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>>43297759
lol

>>43297759
Fantastic noodle

>>43297759
I don’t think he’s gonna be getting out of there anytime soon and he looks like he knows it

>>43297759
I feel like you wouldn’t have to plan out something special with Eris, you’d likely just wake up to whatever was going through her head at the time

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I'm so pleased to tell you I'll certainly have the third chapter of Eris' story finished within the month, I should even get the third chapter of Eris' story finished too. She's pretty fun to write. Anyway, here are the two sketches that were under consideration for this piece, and you can find a tiny bit more over in Pregchan.

>>43298574
I definitely think the one you went with is the best of the two, though I love how into it she is when she’ opening herself up in the second one

>>43297759

>>43298574
That is gonna be a great update

I wish I had more to discuss but I haven’t found too many new pregnancy pics or fics I’ve wanted to talk about

I forgot to mention that this latest Eris will see colour and texture added to herself, next month. I'm planning to use her as new cover art, but we'll see. Aer0 Zer0-Ri2k may finish that other Eris later today.

>>43298805
Yeah. I didn't like how huge she was in the right side, which was another strike against it. She's got a great size in the final piece.

>>43299050
Why thank you.

>>43299399
Yeah, I also hate that there's just not too much to discuss lately, but I should move on to your Eris again tomorrow or the day after, so there's that to anticipate. I may upload something else I've got later today, also, a sketch of Rarity Aer0 Zer0-Ri2k made for me recently.

>>43299828
That’ll be a nice one for sure

>>43299828
I think she’ll look really good colored

>>43300412
Seems like we’re in for a slow thread

>>43300835
Yeah, it's a consequence of the board being so slow, but not so slow where threads easily last months without frequent checking.

Anyway, there's some nice stuff in another thread that should really be mentioned here already. Look at these:
>>43294323
>>43298776

Don't look at this:
>>43300456

>>43301169
Nice ass

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This is based off a scene in Chaotic conception in which Eris is very interested in what magma might taste like, but Pinkie thinks she might want to start with something a little less spicy.

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WildeGems posted this today, so here she is. I sit on most of the artwork I get from WildeGems until after I write about it, but my current plan is to pay to have the pieces upgraded once I've finished their respective stories. The idea is to have Princess Luna's belly look like the moon, perhaps with a crater for her navel, like this:
https://derpibooru.org/images/3209485

I'll post the early sketches and everything in Pregchan later.

>>43302875
Why she angry?

>>43302949
She knows that shot was taken specifically to make her look huge

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>>43303424
Exactly. Here's the reference I made for him, which is like the platonic ideal of this angle and anatomy, kek.

>>43304304
It’s a great angle

>>43302875
Looks real good

>>43302875
Hey, I really want to write the story for this soon so I can justify having her upgraded, and I'm wavering on one part of it. Which do you think makes a better short story here:
Looking at Princess Luna's moon through a telescope.
Looking at it up close.

I'm leaning towards the first, but I don't know.

>>43305194
I think the telescope works well for it

>>43302875
Well if the thread doesn’t make it this Luna would be good for the next OP I think

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Hey, I saw some people discussing the 4cc fetus cup, and this image came up, kek.

>>43305626
Man, I've got so many candidates, but yeah, now that you mention it, she should be the next OP. I should finish that story so the final version can be used instead. I really don't see this thread dying anytime soon, with how slow the board is.

>>43305632
I’ve never heard of the fetus cup

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Badumsquish does it again.

>>43306059
Well, here's the post, if you're curious: >>43217923

>>43306611
That’s a great Flutterbelly

>>43306611
I’ll have to desuarchive it

Off 8

>>43308201
That poor foal

>>43308574
Tonight was slow even by this board’s standards

>>43308827
Yeah, the entire board's slower without all of that incessant spam. With any luck, I'll have that third chapter finished in the next few days. That'll be something to discuss. I should also share those Applejack and Adagio Dazzle pieces with you guys already, I've been a little too busy lately and then forgot about them.

>>43309024
Oh those’ll be good

>>43309024
Sounds awesome looking forward to your next update

>>43308201
Wildegems does some good bellybuttons.

>>43305815
She looks comfy

>>43310720
I get the feeling she’s not all that stuck, probably just wants someone to touch her butt

>>43310720
Cutie

>>43305632
That poor baby

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I've paid sleepyhoers to convert this very short story into a comic after talking out the options with him:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/526921/29/short-stories-with-pregnant-ponies/out-of-reach

I figured I'd be proactive about sharing the intermediate sketches this time. You should see how huge she is in the initial sketches, which you may find over in Pregchan.

>>43312545
Fluttershy is so cute

>>43312120
This is a nice one for sure

>>43312545
What I wouldn’t give to be that anon

>>43298574
Caramel’s living the dream

I should be able to get a new chapter of Eris' story published tomorrow.

>>43313815
I'd call it more of a nightmare, kek.

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How does one write Chrysalis without her coming off as irredeemably evil?

>>43314117
Aw, but I like writing her that way. If you want to do it, though, I'd recommend focussing solely on her and her changelings, not their food sources. That's got to be the easiest way to do it. If you must include ponies, and you want to avoid implications of evil, I'd recommend depicting them as akin to aliens, some higher form of life whose motivations can't be understood through such simple lenses.

>>43314679
Have to agree

>>43314117
This is a nice Chrysalis pic

Very slow day

Alright, here's the third chapter of Chaotic Cravings:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/584570/3/chaotic-cravings/a-craving-for-comfort

A fifth chapter may be added, rather than leaving her at four, but we'll have to see. Now I'm going to see about getting the third chapter of Chaotic Conception done alongside some shorter stuff, and then it's Tempest Shadow's time again.

>>43316438
Woo

Oh I forgot to bump before I went to sleep

>>43316438
Awesome

Off 9

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Man, I meant to post these before this very thread. All of the adjustments and alternative versions are over in Pregchan right now, and I'll be uploading them to the boorus for the next little bit, but I can also post them here when I need to bump. Here you can see how he adjusted the shadows on their bellies at my request.

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Someone here wanted a version of these without their linea nigras, so here's the version with them made much less noticeable. I'll post this in the Dazzlings thread too in a bit.

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I prefer the normal human skin colours myself, although Applejack can pass for human either way.

>>43318459
I gotta agree

>>43318126
I like the ones with the kicks

>Pegasus carrying an earth pony
>Earth pony baby bucks and instantly lacerates the mother
Yeah I don't really have anything else to add to this

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>>43319762
Yeah, even human babies can fracture their mothers' ribs, so Earth pony foals would be able to break them, I figure. Whether that's worse than unicorn foals casting magic and fucking stuff up outside their mothers' wombs before they're even born is another matter for debate. I suppose pegasi have it easiest, since the only thing I can see with them is an additional two limbs poking around in there.

>>43319972
Applejack wears pregnancy well

>>43319972
Cute

Today was a very long day

>>43321299
Nice

>>43321299
She’s working real hard

>9

>>43318956
This is a great Applejack

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Here's a preview of something cute Jotun's making for me. I'll post the other intermediate pieces around later.

>>43323523
That’ll be a great piece for sure

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You know the drill by now:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/526921/33/short-stories-with-pregnant-ponies/an-ethical-dilemma

Twilight Sparkle lay on pillows, with chalk on her hooves, a scroll in her lap, a foal *in* her lap, and ink splotches everywhere. “Let’s see: estimated gestational age, length, magical field strength, weight, approximate horn circumference...” The scroll held figures, about her figure, in a roundabout way. “Spike, I need that book!”

Spike had no retort, slowly carrying the ancient tome. He gasped for air as the purple unicorn levitated it while making more meaningless marks on the chalkboard. “You’re—you’re freaking out again, T-Twilight.”

“Hush. I have to know if I can participate.” She flipped through the pages. “I have to know the precise definitions of *foal* and *dam*.”

“N-Nopony cares if you aren’t technically a mother this Darling Dam’s Day, please.” He collapsed.

Her stomach growled. “I wonder where hubby is with the groceries.”

“I should’ve gone with him when we saw you measuring yourself with the protractor.”

>>43324251
Kek

>>43324251
Poor spike

>>43324251
Cute

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Here, have a preview based on the opening to this story:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/577588/rainbow-dashs-grumpy-morning

>>43325871
Looks good

>>43322979
Powerful stuff

>>43319972
I need more AJ in my life

I just shared something very nice and steamy with Rarity I can't post here. She's in Pregchan and the boorus, however.

>>43327531
Fantastic

>>43322979
>instead of normal pregnancy cravings, Applejack's foals are making Rarity crave doing yard work and the smell of fresh cut grass

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>Hasbro actually made a G1 pregnant pony figure
http://mylittlewiki.org/wiki/Surprise_Twins_Pony
Bundle Joy for G6

>>43328400
Huh, never would’ve expected that, probably came in response to the pregnant Barbie

>>43328400
What a find

>>43328400
She's cute. I like how her cutie mark rides into where the foal would be in her body. She needs to be more well known.

Oh, I nearly forgot to mention, expect a new chapter of Tempest Shadow's story later today.

>>43329123
Sounds good

Here's the first of Tempest Shadow's next three chapters. There's a cameo in this one I've been wanting to squeeze in:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/574592/12/short-stories-about-fizzle-before-she-pops/a-bonding-class-familiar-and-embarrassing

There were nine couples in the room, including Tempest. She lay on her side, resting on a plush mat, and looked down her body at the couples flanking her hindquarters: One stallion towered over his mare, nuzzling her with a toothy grin; another lay upright as she leaned backwards against him, gazing at her content face with closed eyes lovingly; and the third lay behind his mare with his neck draped over her barrel, smiling and his eyes closed while she grinned at him. All of the mares lay as Tempest was, as did those postcrest, instructor’s recommendation.

“Tempest?” Lemon Twist, Tempest’s mother, sweetly tried to grab her daughter’s attention for what Tempest figured to be at least the second time. She was sitting upright behind Tempest, nearly cradling her head. “I said how are you feeling, sweetie?”

It disturbed Tempest that her mother’s voice was still unfamiliar to her, but she could only think of two that clearly stood out from the cacophony in her mind: One—Pinkie Pie’s—talked a lot while saying very little, hammered into her head over months in a way unlike any other; the second voice was sarcastic and demanding, beaten into her over a lifetime, whose final words and empty promise echoed through her mind again and again until she blinked and took a deep breath to banish its memory. She looked back to her mother with a smile, but she couldn’t lie and claim to be fine. “It’s just a little embarrassing to be at a class like this with my mother is all. I figured you’d want to do something we used to do when I was a filly.”

“Well, would you enjoy that?” Her mother’s hoof running down her mane was another unfamiliarity to Tempest, but years as a soldier allowed her to hide that. Tempest thought about what they used to do, baking sweets and sewing the dragon’s share of the memories she could recover.

She chuckled. “No, not really.” Tempest craned her neck to look up at her mother. “Although it’s still bringing back some of those memories.”

“How are we feeling over here?” The instructor of the class, herself pregnant, waddled up to them. Tempest twitched ever so slightly, just enough tightening of her back muscles for her mother to feel them, at not noticing the pony beforehoof. “I’m glad you decided to come to my Lamares class, Tempest. You were the only expecting dam in the village who hadn’t come to one yet, but you’re always welcome to come to more, well until you *graduate* that is.” The mare giggled at her joke with her hoof over her mouth and then held it out for Tempest.

Tempest couldn’t remember the mare’s name, which made the mare remembering hers all the worse, but she was just going to talk around it for as long as she could, and shook her creme hoof. “Yes, well, I’m not exactly looking forward to that. Don’t misunderstand, I want to meet him, and hold him in my legs, but—it’s just—foals are big and,” she looked at her flank, “there seems to be a little size discrepancy.”

The mare laughed again. “Sorry, sorry. Well, I can assure you it’s perfectly natural, and you’ll be surprised just how—let’s say *stretchy*—we ponies can be. You’ll find everypony you see *went through it*.” She snorted at her joke. “Thank Princess Celestia we’re not a bipedal species, the narrow hips on those poor things—well, nevermind.”

Tempest chose to focus on the mare’s body instead of hers. Unlike her athletic form with a layer of motherhood smoothed over it, she could see why the mare wouldn’t be so worried. “Forgive me for phrasing it like this, but if it’s so natural, why do we need this class, exactly?”

“Well, it’s like flight school, even though flying’s natural for pegasi, or magic school for unicorns.” Tempest supposed that made sense. “Now, you don’t know what’ll suit you best, since this is your first foal,” Tempest noticed that implies a second foal, “but I’ve got a whole host of tricks you’ll be able to use during the birth. Do you have any preferences?”

“I’ve been,” Tempest looked from the mare back at herself, “trying not to think about it, honestly.”

The mare stifled her giggle without choking on it this time. “Well, on your side like this is how most mares prefer to do it, but here,” she nearly put her hoof on Tempest’s belly, “may I?”

“Go ahead.” Tempest followed the mare’s gentle push until she rolled over onto her back. Now Tempest’s head really was cradled in her mother’s legs; she looked away when their eyes met and focussed instead on the instructor’s hoof.

“Some mares find it easier lying on their backs like so. Now, while we’re like this, I’ll gauge his position.” Tempest continued to find it strange at feeling another pony run a hoof along the contours of her inner pony. “He’s all lined up, but you’ll want to check this once the time draws near. If you find he’s in dorsotransverse position—that’s where his back would be along here—” she ran her hoof along the far side of Tempest’s belly, “then I recommend you go to the hospital or find a unicorn, who isn’t in labour, to help you adjust him. If you’ll look over here,” Tempest craned her neck to follow the mare’s hoof, “some mares prefer a standing position instead.” That mare was certainly standing, walking small circles in mock labour while her stallion standing nearby watched her with the occasional nuzzle or kiss. The instructor turned her attention beyond Tempest, but she didn’t notice. “Now are you going to be present for the birth?”

“That’s the plan.” Lemon patted Tempest’s shoulder gently, which unintentionally got her attention away from the happy couple.

“Aw, that’s sweet. You should give Tempest some advice from her birth. Any tips will mean much more coming from you.” Tempest coughed, and rubbed her mouth with her pastern while looking at her other hoof. “Well, just let me know if you need any help; I’ll be right on the other side of the room if you do.”

“Thank you. Before you go, I’m Lemon Twist.” She held out her hoof, which the instructor shook.

“Bundle Joy.” Tempest made an effort to remember that. The mare then waddled to one of the other couples.

“She was nice. So, Tempest, let’s see. It was early in the morning, you woke me up from sleep—”

“I’d rather not hear about how I came out of you in perfect detail, if I’m being honest.” Tempest lifted her head and rolled back onto her side as she had been, now with her forelegs supporting her.

Lemon laughed, and that laughter took Tempest back to her fillyhood. For several seconds, Tempest wasn’t certain where to look, and her attention was drawn discreetly to anything or anypony else in the room until her mother rested her hoof on her shoulder again. “Well, how about this: Did I ever tell you how you got your name?”

Tempest tried to focus on the question and not the feelings welling inside of her, underneath her left ribs more exactly. “You combined yours and father’s name, clearly.”

Now her mother chuckled. “Well, yes to a degree, but also when I was carrying you a fizzy drink always got you to calm down.”

“Oh, I didn’t know that.” Tempest couldn’t help but wince now that those earlier feelings were making themselves visible, right through her skin. “I haven’t been drinking much soda lately.” Tempest set a hoof over him and shoved away from her ribs as gently as she felt was warranted. “Maybe I should start, though.”

Seeing her mother rest her hoof next to hers reminded her just how foreign the feeling was. Only Pinkie Pie ever really got hoofy with her sans any warning. “It doesn’t have to be a soda. Your father’s seltzer water works just fine, and it tastes wonderful with just a touch of fruit juice added.” She smiled at feeling a small part of Tempest try to swat her hoof away, and Tempest smiled at her smile. “Oh, but you remember how to make it, don’t you?”

Tempest’s smile faded just a tad, not quite into clenched teeth. “I can still do it, it’s my special talent, I just... haven’t, in a very long time.”

“Well, we’ll have to try that next time I visit.” Lemon’s hoof returned to Tempest’s mane. “If you’d like. I can also bring over a case of your father’s work for you.”

Her smile returned, perhaps not quite as big as it had been. “Yes, I think I’d like that. I’d like to do it with him too, once he’s old enough, so some practice would be good.”

As they sat there, Tempest realized she wasn’t so envious of the other mares with their stallions now, although the pangs were still present. She was thankful for her mother’s next question. “So, do you have a name picked out for him yet?”

She shook her head. “No premonitions yet, I’m afraid. Right now, he’s just the little stallion in my belly.”

Her mother was less subtle this time. “Oh, have you considered using some of the father’s name?”

“No.”

>>43329820
Always nice to see updates on this

Safety bump before my break ends

>>43330717
Cute Fluttersub

>>43330717
That is adorable

>>43330717
Cute foal

>>43332654
Always like seeing this one

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>>43312120
Here's an update. I'll share some more stuff later today.

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Not yet.

>>43334419
That’s a great swimsuit

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Here's Trixie belly dancing by Wildegems, based on that old story I wrote. I don't know if I'll have her coloured or not. I'll post the first sketch in Pregchan later.

>>43334419
This is a very cute Fluttershy

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>>43335272
Here's the sketch, I guess.

>>43335272
>>43335753
She looks fantastic, this was a really good one

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>>43335754
Agreed. Trixie's always great to see.

>>43336188
What a great view

>>43336188
Undermare

Slow day

>>43335272
I do think she would look really good colored

I got my last reward from MetalForever up in Pregchan now, but he drew her huge, so I really don't feel like posting her here. If anyone else does, please use spoilers, I guess.

>>43339051
It is a very nice Eris

Just a quick boost

>9

>>43339051
Anything else you’ve got coming up?

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>>43340879
Nah, I lost my slot in his top tier because of a payment problem, so that's the last of it. She's still my favourite.

>>43341012
Totally fair, she looks great

>>43341012
Nice rack

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I need to write more of her this month.

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I'll upload everything later:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/526921/16/short-stories-with-pregnant-ponies/that-last-lingering-shred-of-hope

Rarity could feel tears building up as she frantically ran her hooves through the simply gorgeous clothing before her. She had lain on her bed nearly half an hour ago, and the outfits hadn’t quite started out in a pile, but they were getting that way. This colour disqualified that outfit, an adorable little bonnet disqualified another, and the cutest little design she’d ever seen meant that outfit was also out of the running. She sniffled, and could feel her mascara beginning to run.

“I don’t think it matters, Rarity.” Sweetie Belle had thought Rarity would get over herself, but she should’ve known better.

“You don’t understand, Sweetie. I-I can’t see how I was caught completely by surprise, but I’m simply unprepared!”

“I don’t think he’ll mind wearing the filly clothes you made.” Sweetie Belle was getting tired of this.

“I didn’t know I was having a colt!” Rarity wailed.

>>43342924
That pic’s adorable Kaz

>>43342415
That’ll be good

Alright, I should have Tempest Shadow's next chapter ready not today, but tomorrow.

>>43343107
Agreed.

>>43343883
Cool

>9

>>43343883
Sounds good

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>>43343883
Yeah, just a few more hours.

Looks like a spammy kinda day today

>>43329811
Alright, here's the second, which was also pretty fun to write:
https://www.fimfiction.net/story/574592/13/short-stories-about-fizzle-before-she-pops/photos-and-fashion-fatiguing-and-flashy

Tempest Shadow opened her front door and found Rarity to be the pony knocking on the other side. “Good morning, darling! How are you on this fine evening?”

Tempest couldn’t recall having but a few conversations with Rarity, and so suspected immediately that she wanted something from her. “I’m doing fine. How can I help—”

“Oh, that’s great to hear darling.” Rarity leaned forward and turned her head to have her mane hide an eye from Tempest for some reason. “Now, I’m sorry to budge in on such short notice, but I came to you with a purpose: a modelling opportunity.” She swung her hoof out in an arc, pointing and looking at nothing the sky held, but the act may have made it seem more profound to a simpler pony; that was the reason.

Tempest blinked, looked at Rarity, couldn’t help but look at the ground, and repeated the loop once or twice while she spoke. “You want me to... model, clothes, for you?”

“Absolutely, Tempest, and don’t worry. I’m not asking you to do it for nothing, either. It pays a full day’s wage and I’ll let you keep the outfits—there are some adorable foal clothes included too I think you’d like to see your son wearing someday.” Rarity put on a deep smile and fluttered her eyelashes.

Tempest couldn’t be bothered to put on anything but an embarrassed scrunch. “This is going to be published somewhere?”

She nodded. “A magazine, yes. I can have one sent to you in the mail.”

Tempest looked into her eyes for a moment, and resisted the urge to look away at her hooves instead. “Are you going to crop my photos from the neck down?”

Rarity frowned and stomped a hoof. “Tempest, you shouldn’t be so hard on yourself! While, um, yes, you have the, um, affliction we should say,” she waved her hoof in Tempest’s face for a moment, “you have a *very* nice body if I may say so myself, the musculature, the deep colours, and whatnot.”

Rarity wasn’t looking, so Tempest chose to stare at her bushes. “I can’t be your first choice for this.”

“Oh please, Tempest! Merry Way went into labour yesterday, the day before Photo Finish’s photo shoot with my ensemble!” Rarity threw herself at Tempest’s hooves. “No other expecting dams in Ponyville were interested!” There it was. Rarity watched Tempest think for a moment, and cut her off at first. “I’ll pay you for the whole day even if Photo Finish doesn’t want to use you.”

That sounded like very easy bits to Tempest. “Alright.”

-

The white bikini was more string than fabric, and Tempest blushed looking at it. “Don’t worry, darling. After all, it’s only covering what we usually leave uncovered.”

“I know, but,” she focussed on the hourglass shape in the bikini’s rear piece with a *very* narrow waist, “it certainly draws your attention towards a few places nudity doesn’t.”

Rarity laughed in that way that seemed fake. “Well, that’s some of the point. Here, I’ll help you get it on.” Tempest needed help to don it, but noticed Rarity was skilled at forcing ponies into clothing before they could muster any refusal. She coughed when the rear piece hugged her dock, and then those places beneath it, but liked the bows Rarity made on her hips, just past her cutie mark. She didn’t mind the front piece that merely covered her chest.

Rarity was doing something elaborate with the strings she couldn’t quite follow, and the knot was tied underneath her, tucked between the bikini and her chest. “Oh, that’s a neat design.”

“Why thank you. Now, you just follow me.” Rarity left the changing room and Tempest followed her.

A cyan Earth pony with a contraption for taking photographs stood in front of a set: A bunch of sand was piled before a stretched tapestry depicting the beach; there was a bucket, a spread towel, and a beach ball also.

“Zis is my model?” The pony clearly wasn’t speaking to Tempest, in whatever accent that was, and she stood proud with her scar facing that way, hoping to finish the day’s work already. “I like her!” Tempest didn’t quite frown. “You mix de motherhood and de ferocity. Your face tells a story, and I want to know more!” That was certainly a way to put it.

Tempest nearly spoke up before the mare continued. “Now grab that ball, rear up, and face de camera!” She was this deep into it, and would need Rarity’s help getting the bikini off anyway, so she sighed and walked onto the set.

She rolled the ball until it was underneath her hoof. “You want me to rear with this between my hooves?” She looked back at herself. “I’m not sure I’ll be able to—”

Flashes answered Tempest instead, and she scrunched in displeasure before remembering what she was doing and bearing it instead. “Yes, you look away from de play at de coming responsibility!” Tempest could no longer understand the mare at all, and looked between her and Rarity when she received what she figured to be an unintelligible instruction.

“Um, the ball, darling, pick it up, if you can.”

“I’ll try.” She set her hooves on both sides, bent her legs, and tried to hop with only her forelegs, but the position was too awkward.

Tempest didn’t yelp, but she made a similar noise when blue magic encased the ball and got her all the way into position. “Here, have a little help. Now I’m going to let go in just a moment, so be prepared.” Tempest took her weight off the ball and shifted it to her hindlegs. The ball was now firmly pressed against the front of her bump by her forelegs. She took a deep breath just before the magic dissipated, and it felt like every muscle in her body tightened; she didn’t dare exhale, and faced the camera with a strained smile unevenly showing her teeth. The flashes blinded her, and she dropped back onto all four hooves when they stopped.

He didn’t care for that at all, and she looked back to see something sticking out from her side. The mare was saying something else animatedly Tempest still couldn’t comprehend. She was still taking deep breaths, looking back, until a foal’s swim outfit was hovered nearby and she was blinded again. She rubbed her eyes with a hoof and clarity returned to her with the image of the mare having scraped the camera across the floor to get very close for those shots. At least he’d get a *kick* out of seeing the magazine someday. “Who makes swim clothes for foals?”

Rarity sang out sweetly. “I do.”

-

The baggy tunic covered Tempest from hackles-to-hooves, and she could imagine herself wearing something like it after the photo shoot. “How is this maternity clothing, exactly?”

“It’s based on the clothes the ancient pegasi wore, but the belt is my special addition to tradition. Here,” Rarity magically snaked the belt around her barrel until a circular region in the middle was directly underneath her, “how does that feel? It’s meant to take off some of the weight, although it can’t help you with the camera I’m afraid.”

Tempest shifted her weight back-and-forth while Rarity smoothed out the creases around her. “That does feel nice. I think you’ll see me wearing this in the market later.” Her eyes caught the, useless to her, wing holes in the back. “Maybe a version for unicorns?”

“Oh, certainly, certainly, darling.” Rarity walked around her to inspect the tunic once more. “But first, just follow me.” The mock beach had been replaced by mock marble, two columns, and a false cloud. Tempest could hear Rarity mumbling something about the cloud and Rainbow Dash under her breath, but didn’t care. She stood in the center of the set, and failed to decipher more instructions from the mare. “Alright, Tempest, I know you don’t want to rear again, but can you put both forehooves against the column to your right?”

“Sure.” She tried to push a column to test its capacity, and was surprised to find it seemed to be real concrete. Knowing that, she set a hoof on it, let it hold her as she set the other higher, and crawled up the column that way.

The mare yelled out something else to her, and Rarity grimaced from listening too closely. “O-Oh? Of course. Tempest, darling, please swing yourself out towards the camera a little more?” Tempest twisted herself to face the camera better. “A little more.” Tempest’s higher hoof lost its grip, and she slowly slipped until she were lying across the column with her entire right side, at least that which wasn’t shoved to the left out of the way and towards the camera. Maybe he shouldn’t see this magazine after all. “Perfect!” More flashes came her way.

The final pose for the outfit had Rarity lifting her into the air by her forelegs and gaskins, glow hidden beneath the fabric—Rarity’s face started to look as purple as Tempest’s—and Tempest frowned at more than just the implication of her weight. “You’d better put me back down gently. Aren’t ponies going to notice I don’t have wings, anyway?”

“W-Well, Merry Way was a pegasus, and the outfit is for pegasi. It happens in catalogs sometimes. Don’t let me make you feel *heavy*, dear, I’m just weak.” Rarity sputtered. “Oh, Photo, take the shots already. Smile, Tempest!”

-

Tempest added a glare to her frown from the set, wearing some kind of black, white, and frilly outfit she couldn’t quite identify as befitting a maid. “Alright, Tempest. Now there’s something in need of dusting behind you. You’ll need to bend over to reach it with your feather duster. We really want to show off the frills in the skirt here.”

Tempest looked at the shelf behind her for a moment before looking back. “No, there isn’t.” He could never see this magazine.

Rarity coughed and put on her biggest fake grin. “Are you sure?” Tempest only stared back at her with pursed lips.

-

Tempest didn’t mind the leotard, but the rainbow colours made her look like an accident at the weather factory. It relieved her more than the tunic, but she could only imagine herself wearing it at the gym, where she already found more than enough embarrassment. “Alright, Tempest, are you ready for this next pose?”

Tempest didn’t speak for several seconds. “I guess I am.” Rarity’s magic discreetly—on the far side and underneath the leotard—grabbed Tempest’s hindleg and slowly lifted her. Tempest at first thought it actually felt relaxing, moreso than being lifted in the tunic. Once she was nearly vertical is when she felt things shifting around: her muscles, her spine, her son. She made several funny faces she was glad had no accompanying flashes.

Once everything was still—or mostly still—within her again, she lifted her left foreleg to give herself the appearance of an acrobatic mare, that mare she’d been, and then came the flashes.

>>43347669
Great stuff

>>43347669
This was a good one

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I'm glad you liked it. I've got one more chapter to go and then I'm back on Fluttershy again.

>>43349111
That’ll be a fun one for sure

>>43349111
What a plum

I uploaded something really nice Whiterabbit made of Eris in Pregchan, or you can see it in the boorus by now.

>>43350377
That was a real good one

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Here's something strange in progress, this first sketch finished yesterday. I asked Cold Blooded Twilight for a pony at the Crystal Empire getting a look inside from the crystallization effect. Since there are no notable crystal ponies, I just went with Mrs. Cake. This'll wind up pretty fucking cool when finished, I think.

Ah, I could've waited to bump, I guess. The Eris in the OP is getting finished now, if you'd like to watch:
https://piczel.tv/watch/Grindavikur

>>43352110
Oh shit I probably missed that

>>43352346
Grinda's almost done, but it's still going.

>>43352347
Turned out real good

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>>43352110
Alright, here's the finished piece. This is featureless, and the featured version is in Pregchan or the boorus, per the usual.

>>43353341
very nice!

>>43353341
Love it

>>43353341
Fantastic

>9