Fall of Equestria: Choices

It was almost noon before Mac went back out to the cellar to check on the family and bring them some water and their bed clothes. The father shielded his eyes from the light as the door was opened and Mac made his way inside.

“Here are your things,” said Mac. He looked around. The mare was in the far corner of the cellar with an odd look on her face and the younger one…the younger one was staring at him. She hadn’t said two words to him the entire time she’d been on the farm and her look was now extremely unsettling, for he’d seen it before. He tried to ignore it as he addressed the father. Handing him a crude, hand-written map he said, “This is best my sister can remember to get to Zecora’s hut. If she’s not there, and you can’t find her nearby, I’d take off through the Forest and not look back. In fact, you’d best try it before it gets too dark. The Forest ain't safe.”

Fine took the map and smiled. “I wish there was something we could do to repay you, Mr. Apple.”

“Call me ‘Mac’. And no offense, but the best way you can repay me is to leave and don’t come back.”

Fine nodded. “That’s understandable. Don’t worry; once we’re gone we don’t plan on returning to Ponyville.”

Mac gruffly nodded and turned to leave, when suddenly the younger mare spoke up.

“I have to pee.”

Everypony turned and looked at her. Finally, Mac said, “Yeah, I knew that would happen sooner or later. Best to get you all taken care of before any of my mares see you. One at a time is best.” He gestured for the younger one to follow him. She hopped to her hooves and came bouncing up.

Her father watched her closely. She seemed a little too eager to be doing something as mundane as going to the bathroom. As the father of a daughter, he instinctively saw all other males as a threat to her and he couldn’t help feeling he’d failed her once. Even so, he knew he was not in a position to be too suspicious; the Apples were taking a great risk by harboring him and his family. But he couldn’t help how he felt.

He watched Mac as he opened the cellar doors, looked out for a moment, then waved Blossom after him. He then shut the doors and left with her, leaving him alone with his wife for the first time since they’d left their home.

He turned and looked at her, then looked down at the blankets he was carrying. He then went to her and draped one over her shoulders. She kept her eyes on him the entire time as he stepped back and found his own corner.

Then she spoke.

“How could you?”

Fine’s face lost color at these words and he stopped stock still. “All I can say is I’m sorry, Meadowsweet. I shouldn’t have done it.”

She got to her hooves and approached him. He stood waiting for the inevitable. When she got in range, he simply closed his eyes. The slap was harder than he’d expected and he knew he’d have a bruise there for days. When he painfully opened one eye, she was still standing there and looking furiously at him. All he could do was repeat himself: “I’m sorry.”

Through gritted teeth, she said, “That’s not good enough. It will never be good enough.” Then she took a deep breath and surprised them both with her next words. “But honestly, I still love you, you idiot!”

He could only stare at her.

**********

Blossom ate the big stallion up with her eyes as she walked behind him. He turned and cast a somewhat worried look over his shoulder at her, which she returned with her sunniest smile.

“What’s your name again?” she asked.

“Macintosh. Folks call me ‘Big Mac’.”

She smiled again. “I can see why!”

He was saved from having to answer by their arrival at the farmhouse. He opened the door for her, which she thanked him for and stepped inside. “Up the stairs, down the hallway, first door on your right,” he said.

She stood facing him with her hands clasped together below her waist. “Can you show me?”

He stared at her. “I think you can find it.”

She pouted. “Oh, but I need you to show me.”

He stared at her again. “You’re not very good at this.”

She smiled and stepped closer. “Good at what?”

Mac closed his eyes, massaged the bridge of his nose and sighed. “Would you please…just, go to the bathroom?”

She huffed, “Fine! But if I get lost, it’s your fault!” Then she turned and trotted off, swishing her butt in an exaggerated manner as she smiled over her shoulder.

“Oh, dear sweet Celestia,” Mac said under his breath. He went to the liquor cabinet, took out the scotch, and poured himself a shot. “These mares are going to be the death of me,” he sighed.

Meanwhile, Blossom found the bathroom and soon finished her business. All the while she was thinking about Big Mac. She felt a fire in the pit of her belly that was steadily growing the more she thought about him. Her first taste of cum simply wasn’t enough, she realized…she had to have more! And the big stallion looked like he could provide a gallon, at least! But, how to get him? She knew she had very little time, as her family would be taking off before dark.

Just then the doorknob jiggled, and a mare’s voice said, “Hey! Mac! Hurry up!”

Blossom opened the door to see Applejack standing there.

“Oh!” said she. “Ah'm sorry; ah thought it was Mac taking his sweet time in there.”

“No, he’s downstairs.”

“Okay,” said Applejack. Then she paused. “What are you doing up here alone? Where’s your family?”

“Mac said it’s best if we use the bathroom one at a time. I was first.” Blossom enviously looked at the other mare, noting how much bigger her breasts were and how long and shapely were her legs. She ventured a question. “Does…your brother have a…marefriend?”

Applejack scowled. “Forget it, kid. Ah seen him first!”

Blossom couldn’t keep the shock off her face. “But, that’s not fair! He’s your brother!”

“He’s also the best chance ah have to get out of this black collar and still retain mah dignity. He’s mine!”

“I want him!” cried Blossom as she lunged for the larger mare. They both fell to the floor and began tearing at each other, pulling hair, ripping clothing and shouting.

Mac heard the commotion and came running. “What the hell is going on here?!” But still, they fought. Applejack would have soon overpowered her, but Mac reached down, grabbed each by their necks and lifted them off the floor, holding them both away from each other. They still swung and cursed. Applejack’s bikini top was in tatters, exposing her breasts, as was Blossom’s bra.

“Calm the hell down!” yelled Big Mac. He then pressed them both against the wall and began to squeeze. The pain finally reached both their brains and they stopped fighting.

“Okay, okay, let go!” wheezed Applejack. Mac slowly released them both and they stood there glaring at each other and rubbing their necks.

Blossom looked down at herself.

“Look what that bitch did to my clothes!”

“Me?! You started it!” She made to go for her again, but Mac stepped between them.

“That’s enough!” he shouted. “Applejack, get out of here! You, come with me!” When neither moved, he bent down and touched muzzles with his sister. “I mean it. Go.”

Applejack balled up her fists and clenched her jaw for a moment, but then dropped her eyes and ran to her bedroom, slamming the door.

Blossom held her top together and said, “Thank you, Mac!”

He turned on her. “Don’t you thank me! Haven’t you all been enough trouble without all this?”

Blossom looked at the floor. “I’m…I’m sorry, Big Mac. Please don’t be mad at me!”

Mac looked at her. Her face had a scratch, her clothes were ripped and her mane was a mess. He knew he’d have a hard time explaining all this to her family. But at least he could get her some clothes. “Come with me.”

She followed him down the hall, where he stopped at Apple Bloom’s room and went inside. Going to her dresser, he rummaged around until he found one of Apple Bloom’s school tops and handed it to her. “Put this on.” He then turned his back.

She unfolded the top and held it up to herself. It would fit, but it was going to be snug. She took off the remains her shirt, removed her bra, then got an idea. This was her chance.

**********

Fine stood there staring at his wife as tears welled up in her eyes. He slowly brought his hands up and took her by the shoulders, which she allowed.

“I promise…I promise I’ll find a way to make it up to you, love.”

She sniffed. “You’d better.”

He ventured a smile. “I will.” He then drew her in for a hug. Her body was stiff at first, then she relaxed into him. She spoke into his shoulder.

“Get us away and safe, that would be a good start.” Then she drew back slightly and met his eyes. “Was that the only time?”

He nodded. “Never again.”

She stared intently at him. After almost a minute, she finally said, “I believe you.” She then broke into fresh tears as he held her close. Tears of his own began to fall.

**********

Blossom quickly took off her skirt and panties, then she walked up behind him, reached up between his legs and rubbed his dick.

Mac shouted, “Whoa!” and spun around to face her. “What are you doing?!” He backed up as she moved closer. Finally, his back hit the wall and he could move no further. She giggled as she closed the distance and pressed her breasts up against his lower chest. She then pulled up his shirt and used her tongue to probe his belly button.

“Cut it out…” he breathed as the contact made him go stiff. She then unbuttoned his shirt and began kissing him all over his chest as her tiny hands rubbed his crotch. She fell to her knees and began undoing his belt. “We…can’t do this…” he stammered.

She smiled as she pulled down his trousers and exposed his massive tool. “Any time you want me to stop, just say so,” as she grabbed it and started to stroke it. Just as she was about to put it in her mouth, the door opened behind them. There stood Applejack, taking in the scene.

“Ah knew it,” said she. “That’s mah dick!”

“AJ?!” said Mac.

“Shush,” said Applejack as she came forward and joined the younger mare on her knees. “Let me show you how it’s done,” she said to Blossom. She then began licking Mac’s rod, coating it in her saliva. Not to be outdone, Blossom started in on the other side, getting it just as wet. Their lips met over his dick as Applejack stuck her tongue down the younger mare’s throat while fondling Mac’s balls. Then she broke the kiss and slowly swallowed Mac’s cock. She bobbed her head up and down, then let him fall out of her mouth.

“Try that, newbie,” she challenged. Blossom opened her mouth and took him in, but could only get it partway in before she began gagging.

“Breathe through your nose and relax your throat,” said his sister. Blossom nodded and tried again, this time directing her air flow through her nose. She was able to take more of it in this time as she closed her eyes and tried to push him past her throat. Tears fell from her eyes as she pulled back.

“It’s too big!”

“Maybe for you,” sneered Applejack. “Mah turn!” she said as she fondled his balls and lovingly wrapped her lips around him. She looked up and made eye contact with her brother as she slurped and sucked, taking him deep into her throat and moaning.

Mac stared down into his sister's eyes as she swallowed his cock. "I...can't believe...you're...doing...this," he panted.

"Mmmmmhmmm," she moaned as she sucked harder. She was soon rewarded.

“AJ! I’m…I’m cumming!” he cried as he began to orgasm.

“I want some!” cried Blossom as she tried to push the other mare off his dick. But Applejack held on, swallowing most of his cum. Her cheeks were distended as she grabbed the other mare and pressed her mouth against hers, pushing the load into her. Blossom began swallowing, savoring every drop. But still Mac was pumping out jism, and Blossom was able to get some from the source as Applejack sat back and watched her suckle. Mac’s breath came in hitches as he slowly came down.

Both their faces were covered in his cum as he still spurted, growing weaker and weaker with each jet. The two mares embraced each other as they began licking the spunk off each other, as Mac blearily watched them. AJ pulled back and smacked her lips as she noticed Mac was still erect.

“Lie down, Mac.”

“What…what are you going to do?”

“Ah’m gonna show this newbie how to ride like a farm girl!”

“But…I’m still a virgin!” she cried.

Applejack smiled. “Not for long!”

********

It was a very tired, showered, but satisfied young mare that returned to the cellar an hour later. Her parents took in the state of her face with the scratches and looked to Mac for the explanation.

“She got into a fight with one of the other mares while I was taking her to the bathroom,” Mac said.

“My poor baby!” cried Meadow. “Are you alright?”

Blossom just smiled and looked at Mac.

“Oh, I’m better than alright!”