Fall of Equestria: Choices

Two days later

Big Mac sat up in bed and stretched. On either side of him lay both his sisters, and it was getting harder and harder to feel guilty about the things they’d done. The Apples had always been close-knit, sticking with each other through all kinds of trouble. This mess with the Caribou was just one more predicament they’d all help themselves through. Then, like a bolt of lightning, he remembered.

Today was the day the Caribou would administer the test for Apple Bloom and Applejack to become red collars. He still had no idea what the tests would entail, or even who would be giving them. At this point, they could all only hope for the best.

He slowly worked his way out of bed as they both yawned and stretched, and Applejack reached out for him. He smiled as he gently pushed her hand away and got to his hooves. Caribou or none, he still had a farm to run, and other mares to take care of. He found his clothes and slowly got dressed.

“Mac?” whispered a sleepy Apple Bloom. “Where are you going?”

He looked over at the clock before answering. “It’s after six; time to get all the chores done. You and your sister have a test to do today.” He then turned and left the room.

At this, Apple Bloom sat for a moment and smiled to herself as she watched him leave, but Applejack visibly tensed. “That’s today?” she muttered. Her face soon resembled a storm as dark thoughts took her, but her sister noticed, then reached over and hugged her.

“It will be alright, Sis. Just do whatever they tell you.”

“Easy for you to say,” said her sister. “You’ve always seemed to like the changes.”

Apple Bloom pulled back and allowed a hurt look to pass over her face, then said, “Ah’m just bein’ practical, sis. Things ain’t the way they were no more; we gotta change with it.” She got up and pulled her nightshirt over her large, perky breasts. “It’ll be alright.”

Applejack snorted but otherwise kept her thoughts to herself as she began to get dressed. “Let’s git washed up, then Ah’ll get breakfast ready.”

“Ah’ll do it,” said Apple Bloom. “You sit here and take as long as you like; Ah’ll get a shower real fast.” Then she skipped off out of the room, leaving her big sister to her own musings. She sighed, then sat staring out the windows as she considered her upcoming ordeal.

In the meantime, Apple Bloom showered quickly, then went downstairs and made herself busy in the kitchen. She knew Applejack wasn’t looking forward to her tests, so she searched the kitchen for something to eat that might cheer her up. Apples were always a safe bet with her family, so she got started on some apple pancakes. As she worked, she hummed to herself as she remembered the things they’d all done last night. Her nipples began to harden as she brushed a hand over them, and her tail began to flag upwards. As she was bending at the waist to get a frying pan from the bottom cupboard, she felt a large presence behind her. She stayed bent over as she turned her head. “Good mornin’ again, Mac,” she whispered. Mac stood there staring at her smooth, round cheeks and taut legs, her tail lifted high. His eyes were immediately drawn to her nethers: pink, wet and winking.

Slowly, she straightened up and arched her back as she turned off the stove. “Whatcha lookin’ at?” she teased over her shoulder. Mac swallowed, then came forward without a word.

Apple Bloom placed her hands against the counter and spread her legs, smiling at him over her shoulder the entire time. “I love you, big brother,” she whispered as he walked up to her and gripped her hips. There was some still, small part of him that knew this was wrong, but as he freed his member and lined himself up to her, he couldn’t bring himself to care. She gasped as he slid home, then started gyrating her hips. “That’s it…more!” she cried. As he pumped her steadily, his thoughts went to Applejack. If only she were this willing all the time, she’d be a red collar and most of his troubles would be gone! But he flew back to the present as Apple Bloom squeezed down on him and gave another moan. She was so soft, warm and tight!

“Ap...Apple Bloom…I’m…I’m…ahhhhhhhh….”

She came as well when he gushed into her, his seed filling her womb and spreading his warmth inside her. Panting, she managed to say, “That was…incredible. I’m so glad I could make you happy!”

*******

Later that day found Mac in town. He knew of an apothecary that now sold potions better suited to the new regime, but he’d never before had occasion to go there. Now, he knew he must act upon his idea if he was to save the farm.

Finding the little shop with the red door, he cautiously made his way inside.

“Good afternoon, sir!” said the shopkeep. “What can I do for you?”

Mac looked around before answering, then said in a low voice, “Do you have anything for…reluctant mares?”

“But of course! Does this mare have a name?” Mac shifted his gaze to the floor.

“I’d rather not say.”

“No matter, no matter!” The shopkeep reached under the counter and brought out a vial filled with swirling liquid and pushed it forward. “A few drops of this in her drink with turn any mare into a willing slut! But sadly, only temporarily.”

Mac eyed the bottle. “How long does it last?”

The shopkeep smiled and said, “Depending on the mare, anywhere from a few hours to the better part of a day. But you can’t use too much unless you want her to lose all control.”

Mac reached into his pocket. “I’ll take it.”

“Very good sir,” he said as he wrapped the bottle. “Oh, one more thing,” he added as he handed him the package. “Again, depending on the mare, it takes about twenty minutes to an hour for it to take effect. So plan accordingly.” Mac thanked him and left.

Sticking the bottle in his pocket, Mac’s next stop was the Magistrate’s office. Making his way inside, he stopped at the front desk, where a huge-breasted, red collared pony mare was sitting. “Good afternoon, sir. How can this slut help you?”

“I need to see the Magistrate. It’s about my sisters’ test.”

“Just a second, sir.” Sliding to her knees, she then crawled over to the door behind her, giving Mac a full view of her smooth legs and barely covered bottom. She then knocked at the foot of the door. Hearing a muffled, “come in” she reached up and opened the door just enough to poke her head in.

“Master, there is a pony stallion out here, wanting to know about his sisters’ test.”

Mac heard the one inside say, “Send him in.”

She sat up on her haunches and beckoned Mac forward as she swung the door wide open. As he tried to walk past her, she lightly planted a delicate kiss on his crotch as she stared up at him. Mac swallowed, then made his way inside, but not before seeing a look of disappointment cross her features.

“Ah, Mr. Apple! Do come in,” said the Magistrate. “Have a seat.” He gestured to the still kneeling mare. “Would you like for her to give you a blowjob? I’d recommend it; she’s the best.”

“That’s okay, I can’t stay long.”

The Caribou shrugged. “Suit yourself. That will be all, slut.”

Hearing the door shut behind him, Mac said, “How are you going to test my sisters?”

“Right to business, I see.” The Caribou took out a cigar box and offered one to Mac. Mac took one and stuck it in his shirt pocket, not wanting to appear rude after refusing the mare's…services. The Magistrate took his time lighting his, then slowly puffed out a plume of smoke. Mac ground his teeth but kept silent.

Finally, the Caribou said, “I think this is something that should remain a secret. Can't have mares knowing what's coming; their responses have to be unrehearsed," He smiled. "Surely you can see the logic behind this reasoning, Mr, Apple?" Mac could only nod. “Excellent! We’ll come by at sundown. It should prove quite…rewarding.” The Caribou flashed his sunniest grin, which Mac did not return. As he turned to leave, the Magistrate added, “Mr. Apple.”

Mac turned back around. “A lot depends on these tests. It would be very bad if they fail...for all of you."

The Magistrate stood and leaned forward over the desk, staring at the big stallion the entire time. “Understood?”

"Yes."

***********

Applejack sat looking out her window as the Sun began its slow descent into the horizon. Its golden rays filled her room with its brightness, which belied the way the pony mare was feeling. The test would begin soon, and she knew she wasn’t ready. She didn’t know what the test would entail, but she was sure it would be both sexual and degrading.

Every few minutes she would see Big Mac going in and out of the barn, as he got the other mares ready to sleep for the night. She sighed. At least I still get to sleep in my own bed, and not some cramped cage with straw for a mattress. She supposed she should feel grateful to her brother that this was so, but it was hard to feel anything but anger at the way all mares were now being treated, at the way the males all expected her to act.

There was a knock on her door. “Come in?” The door opened, and her little sister came in. “What is it, Apple Bloom?” she said as she turned back to the window.

“Ah thought ah’d come an see how you’re doin’,” she replied.

Applejack sighed again. “How do you think ah’m doin’? In less than an hour, we’re both gonna be put through what most likely will be the most humiliating trial we’ve ever faced.”

Apple Bloom watched her sister’s back for a moment, then she said, “It won’t be so bad. Just pretend it’s Big Mac havin’ sex with you. That’s what ah’m gonna do.”

Applejack clenched her jaw. “If only it were that simple…”

Apple Bloom was saved from replying by the arrival of her brother. Applejack turned and looked at him. Oddly, he was carrying what looked like a tall glass of cider. He offered it to her. Applejack turned away.

“Ah don’t want it.”

Still, he came forward and held out the glass. “C’mon, AJ. It will make you feel better,” he quietly said.

“Nuthin’ can make me feel better right now.”

He stared at her. Then he said, “Please.”

She turned and looked back at him. “Ah know you’re tryin’ to help, Mac.” She looked at the glass. “Ah guess it can’t make me feel worse.” With that, she took the cider from him and took a small sip. She looked down at the glass. “It tastes different.”

Mac did his best to hide his nervousness. “Is it bad?”

She shook her head. “No, just a little different. It’s okay though.” She turned back to the window and took a larger gulp. Apple Bloom had been watching them both, so she caught Mac give a sigh as if in relief if she was reading him correctly.

“Mac? You okay?” she asked.

“I’m fine. The two of you should get ready. The Caribou will be here soon.”

“Don’t remind me,” Applejack quietly said. She finished the cider and set the glass down on the windowsill. “But ah guess you’re right. C’mon, Apple Bloom. Let’s find us both somethin’ to wear we won’t mind gettin’ stained.”

**********

There was a knock on the door. Mac went downstairs to answer it, knowing who it would be. He was only partly right. There stood the magistrate he’d spoken to earlier, but with him were two of the largest Caribou he’d ever seen.

“Good evening, Mr. Apple! I trust all are ready?” said the Magistrate with a big smile.

Mac glanced up at the two silent ones. “Who are they?”

The Magistrate’s smile grew even wider. “Oh, them? They’re just here to…ahem… “help” with the tests. Pay them no mind.”

Mac clenched his fists. “I won’t have my sisters beaten.”

The Magistrate’s smile froze. After a few tense moments, he spoke.

“YOU won’t? YOU will stand aside and allow us to do whatever we please to them!”

Then his anger passed from his face. “But that’s all nothing for you to worry about, Mr. Apple! We’re here to test their willingness to be red collars, not to beat them…unnecessarily.” Here he smiled once more. “Besides, we both know you’ve trained them to be completely submissive to males in every way, so there’s no need to beat them.”

Mac swallowed, but said, “Of course.”

The Magistrate gave him a flat stare. “We’ll see. Bring them down, and follow us out to the barn.”

“The barn?”

The Magistrate had turned away, but then he turned back and said, “Yes, the barn. We’ll need an audience.” He stared at Mac. “That’s not a problem, is it?”

Mac ground his teeth quietly, but managed to utter, “No.”

The Caribou clapped him on the shoulder. “Excellent! Don’t delay.” He turned and left, followed by the pair. As soon as they’d gone, Mac turned to the nearest wall and punched a hole in it. Then he stood for a few moments, then went to get his sisters.

**********

Applejack had tried to prepare herself mentally for the task ahead, but she knew it wouldn’t make any difference. Besides, it was getting harder and harder to think straight. She supposed it was just her fear, so she tried to push it aside, but she still felt fuzzy-headed. Worse, a fire was growing in her loins, one she hadn’t felt such intensity as far as she could remember. When she followed Mac out to the barn, she expected her anger to flare up at the thought of being humiliated in front of all those mares, but she took one look at the two huge Caribou and she found her tongue lolling out.

Stop it! What’s wrong with you? she angrily thought to herself. Then the Magistrate spoke.

“Ah, the lovely Applejack, and her equally lovely sister!” He walked up to Apple Bloom and gently took her chin in his hand. “You head on back to the house, little slut. This test will be for your sister alone…for now.” Apple Bloom gave a worried look to both siblings but turned without a word and left. After she’d gone, he turned to Mac and said, “You can go as well.” Mac shook his head.

“I think I should stay.”

“I don’t. Leave.”

After he’d left, the magistrate raised his voice and addressed all the mares in the barn. “Pay attention, all of you! You’re about to see how you all need to behave towards males, with no exceptions!” He turned and stared at the two other black collars in their cages. “You two will watch every moment! Learn from this slut!”

Applejack watched him as he spoke and tried to work up her anger, even though she knew all depended on how she performed this night. But she couldn’t feel any anger…she couldn’t take her eyes off the two huge males, and their generous packages! The one Caribou was speaking again, and she almost missed it.

“Shall we begin?”

Oh, sweet fucking Celestia yes!

The Magistrate spoke in a low voice. “Get on your knees.”

Applejack immediately did so, then ripped off the tank top she’d been wearing. The Magistrate paused at this, but then he smiled and turned to the other two Caribou.

“Gentlemen, she’s all yours.”

As they walked up to the kneeling mare, she reached up and grabbed them both by the groin. They slapped her hands away. “Not so fast, bitch!” said one. “We call the shots!” Applejack dropped her eyes and put her hands in her lap, kneading her pussy.

Then the two took off their trousers and shirts, then stood on either side of the mare. Their throbbing members were mere inches from her face as she stared at one then the other. She began to drool.

“Beg for it, bitch!” yelled one.

Fuck you! I’ll never…never… “Please masters! Please let me have your cocks!” she heard herself saying!

“That’s better! Suck me, then my friend!” yelled the other.

Immediately she took him into her mouth while caressing the balls of the other. She was frantic in her sucking…it seemed like she just couldn’t get him into her throat fast enough. But they were both so huge, even bigger than her brother! Still, she managed to get the cock down her throat and halfway to her stomach. In and out, in and out she plunged his member, getting it super slick with her spit and massaging it with her throat muscles. Still, a small part of her mind was even now trying to assert itself.

What are you doing?!? You hate the Caribou, why are you giving him such service?!?

I do hate them…but why…why does it taste so…good?

“My turn, slut!”

Applejack quickly slid the one out of her throat and swallowed the other, getting his just as wet within a few moments. She stroked the other as she bobbed up and down, his cock hitting the erogenous zone in her throat just right.

Arrogant bastard! I should bite…bite…suck…suck him till he cums inside me! And now...now I'm cumming! But I DON"T WANT TO! I...I... She clenched her thighs together as she exploded, drenching her tiny shorts with mare cum.

“Here I cum, bitch. Swallow every drop!” He groaned and thrust his hips forward until he was buried up to the balls. “Look at me!” Applejack swung her eyes upward until she made contact with his. “Stare at me while I fill your throat!” She dutifully swallowed again…and again…and again…

“Now me!”

The cum from the first was already a warm weight in her stomach, but she couldn’t resist…she couldn’t resist…

He pulled out and sighed. “That was okay for a first shot. Now, it’s time for round two!”

He pushed her over on her side. “Face down, ass up! It’s time to work your core muscles!”

Immediately the panting mare got to her knees and placed her face in the dirt. The male behind gripped her shorts in both hands and reduced them to shreds, freeing her glistening pussy and puckered ass.

“Slut!” cried one of the black collars.

“Shut it, bitch, or you’ll be joining her!” The black collar fell into a sullen silence. But the purple collars, Derpy and Screw Loose, each shook their cage bars and Derpy yelled, "Masters! This slut will do anything for you! Anything! Take me next! Please!"

"Me too, Masters! This mare hasn't had any cock in days! She'll make you all cum like a geyser!" But they were both ignored, causing the two to whimper and moan.

The Caribou looked down at Applejack. “What a nice pussy you’ve got, bitch. But,” and he slowly lined himself up with her ass, “I think I’ll sample what you've got back here…”

His cock, still wet with droves of her spit and his cum, slowly poked her anus. Too slowly. More! she cried in her mind as she suddenly thrust backwards, burying the cock in her ass.

“Whoa! Hang on!” he cried as he slapped her ass. “Not so fast! I told you, we call the shots!” He slowly pulled out of her as the mare gave an involuntary whimper. “Now then, what do you want?”

I need it! “Please Master…give me your cock!”

He slowly teased her. “What’s that? Can’t hear you,” he smiled.

She took a deep breath. “Fuck me! Fuck me stupid with your fat cocks! PLEASE, Master!” she screamed.

“That’s better! Hey bud, you want to give me a hand?”

“Sure thing!” said the other as he got on his back and slid underneath her. “This pussy is mine!” He lined himself up as the one on top slammed his dick inside her ass. Then the Magistrate spoke up.

“I think it’s time to make this slut airtight.” He pulled down his pants and lined his smaller, but still large cock up with her muzzle. “Open wide.” Applejack eagerly did so.

My brain is turning to mush, she thought to herself as her eyes rolled up in her head and cock filled her throat once more. But I want MORE!

**********

It was a panting Magistrate that finally came to the door and knocked an hour later.

“She passed Mr. Apple. Good job on training her,” said he once Mac opened the door. The other two were behind him as he added. "We'll be back tomorrow for the other one, but I think she'll be easier. Good evening, Mr. Apple." He gave a slight bow, and the three of them left.

Mac went out to the barn and looked at his sister. She was a mess, lying with a torrent of cum across her face, ass and the rest of her body. But she lay there with a smile on her face, and a new red collar around her neck. He bent down and shook her shoulder.

“AJ? They’re gone, you can get up now.”

“More cocks…more cocks…” she mumbled.

Mac looked up at a sound and found the two purple collars crying and reaching through their bars. "You are cruel..." said one. Please...please take us." But he shook his head and turned his attention to his still mumbling sister. He sighed, then picked her up, mess and all. He then carried her into the house and upstairs.

Apple Bloom came out of her bedroom and looked at her. “Is she going to be alright?”

“I think so,” said Mac. “I’m going to get her in the shower, then try to put her to bed. You go on to sleep, little sis.”

“Okay, Mac. Good night.”

“Good night.”

*********

As he sat her in the shower and turned on the water, Applejack opened her eyes and looked at him.

“More…”

Mac grimaced, seeing what she’d been through and his guilt over what he’d done to her. “Clean yourself up, then go to bed, AJ.” He then turned and left.

Ten minutes later his door opened. There stood his sister, still wet and naked from the shower.

“I need you, big brother!”

Mac was at first going to say no, but he knew she was probably still under the influence of that drug. This is my fault.

She fell to her knees and crawled over to him. “Give it to me, Mac. I need your cock inside me…”

Slowly, Mac got to his knees and freed his member. He didn’t know how much longer the effect would last on her, but he knew he needed to do what he could.

Quickly, Applejack spun around and placed her head on the floor, then used her hands to spread her buttcheeks. “Don’t make me beg anymore, Master…”

Mac took his time entering her. He reasoned that she had to be still sore from the pounding she must have endured, but he did not reckon the effects of that potion. As soon as he'd lined himself up, she thrust herself backwards, engulfing his cock with her still tight pussy. “So good…so good…” moaned she as she bounced back and forth, back and forth on him. Mac grabbed her hips and slammed himself inside her again and again. “Mac! I'm cumming! Thank you, Master! Thank…yoooooouuuuu….” she screamed as she gushed all over his cock. After a few thrusts, Mac came as well, pumping her well-used pussy full of his seed.

Panting, he pulled out of her while she fell to the floor, fast asleep. Mac looked at her, adjusted his trousers then put her in his bed. He then got undressed, lay down beside her and went to sleep. Hopefully, the drug will have worn off by the morning.