Anaïs

Derpy woke up with a dizzy head, the smell of sweat, cum, and muggy sex stench flooded her nostrils. She opened her eyes widely in surprise at the site she saw: Celestia cuddling her on one side while Cheerilee cuddled her on the other. Celestia was sound asleep and snoring lightly with a smile on her face.

I'm going to tell her my mind when she wakes up... regardless of whether or not she had the best night of her life for once in a thousand years... if I end up pregnant then I'm totally telling her my mind! That wouldn't be fair at all!

She then began panicking at the thought of that happening. What were the chances it'd be an alicorn, though? And what about Cheerilee? Would she have stomach babies from Celestia's possibly magically potent cum? Could the cum be activated and deactivated at will? Does it mature faster than the average stallion's cum?

How did Celestia's dick get... to be a dick, for one. All of these questions and on still lingered in her mind:

It was 11 o' clock A.M., why was the sun not yet up?

"Eeyup, I knew I should have done something when I saw 'em leave like that last night," Big Mac sighed, leaning on a fence at the farm with Applejack by his side during a break from their work, eating an apple as she was. "I can't even say I'm mad. I'm just disappointed."

Applejack sighed and shook her head while smacking her lips in somewhat of a disgusted tone. "Ah can't blame ya. Ah'd have just left at that and not said nothin'."

Big Mac exhaled deeply and his head hung low. "Nah, Jackie, that ain't what I mean."

Applejack looked to her brother with a confused expression on her face. "Then... what did ya mean, Big Mac?"

Big Mac chuckled and slapped her shoulder, almost knocking her over to the side, but the earth pony caught herself.

"Hey! Th-that ain't funny!" she cried, standing straight and pushing Big Mac, but he didn't budge. She blushed in frustration at this and crossed her arms, looking away. "Anyway, what'd ya mean by you were disappointed if we ain't on the same level as to what being disappointed even is?"

Big Mac looked to his sister, then looked up to the sky. Its clear cloudless orange blanket-like existence, stretching from the setting sun, made more clear with the contrasting blue to dark violet on the opposite side where the moon was exposing itself. "I meant I'm disappointed I wasn't invited to the fun."

Applejack gasped in surprise, not knowing how to take that statement in and analyze it as well as a reply without responding to it in the wrong way, if such a thing was possible at this point. "Everything's better with apples," she said, under the impression she had nailed it.

"Eeyup."