Essence

Cream Heart put her barcode butt plug in, and sat in the mares locker room to wait. She watched the clock on the wall, counting out the minutes until it was time for her to walk into the main production room. She strode across the floor towards a very specific table, hoping that there would be a vacant seat. She frowned where there was not. But alas...

"I've gotta tap out," one of the mares said, turning off her chair. She dismounted herself and her equipment before slinking down to the floor to retrieve her jar. Cream Heart watched and waited insistently for the custodial crew to come by to clean and sterilize the chair for her. In the meantime, a cage rolled along its track towards the table with a fresh gimp. She watched it make a full lap around the table and started a second lap by the time her seat was ready.

She quickly attached the replica dildo of Button's penis into her seat basin and sat on it to strap in her harness connections. It scanned the barcode on her butt plug and started her profile cycle. Over the past couple of weeks, she had become accustomed to it and was able to relax and sip her Zesper cocktail in relative comfort as the machine started to milk her of her marecum.

She anxiously watched the gimp cage move along the ceiling track, making its way around the table. She bristled with a twinge of jealousy as each of the other mares took turns sniffing his musk or licking his balls for a dose of his pheromones. His erection leaned out with a slight bow.

"He doesn't really seem like he's into it today..." one of the mares mused after licking his shaft didn't get him any closer to cumming for her.

Cream Heart tried to conceal her smirk as the cage got closer to her. She could feel her own excitement rising in her lower abdomen, and so did the chair's sensors, increasing its haptic feedback. By the time her turn with the gimp was next, it was thrusting faster and deeper, targeting her g-spot and vibrating harder on her clitoris.

Cream Heart looked up at her blindfolded son in the cage. His thick cock hung at a turgid half-mast in front of her. She leaned forward just enough to gently cradle his scrotum in her hoof, and she surreptitiously gave the tip of his dick three quick kisses.

Button Mash tensed and squirmed against his bindings inside the cage. His cock stiffened as hard as steel rebar.

The other mares at the table glared at her. "Fucking Della Kremm with the magic touch again," one muttered, addressing her by her acquired callsign from De La Crème.

Cream Heart gave him just a tiny, teasing lick before pushing him along the track. The gimp cage rattled slightly as the agitated stallion moaned into his gag. Though he was blindfolded, he turned to look at where he knew Cream Heart was sitting and let out a frustrated snort.

Cream Heart smirked harder. If flared nostrils could kill... She watched and waited to see if he could make it all the way around the table now, knowing that she was watching. The other mares took full advantage of his heightened arousal and each tried their best. His breathing became ragged snorts as though he were practicing Lamaze. By the time he had gone around the table, he was no longer sure which way he was facing. His head turned from side to side, blindly trying to look at where she was sitting.

But he did make it around again. He felt that same, familiar gentleness of her warm hoof holding his heavy balls. Achingly-full from his pre-shift Neighagra potion. Again, Cream Heart gave his dick three tiny kisses, and he knew for sure it was her. He moaned into his gag and his tip flared. She grasped his shaft and planted her lips over his tip. She felt his shaft throb and pulse in her hooves and heavy ropes of his thick cum pumped into her waiting, eager mouth.

As soon as his first rope splashed against the back of her throat, it sent her over the edge. Her pussy quivered and trembled as she came, spraying her basin with powerful gushes of her marecum. She maintained her focus and controlled her breathing through her climax. She sucked and swallowed her son's cum just as fast as he could give it to her until she left him completely drained.

The tip of his dick audibly popped out of her mouth. She panted and caught her breath as his flare shrank. The other mares groaned in disappointment as his shaft and started to droop and retreat back into his sheath. Cream Heart's smug grin didn't help. She wiped a small dribble of his cum from her lips as she watched a staff pony move his gage along the midway track to return him to the stallions recovery room.

"How do you do that every time?" her neighbor asked.

Cream Heart just smiled and tapped the side of her nose. "Secret." She picked up her electrolyte tonic and took a deep sip. She glanced at the clock and noted the time. Even with Neighagra tonics, he would need at least forty five minutes to recover and be ready for another round. She wasn't about to move from her seat. But she needed to pace herself.

The next gimp cage rolled out along the track. A young, light-grey pegasus. As his cage made its way along the table's track, Cream Heart leaned back with zero interest and passed him along. It was only fair to the other mares after all. At least, that was what she would tell them.

That evening, Cream Heart shuffled to the cash-out counter and placed her two full jars on the counter. No matter how many times she saw it, the clerk was still amazed by her sheer volume. An alert popped up on her monitor.

"Oh? Uh, the mistress needs to speak with you," she told Cream Heart. "Apparently it's urgent."

"Oh?"

The clerk nodded.

Cream Heart walked with some hesitation towards Stellar Flare's office. Had she found out about Button's relation to her? He had his father's surname and she had kept her maiden name. And he wouldn't have told her. Unless one of those other, jealous mares figured it out and snitched on her... Cream Heart's anxiety only rose as she got closer to the office door. Would she fire her? Report them to the authorities? She sighed. There was only one way to find out. She knocked on the door.

"Enter!" Stellar Flare answered tersely. Cream Heart walked nervously into the large office. "Ah, Della," she greeted. "Please, come, sit down."

Cream Heart sat in the chair opposite the desk from Stellar. "Am I in some kind of trouble?"

"I should say so!" Stellar Flare said, opening a file folder. "It seems you've been keeping a secret from me."

Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck.

Stellar Flare pulled out a sheet of paper and looked at it. "As you know, we sample test every every single batch of product that we produce here. A comprehensive panel for any contaminants that might compromise the product for our consumers. Things like UTIs or STDs. And of course..." Stellar Flare trailed off as she slid the paper across the desk. Cream Heart looked at the highlighted, underlined, and circled, result. She felt the color drain from her face.

"I'm pregnant?" she asked with barely a whisper. "Are you sure?"

Stellar Flare nodded. "We had the lab double check it. Twice. You need to tell me about these things!"

"I'm sorry... I... I'll go to a clinic right away for a contraceptive potion!"

"Don't you DARE!" Stellar Flare shouted, leaping out of her chair. Cream Heart's eyes went wide. Stellar composed herself and took a deep breath. "Pardon me. I can not... force you... to keep it. But..." she cleared her throat. "I will offer you double your usual production rate for the duration of your pregnancy. The... Essence of a pregnant mare is an incredibly hot commodity. We mustn't squander this opportunity."

"But... this kind of work... would it even be safe?"

"Absolutely! As always, your safety, and the safety of your foal is paramount! We've already developed a custom profile for pregnant mares. It will adjust along with your body over the next several months. I guarantee there will be no risk! However, I would advise that you take these in your last trimester." Stellar Flare turned around in her desk and opened the cabinet behind her to grab a bottle of tablets.

"What are those?" Cream asked.

"It's a medication prescribed to mares with a history of premature labor. Considering your line of work, we don't want your water breaking before it should."

"I don't know..." Cream Heart waivered. "I don't think I want to have another foal. I don't have a husband to-"

"Free foal care while you work!" Stellar offered. "As well as all your pre and post natal medical care. Completely covered!" Cream Heart still looked very unsure. "I can offer you gimp preference!"

"What?"

"Well, according to your profile, you respond very strongly to gimp... number eleven. Now, I can't promise you exclusive usage of him, but you would certainly have priority for his shift."

"Really?"

Stellar smiled. "You're my superstar. What ever gets you gushing, I will get it for you." Even with all that, Cream Heart seemed to still be on the fence. Stellar spoke quickly before Cream could object again. "Triple rates!" Stellar said. "For the next eleven months."

Cream Heart gasped. With that kind of money after a year, she could practically buy a whole private school for her new foal. "Well... I can't very well say no to that..."

"Excellent!" Stellar looked at her daily report. "That means you need an adjustment to your compensation for todays production. She counted out the money and pushed two more large sacks of bits across the table. "May I offer you an escort to the bank?"

Cream Heart could barely look over the pile of money. "Yes, I think so."

The newly constructed Essence maternity lounge was decadence incarnate. The padded seats on the main production floor were plenty comfortable for extended sitting. But the plush, velvet-lined, down pillows of her own private maternity throne was on another level.

Aloe and Lotus escorted the heavily-pregnant Cream Heart in her V.I.P. chariot across the production floor to the lounge. They helped her up out of the chariot onto her hooves. A unicorn assistant helped to levitate Cream Heart up to her personal throne where Button's Dildo stayed installed for the duration of her pregnancy.

"And here we go..." she coached Cream Heart as she very gently lowered her down onto the tip of the dildo. "Is everything comfortable?" she asked.

"Yes," Cream Heart answered.

"Is there anything we can get from you from the buffet?" Aloe asked, motioning to the table of food nearby.

"Yes, I'd like some watermelon..." Cream said. "And I've been craving some chop suey!"

"I can order some right away!" Lotus said, writing it down before trotting away in a hurry.

Aloe placed several slices of watermelon in a plate on the table beside Cream's throne, next to the glasses of water, tonic, and pregnancy-safe Zesper.

"Thank you, Aloe." Cream Heart picked up her remote control and selected a setting. Her throne reclined and her hooves were lifted slightly in a pair of stirrups as the dildo started to slowly thrust. A steady stream trickled into the basin funnel down into the jar labeled:

Crème de la Gravida

"Ooh, you are quite productive already!" Aloe remarked, looking at Cream's squirting pussy. "Excited about the big day?"

"Mhmm," Cream Heart nodded chewing on her slice of watermelon. "I'm looking forward to my gimp, as well."

"Yes, of course. He is being delivered at once!"

"Oof," Cream grunted and cradled her gravid belly with her hoof. "Don't say delivered."

"Apologies."

The door to the suite opened. "How's my superstar?" Stellar Flare greeted as she walked in. A couple of other assistants followed after, one with a cart and the other towing the gimp cage along the track. However, the stallion showed no sign of arousal. "Are you ready for the big day? It sure looks like it," she said, glancing at the size of her belly and the fluid level in the jar. "I am going to miss this. Are you sure this is going to be your last foal?"

"Yeah," Cream wheezed before she winced. "Ooh, ooh! Gimmie! Gimmie gimme!" she demanded, waving the gimp cage over to her. Stellar rolled it along the ceiling track to the special mounting. Cream Heart's remote control lowered the cage and she gasped one of his legs, holding his hoof against her belly, letting him feel the foal kicking inside. Blindfolded inside the gimp cage, Button Mash smiled around his gag.

"She's definitely ready to come out," Cream said.

"Shall we begin then?" Stellar asked. Cream nodded. Stellar waved in the rest of the mid-wife team of nurses and doctors. Stellar herself stepped forward and placed a small potion vial on her table. She swapped out the half-full jar under Cream for the a new, much larger one. "Whenever you're ready."

Cream Heart took the potion and everypony waited. After a few tense minute, she felt the effects start. It was so subtle at first. A light fluttering in her belly, a tingle, and then a- "WHOA!" Cream Heart groaned as she felt her contractions start. She lifted the safety cover off the red button on the remote control and pressed it.

The slow, gentle dildo thrusts changed as the profile switched from Idle... to Induce. It advanced until she felt it bump against her cervix. It paused and then backed off about a half inch, just enough to not be pressing against it and then it advanced again to its previous position. And then it repeated that at about three hundred cycles per minute.

Cream Heart's entire body vibrated with the low frequency of the dildo against her cervix. She winced. It was hardly what she would call comfortable, let alone pleasurable. "I... I don't know about this..."

"Remember, you're getting ten times your rate for this! It will all go much faster once you cum!" Stellar shouted over the whirring of the machine. She pointed at the gimp cage.

Cream Heart looked at Button in the cage. He held his hoof again to her belly. He could feel the vibration and knew it had started. He groaned against his gag and rocked in his cage in agitation, making it shake. She placed her hoof against his sheath, telling him what she needed. Her touch over rode whatever anxiety he'd had for the day, and his shaft sprouted quickly into her waiting hooves. She moved the cage closer and she planted three quick kisses along his hardening shaft.

He could feel the warmth of her labored breathing between each kiss. They had rehearsed this day. He knew what she she needed and promised to oblige her. Her technique was sloppy and erratic and he knew perfectly well why. He willed himself to be expedient, just this one time for her. For his mother.

Cream Heart looked up at her son in the cage as she sucked his dick. Her vision blurred as sweat dripped into her eyes

Please sweetie, Mommy needs this real bad!

Button grunted into his gag as his cock flared in her mouth. Her hooves stroked his shaft faster, milking him for all he had.

Cream Heart closed her eyes and would have hummed with satisfaction if her throat weren't obstructed. As soon as his first load splashed into her mouth her body trembled and shook entirely without the machine's help. The rush of his pheromones rushed through her like a bolt of lightning. She had to pull herself off of his dick to gasp for air even as he kept cumming, splattering her face and dribbling down her chin and chest. She let out a throaty moan with her next contraction and felt... a rush, like she was cumming harder than she ever had before in her life.

The machine stopped instantly and completely retracted itself all the way out of her to remove any possible obstruction as she orgasmed, and her water broke.

"Yes! YES!" Stellar Flare cheered, watching the deluge pouring out of Cream's vagina into the funnel to the large, specially labeled jar.

Cream Heart panted and wheezed as the gushes slowed to a stream and then a dribble until at last Stellar was certain that she had gotten every last precious drop. She scurried forward and very carefully sealed the precious jar with a lid and put it into the locked cart for secure transportation to the bottling room. Cream Heart let out another throaty groan with her next contraction.

"Go on, go!" Stellar waved the midwives forward. They quickly moved the machine basin and funnel out of the way for the doctor to be ready to deliver the foal.

Cream Heart grunted and groaned and pushed. In the short reprieve between contraction, her hoof fumbled for the remote to bring the gimp cage closer. She reached out and held his hoof. He held her hoof just as hard.

Breathing.
Groaning.
Pushing.
Contractions.

Blindfolded with plugged ears, Button Mash had only the vaguest idea of what was happening. Loud shouts were muffled. The moving of equipment and the clatter of hooves were barely audible. Behind all of it, he could hear his mother's moans, her screams, and cries. But the earnest grip of her hoof in his told him everything he needed to know.

Until it went limp and let go.

Mom? Are you okay!? "Hmmf!? HHMFF!" Button panicked and rattled his cage. His hoof reached out grasping at the empty air. He started to hyper-ventalate through his gag. Muffled though it was, he could hear yelling. And then louder yelling. And then very insistent, much, louder, yelling.

"For fuck's sake his ear plugs!" Cream Heart demanded. Button Mash felt the slight tingle of magic pull the plugs out of his ears. "Hey, it's okay," she assured him. He calmed down and the room fell quite, but only for a moment. The cry of a newborn foal in Cream Heart's hooves echoed into the room. By the time they all left, his blindfold was soaked through with tears of joy.

Cream Heart sat in her luxurious chair in her new, beautiful home. She cradled her newborn daughter in her hooves. Button Mash sat across from her in the living room. "Hey, Mom?"

"Yes dear?"

"I uh... I got something for you."

"Oh?"

"Yeah, I, uh, I saved up and I... well..." He reached into his bag and pulled out a small box. He held it out in front of himself and got down on one knee as he opened it.

Cream Heart looked at it and glared at him. "I hope you realize how incredibly irresponsible this is of you," she scolded.

"It'll be fine!" he assured her. "We can afford it now!"

"But still! That has to have been what, a thousand bits!?"

"And... I almost got into a brawl with all the other stallions trying to get it. But I wanted something to remember the occasion by," he said.

"We have one," Cream said, lifting the baby foal in her hooves.

He shrugged. "Yeah. That's true..." He looked at the box on the table. "Do you want me to return it?"

She rolled her eyes. "You can keep it, since I know you want to."

He smiled and leaned over to kiss her. She kissed him back.

There on the table, a tiny bottle no bigger than a thimble sat in a velvet-padded box marked with gold leaf lettering.

Crème de la Amnio
Limited Edition