The cure to her problems.
Down the dusty dirt road Scootaloo trotted, she could see the walls of apple trees along both sides of the road. As she got closer she could occasionally hear a loud thunderous crack emanate from somewhere deep in the orchard.
Where could he be? She’s not really sure why she wanted to see him, or why she was so glad he wasn’t ‘with’ Mrs. Cheerilee after the potion incident. Maybe that’s him with the trees. She started towards the loud sound off of the road, somewhere deep in the orchard.
Another crack rang out from somewhere in the orchard, she could hear the sound of apples falling and hooves striking wood.
“You almost done with this area, Big Mac?”
“Eeyup.” His deep voice rumbled. He turned to ready another kick.
Scootaloo was disappointed he’s not alone, “H-hi M-Mac. Ms. Applejack…”
Big Mac missed his mark, and slipped backwards. "Oof!" He fell over clutching his crotch.
“Hah!” Applejack fell over laughing, “That’s gotta be the tenth time he’s done that! What’cha need little lady?”
Scootaloo was staring at his crotch, blushing, “O-oh.. Um… wh… have you guys seen Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom around?”
“Hnngg… eyup…” Mac grunted as he slowly stood back up.
“We sure as sugar have, sugarcube. Why don’tcha head up to check the house for them and wait while we finish up work ‘roun here? Won’t be but a minute.”
“Oh. Yeah. O-ok.” She turned towards the house and wandered her way to the Apple’s home.
Scootaloo could hear Applejack in the distance, “Need me to kiss it bett- Oof, I was jokin’!”
I should have thought of that. …why should I have thought of that? Why do I want to… to… ? What do I want to do? She wasn’t sure, but she wanted to do something. There was a fire in her stomach, or a little lower, about where her cutie mark would be. Suddenly, she was at the house, standing in front of the porch.
Two fillies were sitting on the porch.
Sweetie Belle looked up from her paper and crayons she was playing with. ”Hey Scoots, what’s up?”
Apple Bloom looked up, happy to see her friend.
“Hm?.. Yeah. Can… Can I ask you something?”
“Uh, sure, what do you need?” Sweetie Belle answered as she stood up and trotted closer to the orange filly, leaving her drawings with Apple Bloom.
“Do you ever…” Scootaloo blushed thinking about how lame her question was going to sound. “Do you ever get a really, really hot feeling in your stomach? But a little further down?”
“Oh… uh… wanna talk somewhere where we’re alone? Is that alright Apple Bloom?”
Uh, sure?” Apple Bloom said before collecting her things and went into the farmhouse.
“Uh… thanks, Sweetie? Where… should we go?” asked the embarrassed pegasus.
“Uhh, I know. Follow me.” Sweetie Belle trotted around the side of the house to the big red barn. “We’ll be safe in there.”
“Safe? From what? Why is the…” She paused, looking for a good description, “Why is the hotness not safe?”
“Oh, uh, you know, from ponies over hearing, so we could talk.”
“Oh. Oh! I knew that.” She followed Sweetie into the barn, kicked the door shut on her way in, but it didn’t latch leaving it cracked. “It’s a little creepy in here alone.”
Sweetie Belle trotted past a row of stalls, each one full of different types of apples all sorted out. “So, lets go over the symptoms. You say you feel hot, but it’s not a hot hot, right?”
“Um… It’s like a fire, but it doesn’t hurt. At all.” Scootaloo blushed a little, “Sometimes it’s big, and sometimes it’s little. It's been like this for about a week. It never goes away, but sometimes if I don’t think about it, I forget about it, and then I’m okay for a while.”
“Oh, I know what you’re going through.” Replied the little white unicorn, “Rarity told me all about the birds and the bees. Does your butt feel leaky and sticky when you’re like this?”
“Bees? Birds? What do they have to do with...“ Her eyes lit up with something Sweetie said, “Yes! I thought I… well, I wet myself. I haven't done that since I was a little foal. And now…” She blushes deeply “It… it’s been happening more often.”
“Don’t worry, Rarity told me that’s not actually pee.” Sweetie said, as she started to blush herself, “She said it’s a special honey, but you’re only supposed to share it with your special somepony.” Her face slowly started to really blush bright red. “But there is a way to make the feeling go down for a while, if you want me to show you…”
“Yes! It makes it hard to think, and I stutter around… I mean... I stutter a lot. Please teach me how to make it go away.” Scootaloo was practically on her knees in prayer. “These feelings are so uncool.”
“Okay okay, but you have to listen, this is a one time, thing, okay?” She looks around. “Up here.” She climbed a ladder up into the rafters where the haybales are stored.
Scootaloo followed Sweetie’s example and climbed on up. “If you only show me once, what if it comes back?”
Sweetie Belle climbed to the top and walked across the wooden floor covered in soft hay. “You should be able to copy what I show you on your own.” She started making a bed shape out of the hay.
“Oh, good… what are you doing?” she said once she was at the top, seeing Sweetie play with some scattered hay.
“You’re gonna want to get comfy for this.” Sweetie replied as she made two hills with a slow space in the middle, then sits on her haunches with her back against the hay hill. “Sit across from me, like this, okay?” Her hind legs are spread, framing her cute little filly flower, like a secret treasure. Her tail laying flat along the floor.
Scootaloo quickly trotted over and sat in a mirror image of Sweetie Belle.
“Okay so.” She pointed to her small white lower lips. “Do you know what this is called?” she said, poking her own labia a little to point it out, making the soft flesh squash slightly.
“Your kitty?" Scootaloo mumbled embarrassed “Why?”
“ Well, yes and no… This is a very important part of who you are. The proper name is the vulva. That's just the puffy outside part, okay? And see how yours is all red and pouty?“ She points at, but doesn’t touch, Scootaloo’s needy little mound.
“Uh…” She was blushing furiously, “Yes. Yes, mine looks… angry.” She looked at her lower self more closely, “Is that why it’s crying?”
“Partly. It's trying to tell stallions that you’re in season, but we need to take care of you, so you don’t get pregnant, cause you’re too young, understand?” Sweetie said, gently poking at her own mound and teats.
“S-stallions? But there’s only one… “ she loudly gasped and squeaks, stuffing a hoof in her mouth, ”Nevermind! I understand!”
“Okay… how about this?” Using both of her hooves, Sweetie spread her own lower lips a little showing a small bump at the top. “Do you know what this is?”
“My… happy button. Mom says it’s only for when I’m older. I thought about asking Rainbow Dash about it, but decided not to…”
“Well it is like a button, but different. It’ll help make the heat get hotter. Like fighting fire with fire.” She lets go of her vulva and the lips snap shut, rippling slightly from their mutual impacts. ”And you know you’re old enough when it does this.” She winks her clit out at Scootaloo.
“Hotter?” She staring at the button poking out, murmuring “Mine does that anytime I’m around him…”
“Around who now? Oh! Do you have a crush?” Sweetie Belle looks a little like Rarity when she senses juicy gossip in the air.
“What? No! I don’t like Big Mac!” She nearly knocked herself out with the force she put into stuffing both of her hooves in her mouth.
Sweetie Belle gasped, eyes widened to huge size. “Him? Really?” Her clit winks a few times rapidly. “Wh- how?”
Scootaloo’s clit subconsciously winked once just then. “Just ‘cause he’s strong and kind and nice and really handsome doesn’t mean I like him!” Her clit winked a few more times.
“Okay, okay, I need to show you what to do then.” Sweetie holds her vulva open with her hooves. “This bump, is called your clitoris, or clit for short. You rub it to feel better, and this,” She spread her opening wider her love canal opening slightly. “Is you vagina. Stallions put their penises in here to make foals. You don’t want that right now, so what I want you to do is start rubbing your clit, start gently at first, okay? You don’t want to go too fast… you’ll give it friction rash if you do. Trust me, that was not a fun week.”
“Okay…“ Scootaloo started rubbing softly, “Stupid button is disappearing.” She grabs a lip and pulls it aside, then proceeds to rub her clit as it bounces. “This is! This is good!” Scootaloo looked sharply at Sweetie Belle.
“Yeah, like that, the soft part that is hiding your clit from you is the hood, and you could just smush that down onto your clit to make rubbing easy.” She starts rubbing herself in small circles. “Just take it easy and do what feels the best.”
“Thanks!” She then pulled the hood back, and rests hoof against her clit, letting it wink itself on her hoof.
“So, then you just-” The barn doors down below suddenly bang open, cutting Sweetie Belle off.
“Whoo Whee, that sure was a whole heap of apples today, huh, Big Mac?
“Eeyup.” The sound of heavy grunting filtered up from below.
The sounds of carts and baskets being moved filled the barn.
Sweetie Belle gasped. “Oh no, keep quiet.” She got up and backed away from the edge of the floor and shrank against the far wall.
Scootaloo froze in place, He’s here! Suddenly, she was much wetter than just a moment before.
Sweetie Belle whispered to Scootaloo, “We’re gonna be in so much trouble if they find us…”
“Alright, Mac, you go wash up and I’ll finish up in here, okay?”
“Eeyup.” They could hear heavy hooves trod out the door and fade onto the distance.
Scootaloo whispered back as she made to hide somewhere. “Why would we get in trouble?”
“Because, they’ll say we’re not old enough to do this. So we have to be quiet and sneak out some how.”
They could hear boards squeak as somepony climbed the ladder.
Scootaloo stifled a gasp and looked around wildly, before hissing as quietly as she could “Hide in the hay!”
“Good idea.” Sweetie quickly made a pile of hay and hid inside it against the wall.
Scootaloo pulled the pile she’d been laying against over her, as she burrowed into the side of Sweetie’s pile, she held her breath as she tried to not whimper.
The hoofsteps reach the top, and step onto the floor.
“Hmm…” Applejack hmmed, “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say it smells like a couple of fillies have been having a little too much fun without me… I wonder where they went to…”
Heavy hoofsteps fell right next to Scootaloo’s ears.
Scootaloo’s lungs were burning, and she couldn't help a gasp, but quickly sucked it back in. Some of the hay got into her nose “Ah-Ah-ACHOO!” I’m dead. She froze as her face was uncovered, looking up at Applejack with terror in her little purple eyes. I can’t get Sweetie in trouble.
“Ah, now sugarcube, you don’t have to be afraid of me.” she was standing over Scootaloo, between her legs was a big orange stallionhood, throbbing with need, “Usually.” She reached forward and pulled Scootaloo into a gentle hug. “But this isn’t ‘usually’.”
Scootaloo was confused, calming, and a little happy, for some reason, “I... uh, what?” The hay is sticking to her backside a little. “I’m not scared.” The little orange pegasus said with a nervous grin.
“Smells to me like you’re in heat, is this your first time?” She sat back on her haunches, her big orange phallus bobbed slightly as she settled. Two apple sized orbs rested on the floor in a big soft sac. The cock is almost up to Scootaloo’s chin, a small trail of clear stuff was drooling out of the tip.
“Heat?” Scootaloo couldn’t stop staring at the stuff at the end of Applejack's… thing. She’d never seen it before. How had she kept that... thing hidden? “What’s heat?”
“Well, when a mare like me an’ you get to a ripe age, she’ll start to feel funny, and when you feel funny, your body ‘ll start throwing off all kinds of signals to the world telling stallions it’s time to make foals. This bad boy-” She flicked her cock with a hoof, making it rock side to side a bit, ” -is a cock, and this is what you need. Understand? Its full of special ‘medicine’ just for fillies, like you. But you gotta take it all or it won’t work, ready?
“Does that stuff work better than... using my hoof?” Scootaloo was entranced a little by the way it bounced slightly with each of her breaths.
“O’ course it does. But first, you gotta help me though, okay? I need a little help in making the ‘medicine’. You could start by giving my cock a hug.” The farm mare shook her hips, making the huge maremeat bounce off of her chest with a heavy thud.
Scootaloo grinned, “I can do that!” She scooted forward, putting her knees on either side of the fleshy sack, before wrapping her forelegs around the huge shaft. She nuzzled it softly, getting some of the clear stuff on her cheek, and glanced at Sweetie’s hiding spot before looking up at the blond maned mare. “Is this good?”
“Oh yeah… er, no, try licking the flat part at the top, okay?” Scootaloo could feel the shaft throbbing, and the balls shudder a little.
Sweetie Belle's eyes were wide, she was trying to quietly sneak herself and her pile closer to the ladder behind Applejack’s back.
“Here?” She tried to lick the top, where it’s flat, but get the hole and the top together. A little of the stuff clear got on her tongue. She swallowed it without thinking. It really doesn’t taste so bad…
“Mmm… that’s good…” Her pre is slightly salty with a strong flavor of apples. “See if you could fit that part in your mouth.”
Sweetie Belle was slowly turning around and trying to lower a hoof to the steps.
“What, this flat part? She tried to get the flat part on top in her mouth, but had to hug herself more around it to do so. She was having trouble watching Sweetie and doing this, but she wanted to make sure Sweetie got away undetected. She’s almost free…. Even though, I’m not really in trouble… This isn’t so bad. Sweetie might like this! “I do… Lif thif?” Scootaloo’s mouth was around the flair at the top.
“Uh huh… that there’s called the head. Its the part that feels really good on a stallion’s parts.” The apple farmer’s hips bucked slightly, causing the head to be pushed in a little then slide back.
Sweetie Belle was slowly making it down the ladder without having made a single sound thus far.
“Buf you’re nof a sthalion?” My mouth is full, but mom will forgive me for talking. I hope.
Applejack was looking down into Scootaloo’s eyes as she leaned back on her front hooves admiring the pleasure Scootaloo was giving her. ”You know, Sweetie, I already promised Rarity I wouldn’t touch you, so you don’t have to hide from me, sugarcube…” She looked over her shoulder at the white unicorn covered in hay hanging onto the ladder.
Scootaloo froze and swallowed slightly as she stared at Sweetie.
Sweetie Belle squeaked and fell to the floor below. “Oof… A-Applejack… you’re not going to tell her about this, are you?” Sweetie almost sounded like she was ready to cry.
“Nah sugarcube. I know Rarity think’s this is-” Applejack makes air quotes with her hooves. “-‘uncouth’ but it’s just a part o’ nature, you know?” She looked back down at Scootaloo and smiled. “And you have to promise not to tell nopony about this either, understood?” Applejack rolled her hips slightly to get the point made.
“I promith… Can we tho ith aghan?” Scootaloo pulled the cock out of her mouth, “I want the ‘medicine’ each time the fire’s back!
“Well, Ah don’t know… maybe if you do a really good job, I’ll let you get more next time you’re in season, okay?” With a throb a large gush of pre oozed out of the tip.
“Hawo?” Scootaloo asked with her mouth full again. “hawo thoo I thoo a gooth thob?”
“Well… first you need to start giving my friend here a massage…” She pats the side of her meat like a pet.
“Ohay.” Scootaloo started to rub it with her hooves. Since her body was wrapped around it, it started to rub against her chest. That gives me an idea I could massage it with me to! She giggled as she started to rub herself up and down against the monster meat pole. She still didn’t know what to do with the part in her mouth, though. “thith gooth?”
”Mmm… oh yeah… now… with your tongue, try to lick all over the head, especially the part that makes the tasty stuff.” She shuddered as she relished in the feeling of the silky soft belly fur rubbing up and down her shaft. “And be sure to drink all that you can, okay sugarcube?”
“Yeah!” she started licking all over the bottom of the shaft, and flipped her tongue up into the hole. It’s a little hard, but she manage to swirl it around the head, then licking the bottom again. All the while, she made sure to keep rubbing herself up and down Applejacks pole, sliding up until she would have to take it out of her mouth, and down until her kitty… her vulva touched her ballsack. Each time it touched, Applejack moaned a little, so she made sure to wiggle slightly each time the two parts touched. “Heeerrre?” For some reason, her voice was lower than normal, and was a lusty moan at that. Applejack’s balls twitched as Scootaloo moaned on her stick.
“Ohhh… yeah…” Applejack started to moan with each breath, and the tip of her cock was putting out a lot more pre. “You… ugh… you better stand up… but don’t let me out of your mouth, okay?” Her voice was shaky as the massive cock began to twitch every few seconds.
“Oohaay!” Scootaloo moaned again as she nodded. She stood up, but in order to keep it in her mouth, she had to lower her head, making it point almost straight down her throat. She made sure to keep licking all over the head.
“Mmmffff…” Applejack bit her lip as she slowly got to her hooves, being careful to not pull out. Her belly was resting along Scootaloo’s back as her hind legs started to tense up. Scootaloo could see the muscles built up over years of farm work as they began to bulge with stored strength. “Count-t t-to ten… then I need you to take a deep breath, and hold it, okay, sugarcube? This is very important that you do… I don’t wanna hurt you…” There was a strange whimper in her voice.
“Mhmm.” Scootaloo started to count, “Wan, thoo, thwee, four, five, thiks, theven…” Applejack’s body twitch against her back, “… ath, nine, then!” Scootaloo then took as deep of a breath as she could, and held it.
“Grrraahhhh…” Applejack pinned the pegasus filly in place and shoved nearly half of her length down Scootaloo’s throat, the filly could feel her neck and belly bulging out, then she felt the urethra along the underside of the massive cock throb as the first gush of thick cream was pumped directly into the pit of her stomach. Applejack grunted about a minute later as a second stream blasted its way in.
“Mirth!” The filly tried swallowing the ‘medicine’, but she didn’t have a choice in that. Instead all she could do was massage the shaft. She still kept trying to swallow. It was all she could think to do.
Scootaloo could see Applejack’s massive balls drop, then raise up as the next load was forced down her gullet. “Hnnnnnggggg…” Her hips started to hump slightly, to keep her cock pumping as she came. Each spurt lasted about ten seconds as she gripped Scootaloo’s body in the throws of orgasm.
Scootaloo started to have trouble holding her breath, and started trying to talk, but she couldn’t with so much cock in her mouth. All she managed was grunts. “Mrph! Math!”
With the next shot Applejack timed the spurt and pulled back as the cum burst out of the head. She just managed to pull out in the middle of a huge flood of cum, filling Scootaloo’s mouth and covering her face in heavy white strands of her apple seed.
Scootaloo started coughing as she sucked in air and cum. She took a couple deep breaths and then latch back onto Applejack’s cock, holding her breath again. She said to swallow it all!
“Awh lawrd…” Her hips moved on their own, and shoved the head down the filly’s throat again. This time the head began to grow, getting stuck just deeper that Scootaloo’s windpipe. The huge cock throbbed happily as it shot more cum down the tight passageway. “Hope you could hold your breath for a long while…” grunted the earth mare as she shoved her hard shaft even deeper down the filly’s tight throat. Scootaloo could feel the over stuffing of cum as it started to work its way past her stomach, filling her gut, and made more room for cum.
Scootaloo was not sure that she could hold her breath as long this time. She might pass out. She swallowed as best she could.
At last, the cumming slowed down and the cock began to deflate, giving Scootaloo room to breathe around the cock as the last twitch surged through. Applejack then pulled her cock out and sat on her haunches just as Scootaloo could feel the ‘medicine’ leaking out of her tailhole.
Scootaloo collapsed, fighting for air. She nuzzled up to Applejack’s big pillowy balls at the bottom of the shaft. She coughed. Smiling, she gave her thanks, “That was wonderful. Thank you, Ms. Applejack. I hope we could do this again!”
“Oh… don’t thank me yet… we ain’t done here.” Her big orange floppy noodle started to stand back up. Slowly rolling across Scootaloo’s face as it slowly got hard again. “We still need to administer some ‘medicine’ to your foal factory.” She slowly stood up and made to stand over Scootaloo, the orange monster slid across the filly’s face then down her belly before laying in between her tiny teats. “This might sting a little.”
“OK! I really liked it before!” Scootaloo felt her press softly on her kitt… vulva, and she shivered slightly.
“Now, you need to relax, and try to think of happy thoughts, okay?” Applejack said as she slid her hips back, then pressed the head to Scootaloo’s vulva. The head was nearly twice the diameter of Scootaloo’s whole marehood. “Okay, breathe calmly and think happy thought.” She smiled reassuringly when she looked down and saw her cum staining the base of Scootaloo’s tail from leaking all the way though her little body.
Scootaloo took a deep breath, Big Mac. Scootaloo Mac. Scootaloo Apple? She thought of all the ways she could be named if she married him, and her body practically started to turn into a filly shaped puddle as she murmur dreamily, “Scootaloo Macintosh.”
“Oh, if you could take me… whoo, you just might be able to take him…” Scootaloo could feel a hard yet soft force press against her lower body, Applejack grabbed onto Scootaloo’s shoulders tightly as she used more force to try to pry her way into Scootaloo’s tiny little cunt.
“A-hah! Th.. that’s yeah?” Scootaloo’s could no longer make much sense. It didn’t sting, it hurt, but… not in a bad way? Like… better than being spanked! The filly didn’t know why she made that comparison.“M-more. Please?”
“M-more? B-but I’m not even… alright… you asked for it…” Applejack replied as her front hooves clamped down onto Scootaloo’s shoulders, and with a messy splatter of filly juice and a wet splort sound, the head of the orange cock finally popped inside, just past the tight band of the lips. “Oohhh… you feel goooood…” Applejack rested her forehead against Scootaloo’s forehead, then nipped at the tip of her muzzle.
Scootaloo brayed in pain and pleasure, crying out as something as a feeling she never even imagined made itself known in her. “Yes! I feeel greaat! Please! Do it again, please!”
“I… just gimme a moment, sug’ you’re awful tight.” With a small thrust she slowly sank a few more inches into the tight constricting tunnel. “This ain’t fair…” Scootaloo could feel the giant shaft slowly as it moved its way up inside her body, marked by a bulge showing where the head was, just inside her belly, just above her teats.
“Hnng!” Scootaloo grit her teeth as the cock filled her vulva. Much better than a spanking! She’d never told anyone how much she loved those, but this was so much better! She began keening as it filled her.
She felt a stop as something pressed at her opening.
“Ohh… dear… You can take this bad boy, show me.” As she pressed further, Scootaloo felt a pressure on her vulva as something tried to stretch her just a little wider. At the same time, some of Applejack’s cum was being squeezed out of both ends by the size of her shaft forcing its way in. “Half way there…”
Scootaloo fought to keep swallowing the ‘medicine’ as it came back up out of her belly. “H-half?”
“Uh huh… now for the medial ring.” With another forceful grunt, she pushed past Scootaloo’s already stretched opening again, with a second pop, now the shaft continued to enter. The head of her cock threatening to crush Scootaloo’s lungs. Cum was freely flowing out of her ass at this point.
“Agug?” Scootaloo tried to ask about the middle ring, but too much ‘medicine’ was coming out of my mouth at this point.
After a few more seconds of grunting, Scootaloo finally felt Applejack's heavy balls rest against her butt. “Whoo… are you ready to start, finally?” the farm mare giggled slightly, looking a little worried. Scootaloo could feel and see a bulge all the way up her belly and could feel the head of the tower of meat throbbing inside her rib cage.
Scootaloo felt like she’d just eaten a huge meal. She swallowed the ‘medicine’ in her mouth, but it didn't go down. Having no other way to respond, she nodded as vigorously as she could and smiled, a little ‘medicine’ oozing through her teeth.
“Alright. Try to relax, and let me do all the work.” She slowly started to pull out, stopping when the medial ring tugged the lips outwards, then slowly slid back in. Trying her best to not cause any internal damage as she moaned, “Ohh… yeah…” Then she started to get an easy rhythm going. Every out stroke, stopping when the medial ring was stopped by Scootaloo’s tight entrance.
It was hard to describe for Scootaloo, what she was doing. Scootaloo would feel full, fuller than she’d ever been, and then empty, needing to be full again. It hurt, a little, but.. on one of the out-strokes, she swallowed the ‘medicine’. “Faster, please.” She loved the look of surprise on her face...
“Dadgum… alright… but if I kill you, it’s your fault. Got it?” Applejack replied in bewilderment. On the next down stroke, she pulled out past the medial ring all the way to just the head being inside, then she shoved the whole thing back in with a single pounding thrust. “And I ain’t got time to be burying your body out in mah fields. I’ve got things to do.” She finished her statement with another out stroke, then started to find her rhythm. Every out felt like it was trying to pull Scootaloo’s whole vagina out with it, pounding the filly’s body like a giant fleshlight.
It was hard to breath when Applejack pounded in, but Scootaloo soon started to take her breaths when Applejack pulled out. “‘It hurts soo good!” With every thrust, ‘medicine’ shot out of Scootaloo‘s gritted teeth.
“That’a girl… just relax… Applejack’s Gotcha.” The well endowed mare kept her rhythm steady, slowly adding more power with her patented applebucking thighs. Each thrust was starting to feel like the full force of a freight train slamming it’s way into Scootaloo‘s tiny filly body. She could feel the head of the cock starting to expand, filling her even more with every bone shattering thrust.
As soon as the head stopped expanding she felt the length throb, but Applejack just kept on pounding filly’s cunt silly. Then, an unexpected warmth flooded Scootaloo‘s insides, and with every pump more joined her insides, and with every thrust, a tidal wave squirted out around the length of mare meat buried deep inside Scootaloo’s abused foal factory, threatening to split her body in two like a piece of meat in the jaws of two hungry timberwolves.
Eventually Applejack slammed her hips home, and held still, the throbs of her rod strong enough to lift Scootaloo’s body off of the floor and set her back down repeatedly.
Applejack was gasping and panting for breath, she tried to pull back, but her cock’s head was still flared locking Scootaloo in place. Perched on the end of her cock like a sex trophy. Scootaloo felt her freeze up as she lost her mind, and her cunt clenched down on the shaft of pleasure. “You… all good now…?” Still panting, Applejack tried feebly to pull out, but couldn’t. And she was buried to the hilt. So she rolled onto her back and her cock lifted Scootaloo up and laid her across Applejack’s chest. She nuzzled the top of the filly’s head and kissed her forehead like a foal just after having a nightmare.
“Goood now…” Scootaloo was drooling a little ‘medicine’, and felt better than she had ever remembered. She moaned again, “Good...“
Applejack leaned her muzzle down and licked the drool and cum off of Scootaloo’s face, and began to groom her like her own foal, while still buried deep inside of her tight cunt. “That good, huh?”
“Good…” Scootaloo smiled, looking up at Applejack, “Is really good…” She smiled dreamily.
Applejack looked out the window. “Awe shucks, I’m gonna be late for bed, I’ve got work in the morning.” She rolled onto her side, Scootaloo flopped onto the floor. “Welp, we better get you to bed too.” She trotted to the ladder and climbed down, Scootaloo was still on her shaft bouncing around as she moved.
A little ‘medicine’ tried to come up as Scootaloo bounced, and she swallowed it back down. She twisted on the cock and hugged Applejack’s barrel as she descended. “Good…” She smiled again, closing her eyes.
“Uh huh, now come on, we gotta get you cleaned up before you can go to sleep. We can’t have you all sticky in bed, now can we?” She stepped hoof on the ground. “Now, you’re a little stuck, so I need you to hang onto this ladder as hard as you can, okay?”
“Uh-huh.” She wrapped her forelegs around the side of the ladder and hung on tight. “I’m ready.”
“Okay, now, I’m gonna start pullin’ out, and you need to just try to relax and let go, alright?” Applejack said as she started to slowly lean her body backwards, Scootaloo’s tight entrance clamped to the limp shaft the only thing pulling on her, starting to make Scootaloo’s spine pop in a pleasant way.
Now this felt like nothing Scootaloo had ever felt before. Like she was partially becoming less than she was. She gritted her teeth. “Almost, I think!” Even though Scootaloo could feel it in her, she couldn’t tell exactly where it was.
With a grunt Applejack pulled back harder in quick short jerks. “Come on you stubborn ol’ thing.” She muttered as she groaned in frustration.
Scootaloo felt was like she was getting kicked in the stomach, but it barely hurt. In fact... “Hah? Keep going.” The fire in her loins was slightly bigger again.
Applejack growled darkly, then with a powerful yank she pulled back with all her might. “Consarnit!” She cursed in irritation.
“Hahhh!” Scootaloo’s arms were almost pulled from their sockets, and she felt the head go right to the entrance of her ki-vulva. “Again! You’re almost out!”
With a loud plop and a grunt Applejack was let loose and goes flying across the room. “Hnn- woaahh!”
Scootaloo let out a sigh of relief as she looked down, but turned to worry as she notice how much of the ‘medicine’ was escaping. “Ms. Applejack! I’m spilling your ‘medicine’!” she tried to hold it in as she looked at her. “Are you okay?”
“Ah’m fine…” With a grunt she pulled herself out of the pile of apples she had landed in. “Ahn’ don’t worry about just let it go where it wants ta okay? You got plenny drippin’ outta both holes, you should be fine for a while.”
“OK, Ms. Applejack.” She let go, and watched as a small flood dripped down her legs. Unconsciously, she tried to hold it in, and it slowed to a trickle. Scootaloo changed her mind, “I want the medicine like that from now on…” She blushed and looked down at the ground, “If you don’t mind…”
“Oh, I don’t mind at all. And It’s just Applejack, not no miss, got tit?” She turned for the door and made her way to it. “Now come on, let's get yah clean before that stuff dries into your coat. Trust me, its a bitch to get out.” She trotted out into the cool night air.
“Yes, Ms… Yes, Applejack.” Scootaloo began trotting after her, but stopped and looked back, “Are you coming too, Sweetie Belle?”
“Almost…” Sweetie Belle was panting, eyes crossed with both hooves furiously beating her cunt into submission. “I’ll… catch you… later...”
Scootaloo tilted her head, “Okay... but the medicine really did work better…” She turned to follow Applejack.
“S’okay… I’ve got my oOOOAA!!!!nnn… ahh…. finally…” She sighed, and soon Scootaloo heard little snores.
Scootaloo caught up to Applejack, and nuzzled her side as they walked, “Thank you for giving me your medicine, Applejack. I really liked it.”
“No problem, sugarcube. Its somethin’ all mares have to go through, and we gotta stick together, right?” She smirked and lead Scootaloo up to the bathroom and started the water. “Come on in, don’t be shy.” She eased herself into the tub and scooted her back against one end.
“I’m not… well, I won’t be shy.” Scootaloo blushed as she stepped into the warming water. “I have a question though. You said that was your… stallionhood? But you’re a mare, right? Am I going to have one when I become a mare?”
“Maybe, but you ain’t old enough to learn nona that yet. You still got plenty of time to be a filly, try to enjoy it, okay?“ Scootaloo looked down between Applejack’s legs, there is nothing more than a normal marehood and pouty ponut.
“Oh, I will! And I really did enjoy getting the medicine. Does Big Mac… do all stallions have a stallionhood?” Scootaloo looked away and blushed.
“Yes they do, and some day, you’ll find your own stallion to be with and he’ll help you with that heat every time you need it.” After a thorough cleaning and scrubbing of the cum from fur, she lead Scootaloo to Applebloom’s room, where the crusader was already asleep.
Scootaloo curled up next to Apple Bloom, and finally, the excitement from the day got to her. She was asleep before Applejack even tucked her in.
Applejack kissed both fillies on the forehead before she trot out of the room.
End.
