Vitale

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Hi, my name is Vitale. That's ‘Vi’ for short, or ‘Vitale Luster’ for long.

Uh, what can I tell about myself…? Well, I'm twelve years old. I'm an unicorn. My fur is a light shade of pink, while my mane and my tail are dark pink with streaks of blue. My eyes are of a pale golden color, and, when I use magic, it's bright red, like fresh apples. I have a cutie mark too: it's two red hearts surrounded by a wreath of colorful flowers, since my special talent is… erm, maybe I'll talk about it another time, okay?

Anyway, what else…? Oh, yeah: I have a little sister! She's nine, and the cutest, shyest thing in Equestria. Her name is Radiant Blossom, and she doesn’t have a cutie mark yet. She generally doesn't speak much to anypony else besides mama and me, though she will occasionally talk if she needs something. She's kind of a stubborn little brat sometimes, but I love her with all my heart.

Like Radiant Blossom, I'm a filly. However, for some strange reasons, I was born with the body of a colt, which used to be really confusing. Mama says that it's something that can happen; it's rare, but perfectly natural. She also says it makes me special, but I'm not too sure about that part.

Mama is an unicorn like us. She’s smart, caring, and beautiful; I hope I can be like her one day. She’s a doctor, a real one. That’s probably why her cutie mark is a blossom of pink foxglove flowers, which is a medicinal plant. Most ponies call her ‘Doctor Skyheart’, but we generally just call her ‘mama’.

Mama is amazing! She could have a job in any hospital in Equestria, or have her own cabinet, but she doesn’t. Instead, we wander all over Equestria, just the three of us, helping ponies in small towns and remote settlements. Our home is our wagon, and we spend our days together on the road.

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I’m in my bed, the one I share with my sweet Radiant Blossom — a wagon doesn’t offer much in terms of free space. It’s cozy, though. The ground shakes under us: the wagon is still moving. Mama is up front, pulling us. I look out the window: it’s sunset. I guess she wants to reach our next stop before stopping for the night.

I caress my sister’s soft, purplish red mane, and I feel her gentle warmth on my body. She yawns, and I figure it’s enough lessons for the day. “Okay, Blossom, read me one last chapter, then you can stop. Go on.” We can’t go to school traveling like this, of course, so I’m Radiant Blossom’s teacher; Mama does my lessons.

Sis nods, and I hold the book open for her.

“He… ran down the field… and over the brook… to the castle, no… the c-cattle wade. Here there was a delay, for Fiver… surrounded on all sides by the… quiet summer evening… became helpless and… almost parali… para… pa-ra-ly-sed with fear. When at last Hazel… Hazel had got him back to the ditch, he refused at first… to go underground and… Hazel had almost to push him… down… the hole.”

I gently ruffle her mane. “See? That wasn’t so hard! We’ll continue tomorrow.” I place a bookmark to mark the page, and put the book away. I stretch my back, and relax.

Radiant Blossom cuddles me, nuzzling my coat. I scratch her ears. “Vi…?” she says, looking up to me. “I’m hungry.”

“We’ll have supper once we arrive, but you can have some oats now if you can’t wait.”

Sis shakes her head. With her hoof, she softly graze my sheath, which send a little shiver up my spine. “I want your milk.”

I stifle a laugh. It’s not milk I have, and Radiant Blossom knows that, but she likes to pretend anyway. Even if I’m a filly, and I look like it, I still have the parts of a colt between my legs. I honestly don’t mind it too much, and it has its uses.

“Fine,” I tell her. “But you’re doing the work. I’m tired.” That’s not exactly true, but she asked for it.

Radiant Blossom nods. She strokes my sheath and my balls with her little leaf green hoof, and I lay on my back, simply enjoying her touch. The pink tip of my little filly cock peeks out of my sheath. Sis’ muzzle replaces her hoof, and she gently suckles my glans.

My little sister knows what she’s doing, and it’s always a treat to have her between my legs. She licks, sucks, and kisses my penis as it grows. She even fondles my testicles with her hoof just the way I like it. It honestly doesn’t take long for me to have an erection.

The wagon slows down and grinds to a halt. I hear mama’s voice coming from outside. “Vitale! We’re here. Help me unpack the caravan, please.”

“I’m feeding Blossom!” I respond, raising my voice so mama can hear me. “Just give me a minute.”

Mama giggles. “Okay, but do it quickly!”

That won’t be a problem. Radiant Blossom stopped for a moment to hear what mama was saying, but she’s back at work, urgently suckling my glans and stroking my cock. It would have been fun to fight it, to enjoy it a while, but I don’t. I just let sis take what she wants. My climax comes, a wave of pleasure rolling through my body, and my balls throb. With a twitch of my penis, my gooey, salty seed gushes in my sister’s mouth.

I caress Blossom’s soft mane as I feed her my sperm. She suckles greedily, swallowing her creamy treat. Her throat bulges as she fills her little stomach with semen.

My penis softens, and she lets it go, giving my urethra one final lick before gulping down her last mouthful. Blossom lays her head on my tummy, content for now. It won’t keep her hunger sated for long, of course, but that’s what supper is for.

I feel kinda sleepy, like I always am after an ejaculation, but I shake it off. I squirm my way from under my sister, and get up on my hooves. I join up with mama, and Radiant Blossom follows shortly after.

Mama is drinking water from her gourd. Like always, I feel a deep love coursing through my veins as I lay my eyes on her. She’s an unicorn, as I said, with a pale yellow coat, dark blue eyes, and long, silky, pale blue hairs. Her mane falls gracefully on the left side of her face, ending with a soft purple gradient near the tip.

We’re near a farmstead in the forest, which I recognise. I smile at mama. “So, we made it?”

Mama smiles too, though she looks a bit tired from the journey. “Yeah. I wasn’t sure we’d arrive before sundown, but I’m glad we did.”

As we speak, a couple of earth ponies approach from the farm to greet us. I’ve met them before. As I remember, the mare is a gentle, loving wife who loves her children and her husband, and the stallion is a jolly, happy guy who works hard to support his family. I like them.

“Doctor Skyheart!” the mare says, the relief in her voice evident. “I’m so glad you’re here! Our little Thistle is getting so weak, he can barely —”

Mama cuts her off with a gesture of reassurance. “I know, Mrs. Field. That’s why we’re here. Miss Derpy told me about it, and we came as fast as we could.”

“Oh! Bless her!” the stallion says. “And, thank you for making the trip! Come inside, you must be exhausted. We were about to have dinner, and you’re more than welcome to join us.” He looks at me and my sister. “My, my! Your fillies have certainly grown, Skyheart! Has it been that long already?”

“Two years, I think,” mama answered. “And, yes, a good meal would be very much appreciated, Mr. Green Field.” She looks at the mare. “I’ll check up on Thistle right after that, don’t worry.”

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We share dinner with Mr. and Mrs. Field, and their foals. They have two; twin colts with red coats and golden manes, and they’re about ten years old. They’re supposed to be identical, but it’s not hard to figure out which one is Thistle. He looks sickly and weak, exhausted. His mane and fur have far less luster than his brother’s. In contrast, Burdock is a rambunctious little colt with energy to spare, though I can see he cares for Thistle a great deal.

Thistle Field looks like he’s been starving, but that seems very unlikely, considering the abundance of vegetable stew and delicious pies Mrs. Field had prepared even before knowing of our arrival. The food is as pastoral as the decor. I eat as much as I can: Mrs. Field is renowned across the entire region for her culinary skills, and I can taste why. Everypony certainly does.

I’m getting the sense Mr. Field is not just excited about the food, though. There's a certain warmth in his eyes as his gaze meets mine, and I know what it means. He must remember all the delightful things mama and me had done with him and his wife last time we were here. It gives me little shivers of excitement too.

I suppose I should mention… Medicine isn’t the only service we provide. For a fee, we share ponies’ beds. To put it plainly, we have sex with them. I like sex, and so does mama, and Radiant Blossom as well. It feels wonderful, and the bits we make from it helps us a lot. It's an exciting life.

Anyway, I doubt we’ll have any sex tonight, at least until Thistle is okay, and I can’t blame his parents for been worried for their son.

After dinner, feeling satisfyingly full, I follow mama in the living room along with Radiant Blossom and the rest of the family. Thistle lays on the couch while mama pulls her doctor kit from her satchel. I take my usual position at her side: I’m her number one assistant, after all!

Mama asks him all sorts of questions, and to his parents too. Does he eat well? How much does he sleep? Does it hurt anywhere? And other questions like that. As she talks, Mama examines the colt from head to hooves, checking his reflex, his breathing, his ears, his eyes. I pass her her instruments as she needs them.

Finally, she addresses the family, having made her assessment. "I'm afraid Thistle is suffering from anemia. His blood lacks some essential nutrients, which accounts for his weakened state. It can be caused by all sorts of things, and often results in a loss of appetite that makes it worse. Fortunately, anemia is something that can be cured rather easily with simple nutritional supplements."

Mr. and Mrs. Field appear relieved. "So… Thistle is gonna be okay?" the mare asks with hope in her eyes.

Mama smiles. "Yes, give him a few weeks, and Thistle should make a full recovery. Wheat Field, if you and your husband could follow me to the wagon, I'll give you some herbal supplements, and I'll write down some nutritional tips to avoid the problem returning in the future. I also suggest we give Thistle an injection tonight, to give him a boost. Vitale, take care of Blossom and the colts for a few minutes. We won't be long."

"Sure thing, mama!"

The adults leave, and I'm left with the other foals. Thistle looks a bit lost, so I explain to him again in simpler terms what's happening. Of course, I'm not a doctor like mama, but I know enough to talk about it. Thistle sure seems reassured by my explanation.

I check out the two colts; they're pretty cute, to be honest. I've never been intimate with them, though. They were a bit too young to have sex the last time I was here, so mama and me had mated with their parents instead. I kind of hope we'll get to change that tonight, especially if the injection can help poor Thistle.

Radiant Blossom must be thinking the same thing, because she taps my flank, making me turn around. "You think mama will let us sleep with them tonight?" my little sister asks, low enough to not be heard. Her adorable rosy blush is quite apparent on her leaf green coat.

I grin, discreetly. "Maybe. That would be pretty fun, isn't it? We'll see when they get back."

I turn back toward the twin colts, only to see them bashfully averting their gazes from me. It's impossible to see it through their bright red fur, but I'm pretty sure they're blushing. "Uh, something's wrong?" I ask, wondering if they somehow overheard our conversation.

"Erm, n-no… It's nothing…" Burdock says.

That doesn't fool me at all. "C'mon, just tell me. It's alright, I promise."

"Um… okay… well… It's just… Vitale, we thought you were a filly, but your tail was up, and, uh…"

I feel a wave of embarrassment at having flashed my colt parts, but I keep it down. I've been in that conversation before. "I am a filly, actually."

Thistle gives me a curious glance. "How can you be a filly if you don't have a cunny?"

Some ponies can be really mean when they ask a question like this, like I'm somehow too stupid to notice what's between my legs. However, Thistle and Burdock simply seem genuinely curious, and I'm perfectly okay talking about it.

"It's rare, but sometimes a filly can be born with a colt's body, or a colt in a filly's body. I take potions every day to make sure I grow up like a mare, and not a stallion. So, yeah, I'm a filly, even if I have balls and a penis."

"Wow, okay," Burdock says. "But how do you know if you're a filly inside?"

I shrug. "I dunno. I just knew it."

The colts share a look. "That's pretty neat!"

I smile. There: situation explained. That's all there is to it. How some ponies fail to understand this simple concept while a pair of ten years old farmcolt can get it in two minutes is beyond me.

Anyway, mama comes back with Mr. and Mrs. Field before we can discuss it further. Mama kneels next to Thistle, getting a syringe from her bag. "Alright, we're almost done for tonight," she says, gazing kindly at the colt. "I'm just going to give you a quick jab, and you'll feel much better."

Thistle looks anxiously at the needle. "Uh, is it gonna hurt?"

"It might sting a little at first, but it won't really hurt. Just hold your mother's hoof and focus on her, and it'll be done before you know it."

Mrs. Wheat Field sits next to her son, tenderly stroking his mane. Thistle whimpers as mama inserts the needle in his rump, but he quickly calms down. It's over in a few seconds. Mama places a little cotton ball and an adhesive bandage at the injection site. "There's a brave colt. It's all done, Thistle!"

He hugs his mother. "I don't know how we can thank you enough, Skyheart…" the mare says. "And, well, if you're not too tired, maybe you'd be willing to… you know, share a bed with me and my husband. For the proper compensation, of course! The harvest has been great this season, and we can certainly afford to pay you. We have such fond memories of the last time you were here, you and your little Vitale."

Mama quickly slips out of doctor-mode. She smiles, her eyes half-lidded, and caresses the mare's soft golden tail. "I'd be happy to! Do you want Vitale and Blossom to join us as well?"

Mr. Green Field shares a look with his wife. "Actually, our colts are growing up, and there's not many fillies around here for them to play with. Maybe your daughters could initiate them? If that's okay, of course. And, if you think Thistle is strong enough for it tonight."

I share a happy grin with my little sister. That's what we've been hoping for! Our reaction doesn't escape mama’s attention, who answers, "That's a good idea. Vitale is such a good little teacher! As for Thistle, he probably shouldn't top, but Vi and Blossom can still show him a very good time."

I'm all warm and tingly inside. I observe the twin colts; they're so cute, and now I get to bed them. Giving foals their first time is just so wonderful! Burdock and Thistle probably have an idea of what's about to happen, though, because they look really shy all of sudden.

We excuse ourselves for a few minutes, and I return to the wagon with mama and Blossom. We arrange our hair and wash each other, then add a subtle touch of makeup to our faces. I clip a little pink bow in my mane, and check myself in the mirror: I feel so pretty!

All freshened up, we go back to the farmstead. Mr. and Mrs. Field kiss mama deeply, one after the other. The stallion's cock already hangs proudly under his barrel. I'm sure he wants to put it inside mama soon, and fill her womb with his seed. I can't blame him.

Mrs. Wheat Field ruffles her colts' manes. "Your father and I are going to bed with Skyheart. Why don't you bring the girls to your room?"

"Um, what do we… erm…" one of the twins says.

The mother smiles. "Don't worry, they'll tell you everything you need to know. You're in good hooves. Isn't that right, Vitale?"

I stand at attention, doing a little parody of a royal guard's salute. "Yes ma'am!" I cheerfully respond. Mama pats my mane, and leaves with the other adults. Again, I'm left with the other foals.

Burdock hesitates for a moment, building up the courage to speak. Finally, the shy colt says, "D-Do you wanna see our room? It's upstairs."

"Sure, show us!" Of course, the sex is paid for, so it's a bit of a formality, but I don't have to fake the eager smile on my face. I'm genuinely excited.

The colts are excited too, despite their nervousness. Even Thistle has a little bounce in his steps as they lead us upstairs. I haven't seen him this lively since we arrived. I'm not sure whether it's the injection or the prospect of imminent virginity loss that's giving him energy, but it sure is working. We quickly pass by the closed master bedroom — I can already hear some moans coming from it — and enter the twins' bedroom.

I ditch my satchel, and check out the room. It's a pretty typical colt bedroom: the walls are painted with warm, pastel colors, and are adorned with posters of various sports teams. There's a small bookshelf, and a couple desks where the two brothers no doubt do their homeworks. What really gets my attention is that Burdock Field and Thistle Field share a double bed. That's great: we'll be able to all make love together and cuddle afterwards.

Burdock stands somewhat awkwardly to the side. "So, uh… we're here. What do you want to do?"

Suck your cock until you cum in my mouth would be the honest answer, but I keep it down. One thing at a time… Instead, I swipe back my mane and say, "Ever kissed a filly before?"

The twins shake their heads in unison. I share a grin with my little sis. Blossom actually takes the lead on this one, approaching Burdock before I get a chance to move. Her tail is lifted high; her little vulva is red and puffy underneath it, gleaming with her excitement. She embraces the colt, closes her eyes, and kisses his lips.

Thistle and I watch our siblings make out. He looks at me, his desire evident, but he quickly shies away. I put my hoof on his cheek, and I gently force him to gaze in my eyes. Slowly, Thistle closes his own. Our lips meet.

Suddenly, there's nothing in this world but us.

Thistle caresses my mane as we kiss, and it's wonderful. I nibble his lips, playing with them. I open my mouth slightly, subtly inviting him to slip his tongue inside, but he doesn't take his chance. Taking charge, I lick his teeth, then push my tongue in his muzzle. He moans, and I press forward, exploring his mouth and playing with his tongue. Eventually, Thistle becomes a little breathless, so I pull back, careful not to push the anemic colt too hard.

Besides us, Burdock is gently hugging my little sister, stroking her soft mane. From his expression, I'm guessing he can barely believe his chance to hold such an adorable creature. His colthood is already hard under him.

I caress Radiant Blossom’s cheek, looking at the two colts. "Mind if we continue this on the bed? We can take a look together under her tail."

Not waiting for an answer, my sister gently pulls away from Burdock and hops on the bed. She lays her head on the pillow, lifting her rump up in the air. I follow and settle down behind her. The twins gingerly climb on either side of me. I pull them closer, until my flanks are sandwiched by hot colts. "Burdock, could you hold her tail up, please?"

The young colt looks wide eyed at me. "Can I?"

"Mmhmm!" I pause for a short time. "Well, you shouldn't do that to a filly unless she wants you to. Trust me: Radiant Blossom is more than willing. But, you can ask her yourself if you wanna make sure. Sis doesn't talk much, but she's not mute, you know?"

Again, I'm left with the impression Burdock would be blushing if his coat wasn't already red. I practically feel the heat radiating from his cheeks. Still, he manages to say, "R-Radiant Blossom, c-can I pull up your tail?"

"Uh-uh. I don't mind," is Blossom's response, her harmonious voice partly muffled by the pillow she'd stuck her face in. She wiggles her butt.

Now that he has her consent, Burdock puts his hoof under my little sister's dock, and lifts up her silky, purplish red tail. Both colts tense and shiver at the sight, and even I let out a happy sigh. Blossom's pussy is on full display, gleaming and winking in arousal, her anus just above. It's so beautiful.

"That's a filly's vulva. Well, I don't have one, but most fillies do. It's really sensitive, a bit like our penises, and it's super fun to play with. It's really soft too. Try touching it with your hoof, get a feel for her." Energy courses through my horn, and I grasp Blossom's tail with my magic. Seeing the red glow holding it up for him, Burdock let his hoof slide down to caress my sister's labia. Thistle joins up soon after, and both colts fondle Blossom's privates. The little filly moans, and her vulva twitches at the intimate contact. The colts sure seem impressed.

Thistle brings back his hoof coated in filly juices. "It's wet… and it kinda smells too."

"That's because she's excited," I explain. "When a filly wants to mate with a colt or a stallion, her sex becomes wet and slippery, so he can put his penis inside her. If you open her slit — yes, like that —, you can see a hole: that's her vagina."

I figure I probably should find out how much these colts know before going any further. "So, Thistle, Burdock, have you ever played with your penises when they're hard? Like, stroking it with your hooves?"

"Yeah!" Thistle says. "We do that together sometimes. It feels really good! And, if you do it for a while, your cum squirts out."

Okay, so they're not completely clueless. "Well, you can put your penis in her vagina, and when you push in and out, it'll feel way better than just your hooves. When you cum, it gets inside her womb. Blossom is too young for that, but mares and older fillies have periods of heats, and, if you cum inside then, your foal will grow in her womb. You have to be careful it doesn't happen if you're not ready for it, but there's potions a mare can take to avoid getting pregnant."

The twins don't seem too lost, so I guess they've had some sex ed already. Still, a reminder doesn't hurt. I put a hoof under Burdock, and feel his erection. "Wanna try it? As I said, Blossom is safe, and she's ready for it."

"How do I…"

"Just mount over her rump and line the tip of your cock with her slit."

I guide Burdock as he climbs over my sister. His glans naturally finds the valley of her butt, and gets in her vulva. The colt lets out a "Woah…", experiencing the feeling of filly pussy for the first time. Blossom squeaks as Burdock pushes into her. He buries his snout in her mane, embracing her.

Thistle and I watch as Burdock's cock disappears inside Blossom's sex, her labia opening to accommodate his girth. The colt's balls tremble between his hindlegs, and I kiss them. Burdock tenderly nibbles Blossom’s ears, and he whispers into them, his voice muted by awe, "Mmh, you feel so good inside."

"Yes, you too… aaah~!" my sister says, a little breathless. "Y-You can move, if you want…"

"Okay…" Burdock tentatively pulls out an inch from her soaked pussy, then goes back in. His instinct guides him, and he starts a gentle back and forth. Blossom's clit twitches adorably as the colt's ballsack bumps on it, eliciting excited coos from the filly.

As we observe the arousing show, I gently prod Thistle to roll on his back. I rest atop him, and we kiss. Our erections rub together, and I feel his testicles under my own balls. We're right under our mating siblings; Burdock's testes nudge my horn with each out stroke, and Blossom’s filly juices drip in Thistle's face.

I grind myself a little harder on Thistle's penis. "Do you want to put yours inside me?" I ask him.

I see desire flashes in Thistle's, and his cock throbs against mine, but his expression soon turns to confusion. "Uh, V-Vitale? It, erm… you don't have a… you know…"

I nuzzle his snout and smile. "That's alright! I still have another hole under my tail."

"But, that's your butthole!"

"Yep, and it's a lot of fun too. I just need to lube it because it won't do it on it's own." Using my magic, I open my bag and extract a bottle of lube. Once it's in my hooves, I squirt a big dollop of clear lubricant that I grab mid-air with my telekinesis. I bring the glowing red ball behind me, and push it into my ass. Doing this is really tricky, and magic is kinda tingly when it touches you, but I practiced that move a lot, and soon my rectum is as slippery as a vagina in heat.

"So, do I need to get on you?" Thistle asks as I straddle him. He caresses my slim tummy.

I shake my head. "Nuh-uh! Mama said you're still too sick to be on top. Don't worry, there's plenty of other ways to do this. Just stay there, and I'll do everything."

"O-Okay…"

Grinning, I squat over Thistle's hindlegs, and rub my filly cock on his penis. Carefully, I move up, using my forelegs for balance, and I line his flare to my tailhole. I press back down, and my sphincter opens up to swallow his bulging glans. I've taken full-grown stallions in me before, so Thistle's cute colthood easily slips inside. I take him all the way to his sheath, and my erection slaps softly on his crotch.

Before I can start to bounce on him, Burdock and Blossom monopolize our attention once more. The colt is thrusting fast and hard inside my sister, and she yells a throaty "Oh, yes! Ahh!" at the top of her lungs. Fillycum squirts from her pussy, splattering Thistle with her love juices. Her vagina contracts mercilessly around Burdock's cock, and soon the young colt can't hold back anymore. He hilts himself in her pussy, and hugs her tight. Burdock gasps, and his balls throbs until he ejaculates inside my sister. He stays lodged firmly in her, filling her little immature womb with his seed. It makes me all warm inside just thinking about it.

Thistle's colthood twitches inside me, so I figure it's time for me to move. I bounce gently on his cock, not taking my eyes off Blossom’s sweet vulva. Burdock's softening sex slips out of her, and he ejaculates his last load on his brother's chest before awkwardly stepping to the side to lay down. A big dollop of gooey sperm oozes from my little sister's red, puffy sex, and I kiss her labia. I push my tongue in her snatch, and lap the cum inside, savoring the mix of tangy filly pussy and salty colt semen. I swallow the creamy treat, feeling its soft warmth ooze in my stomach, and I let my sister relax.

Now that we're clear of distractions, I can focus fully on Thistle's pleasure. I move up and down his cock, impaling my butt over and over. His erection slides smoothly in and out of my lubed rectum, his flare giving my prostate a lovely pounding through the thin membrane of my bowels.

I feel hooves on my penis, and I look down. Thistle is masturbating me, stroking my cock as I bounce on him. He's gazing adoringly at my entire body; it makes me feel beautiful, feminine, and I love it. Suddenly, his glans flare inside me, and it presses on my sensitive prostate. I can't hold it: I gasp and slam down on his cock.

I ejaculate, squirting my filly sperm on his heaving tummy. Thistle doesn't stop stroking my penis, even as I feel his seed gushing in my colon. Creamy semen flows in my belly. Enjoying his ejaculation, I let myself cum, soiling his fur with my semen.

Sighing contently, I relax and let my afterglow overtake me. My penis grows soft on Thistle's crotch. I dismount him, pulling his flaccid cock out of my ass, and drop down on my back besides him. We lay side by side, semen leaking from our soft penises. Thistle cuddles me, nuzzling my neck. I stroke his mane, and feel him go limp; he's asleep. I guess sex was a bit hard on his weakened constitution, but at least he looks happy, his expression one of blissful contentment.

I check out what happened to Burdock and Radiant Blossom, and find them peacefully sleeping together, the colt tenderly spooning my little sister, his cum still leaking from her vulva. I chuckle. Using my magic, I pick up a cleaning wipe from my satchel, and gently wash the cold semen from Thistle's coat, careful not to wake him.

I tuck the three foals for the night. I wonder if mama is still mating with the other adults, and I briefly consider joining them. I realize I'm exhausted, though, and I decide against it. Instead, I snuggle with Thistle, and I lay my head on his chest. I feel his calm heartbeat beneath his skin, and the softness of his seed in my bowels. Without waking up, Thistle instinctively wraps his forelegs around my withers, and I join him in sweet reverie.

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I wake up cuddling with Thistle. My sister is beside me, still held in Burdock's gentle grasp. They're all sleeping, blissfully ignoring the morning sunlight filtering through the closed blinds.

I stay put for a while, but it gets boring soon. I'm hungry, and I need to pee, so I get up without disturbing anypony. I quietly close the bedroom's door, and head to the bathroom. I sit down on the toilet and empty my bladder. I could mount the bowl and pee like a colt, and I sometimes do, but I honestly prefer to urinate like a filly. Once I'm done, I wash my hooves and fix my mane in the mirror.

Making my way downstairs, I hear noise coming from the kitchen. I find mama discussing with Mrs. Wheat Field. Under their tails, semen oozes from their vulvas. Apparently, Mr. Green Field mated with them again this morning.

Mama notices me, and smiles. "Morning, Vitale! Did you have a good night?"

I smile too. "Yeah, we all had fun. The others are still sleeping."

"Sit down, I'll make you some toasts, dear," Mrs. Field says. "Did you have trouble with Thistle?"

"No, it went well. I topped him, like mama recommended, and he finished inside me. It felt good for me too."

I eat up some toasts with homemade jam, talking with mama and our hostess. The others join us as they wake up.

An hour later, we're packing our wagon for our next journey. Mr. and Mrs. Field give mama a hefty bag of bits, payment for our services — both medical and sexual. I wave Thistle goodbye. Burdock looks a little sad as he kisses my sister; I guess he has some feelings for her.

Soon, we're on the road again. Mama hauls our wagon. Blossom and I trot at her side, eager for new adventures.