Death, Taxes, and Incest Fics
Sprout sat quietly at his desk, wearing an angry expression on his face as he furiously scribbled nonsense through pages and pages of pointless paperwork. When his mother had convinced him yesterday to take over as temporary sherif as Maretime Bay after Hitch had taken off in search of Sunny Starscout and that weird little unicorn she had galloped away with, he hadn’t expected that there would be so much paperwork and worksheets to do as a result.
Other than that, though, there wasn’t much else that needed to be done. With all the fear and despair that Sprout's mom had been bringing upon the town regarding threats by the unicorns and Pegasi, everypony felt pretty prepared for any possible situation, what with all the new protective technology that Phyllis and her team had been inventing.
Speaking of which, the bell hanging above the station's front door jingled, and when Sprout finally looked up from his papers, he saw his own, nude mother strutting in through the front door. Phyllis wasn’t wearing anything on her body, not even her usual lanyard and pearl necklace, and she wore a smile that could have charmed an entire pack of timberwolves.
"Well, well, well! What have we here!" She said, with a bit too much cheer in her tone. "Has my special little man finally come around to dealing with the unicorn situation?"
Sprout was slightly caught off guard by this display, and he moved his eyes downwards, where he noticed the source of Phyliss' euphoria. The brightly pink mare moved her hind legs in a particularly odd fashion as she trotted, leaving a thin trail of marecum sprinkling onto the floor behind her as she moved towards her son's desk.
He groaned. "Mommy, please! We talked about this! You can’t just be walking around and speaking to me in public while looking like that!" He told her as she walked around the desk and wrapped a warm hoof around his shoulder.
"Oh, come on, my little deputy." Phyllis whispered in a hushed tone as she proceeded to quickly bury her snout in her son's neck, and begin to pepper soft, loving kisses deep into his fur. "You’ve been working too hard. Let Hitch run along and capture those little ponies all by himself. In the meantime, let’s stay here and have some "Mommy and Me time", hm?"
Sprout grimaced, and his eyes started darting around the station, from the open windows to the empty, darkened jail cells. "Aw, come on, Mom! Right now? What if somepony happens to walk in and sees us?"
"Hush now, Sprout." Phyllis whispered with a cheeky grin, covering her son's mouth with one hoof before quickly replacing it with her own mouth. She kissed her son lovingly, and after a few seconds, he returned it and kissed her back.
As the mother and her son passionately locked lips, Phyllis gingerly slid her other hoof down his chest and the rest of his body. It eventually reached his sheath and she began gently rubbing the same hoof against it, as if she were coaxing his member to come out from it’s home.
Sprout moaned ever so softly against his mother’s lips. He felt his shaft begin to slide out from the confines of it’s sheath. It quickly rose up and pressed against Phyllis' side, turning as stiff and red as the stallion’s coat.
Phyllis giggled and broke her lips free from the kiss. "Honestly now, Sprout. After all this years of fucking your own mother, and even when you’re all grown up you still can’t help but get turned on by me!"
The fur on his cheeks turning redder than usual, Sprout just giggled sheepishly and nodded. "Yeah, I know, I’m sorry. Can you just pretty please make this quick, Mommy? I have to get back to working on that giant machine of mine to attack the unicorns."
Phyllis smiled and winked. "Don’t worry, honeyboy. I promise I’ll be quick."
Sprout pushed his chair away from the desk to allow Phyllis to step in front of him and showed off her bare, puckered pussy, as she turned around and placed her front hooves up on the surface of his desk. She raised her tail up high to fully present herself to him.
"Go on. I know that you’ve secretly been waiting all week for this." She teased him.
Without a moment of hesitation, Sprout fumbled his way off of his chair and quite literally pounced onto his mother’s rear end, like a hungry predator. His bulging shaft wriggled and squirmed against his mother’s curves, trying to find it’s new home to inhabit. Phyllis couldn’t help but snort and giggle in response. "Wow, Sprouty! You act super rough on the outside, but your cock sure is ticklish!"
"Yup. That’s what I want to hear my future wife tell me one day, when I finally become the Sherrif of this town and start a family." Sprout sighed, momentarily reflecting on his future prospects. "But I guess for now I’ll just have to settle on you, Mommy."
"That’s-oh... oh, yes- that’s lovely, sweetheart." Phyllis moaned as she felt her son’s cock begin to touch her nethers, teasing the lips of her quivering slit. "I know you’ll find a pony who’s perfect for you one day. Sure, you’re a bit forceful, and touchy, and voiced by Ken Jeong, but I know there’s somepony out there who can look past all those aspects."
She slammed both of her hooves on the desk. "I can’t wait for you anymore, Sprout. Don’t keep your Mommy waiting!"
"Don’t worry, Mom. I’ll... aah..." Sprout gushed as his dick finally found it’s way inside his mom's pussy. Phyllis full on moaned as her son’s dick penetrated her and split her inner walls open. "Oh, YES, Sprout!" She squealed, clenching her teeth. "Fuck, you’re so HARD!"
"I know, Mom." Sprout said, really thrusting his cock into her. With each time he slammed his cock forward, he felt it swelling up more and more inside his mother’s back entrance. Globs of precum began to trickle forth from his swollen tip and licked the inner walls her marehood. Phyllis moaned with sincere pleasure.
"You like that, Mommy?" He asked her. "I’m giving you all the love Maretime Bay has to offer!" Her reactions were so intense, he could practically feel the musk of her arousal filling up his nostrils. "Now, are you ready for the grand finale?"
"The grand WHAT?" Phyllis looked back with one eyebrow raised, remembering how her son tended to get carried away with his plans sometimes. "Baby, just what are you talking about?"
"I’m talking about THIS!" Sprout arched his back and hollered as his cock emptied gallons of milky batter into his mom. He’d felt this sort of climax a million times before, and he still loved every long, stressful second of it. And he could only imagine the wonderful bliss Phyllis felt as he deposited his seed deep inside his mother’s cunny.
She full on screamed and turned her head towards the ceiling. Two pink hooves flew back to try and massage her stinging butt. "Spr-Sproooout..." She sullenly groaned her son’s name.
Sprout chuckled, feeling the heat draining from his face as he tried in vain to pull his soaked, drained cock free from Phyllis' snatch. "Heh, you don’t need to say it, Mom. I already know about how awesome I am." He placed his hooves on his mother’s curvy hips and tried yank himself free. Though his cock was beginning to soften as it finished leaking out it’s daily batch spunk, it was quit eating hard to pry loose.
Finally, with one last movement... Pop! His slippery cock broke free from it’s heavenly home and began to droop down towards the floor, dribbling a few small streams of semen in the process. "Ahhh, there we go." He sighed.
""There we go,"" Phyllis parroted with a laugh. She turned around and reached out to ruffle his golden yellow mane. "As if you haven’t done me that way a billion time over before." She licked her hoof and moved it down towards her sex in order to begin masturbating.
"Rrrright." Sprout sneered and rolled his eyes. He trotted around his desk and headed towards the front door. "Well, thanks for the help, Mom. Now I gotta head on over to the factory and get back to work on my special invention. You might want to get cleaned up."
"Whatever you say, honey." Phyllis heaved a loving sigh as she waved farewell to her son. She snuck a very brief glance in between his hind legs to catch a glimpse of his balls swinging low in between his legs. Man, did his equipment look nice! Chock full of thick, milky cum for her to swallow. As many times, and for as long as she wanted.
She licked her lips. Yup. He was going to make a damn fine sheriff one day.
