Moonlight Harvest (x)

Fluttershy was dreaming. It was an uncannily vivid dream she had had several times in the past year.

By the light of the full moon, she'd take to the skies, flying so high she couldn't identify the few ponies who walked the streets of Ponyville by night -- much higher than she'd ever dare while conscious. She didn't even really like flying at all if she could avoid it. Yet, in these dreams, the typically timid mare always felt so calm, so free, so... powerful.

After a peaceful flight over the placid town, she’d touch down in the recently planted annex of the Sweet Apple Acres orchard, where the harvest was left alone to support the local population of vampire fruit bats. After making small talk with the bats and enjoying several apples -- which seemed even tastier in her dreams than in reality, and that was saying something! -- she would take flight once more, doing a few laps around the farm with a few bats to accompany her, then bid them farewell and return home for a nap before daybreak.

This time, however, while she was catching up on the bats' latest drama, something changed.

Crunch crunch crunch crunch....

Fluttershy's strangely sensitive ears perked in the direction of the sound. A pony? At this hour? She passed her half-eaten apple to the nearest fruit bat before unfurling her tail to drop from the tree she'd been hanging in, landing gracefully and looking for the source of the sound.

Sure enough, beyond the trees in the dead of the night, she could see a spot of red moving between the fields as plain as day. Spreading her powerful wings, Fluttershy licked her lips with an uncharacteristically smarmy grin.

Tonight, she would partake of a different sort of Apple.

MOONLIGHT HARVEST

by [insert brony here]

With a speed and grace she could never hope to achieve in the waking world, Fluttershy silently flew a wide arc around the pony she'd found tending his fields before sunrise, until she was able to land a few meters behind him undetected.

At least until her hooves hit the ground. She quickly folded her wings away as the large stallion rounded to find the source of the noise.

"Hmm? ...Fluttershy? What're you into at this hour?" Big MacIntosh asked, tipping his head incredulously.

Fluttershy smirked, taking a soft step closer. "I could ask the same of you."

"Got a little behind yesterday, so I figured I'd get up a mite early t' catch up," he replied matter-of-factly. He then cocked an eyebrow, simply staring expectantly at the yellow mare. After a moment's silence, however, his expression changed into one of concern. "Ya feelin' alright? Ya look awful pale."

Her smirk grew into a sultry grin. "I've never felt better."

"Hmm. If ya say so," he droned, turning away to return to his work. "Ya still ain't answered mah question."

Fluttershy licked her teeth as her sharpened eyes took in the rippling muscles and bulging veins of the massive stallion. "Couldn't sleep, so I came to enjoy the view..."

MacIntosh couldn't help but to chuckle softly. "I suppose it is a sight, ain't it? Glad somepony 'preciates mah hard work."

He turned to smile at her, but his eyes widened as her hind hooves met his ribcage. A second burst of pain and MacIntosh found himself sliding down a tree. Was he just bucked... by FLUTTERSHY?

The yellow mare's grin continued to grow as she swiftly flew to land atop him, pinning him down more with the look in her eyes than with her meager weight.

"F-Fluttershy, what're you--"

"Shhhh." She pressed her nose to his, forcing him to look her in her intense red eyes. She adjusted herself to straddle him, eliciting a nervous gulp from the stallion as she pressed her forehooves to his chest. "What's the matter, MacIntosh?" she whispered with a chuckle. "You act like you've never touched a mare before... Surely such a handsome, hardworking stallion...?" Fluttershy couldn't believe what was happening, but it was a dream, after all, and apparently this was where her subconscious wanted to wander tonight.

"I-I don' get off the f-farm much," Big Mac stuttered, flinching a little as Fluttershy began to subtly gyrate her body against his, maintaining her mesmerizing gaze.

"Shame," she mused, finally taking her eyes away from his to focus instead on a pulsing vein in his neck. Soon, she thought, enthralled by his increasing heart rate. Just a little more.... She touched her nose to his once more, letting her eyelids droop as she nuzzled up the bridge of his snout.

"F-Fluttershy...?" he said so softly that his voice broke. His breath shortened further as she rolled her pelvis against his once more.

She didn't have to look this time; she could feel her prey's heartbeat pounding beneath her hooves. Time for a taste....

With an animalistic look in her eyes, she spread her wings sharply as she bared her elongated fangs, scarcely giving MacIntosh the time to register was was happening before she dove in for the attack.

"WHAT IN EQUESTRIaaaaahhh...." His cry of terror gave way to a soft groan as Fluttershy's mouth found its target not at his neck, but between his legs. "Flu-- wh-- uhhh... I-I didn' know ya felt that way," he stumbled over his words as the mare worked her tongue around his flare, teasing his stallionhood out into the cool air.

Fluttershy couldn't believe it herself. She'd always been curious about her friend's stoic brother, but this dream seemed to be blowing it out of proportion more than a little. She knew she should be alarmed her subconscious had created such a lewd scenario, but all she could feel was an overwhelming and wild desire. And so she continued to suckle the tip of MacIntosh's rod, chuckling through her nose as his subtle reactions told her she was doing well.

As his shaft grew stiffer and more exposed, she released the tip and began to take long, slow licks up the sides, drawing further squirms and moans from the stallion. Before long, Fluttershy smirked and flicked her tail excitedly as Big Mac's stallionhood stood at full attention, the blood throbbing wildly inside it. Eyes half-lidded, she looked into her quarry's eyes and licked her chops. In the blink of an eye, she was straddling him again, her nose pressed to his and her eyes once again wild with lust.

MacIntosh shuddered as he took in the mare atop him, his eyes especially drawn to her outstretched wings. "I-I ain't complainin', but what's got into you?"

With a sultry giggle, she kissed his nose. She had to stand up to reach the massive stallion's ear, which she licked once before whispering, "You." In a swift and precise motion, she slammed herself down onto him, splitting her hymen -- huh, that's a strange thing to carry into a dream, she thought -- and taking his pulsing rod all the way to the hilt. It was incredibly painful, but somehow the pain only fueled her flame, and she wasted no time in beginning to ride the bottom half of his length.

MacIntosh groaned, laying his head back against the tree as the inexperienced mare found her rhythm. Fluttershy couldn't help softly hissing as his flare tugged at her insides. Hearing this, the stallion reached up to stroke her mane, causing her to shiver with delight at the unexpected tenderness. Her gradually dampening walls clenched involuntarily, causing both to moan in tandem. Before long, Fluttershy had developed a steady beat, and she smirked up at her willing victim once more, licking her teeth with relish.

Big Mac then placed his hooves on her flanks, drawing a soft yelp from her the first time he thrust upward to meet her halfway. Once her surprise wore off, she took on a devilish grin and began riding higher on his stallionhood, taking more of it in and out each thrust. Her efforts became more and more frenzied over the next several minutes, as evidenced by her twitching tail and flailing wings, until it was all she could do not to let her eyes roll back from the sensation of his entire length slamming in and out of her. Mac's breathing grew shallow as her own gasps grew higher, and Fluttershy's smile widened as she felt her conquest draw near.

"Aaahh... ha... oh, Flutter...shy," he wheezed, thrusting somewhat erratically as his flare stiffened.

The extra friction drove the wild mare over the edge, forcing her to release an earsplitting shriek. Big Mac quickly leaned forward in an attempt to lock lips with her a few thrusts before he'd come, but she instead latched onto his outstretched neck, pressing her fangs into his thick hide without quite breaking the skin. The stallion yelped as the unexpected bite caused him to finish a little sooner than he'd anticipated, and Fluttershy released his neck to let out a high-pitched sigh of delight for the cool splashes of Apple seed her prey had been helpless to prevent.

Spent, the stallion fell limp against the tree behind him, his breath husky and shallow. He shivered, his eyes rolling back in his head, as his assailant pulled herself free of his shrinking, hypersensitive shaft.

"Flu...tter-mmmph," Mac started, interrupted by a brief kiss on the lips.

The mare then leaned to his right ear, nipping it softly with a fang before whispering, "Sweet dreams are made of this...." She giggled as she spread her wings, taking off into the night and leaving the stallion too exhausted and disoriented to contemplate what had just happened.

Fluttershy woke the next morning feeling better rested than she ever had in her life. She always felt great after dreaming about Sweet Apple Acres -- perhaps by the same logic that somepony would be exhausted after a nightmare, she thought to herself. However, she found herself blushing profusely and hiding behind her mane, much to her animal friends' confusion, when she remembered the rather different direction it had gone this time. Even when she was in heat, her mind never strayed to such vulgar thoughts! It was only a dream, but... well, she took comfort in the fact that she and Big MacIntosh lived in the complete opposite outskirts of Ponyville. She wouldn't be able to look at him without blushing for a while.

SIX WEEKS LATER

Fluttershy fidgeted with her mane as she sat waiting in Nurse Redheart's exam room. She couldn't imagine why she had been vomiting so much the last few mornings. Twilight had not been able to find any illness with what spells she knew, and Fluttershy had taken extra care to ensure all her food was fresh and healthy... so what could it be?

Her ears perked as the nurse trotted back into the room, wearing an inexplicable smile. "Great news, ma'am! I got your blood tests back, and you're not sick at all. You're pregnant! Congrats!"

If Fluttershy's eyes had widened any further, they'd have fallen right out of her head. "W-what?" she gasped. "Th-that's impossible! I've never even had se--"

Her breath caught in her throat as a thought struck her. When Twilight had accidentally turned her into a vampire about a year prior, she had thought it all a bizarrely vivid dream... just like....

"O-oh... my...."