Featherheart
Chapter 12: Home Yet Again
Previous Chapter“I take it back. Nothing lame about griffons at all!” Smolder said as she ran her hands along her new curves for the thousandth time. Her tight plunging v-neck t-shirt hugged against her form so tightly that Gaventa could see her thick nipples. Just like the jeans that were now painted onto her legs, hips and ass, she’d had to have them custom-ordered before they left Griffonstone.
“Told you,” Gaventa laughed. “Not so hopeless after all, huh?”
Gemma leaned against Smolder and nibbled at one of Smolder’s weak spots where her neck met her chin. Smolder shuddered in pleasure, instantly turned into a lightly panting mess.
“Nope… not at all.”
Smolder grabbed the suddenly squealing Gemma, planted her pregnant griffon ass on Smolder’s legs, then began to fiercely make out with her.
“Good thing we got a private car,” Gaventa muttered, blushing. It was a little weird. Before now, that scene would have made her want to get involved. But now, she was more than happy just to watch. Then again, that might be because of the small bowling ball she seemed to be smuggling under her shirt.
“Oh, my love?” Griswald whispered as he gently lifted her off her seat, then put her back down on his lap. She could already feel him starting to harden beneath her. “Why’s that? Don’t want anyone to see this?”
“Grizzy!” Gaventa cried, trying to bat away her mate while grinding her hips down. “You… really shouldn’t… we’re almost there…”
“Sorry, something about a pregnant griffon that tends to get me going…”
“You’re not sorry at all!”
“No, I’m not. And you don’t mind.”
She couldn’t deny that. Less than a minute later, her leggings and panties were around her knees, he was fully unzipped and she was impaled for the fifth time this morning. She cried out as his strong hands moved her up and down his massive shaft. A shaft that she’d spent two months falling in love with.
She’d never expected that having to leave Griffonstone would be hard, but Queen Giselle had asked them to return and act as ambassadors to Equestria. They couldn’t exactly say no, even if Gemma and Gaventa were getting along in their pregnancies. Aventa had taken credit for the speed of the development. She’d gotten a little out of claw during their time in the Northern Green Chamber, throwing around a few too many blessings, it seemed. Aventa had to remain bonded to her Idol, so with the Featherheart Championship over and them so far from Griffonstone, the Gaventa and Aventa were no longer quite as bonded. Though Aventa could still feel everything, so she didn’t mind.
And with the Sky Captain now properly mated to the living Avatar of Aventa, it only made sense that he would remain by her side as she continued her studies at the School of Friendship. While most chicks born of the Featherheart Championship were given to the Conclave of Education, there were plenty of parents who decided to keep them. Gaventa and Griswald had decided to be among them. Oddly enough, Smolder and Gemma had decided to keep theirs, too.
However, Gaventa and Smolder had asked their new mates for one concession. It had been… unusual, but they had agreed.
Griswald worked three more orgasms out of Gaventa’s overly-sensitive body before they pulled into the train station, while Smolder and Gemma had given one another only two each. It was only as the brakes were screeching that they managed to get their clothes back on and collect their things. By then, Gaventa’s colors—what Smolder loved to call her Golden Sex Idol form—had returned to their normal yellow, blue and white.
They managed two steps out of the train before they were suddenly under assault.
All of their professors had come out to see the new Gaventa, her round belly and her new mate, not to mention Smolder and her new griffon mate. Spike, in particular, seemed to get a kick out of Smolder’s embarrassment over Gemma. Massives hugs were given all around and while everypony made plans for dinner, Gaventa’s eyes landed on Sandbar. The cute earth pony stood a little way off to the side, looking confused and maybe a little hurt.
Gaventa squeezed Griswald’s hand. Her mate understood immediately and let her go.
“Sandbar?” Gaventa said cautiously. “You okay, slacker?”
Sandbar folded his arms, shooting her a glare. “I don’t know how I feel about you calling me that anymore. That was Gallus’s thing.”
“I’m still Gallus,” Gaventa said. “More or less.”
“Less, for the most part,” he said. “We were close. I don’t know you.”
Gaventa took Sandbar’s hand and placed it on her belly. Just then, the two griffon chicks inside of her decided to kick. He jumped, then a dumb, goofy smile played out over his lips.
“Then I’d like to get reacquainted,” Gaventa purred. “And I’ve been talking to Griswald about you. To my surprise, he’s completely bi. Just like us. You’d like him. A lot.”
Sandbar studied Gaventa’s eyes carefully. “I guess it really is you, isn’t it?”
“More or less,” Gaventa replied. “Come on, we’re going to all have dinner together while you all pump us for information.”
“And then?”
Gaventa stepped forward, just enough to press her bump against Sandbar, stroke him softly with a claw and whisper in his ear. “Then, we all go back to the Treehouse and get to know the new us all over again. I, for one, can’t wait to feel that cock of your in my pussy instead of my ass. And who knows? Maybe Griswald’s cock might end up available to claim you…”
Sandbar went crimson, but Gaventa could tell she’d gotten him.
“That… okay, maybe!”
“Great!”
“Now, which one is Griswald again?” Sandbar asked.
Gaventa pointed him out and Sandbar swallowed audibly.
“Okay, yeah, he can bend me over a table any day.”
“I know exactly what you mean.”
As they began to walk back toward the group, Dean Starlight Glimmer jogged up to the two of them, panting a little. “Sorry I’m late!”
“Don’t worry, you didn’t miss anything!” Gaventa replied.
Her eyes focused on the griffoness’s belly. “I’m not so sure about that.”
Gaventa laughed. “It’s okay. Everything is going to be okay.”
“So, accepting that invitation turned out to be a good thing?” Starlight asked nervously. “When I got your first letter saying what had happened, I was more than a little nervous. After all, I did sort of push you to go…”
Gaventa glanced over at her friends and lovers, then leaned over and gave Starlight a kiss on the cheek. She slapped a hand to the spot and stared at her.
“You made sure I was exactly where I needed to be,” Gaventa replied, placing a claw on her belly as her chicks kicked again. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
She smiled and nodded. And then, the two of them joined the rest of the celebrating friends. Gaventa rubbed her life-filled belly and watched as Griswald became totally overwhelmed by pony hospitality. She giggled. The Great Alliance might be all about treaties and politics. And Griffonstone might have a long way to go to become a place where anygriff could be happy. But right now, seeing ponies, griffons, a yak, a changeling, dragons, hippogriffs all together laughing and joking…
This was the life she had. And this was the life her chicks would be born into.
Gaventa smiled and whispered it again to herself.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”