Dusk Shine Impregnates Gleaming Shield

"D'you not have anything that fits a little better?" Dusk asked, flailing the overly-long sleeves of the silk dressing gown he'd been given around. "Something that doesn't make me look like a ghost with dwarfism?"

"Y'know, I would..." Gleam said with a playful smirk, walking over to her younger brother and gently prodding him in the head with her finger. "But silk's a really thin material... and I like how it sits on your hips, all curvy and smooth..."

"My hips, huh?" Dusk asked, looking down at his front and raising an eyebrow at the small silk mountain that was the gown resting on his flaccid cock.

"Well..." Gleam grinned with an exaggerated shrug. "That looks really nice, too."

"You not want me to just open it and give you a better look?" he asked.

"Normally, I'd say yes, but..." Gleam said, biting her lip with an ungodly lustful expression as she traced her brother's thin waist with her fingers, dragging them over the tied sash that kept the gown closed before watching them curve over his bottom-heavy frame, wide and womanly in the most delicious of ways. "Fuuuuck..."

"I hope this doesn't lead to you thinking I'm just a sex object," Dusk glowered, crossing his arms over his narrow chest.

"Not at all, baby," Gleam smiled, kissing him on the lips before casting her eyes over her shoulder. "You wanna, uh, snuggle on the couch?"

"You in the mood to relax and watch a movie?" Dusk beamed.

"Kind of... I mostly just wanna feel up your ass while you're wearing silk," she grinned in a lecherous fashion. "It's like one of my top non-sexual fetishes."

"Molesting your little brother in a mare's gown is pretty sexual, Gleam," Dusk said with a roll of his eyes.

"Then I guess I'm about to become your sex-pest of a shadow, little brother," Gleam said, giving Dusk a gentle pat on the head. "Alright then, my squeaking little homosexual, what d'you wanna watch?"

"I'm... I'm not bothered, really," Dusk waved away, scratching his neck as he spoke. "I think anything in the background'll be fine. I just wanna spend more time with you."

"Awww, c'mere you!" Gleam exclaimed happily, hoisting Dusk upwards and squeezing him against her chest.

She kissed him passionately, feeling him wrap his legs around her waist and rest his weight on her body, pressing every single inch of his beautiful form against her buxom, nude chest.

"Fuck, I still can't get over how big that thing is," she smirked in regards to his cock.

"You're too kind," Dusk sighed, resting his head on Gleam's shoulder and allowing her to carry him downstairs.

Back in familiar territory and probably still able to see the stains on the couch from his last time with Cadance, Dusk was almost violently-thrown onto the aforementioned three-seater with a skillful shotput-esque heave from Gleam. The little femboy bounced as he hit the sofa, yelping in fear as he flew through the air, before Gleam disappeared into the kitchen.

"Hey!" he snapped angrily.

"But you flew so majestically!" she countered. "You find something to watch from the DVD rack. I'm gonna make some snacks."

"You can't just..." Dusk growled before conceding with another, heftier sigh. "Yes, dear."

"Ooh, I like that already," Gleam sniggered.

Dusk rolled off the couch and hit onto the floor, making his way to the DVD shelf and perusing the titles they had on offer. Gleam and Cadance seemed to either have a lack of taste or a sense of humour, as while there were movies up here that truly changed the face of cinema, there was also no lack of utter dogshit titles that had their greatest achievement be the fact the camera lens was taken off during filming. He hummed a cute little tune to himself as he searched, gently dragging his finger over the plastic cases as he went through the hundreds of volumes.

"Check the shelf right down at the bottom!" Gleam called out.

"Has that got some good choices on it?" he responded.

"No idea!" Gleam shrugged. "I just wanna watch you bend over!"

"Of course," Dusk chuckled, rolling his eyes... and complying all the same.

He kept his heels together, his thighs straight, and leaned his back over, making sure to jut his back end out as far as possible without appearing unnatural to properly show off his big, round, silk-clad ass for his older sister's amusement. A loud wolf-whistle brought a smile to Dusk's face as he returned to searching through the DVDs. Eventually, he came across a shelf full of box sets, ironically enough on the bottom shelf, that he imagined would take up a lot of time. He began looking through them, wanting to see which had the longest run time and, as he often liked, a special feature list that included behind the scenes stuff to really sink his teeth into.

"This one any good?" Dusk asked, holding a box-set of an arachnid-themed superhero over his head and waving it at his sister without looking.

"First one was great, second one is literally the second greatest superhero movies ever made," Gleam listed off. "And the third one was fucking garbage. Great fight scenes, though. CGI still looks good even today."

"Is... is this the same thing again?" Dusk asked, picking up a two-disk box-set he could swear was the same thing but with a slightly different cover art.

"No, that's the first reboot," she answered in a bitter tone. "That was the one where they basically just did everything the first one did but did it all awfully. The actor they got to play the main dude was legit perfect casting from the comics, but the writers fucked him over bad."

"Wait... there was a second reboot?" Dusk asked in confusion. "D'you have that one as well?"

"No," Gleam spat, her voice dripping with venom.

"Yikes... sore spot for you?" Dusk asked.

"You know how I was like... Autistic when it came to comics back in the day?" she asked.

"You mean you're not now?" Dusk jabbed.

"Ha ha, funny..." Gleam sighed, rolling her eyes as she focused on the snacks. "To cut a long story short: I know basically everything about the dude in the spider outfit and how it's supposed to work, and that second reboot fucked everything up about it."

"How bad?" Dusk asked.

"Like 'the main character is supposed to be a superhuman with genius-level intellect in the comics and yet doesn't make his own proper costume, loses every major fight somebody doesn't bail him out of, and can't think of his way out of a wet paper bag' bad," Gleam ranted.

"Sounds shit. Anything else about it piss you off?" Dusk asked his raging dork of a sister.

"Yes. The fact that it's a movie that doesn't know anything about it's main character to the point where they wrote him to be the exact character the dude was invented originally to stand against..." Gleam growled through gritted teeth. "And a bunch of retards that don't read the comics banded together to say that this was the best version of the character to ever exist and there was nobody better than him!"

"So why not go back to reading the comics again?" Dusk asked. "You used to all the time until like... ten years ago."

"Because the comics fucking suck nowadays," Gleam growled. "I stuck through the run from the guy that made him a magic superhero-

Gleam was cut off with a brief muffled sound effect, something similar to having a hand put over her mouth, followed by a familiar voice taking over.

"Gleam, I've heard this a thousand times already," Cadance said in a kind voice that was clearly hiding seething rage. "If I have to hear you go on about your faggoty spider boyfriend one more time, I'm going to drown you at the bottom of the lake."

"I haven't heard it before," Dusk pointed out.

"Well, that's too bad, sweetie, because I'm not listening to it-" Cadance began, walking out of the kitchen with a smug expression on her face before she laid eyes on Dusk.

Her voice died in her throat, eyes wide in shock as the stared at him. Dusk felt a nervous lump form in his throat after a second of silent gawking, only to have that nervousness turned to terror as Cadance clapped her hands to her cheeks and squealed like a fourteen year old girl. She bolted over to him, wrapping her arms around him and nearly tackling him to the floor as she locked him into a bone-crushing hug.

"You look amazing!" she exclaimed, running her fingers through his mane as it hung down to his back, sliding her hands over his small, soft chest, and eventually cracking a hand to his big, bouncing ass as she finished feeling him up. "You need to start wearing mare's clothes more often! You fill them out so well!"

"What?" Dusk exclaimed. "I'm okay, thanks."

"No, no!" Cadance denied. "You and me need to go shopping tomorrow so we can get you some proper mare's jeans. Those nasty slack pants you were don't show you off good enough! D'you also want me to teach you how to start doing eyeliner properly? Because you've got a fucking gorgeous eye colour, and I know just what you need to highlight it and really make it pop!"

"Cadance, I'm not gonna start cross-dressing just because I borrowed your dressing gown," Dusk said with a laugh.

"Oh... but you'd be so beautiful," she pouted, crossing her arms and scrunching her muzzle up at him. "Will you at least consider wearing panties? For me? Just once? We'll obviously have to find some with enough stretch in the fabric for that tree trunk of a cock of yours, but still! It could be done!"

"Leave him alone, Cadance," Gleam chuckled as she walked back into the room with several bowls of popcorn, a few bags of chips, a good amount of two litre bottles of refrigerated soda, and some candy. "He's a person, not a fetish."

"He's my fucking fetish," Cadance giggled, cupping Dusk's cheeks and kissing him passionately on the lips. "Only way he could make my pussy wetter is if he let me watch him get ploughed by some seven-foot steroid junkie of a stallion."

"I'm girly, Cadance, not gay," Dusk blinked in a dry tone.

"Ain't nothing gay about liking dick, sweetie," she shrugged dismissively. "Just means you have taste."

"Anyway, focusing up here," Gleam chuckled, snapping her fingers to get attention back on her. "Cadance, I have to tell you something."

"Wassup, bitch?" Cadance asked, draping herself over her taller wife and burying her face into her neck.

"I'm... well... we're expecting another one now," Gleam admitted after a moment of hesitation.

Cadance leaned back from her wife, looking between her and Dusk with a slightly-surprised look on her face. Dusk's cheeks flushed red as Gleaming's arm wrapped around his shoulder, pulling him close against her body and hugging him tightly. Cadance's look of surprise turned into a warm, glowing smile. Her voice dropped down a few notes, her erratic behaviour vanished, and her playful sluttiness was gone in a moment's notice, replaced with an aura of calm and beauty that Dusk often didn't see in her.

"That's perfect," she said in a warm tone, taking a hand from both of them and holding it lovingly. "I'm hoping this wasn't a simple act of lust that you'll come to regret soon?"

"No," Dusk said with a shake of his head. "I want this... more than I've wanted anything for a long time. I want to love Gleam as much as I can, and I want to be with her for as long as the world will let me. I want to make her happy and give her everything she wants, and... and a foal between the two of us felt like it was the right thing to do to express that."

"Couldn't have said it better myself," Gleam smiled, leaning down and kissing her younger brother, her tone dripping with passion as she squeezed his small frame against hers.

Cadance watched the two of them lovingly embrace one another, seeing Dusk rest his head on Gleaming's shoulder and the elder sibling wrap her arms around her baby brother in a protective, loving shield.

"Present company excluded, of course," Gleam winked at her wife. "I don't think I've ever loved anybody as much as I love you, Dusk. I feel like an idiot for trying to pretend I didn't and feel even stupider for thinking that shoving you away was going to get rid of it. You're... you're everything to me, little brother, and... and this was right, you know? I can't find the words to put it together. But the idea of you standing next to me... and me bouncing your baby on my lap..."

Gleaming chuckled quietly, moving back and staring into her brother's eyes, warm and loving.

"There's not a thing on this planet that feels more right than that, y'know?" she asked.

"Yeah, baby," Dusk nodded. "I know."

"Alright, so..." Cadance said, dragging a finger along Gleaming's horn and doing the same to Dusk as she waltzed over to the couch, sitting down in her usual corner and leaning back comfortable. "What are we all then?"

"I'm kinda thirsty," Gleam said, unscrewing the cap on one of the bottles of soda.

"No, you dork, I mean what are we all as a group?" Cadance chuckled. "Are we a three-way? Is Dusk gonna be honorary? Do we want a ceremony to add him?"

"I don't really wanna put you guys through all that effort," Dusk said with a shake of his head. "And I think it'd just make your marriage look, I dunno... lesser if you added me to it officially."

"I disagree. I think having you would make it stronger," Cadance countered.

"No, I think what Dusk means is that it'd made you and I look like we weren't all that crazy about each other," Gleam cut in. "If we start adding thirds and fourths, it might seem like we don't love each other to the wider public."

"This is why I hate living in a monogamous society," Cadance glowered. "People are too afraid of the world rejecting them to do what makes them truly happy, and this is another stupid one."

"And avoiding launching into another rant about that little subject," Gleam chuckled as she turned to Dusk. "If you're not up for a big ceremony and extravagant wedding... we could always just keep this regular on the down-low, y'know?"

"I am also in agreement with this," Cadance nodded. "I'm not expecting you to move in and start wearing a wedding ring or anything, but if you wanna come over every few days for a quick fuck and to help with the kids, that'd be all I'd need from you."

"So no public dates, then?" Dusk asked in a slightly-downturned voice.

"What? No, no, of course we can still go out and do stuff if you want!" Cadance beamed. "It's just whatever you want, is all. I don't mind."

"Yeah, me either. Dinners, movies, days out," Gleaming shrugged after chugging from the bottle. "Anything you wanna do, I'm game, sex or not."

"That sounds... that sound great," Dusk said with a wide, glowing smile.

"Now, c'mere, you little runt!" Cadance exclaimed, holding her arms out and gesturing for Dusk to lie on top of her. "I wanna feel that ass through the silk!"

"Uh, not before I do," Gleam challenged, snatching Dusk up and pinning him onto the couch, nearly crushing the life out of the poor stallion.

"Gleam, he's got an ass big enough for both of us, remember?" Cadance giggled.

"Thanks," Dusk wheezed out from underneath the near-two-hundred pound mare on top of him.

"Don't mention it, sugar," Cadance winked before violently slapping Gleam on her own bare flank. "Now, move, bitch! His ass is mine!"