Woodsponies

As Woody was watching Big Mac play with the dazed animal, Mocha Jon was seen inside the cabin and was almost having a mental breakdown, “Okay pause! Care to explain more about the ‘Master’ concept for me please!?” He said as he took a soda can from the table, shook it up, and pointed it at Shining Armor threateningly.

Shining Armor sighed, as there was honestly no way of hiding this now, even if he wanted to. “Alright fine… Woody isn’t my friend, he’s basically our Master now, now please put that d…”

“HOW!?!?” Mocha Jon said as he opened the can and soda splashed all over Shining’s face in an over the top fashion, “I’m not even gonna ask how that much was in the can…” He whispered to himself. As the stallion looked angrily at Shining Armor, he grabbed the ax Shining threw and held it in a violent manner, “Tell me everything! Don’t think I won’t use this because for some reason my testosterone levels have been skyrocketing!” He said as he prepared to swing.

“Alright fine! If you really wanna know, Woody used his magical musk to hypnotize me and Big Mac into being his sexy obedient lumberjack slaves!” He said as he wiped all the liquid from his face, not even liking the soda itself.
Mocha Jon initially wanted to slice the ax in rage and terror, but before he could, he just dropped it where he was, sat down on the couch and stared blankly without showing any fear or anger at all, not saying much of anything. “I… I… Just…”

Shining Armor looked both concerned and confused, he was expecting more of a reaction, or at least a sarcastic comment from the small horned stallion but not that, “Uh, you okay there…?”

“I am still trying to process this…” He said as he put his hoof on his forehead, “What you just said was literally the most wrong thing I have ever heard, it was weird, it was random, I swear I don’t think I could have imagined a scenario like this before in my entire life… Just… Wow…” Mocha Jon was speaking honestly, as he was not sure how to react to this situation. “Okay… So you two were hypnotized by a lumberjack into getting turned on by masculine scents… I honestly do not know how to feel about that… But I’m gonna assume it’s bad.” He said as he stood back up.

Shining Armor sighed as there was more to tell, “Well actually… We’ve kind of been trying to make you join our herd of stallion slaves for him… That’s why I’ve been putting those things on your nose every night… It was Master’s orders… He wants you to join us out here…”

“Okay first of all, if you wanted me to be a lumberjack all you had to do was ask, you know I have a huge obsession with them, and second of all… EVERYTHING ELSE THAT’S WRONG WITH WHAT YOU JUST SAID!” He said as he threw the soda can at (and missed) Shining Armor.

Shining Armor, while he did look guilty and afraid for what the stallion was going to do, he looked out the window again to see Big MAc laughing with the evil lumberjack and his envious side revealed itself again and an idea just popped into his cloudy head. “And honestly I’m tired of playing it safe… I think I better take matters into my own hands, then we’ll see who’ll be Master’s favorite pet now…”

Mocha rolled his eyes and looked to the door, “Yeah you do that while I’ll be heading towards…” He said as he heard a zip and looked over in curiosity. He saw Shining Armor dropping his jeans and underwear and revealing his already erect cock to the stallion… “What are ya doing…?” He asked as he was surprised by the sie and the scent of the thing, being mildly enticed by it…

Shining chuckled as he slowly made his way to the unicorn, it was not easy walking in boots and dropped jeans after all, “I bet with one suckle and you’ll be the perfect little woodspony for Master to have his ways with…” Mocha Jon wanted to run away but he couldn’t, he knew something was happening and he had a pretty good hunch that the scent of Shining’s massive cock was blocking his better judgements, but he still wanted to get a little closer, such a fine manly cock like his needed to be savored. As the two got closer, Mocha almost seemed like he was going to lean down and get close to his cock, “Timber…” Shining said slowly and quietly in an attempt to entice Mocha Jon. The small pony wasn’t sure how to escape it, he knew there was something he could do but he was having trouble deciding if he even should. As the stallion got on his knees and almost reached Shining’s cock… He made one last attempt to fight back…

“The desktop was bought near the store by the cherry tree…!” Mocha Jon yelled in panic, and suddenly, he noticed Shining Armor stopped where he was and stood completely still. As he managed to get a hold of himself, he was able to stand back up and look Shining Armor right in the eye. He initially saw the strange swirls in Shining’s eyes only present when around Woody, but he started to see them slowly fade away as Shining himself shook his head and put his hoof on his forehead.

“Uh… Uh… What…? Where am I…?” He said as he looked around and seemed a little surprised by where he was, but he quickly got a hold of himself, “Wait? Somepony here knew my trigger phrase?” He said as he returned his attention to Mocha Jon. The random sentence Mocha Jon yelled out appeared to be a phrase that snapped Shining Armor out of his trance. “Hold on, Jon? How did you know my phrase?”

“Dude, you sent me a postcard after your wedding, thanks for not inviting me by the way,” He sarcastically added, “You told me about that Changeling queen hypnotizing you and how you sw that hypnotist pony afterwards just in case anypony ever put a spell on you again.” He said as he tried to pretend Shining didn’t have a massive erection right now.

“Oh… Yeah… I remember now, it was like that time the Mane-iac tried hypnotizing the Power Ponies with that weird hairspray stuff in Issue 153.” Shining responded, making a call back to their comic book obsession.

“Oh yeah I remember that one, interesting story, but still, anytime a character in those things gets hypnotized they just become some mindless zombie and lose all character, I mean hypnotized characters can still have personalities to them!” Mocha Jon added.

“Well that is true, but then the reader doesn’t feel as bad for them being enslaved because they still act like themselves,” Shining added as he looked down and noticed his cock was showing and blushed… He quickly pulled his jeans back up and redid his belt. “Wait a second! I’ve been hypnotized by some gay lumberjack and so has Applejack’s brother Stinky Boots!” He said in shock and anger as he remembered his situation and drew back to the problem at hand.

“Uh, you know his name’s really Big Mac right?”

Shining Armor initially looked confused but he then remembered that fact , “Huh? Oh yeah! Man I’ve been calling him that for so long I guess it just became force of habit.”

“Well come on! We gotta get out of here and get Help for Big Mac, and heck maybe even that dog of his!” Mocha Jon said as he tried to rush for the door, before Shining stopped him.

“Don’t bother, I tried running before he put that spell on me, something about the Everfree keeps bringing anything that leaves back if Woody wants it here, watch…” Shining Armor said as he went and opened the back window. He took the ax on the floor and threw it out of the cabin. After the ax faded in the trees, it started spinning in the opposite direction and returned right back to Shining Armor’s hoof like it was a boomerang.

Mocha Jon was a little intrigued by that and on impulse grabbed an actual boomerang from a drawer and threw it out the window, afterwards it was seen flinging back to him and then turned around on its own and flung back towards the woods then turned back around flinging back to the stallions then turned around again back to the woods and the cycle was continuing on an endless loop. “Okay... that’s just confusing…” He said as he shut the window. “Well then what are we gonna do? I don’t want to spend my Saturday nights masturbating to a sweaty man putting his underarms to my face! If I wanted that I could just call some random pony from Canterlot to do it for an easier price.” He sarcastically said.

Shining Armor sighed and looked down, “I’m sorry, but I think for now until we can come up with a plan, we’ll need to play along and pretend to be under his control…” Shining said as he put his head down on the table in initial defeat… “Man I wish Cadence was here…”

Mocha Jon rolled his eyes, “Okay… Considering the situation we’re in, I’m pretty sure if you had one wish you would be using it on something else!” He sarcastically said.

Back outside, Big Mac was seen putting the raccoon back on the ground and it walked off to the side of the house with the dog, leaving Big Mac and Woody alone. “Hehe, that little chicken reminds me of my old life, and I gotta tell ya, a raccoon’s muzzle is a lof softer to be pecked with than chicken beaks.”

Woody looked around and noticed how the two were all alone, “Ya know Stinky Boots, Sweat Stain is probably taking care of that coffee boy, so for now it’s just ya and me…” He said enticingly as he simply sat down on the dirt. “And ya know how much I love the outdoors…!”

Big Macintosh blushed in response, he was always eager to please the lumberjack, no matter where they were at, “Eeyup, and I know what ya like to do with me…” He said as the swirls in his eyes returned and he sat on the dirt with him, “I am yours to do with as ya please…”

Woody grinned and knew exactly what he wanted to do, “Well since your name’s Stinky Boots, you probably have a good clue, so why don’t you take my boots off first…” Big Mac nodded once with a aint smile on his face as he reached for Woody’s boots, them both beginning to tent. As Big Mac removed his boots, it could be seen that Woody did not have hooves on his bottom legs. After Big Mac removed Woody’s socks, which have been dampened and stained with sweat from all the hard work the stallion puts in, it was revealed that Woody has these unusual appendages instead, these big flat bases that had five nubs on the end of them, “Lemme tell ya, those old boots I used to have were good, but the ones I’ve had for years were much better, that spell that gave me these makes it easy to make my slaves submit. Now be a good boy and give my aching dogs a little massage…” Woody said as he undid his belt and unzipped his pants, reaching one arm down into his underwear.

Big Mac himself bowed his head in submission as he reached his hoof over to the lumberjack’s feet, holding his socks to his face with the other, oozing pre to the scent, “As ya wish Master.”

Woody began softly playing with his cock in his underwear, adjusting it and slowly spinning it, having some fun with it before it becomes fully erect. “Ya like what ya see Stinky Boots? Do you like where your place is?”

Big Mac sighed out in pleasure the more he breathed in the lumberjack’s socks and rubbed his feet, “Eeyup, such a strong scent and such soft skin drenched in sweat just means you’re a man, and that musk is the musk of a hard workin’ man, and a man knows his work is done when he has this sexy musk ya have, it’s an honor to submit myself to such a hard worker as yaself, Master…” He praised, bringing him deeper in the woodspony’s trance.

“Good boy…” He said as his cock became fully erect and he took it out of his underwear, pre coming from it as well. “Ya know Stinky Boots, as good as it feels to be submitted to like this, why don’t you go deeper ad massage them with your nose…? Gettin’ that close to a man’s scent otta help ya forget about that dumb ol’ farm!”

Big Mac just gasped and was shocked from hearing that, normally he himself had to ask for permission to get that close to the lumberjack’s feet, “Do… Do you mean it Master?”

“Of course Stinky Boots… But you’ll need to something for me too…” He said lustfully.

“Eeyup! Please Master, I’ll do anything to be so close to such a manly smell!” Big Mac said eagerly.

Woody chuckled as he let go of his cock, “Boots off Stinky Boots!” The lumberjack ordered. Big MAc looked a little saddened as he needed to remove his hoof from his Master’s foot and put his socks down to obey the command, but Big Mac knew it would be worth it and removed his boots, he had also lost his hooves, “Massage my feet with ya muzzle and massage my glorious shaft with ya feet, now my pet…” Woody said as Big Mac reached over.

“As you wish Master…” Big Mac said as he adjusted himself to where his feet could grab onto the stallions cock and he could still put his muzzle on the stallion’s feet. Almost instantly after the contact was made, Big Mac started kissing the lumberjack’s feet softly, putting small pecks onto each of his toes. As for his cock, he had a little trouble knowing what to do, he was never good at multitasking and he was not used to giving foot jobs.

“Stinky Boots… If you don’t make me cum in the next minute, I won’t let you get near my manly sweat for a month…” Woody threatened as he looked over at Big MAc’s twitching cock and did not want him to cum before his Master.

Big Mac gasped at that threat and knew he had to sacrifice the scent in order to give his Master an orgasm he deserved. He lifted his face and adjusted himself to where his toes could grab onto Woody’s cock more firmly and he squeezed and squeezed all he could until he was almost hurting his toes in the process. He was counting the time in his head and he knew that time was almost up and he was pulling harder and harder. As he counted down in his head from 5 to 1, he sighed when he reached one, thinking he missed his chance. However, when he said one in his head, he felt something soft and warm cove his toes and when he opened his eyes, le noticed the woodspony had came right onto them.

Woody just grinned maliciously, “Good Boy Stinky Boots…” Woody said as he reached his foot over to Big Mac’s and with one touch, the red stllion’s cock instantly ejaculated itself. “Just wait, soon we’ll be able to have just as much fun with that little blue pony…” He said as he cooed Big Mac to start lapping up the mess.

Back inside, Mocha Jon was seen grunting and attempting to pull out from his boots, but they would not come off… “Ugh, okay what’s with these things? I’m pulling straight up but I can’t get my hooves out of these stupid boots! It’s like something’s blocking them or something!"