Sweetie Belle wasn’t sure why her bottom was so wet and tickly, but she was distracted enough to wander off from her sister a bit. She found herself standing by a stall of potatoes and carrots, her tail twitching restlessly to waft her scent around. She was surprised then when a strange stallion came up, and just walked right on top of Sweetie Belle, as if he didn’t see her down there. She looked up and protested his rudeness, saying “Hey! What are you—” but then something prodded her very sensitive underside. making her tail turn aside reflexively to admit it against her soft flesh under there. She was so sensitive on her tickly bottom, but it didn’t make her want to squeal and giggle and cringe away like with other tickles. These tickles made her want it to ...touch her more? She shied away from him, more curiously than frightened. Sweetie just felt so... comfortable about her bottom right now! She looked underneath him, and she could see he was standing there with his penis out! Sweetie stared at the thing with fascination. She didn’t get to see stallions get their parts out very often, and it looked so intriguing, bobbing like a pole in between his legs. That was what had touched her down there? “Were you putting your penis down there?” “Uh, yes?” he said with a curious tension in his voice. “Got a problem with that?” “Well it’s just...” Sweetie looked at her own bottom unsurely, saying, “I guess not?” He walked over her again, and she squeaked, “Hey!” as his hoof came down on her thigh, and that big, soft thing prodded against her sensitive underside. “O-oh, oh..” she stuttered as she felt it touching her, stumbling to a halt and just feeling it there. It felt so soft, and perfect against her. But it was a penis! Wasn’t that for peeing? And why did this stallion’s musk smell so good? “That’s um...” she tilted her hips, unconsciously spreading her legs as her eyes lost a bit of focus. His prodding settled firmly on her wet tickly center. Then, it hooked on something down there, and Sweetie abruptly found herself stretched wide. He started pushing against her, and met no resistance! She felt like she was wrapping around it. He was—! “Your penis—!” she gasped, his hot fleshy rod feeling so thick, and so deep, pushing deeper and deeper in her as he said, “Ahh, yeah that’s the stuff.” “What are you doing?” she squeaked uneasily as that hot, soft but stiff thing pushed inside her. What was her bottom doing?! Was that his penis? She looked underneath at her belly, but there was no penis sliding underneath her. It was sliding inside her. It just kept going in. It felt really good, but Sweetie really wasn’t sure she was supposed to do this, so she walked forward trying to avoid getting his s-stallionhood any more stuck in her. However it got inside her, Sweetie still didn’t want to be rude to him and get stuck on... him? The stallion just put a hoof on her shoulder to stop her, and moved over her again, that hard thing sinking even deeper into her body. It was so deep, she could feel it sliding down underneath where her belly button was! There was no mistaking that! Sweetie felt strange. She didn’t want to move, with it inside her like this. Shouldn’t she be upset? It felt... dizzyingly good. What he was sliding in there made her at the same time excited and wanting to stay passively still. It was stretching her in all the right places. She never knew her bottom had an inside place. That was weird, but cool! But she was sure a penis wasn’t supposed to go in there? It was filling her all the way, and it made her just want to stand there not going anywhere, but she couldn’t stop thinking about how inside her was something the very opposite of what a filly was. Why was she... rocking against him? She felt so stretched inside, and it made her feel peaceful somehow, like, satisfied. Then the stallion above her started shifting back and forth, and what that did was pull the thing out of her, then push it back in. The way it was sliding along her in there felt really weird. It wasn’t just sliding, but it was sort of tickly wherever it slid against her in there. It felt really personal and sort of scary. It was making her blush heavily, and her tummy was all fluttery. She didn’t know what he was doing! Conversation drifted around the market as she looked around for confirmation that this was supposed to happen, but Rarity was still haggling with the celery merchant, and Cherry and Linky were just chatting with each other casually, and nopony else was really around besides this stallion. Sweetie had seen him before, he was the one with horseshoes as a cutie mark, but she hadn’t talked or anything. Then this big stallion just walks over her and puts something into her! What was he doing, and why was she letting him do it? She didn’t mind helping ponies, but this was her body! Should she yell or something? Was he hurting her? He was doing the opposite of hurting her though! She felt something start to trickle down her leg, and Sweetie Belle lifted it trying to just let her juices drip to the floor. The way he was sliding his thing in and out felt even better than his thing just going inside, making her all tingly down there, and in there. It must have been so easy for him to slide like that into her, with how juicy she had been down there lately. And the tingling was way more than pleasant. It was distracting, and confusing. She wanted to see under there, but he had a good grip on her shoulder, so she could just barely turn her eyes back to where her soft white hips were quivering underneath his big ones. His penis was so... thick! And fleshy, and sliding so slick inside her. “I... I don’t get it...” she said with difficulty. She was breathing really hard now. She had to breathe hard, because of those intense feelings flowing from that pistoning thing in her bottom. He still didn’t answer her, but just did the sliding even faster when she said it. Her face felt like she was going to burn up from blushing, as she felt the craziest, most obscene thing ever, deeper inside her as she ever knew, in her most special place. Sliding within her was a big, fat, fleshy stallion’s penis! Sweetie Belle couldn’t help but give a little moan, it was so overwhelming. But still nopony seemed upset, so maybe this was a good thing to do? Then her doubts were driven into disarray, and her eyes crossed, as his modest sized length suddenly swelled inside her. She couldn’t believe how full she felt! What was happening to his penis?! What was happening to her? He stopped sliding then, just pressing up against her, and Sweetie looked up in disappointment saying, “Why did you stop? I don’t mind—” and then she cut off to stare forward, because the fleshy pole inside her just started thrashing about. Sweetie sure loved that feeling. What was it doing in there? And then she gasped as something hot flooded into her, right where it was deepest. A jet of fluid sprayed all over her flesh in there. Had it burst? But then it squirted again, and then again! “What’s... happening...” she panted, hunching forward with her eyes half lidded, as he shoved strongly against her, squirting stuff so deep inside her. Sweetie Belle’s round little hips were just filling up with that weird hot slimy feeling. The thing inside her stopped squirting then, and came to rest. Sweetie had one more minute to stand shocked, wondering at how her hips felt in there, before he pushed off her, stepping back and that thing slid out of her at the same time. It made a rush of fluid flood up from Sweetie Belle’s depths, whatever it was he squirted into her. “Not supposed to... pee in me!” Sweetie squealed at last, pulling away from the stallion, staring with confusion at her recently stretched vulva. Whatever had squirted in her was coming out in thin white glops. It smelled... really musky and good. It smelled like a stallion, not like Sweetie Belle. It wasn’t pee that’s for sure. Something that came from his... penis, that wasn’t pee? He put it inside there! She looked where her hips had been a moment ago and hanging below the stallion was his... his penis. It was all slimy now, and shiny, dangling below the stallion. She felt it so deep! Did she really feel that? She wanted to feel it more. How could she want a stallion to pee in her? But it wasn’t pee! It was incredible! She felt like she was only halfway done, that she needed to be filled again. Her little cunt winked, and the desire surged in her, spurring her to action. Sweetie went and scooted under the stallion, nervously figuring if he didn’t ask at first, there’s no reason to ask herself. Her underside felt all empty and squinchy without him, and she wanted to be all stretched again. Sweetie Belle just pressed her bottom against that shaft of his, and tried to step backwards until he was comfortably inside her again, but he wasn’t angled right anymore, and kind of too floppy. “Woah,” he said, backing off from her efforts. “I’m tapped out. You should try that stallion over there.” “Oh, um... thanks, I think,” Sweetie mumbled, blushing embarassedly, walking out from under him. She crossed her legs, a curious ache in her loins making her wish she had a stallion do that to her, like right now. His penis stuff, that weird white pee was still dripping out of her, as Sweetie Belle trotted over to the nearest stallion, looking up at him with big eyes. Before she could even ask, there was movement under his hips, and she saw his penis start coming out. He smiled down at her and swiveled his hoof in circles, and Sweetie happily turned around, pointing her bottom in his direction, once again getting a long stiff fleshy thing pushed inside her. It was funner this time. The other stallion’s goo made it even more pleasant feeling, and Sweetie’s blush deepened, as she understood now that it was a stallion’s penis sliding in and out of her. It didn’t seem gross, anymore. It seemed... powerful to think of his big penis pushing into her. Something was building in her, that made her belly all fluttery, and it just kept feeling better and better. She wasn’t sure how much better it could feel. She knew pee was gross, but just the thought of more squirts inside her made her cry out in a clear peal of young desire. Sweetie’s hooves braced unsteadily on the ground, as she felt his penis swell up inside her. Was he gonna he pee in her too? More of that gooey stuff? Oh, she wanted it so bad! She never realized penises were big and long and incredible like that, so they could go inside her back there! He was so deep, and—and his tingly slidy slick thrusts were making her all fluttery! Her whole bottom was tense with just containing him, as she eagerly anticipated his sliding pole would just explode in more squirts of strange fluid. As the second stallion started squirting inside her, a heavily panting Sweetie Belle looked out from under his legs to see a third already walking up. It was her... her crush, Big Macintosh. And his penis was already out. Sweetie looked up at Big Macintosh anxiously. Even if Big Macintosh didn’t want her to, Sweetie Belle had to stand so passively before him under the second stallion, feeling the squirts hitting her insides from the penis still jerking in there. She had to stand there looking up at her crush with trepidation, because she had to do this and be this, and be... squirted in. But her heart fluttered with relief as Big Mac had a non-judgemental smile on his face, even though it was another stallion’s penis pushed into Sweetie Belle, and another stallion’s pee just filling her up inside. Sweetie couldn’t believe he was even paying attention to her. She blushed when Big Mac so much as hugged her. Sweetie Belle couldn’t imagine what she’d do when he put his penis inside her. It was turning out to be a really good day. When the second stallion let Sweetie go, she did blush, standing shyly before Big Macintosh. “I... I guess you want to put your penis in there too?” she asked, hardly daring to hope. “Eyup,” he said, making her shiver with that deep voice of his. She looked at his penis, big and stiff and ebony, and she just couldn’t wait for him to spread her wide with that, and do that white slimy pee in her. What was happening to her was so gross, but somehow she just loved it! She actually liked stallions squirt/peeing in there, and making her insides all slimy felt really good. Plus it would be his slimy white stuff! “You mean it?” she asked hopefully, turning to face away from him so that he could walk over her and do it. The white slimy stuff was dribbling out even more than her juicyness now, every time her bottom throbbed like it was flexing or, poking out or something. His response was to simply step over her, surrounding her with himself, and Sweetie’s breath caught as his penis poked her nethers. She shifted her pelvis until his penis found the inside place too. How could she not? It was Big Macintosh’s penis! He pushed strongly as soon as she did, sliding in slickly and making her bottom stretch wide all the way deep inside. A strained whine escaped her as she felt it happen to her. The very moment he penetrated her smoothly, the tingles threatened to overwhelm her, and she felt so brave and desperate. He was making her feel so good, she had to tell him! “I... I like you!” Sweetie blurted out, her throat dry from all of the juices she was leaking out down there. It was like she was hugging him, his penis at least, and he was hugging her whole body. She tried to hug his penis as passionately and hard as she could, her tiny legs quivering as the squeezing caused an almost physical need to rise in her, to make him slide in there. She started rocking herself to slide him, but he stopped her with a hoof, holding her still. Sweetie was surprised at the quiet whine of disappointment that welled up in her. “Y-y’like me? Like, like like?” he said above her. “Yes,” she moaned, “I should have said, I... do you like me? Why are you doing this?” “Talk later,” he murmured in a strained tone. His hips jittered and started to slide his penis out of her then, and back in. Out and in, out and in. Sweetie was free now, free to rock back against the resistence of his penis inside her, helping him pull out and push in. Together they did the... the thing that he wanted to do. Sweetie Belle helped him do it to her, as best as she could. She didn’t know why he wanted to do this, but now she wanted it too. Sweetie Belle thought the best thing about Big Macintosh was his smell, like apples and old books. And she was surrounded with that smell when he went inside her. She couldn’t believe he was paying attention to her! Something about her new inside place was really special to him! Her whole body was tingling now, and her grunts were growing urgent as the sliding started to make her insides feel electric. She couldn’t even squeeze them now, couldn’t do anything but stand, everything just stilling back there for him to squelch wetly in. And every slide just built and built in her until it broke over her like an ocean wave. A surprised squeal escaped Sweetie Belle as her inside place suddenly leapt into motion, contracting rhythmically around Big Macintosh’s penis. He shoved into those contractions, scooting her forward as she jerk, jerk, jerked in her hips, unable to stop it, or to even think. She loved her inside place! It felt so good! The mind blowing waves of tingles eased off as her involuntary contractions eased off, and then she was just panting and sweaty, herself again just standing there under her favorite stallion. And he was still sliding his penis inside her. Why had her bottom felt so good just then? Did he like it? What was she even doing? Was it going to happen again? She just felt the sliding motion now, but it had a sort of echo of that clenchy tingle wave. She felt very pleasant and relaxed, and figured she wouldn’t mind if he peed in her there, because he made her feel so good so she wanted to pay him back in return. “There you are, Sweetie!” Rarity exclaimed trotting over to Sweetie and Mac. “Oh, how adorable,” she gushed at Sweetie’s little predicament there. “You’re in heat! I hadn’t even realized. So young too, you lucky little filly.” “What’s... heat...” Sweetie said with difficulty, her eyes wanting to half close from the ripply feeling that his penis sliding was giving her. “It’s a very special time in a filly’s life,” Rarity says, standing jauntily in front of where Sweetie was getting porked. “You’ll find the stallions all want to impregnate you. Clearly Big Macintosh doesn’t mind doing that even one bit.” “Is that when he...” Sweetie’s eyes darted backwards, “Puts his penis inside me?” “Oh, no no no this is just rutting,” Rarity said pinching Sweetie’s cheek as the little filly rocked there helplessly. “Impregnation is when he ejaculates in you.” “What’s—” Sweetie couldn’t finish the sentence because Big Macintosh was getting big in her, so much it made her eyes lose focus. He stopped thrusting just to flare in her, stretching Sweetie’s inside place wide. She felt like he was kissing her in there. “...ejaculates?” she asked weakly. Then with a powerful heave of his hindquarters, Sweetie Belle was really fucked. “Why, when he puts his seed in you, dear,” Rarity said with a gentle smile. Sweetie couldn’t ask more, because the relentless pistoning back there made her burst into another round of uncontrollable contractions inside her. She just looked at Rarity all starry eyed as his slide, slide, slide made her jerk, jerk jerk. Rarity squeed at the sight, holding her forehooves together as she watched it happen to Sweetie Belle in utter delight. “Oh, an orgasm! You are a lucky little filly. It feels good, does it not?” “So... good...” Sweetie managed to moan once her contractions began to still. She felt so much better about this now that Rarity was there at least giving her an idea of what was going on. So this was something she was supposed to do, and it was perfectly okay. She had been worried it was wrong, or that she was hurting stallions or something, or maybe it was a big joke, but if it was she didn’t mind because it felt great. Big Macintosh slowed too, his thrusting going erratic before he pushed all the way into Sweetie again and held there, his penis thrashing inside her. “Oh my gosh,” she said to Rarity excitedly, as Big Macintosh started peeing his goop in there. It wasn’t peeing though, because it came out in jerky squirts, not one continous stream. Squirts that felt good when they hit her insides. “He’s doing the white peeing thing!” Sweetie eked out passionately. “Big Macintosh~!” Rarity responded, by reaching under Big Macintosh and giving Sweetie a gentle hug throughout the process. Sweetie Belle had never felt better before today. Her crush was interested in her, and her sister was there supporting her, and she was in heat which meant that stallions could show her all about her amazing inside place, full of Big Macintosh’s thick penis, and his hot, slimy white stuff. It drooled out around where he was pushing into her, trailing along her pelvis back there. Big Macintosh pulled out of Sweetie Belle, leaving her inside place a quivering and gaping mess. He kind of... stood out of the way looking a little uneasy with the whole thing now. Sweetie tried to catch her breath, looking up at Rarity around the sweaty pink and purple curls that threatened to flop flatly against Sweetie’s forehead. Rarity had waited patiently for Sweetie to get done with Big Macintosh, and she was so cheerful and attentive to Sweetie now, but Sweetie Belle felt so tingly and needy down there it was hard to talk with her, or even think. “Well, Sweetie dear, how do you feel?” Rarity asked her. “I—um, um...” Sweetie said uncertainly, taking a step towards her sister, but then looking around for another stallion to do her. “I feel great could I just—another stallion, maybe? I’ve gotta s-stand under him I don’t even know.” “Say no more, dear sister,” Rarity smiled at the trembling, sweaty filly, “There are plenty of stallions right here in the market who can service you.” Sweetie’s heart swelled with gratitude, as she tried to hold it together despite the frightening need in her to have her backside filled. Together they went looking through the market, and it was not long before a warm yellow stallion approached, with his penis rising to the ready. Sweetie shivered in place as her tail hiked up behind her, just at the thought. She turned her rear and looked back eagerly as the horny stallion couldn’t get enough of her, coming up to her and standing over her innocuously round little bottom. She couldn’t believe how much she wanted his penis! Sweetie gave an indulgent groan when a stretching, slick sliding-up inside her told her, that her presented bottom was once again filled with a stallion’s manhood. “Oh, that’s so much better,” she moaned. “I dunno why I... I have a thing for... he’s so deep it’s—!” Sweetie was rather inarticulate at that point, but Rarity smiled at her slyly while the stallion pistoned in the young filly’s rear. Sweetie just stood there enjoying it, taking it, and blushing self consciously as she just had to do that, and could only look at Rarity with heated concern. “Bit of a surprise, eh Sweetie?” Rarity said playfully. “You never even knew this was possible!” Sweetie nodded, panting hard. She thought her bottom was going to do it again! The squeezy thing! It felt so good she just couldn’t stop the stallion from feeling better and better. “I think congratulations are in order,” Rarity said to Sweetie Belle “You’re going to be a mother, now!” Rarity said to her cheerfully. “A... what?” Sweetie asked dumbly. “A mother, Sweetie,” Rarity said flatly. “I know... what...” Sweetie huffed distractedly. “Slow... down I can’t stooop,” she whined vaguely up to the stallion who... didn’t exactly ignore her request. But he only slowed a little, and his intent grunts hitched up again, as his pace increased bit by bit. “That’s what estrus means,” Rarity said with a ruffle of Sweetie’s disarrayed curls, “Is that you’ve been specially chosen as a lucky pony to give birth to a brand new baby foal!” “But I’m just... Sweetie Belle I don’t... what?” Sweetie said senselessly. He was—his shaft was ballooning inside her! “Keep going!” she begged urgently, “I’m almost do~ing it!” He... he hammered against her so incredibly, in and out, in and out in and— “Sweetie, pay attention,” Rarity tsked to her little sister, making Sweetie whimper out, “I can’t... I can’t... it’s... it’s...!” and then she was overwhelmed by the tingles. Her insides just convulsed around his shaft, and a sweet cry tore its way out of her breast. She stared at Rarity starry eyed, feeling so full of love for everything as her bottom did its incredible inner dance. She barely calmed down when his incredible thrusting into her strangely squeezing bottom grew ragged and uneven, and Rarity reminded Sweetie fondly, “He’s ready to give you your foal.” Rarity looked indulgently at Sweetie, who was trying to keep it together—she felt so good! She felt so—he was what? What was Rarity saying?! “You felt it, didn’t you?” Rarity told Sweetie while she was dully dumbstruck with lust and motion. “His seed spreading inside you? Your body is crying out to be a mother, and as soon as his seed enters you, you will be!” “The—the gooey stuff...?” Sweetie asked vaguely, alarmed at the stallion shoving up against her and twitching within, no throbbing within. “I don’t want—but he’s gonna—” Sweetie managed to say, before that heavy flooding feeling started blooming within her. “Rarity, he’s doing it!” Sweetie begged anxiously. “Putting his seed in your womb, deep in your belly,” Rarity said to the hapless Sweetie Belle, standing there passively, getting pumped full of... of seed. “You have a foal inside you now, that his seed has given you!” “I... I don’t...” Sweetie wanted to cry. Why did it feel so good? Throb, throb, throb, she was more and more full of seed. Her tail was high as it could go, and she couldn’t stop her hips from piking up against him gloriously. She couldn’t stop getting filled. She should have run away, but she just had to stand there and let him do it, do it, do it. She wasn’t ready to—a foal? She was practically a foal herself! She was... she was so full of a big, strong stallion’s seed. Her legs were wobbly as she tried to deal with what Rarity told her. Rarity didn’t even seem upset! The stallion pulled out of Sweetie’s rear, and his seed poured out of her cleft again. It was drooling down her legs to the ground, so—gooey! Sweetie didn’t even know it was... was making her a mother? “I have a mother, Rarity,” Sweetie said to her sister in desperation, “I’m not gonna be a mother!” Rarity laughed nervously at that and said, “Afraid it’s a tad out of your hooves at this point, Sweetie. You are going to have a lovely foal inside you,” She tapped her hoof under Sweetie’s abdomen, right where her... inside place ended. “Right about here. It won’t be long before your womb is huge with the foal curled up inside. At your age, I’d wager you have trouble walking with your belly that big. “And then the foal will come out of you, and you’ll have to take care of it. You’ll have plenty of milk to feed the little dear, because that is your new daughter, or son,” Rarity continued. “Because believe it or not Sweetie Belle, you are a mother now!” “I— but— a foal in there?! But there was just a pee.... thing in there, not a foal!” Sweetie protested, sitting down on her haunches despite the dribbly white mess that was down there. “I don’t want to be a mother!” she squeaked anxiously. Rarity... hesitated in her joy at that. “You... don’t want to be a mother?” she asked disbelievingly. “I... I don’t know, but...” Sweetie said prevaricating and chewing on a lock of her mane. “Can’t I wait until I get my cutie mark at least? Mother had hers, didn’t she? And what about school? I can’t carry a f-foal to my classes!” “You certainly can, dear,” Rarity said somewhat grimly, “And any who oppose that will be swiftly disciplined, I assure you. But like it or not, you are becoming a mother now. You were a mother, the moment that stallion started ejaculating inside you.” “But I look the same!” Sweetie said, rearing up onto Rarity’s chest seriously. “I’m not big or old or anything. I wouldn’t even know I was a mother or anything was different at all, if you weren’t telling me!” “It will take a while before you notice any physical changes,” Rarity explained patiently. “Generally first your skin tone will improve, and you’ll get much hungrier since you must build a foal inside you now. Odd foods too, since you’re growing a whole pony from scratch not just maintaining yourself. Before long you’ll see a little bump, and it just gets bigger from there! But for now you have simply to relax and enjoy the stallions, and the feelings your heat gives you about stallions, and wait for their seed to fertilize your egg. Once the egg is fertile, it will implant into your womb, and your body will provide for it until it has grown all the way into a foal!” Sweetie pulled back from her sister. She looked at the ground. Her bottom was already wanting more stallion penises. To make a foal in her belly, that she had to... provide for. “What if I don’t want to provide for it,” Sweetie grumbled a bit resentfully. “You wouldn’t be so cruel as to deny an adorable little foal a meal, would you?” Rarity asked aghast. “It’s not a foal though!” Sweetie said looking at her pudgy, messy underside. “I mean, it’s just... can’t I stop the egg?” “Going into heat means that your egg is already on its way,” Rarity said, undeterred. “With all that seed inside you, I’m afraid it’s a foregone conclusion. You may as well enjoy it at this point.” “Well,” Sweetie said in frustration, feeling all that slimy stuff inside her with a more fearful context now, “Maybe I just won’t let any stallions put their seed in my inside place then!” “Sweetie, how many stallions have ejaculated in you so far?” Rarity asked in a deadpan. “F-four but,” “Only four? My, you certainly haven’t been busy in that regard,” Rarity says critically, making Sweetie’s chest flare with hope. “But just one drop of seed is all that is needed,” Rarity continued, making Sweetie sink to her belly in disappointment. “You fuck—er that is, you have a lot of stallions ejaculate in you, in order to give everypony’s seed an equal chance to reach your egg. But only one is necessary, and four are certainly sufficient!” “Why didn’t you tell me before they ejac...ulated in me, then?” Sweetie asked in sheer exasperation. She couldn’t believe she had a... an egg in her, like a chicken? And all that white seed was like, planting inside her? Her inside place felt good, but she didn’t feel anything planting in there. Would she even feel it? “Oh, well, em...” Rarity blushed looking to the side. “I confess I rather like foals and, never managed to go into heat myself. I figure a filly won’t mind just the one time being a surprise, so I thought not to forewarn you, and just leave things to happen naturally. But heat is very rare, Sweetie. Normally you can have stallions ejaculate into you all you want, and no foal will appear no matter how much you want it. If I had known you would harbor such doubts, I would have told you straight away! I didn’t even realize you were in heat, until you’d been rutted by almost three stallions, anyway. “Honest mistake?” Rarity asked, pouting down at her sister. Sweetie grumbled unhappily, pushing at her naturally round tummy as if she could squeeze that foal right out of her. “Look, Sweetie, I don’t mean to understand where you’re coming from,” Rarity said appeasingly, “It is admittedly perhaps a bit of a shock,” “Just a bit!” Sweetie declared stridently. “Tell you what,” Rarity said, helping Sweetie to her hooves. “How about we both go rutting stallions, now that your body is ready? With you in heat, that should aid them in rutting me as well, after they’ve put their seed in you. We can take the whole day off together to do this.” Sweetie would have outright just refused, and been really mad at Rarity at that point. But Rarity continued further saying, “By tomorrow, your egg should be well fertilized, and we can visit my friend Twilight Sparkle. She happens to know a clever little spell to teleport an egg from one womb to another.” Sweetie gasped, looking up at Rarity in shocked realization, “But you’re not in heat!” she said. “I may lack the necessary egg,” Rarity stated, “But I certainly can care for a foal in my womb as well as you can. I’ll bear your foal to term, and if you are unsatisfied with the result, I will raise them as if they were my child. If it’s from your egg, the foal will be a lot like you. It’ll be like having my own little Sweetie Belle as a daughter! Or a son, perhaps. But even as a colt, I’m sure your child would be absolutely darling.” “I... I can’t ask you to do that, Rarity...” Sweetie said in a quietly sheepish tone. “Oh, but I want to!” Rarity responded, placing a hoof on Sweetie’s chest. “I was not being facetious when I said I liked foals. Plus this was my fluff up for not realizing you wouldn’t be as comfortable with the idea as I was. And really Sweetie,” She looked Sweetie in the eye, celadon green meeting royal blue, “I think once the foal comes out where you can see them, you’ll find it a delight to involve yourself in his or her life. If you find joy in it, you’re fully welcome to consider yourself the foal’s mother too.” Sweetie considered, and found very little problem with the idea. It’d be a big change for Rarity, but if Rarity was okay with it... Sweetie could sort of help her out then? Sweetie Belle’s hips felt like a trap after Rarity told her, but now they felt like a... thing she could use to help Rarity. If she could make an egg and Rarity can’t, Sweetie would love to give it to her sister! “I... I guess that... that does sound really nice,” Sweetie said. “Did I mention it means you could put more stallions in... how did you put it, your ‘inside place’?” “It was weird at first,” Sweetie confessed a bit nervously. “But it started feeling better and better, and then the um... squeeze... jerky thing...” “Orgasms, dear.” “If I could keep having orgasms,” Sweetie clarified, “And I could give you a foal you want, and a part of me could be your little Sweetie Belle, it just sounds too good to be true!” Rarity combed through Sweetie’s mane tenderly with her hoof groove. “The world does tend to be a rather nice place, once teleportation is involved,” she said admittedly. “I am sorry for not knowing you well enough to nip this problem in the bud. I thought you’d want a foal!” “No, it’s okay,” Sweetie said, rubbing up along Rarity, and this being in heat thing even made her cheek rubs feel tingly. “If you had, then I still would have put seed in my bottom. He didn’t ask or anything and I—I still want it. If it can help you out, and I won’t get teased at school or have to worry, then... and those stallions started feeling really good (I can’t believe Big Mac went in there!)” “Then let us go!” Rarity exclaimed, facing forward into the light of day. “We shall leave no stone unturned! No stallion unaided. Together you, I and your heat can make waves in this town, and by tomorrow you will surely have the very best foal in your womb that can possibly be!” “And then you’ll help me out, right?” Sweetie prompted. Rarity actually giggled indulgently at that. “A foal in my belly,” she said eagerly, dancing on her hooves. “I never thought I’d feel it. I confess, when mother was pregnant with you, I was so very jealous of her. You were all curled up there in her belly, in her womb, and I simply couldn’t do a thing with my own.” “Okay, I’ll do it,” Sweetie said determinedly, even a bit eagerly, crouching on her hooves to gallop with Rarity into the sunset. A hoof tapped her on the shoulder. “Sorry to bother y’all,” Big Macintosh said, “But before you run off, you might want to take into account that you already got a line formin’.” He pointed a hoof at the several stallions who’d all assembled, one after the other in a neat line behind Sweetie Belle. She could already see some of their penises coming out and twitching around under there. And sure enough, it was a really good day.