Striped Tempest

A couple short months have come and gone, and in that time, Tempest had developed throughout her pregnancy. Her belly had swelled with the growing foal. Currently in Ponyville General Hospital, she and Zecora were waiting in the room for the doctors to return with the results of whatever tests that had to be done. Though the zebra was calm, the unicorn was so very, very nervous. She had never been pregnant before, and now she was in a near constant state of worry.

After a few more long, silent minutes of waiting, one of the nurses, a short earth mare with a calm smile on her face, walked into the room. In her hands was a clipboard with a series of papers and documents. Flipping through, she hummed a little before looking over to Zecora and Tempest. While the zebra was somewhat calm, but a little anxious, the unicorn was completely nervous and almost shivering from anticipation and uncertainty.

“Now…miss…Tempest, yes.” The nurse commented, keeping her calm demeanor as she spoke. “Well, your results came in, and you’re looking very good, your foal seems to be coming along very healthy.”

“That’s good…but I’m still…” Tempest replied, pausing as she realized how nervous she sounded. Composing herself a bit, she tried again. “I’ve just never been pregnant before.” The nurse only smiled.

“That’s okay, first time mothers are always this nervous. Don’t worry about it.” The nurse smiled. “But I believe I know what will make you feel better. “Let me just get the equipment in, and you’ll see.” Nodding her head, she left the room.

“What do you think she’s going to get?” Tempest asked, looking at Zecora with worry in her eyes. “What if it’s something…I don’t know…but I’m…I’m…” As she was starting to worry, the zebra clutched at her hand some more.

“Now, now, my dear.” Zecora said calmly. “I’m sure there is nothing to fear.” There was just something in her voice that just relaxed the unicorn.

“You’re right, you’re right. I’m sorry.” Tempest cooed, leaning in to nuzzle her head against Zecora’s arm. “I’m just…I still can’t believe…I…I’m sorry, this is just so much for me.”

“There is nothing to be sorry for.” Zecora replied, leaning over to nuzzle her face against her lover’s. “You are worried, which is expected, because this has never happened before.”

After a little more waiting, the nurse returned, but with her was one of the doctor stallions, with a large machine on wheels. It looked like a monitor with a machine that connected via an electric cord to some handheld device. Tempest had seen this before, though only in magazines and articles when she was seeking pregnancy. It was a sonar machine, and upon seeing it, she realized what the nurse was talking about.

“Hello there, I’m Doctor Gauze.” Doctor Gauze greeted, smiling a friendly look to the couple. “I will proceed with the sonogram shortly. So, how are you feeling?”

“I’m…I’m nervous, excited, scared. It’s a lot to take in.” Tempest replied, sounding so timid and little as she spoke. “Will I…will I be seeing my foal soon?”

“Very soon by the looks of it.” The nurse commented. “It’s always a nervous experience for first time mothers. I know I was scared when I had my first foal. So trust me, these feelings will pass.”

“T-thank you…” Tempest replied, blushing a little as she looked at Zecora with a little more hope. “Is there anything else I should be worried about?”

“Well, typically there’s a series of different sickly feelings, and other ailments that can accompany pregnancies.” Doctor Gauze replied, looking over the clipboard. “But according to all our tests, I don’t see any issues.”

“Well…I suppose being with a master alchemist can help.” Tempest giggled, making Zecora blush at her compliments. “So I’m all good? I don’t have anything to worry about?”

“From the looks of things, nope, nothing to worry about.” Doctor Gauze replied, smiling as he looked back at the nurse. “Ah! Looks like she’s all ready. So, are you ready to see your foal?” Tempest whimpered in joy, nodding her head. “Alright, well, let’s get the last touches in.”

Walking over, he partially lifted her shirt, exposing her well rounded belly. With some rubbing cream, he prepared her bloated midsection as she cooed a little from the sudden cold sensation. Once that was finished, the nurse took the device, all while Doctor Gauze kept his eyes on the monitor. Feeling the sonar device on her covered belly, Tempest shivered, feeling a small humming rub against her. It felt good, letting her worries melt away from her as the doctor held a calm look on his face.

“Now then, let’s see what we have-” Doctor Gauze said, only to gasp out in a small whinny. “N-Nurse, nurse. Can you come here?”

“Of course.” The nurse responded, but then smiled at the visibly shaking and panicking Tempest. “I’m sure there’s nothing to worry about.” Walking over to join the doctor, she gasped as well. “Oh my!”

“What, what, what is it?” Tempest asked, desperation and fear rippled in her weak voice. “What’s wrong?”

“Now, now, I’m sure there is nothing to fear.” Zecora cooed, leaning in to kiss Tempest’s cheek, hoping to calm her lover down a little. “Let us wait, and all should be made clear.”

“Yes, yes, I do apologize for my lack of professionalism.” Doctor Gauze commented, wiping his brow with a nearby tissue. “It’s just not everyday you get to see something like this.”

“What, what, what is it?” Tempest asked, still worried, but not as much of a panic as she had been in before. She gripped her hand on Zecora’s as she was trying to calm her breathing. “Please, just tell me.”

“Of course, of course. There's nothing to worry about. Nothing bad has happened.” Doctor Gauze replied, his lips curling into a smile. “In fact, quite the opposite.” Grabbing at the machine, he turned the monitor around to show that there were more than just one fetus in the unicorn’s womb, but six.

“Congratulations!” The nurse smiled, clapping her hands a little. “You have six beautiful foals all developing inside you. No visible issues. No indications of anything to be concerned about. Your darling sextuplets are coming along perfectly.”

“S-six?!” Tempest’s eyes widened in shock at the news. Looking at the moniter, she could see them, the six foals that Zecora had fucked into her womb not that long ago. Her eyes watered as her lips curled into an adorable smile. “Zecora…” She sniffled. “We’re having six foals.”

“When we planned to have a foal, I never would’ve believed you’d be carrying so many.” Zecora replied, rubbing her chin as she too couldn’t hold back her joy at the sight she was seeing. “My darling, you are going to make so many mothers feel immense envy.”

“It’s a very, very rare occurrence.” The nurse chimed in, turning the monitor back to face her and the doctor. “You must be so proud to be the mother of- '' Her words were cut off as the Doctor placed a hand up to silence the mare.

“I’m sorry, but we are incorrect.” Doctor Gauze commented, looking over the data being presented by the ultrasound. “There’s more sounds. The six visible, but I think…yes, yes, there it is…at least three more.”

“Three more?!” Tempest gasped, looking at Zecora. “How could there be so many?”

“I am not sure, and I was shocked at just hearing about six before.” Zecora pondered, her eyes almost trembling as she could only imagine how many more foals might be developing. “But I am amazed we are finding even more.”

“More?!” Tempest gasped, nearly fainting as she looked down at her swollen belly. Rubbing a little at her side, she cooed. She wasn’t just going to have a few foals, she was carrying a herd. “I…I can’t imagine…”

“Which only means we have more to love.” Zecora commented, holding Tempest’s hand. “If anything, now there are plenty of names for us to think of.”

“From the looks of things, all the unborn foals are perfectly healthy, and developing smoothly.” The nurse commented, carefully looking at the monitor. “So dealing with multiple births shouldn’t be a problem.” Tempest felt somewhat more reassured at the mare’s words.

“Well, everything else does appear to be healthy, so we will schedule another appointment for you to come over and we can keep our eyes on your foals.” Doctor gauze commented. “Now, we’ll be right back and we can come back with more of the lab results before clearing you to go.” He and the nurse nodded before leaving the two alone.

“I can’t believe it. So many foals…growing inside me…” Tempest cooed, looking at her belly. Rubbing at it a few more times, she could only let out sweet, whimpering sounds. “Zecora…how could this…”

“Hard to say.” Zecora replied, smiling sheepishly as she blushed at her lover. “Given how passionate that night was, and your legs prevented me from pulling away.”

“Well, not for nothing, you were pretty intense too.” Tempest giggled with her own blush on her face. “I just…didn’t expect you to make me from barren into…into this…” She playfully patted her hands on her belly to emphasize her point.

“I’ll admit, I am impressed with the postion’s effect.” Zecora nodded, giggling a little as she gently rubbed her hand on Tempest’s belly. “It was certainly more than I ever would have expected.”

“But with what they’ve seen and heard so far, we’ll need to be extra cautious.” Tempest commented, her more worrisome side showing a bit. “Cause we need to be sure our babies grow and come out healthy.”

“Shh, shh, it’s okay. Nothing to fear.” Zecora whispered, placing a finger on Tempest’s lips. “Time and will, and you will give us both all those beautiful foals, my dear.” The unicorn only pulled the zebra in to give her a loving kiss.

“I’m sorry, it’s just…” Tempest’s words were trembling to match her worried breath. “I’m just so scared. I’ve never…I never believed this could ever happen, and now it’s happening. This is real, this isn’t a dream.” Tears of joy were swelling in her eyes. “I’m going to have a baby, your baby…so many foals, and I can’t stop feeling this way.” Sniffling, she looked at her lover. “I’m so…I’m so happy.”

“I’m so glad I could help you achieve your dream.” Zecora smiled back, but not before grabbing a nearby tissue. “But first, let’s wipe those eyes. Your joy is pouring out in a stream.” Tempest only giggled as she let the zebra gently wipe and dry her eyes.

A flurry of emotions ran throughout the unicorn’s mind and body. A tingling that rippled within her that was causing her body to warm up. She was scared, that was a massive understatement as she couldn’t help but worry over what was to come. She wasn’t just pregnant, she was carrying a herd within her womb. Rubbing her belly, she only felt the warmth and love for the many foals within. She could only imagine just how many there would be when this was all over.

The months came and went, with Tempest visiting the doctor many, many times. Though Zecora was certain she didn’t need to go so much, she didn’t want her unicorn lover to worry. When the day eventually came, Tempest and Zecora were at the hospital. Doctor Gauze, along with his nurse, were in attendance to ensure a safe birth. By this point, the unicorn’s belly had swelled out so much, she was confined to a wheelchair to not fall forward. The big day was full of stress and worry, Tempest was switching in and out between panting nervously and trying to hold on to some calmness.

Zecora maintained her composure, holding Tempest’s hand as she was feeling herself getting ready to give birth. Huffing and groaning more and more, the unicorn mare was shivering. Eyes rolling back, she could feel each and every foal as they were poking their way. Crowning, the doctor and nurses worked back and forth, running to and fro as Tempest was giving birth. As she felt the first small head finally break free of her opening, she gasped out, clutching Zecora’s hand tightly.

For hours, and hours, and hours, and hours, Tempest went into labor. All the while, panting and huffing as she was feeling herself being stretched by her birthing foals. Even with the medicine and painkillers to help her, it still felt like an immense pressure was being released from her. But it didn’t hurt, or rather, it didn’t hurt in a way one felt pain. Tempest felt like she could pass out from the feeling. Zecora could only continue to hold her lover’s hand, maintaining her support over this ordeal.

The doctor and nurse worked as best as they could, and as they did, everything was prepared. And then, it happened; the first one was born, a darling looking earth colt, but with zebra stripes; a baby zony. But then another, and another, and another, and another. Tempest’s throat was echoing out the pain of each and every birth. By the fifth foal, she had nearly passed out from the sensation. Her womb was full of babies, each flinching and twitching as she lost count of how many foals were leaving her. Zecora, though still clutching her lover’s hand, stared with jaw agape at the sight before her.

Not three, not six, not nine, but eleven; eleven darling, baby zonies. Some were simple earth ponies, while a couple were bearing unicorn horns. The doctor was sweating as he was making sure each one was handed off to a nurse, to place in a proper carriage. Tempest was far too weak to even open her eyes enough to see the miracle that had poured out of her. But Zecora could see, and she was ready to faint at all eleven of her new foals.

“Well, this is certainly a miracle.” Doctor Gauze commented, a nurse wiping the last of the sweat from his brow. “In all my years as a doctor, I’ve never seen so many born from a single mare at once.” Taking a small breath, he looked at the couple. “Congratulations!”

“So…so many…” Tempest weakly sighed, feeling the weight fully release itself off her chest and shoulders. “Can I…can I see them?”

“You will in a moment.” Doctor Gauze commented, looking and gesturing to his nurses. “We need to clean them up and make sure there are no issues. It shouldn’t take more than an hour.” Tempest’s face twisted a little in a minor annoyance.

“Don’t worry about my love, and don’t be sour.” Zecora cooed, gently rubbing Tempest’s shoulder. “After waiting nine months, and a day of labor, what’s the harm in waiting another hour?”

“Y-you’re right, you’re right.” Tempest sighed, still feeling so weak. “I guess, I just need a moment.”

“It’s very common for mares to be exhausted after giving birth.” The nurse said, looking sympathetically at the tired mare. “And after eleven foals, we’ll get you everything you need.”

“Thank you.” Zecora said, speaking on behalf of Tempest. When the doctor, nurses, and foals left, she sighed. Looking at her lover, she only rubbed her shoulder tenderly. “I cannot believe it, my love, so many foals have been born, and we’ll have so much to do.”

“So much to do.” Tempest panted, sighing a little. “Getting them back home will be one thing, but we’ll need to renovate more of your hut to accommodate that many foals. Or…we’ll need to find a new home for us all.” She groaned a little. “And the housing market is terrible for a family that big.”

“Yes, this would be a difficult goal to claim.” Zecora nodded, rubbing her chin as she pondered for a moment. “But what I am more worried about is giving each of them a name.”

“I just gave birth…to eleven of your foals…after carrying them for months…” Tempest panted, getting a little worked up as she heard Zecora’s almost easy going attitude. “And you’re more worried…about names…than a place for us all…to live?!”

“No, no, I am worried, this is true.” Zecora replied, gently rubbing on Tempest’s shoulders to try and settle her down. “But with Princess Twilight Sparkle as a friend, I’m certain she owes one of us a favor or two.”

“Still.” Tempest said, sounding more and more tired. “I still can’t believe we had so many.”

“More than I expected, that’s for certain.” Zecora giggled. “Well, it seems you were not so barren.”

“Or that potion was a little too effective.” Tempest giggled back, turning her head to smile at Zecora. “Not to mention, how deeply you fucked me, I think you knocked up every egg I had left.”

“It would seem so, and if this is to be true…” Zecora relied, leaning in to seductively whisper in Tempest’s ear. “How would you like me…to make it up to you?” The unicorn cooed, shivering as the chill ran down her spine.

“I think…we’re gonna do it again.” Tempest whispered back, though she was unable to see the faint blush on Zecora’s face. “But this time, I’m the one with the pussy stretching, womb flooding cock.”

“Oh my, that is certainly quite the notion.” Zecora swallowed nervously as she could only imagine how it would feel. And no doubt Tempest would want to fuck her the same way she had been impregnated. “When we get home, I’ll begin brewing the potion.”

“Not quite yet.” Tempest quietly interjected, reaching out to hold Zecora’s hand. “We first should raise the foals for a while. Until they’re safe to be left alone.” Her lips curled into a playful, seductive smile. “Then, I’m gonna fuck even more foals in you this time.”