Trixie Lulamoon: The Gravid and Powerful
It's a chilly winter morning in Canterlot City, and you find yourself watching television. There's nothing particularly good on, so you just channel surf to kill some time. A faint shuffling noise grabs your attention, and you turn slightly to see your wife, Trixie, drowsily walking into the living room as she covers herself with the comforter from your bed. She yawns and stretches, then loses her grip on the fabric, completely revealing herself.
Trixie is wearing a dark blue sweater with her cutie mark emblazoned near her left shoulder. Her grey sweatpants are rather ill-equipped in her current state, as her heavily pregnant belly sticks out.
You sigh happily at the sight.
You and Trixie were rival street magicians who frequented the same corner of Canterlot City. At first you were at each other's throats, then decided to do a collaboration together once you both realized how much attention you were getting. Several shows later, you and Trixie became an item. Time passed, and you both found yourselves deeply in love with one another. You married within three years.
One day, you returned home to see Trixie sitting on the couch. She motioned you over, and you sat down next to her. "Honey," she said, "Do you know what the ultimate magic trick is?"
You smirked. "Are you talking about the night we both made our virginities disappear?"
Trixie snorted and lightly punched you. "No, you smartass!" She sighed happily. "The ultimate magic trick just also happens to be the longest one to perform."
"Really? How long?"
Trixie blushed. "...Nine months."
Your eyes widened. "Wait... are you saying..."
Trixie nodded. "We're going to have a little assistant. I'm pregnant!"
You put a hand to Trixie's stomach as a tear fell from your cheek. She put her hand on top of yours and rubbed it gently. "I love you," you whispered as you looked back up at her.
Trixie ran her other hand through your hair. "I love you, too."
Over the following months, your love for each other grew along with the child Trixie was carrying. You settled on two names. Razzmatazz if it's a boy, and Razzle Dazzle if it's a girl. Either way, you're going to nickname it Razzaroo.
"Shit," Trixie mutters as she realizes she dropped the comforter.
"I've got this, hon," you say as you get up off the couch. You pick the comforter up off the floor, then take Trixie by the hand. "Don't want you to get cold, now." You both walk over to the couch. You lay down first, then Trixie lays in front of you as you take the comforter and drape it over the both of you. "Better," you ask as you caress her cheek.
Trixie smiles. "Much," she says, then pecks you on the lips.
You rest your head on Trixie's shoulder with a happy sigh, enjoying the warmth of the moment as you gently place your hands on her round midsection.
Trixie smiles and snakes one hand under yours and rubs her belly. Her other hand lies on top of yours, and you lace your fingers with hers. You sigh happily as you feel the soft warmth of her baby bump and gently touch foreheads with your wife.
You peck Trixie on the lips, and you feel a stirring from within. You kiss her again, a little longer than the last. Another kiss, a little harder than the last. With your next kiss, you open your mouth and end it quickly with a wet smacking noise.
Trixie gazes at you lovingly, then gasps as you feel a light tap just under your hand. You scoot down to her pregnant belly and lift her sweater up, then lower her sweatpants, fulling baring it. You gently rest your head on her gravid abdomen as she gently runs a hand through your hair.
Razzaroo kicks near your face, and you gently rub the spot as you peck Trixie's round midsection. She hums in appreciation as she strokes your hair. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say my belly is turning you on," she says teasingly as you continue to run your hands around her baby bump.
You snort. Trixie's known about your fetish ever since she saw you ogling heavily pregnant women on the street during one of your performances. "While that's true," you say before kissing her belly again, "you are turning me on, too."
Trixie giggles. "Don't get too horny, love. Save it for when the sun goes down."
You raise an eyebrow. "Oh? What do you have in store," you ask as you scoot back up to her.
"You'll just have to wait and see." Trixie pecks you on the lips.
"I guess I will," you say softly as you gaze into her eyes. "What do you want for breakfast?"
As you return from the kitchen with Trixie's breakfast, you hear a snore. You walk into the living room to find her fast asleep.
You walk over to Trixie and drape another blanket over her, then grab a pen and paper and write a note.
Breakfast's in the microwave when you wake up. Love you!
You grab a piece of tape, then tape the note somewhere you know Trixie will see it. With a satisfied nod, you return to the kitchen and put her breakfast in the microwave, then make your own.
Some time later, after you've eaten breakfast and cleaned up after yourself, you jump into the shower. Hot water cascades down your back, and you sigh happily. You are living the dream right now. A beautiful wife, a kid on the way... what more could you possibly ask for?
Time passes, and you're just about to turn the water off when you hear the door open. "Room for two more," Trixie asks as she closes the door behind herself.
"Always," you say as you turn the water heat down a bit. Your member begins to perk up at the thought of seeing Trixie naked and pregnant.
Trixie carefully enters the shower and holds you close. "Thanks for the breakfast, hon," she says, then pecks you on the cheek as her pregnant belly rubs against your back.
"I can't believe you ate it so quickly," you say as you turn around to face her.
"What can I say," Trixie says as she puts her hands on her baby bump. "I'm eating for two, after all." She gently runs her hands around her round midsection with a smile.
"Yeah," you say softly. "I know." You get behind her and peck her on the lips, then rest your head on her shoulder to get a good view of her engorged breasts and gravid abdomen.
"Do you know what day it is today," Trixie asks as she reaches behind herself and caresses your cheek.
You gently run your hand over Trixie's neck, and she shudders and giggles. "It's Wednesday, isn't it?"
Trixie smiles and rolls her eyes. "Yes, that's true, but that's not the right answer." She takes your hands and directs them to her pregnant belly.
Your cock twitches as your hands glide around Trixie's warm and soft belly. Within moments, your realize the right answer. "Oh, wow," you say as your eyes widen slightly. "Today's your due date..."
Trixie nods as she raises her hands and runs them through your hair. "Not much longer," she whispers, then pecks you on the lips.
You kiss her back, only longer. She returns the kiss by opening her mouth and your tongues dance together in this intimate moment. One kiss after another as your heart speeds up. After a few minutes of making out and belly rubbing, Trixie gazes at you seductively. "Remember... just wait until the sun goes down."
You and Trixie get out of the shower together, and she hisses through her teeth. She takes you by the hand and holds it tightly.
"You okay, hon?"
"Yeah," Trixie says with a strained voice. "Just... just a contraction." She puts her other hand on her belly and moves around as she does her breathing.
You gently run your thumb up and down the back of Trixie's hand, following her until she stops with a long exhale. "God, I hate those," she says.
"Anything I can do?"
Trixie smirks. "Yeah," she says softly. "You can rub my pregnant belly, just to see if it's still hard." She backs into you with a happy sigh. "And don't forget to kiss it to make it all better," she whispers before nibbling your ear.
"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you love it when I do this," you say as you gently glide your hands around her gravid abdomen.
Trixie cups your chin. "I love you," she says, then gives you a deep and passionate kiss.
Your cock hardens rapidly as your tongue dances with Trixie's. You're not sure how much more teasing you can take from her!
You break the kiss, then get in front of Trixie and kiss her belly. "Better?"
Trixie smiles alluringly. "For now." She runs a hand through your hair, and you stand up.
"So what now," you ask. "We've still got some time to kill."
"Hmm." Trixie scratches her chin in thought. "What about that one movie we said we wanted to watch?"
You and Trixie return home from the movie, and Trixie sniffles. "That was the saddest movie I've seen in years..."
You'd be inclined to agree. You had shed a few tears yourself, and the ending had left you a little depressed.
Trixie takes her coat off and hangs it. "Can you hold me for a while?"
"Of course, hon." That ending must've really gotten to her.
Trixie waddles to you, and you wrap your arms around her. The warmth of her soft baby bump calms you as you run a hand through her hair.
"I love you," Trixie whispers.
"I love you too, Trix."
A few moments pass, and Trixie breaks the hug. "What're we doing for lunch?"
After lunch, you can't help but stare out your living room window as snow begins falling. Trixie walks up behind you and massages your shoulders. "Hon, I'm feeling a little tired. I'm going to lay down in our room."
You nod with a happy sigh.
"Wake me up if you need anything."
"Of course, babe." You peck Trixie on the lips, and watch as she leaves.
Time passes, and the sun goes down. Within moments, Trixie calls your name in an alluring singsong tone that makes you shudder with anticipation. With great anticipation, you sprint into your room.
"Close the door behind you," Trixie says.
You shut the door, then hear the sound of a finger snapping. Right before your eyes, a multitude of candles placed around your room light up, setting up a sensual atmosphere. It doesn't take you long to find your wife, and the sight before you drives you mad with lust.
Trixie is on your bed and naked, posing seductively. Sitting next to her is a bottle of body oil. "Hey there, baby," she says huskily. "Wanna rub my great and powerful belly?"
You barely manage to make a squeaking noise as you watch Trixie slowly lift the bottle and pour a generous amount on the top of her gravid abdomen. "Well," she says with her eyes half-lidded. "I'm waiting..."
You shoot over to your bed, taking off your clothes along the way. You sit right behind Trixie, then run your hands around her baby bump, spreading the oil as she sighs. "Make sure you don't miss a spot," she says as she caresses your thighs.
Your room remains silent as Trixie rests her head on your shoulder. "Don't forget the tits, hon," she smiles alluringly. "They need love, too." She pecks you on the lips.
You grin, then slowly move your hands up Trixie's round midsection as you savor the moment. Your cock is at full mast now. You reach her breasts, then massage them.
Trixie gasps, then moans your name out. "Oh god... this feels way better than I thought it would..." She leans over to you and opens her mouth. You lean into her, and your lips connect.
Trixie moans into your mouth as your tongues lash and scrape. One kiss becomes another. And another. And another.
The next kiss is broken, and you realize that Trixie's boobs and round midsection are still glistening with the oil. You give her a confused expression.
Trixie giggles. "I hope you're hungry..." she says as she picks up the bottle, then turns it around.
Goddess of Love Brand Edible Oil: Cinnamon Flavor
"...because you're gonna have dessert before dinner."
"Holy shit," you say breathily.
Trixie grins widely. "Bon appetit, sweetie!"
You lower yourself down to Trixie's pregnant belly, then kiss it. You immediately give into your carnal desires, and slowly lick her baby bump as you rub it. She sighs contentedly and gently strokes your hair until you reach her breasts. You lick and kiss her nipples, causing her to spasm and hold you tightly.
With a grin and without warning, you shove your pointer finger into Trixie's love canal as you tend to her boobs. She gasps, then moans in response. You slowly drag your tongue upwards as you pump your digit inside her, and Trixie moans out your name as she throws her head back.
You add another finger as you peck a trail of kisses up to her neck and suck hard. Trixie yelps and bucks her hips instinctively. "Cum for me, baby," you whisper in her ear as you add another finger into the mix.
"Ooooh, god..." Trixie arches her back and lets out an impassioned cry as an intense orgasm gushes from her pussy. You continue fingering her until she sighs. "That was incredible..."
Fueled by lust, you scoot behind her and lift her above your rock-hard member, then slowly impale her.
"Ohh, shit," Trixie moans out as you hilt her.
"You've been teasing me all day, hon... I gotta pump you full now." You put you hands on her round midsection and rub it as you fuck her. Unable to help yourself, you throw your head back with a moan of primal lust.
Trixie grabs your head and kisses you fiercely, lashing her tongue against yours in a quick kiss that starts an intense and passionate makeout session. She buries her hands in your hair and cries out as another climax causes her vaginal walls to quake.
"D... Don't stop," Trixie cries out just moments later. "I'm gonna cum again!"
You feel a tingling sensation build up, and you start panting.
"Keep rubbing my pregnant belly! It turns me on so much..." Trixie trails off, then jerks in fits and starts.
Trixie's third orgasm pushes you over the edge, and you scream as you fire your jizz inside her like a gatling gun. Pump after pump after pump, you whimper in relief, then sag as you try to catch your breath.
Trixie moans softly. "That was amazing, hon... but sometimes three orgasms isn't nearly enough." She caresses your cheek, then detaches from your still hard cock. Your mixed bodily fluids leak out of her womanhood as she turns around to face you.
"Oh, I'm just getting started, Trix," you say, then catch her off guard as you swiftly position and impale her. She cries out, then gyrates as she licks her lips.
"Perfect," Trixie says huskily as she bounces on your cock. Her enlarged breasts jiggle as she gives you a sultry look. "I'm so fucking horny right now... I want your cum so badly!"
Trixie's dirty talk is unparalleled. Her voice and facial expressions have always enhanced sex greatly!
"I'm so big and heavily pregnant," she says between moans as she rubs her belly. "My pussy is so sensitive..." She trails off as she furiously plays with her clit, then throws her head back. "Oh... ooooh... I'm gonna cum hard, I can feel it..." She screams and locks up as her sweat glistens from the outdoor lights of the city.
You barely survive Trixie's incredible orgasm as your second begins to build up.
"F-Fuck," Trixie moans out. "That... oh... oooh shit..." she cums again and shudders violently. "Don't stop fucking, babe, I can feel another... building f-fffuck!"
Trixie's never been this orgasmic before, and the thought pushes you over the edge, causing you to blow a massive load inside her. She cries out as yet another climax hits her, then goes limp after thirty euphoric seconds.
Trixie detaches and crawls over to you, then lays on her side and falls asleep almost immediately.
You shake your head and smile, then sit and sigh as you watch the woman you soothed while she suffered from pregnancy sickness. The woman you held when she became emotional due to hormones. The woman who you've massaged many times to help soothe her aching muscles. You've gone on sudden craving errands for her. You've sacrificed your own comfort for her and the baby.
Someday soon, you'll drive her to the hospital. Hold her hand and support her as she suffers through labor. Then finally, hold your newborn child with her.
A tear falls from your eye, and you feel like the luckiest man alive.
"Sleep well, love," you say as you peck her on the cheek. You reach around Trixie and cradle her pregnant belly, then fall asleep next to her.
