Chapter 1
Once upon a time there was a colt. Well, that colt is now a stallion, and he still lives a healthy life, but he was a colt once, no taller than his very own bed. He was born into an upper class family in the beloved Canterlot; home of the royalty. As a result, the colt named Shining Armor got into good schools. Not the best, but good. He did well enough, though not in math. Shining Armor was particularly bad at math.
Being bad at math didn't stop the colt, however. He had other dreams, grand dreams for his future. Every day as he walked home, he would spot the valiant royal guards at their posts near the fantastical castle. Their armor shone in the light, and their faces were gruff and alert. They were an impressive sight to say the least. Shining Armor couldn't quite remember the last time guards had actually defended the castle from anything, but with each passing sight of these valorous guardians, his dreams of protection and glory intensified.
Years passed by, and one day it happened. It was but another day, and Shining came home as usual. His parents were, however, far more happy than usual. Twilight Velvet, his mother, couldn't contain her laughter for more than a few seconds, and his father, Night Light, chuckled more than when telling stories of his youth.
"What's up with you two?" Shining asked as he stared at his parents in confusion.
"Oh, Shining!" his father called, urging the colt closer with his hoof. "Son, your mother and I have great news!"
Shining stood and stared with a raised eyebrow. Looking back and forth between his parents, he saw nothing but smiles. As he realized their silence would continue, he simply asked.
“What?”
“You're going to have a sister!” his mother exclaimed with glee.
Staring at both of them, he saw their smiles widen to the point of disbelief. He looked back and forth between his parents, waiting for them to elaborate. They didn't.
"A sister?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "How?"
His father walked forward and planted a hoof in his son's hair, ruffling it gently. "You don't have to worry about that, son! You're going to be a brother!"
Shining wriggled himself free and took a step back. His mother was still smiling widely. Rolling his eyes, he mumbled an 'okay' and walked to his room. Behind him, he heard the giggles of his parents and their joyous conversation.
Once in his room, he sat down at his desk and rested his head on his hooves. A sister? How would she be getting to his family? Perhaps that story about the magical pegasus bringing colts and fillies to familes was true after all. It would be the only logical explanation. Yet in school they had heard nothing about this pegasus.
He looked up at the sound of a hoof knocking on his door. "Come in."
Not surprisingly, it was his mother who walked in, an enormous smile still on her face. Shining watched her for a moment, expecting her to say something. When she didn't, he lifted a hoof.
"Can I talk to you for a moment?" his mother asked. Shining instantly twitched. He knew that tone.
"S-Sure", he mumbled, getting down from his chair. His eyes instantly went to the floor, and his hoof started scraping across the wood.
"Don't worry", his mother chuckled. "You're not in trouble. Come here for a second."
Shining followed his mom as she walked across his room. Upon reaching his bed, she sat down, motioning for her son to take the empty spot next to her. Shining looked at his mother's patting hoof for a second, unsure of his actions. Still, he walked forward and placed his rump next to his mother, earning himself ruffling of his twi-colored blue hair.
"I bet you're wondering how you're going to get a sister", his mother said calmly. Her son simply nodded in response. "Well, you see..."
Twilight Velvet sighed deeply. "When a colt and a mare love each other very much, they..."
She fell silent once more. Shining simply watched her as her lips moved but no words were spoken. After a moment, she looked him in the eye with a weak smile on her lips.
"Well, they make love", she said quietly.
Shining reared his head back. His mother's cheeks were red as cherries. Her legs were shifting back and forth at the edge of his bed, hitting the sheets lightly.
"So...", he started. "You love dad?"
"Of course I do", his mother instantly replied. "But that's not what I meant sweetie."
In his mind, thoughts were flying left and right. He just didn't understand. The words 'I love you' were said daily in their home, but how would that bring about a sister? It made no sense. Words couldn't create physical objects; only the most advanced magic could do that.
"Lay down", his mother suddenly said, very quietly. Before Shining got a chance to question her, she added: "Just do it."
Worry instantly took a hold of his body, but he obeyed his mother's commands. As he laid his back on the soft bed, he noticed his mother going to the door. After hearing the familiar 'click' of the lock, he gulped. Within mere seconds she was back at the bed, looking down at her son. Crawling onto the sheets next to him, she chuckled nervously.
"When a colt and mare love each other", she said quietly. "They use this."
Shining gasped. His mother's hoof was lightly touching a part of him he never expected her to touch. As her soft fur glanced over his bare skin, he trembled. His breath was caught in his throat, and he couldn't make the words come out right.
"M-Mom!"
She ran her hoof up and down her son's hardening shaft. Both her hoof and the flesh underneath it trembled. Her eyes watched it intently as it grew. It crept up his stomach inch by inch, expanding in girth and length. Only a few seconds passed before it reached its full length. It wasn't an impressive size, but Velvet couldn't take her eyes off it.
"You see", she whispered. "Stallions use this to make mares have babies."
"Mo-Mom, what are you- O-Oh!"
Shining wriggled on the bed underneath her, his eyes closed and sweat running down his forehead. His right hind leg shifted about uncontrollably, lightly kicking the bed and waving through the air.
"They put it inside of mares. It feels fantastic, Shining Amror."
His mother's voice was no more than a simple whisper. He had never heard her speak like this. Her words were covered in syrup and sugar, sweetening his ears and calming his mind. Yet still he felt uneasy, as if something was entirely wrong. Those brief moments of worry quickly dissapated as his mother's hoof stroked along his hard member, bringing pleasure to his young body.
Not seeing his mother's movement, Shining gasped sharply as he suddenly felt something warm and wet on his ear. Opening his eyes for just a moment, he saw his mother next to him, her muzzle pressed against the side of his head. He quickly connected the dots in his head, but couldn't comprehend their meaning.
"Oh, Shining..." she whispered before returning to her licking.
His entire body twitched as his mother's hoof picked up the pace. Every time she reached the bottom of his shaft, she fondled his scrotom lovingly. And every time she did so, her son wriggled on the bed, shivering with delight and moaning quietly. His voice was still so young, so pure. Every time she heard it, Velvet felt a rush of joy pass through her body. It surged through her, all the way down to her loins. Had the itch not already appeared, it certainly would have by now.
Disciplined as she was, however, her hooves did not stray. She focused only on showing her son exactly what she wanted to explain. Stroking him softly, she gently bit his small ear. With the flesh in between her teeth, she extended her tongue and lapped at it. Her son wasn't at all ready for her practiced movements, and he whined under her expert care.
"Mom, it, it feels... Something's... Mmh!"
Before he as much as spoke, she felt it. Underneath her hoof, it trembled and twitched, and she knew exactly what was about to happen. She couldn't help but smile, and without thinking, she felt herself increasing the pace of her stroking.
"That's right, sweetie", she whispered into his ear, licking it once. "Just like that. That's what stallions do.
Shining stuck a hoof in his mouth and bit down on it. His body was burning hot, as had someone lit a fire within him. At the same time, it felt as if someone had electrocuted him, sending jolts throughout his nerves, and the young colt couldn't quite handle it. More than anything, though, his mother's hoof was what made him feel so incredible. He didn't want her to stop, yet he somehow knew things were about to come to an end. He could feel in his bones, feel it coming.
"M-MOM!" he called out, his voice muffled by his hoof.
Smiling to herself, Velvet stroked downwards, placing her hoof firmly at the base of her son's penis. She watched it intently as it twitched. A second later, the first strand of her son's seed was spilled, landing on the middle of his own body. It was soon followed by even more of his spunk, all of it covering either himself or the bed underneath him.
All the while, Shining panted and moaned, his eyes firmly closed. Though he spilled not much, Velvet could see her son's first orgasm was taxing. He shook on the beed, unable to lay still. It filled her with a joy she couldn't quite pinpoint. Though still, in the back of her mind, a voice was screaming, yelling at her to stop. The twinge hit her, but she pushed it away; her son was enjoying himself, and that was all that mattered.
"Well", his mother whispered, placing a quick kiss on her son's cheek. "It's sort of like that."
Shining mumbled something she couldn't quite understand. In fact, she was certain it wasn't even actual words. She chuckled. His eyes were still closed, and his tongue was hanging out the corner of his mouth. Giving him another light kiss, she slid off the bed and walked quietly towards the door.
"I love you", she said quietly. She watched her son for just a brief moment more before exiting the room, leaving him to enjoy the afterglow of his first orgasm.
As she walked down the hall, her stomach churned. A nagging voice in the back of her mind kept going, but she pushed it away the best she could. It kept going, however, until the sight of her husband entered her vision.
"Thank you so much, honey", Night Light said with a smile on his lips. He embraced his wife, and she returned the gesture. "I'm glad you're good at these kinds of things." Leaning backwards out of the quick hug, Velvet's husband chuckled. "So, how'd he take it?"
Blushing, Velvet looked to the floor for a second. "He took it... quite well."
"What would I do without you?" Night Light kissed Velvet and chuckled. "Thank you, honey."
Calmness claimed his body. Little by little, his breaths became quiet, a mere reflex. The heat left his body, and the tingling in his nerves dissipated. There was, however, one warmth which did not fade. Twisting his exhausted neck, Shining looked down his own body. His cheeks turned red as he spotted the spurts of his seed splayed across his stomach and chest.
The young colt looked at it, wondering. He had never seen such a substance before. Its purpose eluded him, yet he somehow knew this should never be talked about. Ever. Through simple looking, he knew it was embarrassing. Deep down, he knew what had just transpired was something best left to silence.
As careful as he could, Shining slid off his bed and walked to his closet. Finding a piece of cloth, he wiped his coat clean, at least to the best of his abilities. The sticky substance was incredibly tough to get rid of, and Shining could feel strands of hair still being quite stiff. Furiously he wiped, trying to rid himself of any traces, but it was no use.
With a sigh, he admitted defeat. Carefully hiding the cloth underneath his bed, Shining took a deep breath and opened his door. Thankfully, neither of his parents were in the hall; he could hear their voices echoing from the living room. With as much care as his young body could muster, he sneaked through the hall and into the bathroom, intent on fully cleaning himself.
He locked himself inside with a quiet sigh. As he turned on the water, waiting for it to heat, he felt a gentle stirring between his hind legs. Even before looking, his eyes went wide and his throat went dry. When he looked, he saw exactly what he feared. It was extending, growing, just as it had in his room. Yet this time around, Shining felt his stomach churn and sweat drip from his forehead.
Jumping into the shower, he closed his eyes. He shut them as hard as he could, waiting for whatever was happening to him to go away. As the water hit him, soaking his coat and mane, he felt uneasy, as had he done something terrible. Something stirred deep within him; a feeling he didn't quite know.
His shower was odd. Where he normally scrubbed away, happily humming songs to himself, he now took great care in avoiding his groin. Whenever his hooves went even remotely close, he cringed. It reminded him of the time his hoof was broken, of the time he took care not to hurt himself. Yet he felt not pain, only the churning of his stomach.
By the time the colt was done and left the room, his face had turned to a solemn frown. Though his body was warm, he shivered as he entered the hallway. His eyes were stuck to the floor; he couldn't find the strength to look up. He sighed. Thinking of his room, he thought of the comics, yet didn't find the thought of them appealing. Neither did he entertain the thought of playing guard. Nothing seemed to him interesting.
With another heart-heavy sigh, he started walking. Down the hall to find his door. It was a short walk, an uneventful walk. It was only when he turned, trying to find the knob that he felt a presence behind him. Spinning, he saw his mother, a smile on her face and warm, loving eyes looking down at him.
"Hey, mom", he mumbled, turning his gaze to the floor.
"Hi, sweetie", she replied quietly. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." Shining didn't intentionally mumble, but he couldn't help it. His throat felt dryer than a warm summer day.
"Me and your father have talked about going out for dinner tonight", she said, putting a hoof on her son's head. "Would that be okay with you?"
Reluctantly, Shining looked up. "Go where?"
"Oh, nothing special", his mother said with a cheeky smile. "Maybe just... I don't know, O'Mare's or something."
Shining's face lit up instantly, and at the sight of this, his mother ruffled his hair and laughed. In his body, the young colt felt a knot fade away, far into the back of his soul, nestling there.
And so the colt forgot, at least for a while. He ate ice cream and laughed with both his mother and father. By the end, his stomach hurt, just as it always did, but he didn't care. The evening had been wonderful, as evenings at O'Mare's always were. His parents did speak of the new sister, who would supposedly be coming. Shining learned to ignore them as they spoke of her; he never understood much of their conversation anyway.
By the time they returned, Shining was awfully tired. He was barely clinging to consciousness, lying gently on his mother's back as she carried him inside. In the corners of his mouth was dried caramel, courtesy of the enormous portions of ice cream he had eaten. He heard his parents talking quietly, sometimes picking up on words. It seemed the two were still going on about his non-existing sister. They never seemed to stop talking about her.
It was only when he felt the soft embrace of his bed underneath him that Shining opened his eyes. He only opened them slightly so, but he was met with a wonderful sight. His mother smiled, and she stroked his mane gently.
"Goodnight, sweetie", she whispered, before leaning in to place a kiss on his forehead. No more did she say before leaving the room to let her son get the rest he needed.
As the colt closed his eyes, enjoying the darkness around him, he frowned ever so slightly. While slowly drifting off to dream land, he felt a shifting underneath the bed. A throbbing he couldn't rid himself off.