Hyrulequestria

Ch.124

“Aw shucks sugarcube. Ya didn’t have to come all the way out here just to see lil ol’ me.” Applejack, the Daisy Duke style clothed and far from ‘little’ busty bodybuilder amazonian of an earth pony mare bashfully said as We helped her buck apple trees. We’d never done it before, but it seemed rather intense with how much hard work it took to kick these trees with just the right amount of strength to free apples from the canopy and not hurt the trees.

“On the contrary Applejack, We do. We don’t spend nearly enough time with any of thee.” We replied with a smile, now matching AJ at 8 feet tall, bulked up in ‘muscle’, and wearing our biker outfit. “We wish to know how all of thee are doing, catch up.”

“Well, that’s true.” Applejack sighed as she finished another tree while Applebloom walked by with buckets. W-whoa. She’s grown so much, so quickly! She was over six feet tall and rather wiry, at that awkward stage of puberty where you shoot up before you fill out. Scootaloo and Sweetie seem to have leveled off, with them being just under 6 feet tall and were filling out already, so seeing that AB was clearly still growing told us she could easily get as big as her sister.

Damn Apples knew how to grow ‘em, AB was already muscular for crying out loud!

“Got all the buckets and barrels packed sis!” Applebloom called to us and then ran off after setting the empty buckets she had next to another tree.

“Don’t y’all be so quick to jump ship in the future!” AJ called after her little sister with a bit of annoyance mixed with amusement. “You’d figure after Scoots broke Hannah’s heart and Sweetie became an apprentice to Charswirl and Tara that they’d be a little less prone to misadventures.”

“Tell us about it.” We grumbled, remembering how gobsmacked We were to learn after that tryst with Hannah and Chichi, that Hannah had already forgiven Scootaloo and the Cutie-Mark Crusaders were going strong. Children just bounce back so easily from things it baffles the mind.

“Ah would, but then it’d be rubbin’ it in.” AJ joked, then sighed. “To be honest Princess, Ah’d much rather go back home. To Sweet Apple Acres, in Ponyville.”

“Ah.” Right. Ponyville. It was still there, still standing. Just...abandoned. Nobody went back after it was subsumed by the Everfree. “We could retract the Everfree from around it? Return it to normal?” It would hurt trying to find a replacement for AJ for the Everfree Farms, but if she wanted to go back, who were We to stop her?

“That’d be a right neighborly thing of ya,” AJ replied hopefully. “Ah’d still be nearby, just a ways down the road. Mac would be left in charge here though, he and Sugar Belle seem attached by the hooves to this place already.”

“Then it is done.” We stood there for a moment, Applejack awkwardly blinking at us as we both stood still and silent. “No, tis done. Thou can head back and set back up thine family orchard anytime thou wish fair Applejack.” AJ blinked at us and then beamed brightly.

“Well now, thanks! Ah’ll get things in order. Don’t be a stranger Princess Lunahisa.” The amazonian mare patting us powerfully on the shoulder. “Ah’d give ya a hug, but then folks might get the wrong idea.”

“We won’t.” We told her before noticing Mac with a purple mare. “Ah...she is quite beautiful.” A surge of raw jealousy shot through us, Eris wanting nothing more than to turn the pretty purple pony into a popsicle and shove her up where the sun didn’t shine. Of course, the other three of us were happy for Mac. He seemed quite happy, talking to the mare as they walked through the trees towards the barn, both laden with apple barrels despite the mare’s shorter stature.

“Hm? Oh, right. Don’t y'all take umbrage with Sugar Belle now Eris. She’s a good pony, and good for mah brother. Ah’ve never seen him so talkative aside from when he’s upset.” AJ gently pleaded, and We snorted firmly, still upset. Such a stallion, to lose him hurt, but indeed, if he is happy, and that mare does right by him, then We’re fine with it.

“We art to be wed to the 25 most beautiful women on this planet. Both in body and in spirit. We shalt survive losing thine brother’s wondrous body and soul. And mind. And his sweet words...” Ow. Eris. Stop. “Anyhow, where art Fluttershy and Zecora?”

“Hm? Oh, they’ll likely be in their house this time of day. Shy’s gotta feed the animals that congregate there and Z will be makin’ potions that need the heat of midday to cook right or somethin’.” AJ told us as she pointed in the direction of the houses where she and the other farmers lived.

“Thank you fair Applejack.” We chuckled before Eris’s mind brought up images of her stalking Fluttershy, making paintings of the mare. Ew, Eris, no stalking the Sages. They may be cute and sexy, but We have more than enough trouble keeping up with our finances as it is.

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“So...thou art…” We awkwardly trailed off, trying not to get too aroused by the sight of Fluttershy pinned under Zecora, the zebra mare having been scissoring their cunts together vigorously when We so rudely popped into their bedroom. Veil teleportation was just as blind as normal teleportation, but the lack of a preceding flash let us pop in and only interrupt them when We gasped.

Told you they were sexy~, Eris purred very loudly in our head.

“Indeed! We are lovers, true, do not be blue. Climb in bed, there’s room for more head.” Zecora waggled her eyebrows while Fluttershy was covering her face with her hands, her heaving breasts practically molded to Zecora’s hands. Boobflesh overflowing the zebra’s fingers.

Eris don’t you dare do what you are thinking! We cried out in our mind as we felt our loins stir.

Come on~ We’re invited! Eris countered.

We are Not In The Mood! We countered. While sure, We could go for a good romp, We don’t want to. Not right now. “We must decline for the sake of poor Fluttershy’s comfort.”

“Ah, I don’t mean-.” Fluttershy began before Zecora shushed her with a kiss and a grind of their still kissing lower lips. Hot damn are those two flexible!

“Hush Shy, do not cry. Do not speak, it will make you weak.” Zecora softly uttered, getting back to grinding their groins together, and Fluttershy obeyed, biting her lip and squirming as she reciprocated, silently enjoying herself. “Now then, what did, mm~, you need? If not a raunchy show without seed?”

“We had wanted to catch up with thee. See how thou art doing beyond fiscal reports.” The farms were doing quite well financially. They supported Everfree City, and with roads being made through the forest as proposed and managed by Hardwood months ago, soon enough they’d also be sending produce to other towns and cities.

“We are quite fine, for I have made this pegasus mine.” Zecora cooed, groping Fluttershy’s massive mammaries so tightly that she gasped and wailed silently, her pussy puddling their laps as she spasmed in silent orgasm. Wow. “As for the farm, nothing has caused us harm. The beasts stay at bay, for they cannot go against a fey.” Zecora nodded to us at the last bit.

“That’s good.” We purred, rubbing our thicc thighs together, biting our lip. “Aside from that, how is Fluttershy’s conditioning doing? Thou'rt not abusing it?” As hot as this was, it might be from Fluttershy’s sexual conditioning at the hands of Carmine, who in the past month had apologized profusely to Fluttershy, but of course, the Sage of Kindness just dropped the issue.

“It is, unf, quite, oh~...” Zecora had to pause, panting as she added her own clear fem-slime to the mess Fluttershy had been making. “Ah~, quite good. Fluttershy no longer needs to do what she would not have withstood.” Zecora laid atop Fluttershy, kissing the quiet pegasus gently, said yellow mare even reached down to tug at Zecora’s tail, and smiled at her marefriend.

“Okay,” We said while blushing, now trying to hide our nipples trying to pierce through our faux leather jacket, our pearl-stud nipple piercings making that harder. “Hm, anything thou wish for aid with?”

“Give Zecora a cock,” Fluttershy smirked hungrily and Zecora blushed brightly. “I want her foals.”

“N-now, now! There’s no-oh~!” We already blasted her with magic, Luna’s knowledge of body manipulation combined with her Fertility Aspect made turning the muscular amazonian zebra into a herm child’s play. Soon the new hermaphrodite was panting and gawking down between her and Fluttershy’s docked breasts at the black flared equine glans poking up between their massive tits. “Sh-Shy…” Zecora’s new coconut-sized balls were getting basted by her and Shy’s quim juice as they both were already primed and ready.

“Fuck me Zecora.” Fluttershy dove onto that beautiful dick, sucking hungrily and driving Zecora wild and humping their docked massive mammaries as the pegasus christened her new dick.

We giggled and fled before We could get pulled into the raunchy shenanigans. We have so many places to be after all.

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“Look upon thee. Rainbow Dash, the domestic goddess.” We lilted playfully while floating about the beautiful matronly mare, who was pregnant again and happily letting us flex our magic to rock her twins to sleep and clean the nursery while she sat in a recliner, cradling her already large belly and rubbing it through her simple yellow dress that draped and outlined her body while giving her huge basketball boobs the bare minimum support.

“Yeah, yeah. Yuck, it up. I’m happy and fucking relieved about it. Sure, I didn’t get to become the nation’s greatest athlete, but with the situation of things, sports aren’t exactly on the mind.” Rainbow shrugged nonchalantly. “Besides, Barisa is the greatest thing to have happened to me. Giving her Bolt and Cutter, and helping her out gives me more joy than I’d ever imagined.”

“How is it thou helps Barisa? Outside the bedroom that is~.” We teased the mare, who proudly puffed up her busty chest and patted her womb.

“I give her an outsider’s opinions on things. Who do you think came up with the athletics park so parents have somewhere to take their munchkins to work off their excess energy?” Rainbow snorted and rocked in her recliner while looking over at the toddlers that We were keeping asleep with magic and gentle rocking in their cradle. “I swear. Those tykes take it outta me. I’m happy to give Barisa more, but damn if I’m worried about how I’m gonna keep up.”

“Considering thou cares for thine progeny with little aid from maids aside from babysitting and helping thee cook, perhaps thou should get more help? Golden knows We wouldn’t be able to manage our many children without help.” We admitted freely. After all, We can’t be there for them all day. The best We can do with our busy schedule is to see them in the morning, refill their milk bottles, and put them to bed with the occasional day visit during playtime.

“Naw. Mom’s moving in and she’ll help out. Dad...he...he’s gone from the frantic action of moving Cloudsdale in a hurry. She needs someplace that isn’t the old home and Barisa opened her heart and doors for her at my request.” Rainbow hitched on mentioning her father and clearly didn’t want to talk about it.

“Hm...thine mother, Windy Whistles, yes?” We only heard of her in passing, a retired athlete who was just one of many victims of the caribou’s slave engine. To be returned home, only to lose her husband not even a year after being freed. The horrible pain that must be, to have hope restored, and then ripped away.

“Yeah, and she’s so gushy over Bolt and Cutter it’s embarrassing. Also, she won’t get off my back about how fat my ass has gotten, but she only had me, what does she know about having a bunch of kids?” Rainbow huffed indignantly, and self-consciously poked her thigh under her dress. “Maybe I should exercise more. I stay fit, but I’m not losing any weight.”

“It would give thee time, play with them. But after thou hast birthed those foals.” We chuckled and floated down to her belly, our fairy size letting us hug it and kiss her navel.

“WHOA~!” Rainbow jolted, grabbing the sides of her gravid swell and panting. “What was that?!”

“Just a bit of Fertility magic to ensure thou would carry them to term safely, birth easily, and not experience any stretch marks.” We then leered up at her. “What did thou do to get knocked up with septuplets?” Rainbow blushed brightly at us exposing just how pregnant she was. Considering she couldn’t be more than a few months along, she shouldn’t have thought to try and hide it, especially not from us~.

“I, uh...may have...prayed to you? And drank sap straight from your tree’s creek? Also...stuffed some in me before Barisa fucked me a few months ago?” Rainbow was getting redder and redder as she spoke, her wings stiffening into the air from the back of the recliner, which apparently had magic so her wings would pass through for comfort.

“Ah~? Thou has a pregnancy fetish and Worships us?” We cooed, and Rainbow meekly clutched her hands together in front of her breasts and nodded. “Aw~ We appreciate it!” We flew up and kissed her on the snout. “But be responsible! We don’t want to hear thou gets so pregnant that thou becomes an immobile broodmother.”

“Hm~!” Rainbow hummed before giving us a smooch on our torso since We are tiny at the moment. “It’s all thanks to you I’m like this, so happy and well-off. Now get outta here before I demand a good dicking like the last time you managed to visit!” Rainbow grabbed us and licked her lips. “Or I just shove you in me right now. I’m not wearing anything under this dress...”

“A-as wonderful as that sounds, We must be going!” We nervously escaped into the Veil, hearing Rainbow laugh.

“You sure you don’t want to explore my depths?” Rainbow snickered and sighed, rubbing her glowing fecundity with content and luxuriating in her happily-ever-after.

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“So how art the two of thee doing?” We asked Pinkie and Tara, who were at home in their suite in the castle, the latter having just gotten home from her afternoon tea with Zelda and Charswirl. The caribou looked visibly taller and her back now sported wings, while Pinkie Pie was well into her pregnancy and filling out her blue maternity dress quite well. They were both part of the castle staff, Pinkie moving back in and becoming the castle baker while Tara was the alchemist and Arch-Mage with Charswirl directly under her.

“Very good.” Tara chuckled while sitting on their couch next to her pink fiance as Pinkie licked her lips, the pink mare rubbing her massive belly. “We just finished some research on Pinkie’s mysterious powers.”

“She was referring to both of us silly, not your goofy project trying to figure me out.” Pinkie playfully booped her betrothed on the snoot, and Tara blushed at getting caught up in her work again. “We’re great. I’m full of these amazing little tykes and Coral Splash, that little bun I adopted at the pool so long ago is doing well. Tara is learning to loosen up all the time, and my Pinkie Senses are going off the charts with how good things are and going to be.”

“Tis wondrous to hear.” We smiled happily at the two, Navi only mildly lamenting never taking Pinkie up on all of her advances, but happy she had found someone special in Tara.

“Yes. Our relationship is advancing at a fast yet steady rate. We’re to be married after the foals are born so Pinkie doesn’t risk her excitement causing premature labor. Then I’m going to turn her into a minish so I don’t have to worry about her aging on me.” Tara hugged the pink mare lovingly, the pink ray of happiness in the room seeming to brighten all the more with her beaming smile. Good Golden can she bring joy to a room just by smiling. No wonder she is the Sage of Laughter.

“We assume thou art planning to extend such life-extending methods to thine other sages?” We asked worriedly. To become immortal was a big thing. To know that thou cannot be reborn for however long is a burden as much as a relief. Whilst We know that unless something absolutely terrible were to happen, that We’d never perish, it was equally saddening to know the vast majority of those We know would pass on, only to be seen decades or centuries later in another form, with little to no memory of us. It was both relieving and immeasurably painful. Luna had experienced such already, and it was a bittersweet sting to the soul.

“Of course silly! Tara isn’t gonna let us go without a fight. She actually had to fight Applejack on it! Wowie was that a scary moment.” Pinkie fanned her cleavage and face with concern. “But we’re all good. You can get on with your epilogue tour now. Or~.” Pinkie leered hungrily at us. “You can stay for some fun.”

“Huh?” We asked with a blush at her switching from playful and conversational to lusty.

Pinkie grabbed us quickly and stuffed us in her mouth, We blinked as she swirled her tongue around us before she began to swallow despite our screams of shock and our struggles. “P-PINKIE! The vore charms are still experimental!”

“*GULP* They work silly! My Pinkie Senses say so!” We heard pinkie say, only for the burning agony of her stomach to never arrive.

Instead, We plopped not in her stomach but her vagina, staring at Tara’s flared head. Wait those two were somehow fucking while they were talking?! “Unf, fuck I feel her down there, yes, unf, it worked!” We were being pressed against Pinkie’s cervix by Tara’s cervine flare, her pre-cum drenching us about as much as Pinkie’s love tunnel was, and We were so aroused by this it was nearly painful.

“I told you it would be hot.” Pinkie groaned and huffed as We were getting literally fucked into her womb, ass-first. Her cervix was slowly opening and We saw Tara’s cock swelling with seed already.

“This is incredible ladies, but We have places to be~!” We wailed and warped away, hearing their disappointed whines in the Veil before they continued to have sex anyway.

Wow everyone has become so lusty. Besides AJ. If it’s like this, how is Rarity doing? We gulped nervously as We magically cleaned ourselves up and summoned our new magic black bodysuit, one Rarity had made for us. Hopefully, it would help open talk on fashion or something.