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Rainbow Dash Fucks Derpy's Navel With Her Futa Cock

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Created: 2025-06-25 20:15:14
Updated: 2025-06-25 20:18:50
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  1. Rainbow Dash Fucks Derpy's Navel With Her Futa Cock
  2.  
  3. Requested by: Scum
  4.  
  5. > For the past four years. Rainbow Dash has had Derpy convinced that the first friday of every month
  6. was a reason to celebrate.
  7. > To Dash, the word “Celebration” meant only two things.
  8. > Treating her wife to an all-you-can-eat buffet and aggressive, and post supper navel punching.
  9. > Dash had decided that she was going to return home late from work today.
  10. > Leaving her overweight wife of five years, and mother to their only child to anxiously stir.
  11.  
  12. > Instead of returning home.
  13. > Dash and her fellow Wonderbolts hit up a bar called “Wet Your Whistles” after Wonderbolts training.
  14. > It had been a rather exhausting couple of weeks at the academy.
  15. > Spitfire was on all their ass about perfecting the new routine for the upcoming summer sun celebration.
  16. > A flight show concocted entirely by Spitfire and consisting of barrel rolls, near misses and dangerous aerial stunts performed with only mere seconds of reprieve.
  17.  
  18. > The flight show directory, and Spitfires unyielding adherence to it’s every minutte detail had left everypony on the Wonderbolts team who was obligated to preforming the flight show feel F-U-C-K FUCKED.
  19. > Especially since the summer sun celebration festivities kick off in less than half a month most of the team (Dash included) Don’t even have the basics of the routine down.
  20. > And Spitfire’s been on their ass for weeks patronizing every loose feather or scuff bit of uniform.
  21. > It’s like the opportunity to direct the routine had driven her completely nuts!
  22.  
  23. > Dash and the team (of which there were six) decided to hit up the old “Wet Your Whistles” weekly to collectively blow off steam before returning home.
  24. > Most, if not all of the Wonderbolts on this year's Summer Sun Celebration flight show team were over five years into their Wondbolts career.
  25. > They all had families and went out to bars after particularly bad days.
  26. > They were a skeleton crew with experience in not carrying their negative energies home.
  27.  
  28. > Dash sat for three hours nursing a couple beers as she shot the shit with her equally stressed squadmates
  29. > She while watching the time tick by.
  30. > She was giving herself sadistic little kicks of pleasure at the thought of Derpy stewing at home and getting progressively hungrier with each passing minute.
  31. > Dash had a troublesome sexual relationship when it came to making Derpy wait for her food.
  32. > She knew that the longer she waited, the more Derpy would eat once they arrived at the buffet. Which would only make the post dinner coitus feel so much better.
  33.  
  34. > It was around five thirty when the team decided to call it quits and retire for the night with their families.
  35. > Upon leaving the bar, and feeling cathartic-ly cleansed through all the cussing and complaining she had done with her comrades. Rainbow returned to her small cottage in Ponyville.
  36. > A lonely little home in a small town far from the gaze of anypony in Cloudsdale who holds any authority over her career or any respect for her which would certainly diminish if they so happened upon how Dash carried out her “unique” relationship with her childhood friend turned housebound wife.
  37.  
  38. > Dash lamented on Derpy’s flaccid anger before entering the house.
  39. > Because once she entered the house and greeted her cross eyed, chubby cheeked wife with a hug and a kiss.
  40. > It would be time for her to transition from “Wonderbolt” mode to “household matriarch mode”
  41. > Which was a job Dash stridded into with unyielding confidence. But had quickly found to be the harder of the two positions she was obligated to fill.
  42.  
  43. > Dash and Derpy lived in the shadow of one of the hills outside of Ponyville proper.
  44. > A small cottage which had been abandoned way-back-when until it was purchased and restored using Dash’s Wonderbolt money about seven years prior.
  45. > The house had running water, electricity, four bedrooms, two baths, two living rooms, a dining room, a kitchen, an unfurnished basement and was made entirely out of pale birch lumber.
  46.  
  47. > Dash entered the house.
  48. > After removing her work attire and unpacking her things she went to the living room where Derpy and “the kid” sat at the table colouring.
  49. > The two had looked quiet comfy sitting across from each other with their heads cocked down, colouring in their little books.
  50.  
  51. > Whenever Dash came home from work, Derpy was always doing something creative or physically engaging with “the kid.”
  52. > And it wasn’t like Derpy did these things out of obligation or boredom.
  53. > Rather, Derpy appeared to legitimately enjoy doing “motherly things” with “the kid”
  54.  
  55. “Hey, girls!” Dash called as she entered the room
  56.  
  57. > The two ponies jolted their heads up at Dash
  58.  
  59. > “Dashie!” “The Kid” cheered, dropping her crayon like it was a rotten potato before proceeding to hop from her seat and run towards Dash
  60.  
  61. > “The Kid” gave Dash a big hug
  62. > Rainbow replied with a gently hoof around the fillies shoulder and a tap on the back of the head
  63.  
  64. > “What were you two up to?” Dash asked, eyes glassing the untidy living room floor
  65.  
  66. > “Me and mom were just colouring!” “the kid” said, point to Derpy
  67.  
  68. > Derpy held up her colouring sheet over her face.
  69. > Her picture portrayed the black and white outline of Canterlot castle
  70. > It was obvious that Derpy was having a bit of trouble keeping her crayon between the lines. But for a mare with cockeyed vision, she did alright.
  71.  
  72. “Who’s ready for some all you can eat pizza and hamburgers!” Dash called
  73.  
  74. > “The Kid” who had a light purple coat and a thick tuft of rainbow hair surrounded by an otherwise blonde mop of a mane was simply called “The Kid” or “Hey You” because neither Derpy nor Dash could ever decide on a name.
  75. > Derpy wanted to name her “Dinky” after her own mother.
  76. > But Dash was NOT going to allow herself to raise a filly with what she considered to be “such a ridiculous name.”
  77.  
  78. > It was one of the only real arguments the two had ever had
  79. > Mostly due to how unusually stubborn Derpy regarding the issue.
  80. > For three months after “The Kid” was born Derpy suggested “Sammy”, “Whinny”, “Slinky”, “Winky” and all sorts of names ending in “y”
  81. > Upon entering the fourth month of raising the nameless child. Dash finally snapped and decided that she was going to decide on a name and Derpy could pick the middle name.
  82.  
  83. > Derpy conceded but in typical Dash fashion, she eventually forgot to name the filly and had gotten so used to calling her “The Kid” that “The Kid” is eventually what stuck.
  84. > Derpy had decided on the name “Dizzy” as “The Kids” middle name, and since Dash was the father of the filly she received the last name.
  85. > Making the filly's full name “The Kid Dizzy Dash” or informally, “Hey You Dizzy Dash.”
  86.  
  87. > The naming of the “The Kid” was the first instance in which Dash had realized she was probably well over the fence with this whole parenting/domestic living thing.
  88.  
  89.  
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  91.  
  92.  
  93. > There are five restaurants in Ponyville which claim to be all you can eat.
  94. > Rainbow and Derpy found out the hard way that only two were actually genuine in their advertising
  95. > An incident involving a ladle stolen from the restaurants kitchen and used to shovel food down Derpy’s mouth had them removed from Pasta House Buffet.
  96. > “Greasy Ball Bobs Buffet” banned them for attempting to sneak an entire aluminum food tray of bacon grease as they were leaving.
  97. > And “Fleur Feast.” Considered the fanciest buffet in Ponyville had them literally police escorted off restaurant property after they decided to blend seven chocolate cakes in the dining table. Using a kitchen blender they had brought from home.
  98.  
  99. > These schemes (or attempts at robbery/mischief/whatever you want to call them.) Were all conspired by, and executed by Dash. Whose sole purpose in frequenting these overpriced establishments was to increase her wife’s weight to fulfill her extremely niche “navel penetration” fetish
  100.  
  101. > Dash, rather characteristically, feels justified in her actions towards these restaurants. Because she believes that these so-called “buffets” operate under an anti-consumer business model.
  102. > A model where slik advertising allows them to fill seats nightly with ponies willing to part with an number of bits to satisfy exorbitant cover charges to gain access to “endless” servings.
  103. > Only to find that the food offered is of frozen food quality, tactically oversalted to encourage water consumption, thus unconsciously filling ponies with water instead of food, and greasy.
  104. > None of the foods offered at any Ponyville buffet even offers food she could consume with a clear conscious.
  105. > Un;ess of course she wanted to throw her personalized and carefully balanced Wonderbolt approved diet in a loop for a week and a half.
  106.  
  107. > Dash only went to these buffets, and food festivals, and bought cereals containing marshmallows and bulk orders of halloween candy was because Dash had, since a very young age developed an attraction to “big” mares.
  108.  
  109. > Prior to getting herself shackled with Derpy. Rainbow had on-and-off relationships with both Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy.
  110. > Two of the largest mares in Ponyville.
  111. > The origin of both her naval invasion fetish and her fascination with mares who carry oval shaped tummies and hyper-developed teats started ironically enough with Derpy Hooves. Who Dash had known since jr. flight school and was, up until pushing her into physical destruction. Was one of the only ponies Dash had ever envied.
  112.  
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  114.  
  115. > Derpy, Dash and “The Kid” were seated in the far corner of the dining room.
  116. > Derpy between both Dash and “The Kid”
  117. > Her ever pregnant looking stomach resting and almost seeming to roll into itself along the edge of the waxed wooden table.
  118.  
  119. > Derpy was, by Equestrian health and wellness standards “Dangerously overweight”
  120. > Not so much that she couldn’t walk or care for herself.
  121. > But flying had become physically impossible years ago and her internals had been rendered what her doctor calls “Rather unprecedented”
  122.  
  123. > Derpy and Dash held hooves at the table while “The Kid” continued to colour in the colouring book Dash had allowed her to bring.
  124. > Having “The Kid” around made going to the buffets (something which Dash considers intimate) was kinda, sorta awkward.
  125. > The entire point of going to the buffet was to fatten Derpy.
  126. > To make her soft and malleable for when the two returned home for Derpy’s bi-weekly naval invasion.
  127.  
  128. > Dash and Derpy had been sexually active long before “The Kid” was ever born.
  129. > And long before that Dash had slowly been fattening Derpy.
  130. > Moulding her into the mare she is today.
  131. > Derpy had at one time been the winner of three consecutive Jr. Wonderbolts championships and was destined for Wondebolts training.
  132.  
  133. > She was considered the best flyer to come out of Ponyville county in years.
  134. > And had it not been for her eyesight, and Dashie’s not so subtle interference in Derpy’s diet. It would have been obvious who was better equipped physically to move onto advanced Wonderbolts training.
  135.  
  136. > Dash had initially begun sabotaging Derpy out of malice.
  137. > And long after finals, where Dash was chosen to move on advanced training instead of Derpy. Dash had all but forgotten about Derpy.
  138. > That was until Dash had spotted Derpy in town a couple years later. Back in shape but still maintaining some of the weight from the years Dash had spent feeding Derpy daily chocolate milkshakes and hayburger dinners.
  139.  
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  141.  
  142. > Derpy and Dash went up to the buffet stand
  143. > Derpy observed the selection discriminately
  144.  
  145. > “So…Redheart said to like…Lay off the salt.” Derpy said to Dash in a tone directed to nopony at all
  146.  
  147. “Did she say that or just suggest it?” Rainbow asked
  148.  
  149. > “She said that I should lose a little weight…”
  150.  
  151. “Ah what does she know? Does SHE look like a pony who knows how to have fun?”
  152.  
  153. > “No… it she is smart….And I do feel kinda fat. I stepped on the scale today and saw I was a hundred and seventy five pounds overweight!”
  154.  
  155. “Really?” Dash said feeling Derpy’s stomach
  156.  
  157. “Those are rookie numbers! I had you two hundred and twenty over last month!”
  158.  
  159. > “Yeah…I’ve been trying to cut down on the snacking “I actually noticed last week how unhealthy all the food in the house is….Well MY food. You and “The Kid” Eat much differently than me.”
  160.  
  161. “That's because we have different needs. I need to maintain my athletic physique, “The Kid” needs her nutrition and you…”
  162.  
  163. > Dash thought for a moment
  164.  
  165. “And you need to get back on track!”
  166.  
  167. > Rainbow shoved a stack of pancakes on her plate, dousing the doughy saucers with an entire dispenser of syrup and a more than generous serving of powdered sugar.
  168.  
  169. “Now get back to the table and eat!” Dash ordered
  170.  
  171. > Derpy scampered back into the dining area
  172.  
  173.  
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  175.  
  176. > Derpy was twenty when she became physically intimate for the first time.
  177. > Dash needed a rebound after falling out of a two year relationship with Pinkie and Derpy was “around” for lack of a better word.
  178.  
  179. > Dash was actually the last pony she had ever kissed back in her Jr. Wonderbolts academy days.
  180. > Meaning that up until Dash had re-entered her life. Derpy was single and she had lost her virginity in a “fling”
  181.  
  182. > It was neither of their finest moments but was essential in growing what is now their happy and healthy relationship.
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  184.  
  185. > The trio had spent two and a half hours at the buffet.
  186. > Derpy had consumed a number of plates
  187.  
  188. > The three headed home and spent the dying hours of by the fire
  189.  
  190. > Derpy and “The Kid” sat on the floor talking while Dash went through the mail
  191.  
  192. > Dash received a lot of Wonderbolts related mail regarding changes to attire, behavior expectations and presentation.
  193.  
  194. > The Wonderbolts are a branch of the military service (though mostly a special now than a proper force) meaning they had to adhere to certain standards and traditions.
  195.  
  196. > When Dash had first joined the Wonderbolts her mailbox was hammered with “essential material” which she was to read and memorize.
  197.  
  198. > Filling out paperwork and coordinating with pencil pushers was the part of being a Wonderbolt Dash disliked the most.
  199. > And the sheer volume of bureaucratic nonsense eats up much of her home time.
  200. > Time which she was encouraged by her mental health advisor to use to destress and unwind
  201.  
  202. > Derpy burped frequently and her tummy gurgled
  203. > She pounded her chest with her hoof
  204.  
  205. > “I drank way too many sodas today.” Derpy sighed
  206.  
  207. “You drank seven.” Rainbow quipped, eyes not leaving the mail
  208.  
  209. “Which is four less than usual, I might add.”
  210.  
  211. > “I love soda.” Derpy burped
  212.  
  213. > Dash looked up at the time
  214.  
  215. “Welp, it looks like it's time to hit the hay.”
  216.  
  217. > Derpy looked down are her bellybutton and began to stretch it with her hooves
  218.  
  219. > The kid ran up to Dash and hugged her
  220.  
  221. “Good night kid.” Dash saud, ruffling the little mares mane
  222.  
  223. > Derpy pulled herself off the floor and tucked “the kid” into bed
  224.  
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  226.  
  227. > Dash had always liked Derpy for the same reason she currently does.
  228. > Her attachment was initially exclusively sexual but she had grown fond of Derpy’s willingness to allow her to do things to her which other ponies had otherwise refused or had outright rejected her for suggesting.
  229.  
  230. > This of course was navel intercourse.
  231. > A practice, as far as Rainbow was concerned. A fetish all her own.
  232. > Navel intercourse is an act involving two ponies.
  233. > The “top” pony inserts their phallus l, or a phallic shaped object into the opposite ponies bellybutton/navel.
  234.  
  235. > It is necessary that the mare receiving the phallus be round in the tummy, hence why Dash ensures that Derpy maintain her current weight.
  236.  
  237. > Even after all these years of stuffing Derpy’s abdominal orface, Dash is still unsure how much Derpy activity enjoyed the experience experience.
  238.  
  239. > The mares bellybutton had definitely widen over the years, and had taken on this cavernous, deflated kind of look.
  240. > Redheart, Derpy physician was perplexed by the state of Derpy’s navel. But had on multiple occasions “tightened” the mares navel using fat injections.
  241.  
  242. > The fat injections made Derpy’s navel taught, and clung to Dashies futa cock like a tightly clenched hoof.
  243. > Derpy’s navel was currently about a month away from needing another fat injection.
  244.  
  245.  
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  247.  
  248. > Derpy entered the bedroom where Dash was getting changed into her birthday suit
  249. > Dashes cock was flaccid and already dripping pre-cum
  250. > Derpy walked into the room, removed her clothes and laid on her back over the blankets
  251.  
  252. > Derpy placed her hooves along her tummy and jiggled her belly fat
  253. > The mare felt slightly embarrassed about how big she had gotten over the years.
  254.  
  255. > Dash, now completely naked approached Derpy
  256. > She stood over her, her head vertically parallel to Derpy’s navel
  257.  
  258. > “Did you have a good dinner?” Dash asked
  259.  
  260. > Derpy’s tummy grumbled as she nodded in agreement
  261.  
  262. > Dash leaned down and began rubbing her cheek along Derpys belly.
  263. > The mare practically purring as her soft cheeks kissed Derpy’s easily mailable belly fat
  264.  
  265. > “You're SO warm!” Dash gushed
  266.  
  267. > Derpy placed her hooves along the back of Dashie's head and sighed happily
  268.  
  269. > Derpy’s tummy grumbled a deep growl
  270.  
  271. > Dash licked her hoof in a cat like fashion and placed her right hoof between Derpy’s legs.
  272. > She began to slowly shove her hoof between the curtains of Derpy’s slit.
  273. > Derpy inhaled sharply and started to perspire as Dash inches her hoof inside the mares tightly sealed pussy.
  274.  
  275. > In response to having her flanks split open, Derpy started to breath heavily.
  276. > The rising and falling of her belly, where Dash still had her cheek planted was erotic to Dash and slowly, her penis started to stiffen.
  277.  
  278. > With her ear against her wife's belly, she could hear every subtle movement of her insides shuffling.
  279.  
  280. > “Soon I will be in there.” Dash thought
  281.  
  282. > Derpy had her front hooves hanging parallel near her shoulders.
  283. > Dash had now pushed half of her hoif inside of Derpy and was twisting her hoof abruptly. Oscillating between clockwise and counterclockwise abruptly.
  284.  
  285. > As Derpy’s vagina began to lubricate. Dash slid her cheek downwardly towards Derpy’s pelvis.
  286. > Derpys now sweat slicked stomach emitting a high pitched whine.
  287.  
  288. > Where Derpy's belly terminated. Her teats began.
  289. > Derpys teats had always been of above average size. But as she gained weight, and especially after pregnancy. Her teats had grown.
  290.  
  291. > Dash, being a polyfetishest. Had lesser, more casual fetish.
  292. > That fetish being of lactation.
  293. > And the mare acted upon this lesser fetish by encouraging Derpy to continue to milk herself even after “The Kid” was well above age where it would be appropriate.
  294.  
  295. > It's been five years since Derpy had breast fed for any practical reason. But her teats still swell with milk daily.
  296.  
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  298.  
  299.  
  300. > Derpy had gotten pregnant during the highwater mark of Rainbow and Derpy’s casual sexual encounters.
  301. > Dash, still crashing out from what was a healthy relationship with Pinkie had taken up a friends with benefits type relationship with Derpy.
  302.  
  303. > Derpy had never had any luck either romantically or sexually, so the frequent casual sexual experiences she shared with Dash were a welcome change to her twenty years of sexual inactivity.
  304.  
  305. > Dash had always been careful as to not get any pony she was sleeping with pregnant.
  306. > At the time Derpy fell pregnant. The two had long abandoned vanilla P&V sex in exchange for navel and mouth stuff.
  307. > Derpy had reached a practical size for such acts and was willing to give it a try.
  308. > In her sexually inexperienced mind navel sex, while it had never occurred to her. Never seemed that strange.
  309.  
  310. > It would just so happen that the one time, in a long three month stretch of not having P&V sex that the one time they would Derpy would end up pregnant.
  311. > Things had become a little too casual between them and Dash had decided in absence of rubbers and not wanting to go to the store to buy sny. That they probably didn't need condoms. So long as Dash pulled out.
  312.  
  313. > Derpy was found to be pregnant two months after the fact. And it was obvious that due to the pregnancy that navel stuffing would have to be put on hold until her term was up.
  314.  
  315. > Dash’s initial reaction was denial.
  316. > But when it was determined through DNA testing that the child was indeed hers. Dash fled to Cloudsdale for the better part of a month.
  317.  
  318. > In was unclear to Derpy whether or not she would ever see Dash again and had determined after the first two weeks of Dash’s absence that raising the fully was going to be a responsibility she would have to endure alone.
  319.  
  320. > So when Dash had finally returned Derpy was both shocked and grateful for the unusual strike of luck.
  321. > Dash had disseminated to Derpy that she neither wanted the kid or even loved Derpy.
  322. > And that she had been counseled by a pony within the Wonderbolt upper management to return to Ponyville and “do what was loyal.”
  323.  
  324. > The remaining months leading up to the birth and the year following brought out the worst in Dash, who had felt existentially scrambled by the entire ordeal.
  325.  
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  327.  
  328.  
  329. > Derpy, now achieving peak sexual arousal was breathing heavily now.
  330. > Her face was red and the sweat pebbling down her face matted her greasy yellow mane to her forehead.
  331.  
  332. > Dash stood over Derpy
  333. > The top of her impressive nine-and-a-half incher prodded the outer edge of Derpy’s navel to the best of the chubby mares heavy breaths.
  334.  
  335. > Dash, haloed by the overhead yellow fluorescent bulb smirked
  336.  
  337. > “Ready?” She asked egarly
  338.  
  339. > Derpy nodded her head fitfully
  340.  
  341. > “Yes! P…Put it in!” She squealed
  342.  
  343. > “Put it where?” Dash teased
  344.  
  345. > “Stick it in my belly pocket!” Dept whinced, chewing at her bottom lip
  346.  
  347. > Dash placed her chin along her collar and stared at Derpys teats as the bubbles with milk.
  348. > Her cock twitching, leaving puddles of pre-cum in the bottom rim of Derpys belly button
  349.  
  350. > “Tell me what you are.” Dash demanded
  351.  
  352. > “I’m your belly bitch.” Derpy huffed “I’m your fat…belly breeding hole.” Derpy replied
  353.  
  354. > Dash nodded
  355.  
  356. > The mares worst side always came out during sex.
  357. > All the repressed anger she felt towards Derpy and herself came out in hot flashes during sex.
  358.  
  359. > Derpy has memorized all the lines perfectly. She knew what she was and played into Dash’s dominance like the good sub she was.
  360.  
  361. > Derpy brushed Dash’s strong front legs with her hooves.
  362.  
  363. > “F…F…Fuck me up, Dashie.” She begged
  364.  
  365. > Dash grabbed her shaft and directed it into Derpy’s navel.
  366. > Unlike her vagina. Derpy's navel had adapted to penetration and was the perfect size for Rainbows nine and a half inch cock.
  367.  
  368. > Dash stuffed her penis inside at a calculated pace.
  369. > Savouring the warm hug of the mare's reappropriated orifice.
  370.  
  371. > Derpy whinged. Kicking her front hooves upwards in powerless little fits of both discomfort and pleasure.
  372.  
  373. > The sensation never felt particularly good for the mare.
  374. > It wasn't like the area had a ton of erogenous nerves.
  375. > At least not enough to feel anything beyond a slight ticklish sensation.
  376. > Which was less of a sexual response and more of a “flight response” and a “This should not be here response”
  377.  
  378. > As Dash moaned, enjoying the intense warmth of her wife's plush gut Derpy closed her eyes and began meditatively inhaling and exhaling.
  379. > The nine incher pushed itself straight into her guts, making the term “rearrange your guts” all too literal.
  380.  
  381. > Once fully inside, Dash cocked her head up and moaned as Derpy's belly massaged her mare friend's cock.
  382.  
  383.  
  384. > Derpy’s stomach made all sorts of sounds
  385. > Sustained high pitched whines, deep gurgling and abrupt stomach dropping booms.
  386. > Each sound was the response to internal movement.
  387. > And each movement struck Dash with cock massaging pleasure.
  388.  
  389.  
  390. __________________________________
  391.  
  392. > After the birth and when it was safe to do so, Derpy and Dash recommenced their navel fucking escapades.
  393. > And while it had been a while it was clear to Dash that Derpy’s bellybutton had suffered what appeared to be sustained dilation.
  394. > The navel isn't a muscle like the vagina, which can contract and tighten at will.
  395. > The navel is a small dimple in the center of the barrel that wears its consequences eternally.
  396.  
  397. > It was one month after the birth and years of prolonged and consistent belly fucking when Derpy’s bellybutton had been rendered “unfuckable”
  398. > Neither Deroy or Dash could feel much of anything. And insertion was as quick and easy as sticking a pencil in a sharpener.
  399.  
  400. > Fat Injections were the solution and were to be administered annually.
  401. > The first month post fat injection was always difficult for Derpy but Dash, who had around that time started to not just care for Derpy but had grown to respect her for her patience and willingness to entertain her strange perversions elected to go easy on the mare during the post injection weeks.
  402.  
  403. > Sex was slow and re-puncturing the navel took time.
  404. > Sliding her cock an inch at a time on a nightly basis until both were comfortable.
  405. > It was during this time Dash had come to respect Derpy’s sacrifices and noticed just how good of a mother she was to who she called at the time, and would unofficially title “The Kid”
  406.  
  407. ____________________________________
  408.  
  409. > Rainbows testicles rested between Derpy’s teats
  410. > She was now completely inside and sweating profusely.
  411. >Derpy’s tummy grumbled and churned as the two experienced two unique sensations
  412.  
  413. > Dash placed her hooves Along Derpy’s barrel, lightly rapping her hooves emitted this hollow “thud” from the mares belly.
  414.  
  415. > Derpy muttered to herself with a half smile half pained expression
  416.  
  417. > “Yes…Yes…Yes…”
  418.  
  419. > Dash’s cock throbbed and Derpy could feel it pulsating inside her.
  420.  
  421. > The two were connected at the lifeline in both a literal and abstract sort of way.
  422. > The two had found long ago that they both needed each other.
  423.  
  424. > Dash sighed as she came, filling Detoys belly cave with hot cum.
  425.  
  426.  
  427. > As Dash pulled out she could feel every pebble sized protrusion along the sock like tunnel Dash had mined into Derpy’, navel.
  428.  
  429. > When Dash removed her penis thick, chalk colored cumm gushed from Derpys belly button and drained between her tits.
  430.  
  431. > Dash sighed
  432.  
  433. “You do not know how awesome that feels.” She said wiping her sweaty brow.
  434.  
  435. > Derpy chuckled
  436.  
  437. > “I would like too.”
  438.  
  439. “Well….Too bad you can’t.” Dash gloated
  440.  
  441. > Derpy reached to the left and opened the top drawer of the nightstand, removing a small, unlabeled pill bottle.
  442. > She held it against her cheek and smiled
  443.  
  444. > “What's that, Hun?” Dash huffed, still trying to regain composure.
  445.  
  446. > “Twilight made it for me! It’s a futa potion!”
  447.  
  448. > Dash’s face sunk
  449.  
  450. > “A…A what?”
  451.  
  452. > “Yeah” Derpy exclaimed “She says it can make a ten incher minimum.”
  453.  
  454. “Ten inches? But that's bigger than…”
  455.  
  456. > “At minimum!” Derpy sang
  457.  
  458. > Derpy placed the tip of her hoof inside Dash’s belly button and circled it clockwise
  459.  
  460. > “Hey Dash?”
  461.  
  462. “Yeah?”
  463.  
  464. > “You're lookin’ a little fat.”

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