Can you show me, Big Mac?~
Author's Note
By the time I'm done with this, it might be the crack of dawn. I don't know. I have tears of remorse, shame, and delight in making an abominable masterpiece.
So with the words of a broken author, I would like to apologize.
Sorry.
Also, fucking enjoy this, ya' filthy animals. The love of staying up all night into making this was fucking worth it. This was also an old story idea and I wanted to write it. Thanks again.
Then again, I was up all night. I'm writing this author's note at 7:38 AM.
Then again again, look at this:
Enjoy this story.
(If you don't get it, I've been listening to this the whole night.)
Can you show me, Big Mac?~
“Applejack, how are babies made?” a young Apple Bloom asked, looking up at her older sister. With red hair and a pink bow tie in her mane, her eyes looked up into Applejack’s. Her green eyes stared back with worry. Applejack began to sweat profusely. Apple Bloom was too young, but she also wanted to be honest. The country mare towered her cute little sister, but seemed to be cowering from the impossible question to answer.
“Er,” Applejack began, lifting up a finger. “You see, Apple Bloom, where babies come from is really complicated.”
“Oh, I know. So that’s why I’m askin’ you, big sis!” Apple Bloom said cheerily. She gave a bright smile.
Applejack rubbed her neck. “Well, I do reckon…” She was silent for a moment, staring at her curious little sister. She gave a hearty chuckle. “Why don’t you ask Big Mac about it?”
“What? Why?” Apple Bloom asked, turning her head.
“Think about it, Apple Bloom. Big Mac is older than both of us, and besides, he knows more about the whole baby thing than I do!” Applejack replied with a bright fake-smile that somehow was a lie and truth.
“Hey, you’re right!” Apple Bloom said. “Thanks, sis!” With that said, she ran off to find her older brother.
Applejack scratched her head. “Why does this feel like the wrong decision?”
“Big Mac! Big Mac!” Apple Bloom exclaimed, sprinting towards deeper into the orchard. The bright sun above her head shed its bright beams through the leaves of the trees. The thick groves carved a visible path underneath their shade. “Big Mac, I have a question!”
The tall and muscular stallion’s ears perked up by his youngest sister’s voice. He turned his head and saw her running towards him. Big Mac placed the gigantic carton of apples down. His silence was met with Apple Bloom’s ragged breath. “I, have, haaa… a… haa… question, Big Mac.” He nodded in response.
“How are babies made?” she asked, her eyes shining in curiosity.
Big Mac lifted an eyebrow up. He sat down on top of a barrel. With a heavy sigh, he spoke. “You work at a farm. You still don’t know how babies are made?”
9 years later
“Wow, golly! My little sister is all grown-up now!” Applejack exclaimed, wrapping her arm around Apple Bloom.
“Oh, come on, Applejack!” Apple Bloom said, her voice now the sound of a pretty young mare, “I’m not a filly anymore. You know that!” Her petite form from a young age had changed drastically into a huge bust for her chest. She still had the pink bow, marking her youth. She gently lifted up Applejack’s hand.
“But you’re still my little sister!” Applejack said, tightening her grip around her. “You still know that, right sugarcube?”
“Of course, Applejack!” Apple Bloom blushed, hugging her sister back. “But just don’t treat me like that all the time!”
“You’ve grown mighty fine,” Applejack said, giving Apple Bloom’s breasts a small squeeze. She gave a smile. “You’ve always wanted yours to be big as mine, right?”
“Don’t worry, I’m going to catch up!” Apple Bloom grinned, feeling herself get competitive.
“Excuse me, is there an Applejack here?” a voice asked. A white stallion knocked on the door. “It’s an urgent message from Granny Smith!” Applejack dashed for the door and was met with a telegram in her face. “Good day,” the mail-pony waved, before taking flight.
“I hope Granny Smith doesn’t need help in her trip,” Applejack said, opening the telegram, “I’ve really wanted to spend some time with you and teach you how to-” When she read a first few words, Applejack dashed upstairs as fast as lightning. With a zip, she came downstairs with a small suitcase. “Tell Big Mac I’ll be gone for a week.”
“Wait, Applejack,” Apple Bloom said, “What-”
Applejack was gone in an instant.
Apple Bloom scratched her head. “Well then.”
“Hey, Big Mac, are you there?” Apple Bloom asked out loud into the orchard.
“Eeyup!” a strong voice replied. Apple Bloom’s face brightened towards the voice and began to jog towards him. Big Mac was heaving hay onto a wagon when she arrived. “Is there something wrong, Apple Bloom? he asked.
“I, uh, really don’t know how to put this, but Applejack is going to be gone for a week.” Apple Bloom gave a smile.
Big Mac chuckled and ruffled Apple Bloom’s mane. “Ya’ put it well there,” he smiled back. “Now, that means we both have to double up on chores.”
“Of course!” Apple Bloom said, raising up a fist in determination. “I’m old enough to tackle on more chores! I can handle them!”
“Now, that’s a good attitude,” Big Mac replied. He gave a hearty laugh. “Just like how when you asked me how babies were made!”
Apple Bloom blushed red. “H-Hey, I was young and stupid back then!”
“Y’mean young, stupid, and cute, lil’ sis,” Big Mac said, placing his giant hand on her tiny shoulders. “It amazes me how much you’ve grown.”
“Especially after my cutie mark!” Apple Bloom said, unbuttoning her jean shorts to show off her triangle-apple slice mark. “I’ve really matured after that, right?”
Big Mac gave a big smile. “In a way you had.”
“W-What do you mean by that?” Apple Bloom asked, buttoning her shorts back.
“I think you know what I mean by that,” Big Mac said, turning around to grab a stack of hay. “Can you help me in bringing this into the barn?” he asked.
“I won’t until you tell me what you mean by that!” Apple Bloom pouted, while Big Mac placed the last bundle of hay into the wagon.
“See? Just right there,” Big Mac winked. “You still have that spunk in you. Now, are you going to help me or not?” he asked, walking to the front of the wagon.
“S-Sure…” Apple Bloom said, her face flustered and red with embarrassment.
She went to the back and made sure none of the hay fell out. Within a silent minute, they both dawned onto the barn. “Ahh, good job Apple Bloom!” Big Mac said, taking a deep breath. He looked over to see Apple Bloom down and gloomed. “Hey, come here, sis,” he said, motioning her into the barn. “There’s some things I need to tell you.”
Apple Bloom shut the door behind her and heard Big Mac sit on a stool. The musty barn smell greeted her, filling up her nose.
“I wish Applejack gave you this talk, but I know you’re mature enough to handle this,” he said.
Once he said this, Apple Bloom’s face brightened up. “Oh, thank you so much, Big Mac!” Her cheer and passion resumed.
“I’ll tell you how babies are made,” he said, with a small smile. It turned into a smirk.
“Hey!! I already know how babies are made!” she replied, standing up from the stool. “You explained everything to me really bluntly that day!”
“Then what can you tell me about it, Apple Bloom?” Big Mac asked. “I’m giving you a question and answer session.”
“You said when a mare and a stallion are in love, they have sex, and have kids,” Apple Bloom said, puffing her cheeks, “That’s all you said. And I had so much questions…”
“Ah, I’m so glad that you listen,” Big Mac said with a delightful smile.
Apple Bloom was silent, staring at her brother with a deadpan glare.
“Now, you know what sex is?” he asked.
Apple Bloom put a finger on her chin. “I know it’s with a penis and vagina,” she replied, thinking hard.
“Good, good, now-”
“What does a penis look like?” Apple Bloom asked.
“Huh?”
“I-I’ve actually never seen one. Y’know. A stallion’s penis.” Apple Bloom gave an embarrassed smile. Before Big Mac could talk, she cut in again. “I know how a vagina looks like,” she said, pointing down towards her crotch “but I want to know how a penis looks like.”
“You mean you seriously don’t know?” Big Mac asked, rubbing his head.
“It’s weird to ask the colts in town about it,” Apple Bloom, crossing her arms. “ And you being the only colt… I’m really glad we’re having this talk.”
“A stallion’s penis is simple, really,” Big Mac said, “I can explain it-”
Apple Bloom shook her head. “I want to see it.”
“Y’mean you’re asking me to-”
“Can you show me, Big Mac?” Apple Bloom asked eagerly, staring between Big Mac’s legs.
“Do you actually think looking at one will help?” he asked. “There’s bound to be oth-”
“Big Mac, please!” she pleaded, “I’m curious! I just want to see how it looks like!” She got on her knees.
“Are you sure you want to do this, Apple Bloom?” Big Mac asked, watching her undo his belt buckle.
“I’m very sure!” she replied, undoing her older brother’s zipper. “I’ve got to tackle this head on and learn from this experience!” Apple Bloom’s small hands pulled out Big Mac’s massive penis. She sat up, eyes widened. “It’s uh, really big,” she said, grasping her tiny hands around him.
“A stallion’s penis is really sensitive, Apple Bloom,” Big Mac said, feeling himself get harder by each passing second.
“I-It’s growing even bigger?” Apple Bloom asked, watching the big black horse cock getting erect.
“Kind of,” Big Mac said, standing up from the stool. His giant penis began to twitch. “One of many of the ways to stop an erection is to get it down by ejaculating.”
“A-And how do I do that?” Apple Bloom asked nervously.
“Use your hands and stroke my shaft. Just go up and down in a pattern,” Big Mac said. If I’m already this hard, might as well go for it, he thought.
“What’s this?” Apple Bloom asked, pointing towards his scrotum.
“That’s where testicles are,” Big Mac replied, “It’s where sperm is produced to make kids.”
“Sperm?” Apple Bloom said, “How does that look like?”
“It’s white substance that comes out when a stallion ejaculates,” Big Mac said, feeling himself subdued by his instincts.
“How can I make a penis ejaculate faster? Apple Bloom asked, using both hands to jack him off.
“You can use your mouth, but-”
“M-My mouth?!” Apple Bloom exclaimed, comparing the size between Big Mac’s enormous dick and her small mouth. She gave a gulp before engulfing it. Her tiny mouth was shoved in by his monstrous size. Her eyes looked up at him weakly and could not hold it in her mouth any longer. The warmth of her mouth left him when she began to cough violently.
“I-It’s too big, Big Mac!” Apple Bloom said, wiping the saliva from her mouth.
He couldn’t handle it any longer. Apple Bloom’s youthful body was teasing his stallion instincts. “Just try to put everything in your mouth,” he said, tapping the tip of his dick near her lips.
She obeyed and opened her mouth as big as she could. As she did, Big Mac applied a little bit of pressure to force himself down her throat. Her tight mouth began constricting his large penis, but the immense size popped itself out.
“B-Big Mac,” Apple Bloom moaned, “I feel hot and weird.” She wrapped her arms around her chest and shuddered.
“It’s only a natural reaction from a stallion’s touch,” Big Mac said. “If your mouth can’t do it, maybe your breasts can?”
“My… my breasts?” she asked, fondling her mammaries. “My nipples are just so hard!”
“I have a better idea,” the horny stallion said. His eyes locked onto her jean shorts. “Do you want to take them off?”
“It’s just so hot!” she said, sliding them off in an instant.
Big Mac gave a hearty snort. With his strength, he picked the little mare up and made her lean over in the soft hay. “You seem to be very wet down there, Apple Bloom,” he said, taking off her red apple panties.
“My vagina is w-wet?!” Apple Bloom said, dripping her juices onto the hay. “That’s so embarrassing!” Her panties rolled down to her ankles before Big Mac placed his erect penis at her virgin vagina. She winced, feeling the intense heat of Big Mac. She began to breathe heavily, her body reacting to his temperature. “I-I’m scared, Big Mac!” she said, feeling her vaginal lips urging for something to be inside.
“I can take care of it, Apple Bloom,” Big Mac said, grabbing her hips. With a thrust, he shoved himself inside.
“Hnnnnnnaaaaah!” Apple Bloom screamed, feeling Big Mac’s enormous penis bulge her vaginal walls. Her tight body gave a shockwave of pleasure to the stallion, making him shudder. This made him want Apple Bloom’s body even more. Apple Bloom’s fingers grabbed the hay she was on while being rutted from the back.
Big Mac was going at a steady pace, slowly shoving all of himself inside of her. Her walls began to slowly expand, but contracted on his muscular shaft. Apple Bloom felt bliss and immense pleasure from her older brother. Her body was reacting in the momentum of his movement, tongue out and moaning out loud. He grabbed one of her breasts and began to fondle them.
Continuing to pump in and out, Big Mac suddenly felt himself at a climax. He shoved himself deep inside of Apple Bloom before spewing a load inside of her womb. Her body shuddered and shook with semen entering her at an alarming rate.
Big Mac pulled out and continued to ejaculate. His penis landed on top of her ass, stilling expelling his seed. It slid down her thighs, covering her cutie mark. Apple Bloom was heavily breathing, in small shock from the usage of her body.
“I-Is this sperm?” she asked, feeling hot liquid inside and on top of her.
“It’s… my semen,” Big Mac heavily breathed, watching his semen slowly ooze out of his little sister.
“It feels sooo good…” Apple Bloom said, in a dazed expression. “I love it!”
