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Granite and Fireweed

By HornyDerp
Created: 2024-03-31 20:17:53
Expiry: Never

  1. >You are Granite Peaks, a Snowpony stallion with a talent for navigation and mountaineering, and right now you’re seriously questioning why you didn’t delay your journey
  2. >You and your mate Fireweed are travelling from Snowpitt to Fell Fir, a small Western village in a mountain clearing
  3. >Fireweed is an expert forager and talented with medicinal herbs and healing salves and potions.
  4. >Usually, you embark on a short journey to nearer Southern and Western settlements hawking your wares to those who didn’t make Snowpitt’s Great Calling, return during the mares’ season in the spring and then take a longer journey before returning again before winter really sets in
  5. >Your usual route to Fell Fir takes you through a mountain pass with some steep and rough terrain
  6. >However, this year the shamares told you that the omens and a few guardian spirits warned that it may be unusually hazardous. There may be storms coming down from the mountains later than normal, they said.
  7. >There was another route through the forest and up a steeper, winding path. This was invariably a safe path, but added much time to the journey
  8. >You deliberated with your mare, and decided to take the risk of the more straightforward route
  9. >You’d rather not deal with your mare’s heat away from home if you could help it. You had a limited personal supply of herbs to ease heat, but they only reduced the symptoms
  10. >You’ve been wedded two years now and are somewhat anxious about bringing a foal into the picture.
  11. >Hardly unusual, some couples have foals right away, some wait. Often, it’s just anxiety. As with the two of you
  12. >Things had started out smoothly as you went through a few Southern towns and a village on the edge of Western lands
  13. >The last couple days on the trail had been fine. Today….
  14. >Today you’ve been blasted by wind and snow. It’s been a fight to get up the mountain. You also can’t shake the feeling you aren’t alone
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  16. >There have long been rumors of another race of ponies stalking the mountains and the more remote corners of the forests and plains
  17. >Fearsome giants, who would spirit away unwary or lost travelers
  18. >However, some tales painted them as primitive, but harmless. These were the minority however
  19. >A few traveling ponies, like your own village’s explorer Ice Elation, claim to have seen or met them. Ponies still are not sure if these are tall tales. From her tellings, it’s unclear whether they are friend or foe
  20. >”Granite! Maybe… maybe we need to find a place to camp and wait for the storm to pass!”
  21. >The winds are howling and cold pierces through your fur, and the path ahead is along the bottom of some steep slopes
  22. >But if you push through, you may be able to reach Fell Fir by nightfall!
  23. >”…We need to try to at least get through this valley Fire! If it gets too bad we can stop for today!”
  24. >”…..OK, dear”
  25. >”Hey, it will be alright! Spirits willing, we-“
  26. >You could’ve sworn you just saw a pony’s head move out of sight from a cliff
  27. >A big one….Surely just a trick of the fog and blowing snow
  28. >Right?
  29. >”Granite?”
  30. >”Hm? Oh…it’s nothing, little feesh. Spirits willing, we’ll make it through. Let’s go”
  31. >You nuzzle snoots and each other’s necks before continuing on
  32. >Gradually you make your way across the valley, fighting the wind with every step
  33. >Then, it happens
  34. >About halfway across the valley, you hear and feel a rumbling from your left
  35. > You can’t see up the slope well, but it rapidly gains force
  36. >Then you see the massive white cloud coming at you. It’s an avalanche!
  37. >”RUN!”
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  39. >Both of you take off at full tilt trying to outrun the wall of snow
  40. >But it’s rapidly gaining ground
  41. >Then Fireweed trips
  42. >”FIREWEED NO!!!!!”
  43. >You throw yourself over your mare, knowing it’s futile as wall of snow overtakes you
  44. >You close your eyes…..she’ll probably beat you into the ground at the calling for insisting on this trip
  45. >Your consciousness eventually returns…..but you’re pretty sure you’re somehow still alive
  46. >You feel warm, and as your eyes flutter open, you seem to be in a cave?
  47. >By some miracle, you don’t seem to have any serious injuries
  48. >”F-fireweed?”
  49. >”…Granite?”
  50. >Oh thank the spirits, she’s alive!
  51. >She’s laying not far from you. Both of you are laying on…some kind of fur? Fortunately she seems to be relatively unharmed as well
  52. >”Fire, I’m so sorry! I should have listened to the shamares!! I don-mmmlph!”
  53. >Fireweed shuts you up with a kiss. You make out, tears in your eyes and hugging Fireweed around her withers
  54. >”HEY TINY PONIES WAKE UP!!!!”
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  56. >The booming, gruff voice startles both of you. You cannot tell exactly where it’s coming from
  57. >”Granite…am I?”
  58. >”No. I heard it too”
  59. >”You don’t think….I never thought they were real, but-“
  60. >Fireweed is then interrupted by an equally loud and rough, but much more feminine voice
  61. >”JOY!! NOW WE FEAST WITH TINY PONIES!!!”
  62. >Fireweed is frozen in fear. You hold her tight, ready to rise to your feet
  63. >You aren’t sure how big this cave is or which way is out
  64. >You hear hoofsteps coming from behind you
  65. “Fire, get ready to run”
  66. >As the hoofsteps get closer, you prepare yourself to fight
  67. >Two very large shadows come around a corner
  68. >You and Fire bring your snoots together and share breath. You nod, and she takes off down the cave, hopefully out.
  69. >You turn around just as they turn the corner
  70. >Abominable Snowponies
  71. >They’re roughly three times your size, the stallion is slightly larger
  72. >The stallion is mostly a dark gray, with white fetlocks and a stripe on his snout. The inverse of your coat
  73. >The mare is mostly reddish-brown with a sandy mane
  74. >both have goofy smiles, made somewhat menacing by the large fangs both have
  75. >The stallion then speaks
  76. >”TINY PONIES! WE- HEY, WHY TINY STALLION SO MAD? WHAT HAPPEN TO TINY MARE?”
  77. >”YOU BEASTS MIGHT EAT ME, BUT YOU’LL NEVER FIND HER!!!”
  78. >You buck at the stallion, but it doesn’t seem to have much affect other than both looking shocked and offended before the mare speaks
  79. >”HUH? EAT YOU? WHY WE EAT TINY PONIES? WE SAVE YOU FROM SNOW FALL, TINY PONY VERY RUDE!”
  80. >”We woke up in this cave, with no idea how we got here, and then heard voices talking about ‘feasting with us’!
  81. >This time the stallion answers
  82. >”WE SEE TINY PONIES OUT IN STORM, THEN SNOW FALL COMES FOR TINY PONIES!
  83. >WE AFRAID TINY PONIES DEAD, DIG OUT TINY PONIES. BRING YOU BACK TO CAVE!
  84. >LUCKY TINY PONIES NO HURT, BROKEN LEGS VERY BAD!
  85. >WE HEAR TINY PONIES TALK, COME SHARE FOOD WITH TINY PONIES BUT TINY PONIES THINK WE EAT THEM!”
  86. >You start to feel bad for assuming the worst of your rescuers, but aren’t fully convinced
  87. >”Y-you have food? How do I know-“
  88. >Before you finish, the mare turns back around the corner and immediately comes back with a basket of smoked fish
  89. >”SEE? WE KEEP LOTS OF FEESH, WANT TO SHARE WITH TINY PONIES!”
  90. >The stallion had disappeared, and was now coming back around the corner with…
  91. >”…Where did you catch that thing?! It’s massive!!”
  92. >”IN RIVER”
  93. >You don’t know of any rivers nearby that could sustain a fish that large. Then he pulls another into the chamber
  94. >You decide not to question it. The stallion continues
  95. >”TINY MARE NOT GET FAR ANYWAY, SHE GO TO BACK OF CAVE.”
  96. >You follow the two Abominables to the back of the cave and find Fireweed hiding behind a rock, near a crack too small to fit through
  97. >After a little while of convincing, she comes back with you
  98. >”ME FANG! CATCH LOTS OF FEESH WITH BIG FANGS!! SHE KINDLE. GET WOOD, MAKE FIRE!”
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  100. >”ME VERY GOOD WITH FIRE! LEARN SPARKY ROCK AS FILLY, BURN FUR A LOT! RUN THROUGH MOUNTAIN, WOODS WITH FANG. KICK DOWN TREES!”
  101. >The rumors about them being…simpler ponies are definitely true, but at least they’re friendly
  102. >After a while of their story of simple life in their cave and the wilds, you remember something
  103. >”SO THAT’S HOW ME CATCH GIANT FEESH WITH TAIL! WE-“
  104. >”Wow, that’s amazing! I don’t know a fisherpony who can come close to your skill! Hey, you didn’t happen to find our packs? We were carrying supplies to another village.”
  105. >This time Kindle answers
  106. >”OH YEAH, WE FIND TINY PONY BAGS! SPILL ALL OVER FIELD. WE GET WHAT WE CAN BEFORE STORM TOO BAD! HAD TO GET TINY PONIES OUT OF COLD!”
  107. >They lead you down a short, split path further down the cave
  108. >The spices are there, the fever potions are mostly there
  109. >A decent amount of your wares and some of your supplies are still present
  110. >Your stomach drops when you realize the heat herb is entirely missing
  111. >Those weren’t entirely for trade. With them, Fireweed’s heat is much more manageable for both of you
  112. >You’re going to have to cut your journey short, even if the Abominables and villagers can help you with basic supplies
  113. >Hopefully it doesn’t start before you can get close to home. Not to mention the possible disappointment of Weed having to stay with the young and unwed mares for the worst of it
  114. >You’ll deal with it when it comes
  115. >You thank the Abominables for saving what they could. After sharing a meal of roasted fish with them, you stay for the night. Fang offers to let you stay until the storm leaves
  116. >A couple days go by, and the storm rages.
  117. >After three days, Fang has to leave to go get more food. Firewood is still plentiful, so kindle stays behind
  118. >”Are you sure it’s a good idea?”
  119. >”FIRE WEED NO WORRY, ME STRONG PONY! ME BATTLE STORM FOR FOOD BEFORE, COME BACK EVERY TIME! STILL NOT SAFE FOR TINY PONIES!”
  120. >He’s supposed to come back tomorrow
  121. >Day 4 in the cave
  122. >You wake up. The fire is low, it’s probably very early. Fireweed fell asleep next to you and Kindle is across the room.
  123. >Then, as you breath in, your lip involuntarily raises
  124. >And it hits you
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  126. >Exactly what you were hoping to avoid on the road
  127. >The musty, yet vaguely grassy and invigorating scent of your wife’s estrus
  128. >Except there’s something else as well
  129. >A very strong, overwhelming scent that makes you dizzy, and practically forces your spear out of your sheath
  130. >Kindle
  131. >She’s in heat too
  132. >Wonderful
  133. >Part of your mind leans toward temptation, wondering how sex with an Abominable Snowmare would work
  134. >You smack yourself between the eyes and remind yourself Fang might not be so happy if you mounted his mare
  135. >You try walking outside, but the storm rages on. The cold makes your spear retreat, but eventually you’re forced back inside into the heat tinged air
  136. >You go further back into the cave, trying to not wake up either of the mares
  137. >You’re at least going to take care of things yourself
  138. >You go far back enough into the cave where you won’t be noticed
  139. >You hear Fireweed sleepily call your name in the distance
  140. >You think back to the last time you made love before this trip as you smack your belly with your spear
  141. >You loved it when she laid on her back so you could see her face, but you’d done it both ways plenty
  142. >Spurts of essence dribbled from your spear down off the edge of the floor in the room you were in
  143. >You remembered looking down at the blissful expression on Fireweed’s face, as you rubbed her teats with your hoof and thrust into her
  144. >Just as you get to the point where you tounge wrestled her, you flare and shoot your seed over the edge
  145. >Nopony will be any wiser
  146. >Now that your senses are returning after your climax, you notice…interesting noises in the direction you came back from
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  148. >You can clearly hear some moans and nickers
  149. >Are they…..?
  150. >You turn back around the corner
  151. >You’re not sure what you were expecting to see but you’re glad you just relieved your urges
  152. >Clearly the fertility magic of estrus has overwhelmed them as if they’re first heat fillies
  153. >Kindle has managed to massage Fireweed’s entrance with the very edge of her hoof
  154. >Fireweed, meanwhile, has been rubbing and licking Kindle’s pebble. Which is more like a rock given the sheer size of the mare
  155. >The smell in the room is something else. Two mares in heat is one thing, But Kindle’s scent is much more intense
  156. >Your spear is stirring back to life
  157. >You stand frozen in place as both your wife and the Abominable Snowmare whinny loudly as their essence gushes onto the floor.
  158. >You can barely think straight over the smell and run outside into the snowstorm to clear your head
  159. >After some fresh air and another masturbation session, you head back inside
  160. >Kindle and Fireweed are snuggling together. Fire blushes heavily when she sees you
  161. >You involuntarily raise your lip again and take in their fertility
  162. >Aside from the heavy scent of “mare”, one fairly normal and one slightly off, you can tell Fireweed from the earthy, almost herbal scent just beneath it
  163. >Meaning the woody scent has to be coming from Kindle
  164. >”H-hey Granite. Guess you already know we’re in heat…”
  165. >”Yes, my little sprout. At least *whuf* …at least I can enjoy my favorite scent”
  166. >You chuckle as your spear begins to stir within your sheath again and you come over to nuzzle and share breath with your mare
  167. >”AWWWW, TINY PONIES CUTE TOGETHER! WISH FANG WERE BACK. STRONG FIRE INSIDE…”
  168. >”…NEED SNU SNU FROM FANG, NEED FANG SQUIRT INSIDE….”
  169. >Both of you blush furiously from Kindle’s bluntness, but
  170. >”Snu snu?” whispers Fireweed
  171. >”Probably their word for mating…speaking of…?”
  172. >You’re at full mast again after releasing yourself twice. You want to give Fireweed “snu snu” so badly, but…
  173. >First and foremost, you’re somewhat being pressed by circumstance. Beforehand, Fireweed had said she wasn’t sure she was ready for a foal just yet
  174. >You wouldn’t deny her relief if she demanded it, but part of you wants to stay away to respect her wishes when her mind wasn’t clouded
  175. >Second, even if she backed you into a corner with her rump and demanded you plant your seed in her, you need time to build up your seed again after your belly smacking
  176. >”I….”
  177. >She involuntarily whickers and whinnies, the blush returning
  178. >Oh ancestors. It’s going to be a strong one
  179. >”I- I am still nervous to be a mother….but with everything that’s gotten us in this cave…and the storm…”
  180. >She closes her eyes and shudders as her tail briefly lifts and her juices splatter on the floor
  181. >It…It almost feels… like this was meant to happen”
  182. >”Granite…If the ancestors or the spirits will it……Oh It’s getting bad again, Just…”
  183. >”Can you give me a little space for a moment…?
  184. >Your response is briefly interrupted by Kindle, who has started rubbing her rear against the cave wall. She is moaning and whinnying
  185. >”Very well…if you need me, you can come to me…I need time to uh, refill, anyway”
  186. >You lean forward for a little tongue wrestle with your mare, possibly about to be the mother of your foals, with both excitement and anxiety in your heart
  187. >As you head back into the rear chamber and try to snooze for a bit, Fireweed heads back over to Kindle
  188. >You slip into a dream. You are walking outside in the snow and the wind
  189. >It seems at first that you are alone
  190. >Suddenly the wind calms, and you feel something approach. Multiple somethings
  191. >Your ears involuntarily rotate back at the sound of a gentle breeze
  192. >You turn around and see multiple whispy, green-white fiery orbs drifting through the air
  193. >Two of them seem to stop, hovering over you. One of them quickly pivots and heads back the way you came
  194. >As you try to approach the lingering flame, it floats out of reach before heading off at a slower pace in the same direction as the other one
  195. >You turn and follow it, as you begin to hear Fireweed calling out for you, and her scent becomes stronger and stronger
  196. >Right as you reach the cave, you wake up
  197. >The combined mare scent has penetrated further back into the cave, and your spear stirs to life as you do
  198. >Your sack feels heavier now too
  199. >You head back into the front and see Fireweed and Kindle sharing breath and lightly kissing
  200. >Your spear slides all the way out and hits your stomach
  201. >Apparently Fireweed could hear it and gets up, slowly coming your way with her tail lifted
  202. >”Granite…It’s…This heat, my special magic…it’s overwhelming. I can really only keep my head somewhat clear from Kindle’s…help”
  203. >”I know I said before….”
  204. >”…Granite…”
  205. >”HELLO EVERY PONY!!!! FANG BACK WITH WOOD!!!”
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  207. >”BRING LOTS OF MUSHROOM AND FEESH TOO”
  208. >Well, that’s one way to destroy tension
  209. >As Fang hauls his cargo into the cave, however, he stops and sniffs the air before raising his lip
  210. >”FANG! ME BURNING AND ITCHY INSIDE! GIVE ME SNU SNU, ME WANT YOU IN ME!!!”
  211. >You want to look away, but the size of Fang’s emerging spear…
  212. >It’s easily the width of one of your legs
  213. >This is getting a bit awkward
  214. >Fang loudly chuffs as his spear swings up and hits his belly
  215. >”K-KINDLE SMELL READY….SO…SO GOOD. KINDLE NO WORRY”
  216. >He nearly forgets to bring his haul into the cave
  217. >Kindle turns her rear towards him and lifts her tail, her pebble winking out hard and her entrance drooling
  218. >Her eyes are gazing off and she’s snorting hard with every breath
  219. >Fang trots over and laps at her, practically burying his snout inside her
  220. >He comes up with a big sniff before diving back in, earning whines, nickers, and whinnies from her
  221. >You find your trance broken by Fireweed bumping into your side and hugging your neck behind hers
  222. >”Heh. They’re quite distracting huh, Granite”
  223. >You wicker at her
  224. >”Yes, but I believe you were telling me something?”
  225. >You take another breath of her scent, tempted to follow Fang’s example and bury yourself in Fire’s passage
  226. >Fireweed steps out in front of you, face to face
  227. >She’s looking straight in your eyes, yet her gaze is hazy and distant
  228. >”….Granite Peaks….I…I can’t lie, I’m still somewhat afraid…”
  229. >”But with you…I know we can…”
  230. >”Look, we’ve made it together this long, and now everything on this trip…”
  231. >Fireweed shudders, looks down, takes a few deep breaths, and looks back to you
  232. >”It feels like the spirits….are trying to tell us something”
  233. >You start, “Fireweed, I don’t want you to feel-“
  234. >”No, Granite. This heat is intense, but it’s more than that! We survived the avalanche, we were brought to this cave, right in time….”
  235. >”We’ve joined together before, but not when I’m…like this”
  236. >She leans forward and shares breath with you
  237. >”Right now, I think the time is right…I think we-“
  238. >Fireweed is once again interrupted by the Abominable couple
  239. >Kindle whinnies loudly as her essence splashes onto the floor and Fang snorts
  240. >”PUT IT IN!!! SPRAY WARMTH INSIDE!!!”
  241. >Fang rears up, hooks his forehooves around her hips, and starts trying to thrust into Kindle
  242. >Your renewed trance and gaze is broken as you feel yourself throb and dribble some of your essence onto the floor
  243. >”Granite!”
  244. >You turn back to your mare
  245. >”Granite! It’s so overwhelming! I need you….I just!”
  246. >A loud squelching and a whinny interrupt
  247. >”Granite…..I can barely hold it together….my magic is surging in me…”
  248. >”Right now…I…I need to feel your weight on my back…I want us to feel our joy and love together…I want to feel….y..your warm seed flowing inside……”
  249. >”….And if a spirit should come to our calling….Then so be it!”
  250. >She turns around and lifts her tail, her winking entrance and strong scent drawing you closer
  251. >”As you wish, my love….but only if I get a taste first….”
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  253. >Fireweed whickers and sways her rump back and forth as you take in another breath of her scent, lip raised
  254. >Her scent and her magic makes your mind fade and your spear smack and stay pressed against your belly before falling back down
  255. >Barely thinking, and faintly registering the sounds of “snu snu” next to you, you lean in and plant a sloppy kiss on Fireweed’s entrance
  256. >You can feel her winks as you lick her hind lips and lap up her essence
  257. >Every breath you take in, your consciousness fades a bit more as your tongue delves deeper into her passage
  258. >Fire is snorting and whickering and scraping the ground with her hoof as your tongue laps against a spot at the top of her passage
  259. >All you can focus on is the salty, tangy flavor of your mare, a strange mix with her musty, grassy, herbal mare scent
  260. >Essence is drooling from your spear, which is firmly held against your belly now
  261. >Fire whines and stomps the floor, bringing your attention back along with a breath of outside, yet still heavily heat charged, air
  262. >You briefly glance over to Fang thrusting his spear into Kindle, both only making primal noises
  263. >Looking back at Fireweed, her pebble winks out at you rapidly
  264. >You dive back under her tail and on another wink, you take it into your mouth and suckle it
  265. >Her head shoots up and she whines as you swirl your tongue around her pebble and lap up her juices
  266. >You press your nostrils into her entrance and take in her scent again as she whinnies and a wave of her essence hits your muzzle
  267. >Over to the left, more snorting and whinnying,
  268. >Barely aware, overwhelmed by Fireweed’s scent, your spear painfully hard, you turn to Kindle and Fang
  269. >Fang is thrusting hard into Kindle, producing loud squelching
  270. >He gives one last big thrust, then gives several pushes forward before jabbing in hard and giving a deep whinny
  271. >His spear is throbbing and you can almost hear it as he cools Kindle’s heat
  272. >Fireweed then backs into you with a sharp whine
  273. >Her rear is high in the air and she winks rapidly
  274. >You freeze, looking between her face and her rear
  275. >Her face is blushing heavily and she’s panting
  276. >Simultaneously staring at you and your spear and off into nowhere, she struggles to just barely get the words out
  277. >”….breed me…..”
  278. >Without a word, just a snort, you rear up and grab your wife’s hips
  279. >You madly thrust at her
  280. >The first few miss, rubbing your spear through her fur, against her teats, dangerously close to her tailhole
  281. >Her floof sends some tingles up your spear, but nothing compared to when you finally catch inside her winking entrance
  282. >One thrust sends you halfway inside before a tight clench halts you and Fire moans
  283. >You go cross eyed
  284. >This isn’t the first time you and Fireweed have mated
  285. >But her heat….
  286. >You can really see why it’s called “heat”. She’s far hotter inside than any other time you’ve joined together
  287. >Her winks and clenches are much harder and tighter and more desperately frequent
  288. >And while she always gets very wet for you, you’re practically submerged in her essence
  289. >One more thrust as you pull her against you and you’re all the way in
  290. >She wickers as you hit a wall. Her womb
  291. >A mare’s second magical reservoir, her essence overflows from here
  292. >With your aid, ready to physically shape another life, and nurture and bind a wild spirit and ready it for its journey among your tribe
  293. >None of this is really close to mind, just the faint notion that you’ve hit her womb
  294. >You grab her belly tighter and rest more of your weight on her as you pull back
  295. >Intense waves of pleasure shoot up through your spear and behind your groin as she clamps down
  296. >Even with all her essence flowing, she’s still paradoxically tight. Her walls both smooth and bumpy all around you
  297. >With most of your length outside, you thrust back in hard
  298. >Fireweed nickers as your sack swings forward and taps her pebble
  299. >With each withdrawl and thrust, every clench from your mare, you feel warmer and hazier
  300. >It’s as if you are both melting together into a single being, overwhelmed by a haze of pleasure
  301. >You snort with every throb and shock of pleasure catching behind the root of your spear
  302. >Fireweed stomps the floor as she whinnies. She gushes around you again as you throb hard enough to simultaneously feel muscles clench behind your spear and up into your lower belly
  303. >It stops you breathing for a moment
  304. >In the distance, you can dimly sense Kindle and Fang are mating again
  305. >You’re snapped out of focus as the very tip of your spear is getting even more sensitive
  306. >Fireweed is staring forward, panting and whickering as you thrust harder and faster
  307. >Your essence is dribbling out at an almost constant flow
  308. >You can’t even tell how long you’ve been at it, but you can tell you’re getting close
  309. >Another tight, swirling clench lines up perfectly with you pulling out
  310. >You whinny and your eyes roll back and then suddenly your muzzle is right by Fireweed’s
  311. >Your eyes close as an overwhelming shock rolls back up your spear, catching as your groin gets tighter and tighter, and the spasm in your belly winds you again
  312. >When you open your eyes…
  313. >For the rest of your days you will insist to Fireweed you can faintly remember the moment
  314. >You can’t really contemplate what you see in the moment
  315. >But the cave is bathed in a reddish purple
  316. >It almost looks like flames, but….Not quite?
  317. >They billow through the whole space
  318. >You can see however, that they’re originating from two places
  319. >Inside Fireweed
  320. >And inside Kindle
  321. >Deep inside, where you and Fang thrust towards
  322. >But that is not all
  323. >Two whispy, greenish white fireballs hover near both mares
  324. >Floating all around them, but never venturing too far from their bellies
  325. >You don’t stop through this moment, but you eventually thrust in and the resulting jolt forces your eyes shut again
  326. >You groan, and when you open your eyes again, it’s all gone
  327. >After a few more thrusts, your face is in Fireweed’s again, and you are sharing breath
  328. >Then your sensitized tip suddenly swells bigger
  329. >You try to pull back again, but find you are locked deep inside Fireweed
  330. >The pressure inside you is almost too much to bear
  331. >You continue giving short jabs forward
  332. >You’re right on the edge, when somehow Fireweed pushes her tongue into you’re mouth
  333. >You lean your head in and feverishly kiss your wife
  334. >At the same time you thrust forward as hard as you can with your flared tip and your spear kisses her womb
  335. >Overwhelmed by pleasure, you whinny into her mouth
  336. >The tension in your groin and belly snaps
  337. >You plant your seed
  338. >You pull back from the kiss for air as you grunt and snort
  339. >Pulse after intense pulse flows from your sack down your spear and into Fireweed’s womb
  340. >You jab in with every thrust and fully lay your upper half on her back, enjoying the familiar, less sexual scent of your loving wife
  341. >Fireweed can only pant and snort, surely relived that you’re putting out her fire
  342. >Things have gotten quieter in the whole cave, the Abominables must’ve finished again too
  343. >Eventually, you give all the seed you have and the pulses stop
  344. >Your spear softens, but you don’t want to leave Fireweed’s depths just yet
  345. >You thrust forward one last time and your sheathe pushes into her hind lips
  346. >She’s still winking, but not as intensely
  347. >Fireweed finally turns to look at you
  348. >”…That….Oh Ancestors, that was incredible Granite…”
  349. >”It….Oh wow, I can feel your seed inside me. But it’s much deeper…I can feel my womb…”
  350. >”Well, I suspect you’re going to be feeling it a lot…this next year, Fire”
  351. >Anxiety returns to Fireweeds eyes, right as you’re no longer able to stay inside her passage
  352. >As your spear is forced out, you dismount and move in front of her
  353. >”Fireweed, I’m still nervous too…but I know you have it in you to be a great mother”
  354. >”And it’s not like we’ll be alone in raising any foal that comes…And I don’t plan on being anywhere but with you”
  355. >You nudge your snouts together and share breath for what seems like hours, ending it in a gentle, tired kiss
  356. >”TINY PONIES CUTE COUPLE….ME NO IMAGINE LIFE WITH NO KINDLE”
  357. >Both of you turn around
  358. >Kindle and Fireweed are laying on the floor together, both clearly exhausted
  359. >For some inexplicable reason, nopony says anymore and you and fireweed stumble over to the front of the couple
  360. >Kindle shifts so she’s belly to belly with Fang
  361. >The two of you nuzzle into the incredibly floofy front of their barrels, just below their necks
  362. >The four of you pass into slumber
  363. >
  364. >
  365. >
  366. >That was three years ago
  367. >Later that day and again the next morning, you mated many times with Fireweed, as did Fang and Kindle
  368. >The evening of the fifth day in the cave, the storm finally let up
  369. >On the sixth day, you took the supplies you still had, thanked your rescuers and hosts for their hospitality, and made the rest of the way to Fell Fir
  370. >There was much commotion when you finally arrived, almost a week late
  371. >You quickly sold the remaining wares you had
  372. >You and Fireweed debated telling of your meeting Abominable Snowponies, but decide against it
  373. >You’ve seen the disbelief and also the unwanted attention such stories can bring
  374. >But also because your encounter took such an intimate turn
  375. >You tell the villagers that you barely dug out from the avalanche, lost supples in the snow and in your attempt to find shelter, and bunked down in a cave
  376. >You were so disoriented, you weren’t sure if you could find it again
  377. >But after the storm, you managed to make your way back to the path
  378. >This seems to placate most of them
  379. >A couple younger shamares give you a look that says they suspect something, but say nothing to you
  380. >You pass messages on with other travellers in all directions with your story and warning that the usual supply run was off
  381. >Two days later, you began the return trek through the forest, down the alternate path, and back to Snowpitt
  382. >From what you heard later, there were more foals born that year than normal in several other Southern and Western villages
  383. >Including your foal
  384. >Fireweed’s heat disappeared completely by the second day in Fell Fir and her next cycle never came
  385. >Over the next year, her womb swelled with life, and you stayed as close to her side as you could
  386. >Fish didn’t catch itself, after all
  387. >Eventually, spring rolled around again. And after much effort from Fireweed, you both finally met the spirit you brought into your tribe
  388. >A tiny colt. A faint brown coat from his mother fading into your gray fetlocks and snout and a white mane
  389. >Both you and your exhausted wife kiss with tears in your eyes as your foal suckles from her
  390. >You both come up with a name fairly quickly
  391. >The very reason he is with you now. Mountain Squall
  392. >That year and the next, relatives had taken over your route and assisted in foraging so you could care for the foal
  393. >This year though…
  394. >He’s been running around playing with other foals, but you both also carry him around as he isn’t at the age to grasp snow walking yet
  395. >He still does some young foal things, like clacking his teeth at strange ponies, but these things are starting to fade
  396. >You’ve discussed with your relatives and the elders
  397. >”Mama feesh!”
  398. >Fireweed has indeed been preparing fish stew, he’s hungry
  399. >As you all sit down to dinner, you discuss what you’ve heard from travelers, spirits, and the traveler spirit
  400. >Conditions are mild on the mountain trail to Fell Fir, a bit milder than normal for this time of year
  401. >You’ve been going back and forth on whether to do this now
  402. >After a bit more discussion, the decision is made
  403. >
  404. >
  405. >
  406. >And now, here you all are
  407. >Mountain Squall is in his carrier slung around Fireweed’s barrel
  408. >You’ve been making good time to Fell Fir, and you’re in the middle of the valley where this all started
  409. >…And once again, you can’t shake the feeling you’re not alone
  410. >You keep gazing up into the mountains, but you don’t see anything
  411. >”Pony!”
  412. >Mountain Squall is pointing a hoof out ahead, where another pony has indeed emerged from some trees in the distance
  413. >”Hello there, traveler!”
  414. > The pony says nothing in response to you, but starts cantering to you
  415. >The pony, who seems to be a stallion, has a red-brown coat, with tan hindquarters and fetlocks, and a gray mane
  416. >But something’s off as he gets closer, something in his eyes
  417. >Fireweed calls out “Do you need help with something?”
  418. >No response
  419. >The pony stops just short of you
  420. >And….bows his head slightly, and chews at nothing
  421. >Clacking his teeth
  422. >Like a foal….
  423. >You give a puzzled glance to Fireweed
  424. >But before you can say anything, you are interrupted by a loud, booming voice
  425. >”TINY PONIES CAME BACK!!”

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