An old favourite Real-Time Strategy game.

(Written by MacroZecora)

Button decided to play an old RTS game he hadn’t touched in years. Pony Empires 2. He looked through his old CD case and slipped it into his laptop. He had homework to do in the background, but that could wait. He needed a break from it all and to take his mind off of…

“Are you having fun, sweetie?” He heard a voice behind him and blushed. It seemed Cream was already here.

“M-mom!” Button groaned. “I haven’t even started a match yet…” He grumbled, slouching and selecting his favorite civilization, the Roaman Empire. “Wh-what are you doing here anyway?” He slouched, trying not to look too hard at his shamelessly nude mother.

“I can’t check up on my cute little Button?” Cream leaned in and started rubbing his shoulders, looking over the game on the screen with a smile. “Oh my. It’s that old game. I haven’t seen you play that since you were just a little foal. That’s the one where you play as a king, right?” She wiggled her hips back and forth.

“Err… Sort of…” Button blushed, trying to remember his old build orders, but it was really hard with Cream distracting him. Six farmers, three lumberjacks, then build houses… Wait, or was it four lumberjacks? He couldn’t concentrate with his mom looming behind him. “It’s an empire builder where you build up a base, and then an army, and then you fight other civilizations. I’m up against the Saddle Arabians this match. That could be a problem. Their archers will be really effective against my pegasi.”

“So you’re a king.” Cream nodded, placing a literal crown on Button’s head. “Seems appropriate to me. You’ve always been my little king. So where’s your army at?”

“I haven’t built one yet…” Button groaned. “I haven’t gathered them yet.”

“So you’re gonna make your poor peasants do all that hard work? That doesn’t seem quite right.” Cream snapped her fingers and appeared in the game, dozens of feet tall compared to confused peasants. “How about I give them a hand?” She said sensually, gently massaging her breasts.

“M-m-mom! Get out of my game! You cant be there!” Button protested, trying to hide the tent he was getting in his pants.

“Yes I can. I’m a goddess. I can do anything.” Cream smirked, wandering over to a gold mine and bending over and lifting the whole mountain up, showing off her incredibly curvy rump to the screen.

“Hnnghhh!” Button’s eyes went wide and he felt his penis absolutely throb. “M-m-mom! Please d-d-dont do that…” He whimpered. “B-b-besides, I don’t need any gold this early in the game… I need food and wood…”

“Is that right, my liege?” Cream looked up at the screen and grinned. “Cause it looks to me like you’ve got more wood than you know what to do with…” She winked and blew him a kiss. “And don’t worry, hon… I’ve got plenty of milk right here.” She wiggled her boobs around, her titanic milkers sloshing with heavy cream.

Button looked up at his hud and saw his food and wood totals were now infinite, as opposed to the few hundred he should have started with. Sweat started to drip down his mane and he couldn’t focus on anything but his mother’s curves. Even the Roaman villagers had completely stopped working, not seeing a point to working now that their empire had infinite resources. Plus there was an absolutely gorgeous goddess looming over them.

“Mmmm. Now you have enough resources to make all the troops you want, dear…” Cream gave a seductive wink. “I know I’m more than ready to start making some more babies…” She slowly bent over and winked at the blushing villagers.

Button couldn’t take it anymore. He just got up and left to TV, wandering off to the bathroom to shower. He couldn’t even play a simple strategy game without his stupid sexy mom getting him all worked up.