“No! Diamond!” Filthy jumped to his hooves, standing wide like a starfish.

It was as if he was hoping he could somehow shield the sight of Diamond’s mother sprawled out on the deck, a half-flaccid cock laying across her drooling, cum-covered face… and a half-erect giant cock stuck in her cum-stuffed, expanded belly.

“Not like this!” Filthy shouted. “This isn’t what it looks like… your mother is-”

“What’s going on!? Mom? MOM!!!?” Diamond’s voice began to rise in shock as the scene before her registered in her eyes. “What the hay is going on here!?”

“Diamond, I…” Filthy searched for the words. “I… never meant for you to find this out… your mother and I…”

Diamond was shaking, hooves covering her mouth as she watched two of her classmates slowly try to extricate their cocks from her mother’s sticky, cum-covered, belly-bulging, drooling, twitching body.

“...this sort of… just happened…” Filthy continued, sweating. “...you know, things can… get out of hoof and…”

“Save it!” Diamond’s eyes began to tear up and she stomped her hooves. “I can’t believe you did it AGAIN. And this time with classmates of mine…” She took a sobbing breath, casting a heartbroken glance at Pool Party… “...and with a pony that I told you both I had a crush on… I hope you both enjoy your cuckolding roleplay so much that you CHOKE on it!” Diamond turned around and slammed the door behind her, as she stormed off to her room.

Pool Party and Pollen Count looked at each other with an incredulous glance, not sure if they had actually heard what Diamond had just said correctly. “...roleplay?”

“Cuckolding?”

Filthy sighed, and rubbed the back of his head. “S-sorry boys… our usual service was fully booked this week, and we were really hard up… no pun intended… what with my ‘disability’, Spoiled and I have always had our fun with… different experiences… you both did amazing though!” Filthy slapped both colts on the back heartily. “You’ll be handsomely rewarded… and if you’d like… I’m sure Spoiled and I would love to have you back in a couple of weeks for a repeat performance!”

Spoiled’s left hoof shot up into the air by way of interjection, sending unspeakable dripping gelatin globs scattering. “How about next week, sweetheart?”

“Or even next week! Seems like Spoiled is sold, how about it, boys?”

END

Author's Note

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This seems about right for Filthy and Spoiled, and I do like that they are getting along in a marital sense all along.