The One That Takes Flowers
The Apple family has always been an example to all Ponyville, not only because it was its founder, but also because they had always showed a great sense of honesty. However, there was in the family who showed this trait more than the others… and also who showed the least.
Big Mac is, to anyone who knows him, an example of hard work and dedication. However, hiding under all that shyness that he seems to have, it hides in his core a dark side that tends to manifest once in a while. Secretly, this big and muscular red stallion has the desire to deflower young fillies.
He never understood the reason to this obsession of his. Maybe it was the fact of liking the pleasure that he felt by taking their virginity, knowing that he was the first stallion they had intercourse with. Or maybe it was the simple fact of fillies having petit but attractive bodies. The only thing that he knew was that he couldn’t control this desire of his when it appeared.
Many were the fillies that had their flowers taken by the big farm stallion, but that didn’t stop him from continuing to search for more. He even had already created his own method to satiate his desire and not be caught for it.
However, the moment where the number of virgin fillies in Ponyville became very low arrived, what caused Big Mac to stay in abstention for long periods of time. That reflected on his behavior, turning him much more restless and impatient. His own family started to notice all these changes of humor, but he refused to explain what was happening with him. Not even working on the apple farm was able to distract him. If he didn’t manage to somehow satiate his desire, Big Mac feared what he could come to do.
While he was bucking an apple tree to pick its apples, his youngest sister, Apple Bloom, passed by him, playing with her two best friends: Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. Normally, Big Mac would just ignore them three and continue to work, but something on that day was different.
His sexual desire that he had been trying to repress started to resonate, while he started to feel an attractive musky scent. His attention turned immediately to the source of that intoxicating scent: Sweetie Belle. When Big Mac laid his eyes on her, he started to notice in details that he never had noticed on her. He noticed on her silky mane that shine with the sun, on her smooth and soft coat and her body that started to adopt the form of a grown mare. All that started to leave Big Mac in a frenzy, seeing in Sweetie Belle the opportunity to finally satiate his craving for deflowering another filly. This expectation started to turn his big cock hard.
It was then that his consciousness and shame started to act, making Big Mac to hide behind the tree where he was bucking. You can’t do this!, the little voice in his head said to him, She’s your little sister’s friend! She’s like family, for Celestia’s sake!
Big Mac tried to use this arguments to better control his craving and, for brief moments, he managed to do it, but when he peeked and saw Sweetie Belle smiling, making one of her filly giggling, the erotic perspective that he had about her came back even stronger. Not even his little voice was able to fight it. Ah, fuck it! Big Mac decided.
He returned to the farmhouse and went to his room where he got out a locked trunk that he kept under his bed. After he went to take the key that he kept under a false bottom of a drawer, he opened the trunk. Inside, there was a blindfold, rope and two chloroform flasks, where one was half empty. There was also a notebook where Big Mac noted all the fillies whose flowers he had taken, and also where he kept a piece of their respective manes, using the scissors he had also in the trunk. He decided that it was time to add another one to his collection.
Watching the three CMC, he waited for the moment when they went separated ways to go home and, when Sweetie Belle was finally all alone, Big Mac decided to act. He approached discretely the young filly through the empty streets of Ponyville and, when she less expected, Big Mac grabbed her from behind, while he covered her muzzle with a rag soaked in chloroform. The little filly still tried to fight, but Big Mac was too big and strong. Eventually, Sweetie Belle ended up fainting. Making sure nopony was nearby, Big Mac carried Sweetie Belle to the cart he normally used to transport apples. He put her there and then covered, starting then to get away, transporting the cart.
Without arousing suspicion, Big Mac went to the most isolated part of Ponyville where an old barn belonging to his family was located and that was abandoned. Almost nopony passed there and those who did never approached the old barn. It was the perfect place, the place where Big Mac came to turn his fantasies true.
He got in the barn and, after doing so, he took Sweetie Belle from the cart and laid her gently on the hay that was there and that he had brought to cuddle the objects of his fantasies. Looking to Sweetie Belle, unconscious and lying on the hay, Big Mac still felt disgust toward himself for what he was about to do, but his desire was always stronger and commanded him to advance with the plan.
The red stallion hasted to tie the little filly’s front hooves, placing them behind her back, and then the hind hooves. After that was done, Big Mac couldn’t hold any longer and started to kiss Sweetie Belle, starting by her neck and then her mouth. Feeling his lips touching Sweetie Belle’s soft coat made Big Mac starting to feel himself excited, even more when he started to pass his hooves by her body, her small and delicate body.
It was then that he felt the little one starting to move. She should be starting to wake up from her faiting. Hastening to go to the cart, Big Mac brought the blindfold and a gag and put them on her. The little filly became very alarmed when she woke up and found herself in that situation, but Big Mac soon subdued her and whispered “Schh”. He continued to kiss Sweetie Belle and soon started to feel his cock getting hard and show all of its greatness. The time he had waited for the most had arrived.
Holding Sweetie Belle’s body with his front hooves and opening her hind legs with his, Big Mac prepared his mighty dick, leaning its head on her pussy and, with a thrust, he slithered in his stallionhood to the inside of the little filly, who released a scream of pain, while the stallion made a big moan of pleasure. That was the feeling that delighted him so much: feeling the innocence of that filly being undone by him, while the blood of her virginity got released.
After that moment of pure relief, Big Mac kissed Sweetie Belle trembling neck, while he let his cock explore her vagina, while he involved the young filly’s body in a tight embrace, where his hooves explored each touch and his nostrils captured each scent.
Then, Big Mac erected his bulky body soaked in sweat and started to thrust, searching to reach the climax. For each thrust, whose rhythm started to increase, Big Mac produced a pleasurable moan, while Sweetie Belle cried. It was then that the big stallion started to feel he was getting to the climax and, with a last and strong thrust, Big Mac let out a primary scream, while he fill her with his load. After that moment, Big Mac take some time to recover his breath, while he felt drops of his sweat falling over the little filly that was under him. A smile appeared on his face.
After he recovered the breath, he took out his monstrous dick from Sweetie Belle and went to take the trunk that he kept on that barn, whose content would help him to hide what he had done. After making Sweetie Belle to faint again, Big Mac cleaned the blood of her virginity and made her take a forgetting potion that he had brought on one of his travels to Canterlot to deliver apples. Although he had taken all the precautions so Sweetie Belle couldn’t recognize him, he wasn’t willing to take the risk of having her remembering what happened. Then, he made her drink a contraceptive potion and, after taking out the rope, the blindfold and the gag from her, put her again on the cart and took her to a place where she would be able to go home when she awake. Before leaving her, he cut a mane lock.
Returning to his room, Big Mac opened his secret trunk that he had there, where he kept the blindfold and the chloroform flask. Then, he took the notebook where he registered the last flower he had taken. Before putting there the mane lock, Big Mac smelled it, remembering the exciting moment he had lived a few moments ago.
The big red stallion couldn’t wait for the next filly that would have her flower taken by him.
Author's Note
I don’t know if I’m continuing this story. I think all depends on the reviews and the ideas I may have. So I’ll just leave it on hiatus.