Mommy Mare Incest (A.K.A – My Pony Mom Can’t Be This Sexy!)

I was sitting at the kitchen table with my mother. We were going over our financial situation together.

“So, walk me through this again one more time.” Mom said. “From the beginning.”

I grumbled under my breath in annoyance, but started over, trying to explain it better.

“Okay, so we’re going to refinance the mortgage.” I said. “Interest rates are going down and they’re a lot lower than when we bought the house.”

My mother and I were very close. We had bought the house together two years ago after we mutually decided that living together would be a good idea for financial reasons. I was an only child, and Dad had passed away when I was quite young. Mom was starting to have difficulty making ends meet so I suggested that we buy a house together. Combining our incomes allowed us to qualify for a nicer house and share living expenses, and so far, it had worked out nicely.

“I understand that, but why do we have to pay $2,000?” She asked worriedly.

“Those are closing costs, Mom.” I said patiently. “They’ll be wrapped into the new principal amount of the loan.”

“But if we add it to the amount of – ” She started, but froze mid-sentence.

We exchanged a confused glance, both of us feeling a light breeze. We were inside; there shouldn’t be a breeze.

“Look!” I exclaimed, pointing at a floating blue orb that had appeared out of nowhere in the kitchen.

My mother stared at it in surprise, and I imagine my face bore a similar expression. Suddenly the orb expanded into a large vortex, and my mother and I jumped up out of our seats and moved to the other side of the kitchen as far away from it as possible. A strange form emerged from the vortex, and it took a few seconds for my brain to catch up to what was actually happening.

Standing in front of us was Discord! WTF? Like seriously…WTF?!

He laughed.

“If you could see the look on your faces!” He said, slapping his knee and laughing his ass off. “Priceless!”

I looked over at my mom, wondering if she was seeing the same thing I was. She looked completely shocked. Nope. I guess I’m not crazy.

My mother wasn’t a fan of the show, but she’d seen a few pony episodes with me. I had been a fan since the beginning, but never in a million years did I ever expect anything from a cartoon to manifest into reality. That just didn’t happen, did it?

I looked back over at Discord, who was still smiling widely.

“You’re not hallucinating.” He said. “I’m really here.”

It took me a few moments to find my voice, and I croaked a bit when I spoke.

“T-take us to Equestria!” I said.

“Now why would I do that?” He asked, the amusement evident in his voice. “I came here to cause a little chaos, not do you any favors.”

“But…aren’t you reformed?” I asked, confused by his actions.

“Of course.” He said, twirling his wrist. “I don’t cause chaos in Equestria anymore, but that doesn’t mean I can’t go into other realities and make them a little more interesting.”

I suddenly felt panic, wondering what Discord was going to do to Earth.

“We’ve got enough problems on Earth without you messing things up too, Discord.” I said, my eyes narrowing. “Go cause chaos somewhere else.”

“Oh ho ho, aren’t you a tough guy?” He said teasingly. “You think you can boss the lord of chaos around? You think he’s just going to do whatever you say? That’s not how it works, tough guy.”

I deflated at that. It was true. If Discord decided to mess up Earth, there wasn’t much I or anyone else could do about it.

Discord looked from my mother to myself and back again.

“It won’t be so bad.” He said, his voice cheery. “If you want, we can start by turning all the guns in the world into sex toys! Spread love, not war, I always say!”

I scoffed.

“Is that all you’ve got?” I asked. “How about ending world hunger or restoring the rain forest?”

I doubted he’d go for it, but it never hurt to ask, right?

“Oh, poo.” Discord said, flipping his claw at me. “That’s boring! But I suppose I could forgo messing with Earth if the two of you prove entertaining enough.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.

Discord ignored me, a claw to his chin in thought. He suddenly looked at me, a mischievous smirk on his face.

“I’ve got it.” He said, snapping his claws.

I spun my head around in a panic, wondering what he’d done. My mother was gone and in her place was a small pink earth pony.

“Hey, what did you do with my mom?” I asked, panicked. “Where did she go?”

“Oh, she’s still here.” He said, laughing. “I just turned her into a pony.”

“You WHAT?!” I exclaimed, turning around and walking over to her.

She was lying on the floor, completely unresponsive.

“Mom!” I said, trying to shake her awake.

“I-Is she dead?” I asked, my voice panicked.

“I don’t kill ponies, or people, or whatever you call yourselves.” Discord said, deadpanning. “The transformation process causes unconsciousness, but she should wake up in a bit.”

“Turn her back, Discord!” I exclaimed angrily.

“Why?” He asked. “This will be entertaining, don’t you think?”

I shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me – to us! I had always fantasized about going to Equestria, but this was horrible. Of all the creatures of Equestria I fantasized about meeting, why did it have to be Discord?

“Please, Discord, turn her back.” I said, turning around and groveling before him. “I’ll do anything you say.”

He scoffed.

“Fine.” He said, holding his claw up.

I felt a huge sense of relief as I thought he was going to change her back, but he simply froze there, his claw poised to snap.

“In six months.” He said, smirking mischievously.

“DISCORD?!” I yelled angrily. “This isn’t funny!”

He laughed, spinning around and holding his stomach.

“I find it incredibly amusing!” He said.

Suddenly an alarm clock popped out of nowhere and started ringing.

“Oh, it’s tea time with Fluttershy!” He said cheerfully. “I have to get going now but I promise I’ll turn your mother back in six months…if I can remember.”

“WHAT?!” I exclaimed. “You’d better remember!”

“Hey, I’ve got 2,048 realities that I visit.” He said flippantly. “In the grand scheme of things, yours isn’t that important. But I’ll try my best to remember. Tata for now! See you in six months!”

“Wait, Discord!” I exclaimed, holding out my hand.

But in a flash, he was gone. I stood there dumbfounded for several moments before looking back at the little pink pony on the floor. She was still unconscious so I picked her up and brought her up the stairs to my bedroom. Her fur was really soft, and she was a lot heavier than she looked. As I laid her down on the bed, I noticed that her cutie mark was a red rose. It looked quite nice against the color of her coat. I smiled. My mother had always loved gardening, and roses in particular. It made sense that her cutie mark would be a rose.

As I looked down at the little pink pony in my bed, I suddenly felt a rock in the pit of my stomach. This was my mom, and she was a fucking pony now. And she was going to have to stay like this for six months – maybe even longer if Discord forgot about her! Why did this have to happen to me? Of all he millions of bronies out there, why did it have to be me?

I started pacing back and forth. Well, it really could have been worse. Discord could have screwed with all of humanity, but at least for now his focus was just on us. Still, mom being a pony was a big problem. What if the government found her? What would they do to her?

I spent the next few minutes worrying and pacing, trying to come to terms with what had happened. Discord was real, and that meant that Equestria was real too. The implications of this were staggering and it made me a little excited knowing that Equestria actually existed. But still, I did my best to focus on the problem at hand. Mom was a fucking pony. No matter how I looked at it, this wasn’t going to go well.

She groaned suddenly, which broke me out of the worried tangent I had been on. I kneeled down next to the bed, putting my head at eye level with her.

“Mom?” I said, putting my hand on her shoulder and shaking her a bit.

She opened her eyes slowly and looked around, a confused expression on her face.

“Anon, what happened?” She asked, the confusion evident in her voice.

She blinked a few times and moved her hoof, looking down at it in confusion.

“What happened to me?!” She exclaimed, trying to get up frantically.

She had no idea how to use her pony body, and she flailed around in a panic.

“Mom!” I exclaimed. “Calm down!”

“What is this?!” She exclaimed, holding up a hoof.

“Mom, you’re umm…you’re a pony now…” I said uncertainly.

“WHAT?!” She yelled. “This can NOT be happening! What the hell happened?!”

“Discord turned you into a pony.” I said, trying my best to explain it as quickly as I could. “I begged him to turn you back but he refused. He promised to turn you back in six months, but I don’t know if I believe him.”

“Oh, God…” She said, closing her eyes. “I feel sick.”

“Just don’t try to get up again.” I said. “You don’t know how to use your new body yet and I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

She started to move despite what I had just said, but I realized that she was just changing positions on the bed as she rolled over onto her back. I grabbed a pillow and put it under her head and she looked up at me.

“Is this seriously happening?” She asked, looking at me skeptically. “Are you sure I’m not dreaming or going crazy?”

“Uhhh…yeah mom, you’re a pony.” I said.

She turned her head to the side, looking away from me and staring at the wall. Her breathing was returning to normal as she started to come to terms with what had happened. I couldn’t help but stare at her body. This was the first and only time I’d ever seen a pony so I was naturally curious.

Eventually my eyes drifted lower and I quickly averted my gaze, doing my best to preserve her modesty. Despite my best efforts however, the view of her marehood had been seared into my memory. I had only seen it for a split second, but that was all it took. I had always been attracted to ponies, and even though she was my mother, she was still in a pony body.

I cleared my throat, the awkwardness of the situation causing me to blush in embarrassment. She looked up at me again and held up her front hooves.

“Help me up.” She said.

I reached down and picked her up and she wrapped her front hooves around my neck. I grabbed her by the flanks as I did my best to support her butt. She seemed even heavier this time.

“No, I-I want to stand and try to walk.” She stammered uncertainly.

I crouched down and put her on the ground as best I could. It was really awkward but I was eventually able to help her to her feet (hooves?). I did my best to keep her stable as she stood unsteadily, but she shooed me away with a hoof so I gave her some room to try and experiment with her new body. She took one step and fell forward. I reacted quickly and put my hands under her chest, preventing her from slamming her face into the floor. She gave me a grateful glance after I helped her steady herself and tried again, this time making it two steps before stumbling. I caught her again and she groaned.

“This sucks!” She exclaimed angrily.

I chuckled, which earned me a death stare from her.

“It’s just going to take some getting used to.” I said, smiling down at her.

She scowled but tried again, this time moving her back hoof along with her front hoof and getting a little further before stumbling again. Again, I caught her and again she tried to walk. It took quite a few tries but after about half an hour she was able to walk without stumbling, providing she was slow and careful.

“You’re doing great, mom.” I said, doing my best to encourage her.

She didn’t look too happy when she looked up at me, but she wasn’t scowling anymore either.

“It’s all about coordinating your back feet with your front feet.” She said.

“Hooves, mom.” I said, correcting her.

There was that scowl again.

“Don’t start.” She said. “This is all your fault you know.”

“MY fault?!” I exclaimed indignantly. “What did I do?”

“You just let him turn me into a pony and you didn’t make him turn me back!” She said angrily.

“Hey I tried, alright?” I said. “He refused.”

“Surely you could have convinced him to do something else to amuse himself.” She said.

“You’ve seen the show, haven’t you?” I asked. “No one is able to control Discord! He does whatever he wants!”

“Fluttersy can.” She said.

“Yeah well…I’m not Fluttershy.” I said.

“That much is obvious.” She said bitterly. “For one, you’re not a PONY!”

“Look, mom, I’m sorry, okay?” I said, kneeling down so that I was eye level with her. “I know this sucks, but what’s done is done. Now we have to figure out what to do about it.”

She groaned, leaning her head back in frustration.

“How am I going to do my job like this?” She groaned.

“You have to quit.” I said.

“What?!” She exclaimed. “I can’t quit! Do you know how long it took me to get into Johnson and Kettlemen? They’re the top law firm in the state!”

“I don’t know what to tell you, mom.” I said. “No one can see you like this.”

“But – ”

“No buts.” I said insistently. “Can you imagine what the government would do to you if they found a talking pony?”

She sputtered.

“So, what am I supposed to do?” She asked, the panic evident in her voice.

“You’re going to have to stay in the house and make sure no one sees you.” I said.

“What about the money?” She asked. “You don’t make enough to pay all the bills.”

“Well, we’re going to refinance so that should lower the mortgage, and I’ll have to take on a few more clients but we should be able to make it six months until Discord changes you back.” I said.

“And what if he doesn’t?” She asked worriedly.

“We just gotta hope that he does, mom.” I said, shrugging hopelessly. “If he doesn’t there’s not much we can do about it.”

She groaned again.

“I cannot believe this is happening.” She said.

I looked over at the clock.

“Look, mom, I’ve got to see a client in ten minutes here.” I said. “We’ve got to get you to your room.”

Our house was a very strange layout, with many different levels. Her bedroom was up a small flight of stairs (five in total). She walked over to the stairs and did her best to climb up them. She struggled a few times and I did the best to keep her steady as she hobbled up the stairs. I opened the door to her room for her and picked her up, planting her on the bed.

“Here, I’ll turn the TV on for you.” I said, grabbing the remote. “I shouldn’t be with this client for more than an hour or so, and then I’ll come check on you.”

She said nothing, her lips pursed as she avoided my gaze. I changed the channel to her favorite show and adjusted the volume to a comfortable level. She still said nothing so I left the room without saying anything else.

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I worked from home as a web designer. I met up with my new potential client and went over the sales pitch, but I made a lot of mistakes. My mind was occupied with thoughts of my mother, and I must have seemed incompetent to my new potential client because they decided not to use my services. I thanked them for considering me and they left. Normally I would be upset about losing a potential client like that, but I actually felt relieved when they left. I looked at the clock. It had been about an hour and now that they were gone, I could finally check on mom.

I made it up the stairs and opened her door, walking into her room. She raised her head from the bed and looked over at me, and I couldn’t help but feel a certain amount of giddiness as I stared at the pony in front of me. She was really cute, and it felt exciting to have a pony in the house, even if she was my mother.

“Hi, mom.” I said, greeting her happily. “How you doing?”

“O-okay…” She said uncertainly, averting her gaze.

“What is it, mom?” I asked in concern.

She averted her gaze and there was a long moment of silence between us before she spoke.

“I-I have to pee.” She said, blushing in embarrassment.

“Oh…” I said in realization. I hadn’t even thought about how she was going to deal with that problem.

“C-can you help me?” She asked uncertainly. “I don’t think I can balance on the toilet…”

I blushed myself, but tried to remain professional about it.

“Of course, mom.” I said, gesturing towards her bathroom. “Come on.”

She jumped off the bed, almost smashing her face into the ground when she landed. She walked slowly and carefully into the bathroom, still getting used to her hooves. I followed her in and did my best to help her get onto the toilet. There wasn’t enough room on the toilet seat for all four of her hooves, so I held her front legs as she sat down on the toilet seat and tried to do her business. I averted my gaze from her to try to give her as much privacy as possible, but after a few minutes she still hadn’t started.

“I-I’m sorry.” She said, a blush covering her face. “I don’t know if I can pee with you in here with me.”

I turned my head and looked down at her in sympathy.

“Mom, I don’t mind helping you, really.” I said gently. “Just relax and let it come. I’ll stay here with you for as long as you need me to.”

There was a grateful look in her eyes as she looked up at me, our eyes meeting for a few moments. I nodded once and smiled. Feeling better about the whole thing, she closed her eyes and put her cheek against my stomach, leaning into me. Seeing as she couldn’t see my face from that position, I continued looking down at her body as she tried to go. Eventually after a few more minutes I heard the telltale sound of water trickling and I realized that she was peeing. Despite how wrong it was, I started getting a little excited as I realized that I was watching at a mare as she was peeing. I couldn’t actually see her stream, but just the sound and the fact that I was holding a living, breathing pony while she was peeing was a bit of a turn on for me.

I silently prayed that she couldn’t feel the erection forming in my pants and I did everything I could think of to get it to go down.

This is your mother, you fucking sicko! I thought, mentally chastising myself. It doesn’t matter what body she’s in, she’s still your mother!

I knew for a fact that if I had been helping my mom pee while she was in her human form that I wouldn’t have found it arousing at all. Quite the opposite in fact. But when I looked down at the little pink mare, I didn’t see my mom.

Eventually the sounds of her peeing stopped. She pulled her head back from where it had been resting against my stomach and looked up at me.

“Can you give me some toilet paper?” She asked.

I took some toilet paper off the roll and gave it to her. She reached backward to wipe herself, but the toilet paper simply fell off her hoof and onto the floor.

“Here, mom.” I said, grabbing more toilet paper.

She went to grab the toilet paper I had in my hand, but I pulled it away.

“I’m going to wipe you.” I said.

Her eyes widened for a moment, but she eventually gave a quick nod. I lowered her front hooves to the floor and she stood on the toilet seat, her flank raised high in the air.

“Make sure you wipe front to back.” She said. “You don’t want to wipe poop into my vagina.”

I froze as she said the word vagina. It hadn’t dawned on me until just now that I was about to touch my mom’s vagina. There would be a layer of toilet paper between us of course, but still, the fact remained… I stood frozen, trying to overcome my anxiety as I came to terms with the situation I was in. I knew that if I didn’t move soon, my mother would wonder what I was doing.

Realizing I couldn’t put it off any longer, I steeled myself and put the toilet paper directly against her vagina. I moved my fingers a bit, trying to get the lips of her vulva to part and allow me access so I could wipe her properly. Her vaginal lips were surprisingly supple and they spread open easily, granting me access to a passage so forbidden that I found myself getting another erection.

I wiped her as quickly and efficiently as I could, not because I didn’t secretly want to spend more time back there but because I didn’t want her to get the wrong idea. My erection was straining painfully against my pants and I couldn’t resist the urge to feel her ponut as well. I slid the toilet paper up a bit, going from her vagina to her ponut and rubbing against it gently. My erection jumped in excitement as I felt it through the toilet paper. Pony ponuts had always fascinated me and I’d always wanted to fuck one. Not wanting to linger too long, I pulled my hand away and tossed the toilet paper into the toilet.

I closed my mouth as I realized that it had been hanging open in awe as I wiped her perfect mare parts. Thankfully she hadn’t been watching me, otherwise she might have seen how excited I was. Once I was done wiping her, she stepped off the toilet and turned around to flush.

“T-thank you…” She stammered, blushing profusely.

She walked over to the sink and started washing her hooves. I thought about pointing out the absurdity of washing her hooves when she hadn’t touched anything, but thought better of it. She left the bathroom without another word. I felt a little guilty that I had enjoyed that so much, but I couldn’t deny that I did.