I was sitting at the kitchen table with my mother. We were going over our financial situation together.

“So, walk me through this again one more time.” Mom said. “From the beginning.”

I grumbled under my breath in annoyance, but started over, trying to explain it better.

“Okay, so we’re going to refinance the mortgage.” I said. “Interest rates are going down and they’re a lot lower than when we bought the house.”

My mother and I were very close. We had bought the house together two years ago after we mutually decided that living together would be a good idea for financial reasons. I was an only child, and Dad had passed away when I was quite young. Mom was starting to have difficulty making ends meet so I suggested that we buy a house together. Combining our incomes allowed us to qualify for a nicer house and share living expenses, and so far, it had worked out nicely.

“I understand that, but why do we have to pay $2,000?” She asked worriedly.

“Those are closing costs, Mom.” I said patiently. “They’ll be wrapped into the new principal amount of the loan.”

“But if we add it to the amount of – ” She started, but froze mid-sentence.

We exchanged a confused glance, both of us feeling a light breeze. We were inside; there shouldn’t be a breeze.

“Look!” I exclaimed, pointing at a floating blue orb that had appeared out of nowhere in the kitchen.

My mother stared at it in surprise, and I imagine my face bore a similar expression. Suddenly the orb expanded into a large vortex, and my mother and I jumped up out of our seats and moved to the other side of the kitchen as far away from it as possible. A strange form emerged from the vortex, and it took a few seconds for my brain to catch up to what was actually happening.

Standing in front of us was Discord! WTF? Like seriously…WTF?!

He laughed.

“If you could see the look on your faces!” He said, slapping his knee and laughing his ass off. “Priceless!”

I looked over at my mom, wondering if she was seeing the same thing I was. She looked completely shocked. Nope. I guess I’m not crazy.

My mother wasn’t a fan of the show, but she’d seen a few pony episodes with me. I had been a fan since the beginning, but never in a million years did I ever expect anything from a cartoon to manifest into reality. That just didn’t happen, did it?

I looked back over at Discord, who was still smiling widely.

“You’re not hallucinating.” He said. “I’m really here.”

It took me a few moments to find my voice, and I croaked a bit when I spoke.

“T-take us to Equestria!” I said.

“Now why would I do that?” He asked, the amusement evident in his voice. “I came here to cause a little chaos, not do you any favors.”

“But…aren’t you reformed?” I asked, confused by his actions.

“Of course.” He said, twirling his wrist. “I don’t cause chaos in Equestria anymore, but that doesn’t mean I can’t go into other realities and make them a little more interesting.”

I suddenly felt panic, wondering what Discord was going to do to Earth.

“We’ve got enough problems on Earth without you messing things up too, Discord.” I said, my eyes narrowing. “Go cause chaos somewhere else.”

“Oh ho ho, aren’t you a tough guy?” He said teasingly. “You think you can boss the lord of chaos around? You think he’s just going to do whatever you say? That’s not how it works, tough guy.”

I deflated at that. It was true. If Discord decided to mess up Earth, there wasn’t much I or anyone else could do about it.

Discord looked from my mother to myself and back again.

“It won’t be so bad.” He said, his voice cheery. “If you want, we can start by turning all the guns in the world into sex toys! Spread love, not war, I always say!”

I scoffed.

“Is that all you’ve got?” I asked. “How about ending world hunger or restoring the rain forest?”

I doubted he’d go for it, but it never hurt to ask, right?

“Oh, poo.” Discord said, flipping his claw at me. “That’s boring! But I suppose I could forgo messing with Earth if the two of you prove entertaining enough.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked.

Discord ignored me, a claw to his chin in thought. He suddenly looked at me, a mischievous smirk on his face.

“I’ve got it.” He said, snapping his claws.

I spun my head around in a panic, wondering what he’d done. My mother was gone and in her place was a small pink earth pony.

“Hey, what did you do with my mom?” I asked, panicked. “Where did she go?”

“Oh, she’s still here.” He said, laughing. “I just turned her into a pony.”

“You WHAT?!” I exclaimed, turning around and walking over to her.

She was lying on the floor, completely unresponsive.

“Mom!” I said, trying to shake her awake.

“I-Is she dead?” I asked, my voice panicked.

“I don’t kill ponies, or people, or whatever you call yourselves.” Discord said, deadpanning. “The transformation process causes unconsciousness, but she should wake up in a bit.”

“Turn her back, Discord!” I exclaimed angrily.

“Why?” He asked. “This will be entertaining, don’t you think?”

I shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me – to us! I had always fantasized about going to Equestria, but this was horrible. Of all the creatures of Equestria I fantasized about meeting, why did it have to be Discord?

“Please, Discord, turn her back.” I said, turning around and groveling before him. “I’ll do anything you say.”

He scoffed.

“Fine.” He said, holding his claw up.

I felt a huge sense of relief as I thought he was going to change her back, but he simply froze there, his claw poised to snap.

“In six months.” He said, smirking mischievously.

“DISCORD?!” I yelled angrily. “This isn’t funny!”

He laughed, spinning around and holding his stomach.

“I find it incredibly amusing!” He said.

Suddenly an alarm clock popped out of nowhere and started ringing.

“Oh, it’s tea time with Fluttershy!” He said cheerfully. “I have to get going now but I promise I’ll turn your mother back in six months…if I can remember.”

“WHAT?!” I exclaimed. “You’d better remember!”

“Hey, I’ve got 2,048 realities that I visit.” He said flippantly. “In the grand scheme of things, yours isn’t that important. But I’ll try my best to remember. Tata for now! See you in six months!”

“Wait, Discord!” I exclaimed, holding out my hand.

But in a flash, he was gone. I stood there dumbfounded for several moments before looking back at the little pink pony on the floor. She was still unconscious so I picked her up and brought her up the stairs to my bedroom. Her fur was really soft, and she was a lot heavier than she looked. As I laid her down on the bed, I noticed that her cutie mark was a red rose. It looked quite nice against the color of her coat. I smiled. My mother had always loved gardening, and roses in particular. It made sense that her cutie mark would be a rose.

As I looked down at the little pink pony in my bed, I suddenly felt a rock in the pit of my stomach. This was my mom, and she was a fucking pony now. And she was going to have to stay like this for six months – maybe even longer if Discord forgot about her! Why did this have to happen to me? Of all he millions of bronies out there, why did it have to be me?

I started pacing back and forth. Well, it really could have been worse. Discord could have screwed with all of humanity, but at least for now his focus was just on us. Still, mom being a pony was a big problem. What if the government found her? What would they do to her?

I spent the next few minutes worrying and pacing, trying to come to terms with what had happened. Discord was real, and that meant that Equestria was real too. The implications of this were staggering and it made me a little excited knowing that Equestria actually existed. But still, I did my best to focus on the problem at hand. Mom was a fucking pony. No matter how I looked at it, this wasn’t going to go well.

She groaned suddenly, which broke me out of the worried tangent I had been on. I kneeled down next to the bed, putting my head at eye level with her.

“Mom?” I said, putting my hand on her shoulder and shaking her a bit.

She opened her eyes slowly and looked around, a confused expression on her face.

“Anon, what happened?” She asked, the confusion evident in her voice.

She blinked a few times and moved her hoof, looking down at it in confusion.

“What happened to me?!” She exclaimed, trying to get up frantically.

She had no idea how to use her pony body, and she flailed around in a panic.

“Mom!” I exclaimed. “Calm down!”

“What is this?!” She exclaimed, holding up a hoof.

“Mom, you’re umm…you’re a pony now…” I said uncertainly.

“WHAT?!” She yelled. “This can NOT be happening! What the hell happened?!”

“Discord turned you into a pony.” I said, trying my best to explain it as quickly as I could. “I begged him to turn you back but he refused. He promised to turn you back in six months, but I don’t know if I believe him.”

“Oh, God…” She said, closing her eyes. “I feel sick.”

“Just don’t try to get up again.” I said. “You don’t know how to use your new body yet and I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

She started to move despite what I had just said, but I realized that she was just changing positions on the bed as she rolled over onto her back. I grabbed a pillow and put it under her head and she looked up at me.

“Is this seriously happening?” She asked, looking at me skeptically. “Are you sure I’m not dreaming or going crazy?”

“Uhhh…yeah mom, you’re a pony.” I said.

She turned her head to the side, looking away from me and staring at the wall. Her breathing was returning to normal as she started to come to terms with what had happened. I couldn’t help but stare at her body. This was the first and only time I’d ever seen a pony so I was naturally curious.

Eventually my eyes drifted lower and I quickly averted my gaze, doing my best to preserve her modesty. Despite my best efforts however, the view of her marehood had been seared into my memory. I had only seen it for a split second, but that was all it took. I had always been attracted to ponies, and even though she was my mother, she was still in a pony body.

I cleared my throat, the awkwardness of the situation causing me to blush in embarrassment. She looked up at me again and held up her front hooves.

“Help me up.” She said.

I reached down and picked her up and she wrapped her front hooves around my neck. I grabbed her by the flanks as I did my best to support her butt. She seemed even heavier this time.

“No, I-I want to stand and try to walk.” She stammered uncertainly.

I crouched down and put her on the ground as best I could. It was really awkward but I was eventually able to help her to her feet (hooves?). I did my best to keep her stable as she stood unsteadily, but she shooed me away with a hoof so I gave her some room to try and experiment with her new body. She took one step and fell forward. I reacted quickly and put my hands under her chest, preventing her from slamming her face into the floor. She gave me a grateful glance after I helped her steady herself and tried again, this time making it two steps before stumbling. I caught her again and she groaned.

“This sucks!” She exclaimed angrily.

I chuckled, which earned me a death stare from her.

“It’s just going to take some getting used to.” I said, smiling down at her.

She scowled but tried again, this time moving her back hoof along with her front hoof and getting a little further before stumbling again. Again, I caught her and again she tried to walk. It took quite a few tries but after about half an hour she was able to walk without stumbling, providing she was slow and careful.

“You’re doing great, mom.” I said, doing my best to encourage her.

She didn’t look too happy when she looked up at me, but she wasn’t scowling anymore either.

“It’s all about coordinating your back feet with your front feet.” She said.

“Hooves, mom.” I said, correcting her.

There was that scowl again.

“Don’t start.” She said. “This is all your fault you know.”

“MY fault?!” I exclaimed indignantly. “What did I do?”

“You just let him turn me into a pony and you didn’t make him turn me back!” She said angrily.

“Hey I tried, alright?” I said. “He refused.”

“Surely you could have convinced him to do something else to amuse himself.” She said.

“You’ve seen the show, haven’t you?” I asked. “No one is able to control Discord! He does whatever he wants!”

“Fluttersy can.” She said.

“Yeah well…I’m not Fluttershy.” I said.

“That much is obvious.” She said bitterly. “For one, you’re not a PONY!”

“Look, mom, I’m sorry, okay?” I said, kneeling down so that I was eye level with her. “I know this sucks, but what’s done is done. Now we have to figure out what to do about it.”

She groaned, leaning her head back in frustration.

“How am I going to do my job like this?” She groaned.

“You have to quit.” I said.

“What?!” She exclaimed. “I can’t quit! Do you know how long it took me to get into Johnson and Kettlemen? They’re the top law firm in the state!”

“I don’t know what to tell you, mom.” I said. “No one can see you like this.”

“But – ”

“No buts.” I said insistently. “Can you imagine what the government would do to you if they found a talking pony?”

She sputtered.

“So, what am I supposed to do?” She asked, the panic evident in her voice.

“You’re going to have to stay in the house and make sure no one sees you.” I said.

“What about the money?” She asked. “You don’t make enough to pay all the bills.”

“Well, we’re going to refinance so that should lower the mortgage, and I’ll have to take on a few more clients but we should be able to make it six months until Discord changes you back.” I said.

“And what if he doesn’t?” She asked worriedly.

“We just gotta hope that he does, mom.” I said, shrugging hopelessly. “If he doesn’t there’s not much we can do about it.”

She groaned again.

“I cannot believe this is happening.” She said.

I looked over at the clock.

“Look, mom, I’ve got to see a client in ten minutes here.” I said. “We’ve got to get you to your room.”

Our house was a very strange layout, with many different levels. Her bedroom was up a small flight of stairs (five in total). She walked over to the stairs and did her best to climb up them. She struggled a few times and I did the best to keep her steady as she hobbled up the stairs. I opened the door to her room for her and picked her up, planting her on the bed.

“Here, I’ll turn the TV on for you.” I said, grabbing the remote. “I shouldn’t be with this client for more than an hour or so, and then I’ll come check on you.”

She said nothing, her lips pursed as she avoided my gaze. I changed the channel to her favorite show and adjusted the volume to a comfortable level. She still said nothing so I left the room without saying anything else.

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I worked from home as a web designer. I met up with my new potential client and went over the sales pitch, but I made a lot of mistakes. My mind was occupied with thoughts of my mother, and I must have seemed incompetent to my new potential client because they decided not to use my services. I thanked them for considering me and they left. Normally I would be upset about losing a potential client like that, but I actually felt relieved when they left. I looked at the clock. It had been about an hour and now that they were gone, I could finally check on mom.

I made it up the stairs and opened her door, walking into her room. She raised her head from the bed and looked over at me, and I couldn’t help but feel a certain amount of giddiness as I stared at the pony in front of me. She was really cute, and it felt exciting to have a pony in the house, even if she was my mother.

“Hi, mom.” I said, greeting her happily. “How you doing?”

“O-okay…” She said uncertainly, averting her gaze.

“What is it, mom?” I asked in concern.

She averted her gaze and there was a long moment of silence between us before she spoke.

“I-I have to pee.” She said, blushing in embarrassment.

“Oh…” I said in realization. I hadn’t even thought about how she was going to deal with that problem.

“C-can you help me?” She asked uncertainly. “I don’t think I can balance on the toilet…”

I blushed myself, but tried to remain professional about it.

“Of course, mom.” I said, gesturing towards her bathroom. “Come on.”

She jumped off the bed, almost smashing her face into the ground when she landed. She walked slowly and carefully into the bathroom, still getting used to her hooves. I followed her in and did my best to help her get onto the toilet. There wasn’t enough room on the toilet seat for all four of her hooves, so I held her front legs as she sat down on the toilet seat and tried to do her business. I averted my gaze from her to try to give her as much privacy as possible, but after a few minutes she still hadn’t started.

“I-I’m sorry.” She said, a blush covering her face. “I don’t know if I can pee with you in here with me.”

I turned my head and looked down at her in sympathy.

“Mom, I don’t mind helping you, really.” I said gently. “Just relax and let it come. I’ll stay here with you for as long as you need me to.”

There was a grateful look in her eyes as she looked up at me, our eyes meeting for a few moments. I nodded once and smiled. Feeling better about the whole thing, she closed her eyes and put her cheek against my stomach, leaning into me. Seeing as she couldn’t see my face from that position, I continued looking down at her body as she tried to go. Eventually after a few more minutes I heard the telltale sound of water trickling and I realized that she was peeing. Despite how wrong it was, I started getting a little excited as I realized that I was watching at a mare as she was peeing. I couldn’t actually see her stream, but just the sound and the fact that I was holding a living, breathing pony while she was peeing was a bit of a turn on for me.

I silently prayed that she couldn’t feel the erection forming in my pants and I did everything I could think of to get it to go down.

This is your mother, you fucking sicko! I thought, mentally chastising myself. It doesn’t matter what body she’s in, she’s still your mother!

I knew for a fact that if I had been helping my mom pee while she was in her human form that I wouldn’t have found it arousing at all. Quite the opposite in fact. But when I looked down at the little pink mare, I didn’t see my mom.

Eventually the sounds of her peeing stopped. She pulled her head back from where it had been resting against my stomach and looked up at me.

“Can you give me some toilet paper?” She asked.

I took some toilet paper off the roll and gave it to her. She reached backward to wipe herself, but the toilet paper simply fell off her hoof and onto the floor.

“Here, mom.” I said, grabbing more toilet paper.

She went to grab the toilet paper I had in my hand, but I pulled it away.

“I’m going to wipe you.” I said.

Her eyes widened for a moment, but she eventually gave a quick nod. I lowered her front hooves to the floor and she stood on the toilet seat, her flank raised high in the air.

“Make sure you wipe front to back.” She said. “You don’t want to wipe poop into my vagina.”

I froze as she said the word vagina. It hadn’t dawned on me until just now that I was about to touch my mom’s vagina. There would be a layer of toilet paper between us of course, but still, the fact remained… I stood frozen, trying to overcome my anxiety as I came to terms with the situation I was in. I knew that if I didn’t move soon, my mother would wonder what I was doing.

Realizing I couldn’t put it off any longer, I steeled myself and put the toilet paper directly against her vagina. I moved my fingers a bit, trying to get the lips of her vulva to part and allow me access so I could wipe her properly. Her vaginal lips were surprisingly supple and they spread open easily, granting me access to a passage so forbidden that I found myself getting another erection.

I wiped her as quickly and efficiently as I could, not because I didn’t secretly want to spend more time back there but because I didn’t want her to get the wrong idea. My erection was straining painfully against my pants and I couldn’t resist the urge to feel her ponut as well. I slid the toilet paper up a bit, going from her vagina to her ponut and rubbing against it gently. My erection jumped in excitement as I felt it through the toilet paper. Pony ponuts had always fascinated me and I’d always wanted to fuck one. Not wanting to linger too long, I pulled my hand away and tossed the toilet paper into the toilet.

I closed my mouth as I realized that it had been hanging open in awe as I wiped her perfect mare parts. Thankfully she hadn’t been watching me, otherwise she might have seen how excited I was. Once I was done wiping her, she stepped off the toilet and turned around to flush.

“T-thank you…” She stammered, blushing profusely.

She walked over to the sink and started washing her hooves. I thought about pointing out the absurdity of washing her hooves when she hadn’t touched anything, but thought better of it. She left the bathroom without another word. I felt a little guilty that I had enjoyed that so much, but I couldn’t deny that I did.

After I had helped her back to bed, I had another client come by. This client had been quite a handful and I was with them for nearly four hours as they wanted to make a lot of little changes to their website. After they left, I went back up to mom’s room and opened the door. She was sleeping so I left the room and thought about what to do. It was dinner time and I didn’t feel like cooking so I ordered a pizza. Once the pizza came, I brought it up to her bedroom and opened the door.

“Hey, mom.” I said. “Are you hungry?”

She stirred, yawning and stretching as she sat up in bed.

“You got pizza?” She asked in surprise.

“Yeah.” I said. “I didn’t want to deal with cooking after the stressful day we’ve had.”

I sat the pizza box down on the bed and opened it. I took a slice for myself and watched my mom as she did her best to try and pick up a piece of pizza with her hooves. It was slightly amusing until the piece of pizza landed upside-down on the bed. I picked it up and threw it back in the box quickly. There was pizza sauce on the sheet now, so I went and grabbed a towel from across the hall and started cleaning it up as best I could.

“I-I’m sorry…” She said, looking down between her hooves in shame.

“Hey, mom, don’t worry about it.” I said reassuringly.

“How am I supposed to use these things?” She wailed, holding up a hoof and looking at it with contempt. “They’re useless!”

“You’re just going to have to learn.” I said sympathetically. “I’m sure you’ll get the hang of it just like you did with walking, but I know you’re hungry, so here.”

I held out a piece of pizza for her. She looked over the piece of pizza at me and scrunched her muzzle. She obviously felt indignant about the idea of being fed but after a few moments she reluctantly took a bite, closing her eyes as she did so. She made murmurs of contentment as she chewed, and I couldn’t help but smile at the super cute mare in front of me. After she swallowed, she opened her eyes and looked at me curiously.

“What?” She asked indignantly.

“You’re cute.” I said, chuckling.

She puffed her cheeks out in annoyance and averted her gaze, saying something under her breath.

“What was that?” I asked playfully. “I didn’t catch that.”

“I said it figures.” She said, looking back at me. “I’m stuck being a pony and you get a cute little mare to take care of. This must be your dream come true.”

I laughed.

“Well, it’s not exactly the way I pictured it, but yeah, I am kind of enjoying this.” I admitted.

She scowled at me and I chuckled again.

“Of course, I would have much rather just had a mare come from Equestria rather than have my mother turn into one, but I’m not going to complain.” I said. “You’re cute and I’m going to enjoy taking care of you.”

She glared at me angrily and I held up the piece of pizza to her as a peace offering. She stared at it for a few moments before reluctantly taking another bite.

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After our pizza I changed her sheets. After getting a fresh sheet onto her bed, I picked her up and laid her onto it. She tried to grab the remote to the TV with her hooves, but if fell onto the floor.

“Gosh darnit, these hooves!” She said angrily.

“Don’t worry about it.” I said, reaching down and picking up the remote.

“That’s easy for you to say!” She said. “You’ve still got your hands!”

“What channel do you want it on?” I asked.

She looked over at the clock and sighed.

“You can leave it on COXA, but in half an hour I need it to be on AAPS.” She said. “And then after another hour there probably won’t be anything good on AAPS so I’ll need it changed to OBA.”

“Geeze, mom, you’re hurting my head here.” I said, putting a hand to my head for emphasis. “Just tell me what channel you want it on.”

“That’s just it!” She exclaimed. “In the daytime I can just leave it on HGA because there’s something good every hour, but at night I need to be able to change channels. I can’t do that with these hooves. Would you mind sleeping with me tonight so you can change the channel?”

My breath caught in my throat at her suggestion. She had no idea how attracted I was to ponies, and now she was suggesting that I actually sleep with this cute little mare in front of me.

“I-I don’t know if that’s such a good idea…” I said hesitantly.

“Why not?” She asked innocently.

“Well I…” I said, trying to come up with an excuse as to why I didn’t want to sleep with her.

We didn’t make a habit of sleeping together, but we weren’t averse to it either. When we went on vacation, we got a single bed in the hotel, and we slept together on a blow-up bed when we were moving into the new house. But this was different. My mom was now a very cute little mare, and despite the fact that she was my mother I couldn’t help but be attracted to her.

“What if you kick me in your sleep or something?” I asked stupidly.

“Don’t be ridiculous.” She said, rolling her eyes. “Get in.”

I hesitated for a few moments as she got comfortable on the bed, leaving one side free for me. Not seeing any other option, I reluctantly started to get into bed with her.

“Aren’t you going to take your pants and shirt off?” She asked.

I froze, having completely forgotten, my mind otherwise occupied. I always just slept in my underwear, a fact that my mom was very much aware of. I sighed in defeat, stripping down to my underwear and getting into bed. The TV was on her side so I propped myself up on my elbow so I could see the TV.

“Change it to COXA.” She said, sliding over and pressing her back into my chest.

I changed the channel and did my best to ignore the feeling of her soft fur against my bare chest as I watched the show with her. We watched the show for about twenty minutes and I was almost able to forget that I was sleeping with this cute little mare. I knew it wasn’t a good idea, but her fur was so soft and her body was so warm! I just had to snuggle her. I brought my arm around her, spooning her against me.

She sighed contently as we laid together. I rested my hand on her belly, feeling as it expanded and contracted with her breathing. I never thought a pony would feel so warm…so alive. I felt the fur of her belly as I moved my hand slightly, and it sent a shiver down my spine. It also stimulated something else, and I cursed myself for letting things get out of hand. I wasn’t hard yet, but I knew I would be if I kept this up.

“Change the channel to AAPS now, would you?” She asked.

Thankfully her voice had brought me back to reality and I pulled my hand away from her belly, picking up the remote and changing the channel for her.

Unfortunately, I didn’t like this show and wasn’t able to get into it. The only thing I could think about was this amazingly soft and warm pony that was lying against me, and it took everything I had not to get an erection. Finally, the show ended and I changed it to OBA. It was an old-time channel with black and white movies – perfect to fall asleep to. Mom was already asleep. I smiled down at her as I saw how gentle she was breathing.

I rubbed my hand along her chest and belly, no longer worried about getting an erection now that she was asleep. I allowed the erection to come, enjoying the feel of her furry body against my chest and the feel of her fur against my hand as I did my best to fall asleep. It’s kind of hard to sleep when you’re excited, but it’s easier than trying to sleep when you’re nervous as all hell and trying to prevent an erection. I allowed my erection to go down on its own, just enjoying the soft warmth of the pony snuggled up against me. Eventually I fell asleep.

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The next morning, I had to help her pee again. I followed her into the bathroom and helped her onto the toilet, holding her front hooves just as before. It took a few moments for her to start, but she wasn’t as reluctant this time. I felt my penis harden in excitement as she started to pee. She didn’t press her cheek against my stomach this time and simply sat there, looking away from me in embarrassment as she peed. I couldn’t look away from her, and watched her embarrassed face as she relieved herself. There was no use trying to deny it – this was hot.

She stepped off the toilet this time and I grabbed some toilet paper, squatting behind her so I could wipe her. I was horny as all fuck and wanted to get a better look at her vagina, so I used two fingers to spread her open before wiping her. She looked back at me with a blush on her face, and I quickly tore my gaze from her mare bits, hoping she didn’t notice me staring.

She said nothing as I flushed the toilet and walked over to wash her hooves. After that we went down for breakfast. I grabbed the box of Frosted Flakes from the cupboard, knowing they were her favorite. She had taken a seat at the table. Just like with the toilet, she wasn’t able to fit all four hooves on the chair, so she put her front two hooves on the table as she waited for me to grab the cereal. I poured her a bowl and sat down to eat my own cereal, curious as to how she would approach the spoon.

I suppressed a chuckle as I watched her eye the spoon suspiciously, looking between it and her hooves like she was trying to solve a puzzle. She was somehow able to get a spoonful of cereal, but was unable to bring the spoon back towards her mouth. She ended up spilling it onto the table and floor. She tried again, this time getting the spoon about halfway to her mouth before it fell again.

She looked over at me, a pleading expression on her face.

“Will you feed me?” She asked, annoyed that she’d had to actually ask.

“You have to learn eventually, mom.” I said, taking a bite of my own cereal. “Don’t worry about the mess. I’ll clean it up after you’re done.”

She scoffed but tried again. This time she didn’t even get the spoon halfway to her mouth before it fell.

“I can’t do this!” She exclaimed, her frustration coming through clearly.

“Yes, you can.” I said. “Millions of Earth ponies do it every day.”

She shot me a glare and tried again. This time the spoon actually reached her lips before it flipped over and fell onto the floor.

“Damn it!” She yelled.

She tried again and again and again. Eventually she was able to get one spoonful into her mouth. Her bowl was nearly empty now, almost the entirety of its contents all over the table, floor, and her fur. I filled up her bowl again. This time she was able to successful take half a dozen bites, but most of the second bowl had made it onto the floor as well. I had long since finished, but I sat there, watching her.

“I’ve suffered more than enough.” She said, exasperated. “Can you feed me the rest?”

“Sure.” I said, taking a spoonful of cereal and holding it out for her.

She gratefully took the spoon into her mouth, closing her eyes and murmuring in contentment as she enjoyed the taste. I chuckled at how cute she was when she was eating. She opened her eyes and took another bite enthusiastically. When she noticed me staring at her, she glared at me and swallowed.

“You’d better not call me cute again.” She warned.

“But you are.” I said, smirking.

“I am not!” She said indignantly.

I reached out a finger and touched her nose, causing her to scrunch her muzzle and go cross-eyed.

“Boop.” I said, smiling widely.

She scoffed.

“Anon!” She admonished. “I’m still your mother and I won’t have you treat me like a little pony!”

“I’m not.” I said seriously.

“You are so!” She exclaimed in exasperation. “You call me cute and you just – ”

“If I were treating you like a little pony, I would be trying to get in your pants right now.” I said jokingly.

Her mouth dropped open in shock.

“...In a manner of speaking...” I said awkwardly, blushing in embarrassment. "I-I guess ponies don't wear pants.."

I wanted to face-hoof right then, but no number of face-hooves could fix what I just did. My mother had no idea I was into pony porn until now. Well, I guessed now was as good a time as any to drop the bombshell on her.

“You’re a clopper?” She asked, a shocked expression on her face.

My eyes widened.

“How do you know what a clopper is?” I asked in surprise.

“Shortly after I learned you were into My Little Pony, I looked up bronies and there was an article that talked about cloppers.” She admitted. “I thought the whole thing was weird, but to think that my own son lusts after ponies…”

“I’m sorry, mom.” I said. “I shouldn’t have told you.”

“No, it’s okay, it’s just…” She said, trialing off. “Anon…are you attracted to me?”

“You? No. But that pony body of yours is pretty sexy…” I admitted, blushing in embarrassment.

She blushed as well and averted her gaze.

There was a long moment of silence between us as she collected her thoughts. I thought she was going to ask me more questions about being attracted to ponies but it seemed she was done with that topic of conversation.

“Will you get me a towel?” She asked.

I got up and handed her a towel. She used it to try to get the milk out of her coat. Having cleaned herself the best she could with a towel, she got down off the chair and started walking away.

“I’m going to take a shower.” She said. “I trust you’ll clean up this mess?”

“I’ll take care of it, mom.” I assured her.

With that she left. For the next ten minutes I focused on cleaning up the mess. I had just finished when I heard mom calling from the shower. I ran up the stairs as fast as I could, worried that she’d hurt herself. I opened the door to her bathroom and found her standing in the shower, perfectly fine.

“What’s wrong?” I asked in concern.

“I-I can’t get the soap out of my fur.” She admitted. “These hooves are useless.”

The walk-in shower we had was quite large. I opened the door to go in there with her when she held up a hoof to stop me.

“Don’t come in wearing your clothes!” She exclaimed, exasperated.

“You want me to take my clothes off?” I asked incredulously.

She blushed and averted her gaze, and there were a few moments of silence between us as we thought about what to do. Eventually she spoke up.

“W-well I’m naked too…” She stammered nervously.

“Yeah but…” I said reluctantly.

She simply stared at me, raising an eyebrow.

“Fine…” I groaned, stripping my clothes off reluctantly. When I got down to my underwear and prepared to pull them down, I looked over at my mother to see if she was serious. She gave a single, quick nod and I pulled my underwear down, revealing everything to her. I felt myself blushing profusely. She tried not to stare but I noticed her glance out of the corner of her eye for a split second before averting her gaze again.

I got into the shower onto my hands and knees so I could easily reach her body. I grabbed the shower head, running it up and down her back as I rubbed her fur, trying my best to get the soap out. I could feel the well-toned muscles under her fur as I washed her. After that, I moved onto her legs, paying careful attention to each one, and spraying up into her pits to make sure they got washed out too. I took another pass through her neck and back before finally moving on to her flanks. She turned her flanks to me instinctively and I grabbed her by the cutie marks, rubbing her flanks amorously. It felt so hot to be holding a pony’s flanks like this, and it took everything I had to resist pulling her back onto my rapidly hardening erection.

Eventually the temptation was too great, and I found myself pulling her tail up and looking at her mare bits. She looked back at me when I pulled her tail. I raised my hand, making sure she could see it as I moved it slowly towards her marehood, giving her plenty opportunity to object as I got closer and closer to touching it. To my amazement she said nothing as I touched her flower, spreading it open with both thumbs and looking inside.

Her vagina looked so warm and wet inside. I took a moment to admire the view before sinking my index finger into of her slowly.

“Ah!” She cried out, lowering her head in pleasure.

“Are you alright, mom?” I asked in concern, my finger still buried in her depths.

“Yes…it’s just been a long time for me.” She said reassuringly. “Please…continue.”

I felt giddy with excitement as I got her verbal consent. Up until now I was working solely with body language, but now that she gave me permission to touch her, I was able to put all of my attention towards her mare bits. I pulled my finger out a bit before pushing it back in slowly. Her pussy pulled my finger inside with such ease. She was so tight! I worked my finger in and out of her, moving it around to see what her reaction would be.

I realized she was still looking back at me and I looked up at her face. Her blush intensified and she lowered her head a bit when our eyes met. Her pussy contracted around me, causing me to look back at my finger which I was moving in and out of her at a moderate pace. She seemed to have loosened up a bit so I added another finger, which caused her to grunt and turn her face forward. Adding the second finger had forced me to slow down, but it seemed to increase her pleasure if the sounds she was making were any indication.

I kept this up a bit, wondering if she would loosen up enough for me to add a third finger. After about thirty seconds of this, she moaned loudly, her body starting to shake. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers, forcing me to slow down to a stop. I watched her pussy in amazement as it spasmed around my fingers. She was fucking cumming. I was making my mom cum. I continued watching her in disbelief as she got off on my fingers. Eventually she stopped shaking and looked back at me, blushing profusely.

That was the hottest thing I’d ever done. I looked down at my fingers that were still buried inside of her, wondering how her tight pussy would feel around my dick. Unable to hold back any longer, I pulled my fingers out and used that same hand to press my erection against her pussy, pushing the head inside.

“Anon…no.” She said weakly. “We can’t have sex…”

“But…” I said, trailing off.

I was devastated. To have such a buildup only to have it taken away was brutal. I reluctantly pulled my hips back, the tip of my cock leaving the warm wetness of her vagina as I sat backwards. My mom looked at me in sympathy, knowing exactly what I was feeling.

“I’m sorry, honey.” She said, the sympathy evident in her voice. “I know you want to, but we just can’t!”

“I…I understand…” I said, unable to hide the disappointment from my voice.

I was still hard as a rock, and my mom looked down at my erection with sympathy.

“Stand up.” She said, motioning for me to rise with her hoof.

I complied without a second thought, standing up in the shower and looking down at my mom. Her face was at eye level with my erection, and she blushed as she realized that it was practically in her face.

“I-I’m not good enough with my hooves yet, but if you want to masturbate…” She said uncertainly, averting her gaze and blushing.

“Will you suck it?” I asked hopefully.

Her eyes widened briefly, but she didn’t look up at me.

“I-I can’t…” She said, her ears lowering.

I was disappointed, but I was also super worked up and eager to get any relief. I started masturbating furiously, looking down at the pony that was my mother lustfully as I jerked it rapidly. She continued averting her gaze as she waited for me to finish. I suddenly felt my release rapidly approaching but I didn’t have enough room in the shower to turn around. I opened my mouth to ask her to move so that I wouldn’t spunk on her.

“Mom…” I started, trailing off. I wasn’t able to complete the sentence before I felt the first spasm.

She looked up at me just as the first spurt left my cock and before either of us really knew what was happening, I was cumming all over her face. She “eeped” and held up a hoof, leaning backward to try and get away from my member as it continued erupting. My first instinct when I realized what was happening was to try and pull or turn away, but by the time I realized what was happening I was already cumming on her face.

Realizing there was no salvaging this situation, I continued unabated, pumping my member as I painted her face, neck, and chest with my cum. She even got some of it in her mane. Finally, my member started to calm down, dribbling cum as it continued to pump, desperately trying to empty my balls of everything they had. I groaned and leaned my head back, the pleasurable afterglow causing my head to feel fuzzy. When I looked back down at my mother, she was wearing a shocked expression on her face.

“I-I can’t believe you did that.” She stammered.

“I’m sorry.” I said. “I tried to warn you, but – ”

“I never even let your father do that to me.” She said, still in disbelief at what had happened.

I blushed as I realized I had just done something to her that she’d never even allowed Dad to do.

“Well you should have expected it when you told me I could masturbate!” I said indignantly.

“I was expecting you to cum down the drain, not in my mane!” She exclaimed.

We both looked at each other in surprise and laughed as we realized she had rhymed without even meaning to. It took a few moments, but our laughter eventually died down and I looked down at her, smirking.

“You know, you look really hot covered in my cum, mom.” I said.

“Just help me clean it out of my fur, will you?” She said, pushing me away playfully with her front hooves.

I chuckled as I kneeled down and started washing my cum out of her mane and fur. It was so fucking hot! To think that all of this cum had been in my balls just a few minutes earlier and now it was staining her fur was a real turn on. Despite how turned on I was by this, I worked diligently to clean her up. A few minutes later there was no evidence of what we’d done. I stood up and looked down at her, smiling.

“All good, mom.” I said.

“Are you sure?” She asked, looking over her body skeptically. “It’s really hard to get cum out of your hair if you don’t clean it off right away.”

I looked over her body once more as she turned around in a circle for me.

“Nope, looks good.” I said, nodding once for emphasis.

She turned to open the door to the shower and I shut off the water. I grabbed the towel and started to dry myself off. There was only one towel near the shower as she hadn’t been expecting me to join her, so she sat there and watched me as I dried myself off. I looked over at her as I finished drying myself and noticed that she was looking at my flaccid member. I suddenly felt self-conscious. After all, it was quite small when it wasn’t aroused.

I turned around and walked across the bathroom, grabbing another towel for her. I helped her dry herself. When she was sufficiently dry, I picked her up, feeling her soft fur against my bare skin as I walked out of the bathroom and back into her bedroom. Her front legs were wrapped around my neck. As I approached her bed, I lowered her onto it, laying her down onto her back. When she let go of my neck, I straightened my upper body. It took only a few moments for me to realize that my penis was touching her mare bits, and we both looked down between us as we felt each other’s parts rubbing against one another.

My hips had started moving on their own, instinctively grinding my penis against a vagina it knew was nearby. It didn’t help that she was at the perfect fucking height. I groaned as I used all my willpower to stop moving my hips, by body wanting nothing more than to sink into her tight little cunny and go to town. But I knew that Mom didn’t want that, so I stepped back a bit, putting a bit of distance between our parts. She blushed and rolled over away from me and onto her stomach, and I was worried that she felt disgusted about the whole thing. I really hoped I was wrong, but I couldn’t blame her if she felt disgusted about what had happened. She was my mother after all, regardless of what body she was in.

I opened my mouth to say something, but found that I couldn’t find the words. What was the appropriate thing to say after what we had just done with each other?

“Anon…we need to talk.” She said suddenly, her voice heavy.

I felt a knot in my stomach at those words, but I could do nothing but wait for the hammer to fall.

“O-okay…” I said uncertainly.

She turned around to face me, still lying on her stomach. There was another long silence between us as she tried to put together her thoughts.

“Do you know why I let you touch me?” She asked suddenly, looking up at me.

“Uhhh…no.” I said truthfully.

She averted her gaze in embarrassment.

“Nobody’s found me attractive in a long time.” She said, sighing deeply. “I’m 45 and past my prime and no man even looks at me anymore. It’s been so long since I got attention from a man, and it felt so good to see you lust after my body, even though it’s not really my body.”

“I see.” I said, my eyes widening in realization.

“But you’re my son, Anon.” She said, continuing where she left off. “I…I don’t think I can see past that.”

There was a moment of silence between us.

“That’s okay, mom.” I finally said, not wanting her to feel bad about it. “We’ll get through this.”

She looked at me in sympathy, cocking her head to the side.

“I know you’re attracted to me, Anon, but I’m still your mother.” She said. “It may not look like it when I’m in this body, but I am.”

“I know, mom.” I said dejectedly. “Like I said, it’s okay.”

She looked over to the clock worriedly.

“Don’t you have an appointment in like 5 minutes?” She asked.

I looked over at the clock as well. Sure as shit, I did.

“Fuck.” I said, groaning. “I’m sorry, mom, but I gotta go.”

“I’ll be here.” She said, rolling over onto her back on the bed.

It took everything I had not to stare at her mare bits as I grabbed the remote, turning on the TV for her. I made a quick exit afterwards, glad that I had an excuse to leave. Things were going to be a little awkward between us from now on…

After my client left, I stayed in my office afterwards, my head in my hands as I tried to come to terms with what had happened.

I sexed my fucking mom, that’s what happened! I thought, chastising myself.

There was no other way to put it – I had done something completely sexual with my mom. Sure, she was in a pony body now, but she was still my fucking mom. What kind of sicko am I?

She probably fucking hates me now. I thought. I’m a terrible son.

What kind of son lusts after his own mother? I needed a psychologist or something.

I took advantage of her. I thought, feeling sick to my stomach. She’s trying to deal with being in a whole new body and was probably feeling weak and vulnerable, so what do I do? I decide to finger her in the fucking shower. She’s got enough shit to deal with right now without having to worry about her own son trying to get in her pants.

Suddenly I heard a knock on my door. My office was located downstairs in a separate room. There were double doors leading into the room with glass windows from top to bottom so you could see through them. I looked over at the double doors and sure enough, my mom was standing there. I stood up and opened the door for her, allowing her to come inside.

“What’s wrong, Anon?” She asked, concern evident in her voice.

She must have seen me sitting there with my head in my hands.

“Nothing.” I said awkwardly. “Just finishing up some work.”

She looked at me skeptically.

“What’s wrong?” She said insistently.

Fuck. I was never able to lie to my mom. Why was I so cursed?

I got out of my chair and sat down on my knees in front of her.

“I-I’m sorry, mom.” I said, looking off to the side in shame. “I don’t know what came over me.”

She gave me a look of sympathy then leaned forward, wrapping her front legs around my neck and bringing me into a hug. I hugged her back, squeezing her against me as I buried my face in her neck. She nuzzled into me as well. We stayed like that for several moments before she pulled back, looking into my eyes, a loving expression on her face.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, Anon.” She said reassuringly.

“But – ”

She held up a hoof, silencing me.

“I let you do it.” She admitted, looking off to the side as she blushed. “If anything, I should be apologizing to you for leading you on like that.”

I looked at her in surprise.

“No, I loved it!” I said enthusiastically. “I understand why you wouldn’t let me go all the way, but I still enjoyed what we did.”

She looked at me in surprise and then smiled warmly.

“You’re a good son, Anon.” She said.

I pondered for a moment, wondering if I should ask her. I felt torn, but I had to ask her.

“Can we do it again, mom?” I asked hopefully.

She blushed, but to her credit she didn’t look away this time.

“I…” She said uncertainly, trailing off. “We’ll see.”

I smiled widely, happy that she didn’t feel taken advantage of and that she might be willing to do something like that again in the future.

“You hungry?” I asked.

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I wiped my mouth, having just finished a sandwich. We were sitting at the table again, and to her credit, mom was doing very well holding the sandwich in her hooves. She had even helped me make them. Opening the fridge was a little difficult for her, but it was at least possible and it gave me hope that eventually she would be able to do most tasks on her own.

“We should work on using your hooves more.” I suggested, looking over to her as she finished the rest of her sandwich.

“What do you suggest?” She asked curiously.

“I think you should do the laundry today.” I said.

“I-I don’t know if I can…” She said uncertainly, looking at her hooves doubtfully.

“I’ll help you.” I said reassuringly. “The more you use your hooves, the quicker you’ll get used to them.”

She sighed in defeat.

“Okay, I’ll try.” She said, looking down at the floor.

I looked at the clock.

“I don’t have any appointments for the next few hours.” I said. “You want to do it now?”

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Mom cursed as she dropped the laundry soap cap onto the floor, its contents spilling out in the process. I sat behind her just in case she needed help, observing her silently. The laundry room was rather small. It was located on the lowest floor of the house. There wasn’t a ton of room in there; just enough for the washing machine and dryer, and enough room for me to sit in a chair on the opposite side of them. Mom grabbed a towel and then squeezed between me and the washing machine in order to get at the liquid laundry soap that she’d spilt on the floor. She did her best to clean it up with her hoof, flipping the towel over to get a clean spot so she could clean it all up.

She grabbed the laundry soap and tried again, this time keeping the cap on the floor and holding the soap bottle with both hooves as she poured it into the cup. Once she had poured it, she used both hooves to try and lift it off the ground and set it on top of the washing machine. She stood up on her hind legs, sliding open the soap drawer and pouring it in carefully, her tail moving back and forth as she concentrated. I couldn’t help but stare at her flanks as they moved with her tail, and I felt a little excited at the show she was putting on. She adjusted the dials carefully and then hit the button. The machine roared to life, sputtering like it always did when you started it up cold. She put all four hooves back onto the floor again, turning around and smiling proudly.

“I did it!” She said excitedly.

“Great job, mom.” I said, smiling happily.

I held out my hand for a high-five. She paused for a second and then reached her hoof forward, touching my palm gingerly.

“I still can’t believe I’m a pony.” She said, studying her hoof and my hand.

“You are, mom, but at least you’re getting used to it.” I said.

“What’s next?” She asked.

“The clothes in the dryer should be done by now.” I pointed out, looking over at the machine.

She followed my gaze.

“Oh, of course!” She said excitedly, turning around and opening the dryer. It turned off and she stuck a hoof in, trying to make sure the clothes were actually dry. Seeing that they were, she pulled out a shirt and put it on top of the dryer. Then she stood up on her hind legs and started folding it. It was awkward for her, but eventually she got the hang of it.

Every time she went to grab something else from the dryer, she’d stick her head in, her flanks sticking out of the dryer as she moved her hips back and forth in her search for the next article of clothing. I couldn’t help but stare at them. I wanted nothing but to hold them in my hands again, feeling the firm but pliant flesh of her ass as I grabbed her by the cutie marks. She looked over her shoulder from inside the dryer at me and I averted my gaze quickly. I did notice a smirk make its way onto her muzzle, so I suspected that she had caught me looking, but she didn’t say anything. That didn’t stop me from eyeing her flanks again the next time she went in looking for more clothes.

We continued this little routine for each piece of clothing, and I was really enjoying staring at her ass. I wanted to hold it in my hands so bad, and a mischievous idea formed in my mind as to how I could do just that. When she went in to get the last piece of clothing I stood up, grabbing her by the flanks and pushing her forward. She yelped in surprise as I crammed her into the dryer, getting her tail out of the way and closing the door behind her.

“Hey!” She exclaimed, banging on the door with her hooves.

I opened the door and stuck my head down there, coming face-to-face with a flustered looking pony.

“Yes?” I asked innocently.

“That wasn’t nice!” She exclaimed, giggling as she stepped out of the dryer. I pulled back and gave her enough room to come out. She shook one of her rear hooves as she freed herself from the dryer.

“Sorry, mom.” I said, sighing as I sat back down in the chair. “I just had to feel those flanks of yours again.”

She sputtered, blushing in embarrassment.

“Well then next time just do that!” She said, exasperated. “You didn’t have to shove me into the dryer to feel my flanks!”

“Yeah I did.” I said, chuckling. “It was funny.”

She furrowed her brow and climbed up into my lap, wrapping her hooves around my neck. I instinctively grabbed her by her sides, feeling her warm, furry body as I slid my hands up and down her form experimentally. I felt my erection jump in excitement as I felt her body and she looked down in surprise as she felt it too. After a moment she looked back up at me, a blush on her face as she realized that she was sitting on it.

“A-am I hurting you?” She asked in concern. “Do you want me to move?”

I wrapped my arms around her form, pulling her closer to me in a hug as I buried my face in her mane, breathing in her scent.

“No, mom.” I said, nuzzling into her. “This is perfect.”

She laid her head on my shoulder as I continued hugging her. My erection jumped a few times and I loved the idea that she could feel it pressing against her as we hugged. Eventually she moved back, breaking the hug and looking into my eyes.

“So, what do you want to do now?” She asked.

“You, of course.” I said, smirking.

She looked surprised for a moment before furrowing her brow and slapping me on the arm with a hoof.

“I’m serious!” She said indignantly. “We’ve got about an hour before your next appointment.”

“Well, the bathroom could use a good cleaning.” I said.

“Okay, let’s do it.” Mom said, smiling warmly at me.

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That night I snuggled mom even more closely than before. I spooned her against my form, putting my arm between her front legs and pressing my hand against her chest as I hugged her against me. I also wrapped my leg around her, her flanks pressed against my crotch as I used my leg to hug her even closer to me. She seemed to enjoy it, sighing in contentment as she relaxed and watched the show. It didn’t take long for me to get an erection from our close contact.

“I’m sorry, mom.” I said, starting to move my leg so my erection wouldn’t be pressed against her anymore.

“Wait.” She said.

I froze.

“I don’t mind.” She said.

I was surprised at this, but put my leg back around her, pushing my erection against her again. It was kind of awkward spooning my mom when I had an erection, but kind of hot too. I murmured contently as I relaxed, watching the show with her. We watched the show for about twenty minutes when without even realizing it I started rubbing against her instinctively. It took a while before I realized that I was doing it, and I was surprised she hadn’t stopped me. Had she fallen asleep?

I moved a bit to look down on her. Her eyes were open and she was watching the TV. She didn’t turn her head to look at me, instead staring straight forward and pretending I wasn’t doing anything. It felt really good rubbing against her like that, and if she didn’t mind, I wasn’t about to stop. I continued, dry humping against her as I nuzzled my face into her neck and breathed in her scent, imagining that I was fucking her. It didn’t take long for me to go over the edge, pushing my erection against her as it pumped my load into my underwear. I knew she could feel every pump of my erection as I kept it pressed against her, which excited me greatly. Eventually I started to calm down, still nuzzled into her neck as I tried to recover. I blushed as I realized that I had been breathing pretty hard in excitement as I humped against her. After a few minutes my breathing had almost returned to normal. My face was still nuzzled into her neck and I was almost asleep when she spoke.

“Do you want to change your underwear?” She asked.

I couldn’t help but blush.

“O-okay…” I said reluctantly, pulling back and sliding out of bed. I glanced at her as I left her room to change my underwear, but her eyes remained locked on the TV.

I returned after changing my underwear, walking towards her bed uncertainly. She didn’t say anything as I got back into bed and spooned her against me again, nuzzling my face back into her neck and breathing in her scent once more. I sighed in contentment.

“Feel better now?” She asked.

“Yeah.” I said gratefully. “Thanks, mom.”

There were no more words spoken between us that night, but I slept like a baby

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The next day mom wanted to get some gardening in. I didn’t want her to leave the house, but it was safe to garden because our backyard had an 8-foot fence so no one could see us. We were pulling weeds at the moment, throwing them into a bucket. Mom had tried pulling them out with her hooves, but when that proved awkward, she decided to try using her mouth. She only ended up with a mouthful of dirt, and I couldn’t help but chuckle. Eventually though she got the hang of pulling weeds with her hooves. She was a fast learner, and I could see her getting better with her hooves every day.

We were done weeding about half of the garden when a voice scared the shit out of me.

“Anon?” The voice called.

I instantly recognized it as the voice of Tim, our neighbor. He hadn’t seen us as he was on the other side of the fence. I opened my mouth to say whatever it was going to take to get rid of him, but when I did, mom tackled me to the ground, covering my mouth with her hoof.

“Oof!” I grunted, landing on my back with my mother on top of me.

“You okay, Anon?” Tim asked, concern evident in his voice.

I looked at my mom disapprovingly and she reluctantly removed her hoof from my mouth.

“Yeah, just doing some gardening.” I said. “What’s up?”

“I’m leaving for the airport right now for a business trip and I just wanted to ask if you’ll watch my house while I’m away.” He said.

“Of course, Tim.” I said. “I’d be happy to.”

Suddenly I heard a honk.

“Oh, that’s the taxi right now!” Tim said excitedly. “Tell your mom hi from me!”

I heard him start to sprint away.

“Will do!” I called after him.

We laid there on the ground together while we listed to the sounds of Tim getting in the taxi and driving away. I could feely my mom’s warm breath on my ear, her head lying right next to mine as I brought my arms around her furry body, hugging her against me. She felt so wonderful in my arms, and I hated to break the moment but I found myself breathing a sigh of relief as the sounds of the taxi leaving reached my ears.

“That was close.” I said.

“Too close.” She agreed, raising her head and looking down at me, nodding in agreement.

I waited for her to get off me, but she just laid there, looking down at me.

“Are you going to move?” I asked.

“I don’t think so.” She said, smiling mischievously as she rubbed her body against my crotch. “You’re comfy.”

I felt my member respond instantly, hardening rapidly between us. I reached out and put my hands on her sides, sliding them down until they stopped on her flanks. I grabbed hold of her flanks and pushed my hips upward, pressing my erection against her. She looked down into my eyes as I started to hump against her and gave me a warm smile.

It still felt surreal that she was okay with me doing this. I used one of my hands to rub along her body, sliding up from her flanks and along her side and then back down again. Mom started moving too, rubbing against me enthusiastically as she looked down into my eyes. I tensed, leaning my head back against the grass as I went over the edge. She continued rubbing against me, helping to draw it out. Eventually my member stopped spurting and I started to calm down, looking up at her gratefully.

Wanting to return the favor, I moved my hands further down her flanks, searching for her treasure. She froze but I didn’t think much of it, eager to find her prize. As soon as I started to push a finger inside of her, she moved, clamoring over my body as she stood up. She looked down at me, a nervous expression on her face.

“Did I hurt you?” I asked in concern, standing up as well.

“N-no, but we shouldn’t do this out here.” She stammered, heading towards the door to the house.

I shrugged, following her inside and closing the door.

“I want to go down on you, mom.” I said.

She had still been walking away from me but she froze when I said that. She looked over her shoulder at me, a blush covering her face.

“I-I think we’ve done enough for now.” She said uncertainly. “Why don’t you go change your underwear?”

“Um…okay.” I said, moving past her to go up the stairs.

The next morning, we had decided to take a shower together. I followed her into the shower and we started to clean ourselves. I watched her out of the corner of my eye as she lathered the soap into her coat. I was hoping that she’d ask me to wash her so that I could feel up her body, but she didn’t. Eventually she turned away from me, her flanks pointed towards me.

“Can you help wash the soap out of my coat?” She asked.

I smirked, feeling a bit giddy as I grabbed the shower head and brought it down to her, rubbing her body with my hand as I rinsed her. I rubbed her flanks amorously, causing me to get an erection. After a few moments of this I gave her flank a squeeze, enjoying the feel of her soft flesh in my hands. I couldn’t take it anymore. I hung up the shower head and started masturbating, staring at her flanks with desire. She looked over her shoulder at me, smiling as she realized what I was doing. She pushed her hips backward, causing her flanks to rise and her back to dip a little as she presented herself to me.

Fuck, this was hot! I pumped my member furiously, eager for release. It came in no time and I found myself grunting as I stood over my mother, streaking her back with my seed. She moved her hips a little as I came down off my high, my member merely dribbling now. I looked down at my mothers back, which was covered with streaks of white. The sight excited me and I wanted more. I fell to my knees, pulling her tail back and pressing my tongue against her marehood.

She “eeped” in surprise, lowering her front half as the sensation overwhelmed her.

“Anon, stop!” She exclaimed frantically; a small moan torn from her lips.

I had only gotten a few licks in and I pulled back, looking at her questioningly.

“Please, Anon, just clean me up, will you?” She asked, a pleading look in her eyes.

I was confused but acquiesced, pumping more soap into my hand as I stood up and grabbed the shower head. She shivered as I cleaned her back and I looked at her in concern.

“What’s wrong, mom?” I asked.

“Nothing.” She said, a little too quickly.

I didn’t believe that, but I decided that the shower wasn’t the best place to hold a conversation. I finished cleaning her and turned off the water, grabbing the towels that were just outside the shower and starting to dry her off.

When we were both dry, I followed her back into her bedroom. I stood patiently as she got into the bed, looking over at her with a questioning expression on my face. She looked over at me and sighed in defeat.

“Look, Anon, I know you want to go down on me, but I’m not sure I’m comfortable with it.” She admitted, blushing and averting her gaze.

“Because I’m your son?” I asked.

She nodded.

“I’m okay with you being attracted to me when I’m in this form, but you’re still my son.” She said. “It feels wrong for me to get pleasure from you.”

“You did before.” I pointed out, referring to the other time in the shower.

“I-I remember.” She said, blushing. “Things went a little overboard, but I don’t want that happening again, alright?”

I sighed, suddenly feeling very depressed.

“So, we’re done then?” I asked sadly.

“No!” She exclaimed frantically as she realized I thought she was completely rejecting me.

I looked at her in surprise, waiting for her to elaborate.

“You can still masturbate to my body, but I don’t want you asking for anything more from me for now, okay?” She asked, the sympathy evident in her voice.

I perked up hearing this.

“A-alright, I promise.” I said, the excitement evident in my voice.

It wasn’t exactly what I wanted, but at least I could still get off from her. And she said ‘for now,’ which meant she might let us go further eventually.

She probably just needs some time to come to terms with this. I thought.

“Give me a hug.” She said, holding her hooves out towards me.

I smiled, walking over to the bed and bringing her into a warm hug.

“I love you, mom.” I said, closing my eyes as I enjoyed the feeling of her warm, furry body against me.

“I love you too, Anon.” She replied, patting me on the back.

I reach around her body to feel her back, rubbing my hand up and down as I felt the soft fur against my palm. My dick suddenly jumped in excitement as I realized that her back had been covered in my cum a few minutes ago. There was no evidence of it now, but I would have loved to look at her cum-streaked coat for longer. It was so hot seeing her covered in my seed, but she always had me wash it off right away. I sighed, pulling back from the hug and looking down at her.

“You’re really hot, mom.” I said, a smile making it onto my face.

“Thank you, honey.” She said sweetly.

“Wanna get some breakfast?” I asked.

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After breakfast we did some chores around the house. I was sitting on a small flight of stairs that went up to the landing, watching my mom as she vacuumed. My face was right at eye level with her flanks and I couldn’t help staring at them, my eyes locked on her tail as I waited for it to move to the side to reveal her treasure behind it. Her tail naturally moved with her body as she went about her vacuuming. I got a few glimpses of her marehood, but I really wanted more.

“Hey, mom!” I said loudly, yelling over the sound of the vacuum.

She looked over at me in surprise and turned off the vacuum so she could hear me, giving me an expectant look.

“Can you lift your tail?” I asked.

She rolled her eyes and started the vacuum again, continuing where she left off. I thought she would blow me off, but to my surprise, she lifted her tail, trying her best to avoid obstructing the view of her marehood. She continued vacuuming like nothing had changed, and I enjoyed a very good show as she swayed her hips back and forth as she vacuumed the floor.

Eventually the floor was spotless and she turned off the vacuum, turning back towards me.

“Okay, show’s over.” She said teasingly, a mirthful expression on her face.

“Encore?” I asked hopefully.

“Why don’t you just come over and look at it?” She asked, rolling her eyes.

“Because this is hotter.” I said, the desire evident in my voice.

She chuckled, shaking her head as she turned on the vacuum again. She continued the show, moving the vacuum over the already spotless floor as she swayed her hips, her tail raised in the air. It had been hot before, but to know that she was doing this just for show now made me giddy inside. I continued watching her, feeling my desires for her grow more intense with each passing moment.

God, I want to fuck her. I thought. Maybe someday…

Eventually she stopped and turned the vacuum off, turning back around to face me.

“Is that enough for you?” She asked playfully.

“For now.” I said.

“Good, because we’ve got more chores to do.”

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The next day was pretty uneventful. I saw a lot of clients, and I didn’t see mom very much that day. We did however sit down in the living room that night to watch a movie. It was some sort of romance flick. I didn’t know much about it, but mom had suggested it. After I started the movie, I sat down on the couch with her to watch it. It was pretty standard fare; nothing to write home about. About halfway through the movie, mom laid down, putting her front hooves in my lap and lying her head down on top of her hooves. A brief thought surfaced in my mind that she looked almost like a dog lying there like that, but I quickly shook the image from my head. She wasn’t a dog, and it was disrespectful to think of her like that.

Eventually the character’s relationship in the movie reached a crescendo and before I even knew what was happening, they were tearing their clothes off and fucking like animals. I looked down at my mom to see her reaction, but she acted like everything was normal so I looked forward and watched. I couldn’t help but get an erection. It wasn’t as intense as porn, but it was still highly arousing watching the characters we’d gotten to know just fuck like that.

Suddenly I felt her hoof on my erection through my pants, and I looked down at her in surprise. She was looking down at her newfound toy, rubbing against it with her hoof. It felt good, but it wasn’t anywhere near enough to get me off. She must have sensed this because she looked up at me after a while to gauge my reaction.

“Does this feel good?” She asked curiously, wondering if her hooves were up to the task.

“It’s kind of hard to feel it through my pants.” I admitted.

“Take it out.” She said simply.

My heart started beating faster as I realized she was actually going to touch it. This would be the first time she had actually touched me sexually. I unzipped my pants excitedly and pushed my erection through the hole in my underwear, allowing it to spring up. Mom stared at it for a moment before reaching out a hoof and touching it gingerly.

Her hoof felt good against my erection. It was a weird feeling. Her hoof felt hard yet soft at the same time, but it wasn’t her hoof that made me excited. I was excited that she was touching me, and I decided to voice my approval.

“That’s good, mom.” I said encouragingly.

She adjusted her tactics, pressing my erection against my abdomen and rubbing it up and down with her hoof. Now that felt good. I couldn’t keep my legs still, and I squirmed in my seat from the pleasure. When I started to squirm, she hesitated, thinking that she might be hurting me.

“Don’t stop, mom.” I begged.

She continued, her motions steady and consistent as she brought me closer and closer to the edge. Neither of us were paying attention to the movie anymore, each of us focusing on what was going on between us rather than what was on screen. I groaned as I was about to fall off a knife’s edge, and mom took this opportunity to pull her hoof away. I nearly cried out in protest, horrified that I had been brought so close only to have the pleasure taken away at the last second, but my cry of protest turned into a loud moan of pleasure as she enveloped the tip of my erection in her mouth, suckling on it gently.

“Oh…Mom!...ngh!” I said, grunting and squeezing my eyes shut as the pleasure overwhelmed me.

I could only sit there leaned back in pleasure as my member continued to shoot rope after rope of cum, coating her tongue with my seed as she sucked my tip expertly. The pleasure was overwhelming. I couldn’t believe my mom was letting me cum in her mouth. After what seemed like forever, my member stopped spurting and she pulled off of it, a trail of saliva between my erection and her lips. She licked her lips, causing the trail to break. All I could do was look down at her in disbelief at what she had just done. My member spasmed one more time, a pearl of cum collecting at the tip of my penis. She kissed my tip and then lapped it up, causing me to groan at the hot scene in front of me.

“Oh, mom…” I said weakly, trailing off. I was completely and totally spent – not just my member, but my body too. My muscles felt weak, and I couldn’t help but close my eyes as I enjoyed the afterglow. She nuzzled into my lap, nudging my rapidly shrinking member out of the way with her muzzle so she could lay her head down. I rested my head on her neck, my eyes still closed as I breathed deeply. I felt completely content as I began to lose consciousness, allowing the pleasure of the warm afterglow to take me into a restful sleep.

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The next morning, I awoke to the sun in my face from the nearby window. I was disoriented for a second, but the memories of the night before quickly came back. I looked over at my mom. She was beginning to stir, no doubt awakened by my movements. Our eyes met as she opened her eyes and I smiled.

“Good morning.” I said happily.

“Morning.” She replied, yawning.

It was then that I noticed that my member was still out. I had forgotten to cover myself back up after the incident and I quickly remedied that, putting my member away.

Mom groaned, cracking her neck as she moved her head around, trying her best to loosen up. I suppose the couch hadn’t been too comfy for her to sleep on in her pony form.

“Let’s take a shower.” She suggested, jumping off the couch and onto the floor.

I stood up, following her up the stairs silently.

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I stood back up as I finished rinsing the soap out of her coat, wondering what she was planning to do. So far, we had always done something sexual in the shower together, and I was expecting more of the same today. I already had an erection in anticipation. She turned around to face me, looking up at me and smiling mischievously. She rubbed her hoof along my leg, trailing upwards until she reached my erection. Then she wrapped her hoof around my length and started pumping me. I watched her, my mouth hanging open as my breath quickened.

“I want you to cum on me.” She said, continuing to pump my member. “On my face…and in my mane.”

That sounded good to me.

“Okay, mom.” I said, reaching out and cupping her cheek in my hand. She closed the eye on the same side as the cheek I was caressing as she leaned into my touch. It took another twenty seconds or so before I was ready to blow. My body became rigid and I groaned as I started unloading on her. She stopped pumping and used her hoof to move my erection around like a hose, making sure I covered her face and neck with my cum. I grunted softly with each spurt, enjoying the feeling of cumming on my mother.

When my member finally died down, I looked down at her. She was absolutely covered in cum. Her mane had splotches in it and there were streaks all over her face. She looked up at me and smiled.

“So, you ready to clean me up and get out of here?” She asked.

“Not yet.” I said excitedly. “Can I just…enjoy the view for a while?”

She blinked twice rapidly in surprise, then smiled warmly.

“Of course.” She said, sitting all prim and proper in the shower as she sat covered in my spunk.

I kneeled down so that our faces were eye level and looked over her cum-covered face, admiring my handiwork. I still couldn’t believe that mom was letting me do this stuff. I reached out and cupped her cheek again, rubbing my cum into her fur. I leaned forward slowly, my face coming closer and closer to her with each passing moment. Eventually when we were basically nose-to-nose, I hesitated for a moment as I gazed into her gentle eyes. She blushed slightly and that’s when I went for it, closing the distance between us in an instant as I kissed her. She didn’t reciprocate at first, surprised by my actions. After a few moments though, she wrapped her front hooves around my head, pulling me in closer. I followed her as she laid down on her back on the shower floor. The water was pouring directly onto my back, but I didn’t even feel it, all of my focus on my mother below. I moaned as I realized that I was humping against her, rubbing my erection along her inner thigh.

“I wanna fuck you so bad, mom.” I said, the neediness coming through in my voice. “I won’t ask you for it because I know you told me not to, but I just want you to know that I do.”

She looked up at me with sympathy in her eyes.

“I know, sweetie, but…” She said, averting her gaze and trailing off, a blush covering her face. “Not yet, okay?”

I grunted as I made an effort to get up, pulling her with me. As soon as she was back in a sitting position, I pushed my lips against hers once more, closing my eyes as I enveloped her lips in a passionate kiss.

“Anon…” She said, a small whimper escaping her muzzle as she pulled away, breaking the kiss.

“I love you, mom.” I said, my voice heavy with passion.

I stared into her eyes and she looked away quickly. Her face was still covered in my cum.

“I-I love you too, Anon.” She said stammered hesitantly.

She closed her eyes and shivered visibly.

“What’s wrong, mom?” I asked in concern.

“I-I don’t know if I can explain it.” She said, shaking her head.

“Try.” I said, looking at her intently.

“Well…us kissing and me taking pleasure in you is totally different than when you simply get off on my body.” She said. “It’s like there’s two relationships; one between you and the pony, and one between you and me. I’ve come to terms with the one between you and the pony, but you’re still my son, Anon. Us kissing or me getting physical pleasure is just…different.”

“What are you saying, mom?” I asked in concern. “Do you want to stop doing this?”

Her eyes widened in worry.

“No!” She exclaimed, blushing slightly. “I just…you’re going to have to give me more time, Anon. And I’m going to have to ask you not to push for more than I’m ready to give at the moment. Let me move us forward at my own pace, Anon. Please…”

“Mom.” I said, cupping her cheek in my hand. “I would never want to push you into something you’re not ready for. I’m sorry.”

She sighed heavily.

“No, I should have talked with you about this sooner, but I was hoping I would be more okay with it by now.” She said, rubbing her front leg with a hoof nervously.

“So what’s holding you back?” I asked. “Is the idea of being with your son really so wrong to you?”

“Anon…” She said uncertainly, trailing off. “I changed your diapers. I tucked you in at night and checked for monsters under your bed. Now I can’t help feeling like I’m the monster…”

I furrowed my brow seriously.

“Mom, you are NOT a monster!” I said indignantly. “I want this. I want this more than I’ve ever wanted anything in my life. If you were to give this to me, I would be happier than I can even put into words. Don’t feel bad about this, mom. I want it. I want you.”

“D-do you really mean that?” She asked.

“Mom, I was begging to fuck you on the floor a few minutes ago.” I said, deadpanning. “Weren’t you listening?”

“W-well yes!” She exclaimed, stammering in embarrassment. “It’s just that…”

“What?” I asked, encouraging her to continue.

“I-I feel guilty getting pleasure from this…” She admitted, looking away in shame. “From getting off on my own son…”

“Mom, there’s nothing wrong with letting yourself feel pleasure.” I said, bringing her into a tight hug. “I want you to feel good. I love you.”

She nuzzled into my neck as I continued to hold her against me, wrapping my arms even further around her back.

“I won’t ask you to let me do this because I don’t want you to feel like I’m pushing you, but I’ll be happy to go down on you any time you want.” I said. “All you have to do is ask.”

“I-I’ll consider it…” She said, pulling away from the hug and looking into my eyes.

Her face was still covered in cum, and I chuckled as I realized we had been having such a serious conversation while my spunk was staining her fur. I didn’t know why she was so reluctant considering all that we’d already done, but I respected her feelings. I reached forward and gave her a quick, chaste kiss.

“Let’s get you cleaned up.” I said gently.

The next day after lunch I was working on another client project. It was pretty complicated, and I had bought a script to help make it easier. Unfortunately, things weren’t working out like I’d hoped.

I pushed my chair back from my desk and angrily tapped the keyboard as the script made the server freeze again.

“Piece of fucking shit!” I yelled.

Mom had been finishing her lunch in the kitchen so I was surprised when I spun the chair around and found her standing at the door to my office.

“What’s wrong?” She asked in concern.

“Oh, it’s this stupid code I bought.” I said. “It just doesn’t fucking work. I’m going to have to write my own from scratch.”

I leaned back in my chair, rubbing my eyes with my hands.

“I just don’t have the motivation today.” I said, groaning in annoyance.

“Maybe I can motivate you.” She said, giggling.

She gestured towards the desk with her hoof.

“Start working.”

I looked at her kind of funny but did as she said, pushing my chair back in and staring at the code.

She sauntered over to me slowly, slipping underneath the desk. I couldn’t see her when she disappeared beneath the desk, but I could feel her presence. Suddenly I felt something between my legs, and my pant button came undone. I sat there frozen, wondering what she was going to do. I felt the zipper being unzipped slowly, and then her teeth on my underwear, trying to get my member to come out the hole. I hardened rapidly, making it impossible for her to get it to slide out.

I was pretty excited that mom was going to touch me again. I could feel her hooves on my erection as she tried to free it from the cloth prison. I knew that wasn’t going to work, so I slid my hand down and took it out myself. My erection sprung up, and I removed my hand, putting both hands up on the desk.

It felt weird sitting there with my dick out when I couldn’t see her. I imagined her staring at it lustfully, but in truth I didn’t know what she was doing. She didn’t do anything for a long time and I had to resist the temptation to look down at her.

Suddenly I felt her warm breath on my crotch, and I tensed in anticipation. Was she going to give me a blowjob?

Please be blowjob, please be blowjob! I thought excitedly.

I felt her nuzzle my erection. It wasn’t what I had been hoping for, but at least it wasn’t her hoof again. My heart sank as I felt her hoof on my shaft, but then I had to suppress a gasp as I felt her pull it downward so it was even with her face and lick it gingerly. I couldn’t help but let out a short, repressed moan.

“Mmmmm…” I said quietly, spreading my legs apart to give her more room.

She licked again, this time a longer one. I could actually feel her lips as she kissed the side of my shaft. It jumped excitedly from her kiss and she licked it again.

It felt good, but it was a little weird having her do this to me when I couldn’t see her. Then I thought of something. She was having a hard time because I’m her son, right? Well then maybe this was about her not having to look at me when she’s doing this. After all, grinding against me is one thing; sucking my dick is something else. Everything we’d done so far had been me masturbating to her. The time she used her hoof on me she was looking down at my erection the whole time. I imagine that us looking into each other’s eyes as she blows me might be awkward for her.

My erection jumped again at the thought. I couldn’t imagine anything hotter, but if she needed to do it this way then so be it. I wasn’t going to complain. I certainly didn’t want her feeling awkward about the whole thing.

I inhaled sharply as I felt her lips wrap around my tip. She flicked her tongue against it as it was enveloped in the warmth of her mouth. Then she sucked, pulling an inch inside before sliding back to just the tip again.

“Mmmmm…” I moaned again. I kept my mouth closed to suppress the sound as best as I could.

I was getting very impatient. This whole situation was really hot and it felt like torture when she pulled off my erection and licked it again.

“Mom…please…” I said desperately.

She must have heard the desperation in my voice because she immediately swallowed half of my length.

“Ngh!” I groaned, thrusting my hips forward slightly in a desperate attempt to envelop the rest of it in that warm wetness.

I was worried that I might have accidentally hurt her, but then I realized that I had only thrust forward maybe an inch. I felt her smile around my shaft and my member jumped in excitement. She pulled back the inch I had thrust forward before pushing forward, swallowing every inch.

“Ahhh!” I gasped, leaning my head back.

So far all I had gotten since that first day in the shower had been either my hand or her hoof, and it felt amazing to finally feel something warm and wet around my shaft. Then she started sucking, and all bets were off. I gripped the side of the table, doing my best to handle the intensity of the pleasure as she blew me. I had gotten blowjobs before, but never like this! Maybe it was because she was a pony or maybe she was just skilled. I felt a certain amount of jealousy as I thought of my mom blowing other guys, but I also liked the idea that she was skilled at blowjobs.

Fuck, mom is actually blowing me. I thought, feeling a little disbelief at what was happening.

I couldn’t see her under the table so I was left with nothing but my imagination. I couldn’t help but imagine her in her human body as she gave me a blowjob. This was the first time I had actually fantasized about her in her human form and I felt a knot in my stomach and a little bit of guilt. It felt wrong, but also felt so good. It was confusing.

This must be how she’s feeling. I realized. I look down at her and see a pony, but she still sees her son when she looks at me.

“Mommmmmmmm…” I moaned, feeling close to the edge.

It felt right to say her name as I imagined her in her human body.

I couldn’t hold on any longer. I was gripping the table so hard that my knuckles were turning white, but I gripped even harder as I went over the edge. I couldn’t help but buck my hips forward, moaning loudly as I fired my seed into her throat. Realizing what I wanted, she pushed my length as far down her throat as it would go, staying still and allowing my member to pump everything it had down her throat. I could feel her nose pressed against my crotch and her throat contract around my length each time she swallowed. I grunted with each spurt, closing my eyes as I enjoyed my release. Eventually my member started to down and I felt myself collapse onto the desk. I held myself up on my elbows, but my head sank low and my muscles gave out as I did my best to recover from the incredible experience.

I felt her pull off my member and could hear her breathing hard from beneath the desk. I imagine she would need a little time too. After a few moments I started to recover, and I looked over at my mom as she came out from under the desk. She reared up and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek.

“Feeling motivated now?” She asked, smiling mischievously.

“Fuck…” Was all I could say.

I cupped her cheek with my hand and moved forward to kiss her, but I stopped abruptly as I remembered how she felt about kissing. She was blushing lightly as we gazed into each other’s eyes. After a few moments she closed the distance between us, kissing my lips gently. I was surprised at first, but quickly pressed back, bringing my hand behind her head as if I thought she would escape as I closed my eyes. I found myself murmuring in contentment as we kissed and she pulled back slowly.

“Now, now, we don’t want to get too distracted, do we?” She asked playfully. “You’ve got work to do.”

I blinked twice in surprise, having totally forgotten about my work. She lowered herself back onto all four hooves again and jumped into the chair that my clients usually sat in. It was a large executive office chair, so all four of her hooves fit on it easily. The chair was the same model as the one I was sitting in, and it was always right next to mine so that clients could sit next to me while I showed them examples of websites or so that they could watch me as I made the modifications they requested. She sat there patiently and I stared at her, still in disbelief that she had just given me a blowjob. She pointed at the screen with a hoof and I reluctantly looked over at it and started working.

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Several weeks passed. Mom took care of me every day (sometimes multiple times a day!), but she still would never let me return the favor. She had only given me the one blowjob. I suspected that’s because she never got another opportunity to do it in a position where we couldn’t look at each other. Honestly, I was feeling a little worn out. Getting off one or two times a day, every single day for weeks on end was tiring. I wasn’t about to complain. It felt good, but I found that I didn’t cum as much or as quickly anymore.

I was feeling a little frustrated. Mom and I had gotten interrupted when she was right in the middle of hoofing me off. I had forgotten all about that appointment, and if she hadn’t noticed the time when she did, I would have been quite indisposed when they rang the doorbell. I had reluctantly gotten dressed and headed downstairs. It was ten minutes after when they were supposed to arrive that I received a phone call from them asking to reschedule. Now with my appointment rescheduled I eagerly went back upstairs. I couldn’t wait for mom to finish hoofing me off.

When I opened the door to her bedroom and looked inside, she wasn’t there. The sound of running water reached my ears, and I realized she must be in the bathroom. Her bathroom door was open so I poked my head in. She was washing her hooves in the sink.

“Hey, mom.” I said casually.

She “eeped” in surprise, turning around and getting water all over as she put her front hooves onto the floor.

“Anon, get out!” She exclaimed, blushing in embarrassment.

I looked at her in surprise.

“Why?” I asked curiously. “What are you doing?”

“It’s private!” She exclaimed, puffing her cheeks out in embarrassment.

“Seriously?” I asked incredulously. “After everything we’ve done together, what could possibly be so private to make you embarrassed like this?”

She sputtered.

“That’s not – just leave, okay?” She said, exasperated.

“Mom, if you need help with something then you need to ask me.” I said, taking a few steps into the bathroom.

A look of horror spread across her face as she realized that I was coming in. I soon realized why she was so embarrassed as I looked over and saw a blue dildo floating in the sink. I raised an eyebrow and she averted her gaze.

“I-I told you it’s private.” She said quietly.

Poor mom… I thought sadly. She’s having to take care of herself because she feels too guilty letting me take care of her.

I supposed it made sense. We had been doing this for weeks and she only got off one time in the beginning. I could only imagine how sexually frustrated she felt, always taking care of me and getting nothing in return.

I looked down at her in sympathy.

“Mom, it’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” I said reassuringly. “Everyone has needs. I assume you’re in the middle of cleaning it, right? Do you need any help?”

She looked up at me in surprise.

“W-well, I put it in the soapy water but then I forgot that I wasn’t really able to…rub it to get it clean like I usually do…” She said, looking away again. “Without hands I can’t clean it properly.”

I used my hand to lift her chin so she would look up at me.

“It’s okay, mom.” I said gently. “I’ll clean it.”

I walked over to the sink and pumped a few pumps of soap into my hand, rubbing it along the toy to get it clean. Mom watched me in disbelief as I cleaned her toy. I could tell that she was in disbelief about how casual I was being about the whole thing, but I couldn’t blame her for taking care of herself, especially after being blue balled (for lack of a better word) for all these weeks. Once I washed off and dried the toy, I handed it back to her. She grabbed it in her mouth and left the bathroom. I followed her back into her room and watched her put it away in a drawer. Once she closed the drawer she just stood there, looking down at it.

“To add insult to injury, I wasn’t even able to get off.” She said, the unhappiness evident in her voice.

“You weren’t?” I asked in surprise. “Why not?”

“I couldn’t really get a good grip on it with my hooves.” She said. “I managed to get it inside, but after that there wasn’t much I could do.”

A picture flashed in my mind of my poor mom lying on her back with the dildo stuck in her cunt and struggling to grip it with her hooves. It would have been funny if it wasn’t so sad.

“Do you want me to help you?” I asked.

She looked over at me and blushed profusely.

“N-no, I’m fine…” She said.

I could hear the desperation in her voice.

“Mom, I don’t mind, really.” I said. “Please, let me help you. You can’t keep going like this.”

When she looked up at me, I could actually see the neediness in her eyes. I smiled at her gently, doing my best to put her at ease.

“O-okay…” She said, sighing in defeat.

I was surprised when she agreed and felt giddy with excitement. She had given me so much, and I wanted nothing more than to make her feel good in return.

She grabbed the dildo in her mouth and held it out to me. I took it, feeling a shiver down my spine as she climbed into bed. I saw a bottle of lube in her drawer, but decided not to take it, hoping she would allow me to go down on her instead. I climbed into bed with her, sitting between her outstretched legs as she laid on her back. I took the dildo, bringing it to bear against her marehood. She tensed, taking in a sharp breath.

“Y-you can’t just put it in!” She exclaimed worriedly. “I’m not wet enough yet.”

I said nothing, bringing my head down between her legs and flicking my tongue against her clit as I kept the dildo pressed against her vulva.

“Ah!” She exclaimed at the unexpected pleasure.

“Anon, I…” She said, trailing off as I kissed her little bud.

I know she hadn’t explicitly agreed to this, but she had agreed to let me “help” her, so it was a grey area. If she asked me to stop I would do so without question, but I intended to make her feel so good that she wouldn’t want me to stop.

I pulled the toy back a bit, giving my tongue room to taste more of her marehood. The lips of her vulva yielded to my tongue, and I licked along the entire length of her flower in one single stroke. She squirmed beneath me as I worked on her, doing my best to bring her pleasure. I paid special attention to her clit, sucking on it gently. She made cute little noises as I continued, making sure not to neglect the rest of her flower. Feeling that she was wet enough, I pulled my mouth away and brought the toy back against her, the lips of her flower parting and granting a clear path towards the final destination. I looked up at her for any signs of disapproval before pushing the toy forward slowly.

I watched in awe as the toy disappeared inside of her, her pussy taking every inch diligently as I pressed onward. When it was about halfway in I looked up at her face. She was biting her lip and I suddenly felt concerned.

“Is this hurting you?” I asked worriedly, pausing my advance.

She looked at me in surprise.

“No!” She said, the impatience evident in her voice. “It just feels really good.”

I smiled and looked back down at the toy as I pushed it the rest of the way inside of her, the fake balls at the end of it preventing it from advancing any further. I pulled it out slowly and then pushed it back in, getting into a slow rhythm as I worked the toy in and out of her. I couldn’t help but wish her tight cunny was wrapped around my penis instead of this toy, but I realized that this was the next best thing as I watched it excitedly.

I suddenly got an idea and moved forward, crawling on top of her as I continued moving the toy. I adjusted my grip on the toy, wrapping my fingers around the fake balls so I wouldn’t lose my grip. I looked down at her, our eyes meeting as I moved the toy in and out of her. She looked up at me and opened her mouth a bit, her breathing starting to quicken as she gazed into my eyes. I felt my knuckles press against the lips of her flower each time I pushed the toy all the way inside of her. My fingers which were wrapped around the balls of the toy became the new base, and I couldn’t help but push the toy against her more enthusiastically with my fingers between her vulva and the base of the toy.

If the noises she was making during all this were any indication, she was just as excited as I was.

“Cum for me, mom.” I said softly, looking down into her eyes.

Her eyes widened as I said this.

“Come on.” I said gently. “It’s okay.”

She got a strange expression on her face that I couldn’t identify then threw her head back, her chest raising off the bed as she did just that. I watched my mom in fascination as she came. I kept the toy buried inside of her, and could feel wetness squirt around the toy. Her eyes were squeezed shut and she let out a loud moan, thrashing around the toy as she experienced her orgasm. Eventually she calmed back down and opened her eyes, looking up at me. I leaned down and brought my lips against hers and she didn’t hesitate to accept the kiss.

“I love you, mom.” I said as I pulled away, still gazing into her eyes.

Her chest was rising and falling rapidly as she was still coming down off her high. She gave me a tired looking smile and I pulled back, looking down at the toy that was still buried in her depths. I pulled the toy out slowly and was surprised at the amount of fluid that came out of her. She had really been worked up.

I was hard as a rock at that point. We were definitely going to have to take a shower after this, so I sat up on my knees and took my erection out of my pants, pumping it furiously to the scene in front of me. My mom was lying on her back beneath me, her pussy agape from the fucking it had just received. We continued to gaze into each other’s eyes as I masturbated furiously, and it didn’t take long for me to go over the edge.

My eyes rolled to the back of my head as the pleasure overwhelmed me. Rope after rope of warm cum shot from my member as I painted her chest and stomach with my seed. I did my best to continue staring into her eyes as I came. As my member died down, I smiled down at her. A light blush made it onto her face and she averted her gaze so it wouldn’t be too awkward. After all, staring at each other for too long would make us both uncomfortable, and neither of us wanted that.

I got off of the bed and stripped off my clothes. Mom simply looked over at me, still lying on her back and covered with my cum. Once I was naked, I knelt down on the bed and picked her up, pulling her against me in a warm embrace. I could feel my warm cum between us as her stomach pressed against mine. It had slickened her fur and I couldn’t help but find the situation hot. I didn’t say a word as I carried her into the bathroom to clean us up.

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After we got out of the shower, I noticed that she kept avoiding my gaze. I really enjoyed what we’d just done, but she seemed troubled by it. I suppose it made sense. After all, I had gone down on her without her explicit consent. She hadn’t asked me to stop, but I had kind of pushed her into it, which is exactly what I’d promised not to do. I felt guilty as I slid into bed with her. It had been almost dark outside when we had gotten in the shower, and it was pitch black outside now. I turned on the TV and spooned her against me. She simply looked forward, staring at the TV silently. Was she really upset? I desperately wanted her to say something – anything!

“I love you, mom.” I said.

“Love you too.” She said quickly.

I could tell there was no emotion in her words. She really was upset. I wanted desperately to talk to her – to somehow make the situation better.

Give her time. I thought. She has to come to terms with what happened.

I reluctantly remained silent, doing my best to fall asleep.

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The next morning, I resolved to talk to her about what we’d done. I still felt a little guilty about pushing her into it, and I didn’t want my mom to feel bad or guilty about taking pleasure in it. I had woken up before her and was propped up on one elbow, looking down on her as she slept. She looked so peaceful. Eventually she stirred, her eyes fluttering open. She yawned, moving her body as she started to stretch. It was then that she noticed me starting down at her, and she looked up at me in surprise. I smiled warmly.

“Morning, mom.” I said happily. “Sleep well?”

She blushed lightly but didn’t look away.

“Y-yeah…” She said truthfully.

I imagine that finally getting some relief had helped her sleep more restfully. She started to move but I put my hand on her shoulder to stop her.

“Mom, we need to talk.” I said.

She grunted in annoyance.

“No, it’s fine.” She said, starting to move again.

I tightened my grip on her shoulder, and she paused.

“Mom.” I said insistently.

She sighed in defeat and rolled over onto her back, looking up at me.

“What do you want to say?” She asked, furrowing her brow. “That it’s okay that I enjoyed myself? Okay, I admit it. I enjoyed it. That’s hardly the point.”

“Then what is the point?” I asked.

“When I look at you, I see my son.” She said. “Not a pony, not a lover, but my son! It’s different for you.”

“How so?” I asked.

“I’m a PONY!” She said, exasperated. “When you look at me, what do you see?”

I looked up and down her body as if taking in her appearance. Then I looked back at her face, gazing into her eyes.

“I see you, mom.” I said truthfully.

Her eyes softened at my words.

“I don’t care what body you’re in.” I said. “You’re my mom and I love you.”

I reached over and gave her a quick, chaste kiss on her lips. As I went to move away however, she closed the distance between us again and we were soon involved in a much longer, much more romantic kiss. I rolled over and crawled on top of her, allowing me easier access to her lips. I could feel my erection rubbing against her through my underwear, and she broke the kiss, looking down between us. She looked back up into my eyes and I understood. She hadn’t said anything, but the look in her eyes made it clear. She wanted it.

I expected myself to be much more excited at the prospect, but I found myself calm and collected as I freed my erection from its cloth prison. I certainly hadn’t expected this, but it felt right. I looked down between us and was surprised to see how wet she already was. I looked back up at her and she nodded in encouragement. I looked down one more time to line myself up and pushed forward gently.

I looked into her eyes as I slid inside of her. I couldn’t help but let out a moan as I slowly buried my member in her warm, wet cunny, the walls of her tight vagina adding the perfect amount of friction as I pressed my hips forward. I heard her moan too, both our mouths slightly agape from the intense sensation as my hips made contact with hers. I could feel my balls resting against her dock, the rest of me completely buried in her depths. I was literally balls deep in my mother, and I couldn’t help but stay there, enjoying the feeling of her around me. As I looked down into her eyes, I could tell she felt the same way, her mouth still slightly agape as she breathed through her mouth.

I reached down and brought us into a gentle kiss. It wasn’t a kiss full of excitement or passion, but simply one of love as we enjoyed the feeling of truly becoming one for the first time. Eventually the urge to move my hips was too great, and I took a short, shallow thrust. She gasped, breaking the kiss as the sensation overwhelmed her. I buried my face in her neck and continued, taking short, gentle thrusts as I made love to her.

The feeling of being inside her surpassed all my expectations, and I couldn’t help but let out short, pleasured moans as I enjoyed her body. The feeling along my shaft alone was enough to bring me to my knees in pleasure, but hearing the sounds she made as I made love to her and the feeling of her warm furry body against me made the experience absolutely mind-blowing. I wasn’t going to last long at this rate. Thankfully she went over the edge first, her body shaking as she experienced her orgasm. I wanted to wait until she recovered, but the excitement I felt as I realized that I had brought her to climax made me lose it, and I found myself releasing inside of her. We both came together, her vagina spasming around me as I came inside of her, giving her everything I had as her cunny greedily milked my cock. Eventually our orgasms subsided, both of us breathing heavily as we tried to recover.

“Oh, mom…” I moaned. I wanted to tell her how good that had felt, but I couldn’t get anything else out.

She wrapped her hooves around my back as we breathed together, trying our best to recover. Eventually I propped myself up, looking down into her eyes.

“Thank you, mom…” I said, the contentment evident in my voice.

She brought a hoof up and traced circles on my chest, looking down at my chest and avoiding my gaze.

“I’m sorry it took so long to get to this point.” She said, looking back up into my eyes.

“It was worth the wait.” I said, chuckling. “That was amazing.”

She giggled.

“Kiss me.” She said.

I reached down, bringing us into a loving kiss, my member still buried inside of her as we enjoyed the warm afterglow.

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Nearly six months passed, but they went by like lightning as far as I was concerned. After the first time we made love, we had sex every single day, and I made love to her like the dutiful son that I was. It wasn’t all slow and sensual though. We loved each other deeply, but sometimes we just fucked like animals, leaving all semblance of romance behind. It was usually when we decided to do anal, just like we were doing right now.

I pounded away at her ponut, both hands on her cutie marks as I prepared to let myself go. After a few more seconds of this, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I thrust forward, burying myself in her ponut as deeply as I could before erupting inside of her. She squeezed her eyes shut, pawing at the sheet as she came. I could feel her wetness against my sack and her pussy spasm around my non-existent cock as I unloaded into her ponut.

We both moaned in unison. I knelt forward, collapsing onto her back as I continued unloading inside of her. Don’t get me wrong - I loved her pussy, but her ponut felt amazing too. I had fucked both of them so many times in the past six months that it actually felt routine. After a few moments I pulled out of her, and she stumbled forward a bit before collapsing onto the bed. I laid down next to her, spooning her against me and kissing her neck lovingly.

It was at that moment that Discord appeared in a flash, surprising the hell out of both of us. All three of us stared at each other for a moment before Discord started laughing hysterically. Mom and I frantically pulled the blanket over us, trying to hide our shame. It was no use though. Discord had seen her gaping ponut with my cum leaking out of it and he’d seen my rapidly dwindling erection. There was no doubt as to what we’d done.

“DISCORD?!?!” My mother and I both yelled in unison.

He continued laughing, still unable to speak. After a few moments of this he finally got control of himself.

“THIS is why I like causing chaos!” He exclaimed, gesturing to the two of us. “You never know what will happen! Whoooo! I can’t wait to mess with the other humans in this world!”

He snapped his fingers and all of a sudden, my mom was returned to her human form. She sat up in bed quickly, and I couldn’t help but stare at her bare breasts as she scowled.

“Turn me back, Discord!” She exclaimed angrily.

We both looked at her in surprise. Her desire to be turned back into a pony surprised me so much that I was able to tear my gaze away from her perfect breasts and actually look at her face.

“You want to stay a pony?” Discord asked in surprise. “Why?”

“Yeah, why, mom?” I asked, confused as well.

She looked over at me, her eyes softening.

“I-I don’t want us to lose what we have together…” She said uncertainly.

“Mom, I’ll still love you whether you’re a pony or not.” I said reassuringly.

“Really?” She asked hopefully. “You promise?”

I looked down at her breasts, groping one gently.

“I can’t wait to play with these.” I said, smirking as I looked back up at her.

She blushed and looked over at Discord.

“Okay.” She said seriously. “I’ll stay human.”

Discord snapped his claw, and all of a sudden a condom appeared out of nowhere and floated over to us. We looked at each other and blushed. Now that she was human again, pregnancy was a real possibility.

“Be safe, you two!” He said, chuckling. “Oh, and I promise I won’t mess with people in this reality anymore. You two have provided enough entertainment to last me for a long, long, time. Tata!”

Before either of us could say anything to him, he disappeared. The moment he disappeared the condom stopped floating and fell onto the bed. We both stared at it for a moment, then glanced up at each other.

“Knowing Discord, he probably put a hole in it.” I said, rolling my eyes.

“I’ve got some more in the third drawer of my dresser.” She said, lidding her eyes halfway.

I’d never hurried to grab something so fast in my life.