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>Finally you've arrived at Celestia's school for gifted OB/GYN students. You were accepted to some hands-on, 3-week training session.
>The drive up was long and out of the way. The building seems to be pretty secluded, surrounded by forest and the mountain of Canterlot.
>Even the building itself had a wall around most of its perimeter, hiding whatever lay in store for you within.
>"Hi, are you the new intern?" The receptionist asks, chewing a piece of bubblegum, twirling a strand of her hair.
Yeah, Globe Trotter's the name.
>You drop your bags. The rough straps dig into your shoulders.
>"You can just leave your bags there, I'll have somepony pick them up and send them to your room, which is..."
>She types on her computer, the mechanical keys clacking as she does. "Room 4. Shouldn't be too hard to find."
Great, thanks. So... what is it I'm gonna exactly be doing? I know I'm gonna be doing some internship here, but I'm not sure what that entails.
>She pops her head out of the screen. "Oh! Of course! Go down the hallway behind you, through that door will be the pool, she'll be waiting for you."
Alright, thank you!
>You walk down the hallway, getting to the door at the end, when the realization dawns on you...
Wait...'She?'
>You furrow your brow, shaking your head as you open the door.
>The answer hits you square in the face.
>True to her word, there indeed is a pool. But what she didn't say was there were 4 VERY pregnant mares in and around the pool!
>A butter-cream pone sits in a pool chair. Most of her body is obscured by her large pregnancy. 
>The straps of the chair support their heavy load, as it contours aloud her butt and belly, showing them through the slits in the seat. The faintest hints of a purple bikini bottom quash any fantasies swimming around in your head
>Her large breasts are barely contained in her bikini top, the nipples press into the fabric, leaving a faint dark stream as they leak.
>Hearing the door opening, she looks over to you.
>"Oh!" She exclaims, leaning forward onto her belly, as if she was trying to stand...
>She pulls herself forward with her hands, sliding her large belly off the chair. The weight causes it to graze along the ground.
>Putting her legs underneath her, she finally stands on her hooves.
>She saunters over to you, her hips sway from side to side, supporting her weight.
>As she approaches, you can she just how toned her legs and back are. The muscles work underneath her skin supporting her weight.
>The air becomes thick, and your skin grows hotter and hotter in your clothes...
>"Hi! Are you the new intern?" She greets you warmly, extending a hand.
>You give a big gulp, before answering
Y-yeah. Name's Anon... I'm here for the h-hands-on training?!
>She doesn't seem phased in the slightest.
>"Great! The receptionist let me know you were coming, we're in room 4, right?"
>Your face gets flushed, putting 2 and 2 together slowly...
We..?
>"Yeah, I'm going to help train you! Name's Fluttershy by the way. I'll show you to the room.
>She turns about, slowly walking toward a building in the back of the compound.
>Her butt is barely contained by her surprisingly conservative bikini bottom, hugging its curves.
>If you look close enough, you swear you can make out her ponut...
>"Ohhh, is that a new intern?!" A voice from your right breaks your tunnel vision, as it calls over.
>You barely register the purple unicorn yelling at you from the other side of the pool.
>"Yeah. I'm gonna go over the basics with him!" Fluttershy calls back, stopping for a moment.
>"Don't worry, she's gonna take good care of you!" She continues.
>Looking over in earnest, you can see the unicorn is actually an Alicorn!
>She wears dark sunglasses, laying and sunbathing on the pool's edge.
>"And when you're done with her, come see me, and we'll go over the various complications you could come across!" She adds excitedly!
'Complications?!' You think to yourself...
'Does she mean..?'
>Before you can finish the thought, the heavily pregnant pegasus, calls you over from an open doorway.
>"Come on, Anon! This is your room here!"
>You enter the room slowly, noticing it's more like a small loft than a classroom.
>There's a bed in the far corner. A small kitchen lays along another wall, and you enter into a simple living room.
>"How was the drive over here?" Fluttershy asks, as she closes the door behind you.
Long... Hard...
>You clear your throat
Uh... pretty confusing. This place is hard to find!
>You scan the room slowly, trying to keep eyes on anything other than the voluptuous, pregnant mare beside you.
>She giggles. "Yeah that's kinda the point! Don't want prying eyes snooping around, as you can probably tell."
Ha. Yeah...
>"Are you hungry? I could make you something. Or we could chat for a little while? Or do you just want to get started now?"
I think we can get started now.
>You answer without thinking, your mind blank taking in stimuli, trying desperately not to concentrate on Fluttershy.
>"Oh... okay. Great!" She sounds slight disappointed before walking ahead of you deeper into the room.
>Without warning, she casually begins to strip.
>Untying her bikini top, she lifts it off her breasts and over her head, and tosses it onto the couch.
>She pulls her bottom off too, stepping her hooves through them.
>A blush flashes across her face as she flares her wings, and arches her back.
>She turns back to you. If there was little left to your imagination before, there's nothing left for it now.
>Her breasts hang over her belly, leaking milk slowly into her fur. Her ass is full and has a slightly red twinge to it, inviting any wayward eyes to stare.
>"Ahh, that's better..."
Fl-fluttershy! What are you doing?!
>She looks at you, confused, slightly startled by your outburst.
>"What? I thought you wanted to get started?"
I don't even know what we're doing!
>Surprisingly, she starts laughing!
>"Anon, isn't it obvious? A hands on training session at a secluded OB training center with very pregnant mares? You're gonna help us birth these babies. It's how we train you."
Yeah, but... Do we have to do it this way..?
>Your eyes dart around the room, as little Anon starts to take notice.
>"Of course! Surgeons train on cadavers. And we can't have you birthing them, can we?"
N-
>You pause for a second.
No...
>"You'll love it! Canterlot has the best obstetrics department in the country, this has a practical purpose, I promise."
>She looks down at the growing cock in your pants surreptitiously. 
>"Hey, what made you want to be an OB? It's not really a field a lot of stallions get into."
I... There...
>You're racking your head to find an answer that doesn't involve wanting a heavily pregnant mare to give birth on your face.
>As you're thinking, Fluttershy bends over looking into a table, showing you her wonderful curves.
>In the drawer in the living room table lies a needle, filled with a clear drug.
>Fluttershy grabs it
>She walks toward you softly.
>"Everypony has their own reasons, it's okay if you don't wanna tell me."
>"Some ponies do it because there isn't one in their village, others because the creation of life... excites them..."
>Her belly grazes against yours, rubbing your tip slowly.
>She hands you the needle.
>"My uterus has been dormant for the last two weeks. This will jump start it again. Just take it and inject it into my womb, like you were performing an Amniocentesis."
>You grip it tightly...
Okay... Sit down on the couch...
Lay on your back.
>She does so, closing her eyes.
So... how many foals are you carrying exactly?
>"Me, or all of us." She asks, opening an eye.
All of you. It seems I'm gonna have my work cut out for me.
>You palpate her belly, feeling for the best place to insert the needle.
>"Let's see... I'm pregnant with 8... Twilight, she teased us as we went in. She has 5 or six, but they are much bigger, so she'll be harder to deliver."
You have this down to a science, don't you?
>"Thank Twilight for that one."
Deep breathe. Little pinch.
>You slide the needle into a spot in her...
>She hisses and winces.
>"Owie... Yeah, she likes to come down her a lot help teach the doctors. Hence the wall."
Ahh, that makes sense...
>You pull the needle out slowly..
Alright go ahead and sit up.
>She does so, her belly rest between her knees.
>"That's gonna take a few mintues to start working, and um." She trails off.
What is it?
>"The first contraction's gonna be really strong. I'm gonna need you to help me through it okay?"
Okay. How do you want me to help you?
>You rest a hand on her shoulder, unknowingly.
>"Just stand me up, walk with me, make sure it don't fall over, haha." She laughs softly.
Okay, I can do that. Come on, up you get!
>She offers yuo her hands. You take them and pull her off the couch.
>She stumbles forward, almost collapsing into you, but you catch her into your arms.
>"Thanks. You're pretty strong..."
>The slight blush returns.
>You hold her in your arms for a moment, silently...
>Suddenly she cries out!
>"Oh, God! Here it comes!"
>She leans forward into you, pressing her breasts into your chest!
>She moans a deep gutteral sound, and your can feel her belly tighten as it pulls away from you!
Shh shh shh it's okay, try to relax.
>You say the first thing that comes to mind...
>"It hurts so much!" Fluttershy whimpers and whines.
>Her eyes start to well with tears, as her own experience lick in.
>She pants quickly and leans down into a squat.
>Wrapping her arms around your neck, she sways her hips from side to side, almost teasing the floor with her ass.
>"They really want out," She finds the wherewithal to giggle through the pain.
>Her face contorts as her string of foals starts to become active inside her.
>"GOD MAKE IT STOP!" She screams, the tears streaming down her face.
>You're frozen. Nothing in the textbooks ever prepared you for this! Nopony could teach you how to deal with the swirling emotions you're experiencing.
>"HELP ME!" She begs, pulling you harder with her hands!
Easy, Flutteshy! Just stay calm!
>"CUT THEM OUT! GET THEM OUT OF ME!"
>She's screaming in your face, crying and digging her nails into your neck!
Agggh! God..! It's gonna be okay, Fluttershy, I promise! No one's gonna cut you open.
>Your foreheads touch, as you run your hands down her back.
>This situation is more than you can ever hope to handle... The emotions, the pain, the sound. A somewhat secluded bookworm like yourself strives to always avoid conflict and confrontation.
>And now, here it is, literally screaming in your face.
>You've never been more erect in your life.
>The next thirty seconds seems like an eternity.
>Fluttershy moans and sobs, gripping you tightly.
>"Fuck! Fuck! Anon!"
I'm here, Fluttershy. Don't worry...
>You rest your chin on her shoulder.
>She groans, a bit softer this time.
>"Okay... Okay I think that's it..." She sniffles, using a hand to wipe her face...
Yeah... It's over... You're okay, you're safe.
>You kiss her forehead. It's sweaty, and covered by her matted mane and fur.
>You look into her red eyes, puffy and still dripping tears.
>She looks so exhausted already.
>Wait...
>You just KISSED HER FOREHEAD!
>Shit shit shit!
Uh, I-I'm sorry, Fluttershy.
>"Hey, Anon, it's okay..."
I don't know what came over me! It was too much all at once.
>"Hey! Hey." She gets your attention.
>She cups your cheeks with her hands.
>"It's okay. We're both in a pretty trying situation. I don't mind a little physical comfort to help me through it, alright?"
>You speak, barely above a whisper.
Okay...
>"If I'm honest with you, I'm fulfilling a fantasy of mine..."
>You stare into each other's eyes.
What's that?
>"The others might have their reasons, but I've always wanted to have a family. A very LARGE family. I keep my cottage occupied with my pets but.."
It isn't the same as making them yourself?
>"Exactly."
Me too.
You asked me earlier why I wanted to be an OB.
I love birth. I love thinking about how a huge foal stretches out the leathery lips of a fertile mare.
>She begins to blush furiously.
I love to hear her cries as she begins to crown. I love it when she reaches down to feel the foal's head.
I love it when she gets down into a squat or on all fours, and you get a perfect view of her cunt as it opens up.
>"And her asshole too..." She squeaks out,
Some ponies might not like it, but I do. A lot.
>She giggles, burying her face into your neck.
>"Hey, I think it's only fair, since I got naked in front of you, that you do the same for me..." She whispers into your ear.
>It's your turn to blush. You look back at her, she flashes you a cocked smile.
Yeah, sure.
>You play it cool, but your hands tremble as the reach for your short.
>She helps you pull it over your head, tossing it on top of her bikini.
>Next the pants with the belt.
>She slowly pulls them down, leaving your boxers as the only thing containing your turgid member.
>You both are furiously red at this point.
>She pulls them off, very slowly, letting the shaft run over the edge of the fabric...
>The head flares out, getting engorged with blood.
>She lets it free, it springs back and forth on its hinge.
>"Oh, my..." She exclaims, looking at it closely...
We're not gonna do...anything, are we?
>"N-no! I just wanted to make you more comfortable," She quickly responds.
Yeah, kinda doing a bad job at it.
>You chuckle, as she giggles.
>"Next contraction's in about 10 minutes, if you wanted to do something else..."
I can think of a few things.
>You try to respond coyly, but your furious shaking permit it only to come out as such.
>She stands up, taking your hand, leading you over to the bed... 
>Sitting on the edge of the mattress, she wraps her arms around your neck, pulling you into a kiss. Your tongues dance and play in each others' mouths awkwardly.
>You lean forward, pressing into her belly with your body.
>She moans as you do, letting your wrap your legs around it.
Holy shit, you're huge...
>She cocks an eyebrow.
>"You like me like this?"
Oh ,please, let me keep you like this!
>"My thoughts exactly."
Can you top? It won't be tiring for you, will it?
>You ask without hesitation.
>"Sure! Just lemme know if it's much okay?"
Okay...
>Your heart is racing, and your breathing is ragged.
>Your roll over onto your back, getting a nice upward view of Fluttershy's beautiful pregnancy.
>She lifts a leg over you, resting her crotch on yours.
>Her belly lays over your torso, almost touching your chin!
>It presses down on your chest, making it a little harder to breathe, but it's more than tolerable.
>"How's that, Anon? Is that okay..."
This is amazing...
>You kiss her belly copiously.
>She lifts up her waist, finding your cock, guiding it to her hole...
>She hisses again, rubbing it along her clit, getting it wet in her juices...
>"Fuck me, Anon. One last time. Before our foals come..."
>You run your hands along her gravid orb, feeling every tight contour and bump...
>Fluttershy sits down on you, sliding you down deeply inside her.
>Her walls are dripping wet, squeezing softly around your shaft.
>She moans, closing her eyes, leaning her head back.
>"Oh, Fuck, Anon!"
>She gets down as far as she can, moving her flexible hips yet again, letting you feel every inche of her pussy.
>"You like that, baby?" 
You taking to me or them?
>She laughs loudly, "Depends, can you tell how dilated I am?"
Can't be more than 2 right now, but my cock isn't a board certified measuring device.
>She giggles as she pulls out almost to the tip, slamming down her whole weight into your cock!
Ugggggh!
>You moan outloud as she fucks you with all her might!
>Loud slapping noises erupt into the room as she pounds herself hard against you!
>She's moaning and groaning, grabbing her breasts tightly, leaking milk onto her belly.
>You rub it vigorously, feeling the occasional kick on your palm..
>Your cock twitches inside her, getting closer and closer to orgasm.
>Her cunt squeezes you hard, as she leans froward, groaning.
>"Here comes another contraction, baby!"
>Her hands fly out toward you, begging you to grab them!
>She leans onto her belly, squeezing your hands.
Are you okay, Fluttershy? Do we need to stop?
>"PLEASE, NO!" She rubs her belly on your chest, smiling and panting heavily.
>"Fuck me harder! Cum inside me! Keep me pregnant!"
>Your panting matches her own, her cunt clamps down on you!
Fuck, Fluttershy!
>You grab her hips, giving you the leverage to pound her harder, getting as deeply as possible
>Her cervix is prodded by your tip, as she screams in pleasure!
>As she does you, ejaculate deep into her pregnant pussy!
>You balls squeeze, as ropes of sticky cum shoot into her womb!
Here it comes, baby!
>"Yes, yes! I feel it Anon! Give it to me! Give me more babies!"
>She leans as hard as she can onto her belly, to give you a deep, wet sloppy kiss.
>Her tongue mixes your saliva, gulping and slurping your fluids between you.
>She screams as she he belly is sandwhiched between the both of you. 
>Cum slowly drips out of her cunt, as you finish cumming.
>She slowly calms down, running her fingers through your mane, panting softly.
>You two lay like this for a moment, staring into each other's eyes, and panting.
>You're the first to break the silence.
Wow... That was... Incredible!
>"You were amazing, Anon."
>She rolls off you, you cunt still full of cum.
>Laying on your sides, you cup her belly with your hands.
What's it like, doing this?
>"It's unbelievable! We get to go about usual life for most of it. Twilight masks any belly showing by a simple invisibility spell, doesn't help the weight though."
Yeah, I bet. It really helps tone you though!
>"Ha, you noticed? Yeah, When you have to carry a load like this, your muscles get a workout."
>She lifts her legs, showing you her muscles.
>"Especially in the quads."
>"Once we get closer, we go on a "vacation" here. We live as we usually do, albeit a little slower. We pick out a couple OBs to be trained. Usually stallions who have fetishes for this. And then deliver. 
How do you train them - Us?
>"We do as much as we can! We teach them how to time contractions, check dilation and effacion, delivery, and afterbirth."
Shit sorry, I forgot to time how long that contraction was.
>She laughs. "Don't worry, I won't dock you any points."
>"I do the 'easy' birth, ones that won't have any problems."
And twilight does the complicated ones.
>"Mmmhmm."
I assume none of you do ceasarian training?
>"God no! I don't wanna be cut open... Despite what I might've said earlier..." She blushes.
>"Sorry about that."
Don't worry about it. All worked out in the end.
>"It's not over yet, Anon! Not at all."
>She leans over and kisses you.
>You return it happily.
How many times have you done this?
>"This is only my second time. Twilight's done half a dozen times, but she's more in it for the education experience."
How'd the first time go?
>"Pretty well. Guy wasn't into it at all. Cold and by-the-book. But it went off without a hitch - Ow!"
>She rubs her belly. "Sorry. Contraction. You're doing MUCH better than him!"
>You chuckle
Well, I'm glad!
>"Time it!" She reminds you.
Oh, shit!
>You climb off the bed, your cock still half erect. 
>You're looking around for a clock.
I don't have a watch!
>"You didn't bring your phone?"
Oh. Yeah, I did. Hold on a sec.
>"I'm not going anywhere."
>She moans softly, as the contraction gets stronger,
>"Mmmm, hurry~" She says in a singsong tone. "It's not gonna last forever."
>You reach into your pant pockets, finding your smartphone.
>Unlocking the screen, you tap around for a stopwatch app, while walking back to the bed.
There we go, clock's started.
>"Too late." She giggles, patting the bed next to her. "It already passed. It was only about 30 seconds."
Damn it!
>You exclaim, jokingly.
>"Hmmhmm, next time!"
>You take Fluttershy up on her offer, sitting beside her on the bed.
>"reminds me of the time Twilight told me about Celestia was here with her twins. Some lucky stallion got to train on her."
No way?!
>"Yes, way! Although, to be fair, he was far too nervous to find any enjoyment out of it. He was always concerned if he was doing anything wrong."
I don't blame him, to be honest. I'd probably be shaking the whole time, and be too afraid to touch her, let alone do a dilation check or nipple stimulation.
>"Yeah. The best part is Celestia hardly even felt the pain, so she spend most of the time comforting HIM."
Ahh, guess that's why Twilight's doing the harder stuff. Doesn't have to worry about that whole dying thing.
>"That's what she says. She'd probably talk your ear off about what the "right emergency procedure" is, and not even notice her foal come out."
>She giggles again, in her cute way.
>You smile stupidly, feeling a flutter in your belly.
>"Oh, oh! Here a contraction comes! Time it!"
>She sounds...excited! Happy...
>You start the timer on your phone,resting your hand on her belly.
>She wraps her hand around yours, closing her eyes...
>You spend the next few hours like this, chatting casually as she labors unphased.
>Soon though, you're rubbing her belly more frequently.
>You knead her skin and fur with your hands, feeling the various positions of the babies.
>You lay strewn across her legs, kissing her navel, popped out and full.
>"You wanna check me while you're down there, stud?" She runs her fingers through your hair again, slightly tugging your head in random directions.
Oh, you don't have to ask me twice!
>She slides down slowly off the headboard of the bed, laying her back onto the mattress. 
>She grabs her ankles, pulling her toned legs aaaaall the way back spreading her pelvis wide...
Holy fuck... You're so beautiful.
>"Thank you, honey. Now, pick your jaw up off the floor and check me."
Yeah, can you stick your legs up in the air first?
>"Yeah, sure. Like this?" She pulls her legs more vertically, cupping her huge baby-laden belly with her thighs, letting it rest lowly, almost obscuring her pussy.
Perfect...
>You're almost drooling at this point. Your hands shake and your mind races.
D-deep breath.
>She takes a slow inhale, inflating her belly more.
>You take a shaky hand, lifting up her belly a little, sliding the index finger of your other hand into her wet slit.
>She gasps a little, letting out a soft moan.
>Sliding your finger deeper, you feel her cervix.
It's still pretty closed, no wider than a three. I can do an amni sweep, and make it go a little faster, if you want.
>"Tell me what that is, first." Her eyes are closed, clearly just enjoying the sensations.
I, uh, insert my finger in between your cervix and the amniotic sac, sweeping it around , separating the two. This will release hormones that'll help pick up labor.
>"Sounds good to me, babe. You do what you want to down there."
Don't tempt me.
>You sweep your finger gently but firmly around the neck of her womb, freeing the sac from the opening, all while she moans.
>The procedure definitely works its metaphorical magic.
>Within the next two hours, Fluttershy is almost fully effaced, and progressing quickly.
>Still, she's holding on like a champion, barely vocalizing above a dull moan, even with the visible contraction in her belly.
>"Can we walk around a little?" She asks, brushing her mane out of her face. 
>You stand up, taking her soft hands gingerly.
>You notice the teal polish coating her nails, complementing her coat and mane colors perfectly.
>"Be careful. We're just gonna do some slow spins."
Alright...
>Fluttershy turns her back to you, rocking her hips into your crotch.
>You wrap your arms around her shoulders, rubbing her belly softly.
Is this this okay..?
>"Mmm, it's perfect, Anon."
>She takes a few deep breaths, exhaling loudly, before letting out a deep moan.
>"MMMMMM, easy babies. Don't hurt mommy.
>Your cock presses against her wide hips as she slowly waddles around the room in your grasp.
>It starts to grow hard, pressing against her back.
>"Mmm, glad to see someone's enjoying himself."
Heh, sorry. Little guy can't help himself.
>"Maybe not so little..." She presses her hips harder into you, as she bends over, grabbing her ankles.
>Her huge belly hangs off her frame, grazing the floor. Her full, leaking breasts slap against the top of her pregnancy. Her hips tease you gently.
>"God it feels like there's a bowling ball coming out of my body!" She stands back up, grabbing for your hands, walking forward suddenly.
>"Come on, walk!"
>Your hooves lightly clop against the wooden floor, as you walk through the next few contractions.
>Her moans get louder and more strained, and soon she's grabbing your hands in a vice like grip.
>"Ohhh, down, down! I need to sit down!"
Alright, easy.
>You walk over to the bed, setting her down gently.
>Fluttershy leans back onto the mattress, holding her belly, and opening her legs.
>"Check me, quick!" She pleads, offering her laboring hole to you.
Okay, Fluttershy, remember your breathing.
>You press your two fingers into her hole, going straight up to her cervix.
>It's wide open, but her water hasn't broken...
>"Ohh, YES!"
>She gasps out in pleasure, arching her back, lifting her belly higher into the air.
>She clamps her walls down around your fingers soaking them in her juices.
>"The foals want out! Oh, God, they're coming!"
>Her face contorts, as her belly contractions hard, visibly squeezing down!
>"YEEEEAH! COME FOALS! COME OUT OF MOMMY!"
>You rub her forehead, leaning in close.
Fluttershy, try to stay calm oka - HEY!
>Suddenly, she grabs you and lays you on top of her!
>"Play with my belly! Put your dick in me! Fill me up!"
>That gets your attention...
>Fluttershy wraps her strong legs around you, preventing you from refusing. She presses you into her aching pussy, begging you to fuck her!
>You're on top her belly, feeling the huge mound pregnant flesh all over your body! It's hard and hot!
>You rub it with your hands, pushing off it, to give her a kiss.
>She pulls you in for a dirty, sloppy wet Frenchie.
>Your member, in the meantime, is stiff as a rod. You slide it easily into her cunt!
>She cries out, in pleasure and pain, as she contracts again! All her muscles squeeze at once! Holding you in place with her legs and hands, letting you feel her soft fur, and smell her sweet scent. Her entire being screams "Broodmare!"
>Your cock is assaulted, as her walls squeeze rhythmically along its shaft.
>It's too much! You almost cum right then and there, holding out for just a little longer through force of will.
>She's letting out loud moans and screams, getting close to cumming herself.
>"I'm gonna cum! Let me cum these babies out! I'M GONNA CUM!"
>With a few hard slaps into her, you ejaculate into her cunt.
>As her water breaks all over your cock.
>The warm fluid splashes out of Fluttershy's busy sex, soaking the mattress around her.
>You withdraw your cock slowly, being sure not to overstimulate the laboring mare.
>You rub her big belly softly, noticing the contours and tight skin.
Okay, Fluttershy. You feel like you're ready to push?
>Her head shoots up, her face dripping with sweat, matting her mane to her face.
>"Yes! Yes, God Yes! I wanna feel these babies open me! Please!"
>You rub her puffy vulva, carressing and massaging it, preparing it for the ordeal it's about to endure.
That's what I like to hear. When next contraction comes, I want you push, okay?
>"Okay! Tell me how! Teach me!"
>You slip your fingers to the first knuckle inside her, spreading them slightly.
You feel that? I want you to bring your chin down to your chest, and bear down! Like you're going to the bathroom. Get my fingers out, you understand?
>She moans, gripping the sheets around her, pulling them over her turgid body.
>"Ugggh, good job! You remember... good pushing technique!
I had a good teacher.
>You look eyes for a moment, before a contraction overtakes her!
>Ahh, okay. I'm... PUSHING! GOD IT'S COMING!"
>She pushes as you taught, bringing her chin to her full chest, instinctively pulling her legs back as far as they can, digging into her fecundity.
>You use your hands to pull her lips apart slightly, preparing them to stretch around the approaching head.
You're doing a good job, Fluttershy! Just like that, push with the contraction.
>Her pushes finally starts to find purchase. The head of the first foal starts to spread her outer labia just enough to be perceptible.
>"Fuck! I can feel it! It's coming, Anonymous!"
Our foal's coming, baby...
>Those words feel strange - yet somehow sincere the more you say them.
>More and more you wish it to be true...
>You run your fingers down Fluttershy's sculpted legs, feeling the perfect mixture of muscle and fat.
>Her shapely, but not overly large thighs taper down into strong, lean calves, terminated by shorn fetlocks, and perfectly pedicured hoof, polished and painted the same teal as her fingers.
>"Mmm, you having fun down there?!" Fluttershy wraps her legs around your back, hugging you in her beauty.
>You kiss her inner thighs, spreading her lips again.
Don't you have something you should be doing?
>You tease her, nipping her fur.
>"Teaching you how to birth foals? Mmmmm..."
>She moans, as a contraction rocks her.
>"Watch closely! You don't wanna miss anything!"
>Fluttershy pushes hard, her face turning red in the cheeks, as she lets out puffs of air with her effort.
Mm, God no! I have a front row seat.
>The first head begins to just start peeking out of Fluttershy's canal with her push.
Good job, honey! I can see the head!
>Fluttershy releases the push, exhaling the excess air she had in her lugs.
>Her belly deflates - just a little - and the head slips back in, as the pressure subsides.
>"Could you see the foal?! What did it look like? Was it a stallion or a mare?! Is it okay? How close is it to coming out?"
>Fluttershy sputters worriedly, trying to reach her hands down to her pussy, but her belly makes it difficult.
Hey! Hey... Relax.
>You take her hand, guiding it down to her labia.
>She takes a few calming breaths, watching you from over the crest of her belly.
You feel that?
>"Yeah..."
Push.
>She does as you ask. The head starts to emerge again, into her fingertips.
>"Oh, my God... That's my foal!"
Our foal.
>A contraction compounds her pushing, as she stretches into a teardrop shape!
>She cries out, starting to feel the pain!
>"It burns! My lips are on fire!"
Don't worry honey. Just breathe...
>Fluttershy cries out, letting a contraction overtake her.
>She arches her back, bearing down as hard as she can, with your hand still cupping her sex.
> The head is starting to open her up more, the teardrop becoming a circle, pushing out millimeter by millimeter.
>She digs her heels into your back, indenting your skin and clutching at the mattress in desperation.
>Her wails are high pitched, punctuated by a few short sobs.
>"It BUR HUR HURRRNS!"
>Tears stream slowly down her beautiful face, as her mascara bleeds onto her cheeks.
>She's wearing mascara, knowing she'd be giving birth today...
>If Fluttershy isn't the most amazing mare in the world, you don't care to find out who is.
Fluttershy, the foal is crowning now, you need to give me light pushes okay? Just pant.
>"O-okay... Hooo hooo."
That's it. When the contraction starts, I want you to take a nice big breath. Then exhale it all out. Relax yourself from head to hoof. Make sure your pelvis is nice and loose.
>She moans out a deeply held breath, and you can see the head move out just slightly.
Good, are you relaxed?
>"Yeah. It's - ugh - helping a little.
I can tell, the head's making good progress.
>"Ughhh, oooOOOWW!"
>She contracts yet again, pushing down instinctually.
>Fluttershy's pushing strains the head against her leathery cunt, stretching it out.
>But you know she's far from tearing, her labia are durable and pliable, it'd take more than a foals head to damage it.
>Eight, however, might be a different story...
>You keep your hands pressed against her perineum, providing counter-pressure as she crowns.
>The head is coming to its widest, point!
>Fluttershy wails, as her tissues are stretched. But not in so much in a show of pain, but rather, pleasure...
>"My clit! My fucking BURNS!"
>She moves down her other hand to rub her molten bead. She pinches and rubs it between her two fingers, as whole whole body tenses beneath you.
>"Help me! Help me! Help me! Lick me! Fuck me, put more foals into me!"
>As the burning gets more intense, she gets less coherent, babbling, interspersed with a word or two.
>"Fuck," "foals," "stretching," and variations thereof are all Fluttershy can muster as she continues to be forced open by the first foal.
GAAAAH! Easy, girl!
>Her vice-like grip around your midsection is getting too tight for comfort, making it hard to get a good breath.
>You struggle free after a few moments, Fluttershy being too incapacitated to help.
>She digs her hooves into the mattress, using her strong muscles to arch her back, letting loose a growl, as pushes as hard as she can!
>You press her lips around the head, as soon it explodes out, peeling her lips back.
>This seems to be too much for Fluttershy to take, as she screams in orgasmic pleasure, mixing her sweet sticky fluids into the emerging amniotic fluid, of which you get a nice soaking.
Holy shit, Fluttershy! The head's out! You did it!
>You speak in amazed bewilderment, proud of yourself, and proud of her, for being able to do this all on your own.
>"Oh, god."
>She's panting, taking deep, centering breaths.
>"That was incredible... I just fucking came!"
I know, I was there! Are you okay?
>"Yeah, yeah, God, I'm amazing!
You're a fucking goddess!
>You cradle the dripping head in your hands.
>It's coat is an off-white cream color. Accenting a light pink mane are teal highlights.
>Fluttershy relaxes somewhat, now that the stretching has subsided.
>She rests her back on the bed, putting her hand on top of yours.
>She feels every inch of her foal's face, grabbing its nose, ears and cheeks.
>Until a contraction interrupts her.
>She pushes down again, letting her baby slip further into both pairs of hands.
Okay, the shoulders are coming next! We're not gonna put any pressure and let the baby turn so that the head is facing one of your legs
"Don't need to teach you anything, huh? You're already a pro. Mmmm!"
Yeah, I guess so. But I plan to stay here for as long as I possibly can!
>She shuts her eyes, talking while she pushes.
>"Ha, well, I definitely don't blame you. This is the best experience of my life!"
>The head begins to turn toward Fluttershy's left thigh. Quiet squishing noises ring out, as the foal is pressed out further.
>"Oh, I can feel it! It's turning inside me!"
>The mother continues to caress and cradle the head, now fully rotated. The shoulders now sit such that they are perpendicular to Fluttershy's
Baby, you are so close! One or two more pushes like that and it'll be out!
>"Really? Oh shit... I'm gonna be a mother!"
That's the spirit! One more BIG push, come on!
>You press Fluttershy's legs back into her huge belly, finding any excuse you can to feel her perfect body as much as you can!
>The baby has all the space it needs. Fluttershy grunts and moans as she fishes out an arm with her finger, then working out the other arm with her uterus.
>She takes a quick breath, and gives one final, resolute effort..!
>"Gah!" 
>The foal slides out from Fluttershy's warm sex, spilling amniotic fluids, adding to the growing puddle.
>She lays back onto the mattress, relaxing.
>Grabbing her newborn, you lay it onto Fluttershy's still massive belly, near her breasts,
>She pats the baby softly, wiping off the gunk covering the foal's body.
What is it, baby?
>"It's a stallion!A big one too!"
>As Fkuttershy tries to close her legs, she lets out a hiss, her face twisting into a wince.
>"Ow... God, it's really sore."
You just had a foal, you're pretty stretched. Though, everything still looks pristine down here, but I guess that's to be expected.
>"I - I don't know if I can do this another seven times!"
You did a great job, honey! Just a few more times and it'll be over. You're a goddess, remember?
>"Yeah but I guess that doesn't mean much when there's an actual godless lounging by the pool -ugh!"
>Her voice trembles, as she's rocked with another contraction.
>All the while, she coddles the newborn, enticing him with her nipple. The cord snakes down her belly, between her legs, and back into her body.
>Her pushing resumes, regardless of an attached cord, or a nursing foal.
>You continue to massage her hole, preparing it again for the gauntlet.
>Foal number two makes its appearance, starting to stretch her out just enough to be visible.
>Fluttershy's moans again become increasingly sexual in nature, her lips and clit being overly stimulated by the stretching.
>She sputters and grunts, pushing as hard as she can, as you whisper counterarguments.
You got this, Fluttershy! Push this foal out like it's nothing! 
>"Gah! I can't! It's too much! IT'S TOO MUCH!"
>Fluttershy gapes open her maw, lulling her tongue to one side, as she moans and gasps gutturally.
>Tears belie the perverted noises she's uttering, as they stream down her face, pooling into the pillow.
>She bears down once more, and you can see number two's head more clearly, stretching her lips from a teardrop into a full circle.
>"Anon! ANON! The baby's making me cum!"
>You can see her rough labia tense and contract, tightly gripping the foal's head, as fresh cum slowly squirts out of her cunt, all over the new foal's mane.
>Number one suckles quietly on Flutter's aching, swollen nipple. Her areola are huge, studded with little bumps of their own, leaking milk onto her, preparing for the litter of hungry children about to be born.
>Your cock's been at half mast since this all began, but the thought of Fluttershy cumming with every foal she births is… stimulating.
>You're imagining what state she'll be in by the time the last one rolls around. Images of a completely mind shattered butter-cream mare fill your mind's eye. 
>Your hands press automatically into Fluttershy's taint, while your mind wanders. Or, perhaps saunters.
>A scream pulls you back to reality.
>"HAA, GOD, I'm CUMMING AGAIN!"
>As the head descends with Fluttershy's efforts, a constant stream of sticky white fluids dribbles from her hole.
>She's moaning and groaning over and over, unable to handle the overwhelming level of stimulation.
>Every time you move your hands, even slightly, her screams rise in pitch, before going back to their low growl.
>For now, any pretense of formal training has gone out the proverbial window.
>"DON'T TOUCH IT!" She begs, wrapping her hands around your wrists, vainly trying to pull them away. Her belly makes for an odd angle, though.
Now, Fluttershy...
>It's taking everything in your power to stay calm, to stay as formal, and thus, knowledgeable as possible.
I need to try and take a few calming centering breaths...
>Your cock is a stiff throbbing mess, leaking almost as much as Fluttershy is. Every time it brushes against her, you sharply inhale, as a wave of pleasure goes through you.
Otherwise we're both gonna explode! Remember, I told you? Pant like a dog, and just breathe!
>"I ca - I CAN'T!"
>A huge contraction overtakes Fluttershy, completely controlling her actions.
>She pushes as hard as she can, quickly popping out a head, forcing the shoulders out next!
>Her rabid pushing and quick delivery send Fluttershy over the edge.
>She begins to quietly sob.
>"I can't do this, Anon! Please, no more. I can't cum again!
Hey, it's okay. What would you rather have happen, hmm? Do you wanna cum, or tear?
>Fluttershy seems like she's calming down somewhat, thanks to your encouraging words. Though, perhaps she wouldn't call them that.
Come on, Fluttershy, multiple orgasms can't be all bad.
>You chuckle lightly, rubbing her thighs softly, relaxing your demeanor, helping Fluttershy to relax more.
>"Yeah," she giggles. "It's not so bad, when you have as many to relieve yourself like I do at home..." She says that cryptically.
What do you mean?
>You inquire, cocking an eyebrow, imagining several shelves full of dildos and other sex toys filling her home. 
>You're only partially incorrect...
>All these lewd thoughts certainly aren't helping your turgid member relax, as it twitches, pulling itself off your thigh, eliciting that strange unsticking sensation.
>"Oh, nothing never mind. Let's just finish this." She says that almost coyly.
>Even for all her earlier discomfort, Fluttershy still finds ways to make this ordeal very sensual and arousing, for the both of you.
>Even if she weren't consciously doing it, the pregnant Pegasus' motions are very sexual.
>She runs her fingers over her lips, feeling the emergent foal's mane, stopping briefly at her overstimulated clitoris, shuddering as the relatively cool phalanges graze over her button.
>Sometimes, she'll close her legs carefully and roll over onto her side, giving you a nice view of her stretched pussy, almost offering herself to you, regardless of her current predicament.
>And, oh GOD when she opens them back up!
>She'll pull her shins up to her quads, and rock her knees back and forth, rolling her ankles, letting out a soft moan, showing just how well developed Fluttershy is, in every respect.
>Everything about her screams "Broodmare." And here you are, the lucky bastard getting to "familiarize yourself on her.