Author's Note

Written as a request from a patron.
Contains: Big Mac, Cheerilee, CMC; maledom, love potion abuse, voyeurism, public sex, implied incest, implied harem, implied foalcon

Toxic Love

"Uh... Apple Bloom?" asked Sweetie Belle, her worry poorly masking her arousal. "We're still going to cure them of the effects, r-right?"

A little farther ahead from the bush the CMC were hiding in, and right in the middle of one of Ponyville's squares where everyone could see them, Big McIntosh, drunk on the love potion Apple Bloom had given him without his consent, was senselessly pounding a just as inebriated Cheerilee. By her moans and pleads for him to keep going, and by the puddle she had leaked and continued to onto the ground, it was rather evident that she was enjoying herself. Not surprising given the magical drugs in her system, but evident. Extremely evident, as some of the other Ponyville residents took notice of. Some with impossible to hide erections growing or thighs wetting at the sight, others looking more embarrassed than aroused but nevertheless not diverting their attention.

Apple Bloom didn't immediately answer. She was busy trying to match Cheerilee's output by toying with her own snatch. She was not succeeding, but she was still trying her hardest. Scootaloo was similarly busy, but she did appear to have enough mental presence to at least acknowledge Sweetie's question. "I don't think him fucking her like that was part of the plan either, I'm not sure we can back down now." By her tone, however, it was abundantly clear she didn't mind the way things had turned out.

Sweetie Belle, scrunching her blushing face and feeling her nethers begin to drip as well at the shameless display in front of them, tried to get Apple Bloom's attention once more. "Apple Bloom?" she loudly called, not caring about them being spotted. "What are we gonna do?"

Finally noticing her and giving her a dazed look, Apple Bloom thought about it for a moment as she focused back on her brother pounding into their teacher. "I should make more of that potion," she said after a bit of consideration. "I know Big Mac, he doesn't get tired easily. I don't think Cheerilee is going to be enough for him, he'll need to fuck at least another couple of girls and have them looking after him."

"A-Are you sure that's a good idea?" Sweetie Belle asked, finally giving in to herself and beginning to masturbate too. "What if someone doesn't want to? I mean, I'm not sure Cheerilee wanted this either, but at least she was looking for a stallion before and she seemed to be into him."

"Well I do want him," Apple Bloom said. "He can fuck this pussy any moment. I'll have to take the potion too so I feel as good as Miss Cheerilee does. And then he can fuck Applejack."

"Applejack?" Sweetie Belle asked, confused but nevertheless aroused by the possibility. "Are you sure she'll be okay with it?"

"Well, she's always okay with helping Mac with something hard." Apple Bloom bit her lip as she moaned. "And the potion will take care of the rest. We'll see if there's someone else he wants to take in after that, too."

Sweetie Belle just nodded at that, a little dazed, and chose to focus instead on the display in front of them.