Chapter 7: A Muffin in the Oven
#7 of Teaching Blueblood
Derpy and her husband have a little late night/early morning fun, but a sudden surge of magic interrupts them.
Earlier that morning...
The bedroom was completely silent apart from the sound of fabric sliding against fur. It was about four in the morning. Derpy shivered, cold despite the heavy blankets piled on the bed. The bad thing about living in an ordinary house was that it could get very drafty. Clouds were much better at trapping and retaining the heat of the day, but with a unicorn daughter and an earth pony husband she'd given up on living in the clouds.
It had been worth it, of course, but she had never gotten used to the cold nights. She slowly slid closer to the room's best heat source, mumbling happily in her sleep as her legs brushed her husband's side. She cuddled up against Time Turner and rested her head on his chest. His soft coat tickled her chin and brought her a little closer to wakefulness, close enough that she could make herself move closer.
Derpy wasn't sure how much time passed between the time she first touched her husband and the time he grunted in his sleep. "Derpy?" he murmured. The noise woke her up, and she lifted her head off his chest to look at him. His face was mostly relaxed, but there was a hint of tension in his jaw. "Is he having a bad dream?" She wondered.
She looked down along his body and noticed the real source of his restlessness. She gingerly lifted the bed sheets and peeked at his growing erection. _"Or a very good one,"_she thought. She watched his stallionhood grow to its full length and shifted her hips awkwardly. A faint heat began to grow between her legs, and she licked her lips as her husband shivered in his sleep.
Derpy carefully stuck out her tongue and licked Turner's head. The stallion groaned in his sleep, but didn't wake up. He had always been a very heavy sleeper, and Derpy was pretty sure that a whole herd of buffalo could stampede through the bedroom without waking him. She licked him again, wondering how much she could get away with.
Her own arousal grew as she kissed his tip and slowly slid him into her mouth. Derpy had been feeling strangely horny before going to bed, but was too busy to make time with Turner. In fact, it had been days since they'd last had sex. Conflicting schedules had conspired to keep them apart, and she had been feeling his absence more and more.
"I think he's feeling it too," she thought as Turner twitched in her mouth. She sunk lower, gulping his shaft down as quietly as she could to avoid waking him. It slid down her throat with ease, and soon her lips kissed the opening of his sheathe. Derpy gave a few gentle swallows, and felt Turner buck his hips.
Derpy let him slide out of her mouth and sat up in bed, her hoof slowly trailing down her belly. She gasped as it brushed her clit, and bit her lip to keep from making any more noise. "This isn't going to be enough," she thought desperately. "I need more."
Moving slowly to avoid waking Time Turner, Derpy lifted one of her legs and straddled him. She sat down on his stomach, careful not to put too much weight on him. His dick spread her buttocks and tickled her dock, causing her tail to twitch. She ground against it, feeling the smooth flesh rub against her needy sex.
Derpy raised her hips and carefully guided Turner's cock to her entrance. Slowly she increased the pressure until it spread her open, and she was able to sink down on his shaft. She had almost taken all of it when he finally woke up. "S-Sorry to wake you, honey," she whispered. "Can we fool around? Please?" He grunted, and she quietly shushed him. "Dinky's asleep," she said. "Wouldn't w-want to wake her."
Her legs began to shake as she lowered herself, tired from the strain of holding her at such an awkward height. Turner cupped her ample hips in his hooves and took some of the weight so that her muscles wouldn't wear out on her. Inch after inch of throbbing stallion flesh sank into her wet depths, until finally she was sitting on his lap. She stayed motionless for a while, loving the feeling of being filled at last.
She hadn't realized just how badly she needed this. Derpy's muscles clenched involuntarily, and her hoof covered her mouth to stifle a moan. She and Time Turner normally enjoyed a very healthy sex life, and being deprived of his touch for the last couple of days had bothered her more than she let on.
Derpy raised her rump again and brought it down a little faster than the last time. Time Turner pulled her down so that she was lying on top of him and kissed her deeply. She settled into a comfortable rhythm, rising and falling gently with his help.
"Do we need to be careful tonight?" Turner whispered. "Is it safe?"
"I'm not in heat for another week," Derpy said. "It's alright." Turner kissed her again to keep her quiet and began putting a bit more energy into his movements. Derpy bounced on top of him with a bit more vigor, and the bed began to creak beneath them.
She could usually last for quite a while, but Derpy felt an orgasm coming much too soon. She had gone without attention for too long, and had let herself get a little carried away. "Oh well," she thought. "I think he's getting close, too."
Suddenly Turner froze. Derpy continued moving for a moment, frustrated and unsatisfied. Why had he suddenly decided to stop? She became concerned when she saw that his eyes were wide and his jaw clenched tightly. "Are you alright?" she asked as she sat up again. "Are you hurt?"
"I-I don't know!" Turner hissed. "It doesn't...I-I don't hurt, exactly, but something's..."
Derpy noticed that the night had become just a little less dark. The blinds glowed faintly from the morning light as the sun peaked over the horizon.
A similar glow ignited in Turner's eyes. He suddenly grabbed Derpy around the hips and pulled down while thrusting up at the same time. He grunted in shock as a blast of heat filled his body, and she moaned at the warmth inside of her. "W-What's happening?" she asked.
"I don't know!" Turner whispered, sounding a little frightened. His hooves gripped her so tightly that it almost hurt, and the warmth of his flesh was becoming unbearable. He pulled her into another hug and clutched her back with a strength that he'd never had before. He half shouted as something twitched inside of her.
Derpy felt the intense heat in her pussy growing. The pressure inside of her abruptly increased, and she grabbed him in much the same way that he held her. She screamed into his chest, more from shock than pain, as he spread her wider than she was used to. His stallionhood pulsed rhythmically, growing slightly larger every time it throbbed with need. Her inner walls strained to hold him, but the growth stopped before it really began to hurt.
They stared at each other, snouts only inches apart, while the magic finished with his shaft and went to work on a different part of his anatomy. His balls grew larger, pressing against her rump as they swelled. "W-What...happened?" Turner grunted.
He tried to pull out of her, but Derpy clung to him desperately. "Not yet!" She whimpered. "I-I can't...I couldn't handle it. Don't move yet."
Time Turner gently pulled out of his wife once she was comfortable with it, moving as slowly as she needed him to. He was almost painfully hard, but he didn't want to hurt her. "H-How did you do that?" Derpy asked as her hoof gently explored his new stallionhood.
"I didn't!" Turner whispered.
The room was mostly silent for a while as both of them tried to imagine what kind of magic could have caused such a dramatic transformation. "I-I, uh...are you still in the mood?" Derpy whispered after a while.
Turner didn't have to see her face to know that she was blushing. "I think you've got a good grip on the answer," he said. Derpy's hoof paused as it brushed over his medial ring. "Do you think we should stop? Maybe I should see a doctor or something."
"Later," Derpy whispered. "I've waited days for this. I don't want to stop now. Do you?"
In the growing morning light, he could just barely make out her crossed eyes as she smiled at him. "No," he admitted. "But how are y-AAH! Where did you get that!?"
"Quiet!" Derpy giggled as she dripped a stream of lube onto his shaft. "You'll wake Dinky." She liberally coated him, and once again straddled his hips. She slid his stallionhood between her buttocks again, noting how much wider he spread them this time. "Be gentle, okay? This is going to take some getting used to."
"I should tease him a little," she thought. She slid back and forth, grinding against him like a wildly perverted lap dance. He squirmed underneath her, shivering as her soft rump squeezed him. When he could take it no longer, she rose up and pressed his cock against her sopping wet lips
Both of them tensed as Turner's broad tip spread her pussy apart. Derpy tried her best to relax, but even then it was a challenge to fit him in. She carefully sunk down, thankful that he was helping to support her weight. The smooth, lubricated shaft that spread her apart was still distinctly her husband's, but it rubbed her in ways that she had never felt before.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of gentle penetration, she reached his base. His balls pressed against her rump, and she shifted a bit at the contact. The fur of his sack tickled her a little, causing her to giggle at the pleasant sensation.
Derpy slowly raised her hips, biting her lip as his head brushed against her "G-spot". She dropped down a little faster as she began to grow accustomed to her husband's increased size.
Time Turner was still coming to grips with his transformation, but he was too distracted to give it any real thought. Derpy was clenching around him like a vice, and the magic that had filled his body moments before had left him extremely hot and bothered. He thrust up into her as she impaled herself on his cock again, but this time she didn't let up.
Turner grinned as his wife ground against his hips. She had clenched her eyes shut, just like she always did when she was about to cum. He pushed her over the edge by lightly rubbing her clit, and her eyes shot open.
Derpy's orgasm was hardly modest, but she managed to keep it mostly quiet. She shook and bucked wildly, whimpering as her inner muscles tried to milk him dry. "K-Keep going," she begged. "Oh, Celestia, don't stop!"
To her delight, Turner did exactly as she asked. Derpy squealed into her hoof as he lifted her up again. Taking the cue, she resumed bouncing on his lap. His balls brushed her rump every time she sunk down, and she began to wonder just how big they had grown. Judging from the way they shifted against her, they were almost as big as softballs!
Turner increased the pace until it was almost more than Derpy could stand. She was pushed to what she thought was her limit, and then just a little beyond. Her tongue lolled out, and drops of saliva dripped onto her husband's chest. "G-Getting close!" he grunted.
Derpy began to move with much more urgency. She leaned down once again to hug him, desperate to anchor herself to something as he rutted her senseless. By the time her second orgasm approached, she had gone completely limp in his hooves.
For a brief instant, she regained enough sense to wrap her hind legs around him. He increased his pace, and she almost asked him to stop. It was nearly too much for her...but she managed. Finally, Turner thrust into her a few times as hard as he could. She shouted each time, no longer caring if her daughter heard. She came harder than she could ever remember, and actually bit his shoulder in desperation.
Time Turner finally hit his peak as well, and Derpy felt his shaft throb inside of her as the flare spread her apart. His first load gushed into her, and she sighed happily as she was pumped full of warm seed. She could feel his balls twitching against her rump, and noticed that they weren't as big as they had been before.
The flood continued, filling her to the brim and then some. Her midsection swelled, and she groaned heavily under the warm, sticky burden. He held her still, pressing her firmly against his toned body as he bred her.
Had he been that strong before? She didn't think so. The magic must have done a little work on his muscles, too. "This...uh, wow," Derpy whispered. "I think I c-could get used to this, um, if you're okay with it."
"I think I am," Turner said while gasping for breath. "That was...really something." Derpy giggled and nuzzled into his neck. He finally stopped gushing inside her, but not a drop of it could escape. She settled in for a long rest, thankful that they still had several hours before it was time to get up.
She was also thankful that Dinky hadn't heard. That would have been unbelievably awkward.
When she flew to work the next morning, Derpy made sure to stop by the bakery first. It was her turn to bring a snack for the office, and muffins were always a big hit. "Thanks, Derpy!" Boxxy Brown said as he helped her carry in a big box from the local bakery. "But, uh, what are these for? You already brought snacks last week, remember? It's Flitter's turn today."
Derpy glanced at the calendar on the wall. "What's the date today?" she asked.
"The 24th." Derpy double and triple checked, and discovered that her boss was right. She had been off by an entire week! The walleyed pegasus stared at the calendar, her eyes slowly lining up properly as she realized the predicament she was in. "Oh," she mumbled, and lifted a hoof to her stomach.
Chances were good that she already had a bun in the oven. "I guess Dinky's going to have a little brother or sister to play with soon."
Yet another image from Terrabutt. Derpy's so cute when she blushes.