> Pear Butter: Fertile Farmer
>  by CapNTilfy
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> The Pear-fect Preggo
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As a human male raised on the streets of San Fransicolt, you never saw yourself as someone who was attracted to mares. Now that's not to say you dislike them, you've made friends with a few here and there. It's just that... well... you were only attracted to human females.

At least, that was until you decided to move to Ponyville for a change of pace, as well as peace and quiet... then you met Pear Butter. The very moment you laid eyes on her, you felt heat rise to your face. There was something so captivating about her smile as she waved and welcomed you. You had to know more about her!

As you got to know Pear Butter, you found that there was a lot to like about her. Her accent. Her singing. Her passion. Her warmth. Before you knew it, you had fallen in love with her.

Much to your surprise, Pear Butter had fallen for you too! The way you strut to the beat of music. Your wit. Your love for children and foals alike.

You'll never forget the first time you saw Pear Butter naked. It was a sight to behold! Pudgy and curvy in all the right places... especially her breasts! The image of her taking her bra off, then holding her tits with a seductive gaze...

"What can I say, darlin'? I grow 'em big."

Once she removed her hands, you both spent countless hours passionately making love to each other.

After around five years of dating, you got married. It's been a couple of years since then, and your love for each other isn't the only thing that's grown...





Light filters through your eyelids as the sun rises. You open your eyes to find your sight surrounded by orange hair, and you sigh happily. This wouldn't be the first time you've woken up with your face full of Pear Butter's mane. You gently nuzzle against her neck, then peck it.

Pear Butter stirs, then takes a hold of your arm, which is just beneath her breasts, and caresses it.

"Morning, you crazy-hot filly," you purr.

Pear Butter laughs softly. You know she loves it when you call her that. "Morning yourself, darlin'," she says, then yawns.

You take a deep whiff of Pear Butter's mane, eliciting a shudder of delight from her. "Happy Mother's Day."

Another soft laugh. "Not quite yet."

"What do you mean, 'not quite yet'," you ask as you lower your hand, then rest it on Pear Butter's massive pregnant belly.

You and Pear Butter wanted to have kids...

"Plenty of people consider pregnant women and mares to be mothers," you continue. "And I think our unborn foals would be inclined to agree!"

...but neither of you were expecting her to get pregnant with triplets.

Pear Butter sighs happily as she puts her hand on top of yours, then runs her thumb up and down the back of it. "Ya know... I reckon you're right."

"Of course I am," you say softly, then snake your other hand just under her other arm, causing her to lace her fingers with yours as you rest it on her large rotund midesction. "So Happy Mother's Day, my love," you whisper into her ear as you rub her belly.

Pear Butter leans her head back so that your cheek is touching hers as you feel your cock grow. She hums. "I know you can't help it, baby, but I ain't in the mood right now... you'll jus' have to wait 'til later."

You have a pregnancy fetish, and Pear Butter is all too aware of this. You've fucked several times each day ever since she started showing!

"Always a worthwhile wait, hon," you purr as you continue running your hands up and down her huge baby bump.

You and Pear Butter savor your intimacy for several moments, then you hear her stomach growl.

"I'm a mite hungry, darlin'."

You smile. "Well then, let's whip up something to eat!"





Pear Butter lets out a hearty belch as she rubs her belly. "Damn, hon... your cooking never ceases to amaze me!"

"And your ability to put it all away never ceases to amaze me," you say in awe. "Are you sure you're only carrying three in there?"

Pear Butter snorts as she continues rubbing her rotund midsection. "You try being pregnant. Takes a lotta energy!" Her eyes suddenly widen and light up.

You get up off of your chair. "You feel a kick?"

Pear Butter nods as you reach her.

You get on your knees as you raise her pajama top and lower her panties, fully baring her massive baby bump. You rest your head on it, then rub against it, savoring the warmth of her coat as her bristles gently tickle your face.

Pear Butter starts stroking your hair as you run a hand around her swollen belly. Your heart thunders in your chest as your love for her deepens by the second, and you know without a doubt that she's going through the same thing!

You feel a kick just below your forehead, and you kiss the spot. You look up to see Pear Butter gaze at you lovingly, her maternal glow adding to her already natural beauty.

"I love you," you whisper.

"I love you too," Pear Butter purrs as she runs a hand through your hair.

The two of you remain silent for a few minutes, basking in the warmth of your love.

"We should get dressed, darlin'. Got a whole day ahead of us," Pear Butter says.

"Yeah," you say softly, then stand up and help her off the chair. You take her by the hand and lace your fingers with hers, then head over to the master bedroom.

Once inside, you and Pear Butter take off your clothes. Before you can reach the dresser, you feel her massive pregnant belly press against your back as she wraps her arms around your waist.

"I wouldn't do that just yet, babe," she says huskily as she caresses your torso. "Now that I'm good and full, I can take care of my... other appetite."

You feel your cock start to grow as Pear Butter pecks your neck twice, then lowers her hand. "I don't like fucking on an empty stomach." She nuzzles your cheek as you feel her gently caress your member. You close your eyes with a slow exhale.

Pear Butter's so fucking hot when she's horny.

As your dick reaches its maximum hardness, Pear Butter starts pumping it, moaning seductively in your ear between quick sucking kisses on your neck.

You wrap your arms around your wife's arm with a soft moan, and she giggles. "Don't you worry, baby... I ain't gonna make you blow your load right now... that'd be a waste of some damn good cum." She lets go of your cock, then turns you around.

"Did you know one of the biggest things about pregnancy... besides the belly..." she pauses, then rubs her heavily rotund midsection with another seductive moan. "...is the load of raging hormones..." she shoves you onto the bed, positions herself, then impales herself on your dick with a with a drawn-out moan as she cradles her massive baby bump.

You gasp as the warmth of Pear Butter's vaginal walls eagerly welcome your member. She gyrates her hips, and you arch your back. She begins bouncing on your cock and throws her head back. "Oh, fuck, I needed this so much," she moans out as she runs her hands around her bulbous midsection.

You watch in awe and arousal as Pear Butter's large tits and huge pregnant belly bounce and jiggle along with her. You caress her legs and thighs, then moan when she gyrates her hips again.

"O-ohhh... darlin', gonna cum..." Pear Butter bucks her hips, and her inner walls massage your cock as her whole body locks up with a spasm or two. She lets out an adorable squeak before letting out a throaty moan. "F-Fuck..." She grabs your hands and places them on her rotund midsection. "Rub my swollen pregnant belly, hon... f-f-fuuuck!" She climaxes again. "F... Feels so... o-ohhhh f-fuuuuuuck!" A third orgasm, followed almost immediately by another.

You thrust along with Pear Butter, and you're rewarded with a generous amount of her cum spilling onto your lap as she jerks in fits and starts. Once she recovers, she grabs her big breasts with a lewd grin. "C... Cum for me hon... fill me up like you did... when you got me this heavily pregnant!"

You moan as you finally feel an orgasm build, and Pear Butter caresses your cheek with a loving smile. The look on her face pushes you past your limit, and you blow your load.

Pear Butter gasps slowly, then quivers as you pump your jizz inside her, each thick and potent strand filling her with your warmth. She hums, cradling her belly with her eyes closed, then detaches and lays on her side right next to you. She giggles. "We made quite a mess, didn't we?"

"Yeah," you say as you catch your breath. "But it was worth it."

"Damn right it was." Pear Butter runs a hand through your hair as she gives you a lustful gaze. "Might as well hop in the shower."

Pear Butter loves fucking in the shower just as much as you do. The very idea causes your cock to twitch in anticipation. "Yeah. Might as well."

The two of you reach the bathroom, and Pear Butter sits you down on the toilet. She gazes at you, and her turquoise eyes shimmer with love. She squats down, keeping herself balanced with her hooves in a way that only an Earth mare heavily pregnant with triplets can...

...then covers your dick with her mouth.

You gasp loudly as Pear Butter drags her tongue around it and run a hand through her mane. You hear an alluring giggle, and it's only then that you realize she's not using her hands. She's done this throughout her pregnancy, and you love to see it. Pushing past the pleasure from her killer blowjob, you lean forward to see that she's rubbing her massively rotund belly with a seductive moan. She sucks on you hard, then lets go with an audible pop.

"Can't wait any longer, hon," Pear Butter says with an almost pleading tone.

You nod, then turn on the shower water as Pear Butter takes you by the hand. You enter, and she backs into you and presses her lips against yours.

You both open your mouths and enter a deep kiss, tasting each others tongues with moans of love and lust. Pear Butter takes your hands and directs them to her heavy baby bump as you slowly penetrate her. Another moan between wet and passionate kisses as you hilt her and rub her belly.

Pear Butter buries her hands in your hair as you begin thrusting, deepening her next kiss with a happy sigh. The sounds of your passionate lovemaking echo throughout the shower and the bathroom as she directs your hands to her large breasts. You caress, then grope them as you hear her let out a low moan.

Your heart beats a mile a minute. No matter what she does, Pear Butter always manages to look incredibly sexy and beautiful to you. You love her so much for that. These thoughts compel you to rub your cheek against hers, then kiss it.

Pear Butter squeals and squirms, squirting her love juices as she's hit with a thunderous orgasm.

You pick up speed as you return your hands to Pear Butter's huge pregnant belly, savoring the soft warmth that makes you so hard. You rest your head on her shoulders and stare in awe and arousal as you watch your hands rub her glorious stretch-mark filled rotund midsection. The very sight triggers a building orgasm.

Pear Butter's belly suddenly tightens, causing her to yelp in pain and put her hands on yours. You gasp, then let out a guttural moan with a spasm as you bust a nut. She responds with a shudder, then runs a thumb up and down the back of one of your hands as her contraction ebbs away.

The two of you stay still for a few moments, basking in afterglow.

"You okay, hon," you ask, then peck her on the cheek.

Pear Butter sighs. "Yeah... I hate it when that happens."

"I bet."

"Wanna rub and kiss it," she asks huskily. "It'll make me feel a mite better."

You snort as you detach from Pear Butter, then get down on your knees and caress her massive gravid abdomen as you gently rub your face against it, then kiss it.

You stand back up, then get to washing yourself, then her.





A little while later, you and Pear Butter exit the shower and dry each other off, then get dressed. "So," you say to your wife. "Today belongs to you. What do you want to do?"

"I want to make sure everything's ready for when our little ones arrive," Pear Butter says softly as she looks down at her belly, then caresses it.

You smile warmly. You've already done that twice since Pear Butter passed her due date last week, but you don't see the harm in triple-checking... especially if it puts her mind at ease. "All right then," you say as you put your hand on top of hers, then peck her on the forehead. "That's what we'll do."

Pear Butter takes her hand off of her baby bump, and you lace your fingers with hers as you make your way to the triplets' room. Since it's next door to the master bedroom, it's only a matter of a few steps. You reach the doorway, and take a good look inside.

The triplets' room is medium-sized, with pink paint on the walls to your left and right, and a bright blue in the direction you're facing. Each wall, save for the one where the doorway is, has a crib with a mobile above it. The mobiles contain the faces and cutie marks of Princesses Luna and Celestia.

Princess Luna's presence on the mobile is meant to ward off nightmares, and to ensure any foal a restful night's sleep.

Princess Celestia's presence on the mobile is meant to greet your foal to the new day, shining her love and light upon them.

Two dressers stand back-to-back in the center of the room. One for your fillies, and one for your colt. You lost count of how many times you organized and reorganized their clothes.

Three chairs sit next to the doorway, one for each person that holds a triplet.

Pear Butter puts a hand on your chest and sniffles as she rests her head on your shoulder. 

You smile as you run a hand through her mane, then lift her chin and wipe away her tear. "Starting to feel real," you ask softly.

Pear Butter nods as she takes a shuddering breath, then sighs.

You get down on your knees and lightly press your head against Pear Butter's bulbous midsection. "We're ready when you three are," you whisper as you rub her baby bump.

Pear Butter runs a hand through your hair. "I still wanna do one last check, hon," she purrs. "My water can break after that."

"Are you sure you don't have a few more fucks in you," you ask playfully as you continue to caress her gravid abdomen.

"I might have a couple more," she replies alluringly. "For now... one thing at a time, darlin'."

You nod, then stand back up. "Well all right then. Let's get to it!"





After you both finish, Pear Butter wipes a bit of sweat off of her forehead. "I dunno 'bout you, hon, but I'm plum tuckered out..."

"You want to lay on the sofa?"

"Only if you wanna cuddle me to sleep, love," Pear Butter purrs with half-lidded eyes.

You can't help but blush, which elicits a giggle from her.

"Still got it!"

You take Pear Butter by the hand and caress her cheek. "Love... you never even lost it to begin with." 

Now it's her turn to blush as she closes her eyes and gently nuzzles against your hand. "All right, mister smooth talker." Pear Butter laces her fingers with yours. "Let's get to snugglin'."

On the way there, you run your thumb up and down the back of Pear Butter's hand as she pecks you on the cheek. Her face is flushed with a maternal glow, and the look of deep love in her eyes makes your heart beat a mile a minute!

Upon reaching the sofa, you lay down first. Pear Butter gets on and lies on her side so she has a comfortable sleep. You gently peck her on the neck once, then twice as you put a hand on her rotund midsection. She closes her eyes and sighs at your touch, then puts her hand on top of yours as you run your hand around it.

"Rest well, love," you whisper in her ear as you press your body against hers. Within a few minutes, your hear Pear Butter begin to snore.

Now that you think about it, a nap doesn't sound like a bad idea... especially if you're going to have more sex with Pear Butter later on. You'll need to conserve your energy! You caress her round baby bump one last time, then fall asleep.





Some time later, you're woken up by a slight jostle. Bleary-eyed, you mutter unintelligibly. "Wh-whatimeisit?"

"Sorry to wake ya, love, but I'm a mite hungry," Pear Butter says as you feel a kick from her belly. "And I think the foals are, too."

You blink, then stretch and yawn. "Well let's not keep any of you waiting any longer!"





After lunch, you and Pear Butter go out the back porch to enjoy the weather. You sit on the two-seated porch swing and gaze at the fields together.

"Darlin'," Pear Butter says huskily as she leans on your shoulder.

"Hmm?" You run a hand through her mane, then stop suddenly as you notice her begin to unbutton her shirt from the bottom. "Wait, what are you-"

Pear Butter cuts you off with a giggle. "Ain't nobody here but you, me, and the triplets, babe..." Her huge baby bump jiggles slightly as she undoes each button, one by one, until it all but sloshes free with just one button keeping her large breasts from bouncing out. She sighs as she unzips her maternity jeans. "That was a tighter fit than I thought it'd be."

You can only stare in awe and arousal as Pear Butter takes off her jeans, revealing her thick and curvy hips. Her belly's so big you can hardly see her pink panties! Oh, the things you want to do to her right now...

Pear Butter slowly gets up, then turns to face you with a seductive grin. "You want this big, round pregnant belly," she asks in her sexiest tone as she caresses it.

All you do is swallow, then nod.

"Then you better come and get it, hot stuff," she purrs, then waddles away.

It takes a great deal of restraint for you to stay put so Pear Butter can get a decent head start. You want to be sporting so she can enjoy this as much as you are!

After a few moments, Pear Butter stops, then lays on the ground.

Oh man, she must be really fucking horny if she gave up that fast. You know she could go further than that, even if she was pregnant with quadruplets!

You rush to Pear Butter, barely able to contain your libido as a sudden gust of wind blows flowers all over your wife. You reach her, and you're treated to sight that you'll never forget as long as you live.

Pear Butter lies on the ground, with her hands behind her head. She's surrounded by flowers, with some in her mane, some in her tail, some on her thighs, and some on her massive, stretch-mark filled pregnant belly. She takes a deep breath, then puffs her chest out. You hear a faint snapping noise as her breasts jiggle, then slide apart.

Pear Butter laughs, causing her large baby bump to shake. She gazes at you lovingly with half-lidded eyes, and the maternal glow on her face makes her even more beautiful and sexy!

"I know I don't have to ask how horny you are," Pear Butter says huskily. "But as for me?" She beckons you to lean in closer, then whispers in your ear. "If Princess Celestia herself was here... she'd just have to watch." She grabs you by your shirt, then shoves her tongue in your mouth.

You close your eyes and bury your hands in Pear Butter's mane, deepening the kiss as she lets go of your shirt, reaching for your pants zipper.

You break the kiss and caress Pear Butter's cheek, positioning yourself so she can unzip you. You grin as you feel your pants loosen, then peck her on the lips as you rub your torso against her rotund midsection. You shake your pants off and toss your shirt to who knows where, then kiss her belly as you run your hands around it.

Pear Butter hums as she undoes the last button on her shirt, which causes her large breasts to spill out. She moans seductively, knowing that she's turning you on something fierce. She lifts her legs, and you grab her panties and fling them away.

With your cock now at its hardest, you grab Pear Butter and force her on all fours, then remove your underwear. With a big grin, you mount her and start fucking.

Pear Butter throws her head back with a load moan as you feel her vaginal walls tense up. "Rub my..." she takes a shuddering breath. "Rub my massive pregnant belly... mmh... I love the feeling of your hands... o-ooohh... the feeling of your hands on it..."

You move your hands from her hips, gently caressing her skin as you breath down her neck. She gasps loudly, then locks up as her love canal trembles and massages your dick.

You moan lustfully as your hands glide around her huge baby bump. Grass tickles your hands as you reach the very middle of it. You rest your head on Pear Butter's shoulder, then whisper in her ear as your heart thunders.

"You're so fucking hot... rubbing your belly makes me so damned hard," you say huskily.

Pear Butter screams as an incredible orgasm causes her to twitch and spasm wildly. You feel her rotund midsection jiggle until afterglow hits her.

You can't help but moan as you feel an all too familiar pressure begin to build. "F-Fuck, baby... gonna cum..." You lock up and curl your toes as you dump a big load inside Pear Butter.

She quivers with a gasp, then sighs when you finish. "I needed that," she purrs as you detach and lay on the ground next to her.

You peck Pear Butter on the neck twice, then nuzzle it and rest your head on her shoulder as you enjoy the warmth of her body. You place your hand on her belly, then kiss her on the cheek when she puts her hand on top of yours.

"Can we stay like this for a while," Pear Butter asks in a whisper as she laces her fingers with yours.

"Of course, love," you reply softly as you caress her belly. You feel a sudden kick, and Pear Butter presses her head against  the back of yours.

"Sweet Celestia, I love you so much."

"I love you too, hon. I love you too."

If you had known that 'a while' would turn out to mean 'until sunset', you still would've stayed with her.

You sigh as the sun sets, gently stroking Pear Butter's baby bump.

"Ain't it romantic, hon," Pear Butter whispers as she runs her hands through your hair. 

You laugh softly. "Yeah, it is." Your stomach growls, eliciting a laugh from your wife as she puts her hand on yours.

"I think the foals are pretty damned hungry too," Pear Butter says softly.

"Then let's get inside, shall we?"





For dinner, you would cook Pear Butter's favorite meal: homemade oatburgers topped with sautéed mushrooms and your family's garlic sauce, with a side of hay fries.

You cooked it all wearing nothing but an apron and a smile, and you caught Pear Butter gazing at your sweet, sweet ass multiple times. That only made your smile wider.

Having finished dinner and cleanup, you and Pear Butter head upstairs to the master bedroom. Upon reaching the door, you open it, then hold a hand out. "Wait here," you say huskily. She nods, and you close the door to get things ready.

After you dim the lights to create a romantic atmosphere, you hurry over to the nightstand and take out the oil for Pear Butter's belly, then your card for her. You lie down on your bed and imagine all the things you're going to do to each other, which causes you to go full mast. "All right, you crazy-hot filly," you say in your sexiest tone. "Come on in."

You hear your wife giggle, then open the door. "Oh, my," she says in mock surprise as she points to your cock. "Is all that for little ol' me?"

"It's yours and yours alone, baby," you purr, causing her to giggle again as she waddles her way to the bed. She sits in your lap, then leans into you as you hand her her card.

Pear Butter opens the envelope and takes out a card depicting a silhouette of a human male and a mare, with a giant heart that contains an outline of a foal. She opens the card...


Bringing new life into the world is one of the most beautiful things a woman can do.


Just below the print is your note to Pear Butter.


Pear Butter. My love. My everything. I still can't believe we're going to be parents! Ever since we found out together, I've watched you glow with love as you've become more beautiful with each passing day. 

I've seen you at your best when we cuddle, when you're asleep, when we make love...

I've seen you at your worst when you suffered the headaches, the cramps, the grouchiness, the sickness...

If we ever get the chance to do this all again, I would do it in a heartbeat. I love you so, so much. More than words or actions can say.

Happy Mother's Day, you crazy-hot filly.

All of my love and then some.


Pear Butter sniffles as she wipes a tear from her eye. "I love you too, darlin'... oh Celestia, I love you too." She gently caresses your legs as you peck her on the cheek, then begin to rub her massive pregnant belly.

Pear Butter sighs happily as she rests her head on your shoulder with her eyes closed. Everything she does makes her look beautiful, and you often wonder how she does it!

You close your eyes as well, getting lost in your love. Pear Butter's tail swishes slightly and grazes against your cock as it stiffens further.

"Hey, hon," Pear Butter says dreamily, causing you to snap back to attention.

"Yeah?"

"There's something I've been meaning to tell you... I was going to tell you after the foals were born, but now seems like the perfect time."

"What's that?"

Pear Butter puts her hands on top of yours as you continue running your hands around her rotund midsection. "These last months have been amazing. Carrying these three lives inside of me has felt unlike anything I've felt before! I just feel so... beautiful and sexy."

Your cock twitches.

"I ain't just sayin' this to turn you on," She continues huskily. "I mean it. Having such huge tits and this big, swollen belly... I-I can't explain how, or why. I just know that I love it!"

You stop rubbing Pear Butter's baby bump. "So... what are you saying?"

She opens her eyes halfway and gazes at you alluringly. "Darlin'," she all but whispers. "I think I have a fetish for bein' pregnant."

Your jaw drops.

"And you know what," Pear Butter purrs. "I wouldn't mind gettin' knocked up again." She puts your hands back on her bulbous belly as she giggles, then whispers into your ear. "In fact... I wanna be your foal factory, baby... for as long as I can." She raises and positions herself. "So be a good hubby and fuck my brains out... I'm so horny right now I feel like I'm in heat."

Slowly, almost agonizingly so, Pear Butter impales herself on your cock as she gasps, draws a shuddering breath, then sighs as she's hilted. "Don't forget to rub my big, round, heavy pregnant belly," she moans out, then plants her lips on yours.

The sheer hotness of Pear Butter's words ignites your lust and passion, and you open your mouth to taste her tongue as your hands glide around her soft rotund midsection. Deep kisses, wet pats, and moans of love and lust fill your bedroom along with the banging of your bed's headboard.

Pear Butter puts her hands on top of yours, then forces you to jiggle her huge belly. "Mmmhhh... love being this big..." she begins panting as she gyrates her hips. "O-Oh sweet Celestia... gonna fucking cum hard..." Her moaning becomes louder as you rub her baby bump together, then screams as her entire body shudders. One orgasm becomes two. Then three. "Don't fucking stop, hon," she cries out. "F-Feels so good to be this heavily pregnant!" She all but shoves her tongue in your mouth, and you feel an orgasm begin to build.

"Fill me up all night long, you fucking stud," Pear Butter says huskily, just before she throws her head back and cums again. You swiftly follow suit.

Upon finishing, you detach from Pear Butter then drag her to the edge of the bed, where you shove your cock back inside her as you grab her by the hips.

Pear Butter arches her back with a loud and throaty moan as you fuck her hard. Watching her large breasts and huge baby bump jiggle and slosh around is almost mesmerizing, but you have to stay focused!

"I... I love you, darlin'... mmmmhhnn... love you so much... gonna cum..." Pear Butter climaxes with a squeak as her orgasmic juices squirt onto the bedroom floor. "S-Shit... still h-horny..." She starts caressing her gravid abdomen and licking her lips. "Yeah... you like watching me rub my huge pregnant belly, don't you? You can rub it too... for as long as you want..."

You almost immediately blow your load at the sight as an intense orgasm flows through you. Once you finish, you force your wife on all fours for another round.

Pear Butter moans huskily. "Keep cumming inside me, babe... I think my belly's growing!"

You don't know whether that's true or she's just trying to turn you on, but you don't care. You just fuck her and rub her heavily rotund midsection mindlessly until you dump another load inside her.

"Keep going, for the love of Celestia!"

You get back on the bed and lay down as Pear Butter takes the cowgirl position. You place your hands on her round, stretch mark-filled belly and rub it like a lamp, reveling in your desire.

You lose track of the time as you experience another orgasm. Sweat rolls down your forehead as you each take up a new position, then cum together with a few minutes.

The scent of sex is heavy. Your bedsheets are permeated with your sweat and orgasmic juices.

Neither you nor Pear Butter have the energy to continue... just enough to cuddle. You crawl behind her, then rest a hand on her magnificent baby bump. "H... H-Happy Mother's D-Day, P... Pear Butter," you say as you desperately try to catch your breath.

"L... L-Love you," Pear Butter says, then closes her eyes.

"Love you too," you say, then close your eyes as well.

Exhausted, you and Pear Butter fall asleep for a good night's rest... only be woken up within half an hour as your wife goes into labor.