With Respect to the Old Ways
As if you could Stop Me
By Violent
It was a cold afternoon in late December, and the streets of Ponyville were filled with ponies, each searching for that certain gift the significant other was wishing for. Everypony was panicking, passing their hard earned bits on the kiosks containing whatever garbage was tickling the hearts of whomever. Rarity would watch the chaos and laugh to herself at how little ponies would have gone so far in just a few mere moments. She was surrounded by this insanity and finally got the guts to casually go to the kiosk with the short green mare that looked like she was waiting for any of those crazed ponies to come and at least buy something from her.
Rarity came up to it and saw the employee perk herself up and smile.
"Welcome to the Aphrodisiac Emporium. For any of your significant other's "needs"" she said.
Rarity coughed a bit from the cold wind and rubbed her itchy nose, "Yes, I'm looking for that certain order that would help a certain somepony get... hard, if you know what I mean."
The little green mare shuffled through her various pots and bowls to find a certain vial of red powder. She raised it up and sat it down on the wooden kiosk table.
"I see your husband must be having trouble getting it up? This will do the right trick."
Rarity smirked, though rather nervously from the idea of a husband. She giggled and suddenly covered her mouth to keep the infectious snot from contaminating anypony else.
"Hmm, heh yes, you could say I have a special somepony that will need this for their birthday... how much then?"
"6 bits if it tickle your fancy. You know about the side effects though right?"
Rarity simply nods before she scuffled through her winter jacket's pockets and found some bits to which were dropped onto the kiosk. The gold gleamed from the sunlight and the mare grabbed the precious currency with one quick motion. Then, she hoofed the prize to her customer to which she levitated the vial into her pocket.
"Have fun tonight! Hope it'll be a warmer time than this bucking cold." she called as Rarity walked away.
Rarity giggled to herself as she uncovered the vial from her jacket. She couldn't wait to get started and it was just something she was too excited for.
’Yes... tonight will definitely be a burning hot night~’
She continued down the pathway past the hordes of ponies and went home with an evil little smirk all the long way.
Rarity touched the doorknob of Carousel Boutique. As much as it was frigid to the touch, she still mustered enough will to fret any more chilling things. Though, she has been walking in the freezing cold for a while now. She entered her home and found that the heat of the place felt amazingly warm and happily took off her jacket while taking the vial with her magic. She went to the kitchen and found the cake batter that she left alone on the cupboard. It was held in a little silver bowl and she uncorked the vial and dropped the contents into its mix. She mixed it together while humming a birthday song she thought of.
‘Now ready for baking’, she poured the mixture in the baking tray and put it in the oven to cook for an hour.
Suddenly, the bell on the door rang, making her ears perked up instantly. She was elated knowing that he had arrived and it was finally time to set her plan in motion. Rarity trotted her way to the door and opened it to find exactly who she was expecting.
"Hi Mom! I'm back!" Said the young stallion standing at her door.
Rarity looked upon her son; tall with blue eyes, blonde mane and a white coat that he surely inherited from her. It had been so long since she had seen him and she couldn't help it. She quickly jumped him into a hug, the suddenness of it, making him yelp in surprise.
"Oh my goodness! My little boy has returned!" she said excitedly before yanking him inside from the cold. "Come in, my child! We have so much to discuss. You must be freezing!"
The son situated himself near the couch while Rarity prepared some hot tea. It had been so long since he last was at Carousel Boutique. It looked as if it hasn't changed after all this time. Still messy with his mom's work and the same old couch.
Rarity came in with two cups of steaming hot tea. The stench smelled strong and pungent, yet clean. She sat where her son was and readied the tea onto the glass top table near. They both readily took a cup and had a deep sip before sighing in relief from the hot liquid warming their stomachs.
"So my child, how has the trip around the world been? I've known you have been charting the world for some time now." Rarity looked at his son eagerly, awaiting for his reply.
"Well, we've found more places than you could ever dream of! Even a whole continent of Hippogriffs with their own culture and everything!" He said with a proud grin.
Rarity looked at her son amazed. "Wow, but what are Hippogriffs? Some Kind of Griffin offshoot of some type."
The son looked at her mother nervously, before telling the information he had. "Well, they're actually a hybrid species... of ponies and griffins."
She gasped at the revelation of such a thing. ‘Ponies and Griffins can procreate and make offspring. What are the chances?’
"Judging from your face, you must be surprised." He chuckled a bit.
"Surprised!? That's a huge discovery! I can't believe you discovered that. I'm... so proud." She stated clapping her hooves together for him.
Rarity's son took a long sip and placed the tea onto the fine china that sat on the table. He let out big yawn and felt oddly weird.
"Something the wrong?" said Rarity with a worried expression.
"Oh, it's nothing mother, must be the cold. But, I better be off. As usual, I'll see you next month..."
Rarity's eyes shined in fear of losing her son again. She couldn't have that of all days such as today. "But, son! Please, at least have some cake first. It is your twenty-first birthday after all, and it almost Hearth's Warming Eve."
Her son looked her with a bit of annoyance, but, sat back down before he could leave. "Come on mother...you know I have to do this expedition for the future of Equestria! As I've explained before, we can celebrate some other day, like last time remember?"
Rarity squeezed her leg with her hoof; she just couldn't have him come only for a few minutes to up and leave again for Celestia knows how long. There had to be something she could do, and this was her only chance other wise her plan would never be able to work.
Then, the oven dinged with a loud chink from the kitchen.
"Oh, it'll be a few seconds darling! The cake is about ready. I'll get it right now, at least stay for that before you leave." She said with a slightly begging tone.
Her son groaned a little but sat back on the couch, “Okay, I will stay for a slice of cake. Then I have to go, I have a limited window on where I am going next.”
Rarity nods scurries off to get the cake, and moments later opened the oven and pulled it out. It was a beautiful white vanilla cake, and usually she would put icing on it like Pinkie Pie would always say to do. Yet, she didn't have time to do it, so she cut off two pieces and brought a plate for him.
Rarity found her son sitting on the couch like it was a bed. She didn't mind, but hastily gave the plate to her son, “Couldn’t put icing since you are in such a hurry.”
He nods and takes the fork, "What is it? Vanilla? It looks good." He said inhaling the scent of freshly baked cake.
Rarity sat down on the couch and breathed a breath of fresh air. "Yes, it is vanilla, go ahead and enjoy."
He looked at the cake, it's fluffy skin so enticing to bite. So, what else? He took a chunk and ate it through his mouth. Little did he know his mother was carrying a large grin as she saw him swallow piece by piece of his slice.
"Well, that was pretty good mom! A bit dry without icing, but still tasty all the same.” He said as he looked over to the clock on the wall, “I think I'll be going now, gotta be at the docks tonight." he said while placing the plate down.
As he left the couch. Rarity watched him make his way to the door. As he reached for the knob a surge of weakness overtook him. His eyesight turning hazy and the doorknob seemed to get further and furtheraway. Soon his world seemed to spin before hearing a loud thud and as he hit the ground.
Rarity smirked as she picked up the plates, her cake went uneaten. She returned them to the kitchen in a burst of magic as she trotted over to her her paralyzed son on the floor. She ignited her horn and briskly brought him back to the couch as she readied her son’s ’birthday present’.
"Mmmm-mom, what... happened." the young stallion stuttered as he felt himself being laid on the couch.
"Oh, nothing dear. Just the part where I give you your gift. And it's only tradition that I do it myself, my lovely son." Rarity crawled upon him like a spider that was about to eat its entrapped prey.
Hunger in her eyes, the poor doomed soul then noticed her lower down to his nether region to which he saw his large erect cock pumping with blood.
"T-t-t-t-tradition!? w-what do-do you m-m-mean?"
"Plain and simple my big guy." She muzzled her head behind his cock. "I'm going to buck you hard, It'll be my little secret and you won't remember a thing, but you might enjoy it before you forget" She purred seductively.
Rarity's son felt a wet lapping on his testicles. It was warm and caused an orgasmic sensation all over his body. She moaned as she licked down on his black balls and a bit of pre-cum slipped out from his fully erect stallionhood. She then started softly pressing her hooves, massaging down his balls. The sensation picked up even more than ever before, a feeling of disgust mixed with stress and sexual shock.
"P-p-p-p-lease... mom. Don't d-do this." He groaned and whimpered out.
Rarity picked herself up from the couch, crawling up his body more, his soft coat rubbing against his member as she did so until she could whisper a silent truth to him, ”Don't worry, your grandfather did it to me and throughout the history of our family, but the difference is you won't remember a thing.”
Kissing her way down his body back to the phallus that was so erect and prime for fucking. Rarity grabbed the tender penis and slapped it against her face. She let out a soft moan from the feeling of his meat against her muzzle, and giggled softly.
"Besides, how could I miss out on this monstrosity!? It's even bigger than your fathers." She complimented.
Rarity opened her mouth and placed it on the tip of his member. She licked the top of it to taste her son's salty juices that were still sticky to the taste. Her son gritted his teeth at the powerful emotions that were taking over his mind. He then lost all control, and relaxed, hoping for this to end. He honestly never expected or had heard of such a tradition in his family, but now understands how much of a secret it must have been.
His mother then deep throated his cock. All the way down to the bottom shaft and upwards in one motion. He did not expect this to happen, and started to realize how much he had been neglecting his mother. None of this would have ever occurred if only he saw her for a little longer each time he visited, hell even stated for a few day rather than a few minutes. Maybe he would have learned and been more prepared, or maybe even willing for something like this...but unfortunately he wasn’t...and regretted coming to see his mother.
She made many suckling noises as the mouth continued going down quickly on his throbbing meat. Her tongue dancing along the underside of his cock, as she moaned around it enjoying her son’s flavor as pre-poured from his tip.
"M-m-mom, I'm gonna..." He moaned his body still paralyzed, minus his throbbing member.
Rarity released her mouth from his saliva coated member and began quickly stroking it. Sticking out her tongue, her held wide open in anticipation for her son's seed. Moaning as strong as she could with each pump of her hoof.
"Nnnnngh!" he yelped with a strained upward push of his pelvis.
A large amount of semen fired out like a powerful fire hose in action. Rarity tried her best to swallow and aim the volcano of cum as it flowed down his phallus. Yet instead several shots landed in her mane, on her face, even landing on the couch, but she could only contain some of the gunk before it finally paused. It truly was too much as her muzzle, mane, and part of her sofa was covered in the white liquid. She felt full from a few mouthfuls of it she had gotten. Rarity's son breathed heavily from him ejaculating so much seed. He strained to look up to his mother and his still erect phallus, he was hoping it was enough for her so he could be let go and forget this ever happened.
"Amazing, I can't believe you can put out so much. My belly feels so warm with your hot love inside me. Oh how will I repay you?" She said licking up another job of cum from her muzzle.
She wasn’t done yet, it made him swallow with a few tears to fill his eyes.
Rarity stood up from the semen-encrusted sofa and stretched out her vaginal opening before stroking the feverous cat. She applied her whole body on top of her sons and smiled. His facial expression so weak from cumming so hard, it almost seemed cute. She looked into his eyes and kissed him. Her cum covered face drenching them both in the incestuous love Rarity shared. Without a second notice, she plunged herself into him and felt the large organ pass into her with ease.
"Mmmmph!" Rarity grunted after releasing herself from her son's lips.
She started raising and lowering herself onto his tool. His cock being massaged by her mature and warm embrace. He watched as his mother pumped vigorously over his dick. The feeling was quite pleasurable, but also something he had no idea what to do with.
”What was it she said? That I won't remember this?” He thought as he groaned a bit.
"OH Sweet Celestia, it's been so long!" She shouted as she was stretched by her own child.
”I don't know whether to be disgusted or... well, if I'm not going to remember this. At least there is that possibility.”
"Oh my! I can feel you throbbing within me! Give me it ALL."
”Oh Sweet Celestia, here it comes. All of it, my last batch.”
Rarity's son finally gave in to the madness. Every fiber of his being flowed out of his phallus and within a few moments, he groaned and blacked out instantly. Rarity felt the cum fill her up before the hotness slid down. It went into her walls, womb, and nearly went near where her eggs were stored. She made a loud bellow as it flowed out from her onto her sons body. The orgasm was just too great, and she enjoyed every second of it.
She breathed a few moments in exhaustion before lifting herself off his member letting loose the stickiness from within herself. A single strand of the stuff stretched between them before breaking, and she walked all the way to her room. A row of cum hoofprints leading all the way there. Then, she took a bath in her tub, making sure to soak every single part of herself so she wouldn't smell like sex. Rarity had done her job, tradition had been upheld and now it was the next generation's problem.
Once she was satisfied with her appearance she made quick work of cleaning the mess on her son, and the couch he was currently passed out on. Afterwards she let him rest and the side effects of the aphrodisiac take effect, on her unknowing son.
Some time had past and Rarity's son awoke; his head throbbing as he tried to understand and recall what had happened. He looked around Carousel Boutique and saw nothing out of the ordinary, other than the sunlight peeking in through the curtains. There was a shuffling of metal somewhere in the kitchen and he got off from the couch to investigate. When he went inside it was Rarity drinking a cup of coffee she made. There was another hot batch near the other side and she would watch him curiously.
"Mom, how long have I been out?" He asked rubbing his temples.
Rarity took a sip of her coffee and cleared her throat. "About a few hours, you seemed so tired that I didn't want to wake you."
”I'm late!” He thought, “Sorry mom gotta go bye!” Rarity's son stampeded out and went to the door, But suddenly stopped. He returned to the kitchen to see his mother smiling as she always has and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
"Bye mom, thanks for the tea and cake! I just might make it in time, but I gotta run."
She waved him goodbye and heard the door screeched open before being closed. Rarity took another sip and looked to her stomach to which she felt so happy. Started rubbing her belly, ready for what will be the next part of her family's traditional ways.
”Yes, it will be the next generation's problem and the next ones and the next. And it will be beautiful” She thought as she watched her son gallop off.
”Though, I just can't wait for the next ones 21st…” A hoof touching her stomach.