"So then Flitter is all like the 'I don't think these are snow clouds'."

Rainbow's friends chuckled at her joke. All except for Applejack who seem to be off in her own world ideally twirling her tea cup.

"Hey AJ, you alright?" Rainbow asked. "You seem a little out of it."

"Yeah I'm fine," Applejack replied. "Just had a full on weekend due to a logistics change at the farm."

"Well that's a relief," Pinkie stated. "I was worried that you were bummed out about Big Mac getting a stud licence."

The room went silent as everyone stared at the party mare.

"How the hay do you know that?" Applejack demanded.

"I ran into him this morning and he said he was going to go fill out an SL491 form at town hall."

"How do you know that's what you fill out to get a stud licence?" Twilight asked.

"I helped out the Mayor with the filing at town hall so I know what most of the forms are for. The real question is how I know what the hypothalamus is." She then staged whispered to Rarity. "It's a part of your brain."

"Rewind this a bit." Rainbow Dash interjected. "You're brother is going to market?"

"Don't call it that." Applejack snapped. "But yes, Big Mac's gone to a get a stud licence. Before anyone asks the farm's doing fine." Her five friends visibly relaxed at that last part. "Granny Smith just got a bee in her bonnet over Big Mac following the family tradition of getting a stud licence."

"Well I'm glad to hear the farm is alright but this certainly is a surprise."

"It's aggravating is what it is," Applejack grumbled. "It's bad enough that most mares in town stare at him as if he's the last slice of cake at Sugar Cube Corner but now they'll be allowed to have their way with him. I'm just glad none of you are into my brother like that."

Applejack noticed that the room had gone silent again.

"Wait none of you are attracted to my brother, are you?"

Twilight rubbed the back of her head nervously before deciding on a diplomatic approach. "Well you see, from a strictly biological stand point, your brother has certain features that mares are likely to find desirable when searching for a potential mating partner."

Applejack stared blankly for a moment. "What?"

"You're brother is hot as hell." Rainbow Dash said bluntly. When she saw everyone staring, she added. "What? we were all thinking it."

No one responded but the lack of denial to Rainbow Dash's statement spoke volumes.

"I don't believe it, ya'll are lusting after my brother."

"We're not 'lusting' after your brother." Rarity replied. "Although I must confess that when he was fixing my fence and decided to take his shirt off it did make focusing on my work a tad more difficult."

"Or that time he was unloading hay bales in the town square." Rainbow Dash added. "Half the weather ponies got stuck in a holding pattern until he finished."

"Why the hay are you looking at my brother like that, Dash?" Applejack asked. "Ain't you and Pinkie Pie got a thing going on?"

"No we don't have a thing." Rainbow Dash snapped. "Honestly, I let Pinkie lick cake frosting out of my crotch one time and suddenly everyone thinks we have a thing going on."

"It wasn't just one time," Pinkie said with a sly grin.

"Zip it!" The blue pony said before returning her attention to Applejack. "The point is that Big Mac is sexy and available. I mean the only other stud in town is Bulk Biceps and you can tell from his wing span he's not carrying heavy equipment."

"Rainbow that is completely uncalled for." Twilight scolded.

"Absolutely, wingspan in no way indicates penis size," Fluttershy added. "Even if it did why does it matter? A stallion's ability to pleasure a mare is not reliant on how big their dick is, in fact, an overly large tool could actually be painful. And if it is so small that it can't provide enough stimulation you use other techniques like fingering, oral and toys." She noticed the rest were staying. "What? I'm shy, not repressed."

"She's right though," Pinkie stated. "I mean lesbian couples can have active sex lives and they don't even have dicks...that we know off...huh." She turned to Twilight. "Hey Twilight, would you still call it a lesbian couple if one of the mares secretly had a dick?"

The princess paused for a moment. "I assume so. I mean gender identity and sexual orientation are two separate things. If a pony identifies themselves as a mare despite having male genitalia then it stands to reason that if she was in a relationship with another mare then it would be considered a lesbian relationship."

"I've got to go take a leak," Applejack stated abruptly before standing up and leaving.

Pinkie chose to continue her questioning.

"So then would it still be considered a 'straight' relationship if the 'stallion' in the relationship didn't have a dick?"

"Of course it would," Rainbow replied. "I mean look at Cadence and Shining Armour."

Rainbow was promptly blindsided by a levitating book.

Applejack was washing her hands in the sink, grumbling to herself.

"Uh...Applejack." The farmer looked up from the sink to see Fluttershy standing there. "Are you ok?"

"Oh I'm just dandy," Applejack replied. "What mare wouldn't love finding out that her best friends secretly want to bone her brother."

"Now Applejack that is not fair." Fluttershy scolded in a motherly tone. "You asked us a question and we answered truthfully."

"Yeah well some truths are harder to hear than others, I mean how would you feel if we talked like that about your brother?"

Fluttershy simply raised an eyebrow.

"Alright, bad example," Applejack admitted. "But you know what I mean."

"Yes I do, but what we were stating was simple biological attraction." The yellow mare replied. "Can you honestly say there's no pony you're attracted to or have fantasised about."

Applejack paused thoughtfully.

Applejack was in lying in her bed. It was night time and the only light in the room was from a nearby lamp. In her hand was a sports magazine. It was a swimsuit edition featuring some prominent members of the Wonderbolts. She had it open on a full page picture of Soarin in a tight green speedo.

Meanwhile, her other hand was under the sheets. Her fingers pumping in and out of her pussy as she fantasised about what it would be like if Soarin was actually there.

Slowly stripping and letting her run her hands over his taut body.

Undressing her while planting kisses on the parts of her body he was gaining access to.

Kissing him fully before pushing him onto the bed.

Sensually crawling up his body.

Pulling down the briefs to reveal his hardening member.

Straddling him as she lined up his hard cock with her hot member.

Applejack let out a guttural moan as her back arched slightly. She was so damn close.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

Her ministrations stopped when she was interrupted by a loud banging on the wall.

"Damn it AJ! Some of us are trying to sleep!" Big Mac's voice called through the wall. "If you're gonna do that, go to the barn like the rest of us."

Applejack grumbled as she got out of bed.

"No more privacy than a fricking goldfish."

"Okay, I get your point." Applejack conceded. "It's not the attraction that bothers me. If one of you wanted to date my brother I would be more than happy with it. But the idea of ponies just using him for sex bothers me."

Fluttershy tilted her head. "Using him? He is a consenting adult providing a service. If you feel that Granny Smith is pressuring him into doing something he is uncomfortable with then the fault lies with her but that has nothing to do with anypony else. And it's not like he's becoming someone's sex slave. Even as a stud Big Mac reserves the right to refuse a transaction he doesn't agree with. If the problem is that you're uncomfortable with the idea of ponies having consensual but no strings attached sex with your brother that is your problem, not theirs."

Applejack stared at Fluttershy for a moment.

"You may have a point there, sugar cube. Sorry I snapped at you."

"It's alright," Fluttershy assured. "I understand that this will be an adjustment. But if it makes you feel better I'm not interested in hiring your brother."

"Okay then."

"Yeah I'm happy sticking with Bulk Biceps," The yellow mare explained. "He knows what I like and is really good with his tongue."

Applejack blinked at Fluttershy as the two started to walk back.

"You know, I'm not sure what to think of this new side to you."

Fluttershy shrugged. "Again, that's your problem, not mine."

The two mares made it to the back the main hall.

"Darling, you're back." Rarity stated. "We wanted to apologise for some of our previous statements regarding your brother. It was unbelievably crass and insensitive of us."

Applejack paused, and after glancing at Fluttershy turned back to her friends. "You know what? It's fine, I would rather you be honest with me."

"Just the same. Know that we value your friendship over any attraction we feel for Big Mac." Twilight said. "I would never jeopardise that just to solicit your brother."

"Yeah, that would be pretty uncool." Rainbow Dash admitted.

"I certainly wouldn't risk our friendship or the cohesion of the Ponytones." Rarity said.

"Even if we weren't friends I wouldn't go there," Pinkie stated. "It would be too awkward."

"Because there's a chance you two might be related?" Applejack asked.

Pinkie was silent for an uncharacteristically long time.

"Yes." She finally replied. "That is the reason and nothing else."

By the time Applejack finished brunch she ran into Big Mac on the road back to the farm.

"Hey, Big Mac." She said. "Get everything sorted at City Hall?"

"Eeyup." Big Mac held up his hand to reveal the pinkie ring he was wearing as proof. "The actual licence will be posted out to me."

"And how are you feeling about this?"

Big Mac paused thoughtfully. "Pretty okay, actually."

Applejack gave him a reassuring pat on the arm. "Then that's all that matters."

Big Mac smiled at her, understanding the hidden meaning behind her words. "Thanks sis."

"No problem. So have you thought about where you're gonna set up shop?"

"Excuse me?"

"Hey, I may still need some time getting used to the idea but if you're gonna be doing this, you might as well do it right," Applejack replied. "Not all the mares are gonna want you doing them at their place so you will need to have a bed of your own to offer."

The red stallion shrugged. "To be honest I hadn't thought that far."

"Well I suggest you get to work on that. You can't exactly be like Grandpa and just rut the poor mares on that old stump in the west field."

"Now now AJ, be respectful." Big Mac said with a good-natured grin. "That stump carries a long tradition of use."

"It carries splinters, that's what it does."

Big Mac didn't respond to that but the two siblings shared a brief chuckle as they walked in comfortable silence. After a short while Applejack was the one to break the silence.

"Hey Big Mac, this kind of a random topic but is there any reason things between you and Pinkie Pie could be awkward?"

Big Mac paused.

Big Mac was in a field surveying his surroundings. The barn raising just been interrupt by an unexpected flock of Pinkie Pies. After said flock ran off Applejack went to town to get help from her friends. Big Mac meanwhile was sent to try and track the Pinkies down. As he was walking through some tall grass a wild Pinkie Pie appeared.

"Are you a clone or the original?"

The Pinkie skipped in spot repeating the phrase. "Funfunfunfun..."

"That doesn't really help me."

The Pinkie then seemed to notice Big Mac for the first time. "Fun?"

"Errr..."

She closed the distance and start running her hands up and down the front of Big Mac's shirt. "Fuuunnn."

Seeing the warning signs, Big Mac took a big step backwards. "You know what's fun? Hide and seek! You go hide and I'll come looking for you after I finish counting to a billion."

Undeterred the Pinkie closed the distance and pressed herself against him. He would have taken another step back but the Pinkie prevented by reach round and getting a firm grip of his butt with both hands. That combined with the soft breasts pressing against him was making escape a touch more difficult.

It became increasingly difficult when he felt another pair of breasts pressed against his back. He glanced look back and saw that it was another Pinkie Pie. He then noticed a Pinkie to his left and a Pinkie to his right. It was an ambush.

"Clever girl," he muttered.

While the Pinkies manically repeated the word 'fun', they got to work creating some fun. The Pinkie at Big Mac's back at first seems content sticking her hands up his shirt but soon she grew tired of that and reached down and started kneading his bulge. He would have tried to stop her but the Pinkies to either side had captured his hands. One hand was being rubbed against a Pinkie's breast while the other one was had been put between a Pinkies legs.

The Pinkies then started trying to pull Big Mac down the ground. Knowing what would happen he refused to budge despite the Pinkies efforts. Though valiant, his rebellion was crushed when a previously unseen Pinkie came in at a running start and dive bombed him crotch first into his face.

The force of the impact and the shock of Pinkie's naked pussy in his face was enough to topple the mighty stallion. While the grass softened his fall, the Pinkies soon had him pinned. The pussy continued grinding into his face while both of his hands seemed to have found their way into some warm openings of their own. He felt the weight of a pinkie pinning down his chest and a tugging at his pants told him what the last Pinkie that he knew of was up to. Fortunately, the Pinkies seemed unclear of how buttons and zippers worked. Unfortunately, they seemed to be learning as soon he heard the sound of his zipper being pulled down.

Mother of mercy, is this the end of Big Mac?

"GET OFF HIM!!!"

At that, the Pinkies stopped what they were doing and started to scurry off. When he got his bearings again he noticed Pinkie Pie standing nearby and brandishing a big stick.

"GET OUT OF HERE YOU HORNY HOOLIGANS!"

She looked down and saw the expression Big Mac had on his face. It was not exactly angry but it wasn't exactly relieved either.

"Hey Big Mac, sorry about that." She said nervously. "You okay?"

"Eeyup."

"Never speak of this again?"

"Eeyup."

"Well, she did put pictures of my butt in her scrapbook that one time." Big Mac finally responded.

"Oh yeah," Applejack stated in recollection. "That was weird."

"Eeyup."

Author's Note

Well that's officially the angst quota for this story, now the real fun can begin.