A New Life
Part

“PEEK A BOO!” Discord yelled which made Celestia, his mom, and his gathered sisters jump in fright. He didn’t give his wife any chance to recover as he hugged her tightly and licked her bald head before nibbling the base of her horn. “How’s my precious wife doing this fine day?”

“Plotting a few ways to murder you for scaring me like that again!” Celestia replied, but her anger was quickly forgotten as she glanced back and their lips met. “You’re lucky I love you so much, Dizzy.”

“Awww, Tia, you precious alicorn you,” Discord purred.

“Ehem,” Persephone cleared her throat, arms crossed and looking less than entirely amused.

“What? You’re expecting an apology? This is my house, thank you very much,” he said to his mother and sisters. “Oh, that reminds me, dad said he’s planning to take a trip to Saddle Arabia next month.”

Persephone sighed. “I think it’ll be best if we leave. It’s late and we were about to leave in any case,” she approached Discord and pinched one of his ears, making him wince in pain. “Scare me like that again and you can kiss my chocolate puddings goodbye,” she then pulled him closer and kissed his cheek. “Take care, Discord. Celestia.”

“Bye! Cya! Sayonara!” Her daughters said as they too followed their mother’s stride.

Once they were alone, Discord let go of Celestia. “Were you girls having fun, Baldlestia?”

“Oh, we were just chatting a little, Dizzy,” Celestia replied, unphased by the use of her other nickname. “How was work today?”

“Dazzling!” He replied, extending his arms. “The crowd absolutely loved me! I think I even managed to make the Emperor cry.”

Celestia giggled. She knew how much Discord loved his job, it had been her suggestion after all to give theatre a chance. She was a terrible actress, and that was putting it mildly. But Discord was a natural at it. When he first started, he absolutely crushed his auditions; the use of his powers made it even more impactful, not to coerce or anything of the sort, but thanks to them he was able to add ambient to it and a sense of realism that couldn’t be matched.

He was so good at it that he managed to get the lead role of the protagonist, a vampire, in one of the most culturally important and famous musicals in draconequus history. His entire family and several delegates, dignitaries, diplomats, and the Royal Family had come to see such a monumental performance. It wasn’t every day that a virtual God performed in a play, right? His performance left almost everyone in tears and the crowd refused to clap; giving him the highest praise of his people: a silent standing ovation.

Hades, his father, had cried tears of pure pride at seeing his son do such a magnificent job.

Shortly after that, he bought the terrain that, in ancient times, belonged to the Royal Family, but the Emperor and his family lived in the capital and the terrain had been abandoned for centuries. With his blessings, it was his now. A beautiful place, half-sequestered away in the outskirts of the village surrounded by cherry and green trees. Small ponds of crystal clear water were everywhere, inhabited by koi fish as they all lived in a subterranean, interconnected cavern system below them. Near them was a creek, filled with other kinds of fish and even magic spirits and sprites.

All in all, it was a little corner of paradise. His job surely gained him a lot of fame and more wealth than he could ever need or want. And what’s more, aside from his ability to pretty much create infinite wealth if he wished, he also owned precious things: collars, necklaces, diamonds, bracelets, and precious jewelry that rivaled that of the Royal Family’s heirloom.

Their home, one that was truly theirs, gave them all the privacy and space they needed to showcase their love. From mere cuddling, to doing dishes together, to simply lounging watching a movie or show. Their life was peaceful and enjoyable. And whenever the need stroke to do something daring, a simple snap of his fingers was enough to transport them to somewhere else to let the itching die out before returning home.

Who knew Ogres and Oubliettes could be so thrilling?

“Mmmmm, smells so good, Tia,” he proclaimed, having moved to her rear without her noticing. He sniffed against her cleaned nethers. “Oh yeah, smells like me alright. Everyone knows you’re my wife.”

“As it should be,” replied Celestia, happy and proud to say it. “You know, Persephone and your sisters and some of my friends say they are envious how I always carry your scent like a delicate coat of perfume; never too rough, but always present. They say their nethers also smell like that, but only up close.”

“While yours up close smells like freshly creampied musk,” he said without an ounce of shame as he used his fingers to spread her pussy and anus to see her clean insides. He gave her three kisses; one in her clit, one in her opening, and one across her anus. Then, he moved back up to capture her lips. They delighted for several minutes in the embrace and closeness they shared; their tongues dancing, lips pressing against the other; a dance they were now familiar with and carried out to perfection.

Celestia broke the kiss and teleported herself out of her husband’s grasp. “Dearest husband of mine, would you accompany me for a stroll through the woodlands?” She said, quoting a line from the musical Discord performed on.

“Why, it would be my utmost pleasure to safeguard such a splendid and dutiful lady,” he replied in a suave tone as he performed a bow.

Celestia fawned herself at the romantic side of her husband before going upstairs to refresh herself a little. As she turned to head for the bathroom, she swayed her hips with vigor and tantalizing beauty; letting her Dizzy enjoy the full view of her exposed marehood and puffy rear hole.

After a few minutes of making sure she was properly presentable, reapplying some makeup since she didn’t use that much, only enough to punctuate her natural beauty, though she did apply a second coating of lipstick, just for the extra allure. The pinch of mascara, a touch of eyeliner, a thin coating of pink eyeshadow, a smudge of jade water on her head to make her fur shine a little more and look fresh, and some polish on her horn was all she needed. With a final application of just a hint of rosemary perfume, she was ready. Celestia came back and the two of them set out for their stroll through the zen garden of their home and all it had to offer.

The walk through their garden was peaceful; even Discord had to admit it was a nice place where his normal chaotic nature could rest even if just a little. During their walk they spent most of their time in silence, simply enjoying the company of the other. Discord stood straight and proud next to his wife, while Celestia was all smiles as she walked with a tantalizing sway on her hips; her tail raised and poised to reveal as much of her pussy and tail hole as possible. After walking past their garden and property, the couple made their way to the village’s center. As they walked, they greeted or waved at other couples walking by or having a date. Wherever she looked, Celestia found does presenting their nethers to the world while the children played fully clothed.

“You know,” she began as she pressed a flank against Discord’s arm. Her husband didn’t miss his chance and quickly hugged her bottom with a hand squeezing her openly. “I’ve never felt more liberated in my life before. It’s like I received something I never knew I needed until I got it. This freedom to simply be and not really care about what others may think of me because there is nothing to backtalk against, it is the best feeling in the world.”

“And getting complimented about how beautiful you are is just a bonus, I suppose?” He asked playfully, his hand squeezing her round ass fitfully.

“Not even a bonus. Sure, receiving the compliments of others on how good my vagina and asshole look like are nice. But the only opinions I really care about are yours and mine,” she let out a content sigh as they reached the park. Quickly, they found an empty bench and sat there.

“You’ve changed quite a bit, Tia. Well, no, nope. Not really, not changed. You simply feel free, don’t you?” Discord inquired.

“Like you cannot imagine!” She said, loudly. “Not only is draconequus culture so liberating and fascinating, but ever since you shaved me and left me with nothing else to hide, I’ve been growing in confidence and appreciation about those around me and myself. I learned to be happy with who and what I am and how beautiful my body really is. I think that is the lesson the Goddess wants all females to understand.”

Discord nodded. “I think so too, my beloved Tia.”

Celestia inhaled deeply before sighing in satisfaction. “Being part of the draconequus society is the best thing that’s ever--”

“Eherm.”

“--second best thing that’s ever happened to me,” she said with a wide smile. As she leaned on her husband’s shoulder, she looked to the sky and saw. “Are those phoenixes?” Seeing them closer as they chirped and squawked, she immediately recognized one of them. “Philomena!”

At the mention of her name, the phoenix made her way down to meet Celestia. The alicorn hugged her lifetime friend and she returned the gesture by nuzzling the white pony. When they were done, she began to chirp and squawk.

“Really?” Celestia inquired before a slightly larger phoenix, a male, landed next to Philomena and nuzzled her, making the poor chick blush. The male chirped and Philomena squawked now and again, sometimes making her blush or try to hide behind her wings. The alicorn, for her part, was all smiles and joy; acting more like an excited mother. “Ohmygosh!” She cried. “Congratulations to both of you! Have a nice day!” And with that, the two phoenixes flew away.

“Okay, what was that all about?” Discord asked. “My Phoenixtine is quite rusty.”

“She said that she found a mate! And not only that, but she’s also the mate of the leader of the Phoenix tribe! They are waiting on their first clutch!” Celestia said on the verge of tears. “I’m so happy for my little girl.”

“If that’s the case, then I’m happy too. I may not know her, but if she’s your friend and is happy, well, all’s well that ends well, right?” He said, shrugging but smiling at the two departing phoenixes. “Speaking of which, there’s going to be a big family dinner coming up and we’re invited to come.”

Celestia tilted her head. “Aren’t family dinners usually open for the family?”

“Yes, but not here. You have to get invited, it is a formality and a tradition. You can go uninvited, but it would both shame you for attending uninvited and your family for forgetting about not inviting you. Of course, there are feuds within some families and all that stuff, though they are rare these days. Dad also suggested we, and by we he meant I, should be spending more time with my siblings to foster better relationships between us. Apparently, I’m a celebrity now,” he ended with a chuckle.

Celestia kissed his cheek. “Even if you weren’t an actor, you’re still the God of Chaos, Lord of Mischief, and the Number One Prankster. All your sisters are amazed by your power, and so are your brothers and parents, Dizzy,” she then smiled devilishly. “I wonder if they’ll be interested in parachuting or skydiving? That reminds me, I must contact Twilight Velvet for some fun! We’ve become good thrill-seeking partners, you know?”

“...I will pay whatever price there is to see my siblings scream at the top of their lungs,” he agreed with a wide, near sadistic smile. Then, he closed his eyes and his expression relaxed. “How are things going on in Equestria? Twilight’s not burned the whole country down yet, right?”

“She’s doing an outstanding job, actually. Luna moved out of Silver Shoals and moved somewhere else, she’s still searching where to settle in. She can come to visit us anytime she wants, though. She told me the Emperor gave her permission and the access point to enter the country,” tapping her chin as she searched through her memories, she continued. “Cadance and Shining are as busy as ever, while Flurry is proving to be a little troublemaker. Spike is doing his job perfectly, and the bearers are fine, too.”

“What about Blueblood?”

“Still the same stallion-colt he is, sadly,” she said in disappointment. “Some things never change, I’m afraid.”

“I can always, you know, ‘encourage’ him into a proper way?” He offered, making an encompassing gesture with a hand.

“That won’t be necessary,” she assured. “For all his faults, he is quite helpful and the one responsible for putting the more rowdy nobles back on track. He’s actually been pretty helpful to Twilight in that regard,” she sighed, defeatedly. “I just wish he could act like a proper Royal.”

“Speaking of acting, dear husband of mine,” she began, nudging his stomach and waggling her eyebrows. “Can I mention just how much I love your acting skills? Your performance was breathtaking. I’ve never seen a theatre go silent as the audience cried like that before. When you delivered your death-speech, it was truly a work of art.”

“Nonsense my beloved wife, if not for your encouraging words I would’ve never even considered doing something as mundane as ‘working’. But, I do have to admit it was incredibly fun!” He replied with a cheeky smile. “But what about you? Why don’t you try your hoof at it?”

Celestia’s eyes widened, a flash of her horrible, terrible performance a few years ago still fresh on her mind. “Oh no, not me. I love theatre and most of all the camaraderie! I could work but only in the backstage or as moral support or as an aide, but never in an acting role. I was positively dreadful, dear.”

“Oh, come on, how bad can you really be?” Discord asked.

“I couldn’t play myself, for Faust’s sake,” she admitted as she face-hoofed.

“Ouch,” Discord snickered. “Okay, tell you what, if you give it a chance, I’ll help you out and teach you acting lessons. I am the best actor in the whole of Equis, if I must say so myself. Besides, it’s every husband’s duty to make sure his wife is happy and to be supportive, right?”

“If you are willing to teach me, then I accept, Dizzy,” she sighed happily as they cuddled together. As they enjoyed the view and the peace of the park, the eyes of the married couple fell upon three children playing together. They were playing tag and other games with a ball. It wasn’t until a group of draconequus’ approached that the kids stopped and rushed to their parents. They watched as the parents hugged their children lovingly and warmly for a few seconds before heading towards their homes.

“I never saw myself as a father,” Discord began. “But now that we’re married, I made amends with my family, and I settled down… I think I may want children, too,” he shook his head. “I could easily make you able to conceive… but I don’t want magic to influence that. I know we draconequus’ are part pony and part dragon, and they can pretty much impregnate anything that moves, but between us? I’m not so sure, Tia.”

Celesia smiled, tears forming in her eyes. “I invited you out for a walk to do more than just spend time together, Dizzy. I… I have something to tell you. I haven’t told anyone yet,” she took a deep breath while watching the slightly confused expression of her husband. “You know that alicorns embody the traits of all pony races, right? It is a popular belief that it only means Pegasi, Earth Ponies, and Unicorns. But that also includes the other small populations, like Thestrals and Crystal Ponies.”

Discord nodded.

Celestia stammered, playing with her forehooves. “W-Well, uhmm, it also means we pretty much enhance every trait, too,” she blushed and gave him a timid smile. “Including fertility.”

“...I’m going to be a dad?” He asked dryly, devoid of emotion.

“Yes!” She cheered, tears falling from her eyes.

A moment later, Discord’s eyes went white and his entire body fractured into thousands of puzzle pieces. A moment later, he fell apart like an unstable tower of Jenga. Celestia giggled at his reaction despite her tears still falling down her cheeks. Suddenly, the pieces came together and Discord was reformed.

“I’m going to be a dad!?”

“You’re going to be a dad!”

He rushed to embrace his wife. “I’m going to be a dad!” He shouted again before teleporting in a flash of light.

The first thing Celestia saw and heard after reappearing was a panicked group of draconequus’ yelping in fright at the sudden intrusion of the couple.

“Discord, what did I tell you--!”

Persephone started but was cut off by Discord multiplying his heads like a hydra before yelling. “I’m going to be a dad!”

What followed was an onslaught that lasted for half an hour until everybody had calmed down to speak normally. All of the present siblings of Discord, his parents, and his present nephews and nieces congratulated him on his future fatherhood. While Celestia was heralded and praised for her dedication and love to start a family of her very own. Once everyone was calm enough, Persephone took the lead.

“I can’t believe my eldest son is going to give me a grandbaby!” She cheered one last time before she sat next to Hades, both of them sitting across a small table in front of Celestia and Discord. “Alright, I won’t dance around the subject. Celestia, draconequus tradition highly encourages home births, but for the first one, a hospital birth is required by Imperial law.”

Celestia nodded. “Equestria has a similar rule regarding the firstborn. I assume it is to make sure the safety of the child and mother and see how dangerous it is for the mother to birth more children after the first one?”

Hades nodded. “Indeed it is. This has saved a lot of lives, but after security and certainty are achieved, then the next children are highly encouraged to be home birthed. This is because most babies find it easy to attach to familiar surroundings and that makes them healthier and they tend to grow a little bit faster.”

“Not to mention they begin harboring a profound union towards the family home and the rest of their family, some call it the Whisper of the God imparting his knowledge to the young ones,” Persephone added. “But most importantly, since a home will be charged with a background smell of its parents, it will grow up understanding who they are and what his role in the family is, which is a bonus.”

Hades nodded. “But be ready, you two. I have no idea what you should expect. Celestia, you’re an alicorn, and Discord is, well, Discord. What that combination can create is anyone’s guess. Draconequus pregnancies are crazy enough as they are. Yours? All I can say is that you should be ready for anything. Literally.”

“I don't know much about pony pregnancy phases, but we draconequus’ tend to be incredibly hungry,” one of Discord’s sisters said.

Tilting her head, Celestia asked. “How hungry?”

“Very,” Persephone replied. “We will try to eat anything that can be eaten, even things that can’t be eaten, and when we do eat, it’s never enough to stave off the hunger.”

Hades leaned in, his expression serious while the bucks that had gone through that experience looked away, or froze on the spot as if they were remembering a traumatic event. “No matter what she says or does. No matter how much she complains or tries to blackmail you. No matter the promises she makes or tries to sweet talk you into giving her more food, you must never do it. Ever. You have to make sure she eats just enough to stay healthy, but no more than that.”

“And not just that,” one of his brothers interjected. “As if craziness wasn’t enough, she’ll also experience cramps.”

“Nausea.”

“Hypersensitivity.”

“She’ll pee more, often discharging stinky froth as her body purges the excess of nutrients.”

“Extreme fatigue.”

“Get ready for eight-hours long conversations at night about how much she hates you for not giving her food but loves you because you care for her. Almost daily.”

“Not to mention her backside will get incredibly stinky, not just from the pee, but also from a hormonal overload,” Hades finished, his sons and him shuddering in fear.

Celestia and Discord merely stared at them in disbelief. They glanced at Persephone, who merely gave them a sad, tired nod.

“But don’t worry, my son. We’ll help you as much as we can,” Hades promised as he hugged his wife close.

“Pfft,” Discord scoffed. “Please, how bad can it really be?”

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“I want to kill myseeeeeeeeelf…” Discord moaned tiredly, spaghetting his way onto a couch in order to rest. “This is it… this is my punishment for all the pranks I’ve caused. The Gods are real and they hate meeeeeeee…”

Oh, sure. It all started nice and easy! A few days after the announcement, the baby shower took place and everything was nice and dandy. Gifts showered, good wishes were passed, and his father and brothers gave him their spiritual support. What a fool he had been for dismissing their warning as an exaggeration.

Then came the blessing ceremony at the shrine. It had been a calm, quick affair. The Elder blessed them, especially Celestia, with the touch of the Goddess for support and for the birth of a healthy child. Compared to the previous rituals, this one took less than ten minutes as it was more or less a tradition of formality. He could still remember how excited he was at the prospect of being a father! All those promises and encouraging words they both said about how much they desired to be parents and how they’d be great to their future child and those that would surely follow if everything went right!

Then… then the real changes began. Just a couple of weeks after the blessing at the shrine, Celestia started to be constantly nauseous until it reached a point she could barely function due to needing to vomit every so often. Coupled with that, her rear had truly become stinkier with the fermented scent of pregnancy usually common among the does. Mares didn’t experience such a development, not at the level Celestia was showing. Being pregnant with his child probably had something to do with her increased musk; gaining normal draconequus doe traits, amplified by the nature of being an alicorn.

His dad, bless his heart, had shown him several tricks and tips when dealing with a pregnant doe, though not everything applied to Celestia (her being an alicorn complicated things a bit, after all), but it was enough and it worked. He had become his wife’s caretaker slowly but surely, and his favorite activity was bathing his beloved wife. Not because that would make her bottom stink any less, she merely found it relaxing and helped with her constant nausea. He didn’ mind the smell at all, in fact, he liked it quite a lot.

But what followed after that? Pure. Pain.

As her belly started to show signs of her pregnancy and slowly a bulge started to emerge, Celestia’s appetite increased with it. At first, Discord paid it no mind when she started to make double rations for her to eat. He personally found it adorable. Then, her tiny slice of cake for dessert doubled in size. Then, it tripled. Then it was quickly half a cake. Her meals turned into a constant present thing in her day to day life, soon she was eating seven portions all by herself.

And she was still hungry.

That was the moment Discord knew the warnings were not exaggerated. He had to enchant the kitchen and the house in a bubble of anti-teleportation to prevent her from gorging herself with food and snacks. What was worse, despite Persephone helping Celestia to calm down and reel in her hunger impulses, was that her mood swings were apocalyptic.

She would be fine one moment, then the next she’d be a sobering mess. The cramps didn’t help as she, in true pony fashion, experienced her nethers swelling up; her anus, pussy, and teats. The hypersensitivity was worse, he couldn’t touch her without causing her some form of pain, her constant and shifting emotional mood swings were next to unpredictable, she suffered from random magical discharges, and she had spontaneous rage outbursts.

“I want to be stone agaaaaaaain…” He groaned as he remembered that particular event unfolding. He had made one tiny little comment meant to be endearing saying that it looked like their child was growing nicely.

“ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT!?”

Her scream scared the living daylights out of him, and he knew what terror was a moment after that when she charged at him in a fit of berserker fury. He had never, ever in his life once thought that he’d one day be tossed around like a wet rag doll, unable to move as she created a new mane and tail out of literal solar plasma and her horn burned with intense magic strength. She slammed him for a good five minutes all over the house, screaming at the top of her lungs how she’s going to castrate him and feed his sorry ass to the sharks once she’s done kicking it into oblivion for making her fat.

She made him experience the rather unique sensation of being strangled with his own arms, though.

“You did this to me, you beast! Now look at me! I SAID LOOK AT ME! I’m a disgusting fat whale all because I let you stick your dick inside me! Thousands of years of maintaining my figure ruined because of you! I’m going to kill you and then EAT the corpse, maybe then you’ll experience what it’s like to be a fat flank mare!”

Discord shuddered at the memory. Thankfully for him, his silver tongue remained as sharp as ever and a quick confession of his love, of how he loved her even more now that she was carrying their child, the product of their love, and that no matter what he’ll always stand by her side saved his life.

Immediately after saying that, her anger vanished. She realized what she was doing and let him go, falling onto the floor as he gasped for precious air. Air that was punched out of his lungs again by Celestia now hugging him so hard his nonexistent bones shattered under the pressure. She cried and begged him to forgive her for nearly choking him to death, completely forgetting the previous thrashing she’d delivered onto him prior to his choking.

He, of course, being the lovable, merciful, and ever understanding husband that he was, hugged her back and said it was his fault in the first place for being so careless. His father, bless his heart again, gave him some more tips to deal with death-defying mood swings. Namely speaking, massages.

While they didn’t prevent the mood swings, it sure as Tartarus made them survivable.

“Who would’ve guessed that immortality could make you glad and sad to be alive at the same time for the exact same reason?” He whispered as he popped a joint. “The bruises of my bruises are developing bruises in the bruises of their bruises!”

Although, he figured out (after he crawled for help and asked Cadance for help) that grooming would help a lot. And so, he did. And he made damn sure to be as thorough as possible, to the point of creating copies of himself just to make sure his wife was satisfied. He groomed her all over, focusing primarily on her head, tail, and stinky rump.

Now that had done the trick to bring her mood swings to a manageable level and end with only a purple eye or a bruise instead of being left barely alive. Which, everything considered, was a major improvement. Thankfully for him, Luna had come to visit her sister a few weeks prior.

“I can’t believe you’re pregnant, Celestia!” Luna exclaimed happily. “I’m going to be an aunt again!” She’d said as she saw him laying on top of Celestia, protecting her and safeguarding her like the dutiful husband that he was. Barking like a wolf, or a barghest to be more precise, at Luna for getting too close was one of those moments that he felt truly embarrassed for being unable to control himself.

After that, he left to let the two sisters talk in private, though Celestia told him the most they talked about was how she was doing, how Equestria was doing, and how the world was reacting to the Draconequus Empire opening their borders and revealing themselves to the world. But whatever else had happened during their conversation, Celestia did her best to control herself more.

But even so, taking care of her was tiring and draining. And now that he was back from his daily rehearsal for the up and coming theatre presentation in Equestria of the beloved ‘The Count: Tragedy of Life, Gift of Love’ musical. He owed his siblings big time for checking on Celestia while he was gone for the hours of rehearsal each day.

“Speaking of which,” he muttered to himself and he collapsed into bubbles. He materialized in their bedroom, two of his sisters watching over a napping Celestia with a gravid belly of eight months of gestation. The stench of the room was palpable. It was only natural for an alicorn to be both enhanced and more powerful than almost every other creature alive. Her pheromones were thick and he could practically taste her stinky bottom… and he loved it.

Then, before his sister or he could say anything, Celestia’s eyes snapped open and she howled in pain, flexing on the bed and rolling to the side moments prior to her water breaking.

“The baby is coming!” Celestia screamed at the top of her lungs.

“Ahahahaha!” Discord laughed hysterically as his eyes rolled to the back of his skull and melted to the floor.

His two present sisters watched the puddle he had become for a moment before jumping to their feet.

“Call mom! Call dad! Call everyone!”

“Eris, Thor, Ginung! Everyone! Get your tails in here!”

A buck rushed over, pushing the door open. “What!? What’s happening? What the-- Oh sweet Goddess, sister Celestia is going into labor!?”

“Come on! Let’s go to the hospital!”

“WWwaaaaaahhhhh!” Cried Celestia as the cramps were getting worse and worse.

“Where’s Discord!?”

“He’s the puddle you’re stepping on!”

“Eech! H-How do we get him to wake up!?”

“I don’t know!”

“Everyone, shut up! Ginung, grab a bucket and a mop and put Discord in it now! The rest, come and help us with sister Celestia! We need to get her to the hospital pronto!”

“I WILL MURDER YOU, DISCORD! ONCE I’M DONE WITH YOU, YOU’D WISH TO BE A STATUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEHHHHHHHH!” Celestia screamed in pain as cramp after cramp shook her body.

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The trip to the hospital was bumpy, but thankfully safe, everything considered. Not even a minute after entering the hospital, she was in the delivery room, laying on her stomach, while the doctor and nurses did their best to ease her pain. Using specialized equipment for such occasions, the doctor spread her legs open, which in turn made her pussy lips open more and dilate.

“Clean up!” The doctor ordered. Immediately, the nurses moved into action with cloth and sanitizer to prevent any infection from forming as she gave birth. They meticulously and diligently cleaned her pussy, anus, tail, and flanks; making sure to not leave a single inch of that area untouched. “Miss, I need you to stop pushing like that! You need to take deep breaths and focus on moving your vaginal muscles! If you keep trying to force the baby out, it will hurt you more and it could potentially hurt it!”

“Rrrrrraaaaahhhhhggggg!” She screamed incoherently, barely able to recognize the orders of the doctor through the clouds of agonizing pain she was enduring. But she was, somehow, able to understand him enough to try her best. She drooled and spat and cursed and spat again with each wave of pain and deep, gut-wrenching cramp that assaulted her body.

Outside the room, Persephone looked from the see-through glass at the struggling mare, wishing to be at her side but she couldn’t. Only her husband and/or adult children could be there with her.

“Where is Discord!? Is he still at his rehearsal!?” She demanded.

“He’s here, mom!” Ginung replied as he presented a bucket, full of a strange, multicolored jelly-like liquid.

Persephone stared into the bucket and knew the liquid was her passed out son. She could see his floating blank eyes, beard, and snaggletooth. “Discord!” She yelled at the bucket. In a flash, Discord was back with a bucket over his head.

“Who? What? Where?” Discord asked dumbly before pulling off the bucket from his head. “Mom? Where are we?” He turned to the glass wall and saw his wife moaning and struggling in pain. “Oh sweet chocolate rain, it wasn’t a dream!” Then, before his mother could get a chance to say anything to him, he went out in a flash only to reappear at the same time next to Celestia and wearing full medical equipment. “It’s alright, Tia, I’m here!”

“D-Dizzy?” She mumbled. “AAAaarrrggghhh! Discooooord!” She screamed as a nasty cramp struck her.

“Uuuurrrghh!” Discord said as his throat was choked by a tight magical grasp. “I-I’m here, d-dear…”

“You motherbucker! Look what you did to meeeeeeeeeEEEEHHHH!” She screamed loudly as she cried; her eyes trying to vaporize her husband where he stood.

“That’s it, miss! I can see the head of the baby! Keep pushing, slow and steady!” The doctor called.

“O-Or fast?” Discord suggested before the magic grip around his neck increased. “I...regret...everythiiiing.”

“You should, you lousy piece of furniture!” Celestia cried. Another cramp, another push, another scream. This time, however, Discord suffered through an electric discharge from Celestia’s magic, having accidentally cast a lightning strike spell. “AAAAAHHHHH!” She screamed again and began throwing Discord up and down, strong enough to make the room shake each time he struck the ground and the ceiling.

From the sidelines, the nurses looked horrified while Discord’s family could only stare agape at what they were seeing. Suddenly, the pummeling stopped and Discord was held up in the air, her magic still choking him. “I swear we’re not having a baby again! After this one is out, I will cut off your cock and feed it to the fish! You hear me, Discord!? I’m going to find a way to make you suffer as I am right noOOOOOWWWWWWW!”

“That’s it, miss, push! Push!”

“If this is what it kills me, I’ll fight death itself for the rights to kill you to death and drag you along with mmMMMEEEEEE!”

“I see it! Here it comes! One last push, miss! One last push!”

“I’ll… I’ll!” She stopped when she felt Discord petting her bald head with his lion paw. Even after beating him into a pulp, he was still smiling and caring for her. She lost her grip over his throat and he fell to the ground, but instead of gasping for air, he hugged her head tightly and nuzzled her.

“I -*cough*- I’m here for you, my Baldlestia,” he said with a raspy, pained voice.

“Nnnnrrghh!” She gritted her teeth and pushed.

The doctor was careful to receive the baby, first the head came out revealing a draconequus. Then, as Celestia continued to push in short bursts, more and more of the baby came out until, with a final and mighty push, it was finally out.

“Uuuwwaaaahhh!” The baby cried loudly after the doctor held it by the tummy and patted its back, making it cough some residual placenta which encouraged it to breathe for the first time. The doctor was quick to cut the umbilical cord while the nurses took care of removing the placenta from inside Celestia’s birthing canal.

“Congratulations. It is a beautiful baby girl,” he said as he handed them their newborn daughter.

Discord and Celestia received it and nuzzled her. In the nanosecond they laid their eyes on the small frame of their daughter, every tribulation, every ounce of pain and discomfort and problem they faced during the last few months were utterly meaningless compared to the joy of holding their daughter for the first time. Discord cried happily as Celestia gently kissed and licked her baby’s face. Her crying reduced as she felt the comfort, warmth, and love of her parents.

“Hello, you little rascal,” Discord said, fighting hard to see through his tears. “I’m your dad,” he kissed her head. “I’m going to annoy you with soooo many dad jokes, little tyke,” he chuckled.

“I hate you so much, Dizzy,” Celestia replied before kissing his cheek. “Look at her, she’s so perfect.”

“Thought about any names?” Discord asked.

“A few… you?”

“One or two… or a thousand,” he admitted sheepishly. He took a moment to admire his baby girl: she had a griffon claw like him and a got leg, her other leg was that of a dragon, her wings were of a pegasus, she had a tiny nub of a unicorn horn plus two dragon horns, tiny fangs, a short multicolored mane like Celestia’s and the end of her tail was purple, chaotic, while the rest of her body was a mix of fur and some scales. “My favorite was Skullen Deathtrail, but she’s too cute for it.”

Celestia giggled before lazily turning to see Persephone and Hades crying and hugging each other, happy to be grandparents once more; this time a grandchild given by their first born. “I was thinking something about Liliac, but now I’m not so certain.”

“We can discuss names all we want after you recover, Tia,” Discord said, kissing her the base of her horn.

Suddenly, the baby scrunched her face and sneezed. There was no flash of magic or anything of the sort and it happened so quickly and on the spot. She sneezed and instantly she was transformed into a baby alicorn, confusing all those present.

The baby sneezed again and she was back to being a draconequus. Discord cried harder. “Not even five minutes born and you’re already making daddy proud,” he said in complete seriousness, leaning down to kiss and lick his daughter’s cheek. “How about Diana?”

“I like that one,” Celestia replied, nuzzling her daughter some more.

The proud parents kept nuzzling and showering their baby girl with love, uncaring that their daughter could transform like that, yet curious as to how was that possible. In the end, it didn’t matter. She was their daughter, their little sunshine, and the product of their love. She deserved all the love they could give her and more.

Whatever her powers and abilities were, they would be there for her; to love and support and protect her from any harm, no matter the consequences. They thought their married life couldn’t get any better, but they were wrong. With the arrival of their first child, their daughter, life was now looking brighter and better than before.

The nurses, by order of the doctor, moved the bed with the couple and their baby on board to an available room. There, they would have all the privacy they needed and could cry as much as they desired. He himself was on the verge of tears.

“It’s always a happy time to see a new life blossom.”

Chapter 8 End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!