Idea I had from anon's poker night thing last thread, concerning a matter that doesn't get brought up much.
>You are anon.
>Just anon, no other names because those get too complicated apparently.
>And you are presently in the middle of the most confusing discussion you've ever had.
>"Darling! Even suggesting Thunderlane, really? How... shrewd of you!"
>One you were barely even a part of, honestly.
>"I didn't-OH!-mean annygghh offense, I just saw you... oh yes like that... saw you smile in that way when he caaauught you, so I... so I... I'mmmMMMM!"
>The bouncing blue pegasus in your lap was taking up most of your attention.
>"Assuming, I know, and it's rude of you!"
>Rarity didn't mind.
>None of the ones at the table minded, actually, the 'main seven' plus Spike as they were known.
>They all seemed perfectly fine with their friend currently riding your dick while trying to keep up a conversation.
>"Nngghhhhholyshitthat'sgood."
>Trying.
>"I have to agree with Rarity, I don't think Thunderlane would be a very good father to sire foals with."
>Unlike Fluttershy, who was apparently such a wizard at cunnilingus that even while eating out her friend, she could keep up a conversation.
>Goddamn wizardhorses, make you feel like you need better linguistic skills.
>Gonna have to work on that with Zecora later.
>"Oh wow, no! Could you imagine!?... Fluttershy can you do the twisty thithhheeerrreeeyougooooo..."
>Or Pinkie, she seemed enthused about the whole thing.
"Why not?"
>Was it rude to ask that without reacting while Dash was doing her sideways thrust?
>"He suuucckkkss."
>She apparently didn't think so.
>"While I would not put it so... ahem, delicately as Rainbow Dash did, I would agree with the sentiment if nothing else. Thunderlane is rather, shall we say, lacking in ambition."
"Oh?"

>"Yes! He makes his little brother do everything without any sort of reward, I've never seen a colt so used and neglected, and barely spends any time with him when he's not making the poor thing pick up his things!"
>You had a comment or two about Sweetie Belle you kept to yourself.
>"Nevermind him admitting he could never be Captain of the Wonderbolts, which shows his career ambitions are lacking, that's just showing a poor familiar connection that would be vital in siring selection! Hrmph! As if I would stoop so low to allow him to continue his bloodline with me! I barely even tried when I blew him as thanks for saving me!"
"Huh. So who would be a good choice, for you I mean?"
>She got those dreamy eyes. Those wide, dreamy eyes.
>"Why, I'm waiting for my prince, of course! He must be ambitious, influential and he must be of the most highest of caliber of course! I want to look down with pride at my little one and know she came from good stock!"
>Everyone rolled their eyes, everyone.
>She just sighed away.
"So, when are you going to tell Blueblood?"
>Her glare could have cut through your head had it been physical, but the laughter from the table disarmed her somewhat.
"I kid, I kid, but it sounds like you should ask-"
>Something bounced off the side of your head.
>Hard.
>"No! No even suggesting that!"
>Twiggles was not amused.
>"But daarrliiinnnngg."
>"No! I told you once and I told you a thousand times more after that, trying to get my BBBFF to sire your foals!"
>"He's literally the only respectable prince I know!"
>"No, I said! He promised me that I'm next after Cadence, and I'm not ready for motherhood yet!"
>"Fine, what about after you?"
>"You'll have to fight off Luna, she says she wants a powerbaby like Cadence has. I don't know what she wants to do with it, I don't know why she cackles and turns dark when she mentions it, but apparently even Celestia isn't jumping ahead of her in line. She's... scary."
"Why wait for him? Lots of stallions would love to have a chance at her. And not-stallions, of course."
>Nobody really seemed to mind your insinuation.
>"I think she got tired of it after the third one came out Unicorn. All of whom died while she was on the moon, I should point out."
>Ouch.
>Now you have become the asshole of the room.
>"Yeah, we think that Shining might be the end result of a genetic mutation cultivated by Celestia over the course of a thousand years to be a forebearer of a new race, or it's Cadence and we're all gonna look suuuuuper silly after this, whichever."
>Logical.
"What about you, Pinkie?"
>"Hm? Me? Daddy wants to sire a foal with me next hearthwarming, actually! It's going to be so cool!"
"And you're... okay with that."
>There is literally a blue winged horse riding you after casually offering it just to pass the time, and even still some sexual taboos were weird.
>"Course I am! He promised that whoever offered to be sired first got the farm! And since I'm second that means I get the rock collection! Wooo!"
"Rock collection."
>"It's amazing, you have no idea."
>Moving on quickly from that.
"Fluttershy?"
>"Discord asked for first chances, but we don't think we're compatible. If he is, fantastic, if not we'll have Twilight look into it, if that doesn't work and it won't happen I'll just call up Iron Will to stand in for him, and if that doesn't work I'll see if my Diamond Dog friend will try, or if that doesn't work I'll see if we can find this Scorpan fellow."
>You were noticing a trend.
>She like'em fuzzy.
"Huh. Applejack? You've stayed quiet this whole time-"
>"Marriage."
"Come again?"
>"I'm waitin' for marriage."
"Oh... good for you?"
>She glared, for some reason.
>"Marriage."
>"Yes, she's rather weird about this."
>"Right? Marriage is so silly!"
>"Yeah, not like I'm going to marry my BBBFF, I just want him to knock me up!
>Sure, that one was the weirdness of the group.
"Huh. Starlight? Wanna chime in here?"
>"SPIIIIIKKKKKKKKKKEEEE!"
>Her wailing orgasm nearly burst your eardrums, much like how a white substance burst from her fillyhood around the thin and sharp dragoncock pounding into it.
"Good for you, I guess. Last of the bunch, got anything to add, Dash?"
>The pegasus groaned, going limp in your hold as her muscles gave out.
>"I don't even care, you're fine."
"...I'm sorry?"
>"Go ahead and knock me up, it's cool."
"Uh..."
>You feel like you should give more of a fight to this, but she had been on there a long time, and the end was nearing.
>Fuck it.
>And fuck her.
"Done!"
>You grab hold of those toned flanks with both hands, leaving your fingers awash in blue fur. With the tough, yet soft skin underneath hugging you, you begin to pump her up and down along your length with speeds even she thought impressive. Every time the slip of her velvet walls around you pulled you that much closer to the edge.
>"Rut me fuck me claim me make me knock me up knock me up KNOCK ME UUUUPPP!"
>You couldn't take it anymore.
>With one last pump to slam her down as deep as could be reached, you unloaded into her like a firehose broken loose. Coating her insides with your seed to plant the future that will grow within her.
>She fell forwards after she was done, going limp into to the crook of your neck with her nose, basking in the afterglow.
>Speaking of glowing...
>"Whelp, guess ya' are compatible."
>For some strange reason, a questionmark appeared on her belly. Guess that's how they know who the father is?
>"Phew. That was... a ride."
>She seemed tired, but was smiling.
>"...whelp, thanks for the kid."
>Then she just pulled off you into the air like nothing happened.
>"Talk to you later, you want in on naming it?"
"Uh..."
>"Taking that as a no, later everyone!"
>"Bye, darling!"
>"G'bye."
>Then she just left, just like that.
"...uh..."
>"Congrats, partner. You comin' to the fall leafpickin' festival tomorrow?"
"S-sure? But-"
>"Cool! See you then, nonny!"
>Then they all began to leave.
>One by one just moseying out like nothing weird had happened at all.
>You were left alone, and stunned, to say the least.
"...uh-"
>"Ahem."
>Well, almost alone.
>"Um, anon, not to trouble you or anything, but if Discord is incompatible, well, Iron Hoof is a long way away..."
>Fluttershy was still there, and very interested.
>"And... you're not a pony."
"...neat."
>"Thanks for coming with me, Anon, I needed some excuse to get out for a bit and 'helping friendship' was the only answer they were going to take."
>Shining Armor sounded much more tense than you could recall from the last time you had been with him. It was clear from body language alone he needed to relax no matter how much he smiled.
"No problem. So, where did you want to go to unwind? Training grounds? Sparring match? Run in the woods?"
>He gave you that look like you were his daughter, and she had just asked if it was okay to practice juggling with his spears.
>Ten minutes later, you were both walking into a spa.
>"Give me your most relaxing everything please!"
"And one for me."
>In hindsight, you shouldn't have stereotyped.
>Hot tubs are fucking awesome.
>"Ahhhhh, I needed this."
"No kidding, feels like I've been on my feet forever."
>"Wouldn't know what that's like."
"It's like hooves but the toenails stop before wrapping around."
>"Makes sense."
>Both of the spa sisters came up to you after you'd settled in, bowing respectively before asking if either of you would like a 'quick release'.
>Shining said no, the cruel monster he was.
>Now you can't do it without feeling like you're ignoring him.
>Later, little blue horse, later she would be yours again.
"Not in the mood?"
>"Little sore down there, Cadence had the day off yesterday and was a little pent up."
"Ouch."
>"On the ceiling, anon, the ceiling!"
>You didn't ask how that worked.
>"Speaking of pent up though, heard someone sired Rainbow Dash, congratulations buddy!"
>He gave you a, you believe they called it 'bro hoof', which you respectfully returned.
"Thanks. Though I don't think she cares much about my part in it."
>"Ugh, I know, apparently she's a Lunerian, they're all about communally raising kids and not attaching labels like 'parenthood' onto things. Personally? I just think it's being lazy, Scootaloo's parents are the same way and you never even see them!"
>Wait, was Scootaloo not an orphan?
>What a jerk, you gave her so much pity cunnilingus too! She has made you the fool.
>You're giving her such a tongue lashing next time you see her.
"Lunerian?"
>"It's a, well, don't want to say cult, because it's not a cult, just a way of thinking that propped up after Luna was banished. They saw the stringent connection of family like siblings to be the cause of the ultimate downfall of Luna, so they decided that raising children should be a more communal thing."
"Oh."
>"That was hundreds of years ago, though. Now it's just a reason for kids of Cel relationships to lash out at their parents."
"Let me guess, Cel is-"
>"When both parents are vital to raising their child, yeah. But some of them are really overenthusiastic or protective, and as a result."
>You have met Dash's parents.
>You understand.
>It was super weird when Windy wanted to test how long you'd last for blowjobs if you were going to hang around Dash.
>Somehow even weirder when Bow did the same.
>You shudder to think how they're going to react.
"Sounds like that would be the better way."
>"Right!? You can't disperse unbound raising of a child to so many, it just doesn't work! You need at least two parents, minimum, dedicated to directly raising kids!"
"What about ones like Applejack?"
>"The intent was there and I doubt either of them chose to leave. That's a regrettable circumstance, not a norm."
>He had a point.
"Still, she doesn't seem to care."
>"I know, but still, I don't like it. You can't just go knocking up mares willy nilly!"
>Heh.
>Nilly.
>"Ahhh, forget it, I'm stressing myself out more. I need to relax."
"Damn straight."
>So relax you both did, sinking deeper into the clean water filled with all those nice little fizzy bubble things that you love.
>So nice.
>"So what's this I hear about Fluttershy and Discord?"
"Hm? Oh, yeah, they're trying to have a kid."
>"Good for them!"
"Weellllll."
>"Ah. Biological incompatibility?"
"They're checking with Twilight right this second, as a matter of fact. She's running some tests to see if it can be 'tweaked' to work."
>"I hope for the best."
"Me too, but in case they don't, Fluttershy asked me to step in and have a kid with her."
>"Oh?"
"Yeah. I'm thinking of saying yes, but she wants me to be with her and Discord if I do."
>"Well I should hope so! I couldn't imagine siring like that and not herding them. They'd be wonderful for a relationship. Honestly, if you do, you should try and move Dash into the herd, she might be more receptive if Fluttershy is with her and that way both kids could be raised together."
"You think Fluttershy would be okay with that?"
>"She's a Cadan like my wife, of course she'd be okay with it so long as you did it proper. Speaking of, I might have to loan you for the ceremony, you can't do this half assed and my buddy isn't going to be a Town Hall Herd. The entire thing is based off the idea that love can spread and you should be allowed to bring them in if it's meant to be!"
>Shining didn't know it, but he had just relieved you of more stress than you could have gotten from having sex with a hundred mares.
>And not because of the money thing.
>It had been one of your worries when Fluttershy had brought it up, the idea you'd be 'locked in' while Dash was raising the kid.
>Even if you had to fight her on it, it would be nice to have a chance to actually raise your offspring with her.
"What's the upper limit on this anyway?"
>"Upper limit?"
>He looked at you like you'd asked how much cheese could fill the moon.
>This also made you feel better.
"Nevermind."
>"Good. Take responsibility for your sires, Anon! There are just an absurd number of Lunerian in Ponyville, don't let her end up like them!"
>Now that he mentioned it, you did notice an absolutely absurd number of mares with single children and very few children with stallions.
>And those stallions and mares tended to move about.
>And actually now that you think about it those kids moved from mare to mare as well a lot.
>Huh, and you thought that was just lazy asset use.
"Alright, alright, I will."
>"Good... good, that relaxed me more than you know."
"Really? Cause it looks like someone's not relaxed at all."
>You laugh at him while he scowls at his boner poking up from the water.
>"Bad boner, no, I told you to wait until we're home."
>It twitched.
>Could... could it hear him?
"You don't ask a boner to wait, Shining. See?"
>You gesture downwards to your own little fellow rising from the water like the goodamn lochness monster.
"I don't ask because he knows."
>It twitched at you, and you were more worried now than when someone had joked there was a skeleton inside of you.
>"Whelp, nothing to do now."
>He started to rise from the water.
>"You want-"
>Reality itself blinked in front of you, loudly enough to cut off whatever he was going to ask.
>From that warp in spacetime came a note, a simple note.
>~My cottage, if that's okay with you.~
>And you were done.
>You got out of the water as quickly as you could, and you ran towards the door.
>You did not grab your clothing, you did not put them on, you just ran out with Anonamagous flapping in the wind.
"Thanksforthetripshiningbye!"
>He just watched your green ass go.
>"Well shoot, okay, I guess I can call for assistance."
>He rings a little bell.
>"Ve ar sorry, all employees are in service to other patrons, wait time is three hours until next opening, be patient!"
>"...well shit."
>You didn't see any of that, you just knew it happened.
>You didn't care.
>Much like how you didn't care how many asked if you needed relief on the way there.
>Or how much your feet hurt mid run.
>You didn't care.
>You hauled flabby ass until you reached the cottage.
>You collected yourself, pretended not to notice you were still naked, and strut right in.
>There was no one there.
>"Anon! I'm in the bedroom!'
>Jackpot
>You moseyed your way over there and flung the door open with grace, letting you spot the mare currently curled up sideways on the bed.
>"Anon, I have wonderful news! Twilight said Discord and I might be able to have a kid!"
>Boner, deflated.
>" She said the chaotic viability was affecting the insemination, and it would take a long long time to magically convince them not to turn the eggs into jelly or monsters or little aliens that would burst out of my chest and kill me. It's possible, she said!"
>But you smiled.
"That's great, Fluttershy."
>"But... well, she said that might take up to a year, if not more. And..."
>She bit her lower lip.
>"And I really want a child, anon."
>Slowly, her back legs began to rise.
>"I don't know if I gave you enough time to think about it, but if you have, if you would..."
>She presented to you, and flicked her tail over her yellow back.
>"Would you impregnate me, if it's not too much trouble?"
>Boner is back with enough power to shake the heavens.
"Of course I will."
>You strut your way up to the quivering, dripping, winking marehood with a hint of enthusiasm you barely hid away.
>"Oh, oh thank you, Anon, thank you so much!"
>You laid your hand on her shaking flanks, taking your dear sweet time feeling the fur and the soft and plush flesh underneath it. Her tail flicked at your hand, as if subconsciously urging you to get on with it. You weren't going to hurry this.
>"Thank you."
>You were going to run those fingers through that yellow fur, that pink tail, and all along that sopping opening before you prodded your fingers inside.
>This mare had blown you before, like it wasn't even a thing.
>You'd fucked her before, not even really caring.
>This was different.
>She was so ready for you right now.
>"Anon... please."
>Fuck foreplay.
>You surged forwards, your hand finding the back of her neck and making sure her front half stayed down.
>Honestly, you had no idea if this was right, it just looked like something most wild stallions would do to a mare, but you weren't going to question it too much.
>She certainly wasn't when you used your free hand to guide your foalmaker into a snatch that seemed to suck you in with desperation.
>She was tighter than she had ever been, her body so tense from need it held you tightly.
>"P-please."
>She begged as she pushed back to you.
>She cried out when you shoved forwards.
>"Oh please oh please oh please."
>One hand kept her pressed into the soft sheets of the mattress, forcing her face into it's folds and keeping her from moving.
>She in turn completely submitted, her body already accepting what was happening in a way her misfiring mind never could.
>It knew she wasn't having sex right now.
>She was being bred.
>And it accepted it.
>You could feel a strange sensation wash over your lower half, as if some magical spell or inherent magic was changing, or being lifted.
>You didn't bother to think about you.
>You just kept slamming away in a bestial fashion against that oh so soft backside.
>Just kept hammering and hammering her until you could see the pink of stinging flesh underneath her matted yellow fur.
>You spanked her and she squealed, you pulled her tail and she moaned, you did everything you could except let her up.
>She wasn't allowed to, not until you were done.
>Not until you slammed in as deeply as you could go.
>All the while, she whispered, growing quieter and quieter with each hit.
>"Please, oh please, oh please..."
>Every whisper brought you closer and closer to the edge until it happened.
>She whispered one last thing.
>"Please...breed me."
>That was too much.
>Maybe it was the meek way she asked.
>Maybe it was the innocent tone she did it.
>Maybe it was the little whimpers mixed in with eeps and ohs.
>Maybe it was just because the sight of her heaving back and jiggling yellow ass was just too damn much for you.
>It didn't matter.
>None of it mattered in that beautiful moment when you saw white, and everything just came pouring out.
>"Yay."
>You had never felt her cum more powerfully than the moment when she could tell, she just knew, it was happening.
>She was becoming a mother.
>The whole world spun for a moment until you fell over, making sure to keep hold of the pony when you hit your side.
>She fell with you, accepting wherever you wanted to go.
>Whatever you wanted was just fine.
>You were so exhausted, you couldn't do much more than lay there and be the big spoon to the pony, unable to look away from the window to the outside which now seemed a lot darker than when you had come in here.
>How long had it been? You had no idea.
>Didn't care either.
>"..thank you."
>Fluttershy was falling off to sleep, and it was your job to watch over her now.
>That mark on her stomach made that very clear.
>"I can't wait to be a mother."

Someone last thread lamented Herd being dead so this one's for you.