Sweet Apple Romanceby DHeroRedMagmaChaptersZap Apple SeasonDating an AppleThe Fun PartZap Apple SeasonIt was a beautiful day in Ponyville, the sun beaming down on the denizens of the land all happy and carefree, no pony was miserable. “Yeeeeeeeeeeeeooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!” well except one pony. “That hurts!” A deep voice cries out in pain, it was Big Mac he was stuck in bed with bandages around his crotch area. “That’s whatcha get!” a female voice responds, this one belonging to his sister Applejack. “I told ya if your gonna be gripping your snake, don’t tug too hard!” she chastises him. He did get into this situation while he was alone and stroking himself just a bit too much and low and behold pulled his groin. “And figures this happens right when it’s about to be Zap apple season,” Applejack finishes. “Don’t worry bout the harvest, Granny Smith has already hired a hand to come help,” Big Mac explains. “Ugh great, that’s gonna set us back,” Applejack groans, despite the fact that Filthy Rich does pay them handsomely for their Zap apple jam they need all hooves they can to harvest it. “Nah, Filthy heard about it and offered to help pay for a hired hoof to help us complete the harvest,” Big Mac tells her. “Well...alright then, so what are you gonna do?” Applejack asks him. “Oh I’m just gonna stay here all bedridden and what not,” he says with a slight smile. “Well since you are, you won’t mind if I take these then,” Applejack smiles back reaching under his bed to pull out a various amount of dirty magazines. Seems like Big Mac had quite the collection hidden away with different copies of Playcolt, Stallion’s Quarterly, Clopmaster’s United and Big Book of Plot. “W-wait, I need those!” Big Mac complains as he tries to grab or stop Applejack but fails as she shuffles out of reach. “Now, now you can’t exactly enjoy these fully, so I will get rid of them for ya,” Applejack happily say leaving a mopey Big Mac as she takes off to hide these from him. She makes her way to her room throwing the huge stack of porno magazines in her closet for safekeeping and locking them away to maybe never see the light of day again. With a sigh Applejack soon starts getting ready for a long day of work. She quickly puts on her usual attire which consists of a pair of daisy dukes which hugged her thick thighs and was able to contain her firm bum, a red plaid tied up shirt that showed off plenty of cleavage and held her F cup girls up high with pride and to top it off her famous stetson. She smiles at herself in the mirror before deciding to head out and getting to work, after all time was short and they needed to harvest all of them. “Hey sis!” Applebloom says running to catch up while Applejack was heading downstairs. “Hey Applebloom, ready for a big day of work?” Applejack asks, she knew everypony had to carry their weight and then some. “Yup, also any idea why Big Mac is crying upstairs?” Applebloom asks hearing some faint sobbings coming from upstairs. “Oh… uh well he lost a few very close possessions of his,” Applejack explains trying to avoid putting some lewd things into Applebloom’s head. “Oh you took away his porno magazine stash, gotcha,” Applebloom says with a wink. Causing Applejack to put on a shocked look. “Where did you learn such terms young lassy?” Applejack questions as Applebloom heads out, most likely to get started on the harvest. Applejack soon heads out and gets to work, bucking numerous trees of the rare zap apples. She kept an eye on the road wondering when this hired help would show up. But worked hard to get as much as she can done as if trying to pick up Big Mac’s slack. After an hour of hard work, Applejack spots somepony in a sleeveless hoodie and shorts walking up to the farm. Hopping over the wooden fence she greets him “Howdy are you the hired help? I’m Applejack,” she says extending a hand out. “Yeah I am, name’s Magma,” he says shaking her hand. “Pleasure to meetcha,” she says before pulling her hand back and showing him around. “Now I don’t know if Mr. Rich told you but we need to harvest all or as many of these as we can,” Applejack explains. “Yeah I was given a brief run down of the job,” Magma replies looking over the vastness of apple trees. “Mind showing me where you want me to work, or do you prefer me just picking a random spot?” Magma politely asks her. “Sure, follow me,” she responds with a smile before taking him to the region of the farm Big Mac usually handles. “Alright, this here is the west side of the farm,” Applejack explains. “All ya gotta do is buck as many of the apples into the barrels and bring em back to the barn,” Applejack finishes. “Sure I will get on it,“ Magma says with a wink, Applejack takes her leave turning around and heading back to her section if the farm. “Huh her ass is so fat you can see it from the front,” Magma wonders out loud as he gets to work using his magic to help harvest the rainbow colored apples. He soon starts fantasizing about Applejack and her bottom mainly of eating it out and then pounding it raw. After about an hour and a half, Magma finishes harvesting the last of the apples before loading them into a cart and wheeling it over to the barn. As he comes up to the barn a visible exhausted Applejack wipes away some sweat from her brow after pulling her cart up, not noticing Magma coming up to her until he sets down his wagon full of baskets filled with zap apples. “Sweet sarsaparilla how many baskets did you bring in one cart!?” Applejack exclaims in shock. “I dunno, it’s all the baskets around the trees I harvested,” he explains. “Wait all of them?” Applejack asks astonished, he couldn’t have harvested all those apples in an hour and a half could he? “Uh… yeah that’s what I was supposed to do right?” Magma says slightly confused. “Well it usually takes us all day or even two days or longer!” she exclaims once more. “It is a bit easier with magic,” he explains. “I guess so, I still have three quarters of my trees left,” Applejack says before looking back. “Mind helping me out then since your free?” she asks him, to which he nods and follows. The duo soon arrive as they both begin to get to work harvesting the zap apples in that region. “So what brought cha to Ponyville?” Applejack asks him after bucking a tree. “Eh, I come through here every so often in my travels,” he tells her. “Have you lived here all your life?” he asks her back. “Yup born and raised,” Applejack happily replies. “And before you ask yes I’ve worked on the farm all my life too,” she mentions moving to the next tree. “Ah got me there then,” Magma mentions with a smile. “I guess you already have a stallion in your life huh?” he says. “Errr… well I don’t really get that much free time for dating,” she mentions, sounding a tad embarrassed now. “Oh…” Magma says as an air of silence hung over the two. “Maybe we can change that,” Magma suggests causing another air of silence to hang over them. “Are ya asking me out?” she replies, leaving him kinda stunned. He technically was and had been staring at her juicy rump, apple bucking thighs and perky melons. But he didn’t know how to respond to her exactly. “Uhm… Is it bad if I was?” Magma asks, admittedly he was gonna try and take a shot at maybe getting her in the sack but dating could be even better. “Well let’s finish work first, then talk about it,” Applejack says, not sure what to say after all. She had never been on a date before or been asked out, plus there was still work to be done, so maybe it’s best to think about it after. “Yeah your right,” Magma says before going back to work. After about an hour the two manage to harvest the remaining zap apples in record time, before hauling them back to the barn. “Hot dog, I’d never imagined we’d get two thirds of the harvest done this fast!” Applejack exclaims as she hauls the cart with the zap apples into the barn. “Yup it was a pretty easy job I must say,” Magma chimes in happy they got the work done. “I guess for somepony who can use magic it is,” Applejack remarks. “And to answer your question earlier, it’s a yes,” Applejack says giving Magma a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll be ready at seven, try not to be tardy,” she says sweetly before heading off to check on Applebloom. With that Magma headed back to the place he was staying at. Unsure of what to do on this date with Applejack, maybe a dinner date somewhere? Or a trendy dance club apparently DJ Pon-3 is playing at a club tonight He flops onto his bed thinking before his mind drifts back to Applejack mostly lewd thoughts of him having a taste of her ‘apple’. Kneeling down he licks her sopping wet cunt before thrusting his muzzle into her eating her out, and tasting her sweet sweet juices. “Fuuuuck…” he says to himself getting turned on by his own fantasies with a tent popping up in his shorts. He quickly fishes it out and begins stroking his mass letting his lewd perverted fantasies continue. He then lays himself down on the bed with his cock raised like a flag pole demanding to be saluted. Applejack delicately raises herself over the massive member of horse meat, her warm cunny just inches away breathing on his eager tip. His cock throbbing with each heartbeat as she lowers herself and slowly engulfs his twitching rod until she hits the base. Magma starts panting his imagination running wild as his hand glides up and down his dick. She then starts to ride him with a feverish passion. With constant plap plap plap each time she hits his base, her ass wobbling and her body starting to work up an intense sweat. Her huge melons bouncing along with her, each of them both in perfect sync. She moans louder and speeds her bounces each time leaving his hands to roam and grab onto her wide breeder like hips for leverage as he holds on for dear life itself. Inside his penis was being hugged tightly by her vaginal walls like a lost lover, aided by the copious amounts of pre cum and feminne juices lubing it up to seek out the tight love canal. The two reach their peak together, with her crying out in ecstasy as her cunt turns into a vice determined to milk his cock for all it is worth. With no choice he unleashes a vicious torrent of seed into her flooding her depth full of his load. Leaving her with a warm filling sensation. Unable to hold out any longer Magma grunts as a long shot of his cum goes flying into the air before raining down on him before another volley makes its way out with a third following close behind. He doesn’t stop his stroking until by the time the seventh shot flies free, he releases his now slimy member and lets it slowly soften and flop onto his stomach still leaking a bit of his goo and with a grin on his face and covered in cum. Surely this date will go well. Dating an AppleAfter laying there taking a short nap with his load all over his stomach, Magma wakes up with a yawn and a stretch scratching his jizz covered. He quickly gets up to start getting ready and otherwise wash all his seed off him, he hadn’t really thought everything out but figured maybe dinner and then going dancing at a club would be the best choice for a date. After all, he wasn’t sure what she liked per se but trying new things is always exciting right? After a quick shower and picking out his lucky shorts and sleeveless hoodie, he was ready with about half an hour to spare. So he decides to head to the farm taking the scenic route and further plan out the night. He makes his way through the town, as night has fallen and thus the denizens of the night have made their way out. Getting into all sorts of pleasures and entertainment the night has to offer, whether it be clubs, fine dining or some more...erotic adventures there all available to them. Meanwhile at the farm… “What should I wear?” Applejack asks herself, she has never been on a date so was there certain attire to wear? Is it suppose to be formal or casual wear? Who knows? She lets out a sigh before throwing her hands in the air. “Fuck it, I’ll just go with what I am in already,” Applejack decides before closing her closet. “Sis if ya keep swearing, Granny Smith might wash your mouth out with soap,” Apple Bloom jokes walking in to her sisters room. “Oh hush up bout that, I’m a grown mare,” Applejack says. “So whatcha doing that’s got you questioning to get all dolled up?” Apple Bloom asks sitting on the edge of Applejack’s bed. “Well ya remember that unicorn who helped with the harvesting’ this morning?” Applejack asks her. “Oooo,” Apple Bloom starts. “He was pretty cute, maybe if you show give him a bit of keister, ya’ll will really hit it off,” Apple Bloom suggests. “Apple Bloom!” Applejack exclaims. “Where did you learn such vulgarity?” she questions with an angry look on her face. “From a magazine Scootaloo found called Fillies Today,” the younger sibling explains. “It’s a magazine that talks about gossip, dating advice and fashion,” she finishes explaining. “They even said you should try out this line with stallions when asking them on a date,” Apple Bloom says before getting up and whispering the line into her older sisters ear. “That line is way too cheesy and would never work in a gazillion years,” Applejack says, who in Equestria would ever think a line like that would work? It’s so bad it’s almost cringeworthy. “Well excuse me for tryna lend a helping hoof,” Apple Bloom responds in a sassy tone crossing her arms around her chest. “Look I’m sorry, I’m just a tad nervous,” Applejack admits, to which Apple Bloom goes and hugs her. “Don’t worry sis, it will all turn out just fine, I’m sure of it,” Apple Bloom tells her, to which Applejack returns the hug. “You’re right, I shouldn’t be worried about all this,” Applejack says with a smile. The two stand there for a good minute before letting each other go. “Welp I best be off then,” Applejack says as she goes and grabs her trusty stetson. “Have fun sis,” Apple Bloom tells her. Applejack makes her way outside where she spots the familiar red unicorn walking up to the farm. As he approaches he gives a small wave, to greet Applejack. “Hey Applejack ready to go?” he asks her, but instead of responding she freezes for a minute with her voice stuck in her throat unsure of how to respond. Her brain going into overdrive and the nervousness returning, until she recalls the line Apple Bloom told her earlier. “Hey stud! I’m looking for a stable relationship!” she blurts out, leaving a silence hanging in the air. “Ummm...okay well uh wanna get going?” Magma awkwardly asks trying to quickly speed away from this. “Uh sure,” Applejack says feeling mighty embarrassed, as the duo make their way to the first stop of their date. They stop by a fancy restaurant called Chatte de cheval that recently opened up in Ponyville. “Oooo this is one of them fine dining’ eating places,” Applejack says, licking her lips. “I bet the food here is the best!” She finishes saying, she has heard Rarity going on about places like this. The two walk in and are immediately greeted by the waiter who shows them to their seat while handing them each two menus and pouring some water each for them. He takes off as quickly as he greeted them, leaving the couple to make their decisions for what to eat. As soon as Applejack looks through she notices something, the prices for this stuff are expensive! And to top it off she doesn’t know half of what it is to boot, what is a wellington or risotto? This stuff is way too fancy, where are the hayburgers or the hayfries or something she knows! She looks up from the menu at her date wondering what he is thinking or expecting of her. The waiter returns with a notepad to their table. “So have you thought about what you would like?” He asks them. “Uhhhhh…” Applejack says, clearly not prepared. “Yes I’ll have one sphegetti plate please,” Magma casually says, closing his menu. “I’ll have the same,” Applejack quickly adds, she knew what that is at least. “Very good,” the waiter says before heading to the kitchen. “So, aside from apples, do you have any hobbies or anything like that?” Magma asks her. “Well I enter a lotta rodeos whenever I can,” Applejack explains. “Wow so your a real cow mare huh?” he tells her. “Yup, I can wrangle with the best of em,” Applejack says stroking her ego. “How about you? This your first time on a date?” she asks him, to which he pauses. He has been on dates but never sophistacated ones like these more like meet and then fuck type dates. “Not really, I move around a lot so no time for serious dates,” he explains. “Well that’s better then with what I deal with, most folk seem to think my family is keeping it in the family if you catch my drift,” Applejack explained, which was true. Many ponies questioned how all of them are well apple based and how all of the Apples work on farms that happen to also produce apples raised some red flags with them. Rumors like that were common around them which annoyed Applejack to a degree. “Yeah I know what that means, yikes,” he replies, being able to empathize with her. The waiter soon comes by bringing two piping hot plates of spaghetti and setting one down in front of them. “Enjoy your meal,” he says graciously before taking off once more. The two ponies soon dig in chowing down on the pasta, granted the two didn’t have the best table manners drawing the attention of the more sophisticated ponies seeing some ‘low class’ ponies acting undignified. But they didn’t care, they were enjoying their meal and company. After a bit of time the couple are leaning back in their chairs with big smiles on their faces, and empty plates with stray traces of tomato sauce left. “That sure was good eatings,” Applejack says with an unladylike burp. “Beg pardon,” she says blushing slightly. “Glad you enjoyed it,” Magma says with a grin. The waiter soon passes by with the bill, to which Magma pulls out a pouch and counts out just enough to pay the bill and a nice tip for the waiter too. “Anyway come on the night is still young,” Magma excitedly says, getting up and taking her by the hand. “Really? Where to now?” Applejack questions, being lead to their next destination.. They make their way down the street before locating a trendy club called The Clip Clop. The duo make their way inside as loud dance music floods their eardrums to the point they can barely hear themselves talk unless they shout. They make their way to the dance floor, as a neon floor panel shifts colors while other ponies dance, it is right up close to the speakers and near where the DJ is spinning her set. “Wanna dance!?” Magma shouts as it is the only way she could hear him. “Oh sure, let’s cut a rug!” Applejack replies as they soon get jiggy with it on the dance floor. The two continue to dance, quickly breaking quite a sweat due to the powerful lights shining on them and them following the rhythm of the music. Often times though Magma notices himself getting too close with Applejack’s ass grinding against Magma’s crotch, he is unsure if she is doing this accidentally or purposely but it is getting him rather hot and bothered. Plus it doesn’t help her fat ass is constantly shaking as she throws her hips as well as her tits too, he soon finds his cock raising up as if it were waking from a long slumber. He bites his lower lip not sure what to do, he doesn’t exactly want to be sporting a huge boner let alone have her or anypony else notices it. Applejack however is too into as she bucks her hips back and lowering her gravity she feels it, poking against her expansive behind. She had never felt one up close like this, she is frozen in place with it still poking against her. Her mind is internally screaming unsure of what to do now or even what to say? Is she to laugh this off like “haha you got a big boner,” or is she to not say anything. And things were going so well, she was having so much fun, but there is one way to fix this. She has seen those magazines Big Mac has and how the mares deal with erections. What if she just helped him out and then they can go back to having fun? That would work right? No harm no foul and they can enjoy the rest of their evening. It’s worth a try, she tells herself and musters up the courage before gripping his hand and bolting off to the mare’s room with him in tow, a task made easy by her surprising strength. As they make it into the restroom, which luckily is currently empty she drags him to the last stall before locking it, heavily panting from her dancing previously and what she is about to do. “What was that all about? What are you-” he asks her as she drops to her knees and pokes and prods at his bulge. “I felt your… you know when I was dancing,” she admits with a full face blush. “So I figured I’d help ya out,” she tells him taking a gulp of salvia before pulling his shorts down only to be smacked in the face by his cock. She recoils a bit and Magma tries not to laugh, she soon stares at his beast of a dick as it stands proud and tall. She soon works up the nerve to grasp his shaft giving it light pumps, she only knew of this from those dirty magazines but her instincts soon kick in with her craning her neck to give his tip a kiss. Her heart begins beating a million times faster it seems like as she slowly opens her mouth to take his head into her mouth, enveloping him with her warmth and wetness. This felt so right and might get better from here, maybe this wasn’t so wrong? Maybe this is what she has been missing out? Or maybe this is what her body needs. The Fun PartIt isn’t long before she is suckling on his tip, a stray hand sneaks down to caress his family jewels, gently tickling them and squeezing them eliciting a moan from him. She soon tries to go deeper, gagging slightly due to his size, she continues to attempt to take more but keeps gagging half way but with each time taking a little bit more each time. Magma sat on the toilet seat moaning loudly as she spit shined his meat clean, taking in more than half of his length by this time due to her throat opening up and her learning how to properly breathe while blowing somepony. Her head glides up and down his rod shining it up real good, her tongue tasting the salty treat of his pre cum, her hand cradling his balls and another reaching into her daisy dukes, unbuttoning it and slipping a few digits into her slit. She keeps up the steady pace, her determination being steeled each time he moaned out loud from her oral skills. “Fuuuck this is a pretty good time for a first date,” he mumbled out between a moan, his horsey dick oozing pre cum out into her gullet, his balls constantly being rolled in her hand and churning with fresh seed. Applejack continues her vacuum like suction as she finally is able to take him all the way to the hilt, without gagging as much. She pauses for a brief moment to adjust before coughing and pulling off to get some air, still coughing as bit from the deep throating but steadily jerking him off to make sure he isn’t left out. “Golly, you are quite…large,” she says now having caught her breath. “Well someponies are bigger than other ponies,” he replies with a slight smirk. “Guess so,” Applejack remarks as she goes back to sucking down his pipe. Luckily her throat having gotten used to his size had widened a bit and able to take him more comfortably with less gagging. She makes it back down to the hilt of his donger, taking deep breaths of his musky stallion scent, it was all but driving her mad with lust and desire. She continues to shine his cock up real good often times taking it out and licking it as if it was a big red lollipop, well one that was more fleshy and more salty tasting then sweet. Eventually Magma can’t help but feel his dick twitch in time with his heartbeat, his sack feeling more and more swollen and heavier, as she fondles his duo of cum factories which soon begin tightening in anticipation of erupting soon. Applejack remains unaware of the tell tale signs of his impending orgasm, assuming that she is just doing a good job and that he is enjoying it. “Nnnnngh gonna nut!” he declares, as his cock thrashes in her throat. She tries to pull off his meatslab but is too slow, while the head only remains a huge blast of hot cum hits the back of her throat causing her to slightly recoil a bit but forced to take his salty seed in her mouth. Her cheeks begin to puff out while she tries to swallow the load, but his output is far greater than she expected. And to make things even harder the twitching member continues to deposit more seed in her mouth, she tries her best to swallow it all but ends up coughing on it allowing some to spill out of her maw and onto the floor below. Eventually she pulls off him with a mouthful, before taking a big gulp and swallowing and opening her mouth to show him that not a drop remained. “Haaa, not bad,” he says complimenting her oral skills. “Thanks,” she replies before a small salty belch escapes her. “Beg pardon,” she quickly says blushing. She soon stands up but notices his mighty rod still hasn’t gone down at all, only to have slightly slackened but still remaining firm. “Um, isn't it suppose to go limp like a noodle?” she asks him, since she didn’t have one herself. “Yeah normally…” he says, fact of the matter is, he is still horny. Despite the awesome blowjob she just gave him, he could go for something a little more...tighter and wetter. “Well...uh maybe we could… you know… do something more?” Applejack suggests, her nerves causing her to fumble over her words. “We can, if you're sure about it,” he replies, his heart racing. “Yeah, I’m sure,” she answers getting up and lowering her daisy dukes and moistened panties, to expose her glistening sex. In turn he stands her up and gently pushes her up against the stall door with her sticking her lower half outward towards him. And after giving himself a few warm up pumps of his cock, he lines himself up with her dripping slit before easing himself into her nicely. He steadily slides his way in, with her letting out a throaty moan and thrashing her tail back and forth happily. After getting about a good quarter of his dick inside her, he pulls out only to push back in slightly making her take more of him each time till his medial ring slips past and into her pussy lips. He picks up and settles into a decent pace rutting her snatch, he had been fantasizing about it all day and he was lucky enough to be able to this is the best nothing can ruin this moment. “Like did you see me on the dance floor I was totes killing it,” a feminine voice says entering the bathroom. This in turn causes both Applejack and Magma to freeze in place, they had forgotten they were in the mare’s restroom. “Totally I saw tons of stallions staring at you twerking,” another female voice mentions, as they walk up to the sink area. The sound of bags being set down as they seemingly begin doing their make-up. Two in the stall still didn’t move, staying perfectly still, despite Magma being deep in Applejack’s pussy waiting for them to leave. “You smell that?” the first mare asks her, sniffing around. “What someone leave a stinker?” the second mare says not smelling what her friend is smelling. “No, it smells like cum or somepony having sex in here,” the fisrt mare points out. “Gosh you are such a slut, got dick on the brain,” the second mare teases. “Really and who was gangbanged by three other stallions just two days,” the first mare shoots back. “Psh your just jealous, come on let’s find some hunks,” the second mare says, as the two giggle and leave the restroom. Magma and Applejack take a sigh of relief, they didn’t get caught but they couldn’t keep going. “Wanna go back to my place?” Magma asks, still horny and reluctantly pulling out. “Definitely,” Applejack says, as the two pull up their respective clothes and quickly bolt out of the restroom and the club itself. The two hit the streets, both of them teasing each other on the way to his place. Both of them grabbing each others rumps or him grabbing a boob or her stroking his shaft, eager to continue their romp in the hay. They quickly made there way to his place before both of them embrace in a kiss, swapping spit as they quickly strip out of their clothes tossing them aside before the two collapse onto the bed, both stark naked. “Now where were?” Magma asks her with a smug grin on his face. “RIght about here,” Applejack responds aligning his cock with her entrance and sliding down his pole. The two moaned out loud, this time not worrying about anypony walking in on them, so they can let their primal urges run wild like no tomorrow. The room fills with the smell of sex and the sounds of wet slaps of flesh against each other. “Mmm you sure can ride a stallion, cowgirl,” he says giving her ass a swat for emphasis. “Settle down there little donkey,” she says returning his swat with one of her own, as she continues to ride his disco stick. Her heavy bottom half slamming down onto his crotch jostling his nut sack and causing her own ass to wobble with each downward slam. “Yeeeeehaw! Giddy up!” Applejack cheers speeding up her own rise and falls on his dong, her ass cheeks jiggling as she goes into a frenzy, her drooling cunt squeezing his fuck rod tightly. “Fuck!, I’m about to cum!” he announces as he wraps his arms around her and thrusts upwards with reckless abandonment, spearing his way deep till his flat headed tip hits her womb and dumbs copious amounts of fresh nut butter inside her. Applejack crosses her eyes and cums, drenching his member in her juices as she is flooded with the warmth of his seed spreading throughout her. The two lie together with her frantically panting, as he pumps more of his goo, her vision getting hazy as she passes out from utter bliss with him following suit as well. “Well what do you guys think?” a female voice asks. “I’m a bit confused,” a male voice chimes in. “When did dad and miss Applejack every have sex?” the male questions. “They didn’t Hidden, it never happened, hence why it’s called a fan fic,” a certain perky changeling responds. It was none other than Silver Sneak having just pitched her latest fan fic she wrote to her siblings. “Oh okay, so is it before or after we met Silent?” Hidden asks, causing Sneak to face palm. “Heh maybe it takes place when I was pounding his butt,” Minerva jokes. “It takes place before and- you know what forget it you guys are no help,” Sneak says before storming off, upset she didn’t get the right feedback she needed. “I thought it was okay, but did daddy knock her up?” Belle asks, clearly no pony will ever know.
Zap Apple SeasonIt was a beautiful day in Ponyville, the sun beaming down on the denizens of the land all happy and carefree, no pony was miserable. “Yeeeeeeeeeeeeooooooooooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!” well except one pony. “That hurts!” A deep voice cries out in pain, it was Big Mac he was stuck in bed with bandages around his crotch area. “That’s whatcha get!” a female voice responds, this one belonging to his sister Applejack. “I told ya if your gonna be gripping your snake, don’t tug too hard!” she chastises him. He did get into this situation while he was alone and stroking himself just a bit too much and low and behold pulled his groin. “And figures this happens right when it’s about to be Zap apple season,” Applejack finishes. “Don’t worry bout the harvest, Granny Smith has already hired a hand to come help,” Big Mac explains. “Ugh great, that’s gonna set us back,” Applejack groans, despite the fact that Filthy Rich does pay them handsomely for their Zap apple jam they need all hooves they can to harvest it. “Nah, Filthy heard about it and offered to help pay for a hired hoof to help us complete the harvest,” Big Mac tells her. “Well...alright then, so what are you gonna do?” Applejack asks him. “Oh I’m just gonna stay here all bedridden and what not,” he says with a slight smile. “Well since you are, you won’t mind if I take these then,” Applejack smiles back reaching under his bed to pull out a various amount of dirty magazines. Seems like Big Mac had quite the collection hidden away with different copies of Playcolt, Stallion’s Quarterly, Clopmaster’s United and Big Book of Plot. “W-wait, I need those!” Big Mac complains as he tries to grab or stop Applejack but fails as she shuffles out of reach. “Now, now you can’t exactly enjoy these fully, so I will get rid of them for ya,” Applejack happily say leaving a mopey Big Mac as she takes off to hide these from him. She makes her way to her room throwing the huge stack of porno magazines in her closet for safekeeping and locking them away to maybe never see the light of day again. With a sigh Applejack soon starts getting ready for a long day of work. She quickly puts on her usual attire which consists of a pair of daisy dukes which hugged her thick thighs and was able to contain her firm bum, a red plaid tied up shirt that showed off plenty of cleavage and held her F cup girls up high with pride and to top it off her famous stetson. She smiles at herself in the mirror before deciding to head out and getting to work, after all time was short and they needed to harvest all of them. “Hey sis!” Applebloom says running to catch up while Applejack was heading downstairs. “Hey Applebloom, ready for a big day of work?” Applejack asks, she knew everypony had to carry their weight and then some. “Yup, also any idea why Big Mac is crying upstairs?” Applebloom asks hearing some faint sobbings coming from upstairs. “Oh… uh well he lost a few very close possessions of his,” Applejack explains trying to avoid putting some lewd things into Applebloom’s head. “Oh you took away his porno magazine stash, gotcha,” Applebloom says with a wink. Causing Applejack to put on a shocked look. “Where did you learn such terms young lassy?” Applejack questions as Applebloom heads out, most likely to get started on the harvest. Applejack soon heads out and gets to work, bucking numerous trees of the rare zap apples. She kept an eye on the road wondering when this hired help would show up. But worked hard to get as much as she can done as if trying to pick up Big Mac’s slack. After an hour of hard work, Applejack spots somepony in a sleeveless hoodie and shorts walking up to the farm. Hopping over the wooden fence she greets him “Howdy are you the hired help? I’m Applejack,” she says extending a hand out. “Yeah I am, name’s Magma,” he says shaking her hand. “Pleasure to meetcha,” she says before pulling her hand back and showing him around. “Now I don’t know if Mr. Rich told you but we need to harvest all or as many of these as we can,” Applejack explains. “Yeah I was given a brief run down of the job,” Magma replies looking over the vastness of apple trees. “Mind showing me where you want me to work, or do you prefer me just picking a random spot?” Magma politely asks her. “Sure, follow me,” she responds with a smile before taking him to the region of the farm Big Mac usually handles. “Alright, this here is the west side of the farm,” Applejack explains. “All ya gotta do is buck as many of the apples into the barrels and bring em back to the barn,” Applejack finishes. “Sure I will get on it,“ Magma says with a wink, Applejack takes her leave turning around and heading back to her section if the farm. “Huh her ass is so fat you can see it from the front,” Magma wonders out loud as he gets to work using his magic to help harvest the rainbow colored apples. He soon starts fantasizing about Applejack and her bottom mainly of eating it out and then pounding it raw. After about an hour and a half, Magma finishes harvesting the last of the apples before loading them into a cart and wheeling it over to the barn. As he comes up to the barn a visible exhausted Applejack wipes away some sweat from her brow after pulling her cart up, not noticing Magma coming up to her until he sets down his wagon full of baskets filled with zap apples. “Sweet sarsaparilla how many baskets did you bring in one cart!?” Applejack exclaims in shock. “I dunno, it’s all the baskets around the trees I harvested,” he explains. “Wait all of them?” Applejack asks astonished, he couldn’t have harvested all those apples in an hour and a half could he? “Uh… yeah that’s what I was supposed to do right?” Magma says slightly confused. “Well it usually takes us all day or even two days or longer!” she exclaims once more. “It is a bit easier with magic,” he explains. “I guess so, I still have three quarters of my trees left,” Applejack says before looking back. “Mind helping me out then since your free?” she asks him, to which he nods and follows. The duo soon arrive as they both begin to get to work harvesting the zap apples in that region. “So what brought cha to Ponyville?” Applejack asks him after bucking a tree. “Eh, I come through here every so often in my travels,” he tells her. “Have you lived here all your life?” he asks her back. “Yup born and raised,” Applejack happily replies. “And before you ask yes I’ve worked on the farm all my life too,” she mentions moving to the next tree. “Ah got me there then,” Magma mentions with a smile. “I guess you already have a stallion in your life huh?” he says. “Errr… well I don’t really get that much free time for dating,” she mentions, sounding a tad embarrassed now. “Oh…” Magma says as an air of silence hung over the two. “Maybe we can change that,” Magma suggests causing another air of silence to hang over them. “Are ya asking me out?” she replies, leaving him kinda stunned. He technically was and had been staring at her juicy rump, apple bucking thighs and perky melons. But he didn’t know how to respond to her exactly. “Uhm… Is it bad if I was?” Magma asks, admittedly he was gonna try and take a shot at maybe getting her in the sack but dating could be even better. “Well let’s finish work first, then talk about it,” Applejack says, not sure what to say after all. She had never been on a date before or been asked out, plus there was still work to be done, so maybe it’s best to think about it after. “Yeah your right,” Magma says before going back to work. After about an hour the two manage to harvest the remaining zap apples in record time, before hauling them back to the barn. “Hot dog, I’d never imagined we’d get two thirds of the harvest done this fast!” Applejack exclaims as she hauls the cart with the zap apples into the barn. “Yup it was a pretty easy job I must say,” Magma chimes in happy they got the work done. “I guess for somepony who can use magic it is,” Applejack remarks. “And to answer your question earlier, it’s a yes,” Applejack says giving Magma a kiss on the cheek. “I’ll be ready at seven, try not to be tardy,” she says sweetly before heading off to check on Applebloom. With that Magma headed back to the place he was staying at. Unsure of what to do on this date with Applejack, maybe a dinner date somewhere? Or a trendy dance club apparently DJ Pon-3 is playing at a club tonight He flops onto his bed thinking before his mind drifts back to Applejack mostly lewd thoughts of him having a taste of her ‘apple’. Kneeling down he licks her sopping wet cunt before thrusting his muzzle into her eating her out, and tasting her sweet sweet juices. “Fuuuuck…” he says to himself getting turned on by his own fantasies with a tent popping up in his shorts. He quickly fishes it out and begins stroking his mass letting his lewd perverted fantasies continue. He then lays himself down on the bed with his cock raised like a flag pole demanding to be saluted. Applejack delicately raises herself over the massive member of horse meat, her warm cunny just inches away breathing on his eager tip. His cock throbbing with each heartbeat as she lowers herself and slowly engulfs his twitching rod until she hits the base. Magma starts panting his imagination running wild as his hand glides up and down his dick. She then starts to ride him with a feverish passion. With constant plap plap plap each time she hits his base, her ass wobbling and her body starting to work up an intense sweat. Her huge melons bouncing along with her, each of them both in perfect sync. She moans louder and speeds her bounces each time leaving his hands to roam and grab onto her wide breeder like hips for leverage as he holds on for dear life itself. Inside his penis was being hugged tightly by her vaginal walls like a lost lover, aided by the copious amounts of pre cum and feminne juices lubing it up to seek out the tight love canal. The two reach their peak together, with her crying out in ecstasy as her cunt turns into a vice determined to milk his cock for all it is worth. With no choice he unleashes a vicious torrent of seed into her flooding her depth full of his load. Leaving her with a warm filling sensation. Unable to hold out any longer Magma grunts as a long shot of his cum goes flying into the air before raining down on him before another volley makes its way out with a third following close behind. He doesn’t stop his stroking until by the time the seventh shot flies free, he releases his now slimy member and lets it slowly soften and flop onto his stomach still leaking a bit of his goo and with a grin on his face and covered in cum. Surely this date will go well.
Dating an AppleAfter laying there taking a short nap with his load all over his stomach, Magma wakes up with a yawn and a stretch scratching his jizz covered. He quickly gets up to start getting ready and otherwise wash all his seed off him, he hadn’t really thought everything out but figured maybe dinner and then going dancing at a club would be the best choice for a date. After all, he wasn’t sure what she liked per se but trying new things is always exciting right? After a quick shower and picking out his lucky shorts and sleeveless hoodie, he was ready with about half an hour to spare. So he decides to head to the farm taking the scenic route and further plan out the night. He makes his way through the town, as night has fallen and thus the denizens of the night have made their way out. Getting into all sorts of pleasures and entertainment the night has to offer, whether it be clubs, fine dining or some more...erotic adventures there all available to them. Meanwhile at the farm… “What should I wear?” Applejack asks herself, she has never been on a date so was there certain attire to wear? Is it suppose to be formal or casual wear? Who knows? She lets out a sigh before throwing her hands in the air. “Fuck it, I’ll just go with what I am in already,” Applejack decides before closing her closet. “Sis if ya keep swearing, Granny Smith might wash your mouth out with soap,” Apple Bloom jokes walking in to her sisters room. “Oh hush up bout that, I’m a grown mare,” Applejack says. “So whatcha doing that’s got you questioning to get all dolled up?” Apple Bloom asks sitting on the edge of Applejack’s bed. “Well ya remember that unicorn who helped with the harvesting’ this morning?” Applejack asks her. “Oooo,” Apple Bloom starts. “He was pretty cute, maybe if you show give him a bit of keister, ya’ll will really hit it off,” Apple Bloom suggests. “Apple Bloom!” Applejack exclaims. “Where did you learn such vulgarity?” she questions with an angry look on her face. “From a magazine Scootaloo found called Fillies Today,” the younger sibling explains. “It’s a magazine that talks about gossip, dating advice and fashion,” she finishes explaining. “They even said you should try out this line with stallions when asking them on a date,” Apple Bloom says before getting up and whispering the line into her older sisters ear. “That line is way too cheesy and would never work in a gazillion years,” Applejack says, who in Equestria would ever think a line like that would work? It’s so bad it’s almost cringeworthy. “Well excuse me for tryna lend a helping hoof,” Apple Bloom responds in a sassy tone crossing her arms around her chest. “Look I’m sorry, I’m just a tad nervous,” Applejack admits, to which Apple Bloom goes and hugs her. “Don’t worry sis, it will all turn out just fine, I’m sure of it,” Apple Bloom tells her, to which Applejack returns the hug. “You’re right, I shouldn’t be worried about all this,” Applejack says with a smile. The two stand there for a good minute before letting each other go. “Welp I best be off then,” Applejack says as she goes and grabs her trusty stetson. “Have fun sis,” Apple Bloom tells her. Applejack makes her way outside where she spots the familiar red unicorn walking up to the farm. As he approaches he gives a small wave, to greet Applejack. “Hey Applejack ready to go?” he asks her, but instead of responding she freezes for a minute with her voice stuck in her throat unsure of how to respond. Her brain going into overdrive and the nervousness returning, until she recalls the line Apple Bloom told her earlier. “Hey stud! I’m looking for a stable relationship!” she blurts out, leaving a silence hanging in the air. “Ummm...okay well uh wanna get going?” Magma awkwardly asks trying to quickly speed away from this. “Uh sure,” Applejack says feeling mighty embarrassed, as the duo make their way to the first stop of their date. They stop by a fancy restaurant called Chatte de cheval that recently opened up in Ponyville. “Oooo this is one of them fine dining’ eating places,” Applejack says, licking her lips. “I bet the food here is the best!” She finishes saying, she has heard Rarity going on about places like this. The two walk in and are immediately greeted by the waiter who shows them to their seat while handing them each two menus and pouring some water each for them. He takes off as quickly as he greeted them, leaving the couple to make their decisions for what to eat. As soon as Applejack looks through she notices something, the prices for this stuff are expensive! And to top it off she doesn’t know half of what it is to boot, what is a wellington or risotto? This stuff is way too fancy, where are the hayburgers or the hayfries or something she knows! She looks up from the menu at her date wondering what he is thinking or expecting of her. The waiter returns with a notepad to their table. “So have you thought about what you would like?” He asks them. “Uhhhhh…” Applejack says, clearly not prepared. “Yes I’ll have one sphegetti plate please,” Magma casually says, closing his menu. “I’ll have the same,” Applejack quickly adds, she knew what that is at least. “Very good,” the waiter says before heading to the kitchen. “So, aside from apples, do you have any hobbies or anything like that?” Magma asks her. “Well I enter a lotta rodeos whenever I can,” Applejack explains. “Wow so your a real cow mare huh?” he tells her. “Yup, I can wrangle with the best of em,” Applejack says stroking her ego. “How about you? This your first time on a date?” she asks him, to which he pauses. He has been on dates but never sophistacated ones like these more like meet and then fuck type dates. “Not really, I move around a lot so no time for serious dates,” he explains. “Well that’s better then with what I deal with, most folk seem to think my family is keeping it in the family if you catch my drift,” Applejack explained, which was true. Many ponies questioned how all of them are well apple based and how all of the Apples work on farms that happen to also produce apples raised some red flags with them. Rumors like that were common around them which annoyed Applejack to a degree. “Yeah I know what that means, yikes,” he replies, being able to empathize with her. The waiter soon comes by bringing two piping hot plates of spaghetti and setting one down in front of them. “Enjoy your meal,” he says graciously before taking off once more. The two ponies soon dig in chowing down on the pasta, granted the two didn’t have the best table manners drawing the attention of the more sophisticated ponies seeing some ‘low class’ ponies acting undignified. But they didn’t care, they were enjoying their meal and company. After a bit of time the couple are leaning back in their chairs with big smiles on their faces, and empty plates with stray traces of tomato sauce left. “That sure was good eatings,” Applejack says with an unladylike burp. “Beg pardon,” she says blushing slightly. “Glad you enjoyed it,” Magma says with a grin. The waiter soon passes by with the bill, to which Magma pulls out a pouch and counts out just enough to pay the bill and a nice tip for the waiter too. “Anyway come on the night is still young,” Magma excitedly says, getting up and taking her by the hand. “Really? Where to now?” Applejack questions, being lead to their next destination.. They make their way down the street before locating a trendy club called The Clip Clop. The duo make their way inside as loud dance music floods their eardrums to the point they can barely hear themselves talk unless they shout. They make their way to the dance floor, as a neon floor panel shifts colors while other ponies dance, it is right up close to the speakers and near where the DJ is spinning her set. “Wanna dance!?” Magma shouts as it is the only way she could hear him. “Oh sure, let’s cut a rug!” Applejack replies as they soon get jiggy with it on the dance floor. The two continue to dance, quickly breaking quite a sweat due to the powerful lights shining on them and them following the rhythm of the music. Often times though Magma notices himself getting too close with Applejack’s ass grinding against Magma’s crotch, he is unsure if she is doing this accidentally or purposely but it is getting him rather hot and bothered. Plus it doesn’t help her fat ass is constantly shaking as she throws her hips as well as her tits too, he soon finds his cock raising up as if it were waking from a long slumber. He bites his lower lip not sure what to do, he doesn’t exactly want to be sporting a huge boner let alone have her or anypony else notices it. Applejack however is too into as she bucks her hips back and lowering her gravity she feels it, poking against her expansive behind. She had never felt one up close like this, she is frozen in place with it still poking against her. Her mind is internally screaming unsure of what to do now or even what to say? Is she to laugh this off like “haha you got a big boner,” or is she to not say anything. And things were going so well, she was having so much fun, but there is one way to fix this. She has seen those magazines Big Mac has and how the mares deal with erections. What if she just helped him out and then they can go back to having fun? That would work right? No harm no foul and they can enjoy the rest of their evening. It’s worth a try, she tells herself and musters up the courage before gripping his hand and bolting off to the mare’s room with him in tow, a task made easy by her surprising strength. As they make it into the restroom, which luckily is currently empty she drags him to the last stall before locking it, heavily panting from her dancing previously and what she is about to do. “What was that all about? What are you-” he asks her as she drops to her knees and pokes and prods at his bulge. “I felt your… you know when I was dancing,” she admits with a full face blush. “So I figured I’d help ya out,” she tells him taking a gulp of salvia before pulling his shorts down only to be smacked in the face by his cock. She recoils a bit and Magma tries not to laugh, she soon stares at his beast of a dick as it stands proud and tall. She soon works up the nerve to grasp his shaft giving it light pumps, she only knew of this from those dirty magazines but her instincts soon kick in with her craning her neck to give his tip a kiss. Her heart begins beating a million times faster it seems like as she slowly opens her mouth to take his head into her mouth, enveloping him with her warmth and wetness. This felt so right and might get better from here, maybe this wasn’t so wrong? Maybe this is what she has been missing out? Or maybe this is what her body needs.
The Fun PartIt isn’t long before she is suckling on his tip, a stray hand sneaks down to caress his family jewels, gently tickling them and squeezing them eliciting a moan from him. She soon tries to go deeper, gagging slightly due to his size, she continues to attempt to take more but keeps gagging half way but with each time taking a little bit more each time. Magma sat on the toilet seat moaning loudly as she spit shined his meat clean, taking in more than half of his length by this time due to her throat opening up and her learning how to properly breathe while blowing somepony. Her head glides up and down his rod shining it up real good, her tongue tasting the salty treat of his pre cum, her hand cradling his balls and another reaching into her daisy dukes, unbuttoning it and slipping a few digits into her slit. She keeps up the steady pace, her determination being steeled each time he moaned out loud from her oral skills. “Fuuuck this is a pretty good time for a first date,” he mumbled out between a moan, his horsey dick oozing pre cum out into her gullet, his balls constantly being rolled in her hand and churning with fresh seed. Applejack continues her vacuum like suction as she finally is able to take him all the way to the hilt, without gagging as much. She pauses for a brief moment to adjust before coughing and pulling off to get some air, still coughing as bit from the deep throating but steadily jerking him off to make sure he isn’t left out. “Golly, you are quite…large,” she says now having caught her breath. “Well someponies are bigger than other ponies,” he replies with a slight smirk. “Guess so,” Applejack remarks as she goes back to sucking down his pipe. Luckily her throat having gotten used to his size had widened a bit and able to take him more comfortably with less gagging. She makes it back down to the hilt of his donger, taking deep breaths of his musky stallion scent, it was all but driving her mad with lust and desire. She continues to shine his cock up real good often times taking it out and licking it as if it was a big red lollipop, well one that was more fleshy and more salty tasting then sweet. Eventually Magma can’t help but feel his dick twitch in time with his heartbeat, his sack feeling more and more swollen and heavier, as she fondles his duo of cum factories which soon begin tightening in anticipation of erupting soon. Applejack remains unaware of the tell tale signs of his impending orgasm, assuming that she is just doing a good job and that he is enjoying it. “Nnnnngh gonna nut!” he declares, as his cock thrashes in her throat. She tries to pull off his meatslab but is too slow, while the head only remains a huge blast of hot cum hits the back of her throat causing her to slightly recoil a bit but forced to take his salty seed in her mouth. Her cheeks begin to puff out while she tries to swallow the load, but his output is far greater than she expected. And to make things even harder the twitching member continues to deposit more seed in her mouth, she tries her best to swallow it all but ends up coughing on it allowing some to spill out of her maw and onto the floor below. Eventually she pulls off him with a mouthful, before taking a big gulp and swallowing and opening her mouth to show him that not a drop remained. “Haaa, not bad,” he says complimenting her oral skills. “Thanks,” she replies before a small salty belch escapes her. “Beg pardon,” she quickly says blushing. She soon stands up but notices his mighty rod still hasn’t gone down at all, only to have slightly slackened but still remaining firm. “Um, isn't it suppose to go limp like a noodle?” she asks him, since she didn’t have one herself. “Yeah normally…” he says, fact of the matter is, he is still horny. Despite the awesome blowjob she just gave him, he could go for something a little more...tighter and wetter. “Well...uh maybe we could… you know… do something more?” Applejack suggests, her nerves causing her to fumble over her words. “We can, if you're sure about it,” he replies, his heart racing. “Yeah, I’m sure,” she answers getting up and lowering her daisy dukes and moistened panties, to expose her glistening sex. In turn he stands her up and gently pushes her up against the stall door with her sticking her lower half outward towards him. And after giving himself a few warm up pumps of his cock, he lines himself up with her dripping slit before easing himself into her nicely. He steadily slides his way in, with her letting out a throaty moan and thrashing her tail back and forth happily. After getting about a good quarter of his dick inside her, he pulls out only to push back in slightly making her take more of him each time till his medial ring slips past and into her pussy lips. He picks up and settles into a decent pace rutting her snatch, he had been fantasizing about it all day and he was lucky enough to be able to this is the best nothing can ruin this moment. “Like did you see me on the dance floor I was totes killing it,” a feminine voice says entering the bathroom. This in turn causes both Applejack and Magma to freeze in place, they had forgotten they were in the mare’s restroom. “Totally I saw tons of stallions staring at you twerking,” another female voice mentions, as they walk up to the sink area. The sound of bags being set down as they seemingly begin doing their make-up. Two in the stall still didn’t move, staying perfectly still, despite Magma being deep in Applejack’s pussy waiting for them to leave. “You smell that?” the first mare asks her, sniffing around. “What someone leave a stinker?” the second mare says not smelling what her friend is smelling. “No, it smells like cum or somepony having sex in here,” the fisrt mare points out. “Gosh you are such a slut, got dick on the brain,” the second mare teases. “Really and who was gangbanged by three other stallions just two days,” the first mare shoots back. “Psh your just jealous, come on let’s find some hunks,” the second mare says, as the two giggle and leave the restroom. Magma and Applejack take a sigh of relief, they didn’t get caught but they couldn’t keep going. “Wanna go back to my place?” Magma asks, still horny and reluctantly pulling out. “Definitely,” Applejack says, as the two pull up their respective clothes and quickly bolt out of the restroom and the club itself. The two hit the streets, both of them teasing each other on the way to his place. Both of them grabbing each others rumps or him grabbing a boob or her stroking his shaft, eager to continue their romp in the hay. They quickly made there way to his place before both of them embrace in a kiss, swapping spit as they quickly strip out of their clothes tossing them aside before the two collapse onto the bed, both stark naked. “Now where were?” Magma asks her with a smug grin on his face. “RIght about here,” Applejack responds aligning his cock with her entrance and sliding down his pole. The two moaned out loud, this time not worrying about anypony walking in on them, so they can let their primal urges run wild like no tomorrow. The room fills with the smell of sex and the sounds of wet slaps of flesh against each other. “Mmm you sure can ride a stallion, cowgirl,” he says giving her ass a swat for emphasis. “Settle down there little donkey,” she says returning his swat with one of her own, as she continues to ride his disco stick. Her heavy bottom half slamming down onto his crotch jostling his nut sack and causing her own ass to wobble with each downward slam. “Yeeeeehaw! Giddy up!” Applejack cheers speeding up her own rise and falls on his dong, her ass cheeks jiggling as she goes into a frenzy, her drooling cunt squeezing his fuck rod tightly. “Fuck!, I’m about to cum!” he announces as he wraps his arms around her and thrusts upwards with reckless abandonment, spearing his way deep till his flat headed tip hits her womb and dumbs copious amounts of fresh nut butter inside her. Applejack crosses her eyes and cums, drenching his member in her juices as she is flooded with the warmth of his seed spreading throughout her. The two lie together with her frantically panting, as he pumps more of his goo, her vision getting hazy as she passes out from utter bliss with him following suit as well. “Well what do you guys think?” a female voice asks. “I’m a bit confused,” a male voice chimes in. “When did dad and miss Applejack every have sex?” the male questions. “They didn’t Hidden, it never happened, hence why it’s called a fan fic,” a certain perky changeling responds. It was none other than Silver Sneak having just pitched her latest fan fic she wrote to her siblings. “Oh okay, so is it before or after we met Silent?” Hidden asks, causing Sneak to face palm. “Heh maybe it takes place when I was pounding his butt,” Minerva jokes. “It takes place before and- you know what forget it you guys are no help,” Sneak says before storming off, upset she didn’t get the right feedback she needed. “I thought it was okay, but did daddy knock her up?” Belle asks, clearly no pony will ever know.
