A Cheery Household Herd

“A friend of mine and I want to speak with you,” Tempest explained, “Is it alright if she and I speak with you and your wife?”

Pale thought it over and responded as he rubbed the side of his head with his hoof. “Tomorrow morning, maybe. I’m beat from a job that I just completed not long ago and I need a moment to relax, alright?”

“I understand,” Tempest replied with a nod as she started to trot off, “Oh and I appreciate what your friend did for me and my horn,” she tilted her head down to show off her mechanical horn that was attached to the stub where her biological one had been broken.

“That was Neon, yeah,” Pale replied, “He’s the current manager of the Batling Prosthetics Company, so I’ll be sure to let him know. For now…I need to veg out.”

“Of course--take your time, sir. Have a good day!” Tempest waved as she left.

Pale would make his way to Cheerilee’s house and huff as he stepped into her doorway. Cheerilee was currently in the kitchen stirring something in a pot on the stove.

“Blech,” he muttered as he flopped onto the couch. “Dealing with mobsters is never easy. Sucks to see what could’ve been good citizens fall to criminal activity…”

Cheerilee walked from around the couch and sat next to him. “Don’t worry yourself, sweetums. After all, they chose to dive deeper into a more vile way of life. It’s not your fault.”

“Of course not…” he sighed and shook his head. “Meh. Nothing I can worry about I suppose. It’s up to the judge and jury of Manehattan now.”

Cheerilee nibbled his neck, then proceeded to nuzzle him. “Does my hubby need some comforting?”

“I…if you’re not busy, then…” he muttered nervously.

“Oh you, just say it--you know I’m always here to give you some love if you need it,” Cheerilee offered with a giggle, then made a request. “However…I’m interested in that little trinket Moondancer gave you. I’d like to see what I’d look like a ‘humanoid’ form, is it?”

“...Something like that, yes,” Pale reached into his coat and activated the amulet. “Are you ready?”

“Of cour--”

Suddenly, Cheerilee would be given an anthropomorphic form mimicking that of her teacher’s outfit. A svelte, slender body with a large rump and ample bosoms spilling out of her white, buttom up dress shirt. Her legs were contained by black, transluscent stockings that ended at a pair of black heels as a pair of glasses appeared on her face.

“...How do I look, hun?”

Pale had also become anthropomorphic, still wearing his detective’s coat along with a pair of brown slacks and dress shoes. “...you look like a goddess,” he muttered in awe as he gazed upon her beauty. “What about me?”

“Like a chisled god, hun~” Cheerilee replied as she gazed at her husband, biting her lip, “Now to see how I look…” She looked down at herself, and grabbed at her chest. “Wow…so my teats are up here now? Interesting…”

Pale couldn’t help but stare at his wife who was essentially groping herself through her dress shirt. “Uh…uh-huh…”

Cheerilee then turned to the nearest mirror and posed in front of it. “Oh wow…this does look nice. I wonder how different Ponyville would be if everyone was like this for a day or two.”

“Huh--now there’s an interesting idea,” Pale replied, then thought about how trigger-happy Moondancer could be when it came to experimentation. “But I don’t think we should be giving Moondancer any extra ideas. She may end up giving us all strange body parts that we may not like.”

“Well I certainly enjoy this,” Cheerilee went on as she placed both of her hands on her shapely rear, causing both of her cheeks to jiggle. “Seems I’ve grown a bit back here as well. And how about you, hun?”

“...Me?”

Cheerilee walked over to the couch and sat upon her husband’s lap, straddling him and gently grinding her butt into his crotch. “Show me those lovely muscles of yours…~” she whispered hungrily as she grabbed ahold of his coat and tore it open.

“Mmph…!” The way his wife sat upon his body and exposed his pectorals to her caused him to blush as an erection rose from within his pants. “B-babe--aghhh…”

Cheerilee had started to grope his pecs as well as his abs, using her silky hands to feel up and stimulate each inch of his body. “Mmm…so fucking beautiful…” she growled with a bit of drool leaking from the side of her mouth. She then leaned in, and started to suck on each of his nipples while nuzzling against his chest.

“Ghhrgh…h-how do you like this for, Cheery?” Pale asked with a nervous blush on his face.

“Paley…you look like the pinnacle of stallionhood no matter what form you take,” she cooed while swirling her tongue around his chest. “Fuck…I just wanna sit on that sexy face of yours…” she giggled while travelling upwards, kissing along his neck and eventually his lips. “Go ahead, dear. It’s your turn…I’m your wife--touch me good.”

Cheerilee grabbed both of Pale’s hands with her own. She placed his right hand upon her left breast, and his left hand upon her right asscheek. “How do you like me…hmm…?”

“W-wow…” Pale was in a state of shock when he grabbed ahold of her curves. Her breasts were massive--easily the biggest pair that he had come across thus far and likewise, Cheerilee’s butt was a large, yet firm mass of cheek. In all, a hefty, motherly sort of figure. “Y-you’re…perfection, Cheerilee…”

“That’s what keeping your health up gets you. Now come here…~”

“Mmmph~!”

Pale’s eyes started to roll backwards as Cheerilee unbuttoned her dress shirt and pulled his entire face into the depths of her nude breasts. He was lost in her cleavage and was barely able to look up and see her face.

“S-so…so soft…” he squealed--his erection was so frustrated by this point that it had torn through his pants and broken the zipper with a plink!

“Oh my…” Cheerilee snickered as she reached behind herself and grabbed ahold of the tip of his bare cock with her hand while pushing her ass against it. “Such an eager little boy, hm? Want Mommy Cheerilee to take care of you~?”

“Y-yes!” he yelled aloud, “Please take care of me…and I’ll do the same for you in return, love…”

“Why don’t we head up to our bedroom where we can be more comfortable…~?”