A Shimmering Stomach

by GFM Lewdendorff
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>Be Anon
>Be playing Mario Kart
>Be in the Zone
>You exhale heavily, concentrating with all your might.
>You’re sitting on the floor, your back against the couch while you sit cross-legged in your pajama bottoms and a t-shirt.
>Your left thumb wiggles back and forth as you power slide Yoshi’s kart along the racing line.
>Your right hand manages the throttle and brakes, carefully timing each.
>You burst through another item block that you don’t need.
>Your lead is substantial.
>But this is Mario Kart.
>Anything can happen at any time.
>As if on cue:
>Thwack!
>You’re thumped in the back of the head, yet again.
>”Slow down, Big Guy. Give a girl a break.”
>The voice comes from above and behind you.
>It’s your opponent.
>Your rival.
>Your wife.
>Sunset shimmer is sitting on the couch right behind you.
>Controller in hand, her movements differ only slightly from yours.
>You shake your head.
“Oh, no. I’m not letting myself get beat this early in the morning.”
>”Relax, Big Guy. It’s just a game.”
>She squeezes you with her smooth, orange thighs.
>Her bare legs are draped over your shoulders, her feet dangling near your lap.
>She’s wearing panties, and one of your t-shirts, which is several sizes too big for her.
>Or it would be.
>Because right now, that big shirt of yours is being stretched to the limit.
>The small woman isn’t so small anymore.
>Sunset sports a supersized stomach, and your shirt just barely contains the woman’s enlarged breasts and bellybutton, an ample amount of orange underbelly exposed.
>Her tummy is so massive, that at the moment, it’s serving as a sort of headrest for you.
>Normally you like using her belly as a pillow, but right now you’re not so lucky.
>Thwack!
“Sunny,” you whine.
“Tell the babies to stop kicking me.”
>Sunset giggles.
>”They know who’s team they’re on. Don’t you, Little Guys.”
>You hear sunset pat her stomach lovingly before she reaches an item block.
“We’re raising cheaters.”
>”Gamers,” Sunset corrects you.
>You hear Shimmer laugh with schadenfreude as lightning strikes your kart, shrinking you and massively slowing you down.
“Awww, come on!”
>You correct yourself quickly, but the reduced speed gives Shimmer enough time to catch up to you.
>”Sorry, babe. All’s fair in love and video games.”
>You grumble and continue your efforts.
>This is racing, randomized bullshit be damned.
>Suddenly, your wife lifts her legs.
>She rotates her ankles so her feet are blocking your view of your part of the screen.
“Hey! I can’t see!”
>”Whoops! Sorry, Big Guy.”
>She lowers her legs back to where they were, and wiggles her toes.
“You’re doing this on purpose.”
>Sunset shifts on the couch, feigning innocence.
>”I just had to stretch, babe.”
>She yawns as if to back up her statement.
>You sigh with relief as you finally make it past the finish line in first.
>Sunset’s just a few seconds behind.
>“I’ll get you next round,” she assures you.
“Press X to doubt.”
>You feel those thighs squeeze you again and as the next race starts, Sunset again wiggles her toes near your lap.
>Those little digits of her serve just enough of a distraction to throw you off of of the starting boost.
“Dammit!”
>Unfortunately for you, that toe wiggling of hers is just enough to make you aware of the subtle scent of her soles.
>Nothing foul or intense, of course.
>But not soapy or clean, either.
>Natural. Savory.
>Like, well, her.
>You curse whatever past trauma made you like feet and the aromatics thereof and do your best to keep on racing, but you feel yourself slipping.
>It only gets worse when Sunny adjusts her seating on the couch and her feet press into your lap.
“Uh… Sunny Bunny? W-what’re you doing?”
>”Nothing,” she says in a wry manner that says she’s DEFINITELY doing SOMETHING.
>She rubs your thighs with her feet and gives them a gentle squeeze.
>You squirm as you feel a stirring between your legs.
>You grunt as Sunny leans forward in concentration, pushing her belly against your head.
>You feel like Atlas trying to hold the celestial spheres.
>This is getting out of hand.
>Now there are two of them!
“Sunny!”
>”What’s wrong, Big Guy? Getting distracted?”
”Feet AND Belly? This is insane!”
>You bump into a wall, losing precious speed.
>Sunset rubs your growing groin with the balls of her feet.
>”I don’t hear this little guy complaining.”
>You groan as the gravid girl assaults you from above and below, her bulging belly forcing your head low, making your view of the screen much less convenient.
>Things take a turn for the worse when her toes find their target.
>By feel alone, your wife is able to find the fly of your pajamas.
>Parting the flaps of fabric, she continues probing the next obstacle: your underwear.
>You twist your hips, but with her belly and legs keeping you in place, and a race to focus on, the odds are stacked against you.
>You manage to place a banana right on a difficult curve when you feel your cock burst free of its prison, along with balls that feel overburdened with seed.
“SUNNY!”
>”GOTCHA!”
>Before you can even think of escaping your lover’s grasp, Sunset’s supple soles seize your swollen sausage.
>You bite your lip as her soft feet knead and caress your length, a moan emanating from your chest as her peds prod at your penis.
>Sunset laughs as you make blunder after blunder, missing item blocks and slipping on every last banana peel on the course.
>As for her, she hasn’t lost a step. You can see her gaining on you by the split screen.
>Shimmy’s talented toes molest your pulsating pecker as you vainly defend your lead.
>Gripping your length from both sides, all ten of her toes wiggle in a steady rhythm.
>A bit like fingers drumming on a desk from pinky to thumb, but in this case the desk is the sensitive underside of your cock.
>The rhythmic sensation forces a dollop of precum to form on the head of your tip.
>You exhale steadily, trying to calm yourself.
>It’s not working.
>Those little orange toes feel way too good on your sensitive member.
>You can practically feel the cum in your balls churning and boiling.
>You wiggle on the floor, but Sunset keeps a firm grip on you.
>The girl presses her belly outward, pushing your head down.
>”I can hear your breathing, babe.”
>She squeezes your length with her soles, forcing the bead of pre to run down your cock.
>Her toes’ ministrations become smoother as they become slick with your juices.
>Just in time for you to lose this round.
“Nnnnf. Fuck…”
>”Poor baby.”
>Sunset’s tone is at once condescending and seductive.
>”You know you could always give up.”
>You push up against your oppressor’s belly with your head.
“It ain’t over ‘til it’s over!”
>”Spoken like a true gamer.”
>With a big toe, your wife presses down on your tip and moves it around almost like a joystick.
>Even you have to admit it’s rather fitting.
>Of course it only serves to distract you more.
>Thus far, sunset’s toes have been doing most of the work.
>Mercifully, she’s avoided using anything more.
>Yet, as you once again pass the finish like a mere fraction of a second behind your wife, you feel her goes grip you firmly.
“How the hell are you able to do this and drive at the same time?”
>Sunset giggles.
>”I guess I’m just talented. Now, get ready to lose, Big Guy.”
>Sunset plops her belly straight on top of your head right as the race starts.
>You miss the starting boost and spend a whole lap playing catch up. And the whole time, it feels as if the RNG is plotting your demise.
>You’re pretty sure you’ve been hit by everything imagineable, sans the blue shell.
>Just then, you feel something that makes you tense up.
>Sunset’s soles slide around your slippery cock, now coated with enough pre for her to really get to work.
“Listen. This is chea-GUH!”
>Sunset fucks you with her feet.
>Your cock, sandwiched between her soft soles is stroked up and down by Sunset’s feet in a fast cadence.
“Sh-Shimmy, wait!”
>”Mercy is for the weak,” she replies in a harsh tone.
>Her smooth thighs hug you again and you feel the world become hazy as you try to stave off your building climax.
>If you cum, it’s all over.
>The last lap.
>You’re in the lead now.
>If you can just hold on.
>You breathe through pursed lips, your heart racing as those perfect, orange feet jack you off.
>Were there any empty space left in your sack, the sound of your cum would be audible.
>Your swollen nuts are ready to burst, and your bucking cock is only steadied by the steadfastness of Sunset’s feet.
“Hah… HAAAAH… Nnn…”
>You can see the finish line.
>But it’s too late.
>With one final pump of your wife’s feet, you lose it.
>The swell of her stomach, the smoothness of her strokes, the scent of her soles.
>It’s too much.
>Your vision becomes a kaleidoscope of light for a fraction of a second.
>Your balls send a hot load up your shaft which jettisons into the air.
>You bounce off a wall and go hurtling over a cliff, and kart after kart zooms by you as you flounder.
>Lakitu hovers towards you with his fishing pole, but it’s far too late to save you, now.
>All the while, you’re left a spurting, bucking mess on the floor as Sunset pumps her fist in the air and raises her controller.
>”YES! That trophy is mine!”
>You’d call her a cheater. Say it wasn’t fair.
>But first you’d have to catch your breath.
>Sunset moves your still rigid cock from side to side with her feet.
>”Earth to Big Guy. You good? Oh, man. Look at you.”
>Your wife puts her controller aside.
>”That was one hell of a shot, babe. You got cum all over my belly.
>She wiggles her toes.
>They’re webbed together with sticky, white seed.
>”Aaaaaand my feet. Should’ve seen that coming. Or… heh. Cumming, I guess.”
>She grunts as she lifts her legs off of your shoulders and her belly off of your head, finally releasing you from her grasp.
>She looks down and stifles a laugh.
>She wasn’t the only victim of the bucketfull of ballcream you spent.
>A large rope of it lays across your face.
>A whole helping of seed lays in your lap.
>Even your chest, exposed from Sunset’s legs causing your shirt to ride up, is coated in cum.
>”Awww. You’re pitiful.”
>Your lungs still struggle to stop your head from spinning.
”You know… this is your fault… Shimmy.”
>”I’m pretty sure that’s YOUR cum, Big Guy.”
>Sunset’s orange toes massage your cock, squeezing out the few drops still stuck in your shaft.
>She leans over, and wipes a bit of the hot jizz off of your nose with her finger and puts it in her mouth, slowly sucking it clean.
>”Mmmm. Yum.”
>She wiggles her toes again and scoots back on the couch, and pulls her legs in so her feet are right in front of your face.
>It’s all you can do not to take a whiff right then and there.
>”Now, be a good boy and clean up your mess.”
>You begin to take off your shirt so you can wipe off the thick cream, but you receive another squeeze of those thighs around your head.
>”Uh uh. With your tongue.”
>You wince and whine, but you know there’s no escaping your fate.
>At least you get to spend quality time worshiping those killer feet.
>That’s what you tell yourself, anyway.
>You grab your wife’s feet by her ankles and take a hesitant lick at your own essence.
>The taste and texture are more palatable than you’d like to admit.
>Nutty with a hint of sweetness.
>You hear your wife giggle, and you’re not sure if it’s from being ticklish or from amusement.
>You lap up the thick cream, reaching with you tongue between each of Sunset’s toes, twitching your nose as she wiggles them.
>Why does she have to make this so difficult?
”Sunny, this is embarrassing.”
>”Do you want to stop?”
>You blush.
“No.”
>”Didn’t think so.”
>You groan and lick along the girl’s arches, her heels, all the way up to her ankles.
>Sunset meanwhile strokes her distended gut, spreading the spunk you spent on her stomach all around until her belly has a reflective sheen.
>It’s only when you lick up her legs that you notice she’s been subtly moaning this whole time.
>Her purple panties are soaked by the time you see them.
>You look up, and though your faces are blocked by the belly, your wife knows you well enough to tell what you’re doing.
>She peers over her dome and pulls in her legs to press her soles right up against your face.
>”Give them a kiss.”
>You tenderly press your lips against the woman’s mischievous feet, hopefully satisfying her sadism.
>”Good boy,” she coos.
>Her belly, which now actually resembles a shimmering sunset due to its orange color and shiny reflectivity, looms over you.
>”Enjoying the sunset,” she asks with a laugh.
“Always.”
>You kiss the underside of the belly and nuzzle it.
>It’s so taut yet soft at the same time.
>A bulge travels down the side as one of your children tries to get more comfortable.
>You stick your tongue out, touching right at the purple panties, and trace up your wife’s linea negra.
>You keep going until you reach her protruding bellybutton and give it a flick, which makes her bite her lip.
>You suckle on the button and she looks down at you with glee, ruffling your already messy hair with a hand.
>As humiliating as Sunset’s treatment was, you feel like you owe her.
>And it is right there, after all.
>You lean back down.
>You part those lacy panties with one finger and tease the tuft of red hair with another.
>Sunset takes in a deep breath and gropes her chest through your shirt.
>She’s leaking like crazy over the couch.
>You lean forward as far as you can, and Sunset leans back, angling herself so her belly isn’t in the way.
>Eagerly, you dive right in, pressing your lips hungrily against hers, her heat washing over you like an oven.
>”Haaaah! Hah!”
>You circle your tongue around, tracing the shape of her labia over and over. Occasionally, you nibble softly on her bulging clitoris with your lips.
>When you flick it with your tongue, Sunset’s smooth legs wrap around your neck and she pulls you in tight.
>Her toes curl as she buries your face into her muff, practically drowning you in her juices.
>You lap up her essence with fervor, both out of lust and a need to give yourself enough room to breathe.
>Sunny cries out your name and her pussy quivers against your face, gushing more onto you.
>”Fuck, Big Guy!”
>You bury your tongue inside her depths as deep as you can, gulping down everything she gives you.
>All the while her monstrously large tummy grinds against your forehead.
>You can’t tell where the sweat on your face ends and Sunny’s nectar begins.
>As you divide your attention between burrowing inside her love tunnel and titillating her clit, you feel your wife scrunch her feet behind your head.
>Her ankles pull you in even deeper, smothering you with her red-haired muff.
>”Yyyyessss!”
>A waterfall of cream bursts forth, nearly drowning you as Sunset cums all over your face, riding her climax by grinding against your head with her hips.
>Everything starts to go dark.
>Your head feels like it will buckle under pressure.
>At the last second, Sunset’s legs unlock and you come up for air.
>You gasp, filling your lungs with oxygen.
>Sunset’s eyes are glazed over, one arm over her head.
>A dumb grin is plastered on her face.
>”Fuck, babe…”
“Did I do good, Sunny?”
>”Heck yeah, you did. Too good, look at the mess I made.”
>Oh.
>You should probably get a towel.
>It’s a good thing leather is relatively easy to wipe down.
>Sunset adjusts her legs and rests one foot on your head, rubbing your head with her sole.
>”Such a good boy,” she coos.
“I’ll go get something to wipe this up,” you say.
>Before you can stand, that foot pushes you down.
>”Uh uh. I didn’t say we were done.”
>You smile sheepishly.
“Huh?”
>Your wife twirls your hair with her toes.
>”Sure, I fucked you with my feet and drowned you in pussy, but I’m not done with you, Big Guy.”
>She slides her sole down your face, her big toe pulling at your lower lip as it descends down your neck to your chest.
>She shoves you back, and with an alacrity that belies her gravid state, she pounces on you, straddling your waist.
>She’s holding her soaked, purple panties with a finger.
>How’d she get them off so fast?
>She’s got a grin on her face that disturbs you.
>That’s when you remember.
>It’s the same look she had back in high school.
>The look that said ‘I’m about to bully this shit out of you.’
“Um… Sunny Bunny?”
>”Mhm?”
“Truce?”
>”No.”
>The woman lifts your shirt off of her body, her oversized udders rising up, lifted by the fabric, until finally they drop, slapping loudly against the top of her tummy.
>They jiggle from the impact as Sunset tosses your shirt behind her.
>She tosses her head, flipping her hair back.
>Since she can’t reach your chest with her hand, she settles for rubbing it with her stomach, moving her hips back and forth to slide the bump across your tender muscles.
>”Babe…”
>You wiggle beneath your wife.
>You’re unbelievably turned on, right now.
>Scared, but turned on.

>Sunset bites her lip and cups her breasts, squeezing them and moving them around.
>”It’s so hard being pregnant. My feet ache. My tits are swollen. I have all these weird cravings.
“I’m sorry, Sunny Bunny.”
>She pays your words no mind.
>She lifts her stomach with her hands and arms.
>”And to top it all off, I’m just so… BIG.”
>She drops her distended gut on you, forcing the air from your diaphragm.
>“But the worst part is,” she continues.
>”Being pregnant makes me so. Damned. Horny.”
“That sounds really inconvenient.”
>”Oh, it is. Being pregnant is basically being hurty, hungry, and horny twenty-four seven. And since you’re my husband and you made me this way…”
>She leers at you with a grin.
>”I get to take it all out on you.”
>You pause for a second as Sunny looks down at you.
“Has anyone told you you’re terrifying?”
>”Shut the fuck up, Big Guy.”
>You zip it.
>Your amber-skinned amor reaches behind herself to grasp your length, her fingers giving it a tight squeeze.
>You bite your lip and raise your hips.
>Sunset eases up on her grip and aims your member at her muff, and you can feel hot droplets of need dripping onto your tip.
>With a grunt, she lifts her hips just enough to cover your tip with her folds before letting go.
>Plap!
>Your hard cock is swallowed whole in a single gulp of the girl’s hungry pussy.
>Vicious vixen that your wife is, she even licks her lips as she feels you inside her.
>Your breath comes in quick gasps as you grip her hips, overwhelmed by the sudden sensation of Sunset’s slick interior clenching around your throbbing member.
>She didn’t give you a chance to get ready.
>”Mmmmmmm. Ohhhhh, babe.”
>She runs her hands down her breasts, over the massive curve of her baby bump, down her waist, and covers your hands.
>”Don’t pass out on me now, Big Guy,” she taunts.
>”Momma’s taking you for a ride.”
>She squeezes your hands.
>In spite of her words, she’s not going to hurt you.
>Her days as a bully are long over.
>Mostly.
>Experience tells you she’s still going to wring every last drop of cum from your body.
>”Bend your knees a bit.”
>You obey, bringing your legs in to raise your knees off the ground.
>Sunny Leans back and places her hands on your kneecaps to prop herself up, her soft body jiggling lewdly as she gets ready to use you like a human bouncehouse.
“Sunny Bunny, gimme a sec. I-”
>”No.”
>She hops on you, her love canal gliding up across the sensitive surface of your manhood.
>Her netherlips, however, stay firmly gripped to the base of your cock, keeping you trapped.
>As quickly as she hops up, she comes back down, her ass clapping your thighs.
>Her belly slams your body, and her tits slam on her belly, and all three of them jostle before your eyes.
>Especially the belly.
>Your wife’s bellybutton juts out at you, as if staring you down.
>It’s intimidating.
>And it drives you crazy with lust.
>You throb and your dick bends upward involuntarily, stirring itself inside the golden girl’s honeypot.
>In response, her walls squeeze your shaft tightly.
>You gasp at the sudden grip, and your hands tighten around Sunset’s hips.
>Sunset hisses, letting out a moan distorted by muted laughter.
>”What’s wrong, Big Guy? Is my pussy too tight for you?”
>You grit your teeth, and buck up into your wife, making her squeak with surprise.
“What’s wrong, Shim Sham? Is my cock too big for you?”
>Sunset pushes off of your knees, leaning over her tremendous tummy to look you in the eye.
>”Oh, it is ON.”
>Maybe challenging your wife to a sex battle is a mistake.
>She leans back again, raising her ass above you, and with a hand pats the top of her stomach a few times as she plops herself back into your lap, your cock experiencing every detail of her interior in a fraction of a second.
>Her titties audibly clap from slapping the top of her gestating gut.
>Not to mention her ass.
>Sunset growls at you and reaches down to grip your hips, since her belly prevents her from grabbing your chest.
>As the orange girl picks up the pace, you feel a warm, smooth sensation just below the main event.
>Sunset is using the balls of her feet on, well, your balls.
>Her tiny toes wrap as best they can around your nutsack.
>They heave in response and you slap your wife’s hip.
“H-hey! What gives!?”
>Sunset doesn’t pause her pounding, but taunts you all the same.
>”Oh! Come! On! You know… you can’t… get enough… of my feet… any more… than you can… by mommy… milkers… or my big! Round! Belly!”
>She’s not lying!
>But it still seems unfair to use so much to her advantage, so you give Sunny’s ass a slap which makes her glutes jiggle with the impact.
>”H-hey!”
>She may seem offended, but you know she loves it.
>You grip her tender butt and squeeze, kneading those cheeks.
>Sunset moans, wiggling her hips.
>Still, her feet finesse your balls, gently kneading the flesh with her soles and toes, and squeezing just enough to make you take in sharp breaths when she does.
>Your cock bucks again as your eyes are filled with visions of a bouncing belly, a belly currently pummeling your own abdomen.
>Your stomach is probably going to be bruised in a few hours.
>Totally worth it.
>Your wife’s breath comes in musical, rhythmic exhales as the two of you meet each other in the middle, Sunset with her bouncing, and you with your thrusting.
>At last, she explains her intentions with your balls.
>”Gotta… make sure… all that thick… cum gets… loosened up. I want… you to shoot… every… last… drop!”
>She’s well on her way, your nuts in blissful ecstasy as her feet churn your ball batter so much you swear you can feel the spunk sloshing about inside.
>Of course, you can’t let her do all the work.
>You flick her swollen bellybutton, eliciting a squeal of delight from your wife.
>She squeezes her breasts, milk dribbling between her fingers as she works her pussy up and down your throbbing shaft.
>You can feel her squeezing you tighter and tighter.
>You slap the side of her belly and she moans.
>”Fuck!”
>Between her toes on your testicles and her pussy on your prick, you’re not sure how much longer you can last.
>Your vision blurs, not that you could see much beyond the orange orb overlooking you.
>”C’mon, Big Guy! Gimme all you got!”
>Slapping both hands on her gut and holding tight, you lift off the ground as hard as your body can muster, thrusting balls deep into Sunny’s depths.
>She bellows your name as her feet clench around your balls as tight as her womanhood clenches around your dick.
>Wincing with pain, you let go, your cock fighting back against her squeezing with intense throbbing as it pumps a mighty load into Sunset’s stuffed matrix.
>You can barely process what’s going on; having your balls squeezed as you cum is quite the ordeal.
>But damn does it feel amazing.
>Sunset rides out her orgasm on you, even as your hips buck of their own accord.
>You have no idea how many spurts you pumped into the girl, but it felt like you put a gallon into her gut.
>As if her belly wasn’t already full.
>You stare up at the ceiling, hair matted to your forehead with sweat.
>Sunset pants, hands resting on her tits as milk flows freely down her belly.
>You grunt as she wiggles off of you, your cock sliding out with a ‘pop’ from her cream-filled cunt.
>Still heaving heavily, your wife squirms in your lap until she’s able to lay on her side, head resting on your chest.
>She wants to be held.
>You smile and wrap your arms around her as she snuggles with you on the floor, cooing softly.
>”That was a lot of fun, huh, Big Guy?”
>You squeeze her tight and kiss her forehead.
>She giggles and nuzzles you.
>She rubs her tummy idly and sighs.
>”Once we catch our breath, wanna take a shower?”
“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.”
>Sunset lets out a long breath again.
>You can still feel your heart racing.
>Sunny threads her legs around yours and closes her eyes, smiling to herself.
>It’s incredible, seeing her this happy.
>You hope it stays like this, forever.

**********

>You step into the hot stream of water, welcoming the warmth after the cold of post-sex nudity.
>You grab Sunset’s hand and help her into the shower, then slide the door closed as the steam gently rises.
>”Mmmmmmmmmm.”
>The two of you stand still, embracing the heat of the shower.
>Your wife sighs as her hair quickly mats down with water.
>You manage to tear yourself away from your moment of bliss and grab the shampoo.
>A generous dab, and you lather it into your hair.
>Without even a hint of subtlety, Sunset leans against you, and you squirt a dab into her hair. She smiles and lathers it up.
>Now her hair is covered under a pillow of white suds.
>Once the both of you are done, the shorter girl looks up at you with the soap bottle in her hands.
>”Wash me?”
>She grins cutely.
>You pour more shampoo in her hair and lather it up before taking the soap bottle.
>She giggles and tries to rinse off the shampoo and reaches for her conditioner, trying to get you back, but she can barely reach her hand over your head.
>”Nnngh! Quit… being… so… tall!”
>She huffs and gives up, giving herself some of the conditioner as you pour some soap into your hands.
>You begin running it down your wife’s shoulders.
>Slowly.
>Gently.
>”Lucky you’re so good at this.”
“This is all skill,” you insist.
>You lather the soap across her skin, reaching under her armpits and through them to cup her breasts.
>By the way she tenses up you can tell she’s stifling a moan.
>You squeeze and knead those tits with your hands before letting up to explore Sunset’s tummy.
>She leans back against your chest you again, having finished with her red and gold hair.
>You run your palms and fingers across her belly.
>Gotta scrub off all the cum she rubbed on it earlier, after all.
>The both of you love this part of your morning showers, a process that’s grown longer and longer as her belly has expanded over the months.
>You spend extra time on her tummy, convincing yourself that you’re not just doing it to prolong the comfy shower.
>The stream of water hisses and the two of you stand there.
>Sunset closes her eyes and grabs a long lock of hair in her hands, gently stroking it.
>”I want to have our babies at home,” she says nonchalantly.
>You pause your bellyrubbing, but quickly resume so that she doesn’t think you have a problem.
“Home birth doesn’t sound like a problem, as long as a midwife is here.”
>”A midw-?”
>Sunset laughs and turns her head to look up at you.
>”No, not like that, Big Guy. I mean, I want to have our children in Equestria.”
>You gape in surprise. You’re not offended, just confused.
“Here isn’t home?”
>”Of course it is, Big Guy. All my friends are here. YOU’RE here. But… well, I would like to finish my pregnancy with my family.”
>She smiles, then frowns.
>”Not that you aren’t famil-”
“I get it, Sunset. I know what you mean. If that’s what you want, I’m cool with it. No worries.”
>You give the pregnant woman a squeeze and lean down to rest your chin on her head.
“Whatever makes you happy.”
>She sighs with relief and nuzzles your arm.
>”Thanks for understanding, Big Guy.”
>Sunset slowly brings her hands up to place them on top of your own, cradling her belly with you.
>”You’re going to be an amazing dad.”
>Your smile is immediate.
>You’re thankful for the constant flow of water.
>It hides the tears welling up in your eyes.
>Your wife leans her head back to rest on your chest as the water soothes the two of you.
>Somehow, the two of you manage to drag yourself out of the shower, and soon the girl is wearing two towels.
>One swirled around the top of her head.
>The other around her chest.
>It doesn’t quite manage to cover her tummy.
>You just dry off and toss your towel to wander around naked.
>You catch Sunset looking at you about as much as she catches you looking at her.
”I think my job offers paternity leave, so this shouldn’t be too complicated.”
>Sunset gasps.
>”Wow, I didn’t even think of that!”
“Well, it all works out, so no worries.”
>”I still should have thought about it before asking you to hop through dimensions… still…”
>She waddles over to you and kisses you on the cheek.
>”You agreed without a second thought. You’re awesome, Big Guy.”
>You smile, but then let out a sigh.
>You get on your hands and knees and nuzzle Sunset’s feet.
“I’m gonna miss these.”
>Sunset laughs and lifts your chin with her foot.
>”I think you’ll learn to like hooves.”
>She raises her foot to usher you up and you stand.
>”You little perv.”
>You open your mouth to respond but what comes out is a yelp.
>Sunset just slapped you on your bare ass.
>”Now get that cute butt of yours dressed so we can get ready. If we pack we may even get to Sire’s Hollow early in the afternoon.”
“I wish the trains back home were that good.”
>It takes less long than you figured, and it probably helps that Sunset isn’t packing much of her own.
>She only needs the clothes she’s wearing so she doesn’t arrive at a public high school naked. The portal will take that away.
She only has her backpack, purse, and Ray’s terrarium.
>The little leopard gecko looks none the wiser to the journey you’re about to take.
“Feeling anxious little guy?”
>He tilts his head.
“I envy you, sometimes.”
>Sunset shakes her head and the three of you leave the house.
>She drives the way there.
>”Wow, I can’t believe how long it’s been since we’ve been to Equestria.”
>Both of her eyes are on the road, but only one hand is on the wheel. The other is on her belly.
>You’ve got ray’s Terrarium in your lap.
“Hey Shimmy, do you think our car will get towed if we leave it at the school?”
>”Already took care of it, Big Guy. Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash are coming to pick up the car after we leave.”
>You nod, glad to know that everything has been accounted for.
>Sunset parks the car in the school parking lot and smiles.
>You can tell how excited she is.
>”So, you ready?”
“With you? Anytime.”
>Gentleman that you are, you mean to open the door for your wife, but she’s already out her side and waddling towards the statue before you’ve closed your own.
>When you reach the statue, you look around at the familiar surroundings, while sunset arches her back looking up at the statue.
>”Gosh, so many memories here. To think my whole life changed just by stepping through a mirror.”
“You say that like stepping through a magical mirror is some mundane thing…”
>”Okay, fair.”
>Sunset takes her hands off her back as she stands up straight.
>”Hokay. Here we go.”
>She hesitates.
>”Um, actually… do you mind going in first? I may need you to catch me.”
>You can manage that.
“See you on the other side, Shim Sham.”
>You take a deep breath, hold Ray’s terrarium close, and step forward…

**********

>This is the fourth time you’ve leapt between worlds.
>It never gets any easier.
>You fall, clinging to Ray both out of concern and an instinct to try and hold onto anything you possibly can.
>Light and sound become a maelstrom which your eyes and ears can barely comprehend, all while you’re buffeted by pure energy.
>The spaghettification (yes, that’s the actual scientific term) doesn’t help.
>Yet almost as soon as it begins, it ends.
>You snap back to reality.
>Oop! There goes gravity!
>You have half a second to react as your body passes into a crystalline room.
>Placing your right foot firmly down you manage to hold fast to terrafirma.
>As well as hold onto the terrarium.
>When you take a second to notice you’re surroundings, you see that you’re in the same library as last time.
>Behind you, the magitech-powered mirror splutters and shimmers with energy.
>You place Ray down out of the way of the mirror and stand in front of the portal, arms ready to catch your wife.
>You still feel a bit uneasy, like you’re still twirling through the vortex.
>A few seconds pass.
>Then the mirror ripples and a flash of light appears.
>You quickly catch the orange and red mare who tumbles through, but alas, the momentum sends both of you tumbling to the ground.
“Hrrf!”
>”Hwwwooooaaaah!”
>You feel your lungs get emptied and wheeze.
>All you can see is orange and you quickly realize that as you fell, because you were carrying her, Sunset’s ass landed firmly on your chest.
>Her belly is all you can see presently.
>”Wow. That trip never gets easier. Huh? Where did you-”
>It takes a few seconds for Sunset to realize where you are, considering her field of view is blocked by her big belly.
>”Awwww. I’m sorry, Big Guy. Here let me get… off… you…”
>Sunset rolls from side to side, finally managing to roll off of you and onto all fours.
>She wobbles.
>”Whoah. Still out of practice.”
>She shakes her head to refocus.
>”Thanks for catching me, babe.”
>The pony cranes down to kiss your cheek as you get up, finally able to breathe.
>You sit up, brushing the hair out of your face as you stand up.
>”Huh. Still in the Castle of Friendship. I guess they never moved it after Twilight took the throne.”
“So that means we’re in-”
>”Ponyville. Which has a train station. Hey, where’s Ray?”
>You point to the plastic box which contains a rather bewildered looking gecko.
>Sunset starts to walk over but quickly realizes her mistake.
>She isn’t bipedal or front heavy anymore. Instead, she’s quadripedal and wide.
>Very wide.
>And her belly sways from side to side when she walks. She nearly falls over and barely catches herself.
>”Wow. Relearning how to walk is hard enough without a belly weighing you down.”
>She uses her magic to pick up Ray and looks him over to make sure he’s okay.
“How is he?”
>”He’ll be fine. Thanks for keeping him safe.”
“And how are you?”
>Sunset smiles and, with some deliberation, moves steadily to face you.
>”I feel great. It’s been a while, so I’ll need to readjust but… this feels so right.”
>You grin.
>This is only the second time you’ve seen Sunset like this. In her native form.
>As strange as it is, she doesn’t look any less like your wife to you.
“Sunset. You’re… so beautiful.”
>Sunset brings a hand- er, hoof, to her chest and blushes, smiling.
>”Awwww. Thank you, Big Guy.”
>She nuzzles you and sighs.
>”I guess we’d better get going. Who knows when the next train to Sire’s Hollow will-”
>The door bursts open.
>”Who in Equestria is making all that- Sunset?”
>”Starlight!”
>Sunset looks past you at her purple friend.
>The other one.
>Admittedly, you had trouble telling them apart.
>Nearly falling over several times, Sunset excitedly skitters across the floor towards her friend.
>She seems as fecund as Sunset, maybe even moreso.
>”I had no idea you were coming, Su- WOW! Sunset, you’re huge!”
>”Look who’s talking. I had no idea you were expecting! Princess Twilight and I write all the time, but she didn’t say anything about you and your husband having foals.”
>The two hug.
>”Oh… it’s a recent development. Long story. Buuuut at least I’m in good company.”
>Starlight looks over at you and Ray.
>”I see you brought your boys. How have you been? You… seem taller than I remember.”
“I think you were taller when we met.”
>”Riiiight. We met on the other side. Well, I’m glad you could come. What brings you all here, anyway?”
>Sunset clears her throat.
>”Well, I felt homesick. That, and I wanted to deliver the babies here in Equestria.”
>”Awwwww.”

>Sunset blushes.
>”I guess I’m the sentimental type, after all. Speaking of home, do you happen to know if there’s a train to Sire’s Hollow, today?”
>Starlight is peering at Ray who hides in his hollowed out log.
>”Funny you should mention that. My husband and I are headed out in a few to see my dad. He insisted on having us over.”
>”Excited to find out he’s going to be a grandpa?”
>Starlight twirls her hoof.
>”Excited’s an understatement.”
>Sunset raises her hooves to clap them together, but you have to quickly steady her.
>”Whew. Thank’s, Big Guy. Starlight, that’s great timing. We can catch up on the way!”
>Starlight nudges your wife with her elbow.
>”Race you there?”
>Shimmer wobbles to her hooves.
>”It’ll be the slowest race ever, but sure.”
>The two mares wobble off while you and Ray stand behind the them.
“I wonder if Miss Glimmer’s dad is as overbearing as Stellar Flare. Man, could you imagine?”
>Ray has no response to offer.
>You and Starlight’s husband manage to escort the overburdened mares safely to the train station. 
>Slow as the gravid girls were, you’re just in time for boarding.
>Which isn’t to say it was an unpleasant walk. The view of those plump pony plots and protruding pregnant paunches was stunning.
>Once aboard, you’re reminded that these seats aren’t really meant for humans.
>They aren’t uncomfortable, but the backs are more decorative than functional.
>You and the other human are far too distracted by the natural beauty of the Equestrian countryside to care.
>Before you know it, you’re there.
>The open air platform feels disorienting after the constant motion, but the familiar Romanesque buildings of Sire’s Hollow put you at ease with their stalwart rigidity.
>This whole world looks like something out of a fairy tale.
>You can’t help but notice that Starlight flinches as the gate to the town opens.
“What was that?”
>”Reflex action. It’s a long story.”
>Her husband shrugs.
>Sunset nearly trips over herself trotting into the town.
>You know better than to stop her, but you can’t help but wince as the mother of your children dances with disaster.
>”Oh, I can’t wait to see Mom. It’s been months.”
“A lot’s changed.”
>Glimmer sighs.
>”For the better, I hope. They restored a lot of the buildings. The new shops are still there, but at least the overall look meshes with the old town. Compromiiiise.”
“Is this part of the long story?”
>Her husband speaks up.
>”She keeps promising to tell me. Who knows when that’ll be.”
>”Maybe later. When Sunset’s here. The less I have to relive that day, the better. Now, come on. Let’s go find my Dad. Catch you later, Sunset?”
>”Well, I’m not going anywhere fast. Follow me, Big Guy. I’m sure Mom’s overseeing some new happening in town.”
>You catch a few wayward, curious glances as you and your wife make your way through Sire’s Hollow.
>You’re not sure which they’re looking at. The bipedal stranger, or the massively pregnant pony.
>”Feeling self-conscious, Big Guy?”
“Is it that obvious?”
>”I just know you, that’s all. Relax. People are curious, but most of them have at least seen you before.”
>You rub your arm, sheepishly.
>”You’ll feel less nervous as you get older, Big Guy. Thirties are where it’s at. I guess that’s why being pregnant has been so easy.”
>Now that you think about it, Sunset’s never seemed apprehensive about her appearance this whole time.
>She even went the first few months without maternity clothes, letting her shirt ride up the first few inches of her baby bump.
“So confidence comes with age?”
>”Something like that.”
>You’re glad you wound up marrying an older woman.
>Even if you didn’t realize how much older at the time.
“Have I told you how amazing you are?”
>Sunset pauses, looking up at you.
>”You tell me that every day…”
>She grins.
>”Don’t ever stop.”
>She nudges you playfully and the two of you turn a corner.
>Just in time to bump into a pony.
>Literally.
>Sunset oversteers, her wide belly bumping into an unfortunate stallion who tumbles over, his glasses flying off his face.
>”Oh! Sorry, honey. I’m still getting used to this thi- Sunburst?”
>”Big Sis? Is that you?”
>You hand your brother-in-law his glasses for which he’s very grateful.
>Putting them on his face, he blinks in surprise.
>Sunset! You’re… uh, well. Hm. What I mean is that-”
>”I’m huge, Sunburst. No need to sugarcoat it.”
>You laugh along with your wife. Though in your case it’s more because you find her brother so relatable.
“What brought you back to Sire’s Hollow, Sunburst? I thought you lived in the Crystal Empire.”
>”Just visiting, really. I hadn’t seen Mom in a while, and I didn’t want it to be years like last time. Actually, I was just on my way back to the house.”
>”We’ll join you,” Sunset replies.
>The four of you make it to one of the many stone houses with a tower on the north side.
>Walking behind your wife, you can’t help but think you see her womanhood (marehood?) open and close a few times.
>You wonder what it could mean, assuming you aren’t just imagining things. It’s not like you knew every inch of her pony body.
>Sunburst knocks on the door with his hoof.
>”Mom. We’re home.”
>You hear a muffled question behind the door.
>”We?”
>A mature mare with a bob haircut and headband opens the door and her eyes go wide with joy.
>”Sunset!”
>”Hi, Mom!”
>Sunset is embraced by her mother quicker than she can react, and she giggles.
>”Oh, it’s been so long, dear! And… oh. You’re much bigger than I remember.”
“Heheh. Yeah. That’s kinda my fault.”
>Your mother-in-law smirks.
>”So, your stud is more than just for show.”
>”Moooom.”
>The older mare steps aside to allow the four of you inside.
>”Oh, relax dear. I’m just saying, it’s no wonder you’re expecting. What girl could resist?”
>She winks at you.
>You blush.
>”How is my favorite son-in-law?”
>You smile.
>It’s nice to hear her say that, even if you’re her only son-in-law.
“Oh. Nothing much. Moving up in the world one step at a time.”
>Stellar Flare raises her head with a nod.
>”Good to hear. I’ve always said, it’s important to be always moving forward!”
>Sunburst chimes in.
>”It’s true. She’s said that many, many… many times.”
>”Oh, don’t think I haven’t noticed your accomplishments Sunburst.”
>She motions towards a framed collage of newspaper clippings talking about her son’s work.
>There’s even a few photos of him in some of them.
“Oh, Miss- er, Stellar. You mind if I take these somewhere?”
>You heft the suitcase and terrarium.
>”Of course, dear. Sunset’s old room is on the right upstairs.”
>You head up, happy to avoid the conversations no doubt to ensue.
>Your mother-in-law is only teasing, of course.
>Still, you do have to wonder how Sunset and Sunburst handled growing up with a firecracker like her.
>You thought you noticed your wife looking rather impatient as you left.
>Maybe it’s awkward for her, too. Who knows?
>You look over the room.
>You’d been in here before, back when Sunset first introduced you to her family the week of your wedding.
>Of course, that had been such a whirlwind, you hardly remembered it.
>Then it was back through the portal for the wedding proper.
>You notice a few photos of Sunset as a filly. Some with her family. One with just her and her dad.
>You wish you’d gotten to meet him.
>You place Ray by the window where he can get enough sunlight and step back to take it all in.
“Feels kinda strange, doesn’t it?”
>Ray blinks at you and tilts his head.
“I mean, it’s home, but kinda not. It’ll take some getting used to, I guess.”
>You zone out for what feels like a few seconds but be a half-hour for all you know.
>Suddenly, the door opens and closes as soon as you can turn your head.
“Oh, hey Shi-”
>”Get on the bed.”
>You pause.
”Huh?”
>She trots towards you and shoves you backwards towards the bed.
>”Get on the bed so I can fuck you.”
>Sunset's horn glows and so do your pants, your belt unfastening itself and your jeans unbuttoning and unzipping.
>Your wife shoves you back forcefully and you fall on your back, landing with a flop on the mattress.
“Sunny, wai-”
>She ignores you and heaves herself by her hooves on the edge.
>
“Come on. Ngh. Grrr. Oh, for the love of-”
>She groans and blows a lock of hair away.
>”This belly’s making it really hard to get up. Do you mind?”
>She seems pretty aggravated, so you dutifully hoist the gravid girl up, her belly grinding against the bed.
“There ya go, Sunny Bunny.”
>She blushes.
>”Thanks, Big Guy. You know, I hope you appreciate how much I go through carrying your kids inside me.”
“Of course I do,” you insist.
>Sunset gives you a look, with a hint of the bully within her coming through.
>”Time to prove it, Big Guy.”
>The bed jostles as Sunset’s hooves heavily press into the mattress. Her belly wobbles, and she looms over you, dragging her spherical stomach across you.
>You take your shirt off as your lover yanks your pants and socks off, leaving you as bare as she is.
>Sunset licks her lips and smiles down at you.
>”I’m gonna fuck you stupid,” she growls.
>”Try not to pass out on me.”
>Sunset’s horn glows and you feel a tingling in your groin.
>She strokes you with her magic, and leans down to nip at you threateningly before giving you a kiss.
>She moans into your mouth, tasting you and giggling before pulling back.
>In no time at all, you’re nice and stiff for her, your penis full and firm for the taking.
>You break the kiss, shuddering.
“S-Shimmy… I’ve never. We’ve never-”
>”Never had sex in my pony form, before? Me neither, babe. Your dick goes in my pussy. It’s not rocket science. You’ll be fine… probably.”
>With a flick of her tail she drops her hips, slamming her pussy down on your prick, engulfing your full length all at once.
>The bed creaks, and you let out a whoreish moan as your wife takes you on her childhood bed.
>Instinctively, you grab her ass, holding firm to her furry form as the two of you mesh together.
>Her belly juts out before you, obscuring most of your vision; you can barely see her lustful eyes beyond the bulging baby bump.
>The sensation is indescribable.
>Yet you try.
>It’s as if in a split second her marehood actually pulled you inside as much as she slid onto you.
>Even now it feels like her interior is somehow wrapping itself around you, reshaping to your form, coating your cock in velvety softness and warmth that slowly gets tighter.
>It’s amazing how wet she is.
>”Looks like you can barely handle pony pussy, huh?”
>When she speaks, you realize you’ve been hyperventilating this whole time.
>You can see your wife’s eyes leering at you above her wide load.
>You hear her laugh.
>”Well, I’m not gonna go easy on you just because.”
>Sunset’s tail flicks again, brushing your thigh, and she lifts her hips.
>Her tunnel fiercely tugs at your cock, nearly enough to lift your butt off the bed, though not quite.
>”Hoo boy… you feel incredible!”
>Sunset strokes her stomach and you feel her cunt clench on your cock once more.
>”That’s the stuff.”
>You squirm beneath your wife’s heavy tummy, but your fate is sealed as tightly as your groin is.
>You’re still holding on to the pregnant pony’s plot
>Maybe if you push her plush ass down hard enough…
>”Not a chance, Big Guy.”
>Sunset easily raises her hips in spite of your resistance, and slams back down on your lap.
>CLAP!
“Ow!”
>The slapping of her ass on your thighs stings. Yet the sudden pump of her slick interior as she lands down feels so good.
>Judging by the snicker, Sunset seems rather pleased with herself.
>She raises and plops her hips again, the impact making your heavy balls bounce so hard you can feel it.
>With her thighs, your wife gives you a loving squeeze.
>She’s not heartless.
>Just horny.
>She humps you once more, this time using her hooves to lift her gut so that it lands on your abs, knocking the wind out of you.
>”So what do you think of my pregnant belly like this, Big Guy? Still get you going all covered in fur?”
>You reach out and run your hands over your wife’s stomach.
>It’s soft, and more pliant and wobbly than her human belly.
>It seems even bigger. It’s definitely wider, and somewhat bifurcated down the center.
>Her bellybutton still looks as cute as ever.
>Most of all, you notice a lot more activity than before.
>You can see the squirms and kicks of what you are sure are several little ones inside Sunset’s womb.
>Your cock bucks several times as you run your hands across the hair on the mare’s middle.
>She pats her squirming stomach, and squeezes around your shaft once again.
>”Nnn. Feels like a yes, to me. Glad you approve, babe.”
”It’s so big…”
>The mare hugs you with her thighs, again.
>”I’m not done with you yet, punk.”
“Shim Sham?”
>As though making up for lost time, Sunset resumes bouncing on your dick. And she’s faster now.
>At this point, you’re holding her ass to steady yourself. It’s obviously not slowing her down.
>This definitely isn’t sex.
>You’re getting fucked.
>Hard.
>Sunset pants, her heavy breaths in time with the loud slapping of your loins together.
>All the while, that belly rubs and wobbles on top of you.
>You stare at it, hypnotized.
>As the older mare picks up the pace, she gets even tighter.
>It’s hard to breathe, not because of the weight of her gut grinding on you, but from the sheer stimulation of your cock by a pussy that seems to have a life of its own.
>Your eyes tear up.
>Fingers dig deep into the Unicorn’s rump; toes curl.
>Soon, every motion sends a shiver up your spine.
“S-S-S-Sunny… please… I can’t…”
>All you receive is laughter.
>”Awwww! What’s the matter? Gonna cry for your mommy?”
>She slams her ass down on you as hard as she can, making the bed squeal in protest.
>She leans in as far as that gigantic belly will allow.
>She cranes her neck down towards you.
>”I’m your mommy, now,” she purrs.
>It’s that menacing voice that terrorized the hallways of Canterlot High.
>The one that never fails to make your spine shiver in all the right ways.
>You throb inside the pony’s pussy and your balls pulse with cum.
>Sunset fucks you with vigor; you can’t keep up the pace, in spite of your attempts to buck your hips up.
>It’s embarrassing how loud the sound of her plump, satin-like ass slapping your thighs is.
>The best you can do is manage your lungs so that your wife’s swollen stomach doesn’t beat the air out of you every second.
>But what a wild ride it is, watching the bully’s belly bounce with your babies inside.
>The oversized orange orb oscillates up and down on your chest, locking your eyes much to Sunset’s amusement if her laughter is anything to go by.
>Her breath gets more hoarse.
>She’s close, now.
>As for you, you’re in no danger of failing on her.
>Between the way her love tunnel pulls and squeezes your member and the sight of her swollen belly right in front of you, you’re as hard as a rock.
>”Come on, Big Guy. Show me what you got!”
>Sunset tosses her head back, sweat flinging from her hair.
>With a whinny she squeezes you with her thighs and shakes with orgasmic bliss.
>You feel your cock being strangled so tightly you could swear it goes numb for a split second.
>You roll your own head back and dig your nails into the girl’s pliant plot.
>Pulling your legs close, you lose it, and your cock tip burns painfully from how powerfully and how suddenly you cum.
>Your dick slit widens to the limit as you erupt inside the pregnant pony, pumping her pussy full of cum just from your first burst.
>Sunset wiggles her ass on top of you, biting her lip as she feels that familiar warmth flooding her filly funnel.
>The mare’s snatch pulls at your throbbing cock, milking more and more blasts of cum from your balls.
>It’s just. So. Satisfying.
>The perfect mixture of pleasure and pain from a job well done.
>You can’t help but give your wife’s ass a firm, solid slap that sends it jiggling.
>She squeezes you again.
>”Mmmmmmm. You like it when mommy fucks you, baby?”
>You nod.
“Mhmmmm!”
>She giggles.
>”Good boy.”
>You let out a sigh as your pulse slows.
“So what’s the verdict on your end?”
>Sunset pulls down her face with her hooves.
>”Ugh. It’s incredible! It’s a totally different feeling. It’s like I can feel every last detail of your dick and the orgasm. Oh, God. The orgasm is so much stronger.”
“Tell me about it.”
>”Suck it up, Big Guy. I’m gonna want more of this.”
>Sunset shimmies off of your cock, her pussy not quite letting go, resulting in a ‘pop’ as your dick finally exits her.
>She rolls lazily to the side, slick with sweat, and snuggles up against you.
>Her belly naturally rests on top of you.
>You nuzzle her snout and give her a kiss, the first in her pony form.
>She kisses back and smiles.
“I love you.”
>Your wife coos in response and rests her head on your shoulder.
>It’s amazing how quickly she can go from horny bully to demure little princess.
>It’s adorable.
>Her ruby and amber colored hair is mostly in shape, but noticeably uneven.
>She bats her eyes at you innocently.
>You hold the gravid unicorn and rub her tummy, much to her joy.
>The foals have calmed down.
>”Looks like we rocked them to sleep.”
“Oh, is that what we’re calling it?”
>Sunset laughs and sighs deeply.
>The two of you lay together for what seems like only a few minutes.
>It’s probably longer.
>Time flies by when you’re being raped by a horny horse.
>Or when you’re basking in the afterglow, as the case may be.
>Sunset rubs your chest idly with her hoof.
>You’re surprised at how good it feels. Her hooves are far more smooth and gentle to the touch than you were expecting.
“Mmmmmmmm.”
>”You like that, Big Guy?”
“Mhm.”
>She smiles and kisses you, rubbing your chest a while longer.
>There’s a knock at the door.
>You hastily pull the covers up and over you and your wife.
>”Um… Y-yes? Hello?”
>You hear Stellar Flare’s voice through the door.
>”I invited Firelight and the others over for dinner. I’m making your favorite. Spinach artichoke gnocchi!”
>You look at Sunset.
“That actually sounds really good.”
>”It’s incredible. And I really could use a good meal.”
“Well, no time to waste, then.”
>You and Sunset manage to shuffle out of the bed. Sunset with your help.
>You get dressed and head downstairs to find your mother-in-law boiling the gnocchi while sauteing some onions and garlic.
>Sunset sniffs the air.
>”It smells delicious, Mom!”
>”I’m glad you think so. I sent your brother to get some garlic bread.”
“You’re really spoiling us, Stellar.”
>”I’m just happy to have you here. Oh, by the way, I didn’t hear anything earlier. I had the house magically soundproofed ages ago.”
>”Moooom!”
>”What? I wasn’t born yesterday, Sunset. I know when a mare is restless for some love… or when she’s satisfied.”
>Sunset covers her face with embarrassment.
>Stellar laughs quietly to herself.
>The front door opens and Sunburst trots in holding a paper bag.
>”I got the garlic bread, Mom. Oh, and the others are here, too!”
>An older stallion who looks like the pony equivalent of a cabaret MC canters in.
>”Heyyyy, Stellar Flare. Thanks for inviting us over for tonight.”
>”Oh, you and your family are always welcome over, Firelight.”
>You shake hooves with the unicorn. You vaguely remember him from the wedding, but you take the time to reintroduce yourselves.
>You and Sunburst set the table while everyone else pairs off to chat.
”I can’t help but feel like Stellar and Firelight have been looking forward to this.”
>”But wasn’t coming here Sunset and Starlight’s idea?”
“Well, true enough. But I bet they were hoping.”
>Soon enough, everyone’s settled with Stellar Flare’s gorgeous display on the table.
>”So, Chipmunk Cheeks, have you thought of any names yet?”
>Starlight cringes at her dad’s words.
>Her husband saves the situation.
>”Well actually, Starlight’s been teaching me more about pony naming conventions so I can help. Names where I’m from are a lot different.”
“Same with Sunset and I.”
>Firelight laughs.
>”Well, whatever names you two come up with just know that I’m so proud of both of you.”
>”Oh, but isn’t it so exciting, Firelight? Becoming a grandparent?”
>While the two ponies talk, you taste some of the gnocchi.
>It’s delicious!
>This vegetarian pony food isn’t so bad, after all.
>Stellar laughs at something that seems to have made Starlight roll her eyes.
>”Well, I don’t know about that. I actually sort of miss pregnancy. My husband couldn’t keep his hands off of me. And I didn’t protest.”
>”Dear takes, um… he takes care of me,” Starlight admits.
>Your fellow human busies himself with the longest drink of water possible.
>Your mother-in-law puts her hooves together.
>”It’s just so nice to people growing together. No pun intended.”
>Sunset rubs her stomach.
>”It’s true though. I feel like a bowling ball.”
>”More like a wrecking ball,” Starlight says, patting her own belly.
>Stellar laughs.
>”Well, I’m sure Sunburst is relieved now that he’s not under as much pressure, now. I know I haven’t exactly been subtle about wanting grandkids.”
>Sunburst blushes.
>”I feel the same way,” Firelight says.
>”It’s funny how the older you get the more you miss having little ones running around. Oh, I’m just so happy for you, Cupcake.”
>Starlight groans, but you tell she leans into her dad’s hug without hesitation.
>You imagine what the table would be like with kids joining you all.
>Hell, it probably isn’t big enough.
>Still, the thought makes you smile.
>Stellar Flare pats her mouth with a napkin.
>”Well, I’m sure we’ll get to experience that vicariously, soon. Thanks to our daughters.”
>She beams with pride.
>Sunburst clears his throat.
>”Actually, Mom, I uh… Well, I don’t mean to brag or anything. But I have started seeing someone.”
>That gets Stellar’s Attention.
>And everyone else’s.
>Suddenly he seems to regret having said anything.
>Sunset puts her hoof on his and nudges him.
>”Why don’t you tell us about her?”
>Feeling more confident with his sister’s support, he smiles.
>”Well, uh. She’s really nice.”
>Stellar leans in with eager ears.
>”She’s tall.”
>”Go on,” his mother encourages.
>Sunburst rubs the back of his head.
>”She’s… Well, she’s not from around here.”
>Firelight hums.
>”So is she from Saddle Arabia? Prance?”
>”Well, she’s tall and bipedal.”
>Sunset leans back, as if she suspects something
>“Oh! She’s an Abyssinian,” Stellar suggests
>Sunburst shakes his head.
>”Nope. Actually.”
>He takes a deep breath.
>”She’s a human.”
>Stellar Flare’s jaw drops.
>”What are the odds. Both my children have a thing for humans!”
>Sunset looks up at you and leans on your shoulder happily.
>Starlight smirks.
>”Look at you, Sunburst. Makin’ the moves on the ladies.”
>”Oh, it’s. Well. I mean. Eheh. We started out as cross-dimensional pen pals and it took off from there. She comes here every once in a while and we go on dates.”
>Stellar clasps her hooves together.
>”I knew it was only a matter of time before some girl realized what a catch you are, Sunburst.”
>From there the conversation ebbs and flows between the goings on of Firelight and Stellar Flare’s children, and the goings on of Sire’s Hollow.
>As the sun goes down outside, your mother-in-law raises her glass of grape juice.
>(It didn’t seem fair to drink wine with two pregnant mares at the table.)
>”A toast, ladies and gentlecolts. To family, and the future!”
>”I’ll drink to that,” Firelight declares.
>After the toast, your wife lets out a yawn.
>”Mmm. ‘Scuse me.”
“Tired?”
>”Yeah. It just hit me all of a sudden.”
>”Probably because of the gnocchi,” Starlight suggests.
>”This was a splendid dinner, Stellar,” Firelight says.
>”Oh, you charmer.”
“It really was incredible.”
>“It’s only incredible because you all were here to share it. I’m just so grateful we can be together like this.”
>If there was ever a moment for a group hug, it’s now.
>Somehow, after getting out of your seats, you all manage.
>”Well,” Starlight says, looking at Sunset.
>”I guess we’d better get going. You and I need to lock in as much sleep as we can before these little guys arrive.”
>”I guess. It’s nice to see you, again, guys. Take it easy.”
>Firelight, Starlight, and her husband say their goodbyes.
>After a short cleanup thanks to Stellar Flare’s top-of-the line dishwasher, you and your wife decide to call it a night.
>But not before Sunset squeezes her brother and tells Sunburst how proud she is of him.
>Once in the bedroom, you stretch and yawn.
>Sunset lets out an even longer yawn and places both hooves on the bed.
>She tries to push herself onto the mattress, yet her belly is too big to allow something so simple.
>”Little help, Big Guy?”
>You stifle a laugh.
>”I’ll kick you, you big doofus. Now, come on.”
>You oblige the mare and wrap your arms around her thighs from behind, hoisting her up and onto the bed.
>”Wow… this is going to take some getting used to.”
“Maybe we can get you a little step stool?”
>”And miss out on having you grab me from behind every night? I think the system we have here will work just fine.”
>The redheaded blonde bats her eyelashes at you.
>You’re not sure if it’s sleepiness or flirtatiousness.
>You undress, eager to get some shuteye.
>Yet you feel your wife’s eyes on your body as you take your clothes off.
>You can’t help but feel a certain way when the older mare looks at you hungrily like that.
>Not that you’re innocent or anything.
“I thought you were tired, Sunny Bunny.”
>She wiggles into a more comfortable position, one hoof resting on her big orange belly. The other draped along the pillow as she looks at you on her side.
>”It doesn’t take much effort to look at eye candy.”
>You crawl onto the bed, climbing on top of Sunset and leaning down to kiss her.
>She smiles and eagerly cranes her neck up to meet your lips with her fuzzy muzzle.
>Kissing her like this should feel strange, but it feels natural. As if you’d been kissing her like this all along.
>Your wife arches her back, pressing her belly against yours.
>”Mind doing the heavy lifting, Big Guy?”
>You kiss her, again, smiling, and kissing her neck, trailing down kiss after kiss to her belly.
>The pony sighs, groaning as you worship her body.
>You rub your face into the orange fur, enraptured by how wonderful it feels against your skin.
>One of your children nudge you, as if to keep you on task.
>You slide down further, between two bloated teats full of milk.
>They’re very different from her breasts. More delicate.
>You give each a playful nip, and Sunset groans again.
>At last, you come face to face with the pony’s pouting pussy.
>This close, you realize how very different it looks.
>Different, but no less inviting.
>Maybe even moreso, judging by how it opens and closes desperately.
>Bravely, you kiss the girl’s bulging clitoris, swirling your lips around it.
>She tastes just the same as before.
>You kneel, bringing your arms up to hold the mare’s thighs around your shoulders as you go to work.
>You trace the outline of Sunset’s snatch with your tongue a few times, testing her.
>You get a squeeze from those powerful legs, so you take it further.
>Flicking her clitoris, you push your mouth against her nethers and force your tongue inside.
>Careful to breathe through your nose, you blink in surprise as the pussy reacts by contracting around your tongue.
>”NNNnnuuuughh… Yeah…”
>You try to wiggle your tongue around, and the entrance relaxes, letting you loose for a few seconds to play around before squeezing again.
>It’s like it has a life of its own!
>You close your eyes and concentrate on pleasuring your precious pony, swirling, thrusting, and flicking that tongue of yours inside her honeypot.
>Sunset’s moans get louder and louder.
>Her tummy expands and contracts with her heavy breathing.
>Finally, just as you try and see how deep you can dive, Sunset trembles and shakes.
>She squeezes your head tight with her thighs, and her pussy convulses.
>She screams out your name as she cums.
>A waterfall of cum gushes onto your face.
>You lap it up as quickly as you can, trying not to drown.
>You feel dizzy from how hard your head is being squeezed.
>You see stars.
>But just in the nick of time, your wife lets you go, and you come up for air.
>You see Sunset trembling on the bed, breathing like she’d just ran (galloped?) a marathon.
>You wipe your mouth with your arm and, feeling silly, opt to just use your discarded shirt to wipe your face dry.
>”Fffffuck, Big Guy. You’re a little too good at this.”
“Satisfied, Shim Sham?”
>She snorts.
>”You don’t get off that easy, stud. C’mere.”
>You climb onto the bed again, and Sunset heaves herself to lay on her side.
>”I want to try something.”
>You slide close to her and she kisses your chest.
>”Relax for a sec..”
>Sunset rubs your thigh with her hoof, and you hiss in response.
>Again, the hoof is surprisingly soft. You thought it would be coarse from all the abrasion on the ground but it’s not.
>As she rubs your thigh, you relax, only for her to take it further by bringing her hoof closer to your crotch.
>You’re already excited, but not quite hard.
>Sunset pushes your penis up with her hoof, making you take a deep breath in response.
>You wiggle your hips, but the mare is undeterred.
>Now that your cock’s underside is exposed, she places her hoof over it, and…
>Oh, wow.
>It’s so soft, and cushiony!
>Sunset is pressing your prick down with the frog of her hoof, and it’s almost like a firm pillow on your dick.
“Sunny, I…”
>You’re at a loss for words, and Sunset just looks at you with a sultry smile and begins moving her hoof up and down.
>Such smoothness moving across your most sensitive region, you can’t do more than bite your lip.
>You look down at the pony’s appendage and see yourself getting bigger and bigger as she rubs your cock.
>It’ feels incredible.
>You buck your hips a few times, earning a giggle from Sunset.
>“See? I told you hooves weren’t so bad.”
>She keeps stroking your cock with her hoof until, swollen to your limit, you feel her pull away.
>You look at her with shock, but you think you know what she intends.
>Now that you’re fully erect, you can play with her more.
>So that was her plan: getting you ready for the main event.
>It certainly worked. Not that you would have had any trouble without help.
>But boy does that hoof feel nice.
>She rolls onto her back again, and you maneuver yourself between her legs.
>Placing both hands on her belly, you pat on it like a drum for a second.
>She wiggles beneath you.
>”Nnnnngh. You tease. Hurry up and put it in, Big Guy.”
>You hold firmly to both side’s of your wife’s gravid gut and push forward with your hips.
“Unnnnghhhh…”
>You don’t even realize the noise you make when you enter your darling spouse.
>She’s so warm inside; so inviting.
>And it feels like she’s pulling you in.
>It must be a mare thing.
>Halfway inside her she arches her back and hugs you tight with her legs, closing her eyes with a sigh.
>”Mmmmm. Keep going, Big Guy. Don’t be shy.”
>You plant your hands on the bed and roll your hips, your groin tingling with pleasure as you push ever deeper into the warmth of your lover’s pussy.
>By the time you bottom out, Sunset has a bright grin on her face.
>Eyes still closed, she bites her lip and you feel her coochie clench on your cock.
>Your testicles twitch.
“Sunny Bunny… You’re making it real hard not to cum.”
>”Nnnnn. Too bad.”
>You take a deep breath and pull out enough to start pumping your dick to a steady, slow pace.
>More of a grind than the vigorous fucking you want to let loose with.
>You try to focus less on the pressure building up in your balls and on how soothing her belly feels against yours.
>Her fur is so velvety and smooth, and it tantalizes your flesh as you press your body against her.
>Yet no matter how you try, you can’t help but notice how perfectly her pussy molds itself to the shape of your penis.
>How she squeezes it tightly, desperate for your seed.
>You’re barely holding on, yet the pony looks peaceful and serene, like she’s sleeping.
>The only giveaway that she’s ecstatic is the blush on her face and her steadily quickening breath.
>Sunset’s stomach twitches and expands and contracts with her aspirations.
>You clench your eyes shut, moving your body in an undulating wave atop the equine.
>At last, Sunset shivers, groaning softly.
>Her pony pussy pulls and squeezes your thick, throbbing cock.
>Shoving your hips against her groin, you exhale.
>Your balls heave, forcing a burst of hot cum out of your twitching dick.
>Each blast of cum gives you more relief as you finally release inside your pregnant partner.
>As white cream leaks out from your joined nethers, you crane your neck down to kiss Sunset’s nose.
>She giggles and just barely opens her eyes to smile up at you.
>You pull out of Sunset with some hesitation and flop next to the pregnant mare, truly exhausted.
>You sigh heavily.
“Satisfied, Shim Sham?”
>She rolls towards you, her gut draping over you as she snuggles close, getting comfy.
>”Mhm.”
>She nuzzles your shoulder with her cheek and reaches over to rub your chest like before, moving her hoof in a circle.
>”My big, strong man.”
>You wrap your arm around your wife’s shoulder.
>Having her fuzzy body pressed against yours feels so perfect.
>You put your other hand on her belly and gently scritch her tummy.
>She coos and keeps rubbing your chest.
“I love you, Sunset.”
>She kisses your lips, sighing pleasantly.
>”And I love you, Big Guy.”
>The two of you drift slowly to sleep, snug and secure.
>The last you remember is the feeling of Sunset’s breath on your neck, her gentle hoof on your chest, the feeling of covers being magically pulled over the both of you, and the subtle movement inside your wife’s belly.

**********

>You wake up in the middle of the night.
>Not sure why.
>Moonlight seeps into the room.
>You look over at Sunset.
>She’s fast asleep.
>You gently rub her stomach and slide out of bed.
>Slipping into some pajama bottoms and a t shirt, you look out the window.
>It’s a quiet, blue night out.
>You notice something down below.
>Your brother-in-law is leaning on the fence outside.
>You quietly tread downstairs and outside.
>Sunburst’s ears perk up and he turns.
>”Oh, it’s you.”
“Didn’t spook you, did I?”
>”No, I was just lost in thought.”
>You lean on the fence next to the pony.
“Got a lot on your mind?”
>”You could say that.”
>He glances over at you and then up at the sky.
>You stay silent for the time being.
>The breeze feels refreshing.
>It’s quiet for a few minutes other than the sound of crickets nearby.
>”Can I ask you something?”
“Yeah?”
>”How did you know my Sister was the one?”
>You raise your eyebrows at that one.
>But, it’s piqued your curiosity.
>You think for a second.
“Well…”
>The Unicorn turns to look at you.
“I think about the future a lot. Mostly worry about it, honestly.”
>”I know what that’s like.”
>You smirk.
“But I hope a lot, too. At one point, every time I envisioned the future, she was always there. Life just didn’t make sense without her. That’s when I knew, Sunburst.”
>He strokes his beard, looking out over the town. Or maybe past it.
>”I see.”
>A smile forms on his face.
>He pushes himself from the fence and faces you.
>”My head’s a lot clearer now. Thank you.”
“Of course.”
>The two of you share a look.
>”Good night,” Sunburst says, trotting inside with his head held high.
>You nod with approval and look up at the sky again.
>The future looks bright, indeed.