Sweetie stood shakily between Apple Bloom and Scootaloo. Scootaloo’s shaft had since shrunk back down inside him, but his payload still remained in Apple Bloom’s hotly fertilized hindquarters. He had went and mounted her like an idiot, after she went and presented like an idiot, and Sweetie had to sit there and watch, schlicking furiously... like an idiot. It felt pretty incredible to be an idiot, as it turns out. None of them were too upset about it because, through sheer stupid desperation, they all concluded that Apple Bloom would be fine if she got her IUD, despite experiencing a colt’s intromission in her while she was still dangerously fertile.
And Sweetie’s two very best friends were just not figuring out that they should have been hugging each other. They were just hugging a minute ago, but hugging in the way a colt hugs a filly when he wants to be in her, not a real hug. And now Apple Bloom and Scootaloo both had to hug too, or they would be sad, and Sweetie might have to bust a gasket. They just looked so scared and lost, standing there, alone and alienated in their serious situation, about 2 feet away from each other.
“Just hug already!” Sweetie blurted impatiently.
The two looked at her in surprise, and then at each other. Sweetie blushed and lifted her hooves to hide her face after saying that. Apple Bloom gave Scootaloo a slight eyebrow raise, and Scootaloo’s eyes brightened and with a sneaky smile he winked back. Then they both turned on Sweetie Belle, walking forward and grabbing the little unicorn filly, and hugging the living daylights out of her. Then hugging each other. Then just laughing together and being together, and maybe giving Sweetie another orgasm.
Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were both wiped out from that mind blowing fucking thing, but Sweetie was really ready for some attention, after seeing them going at it. And oh, the way they gave her that attention! It wasn’t long before Sweetie was pretty wiped out herself. Besides the both of them licking and rubbing at her special places, they teased her with the very same white seed that was coming outta Apple Bloom. Told the horny Sweetie that it was the same stuff that made her pregnant.
When Sweetie was on her back, hooves curled in front of her, orgasming helplessly, she got to watch with big eyes shrunk to pinpricks, while Apple Bloom let it drip out of her right onto Sweetie Belle’s vulva, and Scootaloo used his tongue to smear it around her filly place.
Of course Sweetie just took the contracepty thing, so she wasn’t gonna get pregnant just like that. But they sort of pretended she was, and... it sort of worked! Sweetie got so worked up thinking about it, that she was out of it for like... a minute, after her friends pushed her over the precipice, with those sweet touches and sultry words. It was kinda funny really. They lay on either side of her, and it was kind of like
Scootaloo: Wow, she’s really out of it.
Apple Bloom: Hey Sweetie, you with us yet?
Sweetie Belle: (inarticulate moans)
Yes, they were all quite thoroughly satisfied. They lay there into their free afternoon, that Applejack had ignorantly granted Apple Bloom on account of—well—on account of exactly what took up their morning. Estrus.
“Maybe estrus’ll stop me from wantin’ an IUD,” Apple Bloom speculated idly at the ceiling. “Dunno though, ah feel lots more clear headed now. It was when ah was gettin Scootaloo’d that it all crashed down on me, and ah couldn’t stop wanting that foal. So, unless you’re gonna mount me while I ask Twilight for it,” she gave a cheeky grin to Scootaloo, “Then ah think ah’ll be just fine in gettin’ one.”
Sweetie Belle giggled and sidled alongside Apple Bloom, brushing over her friend’s belly with a hoof. “Guess now I’m the one who gets to imagine the foal growing in your belly.”
Apple Bloom blushed and said, “Yeah ah was really puttin’ it on thick, uh, sorry Sweetie. It f-feels weird to think that ah’m the same way now.”
“I won’t tease you,” Sweetie said seriously. “I know how it feels too, and I want you to know you’re still Apple Bloom. I know you said you’re different, but you’re still Apple Bloom. Scootaloo could make foals in your bottom all day, and you’d still be you.”
Apple Bloom had to look at Sweetie Belle with an unexpected gratitude at what Sweetie was saying. Apple Bloom was... pregnant, and still Apple Bloom. She didn’t know what to say to that, or how to thank Sweetie for saying it.
“Not that I would!” Scootaloo cut in irritably, saving Apple Bloom the trouble of speaking. He blushed a little and said, “Uh, except for estrus um... when you stick your butt up like that. Okay maybe I would. But remember I can only do it once!”
“Once is all it takes,” Apple Bloom remarked morbidly, with a tail wiggle to see if more of Scootaloo’s goo would drip out of her birth canal. It was pretty much staying inside her at this point. Making her all pregnant in there. “Ah felt practically like an inflatin’ balloon with your ‘once,’” she teased Scootaloo, “There was so much sperms in me, that it cain’t miss mah egg.”
“Yeah, well once is all you get, until you get that IUthingy,” Scootaloo announced haughtily. “I won’t let any of you fillies get me this easy again, until you’re both safe.”
“Good enough motivation for me,” Sweetie Belle agreed emphatically.
Twilight Sparkle smiled brightly as Apple Bloom approached that afternoon where she waited out by Sugarcube Corner, the filly’s ears tilted in a curiously guilty position. “Y’got the thing?” Apple Bloom asked conspiratorially, tip toeing sideways to look sly as she approached Twilight.
“Right here,” Twilight said, brandishing in her magic a little... copper Y thing. The cute little filly had an expression on her face like, that was it then? Little Apple Bloom crossed her eyes to look at it confusedly, as Twilight hovered in there front of her nose.
“It’s called an IUD,” Twilight happily explained without prompting. “Copper inhibits the progression of sperm and egg, and while it’s inside your womb, it’s simply impossible to become pregnant.”
“Mah womb...?” Apple Bloom whispered. “So that’s goin’ inside there?”
“Well, where else would be better for stopping pregnancy?” Twilight rolled her eyes. “You didn’t think I was just gonna bring a cork or something, right?”
“Oh,” Apple Bloom said with a relieved smile. “Good. That means that it’ll... be uh...” she scratched a hoof on the ground for some reason, and said with a nervous smile, “It’ll work real good.”
“It’s got an over 99% success rate, provided it’s used properly,” Twilight said happily. Apple Bloom just blushed and looked away.
“Used properly, sure,” she said mutedly. She seemed reluctant for some reason. Unsure of herself?
“Well, are you ready to be relatively foal free?” Twilight asked testily.
Apple Bloom nodded slowly. “Will it hurt?” she asked, eyeing the metallic thing with worry.
“I can’t even feel mine,” Twilight assured her. “It’s pretty much asymptomatic.”
“Well ah guess,” Apple Bloom said, putting a hoof down to feel her lower abdomen. “In... in there? That’s where Sweetie said mah womb is.”
“Yep, that’s right,” Twilight nodded. “So, you’re good?”
“Just... yeah ah guess,” Apple Bloom agreed reluctantly. “How hard’s it to stick up my HOOHAW”
Then she blinked, “Somethin’ just like, poked me in there,” Apple Bloom exclaimed. “I... uh... what?”
“All done,” Twilight said with a smile. Apple Bloom blinked again.
“You uh... don’t have to stick it up mah hoo-ha?” Apple Bloom asked uncertainly.
“No silly,” Twilight said pointing a hoof at her horn. “I just teleported it! How would I even get it past your cervix, if I just tried to put it in?”
“Cervix?” Apple Bloom asked unsurely.
“The way from your vagina to your womb,” Twilight confirmed. “It’s a sensitive spot almost in the deepest part of your vagina. You’ll feel it above, and slightly off to the side. It’s pretty tightly closed, with just enough room for sperm to squeeze in there. But certainly not enough room for an IUD!”
“Not teleporting,” Twilight laughed, “The very idea.”
“Ah was wondering about what that spot was just earlier today, though,” Apple Bloom said happily. “Thanks, miss Twilight! Ah learned something!”
Twilight smiled beneficiently. “Yes, you sure did.” Her smile faltered then, and she said, “Wait, why were you wondering about the spot if you weren’t putting any phalluses in there?”
“Oh, no reason!” Apple Bloom said hastily. “Just curious is all! Y’know, curious!”
“Annnd you didn’t mate with some colt,” Twilight prompted uncertainly, “Like I specifically told you not to do?”
“Well, ah gotta find Scootaloo and tell her—uh—him the good news,” Apple Bloom said cheerfully, trotting away from the uneasy unicorn. “See ya, miss Twi!” And, at this point, Twilight really didn’t want to ask any questions.
She facehooved and said, “I swear those fillies are either going to get themselves killed, or save the world.”
They actually hadn’t recovered from what they’d done, by the next day, so they held off on doing it until the day after, when Scootaloo had a full load in him, and then the day after that, when Apple Bloom’s estrus returned with a vengeance. Apple Bloom wanted the whole deal, and her estrus didn’t give her as much of a hard time for waiting just one more day, long as she was aiming at getting herself foal’d. Even if that IUD thing kept it from taking, just the thought that Scootaloo could go to town on her kept Apple Bloom lucid for most of the day, despite a humpy melty groin. But before you know it, they were spending another beautiful afternoon of summer vacation in the clubhouse fucking each other silly.
Apple Bloom was so excited and it was silly, because she hadn’t been able to hold back two days ago and at that time she had pretty much experienced everything there was to experience about Scootaloo, penis, and inside you. But there was one thing very different from last time. This time, Scootaloo didn’t have to hold back. There were no hard feelings, no reluctance or hesitation. She presented for him almost immediately when he came in the clubhouse, her heated nethers so responsive, thinking about how almost pregnant he’d made them the other day.
He just said, “Well, hello to you to, Apple Bloom!”
Yeah Apple Bloom deserved that. Blushing with embarassment she lowered her rump and turned to face him and said, “Right, sorry. Hi Scoots. Um... ah was waitin’ for ya so ah just thought we could get right in on it.”
“Let’s wait for Sweetie,” Scootaloo said cheerfully. “And then I can totally mount you, and the foal stuff, and stuff.”
Apple Bloom smiled at that. “Yeah, she’s been torturin’ herself over just watchin over us mess up for this long. She kinda deserves to see you an’ me doin’ it right.
“Doin’ us right,” she added, making a pass and trailing her tail under Scootaloo’s chin.
Apple Bloom actually um... kind of couldn’t hold it, and started rubbing her itch right there saying apologetically, “Sorry ah just caint... y’know.”
“At least you need to use your hooves,” he grumbled in response. The reason for that caught Apple Bloom’s gaze, and made her rub harder. Her own little scent, and nothing more than that, had given Scootaloo a hard-on. She knew that was what did it. He said it himself how it worked. Apple Bloom’s kind of cool but weird smelling stinkiness, was just what Scootaloo needed. And that made Apple Bloom feel like she was just what Scootaloo needed. And that made her feel powerful, useful, and very horny.
She cut off masturbatingadjusting herself, when Sweetie soon came in, much to Scootaloo’s disappointmentrelief. “Hey you two!” Sweetie chirped bounding up the ramp into the clubhouse. “Did you do it yet?”
“Waiting for you, Sweetie,” Apple Bloom said amiably. “We’re gonna do it now though.”
“We better,” Scootaloo said with a snort, “Or I think Apple Bloom’s gonna have another freakout.”
“It was not a,” Apple Bloom said indignantly, “Okay maybe it was a little freak out, but it’s completely natch’ral.” With her bright red tail flipping over her back, Apple Bloom presented her rump for him, waving her hoof in demonstration saying, “Ah gotta foal place, an’ ah’m in heat, so ah’m gonna just go crazy for anything that could give me a foal.”
“Minus removing the IUD,” Sweetie said seriously.
Apple Bloom snickered at Sweetie, saying, “What IUD? Ah don’t recall no IUD. Ah’m just a helpless, fertile filly, waitin’ for a stallion to sow his seeds in mah field.” Prancing her rear in front of Scootaloo she cooed, “Gonna foalify me? Mah belly’s gonna get all big an’ all you gotta do is that white squirty thing, but up in mah foal place.”
Sweetie rolled her eyes, but Scootaloo just kind of grabbed Apple Bloom by the rear end and started climbing up on her, his hungry penis slapping her groin before she knew it. “Oh mah,” Apple Bloom exclaimed in surprise, her desires awakening slower than he could penetrate her. “That really worked, huh?”
“Y-y~” Scootaloo said articulately, and Sweetie walked up. Just as his penis sank into Apple Bloom’s cunny, with a wince and a huff of breath for both of them, Sweetie said, “Wait a minute. You gotta lick her first. It’s better that way.”
Scootaloo, he ignored Sweetie Belle and kept shoving in. Apple Bloom grunted, and took him and took him, refusing to back down now. With another gasp she was bottomed out, and Scootaloo’s shoved against her, just pulled her rear into his clinging forelegs. “Ohhh wow,” Scootaloo exclaimed dreamily. “Always wanted to try that.”
Apple Bloom’s ear flicked and she licked her lips. “Try what?” she asked uncertainly, not sure if she should even speak with her nethers presented, and filled with a penis.
“Just like, stick it in,” Scootaloo said a bit self consciously. “Felt way different. You’re not as wet in there, but you’re still really hot.”
“Ha, guess not,” Apple Bloom said amiably, as amiably as she could with a penis spreading her wide. “Gotta get a lotta warmup t’get mah juices goin’. This ain’t nothin’ like real mating. We could have a conversation like this!”
“Boy, math sure was cool today,” Scootaloo said sarcastically, leaning heavily on her rump and twitching his penis in there so dang distractingly, “I really liked the algebra no, no, hey, let’s get feeling even better, already.”
He leaned forward and nuzzled Apple Bloom’s ear saying, “It is really cool though, even like this. You’re such an awesome friend.”
Apple Bloom blushed silently at that. She winced again when Scootaloo pulled out of her, sliding slickly but not that slickly. She was already lubricating, but hadn’t really gotten going. That would change when Scootaloo buried his face in Apple Bloom’s muff. Now this was something Apple Bloom was intimately familiar with. He and Sweetie had both helped her with her heat this past week, and the only difference from Sweetie’s attention was that when Scootaloo did this, he couldn’t resist climbing up and mounting Apple Bloom again. Eventually.
It was funny how good it felt to have your rump mounted. Sweetie even tried to mount her once, and Apple Bloom actually found herself going along with it, feeling pretty intense about the filly climbing up and gripping Apple Bloom’s hindquarters, until of course Sweetie was hanging on there without a penis to provide, saying, “Okay... I’m just gonna go back to licking.”
But until Scootaloo couldn’t hold back from doing his colt thing and mounting her, Apple Bloom got to be licked like an ice cream cone, by her friend with a dick. That was just nothing but good, making her breathe heavier, and heating up her nethers. Sweetie said it even looked like she was blushing back there, and Apple Bloom couldn’t be happier to have a blushing bottom. Scootaloo’s lips would tweak her clitoris in a way that just made her squeal, and his soft yet firm palpitating tongue just relaxed and deepened her breaths as she felt herself just about ooze on the inside.
It felt like she was melting when she did that. It was a weird tingly melty feeling inside her, like she was gonna gush out all over—wait, shoot! She forgot to pee beforehand. Apple Bloom didn’t care though. She’d just do it when he was inside her, and nopony would probably notice at all. No, she didn’t care about anything, because her insides were melting, and her other insides were twitching, and that twitchy, slimy, melty feeling just filled her with such a delicious hunger. She was gonna get a penis in there. Just like she wanted, just like she was desperate for. Her estrus was forcing her to ache to be filled, and Apple Bloom couldn’t be happier to indulge it.
She felt Scootaloo’s will run out, by the way he reared up and climbed on top of her. A lusty whinny escaped Apple Bloom as she so docilly shifted her rump into his embrace, her tail already turned aside, and her foal place now twitching in that winky way, and gleaming wet from saliva and other fluids. With visions of foals dancing in her head, Apple Bloom took Scootaloo’s penis, and opened for him, firming her hooves and facing forward as she felt her rump back there getting filled with his dick, an incredible sliding sensation. Apple Bloom was seeing stars it felt so good.
Scootaloo didn’t thrust at first, just saying, “Woah!”
“Wh...what?” Apple Bloom asked with difficulty. “Ah’m so ready,” she begged. “Don’t wait, just do it. Ah want you so bad Scoots.”
“I will, just,” Scootaloo said tensely, “You didn’t go this deep like 10 minutes ago.”
Apple Bloom raised her head at that, but shook it slowly. “Ah caint tell how mucha your penis is in me, Scoots. Just that it’s all the way in~”
“No, I think he’s right,” came the much more calm voice of Sweetie Belle from... beneath Apple Bloom’s belly. “It’s past that ring thing, and his um... balls are pushing against you.”
“Oh they so are~” Apple Bloom moaned, shifting on her hooves to really feel him. Scootaloo started to pull back to thrust and Apple Bloom had to—oh no, Sweetie was down there! Apple Bloom couldn’t dare pee like that! But if she orgasmed, she totally would!
“Sweetie, get outta there ah gotta pee!” Apple Bloom confessed in alarm, blushing as she said it, but unable to take it back or do much of anything, because Scootaloo was thrusting in her now. Apple Bloom tried to respond more, but she couldn’t do nothing but stand there. Apple Bloom could only take that sliding pressure, by bracing heavily on her four hooves, and squeezing her eyes shut at the tremendous feeling welling up in her vagina. There was a clunk.
Apple Bloom opened her eyes in puzzlement as Scootaloo slowed, and Sweetie faced Apple Bloom with a pleased smile. “Go ahead and pee, Apple Bloom!” Sweetie declared.
“What?” Apple Bloom said breathlessly. It was... surreal to be standing next to Sweetie Belle. Sweetie was standing there just like Apple Bloom was, but instead of the usual situation, Sweetie was the one whose rump was unmolested, and Apple Bloom felt just felt filled to the brim! Scootaloo weighed heavily on her horny hips, and it somehow made her so different from when she was just standing around like Sweetie was. Sweetie could talk easy, and Apple Bloom could barely stand the pleasurable stretching filling her senses.
“Go ahead and pee,” Sweetie said evenly to a blushing, heaving, huffing Apple Bloom. “It’ll go into the bucket, then I’ll just pour it outside.”
“R-right now?” Apple Bloom asked fearfully, looking around to see—Scootaloo! She could see Scootaloo hunched over her hindquarters. He had a strained look on his face of such pleasure, and it was Apple Bloom’s body making him feel that way. She could hardly believe it, but there it was on his face: Scootaloo had a penis; he could feel his penis, and it was Inside Apple Bloom right now!
His resolve faded as she gazed at him, and he started sliding in and out, faster and faster. Almost looked like he was in pain, from how much he needed to do it. But boy did it feel amazing! Apple Bloom’s cherry red tail was flopped sideways around his pumpkin orange hips, as Scootaloo hungrily shifted them back and forth, producing that incredible sliding and filling sensation within Apple Bloom. He was—moving his—Apple Bloom loved his penis!!
She could also see their metal bucket had gotten slid under her, right between her spread legs.
“It’ll come out anyway when you orgasm...” Sweetie offered noncomittally.
“Okay Sweetie I... oh mah gosh ah ...cain’t even think ah...” Apple Bloom faced forward, grimacing. Faced Sweetie, and getting fucked. She couldn’t talk no more. Scootaloo was just driving her straight to orgasm. Before he got there, she fought to remember how to pee. Yeah that’s how zonked his penis was making her: even remembering how to pee was a difficult thought. But Apple Bloom just bit the bullet and squeezed her bladder hoping for the best and...
Well now wasn’t that the weirdest feeling ever.
Apple Bloom’s cunt spread deep and wide, the rising tingles in her from that stiff velvety fleshy shaft, from the weight of Scootaloo’s belly on her, and his forelegs wrapped around her, it was all offset by that peculiar relief of emptying her bladder. She felt both relieved and excited, as she emptied and was filled. The more she peed, the more intense it was. It gave her a... powerful desire to squirt out as much from her bladder as possible. “Ah... Ahh!” she called out, as the flow increased to a hissing spray. Sweetie was clearly catching it in the bucket from the metallic sound of it. That meant Apple Bloom didn’t have to hold back. She could squirt it all out! She could—
Was this what it felt like to be a colt?
Well, her bladder wasn’t unlimited in capacity, and her ability to “ejaculate” like a boy diminished to a trickle and some wishful thinking. But you know, this thing about having Scootaloo on, around, and in her, sliding like a dynamo, was a good trade for that. Apple Bloom couldn’t believe she just peed and... and she felt so good, and now there was nothing left that Apple Bloom had to do, besides... orgasm. She was so busy p-peeing she didn’t even notice how close she was! She couldn’t stop the orgasm, because he was thrusting and thrusting!
“Oh Celestia it’s happenin’!” she gulped out. “Don’t.... don’t stop Scoooot–ahh! hahh! Caint stop ah’m, ah’m—AH’M—!” her words turned into a desperate howl as the pleasure exploded behind her, and her rump jerked in place, as she started helplessly convulsing around that dick. Apple Bloom got that desirable, needed, primal squeezing, and not only was the penis in her, it was sliding in her. She just jerked there senselessly, calling out Scootaloo’s name, not even sure what direction was up or down. All she could care about were the beautiful ripples coming from her beautiful cunt that was making the whole world a beautiful place to live.
Apple Bloom didn’t have to say anything. Scootaloo just kept on thrusting with abandon, wildly and erratically. “Oh Apple Bloom!” he managed to shout out, hanging onto her for dear life as he fucked the living daylights out of her. Apple Bloom wanted to speak, but she could barely get out a syllable for how he was hammering her starstruck birth canal. And then he shoved so deep into her, and gripped hard around her thighs. And then he stopped.
Apple Bloom sighed in pure joy, as hot pulses started to rush into her, her best friend grunting urgently above her with every bit he pushed into her. She really paid attention to what he did this time, what it did to her in there. He wasn’t trying to pull out, or hold back anymore. It was so forceful, it squirted right up the sides of where she was stretched around his shaft, and trickled right down her filly lips. Now this was how you got preggered!
“Your seed,” Apple Bloom whined gratefully, shuddering under his determined pumping. She was tingling and twitching—she was going to orgasm again! His seed was making her! “Ah can feel it!” she cried joyfully, “Oh Scootaloo, more~”
“P-pregnant... Apple Bloom...” were the only words Scootaloo husked out, but it meant so much to her. This was how you made a foal. When a filly felt this, it meant she was gonna be a momma. Gushing in her, like an oasis in the desert, Scootaloo was working so hard to put a foal in there, and Apple Bloom could feel every drop. It really blasted on you in there, until you were so full that it could only pump it up and outta you, dribbling down your crotch in hot rivulets.
“So-o-o worth it,” she moaned, stretching out a hoof, and succumbing to the sweet temptation of Scootaloo’s ejaculation deep inside her.
Apple Bloom would learn later more about IUDs and her eyes would widen in horror as the implications hit her. Not that she killed a foal, oh no. But that her impregnation, mere hours before her visit with Twilight, was not guaranteed to be stopped by that IUD. Deep inside her womb, Scootaloo’s little wigglers had been working just fine, doing their best to get her egg and make it pregnant. When an IUD unceremoniously appeared in there, it began diffusing copper into the fluid of her womb, which damaged, slowed, and stopped the sperm within her. Once the copper was at a high enough concentration, there was no way any sperm was going to get past her womb, to reach the egg way up deep in the follicle tube.
But if a sperm had got past the womb before that occurred, there would be nothing to stop it. Apple Bloom would have been prancing along as not pregnant as she wanted to pretend she was, until she started swelling up and leaking and getting all maternal, and feeling sick from the drain on her, as that foal latched right on and started suckling on her life blood. A couple hours was not nearly enough time for Scootaloo’s sperms to make that journey, but Apple Bloom was still cutting it awfully close without knowing it, and... to be honest, stranger things have happened than some lucky squirt of sperm getting in just the right location to impregnate you, super fast.
But instead, she went right back into a raging lust when her next egg went and popped off, and quenched it with Scootaloo as much as she could, until Sweetie started to need it too, really bad. Apple Bloom then learned how hard it was to put the demands of two fillies on one colt, and frankly Scoots and Sweetie just looked too adorably beautiful together to even think about getting in between them. So Apple Bloom had to spend some time finding... another colt to satisfy her loins. And so she did. Big time. Then, she went and saved the farm, with a little help from her super smart grown up wizard friend, Twilight motherbucking Sparkle.
After the fallout had cleared up, from the dreadful disaster that occurred thanks to the events of estrus that year, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo would go on to remain together, right through primary school graduation, a perfectly odd perfect couple. A romance out of a storybook really: two childhood friends remaining true to one another and as a bonus, fucking each other’s brains out. Apple Bloom and her six foals would remain with the farm and the family, but Sweet Apple Acres would be a very different place thanks to her, a librarian, and either some very good luck, or uncanny planning. Only those two ever really knew for sure.
What surprised nopony was that Sweetie Belle’s special talent was singing. What surprised everypony was that the musical tastes of Equestria would change so much in one generation. You see, Sweetie Belle was not the lead singer. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo would form a legendary rock band, where the growly timbre of Scootaloo’s raspy voice would lead many a filly to swoon before the loving crowds. With Dinky on drums, lead guitar Noi, and Babs on the bass, the five were an unstoppable musical sensation, while also discovering their true destiny as the chosen champions of Equestria, defeating evil and fighting crime when they weren’t filling whole arenas with song, sound and adoring fans.
In her meteoric rise to fame, one would think Sweetie would never be foolish enough to have a child, now that it was her choice not to do so. The stage is no place for a foal, many ponies would say. Some ponies would even call her evil for doing so, but those were mostly the same ones who also claimed she was an evil enchantress, hypnotizing ponies into hating Princess Celestia with her unconventional music.
But Sweetie appeared completely calm and confident, when the young teenage unicorn announced before the crowd that before they started the show, she wanted them to know she was with foal. It was carefully timed too, no doubt at the advice of her mysterious agent working for her fame in the background, known only as Purplescale. The announcement came before anypony could even think to consider Sweetie might be pregnant, yet after Sweetie was showing enough that, one look at her slightly swelling, taut abdomen, and you knew.
And when her son would ask her why she went through with it then, how she knew everything would work out so well, Sweetie would confess to him that she didn’t. She had the resources and the ability to support a foal, so she just did it, and made herself a colt. She didn’t embellish heavily on this, but the look on Scootaloo’s face was absolutely priceless, when his hot squirts blasted in her vagina and, wrapped in celadon magic, Sweetie Belle’s IUD floated up to hover in front of his face. She made sure her son understood the feeling though, on... several levels. What she did emphasize was that everypony thought it was a bad idea, but everything that anypony said was bad all seemed to boil down to the anxiety of child rearing. So Sweetie just made a decision not to worry about anything, and that fixed all the bad things.
Her son wouldn’t be so easily convinced, as they huddled together for warmth, protected by the storm only by a hastily erected shelter of thick packed snow, but when they saved the others and he was the one who had to drive the self propelled steam sled roaring across the frozen plains away from the charging penguin hoards, so his mom had time to push them back with a triple G... he maybe started to feel like he was beginning to understand.