You're a Fine Mule
Delta Vee blinked awake, still groggy, and reached up to rub the sleep out of her eyes, only to find that her powder-blue hoof was cuffed to the hospital bed. Through the room window she could see the guard pony posted outside of her room and she groaned.
"Fuck."
After a few minutes a gryphon nurse walked in with a hospital cart. The name on her badge said Gabriel. "Welcome back," Gabriel greeted. "For a while I wasn't sure if you were ever going to wake up."
Delta's hoof rattled the chain on her cuffs. "Yeah, well, now I'm kinda wishing I didn't."
Gabriel frowned, glancing over at the guard outside the room. "I know things look bleak, but take it from a nurse who's seen more than her fair share of death; Any day above ground is a good day." Delta gave a dubious snort. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"I ain't saying shit!"
Gabriel gave a weak smile. "I'm not here to interrogate you," she assured her. "And patient confidentiality means I can't tell the guards anything you tell me." She put on a pair of gloves. "And it might help for you to get your mind off this next part. Why don't you start by telling me your name?"
Delta Vee was too weak to put up any kind of resistance to the nurse rolling her onto her side. She applied lubricant to the glove. "Molly," Delta said. "You can call me Molly."
Gabriel nodded. "And how did you end up here, Molly?" she asked. Delta winced as she felt her two-tone teal tail pulled aside and knew what was coming next, and grunted as she felt the gryphon's hand start to work.
"It's a long story..."
A Week Earlier
Apogee waited at the Las Pegasus airport for her mother, Delta Vee to arrive. She had gone away to travel on a business trip of some kind. She was thrilled to hear that things were looking finally up for her mother, who always seemed to be struggling with money. The aircraft landed and Delta disembarked with a tropical floral-print shirt and a dour shuffle.
"Mom!" Apogee waved, moving through the crowd in the terminal. Getting closer, she couldn't help but notice how much more obviously pudgy she was since she had seen her only a month prior. "Oh, wow Mom. You're looking, eh... well-fed?"
"Shut it, kid. What are you doing here?" Delta asked. "I thought you were going to show up later at the yard."
"I left campus early to come greet you!" Apogee said, excited to spend Spring Break with her mom.
Delta rolled her eyes. "I'm surprised you're not spending it with your father."
Apogee's ineffable smile faltered for just a moment. "I just missed you," she said. "And we're just having a little.. er, nuthin..." she trailed off.
"Oh? Having an argument? A fight? Is he suddenly not your perfect father of the every year? Or did you stop being his flawless little angel?" Delta mocked.
"It's not like that, it's... it's complicated," Apogee tried to say.
Delta's voice always had an edge of vitriol when talking about her ex-husband. "Well you've been living there for free and getting your school paid for. You had to expect the other hoof to drop eventually. You were bound to find out what happens when you don't want to go along with Jet Stream's plans."
Apogee knew very well that she had been part of her father's plan, but not her mother's. That her father had gotten her mother pregnant in a bid to keep her in his life. Apogee had made peace with the fact a long time ago. She wanted to ask if her mother really intended to hold her existence against her father forever, but thought better of it. She knew the answer was yes.
"Where are we going?" Apogee asked, following her through the city in a direction that wasn't toward Delta's home.
"I need to make a stop for work."
Apogee followed her two blocks over to one of the neighborhoods that ran parallel to the main Las Pegasus strip. They arrived in front of a typical-looking pawn shop, like so many that dotted the city.
"Wait out here," Delta told her. "I'm going to be a few minutes."
"Why, what are you doing?" she asked.
"I'm just making a stop for work," Delta insisted.
"You work at a pawn shop now?"
"No, I'm just-"
"Are you pawning something for work?"
"No! I-"
"Ooh! Are you buying something!?"
"Would you stop with the questions!?" Delta snapped, putting a hoof to her side and wincing. "Look, I've had a really long trip and I don't need your crap right now. Just wait right here!" She pointed at the sidewalk under Apogee's hooves. "Don't move from this spot! I'll be right back."
Delta turned and shuffled into the pawn shop. Apogee watched from the window as her mother talked to the clerk at the front desk and then waved her through to the door at the back of the store. Delta walked into what Apogee assumed was the back room. She looked at the rest of the shop through the window. Some of the items looked really interesting. But as much as she wanted to go inside and browse around, she didn't want to exacerbate her mother's already-sour mood.
True to her word, Delta came back out several minutes later. She looked better in every conceivable way. It was as close to 'cheerful' as Apogee had ever seen her. She glanced at her mother's now-proportionate abdomen.
"Geez Mom, did you have a foal in there?" Apogee teased. Delta just rolled her eyes. "You know you could have just said that you needed the restroom."
"Yeah, yeah," Delta muttered. "Come on. Let's just go home."
Home was Vee's Junkyard and Spaceship Parts. One could call it Delta's business venture if they were being charitable. More accurate was that it was her trailer's final resting place. The trailer made you feel like you needed a Tetanus shot just from looking at it. Worth more as scrap by this point, the junkyard suited it. The upshot was that the property taxes were low enough that she could continue to just barely get by. Or at least, that was how it used to be the last time Apogee saw it. The spot that the rusty trailer used to occupy had been replaced with a proper, prefabricated double-wide house.
Delta put a key into the front door that actually bothered to have a lock on it now, and they went inside. Apogee's eyes practically rolled out of her head as she looked around inside in awe. The sheer size of it was almost bigger than Jet Steam's penthouse condo.
"Holy crap, Mom! What happened? It doesn't look like a crack house anymore! It's actually clean, like a cocaine house!"
Delta scoffed and sat at the small kitchen table. "Yeah well, my ship finally came in, as it were. Hard work finally paying off and all that."
Apogee looked around the home. For as nice as the house was, it was still the same home that Delta always kept. Even though her nice bed wasn't just a mattress on the floor, it was still protected by a mountain of dirty laundry. Her new refrigerator was still filled with beer and leftover pizza, with frozen dinners in the freezer. The centerpiece of the kitchen, a nice carved, wooden kitchen table was a big upgrade from the old folding card table. But it was still littered with empty beer cans and an ash tray full of stale cigarette butts.
"So what do you want to do for your spring break?" Delta asked. Delta herself had always been too focused on academics in college to consider being one of the 'fillies gone wild' on spring break. And as she understood it, Apogee was more or less the same. Maybe not quite as nerdy as Delta had been at the time. But she couldn't imagine her being anything other than the sweet, innocent filly she always knew.
"Hanging out here with you is enough," Apogee said. Delta scoffed again.
"Apogee, come on, I know you have better friends you could be spending this time with! I don't know why you keep wasting it with me."
"Do you feel like you're wasting your time with me?" Apogee asked.
"That- that's now what I said! I just-" Delta huffed in frustration and lit a cigarette. "Look kid, I know you think it's your responsibility to try to save me because I'm your mom," she said as the cigarette dangled in her lips. "Save our marriage or family or whatever. And I keep telling you it's a lost cause. But more than that-" Delta took a long drag and slowly blew the smoke out. Apogee visibly winced and shrank away from the smoke. "Look, I'm not trying to blow you off because I don't care about you. I'm doing it because I do care... I don't want to be a bad influence on you."
Delta's phone started to ring. "What the fuck now...?" She picked it up. "The fuck you want? ... No, I'm off this week. ... Yeah, no shit it's spring break! That's why I- ... That's not fair! What happened to Doretta? ... How much!? ..." Delta rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Well who the hell else am I supposed to find for this? ... " Delta looked over at Apogee. "Fuck'n- Fine! But they better be business class tickets! I'm not flying coach for this again!" She ended the call and threw her phone at the table. "Fuck!"
"Is everything okay, Mom?"
Delta grimaced and rubbed her forehead. "How do you feel like going to Neighiami?"
"Neighiami!? Wha- why?"
"I need to deliver something for work. I... it's a courier job. You know, like a delivery pony?"
"When?"
Delta looked at the clock on the wall. "Some time between now and soon."
"I- I don't even have... what should I pack?"
"Don't worry about it. We can buy whatever we need. But I just need to know if you're coming or not right now. 'Cuz otherwise, you need to go home."
Apogee didn't want to go home to her father yet. But more than that, she didn't want to disappoint her mother. "Of course I'll come!"
Somehow, Delta looked more disappointed.
"Fine. Let's go. We can pick up our tickets at Will-Call."
As promised, Delta received two business-class flight tickets and went through the airport security without any problems. The majority of the passengers on the flight were earth ponies and unicorns. But it wasn't that unusual for a pegasus to take air travel in modern Equestria. Especially when needing to travel over long distances in a short time.
Apogee had her face pressed up against the window as they took off. She was no stranger to flight, herself. But the jet liners could fly higher and faster than most pegasi were capable. And there was just something inherently magical about sitting in a chair in the sky. She had the same giddy glee that she always had as a little filly, even now as a college-aged mare.
"So what are you delivering?" Apogee asked.
"I'm not delivering anything," Delta said, putting on her aviator sunglasses. "I'm picking something up."
"What are you picking up?"
"I don't know yet."
"Do you know what it could be?"
"I have some idea."
"Like what?"
"You ask too many questions. Why don't you take a nap or something? It'll make the flight shorter."
"I'm too excited! I've never been to Neighiami! Have you been there before?"
"Yeah."
"Cool! Is it cool? How cool is it!?"
"This time of year it'll be hot. Hot and humid. Hopefully we won't be there long."
"Can we see Cape Carnival? Or Dizzy Knee World? Ooh! What about the-"
Delta lifted her sunglasses. "Apogee, see how my eyes are closed under here!? It means I'm sleeping. So just let me sleep for pony's sake!"
"Okay. Fine." Apogee turned and faced the window again, watching the clouds whizz by under them.
Delta winced as she stepped out of the air conditioning of the Neighiami airport into the oppressive heat of the region. Her fur was still cool from being in the AC, making the humidity condense on her like a cold drink, adding to the sweat already rolling off her. It was nothing like the arid air of Las Pegasus. "Ugh, it's like stepping into a sauna!"
"It's not so bad," Apogee said, feeling mistaken a few seconds later.
Delta led the way. "Come on, there's a bar about a block from here."
The airport abutted the intersection of the industrial park, and commercial shipping district that served a hundred ships a day in the western bay, since nopony wanted to live next to the airport except deaf ponies.
Brandy's was a bar that looked a bit out of place, with the aesthetic of a beachside tiki bar, complete with a faux thatch roof and al fresco seating. Delta would have preferred to be back in the air conditioning. But she was thirsty, and at least it was out of the sun.
They sat at the bar and waited for the waitress to come by. A few seats away, lonely sailors passed the time away talking about their homes, and passing a few glances at the new mares. One of them waved a hoof to the barkeep. "Brandy, fetch another round!" Brandy served them whiskey and wine.
The other sailors smiled. "Brandy, you're a fine girl!"
"What a good wife you would be!"
"Yeah, your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea!"
Brandy teased them with a wink. A tease was all it was, and the regulars there knew it perfectly well. She moved down to the other end of the bar. "What'll it be ladies?"
"Beer," Delta said flatly.
"Any preference?" Brandy asked. "I have cider on tap."
"Whatever's cheap."
"I have Kirin Beer in a can." Brandy said. The other sailors snickered.
"Sure. Whatever."
"And you?"
"Can I have an iced coffee?" Apogee asked.
"Sure thing. I'll be right back with those."
Delta looked over at Apogee. "Since when do you drink coffee?"
"What pony in college doesn't?"
Delta shrugged. "That's fair."
Brandy brought back their drinks.
Apogee pointed at the t-shirts hanging on the bar's back wall. They were plain, beige t-shirts with a simply Brandy's iron-on logo, and clearly over-priced. "Can I get a t-shirt?" she asked.
"The fuck you need a t-shirt for!?" Delta asked.
"To remember this!" Apogee squealed. Brandy grabbed a medium pegasus t-shirt off the hanger and gave it to Apogee, who put it on immediately. Delta huffed and paid for the shirt along with the drinks.
Apogee sat beside her with her drink and smiled at her mom. Delta didn't share her daughter's enthusiasm. This was no pleasure cruise. She was here on business. She took a sip of her beer and just sat there for a bit, staring off into the middle distance from behind her dark aviator sunglasses. She glanced at her phone, as though expecting it to ring any minute.
"So... you're a courier, huh?" Apogee asked, trying to start up a conversation.
Delta sighed. "Listen kid, this job... When we get there, don't ask about... actually, don't ask any questions. In fact, just let me do all the talking. When we get there, you're a mute. Got it?"
"What are you working for the mob or something?" Apogee asked.
"What did I just say about questions?"
Apogee's smile faded. "That's not a no."
Delta drank her beer. "Apogee, you're on a need-to-know basis, and you don't need to know!"
"Fine. I get it. But I feel like there are some pretty important details that I need to know right now, Mom. Like, are you actually working for the mob!?"
Delta put her hoof over Apogee's mouth. "First of all, lower your voice!" she scolded and looked around to see if anyone heard them over the music or din of the crowd. "And no, I'm not working for the mob."
Apogee breathed a sigh. "Oh! Thank goodness! You really had me going there."
Delta took a long drink of her beer. "I'm- working for the... cartel."
"Seriously!?" Delta glared at her. Apogee put her hooves over her mouth. "Seriously!?" she asked more quietly.
"... Yeah."
Apogee's mouth hung open, flabbergasted. "That's so cool!"
Delta raised an eyebrow. "What!?"
"Yeah! It's so cool! We're like the sheep from that show, Breaking Baah! Ooh this is gonna be fun!"
"No. It's not cool, or fun. And I don't want you to be any part of it! But the Transportation Royal Guard will be looking for a mare traveling alone. That's why I needed you to come along. That's all. And when this is over I don't want to ever talk about this again."
Delta's phone rang. She answered it. "It's Molly. ... Where? ... Got it." Delta ended the call and finished her beer. "Let's go."
"Molly?" Apogee asked her.
Delta nodded. "Nopony uses their real names in this line of work."
"Where are we going?"
"The Wharf D warehouse."
They walked down along the harbor shoreline, past each of the labeled buildings. They didn't have to go far, as it was only four away. They stood in front of the the door for the building with a letter D emblazoned on it in weathered, white paint.
Delta sighed. "Listen kid, when we get in there, no questions! These are not good ponies. I'm serious. They will kill you. No talking. No nothing! You're not my daughter. I'm not your mom. You're just a mute ride-along. Follow my lead and do exactly as I say. We go in. I'll get the stuff. And we leave. Simple. Got it?"
Apogee nodded confidently. "Got it, Mom." Delta winced. "Er, I mean, got it, Molly."
Delta shook her head. Every alarm was going off in her mind. "Fuck. This is a bad idea..." She opened the door anyway.
The interior of the warehouse was dimly lit. It took their eyes a moment to adjust from the harsh daylight outside. It wasn't too hard to navigate. Their path naturally gravitated toward the light at the end of the row, where a few ponies were sitting around on a a couple stacks of smaller crates.
One was endlessly shuffling a deck of playing cards. The other was cleaning under his hoof with a pocket knife. The third was sitting and watching them approach from the door. "Molly," he greeted flatly.
"Bosco," Delta replied in the same tone.
Bosco nodded inquisitively at Apogee. "Your marefriend?"
"No. She's nopony! You said I needed a ride-along. So here she is."
Bosco's lips peeled back into a toothy grin, bedazzled with a couple golden teeth replacing the ones lost to either a violent career, or gingivitis. "Not your marefriend? Heh. I bet..." He pointed a hoof at Apogee. "Hmm, bet... Betsy."
Delta moved herself between them. "She doesn't need a callsign. This is a one-time gig!"
He just smiled wider. "Heh. I bet." He elbowed the pony next to him. The other pony finished shuffling his cards and tuned around to grab a suitcase and opened it.
Delta put her hoof to Apogee's chest for a moment, indicating for her to stay where she was. Delta walked over to look inside it. She balked, "Twenty four!? The deal was eighteen! You know that's my limit!"
"It's spring break. Prime time. What about... Betsy here?"
Delta snapped, "No! Absolutely not! Where's Doretta?"
The pony cleaning his hoof didn't even look up from what he was doing. "Caught."
Bosco pointed at the suitcase. "Management wants twenty four units in Las Pegasus by tonight. They don't care how. But you're gonna do it. Or else..." The pony cleaning his hoof closed his knife with a metallic snap.
"I can help," Apogee said.
"No!" Delta glared at her. "I- Let me try doing twenty four."
Bosco smiled. "Eey, that's the Molly I know!"
"So where are we doing this?" Delta asked. Bosco made a twirling motion with his hoof. Delta blanched. "What? Right here!? In front of her!?"
He teased her, "You never minded having an audience before. Come on. We ain't got all day. You got a flight to catch after this!"
Delta gulped and turned around slowly to present herself to him. Though she was now facing Apogee, she couldn't bear to look her in the eyes. Bosco grabbed Delta's tail and lifted it with one hoof. The other reached into the suitcase and grabbed one of the units. Each unit was a precisely-weighed, sealed bag of white powder, that was then placed inside a clear, spherical capsule about the size of a billiard ball that almost resembled one of those spring festival plastic eggs. It was labeled is a bold number 1 on it.
The pony that had been shuffling cards produced a tube of personal lubricant and squeezed a bit on the first unit. Contrary to how Delta felt about him, Bosco did not believe himself to be a sadist. He took his time with the first one, gently spreading the lube around the rim of Delta's puckered anus, and applying a slow, but firm pressure. "You seem tense today," he teased.
Delta tried to relax. The first one was always the most difficult. And her daughter watching her a mere few feet away was not helping her anxiety. Even if she wouldn't look at Apogee, Apogee couldn't help but watch the strained expression on her mother's face as her backdoor was being violated.
As strange a feeling as it was, what was worse was Delta's shame. She hadn't really felt ashamed about it before. The money was too good. But it was why she had lied to Apogee about being a courier. She had never wanted her daughter to find out that she was actually a drug mule.
With a little persistence, Delta's O-ring slowly stretched and Bosco pushed the ball inside. Delta's face winced as her sphincter snapped closed behind the ball of drugs.
"One..." Bosco counted out loud and then grabbed the next one, marked number 2. With Delta's ass already lubed and freshly stretched, he didn't need to take nearly as much time with the next one, pushing it inside her ass in just a few seconds. "Two..." He took even less time with the next one. And the one after that. Just as fast as if he was loading coins into a vending machine, counting off each one.
The other two stallions just leered at her. "Hot damn, I love watching Molly work."
"Where does it all go?"
"It's like she's bigger on the inside."
Delta's hooves tried to grip fruitlessly at the cement floor and she started to sweat as she felt her bowels being stretched and filled by the train of balls. "... Seventeen... Eighteen- Eighteen...?"
Bosco struggled to just barely get the last one inside. Her belly was as bloated as when Apogee had first seen her. "Don't got room for more. I'll have to just make some."
Delta winced, she knew what was coming next. Bosco reared up and mounted her. She felt his dick press against her anus and he shifted his hips forward, shoving the length of it into her rectum. The entire train of balls shifted deeper by a dozen inches, making her audible wheeze from quite literally knocking the breath out of her. "You're a good mule, Molly." She saw stars as Bosco kept thrusting harder.
The other stallion rolled his eyes in annoyance. "Bosco, what the fuck are you doing?"
"Just- nngh- making a deposit in the mule!" he grunted. With a final thrust he hilted her and flared, cumming deep inside her ass.
The final advancement of her payload made Delta's stomach feel like it was doing a flip and she fell forward, off of his still-cumming dick, and retching foamy beer onto the floor. Her entire abdomen cramped and clenched, squeezing ball 18 back out of her ass with a wet, sticky squelch.
The other stallion snickered, "Huh. I guess she does have a limit."
Bosco shrugged. "Alright Betsy, get over here."
"No!" Delta gasped, scrambling to get up from the floor. "No, I- I can take it!"
Bosco was already toweling his hoof clean when he pointed at 18. "Well I ain't touching it after it's been in your ass. Get your marefriend to do it!"
Delta looked at the other two stallions who both just shook their heads at her without her even asking. For the first time since they started, Delta looked at Apogee.
Apogee looked back at her, not with judgement or even disgust, but pity. "It's okay Mo- Molly. I'll do it." She picked up the 18th ball that had been in her mother's ass, still wet with Bosco's cum. Delta couldn't bear to look back at her. She just put her face into her hooves and lifted her ass back up. Apogee nudged her mother's tail out of the way and pushed the ball into her ass as gently as she could manage. Her stretched anus accepted it with relative ease and then closed around behind it once more.
Delta wiped her mouth with the back of her hoof and righted herself. She turned and glared at Bosco. "I told you, eighteen is my limit."
"Well I still got six more we gotta move. And by we, I mean you two. Get over here Betsy. It's your turn."
"No!" Delta moved herself between them again. "I- I just need a minute. I can take it!" She felt Apogee's hoof on her shoulder.
"No, you can't," Apogee said. "It's okay. I- I can do it."
Delta could hear Bosco's lips smack with a lecherous grin at the young mare.
"Fine!" Delta huffed at Bosco. "But I'll do it for her. She's not getting your special treatment."
Bosco snorted at her. "Fine. Suit yourself. As long as it gets the job done." He slid the suitcase over to her.
Delta looked inside the suitcase. There was just six left. Apogee could handle just six, couldn't she? She grabbed the tube personal lubricant on the crate and held it in her hoof, with ball number 19 in her other hoof. Without another word, Apogee turned around and presented herself to her mother. Her bob-tail cut barely even needed to be lifted for Delta to see her puckered ponut.
Looking up, she saw Apogee looking back at her with worried eyes. "This is gonna hurt a little," Delta said. "I'll try to be gentle." She squeezed a copious amount of the lube onto the ball, far more than she was afforded, herself. Apogee stiffened when the cold lubricant on the ball made contact with her anus. Even though Apogee had just done so for her, she still felt weird touching her in such an intimate way. Even when Apogee was a foal, her father had been the one on diaper duty. "Just try to relax." The words sounded hollow and cliché to Delta even as she said them. Delta slowly, gently pushed on the ball.
It wasn't easy by any measure, but Apogee's pucker stretched open a lot easier than Delta would have expected from the young mare. For the little that Delta pushed on the ball, Apogee surprised her when she pushed back harder. A moment later the ball vanished inside her. Apogee felt a shiver from the sensation of the foreign object inside her ass.
"Well, that's one," Delta sighed. She grabbed the next one from the box and repeated the process. She could feel the leering eyes of the stallions behind, jacking off while they watched her feed each of the balls into her daughter's ass.
"Make sure you really get that last one deep in there," Bosco said, licking his teeth with a side of extra creepy to his already-grating voice.
Delta ignored him and treated the final ball with the same care and patience as she pushed it inside, and the rest even deeper. "You okay?" she asked. Apogee just nodded. Delta grabbed Bosco's towel from him and wiped off her hoof, and Apogee's behind. "There. That's all twenty four. The money?" Bosco passed an envelope to her. Delta opened it. There was no cash. Just the two plane ticket.
"Cash paid on delivery. Same place as before." Bosco said. "Bon voyage."
Delta took Apogee's hoof in a huff and they left as quickly as they could waddle. She waited until they were back outside, as the walked back to the airport, to speak to her daughter in a hush voice. "How do you feel, kiddo?" she asked.
"Crampy." Apogee groaned as she clutched her belly. "Like I need to poop really badly."
Delta winced in her own discomfort. "Yeah, well, get used to it. It's going to feel that way until we get back to Las Pegasus."
Apogee glanced over at her mother's stretched belly. "No wonder you were in such a shit mood this morning." Delta opened her mouth to admonish her daughter's language, but after everything they had just been through, what was the point? She didn't have the energy to parent her. "So what are we moving?"
"What?"
"What do we have shoved up our... you know..." Apogee nodded at their backsides, "What are we moving?"
Delta shrugged. "I don't know. They don't tell us, and I know better than to ask. But if I had to guess? Maybe Special K, or probably coke. Either from Equinedor or Coltombia. I don't know."
"Cool."
"Cool? You think this is cool?" Delta asked incredulously. "Are you enjoying this?"
Apogee shrugged. "I don't know..." she winced, feeling another cramp. "I mean... no, obviously. But I just- I thought it would be cool, you know? Like it was going to be in a briefcase, not..." she trailed off and shifted her hips again. "I don't know. I don't know what to say, I guess."
"That's a first." Delta glanced over at Apogee's bob-tail. "So what was all that back there?" she asked. "I thought I'd be fighting more to pop your butt cherry."
Apogee blushed, genuinely embarrassed for the first time the whole trip. "My- uh, coltfriend and I do... butt stuff some times."
Delta coked an eyebrow at her. "He must really be packing..."
"Oh, yeah!" Apogee thought out loud by accident and blushed harder.
"Hmff." The entrance to the airport was just ahead. "Alright kiddo, it's showtime. Just follow my lead and act natural. Relaxed. We're just a couple of ponies flying home from vacation."
"Sure."
"I'm serious. If the guards catch us, this is serious dungeon time."
"You're not helping me act relaxed."
Delta and Apogee walked to Departures and presented their tickets to the pony at the counter. She stamped them and directed them to the security terminal. Delta tossed her sunglasses in the basket and walked through the metal detector without any issues. She got her sunglasses back while Apogee followed her through without incident. They gave their passes to the pony at the terminal and boarded the plane. They found their seats, buckled in, and waited until the plane took off.
Once they were at cruising altitude, Delta looked over at Apogee, squirming a bit in her seat. "You okay?"
Apogee winced and clutched her belly. "It still feels like I need to go really bad!" she whispered.
"I know. I know it does. Just try not to squirm around too much, you'll just make it worse," Delta told her. "I- I'm sorry about all this. Though if I knew it was going to go this way, I would have talked you out of that coffee."
"Heh." Apogee smiled a little and then winced again.
Delta brushed Apogee's mane with her hoof. "Just hang in there. It'll only be a couple hours. And then it'll be cash-in-hoof."
Apogee smiled and nodded, trying to stay strong.
After they touched down in Las Pegasus, the two of them... didn't exactly jog to the pawn shop. That would have been disastrous. It was more like a speedy power-walk combined with a waddle.
Delta walked in followed closely by Apogee. "Delivery from Bosco." The pony at the counter nodded to the door behind him. Delta didn't even break stride as she walked through. The back room was a small storage area with a few shelves of overstock and a prominent janitor's bucket. "Here, you first!"
With her mother standing right beside her, Apogee eschewed all pretense of modesty and squatted over the bucket. A half-dozen plunks resounded in rapid succession. Apogee clenched and took care to not make it a messy delivery. "Uh, I still need to..."
Delta grabbed the bucket from her and pointed at the small door in the back of the room labeled WC. Apogee ran into the bathroom while Delta took her turn filling the bucket, mentally counting down as she pushed out each one.
The pony minding the shop poked his head in and looked at the mare squatted over the bucket. "Bosco called. Since Dotty got pinched, you gotta sell, too."
"No way!" Delta said between grunts. "That was- ngh- never part of the deal!"
He shrugged. "I'm just the messenger. All I know is you don't want to get on Bosco's bad side." Then he closed the door to leave her some shred of privacy.
Apogee walked out of the bathroom a minute later to see Delta squeezing the last few eggs out of her ass. She tried to look anywhere else in the tiny room. "So we gotta sell it now?" Apogee asked, having heard the conversation through the door.
"We- ngh! will not be doing- ngh! anything!" Delta said. "You're going back home ngh! and I'll worry- ngh! about offloading these!" she grunted and squeezed out the last one.
Relieved at last to finally be rid of the uncomfortable payload, Delta picked up the bucket and put it into the utility sink and added water, soap and bleach to clean and sanitize them. If nothing else, this was sure to keep Apogee from ever doing drugs, knowing that there was a decent chance that it spent a long while inside somepony's rectum at some point.
Apogee looked at her sideways. "Mom, you know I love you but... are you sure you have the personality for sales?"
"What are you implying?"
"That you couldn't sell water to a pony crawling out of the desert."
"Oh, fuck you!" Delta groaned as she rinsed and repeated.
"Just let me help you."
"No! I've already gotten you too involved!"
"You don't need to protect me!" Apogee said. "I'm not a little foal anymore! I know how to sling Yay."
"Apogee!"
"What? You think it isn't on campus?"
Delta thought back to her university days. She never partook, but she knew it was around.
"You are not bringing this to your school!"
"Well, no duh!" Apogee said like it was obvious. "You don't shit where you eat. I was thinking we could take it to Neighvada State. The party scene there is way more-"
"Yeah, I know," Delta said, as she finished drying the clean capsules. She grimaced and groaned. "Fuck... this is a bad idea."
"Wow, this was a great idea," Delta thought as she counted all the money they were making. From the nearby patio table she could see Apogee effortlessly starting up conversations with other ponies in the campus quad, and striking deals faster than Delta could smoke a cigarette. By the end of the evening they had completely sold out of the entire stock, with a tidy profit to show for it. "How did you get all this extra?" she asked.
Apogee grinned. "Most of these guys are here on their rich parents' coin. They have no idea how to haggle. And this stuff is red hot! Another day like this and the rest of my student loans will be paid off!"
"No." Delta said firmly. "You are not going career with this shit! Bosco is a snake! We're gonna bring his cut and that'll be the end of this!"
"Mom, we just made a hundred an eleven thousand bits in one night!" She ran her hoof along the edge of the briefcase full of money. Delta slapped her hoof away.
"Exactly! Apogee, do not let the cash blind you!" Her expression was equal parts stern and scared. "You've lived in Las Pegasus your whole life. If you bet too big or you play too long, you know the house always wins eventually!" Delta picked up the briefcase and the got up to leave. "Today we got away clean, and we have something to show for it. Always be grateful for what you get. Rule number one."
"Yeah yeah..."
Back in Neighiami, Bosco counted the money they delivered. Every bit of his cut was accounted for. "Nice work ladies. Ready for round two?"
"No way," Delta said quickly. "We're out. She's out at least!"
"Relax, Molly," Bosco said, his tone of voice as slick as ever as he eyeballed Apogee. "I'm sure Betsy here can speak for herself."
"Same deal?" Apogee asked. Delta glared at her.
"Same deal," Bosco said with his open hooves out in an innocent gesture. They looked at Delta.
Delta grabbed Apogee by the hoof and pulled her away. "Can I talk to my partner for a moment!?" A good ways away she whispered, "What the hell are you doing!?"
Apogee smirked, "Getting rich! Those ponies on campus are loaded and I know I can sell for even more now that word is spreading."
"You don't need the money," Delta growled and rubbed her face with her hoof. As much as she hated to say it, "You can just get money from your father!"
"So could you."
"That is not the same and you fucking know it!"
Apogee snorted. "I'm doing another run. And you can either get rich with me, or watch." She walked back over to Bosco. "I'm in."
"That's what I like to hear!" Bosco said. "Alright now, lift that tail and we can get this show on the road."
Delta moved between them. "Keep your filthy hooves off her!"
Bosco just chuckled along with the other two stallions. "Hey, you're the boss, Molly." He said facetiously and gave her the case of drug eggs. "You can have the honors."
Apogee just looked back at her mother and nodded before she lifted her tail. Delta huffed and picked up the egg labeled 1 and applied some lube. Apogee took a deep breath and braced herself as her mother started pushing the egg into her ass. After that she did another, and another, popping each one through her tight o-ring.
"I can take more than six this time," Apogee said. Unlike last time, she made sure to not have coffee prior to the meeting. With some hesitation, Delta continued. Eight, ten, eleven... Apogee gagged as she felt her bile rising. That was her limit.
"Alright Molly, your turn!" Bosco said.
Apogee grabbed the case of eggs away before he could start. "I've seen how gentle you are! She doesn't need you making another deposit!"
Bosco snorted. "Suit yourself! I don't mind watching."
Apogee motioned to her mother to turn around. Delta winced. She didn't want Apogee doing this any more than getting railed by Bosco. Doing it for Apogee was one thing, she used to changer her diapers. But this was a completely different level of intimacy. But Apogee looked adamant. Delta sighed and turned around. She lifted her tail and tried to pretend it was anypony other than her daughter.
Just as Delta had done for her, Apogee took care to lube the first egg and insert it gently. She had to press her hoof flush against her mother's pucker to get it to go in. As soon as she pulled her hoof away it popped back out and fell onto the hard cement floor.
"You gotta really get it in there, Betsy or they'll fall right out," Bosco said. "Ol' Molly here's been in the game too long an' she ain't as tight as she used to be."
Apogee couldn't see it, but Delta blushed in embarrassment. Bosco was right. Apogee picked up the egg and pushed it back inside. With her other hoof she grabbed the next egg to feed in right after it, and then the rest. With the final egg, she could feel a lot of back-pressure. Bosco made a motion with his hoof to indicate that she needed to go deeper. Apogee kept pushing the egg in until her hoof, more slender than most dicks, pushed inside her mother's anus, followed by the rest of her foreleg up to her elbow. Delta's hooves gave out from the pressure and she fell forward.
"Fucken' hot!" Bosco said as he started to jerk off. Apogee slowly pulled her hoof out and Delta was able to keep her payload withheld. Delta stood back up on shaky hooves. "Aw, done so soon?" he complained. "Oh well, you ladies have a ride to catch, anyway."
Delta took the tickets and they left, making a stop for Apogee to wash her hooves.
~
As before, they made it through security just fine. But while waiting at their departure gate, Delta started to get flushed and sweat.
"Mom, relax. We're through security. The hard part's over."
"It's not that-" Delta said, feeling her heart race. "I- I don't feel well!"
Apogee put her hoof on her mother's forehead. "Shit, you're burning up! You were fine an hour ago!" Delta winced and clenched her eyes and rubbed her hooves on her itchy legs. Her guts ached worse then normal and head was pounding. Apogee looked at her eyes. They were almost pools of black from how dilated they were. "Mom!? The fuck are you on right now?"
Delta panicked as she clutched her belly. "I- I think one of them- I think I'm O.D.-ing!"
"Shh!" Apogee hushed her and took her by the hoof to the mares room. She sat her mom on one of the stall toilets. "If one of those broke, we've got to get them out of you!"
Delta's entire body was tense. Every muscle was clenching at once. Including her sphincter. She was officially closed for business. "I- I can't!"
"Fuck- fuck! We need to get you to a hospital!"
"No- They'll arrest us!" Delta cried. "Apogee- you have to get out of here! Get as far away from me as you can! Bosco doesn't know who you are! I'll take the fall."
Apogee grabbed Delta's phone from her bag. "I'm getting you an ambulance!"
Delta grabbed Apogee's hoof so hard she almost broke her wrist. "I can do it myself! Dammit, Apogee, if you don't listen to anything else I tell you, don't ruin your life over me! Now get the fuck out of here! Go!"
Tears ran down Apogee's cheeks. But she did as she was told and ran away while her mother dialed the phone.
With her free hand, Gabriel the Gryphon nurse flipped through Molly's file. "Yup. That was where they found you. Laid out in the airport bathroom stall. Higher than a giraffe's tonsils. You're lucky to still be alive."
"Lucky is subjective," Delta grunted and groaned as Gabriel's other hand fished around inside her lower intestine. Still without control of her bowels, the eggs had to be recovered manually.
Waking up hoofcuffed in a hospital bed, Delta knew her luck had run out. But that didn't bother her.
She was busted and she would lose everything she had earned. That didn't bother her, either.
Bosco would be long gone and she'd end up taking the fall. Even that didn't really bother her.
But getting her daughter caught up in all of it... that bothered her.
She'd broken a promise, and everything she loved in her life went away.
"Thriteen..." Gabriel said reading the number off before putting it in the evidence bag with the others. All counted, it was easily enough to put Delta behind bars for the rest of her natural life. The gryphon's arm plunged back inside Delta's rectum once more. It was worse than being pregnant and feeling Apogee kickboxing inside her womb. Gabriel pulled her arm back out with a wet shlorp, "And... ah, here's the culprit."
Delta looked at the cracked egg in Gabriel's hand, labeled 12. The contents inside had long since dissolved away into nothing, absorbed into her bloodstream. "You said she had the other eleven?" she asked. Delta nodded. "Okay." She placed the empty egg in the bag with the others and sealed it before she got up to discard her gloves and wash her hands.
"So what do you think?" Delta asked, looking at where she was still hoofcuffed to the bed. "Sixty years?"
Gabriel gave a noncommittal hum as she filled out her report. "From what I hear... I think... you're a better pony than you give yourself credit for." She held up the clipboard in front of Delta to read.
Upon examining the patient and after a thorough cavity search, no elicit substance could be found, no evidence of being a drug mule. A simple case of a drug overdose.
"It's not a crime to O.D." Gabriel said. "The hospital will slap you with a bill for staying the night to detox. But other than that, you'll walk." She took the evidence bag and hid it in her purse.
Delta would have cried if she wasn't still incredibly dehydrated. "It's been a long time since I've said thank you to anypony but... Thank you, Gabriel."
Gabriel put her bag over her shoulder to leave. "You can call me Doretta." Delta's eyes went wide as the gryphon played with her flimsy nurse disguise badge. "Bosco will be happy to see these sold now that you're retired, in jail, right?" Delta's confusion gave way to relief. "Hey, you said you wanted to get out of the game, didn't you?" Delta nodded. She winked and turned to leave. "You can thank me by going home tomorrow and being the good mother I know you can be."
Delta smiled.
That was a promise she intended to keep!