Big Mac's Seduction

The Dream

The entire walk home from Ponyville Hospital, Big Mac dragged his hooves and stared at the ground. The storm that was coming in kept getting closer, and he could start to hear thunder off in the distance. He tried to think that the news about his shoulder wasn’t that bad. Harvesting season was over so most of the hard work was done for the year. Also, Apple Bloom was getting better and better at the jobs of the farm. Besides, with some rest and downtime his shoulder might heal up and it would be like nothing had ever happened. But no matter what he thought about, the idea that maybe things wouldn’t heal right or something else would go wrong and force him to stop working kept creeping back into his head. His family depended on him, and hardworking as they were, Applejack and Apple Bloom couldn’t support both him and Granny Smith while running the farm.

Big Mac made it home just as the first few drops of rain were starting to fall. He could hear the voices of Applejack, Apple Bloom, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle coming from the kitchen. They all sounded tired, but happy. Applejack poked her head out of the doorway when she heard him shut the front door, “Howdy Big Mac, how’d things go?” Big Mac gave the “so-so” sign with his hand as he walked over to the kitchen. “What’s going on?” asked Applejack.

Big Mac thought for a second, deciding on what details to give out as to not worry anyone. “Apparently that branch cracked the bone some, and when I tweak it, it opens back up again. I’m due back in a moth to see how things are going.”

Applejack didn’t seem bothered by the news at all. “Well then, it’s a good thing apple-buck season is over. You just rest up some and you’ll be back to full muster in no time.”

“Eeyup,” said Big Mac, sounding stressed about it. No one else seemed to pay it any mind though, Big Mac didn’t like to bother others with his problems and what they didn’t know couldn’t hurt them. At least, right now it wasn’t a problem.

Apple Bloom’s friends stayed for dinner. It was only fair, considering how much they had helped out today. Over dinner they went all over their different adventures during the day, asking Applejack if she remember them only to have Applejack reply, “Yeah, I was there.” Big Mac ate in silence, his thoughts still consumed by his shoulder problems; just thinking about it seemed to make his shoulder ache.

He snapped back to attention when Apple Bloom started talking to him. “How were things at the doctors?”

“Did you see Nurse Redheart?” asked Scootaloo.

Everyone looked at Scootaloo, all wondering the same thing but only Sweetie Belle thought to ask, “Why do you want to know if she was there?”

Scootaloo was eager to answer, “She’s Rainbow Dash’s doctor, and I heard Rainbow Dash talking about how she once went down on her.”

Granny Smith wacked Scootaloo on the head with her spoon, “You mind your mouth, little missy!”

Scootaloo rubbed her head, “What? That’s what she said. I don’t even know what it means.”

Granny Smith still looked angry, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle looked confused, and Applejack and Big Mac looked embarrassed. “Next time we see Rainbow, I’ll have her explain what it means,” said Applejack.

Fortunately, dinner was about over. As they were working on the dishes they noticed the storm was getting worse. Not wanting to send Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle home or make someone come pick them up in the rain, Applejack invited them to spend the night. Good thing Apple Bloom’s room was at the other end of the hall from his, Big Mac was going to have a hard enough time getting to sleep tonight without a bunch of fillies having a slumber party.

Big Mac couldn’t tell if it was his troubled mind or the activates he had done during the day - his examination and going down on Nurse Redheart himself being the major ones - but his shoulder was starting to bother him again. After his bath and getting ready for bed he took and put his new prescription painkillers at the front of the medicine cabinet, pulling out two tablets to take after he brushed his teeth. With that complete, he rolled into bed, laying down on his left side. He tried to take his mind off things by listening to the sound of the rain and thunder outside and the sound of his family getting ready for bed. Or getting ready for fun with her friends in Apple Bloom’s case. After about half an hour, he started to feel the effects of the painkillers wash over him and soon he was out like a light.

***

Big Mac opened his eyes and blinked; his vision seemed fuzzy. It looked like he was laying on his back in a black room but he couldn’t make out anything, no walls, no ceiling, nothing. Then, as his eyes focused, he could see something gray at the top of his field of vision. He craned his neck back to get a better look. It was Mayor’s hair. Mayor was naked except for her glasses and was just sitting on her knees looking at him with a slight grin on her face. “Mayor?” he asked, “What’s going on?”

Big Mac tried to roll over so he could face Mayor right-side-up, but something was holding on to him. He lifted his head up to see what it was; his eyes went wide in shock as he did. He was spread out on the ground, completely naked, surrounded by the spa triplets, Rarity, Pinkie, and Redheart. Aloe and Rarity were holding down his right arm, Redheart and Lotus his left arm, and Vera and Pinkie each had one of his legs. The other mares were naked as well with the exception that the triplets had on their head bands and Redheart was wearing her nurse’s hat. They were all looking at Big Mac with the same grin as Mayor.

“What are you doing!?” asked Big Mac as he closed his eyes and struggled to move. He didn’t feel weak but he couldn’t seem to move any of the mares. It was as if they were made of iron; they didn’t flex as he tugged and pushed on his limbs, they just stat there unmoving like statues, their skin didn’t even deform. Big Mac started to realize his efforts were futile, and he started to survey the surroundings more. He and the mares were in a circle of light in an otherwise dark area with a gray floor. There didn’t seem to be a source of light, it just wasn’t dark. He looked back around at all the mares who had seduced him, “What are you going to do with me?” They just continued to stare at him; they didn’t even seem to blink or breathe.

Big Mac heard hoof-steps getting closer from the darkness in front of him. In eerie unison, all the mares looked in the direction of the steps. The steeps drew closer until out of the darkness into the circle, Applejack appeared. “Howdy Big Mac.” She was naked except for her hat, which she seemed to wear no matter what. Applejack was the epitome of the sexy farm girl. She was tall, slender with some muscle, had a few freckles and large breasts with pert, pink nipples which stood out from her orange coat. Applejack had an almost evil grin on her face.

Big Mac’s eyes widened again, “Applejack! What is this all about?”

“Well,” she said walking up to him, “It’s about your shoulder.” As she walked up to him the other mares continued to follower her movements with their heads, watching her intently. “If your shoulder goes out, the farm’s going to be in a heap of trouble.” She stepped over him so her legs were on either side of his chest. “We need someone to help pick up the slack but we can’t afford to hire out and the rest of the family can’t spare anyone.” She got down on her knees. “But then it hit me: If we can’t find anyone to help, you and I will make someone to help.”

Big Mac was in utter shock. There was no way he would go along with what she was suggesting; it was wrong on every level. “You can’t be serious!!!” he shouted at his sister.

Suddenly, Mayor reached out and grabbed the sides of his head. She didn’t hurt him but her grip was as strong as the others. Applejack leaned in close, putting one hand on his chest and grabbing his chin with the other. In a lustful voice she said, “I’ve never been more serious.” She then gave Big Mac the most forceful kiss he ever had. Big Mac clenched is eyes, jaw and lips shut, trying to keep her from doing anything else untoward. He began struggling under her again, ten times harder than before, but the grip of the mares wouldn’t break. All he could really do was squirm and tense with Applejack on top of him.

After what felt like an eternity, Applejack broke the kiss. Big Mac kept his mouth shut in case she tried to kiss him again. Instead she leaned down and whispered in his ear, “You know Big Mac, I always thought you were a good lookin’ stallion.” Applejack started to slide down his body, making sure to have her breasts pressed against him as she went. She had a wicked smile as she stopped to play with one of his black nipples, licking than and then pinching the tips with her teeth, causing him to whine and moan. “Cheerilee should have played with you when she had the chance.” Why? Why was his sister doing this to him?

Deciding to inspect the goods, Applejack swung around so she her head was over Big Mac’s groin. She had her legs spread giving him a full view of her pink pussy that was already starting to get wet. “So this is what all the mares want,” she said getting a good look at his black manhood. She held it upright the top portion above the ring in its center flopping to one side. Big Mac tried to ignore the sensation and sat still. “Hmm…Isn’t quite ready yet. But I know how to fix that.” Applejack used her other hand to grab the top half of his cock and held it vertical. She then ran the very tip of her tongue up the length of it, as if she was trying to tickle him. Big Mac grunted and tensed. Applejack gave a pleased chuckle in response to his reaction.

Applejack stuck the end of his cock into her mouth and began to swirl her tongue around it. With Mayor still holding his head, Big Mac looked around at the other mares. They were all sitting, completely unmoving, intently watching everything Applejack did. After a minute, she let his cock fall out of her mouth and hit his belly, “Ah, almost ready.” She propped it upright again and slid forward, her breasts sliding onto either side of his shaft and she pressed them together. “This should do the trick,” and she started to move her breasts all around the sides of his cock, just like Pinkie had done. Big Mac shut his eyes and whimpered under the attack while Applejack chuckled again, “I’m such a good sister, doing this for her big brother.”

Applejack took the head of his cock into her wet mouth again. She bobbed her head up and down in time with how she moved her breasts. Suddenly she forced her head down, squeezing her breasts as she did, letting his cock slide into her throat. Big Mac’s stomach clenched up; it felt just like Mayor when she had deep-throat him. Even though the sensation was unreal, Big Mac didn’t fell at all close to coming. It may have felt good, but it was a sick and twisted pleasure.

Applejack eventually stopped and pumped his spit-covered cock with her hand, “Wow Big Mac. With your size and endurance, you have to be the best fuck in all of Ponyville.” Applejack pushed herself off of him and stood up. She walked around so she was standing over his face, her front towards his head and Mayor. Big Mac and the other mares looked up at her as she spread her pussy with her index and ring finger. A few drops of cunny-honey fell onto Big Mac’s face as she did. “Look Big Mac. You’ve made me so wet.” She stuck her middle finger into her folds and fingered herself a few times, making more of her juices drip down onto Big Mac, who shuttered as they hit him. He sputtered to keep any of them from getting into his mouth.

Applejack held her hand up to her mouth and licked off some of her own juices. “Time to get down to business,” and she started to walk around him back to his legs.

“Please Applejack, don’t do it!” Big Mac pleaded. But Applejack wouldn’t be deterred.

She got on her knees over his crotch with one hand on his stomach. “It’s just sex,” she said as she held his cock up to her labia, rubbing against the head to lubricate it with her juices. “It’s not going to kill you; you’re supposed to enjoy it. I know I will!” In one swift motion, she forced herself down on his cock, taking it all the way inside her. Big Mac felt like he had been gutted, it was as if every muscle in his stomach fired at once. He wanted to scream, but he had no breath.

Applejack lifted up a few inches before falling back down again, giggling with evil glee. How did she do it? Even Mayor wasn’t able to take him all in the first go. Suddenly Big Mac made a haunting realization: Applejack was the combination of all the mares who had sex with him. She had the capacity of Mayor and Redheart, the energy of Pinkie, the forcefulness of Rarity and, with the other mares, the teamwork of Aloe, Vera and Lotus. She was a monster of his own creation.

The sensation was starting to get to Big Mac. The feel of Applejack’s pussy over his entire cock, her juices flowing down the sides to soak his thighs and balls, her fingers digging into his chest. Applejack didn’t seem fazed at all by what was happening. “How is it?” she taunted. “How do you like fucking your own sister?”

“Please…” Big Mac cried, “Please stop. I’m begging you.”

“Why should I stop? You didn’t ask any of the other mares to stop, and they just wanted a fuck. This time, it’s for a good reason.” Applejack started to speed up. Big Mac could feel himself getting closer every time his cock slid back into Applejack. “It’s for the farm… for our family… for us.” Applejack reached a point where it wasn’t possible for her to ride him any faster. Juices practically poured out of her pussy as it started to tighten. Any second now.

“Now come!” shouted Applejack, and she lifted herself above the ring is his cock and slammed back down, her clit and the flesh of her pussy grinding along his ring and shaft as they went. Big Mac cried, tears forming in eyes as he felt his spunk start pumping into Applejack’s pussy. “Yes!” gasped Applejack as she threw her head back, holding her hat to make sure it didn’t fall off.

Big Mac panted, his vision had gone white. When it came back, Applejack and the rest of the mares were looking straight into his eyes. They all had the same evil smiles on their faces. “Well,” said Applejack, “that was a good session.” She stood up, his cock slid out of her, covered in a thick layer of her cunny-honey and his spunk. A small trickle of the mixture oozed out of applejack’s pussy onto the head of his cock, which seemed to remain upright at full hardness despite what had just happened.

“Unfortunately,” Applejack continued, “I don’t know if I’m in season right now, so we’ll have to go again.” Big Mac saw an evil twinkle in her eye.

“No,” he whispered.

“Like maybe right now!” Applejack dropped back onto him and started riding him faster than seemed physically possible. She had an evil laugh that would have rivaled Nightmare Moon’s. All Big Mac could do was scream.

***

Big Mac thrashed around in his sheets for a second before springing up in his bed. His eyes darted around the room as he panted. It had all been a horrible dream. He sighed in relief as he felt his forehead. He had been sweating profusely in his sleep; where he had been laying on the sheets and pillowcase were damp. A flash and massive crack of thunder from outside caught his attention, and he got up and went over to the window. The rain was coming down in bucket-loads; if the house wasn’t under the center of the storm, it was close.

Big Mac walked to the bathroom to wash his face. As he shut the water off he thought of something. He opened the medicine and took out the bottle of painkillers. He read over all the instructions and side effects, but didn’t find anything indicating that taking the drug would cause nightmares. He put the bottle at the very back of the cabinet. No matter how good those painkillers may be and how much his shoulder might hurt, it wasn’t worth another dream like that.