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Date Posted: 21:22:50 06/12/06 Mon
In reply to:
Carson
's message, "Re: Deadly" on 20:43:34 06/10/06 Sat
- :) Don't worry about it, have fun on your vacation and there will be a post waiting for you when you get back. I wrote kind of a story type thing, got bored and like you said just have fun with it and I did. lol. Uhh I kinda aged things a bit I hope that's ok?. Hehe don't worry she doesn't die lol ;) See you when you get back. -
The promise she'd made him was indeed a big one, it was after all the least she could do he'd been good to her and true enough she had no place she needed nor wanted to be but here with him. The visions of their family began to cloud the vixens thoughts, completely focused on the image that had appeared in her mind she didn't even feel the pain as his thrusts grew more intense, not even the breeze that had picked up, mind you she was sheltered by her brutes massive frame, he'd protected her from the breeze and the cold well the cold didn't matter not for the moment at least. Would she be a good mother?, true she was young but she loved young ones. Would her love for them be enough though? she hadn't really had a family, never met her own sire and well not really her mother either how would she know she was doing the right thing? Loving them and caring for them was one thing but parenting, teaching. . . It was all new to her . . .
Breaking her trail of thought the slight breeze that had picked up awhile before had started to get to her. Then snuggling closer when he climbed further up on her back, welcoming the added warmth. Now out of the transe she'd been in, deep in thought to the point where she'd felt nothing, and had gone almost completely unaware of what was going on around her. She grunted his tool swelling larger than it had before stretching her tight walls, she couldn't help it her muscles began to tense only making things harder on herself and no doubt more pleasing to him. Digging her hooves into the earth below and locking her knees for more support against his ramming thrusts, he was getting a bit too rough. Squealing at the harsh nip hoping to cause him to snap out of it, what had gotten into him? she was pregnant in early very early stages of course but still there was life growing within her, she'd thought he'd known that. She managed to hang in there a little longer thinking he would soon realize what he was doing and ease up.. Minutes passed and still he kept up aggressivly pounding her, tearing open her sores and creating new ones to match, blood no longer dripped, trickled down her hinds it began to stream down her limbs from the wounds, a mixture of blood and other fluids soon began to form a puddle directly below them painting the once emerald green a whole new color.
The pain was unbelievable, not sure how much longer she could take it she shut her eyes tight wincing, then his fores had left her back she felt relieved and let out a deep breath unlocking her knees and shifting her weight back to a normal stance rather than gripping the earth for dear life. It was over. Or was it?. Turning her head back all she seen was his titanic frame towering above, fores lashing out at the sky with a roar of ecstasy. She didn't have time to think let alone act, he came crashing down upon her plunging his huge penis as far into her tight caverns as it could possibly go, her groin and pretty much everything to do with that area in general throbbed in extream pain sure there was pleasure mixed in, hard to tell through the amount of pain she was experiencing. He'd come crashing down leaving her little body crushed like a flower laying upon the earth covered in blood. From that moment everything went black, the last thing she'd remembered was the fall. After being out for a good half hour she awoke to him lightly nuzzling her shoulder, grunting she brought her fores out from under her stretching them out and pulling herself up on shaky unsteady limbs. Dirt clung to her once wet with sweat shoulders, sides. Rump soaked with blood and other bodily fluids collected every little bit of dust and dirt from the spot she landed. There were no real serious wounds, she'd hurt for a while but she'd recover soon enough. Maybe a broken rib, nah not a broken rib touching her muzzle to her side she winced okay so maybe a broken rib but other than that just a few scratches and bruises. Sore muscles. Not having enough strength, she didn't bother to shake her pelt free of the dirt and mud she slowly moved to a nearby pond it wasn't deep maybe 3 feet if that, she pawed at the water lightly then stepped in, letting her battered and bruised body drop to the cool waters below, in her own attempt at cleaning herself up. She lay quietly for a bit letting her body soak a bit before rolling around brushing her back and sides against the gravel and rocks along the bottom which aided in the scrubbing of her coat. After awhile she crawled out and let herself lay in the grass, come morning she would have dried off on her own. Nickering softly she called to her mate, she'd been hurt but it wasn't his fault.\
Things have to get worse before they can get better right?.
By morning she could hardly light her head without pain shooting through her entire body, so getting up at the moment was not an option. Though she knew she'd have to eat something to help gain back her strength, if she were to survive. Reaching out her muzzle she ripped at a few shoots of grass grazing while still laying. Eating her fill she painfully crawled a few steps closer to the water, just enough that she could dip her muzzle in and drink, she'd kept drinking for a good 5 minutes strait with few breaks in between. Then laying back she drifted back off to sleep for a few hours. The next few days were much like this for her, it was about a week before she was able to get up and move around. Not running or trotting but walking. Walking was good. Better than crawling.
The months passed and with each passing day she started to show more and more that she was in fact pregnant, what happened that night hadn't taken the pregnancy from her though for awhile she had to wonder. Being pregnant was well Uhh an interesting time needless to say, grazing almost 24/7 when she wasn't grazing she was sleeping. When she wasn't grazing or sleeping she was trying to force herself to sleep so she could feel better, morning sickness had without a doubt been the hardest part. Skipping ahead shall we? no one wants to hear a pregnant mare complain. By Spring she had fully recovered with not a mark on her, her ebony pelt shone just as bright as before if not slightly brighter, not a scar dared to mark her flawless ebon bodice. Her belly hung low, much lower and it would touch the ground, she knew today would be it. She'd been feeling restless all day, hadn't been able to catch so much as a minutes rest. The contractions had started just a few hours before, and now with the pain growing more intense, contractions closer together she saught a safe place to give birth. Now wasn't exactly the time to be picky so she chose a well hidden area surrounded by thick weeping willows, settling she laid down and waited. It wasn't long before a thick lather had built up on her coat, panting she shook her tresses and shifted her weight into position for foaling. Grunting with effort she began pushing, wincing with the contractions, her heart began to race in fear she'd never done this before and didn't exactly want to be alone. Flicking her banner irritated she moved it to the side to keep it from getting dirty. Closing her eyes tight she pushed as hard as she could with every contraction and soon the young ones nose could be seen from behind, gasping for air, catching her breath she kept pushing. Until in a small puddle of blood the young one lay, all wet and tangled up in the afterbirth. Nickering she reached her muzzle back to nose the baby, getting up she stood over the babe and began licking it until it was clean and only slightly damp. Happy with the way she'd handled things, bringing new life into the world she nudged the baby softly to get it to stand. Giving it a couple minutes to gain balance before guiding it towards her flank to nurse.
Colt
Black
Stockings/Blaze
Slight feathering
the loss of blood left her weak as a newborn kitten
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