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Her Royal Roundness
By GFM_LewdendorffCreated: 2022-10-10 10:12:57
Updated: 2022-10-18 06:42:23
Expiry: Never
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Her Royal Roundness
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by GFM Lewdendorff
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>Be Anon
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>Be standing in the grand foyer of Canterlot Castle
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>Be Prince of Equestria
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>You’re dressed in a white uniform, with an indigo sash, and a star attached to it.
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>Two medals adorn your chest, and one cross hangs from a ribbon around your neck.
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>A gold diadem rests on your head.
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>Though you’re not averse to dressing up, there’s a reason for your appearance tonight.
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>The Grand Galloping Gala.
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>The biggest night in Canterlot.
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>If last year was any indication, it’s bound to be eventful.
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>You still have no idea how bubble gum wound up on the chandelier.
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>Of course, what you really need to focus on is the politicking.
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>Or rather, skirting around it.
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>Fortunately, you’re not alone.
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>Beside you, standing with poise, is Twilight Sparkle.
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>Princess of Friendship, Ruler of Equestria.
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>And your wife.
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>A gold crown with a jewel in the shape of her cutie mark sits atop her head.
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>Her tricolor mane is held up in a bun.
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>From her withers flows an elegant, royal blue dress which flows like a waterfall down her flank.
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>In the middle, however, the dress is stretched out tightly. Practically bursting at the seams, it barely contains the Princess’ royally pregnant stomach.
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>Designed almost a year in advance, Rarity hadn’t counted on you filling Twilight’s belly with foals.
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>She had to make some last minute additions. Mostly in the form of additional fabric.
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>Hopefully it lasts the night.
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>Nevertheless, your wife looks unbothered by the situation. Her warm smile greets every guest that comes to greet the two of you.
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>Politicians, magnates, celebrities, nobility, and anypony else with a ticket comes in their own time.
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>After you kiss an heiress’ hoof in greeting and she takes her leave, your wife glances aside at you and beams.
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>”You seem much more relaxed than last year, Prince,” she whispers.
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“Second time’s the charm.”
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>”You didn’t do too bad last year. Everything went smoothly until… the incident. And it’s not like it was your fault.”
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“Well, I’m still avoiding the chocolate fountain.”
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>Twilight laughs.
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>”Suit yourself.”
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>You shudder at the traumatizing memory.
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>You need a distraction.
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”So… are the foals behaving?”
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>Twilight glances at her bulging middle.
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>”So far so good. The Chamberlain brought me that fancy pillow over there if I need to sit down.”
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“Is my lap not good enough?”
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>Twilight smirks.
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>”If you’re comfortable with over a hundred pounds of pregnant mare sitting on you, I won’t say ‘no.’”
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>You rub under Twilight’s chin and lean down to give her a chaste kiss.
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“You’ll be in my lap before the night’s over, Princess. Though you won’t get any rest when you do.”
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>Twilight grins and tries to stifle a giggle.
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>”Honestly. Such words are unbecoming of a prince… but I promise not to tell anyone.”
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>The two of you turn your heads.
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>That transatlantic accent is unmistakable.
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>”Rarity!”
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>Your wife starts descending the stairs, when the white unicorn stops her.
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>”Ah, ah, ah. We’ll come to you, darling,” she says.
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>”You shouldn’t be dealing with stairs in your condition.
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>Accompanied by her husband, your cousin, Rarity walks, up the stairs.
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>Or waddles, rather.
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>Twilight raises a brow.
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>”In my condition? Rarity, you’re pregnant, too.”
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>Indeed. Even in a burgundy dress that resembles a rose the way its folds descend down her flanks, Rarity’s enormous baby bump is hard not to notice.
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>She makes it up, however, much to your cousin’s relief.
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>He’s dressed in a perfectly tailored white tie ensemble. With court shoes, white cloves, and a jacket that descends just past the waistcoat.
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>You give him a subtle nod of approval for his sartorial adeptness. Given that most here were ponies, few would appreciate the attention to detail.
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>But you know.
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>”You look gorgeous, Rarity,” your wife says, hugging her friend.
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>”As do you, Twilight. Oh, I just wish I could have done more for your dress. I tried anticipating how big you would get but-”
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>”Oh, it’s perfect, Rarity. I love it. Besides, I think the tight fit works. I’ve been doing some research on pre-Equestrian nobility since that’s always helpful, and it turns out, pregnancy was seen as a sign of fertility and divine blessing, which in turn gave the implication that the land itself would be blessed with fertility, not just of harvest, but also birth-rates, and-”
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>Rarity grins sheepishly.
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>You smile.
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>You love it when your wife goes nerd-mode. It’s so cute.
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>Suddenly, you notice some more guests appearing.
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>Twilight’s friends, in fact.
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>All four of the other elements, and Starlight, as well.
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>All of them accompanied by their much taller husbands.
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>All of them wearing stunning outfits.
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>And all of them very, VERY pregnant.
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>”In fact, artists would often be commissioned to paint noblemares with pregnant stomachs even when they weren’t so-”
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>You nudge Twilight.
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>”Oh, sorry, Prince I… girls!”
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>All of Twilight’s friends and your cousins make it up to the central landing.
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>No formalities, however. It’s all giggles and hugs.
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>Rainbow Dash surprises you, however.
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>She’s still flying.
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>Even though she’s so big and round she looks like a blue parasprite in her Wonderbolts outfit.
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>”I still wish you would have let me make a dress for you, Rainbow Dash,” Rarity says.
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>”Well, it turns out I made the smart move. Nothing’s stopping me tonight. Spandex, baby!”
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>She stretches out the flight suit and lets it snap back onto her belly, making it jiggle.
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>”Well, tight dress or not, Ah plan on throwin’ down at this hoedown, mahself,” Applejack insists, giving her husband a playful nudge with her elbow.
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>”What about you, Starlight,” your wife asks.
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>”Uh. Only if it’s a waltz. That way he’s holding onto me, otherwise, I’ll probably fall. Still getting used to this belly, after all.”
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>Fluttershy nods.
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>”That sounds nice. I prefer the slower dances anyway. The romantic music, the gentle touches… Mmmm.”
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>Pinkie Pie blows a raspberry.
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>”Waltz, schmaltz. I’m gonna groove and jam ‘til the sun comes up!”
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>”Now you’re talkin,” Rainbow shouts.
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>Applejack’s husband rubs the back of his head.
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>”Well boys, we’ve got our orders. Let us pray we’re up to the task.”
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>Everyone joins in a hearty laugh.
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>Twilight stomps a hoof.
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>”Oh! Girls! Before I forget, I had an idea!”
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>Que several variations of ‘what is it.’
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>Twilight blushes.
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>You urge her to go on.
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>”Since we’re all here, and since we’re all pregnant…”
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>She bites her lip.
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>”I was thinking that for this year’s gala group photo, we could do a picture that shows off our bumps. Um… our bare bumps.”
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>She smiles nervously.
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>Fluttershy is the first to speak up.
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>”I think that sounds like a wonderful idea, Twilight.”
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>Rarity rubs her chin with a hoof.
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>”It seems rather risque,” she says. “Ooooh, but that makes it all the more enticing!”
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>Pinkie bounces, somehow.
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>”It’s a great idea! All our bellies pressed together, just like those little metal ball thingies on desks that go ‘Plink! Plink! Plink!’”
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>”Ahhhh think I get what Pinkie’s sayin’. Ah’m in.”
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>”It’s gonna be the most awesome maternity shoot EVER,” Rainbow exclaims.
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>Starlight shrugs.
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>”Hey. I’ll take any excuse to sit down.”
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>Your wife taps her front hooves with excitement.
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>”Ooooh. This is wonderful! Prince, could you fetch Spi- er, the Chamberlain?”
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“As you wish, my Princess.”
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>You take your leave for the moment and look for Spike.
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>Or, the Lord Chamberlain, rather.
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>He’s quite proud of his new title.
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>Not that it’s gotten to his head. Much. If anything he’s become more responsible.
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>You eventually find him in the kitchen, making sure the line runs smoothly.
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>You explain to the purple dragon the situation.
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>”Gotcha, Prince. I made sure to get extra film for tonight, anyway.”
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>The two of you walk with purpose back to the grand foyer.
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>”Okay girls, all on the bottom step.”
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>With some difficulty, and gentlemanly assistance, all seven gravid mares manage to carefully sit down on the last step of the staircase.
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>Twilight is in the middle.
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>Each of the mares either part or undo their dresses to reveal their impressively large bellies, and tenderly press them together.
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>They hold each other by the shoulders.
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>Spike gets into position and focuses the camera.
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>”Uh, Pinkie, a little to the left… perfect. Okay, everypony smile!”
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>All seven mares grin with joy.
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>Their multicolored bellies are all lined up perfectly pressed together.
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>Flash!
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>”Perfect!”
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>Suddenly, a disturbance!
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>Twilight’s belly starts wriggling.
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>The foals inside her tummy act up.
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>Pressed against their second cousins on either side, it causes a chain reaction!
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>Soon all seven mares are sporting bulging, bouncing bellies.
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>”Oh, them foals are a-wigglin’!”
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>”Heheheh! It tickles!”
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>”Sorry, girls. Looks like I caused an avalanche of quickening.”
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>Flash!
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>”Spike!”
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>The dragon gives a coy smile.
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>Fluttershy raises a hoof.
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>”Oh, everypony? Um. Maybe we could do another one with our husbands.”
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>”Sittin’ beside us? Ah reckon’ it may be a bit cramped if we try that.”
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>”Oh, no. Actually, I was thinking we could sit in their laps. And they could have their hands on our bellies. And our hooves on their hands.”
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>She gives a shy smile.
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>”Well, that sounds awful sweet sugarcube. Mosey on over, y’all.”
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>None of you need to be asked twice.
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>You and your cousins lift your wives into your laps, and after careful coordination, everyone is in position.
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>You feel Twilight’s hooves cover your hands as you hod her fuzzy purple tummy. She leans back against you and you beam reflexively.
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>”Okay,” Spike says, cycling the film.
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>”Ready? Smile!”
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>Flash!
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>Now those precious pastel plump pregnant pony paunches are preserved for posterity.
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>The mares heave themselves to their hooves and thank the men for the shoot.
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>You help Twilight adjust her dress.
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>”You girls go on ahead to the ballroom. We’ll meet you in half an hour. Duty calls, after all.”
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>”Don’t keep us waiting too long, darling,” Rarity says.
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>Your cousins and their wives head off to the dance floor, leaving you and your wife to greet the rest of the guests.
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>Soon enough, the arrivals trickle to a stop.
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>”Huh. That was the last rsvp,” Spike says, looking over the list.
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>”Looks like everyone made it!”
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>Twilight looks at you.
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>”Well, my Prince? Shall we?”
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>You hold the royal mare’s hoof and make your way to the ballroom.
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>Spike announces your arrival, and the guests pause to bow with respect.
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>You wonder if you’ll ever get used to that.
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>You and Twilight bow back in unison.
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>You walk to the side where ponies of wealth and prestige mingle.
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>This is the REAL challenge of the gala.
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>You carry yourself with confidence.
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>You recognize familiar faces.
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>The head of the Royal Bank of Equestria.
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>The Minister of Foreign Affairs.
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>The Chief of the General Staff.
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>You like him.
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>He’s very good at Battleaxe 5,000,000.
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>Of course, some ponies, of all classes, view you with what might charitably be called disdain.
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>Some see a human in the role of Prince as an affront. An indignity.
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>A sacrilege.
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>It still bothers you, but not the way it used to.
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>All you can do is your duty, to uphold Equestria, her laws, and her people.
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>If that’s not enough for some ponies, then it can’t be helped.
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>Still, you and your wife manage to chat, schmooze, and make talk both small and large with ponies of import.
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>Halfway through, you take your leave to greet and mingle with some of the other guests.
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>Commoners.
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>Ponies who, frankly, you shared more in common with than most realized.
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>In the middle of a delightful conversation with a mare with a prosthetic leg, you hear it.
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>The chamber orchestra begins a familiar tune.
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”I beg your pardon, ma’am. But I must take my leave. It was a pleasure to meet you.”
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>”Of course, your highness.”
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>You kiss her hoof and saunter over to Twilight as the dance floor clears.
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>You hold out your hand.
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”May I have this dance?”
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>”You may.”
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>You take the Princess’ hoof and lead her to the middle of the marble floor, raising her up onto her hind legs.
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>You hold her steady, and begin the waltz.
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>You lead the mare in the dance, stepping, swaying, circling.
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>The two of you whirl as the musicians play.
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>After a minute, there’s a pause as other ponies join in, partners bowing and curtsying before the dance begins anew.
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>You lock eyes with Twilight.
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>You get caught up in those deep pupils of hers.
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>She’s so beautiful.
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>Impressively, the two of you manage to avoid bumping into other couples.
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>You think you hear Starlight stifle a yelp.
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>You know she’s in safe hands, though.
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>Twilight whispers.
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>”I feel like I’m in a dream.”
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“Twiggy, you say that every time we dance.”
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>”Well, it’s true. Every filly dreams of being a princess and finding her Prince Charming.”
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“Mmm. Want to know a secret?”
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>”I’m listening.”
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“Every young man dreams of marrying a princess. Even if only for a moment.”
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>”Well, I guess ours is a dream come true.”
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>Twilight rests her head on your chest.
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>Her belly presses against you.
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>Still you lead, twirling with her until the music stops.
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>You dip her down.
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>Twilight grits her teeth nervously.
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>You keep her steady, holding her back as that belly sticks straight up.
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>You pull her back up into a fervent yet fleeting kiss.
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>The mare is blushing furiously.
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>”You really are Prince Charming,” she whispers.
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”Should a Princess settle for anything less?”
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>You wink.
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>The two of you walk off the dance floor, your wife clearly needing a breather.
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”Taking a break before the next dance? The night is still young.”
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>Twilight shakes her head and sips a glass of water.
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>”Oh, no. I’m pacing myself. I have to save my energy for later.”
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“The after party?”
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>Twilight uses her magic to pull you down by your collar.
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>”For the AFTER after party.”
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“Got it all planned out, do you?”
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>”Have you met me?”
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“Met you. Married you. Put my babies in you…”
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>Twilight giggles, stifling a little snort.
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>God, you love this mare.
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>You and the Princess do your duties for the rest of the night.
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>Entertain guests.
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>Give speeches.
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>”Having fun?”
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>You nearly jump out of your uniform.
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>It’s Celestia, Luna and your older siblings.
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>Somehow, they snuck up on you.
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“Fun isn’t exactly the word. Though, I am having a good time.”
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>”Heavy is the head that wears the crown,” Luna says.
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“We could always use help entertaining our more talkative guests.”
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>”We’ve actually had our hands full, as it were,” Celestia replies.
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>”Plenty of ponies still go out of their way to talk to us as if we’re anything special. Old habits die hard, I suppose.”
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“I’m pretty sure after a thousand years, habit becomes tradition.
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>Luna scoffs.
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>”Please. We don’t look a day over seven hundred.”
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>That Luna has a better sense of humor than most realize.
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“Sooo… how are your kids doing?”
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>The middle brother speaks.
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>”At home. With a babysitter. It’s… kinda nerve-wracking but…”
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>Luna nuzzles her husband.
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>”They’ll be fine, dear. It’s only one night away. I miss them, too.”
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>As difficult as running a country with your wife can be, you realize it’s going to be much moreso very soon.
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>And yet, you don’t feel dread, but eagerness growing inside you.
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>Hours later, the party dies down. You and your wife take a carriage out into Canterlot.
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>The carriage comes to a stop at an unassuming doughnut shop.
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“Okay, I pull up.”
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>Twilight grins, raising a brow.
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>Rainbow shouts from the carriage in front of yours.
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>”Hop out at the after paaaaarty!”
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>Twilight shakes her head with a smile.
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>You hoist Twilight out of the carriage and onto the cobblestone.
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>”Okay, now you’re just showing off.”
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>You smirk and head into Donut Joe’s where the rest of the party is waiting.
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>”Wheeeewee! Ah cain’t buhlieve how hard it is to two step with young’uns in yer belly.”
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>AJ fans herself with her hat.
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>”Like I said. Spandex. Very underrated material.”
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>”I can’t believe I’m saying this, but perhaps I should have incorporated it into my own dress.”
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>Rarity leans on her husband with an exaggerated sigh of exhaustion.
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>Your oldest brother shrugs.
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>”I don’t know, I thought it went pretty well.”
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>His wife, Celestia, grins.
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>”Believe me, it’s very different if you’re the host.”
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>Twilight nods, munching heartily on a doughnut.
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>”Ugh. It’s rewarding. But so exhausting. I don’t know how you did it for so long.”
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>Luna speaks up.
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>”It’s all in the delegation. For example, we delegated foalsitting to our neighbors.”
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>”Can I delegate labor,” Starlight asks.
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>You all share a laugh.
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>Fluttershy sips some of her coffee.
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>”I am actually… a bit nervous about that.”
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>Her husband gives her a squeeze.
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>”Don’t fret, dear Fluttershy,” Celestia says.
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>”When it’s time, your body will know what to do. And it will be over before you know it.”
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>Rarity takes a sip of coffee.
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>Pinkie and Twilight scarf down doughnuts.
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>Fluttershy looks soothed by Celestia’s words and her husband’s embrace.
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“Our lives are about to change big time.”
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>Your oldest brother laughs.
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>”Oh, you have no idea.”
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>The lot of you relax, chat, and wind down after the high of the biggest night in Canterlot.
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>Donut Joe takes a group photo of everyone.
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>Twilight again shares the story of how the tradition started.
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>You never tire of hearing it.
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>Before you know it, you’ve said your farewells, and arrive back at the castle.
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>You’re tired.
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>But not quite as exhausted as before.
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>You and your wife climb the steps to the top of the Royal Tower which houses your suite.
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>You look down at the sprawl of the walled city and the more sparse buildings of Canterlot below.
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>Even at midnight, it’s a dazzling display of light.
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>However, it’s almost silent this high up.
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“Gosh what a beautiful city. It really is like a fairy tale.”
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>Twilight laughs.
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“What’s so funny?”
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>”Nothing. It’s just… You give me a different perspective.”
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>You tilt your head.
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>”I spent over twenty years of my life here. It always seemed- I don’t know- normal. Mundane even.”
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>”Home will always be special to me. But you helped me appreciate how truly magical it is.”
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>You smile as Twilight leans on you.
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>You hold her close.
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>”Like a fairy tale.”
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>The two of you stand there for a while in the cool mountain breeze.
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>Twilight nuzzles your side.
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“Ready to head in?”
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>Twilight nods and turns around, waddling into the suite.
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>Given the option, you could watch her waddle for hours.
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>The fabric is stretched and folded tight in areas around her belly, which prevents it from swaying as much.
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>”Oh, wow. I hadn’t realized how sore I was.”
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>You take off your sash and lay it on a small table, along with the medal around your neck.
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>You feel a massive weight lifted off of you.
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>Both physically and metaphorically.
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>”Prince?”
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>You turn to your wife.
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>”Yes, Twiggy?”
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>”Wanna help me out of my dress?”
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>You smirk and step over to your little pony.
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>Twilight lays on her side and rolls over, exposing her massive tummy to you.
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>Rarity’s improvisational work is stunning.
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347.
>A row of silver buttons holds the dress to Twilight’s barrel and belly.
-
348.
>You kneel down and smooth over the dress with your hands.
-
349.
>The thin silk is moist. Twilight really exerted herself, tonight.
-
350.
>Twilight nudges you with a hoof.
-
351.
>”The buttons?”
-
352.
“Oh, right.”
-
353.
>You undo each button slowly, the fabric relaxing back with each.
-
354.
>At the last button, the dress snaps back, letting the Unicorn’s purple paunch loose.
-
355.
>It expands as Twilight lets out a long sigh of relief.
-
356.
>Heat wafts off of her body now that she’s free of the clothes.
-
357.
>She removes her slippers and crown with her magic.
-
358.
>She probably could have done it all herself.
-
359.
>She knows how much you like unwrapping presents, though.
-
360.
>”Goodness. That feels so much better.”
-
361.
>She stretches, jutting her stomach up towards your face.
-
362.
>She looks at you with a smile and half-lidded eyes.
-
363.
>You can’t help but blush at her gaze.
-
364.
>Your wife lets you have an eyeful of her roundness, but you can tell she’s losing patience.
-
365.
>She gets to her hooves with surprising speed and then leaps towards you, placing her hooves on your chest.
-
366.
>”Come on, Prince. Get out of those clothes for me.”
-
367.
>She starts fiddling with your uniform, trying to get you naked as fast as possible.
-
368.
“Damn, Twiggy. Hold your horses.”
-
369.
>She rolls her eyes at your dumb pun and gets more aggressive.
-
370.
>You help her along so she doesn’t tear anything.
-
371.
>You slip out of your shoes and socks, prompting Twilight to use her magic.
-
372.
>Your belt buckle glows fuchsia.
-
373.
>Twilight undoes the buckle with her magic, allowing you to remove your uniform jacket completely.
-
374.
>A quick shimmy out of an undershirt, and your chest is bared to her.
-
375.
>She nuzzles it, running her hooves along your pecs.
-
376.
>Her belly presses onto your lap.
-
377.
>You run your hands through your wife’s tricolored hair.
-
378.
>You can still feel the heat coming off of her.
-
379.
>”You wear clothes far too often.”
-
380.
>You laugh.
-
381.
“Do I, now?”
-
382.
>”Maybe I should pass a royal decree. No human stallions are to wear clothes unless given permission by their mares.”
-
383.
“Hey, I have rights.”
-
384.
>Twilight bites just short of your nose.
-
385.
>”No you don’t.”
-
386.
>The Princess slides down your body, hooking her hooves into your pants and yanking them down, leaving you completely bare.
-
387.
>Your swollen length narrowly misses hitting her in the face when it goes free.
-
388.
>She eyes you up and down hungrily.
-
389.
>”Now that that’s out of the way.”
-
390.
>Twilight slides her body forward.
-
391.
>Her swollen middle presses down on you, keeping you pinned.
-
392.
>Your wife puts her hooves on your shoulders and kisses you, forcing her tongue past your lips.
-
393.
>She moans, tickling your mouth as you wrap your arms around her.
-
394.
>Even though you’re naked, her furry body keeps you warm.
-
395.
>Her wings flitter as your fingers dance along the sides of her wide stomach.
-
396.
>In between moans and kisses, you manage to get enough air to breathe.
-
397.
>Barely.
-
398.
>Your wife breaks off the kiss.
-
399.
>Finally, she’s being merciful.
-
400.
>Or is she.
-
401.
>She kisses you on the lips.
-
402.
>Then on the chin.
-
403.
>Then down your neck.
-
404.
>Down your chest.
-
405.
“Twiggy?”
-
406.
>Twilight grins and flicks her tongue into your bellybutton, making you hiss.
-
407.
>She then trails down to your manhood.
-
408.
>You hadn’t realized how incredibly hard you are.
-
409.
>Your dick throbs visibly, twitching with your heartbeat.
-
410.
>She begins kissing your nutsack.
-
411.
>It’s painfully full of cum.
-
412.
>”Looks like you’re pretty pent up.”
-
413.
>It’s true. In the past few days you’ve been so busy you haven’t even been able to masturbate.
-
414.
>Watching your wife waddle with her wide load wasn’t helping.
-
415.
>She blows on your shaft, making you shiver.
-
416.
>”I could fix that for you…”
-
417.
>You smile and move your hand to pet Twilight’s hair.
-
418.
>She catches it with her magic.
-
419.
>”Hmmm?”
-
420.
”Twilight, ple-”
-
421.
>”Ahem.”
-
422.
“Your highness… P-please.”
-
423.
>”Please, what? What do you need help with?”
-
424.
”Oh, come on, Your Highness. Don’t make me beg.”
-
425.
>”Awww. But you’re so cute when you beg.”
-
426.
>You grit your teeth and sigh.
-
427.
“Please, Your Highness. Relieve my arousal. I beg you.”
-
428.
>Twilight smirks and kisses the very tip of your glans.
-
429.
>”See? That wasn’t so hard.”
-
430.
>You groan with annoyance.
-
431.
>”Oh, you’ll be fine.”
-
432.
>Twilight kisses your tip again.
-
433.
>A kiss that gets bigger and bigger as her mouth opens over the glans, taking it in.
-
434.
>So intense is the pleasure you nearly fall backwards.
-
435.
>Twilight opens one eye and uses her magic to push a large floor pillow behind you to support your back.
-
436.
>She’s an expert.
-
437.
>Your wife continues down your length, taking in inch after inch into her warm mouth.
-
438.
>You roll your head back and sigh as the familiar sensation covers your penis.
-
439.
>The Princess keeps taking in more and more of your manhood until her lips press against your groin.
-
440.
>The sound of a wet kiss comes from her lips.
-
441.
>She withdraws, slowly, leaving purple lipstick in the shape of a kiss around the base of your dick.
-
442.
>You thought her lips seemed glossier, tonight.
-
443.
>So that’s why.
-
444.
>”Clever girl.”
-
445.
>Twilight releases your shaft just long enough to respond.
-
446.
>”Rawr,” she says with a smirk.
-
447.
>Twilight resumes sucking you off, moving her head up and down your swollen member.
-
448.
>She rubs your thighs with her hooves.
-
449.
>You moan, much to her delight.
-
450.
>Her ears flicker to catch your every utterance.
-
451.
>The pony loves how a simple blowjob always has you completely at her mercy.
-
452.
>Her hot maw compresses around you, ensuring the slightest movement brings you that much closer to cumming.
-
453.
>You twitch inside her throat. At least, as much as you can twitch, her grip being as tight as it is.
-
454.
>Twiggy increases her speed, jacking you off with her mouth in swift bobs of her head.
-
455.
>Her tongue flickers against the underside of your organ, further driving you to the edge.
-
456.
>Your balls tighten, clenching and relaxing repeatedly in preparation to deliver a load of foal fluid.
-
457.
>Tasting your precum and feeling your nutsack move beneath her chin encourages Twilight to speed up.
-
458.
>She hums loudly.
-
459.
>Your voice wavers.
-
460.
“N-no fair!”
-
461.
>Were her mouth not full of cock, Twilight would be smiling.
-
462.
>One last time, she takes you all the way. Her throat hugs your dick as her lips kiss you at the base.
-
463.
>You lose it.
-
464.
>With a grunt of defeat, you cum.
-
465.
>A jet of thick, white seed blasts down the Alicorn’s gullet.
-
466.
>Twilight offers a noise of slight surprise, but doesn’t get flustered.
-
467.
>As you keep cumming in the tight confines of her esophagus, Twilight keeps swallowing.
-
468.
>You feel every squeeze.
-
469.
>In spite of your dick’s violent twitches, Twilight keeps hold.
-
470.
>With a last, silky spurt, you finish.
-
471.
>You breathe out steadily, toes curling and uncurling from your wife’s fellatio.
-
472.
>Twilight removes her lips from your length with a loud, wet pop.
-
473.
>”Mmmmmm.”
-
474.
>In spite of her attempt at cleanliness, a healthy amount of cum dribbles messily from the Alicorn’s lips.
-
475.
>She licks it up.
-
476.
>”Feeling better?”
-
477.
>You shake your head.
-
478.
“No. Still horny.”
-
479.
>”Good.”
-
480.
>Twilight scoots herself up your body, dragging that belly over your lap.
-
481.
>She pauses to rub it up and down your wet dick for a good minute.
-
482.
>The sensation of the taut tum and soft fuzz caressing your cock is agonizing.
-
483.
>Twilight grins mischievously.
-
484.
>She knows exactly what she’s doing.
-
485.
>”You’re so easy to tease, Prince!”
-
486.
“Careful. So are you.”
-
487.
>Twilight laughs.
-
488.
>She brushes a fuchsia lock out of her face and scoots her rump over your thighs.
-
489.
>Her moist marehood presses your dick down, and her swollen teats hug your tip snugly.
-
490.
“Do you need me to move?”
-
491.
>”Just a sec.”
-
492.
>Her horn glows and you feel your cock tingling.
-
493.
>Twilight wiggles her hips, and your manhood slips into her passage.
-
494.
>”There. I’ve got it.”
-
495.
>She sighs as she lowers herself onto you.
-
496.
>Her eyes roll into the back of her head.
-
497.
>”I’ve been looking forward to this all night, Prince. You wouldn’t believe how horny I was in that dress.”
-
498.
>You give her belly a sympathetic rub.
-
499.
“I believe it. Watching you waddle around in that tight dress all night was driving me crazy. I almost ravished you on the dance floor in front of everyone.”
-
500.
>Twilight stifles a laugh.
-
501.
>”Well, there’s nothing stopping you now, Prince. Go ahead and ravish me!”
-
502.
>You give your wife’s belly a slap that causes her to squeak.
-
503.
>Then you grab her legs and buck your hips as hard as you can.
-
504.
>She squeaks again.
-
505.
>You buck and you buck and you buck, driving yourself deep into Twilight’s love canal.
-
506.
>She’s just as tight today as she was on your wedding night.
-
507.
>Maybe even tighter!
-
508.
>She’s so warm and velvety inside, so inviting.
-
509.
>Your cock doesn’t feel quite at home anywhere else.
-
510.
>With every thrust upward, the Princess’ pussy gives you a squeeze.
-
511.
>Those mare muff muscles know what they like.
-
512.
>Your mare squeals again with delight and gyrates her hips.
-
513.
>Or tries to.
-
514.
>A big belly like hers makes things hard.
-
515.
>She stirs your cock inside herself, her wings twitching and flapping randomly.
-
516.
>You can’t help it.
-
517.
>You let go of her legs and your hands find their way to her massive, swollen stomach.
-
518.
>Her belly fur is so short and soft, it almost tickles your hands.
-
519.
>Biting your lip, you hold your middle finger with your thumb, and aim at the firm purple nub that is Twilight’s bellybutton.
-
520.
>FLICK!
-
521.
>”AAAH!”
-
522.
>Her pussy strangles your cock for a split second.
-
523.
“Ohmigosh, did you just cum?”
-
524.
>”Shush!”
-
525.
>You slap Twilight’s rump, digging your fingers into her flank.
-
526.
>Your penis strokes the Princess from inside, coaxing little moans and gasps from the pony.
-
527.
>Every time you tease her tummy, she clenches harder around you.
-
528.
>Soon, even you start to feel the heat.
-
529.
>Your loins tighten as the cum churning in your nuts threatens to escape.
-
530.
>Your fingers dance across the equine’s enormously engorged gut.
-
531.
>You give Twilight’s bellybutton one more squeeze.
-
532.
>And boy, does she squeeze, back!
-
533.
>Twilight tosses her head back and screams.
-
534.
>You hope the tower is soundproof!
-
535.
>Twilight’s twat wrestles your dick into submission and you give up.
-
536.
>A jet of jizz jettisons into the mare, coating her love tunnel with thick layers of cum.
-
537.
>Your cock twitches and twitches over and over, your heart pounding in your chest as you fill your wife up.
-
538.
>She rolls her hips front to back, riding out her own orgasm as you finish inside her.
-
539.
>Her fuzzy chest rises and falls, steadying her breath.
-
540.
>Her belly does similar, expanding and contracting with her diaphragm.
-
541.
>Twilight rests a hoof on her belly.
-
542.
>”Oh, wow. What a way to end the night.”
-
543.
>You pat the pony’s purple tummy, feeling a nudge back.
-
544.
>It appears some of the foals are less than enthused by your antics.
-
545.
>Twilight exhales.
-
546.
>”After all that, I bet I could sleep through as many kicks as they can muster.”
-
547.
“I’m sure they’ll take up that challenge.”
-
548.
>Your wife laughs and dismounts you.
-
549.
>”Well, as long as they have their dad to rub this belly, I’m sure they’ll calm down.”
-
550.
>You stroke Twilight’s middle lovingly.
-
551.
>The royal foals seem appeased for now.
-
552.
>Twilight uses her magic to float herself into bed, but just barely.
-
553.
>Her horn fizzles out right as she gets to her spot.
-
554.
>You crawl in after her and snuggle up next to the gravid mare.
-
555.
>Twilight rubs her eyes.
-
556.
>”I can’t-”
-
557.
>She yawns.
-
558.
>”I can’t believe how tired I am.”
-
559.
“Same here.”
-
560.
>You gently play with her mane.
-
561.
“Heavy is the head that wears the crown.”
-
562.
>Twilight smiles.
-
563.
>”More like heavy is the belly that bears the babies.”
-
564.
“Just the way I like it.”
-
565.
>Your wife blushes.
-
566.
>”Thanks for tonight, Prince. I know it isn’t easy for you but… having you by my side makes the Gala much better.”
-
567.
“Anything for you, Twiggy.”
-
568.
>You pull the pony close and she clings to you with her hooves, resting her head on your chest.
-
569.
>You pull the covers up, and rub Twilight’s shoulders before gently stroking your foals.
-
570.
>She leans up, craning her neck towards you.
-
571.
>You lean down and give Twilight a much needed kiss.
-
572.
>”I love you, Prince.”
-
573.
“I love you, too, Twiggy.”
-
574.
>Neither of you have much trouble drifting off into Luna’s realm.
-
575.
>The cool night air balances the warmth of the two of you into perfect equilibrium.
-
576.
>You both get a well-deserved sleep.
-
577.
-
578.
**********
-
579.
-
580.
>You smell something.
-
581.
>Sniff sniff.
-
582.
>Jasmine.
-
583.
>You sigh deeply and stretch.
-
584.
>It must be morning.
-
585.
>Sure enough, you wake up, and while the early morning light flows through the curtains, Twilight is gone.
-
586.
>You slip out of bed and into some pajamas and slippers and shuffle down to the small kitchen beneath the bedchamber.
-
587.
>Small being a relative term in Castle Canterlot.
-
588.
>Twilight is steeping her tea in a pot.
-
589.
>You don’t say anything, letting her have these few moments to herself.
-
590.
>A few minutes later and Twilight pours out the two cups she made without having taken a sip.
-
591.
>Twilight cleans up after herself and waddles over to you to nuzzle your side.
-
592.
>”Good morning, Prince.”
-
593.
>You lean down and hug the little horse, who rests her chin on your shoulder as you embrace.
-
594.
>You rub her bulging sides, petting the little ones within.
-
595.
“Did you get enough sleep?”
-
596.
>Twilight smiles and leans back.
-
597.
>”I think so. Enough for today, anyway.”
-
598.
>Her hair is disheveled, though in a familiar shape.
-
599.
>Her eyes are half lidded, with a bit of sleep in them.
-
600.
>You like the morning look on your little bookworm.
-
601.
“I had the strangest dream.”
-
602.
>”What was it about?”
-
603.
“Well… there was an enormous school in Ponyville.”
-
604.
>”That’s an… odd choice for a location.”
-
605.
“And you and your friends were the professors. And there were international students.”
-
606.
>”It’s hard to imagine most of them being educators. What were they teaching?”
-
607.
“It was a friendship school.”
-
608.
>Twilight stares at you before laughing heartily.
-
609.
>”Silly Prince. You don’t learn about friendship at a school. That doesn’t make any sense!”
-
610.
“Yeah, it was wild.”
-
611.
>You brush a stray bit of hair out of your face.
-
612.
“What did you plan on do-”
-
613.
>Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…
-
614.
>You can feel the vibration from Twiggy’s tummy with both hands.
-
615.
>The mare cringes.
-
616.
>From hunger or embarrassment, you’re not sure.
-
617.
>Maybe both.
-
618.
>”I think my belly has decided on the plans, already.”
-
619.
“Understandable.”
-
620.
>You pat the tummy gently.
-
621.
“It’s been working overtime, after all. Carrying foals, feeding them and their mom.”
-
622.
>”Well, I wish it would be more quiet about it.”
-
623.
>You heave yourself upright once more.
-
624.
“I can make breakfast. Eggs and toast?”
-
625.
>Twilight cringes.
-
626.
>”I don’t know if I want that…”
-
627.
“Pancakes with faces on them?”
-
628.
>”Noooooo…”
-
629.
“Crepes?”
-
630.
>Twilight’s belly rumbles loudly and she blushes.
-
631.
“Cravings, huh?”
-
632.
>”Actually. I could REALLY go for some burgers.”
-
633.
”Don’t you mean A bur-”
-
634.
>GRRRRRRUMMBLLLE!
-
635.
“Some burgers, then.”
-
636.
>Twilight bites her lip.
-
637.
“Twiggy, you don’t need to feel embarrassed. Princess or not, you’re carrying a boatload of babies. Nopony could fault you for being hungry.”
-
638.
>You cup her cheeks and kiss her snoot.
-
639.
>Her tail whips, betraying her joy.
-
640.
“Let me get dressed and brush my hair real quick, and then-”
-
641.
>POOF!
-
642.
>You’re on a cobblestone street.
-
643.
>Timber framed, thatched roofed houses are everywhere.
-
644.
“Ponyville?”
-
645.
>You had assumed the two of you were going to take a quick carriage ride to the nearest restaurant in Canterlot.
-
646.
>Looking at the sign on the building the two of you teleported to explains it all.
-
647.
>The Hay Burger.
-
648.
>Twilight walks in and you quickly follow, hair still a mess and in your pajamas.
-
649.
>The two ponies currently eating glance wide-eyed at the two of you and you give a formal wave almost out of reflex.
-
650.
>Of course, at this time of day, there’s no line.
-
651.
>Twilight waddles quickly to the counter, trying to hide her drooling.
-
652.
>”The teenager managing the cash register seems flabbergasted that the royal couple are here.
-
653.
>Hangry Twilight could be dangerous, so you mouth ‘Welcome to Hayburger,’ to the employee.
-
654.
>”Oh! W-welcome to Hayburger. Home of the Hayburger. C-can I t-t-take your order?”
-
655.
>In her starving state, the Princess doesn’t seem to notice how nervous the cashier is.
-
656.
>”I’ll have two number nines. A number nine large. A number six with extra dip. A number seven. Two number forty-fives. One with cheese. And a large soda.”
-
657.
>”Oh, I almost forgot!”
-
658.
>Twilight turns to you.
-
659.
>”What would you like, Prince?”
-
660.
”Um… I guess a double cheeseburger. Large onion ring, large soda.”
-
661.
>”Will that be all, ma’am. Er, I mean, Your Majes- er, Highness?”
-
662.
>”Twilight’s fine,” your wife reassures the anxious teen.
-
663.
>She pays the small mountain of bits for the meals and the two of you sit down at a table.
-
664.
>Twilight rubs her tummy.
-
665.
>”The babies are acting up. I guess they’re as hungry as I am.”
-
666.
“The food will be worth the wait… isn’t this where we had our first date?”
-
667.
>”It was. Of course, I didn’t realize it was a date at the time.”
-
668.
>The two of you laugh at the misunderstanding.
-
669.
>What you had thought was a date was meant to be an interview.
-
670.
>Twilight found you fascinating, being a human from a completely different world.
-
671.
“Jeeze, Twiggy. I thought you were gonna give that filly a heart attack.”
-
672.
>”Was I? I didn’t mean to.”
-
673.
“Maybe it was her first time seeing royalty.”
-
674.
>”Maybe. I know most people in Ponyville from when I was a Unicorn. I don’t recognize her, however. She must be new, here.”
-
675.
>While the two of you wait, you take the opportunity to wake up.
-
676.
>You’re not a morning person.
-
677.
>Hopefully the soda does its job.
-
678.
>A bell rings and the gangly filly smiles sheepishly.
-
679.
>”Here’s your order to go! Thank you for choosing The Hay Burger!”
-
680.
>You walk over to her and take her hoof.
-
681.
”Thank you, my dear.”
-
682.
>You bow and kiss her hoof.
-
683.
>She blushes and becomes frozen stiff out of shock.
-
684.
>Twilight looks at you with an amused look.
-
685.
>”You’re terrible.”
-
686.
“I know.”
-
687.
>POOF!
-
688.
>The two of you are at the royal dining chamber.
-
689.
>Smaller than the banquet hall, but still enormous, it’s where you and your wife eat most of the time.
-
690.
>Twilight magically lifts a burger out of her bag and immediately shoves the entire thing in her mouth, moaning with an almost orgasmic pleasure as her eyes roll back.
-
691.
>”Mmmmffffmfmmmmfmmmmm.”
-
692.
“You good?”
-
693.
>”Mhmmmm!”
-
694.
>You chuckle and eat some of your horseshoe-shaped onion rings.
-
695.
>With a mighty gulp, Twilight sends the burger down into her hungry belly.
-
696.
>”Ahhhh.” she says, giving her round middle an exaggerated pat.
-
697.
>Watching your wife pack it all away has you impressed.
-
698.
>She’s always managed to stay in shape in spite of her eating habits.
-
699.
>Pregnancy has filled her out, but not absurdly.
-
700.
>As you finish your own meal and sip on your bubbly source of caffeine, Twilight is still sucking down burgers.
-
701.
>Something about seeing her eat so ravenously activates something within you.
-
702.
>You Hop down from your chair and go to sit down next to Twilight on the ground.
-
703.
>Your head is about even with her thigh and belly.
-
704.
>”Whhtchh dhhn dhn thhrh,” she asks with a mouthful of fries.
-
705.
”Oh, nothing. Just… I like being close to you.”
-
706.
>The Alicorn shrugs and ruffles your hair with a hoof as she stuffs her face with yet another helping of hay fries.
-
707.
>As you sit beside the mare, she gently runs her hoof over your head, petting you.
-
708.
>You pat her churning stomach.
-
709.
“My little Twiggy Piggy.”
-
710.
>She glances at you again.
-
711.
>You sigh and lean against her, chin resting on her plump thigh and ear pressed up against her swollen belly.
-
712.
>Through the smooth fur you hear a grumble and a groan.
-
713.
>The gurgling of Twilight’s hungry tummy is so intense you can feel it vibrating!
-
714.
>You reach up and run your hand over the taut flesh, listening to and feeling the churning inside, as well as the numerous heartbeats of little foals.
-
715.
>It doesn’t take long for the Princess to notice you paying extra attention to her belly.
-
716.
>She probably noticed you staring at her as she ate, as well.
-
717.
>”You’re getting off on this, aren’t you.”
-
718.
>It’s a statement, not a question.
-
719.
“Umm…”
-
720.
>You feel too embarrassed to form a sentence.
-
721.
>Twilight smirks and takes a bite out of another burger, moaning deliberately and then swallowing loudly.
-
722.
>She uses her wing to press your head firmly against her gravid gut, and the sounds of digestion get louder.
-
723.
>Again, the pony pats her spherical dome, forcing you to listen as she devours more and more of her meal, finally, topping it off with her ice cold soda.
-
724.
>”Aaaaah, that really hit the spo-AAAAGUUUURRRRP!”
-
725.
>Your ear is almost hurt by the sound of the thunderous belch echoing in Twiggy’s tummy.
-
726.
>Twilight blushes, instinctively covering her mouth with her hooves.
-
727.
>”Ohmigosh. Excuse me.”
-
728.
“It’s just the two of us, Twiggy. No big deal.”
-
729.
>”It’s hard to kick bad habits,” she replies.
-
730.
>”I really let myself loose on those burgers.”
-
731.
“It was pretty impressive.”
-
732.
>”Well, it’s not without consequences. I feel even heavier than before!”
-
733.
>Her belly roars and she stifles another belch.
-
734.
>Then she looks down at you once more.
-
735.
>She bites her lip.
-
736.
>She arches her back in her chair, jutting out her oversized abdomen, then pats it.
-
737.
>She slides out of her chair, moves next to you on the floor, and stretches again.
-
738.
>”I sure could use some bellyrubs, Prince. Growing foals is SUCH hard work.”
-
739.
>She bats her lashes, looking at you from the corner of her eye.
-
740.
>You get the idea.
-
741.
>You pull Twilight into your lap and give her a kiss.
-
742.
“My perfect precious powerful pretty plump purple preggy pony princess.”
-
743.
>Twilight giggles and kisses you back.
-
744.
>”Such alluring alliteration.”
-
745.
>Twilight’s rumbly tummy vibrates in your hand as it churns down the burgers.
-
746.
>She hiccups and moans softly.
-
747.
>”I can’t believe I ate all those burgers.”
-
748.
>”My big, bouncy, bubbling, bloated, ballonlike belly’s brimming with so many babies and burgers I feel like I’m about to burst!”
-
749.
“I should enter you into an eating contest.”
-
750.
>”You should hush and keep rubbing my belly.”
-
751.
>Twilight wiggles her butt in your lap and you squeeze and knead her belly obediently.
-
752.
>”Mmmmm. Just like that.”
-
753.
>Her belly roars again and she sighs.
-
754.
>”So… you like it when I eat?”
-
755.
>You wiggle uncomfortably.
-
756.
>”You don’t have to be shy about your fetishes, Prince. I won’t judge you.”
-
757.
>You give your best poker face.
-
758.
>She doesn’t fall for it.
-
759.
>”I’ve done some research about fetishes, Prince. I KNOW you love pregnancy.”
-
760.
“Well, I couldn’t keep that a secret.”
-
761.
>”Maybe not. But I have a feeling you’re not being honest about the rest. So… what is it?”
-
762.
>You stay silent.
-
763.
>”Feeding? Weight gain?”
-
764.
>Your face betrays nothing.
-
765.
>Twilight narrows her gaze and grins.
-
766.
>”Vore?”
-
767.
>You glance away for a fraction of a second.
-
768.
>A fraction of a second too much.
-
769.
>”So that’s it. You naughty boy,” she teases.
-
770.
“How do you even know what that is?”
-
771.
>”Have you SEEN all the books I have? But don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me.”
-
772.
“It’s the belly, Twi. I can’t help i-”
-
773.
>”I said I won’t judge you, Prince. And I won’t.”
-
774.
>You sigh and your tense body loosens up.
-
775.
>”I will expect bellyrubs after every meal from now on, however.”
-
776.
>She pulls your head down to whisper in your ear.
-
777.
>”And I’ll make sure you listen to my tummy gurgle it all away.”
-
778.
>She kisses you and giggles again.
-
779.
>You squeeze the magical mare and nuzzle her.
-
780.
>She wiggles her hips and her eyes widen.
-
781.
>”You seem happy.”
-
782.
“Sorry.”
-
783.
>”No, it’s my fault. Here, lean back.”
-
784.
>You lay back on the floor and twilight pulls your pajamas down.
-
785.
>You’re hard as a rock and throbbing painfully, your shaft twitching rapidly with your pulse.
-
786.
>Twilight presses down on it with the frog of her hoof, letting it spring back up.
-
787.
>She taps her chin with a hoof and smiles.
-
788.
>”I think it’s time for another experiment.”
-
789.
“Experiment?”
-
790.
>You tremble with fear.
-
791.
>”My hypothesis is that I can make you cum using just my belly.”
-
792.
>You tremble with arousal.
-
793.
>Your wife slaps her swollen stomach with her wings for emphasis.
-
794.
“Where’s the consent forms?”
-
795.
>”You’re so cute, Prince.”
-
796.
>She leans down and nips at your nose.
-
797.
>”I don’t need your consent.”
-
798.
>Twilight waddles her wide self until she’s standing over you.
-
799.
>Her sagging belly is firmly pressed against your cock, trapping it between your abdomen and hers.
-
800.
>Even though it’s loaded with foals, the digestive sensations of your wife’s stomach make it down to your length.
-
801.
>You can feel the vibrations.
-
802.
>Your hips buck, and the Princess’ belly wobbles.
-
803.
>”Well, that seems promising.”
-
804.
>Her tummy lets out a powerful grumble and you tense up with a gasp.
-
805.
>It’s like holding a vibrator directly against your dick.
-
806.
>The softness of the Alicorn’s fur and the warmth of her belly just adds to the pleasure of the sensation.
-
807.
>”Feels good, hmmm? Let’s try this.”
-
808.
>Twilight lowers her haunches and rocks forward, sliding her belly across your cock and your body.
-
809.
>You groan, much to your wife’s delight.
-
810.
>She pulls back, the warm fur tickling you as the tummy slides.
-
811.
>Then Twilight thrusts her hips again.
-
812.
>Even your nutsack gets attention.
-
813.
>”I could get used to this. No wonder stallions like being on top.”
-
814.
>You grunt and twitch beneath your wife as she fucks you.
-
815.
>And it’s clear, helpless as you are that she is indeed fucking you.
-
816.
>Your hips buck again and Twilight gasps.
-
817.
“Did I hurt you?”
-
818.
>”No, you’re fine, Prince. You just poked my bellybutton with your penis!”
-
819.
>You look up at her.
-
820.
>”I like it.”
-
821.
>She continues to grind her gravid gut into your groin, wiggling her hips playfully as she smiles at you.
-
822.
>”Use those hands of yours, Prince. You can’t let me do all the work.”
-
823.
>You wrap your arms around the purple Princess.
-
824.
>You even wrap your thighs around her to help with the humping.
-
825.
>”Hahahah. You really are enjoying this, aren’t you?”
-
826.
>”B-belly.”
-
827.
>”Yes, belly.”
-
828.
>She spreads her wings and flutters them as she bites her lip.
-
829.
>You feel yourself leaking out of your tip.
-
830.
>Your balls churn with boiling hot baby batter.
-
831.
>Twilight’s ass works overtime to push her baby bump across your body.
-
832.
>You buck harder into the belly.
-
833.
>Apparently too hard.
-
834.
>”BELCH!”
-
835.
“Wow.”
-
836.
>Twilight blushes, barely covering her mouth before a hiccup.
-
837.
>It seems every time you hump the girl’s tummy, it works up some air.
-
838.
>You buck your hips again.
-
839.
>”Urp!”
-
840.
“Heheheh.”
-
841.
>”You. Urp. Little. Hic. Pervert! URP!”
-
842.
>Twilight glares at you and licks her lips.
-
843.
>”Oh, it’s payback time, Prince.”
-
844.
>Twilight shimmies herself until you feel the firm nub of her bellybutton pressed against the base of your shaft.
-
845.
>Then she thrusts forward as hard as she can.
-
846.
>You throb and cling to her tummy, fingers digging into the flesh.
-
847.
>You hear Twilight’s breathing getting heavier and faster.
-
848.
>God bless this mare. She really does give it her all.
-
849.
>The mother-to-be sexually assaults you with her stomach, violating your cock with her fuzzy purple navel as her wings flap and flutter.
-
850.
>Her noisy belly trembles and quakes, teasing you more and more.
-
851.
>Your balls heave.
-
852.
”Twi…”
-
853.
>”Cum for me, baby.”
-
854.
>You cling tight to Twilight’s tummy as you tremble.
-
855.
>Twilight rocks your body with her belly as you cream all over her fuzzy foal factory.
-
856.
>Hot cum rockets out of your cock, coating your shirt and Twlight’s fur with sticky whiteness.
-
857.
>You hear your lover whinny softly as she roughs you up with her bump, making sure you’re spent.
-
858.
>You pant, eyes starry from a very unexpected rutting.
-
859.
>Twilight lets out a smooth breath and shivers.
-
860.
>She plops down on her butt and looks at her cum-drenched dome.
-
861.
>”I’d say that experiment was a sticky success. Another victory for science.”
-
862.
“Sure. Science.”
-
863.
>”Couldn’t have done it without you, Prince,” Twiggy coos.
-
864.
>”Come on, let’s get cleaned up. We don’t need anyone seeing us coated with cum.”
-
865.
>You follow Twilight into the shower.
-
866.
-
867.
**********
-
868.
-
869.
>An hour later, and you’re both clean and dry.
-
870.
>The two of you are enjoying a quiet morning in the study.
-
871.
>In spite of the unassuming name, it’s quite spacious.
-
872.
>It’s even bigger than the Golden Oak Library, from what Twilight tells you.
-
873.
>Hand carved shelves hundreds of years old carry tomes of leather and leaf.
-
874.
>Leather which you were relieved to find out isn’t made from the sentient cows of Equestria.
-
875.
>Nor was parchment, funnily enough.
-
876.
>Speaking of which, on the desk before you is a map of Equestria and the surrounding nations.
-
877.
>The Crystal Empire.
-
878.
>Saddle Arabia
-
879.
>Abyssinia
-
880.
>The Griffon Kingdom
-
881.
>A few books and papers surround the map, as well as a thick folder.
-
882.
>Twilight is sipping coffee, burying her face in a book which hovers before her.
-
883.
>She’s surrounded by a fortress of books which have been piling up over the past few months.
-
884.
>You’re pretty sure she’s read some twice.
-
885.
>You’re also pretty sure she’s studying something no book can prepare you for.
-
886.
>As it is, she’s deep in study mode, which likely means you won’t be getting help with your little project.
-
887.
“It looks like the Equestrian and Abyssinian rail lines are the same gauge.”
-
888.
>”Mhm.”
-
889.
“They also have extensive coal resources, but little in the way of steel production. At least compared to us.”
-
890.
>”Mhm.”
-
891.
“Their communication lines are out of date…”
-
892.
>”Mhm.”
-
893.
”If we started in winter…”
-
894.
>”You aren’t planning an invasion with the Chief of Staff again, are you?”
-
895.
>You scoff indignantly.
-
896.
”What? N-pffft. No!”
-
897.
>You quickly slide a folder labeled ‘Invasion Plans’ under a stack of books.
-
898.
>Twilight takes another sip of her coffee and goes back to her book.
-
899.
>”Did you know that foals can hear outside the womb?”
-
900.
“Wait, really?”
-
901.
>”Mhm. In fact, foals can start to recognize individual voices at around eight months!”
-
902.
“Isn’t it around that time?”
-
903.
>Twilight laughs.
-
904.
>”They started kicking when you spoke up a second ago.”
-
905.
>You smile.
-
906.
>”Actually, I need to start playing Beethoofen. Studies say that foals who listen to classical music during development show increased brain activity, especially in the-”
-
907.
>You sigh and listen to your little nerdy horse ramble on.
-
908.
>She’s cute when she goes into her little science expositions.
-
909.
>”-is why I’m really hoping I’m not too late in getting to that. Or what about my diet? I know I’ve been eating enough, but what if the balance of nutrients isn’t conducive to the foals’ development. I could be setting them back by not-”
-
910.
>Uh oh.
-
911.
“Twi.”
-
912.
>“which of course isn’t everything but if they DO want to go to University, I’d want them to get into the best school, but I can’t use my position as Princess to-”
-
913.
“Twi.”
-
914.
>“could go any which way and honestly, I need to prepare for any possi-”
-
915.
“Twilight.”
-
916.
>Twilight pauses and takes a deep breath.
-
917.
“Twilight, I know you like being prepared but don’t you think you spend too much time with those pregnancy books?”
-
918.
>Twilight looks at you, appalled.
-
919.
>”Too much time?”
-
920.
>She sets her book down.
-
921.
>”Prince, books are an important resource for any subject.”
-
922.
“I’m not refuting that. But you were starting to go Twilynanas.”
-
923.
>”I was not! And you’ve been hanging out with Shining too much if you know that word.”
-
924.
“I don’t want you to get upset, Twiggy.”
-
925.
>”Believe it or not, I’m better at this than I used to be. Hormones. That must be it. Hormones causing me to have mood swings and spiral into anxiety attacks.”
-
926.
>You raise an eyebrow.
-
927.
>”It could be!”
-
928.
“I’m pretty sure you’re going through what every first time mother goes through.”
-
929.
>”I just want our foals to have the best outcome possible, Prince,” she says.
-
930.
>She strokes her tummy lovingly.
-
931.
>”No matter how much I read up on this, I still have no idea what I’m doing. That’s never happened before.”
-
932.
“Twilight, you’ll be a better mother than you think.”
-
933.
>”How do you know that,” she says, tail flopping to the side.
-
934.
>Her ears fold back as if she doesn’t believe you.
-
935.
“Because you already are a good mom.”
-
936.
>Twilight blinks with a realization.
-
937.
>”Spike.”
-
938.
“Exactly.”
-
939.
>”But I had help. Celestia took care of him the first few months. And my parents were there with me the whole time.”
-
940.
“Twilight, most people get help from their parents if they can. That’s how it works. I know it isn’t exactly the same, but Spike… deep down he sees you as his mom. And I know you think of him as a son.”
-
941.
>”I… I do.”
-
942.
>You walk over to Twilight and sit down next to her.
-
943.
“He’s grown into a fine young man.”
-
944.
>”Dragon.”
-
945.
”Right. But that’s because of you, Twlight. Because of how you raised him.”
-
946.
“So yeah… you’ve got this.”
-
947.
>Twilight looks relieved.
-
948.
>She nuzzles you and kisses your cheek.
-
949.
>”Thank you, Prince. You always know just what to do.”
-
950.
“Or at least pretend I do.”
-
951.
>”Fake it til you make it works. But I don’t think you’re going to have to fake being the best dad ever.”
-
952.
>Twilight hugs you with her wing and you squeeze the round royal tightly.
-
953.
>”Now go back to your little wargames. Pep talk or not, I’m still reading these books.”
-
954.
“Well excuuuuse me, Princess.”
-
955.
>You tease her ear and she flickers it, rolling her eyes.
-
956.
>You settle back down at your table and read up on some logistics.
-
957.
>It gets close to noon.
-
958.
>You look over at Twilight every now and then.
-
959.
>She’s still engrossed in her literature.
-
960.
>She looks so gorgeous, laying there.
-
961.
>Her tricolored mane is so pretty.
-
962.
>Her fur so soft.
-
963.
>Her teats so big.
-
964.
>You rub your thighs together.
-
965.
>They really are something.
-
966.
>Ever since you knocked her up, those little milk bags have been getting bigger and bigger.
-
967.
>You’re tempted to just go up and squeeze them.
-
968.
>Staring at the fecund filly’s funbags, you notice movement.
-
969.
>Winking actually.
-
970.
>Twilight’s twat gapes open and shut every minute or so.
-
971.
>Your heart quickens just a bit.
-
972.
“Hey, Twiggy. Whatcha readin’?”
-
973.
>”Oh, um. Just a book on how to stay active while pregnant.”
-
974.
“Really. What’s it called?”
-
975.
>No answer.
-
976.
>”What’s it called, babe?”
-
977.
>”It’s er… Fun While Full of Foals.”
-
978.
>Her pussy winks again.
-
979.
“What’s it about?”
-
980.
>”Like I said, it’s about…”
-
981.
>She wiggles her ass and licks her lips.
-
982.
>”Oh, who am I kidding? Can you come over here?”
-
983.
>The duties of a husband are never ending.
-
984.
>”Your Princess needs some attention.”
-
985.
>You sit up and walk towards the mare.
-
986.
>Twilight’s horn glows and she yanks your clothes off before you can protest.
-
987.
>She looks at you and smiles.
-
988.
>”You’re quite the stunning specimen, Prince.”
-
989.
>You can’t help but blush.
-
990.
>”Now get down here.”
-
991.
>You get on your knees and rub Twilight’s tush.
-
992.
>Her rump is so soft and pliant.
-
993.
>She coos as you touch her.
-
994.
>You gently pull her tail and she wiggles in response.
-
995.
>Her winking intensifies.
-
996.
>The equine’s clitoris bulges out, her hungry hole drooling for your manhood.
-
997.
>Your cock bobs up as you tense your lower muscles.
-
998.
>How can this little horse make you so hard so fast?
-
999.
>Twilight parts her pussy with her magic and rolls to her side.
-
1000.
>”Can we skip the foreplay this time?”
-
1001.
>You want to tease her.
-
1002.
>Then again, you’re both horny, so you might as well give the Princess what she wants.
-
1003.
>”As you wish, Princess.”
-
1004.
>You hold one of your wife’s hind legs up and aim your tip at her opening.
-
1005.
>The heat wafts over your dick.
-
1006.
>You scoot forward, trying to keep balance.
-
1007.
>You wobble, and in the second you lose your balance, Twilight’s cunt swallows your dick.
-
1008.
>Her walls hug you and Twilight sighs.
-
1009.
>”I needed this.”
-
1010.
>You grunt.
-
1011.
“I can tell.”
-
1012.
>She’s gripping you so tight you can hardly get further inside.
-
1013.
>But you press on, shoving more of your solid length into the pony.
-
1014.
>Your massive member slides firmly against her clitoris, much to both of your pleasures.
-
1015.
>Twilight’s marehood chokes down inch after inch of human penis until you bottom out against her butt, her lips practically chewing on you.
-
1016.
>The feeling is terrific.
-
1017.
>Already, drips of Twi’s arousal are running down your balls.
-
1018.
>You reach down and grab one of your wife’s udders and feel its firmness in your hand.
-
1019.
>You squeeze.
-
1020.
>Milk squirts out of the pony’s teat, making a puddle on the floor.
-
1021.
>She whinnies and squeezes your shaft.
-
1022.
>”Do that again.”
-
1023.
>You milk the pregnant pony, making her squeak and sigh with every grip of your warm hand around her warm, plush mammary.
-
1024.
>You love how the warm, tender flesh easily gives way, how it feels in your hand.
-
1025.
>You give its sister some love, too, teasing the cream out of Twilight’s dark purple pouches.
-
1026.
>Your lover moans in a sultry voice as you play with her mammaries.
-
1027.
>You could do this all day!
-
1028.
>But the Princess has other things in mind.
-
1029.
>”Further up.”
-
1030.
>You move your hands to her belly.
-
1031.
>”Mmmm. Right there.”
-
1032.
>You run both hands over the baby-stuffed belly, messing up the previously even pattern of purple fur.
-
1033.
>It expands and contracts with the mother’s breathing.
-
1034.
>Her wings twitch as you give her belly some proper loving.
-
1035.
>”Your hands are so soft, Prince. It feels so much better than my hooves.”
-
1036.
”Maybe its a grass is greener sort of thing. I like when you play with my hair with your hooves.”
-
1037.
>Twilight snickers and her pony pussy suckles on your length, prompting you to pump your pelvis into the pregnant Princess.
-
1038.
>Her belly wobbles from the impact.
-
1039.
>You thrust again.
-
1040.
>Again her belly bounces.
-
1041.
>Her titties jiggle in tandem.
-
1042.
>You want to take things slow and steady, however, so you pull back and gently slide back in, feeling around Twilight’s velvety insides with your prick.
-
1043.
>The mare’s vagina guides you in, matching your movements by conforming to your shape as Twilight feels your penis inside her.
-
1044.
>”So good.”
-
1045.
“You’re so smooth inside.”
-
1046.
>You gently make love to the mare, rubbing her tummy, teasing her tail.
-
1047.
>Her heavy breathing and yours are practically the only sounds to be heard.
-
1048.
>You feel a tingling sensation at your tip.
-
1049.
>Twilight’s leg presses into your shoulder.
-
1050.
>Both of you are getting close.
-
1051.
>With every meeting of your hips, your heavy balls press up against Twilight’s udders, dwarfed by the milk-engorged mammaries.
-
1052.
>Between them is Twilight’s sensitive pink nub.
-
1053.
>Firmly yet gently you glide in and out of Twilight, rubbing her belly with both hands.
-
1054.
>You push inside as deep as your dick can go.
-
1055.
>Suddenly, Twilight yelps.
-
1056.
>Her pussy chokes your cock, squeezing it with incredible strength.
-
1057.
>Your body seizes and your member throbs, gushing a torrent of sperm deep into the pony’s depths.
-
1058.
>The two of you are helplessly locked where man and mare were meant to match, riding each other’s waves of ecstasy.
-
1059.
>You pump the pregnant pony full of love, whispering her name like a chant as you expend yourself inside her.
-
1060.
>Twilight breathes sharply through her snout, biting her lip as she stifles moans of lust.
-
1061.
>After what seems like forever, the two of you are left panting.
-
1062.
>Your heart steadies in spite of the intense orgasm, and you pat Twilight’s tummy.
-
1063.
>”Whew… Thank you, Prince. I really needed that.”
-
1064.
“You’re pretty good, yourself. I think I went blind for a sec.”
-
1065.
>The two of you feel wiggles from inside Twiggy’s paunch.
-
1066.
>You pet your babies and smile.
-
1067.
>”Feeling them move inside me is so strange. But I love it.”
-
1068.
>She places a hoof over your hand.
-
1069.
>”I’m going to miss being pregnant.”
-
1070.
“All good things…”
-
1071.
>”Which is why you’re going to put some more foals in me as soon as these little ones are born.”
-
1072.
“Wait, what?”
-
1073.
>”You heard me.”
-
1074.
>Twilight’s horn glows and she levitates the book she was reading.
-
1075.
>”There’s plenty of pregnancy sex positions in this book. And we’re going to do every. Single. One.”
-
1076.
>Twilight grins evilly.
-
1077.
>You look into her eyes nervously.
-
1078.
>Twilight takes the opportunity to sneak in a kiss.
-
1079.
>”I love you, Prince.”
-
1080.
”I love you, Princess.”
-
1081.
>You lay the mare on her back and rub her belly.
-
1082.
“Now get ready for round two. I’ve got some experiments of my own.”
-
1083.
>Twilight laughs as you dive down on her.
-
1084.
-
1085.
The End
by GFM_Lewdendorff
by GFM_Lewdendorff
by GFM_Lewdendorff
by GFM_Lewdendorff
by GFM_Lewdendorff