An Ice In Heat

Until Eleven Months Later!

Ice sat, straight-faced, between her two stallions on the large couch. There were lips pursed in a mixture of awkwardness and surprise. Elation was present of course, the warmth in the air was permeating. However, alongside the joy, there was unpreparedness. None felt this more than Ice herself, who kept a firm gaze ahead, cradling not one but two warm bodies. A pair of small unicorn foals contentedly cooing up at the face of their mother.

“I didn’t think we’d get twins,” commented Rosette, grinning.

The two ponies, one filly, one colt, bore a resemblance to each stallion baring the colour of their coats, with which they shared with their mother. The colt closest to Permittivity bore a red mane, whilst filly closest to Rosette had a chocolate hue to their messy hair.

Permittivity snorted. “What did I say? Super sperm.”

Ice Pick sighed, a smile coming to her face. "Shut up."

The stallions chucked in her direction, shimmying closer. "We love you too."