It was raining hard tonight in Equestria.
A blue-and-pink maned mare, soaked to the bone, pushed open a large, ornate door, and fell through the threshold. She stumbled into the small, white room before her, bumping into a potted plant thanks to the damp hair matted in front of her eyes, impairing her vision.
“H-hello?” The pony sputtered, her teeth chattering from the cold rainwater. “Is a-anypony there?”
A warm cloth brushed the hair from her eyes, revealing a smiling, blue unicorn mare wearing a nurse’s uniform standing before her.
“You poor thing.” The unicorn murmured. “Have you been walking since the rain began?” She began magically drying the wet pony with the cloth.
“Y-yes.”
“What’s your name, dear?”
“I’m B-bon-Bon, and this is Ly-” Bon-Bon looked behind her, and seeing nopony there, frowned. “L-lyra!” She said loudly. “C-come in out of the rain!”
Lyra stepped through the door, smiling at Bon-Bon guiltily. “Sorry.” The cyan unicorn apologized. “It’s just…”
“I know, I know, you like the rain.” Bon-Bon grumbled. “You are so weird sometimes.”
The blue unicorn giggled at the exchange, and having finished drying Bon-Bon, moved on to Lyra. “I welcome you both, Miss Bon-Bon and Miss Lyra. My name is Phrodite (She pronounced it Fro-dite-ee), and I will be assisting you during your stay here.”
“Hi.” Said Bon-Bon idly, and looked around the room. It was rather small, with most of the floor taken up by waiting benches (Lyra would have a field day with those), and what remained was occupied by a desk, presumably for Phrodite. A doorway next to the desk led to areas unknown. “Why isn’t there anyone else here?” Bon-Bon asked.
Phrodite finished drying off Lyra, who thanked her graciously. “Oh, there usually isn’t.” The blue unicorn answered. “All the benches are just in case there’s an unusually busy day, and only one staff member is needed.”
“Um, if I may ask…” Lyra began, kicking a bit of mud off her hoof, “Why are you located so… far out? I don’t mind the rain, but I’m sure Bonnie would have liked somewhere to stop and wait it out.” The pony in question grunted unhappily.
Phrodite laughed. “We get that question a lot. You see, we would very much like to be located closer to civilization, but there is a small but…unusually vocal group of ponies who believe the services we provide go against some sort of moral standard, even though we have received blessings from Princess Celestia herself.” She frowned. “Urban facilities have been met with a shocking amount of vandalism from this group.”
Worried expressions danced across the guests’ faces, and they instinctively moved closer together. “There… are really ponies like that?” Lyra murmured. Bon-Bon nuzzled her reassuringly.
“Indeed there are.” Phrodite said sadly. “We are fortunate that the majority of our fair lands are more sensible than they.” She paused, and then smiled warmly at the couple before her. “But we are here not because of hate, but because of love, am I correct?”
Lyra and Bon-Bon blushed deeply, looking at each other and then the floor.
“I’ll take that as a yes.” Laughed the blue unicorn. “Let me show you to your room.”
Bon-Bon and Lyra timidly followed her through the doorway next to the reception desk into a long hallway lined with numbered wooden doors. Phrodite pushed open the door marked “1” and motioned for them to enter. Bon-Bon went first, but stopped in the middle of the doorway, marveling at the room’s décor.
“Whoa…”
The walls were a light pink, and were covered by beautiful still-life paintings, mostly of flowers. An ornate wooden dresser sat in the corner, for ponies who fancied dressing up. A large, king-size bed stood in front of a large bay window, covered by fluffy pink pillows and a lush, crimson comforter.
“C’mon, Bonnie!” Lyra gave her a gentle but eager push. “I wanna see too!”
“Sorry.” Said Bon-Bon sheepishly, and stepped into the room so Lyra could enter. Her reaction was similar to Bon-Bon’s.
“It’s the ultimate love cave!” Lyra marveled, leaping onto the bed. “Wow, this is comfy!” She sat down in the strange little way she always did, with her back legs draped over the edge of the bed.
“That’s… an interesting position, Miss Lyra.” Phrodite said quizzically.
“What? It’s comfy.” Lyra frowned. “Doesn’t ANYPONY else sit like this?”
Bon-Bon giggled and laid down next to her. “Nope.” She said, and kissed her on the cheek. “Only you, Hon.”
Phrodite smiled. They were a cute couple. “It’s getting rather late, so we should get started.”
“Um… You’re not going to be here while we… do it, are you?” Lyra blushed.
“Oh, no.” The other unicorn laughed. “I’m just here to cast the spell, and then I’ll leave you on your own. But I need you to answer some questions so I can tailor the spell to your needs. First, is this session for recreational or reproductive purposes?”
The other two mares paused, embarrassed. Finally, Bon-Bon answered.
“…Reproductive.” She said meekly.
Phrodite smiled that warm smile of hers. “How wonderful!” She said. “And which one of you shall I cast the spell on?”
“Um… me.” Bon-Bon answered.
“Very well. And what size would you like, small, medium, or large? I recommend small for the first-”
“Medium.” Lyra said quickly. Bon-Bon grinned at her, and she blushed.
Phrodite laughed. “As you wish, Miss Lyra. Miss Bon-Bon, would you stand in front of me, please?”
Bon-Bon nervously obliged, glancing back at Lyra, who smiled encouragingly.
“Hold still, please.” Phrodite prompted, and closed her eyes, concentrating on her spell. Her horn began to glow with a pink-and-blue light, which soon began to arc toward Bon-Bon. The earth pony resisted the urge to back away, closing her eyes tightly. She vaguely heard Lyra murmuring encouraging words behind her. She felt a tingling feeling between her hind legs that soon evolved into an electric pleasure storm, her pussy shifting and writhing on its own. The feeling built and built until Bon-Bon had a miniature orgasm. She gasped loudly, and just like that, it was over.
She opened her eyes. Her crotch felt… heavier than usual, and something warm was bumping against her stomach. “Are you… is it done?”
Phrodite smiled. “It is, Miss Bon-Bon. You are free to use this room until ten o’clock tomorrow morning, at which point the spell will end and you are to leave the way you came. You should also know that with this form of the spell, conception is assured with any internal ejaculation, so there’s no need to worry that you won’t conceive. I will not bother you again, but you may bid me farewell when you leave tomorrow. Now, I think I should leave, as I see your wife- oh, I’m sorry- are you married?”
“Um, yes. We got married last week.”
“Ah. Anyway, I see your wife is quite eager to begin. Good luck!” With that, the unicorn exited the room and closed the door.
Bon-Bon looked back at Lyra and raised an eyebrow. “Eager to begin?”
Lyra blushed. “Um, I was kinda… eyeing… your new… equipment.” She motioned between Bon-Bon’s hind legs. The earth pony craned her neck and looked between her own legs. Indeed, a stallion’s feature of above-average size had appeared there, complete with two large balls hanging behind it. She smiled, and looked back at her wife. “Omigosh, it really is there!”
Lyra grinned back, and laid down in the middle of the bed, spreading her hind legs in an invitation. “Let’s hurry, we’ve only got the rest of the night!”
Bon-Bon laughed and leapt on top of her. “Rawr, Lyra, I’mma wreck that cute little pussy with my big stallion dick!” she said in a mock deep voice.
“Oh, no, Mr. Stallion, please don’t!” Lyra giggled. She felt Bon-Bon’s new penis land on her stomach. It was amazingly warm and heavy. “I don’t think… I could take it…”
She pulled Bon-Bon’s face to hers, and their lips met in a passionate kiss. Experienced in this field at least, the mares’ tongues danced around each other, coiling and licking at just the right times. Their hooves caressed each other’s bodies, stroking manes and flanks sensually. Occasionally Bon-Bon would gasp when Lyra would brush against her dick. These brushes became more and more frequent, and finally neither mare could stand it any longer. Their lips parted reluctantly.
“Bonnie… I want it… I want you inside me.” Lyra panted. “Please.”
“Oh, Lyra… Me too. I can’t believe we’re finally doing this…” Bon-Bon scooched backward clumsily and aligned the tip of her penis with Lyra’s glistening pussy. “You’re so wet, this’ll be easy…” she giggled nervously.
Neither pony moved or spoke for a moment. The only sound was the rain pitter-pattering against the windows.
“Bon-Bon.”
“Yes, Lyra?”
“Do you remember? It was raining the night I confessed my love to you.”
“I remember. I came to your house for shelter. You couldn’t practice, your lyre was broken.”
“You told me you loved me too.”
Bon-Bon smiled. “I did. I had for a while.”
“I love you so much, Bonnie.”
“I love you more.” With that, Bon-Bon leaned down, kissed her wife, and thrust her hips forward.
Lyra let out a low moan as Bon-Bon penetrated her. It felt… incredible. “Oh, Bonniiieee!” she squealed. “That feels SO GOOD!”
“Ohmigosh, Lyra… it’s so WARM inside you…” Bon-Bon mumbled. “I’m gunna start moving, okay?” Without waiting for an answer, the earth pony withdrew her hips and pushed forward again, eliciting a wail from Lyra.
“Oh, god, Bonnie, don’t stop doing that! Don’t ever stop!” Lyra wrapped all four of her legs around her wife, who thrust into her again. ”MMMMM I’M’UNNA CUUUUM…”
Bon-Bon felt Lyra’s pussy spasm and clench around her dick. “Ooooh, honey, don’t do that, I’m gunna cum too if you do that!”
“Ican’thelpit, Ican’thelpit!” Lyra gasped frantically, her hooves grabbing at Bon-Bon’s mane. “You’re soo good, Bonnie!” Bon-Bon was thrusting faster now. “I’m… I’mgunnacumagain! OOOOH!”
Lyra’s pussy clenched again, and this time, Bon-Bon couldn’t stop herself. She gasped as a torrent of warm cum blasted through her cock and into her wife’s waiting womb. Lyra pulled her close, kissing her deeply and letting out tiny moans every time Bon-Bon’s dick pulsed and spurted more wonderful cum inside her.
They kept kissing for a while after both their orgasms died down. Eventually Lyra withdrew her lips and spoke. “‘Conception assured.’ That’s what she said, right?”
“Yep.” Bon-Bon smiled and stroked Lyra’s belly. “We just made a foal.” She giggled. “I can’t wait to see your belly get big.”
Her wife laughed. “That’s such a weird fetish you have, Bonnie.” She paused. “Wanna do it again?”
“You bet.” Said Bon-Bon, but neither pony moved. Soon they were asleep in each others’ hooves.
“…uh, right. Reproductive.” Bon-Bon heard a familiar voice stammer as she exited the bedroom the next morning. Curious, she wandered into the reception area.
She was surprised to see Rainbow Dash, the weatherpony from back in Ponyville, talking to Phrodite and glancing anxiously around as if she was trying to hide something. Pinkie Pie bounced in circles around her excitedly. Noticing Bon-Bon, the pink pony screeched to a halt and waved cheerfully.
“Hiiiiii, Bon-Bon!” she called.
“Hello, Pinkie.” Bon-Bon said, amused. “Fancy seeing you here.”
Rainbow Dash’s face fell as she looked over at the commotion. “Oh, uh, hi, Bon-Bon!” She said nervously. “We’re just, uh, here to, um, look around. We’re… visiting.”
Pinkie Pie tilted her head at the rainbow-maned Pegasus, confused. “What are you talking about, Dashie? We’re here so we can make an itsy-bitsy baby pony in my tummy!” She poked her own stomach to illustrate her point.
Rainbow dash put her face in her hoof and groaned. “But SHE doesn’t have to know that!”
“Don’t worry, Rainbow, your secret is safe with us.” Lyra said slyly, walking up next to Bon-Bon. Rainbow Dash looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her whole.
“I don’t see why it has to be all hushie-hush- Everypony’s gonna find out anyway when my belly gets all big and preggy-weggy!” Pinkie Pie proclaimed cheerfully. She nuzzled Rainbow Dash lovingly. “Besides, it doesn’t matter who knows that Dashie is the pony Pinkie Pie loves more than anything in the whole universe!”
Rainbow Dash couldn’t help but smile. “You know what? You’re right, Pinkie!”
“Yay!”
“I love YOU too- and I don’t care who knows it!”
“Oh, don’t worry, everypony already knows.” Bon-Bon murmured quietly to Lyra, who giggled.
“C’mon, Pinkie Pie! Let’s go knock you up!” Rainbow Dash said, and trotted proudly through the doorway in the back.
“Whoopee!” Pinkie said, bouncing after her. “If we have a filly, we should name her Pinkie Dash! Or maybe Rainbow Pie! Or maybe…”
“Well, I should go get them started.” Phrodite mused. “You know, they’re almost as cute a couple as you two.” She winked at Bon-Bon and Lyra. “All six of you will be quite happy- I can feel it.” She smiled warmly, and followed Dash and Pinkie into the back.
“Well, I suppose it’s time to head home… MOM.” Bon-Bon teased, trotting toward the door.
Lyra gave her a playful shove and grinned. “Whatever you say, uh... OTHER MOM.”
