>Be Rarity's son
>Living with her at her boutique
>She mostly just does her clothes designing, but sometimes says she does some writing on the side
>Though you've never actually seen her write anything
>You haven't been very curious about it because you aren't much of a reader
>Even if you were you imagine her writing one of those romance novels women like
>You just hope it's not some god awful trash like the Twilight Saga
>Not to be confused the the autobiography about Twilight Sparkle
>Which you heard is actually good
>The only times you have actually gotten curious was when you seriously wondered if she is writing anything
>Not just saying she is to sound more smart and sophisticated
>You actually wouldn't put it past her to do that
>She really does like to put on an air of super refined high class
>Though when actively trying to catch her writing anything got difficult you give up
>Since you don't actually care that much
>Then in the middle of the night one time you wake up feeling absolutely parched
>Heading to the kitchen for water you see Mom's door open
>Soft light pouring out from the cracked opening
>Walking closer you hear her talking too
>Like she's reading something aloud to herself
>Closer still you hear the clacking of keys on a keyboard
>You also hear both her's and your names
>Now you're so curious you forget about getting water
>Going right up to the door you peak in
>Mom is at her computer writing something and reading it aloud to herself as she writes
>"Hahaha! I have captured your mother to force her to wed me because I am evil, and I also suck ass! What are you going to do about it Anon?"
>Sounds really corny, but why have her be your mother in the story too?
>"You'd better not do anything to her, or I'll slay you where you stand! Also sucking ass is gross."
>"I only suck ass metaphorically!"
>You almost laugh, but stop yourself in order to not give yourself away
>From there it seems like a standard 'save the damsel in distress' thing besides the relationship
>At least until after her version of you in the story saves her
>Saying you're going to get married because you saved her
>Then she has you two in the story strip down to have sex
>A drastic turn you weren't expecting for sure
>"He then picks up the soft and curvy body of his mother. In a manhandling and lurid fashion since he owns her in every sense."
>Your ears burn as her voice gets hot from what she's writing
>"Then he unceremoniously slams her down on his cock. Filling her pussy with his perfectly sized length which was made just for her."
>Feeling yourself get hard despite thinking you shouldn't, and that you shouldn't even be hearing this
>"Finally he fucks her so hard... So hard... I don't even know."
>She deletes that last part to try again
>"No... No, that's no good."
>She thinks about it
>"There's got to be something good for this part, but what? It's got to be steam, and raunchy!"
>She rubes her temple with both hands wracking her brain

>Until she gives up and calls it a night
>Saving her work before turning off the computer monitor
>Then going to bed as you sit there shocked
>After you're sure she's asleep you get an idea
>You grab a flash drive before heading into Mom's room
>Sneaking over to her computer you turn the monitor back on
>It's easy to underestimate how bright a computer monitor actually is
>Despite being fully asleep earlier Mom wakes up
>Catching you at her computer
>"Just what do you think you're doing, darling?"
>Asking you pointedly as you're like a deer caught in headlights
>Then notices the flash drive, and the computer showing the folder where she had her writing still
>"Were you trying to get a copy of my writing?!"
>She asks loudly with conflicting emotions
>Shock, anger, worry, and other things all mixed in
>You feel the need to counter
"Just what are you doing writing about us fucking?!"
>Her eyes go wide as she tries to come up with a way to answer that
>"If you know that then why do you want it?!"
>Firing back as now you're on the defensive
>You have no idea how to answer that without sounding like a huge pervert
>Actually you're not sure why you did it yourself
>Not having thought far enough ahead to actually know what you would have done with it after having it
>She then looks down and sees a tent in your pajama pants
>Looking back up at you seeming unsure of something
>"Why don't you... Could you come over here for a second?"
>She then pulls the sheets off herself revealing her laying in her bed wearing her silky almost see through nightgown
>Almost but not quite
>Beckoning you over as you slowly inch towards her
>Once you reach her she pulls you onto the bed with her
>Embracing you before kissing you
>Deeply and passionately as your mind drowns in what you're feeling
>You end up on top as she wraps herself around you, and you dry hump without thinking
>Then she reaches down to pull your pajama pants and underwear down
>The next time you hump your dick pushes right into a tight wetness that clamps down on you
>Two realizations dawn on you as Mom moans out loudly
>One is that she didn't have underwear on, and the second is that you're inside her
>She tightens her legs around you while reaching up and grabbing the top of her mattress
>You're fucking her hard and fast unable to stop
>The feeling so amazing you practically don't care it's your mother you're doing this with
>Her moans so loud you hope the neighbors don't hear it
>Finally you feel yourself about to cum
>You try to pull out, but Mom's legs pull you back in
>Hilting in her and being held in by her legs makes you go over the edge
>Pumping your spunk into her as she shuddered while sounding like it was the best feeling ever
>Then perhaps realizing she wasn't supposed to want that looking embarrassed
>Though still holding you in place with her legs
"So uhmmm... What now?"
>You ask awkwardly as she thinks
>Then kisses you
>"Could you help me with my writing, darling?"

>Like it's about her writing
>Also it feels very different to be called 'darling' after what just happened
>You know she calls practically everyone darling, but if still feels different now
>Mom seems puzzled by your reaction
>"What's the matter, darling?"
"it just... Feels different to be called 'darling' now. After, well, this..."
>She blushes deeply while looking away
>"I guess it could be said you're my darling now... Which I wouldn't make my own son be! Unless you want to be?"
>Sounding unsure of herself and flip flopping while making her actual desire known
>You don't want to answer that
>Especially not having it in you to say 'yes, I want to be your darling'
>Still inside her and almost feeling your spunk inside her womb you remember something
"It's a safe day... Right?"
>Mom looks even more away from direct eye contact
>"If I get pregnant I can model my own maternity clothes..."
>She muses while absolutely not giving you any confidence
>Then looking back at you with a seductive glare
>"Since it's too late to worry about that... Would you help me with my writing, darling?"
>Being called darling again makes your heart race
"How would I do that?"
>You ask while feeling like you could guess
>"We could try different positions to help me write about them in detail~."
>As in more sex?
"You m-mean... More of this?!"
>She looks at you like she's disappointed
>"Of course we're going to change it up. Writing about just missionary position would be boring!"
>Letting go of you with her legs finally before pushing you off
>Then going to a pull up bar in her room for exercise before beckoning
>Lowering the bar to chest level before having you pick her up by the legs
>Holding herself a little to make it easier on you to hold her
>Going by instinct you lower her onto your dick
>"Yes! That's it! Thrust up while moving me with your arms!"
>She directs you while starting to moan again
>You start thrusting up into her while lifting her up and letting her fall
>It's not long before you realize this'll really wear you out
>Not only that but your shaft feels sensitive from earlier
>It's not as long as the first time before you cum again
>Pushing more into her with her all the way down on it
>Mom practically chewing her lip before directing you again
>"Now reach your arms up and grab my head to really manhandle me!"
>You try doing what she said with a nearly blank mind
>Managing to do it, but now you're taking on her full weight because she can't hold onto the bar
>Holding her like this you feel in control despite doing this because she said to
>Thrusting up into her while bouncing her you feel like you're running on steam
>Yet it's so mind blowingly good you want to exhaust every last bit of your stamina
>Then when you came in her a third time you were truly spent
>Your legs wobbling before buckling under you
>Falling back onto the floor with Mom on top of you
>"Absolute perfection, darling!"
>Mom praises you with a look of rapt pleasure on her face