Author's Note

Anthro, Cougar Milf, Button's gonna get a new Daddy, Kinky Stallions, Implied Pregnancy

A little more than a sleepover

Button Mash was going to have a great day today. It had taken a little arranging, and he would not be surprised if a small miracle had been required that he didn’t know about, but he had managed to get his gaming buddy to come visit, all the way from Manehatten. He was bringing his whole rig, which was portable enough to be moved from one house to another in a backpack, and the two planned for a whole weekend of nothing but gaming, pizza, and sci-fi movies in the background.

Said buddy was known as draftGamer, or to his friends that managed to get his real name out of him and not just his gamertag, Verdant Skies. His fur was rumored to be emerald green, and he said he had a heart as big as his own large self. Button didn’t know what that meant, his buddy never streamed with his camera on. Said he didn’t want people to see his face if he wasn’t playing a ‘rage game’.

Yes, he was a streamer, and Verdant had said he managed to get enough cash together to make the visit worthwhile. Not only in the sense of being able to take the day trip, but in being able to chip in with Button’s planned party. He still planned to stream while he was there, he would just do something multiplayer that would be easier with the both of them in the same room, and thus with less lag.

The colt on the verge of growing into his stallion age couldn’t be more excited to be part of something like one of Verdant’s streams.

The doorbell rang.

“Button, sweetie? Could you get that?” Button heard his mom call out from the kitchen.

“Yeah, mom!” Button called back as he raced downstairs. Something was itching in the back of his head. Something he needed to tell Verdant. As he opened the door, he convinced himself that whatever it was, it probably wasn’t important. “Heeeeeeyyy…..” Button’s jaw dropped as his voice died.

He had to look up to see the young stallion’s face. Verdant was big. The first comparison that came to mind was he was built like Big Mac, but Big Mac wasn’t green and didn’t have wings. Other than that, the mental comparison was pretty apt. He was wearing big, baggy clothing, possibly because they were the only ones that could fit him. But of the stallion’s arms, some of the only exposed bits Button could make out, he could see muscles like steel cables with every flex. Either Verdant took pride in maintaining his physique, or it came to him like that. Button barely managed to get his eyes back on the stallion’s face to see his mane of aquamarine hair. Just after that, the bigger stallion reached a hand up and ruffled Button’s own head. “Hey Button, glad to arrive,” Verdant said in a deep voice. He tucked his wings in at his side and slouched a little to get through the door after his host stepped to one side. “Yeah, most ponies have that reaction,” he commented after seeing Button still staring. “There’s a reason my channel is called draftGaming.”

“Sweet Celestia…” Button blinked. “Which parent was the clydesdale?”

“It runs on my dad’s side of the family, but it skipped him,” the green stallion explained. “It was also like a, vague thing on my mom’s side, but all it seemed to do was make her like six inches taller. But two recessive genes combined, and, well, here I am.”

“Button, you’re letting the cold air in.” Button heard his mom call.

“Shit! Right! Come in!” Button got out of the way so Verdant could come inside. The bigger stallion cleared the door and gently shrugged his backpack off, not dropping it to the ground. It did contain his setup, after all.

“Okay,” Verdant said, stretching a little bit. Not his wings, that wouldn’t be possible except in one of the rooms, but he did stretch his back and touch the ceiling. “So, where am I staying for this little party of yours?”

“Well you can take my room, I have a spot already set up for your rig. I’m gonna sleep in the living room.” Button gestured at the couch in front of the sizable TV. “My room’s upstairs.”

“Is that Verdant?” Button’s mom asked as a mare stepped out of the kitchen. There was something different though. She was naked.

Button blinked at her, his smile slowly fell. ‘Oh right. That.’

“Hi, I’m Cream Heart, Button’s mom.” Cream said with a smile as she walked over and held out her hand. “You can call me Cream.”

Verdant’s eyes bugged for a moment. “Damn Button, you didn’t tell me your mom was smokin’ hot,” he stage-whispered, not taking his eyes off of her for a moment.

“Oh goodness.” Cream giggled, growing a rosy pink blush on her cheeks.

“I am so sorry.” Button said, wincing as he looked up at Verdant. “I’m kinda used to it by now. My mom’s been a nudist for awhile now, I should have asked her to put something on.”

“Hey, I mean, why cover up perfection?” Verdant asked, gently putting his bag down and using his hands to make a vague approximation of Cream’s body. “Honestly, if I’d known I’d be greeted by hot mare, I’d have tried harder to come over sooner.”

“Oh you can come whenever you want.” Cream tittered, then caught herself. “I mean, come over whenever you want.” She coughed into a hand. “I should let you two get settled, do either of you want anything?”

“Dude, you’re awesome, but could you not flirt with my mom?” Button asked with a small frown.

“She started it by walking around naked,” Verdant countered to Button, before turning to Cream. “And thank you for the offer, miss. Button and I have been planning this for a little while, we’re going to order some delivery and game together for my stream tonight. Really, I should be asking you what you’d feel like eating, I’ll be paying for it so as to be a good houseguest.”

“Oh, I’m trying to diet.” She waved away his concerns. “I’ve got my own salads I make.”

“I think we can get a nice big salad delivered, one of the restaurants does one, right Button?” Verdant asked. “I think that was an option at one point.”

“Absolutely, there’s a couple places.” Button nodded.

“You don’t have to do that.” Cream smiled. “It’s fine, really.”

Verdant raised a hand. “Ma’am, I pride myself on trying to be the best pony I can be. Which means being a good guest, which means making sure you have no complaints about me being here. Button and I might have pizza, but I am going to be considerate of your diet and get you a salad.”

“If you insist.” She sighed. “Thank you. But, I have a dishwasher to finish unloading, so you two have fun.” With that, the mare turned and headed back into the kitchen, where she could be seen bending over as she pulled out dishes.

“Dude, your mom is going to kill me tonight with that ass,” Verdant said in a normal tone of voice. “She’ll bend over and I won’t be paying attention to the game anymore.”

“I’m not calling you dad.” Button deadpanned as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Nah, you can call me by my gamertag when we get this whole thing set up,” Verdant teased, picking up his bag again. “So, I know you said something about taking the couch, but as a good guest, I insist that be my spot, so I’m not kicking you out of your bed. That being said, where do you want to set up this party?”

“Well we could use my room, or we could take over the living room.” Button hummed. “Mom, can we take over the living room?”

“Feel free to spread out wherever you two. I just want you two to have fun.” Cream called out from the kitchen, accompanied by the clinking of dishware.

“Cool, as long as you have a big enough table, I can set everything up real fast,” Verdant nodded. “One good thing of having a portable setup is being able to stream from any sufficiently large surface.”

“We could scoot the dining room table over.” Gesturing at the large table in a small room off of the kitchen.

“That’d work,” Verdant said, looking the living room over. Spotting an armchair, he put his bag down next to it, before heading to the dining room.

Then Button got a view as to how strong Verdant must be when he picked the dining room table up gently and waddle-carried it over to sit in front of the armchair he’d picked out for his own use.

“I’m feeling emasculated by my best friend.” Button said flatly.

“Oh hush, sweetie. You’ll get your dad’s genes any day now.” Cream said as she came in and set down a kettle and a couple coffee cups. “I have tea or coffee if you want it.”

“Tea for me, I’m trying to cut down on the amount of coffee I drink,” Verdant requested. After that he started pulling out parts for his streaming setup from his bag, linking cable to port with relative ease.

“Alright, I’ll bring out some tea bags.” Cream smiled and quickly shuffled back to the kitchen.

“Lemme know if you need help with that.” Button offered.

“Actually yeah,” Verdant held up a small cable that dangled from his computer. “Got wired net here? I can use wireless, but I find that using a cable makes for a stable connection.”

“Lemme go dig around. I’m sure we have long enough ethernet cables.” Button replied, before heading upstairs.

“And can I help you with anything?” Cream asked, coming back in with a small plate holding some individual tea bags.

“I mean,” Verdant looked up with a smirk. “You’re raising morale just by being around. As well as other things~” he teased.

“Oh please.” Cream tittered. “You wouldn’t want an old hag like me.”

“You’re hardly a hag,” Verdant scoffed, waving a hand. “You’ve aged, yes, but from juice to a fine, rich wine that simply must be appreciated. Otherwise it’s a crime.”

Cream flushed pink. “Th-thank you. I… haven’t gotten compliments like that lately, sorry, I really don’t know how to respond.”

“Hey, I’m glad to get a response, none of the mares back home seem to think I’m mature enough for them,” Verdant shrugged, turning back to his setup. With a final plug, everything was wired up. “And now all I need is an outlet,” he mused. “Just so I don’t lose battery power halfway through the streaming.”

“Oh, lemme see!” Cream jumped and got on her hands and knees to open a cupboard in the entertainment center below the TV. “I know we had a surge protector in here….”

Verdant’s earlier quip about other things being raised by her presence was certainly ringing true now. He could hardly tear his eyes away from that generous butt. And if her tail were to twitch, he might find it hard to think. He was just grateful he was wearing baggy pants, she wouldn’t be able to tell that he had a reaction.

“No, we need the longer one…” Cream talked to herself, as her tail started to swish back and forth.

Verdant was quite sure that if he got an uninterrupted peek, he would certainly have to think fast. Because he’d be staring for ages.

Then her tail flopped to the side.

Well. Verdant had found heaven. And it was between an older mare’s legs.

“AH ha!” Cream cheered as she shimmied back and shifted to her knees, raising a surge protector power strip. She turned to look at him. “You okay, you’re looking… well, as flushed as me.”

“It’s fine, I’m just going to have to get used to having a sexy naked mare parading around,” Verdant replied on autopilot. Then he blinked, realized what he said, and started mentally cursing himself.

“I’m-” She blinked. “I’m sexy?”

Well, in for a bit. “I mean, motherhood certainly agrees with you,” Verdant took the plunge. “It went to all the right places to emphasize your assets, and you’re not ashamed of your body to have put on a shirt once I arrived. Honestly that kind of confidence is very attractive.”

“To be perfectly honest, I can be a bit of an airhead sometimes. Button normally goes out, because certain ponies don’t like me going around naked.” Cream giggled a little nervously. “I should’ve remembered to at least put an apron on.”

“I’m not sure that would have helped much,” Verdant muttered. He coughed and held up the power cable for his setup. “So. This can reach a little ways away, but I’d still need an outlet…”

“Need an extension cord?” She gestured at an outlet on the wall, just a bit too far for both the cable and strip combo.

“Yeah, I’ll ask Button to find one,” the stallion replied after a moment of thinking about it. “Thank you for finding that cord, miss. It’ll be useful, I’m sure.”

“Of course.” She nodded as Button came downstairs.

“Sorry, Sweetie called, so that sidetracked me.” Button apologized as he trailed a long cord behind him. “Got the cable hooked up to the modem so we just got to hook it up- and you need an extension cord.” The colt sighed as he handed the ethernet cable to Verdant. “This shouldn’t take, like a half-hour.” He rolled his eyes as he went right back upstairs.

“Anything else I can help you with before he gets back.” Cream gestured at the stairs.

“Well I mean, part of me is grateful for my baggy clothing, because trust me, you’re helping a part of me a lot,” Verdant teased the older mare.

Cream flushed yet again. “W-well… want some help with that?”

Verdant’s brain took a moment to take that in. “Button would kill me,” the stallion commented blandly. “Not that I’m saying I don’t appreciate the offer, but your son would pluck my wings and skin me out of sheer rage if I tried that.”

“Y-you have a point.” Cream said, with a small shiver. “I’ll… be right back.” She said as she started upstairs, just as Button came down.

“You okay, mom?” Button asked.

“Fine, sweetie, just… need to grab something.” Cream smiled sweetly.

Button shrugged and held out the coiled up extension cord. “Here.” He paused. “You good, you stare at mom too long?” He snickered.

“Well when she bends over and flicks her tail outta the way, kinda hard not to stare,” Verdant fired back. He took the cords and started running them in a chain to the nearest outlet, before pausing and realizing he’d just admitted to perving on his mom to his face.

“I don’t stare, that’s my mom, but not surprised you do.” Button shrugged.

“I mean, she’s mature, but that just means she has experience,” Verdant countered. After running the chain back to the wall and plugging the ethernet cable in, he held his breath and pushed the button to turn his rig on.

It whirred to life, and Verdant let out the breath he’d been holding. Everything worked just fine.

“Ya know I said not to cheat on my mom, change of plans. Go ham.” Button chuckled. “Haven’t seen mom that flustered in awhile, I just want her to be happy.”

“...I am fairly sure you would be singing a different tune if I had taken your mother up on her offer to ‘help’ me with my reaction to her walking around naked,” Verdant posed.

Surprisingly.

“Hey, so long as I don’t have to see anything, you do you, or her in this case.” Button shrugged again and moved over to flop onto the couch. “Buuuut, having said that, I’m probably going to be walking in on you banging my mom one of these days.”

“Let’s focus on the stream for tonight,” Verdant posed instead. “So I bought you something before I left, it should be arriving in your inbox right about now. Remember the game I’ve been streaming that has multiplayer?”

“Huh?” Button blinked, rolling over to sit up and pull his laptop into his lap. He plopped the laptop in his lap and blinked at the screen. “Huh. You didn’t have to do that.”

“Hey, how else are you going to be my cohost if you can’t play the same game as me?” Verdant teased. “So, we can do this one of two ways. My main can walk one of your characters through the game, or one of my alts can join you on the journey and we’ll both probably die.”

“I’m preferable to the first option.” Button shrugged. “Give it a min to instal.”

“Oh yeah, for sure,” Verdant agreed. “Gonna take me that long to boot up the software as well, not just for the game but for the streaming. Plus I’m gonna need to get your voice in the stream, which will take me a minute to work out.”

“We can just use Discord or something.” Button offered, unraveling his headset.

“That’ll work,” Verdant agreed. “Okay, so...running a few programs at once, everything seems to be good on my end. When you’re ready, boot the game up and give me a call, and we can-”

Verdant’s voice trailed off as Cream re-emerged from upstairs.

“Oh shoot! Sorry! Ignore me!” Cream said, rushing to get to the kitchen.

Verdant blinked a few times, not moving from where he’d seen her come back downstairs. “Button?” he eventually said.

“What?” Button looked towards him.

“I’m not sure I’m going to make it through the stream without busting thanks to your mom,” the stallion solemnly intoned.

“Good luck with that dude.” Button chuckled.

The streaming had gone well. Verdant’s audience had enjoyed him having a co-host for the game, and he was able to walk Button through most of the aspects of it without killing the both of them at the same time. Of course, with two people, the bosses were harder, so they got very close to the end of the game before dying due to the penultimate boss.

Now Verdant was winding down, playing something to take his mind off of what had occurred. It wasn’t a failure, he’d had fun showing Button around the game. And maybe tomorrow they’d focus on leveling up either him or his town so that they might stand a chance again.

Of course, his definition of ‘winding down’ was ‘Hardcore Minecraft’. Because he was crazy and liked living on the edge. “Captain’s log, day seven,” he mock-intoned. “I have acquired enough diamonds for both a pick and enchanting table, gold for boots, and my mineshaft has not encountered any dangerous areas. Now begins the hunt for books.”

“So, did Button end up leaving you alone out here?” Cream announced herself as she leaned against the railing of the stairs. “Though… I did hear him talking to Sweetie.”

“Oh, uh, yeah,” Verdant said, pausing his game and looking back a little bit. “We had fun on stream and now I’m doing something different to calm down from helping him through the tower of doom.”

“Well good, I’m glad you had fun.” The mare smiled at him. “Gonna stay up for long?”

“Yeah, my friends joke that I piss Luna off by going to sleep at midnight and waking up at ten,” Verdant joked.

“I know that feeling.” Cream giggled and came down to sit on the couch, watching his screens. “So what are you working on?”

“Hardcore minecraft, you only get one life,” Verdant explained. “Meaning you have to take everything super careful. Armor, shielding, not going out at night, not going anywhere without a bed, things like that.”

“Oh riiiiight, Button plays that with Sweetie. Though Sweetie usually ends up getting Button killed.” Cream smiled.

“I can believe that,” Verdant chuckled. “Well, I’ve managed to get enough done for a week’s worth of time in the game, I found plenty of iron and diamonds for later. Now it’s time to find some books, but I can worry about that at another time.”

“Got something else on your mind?” The mare asking, tilting her head curiously.

“Nah, it’s just, getting an enchanting setup is hard enough in hard mode, hardcore is just gonna be stressful,” Verdant replied, shutting the game down for the evening. “I need to find forty-five books for the bookcases, plus one more for the enchanter itself, and I still need to find some way to farm XP safely. That promises to be...fun,” the stallion said sarcastically at the end. “I’m gonna need to look up some tutorials online before I tackle the last bit.”

“Sounds stressful.” Cream hummed, getting up and walking over to the soon-to-be-stallion.

“Yeah, one surprise creeper and the whole thing goes up in smoke,” Verdant agreed. He clicked over to something cute to watch before pausing and looking at the approaching mare. “Um, hi?” he questioned. “Can I help you?”

“That’s my question. Can I help you?” The mare asked sultrily.

“This is a sudden change,” Verdant blinked, part of him agreeing with her new tone. “I mean, when I complimented you earlier, you sort of blushed, and now-”

“I’m feeling assertive thanks to your confidence boost.” The mare bent over a bit, emphasizing certain… assets.

“U-uh, well,” Verdant gulped, shifting his legs slightly and therefor making the bulge running down his leg obvious for a split second. “Um. I uh, know that Button, doesn’t mind the idea, as long as he doesn’t have to wat-”

That growing bulge suddenly had a hand on it, slowly rubbing it through his pants. “And Button’s upstairs saying all kinds of naughty things to his marefriend.”

Verdant let out a moan at her touch, before panting. “M-Miss Heart. Wh-where are you taking this?” he had the presence of mind to ask. “Not that I’m...saying no. I just want to know what such a beautiful mare as yourself...wants first.”

“I want this,” she squeezed the still growing bulge, “inside me. And your face in my tits.”

“U-uh, miss Heart, I didn’t bring any...protection,” the stallion explained, spreading his legs a little wider. “I wasn’t expecting…”

Her hand rubbed faster. “Pregnancy isn’t guaranteed, not that I would mind if I was. Pregnant sex is amazing.” She said with a groan as her fingers felt around his flare.

Verdant blinked a few times. “That makes it sound like you’d be keeping me here to experience that, miss Heart,” he explained.

“If you want to, or you could always come visit Button more often.” She winked.

“You make a compelling argument, but is there even room for me here?” Verdant questioned, bucking his hips up into her touch a little bit.

“We have a basement we’re not using~” She sing-songed into his ear as he felt her hand dip into his pants to grip his shaft.

Oh, he was thick. And long. It’d be like shoving a baseball bat inside her if she truly wanted this, except he didn’t narrow anywhere.

“I-I mean, if you want to keep me,” Verdant panted. “I wouldn’t say no to a basement.” He then tried to be a little cheeky. “I also wouldn’t say no to waking up with you~”

“Going to bed in our one beds, only to wake up in each other's.” She hummed, slowly stroking him.

“Something tells me there’s not going to be a whole lot of sleeping done in these beds,” Verdant joked.

“Probably not.” She seemed to think for a moment. “So, gonna leave the lady as the only one naked?”

“...Miss Heart, are you trying to convert me into being a nudist in this house?” Verdant joked, shrugging off his shirt and revealing his upper body to her. “Because if it means being able to walk into a room and get off with your help, I just might.”

“Depends on what you’d want me to do?” She backed up. “Hands, tits, mouth… pussy…” She purred the last word.

“You’re going to make Button a brother very quickly with offers like that,” Verdant warned, starting to unzip his pants.

“I don’t think he’d mind.” Cream giggled, massaging her herself sensually.

Verdant pulled his lower coverings off in one motion, and his cock sprang up to smack into Cream’s belly. It was thick, long, and oozing a faint dollop of pre that smelled of salt and seed. His musk started to seep into the air, not helping the situation any.

“Need momma to help take care of that?” Cream asked, getting on her knees.

“I mean, correct me if I’m wrong, but I think you’re wet enough that we don’t need foreplay,” the stallion countered. “Or have you not been getting wet while you rubbed me?”

“I think you’re the first guy I’ve met that turned down a blowjob.” She responded by getting back up, walking over to the couch, and sitting down. Only for her to spread her legs and snake her hand down to her crotch so she could spread her very wet lips wide with a pair of fingers.

Verdant made sure the table was well out of the way, so that he wouldn’t unplug anything by walking over, before he got up and walked to the couch. Then he surprised Cream by picking her up and hovering her lips over his cocktip with ease.

He felt her shudder. “Goodness, I haven’t been treated like this… ever…” She said, biting back a moan.

Then Verdant lowered her so that his tip slowly spread her tunnel as he plumbed her depths, always looking at her face to see if she was uncomfortable.

The mare’s eyes were closed. Her breaths were slow, even, as if not to give into her need too early. She seemed almost at peace.

Verdant managed to hilt himself inside the mare, just about. He held Cream up by her behind as he waited for her to have some sort of response to the filling she had been given. He wasn’t about to fuck her senseless until she said something about how he was doing things.

“You’re very careful.” She commented with a hum, opening her eyes to meet his. “Trying not to bust already?”

“More like trying not to break you,” the stallion countered. “You might be a mature mare, but I’m aware that I’m a draft pony. I’m pretty sure most mares wouldn’t be able to take me in a few more years.”

“Button’s father was a Clydesdale, he’s gonna grow up big. Don’t hold back on my account.” She said with a half-lidded gaze.

Well.

With permission given, Verdant started treating the mare like a living, breathing fucktoy, lifting her off his cock and slamming her back down, thrusting up with every motion to maximize the filling he was giving to the elderly mare. He didn’t even wait for her to wrap her legs around him, he just went for it.

Cream’s head snapped back as she started to gasp out “Ooo’s,” “Ahh’s” and the occasional “Fuck-” with each thrust.

“You,” Verdant grunted out, “Are so wet and tight. I’m going to fix that second one tonight.”

“G-Good!” Cream managed to gasp out.

“Maybe I’ll stretch out your stomach with a foal...or three...or ten,” Verdant teased, using one hand to rub over the bulge he made in her stomach.

She groaned a giggle. “D-don’t threaten m-me with a g-good time.”

Verdant went back to supporting her with both hands and growled his next statement into her ear. “I’m going to fuck you every day until the foal comes,” he promised. “And then when it’s out of you, we wait as long as the doctor says to be healthy, and then I fuck you twice as hard each day to make up for the waiting.”

“What h-happened to the sh-shy c-colt from a few m-minutes ago?” Cream gasped out, trying to smirk through her lust haze.

“He met a mare that said yes, could take his cock, and wanted more,” the colt answered easily. “And I am nothing if not capable of giving you a good fuck. I hope you don’t plan to walk tomorrow.” With that, he began to use her harder and faster.

Cream went limp, allowing him to just use her. At his direction, her legs were wrapped around his waist, and he brought her head down to trap her lips in a heated kiss. He just stood like that for a moment, the older mare wrapped around him and kissing her, before he broke the kiss and began pistoning her hips up and down more rapidly.

“Going to fill you up,” he warned. “Going to start your new life as a fuck-toy.”

“P-please…” She moaned. “F-fill m-m-me u-up….”

Okay, how far could he push this? Correction, how far had she gone into lust? “What’s your name?” he asked, gauging the waters. “What are you?”

“C-Cream H-Heart… B-but y-you c-can call m-me…” She gasped, trying to think of a name.

“You’re my little pet hole, aren’t you?” Verdant teased. “If I need my cock sheathed somewhere warm, you’re there for me.”

“Y-yesssss….” She groaned.

Then Verdant laid her on the couch and started thrusting into her harder, now that he could use his arms to hold her still instead of support her. “You, and I, are going to have a wonderful time together,” he promised. “Ready to give Button a sibling?”

“YES! PLEASE!” She cried out. Verdant pulled their hips flush, and then she felt it.

A rush of warmth bubbling up deep inside her, not escaping but seeping deeper and deeper the more he flooded her with...his seed, his essence. He was cumming into her deepest reaches, and it was going deeper still. He felt her quiver and shake as she collapsed against him.

“Well, that was good for round one,” Verdant commented idly. “Give me five minutes and I can do you again.”

The mare chuckled. “Good.”

Button yawned as he came downstairs. He paused at the bottom of the stairs. There was his mom and Verdant, both barely covered by a blanket. His mom seemed to be riding the colt. Quite vigorously at that.

He blinked once.

Twice.

“Dammit.” He grumbled before turning around and going right back upstairs.

He needed to bleach his eyes, and his brain.