"Honey," Sugar Belle was enjoying her sleep-in with Tight Squeeze, but her attention was drawn to her belly as she started to roll over to snuggle him more, "do I look fatter to you?" She meant the question without the usual connotations, and poked Tight when he tried to ignore it. "I mean it, my belly feels… larger, and I can feel a solid bump in there."

"I am sure that the stallion-mare agreement of oh-three actually forbids this question." Despite his objection, Tight Squeeze reached over and gently rubbed Sugar's belly. Making sure to press gently, he certainly could feel the bump, and could see something else happening. "Love, don't look now, but something else is going on."

"What?" Sugar curled up as much as she could, and looked down her body. "Ohhh…" Her words trailed off into a groan as Tight began to stroke her growing erection gently. "You are a tease…" She leaned sideways and nuzzled his cheek.

Tight stroked slowly, trailing his hoof down to rub all the way to Sugar's vulva. "Oh, so I am just teasing, am I?" Focusing on his love for Sugar, and promising himself that it wasn't just because it felt really good, Tight Squeeze rolled slowly to his back and bunched his hind-legs up.

"You show me every day why marrying you was the best decision of my life." Sugar Belle rolled towards Tight, mounting him with ease and pressing her hard shaft between them. "But I want to make absolutely sure you are still okay with this?"

"It was only your tenderness that got me to try the first time. Sugar Belle, I would not want to offer my back to any other pony." The words were natural and easy to say, because Tight meant every one. A brief pang of memory, of Double on his back, sprung up.

"What's wrong?" Sugar paused before starting the main event. Leaning closer to nuzzle Tight, she gave a soft whine. "My little Plum, what is wrong?"

"I can't get the image of Double Diamond out of my head." Tight couldn't look away from Sugar, not with her atop him like this.

Sugar put her libido on pause. "You didn't want to help him?"

"No, it isn't that. You were right. But it felt good…" Blushing hotly, Tight had to squeal when Sugar nuzzled and kissed him. "I mean it. It felt really good to have him on me, to have you close as well."

"It was meant to be a one-time deal." Sugar raised a hoof to gently boop her husband. "But if you wanted to invite him in, I would not object." The look of surprise on Tight's face had Sugar giggle. "It is up to you. I asked something of you, you may ask something of me. You remember our vows, of course?"

"To love and cherish, to trust and find accord?" Tight rolled, tangling the bedclothes up around their tails, until he was atop Sugar. "But not that, not until we are… we are back in somewhere that is stable." He leaned forward, dragging both their shafts along the other's belly.

Sugar's eyes widened as she felt her shaft slide down until it pressed into Tight's folds. She looked up at her husband in wonder, and moaned aloud when he began to lean back.

The sense of control being on top gave Tight more confidence. He slowly pushed backwards, taking inch after inch of Sugar inside those aching new depths. A glance down revealed Sugar with her eyes closed, mouth open; Tight leaned in and kissed her.

Her eyes snapping open as at the kiss, Sugar Belle groaned into Tight's mouth and accepted his probing tongue as a matter of course. The intensity of her husband taking control, as a mare would, made her body rock hard inside him. When his bottom finally pressed down into her groin, she trembled all over.

Tight relaxed his back legs and just rested in place. "I could get used to this." It was impossible for him to keep a smile off his face as he admitted how good it felt to be filled. "To feeling you this much. To know you are enjoying it along with me." Clutching down on muscles a stallion shouldn't have, Tight coaxed a groan from Sugar. "Like that."

Sugar laughed in delight, squirming under her stallion and feelt as he massaged her within his silken depths. "You are a terror, Tight Squeeze…" Her eyes widened, and a sudden fit of giggles overcame her. "Tight Squeeze! Your name makes so much sense now!" Without thinking about it, she bucked upwards with her hips.

"You know you have just made it impossible to say my name around our friends without remembering this, haven't you?" Tight coaxed his muscles into squeezing again and again, the pattern becoming almost like an exercise. Leaning forward, he slipped up and almost completely off Sugar while he clutched as tight as he could.

Unable to complain about the new word association, Sugar resigned herself to giggling more at the joke she had made. Something squirmed around her tail, but although it seemed like the right place for her husband's tail, the way it coiled tightly proved it was not his normal equine dock. Opening her mouth to tell him, she could only groan in pleasure as Tight pushed back onto her.

Tight built a rhythm up, rocking his body and joining them in the dance of eternity. The difference between sex-on-top as a mare, and as a stallion was significant, but Tight had learned a certain amount of flexibility of thought lately. Rocking his body again and again, he watched Sugar constantly, and adored the way she seemed to squeal and whimper with each movement.

Sugar's world fell in on itself as a lightning storm boiled around in her groin. She knew exactly what was coming, and soon it would be her. Ignoring the odd tail-thing that was pulling her dock with each movement Tight made, she locked lips with her husband in a tight kiss. The pleasure became too much, and Sugar Belle's body erupted in pleasure.

The wet rush of heat deep inside Tight Squeeze was all his body needed to tip over the edge. Unable and unwilling to pull away from their kiss, he shouted into his wife's lips. The feel of Sugar's shaft pulsing caused more rushes of pleasure, and the heat borne into him by her seed made him curl his hooves up in bliss.

Measuring its time, the world marched on outside, but try as it might it could not disrupt the lovers from their joining and embrace. Tight Squeeze was slumped down against Sugar Belle, letting his wife support him while they both basked in the pleasure-filled eternity that existed after their bodies were sated.

Sugar stared up at Tight, remembering all the wonderful moments together, and found herself thanking the plant for its "gifts" that let them share this one. The thought made her smile a little, and wonder how many other ponies might find such moments as a result of it. A gentle tug on her tail drew her attention away from contemplation, and she gave a little hiccup of surprise. "T-T-Tight!"

"What's wrong?" Tight Squeeze jerked a little at his wife's yell and squirming. "Are you alright? Sugar?"

"Your tail, Tight! What is going on with your tail?!" Sugar's eyes widened when, instead of squirming around her own—less agile—tail, Tight's apparently hairless length pushed into her vagina. Filled, and filling, Sugar felt the intruder squirm only a little, hitting the pleasurable places inside her, and causing her to shove upwards.

Tight squealed like a filly when Sugar shoved against him, but he could feel something strange now, like somepony had hold of his tail. "What…" He groaned, Sugar apparently wasn't ready to stop thrusting. "Sugar STOP!"

"Then get out of me!" Sugar rolled to her side, pushing at Tight and managing to disengage herself from him, but as she pulled, she didn't realize just how far his tail was inside her. "Okay, I take back nearly everything I just thought about that plant!"

Tight was looking over his shoulder, and gasped. "My tail!"

"Your tail!" Sugar Belle stomped around the bed and used her magic to grab hold of the offending length. "I don't think this is all you anymore, love." It was tricky to grip with her magic, but she felt a strange surge of power within, like she was using a lot more "oomph" than normal. "Looks like…"

Turning this way and that, Tight finally managed to see what his wife meant when she pulled it to one side. His tail was hairless now, and dark black with softly glowing green lines through it. Focusing, he willed it to be still, but the length thrashed in Sugar's grip more than ever.

"Stop this NOW!" Sugar screamed at the tail, and felt it suddenly stop going crazy. "Right, if you be good I won't yell at you again." She slowly released the length, only for it to hang down and curl up at the tip. "Tell me you are controlling that?"

"I am totally not controlling that." Tight watched the tail sway slowly. "But I am glad it is listening to at least one of us." He looked at Sugar. "What did it do to you?"

Sugar blushed. "If you must know, it has now been somewhere only my husband and… and one other plant… has been." She nodded matter-of-factly. "And if it is really good, and plays nice, it might get to go back there. If it is good." She reached a hoof up to gently stroke the tail.

A shiver ran from Tight's tail all the way up to his neck. "Okay, this just got weird again. Plant, we were just starting to enjoy your… gifts… but now you had to do something else?" He flicked his wings and ruffled them in annoyance. "I honestly can't control it at all."

"Then what is? The plant?" Sugar ran her hoof up from the tip to where Tight's flesh met the black and green mass. Parting his fur around the spot, she could see a smooth transition from pony to plant, with no obvious join. "This is amazing." She gave that transition a good rub with her hoof, and realized she had apparently found the "off switch" for both pony and tail.

Tight slumped to the bed and arched his back, eyes locked on the ceiling. He could see the tip of his new tail arched up from his rear, curling in a compliment to his own arc and forming a circle in the air. Inches from the tip of his own tail, he could clearly smell his wife's scent on it. "P-P-Please don't stop that…"

"Stop what? This?" Sugar got her magic involved, rubbing and itching at the strange flesh for all she was worth. It was a full five minutes before she stopped, and when she did both stallion and tail flopped limply to the bed. "There, that should keep you both distracted while…" Her eyes fell on the mirror in their room, and she saw her slight bulge was now more pronounced. "Odd, but if a little one is growing that fast… I won't actually complain."

Trotting from the bedroom, Sugar made her way into the kitchen and reached to turn the oven on. She froze as her magic surged, and she snapped it off before she tore the controls off her oven. "Alright… that hasn't happened since I was a filly…" Crossing her eyes, Sugar Belle looked up at the tip of her horn. "You get to have a rest, I don't want to mess with you until I can do it on something less breakable." Walking up to her big oven, Sugar turned it on and got it pre-heating.

Tight dozed off, his thoughts drifting to crazy plants, strange tails, but eventually settling on his wife. The dream turned into quite a good one, although the Sugar Belle of his dreams now had a penis too, and he was perfectly happy about it. The smell was—as usual since marrying and moving in with a mare who had baking as her special talent—the first thing to pull him from his subconscious' embrace. "Mmm." He lifted his snout, pushed it forward, and his legs followed.

"There you are?" Sugar Belle had oven-mittens on her forehooves while she set down the second tray of cupcakes. "And now I know that it isn't your refractory period that knocks stallions out like that." She giggled at the end of her joke.

"Ha, ha." Tight kept following his snout all the way to the tray, but a mitten lifted and batted his chin upwards to connect with Sugar's in a kiss. He could taste both batter and a finished muffin in her mouth, and closed his eyes to explore more. The kiss lingered on and on, and just as he was starting to wonder if the plant had done something to let them kiss without the need to breathe, a loud knocking on the back door interrupted the embrace.

"Hey! Tight! Let us in!" Double Diamond's voice came from the back door of the house.

"Your friend." Sugar stuck her tongue out at Tight and started lifting the cupcakes from the trays to cool. "If you take your time you can all have a treat."

Opening the door, Tight saw Double Diamond and Night Glider, although the latter had a dopey-happy grin on her face. "Come in, please. Sugar was just making some cupcakes." He stepped back, and couldn't help but grin as his best friend walked past with a blanket over his back; Tight knew what he was hiding.

"Thanks Tight, I don't know what to do!" Double moved nervously into the kitchen and slunk to the corner furthest away from Sugar Belle. Night Glider followed him, smiling at him with a slightly distracted flatness to her eyes. With the door closed, he dropped to his belly on the floor. "She has been like this since we woke up!"

Sugar looked at Night Glider, and set down her cupcakes. "Night, dear, are you alright?"

Night blinked a few times and lay down beside Double Diamond. "I am wonderful…" She leaned against Double and nuzzled his neck.

"See!" Double shook his head. "And if I stood up and took the blanket off, she would… well, she would try to take advantage of me… but it isn't right!"

Tight breathed a sigh of relief. "Double, you are the nicest stallion I know, and I include myself in that list. Only you would, when under the effect of whatever it is that plant did to us, be able to resist having sex with your fillyfriend."

"Well…" Double blushed hotly, memories of the previous night coming to him in vivid flashes. "We did… well…" His blush got worse, which for a white pony meant it was very obvious. "We did things… fun things…" He kept trailing off, but neither Tight nor Sugar seemed inclined to interrupt him, so he kept rambling. "We used our mouths, and stuff… but we didn't have… you know… 'sex' sex."

"Do you want to?" Night could feel the fog of lust and need around her, she could sense it affecting her every thought and every action, she just didn't feel like stopping it. "We could if you want." She turned to look at Sugar Belle. "Can we borrow a bed? Or just a spare bit of floor?"

"See!" Double shook his head. "I can't just have sex with her, it would be… it would be bad. She isn't in control, and I don't want our first 'full' time to be like this." The worst part was his penis was achingly hard, like a steel shaft throbbing underneath him.

"Would you like us to take her home?" Tight carried one of Sugar's cupcakes to Night, who after a few moments realized it was food and started to munch on it happily.

Double took his own treat from Sugar's hoof, holding it up to his mouth. "She needs somepony to take care of her, and I don't trust myself to—"

"You just stop right there Double Diamond." Sugar swapped to her "mom voice." At least, it was the voice she planned to use on their foals when they were doing silly things. "You have been infected with something that has, so far, caused ponies to get unbelievably sexually aroused. You went home to find your fillyfriend wanting to play all sorts of naughty games—"

"Very naughty. I want him to ride me for hours!" Night giggled before stuffing more cupcake in her mouth.

"Of course you do, dear." A second cupcake was produced to hopefully keep Night from putting in her "opinion" again. "And you manage to work out what the problem is, not do anything either of you might regret, and you brought her to get help?" Sugar rolled her eyes to Tight. "Double you are the nicest stallion I have ever met, bar one." She kissed Tight on the cheek and passed him a cupcake. "I would suggest you go home, have a nice cold shower, work off any… stress you might have built up, and then take another shower for good measure. Come back after that and see how Night is doing."

"O-Okay…" Double leaned over impulsively and kissed Night on the cheek. "I am going to be back soon, and then we can talk safely!" He got up, pulled the blanket tight around him, and raced out the back door before Night could give chase.

Night gave a whine and leaned down, sniffing the spot where Double had been laying. "What is happening to me? I just felt like I had my heart broken, but he will be back, won't he?"

"Of course he will, dear. Now come on, you get to have a nice shower." Sugar reached a hoof down to help Night up, and the pegasus took it.

Author's Notes:

Plant: "Does your species have a name?"

Some tentacle-vines rustle on the ground.

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