A Place for Us All Book 1- A Place In Your Arms

Miss Cheerilee was sat at her desk pinching the bridge of her nose as her students filed in. The bell rang, and they all quieted down to start the lesson. There was nothing but silence. The students looked back and forth to each other, shrugging or making quiet whispers. “Um, Miss Cheerilee?” Diamond raised her hand. “Is everything okay?”

Cheerilee took a deep breath and let it out through her snout. “No. It is most certainly not.” She planted her elbows onto the desk and placed her thumbs firmly on her brow. “Due to some curriculum changes by the EEA, I’m required to teach you all a topic that I’m extremely uncomfortable about. However my protests have essentially fallen on deaf ears, and they will not allow me a stay or bring in someone to teach it instead. That’s the bad news. The good news is that after this subject, school will be adjourned, as I’m making it the final part of your grade. So congrats, you all get to graduate early, and I get to crack open a bottle. So…!” She slammed her hand on the desk, making several students jump. “Let’s get this shit started. Welcome to Equine Reproduction 101 and 102, the one subject your parents should be fucking teaching you but don’t.”

“Two swears in a row. She’s really pissed.” Applebloom whispered to Shadow Cloud.

“Applebloom, please. Could we? And yes, I am really pissed, and my hearing is extremely sharp right now thanks to the hangover! I swear, I’m never taking a weekend with Berry Punch again.”

“Sorry Miss Cheerilee.”

“So, we get to talk about how foals are made! Yay!” Her voice was sweet but her face was anything but.

“Wait, so you’re actually teaching us about sex?”

“SEXUAL REPRODUCTION is what I’m teaching. I’m not teaching you how to spray your cum into some unsuspecting girl’s pussy, Snips. Just strictly the reproductive facts!”

The CMC straightened in their chairs, before turning to each other and sharing a look.

At lunch, the girls met. “Emergency meeting after school.” They all nodded.

“Crusaders!” Diamond Tiara waved and rushed over to them. “Did… everything work out okay? Applebloom?”

“What? Oh. Oh yeah.” She looked to the other girls and then back to DT and SS. “I think we owe you an apology, Diamond. We’ve been trying to avoid you lately, when you’ve been legitimately nice. Especially when… well… you know. We’ve been rude to you and Silver, and I’m sorry.”

She shook her head. “It’s okay. Look, I know we had some major past issues, especially with you Scootaloo. I can understand you being hesitant, but the fact that we’re talking right here and now really makes me happy. I know I’m still a little… overbearing at times, and I should apologize for that myself.”

“I told Diamond off after she tried to impose herself on your beach day.” Silver added. “I hope you can forgive us. It’s a work in progress.”

“In fact, I want to make that particular gaff up to you.” She handed out three letters. “The grand opening of Tiaramart is in two weeks. It would mean a lot to me if you three would be there. It’s the end result of something that started the day you got your Cutie Marks.”

The girls looked at each other before Sweetie spoke. “I can’t tell you yes right away Diamond Tiara. Things have been pretty crazy lately. Case in point.” AB raised her hand. “But we’ll definitely try to make it, since it means that much to you.”

“Thank you, Crusaders. From the bottom of my heart.” She smiled and headed back into the schoolgrounds to pass out more fliers.

“She’s legitimately trying.” Sweetie Belle said.

“But we might have a lot to do, depending on the situation.” Scootaloo sighed, and the others nodded.

“And so… the egg gets fertilized. Fission happens almost immediately. The cell divides, and divides again, and so on and so forth. This little multi-cell dot is now called a zygote. At this point the zygote continues to travel around the mother’s womb until it is embedded in the uterine wall, where it will develop. This phase is called Implantation. Any questions so far?” Scootaloo raised her hand. “Yes, Scootaloo.”

“Can the mother feel any of that happening?” She said with a straight face.

“Most of the time, no. The nerves within the uterus are not built to detect such minute senses. Any other questions?” Applebloom raised her hand. “Yes, Applebloom.”

“You said ‘Most’.”

She sighed. “Okay, yes, there are some documented cases where, if a mare’s nerves are in a hightened state, they can experience pleasure during implantation, something akin to a female climax. However we’re talking less than a percentage point of mares ever experiencing it. Most don’t feel anything at all.” The school bell rang. “That’s all for today. Tomorrow we will continue from here, starting with zygote development and developing the amniotic sac and placenta.” She slumped in her chair, but Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon stayed behind. “Yes girls, what is it?”

“I… just wanted to say thank you for the lesson. My dad never would tell me any of this, and my mom… well… let’s just say she’s even more tightwadded about those things.”

“And I don’t even have parents left to be taught it.” Silver echoed.

“Oh. Well, thank you girls. That does make me feel a little better. Though I still wish I hadn’t been forced to teach it.”

“Is… Is it okay if we ask why?”

Cheerilee opened her mouth, but then looked away. “No. No it’s not. At least not yet. Ask me after school is over and I promise I’ll answer you. I just… I just need to get through this first, okay?”

The pair nodded and thanked her again.

“Zecora! Zecora, where are you?!” Shadow Cloud looked for the exotic zebra in her hut. She was nowhere to be found. “Celestia damn it, how am I supposed to figure out this thing on my hand if the mare who put it there up and disappears?!”

“Hear ye, hear ye, this emergency meeting of the Cutie Mark Crusaders is now in session.” Applebloom stood at the dais, as the other girls sat around it. The room still had a hint of their lovemaking under the air fresheners Sweetie Belle had brought in. She bit her lip before she spoke. “Are we pregnant?”

The girls could feel the silence pervading the room as they looked down, replaying the night. “Maybe? Can you remember the last time you had your period?” Sweetie put a finger to her lip and bit it. “Rarity always keeps track of mine, so she always buys more pads for me before it hits. It was about two weeks after mine ended that Shadow Cloud came in me.”

“Yeah, me too.” Applebloom nodded.

“Mine tends to be pretty irregular, but ever since we got our marks I’ve been pretty on target with you girls.” Scootaloo replied. “But Miss Cheerilee said it can potentially take over a year to get pregnant, because of the natural defenses our bodies have.”

“Natural defenses like preventing sperm getting into the uterus. But we all got our wombs filled that night and then some.” Applebloom rubbed her pelvis. “Did your belly ever drain that out? Mine never did, but my stomach eventually went down in a couple of days.

“No, it didn’t. His jizz was sloshing around in me for days, but my pants fit within a day.”

“Mine didn’t…” Sweetie Belle fidgeted, playing with her fingers nervously. “My belly hasn’t gone down since.”

“Show us?” Reluctantly she slid off her jacket and removed the belt that was across her pelvis. After pulling up her tube top she revealed that her bloated belly was still prominent. “How does it feel?” AB brushed her hand across it.

“It feels… I dunno how it feels. When you touch it it feels really good, but…” Sweetie bit her lip and cut off.

“And what about that implantation thing Miss Cheerilee told us about? Was that what happened to us when Shadow Cloud filled us up the second time?” Scootaloo looked back to the others.

“It can’t be. I mean yes, I was cumming rapid fire like it was no tomorrow, but you heard her, less than a point of a percent of mares ever experience it. What are the chances all three of us have the exact same condition?” Applebloom tried to explain it away.

“But I do remember waking up to some random orgasms when no one was touching me…” Sweetie Belle clenched her fingers together, cradling her bump. “Girls… I think we need to be honest here. I think there’s a chance we’re all pregnant, and I’m almost sure I am.”

The silence returned, even more deafening than before. “Do… do we tell him?” Scoots pressed her hand to her womb.

“Not yet. We could all just be freaking out at this point.” AB looked through the calendar. “Let’s wait until we’re sure. Though I think we need to probe Miss Cheerilee a little more about details. We should also cancel our appointments for the next month, so we can concentrate on finding any signs we might be. All in favor?”

“Aye.” The others said.

Sweetie rubbed her bump, and a tear dropped on the floor. “Sweetie?”

She sniffled. “I’m scared…” The girls ran up and hugged her tightly.