“I see him, I see him!” cried out Scootaloo, as she waved her arms in the air.

Next to her, Applebloom and Rarity were also making a racket as Chrome Shield departed from The Friendship Express.

“It’s good to see you three too,” he said, dropping his duffel bag to the ground and giving each of them a hug (along with flashing Rarity a small wink).

A few moments later, the small group was on their way, guiding Chrome back home.

“It sure wuz nice of Princess Cadence and Shining Armor to let you come back early,” said Applebloom.

“I’m surprised you didn’t ask for special treatment sooner, dear,” noted Rarity, “especially with Sweetie Belle in such a delicate condition.”

“Well, you know I’m not one to shirk my duties,” replied Chrome. “I heard that talk circulated among the other cadets about Sweetie after I told a few of them how many we were expecting, and I guess several of them made mention of it to Shining Armor. Seems he inquired to his sister Princess Twilight Sparkle, and she told him about her studying Sweetie Belle for a medical article for the Canterlot Archives. Speaking of Twilight, has she been by recently?”

“She’s been checking in a little more frequently,” noted Scootaloo. “She is rather fascinated by just how big Sweetie’s gotten.”

“Speaking of, just how big has she gotten?” asked Chrome, feeling himself getting a little ‘hard.’

“Now why would we want to tell you, when you can see it with your own eyes?” smiled Rarity.

“Whatever you say, Auntie Rarity-“

“Please, do not use that…word around me,” stuttered Rarity.

“Aww, is Auntie scared of having nieces and nephews?” chuckled Chrome, as he saw Applebloom and Scootaloo trying not to laugh.

“It’s just…too soon is all. You can use that word when I’m good and ready, is that agreed?”

“And how will we know when that will be?”

“You’ll know when I tell you,” snorted Rarity, as a familiar dwelling loomed into view. “Well, here you are, home sweet home!”

“Was nice seeing you all again,” smiled Chrome. “Want to come inside?”

“Maybe later,” said Applebloom. “We figgered you two needed sum private time together.”

“Yeah,” smiled Scootaloo mischievously. “We’ll give you two a few hours, then see if you’d like us over to have dinner.”

As the heavy wooden door closed behind him, Chrome took in the quietness of the house, smelling the fragrance of the carpet and wood furnishings, along with the quiet tickings of a clock nearby.

“Honey?” he called out.

“I’m in here,” came a familiar voice from behind the bedroom door down the hall.

Chrome’s duffel bag was quickly thrown onto the couch as he strode towards the door, feeling his cock getting thicker as he reached the shiny gold door handle.

Opening it wide, Chrome had to keep his eyes from popping out of their sockets.

When he had left her several months ago, his wife was in danger of overflowing their Queen-size bed. Laying before him now, an additional mattress had been brought in, to which her belly and bosom had poured onto.

Her body was clad in a nightgown, and her curly hair lay amidst a sea of fluffy pillows.

A few moments later, Chrome was leaning down next to her. As Sweetie propped herself up on her arms, the two began to ravenously kiss amidst the slight creakings of the bed.

“Like what you see?” she smirked.

“Your friends knew what they were doing not telling me how big you were,” he smiled back. “I…I didn’t realize.”

“Yeah…soon I’ll get big enough to float above the bed. Maybe Mr and Mrs Cake can use me for advertising.”

“Oh don’t talk like that,” he replied, kissing her again. “You shouldn’t be so hard on yourself.”

“Well if you wanna carry our babies for the rest of the term, I’d really appreciate it,” said Sweetie, her horn beginning to glow green. “Just hold still while I-“

“Whoa-whoa-whoa,” cried out Chrome. “Isn’t that dangerous?”

“Relax tough-guy,” she replied, her horn’s glow disappearing, “It was just a joke. I wouldn’t want to do anything to endanger our kids.”

“Right,” sighed Chrome, breathing a bit easier at not becoming Ponyville’s only pregnant male. “Speaking of floating, I have to tell ya that picture was…really something.”

“You…you actually liked it?” blinked Sweetie.

“Of course!” said Chrome, taking out his wallet and handing her a folded piece of paper. “See for yourself.”

Sweetie took the paper and opened it. A few seconds later, she was laying eyes on the photo she had sent him a month before. Unlike the pristine print she had sent, there were some heavy creases in the picture where Chrome had folded it.

“Why did you fold it up?” She asked.

“Well, I didn’t mean to,” replied Chrome. “But pretty soon, I couldn’t get the image out of my head, so…I carried it around.”

“Seriously?”

“Seriously. You just looked so sexy and happy, bouncing up in the air like that. In fact, I um…I…ruined one of my pairs of shorts.”

“How? Did you soak em’ with yer stallion juices?”

“…not exactly. I, can show you if-“

“Wait...you kept your ruined shorts!?”

“Yeah, I didn’t mean to but…I hadn’t had anything like that happen before.”

“Do you have them with you? You’ve got me curious, Chrome Shield.”

A few moments later, Chrome returned to the bedroom with a pair of shorts. As Sweetie took them, her green eyes went wide, as she realized that there was a massive tear in the front!

“No…way,” she chuckled, sticking her hand in the hole.

“Way,” he blushed. “I, ruined those the first night I got your letter.”

As she heard this, Sweetie Belle’s face was hidden behind the torn shorts…where a smile began to form on her muzzle.

“Darling,” she said, “I’m feeling a little hungry. Could you go and make me a nice, big, sandwich?”

“Anything for you, sugar,” said Chrome, as he stood up and bowed, before leaving the room.

Once he had done so, Sweetie magically closed the door, before using her magic to open the nearby closet.

Soon, Chrome was carrying a plate with a large sandwich on it, and a glass of milk in his other hand down the hall, where he was met by the closed door to the bedroom.

Using his magic, he opened the door, and laid eyes on a sight that made his hands shake, leading to him quickly place the items on the nearby dresser.

Sweetie was laying in bed, but was no longer in her nightgown. Instead, she was wearing the cheerleader outfit, just as she had in her picture! The skirt was almost hidden by the mass of her belly, and the top looked to be squeezing her cleavage through the open space at the top, looking like she was going to burst it at any second!

“Hey there…stud,” she cooed, giving him a huge smile. “My girlfriends say you’re the biggest stallion in school. Is that true?”

Chrome could feel it, and Sweetie could see it. His cock was already swelling immensely, threatening to tear through his pants!

With a flourish, Chrome whipped off his belt and just barely managed to get off his pants, before his still-swelling cockhead was poking through the hole in his already-taxed boxers.

“Is that all you got, big boy?” she said, as he kept on growing.

“Oh, there’s more,” he replied, reaching down and ripping off his boxers, before sitting on the bed, where his balls and still-growing shaft soon rested. “There’s a whole lot more.”

Author's Note

My original idea was to end the story prior to this, but I entertained the idea of adding a coda on the story, of Chrome getting home and encountering his much larger wife.

This could have had a lot of extra content to it, but much like the previous chapter, I wanted to keep things short-and-sweet. We get a glimpse into the two getting back to their relationship, but leave much of what the coming months and impending delivery will be like.

I had considered adding more stuff about Twilight studying Sweetie Belle, but felt it might just be nice to get a hint that even the Princess of Friendship is fascinated by the largest litter in Equestrian history.