Everypony in Canterlot knows about the young heiress living in the mansion up in the hills, Gossamer Gleam. They know that she is quiet, reclusive, and socially awkward. They know that she seems to spend an awful lot of time being pregnant. The rest of the mare's background is a mystery, plagued by questions that she makes little attempt to answer.

Like many others, Caramel Swirl has pondered what the deal is with this enigmatic mare who stops by her café every now and then. Why does she act this way? What has she been doing with her life? Why is she always pregnant?

Now she may finally be on the cusp of some answers.

The answers may prove to be too much for her to handle.

Contains the following: anthro, hyper, pregnancy, lactation, eldritch horror, mindfuckery, and many questions that may or may not have answers.

Cover art by Vesper/Lesang and myself.

Other Gossamer Gleam stories:
Resonance
Blur
Plunge
Lonesome Widows
What Does It Feel Like?