Chapters Hi Everypony, I Wrote You An Actual Sequel!
Big Mac was on the way back from helping his cousin at Appaloosa, staring at the familiar countryside and drifting in and out of sleep. He had rode this train many times, and was anxious to get back to his family. He was not so enthused about the hours of sitting there or about any potential attempts by his sisters to set him up with a special somepony. Although it was usually the filly’s doing, her older sister did plenty to help out with trying to set up blind dates. The only problem about the more experienced mare getting involved was that she seemed to have this absurd notion he was into stallions. Those nights always ended awkwardly.
Having read some rather amateurish speculation on the bizarre and fascinating private life of Princess Luna, Big Mac was in a giddy mood, especially since the thesis of the work he read correlated to his thoughts on that Princess. Namely, she needed to get laid to loosen up after being imprisoned for so long and Big Mac knew he would make a grand emissary of Ponyville on the next royal visit.
Fluttershy left her home, initially headed to meet Rainbow Dash for another excellent session. On the way into the sky, she remembered that Dash was out of town for the week and then turned her attention to trying something Dash told her ought to be fun. With unusual gusto, she kept flying for a better vantage point at which to survey the ponies in town. On the way back to her house, she decided to swing not too far away to the Apple Family property to see if any of their members were on break from their normal farm work and to visit the sapling successor of a good friend.
On her way over, she spotted Big Mac in an orchard by himself, while the rest of the clan was working elsewhere for the day. Seeing him sweating in the midmorning sun reminded her of a fond memory shortly after she had met the full Ponyville regiment of the Apple clan.
Fluttershy just met three new ponies and had gone on an adventure she had never hoped to join,being abruptly conscripted to join the unexpected party to stop Nightmare Moon. Besides Rarity and Rainbow Dash, all these ponies were new to her. She certainly empathised with Twilight Sparkle that meeting five new friends in one day was far too many for one pony.
After a race Rainbow Dash invited her to, Fluttershy was dragged along with the promise of delicious cider from the private stores of her race partner. There, she met the Apple clan and realised their hospitality truly did live up to their reputation. Granny S mith had all kinds of unusual stories about the foundation of Ponyville,not to be found in any of the official Canterlot-printed histories of modern Equestria that Twilight kept in store. Applejack was her friend, so no further proof of friendship was necessary. Apple Bloom was in bed, since it was late and starting to get cold.
The cider flowed quite freely, the family of Earth ponies forgetting, as usual, that pegasi are not known for holding their cider and often need to fly home, thankfully leading to hilarious failures to take off instead of tragic mid-air crashes. Fluttershy, thinking of flying back, unsteadily opened her wings and noticed she was not flapping them, standing blankly for a few seconds before swaying too far and falling on her side, causing Rainbow Dash to jump into the air and flail her wings around in laughter before joining Fluttershy in a crashed pegasus heap.
Big Mac, Granny Smith, and Applejack collectively facehoofed at the drunk pegasi, al- though the cider was getting to them as well. Earth pony fortitude was more from the fact that they did not have wings or horns to complicate things than simply stronger constitution. Granny Smith decided to call it a night, urging her grandfoals to take the pegasi to bed, saying she was too tired and they were too heavy, the latter a statement she could get away with since she was not the embodiment of honesty. Before leaving the barn, she gave Big Mac a suggestive wink as Applejack was in the middle of helping up Rainbow Dash. Giving a silent nod of agreement to whatever that wink had meant, he proceeded to lift a thoroughly confused Fluttershy off the floor. She did not waste time in cuddling into his musculature and leaning against him as they walked back to the house.
As he got near his bed, he offered it to Fluttershy and she grabbed his muzzle with her forehooves and leaned in to kiss him. Big Mac returned with enthusiasm, and was pulled to share the bed with surprising force.
“Eeyup.” * squeak *
Somehow safely in her home, Fluttershy tiredly tried to get ready for bed. However, she noted that her wings were not collapsing neatly to her sides, something she attributed to being quite inebriated. Thinking of the day to come,she decided to try getting a stallion on her own the next day. Then she noted her wings brushing against her bookshelf sending shivers down her spine. As she headed to the bathroom to get ready for bed,she got distracted and laid down over the edge of her bed and flared her wings on the bed and had a hoof in her crotch. She fantasised about her drunken kiss of Big Mac and how nice his muscles felt as her support and how full she was—was he inside her?
Continuing hooflong into her session, she enjoyed feeling quite full until she hit just the right spot and sent a shiver down her spine,and a contraction that expelled some of her processed cider onto her hoof. This squirt started a chain reaction when her slightly wet fur next met her clitoris,it caused her to relax and release the rest of the cider she enjoyed not terribly long ago, soaking her hoof and the fur near her marehood. However, rubbing in that state was incredibly arousing...
With those thoughts stirring her feminine emotions, even at this relatively early hour, she picked a discreet spot to watch Big Mac labor and flew there without anypony suspecting she was there, much like her relations with the most deciduous member of that family.
Author's Note
Original PDF
Well, here we are again. This one finished before number 2, so deal with it. This is still number 3.
In case you missed them:Hay Everypony, I Wrote You A Clop Fic! Original PDF Hello Everypony, I Can Write Clopfic Two: Royal Flush
Hi Everypony, I Wrote You An Actual Sequel!
Fluttershy was still in awe of how big Big Mac was, even this time. She put her hooves into her plot and rubbed while Big Mac finished his chores for the day. Fluttershy had just had another unplanned assertiveness lesson from Rainbow Dash, but they had become very effective lately. She knew that the only way to ensure the lovely feelings of a warm stallion cuddled around her was to make the opportunity, and she was in no mood to dally. She was reminded of one of her private lessons from Iron Will from a previous adventure:
When I walk in the room,
Nearly everywhere I go,
Ponies sing and scream my name:
Bitches, dudes, and hoes.
However, she did decide to give him the consideration to let him finish up his duties rather than run out to him and make her intentions known. She could smell her own arousal as she played with herself, thoughts of the oversized workhorse doing unmentionable things to her flooding her mind. Occasionally, she opened her eyes to watch him as he worked, his flank swaying, the green apples moving up and down, his protruding and positively fantastic-looking member when he relieved himself, his muscles moving beneath his coat when he encountered a difficult spot in the terrain. Once the last task was completed, the unaware stallion made his way to the barn to clean up for the day and see what would likely need to be left for tomorrow.
The butter-coloured pegasus was deep in her own clopping when she realised that now was the time to make her move, or else her stallion would be unavailable until the next day. However, her nether regions begged her to rub furiously and finish the day’s excitation. She was going to give in and wait until tomorrow when one of Iron Will’s sayings popped into her mind, “if today you wait, tomorrow you’re late,” and she propelled herself with unnatural wing- power to the red stallion as he was entering the barn, grabbing the door so it did not shut her out. The stallion of her dreams turned in quiet surprise when he did not hear the click of the barn door he expected.
“Fluttershy, what are you doing here? Why did you sneak up on me like that?” asked a startled Big Mac.
“I, um—” “Come on, remember you want this,” she thought to herself in the brief break, “— would like to talk to you a bit.” Fluttershy concluded, then immediately thought, “That was incredibly lame.”
“What would you like to talk to me about?”
“Kiss me.”
“#saywhat‽”
“Kiss me, you handsome fucker!” Fluttershy half-yelled in exasperation as she flung herself at Big Mac, only to bump off onto the ground, her plan to knock him onto his back failing.
“Are you okay?” Big Mac said as he leaned in to check on Fluttershy, who used that opportunity to give a long hard kiss. Fluttershy then made it to her hooves with Big mac’s help and kissed him again, this time making sure to use tongue, feeling up the mouth of her gift horse. Breaking the kiss, she lowered her head and headed straight for the 100% real stallion, not a replica horsecock or a mare, lovely as they are, or being used as a horn warmer. Big Mac could not resist the feel of her mane against the bottom of his barrel and Fluttershy’s deft hooves ensured he quickly unsheathed.
After Big Mac was warmed up, his pegasus companion made a most unusual request: “If it’s all right with you, I want you to pee on me.” Fluttershy said, coming as close as she ever did to assertion. “What?” the farm pony responded in bewilderment. “I just want to have you pee on me, to see if I like it.”
Big Mac just stared in confusion, unable to process his knowledge of Fluttershy with one that not only wanted to be peed on, but asked for it. Fluttershy took matters into her own, her libido getting the best of her and explained, as if to a foal, “Like this!” and released a stream of warm, tangy urine onto Big Mac’s belly and penis.
Big Mac, too hard to complete the mare’s request even if he was not stunned by it, simply tried to move in front of the yellow pony to offer her a taste of her own secretion, which had a distinct odour of tea with too many sugar cubes. She refused, only turning with her tail up to be peed on, but the stallion took this as an opportunity and poked his protruding penis into her puffy pink pussy until he pondered if he would pop his partner in pieces. Fluttershy gave out an unnaturally loud scream at the unexpected full-extension pounding penetration, unaware of whether it was of pleasure or pain—a seemingly common situation for her. She retreated slightly, cuing her partner to thrust gently for a while. However, she quickly began to lean back into him at an ever-increasing rate.
The sensations were quickly too much for the farm pony who came without warning, nearly leaving a disappointed pegasus. Luckily (for both ponies), the unexpected gush of liquids into Fluttershy caused her to seize up in orgasm, her walls massaging the last drops out of Big Mac, and emit a series of screams and whimpers, softer than before. Big Mac then pulled out of her with a slight pop and both ponies, already too covered in sweat and other fluids to care, proceeded to cuddle in a puddle of their own juices and hay.
Author's Note
The Iron Will adventure alluded to in this chapter most likely will not exist, due to a lack of writers in the Firm talented at writing minotaur sex scenes.
Seriously, though. Eww, gross; who'd ever drink pee
Hi Everypony, I Wrote You An Actual Sequel!
Big Mac was happy that Miss Cheerilee was back in town and likely to stay this time. He thought long and very hard about her, imagining her to be like Fluttershy, but even better. When they first met romantically, it was due to love poison. After it had worn off, Big Mac was not particularly infatuated with Miss Cheerilee anymore, but she did show that she was glad his little sister and her classmates had picked him out for her. When he realized that she was genuinely interested in him, he was quite happy that she seemed to be interested in him for reasons other than curiosity and fantasies about how big he really was. He was going to thank the cmc, as they called themselves, for getting Miss Cheerilee into him, but they kept bouncing around exclaiming about the success of getting him a special somepony like the excited schoolfillies they were, so decided to assign them chores to get them out of the way of conversation.
Back in the present day, the official future heir to Granny Smith’s operations made up his mind about exactly what to say to his somepony to ensure she stayed in Ponyville, or at least would take him along the next time she left town for a place with better pay for schoolteachers. Knowing that gave him huge satisfaction and relief from the worries about the future.
He made his way over to the hollow tree where his animal-loving friend lived to thank her in the only way he felt appropriate for the confidence boost. As they walked back to his barn, which she said was much nicer for amorous activity than her residence, he told her about how he had spent plenty of time at the water-trough that day, ensuring he was too full to become too hard before his fellow shy friend was satisfied with her experimental requests.
Author's Note
Previously:Hay Everypony, I Wrote You A Clop Fic! Original PDF Hello Everypony, I Can Write Clopfic Two: Royal FlushRarity Does Canterlot
Hi Everypony, I Wrote You An Actual Sequel!
What is this, I don't even…?
Applejack looked at the compromised ponies and asked, “Fluttershy! Are you messing with my brother? And Big Mac, are you messing with my Fluttershy?”
The indicated ponies looked at each other and knew that if they were going to suffer Applejack’s ire, they might as well enjoy causing it in style. The responded in unison, “Guilty as charged, ma’m.”
Applejack simply responded, “There was some screamin’ goin’ on roundabouts the barn and I needed to make sure no pony was hurt.”
“We’re quite alright” responded Fluttershy.
“Eeyup,” uttered Big Mac.
“Well, I reckon I ought to leave you two lovebirds to your privacy,” Applejack said before leaving and closing the door behind her.
The pleasured ponies napped together, resting their heads on the other’s mane. When they woke up, it was just after sundown.
“Drat,” Big Mac said,“this’ll mess up my sleep for tomorrow’s work.”
Fluttershy put a reassuring hoof on her lover and said she could brew teas that could make him sleepy or keep him awake, depending on his preference. She realised that there was plenty of hay stuck to her barrel, as with Big Mac. The pegasus suggested they take a shower before retiring for the evening, to which Big Mac responded, “that’s what I was planning on doing before I had your beautiful distraction. There’s a barn shower in here. It’s a tad cold, but no pony else would show here at this hour and we can keep each other warm.”
Fluttershy, blushing at the thought, despite the events of that afternoon, wholeheartedly accepted.
Later that evening, Applejack told Granny Smith the big news that Big Mac had found a special somepony. The Apple family matriarch questioned, “So, who’s the special somepony?”
Applejack responded,“It’s one of my close mare friends.”
Just then, Applebloom trotted in from eavesdropping and exclaimed to her sister,“Ah knew he ain’t gay, now pay up!”
Author's Note
This one's short and sweet.
