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

After I had helped her back to bed, I had another client come by. This client had been quite a handful and I was with them for nearly four hours as they wanted to make a lot of little changes to their website. After they left, I went back up to mom’s room and opened the door. She was sleeping so I left the room and thought about what to do. It was dinner time and I didn’t feel like cooking so I ordered a pizza. Once the pizza came, I brought it up to her bedroom and opened the door.

“Hey, mom.” I said. “Are you hungry?”

She stirred, yawning and stretching as she sat up in bed.

“You got pizza?” She asked in surprise.

“Yeah.” I said. “I didn’t want to deal with cooking after the stressful day we’ve had.”

I sat the pizza box down on the bed and opened it. I took a slice for myself and watched my mom as she did her best to try and pick up a piece of pizza with her hooves. It was slightly amusing until the piece of pizza landed upside-down on the bed. I picked it up and threw it back in the box quickly. There was pizza sauce on the sheet now, so I went and grabbed a towel from across the hall and started cleaning it up as best I could.

“I-I’m sorry…” She said, looking down between her hooves in shame.

“Hey, mom, don’t worry about it.” I said reassuringly.

“How am I supposed to use these things?” She wailed, holding up a hoof and looking at it with contempt. “They’re useless!”

“You’re just going to have to learn.” I said sympathetically. “I’m sure you’ll get the hang of it just like you did with walking, but I know you’re hungry, so here.”

I held out a piece of pizza for her. She looked over the piece of pizza at me and scrunched her muzzle. She obviously felt indignant about the idea of being fed but after a few moments she reluctantly took a bite, closing her eyes as she did so. She made murmurs of contentment as she chewed, and I couldn’t help but smile at the super cute mare in front of me. After she swallowed, she opened her eyes and looked at me curiously.

“What?” She asked indignantly.

“You’re cute.” I said, chuckling.

She puffed her cheeks out in annoyance and averted her gaze, saying something under her breath.

“What was that?” I asked playfully. “I didn’t catch that.”

“I said it figures.” She said, looking back at me. “I’m stuck being a pony and you get a cute little mare to take care of. This must be your dream come true.”

I laughed.

“Well, it’s not exactly the way I pictured it, but yeah, I am kind of enjoying this.” I admitted.

She scowled at me and I chuckled again.

“Of course, I would have much rather just had a mare come from Equestria rather than have my mother turn into one, but I’m not going to complain.” I said. “You’re cute and I’m going to enjoy taking care of you.”

She glared at me angrily and I held up the piece of pizza to her as a peace offering. She stared at it for a few moments before reluctantly taking another bite.

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After our pizza I changed her sheets. After getting a fresh sheet onto her bed, I picked her up and laid her onto it. She tried to grab the remote to the TV with her hooves, but if fell onto the floor.

“Gosh darnit, these hooves!” She said angrily.

“Don’t worry about it.” I said, reaching down and picking up the remote.

“That’s easy for you to say!” She said. “You’ve still got your hands!”

“What channel do you want it on?” I asked.

She looked over at the clock and sighed.

“You can leave it on COXA, but in half an hour I need it to be on AAPS.” She said. “And then after another hour there probably won’t be anything good on AAPS so I’ll need it changed to OBA.”

“Geeze, mom, you’re hurting my head here.” I said, putting a hand to my head for emphasis. “Just tell me what channel you want it on.”

“That’s just it!” She exclaimed. “In the daytime I can just leave it on HGA because there’s something good every hour, but at night I need to be able to change channels. I can’t do that with these hooves. Would you mind sleeping with me tonight so you can change the channel?”

My breath caught in my throat at her suggestion. She had no idea how attracted I was to ponies, and now she was suggesting that I actually sleep with this cute little mare in front of me.

“I-I don’t know if that’s such a good idea…” I said hesitantly.

“Why not?” She asked innocently.

“Well I…” I said, trying to come up with an excuse as to why I didn’t want to sleep with her.

We didn’t make a habit of sleeping together, but we weren’t averse to it either. When we went on vacation, we got a single bed in the hotel, and we slept together on a blow-up bed when we were moving into the new house. But this was different. My mom was now a very cute little mare, and despite the fact that she was my mother I couldn’t help but be attracted to her.

“What if you kick me in your sleep or something?” I asked stupidly.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” She said, rolling her eyes. “Get in.”

I hesitated for a few moments as she got comfortable on the bed, leaving one side free for me. Not seeing any other option, I reluctantly started to get into bed with her.

“Aren’t you going to take your pants and shirt off?” She asked.

I froze, having completely forgotten, my mind otherwise occupied. I always just slept in my underwear, a fact that my mom was very much aware of. I sighed in defeat, stripping down to my underwear and getting into bed. The TV was on her side so I propped myself up on my elbow so I could see the TV.

“Change it to COXA.” She said, sliding over and pressing her back into my chest.

I changed the channel and did my best to ignore the feeling of her soft fur against my bare chest as I watched the show with her. We watched the show for about twenty minutes and I was almost able to forget that I was sleeping with this cute little mare. I knew it wasn’t a good idea, but her fur was so soft and her body was so warm! I just had to snuggle her. I brought my arm around her, spooning her against me.

She sighed contently as we laid together. I rested my hand on her belly, feeling as it expanded and contracted with her breathing. I never thought a pony would feel so warm…so alive. I felt the fur of her belly as I moved my hand slightly, and it sent a shiver down my spine. It also stimulated something else, and I cursed myself for letting things get out of hand. I wasn’t hard yet, but I knew I would be if I kept this up.

“Change the channel to AAPS now, would you?” She asked.

Thankfully her voice had brought me back to reality and I pulled my hand away from her belly, picking up the remote and changing the channel for her.

Unfortunately, I didn’t like this show and wasn’t able to get into it. The only thing I could think about was this amazingly soft and warm pony that was lying against me, and it took everything I had not to get an erection. Finally, the show ended and I changed it to OBA. It was an old-time channel with black and white movies – perfect to fall asleep to. Mom was already asleep. I smiled down at her as I saw how gentle she was breathing.

I rubbed my hand along her chest and belly, no longer worried about getting an erection now that she was asleep. I allowed the erection to come, enjoying the feel of her furry body against my chest and the feel of her fur against my hand as I did my best to fall asleep. It’s kind of hard to sleep when you’re excited, but it’s easier than trying to sleep when you’re nervous as all hell and trying to prevent an erection. I allowed my erection to go down on its own, just enjoying the soft warmth of the pony snuggled up against me. Eventually I fell asleep.

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The next morning, I had to help her pee again. I followed her into the bathroom and helped her onto the toilet, holding her front hooves just as before. It took a few moments for her to start, but she wasn’t as reluctant this time. I felt my penis harden in excitement as she started to pee. She didn’t press her cheek against my stomach this time and simply sat there, looking away from me in embarrassment as she peed. I couldn’t look away from her, and watched her embarrassed face as she relieved herself. There was no use trying to deny it – this was hot.

She stepped off the toilet this time and I grabbed some toilet paper, squatting behind her so I could wipe her. I was horny as all fuck and wanted to get a better look at her vagina, so I used two fingers to spread her open before wiping her. She looked back at me with a blush on her face, and I quickly tore my gaze from her mare bits, hoping she didn’t notice me staring.

She said nothing as I flushed the toilet and walked over to wash her hooves. After that we went down for breakfast. I grabbed the box of Frosted Flakes from the cupboard, knowing they were her favorite. She had taken a seat at the table. Just like with the toilet, she wasn’t able to fit all four hooves on the chair, so she put her front two hooves on the table as she waited for me to grab the cereal. I poured her a bowl and sat down to eat my own cereal, curious as to how she would approach the spoon.

I suppressed a chuckle as I watched her eye the spoon suspiciously, looking between it and her hooves like she was trying to solve a puzzle. She was somehow able to get a spoonful of cereal, but was unable to bring the spoon back towards her mouth. She ended up spilling it onto the table and floor. She tried again, this time getting the spoon about halfway to her mouth before it fell again.

She looked over at me, a pleading expression on her face.

“Will you feed me?” She asked, annoyed that she’d had to actually ask.

“You have to learn eventually, mom.” I said, taking a bite of my own cereal. “Don’t worry about the mess. I’ll clean it up after you’re done.”

She scoffed but tried again. This time she didn’t even get the spoon halfway to her mouth before it fell.

“I can’t do this!” She exclaimed, her frustration coming through clearly.

“Yes, you can.” I said. “Millions of Earth ponies do it every day.”

She shot me a glare and tried again. This time the spoon actually reached her lips before it flipped over and fell onto the floor.

“Damn it!” She yelled.

She tried again and again and again. Eventually she was able to get one spoonful into her mouth. Her bowl was nearly empty now, almost the entirety of its contents all over the table, floor, and her fur. I filled up her bowl again. This time she was able to successful take half a dozen bites, but most of the second bowl had made it onto the floor as well. I had long since finished, but I sat there, watching her.

“I’ve suffered more than enough.” She said, exasperated. “Can you feed me the rest?”

“Sure.” I said, taking a spoonful of cereal and holding it out for her.

She gratefully took the spoon into her mouth, closing her eyes and murmuring in contentment as she enjoyed the taste. I chuckled at how cute she was when she was eating. She opened her eyes and took another bite enthusiastically. When she noticed me staring at her, she glared at me and swallowed.

“You’d better not call me cute again.” She warned.

“But you are.” I said, smirking.

“I am not!” She said indignantly.

I reached out a finger and touched her nose, causing her to scrunch her muzzle and go cross-eyed.

“Boop.” I said, smiling widely.

She scoffed.

“Anon!” She admonished. “I’m still your mother and I won’t have you treat me like a little pony!”

“I’m not.” I said seriously.

“You are so!” She exclaimed in exasperation. “You call me cute and you just – ”

“If I were treating you like a little pony, I would be trying to get in your pants right now.” I said jokingly.

Her mouth dropped open in shock.

“...In a manner of speaking...” I said awkwardly, blushing in embarrassment. "I-I guess ponies don't wear pants.."

I wanted to face-hoof right then, but no number of face-hooves could fix what I just did. My mother had no idea I was into pony porn until now. Well, I guessed now was as good a time as any to drop the bombshell on her.

“You’re a clopper?” She asked, a shocked expression on her face.

My eyes widened.

“How do you know what a clopper is?” I asked in surprise.

“Shortly after I learned you were into My Little Pony, I looked up bronies and there was an article that talked about cloppers.” She admitted. “I thought the whole thing was weird, but to think that my own son lusts after ponies…”

“I’m sorry, mom.” I said. “I shouldn’t have told you.”

“No, it’s okay, it’s just…” She said, trialing off. “Anon…are you attracted to me?”

“You? No. But that pony body of yours is pretty sexy…” I admitted, blushing in embarrassment.

She blushed as well and averted her gaze.

There was a long moment of silence between us as she collected her thoughts. I thought she was going to ask me more questions about being attracted to ponies but it seemed she was done with that topic of conversation.

“Will you get me a towel?” She asked.

I got up and handed her a towel. She used it to try to get the milk out of her coat. Having cleaned herself the best she could with a towel, she got down off the chair and started walking away.

“I’m going to take a shower.” She said. “I trust you’ll clean up this mess?”

“I’ll take care of it, mom.” I assured her.

With that she left. For the next ten minutes I focused on cleaning up the mess. I had just finished when I heard mom calling from the shower. I ran up the stairs as fast as I could, worried that she’d hurt herself. I opened the door to her bathroom and found her standing in the shower, perfectly fine.

“What’s wrong?” I asked in concern.

“I-I can’t get the soap out of my fur.” She admitted. “These hooves are useless.”

The walk-in shower we had was quite large. I opened the door to go in there with her when she held up a hoof to stop me.

“Don’t come in wearing your clothes!” She exclaimed, exasperated.

“You want me to take my clothes off?” I asked incredulously.

She blushed and averted her gaze, and there were a few moments of silence between us as we thought about what to do. Eventually she spoke up.

“W-well I’m naked too…” She stammered nervously.

“Yeah but…” I said reluctantly.

She simply stared at me, raising an eyebrow.

“Fine…” I groaned, stripping my clothes off reluctantly. When I got down to my underwear and prepared to pull them down, I looked over at my mother to see if she was serious. She gave a single, quick nod and I pulled my underwear down, revealing everything to her. I felt myself blushing profusely. She tried not to stare but I noticed her glance out of the corner of her eye for a split second before averting her gaze again.

I got into the shower onto my hands and knees so I could easily reach her body. I grabbed the shower head, running it up and down her back as I rubbed her fur, trying my best to get the soap out. I could feel the well-toned muscles under her fur as I washed her. After that, I moved onto her legs, paying careful attention to each one, and spraying up into her pits to make sure they got washed out too. I took another pass through her neck and back before finally moving on to her flanks. She turned her flanks to me instinctively and I grabbed her by the cutie marks, rubbing her flanks amorously. It felt so hot to be holding a pony’s flanks like this, and it took everything I had to resist pulling her back onto my rapidly hardening erection.

Eventually the temptation was too great, and I found myself pulling her tail up and looking at her mare bits. She looked back at me when I pulled her tail. I raised my hand, making sure she could see it as I moved it slowly towards her marehood, giving her plenty opportunity to object as I got closer and closer to touching it. To my amazement she said nothing as I touched her flower, spreading it open with both thumbs and looking inside.

Her vagina looked so warm and wet inside. I took a moment to admire the view before sinking my index finger into of her slowly.

“Ah!” She cried out, lowering her head in pleasure.

“Are you alright, mom?” I asked in concern, my finger still buried in her depths.

“Yes…it’s just been a long time for me.” She said reassuringly. “Please…continue.”

I felt giddy with excitement as I got her verbal consent. Up until now I was working solely with body language, but now that she gave me permission to touch her, I was able to put all of my attention towards her mare bits. I pulled my finger out a bit before pushing it back in slowly. Her pussy pulled my finger inside with such ease. She was so tight! I worked my finger in and out of her, moving it around to see what her reaction would be.

I realized she was still looking back at me and I looked up at her face. Her blush intensified and she lowered her head a bit when our eyes met. Her pussy contracted around me, causing me to look back at my finger which I was moving in and out of her at a moderate pace. She seemed to have loosened up a bit so I added another finger, which caused her to grunt and turn her face forward. Adding the second finger had forced me to slow down, but it seemed to increase her pleasure if the sounds she was making were any indication.

I kept this up a bit, wondering if she would loosen up enough for me to add a third finger. After about thirty seconds of this, she moaned loudly, her body starting to shake. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers, forcing me to slow down to a stop. I watched her pussy in amazement as it spasmed around my fingers. She was fucking cumming. I was making my mom cum. I continued watching her in disbelief as she got off on my fingers. Eventually she stopped shaking and looked back at me, blushing profusely.

That was the hottest thing I’d ever done. I looked down at my fingers that were still buried inside of her, wondering how her tight pussy would feel around my dick. Unable to hold back any longer, I pulled my fingers out and used that same hand to press my erection against her pussy, pushing the head inside.

“Anon…no.” She said weakly. “We can’t have sex…”

“But…” I said, trailing off.

I was devastated. To have such a buildup only to have it taken away was brutal. I reluctantly pulled my hips back, the tip of my cock leaving the warm wetness of her vagina as I sat backwards. My mom looked at me in sympathy, knowing exactly what I was feeling.

“I’m sorry, honey.” She said, the sympathy evident in her voice. “I know you want to, but we just can’t!”

“I…I understand…” I said, unable to hide the disappointment from my voice.

I was still hard as a rock, and my mom looked down at my erection with sympathy.

“Stand up.” She said, motioning for me to rise with her hoof.

I complied without a second thought, standing up in the shower and looking down at my mom. Her face was at eye level with my erection, and she blushed as she realized that it was practically in her face.

“I-I’m not good enough with my hooves yet, but if you want to masturbate…” She said uncertainly, averting her gaze and blushing.

“Will you suck it?” I asked hopefully.

Her eyes widened briefly, but she didn’t look up at me.

“I-I can’t…” She said, her ears lowering.

I was disappointed, but I was also super worked up and eager to get any relief. I started masturbating furiously, looking down at the pony that was my mother lustfully as I jerked it rapidly. She continued averting her gaze as she waited for me to finish. I suddenly felt my release rapidly approaching but I didn’t have enough room in the shower to turn around. I opened my mouth to ask her to move so that I wouldn’t spunk on her.

“Mom…” I started, trailing off. I wasn’t able to complete the sentence before I felt the first spasm.

She looked up at me just as the first spurt left my cock and before either of us really knew what was happening, I was cumming all over her face. She “eeped” and held up a hoof, leaning backward to try and get away from my member as it continued erupting. My first instinct when I realized what was happening was to try and pull or turn away, but by the time I realized what was happening I was already cumming on her face.

Realizing there was no salvaging this situation, I continued unabated, pumping my member as I painted her face, neck, and chest with my cum. She even got some of it in her mane. Finally, my member started to calm down, dribbling cum as it continued to pump, desperately trying to empty my balls of everything they had. I groaned and leaned my head back, the pleasurable afterglow causing my head to feel fuzzy. When I looked back down at my mother, she was wearing a shocked expression on her face.

“I-I can’t believe you did that.” She stammered.

“I’m sorry.” I said. “I tried to warn you, but – ”

“I never even let your father do that to me.” She said, still in disbelief at what had happened.

I blushed as I realized I had just done something to her that she’d never even allowed Dad to do.

“Well you should have expected it when you told me I could masturbate!” I said indignantly.

“I was expecting you to cum down the drain, not in my mane!” She exclaimed.

We both looked at each other in surprise and laughed as we realized she had rhymed without even meaning to. It took a few moments, but our laughter eventually died down and I looked down at her, smirking.

“You know, you look really hot covered in my cum, mom.” I said.

“Just help me clean it out of my fur, will you?” She said, pushing me away playfully with her front hooves.

I chuckled as I kneeled down and started washing my cum out of her mane and fur. It was so fucking hot! To think that all of this cum had been in my balls just a few minutes earlier and now it was staining her fur was a real turn on. Despite how turned on I was by this, I worked diligently to clean her up. A few minutes later there was no evidence of what we’d done. I stood up and looked down at her, smiling.

“All good, mom.” I said.

“Are you sure?” She asked, looking over her body skeptically. “It’s really hard to get cum out of your hair if you don’t clean it off right away.”

I looked over her body once more as she turned around in a circle for me.

“Nope, looks good.” I said, nodding once for emphasis.

She turned to open the door to the shower and I shut off the water. I grabbed the towel and started to dry myself off. There was only one towel near the shower as she hadn’t been expecting me to join her, so she sat there and watched me as I dried myself off. I looked over at her as I finished drying myself and noticed that she was looking at my flaccid member. I suddenly felt self-conscious. After all, it was quite small when it wasn’t aroused.

I turned around and walked across the bathroom, grabbing another towel for her. I helped her dry herself. When she was sufficiently dry, I picked her up, feeling her soft fur against my bare skin as I walked out of the bathroom and back into her bedroom. Her front legs were wrapped around my neck. As I approached her bed, I lowered her onto it, laying her down onto her back. When she let go of my neck, I straightened my upper body. It took only a few moments for me to realize that my penis was touching her mare bits, and we both looked down between us as we felt each other’s parts rubbing against one another.

My hips had started moving on their own, instinctively grinding my penis against a vagina it knew was nearby. It didn’t help that she was at the perfect fucking height. I groaned as I used all my willpower to stop moving my hips, by body wanting nothing more than to sink into her tight little cunny and go to town. But I knew that Mom didn’t want that, so I stepped back a bit, putting a bit of distance between our parts. She blushed and rolled over away from me and onto her stomach, and I was worried that she felt disgusted about the whole thing. I really hoped I was wrong, but I couldn’t blame her if she felt disgusted about what had happened. She was my mother after all, regardless of what body she was in.

I opened my mouth to say something, but found that I couldn’t find the words. What was the appropriate thing to say after what we had just done with each other?

“Anon…we need to talk.” She said suddenly, her voice heavy.

I felt a knot in my stomach at those words, but I could do nothing but wait for the hammer to fall.

“O-okay…” I said uncertainly.

She turned around to face me, still lying on her stomach. There was another long silence between us as she tried to put together her thoughts.

“Do you know why I let you touch me?” She asked suddenly, looking up at me.

“Uhhh…no.” I said truthfully.

She averted her gaze in embarrassment.

“Nobody’s found me attractive in a long time.” She said, sighing deeply. “I’m 45 and past my prime and no man even looks at me anymore. It’s been so long since I got attention from a man, and it felt so good to see you lust after my body, even though it’s not really my body.”

“I see.” I said, my eyes widening in realization.

“But you’re my son, Anon.” She said, continuing where she left off. “I…I don’t think I can see past that.”

There was a moment of silence between us.

“That’s okay, mom.” I finally said, not wanting her to feel bad about it. “We’ll get through this.”

She looked at me in sympathy, cocking her head to the side.

“I know you’re attracted to me, Anon, but I’m still your mother.” She said. “It may not look like it when I’m in this body, but I am.”

“I know, mom.” I said dejectedly. “Like I said, it’s okay.”

She looked over to the clock worriedly.

“Don’t you have an appointment in like 5 minutes?” She asked.

I looked over at the clock as well. Sure as shit, I did.

“Fuck.” I said, groaning. “I’m sorry, mom, but I gotta go.”

“I’ll be here.” She said, rolling over onto her back on the bed.

It took everything I had not to stare at her mare bits as I grabbed the remote, turning on the TV for her. I made a quick exit afterwards, glad that I had an excuse to leave. Things were going to be a little awkward between us from now on…