"I like to listen to people who know what they're talking about. My trouble is I never believe anything they say."

-The Damned

Surprisingly, I wasn't playing myself when I said things could only "go uphill". The trip through the forest was awfully quiet. Aside from my footsteps making a bit of a ruckus, things seemed alright. Tranquil. Just the way I liked it.

Sooooo...how would you rate Zecora? To be honest, that was a bit too quick.

Yeah. It kind of wa-oh, shut up. Get this through your skull, weird voice. I'm not 'rating' anyone here. I just came here to help people and maybe, if I'm lucky, get some answers. Stop mentioning that.

Are you seriously going to ignore the fact that you lost your virginity to the hottest zebra in the show? Or, really, the only zebra in the show?

I won't lie. I can still smell the potions and the pink mist, despite not having a nose. I think it was some kind of aphrodisiac. Whatever it was, I'm glad to be far away from it. And DON'T say I'm a prude. I just happen to have a little thing called "dignity." Got it?

Whatever. Just keep going.

So, after a few moments, I finally entered the daylight. I was blinded a bit by it at first, but I adjusted. It was picturesque, I'll admit. I couldn't take my eyes off the magnificent sun and the light that shined down across the meadows.

I extended my claw and, to my surprise, a little bird landed on it. It tilted its head and, without a thought, I did so too. I don't know. It was cute. It hopped on my claw for a bit before flapping off into the wondrous blue sky. I walked even further, feeling the sun bathe my body in its brilliant light.

It was so beautiful that...I think I should sing.

Make it one of those popular songs. Like from Disney. People love that.

Actually...

This world is paradise.

Scenic and beauuuutiful!

The landscape comes to life.

It's like a muuuuusical!

Is it ironiiiic...that I'm not organiiiic...

I'm not at odds with nature,

now that I'm part of iiiit!

N̍̆̿̒Ô͐ͤ͒!̀ͦ̈́͋́ͤ̽̌ ̈́̏́̒̚Ṅ͂̎́̇ͭ̅̊O͂̓̑͛̅͊!ͯ̾͐̇͊ͥ͂ͮ ̄̾ͬͨ̄ͭ͗ͣN̂̊ͬ̂̈Ŏ̔͗̾ͫ̄̅!ͩ̌ͫͮ̄͒̈̓ I said a Disney song! Not some random Youtube video nobody remembers!

Hold on. How do you mean? I honestly think that came from the top of my head. Well, enough on that. Might as well move past the mood you just killed.

I killed it because I care.

Sure you do. Then again, that could have been a wise decision to make me stop. Because I think I heard something. Combat rolling as per the usual, I hid behind a bush. I mean, there were no big rocks in the area. Might as well go with the oldest trick in the stealth book.

I thought I heard the sound of hoof against wood. A really hard hoof, at that. So, taking my bush with me, I investigated. I ended up passing a sign that read Sweet Apple Acres. So, this must have been that Apple family Zecora mentioned. A bit on the nose, considering the vast field of apple orchards I saw, but I guess they just really like their work.

Take a good look at the busty farm girl on your right.

Sure enough, when I obeyed (and gave myself a reminder to have that voice use less uncouth language next time), I saw the next sapient inhabitant of this planet. Or, actually, 4 more anthropomorphic horses.

The first of which was a teenager, judging by the size. She was light-brown and red/magneta mane and tail. Only, her mane draped over one side of her head a bit. She looked quite strong, but also quite bored. I think that was a cigarette in her mouth? She was also wearing jeans and a torn black t-shirt stating "Derail the system." Argh. One of those rebel types. She even had some rings on her nose, left eyebrow, ear, lower lip, and tongue. Trying hard much, missy?

The other teenager who wasn't shirking her responsibilities and picking up apples looked far more cheerful.

And busty. She takes after her big sister.

Either provide me with actual information or put a sock in it. Anyway, she was far less muscular, but she still looked fit. She was creamy yellow and her mane/tail were bright red. Her hair was even tied up by a big bow (guess she never grew out of that habit little girls enjoyed). She was happily carrying a basket full of ripe red apples and...

Damn. Now, I'm hungry. Or am I? I'm mechanical. So, maybe I don't need food. Maybe oil? Voice, be useful for once. What do I need for nutrition?

That's not important. Now, take a look at that piece of eye candy.

What do you...oh. Well, might as well continue. THEN we're going to have a serious talk about you hiding details that could be essentially to keeping me from joining the choir invisible.

The "eye candy" did indeed live up to his name. He was a muscular dark red stallion who, if he were any taller, would match my height. And I'm pretty tall! His muscles were fine-toned and smooth that, I swear it, you could see the sun reflect off of them. It didn't help that he wasn't wearing a shirt, therefore I could see his six-pack. You could grind meat on that for crying out loud. However, his expression looked like he was about ready to fall asleep. Instead of coming off as lazy, though, he came across as calm, collected, and humble. For some reason, he was chewing on a hayseed. I don't know why people do that. Kind of a pain to keep it in the mouth.

Like you would know, seeing as you lack one.

Sick burn, you insensitive pest. The final one there was a VERY fit orange horse creature with a blonde mane/tail and probably the strongest legs I've ever seen. One kick could probably shatter a lesser being's spine in one go. She had some cute freckles, but that cuteness was more-or-less undercut by her hard expression. Nothing too mean, but she looked like a creature who got work done first and played later. Her cowboy hat only increased her awesomeness. I couldn't lie. I was in awe of her strength.

Don't forget those tatonsters!

Tatonsters? Scared to ask, but what does that mean?

When they're little, they're tittles. When they're big, they're, well, tatonsters....titzillas...TITTANICS! But tittanics are very tragic for, after age sets in, they sink.

Thanks for the tip...you perverted worm. Honestly, I guess you're a step up from the whole angel-devil-shoulder routine. That would get annoying real fast. Although, I'm not sure what mental scenario is worse. You or that? Then again, the females were all wearing handkerchief bras. Quite distracting. Even more distressingly, the elder female was wearing daisy-dukes. So, yeah. I could see where you were coming from. Enough describing. I decided to actually listen in.

"Well, that outta be the last of 'em." The elder female dusted her legs. "I could use a drink."

"Eeyup." The red stallion huffed. Huh. He even sounded reserved. I would expected a voice closer to mine.

"Brother, when do we start the bonding practice?" The cheerful teenager asked. That got my attention. What sort of practice where they talking about?

"Thought you'd never ask." The punk actually stood up a bit. She sounded like she just got out of New York, as an added bonus. I should probably look into how I know about that city....and that it's a city. Yeah, I'm not sure how my brain works anymore.

"Real soon." The stallion approached his little sister and gave her a pat on the shoulder. "Hope yer ready."

"Sure I am! I'm 18 now! Remember?" The young one even gave a flick of her tail as she proved her point. Wait a second. Was she pointing to her breasts too? Where is this going?

"Course we do, Apple Bloom." The elder female walked over and leaned against the stallion. Was he perhaps her mate? "It's about time you experienced the best part of being an Apple. Apart from just being a good ol' family, that is."

"Best part is right. I've waiting fer too long." The punk got behind Apple Bloom and cupped her face. "You save some of Big Mac for me, okay? I don't want you and Applejack hogging him."

"Sure thing, Babs." Apple Bloom (the gears in my head turned as I calculated why anyone would name their kid that) giggled, even giving Babs a kiss on the nose.

"I tell you, brother." Applejack (named after a cereal, I see? What a cruel world) looked up to her...sibling...uh...this is getting awkward. "They're gonna turn out like us one of these days."

"Eeyup. And you know what? At this point, I don't care what they say about us anymore." Big Mac (he's named after a computer system? Interesting) gently said. "We're gonna be a family for good this time."

Applejack's ears fell a bit. "What about you and-"

"She can be included too. And so can your marefriend." Mac said reassuringly. A few moments passed as the two siblings looked into each-other's eyes. Eventually, their hands started moving up their bodies, causing both of them to hum in a sort of...pleasured way.

This is getting juicy, isn't it? I bet you know what I'm thinking...

Damn it all. I can feel an erection coming. Maybe I should move away and stop acting like a total creep. Maybe I'll also tell that damned voice to stop making that sniffing sound.

I'm not making that. Honest.

Hold up. I see it. Some female border collie was checking me out and...growling too. Out of panic, I gave her the "shush" gesture, complete the the signature "shhhh".

Didn't work. She ended up barking up a storm. Frick.

Instantly, the Apple family looked at my location. My disguise was terrible enough, but I think they saw my horn. I noticed and I frantically tried to shush the dog even more, but that only succeeded in her leaping up and actually grabbing my drawn out katana with her teeth as if it were a stick. She ran up to her owners with her prize.

"Come back with that, you insolent mongrel!" I shouted as I chased after her. I deserve a Darwin award. I just blew my cover over a foe I could have defeated with just chucking a fucking milk bone a few feet away.

"What the heck is that?!" Babs reared back a bit as the dog joined them and stood her ground.

"I dunno, but he looks like he's asking for trouble." Applejack readied herself for combat.

"Wait, wait, wait! I apologize for that remark, but could you tell your pet to give me back my katana?" I asked curtly. "I shall explain myself, then."

"Were you the one spying on us?" Apple Bloom asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Um...maybe." I had to admit. Despite my lack of a facial expression, I must have looked pretty silly. "I'm new to this world, so first impressions aren't my thing."

"You sure don't look like you're from around here." Mac said, cautious, but patient. I admire him already. "Maybe if you took that scary costume off."

"Oh, this isn't a costume. I'm a real monster." What the FUCK did I just say? The only way that could have been worse is if I have said 'Oh, yes! This isn't my real look! I'm actually the guy down the street who makes Jeffrey Dahmer look like a cub scout, that's who!'.

"You're not gonna hurt anyone here, are you? Because that's a mistake you really don't want to make." Applejack, to prove her point, snapped a tree in half with a punch.

"I assure you! I come in peace. I am but a humble stranger seeking to help others. Right now, I need my katana back." I extended my claw for such. "And then, you can get back to...whatever it was you were doing."

"You judging us on the way we live?" Babs said, vexed. She actually began to storm towards me, causing me to back away slightly. "You gonna be like my folks? Throwing me out because me and my family are more close than anyone could ever dream?! Is that what you're saying?!"

"Babs! I think he didn't mean that." Apple Bloom ran up to her and wrapped her arms around her. "Here, nobody can judge us. And I think he gets that."

"Indeed I do. I'm not even from this world." I replied as I walked past them towards my weapon.

"So...yer an alien, I take it?" Applejack asked as I neared the nervous dog.

"I prefer the term 'extraterrestrial'. 'Alien' is rather derogatory. You get a pass, though." I replied as I grasped the weapon from the dog's maw and placed it back into its sheath. I silently accepted the fact that my katana was going to smell like dog drool for a while.

"Well...welcome to Equestria." She replied. What is that? Like a combination of Equis and America? Because if that latter part rings true, I'm getting the hell out of dodge before some mutated pumpkin with a dead muskrat for hair becomes president and starts trying to build nonsensical walls.

"Pretty sure you'll love it here, stranger." Apple Bloom walked up to me with Babs in tow. The punk still looked suspicious, but I paid no heed to that.

Do something awesome. Wow them. Show them what you can do. Like, cut up those trees over the horizon and get the apples.

Well, that does sound like helping. Might as well give it a shot. "Excuse me, but you were gathering apples, right? Perhaps I could be of assistance."

"'preciate the hospitality, stranger, but we're just about done today." Applejack responded. "The rest we're savin for tomorrow. Maybe you could show up and help out, if yer so eager."

I looked at the other trees she was talking about. There were quite a few, but something in my mind told me this was child's play. And it wasn't that obnoxious voice doing the talking. "Actually..." I began. "Watch this."

"Yer not gonna cut em down, are you? That's cheating, you know." Apple Bloom asked.

"No. My katana won't be needed." I plainly said before stepping in front of the mighty orchard.

"This outta be good." Babs said somewhat sarcastically.

I took a deep breath and waved my arms around for a bit. I could feel energy course through my chest as I prepared an attack I didn't even know I had.

Blame me. I come up with all the good shit.

Whatever. Anyway, I hugged my chest for a bit as the energy from the very wind in the air began to fill my being. With a mighty yell, I spread out my arms. Twin tornadoes phased through my chest and they lifted every single tree into the air. The winds were so strong that every single apple was thrown out. Instead of raining down like nutritious mini-meteors of death and messiness, they struck into the baskets neatly. Then, the winds ceased and every tree fell into the areas where they were uprooted, fitting perfectly and allowing the roots to take back their places. It was like nothing happened, aside from the removal of the apples.

The conclusion...science is dead and I'm a walking deus ex machina. Do I have to explain the joke?

Before I turned back, I could smell the pink mist again. Now, I was really curious where it came from. I looked around. No sign of entry. It's as almost as if it...faded into existence.

Before I could dwell on that, I felt two strong red arms wrap around my chest, caressing the area where my nipples would be (of which I had none). I jumped up a bit at first, but it felt...strangely alluring. Nevertheless, I had a few questions. "Excuse me, sir, but what are you doing?"

"That saved us a lotta work, stranger." Big Mac said, a smile on his face as he caressed further. "I outta think that deserves a reward."

"Um...you've known me for less than 15 minutes. Are you...coming on to me?" I asked. I mean, I didn't exactly have an aversion to men, but...ah, damn it. I could already feel his thick erection bulge in his pants, pressing against my rear.

"You know what?" Applejack smiled, a relaxed look coming over her. "I think it's time. To the barn...now."

"Hoo boy. This is it." Babs walked behind her with Apple Bloom in tow. "You ready to become a real mare?"

"I bet it'll be better than the time I got my cutie mark." Apple Bloom blushed. "Wish Scootaloo and Sweetie could have been here."

"Please. Scootaloo and Rumble are probably rutting their brains out and Sweetie's working for Playstallion magazine. Believe me. I've seen her. She's lookin' better than evah." Babs said.

"Well, here we go." Big Mac said. He wrapped his arm around mine, compelling me to follow.

Don't fight it. You want his fat juicy cock in your ass. You want him to dominate you and make you his bitch for a while.

Are you the cause of this? Because if that's the case, I won't be surprised in the least! Did somebody just flip on a switch on these creatures that stated 'Fuck the nearest metal freak of nature'? What the actual hell is going on right now?!

A few moments later, we were in the barn. Pretty spacious. A few haystacks here and there. No animals to disturb us (much as I wished for a stampede of cattle to provide a distraction for me to get away). That dog must have returned to her house for a good rest, so there's that.

Almost immediately when we got there, Babs was against one of the walls by the effort of Apple Bloom. They started to make-out, even using tongue. The cheerful one even got a few moans out of her lover when she traced her tongue over the nearest piercings. As they kissed, they pulled down each-others jeans and then rubbed their legs against their pussies before continuing the kissing.

"Ain't they just precious?" Applejack said before slipping out of her pants and untying her bra, letting both fall to the floor and reveal her beautiful nude body to her brother.

"Don't worry. I'll rut you soon." Mac assured before ripping off his pants and revealing his REALLY long cock. Seriously, you could club someone with that thing. "For now, I'll let our new friend experience me."

I don't know that he meant by that, but I bet that I would have to say goodbye to my butt virginity soon. "Excuse me, but I didn't exactly say yes to-ACK!" I felt the cock slide across the crack of my now exposed ass. Apparently, some metal protected a soft leather-like substance that acted as my...well...posterior. It was off now and I guess that voice was starting to pull the strings a bit.

"Trust me. The first time I made love to a stallion, it was kinda awkward." Mac loomed over my back, rubbing my sides in anticipation. "Caramel couldn't walk for a week. I hope you last longer than he did. Not that he's stopped visiting."

"Can't we talk about...ahhh..this?" I breathed, feeling the cock enter slowly.

"Eeeee...nope." He finished before quickly entering, causing me to squeal a bit.

Mac pounded into me like there was no tomorrow, widening my asshole as he clenched his hands against my sides. I think I heard the sound of metal bending, but I didn't care. I was torn between struggling to get away and enduring the pain. I felt my own dick extend outward as he continued to utterly destroy my ass.

My claws clenched into the ground, leaving slash marks in the wood. If I was going to endure this pain, so be it. I welcome a challenge! I am the Stranger! Nothing surprises me!

Except, you know. Everything that's happened up to this point.

Finally getting used to the pain, I looked around me. Babs and Apple Bloom were now totally naked, still making out and rubbing their nubile bodies against each-other on top of a haystack. Personally, if I was an organic, I'd find that uncomfortable. Applejack was playing with her pussy against the side of the barn. I could tell she was eager to have her own brother inside of her so bad.

"I need...ah...somepony...right nooow..." She moaned, her breasts swaying and her pussy dripping with pre-cum.

SLAM!

"Then why didn't you just ask?!"

"GAAAH! DASHIE, WHAT THE HAY?!"

The rest of us were frozen with surprise. Apparently we had a new visitor that Applejack knew duly well.

Figures she was a dyke.

That matters little in a time like this. At this point, I think everyone's bi or something. Anyway, the newcomer was a sort of cyan blue pegasus creature with a rainbow mane/tail. She was sleeker than Applejack. MUCH sleeker. So much so that I bet I could snap her in half with little effort (not that I wanted to). She looked like she just zoomed out of her room, hence the t-shirt and daisy-dukes (even more signs she and Applejack might have a thing going on). Either way, she looked utterly satisfied with herself.

"How much did you hear?" Applejack asked, utterly annoyed.

"Not much. Just you begging for some action. What? Was Big Mac busy?" She slyly asked before her expression turned into a more dumbfounded one. "Oh. Guess he is. Not sure about THIS guy, though."

I took this opportunity to escape, having had enough of being the bottom bitch. For some reason, I wanted IN the action. Plus, it was time to let the farmer have some fun anyway, taboo though it may be. "I am the Stranger and...I'll just let you guys have your fun with each-other."

"You look like a cosplayer who got REALLY into his craft. Don't worry. I know how that's like." She gave a few knocks against my armor. "Woah. That's actually steel, right?"

"Why, yes." I said, some pride returning. "I am purely mechanical. My mission is to help. Although, this really isn't what I had in mind when I meant 'help'."

"Aw, come on. You know you enjoyed it." Mac rolled his eyes. "Then again, I think it's about time I showed my lil' sis a little love."

"Okay. HOLD the phone." Dash zoomed past me and, before we knew it, she was behind Applejack, fondling her marefriend's breasts in her hands. "You don't mind inviting your little Dashie to this party, right?"

"Gosh DARN it...fine. I suppose this ain't too bad." Applejack concurred. "You always did have a thing for my brother before we went steady."

"What can I say? I like the best of both worlds." Dash shrugged before slipping out of her clothes. Her large wings stood on end as her naked body pressed against the farmer. "In short, let's fuck. Just like last week."

"Fair enough, sugarcube." Applejack's smile returned before they engaged in a deep kiss. Unlike Apple Bloom and Babs (who were watching this scene intently), this was more slow and sensual. Emphasis was put on each of them rubbing each other's cutie mark (the FUCK came up with that name), eliciting a more erotic sound from them.

Big Mac turned his attention to Apple Bloom and Babs, as he sat down on a haystack and let his cock hang in front of them. Wasting no time, Apple Bloom wrapped her lips around her brother's cock and bobbed her head up and down, closing her eyes as she entered a state of bliss. Babs laid below her, caressing her butt with her hands and licking Big Mac's balls as she did so.

"That's it...it tastes good, don't it?" He breathed as she rubbed her breasts against her marefriend in a fit of ecstasy. "This is how much your family loves you."

I, on the other hand, looked back to what Applejack and Dashie were up too (with that name in mind, I assumed her name was actually Dash). Dash was now on top of the farmpony, fondling her breasts even further and rubbing their thick labias together. Giving each-other another french kiss, Applejack grabbed her mate's waist and rubbed it up and down against her pussy.

"Ahhhh..." Dash breathed after breaking from the kiss. "This is why I love you, Jackie. You can get sooo frisky."

"Nnng...I take it back. Mac can wait. I love you, Dash." The orange female grunted as she continued they continued their little foreplay.

My fists clenched. For some reason, I felt pretty incensed by not being IN the action. Letting go of any of my "rational" thoughts, I knelt down and grabbed Dash by the sides.

"Oh-kay, now. This is happening, I guess." She said, blushing madly. "So, you're a rookie or are you up and ready?"

"Let's find out." I replied, somewhat dangerously. Then, an idea popped up. "Actually, go hang out with the teens. I have a plan."

"Since when did you give out the orders?" Applejack raised an eyebrow.

A dangerous red glint flashed through each of my eyes as my fists crackled with red energy. "SINCE NOW. Big Mac, get over here."

"One second..." Mac panted as he felt himself about ready to climax. Apple Bloom and Babs moaned in mutual pleasure as Mac unloaded his seed into the teen's mouth. She actually managed to swallow all her brother's cum before she collapsed onto Babs. As she recovered from that, the two resorted to just cuddling on the barn floor.

"Don't take too long. Or, at the very least, don't make this boring." Dash laid against one of the walls, eager to see where I was going with this.

"Well, I asked for this." Applejack shrugged as Mac drew near, cum still dripping from his cock. "Sorry, Dash. But my brother needs some loving."

"I'm sure he just can't WAIT..." I grabbed her head and positioned it so her mouth was almost touching the tip of my cock. "...to tan your hide."

"A bit rough, but that about fits it." Mac said as he inserted the tip of his cock into his sister. "Mind if we start slow?"

"G...guh...go right ahead." Applejack shivered a bit as she felt his brother's girth enter her. "Dash, you're about to see how the Apples...ahhh...how they...how they bond forever."

"One of these days, I outta become one." Dash smirked. "I'm already a Wonderbolt. Sky's the limit."

"I don't need to be an Apple to show you what lies in store." I practically hissed, despite my deep voice. Nevertheless, I allowed her to slowly envelop my cock into her mouth. Wrapping her arms around my waist, she sucked it with tenderness I was not expecting. When Mac inserted his thick cock into her, she moaned in content.

"Damn, sis. You're less tight than I remember." Mac breathed as he thrust slowly back and forth into his lover. "I knew all those times we were alone in the bedroom would pay off."

"Don't you remember what Apple Bloom said? Nobody's here to judge. Consider yourselves free from any repercussions." I said as I traced my claws through Applejack's hair, which was no long tied up and now flowed freely like a waterfall of blonde silk.

"C'mon! She's not enjoying it. She's just bored. Just look at her." Dash pointed out. Indeed, the only thing that seemed to be stimulating her was the fact that her brother was fucking her in the pussy. Me? Not so thrilled.

"Oh...I see how it is." I growled. "Mac...PUSH."

With that command, Mac pushed Applejack's head further into my cock. Her surprised expression and a bit of liquid from the eyes meant that she was about to gag, but that was only the start. Mac began to pound mercilessly into her pussy, his balls slapping against her skin as he madly thrust into her like deranged animal.

Now, we're talking! You should show this side of you more often!

You talking about me or Mac? Anyway, we continued this routine as Applejack struggled not to pass out from the sheer magnitude of the fucking. Dash was really getting into our rutting, as she was playing with her pussy and breasts at the same time. I think I heard an "encore", too. For some strange reason, I swear I saw orange energy seep from the orange one's cutie mark into my chest. The energy in her eyes was starting to dull.

Lifting her head up and freeing her mouth of my cock, I almost felt a grin (despite having no mouth) at her face. She was blushing hard, so looked like a humanoid raspberry and she looked sooo submissive all the sudden. Kinda concerning, actually. "Mercy or disappointment. You make the call. Deal with her Mac. You look like you deserve it. I have a certain bird-horse creature to attend to."

"Not the pick-up line I was expecting, but what the heck? Let's see what you can do!" Dash strutted towards me and fell down back-first onto a haystack. "What are you waiting for? I'm all yours."

"What do we say when we want something?" I sinisterly said as, much to my inner surprise, a silver tentacle emerged from a hold above my crotch. Hissing like a snake, it poised itself near her ass, lubricating her cheeks in a strange black liquid. My cock was inches away from her pussy as well. "What do we say?"

"Please..." She breathed as she prepared for the onslaught. "...fuck me."

"Magic word accepted."

And with that, I plunged the tentacle and cock into the respective areas. Dash cried out with utmost pleasure as I just pounded into her. I was even pulling her tail so each time I thrust in, she fucking FELT it!

"HOW DOES IT FEEL..." I growled as my eyes lit up again. "...TO BE DOMINATED BY A CREATURE FROM ANOTHER WORLD?! A MACHINE AT THAT?!"

"I'll-FUCK! I'll tell you! AHHH! It's so amazing! CELESTIA-DAMMIT, it's amazing!" Dash gasped as I continued to plow her.

Speaking of plowing, Applejack was being fucked silly by Mac, who looked ready to orgasm again. "Hnnnng...sis...I'm...cumming..." He muttered.

"Cum in me, Mac! Make me yours! Like that zebra bitch who keeps visitin!" She screamed, her tongue in the air as well.

"Guess you want that as well, am I right?!" I growled at Dash as I felt my climax building up. Once again, I saw energy flow into my chest, only it was cyan, this time.

"FUCK YES!" She wrapped her arms around me as she took in the cock in full.

Within moments, the barn echoed with the sounds of pleasure as we unloaded into our respective girls. I swear, black goo was dripping everywhere. To say nothing of Mac's doing, which nearly repainted the floor.

"Thank...you..." Dash breathed before falling asleep.

"Big...brother..." Applejack drawled before she slipped out of Mac's cock and fell asleep on the cum-laden floor.

"I'm a bit...tuckered out too...nighty-night, sis." Mac laid against one of the supporting beams, falling into a peaceful slumber.

I, on the other hand, slipped Dash out of my appendages, which slipped back into their normal places. My ass was also covered once again by the armor-like skin. Out of courtesy, I laid Dash besides Applejack in a loving embrace.

Whistling to myself, I walked out of the barn, looked around for a bit...

...and started screaming in an utterly terrified and confused manner, running around like a chicken with it's head chopped off into the great unknown.

Huh. You'd think he'd loosen up after that. Guess he like this little thing called 'reality' too much. I'll fix that soon...

Author's Note

On the next chapter...

Our hero, dazed from his experience, wanders into the territory of a certain pegasus, who's already dealing with a really down-on-his-luck minotaur. Add a strange pink pony that might have some answers and several animals into the mix and...well, things are gonna get messy.