Their peaceful respite was short lived as their intimate moment together was suddenly broken when Cinnamon started crying from her crib.

"I'll get her." Goldie volunteered, as she slipped out of bed and stepped over to the crib. Lifting Cinnamon from her crib, Goldie sniffed and crinkled her nose in distaste. "Smell like she needs her diaper changed, that's a good sign that she no longer blocked up."

"Ah... Goldie. She's not the only one who needs to be cleaned up." Caramel gestured towards her rear. "Your leaking."

Goldie glanced back and noticed that various fluids were now running down her back legs. "Oh dear. I never heard of how messy love making was."

Caramel lifted up the blanket and looked under. "You could say that again, it looks like we destroyed the sheets."

Goldie gave a shudder. "Ewww, I did not need to know that." She paused for a moment, before looking over curiously. "Can I see?" Caramel gave her a funny look before shrugging and pulling the blanket aside to reveal the mess they made. "Wow, I didn't know I bled that much." Goldie commented in amazement.

Stepping around the bed, Caramel reached for Cinnamon. "How about you go down to the bathroom and take a bath and clean yourself up, while I'll go and change Cinnamon and take her down and make her a bottle."

"That's probably a good idea." Goldie said nodding, before she gave him a sly glance. "Hmm, if you finish quick enough you can also join me in the bath." Handing Cinnamon over to Caramel, Goldie then gave him a nip to flank as she passed him.

Caramel stared after her. "Really? You have my seed running down your legs, and your still in the mood?" In answer Goldie glanced back and flagged her tail up, giving him a good view of her messy mare bits. With a wink she slipped out the door.

Caramel let out a nicker as he staring at the closed door, giving his head a shake, he moved towards the diaper bags. "Settle down Caramel, filly first, sexy mare second. Come on sweetie, lets get you changed."

It was still really early, and Mrs. Swan had just started to make breakfast when Caramel entered the kitchen, yawning.

"Good morning, is your filly feeling better?" Mrs. Swan asked, looking up from mixing pancake batter. For a middle aged mare who only had a few hours of sleep, she seemed quite perky.

Caramel gave her a tired smile, holding Cinnamon up in his hoof as he held her bottle tucked up with her. "She certainly is. I came down to make her a bottle, can you tell me where you keep your formula?"

Mrs. Swan nodded. "Of course. It's in that cupboard over there." She answered, pointing her hoof.

Caramel passed Mrs. Swan as he went to the cupboard, the moment he passed Mrs. Swan, she suddenly sniffed the air and waved her hoof in front of her muzzle. "Wow, that is quiet the smell coming off of you. Reminds me of my wedding night."

Caramel froze as he suddenly started to blush, realizing what scent was wafting off of him. "I'm sorry. I ah, had to take care of Cinnamon while Goldie went to take a bath. I haven't had the chance yet too..."

Mrs. Swan smiled and held up her hoof to forestall Caramel. "I perfectly understand. You two are newlyweds, that kind of activity is to be expected. I take it the bedding is in quite the state?"

Caramels ears wilted as he had trouble meeting her eyes. This was so embarrassing, it never occurred to him while they were doing the act that Mrs. Swan was going to haft to deal with the bedding when they were done.

"Don't you worry about it, we have a laundry service that handles our bedding's, so they are the ones who are going to have all the fun washing them." Mrs. Swan waved her hoof dismissively, as she grinned at him. "Just toss the bedding down the laundry shoot."

Caramel let out a sigh of relief.

Setting Cinnamon and her bottle on the counter, he opening the cupboard and took down the formula. As he was about to open the formula, Mrs. Swan stepped up next to him and bumped him to the side.

"Why don't you go join your wife in the bath and scrub her back. Don't worry about your filly, I'll see to her until you two are finished." She said with sly wink at him as she started to measure out the formula into the bottle.

Caramel gaped at her for a moment. "Are you sure?"

"Sure I'm sure. Your smell is very distracting, I'm now in half a mind to hunt down my husband for a morning quicky, if I wasn't worried I'd put his back out again." She turned and shooed at him with her hoof. "Go on, I got this."

Not seeing any need to try arguing to stay, Caramel hurried upstairs. As he walked down the hall to the bathroom he passed by his room, when he did he heard a rather loud thump come from Bitternut Dandy's room across the hall. Pausing a moment Caramel wondered what it could have been, with a shrug Caramel figured it was probably just Bitternut falling out of bed or something, and continued to the bathroom.

Reaching up, Caramel lightly tapped on the bathroom door. "Goldie? Its me."

Listening, Caramel heard somepony step up to the door. The lock was turned and the door opened. A sodden looking Goldie who smelled of herbal shampoo leaned out and gave Caramel a kiss that left little thought to what she wanted. Once she finished, she pushed the door further open as a invitation, and sauntered her way back to the tub, swinging her hips with each step.

Grinning stupidly, Caramel stepped in and closed and locked the door behind him. "I thought you might want some help with scrubbing your back."

Goldie paused as she looked over her shoulder. "Oh, I have something that needs scrubbing that only a stallion can reach." She said flagging her tail up, giving him a good view of her winking mare parts before she stepped into the bath.

Unnoticed by Caramel, his stallionhood immediately dropped down at the sight of his mare, as she gave all the signs of wanting to be mated by her stallion.

"Oh good, you have just what I need. Come my stallion, your mare awaits." Goldie said with a sultry voice.

Caramel let out a nicker as he went to see to his mare's needs.

Latter, while sitting at the dinning room table Caramel let out a tired yawn as he set another pancake onto his plate.

"Another one? That makes it your seventh one." Mrs. Swan said while holding Cinnamon in her lap. "I suppose you'll need all that energy to keep up with a young wife like her" She said, then snickered when she saw the look of total embarrassment that Goldie now wore, from her seat beside Caramel. "Don't worry about it sweetie, I was the same way when I got married. Best years of my life."

"Years!" Caramel exclaimed, looking up at her.

"And just wait until she's with foal, then her appetite will be insatiable." Mrs. Swan said with a knowing nod. Goldie in the meantime was turning beet red.

"Don't let her talk scare you." Bentleaf said as he came in and sat down. "You'll enjoy every moment of it. Trust me." Reaching over he began to stack some pancakes onto his plate.

Just then a familiar pony walked in that made both Goldie and Caramel look at with open animosity. Bitternut Dandy stopped and looked at them. His eyes seemed frightened for a moment, but then he scowled, and picked up some toast before walking back out, ignoring the two.

"I really don't like him." Caramel growled.

Goldie reached over an patted him on his shoulder. "Easy there my stallion, we don't want you getting too worked up, or I may feel I need to see you in private again." She threatened.

Caramel's ears wilted, as he found a sudden interest in his plate of pancakes. Making love was nice and all, but it took a lot out of you.

"Mrs. Swan, is there a local doctor you can recomend?" Goldie asked, looking back to Mrs. Swan. "After what happened last night, I'm feeling a little concerned for Cinnamon and I'll feel better after she been examined by a doctor."

"Of course. I'll write it down for you." Mrs. Swan passed Cinnamon over to her husband, before she went off to get a pad and pencil. Bentleaf bent his head down to Cinnamon and started puffing out his cheeks, and bulging his eyes out to the filly, who seemed more interested in slobbering on her hoof, then enjoying his goofy expressions.

Caramel found the doctor's office smelled weird as he sat awkwardly in a uncomfortable chair, Goldie was sitting next to him in a more comfortable cushioned chair with Cinnamon held in her lap. A nurse had stopped by earlier to examine Cinnamon, taking her temperature, weighing her, measuring her length, checking her reflexes, and even drawing some blood. Cinnamon hated that last part, after it was done she cried for twenty minutes before Goldie finally managed to comfort her.

After the nurse left they waiting for a while before the door finally opened and a older spectacle wearing unicorn stallion stepped in with a chart levitated in his magic. "Good morning, how are we all feeling today?" He said as he greeted them.

"Well, we're all pretty tired." Caramel answered for them, adjusting himself in his seat yet again. He wondered if he should have brought up that his rump was now numb, why would they have such a horrid seat here?

"Perfectly understandable." The stallion answered, as he slid out a seat to sit in. "My name is Dr. House Call. I understand that Cinnamon here is having some trouble with her formula."

Caramel nodded. "Yes sir. At first I used the formula I got from the hospital when I picked her up, but she got some really bad diarrhea, and gas, so I then switched her to this stuff, and it bound her up." Caramel took the formula out of his pack and showed the doctor.

"Yep, that stuff will do that. Its been loaded with so much vitamins and minerals that the little foals tummies have trouble digesting it properly." Dr. House Call levitated the chart up to himself and began looking though it, he hummed to himself for a time before he nodded to himself. "From what I see here, it looks like little Cinnamon has a sensitivity to processed foods, otherwise known as a food intolerance." Dr. House Call explained as he looked though Cinnamon's chart.

"What does this mean for her, doctor?" Goldie asked.

Dr. House Call adjusted his glasses as he looked up at her. "Well it means that no matter what formula you use with her, she will have problems digesting it properly." Turning he opened a cabinet with his magic and levitated out a container of formula. "Now this is the most gentle formula I can recommend for Cinnamon, but there will still be issues with it, her stool will take on a strange color and smell really bad, she will also have bouts of gas at times, with the occasional, to the sometimes frequent colic issues, so regular checkups with your doctor would be recommended."

Goldie glanced down at Cinnamon with concern. It sounded like they were going to torture her. "Is that our best option? Is there nothing else we can do?" She asked as Caramel moved over and sat next to her on the floor, placing his hoof onto hers as he looked back at the doctor.

Dr. House Call considered them for a moment before he nodded. "Well, there is another option that you can consider, but it's a decision you will both have to make." He looked at Goldie. "Especially for you."

Goldie glanced at Caramel confused, while he returned the look. "Me? Why especially me?" Goldie asked.

"I believe the best option in this case, is to induce lactation in you so that you can nurse her yourself."

Goldie ears shot up strait. To say she was surprised would be an understate. "Induce lactation!? So I can nurse her?"

"Is that even possible?" Caramel wondered aloud.

Dr. House Call again adjusted his glasses. "Why yes indeed, it is possible. I have performed it many times over the years, and it almost has a one hundred percent chance of success, with almost no chance of serious complications." He leaned forward in his chair as he continued. "It's quite easy actually, I would cast a spell that would make your body think it's pregnant. Over the span of an hour, your body will think its gone through eleven mouths of pregnancy, your body will flood with hormones, like progesterone, and estrogen. Your udders will enlarge as it prepares itself to feed a foal, you will notice that they will become tender, as well as your teats will darken and become more sensitive. At the end of the hour, I will cast a second spell on you to make your body think it just gave birth, and that is going to make your progesterone, and estrogen levels to drop, and that will trigger milk production."

"This is the part where you are going to need to work at it. You will need to put Cinnamon to your teats as much as you can, because her suckling will be needed to stimulate your milk production. Your husband will be needed to help out with this as well."

Caramel jerked up suddenly. "Me!?" Surprised he had been included in this.

Dr. House Call gave him a serious look. "I'm not kidding with this. Your wife is going to need as much stimulation as possible, so she is going to need you to step in and help out. The more stimulation she gets the faster and better her milk production will be."

As she listened, Goldie was looking down at Cinnamon. She was so tiny and vulnerable, and with the loss of her mother, she lost a piece of herself that was so precious to a foal, the love and care of a mother. Sure, Caramel was there and he was doing his best, but there is nothing quite like a mothers loving care. Goldie remembered when her mother was nursing her two sisters, and how happy she was when she had the two fillies tucked up against her side.

"I want to do it." Goldie suddenly announced.

Dr. House Call paused while explaining all the various techniques for stimulating milk flow, and looked over to her. "Good! I'm glad you decided to do it." He said with a smile, turning back to Caramel. "Is this what you want as well?" He asked Caramel.

Caramel looked to Goldie, her eyes clearly told him that she had her mind made up, and he saw no reason to turn down this option, Goldie obviously wanted to do it, and the benefits to Cinnamon would be enormous. "Lets do it." He agreed.

Dr. House Call smiled and nodded. "Well then, lets begin, please give Cinnamon to your husband, and sit up here on the examination bed." Caramel took Cinnamon and watched as Goldie seated herself. She then looked to the doctor as she waited for him to begin.

"Okay, this will tingle at first and then you will feel a bit warm, but I assure you that it is perfectly safe." Dr. House Call explained as his horn lit up with magic. "Ready?"

Goldie nodded, then she gave a gasp as she was suddenly enveloped with his magic. A tingle ran all through her body, causing her to vigorously shiver as she felt his spell sink deep into her body The tingling grew to an almost painful level, then it suddenly faded, replaced by a warm feeling that made her feel flushed all over. Dr. House Call leaned back from her as he finished his spell, his magic faded from his horn.

"How do you feel?" He asked.

"Well, the tingling stopped, but I still feel really warm all over." Goldie answered as she looked down at herself, this was the first time she had magic used on her, and she found the experience to be rather interesting. Caramel moved closer as he looked at her curiously, with Cinnamon cooing as she drooled on Caramel's hoof as he held her up.

"That means its working as it should be. You will probably experience some mood swings, depression, happiness, and the mild annoyance at your husband for any and all apparent reasons, but this is all normal. I am going to have a nurse take you to a more comfortable room to wait, and she will give you some informative booklets about nursing for you to read."

As soon as Dr. House Call stepped out of the examination room, a nurse came and escorted them to a room that Caramel was happy to see had a comfortable looking couch and coffee table along the wall, hanging up all around the room where paintings and posters depicting mothers with their happy looking foals. Across the coffee table from the couch was a lounge chair that Goldie was quick to lay into while she waved her hoof to her face as she tried to cool herself from the warmth she still felt from the spell, meanwhile Caramel gratefully settled himself and Cinnamon onto the couch.

Goldie started reading the booklet that was given to her, The Mothers Guide to Nursing your Foal. It described the proper ways a foal should latch on to the teat, and various ways to position hers and the foals body to nurse. As she read, there came a nagging sense of needing something. At first she ignored it but it was quickly becoming a problem, finally she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Caramel, I need you." Goldie called out to him, as she put the booklet down.

Caramel was tucking the slumbering Cinnamon into a blanket on the couch when she called out to him, with a quick glance to make sure Cinnamon was settled in nicely, he quickly went to his wife to see what she wanted. "What can I get you?"

Goldie grabbed his head and pulled him to her lips, after a very through kissing, she pulled back and licked her lips with a needful look in her eyes. "I need you to rut me."

Caramel's eyes bulged as his ears quivered. "Now!? But we're in a waiting room, we can't do that here!" He couldn't believe she had asked him to do that.

Goldie leaned her head back and let out a groan. "You don't understand, I'm burning up with a need for a good rutting!"

Caramel realized he could smell her need, her scent was now thick in the air. Even with all the times they made love that morning, Caramel was still tempted. But there was no way he was going to rut her here in the doctor's waiting room. "Honey, your hormones are raging out of control right now. In a little while, things will settle down, and you'll feel much better." He said trying to rein in her desires.

"Don't give me, its the hormones talking!" Goldie suddenly snapped angrily at him, pushing him back suddenly. "I just want to be with my husband, is that so wrong!?"

Caramel was taken aback by her sudden anger at him. "No, its not wrong, its just not the right time, or place." He tried to put his hoof on hers, but she knocked his hoof away, as she crossed her hooves and pouted.

Caramel was at a loss, letting out a sigh he was about to go back and sit with Cinnamon again, when Goldie suddenly spoke up. "I want some pickles, would you please get me some pickles?" She asked sweetly, as she batted her eyes at him.

Caramel's brain did a back flip, Goldie's mood was changing so quickly it was hard to keep up. "Pickles? Ah... yeah sure, I'll find you some pickles, what type, dill or sweet?"

"Dill! Extra sour please." Goldie said flashed him a bright smile of thanks.

Nodding, Caramel went to the door and stepped out into the hall. "Excuse me nurse." Caramel said to a passing nurse, stopping her. "My wife wants some dill pickles, do you know where I can find some?"

"It must be the cravings kicking in. We have a break room down the hall, I'll see if we have any, hold on a moment." After a few minutes, she returned with a jar of dill pickles.

"Thank you so much nurse, I really appreciate this." Caramel said as he took the jar from her, hoping this would make her happy again.

The nurse smiled and shook her head. "This comes up more often than you think, just be grateful she didn't want hot peppers, they always regret that latter."

Taking the jar of pickles, Caramel went back into the room, only to find Goldie glaring at him. What did he do... or not do now?

"What took you so long!?" She growled at him.

Caramel flinched at her tone, finding he didn't like having her angry at him. "I was only gone a few minuets." He said as he submissively held his head low, hopeful to forestall any further anger directed at him.

"Never mind that." She snapped. "Give me the pickles."

Hurriedly, Caramel handed her the jar. Twisting the lid off, Goldie then stuck her mouth right into the brine and pulled out a pickle, and happily munched on it, smiling. "Thank you, sweetie." She said, stretching her head up, as she sought to kiss him.

Is this what pregnant mares are like? He thought to himself as he bent down and met her lips in a quick sour tasting kiss. Sitting his rump down to the floor, Caramel watched as Goldie ate every single pickle, when she was done, she then much to his utter surprise, drank all the brine from the jar.

Leaning back, Goldie let out a sigh, seemingly happy for the moment. Caramel raised his head hopeful that this might be the end of her wild mood swings.

"Caramel sweetie, they are really sore, would you rub them for me?" Goldie asked as she rolled herself back and pushed back her hind leg to show him her udders. He could see that they were now much larger than they used to be, almost double in size, her teats had also changed, they were more pronounced and their color had darkened. Caramel found the sight quite enticing, her udders were cute before, small and perky, now they were lusciously gorgeous.

"Whatever you want, honey." Moving over next to her, Caramel wondered what to do. Lifting his hoof, Caramel gently pushed into one of her enlarged udders.

"Ouch!" Goldie flinched, sucking in a breath with a hiss. Caramel quickly pulled his hoof back, until she looked down at him, and nodded for him to continue.

Balancing himself on his hunches, Caramel reached out his other hoof, gently he began to massage around the the outer edge of one of her enlarged udders, Goldie let out little hisses of pain, but after a little time, she began letting out sighs of relief as he worked his way inward until he reached her teat. She flinched when he switched to the other one, but she was soon moaning in pleasure as he worked his way around it.

"That feels really nice." She said pleased, laying back with her eyes shut. As he pressed around her second teat, he noticed something squirt out.

"You just squirted." Caramel said, looking at the little bit he got on his hoof.

"Hmm? I did? What color is it?" Goldie asked, opening her eyes.

"It looks like its kind of yellowish." Caramel murmured as he looked closely at it. Curious, Caramel reached out his tongue and licked his hoof, smacking his tongue around his mouth as he tasted it. "Its kind of sweet."

"That would be colostrum, Its pre-milk." Goldie said before rolling herself onto her back and stretching herself out. "Caramel, do you think I'm pretty?" Goldie abruptly asked, turning her head to look at him with a kind of anxious look to her eyes.

Caramel's ears perked towards her, as he lowered his hoof down to the floor. "Do I think you look pretty?" Caramel repeated the question thoughtfully while she looked at him with a strangely desperate look as she waited for him to answer. "Hmm, well, I think Celestia's sunrise over the Crystal lakes is pretty, or Luna's winters moon as it shines down onto the sparkling crystal fields is pretty. But you, you do not compare to those trinkets, for your beauty surpasses these worldly things, to gaze upon you is to gaze upon true beauty."

All of a sudden, Goldie started to cry. The sudden shift of her mood caught Caramel off guard as he found himself suddenly being grabbed and hugged by Goldie as she cried into his shoulder. Lifting his hoof, he rubbed her back as he let her cry. It was several minutes before she finally calmed down, Caramel wiped the tears from her eyes, and laid her back in her chair. "Feeling better?" He asked.

She sniffed through her nose, then nodded. "Yeah." She sat for a moment quietly before she added. "That's the fifth time."

There it was again, she has been mysteriously counting up for a while now, and Caramel wondered again what it was about. "What's with the counting?"

"Oh that." She said with a shy smile. "I've just been counting the times you said something that touched me so deeply that It made me feel like the most special mare in all of Equestria."

"But you are the most special mare in all of Equestria."

"Would you stop that!" She whacked him across his shoulder, then waved her hoof to her face as she looked to be about to cry again. "That's the sixth time, I swear that if you make me go to seven I am ether going to jump you and give you the kissing of a lifetime or I'll guild you on the spot." She then pointed her hoof at him. "Test me at your own peril!"

"Okay, okay, I'll stop." He said holding his hoof up in surrender, not wanting to push things. Who knew saying nice things to a mare could get you in trouble.

Goldie gave a nod as she settled back into her lounge chair. Suddenly she flinched. "Oww." She muttered as she rubbed at her abdomen.

Caramel shifted himself as he became alert. "What?"

Goldie waved her hoof at him. "Oh its nothing, just a cramp, it'll go away." A few moments latter she relaxed. "See."

A light knock came to the door, before it opened and Dr. House Call stepped in. "How's it going in here?" He asked, as he entered and approached Goldie.

"It's been a emotional roller coaster, I must say." Goldie said with a sigh.

"Oh I bet. Is that a pickle jar I see?" Dr. House Call asked as he saw the jar sitting nearby.

"Ah, she had a bit of a craving for pickles." Caramel answered as he took the jar to the trashcan he saw sitting by the couch.

"Well that's not unusual." The doctor said as he sat next to Goldie. "So lets take a look at you. Would you please roll onto your side, and pull your leg back."

Caramel rejoined his wife, as he sat by her head and took her hoof with his own, thankful that this time she didn't knock his hoof away. Goldie gave Caramel an appreciative look as she adjusted her body and pulled back her leg, exposing her udders to the doctor.

"Looks like they developed quite nicely, their size is very good, and your teats look completely normal." Lifting his hoof, he gently probed around her udder. "Does this hurt at all?" He asked.

Goldie shook her head. "Only a little, Caramel rubbed them not too long ago, and they feel much better now." She smiled at Caramel, and reached over to lightly kiss him on his cheek.

"That's actually a good thing to do." Dr. House Call said as he looked back at Caramel and Goldie. "Massaging the udders is very important during this time, your husband should massage them at least once a day from now on, it will help prevent blocked ducts and other complications."

Just then, Cinnamon let out a little mewling whimper, as she sleepily complained from her bed on the couch. Caramel quickly hurried to her to see what was the matter.

Goldie watched him go to Cinnamon, as she smiled at him. "I'm sure Caramel would be happy to help me with anything I need. He's been so good to me during all of this, so patient and understanding, I know I treated him badly a few times and I feel badly about doing that to him, but he never got angry at me." Goldie said, as she admired Caramel.

"What the...?" Dr. House Call suddenly uttered in surprise. "What is that!?"

Caramel heard the doctor's confused utterance and quickly looked up, worried that something might be wrong with Goldie. Dr. House Call had his head lowered and he was looking closely at Goldie's marriage band, which was softly glowing, like it always did when she thought about her feelings for Caramel.

Goldie blinked, startled at the doctor's sudden interest in the band around her leg. "It's my marriage band, Caramel and I both got the bands last night during the Midnight Dance marriage ceremony."

Caramel returned his attention back to Cinnamon and lifted her up, before returning back to Goldie.

Dr. House Call, gently rubbed his hoof over Goldie's band, looking like he was trying to feel it. "I know its a marriage band, but why is it glowing? Or more precisely, how is it glowing?"

Goldie was confused, she glanced over to Caramel only to see the confusion on his face as well. "I don't know why your so surprised by it, the Mayor told us that some couples can have their band's glow." Caramel said as he adjusted his grip around Cinnamon so that his band was clearly visible, and let his feelings for Goldie well up.

The doctor's eyes widened when he saw Caramel's band start to glow as well. "Yours does it too!? And without the need to be touching each other!" His eyes roamed back and forth between the two. "Excuse me, I'll be back in a moment." Dr. House Call sudden went to the door and stepped out.

"What was that about?" Caramel wondered aloud, looking to Goldie. She only shook her head at him, just as stumped.

"Yeow!" Goldie suddenly exclaimed as her hoof shot down and pressed over her lower stomach, her face pinched in a grimace.

Caramel moved closer, he was concerned that something was wrong. "What is it!? Are you okay? Do you want me to find Dr. House Call and bring him back?" He asked worriedly , but before she could answer he turned to go to the door and do just that.

"Wait! I'm fine, its just another cramp." Goldie called out, reassuring him that she was fine.

Caramel returned to his spot next to her and sat down, worriedly he looked her over. "You sure your fine?"

Goldie smiled at him, she thought he was cute when he worried over her. "I'm fine, stop being a dork." She patted him on his cheek, reassuring him.

The door reopened and Dr. House Call came back in. "Sorry about that."

"Dr. House Call, Goldie's been having cramps, is that normal?" Caramel asked turning to the doctor, in the hopes that all was well with Goldie.

Dr. House Cal paused and lifted his eyebrows. "Cramps!? Where?" He moved next to Goldie.

She rubbed her hoof over her abdomen. "They've been happening down here."

The doctor reached over and palpated her where she indicated. "Hmm, how long has this been going on?"

"For a short while now." Goldie answered before she suddenly gasped. "Oooh, ow, ow, ow!" Her face screwed up with a look of pain.

Dr. House Call dropped his hoof down, and smiled around at them. "Well, this is interesting. I've only seen this once before."

Caramel stepped closer, worry all over his face, as he clutched Cinnamon to himself. "What is it doctor? Is she going to be okay?"

The doctor smile broadened as he adjusted his glasses. "Oh, she'll be just fine, in fact she is doing better than fine, she is doing extremely well."

Goldie's breath was coming in quick huffs, as she tried to deal with the pain of her cramps. What was the doctor going on about? These cramps were painful. "What's happening doctor?" She managed to ask between breaths.

Caramel was beside himself with worry and confusion, the doctor seemed pleased and unconcerned with what was happening, but his wife was in pain, and he wanted to see her comforted. He wanted to do something, but he was at a loss, so Caramel did the only thing he knew he could do, and that was to stay by her side.

Dr. House Call, looked over to Goldie. "Well my dear, the answer is quite simple. Your going into labor."

"WHAT!?" Both Caramel and Goldie both voiced their exclaimed question in perfect unison.

Dr. House Call was chuckling at their surprise. "Let me clarify things. Your not in labor in the truest sense, but your body thinks it is. You see your body's reacting quite strongly to the spell and it's now trying to bring a new life into the world. Most mares I cast this spell on only go though some of the fazes of pregnancy, and only in the weakest sense. Once twenty years ago there was a mare that had a reaction much like yours, and her milk came in extraordinarily fast afterwards, it was almost like her body was eager for a foal."

"So what happens now doctor?" Caramel asked, relieved that nothing was actually wrong with Goldie.

Dr. House Call smiled and sat back on his haunches and rubbed his hooves together. "Now we deliver a foal... sort of." His horn lit up and his magic enveloped Goldie.

Goldie felt his magic once again delve deep into her body, and the tingling returned. The pain from the cramps were quite intense and she was having trouble keeping herself from crying out. Caramel was there next to her, and she really appreciated his prescience, she now knew what that filly Dawn Sparks must have felt when he was there for her during her labor.

Caramel watched as Dr. House Call cast his spell on Goldie, her face was grimacing in pain from her cramps, and her breath came in short grunted gasps. After a few more moments the spell suddenly came to an end, and the magic aura that surrounded Goldie disappeared, and she let out sudden cry then fell back with a relieved sigh.

"My apologies but this is necessary." Dr. House Call said to Caramel as a bit of skin on Cinnamon's belly was suddenly pinched by his magic causing Cinnamon to suddenly let out a startled and pain filled screaming wail.

Goldie's reaction was quite dramatic, her eyes flew open and she suddenly snatched Cinnamon right out of Caramel's hooves, clutching the filly to herself while she cooed and murmured to her.

Dr. House Call watched this with a smile on his face. "Her nurturing instincts are running wild right now, that is why I pinched your filly, to see how she would react." The doctor quietly explained to the surprised Caramel. "I'm afraid that Cinnamon is now hers, Golden's bonding instincts are going to be very powerful, and at this very moment she is growing a permanent attachment to Cinnamon." Dr. House Call moved closer to Goldie. "How about we try nursing her now."

Goldie suddenly blinked as she remembered where she was and why they were there. "Oh! Right." Rolling over to her side, she pushed her leg back, exposing her teats. Lowering Cinnamon down, she laid her against her side pressed up against her udder. Goldie held her breath as she felt Cinnamon root around, her little nose and lips tickling her skin as she sniffed around her udder, and when she felt Cinnamon suddenly touch her teat she let out a little gasp as the jolt of the sensation shot through her body. She never knew her teats would feel that sensitive.

Goldie's eyes widened when she suddenly felt Cinnamon's mouth close over her teat. The feeling of her little mouth clamping onto it, while her tongue pressed up and rubbed against the underside coupled with the sudden pressure of Cinnamon's suckling sent shivers throughout her body. Goldie found the feeling of Cinnamon nursing was rather strange, but also very pleasant. With every suckle, Cinnamon would press her tongue up into her teat squeezing it into the roof of her mouth causing Goldie to let out little gasps at the intense sensation.

"Now let her suckle for five minutes then switch to the other teat, and give her another five minutes. She may be frustrated at first when she fails to get much milk, but If you keep it up, your body will adjust and you'll be giving milk in no time, but until that happens you will need to supplement her with a bottle of formula."

Caramel and Goldie listened to his instructions, though Goldie kept letting out little gasps whenever Cinnamon gave a particularly strong suckle.

"I'm going to give you some time alone to get used to things, don't forget to switch her to the other teat." Dr. House Call said as he moved to the door.

Once they were alone, Caramel gave Goldie a kiss. "How are you doing with all of this?"

Goldie thought about it a moment. "It feels bit strange, but otherwise I like it, its oddly comforting." They both watched Cinnamon for a time, Caramel felt that what Goldie was doing was amazing, she had jumped into this with all four hooves without any hesitation, literally giving of her own body the care Cinnamon needed, just like a true mother would.

Caramel felt Goldie give him a nudge. "I think it's time to switch her."

Just like how he learned with Dawn Sparks, he lifted Cinnamon with his mouth clamped onto her crest, with the edge of his hoof he pressed in against the edge of Cinnamon's mouth and Goldie's teat, breaking the suction and popping Cinnamon free.

Goldie shuddered for a moment. "That was a really weird feeling." She said as she looked back down.

Caramel lowered Cinnamon to the lower teat and let her clamp on, he heard Goldie gasp then sigh as Cinnamon started to suckle. Caramel sat back up at the head of the couch with Goldie and quietly watched Cinnamon, occasionally Goldie would reach over and nuzzle ether him or Cinnamon as she felt the need to be affectionate come over her.

"I'm sorry for they way I treated you for the last hour, I was a bit of a monster." Goldie said apologetically.

Caramel shook his head and smiled at her. "Don't worry about it, I understand you didn't really mean to be." He kissed the top of her head to show he had no hard feelings about it.

When the time came, Caramel took Cinnamon off of Goldie's teat, she complained bitterly about it, until Goldie stuck a pacifier into her mouth. After waiting a few more minutes, they began to wonder if they should be going. Their train was due to leave in a few hours, and they still had lunch to eat and their things to pack up back at the B&B.

A soft knock came to the door before it opened. Caramel and Goldie were both surprised to see Mayor Quill Stroke stick her head in.

"My apologies for barging in on your personal family matters, but something was brought up with me and I was wondering if we can have a few moments of your time." She asked as she stepped into the room.

Caramel exchanged looks with Goldie, who was now sitting on the couch with Cinnamon in her lap. "Ah, sure. What is it we can do for you?" Caramel replied, curious about what this could be about.

Stepping into the room behind the mayor was a old stallion unicorn with a scraggly furry beard. He came up beside the mayor and stopped to look at them. "Is this is them?" He asked the mayor.

Mayor Quill Stroke glanced at the scraggly bearded unicorn, and nodded. "Oh yes, this is them. The amazing couple that continues to amaze."

Caramel eyed the newcomer and he placed himself between Goldie and their visitor's. "Mayor? What is this about?" He asked, looking the two over.

"Oh, let me introduce Twirlshine, our local magician. He's the one who enchanted the ribbons for the Midnight dance." She said as she nodded her head to the scraggly bearded unicorn.

"Umm, hello." Caramel said in greeting, before looking back to the mayor for an explanation.

"Well lets get to the reason why we're here." Mayor Quill Stroke started. "Dr. House Call notified us that there was something unusual about your marriage bands, and we came to see it for ourselves. Would you please show us your marriage band, if you wouldn't mind." The mayor gestured for him to approach them and show them his leg.

With a glance back at Goldie, Caramel stepped up to the Mayor and Twirlshine, lifting his left leg he showed them his marriage band. Twirlshine bent down and examined it closely, using his hoof, Twirlshine lifted Caramel's leg higher to look underneath. "Hmm, it looks normal enough." Twirlshine muttered as he lowered Caramel's leg enough to look at the top again. "Make it glow."

Caramel lifted his eyebrow at his request, but seeing that this may lead to some answers he decided to go along with it. He brought his thought to Goldie and he let his feelings for her well up, it came so easy for him, like a natural state of being. He found his gaze looking back to her, taking in her beauty, he couldn't help but feel that he didn't deserve a mare as special as she was. She was so caring and loving, often times putting the needs of others before her own, and frequently showing a fun side to herself that reminded Caramel of the filly he first fell in love with all those years ago.

The sound of started exclamations reminded Caramel of what he was doing. Looking back, he saw both the mayor and Twirlshine gaping down at his brightly glowing marriage band.

"It's true, it does shine without the need for contact with the one he loves." Twirlshine said in amazement, looking down at Caramel's leg. "And they both can do it!?" He looked over at Goldie who held up her glowing marriage band for them to see. "Amazing." He said in wonder.

The mayor was equally amazed as she looked at the two. "This has never happened before." She turned to Twirlshine. "What does this mean?"

He shook his head. "I don't know. The bond between two ponies shouldn't be this strong, something is different with these two, something in them has allowed the bond to grow beyond what it was normally capable of." Twirlshine said as he looked at the two, releasing Caramel's leg, Twirlshine walked around as he muttered to himself, pausing he scratched at his bearded chin as he looked back. "Do you two feel any different? Anything unusual or strange?"

Caramel turned and walked back to be next to Goldie. "Well, since this happened, we seem to have have a deeper connection with each other."

"I feel at home when I am with Caramel, like everything is right." Goldie added.

Twirlshine nodded as he listened, continuing to scratch at his scraggly beard. "Anything else?"

Caramel wasn't sure he wanted to share it. It was a deeply personal thing that happened during a deeply personal act. He looked at Goldie and met her eyes, he could see she was thinking the same thing he was.

"Go on tell him." Goldie said to Caramel, nodding her head to let him know she was okay with it.

"What? What is it?" Twirlshine prompted, lowering his hoof from this chin as he looked at them with interest.

Caramel took a breath and let it out. "Well, there was this thing that happened this morning."

"Thing?" Twirlshine repeated stepping closer, his ears perked up.

"When we touched this morning, we... shared ourselves." Caramel tried to explain.

Twirlshine looked confused as he brows furled down. "Shared yourselves?"

"Perhaps it would be easier to show them." Goldie offered, looking to Caramel in the hopes he would agree.

Caramel was unsure about showing them, but he trusted Goldie so he decided to go ahead with her idea. They both lifted their hooves and brought their luminous marriage bands together.

There was a bright flash, then Caramel became aware he could sense everything Goldie was feeling, her love for him and Cinnamon shown brightly in the forefront, washing over him like a searing hot sun, that both burned with its intensity, as it also comforted and nurtured with its warmth.

While Goldie sensed much the same from Caramel, but his feelings for her felt more like a raging fire that wrapped around her with the gentleness of a lover. She was also sensed that hidden just under that was the feelings of raw grief and sadness he still felt for the loss of his sister, Fudge. It was a feeling that still stabbed at him, and she felt like weeping as he shared his feelings with her, he loved her so very much.

As their feelings flowed into one another, they both watched in amazement as their glowing marriage bands shot out new lines that snaked up each of their legs and encircled both of their bodies in intricate patterns. Caramel could feel Goldie's sudden alarm at its appearance just as she felt his, but after nothing seemed to be hurting them, they relaxed and just gazed at each other in wonder. The new lines were wrapped and curled around their bodies, ending on their necks and around their cutie marks.

Cinnamon burbled happily as she gazed around at the pretty patterns that curled around Goldie's leg that held her.

"This is just... amazing! I don't understand how this could be, it shouldn't be possible!" Twirlshine exclaimed as he stepped around them to view them from different angles. "What's happening? What does it feel like?" His eyes were wide with excitement as he reached forward and touched one of Goldie's lines on her shoulder.

Caramel fattened his ears, and Goldie felt his irritation at the unicorn for getting so touchy with her. Smiling she let her affection for Caramel flow into him, and she watched as his ears relaxed and his eyes loose their hardness, the irritation she felt from Caramel faded under her affectionate assault.

Now that Caramel had been cooled off she turned her attention to Twirlshine. "I'm not sure what's happening, but what I can say is that our hearts are connected in some way, and we can feel what the other is feeling, it is a very intimate experience."

"Really!? Can you tell what each other are thinking too?" He asked excitedly. The Mayor had also moved closer, her eyes roaming over their bodies, a look of wonder on her face.

Caramel shook his head. "No, no mind reading. Our thoughts are our own, its our hearts that's connected."

Twirlshine sat his rump down and scratched at his beard once again. "Hmm, that's interesting. I need to do some research on this! It could be a monumental discovery, so I am also going to haft to study you two as well, it shouldn't take more then a month or two... a year at most." He said nodding to himself.

"What!" Caramel broke his connection with Goldie, and all the intricately laced lines faded and vanished from their bodies. "That's out of the question! We are going home to Ponyville today, our train is due to leave in a few hours."

Twirlshine looked crestfallen at the news of their impending departure, suddenly he launched himself forward and latched onto Caramel's leg. "You can't go! I must study you two! Oh, please, please, please, stay!" Caramel looked back at Goldie with a woeful expression, as the unicorn clung to his leg begging.

Mayor Quill Stroke stepped closer. "Twirlshine. Please release him at once and behave yourself! Do you think that what has happened to them may be dangerous to them in some way?" Caramel and Goldie's ears both shot up strait as the both looked to each other, worried.

Twirlshine paused for a moment, still clinging to Caramel's leg. "Dangerous?... No, I don't believe that they are in any danger."

Mayor Quill Stroke nodded her head. "Then they are free to leave whenever they want, we can't keep them here."

With great reluctance, Twirlshine groaned and much to Caramel's relief, he released Caramel leg. As Twirlshine stepped away, his head suddenly jerked around. "Did you say you were going to Ponyville? The home of Princess Twilight?"

Caramel was unnerved by the unicorns sudden interest in his home town. "Well yeah, her new castle is at the edge of town."

"Great!" Twirlshine said with great excitement, whirling about he began to pace as he muttered to himself, suddenly he started for the door. "I need to see to a few things, please excuse me!" With barely a look to the mayor, Twirlshine dashed out the door.

They all stared bemused at the door that Twirlshine just so hurriedly ran out of. Clearing her throat Mayor Quill Stroke looked back at them.
"Well, this has all been very interesting I must say." She said looking pleased, reaching out, she tickled Cinnamon's chin, causing the filly to gurgle happily. "You two have an adorable filly."

Goldie smiled smugly and hugged Cinnamon to herself possessively. "Thank you."

The mayor turned and started for the door, just as she reached it she turned back for a moment. "My apologies for bothering you during your private moment, though I must say that you two are very lucky to have each other, there is something very special going on between you two, something I don't think that has ever been seen before, so if anything happens or if any problems crop up, don't hesitate coming back and seeing us." She said looking between the two. "I'll be taking my leave now, have a wonderful day." With that, she stepped out.

Caramel lifted his hoof and looked at his marriage band, it was just a lighter band of fur running around his leg at the moment, he wondered what had happened when he and Goldie had touched, what was with all those lines that ran over their bodies? The only thing he could figure out was that it was one more thing to deal with, this has been by far the most eventful trip he has ever taken.

"Goldie, what's going to happen next?" Caramel asked, looking up from his upheld hoof.

She looked at him curiously. "What do you mean by that?"

Lowering his hoof back down to the floor, he let out a tired sigh. "Well, since I left home, things just keep coming up, one after another. I'm just wondering what's going to happen next? What strange set of circumstances will occur to lead us into another unusual event."

Goldie adjusted Cinnamon in her grasp, and stood up. Stepping close to Caramel, she affectionately nuzzled him as she attempted to make him feel better. After a moment of this she was pleased to feel him shift his body and nuzzle her back.

"I don't know what will happen next, but I do know that whatever it is, we will deal with it together." Goldie murmured into his ear.

The sound of the door opening broke them from their moment together, as Dr. House Call stepped in. "I apologize for calling the mayor in, when I saw the marks glowing with out physical contact, I thought she should know about it."

Caramel had figured that Dr. House Call only did so because he was concerned about something that was unusual. "No, its okay. You were only doing what you felt was best. Plus we were able to learn something new."

"Well that's good." Dr. House Call said, sounding pleased. "Now please have a seat, I need to explain a few things to you about what you need to do for the next few days, and what to expect. I would also like to praise you for your choice to go with natural nursing for Cinnamon, it really is the most healthy choice. Many mares have said that nursing their foals was some of the most special and satisfying things they have ever experienced."

Caramel and Goldie sat down and listened as Dr. House Call explained everything they needed to know and do for the next week, and what they expected to happen over the next year or so. The doctor went into great detail and by the time they left Caramel felt like he was the one who was going to be nursing Cinnamon instead of Goldie. It was after lunch so they stopped at a local eatery to sit down together for a quick bite to eat.

As they were walking out, a pegasus stallion with a silver star cutie mark held out a wing in front of them, stopping them.

"Excuse me, my name is Tin Star, I'm the local constable for Galloping Springs. I would like to have a word with you two." He said with a stern look that brooked no argument.

Caramel felt Goldie stiffen beside him, and he felt a since of unease himself. "Ah... we'll be happy to comply, please lead the way."

Tin Star lead them to a nearby park bench, and kindly let Goldie sit down with Cinnamon. "The reason I want to talk to you two, is that a complaint has been filed regarding you two."

Caramel had a feeling he knew what the complaints were about, and who made those complaints. He shared a look with Goldie and saw that she was thinking the same thing.

"The complainant, Bitternut Dandy, described an incident on the train involving you madam, he claims that you vulgarly flirted with him before you physically assaulted him." Of course that idiot of a pony would go to the law with such a outrageous telling of the incident.

Goldie looked like she was ready to march over to the B&B and punch Bitternut Dandy again. "I never flirted with that pervert! And I only punched him when he fondled my flanks!" Goldie clutched Cinnamon to herself as she waved her other hoof angrily.

Tin Star blinked in surprise at her sudden vehemence, gesturing with his hoof for her to settle down, he went on. "Since the incident happened on the train outside my jurisdiction, and that there are no witnesses to corroborate any claims, I won't be following up on the complaint."

Goldie let out a relieved sigh, but Caramel knew they weren't out of the woods yet, there was his dealings with Bitternut last night. Sure enough Tin Star looked to him.

"His second complaint involves you sir. He claims you confronted him in the hallway of The Sleepy Traveler, and without provocation you physically assaulted him. Do you have anything to add?" Tin Star asked

Caramel held onto his temper, it wouldn't help his family if he lost control of it and did something rash. "It's true that I confronted Bitternut Dandy in that hallway, but there was provocation. He was insulting my wife and filly, I gave him one warning that he was to apologize for it, and when he ignored my demand, I followed though with my warning." Caramel finished simply.

"That's right Constable Tin Star. Our filly was colicky last night, and Bitternut entered our room and said some very crude words to us, my husband reacted and pushed him out into the hall, and demanded that he apologize for what he said about both our filly and myself, and when he ignored him, my husband did what he felt was needed."

Tin Star nodded as he listened, not showing any indication of what he was thinking as they both told him their side of it. "I spoke with Mrs. Swan, and she tells a similar account." Tin Star took a breath and let it out as he looked Caramel and Goldie over, his eyes lingered on Cinnamon for a moment. "I know what it's like to be a husband and father, and I don't blame you for your actions, but since you two and Mr. Bitternut have had some history together, I would ask for you to avoid any further contact with him, at least until you leave town."

Caramel couldn't believe it, he thought for sure he was going to be locked up, but instead he was being let go. "Of course sir, we don't want any more trouble." Goldie spoke up next to him also voicing her assurances that there will be no more trouble with Bitternut.

That seemed to satisfy Tin Star as he gave his first little smile when he nodded. "Good, then have a pleasant day, and stay out of trouble."

"Of course constable, have a nice day yourself as well." Caramel said as he gave a wave, feeling like they had just dodged an arrow.

They quickly made their way back to The Lonely Traveler, Mrs. Swan greeted them warmly, and after a brief conversation about how the doctor's visit went, they made their way back to their rooms to pack up their things. As Caramel sorted through the diaper bag, Goldie curled up on the bed to go through another nursing session with Cinnamon.

"She's still not going to get very much from this, would you go down and make a bottle for Cinnamon with the new stuff that the doctor gave us?" Goldie asked as Cinnamon nursed on her teat.

Grabbing what he needed, Caramel headed for the door. "Yes, of course. I'll be right back."

He went to the kitchen and quickly prepared Cinnamon's bottle, then with a friendly smile and wave at Mrs. Swan Caramel headed back upstairs. As he approached his door, the door across the hall opened and Bitternut Dandy came out, their eyes met and Bitternut Dandy scowled. Of course he would haft to come out now of all times.

"If you so much as breath on me, I'll call the Constable on you." Bitternut snarled at Caramel.

Caramel flattened his gaze, not intimidated in the least. With a snort, Caramel watched as Bitternut Dandy walked by, the next sight surprised him, a light cornflower blue pegasus mare, not much older then a filly followed Bitternut out of his room, with a large chest strapped onto her back.

The sight of her sent a shock through Caramel, the young mare had marks in her coat that looked like she had been kicked, and her left eye was almost swollen shut. Rage instantly blossomed in Caramel at the sight of her, It was obvious to him that Bitternut had been hurting her.

"You'd best mind your own business." Bitternut warned looking back at Caramel.

Caramel ignored him as he stepped forward and blocked the pegasus mare, who stopped and blinked at him. "Who did this to you? Was it Bitternut Dandy? Did he hurt you?" Caramel asked her, but she just looked at him with frightened eyes, staying oddly mute to his questions.

"My sisters clumsy, and fell down some stairs." Bitternut Dandy answered from behind him. "Now I suggest you leave my sister alone and let her pass before I find the need to get the Constable to arrest you for harassment."

Caramel tried again. "Did he hurt you? It's okay, you can tell me." He pleaded with her as he met her eyes.

The mare nervously licked her lips while her gaze flickered behind Caramel for a moment to look at Bitternut Dandy before she looked back to Caramel. Slowly she lifted her shaky hoof to her throat, where she lightly touched it, then she slid her hoof down her throat to her chest where she then tapped her hoof over her heart twice.

Caramel's eyes widened in surprise and his ears shot up strait. He recognized the gesture she just did, it was sign language. The pegasus mare was deaf! And she just signed.

"Help."

Author's Notes:

I had a hard time deciding what to call a ponies mammary's. Breast was just too human, and if you use it on a pony it usually references the chest region, for instance "His heart beating in his breast." Boobs, and tits were just too juvenile and ill fitting. I will not comment on the term "crotchboobs" the word just makes me shudder with how stupid it is.
I was left with only one option, the word "udder." It is in fact correct. A pony mare has udders.

I just wish the word udder was a more attractive word. If anyone has an alternative word I didn't think of let me know, I just might re-edit the chapter and change the word over to it.