Burdy’s perspective…

I awoke peacefully, the feel of a warm presence atop of me putting my mind at ease. My nostrils caught whiff of a strange fragrance that filled the air. One that I couldn’t put my finger on. The smell however, made my insides feel all tingly.

As I lay on the couch with my mother on top of me, I let out a relieved sigh. Everything seemed to just… it just seemed perfect right now. The morning sun casting down a warm sensation to my skin, laying here with my loving mother.

A snore from Lassie whom lay napping on the cushion chair added another thing to the list. My faithful canine… whom could now talk… which was kind of strange but just another thing I’d have to get used to. As much as I don't want to admit it... I kinda liked it here, in Equestria. It took a little getting used to but...

As my mind fluttered with wonderful things, a certain thought came to mind that made me realize something was indeed wrong. “Oh crap… I forgot!” I whispered silently as I gently slid out from underneath Twilight’s body.

Today was Mother’s Day, and I hadn’t gotten her anything. I quickly slipped on my socks and boots while making for the door. Lassie’s voice chimed from across the room. “Where yah goin?” She asked.

I turned around and brought a finger to my lips, urging her to be quiet. “Sssh!” I ordered quietly, then pointed to Twilight. “I haven’t gotten her anything for Mother’s Day… I kinda forgot,” I admitted and Lassie rolled her eyes.

“So? Just make her breakfast. I’m sure she won’t mind,” she replied casually.

I scoffed at her idea. “I can’t do that. I need to get her something special,” I told her and she gave me a bemused look.

“You could just do something special for her… or to her,” she said in a strange voice of which the origin to her tone I wasn’t sure.

“Well… what do you think she’d like to do?” I asked in a curious tone. Lassie let out a disgruntled sigh.

“Never mind! Let’s just… go get her a present,” she muttered with a deep and flustered exhale. She muttered something under her breath that sounded like she said dumbass.

“What was that?” I asked and she shook her head.

“Nothing, I was saying ‘Run fast’ because she’ll probably be waking up soon,” Lassie told me.

“Good point, let’s hurry,” I added and with that rushed out the door. Lassie quipped something that sounded like she said ‘Useless twit’ but I didn’t bother asking what she said.

As we rushed out, I opted not to take Cadence. Starting her up might wake Twilight. Lassie and I rushed through the streets as I thought of suitable gifts. As I rushed along, I passed by Sugarcube Corner.

The aroma of freshly baked goods made my stomach rumble. Lassie tugged at my pant leg. “Maybe we could get her like… a treat basket or something?” she opted.

“Her… or you?” I asked laughingly and Lassie smirked.

“Both,” she replied. It wouldn’t be a bad idea… though I was looking for something more her style… but I suppose her style was books… and she was a librarian so she already had lots of books. I bit my lip. I was kinda hungry and could go for something sweet to eat.

Walking into the bakery shop, the two of us were greeted by the ever hyperactive Pinkie Pie. “Hiyah Evan! How’s it going?” She asked.

“Pretty good, yourself?” I replied casually.

“Oh I’m doing fine,” she replied then looked to Lassie. “And how are you doing Lassie?” she asked, not really expecting an answer like the one she got.

“I’m good. Hey, something smells really good. Can I have some?” she asked and Pinkie took a deep inhale and held it.

“OHMYGOSHTHATDOGCANTALK!” Pinkie blurted out and I groaned. I had a feeling that this wasn’t going to end well. Pinkie suddenly bent at her knees to lower herself so she could be at eye level with my dog. “Wow! That’s sooo cool! How do you do that?!” Pinkie asked excitedly.

Lassie clucked her tongue. “Well… you see… it’s a complex thing. Basically I have to move my jaw and tongue in a precise action while trying to pronounce the words I want through my throat.” Pinkie blinked.

“WOOOOWWWWW! I never knew it was that difficult for a dog to talk. I’m so glad it’s not that hard for ponies to talk,” Pinkie said with a bright smile as she stood up and began bouncing around. “So, whatta yah want to eat?” Our Pink, probably over-caffeinated friend asked.

“The thing that smells good,” Lassie stated then eyed the counter which had a variety of baked goods waiting.

“Well, the smell that’s in the air is actually muffins, but those cinnamon rolls are good too!” Pinkie stated then tossed one into the air, opened her mouth wide and sucking it down without even chewing it.

“Yep! Those!” Lassie stated. “Lots of them.” Pinkie nodded and tossed several into a bag along with some muffins.

I thought about Mother’s Day. “Hey Pinkie, got anything for Mother’s Day?” I asked wonderingly. She nodded in a blur of motion.

“Yep, sure do!” She said happily and reached over to my face. I went to lean back but she grabbed behind my ear. As she took her hoof away, she revealed a small cake with icing that read in purple lettering ‘Happy Mother’s Day, Twilight’.

“Wai… how…” I trailed off, baffled by how she did that. I scratched behind my ear, and didn’t even feel any frosting on my hair. How she accomplished these things would always be beyond me.

“That’ll be thirty bits, unless you want something else?” She asked and I looked to Lassie who was already indulging herself in treats.

“That’ll be all,” I responded, handing over the required bits. With a nod I started my departure. “You have a good one, eh.” I gave Pinkie a wave which she hastily returned.

As we started back to the library, a thought came up. Derpy had once mentioned a long time ago that she liked muffins. “Hey Lassie, save some muffins would yah?” I asked and Lassie looked to me, cinnamon sauce from one of the rolls drooling out the side of her mouth.

She looked to me. “Well of course, duh. We need to keep some for breakfast,” she said but I swayed my head from side to side.

“That wasn’t exactly what I meant,” I told her. She stopped.

“Well what did you mean? You’re not saying I’m gonna get fat, are you?” She asked and I merely chuckled as I shook my head.

“No, I don’t think you’ll get fat. But what I meant was, I have a friend in the hospital that kinda likes muffins… and I was thinking that maybe she’d some of them,” I suggested.

She pondered the suggestion. “It’s kinda out of our way… by a long shot, and Twilight might wake up by then,” she stated. I nodded.

“Yeah… I know, but still. I think she’d enjoy it,” I offered. She nodded and we made haste, rushing towards Ponyville Hospital on the outskirts of town.

Just before we entered, I stopped. “What?” Lassie asked in slight irritation. I slid up against a wall and peeked in through the window, peering into the receptionist area.

“I’m overdue for a tetanus after… well, the barn fire. I think Redheart might try to get me if she sees me.” I peeked around but couldn’t spot her. “Do you see her?” I asked and Lassie poked her head through the doors.

“I dunno. What’s she look like?” She asked.

“Red mane and tail. White fur,” I stated and Lassie chuckled.

“Oh man… she’s a hotty! Ohhhh…” Lassie shuddered with a sly smile. “If I were you… I’d let her nurse me all day, hubba hubba,” Lassie said in an exasperated tone with a wink and I rolled my eyes with a toss of my head.

“Lassie… that’s just wrong,” I muttered then peeked back through the window. “Where is she?” I asked and Lassie hopped up beside me.

“Give me a boost and I’ll show yah,” she said. I lifted her up so she could point her out. Clear as day, there she was. Behind the receptionist desk.

I set Lassie down on all fours. “This could be tricky,” I muttered as I thought to myself. My eyes caught sight of a cardboard box…

Third person…

The door opened and a shadowy figure walked in, her face concealed by a cowboy hat and body nearly completely covered by a western duster coat. She trotted along and up to the front desk.

In a muffled voice she spoke out here needs. “I’m here to see a friend. Ms. Derpy Hooves,” said the shadowed figure. The receptionist looked over the counter to notice who she believed to be a pony, was shorter than everypony else.

Unbeknownst to everypony in the room, a cardboard box shimmied its way across the room. With nopony taking notice, the box slipped up the nearby stairwell undetected.

“Second floor, fifth room,” the receptionist informed the duster clad figure. With a nod, the figure began walking towards the stairs. With a quick glance, the receptionist gave a shocked look as she swore she saw a furry dog tail wagging to and fro, added with dog paws.

“Huh?” she muttered to no pony in particular before shaking her head frantically. As she looked back, the figure was gone, having quickly ascended the stairs. “My mind must be playing tricks on me,” the nurse muttered to herself.

Burdy’s perspective…

I discarded the cardboard box and set it aside in the corner of the hallway. “Okay, so where is she?” I asked as Lassie handed me back my clothing.

“Over here,” she replied and led me over to a recovery room. I cautiously entered, being weary of that grey doctor whom I didn’t quite see eye to eye with. With a peek inside, I saw that it was just Derpy, all by her lonesome.

I quickly stepped in, Lassie sneaking in as well, before I quietly shut the door behind me. Derpy looked over, probably expecting a doctor or nurse. As she saw me, her face went bright with a wide smile.

“Evan!” She said aloud in a cheerful way. I brought my finger to my lips, ushering her to be a bit quieter.

“Sssh, not so loud. I can’t let the docs know I’m here,” I informed her as I walked over to her bedside. “They wanna stick me with a needle, yah know.” I made the motion like I was giving myself a needle then gave a phobic shiver.

I pulled up a seat and grabbed the bag of treats from Sugarcube. “Here, I brought you something. Might taste better than the hospital food they’ve been giving you,” I offered. Derpy opened the bag and gasped excitedly.

“OH MY GOSH! THANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOUTHANKYOU! I love it!” she announced as she tugged me into a hug and gave me a kiss to the cheek.

“Glad you do. I remembered you once saying you liked muffins so… well, yeah.” I scratched the back of my head timidly with a chuckle. Derpy pried open the brown paper bag and sucked back a muffin, the crumbs littering her medical sheets.

“MMM! These are really good,” she said through a mouthful, crumbs falling from her mouth and further littering the place. “You want one?” She asked, offering me one.

Lassie spoke up. “Absolutely,” she replied, mounting her forelegs onto the side of the bed and snatching up a muffin from the bag. As she gobbled it down, Derpy looked to Lassie with a stunned expression which, with her crossed eyes, looked cute and adorable.

“Did she just… talk?” Derpy asked and I waved casually.

“Don’t get her started… yeah, Lassie talks,” I informed my pegasus friend. Derpy looked again to my talking companion then back to me and offered me a muffin.

“Thank you, but no thank you. I haven’t had breakfast yet,” I gave my sincere thoughts. Derpy sat and munched on her muffins while from time to time sharing one with Lassie. A rather short time passed before Derpy quickly cleaned off the nightstand and placed a black and white checkered game board on the table.

“Wanna play chess?” she asked. Again, despite having played chess with her before, I was surprised by the fact she wanted to play a complex strategy board game.

“Alright, we could play,” I said and Lassie tapped my leg with a ‘Ahem’.

I looked to her and she tapped her watch. “Mommy might be waking up soon,” she stated but I merely shrugged.

“Don’t worry Lassie. We’ll make it back in time for me to make Mother’s Day breakfast. Besides… these times are precious, and we have to enjoy them whenever we have the chance.” Lassie just shrugged then dug into anther cinnamon roll.

Again Derpy was the white pieces, her king being Princess Celestia while I played as black, my king piece resembling Nightmare Moon. I took a brief look at her. She had this look to her that made my conscious pipe up. ‘I wonder what she was like?’ My conscious asked and I shrugged.

“We’ll never know,” I replied and Derpy looked to me.

“We’ll never know what?” She asked and I shook my head.

“Don’t worry, it’s nothing,” I assured her. Taking first move, Derpy immediately moved her knight past her front line of pawns, making me contemplate whether I should do the same.

With a scratch of my chin, I decided to make a move with a pawn, taking it’s allowed two space first movement. Derpy began to play with an almost aggressive competition-like gameplay, watching my every move with hawk-like attention.

In a matter of a few plays, she started taking out all my pieces. “Oh jeeze, I’m getting smoked,” I muttered and Lassie just snickered at me. “Hush you,” I said jokingly as Derpy continued to dominate me.

As the game started to near it’s end, I only managed to take out a bishop, and her two knights, along with two pawns while she had eradicated all but my king, two pawns and a rook and a bishop.

I made a decisive move by pinning her king into a check, forcing her to move her queen in front. I took her queen with pride, finally accomplishing something in the game. After my move however, she quickly erased all my remaining players, one move at a time, except my king. With no other players left, she had effectively won.

I went to topple the king piece but stopped as I rested my finger on her head. Something down deep wouldn’t let me topple my last piece. Something told me to leave it standing.

I took my hand away. “You win,” I appraised Derpy, who clapped her hooves together in excitement.

She leaned over and gave me a hug. “Thanks for visiting and bringing me the muffins. It means a lot,” she thanked me and I merely returned her hug, stroking my hand through her wonderful mane.

She was a nice mare, and had genuinely pure intentions, even if they went astray by accident. The door to the room opened and I turned immediately. Nurse Redheart dropped the food tray. “EVAN!” She gasped.

Lassie rushed forwards and between Redheart’s legs, toppling her balance. “SCATTER!” Lassie yelled out in a frantic yet joyful tone.

As Redheart was trying to regain her posture, I turned to Derpy. “I’ll see you soon,” I told her as I broke from the hug and dashed for the window.

“EVAN WAIT!” Redheart ordered. I didn’t want to risk it. Leaping for freedom, the glass shattered as I jumped through the window. Glass shards surrounded my body as I ejected myself from the room via the improvised exit.

My duster coat flaps fluttered about as I fell towards the ground. I crashed into a trash dumpster full of garbage and groaned as my body was gracefully and, for the most part, painlessly caught by filled garbage bags. Most was disposed food that squished beneath me and made me feel disgusting.

I groaned as I flopped out of the dumpster and retrieved my hat that had fallen from my head when I jumped. Lassie and I quickly regrouped and darted back towards Ponyville. Redheart looked out the window and yelled for me to stop, but there was no way in Equestria I was going back to get needled.

Twilight’s perspective…

I rushed through the empty streets in a panic. Creepy squid... brain things chased after me, hovering a few inches from the ground. I bit my lower lip in fear as I attempted to cast a teleportation spell.

With a flash I found myself in the laundromat. I let out a sigh but an awful telepathic voice entered my mind. “Brains… Brains!... BRAINS!” I screamed as a brain with two reddish eyes floated towards me.

Suddenly the brain burst apart as a thunderous echo boomed in the laundromat. I was deafened at first, but my hearing quickly returned with just a small ringing in the back of my hearing.

I blinked in disbelief as I stood in a daze. Time seemed to slow as I turned for the door. A radiance of light surrounded a bipedal figure, with a western coat that draped at his sides and fluttered in the seemingly non-existent wind.

He brought a large shiny piece of metal in front of his face and blew away the smoke before spinning the chunk of steel and holstering it into a belt of some sort. I still felt dazed yet I couldn’t understand why as I mindlessly trotted towards him.

As I neared, the seemingly holy aura around him simply vanished and his true form was revealed. “Evan?!” I gasped, but as I quickly thought back to what had just happened, he was truly the only one who fit the role: bipedal, large and he had that thing he called ‘Belladonna’.

“The one and only,” he quipped.

I let out a fluttered sigh, my estrus taking over slightly. “You saved my life. How could I ever repay you?” I asked in an exasperated tone. He opened his mouth to say something but bit his lip. “What?” I asked, waiting for him to respond.

“Mom… this may seem weird but…” he trailed off as he scooped me up to my hind legs, his arms immediately moving to my hips. I gasped in shock, his sudden movements taking me by complete and utter surprise.

His lips pressed against mine to silence my shocked gasp. His eyes closed as did mine and we shared a relatively passionate moment for a brief second. As the moment came to a close, he pulled his lips away. “I know I shouldn’t… but I want you… I want to take you mother, and make you mine,” he said in a lust filled voice.

I felt as if something had crawled into my throat. ‘Did he really just say that?’ I asked myself. “Wha…” I trailed off. He took his arms away from my sides and let me drop to all fours as he turned in self-disgust.

“I know it’s wrong. It’s disgraceful for me to think about you in such a way… I should’ve known you wouldn’t think the same way,” he replied in a saddened tone. He went to leave but I grabbed the shoulder of his coat and spun him around, immediately leaping to my hindlegs and latching my lips to his.

After the sudden expression of my feelings, I tilted my head back, parting our lips for the moment. “I want you too,” I said in a hushed voice. His arms wrapped around my lower back as he began planting lustful kisses down my neck.

The sudden show of affection made my whole body tense. He took advantage of this, spinning my body around and laying me flat on a laundry table. It was a little awkward, to think that we were going to have sexual intercourse in a laundromat.

His hands ran up and down my sides, stopping momentarily at my flanks to get a good feel of them every time he passed them. I moaned as his kisses traveled further down to my shoulders. “Oh Evan… you don’t know how long I’ve wanted this,” I whined.

“I’m sorry… I had no idea until just recently,” he replied. I wanted to facehoof.

“How did you not know?” I asked, somewhat awestruck by how severely dense he was. Seriously, they could probably name a mental condition after it or something. Like 'The Pinkie Sense' except they’d call it… 'Burdy’s Density'…

“Put a cherry on top,” he said and my face nearly twisted in confusion.

“What?!” I asked in a dumbfounded voice.

“What?” He asked in an equally dumbfounded voice. I decided to disregard his out of place comment and began kissing him again. He dropped his duster coat off and set aside his cowpony hat. Tugging at the bottom of his shirt with my hooves, he quickly understood what I wanted and helped in the removal of his shirt.

His body frame was always something of my own particular interest. It was so different from a pony’s, and so intriguing. Unlike most bodybuilders, he didn’t have defined abdominal muscles, yet he had a physically fit and defined muscular posture that was truly something to behold.

My hooves ran along his body. Shivers went down my spine. ‘Sweet Celestia… it’s almost like his body was chiselled from stone,’ my conscious whispered.

“And shred some chocolate on it,” he laughed and again I was stunned by his rather odd statement.

“What?!” I asked, shocked and confused. His face went blank as a voice from beside me spoke up.

“Yeah, and put some more whip cream on it,” a feminine voice chimed. I turned to see Lassie standing there. What in Equestria was she doing here? I suddenly felt light headed and the world around me began to fade into a golden haze. The golden haze seemed to absorb everything into it as my mind drifted away…

I awoke on the couch in a bit of a slump. ‘Drat,’ I thought to myself. ‘It felt so real but… it was just a dream.’

I sighed in a depressed way. ‘Someday Twilight, someday,’ I assured myself. Shaking of the morning dreariness, I heard voices coming from the kitchen. “You think she’ll like this?” Asked a masculine voice. It was strange really. Lately Evan’s voice had become so… gentle and not so brash and heavy like when he had first arrived in Equestria… it was kind of cute really.

“Oh yeah. If there’s one thing an egghead like your mother will like, it’ll be a breakfast like this,” said an undeniable voice. Lassie was such a little… well, there wasn't really a single definable word for her other than, she was Lassie and there wasn’t anypony… anything, quite like her.

I stood up and stretched, my estrus still in full bloom and showing no signs of stopping, at least not until maybe tonight if I’m lucky, probably tomorrow morning. I slowly made my way into the kitchen, but as I did, Evan took me by complete surprise by grabbing me up and swinging me into the air in his arms.

“WHA!” I gasped in freight. He settled me down but only to my hindlegs as he buried a kiss into my cheek.

“Happy Mother’s Day,” he said happily, nestling his head into my neck. I shivered from the expression of affection. I just didn’t want it to end. Holding him tightly I closed my eyes and sighed contently.

Something smashed against the ground and my eyes shot open in fright. We both turned to Lassie whom was standing on her hindlegs, looking to the ground with her left paw holding some orange juice and the other paw empty. On the floor was a plate of eggs.

With her head tilted down, she blinked then looked up to us, then down to the mess on the floor and, finally, back to us. “It was an accident, I swear,” she apologized with little emotion in her voice. I went to levitate out a dust pan and broom but Evan set me back down.

“Nah, nah. It’s Mother’s Day. You don’t have to do anything,” he ordered me, setting me down on a chair and pulling it up to the table for me.

Grabbing a broom, and Lassie grabbing a dust pan, the duo quickly swept up the mess. Evan grabbed a plate of waffles in one hand and a plate of pancakes in the other, setting them both on the middle of the table.

Lassie set up fine dining glasses and a glass pitcher of orange juice. I went to fetch the pitcher to pour myself a glass but Lassie stopped me. “Ah-ah-ahh, what he said,” Lassie told me, then somehow managed to pour me a glass of orange juice. It was strange seeing a dog manage to hold things in its paws.

Evan returned with some toast and eggs, along with utensils. Lassie pulled up a chair beside me, and Evan across. Lassie was the first to speak. “It’s really too bad Spike isn’t here,” she commented. I went to pick up my fork but Lassie stopped me then looked to Evan.

“You’re a man of god right?” she asked and Evan raised an eyebrow.

“I have faith, though it’s sketchy... why?” Evan replied and Lassie smiled.

“Well, maybe you should say grace. Seeing as how we’re all here,” Lassie motioned and Evan nodded.

“That’s a good point,” he said then reached over and took Lassie’s paw in his left hand. Lassie placed her paw on my hoof and I looked over to see Evan’s hand extended for me to take.

I reached out and took his hand, though I wasn’t quite sure what I was supposed to do. I never really bothered myself with religion. Evan dipped his head down and Lassie whispered to me. “Lower your head and close your eyes,” she mentioned quietly and I quickly did as she asked.

Evan began a prayer to god, which I wasn’t sure what to think of. “Dear, Lord Jesus, please come and be our guest; and bless to us what you have bestowed. We thank you for bringing us together; my loving mother, my best friend Lassie, and even Spike who may not be here with us at the moment but is in spirit. I thank you for keeping us together even through the roughest of times, amen,” Evan said softly.

I wanted to ask why he thanked god for the food? The pegasus coordinated the weather, Celestia brought about the sun, earth ponies harvested the food and he cooked it? So why was he thanking his god for this? On top of that, why did he thank god for keeping us together? Wasn’t that something we did on our own? ‘Bah, I’ll never understand religion,’ I thought silently to myself.

To my stunned appeal, Lassie and Evan both ate with grace, unlike every single time they had before. Lassie sat upright and ate with utensils and Evan the same. I followed queue, though I used my magic to levitate my utensils.

I looked up to see Evan staring at me with dreamy eyes. He caught wind of my returning stare and quickly looked away bashfully. “Evan, is something wrong?” I asked and he shook his head with a blush.

“No, it’s nothing… I just… you have pretty eyes,” he said, almost embarrassed. I smiled. His kind words touched my heart as a gentle smile crept across my lips.

“Thank you,” I whispered back. For over an hour we just all sat and conversed, eating from time to time but for the most part spending quality… ‘family’ time, together. As the food slowly dwindled away, mostly into Lassie’s gullet, breakfast came to an end. Evan stood up and grabbed the dirty dishes while Lassie slurped up the extra food.

I went to stand up but Evan put a hand on my shoulder. “Hold on, I have something for you,” he announced then rushed off. I turned to see where he was going, but Lassie covered my eyes with her paws.

“HEY!” I gasped but Lassie whispered into my ear to shush. After a few seconds, I heard Evan return. Lassie removed her paws from my face and I blinked a few times before spotting a small cake in front of me, the words ‘Happy Mother’s Day, Twilight’ written in purple icing. My mouth went agape but as I went to speak, Evan laced a necklace around my neck.

I looked down to the necklace piece, to see a charm that was a single purple star, much like my cutie mark. “I-I-I…” I stammered, unable to piece together words about how I felt.

I heard Lassie snicker. “I told you she’d like the necklace.”

“Shush you,” Evan snipped back quietly. I felt Evan’s face brush up into my cheek as he gave me a wet kiss. I blinked, my mind completely blanked out. “Happy Mother’s Day,” he gave me a brief hug then paced away, leaving me alone with the cake and necklace.

The necklace itself had radiance to it, and reflected light in a seemingly purple aura. It was almost like my element crown except it was just a small silver chain that held it around my neck.

I turned to ask Evan if he wanted some of the cake, but noticed he had already left. I looked back to the cake. It was rather small and probably was meant for just a single pony. I sighed and decided to indulge myself just a little. I levitated over a knife and fork and cut out a sliver of the cake for myself. Taking a small nibble, I whispered to myself about how good it was. “Pinkie probably baked this,” I told myself. That mare really makes good food.

I finished the slice of cake rather quickly and stashed the rest in the fridge. I was already full and didn’t really need to eat that cake now. I stood up and looked around. It wasn’t quite noon yet but close enough. The thought of midday reminded me of Lassie’s ultimatum. I quietly gave a mild swear. There was no way I could make Evan naturally fall in love with me in a matter of half a day…

I began to lose hope. I bit my lip then straightened my posture. “Buck up Twilight. That’s not the attitude that takes his heart!” I told myself assumingly then quickly fell into a slump on the ground. “Oh who am I kidding? It’s useless. He wouldn’t love me anyway,” I moped depressingly. I gently flumped my head into the floor as I lay there in a heap. “Why does Lassie have to be so mean?” I whispered quietly.

As I lay there in silence, a gentle and relaxing tone entered my ears, perking my interest and almost making me fall asleep. I stood up and shook off my depressed thoughts as I followed the sounds upstairs.

As I followed the peaceful tunes that were probably coming from a radio, I heard soft giggling. Reaching the balcony door, I opened it to find Lassie and Evan… I had no idea what they were doing.

Evan was standing with his legs close together and his arms stretched out completely horizontal. Lassie was lying on her stomach, her hindlegs stretched out behind her and her front legs holding her up as she stretched out her back.

Evan extended his left leg directly outwards t his left and began to tilt his body to the right. Keeping his arms fully extended, he tried to manage his balance. Lassie snickered. “Don’t fall,” she teased. Evan wobbled as he stifled a laugh.

“Shut up,” he giggled.

“Don’t fall,” Lassie again teased, prompting him to fall.

“Shut up, you’re gonna jinx me,” Evan commented as he wobbled further, struggling to keep his balance as he continued to accomplish whatever it was he was trying to do.

“You’re gonna fall,” Lassie squeaked with delight, almost like an instigating foal. Evan’s right leg began to shake and as he tried to further arc his body, he lost balance and collapsed. “Told you so!” Lassie squealed in laughter and Evan just groaned.

“Well you jinxed me!” He scoffed then stood up. “Oh hey mom,” Evan said casually.

“What… are you doing?” I asked curiously. It looked like aerobics or something but I wanted to know for sure.

Lassie answered my question. “Yoga, it’s good for the body and soul… and stuff like that,” she informed me. I looked to Evan. I didn’t take him for the kind of pony… person, to do Yoga. I thought he liked weight training.

“You do Yoga?” I asked and Evan snickered as he again tried the pose from earlier.

“Yeah, just don’t… tell anypony. They’ll think… I’m weird, especially Rainbow Dash,” he muttered out as he struggled to again complete the pose. Lassie snickered.

“You are weird,” she blurted out and Evan lost his balance and collapsed again.

“Ugh… Lassie, that’s not fair. I didn’t distract you,” he commented and my mind visualized Lassie trying that pose.

“But you are weird,” Lassie stated as she sat on her haunches and sat in a meditating pose.

“I am not!” Evan exclaimed and Lassie just snickered.

“There’s a mare that loves you with all her heart and tries to express it to you… yet you’re too idiotic to see that,” she commented and Evan’s face twisted into a confused look.

“What? Really?” He asked and Lassie shook her head.

“It doesn’t matter, finish the pose,” Lassie ordered. Evan just sighed irritably.

“Only if you stop psyching me out of concentration,” Evan quipped then tried again.

As he was halfway through the pose, or at least I thought he was halfway, Lassie began to talk in an voice that sounded like she was a wise old stallion. “Distractions matter not. A master of magic… concentrates, even with disruptions, happening all around him,” she stated. Evan stifled a laugh.

“Stop,” Evan muttered.

“One with nature, you must become,” she stated and Evan collapsed on the ground, laughing his heart out. Lassie’s straight face broke into a smile as she stood up onto all fours, walked over and began licking Evan’s face.

“ACK! Okay Lassie, you win!” Evan laughed, scratching behind her ears with his fingers. With a deep exhale, Evan sat up and looked to me. “Was the cake any good?” he asked.

“How do you know I didn’t just save it for later?” I asked and he motioned as if he was cleaning something off his lips. I gulped sheepishly then licked my lips, the taste of the cake’s icing tempting my taste buds.

“Oops… ah-heh-heh, I must’ve missed that,” I giggled and he just nodded as he stood up.

“Yeah… Pinkie really is a good cook, eh?” he asked rhetorically. Everypony knew Pinkie was a good cook.

Speaking of the cake, a thought came to mind. “Oh, uhm… there’s still some of that cake left if you want to try some,” I offered but he merely waved his hand.

“Oh no, it’s okay. I got that for you,” he stated but I persisted.

“No really, I wouldn’t mind,” I said with a loving smile. He returned my smile and exhaled through his nose.

“Oh okay,” he said then opened the door. I went to follow him but Lassie hopped up to her hind paws and whispered into my ear.

“Be bluntly direct with him,” she told me. I felt my stomach drop. As if she was still going to enforce her ultimatum with me… maybe she was just acting like she would but wouldn’t actually.

I nodded and proceeded downstairs with Evan, and into the kitchen. With my magic, I popped open the fridge door. Evan noticed and took a look inside, quickly fishing out the cake. “You sure? I could always get another one,” he offered but I shook my head.

“No really. I love that you got me this, but I couldn’t eat it all by myself.” Evan shrugged casually as he set the cake down. Before he could protest, I grabbed the utensils with my magic. “It may be Mother’s Day, but I’m still aloud to do things,” I told him. He laughed quietly to himself as he brought out two small desert plates.

I took the knife in my magic aura and cut the cake into multiple slices. Using the knife like a pie server, and a fork to hold it in place, I placed two slices of cake on his plate and offered it to him. “Thanks,” he thanked me softly, taking his plate. I only took one piece, I would’ve taken another but I was already feeling a little on the stuffed side of things.

With an almost elegant grace, he used his fork to cut away small pieces of his cake slices, then scooped them up. He ate in such a manner one might mistake him for pish-posh royalty of Canterlot.

Though it was nice for him to eat with civilized manners, it was a little too out of character for him and I didn’t really want him acting like this just because it was Mother’s Day… actually, I wasn’t sure if I wanted him to act like this in general. There’s a fine line between being a gentlecolt and being… uptight, I suppose would be the word.

I took a piece of cake on my fork and flung it at him. The icing splattered across his cheek and took him by surprise. “UGH! Hey!” He gasped and I shrugged coyly like I had no idea what he was talking about.

“What?” I asked and he wiped away the icing. “That wasn’t me,” I stated playfully. He set his hands lower to the table and I didn’t even have time to flinch as he pulled back on the head of his fork then sling-shot a full piece of cake at me that ended up splattering against my forehead.

“Gotcha!” He announced his believed victory but two could play at this game. Before he could react, I flung my piece of cake at him, the icing smearing into his thick sideburns.

“Ahh… I can’t believe you just did that,” he said and I smirked.

“You did it too!” I laughed. As I said that, he tossed his last piece of cake at me, the cake flying low and smucking itself against my chest. Globs of icing dripped down along with chunks of cake.

“Looks like I win,” he announced joyfully with a smile.

“How do you figure?” I asked and he pointed to my plate.

“You’re out of munitions,” he commented and I secretly took hold of the cake with my magic.

“That’s what you think,” I teased just as I threw the entire cake into his face. It splattered magnificently against his face, spews of icing flying everywhere. "But I have access to the armory!" I announced victoriously. There was a pause as the cake slowly slid off his face. Very slowly, he rose his left hand and used his thumb and index finger to wipe away the icing from his eyelids.

He opened his eyes and looked to the cake. “That’s a little… extreme, don’t you think?” He asked in a somewhat unimpressed tone.

“Oh… sorry, I just-“ I went to apologize but in my absence of thought, he managed to sneak attack me, launching what was left of the splattered cake back at me. The cake erupted as it hit my face, poofing apart and smearing more icing into my fur. I blinked, completely unable to fathom that he just did that.

With a laugh, I realized he had been playing me into believing he was disappointed. “Oh… you little devil,” I laughed and quickly jumped across the table, playfully smearing cake into his face. With the extra weight, the chair leg snapped and he fell back, the chair splintering apart under our combined weight.

Evan kicked away the shards of woods and grabbed a fistful of cake then smear it into my mane. “ACK! Hey, that’ll take hours to get out!” I gasped and he snickered.

“Okay, Rarity,” he teased. I grabbed some icing with my magic and slushed it into his retro styled hair.

“UGH! Hey, I… oh… it-is-on!” He said and I laughed.

“Now who’s Rarity?” I laughed. As I said that, he flipped our bodies, rolling on top of me and smearing cake into my face. I grabbed a hoof full of whatever cake I could grab and smeared it into his face.

Within seconds, we had made a complete mess on the floor. Evan couldn’t stop snickering, and neither could I. With a hint of competiveness, I giggled. “You know… since it’s Mother’s Day, I don’t have to clean this,” I teased and his smile quickly faded into a face of sudden realization.

Another second passed and he put on a serious face, the look he always had before he muttered something in that quoting tone. “You win dis one,” he said.

‘Yep, sure enough,’ I thought to myself, his quip confirming my suspicion. Some kind of rock music began playing from the living room, singing about a best friend giving him the best advice.

Lassie’s voice squealed from the living room. “OH MY GODDESS! This guy’s great!” With that said, the music got louder. Evan looked over to the living room, standing up and walking into the living room where the music was coming from.

The music was kind of enchanting, now singing about if today was you’re last day. “Lassie, where’d you get that?” Evan asked his canine companion who simply shrugged innocently.

“It was in your truck. What’s a Nickelback?” she asked and Evan just laughed as he picked up a disc box. There was a cover photo of a human like Evan, except the man had a golden mane, err… hair.

“It was a rock… well, they played a variety of music, but they were a famous music band back on my world,” Evan told Lassie who hopped up onto him and began licking at his face.

“You taste good, here, let me lick your face,” Lassie laughed and Evan just snickered as Lassie cleaned off his face. Lassie looked to me and quickly rushed over to me, nearly tackling me over as she leapt onto me and began licking my face clean.

“ACK! Lassie, I know where that tongue’s been,” I protested but she didn’t stop, even licking the icing and cake out of my mane. Though she didn’t lick up everything, Evan and I were significantly cleaner.

“What did you guys do? Have a food fight…” Lassie trailed off as her nose wiggled and she followed her sense of smell into the kitchen. “AWW! COOL!” Lassie announced. Evan peaked into the kitchen and snickered.

“She says she likes the cake,” Evan told me. I smiled as I tried to hold back a giggle that ended up leaving through my nostrils. The music continued singing about the day being your last day and living each moment like your last.

It was catchy, I’d give it that. “Evan, what would you do?” I asked and Evan looked over to me with a raised brow.

“What would I do if what?” he asked.

“If today was your last day?” I replied with another question. He stopped and paused.

“I uhh… I dunno…” he trailed off, looking down to the floor. “It seems a little depressing to think about it, no?” he replied to my question with another question. “I’d just… I’d want to say goodbye to so many ponies, and… I…” he trailed off then after another pause, he laughed. “Good thing it isn’t my last day, huh?” he chuckled.

I hopped up to my hindlegs and held him in a loving embrace. “I’m happy it isn’t. I never want to lose you,” I whispered. His hands wrapped around my waist and we just stood there, swaying to and fro as the music played.

Song after song played but it didn’t matter, they just kind of tuned out as I stood there with him in a cherished embrace. With his left hand, he took hold of my right hoof, continuing to sway. His right hand snugged low around my waist.
He tilted his head lower and nestled his cheek into my face. “Thank you,” Evan whispered. I kept my eyes shut as I nestled my head under his chin, burying my face into his neck… he needed to shave soon.

“For what?” I asked. There was a long pause and I felt a tear droplet splash against my horn.

“For… you know. Being there for me. Sheltering me, loving me… for…” he trailed off as he got choked up.

“It’s what moms do, right?” I said, not wanting to try and explain again that I wasn’t his mother. He kept holding me tight. “I love you, and I’ll keep loving you until the end of days,” I whispered to him and he sucked up as he hiccupped a sob. I felt his heart flutter in his chest.

There was a moment’s pause and… I just went with it. Looking up to him, he leaned back and looked down to me. My body instinctively moved on its own and I leaned my face towards his, gently closing my eyes as I did. In moments, our lips connected and we stayed like that for several seconds before departing our kiss.

My estrus took over slightly and I kissed the side of his neck, making him shudder slightly. My right hindleg lifted up and hugged tightly across his back. My breathing became heavier as I planted another kiss on his neck, and I heard a heavy exhale leave his mouth as his hand around my waist gripped tighter.

He dropped my hoof and reached to my waist, my forehooves traveling around the back of his neck. He lifted me up and my free hindleg also wrapped around his waist. He exhaled deeply, almost as if he grunted. He nestled his head past my mane and kissed the side of my neck.

A gentle, sensual moan left my mouth. He pulled our bodies closer together and I embraced him with another kiss which he returned. Our kisses started to become longer. I opened my mouth slightly to allow him to tongue kiss with me. At first he paused but soon after I felt his tongue snake into my mouth. My own met his and they tangled together.

I felt him moan deeply, more like an animal than a human. My own moan travelled out my mouth and into his and I felt his body surge into me as his back arched. Suddenly he stopped with a gasp. His eyes widened with… fear, I think. He quickly set me down and stumbled back, away from me

“Ah… I-I-I… I should’ve… I guess I... could go a shower…” he stuttered nervously, misplacing his words, shivering as if he was suffering hypothermia, his entire body shaking uncontrollably.

He slowly paced away and I raised a hoof as if to stop him, my tongue getting caught up on what to say. I bit my lower lip, I had no idea how to approach him. The music stopped and I looked back to see Lassie setting a new CD in the radio. Within seconds, a soft music started to play that made me want to cry. It was so soft and gentle, yet so sad.

Lassie looked up to me, a tear in her eyes. “I’m sorry,” she apologized, but sorry for what I wasn’t yet sure.

“For what?” I asked and she sighed.

“I kinda rushed you into this whole mess and… I kinda feel like a bitch about it,” she admitted. Well that much I could agree on.

“You should feel ashamed. Even contemplating to take him away from me when you know I love him is just… low,” I told her but she snickered as she shook her head.

“I wasn’t actually serious,” she told me and I jerked my head back in surprise. She just rolled her eyes as she scoffed. “If I didn’t act serious, you wouldn’t have taken the threat seriously and wouldn’t have done anything. Sure other mares, some you know, get moist just from the thought of him, but I don’t. Yeah he’s a great guy and all but I don’t see him like that. Hell, he’s not even the same species, that’d be just weird,” she told me then looked up to me and stifled a laugh. “I seriously don’t know what you see in that guy. He’s dumb as a brick, and dense like one too. He’s not even the same species and he considers you his mother…” she trailed off and sighed, standing to her hindlegs.

She placed one of her front paws on my shoulder and looked me dead in the eyes with the most sincere look she had ever given me. “Now… go get your man,” she told me with a wink.

Burdy’s perspective…
My heart was racing, hands shaking, sweat beading down my face, body twitching uncontrollably. Shivers went down my back as I stood near the mirror. ‘What’s happening?’ I asked myself, unable to compute this feeling. It was that smell…I knew it was.

It was just so… intoxicating. I could only deal with it so long before I was nearly debilitated by arousal. I tried to slow my breathing but could barely manage. It was so embarrassing, being turned on by my mother like that.

My conscious took over slightly and grabbed the collar of my shirt. ‘Smarten up goddess dammit!’ it roared at me. ‘That’s your mother you’re thinking about you maggot!’ it roared like a grisly old drill sergeant.

I bit my lip and shakily postured myself accordingly, though still shaky and heavily aroused. “Now take a shower and cool off,” my conscious spoke through my mouth. I nodded and quickly dropped my clothes, hopping into the cold shower.

The icy water immediately helped my urges, replacing them with a trembling cold sensations to my skin. I let out a relived sigh. “Better?” My conscious asked, again vocally.

“Yeah, a lot better,” I replied back with a relieved, yet chilled, sigh. The water splashed off my back and felt good, really good. I just didn’t know why that smell was so…

I shook my head, shaking off the thoughts that tried to return. Goddess only knows what ponies would think if I had sex with my mother.

The door to the washroom suddenly swung open. I peeked my head out the shower curtains. “I’m in her-“ I was cut off as a pair of lips connected to mine. “MGPMH!” I gasped, pulling back from the kiss.

My mother pushed me back gently and into the shower wall as she entered. My stomach sank as my heart nearly stopped. She leaned into my body, my bare skin rubbing against her fur, causing jolts of pleasure to course through my entire body.

‘STOP IT!’ My conscious roared and I tried to speak its words but Twilight cut me off as she wrapped one of her forelegs around my waist, holding me to the shower wall and kissed me again.

In a voice that was completely out of character for her, she spoke in an aroused tone. “It’s cold in here, maybe we should heat things up.” She again began kissing me and I tried to move but could barely manage.

“Mmph…” I pulled my head back. “MOM! What… what are you doing?!” I gasped, shocked, stunned, and kinda a little freaked out.

“I’m in heat… would you mind… cooling me off?” She asked, fluttering her eyes at me in a seductive way.

Finally, my conscious broke through. “MOM! We can’t do that! It’s… it’s…” I trailed off, completely freaked out about what was going on.

She stopped for a moment to think then gasped and quickly rushed off. For a moment I thought to myself but I could hear her sobs. My heart lurched. I had… I had hurt her feelings, I think.

“Oh… fuck!” I scowled, feelings tearing me apart. It wasn’t really her fault she was in heat… “THAT’S IT!” I said to myself. That was the smell in the house. It was a little different than the smell the cows gave off back on the farm I worked at, and for goddess knows whatever reason Twilight’s somehow aroused me. “Pheromones… I think they’re called,” I muttered to myself.

It wasn’t her fault she acted like this, not at all. There’d be cows on the farm that’d be the most timid, unsociable cows imaginable, that’d turn into the horniest, social butterflies in a heartbeat when their estrus kicked in. That must be what happened to my mom, and why she acted out like she had.

I flicked off the shower, the sounds of her crying reaching my ears in seconds. I felt so bad for her, but I was going to make it better. She needed to know it wasn’t her fault, and I was going to make it right.

I quickly dried off but didn’t redress myself and simply wrapped a towel around my waist. I rushed outside and saw Lassie, who quickly looked to me with a strange stare. “What happened?” Lassie asked. Rather than explain, I went back into the washroom and grabbed my wallet from my pants, then rushed back into the living room.

I tossed Lassie a Celestia bit. “Go get yourself something to eat, or whatever,” I told her and she smiled brightly then gave me a sloppy salute.

“You got it boss. OWL! Come hither!” She announced and Twilight’s pet owl fluttered down onto her shoulder. “I’m taking the owl with me,” she informed me then started her departure, muttering to Owlowiscious. “I swear if you shit on me…”

I didn’t pay her any mind and rushed up to my mother’s room, where she lay on her bed sobbing to herself. “Mom I-“ I began but she cut me off.

“Please, Evan, just leave,” she sobbed but I persisted.

“No, really, I need to-“ but she cut me short again, this time a bit more sternly.

“Just leave!” she ordered but I needed to tell her.

“Mom, I know that-“ but this time she looked to me angrily, or angered with sadness… I didn’t really understand emotions that well.

“LEAVE!” She sobbed heavily. “Please, just leave me alone,” she whimpered and began sobbing into her pillow again.

“No,” I told her but she threw a lamp at me. I dodged it and it shattered against the wall. “JESUS!” I gasped but she threw another object at me, of equal fragility. I pulled a Matrix and swung my upper body to the right, dodging the object, it too shattering against the wall.

“I can’t do this anymore Evan! I can’t keep trying to love you if you keep rejecting me!” She cried but I was confused.

“But I’m not rejecting you, I love you,” I told her but she shook her head.

“Not like that. I love you as more than my son… I want you to be my lover,” she told me. My stomach started to sink but I quickly remembered that she was in heat and probably not thinking straight.

“It’s okay mom, I know that estrus cycles do some pretty messed up-“ she cut me off again.

“No! It’s not my estrus. I love you. I’ve always loved you! But you just keep… keep…” she started to cry again.

“Wha… but… but I…” I trailed off, having no idea now if what she was saying was true, or just an effect of her heat cycle.

She slowly stood up and approached me. “I need to know… right now, the truth. Do you love me… will you love me, or is it just one way?” She asked and I got choked up on my words. This couldn’t be happening.

“I… I…” I couldn’t even think. Tears flowed down her face. I loved her yes, but… she was my mother and… that’s wrong. ‘No!’ my conscious told me but I quickly forced away the thought. I couldn’t do that to her. It’d break her heart. “Yes,” I said, not sure if it was true or not. One couldn’t just be forced into a scenario like this and decide in a heartbeat that they’ll love their own parent like this.

“Really?” she asked but I was silent, and she stifled a whimper. “You’re lying aren’t you?” Her whimpers built up and she began to sob, quickly backpedalling away from me.

In haste, and without any thought I quickly shortened the gap between us. She tried to push me away. “STOP! Just stop! I can’t do this anymore. I should’ve known this would happen, and I won’t let my heart be brok-“ I cut her short and connected our lips, having no other idea of what to do.

She blinked, her eyes wide, but she slowly relaxed and fell into a loving hug. I pulled away from the kiss. “I... I don’t know what to say. You’re my mother, and the thought of loving you as a lover never crossed my mind but… I love you too much to see your feelings hurt... and I'd do anything for you,” I told her as she smiled, though sadly, and a hiccup left her mouth.

“Really?” She asked and I nodded. She planted another kiss on my lips, which was followed by a longer one. Soon mouths opened together and our tongues began to wrestle one another.

That scent… her scent. It entered my nostrils, arousing me again, this time further than ever before. I knew it was just a primal urge but… ‘STOP! THAT’S YOUR MOTHER!’ My conscious roared but I’d have no part of it.

This whole fiasco was probably due to her hormones raging out of control, but if that’s what she wanted, it’s what I’d give her. She deserved that much. She pulled me down on the bed, still kissing me. She pulled her face away from mine and I kissed her neck, her back arching as she moaned. “Make love to me,” she whispered and I stopped.

“Uhh… ah… isn’t that ahh… a little, you know… taboo?” I asked sheepishly. She connected our lips briefly.

“Don’t worry, we won’t tell anypony,” she assured me. I still wasn’t a hundred percent on this but my own urges wanted me to do it. Even my mind was partially agreeing on this. Why now? Why now do my mental barriers, the very things that kept me from emotions all these years… why do they crumble now?

I nod, and she pulls our bodies closer. My hands run up and down her sides and she arches her back again, pressing into my bare chest. It feels… sensational, better than most things I had ever felt.

Her forehooves met the towel, the only piece of attire I had that gave me any decency. Rather slowly, she tugged it off, tossing it aside. “Are you sure?” I asked and she nodded.

“Evan, I’ve loved you for a long time, and I want this,” she told me and I bit my lip.

“Really?” I asked and she snickered.

“Didn’t you know? I made it kind of obvious that I liked you,” she informed me but I shook my head.

“No, I uh… never really caught on. Once or twice I thought maybe but I figured it was nothing,” I informed her and she tried to stifle a laugh but failed.

“You really are dense,” she giggled, wiggling her hips in an inviting way. My erect cock twitched in anticipation but I breathed heavily, nervously.

“I’ve uhh… I’ve never done something… like this before,” I whispered, a little embarrassingly. She rubbed her hoof across my chin.

“It’s okay, we’ll learn as we go,” she told me. My legs felt as if they’d give out from under me, as if they were made of jelly. With her beautiful body beneath me like this… it was debilitating and I could barely bring myself to move. “Take me, make me your mare,” Twilight said, almost enchantingly.

I leaned my body closer to hers, the fur of her body… tickling my skin. Tickling felt really good right now. And these specific tickles felt different from the ones before. The sensations nearly drove me over the edge, my right leg jerking slightly. A sudden thought came to mind. “Shouldn’t we… use a condom or something?” I asked nervously. She just blushed.

“I don’t think you can get me pregnant, not unless I wanted you to,” she informed me. It made me feel weird. Just her saying that reminded me that we were a completely different species, and in a way it was almost like something was saying we shouldn’t be together for that reason, but those thoughts quickly subsided as we kissed again.

“Are… are you… ready?” I asked and she nodded.

“The real question is: are you ready? Virginity is a special thing, meant for that special somepony.” she asked back and I gave a frightened look, afraid of the possible answer.

“I’ll never be more ready than I am now,” I whispered. She placed her forehooves at my sides, my own hands holding her as I slowly leaned my hips towards her. As the tip of my penis touched the entrance of her marehood, I stopped.

A small, almost electric, feeling gently buzzed down my entire shaft. This was exhilarating but terrifying at the same time. Very slowly I slid the tip of my cock into her, the pleasure immediately multiplying. I bit my lip and she giggled.

“You’re so cute… if only you could see your own face right now,” she commented. I looked into her eyes, my heart nearly melting.

“If only you could see yourself… you’re so beautiful,” I whispered back and she smiled bashfully, looking away briefly. I leaned my body into her more, sliding my manhood further inside of her, and slowly becoming one with her.

As I slid into her, my body shook a little more. Her pussy was so slick and wet that it made squeezing into her firm vagina a simple task. I felt something, almost like a fleshy wall, attempt to block me, but even with my slow speed, I accidentally broke past it.

Twilight flinched and whimpered in pain. I stopped. “Did I hurt you?” I asked worriedly, but she shook her head.

“It’s nothing, just keep going,” she ushered me. I continued to slowly slide into her, taking her inch by inch and savouring every bit of it. After what felt like a blissful eternity, the base of my erect cock met the folds of her vagina. I pushed a little more and our bodies shuddered from the absolutely unparalleled sensations that coursed through us from being united in this sacred bond.

She leaned her face into mine and gave me a sloppy kiss. We held the pose for several seconds before our lips parted, a strand of saliva connecting them. “I love you,” she whispered and I nodded.

“I think… I think I love you too,” I replied. I still wasn’t sure, this was just so sudden. I slowly leaned my hips back, sliding my cock out of her. As I left her hole, I was stunned to see blood. “GUH!” I gasped and Twilight looked down.

“It’s okay, it’s what’s supposed to happen when a mare does this for the first time,” she informed me and I gasped. She… she was… a… a… she spoke my mind and finished my statement. “You’ve taken mine, and I’ve taken yours. It’s very special for us both,” she said and again kissed me.

A coolness swept across my penis as a breeze fluttered by and cooled her pussy juices that were slicked on my erection. Slowly, but faster than when I had first penetrated her, I slid back into her warm, presenting marehood. The immediate warmth felt amazing.

My breath shuddered and our lips connected again, tongues battling each other. As I rocked my hips back, I slid my length from her alluring pussy, leaving only the head of my penis inside her. As I rocked my hips forwards with a slow pace, she matched me and rocked her hips into mine.

Our hips locked together and we began to slowly grind. Her inner muscles gently squeezed around my shaft making me moan deeply from the pleasurable feeling.

“Mmm, oh yes, rut me… oooh,” my mother moaned softly gently rocking back and forth against my cock. I started to match her movements, sliding away when she did, and slowly thrusting into her when she was rocking back into me.

My hands travelled down to her flanks, giving a light grope near her cutie marks. I rested my head into her neck, nibbling on the lobe of her ear. She bit her lip and inhaled sharply in pleasure.

This all felt so… weird and naughty but… really good. Wherever her body touched me it felt so… divine. She leaned her head away from mine slightly so that we could start kissing again.

Without warning, she latched her hindleg around my own leg and flipped our bodies, taking a dominant role. She closed her eyes and moaned loudly as she began to bounce atop of me. I tried my best but in this position it was hard to match her movements.

My hands at her sides, I noticed that she had protruding teats. Not large but the nipples were a little hard. I began to play with them, making her moan a little more often. “Oh buck yes, just like that,” Twilight moaned. Very gently, I gave each nipple a squeeze, making her squeal.

Twilight’s movements became quicker, hastened and not so fluent. Her inner walls started to clasp around my cock, adding to the pleasure I was enduring as I kept trying to thrust.

Twilight kept moaning louder and louder, any louder and somepony might think there was a murder. She whipped her head back, mane whip-lashing in the process, as she closed her eyes and started to stiffen.

I kept thrusting my cock into her. A thick gooey substance seeped out of her pussy, coating my penis and lathering my balls. The flapping sound of my testicles slapping against her flank cheeks were drowned out by her orgasmic screaming.

She seemed to be in a world of her own as she collapsed atop of me. I slowed down but Twilight whispered for me not to stop. Rather than pound away at her, I took a gentle and slow pace, slowly sliding in and out of her.

She cooed whispered moans of pleasure as I continued. That feeling just a few moments ago, when she was screaming and her vagina tightened around me. It felt wonderful and I wanted to do it again, but I wasn’t quite sure how or if I could make it happen.

There was a building pressure in my groin area. Twilight began to kiss at the side of my neck as she hummed moans of pleasure into my ear. “Mom… you feel so amazing,” I told her then moaned as I felt her inner vaginal muscles gently squeezing on my cock.

“Mmm… I love you so much Evan,” she told me, starting to thrust against my cock as we lay there making love. The feeling was so different to masturbation and so sensational I could barely keep the pressure subdued.

My erection started stiffening further. “Mom… I think… soon,” I whispered and she nodded, still moaning happily to herself. My hands moved from her teats and around her back, gripping her into a hug.

My abdominal region started to tighten, as butterflies seemed to start flying around inside my stomach. My legs started to twitch and jerk slightly. “Mom… I think… I’m gonna…” I trailed off in a grunt. I was so close now. I needed to pull out… I think.

I couldn’t cum inside my mother … could I? Would she be mad? She said I couldn’t get her pregnant… “Mom… I’m gonna cum,” I told her, hoping she’d tell me where to blow my load, instead she just kept moaning.

I wiggled, contemplating to pull out but being inside her was so enticing, I just couldn’t bring myself to pull out, even though I knew I should. I kept thrusting, a tingly feeling starting to buzz through my cock.

I bit my lower lip as I moaned, grunting slightly. I pulled her body in tight as I felt myself boiling over. Connecting our lips, I let my restraints fall. My hips jerked into hers, hilting myself inside her warm vagina. My cock stiffened and my first spurt launched inside her, splattering the insides of her pussy. I jerked again, a second spurt of equal potency lacing her insides. She gasped, probably feeling my sticky seed fill her. Her inner walls kept contracting against my cock, milking me for every drop.

My body just lay there, twitching and spasming involuntarily. My mother let out a relieved sigh. “Oh… I wish Mother’s Day came more than once a year,” she said with an exhale.

As she lifted her pussy off my penis, sparking sensations coursed through my cock. I was so sensitive and it just felt so good yet so… “Ahhh!” I gasped as my cock fell free from her insides.

Her love juices, mixed with my cum, and a little bit of blood, drizzled from her opening, and lathered itself all over my crotch. Twilight smiled. “Wow, you really filled me up,” she said with a seductive stare.

“I’m sorry, I should’ve pulled out,” I said, coming to my senses. I suddenly realized something grave. I just had sex with my mother, and I enjoyed every bit of it… my stomach sank.

Twilight leaned down and kissed me. “No, I liked the feeling. Maybe we could…” she trailed off and I felt a tingly feeling around my still somewhat erect cock. A magical aura was stroking my shaft. “Do it again?” She asked.

If my mind had been operating clearly, I may have said no… oh who the hell am I kidding?

Twilight’s perspective…

Evan swiftly grabbed my sides and flipped our bodies so fast that I let out a shocked gasp. Before I could even say a thing, his lips pressed against mine. This was out of character for him… WAY out of character, but I wasn’t about to object.

“Oh yes son, take me. Fill me again,” I said in the most sexy voice I could muster. Truth be told, it probably wasn’t the best seductive voice but it did the trick.

Evan gripped my sides, his penis now fully erect. Unlike the first time he had penetrated me, he thrusted himself inside of me with haste. The sudden feeling of him being inside me once again filled my nether region with warmth.

My pussy… ‘Oh my goddess… not even an hour into sexual intercourse and I’m speaking naughty words,’ I thought to myself cheekily. My pussy accommodated his girth, stretching around his cock and then quickly flexing against him.

Without control of our motions, I simply lay there as my man straddled me, rutting me like his mare… satisfying my heat. Moans of absolute pleasure left my mouth as my hips continually jerked against his.

That feeling, the feeling of an orgasm, started to return. A building feeling in my abdominal area. It was so much more intense than simple masturbation, and so much more sensual.

His hands still ran up and down my sides as he humped me, grunting and moaning every so often. He was so handsome and so caring… even if it was for different reasons than I wanted them to be.

My thoughts lingered back to how lucky I was, not in the way most say either. But in a literal sense. What as the chances that I’d cast that spell and it would affect him, bringing him here to Equestria from another dimension? And what were the chances that he would’ve became my faithful student? Pretty slim, but that’s how the events played out.

Sure he wasn’t perfect. He could be brash at times… and utterly dense as a brick all the time, but I nopony’s perfect and I loved him for who he was.

The building pressure in my nethers started to become too much to bear. I started to reach the brink of another orgasm and was unable to think of much anything other than sex.

Evan nestled his head into my neck, planting wet kisses down to my shoulder. His thrusting started to become more and more erratic. A thought popped into mind. “Evan?” I asked and he slowed himself to a stop. “This time… can we finish, together?” I asked and he nodded, breathing heavily.

“I’d… love that,” he stated through a huff. It was funny really. A physical specimen like himself, exhausted from a mere… maybe hour, of rutting. He began to slowly pump me again and I held back my simmering orgasm.

With the pleasure building so intensely, it was all I could do but hinge my legs around his back, squeezing him tightly against me and restricting a lot of his movements. His arms locked around my back.

I felt him inside me, his penis starting to stiffen more than it already as. He was as close as I was, maybe closer. “Guh… I…” he grunted. I began to thrust back at him wildly, driving my orgasm into motion.

Just as I hit my peak, I felt him stiffen inside me, followed by a hot sticky warmth that flooding into me in spurts, just like before. The feeling amplified my orgasm and my eyes rolled back as I entered a plateau of bliss.

My screams of pleasure was all I could hear but soon I couldn’t even muster basic vocal patterns and just lay there, shaking beneath him as he filled me yet again.

Unfortunately, like all good things, my orgasm settled and I was left breathless. Sure, that wasn’t quite like I had dreamed it to happen, but it was close enough and I’d never complain.

I felt Evan’s manhood slip out of me, and he cuddled into my lower region. “Evan?” I asked but gasped as I felt his lips gently suckling on my teats. I let out a sigh and rubbed his head affectionately. ‘Stallions… err, men,’ I thought to myself as I rolled my eyes and shook my head with a smirk on my face. "That's it honey... mommy loves you," I told him.

I felt a drowse encase me as I lay there with Evan suckling on my teats like a foal. A smile crossed my face and that was really the last thing I remembered…

Third person…

Lassie paw-pumped the air with a silent 'YES!' as she secretly peeped on her two friends. “I told you I was good,” she told the owl on her back.

“Who,” it replied with one of its few vocal patterns.

“Me… she’s been at this what? Six… seven, eight months?... Nine? She even had Princess Cadence, goddess of love or whatever, try and put a magic spell on him to make him fall in love but he was so dense it didn’t work… but me, I can make it work!” She announced.
“Who,” the owl said again.

“Me! I’m like… the puppy of love,” Lassie said in a suave voice then looked down to see Evan, his face nestled into Twilight’s teats like a napping baby foal. “Okay… so it’s still creepy as hell that he considers her his mom but… boo-yah baby, just like this, uh-huh!” Lassie stood on her hind paws and began to hump the air like a horn dog.

She looked back inside one more time before she left. “I just wish I had a video of that… that was hot… oh well, mental memory,” Lassie muttered to herself as she trotted away with semi-grace.

Fillydelphia...
A lone, shadowy, bipedal figure walked up to a lone newspaper stand. "Hey buddy," the woman asked and the stallion operating the stand looked over to her.

"What can I do yah for missy?" the stallion asked.

"I'm looking for somepon... err, something," she replied. "Have you ever released a newspaper 'bout something like me. Bipedal, masculine, but a bit taller?" she asked and the stallion furrowed his brows.

"Lady... I ain't no information kiosk," the stallion replied but the woman tossed a large bag of bits on his counter. His eyes went wide.

"Well... now that you mention it... a few months back there was a big story about the new princess, Princess Twilight Sparkle, tutoring a student that was from a completely different world or something... he was pretty big, like you said," the stallion informed her and she nodded, tossing more bits onto the counter.

"That's what I like to hear... say, you an upstanding citizen?" she asked and the stallion nodded somewhat. "If a detective sent from Celestia asked you where you sent me, you'd tell him the truth right?" she asked and he gulped.

"Uhh... ye-yes... that'd be the right thing to do right?" he asked, somewhat nervously.

"Of course. Stay righteous to the law friend," she said encouragingly. As she turned away, the stallion closed his eyes and let out a relieved exhale. For a brief moment, he thought things would've went sour for him. As he looked back up, his eyes went wide as he saw the woman pointing a scary piece of metal at him.

A fairly loud gunshot echoed through the town, the 9mm bullet ripping a clean hole right through his skull. His body jerked as the life was abruptly ripped out of him, blood spurting out both the entry and exit holes. His body lay, slumped in his chair, as the woman walked away from his deceased corpse. "You might have been in the special forces... but now I know where you are," the woman said as if she was speaking to the man she was hunting down.

Author's Notes:

Yes... I know, it took forever to get this chapter out. Hopefully (fingers crossed) I'll have the next chapter out in a day or two.