"I don't get it." Sweetie Bell sighed.
"Mah head hurts." Apple Bloom muttered.
"I thought you said this would be easy." Scootaloo added.
All three Cutie Mark Crusaders sighed and let their heads drop onto the crate they were using as a table, the 'THUD' from all three of them sounding off almost simultaneously. In the middle of the crate was Sweetie Belle's laptop with multiple windows open on the screen, and all around the three girls playing cards littered the immediate area.
"Ah don't get it. Big Mac said this was an easy card game." Apple Bloom said, swatting away two cards on the crate by her.
"Maybe this just isn't the right game for us getting out cutie marks." Sweetie Belle said. "Maybe we can go back to Carousel Boutique and try dressmaking again. I'm sure my sis forgot all about us setting that fire last time."
"No way!" Apple Bloom said, bolting upright and quickly collecting the cards scattered around the floor. "We can't give up yet! What if this is our true calling? If we just give up we'll never get our cutie marks! We'll be blank flanks forever!"
The other two girls sighed but nodded in agreement and slowly picked up the cards closest to them. Though the instructions they had found online were confusing to them, the risk of this being their specialty was too great for any of them to simply give up. Once she had all the cards collected in her hand, Apple Bloom awkwardly shuffled the cards and hesitatingly started dealing out the cards.
"Okay, um... two for you Sweetie, then two for Scootaloo, then two for me. Now, one card on the table face up- I mean face down! Then three more for... no, wait..."
"Are those the community cards? I think we each get one since there are three?" Sweetie Belle guessed, looking over the notes on her computer.
"But I thought all three of us use all of them." Scootaloo said. "And I still don't get this turning card thing, or how a river is involved."
All three girls dropped their heads back to the crate with another 'THUD'.
"We'll never get our cutie marks at this rate." Scootaloo said in defeat. "We're going to be blank flanks forever."
None of the young girls moved as the side barn door creaked open, but Apple Bloom's ears twitched as she heard the newcomer humming a familiar tune. She raised her head and saw it was exactly who she thought it was; her older brother, Big Mac.
The muscular pony grunted as he dropped the two bales of hay he had been carrying. He nodded in satisfaction as he confirmed that he was done his chores for the day, and now he could finally go back inside and indulge himself in the cold apple cider he had hidden away in the cellar for himself. All he had to do was go back inside and-
"Big Mac! Can ya help us with something?" Apple Bloom's voice rang out.
Big Mac cringed as he realized that his youngest sister and her friends were in the barn. The thought of making a break for the safety of his house crossed his mind momentarily, but he soon sighed in defeat as he knew he could never do that to his own kin, even though he knew very well that she'd be asking for his help with trying to get their cutie marks.
"We need help with getting out cutie marks!" Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo chimed together.
Big Mac slowly approached where the girls were sitting. He looked down at the crate they were sitting around and spotted the playing cards strewn around the area, chuckling at the thoughts in his head. "Never knew there was a card stackin' cutie mark." he said to them.
Apple Bloom looked at her brother in confusion. "Card stackin'? Naw, we're trying to learn how to play Appleloosan Hold'em, like you an' cousin Braeburn play together."
Big Mac tried his best to stop from laughing at the thought of the three girls in front of him playing such a complicated game of deceit and luck. "Appleloosan Hold'em? Ah don't think you're cut out for that game." he said.
The three Cutie Mark Crusaders immediately went on the defensive. "We can too learn how to play!" Scootaloo confidently said, her wings buzzing in confidence.
"We almost got it, we just need some help with a few small things." Sweetie Belle insisted.
"Please, big bro?" Apple Bloom finished off.
All three fillies looked pleadingly at Big Mac. The stallion sighed hopelessly; their puppy dog eyes didn't sway him, but his firsthand knowledge that all three of them would not stop pestering him until he gave in did. "Fine." he said reluctantly, knowing that once they didn't receive their poker cutie marks they would move on to some other activity.
"Yay!" all three crusaders exclaimed. In a blur of motion they recollected the cards and gave all the cards back to Apple Bloom, who once again messily shuffled the cards and began dealing them out.
"Woah woah, hold on there." Big Mac interjected as he watched his sibling deal two cards immediately to Sweetie Belle. "Ya don' just give two card to each player." Sweeping up the cards in his massive hands, he shuffled the cards with ease before dealing out the cards correctly to everyone present.
Scootaloo, Sweetie Belle, and Apple Bloom stared in awe as Big Mac flicked his wrists and expertly dealt them all their hands, the cards landing face down right in front of their respective player. "Wow, you're so awesome at this!" Scootaloo exclaimed. "Much better than Apple Bloom dealt them."
"Hey!" Apple Bloom exclaimed in embarrassment, turning slightly red.
Sweetie Belle ignored her two friends, instead concentrating on the two cards she had been dealt. "Okay, here's my hand." she said after a few moments, turning over her cards for everyone to see.
Big Mac smacked his forehead at Sweetie Belle's move. "You're not supposed to show anyone else your cards until the river card is played and you haven't folded." he explained.
The poker terminology caused all three fillies to look at him in confusion. "What the hay is with this river I keep on reading about?" Sweetie burst, banging her fist on the crate in frustration. "Why do we need water to play poker?"
Big Mac sighed and dropped his head to the crate himself. He was not one to quit halfway through a task, especially when it involved helping out family, but had he known that he was going to have to teach them EVERYTHING about playing poker he would have thought it over a bit more. Perhaps he would have called up Braeburn to help out, or let him teach them on his own...
"Big Mac!" Apple Bloom shouted in his ear, poking his side forcefully.
"Huh?" he responded, finally snapping out of his deep thought and returning to reality. "Oh, sorry. What did you say?"
"Ah asked why turns and rivers are involved in this game." she asked, pointing to the instructions one Sweetie Belle's computer.
Big Mac took a deep breath before finally committing himself to see the task through. "Well, let's start from the beginning. When you deal cards, you..."
"I won!" Scootaloo exclaimed triumphantly, laying down her two cards; the ace of spades and the jack of clubs.
Big Mac nodded, looking over the other cards on the table. Scootaloo had a full house, beating out his own two pairs and Sweetie Belle's three of a kind, and especially Apple Bloom's ace high. "Good job." he said.
Scootaloo beamed as she pumped her arm in victory, but Apple Bloom was getting frustrated that she had yet to win a single hand. "Alright, enough practice! Let's play for real now!" she declared as she scooped up the cards and shuffled them like her brother had shown her.
Big Mac chuckled at her enthusiasm. "You sure you're ready?" he asked, noting the lack of chips or anything to use as a betting instrument, not to mention that the three girls were still horrendous at trying to hide their excitement of being dealt a strong hand. However, the other two players nodded enthusiastically at the prospect of playing 'for real' and cheered in agreement. All Big Mac could do was shrug and nod his head that he was in as well.
"Awesome! Okay, same rules we read about, let's do this!" Apple Bloom said.
Big Mac wasn't quite what rules his sister and her friends had decided to play by, but the actual game would be the same no matter what, so he decided to go easy and play casually, especially since there wasn't anything to be wager. Apple Bloom slowly but methodically dealt out the first hand correctly, and all three Cutie Mark Crusaders peeked at their cards without revealing what they had. Big Mac glanced at his two cards as well; a four and a seven. Normally he would have immediately folded the bad hand, but as this game was just for bragging rights among the three girls he decided to see how this hand played out. Glancing at the others, he saw that Apple Bloom had a wide grin on her face, but so did Scootaloo. Only Sweetie Belle looked unsure of her hand.
As there was no need to pause between each set of community cards, Apple Bloom dealt everything at once, and to Big Mac's delight she even remembered the burn cards. Once all five community cards were out they each revealed their hands; Sweetie revealed a pair of twos, Scootaloo had three of a kind, Apple Bloom had a pair of kings, and Big Mac had a pair of sevens. Scootaloo's wings buzzed in excitement of winning yet another hand while Apple Bloom grumbled something under her breath. Sweetie Belle had turned slightly red in the face for some reason and was remaining silent, but Big Mac didn't notice her reaction as he scooped up the cards and shuffled them to get the deck ready for Scootaloo to deal, but when he looked up to hand over the cards his eyes widened in shock and the entire deck of cards went flying out of his hands.
"S-S-Sweetie Bel-" he stammered as he saw the young unicorn lifting her shirt over her head. Her stomach was completely exposed to everyone in the barn, and just above it her budding chest was covered only by her petite bra. She was still far from having as large of a chest as her older sister Rarity, but she was still sizable for her age, and definitely the most noticeable among her two other friends. Big Mac opened his mouth to ask Sweetie what she was doing, but all he managed to do was gape and stare at her as she took off her top and tossed it to Scootaloo, bringing her arms up to cover herself as she saw Big Mac staring at her. He finally managed to find his voice again but couldn't stop staring as he finally spoke up. "W-what are ya doin?"
Scootaloo pulled Sweetie Belle's computer closer to her and clicked through some of the open windows. "Duh, it's the rules. Whoever has the lowest hand has to remove one piece of clothing and give it to whoever had the highest hand. See? It says right here." she pointed out.
Big Mac managed to look away from the blushing Sweetie Belle and found the rules Scootaloo had pointed out. Glancing over the words on the screen, it only took a few seconds for him to realize that what he was reading was actually...
"Scootaloo, these are instructions for strip poker."
Scootaloo cocked her head to one side. "I thought it was called Appleloosan Hold'em." she said.
Bic Mac wanted to bang his head on the crate more than ever but managed to refrain from doing so. "It's two different games. Ah mean, they're played the same but you use money or chips to bet. You don' take off your clothes."
"But we don't have any money or chips. 'Sides, we already remembered all the rules for this way." Apple Bloom said, Scootaloo nodding in agreement.
Big Mac opened his mouth to suggest letting him get his set of poker chips but quickly shut his mouth as he remembered that Braeburn had asked to borrow it during their last game night. Apples were too cumbersome and large to use as betting tokens, and nothing else readily available came to mind at the moment for him. "Maybe we should stop." he suggested.
Scootaloo and Apple Bloom clearly showed their disapproval of the idea, and to Big Mac's surprise even Sweetie Belle shook her head no. Their voices rang out as they tried to convince the red stallion to change his mind;
"But we just started!"
"No fair, it was almost my turn to try dealing!"
"We're never going to get our poker cutie marks if we stop now."
"We can try your way next time. But don't stop now."
"It says right here that this way is the most popular way to play at parties."
Big Mac managed to filter out most of their pleas, but he stiffened up and felt his heart almost stop as Sweetie Bell suddenly hugged him around his chest, her soft breasts pressing into his stomach with only her thin bra in between their two bodies. He looked down and saw she was looking back at him pleadingly. "Please, Big Mac? You're such a good teacher." she said softly, almost seductively.
Had Big Mac not been touching her he may have managed to think clearly and see that the small filly had managed to pick up some of the persuasive techniques her older sister liked to employ on Ponyville's sole dragon. However, the feeling of her soft body against his robbed him of any rational thought, and without any second thought he nodded his head yes.
Sweetie Belle grinned and gave Big Mac a quick squeeze. "Yay! Thank you thank you thank you!" she squealed in excitement before letting go and returning to her spot. Big Mac also quickly sat down, mostly to hide the steadily growing bulge in his pants and glanced again at the computer screen to read the rules of the mess he had gotten himself into.
-The player with the lowest hand will remove one article of clothing of their choice and give it to the player with the highest hand.
-Any player who has lost all clothing shall be out and unable to continue playing unless they trade an article of clothing from another player.
-Trades may only occur between players who have an article of clothing belonging to the other player.
-In the event of a tie for lowest hand, both players shall remove one article of clothing and give them to the player with the highest hand.
-In the event of a tie for highest hand, the player with the lowest hand shall remove two articles of clothing and give one each to the winners.
-The winner is the last player left with at least one article of clothing.
Big Mac's eyes almost popped out of his head as he read the 'rules' his sister and friends had managed to find. 'How in Tartarus can they think that these are normal rules?' he thought to himself. However, Scootaloo had already dealt the cards to everypony and the three girls were looking over their cards. He cleared his throat to get their attention before speaking. "Um, girls, maybe we really shouldn't be, y'know..."
Apple Bloom sighed dramatically. "If ya don' wanna teach us you can just say so, Big Mac. We can ask Rumble's brother to help us instead if you don' wanna."
The thought of his sister playing strip poker with someone else made his blood boil, but just the thought of that someone being Thunderlane was too much for him. Big Mac snorted loudly, immediately dismissing the thought before he went over and punched the gray pegasus for no reason. "Fine, I'll play, but only today. An' none of ya EVER tell anyone or EVER play this version ever again." he said firmly.
All three girls eagerly nodded their heads as Big Mac took a deep breath. 'One game. Just one game, then never again.' he said to himself, thankfully feeling his erection fade away. The Cutie Mark Crusaders glanced back at their cards as Big Mac looked at his for the first time; pocket aces. He grinned at the strong hand, confident that his skill and luck would help end the game quickly and the awkwardness could be forgotten as soon as possible, but as the community cards were dealt his heart sank. At the end he was left with only the pair of aces, and as the other hands were revealed it was clear that he was not winning this hand. Sweetie Belle let out a cheer as she won the hand with a flush, while Apple Bloom threw down her cards that got her a king high.
With a small huff Apple Bloom removed her shirt, but to Big Mac's relief she had on a tight undershirt, though it was clear she had nothing on underneath that. She tossed the first shirt over to Sweetie Belle before scooping up the cards and handing them to Sweetie Belle. "Your turn." she muttered somewhat sourly.
As Sweetie Belle dealt the next hand Big Mac tried his hardest to focus on only his cards. He knew that the only way to stop this craziness was to win, but doing so meant stripping down all three fillies, including his own sister. There was absolutely no way he could lose and expose himself to such young girls, and he reasoned that his skill and luck would outweigh the loss of reading his opponents' faces for hints of what they had. He also knew from experience that he had dug himself in far too deep a while ago; if he quit now they'd surely run to their sisters and complain he didn't finish what he started, and the last thing he needed was three of Ponyville's heroines branding him as a pedophile for playing strip poker with their younger siblings.
"Big Mac, hello? What do you have?" Scootaloo asked impatiently.
Snapping out of his trance yet again, Big Mac saw that Sweetie Belle had finished dealing all the cards and they had all revealed their hands; Sweetie with a low straight, Scootaloo with three eights, and Apple Bloom with a pair of sixes. Big Mac couldn't remember what cards he had, but it didn't matter anyway so he flipped his hand over, revealing;
"Yes! Jack high, you lose!" Sweetie Belle exclaimed excitedly. Apple Bloom looked frustrated about not winning yet another hand, but the other two were staring at Big Mac with curiosity and apprehension. Big Mac's choice was an easy one to make and he removed his shirt, tossing it to Sweetie Belle as he revealed his brawny chest. He wasted no time though and grabbed up the cards to shuffle and deal them out as quickly as possible, but he slowed momentarily as a troubling fact dawned on his mind.
Due to the late summer heat and his strenuous chores today, Big Mac had only dressed in his underwear, pants, and shirt. Glancing at the three girls sitting in front of him, it looked like each of them was dressed in four or five different articles, giving them a clear advantage. Suddenly a sure victory no longer seemed viable, especially since he was depending only on the luck of the deal. 'Not good. Nnope, not good.' he thought.
Keeping his gaze low, he dealt out the cards and quickly peeked at his own hand. 'King and jack. Okay, not bad...' he thought. He proceeded to deal out the five community cards, his heart sinking as the first three were numbered cards. However, relief swept over him as the two last cards were another king and jack, giving him a solid two pair. His safety was ensured as he saw that he had won, Scootaloo losing with a pair of fours. Her wings tensed up when she saw that she was this rounds loser, but in a surprising move she stood up and slid down her shorts, revealing a small thong.
There was no way Big Mac could avert his gaze from the view in front of him, causing Scootaloo to turn five shades of red deeper than Sweetie Belle had before. "Sto... here!" she quickly said, throwing her pants at Big Mac. The small piece of clothing caught him in the face, and as quickly as he went to remove the shorts from his view he couldn't help but notice the lingering warmth left on them, especially concentrated around the crotch region. He managed to regain control of himself and placed her shorts next to him on the floor just as Apple Bloom collected the cards and dealt the next hand.
The next few hands went by painfully slow for Big Mac. He managed to hold his own and refrain from having to lose any more clothes, but he was losing focus as blocking out the three young girls stripping in front of him was becoming harder and harder. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle lost two more hands each and opted to remove their pants and underwear, using the crate to hide their lower bodies as best they could. Scootaloo only lost one hand but was down to just her small underwear, as she had chosen to remove her shirt and reveal that she had nothing else underneath it. She tried her best to downplay her exposed chest and didn't try to cover herself up, but Big Mac noticed that the small pegasus was looking enviously at Sweetie Belle's and Apple Bloom's larger chests quite often.
Scootaloo grabbed up the cards and dealt the next hand to everyone. Glancing up just quick enough to scan the barn, Bic Mac saw that all three crusaders were down to their last pieces of clothing; Apple Bloom with her shirt, Sweetie Belle with her bra, and Scootaloo with her thong. Big Mac's crotch began to stir at the sight, but also relief swept over his mind as he saw the end in sight finally. None of them had opted to make any trades, and he had already beaten the odds by not losing any more hands. If he could just hold out a little longer, just three more hands...
'You're almost done. Almost done. Almost done. Almos- fuck.'
Big Mac felt ice run through his veins as he stared down at the hand he had been dealt; a two and three, off suite. His feeling of dread didn't ease up at all as the community cards were dealt out; a king, a seven, a jack, an ace, and a four. There was absolutely no way he could win with that hand, and as the girls showed their cards Sweetie Belle stood up with her arm stretched out towards him, eagerly awaiting her prize.
Though not her intention, Sweetie Belle's move exposed her crotch almost right at Big Mac's eye level, causing his eyes to lock on to her exposed snatch. It was the image of perfection; tight, firm, perfectly shaped... he thought he even saw a hint of moisture gathered around where her lower lips hid her innocent little foal hole. The sight and faint smell sent Big Mac's body into overdrive and caused his cock to spring to life, hardening instantly and creating an obvious tent in his pants.
"C'mon, give 'em up already. Fair's fair." Apple Bloom said impatiently.
Big Mac gulped and stood up slightly, remaining bent over to hide his erection. Turning away slightly, he shimmied off his jeans and placed them in Sweetie Belle's hand.
"Yeah, I got them! There's no way I can lose now!" she exclaimed proudly, tossing his pants onto the pile of clothes she had accrued so far in the game. She had definitely won more hands than anyone else, but Scootaloo waved off the feat.
"So, who cares? The winner is the last one with something on, not the one with the most clothes claimed." she pointed out.
Sweetie Belle stuck out her tongue at Scootaloo before grabbing the cards up and dealing out the next hand. Remaining hunched over in an attempt to hide his erection, Big Mac quickly looked at his hand and couldn't help but smile. An ace and a jack. Looking up for a quick read on his opponents, he saw all three crusaders were partially smiling, a good sign for him. He quickly lowered his gaze back to his own cards, his dick throbbing slightly from looking at the partially naked females. Sweetie finally began laying out the cards on the table; an ace, a two, another ace, a six, and jack.
"Full house." Big Mac announced proudly, placing his hand face up on the crate. The three girls looked crestfallen and silently flipped their cards over on the crate. Glancing from left to right, Big Mac was surprised that all three of them had only a queen as a usable card, giving all three of them the same losing hand.
"Not even one win." Apple Bloom muttered as she was the only one without anyone's clothes next to her. Sighing, she then stood up along with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, and they all proceeded to strip off the last piece of clothing covering their bodies.
"W-wait, ya don' have t-" Big Mac started to say, but as the three young girls finally exposed their naked bodies he lost all ability to speak. Apple Bloom slowly pulled up her tight undershirt and lifted it up over her breasts before gently tossing her shirt onto her brother's lap. Scootaloo pulled down her panties with one hand all the off and flicked them at him with her foot, her hand trailing back up her body and deliberately dragging up her slit and stomach. Sweetie Belle shyly turned away from Big Mac, showing him her ample but firm bottom as she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, then let it fall down off her body and to the floor, turning partially back towards him while covering her growing tits with her hands.
Big Mac couldn't help but drool slightly at the scene in front of him. He forgot all about trying to hide his erection, and it only took a few seconds for his cock to break free of the confines of his underwear and pop out from his waistband. All three fillies gasped at the sigh but were unable to look away from Big Mac's erection, the red throbbing phallus bigger than any of them had ever imagined could exist. All four of them forgot to try to cover themselves, Sweetie Belle even dropping her hands to her sides and revealing her pink perky nipples, until Scootaloo slowly approached the horny red stallion.
"Can I... can I touch it?" she asked despite already slowly reaching out for it.
Big Mac's head was screaming his answer; 'No nope nope nope no no no NOPE!' However, something didn't quite connect between his brain and his muscles, because he simply nodded yes as he felt Scootaloo's dainty fingers gently grasp his cock.
"Oh wow..." she almost moaned as she wrapped both hands around his shaft. Even using both of her hands, she wasn't able to grasp the whole thing and jumped slightly as she felt it throb in her palms.
Sweetie Belle took a few steps forward and reached out as well, her fingers gingerly teasing the head of his flared cock, causing Big Mac to groan aloud. A large drop of precum leaked out of the tip of his shaft, and thanks to her curiosity Sweetie Belle gently scooped up the droplet with her finger, paused to sniff it, then lapped it up with her tongue. She shuddered slightly at the odd taste but felt Big Mac buck his hips slightly forward from the erotic display, so she borrowed a technique she had adopted while spying on Rarity and Filthy Rich and began licking the top of his shaft, only taking the first inch into her mouth.
Despite the small amount inside the young filly's mouth, Big Mac had to kick himself in the shin to stop from drowning the young unicorn in his cum. However, his attempts to stave off his orgasm were for naught as Scootaloo joined in, daintily using her tongue to tease the length of his shaft all over while moving her hands down towards his massive balls. It was all too much for the stallion to bear, and with a loud grunt he pulled back in an attempt to save his morals at the last second, but it was too late.
With their mouths still open and tongues still extended, both fillies froze when Big Mac drew back, unsure if they had done something wrong. A split second later Big Mac's first big load shot out from his bulging boner, his white stallion seed catching Scootaloo in the face and sending her sprawling backwards in surprise. His second load found its mark in Sweetie Belle's mouth and on her chin, forcing her to spit out the surprise cumshot and letting it dribble down her chest to her crotch, finally pooling on the floor. The third and forth shot of cum weren't nearly as powerful but it was still enough to stain Scootaloo's thigh and Sweetie's foot.
Big Mac fell backwards on his flank, panting heavily as he recovered from one of the most powerful orgasms in his life. A sudden yelp caused him to look over at Apple Bloom just in time to see her body begin spasming in pleasure, as she had given in to her carnal instincts and began masturbating to the erotic scene of her brother and best friends making love. Her hind legs still shook slightly as her orgasm faded away and her breathing returned to normal.
Falling onto his back, Big Mac's head swirled in confusion, panic, pleasure, and fear. Here he was, a fully grown stallion, and he had just played strip poker with his younger sister and her two friends, all of whom were underage and either covered with his cum or had just masturbated to his naked body. There was no way he could let anyone else find out about what had happened here, though all three of them did say that they would keep the whole lesson a secret. Maybe, just maybe, he could get away with i-
"Big Mac, ya in here?" a familiar voice rang out.
Big Mac's heart stopped dead as he recognized Applejack's voice. "Oh Celestia's foalhole." he gasped, but it was too late.
"Big Mac, there ya'll are. Have ya seen tha-" Applejack started to say, but froze in horror as she saw the scene in front of her. She froze as she saw her younger sister lying on her back naked with her legs spread open, and her sister's friends covered in cum not too far away, all while her older brother was naked with his cock softening...
"A-Applejack, it... it's not what..." Big Mac tried to say.
Scootaloo groggily looked over and saw the fuming Applejack, so she spoke up to try to help. "Oh, hey AJ. Don't worry, Big Mac's just trying to help us get our cutie marks."
