The Farmer and the BelleView OnlineVentrilocestThe Farmer and the BelleBig Macintosh ate breakfast at the kitchen table along with his wife Sugar Belle, and his sister Applejack. Apple Bloom had moved out shortly after Granny Smith had passed, so now it was just the three of them. Apple Bloom still came by to lend a hoof at harvest time, but was otherwise now working full time as a teacher at Princess Twilight's School of Friendship. Sugar Belle watched as Big Mac finished eating his breakfast and got up from the kitchen table to go head out into the orchard to start working. "Hey Applejack, can I talk to you about something?" Sugar Belle asked, once the two of them were alone. "Of course, Sugarcube. Anything," Applejack replied. Sugar rubbed her shoulder with her hoof and shifted nervously in her seat. "Well, it's just that... it's kind of a sensitive subject," she prefaced. "Oh? Well there's no need to be embarrassed. We're family now," Applejack assured her. "Apparently not enough," Sugar grumbled. "What?" Applejack wasn't sure if she misheard or just misunderstood what she meant. "Um, well you know, Mac and I have been... well ever since we got married we've been... trying... to have a foal," Sugar said. Applejack just sighed and rolled her eyes. "If it's about the noise, don't you worry," Applejack assured her. "I am a very sound sleeper. To be honest, I haven't heard the two of you... trying at all!" "Well that's just it," Sugar said. "There's been a lot of trying but not a lot of doing." "I don't follow," Applejack said. Sugar Belle checked the window to make sure he was still far away. Even so, she moved closer to Applejack and lowered her voice. "Mac has been having a lot of trouble... rising to the occasion," she explained. "Oh? Oh!" Applejack blushed at the realization. "Yeah," Sugar sighed. "Well gosh, Sugar, I don't know what to tell ya," Applejack said. "I mean, I ain't no doctor. That sound like something you'd talk to a doctor about." "It's..." Sugar Belle tried to find the right way to explain it. "It's not a medical issue..." "Well then what is it?" she asked. "It's me," Sugar said. "What? No! Don't go blaming yourself! You just said that it was him with the problem." "Well, yes, he does have problems," she said, going wide-eyed. "Well I ain't a doctor, and I ain't no detective neither," Applejack said, growing frustrated. "So whatever the problem is, you need to stop talking in riddles about it, and just come right out and say it." Sugar Belle grew increasingly anxious. "Applejack, I'm already breaking promises just by talking about this with you," Sugar said. "What I'm about to tell you about him will shock you. It could ruin your relationship!" She was verging on tears. "I promised him I wouldn't tell anypony about his problems, but I'm getting desperate. I want foals! We both do. And it's for their sake I'm breaking this promise. Do you understand?" Applejack was internally terrified about what horrible truth Sugar was about to reveal. Had her brother killed somepony? Whatever it was, he was still her brother. They would find a way to get past it. She took a deep breath and braced herself for the worst. "Yeah, I understand," Applejack said. It was Sugar Belle's turn to take a deep breath. "I say it's me because he's not attracted to me. He's attracted to somepony else." "Wh- what!?" Applejack scoffed. Her eyes flared with anger. "He cheated on you!?" "No no!" Sugar Belle said. "It's not like that! Big Mac and I love each other very much, and we've always been loyal to one another!" "But- I don't understand." "After he proposed to me, we promised each other that there would be no secrets between us," Sugar said. "And then on our honeymoon, when we tried to... consummate our marriage, he had trouble. I asked him what was wrong, but he wouldn't tell me at first. I reminded him about our promise, and eventually he told me what the problem was." "Which is...?" Applejack asked, growing increasingly impatient. Sugar Belle got up from the table, walked over to the liquor cabinet, grabbed a bottle and took a big swig. She coughed and sputtered a little and then set the bottle back in the cabinet. "Forgive me, Mac," Sugar walked back and sat down at the table again. She closed her eyes and winced. "Big Mac is attracted to you." Applejack blinked a couple times. The words reached her, but something got jumbled on the way to her brain that made her eye twitch. "I'm sorry," Applejack breathed, "Care to repeat that? I think I had something crazy in my ear." "He confessed it to me," Sugar said. "He's attracted to you." "Are you serious!?" "I'm sorry! I should never have said anything!" "So you mean he wants to... rut me?" Applejack asked. "No! He would never act on it! He's a good pony, you know that!" "But he wants to?" she asked again. "Applejack, please don't be mad at him. You have no idea how ashamed he feels about this," Sugar said. Applejack was still reeling. She got up from her seat and walked over to the kitchen window, peering across the field at the same old hard-working stallion bucking trees. Her brother. She never thought he could be such a deviant. She looked back at Sugar Belle and grimaced. "Why are you telling me this?" Applejack asked. "Because it's part of the problem we're having," Sugar said. "We love each other, but it's so hard for him to get aroused for me without thinking about you." "Oh my gosh, I feel so nauseous!" Applejack stumbled and controlled her fall to sit back down in her chair. "We've tried everything," Sugar said, her face turning a deeper red. "I'd roleplay as you, give him your old bed sheets to smell. Sometimes I'd wear your hat after you fell asleep." "I knew somepony was moving it!" "It worked for a little while, but it's not enough anymore." Sugar Belle started openly sobbing into her hooves. "I still love him. He's a good pony. I just want to have foals, Applejack!" Applejack felt like the room was spinning, along with the rest of her world. The kitchen door opened and the red stallion walked inside. Applejack's eyes followed him as he walked across the kitchen to the sink. He filled a glass with water and drank it, giving her nary a glance. When he turned around, he saw Sugar Belle. She had tried to compose herself quickly, but he could tell she had been crying recently. "Are you okay, Sugar?" he asked. She nodded quickly. "Yes, I just, stubbed my hoof on the corner of the chair," she lied. Big Mac leaned down to kiss her hoof. Applejack's legs snapped together under the table and her tail covered herself from her brother's lecherous stare. But he didn't even lower his head beneath the table. He lifted Sugar Belle's hoof with his to his lips and he gave it a gentle kiss. Then he hugged and kissed his wife before going back out to work. Applejack suddenly felt a little silly for the way she reacted. He had done nothing wrong. Even still, her distrustful eyes followed him until he was back out of the house. She realized that she had been holding her breath. Her heart was racing. She forced herself to relax and looked across the table at Sugar Belle. Big Mac didn't notice, but it was impossible for Sugar to not see how Applejack would never look at him the same way again. "Applejack, I'm sorry! I've ruined things between you now," Sugar Belle cried. Applejack took a deep breath and rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Sugar... I understand," Applejack said. "It's... a lot to take in. But I understand. He's a good pony. Just... with bad thoughts." "And he would never act on them!" "I gotcha," Applejack said, still trying to calm down. "But you came to me for help. And I don't know what it is you think I can do, or that I would do. Because if you think I would actually let him-" "No, Applejack, I want me to have his foals! And I'm at the peak of my fertility tonight!" "So what do you want me to do about it?" Applejack asked. The fact that Applejack was actually humoring her made Sugar Belle grin. "Well, okay, you know how Mac is practically blind in the dark?" she asked. "Yeah," Applejack said. "His night vision is terrible. He trips over his own hooves without a night light," "Well, I have a plan for that..."
Roleplay NightView OnlineVentrilocestRoleplay NightApplejack tried her best not to stare at her brother as she and Sugar Belle worked out in the orchard with him. She kept expecting Big Mac to be glancing at her when he thought she wasn't looking. But he hardly ever looked her way. If anything, he was making a point to not look at her unless it was to directly interact with her. And there was nothing strange about it, despite how much she was trying to see anything odd in his behavior. Maybe Sugar Belle was wrong about him. Maybe he had lied to her. Maybe his problem was because of something else. None of it made any sense, and as the day went on, it only seemed more absurd. Applejack felt incredibly nervous about the idea that Sugar Belle had for them that night. But she swore up and down that it was the only way, and she begged her to do it. If Sugar Belle was wrong, tonight would be a disaster. Even so, Applejack hoped Sugar was wrong. It would be awkward. But they'd all be able to laugh it off over many rounds of cider. They would get past it. It would be okay. After the sun set, and it was too dark to work any longer, the three of them headed inside to get cleaned up and have dinner. "Hey Mac," Sugar Belle said. "After dinner I'm going to head into town. I want to see that new movie with Miss Cheerilee. So I won't be back until late. " "Alright," he said without a second thought. After dinner, Applejack and Sugar Belle cleared off the table and did the dishes. Big Mac gathered up the garbage to bring it to the trash can outside the back door. Sugar nudged Applejack's shoulder and leaned over to whisper. "Okay now, just like we rehearsed..." Applejack swallowed hard and nodded. Sugar Belle smiled and left before Mac came back inside from the back yard. Mac's eyes looked around the kitchen quickly. "She leave already?" he asked. "Yup. So it's just... the two of us," she said. She opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of cider. Normally she's enjoy just sipping it, but she drank it quickly this time. "Well, I'm gonna head upstairs," she said. "Don't stay up too late." Upstairs, Applejack waited. In the quiet bedroom, all she could hear was her heart was racing in her ears. She didn't have to wait long. After only a few minutes she heard him shuffling around the first floor and then the heavy hoofsteps of him coming upstairs. The door opened. "Applejack!?" Big Mac asked, surprised to see her. "Hey," she greeted. "Why are you in my bed?" he asked. Indeed she was laying in his bed. The one he shared with his wife. "Well-" The words hitched in her throat. "Sugar Belle is out for the night," she said. "So I figured... now that we're alone..." she winked at him. Big Mac somehow managed to turn a darker shade of red. "I- I- What are you talking about!?" he asked. "Sugar Belle and I were talking," Applejack explained, looking down at the bedding. "And she told me certain things... About you. And about how you feel..." She looked back up at his eyes. "About me." Big Mac's jaw dropped open. "AJ! AJ I'm sorry! I- I never- I would never-!" He stammered, looking like he was about to cry. He lifted a hoof to reach out to her from the far side of the room, but he immediately put it back down and didn't dare move any closer than the doorway. "Mac, it's okay. I mean, yes, I was a little shocked when I found out... Okay, a might shocked." "AJ I'm sorry!" "I said it's okay. I know you're a good pony and you would never... act on the way you felt about me." "Never!" he assured her. "But she told me that it's been causing some... issues for you two." Big Mac's shame only deepened. "Sugar Belle want's your foals, Mac. And she told me that she doesn't care how she gets them. That's why she asked me to... help." Big Mac's eyebrow raised just as far as it could while still being attached to his face. "Help?" he asked. "Mhmm." Applejack nodded. She rolled onto her back and spread her legs, putting her hoof between them just to cover her modesty. "So if this is what it takes to get you off... If- this is what you want..." She patted her crotch with her hoof. Big Mac was a hurricane of emotions. He could scarcely believe his eyes. He yanked on his ear with his hoof to see if he was only dreaming about this again. But he was surely awake. He wanted so much to just pounce on her and seize his forbidden desire at last. But one final moral hurdle stayed his hoof. "But I'm married!" he said. "What about Sugar Belle!?" Applejack smiled. "Why do you think she went out for the night? Whose idea do you think this is?" Big Mac's legs trembled with excitement. It was too good to be true. In all of his wildest dreams he would never have thought that it was actually going to happen. But here she was! He closed the door behind him and started walking towards her. "Wait!" Applejack said. He froze, as though he had done something wrong, and this incredible opportunity was about to be taken away. She had come to her senses. Of course she did. And she wouldn't be able to live with him anymore. "Wait," she repeated. "Could you just... turn off the light?" she requested. "But... I want to see you!" he said. "I know, Mac. I know. But I'm still trying to get used to the idea of this myself, okay?" she said. "So it would just be easier for me if I didn't see you." "Oh, okay..." he complied. He wasn't about to argue with her about how they were finally going to do this. He turned around and switched off the light. In the late night, the room went pitch black. Even if it wasn't a moonless night, the curtains were drawn tightly shut. Big Mac couldn't tell the difference between his eyes being opened or closed. He couldn't even see his hoof in front of his face. His hoof reached out in front of him like an antenna, feeling around for his surroundings. Unlike her brother, Applejack had excellent night vision for a non-thestrial. Meanwhile, Applejack had quickly slid off the backside of bed, down where Sugar Belle was hiding behind it. Sugar Belle grabbed Applejack's hat and put it on to cover her horn as she silently climbed up into the spot where Applejack was. The bed rustled and creaked as the mares moved. "Applejack?" he asked into the room. "I'm right here big guy," Applejack said, keeping her head near Sugar Belle's. They peered into the dark as the blind stallion followed the sound of her voice toward the bed. His outstretched hoof touched the edge of the bed and felt around on the bedding until he touched Sugar Belle's hoof. He pulled his hoof away as though he had touched a hot stove. "Come on," Applejack encouraged him. Big Mac reached out again. His hoof was trebling almost as hard as his breathing. He placed his hoof on Sugar Belle's leg again. It was an innocuous contact, barely on her calf, above her ankle. For all the platonic times he had ever touched his sister in the past, her mere fetlocks under his hoof felt so incredibly alluring. He was practically hyperventilating as he slowly moved over her. His every muscle shaking in fear that at any moment he might wake up from this dream. "You smell so good," he said. At Sugar Belle's behest, Applejack had awkwardly masturbated earlier. She wiped what wetness she had into her sister-in-law's fur, replacing as much as she could of Sugar Belle's scent with her own. His hoof moved so very, very slowly up Sugar Belle's leg, keeping to the outside of her thigh. His hoof grazed the hair of her tail laying beside her. Sugar Belle had taken care to style it just like Applejack's. Combed straight and tied in one of her ribbons. She'd had plenty of practice doing so from past roleplay nights. He brought his face closer to hers and then stopped, hesitating yet again. "C-can I- k-kiss you?" he asked nervously, practically whimpering the words. His voice was trembling even harder than the rest of him. Applejack had never seen him so vulnerable before. Even after everything that had happened, her heart went out to her brother, whom she did love very much as family. It was plainly evident just how much inner turmoil he had been silently harboring all these years. To be so close to the object of his desires, living in quiet desperation, knowing that his feelings it would never, ever be returned. Living with the overbearing shame of thinking that he was a bad pony for even having such feelings, even if he never intended to act on them. But he wasn't a bad pony. Applejack understood that. "Of course you can kiss me," Applejack whispered beside Sugar Belle's head. She backed away as Mac leaned down. His puckered lips trembled against Sugar Belle's. It was a light, almost chaste contact at first. Even now, he still feared committing to the action. Sugar lifted her head the slightest degree to kiss him back a bit, encouraging him to kiss her properly. Mac pressed his lips against hers harder. The brim of Applejack's hat grazed his cheek. Applejack just waited off to the side, watching everything unfold. Trapped so closely nearby, it wasn't like she had much choice. And she needed to watch them both to be ready for her cues from Sugar Belle, and to react to Big Mac. Though between the two of them, she was watching him more. With his nose against her cheek, Sugar Belle could feel his warm breath, shallow and panting rapidly. She wrapped her hooves around him and opened her mouth, really getting into the kiss. Big Mac responded in kind with equal passion, kissing her deeply now. His tremendous fear slowly started to dissipate. For all the times that Applejack had seen him kiss Sugar Belle, there was a strange fascination for her in watching the way he kissed his wife, thinking he was actually kissing his sister. It was primal. There was a raw, desperate, hunger to it. He kissed her with an animalistic fervor, as though this was his one and only chance to have this opportunity, and he wanted to get all that he could of it. Sugar Belle ran her hoof down along his side and then under his belly. Big Mac gasped at the contact of her hoof on his penis. He had taking care to arch his back to keep it from touching her body at all. He pulled away from the kiss and reared up, shamefully trying to back away from her. But Sugar Belle just held onto his shaft more firmly with her hoof. Applejack looked from behind the bed. Even in the very low light, she could see the silhouette of the behemoth that was 'Big' Macintosh's namesake. "Wow! It's so big!" Applejack gasped. "Sugar is a lucky mare." "It's- it's big for you, AJ," Mac said, standing up a bit prouder. "Just for me?" Applejack asked, addressing the core problem at the heart of the whole thing. For a moment, Big Mac nodded in shame to nopony in the pitch darkness. "E- eeyup..." he answered. "So y'all did roleplay?" Applejack asked. "She told you a lot, huh?" "Eeyup," Applejack replied. "That it was the only thing that got you hard." "Not this hard," Mac said. Sure enough, Applejack watched as Sugar Belle pulled down on his dick with her hoof to rub it against herself, but it was like trying to bend a steel beam. He adjusted himself to let her move him. At last, the side of his shaft brushed against her hot marehood. "Ain't nothing like the real thing, huh?" Big Mac felt the soft marehood against the side of his dick. "Well come on big guy. I'm right here waitin' for ya," Applejack coaxed. Sugar Belle rubbed his dick against her pussy a little more. Big Mac was a stuttering mess. "App- pple J-J-J... AJ? C-c- Can I p-put it..." "You sure can," Applejack said, lowering her voice into a sultry purr. "I want you to put it inside me." He shifted back a bit until he was out of her hoof's reach. He took his stiff shaft in his hoof and rubbed the tip of it against her pussy, getting the head of his dick plenty wet with her arousal. He pressed the blunt tip against her tight entrance. He applied a little more pressure, finding that getting it inside might be no easy task. "AJ I'm gonna..." he trailed off, waiting to give her one last chance to back out. "Well come on big guy. I'm right here waitin' for ya," Applejack coaxed. Big Mac pressed a bit harder. Even as accustomed as Sugar Belle had been with his equipment, she had never experienced him like this. Usually, 'full mast' for him meant that he was still a good deal spongy and flexible. But tonight it was like the damn thing had been carved from wood. She felt a brief pang of panic as he tried harder to get it inside her. But a deep breath and exhale later, she was finally able to physically relax enough. The tip of Big Mac's dick slipped inside. Sugar Belle gasped, but he gasped louder. There in the dark, blind to the truth, Big Macintosh reveled in the euphoric illusion of his fantasy come to life. It was finally happening. In all of his wildest dreams, he would have never have dared to think it would ever come to pass. But he was finally having sex with his sister whom he had secretly lusted after for so long. It was so warm and wet and tight. It was just as he imagined. Better than he had imagined! "AJ!" he moaned. He shifted forward and pushed more of his length into Sugar Belle. At the height of her estrus, she was as pliable and well-lubricated as she possibly could be. He slid into her with relative ease, considering that it felt like her vagina was being fed a tree trunk. She was already feeling full by the time his medial ring slid inside her. She had been so used to being able to let him hilt her that she hadn't worried about it. But he was harder tonight than she had ever experienced before. Big Mac bottomed out in her with still a couple inches of dick to go. With another small thrust, he pushed a little more. Not hard, but as a steady, firm pressure. The muscles of Sugar Belle's vagina stretched just a bit more as he sank the last of his shaft into her and shoved everything inside her upwards to make space, forcing the air out of her lungs in a grunt. If Sugar Belle was in any kind of real pain, she needed only to speak up or yelp and the jig would be up. But she kept herself quiet as she tried to accommodate her husband's sheer size as though it were their first time all over again. "Are you okay?" Big Mac asked. "Yeah," Applejack said, assuming it to be the case with Sugar not crying out. "I'm just getting used to my big brother being inside me." Sugar grunted again as she felt Mac somehow throb even thicker as Applejack played up the taboo nature of the evening. Sugar knew how much it would turn Mac on. "It is," Mac said, running his hoof along Sugar's Belly. "It's inside you. I'm inside you! It's-" He leaned down and hugged Sugar on the bed. "It's so good! You don't know how long I've wanted this, AJ! I love you! I love you so much!" He kissed her. She kissed him back. Their tongues danced over one another in their mouths. Applejack watched and waited for him to break the kiss. Once he did, she leaned close to Sugar. "I love you too, Mac. Now come on, show your little sis how much you love her," Applejack whispered. Big Mac needed no further instruction. He shifted his weight back upright for better leverage. He planted his hooves on either side of Sugar Belle's waist and started to pulled back. He barely got his medial ring out before he pushed it back in as deep as it could go, giving Sugar's cervix another good shove and making her grunt again. Mac could tell no difference between her little noises or Applejack's. Either that or he simply didn't notice. His every thought was focused on the feeling of the tight, wet, warmth wrapped around his dick. He slid in and out of her, trying his best not to bottom out too hard, but also still wanting to hilt her. If he was going to live out the fantasy of finally fucking his sister, he wasn't going to do it half way. He got into a good rhythm, rocking back and forth, sliding in and out of her. His every nerve was on edge. It was a torturous combination of so many feelings. At once, being turned on so very much, and having not gotten off in far too long; Coupled with the internal conflict of not wanting this experience to end, against his desire of wanting to just enjoy it completely before he figuratively, (or literally) woke up from this dream come true. The mare under him quivered and trembled with a guttural moan. A rush of fresh juices spurted out of her pussy from around his shaft, wetting them both. As their hips slapped together, little droplets spattered everywhere, including onto Applejack's cheek. Mac could feel her pussy pulsating around his dick. "You cumming AJ?" Big Mac asked. "Sure am, big guy," Applejack said, trying to emphasize her voice with a moan of pleasure as she wiped her cheek. "My big brother is making me cum!" The words were music to his ears. That along with the wet slaps of their hips and the moans of a mare's pleasure, it was a symphony of sex. Big Mac redoubled his efforts. All Sugar Belle could do was just hold on to the bedding as he increased his pace, depth and intensity. His rhythm began to grow more and more erratic. "AJ I'm- I'm almost there!" he said, trying to stave off his climax just a few moments more. Even in the throes of the most intense passion of his life, he still had the presence of mind to ask his sister, "Where do you want it? Sugar Belle locked her legs around Big Mac's waist, keeping him from pulling out. "Don't stop," Applejack said. "Keep going!" "I'm about to-" he grunted. "What if you get-" Mac asked. "I want you to cum inside me, big brother!" Applejack said, as she had rehearsed. "I want your seed to get me pregnant! Pump your incest foals into your little sister!" Big Mac's balls tightened up as her dirty talk sent him tumbling of the edge, past the point of no return. He wrapped his hooves around Sugar Belle and held himself close to her as he slammed it home one final time, bringing to to bear hard against her cervix, lined up squarely against the tiny opening to her final barrier. She could feel him flaring inside her, stretching the deepest parts of her vagina even more. The tiny entrance to her womb parted just a bit against his broad flare. Big Mac grunted and groaned as he came harder than he ever had before in his life. His balls ached from having been so full for so long, and now they emptied at long last. He saw stars as his eyes rolled back in euphoric bliss. The first rush of his cum rocketed up through his shaft and spattered hard against the back of Sugar's vagina and instantly filled the modicum of space left. It was followed quickly by another torrent of semen, not as forceful as the first, but easily with more volume. With her pussy already overfilled, and his flare making an airtight seal, it had nowhere else to go but deeper inside her. There was so much pent up cum that it was starting to displace his dick, and pushed him out a little. Sugar Belle squeezed his waist with her legs, pulling him into her harder, and pushing back against the growing pressure inside her pussy. She could feel his potent seed flooding into her needy, fertile womb, dousing the flames of her estrus at last. Big Mac's entire body shuttered and nearly collapsed on top of her from the release. He hugged and kissed her desperately as his cock continued to spurt the last few ropes of cum deep inside her. Sugar Belle felt his tears fall onto her cheek. Even Applejack could hear the wet sniffles of him as he cried, pressing his face into Sugar's shoulder, burying his face in her mane. "I'm sorry," he cried. "I love you so much Applejack! Thank you! Thank you so much!" He cried harder into Sugar Belle's mane, trying to muffle the sobs of his catharsis. Sugar hugged him back and just held him while he let it all out. "I'm sorry!" He spiraled between gratitude and guilt. Sugar Belle just rubbed his back with her hoof and let him cry. He let out all the tears of shame and joy and guilt alike. "Am I a bad pony?" he asked. Applejack carefully leaned in next to Sugar Belle's head to whisper. "No. You ain't a bad pony. You're a good pony. You're my brother and I love you," Applejack said, meaning every word of it. He cried into Sugar's shoulder a bit more until he finally calmed down. "Can you... can you stay with me," Big Mac asked. "Can you stay with me for tonight? I just want to hold you." He squeezed Sugar Belle harder. "Alright," Applejack said. "But I'm getting out when Sugar Belle get's back. So don't expect to be waking up next to me in the morning." Big Mac whimpered like a little colt. "No arguing." "Okay." Big Mac and Sugar Belle shifted on the bed. He lifted himself up off of her and she carefully rolled over while he did his best to keep him inside her, intent on never leaving his sister's pussy ever again. Then they both moved together onto their sides with him laying behind her to be the big spoon, entwined together until they fell asleep. Applejack silently laid on the wood floorboards beside the bed until she heard the telltale sounds of her brother snoring. She knew that once he was out, he could sleep through a tornado. She stood up and got her hat back from Sugar Belle who was likewise sound asleep, and then she silently walked back to her own bedroom.
Unforeseen ConsequencesView OnlineVentrilocestUnforeseen ConsequencesUnlike Sugar Belle and Big Macintosh, Applejack didn't sleep very well that night. Right up until the very last second that she waited for her brother in his bedroom, she still harbored a lingering doubt about everything. Perhaps Sugar Belle had been mistaken. Perhaps he had been lying to her about it. But there could be no denying it after what had just transpired. Applejack laid there in the dark on her bed, still mentally wrestling with this newfound revelation. Her brother loved her as more than a sister. He was attracted to her as a mare, to the detriment of not only his marriage, but his own mental health. The clever ruse that Sugar Belle had orchestrated was the kind of cathartic release that he clearly, and desperately needed. Applejack could still vividly remember his voice confessing his love for her through his tears of guilt, shame, and joy. Applejack cared about Big Mac. She wanted him to be happy, and healthy. It pained her to know the kind of turmoil he had been living in for so long. Part of her wished that she was capable of returning his feelings. But in the end, she loved him as a brother, and no more. Nothing could change that. But like it or not, their relationship was changed forever now that she knew how he felt about her. The morning sun woke Applejack from what little sleep she had managed to get. Tired as she was, she still got out of bed and headed downstairs to begin the day. Sugar Belle and Big Mac came down shortly after. They both looked like a disheveled mess. It was no mystery why. Likewise so, they were both practically glowing for it. Applejack placed the dishes of pancakes onto the table and took a seat to join them. Sugar Belle and Applejack wasted no time digging into the delicious breakfast. Applejack felt his hoof brush against hers under the table. She shifted a little bit away and he moved his to follow hers. Applejack looked across the table and saw that he was looking back at her with a big, goofy grin plastered across his face. Applejack averted her eyes and focused on her food. His hoof continued to caress hers, hidden from Sugar Belle's view. Applejack finished quickly and bused her plate to the sink, making haste to head out to work in the orchard. Mac followed shortly after, and then Sugar. Whether it had been intentional or not before, Mac had paid Applejack nary a glance the previous day. But today, he always kept himself within sight of her. He tried not to let his work suffer too much for it, but whenever she looked over at him, he was always looking back at her with that same content smile. Big Mac was hardly a dour pony. But Applejack had never seen him smiling so much before in her life. It was actually a little unnerving. Applejack couldn't tell for sure, but she knew that it was impossible for Sugar Belle to not notice the change in his demeanor. Applejack hadn't said a word to either of them all day. Not even a 'good morning' at breakfast. She even just had a few spare apples for lunch out in the orchard to avoid them a little longer. But once it got dark, it was unavoidable once they all headed back inside for dinner. "I'm going to go wash up," Sugar Belle said as she wiped the sweat from her forehead. She headed to the bathroom to take a shower. Applejack started to get to work on making dinner. She felt hooves wrap around her from behind. "Hey!" Applejack yelped. "Hey," Big Mac whispered into her ear, giving it a little nibble before kissing her cheek. "Now that we're alone..." She felt his erection moving between her legs, grazing the underside of her belly. "Mac! No!" "Shhh. She'll be in the shower for a while. We have time." Applejack wrenched herself from his grasp and turned herself around. "Mac! Last night-" "Last night was amazing!" He said, pulling her into a kiss. Applejack felt her stomach flip when her brother pushed his tongue into her mouth. She squirmed away from his lips and shoved him away with her hooves. "Sugar Belle!" Applejack screamed at the top of her lungs. Big Mac pulled away at the sound of hooves thundering down the stairs. She hadn't even turned the water on yet. "What!? What's wrong?" Sugar Belle ask, expecting a fire or somepony bleeding out. "We need to talk about last night!" Applejack yelled. "N- No we don't!" Big Mac said, flushed with panic. Sugar Belle looked back and forth between them. Applejack's eyes were wide in shock and Big Mac was trying and failing to not look guilty. His rigid erection still bobbing beneath him was the most damning of all. Sugar Belle put her hooves to her mouth and gasped. "Oh, dammit! I should have known this would happen!" Sugar cursed herself. "You tried to have sex with her!?" Mac looked back and forth between the two mares in terror. "But Applejack, you said-" He looked at her, "But you said it was her idea!" "Yeah! Last night was my idea!" Sugar Belle said, moving between them. "But I'm your wife! You only have sex with me!" Big Mac looked increasingly confused. "But last night I-" "That was me," Sugar Belle said. "That was me on the bed." "But Applejack was-" "I was behind the bed talking to you while you two..." Applejack trailed off with an implying motion. "She told me about how you felt and the trouble with you two were having a foal together because of it. So I agreed to take part in her plan to trick you." A wave of understanding and disappointment washed over his face, and then giving way to melancholy. "But it worked though," Sugar Belle said. "We were able to... You were able to..." Sugar trailed off, but expected him to be elated. It was good news. Big Mac's frown recovered somewhat, but his expression was now neutral at best. "So last night, when you said... all that stuff...?" Mac asked. "I was acting. Yeah," Applejack said. "So you don't really... love me?" he asked. "Mac, I do love you. But only as a sibling. And I'm sorry, but that ain't never gonna change," she said. Big Mac just stood there and looked at her for a moment as the words sunk in, confirming what he had always known for so long. A single tear escaped the corner of his eye. He blinked the rest back and just nodded in understanding. His nose sniffled and he swallowed back the rest of his sorrow, burying it down deep along with the rest of his repressed emotions underneath a mountain of guilt and shame erupting back up to the surface. He turned away, unable to look his sister in the eyes. "What you must think of me..." he whimpered. Applejack moved in front of him. "Mac, it's okay. I ain't angry about how you feel," she said. "If you wanna have her borrow my hat and... do all that stuff, I won't mind. I just don't feel the same way about you, is all. Okay?" He nodded. He didn't feel good about the outcome, but at least she had assuaged some of his guilt regarding his love for her. That would have to be good enough. Until it wasn't. The days fell off the calendar but Sugar Belle's heat remained. The stallion of few words had become the stallion of no words as he slipped deeper into depression. He still couldn't bear to look at his sister after everything that had happened and Sugar Belle grew increasingly worried. She felt like she was losing her husband. Applejack and Sugar Belle stood side by side as they washed the dishes from breakfast. Sugar watched Mac through the kitchen window. He moved from one tree to the next, going through the motions of bucking apples. He just stared off into nothing as he worked, like an emotionless robot. "Applejack, you have to do something," Sugar Belle said. "I'm worried about him." "Hey, I'm worried about him too, but I ain't fucking my brother! So don't ask me to!" Applejack said. "I don't want you to fuck my husband either, but we have to do something!" She said. "It used to just be performance issues before, but now he doesn't even bother to initiate anymore, it's like he's lost all interest in it. Could you try, just... acting, like last time?" Sugar asked. "That ain't gonna help his problem, Sugar, it'll only worsen it!" Applejack said. "His problem isn't his infatuation with you," Sugar said. "It's his depressing from the guilt and shame because of it. It's like it's draining his soul out of him." Applejack slammed her hoof on the sink counter. "Ya think I can't see that!?" she snapped. "Ya think I don't feel like I'm losing him, too? But I don't love him like that. And if we try to pretend otherwise again, he ain't gonna be fooled twice!" "I know," Sugar said. "But I think it would help him just the same." "I ain't lying to him again!" Applejack said. "I'm not asking you to lie to him this time."
Cards on the TableView OnlineVentrilocestCards on the TableThat night, Applejack sat on the edge of her brother's bed and waited. She heard the heavy hoofsteps of a stallion coming up the stairs. Her brother appeared in the doorway. He did a double-take, seeing her on the bed. For a moment he just froze before he started to turn around and leave. "Mac," Applejack called out to him. He stopped, but he didn't turn back around to face her. "Mac, come in here. I want to talk to you." He obediently did as he was told and turned around to walk in the room. But he still made a point of looking at the floor, or the wall, or anywhere but at her. "If... if you don't want to look at me, you could turn off the lights and..." she patted the bed beside her. He snorted indignantly and looked at her, and then the bed. "Sugar, I know you're back there!" he said. He waited. After a moment, Sugar Belle poked her head up from behind the bed. "I may not be bright, but I ain't no fool neither!" "I know," Applejack said. "But she... we just want to help you." "I know it ain't never gonna happen between us," Mac said. "I've accepted that. I accepted it a long time ago until..." "I'm sorry Mac," Sugar said. "I know you trusted me when you told me about it, and I shouldn't have told Applejack or made her trick you like that. But Mac," she looked at him with pleading eyes. "That was the best damn sex I've ever had! And I know you feel the same way. Tell me I'm wrong." Big Mac said nothing. "I would give anything to have that with you again," Sugar Belle said. "I know you do, too. And Applejack just wants to help us. To help you feel better. No more tricks. No more secrets. Cards on the table." He glanced over at Applejack. She nodded in confirmation. "It would be just like last time," Sugar said as she climbed up on the bed, switching places with Applejack. "We could turn the lights off, and she'd be right behind me, talking to you. And you could... pretend I'm her again." Big Mac looked back and forth between them again and then at the floor. "Wouldn't be the same," he said. "It'd be lying." "I was acting, Mac," Applejack said. "But it wasn't all lies. I meant it when I said that I love you. That's why I'm here." "Please, Mac?" Sugar Belle begged. "I want to have a foal with you. Can we please just try again?" He still looked doubtful. "And then?" he asked, looking at his sister. "We do this one last time and then what? We just pretend like none of this happened? We go on pretending that I... that I don't still feel this way? About you?" Applejack swallowed hard. She knew that this wouldn't solve things, even if Sugar Belle did get a foal. There was no way to make this problem go away by ignoring it. She took a deep breath and steeled her courage for what she was about to say. "This... wouldn't have to be the last time," Applejack said. Both Mac and Sugar Belle turned to look at her. "We could keep doing this. Sometimes. If you need it," she said. She looked at Sugar "With your permission, of course." She looked back at her brother. "It seems like a fair compromise, between your desires and my boundaries. I... I hope that's enough." After a moment, Sugar Belle nodded. "That... I'd be okay with that," Sugar said, turning to look at Mac. "Sometimes. Not all the time. I hope that's enough." Mac looked back and forth between the two mares that cared about him and loved him very much. Hope was a powerful force. His heart felt a little lighter. A weight was lifted from his soul. His tired eyes practically lit up again. He nodded and smiled. It was a weak smile, but it was still real. It was a start. "It's enough," he agreed. "And no trying to get frisky with me later!" Applejack said. "Outside of this bedroom I'm still your sister." "I know," he said. "Alright then," Applejack said. "Go ahead and turn off the light." Big Mac hesitated. "Can I... I'd like to leave it on this time," he said. "If that's alright." "Don't you want to be able to pretend?" Applejack asked. "I'm done pretending," he said. "I just... want to be able to see you." Applejack chewed her lip as she considered it, and the pleading look in her brother's eyes. "That's alright then, I guess," she said. He walked over the the bed, by Sugar Belle. He looked at Applejack sitting on the the hardwood floor boards. "You don't need to keep yourself down on the floor like that," he said, patting the bed beside Sugar Belle. "Mac..." "Can you behave?" Sugar Belle asked. "I can keep my hooves to myself," he said. Sugar looked back at Applejack and motioned for her to lay on the bed next to her. Applejack reluctantly climbed back up onto the bed and laid on her back next to her. Mac moved between his wife's spread legs and put his hooves on either side of her waist. He leaned over her, grinding his hips against her. He looked over at Applejack next to them. His eyes moved down her body to between her legs. Applejack followed his eyes and reflexively covered her modesty with her hoof. Mac averted his eyes in renewed shame. "Sorry," he said. "No no," Applejack said. "I suppose there ain't no point in seeing me if you can't... see me," she said nervously. She slowly moved her hoof away to let her brother look at her. She even parted her legs slightly Sugar Belle felt a bulge growing in his sheath as he rubbed it against her loins. "You can still touch it if you want," Mac said. "What, you want me to play with myself for you?" she asked. He cracked a guilty smile. She rolled her eyes and moved her hoof between her legs again. At first she just held it there to cover herself. Then she pressed it against her marehood a bit firmer, rubbing it a bit. She closed her eyes and tried to block out the other ponies next to her. But there was no way she was going to be able to get to that 'special place' that she needed to cum. Even so, there was still enough resident moisture to wet her hoof and make the rest of her marehood glisten. "Can I- can I smell your hoof?" he asked. Applejack winced a little at the request but lifted her hoof away from herself and brought it over to her brother's face. His nostrils flared and he moved closer to her hoof, making her accidentally bump him on the snout with it, smearing it with her wetness. Mac licked his nose and then her hoof. "Mac!" "Sorry! I-" Mac tried to apologize, but was cut off when Sugar Belle moaned as she felt his shaft extending out of his sheath against her pussy. "Applejack, whatever you're doing, it's working!" Sugar said. Applejack felt increasing strange, but was committed to following through. She touched herself some more, getting her hoof as wet as she could and gave it back to Mac. He savored her scent and flavor as he licked her hoof, even if it was indirectly. It worked to get him harder. "Look how big it is," Sugar said. "Isn't it big?" "Yeah," Applejack said. "Yeah?" Big Mac asked. Sugar elbowed Applejack in the side. She understood. "My brother's dick is so big!" Applejack said. Big Mac groaned in pleasure at hearing the words from her. Sugar Belle used her magic to guide his shaft into herself while it was still soft enough to be flexible. A bit of wiggling of her hips and a push of his and he was inside her. "Come on big brother, fuck me!" she said. Mac started thrusting. But it was less like a piston and still more of an accordion. Even as he took in the sights, sounds, smell and taste of his sister, he was still very much aware of the artificial nature of it. And the fact that he had half of his body turned made it hard to make the motions correctly. "Applejack, can you come over here?" he asked. She looked puzzled. She was already right beside Sugar Belle. "Could you lay on top of her?" "Mac," "No, Applejack, it's okay," Sugar said. "I'll be fine. If I can handle him laying on top of me, you'll be easy." Big Mac pulled out of Sugar Belle and backed away from the bed to give her room to move. Applejack slowly righted herself and shifted to roll over onto Sugar Belle. Sugar was still on her back, and Applejack laid on top of her, belly to belly. It was more like she was kneeling, and using her hooves to keep most of her weight off the other mare except for where their pelvises met. Behind her, her tail draped back down, covering her marehood, but also Sugar's. Big Mac moved up behind her and moved Applejack's tail aside to uncover Sugar's pussy. But also hers. Applejack's well-lubricated pussy glistened with plenty of her own wetness from playing with herself. His cock throbbed harder beneath him, ready to impale one of the mares in front of him. But which one? He needed only aim higher by an inch or so, and he would be fucking his sister. Really fucking her at last. She wouldn't even have time to react before he pinned her down. He wouldn't even need that long to finish either. He'd fuck her fast and hard and cum deep inside her, filling her with his foals at last. She would grow to appreciate him, move past her silly hangups and finally be his lover. He moved closer. The tip of his dick was less than an inch away from her entrance. All he needed to do was thrust forward and he'd finally be inside her at long last for real. "Mac?" Applejack whimpered and her heart thundered in her chest as she realized exactly the position she was in. Suddenly she felt her brother's weight on her back holding her down as he mounted her. Big Mac thrusted his hips forward into, sliding his dick inside, feeling the snug warmth around his cock as he hilted Sugar Belle's pussy. Applejack could feel her brother's girth through the bulge in Sugar's abdomen. His broad tip moving in and out of her. "Oh my gosh!" Applejack gasped. "I can feel how big you are!" she said, in all honesty. "It's so deep!" Applejack could feel her brother's hooves wrap tighter around her torso, as though he was actually mounting her. She could feel his hot breath on the back of her neck as he pressed his face into her mane. She could tell he wanted to smother himself with her scent. He shifted and brought his face a bit further forward beside hers. She turned away a little and he moved to the other side. She turned back the other way. Big Mac stood more upright and thrusted harder, grunting through his grit teeth. "What's wrong?" Sugar asked, sensing that something was bothering him. He wasn't getting any closer to cumming. "I- I want to see your face, AJ!" "I'm not an owl, Mac. I can only turn my head so far." "Mac, why don't you get on bottom for a while," Sugar Belle wheezed. "I'm starting to get squished under here." Big Mac pulled out of Sugar Belle and backed off of Applejack. She climbed off of Sugar and they moved aside to let Big Mac lay on the bed. Sugar Belle climbed on top of him and straddled his hips. She smiled as she slid down on his dick in a smooth, practiced motion. Applejack climbed onto the bed and knelt beside her. "There, now you can see me," Applejack said. Mac reached over and pulled on her hoof, ushering her to move over and straddle his abdomen in front of Sugar Belle. He could feel the heat from his sister's pussy pressed against his belly. Sugar Belle started moving behind her, sliding up and down on his dick. Applejack looked down at her brother, and he just looked back up from under her. "You should play with yourself some more for him," Sugar Belle whispered in her ear. It was obvious from his grin that he'd heard her. Applejack lifted herself up a bit on her knees. His eyes shifted lower to look at the strand of her sticky nectar hanging between her dripping pussy and the wet patch of fur on his belly. She reached down and started to touch herself again. She felt her whole pussy starting to vibrate, especially her clit. She could hear a faint hum in her ears. Behind her, Sugar Belle's horn was glowing. "What are you-" "Helping. Is that okay?" she asked. Applejack chewed her lip and nodded. Sugar Belle redoubled her efforts riding Big Mac. He was almost as big and hard as he had been the night they had tricked him. It wouldn't be much longer. With Sugar Belle's help, Applejack actually felt herself getting closer to having an orgasm. Her hoof was a blur and she rubbed her pussy. Droplets spattered from her hoof everywhere, especially on Mac's face. His mouth opened and his tongue lolled out, hoping to catch some. Applejack moaned and panted faster and Sugar could tell she was about to cum. A vibrating tendril of magic curled up inside Applejack's pussy, pressing against her g-spot just as she went over the brink. "Oh. My! GOSH!" Applejack cried out as she came, nearly falling backwards against Sugar Belle. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming!" Her pussy spurted marecum, drenching Big Mac's face in the splash-zone. Big Mac practically growled and his dick throbbed back to the full size and girth it had been last time. Sugar Belle's magic faltered and she let out a throaty groan as she felt the wind nearly get knocked out of her from his huge cock. She felt him flaring inside her, sending her over the edge of her own climax. Her pussy quivered around his dick she came down on it one more time and ground her pussy against him, cumming nearly as hard as Applejack, and her hot juices dripped down his scrotum. His balls tightened as he went past the point of no return. Even with the weight of two mares on top of him, he still gave one last defiant thrust upwards into Sugar Belle. She lost her balance and fell forward, knocking over Applejack on top of him and pressing her face against his. He mistook the gesture and wrapped his hooves around his sister, pulling her into a passionate kiss as he came. Applejack's muscles were still jelly, in the throes of her own orgasm. For a moment, she was barely even aware of who she was even kissing, and just kissed back on reflex, her tongue mirroring his. "Cumming!" Sugar Belle cried, feeling his dick throbbing and pulsing inside her, flooding her womb in a torrent of cum. "He's cumming so much!" Big Mac held his sister tightly as he kissed her, grunting and moaning into her mouth as he came hard. Applejack's eyes fluttered as she came back to reality. She looked down at her brother, who was looking back into her eyes as he was cumming and kissing her. She blinked again and righted her hooves under her to lift herself off of him and breaking the kiss. Big Mac looked up at the shocked expression on his sister's face, and the passed-out unicorn slumped against her back. He realized what'd happened. "I'm sorry," he said between grunts. "It's alright," Applejack said, still panting from her own orgasm. She shifted herself under Sugar Belle's weight. She lifted her off him and onto her back. Big Mac's still-hard dick slipped out of Sugar Belle and smacked against Applejack's nethers. Applejack froze in and her eyes went wide in panic as she lost her balance. Big Mac reached up and grabbed her hips. His dick pressed against the entrance to her vagina. He was perfectly lined up. All he had to do was let her go. He could say it was an accident. He could say he lost his grip, or that the two of them were too heavy. He could tell them anything and they'd probably believe him. He only needed to do nothing, and he would be inside her at last. Even if it was only just once. He lifted her up with his hooves and moved her away from him, lowering them both safely onto the bed beside him. Applejack helped Sugar Belle under the covers to let her sleep. She looked over at her brother sitting at the end of the bed. He rubbed the wet spot she has left on his belly and brought his hoof to his nose. When he noticed that she was looking at him, he stopped and looked away in shame. "Hey," Applejack said, as she sat beside him. "Hey." "That sure was... something," she said, unsure of how else to describe it. Mac didn't know whether to thank her or apologize. "Yeah," he agreed. "You know..." she nudged him with her shoulder. "You had a couple opportunities back there to... to get what you've always been wanting." He looked away and bow his head. "... I know," he admitted. His jaw tensed. "I wanted to, AJ. I wanted to hold you down and rut you. I wanted to knock you up with a foal." "But you didn't," she said. He clenched his hoof. "But I wanted to so badly. I'm a bad pony!" "But you didn't! Because you're a good pony!" she said, un-clenching his hoof and holding it with hers. She looked into his eyes. "I know I might regret even saying this, but..." Applejack took a deep breath. "I would have forgiven you." He looked over at her. "I would never have been able to," he said feeling his throat close up. "But if I did... If you got pregnant... would you have kept it?" he asked. Applejack looked away from him for a minute, staring out into the room at nothing wistfully as she thought about it. "Yeah," she said at last. "But I'd be haul'n your ass off to the gelding clinic right afterwards." She grinned and laughed. Big Mac chuckled. At that point he had to laugh or else he'd cry. She got up and climbed over him on the bed to hug him. She sat in his lap, straddling his hips as she did. "AJ, you're gonna-" he tried to warn her of her position. She looked down between them at her marehood up against his sheath. "Oh," Applejack said. "If you got hard right now, it'd probably go right into me. And I'm the one on top, in control right now. So if it did, it wouldn't even be your fault. I wouldn't even have to forgive you. But I still would." She hugged him tight and whispered into his ear. "But I know you won't. Because you're a good pony." "Did you... do you want me to?" he asked nervously. She gave a small, sympathetic smile, and shook her head. "No," she replied. "I don't fault you for how you feel about me, but I just don't feel the same way about you." He nodded in resignation. "Hey AJ?" "Yeah?" "I want to kiss you." "I know, Mac." "May I?" he begged with tearful eyes. "Please?" Applejack held his face with her hooves and smiled. "Yeah, okay. Kissing doesn't count." She leaned in and pressed her lips against his and kissed him. She really kissed him, by her own volition. He wrapped his hooves around her and kissed her back. "Even with tongue?" he asked. She smiled. "Yeah," she chuckled. "Even with tongue," she replied, resuming the kiss. She hugged him as their tongues met and they continued the kiss. She felt her entire being melting against him into the passionate kiss. After a moment, his breath hitched and he stopped. She didn't expect him to break the kiss first, but he did. She looked at him. He looked downward. That was when she felt it, a bulge emerging from his sheath increasing pressure against her marehood. If she remained there much longer, it would be inside her. She didn't let go of her hug. She braced herself to feel her brother's penis inside her vagina. Part of her wanted to. Part of her wanted to give him this wish. He was a good pony and he deserved it. Even if she wouldn't enjoy it, she could do this for him. Even just this one time. She would let her brother fuck her. Applejack felt his hooves push her away, off of his lap. She stood there on the floor and looked at him sitting there on the bed with his sprouting erection. "It's late," he said, looking back at the floor. "You should go to bed." Applejack felt a rush of regret wash over her, followed quickly by relief. Even when she wasn't thinking clearly, he still was. She lifted his chin with her hoof and looked him in the eyes. "You're a good pony, Big Macintosh." "I love you, AJ." "I love you, too." She leaned over and kissed him good night. He kissed her back. It was okay. Kissing didn't count. ~ Even with tongue. ~
