This is the Pregnancy General, not stillborn and ready to be borne again. We've lately been building up a bundle of regular artists, storytellers, and others again; may this general get quicker and continue quickening.For files and other things we can't discuss in this thread, there's a fraternal twin thread over inside Pregchan, the premiere pregnancy imageboard:https://pregchan.com/f/res/16922.htmlThat thread is the fifth in a series, and here are the prior Pregchan threads, which have been archived here:https://web.archive.org/web/20211104233933/https://pregchan.com/f/res/100.htmlhttps://web.archive.org/web/20220611172822/https://pregchan.com/f/res/14888.htmlhttps://archive.ph/fJYNiThe fourth and latest thread's archived well in two places:https://archive.ph/TWHFNhttps://web.archive.org/web/20251011210802/https://pregchan.com/f/res/11488.htmlA torrent with archived threads can be made, if anyone wants it.Because of that drama with Pastebin, here are two archives of our greentexts:https://u.smutty.horse/lxqgizelhjx.ziphttps://u.smutty.horse/lzbpjsjvhjs.zipHere's a list of some artists and writers who use these threads:>SNSPonyhttps://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/38560749/#38668858>GFM_Lewdendorffhttps://ponepaste.org/user/GFM_Lewdendorff>Kassazhttps://www.fimfiction.net/user/464822/Kassaz>pinkSPlease put hyper pregnancy behind spoilers.Here's a question to stimulate activity while waiting for the birth:Would you do anything special while Eris is pregnant, to those of you who like her?Last Thread: >>43144834
They should add a rule against spamming dead generals.
>>43156198lol
>>43156218They should add a rule against posting fetish generals*FTFY
>>43156225You’re just suggesting they delete the board at that point.
>>43156225Based. Board quality would improve tenfold without fetish generals.
>>43156222Nice trips
Well, I managed roughly seven hundred words yesterday, so I'll see about reaching that again today.I'm splitting my writing between ponies and an overdue trade. Once I finish my half of the trade, I'll feel free to share some utterly delightful artwork of Queen Chrysalis with you, so nice it'll be the final piece of cover art I use for my first story with her.
>>43156490What a nice looking queen
>>43156490Which artist was this?
>>43156489thank you>>43156490lovely artwork
>>43156974Ja0822ck made that, and then this.
>>43157318Thank you
Don’t want to forget to bump again
>>43157756She looks happy now, and she'll be happy later, but a bit more tired too.
>>43158334Such a cutie
Alright, I'll have a new chapter in Queen Chrysalis' story tomorrow, alongside artwork I've been sitting on this entire time, and after that I'll move on to Fleur-de-lis'.
>>43158429That’ll be a fun read
>>43158334Love it
It sure doesn't feel like eleven years.
>>43159363Always cute
>9
>>43159034You aren’t wrong
>>43158429The new update was pretty good, I always you’ve certainly made me enjoy Chrysalis much more than I used to
Alright, here's the third chapter in "Tall Tales of the One True Queen and Her Many Children":https://www.fimfiction.net/story/582238/3/tall-tales-of-the-one-true-queen-and-her-many-children/alien-affectationsHere are booru links to the featureless and full version respectively:https://derpibooru.org/images/3796846https://twibooru.org/3748009https://ponybooru.org/images/4014340https://ponerpics.org/images/7477174https://derpibooru.org/images/3796857https://twibooru.org/3748017https://ponybooru.org/images/4014341https://ponerpics.org/images/7477183Here's the story:Alien AffectationsQueen Chrysalis took a deep breath and enjoyed how her lungs found room to fill completely; she closed her eyes in satisfaction as she exhaled. She furthermore enjoyed the ability to walk freely throughout the hive with a smaller pregnancy hanging from her rather than the inverse. The uniform tunnel stretched before her into pure blackness reminiscent of her onyx exterior; her width nearly occupied the entire tunnel, while her horn occasionally scraped the top. She frowned at that—it had been more than tall enough, before the material resettled more than expected—but refused to lower her head. She smirked just a little as her children walking in the opposite direction were squeezed into the walls by her wide side—which formed around them rather smoothly except for the smaller bodies stuck inside and between—and at those who weren’t by choosing instead to crawl along the walls when they could, all silently. The hive was deadly silent, as it should be, which made it all the easier for her long ears to hear a pony starting to cry.She smiled. The chamber containing him was open, and she had been regally waddling that way already. She peeked inside with her long neck, only her grinning head with glowing wide eyes and dripping fangs visible to him. Her appearance was made for fear, she’d elongated and sharpened her fangs just then for the purpose, but his back was turned to her and she frowned; her eyes dimmed and her features softened as the magic faded. She chose instead to observe him for a few minutes, eyes blinking in sequence rather than together. He was babbling, as ponies always did in the hive, using foreign words, some of which she recognized.“My family... I’m never going to see my family again.” He was whispering to himself, and his words were regularly interrupted by stronger gasps, as if he were struggling to breathe. She heard other words, such as “friend” and “home,” but none that particularly interested her, like “sex” and “love.” It occurred to her that she knew what these words meant, the hive had an Equestrian dictionary, but they held little value to her. The queen had no need for friends, and “family” was *redundant*.
A changeling foal peeked over the stallion’s side and stared into her eyes, unblinking until yawning and returning to sleep, or feeding—the queen couldn’t tell which. The foal seemed to be healthy, carving the grin back into her face. Words were such useless things to her; it delighted her well beyond words to see the stallion caring for her son—his too, not that he mattered. Her breathing was shallow and quiet, but it stopped completely to better hear what he did next.She watched him bring the foal closer to his face, and he shuddered again before whispering to him. “I-I guess you’re my only family now.” Queen Chrysalis’ grin grew even wider, revealing clearly every tooth in her mouth. She nearly wanted to say something, to congratulate them on their strong bond, but knew she shouldn’t. Regardless, the entrance to the chamber holding them was too narrow for her to fit, and she wouldn’t waste magic on something so meaningless. He would walk to her when she wanted him, which would be some time later.She continued walking through the tunnel, which eventually featured a hard turn. Many tunnels in the hive were circuits, lacking a beginning and ending, but not all of them. The crying of the stallion kept repeating in her head, keeping a satisfied smile on her face. It occurred to the queen that she would more effectively infiltrate equine society if she better mimicked their queer behaviour, and that she should make an effort to practice. She turned her head to look at one of her children squirming inside her womb; they would not suffice for this. That decided, she walked through the illusory bend to put herself in a terminal route. Some walls in the hive were truly doors, some slid aside as packed rock, and the most important were other changelings, but the wall through which her head slid first was purely light bent by magic. Captured ponies so rarely tried to explore the hive and were easily beaten when caught; it wasn’t worth wasting magic on a true barrier when a changeling escort worked well enough to keep anypony unaware and outside.
Her long forelegs stepped through next along with the front of her thorax, and she looked back again as her middle was stuck in the passageway. Her forelegs twisted and bent to grab the sides of the tunnel; spit flew from between her gritted fangs to splatter on the floor; and she soon enough even had her hindlegs lifted to hold the sides of the outer tunnel instinctually, though she knew that but weakened her position. Many moments of struggle passed, she held herself still to listen. Her motherly form inconvenienced her, but instinct too reminded her that she was above struggling alone. She heard one of her children walking towards her; certain was she that he wouldn’t pass by his queen burdened and stuck, that had *never* happened, but better to give him no chance for it to cross his mind. She waited, and one of her hindlegs twisted further to drape over his back and drag him underneath her. She let that hindleg return to the ground while the other stayed stuck in the wall, and waited with a satisfied smile.Said smile soured a little as she felt him clumsily pushing her belly, accomplishing nothing but surrounding himself with her body. His hooves soon enough found her rear to push, it felt like he may have been particularly short, but she cared not to twist her head and peek through the magic veil to see. He may have been particularly stupid also, as she felt him add his head to the pushing without much thought to where his horn was poking. She started to sneer looking back, but then she budged. Her askew hindleg became wedged between her gut and the passageway, and she used it as a lever. She didn’t look back at her child when she made it through the passageway.The tunnel expanded into a large room with crystalline light stabbed into the ceiling. Jagged rocks filled with holes shot out from the floor. She looked at the shadows in every direction, to see eyes made in her image, made in her body, looking back at her; she focussed on none of them, only on the center of the room: A recent brood lay on the floor by itself. The foals before her were larger than those inside—larger than her head, but not by much—and much smaller than their grown siblings overseeing them. They were too young to do anything useful, she thought, but now she would see.Many of them slept, but those fewer bothering each other turned towards her as she lumbered closer. The queen decided it would be easier to sit than to stand—there were plenty of her grown children nearby to help her rise—and found a smoother rock that would support her weight. She nearly dropped her rear to the floor without looking, but swept her magic back-and-forth at her hindhooves, knocking a few of her children out of the way, and grabbing one who refused to be moved. She brought the child before her face; they stared at each other, she amused at his total ignorance to his near-death underneath her.
She locked her hindlegs, not that they could bend forward much with her unborn brood in the way, and slowly tilted herself backwards. Her forelegs left the floor first, then her gut as it slid along the ground; slowly she lifted, and quickly she fell, with a loud boom echoing throughout the room. Momentum left her sprawled and her withers collided with the rock, leaving her sitting somewhat upright; she grunted not from that but the many moments of feeling her womb’s contents shift and settle. The foal held in her magical grasp had been still and silent while keeping roughly the same distance from her head throughout her movement. They locked eyes again, and she let her hold around him dissipate. He landed buttfirst on her giant womb—she had dropped him without concern for his siblings underneath, who could only close their eyes if they even anticipated it—and the waters of her womb made waves carrying him up-and-down many times before she was mostly still once again.She saw in her peripheral vision more of the foals taking notice of her—some newly awoken, others leaving their places chewing new holes and edges into the jagged rocks to crawl towards her. She locked eyes with the foal sitting on her again, who stared back in turn with his hoof in his mouth—an instinct the queen had never found sensible, for she never breastfed her children, beyond infiltration through replacement of foal with foal, rare nowadays. She practiced a few loving phrases on the foal, telling him she could just eat him up—a confusing lie, since he was far too big to swallow—and making other noises she knew mares to make towards their foals. The foal removed his hoof and smiled before reaching out to touch her nose with it. She smiled back.Another foal walked to her side before sitting down and tilting his head in confusion at the cramped little faces staring back. Along with the faces he saw a mass of every other body part jutted up against every other. Closest was a foal curled up on the outer layer, and he put his hoof over him before pressing in deeply, enough to make him rock back-and-forth. He noticed the foals like him but inside her belly were smaller, with his hoof so close to them, increasing his interest. The little bodies inside squirmed against each other, but he noticed they didn’t move away from his like his other siblings sometimes did, so he figured they too wanted to play. The unborn got reprieve when he tilted his head so much in trying to match the upside-down heads looking back in impotent anger that he fell over himself and rolled onto his back, which had him matching a foal whose upside-down head was visible and every other part of his body indistinguishable from the other bodies surrounding him.
A third foal approached her head, and she took attention away from the one on her to look at him. She was aware ponies would sit down and raise their forelegs at their parents, wordlessly asking to be lifted; she was glad to see her child take a more active approach, rearing and trying to scale her body to sit with the other now also looking at him. She set her forehoof between his legs and pushed him up. She watched the two watch each other, and felt their attention shift downwards at a leg trying and failing to shove them off its owner. Now their attention was solely towards their siblings and they had no issues poking back in curiosity.She nearly forgot her purpose on her back in the room. She gently grabbed the first foal’s head and brought it close enough for her to nuzzle. She decided she was very good at caring for others, and would consider a caretaker’s role if she were to infiltrate the ponies’ society again.The queen could feel the jealous seething of the many grown eyes watching her shower love on the younger now surrounding her. They would help her stand later, and she would perhaps share some affection during. She smiled at the beauty of the situation: A mass of her changelings watched her, with a swarm of those younger on and against her, themselves giving her their full attention directly or at the brood within her. A swarm of changelings watched a swarm of changelings watched a swarm of changelings, and she was in the center of every swarm, as it should be.
>>43160504This is neat
>8
>>43160504It’s nice to see Caramel is still around
>>43160504very good story
I'm glad you guys liked it.Man, I really like Badumsquish's multiple series with Fluttershy as a horny beast fucker who keeps ending up pregnant.
>>43161779Those are pretty good
>>43161779Slimey
Yeah, Flutterbelly rocks.>>43161135I never said that was Caramel. ^:)
>>43162876Fair, just seems like it was how he got left.
>>43162978No, it's a valid reading, and intentional, I'm just messing with you. I'm glad you guys like my stories.
>>43162980I’d figured
>>43162876What a cute watermelon
>>43164145I miss this guys art
>>43163800I get the feeling she’s hardly stuck and just wants someone to touch her belly
>>43162980Very cute
>>43165239Love it
I'm struggling to write my personal stories every day. I may cut my break this month short and just try to interleave the commissions with the personal instead, kek.
>>43165239very hot mare
>>43165873F that’s what you’ve gotta do, but I hope you can at least enjoy your break
>>43166871I'm having a pretty good session with Fleur-de-lis today, and she'll be starting a pretty good session soon, so we'll see. I'm only planning to cut it short by a week or two based on how things go.
Aryanne's lines are in Pregchan now, to let you know. They got done just now. I love the motion blur he added to her behind too.
>>43167549Looks good
>>43167313That is gonna be a fun one for sure
>>43161779This is really hot, especially with the subtle steam pouring out of her rear.
>>43168070Oh wow
>>43168412Yeah, it's a shame Badumsquish seems to only really draw slimes' birth and similar things, but he does what he does so well.
>>43168207Still probably my favorite Fluttershy
This just got finished on stream. Some guy in the draw thread wanted a version of one piece I asked of Cold Blooded Twilight, but with Fluttershy instead of Rarity.
>>43169842Not the guy who was asking for it, but I did second him a lot so this was a nice surprise.
>>43169842Adorable
>>43168070I definitely prefer this pic to the rear view
>>43170891Yeah, that view of both her cutie marks is very nice. It'd be cool if Badumsquish would draw birth of non-gelatinous babies too.
>>43170987Would certainly be interesting
I'm struggling with my Flashfic, so I'll let you recommend ponies to use. The prompt is "Dead Tired" this month.
>>43172368I’ll recommend AJ, though I think Pinkie could also work well since we don’t really see her like that often.
>>43172235She looks so distressed
>>43167378Do any of you guys know which green this Anon is talking about?
>>43173138It sounds familiar
>>43173138Sorry, I don't believe I've read that one, so I can't help either.
>>43173138It might be a scene in GFM’s AJ story, but I can’t be sure
Just a quick bump before I forget
Give me a bit and I'll share something new with you.
>>43175103Cool
>>43174905I love hyper maternity mode Applejack.
>>43175509She’s perfect for it
Thoughts on the less glamorous early stages of pregnancy? You are going to hold your nauseous, mom-to-be's mane back, right?
>>43175971Of course, though I have to imagine Draconequus morning sickness is probably some of the worst shit imaginable
Off 9
>>43176542Good save cuz I totally forgot
Quick boost
>>43175103Right, here's that, spoilered because it's more hyper pregnant Queen Chrysalis. I asked Wildegems to make this last month, and I plan to write about it, but she's public now. I'll ask him to finish her up once I've got the story done. As for what's going on, I guess only I know currently.>>43175971>You are going to hold your nauseous, mom-to-be's mane back, right?Of course, anything for her. I love to imagine us just sitting there, much like this piece: >>43169842No sex needed, just a man holding his mare snuggling her man, and maybe some belly rubs too if she's in the mood.
Oh, I forgot to mention something.>>43172375I think I'll go with Pinkie Pie this month. I've been having horrible writers' block lately, but we'll see if I can get that done today.
>>43177235Sounds great
Captcha and posting is so slow now what the hell happened?
>>43177559Maintenance happened, apparently. It's slow for me too, about thirty seconds like everyone else is reporting.
>>43177816Well hopefully it’s back to normal eventually
>>43176542May all our waifus be as fertile as Apple Leaves.
>>43178208Posting seems absolutely fucked now
Testing
I managed to write again, just my Flashfic entry for this month, but it's something:https://www.fimfiction.net/story/526921/32/short-stories-with-pregnant-ponies/dead-tiredPinkie Pie’s eyes cracked open. She lay in bed, her friends sleeping around her. It had been a girls-only sleepover party last night, and Pinkie started looking at her friends’ faces. “I wonder who fell asleep first.”She was confused at why none of them wore doodles. She yawned, scratching her moustache. Pinkie realized she couldn’t see Fluttershy, and twisted herself to look back.There was nothing on Fluttershy’s smiling, sleeping face either. Pinkie also couldn’t remember who fell asleep first, a first for her.Pinkie’s pastern rubbed drool from her cheek, smearing Rainbow Dash’s cutie mark written in marker. She uncovered herself when stretching, and gasped.Her belly was covered in crude little drawings and words calling it *cake storage*, among other things.“Hah, it figures they pranked the only *boy* at the party.” She jiggled herself and giggled, returning to sleep like the moon between her eyes indicated.
>>43178778It’s a cute one for sure
It’s really weird posting is so fucked now cuz it was working fine for a bit last night.
>>43177816I like how shocked Pinkie looks here
>>43178797I'd run a tank down her street.>paternity leaveGo easy on her, English isn't her first language, but then go hard on her, kek.
>>43179667One more test
>>43179667Temu mare is cute
>>43178208That’s a busy mare
I remember asking Patch for this. Does anyone else remember this old piece?
>>43180493I’ve definitely seen it before
>>43180493She’s just trying to be safe
Ah, there's so much great stuff lately.
>>43181599Always gonna be a big fan of those Trixie shorts
>>43182167Big
>>43181599Cute Trixie
>>43183260Cute
>>43183260I feel like we didn’t really see much of Rarity’s parents
>>43183816I made a joke about that image earlier, how she's a MILF and my waifu all in one, kek. I don't know, I'll give you guys a writing update later today, I guess.
>>43184211It’s a good joke
>>43184211She looks so big in this pic
Shit’s too fast today
Sleepless in Mrs. Cake
>>43185566I feel bad for her, but that belly movement’s hot.
>>43184211>I don't know, I'll give you guys a writing update later today, I guess.I forgot all about that, kek. Something new got done I'll share with you soon, another commission by Jotun, by the by.
>>43186211Always love seeing stuff from Jotun
>>43180201It really is a lifetime career.
>>43186559Cute mares
So, I've written 3,696 words so far this month, but I've got an entire week where I didn't write at all. That's an average of 205 words per day or, if I only count days in which I actually wrote, 336.Anyway, those are just boring statistics. I've gone ahead and started on Tempest Shadow's next chapter, the third and last for this cycle through my queue. I've still got time to work on "Chaotic Conception" and maybe even start that longer story about Floor Bored before the month's up and I return to working on Fluttershy's story. I've started Fleur-de-lis' exercising chapter, so maybe I'll be able to finish that too. I'm also working on something not to do with ponies at all, as part of a trade with PapaSoul; his half, with Queen Chrysalis, is amazing, but you'll have to wait until I finish my half before anything gets shared. I'm going to use it as the final piece of cover art for "From Love to Changelings" since it's that good.That's my update for now.
>>43187409Sounds awesome
Post your favourite cute pregnant ponies, I guess.
>>43188179
>>43188266Is she giving birth to the pony equivalent of Yujiro Hanma?
>>43188552Wouldn’t be surprising
Shit’s fast today
>>43189016I feel like somebody’s trying to slide something
>>43188179There’s probably pony in there somewhere.
Made this today.
>>43189621That’s really nice, I can only hope you continue to make stuff
>>43189621Very lovely
>>43189621Adorable
baby bump
>>43189621beautiful
>>43189621Thanks for sharing with us. She's cute, what's her name?
>>43189621So getting fresh eyes on it this morning, I wasn't entirely sure if I was happy with the dress. So I half-haphazardly edited it out. I also realize some other things, but didn't feel like redrawing much. >>43189633Thank you! I have fun doing it, so I'll keep at it.>>43190654It's supposed to be Cloudkicker, and I agree she's cute.
>>43190791Looks real good
>>43190423Just that kinda day
Get off 9
>>43190791>It's supposed to be Cloudkicker, and I agree she's cute.Oh, sorry for not recognizing her. She's a bit of a rarity nowadays. This is the only other piece of artwork with her pregnant I've seen.
>>43192160She really doesn’t get too much
>>43192762Always nice to see
>>43192973Agreed.
>>43193180That’s a great Luna
Quick bump before work
Hey, GrindaGoat's going to be working on a comic for me today:https://piczel.tv/watch/GrindavikurAlso, expect another chapter of Tempest Shadow's story in a day or two; I've finished it, but must wait for approval first.
>>43193698That’ll be cool
>>43193698I feel like every time I came to check this I never saw anything
GrindaGoat finished a two-panel comic for me, to make up for not wanting to draw Queen Chrysalis giving birth and to handle another thing. I still need to find an artist interested in drawing that for me, while it's on my mind. Regardless, you can watch the stream here, but check fast before it's gone:https://recordings-production.piczel.tv/69641/stream_V8rZDkaL2bxUhR1v.mp4I'd asked GrindaGoat to pick a story, but in the end I asked for a pony instead, and narrowed it down to three of my very short stories based on that. GrindaGoat asked for Fluttershy, Rainbow Dash, or Applejack because of their hair styles, and ultimately selected this one, which had no artwork until now:https://www.fimfiction.net/story/526921/13/short-stories-with-pregnant-ponies/seashoreThis is a very cute scene, I asked for true ponies, and don't you agree? Here's the story:Two unicorns, two pegasi, four earth ponies, a dragon even, and a pony yet to be determined were having a fun day at the beach. Twilight Sparkle and Rarity enjoyed relaxing in the shade, Spike enjoyed watching Rarity relax in the shade, Rainbow Dash was scrounging up water for a nice cloud to adorn the sky, and Fluttershy paddled through the water with Pinkie Pie and the Apples. Pinkie, however, couldn’t be satisfied with simplicity, inflating a ball from her mane.“Submarine spotted! Drop the bomb!” Pinkie threw the ball to land near Fluttershy, and made a surprisingly-realistic explosion noise as it landed; Apple Bloom giggled.“Um, I don’t appreciate that, Pinkie. I’m not a submarine.”“Every pregnant mare is a submarine, silly!”Fluttershy realized playing along would work best. “Um, okay, you sunk me. Um, enemy zeppelin spotted.”“Hey, I’m not a zeppelin!” Rainbow Dash yelled from her cloud.
>>43194335That comic is very cute
>>43193698>Also, expect another chapter of Tempest Shadow's story in a day or two; I've finished it, but must wait for approval first.That'll be ready for you later today.
>>43194970Sounds good
Let's see, she's not been reposted in a while now.
Alright, here's the last chapter of Tempest Shadow's story for now, and I'll be moving back to Fluttershy's story next month:https://www.fimfiction.net/story/574592/11/short-stories-about-fizzle-before-she-pops/a-sleepless-night-long-and-tiresomeTempest couldn’t sleep, she had been trying for hours. Her special pillow wasn’t helping, despite having twisted herself every which way on it trying to get comfortable, but she continued to lie on her side with it regardless. She buried her head into it a little more deeply, hugged it more tightly, and shut her eyes again. She saw only black, her home was quiet, and she felt as if she had everything perfect to enter the realm of dreams as normal, but her tranquility was once again disturbed. Effortlessly and unintentionally, her mind’s eye made the image of a little leg the same colour as hers stretching itself outwards and then pulling back, sending ripplets through the black. With some difficulty, she opened her dry eyes; moonlight from the open window had let her stare at the wall, and it looked no different than it had any other time.Lifting her head to look at her body showed Tempest what would’ve looked like a ripe plum resting between her legs against the pillow, were it not for what was perhaps a hindhoof jutting out from the top. She lowered her head back into the pillow, and ignored her mind’s eye summoning forth every memory of overripe fruit split open she could remember. Tempest loved her foal, she was thankful for him, and she had enjoyed sharing her body with him ever since she’d realized she were; still, he was making it clearer by the day that—as she well knew—their time together so closely was limited, and only getting shorter. She grimaced at feeling him preparing another strong kick, and then felt his little hoof collide with her ribs from underneath. “Ow.”A towering minotaur had once fought Tempest. She had avoided hammer swings, but hadn’t been fast enough to dodge every attack. There hadn’t been a clear winner, she had left covered in bruises, but she couldn’t remember saying “ow” once during any of that.She felt him preparing another strike, and this time Tempest countered it by taking a deeper breath and squeezing her muscles around him. He didn’t like it, and she didn’t care. He still shifted within her, but it wasn’t anything painful, just the normal squirming to which she’d long grown accustomed. She moments later loudly exhaled. Her book had mentioned spells unicorns could cast to calm their foals back to sleep, for those particularly hard nights; that was just something else she couldn’t do. She blew hot air from her nose once, when she thought about how her body had a horn, just not one she could use. Tempest stared at the wall again.
More time passed as she lay too tired to rest. Soreness started to set in on her side, and she shifted herself again, rolling onto her back and watching him roll with her. With some difficulty, she looked at herself without raising her head. Her ripe plum looked a bit smaller, but she felt exactly where that mass had gone. She wouldn’t be able to stand the pressure she felt seeping into her withers, and ended it early by rolling to her other side, then squishing him into the pillow while dragging herself to her hooves. Tempest noticed she had a few more pillows she’d given up on using; it occurred to her that she hadn’t yet tried sleeping in one position.Tempest bit each pillow and tossed them one-by-one into a small mound against her headboard. The legs of the special pillow could be crossed without damaging them, just a bit, and she set it on top. Yawning, she lined herself up and slammed her rear at the bottom of the pile; it took her a moment of sitting there to realize she’d wasted her momentum. Sighing, she squished him into the bed to bend her legs enough, and pushed herself onto her back.There weren’t enough pillows, and her tail was caught underneath her uncomfortably; he was still awake too, but she thought she could try to sleep again, and get more pillows tomorrow. She rocked back-and-forth to settle in deeper; her head flopped to the side that had slightly more plush to it, and she rested her forehooves over him. She didn’t feel the pain seeping into her as it had been—not any she couldn’t ignore anyway—yet his little movements were still enough to keep her out of her dreams. She lifted her head and let it fall backwards, uncomfortably, so she could look at him as she spoke. “You’re getting a little big for our britchens.” Tempest was now lopsided, she saw.Her forehooves started rubbing around in little circles over him. Whenever he’d move, they would move to that spot. Even though she was used to it, Tempest still found it amazing to feel herself and know that was all there was to him, sleeping inside of her—or not so sleeping but inside her nonetheless. She ran her hoof along his little back, currently against her left hemisphere moreso than the right. “I guess you’re feeling a little cramped in there, but we’re just going to have to deal with it for now. I’d like to get you out of there too, little stallion.” When she first felt him move, so many months ago, she couldn’t imagine wanting him to leave her, but she now knew nature’s method of making mothers change their minds.
The response Tempest felt was—this time—thankfully past her ribcage. It was clearly one of his little hindhooves, shoving itself outwards as much as his muscles would allow. Tempest grimaced, coughed, and set her hoof over it, gently pushing him back in. This time, Tempest spoke to herself only. “Do I need to stop eating sugar?” She ran through what she’d—and he’d through her—eaten in the last few hours. She couldn’t tell if two donuts had caused this, but she was going to find out later. “Yeah, no more sweets for you until you’re out of me.” She lowered her head back down, but lightly patted herself with her forehooves like a drum.She was facing the window now, and only then did she realize the moon was nearly finished on her journey across the night sky. She closed her eyes and sighed. Sleep still seemed no closer to her than it had been. She felt him shift *again*, which brought to her the overwhelming urge to pee, but she knew if she got up to go to her toilet he’d shift yet again and then she wouldn’t be able to relieve herself—it had happened repeatedly over the night already.Tempest slowly got out of bed, and glumly walked to her kitchen. Her kettle was full, and she started the fire underneath it so she could make tea. She poured the dried leaves into her cup, and took a small block of cheese from her ice box; she set the cheese on the counter by biting off the chunk that had been in her mouth, and stared at a different wall chewing it while she waited on the water to whistle. She swallowed and let her chin rest on the counter next to the cup and cheese. Next she locked her legs, and could almost feel sleep overtaking her.A burning house—with all of the nice gifts she’d been given destroyed—flooded her mind, and she immediately stood alert again, looking to the kettle. Tempest knew everything would be okay, she was just tired. The next thought to flood her mind was how all of this would’ve perhaps been easier if she had a husband, but she was currently focussed only on the kettle, which started to whistle. She bit its grip, poured the water into her cup, and snuffed out the flame.After double-checking the flame, and everything else in the kitchen for good measure, Tempest let her chin rest again on the counter while she let the tea steep. She locked her legs without thinking about it. She woke up hours later to cold tea and warm cheese.
>>43196152Good stuff
I'll be able to share something by Jotun later today.>>43196586I'm glad you liked it.
>>43196804Can’t wait
>>43197153Cute swimsuit
>>43196152Poor Tempest
I commissioned Jotun for another little piece based on one of my very short stories, and they came out so cute. Everything's over in Pregchan, as usual:https://www.fimfiction.net/story/526921/30/short-stories-with-pregnant-ponies/traditional-methodsPinkie Pie hugged Limestone Pie. “How’s my super duper sister doing?” Limestone scowled. Pinkie, ever smiling, kissed her cheek and let go to grab and shake her middle. “How’s my newest niece or nephew doing in there? I brought a rock on a string so we can tell which you are today! Limestone, do you remember what Granny Pie told us about telling whether a mare was having a filly or colt?” Pinkie prepared to hop, dance, and sing around the room.“I remember.” Limestone merely frowned. “Swallow a rock and it’ll tell the rock on a string whether it’s a filly or a colt.”She begrudgingly took the rock Pinkie offered, swallowed it, and Pinkie let the string swing back-and-forth above. Limestone’s belly rocked with a kick, and she grunted.“You’re having a colt! Isn’t that amazing!?” Limestone leaned over and coughed a cloud of dust into her face.
>>43198352Great stuff
>>43198352This is outstanding
>>43198352I love the way Jotun draws belly buttons
You'll also like seeing this. Carnifex finished up Applejack yesterday. This is once again based on the third chapter of this story:https://www.fimfiction.net/story/564202/pick-your-perspective-between-a-cowgirl-and-a-divaThe full quality is over in Pregchan and the boorus now.
>>43199524I am a fan of belly freckles
>>43199845Yeah, they're great.
Oh, here's the next Eris and Pinkie Pie piece that Cold Blooded Twilight's working on, again based on the second chapter. This'll probably become the new cover art when they're finished.
>>43200555Any idea when Twi’s gonna do the line work?
>>43200196These AJs are lovely
>>43200765Would you like me to ask him to do it this Monday?
>>43200963Yeah that could work, Monday or wednesday
>>43200972Alright, he's told me that's fine with him.
>>43201176Awesome
>>43201521Such a cute outfit on her
Rise and shine.
>>43201858Cute Bundle
>>43201858Stay in bed and cuddle.
>>43202459Indeed
>>43203161Adorable
>Starlight running on a treadmill. Both to stay in shape and to induce labor.
>>43173138>>43173457>>43173845>>43174058https://ponepaste.org/7176He said it was this one.
It looks like I may have that humanized Queen Chrysalis story ready for Mother's Day after all. We'll see.>>43203918Very nice. This reminds me of your first Starlight Glimmer generation, and there's really no comparison. I guess these models have made a lot of progress since then, but you've probably got a fancier setup for them too.>>43203922Ah, I'm glad he found it.
