Alicorn Tradition

“Push! Push!”

“Ah, it hurts so much!”

“You can do it! You’re almost there!”

Clear Sky screamed, stomping her hoof as she felt the head of her newborn foal exiting her vagina. The unicorn doctors assisted, using their magic to pull the foal all the way out of Clear Sky. While they were cleaning off the filly, Clear Sky had noticed her daughter’s fur color was identical to her royal lover from all those months ago.

It was no surprise to her. Once Twilight had fucked her good, Clear Sky had abstained from vaginal sex entirely. She wanted to make sure that she was indeed carrying the firstborn foal of the Princess of Friendship, an honor that she was elated to hold.

The newborn filly also had pink stripes in her mane that were lighter than Twilight’s raspberry ones. Unlike both her parents, however, she was a pegasus. Clear Sky wasn’t sure if it was because of a pegasus ancestor, but assumed that it was meant to be a permanent reminder of her night with the Princess she had fallen in love with.

The unicorn doctors did a double take at the filly, whispering to each other before placing the foal in her mother’s embrace.

“What would you like to name the filly, Miss Sky?” the unicorn doctor asked.

“Wind Sprint, after my grandmother,” Clear Sky said right away. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?”

“Y-Yeah, of course,” the doctor stammered. “Say, have you ever met Twilight Sparkle?”

There it was, the question Clear Sky was anticipating. After what Clear Sky believed to be their ‘lovemaking,’ Twilight had never spoken to her again. But Clear Sky knew that Twilight would always remember their night together. No alicorn, or best friend, would be a better lay than her.

She’d bide her time, and when the moment was perfect, she would make sure she became Twilight's wife, true love, and the mother of all of her foals.

“You could say that,” Clear Sky answered the doctor with a grin.