With the birth of their litter of hybrids approaching in less than a month, Yona and Sandbar are welcome to any moments of peace they can squeeze in between getting ready for it all. Nestled under a tree in Ponyville’s park, the two sit by each other. Sandbar sitting himself right against Yona’s pregnant bulk and ample chest. The only sounds are the birds and Yona’s content coos as she feels Sandbar’s touch across her drum tight belly.
 
Even the babies know not to interrupt the moment. Slow yet very visible movements moving across the somewhat thin furred surface. For at least this moment, all is calm.
 
Wanted some sfw-ish hyper shippy preg and Bumpy delivered.