Big Mac's Seduction

Shoulder Pains

Inspired by Lil'-Miss-Jay

Wednesday morning, and Big Mac was up before sunrise. Usually this was a normal occurrence, but today it was for a bad reason. Late Monday afternoon he had been apple-bucking when he shook a dead limb loose from a tree and it hit him square in the right shoulder blade. He gut it out for the rest of the day, but he had stubbornly worked through the pain on Tuesday, and now he was really regretting it. He wasn’t sure if he had slept at all last night because any way he tried to settle in would just hurt. He couldn’t lay on his back or right side and it didn’t feel natural to sleep on his stomach so he had to constantly shift on his left.

All morning he dragged his hooves because no matter what he did made his shoulder and back throb with pain. Even something as simple as putting on his shirt or pulling up his pants seemed to take a torturous age. Finally he dragged himself down the stairs and to the kitchen. Everyone else was halfway through breakfast already, oatmeal with apple slices. Granny Smith and Applejack were reading different sections of the paper while Apple Bloom and Scootaloo were reminiscing about some adventure of theirs.

Wait…Scootaloo..?

Big Mac did a slow face palm. He had just remembered that Apple Bloom and her friends had broken the sheep’s fence in an attempt to get their cutie-marks. What made it worse was that it reminded him of all the different chores he had to do today. Work never bothered him, but now with his shoulder it seemed like a death sentence.

“’Morning, Mac, shoulder still bothering ya?” asked Applejack.

Big Mac pulled his chair up to his place and replied with an “Eeyup.” After a slow breakfast of trying to eat with his left hand, he finally pushed himself up to try and get things underway. He dragged his way towards the front door to get his work vest from the coat rack. When he reached the halfway point there was a knock at the door.

“Good morning,” Rarity said cheerfully as he answered. She then noticed who answered the door and her voice showed more worry. “Oh, Big Mac. I heard about what happened. How are you feeling?” Big Mac didn’t answer; he just shifted his eyes and rubbed his side with his unaffected hand.

“Morning, Rarity. I wasn’t expecting to see you today. What brings you by our neck of the woods?” asked Applejack.

“Well,” said Rarity, sounding a bit annoyed as she tugged Sweetie Belle out from hiding behind her, “Sweetie Belle told me about the little ‘fiasco’ she was a part of yesterday, so I brought her by to see if she could help out on the farm today to make up for it.”

“I said I was sorry!” whined Sweetie Belle, “To Applejack and the sheep!”

“Hi, Sweetie Belle!” chanted Apple Bloom and Scootaloo. Sweetie Belle ran off to join them and the three were soon busy taking about what they were going to do today. Applejack chuckled while Rarity rolled her eyes. Rarity noticed that Big Mac was still standing there not even trying to hide his discomfort.

Rarity suddenly got a flash of inspiration. “Oh! I know what will make your feel better Big Mac; I’m on my way to meet Fluttershy at the spa for our weekly get-together. I know it makes me feel a lot better after a few hard days of work.”

Sensing that Big Mac wasn’t quite sure what to make of the offer, Applejack stepped in, “I don’t know Rarity. The Apple Family ain’t into all that ‘papering’ business.”

Rarity giggled, “Oh, don’t be silly. Big Mac wouldn’t be with us, he could just soak for a while in a hot bath to relax that poor shoulder of his. It works wonders on my hooves after I’ve been standing all day.”

“Well…If that’s the case maybe you should give it a try,” offered Applejack. “Besides, it beats not doing anything about it.”

“Aw, pony-feathers!” squawked Granny Smith, walking over to Big Mac after finishing the dishes. “If there’s one thing us Apples are, it’s tough! You just wait. Big Mac here will make it through the day and be right as rain tomorrow, isn’t that right boy?!” She gave him a hardy slap on the back as she finished.

Big Mac’s resulting shout seemed to shake the entire farm. The three girls clasped their hands over their ears while Applejack and Rarity cringed. Even Granny Smith, who normally didn’t seem bothered by anything, grimaced. She then backed off as Big Mac stared daggers at her.

Applejack broke the awkward silence afterword, “Alright, let me rephrase that; you NEED to give the spa a try. I’m not sure my ears can take another one of those.”

“What about my work list?” Big Mac might not have felt very tough, but he was still dedicated to his job.

“Oh, I’m sure one of us will find some time to fix that old fence.”

Apple Bloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle’s eyes lit up. “CUTIE-MARK CRUSADER FENCE FIXERS! YAY!” and they bolted out the back door to the barn to grab some tools.

“Applejack hurried out the way the three left, “Uh, I better go and make sure no pony and nothing gets hurt. Y’all have a nice time at the spa.”

“Eeyup,” and with that, Big Mac turned to follow Rarity out the front.

All the way there Rarity went on and on about all of the great services the spa offered and how wonderful she always felt afterwards. Big Mac pretended to pay attention, his mind was still occupied by the pain in his back and shoulder. Once they reached Ponyville they must have been stopped at least three times by passersby, wondering what Big Mac was doing in town or concerned about his shoulder. Big Mac let Rarity do all the talking, he just wanted to get this over with and go back to the farm. After what felt like an age they finally reached the spa. Big Mac had walked by many times before but had never actually been inside. From the outside, it looked like every other building in Ponyville, but now that he was actually going in he felt a bit of trepidation.

Fluttershy was already there reading a magazine and looked up when she heard the front door open. “Oh, good afternoon Rarity. I was wondering if everything was alright.” Big Mac then stepped through the door. His eyes went wide once he stepped inside. The spa was immaculate; it was by far the fanciest place he had ever been in. It almost seemed like an oasis that you would hear or read about in stories. Big Mac then stated to wonder if he had brought enough money with him to pay for this. Fluttershy’s focus and tone shifted to Big Mac. “Oh, Big Mac. I’ve been so worried.” She started to get a little close and hovered by his shoulder, “I hope you are okay. Is there anything I can do? Maybe you should go to the hospital. Maybe Twilight can use her magic to heal you.” She would have kept going on but finally Rarity spoke up.

“Actually, Fluttershy, that’s why he’s here today,” she turned to the pink earth pony with blue hair at the desk, “We’ll have the usual, and our friend would like a relaxing bath for his poor shoulder.”

“But of course,” replied the clerk with a thick Eastern European accent, and Fluttershy and Rarity headed off to one side behind the desk. She jotted down a few things in her long and turned her attention to Big Mac. “So, is this your first time at our establishment?”

“Eeyup.”

“Ah, well my name is Aloe, and I hope you enjoy your time today. If you would just head this way to the back my sisters will get you taken care of.” She gestured to a door at the end of a short hall on the opposite side of her desk. Big Mac nodded in appreciation and made his way there.

Once through, he was greeted by a cream-colored pony with purple hair who he swore was a carbon-copy of the clerk. With the exception of the hair and body color every detail was the same, from the style of hair and headband, to the short white dresses they were wearing. “Hello. My name is Vera, and you are?” Her voce was almost the same as well.

“I’m Big Mac.”

“Nice to meet you. You can change and shower up right over here,” She motioned to some rooms with slatted doors. As Big Mac turned she added, “Would you like a pair of trunks?”

“What?” It was a question he had never expected to hear.

“Oh, I’m surprised Aloe didn’t explain it to you. The spa is ‘clothing optional’. We don’t have any appointments for the colts half today so you’ll be alone if you wish to partake of this feature.”

Being as reserved as he was, Big Mac didn’t have to think twice about it. “Trunks please.”

I the changing room Big Mac found himself again wondering why he had come. If Rarity had told him about all of the stipulations involved he might have refused, especially now since he had to take off all the clothes that pained him so much to put on. The trunks he was given were plain, white and about as featureless as you could imagine, but they got the job done. He started to wonder if Rarity and Fluttershy had worn their suits under their outfits, or just went without, because he could never see Rarity wearing something as plain as this. He then realized where his imagination may be heading and quickly put the thought out of his mind.

Next came the shower, which was something else he couldn’t wrap his head around. Wasn’t the point of a bath to get clean? So why did he have to wash beforehand? He did like the concept of the shower though, much more efficient than the normal Apple Family method of dumping a bucket of water over your head. Afterword he asked Vera why go through the fuss and bother of showering if the bath was going to do the job anyway. “The bath is just for relaxation and treatment of the skin; there is no soap involved. Besides, I don’t think our patrons would like sharing the water with another ponies dirt.” Having shared baths with Winona before it still didn’t make much sense, but then again, he wasn’t the spa’s usual customer.

Vera then showed him to the bath, a large wooden tank with several hot water inlets located around the sides. Just as Vera had said there was no one else there. It suited Big Mac just fine, he wasn’t much for conversation and even less so with his injury. “Please come get any of us if you need anything,” Vera said with a smile, “I’ll leave you to get comfortable.” With that she turned and walked out leaving Big Mac by himself.

Big Mac slowly made his way into the tub. They weren’t kidding about the hot part, it almost seemed like it was ready to start boiling. He eventually made his way over to a submerged bench along the perimeter and stat down. The second he let the bench take his weight, it seemed like every muscle in his body went limp. The heat made pain in his back and shoulder melt away as if it was made of ice. When she first suggested it, he had thought that Rarity was just spitting out a bunch of nonsense, but now he saw that she really knew what she was talking about. He leaned, back closed his eyes and let his mind go blank.

Suddenly, a voice caught his attention. “Sorry to bother you, just bringing in something to drink.” Big Mac sat up and looked towards the door. A blue pony with pink hair walked over to the edge of the tub carrying a tray with a small cup and pot. Again, everything about her except for the color of her hair and body was the same. She set the tray down by the edge within arm’s-reach of Big Mac. “Some herbal tea to help you unwind some. Enjoying the bath so far?”

“Eeyup.” He wasn’t together enough to try and think of a more tactful way of phrasing his next question, “How many sisters are there?”

The spa pony giggled, “The three of us are triplets; Aloe, Vera and I’m Lotus. Don’t worry; we get that question quite a bit. I’ll go let you relax, please let me know if you need anything else.” Big Mac nodded thanks and Lotus smiled and left.

Big Mac eyed the cup and its contents carefully, remembering the last time he was given a drink he didn’t ask for. Much as they mean well, the Cutie-Mark Crusaders sure knew how to make a pony’s day a pain. Big Mac grabbed the cup and held it under his nose; it smelled normal enough. Hesitantly he took a sip; nothing seemed to happen and it tasted like it should. He swallowed and let a moment pass…again, nothing happened. Finally convinced it was okay to drink, he finished two cups before settling back in. He didn’t know much time he would be allowed in here, but for the moment he wished it was for eternity; he had never felt more relaxed in his life.

He was roused from his state by a soft voice, “Mr. Big Mac? Are you alright?” He came to and saw that it was Aloe kneeled down close to him.

“Oh, hello. I must have nodded off,” he said groggily, "What time is it?”

“It’s about 2:00. You’ve been in their almost four hours,” she replied. Big Mac couldn’t believe it had been that long; for him it all seemed to pass in a flash. Aloe spoke up again, “You need to get out of all the hard minerals in the water and oil up.”

“What!?!” said Big Mac in honest surprise. Showering before the bath was foreign enough to him, but this was just downright bizarre.

“You see,” explained Aloe, “while the minerals and salts in the bath water are good for helping ponies relax, they tend to dry out the skin quite a bit. Particularly if you’ve been in the bath for as long a time as you have. A normal bath only goes about half an hour.” Big Mac gave her a puzzled look; he still didn’t know what to make of the situation. Aloe was insistent however, “It’s just olive oil and will only take a few minutes. Believe me, if you don’t get some moisture on your skin now you’ll be feeling it this evening.”

Big Mac pulled himself out of the tub. He moved his right arm around a bit to test his shoulder and back and was glad to feel that they were almost back to normal. Despite the peculiar traditions of the spa, it seemed to work. He dried himself off and followed Aloe to a door at the end of the changing rooms. Inside it was obviously a massage parlor with four padded tables and shelves of oils, liquids and all sorts of gadgets, none of which Big Mac had a clue about. Vera and Lotus were placing a towel over one of the benches in preparation for him.

To try and help ease his mind, Aloe got the bottle of oil they would be using to show to him. A little more at ease, Big Mac laid down on the table face first, glad that it wasn’t any smaller. The table smelled of all kinds of perfumes and the covering was slick. Even with no experience in this sort of thing he could tell that the table had been well used.

The triplets then set about rubbing oil all over him. They ran all around his arms and up and down his legs and sides. They were gentle near his sore shoulder but firm on the rest of his back and neck. Big Mac again found himself just wanting it to be over. He didn’t particularly care for other ponies touching him unless it was a hug or something similar, and having more than one just made him that much more uneasy. But the spa ponies and been forward and patient with him for his first visit and they were just doing their job, so he decided he would suck it up for now. Besides, with three of them it should go faster.

Then came the thing Big Mac didn’t want to hear. “Could you please remove your trunks so we can get that area?” asked Vera. Here voice sounded completely straight, like a doctor asking her patient to do the same thing.

Big Mac had put up with some unusual things today, but he wasn’t going to let this be one of them. He pushed himself up and rolled over. “Can’t I just do that by my sel…”

Big Mac’s eyes shot wide. The triplets were all stark naked apart from their headbands and looming over him; Aloe up by the head of the table with Vera and Lotus at his sides. They all really did look like pallet-swapped versions of one another, even their cutie-marks were the same. There was no doubt that they were some of the cutest ponies he had ever seen. They were thin, but still curvy and gifted with ample breasts. His eyes darting around, he noticed that they must have shaved because between their legs they were perfectly bare. They all stared at him with anticipation in their eyes.

Aloe came around to him and put her hands on his chest and leaned in so close that here breasts pressed against him. “We insist,” she said seductively and she surprised him by kissing him and forced him back down flat against the table. Normally Big Mac could have easily resisted, but the shock of everything coupled with how relaxed he had been seemed to sap away his strength. At the same time, Vera and Lotus each grabbed one side of his trunks and pulled them down his legs, aided by the oil they had rubbed on earlier. Big Mac realized they must have done this before because they had the procedure down to an art.

With Aloe still pinning him, Vera and Lotus took a second to admire what they had to work with. By any standard, Big Mac was a fine specimen. His work kept him well-toned and Granny Smith’s cooking and care kept him healthy and hearty. If he was more socially outgoing he could quite easily get any mare he wanted. Their eyes then fixated on his hardening black manhood. Just like Big Mac, it was bigger than most of the ones they got in the spa, with a nice fleshy ring around the middle. Vera chuckled to herself, “The quiet ones always have the best cocks don’t they?”

Lotus was more intent on actually using it than making snide comments. She pried his legs open as to have easier access. She gently took Big Mac’s manhood with her hand and held it vertical. She began to nuzzle and kiss it to bring it to full hardness. At the same time, Vera playfully licked the tip of his cock before taking it into her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the head and teased the opening as well as the bottom were the head met the shaft.

Big Mac grunted into Aloe’s kiss and tensed up. Realizing that her part was done, Aloe broke the kiss and stood up. She licked her lips and couldn’t help but grin as she watched Big Mac squirm and his muscles flex. Wanting in on the action, Aloe kissed one of his black nipples and gently played with it using her teeth and tongue. Big Mac groaned under the assault; it felt good, but he had never felt so powerless.

Aloe then moved down to join her sisters. Lotus had stared to lick the side of his shaft and pumped it with her hand, particularly around the firm meaty ring. Vera had begun to suck harder and was bobbing her head up and down. Aloe licked the bottom of his shaft where it met his body, she also set to work fondling and sucking his large red balls. She was so excited that she could hardly help but slip her hand down between her legs.

Big Mac’s mind was blur of physical sensations. It was each of them battling to stand out that had allowed Big Mac to last as long as he had. He propped himself up on the table using his elbows in a feeble effort to find a way out of what he was sure was going to happen. Eyes clenched shut, he pleaded, “If… you keep… this…up… I’ll…” He opened one eye and saw the triplets’ three sets of blue eyes gazing back into his. Vera grabbed the top of his shaft with one hand and pulled it out of her mouth. She then cupped her other hand over the head of his cock.

“Good,” she said in a quiet but forward voice, and she vigorously rubbed the tip of his head for a second. It was more than Big Mac could take. He groaned and he fell back against the table and arched his back. Aloe and Lotus pulled their heads back but held onto him. Vera gave an almost wicked smile and kept her hand over the opening of his cock. Big Mac had never came so hard in his life, his vision went white and his ears began ringing. Vera’s hand caused his ample amounts of spunk to dribble down the sides of his shaft like a fountain. After four good spurts Big Mac was spent. He slumped back down onto the table and panted, trying to catch his breath.

The triplets immediately set to work getting him clean. Aloe and Lotus lapped up the spunk that has poured down the side of his shaft like kittens around a bowl of milk. Vera placed her lips over the opening of his still hard cock. She took her finger and pushed on bottom side of his shaft by his balls and ran it up all the way to the head, sucking up the spunk that was left in it like his cock was a giant meaty straw. In less than a minute they had licked him clean with his cock still wet and shiny with their saliva. It still throbbed and refused to shrink. The triplets smiled as they saw that he could still go for round two. Big Mac couldn’t believe his own stamina; he had never wanted this, but his body was ready for more.

“He’s probably the best one we’ve ever had,” said Lotus; her eyes were still locked on Big Mac’s member. “Who gets to go first?”

“Aloe,” Vera answered, “She was the one to greet him. It’s our rule”

“But I’m already close!” Aloe whined. Big Mac looked over and saw that she had some juices on the inside of her thighs.

“It’s your own fault,” said Lotus, “You shouldn’t play with yourself while sucking him.”

“Humph!” Aloe pouted, “Next time we get a stallion in I’m not telling you so I can have him to myself!”

Aloe climbed onto the table straddled Big Mac with her back facing him. She leaned forward and gently pushed his cock up to her pussy. He slid in easily as she sat up thanks to her juices and the triplets having licked him clean. Aloe moaned as she forced his cock deeper, “He’s so big! I can’t take it all the way!” She stopped once she reached his cock’s ring.

Aloe then started to bounce up and down on him. Aloe apparently didn’t have much control over her urges because a few second in she started to rub her clit and squeeze her breast. Big Mac could hardly believe this was happening. In truth, he was a little worried. When he was younger he had gone a few sessions on the outskirts of the farm with girls who fancied him, but he had never had more than one partner at a time. Twice in one go seemed a lot for him, and Vera and Lotus apparently still had their turns.

But Aloe’s earlier statement proved to be true. About a minute later she could hold out no longer. She lifted herself up and brought herself down in one forceful motion. It was enough to force her lips over the ring in Big Mac’s cock, having it slam into her clit as it did. It sent her over the edge and her pussy squeezed down on Big Mac as she cried in ecstasy. Fortunately, the break before she got on him had allowed Big Mac some time to steel himself. Coupled with how short Aloe’s time was, he was nowhere near ready to cum again.

Aloe breathed out as she fell backwards landing on Big Mac’s chest. She panted as she pulled his head close with one hand while still using the other to play with herself. After a few seconds Vera spoke up, “All right, you’ve had your fun. Now get him ready so that I can have him.”

Aloe scowled at Vera, “Give a sister a break! I just had one of my best orgasms ever! It’s not like he’s going anywhere.” She pulled herself upright again and stood up. She gave a slight moan as he slid out of her, his cock falling against his belly with a wet slap. She hopped of the table and turned back to him. With the same efficiency as before, she licked all of her juices off of him. Had it not felt so good, Big Mac would have thought the practice was a bit sick, but Aloe didn’t seem bothered by it at all.

Now it was Vera’s turn. “Oh, this is going to be good…” she grinned. Big Mac felt a little timid; he was submissive and Vera knew it. What’s more was that she was the leader of the sisters, and now, she had full authority over Big Mac. She wasted no time climbing onto the table, this time facing his chest. She firmly grabbed his cock and rubbed the head against her lips. “I hope you’re ready for this,” and she forced herself down on him. His size must have caught her off guard because her wicked expression quickly faded as she squinted her eyes and bit her lip. Again, she reached the ring in his shaft before stopping and letting out a pleased moan.

Vera put on her rape-face again, and started riding him. After finding the right pace she started to play with her breasts, squeezing them and pinching her nipples. All the while she taunted Big Mac, “Do you like me playing with my tits while I fuck you?” and “I can’t wait to cum all over your big cock!” and other similar statements. Big Mac just stared up at her. Much like how he didn’t like gossip while he was working, he didn’t like dirty talk while he was having sex. His way was to get things done with as little conversation as possible.

Vera lasted about twice as long as Aloe had. Vera started to speed up and arched her back and neck. “Oh shit! I’m about to cum!” Big Mac had been put off enough by her flapping her jaw that he was completely coherent and in no danger of climax. He decided that he was going to have the last word so in tandem with her forcing herself down he thrusted upwards slightly. Vera was caught completely off guard; her eyes shot open and she gasped as his cock-ring slid inside her. She shuttered as an orgasm rocked her body and then slumped over like she was dead-tired.

“Serves you right for being so over-confident,” said Lotus, she and Aloe laughed. Vera glared at her sisters while Big Mac allowed himself an accomplished grin. Vera grabbed his cock and pulled it out of her with a pop, and set right to work getting in clean for Lotus, who he noticed was putting some oil down her front.

At first, he thought that Lotus was going give him a tit-fuck, but she climbed up on the table to join him. Rather than jumping on him the moment she got up, Lotus lay on his left side and played with is hair with one hand while stroking his cock with the other. She gave him gentle kisses on the cheek and the nape of his neck while she ran her slender fingers up and down his shaft, occasionally pressing her long fingernails into his firm meat. Big Mac again tensed; it seemed Lotus knew how to put the pleasure of her partner over her own.

After a minute of this, Lotus rolled over onto Big Mac’s broad chest. She slid back and forth a few times, making him slick with the oil she had put on her breasts and stomach and rubbed her clit and pussy lips over his cock. She then reached back and propped him up so the next time she went back he would slide into her. He went in easily between the angle and how wet she was. For a second he wondered why she was so wet, but then realized it must have been from watching her sisters. Lotus let out soft moans and gently rocked her hips as she slid back and forth on him, her hands grabbing the tops of his shoulders.

This was how Big Mac liked to make love; with the quiet and their bodies pressed together, it just felt intimate. He placed his hands on her hips and stared to gently pump into her. Lotus gasped and tensed herself, letting Big Mac know she was enjoying it too. “Oooh! Your wonderful,” she moaned, and Big Mac picked up the pace. He started grunting, “I’m...gonna…” Before he could finish, Lotus pulled his face even with hers and gave him a soft kiss. It was just what Big Mac needed. He gave one final thrust into Lotus and shot his hot spunk into her. His orgasm forced her own and he felt her clench down on his cock after his first pulse and she moaned into the kiss.

Once the throbbing of his orgasm had subsided, Lotus rolled off of him and smiled smugly at her sisters who were brooding at the side of the room, frustrated that she got all of his jizz to herself. She slowly licked his cock clean, as if to either savor her victory or annoy her sisters. While she did, she kept one hand cupped down between her legs to catch any fluids that leaked out, and periodically she would bring it up to her mouth to drink up the mixture of her cunny-honey and Big Mac’s spunk. She finished off by sucking the last bit of his jizz out of the tip of his cock and then finally letting it go limp.

Big Mac at last rolled of the table and Lotus bid him to return to his changing room to shower up and put his close back on. He was so at ease that he didn’t even think to put a towel or anything around his waist before leaving the room. Fortunately, there was still no one there. After rinsing off and putting his clothes back on he headed back to the front desk where the Triplets were waiting for him already cleaned and dressed. “We hoped you enjoyed your time here today,” Lotus said cheerfully. Aloe and Vera smiled behind her, a little jealous bust still happy.

“Eeyup,” answered Big Mac. He reached for his wallet but Vera interrupted him.

“Don’t worry, you’ve already paid,” she grinned. Big Mac put his hand back by his side and looked around; he was sure glad no one else was around to hear that.

“Well, I better get going,” he finally managed. “Thanks again. My shoulder feels a lot better,” and he started out.

“Don’t worry about it,” Aloe said following him to the door. “Please come again!” and the three sisters giggled and waved good-bye. He gave an awkward smile and small wave back and then headed back to the farm. All the way he tried to focus on what he would have to do when he got back to work, but he found his mind kept slipping back to what happened in the massage room.

Before reaching the house he went by the sheep’s pen and was relived to find that it had been fixed and looked like nothing had ever been amiss. When he reached the house Applejack was coming down the stairs. “Big Mac! Good to see ya! How’s the shoulder doing?” He moved his arm around a few times without showing any signs of pain. “Wow! I guess Rarity really did know what she was taking about.”

“Eeyup. So how long did the fence take you?” he asked.

“You’ll never believe this, but Apple Bloom and her friends did the whole thing by themselves. I wouldn’t have believed it if I hadn’t been keeping an eye on them to see it myself.”

Big Mac raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked into the kitchen. Apple Bloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Bell were laughing and sharing a plate of apple slices. Big Mac smiled, maybe he didn’t give his little sister enough credit.

The rest of the day he did a few tasks that Applejack thought would be easy on his shoulder to help the family catch up on work for the day. At dinner Granny Smith was glad to hear that he would be back to his normal chores tomorrow and Apple Bloom quizzed him about the spa. He told her the child-save details of the day but had to lie about how much he paid, quickly figuring a price in his head based on what he had seen on the spa’s services board.

That night he rolled into bed, glad that he could finally fell comfortable, but worried about what had happened. His mind was a whirl of questions generated by the events of the day. They seduced him so easily, what if other mares could too? Was it a safe time for Lotus, or does she use the pill? How many other colts had they done this to? He rolled over on his side as his sleepless night before caught up with him and he passed out. Big Mac didn’t dream, but slept soundly.