Story by Custos
(Original posting 23 January 2024 on https://inkbunny.net/Custos)

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This story contains material for adults only, do not read if you’re a minor.
The material presented is fictional and for adult fantasy only.
The author does not condone any of the depicted illegal activity in real life.

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Baybea commission: Pregnancy Pioneer

“What do you think, guys? Isn’t she cute?”

The teenager’s bedroom is slightly musky with piles of worn clothes thrown everywhere on the floor and empty soda cans piling up on the edges of the desk. On the monitor in front of the thirteen-year-old boy is a very young fox girl scantily clad in frilly and effeminate armour, which would be completely ineffective in protective its wearer in any combat situations. Randy is a grey percheron horse, grey in colour with mottled white spots all over his body and a beautiful light grey mane. He’s currently talking to his friends as he’s streaming himself through his webcam to them, a lot of boys and a few girls his age. They offer him feedback on his newly created character for the game that they all play together, but the general consensus is that the fox girl is very cute despite her apparent age near eight years old.

Randy’s fingers are eagerly manipulating the gaming mouse as his eyes keep darting to the side onto the small figure laying on his bed. Almost as if he is an artist drawing a model. All the while he keeps talking to his friends who can’t see his unexpected guest.

On the bed under the covers lies a cute little fennec fox girl of five, nearly six years old. Her equine leg sticks out from under the sheets, revealing that she’s in fact a hybrid between two species, namely a fennec fox and a shetland pony, with her top half resembling the former whilst her bottom half resembles the latter. Almost like a satyr from the mythological tales. Her name is Candi and her mother Esmee had dropped her off into Randy’s care when she went shopping with the horse boy’s mom. At first, Randy had protested with his mom as he had planned on spending the evening creating a new character and starting a new playthrough of his favourite game with his friends, but his mom had told him Candi wouldn’t bother him and he could just watch her whilst she was napping. End of discussion.

Now that Randy is observing the sleeping six-year-old on his bed, he’s extremely glad that his mom hadn’t listened to him. Candi is the most adorable little girl he’d ever seen, and despite his game having no hybrid options, his new character was very much based on the unaware sleeping cub but could in no way even match her cuteness. The percheron horse’s pants are straining as he tries to keep himself preoccupied with his friends and the game, his shameful secret of his attraction to girls that young trying to burst right out of his zipper. His friends have no idea that Candi’s in his room, until…

“Randy, I’m thirsty.”

The percheron horse teenager nearly jumps up from his seat when the little girl stands next to his chair, draped in an oversized t-shirt that says ‘Mommy’s good girl’ on it. Without waiting for permission, the little six-year-old hybrid fox horse girl starts climbing on top of Randy’s lap, the thirteen-year-old blushing madly as he tries to keep Candi from feeling his erection through his pants. Immediately his friends are curious as to Randy’s guest, but the boy simply tells them he’ll be right back and presses the button to mute his microphone and shut off his camera feed. The little Candi wiggles around on his lap a bit, feeling very heavy for a six-year-old as she points to the teenager’s screen:”She looks like me! Cool.”

Randy grins awkwardly as he tries to hold the girl, becoming acutely aware of her very taut round stomach as his fingers touch her belly:”Uhm, yeah. Cool, right? Say, uhm. Candi. Your tummy… it feels so big. Is everything alright?”
Candi keeps wriggling around excitedly onto Randy’s lap, the percheron horse boy squirming as his erection throbs to its full strength underneath the fabric of his clothes, Candi’s eyes glued to the screen as she matter-of-factly states:”Oh, yeah. Daddy put a seed in my tummy and now it’s growing a baby.”

At first Randy’s expression doesn’t change a bit except for his eyebrows frowning, wondering whether he’d heard the little girl correctly. He cautiously asks:”Your daddy put a seed in your tummy? Are you sure? How?”
Little Candi giggles as she leans back against the thirteen-year-old boy’s chest almost seductively, cuddling into his teenage chest as she grins her tiny fangs bare at him:”With his penis, silly. You can’t make a baby without a penis!”
Randy’s cock lurches inside of his pants, struggling and begging to be released as the boy pitifully mewls out at learning this very hot and very wrong secret from the unaware child:”Oh, god. Your daddy put his penis inside your… little vagina?”

Candi nods and lifts up her oversized t-shirt, revealing the very adult and inappropriate frilly underwear she’s wearing, a lycra and lace lingerie bodysuit:”Uhu. Just the tip, though. It makes the good tingles tickle in my cunny.”
As the six-year-old finishes taking off the t-shirt, Randy is simply nailed to his chair, clutching the armrests as his brain tries to process what the little girl on his lap is revealing and wearing. No way that Esmee, his mom’s friend, could be unaware of this. She must have seen Candi’s clothes. Does she know about Candi’s dad molesting her too? Oh, god. The child, barely not a preschooler anymore, is experienced in sex and is showing the thirteen-year-old horse boy where the good tingles come from as she’s rubbing her tiny fingers over the crotch of her adorable frilly lace and lycra bodysuit.

The hybrid fox horse girl’s tiny digits are massaging her vulva through the pretty lingerie, the fabric stretching back and forth as Candi’s taut and heavily pregnant tummy is revealed to Randy’s eyes. His cock is positively hurting now, it’s so hard, straining against his pants as the boy can’t help but quickly unzip them. He’d never heard of a girl at such a young age getting pregnant, it seems so unreal. As his penis is freed from its prison, he takes a deep breath of fresh air, almost as if he’d been holding his breath the entire time. Randy’s thirteen-year-old cock and balls are black from the medial ring down, and up from this fleshy border the remainder of his shaft and the head of his cock are a beautiful rosy pink hue. The boy’s penis is large compared to his overall size, even for a horse, as he’s generally considered a little on the small side for his breed. Maybe because he’s rather geeky and doesn’t work out or play sports like his brothers and friends do.

Candi squeals in delight as she witnesses Randy’s length bounce free between her legs, her small hands immediately grabbing at it which makes the teenager squirm in horny delight:”Oh, wow! Yours looks a lot like daddy’s! But daddy’s penis is completely black with pink spots.”
Randy groans and nods absentmindedly as he strokes Candi’s hair, trying to hold back from ejaculating on the spot:”Uhu. Cool. Cool.”
The six-year-old’s little fingers are pawing and squeezing the spongy tip of the thirteen-year-old, Randy panting out as he throws his head back against his chair. Finally, he grabs both of Candi’s hands and lifts them away from his cock, sighing in relief as the little girl looks up at the teenager inquisitively.
- “Let’s… let’s take things slow here, Candi. Don’t want to pop so soon, eh?”

The cub doesn’t look like she understands entirely what Randy is saying to her, but when the horse boy lays the girl back against his chest and spreads her hybrid equine legs towards his monitor, she starts humping the air in anticipation. Gently and tenderly, the thirteen-year-old lays his fingers on top of Candi’s immature vulva, not even fully six years old, pudgy and puffy and so wonderfully soft and spongy. The lycra lace fabric is barely acting as a barrier between the horny percheron horse boy’s digits and the young child’s pussy, the flats of his fingers softly circling the chubby little lips and lazily massaging the tiny little button at the top of Candi’s childish cleft. Candi is cooing and shuddering in delight, her little hooves trembling and twitching in pleasure as her immature young body is wracked with such intense adult sensations:”Oh, Randy. R-Randy. My c-cunny. My cunny is tingling!”

Randy’s equine cock flexes upwards and the back of its shaft slaps against Candi’s six-year-old little child pussy, thick drops of teenage precum welling up from the semi-flared head as they’re launched all over the young cub and the horse boy:”That’s okay, Candi. Shh. Just let the tingles happen. It’s a good feeling, no?”
As the teenager’s fingers continue to lazily trace the lips of the child’s cunny, he could swear she’s getting wet from arousal, the mesh fabric of the lace lycra bodysuit seemingly growing moist underneath his administrations. Candi’s taut little tummy heaves along with her flat childish chest, stretching the flimsy garment as her silky golden fennec fox fur is beautifully contrasted by the mesh and frilly lace. Again, Randy’s cock slaps up against the two of them in between their open legs, like a feral horse masturbating in the pasture. Droplets of precious teenage precum land on top of the six-year-old child’s stretched pregnant stomach, the stains glistening as they moisten both the girl’s fur and her frilly lace suit. Candi looks like she could go into labour any moment, she seems that far along in her pregnancy. Randy can’t help to think what a thrill it would be to witness such an impossibly young girl give birth, literally stretching the limits of her body.

With another pitiful moan, Randy stops his massaging of Candi’s six-year-old chubby plump vulva and instead grabs his semi-flared equine cock head, directing it towards the impossibly small pussy still covered by the mesh of the lycra suit and gently rubs the sensitive surface against her equally sensitive flesh:”Ooh, fuck. You’re so cute in that lingerie, Candi. Did mommy dress you up like this?”
Candi is cooing as she lays back against the teenager’s chest with her legs held open wide, the warm softness of Randy’s horse cock head rubbing against her tiny pussy making her tremble:”Ngh, ah. U-uhu. M-mommy chose. I like when I wear this. It makes my tummy and cunny tingle.”

Randy nods as he continues to masturbate the tip of his cock against Candi’s pussy, gently thrusting into it whilst it is still covered by the mesh fabric:”God, that is so hot. Does mommy… does she play with your cunny too? Like daddy does?”
Candi coos out loudly, throwing her head back as the thirteen-year-old teenage horse boy slips the tip of his finger inside her six-year-old tight cunny, stretching a hole into her pretty lace lycra bodysuit right at her crotch:”Ngh! Uhu! Mommy loves to play too. With daddy and me. Mommy loves watching daddy and me. Ngh. Usually she licks me as daddy puts his tip in me.”
A squirt of youthful boyish precum spurts right on top of his own finger digging inside Candi’s pussy, Randy groaning pitifully as his young mind envisions the scene in his mind:”Oh, god!”

The young horse boy can’t hold back any longer, his mind and body wracked with hormones and forbidden knowledge as his head down south decides to do any further thinking for him. And it has decided that full advantage must be taken of this opportunity of having his six-year-old dream girl alone in his bedroom for hours to come. Randy lifts Candi off of his and seats her in his gaming chair as he himself kneels down on the floor in front of it, gently holding the cub’s legs open wide as he immediately dives in between like a dog onto a bone. His warm tongue makes the nearly six-year-old cub, barely not a preschooler anymore, coo in delight as it laps over her immature chubby slit covered in the torn lycra bodysuit. Randy loves the sensation of the mesh over the youthful cleft, but decides he needs more access. His fingers hook into the little hole he made before and rip the fabric open towards the sides, making Candi squeak in surprise. Her tiny swollen vulva now bulges out of the tight restrictive material prominently underneath her equally taut tummy, Randy’s forehead pressing firmly into the baby bump as he dives his tongue back inside of her six-year-old childish pussy.

The little girl squeals and moans as she thrashes around in the gaming chair, held firmly in place by Randy’s stronger teenage hands as he worms his slimy tongue as deeply inside of her impossibly tight tiny love tunnel as possible, savouring the flavour of her girlish innocence. The boy’s equine cock is slapping wildly into his own stomach, spraying droplets of precum everywhere as the flare on Randy’s cock head becomes more pronounced with each slap.

So engrossed is the boy that he didn’t notice the door of his bedroom swinging open slowly. He’s hunching down with his back towards it, the gaming chair and himself sideways to the monitor of his computer fruitlessly still producing light as it is completely disregarded by Randy and Candi. The thirteen-year-old grey percheron horse boy’s heart skips a beat when he suddenly hears a deep feminine voice speak up from behind him:”Well, well, well. It seems I was right about you.”

From sheer terror and as if stung by a bee, Randy draws back his tongue in an instant and tries to stand up:”No! No! This is not-“
The boy doesn’t get any further, as he trips over his pants restricting his ankles, falling forwards as his cock head slams into Candi’s tiny pussy and then slides up all the way into the heavily pregnant baby bump, making the hybrid fox horse girl coo in pleasure:”Ngh, ah! Mommy! Look, Randy is playing with my cunny! Just like you and daddy!”

Randy tries to save himself from the situation still, floundering wildly as tries to pull away from Candi, only causing his precum-spurting cock head to continuously bump into the nearly six-year-old’s pregnant belly:”N-no! N-not true!”
Suddenly, a pair of feminine hands grab hold of the teenager’s wrists from behind, a pair of firm tits pressed into the back of his head as the woman holds him still and tries to calm him down:”Shh. It’s okay, Randy. I’ve suspected for a while. I just needed an excuse to leave my precious little girl alone with you. Seems it worked out, eh?”
Esmee’s face enters Randy’s peripheral vision as the two of them are kneeling in front of the gaming chair, Candi’s legs still open wide to show off the torn hole in her lace lycra bodysuit and making her childish pussy bulge out lewdly. The twenty-year-old fennec fox woman is absolutely gorgeous, and she and Candi had played prominent roles in Randy’s masturbation fantasies before. Esmee has other children, but usually it was Candi that drew the boy’s attention, and she herself of course.

The thirteen-year-old’s initial shock has subsided, but he seems frozen in fear as his eyes stare straight into Esmee’s. The golden fennec fox woman just gives him a wink and a smile, gently guiding the boy’s index finger to her lips and slipping it inside as she sucks on the digit with her most seductive sweltering gaze. Randy’s cock immediately veers back up and slaps against his stomach once more, flaring a little as the boy’s body finally starts to relax, his eyes half-lidded as he pants out:”Oh. Oh, wow. Miss Esmee…”
Esmee finishes deep-throating the boy’s finger, releasing it as it positively drips with globs of her saliva:”Just call me Esmee, handsome. Now. It’s impolite to not finish what you start.”
The woman’s slender fingers start guiding Randy’s digit lubricated with her own saliva towards her own six-year-old daughter’s cunny, the boy’s cock once more slapping against his own stomach as a spurt of precum hits both his own chest and Esmee’s:”Oh, fuck! Miss Esmee! Ngh!”

Smoothly, Randy’s finger is slipped inside the impossibly tight young cunny of Esmee’s little girl, Candi cooing as she kicks her legs out a little in a frog-like motion with closed eyes, murmuring:”Oh. Oh. Mommy. Mommy.”
The first knuckle disappears out of sight, then the second. Finally, Randy’s finger bottoms out as his third knuckle is kissed by the sweet little lips of the six-year-old’s childish pussy, the very tip of his digit pushing against something very tautly stretched and bulging. The boy can’t control himself and jets of watery teenage semen splash all over Candi’s chubby slit and her hard pregnant stomach, his own hand and chest, and Esmee’s tits and guiding hand.

Swift like a viper, Esmee’s other hand grabs the spurting flaring equine cock, massaging the soft skin up and down Randy’s shaft as she milks him:”Ah, that’s right. Good boy. It’s fine. You’re better off softer for what is to come.”
Randy’s vision is becoming blurry speckled with black spots, a strange tingly scent in his nostrils as he experiences the most intense orgasm in his young life:”Nghesmeengh…”
Randy can feel something soft against the tautness of whatever fleshy barrier he’s molesting inside Candi, almost like a tiny suckling mouth edging his finger further along. Esmee meanwhile drops her cum-smeared blouse and undoes her bra, revealing her perky tits to the boy but also a very taut stomach of her own, revealing that she herself is about equally far along into her pregnancy as her own little girl.

Esmee gives Randy’s cock a few strokes every few seconds, keeping him nice and hard as she places his hands on top of her precious girl’s pregnant stomach, the boy’s natural instinct taking over as his palms gently squeeze and explore the beautiful stretched skin:”My daughter is carrying our daddy’s child, Randy. Yes, he’s my father too. But he never managed to get more than the tip inside of her. Her virginity is intact. I want you to pop her cherry, Randy. And pop her tummy too, she’s due any day now. I want you to share in this wonderful experience. It would break my heart to have my girl give birth in a sterile hospital room. Please…”

The fennec fox woman pulls a lever on the gaming chair, knowing full well that they’re build to lay their tops down. Candi squeals as she leans back more, her little legs flying up and her tummy pointing towards the ceiling now. Randy’s eyes are glued upon the six-year-old’s vulva blushing and nearly winking at him as it bulges out from the hole in the bodysuit, with the beautiful round pregnant stomach just above. Esmee’s hand is already kneading the spongy head of his spent cock again, his youthful member ready for another round as only teenagers are blessed to have, and the woman gently urges it towards her daughter’s loins:”She’s ready for you, stud. And the little one inside of her is eager to meet a cock that is not our daddy’s!”

Randy gets up onto his hooves, hunching down in front of the chair and with his ass towards his desk, his thirteen-year-old shaft bouncing aggressively in anticipation of what is about to happen. His youthful balls are drawing up and falling in his sac, churning with potent virile teenager sperm, ready to inseminate his first female ever:”Y-you mean… but she’s… she’s so tiny…”
Esmee caresses her own pregnant stomach and squeezes her own bloated tits, milk squirting out all over her nearly six-year-old’s baby bump as it seeps down to Candi’s swollen child cunny:”Mhm. She is. And she wants you, stud. Go give my unborn granddaughter a nice little kiss.”

Randy’s equine cock head is placed against Candi’s small swollen vulva, the heat of her pussy lips positively radiating like a furnace like only the loins of a pregnant mother can. With a little bit of encouragement from Esmee, the teenager’s hips push forwards and Randy’s lip pulls up to reveal his equine teeth as he revels in the wet juicy heat of the six-year-old’s vagina:”Oh, god. This is not happening!”

Randy grips the armrests of the gaming chair as Esmee strokes her own pregnant stomach and dips her fingers in between her legs to stimulate her own aching sopping wet pussy at the sight of the thirteen-year-old deflowering her very young pregnant child. The pink head vanishes from sight as Candi coos out loudly, groaning a little as she clutches the armrests as well:”Ngh. My tummy and cunny tingles, mommy. Randy’s penis is almost as big as daddy’s.”
Esmee nods and gently holds her child’s hand as she keeps masturbating with the other, diddling her swollen clit something fierce as she witnesses Randy’s cock sink nearly three inches inside:”Ah. Yes, baby. Does his penis feel good? Does his penis feel as good as daddy’s, baby?”

Candi can’t answer, instead simply cooing out as Randy’s pink horse cock sinks inside of her swollen child pussy as far as it can, bumping into the mouth of her womb and identifying it as the very taut membrane protecting her unborn child. Randy himself is nearly delirious himself, his upper lip pulled up in lewd arousal, his fingers gripping the armrests of the chair tightly and his black balls swaying in front of his computer monitor as he hunches urgently and quickly into the six-year-old child’s pussy:”Ngh, ngh. Fuck. Cub. Tight. Pussy. Ngh!”

Esmee encourages the young boy to fuck her heavily pregnant and impossibly young daughter, thrashing her fingers around her engorged clit and juicy wet pussy lips:”That’s it! Fuck my Candi, you stud. Let’s get that baby born on your magnificent cock!”
Randy grunts out as he positively drools down on the cooing six-year-old pierced on his cock, the semi-flared head of his pink and black cock bumping harshly into the mouth of her cervix as if loudly knocking at the unborn baby’s door. The young boy’s balls are swinging back and forth, a sheen of light sweat making them glisten in the cold light of the monitor on his desk, the loud sopping wet squelching noises from his forbidden union echoing in the small bedroom.

And then, with a powerful thrust, the thirteen-year-old percheron horse boy and six-year-old fennec fox horse hybrid girl cry out in unison, their loins edging closer towards each other as Randy’s cock bursts through the final barrier and sinks its spongy tip deeply inside Candi’s already occupied baby chamber. Gushes of liquid squirt out from between them, literally a bucket of amniotic fluid spilling on the floor as Esmee starts digging her fingers deeper into her own pussy in ecstasy, egging the young stud penetrating her pregnant six-year-old daughter on:”Fuck! Yes! Fuck her, stud! Can you feel the little one? Are you touching it with your cock?”

Randy can’t answer, simply holding his hips forwards and his cock buried inside the whimpering child, focused solely on the sensations washing through his body. His medial ring kissing the pulsing pussy lips of the six-year-old child, the spongy head of his cock as it broke through the barrier and is now firmly lodged against the delicate form of the unborn inside the impossibly tight womb, the pearls of sweat dripping from his balls as they roll around in their sac. His arms and legs are trembling, the senses of anything and anyone around him dulled as Randy is on the verge of another climax. He moves his hips slightly, his cock head forcing itself further along between the wall of Candi’s womb and the unborn child, the young boy able to feel facial features pressed against his shaft. The entirety of the womb is then suddenly squeezed tightly, making Randy moan out even louder as finally Candi’s first contraction causes his body to lose the fight.

Jet after jet of hot equine boy seed spurts out of the thirteen-year-old’s youthful cock, directly lubricating the walls of the child’s impossibly young womb and the unborn cub’s form. Despite the tightness pressing him back away, Randy isn’t done. His body acts completely on pure primordial instinct, his balls swaying back and fro as his hips powerfully inject his ejaculation inside the crying child’s womb and birthing canal. The room is running out inside, the powerful contractions backing Randy’s cock away and out of the womb, closely followed by the tender unborn baby. The young boy grips the armrests tightly in his last thrusts, losing the fight as finally his flared equine cock head pops free from the six-year-old hybrid child’s swollen pussy, spraying a last few jets of youthful semen all over Candi’s loins.

Randy remains barely standing next to the chair, hunched through his knees as the head of a cute baby fennec fox emerges from Candi’s gaping slit with an audible ‘pop’, the boy’s eyes wide and trained on the miracle of birth happening right there in his bedroom as he’s completely entranced in his after bliss. The small head is covered in a layer of amniotic fluid and very clearly semen. The flash of a camera wakes Randy from his revelry as Esmee’s slender hand takes hold of his softening penis and holds it next to the baby’s head, taking a picture with her phone before rubbing the cock head all over the unborn’s face and taking another. Randy is speechless but horrified, falling down onto his ass next to the chair as Candi cries out and gives one last push.

Slowly, as if in slow-motion from a movie, the baby slides out of the six-year-old’s pussy and straight into Randy’s lap. The newborn baby is mewling loudly immediately, still attached to her mother with the umbilical cord as Esmee opens the little one’s legs to reveal a very swollen vulva:”Congratulations, stud. You assisted in the birth of my granddaughter. Maxwell is gonna be so thrilled that a stud like you was willing to help!”
Esmee lays the newborn baby, covered entirely in the boy’s semen, at Randy’s penis and offers the tip to it. The wet infant mewls and suckles the air until she finds the spongy head of the teenager’s cock, eagerly clamping down her muzzle onto it and suckling with all her might, a steady stream of leftover cum and newly produced precum already oozing out and down into her tummy. Randy is mortified, but unable to intervene, his body frozen as Esmee simply does to him what she wants.

The twenty-year-old golden fennec fox woman takes another picture of the newborn baby nursing at Randy’s penis as she holds the infant’s legs open to reveal its swollen baby slit to the camera, her smiling face in the corner of the frame:”Maxwell is gonna love another daughter to nurse and love. Penis and all.”
Finally, Randy finds his voice again, instinctively cradling the newborn baby as it nurses from his cock whilst Esmee now tends to Candi, lifting the sobbing girl onto her lap and comforting her against her swollen pregnant stomach and breasts, the umbilical cord still connecting the impossibly young mother and newborn child:”T-the fuck, Esmee! You took pictures! I’m gonna be ruined!”
Esmee frowns as she nurses her sobbing six-year-old girl who just gave birth herself on her swollen milk-laden tit, nudging her head towards the boy’s monitor:”Oh? My pictures? But you’ve been streaming the whole thing to your friends.”

Randy freezes in terror, his eyes sliding over to his monitor. It seems he didn’t press the button to mute himself well enough, as some of his friends have left the group chat and others, some girls but mostly his male friends, are masturbating along with the happenings on camera. Esmee grins, sending the pictures over to her daddy, soothing the thirteen-year-old:”Don’t worry. Times are changing. If anything, you’re gonna be a star. A pioneer in the field of pregnant baby loving!”