Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

Big Macintosh's Big Fat Wedding

by neorenamon

Big Macintosh didn't sleep very well, but not for the usual reasons.  First, he was still concerned about what set off Gilda.  Second, it was the first night in weeks that Jifar didn't at least want to cuddle to sleep, let alone make more love to him.  Third, he was still fairly in the dark about what Gold Talon was planning for him and his gold bar.  In fact, she seemed to sleep solidly all night when she would normally have gotten up at least once to get a glass of milk or some other reason (like feeling horny again).  But she kept changing her speech pattern almost every time she spoke, and he wasn't ready to question her about it yet.

So when he quietly got out of bed the next morning, he was quite content to let her sleep in a few more hours.  A quick shower and dressing in his black suit prepared him for his meeting with Gold Talon once he had some breakfast.  He didn't see Agent R-D around, but that made sense since the two of them shouldn't been seen together so much without arousing somepony's suspicions.

To make sure he didn't disturb Jifar's sleep, he went down to the hotel restaurant to order something to eat and drink.  It was lucky that meals were included with the room, room service or no.  If he wasn't already on edge, he might not have noticed how he was being observed from a table a few tables away from him by a girffoniness that he knew.  It took him a moment to place her name, but remembered that she called herself Pussy Amore.  She was the one who delivered a message for him from Gold Talon after he caught Gilda threatening his wife for his gold bar.  While she was pretending not to be paying attention to him, she seemed to be glancing in his direction each time the corner of his vision moved to where he could see her.

He noticed that the pretty griffoniness was alone at the table, so it only seemed natural that while pretending to go back to the breakfast bar line, he simply sat down his tray and his flank at her table.  She was still pretending that she wasn't paying attention to him until he cleared his throat.

"Howdy Miss Amore," he said amiably.

"Sir Big Macintosh," she replied, "Fancy meeting you here."

"Shore is a nice place they all have here," he said as he looked about.

"Oh, I've seen better in the time I've been travelling with Gold Talon," she answered off-hand.

"Yep," he said amiably, "Ah reckon ah ain't got around much outsida Ponyville."

"We came through there on the way here from the train station," she replied, "The train station here isn't finished yet.  It certainly has... a rustic charm to it."

"Mighty kind of ya ta notice," he smirked.

"So how is your wife doing?"

"Mah sweetums has been... under alota stress lately," he replied.

"I heard that some deviant maid tried to hold her for ransom," she said as she laid her talon across his hand.

He nodded as he replied, "Well she didn't get nothin from meh but a trip to a cell."

"You sound a bit... unsettled about the whole thing."

"Well, this is the first time that she and I didn't... oh, why am I boring you with mah problems?"

"Oh, you aren't boring me," she replied as she squeezed his hand, "I'm used to being around powerful males... and their needs."

"What about you, sugar-cube?"

"What about me?" she asked as the light from the window glinted off her eye.

"Don't yah have... yer own needs?"

"I'm satisfied in my service to Gold Talon," she replied, "There isn't really anything else I need right now."

"Ah used ta be the same bout Sweet Apple Acres," he answered, "afore I became a knight an all.  Afore I knew more bout the world than just Ponyville.  Ah'd like to see wut the world can offer meh."  He laid his other hand over hers as he continued, "and ah have the feeling you want more than just servitude."

"I can't leave Gold Talon until he releases me from by contract," she replied softly, "and he's not likely to do that anytime soon."

He glanced up at the wall clock as he said, "Well lookata time.  It's almost time fer mah meetin with Mister Gold Talon.  Perhaps we all can speak again later?"

"I'm sure you'll see me again soon," she replied.

He stood, bowed to the griffoniness, bussed his own dishes and then left the room.

'Well there goes an interesting stallion,' she thought, 'Maybe he's the one who can set me free.'

...

As Big Macintosh approached the room for the meeting, the one he gave the room key for, he paused when he heard the door opening.  He slipped out of view when he noticed that Goldrennette slinking out of the room.  In fact, he did seem to be acting suspicious about being seen, but fortunately he went down the hallway away from him and his hiding place.  While he was curious about what he was doing there, it wasn't really the time or place to question him about it.

When he tapped on the door, he was met by the large and imposing keythong called Oddball.  Without a word, he smiled, tipped his hat, and gestured for the red Earth stallion to follow him inside.  As he walked in, he noticed a few naked griffoninesses scattered about the chairs and love seats, one of which happened to be Miss Pussy Amore.  He figured she must have flown up to the balcony in order to get to the room before he did.  Wings, he realized, must be rather convenient at times, even though he was quite content to live without them.

"Good morning, Sir Big Macintosh," he said, "I trust you brought... your investment with you?"

He pulled the gold bar from his pocket long enough for Gold Talon to see it.

"Very good," he replied, "I was concerned.  Rumors that some unruly deviant maid held you wife hostage.  I was afraid she might have stolen your gold."

"Yes," Big Mac answered, "but she didn't get away with nuthin.  Probably rottin in a cell by now."

"Yes.  Such deviant behavior shouldn't be coddled or tolerated in any species."

"Y'all said ya had an investment for meh?"

"Ah.  Straight to the business at hand.  I like that."

Big Mac raised an eyebrow as Pussy Amore stood, slunk over to him, and then settled herself down across his legs sideways.  She draped an arm around his shoulders as she rested her head against his collar bone.  But Gold Talon acted as if he hadn't even noticed the obvious.

"I believe with your status as a Knight of this realm, you can aid me greatly in brokering a mutually beneficial arrangement between myself, the dog controlled mine, and the rulers of Equestria.  The dogs control a large supply of gold, and it's not doing them any good to just keep hording it underground when they obviously have much better uses for it.  It's simply a matter of... illuminating their needs and their assets to them."

He nodded.

"I've also noticed that their bitches are well trained and quite submissive.  They could perform well as servants in other countries where... the 'independance' of a female... is less valued, shall we say?"  The last part he said as he looked at Pussy Amore, but she was pretending to just be looking at Sir Big Macintosh.

He nodded again.

"And I have several premium products I wish to exchange with the dogs, and eventually the rest of Equestria as well, in return for these goods and assets.  I have heard that you have had extensive dealings with both the Diamond Dogs and your Princesses.  You can help me increase the value of your investment by smoothing things over between the two groups.  I've heard that they haven't... always got along, shall we say?"

"Ah reckon ah can surely help ya out," he said with a grin as he put his arm about her back and wings.

"Excellent," he replied, "I had a feeling that you had a head for business about you."

"Ah know what I want," answered the red Earth stallion as he looked at the breasts of Pussy Amore, "and ah always get whut ah want... eventually."

She smiled as she took his hand and placed it over her breast that was more distant from him.

"Ah yes," he smirked, "The rich and the powerful have our little needs, don't we?"

He nodded.

"Well it would be rude of me not to share... my hospitality.  Would you like to use the guest bedroom for a little while?  I'm sure my able breast... bodied assistant would love to make you feel more welcome... in this deal.  I realize that reciprocation is out of the question considering the ordeal that your poor..."

"Of course," he replied as he stood up with Pussy Amore in his arms, "right kinda ya ta understand the situation an all."

He removed the gold bar from his pocket and set it before Gold Talon.

"We can continue our little chat when you're done," he replied.

As he carried the griffoniness towards the guest room, he noticed a couple of the other naked maiden in the room stand and make their way towards Gold Talon as he beckoned to them with one of his claws.  But as he reached towards the door handle, he could just hear Gold Talon speaking.

"Fetch the map of the Diamond Dog's mine-fort," he told Oddball, "i want to make sure of the best route to get to their finished gold bar reserves."