Dinky's Mom

by Damaged

Rating: teen
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dinky Hooves, Original Character, Sex, Comedy, Derpy Hooves
Length: 1340

Has Got it Goin' On.

Happy April 1st everyone. This is completely silly and out of left field, but I think you can all appreciate how much Dinky's mom has got it goin' on.

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Published 2021-03-31 13:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2021-03-31 13:00:02 UTC

Has Got it Goin' On

Dinky Hooves was the hottest mare in Princess Twilight's School for Gifted Unicorns.

This was known as a fact by every single pony in their final year. No mare had as good a grasp of magic, perfect form with their spellcasting, or as perfect a rump as Dinky—and gosh but she knew it. But Dinky wasn't too stuck up, she didn't have the most handsome stallion in the school at her beck and call. She had Peepen.

Peepen was a simple young stallion. He had simple desires, but his devotion was beyond measure. He only had eyes for Dinky—unless her mom was around.

"You coming over after school?" Dinky asked one warm afternoon.

Right now he was watching how Dinky walked with her hips swaying a little. "Are you kidding? I'd follow you anywhere." And he would, Peepen loved the way Dinky moved—particularly seen from behind.

Dinky couldn't help but giggle. The way Peepen was always so eager made her weak at the knees sometimes. She'd already decided, now that their time at the school was over, that she wanted him to be her first—and she had a plan. "What about our pool?"

Peepen's ears perked up at that. Pools meant hot mares glistening in the afternoon sun. They meant bumping into each other. They maybe even meant seeing Derpy preening her wings. "Sure!"

There were advantages to saving princesses. You tended to get more than a little fame, your name was on the lips of ponies when promotions were being talked about, and you had the special favor of rulers. It meant you got a higher paying job and a big house in the more affluent part of the city. It meant, in a city where space was at a premium, you got a pool.

"Come on, Peepen! Jump in!" Dinky was paddling around the pool, watching her coltfriend on a deck chair beside the water.

Perfect hips, a dock that wouldn't quit, and the most amazing mane had Peepen's full attention, but what always put the icing on his cake was her wings. He was watching Derpy through the large glass doors as the mare fidgeted with things in the kitchen, and it was during this—his favorite spectator sport—that Peepen was shocked by Dinky splashing him with water. He looked at his fillyfriend, smirked at her, and dove into the pool with a big splash.

Paddling around, he lost sight of Derpy, which meant Peepen could focus on Dinky more. She was a hot mare, he had to admit, but Derpy was the center of his world.

Opening the back door of the house, Derpy closed her eyes at the warm air fluffing her coat and swooshing her mane around. It was such a lovely day that she pranced out of the house and to the little spa at the end of the pool.

Peepen, of course, watched Derpy with rapt attention. Every flick of her wings, every arching stride made him a little more excited. She was, without a doubt, the perfect mare in his eyes. Even when she started to sink into the spa—flapping her wings to get water onto her back—Peepen couldn't possibly spare any attention to Dinky.

"Hey, with Mom out here, we could go inside and…" Dinky swam closer to Peepen and whispered the last word in his ear. "Snuggle."

At that point Derpy dunked herself down into the water completely, hiding her perfect body from Peepen's view.

Turning to Dinky, Peepen grinned. "Really? 'Snuggle'?" When she nodded, his excitement got the better of him, and he started paddling to the side of the pool.

Giving chase, Dinky used her magic to lift herself from the water before a carefully cast spell dried her off.

Derpy wasn't a stupid pony. With just her head out of the spa, she watched Dinky walk inside the house with her coltfriend and smiled a little more. It was a choice that wasn't hers to get in the way of, after all—they were both now adults.

A few minutes later, as she climbed out of the spa and into the pool itself, Derpy didn't notice the pair of eyes watching her from the curtains of her daughter's bedroom—the way they traced her wet body and caressed her feathers as drop after drop of water was shed from them. She did notice the sounds, however, and tried to block the song of joy out by rolling over to her back so her ears were underwater and her fluffy belly was on display.

The sounds of enjoyment echoed from the house, with nopony but the pair involved there to hear it. Further, the sound of two ponies agreeing with each other a lot was barely muffled at all by the lone pane of glass. It got louder and louder—accompanied eventually by a rhythmic thumping noise—until a masculine voice shouted, "Oh yes, Miss Derpy!"

Silence, then bright lights and a screech of rage replaced the rhythmic sounds, followed by a female voice screaming, "What did you just call me?!"

Derpy heard none of this. She was doing her best to give her foal privacy, so the first she knew something was off was when a ponylength wide beam of magic blasted a hole in the side of her house and scorched a line past her nose and off into the sky. "What—?"

"You did not just call me that! Hey! Come back here!" Dinky's rage was honed to a razor's edge. Even as she chased Peepen from the room through the hole her first beam had made, she lined up a second shot of Archwizard Starlight's Chaos Blaster and unloaded it in his direction.

Having expected the second spell, Peepen jinked to the side in his run and threw up a shield. The shield spell caught the edge of the beam and refracted it to just in front of him.

The sound of an explosion and a plume of dirt and dust snapped Derpy back to reality and gave her at least part of the answer she sought. "Dinky!" Derpy had finally gotten herself right-side-up and used her wings to flap her way across the water and out of the pool. "Explain yourself right—" She was cut off when her foal dove against her side and hugged her.

Crying into her mother's wet coat, Dinky managed to sniff and snort enough to get the words out, "He—He called out another pony's name while we were—" Even in this moment of absolute betrayal, she wouldn't tell her mother whose name he'd called.

The shock of it hit Derpy hard. Reaching a wing out and around Dinky, she pulled her foal in for a tighter hug. "Then I hope he's decided to make himself scarce!" She made sure her voice was loud enough for the stallion now hiding in the crater to hear.

Waiting until he could hear hoofsteps leading away, Peepen poked his half-scorched head out of the crater and stared at the two rumps walking away from him. It was hard to focus well with so much of his coat now burned clean off. Of the two mares, only one had Peepen Tom's attention. Lost in the sway of blonde tail and the light refracted by a wet, gray coat, he said, "Dinky's Mom has got it goin' on…"

Author's Note

Especially thanks to Skirts for telling me I have to do this, and a thanks to Canary in the Coal Mine for telling me to take a day off and just do something stupid for April 1st.

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