Lucky Doo awkwardly ran down the path leading to sweet apple acres, glancing left and right as he made his way further and further from town. Though the mid morning sun did much to obscure his form from any passerbys, he remained paranoid about his journey and he sprinted from tree to tree. Just the thought of doing what Applejack was going to command him to do sent a shiver down his spine, but he pushed that feeling away, trying to pretend that he wasn't incredibly turned on by the idea.

Only when he leapt over the familiar gate to sweet apple acres did he stop his mad dash and allowed himself to walk at a more sedate pace. Only then realizing just how silly his little stealth mission truly was, as it wasnt like anyone knew he was going to his friend’s house for the express purpose of doing… that. With her.

Making his way deeper into the farm, Lucky Doo did his best to ignore his own budding arousal, and the distinct sensation of his cock beginning to poke out from his sheethe. “Quit thinking about dicks.” he reprimanded, shaking his head and trying to think of something else.

Looking up he saw a red apple hanging at the end of the tree,and tried to imagine what it would taste like in order to distract himself. “Juicy, sweet…” He muttered, squeezing his eyes shut. “I wonder if her cum tastes like apples, since she eats so many of them.”

Groaning to himself, the stallion shook his head vigorously, breathing several deep breaths before walking up the stairs and onto the porch of the farm house. “Alright Lucky, it's probably nothing.” He smiled. “She probably just said it all weird in order to freak you out and she's just gonna make you buck some trees or something.”

With that admittedly weak excuse in mind, Lucky Doo lifted a hoof, opened the screen door and knocked thrice on the aged wooden door behind it. “Hey, it's uh. Me! Lucky Doo!” He yelled, only to curse when he realized how early it was, nevermind the fact that it was sunday and someone might be asleep.

His worries were assuaged when a very wide awake Big Mac opened the door, a large grin growing across his face when their eyes met. “Mornin.” He stated, giving the smaller stallion a slight nod.

“Uh hey. Is um…” Lucky Doo tapped his hoof nervously. “Applejack home? If not I can come back-”

“Oh that won't be necessary.” Big Mac leaned on the door jam, his smile growing wider by the second. “She's just inside, eating breakfast.”

“So um, can I come in?” Lucky Doo asked.

“Just thought I’d stop ya and let ya know that Applebloom is gone for the day, and I’ll be leaving in a few and will be gone till late.” Big Mac replied.

“Uh oh.” Lucky doo tried to smile. “That's great? And Granny? She wouldn't be occupied today, by chance?”

The large red stallion shrugged. “Nah, she don't move much, and can hear even less. I wouldn't go worrying about her.”

“G-great!” Lucky Doo remarked, smiling a wide fake smile.

Big Mac nodded slowly, pushing himself off the door jam and standing to the side. “Good luck by the way.” He stated as Lucky Doo walked in the door. “Your in fer a looong day.”

Before he could ask the earth pony what he meant, he had already turned and left, chuckling to himself the whole way. “Cus that's not ominous.” Lucky Doo muttered under his breath.

Taking a step forward, Lucky quickly wiped his hooves on the welcome mat, despite the fact that he had hardly managed to get any dirt on them. Looking around, he paused to think about just how homey the apple family farmstead truly was. It smelled faintly of apples and cherry wood and reminded the stallion of his grandmother's house. All around him were framed pictures of the many apple family members, beyond which was a hall that opened up into the kitchen and the attached dining room.

He paused, taking a gulp and stepping forward, instantly noticing the distinct sound of a utensil meeting plate. Without thinking about it, his pace increased, gaining an excited almost half trot to it, which saw him enter the kitchen in no time at all.

At the table sat a bored looking Applejack, who was staring off into space as she mindlessly chewed on a slice of toast. At the appearance of the stallion, she seemed to perk up, her eyes focusing on his, and a large smile exploding across her face.

Swallowing hard, she raised a hoof in greeting. “Morning Lucky, sleep well?” She asked jovially, as if she had no intention of doing anything naughty to the feminine stallion.

“Err, it wasn't too bad.” He muttered, scratching the back of his head. “Kinda restless though.”

“Well that's too bad, cus I got a long day planned for ya, and I’m afraid we ain't gonna have a lot of time for rest.” She chuckled. “Well, you won't anyway.”

The stallion chuckled nervously. “Err, whysat Applejack?”

“Oh I think you know why.” She smiled, and gripped the jar of apple jam, dragging it closer to the small mountain of toast that sat on her plate.

Unable to muster a response, Lucky Doo merely gulped and took an awkward step forward. “So, uh what do you want me to do?”

Applejack hummed as she slathered another peice of toast in a heaping helping of jam. “It's simple, yer gonna service my needs. Which start right here, right now.”

Lucky Doo blinked, raising an eyebrow and gazing down at the jam, and the knife sticking out of it. “You want me to butter your toast?” He asked.

The mare rolled her eyes and pointed down. “If by butter my toast you mean stuff my cock down your throat then yes.”

The stallion gulped, looking down and only noticing that most of the chairs had been pushed out slightly, allowing a small space between them which would allow a pony roughly his size to crawl under the table. Before he could think he found himself on his knees, crawling forward, his gaze latched firmly to Applejack’s crotch.

As he neared, he couldn't help but breathe deep through his nose, filling his nostrils with the heady scent of a mare after her morning workout. The scent was a poignant one, and the feminine stallion found himself breathing in several more times before realizing that there was a distinct tinge of apple to the usually unappealing smell of sweat. A blush on his lips, and embarrassment burning hot on his cheeks, the stallion pushed that thought from his mind and continued on.

As he neared the mare, she uncrossed her legs suddenly, allowing her massive cock to flop out, the tip of which landed on the end of Lucky Doo’s nose. Accidentally prompting him to breathe another lungfull of the potent apple tinged scent that now filled his world. An involuntary shudder wracked the stallion’s body and he found that he couldn't help but feel an almost overpowering urge to jam the thick pillar of mare meat down his throat just like Applejack told him to.

Swallowing hard, the stallion shook his head and reached up, grabbing hold of the the cock and pulling his face back far enough to give the wide, flat head a good look. It's appearance hadn't changed in the last twelve hours, though it did appear larger this close up, easily big enough to fill his mouth and throat and make the poor stallion struggle to take it all. It's size meant he was going to have trouble fitting it all inside him, but that didn't matter, he had a job to do and a debt to pay.

“Well, you gonna sit there huffing all day, or what?” Applejack remarked, tapping the top of the table impatiently.

“N-no.” Lucky stuttered. “I was just… distracted.”

The mare chuckled. “Good, cus I am mighty hungry and I don't have time to get down there and ‘help’ you move a little quicker.”

The stallion eyed the cock carefully, trying to figure out if it was even possible to suck the thing, nevermind if he could even take it all at once. It was nearly as wide as his hoof, and the medial ring was as impressive as it was intimidating, add to that the fact that it was easily three times the length of Lucky’s own rather small endowment and the stallion was growing less sure of himself by the second.

Feeling his friend’s growing irritation, Lucky Doo swallowed down that worry, and pushed on, extending his tongue and lapping at the thick head while working his hoof down it’s length. A content humm of appreciation could be heard from above the table, and Lucky smiled a little despite the circumstances, happy to have brought a little pleasure to the powerful earth pony.

Growing bolder, the stallion began to use both forehooves to work the pillar of mare meet, his hooves rubbing up and down her length as his tongue continued to lap away. The thick, powerful taste of the mare hit Lucky’s tongue like a hammer blow, instantly making his cock begin to emerge from it's sheath and making him shudder. It felt strange, to submit to the dominant earth pony, but also right in a strange way, and he couldn't help but lean forward, pressing himself against the mare’s dick.

His tongue extended further, running up and down her length as his hooves continued to do their work, the stallion’s years of masterbation serving as perfect experience on how to give a great hoof job. Applejack herself seemed to enjoy it as well, with the her legs twitching occasionally, and small sighs of relief audible over her busy chewing. Emboldened by his success, and eager to fulfill Applejack’s order, Lucky Doo pushed on once more, pulling his lips back and pressing them against the tip of the earth pony’s cock.

From here, he noticed something strange, namely that Applejack’s teets still existed, hidden though they were by her gigantic dick. Not like Lucky cared, as he swiftly shrugged off that information and worked himself forward, his jaw opening wide as he slid his lips further and further down. The head was massive, but even it had an end, one that seemed to elude the stallion as he felt his jaw begin to creek, his lips straining to stretch over the entire thing.

Then, just as he was about to give up, he heard a deep throaty moan fill the room, Applejack’s pleasure reaching the point that not even the stoic farmer could no longer contain herself. With a smile now gracing his lips, Lucky pulled back, licked his lips, and dove back down once more.

Now with a little added lubricant, and a healthy dose of additional willpower, Lucky managed to slip the entire head of Applejack’s cock into his mouth. Switching to breathing through his nose was second nature to the submissive stallion, and he quickly pushed on even more, careful to not accidentally let his teeth touch his friend’s perfect cock.

The heavy, pungent taste of Applejack’s powerful endowment filled his mouth and nose, making the poor stallion shudder in pleasure. It felt so good to be made small, to be used, to serve, that his cock twitched, the stallion not even needing to touch the sex organ for it to feel good. Slipping forward, Lucky Doo opened his mouth as wide as possible, angling the cock towards his throat and sliding forward, his lips forming a perfect seal.

When the enormous head of the farmer’s cock neared the back of his mouth he stopped, pumped his hooves a little more, and worked his head back and forth. Despite his desire to service the mare, he was growing less and less sure that he could actually take the powerful appendage in it's entirety. It already filled his mouth to the brim, making him worry for his air supply, nevermind the fact that it just felt too large to fit inside him.

Another throaty moan from his partner made Lucky Doo reconsider this thought, and he leaned forward, angling his throat once more. Here goes nothing. He thought bitterly to himself, readying his body for what felt like a truly impossible task.

Extending his neck as far as possible, the stallion had to shift his weight forward, wiggling his body closer to the mare’s crotch. As he did, the thick head of the mare’s cock pushed deeper still, the wide flat head filling the entry to his throat and nearly making him gag. This wasn't exactly the first time he had every sucked a cock though, and he easily pushed down his gag reflex and continued on.

More and more of the orange and black mottled cock disappeared past his lips, the head of which was now stretching his throat wide, yet not uncomfortably so. It was undoubtedly one of, if not the biggest cock he had every taken before, and that thought alone made a strange feeling of pride rise in his chest. He was doing it, he was really doing it, not even the mighty length of the earth pony farmer being too much for the submissive stallion to swallow.

Applejack’s legs went slack, and her breathing came in short, concise breaths, clearly enjoying what he was doing. Though Lucky Doo wasn't experienced with Applejack’s reactions to pleasure, he was sure she was enjoying herself. After all his throat was tight, his seal perfect, and his teeth never even grazed her perfect cock.

Emboldened by his success, he continued deeper still, shoving more and more of the enormous dick past his lips. On and on his throat stretched around the massive intruder, the small bulge in his esophagus growing larger by the second. So noticeable was it, that the stallion pulled a hoof from Applejack’s cock and down to his neck, feeling the wide ring that the thick cock head made in his throat.

The realization that his body was being stretched and warped in order to be used better by the well endowed mare sent a shiver down his spine, and he ran a hoof up his throat, caressing the mare’s length with his limb and his throat at the same time.

“Mmm, keep going.” Applejack urged, her hips twitching, as if she was barely holding back the urge to buck them up and force her cock down the feminine stallion’s throat.

Lucky Doo wanted to give some sort of affirmation of this, but without the ability to speak, or even to hardly breathe, he was forced to let his actions speak for him. Placing one hoof on the mare’s leg, and the other on the half of Applejack’s dick not currently in his mouth, Lucky Doo scooted a little forward, slipping more of the cock down his throat. The going was tough, his breathing came in tiny, labored gasps that were barely even possible to make around the thick head of Applejack’s endowment.

He wasn't going to let that stop him though and he began to shift his entire body back and forth, like an oversized sex toy. While he did that, his hoof began to pump the remaining half of dick not currently in his mouth/throat while he squeezed down around her length. Tongue pressed firmly against the underside, he sucked hard and long at the massive cock, his entire body having to be put to the task of pleasuring Applejack.

It was a difficult task, one that left the stallion feeling utterly used, as he had to devote nearly every muscle he had to pleasing her. His back hooves helped him stay up as he rocked his body back and forth, working the cock in and out of him while his forehooves either caressed her shaft, her kept him from falling forward and impaling himself on her length.

Each time his lips pressed forward once again he made sure to push even more of her inside him, filling his throat to the absolute brim and ensuring there was almost no space between his lips and stomach that was not filled with marecock. His pace steady, yet slow, it took surprisingly little time to get to the point that his nose neared her medial ring, startling him out of his cock induced hypnosis.

His eyes flickered open and he stared down at the small ring that had bumped against his nose. Minutes had clearly passed, and his partner had grown louder, but he hadn't noticed at all, his mind so devoted to taking more of her cock that he hardly even considered the fact that time continued to pass him by. He would have given his head a shake if he could, instead he merely took a slightly deeper breath, alleviating the slight burn in his lungs that had begun to grow worse over the last minute or so.

Looking down, Lucky Doo could see that his partner’s medial ring was relatively low on her cock, with only a few inches of dick left between it and the mare’s crotch, around which was a small patch of lighter colored hair that would have made Lucky laugh if he was capable of such an action. A sudden churning sound made his eyes go wide, and one of his hooves to go to the mare’s balls which seemed to have grown even larger still since he had seen them a few minutes ago. Unfortunately for him his view was so dominated by dick, that he hadn't noticed the fact that the mare’s magical balls were filling with ever more seed.

Shocked and surprised, Lucky Doo quickly realized that he may not even have the stomach capacity necessary to even take it all that. Not like that was going to stop him at this point, as his and Applejack’s hunger had grown, though hers was more subtle than his. The male’s cock twitched incessantly against his chest, thin trails of pre now coating his fur, while Applejack seemed only to breathe a little heavier, her body relaxing even more then it had already.

He would have snickered at the thought of Applejack only ever seeming to relax when she was nearly balls deep in a stallion’s throat, but once more, he couldn't exactly do that. Pushing that thought aside, he shoved himself forward, having realized just how much time he had spent gaping at his friend’s cock and balls and not actually doing anything to follow her command.

Working himself back and forth, he built up a little speed, his nose edging closer and closer to the medial ring with each forward motion. Then, just as he felt as though his pace had grown almost too fast, his lips hit the ring, and slipped over it, his jaw stretching past what felt like his limit and going further still.

Eyes wide, the stallion was only barely able to keep his teeth from scraping along the ring as it slipped past his lips and deeper into his mouth. So focused was he on making sure his teeth didn't touch, he hardly noticed that he was still pressing forward, his muzzle now a mere three or four inches from Applejack’s crotch. Though startled, he didn't stop or even slow, and instead focused on capitalizing on this momentum and using it to impale himself so thoroughly on her dick that he was pretty sure he was little more then a cock sock at this point.

The thought of being worn around like some sort of ornament or jewelry excited a part of the stallion that was rarely aroused. His eyes suddenly filled with fire, and his entire body lurched forward, the bulge evident on his throat vanishing as the mare’s cock was now plunged so deep that it nealy entered his stomach. He didn't stop to ponder that particular fact however, as he needed more, more cock, more cum, the thin trail of pre that he could occasionally feel spurting out of Applejack’s cock being not enough to sustain him for long.

Unable to resist any longer, Applejack suddenly bucked her hips forward, shunting the last few inches of dick into the stallion’s throat and making his eyes roll into the back of his head. He felt a sort of completeness suddenly wash over him as his nose pressed against her crotch, his entire body feeling utterly stuffed with marecock. It was a strange feeling, and his wings twitched and shifted at his sides, his arousal growing so potent that he could hardly even keep himself together.

“Stars above Lucky Doo, where in Equestria did you learn how to do that?” Applejack muttered, before a deep moan split her lips, the mare’s legs shaking with barely contained lust.

The truth was rather simple, namely that it was only a matter of experience, but Lucky Doo wasn't exactly going to say that, even if he could for that matter. He was far too desperate for more at this point, and his forehooves reached out and gripped the mare’s balls, squeezing and kneading the tender flesh, desperate to milk them for every drop she had to offer. The rest of his body moved as well, his throat clenching and unclenching, squeezing and milking her for all his worth while his tongue lapped eagerly at her shaft.

The combination was clearly a pleasurable one, and Applejack’s moans rose several octaves, becoming a plainly audible response to the submissive stallion’s actions. The faint twitches of Applejack’s cock became more and more common, and Lucky Doo knew he was close to his goal. Knowing that only time could push her over the edge he kept up his assault, while breathing through his nose, drinking deep of the intoxicating aroma that was the mare’s potent, musky scent.

The sweet, salty tinged smell was an arousing one, and the stallion’s own comparatively tiny cock jumped against his fur, pressing itself tight against his chest and nearly cumming right then and there. Though even then something seemed to hold him back from shooting his load, as if the domineering mare’s orgasm was so much more important than his own that he couldn't even physically orgasm before she had.

Closing his eyes tightly, the stallion poured every once of his being into the act of pleasing her cock, pushing himself to further heights of debauchery. His tongue was a blur of activity as it licked, caressed, and did everything it could to get the cum he so craved. The rest of his body was similarly active, and sure enough Applejack responded in kind, moaning loudly, her legs suddenly flexing, becoming as stiff as boards.

If he had even a few additional millimeters of lip, Lucky Doo would have smiled, the cock inside his throat twitching madly as he felt something begin to build in Applejack’s balls. His forehooves squeezed firmer, kneeded a little harder, making the first gout of cum to arrive before Applejack could even stutter out a weak. “Cumming!”

Her orgasm could only be described as explosive, the stallion’s eyes snapping open as he felt the first eruption of cum hit his belly, nearly filling it in an instant. He wanted to pull back, to try and remove himself from the cock that impaled his throat lest he drown in the sheer amount of cum he felt were mere moments away. His body however, had different plans and the orgasm he had felt was close only moments ago, suddenly arrived.

His legs twitched and his body went loose, his tiny cock shooting his weak, watery load all over his coat. The difference from his own, small ejaculation was a startlingly one, as not only was Applejack’s larger it was also hotter, thicker, and had a weight to it that his would never be able to compare to. It was unlike anything he could have imagined, and he was sent reeling as he felt his stomach bloat under the sheer amount of spunk the mare could produce.

His own cock twitched and came several more times, until finally his own tiny orgasm died out, while Applejack’s seemed to rage on, only growing stronger as time passed. His stomach grumbled and bloated, growing larger by the second, until panic suddenly filled him and realization dawned.

I can't take it all! He thought, his stomach straining to contain her potent orgasm.

His hooves scrambled against the floor, and the stallion stumbled backwards, trying desperately to pull himself from the cock that seemed to fill every inch of his body not currently filled with potent mare seed. Hooves met wooden floor, and in his desperation he yanked himself back along her dick, the bulge that was Applejack’s flared head appearing on his throat and rapidly pulling back. Air that had once been difficult, but not impossible to find, now became more difficult to procure as Applejack’s head nearly cut off his supply of oxygen.

If he had been paying attention he would have noticed and thus dealt with the titanic head that had flared deep in his gut, but by then the stallion had been too far gone, drunk on his lust for mare cock. The medial ring slipped past his lips, followed closely by nearly a dozen more inches of cock, until only the head lay inside his mouth.

And there, he realized just how much trouble he was in.

Her head, was too large to remove, his jaw not able to open to the point that it could allow it to pass completely. What he could do however, was breathe, albeit between jets of cum that still incessantly filled him. Even still, it was a difficult task, as the spaces between her eruptions of cum were short, and demanded that he act quickly.

In his lust addled state, he wasn't able to properly do that however, and right near the end, just as the mare began to grow soft and her orgasm started to die, he stuttered. His nose filled with cum, which squirted out of his nostrils and dribbled down his face. Shocked by this sudden sensation he pulled back, the the now half soft head of Applejack’s cock slipping past his lips and causing the last few weak shots of her cum to land all over his face.

Coughing and gagging, Lucky Doo pounded his chest, forcing the cum from his airways and allowing him to get the first breathe of fresh air in what felt like forever.

“Are you alright Lucky?” Applejack asked, peeking beneath the table and raising an eyebrow at the cum covered pony.

“Yeah I’m-” The stallion swallowed hard, forcing down some cum that had dripped down his face and into his open mouth. “I’m fine.”

“Well shoot, you don't look alright. You sure you didn't choke or something?” Applejack asked, concern clearly evident on her features.

“No really, though I’d appreciate a sink if you don't mind.” Lucky replied.

The mare nodded and motioned for the stallion to emerge from his spot beneath the table. “Alright partner, let's get you washed up.”

A helping hoof hefted him to a standing position, the earth pony’s powerful limb holding him up while his half sleeping legs remembered that they were supposed to be keeping him vertical. “T-thanks.” He stuttered.

“Sure thing.” Applejack smirked, watching as the submissive stallion stumbled over to the sink, his stomach sloshing with every step.

The stallion himself hardly even noticed this fact until his face was clean and his airways were finally completely clear of seed. When his hooves landed once more on the hardwood floor he realized two things. One, his stomach was remarkably wet still, and that it was much larger than normal.

Looking down, Lucky Doo gaped at the sight that waited for him, his large stomach hanging low, filled to the absolute brim with potent mare seed. “Wow.” He muttered.

Applejack chuckled, making her way up to the stallion and pointing to the lower part of his stomach, where his watery seed now matted his fur. “You cum without even touching yourself?” She asked curiously.

“Er, maybe?” He answered, blushing profusely.

The mare chuckled, a blush crossing her own features. “Well shoot, aren't you just the sluttiest stallion in Ponyville.”

“I don't know about that…” He muttered. “Thunderlane always manages to beat me to the gloryhole.” Lucky Doo’s eyes went wide. “I mean... augh.”

Applejack chuckled darkly to herself, slapping the stallion on the back. “Don't you worry none, your secret is safe with me.” She pulled back her hoof and took a step towards the stairs that lead to the second floor. “Now come on, I’ve been hard all morning and I’m gonna need more than a blowjob to be satisfied.”

“Can I at least clean myself up a little first?” Lucky Doo asked, gesturing to his matted fur.

“Normally I’d say go ahead, but I think you left your job half done now that I think about it.” Applejack replied, pointing to her shaft which still had a splatter of cum on it. “Oh and really get in there, your hooves felt mighty good on my balls.”

“Y-yes ma’am.” Lucky Doo muttered, submissively lowering himself to the floor and crawling forward, his nostrils already flaring.

The scent of her cum was stronger now, filling his senses and making him truly experience just how overwhelming it truly was. Unlike his own sweat or cum, hers was slightly sweet, and he couldn't help but smile as he leaned in and began to lick up the last remnants of her seed. His hooves reached further still, gripping her balls and gently squeezing and kneading them.

It didn't take long to lick up the last of her cum, and though he was tempted to swallow it all down right away, he lingered, rolling it around in his mouth and really letting him taste her fully. Sure enough, he was once more greeted by the sweet taste of apples, which were tinged by a saltiness that surprisingly worked well with the apple flavor. Swishing the mare’s seed from one side of his mouth to another, he really paused to consider the taste, and contemplate how good it really was.

Knowing that he had a job to do, he didn't take too long, and with an audible gulp, he swallowed the last of the mare’s cum and allowed it to join the several litres already sitting in his belly. Turning his attention back to her throbbing endowment, Lucky Doo got to work cleaning the sweat and spit that clung to it, swallowing it down and moving further down.

Getting an up close view of the mare’s massive sack was an intimidating one. Despite the fact that it had somehow managed to fill his stomach to the point of bursting it still appeared as normal as the first time he had seen it. Average in just about every way other then size, as if nothing had changed and it hadn't just pumped out more cum then what should be physically possible.

Shaking off that thought for now, the stallion popped one of the testicles into his mouth, his eagerness getting the better of him and causing Applejack to nearly jump. “Holy guacamole.” She yelled suddenly. “Warn me next time.”

Lucky Doo merely shrugged and continued to do his job, suckling the testicle and running his tongue across it's bumpy exterior. The taste of sweat was quite pungent, and the stallion was initially repulsed by the taste, but as time passed and he continued to work away at the mare’s sack, it began to grow on him.

Apples really do permeate every facet of her being. He thought idly, noting that even her sweat seemed to taste a little sweet.

Pulling back, he let the testicle pop from his mouth before switching to the other one and repeating what he had done the first time. This time it didn't take long for him to complete what he sought out to do, and after a few seconds he pulled back once more, letting the ball pop out of his mouth, leaving the mare’s cock and balls perfectly clean.

“That feels mighty good.” Applejack remarked with a whistle. “Nice job.”

“T-thanks.” Lucky Doo muttered, slipping out from under the apple farmer and rising back to a stand. “What next?”

Applejack smirked. “Well next we need to break in that other hole of yours. Gotta make sure your ready to assume your role as my designated cum dump after all.”

Lucky Doo blushed hard, looking around the room. “Right here? Before I can get clean?”

“No, upstairs remember?” Applejack remarked, tilting her head towards the stairs.

“Oh uh, right.” Lucky Doo murmured weakly, unaware at just how lust drunk he had gotten.

“Hop to. I wanna give that tight rear of yours a nice visual inspection first.” Applejack announced, slapping the small male’s ass as she did.

“Y-yes ma’am!” Lucky Doo replied, eagerly hoping up the stairs, followed closely by Applejack.

In the other room, all but ignored, Granny Smith breathed a long sigh, pulling her dripping wet hoof from between her legs before reaching for her pipe. “Sometimes I love this family.” She muttered between lung fools of black smoke.C

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