Stay Puft

"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.