Ch. 2-B P. 1-A: His Cider (Soft Buck Extro)

Big Mac leaned down to her, he slid her thighs apart as his flared tip slid in. Applejack gasped. She wanted to close her legs, but she couldn't deny its cool touch on her hot slit felt good. He inched his length into her cautiously, Applejack's slit was already prepped for Mac's passage. She bit down on her lower lip as her brother carefully penetrated her, moaning happily as he slid out.

"Do you want to try now?" He asked as he laid down. Applejack stood up and kneeled her back hooves by Macintosh's waist. There she aligned herself on her brother's spear. She gave a loud shudder of pleasure as his girth filled her tight slit once more. She felt her body grow warmer as she rode her brother's dick, rocking back and forth at a decent speed. This gave Applejack plenty of time to inspect how her brother had changed in only a few weeks, like an odd plated section on his waist, and the pointedness of two of his front teeth.

Big Mac sighed a small cloud of mist, as Applejack watched it collide into her chest she felt her chest tingle and turn blush red. Macintosh  placed his hooves around her thighs as he pressed Applejack to slide every inch of his shaft into her, and with speed. She could feel his meat swelling inside her.

"Faster!" He spat greedily.

Applejack pressed her thigh's power as she gave into her brother's demands, she pumped her salivating slit as fast as she could. her muscles burned in pain, no amount of apple-bucking could get her ready for this tree stump. Her long winded pants were enough of a clue for Big Mac.

Macintosh placed her flat on the bed of hay, his whole smile grinning as he pumped his meat in her like an overwound toy. Each full thrust left her legs shuddering in pleasure. He slowed his gyration to an easy pace as he grunted in pain and slid out of Applejack, and on to the floor.

Applejack gasped, rushing to her brother. "What-What's wrong!" She panted.

"It hurts... Everything burns!" He wailed.

She watched in fear as her brother's legs and waist stretched out, his chest hardened like armor. Between his eyes grew two feathery like antennae that curled like a fern. His ears grew tufts at their end. His shaft shrank in girth, with alien bumps and grooves. As he sat up a pair of thick black and red wings fanned out behind him.(Cinnbar Moth)

When Big Mac's eyes locked to A.J yelled to him "You... you're a Flutter-pony!"