Applejack grunted as she bucked another apple tree, the ripe fruit falling heavily to the baskets below. She wiped the sweat from her brow and looked down the row of trees, each one with identical fully baskets below them. She grinned at her day's work before glancing half dozen or so left, grateful that she was finally wrapping up the day.

Thunk

She let her mind drift off to ponder one thing or another as she settled back into a steady rhythm. Usually she thought about Apple Bloom's latest adventures, the next day's work, or even when she was feeling particularly carefree, the fact that she hadn't had a good lay in much too long, but this time she was thinking about something completely different.

Thunk

Her hooves impacted the thick bark of another tree, the patter-patter of apples following shortly after. The news of Twilight's 'Second Ascension,' or more simply 'transformation' that all of the town seemed to be talking about filled her mind. The first time one of her customers had come up telling her about her friend's new stature, she’d waved them off, simply disregarding it as another of Twilight's experiments. But by the fourth pony who’d told her the same thing, and also mentioned that Twilight had seemed perfectly at home in her new body instead of freaking out in that uniquely 'Twilight' way, Applejack had finally been convinced that it was an intentional action.

Naturally, this had brought up the question of why Twilight hadn't called all of the Elements together to announce it or something along those lines. It didn’t make any sense. If it truly was something as major as it seemed to be, why hadn't that happened?

Thunk

Applejack kicked on autopilot after that, not knowing whether to be worried, irked, or something else, until a muffled yell in the sky stole her attention. Applejack looked upwards, and she saw a couple of weather ponies collecting the last of the day's loose clouds. She watched them for a bit, not really being able to tell who it was, but it was easy enough to figure out it wasn't Rainbow Dash up there due to the distinct lack of loops, spins, and ego.

This of course brought Applejack to the more… scandalous rumours she’d been hearing around town. She tried to stay away from gossip as that was more Rarity's specialty, but she did pick up a few things here and there. According to Cloud Kicker (unreliable narrator that she was) Rainbow Dash had spent the last two nights in Twilight's Castle, and during these last two nights, there could clearly be heard the cries of ‘a mare getting the fuck of a lifetime.’ Now, Applejack was not a pony to judge another based upon what they did in their bedroom or who they did it with (to a point, of course) but the fact that the rumour was about two of her closest friends changed things a little.

Thunk

If it was true, she couldn't be happier for the two of them. Celestia knows how long Rainbow had been making googly eyes at Twilight, and it’d been getting annoying, truth be told. If she’d finally gotten up the guts to tell Twilight how she felt, well, more power to her. But if that was the case, why wasn't she telling everypony possible?

Bless her heart, but Rainbow's pride wouldn't let her do anything less.

There was also the fact that Rainbow had seemed a good bit more, well, endowed when she’d said hi in the market today. Not that Applejack was one to stare or anything, but Rainbow's sudden change from tight to voluptuous was pretty damn hard to miss.

What exactly had happened there?

Applejack bit her lip, trying to banish the image of Rainbow's ass from her face, not wanting to deal with the after effects of dwelling on such an image. It was easier said than done, however, and swiftly the memory of Rainbow swishing her tail to the side to reveal a purple-star piercing on her dock caused her breath to hitch.

THUNK

Applejack kicked the tree a bit too hard, resulting in a few apples missing the basket. She let out a disappointed sigh. There went her perfect record for the day. Slowly, she rested her forehead against the tree, closing her eyes as she re-centered herself.

She could think about her friends' asses later. There was still work to be done.

“One more, and then dinner.” Applejack made her way to the lone remaining tree and gently rubbed its trunk with a hoof. "Give me something good, alright Wernstrom?"

Turning around, it only took her a second to position herself properly, her powerful muscles clenching and flexing… and with a practiced motion, her hooves flew at the at the bark.

Thunk

Fwumph!

Applejack fell to the ground amidst a swirl of fur and feathers, her muzzle suddenly buried in something both very wet and warm. Her eyes slowly refocused... and the magnificent curve of Rainbow's ass against the afternoon sky filled her vision.

Which meant her muzzle must be buried in…

Applejack let out a muffled grunt, her body shifting and writhing under Rainbow in order to dislodge her. Unfortunately, it seemed as if Rainbow was still asleep, and her dead weight combined with Applejack's lack of leverage made it almost impossible to heave her off. Groaning in frustration, Applejack grabbed ahold of Rainbow’s backside, her hooves sinking into the firm, supple flesh, and lifted upwards.

Schlick!

Applejack managed to free her muzzle from Rainbow's crotch, revealing the soaking mass that was her friend’s marehood. This also had the result of allowing the afternoon light to illuminate Rainbow's plothole, and Applejack could clearly see that a butt-plug emblazoned with Twilight's cutie mark was firmly lodged inside.

Applejack's eyes glazed over, unable to tear her gaze away.

"Applejack?" Rainbow's groggy voice sounded from between her friend's legs. She shifted a bit, and inadvertantly, her movements once again forced Applejack's muzzle into her soaking marehood.

“Mmf!”

Now properly aware of what was happening, Applejack's senses were invaded with the potency of Rainbow's essence. The thick, heady smell of her friend’s arousal filled her nose as nectar seeped into her mouth, and it was all she could do to suppress her instinct to extend her tongue to get more of it.

"Oh! Hello, Applejack's crotch," Rainbow said happily. "Good to finally meet you!"

Rainbow made no move to get off. If anything, she just sat more heavily on Applejack's face and wiggled around a bit, enjoying the pleasant sensations. This brought the butt-plug right up to Applejack's eyes, and the sight once again dominated her vision.

Applejack adjusted her grip on Rainbow's ass once again, finally getting the leverage to fully lift the mare off of her. She managed to free her muzzle from her friend's nethers, but this brought the sight of everything into perfect focus, searing it into her mind.

Applejack pushed Rainbow off, throwing her to the side as she scrambled back to her hooves.

"Rainbow!" Applejack shouted, not knowing to be angry or... something else.

"Oh, hey Applejack!" Rainbow said with a grin. "Just got back from a nice meeting with your crotch. I'd like to hang with it again one day."

Applejack’s mouth dropped open. It wasn't crazy for Rainbow to make some lewd joke every now and then, but that… that was very different than her usual fare. And the worst part was that there was a strong possibility that Rainbow didn't mean it as a joke.

Rainbow let out a long yawn before glancing up at the sky. "Ah, horseapples!" she spread her wings and winked at Applejack. "Sorry, I'd love to stay and chat, but Twilight's expecting me. Don't want to keep the mistress waiting, you know?"

She lifted off into the air, not bothering to hide her crotch at all as she did so, and with that she blurred away, leaving nothing but a rainbow contrail and what could only be drops of her… ‘drool’ behind.

Applejack stood there for Celestia only knew how long, her mouth open wide in shock. Slowly, she turned around and headed towards the farmhouse, her mind trying to reboot itself but not being able to get past the image and feel of Rainbow's crotch.

She managed to wind her way through the orchard to the barn, where a sweaty Big Mac had just finished unhooking himself from the plow. He greeted her with a wave and a grin, his brow furrowing as he took in his sister's dazed state.

"Applejack?" he said as she passed him, his nostrils flaring as it took in the scents of two different aroused mares. The mare in question turned to him, her eyes showing a great amount of shock.

"Big Mac," she replied, the fur on her muzzle glistening in the sunlight.

“Hold up a minute,” He motioned to his face. "You uh… you got some…” He swallowed hard. “You know what? Just clean yourself up before going inside. I doubt you want Granny and Apple Bloom seein’ ya like that."

****

After a quick trip the the restroom, Applejack sat herself down at the food-covered dinner table, joining the rest of her family.

"What took you so long, Applejack!?" Apple Bloom asked, no small amount of exasperation in her voice. "I'm starving!"

A swift glare from Granny Smith immediately quieted the filly, who at least had the decency to look apologetic at her outburst.

"Sorry," Apple Bloom said to Applejack before looking at the elderly mare, "but can we eat? I am starving."

Granny Smith let out a huff, but nonetheless nodded her head, knowing that she had to take what she could in situations like this.

The Apple family swiftly started to dig into the meal, hungry after a hard day's work. There was little chatter as they each took their first portions, each of them more preoccupied with filling their plates than conversing with one another. Applejack accepted the maple-glazed yams from Big Mac, licking her lips at the prospect of feasting on the sweet dish, but then suddenly, her mind was filled with a vision of Twilight standing in front of a stove, her tail lifted upwards to expose her marehood.

"Oh, hello Rainbow!" Twilight called out over her shoulder, not wanting to look away form her work on the stove. "Dinner's almost ready, but your appetizer is waiting for you." She glanced towards her nethers, clearly indicating what the 'appetizer' was.

"Mmmm… Looks delicious," Applejack said back, but in Rainbow's voice.

Without question, Applejack made her way in between Twilight's legs, her gaze locked on the exposed marehood in front of her. Bringing up her hooves, she grabbed ahold of the truly divine plot that the alicorn was now graced with, providing even easier access to the delicious looking snatch in front of her. However, that didn't stop her from reveling in the sensation of Twilight's ass molding around her hooves, the supple flesh all but swallowing them.

"Well, dig in."

"Applejack!" Apple Bloom called out, shaking the mare from her daydream.

Applejack shook her head. "Wuh?"

"I said, can you pass me the yams if you're not gonna have any?"

Furrowing her brow, Applejack finally realized that she still had the dish in hoof.

"Oh uh…" she swiftly scooped a fair portion onto her plate before passing it to her younger sister. “Yeah. Here.”

Applejack barely noticed the filly's thanks, her mind trying to figure out what had just happened. What was that? It surely felt like a daydream, but they never felt that realistic. And why had she spoken in Rainbow's voice? She filled the rest of her plate on autopilot, her mind too busy making sense of what just happened. The sticky feeling was starting to make itself known between her legs again, and she’d rather not have that happen at the dinner table. But as she scooped some food into her mouth, she couldn't help but hold onto the image of Twilight's nethers inches from her face, just begging to be devoured...

"Sis?" Big Mac asked, his comment registering somewhere on the fringes of her mind. Not having the presence of mind to respond, the stallion called out again, only to be met with the same effect.

"Sis!" he shouted this time.

Applejack jumped, startled by the volume of Big Mac's voice.

"Sheesh, Applejack!" Apple Bloom commented, "How do you expect us to include you in dinner if every time we ask you something you act like a snake jumped up and bit ya?!"

Bzzzz! the buttplug buried in her ass vibrated, the toy sending shockwaves through her body. Applejack let out a mixed groan of frustration and arousal, clutching her fork in a death grip.

"Something wrong, Rainbow?" Twilight asked, with what appeared to be genuine concern in her voice.

"I'm fine," Applejack responded, her face flushed with arousal from the anal toy.

A strangled moan sounded from Applejack's throat, the buttplug, while not huge per say, was still on the far side of very big. Even sitting in this chair would cause her muscles to clench around it, and even the slightest movement grinded it against her inner walls.

"Are you sure? You seem a little… jumpy."

Bzzz!

Applejack mentally ripped herself away from her fantasy, the pulses of arousal coursing through her body. She took a few deep breaths before looking at her sister.

"Sorry Bloom, I uh… must be a bit more tired than I thought," Applejack said, a little bit sheepishly.

"Maybe you should get to bed early then," Apple Bloom replied.

Applejack bit her lip. Maybe she should. A least then she’d be able to get rid of the itch between her legs!

"I think I will, but let's finish dinner first."

Thankfully, it seemed that her mind was done playing tricks on her for the time being, and Applejack was able to have a mostly normal dinner with her family. Finally being able to properly tune into the conversation, Apple Bloom was happy to repeat what she had just said about her latest cutie mark escapades. The rest of dinner passed without fanfare, and Applejack managed to bring her nethers back under control.

"Alright," Granny Smith said as they cleaned off the last of their plates. "I'll be right back with some pie."

"Awesome!" Apple Bloom exclaimed., "I’d love some--"

"--dessert," Twilight said as she leaned back from the table, exposing the positively titanic cock between her legs. It was big enough to make any stallion green with envy, twitching visibly with every heartbeat.

Applejack couldn't take her eyes of it. Twilight's member just looked so… delicious. Already a small stream of precum was running down it's length, and a shiny trail led to the pair of full, heavy balls contained within her drooping sack.

Applejack swallowed thickly, already beginning to drool. “Twilight…”

"Come on, Dashie," Twilight cooed, "I haven't stuffed you full yet, have I?"

Applejack slammed her hooves down on the table, shocking both Big Mac and Apple Bloom.

"I'm going to my room!" she shouted before turning away and bolting up the stairs. Seconds later they heard the slamming of a door.

"She doesn't want any pie?" Apple Bloom asked before letting out a shrug, "Oh well, more for us, I guess."

"Eeyup."

****

Applejack threw herself onto her bed with an exasperated groan. Shifting her legs, there was the distinct feeling of wetness between them, and the heady scent of her arousal was rapidly filling her room.

What was that all about!? Why was she suddenly fantasizing about her friends like that? Not that she didn't think her friends weren't worth fantasizing about, quite the opposite in fact, but to do so at the dinner table, with all of her immediate family present? There must be something wrong with her.

Ugh, the sensations were so clear. Even now she could feel the ghostly vibrations from the butt-plug coursing through her! Other than a few daring nights in her younger years, Applejack hadn't experimented with anal play. And none of those times had felt anywhere as good as what she just felt. No, no, thought she felt. Applejack let out a moan as another burst of arousal emanated from her marehood. But it had felt so good...

Applejack let out an annoyed groan. She was horny enough that simply ignoring it wouldn't make it go away, so there was nothing else to do but to take care of it. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs to expose her dripping marehood to the empty room, moaning in relief as she brought her hooves downwards and teased at her sensitive folds.

Applejack didn't bother to stop the soft, feminine grunts from escaping her lips. The farmhouse was built sturdy, and the odds of anypony hearing her were low. She built up a steady pattern quickly, one of her hooves softly caressing her slit as the other carefully exposed her clit, the sensitive nub happily poking outwards from her nethers. She gasped at the first touches, a lance of pleasure shooting to her core immediately afterwards.

It had been far too long since she’d done this. Her marehood was positively gushing, rivulets of her nectar running from her slit, the fluid covering her crotch in a sheen of sex. Letting out a loud moan, Applejack bit her lip as she teased her clit, the resulting burst of pleasure powerful enough to make her lift her hips off the bed. A steady stream of marecum dripped onto the bedsheets, and she collapsed back to the bed with an exasperated groan, the small release doing nothing to head off the building tension in her core.

It was usually a relatively quick journey to her first orgasm when she masturbated, which then cascaded into a quick chain of ever more powerful eruptions. She would ride the wave of pleasure as long as she could before stopping from either satisfaction or exhaustion, but right now she just couldn't get going. Gasping as she reached another small crest, Applejack once again fell to the bed in disatisfaction. It seemed she was going to need to try something else.

Her mind drifted back to the… fantasies she’d had at dinner. Immediately a burst of pleasure rocketed through her, and a loud moan escaped from her lips. Applejack kept on pleasuring herself through her renewed arousal, her hoof rapidly being drenched as marecum drooled from her nether lips in thick streams.

"So I have a reward for you, Dashie," Twilight said, swaying her plot back and forth in front of Applejack.

Applejack gulped, the presence of a collar around her neck easily identifiable. It was loose enough to be comfortable, but tight enough to be impossible to ignore. The butt-plug was still happily housed in her ass, grinding against her inner walls with every step.

"What for, Mistress?" Applejack asked. Her bloated gut slightly swayed beneath her as testament to her mistress' virility, and her mouth and throat felt pleasantly sore.

Twilight stopped in front her bedroom doors, turning around to give Applejack a proud look. "For following my orders, of course! I told you, Dashie, when you do as I say, you get rewarded, and if you don't, you get punished."

She leaned down and captured Applejack's lips in a heated kiss. Her tongue swiftly dove inside her lover’s mouth, and Applejack submissively allowed the lithe organ to dominate her own. For a while, the entire world disappeared, the sensation of Twilight's lips and tongue the sole sensation, but eventually she pulled away, a thick strand of their mixed saliva hanging between them.

"And right now, I’m very happy with you.” Twilight winked before spinning on her hooves, opening the heavy doors with a burst of her magic. “I think you'll enjoy what I have for you."

The room beyond was well lit, and Applejack's mouth couldn't do anything but drop open in shock as she saw what was waiting on the bed. Pinkie Pie's gloriously voluptuous plot was raised high into the air, her rear legs were spread wide by a spreader bar. Ropes stretched from her rear hooves to somewhere under the bed, making sure she wasn't going anywhere. Sheer black stockings hugged her lithe legs, stopping just under her ass, and a plastic box was strapped to her thigh, with wires leading out of it to multiple egg-vibrators located on her crotch. There was one on each of her nether lips, one on her clit, at least one leading deep into her marehood, and last of all, the end of a butt-plug, exactly the same as Applejack's own, filled Pinkie’s plot hole. Her crotch was positively drenched in a copious amount of her marecum, and steady rivulets of it were running down her thighs.

Bzzzzzz!

The vibrators on Pinkie buzzed. She letting out a loud whine of pleasure and frustration, a fresh stream of her nectar coursing down her legs.

"Well, come on," Twilight said, no small amount of satisfaction in her voice. "Let's take a better look at your prize for the night."

Applejack dumbly followed after, her eyes locked on her friend tied to the bed. The two of them walked around to Pinkie's front, and Applejack was once again shocked to find what she saw. Matching stockings were on her front legs, which were tied together and stretched in front of her. They in turn were tied to something under the bed, making sure Pinkie couldn't move from her face down, ass-up position. A shiny red ball-gag was in her mouth with thick strands of her drool falling to the sheets below, and what seemed to be ear plugs could easily be seen in her ears.

"Glorious," Twilight said, a broad smile on her lips, before turning to Applejack. "Well? What do you think?"

Applejack felt her mouth open and close a few times, trying to figure out what to say.

"Oh, this is entirely consensual, by the way,” Twilight added. “She was all too happy to help me out once I explained things to her."

Applejack looked from Pinkie to Twilight, the surprise still evident on her features.

"How long has she been like this?" Applejack eventually asked.

"Hmmm…" Twilight tapped her chin a few times. "Three hours and thirty-four minutes, give or take a few? I wasn't exactly keeping perfect track of the time as I got her ready."

Applejack once again didn't know how to respond.

"But do you want to know the best thing?" Twilight leaned in to whisper in Applejack's ear. "She hasn't been able to cum… not even once. Poor Pinkie Pie, tied to the bed and kept on the precipice of the biggest orgasm of her life, only to be denied it again, and again, and again..."

Applejack couldn't deny the effect Twilight's words were having on her. A blush rose to her face as her tail began to flick back and forth.

Twilight leaned back with a shit-eating grin on her face. "The only thing that can send her over the edge is a good hard cock pumping her full of cum. But what a shame, I’m afraid I’m rather pooped from our little fun earlier. It looks like I won’t be able to help her for a while.”

Twilight circled Applejack with a predatory grin on her face, making sure she brushed against her every chance she got.

"Well, Dashie? What do you say? Do you think you could help poor ol’ Pinkie Pie out?"

A purple cloud of magic suddenly enveloped Applejack's crotch. She let out something between a gasp and moan as the familiar tingling sensation of Twilight's magic made itself known, and slowly, what could only be a cock began to sprout from between her legs, the pillar of flesh quickly surpassing a normal stallion's in both length and thickness. After a short bit it stopped growing, and while not as large as the package Twilight usually carried, it was still long enough that she could suck herself off without any significant effort. A matching set of balls soon joined her new organ, the orange-sized orbs hanging low between her thighs. She could all but feel the massive amount of cum swimming inside them.

Slowly, a grin spread across Applejack's face. "Yeah, I think I could do that."

Twilight chuckled and gestured towards their bound friend, still writhing as much as she could in her bonds.

"She's all yours."

Applejack grinned as she stepped closer to Pinkie, the thick scent of a mare in need quickly filling her nostrils. She walked around in a slow circle, taking notice of the way her hard cock and heavy balls swayed with every step. It was impossible to not admire Pinkie's impressive physique, even more so with how sexy she looked as a panting, sweaty, and desperate mess. She stopped just behind Pinkie, taking in her gorgeous ass and dripping pussy, both full on display.

Applejack heaved herself up onto the bed, her hooves sinking into the soft, plush material. Feeling the vibrations, Pinkie let out a needful moan, her ass lifting even higher as her marehood winked lewdly, a fresh stream of her cum running from her slit. It was a shameless display of lust and desire, and it was one that Applejack couldn’t get enough of.

"You told me before how much you envied Pinkie's ass," Twilight said from behind her. Applejack turned and saw that her mistress was splayed out on a loveseat, not bothering to hide that she was masturbating herself to the sight in front of her. "Don't you think this is a good opportunity to show me just how much? I made sure she was nice and clean for you. Oh, and don't worry about lube. I took care of that, as well."

Applejack turned back around, the sight of Pinkie's huge plot dominating her gaze once again. Smirking, she reached a hoof upwards towards the butt plug happily buzzing away. At the first touch of a hoof on her plot, a moan of pure unabashed desire exploded from Pinkie's gagged mouth. She shoved her ass as far back as her bonds would allow, bringing her dripping nethers inches from Applejack's hungry gaze. Chuckling, she grabbed ahold of the plug and began to slowly, but insistently, pull it out of Pinkie's puckered ponut.

It was no easy feat. Pinkie's inner muscles were doing their best to hold the toy inside her, and the thick ring of her anus was clenching visibly, all but daring Applejack to try and take her prize. Not one to quit, Applejack tugged a little harder, and surely enough the shaft of the toy began to be revealed. It was still vibrating while Applejack slowly took it out, and Pinkie moaned deliriously from the source of pleasure leaving her.

A short while later, Applejack held the shiny, lube-covered toy in her grasp, and Pinkie’s plothole was left gaping slightly, all but begging for something else to fill it.

Applejack cocked her head as an idea came to her. It certainly wasn't something she'd do under normal circumstances, but Twilight did say she’d made sure Pinkie was nice and clean. Smirking, she leaned forward until Pinkie's plot filled her entire vision, then closed her eyes and extended her tongue. Pinkie let out a long, muffled wail at the first touch of a wet, slippery tongue on her sensitive plothole, but nonetheless bucked back into it, desperate for more of that heavenly feeling.

Back in her bed, Applejack's eyes shot open as she finally realized what she was fantasizing about. What they hay?! She certainly didn't have something for Pinkie's ass! Not that it didn't make her jealous from time to time, mind you, but that sure as Tartarus didn't mean she wanted to… to eat out her friends plot! Ugh! Applejack groaned as her persistent hooves reluctantly left her folds, and she shuddered as she came down from her high, a small final crest of pleasure coursing through her.

Applejack’s head was awash with pleasure and confusion. How had Pinkie even come into this!? She’d been fantasizing about Rainbow and Twilight! The fantasy kept playing in the back of her mind over and over, though, and she could all but feel her lips and tongue on Pinkie's ass. Her friend was absolutely quivering from the assault on her back door, and she’d never felt so utterly in control. Never had she even considered this could be buried in her subconscious, and the fact it was making her this horny was something else entirely.

Applejack decided that she didn’t care right now. She was horny, and this was shaping up to be the best orgasm of her life. She tossed those thoughts aside and let out a loud moan as she brushed against her engorged clit, smiling in satisfaction as pleasure lanced through her once more. Taking a deep breath and bringing one of her hooves to her vacant anus, she dove back into the fantasy with all the enthusiasm she could muster.

Applejack chuckled at Pinkie's distress. Despite how obvious it was that she was enjoying her ministrations, the poor mare was absolutely begging for a thick, hard cock to fill her. Well, thankfully Applejack had one of those dangling between her legs, and it was already leaking a steady stream of musky pre. Hoisting herself up, Applejack stepped up over Pinkie, draping her body over her friend in a clear display of dominance. Slowly, she slid her cock along Pinkie's slit, the vibrators still buzzing away on the defenseless mare. Pinkie threw her head back with a squeal, shamelessly grinding herself against Applejack as her repeated moans escaped the gag.

Ever so slowly, Applejack pulled backwards, lifting upwards to bring the head of her cock to Pinkie's still gaping anus. She felt the tingle of Twilight's magic surround her tip, making sure it was on target as the farmer pushed forward. She felt Pinkie’s insides stretching obediently, the muscular ring of her anus a distinct feeling on her tool.

Suddenly, Pinkie thrust backwards, and she impaled herself on over a foot of Applejack's throbbing rod.

They both let out a long strangled moans, the feeling of being buried in each other nearly an overpowering sensation.

From the side, Twilight let out a low chuckle. "Eager, I see."

Applejack smirked in reply, then planted her hooves firmly on the bed and widened her stance. Pinkie continued to let out needy moans, writhing and wriggling against her captor’s chest, her bound hooves preventing anything else. Slowly, Applejack began to ease in and out of her in small strokes, not pulling out more than an inch or two at a time to draw things out as much as she could. Pinkie moaned at the teasing, her voice spiking upwards as the vibrators let out a sudden, vicious buzz. Applejack gasped as the vibrations traveled through her cock as well, and her new muscles clenched as she coated Pinkie’s insides with more pre.

The sensations were overpowering, but nonetheless Applejack continued to make small thrusts in and out. The desire to see Pinkie begging beneath her was more enticing than her instincts to simply bury her cock in her friend and fuck her into the ground. But Pinkie wasn’t making that decision easy. Her ass clenched around her like a vice, the sheer tightness of her inner walls was awe-inspiring, and Applejack had to work for every single inch.

Suddenly, a sharp smack landed on her plot.

“AH!” Applejack's hips clenched instinctively as she drove the rest of her length in Pinkie's depths, her heavy balls impacting her friend’s marehood with a wet slap. Both ponies let out sounds somewhere in between shock and ecstasy, and then the vibrators started up once again, vibrating in both Pinkie's marehood and on Applejack’s balls.

“Oh, Celestia…” Applejack felt her tongue loll out of her mouth, letting some drool fall into Pinkie's mane.She pulled backwards, dragging her thick shaft out of Pinkie for another thrust. It took a surprising amount of effort, but soon enough a sizeable amount was out, poised and ready for re-entry. Applejack tried to pull more of her cock out, but the sheer size of it meant that she’d need to reposition to do that, and she wasn’t about to do that. Hardly pausing, she thrust forwards, burying herself to the hilt in Pinkie with one powerful motion, her hips impacting with a meaty thwap.

Thwap

Thwap

Thwap

Applejack began pistoning her cock in and out of Pinkie in a brutal rhythm, pulling out and burying herself as fast as she possibly could.

Thwap

Thwap

Thwap

By now, Applejack's hooves were in a frenzy, masturbating with an intensity she never imagined they could. The soft schlicking sound of a soaked marehood dominated the room, playing the melody to her deep, throaty moans. She could all but feel Pinkie's body writhing beneath her, and she was obviously in throes of ecstasy, as well.

Wait a minute...

For a split second, Applejack paused in her ministrations as a new train of thought formed in her mind. Her fantasy paused for a split second, and in that instant, Applejack got the distinct impression of somepony smirking at her.

And then her world exploded.

Applejack let out a literal scream as her perspective suddenly shifted to Pinkie's, her mind struggling to handle the sudden influx of information. The feeling of Rainbow's dick plunging in and out of her was overpowering, and the sheer size of the shaft spreading her wide was almost more than she could take. The steadily buzzing vibrators were dashing any semblance of rational thought, and one of the two in her pussy seemed to be perfectly located against her g-spot.

But still, none of that held a candle to the immense feeling of submission coursing through her. The ear-plugs meant that she couldn't hear anything but her thundering heartbeat. Her mouth was filled with her drool, the excess running down her chin in thick streams, and the stockings clinging to her legs just made everything even better.

But by far, the most powerful thing happening to her was the ropes tied around her hooves. Combined with the spreader bar, she couldn't move more than an inch in any direction, and her legs were forced to be spread wide while Rainbow ravaged her. She couldn't do anything but take the brutal pounding, her flank jiggling with every impact of Rainbow’s hips against her own.

Grunting, Applejack flipped herself over, lifting her plot up into the air as she continued to masturbate herself furiously. Sadly, her other hoof couldn't reach her plothole from this position, but the ghostly feeling of Rainbow pounding her ass was even more life-like. She felt her tongue hanging limply out of her mouth, a sizeable amount of her drool pooling on the bed, but she didn't care. She was too busy riding the near constant waves of ecstasy coursing through her to even think about the state of her sheets. On and on and on the assault of pleasure went, with Applejack's mind struggling to maintain the barest shreds of lucidity in the face of such an onslaught. She began to rock back and forth with every phantom impact of Rainbow's crotch against her ass, the stinging sensation of her butt being impacted so harshly somehow turning into lances of pure pleasure as they lanced through her body. She didn't even notice when her headboard began to slam against the wall, each impact making a thunk that reverberated through the old farmhouse.

With a final pleasure-filled sigh, Applejack finally succumbed to the torrent of pleasure, abandoning the last shreds of awareness past her ass getting so thoroughly pounded by her athletic friend. Every time she pulled her absolutely massive cock out, Applejack was left with a feeling of crushing emptiness, and unconscious moans of want escaping her open mouth as she begged to be filled to the brim once again. Thankfully, Rainbow wasn't one to deny her, and almost immediately the feeling of Applejack’s anus being stretched wide dominated her mind. The fullness of having her insides so thoroughly filled by cock-meat never failed to wring a scream from her throat, and Applejack soon lost all concept of time, her entire world boiling down into an erotic soup of pleasure and submission.

Eventually however, Rainbow's tireless thrusting became erratic, and some base level of Applejack's addled mind realized what it meant.

Applejack threw herself backwards, fucking herself on Rainbow's cock as much as she was fucking her. An instinctual part of her just simply wanted to be pumped full by those virile balls, and Applejack yelped as Rainbow suddenly slapped her jiggling plot, her hoof hitting the soft flesh in a brutal spank. The sudden pain sent Applejack to a new height of ecstasy, and her ass tightened around Dash's cock in a deathgrip. Rainbow's steady rhythm soon fell apart, and her dick began twitching and spasming wildly in the confines of Applejack..

And then it happened. Rainbow's dick bulged within her, and Applejack screamed once again as she felt the first rope of cum explode inside her. The heavy load blasted into her with the force of a fire hose, painting her insides in a sea of white. It lasted for what seemed like an eternity, the river of cum filling her to capacity, and within seconds Applejack was cumming right along with her, her marehood seemingly trying to match Rainbow's cock spurt for spurt.

But Rainbow's heavy balls weren't done. The second stream of cum came right on the heels of the first, forcing Applejack's stomach to stretch as it struggled to hold onto the massive load. Each successive spurt stretched her stomach farther and farther, until she looked thoroughly pregnant from her body struggling to make room for the final drops of Rainbow's release.

“Not bad, Dashie,” Twilight said from far away. “Not bad at all.”

And then suddenly, as quickly as it started. Applejack's fantasy collapsed. She fell limply to the bed as sleep claimed her, too worn out to savor the afterglow of her titanic orgasm. For a while, all was silent in the room, but then, in a thin, wispy trail, grey smoke began to emanate from thin air, quickly collapsing in on itself until Molly was left floating in the sex-filled air. The goddess let out a satisfied chuckle, looking at the passed-out pony beneath her with no small amount of satisfaction.

"Oh, my dear Applejack," she said as she glided towards the farmer. "Twilight is going to have so much fun with you."

Still chuckling, her horn lit-up as she whisked the majority of Applejack's excretions away before pulling a clean blanket out of the mare's closet. Humming a soft tune, she tucked Applejack into bed, making sure her pillows were properly fluffed as she pulled the blanket over her. Bending down, Molly gave Applejack a soft kiss on her forehead, the farmer murmuring in reply as she snuggled into her bed sheets

"Good night, my little pony," Molly said as she floated out of the window, leaving one satisfied mare behind her. Her sound-proofing spell left along with her, the sounds of the night quickly filling the bedroom once again.

On her way back to Twilight she made sure to look inside the window of the next room over, grinning devilishly as she saw a very awake, and very hard Big Mac inside. The stallion had a roaring blush on his face, barely distinguishable from his fur, but nonetheless his ears were angled towards the wall behind him where a sleeping Applejack lay. His cock, which was quite impressive for a stallion with no magical assistance, was tenting the sheets on top of him, and a dark stain above let Molly know that he seemed to be as leaky as his sister.

Molly clicked her tongue. Well, maybe her sound-proofing spell was a bit more lax towards a certain room of the house. But in her defense, Twilight only said to make sure that Applejack wouldn't be interrupted. She never mentioned that giving Big Mac some masturbatory material for himself was off limits.

Shrugging, she pushed away from the window and off into the night. Almost lazily, she made her way over the orchard. She could simply teleport back, but she felt like taking the scenic route for tonight. She looked up and admired Luna's moon hanging watchfully over Sweet Apple Acres, bathing the rows of trees and crops in the pale silver light.

It was good to be out of that room.

Author's Note

Alright! Got this up much faster than the last one didn't I? I enjoyed writing this one, and I'm happy with how it turned out. But trying to work out all those perspectives with AJ? That was a pain and a half. Nonetheless, I'll get started on the next chapter. Which involves an r63 Rainbow Dash, so look forward to that.

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As always, feel free to leave questions and critiques in the comments, I love to see them. Not to mention they inspire me to write faster.

That's it for now,
Gold4tune out, pce /)