Diamond stood there in shock, hardly believing her four hooves were on the ground. She was like, only an inch impaled by this guy, and she could feel her insides quivering with the need to be further. Wasn’t he feeling that too? Why did he stop? Just because she asked him to? Diamond wouldn’t have stopped herself if she asked her to. Or... something like that, hard to thinky when penis spready. “Okay,” she gulped air in. “Okay, just like... slowly... Celestia you’re just barely in there that is so weird... but really cool... you can’t like, orgasm like that, can you?” “Ah–ah gotta rub it,” he said in a confuzzled tone. “C-cain ah really go in you? It’s really okay? Ah wanna feel you all... all in there...” “Just go slowly,” Diamond said with a huff. “I’m just a... I am a... little filly...maybe, so you’re like... too big. B-but just go slow please don’t pull out.” He started to shove against Diamond, and she grunted out, “And stop—if I squeeze on you. W-wait until I relax to push in more.” He paused, and then gripped her haunches firmly, and started to push into Diamond’s core. Slowly. It was... incredible. Not that it wasn’t usually incredible, but he was too big. It shouldn’t have felt good then, it should just have been rough and jarring and painfully stretchy. But he... he actually listened to her. He was pushing it in so slowly, and it was driving Diamond Tiara absolutely wild. Yet every time she belted out a moan as her insides convulsed around him, he stopped pushing. Every time he started, she was ready, and slowly, even gently spread apart. Combine that with the rough week she’d had to heal from the last stallion who was too big, and it was incredible. Then, thump and he was in. Diamond felt him hit the end of her passage, the point she couldn’t stretch any deeper, and that was it. “Okay stop pushing...!” she whispered hastily. He did. This was so great. She didn’t care about stallions who obeyed you when you told them not to ejaculate. This was a stallion who obeyed you when you told him when to thrust. She—she actually could do this! She loved this! It was... she was going to have to try so hard to pretend that it was one sided, or he’d still think she owed him for helping her. But she didn’t want to pretend. She wanted to love this, and throw herself into it, and be so full that she could barely squeeze around it and... okay maybe not that last part. “Now,” she said so intently, “You pull out just a little, and then push all the way back in. Go—!” she almost lost it when his hips surged against her, but he amazingly stilled when she tried to speak, and she said, “Go slow at first! G-give me some time, to... get it, then you can go faster and faster, until you can s-start orgasming in me.” “Oh miss, this feels so good ah had no idea,” her lover said passionately, leaning against her as much as he was able. “Ah’m goin’ in you! Your lil’ hips ah’m... it’s so hot inside! Ah caint believe we’re doin’ this!” “When I—orgasm,” Diamond said intently, trying so hard not to praise the joys of how good he felt inside her. “I-it’s a lot of squeezing, and... ripply... from the outside in. When that happens,” she said. Not if, when. “Push all the way in and stop, and let me squeeze around you while it happens to me. When I can do that, like it feels so good!” Darn it, she didn’t mean to say it. But she said it, so she just went full throttle, moaning, “You feel so good you’re... it was supposed to hurt but you went so slow, and you just feel good now! I love how you go so deep in me. You’re so soft and big and—you’re stretching me! I love~ being around~ you~!” He responded by fucking her, slowly and gently. Diamond just bit her lip and tried not to squeal too loudly from satisfied desire. He... couldn’t stay slow long. Not with Diamond Tiara’s vagina forcing him to do it. His strokes got longer, deeper, and they started to speed up. He gasped out if it was okay at one point, but Diamond couldn’t even talk, just giving animal sounds of pure pleasure, and he just thrusted faster and faster from there until it was rhythmic and steady. Some stallions had a different pace, but there was one most common, this one, that also brought Diamond to orgasm. Every time, before the tingles in her could fade, another thrust slid along her inner walls, mashing up against her strained clitoris. That drove more tingly surges even higher, which led to more tingles, and more, and she whimpered in the satisfaction that it was going to happen. If he only would keep thrusting, she could fell all that pleasure, more and more. She really wanted it, wanted him to feel it. Diamond wanted him to feel her orgasm. She wanted him deep inside when she did. Her passage twinged with the hot tingles. There were sparkles in her eyes it was—it was happening. He had to, augh she was squeezing and she couldn’t stop and— “Orgasm!” she shouted in distress. “Push inside! Hurry—AAH!” Diamond tried to tell him, but she couldn’t say anything besides, “Haa, aah, aah!” meaningless gasps of passion to the same rhythm of her convulsing insides. But she didn’t have to. Because he did push inside. His mad thrusting stopped fighting with her powerful contractions, and he was in there then. Diamond squeezed helplessly, indulgently around him, her inner ripples so much better with a penis in there. He could hurt her or interrupt her, but he wouldn’t. She orgasmed and orgasmed and he held her body to him so firm no matter how she struggled or stumbled. She was quivering, crying out, and inside she had an iron pole to support her, an anchor she could cling to, and around. The delicious confidence of being helpless at your body’s mercy, but still having a penis inside you, keeping you steady while you flipped out. Diamond’s orgasm quieted, and her body relaxed. Even her vagina relaxed. It didn’t feel as... strained as it did at the beginning of this. She was going to have stallions do it slowly every time from now on. He didn’t start thrusting right away though. Diamond swallowed dryly, and said, “G-go... you did it to me, you... I’m all done you can thrust and squirt now all you want.” He did start thrusting then, hard and fast. Diamond didn’t care. She just felt so good that nothing could make her feel bad about in there. She was probably going to be sore from stretching this much, but she was used to that sort of thing. Totally worth it. Plus he needed to thrust like this, to make his penis squirt. Diamond’s vagina was forcing him to thrust like this. And... and she loved thrusting like this, even if she wasn’t very good at it. He flared. A quiet moan often escaped Diamond when the flare hit her. She just loved that inside kissing feeling. It was like a balloon expanding in her vagina. Which was... really good for some reason. Or like when the syrup drizzles just perfectly down your pancakes. Except a penis. It means he’s about to do the squirting, and it was a great way to announce it in Diamond’s opinion. She wished she could make him feel what this flare did to her. But then, he was the one flaring, so he could feel his own penis swelling up with lust. Diamond definitely preferred the feeling of being spread open by a stallion’s flare, but... his feelings were probably good too, the way it made him moan as he did it. He stopped thrusting then, somehow and said to Diamond in a trembling voice. “It’s th’ season, ain’t it? Ah... if ah cum in you, ah’m gonna be a daddy.” Diamond hesitated, but then smiled conspiratorially. “Wanna squirt in there?” she said teasingly, squirming around his flared length pressed against her deepness. “Give me your foal~? Just one squirt, right? Just let it happen up deep in there, and there’s nothing I can do about it. Just let it happen... you know you want it. Just push it in until you can’t stop~ filling me~” And he couldn’t stop. He moaned and just hammered against her. “Do it!” she ordered, “Give me your foal! You can’t... stop it! coming out of you... into me~! I want it!” His thrusting was frantic and erratic, and Diamond loved it. He was all ready to give her a foal. He couldn’t help it. She made him do it! He couldn’t pull out any more than Diamond could stop being pregnant. She just had that much power over him. This lonely stallion couldn’t stop thrusting in her, even though he didn’t know it was safe. He shoved deep inside then, and his penis started jerking... he had to shove deep inside. “You’re so deep!” she cried passionately. “You’re gonna make me pregnant!” she moaned. He just started ejaculating in her like there was no tomorrow. “I’m pregnant! I’m pregnant!” she shrieked in delight, as his seed flooded into her. Strangled grunts escaped his mouth, as within her she could feel him squirting and squirting. She couldn’t pull away. He couldn’t stop forcing it into her. “That’s it,” she cooed to him encouragingly, “Just let it all out. It’s happening to you. You’re... you’re doing it to me!” Diamond squealed in ecstasy as the hot, white slimy stuff just caressed her insides. The foal stuff. It wouldn’t do any good anymore, but Diamond genuinely wanted this stallion’s foals. It was so exciting, that he was doing it to her. He couldn’t stop transforming Diamond Tiara into a mother. Just had to shove it in and... make it happen to her. His jerk, jerk, jerking in her stilled, with his seed dribbling out her cunt underneath where his dick impaled her. He slumped against her giving a soft utterance of despair, “Oh, no...” Diamond spared herself one guilty smile, before she started teasing him. “Betcha think your foal is in there,” she taunted. “Big mistake, huh? You’re gonna be a daddy and I’m gonna give birth to it. You think it’ll be a colt or a filly? What are we gonna name~ it?” “H-how can y’be so all flippant about this!” he declared in a panic. “Ah shouldn’t have... ah didn’t know it was so hard t’stop! It was so easy to just go in you. Ah couldn’t even stop wanting it. One toucha your insides and wow... ah really wanted you t’be so full of mah foal, even though we only just met! That ain’t no excuse. Ah’m so sorry ah’ll... ah’ll raise him right ah promise. Ah won’t leave him all alone, don’t worry. Ah’m sorry ah didn’ mean to hurt ya...” “C-calm down, jeez,” Diamond said flustered at his reaction. Also flustered at how determinedly he pulled out of her, leaving her stumbling on her hooves trying to deal with being that empty again. Being all spread out like this was weird. But she pressed a hoof to her drooling bottom, holding in his seed, and said up to the stallion hastily, “Don’t worry you can’t get me pregnant. I was just teasing you! You don’t have to cry oh Celestia you are crying.” “W-what...?” he said in consternation, rubbing the tears away from his eyes with a pastern. “But ah done jizzed in ya, an’ it’s season. The guard said so! That means y’re pregnant, no questions asked. All that white stuff... just look at you! All the stuff that comes outta me is just drippin’ outta you. Because ah did it in you, because ah made you pregnant.” “No you didn’t,” Diamond said irritably. “How is this difficult to understand? You could ‘jizz’ in me all month, and you wouldn’t make me pregnant. It’s perfectly safe!” He eyeballed her warily, saying, “Ah don’t think you unnerstand how pregnancy works.” Diamond glanced aside saying, “I understand how it works.” she understood all too well. “Then how did what we did not make you pregnant?” he asked exasperatedly. “I’m already pregnant!” she snapped, more emotionally than she thought she would. The flame in Diamond’s anger quenched as—for a moment—she was just a really heavily fucked filly, dripping with a stallion’s semen, woefully pregnant as a pause in this story, right about... now. “...” “...” “How’d y’get... ah mean...” he mumbled uncomfortably. “Obviously the how is clear and now. But ah mean, who was it?” Diamond sighed, settling on her haunches, in her own mix of juices and man seed. She should clean that up, but... couldn’t hurt to tell him. “One of my stallions, he was really nice,” she said. “He was really good at it too. I mean, you were good I mean, but he was smaller, and I’m kind of... okay I am kind of little still. But he said we were going to go on adventures, and um... there were lots of stories about the lands beyond Equestria. You know he met the gryphon emperor once?” The stallion was kind of quiet, so Diamond continued. “And he was going to marry me, and we could leave this stupid place once I had his foal. And I... I did, and ...” she didn’t want to continue anymore. “An’ where is he now?” this stallion prompted her. “He got called away,” Diamond said, “Back to his um, mission at Canterlot. He said I shouldn’t follow him because I wasn’t good enough, but now that I have his foal he has to take me. I just... he sort of disappeared and... stuff.” The stallion, he... sank to his belly in a morose mood. “Now ah really wish ah done made you pregnant.” Diamond paused. “What?” she asked cluelessly. “No, I’m already pregnant because—” “Ah know!” he interrupted. “Ah wish ah could put mah baby in you instead. Caint believe stallions like that even exist... outsida momma’s romance novels that is.” “I don’t get it, what’s wrong?” Diamond said worriedly. “I know it’s bad to be pregnant, but it happened, and I couldn’t have picked a better stallion, so I’m not—” “Miss,” he said desperately, “You got hoodwinked.” “...what?” Diamond repeated. She wasn’t sure why she was even... listening ...something... what? “Bamboozled,” he clarified. “Deceived. Cheated. Flim flammed. “Miss, that stallion was lying to you,” he said, or tried to say because Diamond screamed over him, “No he wasn’t! He loved me, and we were going to go on adventures! He’s the most amazing stallion I ever met! He just—he just got called away! I’m not hoodwinked!” He just sighed, and looked away from Diamond with a terrible finality to it. “Ah don’t wanna judge somepony ah ain’t met,” he said glumly. “It just sorta sounds like it’nsuch.” “Well, it isn’t,” Diamond sniffed, standing up and strutting away stiff legged. “Where do you keep your towels?” she called out loudly, snuffling around the worn down house. “Oh dear me,” he declared in a note of aghast horror. “Ah hadn’t thoughta that. This’s why ah always do it outside. Oh gosh, an’ it’s all over your little rear... did ah really go into that? You’re so tiny though!” “I’m not that short!” Diamond protested. “Anyway I’m really good at it, but it gets sticky if you leave it, so I need um, stuff?” He nodded vaguely. “Ah gots a rag somewhere hereabouts. Ah can get the floor an... where you uh, trailin’ it. You get yourself to the washtub and clean off your uh... girl parts.” “You mean, with the cold water,” Diamond said in resigned frustration. “Yeah, uh sorry,” he said. “We shoulda done it after the noon, an’ the water woulda warmed some. Y’don’t have to, just” “It’s fine” she seethed. “Where do you... do you have a douche?” “A what now?” he asked unsurely. “A... squirter... thing. You stick it up your... I mean, my vagina, and it squirts out all the semen with water.” “Ah... uh...” his eyes crossed somewhat unsettlingly. “Ain’t... never in mah life even hearda something like that. M-maybe momma had it but ah ain’t found it. Is um, how d’you clean mah uh... stuff in there, if’n you don’t have one?” “Oh... I don’t have to,” Diamond said in realization herself. She didn’t have daddy to bother her about it, so she really didn’t have to. “I like it in there,” she said almost chipperly, blocking her entrance with her hoof, and squeezing in there to squirm his seed around. His seed. Wow, the stallion it came out of he was like, right there in front of her. She always had to play with it after the stallion left. A smile teased across Diamond’s face as she boldly said, “All that stuff you squirted is all slimy and gooey. Feels so weird when I squeeze it around in there.” He was about looking to die from blushing from head to toe. So Diamond drove the nail in harder, saying, “If I wasn’t having a foal, it could still be making me pregnant. I could just be walking around with it still up there, and bam, pregnant! You could be making me pregnant for days even, I bet! Didn’t know that, huh?” Well, he’d buried his head under his hooves, but Diamond could make something out like “Grrlsr phffing wrrd” Diamond actually just relaxed in the house while he went out to pick the fields. He came back... pretty quickly in fact, and then they just talked a while. It wasn’t... bad. Diamond was actually sort of enjoying herself. Especially when she got to keep teasing him about his semen squishing in her, since she didn’t have to douche it out. They were laying on their backs looking up at the sky, both with full bellies of grass and (get this) clover! You can eat—well of course it’s in salads already, but you can just eat it off the ground! And Diamond found some wild daffodils that tasted almost like they’d just been served to her on a plate. So they were lying there, and he said in realization, “Oh gawsh.” Diamond glanced at him and he kept on saying, “Ah’m sucha idiot!” “What are you going on about?” she grumbled to the stallion looking nervous for all that he’s twice her size at least. “Ah just realized,” he said, twiddling his hooves nervously, “Ah just uhm, realized that ah mean, we all just went and made love with each other. Ah caint thank you enough, ah never... never had a mare let me go an’ do that before. Even if you’re a filly, ah guess you’re like... exceptional.” “I know,” Diamond said plainly. “Don’t need you to tell me how great I am.” Except she sort of did, but she wasn’t going to let him know that. “We, um... I tried to make a foal in you,” he said suddenly agitated, “An’ maybe some other uh, stallion beat me to the punch, but ah still did it. Ah was so eager to do it to you, and ah don’t even...” He looked at her pleadingly. “Ah don’t even know yer name!” Diamond startled at the thought of that, and looked over to him saying, “I’m um, Diamond Tiara.” It felt so weird to say. She hadn’t even thought of that. With her notoriety in Ponyville, just about everypony knew her name. Diamond simply was a big important somepony, that everypony should know. But way out here, in the boonies of... somewhere, she’d actually have to tell ponies who she was. And he didn’t even know her daddy. “Ah’m Blueberry,” he said seriously. “Blueberry Apple... that sounds funny though, so ah just go by Blueberry.” He lifted his hoof then and just... tapped the big thing against Diamond’s own smaller dainty hoof. Somehow, that felt like more of an intimate gesture than getting mounted by him. Diamond did feel kind of an “Apple Bloom” vibe from this stallion. He clearly was one of ...those ponies. Hard country redback worker ponies. But he was about as dumb as a sack of bricks, more like her favorite, who’d actually been a Turnip, not an Apple. Diamond always had an easier time with stupid ponies, because they just believed everything she said, and they were so easy to fool one way or the other, and when they said something to her she didn’t have to be scared that they didn’t mean it and were secretly trying to trick her, because they were too stupid to do so! Her favorite kind of stallion was a big dumb amiable one who treated her well, like Blueberry here, but maybe like, less big, a little. She certainly regretted what they did that morning for the rest of the day, having to walk with a limp and wince, as she did end up over straining something in there. But the day went well otherwise. When Blueberry wasn’t busy harvesting strawberries that she could not eat, he showed her all about eating grass. Something poor ponies did when they couldn’t afford... better food, like strawberries, it still wasn’t all that bad. Blueberry sure grew up into a big stallion eating the stuff, so it couldn’t be that bad. He was kind of really skinny though, and sallow of complexion. She wasn’t sure if it was his diet, or his attitude, still holding out hope for his mother to come home, but too afraid of the guard to do anything about it himself. She never knew a stallion who was so simply just happy to see her every day. He really must have been alone a long time, because nopony ever even visited not even after Diamond had stayed with him for days. He just ignored her teasing and spitefulness, and just sat there letting her complain. Then he’d tell her things about his life, and what he wanted to do when he was older, and other boring stuff like that. She wasn’t sure how to use him exactly, but she had a really good feeling that he was going to be the way Diamond could use to get her life back on track. He had all the good qualities of a stallion, eager to please, dumb as bricks, well maybe not dumb but he didn’t even know how to read can you believe that? Oh that won Diamond some major brownie points with him, since she could read him the stories his mother used to before he went to bed. She stayed with him way too long, honestly. The days just seemed to blur together out here in the middle of nowhere. There was always plenty to eat, and nothing good to eat. More strawberries to pick every day. Neither he nor Diamond had a talent for growing strawberries, but it was the best they could do until his mother... returned. Then he could like, go chase his real passion or something. Except he kept talking about the guard, but in a sad way like he respected them but didn’t really want to be one. She had sex with this stallion several times. Thankfully he didn’t want it every day, and was often too shy to ask until Diamond brought it up, so she had an adequate amount of time to recover. It wasn’t anything she wasn’t used to. Though without any sort of douche, Diamond had to get used to just feeling him drip out of her at odd times, even a while after they did it, just like standing there not doing anything and then eww. They sure didn’t do it before bed anymore, so Diamond could ignore it for the most part, the lost seed landing harmlessly on the ground behind her as she grazed in the morning. There was a meadow creek nearby that she could at least rinse off in. Her fur was getting so oily from the lack of soap though, it was all gross and shiny. And her hair she... he helped her brush it, as long as she brushed his hair, which went from a nightmare of curls to at least relatively smooth. It took a few days, but he really cleaned up well, even if he only had one brush they both had to share, and just about nothing else. Even if it was messy, she was still glad to get his stuff inside her. Diamond felt like she was like a stallion container. Just have something in there sort of... comforted her. Made her feel useful. It was just a silly fantasy really, because as stated stallion stuff does start drooling out of you after a while, and your own juices finish off anything left. Not in time to keep the sperm from reaching your womb, of course. Diamond just liked being reminded how she was made for this sort of thing, and how much more sense her body made when its purpose was being satisfied. There was one thing that kind of scared Diamond, is what the sex might do to her womb. When she felt that odd hot stab of pain inside, it let her know she went too far in the heat of passion, and it worried her. Normally she just dealt with that, but now she had a foal in there. It was just a teeny foal, just like, teeny and stuff, but she just wasn’t sure if straining herself like that was a good idea. But then again... that whole big old foal head was gonna come out of there. So maybe Diamond was supposed to keep fucking stallions, and really big ones too, so she could get stretchy enough. She was and was not worried about the ejaculation itself. Diamond started having dreams about being a foal, and having this gigantic penis just ejaculating all over you, and she honestly wasn’t sure they were nightmares anymore. Honestly she was kind of envious if her foal could feel something like that, but she doubted it was the case. She could feel that sensitive spot deep inside her that was the entrance to her womb, when his penis bumped into it, or squirted more seed onto it, but it was the wrong angle for him to push into it. She was probably like, sealed off from more semen, so it stopped at her vagina and never bothered the foal in there. Whatever was the truth, the truth is sex happened, and Diamond wanted it to happen. She just craved that sort of attention, the tingly inside feeling and stuff. Her foal would just have to like, deal with it or something, because Diamond found it really hard to convince herself it was bad for the foal, especially when she was really horny. So she just let it happen. Foal or not, she was going to stroke him to climax and make him twitch and spurt deep up in there, and he was going to make her squeal and clutch around him and gasp for breath as he made her entire passage come alive with glorious contractions. He was going to make her tail go up, because she couldn’t stop wanting it inside her, and had to present for him, opening her body to the male’s desires. He was usually very happy to help. Diamond was clearly Blueberry’s friend. Especially when they went a second time, and a third. She... she shouldn’t have really stayed so long, but she had been trying to decide what to do first on her adventure, and the first day was so good, that the days went right past after it. The first day, Diamond was dead asleep through the night, but woke up horny as usual. So, she ended up indulgently cuddling with Blueberry, climbing right onto his bed to do so. He started getting erect against her, so Diamond just... eased it into her. Before she knew it, she had a penis inside her that was swelling up powerfully and getting hard. The pain was worth it, to see the look on Blueberry’s face, as his penis got to be in a vagina while it was swelling up big. He awoke the moment his penis touched her, but when his flaccid length started pumping up in her channel, his eyes just got so liquid and wanting. Diamond squeezed herself around the little thing in there, and then her insides stretched and stretched as his blood pumped into it, inexorably firming him and pushing him deeper, until he bottomed out and her hips slid back, against his erection’s force. He just looked into her eyes the whole time, his breathing deepening as her vagina did that to him. She made him go slowly that time, laying belly up while he crouched over her, hungrily plunging his penis into her hips. “That’s right,” she said sweetly to him with indulgence, her hips rocking at the feel of his inner pistoning, “Push into me again and again, but no faster.” She wanted to go fast—she always did—but it was just too much after yesterday, and he was really glad to help her. He was happy with just being in her, even if it pained him to go so slowly and carefully, even after Diamond orgasmed. She couldn’t even watch her belly orgasming, with him inside. She just had to lay there staring at the thatch ceiling, hooves curled, crying out softly and repeatedly as her insides helplessly convulsed around him. He even thrusted a little bit, because her squeezes forced him to, but it wasn’t anywhere near what Diamond couldn’t handle. He was pumping in her regularly, by the time she had stopped quavering enough to lift her head. With a silly drunken smile she wrapped her hooves around Blueberry’s waist, and kissed his chest gratefully, while his slow jerky hip thrusts rippled in and out of her. Diamond was actually heading to orgasm a second time, and she told him so between increasingly urgent gasps. He begged her to go faster. “Ah gotta go fast,” he pleaded. “This is jus’ too much! Ah needta do it already!” Diamond wanted to let him, but she was already quivering in the orgasm, so she barely managed to say so much as “H–hu...” before her voice was lost to desperate panting and inner contractions. If only this stallion was little, he’d be the best! But he was still good, because he was so careful, and because it took him so long when he didn’t go fast. Diamond felt on top of the world, when Blueberry said eagerly, “Oh ma gawsh!” two thrusts, and, “Ah cain feel it!” two more thrusts. “It’s still happenin’” he panted hard, “Ah ain’t even... goin fast and... iiit... uuurh!” He just slid tantalizingly in and out, then started twitching, then pushed it hurriedly in as the orgasm crashed over him. The way her vagina stroked his dick to climax that way, it looked like he was getting hit by lightning. He just jerked against her senselessly, her insides twinging at his desperate eagerness, but her breath quickly catching as she felt him orgasming hard, just jerking his penis in there. Then the spurt, spurt, spurt she loved, pumping against the walls of her tingling vagina. As she felt the warmth blooming within her in loud declarations of semen, Diamond did manage to watch her belly, where he put his penis in her. Down there, she looked so normal, but inside it was just filling up with his seed. When it started to splurt out of her, where the base of his pole was pointed at her stretched entrance, he pulled his penis back then. He slid the jerking thing further with each spurt, trying to keep all the semen in there, until he was entirely out of her and empty. That almost worked to keep the seed inside her, but Diamond couldn’t hold herself so wide without a penis in there, so she was helplessly squeezing it out, even as she clamped her hoof over her opening to hold it in there. It was so slimy and wonderful. Diamond lay there demurely, while Blueberry’s dripping penis hung above her. Not dripping so much in his juices. His semen was in Diamond Tiara, not a drop left over. But her juices slicked his penis down so much it looked soaked. That thing had shoved her wide, and she had slimed all over it. And she’d do so gladly, for how good it made her feel. The penis receded, and he backed off the bed entirely, then looked at her, and looked at where Diamond’s hoof was holding. Pressed against her cavity to keep his seed inside, filling her up. “Gawsh,” he said in awe, “Ain’t no mess this time. All that’s like, just inside ya. You’re just holdin’ all mah stuff in there.” “Well of course,” she said unconcernedly. “I can’t make another foal, but I still like being full of your slimy stuff like that. Anypony with a vagina would understand. It just... likes to be not empty, right?” “Ah reckon it does,” he said in mild confusion. “Just... your hips seem so tiny, not that yer short or nothin’ ma’am, but just comparin’ to big ol’ me. Y’cain fit a lot of stuff in there, an, y’even made me do it on mah bed, but all ah got on the sheets is yer uh, your jizzins.” “Jizzins?” Diamond said uncomprehending. “Like, the slippy wet stuff yer thing makes,” he said a lot more comfortable with talking about it having explored it a couple times. “Makes mah penis all slidey an’ shiny. It’s like mah jizz... the uh, foal makin’ stuff, but yours just leaks out the whole time.” “Well I call it juice,” Diamond said. “But it is kind of slimy, but I’m not a snail, so it’s juice not slime.” Wiggling her hind legs, she added happily, “Not as slimy as your stuff either. Yours is like, so good in there.” Diamond lay there on the bed belly up, until she stopped feeling the stuff as slimy and thick. Then hobbling on three legs, she went outside his front door, making sure he was in view, when she shouted, “Hey! Watch me!” When she removed her hoof, with her bottom turned toward him, all his stuff just poured out of her liquidly to the ground. Diamond gave a grunt of satisfaction just to herself, her insides squinching wetly to push out what was left of him in there, nothing left but those unfeelable, little sperm that wiggle up into your womb and make a foal in there. “Good thing I didn’t let that out inside~” she said in a sing-song voice, trotting lightly around the now muddy, sticky dirt his jism had landed on. Jism, there was another fun word for fertilizing a filly, the semen stuff could be called jism. Or “Jizzins” as he pronounced it. It was a great word because it sort of sounded like what the penis felt like when it did that to you. Just jism, jism, jism in there. Diamond scuffed dirt over the mess which made her more dirty (if that was even possible at this point) and concealed what came out of her in a neat unremarkable patch of ground. One might think she intended to stay with Blueberry forever, but Diamond knew better. He’d understand, or maybe he wouldn’t, but he was kind of dumb so it’s okay if he doesn’t understand things. Doing his stallion thing in her made him trust her so totally that he just left for the fields letting Diamond stay in his house and relax. She did far from relax that last day, instead going through the house for supplies. She found a few saddlebags from an old chest full of smaller colt stuff up in the attic. Nothing else useful, after she scattered that chest’s contents. Then she trotted downstairs, wiggled her hind leg to work out any lingering stiffness. This had been a great some amount of days, and Diamond had never felt quite so loved in her life. She knew exactly what to do in that situation, which is use the love to get what you want. And right now, what she wanted was a straight trip to that town, and a whole bunch of strawberries. She could fit four pint cartons in her saddlebags, without bruising them too bad. Such a silly stallion, not even giving her a few strawberries. Well, maybe now he could talk to the guard too, and tell them what happened, but Diamond would be long gone by then. And just when he got caught by the guard and thrown in jail for nothing, there Diamond would be with her daddy, and with lots of other guards. They’d throw the mean guards in jail instead, for stealing all his strawberries for themselves. It was the perfect crime, because it wasn’t even really a crime. Diamond was going to tell on the guards who weren’t being good guards, and she was going to save him and his mother, and she was going to get strawberries to eat along the way! But before she could begin her plan there, she had some personal business to take care of, that simply would not be ignored. So Diamond Tiara happily spent her friendship before he came back that afternoon, and trotted blithely off to the nearest town he’d given her directions to, not even once considering that maybe she had left without saying goodbye. She arrived towards the evening, with a lot less spring in her step. Diamond was not used to walking like this. There weren’t any trains though or carriages, and Diamond doubted they would let her pay in strawberries. That gave her an idea though. The town was a dinky thing, just a bunch of shacks really. Kind of dusty, and dirty. Not many ponies here, but those who were, were market sellers. Diamond knew all about those ponies. So she hid her saddlebags behind a basket, and trotted up to the strawberry one, saying in a bright tone, “Hello! You probably didn’t hear about me, but that’s okay, because I was just visiting my cousin Blueberry before I go to Canterlot.” “Canterlot?” the salesmare said, a greyish purple mare with a blue mane. “You’re a long way from home, little filly!” “Yeah,” she said unflinchingly, “But me and my auntie wanted to visit the town before we went. And Blueberry gave me something to do since we were coming here!” “Ah didn’t know Blueberreh had kin,” she said a bit nervously. Of course she did, because she probably knew his mother got robbed or... or something, by bad ponies who were just pretending to be guards. But Diamond was good at dealing with nervous ponies, which is address their concerns directly and preemptively, so they think you know more than you do. “Auntie is trying to find her sister,” she said explanatorily. “That’s Blueberry’s mom. She told Blueberry they found her in Canterlot, and now we’re going to go pick her up.” “Tha-that’s wonderful news, but— ah mean, uh, nothin’s wrong. Where exactly is yer auntie, lil filly?” Diamond frowned inwardly, but smiled trustingly and said, “She’s over at the guard station doing an investigation! I’m not old enough to do it yet, but she said it’s really important police pony stuff.” The salesmare smiled with relief, and Diamond knew she had her hooked. “So while she’s busy, I wanted to deliver some strawberries for Blueberry,” Diamond said. “He gave me three pints, and said to get ten whole bits for them in the market.” Actually he said they sold for seven bits a pint, but Diamond figured if she gave a low price, every pony’s inherent greed would help cloud their judgement, plus he never said how much the guards sell them for. It’s not like she paid a lot of bits for them. She only needed enough for a train ride anyway. “Just three pints?” the salesmare said skeptically. Shoot. Um... oh yeah. “I’m just a little filly,” Diamond whimpered self consciously, stroking a hoof on the ground. “I couldn’t carry lots, but he said I could help. If it’s not enough, I can go...” A hoof came down on her messy tresses. “Don’t you worry lil’ filly,” the salesmare said kindly. “You’re gonna be just like your auntie ah bet. Deliverin’ fruits like you was a real guard pony!” “I wanna be just like her,” Diamond said with a happy dance inside. “So uh, where the strawberries you got?” the salesmare said uncertainly. Diamond straightened and said, “I was keeping them safe, until the coast was clear!” That got a laugh, which means she’s relaxed. So Diamond trotted off and pulled over her new saddlebags, opening them up and pulling out three of the three and a half pints that were left. “There,” she said. “That’s all. I need ten bits, for Blueberry now.” She was going to add “Or I’ll scream for help” but the salesmare happily flipped ten golden bits over the back of the counter to Diamond, who caught them in the empty half of her saddlebags. “Thank you so much!” Diamond said graciously. “I’ll tell him what a good pony you were! Um, what was your name?” “Moonshift,” she said easily. “But uh, he don’t usually deliver no strawberries. Maybe you should take it like on to the guard instead, so they can get it back to him.” “O-oh right,” Diamond said nervously. “I’m new at this, sorry.” She paused a moment, and said quickly, “I’ve never been to Canterlot before. I wonder how we’re gonna get there.” “By train, I suspect,” Moonshift said, leaning on her counter to adjust the remaining strawberry crates. “What time are y’leavin?” “We’ll be going by tomorrow, but I don’t know where the train station is, so it might take us some time to get there,” Diamond said uncertainly. “Well, there’s a junction about a day’s lope north of here,” the salesmare speculated. “That’s probably the closest. We don’t get many fancy travelin’ ponies around these parts. Y’want maybe ah could show you around town?” “N-no that’s okay, I just have um... my auntie said to hurry back after I made the delivery. For the guards. Bits, I mean.” Salesmare nodded. “Hurry up then, you know the guard don’t like to wait for their money.” Keeping that in mind, Diamond went towards the guard post, then turned north, trotting out of town down the road leading that way, pretty sure that nopony could have pulled that off more smoothly or skillfully than herself. She sure was something else. And if she could only see the look on Blueberry’s face. He’d be like “huh???” Diamond was going to surprise him so much when she came back. Some time later in the middle of the night Diamond found herself huddling alone in a bush off the road for cover, starting to realize that maybe she wasn’t as skillful or smooth as she thought she was. She woke up cold and itchy, and she even forgot to bring that stupid burlap sack. It wasn’t supposed to take days to walk to a train station. How far out into the plains was this town? She looked down the road nervously, but couldn’t see any train tracks in the dawn’s light. She couldn’t go back though. Blueberry would still be mad at her, and her whole scheme was contingent on escaping before he caught on. It was totally nice of him to be her friend so that Diamond would have an opportunity like this. She couldn’t thank him though, only use him. That’s what Diamond did to become a winner, use ponies and never thank them. Didn’t matter if she missed him already, because she’d totally find another better stallion in Canterlot. A stallion who, for reasons Diamond did not understand, was being kept away from her and from his foal. Her one consolation was grass. It was all around, everywhere, and it was so plainly, boringly edible. Diamond had to stop walking to eat, but at least she wasn’t starving. The strawberries ran out quickly leaving her with nothing but plain fare that she’d have turned her nose up at any other point in her life. But now she couldn’t shovel enough of the stuff in her mouth. All that walking, so much pain and soreness, more exercise than Diamond had ever gotten, was making her totally hungry. There were also ...other things making her hungry, but she tried not to think of those other things. So she walked, and ate grass, then walked some more. As tasteless and unsatisfying as grass was, she never ran out of it, and it was never hard to come by. She walked, and walked, the plodding starting to get repetitive now. The aches and pains were all just blending into one dull blah of hurt. The sun was all the way up—Diamond had no way to tell what time it was exactly—before she saw the train station far ahead. With a relieved smile she started to trot, then winced as she landed on a sore hoof, and resumed just plodding again. The station came up sooner or later, and Diamond felt great relief as her hooves left the dry dirt of the road, and clunked on the wooden boards of the train platform. This last week had just been a nightmare, but Diamond was glad to see that it was finally starting to look up. Wouldn’t be long before she’d be back in action, and not so pained, hobbled and irritatingly sad for reasons she couldn’t figure out. She walked up to the booth and... there was nopony there. “Hello?” Diamond said, peering into it and around. Nopony around anywhere. “They wouldn’t send me to a decomissioned train station, would they?” Diamond said in horror. The sun was starting to glare on her, so Diamond crawled into the shade of the platform’s canopy to sit there and try to figure it out. Daddy had always bought the tickets before, but there was always a train pony to take the bits. But there was always other ponies waiting to get on the train too, not this station out in the middle of nowhere. There were no schedules posted either. They totally did send her to a bad train station! Diamond’s tears were more bitter disappointment than sadness. She thought she really had them this time, but they knew all along. They were all just pretending to be clueless and easily manipulated, but when Diamond did what she was taught they turned around and skillfully manipulated her instead. She’d probably see Blueberry again, surprised he wasn’t waiting for her at this platform with a cruel smirk on his face. No, she wouldn’t see him, just the guards who finally caught her for stealing, with that stupid strawberry merchant standing behind them. Daddy would never forgive her for making such a dumb mistake, a catastrophic error in judgement. Everypony seemed so sincere, but Diamond had to remind herself that everypony was cruel and manipulative as she was; just some were good at hiding it. She didn’t even run, because where would she go? There wasn’t anything she knew here besides that town sending guards after her, and Blueberry’s little trap for unwary fillies that he liked to call a strawberry farm. Just sat there in the shade and sulked, then flopped dejectedly on her belly, then fell dead asleep. She woke up with the train whistle. Scrambling to her hooves Diamond had... had she fallen asleep? She must have! Just so tired from all that walking. But a train whistle awoke her, so her ears turned to the west and a train was coming! It was whistling as it approached the station, so Diamond ran out onto the sunny platform, looking around bewilderedly as she had no idea what she was supposed to do about getting on a train without anypony to accompany her. But she just stood there uncertainly then, as if Daddy were by her side, while the train pulled up alongside the station. It hissed to a stop, and the conductor walked down the stairs. “My, what is a little filly like you doing way out here in the fertile valley?” he said in a gentle baritone. She looked up at him owlishly, at his big mutton chop moustache, and found her wits, saying, “I missed my parent’s train. I need to go back home to Canterlot where they’re waiting for me. They gave me these,” she said holding up five bits. “So I could get a ticket, but I just missed them.” He looked down at her, then a laugh belted out of him. “Really, filly?” he said, leaning on the railing of the train. “Canterlot? Really? Do your parents know you left town?” “What?” Diamond said in surprise. “No, they went ahead to Canterlot. I have to meet them there!” “I can’t even begin to say how many things are wrong with that story,” he said in a grumpy tone. “First, you can’t just ‘Get a ticket’ to Canterlot. That station is reserved for honored citizens and only lets ponies off by invitation. Second, this is the only train that passes this station today, so I don’t know what you mean by ‘just missed’ your parents. Tell me the truth little miss, are you trying to run away?” Diamond just stared wordlessly. Saying she ran away would be even further from the truth than her story. “Thought so,” he said. “I’m sorry but I cannot admit you on this train without your parents. But don’t worry, I know it seems like everything is terrible sometimes, but they’re your mommy and daddy, and they love you very much. You need to talk to them, not run away from home. Whatever’s the matter, they can work it out.” “I...got... foalnapped!” Diamond said in growing fury, “And they dumped me out in the wilderness! I was with my daddy in Manehatten, and mean ponies foalnapped me, and put me in a bag! I have to go to Canterlot because I have to warn somepony that his enemies are after me, because I’m carrying his child!” The conductor’s laugh before was but a mere chuckle compared to this. Somepony at the engine yelled back to him, and he straightened up, wiping at tears under his monacle, and said, “Little filly, you have the most vivid imagination I have ever seen! But it’s not going to work. Just go back to your parents, and stop trying to run away from your problems.” “I don’t have any parents!” she screamed tearfully. Totally misinterpreting her tears as disappointment for getting caught, he just backed up on the train, and said, “Goodbye little filly. Take good care of that imagination of yours, but don’t let it run away with you! Good luck with your parents.” And with that, the mostly empty train started to pull away from the station. Diamond stared at the moving car train vehemently, then looked up, and started to run alongside it. The end of the platform was coming but she thought she could see... yes, a ladder! There was a boxcar in the back maybe with luggage or shipments, but it had a ladder, so on the very last car beyond all the passenger cars, Diamond jumped and caught her hooves on the ladder, hanging on as the train accelerated, squinting in the wind as she tried to figure out how to get inside.