Over the course of the rest of that Summer, I fit into my new life very well. I got to spend a lot of time with my new sisters, as well as my mom, Scarlet, and Aunt Sandy. Some of the most fun that we had that Summer was spending time in the woods surrounding our cabin, as well as in the river that flowed past it. I'll never forget the day when Cherry let me help her chop wood for the woodpile behind our cabin. I wasn't quite strong enough yet to lift an actual ax, but I was able to use a hatchet, so while she chopped wood into pieces to go on the woodpile, I was hard at work trying to chop up sticks for kindling. Granted, I wasn't very good at it, but Cherry wasn't one to make fun of me.

"You'll get it soon, Arctic. I just know that you will. You just have to find the right strokes to use with the hatchet, as well as having a solid surface to chop on. Heck, one day you'll be the one using this ax to chop the regular wood!"

"You really think so, Sis?"

"Think so? I know so! One day, you'll be just as big and strong, if not bigger and stronger than me! And you'll have to be careful too."

"Why's that, Sis?"

She smirked a bit. "Cuz other fillies will want a piece of you!"

I gave her a concerned look. "Wait, what? They want to cut pieces off of me?!"

Cherry shook her head. "No, no, that's not what I meant. Let me rephrase that. Other fillies will want you to be their coltfriend, and you'll probably be swarmed by a lot of them!"

I still had a concerned look. "I don't know why you're so worried Cherry, I don't even like fillies. The ones at the orphanage were mean to me, and I really don't know any others around here too well yet, and probably won't until school starts in the Fall."

"Mark my words, Arctic, that WILL change one day. When you're about Starry's age, you'll start to see fillies, and maybe other girls like you differently." Cherry hesitated a moment. She didn't want to get too deep into it, as I wasn't quite old enough to understand puberty yet, and she didn't want to be stuck with any awkward questions.

I sighed. "I still don't know, Sis. The only fillies I like so far are you, Dawn, Stella, and Starry, cuz you guys are cool, and you're nice to me. Not like those other jerk-butts from the orphanage!"

"Hey! Watch your language, Mister!" Cherry playfully scolded. "You saw what happened to Dawn when she said bad words. Do YOU want Mom to put soap in your mouth?"

I shuddered. A few days prior, Dawn had gotten into a fight with Stella, and called her a "f@#in' Bitch". In response to that, Scarlet had her put a bar of soap in her mouth for a while until she apologized to Stella, and didn't use bad words.

"Nope, I don't want that to be me at all!"

"Good. Now let's get the wood and kindling back to the house, shall we?"

I nodded, and while Cherry carried some pieces of wood, I carried bundles of chopped sticks.

Later that night, all 5 of us were relaxing in the hot tub. There were loud crickets chirping, some fireflies could be seen, frogs could occasionally be heard from the river, and off in the distance, we could also hear the sounds of coyotes. It was really peaceful, and I was playing with a toy boat while my sisters chatted with each other, and me. Starry was wearing a one-piece swimsuit, while Stella, Dawn, and Cherry wore tankinis (this was because Dawn told them that they were still too young for bikinis).

As I was sitting there in the hot water, I noticed that as my sisters talked, they would sometimes chitter ever so much, almost like the squeaking of an actual bat. I asked about it, and was told that it was normal for Bat-Ponies.

"It's just a natural trait for us." Starry told me. "We chitter sometimes when we're really excited, or really happy, or when we're relaxed and content. We can't really help it."

"And will I be able to chitter one day too?"

Starry nodded. "Probably. Like your Sisters and I said before, just give it a few more years. Then all of your Bat-Pony features will begin to come in better."

"Better than my attempts at flying so far?" I asked, rubbing a bruise that I'd gotten from hitting the ground while trying to fly earlier that same day.

"You're not doing bad with flying so far, Arctic." Stella told me. "You hit the ground even less then I did when I learned how to fly."

"Yeah." Dawn added. "You're well on your way to learning, and I think that here in another few weeks or so, you'll be flying just like we can."

I sighed. "I hope so, Sis. It REALLY hurts when I hit the ground because my wings were unable to keep me up anymore!"

My Sisters giggled a bit, though it was more of a giggle of agreement. We continued to talk about this and that for a while longer, and I really enjoyed the time that I got to spend with my sisters.

By the end of the Summer, I was flying like pro. To celebrate this accomplishment, Scarlet took me, and my sisters to the Deepwood Diner for dinner. Once we'd taken seats at our table, Starry and I ordered our favorite, the Sky-High Scrambler, which we would split with each other. When the food arrived, and Starry and I's Scrambler was split up between us, our eyes lit up. Our Scrambler had 4 scrambled eggs, 4 sausage patties, 4 pieces of bacon, 4 slices of country ham, hashbrowns, 4 pancakes, 4 slices of toast, and orange juice. All of this was split evenly between us, and we chowed down while Scarlet, Dawn, Stella, and Cherry ate their own food. All of them were so proud of me for finally learning how to fly, and they all began to wonder what remaining Bat-Pony trait that I would have one day would manifest next.

Eventually though, Summer came to and end, and it was time for school. I would be attending Deepwood Elementary School for the first time, and I would be in Second Grade. I didn't know what to expect for school, though my sisters all told me that my teacher, Mrs. Night, was one of the best.

"I loved her when she was my teacher." Starry told me. "She's a lot of fun, and I know that you'll love her too."

Starry was right. I did love Mrs. Night. She was a really great teacher, and she always was able to find ways to make learning fun. I wasn't the only Human-Bat-Pony in the school, and there was another one in my class. His name was Comet Dare, and he had thick brown hair, brown cat-like eyes, yellow furry Bat-Pony ears, orange bat-like wings, and a thick brown tail. We pretty quickly became friends, and we were able to stick up for each other when anypony picked on us for not being "true" Bat-Ponies. More than a few times in the coming months I would invite Comet over to my house, or he would invite me over to his. He really liked nature too, and we'd spend time on the weekends combing the area close to the Deepwood River looking for frogs, crayfish, tadpoles, and other such river critters. And one Saturday afternoon, Comet was with me when I found a pet.

"Mom, look!" I said as Comet and I came into the cabin, dragging the critter that we found with me. "I found a kitty!"

Scarlet looked over at me, though once she saw what kind of critter I was holding, she screamed. I was right, it WAS a kitty, but unfortunately for me, NOT a normal one!

"AAAHHH!!!! ARCTIC!!!! PUT THAT CAT DOWN RIGHT NOW!!!!!"

The cat I was holding didn't really seem to want to be set down, but I still complied with what Scarlet told me, and once it was on the ground, the cat laid down. "What's wrong with the cat, Mom?" I asked, still unsure why she'd screamed at me.

"That's not a cat, it's a bobcat! It could have killed you!"

I looked at the Bobcat, which was now licking one of its paws, then at Comet, who shrugged, and then back at Scarlet. "Really?"

"YES!!! Where did you even find it?!"

"It was sleeping in the grass in the woods near the river. It let me pet it, and it started purring. I wanted to bring it home, and Comet helped me carry it back here. Can I keep it Mom?"

"NO!!!!" Put it back outside right now! There's NO WAY you're keeping that bobcat!"

2 hours later, Scarlet and I, as well as Comet, were walking out of the local vet's office in Deepwood. As interesting as it may seem, a Bobcat was NOT the most exotic animal that they'd ever seen, and indeed, over half of the animals seen at that office were formerly wild, ranging from Bobcats, to Mountain Lions, to foxes, snakes, falcons, hawks, and even a black bear! I was holding onto a leash attached to a collar on Maxi, who turned out to be a 2 year old female bobcat. (Why did I name her Maxi? It was the first thing that came to mind to 9 year old me). After going to the local pet store for supplies, we brought Maxi back home.

"Wow, Dude. You actually have a pet bobcat now! That's so awesome!"

I agreed. "Yeah, it really is, isn't it Comet? I didn't think that Mom would let me keep her, especially after how freaked out she was."

"Neither did I", Scarlet muttered as she walked inside the cabin. "But then I had a son, his friend, and 4 daughters all begging me to let Arctic keep the bobcat, so once I made CERTAIN that she didn't have rabies, worms, or anything else nasty, I was somehow convinced to let her stay."

Once we got inside, Starry, Dawn, Stella, and Cherry were all VERY eagerly waiting to see Maxi. They'd heard from Sandy that Comet and I had found a bobcat out in the woods, and after dragging it home, had somehow convinced Mom to let me keep it, once it had been taken to a vet to make sure that it wasn't sick with anything. Now they were waiting to see her, and when they did, they soon grew to love her just as much as I did. Maxi proved to be a VERY friendly bobcat, and she got along well with all of us. Like most cats, she loved boxes, dangling objects, chasing toys that we threw, cuddling on the couch, and she even liked catnip. Maxi's water and food bowls were kept in the kitchen, and in addition to a special kind of cat food for wild cats like her, she would also be given a small amount of raw meat at least once a day. Maxi also sometimes slept in my room, and hanging on the wall of my room was now the first picture that I took of Maxi when Comet and I found her, the picture that Comet took of me petting Maxi, and another photo that Comet took of me showing Maxi to Mom for the first time. Finding Maxi was probably one of the biggest highlights of my childhood, and would be an event that I would remember for years afterwards.

While everything was still great in my life, around the time I was 11, I began to notice odd things about my sisters. Sometimes, they seemed to be really clingy towards me; always wanting to cuddle with me, spend time with me, and just dote over me. This type of behavior only happened at certain times of the year, namely around the Springtime, in the Summer, and early Fall, and then they'd act normal again. I had no idea what to make of it, and neither did Comet.

"My big sister acts like that sometimes." He told me one day at lunch at school. "And it's just like you said, always wanting to cuddle, spend time with me, and dote over me, and at those times of the year too. Have you asked your sisters why they do that?"

I shrugged. "Yeah, but I can never get a straight answer. Have you ever asked your sister?"

He shook his head. "No. I wanted to, but she doesn't talk to me much, whenever it's not those certain times of the year anyway."

I thought for a second. "Hmm. I might have to ask my own sisters again, or maybe my Mom. Maybe she'll know."

"Yeah, maybe."

After school that day, I went home, and while I was doing my homework at the kitchen table, I noticed Cherry acting even weirder than usual. She was lying on one of the chairs out on the deck while wearing her swimsuit, and for some odd reason, she kept moaning, and rubbing herself. She would reach underneath the lower part of her bikini, rub herself down there, and keep moaning. Worried, I went out to see if she was ok.

"Cherry? Are you ok? What's wrong?"

Her eyes snapped open when she heard me talk, and she jumped out of that chair screaming. "GAAAHHH!!!!!! What the f@#k, Arctic?! What are you doing out here?!"

I recoiled. I'd never really heard Cherry use bad words like that. "Geez, sorry, Sis! I didn't mean to scare you! I just wanted to make sure that you were ok. You kept moaning, and rubbing yourself. And you said a bad word!"

Cherry had better collected herself by this point, and put a hand over her face. "Damn. It's later than I thought." She muttered. To me though, she said, "Yeah....I'm fine, Arctic. Just....a bit....eh....hot and bothered, I guess you could say."

I gave her a confused look. "Um, it's only about 60 degrees outside. How are you hot?"

Before Cherry could answer though, Scarlet poked her head out onto the deck, and asked what all the yelling was about. I then told her about what I saw (neglecting to mention Cherry's F-bomb. I wasn't that bad of a little brother!), and Scarlet turned a bit pale, before telling me to come inside for a moment, while she went to talk to Cherry. Just before she shut the back door, I heard Scarlet tell Cherry that if she ever felt the urge to do that again, to ALWAYS do it in her room with the door shut, whatever that meant. Once Scarlet came back inside though, I asked her what was wrong with Cherry.

"What's wrong with Cherry, Mom? She was acting really weird. And now that I think about it, Dawn, Stella, and Starry act weird too. I've heard them moaning before, all while rubbing themselves, and I thought that they were sick. Are they ok, Mom?"

Scarlet sighed. She knew that this day was coming, but she hoped that I would be ignorant for just a little bit longer. However, I was almost 12, and that was pretty close to being old enough to know "the truth". She told me to sit at the table, and after she'd grabbed some chocolate pudding from the fridge for both of us, she began to tell me about the Birds and the Bees.

"I'd hoped that this conversation would have been a little bit further down the road, but with my daughters being the age that they are, it was bound to happen sooner rather than later. But the truth is, Arctic, no, your sisters are not sick. On the contrary, they're actually quite healthy."

"Well then, why are they moaning, rubbing themselves, and acting all clingy at certain times of the year?"

"That's because they're experiencing their heat, Arctic."

I was confused. "Huh? Heat? Are they hot?"

Scarlet shook her head. "No, they're not hot. 'Heat' is just part of their estrus cycle." Noting my perpetual look of confusion, she explained further. "When fillies are about 12-13 or so, they experience what's called their first period."

"Like at school?"

"No, no. Not like that, Arctic. At this stage in their lives, fillies bleed a little bit out of their private parts. This starts their first period, and once a month for the next 50 or so years of their lives, they bleed a little bit. No, they're not hurt, the bleeding soon stops, and they don't feel it too much."

"Is that why Starry had blood in her underwear last year?"

Scarlet nodded. "Yes. Starry had her first period that day, and she was really freaked out. That's why she was screaming a lot, and I had to help her."

I thought back to that one day, and what happened finally made sense. "Oh. But what do periods have to do with heat?"

"Well, periods are what mark the end of a mare's estrus cycle. At the beginning of her cycle, she begins to feel warm and tingly inside. Her private parts begin to get rather wet, and deep inside her body, an egg, or several eggs begin to travel down from her ovaries to her uterus. For about a week that egg, or eggs are in her uterus, and the mare experiences what is called heat. It's when her egg, or eggs can be fertilized by a stallion....."

For the next good hour or so, Scarlet fully explained to me all about mare anatomy, how everything inside worked when it came to sexual reproduction, how foals were made, and even a little bit about female masturbation (which is what I caught Cherry doing), though she spun it as teenager hormones, and them not being able to control their actions while in the throws of their heat cycles. She even began to explain about how puberty would work for a male like me. I learned that in a few years, I would start to grow fur, my voice would crack and deepen, I'd start getting erections, I'd keep getting bigger and stronger, and I'd begin to look at fillies differently, just as they'd start to look at me differently. I then thought back to the day that I'd had that conversation with Cherry while I was cutting up sticks.

"I don't know why you're so worried Cherry, I don't even like fillies. The ones at the orphanage were mean to me, and I really don't know any others around here too well yet, and probably won't until school starts in the Fall."

"Mark my words, Arctic, that WILL change one day. When you're about Starry's age, you'll start to see fillies, and maybe other girls like you differently."

Now I started to see what she meant. After our conversation ended, Scarlet did call Cherry in to talk a little bit more about heat cycles in older fillies like her, and how they always seem to be ready to mate. I learned so much from Scarlet and Cherry that day, and we'd look back at this conversation years later, and still have a it of a good laugh at how I thought that heat in mares meant that they were hot......temperature-wise that is!

While I now knew a lot about heat cycles, and why my sisters acted the way that they did, that still didn't quite fully prepare me for when the rest of puberty hit them like a freight train. I noticed that their chests were getting bigger, as were their hips, and even their butts. They were getting taller, and while Dawn and Stella were getting a bit more muscular thanks to them being on their high school track team, Cherry was getting a little bit on the chubby side thanks to her love of baking, She wasn't fat, but she definitely had more "fluff" to her than my sisters did. Starry remained a bit on the wiry side, and her chest wasn't nearly as big as Cherry's (Cherry had the biggest breasts out of all 4 of them at a G-cup, compared to Dawn and Stella at a D-cup, and poor Starry was only at a B-cup) and she didn't quite have hips or a bigger but either, but she did have muscles like Dawn and Stella did. I heard that some of the other girls were making fun of her for being "flat" as they put it, so one afternoon after school, I made the short trek from the middle school to the high school where Starry was. I found her sitting on a bench, and sure enough, a few girls were there, seemingly making fun of her.

I walked over, and stood behind them. "So, you REALLY think that my sister is unattractive, and 'flat' as you put it, do you?"

They turned around, a bit startled to see me standing behind them, but one of them spoke up.

"Yeah, she's flat! Guys don't want flatties, they want mares with tits and asses!"

"And what makes you think that guys don't like Starry?"

"Uh, duh! Cuz nopony's ever asked her out on a date!"

I looked at my sister. "Is that true, Starry?"

"Yeah, but that's because a lot of guys here are assholes. They don't know how to treat a mare right!" She then got up, and walked over to me. "Unlike you anyway, Arctic." She then grabbed my hand, and began to walk with me back towards the middle school, where Scarlet would soon be by to pick us up.

"You guys are jerks." I said as Starry and I were walking away. "Get some hobbies that don't involve bullying. And I'd totally take Starry out on a date, so I just proved you wrong!"

As if on cue, I heard from behind us, "Oooh! Starry's brother has a crush on her!"

"Starry and What's-His-Name, sittin' in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!!"

Both of us were ignoring them by this point. I'd heard that stupid chant so many times in school that it didn't even phase me when it was directed at me. However, once we were rounding the building, Starry suddenly stopped, and stood so that I had my back to the wall of the building, and she stood in front of me.

"Thanks for sticking up for me, Bro."

I smiled and hugged her. "You're welcome, Sis. What's a brother for?"

Starry hugged me back, but then she did something that shocked me at the time. She reached up, grabbed the sides of my face gently, and before I could ask her what she was doing, she quickly leaned forwards, and mashed her lips into mine. I was startled at first, but I soon melted into the kiss.

Once we were done a few moments later, Starry looked at me. "Wow, for a guy who's never been with another filly before, you sure are a great kisser, Arctic!"

"You......you kissed me."

"Yep! I heard what those mean girls in your class told you about never getting a filly to kiss you, so I decided to help you out. However, it's probably for the best if you NEVER tell them that your first kiss was with me. Some folks might take that the wrong way, and we'd might REALLY get in trouble!"

I was still surprised that Starry had kissed me, her 14 year old brother, but I was ok with it. "Yeah, I can do that, Sis. I won't tell anyone. However, I still think that the memories will last a lifetime!"

Starry agreed, and we continued on our way to be picked up by Scarlet at the middle school.

And this would not be the last time I would get a kiss from a sister either. One night not too long after this, I got home from school, and as I was walking upstairs to my room, I heard what sounded like crying. It was coming from Cherry's room, and I went over to the door.

I knocked on it. "Cherry? Are you ok in there?"

"G-go away!" I heard her yell. "I...I don't want to talk to anyone right now!"

I tried the knob to her room, and it was unlocked, so I quickly opened the door, stepped inside, and shut it behind me. I saw Cherry lying on her bed, holding a pillow, and crying her eyes out. I went over to her, and sat on the bed next to her.

"Sis, please talk to me. What's wrong?"

Unexpectedly, Cherry sat up, and pulled me into a tight hug, all while crying over my shoulder. "Oh, Arctic!" She cried.

I hugged her back, and just held her close. "Shh, it's ok, Cherry. I'm here for you. You can cry on me all you want."

I heard her mumble a "Thank you" through her tears, and for a while longer, she just held me and cried, while I tried to comfort her. Eventually though, she did finally tell me what was wrong.

"You know Crossbow, right?"

"Your coltfriend from the local community college?"

"Yeah, him. He dumped me today, and this is AFTER I find out that he's been cheating on me!"

I was shocked. "What?!"

Cherry then went on to tell me how she'd caught him with some other mare, and the 2 of them then berated her for being "A chubby little whore!", and called her all kinds of other horrible names. She was then dumped by Crossbow, and a lot of other students began to laugh at her, call her fat, and a number of other names. I had to grip the bed I was quivering so hard; not with sadness, but with a burning anger. I was quivering with rage. How DARE THEY have the AUDACITY to do that to my Big Sis Cherry?!

"F@#k, Sis. If I weren't 14, I'd go over there and beat their asses! They deserve it for what they did to you! F@#kin' bastards and bitches!"

Cherry looked at me. She smirked a bit at me swearing, but she didn't say anything about it. "Yeah, I wish that you could beat them up too. But they're right. I'm so fat."

"Cherry, that's total bullshit. You're NOT fat!"

She then let go of me, and lifted up her shirt, showing me her belly. "Yes I am! I'm fat! See?!" She then jiggled her belly to emphasize her point.

I sighed. "Cherry, I've taken an anatomy class, and you are NOT fat! The teacher of that class? Fat. You? What's the word for it....eh.....curvy? I think that that's right. You don't have fat, you have curves! Plus, I'm about 120lbs, and you only weigh 187. Yes, that's a little bit high, but that's still so far from being overweight. Plus, you work out a lot, so you're burning off a lot of calories! And look on the bright side, you can cook, and bake, and do them well. I LOVE your cherry pies that you make! Cherry, if ANYONE tells you that you're fat, they're lying! You're ANYTHING but fat! You're just my curvy Big Sis who loves to cook and bake, and will one day make some lucky stallion VERY happy! I love you, Sis, and that's what matters. F@#k Crossbow, and f@#k his bitch; you're too good for them!"

Once I'd finished my little speech that I'd pretty much been throwing together as I went along to try and make Cherry feel better, she looked at me with wide eyes. She'd stopped crying by this point, and just stated at me in silence for a good while.

"You.....you really think that I'm curvy?" She asked, the slight hint of a giggle in her voice.

I nodded. "Yeah. At least, I think that that's the word I'm looking for."

"Oh, Arctic, whatever am I going to do with you? I knew that Mom made the right choice when she adopted you. Come here." She then pulled me close to her, and like Starry, kissed me on the mouth. Our kiss lasted longer than Starry's kiss, but it was just as enjoyable.

Once she broke the kiss, Cherry looked at me with a smirk. "Wow. You really are as good of a kisser as Starry said that you were! Thanks, Arctic, I feel SO MUCH better now thanks to you. Even though you were probably just making most of that up on the fly, it was just what I needed to hear to feel better. "F@#k Crossbow, I can do so much better than him! Though speaking of what you said, wanna help me bake a cherry pie for later?"

My face lit up. "Sure, Sis!"

We both then went down to the kitchen after Cherry finished wiping her eyes.

In the few years following my encounters with Cherry and Starry, neither of us told anyone about what we'd done (or at least, I assumed that they didn't tell anyone), but yet, I should have known that I was now standing on a VERY slippery slope. Every now and again, I would catch my sisters staring at me, and the looks on their faces suggested that of a predatory animal, eyeing their prey. They would ask me if I thought that they looked good on a particular day, and if I said yes, then they'd ask what parts of them looked good, and some of their questions would get pretty suggestive. They would even be licking their chops sometimes! I'd ask them about what they were doing, and they said that their lips were just dry. I replied by saying that licking dry lips was the worst thing that you could do, and instead recommended them using chapstick. They would do so, but I was still a bit suspicious all the same.

Then I started noticing that sometimes some of my boxers would go missing, though since they would turn up in the laundry room a day or so later, I didn't think too much of this at first, but yet, maybe I should have. I know that I DEFINITELY should have realized that something was up when I kept finding pairs of my sisters's panties just randomly on the floor in my room, and they were dirty too. I felt drawn to them, and at night, I would sniff them while I jacked off, pretty much always imagining having sex with my sisters. From the slightly chubby Cherry, to the somewhat muscular twins Dawn and Stella, to Starry, who just recently had gotten nailed by the puberty train at 19. She grew 5in, gained some weight, her butt got bigger, and her chest inflated from a B-cup, all the way up to an F-cup! She was now bigger than the Twins, but still smaller than Cherry.

"Mmm, yeah, you feel so good Starry." I muttered as I jacked off. "Your insides are so tight. You've been waiting a long time for this, haven't you?" I would always cum so hard whenever I pictured f@#king my sisters, even though I knew at the back of my mind that it was probably wrong.

"Probably?! What the heck do you mean, 'probably'?! Incest is TOTALLY illegal!" The Little Angel part of me warned.

"Yeah, but you're not ACTUALLY related to them." The Little Devil part of me added. "You were adopted, so you're just barely related to them at all. You could knock up every single member of your family, and not one of your foals would suffer from a single birth defect!"

"They're your SISTERS!!!" The Little Angel shot back. "Brothers are NEVER supposed to f@#k their sisters!"

"Hey, shit happens, Angel-Boi!" The Little Devil laughed. "The heart wants what it wants, and who are you to deny love?"

"Yeah, but what do my Sisters think? That's the real question here." I pointed out.

"I think that they need coltfriends of their own. They of all Ponies should know that incest is bad!"

"Are you kidding me, Arctic? Of COURSE they all want a piece of you! Haven't you seen the way that they look at you, and show off their bodies? They TOTALLY dig you, and wanna have your babies; you being siblings be damned!"

"No they don't!" The Little Angel put in. "They're just horny 20-somethings!"

"Starry is 20, the Twins are 21, and Cherry is 22." I corrected. "And I'm 16, so not quite old enough yet anyway."

"Good for you, Arctic. That's using your smarts head, and not your lower one!"

"Age is only a number, Buddy!"

And back and forth this argument went, until I finally had enough, and had to nip it in the bud, as I was going to be late for my job interview. Both sides finally went quiet for the time being, and I could just think for a change. I still didn't know what to do about the matter at hand, but I'd figure it out soon.

After walking out of the cabin, I walked over to our carport, which had expanded over the years. While it had once been a shelter containing and old Ford F-150 pickup truck, and a Jeep Cherokee, it was now 3 shelters containing an old Ford F-150 pickup truck, a Jeep Cherokee, a Subaru Forester, a Subaru Outback, an old Chevy pickup truck,and a Jeep Grand Cherokee, belonging to Scarlet, Sandy, Dawn, Stella, Starry, and Cherry respectively. I didn't have my own car yet, but Scarlet let me use her truck, the older red Ford F-150, until such a time as I would be able to get my own vehicle. After I got in the truck, I started the engine, backed out of the carport, and headed back towards Deepwood, and towards my job interview at the Deepwood Power Plant.

Long story short, I got a job there, as did my best friend Comet, though our work would be hard, and we'd be working long hours. What would we be doing? Well, we'd be working down in the basement of the power plant, shoveling coal into the huge furnaces down there, as well as tending to the boilers, and other machinery. The work would be hot, backbreaking, smoky, loud, and we'd be working long hours 4-5 days a week, but the pay would be good (20 Bits an hour), and we had free health and dental care. It wasn't all bad, but the work itself would be daunting.

From my first day on the job, and all throughout my first week, Comet and I were working next to one of the furnaces. Coal would be brought to us by a trimmer (another worker who's job it was to bring coal from the power plant's coal bunkers to the furnace area via small railcarts similar to mine carts), and dumped into a pile near us, and while one of us shoveled the coal into the furnace, the other would have a long stoking tool, and he'd stoke up the fires to be even hotter. The hotter the fire, the more water would be turned into steam, and the more steam running through the turbines in the turbine halls upstairs, the more electricity would be created by the generators. Basically, the harder we worked, the more power we'd produce.

"We're vital to this town!" Comet yelled over the roar of the furnace he and I were working at that day as he was stoking up the fires. "Without us, there'd be no power!"

I paused in my shoveling to remove my hard hat, and wipe a lot of sweat off my forehead. Even though we'd been issued coveralls to wear, it was WAY too hot for them, so I tied the sleeves around my waist, and used them like pants instead. I also wore a white tank-top, which quickly became very dirty and soaked with sweat, and even then, I was still sweltering.

"Yeah! We're essential workers, though sometimes, don't you wish that they'd build a system to send the coal to the furnaces like the power plants on the East and West Coasts instead of having us shovel it in?"

He thought for a second. "Yeah, sometimes. Though if they did, we'd probably be out of a job. We're down here shoveling and stoking, and it's hard, hot, backbreaking work, but we're getting paid well. And in another year or so, once we've shown that we're good workers, we might be able to move upstairs to the turbine hall, or even the generator room. Plus, all this hard work builds up a LOT of good muscles! My marefriend Donna sure seems like like my muscles from this job, so I must be doing something right!"

I laughed a bit. For few months now, Comet had been dating another Human-Bat-Pony named Donna Autumn. They seemed to be a pretty steady couple so far, and I was happy for them.

"And what about you Arctic?" Comet asked me suddenly. "You found a marefriend yet?"

I shook my head. "No, but that's the weird thing. I can't seem to find a marefriend, but yet I can't figure out why. All the mares and girls I ask keep saying no. Yes, they're nice about it, but they keep saying no. I try to push the issue, as just saying 'no' doesn't tell me too much, but they haven't said, or they give a weak answer that seems to be a lie."

He gave me a confused look. "Why would that be? That doesn't make any sense. You're a good guy Arctic. You're smart, strong, funny, know how to fish, hunt, tame bobcats, and so much more. There shouldn't be any reason why you shouldn't be able to get a marefriend."

I cracked a smile when Comet mentioned "bobcat taming". We still talked about the day I first brought Maxi home, and we still laughed about it.

"Yeah, that was a fun day. I'll never forget the day you helped me drag Maxi out of the woods, and back home."

"And how's she doing these days?"

"She's still the same old, same old. Still sleeps a lot, still loves playing in boxes, catnip, and still sleeps on my bed. Pretty good for a 9 year old bobcat."

"That's good to hear."

I nodded. "Yeah. In the meantime though, power ain't gonna generate itself, so let's get back to work! Though do you wanna shovel for a while so I can stoke?"

"Yeah, we can switch to give your back a break for a while."

"Ok."

We then switched, and kept working hard for the rest of our shift.

By the time I got home that night, I was completely and utterly exhausted. I took my shoes off by the front door, went upstairs, took a shower to wash out all of the dirt, sweat, grime, coal dust, smut, and more dirt, put on clean boxers, and collapsed onto bed face down. I felt something big jump up on the bed behind me, and I smiled a bit.

"Mmm, hey Maxi". I said wearily. "Time for bed too?"

She mewed slightly in response, and then curled up next to me, and fell asleep.

"Yeah, me too." I then tried to sleep, but I felt something else sit on the edge of the bed, before gently touching my shoulder.

"Hey, Arctic? Are you......are you awake?"

I opened an eye and looked back, and I saw Starry sitting on the bed behind me.

"Barely, why? What do you want, Sis?"

"I wanted to make sure you were ok. I can't imagine how hard the work must be in that basement, stoking furnaces all day, or night in some cases. Would you mind if I.....eh.....g-gave you a massage? To help you work out all of the pains in your body?"

I smiled a bit. "For you, my sweet sister, anything."

"Yay!" Starry then gently climbed onto my back, and began to rub my shoulders.

"Mmm, that feels really good, Sis." I muttered.

"Thanks. I'll bet that it feels really good to just let the stresses of the day melt away."

"Yeah, it is." However, as I was lying there, my brain somehow registered that Starry didn't seem to be wearing too much, as I could feel a lot of her fur against my bare skin.

"You're not naked......right, Starry?"

She shook her head. "No, I'm wearing my bikini. I just got out of the hot tub when I heard you come home, and I waited until you were done with the shower before coming in. Though you probably wouldn't complain too much if I was, right?"

"Probably not. You are the closest thing I have to a marefriend after all."

"Even more than Cherry? Or Dawn and Stella?"

"I don't pick favorites."

"But, you just said......."

"That's because we're the closest in age, you were the first Sister that I got to meet when I was adopted, and you were the first to kiss me. Now can we please leave it at this for now? I don't have the energy to discuss this right now. Plus, we're siblings. A kiss is about as far as we can go....." I muttered something.

"What was that last part of that?" Starry asked.

I sighed. "It's nothing." In my head though, I thought that sentence over again, including the part I muttered. "A kiss is about as far as we can go....unfortunately. If only we weren't siblings."

"Hmm. Ok then." I then all bit fell asleep, and Starry kept massaging my back. As she worked, she took the time to appreciate my body. "Wow, he's really nicely muscled. I knew that his job at the power plant would help with this, though I'm REALLY glad that he doesn't have a marefriend. I mean, he MIGHT have had one by now....if the Girls and I didn't scare all the other mares and girls off anyway! He's mine! Well...mine, and Cherry's, Dawn's, and Stella's. And from the looks of things, I don't think our love is one-sided either. But, technically, we're barely even related. Mom just adopted him; we're not blood-related, or even related by marriage. No risks of any genetic issues with our foals at all. I mean yeah, we'd have to wait another year or so until he's legal just to be on the safe-side, but then he's all ours!"

"Mmmmhmmm." I muttered in my sleep. "All yours. Just as you Girls are all mine."

Starry's face lit up like a Hearth's Warming tree when I said that. "Aww, I knew it! You really do like me and my Sisters like that!"

"Yeah..." Came the reply.

By this point, Starry was working on my lower back, being very gentle around the bases of my wings, and where my back muscles were the sorest. "I'll never get over Humans, even you Human-hybrids. You guys are so exotic! So like us, yet so unlike us. No fur, just hair in certain places, and feeling the touch of a Human? So amazing! A few of my friends date Humans, and they kept telling me about how great Humans can be compared to stallions. They said that Human dicks, while smaller, are a lot smoother, and the heads don't flare like a stallions's does either. They also have the stamina for multiple rounds, and they said that I should get one for myself. Heh, and after watching Arctic take a shower tonight, I see now how right I was to snag one all for myself....and my Sisters!"

I let out a few quiet moans, and after she was done massaging me, Starry gently moved Maxi off the bed, before gently pulling the bed covers out from under me, laying down behind me, pulling the covers over us, and then wrapping her arms around my middle, and gently holding me from behind.

"Mmm, sleep well, my handsome Stallion." She whispered as she kissed my neck. "You and I are really gonna go places...." Starry then fell asleep herself.

When I woke up the next morning, Starry was still behind me. I could tell because that mare snored like a wild bear whenever she was lying on her back. I didn't want to wake her up, as it was only about 7am, but I also couldn't sleep if she was snoring, so I gently rolled her onto her side facing the wall, and the snoring thankfully stopped.

"Again, Starry?" I thought to myself. "How did you fall asleep in here again? I'm REALLY starting to wonder if you're doing this on purpose. Well, you're here now, and as long as you don't snore, you can stay." I saw that Starry was still wearing her bikini from last night, and I was still wearing just my boxers, but it was Summer by this point, so it helped us stay cooler.

I then tried to go back to sleep, and I gently scooted up behind Starry. My crotch was against her butt, I wrapped my arms around her middle, and I felt her shift a bit to get more comfortable. I was pretty much spooning my big sister, and she didn't seem to care at all. I then fell asleep again, this time using Starry as a teddy bear.

Sometime later, Cherry stuck her head into my room. She wondered why Starry wasn't in her room, but then she saw her in my bed, and considering how close together we were, she could tell that I was spooning her. She blushed deeply when she saw us.

"Oh, you two little lovebirds! Better be careful, or you'll soon have a nest full of little bats of your own to take care of. Which WON'T be happening! Not until you've knocked ME up first, Arctic!"

Cherry then took a picture of us so that we'd be able to look back on this later, and then she returned to her own room again, and began to make plans of her own to get me into bed with her. Unknown to her though, Dawn and Stella were doing the same thing, and Starry hoped that it would only be a matter of time until I f@#ked her, which was why she kept "accidentally" falling asleep in my bed. I didn't know it yet, but as soon as I became legal when I graduated high school next year when I was 17, I was going to be jumped by my horny sisters. Boy, was THAT going to be one hell of a heat season to remember!

Author's Note

And, that was Chapter 2.

So now Arctic is all but grown up, and this chapter showed him growing up at a glance. From starting school for the first time, and meeting his best friend Comet, to him hanging out with Comet, bringing home his first pet, an actual bobcat, to learning about the birds and the bees, flying like a pro, getting his job with Comet at the power plant, and even the more intimate parts, like getting his first kiss from Starry, comforting Cherry after her nasty breakup, and of course, his sisters conspiring to one day get him to bed as soon as he's legal. So what's going to happen now? Will his sisters succeed in seducing their brother Arctic? Which one will get to f@#k him first? Will he be able to handle all 4 of his sisters at once? Will any of them get pregnant from this? And what about Scarlet and Sandy? Where do they fit into all of this, and how will they react to Arctic f@#king his sisters? Well, you all know the drill, stay tuned and I'll tell you!

In the meantime though, as always, comments, feedback, questions, as well as spreading the word about this story are always appreciated, and I'll see you all again in Chapter 3!

ScarFox out for now!

(And yes, Chapter 3 will contain RAMPANT sex and nudity, as well as fetishes involving incest and impregnation. It will also have to be split into 2 parts, but as for what goes into which part, you'll just have to wait and find out!)