The Refugees

The Refugees
by neorenamon

There was a knock at the door of the main house down at Sweet Apple Acres.

"Kimbuala!" called Granny, "See who's at the door, would'ya dearie?"

She opened the door to be greeted by a blast of "YEAH!!"

It was a massive pony the likes of which she had never seen before (outside of a she-elephant). He was huge and had muscles on top of muscles on top of muscles. His golden mane was cut back to a Mohawk, and his tail was all but trimmed to the base. But what bothered her most was his blood red eyes combined with the fact his neck was large enough to belong to a bull elephant. When she looked careful, she could see really small wings sprouting from his shoulders all but concealed by them. He was wearing large blue shorts as well as white bands about he thick wrists and head. His white tank top said in black letters, "BULK".

"I know not who this might be," she replied, "but he's slightly scaring me!"

The massive water-buffalo known as Acacia picked up Kimbuala and moved her aside, stepping into the visitor's face. They looked each other up and down.

"YEAH!! they shouted as one.

"Oh fiddlesticks, that there must be Bulk Biceps." called Granny, "He likes ta come here because Big Macintosh has the heaviest liftin weights in all'of Ponyville. But darn it, he's not here ta spot fer him."

"I'm sure that Acacia will sure do," replied Kimbuala, "as she may wish to lift weights too."

The two stepped up and hugged, realizing shortly that their arms were not long enough to reach around the other chest.

"So perhaps we shouldn't be late," she suggested, "to go to the barn and lift that weight?"

"YEAH!! they shouted as one.

He took her massive hand in his own, and walked purposefully towards the barn and the weights.

"I don't mean to be rude or stare," she said, "but what kind of workout to you share?"

"WEIGHTS!!" he replied.

They walked out to the barn, and Bulk began setting up the weight bar for himself. Kimbuala counted that he had put about 1,250 pounds of weights on before he laid back on the bench.

"SPOT?!" he asked.

"If you want us to make sure you do not drop your weight," she replied, "then that surely is a problem to which I can relate."

"YEAH!!" added Acacia and she walked around just past the bar.

He pressed a set of 20, rested a moment, pressed another set of 20, rested a while longer, and almost made it through the third set of 20. Acacia stepped up and put the weights back on the bar when it seems his arms were going to fail him. Kimbuala floated him over a small pail of water to drink while he rested, which he sipped rather than chugged.

Then Bulk could only blink in surprise as Acacia upped the weights to... 1,500 pounds?! He rushed over to spot her as she started doing sets. She pressed a set of 20, rested a moment, pressed another set of 20, rested a while longer, and almost made it through the third set of 20 herself. He was struggling to keep the bar from falling onto her neck until it glowed and floated back up to the rest. Kimbuala's horn glowed brightly as she smiled.

Bulk had never been outdone in sheer lifting power, not even by Big Macintosh, and he wasn't about to be shown up by any stranger now, so he upped the weights again to 1,600 pounds. He pressed a set of only 20 to play it safe, but he sure smiled like he was the top bull in this China shop. She didn't have to use her magic to set the weights back in place either.

She upped the wrights to 1,700 hundred pounds and did a set of 20.

"You are quite the one to meet," she said softly, "But no stallion has yet to lead her to defeat."

But he was surely not ready to give up. He upped the weights to 1,800 and did a set of 10. He grunted and strained so hard, he split his shirt in half. He sat up and looked at her as he said, "YEAH!!"

She smirked as she set the weights up to an even 2,000 pounds, and then did a set of 10. She also managed to split her shirt in half, showing off her modest breasts.

"I surely fear you can't beat her unless you press a small bull elephant," said Kimbuala softly, "but I guess you don't wish me to go on and rant."

His heart was pounding for a different reason as he leaned over and kissed her on the lips. She held his head as she kissed him back. But he wasn't quite done. Not yet. They both seemed impressed when he upped the weights to his personal best of 2,100 hundred pounds. He did a set of 5, but would surely have had his neck crushed if Kimbuala and her magic wasn't there to stop the weight from killing him.

"You are both powerful as I can see," she sighed, "but this borders on lunacy! Are you both crazy in the head?! Will you only give it a rest when one is dead?!"

About then, the tent in his shorts burst as his horse-like cock erupted into view. Acacia blinked as she looked over his foot of rigid boner, and then said, "MMM... BIG."

"YEAH!!" he replied.

"While I like your change in tone," she said as Acacia climbed on to Bulk, ripped off her own shorts, and prepared to mount the stallion, "perhaps I should leave you both alone..."

"YEAH!!" they replied as one.

She quickly retreated from the barn.

"So what are those younguns doin in there?" asked Granny as she approached.

"It is time to work on your back," she replied, and then more softly, "for the control they seem to lack." She turned Granny about as the two headed back towards the house.

"Lansakes!" she grumbled, "Don't tell me they're banging like rabbits already?!"

So Kimbuala said nothing. Just then, two gilded open carriages came into view. One towed by two pairs of Celestia's Royal Guard Pegasi, and the other pulled by Luna's Royal Guard Pyrippus.

"Princess Celestia?!" called Granny, "Princess Luna?!"

"Greetings, Granny Smith," said Celestia regally.

"What can I do ya fer?"

"We have reason to believe that Princess Twilight Sparkle has been abducted on the way to Canterlot by forces unknown," replied Princess Luna royally.

"Big Macintosh! Applejack!" cried Granny as she clutched her chest. Kimbaula scooped her off her feet as both horns began to glow brightly, and Granny Smith's whole body glowed in turn.

"There are other with them as well, as far as our informants know," replied Luna.

"THIS NEWS SURELY CAN WAIT!" snarled the Abada, "A heart attack shall not be her fate! You come down to this farm causing her old heart this harm?!"

"That was surely not our intent," replied Celestia.

"Who are the others with them?" asked Luna.

"Is it time to speak this thing?" she asked back, "must you pain and suffering bring?"

Celestia's horn glowed as it added to Kimbuala's as she said, "There, her heart is mended. It should last for another 20 years. Now please help us."

She looked down as she said, "Big Macintosh took Jifar to see Celestia to get their blessing. She wants the Goddess Twilight to live with them I'm guessing. Opa and Zecora went to see Luna about a similar union permission. A vision of Luna made this their special mission."

"They are all citizens of Equestria," swore Celestia, "and we shall surely do our best to make sure all of them are rescued safe and sound!"

"But we are gravely concerned that Twilight has taken a sharp blow to her horn. It somehow broke the tracking spell that we had placed on it," said Luna, "and that can only be done with Cold Iron. The only ones we know who used Cold Iron from their slings are... the Diamond Dogs. If they have been taken alive by the likes of them, this surely spells disaster. Our spies inform us that their mine is now a fortress, and it would take every Guard we have to break in."

"If it is an army you seek," she replied, "then surely I have friends who are not weak." Kimbuala gestured over towards the barn. "But it is past time to take Granny to bed and rest, for that is how our medicines work best. Those two are busy in the barn. No time to spin a yarn." She rushed off towards the house as Celestia and Luna dismounted.

Princess Celestia was a towering figure standing at about 7' 3", and even in her royal best, there was none to compare to her chest. Gilded in white silk and gold, she looked like a million bits. In fact, her wings made her look like some kind of top heavy angel of mercy, except her crown was made of gold instead of a circle of light. Her eyes shined violet, and her mane and tail seemed to be flowing colors of dark blue, green and violet. Both of her hooves were shod in fine gold as well. Her crown and her thick golden necklace were both marked with a single diamond shaped violet ruby. Her several layers of skirts and underskirts were marked at the hips with her Solar Cutie mark.

Princess Luna was dressed in a similar fashion, and her chest was about the same as Jifar's. However, her crown and necklace were made of fine black gold. However, her crown was plain, and her necklace bore her white crescent moon Cutie Mark. Her hide and wings were nearly midnight blue in color, and her gown was of black silk much like her older sister's, but with her Lunar Cutie Marks instead. When one stared at her deep blue mane, one could almost swear the could see the entire night sky (minus the moon) contained within.

Luna stalked over to the open barn door, looked inside, and simply said "EWW!!!"

"What is it, little sister?" asked Celestia.

"Unless you wish to have nightmares for a week, then big sister better not look!" she warned Celestia.

"Oh how can it be so..." said Celestia, "By the Sun and the Moon!" She had looked as well.