Too Big Mac

Sugar Belle tossed and turned on the bed, a thin frown stretched across her face, the ice pack still pressed firmly against her asshole. "Grrr. Why would anypony make love this way if it's going to leave them like this?" She then remembered how good it felt and how she'd screamed in ecstacy as her husband rammed into her ass from behind. Her face lit up red as she muttered, "oh yeah, that's why." She had to remove her hoof from where it had slowly strayed netherward. She cast the pain killer spell that she got from the sex therapist on herself, and lay slightly more comfortably.

She hated this. The bed was too big, the hut was too quiet, and she was bored. She wanted her husband. If the point of this exercise was for her to want her husband it was working a little too well. She wanted his big strong legs around her, she wanted his large handsome muzzle to kiss her. She wanted to stop touching herself because she was strictly ordered not to. She yanked her hoof that had subconsciously drifted netherward away from her glistening marehood and groaned loudly. All she wanted in the world right now was her husband, and that was the one thing she couldn't have. She felt like a highschool filly with her first estrus. This couldn't continue. She had to find something to occupy her horny mind, and levitated her half of the map over to herself. Most of the activities were couples activities, and of the ones that could be done alone, most were physical. She felt the ache from her backside and winced at the thought of moving more than she had to.

Eventually she limped her way to the beach and waded into the cool clean water. "This is gonna feel great on my soreness," she thought to herself. She immediately regretted it as the salt water burned like acid when she sat down. She yelped and scrambled out of the water. She cast the pain killer spell on herself again and growled at the offending ocean. "Okay, swimming's off the table then." She plopped down pouting on the beach, then immediately winced and sat down more gently. She sighed heavily, resting her chin on her hooves. She missed her husband. She cast a long longing look over the clear blue water and sighed. She remembered how her and her husband had. She then yanked her hoof away from her marehood again, and flopped back onto the sand. "DAMNIT!" she screamed in frustration. "I need my stallion's cock!"

She then immediately jerked upwards blushing. She darted her head back and forth, relieved to see nopony had heard her shout something so vulgar. She sighed again and got slowly to her hooves. "I'll just have to find something else I can do. Alone!" she whined. She wandered slowly, aimlessly down the boardwalks and everywhere she went she saw happy couples enjoying their vacations. Here two having their caricatures drawn, there two feeding each other a dessert at a cafe, there a couple who couldn't wait until they were back to their room so had decided to make love behind a building where they thought they'd not be seen. "Oh come on!" Sugar Belle whined as she attempted to dash off.

Her aches caught up with her, and her knees buckled. She was about to tear up in frustration when she saw a hoof in front of her face. She looked up and saw a friendly looking older earth pony mare smiling at her. She asked in her pleasant midwestern accent, "Are you okay there ma'am?"

Sugar Belle sniffled slightly as she took the proffered hoof. "I'm sorry it's just. I'm. . ." She blushed as she thought about how to phrase something so awkward to a complete stranger. Her latter half shifted nervously behind her.

The friendly mare picked up on the subtle body language, and a knowing grin split her face. "Oh ho ho. You're the one Throbs is here about aren't'cha. Hey there now don't you worry about nothin. Hey Dr Heart's the one who helped me and my husband after his little surgery don'cha know." She nudged Sugar Belle with her elbow. "I couldn't walk straight for days after our session. Come with me. I'll show you just what you need!" Sugar Belle's face went blank and she was led by the hoof to the spa.

The friendly mare whispered something to the spa attendants, and Sugar Belle faintly heard the words "Honeymoon treatment" and "That big red stallion." One attendant giggled profusely, and the other blushed from head to hoof. The friendly mare returned and said, " These ladies'll get'cha right back in the saddle," and winked. Sugar Belle attempted an embarrassed word of thanks, but she was tripped onto a massage table and whisked away.

The recovery from her anal adventure was almost as embarrassing as the preparation for it. She was poked and prodded and massaged in uncomfortable places, and right as she was about to protest she was bent double and she heard a dull pop. Instantly the pain from her latter half melted away and her eyes rolled back in her head with relief. The sounds of her moans of comfort resounded through the spa, and the spa ponies couldn't help but giggle again. "How did you do that?" she slurred.

The red faced spa pony said through her chuckles. "Well ma'am this is a honeymoon resort. We're used to this kind of thing."

The other added, "Especially with all the business Throbs sends our way." She leaned in to whisper, "And with that great big stallion of yours, you definitely need it." Sugar Belle's face gained the same colour as the other spa pony. She gave a subdued thanks and exited the spa at a quick pace face still glowing. She got several yards before she realized that she wasn't limping. She stretched and shifted her weight and realized the ache was completely gone. She gave a cheer and lept up into the air clicking her heels.

Her entire mood was turned around now. She decided now was as good a time as any to get lunch. She cheerily ordered her food and sat pondering just how happy she was that they'd accepted Throbbing Heart's help. They would have to find a way to thank her. And Twilight. She didn't mind that they'd never be able to afford this trip on their own, but she was sincerely grateful for the chance to be here. It was the best vacation she'd ever had.

Her food was placed on the table, and instantly her happy mood was shattered. Tears began to drip onto her plate. Her heart ached when she noticed one of her sides was Mac and Cheese. She missed her husband. She missed his deep masculine voice. She missed his large hoof on her shoulder. She missed his thick veiny. She yanked her hoof away from her throbbing pussy and smashed it several times against the table in frustration. She left her food uneaten on the table and exited the restaurant sniffling. She hated this place. She hated Throbbing Heart. She hated Twilight and her friends for badgering them into coming here. They would've figured it out somehow. At least then she'd be with her Baby Lumpkin!

She put a hoof against the wall of a building and tried to get a hold of herself. She wasn't being fair. Her friends had just wanted to help, and Throbbing Heart had led them through things they never would've experienced without her. She remembered with mortification how hard they'd tried on their first honeymoon and how they just couldn't get it to work. She just missed her husband. Sugar Belle decided she just needed a drink. She wiped her face and noticed she just so happened to have had her little hissy fit against the wall of one of the many bars that littered the resort. She walked slowly inside and who should she happen to spy at the bar, horn glowing, gently sipping a Piña Colada, but the sex therapist herself. Sugar Belle began a trot towards her, a grin on her face, thinking she should thank her again for all she'd done for them.

She noticed all of a sudden that Throbbing Heart had the same miserable frown stretched across her face that Sugar Belle had this morning, and did it look like she'd been crying? Sugar Belle walked up to Throbbing Heart and put a hoof on her shoulder. The sex therapist jumped slightly at the unexpected contact and quickly wiped her face of any lingering moisture. Sugar Belle started back, "Oh sorry! I didn't mean. I mean umm. . . Are you okay? You seem."

Throbbing Heart inhaled sharply through her nose and resumed her genial air. Suddenly she was her old self again with no trace of discomfort. "Oh just old memories. I'm perfectly fine. How are you?" She adopted her trademark mischievous grin and leaned in close. "You haven't been clopping now have you?"

Sugar Belle stammered a denial, but that had reminded her of what she had wanted to say. "Umm Throbbing Heart. I just wanted to say again how much I appreciate all you've done."

Throbbing Heart snickered. "Happy to help." She smiled warmly. "How are you holding up without him?"

Sugar Belle pouted and fished for the right thing to say. She felt herself becoming overwhelmed with the desire to scream, but she couldn't possibly say what she wanted to here in a bar full of ponies. Inspiration struck and her eyes shifted in her head. She pointed to the side of her head with a hoof, and Throbbing Heart smiled. "I'm here, go~."

The sex therapist cringed as Sugar Belle mentally screamed. "I'M BORED AND HORNY! I'M LOSING MY FUCKING MIND! I NEED HIS GIANT COCK IN ME. I MISS HIM SO FUCKING MUCH. IT'S ONLY BEEN HALF A DAY BUT I CAN'T STAND IT!" Throbbing Heart chuckled into her hoof as Sugar Belle buried her face in her hooves to hide her mortification at what she was thinking loudly at the doctor.

Sugar Belle let her face rest on the bar and pouted. "I miss my hubby, and I'm booooooored," she said out loud.

The other unicorn smiled. "Don't worry about it deary, soon it'll all be over and you'll have the rest of your life to spend with your hubby. How is the." She switched back to telepathy, "soreness?" She wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Sugar Belle fiddled with her mane bashfully. "Oh I umm. I got that." She cleared her throat. "Certain massage at the spa that made it all better." Throbbing Heart raised her eyebrow suspiciously. She couldn't actually mean. Sugar Belle saw the confusion and went on. "The one where they bend you double and then *POP*"

The sex therapist's face lit up with understanding. "My stars! They still do that here? I'd forgotten all about that trick. Celestia's beard, I wasn't even a doctor when I figured that out."

Sugar Belle had a thought. "On that note doctor; how does one become a sex therapist? If you don't mind me asking. I mean it's not a terribly common profession like a baker or an apple farmer."

Throbbing Heart grew slightly evasive. "Oh well you know. The cutie mark guides your destiny and. . ." She sipped on her drink pensively. "I got help from. . . Certain ponies." Her mood darkened again.

Sugar Belle put a hoof on the other unicorn's. "T.H. if there's anything wrong I'd like to hear it. After all you've done for me and my husband it's the least I can do. Please."

Throbbing Heart's face fell and she sighed hard. "Well I can't say I don't want to think about it. It's all I've been doing since I was hired." She got to her hooves and nodded for Sugar Belle to follow. Sugar Belle looked in surprise. She gestured to her head in the way that meant she should use telepathy, but the sex therapist shook her head. "Not here. I'd prefer not to make a scene." Sugar Belle's eyebrow raised slightly but she got up and followed the doctor out of the bar.

She spoke as they walked. "Did you know that I was a prostitute before I was a sex therapist?" Sugar Belle stopped dead in her tracks, face blank with shock. Throbbing Heart showed slight surprise at the reaction. "Oh right, that may be slightly shocking. Sorry. Well make of that what you will, but I thoroughly enjoyed it." She resumed her walk. "Well yes, many ponies enjoyed my services," she grinned lustfully. "And I enjoyed many many ponies." She winked as two giggling resort mares walked by. "Oddly enough most of the techniques I use in therapy were just adapted from tricks I used in my other profession."

Sugar Belle tilted her head in confusion. "Why would you need telepathy in bed?"

Throbbing Heart chuckled mischievously. "Well it's rather hard to talk with your mouth full." Sugar Belle's mind was filled with the image of her swallowing mouthful after mouthful of her husband's thick cum. She was confused to see that it was from an outside perspective. She looked red faced at Throbbing Heart who winked. "And the sexual history probe is really just a search for fetishes. Just instead of seeing what the body mind desires, I just see anything it connects with a sexual response." They arrived at the Apple's hut but Throbbing Heart stopped before entering. She sighed hard, and Sugar Belle thought she heard her holding back tears as she did so. "She. . . Showed me I should use my talents to help other ponies."

Sugar Belle put a hoof on the doctor's shoulder and opened the door with her magic. "You mean Ms Rarity?"

Throbbing Heart stifled a tear. "Yes.

They walked inside and they assumed their places that they did for therapy, with Throbbing Heart taking her seat in the corner of the room, and Sugar Belle laying on the bed. The sex therapist sat pondering for a long while before continuing. Sugar Belle noticed that the other unicorn's horn was still glowing but didn't give it much thought.

"You see, I had never met a pony like her before. We met at a function in Canterlot.
I was the hoof candy of some noble, I can't exactly remember who. She came up to me bursting with enthusiasm saying I simply must model for her fall fashion line. Well in my line of work modeling is code for 'hmm yes that looks lovely on you now take it back off so we can make love." Sugar Belle giggled under her breath. "Well I felt no reason to refuse such a beautiful mare, so I accepted." Her expression grew distant, as if she was coming to a part of the history that was always confounding. "Well I modeled for her and. . . And that was it! After we were done for the day she hung up the clothes and dismissed me. I was flabbergasted! I stopped her and actually asked," she began to chuckle again. "So when do we fuck?" Sugar Belle couldn't help but snicker.

"Now Mrs Macintosh I am what's known as a nymphomaniac you understand?" Sugar Belle shook her head that she didn't. "You see nymphomania is the pathological NEED to have sex. I make love like most ponies eat. I can go for a while you understand, but just stopping out of the blue can have negative psychological effects. If I abstain for too long I'll grow restless, and depressive." Sugar Belle put a hoof to her mouth. She knew she missed her husband sure, but nothing like that.

"Well she was surprised to say the least. She said, 'a Lady does not give herself away on a whim.' Which just goes to show how little she knows how the Ladies of Equestria behave." She chuckled mirthlessly, and Sugar Belle blushed slightly. "Well I made her understand that if we didn't make love I would not model for her, but she'd already signed me up for a fashion show the very next day, so she. . ." She wanted to use the word "consented", but she knew that wasn't entirely true. "Acquiesced."

Throbbing Heart gained a sadly nostalgic expression and sighed heavily. "To this day that was the most beautiful night of my life. It was the gentlest, softest, most passionate love I have ever experienced." A tear dropped silently to the floor. "She demanded nothing, withheld nothing, she had nothing to prove. She gave as much as I asked for, and reciprocated everything I gave." Her head dropped and Throbbing Heart was once again silent for a long moment. She looked up and Sugar Belle's heart ached to see tears flowing from the pony that had helped her and her husband so much.

"I fell in love that night Mrs Macintosh. Me, Throbbing Heart, the mistress of seduction, the pony who has never left a client unsatisfied, was head over hooves. But that's the worst part." She put a hoof to her lips to stifle a sob. She breathed the words, "she wasn't." Sugar Belle failed to stop a small gasp from escaping her mouth. "I lay there that night in agony. I knew she wasn't satisfied, and it killed me. This pony had just stolen my heart, and I hadn't satisfied her."

She breathed deeply, calming slightly. "After that I modeled for her and she peddled her wares, and every night I would try all of my tricks. . . To no avail. She was the first and only pony I've ever loved, and the only one I've ever left dissatisfied. I told her I loved her, and she said she loved me, but I knew she was lying. When you're in a ponies head you can't lie to them Mrs Macintosh. It was just her generous nature. The most wonderful thing I'd ever felt was tempered by deceit and dissatisfaction. I could see she was only getting more and more miserable with each passing night, and it only frustrated me more and more until. . . Until." Throbbing Heart couldn't continue.

Sugar Belle rose and crossed the room to put Throbbing Heart's hooves in her own. "T.H. . . You don't have to tell me if you don't want to." She wrapped her forelegs around the other unicorn. "I'm sorry I asked."

Throbbing Heart returned the hug. She smiled as a few stray tears beaded against Sugar Belle's front legs. "You Ponyville ponies are so kind. I see where she gets it now." She rose and joined Sugar Belle on the bed, their hooves loosely touching. She sighed hard and resumed. "I told you the sexual history probe was just a search for fetishes, well it's very intense, and if it's not perfectly consensual it becomes a living nightmare. The mind recoils in horror as you see yourself put through every conceivable depraved sex act."

"That's what I did to her Mrs Macintosh. I held down the only pony that I've ever loved and forced her mind through every single way of love making I was physically capable of." Her voice dropped to a barely audible whisper. "And that was it, Mrs Macintosh. . . There was nothing. . . The terrible truth was that she didn't want me. At all." Her voice quivered with anger and regret. "So I punished her for it. I made her go through every degenerate, disgusting thing I could think of Sugar Belle. I punished her. . . For not wanting me."

Sugar Belle heard this all with growing horror. Throbbing Heart's tears subsided and she inhaled sharply to refocus. "Needless to say she was gone the next day, and I was of course devastated. I couldn't eat, I barely slept. I didn't look for her, you understand. I knew what I had done." She sighed hard and repeated, "I knew what I had done. After that I just wandered the streets at night aimlessly, utterly lost." Sugar Belle knew the feeling. "I honestly think I would've given into despair if not for what one could call my first clients."

"I was on one of my wanders and there was this couple arguing on their lawn. Well, I say arguing. It was really more like the stallion screaming at his mare, and his mare denying everything. Well I got so fed up I just stomped right up to the couple and I searched their sexual histories. Not only had she in fact cheated on him, just not as recently as he accused her of, but he had cheated on her twice!"

"Oh come on!" Sugar Belle whined disappointed.

"I know right!" The sex therapist cooed consolingly. "And so I raked them both over the coals about it. Here were two ponies who should love each other both being unfaithful. He had the gall to actually accuse the other, and she had the gall to lie about it! Well they both cried and apologized and then." Throbbing Heart smiled her trademark mischievous smile. "Then they were reconciled right there on the lawn."

Sugar Belle wheezed in surprise. "NOOO!"

Throbbing Heart nodded knowingly. "Yes."

"In public?!" She squeaked out.

Throbbing Heart chuckled, her mischievous grin peaking out. "Well it didn't stop you."

Sugar Belle heard herself screaming, " SPRAY IT OUT ALL~" She waved her hooves desperately. "Alright alright I get it! Stop!"

Throbbing Heart laughed at Sugar Belle's embarrassment. She wiped a tear from her eye. "I'm sorry, I couldn't resist." She laughed herself out and sighed. "Yes well, that moment stuck with me. It felt good. I was able use my talents to help other ponies. I spent the next two years perfecting my techniques, and getting my doctorate in psychology. I made friends within the medical field, and if they need my specific talents they recommend me."

She gave a far away pained look. "It's not all tears and sex on the lawn though Mrs Macintosh. More often than not it's one last attempt to make relationships work before the divorce court and the moving truck." She sighed hard. "Most ponies are too stubborn or too hurt to fix relationships. But that's not the worst of it Mrs Macintosh." Tears began to well up in the sex therapist's eyes again. "When two ponies genuinely love each other, but they're just not compatible. It's a tragedy Mrs Macintosh. And that's the terrible truth between me and. . ." She couldn't even bring herself to say her name. "The longer I did this job the more and more clear to me it was that she and I would never have worked."

Throbbing Heart broke down sobbing and Sugar Belle placed her head against her chest. She stroked her mane softly and held her as she cried. The baker looked out on the sun just beginning to sink under the horizon and thought just how lucky she was that her and her husband were compatible. Throbbing Heart had said so after all. She squeezed the sex therapist gently and whispered, "Thank you for telling me that Dr. Heart. Thank you so much."

The two lay there on the bed as the sky outside began to darken, one unicorn holding the other. Throbbing Heart looked up into Sugar Belle's face. Sugar Belle smiled gently on the pony who had done so much to help save her marriage. Throbbing Heart lurched forward and drove her muzzle against the other mares. Sugar Belle was too dazed by the speed of the action to resist, and before she could stop her, the sex therapist was on top of her, her tongue wrapping itself around her's in the same pattern her husband's did. Sugar Belle wanted to cry out for her to stop but right as she inhaled to do so her back arched from Throbbing Heart rubbing her clitoris with her hoof.

The baker's marehood had been crying out for attention all day and rejoiced at the stimulation. Sugar Belle's mind went momentarily blank as this lustful mare expertly tweaked her throbbing love button. The sex therapist quickly slid down to her leaking lips and Sugar Belle gasped for breath at the momentary reprieve. Once again before she could protest her understimulated pussy screamed as Throbbing Heart gingerly flicked her clit with her tongue. Sugar Belle felt her hooves begin to drift down to the other mare's mane, but her mind finally regained focus. She lifted a leg and pressed a hoof against the other mares head. She violently shoved her onto the floor screaming, "GET OFF ME!"

Sugar Belle quickly got to her hooves. What had she done? What would her husband think? Why had she let this mare trick them into coming here. She saw Throbbing Heart leaping out the window and the voice of her husband calling her name loudly in the distance. "MAC AND CHEESE!" Sugar Belle called out as she dashed towards the door. Had she not been so distracted she might have wondered how Throbbing Heart managed to jump out of a closed window.

She yanked the door open with her magic and Big Mac barreled inside at a gallop. The two embraced tightly and whispered broken apologies to each other as they cried.
Sugar Belle looked into her husband's eyes desperately as she said, "Let's go baby lumpkin. Let's leave right now! I'm so sorry."

Big Mac muttered through desperate kisses. "Ah'm so sorry darlin. Right now! Let's go." The two stood there wrapped in each other's forelegs. Their tears subsided and they both subconsciously noticed they were finally back in each other's hooves. The kiss lost its desperate air and settled into a pleasant exchange. Before they knew it their tongues were dancing in each other's mouths and soft moans escaped Sugar Belle as they did so. Big Mac gently lowered his wife to the floor without breaking the kiss, and lay on top of her. He shifted his weight forward to be at a better angle, when both suddenly hissed at a slight pain in their nether regions. They looked down, and both were shocked to see that, in fact, he had slipped inside of her.