Lifetime Benefits

You looked over your stock of potions after the last couple of days or so. Luckily, you had rationed everything out well enough that no one would be able to exhaust your stock regardless of whoever came to pay a visit. After a few hours mulling over things before bed you set up a few beakers and start cooking up another batch of the green potion at the very least.

Before long you fell into the routine, making slight adjustments and stirring contents as usual. You also cooked a small dinner of fish and fresh salad to the side. Hunger was still the detriment of society. You still thought Grigori was crazy for getting you into eating seafood since you were a pony but nowadays, hundreds of years later, you were glad to have tried it. It was hard enough to get fresh fish but you had made contacts with the Griffon Consular that was in the Canterlot Embassy. They weren’t exactly doing well but they appreciated your business and didn’t overcharge you for the deliveries. It also helped that the Consular had been one of your clients so long ago that she held a soft spot for you… well, one part of you.

After eating and looking out the window at the night sky of Canterlot you slowly finished your ministrations and meal in a timely manner before heading to sleep… that was until you noticed something wrong. One of the beakers for some reason was glowing a bright golden color. That only happened when you used Zebrican Hibiscus petals in your concoctions.

“Damn… wasted some resources.” You chastised yourself for the blunder. You had made the golden potions before but very rarely. Almost no one could handle that effect and you never made any attempt to use them either. You, in truth, only had two of those potions mixed though it was almost time to toss them away before they went bad.

Sighing, you corked up the potion and placed it to cool with the rest. Even if you couldn’t use it, maybe somepony would use it. You were probably going to try to find a buyer tomorrow. With those thoughts you trotted off for your secret loft. There were a few moments of looking over plans for some new rooms but they would have to wait until the zoning could be checked out. Sleep came naturally and once again you calmly shielded your mind from any invasions.

It had been a peaceful night… and, yet…

“Now lookie here sonnie… You and I both know what needs to be done here. This is a legacy to uphold.” Came a southern drawl from a older earth pony mare with blonde tresses done up in two pony tails.

You closed your eyes and rubbed your forehead remembering who the mare in question was. Annie Smith Apple. One of the famous Apple Family ponies who helped found that town Ponyville. She had also been a client a very long time ago though back then you didn’t exactly have the same level of space as you did now. Everything then had been word of mouth, and your first venture had you having to participate in an orgy without any of the potions you had made. Never again you told yourself everyday after that. The problem wasn’t that she had appeared once again. The problem was that Mrs. Smith came with another mare.

Each were dressed in similar matching jean shorts though the younger mare’s were much shorter. They also had modest buttoned up blouses, white and tan respectively, and matching red scarves around their necks. While Mrs. Smith was a green earth pony… the other mare was a shade of gamboge. Your artistry skills needed a touch up eventually but you could get away with it. She was pensive before answering.

“How is this even a legacy? I mean this stallion here doesn’t seem to think so.” She shot back though in a generally submissive tone.

“That ain’t it. He just don’t like it when he sees mares making a fuss. He’s fine.” Smith answered back waving off the concern while you watched the scene before you play out.

You honestly didn’t care… though that was more from figuring out how to tune out the unimportant parts of conversations over the centuries you had been alive. It didn’t help that you knew why they were here if the smell of pears was any indication. That… was a set of warning bells in your mind since Apples usually smelled of apples and only apples.

The conversation continued on until Mrs. Smith had the last word telling the mare to uphold Apple family tradition before leaving the building entirely. You quietly cast a spell making certain that she was still close by catching her hanging around the entrance of the building on a bench you had placed out there. It was an inconspicuous thing you placed to keep the building looking like every other one out there. You would need to have a word with her before you started or even agreed to anything that she had planned out.

“Um… hi there.” The younger mare spoke up clearly out of her depth and nervously playing with her mane.

She was actually very beautiful and seemed to hold herself as a southern belle like lady though the condition of her brown boots, completely scuffed and marred, told a different story altogether. Her turquoise eyes stared at you as you turned to give her your full divided attention. It didn’t help that it was clear that she didn’t exactly want to be there… at least not fully. It seemed even she could tell that you could smell the reason she was here.

“Hello… I take it you’re the newest Apple then?” You dryly stated instead of asked though your tone was hard to make out.

“Yeah… not exactly by choice mind you.” She whispered under her breath. “I mean… yes! Yes I am. Here to uphold the Apple name that’s for sure.” She quickly tacked on giving a fake smile which you merely nodded to.

“Good to know. Always a… treat… to see another Apple.” You quietly answered back before coughing into your hand. “Anyways… I take it you know what this place is?”

“Oh yes. One of the mares I know told me about it.” The mare shot back.

“Whom do you speak of?” You asked weighing your options on whether you needed to complain to Velvet again.

“Cookie Crumbles. She said there was a special place that took care of mare problems and that it had no string attached. When Mrs… I mean Ma found out she said it was a right of passage of some hooey like that.” She answered back twiddling her fingers behind her back if you were guessing right.

“I see.” You mentally apologized for suspecting Velvet but knew it was only a matter of time. “I do indeed take care of things but it doesn’t sound like you need that.” You mentioned as you placed the waiver and sign in sheet on the front desk. More precautionary than anything in your mind since you had a weird feeling something was going to happen.

“It’s not that… well it is. What I mean is that… well, I don’t really know what I mean.” She stumbled over her words as uncertainty painted her face.

“Look… “ You stopped and waved your hand at her to give you her name.

“P… Buttercup. Yes… Buttercup.”

“Look Buttercup, “ You mentioned with a slight twinge of disbelief which she caught on to, “For now go ahead and take these papers with you to look over in the lounge while I talk with the other mare for a short while. If you don’t want anything to happen you don’t have to. Is this fine?”

She nodded and followed you to the back into the lounge. Taking a seat on the couch she quietly read over the papers and pondered things while you leave an inked quill before her. She merely stared over the contents of the page as you left her to her own devices. You also left a glass of water and informed her where the bathroom was within the building.

Leaving her behind your magic flared up as you quietly locked up the toy and bedroom areas. The other two rooms were always locked anyways. You needed to have a talk with that over traditional woman you knew so long ago.

She said nothing as you sat next to her. The ponies of Canterlot were too busy making their rounds to notice the two of you. It helped that the glamour surrounding the building extended to the bench whenever you willed it. She peered at your from the corner of her eyes waiting for you to make the first move.

“So… first daughter in law I take it?” You casually asked while watching the ponies.

“Yessir. Not exactly a happy day but I ain’t gonna toss her out on her rear. She made a choice and I can’t hold her as wrong for doing so.” Mrs. Smith answered back.

“Yeah… I noticed when she managed to actually fib her way through not saying her real name. You Apples all can’t tell lies at all.” You chuckled which left her pouting.

“Now hold up there. We can do anything we set our mind to. She’s an Apple through and through.” She answered back resolutely stating it.

“Maybe… but she shouldn’t be made to do this. She isn’t an Apple mare… and I’m sure we both know what that entails.” You stated with a grim smile which left her wincing into a deep blush. Her eyes hinted at a small sadness which you took as her conceding a point.

“I reckon you’re right. Still she told me she was going to be the best Apple she could be. It’s just the closer we got the colder her feet got. All the Apples handled this. I’m certain even she can.” She muttered the last part under her breath.

“She’ll decide on her own. I’ll follow through like always.” You reminded her patting her on the back.

“Yes you will. You’ve been a good friend to the apples… even if you’re a liar.” She stated before resting her head on your shoulder.

Long ago the Apples had figured out that you had been around much longer than they had been though it was with a former Matriarch… who you had rutted into a dribbling meat puppet over the course of three days, on her orders at that. Needless to say, you had been a close friend of the family… at least on the mare side of things. The stallion side would pick fights if they found out… which you usually won because you didn’t fight fair as they wanted. You weren’t stupid after all.

That relationship had you take care of generations of Apples whenever they weren’t trying to have kids. It helped whenever they didn’t want a shotgun wedding which had plagued them during Mrs. Smith’s earlier childhood.

With a quiet pat you stood up as you left the pensive mare to mull over things. Hopefully she didn’t need anything that day either.

You stopped at the front desk and looked over the potions… before selecting the golden one. This was one of the only reasons that you ever had these potions made in the first place. It was something you knew every single Apple mare needed… but this mare in particular wasn’t an Apple. At least, she wasn’t yet. You politely knocked on the door to the lounge. There was a slight scuffling before she answered.

“Come in.” Buttercup answered out.

You stepped into the room. The musky smell of pears and trees was a bit heavier in the air. You could tell she tried to alleviate her symptoms before you had returned. This didn’t affect you as much as most mares thought. Every once in a while you got a strange mare who thought stallions would be entranced by the musk coming off their heated flowers. You weren’t so weak minded though. After decades of doing business whether officially or off the books as you put it, it no longer did anything to your libido at this point.

“So… what’s going on then?” You coyly muttered out for her to hear.

“N-nothing. Nothing at all. I… I guess we should get this over with then. I already signed the papers.” She handed the papers to you which you looked over before teleporting them under your desk for later storing. You step up to her kneeling slightly so you could look her in the eye.

“I talked to Smith… if you want we don’t have to do anything.” You resolutely stated only to get a smoldering glare from the mare in question. You merely stared back keeping a neutral gaze on her own.

“I can do this. I’m an Apple n… and I can do this.” She uttered with absolute authority on the manner.

“Fine. Then you have to tell me your name then. You did read what happens throughout the entire waiver, right?” You shoot back not missing a beat when she blanched from being called out on her lie.

“Pear Butter…” She answered before she mulled over something. “I know what I’m getting into. This is one of those pony brothels I’ve heard of that deal with mare problems. That’s what Mrs. Smi… Mom told me.”

“She technically wrong. This isn’t a brothel. If it was there would be more than one stallion.” You mentioned off hand causing her to turn to you in surprise.

“What?” She interjected but stayed sitting.

“Yeah. This is a clinic. I take care of problems. No strings attached and no buns in the oven either. For those of the Apple lineage though… well, they take things as a challenge. So… if you’re an Apple then I have to treat you as an Apple.” You muttered to her in a dry sardonic tone. She stopped and pondered once more.

“I know. I expect it.” She answered haughtily though the small southern twang from the word expect made it sound snarky to your ears.

“Fine. Remember I gave you several chances to walk away from this. Now that the terms are agreed to I will make sure to handle my part as expected of every Apple that walked through those front doors. Every. Single. One.” You answered heavily leaving your point after every single last word you spoke. She gulped but instead of backing down she merely stepped up and stood up to you.

“Bring it on, city slicker.” Pear Butter mustered as much of her confidence as she could and mostly likely her stubbornness as well.

Before anything could come from this Mrs. Smith slammed into the room from the door. The room went silent and you sighed in exasperation. There was no need for that to happen.

“It wasn’t locked you know.” You muttered out as you stepped out of the way letting her move over to Pear Butter. Exiting the room you took out the golden potion.

You didn’t want to drink it until you knew for sure that this was going to happen. If you didn’t then you could at the very least store the potion away and not need it for a very long time. There was a few loud tones within the room but nothing ever rose above a scream. You leaned against the wall opposite from where the door could slam open. It took a little while but the room quieted down once again and you knocked on the door once again.

“Come in…” Mrs. Smith stated in a resigned yet proud tone.

“Right then… I suppose… you’ve told her what’s going to happen?” You mentioned under your breath as you walked near her.

“No.” She answered to your chagrin. An Apple always was an Apple and they had to handle their own problems. Even when they created them for themselves in the first place. Years of tradition and pride made for horrible bedfellows in a sense.

“I see. And you’re sure of this Pear Butter?” You asked before you would drink the golden potion.

“Sure as an Apple can be.” Pear answered quite sweetly causing you to wonder what they both discussed. You slowly stepped behind the counter of the built in bar drinking the golden potion. It’s effect was a bit tingly as the shivers ran through your body. You hated the feeling and this would be one of those days as far as you were concerned.

“I’ll be outside then.” Mrs. Smith mentioned as she went back out the door. You followed and watched as she did as she said. You mentally sighed since this was turning into one of those complicated days.

“I’ll be in your care then today.” Pear Butter stepped up behind you keeping her hands behind her back.

“Of course. Follow me then.” You led the way over to the bedroom unlocking it with your magic and letting her enter first. She proudly stomped in clearly more confident of her choice now. You really should figure out what had changed exactly between when you left the room and reentered.

“So… now that we’re here, I reckon you’ll tell me now what the big hubbub is about you being here for the Apples. I mean, now I know this place is to deal with the heat between my legs now but it doesn’t seem like it should be that big a deal.” Pear chuckled, although nervously, as she wrung her hands.

“Funny choice of words. Anyways I suppose that you have the general idea right. I’m here to handle that. Now as for why it’s tradition… well you’ll see after we get started.” You slyly stated raising your hand over to the bed urging her over.

While she was still nervous, there was a certain bravado as she removed her her top letting you find out that she was wearing a very undersized sports bra that did nothing to hide the fact that she had D sized breasts. In truth you hadn’t even been paying attention to her body since you were being a damn professional at this point. You waited as she stood back up pushing her jean shorts down her body, once again, you noticed that she had quite the fat ass. You really had been too distracted to notice her body type in the first place and the fact she wore a pair of simple white panties.

“Ta-da?” Pear Butter raised her arms as if revealing something. That something was her body though she held herself awkwardly. You quirked your eyebrows in interest as you drank in her body inch by inch. While not a bodybuilder type she could be mistaken as amazonian in some regards since she was actually well defined. Lean muscled arms and legs and the outline of a six pack to go along with her well curved figure. The Farmer’s daughter ideal truly came to life before your eyes.

“Well you have my attention. But… since this is a clinic I have to ask you some questions before I take care of the problem.” You answered as your horn lit up. It closed the door behind you and you cast your prerequisite spells on your body. It didn’t help that the potion was doing its job making your stride a bit awkward.

“Yes?” Pear answered as she brought her arms over her chest hiding her cleavage as best as they could.

“Are you a virgin?” You asked seriously as you placed your hands on her shoulders. You pushed her down on the bed making her sit.

“...yes.” She muttered under her breath. Since she was Annie’s new daughter you thought she had been taken care of already by her son. You cursed under your breath since it meant that you would need to handle double the ministrations to her body than you expected. You also had to prepare the other spell you made because the Apple family males could be very vindictive to you in particular.

“That’s fine… might as well get started by getting you ready,” You mentioned as you took off your own shirt. You kept your baggy shorts on though. You were already going commando that day mostly out of preference and that weird urge to go freeballing at least every once in a while. It was also to hide what every Apple eventually dealt with.

Sitting next to her you pulled her in locking lips with her. She seemed shocked at how the treatment was going but she made no attempt to stop it. Your hands traced up and down her body as you pushed her onto her back keeping your lips locked to her and pulling her tongue out with your own wrestling into submission. Her legs spasmed slightly as she realized what was going on from being swept into a strange tingling sensation throughout her body.

Wasting little time you pulled her sports bra down since it was a strapless piece of cloth. It was probably tight enough to keep them from moving around too wildly but that was neither here nor there. Gripping a sizable chunk of her tits your squeezed and rolled those sizable juggs around. Each time you’d place more pressure or go a bit faster as her body arched and tensed under your assault. The smell of pears grew stronger when your placed her nipples in between your fingers and pulled. Not hard… but enough to get her legs to spasm.

Finally pulling out of the kiss your took one of her breasts into your mouth and sucked away without a care in the world. Rolling your tongue around her nipple and pinching the other not in your mouth. Her voice strained to keep her squeaks to a bare minimum even biting her hand to keep the sound out. Distracted, she didn’t notice when your hand started to peel her now soaked pantes away. A little damp, mostly due to the heat, you managed to get her leg to cooperate removing them from at least one side of her body though you noticed she had kept her boots on.

Mentally shrugging you let her tit fall from your mouth with a satisfying pop. In her muddled state she looked down from her position as your moved your face right up to her crotch. You grabbed her thighs keeping them wide open as you looked over her precious flower drenched in juices and leaking almost uncontrollably. It would work out in your favor at the very least.

You let your tongue out and took a long slow taste of her pussy. Slowly your tongue trailed up from bottom to top tracing the creases of her lips in all their glory. As your tongue reached her now flared out clit you needled it with the tip of your tongue until you felt her hands clinging to your head. Pushing your face into her pussy you pushed your tongue deep into her wriggling it about. To be fair you were hungry and eating out at this point was the best idea you’d had all day. It didn’t help with all the moaning going on around you. Luckily a pair of thighs covered your ears while you dug your fingers into that supple fat ass of hers. Giving it a nice squeeze caused Pear’s hips to buck up releasing a bit of mare cum onto your face.

Pear gripped the bed trying her best to keep her body from spasming. It didn’t work. You didn’t really notice since your world was merely darkness, musk and wetness. You grabbed her clit softly in your teeth and pulled causing her to squirt slightly. As sopping wet as her pussy was you needed to get the other hole ready. It wasn’t something she noticed right away as you lowered your tongue to her asshole and began lubing it up. Rolling your tongue around while you pushed some fingers into her pussy. Massaging her walls until you coated your fingers in marecum you pushed your tongue in. You did a little trick you had as you started mumbling and trilling your r’s letting the vibrations course into her body.

Pear Butter violently shook as her body couldn’t take the sensation. She began screaming at the top of her lungs before releasing a deluge of marecum over your head. The only reason you could breath was that your tongue was still loosening her ass. Her body fell limp and her legs hung over the edge of the bed. You got up and used your shirt to clean off your now drenched head. It was slightly sticky forcing you to use your magic to grab all the liquid on your head and toss it off to the side for the moment.

“Well… you’re ready to handle the Apple Family challenge. Now don’t freak out but this is something they all go through.” You mentioned as you started to unbutton your pants.

“Mmh… overdramatic… not any surprise left.” Pear Butter muttered as she weakly turned her head to you.

You chuckled slightly as your cock slipped out of their confine. Then the other one popped out as well. The golden potion was special in that it gave you a second penis growing slightly above your original one. You had to thank your old zebra friend Ziara… she really enjoyed using this potion on you when you were learning potions with her.

“What the fuck is that!?” Pear screamed out but only her upper body was capable of moving. You jerked your hips up and down causing the two to bounce in tandem.

“This? Oh this is what the Apple Family decided to do as a Rite of Passage whenever they have their estrus. In truth, you’re the first mare out of the Apple Family to take this on. Now… you can still opt out and I can just use one at a time, if you don’t want to do this.” You quietly assured her and her eyes were firmly locked on your now bobbing cocks twitched as you let your eyes trace along her body. You quickly cast your Contraception spell and doubled the strength since you were handling for two at this point.

“I told you city slicker… I’m an Apple. You can use both to your heart’s content and I will take it like every Apple. Do your worst.” Pear Butter glared as she raised her hips and used her hands to open up her pussy and ass for you.

You rolled your eyes as you finally relented at trying to dissuade her from doing this. It was the same for every Apple. Lining yourself up you placed the tips against both holes which caused her to tense up. Using your magic to hold both in place you prodded both holes before pushing the tips inside. Raising your head to look her in the eyes she took a deep breath and tried to relax herself.

As soon as you felt her anus twitch you slowly pushed in another inch. Two inches in and you could hear her squeal slightly. Using your magic you held on to her shoulders to keep her from moving too much and pushed two more inches in. You could already feel the back of her hymen touching the tip of your upper cock. Her ass on the other hand was vehemently trying to milk you at this point.

The Golden potion as far as you’ve tested did give you two penises but it also turned down sensitivity. It was brewed with the longevity potion as its base. The side effect made it similar to the blue potion increasing cum production since you had to provide for both of them. Luckily it wasn’t like the red potion otherwise… well you were uncertain what kind of depravity you could get into at that point.

“Grit your teeth… I’m going in.” You ordered as Pear felt her eyes widen in shock. Her teeth clenched as you felt the resistance of her hymen railing against the first tower while her ass tried desperately to hold the other tower in place before it could be slotted in.

She was too well lubricated to stop it. You grabbed her thick thighs and broke that wall separating you and her. Her mouth was wide open stuck in a neverending gasp while she gripped the bed and nearly tore through the first sheet. Five inches… seven inches… eight. You felt the end coming up keeping one inch of both out of her. You weren’t going to hilt into her on the first go. You waited and watched as she let out a soundless scream. She was leaking something fierce and she hadn’t actually bled. It was rare to see but she was a natural at taking this kind of punishment… though you kept that in the back of your mind since you didn’t think any mare would ever enjoy hearing that. At least you didn’t think so.

You may have been an immortal being with a wealth of experience and knowledge with multiple successes throughout the millennia but even then you would never know the inner working of the female mind. That was impossible even for you.

“Ah!... Ah!... Aghsggh!” Pear Butter grunted as she finally took deep breaths. You kept yourself firmly locked within her. “Wha… wha… what, are you, you, you, waiting for!? Fuck! Me!” Pear Butter screamed as she looked desperate to get this over with. If you didn’t know any better you would have assumed that she was enjoying this sensation. So with practiced ease and making sure your grip was firmly on her body to keep her from forcing you back in, you pulled out to the tip.

“In!” She growled out.

You didn’t answer and thrusted the entire length in one go letting them glide into both holes hilting yourself deep inside her. Her face was a torrential mix of pain and pleasure as you did so again making very slow deliberate exits before deliberately shoving your length back inside her. Her face soon lost the pain part as she started letting her tongue hang out like some common whore.

Kneeling on the bed to pick up your pace and to let you jackhammer her snatch into oblivion, you moved your lips to her and grabbed her tongue sucking on it while she twitched and spasmed into an orgasmic bliss. Both of her holes were being filled and now it was going faster. Pear Butter screamed into your mouth as your lips connected letting you know that another orgasm had hit her… and hit her hard.

What followed was an exercise in how deep could you go with two nine inch cocks. Pulling her hips up into the air you slammed your hips down into her waiting pussy and ass filling both with your magically created dual cock system. Her eyes were unfocused and her tongue was still hanging out in blissful ignorance. Finally after so long… at least in your mind… you could feel your balls tightening. A smug smirk appeared on your face as you decided to no longer hold back. Pushing her hips back onto the bed your slammed both cocks into her mercilessly. Caught in the moment of sexual gratification you exploded.

The burst of (comparatively) boiling cum gushed out both of your cocks filling the poor mare and sending her sailing over the edge. While you had pounded her snatch and tight little hole she had been manhandling her tits. Twisting her nipples, pulling on them, even squeezing them tightly were fair game as that deluge of cum filled her womb and anal cavity. Feeling satisfied Pear Butter let out a small chuckle.

“That was easy…” She let out keeping herself held up by her elbows. You pulled out your cocks causing her to shudder from the sudden release as cum poured out of both holes pooling under her body.

“That was round one.” You explained as your cocks bobbed back to life pretty easily. Your magic gripped her placing her on her hands and knees.

“That… that was nothing! Do… do your… do your worst.” Pear tried to gallantly state… though her quavering voice and the fact that both her holes with slowly pulsing as if trying to be refilled made it impossible to take seriously. You bent down and prepared yourself again for another thrashing as you hilted once again into the bold mare before you.

Nothing changed this time except for your excitement at playing with her breasts with impunity. It was another exercise in balance making sure you let her hear the squelching of her cum soaked pussy and ass having either cock inside her. Rocking your hips in a certain way allowed one to go deeper than the other letting you find her G-spot one moment while stretching out her anus the other. Another stint of time mercilessly pounding away and another shot of cum flooding her lower body later caused Pear Butter to limply lie on the bed.

The door opened and an unphased Annie Smith walked into the room. Unperturbed as you pulled your cock out of her daughter in law. There was a nostalgic smile on her face.

“Congratulations Buttercup, you’ve made yourself into a fine Apple.” She stated to the tired and weak mare before us. “But… you’ve got a challenge rodeo ahead of ya now.”

“Huh…?” Pear managed out between gasps of breath.

“Yeah… that was round two which means I got one more in me. And here’s the final challenge that every Apple mare tries whenever they come to the clinic here. Think you can take both in one hole?” You folded your arms as the surrealness of the atmosphere around you finally sunk in. This was almost exactly like the first time Annie was brought in with her mother. It strangely was the same way for almost every generation of Apple you met… which was just weird. Apples were weird.

You looked at her shocked expression and she cycled through different emotions. Pride at being accepted as an Apple. Happiness at the heat being quelled. Lust at the two cocks still bobbing in front of her. Embarrassment at her mother in law seeing her like this. Confusion at her words. There was a cavalcade of emotions you noted as her expression faltered into determination.

“Bring it on.” Pear wheezed out as she laid back and spread her pussy out for the two of us to see. It didn’t help that she was leaking out cum like crazy at the same time.

Annie sat back against the headboard as you began to mount Pear once again. Using your magic to grab both your cocks together you managed to get the tips to line up well against her pussy… slightly gaped open and leaking an inordinate amount of cum flowing onto the bed. Annie Smith gave you the same look her mother gave her so long ago and with grim determination you began shoving both cocks inside Pear Butter.

Pear screamed as you slowly pushed both in. The both pulsed and twitched inside her causing Pear to writhe around like a possessed mare losing her Celestia damned mind. The entire Apple family was weird… but you made sure no one could ever say they weren’t hardcore determinists. Even through your focus you could see Annie Smith fingering herself out of the corner of your eyes. Truly… the Apples were traditionalists to the bitter end. Every generation so far has secretly been nothing more than a pack of perverts… though you would never complain.

Pear started speaking in complete gibberish as you finally hilted both cocks within the deepest folds of her pussy. You began to thrust into the near comatose mare causing her no small amount of intense pressure building up from constant friction. She attempted to keep hold of the bed trying to keep her body from going out of control… until you picked up speed once again. Her pussy gaped open allowing your dicks to glide almost effortlessly into her, hitting her G-spot as you were inclined to do. Though with all the fun you could feel your balls tingling once again.

The deadening of sensations was only effective to a certain degree and jackhammering both into a single tight hole was one of the situations that was a breaking point. Her legs locked around the small of your back as her upper body laid limply on the bed. She was foaming at the mouth and her eyes were so unfocused that her eyes were nearly off centered. You held your hands above her shoulders keeping her from sliding around from your ministrations letting your hips do all the talking.

You didn’t warn her that you were cumming and you were certain that she didn’t even care at this point. Taking one more thrust you pulled out to the tips and then slammed your hips back up inside her. You weren’t sure but you may have pierced her womb as you let the flood of cum rush out your cocks filling the mare’s hot box up.

Pear seized up as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and her legs fell limp leaving her unconscious body to ride the waves of ecstasy on her lonesome. Your cum couldn’t be contained as it gushed out from how gaped open her pussy was and was being filled up as fast as it was emptied. You looked over to Annie who laid back panting as she watched the scene before her giving an appreciation for an older mare’s secrets… though you were the oldest one there.

You pulled out with a satisfying pop as the potion finally ran its course and your two cocks slowly subsumed back into one. It was still dripping, coated in a layer of thick cum. The golden potion was one you didn’t use often but it did always give results. Had you not cast your Contraception spell you would have knocked Pear up double what most mares could actually handle. It would have been especially potent because of that potion in particular.

“Annie… “ You called out to the other mare who was barely getting over her own self induced orgasm.

“Yessir?” She called back looking up at you.

“You know what to do, don’t you?” You answer back as Annie got off the bed and kneeled before you.

“My favorite part.” She smiled as she grabbed your cock in her mouth and deepthroated the entire thing in one go. There was no gag reflex or cough as she used her tongue to expertly sucked off all the cum that had glazed your cock after it had been inside her daughter-in-law.

You grabbed her pigtails curling them in your hands controlling her movement as you shoved your cock down her throat. She was really damn good at it using her throat to grip your cock milking it for whatever load was left. She had to steady herself by grabbing your legs whenever the tip reached the back of her throat.

You didn’t have to wait too long since Annie still remembered what it took to get you to cum increasing her suction speed while you pulled her head down on your cock. A little rough and quick and you felt your balls release once again. Cum flowed down her throat effortlessly as she made exaggerated gulping noises just to coax more cum out of you.

Pulling out, you let your flaccid cock rest as Annie kept licking the excess cum off of it. You needed water after everything since the golden potion always made you so damn thirsty. Annie quickly cleaned off her lips with her tongue as she got back on her feet and sat back over Pear Butter. You got dressed using your magic to clean up whatever was left along with whatever fell onto the ground.

“This is the weirdest tradition you Apples will ever have Annie.” You stated in an exasperated sigh while you rested a hand against your forehead.

“Apple traditions aren’t weird. They’re merely what we do and they work. Get it straight there.” Annie haughtily mentioned

“Is...is someone there?” A weak voice called out from the bed causing the two of us to look over at the weakened mare lying in a pool of cum that had leaked out of both her holes. Her pussy was slightly gaped open and still hadn’t regained its shape.

“Pear… it’s me, Annie. How do you feel?” Annie called out helping Pear into a sitting position.

“Wheh… good… yes, good. It stopped burning… thirsty.” She coughed out as you floated a water bottle over to her opened up for her. She greedily lapped it up spilling a few drops which left parts of her upper body glistening from the lights you had set up in the room. It was then that she noticed how exposed she was… and how your eyes danced over her body. As tired as she was she made no attempt to hide her body from your wandering eye.

“You’re done Buttercup. You’re done and better now. We got one more thing to do. Gotta immortalize your accomplishment. You rode that bull and made it in record time.” Annie mentioned which Pear merely smiled and nodded at.

She looked over to you and posed a little while Annie got out of the way. Spreading her legs wide to show the last dregs of cum leaking out of her pussy and ass while she wore a shy demure smile on her lips. The camera floated up from atop one of the chairs in the room and Pear looked directly at it as the camera flashed.

You quickly cleaned up Pear Butter and had her lay back on the bed for a bit until she could feel her legs again. She was still naked even due to the protest of Annie who you ushered out of the room to let Pear have some time to relax. She strangely seemed calm even being completely nude in front of a complete stranger of a man… regardless of how intimate you had been moments later.

“Um… it’s still open.” She meekly stated as she looked down to her still gaping pussy cringing at the sight.

You grimaced as well. While you did feel bad about it, it also made you worried about her continued relationship. You began focusing your magic on her pussy using your extensive magic to do something you rarely did for mares. Only when the golden potion was used would you offer to do this. Since she was an Apple you did so without even waiting for a response.

Her whole body shuddered as you repaired the damage your rough fucking of her love canal with a pair of cocks had done to her. It was taxing and left your magic completely drained at least to a certain extent. Pear Butter was leaking once again since you had to blatantly entice and tease her body in order to make her more agreeable to the spellwork.

You let your magic fade from her body as she examined her pussy which seemed to be restored to its original tight state. You couldn’t repair her hymen completely so you handed her a dildo from your private collection. It was new and unused so it was fine to give away for this purpose and your own safety.

“Anypony asks you used this to break your hymen. It’s basically modeled after my own so it’s not a lie on technicality. This is more for your own continued happiness since I’m only here to act as a toy for mares to handle their illicit desires.” You chuckled darkly demeaning yourself slightly though the playful tone made Pear uncertain of your demeanor. It wasn’t that big a deal and you didn’t mind it.

“That… that sounds sad.” She lamely brought up cradling the dildo against her body.

“It’s fine. Look this is all for your future, okay? I merely take care of the problems so you don’t have to worry about pregnancies before you’re ready and when you first came into this building I’ll say it bluntly that you weren’t ready at all.” You stated a tone of finality in your voice as if you were saying the absolute truth. Honestly, today was a weird day for you entirely.

“I guess… I just… it just seems rude to treat you like that. Barely better than a dildo.” She motioned to the dildo carefully hanging in her hands.

“I’m the one calling myself that so it’s not that big a deal.” You shrugged and you floated over her various pieces of clothing. All of them had been cleansed before making it appear as though nothing had happened.

She went into a contemplative silence while she dressed back up and she managed to get back onto her feet, She stumbled slightly causing you to grab her arm and pulled her back onto her feet. She clung to your shoulder as you led her out of the room to the waiting arms of her new mother.

“Thank you… for making the Apples stronger.” Annie mentioned as you placed Pear against her.

“I did absolutely nothing at all. I just took care of a client and made sure they didn’t suffer anymore.” You stated resolutely giving her a blank stare though it faltered into a smug smirk.

“Cheeky varmint…” Annie muttered under her breath playfully.

“Wait… I need to say something to him before I go. I’m fine now.” Pear stated as she managed to stand on her own two legs.

“Hmm… I’ll wait outside the door for you.” Annie sighed as she stepped outside to a darkened Canterlot city.

Pear Butter waited until she was gone before sauntering up to you. You wanted to say it was sauntering but… she was so tired that she was robotic in her movements. She stumbled into you holding on to you for support as you waited for her to say something. She pulled your shirt down and forced you into a kiss.

“All that time and you didn’t at least give me a kiss. If I ever have a horrible heat again I expect you to take care of everything. Got it.” Pear smiled as she looked up at you.

“Try not to rely on me for that. Only if its really bad and only if you don’t want to get pregnant. Got it?” You eyed her bemused at the situation but wary of the situation. It was Ambrosia Apple all over again… at least it seemed similar.

“I know. My friend Cookie Crumbles mentioned you… she didn’t do you justice.” Pear admitted.

“I didn’t rut her with twin cocks so that was probably the reason why.” You mused with a smug smirk pointed at her now blushing face.

“I-I… I’m not going to mention that. At all!” Pear shrilly answered though her voice only perked up at the word all.

“Look… go enjoy your life and don’t worry too much about me. I’ve done this for a long time. Longer than even Annie knows about. I knew what I was getting into when I started this.” You smiled as you pulled the mare off of you and tapped her towards the door.

She looked at you with a sad smile as she opened the door and walked out to the rest of her life.

You locked the door shortly after and quickly sat down. Your entire body was on fire due to the potion. The side effect of the golden potion was how much it deadened your senses when it had run its course. Pins and needles danced across your body as you rode out that ticklish feeling that enveloped your entire body.

As soon as the feeling subsided you took a deep breath and walked upstairs to the loft. You made a quick snack and ate in silence as you looked over your old photos. You pulled up the page of Annie in particular. She looked so happy as she took the same two cocks into her ass way back when she first turned twenty one.

One by one you looked back on your past and several thoughts wandered through your mind. Still you were spreading happiness… at least on some level. You shook your head and with a sigh closed your eyes. Tomorrow was another day.