Applejack yawned as she walked into the kitchen and saw Big Mac sitting at the dining room table, eating a bowl of oats and milk. As she saw that white substance, her mind immediately flashed back to the previous night; having forced Big Mac to have three huge orgasms to that milking machine, and him, in turn, making her have countless of her own to his tongue and muzzle, before both passing out from pure exhaustion in a mare-cum-soaked heap with each other in the barn.

About an hour ago, they'd managed to force their aching and drained bodies up and into the house, then together into a hot shower, with the hot water only moderately helping their exhausted bodies. Lucky for them, the lower house had been empty, Apple Bloom having gone to school, and Granny Smith always sleeping in late.

Big Mac looked up at her, then back down to his bowl of oats. "Mornin'." he said simply, before taking another bite. Applejack sat across from him and poured herself some oats, before then noticing the odd consistency of the milk as she poured it on top. It was really thick.

"Hey, uh, Mac? 'Bout last night..." Applejack started, only to be cut off by Big Mac raising his hoof, silencing her.

"Look, sis, we both got kinda outta control. It's ahlright." He said simply, before giving her a genuine smile, which she returned.

"Y'sure Cheerilee'd be alright with this? Ah mean, y' ARE her colt-friend."

"Applejack, yer mah sister and y' needed my help. I'm sure she'll understand. Ah've told her about our previous rendezvous durin' some of yer first heats, an' she actually seemed t' think it was pretty hot th' kinda love we share."

Applejack simply sighed, then looked down to her oats, her smile still there. "Ah suppose. Wern't like it was planned er nothin' after all." Applejack then felt her thoughts brought back to the full containers left in the barn, the thought of the sheer amount of her brother's virile cum still leaving her in disbelief. "Ah still can't believe y' filled ALL a that cylinder full..." she said, still in awe of that fact; "Ah mean, that's, at LEAST, a quart..."

Big Mac simply smirked. "Yeah, an Ah never seen a mare cum many times as you did neither sis. It was like y' never stopped spurtin' or clenchin' on me!" he said, remembering having counted at least six individual orgasms throughout, then countless more in a chain after. It was all somewhat of a blur past his own first climax, but the memory of his pleasure and her grinding on his muzzle each orgasm she'd had being so many that it was extremely hard to forget them all. Especially the one where she'd actually squealed out and had the most adorable blush on her face...

As she took a bite of the bowl of her oats, Applejack tasted the distinct taste of 'stallion' that she'd remembered from last night, her memories of the previous night drawn sharply back into focus as the once-dim burn in her belly grew stronger, the taste of stallion bringing her breeding instincts to the front of her mind.

"Uh, bro, is this what Ah think it is?" Applejack asked, taking another bite just to be sure. Yep, still tasted like stallion milk, and more specifically her brother's own special brew.

"Eeyup. Saw no sense lettin' all that 'milk' go t' waste, af'er all Ah went through to make it. Ain't so bad once y' get used t' it..."

"Hey, uh, bro? Would y' like t' do what we did last night again sometime maybe? " Applejack asked, her heat once again burning hot at the scent and taste of a stallion's virile fluid, only to receive a knowing smirk from him as he picked up on her needing scent, his stallionhood already starting to present itself; "Like...maybe now for example?"

"Eeyup, so long as Ah can stop at two."

"Deal."

Author's Note

...and then Apple Bloom found the weird 'milk' in the fridge and took a big chug. She'll never look at milk the same way again.

After all this was brought up some time later, Applejack and Big Mac gave Apple Bloom 'the talk' about where foals came from, and indeed how to prevent foals when her first heat came, then explaining what they'd done in that barn and why. Apple Bloom seemed to understand and take it well, but still was disturbed she'd drank her own brother's seed. Though was it REALLY that bad?

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