Short Stories with Pregnant Ponies

by Kassaz

A Terrible Day to Have Eyes

Sweetie Belle stared into the abyss. To her horror, it stared back. In the distance, it felt distant anyway, she heard the gnashing of teeth, the grinding of hooves, and other sounds coming from a pony in pain. The abyss slowly filled past the point of overflowing, to reveal something that looked an awful lot like a pony. Its fur was sleek, and its hooves were covered in some strange substance, as was its horn. Sweetie had been told these were “feathers” but a pegasus this was not. She wanted to run away from this place, to frolic in the flowers and feel the warmth of Celestia’s sun, but her hooves wouldn’t move, and she couldn’t look away.

After witnessing this traumatizing affair, Rarity beckoned her, with a voice gentle and sweet, almost in ignorance of what had just happened “Sweetie, don’t you want to say hello to your nephew?”

Comments

[Sudrian Engineer]

It took me a moment, but I think I fugured it out...

Sweetie watched Rarity give birth?