Stay Puft

Chapters

Just Like Old Times
Truth in Wine
(Story)Time Out
The Plot Thickens
The Hard Part

Just Like Old Times

Rarity sat on the living room couch and rubbed her temples with her hooves in meditation, trying to drown out the noise of raised voices of her parents who were having another tiff in the kitchen. But it was hard to ignore the sound of breaking glass.

Rarity looked up at her mother, Cookie Crumbles, storming out of the kitchen towards the bedroom. And here we go... Rarity thought to herself. Her mother would come back out shortly with her hastily packed bag for another extended stay at Gramma Blondie's house.

Rarity knew where this was going. "I think going out for a walk would do me well," she thought as she closed the front door behind her. She was quietly grateful that Sweetie Belle was at school for this. Rarity felt a sharp pain in her chest. She feared that keeping these feelings bottled up was going to give her an ulcer. She wouldn't dream of unloading all these insecurities on Sweetie Belle. But she needed to talk to somepony. She headed out of town towards the local apple orchard.

Applejack answered the knock at the door, barely opening it more than a crack. "Rarity?"

"Applejack darling, do you have time for me to talk with you for a bit? Things at home are a bit... energetic at the moment."

Applejack knew what that was code for. "Oh. I'm sorry to hear that Rarity, but..."

"Is everything okay?" Big Macintosh's voice asked from inside the farmhouse.

"It's just Rarity," Applejack said.

Rarity noticed that Applejack was still keeping the door mostly closed. "Is this a bad time, Darling?"

"In a manner uh speaking..." Applejack looked anxious for a moment. "Aw shoot, ain't nothing you ain't already seen." She opened the door to let Rarity in. She stepped inside and Applejack quickly closed the door behind her. Rarity did a double take when she saw the size of Applejack's belly.

"Heavens, Darling! You're- you're... But I just saw you a few days ago!" Big Mac joined them in the kitchen upon hearing the commotion. Rarity looked back and forth between them.

"It ain't what you think," Applejack blushed. "Not exactly. It's a mite long story."

"I've nothing but time, Darling," Rarity said. "Indulge me."

Applejack rubbed the back of her neck. "Well, the long and short of it is, Apple Bloom went and tried to trick Miss Cheerilee and Big Mac here into drinking a love potion for Hearts and Hooves Day."

"Ah," Rarity said. "Because she didn't know that Mac already has..." she looked at Applejack. "A special somepony."

Applejack's blush did not improve. "Considering the gravity of it, we decided a fitting punishment was in sorts. So we gave Bloom a shrinking potion and, well..." Applejack rubbed her belly. "Mac here put her into Time Out."

"So you're pregnant with Apple Bloom again?" Rarity asked.

Applejack nodded and continued to rub her belly. "Yeah. She's sleeping at the moment. Ain't felt her kick for a spell. But it's given us time to explain things to her, about... her parents. Maybe get a fresh start with her next time around. And being with foal again has been... nice."

"I suppose that explains why Sweetie told me Apple Bloom has been absent from school." Rarity looked at Applejack's pregnant abdomen. "It's almost like old times."

"Almost," Applejack said. "Speaking of, what did you end up doing with Sweetie Belle?"

"Pardon?"

"Rare, you know that whenever it's trouble, it's the three of them together in on it. I'm of the understanding that Sweetie Belle was the ringleader of this particular escapade."

"What!?"

Arriving back home, Rarity walked into the kitchen. Her father, Hondo Flanks was busy sweeping the kitchen floor. He looked at her. She said nothing. There was nothing that needed to be said anymore.

He just smiled weakly at her. "Ah, you know how... spirited your mother can be sometimes."

"I do know..." Rarity said, grabbing the dustpan for him. He swept the broken pieces of ceramic into the dustpan. "Your favorite coffee mug."

"It's just a... thing," he said.

"That I made for you!" she said.

"It wasn't about that," he said.

"Then what was it about this time!?" Rarity asked.

He scoffed and shrugged. "There were dirty dishes in the sink, and then it was about... well, then it was about everything she was ever mad about." He dumped the dustpan into the trash. "It's just a thing," he repeated, as much for himself as for her. "That's not important. You could always make me another one."

"I suppose."

"So she's going to be... away for a while."

Rarity sidled up alongside him. "That's not the worst thing in the world."

"Rarity..."

"I simply do not understand why you still tolerate her."

"You know she's usually not like this. Most of the time it's fine."

"Oh, who are you trying to fool?" Rarity asked. "Me? Or yourself?" Hondo set his jaw. He wanted to argue, but none came. "She needn't be the one to leave. You know there's a bed for you at the boutique."

"What about Sweetie Belle?" he asked.

Rarity stood upright with a start. "I nearly forgot! We need to have a little chat with her. But I think everything is going to work out just fine."

"What are you talking about?" Hondo asked.

"It seems that she and her crusader friends gave a love potion to her teacher, Miss Cheerilee, and to Big Macintosh."

"But I thought Big Mac... is he no longer with-?"

"Oh, he very much still is."

"Ooh. I bet Apple Bloom got hers," he said.

"She hasn't been to school since Hearts and Hooves Day. She's still in Time Out."

"What, like grounded in her room?" he asked.

"After a fashion," Rarity said. "Apparently Applejack and Big Mac gave her a shrinking potion. She placed her inside his penis and he ejaculated her back inside her uterus, where she is currently residing until she gets her second start."

Hondo looked at her. "That seems-"

"Like a marvelous idea! I agree! That's why I paid a visit to Zecora on the way home." Rarity grabbed a couple potions from her bag. "It'll be the perfect opportunity to broach the subject with Sweetie, and for us to get some much-overdue alone time." The front door opened. "Aha! Speaking of! Sweetie Belle?"

"Yeah?" Sweetie Belle responded, walking into the kitchen and setting her bag on the floor.

"Have a seat," Rarity directed her to the dining table. She sat down across from Rarity and Hondo. "Did you, perchance, give Miss Cheerilee and Big Macintosh a love potion?" Rarity asked.

Sweetie Belle blushed. "Well, technically, it was a love poison."

"That hardly makes it better!" Rarity said with a stern expression.

"I know."

"No. I don't think you fully understand the full gravity of the situation, dear," Rarity said. "What if the potion had worked as intended? What if Big Mac were to have gotten Miss Cheerilee pregnant?" she asked.

"Then... they would have gotten married and it would have been happily ever after?" Sweetie Belle tried.

Rarity scoffed. "Did it not occur to you that Big Mac already had a special somepony?"

"Does he?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Most certainly! And she was none too pleased to hear about what you and your crusader friends tried. That's why Apple Bloom has been getting her punishment."

"Is that why she's been out of school?" Sweetie Belle asked.

Rarity nodded. "She's in Time Out. Which is where you should have been as well, had we known about this sooner." She pushed one of the potion bottles across the table.

"What's this?" Sweetie Belle asked.

"Punch," Rarity lied.

"No, it's a potion!" Sweetie said.

"Yes. It's obviously a potion," Rarity said. "And you're going to drink it."

"What does it do?" Sweetie asked.

Rarity's expression was stern. "Big Macintosh and Miss Cheerilee didn't get to know. So neither do you."

"Is it... dangerous?" Sweetie asked.

"Did you willfully give them a dangerous potion?" Rarity asked.

"No."

"..."

Sweetie Belle winced.

"Do you feel you are being treated... unfairly?" Rarity asked.

"No..."

"Then let the punishment suit the crime," Rarity said with finality.

Sweetie Belle gulped nervously. Then she gulped the potion before she lost her nerve. "There! I drank it! Now tell me what it was!" She braced herself for... whatever might happen next. Nothing happened.

"I shall," Rarity said. "In fact, I shall tell you a great many things. Things that I would liked to have waited to tell you until you were older. But since you feel qualified to meddle in the arena of love, you have brought that time upon yourself."

"Is it an actual love potion?" Sweetie asked.

Rarity pursed her lips. "What if it is? What if I gave you and Father a love potion?"

Sweetie Belle gasped and recoiled in her seat. "No! You wouldn't!" Even though she mentally told herself not to, she met Hondo's eyes. Unlike Miss Cheerilee and Big Mac, she didn't feel any compulsion to stare endlessly into them. She looked back to Rarity.

"Do you think that would really be so bad?" Rarity asked. "You don't know. He could be quite the considerate lover, after all," she said leaning closer to Hondo. "A proper gentlecolt who doesn't just pump and dump." She nuzzled against his cheek. "Who understand the importance of... foreplay." Rarity kissed him. He kissed her back. It was not a chaste kiss.

Sweetie grimaced at the sight of them tongue wrestling. "I'm starting to think that you two took a love potion!"

Rarity broke the kiss. "You may be more right than you know."

Sweetie's face turned a whiter shade of pale, "Wait, you did!?"

"No... not today, anyway."

Truth in Wine

This evening was supposed to be a celebration. Rarity had just gotten her cutie mark from finding gems and put on a fabulous display of costumes in the school play. Instead, she sat on the living room couch and rubbed her temples with her hooves in meditation, trying to drown out the noise of raised voices. Her parents were having another tiff in the kitchen. But it was hard to ignore the sound of breaking glass.

Rarity looked up at her mother, Cookie Crumbles, storming out of the kitchen towards the bedroom. She didn't understand what it was that she could be so angry about. Her father always seemed to treat her so well. She had never witnessed the sort of violence of which she had been repeatedly taught that a stallion was capable. She only ever saw him catering to the whims of a spoiled mare that seemed to neither love or appreciate him for the gentlecolt that he was.

"Well, that's about to change!" Rarity whispered, looking through her alchemy textbook. "All they need is a little reminder that they love each other..."

The next night at dinner, Rarity prepared two glasses of the love potion that she had spent all day preparing. Along with the rest of the meal that was a combination of her parents' favorite foods. Her father was gracious, of course. "Thank you, Rarity. This was a lovely meal."

"Oh, and what is that supposed to mean?" Cookie shouted. "Is my cooking not lovely!? We sure got a lot of dirty dishes out of this! Are you going to expect me to clean these too! This is just like that time you brought that whorse to the prom instead of me!" Rarity failed to make the logical connections between the things her mother said. Cookie grabbed the wine glass with the potion in it and threw it across the room. "Well here's one less thing to clean!" she yelled over the sound of breaking glass before she stormed out.

Hondo sighed and drank his glass before fishing around in the cabinet for another bottle of wine. Meanwhile Cookie yelled incoherently in the bedroom as she packed her bag. Hondo smiled weakly at Rarity

"Ah, your mother..." he started to say. "You know how she can be about her cooking..." Hooves loudly stomped down the stairs as Cookie continued to yell about... everything, until the front door slammed. Hondo made a mark on the calendar. "I guess we're on our own for... a couple of weeks, most likely." He found a wine bottle and brought it back to the table. He looked at Rarity sitting next to him and his eyes shimmered for a moment as the potion started to take effect. He shook his head and looked away to focus on refilling his wine glass.

"Why is Mother always so angry?" Rarity asked.

"Because she's a cunt," Hondo said curtly, putting the bottle down on the table a bit more forcefully than he explicitly needed to. Rarity was aghast. She had never heard her father use such coarse language. Least of all when referring to her mother. She feared that she may have put too much of the truth ingredients in the True Love potion. He drank his glass of wine and quickly poured another. "But you know your mother. She's one of those type of mares that does crazy things. And if she doesn't get her way, she'll throw a fit. And of course I just keep letting her get away with it because I'm too fucking nice!"

"Daddy, I-"

"It doesn't matter how many hours I spend licking her pussy, heaven forbid I ever get the favor returned!" he complained. Rarity didn't even know how to respond to his grossly-over-shared candor. "It's not like I don't like licking pussy! I do! So of course she takes advantage of that fact! If she doesn't like sucking dick, fine! But if you're gonna spend all night sitting on my face, at least have the damn courtesy to sit on my dick afterwards!"

Her parents' marital problems were becoming abundantly clear to her. She felt like she should have been getting paid for this kind of therapy. Not that she was actively doing any therapy. If anything, she felt invisible, and he was talking to the wine bottle. "Daddy, I..." Rarity tried to say something. "You're a good stallion."

Hondo looked over at her. His eyes shimmered for a moment and he forced himself to look away. "You should be so lucky to find one," he said. "Find yourself a good stallion who appreciates you." His eyes drifted back over to her flank and he licked his lips. "Find yourself a stallion who appreciates your sweet, marshmallowy..."

Hondo wrenched his eyes away from her again. He winced from the mental tug of war between his will and his desires. "I... I think I've had too much wine." He looked at her again. "I bet your pussy tastes even better than it smells." He quickly looked away again. He grabbed the wine bottle and slammed himself in the hoof with it. "Shut up!" he screamed at himself. "Rarity... Go lock yourself in your room!"

Rarity leaned over and touched his hoof, "Daddy-"

Hondo stood up from the table and backed away from her. "Rarity, I- I don't know what's happening!" Rarity heard the words, but her entire attention was fixated on his stiff erection bobbing underneath him. She felt a very particular itch that she had been feeling as a mare after she had gotten her cutie mark. She had paid attention in her health class. She understood what all of it meant.

"I know what's happening," she said. "You're a good stallion who's been neglected for far too long."

Hondo looked down at his display and tried to cross his legs to hide his shame. "I'm sorry!"

"You don't need to apologize," she said. "You're a good stallion and Mother doesn't deserve you. You deserve a mare that would appreciate you. You told me to find a good stallion, and I think I already have."

"Rarity-"

"And I like to think I'd be generous enough to return the favor..." she licked her lips. "If a good stallion like you were to treat me so well. If that's what you want."

"I want to go down on you until I have to evolve gills! I want you to sit on my face until I forget what sunshine looks like!" Hondo shoved his hoof into his mouth in embarrassment of what he was saying.

Rarity giggled. "Well, I don't know about all that. But that's quite flattering of you to say." Rarity flicked her mane with her hoof. "But it if that's what you really want, Daddy, I'd be happy to indulge you." She sat up on the edge of the table and parted her legs.

"Rarity, what has gotten into you!?" Hondo asked.

Rarity winked at him. "I know what I would like to get into me... Daddy."

Hondo felt his hooves moving him closer until he knelt down at the edge of the table between her legs. Drawn to the aroma of her marehood that he could no longer ignore. The last shred of his conscience willpower was drowned out by the roar of his neglected libido.

Rarity gasped as she felt the first contact of his tongue on her marehood. She ran her hoof through his mane and gripped his horn, pulling him into her pussy harder. "Daddy!"

Sweetie Belle squirmed in her seat. "The story details were graphic enough! I don't need a live re-enactment!" she said.

Rarity laid on the table as Hondo licked her pussy. "There's no need to be squeamish, darling," Rarity said. "It's a perfectly natural thing. And Father here is a natural!"

"Mhmm!" Hondo moaned into Rarity's pussy.

"It's not!" Sweetie said. "You gave Dad a love potion and- and he..."

"It was more of a truth potion," Rarity said. "It just made him say out loud what he was already feeling. Things that needed to be said."

"Is that what you made me drink?" Sweetie asked.

"No, that's not what it was." Rarity said. "And I didn't make it. For something this complex, I went to a professional. Because giving somepony a potion that you don't understand can be dangerous!"

Sweetie Belle shrank in her seat.

"Imagine it, Sweetie," Rarity said. "Imagine if I had accidently given you and Father a love potion." Rarity nudged him. He stopped licking her pussy and stood upright. His erection bobbed in front of him as he sat next to Sweetie. She averted her eyes. "No, look at it," Rarity insisted.

Sweetie groaned, "Rarity..."

Rarity climbed down off the table. "Come now, Sweetie. It's not so bad. A far cry from that monster that Miss Cheerilee would have had to contend with." Hondo grumbled. "Now now, none of that! Yours is perfect!"

Sweetie Belle was not convinced. To her it looked enormous. It towered over her. It started to feel like everything did.

Rarity looked at Sweetie Belle and smiled. "I should think that you'll become quite familiar with it yourself." She knelt in front of Hondo's chair and started sucking his dick.

Hondo moaned as Rarity swallowed his shaft into her throat. "Cookie hasn't done this in years!"

Sweetie started to feel dizzy, like she was having vertigo from a tall height. The floor seemed like it was very far away from underneath her. She leaned back in the chair, finding that the back of the chair was very far away. The entire chair, the entire room was huge around her.

Or rather, she was shrinking.

Rarity looked at her out of the corner of her eye as she kept sucking Hondo's dick. He lightly tapped the top of her head. She quickly pulled her mouth off him.

"Already!?" she asked.

"It's been a long time," he lamented.

"Well, it looks like she's about ready, too," Rarity said. Hondo looked at the tiny pony sitting on the chair next to his.

Sweetie Belle was now barely the size of a pencil eraser. She panicked as Rarity's magic carefully levitated her through the air, holding her above Hondo's penis. Her magic pinned the tiny pony's hooves to her sides as she brought her to the tip of his penis.

Hondo groaned and winced as Rarity carefully inserted her into his urethra up to her neck. Sweetie was completely immobilized in the tight opening, helpless to do no more than just watch as Rarity climbed back up onto the table and spread her legs again. Hondo stood between her legs and aimed his shaft at her marehood.

It wasn't like Sweetie had never seen a passing glimpse of Rarity's modesty under her tail before. But never before in such a lewd display. Underneath the tuft of her violet pubic fur, her magic spread her vulva for him, revealing her wet, pink interior. To Sweetie's tiny perspective, it was as big as a house.

Hondo pressed his dick against Rarity's marehood, and by extension, Sweetie's face. Rarity used her magic to guide him to her entrance. With the both of them well lubricated, he pushed forward. Sweetie could feel Rarity's vagina stretching open as she was pushed inside in a smooth, practiced motion. She felt herself being shoved forward and then lurching backwards as Hondo thrusted as gently as he could, getting deeper inside Rarity. As he hilted himself inside her, his balls pressed against her ass, and Sweetie's face pressed against Rarity's deepest barrier as he bottomed out inside her.

"Ah, still a perfect fit!" Rarity said. Hondo continued thrusting. Sweetie felt herself getting repeatedly shoved forwards and backwards inside Rarity's vagina. "Don't hold back, you'll make the poor girl dizzy! I thought you were ready, Daddy."

"I was ready, but feeling her lodged inside my dick is a little uncomfortable," he said.

"Hmm, perhaps this will help..." Rarity's magic glowed around his balls, filling them with a virility spell. He grunted anxiously and throbbed a bit firmer inside her. She felt him start to flare. "Yes, yes! Give her to me!"

He grabbed her legs and lifted them back until her hooves where almost to her cheeks as he fucked down into her in a breeding press. He tensed and thrusted a few more quick times before pushing as hard as he could, bottoming out inside her.

Sweetie Belles face was pressed against the shallow pucker of Rarity's cervix. As his flare swelled, it stretched her depths, making her cervix part in front of Sweetie Belle, barely more than the size of his urethra. His scrotum tightened and his shaft twitched and pulsed. The first load of his semen rocketed up his shaft, crashing into Sweetie Belle.

Hondo yelped in pain as the first rope of his cum was stopped. Sweetie was still stuck inside but she could feel the tremendous pressure trapped behind her. His second throb doubled the hydraulic pressure and dislodged her instantly. Sweetie was launched like a cannonball through Rarity's cervix and into her womb. Sweetie Belle scrambled to try to get some footing as she looked up at Rarity's cervix as a torrent of her father's cum gushed inside, covering her and every surface with the sticky mess as he pumped load after pent-up load inside.

When at last it slowed, he relaxed his hold of Rarity's legs and let her lay back down flat. Sweetie's world shifted and she scrambled to get to the small opening in the wall. As Hondo's flare wilted, the powerful muscles of Rarity's cervix sealed it shut, trapping Sweetie Belle inside. Try as she might, her tiny hooves were powerless to pry it open again.

Hondo slowly pulled out as Rarity tittered and touched her belly. "Ooh hoo hoo, I can feel her tickling me in there!" He helped Rarity gently roll over off the table and escort her to the bedroom. She settled onto the bed and rubbed her belly. She could feel Sweetie still trying to pry open her cervix. "Sweetie, darling, I should think that your situation is quite clear now. You're in Time Out. So I suggest you cease that nonsense and just get comfortable in there." Sweetie Belle slumped against the wall of Rarity's uterus. "You and I are going to be spending quite a lot of time together."

Rarity shifted herself on her bed as Hondo laid between her legs to diligently resume licking her pussy. Inside, Sweetie Belle slipped down along the smooth interior of Rarity's womb, ending up waist deep in the pool of Hondo's semen. As she crawled back out, a fleshy tendril slithered up from below the surface towards her. Everything was too slippery for her to scurry away before it lunged at her, latching itself into her belly button and fusing with her body.

The sudden connection caused Rarity to gasp and arch her back as she orgasmed, squirting marecum into her father's waiting mouth, cupping her winking vulva. She laid back down but her muscles were still tense as she came. Her hooves hugged her belly from the sensation that Applejack had warned her about, but nothing could have really prepared her. Through her connection, she could feel the adrenaline rush of Sweetie's panic.

Conversely, Sweetie Belle could feel Rarity's orgasm as though it were her own. She could feel the phantom of her father's tongue licking her marehood as she climaxed.

"F-Fuck!"

Rarity could swear that she heard Sweetie's voice inside her mind. Applejack had never mentioned anything about any sort of a psychic connection. "Sweetie? Was that you!?" Rarity asked aloud. Hondo looked up at her from between her legs while he continued licking.

"Rarity!? Rarity!" Sweetie Belle screamed. Her voice was far too small to be audible inside Rarity's body. But it came through loud and clear in her mind. "Let me out! There's a- a monster in here!" Sweetie Belle pulled at where the tendril was attached to her belly, making her and Rarity yelp in pain.

"Sweetie, stop!" Rarity said at her belly. "That's your umbilical cord! Leave it be! You need that to grow!"

Sweetie Belle could barely string her words together. "It's making me feel funny in my... filly bits!"

Rarity grabbed her father's horn with her hoof. "Daddy, a moment?" She begrudgingly pushed his face away from her pussy. "Better?"

Sweetie's legs finally stopped shaking. "Yes!"

"Ah, so our connection does work both ways," Rarity said. Hondo gave her a strange look. "I can hear Sweetie's voice in my mind. I can feel what she feels, and she can feel what I feel."

"Even this?" Hondo asked, licking her winking clitoris.

"Yes!"
"Yes!" Rarity said in stereo with Sweetie's voice in her head.

"Well, she's in for a fun week then," Hondo said, resuming his licking.

"A week!?" Sweetie asked incredulously, feeling her pussy tingling again.

Rarity rubbed her belly. "Yes, darling. You'll need a week to grow back to your full size. Until then, you're grounded in there. I'll arrange for your absence from school. And in the meantime, Daddy and I will be catching up on our together time. And I suppose that means you'll be along for the ride."

Sweetie Belle was filled with renew vigor. She walked over to Rarity's cervix and tried again to pry it open. "No! This is wrong! You shouldn't be doing that with Dad! I shouldn't be in here! This is all wrong! Why would you do this!?"

Rarity barely felt Sweetie Belle's efforts to escape. "Oh? Still haven't figured that out yet, Sweetie Belle? Still using all the muscles except the one that matters? Think about it." Sweetie refused to think about it. "You're in the same time out as Apple Bloom," Rarity said. "Why do you think she's been absent from school? I told you that Big Mac's special somepony was upset."

Sweetie paused her efforts to escape. "She... she's trapped like me?"

"Yes," Rarity said. "Where do you think I got the idea from?"

"But how? Who!?" Sweetie asked desperately.

"Oh, the how was simple enough..." Rarity said, waving for her father to climb on top of her. "She drank a shrinking potion just like you, and her father ejaculated her back inside of her mother."

"But I thought Apple Bloom's parents were dead," Sweetie said. She shivered and felt the phantom sensation of Hondo's dick sliding back inside Rarity's vagina.

"I didn't mince words, darling," Rarity said, sighing as her father hilted himself inside her. "Is it really that much of a mystery? I thought the joke would be obvious. You don't really think that Daddy and I have the monopoly on special relationships do you?"

(Story)Time Out

Hondo Flanks stood nervously outside the bathroom doorway while the young mare inside watched the color of her cup of pee change colors from the testing solution.

"Blue means positive?" Rarity asked.

He read the back of the box for the tenth time and nodded. "Yeah."

"I'm pregnant," she said, scarcely able to believe it.

"Dad got you pregnant!?" Sweetie Belle interrupted.

"Yes," Rarity answered the tiny filly inside her belly.

"I'm an aunt!?" Sweetie asked.

Rarity giggled and sighed. "No, Sweetie... The truth should be plainly obvious. Considering your situation."

Sweetie Belle realized she was literally inside Rarity's womb. She gasped. "You're my mother!?"

The last pony crossed the finish line. Rarity smiled. "And you're my daughter. And I love you. We were planning on telling you eventually. At least after you got your cutie mark. But your little stunt with the love potion meant a change of plans. But back to the story of you..."

"I'm pregnant! What do we do?" young Rarity asked her father, the stallion that would always fix everything.

"Do? Well, that... is mostly up to you," Hondo Flanks said.

"What do you mean?" she asked.

"I mean if you want to keep it.

"The foal? Do you mean putting it up for adoption?"

"I meant the pregnancy. There's a clinic out in Fillydelphia that doesn't ask questions."

"Not Ponyville General?" she asked.

"They ask questions," he said. "This is a small town. They know who we are. They are going to want to know who the father is. And ponies talk."

"But they're not allowed to!" Rarity said. "I know that's a rule."

"I know, but... ponies still talk. This isn't the sort of thing we can do in our own town."

Rarity gasped. "What do we tell Mother!?"

"Well, that depends on you," he said. "If we act quickly, she doesn't have to know anything about this."

"You thought about getting an abortion!?" Sweetie Belle interrupted.

"Every mother thinks about it!" Rarity said. "Obviously we didn't do that! Now stop interrupting and just listen!"

"If... if you think that's best," Rarity said.

"No. If it's what you think is best." he said. "You have your cutie mark. You're a mare old enough to get pregnant. You're old enough to take your part of the responsibility for it. I'm here to support whatever you decide, but it ultimately has to be your choice. I can't make it for you."

"I don't want to do... that then," Rarity said.

Her father set his jaw but didn't argue. "As you wish."

"Will I have to give it up for adoption?"

"You don't have to decide that now. We have more pressing concerns."

"Right. What are we going to tell Mother?" Rarity asked again.

"What are we going to tell anypony?" he added. Rarity waited for an answer. Hondo scoffed. "Anything but the truth, obviously!"

"Yes. Obviously."

"At least you're done with school," he added. "So that's one less thing to worry about. But you aren't going to be able to work part time at the orchard doing manual labor if you're pregnant."

"No, I should think not."

Hondo rubbed his chin. "Unless..."

Hondo and Rarity sat at the farmhouse kitchen table across from Granny Smith. "A live-in what now?" Granny asked.

"If Rarity could stay here as a live-in worker during her employment, it would save a lot of time commuting her out here from town," Hondo explained. "Especially if work is starting at dawn."

Granny Smith raised an eyebrow. "Ain't but a fifteen minute trot out of town ain't it?" she asked.

Hondo shifted nervously in his seat. "There is more to it than that, yes," he admitted, looking at Rarity next to him. "It seems that Rarity here has gone and gotten herself in a bit of a jam. And I need a favor from you for it." Rarity bristled, not liking the idea of her situation being entirely her fault. Her hoof gave his shin a kick. "Not that the stallion is blameless, but she won't tell who it was."

"Stallion?" Granny asked. Rarity blushed and crossed her hooves over her belly. "Oh, I see. Lot of that going round it seems this season. Having a foal out of wedlock is no example of mine you ought to be following."

"Be that as it may," Hondo continued, "I'd like to spare her the wrath of her mother finding out about it. So if she could be in boarding school for the next eleven months, that would really help."

Granny leveled a gaze at him. "I ain't running no charity here, Hondo. If she can't work, she can't stay here for free." It was no secret that Granny Smith was a ruthless business mare.

Hondo nodded. "She'll work until she can't. And then yes, you'll be compensated for your hospitality."

Granny Smith smiled. "Darn tootin!"

While Granny and Hondo talked numbers, Rarity zoned out and looked around the kitchen, absorbing the information that this was going to be her home for most of the next year. She was only startled from her distraction as Hondo stood up from the table.

"Thank you again for this," he said. "And for your discretion." He turned to kiss Rarity goodbye. On the cheek.

"Daddy?"

"I'll be back with your things," he said. "And I'll visit often. I promise. I love you."

"I love you too, Daddy." They hugged and he turned to leave.

As soon as the door closed, Granny got up from her seat and came around to Rarity's side of the table. "Alright then, let's have a look at you." She looked at Rarity sitting in the kitchen chair. "Not even showing yet. Just found out, did you?" Rarity nodded. "Right. Well then, lets get down to brass tacks. You understand the favor I'm doing for you and yer pa?" she asked. Rarity nodded. "You heard him. You'll be expected to work as much as can reasonably be expected of you until you can't. You're an expecting mother and I ain't cruel. But I ain't your maid neither."

"Yes ma'am."

"Alright. Let's go find Mac. He can set you up with the guest bed..."

Big Macintosh held the mallet in his hoof to bang together the simple frame for the guest bed while Rarity helped her friend Applejack gather some hay into a mattress.

"So you're going to be staying with us?" Applejack asked. Rarity nodded. "How come?" she asked, but quickly added, "Not to be rude, just curious is all. You're right in town."

Rarity hadn't taken any time to fabricate any kind of a cover story. Not that it would have done her any good. She learned a long time ago that there was no sneaking a lie past Applejack. And she was going to find out soon enough.

"I'm pregnant," Rarity admitted. Applejack was her best friend. Even so, she expected disgust, or judgment, or even pity. But she did not expect Applejack's face to light up with a smile.

"Me too!" Applejack said, before her expression quickly shifted to terror as she covered her mouth with her hooves. "Sorry. I ain't supposed to tell anypony. It's a secret."

"Likewise," Rarity said.

Applejack rubbed her belly. Like Rarity, she hadn't even begun to show yet. "But I suppose you were gonna find out soon enough if you're living here."

"That was my thought as well."

"Who's the-" Applejack cut herself off, knowing full well where the question would lead. "Uh, what I mean is, it ain't nopony's business but our own who the fathers are."

"Y-yes," Rarity agreed.

Applejack tied the seam of the mattress shut. "Alright. Let's get your bed set up and then we can do the linens." She carried the mattress down from the hay loft of the barn into the farmhouse. And then back upstairs to the second floor. They followed the sounds of hammering wood. Granny Smith stood in the hallway overseeing the work.

"My room? Applejack asked.

Granny Smith nodded. "Mhmm. Ain't room enough in mine for another bed. And she sure as sugar ain't shacking up in Big Mac's room!"

"Oh, it'll be just like a slumber party!" Rarity said.

"I suppose..." Applejack said, looking over at Big Mac. His eyes met hers with the same subtle expression of disappointment. Granny Smith's bedroom was at the opposite end of the farmhouse. Big Mac's room shared a notoriously-thin wall. The upstairs restroom was between Big Mac's room and Applejack's room, giving even more of a sound buffer for Big Mac's late-night visits to her bedroom. But now that Rarity was in there...

"Get them bed sheets made up and put them tools away once you're done," Granny directed. "Then y'all get washed up for supper at six."

As promised, Hondo Flanks returned that evening with Rarity's personal effects. His visit was brief and he hugged her before he was about to leave. "Is there any thing else you need?" he asked. He felt Rarity's hoof grip his mane tighter. "Rarity..." Obviously more of that was out of the question. For now at least.

"Do you not..?" she trailed off.

"Of course I do. Just..." Here and now was obviously an impossibility.

"Soon?" she asked, barely more than a whisper.

He hugged her back a little tighter. "I'll see what I can do."

Rarity found the simple work of the orchard to be strangely relaxing. Calling it manual labor didn't suit the unicorn. She could use her magic to effortlessly pick all of the ripe apples from the trees and collect them in baskets without dropping or bruising them with standard apple bucking. In fact, Rarity's presence on the farm was an unexpected boon for production and efficiency.

This fact was not lost on Granny Smith as she watched the mare work. Big Mac trudged past her with another filled cart. "Best you get yourself a pointy-head bride someday, Mac." Big Mac blushed a darker shade of red and looked away.

The routine of the day blurred them together, passing the time of her stay quickly for Rarity. The only real indicator was her belly. Though it was still early. She could easily be mistaken for simply having eaten a bit too much at a holiday feast. Though there were other side effects as well.

Nature's call came a bit more frequently for Rarity as her stretching uterus claimed more of her abdomen's real estate. It was at the point where it was stirring her from a sound sleep, even after a long day of work.

Awaking in the dead of night, the only light for Rarity was from the moon shining into the window. Even so, she could see that the bed next to hers was vacant. It wasn't too much of a leap for her to think that Applejack was likewise suffering the same afflictions as her. They were the same amount of pregnant nearly to the day.

But much to her relief and surprise, she didn't need to wait for the bathroom to become available. Before she could give it another thought, she saw to her most urgent need first. But while sitting on the throne, she looked out the window at the faint light coming from the barn.

Rarity was curious what important task in the barn could have driven Applejack from her bed. Applejack wasn't terribly far along, but unlike Rarity, she didn't have magic to help her do her work. Rarity finished what she was doing and resolved to go help her friend, or at least check on her to make sure that she was okay.

She kept quiet to not wake anypony else in the house as she made her way outside. The thin beam of dim light from the barn stretched out across the dirt walkway like a carpet guiding her way. The door to the barn was lift just ajar enough for her to squeeze through.

Rarity froze when she heard the muffled cries as though of somepony in pain. She moved towards them, finding the sound morphing into strained moans. Just as Rarity was about to call out to Applejack, her voice hitched in her throat when she finally found her. Underneath the hanging lantern, she could clearly see Applejack laying on a hay bale with her legs spread. Big Mac was on top of her plowing her like a corn field.

Rarity's mind could barely process what she was seeing. Were they fighting? Wrestling? Did he trip and fall on top of her accidentally? Her questions barely persisted a few seconds. It was plainly obvious what they were doing. From where she was standing in the shadows, Rarity could easily see Big Macintosh's thick, red dick sliding in and out of Applejack's stretched pussy. Suddenly the mystery for the father of Applejack's foal, made a lot more sense. No wonder she didn't want to discuss it, Rarity thought.

She bit her lip was she watched Big Mac hilted himself deep inside Applejack's pussy one last time as his heavy balls clenched and twitched. Applejack's legs wrapped around his hips while the base of his shaft swelled and throbbed as he came inside his sister. With her occupied womb already well-sealed, his massive load had nowhere else to go. Thick globs of his cum spurted out of her pussy from around his dick. Rarity gasped at the sight.

Applejack's head shot up. "Granny!?" Big Mac tried to turn to look behind him but his flare was still firmly lodged deep inside his sister's pussy. Rarity moved in a flash behind a hay stack. Applejack could still see an errant curl of violet tail sticking out.

"Rarity?" Applejack asked.

"..."

"I can see your tail," Applejack said.

Rarity winced in her hasty hiding spot. "...Um, no?"

"Rarity, come out here," Applejack said.

"AJ!" Big Mac protested, still waiting to be able to pull out.

"Ain't nothing she hasn't already seen," Applejack said.

"I think I'd rather not, Darling."

"Rarity, we need to talk!" Rarity nervously stood up and walked out from behind the hay stack, trying to look anywhere else but at them. "Look at me."

Rarity reluctantly looked at Applejack, still spread eagle underneath Big Mac. "I... never took you for an exhibitionist."

"And I never took you for no peeping Tom but here we are. And I need you to look me in the eyes and promise me you ain't gonna tell Granny about this!"

"My lips are sealed," Rarity assured her, glancing at Applejack's stretched vulva. "Though perhaps not as much as yours, currently. But are you sure she doesn't know that the foal is his?"

"Obviously not!" Applejack said. "With Mac still being among the living, and ain't been hauled off to the gelding clinic!"

"But you're pregnant and Mac is the only stallion in your life, Darling."

Applejack rolled her eyes. "Granny got it in her head that among my father's final deeds was knocking me up. And as much as I hated for his memory to be tarnished, I didn't correct her because I didn't want Mac joining our parents in a grave."

The mention of their parents finally got Mac to soften enough to pull out with a wet plop. A deluge of trapped cum gushed out and spilled onto the dirt at Rarity's hooves. "Oh my goodness, Darling!" He dismounted Applejack and Rarity watched his pendulous cock swing between his legs.

"Eyes off!" Applejack said as she sat up. "Mac ain't nopony's stallion but mine! Get your own!"

Rarity quickly averted her eyes. "Apologies. I didn't mean to stare. But I must say I'm quite envious. You have your special somepony right here under your roof. So, since we're on the subject, do you think I might be able to have mine visit upon a time?"

Applejack shrugged. "Ain't me you need to convince. But you'll have more luck getting permission from a boulder than Granny for un-hitched fornicating under her roof."

"Then best she not know then," Rarity said.

Applejack shrugged. "Best of luck then. But you ain't gotta worry about me. My lips are sealed." Rarity glanced at the cum still dribbling out of her stretched marehood. Applejack quickly crossed her legs. "Dang it! You know what I mean!"

The Plot Thickens

"So Apple Bloom is..?" Sweetie Belle's question trailed off.

Rarity finished drawing herself a bath and stepped into the tub of warm water. "Yes Sweetie. She's the daughter of Applejack and Big Mac. That's why it was such a big deal that you tried to give him a love potion with some other mare. It's my understanding that she was quite angry about the matter. She's quite possessive of her stallion. I know the feeling well. I've had to live with my jealousy of Mother being able to have Father whenever she wants."

"But she doesn't," Hondo said, joining Rarity in the bathroom. "Now, where were we?"

"I was about to tell Sweetie about our first time in the barn," Rarity said.

"Oh. Did you want to have lunch while I tell that part?" Hondo asked.

"Of course!" Rarity said. Hondo reared up on the edge of the bath tub and Rarity leaned over to suck his dick.

Sweetie Belle grimaced. Though her connection with Rarity, she could taste her father's phantom penis. She hated how much she didn't hate it.

Hondo grunted as Rarity sucked his dick. "Now, where were we..?"

Hondo Flanks walked up to the end of the dirt roadway leading up to Sweet Apple Orchards and hesitated.

This is a bad idea, he thought. He decided that it was a bad idea when Rarity suggested it to him when he had visited that afternoon. He thought about what a bad idea it was all evening. And he still thought it was a bad idea now in the dead of night. But his dick had led him places he wouldn't even go with a sword.

Rarity poked her head out of the nearby bush. Her pale fur coat was visible in the dim moonlight. "Daddy." Hondo was startled only a little. He was expecting to meet her here. Even though he knew it was a very, very bad idea. She waved for him to follow her and she led him up the dirt road to the barn entrance. It was left ajar just enough from them to sneak inside. She lit the hanging lantern and led him into the back of the barn. "I've missed you."

They had just seen each other earlier that day, but he knew what she meant. "I've missed you too." He kissed her. Not on the cheek this time. She kissed him back. He used his tongue. She used more. "Right here on the bale?" he asked.

"Is Mother still at home?" Rarity asked.

"Yes."

"Then yes. Right here on the bale," she said. She leaned back and spread her legs for her father.

He smiled and ran his hoof over her belly that was visibly, but not obviously pregnant. "Oh, look at you! You're so beautiful! How's the foal?"

"The foal has been fine, but I have not!" she said with an urgent tone in her voice.

He looked at her clitoris winking at him from inside her vulva. He smiled. "Say no more." He kneeled down in front of the hay bale and buried his face between her thighs, happily licking her needy pussy. "Mmm! You taste so much different during pregnancy. Sweeter!"

"I have always been sweet!" she said.

"Maybe it's all the apples they've been feeding you," he suggested.

"I don't care. Just keep going!" she pleaded. She didn't need to ask twice. He was happy to resume eating out his beautiful daughter. Though she had no real frame of reference, it was clear that he knew what he was doing from the way that he made her feel. "Mother is a fool to mistreat such a wonderful stallion!" The heel of her hoof pressed against the back of his head, bidding him to press his face into her more firmly. Her budding magic teased his sheath, coaxing out the length of his penis and stroking it. "Unlike her, I'll take pleasure in returning the favor."

Hondo was no amateur unicorn, himself. His horn glowed and Rarity felt a tendril of his magic slide inside her vagina. Unlike the fumbling of some inexperienced colt, he knew exactly where and how to navigate her pussy, finding the spot inside her to drive her wild. Rarity's moans and squirming were evidence enough that he was doing a good job of it.

For her part, Rarity felt the growing tension of her approaching orgasm, like a rope in her belly tying itself into a bigger and bigger knot, threatening to snap. But behind that was a familiar sensation of building pressure. Similar to the urgency of if she'd had too much apple juice to drink, but at the same time, different. It seemed to be racing with her orgasm to see which would arrive first. She didn't want him to stop, but she was becoming more concerned about what might happen otherwise.

"D- Daddy-!" she tried to warn him. But if anything, he just pressed his tendril of magic into that spot harder and faster, making that urgent pressure grow even faster. The cascade of pleasure shooting up through her brain scrambled whatever words of warning she had tried to assemble in her mind. Her hoof weakly tried to push him away but he just wrapped his hooves around her thighs and held her tighter as her entire body trembled and shook.

Her pelvic muscles flexed and clenched as she came. A powerful jet spurted out of her pussy directly into her father's mouth. Her barest conscious thought was one of horrible shame, fully expecting him to recoil away from her, in disgust of her accident. But to her utter shock, he sealed his mouth around her vulva as she spurted, filling his mouth until he swallowed it down and practically sucked as she kept squirting more from his magic's coaxing massage inside her. In the euphoric delight of the most intense orgasm of her life, it took all her effort to just remember how to breathe without crying out, lest they be discovered.

"Land's sake!" Applejack gasped before covering her mouth.

Rarity's legs released Hondo's head and he turned around with his face dripping with mare cum. Rarity sat up at the edge of the hay bale as well, looking at where Applejack and Big Mac were watching from the shadows. All four of them had the same 'oh shit' expression on their face.

"Don't tell Granny!" Hondo pleaded.

"Don't worry," Rarity said to her father, giving Applejack a knowing look, "they won't."

"What's that silence gonna cost?" Hondo asked.

"Nothing," Rarity said. "Secrets are their own currency." The tension in the standoff relaxed slightly.

"Right," Hondo breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at Applejack's gravid belly. "Granny is fixing to convince everypony that your foal will be your sibling."

"I meant about her foal's father," Rarity said.

"Yeah," Hondo said. "Granny Smith told me that Bright Mac's final act before going off to get crisscross moss was getting you knocked up."

Applejack winced. "It's no joy tarnishing Dad's memory, but the truth is..." Her brother, Big Mac stepped out of the shadows to stand close beside her.

"Oh..." Hondo looked back and forth between them. "I get it."

"But Granny sure don't," Applejack said. "And I don't want Mac joining Dad in pushing up daisies."

"So quite naturally, this stays just between us," Rarity said.

"What happens in the barn, stays in the barn," Applejack said.

"Yeah," Hondo said, "I think we're all in agreement on that."

"That said," Rarity purred, "I'm not quite finished with you." Her magic resumed stroking her father's penis.

"Rarity!" Hondo stifled his yelp. "They're right there!"

"There's plenty of room," Rarity said, patting the hay bale next to them.

"What!?" Hondo asked incredulously.

Applejack laid down next to her, but in the opposite direction. "I hope it ain't too much bother. Mac and I don't get much together time when Granny is awake." Big Mac stood on the opposite side of the hay bales, between Applejack's spread legs.

"Wait, did you two plan this!?" Hondo asked.

Rarity blushed. "What can I say? I was horny and I missed you. And it's her barn, so I knew I had to strike a deal."

"Us gals gotta stick together," Applejack said.

"Hope you don't mind," Big Mac said, gaining a passing glance from Hondo. He had been doing well to keep his eyes averted, but his stallionhood was comparable, despite the young stallion's growing body being smaller than him overall. He'd be a force to be reckoned with one day when he was full grown. His envy transformed into awe as he watched the apple-red shaft slide inside the other mare.

Despite having already seen it before, even Rarity could not hide her amazement, watching from her front-row seat of the action next to her head. This did not go unnoticed by Applejack who just wore a smug grin. "Earth ponies are just built different." She grunted as Big Mac lightly bottomed out inside her. He carefully backed off to keep his depth gauged to spare the foal.

Rarity pried her eyes away from Applejack's stretched pussy to nudge her father's thigh with her leg. "Daddy," she whimpered as her magic tugged on his shaft.

Hondo shook his head to snap himself out of his daze. Cookie was never a very adventurous lover. Especially after foaling. He never would have dreamed that he'd ever be involved in a foursome. Let alone with his own daughter. Yet here he was. But Rarity's insistence was all the motivation he needed. He tried his best to ignore Applejack staring at his dick as he pressed the tip of it against Rarity's pussy.

Applejack watched Rarity's white vulva stretched around the blunt head of his shaft before he was able to finally pop inside, sliding in several more inches after. Both mares enjoyed the feeling of their long-awaited rutting, while watching the other get the same.

"You're lucky to still have your father," Applejack said, getting rocked gently as her brother fucked her. "Sometimes I wonder what it would have been like with him."

"AJ..." Mac chided.

"Sorry."

Rarity propped herself up slightly on her elbows to look at Applejack. "You were lucky to have a mother that loved you, rather than resented you."

"Rarity..." Hondo likewise chided.

"I'm not wrong," Rarity said. "She's always resented me. Maybe she's worried that I'd steal you away."

Hondo looked at her, while literally balls-deep inside her. "I mean..."

"Was she right?" Rarity asked. "Am I the villain? Did I steal you away?"

Hondo shook his head. "She pushed me away a long time ago."

Rarity rubbed her belly with her hooves. "I'm going to be a much better mother to our foal."

"I know you will be."

"Aww, Daddy!"

He leaned over and kissed her. Not to be out-romanced, Applejack's hoof grabbed Mac's yoke to pull him down for a kiss, herself as the two pairs continued to make love.

"And my penis kept thrusting in and out of Rarity's vagina, and in and out, and in and out and-" Hondo's riveting storytelling was cut off as he felt himself getting close to cumming in Rarity's mouth. Rarity could read his signs and felt him start to flare. As much as she would have loved to swallow his entire shaft, she pulled her mouth off his dick and look up at him with her tongue out as her magic finished jerking him off. Thick jets of his white cum splashed into her waiting mouth and she held it there until he finished. She made a big show of it coating her whole tongue before swallowing it all, not wasting a single drop. After all, she was guzzling her father's cum for two now.

"You get the idea, Sweetie," Rarity said, settling back in the bath water to relax.

Sweetie Belle cringed. She knew exactly what she was tasting. Unlike the deluge that she had arrived in, it actually tasted appealing to her this time. That thought gave her no comfort.

"We had many such secret trysts during my stay at Sweet Apple Acres," Rarity continued the story. "Applejack and I became the best of friends. You and Sweetie Belle were playing together even before you were born..."

Though her due date was fast approaching, Rarity refused to become a useless mare. Big Mac towed her, along with Applejack, around in a cart while her magic was able to harvest a tree of apples at a time, carefully filling the placed buckets. Though the cart was padded with hay as best as it could be, there really was no position that the heavily-pregnant mares could comfortably lay in for long. Applejack was already laying on her side facing towards Rarity next to her to get the weight of her own body off of her. She groaned and rubbed her belly with her hoof.

"The foal's feeling mighty antsy today," Applejack complained. "Gonna be a star apple-bucker with all this kicking."

"Well, they are due any day now. My little one seems anxious to get out as well," Rarity said, shifting her haunches to mirror Applejacks pose, laying on her side towards her. There wasn't enough room in the cart to stay apart. Rarity's belly pressed up against Applejack's. Her own foal started fidgeting and kicking against the other through the thin walls of their abdomens. The mares looked at their bellies and smiled. "It seems like the start of a lifelong friendship."

The cart stopped at the next tree and Rarity focused her magic to harvest the apples and fill the buckets.

"Don't much care for being shown up," Applejack grumbled, physically no longer able to buck apple trees.

"There's no need to fret, Darling," Rarity said, emptying the next apple tree. "You've been so generous with your hospitality and understanding... I simply wanted to repay the favor."

"Yeah, but now Granny won't stop going on about Mac finding some unicorn mare to marry," Applejack said.

"That's very flattering, Darling. I'll consider it. If only for us to keep up appearances." She smirked. "And our little arrangement."

"She ain't talking about you!" Applejack said. "As far as Granny is concerned, you're right off the table, what with having a foal outta wedlock. Damaged goods, she calls ya."

Rarity bristled. Though despite her fur coat, she was hardly pure as the driven snow. The only comparison was getting plowed about as often. She filled the last few buckets with apples, and levitated them along as Mac pulled them back to the barn to load up the freight wagon.

"Don't let me be misunderstood, Darling," Rarity said. "But I should think that Macintosh would be able to marry whomever he chooses. He's much larger and stronger than Granny Smith. He could easily overpower her."

Applejack laughed out loud at that one. "Aw, Sugarcube! You really have no idea what power actually is, do you? If Mac tried to take over and run the farm, we'd be bankrupt by winter's end!" Big Mac snorted in irritation as he loaded the barrels onto the cargo bed. "Granny is the only one ruthless enough to negotiate with Filthy Rich at the market."

"Darn toot'n!" Granny Smith said as she walked out of the farm house. She looked at all the filled buckets and nodded. "Alright ladies. While Mac and I get these to the market, there's a kitchen floor that needs sweeping and a load of dishes in the sink a hollering your names."

"Yes, Granny," Applejack and Rarity said together as they carefully stepped down from the cart.

"Most of them dishes are yours anyway," Granny continued. "I swear, y'all eat like you got a hole in your darn necks!"

Mac pulled the wagon with Granny beyond the end of the farm road as Rarity and Applejack walked inside the farmhouse. Applejack stood at the sink and stared at the dishes, willing them to magically clean themselves. She glanced over at Rarity shuffling heavily along on her hooves as her magic held the broom to sweep the floor. She was holding her tail a bit higher than usual. As Applejack got to work on the dishes, realized that her own tail was doing the same, and for the same reason.

It had been a long while since either of them had gotten any personal attention. Granny Smith had been sleeping light lately, up and about at odd hours, making any nocturnal activity risky. But Applejack could hardly complain to Rarity. Between the two of them, it had been far more difficult for her.

Special arrangements in the barn had to be made for Hondo. But now that Rarity was in the know, Big Mac could simply sneak down the hallway for a quiet rendezvous with Applejack. And a very gracious Rarity laying in the guest bed beside them doing her best to contain her envy.

The kitchen counter featured a large bowl with an assortment of non-apple produce from the farm. Rarity's eyes lingered on a particularly attractive cucumber. She picked it up with her magic and licked her lips. She looked over at Applejack, looking back at her. It was plainly obvious to both of them what was on her mind. Rarity blushed.

Applejack shrugged. "I ain't judging. Country girl's gotta make do." Rarity bristled. But she couldn't deny the fact that she had been living and working on a farm for nearly a year now.

"I'll help you if you help me," Rarity said.

Applejack glanced at the dustpan. "Looks like you're already done sweeping."

"Not quite what I meant," Rarity said as she waved the cucumber at her.

Applejack raised an eyebrow. "Ain't you got magic?"

Rarity pursed her lips. "Yes. But even though I have magic, I find that it's much like trying to tickle oneself. It's a completely different sensation when somepony else is doing it to you."

Applejack shuffled her hooves nervously. She was just as horny, but this was new territory for both of them. "How hooves-on are we talking here?"

"As much as you'd like," Rarity said with a coy grin. "Frankly Darling, hearing Big Macintosh going on and on about the taste of your apple juice has gotten me quite intrigued. And Father is just the same, talking about how different I taste during pregnancy. So, when presented with the opportunity we have, I'm curious to try a bit of a before and after, as it t'were."

"Mac has been getting a bit complacent in skipping the foreplay for a quickie." Applejack chewed her lip for a moment, considering Rarity's proposition. "But I ain't one to be unfaithful!"

Rarity flipped her mane, "Oh Darling, this wouldn't count as cheating! What we have with our family isn't an official relationship in the first place. Though I doubt that logic would save Father's balls if Mother were ever to learn of it. And besides, it's just us ladies, doing what we must to help tend to each other's needs. That's just what good friends do. And I sincerely doubt that either of them would object, if not outright enthusiastically support it!"

"..."

"I can't imagine that Big Macintosh had to convince you this hard to offer you oral sex."

Applejack rolled her eyes. "Fine. But you're helping me first!" Rarity grinned and her magic lifted Applejack's tail. "I meant with the dishes, Rarity! Ain't no amount of horny gonna put play before work!"

Rarity set the cucumber on the counter and stood next to Applejack at the sink, helping to wash and rinse the dishes that Applejack dried and put away in the cupboard. First the glassware and the ceramic plates. Then the less fragile items, until all that was left was the utensils. Rarity let out the dirty sink water while Applejack finished with the last of her work.

Rarity extended a tendril of her magic sliding up Applejack's backside, causing her to yelp and drop the spoon she was toweling dry. "Allow me, Darling." Rarity quickly levitated the rest of Applejack's work, finishing it quickly. "Now, where were we?" She levitated the cucumber and placed it in Applejack's hoof.

"So you want me to..." Applejack made a thrusting motion with the vegetable, "... to just go for it?"

"If you would," Rarity requested. "But first, make yourself comfortable."

"What, right here?" Applejack asked. Rarity nodded, helping her lay down on the living room carpet. Rarity spread Applejack's legs. "Rare, come on, you don't actually have to-"

"I need to know." Rarity leaned forward and extended her tongue. She braced herself to contain her revulsion. But quite to the contrary. No, it wasn't exactly apple juice, but damn near closer than she was expecting.

Applejack gasped as her friend licked her pregnant pussy. Nervously at first. But her own knowledge of what she knew to feel good guided her tongue. She knew exactly where to lick, and just how fast, and hard. She gave Applejack's winking clitoris a little sucking kiss. Applejack's legs trembled and her thighs hugged Rarity's head as she came.

Rarity sat up with Applejack's marecum glistening on her chin. "Heavens, Darling! You must have needed that even more than I thought!" Applejack laid there panting. Rarity picked up the cucumber from where it had rolled away. "Allow me, Darling." She carefully slid the improvised phallus into Applejack's needy vagina, barely getting it a third of the way inside. Her massive womb had taken up the rest of the space inside her abdomen.

Rarity shifted herself to straddle Applejack's hips, using her magic to align the other end of the cucumber. She was likewise barely able to get a third of the length inside her crowded vagina, leaving a few inches between them. Rarity huffed in frustration, hoping to be able to rub her clitoris against hers. She pushed a little harder.

"Ow!" Applejack voiced Rarity's own discomfort from the attempt. She gave up and changed her strategy. She stood up and pulled the cucumber out of Applejack and gave it to her. She turned around and climbed over her, facing in the opposite direction. She crouched down, close enough for her to reach, pressing her own belly against hers again.

Rarity used her magic to conjure an ethereal dildo for Applejack's pussy. With the cucumber in her hoof, the country gal made do, pushing it back inside Rarity's pussy. Both started out with gentle thrusts, gauging the depth that they could go. Rarity used her magic to play with Applejack's clit, and Applejack used her free hoof to to the same for Rarity.

They both felt their foals kicking around inside them with each other. "The little ones seem to be enjoying this quite a bit as well," Rarity remarked. Applejack worked the cucumber faster. Rarity's climax built quickly and she made no effort to deny herself her long awaited release. Her legs trembled and every muscle in her body tensed at the same time. In an instant, the built up pressure finally released. A massive gush drenched Applejack's face.

"LAND'S SAKE Rarity!" Applejack yelled from underneath her. "I knew you were a squirter, but damn!"

"Beg your pardon, Darling?" Rarity asked. She knew what her squirting orgasms felt like, and she felt like she barely came at all. But looking under her at Applejack, she was drenched. "But I barely even- OohOHH!" Rarity groaned and rolled off of Applejack. "Heavens, Darling! I think my water broke!"

"Oh Horseapples!" Applejack quickly scrambled to get to her hooves. She trotted into the kitchen to get to the towels in the laundry room. In her haste, she stepped on the handle of the dustpan, flinging the contents up into the air. Applejack staggered back, and waved the cloud of dust away with her hoof. "Uh, ah, AH-CHOO!" Applejack sneezed hard and a second splash hit the floor between her legs.

Rarity's eyes met hers, trying her best to hide her own panic. "Horseapples indeed, Darling."

Applejack braced herself as her first contraction hit her. She staggered towards the linen closet and grabbed as many towels as she could. Rarity's magic grabbed the whole lot of them with her magic. The two of them worked together to help each other up the stairs to the bedroom in accordance with their home-birth plan. Though the plan didn't involve them both going into labor at the same time.

Rarity tossed the towels into the bedroom as her magic started to falter. Applejack heaved Rarity onto the closest bed, rather than the guest bed, using her last bit of strength to join her side. She reached over and held Rarity's hoof. She had been hoping to be holding Big Mac's hoof for this, and Rarity had been hoping to hold her father's.

Her father!

Rarity's other hoof grabbed her father's enchanted pendant on her necklace.

"If ever you need me."

She snapped it in half, activating the distress spell. She panted in labor beside her best friend. "Help is coming."

"Can your pa teleport?" Applejack asked. Rarity shook her head. Applejack groaned through another contraction. "Then it ain't gonna be fast enough!" They could hear the door open downstairs. "Well, hot damn! That is fast!"

"Applejack!?" Big Mac yelled into the house.

"Up here!" Applejack yelled back.

There was a bang and a shriek from Granny Smith.

"Granny!" Mac yelled.

Applejack and Rarity panted their breathing while listening to the ensuing ruckus. Big Mac's thunderous hooves galloped up the stairs. He skidded to a halt in the bedroom doorway, looking at the two mares spread-eagle on the bed.

"Uh, AJ, you know I can't say no to you, but this ain't the time for that threesome I been asking about."

"It ain't that, jackass!" Applejack shouted. "The foal's coming!"

"Oh, horseapples!" Big Mac spun on his hoof and turned to run.

"All the towels are already here!" Rarity yelled after him. Big Mac tripped over himself in the hallway and spun around again. Seeing all the towels tossed hastily on the bedroom floor. On the bed, there was barely enough room for the two mares to lay side by side. Especially not with their legs spread into one another. "Help me move!" Rarity said.

Big Mac moved to help her, but unable to completely lift her safely. He was at least able to mover her to the other end of the bed to give her and Applejack room until he could figure out how to get her over to the guest bed. But it did mean the two foaling mares facing one another. Granny yelled from downstairs.

Big Mac was about to run again, but stopped just long enough to explain, "Uh, Granny had a slip-and-fall on a puddle in the kitchen. So I, uh..." Then he ran back downstairs.

Applejack and Rarity panted heavily as they looked at each other over their massive bellies. They had both grown tired of pregnancy, but neither one of them was looking forward to the actual ordeal of giving birth. Even so, Applejack's dread was tempered by the thought that Granny Smith would be there to help as a midwife. Rarity had been less afraid in thinking that her father would have been there.

But with Hondo on the other side of town, and Granny downstairs with a likely broken hip, all they had was each other. There was some solace in that, and they would have to push through together.

Applejack's hooves gripped the bedsheets as he next contraction hit and she pushed. Rarity mirrored her expression from the other end of the bed. Sweat started to run down her forehead. Her reached out with her magic to grab a towel from the floor but her horn flickered and faltered. The towel dropped and Rarity's mane started to get frizzy. Arcane electricity started to hum and crackle around her horn.

Applejack's eyes went wide. A foaling unicorn could be incredibly dangerous. "Oh, shit. Oh shit! MAC!" she screamed. The window curtains billowed and anything that wasn't bolted down started to vibrate on the verge of levitating. Big Mac started running back upstairs. "Mac, get the ring!" Mac skidded to a stop outside the bedroom and looked slack-jawed at Rarity's horn and then at Applejack. "THE RING! In the drawer!" Applejack screamed, patting the bed near the night stand. The wooden structure of the old farmhouse started to groan and creak. Mac pulled open the drawer and grabbed the magic inhibition ring, quickly putting it onto Rarity's horn while only getting himself mildly electrocuted. Anything floating fell back to the floor, the curtains fell still, and the farmhouse remained standing.

A second stallion came galloping up the stairs. "I have a ring!" Hondo Flanks yelled over his panting, trying to catch his breath. He had sprinted all the way from Ponyville. The signal pendant on his necklace was vibrating and glowing intensely. He blinked through his sweat and saw that Rarity already had a foaling ring on her horn.

"Daddy!"

He relaxed only slightly, as she was still very much in the throes of labor. Daddy's here!" He still struggled to catch his breath. "I think- Granny's- hurt- in the kitchen!" he panted. Big Mac grabbed a towel and shoved it into Hondo's hooves before running back downstairs. Rarity groaned and pushed through another contraction. "How far apart are they?" he asked.

"They're-" Rarity was cut off as another contraction hit her just as quickly. "They're not!"

"Okay, this is happening!" Hondo said, trying to calm himself as much as her. "Don't worry. I went through this with Cookie. I know what to do!" He leaned over the bed between her legs. His horn glowed and a tendril of magic carefully slid inside Rarity's vagina and spread it open. The light of his horn showed him all he needed to see. Looking over his shoulder, Applejack could see that Rarity's cervix was fully dilated and the hooves of a white foal was well on the way out, along with the little nub of a unicorn foal's horn.

He extinguished his magic and looked at Applejack. "Uh... I kinda figured Granny would be... um..."

"Hardly nothing you ain't seen yet!" Applejack said tersely.

"Okay." Hondo did the same magic to check her. Her birth canal had a pair of little yellow hooves and a mop of red mane. "Okay, uh, everything looks good. So just uh, keep on..." Rarity and Applejack groaned in stereo as they pushed. "That, I guess."

Rarity huffed and puffed, looking over her belly at Applejack. Applejack's marehood became puffy as it swelled and bulged. The pale yellow of her foals hooves emerged in bright contrast to the deep orange of Applejack's stretched vulva.

"Land's SAKE!" Applejack screamed. And she thought Mac was big. She looked over at Rarity. Two white hooves emerged from the middle of her stretched, pink interior, with a bit of pink fluff of mane just behind them.

A flash of red caught Rarity's eyes. "Applejack! You're bleeding!" Applejack panicked. She could hardly move, let alone even see what was happening below her enormous belly.

"She's not! You're not!" Hondo assured her. "It's just your foal's red mane."

Big Mac ran back upstairs to the sounds of yelling and commotion. The two foals crowned at the same time. Each successive push got them out a little more until the hardest part was over. Their tiny hooves touched briefly before Hondo moved to her side to cradle his foal's head to keep from bumping into the other's. Big Mac stood beside Applejack and did the same, carefully supporting and guiding the tiny foal out of his sister. Each of the mares gave a final push.

"It's a filly!" Hondo told Rarity.

"They both are!" Big Mac said, carrying his daughter to Applejack's waiting hooves. The two stallions worked quickly to dry the foals and wrap them in warm, dry towels. From within the towels, the red mane of Applejack's filly spilled out around her tiny face like a flower blossom.

"My beautiful sweetie!" Rarity cried as she held her tiny daughter. Her two-tone pink and lavender mane looked like swirled taffy.

But the ordeal wasn't over yet. After a bit more pushing another flash of red between Applejack's legs caught Rarity's eyes. Twins?

The color drained from Big Mac's face as he fell over himself backward to run away into the opposite wall and tried to climb it, shrieking in a pitch unbecoming of an intact stallion before he retched his breakfast onto the floor.

Even with his prior experience, Hondo had to steady his own queasiness at the sight of Applejack and Rarity passing their afterbirths. "Yeah... they don't show that part in the movies." His magic cut and sealed the cords. He gathered up the unsightly mess into the sacrificial towels and helped Big Mac to his hooves once the mares were seen to.

"Keep an eye on them while I get Granny to the hospital."

Big Mac nodded. "At least the hard part is over."

Hondo Flanks laughed so hard that he cried.

The Hard Part

Granny Smith shifted uncomfortably in her rented wheelchair. She carefully filled out the birth certificate, writing in the name that Applejack had decided on. "Apple... Bloom." She wrote in Bright Mac as the father and then hesitated. "Pear Butter" as the mother. Pear's death certificate was already on record. Granny wrote in Apple Bloom's birth date to just before Pear's passing. Not that she expected anypony to go digging. But if they did, it would look like she died in foaling. "And that ties up that loose end."

Taking a page from her playbook, Hondo Flanks filled out the birth certificate for his daughter, "Sweetie Belle". His daughter that he had with "Cookie Crumbles" he wrote in as the mother. Cookie was going to be mad as Tartarus at Rarity for getting knocked up by "some colt" at boarding school. But she would come around to seeing the wisdom in claiming the little filly as her own, to spare Rarity the stigma.

"Will she though?" Rarity asked, pushing the foal carriage home.

"That'll be the hard part. But eventually she will..." Hondo said. "Or not. It doesn't matter. She'll be mad about it either way. Mad at me for sending you off to boarding school. She'll blame me for what happened."

"To be fair..." Rarity said, nuzzling against his shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah," he groused. "That's why I take it in stride. And besides..." He wanted to kiss her. He wanted to, so badly, but not out in the open like this. He nuzzled his cheek against hers. "You're worth it."

"Mother wasn't happy with it, obviously," Rarity said.

"Obviously," Sweetie Belle said, rolling her eyes. She swayed back and forth inside of Rarity's uterus as Rarity laid on the edge of her bed, getting fucked by Hondo.

"Even so, we raised you as my little sister... Though when I say 'we' I mostly mean Father and I. Mother has never learned the truth of us. She would be quite upset."

"Can't imagine why..." Sweetie Belle groused, feeling the thuds of Hondo's dick reaching Rarity's cervix. "Dad knocking up his daughter."

"Sweetie, you're judgment is misplaced," Rarity said. "After all, I was the one that seduced him, not the other way around. Don't get it confused. And further, Mother practically pushed him away into my embrace."

"You didn't have to embrace him with your-" Sweetie Belle refrained from saying 'cunt'. "Your spread legs."

"Sweetie, I don't understand this animosity you're harboring against us," Rarity said. "I've been more of a mother to you than she has ever been. She's been no less cold to you than to Father and I. And lest you forget, were it not for our little... indiscretion, you would never have been born!" Rarity could not hear Sweetie Belle's antagonistic huff, but she could feel her disapproval. "We don't get to choose the circumstances surrounding our entrance into this world. All there is for us to decide is what to do with the time we are given."

"Or who," Sweetie said.

"I can tell from your tone that you're expecting me to refute that," Rarity said. "But I have no regrets. Were I given the same circumstances, I'd make the same choice in a heartbeat. I love Father, and I love you as well, as a sister, and as my daughter. I only hoped that would be enough."

Sweetie grumbled. "... It's enough,"

Gaining at last even a sliver of Sweetie's acceptance made Rarity practically squeal in delight. Her magic played with her clit as Hondo fucked her faster. Sweetie Belle shifted uncomfortably inside of Rarity's uterus, feeling the shared stimulation through their connection. The room flexed and contracted around her as Rarity came. Her powerful vaginal muscled squeezed Hondo's dick, rhythmically massaging and milking his shaft, pulling him even deeper. He hilted himself inside her and his tip flared against her cervix, just barely stretching the opening.

Sweetie Belle scrambled to try to make her escape before she was blasted in the face with a powerful deluge of Hondo's cum pumping inside, sending her reeling into, and then swimming in, a shallow pool of his semen. Undeterred, she waded and crawled to get out as he finished. But his wilting flare let Rarity's powerful cervix muscles seal closed once more, keeping her trapped inside. Sweetie Belle was still barely the size of a grape, and was powerless to try to pry it open. Exhausted from the ordeal, sleep overtook her easily.

With no windows and no clocks, Sweetie Belle had only a vague sense of the passage of time. Sleeping most of the time, and waking only to sudden movement or noise. Sudden movement and noise seemed to come exceptionally frequently in the form of her father's penis knocking at Rarity's cervix.

She tried to roll over to go back to sleep but found that no matter what position she was in, she felt the same. All she could do was just ride it out and bear it. A fresh splash of semen squirted in through Rarity's cervical opening. But rather than a flood that nearly drowned her, it was barely ankle deep to her. She found that she could now reach both sides of Rarity's womb. She panicked briefly, thinking that it was shrinking in around her, but she realized that it was her that was growing larger. The realization didn't help as much as she had hoped.

Afterwards, Sweetie could hear the muffled sound of running water and felt the gentle rocking of Rarity's body as she settled into the bath tub. Sweetie breathed a sigh of relief as she laid down to relax in the contours of Rarity's womb. Another sudden splash startled her along with a sudden movement. She could hear Rarity titter, Hondo's voice, and a familiar sensation as they started fucking in the bath tub.

"Again!?" Sweetie Belle groaned. "Where was all this energy when I asked him to go zip-lining?"

Rarity giggled.

"What's funny?" Hondo asked, pulling out for a moment. "Did I tickle you?"

"No, it's not that," Rarity answered, rolling over onto her back, submerging her body in the water. "Sweetie was just wondering where all this energy was, when she asked you to go ziplining."

"Oh. Right, one of her crusades there. Well, as I recall, I had tried several other activities with her at the time, and the truth is, I don't really care for ziplining." He paused. "She can hear me?" Rarity nodded. He leaned closer to speak directly to Rarity's belly. "Something to consider is trying to do things that the other pony likes. Rarity knows what I like. But I didn't expect you to indulge in this idea any time before you had your cutie mark, if ever."

Sweetie Belle blanched.

Rarity laughed. "No, I don't think she's a fan of the idea. Not yet anyway. But Sweetie, I know you can't deny how delightful this feels." Hondo looked at Rarity with slight confusion. "She can feel what I feel," she explained.

"You mean even..?" he pointed his hoof at his dick. She nodded. His softening erection sprang back up, slapping his belly hard.

"Does the thought of that turn you on?" Rarity teased. "How lecherous!" Rarity's body rocked and water splashed. Sweetie Belle felt warm bath water getting pushed inside Rarity's uterus with her as they had sex in the tub until she was sloshing around in her own internal bath.

Sweetie groaned. "Well, at least this time it isn't-" Hondo hilted himself and pumped several ropes of cum inside, turning the water into a sticky, cloudy mess. "Oh, come on!"

Sweetie Belle woke up with her knees up against her chin. While she understood that it wasn't the room closing in around her, it didn't assuage her sense of claustrophobia. She shifted and squirmed, but was more or less stuck, appropriately, in the fetal position.

"At least this must mean it's almost over..." Sweetie consoled herself.

Sweetie Belle's squirming stirred Rarity from her sleep. "Oh? Looks like somepony is awake."

Hondo Flanks blinked awake at her words and leaned over her to lay his cheek against her belly. "Good morning," he greeted. Sweetie Belle could feel the pressure of his face against Rarity's belly and swiftly kicked her hoof in defiance. "Oh, I can feel her kicking! This brings back so many memories!"

"Dad! Let me out of here!" she yelled. Hondo was startled by the audible sound of Sweetie's muffled voice coming from Rarity's belly.

"That's new! I can hear her now! It sounds like she wants out." He sat up and looked at the size of Rarity's abdomen. "It does look like you're getting to that point. You're looking like a puffed up marshmallow again." Sweetie Belle breathed a sigh of relief at those words, knowing that the end was near. "A sweet, tasty marshmallow..." he said, moving between Rarity's legs.

Through their connection, Sweetie could feel the tiny nubs of her nipples tingle as Hondo suckled at Rarity's engorged teats, greedily drinking her milk meant for the newborn foal. The grown stallion made short work of emptying both before moving further down for his dessert.

By proxy, Sweetie Belle could feel his cunnilingus upon Rarity. Confined as she was, she still tried to squirm to get away from the feeling. She flexed her legs and tried to kick with both of them to stretch herself out.

Rarity shrieked. "Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that to you Daddy! Sweetie kicked me in the bladder and-" her hasty apology was cut off as Hondo reared up. His usual morning wood throbbed as hard as a piece of steel rebar. "Oh, don't tell me that turns you on!"

Hondo's expression looked feral and his nostrils flared as he grabbed Rarity's legs and nearly folded her in half in a mating press before pushing his rigid erection inside her. Sweetie Belle was squeezed even tighter inside and felt him hit Rarity's cervix especially hard.

Even Rarity yelped that time. She and Hondo both looked at his shaft, not even up to his medial ring inside her. "I- I'm sorry Daddy! Sweetie is just taking up so much room in there now."

"Yeah! Let me out then!" Sweetie yelled.

Still holding Rarity's legs back, Hondo pulled out for a moment, but only a moment before he aimed herself lower at Rarity's tight pucker.

"Wait, Daddy, we haven't done that in yea- rNghH!" Rarity groaned as he pressed the tip of his dick against her o-ring.

Sweetie yelped from the violating sensation of her anus, thankfully only feeling a fraction of Rarity's discomfort as her butthole slowly stretched around Hondo's insistent intruder. Rarity's groans of discomfort changed to moans of pleasure once his bulbous tip popped inside. Once the hard part was over, he was able to push more and more of his shaft deeper inside her ponut.

Through the filter of Rarity's experienced back-door, Sweetie Belle felt only the strange pleasure of anal sex. That is, until she felt a more pressing sensation. A literally more pressing sensation as she felt her father's penis directly through the thin wall of muscle separating Rarity's womb from her colon. Sweetie could practically feel every veiny ridge of his dick against her cheek as he fucked Rarity's ass. It was only made worse from the sound of it right next to her ear. Sweetie kicked her legs again to try to do something, anything to get them to stop.

"Sweetie!" Rarity cried out, unable to control herself as the rest of her bladder proceeded to soak their white fur and the linen. It only served to made Hondo fuck her ass harder.

Afterwards, Hondo took the doubly soiled linen to the laundry room. Rarity shuffled her hooves in the shower, letting the spray of the water gently soothe her sore bottom.

"Can you let me out now?" Sweetie asked.

Rarity's hoof rubbed her belly. "I... Yes, I suppose you've learned you're lesson."

"I've learned way more than I ever wanted to!" Sweetie snapped.

Rarity nodded. "Some of life's lessons are like that." She turned off the shower water and stepped out to towel herself dry. "Regardless, Mother will be back in a day or two anyway." Once her fur was dry, she began brushing out her damp mane to free it of any potential tangles before it resumed its natural curls. Hondo opened the bathroom door as Rarity was finishing with her tail. In the mirror, she saw him smiling behind her. "Normally I'm not one to turn you down, Daddy. But I need some time to recover after that last session."

"It's not that," Hondo said. With her tail pulled aside to brush it, he glanced at his daughter's puffy, pregnant pussy. "Well, okay, yes, it's also that. But mostly it's this!" He held up a letter. "It's from Cookie. Apparently she's extending her stay for 'at least a few more weeks' while she 'works on herself'."

"Ah. Well, that is a pleasant surprise!" Rarity tittered. "We'll have even more time to enjoy each other after Sweetie is out."

"Yes..." Hondo trailed off as he walked closer to hug her from behind. "About that though..." he said as he rubbed her belly. "I didn't want to admit it before, but I think I like you this way even better."

Rarity blushed. "No, no you don't mean that. You said it yourself, I look like a puffy marshmallow!"

Hondo kissed the back of her neck as he looked at her in the mirror. "No. Not in a bad way. You look so beautiful, so sexy as an expecting mother carrying our little foal." His fresh erection bobbed up between her legs, patting against her gravid belly.

Rarity melted under his kisses. She admired herself in the mirror. "I do, don't I?"

"Everything about you..." he continued. "Your scent, your taste while you're pregnant! Just to be able to have your milk again!" His magic gave one of her nipples a light pinch.

"You're such a smooth-talking fiend!" Rarity teased. Her eyes drifted to the shelf of the medicine cabinet with the final potion to induce labor. Until then, Rarity could remain pregnant with Sweetie indefinitely. "Having Sweetie safely back inside me has been a wonderful experience now that I can appreciate it. Now that we have the time to indulge in it. I suppose I could... stay puffed for you."

"Don't I get a say in this!?" Sweetie yelled.

"Oh, just be grateful!" Rarity said. "You don't have to go to school or do homework. You're getting out of having to do chores. I've been generously letting you lounge inside my luxurious womb, feeding you this whole time. Why, now that I think of it, this has been more of a vacation for you than a punishment. You should be thanking me if anything."

"Let me out! Let me OUT!" Sweetie shouted.

"Well, I suppose a lesson in gratitude is in order!" Rarity said sternly. "And until you learn it, you can stay right where you are! Father and I will enjoy our time just fine either way."

"No! Rarity!"

Rarity ignored her pleas and kicks. "Now then, Daddy, if you'll have me, I'd like to have you." Hondo extended his hoof to escort her to the bedroom. Their walk was interrupted by a knock at the door. "You don't think Mother..?"

Hondo walked in front of her to answer the door. Outside stood one of Sweetie Belle's little friends from school.

Apple Bloom looked up at the stallion. "Oh. Hi Mr. Flanks. Is Sweetie Belle home?"

Rarity peeked from around the door. "Sweetie Belle? I'm afraid she still grounded from her little stunt with Miss Cheerilee."

"Apple Bloom!?" she heard Sweetie Belle's muffled voice. Apple Bloom pushed open the door and looked at Rarity's very pregnant belly. "Get me out of here!"

Apple Bloom dove inside and practically hugged Rarity's belly, pressing her face up against it as she spoke, "Sweetie!? Are you in there!?"

"Yes! Get me out! Get Rarity to let me out!"

Apple Bloom looked up as several waves of shock hit her in quick succession. "Wait, Rarity, you're her..." She looked over at Hondo, who nervously averted her gaze. "And he... with you!?"

Rarity snorted indignantly. "Kettle, meet Pot!"

Apple Bloom just glared at Rarity. "Let her out!"

Rarity rolled her eyes. "She's perfectly fine, Darling. Safe and sound. She's just being dramatic. You know how she can be."

"I know what it's like!" Apple Bloom said. "Land's sake, look at you Rarity! You're huge! She's obviously done her time!"

"I'll have you know that I like looking like this!" Rarity said. "And besides, Sweetie still hasn't learned her lesson! So until then, she's staying right where she is!"

"Help me Apple Bloom!" Sweetie cried out.

"I'll get help!" Apple Bloom turned to run back out but Rarity's magic grabbed her by the leg and held her upside down.

"Ah ah," Rarity chided, as she took a seat in a kitchen chair. "Ponies that live in glass houses best not throw stones."

"What!?" Apple Bloom asked as she struggled and flailed, upside down in Rarity's magical grasp.

"You mustn't go blabbing about this now," Rarity said. "You have just as much to lose if the truth gets out. You don't want Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon to find out that all those little rumors about inbred farm ponies is true about you, do you?"

Apple Blooms determination evaporated and her struggling ceased at once. "No."

"I didn't think so," Rarity said. "Now, why don't you run along home, to your parents, and leave us be? Sweetie Belle will be just fine."

"... Okay. Can I at least say goodbye?"

Rarity set Apple Bloom back down and she walked over to hug Rarity's belly. She suddenly tried to hug very hard in a vain effort to try to squeeze Sweetie out. Rarity's magic effortlessly pushed her away. "A valiant effort, Darling, but you clearly need to learn more about anatomy." Rarity escorted her to the door. "Now, can I count on you going straight home, quietly?"

"Yes."

Rarity closed the door and Apple Bloom trotted home. Rarity turned and looked at Hondo. "Now, where were we?" He followed her up to the bedroom and she climbed into the bed. Sweetie Belle sighed in defeat and resigned herself to her fate.

"Heavens, Daddy! I think I need another shower after that one!" Rarity panted. Hondo caught his breath on the mattress beside her.

"At least something to drink," he said, rolling over towards her teats. He sucked one of her nipples into his mouth and started nursing. Another knock came from the door downstairs. Hondo's head shot up. "You don't think Bloom..?" he asked. Rarity shrugged nervously. "Stay here." Hondo went downstairs and opened the door. Outside stood Applejack and Big Macintosh.

"Hondo," Applejack greeted.

"Mac. AJ." Hondo greeted. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

"Eeyup," Mac agreed.

"What can I do for you?" he asked.

"I take it you know why we're here," Applejack said. Hondo looked at Apple Bloom stepping out from behind Big Mac with that same indominable spirit she's always had.

"Yes. I suppose so," Hondo admitted.

"Where's Rarity?" Applejack asked.

"Upstairs," Hondo answered. Big Mac took a step forward. Hondo blocked the doorway with his horn aglow. For all his strength as an earth pony, Mac would be powerless against even a novice unicorn's magic.

Applejack didn't flinch. "We're friends, Hondo. There ain't no call for an altercation. We ain't here with hostile intent. But you can decide if we all end up in the newspaper tomorrow morning. And counter to Rarity's claim, I reckon between us, you're family has a mite more to lose in all this coming to light."

Hondo hesitated a moment more before his horn went dark and he stepped aside.

Apple Bloom charged passed them and ran upstairs. "Cutie Mark Crusaders Un-birth Rescuers!" she hollered. Rarity barely got her head off her pillow before Apple Bloom jumped up on the bed between Rarity's legs. "I'll get you out, Sweetie!" She pushed her hoof into Rarity's vagina, getting a hoof-full of Hondo's most recent load. "Ew!" She flicked it away but was undeterred. Rarity was still reeling from the surprise visit as Apple Bloom pushed a decent amount of her foreleg inside until she reached Rarity's cervix, making her grunt from the sudden fullness. The filly's foreleg was almost as thick as Hondo's dick.

"Sweetie Belle!" Apple Bloom yelled at Rarity's crotch.

Sweetie Belle could feel the pressure of Apple Bloom's hoof on the other side of Rarity's cervix. "I'm in here!" she said, as if she needed to.

"Try to stretch it open!" Apple Bloom said.

Sweetie Belle rolled her eyes. "Yeah, like that wasn't the first thing I tried. You stretch it open!"

Apple Bloom could do little with one hoof other than just keep bumping against Rarity's cervix. "Maybe if I..." She tried getting her other hoof in next to her first one. That got Rarity's full attention and she lurched upright. Even with her post-orgasmic magic frazzled, she brought one of her legs back and planted her hoof against Apple Blooms chest to shove her away.

"Easy now!" Applejack said, grabbing Apple Bloom herself, and pulling her away. Apple Bloom's hoof pulled out of Rarity's stretched pussy with a wet 'plop'. Apple Bloom kicked and struggled in AJ's grasp. "Enough is enough, Rares! Where's the inducing potion!?"

"I have it," Hondo said, bringing it from the bathroom medicine cabinet. His magic hovered it in front of Rarity's face.

"But Daddy..." Rarity pouted as she rubbed her belly with her hooves. "I don't want this to end!"

Hondo frowned and nodded in understanding, putting his hoof over hers on her belly.

Applejack put her hoof over Rarity's other. "I know how you feel, Sugarcube," she said. "Our little fillies don't understand yet what it's like being a mother. To worry all the time about them, about where they are, about what they're doing. And having little Bloom back inside me, safe and sound where I can protect her... Darlin', it was the first time I'd known peace since the day she was born. But it's selfish of us to want to keep that. Ain't our place to protect them all the time. It ain't no way for a foal to live. Our job is to prepare them to be adults. And that means letting them make mistakes and learn some things the hard way. To go on adventures and maybe get hurt. But they gotta have a little pain to grow. But you gotta let them go. That's our job to help them grow."

"And worry all the time," Mac said.

"Rarity?" Sweetie's muffled voice came from Rarity's belly. "I... I understand now. I understand why you... did this. It's not because you wanted to punish me, but because you love me."

Rarity sat up as much as her heavily-pregnant body would let her and she clutched her belly. "Oh Sweetie! I love you so much! You have no idea how much I do worry about you all the time. I just want to keep you safe and sound inside me where nothing can never ever hurt you. I thought I was being generous but..." Rarity looked around the room. "But they're right. It's selfish of me, and unfair to you. You can't be my little filly forever."

Rarity drank the potion, rubbing her belly one last time. "I am going to miss this feeling." Applejack smiled weakly, but it slowly grew into a grin. "What?" Rarity asked. "What's so- oh-ooH OUGH!" Rarity lurched as her first contraction hit her.

Sweetie Belle groaned as well, as every wall of her room squeezed her, pressing her head against the bottom of Rarity's uterus. The tip of Sweetie's horn nub pressed into the tight pucker of Rarity's cervical opening. With each squeezing contraction, it became more pliable and started to stretch open to accommodate her head.

"Is she coming?" Apple Bloom asked.

"No, but she's breathing fast," Mac chuckled. Apple Bloom, Applejack, Hondo Flanks and Rarity glared at him. "Oh, you mean is the foal coming, not Rarity." Applejack slapped him. "Well, I dunno. I ain't a doctor!"

"Lemme look!" Apple Bloom scrambled between Rarity's legs. Rarity's horn started glowing and the structure of the house started to shudder. Applejack quickly pulled Apple Bloom away before Rarity could actually connect a kick. Hondo remembered to place the magic inhibition ring on Rarity's horn, keeping their patch of reality intact.

"Easy now Bloom. Ain't but a few forces in nature more scary and dangerous than a foaling unicorn!"

"I'll take a look," Hondo said. A gentle tendril of magic slid inside Rarity's vagina and spread her open just enough to see that her birth canal was full of foal. "Oh yeah, she's on her way." Rarity gripped the sheets, huffing and puffing between pushes. Hondo held her hoof as he stood next to the bed. "You're doing great. You're almost there."

Applejack stood on the other side of her. "C'mon now Rares. I know you remember what it was like first time 'round."

Apple Bloom piped up from the end of the bed, "Yeah! You knew what you were getting into when you did this!"

If looks could kill...

With a couple more pushes, Rarity's vulva bulged and stretched open as Sweetie's head started to crown.

Apple Bloom crossed her legs and felt sick. "Okay... No. I can see why you'd want to put this off."

Emerging from the crushing pressure of Rarity's birth canal, Sweetie Belle blinked into the blinding bright light of the bedroom and gasped her first breath of fresh air in days. Apple Bloom's face appeared above her upside down. "Hey! Welcome back to the world!"

"It ain't over yet," Applejack said. Sweetie Belle was still up to her neck inside Rarity's vagina. The room echoed with yelling, screaming and howling before the end.

But it did end.

Hondo cradled little Sweetie Belle in his hooves just as he did the first time she was born, helping her to Rarity's teat. Without question or even a word, Sweetie latched and suckled the first teat until it was empty before moving to the other to do the same. As part of the potion's effects, the milk would help her return to normal size quickly. And in addition, the umbilical cord detached from her belly button. This was expected, but what neither of them expected was the profound sense of loss they both felt in that moment. That connection they once had, now gone. Rarity clutched Sweetie closer to her and Sweetie hugged her too.

"Wow! You're really small!" Apple Bloom said to Sweetie.

"You'll be back to normal size in about a day," Applejack said, looking at the potion bottle. "Just keep..." she pointed at Rarity's teats. "And those'll go away too."

"Eeyup," Mac said with a frown. Hondo looked at Rarity's teats anxiously.

"Ain't none of it for you anymore," Applejack said. "Sweetie needs it."

"Worry and sacrifice..." Hondo said. The seasoned father swallowed hard and nodded his head solemnly. "Yeah. That feels about right."

Rarity rubbed her considerably smaller belly. "I am going to miss this feeling," she said.

Applejack shrugged. "Ain't nothing stopping you from having another foal." Hondo blushed. "And I know I ain't one to talk, but perhaps with a non-relative, next time."

"I'll do it if you do it," Rarity said. Applejack couldn't tell if Rarity was being serious. Rarity glanced at Big Macintosh. "I mean, if you're offering..."

Rarity's nipples were back to being little more than a nub amid her alabaster fur as Sweetie tried to get the last drops from them. She stood up next to Apple Bloom to compare themselves. Just as before, her horn made her just a bit taller.

"No fair!" Apple Bloom complained, trying to drink from Rarity's nipple, finding it completely empty. She ran back to Applejack's nipples, but they were empty long ago.

"For pony's sake Bloom, you're exactly the same height you were before all this," Applejack said, shooing her away. "We measured twice! Now go on and play somewhere else! This ain't for young'n eyes to see!"

"Indeed! It's uncouth!" Rarity said.

"Ain't nothing I ain't seen before!" Apple Bloom said.

"Or heard, and felt!" Sweetie Belle added.

"Ain't no bother to me," Mac said, moving to stand up between Rarity's spread legs.

"Yeah, I don't really care either," Hondo added, holding Applejack's legs apart with his hooves.

Rarity rolled her eyes. "Fine! So be it! Don't keep a lady waiting then!"

"Yeah," Applejack added nervously. "Get on with it before I lose my nerve!"

Big Macintosh's hooves wrapped around Rarity's legs and he pulled her hips closer to the edge of the bed.

Hondo Flanks did the same using his magic to pull Applejack's hips against his. "We're gonna get you so pregnant!"

"It's gonna be so hot!" Big Macintosh added.

"We're going to..." Hondo took another attempt at dirty talk, "We're gonna put it in there and... and cum. Inside you."

"Eeyup."

"Just as soon as we... uh..."

Rarity and Applejack looked down between their legs. Hondo Flanks and Big Macintosh rubbed their sheaths against their partners' marehoods, waiting for the magic to happen. It wasn't that they were nervous. It was far from the first time all four of them had sex in the same room. As much as they didn't want to, they looked over at each other.

"What if we..?" he made a swapping motion.

"Yeah! Just for a second."

They switch places. Big Mc licked Applejack's pussy and Hondo Flanks licked Rarity's. It wasn't long before their erections were at full mast and slapping their bellies.

"Okay..."

"Go!"

They switched back and each quickly mounted the other mare, hilting inside them and humping quickly to get the job done before...

Big Mac turned a darker shade of red.

Rarity tried not to let it show in her face, but she couldn't help it. "Heavens Darling! I'm trying not to take this personally but..."

"It's like your trying to shove wet spaghetti!" Applejack said to Hondo. The flaccid stallions both apologized profusely.

"It's just that..." Hondo tried to explain.

"It just don't feel right," Mac said.

Hondo stepped away from Applejack and looked over at Rarity. "I just don't want anypony else!"

"Eeyup!" Big Mac agreed as he returned to Applejack, as did his erection.

Rarity smirked. "You boys are both hopeless." She gasped as her father penetrated her once again. "Completely hopeless," she said between panting. The perfect fit of her father's cock sliding inside her was making her sopping wet. The room was quickly filled with the squelching plaps of hardcore, ball-slapping, incestuous intercourse. "I love you Daddy! Give me your foals!"

Applejack wrapped her hooves around her brother as he thrusted inside of her. "I love you Mac! Cum inside me! Knock me up all you want! I ain't ever gonna quit you!"

Applejack pulled her brother's face to hers and she kissed him.
Rarity did the same with her father.

"Ew!" Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle both cringed and scurried away. "They're kissing!"

Author's Note

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