Twilight was panting heavily… and moaning heavenly.
My Goddess he really is Big!
Not that she would really know since this is the first her loins had the pleasure of examining, but she couldn’t imagine anything bigger than that to-do-list she’d made earlier today. And even though she never got a chance to test it she would never need to…
Never again…
________________________________________________________________________________
Earlier that day Twilight awoke to a sunny clear sky, free from any tension or worry that could ruin it.The weatherpatrol is always keen to make sure that any tears that may be shed this day is not so because of them.
Not that this day wasn’t already ruined by its very existence…
H&H day always reminded her of what she lacked and what she missed in her life. Sure she has Spike, and since a few years ago also 5 wonderful friends - all of which she treasures dearly… But in the end your body, soul… and heart… craves for more than just close friends…
It craves for love… And unlike friendship, love was a subject she’d never had the pleasure to experience or studying that intensely. Books contain a vast amount of knowledge, and stories that captivates you and makes you believe that anything is possible. And certain stories that rips away your heart and lets you foolishly believe that you belong in that magical world (filled with so many wonders!) – that only exists because of that self-inflicted lack of living that so many involuntary but inevitable exposes themselves to, out of fear of losing that comfort and safety that sadly binds them and hinders them to move… Those magical worlds are often meant not only to fill the hole of the listener, but to fill the hole of the one who created it as well.
But stories are made up, the manecharacter that you love and envy is not you and your heart can only be fooled for so long… Close friendship resembles a lot like love, but it’s not exclusively between two individuals (and love is exclusive!). Love makes you feel special, chosen. It’s supposed to be a bond just for you and that special somepony, that you both share and treasure deeply.
And Twilight was beginning to long more and more for that special somepony… to hold her in the chilly evenings, to kiss her on those sunny days… to make her squeal and beg for mercy in the ni—“Oh Hey Spike!”
Twilight had been suffocating her pillow when Spike suddenly walked up to her. He was elegantly stuffed in a smoking, wearing a maybe little to large top-hat and holding a cane in his right claw.
He was probably the most stunning dragon in Ponyville.
Spike made a spinning move with his cane which ended with a light tap on the floor, which he followed up by slightly tapping his hat to the side. He had probably trained that last move quite a lot since the hat miraculously stayed on top of his head.
“How do I look?” Spike looked like he imagined a bunch of Raritys crowding around him and admiring him. He already knew the answer to his question of course…
A small giggle escaped Twilight’s muzzle. “Isn’t your hat a little too big?”
Not the answer Spike was expecting.
“Well… the bigger the better, right? And besides I will grow into it.” Spike took off his hat and examinated it. It is a nice hat – He admitted to himself. His eyes found a new target to examine quite fast though…
Twilight had a slight fading blush on her face, which still held a faint smile on it… But her eyes were distant, she wasn’t even looking at Spike anymore. She was staring with an unmotivated glare at her pillow. Her eyes were sad, so very sad…
Spike had been used to see her like this every H&H day but he still worried about her – she seemed sadder than the year before. Even though he knew that she would be back to her old happy busy-making-schedules-for-next-schedule self, probably just the next day, he never liked seeing her like this. But they had been over this before. Twilight was content in just waiting this day go by, preferably without any peep-talk and exhortations of going out and finding someone to share this supposed-to-be-joyous event with. Or so Spike had come to believe…
“Sure you’ll be ok Twilight?”
Twilight sighed but turned her head towards Spike and gave him (what probably was at least supposed to be) a reassuring smile. “I’ll manage… You’ll be home later right?” Twilight almost wanted him to stay…
“Don’t get your hopes up” Spike smiled broadly. “I’m confident Rarity can’t resist saying yes to me this time!”
Twilight smiled as well. She was indeed proud of her little assistant whom year after year tried to make Rarity go out with him, never losing confidence after all those (sometimes harsh) rejections.
She got up from her bed and trotted over to Spike, giving him a soft nugie. “Then I will be here for your triumphant return in the morning, my dear number one assistant.” Spike fixed his scales and answered with a hug. “Thanks Twilight.” He put his top-hat on his head and once again finished its seat with an elegant tap. He bowed and greeted Twilight goodbye with an “Enchanté, my fair lady!” before turning around and… bounce (?) down the stairs.
“Good luck!” Twilight yelled after her encouraged little assistant. Being around his aura of immense motivation for this day was almost enough to cheer her up aswell. Almost…
…Hm, better get going on that scroll then…
________________________________________________________________________________
Spike was strolling down a rather crowded main-alley. He would get one or two occasional greetings and motivational shouts from here and there. His almost traditional courting of Rarity every H&H day had become sort of a customary to the residents of Ponyville. The few who cheered him on either hoped for him to succeed… or just did so to happily mess further with poor Rarity.
Spike on the other hands just thought that they were complimenting the suit (his love for Rarity was, after all, a well kept secret…).
He tried to think of Rarity and his new strategy of winning her heart, but all he could think about was Twilight’s sad eyes… He wished he could do something for her…
“Hey Spike! Looking goood!” Rainbow Dash hovered infront of Spike, happy to once again see the little fella on his way to bug poor Rarity (as usual).
“Thanks! …You don’t think the hat is to big do you? “ Spike asked.
“Naaah the bigger the better!” Rainbow declared.
Yes! Spike 1, Twilight …0…
Wait, hold on… bigger… Bigger…
- Big Mac! Spike remembered seeing Twilight glance Big Mac’s way every time they visited the farm (and the looks she were giving him!). Applejack never seemed to notice it but Twilight was indeed very cautious at looking his way, she only did it when she was certain no one else was watching her...
Spike…?
She’d forgotten her number one assistant though.
…Are you still there?
Big Mac wasn’t seeing anypony else as much as Spike knew. But how would he convince Big Mac to go on a date with Twilight?
Hello Spike!
…Maybe he could ask Rarity to help…
“SPIIIIKE!”
“Wawhut?” Spiked jumped a little. Apparently Rainbow had been circling around Spike and finally decided to make close contact with his right …ear(?).
“Jeez, don’t scare me like that! I thought you’d died standing or something! …You were certainly properly dressed for the occasion though.” Rainbow snickered.
“Oh sorry I was just thinking…”
“Well…?”
“Well what?” Spike wasn’t following.
“What’s troubling you? It seems to be quite big.” Rainbow had never seen Spike so lost in thoughts before…
Big was the word. Spike sighed “I’m just thinking about Twilight…”
Rainbow had never thought of what Twilight was doing on H&H day. She reckoned she was at home studying or something. Everyone else always seemed to have plans on their own. – She knew she had… – …But she also knew though that the bookworm infact didn’t have a special somepony to share this day with. – She knew she had… – But she never thought it bothered her… Was that even the problem…?
“I want to make her appreciate this day as much as everypony else. I know she really would want to have somepony special you know, to at least share this day with? But she seems too shy to be able to do something about it…”
“So instead YOU’re going to do something about it? Spike the Gentledragon – Shippingexpert!?” Good one Rainbow!
“No, I’m not good at being convincing… or intimidating.” Not big enough (yet). “I was hoping to get some help… You see I happen to know that Twilight has” Spike motioned Rainbow to come closer while he checked the surroundings. It seemed clear. “A secret love interest…”
…Did anyone else see that bush move?
Only bested by Rarity, Rainbow’s curiosity had an exceptionally big sweet-tooth for juicy secrets such as this. The smile it conjured was wicked indeed “I’m listening… And who is this love interest of hers? What’s his name, tell me… or is it a MARE…?” Oh this had potential of becoming even juicier!
Spike took one more quick check around him, and whispered –
“Macintosh.”
Suddenly, a large GASP was heard.
“YOU MEAN TWILIGHT HAS A CRUSH ON APPLEJACK’S BROFMMHMFH…!?”
Spike was startled but managed to run over and silent the screaming partypony, whom had randomly appeared from the nearest shrubbery (one that looks nice - and not to expensive).
Luckily enough, Spike’s hat actually fitted.
“Pinkie!? …Where you in that bush the whole time?” Rainbow was surprised – she’d still come to underestimate her sneakiness… Pinkie happily exclaimed: “Hmm-mm hmfhm hm mm!” Spike recovered his now slightly wet and… polished(?) top-hat.
Pinkie released a signature laugh, and said “Silly Dashie! I’m Pinkie Pie, remember?” She winked at Rainbow and disappeared beneath the shrubbery once again.
“Where’d she go?” Spike leaned towards the bush to take a closer look…
“HERE I AM!”
Since the invisible camera in which we are watching this story with was currently focusing Spike and the shrubbery - Pinkie decided to reappear behind him. Rainbow flinched while Spike tripped and fell into the bush (shrubbery! (nope, to long (aaw :<))).
“Wow, you’re good.” Rainbow was impressed. Pinkie gave her a winning smile while Spike came back into the picture and started removing leaves and twigs from his suit. “So… why where you spying on us now again?” Rainbow was still slightly confussled about the meaning of her presence.
“Oh” Pinkie floated herself quickly to the side of Spike and laid one of her frontlegs around his shoulder “I always follow Spike around whenever he’s going to ask out Ra—“
“PINKIE!” Spike interrupted - he couldn’t believe that Pinkie of all ponies could forget that his undying admareration (yeah admiration is spelled ad-mare-ration – cause this is about ponies!) for a certain somepony was supposed to be kept a secret!
“Oh, right, sorry Spike…” Pinkie drove a hoof infront of her, signalizing that she would keep quiet (shut up (no YOU shut up! (I WASN’T TALKING TO YOU (oh, sorry)))). Rainbow’s right eyebrow was not the only thing signalizing that she couldn’t care less about expanding that conversation…
“Whatever… So Spike – Twilight is hot for the ol’ Big one ey?” Big surprise. She could easily understand why one would fall for a well built piece of meat like him… “I think I can convince him to dine on—I mean WITH Twilight tonight, this evening… whatever.”
Spike was surprised, thrilled and slightly unsure about that idea. “Really!? …Are you sure? Cause I was going to ask Rarity since… well… she if anypony would know how to be convincing…” Just picturing his one true love infront of him made him feel all better. “You could say she’s awesome at it!”
“Awesome? Pfft - Hellooo, Equestria to Spike, did you forget who you’re dealing with here?” Rainbow’s overflowing self-esteem stretched her wings out fully, while her pretty much renowned ego slightly lifted her from the unworthy ground. “I’m the one who does Sonic Rainbooms® in her sleep, remember?”
Spike was nice enough to let her have that one.
“Doing air-tricks is a little different than shipping ponies together…”
“Hey! If that cross-eyed featherbrain can make a living on it then I’m sure to be at least 20% more awesome at it!” Besides, Rainbow thought, if the juicy (literally juicy) rumours she’d overheard was true... then convincing Big Mac to do anything she wanted – especially going on a date with yet another desperate mare – would be easy as Pie!
…Not Pinkie though (that pony is complicated!)…
________________________________________________________________________________
Her body would have easily succumbed to every thrust… if it weren’t for the fact that her nether regions already granted their gifts and eagerly sent all their thank-you cards in store.
Being overstocked hadn’t helped her stay equipped and focused longer though… If you tap a dam regularly it won’t become flooded, and will be willing to be controlled… Clogging it and saving up until it finally breaks the wall – then you can kiss any control byebye!
Not that either she or he needed any more lubricants to work with. Twilight’s dam had exploded violently almost before the drilling had begun, and not a single drop was left untouched by that force.
Sweet fucking Celestia – Having the right tool really helped!
To pass the time she’d always experimented with different tools, often inventing her own ones… But they were mostly made of rolled pergaments that (compared the real deal) worked as good as a cactus in the thirsty desert (…but a cactus works pretty well in a--(shut up)). This tool however were handcrafted for penetrating yet delicately unlock her treasure-chest… and demandingly fill it with riches beyond what adventurers like Daring Doo would ever come across.
The wall of Big Mac’s dam had started to crack aswell… Truth be told they hadn’t been at it more than a few minutes and Twilight had already been near to faint two times from sheer exhaustion. The overpowering amount of pleasure was so cruelly demanded by her body that her brain had to shut down nearly everything else (including itself) to satisfy the needs – only to give up and turn all options to max, thus overheating the system…
Witnessing the drooling and ridiculously convulsing mare’s immense reactions (and glowing gratitude) – only encouraged Big Mac further. He couldn’t resist changing tactics and instead let his little BIG friend venture down a different path… namely Twilight’s throat.
What was left of Twilight’s consciousness became relived, disappointed and utterly confused – Where did that big part of her lower body disappear to?
Oh wait, there it was! Yaay…
________________________________________________________________________________
Oh there he is.
Earlier that day Rainbow had been soaring around the farm in search of Big Mac. She eventually found him behind the barn, loading haybalms into a cart. She flew up to greet him.
“Hi there Mac!” said Rainbow and waved a hoof at Big Mac before landing beside him. Big Mac answered with a smile and then continued loading the haybalms.
“I see you have quite a hoof full.” Oddly enough Big Mac WASN’T the one carrying the conversation forward. It was Rainbow (Who could have guessed!?).
“Eyup.” Yep, that’s Big Mac alright (naaaailed it!).
The conversation took a short and slightly embarrassing break. Mainly because Big Mac didn’t take enough notice of the mare beside him as the mare beside him would have wanted. He just continued. Loading. The haybalms…
“So… Do you have any plans for today?” Rainbow asked.
“Nope.”
Good. “Great! Cause I have a friend that’s been dying to eat you—MEET you I mean…” Ugh, facehoof on that one…
“Nope.”
“Great! So how about we… What?” Rainbow was certain she’d heard wrong.
“I’m not interested.” Big Mac spoke in his standard telling-it-like-it-is way from Season 1 Episode 4.
“Wh-Why not!? She’s like your … biggest fan or something… She just wants to spend some time with you – Don’t you know which day it is!?” Rainbow was getting frustrated. She couldn’t believe Big Mac would just say no like that – and to HER!
“I said no.” Big Mac was getting a bit irritated at the mare who simply couldn’t accept a single no. He’s already been into enough trouble with horny mares that just wanted some minutes of his time and then coming back demanding financial help to raise a brat he didn’t even know existed. Thank Celestia that had only occurred once – Big Mac thought… But once was one time to much...
He continued with his work. Loading hay-balms. In a cart. (Like a boss.)
“Oh Come ON!” Big Mac started to ignore Rainbow who continued with her seemingly fruitless pleading and nagging, and yelling… and hitting…
Ok, no one hits Big Macintosh. Big Mac spun around and pressed down Rainbows head to get her to stay put, while he assertively meet her eyes and slowly growled “I. Said. No!” Rainbow stopped talking… and would definitely not hit Big Mac again…
Wow - She didn’t know Big Mac to be able to be so intimidating… so aggressive… so—Wait what am I thinking? – Rainbow didn’t want to admit it but she was starting to get hot. She’d never been silenced so quickly before… never been handled like that before… never – Ok stop it!
She needed a new approach… – Maybe I should try to act like Rarity… – It was definitely time to bring out the big guns… Big Mac hadn’t won yet!
Rainbow approached Big Mac once more “You know, I’ve heard some veeery interesting things about you Big Mac…”
Big Mac continued loading the haybalms.
Rainbow’s grin faltered a little at the continued uninterest from the sturdy stallion. But it came back twice as large when she whispered in his ears: “You know, the things you sometimes do at night?”
Big Mac stopped loading the haybalms. He didn’t even care to put down the one he currently held with his teeth.
“Yeah, that’s right… And from what I’ve heard you really give your name the BIG credit it deserves…” the devious mare breathed softly in his right ear. His ears started to get hot. Rainbow continued: “Funny how your sister Applejack never mentioned it…” Big Mac still held the haybalm, but now in a firmer thug… and with an even sweatier face. His eyes were frozen, staring forward at nothing in particular.
“I mean, with she being the Element of Honesty and all – I thought she would have told us that her beloved brother was a maremaker.” Fuck. Big Mac was screwed and he knew it. “We all know how bad she is at keeping a secret… or lying…” Rainbow was imaginary laughing her ass off. “Apparently you’re not.” Rainbow said while once again floating by Big Mac’s petrified face, showing off her most wicked grin. Big Mac answered with a nervous yet furious gaze…
Oh how she loved seeing him mad…
“Personally I think it’s awesome you’ve been able to hold back something that BIG from your sister.” – Ok, that’s just gross Rainbow – “…Sad that I have to be the one to tell her…” And with those final words, Rainbow started flapping lazily away from Big Mac…
“No wait!” Big Mac immediately spat out his haybalm, turned and replaced it with Rainbows fleeing tail…
I got him! – Rainbow smiled victoriously (…actually I think it’s the other way around–(… (I know I know… shut up))). Big Mac dragged her down to the ground with ease and Rainbow touched the ground a bit harder than she’d anticipated… but that was ok… more than ok…
Yeah, punish me! I’ve been a bad girl… Come on, hit me! Pull my tail--My Goddess… – She caught herself and thought that she really needed to calm down. She blushed slightly…
Big Mac spat her tail out and …pleaded(?) “Please, missy! Don’t tell muh sister!”
“Aaah, so the sturdy statue can speak?” Even thou she laid flat on her stomach on the ground, Rainbow held a most sinister grin on her face. She had to control herself not to burst out laughing.
“How much do you cost?” Yep, a hard time indeed…
“Stop it! I’m not doing that anymore!” he hissed. Big Mac was angry – Who had been unable to keep their end of the bargain!? – but mostly full of fear. This secret could not be revealed to the public… He checked that no one was around… and it seemed clear. His dark voice spoke and asked her politely yet demandingly “What do I have to do to keep your mouth shut about this?”
Rainbow stood up and dusted herself off a little. It was time to take this home...
As serious as she could, without adding to much pride in her voice (she didn’t want to sound like the GREAT and POWERFULL Trixie!), she said “Well, I’m the Element of Loyalty” – The one and only – “and as such I would never betray another pony’s trust, especially not my own friends’.”
She checked her wings before folding them in and meeting Big Mac’s eyes with her own. “Therefore I will make you a deal. I’ll trust you to honor your sister’s Element and tell her about this whole thing when the time is right… But there is another friend of mine that needs my help, our help …or to be exact – YOUR help.”
“Help with what…?” Big Mac didn’t really like the thought of ever telling his sister why the farm had been running even better the past few years. Rainbow had been slowly circling around her victim but now stopped and raised an eyebrow at him.
“Wow, you’re really slow aren’t you?” – Didn’t I already tell him? Jeez…
Big Mac did not appreciate that comment.
“I want you to treat her to her BIGGEST night ever.” There really were mixed opinions in the air regarding those constant emphasizesations of certain words, but Rainbow was stealthily enjoying herself to the fullest. “A fancy dinner, a scary movie – anything! …Before moving on to the thing you apparently do best.” Rainbow’s smirk could have been considered to be legen(wait for it)dary. “Think of it as an EXTENDED service in your work!”
Big Mac wasn’t enjoying the puns not even close as to how much Rainbow did… and she noticed that.
Time to cut to the chase – “Do this for her and my muzzle is tied. …I’ll even pay you for the job if it turns out well!” That wasn’t part of her plan from the beginning… but if it went well and he would succeed in making Twilight happy, then it would be worth it. Plus – she’d had quite fun messing around with Big Mac aswell… even though he didn’t seem to appreciate her awesome humor…
Rainbow reached out a hoof to Big Mac, and asked “So… Do we have a deal?”
Right then Big Mac sighted Applejack coming around the corner of the barn, which rushed him to the inevitable decision. Their hoofs made swift contact.
“Eyup!”
Applejack saw them and trotted forward to greet them…
“Hi Rainbow! Howdy Mac! …What’re ya’ll talking about?”
Rainbow was stunned, she didn’t know what to tell her. Big Mac was quick though.
“Miss Rainbow here just wanted to buy some apples.”
“Some apples? Jeez Rainbow, you don’t need to come all the way to the farm to do that…” Applejack made a cute smile. “Any special ones you were thinking of?” Rainbow got another smirk on her face, and she directed it partly too Big Mac.
“Yeah… Your BIGGEST…” Applejack saw the reaction on Big Mac’s face but decided to not ask.
“…Well ok then. Follow me!”
And that she happily did… both mares leaving a very troubled-looking stallion…
…I hate muh name…
________________________________________________________________________________
Twilight had already started to gag on nothing particular – but that juicy part of her that had mysteriously ended up in her mouth wasn’t uninvited…
Her monstrous hunger preceded her need to breath. She shoved it down as far she could while in the meantime letting her tongue envelop it and make a valiant effort to strangle Big Mac’s tasty limb, like a heavily drugged anaconda.
Big Mac completely loosed it. He kissed Mrs Control goodbye and pulled his companion out from Twilight’s tight snout only to let it mercilessly attack her insides from below yet again…
This raging pace erupted soon enough when Big Mac’s dam finally bursted, accompanied by Twilight’s screams of pain, elaborately mistaken as a new level of pleasure, converting into some kind of alien moans…
A sluggerish loud version of the words "I love you Twilight Spakel!" escaped Big Mac’s muzzle before he collapsed beside her…
Twilight’s mind was in no condition to process that advanced piece of information…
...But her heart was… And it etched in each and every word of it – so that she would never forget them…
________________________________________________________________________________
Twilight awoke to a sunny clear sky, free from any tension or worry that could ruin it.
Not that anything could possibly ruin this day…
Twilight felt… calm… There was some sort of serenity lingering in the morning-air… or if it was in the middle of the day…
She didn’t know. She didn’t care! For the first time since… EVER – time wasn’t relevant to Twilight! Her heart was beating slow but steady. She took a deep breath…
Breathing worked, and felt good. Twilight felt like her whole existence had finally accepted itself…
She was at peace…
After a few insignificant periods of, what was previously defined as, minutes in time where she had evaluated everything to simultaneously both make sense and to not make sense at all – she decided it was time to come back to reality… step by step…
First thing on the list – Sitting!
If Lyra had seen her she would had probably been green with – (but she is green already… hmm, black? yes, that would do) no – black with envy. Twilight had lain on her back with all legs wildly spread. She now sat like a human aerobics-instructor, which taken a break from her groin-stretching.
Twilight couldn’t feel her legs but that didn’t matter. She was fairly sure that what she was doing could be considered and accepted as sitting – and would have been making a note, saying HUGE SUCCESS, if she’d had a pen… and a notebook…
Next thing on her list – …What the hell happened last night? – She slowly bent her neck, giving her eyes a look around, beyond the little bits of strains of her frazzled hair that lazily blocked her view…
WAIT! HOLD ON! – Her mind was now once again fully operatable.
– What happened to my hair?
– Why is my bed so messy?
– ...Where are my legs!? Whatthe-- – and then she remembered…
Everything came back.
“eEEYEEEEEAAAAAAAAAH!!” (yay?) There was definitely a need of two exclamation-marks here...
Twilight raised her frontlegs in triumph while she screamed her lungs out. The imbalance made her fall onto her back again. Her short but victorious scream was heard a few blocks outside the tree-house… and made everypony nearby to stop and make frightened stares at the usually quiet library.
She. Had. DONE it! Twilight Sparkle had had sex! And found love! …And had sex!
Her eyes started to get wet. Her muzzle was about to ask her brain the reason why it had to perform such a ridiculous pose, but it halted itself when it discovered that her brain was also silently weeping tears of joy… and it decided to just do what it’d been told.
To smile… smile like never before…
Twilight felt that she needed to do something – but what?
More screaming?
No.
Continue crying?
Not good enough.
Laughing hysterically?
No - something more practical!
Sitting?
Already done that…
…Dancing? YES! Definitely yes.
Twilight threw the covers of of her and exited her bed.
Whoops. That’s right – her legs… Damn… She’d forgotten about that. Lying on her stomach on the floor didn’t bother her though. She started to laugh…
“Well, Big Mac had certainly worked me good…” she said to herself.
…Wait… Big Mac… Twilight stopped laughing almost instantly.
Where was her red stallion hero? Where was her lover? Where was Macie!?
(...Macie? (WHAT did I tell you!? (you know you could be nicer to me--(shut up!))))
Before she knew it she’d enveloped herself in a purple aura, which made most of her body float and take her two seemingly lifeless other parts with it. Then she started searching the area for her missing lover...
When the bedchamber was cleared she searched the rest of the tree-house from top to toe, ending on the top – without any level of success whatsoever…
Twilight was going crazy – She had to find him! She hadn’t exactly figured out why she was in such a hurry all of a sudden – but who cared!?
Right then and there, the front-door opened. “Hey Twilight! I’m home!” Spiked yelled. “Bet you didn’t expect me coming home so late huh? By the way how did your date with Mac goOOOOOoo…!?”
At the start of “Bet” Twilight had began stumbling (floating but …whatever) down the stairs, though with her backlegs hammering like ragdolls at the constant impact with each oncoming step. By “By” she’d been down on the last step, now taking aim at the door, which Spike was about to reach and close. At the end of “go” she’d rapidly uttered the words "I NEED TO FIND MACIE!" while spinning Spike out of the doorway.
Spike got up and shook his head. He looked up right in time to watch a very emotional Twilight fly quickly towards the horizon infront of him. Twilight’s backlegs feel behind and nudged the pavement beneath her occasionally. The sound of her screaming “MACIEEEEeeee…!” soon disappeared with her. Everypony outside stopped and (quite frightened) stared at the usually quiet librarian – flying by at an rather impressive speed.
Spike just dumbfoundedly gazed towards his disappearing friend…
...”Macie?”
…That just sounds silly…
________________________________________________________________________________
Is it a bird?
Is it a Pegasus?
…Is it DerpyNOO! – It’s Twilight Sparkle! Go Twilight Go! – thought the non-existent viewer of the thing that flew alongside the trail to the Apple-family-farm… blowing up a dirt-trail with its backlegs…
Twilight was getting closer to her Macie! every second – she knew it! Even her legs had started to ache in expectation… which was a good thing since aching is the first sign of feeling… and if she could feel her legs again she would soon be able to walk again! Walk right into the big muscular arms (...arms? (SHUT UP!)) of her lover…
In the meantime Big Mac was once again at it with the haybalms (they never seemed to end did they…). He was about to take on the last one in view when his ears perked up.
What is that sound… – Big Mac turned his head and saw a big cloud of dirt coming straight at him.
He was definitely surprised, but he knew what to do… (Just like when he served the Equestrian troops at Hoofghanistan back in 994). Big Mac stood his ground and readied for the attack…
“MACIEEE!”
Twilight!? – Big Mac’s battlestance was bested… by a flying unicorn-mare-librarian…
They crashed together into another balm of hay that suddenly came into view. The cloud of dirt soon erupted…
“Hi!” Twilight giggled – She had found him!
Big Mac was lying on his back in the hay, with Twilight sitting on top of him. Her legs had started to work again so she was sitting correctly (good job!). Her flat mane and hair, although a bit dirty, created an umbrella that blocked the sun’s peeking light… She stared affectionately and playfully into Big Mac’s startled eyes... She couldn’t resist giving him a deep kiss…
Big Mac was confused. He was sure that his work was done. He’d never had one of his clients this attached to him before – …Did --did she just want another go? ...Rainbow would have to pay double…
It wasn’t until Twilight retracted and with a cute blush and an even cuter smile on her face, uttered the words “Where were you? I missed you in bed this morning… Didn’t you think I’d have enough food to feed my starving stallion some breakfast?” – that he remembered…
I love you Twilight Sparkle! – He remembered saying that in the heat of their session… and he saw now that the mare infront of him didn’t just want a big fix on her dam (big alright)… She wanted a relationship – with him!
He had to break this off as soon as possible… preferably now!
Big Mac gently pushed Twilight away and got up. Twilight immediately made an effort to hug him and give him another kiss but he broke it off almost in an instant.
“Twilight, stop it.” Big Mac held the bouncing mare down and with an assertive glare let her know that she should calm down and don’t try to hug him or kiss him for the next few seconds…
“You have to listen to me… You’ve gotten this around the wrong hoof…” Twilight stopped trying to bounce at hearing that.
“…What do you mean?” Twilight asked while Big Mac turned and made some distance between him and the love-struck unicorn... “…Is something wrong…?” Twilight couldn’t understand why her Macie acted like this…
Big Mac sighed “Look Twilight – Ah feel Ah need to be honest with you… You see, yesterday, one of your friends came by and told me that you had wanted to mate with me—MEET with me!” Argh! Horseapples, now HE was doing it too! – Twilight blushed a little… after all – he was right…
Big Mac continued “She forced me to accept on taking you out to dinner and… well… to offer my special services – which I’d already decided to not perform again in a long time! …And Ah didn’t know you wanted more than that…” – Big Mac would have wanted to spare the poor mare (and his tongue!) and take a pause from all the talking… But he saw how upset Twilight started to get. He could aswell tell her everything – “When Ah said Ah loved you yesterday Ah wasn’t thinking straight…” He could have sworn she didn’t hear him anyways…
“…Ah didn’t mean it.”
Twilight stopped. Everything stopped. Time itself (whom had apparently nested its core in her heart) had ceased to exist…
She weren’t moving. Her eyes didn’t blink and they started to ache… but not entirely because of her lack of blinking. She felt like a sharp dagger-like horseshoe had kicked her in the chest. Her heart, which had mended its walls from those exact words ‘I love you Twilight Spakel!', started to collapse and shatter…
Her eyes started to get wet…
“So you… you don’t… love me…?” Twilight’s voice was hollow and without hope. Big Mac kept quiet…
Twilight was wrong... This day COULD be ruined – and it was! No – her LIFE was ruined... Twilight felt the pieces of her heart wanting to throw themselves out of her, but instead they found themselves converted into an endless river of tears (there was something on her face – it was PAIN! (… (what? (just... shut up))))… She could aswell die for all she cared… She didn’t want to live anymore anyways!
It’s a good thing AJ’s in town… – Big Mac thought – Ah can’t leave her on the ground like this though…
He let out a tired sigh and lifted the poor mare up on his back. Twilight buried her sobbing face into his mane while her frontlegs squeezed firmly around Big Macs neck.
Big Mac walked back to the barn, pushed open one of the doors and let them inside the shady hay-filled surrounding. He walked slowly and approached the nearest stack of hay, resting peacefully in the middle of the room. Gently he shifted his weight and let Twilight’s body glide softly of of him, down on the hay that seemed too long to comfort the body gifted to it, like a mother.
Twilight, still sobbing and with eyes gracefully covered with tears, didn’t let go though. If at least a bit looser she still clung to Big Mac’s neck with her fronthooves, like a defiant baby not willing to let go of her mother at the first day of school. Big Mac tried to wiggle his neck to let her fall fully to the embrace of the hay but her hold was locked. He looked into Twilight shut eyes and with a mix of plead and ordering, preceded by another heavy sigh, he spoke.
“Twilight, let go, please.”
“NO!” Twilight refused to accept the fact that the one she was convinced to be her long awaited love – was just hired by her friends to give her a cheap fuck. The world couldn’t simply be that cruel!
“Look, I’m really sorry that I said something I didn’t mean, and tricked you into believing something that wasn’t what it was supposed to be. I understand if you’re disappointed but you have to understand that-“ Big Mac was immediately cut off by two burning purple eyes, suddenly open and staring furiously at him.
“DISSAPOINTED!?” Twilight’s wet face glowed with murderous energy. “This isn’t disappointing – no – this is The. Worst. Possible. THING!” Her best H&H day… no – her best day ever in her entire life… all made up!?
Without letting go with her left leg she swiftly wiped her face dry of most of her tears with her right hoof, only to let it slide up and tighten the hold over her stallion’s neck once again.
“In my whole life I’ve been hating this day, hating the fact that I seemed to be the only without someone to hold… to kiss…” – to fuck her brains out she admitted in silence – ”…to love…”. She paused and let some new tears start to gather in her eyes. “Every year, this day has been a reminder of that empty space in my heart… Sure I have friends there for me and I love them all so so much, but that isn’t the same! You need more than friendship to fill your heart! I have longed for this day ever since my first hearts and hooves-day, spent alone in a library, and yes until recently I cooped quite well with just satisfying brain and forgetting about that aching need in my heart…”. Twilight let her eyes drop from Big Mac’s stunned and listening (as if politely hearing and considering every word) glare, before she continued ”And when you asked me to be your special somepony I – I… “
Twilight couldn’t find any words that would suffice to describe that unnaturally vast amount of happiness that consumed her everything in that moment. A warm smile that could melt mountains escaped her muzzle and lingered a few seconds. There was a short but never-ending pause before she forced her mouth to move again.
“…And now you’re telling me that it was all fake? Set up by my friends to make me happy!? Just to make that piece of my heart as broken and lonely just very next day and probably forever again!?” No, that simply wasn’t true. Twilight would decide what was true or not!
Twilight snapped. Her eyes lit up with anger once again. Her horn started to glow furiously. Big Mac started to feel uneasy, even frightened of the mare infront of him. He couldn’t gather his thoughts to even think about starting to try wiggle her of him thou. Twilight’s piercing eyes weren’t letting him…
She started surrounding herself in a purple aura while spitting:
“You may not truly love me. But I will not accept this to end here...” – Big Mac was completely stunned – “You will love me, even if I have to FORCE my love into you!” If she could make him love a doll she could make him love her!
The light from her horn flashed and suddenly the purple aura were now fully surrounding her, molding softly with her coat and soon only giving away a faint glow all around her.
Twilight triumphantly returned the passionate kiss from Big Mac while their bodies joined together in the hay…
________________________________________________________________________________
Twilight awoke a few hours later in the afternoon. Big Mac was sleeping beside her on his back, with his hooves in the air and with an adorable dorky smile on his face. Twilight couldn’t resist to giggle and give him a small kiss on his cheek, which he returned with an even bigger and dorkier grin.
She felt happy and her heart had been mended from the attack earlier, yet it had not been filled like before. Something wasn’t right…
Her mind started to clear though, and with that the foggy memories of what happened just a few hours ago came rocketing back to her…
“Oh sweet Celestia – What have I done…?”
…I forgot to make him wear a condom!
