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

Her body lifted up in the air, and she gave a heavy cry as her slit was penetrated without question. Macintosh placed her flat on the bed of hay, whole smile grinning as he pumped his meat in her like an overwound toy. Applejack cried in agony as the girth of his shaft carelessly ripped into her tight hole, she could feel its full length and girth reach her tubes. Each full thrust left her legs shuddering in pleasure. Big Mac leaned himself closer to Applejack. His lips softly rubbed against her own. His quick pants laced more of the cinnamon musk into Applejack. Her eyes probed her brother for other fine details... like an odd plated section of his waist and the pointedness of two of his front teeth.

"You feel great." He chuckled darkly. Applejack didn't know how to respond, between the rough fucking and overstimulating musk he was panting into her mouth, words were pointless. Nevermind that Macintosh had already twisted his tongue around hers. The hard slapping of Big Mac's jewels against Applejack's thighs, and the muffled moans of the two siblings were all that echoed throughout the barn.

Until Big Macintosh reached his climax. After his large deposit into his semi-asleep sister, he slid out an groan of pain. He fell on top of A.J., waking her from her slumber. Applejack gasped.

"I feel it... I feel 'er changes!" He droned in ecstasy.

"What... What chan-?" Applejack tried to ask, but her words left her as she witness her brother metamorphosize. She watched in horror 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, and 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)

"You... you're a Flutter-pony!" Applejack yelled.