Too Big Mac

by Wheezyandbreezy

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Sugar Belle, Big Macintosh, Applejack, Original Character, Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance
Length: 37038

What's the opposite of throwing a hot dog down a hallway?

An old. . . Let's use the word acquaintance of Rarity's helps the new couple with their problem in the bedroom.

EDIT 8/24/20 Just realized the version I uploaded of chapter three was missing several sentences of Throbbing Heart's dialogue.

Published 2020-07-27 12:10:00 UTC
Last updated 2020-08-20 18:39:35 UTC

The Bad News

The late morning light beamed softly on Sweet Apple Acres, and Applejack sent bushels of apples tumbling down with buck after well aimed buck. She wiped the sweat from her brow and surveyed her work so far. Not a bad start to the morning work. She had to handle her brother's share of the harvest, as him and his new wife were off on their honeymoon in the Coltarado Rockies. Applejack still giggled at the idea that her brother was married.

She spared just a moment to ponder how happy she was for her brother who was walking with his new wife towards the farmhouse. Wait. Big Mac and Sugar Belle are here? "What in tarnation?" Applejack thought to herself. They shouldn't be back for another full week. She started off at a quick trot towards the couple to see what could possibly have brought them home so early. "Hey! Big Mac! Sis N Lawr! Whus. . . ?" she called out, but neither turned to answer.

They just kept walking right past Granny Smith, who sensing the imminent tension approaching her, awoke from her morning nap. Granny eyed the two ponies warily and knew the situation at a glance. The couple entered the house in silence and Applejack trotted up soon after. "Now what in Equestria is goin on with those two?" Applejack asked Granny Smith rhetorically while reaching for the door.

A withered green hoof stopped her from entering the farmhouse. "Not now yungin. This here's a private matter." Granny made a pained face at her phrasing. "This here's gonna be one tough storm to weather and we." She went silent as Big Macintosh exited the farmhouse, still not acknowledging either pony. He walked dreamily as in a daze towards the south field and Applejack moved towards Granny Smith.

"What in tarnation has gotten inta them?" Applejack whispered in a tone tempered with slight annoyance at being the only pony out of the loop. Granny whispered something Applejack was not prepared to hear and her face lit up redder than Big Macintosh's coat. She shuddered hard and pranced in place in revulsion.

Granny Smith stomped a hoof for silence. "NOW YUNGIN! NONE A THAT! We's kin, and kin sticks together. Even through." The conversation was interrupted by the sound of Sugar Belle weeping from within. Distantly on the wind they could hear the sound of Big Mac bawling from where he'd retreated off to. Granny Smith sighed hard. "That. Now I'll talk to the missus, N you talk to the groom."

Applejack's face went blank, and she crouched defensively. "NUH UH!"

Granny Smith smacked the cringing pony upside the head and snapped a hoof towards the sound of manly bawling coming from the orchard. Applejack stepped hesitantly towards the field, having absolutely no knowledge of how, or the emotional fortitude requisite to handle this situation. She turned once towards the house, but Granny gave her a stern look that meant the conversation was over, then went inside to tend to her granddaughter in law.

Applejack groaned uneasily and made her way towards her sobbing brother. "After all we're kin," she said, failing to reassure herself. "N kin." She gulped. "Sticks together." She followed the sound of comically loud and guttural sobbing until she saw, to her considerable surprise, her brother didn't seem to be bawling at all. There he was as always, bucking for apples like normal. For a split second Applejack grasped at the hope that Big Mac had just had himself a good cry and had suddenly gotten over it.

It was then however that she noticed his scowl. Not to mention the hoofprints he kept leaving on each tree as he bucked them, the bark limply falling from the tree where the pony's cannon of a back leg shot out. Applejack winced as tree after tree had a deep gash carved into it. Applejack warily called out to her brother between cringes at what he was doing to her beloved orchard. "Uh" -crunch- "Hey there uh Big." -crunch- "Mac. You're back."

Big Mac's merciless onslaught on the trees of the orchard stopped only long enough to say, "Eeyup," without looking at her. He then immediately resumed knocking deep gashes in the Apple family's pride and joy.

She inhaled to try again. "Uuum" -crunch- "How was your." -crunch- "trip." The last word came out as an unenthused deadpan.

Big Macintosh put his leg down before striking a tree without any apples on it. He didn't answer for several seconds. "Short," he growled, then kicked the tree several times.

"Yeah ah noticed," Applejack deadpanned. She sighed hard. Now more than ever she felt the sting of orphanhood. This was not an issue a sister should have to deal with. This was a task for Pa, or even old Grandpappy. She was thrown out of her revelry when she noticed something was out of place. She tried not to see it but it couldn't be ignored. She turned sharply around. "Uh Big Mac?"

The stallion didn't hear her over the sound of a tree being all but split in two. Applejack cleared her throat loudly and called out again. "Big Mac!" This time the fuming pony chose not to answer from sheer petulence. He silently continued bucking the same poor appleless tree again and again. To Applejack's horror she noticed Applebloom coming over the crest of the hill towards them. She couldn't be allowed to see this.

"Howdy y'all what's~" Applebloom's greeting was cut off by an apple, expertly bucked by Applejack, knocking her out cold.

Applejack slammed her eyes shut as she screamed, "BIG MACINTOSH!!!"

The enraged earth pony turned sharply and barked, "WHUT?!" just as loud. Applejack, eyes still shut, merely pointed at her brother's half erect unsheathed stallionhood dangling carelessly between his legs. His face lit up pink with humiliation, and he dropped to the ground to conceal the cause of the early cessation of his honeymoon. He winced at dropping his considerable bulk onto his fifth leg and awkwardly stood back up. He darted his head around for a solution, then dashed off towards the small creek that marked the Apple family's southern border to cool himself down.

Applejack groaned hard, and followed her brother to where he was trying desperately to resheath himself. He trudged slowly, dejectedly out of the water. The two sat down beside the creek bank in silence for a moment to short for Applejack's liking. Big Mac suddenly burst out with another bout of bawling and grabbed Applejack in his forelegs, blubbering pathetically into her shoulder. "OH APPLEJACK! We tried! We tried so hard! But it just wouldn't fit! What kind of a husband can't make love to his own wife?!"

He continued his blubbering and Applejack internally squirmed head to hoof. This was the single most uncomfortable she'd ever been in her fucking life. "Now now. There there," she said as she pat him on the back. "We'll figure th~" Her revulsion increased by an order of magnitude when she noticed her brother's still unsheathed member laying lazily on her leg. She breathed a silent prayer to any god that would listen to just kill her now. Khorne raised his chain axe to strike, but Tzeentch and Slaanesh pulled his arm back down. Slaanesh delighted too dearly in her torment, and it wasn't according to Tzeentch's plan for her to die just yet.

The Plan

The next day Princess Twilight Sparkle entered the Crystal castle in the center of Ponyville as fast as her wings could carry her without causing a Twiboom. She found her friends already gathered in the map room waiting for her. Four of her friends stared at Applejack who leaned heavily on the table, her head in her hooves, her face pale and gaunt. She looked like she hadn't slept in days. Applejack had said it was an emergency and all her friends had assembled as fast as they could.

After a long moment of silence Twilight raised a hoof to speak, but Applejack, in a low voice, just above a whisper, said, "Big Macintosh is too big." She explained that her brother and his wife had gone off on their honeymoon, ever so generously donated by the princess, but when the time came to consummate the marriage it was like trying to pass a camel through the eye of a needle. When her story finished the assembled company, Fluttershy excluded, couldn't help but laugh. That is to say Twilight and Rarity gave the softest ladylike chuckle, and Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash guffawed heartily.

Applejack slammed her hooves into the table, and her voice cracked as she screamed, "IT AIN'T FUNNY!!!" The rest flinched back at the unexpected outburst. "Sugar Belle wanders about the house like a zombie, and Big Mac can't stop cryin! We've had to keep Applebloom at Scootaloo's so she don't get scarred for life by mah brother's constant." She couldn't even finish the sentence and shuddered violently. "Ah don't want mah brother to git unhitched over somethin like this. Ahm at the end a mah rope here gals. So please." The assembled ponies were honestly taken aback to see tears welling up in the corners of the usually indomitable farm pony's eyes. "PLEASE take this seriously."

Fluttershy managed to pull her hooves away from her beet red face long enough to walk over to Applejack and pat her consolingly on the back. The poor embarrassed pegasus was even less qualified to handle this situation than Applejack, but she was determined to help her friends. Somehow. Rainbow Dash donned her usual cocky grin. "Heck A.J. you're a country girl. Why don't you.~" The sound of a cannon going off echoed through the room. Rainbow Dash slowly turned her head to see that a large chunk of her Crystal throne,a chunk less than an inch from her head, was missing. Little chunks of Crystal dropping off to shatter on the floor. The whole table turned as one to see their friend displaying a countenance of pure murder, her hoof smoking from how hard she had launched the apple.

Twilight silently raised a magical barrier in front of the cowering pegasus. As an afterthought she raised a second magical shield in front of Pinkie Pie just to be safe. Upon further consideration she threw up a shield in front of the rest of them. No telling what might set Applejack off in this state. With that line of joke now thoroughly off the table the conversation could now get down to business. The business of how to fit a cannon into a mousehole.

Fluttershy recommended more snuggling. Rarity politely explained that that wouldn't help. Rainbow Dash, her lesson thoroughly learned, suggested asking Princess Cadence for her guidance. Rarity explained that this wasn't a love issue, it was a sex issue. Twilight sheepishly suggested. "Well. . . If it's a matter of biology and. . . Math. . . I have a few." She cleared her throat. "Tools to help her. . . Adjust. I get them from Celestia for." She suddenly got a distant look. "Certain studies."

Applejack ground her teeth, she knew Twilight meant well, but couldn't help but say. "Twalaght,I would remind y'all that this is mah kin we're discussin."

The suggestions ranged from the sensible to the. . . well the Pinkie Pie suggestions, but each was shot down by Rarity who grew more and more contemplative each moment. Finally Applejack got fed up with Rarity's lack of input and finally asked, "Well consarnit Rares! Whut's yer idea? Seein as yer apparently yer the expert!"

Rarity said nothing. She rose and slowly walked to the window. She stood there silently for a long moment. Even Applejack in her emotional state could see just how bothered Rarity was. She walked to her friend and put a hoof on her shoulder, "Rares?"

Rarity sighed hard. "I know who to call." She looked away. "But it won't be pleasant. Neither for me. Nor for anypony else."

Applejack frowned. "Rare, just what part uh any uh this is pleasant," she said with a sneer. "Iffin y'all know somepony who can help us, then out with it!"

They resumed their seats at the table and Rarity explained there was a pony she knew. She used the word acquaintance, but the word came out hard, and everypony could see that there was more to the story. This pony was a counselor of sorts, somepony who deals with situations exactly like this professionally. Rarity knew what was about to happen and steeled herself for the backlash. She inhaled deeply. "A sex therapist." The sound of a cannon was once again heard and Twilight winced at stopping something moving faster than the speed of sound. The smoldering remains of a smashed apple floated less than a foot from Rarity's face.

"Don't y'all think fer one second that I'm havin some prevert interferin with the sanctity uh mah brother's marriage bed." Applejack growled.

Rarity slammed her hooves into the table. "Jacqueline! Do you want to save your brother's marriage or not?!" She barked.

Applejack spat back, "Uh course Ah.~"

"Then this is the way it's done. And you'll have the decency to allow your brother and sister in law to get the help they need!" Rarity scolded.

Applejack sat back uncertain. "But Rares!" Applejack shook her head. "Ah just caint have somepony. . . Doin that with mah kin." Tears started to well up in Applejack's green eyes again.

Rarity stood up and came around the table. "Darling, she's not going to do anything sexual with your family. I promise. She's just going to walk your brother and Sugar Belle through the process together, and teach them how to." She fished for a moment for the right phrasing. "Get everything where it needs to be, as it were."

Applejack was still uncertain and her face grew hard. "There's somethin y'all ain't tellin us."

Rarity looked around and saw that everypony, Fluttershy included, was nodding stern faced at her. She sighed hard. "We have a history together her and I. I'd prefer not to get into it." Everypony saw just how deep the hurt in Rarity's face went. Her face hardened into a look of ironclad determination. "But I'm certain there's nopony more qualified to help than. . ." Rarity realized that this would be the first time she'd said that pony's name since they split up all those years ago.

"Throbbing Heart."

The Meeting

Applejack worked to keep her mind busy. She cleaned out the pig pens, she swept the barn, she organized the apples by colour and size. Anything to keep her mind off of the uncomfortable ordeal in front of her. It had been like pulling teeth to get her to agree to hire a. . . Applejack still shuddered at the title. "Sex therapist." "More lahk a prevert to get mah kin to do all manner of unnatral~"

She was cut off in her grumbling by the second most beautiful pony she'd ever laid eyes on standing less than a foot in front of her, golden eyes staring intensely, horn glowing softly. She was a curvaceous white unicorn, with a body that screamed sensuality. Her cutie mark was of a large topped heart, but it had an odd line half way down the middle that made it look more like something else heart shaped. Her mane and tail were the same dark gold as her eyes, which seemed tired. Her whole body seemed to have a weary grace about it that only added to her charm. Applejack couldn't find her words with her standing so close, but the unicorn backed her up into the wall as she spoke in an intense rising undertone in her seductive voice. "Do what?" she said slowly lowering her head to Applejack's neck.

The earth pony's mind revolted at the licentious scene, but her body yielded without resistance to the mare's advances. "Get them addicted to perverted fetishes?" She kissed Applejack's neck softly. The earth pony failed to stifle a soft moan. "Ensnare then in an adulterous cabal?" She trailed down Applejack's tone stomach, kissing her all the way down to her ever moistening marehood. The farm pony's head was spinning. The unicorn's face was inches away from her exposed glistening lips. She could feel her breath on her crotch as she spoke. "Convince them to watch as their spouses are taken in front of them by strange ponies."

Applejack tried to say something but her body went rigid as she felt the strange unicorns tongue connect with her clitoris. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her back arched as this unknown mare dragged her tongue in small circles around Applejack's under appreciated love button. She dragged her tongue painfully slowly up and down the farm pony's lips. Small moans escaped the earth pony when the unicorn slipped her talented tongue into her marehood and probed around as if searching for something, but not being in any hurry to find it.

Applejack heard a voice in her head. "Let's see what you like." Suddenly visions flashed through the farm pony's mind of all manner of lewd and perverted sex acts. Here her being the center piece in a circle of very enthusiastic zebras, there her being led around on a leash like a dog. As soon as she would picture a scene though, it would suddenly change. As if she was being offered anything that her lewdest fantasies could crave, but her mind kept rejecting what was offered. The tongue sped up it's spiraling movement around Applejack's swollen clit as the intruder in her mind narrowed in on what Applejack's body truly desired. The farm pony didn't even try to resist now, her hips grinding forward, giving full access to whatever this lustful mare was willing to give her. She felt the pressure building as the mental image became clearer and clearer. The mare between her legs seemed to become excited at the prospect of finding what this pent up mare's deepest desire was, and she started to gently nibble on her prey's tender clit. The mental image became crystal clear and just before she was about to climax, Applejack screamed, "OH RARITY!"

The unicorn's ears shot forward and her eyes snapped open, and suddenly Applejack realized there was nopony in the barn but her. She panted heavily, every nerve on edge from being so near to sexual gratification then being denied. She looked around in dumbstruck astonishment. Where did she go? Who was that? Was any of that real? Applejack slowly removed her back from the wall and looked down to the hay on the floor to see a small puddle of her love juices staring back at her.

She jumped at the noise of somepony knocking at the open barn door. "Bienvenue? 'Ello? Miss Applejack are you in- Ah there you are. Hello my name is Throbbing Heart. You may call me T.H. if you like." The newcomer said in a bright cheery tone, her accent reminiscent of the spa ponies or photo finish. Applejack was confounded by having to try to do several things at once. She had to move to stand over the puddle she'd made, she had to snatch her hat off of her head to hide her drenched thighs and legs, and she had to try to stutter a startled greeting to the-

"Just wait a gosh dern second! Yer the pony who just-" Applejack began but was interrupted by Pinkie Pie appearing from behind her.

"Did what? Say hello? Extend a hoof. Walk inside? Huh huh huh?" She said bounding around the mortified earth pony, still holding her hat to her uncomfortably moistened nether regions. "Silly Applejack! That's not where you wear a hat. Quit being such a silly filly and come say hi to the LooOooove Doctor," Pinkie said in a sensual voice, nudging the bright red Applejack with her elbow.

Applejack's embarrassment evaporated at that thought. Her voice dropped two octaves. "Y'all are the sex therapist?" she growled.

"Yeah huh! She's gonna help your brother get his winkie in Sugar's kitchen si-" Pinkie's ramble was cut off by Applejack wrapping her lasso around the pink pony's throat.

Applejack growled malevolently, "THAT'S who we're trustin to assist mah KIN?!" she said tightening the noose.

Pinkie Pie in typical Pinkie Pie fashion coughed. "Yeah huh." In a strangled voice, face turning blue."

Pinkie Pie was saved from being murdered by Rarity levitating the lasso off of her throat. "APPLEJACK! NONE OF THAT!" she barked. "This is already going to be unpleasant enough, and you being fussy won't solve anything."

Applejack turned to snarl at Rarity but suddenly her own voice shouting, "OH RARITY!" echoed in her mind. Her face went beet red and she turned to see the golden maned unicorn's horn stop glowing. Throbbing Heart winked at her and the enraged farm pony was suddenly silenced. Pinkie Pie, having learned nothing, leaned in and in the world's worst stage whisper said, "They used to bang. Don't bring it up!"

All three mares glared at her and she was suddenly snatched away by Rainbow Dash. "Pinkie! Stop trying to get yourself killed."

The pink pony snorted. "Better ponies than them have tried!"

Twilight corralled the six other ponies, and they all crowded into the Apple family's living room. Granny Smith in her rocking chair, the unfortunate couple holding hooves limply on the couch, the mane six standing in a semi circle around them, and Throbbing Heart sitting placidly sipping tea in an arm chair across from them.

Big Macintosh seethed, barely contained fury emanated from him at what was proposed. "We. Ain't. Doin. It," he growled.

Twilight tried to reason with the stubborn stallion. "Now Big Mac, we know this is a bit awkward, but-"

"Y'ALL DON'T KNOW NUTHIN!" he roared. "We don't need no help!"

Granny Smith cowed the raging husband back down beside his wife. "Easy there bucko easy."

Applejack sighed hard. "Brother, y'all can't go on like this. We can't have y'all." She looked up and away. "Hangin out all the time all over the house." Everypony but Sugar Belle and Throbbing Heart looked away from Big Macintosh's once again unsheathed member and Fluttershy fainted. "Now Rarity says." She had to clear her throat at the memory of what had occurred in the barn. "That this here doctor can help, and she ain't gonna do nothin unnatural or immoral 'gainst y'all."

Rarity took up the discussion. "That's right. She's a doctor and is very professional in her work."

Big Mac didn't budge an inch. "This is a private matter, and I don't appreciate y'all makin it everypony's business APPLEJACK!"

"If everypony could leave the room please." Throbbing Heart's voice cut through the tense air of the conversation like a knife. "Mr. Macintosh is absolutely right. This is a private matter, and you are dismissed."

The mane six looked from one to another uncertainly, but Twilight finally said, "Come on girls," and they filed out, Granny Smith taking a concerned look back, then shutting the door behind her.

Big Macintosh begrudgingly thanked the good doctor. "You're quite welcome. Now Mr. Macintosh, I know this is a very tender subject, but I think you'll come to trust me if you know a little more about me and what I do. My name is Throbbing Heart, Doctor of Psychology. I've helped over fifty couples with my counseling, and I'm batting about two to three for success." Her mood darkened slightly. "A long time ago I let sex ruin the very best relationship I ever had, and after that I swore an oath to never let it happen to anypony ever again."

Big Mac sighed. "Now Mrs Heart, I don't wanna be down on what y'all do fer a livin, but taint right to have somepony else involved in the marriage bed."

Throbbing Heart put down her tea and smiled. "That's exactly why I do what I do." She flashed her golden eyes and immaculate smile at the young couple. "I love marriage. I do whatever I can to save relationships. I can tell just how much you love each other, and I'd hate to see the two of you split up by what should be the greatest blessing of your marriage. For the record your problem is the exact opposite of my normal fare. Usually it's stallions attempting to throw a hot dog down a hallway but you two." She chuckled to herself. "Well." She tilted her head in acknowledgement of Big Mac's burgeoning erection. His face went pink, and he tried, and failed, to hide it under his hooves. "Now Mr. Macintosh, I believe you think I'm going to be physical with either you or your wife. Am I correct?"

Big Macintosh's frown grew. He sighed hard. "Call me Big Mac," he said mirthlessly.

Heart smiled. "Thank you Big Mac, now." She removed a few pieces of paper from a small brown leather portfolio she had brought with her. "You and I will both sign an agreement that at no point will I ever touch you or your wife in a sexual way."

Big Mac's eyebrows raised at that. "Well that's very nice ma'am but that's not exactly the issue."

"Please, call me T.H. Miss T.H." she said smiling.

Big Macintosh sighed again. "T.H. it's not just a matter of y'all touchin or observin or nuthin like that it's. . . It's!" He looked up and away.

"You think you're not a good husband if you have to get help," she said plaintively.

Big Mac's eyes started up with tears. "YE HE HE HEEEES." Sugar Belle patted him on the back as he bawled. "WHUT KIND OF A HUSBANS AM I IFFIN I NEED Y'ALL TO SHOW ME HOW TO MAKE LOVE TO MY OWN WIFE?!' His sobs shook the whole living room.

"Mac n cheese?" Sugar Belle cooed.

"Yes." He sniffled. "Sugar pie hi hi hi hi"

She took his hooves in her own. "I want to be a good wife to you. I want to be able to please you, and right now I just don't know how to do that. Now this lady's willing to help us, and I know I need her help. Please husband? Please let me be a good wife to you?" Her eyes filled with tears and Big Mac's heart melted.

"And after we're done your relationship will be healthier, stronger and much." She giggled softly. "More satisfying."

Sexy Paperwork

The young couple set their luggage down in their hut and took in the surroundings. Twilight had once again very generously donated a week's vacation, this time at a lovely resort in Haywaii, royal fiat has its privileges. The couple had their own hut right on the waterfront. If they wanted at anytime, they could simply leap over the railing and into the beautiful blue ocean below. Not to mention the huts were far enough away that nopony could hear anypony else if things got romantic. Being friends with royalty had its perks.

Our couple however could only enjoy the scenery in passing as they were far too nervous about the ordeal ahead. They loved each other very much, and had promised whole heartedly to see this through to the end; but the idea of having somepony watching and instructing them on how to make love was still the single most awkward thing either of them had ever had to deal with. Just as they got settled Throbbing Heart entered through the still open door greeting them cheerily. "Ello you two! So let's get started right away. The first part's the worst part, and it's good to get it out of the way as quickly as possible.

Sugar Belle went through a short panic. "Uum what? Now? Right now?! I mean we j-just got here. Don't we wanna get accommodated, or take in the uh the uh the uh."

Heart donned a mischievous, seductive smile. She started strutting towards Sugar Belle letting lust drip from every word.
"Oh don't worry my dear. I'm here to walk you through it hoof in hoof," she said slowly backing Sugar Belle up against the wall. The young bride started to breath heavily, and for reasons she couldn't explain, she was starting to feel herself getting excited. She would never cheat on Big Mac though right? And this mare had promised that she wouldn't do anything sexual to them hadn't she? But in this state Sugar Belle couldn't have said no if she'd wanted to. This pony, this mare that had convinced them to go to a secluded hut, on an island, where nopony could hear them. Was it all an elaborate trap?

Big Mac ground his teeth. He'd known this mare was shifty. Making moves on his wife. He'd show her. He made the motion of sliding a sleeve up his massive foreleg, and stomped forward ready to throw this seducer out by her mane and tail, when suddenly a gigantic stack of papers landed in his hooves. Big Mac for all his prodigious strength staggered under its weight.

Throbbing Heart giggled and released the quivering bride from her sensual clutches. "Just teasing dears." She levitated the large stack of papers back out of Big Mac's hooves and sat down on a chair by a small writing table. She divided the column of paper into two large stacks and levitated one over to the young couple. "What's all this?" Sugar Belle asked, turning over one of the papers in the immense pile.

"Legal paperwork." Back in Canterlot, Princess Twilight Sparkle's ear pricked up, she suddenly felt like she was missing something deliciously tedious. "This is a very delicate process with many moving parts, so I need proven informed consent. So before I begin I must go over all of this with you and explain every last detail of the process, and get your permission to do so. Each individual part signed. In duplicate. One for my records, and one for yours." The paperwork itself had been drawn out for her gratis by a client of her's whom she'd counseled. A lawyer and his wife who were on the brink of an atomic divorce but with her counselling were still madly in love, and on their sixth foal.

The three spent the entire morning going over volumes of head spinning legal jargon that we need not repeat here, save for a few interesting episodes. The young couple balked that this unicorn was asking for their explicit permission to "probe their minds." "Why do y'all need to see into are brains?!" Big Mac had shouted incredulously.

"I need to be able to see your sexual history from a first person perspective. A pony can lie about what they have and haven't done, so it's necessary to see first hoof what you've experienced, and more importantly, how you feel about it. This process is more psychological than physical. Remember, most of arousal is in the mind.''

A short time later it was Sugar Belle's turn to spring to her hooves in disbelief. "NO! I ABSOLUTELY WILL NOT GIVE YOU PERMISSION TO CONTROL MY BODY!"

Consummate professional that Throbbing Heart was, didn't even flinch at the shocked outburst. "Mrs. Macintosh, the spell for passive kinesthetic control is a very delicate spell that is broken the second the host body desires." At that moment a room service pegasus wheeled in lunch, and her face went beet red at recognizing Throbbing Heart.

"Oh! Umm hello Throbs! I umm." She turned her face away and fanned her burning cheeks with her wing. "I didn't know YOU were in! You should've let us know you'd be coming by."

Throbbing Heart smiled placidly. "Grass Skirt, would you mind kindly demonstrating P.K.C. to the young couple here?"

The flustered pegasus beamed. "Oh I didn't know you were working. Of course! I'd be delighted!" she said enthusiastically.

"Marvelous! Now the Apple couple here is strictly off limits do you understand?"

"Of course!" Grass Skirt said with a hint of reproach in her tone. "You know I'd never interfere with your work."

"Splendid," Throbbing Heart said as her horn lit up and Grass Skirt's eyes gained a golden ring around them. The pegasus began to giggle as she was puppeted to pat her head and rub her stomach. She went to the lunch tray she'd brought in and picked up the little candle in its glass globe. She made like she was about to drink the hot wax, but suddenly stopped, and the golden ring around her eyes disappeared.

"Now why didn't you drink the wax?" the unicorn said nonchalantly.

"Because it would burn me." The pegasus said matter-of-factly.

"Quite right. Now again?'' the unicorn asked, and the pegasus nodded fervently. She rather enjoyed Throbbing Heart's tricks. The golden ring reappeared around Grass Skirt's eyes and she walked slowly over to Throbbing Heart. The two began to kiss deeply, exploring each other's mouths with their tongues, both moaning softly as they did so. The Apple couple couldn't help but stare at the lewd display, faces flushed, both growing uncomfortably aroused at the sight.

After an overlong moment of enjoying each other's flavour, they disconnected and Grass Skirt walked slowly over to Big Macintosh, who awkwardly tried to hide his burgeoning erection behind a throw pillow. She lifted his muzzle with a wing tip and turned her head to kiss him, but before their faces met the gold ring from her eyes vanished, and she stopped her advance. Her face lit up in a grin, and she giggled hard. "Now why didn't you kiss him?" the unicorn asked.

"Because you just said he was off limits." She said, still giggling.

"But you kissed me." The sex therapist said in a mock accusing tone.

The pegasus face lit up again and she giggled. "That's because I very much enjoy kissing you," she said, bashfully turning her face away.

"Hmm yes I know." Throbbing Heart chuckled. "Now if you would please excuse us," she said, and she slapped Grass Skirt's petite ass with her magic.

The pegasus yelped, and turned towards the couple who had been held hostage by this lewd demonstration. "Don't you two worry about a thing." She took Sugar Belle's hooves in her own. "You're in very VERY capable hooves." Throbbing Heart winked at the pegasus, and she exited, letting her ass sway just a bit more than normal. "Don't forget to look me up before you go 'kay?" she called back over her shoulder.

The three finished their paperwork shortly after lunch, and the mentally exhausted ponies groaned for joy at the ordeal being passed. Sugar Belle stretched her muscles, sore from sitting in the same position for so long. "So now what happens?" she asked, too tired to care about the possibility of now being the moment of truth.

"Now the two of you are in the perfect state of mind and body to go relax. I need the two of you calm and passive for the sexual history probe, and now I bet a massage sounds heavenly no? So go and get pampered, and I'll come find you later."
The Apple couple were surprised at this pony's tact. She'd killed two birds with one stone. She needed them relaxed for the next step in the process, and all they wanted in the world right now was to relax.

The couple made their way to the spa and got a full treatment. Coats groomed, mud baths, the tiniest pixy of a pony to walk on Sugar Belle's back, and a gigantic mare from Stalliongrad to stomp heavily on Big Macintosh's hardened muscles. Years of stress and tension melted away under their skilled hooves and suddenly the whole ordeal seemed somehow less daunting. Just as our young couple felt too relaxed to move they saw Throbbing Heart enter and give somepony one last lingering farewell kiss. "Ah I see you two are comfortable."

"Howdy m~" Big Macintosh said while trying and failing to get up from the massage table. "Uuuh sorry ma'am. Can't quite summon the will to rise just yet," he said, mildly embarrassed.

"Oh that's perfectly fine. It's better to do so while still at the most relaxed. That's why I prefer to do it in massage rooms. I can't tell you how many times I've had to hire private masseuses just to help my clients relax and open their minds. So just lay your head back down and we can begin."

Sugar Belle looked pensively at the sex therapist. "So umm. . . What's gonna happen to us." She'd paid attention during the explanation of the paperwork but she was still a bit hazy on the details.

Throbbing Heart smiled. "It's very simple. I'm going to comb through your memories specifically related to sex or arousal backwards chronologically. From your most recent stiffies, to your first wet dreams, to when you got the talk. Big Mac, I assume you'd like to go first. Just to make sure your wife isn't going to have to do something you wouldn't want her to have to go through."

The stolid earth pony thought on this proposition for a moment. "Eeyup."

Sugar Belle, still lying on her massage table, reached over and took Big Mac's hoof in her own. "Good luck Mac n Cheese."

Big Mac smiled. "Ah love you Sugar Booger."

Throbbing Heart couldn't help but tear up at the saccharine sweetness of the moment. "That's what it's all about isn't it. Alright Big Mac, just relax. Here we go." She shut her eyes and touched her lit horn to the top of Big Mac's head. She stood there for several seconds breathing lightly then stumbled away as if confused. "HUH?!" She asked bewildered.
The young couple looked at her then at each other in concern. They asked what's wrong and she responded. "No no! It's fine I. . . I just must have done the spell wrong. One moment just. . . Just let me try again."

She repeated the action and then jerked back as if startled. "That can't be!" She grabbed Big Mac's face and looked him intensely in the eyes. "Mr Macintosh, are you seriously telling me you had NO SEXUAL HISTORY before this mare?"

Big Macintosh seemed more startled than embarrassed as he answered, "Eenope. That's sumpin ya does ta yer spouse. Twerent no fuss er nuthin."

The sex therapist wasn't satisfied. "But NOTHING?! SERIOUSLY?! No awkward boner at the swimming hole, no wet dreams of your sister's friends, just NOTHING?!" she screamed.

Big Macintosh's demeanor didn't change. "Eenope."

Throbbing Heart put a hoof to her heart and staggered back several steps. She fell backwards onto her haunches and stared at the giant earth pony. The couple once again exchanged worried looks. Sugar Belle asked. "Is that bad?"

Throbbing Heart looked in surprise at the question and quickly shook her head. "No no no! Nothing like that. Nothing bad. It's just. . . To think that a pony with a clearly healthy sex drive can go a lifetime without ever having one sexual experience it's." She fished for the right metaphor. "It's like seeing a pony who'se been bed ridden their whole life getting up and dancing a jig, with no muscular atrophy. It's just. . . Odd. Mrs Macintosh, you should consider yourself a very VERY lucky mare. To have found a big strong husband who'se never known the love of another mare." She said in a suggestive voice, "Not to mention his other qualities. If I didn't see it with my own eyes I wouldn't believe it."

Sugar Belle smiled and retook her husband's hoof. "Yes, I'm the luckiest mare in the world." The two shared a long loving look and sighed contentedly.

Throbbing Heart put her game face back on. "Well that went much. . . MUCH faster than anticipated, so now it's your turn ma'am."

Sugar Belle's face became determined. "I'm ready." She nodded at her husband who nodded back.

"Very good! Now just relax," the sex therapist said as her horn glowed again, and she touched it gently to Sugar Belle's head. She looked and saw herself and Grass Skirt kissing and smiled that it had aroused both her and her husband. She looked back further to the tragic night of their first honeymoon. Everything had been perfect, they'd kissed deeply his massive member had. HOLY CELESTIA! IT'S LIKE A FIFTH LEG! The terror she felt by proxy was unnerving. They hadn't done any foreplay, which seeing Big Mac's history was not surprising, but she had been more than wet enough, but even with the right amount of preparation there was no way in tartarus that that monster was going to fit in that hole without assistance.

She looked back further and saw Sugar Belle's days in Starlight Glimmer's cult and. She once again disconnected violently and had to try hard not to vomit. "Starlight Glimmer is A MONSTER!" she screamed once she'd regained her composure. "That colt will have trust issues for the rest of his life! If he ever walks again."

Sugar Belle held up her hooves defensively. "I know she was evil back then, but she's changed. Now she's good!"

Throbbing Heart rounded on Sugar Belle. "No! What she did was criminal, and she needs to be punished for it. First thing when you get back you need to tell Princess Twilight to have her arrested!" She shuddered violently, but tried to regain her composure. "Alright let's continue." She reconnected her thoughts to the chain of memories and slipped past. . . THAT. . . That poor colt. She saw her school days and intense make out sessions with coltfriends, which did get hot and heavy, but they never went all the way.

She saw lonely nights with posters of celebrity ponies, though it once again surprised her to see that Sugar Belle had never figured out the art of flicking the bean. These two belonged together. She dimmed her horn and the three looked at each other. "Well Mr and Mrs Macintosh, I can say unequivocally that you two are the perfect couple. Neither one of you has had an orgasm, and you are adorably in love. I have no doubt in my mind this task will be a success.

The young couple cheered and embraced. "Now you two, feel free to enjoy your evening and we'll reconvene after dinner at your hut tomorrow. I on the other hoof NEED something after that." She levitated both masseuses away from the desk and out the door with her. The young couple couldn't help but chuckle.

Extercourse

The young couple slept late into the morning and had a delightful day at the resort. They chased each other on the beach, they scuba dived, they dried off on the beach in the sun whispering sweet nothings to each other, they ate delicious meals prepared by world class chefs. Twilight was getting a very sincere thank you when they got home.

After dinner they steeled themselves for what was to cum. They found Throbbing Heart already waiting for them in their hut. "So," Sugar Belle began sheepishly, "What happens now?"

Throbbing Heart had to fight hard to suppress her grin. "Now you clop."

The young couple leaned forward, bug eyed in surprise. "Scuse y'all? Ah thought y'all was supposed to get us to make love to each other, not ourselves."

The sex therapist's smile didn't falter. "Yes, but before you can know each other's bodies, you have to know your own. So today you will learn the joys of Extercourse." She clapped her hooves together in excitement. "Mrs. Macintosh, we'll start with you today."

The young bride flinched back in surprise. "ME?! But I uuh. . ." She grasped for any straw she could. "I thought the husband was supposed to go first to uh, to uh, make sure his wife wasn't going to have to do anything he wouldn't do right?"

Throbbing Heart had to fight hard to suppress her urge to tackle this adorably bashful mare. "In that instance yes, but for now your husband needs your help in getting properly aroused." She violated personal space etiquette, getting almost muzzle to muzzle with Sugar Belle. "Don't you want to show off for your husband?"

The two turned to see Big Mac's face turned away, glowing pink, unsheathed erection beginning to twitch. The two stared for a moment as it throbbed. Sugar Belle thought it looked even bigger than the first time she saw it. Throbbing Heart thought to herself "It's moments like this that I love my job."

Big Mac wouldn't have been able to put it into words but he did very much want to see his wife play with herself. Sugar Belle couldn't have put it into words, but the idea of being ogled by her husband thrilled and terrified her. She inhaled deeply to compose herself and climbed onto the bed. She fiddled with her hooves nervously as Throbbing Heart sat Big Mac down in a chair at the end of the bed and took a seat in the corner of the room out of her line of sight. "So uhhm. . . What do I. . . Do?" Sugar Belle asked, unable to take her eyes off of her husband's throbbing member.

"Now you relax, and let me do the work." Her horn glowed and Sugar Belle felt her limbs move unbidden. She shuddered violently at the unfamiliar sensation.

"What was that?!" She shouted, shaking her limbs out.

Throbbing Heart couldn't help but giggle. "That my dear was passive kinesthetic control. You just focus on your husband's. . . " Consummate professional that she was, Throbbing Heart couldn't help but be distracted by Big Macintosh's member. Even still not fully hard it was still a daunting sight. Throbbing Heart knew she had her work cut out for her to get that monster to fit anywhere, much less into this cute little mare. She cleared her throat. "Ahem. I move for you, your body learns the muscle memory, and you can relax and focus on having a good time. Shall we begin?" Throbbing Heart chuckled internally. Sugar Belle didn't answer as she was also tantalized by her husband's glistening stallionhood.

Her horn lit again and Sugar Belle's hooves once again moved unbidden towards her nether regions. Her heart raced at the sensation of having somepony controlling her actions in such a lewd way. Her hoof connected ever so gently with her swollen clit and her back arched slightly. Her mind relaxed as the magic moved her hooves in small circles. Her breathing got heavier and heavier and she felt her juices leaking out onto the bed spread. Her unused hoof strayed to her breast and began to gently tease her sensitive nipple. Her gaze never left her husband's now fully erect cock, precum leaking slowly out of the tip.

Big Mac had always been attracted to Sugar Belle, but this was something entirely different. Even on their first honeymoon when they went to make love for the first time there hadn't been this degree of raw animal desire. He stared at the display his wife was making and it was difficult not to simply pounce onto her. He watched as she stroked her clitoris side to side and his cock twitched every time she failed to stifle one of her airy moans.

He was mildly surprised when he suddenly heard Throbbing Heart's voice in his head. "Well Mr. Macintosh, won't you join her?" Despite his lust for his wife he couldn't help but turn to look at the sex therapist sitting in the corner. He saw her lips didn't move as she said, "Shhhh! Don't talk. Just relax and let me take over. Now it's your turn to show off for your very special somepony." He heard her lewd chuckle in his mind, and his hooves began to move to his throbbing cock.

Throbbing Heart began to puppet his hoof into wrapping around his member like an extra large cider mug and begin stroking it up and down. His aching stallionhood rejoiced at finally getting stimulation after being ceaselessly aroused for the last several days. Sugar Belle watched in awe as the veins on his cock stretched and contracted with its movements. Her arousal doubled and the movement of her hooves became even faster, she felt them press more firmly into her sensitive areas. She heard the sex therapist's voice in her mind say, "No need to hold back my dear. Let it out! Your husband wants to hear how good he makes you feel."

With that Sugar Belle began to moan loudly and raise her hips in the air to better show off to her husband. She wanted him to see every drop of love nectar that leaked out of her because of how much she loved him. Big Mac's hoof picked up speed and he couldn't help but grunt at the pleasure. His face felt like it was on fire as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him.

Throbbing Heart smiled to herself as she surreptitiously dropped the P.K.C. spell and let the pair take over the motions. Neither noticed the regained control as they were far too focused on each other. Both were pouring with sweat as they gained mutual pleasure from the display the other was making. Both instinctively knew something was building. A pressure neither of them was familiar with, but both knew just the same. Their breathing was laboured as they stroked their respective genitals, and finally with a violent shudder both orgasmed simultaneously. They both screamed out with pleasure as their love juices coated the other. Sugar Belle's vaginal fluid coated the red coated stallion, and Big Macintosh's thick cum lay in large puddles all over Sugar Belle's crotch, stomach, and face.

He collapsed to the floor twitching, and she lay sprawled out on the bed gasping for breath. They'd just shared their first orgasm, and it had been intense. Throbbing Heart had the delicacy to let them enjoy their after glow for a moment before saying, "Very VERY good you two. Now are you ready to continue?"

Both regained just enough composure to speak. "There's more?" Sugar Belle asked breathlessly.

Throbbing Heart grinned. "Oh yes my dears." Her eyes took on an almost predatory look. "SO MUCH MORE!"

She lifted the pair in her magic and placed Sugar Belle in Big Mac's lap, her legs spread. Big Mac's fifth leg pressed against her ass and reached almost up to her shoulder. She was about to ask what was going to happen, but the golden ring reappeared on Big Macintosh's eyes and he began to kiss her from behind. She relaxed into the kiss and felt her husband's giant hooves start to move towards her private bits. She tensed slightly, not believing that such powerful hooves could be capable of delicacy, but she heard the therapist's voice in her head, "Don't worry, that's what I'm here for."

Sugar Belle's back arched as his hooves began to rub her small tender nipples. She moaned through the kiss and was surprised to find her husband's tongue in her mouth. The golden ring appeared in her eyes and she started moving her tongue in sync with her husband's. His giant hoof pressed against her tender love button and began making small circles. Had the P.K.C. not been in effect she would've unintentionally wriggled away from the stimulating influence, but as it was all she could do was sit there and moan louder and louder as he rubbed.

Sugar Belle writhed with pleasure under her husband's touch. His large heavy hooves, though delicately pressed, still exerted more pressure than her own delicate hoof and her cute clit screamed under its attentions. Throbbing Heart once again cautiously dropped the P.K.C. spell, and was once again delighted to see her patented technique do its job. Big Mac stroked his wife's pussy like he'd been hoof fuckin bitches his whole life. Sugar Belle felt the pressure build again and her moans gained a higher and higher pitch. Throbbing Heart grinned and subtly resumed control of Big Mac's hooves.

She leaned him back and tilted Sugar Belle slightly up so that her spray would reach further. Sugar Belle screamed in ecstacy as her juices gushed out, but Throbbing Heart wasn't letting up. She made Big Mac's hoof rub violently back and forth across his wife's love button. She used big Mac's free hoof to hold her in place as he stroked hard on her clit, not letting the orgasm stop. Finally she went limp in his hooves, breathing heavily.

Throbbing Heart finally spoke out loud again. "Have fun?" she asked sarcastically, chuckling to herself. Sugar Belle couldn't answer, her eyes were glazed over and she panted heavily. Big Mac pecked her cheek and she eventually regained her senses. The sex therapist sat the groom down on the end of the bed and had Sugar Belle sit on the floor in front of him. She resumed her seat in the corner and the golden ring reappeared in the bride's eyes.

"Now let's see here," Throbbing Heart thought to herself. She reached up with Sugar Belle's hoof and the true magnitude of her task set in for her. His member dwarfed her tiny hoof. Even using both hooves she still couldn't wrap them all the way around the beast. She hated having to cheat, but this was a special case and Sugar Belle had the equipment to do so. Throbbing Heart lit the wife's horn and used her magic to press a wide circle around the husband's veiny cock.

Big Mac reflexatorily whinied at the unfamiliar sensation, but soon had to clench his teeth at the pleasure. Sugar Belle got an extreme close up of her husband's powerful member as her magic stroked it back and forth up and down. Her hooves were moved to her husband's massive balls and she marveled at their weight as she massaged them. Sugar Belle wondered how could Big Mac kick trees with these huge things in the way?

Throbbing Heart dropped the P.K.C. spell and was terribly pleased to see Sugar Belle begin to stroke herself with her hoof as she continued to stimulate her husband. She multitasked like a professional as she massaged his giant balls with the other hoof and continued to stroke his giant cock with her magic. Sugar Belle was gaining pleasure from the act of pleasing her husband and the sex therapist couldn't be prouder. She surreptitiously resumed control to put the finishing touches on.

Big Macintosh's breathing grew harder and his leftover cum started to leak out as the magic stroked faster and faster. He couldn't help but grunt at the pleasure, this was much better than his own hoof. Sugar Belle was leaned forward and she heard her own voice say. "Give it to me baby. Spray your load all over me!" Her face grew beet red, but she chose not to break the spell. One of her eyes was shut and her tongue was lolled out of her mouth in expectation. Both once again orgasmed simultaneously, and Sugar Belle got a face and manefull of thick hot cum. She gasped for breath after swallowing the little that got in her mouth, and the two panted heavily.

The young couple felt themselves move under her control once more and Sugar Belle placed her front hooves on the edge of the bed and her still quivering back hooves on the floor. She stuck her ass up into the air and raised her tail so her husband could see her sopping wet marehood again. His cock needed no urging as it stood straight out, firm as a steel girder. "This is it," they both thought, "Were finally going to do it right!"

Much to their surprise however Big Mac's fifth leg was not pressed against his wife's welcoming husband hole, instead sliding between her legs. "Oh not just yet, but bear with me we'll get there before you know it," the pair heard echo in their minds. "But don't worry you'll enjoy this. Trust me." Sugar Belle's back legs closed tightly against her husband's red hot meat log, causing it to press against her soaking wet lips. Big Mac's hooves were placed against the front of Sugar Belle's thighs, and he gently pulled her back against him causing his hard shaft to slide against her still twitching pussy.

The young bride felt herself twitch every time his seam slid over her lips and struck her clit. Big Mac found himself hypnotized by the sensation of his hips striking his wife's soft pliant ass as he thrusted. Sugar Belle had gotten so wet from her masturbation that his cock slid smoothly between her thighs and against her pussy. The two moaned together in rhythm with his thrusting, and soon Sugar Belle found herself rocking herself back against her husband in time with his thrusts.

Once again Throbbing Heart dropped the P.K.C. spell, and the young couple didn't notice. That was the benefit of passive kinesthetic control, it taught the subject the muscle memory of the action as they did it, so both ponies were thrusting, and moaning, and loving every second of it without having to think about what they were doing.

Again the same pressure built up in the lover's loins, and they began to move faster in anticipation. Sugar Belle backed herself against her husband harder and harder, and Big Mac thrusted faster and faster, grinding his ever hardening cock against his wife's dripping pussy lips. The two howled with pleasure as the orgasm washed over the two of them. Sugar Belle felt her husband's cock twitch against her pussy, and Big Mac felt his stallionhood doused with his wife's juices.

The two stood there shaking for several seconds, mouths agape, a silent howl seeping out of both. Throbbing Heart waited until just before they collapsed to levitate both of them in her magic, and arranged them on the bed in a spooning position. She sighed contentedly at a job well done. These two were going to be very VERY happy together. She decided she had earned a little treat and dipped the very tip of her hoof into one of the many pools of Big Macintosh's cum that now dotted the once passion red bed spread.

She slowly, sensually licked the cum off of her hoof and savoured its rich flavor. It tasted faintly of apples, she noted to herself. She sighed and shook her head at the young bride laying in her husband's forelegs. "Yes she is indeed a very lucky mare." She strutted out of the cabin and snatched up a pair of pool colts in her magic.

She needed something after that display.

Mouf Wuvins

Sugar Belle woke groggily in the early afternoon. Her throat was slightly sore, both from thirst at the sweaty ordeal of last night, and from moaning so loudly. She felt the tingle from her nether regions, and her husband's large powerful forelegs around her, and it hit her. They just had sex! Well sort of, but still! They'd caused each other to have orgasms, that was certainly something right?

Her moment of triumph was interrupted by the heavy stench of their love making hitting her nostrils, and she gagged at the overpowering smell. She quickly disconnected from her husband and exited the hut. She leaned over the railing and deeply inhaled the salty sea air. She got her breath back and took a minute to look out over the vast expanse. This place, this wonderful place. It truly was a beautiful sight. She watched the tide gently ripple against the deck.

She felt a large pair of forelegs wrap around her, and a large muzzle press a kiss into her cheek. "Mornin beautiful." She grinned as her stallion held her, and the two swayed gently. Her moment was once again interrupted by the heavy smell of coitus.

She gently disconnected from her husband and waved a hoof in front of her nose to clear the air. "Umm Lumpkin? Not to spoil a moment, but you should really take a shower." Big Mac grinned ear to ear and started to chuckle to himself. Sugar Belle stepped forward and tilted her head inquisitively. "What?" she asked, not understanding the joke. Big Mac said nothing, only pointing to the large splotches of dried jism on her face, stomach, and legs. She looked and her face lit up as red as her husband's. "CHEESE AND CRACKERS! We've got to bathe!" she said, trying to push past him back into the hut before anypony could see them. Big Mac however, simply lifted her off of her hooves with his powerful forelegs.

"Mac! You can't expect me to be seen like this!" she whined, darting her head around to make sure nopony was there.

"Eenope." he said trying to hide a smile.

"Then what are you, EEK!" Sugar Belle began, but was interrupted as she was tossed bodily over the railing and into the clear ocean below.

She surfaced just in time to hear his loud, "YEEEHAAAW!" as he cannonballed into the water. She pouted as he surfaced, but he just grinned at her. She couldn't stay mad at him, so she splashed the cool clear ocean water into his face. The two splashed, and laughed, and made a pair of absolute foals of themselves. They eventually sprawled out on the beach and let the hot tropical sun dry them as they whispered sweet nothings to each other.

They kissed gently on the beach, the rest of the world around them forgotten. Sugar Belle scrambled onto her husband, and the two kissed deeply, overwhelmed with love. Both felt a sudden pressure and quickly looked down to see Big Mac's burgeoning erection pressing against her lips. The young couple looked at each other embarrassed. They couldn't do it on the beach. . . Could they? Well this was a resort for honeymoons. . . And there was nopony on this part of the beach. . . But what if somepony came up and saw!

Sugar Belle glanced at the sea padding gently against the beach and Big Mac got the message. They galloped out into the water and reassumed the posture from last night. They kissed deeply and Sugar Belle squeezed Big Mac's cock with her thighs. Neither would believe it if you told them, but the public element of their deed excited them both.

The ocean slowed their motion, but that was no issue for Sugar Belle. Her back still arched as her husband's seam dragged across her folds and flicked her clit. Even in the water the giant earth pony could still feel his wife's juices against his member as he thrusted. She squeezed him tighter and tighter with her thighs and her mind went blank. She moaned loudly, no longer caring if anypony heard. She loved her husband, she loved his giant cock, and she didn't care who knew it.

Finally she felt the pressure mount, and she backed up against him harder and harder. Here it came, that sensation again. She gasped for breath and rode his dick as fast as she could move in the water. She snapped backwards as the climax hit her, and twitched violently as her juices mixed with the ocean water around them. She started to slump down coming off of the orgasm, but she went rigid again as her husband's grip on her thighs didn't loosen. He wasn't done, and he wasn't stopping.

Sugar Belle felt her overstimulated clit screaming as he continued to thrust his fifth leg between her thighs. She wanted to squirm away but couldn't find the muscle coordination to do so. She was helpless as her massive stallion used her for his pleasure. He dug his hooves into her and she felt his hot breath on her neck while he rammed her from behind. She felt the ocean water splash up her back every time his hips met her soft ass, and she loved every second of it.

She resumed her end of the dance, thrusting against him as hard as she could, feeling his cock get harder and harder. She felt him getting close and she was nearing the end again as well. She ground her lips as hard as she could against him and felt every vein in her husband's giant member stand out as it rubbed her lips and clit.

She didn't want his juices to be wasted though, so she lifted the tip of his dick just over the water line with her magic. "Come on big boy. Let it out for me. I wanna see you spray it out all over the beach," she screamed as she squeezed him as tight as she could. He was deafened by a reflexatory refrain of, "I love you! I LOVE YOU! III LOOOVE YOUUUU!" as they both orgasmed simultaneously.

Big Mac sprayed a white geyser that floated on the surface of the ocean. Sugar Belle didn't stop her motion, wanting to squeeze out every drop of her husband's love. Gush after gush flowed out of his cock and she couldn't get enough of it. Finally the two slumped down into the water exhausted from the ordeal. They let the cool clean ocean water cradle them, and Big Macintosh took his wife in his massive forelegs. They kissed gently, feeling very satisfied with each other.

After a moment Big Macintosh coughed and had trouble clearing his throat. "Umm Sugar -cough- Pie? How's about a -choke- drink?" She tried to swallow, but found her mouth and throat coated with dried saliva. The young couple walked hoof in hoof to one of the resort restaurants and they downed glass after glass of water to replenish their lost fluids.

Sugar Belle let her head rest against her husband's massive shoulder muscle, and Big Mac rested his head on hers. It had been a very good trip already. They sat and ate and chatted until Sugar Belle let out a small noise of appreciation at a particularly sweet morsel. The small noise she made was processed by Big Mac's brain as a pleasure moan, and suddenly something hit the table from underneath.

Big Mac's red face turned pink and Sugar Belle whispered, "Really? Already?" She looked to see that yes indeed, her husband's fifth leg was pressed against the table and twitching. Even though she'd just had it she couldn't help staring like a hungry dog at his long stallion meat. She felt herself moisten, and suddenly wished they weren't in a crowded restaurant. She covered his awkward state by levitating several menus around him and they stealthily slipped out of the restaurant.

The walk helped him to relax, to her slight disappointment, and they decided to try some of the other resort amenities. Every time they tried however, one or the other, or both, would get uncomfortably aroused and they would have to shuffle off awkwardly. They joined a pick up game of volleyball with one of the other couples, but Sugar Belle couldn't focus on the game, she focused rather on her husband's rippling muscles, glistening in the afternoon sun. They tried to dance to the delightful tribal music, but Big Mac had to snatch a straw hat off of a pony's head to cover himself when he saw his wife's swaying flanks. She would have denied it had she been asked, but Big Mac would swear she was shaking her plot more than when she normally danced.

At dinner they couldn't think of anything else. They couldn't even focus on their meals, rather staring at each other, each wanting to pounce on the other right there at the table. Finally they both got fed up and said, "We need to go. NOW!" and galloped off towards their hut. Big Mac bucked in the door and they found Throbbing Heart already waiting for them.

"Well! I see somepony's excited for therapy," she said nodding towards his still unretracted penis flopping lazily as he moved. The mood instantly evaporated. Both were still intimidated by the ordeal ahead of them. She waved them in and they shut the door behind them. Sugar Belle noticed the smell of sex had dissipated and the stained bedding had been replaced. She felt mildly guilty at the idea of somepony having to clean up after them. She would be happier when they could make love in the comfort and privacy of their own home. "So shall we begin?" Throbbing Heart asked coyly in her perpetually seductive voice.

"Now jus hole on one second there ma'am," Big Mac called out. Both unicorns tilted their heads at the unexpected delay. "Last night y'all spoke without usin yer lips. How'd y'all do that?" he asked in a tone not of anger, but of genuine curiosity. It had bothered him all day but he had been too horny to remember until now.

The sex therapist giggled and both heard her enchanting chuckle in their minds rather than with their ears. She spoke, again not using her mouth, "Well if you recall you DID give me access to your minds. In this case for telepathic communication." She pulled out the tower of paperwork and the young couple cringed in fear at the memory of the ordeal. "AH! Here we are." She levitated a single page over to them. "Both of you signed right there allowing me to use telepathy."

Sugar Belle shook her hooves. "Well why? We're right here. Why don't you just talk to us?"

Throbbing Heart chuckled slightly. She spoke again, this time actually using her mouth. "Well it's a bit difficult getting somepony to listen over the sound of loud moaning."

Sugar Belle heard herself scream "Spray it out all over the beach!" loudly in her head, and her face lit up.

Throbbing Heart continued, "But this way is less distracting. Especially if I need to tell somepony something without the other noticing until it happens. There are such things as pleasant surprises in love making." She winked. "Now you two were champing at the bit all afternoon. How'd you like to get started?"

Both looked at her in surprise. They both thought without saying, "How did you?" and both were cut off by Throbbing Heart's telepathic voice chuckling. "It's not a huge resort. I saw you throughout the day. I felt so bad that the two of you were so pent up. So let's learn a little trick to ~"

"Stop!" the young couple shouted as one. Sugar Belle pleaded. "You don't need to use telepathy when we're just talking." She looked away. "It's weird."

Throbbing Heart looked slightly sheepish. "Oh! Sorry sorry! Terrible old habit. Now no more delays." She lifted both ponies onto the bed. "Today we will learn to use our mouths." The two blushed, but sidled up to each other and began to kiss gently. Soon they got into it and Sugar Belle began to moan gently at the motions of her husband's tongue in her mouth. Big Macintosh heard the sex therapist's voice in his head say, "Now start a trail of kisses down her neck and to her lovely lady bits." She wanted to see what he could do on his own before she took over.

The husband came through in fine style, gently kissing his wife's long slender neck down her stomach to her small perky breasts. He stared longingly at his wife's drenched pussy. He'd never looked this closely before, but he had to admit, his wife did have a lovely marehood. He could feel the heat radiating off of it on his muzzle. Sugar Belle blushed red as an apple at having her husband staring so close, but she was dripping with desire. Every nerve ached for his touch, and she began to breathe heavily in expectation.

The golden ring around his irises appeared and he looked up into her face, winking an eye before moving back up to her nipples. He kissed both of her breasts and his large tongue reached out of his mouth. He ever so delicately connected the very tip of his tongue to the end of her small hard nipple and she felt a shock of pleasure at the contact. He slowly circled her nipples with his tongue and reached up a hoof to massage her other breast while he licked. Sugar Belle squirmed under his ministrations to the point where Throbbing Heart simply had to take over to keep her still.

He moved to the other nipple, and after wetting it, began to move it ever so delicately between his teeth. Sugar Belle's back arched at the sensation, and her breath came hot and heavy. She heard the therapist's voice say, "Oh we're just getting started." She moved Big Macintosh back down to her leaking pussy, but he didn't immediately begin. He sat there looking at her and she began to grow restless. "Oh come now young lady, don't be rude. Your husband is about to do you a very special favor. Ask him nicely," she heard the sex therapist say in her head.

Under normal circumstances she would've inquired as to why this embarrassing display was entirely necessary, but in her fuzzy headed, sexually excited state she couldn't resist. She was champing at the bit for her husband's tongue. "Please baby! Please make me feel good with your mouth," she heard herself say. Sugar Belle was mortified about how lewd she was becoming, but she enjoyed every moment of it. Her request was granted, and she burst out with loud moan after loud moan as Big Mac dragged his giant tongue back and forth across her clitoris.

She reached forward and grabbed her husband's head with her hooves and she ground her hips forward against his muzzle. The husband ran his tongue up and down her dripping lips. He stuck his tongue deep into her pussy and curled it upwards to lap at her g spot. Sugar Belle screamed in ecstacy every time she felt the tip of his tongue flick against her inner ridge. He began to tongue fuck her overstimulated pussy, sliding his wide tongue in and out of her, moving her lips aside with his powerful tongue.

She felt the orgasm coming and as if on cue Big Mac began to suck on her swollen love button. She went rigid and her breath caught in her throat as the climax hit her. Big Mac's face was drenched in the deluge of his wife's love juices. For the first time he broke the P.K.C. spell, and had to shuffle back and cough after his wife accidently water boarded him. Big Mac stared in awe at his wife, her legs splayed open, her pretty pink pussy still twitching, her face almost as red as his. She babbled softly to herself as she panted like a sprinter. His massive cock throbbed at the display. He wanted her, and he wanted her bad.

After Sugar Belle regained her senses she was once again sat down on the floor in front of her husband on the end of the bed. She had grown more familiar with her husband's massive cock over the last two days, but it was still a daunting sight. Sitting there on the floor, looking up at its girth, precum dripping from the tip, she still had no clue how she was ever going to fit this colossus inside of her. Which was exactly the issue that Throbbing Heart was puzzling over in her mind as her client stared like a hungry dog at her husband's cock.

Consummate professional that she was, she decided to just get started. The golden ring appeared around Sugar Belle's irises and she began to drag her tongue against the underside of his dick. She ran her tongue up and down it's considerable length, then in small circles around his urethra. She moistened the head of his cock with her tongue and gently sucked on as much of it would fit in her mouth. She began to stroke him with her magic just like the night before, and ran her tongue down his shaft to his sack. She began to run her tongue all around his balls, and pulled at them gently with small sucks.

Big Macintosh had to clench his teeth at the sensation. Every hair stood on end as his wife's talented tongue traced every vein on his member. She sucked as she moved up and down it's length pulling at the skin of the shaft. Her magic never stopped its stroking motion and the combination of the two was more than Big Mac could handle. Sugar Belle heard the therapist's voice say, "Hold your breath!" The tone of which she said this concerned her slightly. Big Mac's irises resumed the golden ring, and he grabbed his wife's head with his hooves. He pushed his dick against her mouth right as the orgasm hit, and Sugar Belle's mouth was pumped full with gush after gush of thick hot semen. She let out a noise of surprise at the sudden rush of fluid, but found the sensation oddly pleasant. It felt right to have her husband filling her up and she swallowed mouthful after overfull mouthful of his cum. She noticed her horn hadn't stopped jerking him off and the orgasm didn't stop for several seconds. Finally she couldn't swallow any more and she pulled her head away from her husband's spouting cock. She gasped for air as she swallowed the last mouthful, and the last few spurts stuck to her mane and face.

The two slumped forward limply and panted heavily. One at having his balls drained, the other at having her stomach filled suddenly. Big Mac once again stared at the pony he barely recognized as the sweet little mare he had just married. Who was this lustful pony sitting on the floor in front of him, doused in his cum? Whoever she was Big Mac wanted her bad and his cock showed it. It once again stood straight out at Sugar Belle, twitching slightly, begging for her touch again. She made like she was going to resume her ministrations, but was lifted bodily into the air by the sex therapist. She gave a small whine, why was she being taken away from her beloved's massive member?

"Oh stop your whining. It's yours for the rest of your life. It's just time for the next position," the sex therapist said outloud. She levitated the couple into the sixty nine position with Sugar Belle on top. The wife felt the slightest bit bashful about her reaction, but set to work slobbering all over her husband's knob. Big Mac got the message and dove right in. He reached his tongue in as far as it would go and he felt his wife's moan through his dick. The two mouth fucked each other as hard as they could and neither could get enough of it.

They loved the sensation of feeling each other's moans as they sucked and licked and nibbled and moaned and moaned. Throbbing Heart knew her work was done for the night and she silently excused herself from the room. The young couple mouth fucked each other and both screamed as they came, both spraying a large gush of fluid into each other's face. Sugar Belle slumped limply off of her husband and both passed out as they lay, utterly satiated.

Throbbing Heart could still hear their passion almost all the way back to the resort. She passed a room service stallion on her way back who felt something moist under his hoof. He looked down and saw a trail of fluid by the light of the full moon. He followed the trail to the beautiful mare he had just passed, who was standing there leaking. His mouth dropped open and she chuckled to herself. She could see him begin to harden, and she tilted her head to the side in token he should follow. He immediately abandoned the champagne he had been bringing to one of the huts and followed her into the forest of palm trees.

Only In Porn Could This Excuse Work!

Throbbing Heart moaned into the marehood she was currently eating. The two stallions pounding her from behind were getting close and their thrusts began to speed up. She wanted the mare she was eating out to finish at the same time so she began to violently rub the mare's clitoris from side to side with her magic. She was pleased to see the stallion that had been pounding the mare she'd been eating from behind was close too, so she used her magic to pull him out and began to suck as far as she could reach with her mouth without stopping her rubbing on the mare's swollen clit. Five ponies climaxed at once, and Throbbing Heart got a mouth, pussy, and ass full of cum, as well as her face being doused by the mare's pussy juice.

She shifted to clean off the two cocks that had just fucked her pussy and ass respectively, and started licking them from base to tip, sucking off the last lingering drops of cum from them greedily. She felt the mare begin to lick her from behind and used her magic to spread her ass cheeks apart to give her more room. She felt the mare sucking the cum straight out of her pussy and ass, and her eyes rolled back in her head with pleasure.

Once the very generous cocks had been cleaned off for every drop they would yield, the mare came up and kissed her deeply. She felt the cum she'd sucked out of her flow into her mouth, and she lapped out every drop her talented tongue could find. The stallion still behind her started to rub his shaft against her asshole and she chuckled to herself. She raised her ass higher and rubbed it against his cock. "Don't tease me, please"

He immediately shoved his cock in as hard as he could and began to pound away at her large jiggling ass. She let out a loud moan at the force he used and resumed the kiss with the mare. Letting her tongue probe her mouth and dance with the other mare's. Soon she felt her own slight shaking motion mirrored through the other mare as the two stallions began to pound her from behind. One pumping her pussy, the other stretching her tight asshole to its limits.

She took a moment to enjoy the blind ecstacy written on her face as she was pounded from behind and decided to join her. She thrust her hips back as hard as she could against the eager stallion, balls deep in her ample ass. Her shaking flanks wrapping around him with every thrust. She lit her horn and began to fuck her own pussy with her magic and moaned for all the world to hear.

The stallions got close and she pulled the other mare down to her knees beside her on the floor. She held the other mare's mouth open with her magic and the three stallions formed a firing line with their cocks. Throbbing Heart finished them off with her magic and she and the other mare were doused head to hoof in large spurts of hot cum as they tongue fucked each other's mouths.

The four ponies collapsed to the floor panting heavily. Throbbing Heart got up and wrapped herself in her magic. Instantly all the cum that remained stuck to her coat and mane floated into a small ball in front of her that she quickly swallowed. She smiled at a pleasant fifteen minutes spent. "All right you lot, up now! Your break's almost over, and it's almost the lunch rush. Don't want to see you get in trouble on my account. Up with you now!" She said levitating them onto their hooves and giving the other mare the same treatment she'd given herself.

They groggily limped back into the building and she gave each one a short kiss before they left. She straightened the bow tie of the last stallion, and slapped the ass of the mare with her hoof before closing the door behind her. She smacked her lips together. "I think I could use a drink after that." She trotted off to the bar and spared a moment to think. "Hmmm I wonder how the apples are doing."

In their hut over the gently padding water, Big Macintosh groggily regained consciousness. He realized he couldn't quite open his eyes, and he pried his eyelids apart with his hooves. He smacked his lips together and sneered at the terrible taste in his mouth. He looked around for his wife and heard her already in the shower. He trudged groggily over to her and joined her under the pleasantly hot water. After he washed off his face and drank his fill, he gave her a long good morning kiss.

"Sorry to start without you, just felt like I should actually bathe with soap this time," Sugar Belle said apologetically.

"Eeyup," came the eternal reply. She began to lather her husband's large muscles with the small complementary soap bar provided by the resort, and she felt herself begin to moisten. She ran the small white bar all over his large shoulders and muscular legs and felt a hoof drifting towards her marehood as she did so. The floating soap got to his stallionhood, and she began to run it gently all over his heaving pendulous balls. Before she knew it she was actively rubbing herself and began to coax her husband's member out of its sheath.

She dropped the soap suddenly and turned around red faced. "I'm so sorry! I don't know what's gotten into me lately."

Big Macintosh pressed his soapy member against her and wrapped his large forelegs around her, kissing the side of her face gently. "Taint nuttin to be sorry bout. It's all yours to do with as ya please whenever ya want," he said as he began to rub his still sudsy cock against her back. His hooves drifted down to her small breasts and began to massage them gently. Sugar Belle began to breathe hard as she backed up against him, grinding her soft ass against his hardening shaft.

Big Mac got an idea. He whispered, "get the soap," into his wife's ear and she levitated it up to him. He had her rub it all over his giant cock and all over her thighs. She pressed her front hooves against the shower walls and began to moan in time with his thrusts. The soap helped his cock slide effortlessly between her thighs and her pussy screamed as his seam beat against her clit. He reached forward with his hooves and began to massage her soapy nipples as he continued to pound against her soft wet ass, and her moans were deafening.

She reached up and held his head for support as she backed up against him. "Cum with me baby. Cum with me!" she screamed as he painted the shower wall white with his cum. The two had to take a second to breathe and let the water run over them to clear away the suds. Sugar Belle felt the water against her hooves start to rise and she laughed that her husband's flood of cum was delaying the water being able to drain.

They finished bathing and lay on the bed in comfortable silence. The smell of sex didn't bother her as much today and she lay against her big strong husband just enjoying the after glow. "Sugar Booger?" Big Mac asked eventually.

"Yes Baby Lumpkin?" Sugar Belle cooed rubbing her head against his side.

"Do you wanna actually DO anythin today? Cause I'm feelin kinda lazy," he said, slightly pink faced.

She snuggled up close to him. "Me too baby." And the young couple spent a lazy day together. They ate at one of the resort's restaurants, took a boat tour of the island, and saw a movie at one of the resort's cinemas. Her hoof never left his the whole day. For the first time since their failed honeymoon Big Macintosh didn't get a spontaneous erection, but neither noticed. They were just too comfortable in each other's presence.

They slowly trailed their way back to their hut, forgetting all about the reason they were there, and the pony waiting for them. "Bienvenue!" Throbbing Heart called out cheerily as they slowly entered the hut.

Sugar Belle put a hoof over her heart. "Oh! Throbs! You startled me. Hello," she said as they entered and sat on the bed. Big Mac wrapped his forelegs around his wife and kissed the top of her head. She giggled and rubbed her head against his muzzle.

"Well you two seem to have had a good day." The sex therapist said.

The young couple chuckled. "Very good." Big Mac said in his Laconic way.

"Yes, it's been wonderful," Sugar Belle said as she rose. She walked over to Throbbing Heart and took both of her hooves in her own. "Thank you doctor. I don't know what we would've done without you."

Throbbing Heart smiled. "Happy to help," she cooed. Her face gained a slightly embarrassed look. "Though tonight's regimen will be a bit. . . Awkward," she said rubbing a hoof in the back of her head.

Sugar Belle rejoined her husband. "Well we've trusted your judgment so far and it's yielded." She traced a hoof over her husband's large muscles. "Very pleasant results." She giggled to herself.

"Very pleasant." Big Mac confirmed and chuckled.

Sugar Belle clapped her hooves together and cheerily asked, "So what's on the agenda for tonight?"

"Butt stuff." The sex therapist said flatly

"Get out." Sugar Belle snapped.

"Now Mrs Macintosh, let me explain." Throbbing Heart began.

"NO! There is NO WAY we're doing anything involving." She made a face of disgust. "THAT!" She shuddered violently at the very notion.

"Your husband seems on board with the idea," The sex therapist said, chuckling to herself.

Sugar Belle turned with horror to see Big Mac's stallionhood beginning to peak out of its sheath and his face turned away slightly pink. "MAC AND CHEESE!" Sugar Belle hissed in surprise.

"Well darlin, y'all got quite a nice derriere, and I can't say I wouldn't like ta." He cleared his throat. "Give it a whirl."

Sugar Belle took a step or two back in horror at what she was hearing. "But. . . But that's. . . "

"Mrs Macintosh please allow me to explain." Throbbing Heart said as she coaxed the terrified wife back down beside her husband on the bed. "Your body mind needs to become accustomed to the sensation of being penetrated, and your anus." Sugar Belle cringed visibly at the word. "Is more accustomed to stretching than your vagina. Plus the anchor of your uterus." An anatomical diagram appeared in a magical field showing the various bits the sex therapist was discussing. "Is connected to the other side of the colon. So your husband will be stimulating the very deepest parts of your vagina as well as your anus."

Sugar Belle looked pensive. She couldn't argue with the doctor, but she was still unsure. "But that's. . . Just nasty!" She said, shaking her head.

Throbbing Heart smiled gently. "Ma'am cleanliness and proper lubrication are paramount in this exercise." She levitated an enema bag and a large bottle of lubricant. Sugar Belle's pupils shrank to pin pricks. She clung to her husband in fear. The sex therapist sighed and put the objects back in the bag she removed them from. She walked over to the cowering bride and took her hooves in her own. "Sugar Belle, this is an important step in your sexual process. Skip it and it may affect your marriage for the rest of your lives together.

Sugar Belle's face fell slightly. "How do you mean?" She asked in a worried tone.

The sex therapist sat down. "Well let's see. If you were to try and force vaginal sex before you were ready, it would teach his body mind to ignore your pain, and would teach your body mind to be afraid of sex. Even if you both don't know it, the sensation would linger in your subconscious." She stood up and her horn glowed. An image of princess twilight glowed softly in the air. "The princess recommended simply using a series of increasingly large marital aids to help you become accustomed to the sensation of stretching." The image changed to a large assortment of dildos of all sizes and shapes. Sugar Belle shrank back from the image. What did Twilight do to herself?!

"Sounds reasonable yes?" The sex therapist asked rhetorically.

"I supp~" Sugar Belle began.

"Yes but the issue is that process teaches your body mind that size is King and it never stops when you want it to."

The floating image changed to an image that made Sugar Belle have to hold back the urge to vomit. "It's bigger than her torso! Literally how?"

"Exactly!" The sex therapist snapped a hoof at the cowering mare. "I've seen it happen before, and I don't want it to happen to you." She resumed her seat. "Now I don't want to worry you but in my opinion this is the best option for your unique circumstance. I'll not lie, it WILL be uncomfortable at first. Even if he weren't this size it would be. But I can honestly say that sooner rather than later you'll enjoy it almost as much as vaginal sex."

Sugar Belle looked thoughtfully between the sex therapist and her husband. Big Mac spoke up. "Well Sugar, it's up to you. We don't have to do it if you don't wanna." He said, giving her a soft squeeze.

"That's right. Nopony is going to force you to do something you're not comfortable with. But I do recommend it. Not only for your sexual process, but also in its own right." Throbbing Heart said donning her mischievous grin. "It becomes very pleasant after a short while." She gained a distant look.

Sugar Belle looked at the floor then at her husband's penis that had almost retracted all the way back into him at her discomfort. She knew he would love her no matter what she chose, but she loved him too much to be selfish in this regard. She stood up straight and her face took on a look of determination. She sighed hard. "I'll do it." She took her husband's hooves in her own. "I love you Big Macintosh, and if this will help me be a proper wife to you then I'll do it." She kissed him solemnly.

Throbbing Heart once again had to wipe a tear from her eye. These were the moments that made her job worthwhile. Instead of the recriminations and hurt feelings that normally littered her vocation, seeing a couple determined to do whatever it takes to make their marriage work made Throbbing Heart's heart throb. "Very good Mrs Macintosh, now follow me into the bathroom."

The mare trotted into the bathroom and the stallion gained a pensive air. "Whuddya want me to do?" Big Mac asked in a slightly worried tone.

Throbbing Heart smiled. "Literally nothing! In fact I recommend you leave the hut. We need you as soft as possible if we're going to make this work, so you should go look at the moonlight on the water. I'll call you in when she's ready."

Big Mac stood up uncertainly. "Ah Love You Sugar Booger!" He called into the bathroom.

"You'd better!" Sugar Belle called back from the bathroom.

Throbbing Heart led Big Macintosh out of the hut and gently shut the door behind him. He took a few steps nervously in place, uncertain of what this mare was doing to his wife in there. He sighed hard and took a few steps towards the railing. He was just going to have to trust his wife in this. He put his forelegs on the railing and looked out over the vast expanse in front of him. He had to admit, the moonlight on the water did create a pleasant effect. He thought to himself maybe Sugar Belle and he should take a moonlight swim before they leave.

A resort worker happened to come by and asked Big Mac if he was alright in his kind midwestern accent. It wasn't in Big Mac's nature to lie, so he decided to trust this complete stranger with the truth. "Yeah I just got this therapist in there with mah wife and."

"Oh you're the one Throbs is here to help. Hey don'cha worry about a thing there bud. Throbbing Heart is extremely professional. She helped me and my wife after I had my surgery. I was too scared to get back in the old saddle if ya know what I mean." The friendly pony nudged Big Mac with his elbow. "But she got me right back on the wagon. Whatever your problem is I'm sure she's gotcha covered."

Big Mac heard Throbbing Heart's voice in his mind. "Mr Macintosh, your bride awaits."

Big Mac trotted quickly back into the hut and the friendly pony got the message. He snickered to himself and continued his rounds. The husband saw his wife lying on her side, her face slightly pale. He joined her on the bed concerned. "Sugar Booger, are y'all al~" he began.

"Don't worry about it." She whispered, interrupting him.

Throbbing Heart took her seat out of their line of sight and the golden ring appeared in both of their eyes. Big Mac's hoof came down and squeezed Sugar Belle's small soft ass. Her paleness faded and soon she reached her face back and began to kiss her husband. Her horn glowed and Big Mac's unsheathed member was held in her magical grasp. He spread her flanks apart and she guided his still soft head towards her glistening puckered hole, a small drop of lubricant trailing down one of her flanks.

Throbbing Heart knew this process was a race against the clock. Big Mac's cock wouldn't be soft very long, but this process couldn't be rushed. So it was a testament to her ability that she managed to use Sugar Belle's magic to guide Big Mac's still pliant head all the way in without issue. Her hole contracted around his dick which began to throb as it hardened. Sugar Belle's teeth clenched and she made a noise of pain. The golden ring dropped from Big Mac's eyes, and he leaned forward asking, "Sugar Belle, we can stop if ya need to."

The wife looked back at her husband, her eyes without the golden ring, her face calm and resolute. "I'm fine, really." She leaned back and kissed Big Mac softly. "Let's keep going," she said as she began to use her magic to stroke the remaining length. Throbbing Heart was astounded at this young mare's determination. She watched in awe as the young couple, without her assistance, did exactly what each was supposed to do in this situation. The sex therapist had to hold a hoof to her mouth as Big Mac ever so slowly, ever so delicately, put pressure on Sugar Belle's hole. Sugar Belle made small noises of pain from time to time, but she never stopped gently easing herself back against his dick.

Throbbing Heart didn't want to distract either participant, so she ever so stealthily levitated a thin line of lubricant and placed it on Big Mac's throbbing member. Sugar Belle kept stroking it with her magic and soon it was fully hard. Her tight asshole was stretched to its limits, but the determined bride never stopped easing him in. He slid his giant cock in inch after inch and Sugar Belle felt it begin to push her organs out of its way. There was a bit of trouble when it reached his seam, but slowly and surely the wife eased it into herself. She felt an odd pressure on her stomach and she looked down. Her eyes went wide as she saw the skin on her stomach begin to stretch visibly outward as Big Mac slid his massive member into her. Just as she was about to call the whole thing off she felt his hips press against hers and that was it. They'd done it! She'd taken the whole thing! There was pain but not as much as she would have thought. She giggled to herself in triumph. "Ha Ha! That's it! It's in!" She grew a little nervous. "Umm what do we do now?"

Throbbing Heart asked, "Do you want me to take over a~?"

Sugar Belle suddenly gave a yelp of surprise as Big Mac started slowly pulling his massive member inch by inch back out of her. Her face went slightly blue at the sensation. She had only ever felt one thing come out of that hole, so knowing it wasn't that caused just a bit of cognitive dissonance. Finally though, she felt his swollen head pulling at the inside of her anus, and she took a deep breath as her organs decompressed. The relief of having it most of the way out was indescribable, but just as she began to enjoy the sensation she felt the dick reverse its course and begin to slide back into her, agonizingly slowly. She once again felt her organs being pushed out of its way as it made its way indomitably into her insides. She once again saw her stomach stretch outward as he pushed the last few inches into her.

Now that she knew the sensation was coming it was dramatically less awkward when he once again removed most of himself from her. "Y'all okay?" He asked, being ready to stop at the slightest hesitation.

Sugar Belle looked embarrassed. As if she wasn't quite sure how to answer. "Umm. . . It's not quite what I expected. It's not bad. . . It's just. . . Weird."

"Ya wanna stop?" He asked as he kissed the back of her head.

"Well I mean. . . We're already here. . . May as well ~ AH!" she cried out as he began to slide himself back in ever so slightly faster this time. He didn't however push it all the way to the base. He went to his seam and slowly retracted it again. Sugar Belle heard herself make a noise that wasn't quite pain. It didn't seem as bad if he just went to his seam and back. Slowly Big Mac began to pick up the pace and Sugar Belle felt a very odd sensation coming from behind her. She heard herself beginning to moan softly as her husband made love to her from behind. It no longer hurt, but it still felt odd. She noticed that every time he slid in her pussy twitched as if the dick was at the very back of it. "This must be what she meant about it being anchored there," Sugar Belle vaguely thought to herself.

She knew the therapist didn't have her under her control right now, but she felt her hoof move as if on its own towards her marehood. She stared in astonishment as it began to rub her moistening marehood as her husband continued to slide himself inside of her inch by inch. What had this strange pony done to her? Who was this lewd pony she was becoming? A mare who masturbates while her husband does unspeakable things to her. But there she was, rubbing her clit as her husband began comfortably making love to her asshole.

She began to genuinely moan at the sensation of her husband's big, powerful dick sliding in and out of her. Her pussy began to drip onto the bedspread as it was stimulated at its base and at her clit at the same time. She began to unconsciously time her breaths with his thrusts, gasping as he pulled out and exhaling as one long moan as he pushed it back in. She was shocked to find she was getting close. "No," she thought in horror. "I can't be feeling good from. . . THAT!"

She heard Throbbing Heart's voice in her head as she got close. "Of course you can my dear. You're being made love to by a very handsome stallion. Why wouldn't you feel good? Go ahead. LET IT OUT!"

Sugar Belle couldn't hold back anymore and screamed. "Yes baby! Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass! Fuck! My! Ass!" as she came. She sprayed all over the bed and floor reaching all the way to the wall. Her back arched and her breath caught in her throat. Her orgasm stopped and she lay there panting, her husband's cock still in her ass.

Big Mac looked around awkwardly. "Umm . . . I'm not quite ~" He was interrupted by Throbbing Heart carefully levitating them into the doggy style position, Big Mac still inside her the whole time.

Sugar Belle reached behind her with her hoof to touch Big Mac's, she looked him right in the eye and said, "Please baby, fuck my ass!" Big Mac's face went pink. Who was this mare he was inside of, and what had she done with the demure little mare he had married? He decided those were questions for later, and he dug his hooves into her hips as he rammed his cock balls deep into her ass. She screamed in a mix of surprise and pleasure as he began to pound away, his cock ending deep in her stomach.

Gone was the gentle husband, here was the stallion using his mare for his pleasure, and neither could get enough of it. Big Mac's heaving pendulous balls slapped against Sugar Belle's pussy with every thrust, and he couldn't look away from how her ass rippled from the shock when he slapped against it. He pulled almost all the way out with every thrust and his seam sent a surge of pleasure through her every time it passed in and out of her. Once again not by the sex therapist, but without conscious effort, her horn lit and began to stroke her clit as her husband rammed her from behind.

Throbbing Heart sat in the corner in slight terror at what she was witnessing. This was a first timer taking it in the ass like a champ, better than she had even. It took every fiber of self control she had not to start touching herself at the display they were making of themselves. She was just glad she didn't have to focus on maintaining the P.K.C. spell right now so she could watch and enjoy. Honestly they were doing it better than she would've had them do anyway. Instead of excusing herself though, she decided to stay and watch. She felt she'd earned a little treat.

Big Mac had to clench his teeth as his wife's tight ass squeezed his dick with every thrust. Her pussy juice soaked the bed under them as she mercilessly rubbed her overstimulated clitoris. Her moans were deafening as she backed up against him as hard as she could over and over again. Big Mac felt the pressure building and suddenly Throbbing Heart called out in his mind. "Wait not yet!"

She took over and suddenly Sugar Belle felt herself being lifted up by her back legs, her husband supporting her in his powerful forelegs. All of her weight rested on his dick and he resumed his fast pounding rhythm. Sugar Belle could do nothing but hang there in his hooves, head tossed back, screaming for the world to hear. Big Mac's pounding got faster and faster as he approached his orgasm and for the first time since it had gone in he pulled his dick all the way out. He slammed it hard all the way to the base back in and began pumping his wife full to bursting with his hot seed.

The sensation of having her asshole gaped open caused her to climax again, and she felt his cum being pumped into her ass she came. It was an unstoppable flood as spurt after spurt was pumped into her stomach. She felt her belly start to expand outward as the cum had nowhere to go. It just kept filling her up and by the time he finally stopped filling her she looked pregnant. For a moment she hung there in air twitching, trapped by the sensation of being utterly filled by her husband.

Finally he set her down gently on the bed and began to slide his girth out from her. He tugged softly when his head pulled against her asshole, but Throbbing Heart called out for him to stop. She levitated both of them to the shower and Big Mac slowly pulled his now softened cock out of his wife. He understood the precaution as large globs of cum poured out of her onto the shower floor. Sugar Belle lay on the shower floor babbling to herself twitching softly.

"Now we'll just let her drain, you come with me," Throbbing Heart said leading him out of the hut. Sugar Belle felt her husband's hot cum leaking out of her asshole and felt complete. She got her breath back, and just as she raised her head to see where the two had gone her husband and the sex therapist walked back in. Big Mac was carrying two large buckets of ice, and Sugar Belle thought he looked. . . Down? That was mildly concerning.

"What's the matter baby lump. AAAH" She cried out in pain upon trying to rise.

Throbbing Heart gently levitated her out of the shower and onto the bed. "Ma'am you've just had the rutting of your life. Here" She gently put an ice pack against Sugar Belle's gaped hole. She squeaked as the cold hit her. "Oooh sorry sorry. But that'll keep it from being too sore tomorrow. And here." She handed Sugar Belle a slip of paper with various incantations and runes scrawled on it. "Use that as needed for pain."

It was then that Throbbing Heart gave them the uncomfortable news.

A Very Long Day

"What do you mean we can't see each other?" Sugar Belle asked desperately. She clung to her husband as tightly as she could from her prone position, ice bag still pressed firmly against her ass.

"Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and you need time to let yourself recuperate from tonight." Throbbing Heart said, for only the second time since they'd met without the slightest bit of mirth in her voice. "You're going to have to be away from each other at some point in your marriage, a business trip, family needs help, something. And you two have been together conceivably every moment since you stood in front of the mayor. You need to have some space apart to really need each other tomorrow. I need the both of you in the right frame of mind for this to work, and to get there you need to see each other as little as possible. In fact," she levitated over her room key to Big Macintosh. "I'd like you to sleep separately if you're willing."

Sugar Belle felt tears well up in her eyes as she clung to her husband. "But . . . But"

Big Mac held her tight as a few stray tears leaked out. "Don't y'all worry about nothin. T.H. says that tomorrow it'll all be worth it."

"Yes," she stood up and took Sugar Belle's hooves in her own. "Are you ready to be a true wife to your husband?" Sugar Belle could only nod as the tears fell limply to the bed spread. "Then he'll need you to be strong for him. Can you do that Mrs Macintosh?" Sugar Belle inhaled sharply and whispered softly in acquiescence. "I'm very proud of you," she stood up and looked between them. "Of you both! You both have come such a long way, and I know you two are going to have a wonderfully successful marriage." She clapped her hooves together.

Her face once again grew serious. "Now I expect both of you to behave yourselves. That means no clopping, no secret rendezvous, in fact I want you two to stay on opposite ends of the resort if you possibly can." She tore a map of the resort in half and presented each with their respective halves. "Mr Macintosh, you'll be staying on this half, and Sugar Belle here's your's."

Big Mac took his small overnight bag and followed Throbbing Heart out of the hut, stopping to give his wife one last lingering farewell kiss as she lay on the bed. She closed the door behind them, and suddenly the honeymoon suite felt far too large to be comfortable without her Mac and Cheese with her. She began to gently cry again.

Big Mac looked around the comfortably furnished room he'd been led to, but something didn't feel right. "Umm ma'am? Did y'all get this room just for me tonight? It doesn't look like it's been lived in fer four naghts," he said rubbing a hoof on the back of his head bashfully.

"No this one was mine, just. . . " She gained a distant look. "I prefer the beds of. . . Other's" She grinned at him. Big Mac began to get an uncomfortable erection at her tone. She giggled to herself as she turned towards the door. "Speaking of which, I'm going. Wish me luck." And with that she was gone. Big Macintosh was left alone. With nothing to do. Neither the bride nor the groom slept a wink that night, both lay in their beds tossing and turning, missing each other.

Big Macintosh groggily got to his hooves just before dawn. "Iff'n I ain't gonna sleep, may as well not sleep not in a bed." He washed his face and looked at the map he'd been given. The tears on the map obscured several resort attractions, including but not limited to the entire beach side of the resort, goodbye anything to do with swimming. He sighed despondently, he missed his Sugar Booger. No no! He was going to be strong, for her. He looked again at the half map. "Cummon Mac, it's a whole halffu resort, there's gotta be sumthin y'all can do."

He looked and saw couples yoga, "Nope," couples kayaking, "Nope," couples dancing. Big Macintosh ground his teeth, "NOPE!." Then suddenly it hit him, "FITNESS CENTER!" Thank Celestia! He'd only exercised one muscle since he'd arrived on the island, not that he was complaining, but his leg's had been screaming with boredom ever since. He galloped, almost giddy, to the resort's small fitness center. It was no proper gym, but it had enough to suit Big Mac's needs. He started on the leg press and racked it all the way up. It still wasn't enough. He pressed against the push pad and the several hundred pounds moved all too easily.

The two other ponies in the fitness center gawked as Big Mac had to slow his pace down so he didn't break the machine. They waved in a few ponies to see the marvel, and soon a small crowd of ponies had their eyes locked on the large stack of weights rising and falling with ease. Big Macintosh was unsatisfied so he moved to the bench press. The crowd of ponies once again gawked as the giant earth pony placed weight after weight on the bar that began to bend in the center. "There's no way," they all thought to themselves, several shot each other concerned glances, there's no way a pony could lift so much. Big Mac put his hooves to the braces that kept a pony's hooves in place and took a deep breath. The other ponies breathed a heaving sigh of relief when he removed his hooves from the bar and stepped away from the bench.

He quietly got up and retrieved the larger set of braces that only barely fit his massive hooves. He nodded and resumed his place under the bar then shoved the massive pile of weights up into the air. Thirty ponies watched as this colossus lifted the weight of several ponies into the air over and over and over again. His face fell slightly farther with every repetition. It still wasn't enough. He put the giant pile of weights down and sighed heavily. He reracked his weights and only then noticed the crowd of ponies staring at him. He glanced nervously from pony to pony. He rubbed his hoof on the back of his neck sheepishly. "Sorry was ah hoggin the bench press?" He left the crowd of ponies still gawking behind him unsatisfied with his workout.

He consulted his half of the map again and tried several resort amenities. Tried being the operative word as he was unable to do any of them. He wasn't allowed to hang glide, or bungee jump as he weighed too much. He knew without having to be told he was too big to go spelunking. He decided to just wander the island and see what found him. He wandered the boardwalk's and everywhere he went he saw couples. Here two whispering sweet nothings to each other, there a couple roller skating together, the mare holding up her shaky stallion. He missed his Sugar Booger.

He was considering just going back to bed to make the time go faster when he suddenly heard the strained grunting of somepony somewhere close to him. He looked through the forest of coconut trees and saw a unicorn trying to pluck a single coconut off of one of the trees. "Come ON Piña! We need more Piña Coladas!" He heard somepony shout from the nearby restaurant.

The unicorn whined, "Just because it's my name doesn't mean I have to be the one to make them!"

"But you make them better than anypony!" The other voice called out.

Big Macintosh slowly walked over to the unicorn. "Well then you fly up and pick~ AH!" The unicorn jumped back from the giant earth pony that had seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"Mind if ah help?" He said sheepishly.

Piña raised an eyebrow. "Uuuh how?" Big Macintosh waved her away from the tree and gave it the gentlest buck. The unicorn called out, "Wait n~"

He realized all of a sudden that he was on the ground and the unicorn was fanning him with a leaf. "Whuh happened?" He slurred.

"Yeah coconut trees don't like being bucked. They tend to buck back." She levitated the coconut in her magic and pantomimed the action of being hit on the head by a coconut. Big Mac shook his head and walked to the next tree. The unicorn said, "Didn't you hear what I said? Ya can't buck for coconuts!" Big Mac frowned. This pony's clearly never had to buck for zap apples. He squared himself at the base of the tree and gave another buck. He then immediately rolled out of the path of several falling coconuts. He smirked in triumph. Piña cheered as she gathered the fallen coconuts. "Well look at me bein wrong. Hey could you. . . " She trailed off as she watched Big Macintosh springing from tree to tree bucking wildly.

Finally, after being bored all day he had something he could do. He had no idea how much he'd missed this. He was right back in his element. He bucked tree after tree, and dodged salvo after salvo of coconuts. "Hey wait. Sir! I have enough now. STOP!" The unicorn called out desperately. But Big Mac didn't hear, he was too happy doing what he was born to do to hear her. He reared forward to buck his umpteenth tree when he heard a dull thunk, and felt a sharp pain. He looked up in confusion, he hadn't even kicked the tree yet. "Were they learning?" he thought to himself in terror.

He felt the sharp pain again and looked to see a scowling Piña Colada levitating a coconut in her magic. "Jackass! I said stop! What am I gonna do with all these now? They'll spoil."

Big Mac rubbed the back of his neck with his hoof. Maybe he'd gotten a little carried away. He looked and saw dozens of coconuts littering the sandy soil. "Umm I'm raght sorry ma'am. Ya see ahma."

A gruff looking manager came out shouting. "Where in Celestia's left testicle are my Piña!~" He stopped as he surveyed Big Mac's work. "What the fuck is all dis? Piña you schmuck! I'll have your ass for this!"

"You'll have who's ass now?" Throbbing Heart cooed as she strutted up, rubbing her tail under the manager's muzzle teasingly. The manager's face instantly softened and he leaned into the tail. "Oh my what a mess you've made Mr. Macintosh." She gave a feined sigh. "Oh well, I suppose you'll just have to give out free Piña Coladas to everypony." She got muzzle to muzzle with the almost drooling stallion. "Oh what can I do to reward such a generous pony," she said as she pinched his cheek.

The manager grinned lustfully. "Heh, I can think of a few things." He cleared his throat harshly and put his manager face back on. "Well you heard the lady." He called into the doorway so everypony could hear. "Free Piña Coladas for everypony!" There was a ragged cheer from inside.

Piña stamped a hoof angrily. "My ass I'm gonna make all those~" She stopped suddenly as Throbbing Heart strutted up to her, letting her ample ass sway slightly more than it normally did. She whispered something into the other unicorn's ear, and her face went bright red. She looked in astonishment at Throbbing Heart, as if to confirm what she just heard. The sex therapist winked, and Piña was off like a shot into the building.

Big Mac had watched the whole scene in awe. He walked slowly up to the doctor and rubbed a hoof on the back of his neck. "Uuuh thanks T.H. Ah dunno what ah woulduh done without you."

"Oh think nothing of it Big Mac! I've been craving Piña Colada since I got here." She nudged the farm pony with an elbow. "And the drink doesn't sound bad either." Big Mac blushed as he processed the innuendo. She strutted inside and called back to the earth pony, "Come on Big Mac, you deserve a treat for being such a good wing pony." He stopped in his tracks. She didn't actually mean. Throbbing Heart saw the hesitation on his face and realized the miscommunication. She levitated a cut open coconut full of frozen cocktail into his hooves. "Come have a drink silly. What kind of mare do you take me for?" she teased.

Big Macintosh sipped haltingly at the frozen beverage and smiled at the flavor, it was rather good. He sipped as he lumbered inside and sat at a corner booth. He felt slightly guilty when he saw Piña behind the bar working like a machine to make 200 Piña Coladas. His guilt faded slightly when he noticed Throbbing Heart slip behind the bar and down. The unicorn's face burned red but she didn't stop working. He saw a white hoof reach up and seize one of the many drinks she had just made. The unicorn's face went slightly pale, and Big Mac just barely heard her hiss, "Holy fuck that's cold!"

Big Macintosh couldn't help but chuckle at the absurdity of his situation. Never in a thousand years would he have thought that he'd be getting help from a pony like her, with a problem like his. He remembered all of the various sessions with his new wife, and he started to drool onto the straw of the drink in his hoof. He suddenly realized he needed to stop thinking about sexual matters before he got another spontaneous stiffy, but then he glanced down and saw that in fact he wasn't getting one. He marveled that even when he thought about his wife screaming "Fuck my ass. Fuck My Ass. FUCK MY ASS!" His member stayed exactly where it was supposed to. He grinned in triumph, that was the second of two problems solved. Applejack would be happy to hear that.

He glanced back up and noticed Piña, her front hooves flopped limply onto the bar, her tongue lolled out of her mouth, next to one hundred and fifty Piña Coladas. Throbbing Heart slipped stealthily out from behind the bar licking her lips, a Piña Colada in her hoof. She strutted over to him saying, "Sorry for the wait, my drink needed to be made with a bit of extra love." Rather than nod at the barmare she nodded at the manager pony slumped lazily in another booth, legs splayed out, only semiconscious.

Big Macintosh's face went blank. "When did you?" He stopped himself. "Never mahnd. Listen T.H. ah just wanted to thank y'all again."

The sex therapist nodded as she sipped her drink. "Think nothing of it dearie. It's what I live for."

Big Mac's face grew pink as he thought about how to phrase his request. "Umm T.H. could you uh. . . " He pointed to his head with his hoof. Throbbing Heart raised an eyebrow as she sipped her drink. He whispered sheepishly. "Ah caint bring mahself to say this outloud so could y'all use yer telepathy on me."

The sex therapist gave a nod of understanding and her horn glowed softly. "Alright I'm here. Go ahead."

Big Mac squirmed in his seat. Even saying this to somepony in his mind seemed uncouth. "Thank y'all for yer haylp. Ah uh. . . Ah haven't. . . Come unsheathed today. If ya know what ah mean."

Throbbing Heart snickered to herself and Big Mac heard in his head, "Awww, I'm going to miss that. Oh well. I'm very happy to have helped." Throbbing Heart finished her drink and stood up. "Now if you'll excuse me Mr Macintosh, I need a refill." She walked over to the bar and levitated both the manager, and Piña to a backroom. Big Mac once again couldn't help but chuckle. This crazy mare. He sat and he sipped to more Piña Coladas. He thought to himself he'd have to find somepony to make them back home, they were rather good.

His ear suddenly shot up at hearing somepony singing less than well on stage. He saw a portly unicorn slurring drunkenly into the microphone, a small machine feeding him the lyrics as he slurred, always one bar behind the music. Big Mac began to bounce up and down in his seat with excitement. Holy shit! They had Karaoke! The unicorn's song ended, and he stopped singing several seconds later. When he finally shuffled of the stage Big Mac sprang up and looked through the song list. Too high for his register, no, no, NO, only when nopony's around, YES! He selected the song and the opening bars to sweet home Alfalfabama resounded through the bar. The bar ponies cheered as the towering farm pony took the stage. He rang out in his pleasant baritone and the whole bar couldn't help but sing along.

Big Mac's head swam both from the song, and as his drinks began to hit him. He sang out loudly and two other ponies scrambled up on stage. Each wrapped a foreleg around the farm ponies shoulders. He had no idea who these two ponies were, all he knew is that they were his very best friends. The song finished and the three took a slightly tipsy bow. He stumbled off the stage and out of the bar feeling the need for some fresh air.

He put his front legs on the railing and shook out his mane chuckling, he'd worked up quite the sweat on stage. He stared at the tropical sun as it slowly began to sink below the horizon. He wondered if his wife was watching the same sunset. His face fell slightly at that thought. He missed his wife. His revelry was interrupted by Throbbing Heart strutting out, horn glowing, her winning laugh filling his ears. "Big Macintosh! You never told me you could sing."

Big Mac smiled through his giddiness. "Eeyup. I'm in a liddle singin group back home."

"Tall, strong, sings, AND well endowed." Throbbing Heart sighed heavily as she put her forelegs on the railing next to Big Mac's. "Sugar Belle you lucky mare."

Big Mac sighed heavily. "Ah miss er. Have y'all seen er today?" He said not caring if he sounded needy.

"Oh she has been bored out of her skull," Throbbing Heart said with a small mirthless chuckle.

Big Mac rolled his eyes. "Ah know the feelin."

The sex therapist tried to lighten the mood. "But hey, tomorrow it'll all be worth it. You and your wife will finally be able to make love properly and get on with your marriage!"

"Eeyup," he said grinning stupidly in his expectation.

Throbbing Heart got shoulder to shoulder with him and grinned. "Excited?"

Big Mac grew pink. He chuckled as he answered, "Eeyup."

The sex therapist continued her interrogation. "Ready to make her scream dirty things again?"

Big Macintosh heard his wife screaming, "Fuck my ass. Fuck My Ass. FUCK MY ASS!" in his head and his blush intensified. "Ee he he yup!"

"Uh oh!" Throbbing Heart said mischievously. Big Mac's grin dropped, and his eyebrow raised. She only tilted her head downward. He looked and saw that he had once again become unsheathed. His face glowed and he tried, unsuccessfully, to hide it behind a back leg. "And you were so excited you'd gotten pass that! Poor dear." She looked at it with a slightly different expression. "Uh oh," she said again, this time without the mischievous tone.

Big Mac grew concerned. "Whut?"

Throbbing Heart got down to look closer at his unsheathed stallionhood. "Hold on. Let me look at it. Something's wrong," she said starting to maneuver his limp meat with her magic.

Big Mac was hesitant, but he lowered his leg and let the sex therapist handle his hardening cock. He asked, trying to keep the concern out of his voice. "What's wrong with it?" He certainly didn't want anything to be wrong with his dick.

Throbbing Heart got right in front of his battering ram of a cock and Big Mac heard her voice in his mind say, "I'll tell you what's wrong with it." His eyes snapped open as he felt a slight compression, and then his dick sliding into her mouth. "It wasn't inside me." He was about to spring away, but he was momentarily paralyzed with pleasure. His eyes rolled back in his head as the mare swallowed inch after inch of his mammoth member. It pinched slightly at her teeth, but afterwards he felt it stretch her throat as she let it slide down into her. She moaned softly as she slowly sucked hard on the cock that had taunted her all week.

Big Mac suddenly snapped himself out of his sensual daze and growled, "GET OFFA ME!" He grabbed Throbbing Heart by the mane and pulled his cock out of her throat. "Ah knew we never shoulda trusted y'all! Prevert seducer! Now git away from ME!" He said tossing her bodily away from him. His mind raced as he galloped for his hut. What had he done? How could he have let this happen. He cried out desperately for his wife. "SUUUGAR BEEEELE!!!"

Had he been paying attention he might have wondered why Throbbing Heart never seemed to have hit the ground after he threw her.

An even longer day

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.

Fucking Finally. . . Or Finally Fucking?

The young couple stared in awe at the fact that the head of Big Mac's not fully hard member was securely tucked into Sugar Belle's husband hole. Both had utterly forgotten their earlier troubles at the miracle they were witness to. There it was! All the stress, and pain, and hard work had finally paid off. They were having normal sex! They looked up into each other's eyes unsure of how to proceed. Sugar Belle finally gained enough presence of mind to speak. All she could say was, "It. . . It's in."

Big Mac was just as dumbfounded. "Yeah."

Sugar Belle could feel it start to harden inside her. She felt her small tight pussy start to slowly stretch as his titanic rod filled with blood. "What. . . What do we. . . Do?"

Big Mac didn't quite hear her. He was enraptured by the sensation of his wife's toasty wet love oven warming his cock, inviting him in further. All at once they both snapped out of their shock and Sugar Belle felt Big Mac's deep rumbling laugh vibrating through her pussy. "What're we doin?" He leaned down and kissed her deeply through a smile. She got the message and wrapped all four legs around him happily. She winced slightly as the movement caused her vagina to shift.

Big Mac kissed the side of her neck and whispered, "Shhhh. Don't y'all worry about nothin. Just let me handle it." She dropped her back legs and kissed her husband gently. She felt his cock throb inside of her as it hardened, and she melted into his touch. Just as with the night before he ever so slowly, ever so gently slid himself in. Sugar Belle felt her pussy stretch to its limits around her husband's love cannon. She could feel every vein as it entered her half inch by half inch at a time then would be just as slowly removed.

Soon he was up to his medial ring, and he decided that was deep enough for now. The two never stopped their kiss and Sugar Belle's mind was giddy with love and pleasure. Big Mac's dick was harder than it ever had been, and it made her pussy its form fitting love glove. He broke the kiss and began to ever so slowly pick up the pace. He slid his glistening member out until his battering ram of a head pulled against the inside of her pussy then slid it all the way back to his seam.

Sugar Belle had already been so excited by the fact she was able to take in her husband's massive cock, that she felt the orgasm already coming on. She wanted to tell her husband so, but right as she inhaled to do so, he decided just a bit more speed was acceptable and slid his dick in so hard his medial ring popped inside of her. Her back arched and her scream of ecstasy caught in her throat. Every muscle tensed and her eyes bulged from their sockets. Big Mac stopped and let his wife come down off the orgasm. He had to clench his teeth as he felt his wife's love canal clamp down and tremble against his dick, her juices bursting out from the tight seal his cock made with her pussy. It was the hardest orgasm she'd felt yet and it took several seconds for the convulsions to stop shaking her.

Finally she could breathe again and she gasped for air. She panted hard as she grabbed her husband's face and looked deep into his forest green eyes. She whispered, "Fuck me baby. Fuck me!" She wrapped her back legs around him again and began to push her hips against him. "Make me your brood mare! FUCK ME BABY!" she screamed and he gladly complied. He shoved his love juice splattered cock roughly inside her again all the way to her deepest part. She felt her cervix pressed inwards and the orgasm hit her like a train again. He didn't stop and wait this time however. No, he was an apple, and there was work to be done, and the Apple family never shirks when there's work to be done.

He began to quickly pound her tender pussy and she felt his battering ram try to break through the gates to her womb with every thrust. She gasped for breath between shrieks of animal lust that Big Mac, despite the last several nights, had never thought her capable of producing. Her love juices started forming a small puddle on the floor that soaked into both their coats. He put his considerable weight against her and wrapped his hooves under her forelegs on the top of her shoulders.

Sugar Belle's orgasm once again smashed into her as he began to fuck her intensely, driving his cock ever harder, ever faster into his mare. His mare, the mare that had given herself to him in every way. The thought filled his soul and he redoubled his intensity, slamming harder and harder against his Sugar Booger, his Wife, he clenched his teeth, his brood mare. He felt the orgasm coming on and he slammed his cock all the way to the base into her. She felt him enter her womb, and the two screamed as his cum fired out of his flesh cannon. His seed gushed into her as wave after wave rushed out of his dick. She felt her baby factory stretch with the unaccustomed burden and her teeth clenched so hard they nearly broke in her head. Finally his fire hose of a member ceased its pumping, and Big Mac had to slump down on top of his wife, panting like a sprinter. His legs were shaking as he said. "Ah love y~"

"More"

Big Mac slowly pushed himself up to look her in the eye and asked, "Whuh~"

Sugar Belle roughly grabbed his muzzle in her magic and her eyes blazed with a terrifying domineering fervor as she growled. "More." Big Mac yelped in surprise as she levitated them both to the end of the bed. The sensation of feeling his dick twisted as Sugar Belle rotated herself on it like an animal spit roasted over a fire was terribly odd. She placed her front hooves on the end of the bed and his front hooves on her hips. Her voice dropped two octaves as she growled. "I said make me your FUCKING BROOD MARE! NOW FUCK ME!"

Big Mac was in that wonderfully awful state of being genuinely terrified, but extremely aroused. His dick needed no urging as it surged back to life inside of her, eliciting an audible stretching sound as it did so. He squeezed her hips and drove his industrial press of a cock balls deep into her. Sugar Belle screamed as the unexpected force caused her to gush with love juices again. Her knees buckled and Big Mac had to support her with his front legs as he thrust her roughly from behind.

Sugar Belle regained her senses and backed herself against him as hard as she could while he destroyed her pretty pink pussy. Her juice and his left over cum were sent squirting out with every thrust, and the sound of her ass slapping against his hips was deafening. For reasons he wouldn't have been able to explain had you asked him he reached his mouth forward and grabbed her mane by the loose ponytail she always wore it in and yanked it back towards himself as he thrust. Sugar Belle's eyes rolled back in her head and another gush of love juice splashed on the floor. He roughly tugged her mane with his teeth as he bounced his mare off of his cock with every thrust. She could do nothing but hang there and scream and moan and be pounded by her husband's massive cock that she'd been craving all day. He instinctively slapped her petite ass with his hoof and she gasped at the sensation. Her pussy quivered at the shock and her juices flooded out of her. She liked it rough and her husband knew exactly how to give it to her the way she craved.

He felt himself getting close again and released her mane so he could focus. He dug his large hooves into her hips and he thrust as fast as he could. His hard farmer's muscles aiding him greatly as he slammed balls deep with every thrust, so hard that it sent a shock wave all throughout her body with every thrust. She felt him getting close and she screamed, "That's it baby! Fill me up! FILL! ME! UUUUP!" He reached down and grabbed her back legs lifting her up into the air. All of her weight rested on the top of her womb balanced neatly on the top of his dick as he slammed as hard as he possibly could against her. She couldn't even scream at this point and her mind went blank as she felt his cum gush into her again. She loved this sensation, she Lived for this feeling. She was her Big Mac's brood mare, and she existed to milk his gigantic dick. He plopped her down on the bed gasping for breath.

Before he could get his breath back however she once again levitated them onto the bed, and Big Mac once again groaned at the sensation of Sugar Belle sitting and spinning on his dick. She placed him on his back with her on top. She shuffled forward and held his face with both hooves. "I. Want. MORE!" She growled then slammed her hips down on his dick. She leaned back and impaled herself on his love pole, using the springiness of the bed to aid her in bouncing on his dick. She threw her sweat soaked mane back out of her face as she rode his dick like a jockey. No more was she the tool for her husband's pleasure. Now he was her pleasure object, and she was going to fuck him until he broke. She sprayed gush after gush of love juice onto his hips and stomach as she impaled herself again and again on top of him.

Big Mac had been happy for the break, but was beginning to feel lazy just laying there making his wife do all the work. He drove his legs down against the bed, and grabbed her hips with his hooves yanking down hard. His balls slapped against her asshole with the force of the thrust and every muscle tensed again with the force of the climax. He began to slam her from underneath, pleased to see he could go much faster in this position. He pulled her down to where she was laying on his chest and slammed into her as fast as he could. Her moans came out in a shaking warble like a voice of somepony going over a rocky road in a carriage. She lost the ability to distinguish between when she was cumming and when she wasn't. Her mind was adrift on a tossing sea of lust, and thrusting, and cumming, and screaming, and thrusting, and thrusting, and thrusting. Nothing else existed in the world for her besides her screaming pussy, and her husband's giant cock that slammed all the way up into her stomach.

He felt the climax approaching again, and he wrapped his forelegs around her again, holding her tightly to his sweat matted chest. He traded speed for power and thrust as hard as he possibly could, slamming his brood mare until she could do nothing but lay there in a cum soaked stupor. He filled her for a third time and he kept slamming into her, making sure to squeeze out every last drop of cum into her eager womb. Finally the orgasm subsided and his hold on her relaxed. He gasped for breath as he asked. "Hay darlin, y'all wanna take a bre~" He stopped himself when he heard his wife's gentle snoring. He looked and saw that the snarling demon that demanded he breed her, was gently sleeping on his chest.

He chuckled softly to himself, and kissed her cheek softly. He didn't even bother unplugging himself from her, just drifting off to sleep with his wife. His little Sugar Booger.

"And The Truth Will. . ."

Big Mac awoke slowly with pain. His head ached, his dick throbbed, and all of his limbs were asleep. He suddenly noticed he had trouble breathing and his eyes snapped open in concern. He was surprised to see his wife's mane less than an inch from his face. He tilted his head from side to side and saw that he and his wife were still in the exact same position they'd fallen asleep in several hours earlier. He remembered the night they'd spent together and smiled warmly at his little Sugar Booger. She looked so peaceful now, rather than the utter freak she turned into in bed. His soft chuckle turned into a hearty laugh that he couldn't suppress and Sugar Belle was gently rocked awake by his shaking chest. She looked dreamily around, not entirely sure of where she was or what was going on. She looked down and noticed her husband's handsome face smiling at her. She grinned sleepily and mumbled, "Mrrnin Mrrc n chis." The two gave each other Eskimo kisses, both floating in a dream of love and endorphins.

The tender moment came to a screeching halt as Sugar Belle's latter half woke up. The soreness of having her pussy stretched like a prisoner on the rack caught up with her and she clung painfully tight to her husband. She gritted her teeth and had to hold back tears as she groaned, "shower!" Big Mac tried to shift into a sitting position, but Sugar Belle squeezed him tightly to indicate he shouldn't move. She grunted, "Don't. Fuckin. Move." She inhaled and exhaled several times to prepare herself. "Carry me to the shower."

Sugar Belle groaned and grunted every time Big Mac shifted, but he eventually managed to stagger over to the shower and he lovingly bathed his little wifey. After they bathed she tried to stand but winced and slumped down again. Big Mac hoisted his mare onto his broad shoulders and followed her directions to the spa. Upon arrival she waved over the attendants and whispered to them. The only words Big Mac could catch were "honeymoon treatment." She pointed at the pony carrying her, and one of the spa attendant's face lit up red even redder than the past time Sugar Belle had seen her while the other giggled vehemently under her breath.

Sugar Belle was placed on a massage table and Big Mac sprawled out on the one next to her. The two mares were about to begin their massage, but she raised a hoof for them to wait a moment. "Mac and Cheese, sweetie, this is going to look a bit awkward." She nodded and the two went about their business poking and prodding and just as Big Mac was about to say something he heard a dull pop and he saw his wife sag visibly in relief. The two masseuses moved to him but stood awkwardly for a moment looking at how big he was. One exited the room and came back with the giant mare from Stalliongrad and three massuers to help. Big Mac squirmed and grimaced as he was massaged. It was even more uncomfortable to feel than to watch. Finally though, he was bent double and he heard the same dull pop come from somewhere in his body, and the ache from his over used loins faded away as his body flooded with a pleasant warmth.

Sugar Belle giggled and limply reached a hoof towards her husband as she was massaged. He wrapped his own around it and the two shared a long loving look. Their moment was once again ruined as the greeting, " 'Ello Apples! How are we this morning?" filled the spa.

Rather than the limpness that accompanied Big Macintosh's last massage, this time he was fully prepared to stand and deliver. He sent his hoof straight through the massage table as he barked, "YOU!" He rose and carelessly flung the broken massage table off of his hoof. "Y'all gotta lotta nerve showin yer face ta us!"

Sugar Belle rose and joined her husband. "You had the gall to do that to us after we trusted you! AFTER ALL THAT PAPERWORK?!" she shouted.

Throbbing Heart, with the most placid smile on her face. "Yes yes, now let me expl~"

"NO!" Big Mac roared. "We ain't havin no more of yer lies!"

Throbbing Heart's horn lit. "Mr Macintosh if you would please look down," the sex therapist said, still not showing any disconcert at the outrage of her clients.

"Get. Out. Of. Here!" Sugar Belle snapped, holding back tears.

"Yes but if you would just l~"

"GO!" both apples screamed.

Throbbing Heart rolled her eyes and her horn flared angrily. The apples minds were assaulted by the deafening screech of microphone feedback and a voice one would normally hear at a metal show roaring "LOOK DOWN!" The young couple cringed in pain and both cracked an eyelid at the floor. Their eyes snapped open when they noticed there were two Throbbing Hearts on the floor giving them oral sex. Their heads snapped back and forth to the sex therapist quietly giggling at their confusion, and at the ponies who were sucking and licking them respectively.

The two other Throbbing Hearts suddenly vanished and the Apples stared at her in shock. "There, you see! No harm, no foul, as they say!"

"H-h-how did you do that?" Sugar Belle breathed.

Throbbing Heart giggled. "Well I don't have the paperwork with me but you both signed saying you'd allow mental clones."

"Mental?" Big Mac asked.

"Of course!" Her horn lit again and a clone started to poke him on the shoulder. "Mrs Macintosh, do you see the other me?" Sugar Belle shrugged her shoulders in confusion. Big Mac's clone disappeared and Sugar Belle saw a clone poking her husband on the shoulder. "Big Mac do you see anypony poking you in the shoulder now?"

The Apples slumped down to their haunches in shock "So you didn't?"

Throbbing Heart giggled. "No ma'am. I can have Piña Colada and Punch Card testify that I was with them all evening."

Big Mac shook his head, still not quite convinced. "But how could y'all. . . "

Throbbing Heart, consummate professional that she was, continued to placate the young couple. "Mr Macintosh, can you remember what time our little incident happened?"

Big Mac went over the events of the night in his head. "Umm . . . OH! Ah remember! I had just watched the sunset."

"Correct." She turned to Sugar Belle. "And you?"

Sugar Belle's eyes went wide. "Suns~ . . ." She whispered breathlessly. She snapped to her hooves. "Wait you could've actually been physically present at one of our." She stopped herself suddenly. "Incidents."

Throbbing Heart sat down calmly. "How would you have me prove it?"

Sugar Belle was uncertain with thought for a moment then lit suddenly on an idea. Her face grew hard as she said, "Was what you told me last night true?"

Throbbing Heart's eyes snapped open in shock. Her surprise faded into weary resignation. She sighed heavily as she said, "Every word."

Sugar Belle walked slowly towards the doctor. "Show me."

Throbbing Heart stood up in shock. "Excuse me?"

Sugar Belle didn't falter. "Show. Me. Last night you said when you're in somepony's head you can't lie to them correct?"

Throbbing Heart stammered, "W-w-well yes but."

Sugar Belle stepped forward, her face no longer hard but pleading. "Then show me." She took Throbbing Heart's hooves in her own. "I want to believe you but I need you to show me."

Throbbing Heart looked about in uncertainty. "Well Mrs Macintosh,I don't know if I can. I mean the sexual history probe isn't the easiest."

"You were able to take a search for fetishes and turn it into a visible record of every sexual experience. Just use P.K.C. to have me cast the spell on you. I know you can do this." A tear hung in the corner of her eye. "Please."

Throbbing Heart exhaled hard. "I'll try."

Sugar Belle brought Throbbing Heart into a hug. "Thank you doctor."

The sex therapist pushed her away. "I don't promise anything. I have no idea if it'll work, but I'll try." She had the masseuses that had fled bring in another massage table, and had them placed end to end. Throbbing Heart and Sugar Belle lay on their massage tables, horns touching. Throbbing Heart sighed and asked, "Are you ready?" Sugar Belle only nodded. "Okay so I'll show you everything from last night. Both what I did, and both of your clones. Okay?"

Sugar Belle sat up and stared hard at Throbbing Heart. "I need to see her Throbs."

Throbbing Heart's face contorted with shock. "WHAT? WHY IN EQUESTRIA WOULD I?!"

Big Mac stomped a giant hoof once for silence. Sugar Belle nodded. "I have to know. If I can see that, I'll know. I want to trust you Throbbing Heart. Everypony here loves you. If you helped save my marriage I want to be able to trust you. Now." She lay down on the table still looking at her. "Will you give me that chance?" Throbbing Heart took a step back uncertainly, looking between the two apples. She warily resumed her place on her table, and her horn lit. Sugar Belle felt herself placed under her control and her own horn began to glow.

She saw though Throbbing Heart's eyes and heard her voice slightly deeper than how she normally heard it as it screamed. "JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT ME TO DO?! TELL ME!"

She saw Rarity, her eyeliner streaming down her face from crying. "I don't want to talk about this again, I'm going!"

She felt the rage battling the love inside the sex therapist's heart. She felt the anger of wanting to love this pony the way she liked, but this stubborn bitch just wouldn't fucking tell me!" She heard herself scream, "DON'T YOU FUCKING WALK AWAY FROM ME!" She felt her horn light and roughly throw Rarity across the room onto the bed. She heard herself snarl, "You are going to tell me how to FUCK YOU RIGHT!" Her horn lit menacingly and Rarity tried to struggle away, but Sugar Belle felt herself holding the pony she loved to the bed.

Rarity screamed in protest but she wouldn't listen. Sugar Belle felt the desperate need to know. She couldn't let Rarity go. She had to know what she needed to do to please her. She dove into her mind offering everything, ANYTHING to please her, but vision after vision was rejected. The vision narrowed in on the silhouette of a pony, but she knew even without being able to see it clearly it didn't have a horn. She felt the desperation turn to pure rage. This pony. This pony who had stolen her heart then had the gall to lie about it. She had to pay. Sugar Belle felt her horn's glow intensify and Rarity's screams of protest took on a note of anguish. She writhed under Sugar Belle's hooves, but couldn't break free. Sugar Belle felt her teeth clench with hate as she forced Rarity's mind to undergo every torture of the flesh imaginable.

Finally her eyes snapped open at her husband shaking her. She lunged forward clinging to him desperately. She wept bitterly into his shoulder in relief at being freed from the memory by proxy. She heard a dull thud from behind her and she saw Throbbing Heart fallen from the table trying to rise. Sugar Belle moved to her. "Throbs I'm so sorry. I should nev~"

She was cut off as Throbbing Heart slapped her across the face with her hoof. "THERE!" She screamed. "NOW YOU SEE WHAT A MONSTER I AM. I HOPE YOU'RE FUCKING HAPPY!" She wept as she galloped out of the spa. Sugar Belle called weakly after her, but she knew it was too late. She was too weak after performing such a taxing feat of magic to rise, so Big Mac carried her back to their hut and layed her gently on the bed wrapping his forelegs around her comfortingly.

They spent the rest of the day in bed sending for their meals. Finally after being mostly silent the whole afternoon Sugar Belle finally spoke. "Baby Lumpkin? We have to make this right." Big Mac nodded his head, knowing without having to be told what that meant. They kissed softly and drifted off to sleep, both knowing they'd need their rest for the ordeal ahead of them.

Fuck Paperwork!

The Apples woke before dawn but didn't get out of bed just then. They'd made their plan of action and had decided to go just after lunch, but the wait was unbearable. They went to the furthest restaurant from their hut at the resort to get breakfast just to kill time. They barely ate from being so nervous, and they still hadn't killed enough time when they finished eating. They walked slowly back to their hut and milled about anxiously waiting for it to be late enough in the day.

Finally they exited the hut and went to the spa. They asked the spa workers if they had seen Throbbing Heart that day and both said they hadn't. Next they went to the bar where Piña Colada worked and she simply shook her head. They asked anypony that they knew had made love with the sex therapist, which was most of them, but nopony had seen her all day. The couple became nervous until Big Mac stopped suddenly and facehoofed hard. Sugar Belle asked what was wrong and her husband rolled his eyes. They went to the first place they probably should've checked, her room, and inhaled deeply to prepare themselves before knocking softly on the door.

They waited a minute for a response but none came. They knocked again and Sugar Belle called out, "Doctor Heart? It's us. I know you prob~" The door opened and a groggy Throbbing Heart appeared in the doorway. "Oh thank Celestia we found you. Dr Heart I'm so." She was once again cut off as she slowly opened the door and waved them inside. They looked at each other in surprise, but took this as a good sign and entered the small room. They stood about awkwardly as Throbbing Heart splashed water onto her face, then plopped groggily into a chair. After several seconds of silence she limply made the "get on with it" gesture of moving her hoof in a circle, and Sugar Belle cleared her throat to continue. "Dr Heart, I just want you to know I'm so so sorry about what i~ "

"Oh shush." She groggily waved a hoof nonchalantly. "Nothing I haven't been reliving every day since it happened." She sat more upright and her tone grew slightly more professional. "Sorry I slapped you. I tend to get a little overdramatic."

Sugar Belle despite her regret couldn't help but chuckle. "But really doctor, to make you."

"T.H. please." She said glibly.

Sugar Belle smiled and moved to the sex therapist. She wrapped her forelegs around her in a hug. "Thank you T.H. We never could've done it without you."

The doctor weakly joined the hug and smirked, "Literally." She began to be more awake, and her horn moved some papers on the desk. "Well now that we've got that out of the way we may as well finish up your paperwork." The Apples cringed in fear at the thought. Throbbing Heart chuckled softly. "Oh don't worry, it's just a review and a sign off saying I did my job." She cleared her throat loudly and spit into the trash can. "Alright let's see now. Object: 'Learn to have vaginal intercourse' yadda yadda yadda. Doctor Heart prescribes a process of acclimating to sexual stimuli blah blah blah. We went over extercourse, oral sex, anal sex." Sugar Belle blushed slightly at the mention of anal. "And you two got your practice in sneaky sex I'm sure." She said looking at the next page.

Both Apples raised their eyebrows. "Sneaky sex?" they asked as one.

Throbbing Heart looked up over the top of the page at them. "Yes. Finding ways to make love to each other when you're not supposed to. I kept very close tabs on the both of you but discord knows when you managed to see each other."

Sugar Belle placed a hoof on top of the page the sex therapist was going over. "We didn't have sex until after," she fished for the right word. "The incident."

Throbbing Heart lowered the paper, giving her the condescending unbelieving look of raising an eyebrow and held Sugar Belle's gaze for several seconds. When she didn't look away her face grew blank with surprise. "Wait. Seriously?" She shifted to sit more upright and looked from Apple to Apple in surprise. "You didn't find a place to secretly make love?" She shook her head in consternation. "That was the whole point of the exercise!"

Big Macintosh held up a hoof questioningly. "But y'all told us not to."

She looked at him still blank faced. "AND YOU LISTENED?!" She looked between the two as they confusedly nodded, not understanding her surprise. She began a chuckle that turned into shaking laughter, to the point that she almost fell out of her seat. The Apples looked bashfully at each other. Throbbing Heart wiped a tear from her eye as she said, "Oh, too good. You two belong together." She lifted the paperwork. "Ah! Here we are!" She levitated the paper over to them. "I am satisfied with the results of my treatment, blah blah blah, I hereby dismiss the doctor, blah blah blah. Sign on the dotted line." She levitated an ink press pad to them and they each stamped a hoof onto the page.

"There." She put the paperwork away. "Got that squared away." She steepled her hooves and looked at the Apples. "Congratulations on your success you two. Now, is there anything else you need?"

The couple looked between each other, and Sugar Belle nodded. "We first, we wanted to know why it was necessary for us to think we'd cheated on each other like that."

Throbbing Heart chuckled to herself. "I needed the two of you in the right state of mind to make this work, and reconciliatory sex is the best sex." She grit her teeth and muttered. "I would know. I've never had it." She calmed herself. "And the other thing?"

Big Mac inhaled. "Well that's just it T.H."

"We just feel awful about yesterday, so we talked it over and. . . " Sugar Belle's cheeks blushed ever so slightly, but her face remained determined. She took Throbbing Heart's hooves in her own. "We want to make it up to you." She shut her eyes and inhaled deeply. "We'd like to have sex with you."

Throbbing Heart's jaw dropped open with shock before clenching with indignation. "YOU!" She ground her teeth and snapped to her hooves. "After what you did to me yesterday!" She stomped towards Sugar Belle. "After you two made such a fuss over it." She backed her up against the wall, eyes blazing. "After we signed a forest's worth of paperwork about it." Sugar Belle shut her eyes in fear. Throbbing Heart got muzzle to muzzle with her. "You think I'm so desperate that I would make love to my own clients?"

Sugar Belle began to try to apologize, but Throbbing Heart shoved her tongue into her mouth. Her eyes snapped open and the Apples saw her portion of the paperwork suddenly burst into flame, then the pile of ash fall into the trash can. "FUCK YES!" She levitated them both onto the bed. "I've wanted that giant cock since the moment I laid eyes on it, and you Mrs Macintosh, you are an animal in the sack." Her horn flared and the golden ring appeared in both of their eyes. She lay between the apples and she reached a hoof back to hold Big Mac's head as she kissed him deeply. She raised a back leg high into the air, and Sugar Belle began to run her tongue over her well used pussy.

Throbbing Heart used her magic to stimulate both of their genitals and moved Big Mac behind her and Sugar Belle's recently stretched but still pretty pink pussy in front of her. She had to bite her lip as she ground the stallion's rock hard cock against her meat curtains. She had him thrust it in balls deep into her and her moan was deep with intensity. She dropped the P.K.C. spell on both of them and Big Macintosh began to pound away at her from behind, making her whole body shake with the force of him slapping against her giant slapworthy ass. She was so distracted by his humping that Sugar Belle had to grab her mane and grind her pussy against Throbbing Heart's muzzle to get her to remember her.

Throbbing Heart telepathically apologized, and set to work tongue fucking the adorably horny mare. Sugar Belle's back arched and she began to moan in harmony with the sex therapist. She liked her husband's tongue better, but Throbbing Heart was a professional. Literally. She tweaked and twirled her tongue around the mare's clit and sent it deep into her to reach her g spot. The arousal Sugar Belle felt at the whole scene caused her to near her orgasm quickly and Throbbing Heart sucked hard on her swollen pleasure center. She held her mouth tightly against Sugar Belle's pussy and greedily drank every drop of her pussy juice as it gushed out of her lovely lady lips.

Throbbing Heart levitated them to where she was impaled on Big Mac's flesh pole and to where he could give his wife round two. He grabbed her by the hips and slammed her down onto his throbbing dick, causing her to unexpectedly orgasm. She'd had bigger, she knew, but she couldn't exactly remember when just then. Despite all her vast experience, you just couldn't beat a good hard dicking. She began to ride his dick, rotating her hips to slide him in and out of her drenched pussy.

She stared tantalized as Big Mac's large tongue moving in and out of Sugar Belle's tight pussy. She leaned her forward and connected their mouths, kissing her deeply. Sugar Belle melted into the ballet of pleasure going on around her. She felt her husband's large powerful tongue violently rubbing her clit and the tongue in her mouth felt amazing. Throbbing Heart felt Big Mac getting close as his thrusting grew faster and she gained her trademark mischievous smile. She bounced on his hard cock as fast as she could while surreptitiously leaning Sugar Belle forward. Right before Big Mac climaxed she popped off of his dick and shoved it down Sugar Belle's throat all the way down to her stomach. He clenched his teeth at the slight pain of it compressing at her teeth, but his eyes still rolled back in his head at the feeling of his wife's throat. Her eyes went wide at the burning pain of having her throat stretched so far, but when he came inside her throat it aroused her so much she came just from the sensation of having him filling her stomach directly.

Big Mac's orgasm subsided and he tried to remove his massive member from his wife's overstretched throat, but when his head reached her teeth she slid it all the way back to the base into her throat. He whinied at the sensation and Throbbing Heart began touching herself at the display. She watched this adorable mare refuse to give up the opportunity to please her husband. She noticed Sugar Belle desperately reaching for her for her hoof. She looked her in the eye and Sugar Belle pointed quickly to her head with her hoof.

Throbbing Heart smiled and telepathically said. "I'm~"

"TELL HIM TO FUCK MY THROAT BEFORE I PASS OUT!!!" Sugar Belle screamed.

Throbbing Heart scrambled at the unexpected order. "Oh umm sorry hold on!" She cast a spell on Sugar Belle causing her nostrils to open up slightly wider, and Sugar Belle's eyes rolled back in her head in relief at being able to breathe again.

She pointed to her head again and Throbbing Heart heard her say, "Thank you, but I still want him to fuck my throat."

Throbbing Heart blushed for the first time since she was a filly at this adorable little mare's lust. She felt her pussy twitch with anticipation. She grinned and moved to behind Big Mac. "Mr Macintosh! Don't be rude. You know your wife likes it rough." He looked at her in surprise then at his wife impaled on his mammoth member. She winked at him and his dick got even harder inside of her. He grabbed her head with his hooves and began to violently fuck her small hot throat. Sugar Belle's eyes rolled back in her head at the sensation of having her throat fucked. Her hoof strayed down and began to rub her clit. Throbbing Heart moved to press her pussy against the other mares and began to grind roughly against her.

Sugar Belle got lost in the maelstrom of sensations coming both from in front and behind her. Her pussy sang as the other mare ground against it roughly. She lived to milk her husband's cock, and now she had it fucking her throat. Big Mac felt her moan through his dick, and seeing his wife grinding against another mare excited him until he unloaded another massive spray of cum directly into her stomach. Sugar Belle came from the sensation of being filled by her husband's hot baby batter, and Throbbing Heart was once again doused in her love juices. Big Mac leaned forward panting hard after his orgasm subsided, and he slowly pulled his dick out of her throat. When it got to her teeth Sugar Belle once again pointed to her head, and telepathically asked, "So how do we get it out?"

Throbbing Heart took over and made Sugar Belle's magic ever so gently compress the end of Big Mac's head as it slowly went over her teeth. When it finally flopped out with an audible pop Sugar Belle gasped gratefully at the air, her tongue lolled out of her head. Big Mac could see the last lingering drops of his cum dripping off it as she gasped for breath. Throbbing Heart came around and probed her mouth with her tongue, searching for any last lingering hint of his Apple flavored stallion seed.

Seeing the two mares sharing his leftovers woke his member right back up, and Throbbing Heart had them both drooling and sucking and licking in unison. Sugar Belle asked telepathically, "Why didn't you teach me to do that when we learned oral sex? I love being throat fucked!" She popped her husband's dick back into her mouth and gave it a few loving sucks.

Throbbing Heart was offered her turn to choke on the giant meat log and answered, "Because I had no idea what that would do to you yet. Honestly I wasn't even sure I could take it, and I'd never ask somepony to do anything I couldn't." She released the dick and said outloud, "Speaking of which!" She took control yet again and laid Sugar Belle on her back and scrambled on top of her, her legs splayed wide open. She spread her ample ass wide, fully displaying her winking asshole. Big Mac needed no urging and he slowly slid his battering ram of a cock head into her ass. Sugar Belle stared enraptured at Throbbing Heart's face as it slowly made its way deep inside her. The sex therapist couldn't help but moan louder and louder the more it stretched her asshole, until finally, to the surprise of all involved, she violently shook from the force of the orgasm hitting her. Big Mac felt her asshole clamp down on his cock as his balls were doused by her pussy juice, and Sugar Belle could feel his dick pressing against her stomach through the other mare's.

She grabbed the ecstatic mares face in her hooves and in a sultry voice Sugar Belle had never heard herself use before asked, "Yeah? You like my husband's cock?" Throbbing Heart screamed that she did as he began to pound away at her asshole, gaping it further than it had for a very long time. Sugar Belle ran her tongue along Throbbing Heart's neck. "YOU LIKE MY HUSBAND'S COCK YOU DIRTY BITCH?" She screamed.

"YES!" Came the desperate reply. This was the best ass fucking she'd had in as long as she could remember.

"SCREAM IT FOR ME BITCH!" Sugar Belle screamed as she began to tug the other mare's mane hard with her magic.

Throbbing Heart shuddered violently as she climaxed again then screamed, "I LOVE YOUR HUSBAND'S GIANT COCK IN MY ASS!" Sugar Belle never released the other mare's mane as she shoved her tongue into Throbbing Heart's mouth, and felt her moaning loudly into her mouth as she did so. Big Mac slapped Throbbing Heart's curvaceous jiggling ass hard and her back arched hard at the orgasm it caused. She felt him getting close and ever so stealthily began to lubricate Sugar Belle's asshole. Right before he came she popped it out of her ass and he slammed it hard balls deep into his wife's anus.

The force of the entry and the flood of cum that immediately followed it caused Sugar Belle to unexpectedly orgasm and Throbbing Heart smiled at her clients love of ass play. Sugar Belle was once again filled to bursting with her husband's seed and her stomach swelled from the excessive volume. Big Mac feeling his own wife's painfully tight asshole wrapped around him again whinied and continued to pound away. Sugar Belle gritted her teeth hard at the force he used, and Throbbing Heart kissed her neck softly as she patiently waited her turn.

After Sugar Belle climaxed again Throbbing Heart gently popped his dick out of her asshole, and into her still twitching pussy. The orgasm rolled back over her again and again as his relentless dick stretched her insides mercilessly. Throbbing Heart was nearing the end from sheer excitement at the faces Sugar Belle was making so she popped the giant cock out of the other mare's pussy and into her's. She backed up against him as hard as she could and soon her back arched again with the intense climax. The two then spent the next several orgasms trading off who got the violent railing, and which hole they would use. Sugar Belle reflexatorily let out a small whine when her beloved husband's massive meatlog was once again removed from her quivering pussy, and Throbbing Heart chuckled. "Awww don't pout!"

Sugar Belle blushed in embarrassment. "Well, it is my husband's dick after all."

"Aww poor baby" She said and she lit her horn.

Big Mac felt an odd sensation coming from his dick. He looked and saw that it was doubling in width. His eyes snapped open in shock as sit split in two and suddenly his giant dick was joined by a second giant dick sticking out beside the other one. His face went slightly blue with shock. "Warn me affore y'all do somethin lahke that," he said staring at his double dick.

Throbbing Heart blushed slightly. "Oh sorry terrible old habit, but now your cute widdle wifey doesn't have to wait." She pulled a still stunned Sugar Belle up to the right one of her husband's cocks and began to slide the other one in and out of her own throat. Big Mac groaned hard at the sensation of face fucking two mares at once. He grabbed both of their heads one in each hoof and rammed them balls deep onto his cocks. They both moaned at the wonderful sensation of having their throats fucked by this stallion and his giant cocks.

Throbbing Heart snapped out of her daze and assumed control again. She didn't want to waste this opportunity, so she had Sugar Belle lay sideways beside her, and had Big Mac shove a big dick into each of their pussies. Big Mac was overwhelmed by the sensation of pumping two pussies at once and gritted his teeth hard. Sugar Belle moaned loudly as she thanked the doctor. She had to admit this was much better than waiting. Throbbing Heart winked and telepathically said, "Oh just you wait." She popped the dicks out of their pussies and into their assholes and both shuddered hard at the pleasure. They kissed deeply as Big Mac went about his work of thrusting and slapping and pumping and pumping and pumping.

Throbbing Heart felt him getting close and suddenly popped both dicks into Sugar Belle, one in her drenched pussy, the other in her gaped asshole. She came again from the sensation and Big Mac thrust as hard as he could. He filled both of her holes and her stomach stuck out far at the sheer volume of cum inside it. Throbbing Heart unplugged him from her and let her drain for a moment so she'd be ready for what was cumming next.

Sugar Belle panted hard, her mind awash at the sensation of being filled to bursting with her husband's love juice. Suddenly though she felt something invade her throat and looked down her muzzle in shock. She saw to her considerable surprise and confusion a dick the size of her husband's sticking out from where Throbbing Heart's clitoris used to be. Sugar Belle telepathically said, "Warn me before you do something like that!"

Throbbing Heart slapped her ass hard with her magic. "Oh you know you love it." Sugar Belle showed she did by taking the dick down into her stomach and Big Mac resumed his double penetration from behind her. She was rammed in all three holes at once, and she couldn't get enough. She loved choking on dick. She loved having the deepest parts of her pussy battered. She loved having her insides rearranged from being rammed in the ass. The very last part of her mind that wasn't being fucked out of her decided she should thank Throbbing Heart for being so generous and she made her magic into the form of two large rods to slip into Throbbing Heart's ass and pussy. She yelped at the unexpected penetration, and when she realized what was going on she gawked at the mare choking on her cock. "I never taught you to do that!"

Sugar Belle never stopped sucking, but winked as she thought, "I figured it out." The three fucked until five sets of genitals climaxed simultaneously and Sugar Belle was stuffed almost to bursting with cum in her mouth, ass, and pussy. Throbbing Heart realized this might be a bit dangerous and her horn lit. Big Mac looked down and sighed with relief to see the other dick disappear. It had been nice, but one was enough he thought.

"Oh Mr Macintosh, are you going to keep us waiting all day?" He heard Throbbing Heart say. He looked and his eyes went wide as he saw his wife's small breasts had swollen until they were larger than watermelons and were poised on to of Throbbing Heart's breasts of similar size. "What? I had to put all of that cum somewhere!" He placed his dick between their breasts and began to thrust happily. Sugar Belle squirmed and moaned at the sensation of her husband's dick sliding against her leaking nipples. Throbbing Heart leaned forward and kissed her deeply as he thrust, the dick coming all the way up near their muzzles as it slid against their giant breasts.

Big Mac sprayed his load all over the two of them and flopped down beside his wife on the bed panting hard. The giant breasts faded and she turned limply to face her husband his cum matted all over her body. They smiled at each other lovingly as they panted, both exhausted by the ordeal. They were startled out of their revelry by Throbbing Heart shouting, "DON'T STOP YET! THERE'S STILL SO MUCH TO DO!" Her eyes glowed and she was suddenly surrounded by a glowing magical aura. The Apples watched in horror as two giant dicks sprang out of her crotch and she slowly rose into the air supported by a multitude of tentacles that all ended in a horse cock.

They went white as a sheet and waved their hooves dismissively saying, "NOPE! NUH UH! WE'RE GOOD! NO THANK YOU!"

The glow dropped from Throbbing Heart's eyes and the tentacles drooped in disappointment. She groaned loudly in annoyance. "UUUUUUGH! Get a girl all hot and bothered then stop JUST when things are getting good. FINE!" She tore the door off the hinge and bounded out the door walking on the tentacles. The Apples looked at each other in shock and decided to just call it a day. They passed out in each other's hooves, laying in a puddle of their own juices.

Happy ending?

Big Mac once again woke with pain. His dick burned in its sheath from overuse, and he could feel his heartbeat in his thoroughly depleted testicles. He realized he'd been woken up by somepony knocking and he shook his mind awake. He unstuck himself from the sheets and from his wife, then limped to the open doorway. He saw the door sitting on the ground several feet from the shattered door frame. He winced at the memory but groggily greeted the pony standing in the open door way. He noticed the pony standing there had a smile that was a little too wide. His mane looked like it had been hastily smoothed back down, his suit jacket had dull stains on it. He looked like he hadn't slept in days, and his bag laden eyes twitched slightly.

He cheerily introduced himself in a voice shaky with stress. "Hi my name is Warm Welcome. I'm guest relations here at Sunny Sands resort. How are you? Do you have enough champagne? Are you enjoying the amenities? Good? Good!" Big Mac tried to answer each question as it was asked, but never got to answer before this strange stallion dropped to his knees and desperately begged with his hooves folded. "PLEASE LEAVE!" he shouted, tears in his eyes. Big Mac took a step back in surprise. "I know the princess sent you, but half of my staff can't walk and the other half is pregnant! I can't feel my fucking legs. PLEASE TAKE HER AWAY FROM UH HUH HUH HUUUUS!" he pleaded desperately.

Sugar Belle limped up beside her husband. "We were just leaving today."

The resort pony gasped in relief. "Oh THANK YOU! THANK TWILIGHT! THANK YOU!" He said bowing and scraping pathetically. The young couple limped hoof in hoof towards their hut and everywhere they went they saw scenes of lust and debauchery too lewd for words. Mares twitched in a daze, fluid leaking out of every hole. Stallions passed out, testicles shriveled up to prunes. Here a mare who's ass had been spanked so hard the Apples weren't sure she'd ever walk again. There a stallion tied up in bondage gear and abandoned. The sound of groaning was omnipresent, and they felt mildly guilty for unleashing this demon of lust upon the resort.

They made it back to their hut and noticed the door was ajar. On the bed and all around was a mass of flesh and limbs, one pony indistinguishable from the next, every face the same glazed over expression of being utterly satiated. The large heart shaped bed lay at an angle, the frame having given out from the strain of so many writhing ponies. The Apples couldn't extract their luggage, as every satchel was either stained beyond recognition, or was being used as a pillow by the exhausted ponies on the floor. Throbbing Heart lay in the center of a pile of no less than twenty ponies, legs tangled in a giant mass, stuck together with various dried fluids. Sugar Belle gently nudged Throbbing Heart awake with her magic and said telepathically, "Umm sorry to wake you but it's time to go." Throbbing Heart stretched and suddenly everypony in the room, minus the Apples, rose as one, the golden ring adorning every eye. They marched out in lock step carrying Throbbing Heart out on their shoulders.

Throbbing Heart crooned, "I just have to tie up some loose ends and I'll meet you at the boat." The Apples cowered in fear at the power of the sex therapist. They made their way to the ship through a crowd of ponies, who all seemed oddly depressed about something. They took their places on the deck when they saw Throbbing Heart galloping at a dead sprint towards them. Sugar Belle heard in her mind, "Start the boat. Start The Boat! START THE BOAT!!!" The apples looked and saw a group of ponies chasing after her. The crowd on the dock all cheered, many with tears in their eyes.

The ship began to pull away from the dock and Throbbing Heart lept out towards it. Sugar Belle went to catch her in her magic but six pegasus flew up and caught her before she could. She was set down gently on the deck and gave each of them a short farewell kiss. She moved to the railing and blew kisses at the assembled crowd. Many held up signs as they waved goodbye. One said, "Cum back soon!" Another said, "I'll wait for you!" Sugar Belle grew greatly concerned that one actually read, "I'm pregnant with your foal. Please don't leave!!!" but she decided not to mention it. They made their way back to Ponyville by comfortable stages and every once in a while the Apple couple slipped away to the bathroom together to have naughty sex. They'd apparently missed their chance to do so at the resort, so they felt the need to make up for lost time. They stepped off the train at Ponyville station where princess Twilight, Pinkie Pie, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Granny Smith, and Applebloom greeted them cheerily.

Throbbing Heart pulled princess Twilight to the side and spoke to her in soliloquy.

Rainbow Dash asked excitedly, "So did it work? Did youuuu. . . " She nudged Sugar Belle with her elbow, and wiggled her eyebrows.

Throbbing Heart's horn lit and touched the end of Twilight's horn.

The young couple smiled, took each other's hooves, and nodded.

Twilight shook her head in horror, and her horn flared angrily.

The assembled ponies cheered, and the Apples shared a prolonged hug. Big Mac looked around, but couldn't find Applejack.

Starlight Glimmer appeared in front of Twilight who shouted something unintelligible at her, and she cringed in fear.

Applebloom interjected "Oh she's back on the farm waiting to give ya y'all's surprise!"

A short magic fight broke out as Starlight Glimmer tried to teleport away, but Twilight Sparkle had studied all her tricks since they became friends.

Rainbow Dash piped up, "We worked all week on it. Let's go!"

Twilight Sparkle opened a portal to tartarus and a screaming Starlight Glimmer was tossed bodily in.

The group slowly made their way to Sweet Apple Acres and the young couple were led to a brand new farm house with extra rooms for the foals who were soon to fill it. The young couple gawked that they'd managed to build the whole thing in less than a week. They squeezed everypony in a giant group hug and thanked them with tears in their eyes. Rainbow Dash smirked, "Yeah well A.J. wanted a place for y'all to be exiled to if the plan failed so. . . " The young couple blushed slightly.

Big Mac made to open the door, but the handle swung inwards and a very unamused Applejack stood there, stern faced. Big Mac signaled for Sugar Belle to wait, and he approached his sister. The two stared intensely at each other for a long moment. Applejack raised an eyebrow and Big Mac nodded. Applejack sighed hard and sagged visibly with relief. She began to tear up and grabbed her brother in a tight hug, crying into his shoulder at their ordeal finally being over.

The young couple were led around their new home and were told about all the features and amenities. Unfortunately, or fortunately depending on your point of view, the young couple were at the back of the line of ponies on the tour, so when they saw the master bedroom, they both gave each other a mischievous grin, and stealthily shut the door behind them. Rarity turned to show one of the walk in closets she'd insisted on them including in the construction, and noticed they were no longer in the group. Everypony looked about wondering where they were, when Granny Smith started to cackle to herself.

"Ah think we should let the newlyweds git settled." They went to file out of Macintosh Manor, as Rarity had insisted on calling it, when their ears were assaulted by a horrible creaking of furniture, and pleasure moans that Sugar Belle failed to stifle in her passion. Every cheek but Granny Smith's blushed at what they heard. Their normally soft spoken friend was saying things that even made Rainbow Dash blush. The group began to pick up their pace, when they were stopped suddenly by the reappearance of Throbbing Heart at the door.

Applejack was caught between a rock and a hard place. She couldn't stay another second within earshot of her sister in law, but she wanted nothing to do with the mare standing in front of her, levitating a letter out to her. She appreciated the help she'd been to her family sure, but the incident in the barn was unexcusable, whether or not she'd enjoyed it was irrelevant. She stared hard at the sex therapist who held her gaze unflinching. This delicious mare was going to take her letter come tartarus or high water. When Applejack heard her own dear brother actually say, "That's raght ya dirty bitch, choke on it!" the dam burst and Applejack groaned hard as she snatched the letter out of the air and galloped away from the scene of such depravity. It was Throbbing Heart and Rarity's turn to stare for a long moment before, to the surprise of all involved they both bowed to each other and the sex therapist left without another word.

Pinkie Pie stepped forward eyebrow raised in confusion? "Wait Rarity and Throb-chan aren't going to make up and have reconciliation humps?!" Her face fell. "But Dan will be so disappointed!"

Twilight, even though she should know better by now, couldn't help but turn and ask, "Who?"

"Oh it's just Pinkie Pie," Rainbow Dash said as she snatched Pinkie Pie into the air to get some much needed relief of sexual tension.

The young couple christened their new home all that afternoon. . . And all evening. .. and all night. Even the next day during the harvest a bleary eyed Big Mac kept sneaking off to go plow his mare. Applejack never had to see his penis, and that was all well and good, but she wasn't sure if hearing the constant din of their passion was any better. She figured out that it was worse when she didn't sleep a wink that night. Even with the Macintosh Manor on the complete opposite side of the orchard, Applejack still couldn't drown out the sound of furniture creaking, flesh slapping, and the most obscene language Applejack had ever heard her brother or her sister-in-law use.

Applejack once again breathed a silent prayer to any god that would listen to please, pretty please, for Mercy's sake, just kill her now. Khorne stomped forwards, a pleading Slaanesh hanging on one arm, and a weaseling Tzeentch hanging on the other, but their protests and petitions were in vain. "SHE HAS TO DIE! SHE SAID PLEASE!!!" The blood god screamed as he raised his chain axe to strike. Right before he could plant his weight to strike however, Nurgle plopped down on the enraged lord of war.

Applejack decided since she wasn't going to get any sleep to just read the letter she'd tried to ignore. "Caint be any worse then what Ah'm hearin already." She broke the wax seal and read by candlelight.

"Ms Apple.

I sincerely apologise for the incident in the barn, but you were being rude about my profession and I lost my temper."

Applejack ground her teeth together. This mare had the presumption to turn her family into a couple of sex fiends, then say SHE was being rude.

"Though that is the subject of this letter. You see Ms Apple, when you're in somepony's head you cannot lie to them, and what I saw in your head concerns somepony I still care very deeply about." Applejack blushed at the memory of what she'd screamed in the barn.

"In another fit of anger many years ago I performed the same process on an acquaintance of yours, and what I saw in her head certainly wasn't me. I never saw the vision clearly, but I do know for certain that it was an earth pony. A very well toned earth pony. A female earth pony. Who wore a hat. Hint hint.

She is the very best of mares Ms Apple. Though I ruined my chance with her, I sincerely believe you could make her very happy. I've seen the deepest parts of your mind Ms Apple,I know you will treat her right. I submit to the superior mare.

Enviously yours,

Throbbing Heart, Doctor of Psychology"

P.S. I fucked the living shit out of Sugar Belle and your brother eat a dick!"

Applejack was so overwhelmed by emotion that her mind imploded into zen state of focus. She needed to be not here, and she had an idea of a much nicer place to be. She walked slowly and deliberately to carousel boutique. She knocked, and a long while later a groggy Rarity, face mask, curlers, and all answered the door. "Applejack darling! It's three in the morning, what ever is the matter?"

Applejack trotted in right past the groggy mare. "Rares, we gotta talk." The two spent a passionate night together and made Rarity's unique style of sweet gentle love until dawn. The candle on the night stand burned low as Applejack reread the letter.

Rarity rolled over and draped a foreleg across her tone stomach. "What are you reading love? She asked then kissed the farm pony's heart.

Applejack looked down on her victory prize snuggled up cozy to her, secure in the knowledge that she truly loved her, and chuckled to herself. "Oh nuthin shug." She held the letter up to the fire and let the ash collect on the candle stick holder. "Nuthin at all."