That Time I conquered Equestria... As A Colt

Frosty awoke slightly groggily the next morning. As if on autopilot, he swung himself out of bed and strolled over to the little mirror in his room, while still half-asleep. He gave himself a once-over, before cantering over to the door and opening it. However, just as he was about to leave, he noticed that something or rather somepony was blocking his path.

“Good mornin’, Frosty!” Applebloom cheerfully greeted.

“Eugh, morning, Applebloom… is there a reason, why you’re standing in front of my door this early in the morning?” Frosty asked her groggily.

“Ah, yeah, you see, we still got a bit a time ‘till we gotta go ta school, so… ah thought we could have a bit a fun?” She said, adopting a slightly sultry tone.

“Euh… what kind of fun, exactly?” Frosty asked her, growing wary.

“Oh, you know…” She started, casually closing the distance between them. “…the same kinda fun, you and Tiara had yesterday?” She said with the same sultry tone, causing Frosty to quickly sober up.

“Euh, y-you saw that?” Frosty said anxiously, backing up into his room. Applebloom followed him slowly, allowing the distance to increase.

“Yeah, ah saw that… an it made me all tingly. Especially back there~.” She casually flicked her tail while she advanced on Frosty. He, in turn, tried to back up further, but found himself suddenly hitting the wall behind him.

“A-Applebloom, d-do you even know what you’re talking about?! I mean… aren’t you—“

“You know, at first I only wanted to see where Tiara was going, but then… She found you.” Applebloom interrupted. “At first I only wanted to ask you what you were doing, but everything went so fast~. One moment you were just standing there, the next I got to see a part of you that made my hind legs tremble~.”

She continued her advance, her eyes half-lidded and her tail swishing back and forth. “I heard her scream, beg, cry…“ She let out a sudden, lustful moan, before she continued. “I heard your grunts, the slapping sound of your strong muscles working yourself into her… and it made my backside tingle soooo badly

~. Just thinking about it makes it come back~”

By now, she was only a few hooves away from Frosty, close enough that he could almost feel her panting in his face. “Frosty~. I feel itchy back there… I can feel it running down my thighs and legs~. Please, help me clean that up~ and when you’re done... I want you to scratch… deep inside~.”

She was almost so close that their foreheads would touch when salvation came.

“Applebloom? Whatch’all doin in here?” Applejack asked from the door.

“Heya sis~.” Applebloom casually greeted over her shoulder. “I’m going to buck Frosty. Wanna join?”

“HELP APPLEJACK! She’s gone ins—“

“Sure, sounds like fun~~” Applejack replied, adopting the same bedroom eyes that her sister had and joining in her advance.

“W-What?! N-No! I don’t want this!!” Frosty desperately whined.

“Tiara didn’t either.” Big Mac said, when he suddenly was in the room as well.

“Huh? Oh, is this all about Yesterday? OKAY, I’M SORRY! Just… please… don’t be mad at me!” Frosty begged.

“Oh, we aren’t mad~.” Applebloom moaned, suddenly forcing him into a short, forceful kiss. “Actually… I liked what I saw~. I liked it so much that I think I’m gonna try the same~…”

She vanished downward out of Frosty’s vision, before he felt a wet lick being traced from the top of his sheath downwards to his base.

“Come on, Frosty~~.” Applejack slurred as she pressed her forehead against his. “It’s time to buck some Apples~~.”

“Eeeyup~”

Frosty darted upright in his bed, panting and sweating. He looked around. He was alone in his room, the morning sun barely strong enough to illuminate it. When he affirmed that his room was empty, he let his head slump forward and caught it with his hooves. He swiped once across his face to remove the sweat and then just sat there, calming the machinegun that his heart had become.

“Way to go, conscience.” He muttered after a moment. “As if it weren’t enough to just let me feel bad, no, you had to go the extra step and kick me in the face.”

As he said that, he noticed that, even though his conscience had given him an obvious sign that it was still there, he still felt little to no remorse over what he did. Maybe being a Necromancer has dulled his empathy? Or maybe his second death did? Whatever the case may be, it would certainly be helpful later on, even if in a more or less morbid way.

He slipped out of bed and went over to the mirror in his room. His mane hung down from the sweat and his fur looked as if he had taken a swim.

“Yep, time for a shower.” He concluded, taking the fedora Rarity had made and leaving his room to head for the bathroom.

After his shower, he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror again. His fur was still matted, but at least he was clean now.

He was just about to brush his teeth, when Applebloom suddenly opened the door.

“Hey sis, can ya help me please, ah—“ She said, only then noticing that it wasn’t her sister who was using the sink.

“Good morning Applebloom. What’s wrong?” Frosty greeted back.

For a moment, Applebloom just stood there and stared, before suddenly growing very red in her face. “I, euh, I… gottago!” She stammered, before quickly rushing back into her room.

“… what was that?” He wondered aloud, suddenly picking up a weird, sweet smell.

He thought nothing of it for the moment, being too distracted by Applebloom’s weird behaviour. He got out of the bathroom and looked towards Applebloom’s room. Only now that he stood in the middle of the hallway did he notice the weird smell.

‘Is Applebloom using some sort of perfume?’ Frosty thought to himself, placing his fedora atop his head and heading down for breakfast.

“Oh, well if that ain’t our lil’ sleepyhead right there! Ah’ve never seen ya up this early, Frozen Blood. Ah thought ya weren’t the mornin’ type.” Granny Smith said, as he descended the stairs.

“Eh, just woke up a little earlier than usual, that’s all.” Frosty replied.

“Maybe ya switched sleep schedules with Applebloom? Normally she’d be tha one t’ be down here ba now.” Applejack offered.

“I actually saw her just a moment ago. She seemed to look for you.” Frosty told her.

“Oh really? Any reason?”

“Nothing she had told me, no… but I think I noticed a weirdly sweet smell.”

Applejack’s eyes momentarily went wide, before she sprang up and rushed past Frosty. “Hold on Applebloom, sis is comin’!”

Frosty, in turn, stared after her with a confused gaze, before turning back to the two ponies at the table. “What was that all about?” He asked, to which granny smith quickly occupied herself with the stove, leaving Big Mac to face the question.

“Come ‘ere Frosty, ah guess, ah gotta tell ya somethin’” He said, motioning for Frosty to take a seat beside him.

Frosty did so and waited for the answer, while Big Mac seemed to fumble with his words. “Err, ya see, once a year, mares get… uh… ready to, umm… have foals, you know?”

Suddenly, it clicked. “Ooooh, she’s getting into heat!” Frosty blurted out, causing Big Mac to give an embarrassed glance to the side.

“Eh… y-yeah, that. Y’know what a heat is?” he asked almost hesitantly.

“Yeah, no need to tell me.” He grinned. “Though… isn’t Applebloom a bit young?” Frosty asked casually.

“E-eh… ah… don’ think so… ah mean, from what ah’ve heard, Scootaloo had ‘er first last year too.”

“Ah. I take it this is her first, then? Would certainly explain Applejack’s reaction.” Frosty noted.

“Y-yeah… ya seem mighty casual ‘bout this stuff, ya know?” Big Mac pointed out.

‘I just had a fuckin’ nightmare about almost being raped. This is nothing to that!’

“Yeah, euh… that’s because… back on the streets, there were some things you had to… get used to, to survive. It wasn’t pretty, but at least it kept you alive for a little longer, you know?” Frosty said, hoping that Applejack couldn’t hear him.

“Oh… sorry ‘bout that. Ya know, ya never really told us ‘bout yer past.” Big Mac said, implying that he would like to hear something.

“And I’d like to keep it that way. Sorry, but there are some things that I’d rather forget.” Frosty declined.

“Sorry.” Mac apologized.

“Oh, don’t be. You were just curious, that’s all. Besides, with everything you’ve given me up until now, I feel like it’s more than enough to offset my past. I’ve got good friends here, I can go to school, I have a family…”

“Oh, so you consider us family already, huh?” Granny Smith chimed back in.

“Don’t think that I haven’t found out about the adoption yet. I’m actually just waiting for Applejack to give me the ‘news’” Frosty said with a smirk.

“Oh… Well, she wanted to surprise you on your birthday, but ah guess that ain’t gonna work now anymore.” Granny Smith noted.

“Not if you just don’t tell her and I act surprised when she tells me.”

Big Mac chuckled at that. “Well, ya can try, but ah tell ya: there ain’t nopony foolin’ mah sister.”

‘Sorry pal, already did that.’

“Heh, we’ll see… Now that I think about it, does she even know my birthday? I mean, I don’t think I ever told her.”

“Ya didn’t. Applejack wanted t’ ask ya ‘bout it, but thinks doin’ that too directly might spoil the surprise.” Big Mac explained.

“Really? Huh. Well, I actually kinda know what she’s going through there. When you’re trying to hide something, suddenly everything you do seems suspicious. Now that I think about it that must be especially true to Applejack…” Frosty chuckled and Big Mac and Granny smith joined in.

He leaned back in his chair, just enjoying this little moment. How long has it been since he just sat at the table together with his family and they were just talking about stuff? Must’ve been half a lifetime by now, at least it felt like it. The thoughts of his old home, they were good ones. He didn’t let them be spoiled by his experiences at the University. He didn’t even feel bad that these times were gone, he was just content that they happened… and the Apple Family filled whatever holes were remaining.

Frosty smiled lightly at the thought. He looked over to Big Mac, who by now had taken to his breakfast, and noticed something.

“You know what, Big Mac?” Big Mac swallowed and attentively looked over to him. “I think this little conversation just now held more input from you than the past few months I’ve been here.”

Big Mac smiled and laughed lightly at that.

“Eeeyup.”