Sugar Belle strode nervously down the dirt road, her meagre bag of belongings bouncing on her back. Though the train ride had been quiet, and downright boring, the girl found herself growing more and more nervous by the second. Even the sight of apple trees which would have normally put her at ease only made Sugar Belle’s blood pressure rise even further.
Glancing further down the road, she saw a gate, which must have been the entrance to the farm she had spent the last fifteen minutes walking to. The girl paused suddenly and pulled out a hand mirror, quickly doing one final visual inspection before she met her beloved once again. Her wavy purple hair was bound neatly over her right shoulder while her tail was still combed neatly despite the long walk.
Her pink skin was blemish free, and the horn poking out from between her hair was still filed nicely. Nothing stuck out of her pearly white teeth or stained her clothes she wore which were a light pink top and a purple skirt that went down to her knees. The outfit was rather simple, but it was comfortable and Big Macintosh liked simple, so it felt like the perfect fit.
Even if the dress was proving annoying whenever a breaze suddenly picked up and revealed her polka dot panties. The girl fluttered her eyelashes at her reflection, noting that what little makeup she wore was still perfect. Last thing she checked after putting away the small mirror was her bra, which had gotten a bit crooked during the walk.
Remedying that little problem was easy enough, as the girl merely needed to adjust one strap and she was done. Smiling to herself, Sugar Belle felt confident about this meeting, even if a small part of her couldn't help but keep worrying. After all, this was the first time she was going to see the rest of Big Macintosh’s family and first impressions were very important.
The girl took one final deep inhale of air before breathing out slowly and deliberately.
“You can do this Sugar,” she whispered to herself before putting one hoof in front of the other.
A few steps later and the green gate leading to the Apple family farm came into view, as well as an eager looking earth pony. Who was leaning heavily on the short wooden barrier, his gaze instantly latching onto Sugar Belle. He was tall, easily standing a full head over the woman, with a physique to match his hard working lifestyle.
Beyond the rippling arms that protruded from his white t-shirt, and blue overalls, he also had a pair of well muscled legs barely contained by their denim prison. His tail was short and blonde, as was the hair on his head as well as the three freckles that were present under each of his eyes. Though tall, strong, and with a smile that sent Sugar Belle’s heart a flutter, those features werent what grabbed most people’s attention.
Rather it was the enormous bulge present between the male’s legs which was so large that it looked like he were trying to hide a beanbag chair in his pants. Though his overalls had been specifically modified to contain his titanic package, Sugar Belle could still see the outline of his unmentionables. She quickly averted her gaze though, raising a hand and shouting his name as she trotted up to the gate.
“Big Macintosh!” She cried, running over to him.
The towering male smiled softly, and pulled open the gate, welcoming the woman onto the farm, and into his waiting arms. “Sugar Belle, you’re finally here,” he muttered, squeezing her tightly.
Sugar Belle pouted. “You say that like I’m late when I’m actually a whole hour early!”
Big Macintosh chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck. “Sorry bout that. Just excited is all.”
“Don't tell me you’ve been waiting out here all afternoon,” Sugar Belle replied, shooting the male a disappointed look.
The man looked down, a blush crossing his face. “I mean, not the whole time. I had to do a few chores and whatnot. They all just so happened to be around the gate is all.”
Sugar Belle chuckled, got up on the tips of her hooves and planted a kiss on the man’s lips. “Well I think that was adorable.”
Big Macintosh chuckled, blushing deeper. “Aww shucks Sugar Belle. It was nothing.”
“It was not nothing,” Sugar Belle retorted, booping the man on the nose. “Now are you going to show me to your home or am I going to have to find it for myself?”
“Err right this way,” Big Macintosh remarked, gesturing further down the path.
Sugar Belle smiled as she looked around, noting the neat rows of perfectly manicured apple trees that lined either side of the road. Each one seemed to be maintained to perfection, and she couldn't see a single rotten fruit blemish the ground. Before her the path stretched for quite a while, though in the distance she could make out the outline of what looked like a house.
Closing the gate behind them, Big Macintosh walked up to the other pony and extended a hand. “Follow me madam.”
“Such good manners,” Sugar Belle remarked, taking the other pony’s hand and clasping it tight in her own. “Don't tell me your trying to make up for not inviting me out sooner.”
Big Macintosh sighed. “I’m sorry about that Sugar Belle. My family can be a bit much and well… I don't wanna lose ya.”
“Oh your not going to lose me over some unique family members,” Sugar Belle replied, only to raise an eyebrow. “They don't like… believe equis is flat or something do they?”
The man chuckled, his laughter deep and coming straight from his belly. “Stars above no. They merely have certain quirks that tend to make some ponies jealous and others a little put off is all.”
Sugar Belle raised an eyebrow. “Well now you have me curious.”
“Look. It ain't gonna make sense unless you just meet ‘em,” Big Macintosh explained. “Just trust me on this and well… give em a chance would ya? They mean a lot to me.”
Sugar Belle smiled, and stopped in place, forcing the taller pony to face her. “I love you Big Macintosh, and there ain't nothing that's about to change that anytime soon ya hear me?”
“I do Sugar Belle,” he sighed, a soft smile crossing his face. “And thanks. I really should have invited you out here sooner huh?”
The female snorted, and turned back towards the path, taking the male’s hand once more. “Yes you should have. I mean we’ve been dating for four months and you’ve already met my parents.”
“Nice folk,” Big Macintosh replied quickly.
Sugar Belle sighed. “There is a reason we aren't exactly close. Still, it was nice of you to humour them.”
Big Macintosh nodded slowly. “Well I hope one day you’ll come to think of my family like they were your own.”
Sugar Belle smirked, and lightly smacked the tall man across the shoulder. “Don't tell me your going to pop the question already.”
Instantly the tall earth pony’s face became even redder still. “Well I uh- you said that- and we talked-”
“I was kidding you big goof,” Sugar Belle replied, kissing the back of his hand. “I’m in no rush, and besides. We have the rest of our lives ahead of us.”
Big Macintosh breathed slowly, his face gradually returning to a lighter shade of red. “Right. Well, were here.”
Sugar Belle smiled as she looked up at the tall three story country house standing before her. “I can see that. It looks old. Don't get me wrong, it looks nice and it's obviously been well kept.”
“It does have that feel about it though doesn't it?” Big Macintosh finished.
Sugar Belle nodded. “That it does.”
Big Macintosh trotted ahead of her and opened the screen door. “After you.”
“Such a gentleman,” Sugar Belle remarked with a smile.
That smile only grew larger once they stepped inside, and Sugar Belle was able to look around. Though the space they were currently in was little more than a hallway, with stairs leading up to her left, Sugar Belle could see that the first door to her right led to a dining room. After wiping her hooves, Sugar Belle peeked inside, the girl finding that the large eating area also had the same rustic charm.
It also had large windows that overlooked the porch, as well as a door that lead into what she assumed was the kitchen. Glancing back down the hall, Sugar Belle could see three other doors lining the hallway, one of which went to the kitchen as well. The second was partially open and revealed a bathroom, while the last seemed to lead to a second entryway that no doubt opened up onto the back half of the property.
“Would you like the two bit tour?” Big Macintosh asked, gesturing inside.
Sugar Belle nodded. “Yes please. I haven't been in a house this old in a long time.”
Big Macintosh chuckled. “It has been in our family for quite a while.”
“So I can see,” murmured Sugar belle as she glanced up the stairs, wherein dozens of pictures lined the wall.
“As you probably figured out, this is the dining room,” Big Macintosh remarked, gesturing to the first entryway which housed a long oak table flanked by nearly a dozen chairs.
“I like the paintings,” exclaimed Sugar Belle who was busy studying the many landscapes which covered the walls.
“A great aunt got into painting after breaking her hip. She couldn't work the farm anymore, but she found out that she had quite a knack for painting at least,” Big Macintosh explained, trotting a little further down the hall. “And this is the kitchen, as well as my sister, Applejack.”
Sugar Belle trotted a little faster, eager to meet the eldest of her lover’s siblings. “Oh I can hardly wait,” she muttered to herself, her excitement building until the moment she laid eyes on the other pony and all excitement vanished.
“Oh hey Big Macintosh, and you must be Sugar Belle,” declared a tall yellow skinned and blonde maned earth pony who was currently elbow deep in the sink. “Sorry I didn't greet ya when ya came in. Granny wanted all the fine china scrubbed for our guest, even if she wasn't going to be around due to that doctor's appointment she had all the way up in Canterlot.”
Sugar Belle couldn't help but stare at the other woman as she wiped her hands on a dish cloth and tossed it over her shoulder. The unicorn hardly even noticed this movement however, as her gaze had never left the other woman’s bust. Which was roughly as big as the farm pony’s entire torso and were twice the size of her head, even if you added the hat Applejack wore.
They were massive and heaved with every small movement, the woman’s tits straining against the plaid shirt. That only just barely covered the woman’s nipples, while holding up a pair of boobs the size prize winning watermelons. The seemingly endless cleavage wasn't the only part of the woman that drew the jealous gaze of Sugar Belle however.
Applejack was also one of the most well muscled ponies Sugar Belle had ever laid eyes on. From bulging quads, toned biceps, and enormous calves, Applejack had it all, while Sugar Belle herself had all the muscle of a church mouse. It was difficult for Sugar Belle to tear her gaze from the other woman’s six straight miles of cleavage, even after the silence began to stretch into the realm of awkwardness.
“Don't worry about it. Sugar Belle and I were just in the middle of a little tour right now,” Big Macintosh exclaimed, his voice rising slightly.
Sugar Belle shook her head. “Right we were just about to see the breastment I mean basement. That is, if you have one.”
Applejack raised an eyebrow, and glanced at her brother. “Err yeah we sure do. It ain't the nicest though, got a bit of water damage last summer and haven't had the chance to really replace the floors.”
“That's neat, come on Big Macintosh, lets go,” Sugar Belle exclaimed, tugging at her beloved’s arm.
Big Macintosh shrugged, shared a look with his sister, and stepped out into the hall. “Err well as you can see its under the other stairs, and over here we have-”
Time blurred by, with Sugar Belle only half paying attention to what Big Macintosh was saying. All she could think about was just how massive Applejack was and how tiny she herself was in comparison. Sugar Belle may be slightly above average when compared to most other women, but when standing next to Applejack, Sugar Belle’s tits looked like two withered grapes.
And Applejack had the biggest, roundest pair of apples Sugar Belle had ever seen in her entire life, the enormous orbs not sagging in the slightest.
That feeling of jealousy seemed to take root in the woman at that moment, having been spurred on by a lingering feeling that she wasn't good enough for Big Macintosh. Sure now that she was free of Starlight Glimmer’s magic, Sugar Belle had a thriving bakery business, but this was different. Applejack was the absolute epitome of womanhood and fertility, while Sugar Belle was anything but.
Slowly, Sugar Belle managed to shake off those thoughts, coming to her senses just as they were coming up the stairs to the second story.
“-and to your left you can see most of the east side of the farm,” Big Macintosh remarked, a frown coming to his face. “Are you alright Sugar Belle? You’ve been distant.”
Sugar Belle nodded hastily. “I’m fine Big Mac, seriously. I’m just not sure this country air is agreeing with me is all.”
Big Macintosh raised an eyebrow. “Well if you need to sit down let me know.”
“Its fine,” Sugar Belle declared, perking up slightly. “Now then, where's this younger, smaller sister of yours?”
Big Macintosh shrugged off his girlfriend’s strange emphasis on the word smaller and merely trotted forward. “Up here you got another bathroom as well as all the bedrooms,” Big Macintosh began, waving his arm towards the hall wherein nearly a half dozen doors lined each side. “Mine, Applejack’s and Granny’s are on the right while Apple Bloom’s the spare, and the bathroom are on the other side.”
“And at the end there?” Sugar Belle asked, gesturing to the door which lay opposite of them.
“That goes up to the attic, but there's nothing up there but junk,” Big Macintosh explained, stepping towards a colorful door painted with pictures of flowers. “Would ya like to meet Apple Bloom? I’m sure she's done studying for her university course by now.”
“Yes, please. I must admit I’m rather impressed she's chosen to go to post secondary so soon after turning eighteen,” Sugar Belle replied, silently hoping that at least this member of the apple family wouldn't make her feel quite so inadequate.
Big Macintosh nodded, turned, and knocked on the door. “Hey Apple Bloom! It's Mac and Sugar Belle!” He shouted.
When no response came, Sugar Belle grew curious. “Is she not here?”
“Well she better not have snuck out. She was supposed to be catching up on her math homework,” Big Macintosh muttered before opening the door.
Peering inside, Sugar Belle found herself standing before the fairly standard room of a young girl. Band posters dotted the walls, as did a few shelves filled with books, a few trophies and even a ribbon or two. There was also a chest of drawers, a vanity, and a bed, which seemed exceptionally large for a girl who was only just barely eighteen.
“Ahh there she is. Plugged in like usual,” murmured Big Macintosh.
Following his gaze, Sugar Belle noticed a small desk tucked into one corner, seated at which was Apple Bloom, though she was sitting strangely far back for some reason. Black cords went into each of her ears, leading down to a small white box resting on the desk before her. The sound of upbeat pop music could just barely be heard, and the girl’s red locks of hair bounced in tune with music.
“Well at least yer doing yer homework,” exclaimed Big Macintosh, who stomped a hoof, startling the younger apple out of her reverie.
Turning her head, she pulled out one of the earbuds and smiled. “Oh Big Mac, sorry about that. I guess I got a little too focused.”
“That seems to be a bit of a running theme so far,” remarked Sugar Belle quietly.
Apple Bloom’s eyes lit up and the girl quickly pushed out her chair. “Sugar Belle! I’m so glad to finally meet you!”
Again, Sugar Belle’s heart dropped, falling straight through her diaphragm and settling into the pit of her stomach. Not only was she shorter than the youngest Apple, but she was also outclassed once more in the bust department. Though even outclassed felt like a weak comparison given that young Apple Bloom had tits that probably weighed more then Sugar Belle’s entire body.
Extending a good four feet from Apple Bloom’s chest, the young girl’s tits dwarfed even Applejack’s and by a wide margin as well. With boobs that could put most adult dragoness’’ to shame, Apple Bloom was still somehow young enough to have only just become an adult. Despite that, the blonde skinned, and red haired girl seemed unbothered by her massive mammaries.
Indeed, she didn't even seem to notice that the massive, beanbag sized tits were there, and eagerly hugged Sugar Belle, squeezing the smaller girl between her boobs. This inadvertently caused her top to roll up, revealing that she didn't even need a bra to hold up the enormous, pendulous orbs. Though currently squeezed between the two massive things, Sugar Belle could feel bare skin press against her sides, making her mind reel.
“I can't believe Big Macintosh finally worked up the nerve to invite you out here. I just know you’re going to love the farm,” Apple Bloom declared excitedly.
Sugar Belle briefly wondered if she had tripped and fallen on the walk here, and this was all some sort of bizarre fever dream she was having. Perhaps she was even in a coma, and this was a poor attempt by her mind in order to figure out why Big Macintosh had been so reluctant to bring her to the farm. She quickly dismissed that thought when Apple Bloom’s comparatively short arms wrapped around her, squeezing her briefly.
“Let the poor girl have some air, your gonna smother her,” Big Macintosh warned.
Apple Bloom blinked, and quickly stepped back, blushing fiercely and tugging her shirt down, covering her nipples once more. “Oh, sorry about that Sugar Belle. Are you okay?”
Now free from her titty prison, Sugar Belle nodded meekly. “Y-yeah.”
“Well you don't look so good. Do you need some water?” Apple Bloom offered.
Sugar Belle frowned. “I think I just need to freshen up. If you’ll excuse me.”
The unicorn didn't wait for the other ponies to respond and merely slipped out the door, and into the hall, leaving her boyfriend behind. If she would have stayed a moment longer she would have caught the awkward look Apple Bloom gave her sibling.
“I didn't come on too strong did I?” Apple Bloom asked quietly.
Big Macintosh sighed. “I think I know what's going on. Don't worry, I’ll have a talk to her tonight if it persists.”
Apple Bloom frowned. “She wasn't jealous was she?”
The man simply patted his sister on the head. “Finish up your homework so you can help Applejack with dinner. You know how she is when it comes to anything more complicated than toast.”
“I swear, I don't know who is worse. Sweetie Belle or Applejack. You’d think some of Granny’s cooking skills would have rubbed off on her,” Apple Bloom exclaimed.
Big Macintosh chuckled. “Maybe one day Apple Bloom. Maybe one day.”
The rest of the evening flew by with Sugar Belle in a sort of haze of jealous disbelief. Though she quickly learned how to bury those feelings they remained just under the surface, coloring every interaction with Big Macintosh’s sisters. From small, brief bits of conversation to even seeing one another in the hall, Sugar Belle couldn't help but be short with them.
Worse yet, she knew it was happening, and couldn't do anything about it no matter how much she tried. After all, she knew those feelings werent healthy, nor were they fair, as the two girls had been nothing but kind. In the end Sugar Belle felt guilty, exhausted, and utterly spent by the time dinner had wound down.
Excusing herself, Sugar Belle had gone out onto the back porch and stared out at the setting sun. The sight would have usually put the woman’s fears and worries to rest no matter how bad they had gotten. Today the beautiful mix of oranges and yellows just made her thoughts go back to Apple Bloom and Applejack. Stifling any bit of enjoyment she would have gotten from the beautiful Twilight.
“Hey,” murmured Big Macintosh, who trotted up next to Sugar Belle, resting his arms on the railing.
Sugar Belle placed her chin in her hands and sighed. “I’m sorry about how I’ve been acting recently. I don't know what's come over me but everytime I see your sisters I just feel… inadequate.”
The man remained silent for a long time, merely gazing out over the horizon along with Sugar Belle. “I’m sorry too. This seems to happen everytime I bring someone over. I’m glad you’ve made it this long though.”
“Of course I would stick around,” Sugar Belle declared, turning to the man, and taking his hand. “I love you Big Macintosh.”
The towering red farmer blushed. “I love you too Sugar Belle.”
She smiled. “And though these feelings are annoying I hope that I can work through them.”
Big Macintosh stiffened suddenly, a pensive look crossing his face. “You know, there is another option.”
“What do you mean?”
“My family, our uh… proportions ain't exactly natural if you haven't already guessed,” Big Macintosh remarked, scratching the back of his neck.
“Oh? I just assumed it was an apple family thing,” Sugar Belle exclaimed.
“The tale is long, and old but suffice it to say way back in our history the apples had nearly died out,” Big Macintosh began, turning back to the sunset, his gaze growing distant. “There werent many of us left, and infertility was becomin a problem.”
“Really? Your family?” Sugar Belle asked, eyebrows raised. “The same one thats all over Equestria.”
Big Macintosh chuckled. “I know it sounds silly now, but back in those days things were different. With our numbers dwindling, someone went searching for an answer to our problems. After much lookin, they came up empty handed.”
“Something must have changed,” Sugar Belle reasoned.
Big Macintosh nodded slowly. “When my family returned home they found that a potion was sitting on the porch waiting for them. In it was a swirling pink liquid and under it was a note written in a flowing golden script.”
“What did it say?” Sugar Belle asked.
“It told of how to make more of the potion, that it would bring out our inner beauty, and it also wished our family the best of luck,” Big Macintosh turned back to her and held up a hand. “And before you ask, we have no idea where it came from. Though most believe that it was sent by Celestia.”
“That does sound a lot like Celestia,” Sugar Belle remarked, a small smile crossing her face.
Big Macintosh chuckled. “She sure does seem to enjoy helping almost as much as she enjoys playing a prank.”
The man shrugged. “In the end it doesn't matter. It helped, and here we are today.”
“Why are you telling me all of this?” Sugar Belle asked.
“I love you, and I don't want to lose you. So i was thinking that maybe, if you’d like. You could drink some of the potion as well,” Big Macintosh stated nervously.
“And it would make me like them?” Sugar Belle asked.
Big Macintosh nodded slowly. “It ain't a sure thing, but there's a good chance it will.”
Sugar Belle paused, and looked out over the farm, her gaze lingering on the many apple trees that stretched on into the distance. On the surface it sounded like an amazing proposition, but after thinking about it for a few seconds Sugar Belle knew it wasn't without its strings. Though not a marriage proposal per say, it was close to one, and if they broke up after going through with it Sugar Belle had a feeling things would get messy.
But then again, Sugar Belle had no desire to break up with the towering red man, even given the recent troubles. Plus if it worked even a little bit, Sugar Belle knew she wouldn't feel quite so jealous whenever she was in a room with Big Macintosh’s sisters. The implication of becoming part of the family was also quite appealing to the woman, who couldn't help but envy the relationship the apples had.
“I accept,” Sugar Belle declared confidently. “And no matter what happens I swear that your secret is safe with me.”
Big Macintosh’s shoulders slumped, and he let out a deep sigh. “Oh thank the stars.”
Sugar Belle stood on the tips of her hooves and planted a light kiss on the red giant’s lips. “Thank you, for trusting me but are you sure the rest of your family is okay with this?”
“They are,” Big Macintosh affirmed, smiling softly. “They could tell it was hard on ya, but that you were trying. I’m also fairly certain Granny would be okay with it. She’s been dying to get a baker into the family for years.”
Sugar Belle smirked and took the other pony’s hands in her own. “So this was all a ploy for my business. For shame Big Macintosh.”
The red giant grew redder still, a small smile crossing his face. “Eeyup. That's it. You found me out.”
Sugar Belle giggled. “I knew it. All those months of dating you were casing the joint right?”
“Totally,” stated Big Macintosh, the man barely able to contain a chuckle. “Like some kind of a bank robber.”
Sugar Belle lightly smacked the man on the chest. “You dastardly man you.”
“Thats me,” He leaned in and planted a light kiss on the woman’s tender lips. “Now are you going to come quietly or am I going to have to kidnap you?”
Sugar Bell placed a dramatic hand against her forehead, gasping. “You will have to abduct me and I say that not just because I want to be in those sexy arms of yours.”
“Then so be it,” Big Macintosh declared, scooping up the small woman in his muscled arms.
“Oh my,” Sugar Belle exclaimed as she was easily lifted from the ground and cradled by the farm pony. “Do I weigh anything to you?”
“Your whole body is like a bundle of grapes,” Big Macintosh replied, flashing the woman a smirk.
“This kidnapping is just getting better and better,” Sugar Belle exclaimed between fits of giggling.
Big Macintosh chuckled as he hopped off the porch and began to make his way towards the barn. “Soon you will be so in love with me that you will forget all about it in the first place. Mwahaha.”
“Your evil laugh is terrible,” Sugar Belle remarked, poking the man in the chest.
Big Macintosh smiled. “Sorry dear. Next time I abduct you I’ll make sure to practice first.”
Sugar Belle chuckled as she was carried through the entrance to the barn. “So how does this work anyway?”
“We got a few extra vials tucked away just in case. All you have to do is drink it and then wait a few seconds,” Big Macintosh explained, deftly placing the woman back onto her own two hooves.
“It's not painful or anything, is it?” Sugar Belle asked.
Big Macintosh paused just after he had entered a seemingly random stall in the barn. “Not really. It's just strange. Like going through puberty all at once.”
Sugar Belle couldn't help but laugh. “So does that mean I’m going to have another angsty phase?”
Leaning down, Big Macintosh chuckled while wiping away some of the straw which covered the empty stall floor. “Not unless you really want to. Though I don't think you could match Applejack’s goth phase.”
Sugar Belle blinked. “Your sister had a goth phase?”
Big Macintosh knocked twice on a seemingly random board, prompting a handle to pop out of the wooden floor. “Eeyup. She wore the dark make up and everything. I even got a few pictures squirreled away which she never found out about.”
“Oh now that I gotta see,” Sugar Belle declared.
“Be right back,” exclaimed Big Macintosh, pulling open a hatch in the ground and dropping into the space below.
Sugar Belle’s wide smile remained plastered to her face the entire time Big Macintosh was gone, her mind awhirl with images of a black clad Applejack. She hardly even noticed time passing until Big Macintosh’s hands appeared at the edge of the hole. A second later and the man heaved himself up through the narrow opening before closing it behind him and obscuring it with a heaping pile of straw.
When he stood up next Big Macintosh held a small golden apple with a cork where the stem should be. “There we go,” he stated, stepping towards her. “I hope you haven't had any second thoughts.”
“Not one,” Sugar Belle confidently declared.
Big Macintosh nodded slowly, extending his hand. “Then I offer you this apple. Drink only as much as you feel like.”
“What do you mean, only as much as you feel like?” Sugar Belle asked, gently taking the apple from his hands.
“You will know what I mean,” Big Macintosh replied simply, taking a step back.
Frowning, Sugar Belle looked down at the golden apple for several seconds, wondering if she could really go through with something so permanent. A shake of her head dismissed those thoughts, and the girl hastily pulled out the cork before placing the glass against her lips. After one final breath, the girl tipped it back and immediately had her mouth filled with a sweet, sticky liquid.
Though it did indeed taste vaguely like apples, as one may assume form the container, it also had the consistency of watered down sap. Each glob clung to her mouth, tongue and throat, as if resisting Sugar Belle’s desire to consume its contents. Swallowing it was also difficult, though after several gulps the first mouthful of potion was making its way towards her stomach.
A second and third mouthful followed the first, and only when the potion was nearly empty did she get the feeling that she was as full as she was going to get. The sensation itself was akin to eating a large meal followed by an equally large dessert immediately after that. After that, Sugar Belle lowered her head, and handed the apple back to a rather surprised looking Big Macintosh.
“That was quite a bit,” he remarked, eyebrow raised. “How are you feeling?”
Sugar Belle shuddered. “Good. Like, really, really good.”
“That is excellent,” Big Macintosh exclaimed, only to slap himself in the forehead. “I should have asked you to disrobe first.”
“Oh, right, let me just-” Sugar Belle began, grabbing the hem of her shirt only for a sudden rumble to stop her dead in her tracks. “Uh oh.”
The first rumble originated from her stomach, but the second came from slightly higher, and was accompanied with a sudden tightness. This was then made worse by an incredible heat as well as what could only be described as an explosion of emotion. Fear, anxiety, joy, sadness, Sugar Belle felt them all in the span of a second, leaving her stunned and confused.
That confusion only grew when she felt her breasts suddenly quake before beginning to grow and almost immediately becoming too much for her already tight bra. Rather then become painful though, the tightness was only slightly annoying, though Sugar Belle knew it should be much worse. Then came a pop, and the hooks of her bra came loose, allowing her breasts to surge outwards all at once.
Big Macintosh’s jaw fell open as he watched his girlfriend’s chest all but double in size in mere moments. It was such a huge shift, that he couldn't help but worry, however a glance at Sugar Belle’s expression changed that. All the mix of various emotions were now gone, replaced by what looked like a combination of relief and near orgasmic pleasure.
Which wasn't far from the truth, as Sugar Belle felt like she was going to cum just from having her breasts swell in size. Skin grew steadily along with the muscle and fat beneath it, the girl’s bust continuing to fill out quickly and evenly. Sugar Belle stared down in wonder, amazed that her rather small d cup breasts were now at least E’s.
Then her shirt began to tear, her nipples becoming visible through the now incredibly thin fabric which contained them. Again, she knew that such tightness should be painful, but it was as if the potion was protecting her somehow. Even as her breasts grew to the point that the shirt could barely contain her massive mammaries, Sugar Belle felt no discomfort.
Then her breasts heaved suddenly, growing so heavy that she nearly toppled forward, only to be caught by Big Macintosh. Who quickly helped her to stand back up straight, while keeping her hand tightly in his, just in case such a thing were to happen again. Something Sugar Belle was quite happy for, as she had a feeling that her tits werent about to stop growing any time soon.
Sure enough the girl was proved right when her already massive breasts grew so large that they turned her sweatshirt into a tube top. The fabric groaned, tearing even more, exposing most of the girl’s considerable pink cleavage and the even deeper pink of her large aerolas. Bracing herself, Sugar Belle gripped Big Macintosh’s tight, preparing herself for the sruge she knew would destroy her shirt.
Which was exactly what happened a second later when her breasts exploded from their tight confines and flopped out into the world. Though each were now easily larger then her entire head, they remained relatively perky, only falling slightly before bouncing right back up again. At first glance they resembled the shape and size of Applejack’s tits, though that changed a second later.
When they grew to become even bigger then the other woman. “Woah,” Sugar Belle muttered in disbeleif. “Do you think I’m bigger then your sister?”
Big Macintosh nodded slowly, his gaze never leaving Sugar Belle’s jiggling tit flesh. “Eeyup.”
Sugar Belle was about to ask how she was even still standing given just how heavy her tits must be, but a rumble followed by more heat made her attention shift. Down to where her bust was quaking, growing steadily once more after the brief pause it had taken after reaching Applejack’s size. Her nipples grew larger, rounder while at the same time her breasts became so massive that she nearly toppled forward due to the sudden shift.
Thankfully Big Macintosh was there to help her once more, allowing them to both stare in awe as Sugar Belle’s tits kept on growing. Sugar Belle wasn't even certain there were bras for how big she now was, though she hadn't noticed either of the apple siblings wearing such things anyway. She hoped that meant she wouldn't need a custom made bra, as that would be pricey given just how enormous her boobs had grown.
A few more seconds and she was big as Apple Bloom, with her breasts now so large that they hung all the way to her knees. Even still, the enormous pair of breasts remained perky, without a hint of sagging despite their truly ridiculous size. Then just when Sugar Belle thought it was over, her breasts grew another few inches, becoming bigger then even Apple Bloom.
Sugar Belle couldn't help but feel strangely satisfied with this realization, and she turned towards Big Macintosh, a grin on her face. Or at least she tried to, as her tits merely smacked into his chest, nearly knocking the tall man over. Realizing her mistake, Sugar Belle couldn't help but giggle as Big Macintosh slowly shook his head.
“Watch where yer swingin those knockers of yours,” he remarked, a blush remaining firmly plastered to his face.
“Sorry handsome. I was just so excited,” Sugar Belle exclaimed.
“Understandable. How do you feel?” Big Macintosh asked, his eyes going up and down her body.
“Powerful,” Sugar Belle replied quickly, only to frown. “No, strike that. I feel oddly complete, like this was always meant to be or something.”
Big Macintosh raised an eyebrow, and was about to say something when a glimmer caught his eye. “Well would you look at that,” he murmured.
Sugar Belle looked down, quickly following his gaze to her flank, wherin her cutie mark was glowing faintly. When the light dimmed, and she could once more see the brightly colored cupcake, she immediately noticed something had changed. Namely that the cherry which sat atop it had been replaced by an apple slice which was stuck half way into the purple confection.
The strange addition had peel nearly identical to Big Macintosh’s skin color, and its fleshy interior seemed to be the same shade of yellow as his hair. It was a shift so bizarre that Sugar Belle hadn't even noticed the fact that her skirt had been destroyed sometime during her transformation. Not even the elastic remained, and piece of clothing’s tattered remanants now rested on the ground under her.
She also didn't initially notice that her thighs, back, stomach and ass had been altered significantly. Though when she did notice, Sugar Belle quickly realized why she didn't notice the sudden increase in weight. As her back muscles had grown along with her tits, allowing her to hold up the increased bust size without even having to try.
“I am gorgeous,” Sugar Belle remarked, extending one leg and twisting it left and right.
Big Macintosh nodded eagerly. “I almost feel a little hypocritcal now.”
“Why in Equestria would you say that?” Sugar Belle asked, taking a step back before turning towards the man.
Who winced, and rubbed the back of his neck. “I know I said I liked you either way but I can't deny that you are more attractive then ever.”
Sugar Belle glanced down at the bulge which was steadily growing in the front of the male’s pants. “Don't you go worrying yourself over something like that,” Sugar Belle declared, smiling gently, and running a hand under his chin. “I know you were telling the truth but lets be honest. This is just better.”
Big Macintosh chuckled awkwardly. “It sure is Sugar Belle. It sure is.”
The woman licked her lips, and ran a finger down his chest. “Now then, lets get you out of those clothes before you end up tearing right through ‘em.”
“But Apple Bloom and Applejack are-” Big Macintosh began.
Sugar Belle bit her bottom lip and gripped the base of his cock tightly. “Are inside and wont be coming out here anytime soon so you better lose those pants, and quickly.”
Big Macintosh felt himself nodding in agreement before he had even proccessed the woman’s words. “Yes ma’am,” he quickly replied.
A swift hand unclasped his suspendors, with Big Macintosh following this up by quickly lifting them up and out of the way. The overalls flopped down around his waist, and though his cock had grown so large that it strained against the fabric, he didn't seem in a hurry to free it. Instead he locked eyes with the woman standing across from him before reaching down with both hands and gently gripped his shirt.
Then in a slow, deliberate motion he removed the peice of clothing, tossing it aside before running a hand down his well muscled chest. Pecs rippled, biceps bulged, and abs became even more promainant, sending a shudder down Sugar Belle’s spine. Big Macintosh knew his girlfriend didn't exactly need the extra foreplay however, given how pungent her smell was, and moved quickly to remove the rest of his clothes.
With a deft hand, he removed both his underwear and his overalls in a swift tug, freeing his enormous balls and now fully erect cock. Though Sugar Belle had seen the man naked more then a few times, it still felt like the very first time. Her eyes trailed down the huge pendulous balls which hung from between the man’s legs, filling the space between his knees completely.
His cock was also easily large enough that it would bump into Big Macintosh’s chin, and though she had yet to be able to take it all in the past, now she felt strangely confident. That particular test would come later though as right now she wanted to try out her newly enhanced breasts. Stepping forward, Sugar Belle pointed down to the cold hard ground which was lightly dusted with hay.
“On you back, now,” Sugar Belle commanded.
Big Macintosh nodded, and eagerly did just that. “Yes ma’am,” he dutifully exclaimed while kneeling down.
A second later and the man was on his back, cock resting against his well muscled chest. For a moment Sugar Belle merely observed the pleasant sight waiting for her, before stepping forward and starting to get into position. Though walking was a little awkward given all the added weight, nevermind the jiggling, Sugar Belle adapted quickly.
Just as it seemed like Sugar Belle would straddle the man, she turned around, and lowered herself onto his chest. Her pussy, already glistening from just how arousing her transformation had been, left behind a small wet spot on his pecs. Not like Big Macintosh minded, and the man eagerly gripped his girlfriend’s massive ass cheeks before leaning forward.
Sugar Belle couldn't help but shudder as she felt Big Macintosh’s skilled tongue enter her flooded hole. There was no more teasing or foreplay only passion, and a desperate desire for relief which they both felt keenly. To that end Sugar Belle leaned forward, and maneuvered her breasts so they sandwhiched Big Macintosh’s cock between them.
An effort that was surprisingly easy given just how huge her tits had gotten, almost as if Sugar Belle’s body had already grown accustomed to them. She didn't have time to think of such a thing right now though, as she was already angling his dick towards her mouth. Though a part of her did marvel at the fact that her heaving bosoms had managed to cover a good chunk of Big Macintosh’s dick.
That left only a few inches left unattended and just waiting for Sugar Belle to swallow it all. Something she did so eagerly, leaning forward, and wrapping her lips around the huge head of his cock. Though easily larger then any other lover she had ever taken, Sugar Belle had enough practice that she was able to squeeze the red head into her mouth.
Once this was done, she reached out as far as she could manage before gripping her tits tightly and squeezing them together. The response was immediate, as a low moan spilled past Big Macintosh’s lips, making Sugar Belle feel almost giddy. Her newly enhanced physique was already paying dividends, and she was certain that trend was only going to continue.
She wasn't about to rest on her laurels though, and pushed forward, swallowing several inches of the male’s throbbing dick. Her cheeks bulged, and her tongue was forced to flatten, lest it get in the way of the massive invader. Pausing only birefly, Sugar Belle took several deep breaths, inhaling the potent scent of her lover’s powerful need.
While this happened, Big Macintosh continued to eat her out, his surprisingly dexterous tongue occasionally teasing, or lapping directly against her clit. The pleasure which came from his expert ministrations was incredible, but Sugar Belle was determined to focus. So she brushed aside the slowly building arousal she could feel at the edge of her mind and pushed herself forward.
Her throat bulged as her body was forced to adapt to the truly mammoth cock which had begun to slide down her esophagus. While this happened she also began to heft her tits up and down, squeezing the rest of the man’s dick as best as she could. Down Sugar Belle went, until finally her chin pressed against her tits and her neck began to strain due to the awkward position.
Then she pulled back, all while she continued to massage his prick with her tits. After retrieving a mouthful of air, and a much needed break, Sugar Belle dove right back down once more. The sheer speed of her actions spoke of an almost insatious desire, one that was only growing with each passing second. Up and down she went, bobbing her head on the man’s cock at an ever increasing speed.
While this happened, Big Macintosh continued to eat the woman out, his hands pulling apart her cheeks and allowing him to go deep. For a while he tried to match his partner’s frantic pace, but he soon realized such a thing was impossible. She had something to prove, and a desire to fulfill, one which he simply couldn't match at the moment.
Though he didn't stop, Big Macintosh was certainly in a back seat role while Sugar Belle had firmly taken hold of the reigns. Not like he minded much as he had always been a secret fan of his girlfriend’s slightly more domineering side. Something that was made ever more evident by the speed an intensity at which she was currently sucking him off.
Minutes flew by in a blur of lust, with both ponies doing their damndest to get one another off. Big Macintosh licking away at Sugar Belle’s pussy and occasionally giving her clit a bit of extra attention. While Sugar Belle pumped her mammoth tits, and bobbed eagerly on Big Macintosh’s lengthy dick.
That was until the woman felt her own orgasm begin to bubble to the surface, then she stopped and pulled back. The man’s cock popped audibly from her lips, coming to rest atop her heaving bosoms, the girl panting and out of breathe. Her hands slipped from her tits, and she shifted forward, stopping Big Macintosh before he could make her cum.
This also had the effect of Big Macintosh’s orgasm being stopped mere moments before relief, though he resisted the urge to comment on it. He knew his girlfriend had a plan, a sentiment that proved true when she quickly turned around and straddled his chest. Her gaze contained a hunger, one that Big Macintosh couldn't help but be turned on when it was turned on him.
“You are going to cum inside me,” Sugar Belle declared.
Big Macintosh knew that despite the assuradness of her statment, it was still a question. One that he ultimately agreed with, the male bobbing his head eagerly and grabbing his dick.
“Eeyup,” he replied, angling his cock straight up.
Grinning from ear to ear, Sugar Belle quickly slipped the titanic tool between her massive thighs, angling the head towards her dripping honey pot. Only for the pony to quickly find out that her tits were now so huge that she couldn't even see her partner from this angle. Shrugging, Sugar Belle figured that they would figure out soon enough and went back to simply guiding her lover into her waiting cunt.
An action that didn't take long, as despite its great size, Big Macintosh’s cock still slid eagerly into Sugar Belle’s waiting hole. The sensation of penetration felt strangely natural to the pair, as if they were both one half of a larger whole. That feeling of completion grew with each inch that slid into Sugar Belle’s aching sex, sending a bolt of lightning up her spine.
Her stomach bulged ever so slightly, though neither pony could see such a thing due to Sugar Belle’s breasts getting in the way. The woman herself could feel it though, and began to worry that she would soon run out of room which had been a recurring problem for them. Big Macintosh was simply too big for many woman, and though they still had an active sex life, Sugar Bellealways felt like she was getting more out of it then he was.
That all changed when she felt their hips connect, and her entire body rested firmly against her partner’s.
“Is it all the way in?” Sugar Belle asked in disbelief.
Big Macintosh’s response was muffled by the mass of tit flesh which covered his head and simply raised an arm, extending a thumb.
Sugar Belle giggled nervously, silently glad that her lover was still enjoying himself while his entire upper body was covered by her boobs. “Would you mind if I moved a little faster then normal? I need you really, really badly,” Sugar Belle declared hungrily.
Two thumbs up popped up this time, and a second later Sugar Belle felt a pair of lips wrap around one of her nipples. The pleasure that came from simply having her nipple sucked was beyond words, and it was obvious to the woman that they had grown more sensitive. It felt akin to having her clit teased by Big Macintosh’s dexterous tongue, and she had to get used to the feeling before she could move again.
Thankfully that didn't take long, and soon Sugar Belle was beginning to slide up Big Macintosh’s turgid length. It was then that she realized a problem, namely that since her tits were so big she couldn't brace herself on Big Macintosh’s chest. Thankfully her strong back and well muscled thighs were enough that she no longer required such assistance.
Though she was a little surprised that she could even move, Sugar Belle put that out of her mind and focused on simply enjoying herself. After all, she had taken every last inch of Big Macintosh’s enormous cock, meaning that now they could finally, truly make love. Up and down she went, her tight, cloying walls hugging tight Big Macintosh’s throbbing length of man meat.
Every vein, bump and groove could be felt through Sugar Belle’s stretched walls, her body unconsciously milking his erection for all it was worth. When she came back down Big Macintosh bucked back up into her, driving his cock home and sending a jolt up her spine. That wasn't all he did though, as the male continued to knead and play with her tits while at the same time continuing to suck and nibble at her nipple.
Sugar Belle had never cared much for breast play, but now that her tits were so huge, and so sensitive she immediately became a fan. Every soft squeeze of his hands, every tiny nip and gentle bite made Sugar Belle’s moans grow slightly louder. Though she couldn't quite hear the moans of her lover, Sugar Belle could tell that he was enjoying himself.
As evidenced by the way his cock throbbed needfully, and his hips slammed against hers each time she filled herself once more. The male even felt more into it then usual, his balls churning with seed as his cock twitched nearly constantly inside the woman. All of which combined to create an orgasmic experience the likes of which Sugar Belle had never experienced in her entire life.
One that was unnaffected by the fact that they were currently fucking in the middle of a barn which anyone could look into. Neither the lingering smell of animals currently out to pasture, or the less then romantic environment was enough to put a damper on their spirits. In fact it felt strangely good in a way, like Sugar Belle was claiming her partner in a visceral, almost public manner.
She didn't think about that for long though, merely focusing on keeping her hips in motion, and her body bouncing on his cock. Muffled moans could occasionally be heard from between Sugar Belle’s mile of cleavage whenever Big Macintosh switched nipples. Something he did frequently, ensuring Sugar Belle’s tits were never without attention for very long.
Though their lips could no longer meet in such a position, Sugar Belle didn't mind, as it almost felt like they were kissing right now. With each time her nether lips pressed against Big Macintosh’s crotch she felt the same primal thrill she felt when embracing him normally. A thrill which only grew more powerful when she realized what was coming next, namely the veritable flood of seed she had experienced more then a few times.
The man was incredibly productive, and to make matters even better they had not made love for over a week at that point. Add to that the hungry way they coupled and Sugar Belle was certain that she was mere moments away from recieving the creampie of a century. A thought which only added more fuel to her desire, pushing her to move as fast as she possibly could.
Big Macintosh matched this hunger with a desire of his own, thrusting into his girlfriend whenver their hips were about to meet once more. Their would be time for slow, passionate love later, now they both felt an intense need to express themselves in a more animalistic way. They both knew that only when he unloaded inside of her and she felt her body fill with cum would that need be satiated.
And so they rushed towards that end, throwing themselves into the act with reckless abandon. Sugar Belle’s ass clapped audibly every time it met Big Macintosh’s crotch, her breasts and butt cheeks jiggling whenever that happened. They both moaned, though one of them could barely be heard through the tits which blocked his way.
Sugar Belle’s hands gripped her thighs a little tighter, her body moving as fast as she could push herself. A pace Big Macintosh matched, his balls sloshing audibly with every thrust, filling with enough seed to impregnate a small village. Only it wasn't destined for a whole town full of ponies but rather a single woman who was now seconds away from orgasming.
“I’m almost there,” Sugar Belle exclaimed between moans.
“Mff moof,” BIg Macintosh replied, doing his best to signal that he too was close.
Though not completely sure what her partner had said, Sugar Belle was fairly certain she understood. “Cum with me Big Macintosh, fill me with your hot cum and make me yours!” Sugar Belle cried.
The man needed no prompting, and after a few more thrusts grabbed Sugar Belle hips in both hands, keeping her locked in place. Not like Sugar Belle planned on moving anytime soon, as she was pressing her entire body weight down against his crotch. Every last inch of throbbing man meat was pressed as deep as it could, ensuring that not one millimeter of him was left outside of her.
Then, they came, both man and woman crying each other’s name as they felt the pleasure grow strong enough to overwhelm them. Hot fem cum splashed against Big Macintosh’s dick, who in turn could feel Sugar Belle’s inner walls clamp down on his length. Under such an assault there was no way he could resist, his orgasm bubbling up from his watermelon sized testicles and exploding into his partner.
Sugar Belle felt this wave of cum all but explode into her body with all the force of a firehose, filling her utterly in mere moments. Yet when she thought she had become as full as possible, her body merely stretched, allowing her to take even more. Over and over she thought she had reached her limit only to take more all while moaning loudly, her eyes rolling into the back of her head.
Yet she never felt the familiar tightness of being stuffed too full, and almost every last drop of her lover’s load ended up packed inside of her. Sure some managed to escape the seal his cock had created, and dribbled down onto the ground, but most stayed inside of her. With her body all but packed with cum, Sugar Belle had little doubt that she would become pregnant, or would at least look pregnant given how big she was.
Already she could imagine her belly growing, and her breasts filling with milk, her body preparing itself for what was coming. Dismissing those thoughts, the woman shuddered, her orgasm finally dying down at about the same time her lover’s did. Only when his cock began to soften did Big Macintosh pull away from Sugar Belle’s enormous breast, the man gasping for air.
“That was the best lay of my entire life,” he exclaimed, head falling back as his arms flopped out in either direction.
Sugar Belle chuckled, shifting herself back slightly so as to not soffacate the man beneath her boobs. “Me too handsome.”
For a moment they didn't say anything, merely enjoying the quiet serenity that came after they had.
Then Sugar Belle gasped. “Wait. Do you even have any clothes that might fit me?”
Big Macintosh blinked. “I have no idea.” He shrugged. “I wouldn't worry about it. You planned on staying out all weekend right?”
Sugar Belle nodded. “I suppose.”
“Then I’ll send word to Rarity tomorrow and in the meantime Granny has an old shawl you can wear. It ain't exactly fashionable, but it will work for now,” Big Macintosh smiled. “So don't go worrying your pretty little head about none of that.”
Sugar Belle couldn't help but smile back. “Thanks handsome and your right. We should be worrying about more important things like baby names!”
Big Macintosh gulped. “Oh uh right.”
Sugar Belle clapped her hands together excitedly. “Oh and I’ll definitely have to move to Ponyville sooner, instead of in a months like we planned. Then we’ll have to get married before I start showing and-”
It was at this point that Big Macintosh realized what he had done, and though he nearly panicked for a moment, that quickly faded. Instead he merely looked up at his girlfriend who was excitedly listing off all the things they would need to do before the baby came. The wide smile she wore never once left her face, and Big Macintosh couldn't help but be swept up in the excitement.
“-so what do you think? Does it sound like a good idea?” Sugar Belle asked suddenly.
“Eeyup,” Big Macintosh replied, a wide smile on his face.
Sugar Belle pouted. “You didn't hear a single word I just said did you?”
“Eenope.”
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