I returned from a long day at the Manehattan markets, selling apples with Bright Mac. I opened the barn doors, pushing in the empty carts. I was lost in my own world when I heard a strange noise from the loft. It sounded like something was trapped up in the loft. Unlike Applejack, who hated bats, I had a gentle heart and climbed the ladder with the intention of coaxing the lost creature out with an apple slice. Hoping to shoo it out the window before my daughter discovered it. I have no idea where my daughter got her temper from.
However, what I saw was no bat or bird. It was…my son! Big Macintosh was balls deep in another Stallion. Not just any stallion was pinned beneath my son. It was…Shining Armor!
Does Princess Cadence know about this?
I stood petrified and breathless as the larger stallion emptied himself into the smaller, distinguished stallion. Cum pooled on the floor. Glimmering in the glow of another picturesque sunset. Big Mac withdrew, glancing out of the window in the loft.
“Fuck…You feel good on me cock. I wish…ah…I could put my foal inside ya. Me ma’ ‘ill be home soon. You should clean yer’self up, Shinin’.” Big Mac panted in his slow, broken drawl.
“You…ah…are…ah…absolutely…correct, my Macky.” Shining Armour nodded with a sigh. His knees were too weak. If the unicorn took one step he would fall onto his face. He levitated a rag over to clean himself up with. He was in no hurry to leave. Cadence was busy - probably muzzle deep in Luna’s soft pussy lips. I was not supposed to be home until well after dark.
“Shush.” Big Mac murmured in Shining’s ear before biting down HARD on the stallion’s shoulder. “If me family hears yer moanin’, they’ll kick ‘mer ass. An’ yours. You slut.”
“Yeah-” Shining Armor was cut off by the squeak of a floorboard. His cock retracted into its sheath.
I dove behind some boxes of farming equipment. Covering my muzzle with my hooves.
“Whose there?” The unicorn was suddenly in defensive mode. His horn illuminated. He pushed his head into the shadows. His eyes straining. Poised in a stance his slender body remembered from his time in Canterlot royal guard.
“What’s the matter, Shinin’?”
“I thought I heard…something.”
“Haha. You don’t need to be-” Big Mac was cut off when he saw the line of empty carts out on the pasture below. The royal unicorn HAD to leave before I found them. Or worse.
“I didn’t see anything!” I shouted louder than I anticipated. “I swear.”
Big Mac would have turned redder than he already was if that were possible. Shining Armor on the other hoof, he coughed to clear his throat.
“What a surprise it is to see you, ma’am.” The unicorn bowed his head, shaking loose some straw that jutted out of his mane at multiple angles. Shining Armor swept his tail down over his gaping, dripping anus.
“A…pleasant surprise to be sure. Ahem. Would you mind if I joined you for dinner? Sometimes, Macintosh invites me to dine with him and his sisters. I understand if you choose to decline.”
My mind was still reeling from what I saw. I nodded. I, a simple Earth Pony, had walked in on my oldest son pounding into the husband of the Princess of the Crystal Empire.
“Uh…yeah…I need to…go.” I had no problem with them both being stallions. “Please excuse me.” I turned and took a couple of steps down the ladder. Halfway down, I lost my footing.
“Ma!” Big Mac shouted, rushing over, fearing the worst. Instead of seeing his own mother laying broken on the ground, he saw me caught by a cloud of shimmering magic, courtesy of Shining Armor. Big Mac kissed the unicorn’s cheek for saving me from the fall.
“Are you okay, ma’am?” Shining asked. He assumed that I had fainted from shock.
“She’s not hurt, is she?” Big Mac rushed down the ladder to my side.
“I don’t think so, Macky.” Shining breathed out, lowering me to the ground with his magic. I remained still. If I moved, I would lose consciousness from the shock of what transpired.
“Um. What should we do?”
“You’re going to carry her inside. I really should get going before she-”
“No. Please stay tonight. My sisters can tend to her. You deserve a reward for saving her.”
“Oh, yeah? What kind of reward?” Now Big Mac had Shining’s undivided attention.
Being draped over my son’s back was the last thing I remembered. My panicked mind could not handle the rocking motion of Big Mac’s lumbering gait. Everything faded to black.
Ms Cake and I used to meet up after their chores were done to avoid our parent’s ire. They never suspected two mares would fall in love. Bright Mac was sometimes included to throw our parents off. He didn’t mind being sandwiched between two mares like a butter cream filling between two slices of cake. Bright Mac, as beautiful of a stallion as he is, he is a country boy and therefore, he’s not all that complicated. Occasionally he likes to remind me how wild I used to be. However, as we grew up and I became more business orientated, we no longer met up as much. Years later, when Ms Cake couldn’t conceive with her husband, I acted as her surrogate. Mr Cake, bless his heart, his such a gentle and generous stallion. He had no idea why Ms Cake would choose me, but he was grateful enough to attend the tests I endured. There were so many tests to make sure that the foal was healthy and so was I.
I remember the day as if it were yesterday. There are some days the memories for years past are clearer than things I do daily like what I ate for breakfast, if at all, or how many apple products I sold. Nurse Redheart welcomed me into the clinic, waving her hoof. Ms Cake looked anxious and apologetic as I filled out the paperwork. I gave her a smile to cheer her up, slicking my frizzy orange hair back with a rubber band I wore around my forehoof.
Ms Cake held my hoof throughout the entire process, staring with morbid curiosity. I laid there indignantly with my hind hooves up in the birthing stirrups with my mare hood covered by a sheet to preserve some modesty, staring up at the ceiling as the plastic gloves crinkled between my legs. Nurse Redheart applied lubricant to her plastic clad hoof and then to the sterile injector and long rubber tube, full of Mr Cake’s sperm and Ms Cake’s eggs. I tensed and inhaled sharply as the tube sank deeper. Nurse Redheart pushed steadily until the tube reached its mark. Nurse Redheart looked up at us. I nodded. The plunger was deployed. I gagged on my own saliva in surprise. It was like a load from Bright Mac. Ms Cake rubbed my belly to calm me. Her hoof trembled so I reached up and laid my hoof over hers.
“Isn’t this amazing? This is going to be your baby, Cupcake.” I said, “You should be excited.”
“I am excited.”
“Then what is this look for?” I laughed softly.
“What look?”
I laughed louder. Even Nurse Redheart looked concerned as she wiped the excess off my mare hood and proceeded to clean up.
“How are you feeling, Pear Butter?” She asked sweetly.
“Like I can return to workin’ in the fields with Bright Mac until sundown.”
“I would recommend against that until you’ve birthed, Pear Butter.” Nurse Redheart sighed.
“Hey mumma.” Apple Bloom said, sidling underneath one of my limbs for snuggle.
“Yes, my sweetie?”
“Are you okay?”
“Yes, dear. Just…Lost in thought. You’ll understand when you’re older.”
“Yer sure? Shinin’ said you might ‘ave hit yer head when you fell an’ I’m scared mumma.”
I rubbed her head.
“You don’t need to worry about me.” Shining, how could I forget? The image was burned into my brain. My son mounting him like a mare. Shining giving that same expression I wore when I made love to Ms Cake and Bright Mac. “Did you say Shining? Is he still here?”
“He wanted to stay, but the Princess called him back. He asked me to keep an eye on you.”
“That’s very kind of him. Where is your brother?”
“He’s out with AJ and papa. Why?”
“How about you join them?”
“You mean it?!” Apple Bloom’s eyes lit up with delight.
I nodded and smiled at her. I needed the time alone to think of what to say to my son or what not to say. She dashed out, forgetting that Shining told her to keep an eye on me. I was left to stew in my own thoughts like a pear jam on a stovetop.
