Localized Acceptance

Some ponies considered it racist to point out the very obvious physical differences between the three most common races of horse. In the situation Night found himself in however, it was very important to acknowledge the differences between him and the earth pony who towered over him.

It was a fact that Earth ponies who never even worked out were still far stronger than pegasi and unicorns. Pegasi could fly faster than any earth pony could sprint however. They were more nimble as well. And unicorns, well unicorns were not physically gifted in any sort of way. Unlike the winged ponies who make up for their weaker bones and muscles with sheer speed, unicorns usually had no physical attributes to compete with earth and air ponies. They landed somewhere between the two other races, with their bodies being tougher than a pegasus's but nowhere near that of an earth ponies. Instead, unicorns had magic. There were dozens of spells to lift heavy objects or move from place to place quickly. Perhaps there was some sort of spell to make a pony grow five inches and suddenly gain muscles that made him or her look like a giant walking balloon animal. Unfortunately, Night Sky knew no such spell.

"Can ah help you?" The giant red stallion asked. Night was no small unicorn, he stood at around thirteen hands which was above average for any pony. His body was not necessarily muscular, but it was toned like a runner's, the result of living in Manehattan where traffic prevented carriages from getting over six miles an hour. Night often had to run to his job, as the hay factory he worked at was near the outskirts of the city and Night couldn't afford any of the apartments in that area. Five miles of running each morning in a suit and tie, then five miles of walking at the end of the day. It helped Night build up good stamina and a fit body, but this earth pony....he was something else.

Towering over Night at a shocking twenty hands, this red stallion was an absolute perversion of earth pony biology. He had huge muscles all over his body, which Night could not help but notice since he wasn't wearing a shirt. His veins stood out even on his red coat and Night could see them expand and contract as blood pumped throughout his body. There was straw in his blonde tail, and in the shoulder length hair on his head. The most unbelievable thing about the stallion however, was that in one hand he clutched a thick piece of rope connected to a huge metal plough. This dark red stallion was performing the work of two ponies, and he was barely breaking a sweat.

Normally Night Sky would have avoided a behemoth, but in this case he got caught up staring, marveling at the way this truly unbelievable horse dragged the plough through the soil with ease. This of course led to him getting caught staring.

"I-I...I was just coming by to visit. I'm friends with Applebloom." Night struggled to answer the stallion's earlier question. The pony didn't seem very intelligent but Night wouldn't dare try using his spell on the guy unless he was restrained with a couple miles of rope, and chains, and probably also cement.

The red pony eyed him up and down suspiciously but found nothing to complain about. He just shrugged and got back to pulling. Night watched awestruck as the stallion pulled the plough while whistling a merry tune.

"Hey Night! You comin' or what?" A little yellow tomboy called out for him.

"Huh? Oh, yes. I'm coming." Night turned around and ran over to Applebloom, who was walking up to a ginormous red barn. After spending a few days with his filly friends Night was ready to move onto his next big catch. He flipped a bit to decide between Rarity and Applejack, and was thus led to the huge farm that Applebloom lived and worked on.

"Sweet Apple Acres" the sign read, "Weeks till zap apple harvest: 1" a much smaller sign that hung below the first one read. Night knew about zap apples and the delicious jam they were used to make. A seasonal store in Manehattan sold bottle of the stuff for insane prices.

As the filly and stallion approached the front of the barn, Night noticed two ponies angrily yelling at each other.

"Four shipments? Four shipments!? Are you insane you old geezer!? I need at least ten shipments to even turn a damn profit!" A sharply dressed, cream colored stallion yelled. His hair was slicked back with excessive amounts of gel and his tie, one of the douchiest things Night had ever seen, had a gold bit sign embroidered on it.

"You're the one who's insane! Ya don't know anything 'bout anything! Ah can't even promise you those four shipments. Zap apples trees aren't like your employees Rich, ah can't jus' tell 'em to make more apples." The light green mare yelled back at the stallion. She was far older than him, with white hair that stuck out in all directions. She was wearing a moomoo and orange scarf that was spotted with tiny red apples. Despite her old age, she looked far more furious than the stallion yelling at her. Night had heard about this old mare. Her name was Granny Smith, one of the first settlers in Ponyville.

"This is unbelievable! You're the farmer for Celestia's sake! FARM!"

"Daddy, I wanna go back home. It's filthy out here." Night's attention was drawn to a filly he hadn't noticed before. She stood behind the stallion who was apparently her dad, wearing very expensive looking clothes. A white skirt and black shorts underneath, a black top, and a yellow jacket with a name embroidered on both pockets.
"Rarity" Night was beginning to think that perhaps this fashion mare wasn't the one copying designs.

The filly was also wearing a tiara encrusted with what looked like actual diamonds.

Her dad's tone shifted immediately to one of caring and understanding as he spun around to face his daughter, gently resting a hand on her shoulder.. "Of course Diamond. We can leave as soon as daddy finishes making sure this old coot doesn't single handedly ruin his business." His gaze turned to meet Night and Applebloom. "Oh look, there's one of your friends. Why don't you two play while daddy finishes his negotiations." With that, the stallion turned back around and continued his tirade on the old mare, who shot back at him angrily, pointing out how little he knew about farming.

"Oh no, here she comes..." Applebloom said with a hint of disgust in her voice. The two fillies were clearly not good friends.

The pink pony walked up them and stared down Night Sky. "And who are you supposed to be?" She asked, seemingly offended by his mere presence.

"My name is Night Sky. I'm friends with Applebloom here." Applebloom gave him a gentle nudge. "Oh and a Cutie Mark Crusader."

"Yeah Tiara!" Applebloom "He loves our club!"

The little pink filly burst into laughter, snorting like a pig. "So this loser is a blank flank? Or did he take eighteen years to get his cutie mark too?"

The two fillies argued much in the same way as their parents, just without throwing out as many obscenities. Night noticed that the two full grown ponies were completely distracted with their shouting, not even looking over at the girls who were screaming at each other. Night's ears were hurting from the high pitched yells. Frustrated, Night quickly charged up his spell.

"And other thin- hey! What are you doing!?" Night raised his hand and quickly clasped it over the pink filly's mouth as he cast the spell on her greedy little mind. She succumbed to him rather easily. With the girl in a state of waking unconsciousness, Night took the chance to grab the tiara off her head and examine it, while Applebloom laughed at the now helpless filly.

They were actual diamonds. Fourteen to be exact, decorating the very accurate recreation of the tiara that Celestia wore back when her mother and aunt were still the princesses. It must've cost a fortune. He placed it back on the girl's head, happy that he finally caught a slave with some actual money, and then crouched so that he was at eye level with the tiara-wearing brat. He was in no mood to have sex with her. She annoyed him, and he already had three sex hungry fillies at his disposal. But he figured he would do something nice for the girl beside him.

"Listen here. As soon as you get home you'll find yourself developing a very romantic attraction to Applebloom. She'll be all you can think about. You can't help but imagine eating lunch, going on shopping sprees, and having very sexy make-out sessions with Applebloom. You don't care that she lives on a farm, or what your friends would say. You'll even help Applebloom with her chores, because it means you get to spend time with her. You will be hopelessly in love with Applebloom."

He stood up, giving the yellow filly a wink. She stared up at him wide-eyed, bouncing up and down in excitement. Night couldn't help but imagine what the two of them would get up to when the rich girl confessed her newfound love. His thoughts were interrupted however, by a new development in front of the barn.

"You old dirty bitch! I will buy your whole damn farm and sell it just like I do with your jam!" The rich stallion screamed.

"Alright, that's enough!" A new voiced yelled. Night turned his attention to the side of the barn. An orange earth mare with long blonde hair had just walked out of the toolshed that was attached to the giant red building. She was holding a long length of rope and wore a cowgirl hat. She walked over and stood between the rich stallion and the old mare.

"Filthy Rich, we can't promise ya even one shipment but, if we do have a good harvest then you'll be the first one to know." Filthy Rich sighed. He clearly wasn't satisfied, but he caved in.

"Fine."

"Good." The orange mare, presumably Applejack unless there was another sister on the farm, continued. " Now both of ya'll should be ashamed! Swearing like that in front of the girls an'...this here stranger." All eyes turned to Night Sky, who sheepishly waved to them. Applebloom also waved.

Filthy Rich scoffed at the mare, who glared daggers at him. Once again, he sighed. With a roll of his eyes, the stallion spoke. "I am sorry for my outburst. Please do tell me the quality of the harvest when it hits." He turned to leave, calling to his daughter who was just starting to come to. "Come on Sweetheart. Let's go home."

"H-huh? Okay Daddy. Ooh! Can we stop for ice cream on the way?"

The rich stallion chuckled. "Of course sweetie. Anything for daddy's little girl."

Night watched the two of them walk away, figuring he probably wouldn't have to hypnotize the tiara girl's dad in order to spend his money. Just make the filly ask for a couple hundred bits and he'd write up a check on the spot.

"Howdy!" Applejack was now standing right behind Night. At this distance he could make out the finer details of the mare. Her face was absolutely covered in freckles, just like her little sister. Night found it adorable. Applejack was in amazing shape, her flannel shirt tied into a bow just below her breasts allowed Night to see the very impressive six pack she had going. The mare's thighs were huge. Her legs were impressive overall in fact, the thick muscles were clung to tightly by her jeans. Appleajack's tits and ass were not the most impressive that he had seen, but they were certainly nothing to scoff at. Night found his eyes drawn to the tuft of fur that stuck out just above her breasts, a rare trait that only a few mares had. It looked extremely soft and he desperately wanted to play with it. That would have to wait however, as he first had to get the mare under his control.

"Hello there. I'm Night Sky. I'm a friend of your sister's."

"Friend of Applebloom's? That's great. She makes a lot of friends. Ah'm Applejack but most ponies just call me AJ."

"Well okay AJ. I'm a bit new in town and was kind of hoping that I could get a tour of the famous Sweet Apple Acres."

"Famous?" Applejack asked surprised.

"Well of course. We hear all about you back in Manehattan."

This was a lie. Most ponies in Manehattan had no clue where their produce came from, and most of them had never even seen a real life farm. This was Night's first time seeing one in fact, and it wasn't all that impressive, but his words clearly made the mare happy, which was good. He needed her to be happy for his spell to work. Very, very happy.

"Well ah was just about to start roundin' up the the bulls. You can tag along and ah'll show you around."

"Sounds like a plan." Night said, holding back his mischievous grin.

Applejack spent the next hour pointing out every random rock or broken stick on the farm and describing the deep history behind it. It was truly an excessive amount of information that Night had trouble keeping track of. The farm and more importantly, the zap apples, were the only reason that Ponyville existed as well as why Filthy Rich had all his money. She also told him some things he needed to know, such as who the red stallion he'd seen ploughing was. He was the oldest sibling, Big Macintosh. He did all the heavy lifting around the farm, and wasn't very talkative.

The two walked through a thick forest of apple trees. Applejack described the different apples growing on each individual tree, apparently trying to kill Night Sky with boring facts. Thankfully, the unimportant information that AJ was spewing allowed Night time to think. They were secluded deep within the apple orchard. No pony around for at least a mile, perfect. Night's eyes were drawn towards the rope in AJ's hand that she turned into a lasso as they walked.

Dominatrix Fluttershy had taught him how to tie very strong knots and even encouraged him to tie her and Dashie up whenever he felt like it. Using a lasso however, was not something he knew how to do, but trying new things was something that Night loved to do. He reached out with his magic, grabbing the rope and pulling it away from Applejack.

"Huh? What'd ya do that for?" She asked before catching sight of the lasso, magically floating in the air and being twirled around. "What are ya doin'?"

Night spun the lasso faster and then threw it at the mare, missing her entirely. She burst into laughter, actually having to hold onto her sides as she laughed at the horribly failed attempt at lassoing at pony.

"Hahaha I-I'm sorry but that was just hilarious. What were ya even aiming for?"

Night did not take the hit to his stallionliness well. He quickly picked up the lasso again with his magic and twirled it around in the air. This time when he threw it, the loop actually got around AJ. However, he had intended to restrain her arms, and instead caught her ankles. When he pulled the rope with all his magical strength, the orange farmpony toppled over on the ground.

"Sorry!" He didn't mean to hurt the mare. She flopped around on the ground, trying to get back up while Night began tying her arms up.

"Hey! Quit it! Let me go!" She shouted at him. He was in no mood to hear more yelling. Looking around for something to gag Applejack with he only spotted hundreds upon hundreds of apples.

It would have to do.

Night reached up and grabbed an apple, plucking it from the tree. With his magic, he pick up the now restrained AJ and jammed the fruit into her mouth, then wrapped the rope around it so that she could not spit the thing out. AJ bit down hard on the apple, which caused the sweet juice to spray out and slowly begin to drop down onto her chin.

"That taste good? I'll let you have another one after we're done."

There was a very tall apple tree a few feet away. Night approached it, dragging along Applejack. He swung the end of the rope around the sturdiest looking branch, noting that AJ had brought a truly excessive amount with her. These bulls must've been some very angry fighters. He hoisted the mare up the tree, pulling the rope back down until he was eye level with Applejack's crotch. The remainder of the rope was tied in a very strong knot around a lower branch, keeping the mare at that height and guaranteeing she would not drop.

Applejack hung there, swinging back and forth. She stared at Night, pure hatred in her eyes. He didn't really pay attention, far more concerned with unzipping her pants and pulling them off, as well as the pair of bright red panties that she had on underneath. The girl shivered in the cold air, yelling at him from behind the apple gag. Night Sky leaned in closer and took a slow lick of Applejack's pussy.

"No way..." Another lick, this time he stuck his tongue inside her, pushing it past her folds and into her honeypot. He withdrew his tongue after a few seconds. "No fucking way! Is this some sort of joke? You taste like apple pie."

It was true. The fluids inside the mare's pussy tasted delicious, like an apple pie topped with ice cream. Vanilla ice cream to be exact. Night stuck his tongue back inside her and twirled it around, causing the mare to buck her hips. He couldn't taste anything except that delicious apple pie flavored pussy juice. Night stuck his tongue all the way in, pressing his face against the girl's soft warm crotch. He stared up at her while licking around inside her snatch. AJ's eyes were shut tight, she clearly had a dilemma on her hands as she tried to ignore her own pleasure. She was not as strong willed as she let on and this stallion was quickly breaking her down. Something about being tied up and helpless added to the experience. The strong earth pony had never been in such a compromising position. This was new and exciting territory for her, but also scary and morally wrong.

Night's mouth eventually found AJ's clit and he made sure to give it some attention. The mare convulsed under his tongue. This new pleasure made her forget about escaping. Her mind switched tracks to breaking out of the rope and fucking this stallion's face, but then he stopped. She whined behind the apple and looked down at him. Lost in haze of her own pleasure she would be willing to beg the strange rapist to continue playing with her.

Looking down was very big mistake. Night laughed to himself as he untied and lowered the mare. That was easier than he had expected. A third mare down, and only three more to go. As he undid the final knot on the bondage he'd trapped Applejack in, Night Sky wondered if he would actually face a real challenge on his quest.

His question was answered by a loud snort. A small cloud of hot air hit the back of his neck and Night froze up. Somepony was looming over him, breathing heavily, blocking out the sun and casting his shadow on Night. He slowly turned around and came face to chest with Big Mac. Night took a step back and looked behind Mac, finding a small clearing in the trees. He focused his magic into a teleportation spell but was far too drained to cast it.

Mac grabbed Night Sky by the horn and lifted him three feet into the air. They locked eyes, Mac seemingly trying to funnel his pure hatred into Sky's very soul.

"This is it." Night thought to himself. "This is how I die. I'm not even going to get to see Princess Luna naked."

Mac pulled his free hand back and formed a fist, ready to more than likely break Night's jaw. The much weaker unicorn closed his eyes tight and prepared for the worst.

"Mac! Stop! Don't hurt Mr. Sky!" A familiar voice called out. Night's eyes shot open just in time to see Applebloom latch herself onto Big Mac's hand.

"Applebloom, let go." Mac demanded angrily, shaking his arm up and down in an attempt to force the filly off. She wouldn't let go however, even when he practically tossed her into the air.

"He's mah friend! Ah don't want you to hurt him!" Applebloom shouted in response.

"PTOO... Maybe you should listen to her Mac. She's got a death grip on ya." Applejack said as she stood up and spat the apple out of her mouth.

"Applejack, put your pants on!" Mac diverted his gaze, trying to remain the gentlestallion that he thought himself to be. AJ just chuckled at him.

"Yeah yeah ah will. But seriously Mac. It was just a lil' fun between two grown ponies."

"Ah saw him usin' his magic on ya!" Once again, Applejack just chuckled.

"You've never been with a unicorn Mac. That's just somethin' that they tend to do. Spices thangs up, ya know?"

Mac grit his teeth and glared at Night again. He briefly considered using his thumb to break the unicorn's horn, but decided that would be too cruel. He dropped the little stallion, who's hands immediately clutched his horn and felt to make sure it wasn't bent or damaged.

"Come on Applebloom, ya shouldn't be seein' this sort of stuff." He turned around and walked away, with Applebloom still tightly bound to his arm. The little yellow filly gave Night Sky a thumbs up as she was taken away, and Night returned it. That little girl had just saved his life, if he hadn't already given her the rich brat he'd feel indebted.

"Mmm, well that was fun Night, but ah believe there was some mention of a second apple?" The mare was licking her lips, staring at Night's crotch.

"Oh there are so many apples waiting for you. But first, let's get somewhere safer."

Applejack didn't even both buttoning up her jeans since she would just be pulling them off again as soon as they were alone. The two ponies went up into her room, avoiding Granny Smith and Big Mac along the way. Night locked the door while Applejack flopped down on the bed, untying her shirt before pulling it off.

Night dove for the patch of fluffy fur above her tits, kissing the tender flesh underneath. It was one of the softest things he had ever felt. The fur tickled his nose as he rubbed his face in it. Applejack fell backwards, unaware of how much pleasure that would bring her. Night pinned her arms to her sides and kept at her assault on her chest fluff. This did not last long however, as AJ soon became needy and Night over onto his back. It was her turn to crawl on top of the stallion and hold his arms down. She sat on his face, positioning her pussy on top of Night's mouth. He stuck his tongue in it, once again reveling in the delicious juice.

The two began a game, taking turns wrestling control from one another. When Night decided to get on top he first wormed his arms out from underneath Applejack's legs and grabbed her by the hips, which had been bouncing up and down on top of his face, before flipping her over him. She landed on her back and Night quickly scrambled to get around to the other side of the bed while pulling his pants down. AJ rubbed her cunny while she watched him struggle with his belt. When he finally got it off his pants simply fell to the ground. The farmpony swatted the stallion's hands away from his underwear and stuck her hand in it, fishing his big hard cock out. It distracted her. While the mare stared at his big, pulsating stallionhood and absent mindedly stroked it back and forth, Night had reached her hands around to the back of her head. Without warning, Applejack's face was forced forwards and she was made to swallow half the length of his cock.

She choked on it, of course, but Night found great comfort in the contractions of her throat. He pulled her head back while also pulling away his hips. The cock left AJ's mouth and she hacked up a lung. It took her a few seconds to recover, but once she did the sexy mare held her mouth open wide for his dick. This time Night forced her all the way down, and listened with glee as she choked on the full length of his hard member.

AJ took over next, pulling her head away from his dick and picking the unicorn up with ease and tossing him onto the bed in her place. The orange mare crawled onto his lap and held her pussy over his dick. Night grabbed it and helped to line the shaft up with her tight canal. His cock was slick and sticky, and went into the horny farmer rather easily.

Applejack wasted no time. She slammed herself down on his meaty pole hard. Both ponies groaned sexily. Night was not going to be able to get out from under the mare, and he really had no desire to, but he did want to show some semblance of control. The most obvious targets were her breasts. He latched himself onto one while using his fingers to pinch the other. His playing worked well, the mare squealed at his touch. Night absolutely loved the feeling of her soft chest, which contrasted starkly with the rest of her body which was extremely well defined and muscular.

Night's cock was beginning to swell up inside of AJ and she could feel it. She bounced up and down on his cock faster, covering it in her sticky, delicious marecum. The stallion finally released her nipples and grabbed her hips. He was slamming into her from underneath, grunting with each thrust until he finally burst. His cock sprayed the walls of her pussy with hot jizz as he forced the girl all the way down onto his shaft. He felt himself push past something inside her as he let off his final shot of cum inside her baby bakery.

Spent, the two ponies collapsed beside each other on the bed, breathing heavily and covered in sweat.

From downstairs, somepony yelled. "AJ! AB! Big Mac! Supper's ready!"

"Fuck" Night thought to himself "I'm really hungry. I hope they made apple pie."

They did make apple pie, much to Night Sky's excitement.

"Granny, this is mah friend Night. He's gonna join us for supper." Applejack told her grandmother.

"Okay dear. There's plenty of food." In this stage the old mare didn't look like she could hurt a fly. It was strange to see the same pony that had been yelling absolutely detestable things at Filthy Rich earlier now act so frail and innocent.

At the table Night had to sit directly across from Big Macintosh, and inbetween Applebloom and Applejack. The apple sisters were rubbing up and down his thighs while they ate, with the much more forward Applejack often grabbing his junk and giving it a firm squeeze. Night Sky was very thankful for the two hypnotized girls, not just because of how frisky they were, but also because they were pretty much the only thing keeping the angry stallion from literally tearing his head off.

Night Sky ate his pie happily, grinning up at Mac while thinking of all the ways he could bewitch this hulking beast. One word kept coming to mind.

Incest.