Ghostfuckersby The Lunar RebelChaptersChapter 1Chapter 2Chapter 3Chapter 1The late evening sun of Hallows Eve was near, yet not close enough to the horizon for the day to be done as both Principal Celestia and Vice Principal Luna completed their Halloween shopping. Apparently this was the only time of the year when Luna actually expressed enthusiasm for something; and that was only for her favorite holiday. Unlike Celestia while they were both kids, Luna cared more for doing tricks than receiving treats. While Celestia trick-or-treated with mother, Luna and their father stayed home pranking other trick-or-treaters that would come up to their door for candy. These of course would be the harmless yet still send a shiver down your spine type of tricks, like putting a handful of plastic black spiders in the candy bowl that looked ready to pounce on anyone who dared to try and take more than one piece of candy… which was the rule they laid down for their property like most. Luna’s favorite however was dressing up in a masked costume while sitting down on the patio steps, presenting a bowl of candy in her lap. Given her small stature, she didn’t appear all that intimidating to fellow children. However once in a great while when a single or group of children came up to her to get candy, she would shriek while reaching up a hand toward them, of course taking care to actually not grab them. Luna always had to refrain from laughing almost sadistically as the frightened children ran away screaming their heads off. Luckily her father could defuse a situation with the other childrens’ parents if Luna happened to go a bit too far with the prank. If so, she reluctantly agreed to dim down the act. Now in her late-forties, Luna still likes a good trick every now and then; but now she mostly likes to attend adult Halloween parties while Celestia now gives out candy. Dressed up of course. “Are you quite sure you don’t want to attend this year’s Halloween Bash with me for a change?” Luna asked Celestia as they drove back home from the supplies store. Celestia was at the wheel while Luna rode shotgun. “As much fun as they seem from your descriptions, I’m afraid I have to decline. Also I need to be your designated driver for tonight as always,” Celestia replied politely despite Luna sighing and rolling her eyes in annoyance. “Sorry Lulu, but I just can’t leave the children hanging. Besides I think it’s more entertaining to see the cute costumes they wear, and see their faces light up when I’m at the door.” “Yeah cute is way more better than scary,” Luna said sarcastically. “At least by the time they become teenagers, they get a better grasp at what Halloween is all about.” Celestia raised a brow. “You mean by dressing up as serial killers from those cheesy slasher films to practically extort candy from innocent children?” “No! Maybe… I’m not exactly sure.” Celestia just shook her head. Quite honestly this was the only time of year when she preferred her younger sister to be her usually strict self. “Look, I’m just saying that kind of thing is on the parents who allowed them to go out without their supervision. At least they are with a group of other kids,” Luna explained. “That might be so. But if I could be the principal of this holiday, I would forbid such conduct.” Luna just groaned in response and turned her gaze toward the window. For a moment, neither sister said a word to each other while silently agreeing it would be best to end the conversation before it turned into a debate that would sour the mood and day for the both of them. It was then that they spotted a makeshift advertisement sign posted on the side of the road that read: SWEET APPLE ACRE PRODUCE AND YARD SALE MONDAY-FRIDAY 3PM-6PM Luna didn’t think much of it since they already have all they need at home, but unfortunately she didn’t notice her sister’s expression of interest. “Say. How about we check out what the Apple Family is selling real quick?” “As tempting as that sounds, Tia, we’ve already spent nearly our entire budget on decorations and candy,” Luna said while pointing a thumb at the trunk of the vehicle. “There’s no need for more and unnecessary items.” “It wouldn’t hurt to at least browse. Besides you know the rule of the car; whoever’s at the wheel calls the shots. We won’t be there long since it’s already twenty to six.” “Fine. Just as long as we only browse,” Luna said while folding her arms across her chest. “Nothing more than that.” Without another word, Celestia rerouted toward the direction of Sweet Apple Acres. Somehow Luna just knew Celestia wouldn’t keep her word: not like she said ‘I promise not to buy anything’, or anything like that. At least her and Celestia’s jobs paid well. Once the sisters arrived at Sweet Apple Acres, they could see that the Apple family still had a decent number of customers present, but the numbers were dwindling as it got closer to the time for closing. That seemed good enough to Luna since there wouldn’t be time to purchase anything after waiting in line. The setup of the sale yard was simple and straightforward just like any other farmers’ stand. Although there happened to be two. One stand being run by Granny Smith which happened to be the family's main line of apple products, among other produce like corn and soybeans. The other one being manned by Apple Bloom which was selling old looking trinkets like candle holders and unwanted extra china. Most of the wares present though was what looked like toys for younger children. Both Big Mac and Applejack were doing the legwork. Since the sale was now seven minutes from closing, the siblings were starting to put items away. However if a customer stopped them if they happened to take an interest in the item, there seemed to be a quick willing amount of cash pay. When Applejack was done making an exchange, Celestia walked over to her while Luna stayed behind to look around, still with the intent on not purchasing anything of course. Although deep down she hoped that there might be something she might be interested in… like an old gaming console that she never got to own in her younger years. “Hello, Applejack,” Celestia greeted pleasantly. “This is quite a sale your family is having.” Applejack turned her attention toward her with a look of surprise, yet delight. After all it wasn’t everyday that your school principal shows up to your home during after school hours. “Oh howdy, Principal Celestia. Yeah ya can say it is, but Ah’m afraid that we’re nearly out of time; and that this is the final day of the sale. If ya wanna purchase somethin’, it’s best to do it now.” “We mostly came to browse under my sister’s wishes about budget concerns,” Celestia said while indicating to Luna who still looked uninterested in anything. “But~” As Celestia took a quick, yet thorough look through the nearby wares, what stood out to her was a single rustic brown storage chest. For whatever strange reason though, it didn’t have a price listed next to it. Celestia just assumed that the tag was put away a short while ago. Since she didn’t have much storage space back at home, Celestia knew she could make use of a storage container. There was plenty of space for one in her room back at home. “How much do you want for that chest?” she asked while pointing to the aforementioned item. When Applejack looked in the indicated direction, Celestia noticed that the farmgirl’s expression suddenly turned somewhat solemn. “Oh. You mean our parent’s old storage chest? Ah’m not sure. Honestly ah was hopin’ that no one would notice that.” With this revelation, Celestia felt a pang of guilt in her chest. Both Bright Mac and Pear Butter were killed in a car crash by a drunk driver while coming home from getting supplies in town nearly over a decade ago. Both Celestia and Luna had bonds with both of them from their high school days. When the word got to them about Bright and Pear’s accident, they couldn’t help but be devastated; but felt even worse for the Apple family who were no doubt experiencing the worst of the grief. “I’m sorry. I had no idea it belonged to them,” Celestia apologized while putting a hand over her chest to express her sincerity. She then raised a brow at the thought of a question she had. “Why is your family wanting to sell it if it has that much sentimental value?” “Well, Mom and Dad did mention to me once that it could be given away if they either had no more use for it-” Applejack then took off her father’s stetson hat and held it in front of her with both hands. Her expression became more crestfallen. “-or if something were to happen to either of them. Ah never thought that a few weeks later that they would… you know.” Celestia admired Applejack’s strong will to not breakdown, even though it’s unhealthy to hold back emotions. She only assumed that Applejack cries only when she was sure she was completely alone. Regardless, Celestia placed a hand on Applejack’s shoulder getting her attention. “I know what you mean. It’s something no one saw coming. If it’s any consolation, I don’t wish to purchase it anymore. I can help you put it away and out of sight if you wish.” Applejack gave a small smile and shook her head while putting her stetson back on. “Thanks, but that won’t be needed. Ah’ve always respected my parent’s wishes, even if ah didn’t always agree to ‘em deep down sometimes. However Ah know someone like you has the right kind of responsible attitude to look after it for us.” “If you’re absolutely sure about this” - Celestia reached into her pocket to pull out her wallet to retrieve a remaining pair of two twenty-dollar bills - “will fourty be okay with you? Surely that chest is worth more than that, but this is all I have currently left.” “Ah’m sure,” Applejack assured as she accepted the payment, “and yes this will do just fine. We’ve already drummed up enough income from our crops alone.” Celestia nodded before getting into position to lift up the chest on her own. That probably was a bad idea because even if she had the sense to lift with her knees, a sudden jolt of pain hit the latter and shot up to her back causing her to gasp and wince before releasing her grip. Despite her still stunning and youthful appearance, along with her energy and bright attitude; Celestia was already at the start of her fifties. If her exterior didn’t expose how old she truly was… then her interior structure did. “Oh!” Celestia cried out as she grasped the side of her mid torso, getting the attention of a few onlookers; along with Lunas’. Concerned for her sister’s well-being, Luna hastily made her way over to Celestia’s side. “Tia, what happened? Are you okay?” “I’m fine, Lulu. I just had a minor cramp is all.” Applejack was quite surprised at witnessing the principal lying to her own kin since she always seemed to be the most trustworthy and reliable person to see at school. She guessed how things were after hours. They were still siblings after all. Plus this was the first time she heard the principal and vice principal call each other by their supposed nicknames. However Luna deserved the truth, and Applejack knew she was the designated one to give it. “She tried liftin’ the chest all by herself before Ah could tell her it was a two person task,” Applejack explained. “Ah ain’t sure what’s in there since the key to it is nowhere to be found around the house.” “Is that so?” Luna asked, crossing her arms while giving Celestia a look of disapproval, to which the latter only replied to it with a sheepish smile. “And let me guess” - Luna continued while indicating to the chest - “you spent whatever you had left on you to purchase this.” Celestia just nodded. Luna pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. “I’ll make some room in the trunk,” she only said before walking away. “Ah’m mighty impressed with Luna’s perception,” Applejack stated when the latter was out of earshot. “When you live together for most of your entire life, you pick up quite a lot of things,” Celestia said while still rubbing her sore back. “Are you going to be okay though?” Applejack asked, redirecting her attention to the older woman’s condition. “I’ll be fine after a while,” Celestia assured with a smile. “But we could still use some help moving the chest into the car.” “Allow me.” To Celestia’s surprise, Applejack was able to pick up the chest all by herself with little to no effort before walking off in the direction that Luna went. Either the chest was lighter than it seemed, and her age made it heavier; or Applejack was born with inhuman strength. Of course the reasonable guess was that years working on the farm built up her muscles naturally. With that, Celestia followed Applejack back to the car, where Luna was rather impatient waiting. *** By the time the sisters arrived home, it was already sundown. The street lamps of their neighbourhood were already on to provide light for any night drivers either arriving home in that area, or just passing through. Creepy night stalkers as well, but that would be just plain stupid since their license plate code would be completely visible for anyone to report. “I still can’t believe you blew your remaining forty dollars on an old chest,” Luna chided as the car pulled into the driveway of their home. “That could’ve been used for something more important… like for a cheese pizza.” Celestia furrowed a brow. “We have plenty of oven pizzas already in the fridge.” “I meant for delivery, obviously.” Celestia took a brief moment to ponder this before a coy smile crossed her lips. “Ah. So you can ogle the pizza boy. Dusk Terra was it?” A fierce blush suddenly crossed Luna’s face. “What? No! I just happen to enjoy the quality of the food, that’s all.” Her younger sister’s sudden defensive demeanor didn’t swayde Celestia at all. In fact it just made her more amused. “If that’s the case, perhaps you should invite him to stay for a bit the next time you make an order. Perhaps to discuss a positive review for his workplace privately?” “Oh-okay! How about we just drop the subject and help each other move supplies into the house before setting up decorations?” Luna suggested, clearly getting more flustered. She didn’t want to fall into that cliche of being that kind of woman who sleeps with men half her age; but it seemed all signs were starting to point to it. Celestia just chuckled as she popped the latch to the trunk before getting out of the car with Luna following suit. More time passed as the sisters unloaded and hung decor up. Thankfully it didn’t take long at all since all they got were mostly window stickers with a few hangables that they placed on the tree in their front yard. Lastly were a couple of carved jack-o-lanterns that depicted Celestia and Luna’s favoured sun and moon symbols that were placed on the front porch. The only thing officially left was bringing in the storage chest. However, it was around suppertime now and both sisters were already feeling tired from their previous activity. “How about we deal with this tomorrow. It’s not like we can open it anyway,” Luna said as both she and Celestia gazed upon the still locked chest. “Besides there’s probably nothing in there but junk that we don’t have any use for.” “You do realize that this chest used to belong to both Bright Mac and Pear Butter right?” Celestia asked with a hint of disgust in her tone for disrespecting a possession of the Apple Family… especially one that belonged to deceased members. A look of shock and embarrassment came across Luna’s face at this revelation. “Uh… no. I had no idea.” She then looked to Celestia with an actual expression of sincerity and understanding. “Is this why you got this? To finally have something to remember them by, even after all these years?” Celestia smiled softly before giving a nod. “Indeed I did. Believe me I was just as surprised as you when Applejack told me. I was apprehensive about buying it then; but she gave me the consent since it was something Bright Mac and Pear wanted.” “I see,” Luna said before re-focusing her attention on the chest. “How about for now it should stay in here until we can get a key forged for it? I’m thinking after Halloween when selected businesses are opened again.” “Fair enough,” Celestia agreed before taking the liberty of closing the door to the car’s trunk. As the sisters walked away and back into their house with muffled chatter, the inner lock of the chest clicked loose as if it had a mind of its own. It was followed then by the lid of it slowly opening by itself. Author's Note This story will be five chapters long. I already have the second chapter queued up for tomorrow; but the remaining three will be uploaded in the upcoming weekends since I ran out of time to write them. My fault due to my absent-mindedness. Chapter 2Later on that night after having their dinner, the sisters retired to their rooms for their own way of relaxation. Celestia sat up in her bed reading a book with a cup of warm tea sitting on the nightstand on the side of her bed while wearing a bathrobe. Her face was adorned with a pair of small-framed reading glasses with magnifying lenses to help her see the print better. She usually had to use them at work as well when doing paperwork. Further down the hallway in her own room: which in no surprise was darker compared to her sisters; Luna was on her gaming laptop either pwning noobs, or getting pwned by tryhards. Not exactly a way of relaxing, but there was no debate about it. Although it would explain the difference in mood between her and Celestia. As Celestia continued reading on, for some reason her mind kept wandering off from her book and on to thoughts about the storage chest. At first she thought nothing of it other than just minor recollections from today. However as they kept strangely persisting, Celestia found herself reading the same paragraph or sentence over and over again to the point where she just sighed before placing a bookmark on the page. If it would help put her mind at ease, Celestia decided to go check on the chest real quick. The idea seemed ridiculous since she knew it was already safe and secure, but something was compelling her to make double sure anyway. Putting on a pair of slippers, she quietly left her room and went downstairs. Steadily opening the door leading into the garage, she switched on the lights before walking over to the trunk of the car. When she lifted it open, Celestia was surprised to see the lid to the chest opened up. Not only that, but what was inside the chest was even more of a shock. A variety of different sex toys lined the bottom to nearly the top of the chest. Dildos, anal beads, vibrators, you name it. Celestia never guessed Pear and Bright Mac’s love life was this kinky, but who could have anyway? What stood out to her though was a single six-in-a-half inch mold that was in the shape of a rather thick meaty penis with testicles included. After being sure her sister didn’t sneak up on her or anything, Celestia reached for and grabbed the mold as if in a hypnotic trance. As her fingers grasped the shaft, she could feel the bumps of the veins running along its side. Upon examining every angle, Celestia spotted a couple of capitalized letters carved on the back of the testicles. B.M It didn’t take a rocket scientist for Celestia to know that these were initials for a name: Bright Mac. She was holding the molded full erection of Bright Mac’s genitalia. “Oh sweet Faust~,” Celestia breathed out in a state of arousal. She could feel her nearly abandoned loins become moist and slick again. The feeling in her legs went numb, nearly causing her to lose her balance. Not wanting to stick around any longer than she needed to, Celestia closed the door to the car’s trunk before heading back inside. Before going back to her room, Celestia decided to quickly check on Luna. Thankfully the latter was too engrossed in an online match to even acknowledge her sister peeking in. Celestia quietly breathed a sigh of relief before returning Luna’s door to the closest position it was before to not leave the evidence that she was invading Luna’s privacy. Upon entering her room, Celetia turned around to make sure the coast was clear before slowly closing her door with a mischievous expression on her face. *** “Flag taken! Flag dropped! Flag taken! Flag dropped! Flag taken! Flag dropped!” the match announcer kept repeatedly saying as a noobish player on Luna’s team kept picking up and letting go of the opposing team’s flag. Luna's right eye twitched from nearly losing her mind. This was one of the reasons why she hated CTF matches. It’s a good thing she didn’t have her mic on, or she would’ve gone on a verbally abusive rant. Worse case scenario being that one or two of the players could’ve been CHS students who would recognize her voice. Then she’d really be in an awkward situation… along with possibly losing her job. Sighing, Luna decided just to lower the volume so she could at least concentrate a little better. However once she did so, the audio of her computer started to become a bit garbled. Having to go AFK, Luna brought up her computer’s setting menu to make sure that no hacker or anything was trying to mess with her system. That wouldn’t have been possible anyway since her laptop was already programmed to protect itself from cheat hardware. Still it never hurts to be sure in case a way was found to break past security. When the systems checked out normal, Luna was relieved, but yet the issue still continued on. Not only that, but it escalated. In just a half a minute, the sounds evolved from incoherent garbles into what sounded like moaning: the pleasurable kind. The moaning seemed to sound feminent, and that it was accompanied with what sounded like flesh slapping together. If she didn’t know better, Luna swore that a couple was having sexual intercourse over the mic. Sure there was such a thing as couples who game together, but resorting to practically exhibiting things that should happen privately in the bedroom online; especially if there happened to be young children present, was just messed up on so many levels. A bit disturbed by the experience, Luna decided to quit the match. Since it was the first early leave, the ban would only last a minute. That was good enough for Luna since she decided to take a quick break anyway to get a snack and beverage. As Luna stepped out of her room, she picked up the sound of her sister moaning in an unladylike manner from her room. As Luna got closer, the sound of Celestia’s bed springs creaking could be heard as if she was engaged in a session of rough, yet passionate sex. “Ah~Ah~Oh~! Deeper! Harder! YES~!” Luna could hear Celestia scream through her closed door. Of all the times she’s overheard her sister masturbate, this was by far the most bizarre and overly dramatic. Whatever the reason, Luna decided not to investigate. However she couldn’t help but feel a bit turned on by both her sister, and that disembodied sounding female voice over her computer moaning like bitches in heat. Trying to shake off the feeling, Luna headed downstairs towards the kitchen to get herself a snack and soda. Gamer fuel if you want to call it that. As she sifted through the pantry, Luna felt a slight ice cold breeze brush along her backside, giving her goosebumps. She quickly looked behind her to see if a robber was breaking in through a window. However there was no sign of a window being open. Also she would’ve heard it, and that she knew her and Celestia locked up the windows tight for the season. Once all seemed clear, Luna resumed her activity and picked out a bag of chips and a can of her favorite soda before closing the pantry door and heading back up to her room. As she made the trip, the atmosphere of the house felt a bit different to her. It was nothing threatening to say the least, but the air felt a bit colder, and that Luna had that feeling of being watched by unseen eyes. Luna quickened her pace a bit as she went up the stairs, bypassed her still self-pleasuring older sister, and into her room before quickly closing the door behind her. Luna closed her eyes and took a breath of relief as she pressed her back against the door. This moment was short lived as the temperature in her room suddenly dropped, causing her breath to be seen as she exhaled. An unworldly light then enveloped her eyelids prompting her to open them. What she saw caused her to drop both her soda and chips in shock… and also in perfect unison. Sitting in the center of her bed on her knees, and completely in the buff was an bluish, slightly wispy, and transparent full-body apparition of a beautiful young woman with bright teal blue eyes and long, boingy ass-length hair that was tied in a ponytail style similar to Applejack’s, although it was shaded in a dark blue to match her ethereal visage instead of blonde. Luna could also make out a set of three freckles below both of the woman’s eyes, six on one of her shoulders and on her perky C-cup breasts, just above her small nipples and areolas. Despite being startled, Luna didn’t feel a sense of fear from this ghost. Instead she felt a sense of calm and comfort from the energy she was giving off. Also Luna who it was which nearly brought tears to her eyes. “P-Peary?” she managed to say in almost a choke. Pear Butter nodded and gave Luna a lusty, but still friendly grin. “Nice to see you again, Lu-Boo.” Author's Note Don't worry, you'll see Celestia's fun time in Chapter 4. Chapter 3For a moment Luna couldn’t find more words to say. What could she say anyway? It shouldn’t have been difficult since this moment was old friends reuniting after nearly fourteen years. The only thing was that one was still mortal while the other one wasn’t. Also the fact that the latter was wearing zero clothes didn’t help much either. After another moment without saying anything, Pear Butter tilted her head while her expression turned one of concern. “Are you alright? I didn’t mean to scare you or anything.” Upon hearing this, Luna shook her head as she started coming to her senses again. “No. It’s nothing like that,” she said, now able to form words and sentences. “It’s just… it’s felt like forever since we’ve last seen each other. A lot of distance has built up over these years without any possible way of contacting you since...since…” “...since me and Bright died?” Pear finished with a sad smile. “Yes I’m aware that he and I are no longer on the living plane of existence. However that hasn’t stopped us from seeing how our kids have grown up. If only we could make contact with them since the barrier between our dimensions is weakened this time of year.” “Why haven’t you though?” Pear sighed. “Because my in-law, Granny Smith doesn’t believe in an intermediate existence after death. You either go to heaven or hell immediately depending on your morals when you’re alive. She then fed that belief onto Applejack, Big Mac, and Apple Bloom as they grew so they were no longer open to us.” “However we can sense that Apple Bloom still has some potential since she’s still young and has an open mind to all kinds of possibilities. But I wouldn’t want her to see us this way for a good reason.” Pear indicated to her nude body as the point. “Which brings me to the question: why are you naked?” Luna asked, cocking a brow. One of the things she knew about ghosts was that the clothes they wore was what they either died in, laid to rest with, or what they favored most in life. Nudity was hardly ever a preferred form to manifest with. Pear’s cheeks turned a darker shade of blue aura as a sheepish grin formed on her face. If Luna didn’t know better, she’d swear that Pear was blushing; even as an incorporeal form of energy. “Yeah funny story about that, and one we’d rather not tell our kids even if we could contact them. Promise me to keep this between only us and your sister. No doubt Bright Mac has already told her as we speak now.” “Wait, what?” Luna asked now in complete surprise. She had no idea Bright Mac was here as well. Before Luna had the chance to ask more questions, Pear’s eyes suddenly started to glow white after briefly closing them. The light from them got brighter and brighter, yet somehow Luna wasn’t able to shield her eyes from it as a force compelled her to stare blankly into the light before fully overtaking her vision. *** 2002 The scene playing out depicted a lone vehicle uneasily weaving side to side down a county road at night. The area seemed to be out of the city limits because there were no street lamps present. The road itself was desolate and made up of dirt. On either side were acre fields that stretched miles farther than what the eye could see. Of course since it was pitch black out, barely any of them could be seen except what the headlights were illuminating from the front. The vehicle which appeared to be a dark red pickup truck stopped on a pair of hopefully abandoned railroad tracks. The driver of the vehicle; which just happened to be Bright Mac, turned off the ignition of his truck before leaning back in his seat taking a deep breath. He appeared to be in a state of mild intoxication which would explain why his driving wasn’t straight. Across from the half used twelve-pack of beer in the passenger seat was an equally buzzed Pear Butter who took a last swig from a bottle before deliberately tossing it out the open window into the fair Autumn air. “How ya feelin’, Buttercup,” Bright Mac asked. Despite being quite hammered at the moment, he still had a sense of concern for his wife. “Like I’m on top of the world darlin’,” the orange-haired woman replied with a dazed and goofy smile on her face. Despite having downed the same amount of bottles as her husband, Pear obviously proved to be more of the lightweight. “Ah think it’s best if we head for home now,” Bright said as he reached for the ignition to turn the car back on. “Ma and the kids are probably wondering where we are with the supplies. Ah believe I can make it.” His hand was suddenly stopped by Pear’s before she pulled it over to her chest, instinctively prompting it to grope her. “How about first we help each other pump out some of the booze in a more, special fashion?” she said while giving him bedroom eyes that he could never resist, and telling him what she had in mind. If one thing Bright Mac knew; it was that his wife got really horny while under the influence. The same could be said for him as her action and expression of lust on her face caused his dick to practically spring to life, making his restraining underwear and pants already uncomfortable. Without a second thought, he just nodded before hurriedly unbuckling the belt of his jeans before pulling them off. As he worked on getting his pants and shoes off, Pear worked on removing his upper body wear. Soon enough, his well-chiseled torso was revealed along with his fully stiff and erected shaft. Seemingly without any kind of restraint, Pear lunged for and fully enveloped his dick into her mouth and down her gullet. Bright gasped at the sudden hot and moist sensation encasing his shaft. The wiggling of Pear’s tongue alongside it helped add on to the pleasure. Once she got herself more comfortable and adjusted, Pear bobbed her head up and down while steadily working herself further and further down to deepthroat her husband. When the couple first had sex sometime after their official marraige, Pear had to take some time to get her body properly adjusted to his girth. She choked a few times while trying to give her first blowjobs, and it was painful to her vaginal walls when they had intercourse. Thankfully Bright Mac was patient and understanding that Pear was new to sex back then; and became both proud and astonished on her developing skills which brought her to now. Truthfully though she’s had a sexual encounter before back when she was a senior in high school… but it was with another girl, so it wasn’t quite the same with someone of the opposite gender at the start. Once she finally managed to bottom him out, she lifted her head up until just the tip was being grasped by her lips before going back down, then up again at a rhythmic pace all the while sucking him off and fondling his balls with one hand. Bright Mac moaned and writhed a bit at the pleasure his wife was giving him. To return the favor, he reached for the buttons of Pear’s blouse to undo them. Pear used her other free hand to provide some assistance until it slipped off her shoulders to reveal her lacy white bra, containing her precious fruits. Luckily Bright had both hands free to unhook the seal holding it onto her torso, although his concentration was fuzzy from the combo of booze and sexual bliss from Pear’s face fuck. Once he finally got his grip steady, he undid the hook before slipping the constraining garment out from under her. Pear’s breasts jiggled a bit after being released from their prison, only then to be suddenly grasped by Bright’s hands. He massaged the squishy flesh with both his fingertips and palms. The areolas were placed in between his middle and ring fingers where they were gently pinched and rubbed making Pear moan in delight on his cock, therefore adding on to his stimulation. As Pear’s sucks became faster along with her grasp on his balls becoming more firmer, Bright Mac could feel the pressure of an orgasm building up. In response, he increased the massage speed and grasp on her breasts making her muffled moans all the more audible. Before he was on the brink of cumming into her mouth, Pear suddenly released his dick. A coat of her saliva combined with a stream of precum leaking from the tip incased the entire shaft. Bright groaned in disappointment and surprise at the sudden absence of the warm and wet feeling, but he knew it wouldn’t be that way for long as he looked to see Pear nearly ripping off her panties and jeans, presenting her already glistening womanhood to him. “Finish inside me darlin’. I don’t care if it grants our children another sibling. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind,” Pear said with her tongue practically lolling out of her mouth from her libido. Bright was too entranced by the moment to even think about what she said besides putting himself inside her. After properly aligning his cock with her opening, he pushed it in with little to no effort since both partners were already well lubricated. Pear screamed out in pleasure as the shaft moved her inner walls and as his tip poked her cervix. It was then that both Pear and Bright Mac were engaged in a session of rough, but passionate intercourse on the front seat of his truck. Pear propped her head up on the side dashboard with one arm tucked behind it for support while wrapping the other one around his neck. She had both legs and feet criss-crossed over his rear-end to provide leverage and extra thrust propulsion. Bright’s balls slapped frantically and audibly hard against Pear’s anal area making her cry out his name. Her breasts flapped with each thrust he put into her, along with making the entire vehicle rock with the force. He was fucking her to the pace of a sound of a bell ringing that he could distinctly hear clearly along with Pear herself; but they were both too intoxicated with both lust and alcohol to properly analyze it. To them, it was a bell of passion that they were ringing and nothing more. As they continued on, they could feel the pressure of their orgasms escalating, along with the sound of a warning horn blaring; but it was practically drowned out by the couples overlapping moaning and screaming. When on the brink, Bright brought his head down to kiss and suck on Pear’s neck making her shriek, matching out the level of the increased volume of the horn. Since Bright’s head was down, he wasn’t aware of a bright light that was starting to flood through his window. By this time though, it was already at the point of no return. As Pear’s hot secretional walls squeezed his cock as she climaxed, Bright gave a few more desperate thrusts before his own climax arrived. However at the time the head of the first stream of Bright’s cum hit Pear’s cervix; an oncoming train that had been warning them to get off the track smashed into the side of the truck before dragging it for almost a mile. The romping couple were killed instantly on impact. *** By the time the vision ended and her sight properly restored, Luna found herself still in her room with Pear’s ghost still present. When she looked down, she was shocked to find one hand stuffed down the front of her pants and in her underwear. Apparently she had been rubbing herself off to the flashback that Pear gave her: although it was more of a porno with a bad ending. Regardless, Luna had been pleasuring herself to it. She immediately pulled her hand out and wiped off a small amount of precum that coated the tip of her fingers onto the side of her pant leg. “What on earth was that?” Luna exasperated, still in a state of disbelief. Pear raised a brow at the rhetorical question. “Well obviously how me and Bright died.” “Yeah… but the news said you guys were killed by a drunk driver who was never identified.” “That was only a cover up for the real story,” Pear explained. “Would you want to hear about two practically mangled nude corpses being discovered still interlocked in an explicit manner? I wouldn’t. I bet it was no holiday finding a way to seperate them either due to the stiffness.” “Okay, okay I get it,” Luna said, putting her hands up while not wanting to picture any more disturbing imagery. “I just don’t understand why you two would do something so irresponsible that it would cost you your lives? You had so much time still ahead of you, along with children who still needed support and guidance. They weren't ready for their own parents to be gone yet.” Pear could sense Luna’s anger in her energy along with her tone of voice. Still though she was right, and it made Pear feel ashamed. A single wispy tear formed in the corner of her eye. “That’s just it,” she said, “we were still young by the time we gave ourselves to a commitment we were not yet ready for. As much as we loved our kids; looking after them while worrying about the farm at the same time took its toll on us. We were basically parents while still being kids ourselves: not ready for the biggest responsibilities and just wanting to have fun all the time… even though we were only in our early thirties.” Luna felt herself calm down as Pear began softly crying to herself. Sure what Pear and Bright Mac did was selfish, but yet it was an understandable mistake. Since either her or Celestia weren't all there much during the couples marriage and family life due to pursuing their own post-college intents, Luna couldn’t help but feel guilty as well for not being there to offer any help she could. Sighing, Luna walked over to Pear and sat on the edge of the bed right next to her. She then carefully reached to hand out to touch Pear’s shoulder. Miraculously, she managed to make physical contact with Pear’s form. The sensation of it on Luna’s palm and fingers was like touching an ice cube. When she lifted a couple of fingers up slightly, she saw that they were coated with a gooey substance which of course happened to be ectoplasmic residue. She didn’t mind this however and prompted Pear to look at her. “I’m sorry if I got mad at you. If only I knew the real story sooner, I would’ve been more understanding.” Pear managed a smile while wiping her eyes dry while shaking her head. “You had the right to. I deserved it. That and along with losing my life in a situation that could’ve been easily avoided. However what’s done is done, and now me and Bright are facing the eternal consequences for our actions.” “Is there anything me and Celestia can do to help you two? Surely there’s a reason why you're still bound here, and it can only be resolved by fulfilling any unfinished business.” Pear gave a thoughtful look before her gaze reverted to the lidded stare that she had when Luna first saw her. “Well… there in fact is a way that you and Celestia can help us cross over; and I mean only you two.” “Really? How?” “I hope you won’t mind if I give you another vision. I promise this time it won’t have a horrific ending. Think of this one as a trip down memory lane.” Luna was hesitant at this offer, but if it was the only way to help her friend and Bright Mac, then she didn’t have much of a choice. Luna nodded before saying, “I won’t wind up with my hands down my pants again will I?” Pear laughed before shaking her head. “I can’t guarantee that, but you can at least take my hands to prevent it.” She held out both her hands openly to allow space for Luna’s. As much as she didn’t want to see another supernaturally-induced mental smut film, no doubt it will give her the insight she needed to give her assistance. Taking in a deep breath to prepare herself, Luna placed her palms in Pear’s hands before the latter squeezed them in her grip. Once again Luna’s sight was enveloped in a white light as Pear’s energy overtook her. Author's Note I've decided to split this story into now six or more chapters now since this chapter would've had quite an amount of words and clop; and I don't want to be held responsible for you guys having complications from overly-excessive fapping... also should a dark tag be added for how Bright and Pear went out?
Chapter 1The late evening sun of Hallows Eve was near, yet not close enough to the horizon for the day to be done as both Principal Celestia and Vice Principal Luna completed their Halloween shopping. Apparently this was the only time of the year when Luna actually expressed enthusiasm for something; and that was only for her favorite holiday. Unlike Celestia while they were both kids, Luna cared more for doing tricks than receiving treats. While Celestia trick-or-treated with mother, Luna and their father stayed home pranking other trick-or-treaters that would come up to their door for candy. These of course would be the harmless yet still send a shiver down your spine type of tricks, like putting a handful of plastic black spiders in the candy bowl that looked ready to pounce on anyone who dared to try and take more than one piece of candy… which was the rule they laid down for their property like most. Luna’s favorite however was dressing up in a masked costume while sitting down on the patio steps, presenting a bowl of candy in her lap. Given her small stature, she didn’t appear all that intimidating to fellow children. However once in a great while when a single or group of children came up to her to get candy, she would shriek while reaching up a hand toward them, of course taking care to actually not grab them. Luna always had to refrain from laughing almost sadistically as the frightened children ran away screaming their heads off. Luckily her father could defuse a situation with the other childrens’ parents if Luna happened to go a bit too far with the prank. If so, she reluctantly agreed to dim down the act. Now in her late-forties, Luna still likes a good trick every now and then; but now she mostly likes to attend adult Halloween parties while Celestia now gives out candy. Dressed up of course. “Are you quite sure you don’t want to attend this year’s Halloween Bash with me for a change?” Luna asked Celestia as they drove back home from the supplies store. Celestia was at the wheel while Luna rode shotgun. “As much fun as they seem from your descriptions, I’m afraid I have to decline. Also I need to be your designated driver for tonight as always,” Celestia replied politely despite Luna sighing and rolling her eyes in annoyance. “Sorry Lulu, but I just can’t leave the children hanging. Besides I think it’s more entertaining to see the cute costumes they wear, and see their faces light up when I’m at the door.” “Yeah cute is way more better than scary,” Luna said sarcastically. “At least by the time they become teenagers, they get a better grasp at what Halloween is all about.” Celestia raised a brow. “You mean by dressing up as serial killers from those cheesy slasher films to practically extort candy from innocent children?” “No! Maybe… I’m not exactly sure.” Celestia just shook her head. Quite honestly this was the only time of year when she preferred her younger sister to be her usually strict self. “Look, I’m just saying that kind of thing is on the parents who allowed them to go out without their supervision. At least they are with a group of other kids,” Luna explained. “That might be so. But if I could be the principal of this holiday, I would forbid such conduct.” Luna just groaned in response and turned her gaze toward the window. For a moment, neither sister said a word to each other while silently agreeing it would be best to end the conversation before it turned into a debate that would sour the mood and day for the both of them. It was then that they spotted a makeshift advertisement sign posted on the side of the road that read: SWEET APPLE ACRE PRODUCE AND YARD SALE MONDAY-FRIDAY 3PM-6PM Luna didn’t think much of it since they already have all they need at home, but unfortunately she didn’t notice her sister’s expression of interest. “Say. How about we check out what the Apple Family is selling real quick?” “As tempting as that sounds, Tia, we’ve already spent nearly our entire budget on decorations and candy,” Luna said while pointing a thumb at the trunk of the vehicle. “There’s no need for more and unnecessary items.” “It wouldn’t hurt to at least browse. Besides you know the rule of the car; whoever’s at the wheel calls the shots. We won’t be there long since it’s already twenty to six.” “Fine. Just as long as we only browse,” Luna said while folding her arms across her chest. “Nothing more than that.” Without another word, Celestia rerouted toward the direction of Sweet Apple Acres. Somehow Luna just knew Celestia wouldn’t keep her word: not like she said ‘I promise not to buy anything’, or anything like that. At least her and Celestia’s jobs paid well. Once the sisters arrived at Sweet Apple Acres, they could see that the Apple family still had a decent number of customers present, but the numbers were dwindling as it got closer to the time for closing. That seemed good enough to Luna since there wouldn’t be time to purchase anything after waiting in line. The setup of the sale yard was simple and straightforward just like any other farmers’ stand. Although there happened to be two. One stand being run by Granny Smith which happened to be the family's main line of apple products, among other produce like corn and soybeans. The other one being manned by Apple Bloom which was selling old looking trinkets like candle holders and unwanted extra china. Most of the wares present though was what looked like toys for younger children. Both Big Mac and Applejack were doing the legwork. Since the sale was now seven minutes from closing, the siblings were starting to put items away. However if a customer stopped them if they happened to take an interest in the item, there seemed to be a quick willing amount of cash pay. When Applejack was done making an exchange, Celestia walked over to her while Luna stayed behind to look around, still with the intent on not purchasing anything of course. Although deep down she hoped that there might be something she might be interested in… like an old gaming console that she never got to own in her younger years. “Hello, Applejack,” Celestia greeted pleasantly. “This is quite a sale your family is having.” Applejack turned her attention toward her with a look of surprise, yet delight. After all it wasn’t everyday that your school principal shows up to your home during after school hours. “Oh howdy, Principal Celestia. Yeah ya can say it is, but Ah’m afraid that we’re nearly out of time; and that this is the final day of the sale. If ya wanna purchase somethin’, it’s best to do it now.” “We mostly came to browse under my sister’s wishes about budget concerns,” Celestia said while indicating to Luna who still looked uninterested in anything. “But~” As Celestia took a quick, yet thorough look through the nearby wares, what stood out to her was a single rustic brown storage chest. For whatever strange reason though, it didn’t have a price listed next to it. Celestia just assumed that the tag was put away a short while ago. Since she didn’t have much storage space back at home, Celestia knew she could make use of a storage container. There was plenty of space for one in her room back at home. “How much do you want for that chest?” she asked while pointing to the aforementioned item. When Applejack looked in the indicated direction, Celestia noticed that the farmgirl’s expression suddenly turned somewhat solemn. “Oh. You mean our parent’s old storage chest? Ah’m not sure. Honestly ah was hopin’ that no one would notice that.” With this revelation, Celestia felt a pang of guilt in her chest. Both Bright Mac and Pear Butter were killed in a car crash by a drunk driver while coming home from getting supplies in town nearly over a decade ago. Both Celestia and Luna had bonds with both of them from their high school days. When the word got to them about Bright and Pear’s accident, they couldn’t help but be devastated; but felt even worse for the Apple family who were no doubt experiencing the worst of the grief. “I’m sorry. I had no idea it belonged to them,” Celestia apologized while putting a hand over her chest to express her sincerity. She then raised a brow at the thought of a question she had. “Why is your family wanting to sell it if it has that much sentimental value?” “Well, Mom and Dad did mention to me once that it could be given away if they either had no more use for it-” Applejack then took off her father’s stetson hat and held it in front of her with both hands. Her expression became more crestfallen. “-or if something were to happen to either of them. Ah never thought that a few weeks later that they would… you know.” Celestia admired Applejack’s strong will to not breakdown, even though it’s unhealthy to hold back emotions. She only assumed that Applejack cries only when she was sure she was completely alone. Regardless, Celestia placed a hand on Applejack’s shoulder getting her attention. “I know what you mean. It’s something no one saw coming. If it’s any consolation, I don’t wish to purchase it anymore. I can help you put it away and out of sight if you wish.” Applejack gave a small smile and shook her head while putting her stetson back on. “Thanks, but that won’t be needed. Ah’ve always respected my parent’s wishes, even if ah didn’t always agree to ‘em deep down sometimes. However Ah know someone like you has the right kind of responsible attitude to look after it for us.” “If you’re absolutely sure about this” - Celestia reached into her pocket to pull out her wallet to retrieve a remaining pair of two twenty-dollar bills - “will fourty be okay with you? Surely that chest is worth more than that, but this is all I have currently left.” “Ah’m sure,” Applejack assured as she accepted the payment, “and yes this will do just fine. We’ve already drummed up enough income from our crops alone.” Celestia nodded before getting into position to lift up the chest on her own. That probably was a bad idea because even if she had the sense to lift with her knees, a sudden jolt of pain hit the latter and shot up to her back causing her to gasp and wince before releasing her grip. Despite her still stunning and youthful appearance, along with her energy and bright attitude; Celestia was already at the start of her fifties. If her exterior didn’t expose how old she truly was… then her interior structure did. “Oh!” Celestia cried out as she grasped the side of her mid torso, getting the attention of a few onlookers; along with Lunas’. Concerned for her sister’s well-being, Luna hastily made her way over to Celestia’s side. “Tia, what happened? Are you okay?” “I’m fine, Lulu. I just had a minor cramp is all.” Applejack was quite surprised at witnessing the principal lying to her own kin since she always seemed to be the most trustworthy and reliable person to see at school. She guessed how things were after hours. They were still siblings after all. Plus this was the first time she heard the principal and vice principal call each other by their supposed nicknames. However Luna deserved the truth, and Applejack knew she was the designated one to give it. “She tried liftin’ the chest all by herself before Ah could tell her it was a two person task,” Applejack explained. “Ah ain’t sure what’s in there since the key to it is nowhere to be found around the house.” “Is that so?” Luna asked, crossing her arms while giving Celestia a look of disapproval, to which the latter only replied to it with a sheepish smile. “And let me guess” - Luna continued while indicating to the chest - “you spent whatever you had left on you to purchase this.” Celestia just nodded. Luna pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed. “I’ll make some room in the trunk,” she only said before walking away. “Ah’m mighty impressed with Luna’s perception,” Applejack stated when the latter was out of earshot. “When you live together for most of your entire life, you pick up quite a lot of things,” Celestia said while still rubbing her sore back. “Are you going to be okay though?” Applejack asked, redirecting her attention to the older woman’s condition. “I’ll be fine after a while,” Celestia assured with a smile. “But we could still use some help moving the chest into the car.” “Allow me.” To Celestia’s surprise, Applejack was able to pick up the chest all by herself with little to no effort before walking off in the direction that Luna went. Either the chest was lighter than it seemed, and her age made it heavier; or Applejack was born with inhuman strength. Of course the reasonable guess was that years working on the farm built up her muscles naturally. With that, Celestia followed Applejack back to the car, where Luna was rather impatient waiting. *** By the time the sisters arrived home, it was already sundown. The street lamps of their neighbourhood were already on to provide light for any night drivers either arriving home in that area, or just passing through. Creepy night stalkers as well, but that would be just plain stupid since their license plate code would be completely visible for anyone to report. “I still can’t believe you blew your remaining forty dollars on an old chest,” Luna chided as the car pulled into the driveway of their home. “That could’ve been used for something more important… like for a cheese pizza.” Celestia furrowed a brow. “We have plenty of oven pizzas already in the fridge.” “I meant for delivery, obviously.” Celestia took a brief moment to ponder this before a coy smile crossed her lips. “Ah. So you can ogle the pizza boy. Dusk Terra was it?” A fierce blush suddenly crossed Luna’s face. “What? No! I just happen to enjoy the quality of the food, that’s all.” Her younger sister’s sudden defensive demeanor didn’t swayde Celestia at all. In fact it just made her more amused. “If that’s the case, perhaps you should invite him to stay for a bit the next time you make an order. Perhaps to discuss a positive review for his workplace privately?” “Oh-okay! How about we just drop the subject and help each other move supplies into the house before setting up decorations?” Luna suggested, clearly getting more flustered. She didn’t want to fall into that cliche of being that kind of woman who sleeps with men half her age; but it seemed all signs were starting to point to it. Celestia just chuckled as she popped the latch to the trunk before getting out of the car with Luna following suit. More time passed as the sisters unloaded and hung decor up. Thankfully it didn’t take long at all since all they got were mostly window stickers with a few hangables that they placed on the tree in their front yard. Lastly were a couple of carved jack-o-lanterns that depicted Celestia and Luna’s favoured sun and moon symbols that were placed on the front porch. The only thing officially left was bringing in the storage chest. However, it was around suppertime now and both sisters were already feeling tired from their previous activity. “How about we deal with this tomorrow. It’s not like we can open it anyway,” Luna said as both she and Celestia gazed upon the still locked chest. “Besides there’s probably nothing in there but junk that we don’t have any use for.” “You do realize that this chest used to belong to both Bright Mac and Pear Butter right?” Celestia asked with a hint of disgust in her tone for disrespecting a possession of the Apple Family… especially one that belonged to deceased members. A look of shock and embarrassment came across Luna’s face at this revelation. “Uh… no. I had no idea.” She then looked to Celestia with an actual expression of sincerity and understanding. “Is this why you got this? To finally have something to remember them by, even after all these years?” Celestia smiled softly before giving a nod. “Indeed I did. Believe me I was just as surprised as you when Applejack told me. I was apprehensive about buying it then; but she gave me the consent since it was something Bright Mac and Pear wanted.” “I see,” Luna said before re-focusing her attention on the chest. “How about for now it should stay in here until we can get a key forged for it? I’m thinking after Halloween when selected businesses are opened again.” “Fair enough,” Celestia agreed before taking the liberty of closing the door to the car’s trunk. As the sisters walked away and back into their house with muffled chatter, the inner lock of the chest clicked loose as if it had a mind of its own. It was followed then by the lid of it slowly opening by itself. Author's Note This story will be five chapters long. I already have the second chapter queued up for tomorrow; but the remaining three will be uploaded in the upcoming weekends since I ran out of time to write them. My fault due to my absent-mindedness.
Chapter 2Later on that night after having their dinner, the sisters retired to their rooms for their own way of relaxation. Celestia sat up in her bed reading a book with a cup of warm tea sitting on the nightstand on the side of her bed while wearing a bathrobe. Her face was adorned with a pair of small-framed reading glasses with magnifying lenses to help her see the print better. She usually had to use them at work as well when doing paperwork. Further down the hallway in her own room: which in no surprise was darker compared to her sisters; Luna was on her gaming laptop either pwning noobs, or getting pwned by tryhards. Not exactly a way of relaxing, but there was no debate about it. Although it would explain the difference in mood between her and Celestia. As Celestia continued reading on, for some reason her mind kept wandering off from her book and on to thoughts about the storage chest. At first she thought nothing of it other than just minor recollections from today. However as they kept strangely persisting, Celestia found herself reading the same paragraph or sentence over and over again to the point where she just sighed before placing a bookmark on the page. If it would help put her mind at ease, Celestia decided to go check on the chest real quick. The idea seemed ridiculous since she knew it was already safe and secure, but something was compelling her to make double sure anyway. Putting on a pair of slippers, she quietly left her room and went downstairs. Steadily opening the door leading into the garage, she switched on the lights before walking over to the trunk of the car. When she lifted it open, Celestia was surprised to see the lid to the chest opened up. Not only that, but what was inside the chest was even more of a shock. A variety of different sex toys lined the bottom to nearly the top of the chest. Dildos, anal beads, vibrators, you name it. Celestia never guessed Pear and Bright Mac’s love life was this kinky, but who could have anyway? What stood out to her though was a single six-in-a-half inch mold that was in the shape of a rather thick meaty penis with testicles included. After being sure her sister didn’t sneak up on her or anything, Celestia reached for and grabbed the mold as if in a hypnotic trance. As her fingers grasped the shaft, she could feel the bumps of the veins running along its side. Upon examining every angle, Celestia spotted a couple of capitalized letters carved on the back of the testicles. B.M It didn’t take a rocket scientist for Celestia to know that these were initials for a name: Bright Mac. She was holding the molded full erection of Bright Mac’s genitalia. “Oh sweet Faust~,” Celestia breathed out in a state of arousal. She could feel her nearly abandoned loins become moist and slick again. The feeling in her legs went numb, nearly causing her to lose her balance. Not wanting to stick around any longer than she needed to, Celestia closed the door to the car’s trunk before heading back inside. Before going back to her room, Celestia decided to quickly check on Luna. Thankfully the latter was too engrossed in an online match to even acknowledge her sister peeking in. Celestia quietly breathed a sigh of relief before returning Luna’s door to the closest position it was before to not leave the evidence that she was invading Luna’s privacy. Upon entering her room, Celetia turned around to make sure the coast was clear before slowly closing her door with a mischievous expression on her face. *** “Flag taken! Flag dropped! Flag taken! Flag dropped! Flag taken! Flag dropped!” the match announcer kept repeatedly saying as a noobish player on Luna’s team kept picking up and letting go of the opposing team’s flag. Luna's right eye twitched from nearly losing her mind. This was one of the reasons why she hated CTF matches. It’s a good thing she didn’t have her mic on, or she would’ve gone on a verbally abusive rant. Worse case scenario being that one or two of the players could’ve been CHS students who would recognize her voice. Then she’d really be in an awkward situation… along with possibly losing her job. Sighing, Luna decided just to lower the volume so she could at least concentrate a little better. However once she did so, the audio of her computer started to become a bit garbled. Having to go AFK, Luna brought up her computer’s setting menu to make sure that no hacker or anything was trying to mess with her system. That wouldn’t have been possible anyway since her laptop was already programmed to protect itself from cheat hardware. Still it never hurts to be sure in case a way was found to break past security. When the systems checked out normal, Luna was relieved, but yet the issue still continued on. Not only that, but it escalated. In just a half a minute, the sounds evolved from incoherent garbles into what sounded like moaning: the pleasurable kind. The moaning seemed to sound feminent, and that it was accompanied with what sounded like flesh slapping together. If she didn’t know better, Luna swore that a couple was having sexual intercourse over the mic. Sure there was such a thing as couples who game together, but resorting to practically exhibiting things that should happen privately in the bedroom online; especially if there happened to be young children present, was just messed up on so many levels. A bit disturbed by the experience, Luna decided to quit the match. Since it was the first early leave, the ban would only last a minute. That was good enough for Luna since she decided to take a quick break anyway to get a snack and beverage. As Luna stepped out of her room, she picked up the sound of her sister moaning in an unladylike manner from her room. As Luna got closer, the sound of Celestia’s bed springs creaking could be heard as if she was engaged in a session of rough, yet passionate sex. “Ah~Ah~Oh~! Deeper! Harder! YES~!” Luna could hear Celestia scream through her closed door. Of all the times she’s overheard her sister masturbate, this was by far the most bizarre and overly dramatic. Whatever the reason, Luna decided not to investigate. However she couldn’t help but feel a bit turned on by both her sister, and that disembodied sounding female voice over her computer moaning like bitches in heat. Trying to shake off the feeling, Luna headed downstairs towards the kitchen to get herself a snack and soda. Gamer fuel if you want to call it that. As she sifted through the pantry, Luna felt a slight ice cold breeze brush along her backside, giving her goosebumps. She quickly looked behind her to see if a robber was breaking in through a window. However there was no sign of a window being open. Also she would’ve heard it, and that she knew her and Celestia locked up the windows tight for the season. Once all seemed clear, Luna resumed her activity and picked out a bag of chips and a can of her favorite soda before closing the pantry door and heading back up to her room. As she made the trip, the atmosphere of the house felt a bit different to her. It was nothing threatening to say the least, but the air felt a bit colder, and that Luna had that feeling of being watched by unseen eyes. Luna quickened her pace a bit as she went up the stairs, bypassed her still self-pleasuring older sister, and into her room before quickly closing the door behind her. Luna closed her eyes and took a breath of relief as she pressed her back against the door. This moment was short lived as the temperature in her room suddenly dropped, causing her breath to be seen as she exhaled. An unworldly light then enveloped her eyelids prompting her to open them. What she saw caused her to drop both her soda and chips in shock… and also in perfect unison. Sitting in the center of her bed on her knees, and completely in the buff was an bluish, slightly wispy, and transparent full-body apparition of a beautiful young woman with bright teal blue eyes and long, boingy ass-length hair that was tied in a ponytail style similar to Applejack’s, although it was shaded in a dark blue to match her ethereal visage instead of blonde. Luna could also make out a set of three freckles below both of the woman’s eyes, six on one of her shoulders and on her perky C-cup breasts, just above her small nipples and areolas. Despite being startled, Luna didn’t feel a sense of fear from this ghost. Instead she felt a sense of calm and comfort from the energy she was giving off. Also Luna who it was which nearly brought tears to her eyes. “P-Peary?” she managed to say in almost a choke. Pear Butter nodded and gave Luna a lusty, but still friendly grin. “Nice to see you again, Lu-Boo.” Author's Note Don't worry, you'll see Celestia's fun time in Chapter 4.
Chapter 3For a moment Luna couldn’t find more words to say. What could she say anyway? It shouldn’t have been difficult since this moment was old friends reuniting after nearly fourteen years. The only thing was that one was still mortal while the other one wasn’t. Also the fact that the latter was wearing zero clothes didn’t help much either. After another moment without saying anything, Pear Butter tilted her head while her expression turned one of concern. “Are you alright? I didn’t mean to scare you or anything.” Upon hearing this, Luna shook her head as she started coming to her senses again. “No. It’s nothing like that,” she said, now able to form words and sentences. “It’s just… it’s felt like forever since we’ve last seen each other. A lot of distance has built up over these years without any possible way of contacting you since...since…” “...since me and Bright died?” Pear finished with a sad smile. “Yes I’m aware that he and I are no longer on the living plane of existence. However that hasn’t stopped us from seeing how our kids have grown up. If only we could make contact with them since the barrier between our dimensions is weakened this time of year.” “Why haven’t you though?” Pear sighed. “Because my in-law, Granny Smith doesn’t believe in an intermediate existence after death. You either go to heaven or hell immediately depending on your morals when you’re alive. She then fed that belief onto Applejack, Big Mac, and Apple Bloom as they grew so they were no longer open to us.” “However we can sense that Apple Bloom still has some potential since she’s still young and has an open mind to all kinds of possibilities. But I wouldn’t want her to see us this way for a good reason.” Pear indicated to her nude body as the point. “Which brings me to the question: why are you naked?” Luna asked, cocking a brow. One of the things she knew about ghosts was that the clothes they wore was what they either died in, laid to rest with, or what they favored most in life. Nudity was hardly ever a preferred form to manifest with. Pear’s cheeks turned a darker shade of blue aura as a sheepish grin formed on her face. If Luna didn’t know better, she’d swear that Pear was blushing; even as an incorporeal form of energy. “Yeah funny story about that, and one we’d rather not tell our kids even if we could contact them. Promise me to keep this between only us and your sister. No doubt Bright Mac has already told her as we speak now.” “Wait, what?” Luna asked now in complete surprise. She had no idea Bright Mac was here as well. Before Luna had the chance to ask more questions, Pear’s eyes suddenly started to glow white after briefly closing them. The light from them got brighter and brighter, yet somehow Luna wasn’t able to shield her eyes from it as a force compelled her to stare blankly into the light before fully overtaking her vision. *** 2002 The scene playing out depicted a lone vehicle uneasily weaving side to side down a county road at night. The area seemed to be out of the city limits because there were no street lamps present. The road itself was desolate and made up of dirt. On either side were acre fields that stretched miles farther than what the eye could see. Of course since it was pitch black out, barely any of them could be seen except what the headlights were illuminating from the front. The vehicle which appeared to be a dark red pickup truck stopped on a pair of hopefully abandoned railroad tracks. The driver of the vehicle; which just happened to be Bright Mac, turned off the ignition of his truck before leaning back in his seat taking a deep breath. He appeared to be in a state of mild intoxication which would explain why his driving wasn’t straight. Across from the half used twelve-pack of beer in the passenger seat was an equally buzzed Pear Butter who took a last swig from a bottle before deliberately tossing it out the open window into the fair Autumn air. “How ya feelin’, Buttercup,” Bright Mac asked. Despite being quite hammered at the moment, he still had a sense of concern for his wife. “Like I’m on top of the world darlin’,” the orange-haired woman replied with a dazed and goofy smile on her face. Despite having downed the same amount of bottles as her husband, Pear obviously proved to be more of the lightweight. “Ah think it’s best if we head for home now,” Bright said as he reached for the ignition to turn the car back on. “Ma and the kids are probably wondering where we are with the supplies. Ah believe I can make it.” His hand was suddenly stopped by Pear’s before she pulled it over to her chest, instinctively prompting it to grope her. “How about first we help each other pump out some of the booze in a more, special fashion?” she said while giving him bedroom eyes that he could never resist, and telling him what she had in mind. If one thing Bright Mac knew; it was that his wife got really horny while under the influence. The same could be said for him as her action and expression of lust on her face caused his dick to practically spring to life, making his restraining underwear and pants already uncomfortable. Without a second thought, he just nodded before hurriedly unbuckling the belt of his jeans before pulling them off. As he worked on getting his pants and shoes off, Pear worked on removing his upper body wear. Soon enough, his well-chiseled torso was revealed along with his fully stiff and erected shaft. Seemingly without any kind of restraint, Pear lunged for and fully enveloped his dick into her mouth and down her gullet. Bright gasped at the sudden hot and moist sensation encasing his shaft. The wiggling of Pear’s tongue alongside it helped add on to the pleasure. Once she got herself more comfortable and adjusted, Pear bobbed her head up and down while steadily working herself further and further down to deepthroat her husband. When the couple first had sex sometime after their official marraige, Pear had to take some time to get her body properly adjusted to his girth. She choked a few times while trying to give her first blowjobs, and it was painful to her vaginal walls when they had intercourse. Thankfully Bright Mac was patient and understanding that Pear was new to sex back then; and became both proud and astonished on her developing skills which brought her to now. Truthfully though she’s had a sexual encounter before back when she was a senior in high school… but it was with another girl, so it wasn’t quite the same with someone of the opposite gender at the start. Once she finally managed to bottom him out, she lifted her head up until just the tip was being grasped by her lips before going back down, then up again at a rhythmic pace all the while sucking him off and fondling his balls with one hand. Bright Mac moaned and writhed a bit at the pleasure his wife was giving him. To return the favor, he reached for the buttons of Pear’s blouse to undo them. Pear used her other free hand to provide some assistance until it slipped off her shoulders to reveal her lacy white bra, containing her precious fruits. Luckily Bright had both hands free to unhook the seal holding it onto her torso, although his concentration was fuzzy from the combo of booze and sexual bliss from Pear’s face fuck. Once he finally got his grip steady, he undid the hook before slipping the constraining garment out from under her. Pear’s breasts jiggled a bit after being released from their prison, only then to be suddenly grasped by Bright’s hands. He massaged the squishy flesh with both his fingertips and palms. The areolas were placed in between his middle and ring fingers where they were gently pinched and rubbed making Pear moan in delight on his cock, therefore adding on to his stimulation. As Pear’s sucks became faster along with her grasp on his balls becoming more firmer, Bright Mac could feel the pressure of an orgasm building up. In response, he increased the massage speed and grasp on her breasts making her muffled moans all the more audible. Before he was on the brink of cumming into her mouth, Pear suddenly released his dick. A coat of her saliva combined with a stream of precum leaking from the tip incased the entire shaft. Bright groaned in disappointment and surprise at the sudden absence of the warm and wet feeling, but he knew it wouldn’t be that way for long as he looked to see Pear nearly ripping off her panties and jeans, presenting her already glistening womanhood to him. “Finish inside me darlin’. I don’t care if it grants our children another sibling. I’m sure they wouldn’t mind,” Pear said with her tongue practically lolling out of her mouth from her libido. Bright was too entranced by the moment to even think about what she said besides putting himself inside her. After properly aligning his cock with her opening, he pushed it in with little to no effort since both partners were already well lubricated. Pear screamed out in pleasure as the shaft moved her inner walls and as his tip poked her cervix. It was then that both Pear and Bright Mac were engaged in a session of rough, but passionate intercourse on the front seat of his truck. Pear propped her head up on the side dashboard with one arm tucked behind it for support while wrapping the other one around his neck. She had both legs and feet criss-crossed over his rear-end to provide leverage and extra thrust propulsion. Bright’s balls slapped frantically and audibly hard against Pear’s anal area making her cry out his name. Her breasts flapped with each thrust he put into her, along with making the entire vehicle rock with the force. He was fucking her to the pace of a sound of a bell ringing that he could distinctly hear clearly along with Pear herself; but they were both too intoxicated with both lust and alcohol to properly analyze it. To them, it was a bell of passion that they were ringing and nothing more. As they continued on, they could feel the pressure of their orgasms escalating, along with the sound of a warning horn blaring; but it was practically drowned out by the couples overlapping moaning and screaming. When on the brink, Bright brought his head down to kiss and suck on Pear’s neck making her shriek, matching out the level of the increased volume of the horn. Since Bright’s head was down, he wasn’t aware of a bright light that was starting to flood through his window. By this time though, it was already at the point of no return. As Pear’s hot secretional walls squeezed his cock as she climaxed, Bright gave a few more desperate thrusts before his own climax arrived. However at the time the head of the first stream of Bright’s cum hit Pear’s cervix; an oncoming train that had been warning them to get off the track smashed into the side of the truck before dragging it for almost a mile. The romping couple were killed instantly on impact. *** By the time the vision ended and her sight properly restored, Luna found herself still in her room with Pear’s ghost still present. When she looked down, she was shocked to find one hand stuffed down the front of her pants and in her underwear. Apparently she had been rubbing herself off to the flashback that Pear gave her: although it was more of a porno with a bad ending. Regardless, Luna had been pleasuring herself to it. She immediately pulled her hand out and wiped off a small amount of precum that coated the tip of her fingers onto the side of her pant leg. “What on earth was that?” Luna exasperated, still in a state of disbelief. Pear raised a brow at the rhetorical question. “Well obviously how me and Bright died.” “Yeah… but the news said you guys were killed by a drunk driver who was never identified.” “That was only a cover up for the real story,” Pear explained. “Would you want to hear about two practically mangled nude corpses being discovered still interlocked in an explicit manner? I wouldn’t. I bet it was no holiday finding a way to seperate them either due to the stiffness.” “Okay, okay I get it,” Luna said, putting her hands up while not wanting to picture any more disturbing imagery. “I just don’t understand why you two would do something so irresponsible that it would cost you your lives? You had so much time still ahead of you, along with children who still needed support and guidance. They weren't ready for their own parents to be gone yet.” Pear could sense Luna’s anger in her energy along with her tone of voice. Still though she was right, and it made Pear feel ashamed. A single wispy tear formed in the corner of her eye. “That’s just it,” she said, “we were still young by the time we gave ourselves to a commitment we were not yet ready for. As much as we loved our kids; looking after them while worrying about the farm at the same time took its toll on us. We were basically parents while still being kids ourselves: not ready for the biggest responsibilities and just wanting to have fun all the time… even though we were only in our early thirties.” Luna felt herself calm down as Pear began softly crying to herself. Sure what Pear and Bright Mac did was selfish, but yet it was an understandable mistake. Since either her or Celestia weren't all there much during the couples marriage and family life due to pursuing their own post-college intents, Luna couldn’t help but feel guilty as well for not being there to offer any help she could. Sighing, Luna walked over to Pear and sat on the edge of the bed right next to her. She then carefully reached to hand out to touch Pear’s shoulder. Miraculously, she managed to make physical contact with Pear’s form. The sensation of it on Luna’s palm and fingers was like touching an ice cube. When she lifted a couple of fingers up slightly, she saw that they were coated with a gooey substance which of course happened to be ectoplasmic residue. She didn’t mind this however and prompted Pear to look at her. “I’m sorry if I got mad at you. If only I knew the real story sooner, I would’ve been more understanding.” Pear managed a smile while wiping her eyes dry while shaking her head. “You had the right to. I deserved it. That and along with losing my life in a situation that could’ve been easily avoided. However what’s done is done, and now me and Bright are facing the eternal consequences for our actions.” “Is there anything me and Celestia can do to help you two? Surely there’s a reason why you're still bound here, and it can only be resolved by fulfilling any unfinished business.” Pear gave a thoughtful look before her gaze reverted to the lidded stare that she had when Luna first saw her. “Well… there in fact is a way that you and Celestia can help us cross over; and I mean only you two.” “Really? How?” “I hope you won’t mind if I give you another vision. I promise this time it won’t have a horrific ending. Think of this one as a trip down memory lane.” Luna was hesitant at this offer, but if it was the only way to help her friend and Bright Mac, then she didn’t have much of a choice. Luna nodded before saying, “I won’t wind up with my hands down my pants again will I?” Pear laughed before shaking her head. “I can’t guarantee that, but you can at least take my hands to prevent it.” She held out both her hands openly to allow space for Luna’s. As much as she didn’t want to see another supernaturally-induced mental smut film, no doubt it will give her the insight she needed to give her assistance. Taking in a deep breath to prepare herself, Luna placed her palms in Pear’s hands before the latter squeezed them in her grip. Once again Luna’s sight was enveloped in a white light as Pear’s energy overtook her. Author's Note I've decided to split this story into now six or more chapters now since this chapter would've had quite an amount of words and clop; and I don't want to be held responsible for you guys having complications from overly-excessive fapping... also should a dark tag be added for how Bright and Pear went out?
