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The wasteland sky was dark, thick cloud cover bloated with rain, yet underset by a slice of light from the setting sun. Late evening, when the sickly-green afternoon faded into the dull hue of twilight was the only time anypony could hope to see daylight as it truly was. Yet as the small party of ponies came to rest at the peak of the desolated hill, the dusk's glow was not on their minds. What did press upon their thoughts, was food, rest, and safety as they all hunkered down in the gutted ruins of an old warehouse. At least, it was on most of their minds.

Dragonfire's hooves, back, and haunches ached like she'd been twisted through a blender, and one look back at the taut skin of her belly, made it clear why. The mare was huge, bloated tummy so round she'd had to shed her armor months ago as the bump writhed and kicked, the foals within so rowdy it was a wonder they didn't beat their way out of her sometimes. Yet no matter her babies' origin, or the many unusual quirks she'd endured during her long pregnancy, she'd never admit they were anything more than natural foals.

They're perfectly happy, healthy, and normal foals, nothing more! She told herself, waddling over to an old mattress and flopping her heavy bump down. So what if Cherry thinks I'm bigger than I should be, it must just be twins, like Sky said!

She really didn't want to think about her denial. Nor what would happen in a few weeks when she finally popped.

If I don't literally pop! She shook that idea from her mind, thwacking the side of her head with a forehoof. No, brain, no! No thinking like that.

The dark thoughts were locked away deep in the back of her mind, the heavy door she mentally constructed; welded shut with imaginary blow torches and sealed by false chains. Yet as she peered across the dusty room, to her friends eating happily, each bathed in the warm glow of their fire, she couldn't help but sigh.

Maybe they're right, maybe I should get help? She thought, yet the idea of stopping her mission, of the foals being born monsters in some village where they'd surely be killed. No, I can't do it!

She did her best to roll over, belly dragging as the tight walls restrained the foals' kicks. There was hardly any room left inside her, she could feel the pressure building. Yet with the sensation came another distraction.

Goddesses, it makes me horny. She did her best to reach a forehoof back to her wet marehood, her pussy lips sopping with fluids as they'd been for weeks now. Come on, almost!

She lifted her tail, feeling her babies kick, yet the best she got was as far as her swollen teats, feeling milk dribble over her forehoof as she squeezed them. She winced at the sharp sensation, moaning.

"Grug... Okay, that's good enough, I..." A shadow slowly loomed over her, and she stared wide-eyed at the figure of another mare. "Oh... Hi..."

Linux was a small, mint green unicorn, notably a leg shorter than Dragonfire herself. Her mane was a frazzled mess, her eyes weary, all undoubtedly the result of the many technical tasks she had to carry out for the group. Yet one thing about her, Dragonfire did understand, she understood it a lot. The smaller mare also boasted a full-term pregnancy, an accident, she was sure. Yet on a mare of such stature, her bump almost dragged upon the floor, and her full teats hung like a fertile male's stallionhood.

"Having trouble there?" she asked, a tired smirk upon her muzzle as she sat down with a huff, huge bump resting between her folded hind legs. "I could help you out, you know?"

"Really, I thought you'd never ask?" Dragonfire responded, not one to pass up another opportunity to blow off some steam with her fellow mother-to-be. "Better you, than Vertigo."

"Really, and here I thought you liked his dick up your ass?" Linux giggled, a forehoof pressed to her muzzle.

"I-I do, just..." Dragonfire hid her blush, cursing the soft emotions her current state had summoned. "Just not while I'm this close, feel like a pin could pop me right now."

"Well, you know me, I'll be gentle," the green mare cooed, rubbing the pale unicorn's rounded flank. "Goddesses, and here I thought my belly was hard."

"Yeah well, don't get any ideas, if we both pop our corks it'll be on the others to deliver them," Dragonfire huffed, lifting one rear leg and nodding back toward her pussy. "Get licking, sassy girl."

Linux pressed a forehoof to her chest, stammering as if offended. Before grinning as she slowly did as she was told, first rubbing Dragonfire's bloated teats, like a milkmaid with her cows.

"Umph... Fuck..." The blue-maned mare winced and huffed, her tail swishing. "Not them, they don't need it."

"Like Luna they don't, you're like a dairy cow," the minty unicorn teased, running a hoof over her lover's thigh before lightly caressing her pussy. "My, my, so pent up."

"Arrr, a-aren't you just the master of the obvious!?" Dragonfire panted, shuddering at the touch of a hoof on her marehood. "Keep going!"

If the larger mare could move in her bloated state, she'd have leaped up at the sudden lance of sharp pressure bolting through her as Linux crept around, crouched with her rear up, and lightly ran her tongue over her cunt. Dragonfire's legs wiggled, her ears pressed back, and her muzzle wrinkled as the smaller unicorn moaned and panted into her wet channel. One glance back; and she saw Linux's round belly sway, noticing bumps roll and fall under her pale green coat as her foal kicked too.

She could feel the same sensation deep inside her, as her foals did their best to move in her impossibly tight womb, the pressure bearing down on her cervix as she felt her climax swelling. She closed her eyes as Linux's tongue pounced upon her love button like a hungry predator, lapping at the spot with masterful precision.

"Oh... y-you're so good at this, dirty girl!" Dragonfire called out, much to the dismay of her fellow ponies as Linux pulled back and grinned, earning a sour look from the pale mare. "No, no, go back in!"

"You sure, you feel like you're gonna burst?" she asked, licking hot mare cum from her muzzle, as she rubbed Dragonfire's bump. "Way closer than I feel."

"Just let me cum, you little minx!" Dragonfire called, and with a devious shrug, Linux plunged her tongue in once more, sucking on her lover's g-spot. "Mmm, by Luna, that's the spot!"

Dragonfire squirmed more than her unborn foals, coat so laden with sweat it was a wonder the mattress under her didn't melt as she moaned at the top of her lungs.

"Yes, yes... Fuck these foals out of me!" She threw her head back, eyes sealed tight as orgasm blasted through her, coating Linux's face in fluids as ecstasy lanced to her every nerve ending. "Umph... so good!"

"Goddesses, you were so pent up," Linux observed as she pulled back, rubbing Dragonfire's ass with the same satisfaction she boasted after tackling a particularly stubborn terminal. "Such a needy mare."

"Like you don't know the feeling." Dragonfire shot her a sour look. "You're fit to pop too!"

"Well... I guess, but I'm not gonna lick them out of you, silly." Linux chuckled, leaning back to rub her bump. "We still have a good few weeks left yet."

No, why does she have to remind me!? Dragonfire's ears pressed flat to her mane as her eyes narrowed. That's if I even give birth naturally... No, brain, no!

"That's not fair, you're mocking me!" she accused, jabbing a forehoof at the minty mare as she did her best to sit up. "Oof... I... I just want them out of me."

"They will be soon." Linux rolled her eyes, then grinned deviously, licking her cum-stained lips. "But first, how about you return the favor?"

She spread her legs, showing off her swollen pussy and huge teats. A sight that Dragonfire could not take her eyes off as she felt hotter once again.

"Like you said." Linux ran a forehoof down her bump, before rubbing her leaking milk makers. "I know the feeling."