Applejack sighed in defeat. It had been a long day at Sweet Apple Acres, but labor wasn't what put her down. No, she was thankful for the chance of another peaceful day of hard work, to the point of regretting her body couldn't pull her through another couple hours of more apple bucking. She wanted something to do; anything that could pull her out of the recent funk she'd gotten into.

For some reason, she hadn't been feeling herself at all lately. The only time she could focus was when she was charging or bucking trees. Whenever Applejack got back home, her thoughts drifted away and she spiraled into a depression she just couldn't figure out.

Applejack was one of the hardest workers in all of Ponyville, ensuring everyone had fresh fruit from her family business. She put up her biggest smile when she had to deal with family, friends or customers; believing herself independent enough not to want to burden others with her own problems. Applejack knew she had to come up with a solution on her own. It didn't take her long to realize, however, that her problem was ironically the lack of company. She felt lonely.

Sweet Apple Acres was Applejack's home. The farm house was full of noise and laughter, since she lived with her grandmother, big brother, sister-in-law, nephew to be, little sister and dog. She wasn't alone, but she felt like something was lacking. That was somebody else to share herself with.

Applejack had valuable, irreplaceable friends, but she had never established a meaningful relationship with anybody she could call a kindred spirit. And seeing her friends getting together was like watching what she wanted for her happen to others from far away.

Applejack first noticed her jealousy during the wedding of Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich, who currently were on their honeymoon. Even with Rainbow Dash and Soarin getting engaged, Applejack could only offer them a half-hearted although perfectly mimicked congratulations. She hated herself for being jealous of her best friends, knowing the least she could do was to be happy for their happiness. Applejack had enough of being alone and spitting others because of it; that wasn't her. She had to bring that around.

But the question wasn't what to do about it; it was how to go about it. Applejack had never been one to get out much; instead dedicating her life to working hard at the barn or apple bucking for the family business. As a result she felt very out of touch with the dating scene. Applejack didn't feel adequate.

Most of that feeling of inadequacy came from what she was staring at. Her own reflection spoke out to her, wordlessly relaying what the problem truly was. She didn't consider herself attractive or femenine enough; no matter how attractive she appeared to others. That façade of the tough cowgirl worked perfectly with everybody, and although she was as sincere and loyal as one could wish for, Applejack wasn't very proud of herself.

Years of diligent farm work had hardened Applejack's body. She stood an agreeable six foot three, which made her taller than most stallions. The natural caramel coat combined with her long, wild mane of untied golden hair. The freckles on her cheeks were of a slightly darker shade as her coat. Just like this moment, following a shower after work, Applejack could see her lean muscled body. She wasn't like those bodybuilders in the magazines, but she definitely had bigger physical strength and endurance than all of them.

Applejack was simply disappointed that she hadn't put on the kind of muscle her older brother Big Macintosh casually showed off merely by tearing an overall or two per season since he went on puberty. Meanwhile, Applejack was in her 20s and could barely make her bicep round up at the top of her arm. It was simply discouraging, even if she was as normal as normal could be.

"Average ain't enough for this gal, no siree," the blonde horse put up her arms in a double-bicep flex. Both arms returned the image of a powerful horse, but to Applejack this wasn't enough. She needed to feel confident. She needed the strength to be able to respect her own self. "Reckon' I've put on a pound or two after eating and working out three times more 'n Mac. Heck if I know how that big brother o' mine does it."

Tired of pitying herself, Applejack let out a long sigh and put on some deodorant before throwing her shirt on. After tying her hat back and wearing her jeans, she decided to go out for a walk around town. Hands on her pockets, she anxiously tapped the side of her flat thighs with her fingers to the rhythm of some rock music in the background.

It seemed like there was some sort of festival going on downtown. Probably Rainbow Dash and Soarin trying to be as loud and playfully obnoxious as possible. A brief but fond smile colored Applejack's sullen expression as she thought about her friends, but she wasn't in the mood for big parties with lots of people in it.

Fluttershy and Bulk Bicep were probably out on a date at this time. Springtime was the best for couples to spend their alone time together after all. Dusk was fast approaching and she wasn't the kind of equine to stay out late unless with friends. Shoulders deflated, Applejack was ready to turn tail and head back home but then she observed an unusual sight. The lights at Twilight Sparkle's house were open and bright. Applejack's ears twitched and stood at attention as she felt somewhat renewed. "Good 'ol Twi. That gal's oughta be studying her brains out right now. Bet she wouldn't mind a bit of company now."

Out of all her good friends, Twilight Sparkle was the one Applejack could compare to the most; at least socially-wise. Despite their stark differences: Her a country bumpkin, and her a proper by-the-book girl, they were both mostly sheltered folk without a lot of practice being around strangers. Applejack wondered if perhaps she could share her dilemma with her friend and perhaps find a solution together. It was a good plan initially but the idea of reaching out for help terrified Applejack, as she was the proud kind that believed she could do anything on her own with enough will power. However, time and time again she had been shown that true power can only be achieved through purpose, and the great purpose of her life was her devotion and loyalty to her friends; who were always ready to lay it all down for her sake. Her friends had taught her that their bond was more important than individual greatness, and thus Applejack was able to push back her pride and steel herself.

She swallowed that bad side of her and then took a deep breath. The good memories rushed in and she felt calm again. "Gosh darn, this is yer friend yer thinking' of, Apple-dense. Let's crash that nerd's study!" Fully resolute, Applejack marched to Twilight Sparkle's home and didn't even think of knocking. "Howdy, bookworm!" Applejack announced herself with a cheerful grin, although in her excitement failed to measure her great strength and slammed the door into the wall.

Spike was at the top of a ladder organizing the novels and encyclopedias on the giant bookcase. The Dragon was angled dangerously as he channeled his inner balance, trying to minimize the effort of his task. He was not expecting the walls of the humble abode to suddenly begin quaking.

"Applejack?" Spike quickly recognized the thick accent of one of his best friends. "WOW!" he cried out as the small but strong tremor made him lose balance and plummet to the ground, some books falling off their place and landing in his face. “OUCH!” he said

Shaking the hurt from his face, Spike glanced up at his friend standing at the entrance with a meek, apologetic expression and a shy wave.

"Evenin'..." Applejack gently murmured out, realizing the ruckus she had caused.

"By Celestia, Applejack! I know Twilight said to come on in whenever you felt like it, but leave her study intact please!" Spike wasn't one to stay mad long, but the sudden violent intrusion had put him on edge; being a dragon, he was always ready for battle.

"Gosh, Spike. I do apologize," Applejack scratched her blonde hair with a nervous grin, "Didn't mean to charge in like a bull. Sometimes I forget I only look like a puny loser," Applejack murmured the last bit, more out of self-pity than humor.

Spike could barely hear his friend, realizing he was maybe too far away for conversation, but he at least understood she was sorry for startling him. Calmer and with a sigh, Spike began to get off the ground, not noticing his close proximity to the bookshelf.

As soon as he got to his feet, his wings accidentally bumped, rather strongly, against the bookshelf, tipping it over.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake…” was all Spike could say

Applejack was looking around while waiting for Spike when she heard a sharp albeit loud crash. She looked back and didn't even think twice about dashing towards the bookcase and ladder. Her speed and agility were on time as she slid over and stopped just where Spike was last seen. Lifting the bookshelf from over Spike " Y'all okay, partner?"

"J-just peachy, th-tha..." A gasping Spike was about to thank Applejack when the rest of the books buried the two friends like an avalanche. "Thanks," muffled appreciation barely escaped the dragon’s lips.

"Sorry 'bout that, Spike."

"That one wasn't your fault," Spike put emphasis on the first word as he began clearing the books off them now that he was safe and could control his surroundings. In only a matter of seconds, he flew around the study, so fast that his speed could rival Rainbow Dash’s, and several stacks of books were neatly placed back in the book shelves.

"Those wings 'o yours sure are handy," Applejack smiled, getting a nod of agreement from the dragon.

"I know," Spike replied. Neither talked and they just stared at each other for an increasingly uncomfortable amount of time until the mare cleared her throat,

“Where’s Twilight?”

"Oh, she is at the royal castle, she said it was Flash’s and her’s “date night”, and so I stayed behind, cleaning her mess… as usual,” said Spike

“Oh!, sorry,” said Applejack

"You're apologizing a bit too much, don't you think?" Applejack noticed Spike’s usual poker face turn into that of a friendly smile.

Applejack had made a fool out of herself and Spike had been caught off-guard with the unplanned visit, so their cringe-worthy slow exchange wasn't progressing much. In an attempt to fix the situation, Spike made the effort to break the ice, "So what brings you here, AJ?"

Applejack felt like she could breathe again when Spike didn't just ignore her, and go back to cleaning the place. In fact, Applejack was very much amazed how far her dragon friend had come since he and Twilight moved to Ponyville, and ever since he left his fear behind and grew to fit his real age, he had become the hunk of the town, still he didn’t really care . She had problems with dealing with people outside of her element, but Spike used to have no element to easily socialize with, being a dragon, people used to run away from him, only for what he looked like, and never got to know him. Now he seemed at home with people, or at least friends and that made it easier for Applejack who wasn't feeling herself lately. "Reckoned I'd visit my friend Twilight Sparkle, chat it up? Y'all seemed busy though, and she ain’t here, so I completely understand if..."

"No, no! That's okay. Here, I can make some tea for... ah, you like coffee, don't you?" Applejack nodded and Spike left for the kitchen.

"I don't flap my gums and make myself an idiot again, right?" Applejack scratched her head with a snicker as Spike shook his head.

"I just remembered the first time Rarity had you try tea. I almost died when she started lecturing you about arching your pinky when you take sips," Spike could barely contain his laughter. Applejack's cheeks were flushed with color.

"Yeah. 'fraid I don't do proper-lady-buffoon," Applejack laughed at herself as Spike went to prepare some coffee for them, "And that gal knows it!" she added, still at odds with her stylist friend's aesthetics.

"Mmhm, and that's how they like you, AJ. Sit down if you want, I'll be there soon." Spike said

Applejack took a seat by a table after realizing she really didn't have to offer Spike help with cleaning the place. He had neatly cleaned everything after all; maybe later if he had to clean something she would help her. While Spike busied himself; Applejack couldn't help but stare.

The mare took notice of her Dragonian friend. Spike wasn't much of a show off, usually wearing baggy clothes, much to Rarity’s disgust; he wasn’t as tall as her older brother, or as buff as Bulk Bicep, but he certainly took care of himself, not to mention he actually had neurons, something that many of the man in town lacked, except for Dr. Whooves.

Applejack had never bothered to consider dating any of her male friends before, and these thoughts were beginning to manifest as additional doubts in the blonde mare's head. She was becoming both anxious and nervous, as if a certain part of her had to blurt out what she was thinking and go for it, yet the conflicting side in her brain was smothering her with more and more awkward scenarios.

"Spike's a good Man, but ain't no way he'd settle for a freaking stick-mare. Better guzzle and buzz off... " It was then that an idea hit her.

As the apple-bucker mare watched Spike prepare coffee, she realized Spike was the perfect person to be with right now. Performing his tasks skillfully using both his hands, tail, and wings, multitasking perfectly "Show off?" Applejack muttered to herself, looking at her body and then at a mirror across the table. She pictured herself slightly shorter and with a more femenine body type, "Might just work. Do I ask...?"

"Sugar?" Spike startled Applejack as he placed a mug down by her on the table. Applejack's eyes went wide and she nearly blurted out everything she was thinking. Spike smiled, "I mean if you take sugar with yours, AJ. I forgot, hehe."

"Black, sugar-pie," Applejack smiled a bit, used to calling her friends with an affectionate nickname. "S-say, Sugarcube."

"Mmm?" Spike lifted an eyebrow with the mug covering his mouth. Applejack was fiddling with her fingers.

"Y'all got all those fancy-shmancy magic tomes, right?" Applejack started, trying to be as eloquent as possible without talking too fast, "Reckon one of them pages has some really useful words of enchantment, eh?"

Spike merely blinked, "Why, yes. Um, most of them have very useful spells!" He wasn't sure if to continue talking about them or if to wait for further questions. Spike was bad at telling, but he knew something was up.

"Alright sugarcube, lemme level with you for a sec here ah..." Applejack stumbled for a second after rushing with her sentence. She smacked her tongue inside her mouth once and avoided eye contact before she came out with it, "I'd be mighty grateful if... I mean... I'd appreciate it if you could use one of them to help me." she said

"Oh!" Spike stood up straight. It was rare for Applejack to sound so serious, but if he had to be honest with himself, Spike had been noticing his friend was way too tense. "I ain’t much of a magic caster, and Dragon magic is more powerful and dangerous than Twilight’s magic. But if you don’t mind. What can I help you with, AJ?" he smiled sympathetically, trying to be as clear and kind as he could to make Applejack feel easy with herself.

"Right! Uh, see. I've never been, y'know, the prettiest among the other ah... mare folk," Applejack said moving around in her seat to feel comfortable, failing to notice Spike's light blush as he saw her boobs jiggle. "Thinking maybe one of your spells can... yanno?" She gesticulated with her hands, having trouble coming up with a way to express her actual need for a more femenine appearance. Admitting her weaknesses was the hardest for a proud mare like Applejack, after all.

Up until now Spike had been nodding to show he was paying attention, but he had momentarily lost himself in the definition of Applejack's dainty although noticeable breasts. It wasn't until he noticed her making gestures that he snapped out, "Hmm! I see,” Spike said as his face became serious.

“You want me to cast a spell that will make you look far more femenine than your current look,” said Spike

Applejack nodded

“I’ll go look around, maybe I can find something,” Spike said as he got up and headed for the book shelves

Applejack couldn't believe how easy that had been. She hadn't even needed to say anything outright. The way Spike spoke almost made Applejack feel reinvigorated and more powerful already. She followed Spike over to the library, although trying not to touch anything. She left it all up to her Dragon friend.

Spike stopped walking and looked around a few books for a second, before pulling one out and flipping the pages.

Applejack, then peeked from Spike’s shoulder, trying to make out anything from the book in his hands.

The Dragon speed read through the pages, his eyes bouncing from left to right like a typing machine. The pages flew past one after another with Spike's expression growing increasingly concerned and serious. As he read and tried to understand and decipher the ancient knowledge sealed within those pages, Applejack couldn't help but find that posture of Spike extra alluring.

He was slightly bent forwards, so his pants hugged his toned legs more, they weren’t bulky, but they were definitely marked and Applejack could appreciate the outline of his butt even more. The way his biceps stiffened as he held the heavy book up to his face made Applejack blush, holding herself back from touching them, she had never seen Spike without his stereotypical hoodie, so now, as he stood before her, with a tank top on, showing off his strong arms, was something she never thought she would see.

Little by little, Applejack was starting to feel this seemingly innocuous yet teasing sight to be flustering her. She laughed in her mind, unable to believe she was so desperate for a boyfriend that she was fantasizing with the friend who in his grace was merely trying to help her, no strings attached. Applejack fully knew Spike's type: He was HOT without realizing it. He was probably lost in his own world far beyond what Applejack's bumpkin brain could perceive, and he likely did not realize what a tease he was being. Even something as innocent as scratching the back of his neck accentuating his bicep size, or the way his squinted in frustration was driving Applejack nuts.

The cowgirl mare turned around not to see that. "This ain't right," the blonde thought to herself in full regret. She was desperate for some sort of outlet. Spike was always like this, disappearing into his world, blind and deaf to his effect on others, it was his coping mechanism, but tonight Applejack was more sensitive than any other night. She inhaled deeply and without turning to look at Spike she cranked up a smile and began walking towards the kitchen, "W-whoa there, partner. You're tryin' too hard there. How about another cup'a'joe? I'll do it this time..."

"It's here!" Spike announced, nearly making the tip-toeing Applejack fall flat on her face in a startle. "I got it, AJ!"

"W-well call me a fiddle and slap me silly! That was fast!" Applejack quickly praised and returned to Spike. It had not been fast at all. Applejack had survived a 20 minute long, drawn-out tease. Spike barched an eyebrow as he turned and looked at the rattled Applejack.

"You look a little agitated, Applejack. Are you okay?" Spike asked, getting a quick nod and uh-huh from his friend.

He continued. "Well, alright. What I have here is a powerful, ancient spell which was apparently first devised as some sort of alluring enhancement, and size is one of the things it mentions in detail! However..."

"Yeah?" Applejack had followed more or less, and she was excited, although the last part was making her hesitant.

"Well, this would be my first time casting this spell, and I'm not exactly sure of its potency. I don't know… listen, I care for you, and I don’t think this is a good idea… so I’m going to have to… back out of the agreement,” said Spike

“Wha… WHY!!!” Applejack exclaimed

“This types of spell don’t have a way back, once you cast it, there is no turning back, and more than likely, you’re going to enjoy the results at first, but then, they will become a nightmare… I couldn’t leave with myself if I made your life a living hell,” Spike said as he placed the book back

A smile lightened Applejack's expression up and she approached Spike to give him a tight hug, "Thanks Spike. You're always saying nice things, even when I'm being a downer. Heh, and I'm the one supposed to be helping you!"

"R-right. No worries, AJ," Spike stuttered at first but readily returned the hug. The awkwardness melted away when he finally remembered the kind of friend he had in Applejack. They shared a tender moment and broke away from each other without any more weirdness happening between them. "So, what now?"

“Wanna watch some TV?” asked Spike

“That sounds mighty nice,” said Applejack as she followed Spike back to the living room

Various seconds later Spike and Applejack sat in front of the TV set, looking for the sport’s channel

“Wanna watch soccer, Bball, baseball, or Rugby?” asked Spike

“Who’s playing rugby?” asked Applejack

“The Canterlot Knights Vs. the Griffinstone Eagles,” said Spike

“Sounds cool, but I think that’s a recorded match,” said Applejack

“Soccer?” asked Spike

“Yeah, why not,” said Applejack

“Here we are,” said Spike as he found the channel

"Oh! Reckon I saw this match with Mac, The changelings lost 1 - 6 to Manehattan,” said Applejack

“You "reckon" right, AJ," Spike grinned, “well, how about a movie?” asked Spike

“I don’t know Sugarcube, I should probably get going, it’s getting late, and…” Applejack began

“Nonsense, you can stay over, I doubt that Twilight will mind you sleeping on her bed, plus, knowing her, she won’t be back for at least 3 days, so, make yourself at home,” said Spike

"R-right, Thanks Sugarcube,” said Applejack as she hugged him

"Hehe. Don't mention it, Applejack. That's what friends are for, right?" Spike smiled. Applejack continued hugging Spike for a few more seconds until it became awkward.

"Welp, what’re we watching?” asked Applejack

“No idea, what do you want to watch?” asked Spike as he entered Mareflix

“How’bout, “The Notebook,” it’s a nice film

“Ok then… here it is,” said Spike as he pressed play

“So, how’s married life treating ya?” asked Applejack as the movie began

“It’s awesome, but…” Spike said

“But?” asked Applejack

“It’s Rarity, she has a new “Marriage Improvement Idea” and I don’t know what to think,” said Spike

“And what might that be?” asked Applejack

“She wants our marriage to go from just the 2 of as to 3,” said Spike

“You mean, she wants to have a baby?” asked Applejack

“No, I have no problem with that… I even committed to have sex with her with out rubber as soon as she comes back from Manehattan on Monday,” said Spike

“So then?” asked Applejack

“She wants me to create a “harem” or at least a threesome,” said Spike

“Really?” asked Applejack in disbelief

“Yup, she said that, on her last business trip she found out that Fancy Pants, Fleur de Lis and Coco Pommel are all part of a polyamorous marriage, and she wants to give it a shot,” said Spike

“And what’s so bad about that?” asked Applejack

“Be honest, apart from Rarity, which other female is going to be willing to marry me?” said Spike

“I would,” thought Applejack “I… have no idea,”

“Exactly,” said Spike as he turned his attention on the movie.

It was late when the movie ended, and Applejack had cuddled up to Spike during the movie, consciously or unconsciously, he didn’t now, what was getting to him was the fact that her face was now centimeters away from his crotch, and in her “sleep” she had placed Spike’s hand between her big Milk jugs.

He was impatient. As far as Applejack was concerned, he had been a massive help, and a great friend, but now she was being the cause of his stress. Spike's problem wasn't that he was impatient. He was horny.

"Can't blame ya, 'lil guy," he softly murmured to the bulge in his pants. Spike looked at Applejack’s face, she was fast asleep, so he slowly removed his body from under hers.

“I should really take a shower, maybe that can help me calm down,” thought Spike

He simply kicked his pants off after entering the bathroom. His underwear and shirt joined the pile of discarded clothes as he thought of taking care of his business under the shower.

Spike tried his best to place his mind in a blank state, as he entered the shower .

Silence was immediately torn by the loud sprinkling of hot water splashing the shower tiles. Spike closed his eyes and wasted no time trying to make his stiffness disappear. His brain pushed away any nuptial concerns as his mind went blank.

Unknown to him, the bathroom door had opened behind him, allowing someone else to enter.

Spike was deep in thought, doing his best to mediate “Man, I don’t know how I’m going to deal with this marriage thing, first was the baby talk, and now she wants to have a third person join, I tell you Rarity is one weird dame, but, then again, she is an angel… and why do I feel someone touching me?” thought Spike as he opened his eyes and looked down.

What he saw almost made him have a heart attack.

Applejack was kneeling before him, his dick, placed between her breasts as she stroked and licked it.

“HI THERE PARTNER! I couldn’t help but noticed the bulge on your pants before you left me in the sofa, so, I decided to help YOU out,” said Applejack

The Dragon’s penis was dripping pre-cum in generous amounts already, diluting with the water running down the drain. Applejack paid little attention to that as she continued to suck on Spike’s dick.

As Applejack's intensifying ministrations became bolder and less restrained; she had begun to touch herself; the young mare became inundated with pure bliss. Pleasure flooded her every sense as she felt Spike’s hard dick ejaculated hard, spurting down her throat. But Applejack didn't stop pumping his rod. His shaft was still turgid and he was nowhere near done. Her womanhood tightened up and her mind went blank as lewd groans escaped her throat.
Spike clenched his butt, toned rump cheeks lifting and squeezing together as his balls swelled with more of his load.

Even with the rare, unbridled need to ejaculate immediately again, Applejack continued jacking Spike off with sheer abandon, blissfully unaware of the changes happening to him. With her boobs still stroking Spike’s shaft, and it being down her throat, she felt it get bigger and bulgier, almost shocking her . He came again.

Spike’s eyes shut even tighter and he couldn't prevent a loud growl from escaping. His transformation spread to his shoulders that expanded to accommodate his bigger, stronger-looking arms. Spike's back widened and his chest exploded outwards. His defined pectorals ballooned out and became twin slabs of cut beef clearly screaming manly. To complement these looks, Spike's abdominals swelled out and started multiplying along the front of his torso. Becoming more pronounced and prominent, Spike developed his once barely noticeable six-pack into attractive wash-board abs.

Spike's lower body was next. His legs bulked up with extra, hardened muscle. Cord of powerful leg muscles stretched his skin, noisily increasing his body's overall thickness. His thighs and twins looked like a professional bodybuilder. They were even more noticeable with Spike fiercely flexing as he tried to keep his balance . If Spike hadn't been so consumed by his egregious lust, he would be wholly surprised about his extreme growth.

But perhaps the fastest growing members of his body were his genitals. Spike didn't care at first, but his usual seven inches had already added a couple extra. And at the pace it was going, it's more-than-generous length wasn't yet done in its enhancement. Spike's penis was growing both longer and thicker. For all of his complaints about his appearance, he had never quite touched upon the issue of his dick size; but that's because there had never been one. Sensory overload was happening within him. His phallus had already become too much to grasp even with both hands. It had transformed into a monstrous sausage of pornographic proportions that even lewd actors would blush at. And Spike's sense of tact couldn't have been more pleased.

That enormous dragon schlong's copious output was backed by Spike's swelling testicles, which were literally swelling bigger, having gone from decent sized marbles to ping pong balls and now tennis ball sized. Spike couldn't stop stroking, and his gigantic, now foot long dick was in the process of clogging Applejack’s stomach with its constant payload.

The muscular Spike came again and again, and with every orgasm his body shuddered. Every orgasm seemed to add to his being, increasing the girth and size of his sexual equipment while . The grunting blonde moaned as she swallowed every single drop of Spike’s load. His fourteen inches of dragon cock was implacable, and it didn't take long before they became fifteen. Then sixteen, seventeen, eighteen... Applejack, didn’t let her mouth separate not even one time from Spike’s member as she did her best to keep on swallowing.

Applejack’s eyes rolled back as she swallowed Spike’s twentieth release. His cook still down her throat as she continued to suck, her mind gone, and possible not coming back, anytime soon.

Spike then looked down and noticed the cowgirl, glued to his dick, her belly inflated to the point that it seemed she was pregnant with sextuplets; her eyes lost in space, and her mind completely broken.

Spike quickly pulled his, still hard, and ejaculating member out of her throat, as his load splashed everywhere, the floor, the ceiling, the shower wall, all over Applejack’s face and body, until it finally came to a stop.

A few moments later, Applejack returned from, wherever she was, looked at Spike and said

"Ohhh, fuck! What in Tarnation happened to me?!" she paused, "...and to you for that matter?!"

Applejack couldn't deny the fact that his heavy, imposing member looked more than a dream, but there was also the matter that the bathroom was a mess, her body was covered in Spike’s baby batter, and that her belly was HUGE.

Even after ejaculating again and again, his huge tower of meat had hardly been satisfied at all.

“Are you ok?” asked Spike now in a very deep bass voice, even deeper than Big mac’s

“Peachy, but… what happened to you, we used to be around the same height, now I’m pretty sure you're about seven and a half feet tall?” said Applejack

“This is what happens when a dragon is in heat, their muscles and bodies will grow in order to satisfy their mates, of course, the female dragons also grow so it’s almost like a competition of strength and height… are you sure you’re ok?” asked Spike again pointing at her belly

“Yeah… But, I don’t get it, I’m obviously filled to the bream with your seed, and yet, I’m still… in need of more,” said Applejack as she licked Spike’s cum that was sprayed in her face and arms.

“That must be the aphrodisiac in dragon cum, that’s the main reason a dragoness can lay over 10 eggs in one go, they will fuck until the aphrodisiac runs out,” said Spike

“Interesting,” said Applejack

“You’re even more fascinating, no pony, unicorn, or pegasus has ever swallowed that much dragon cum before, not even Rarity, she had to let go of my dick after the twelfth release,” said Spike in awe

“Well, I can’t say I wasn’t tempted to let go, but then I thought… I don’t remember, the pleasure was just too much, my mind went blank,” said Applejack

“That might also be another side effect,” said Spike

“Well, Spike, What’ya say we go and HIT the HAY?” said Applejack as she pulled Spike towards his former room.

Applejack pushed Spike onto the bed and got on top of him as the 2 of them kissed passionately.

Applejack was incredibly curvy, Amazonian in height. She couldn't stop fingering herself thanks to the electric feeling running through her body. She was impossibly aroused, as if Spike was the last male on earth. She didn’t want to let go or stop kissing.

They both were their respective gender's quintessential form. The horn charged couple had evolved into symbols of fertility. Applejack and Spike Couldn't wait any longer. There was no banter. There was no prelude. There was only desire for flesh.

The two threw themselves at and embraced each other's perfect body. Applejack held Spike's muscular buttocks while the dragon put a fondling hand on a breast and an ass cheek. Their snout met into the sloppiest, most decadent mouth-to-mouth in history. One noisy, wet kiss that seemed to go forever for the horny creatures. Tongues desperately wrestled in an attempt to assert dominance, upping the game and exacerbating the pleasure of their wild attraction. Grunts and moans became muffled as they pleasured each other with their unrestrained touch and groping.

Spike's giant dong was caught between Applejack's breasts. Their sensitive flesh was constantly being squished, sandwiched by their need to be as close to each other as physically possible. Spike was loving how Applejack's big but squishy soft, pillow-like tits enveloped his cock. Applejack was in heaven feeling the big dragon's cock consistently spurting generous amounts of pre under her chin while her nipples rubbed against his steel-hard pectorals. They were beyond turning each other on. They were now leading each other to their promised land, about to make each other's primal wishes come true. They were rubbing bodies, mashing themselves, desperately eating each other's mouth out.

Orgasmic cries and groans were pushed down each other's throat. Their bodies locked up and Applejack squirted all over Spike's balls. The male's sperm factories swelled and clenched, pushing out his latest orgasm that completely soaked Applejack in his essence for the second time that night. Immediately afterwards, their rumbling bodies started getting warmer, this time with much greater effect.

“Spike… what’s… what’s happening?” asked Applejack

“My… body… has accepted you as a mate… and it’s reciprocated by… yours,” said Spike

“Well, darn… what’s that supposed to mean?” she asked

“It means that… if I were to cum inside you… you’ll bare my children,” Spike said

At the mention of this Applejack kisses Spike once again

They broke the kiss to announce their arousal with loud moans. Applejack couldn't help herself. She shut herself up by stuffing her mouth with Spike's thick cockhead. She had less trouble fitting it in her mouth than before. The dragon however would have none of that. Using his strength, he picked her up by the hips. Gripping her butt hard, Spike delighted himself in her moans and when his dick was out of her mouth, the dragon spun his mate in mid-air. Caught by her waist, Applejack could barely see back up thanks to her ample chest taking up all the view, but soon enough her cleavage revealed Spike's dick thrust down at her. She immediately resumed fellatio.

Meanwhile, Spike, holding Applejack by her hips, practically slammed her ass against his face. He nuzzled and bit down on those toned buttocks, hearing Applejack's screams of pleasure muffled by the cock-sucking going on down below. The dragon’s snout was buried deep into her ass crack, but his tongue saw nothing more delectable than pushing against the mare's exposed vagina. Spike's grunts only managed to cause Applejack extra pleasure thanks to his agitated breath. Spike drank her honey out like ambrosia, slurping Applejack's juices as if he was a thirsty man in a desert.

Applejack could never have imagined herself in a dirtier sexual position, even with all the pornography she had already read on lewd books she kept stashed away. She had never gone beyond normal experiments girls do for oral sex, with bananas at first, then actual dildos. Twilight had always been too shy to try to actually date, so she had no experience. Yet with all of this action going on at once, with Spike pleasuring her, with such a studly dragon doing it to her; she felt she had surpassed all of the fictional characters in her books. No, she definitely was more beautiful, better than them. Confidence was swelling inside of Applejack, allowing her to leave what little inhibitions she had behind and favor the treatment she thought Spike deserved.

The dragon male began to moan louder into Applejack's pussy as the mare worked his giant shaft up her mouth. His burly legs shook and he had to readjust himself, testicles swinging like a pair of wrecking balls. Applejack was inhaling cock like a vacuum, working him deeper and deeper until he was at her throat. Applejack's cheeks had bulged out, overstuffed with Spike's meat. Whatever remained outside, she grabbed her breasts and started squeezing. Deep-throating and tit-fucking him; Spike was in absolute heaven. His efforts redoubled.

As he felt her cry out in pleasure against his dick, Spike knew his tongue was doing the right job. Remembering his honeymoon with Rarity 2 weeks back, she had actually gotten angry that he had to stop. He had unmatched genitals that simply kept getting better at their job. Spike was in control, giving his new mate what she wanted.

The lumberjack oral sex position continued with both dragon and mare building up. Their climaxes hit them like a ton of bricks. The synchronized bliss resonated within their overexcited bodies. As Spike got a load of sweet girl juices and Applejack opened the floodgates to the male's cock.

Spike sat down, his legs spread as he panted. Applejack crawled over him and rolled herself around, laying her back against his massive dick. She was panting, exhausted, but also eager. Both of them had been climaxing for hours and hours, growing larger and more powerful; greater and sexier. They were ready to go for the main spectacle.

Their lustful gazes told each other what was going. They needed not speak their intentions, for it was clear as the cloudless night sky. Muscles and curves were quivering, covered in their sweat and juices. Their need for each other was unstoppable. Applejack was the one to straddle Spike. She had to stand up at first, grabbing down at the dragon's erection to keep it steady. She hissed as she pushed her hips down and began to push his length into her snatch. Spike shut his eyes and gritted his teeth together, feeling tightness beyond his expectations engulf his love tool.

It took Applejack a few seconds but her womb accepted all of Spike's massive dong. Her rump sat in his lap and gently rubbed Spike's testes. He couldn't help himself and immediately threw his hands at Applejack's oversized knockers. She moaned as she was fondled, feeling Spike twist and shake his hips to display his eagerness in fucking her cunt.

Her stomach bulged out with Spike's hyper dick far inside her body. She began to rhythmically move her hips against him, moaning out loud as the thick organ continued to stretch her. It was a mixture between pain and pleasure, where pleasure came out on top. The two lovers moaned as they fucked, driving themselves to orgasm once, then twice. It didn't matter how fast or powerful the climax, they simply would not stop. Applejack was like a cowgirl riding a bucking bronco, and Spike's meat tower was more than glad to continue adding to Applejack's pool of sperm caught inside.

They were lost in bliss as Spike layed down. Applejack threw her arms back and arched as she moaned with every bounce of her ass, her hungry pussy milking Spike for all he was worth. They went on and on and on without stop as they continued to make love to each other until sunrise... until they passed out.

When Applejack opened her eyes again, an overpowering stench pervaded all of her senses at once. Musk and sexual odor was afoot like an invisible cloud of perversion, detailing that whatever she had been dreaming of had been no dream at all. She immediately slapped her mouth to avoid gasping out loud when she finally noticed she had been lying her head down on Spike's toned chest. She looked down and gulped, noticing her pussy was still impaled by Spike’s dick. "Oh dear..." she gasped, noticing her mate was waking up.

"Ohh, man... now that was a heck of a headache!" Spike groaned, holding by his head. He blinked, glancing at the naked and curvaceous Applejack before he noticed his dick still inside of her pussy. "Applejack?" the dragon blurted out, unsure of what else to say.

"Um... h-hi. Good morning!" Applejack meekly said, nervously smiling while waving a hand that was making her huge tits jiggle invitingly. "Oww," she hissed a little, feeling Spike's dong twitch inside of her in response.

Spike's slow start was averted as every memory came rushing back into his head. Everything he had done the night prior. Everything THEY had done. He was stifling groans from the warmth he felt surrounding his dick. Her vagina was still greedily tugging at him, since they had fallen asleep as one.

"Top 'o the mornin' to ya..." Applejack cranked up a grin although it was riddled with insecurity. There was so much destruction around them, and it all smelled of sex; of them.

"S-say... um... I'm going to..." Applejack started, making Spike blush as she gently tried to lift her sexy ass off his lap, to remove his dick from her pussy.

"Sure,” Spike quickly nodded, not doing anything at all. The cowgirl rocked herself out with a meek little yelp. A loud squelch followed and Spike bit his lower lip to stifle another groan. He watched his dick, slide out of Applejack. Juice and sperm dripped down his shaft, making him shudder. He wondered just how much he had ejaculated last night; probably enough to fill three Olympic pools.

The two friends avoided looking at each other for a while until Applejack broke the ice. "Say uh... thanks." She said, although she instantly regretted being so brash. Applejack quickly tried to fix it. "I mean, thanks for what y'all did, sugarcube. Y'all are a real friend, Spike."

Spike could never have expected anything else to come out of Applejack's mouth. She was always so honest, saying what she has in mind all the time. It was hard to believe she would take advantage of him. No, if she had, then that meant he had also done it.

“I’m not a real friend AJ, I just made you part of an affair, and what’s worse, I probably knocked you up,” said Spike as he avoided eye contact.

"Now, don't gimme that. There ain't no problem, partner," Applejack smiled, moving past the awkwardness to scoot next to her mate. Applejack placed one of her hands on the dragon’s shoulder, giving her a soft, encouraging smile. "So y'all think y'all made a mistake? Everyone makes mistakes, Spike. C'mon."

"B-but, AJ..." Spike grabbed her hand and looked her in the eye not with sadness but concern, "What's going to happen to us? I could’ve ruined your life"

"Well, I'm not the expert on this kinda thing, pardner. But I feel like a million apples right now. I probably weigh like a million Applejacks right now!" the cowgirl said with hearty laughter, making Spike smile a little and giggle.

"I hope you didn’t mind me being your first,” said Spike

"I’d never mind you being the one who took my virginity," Applejack snickered a bit, finally throwing an arm around him, dragging him closer.

"Mmm… Do you think that this is going to change our relationship?" asked Spike

"Hmm, Y'all really want it to change?" asked Applejack

"For the better… yes,” said Spike

“I’d like that thought sugarcube,” said Applejack as the 2 of them kissed

Applejack and Spike kissed none stop for a few seconds before Spike abruptly stopped kiss

“What is it?” asked Applejack

“We have to clean up the place, I don’t want Twilight to come back and scream at the 2 of us,” said Spike

“Oh, relax sugarcube, she ain’t gonna return, I bet every apple I’ve got at the orchard she’ll stay at the castle for a long while,” said Applejack

“You think?” said Spike

“Yeah,” said Applejack

Just then, the door to Spike’s old room swung open

“SPIKEY-WICKEY!!!! I HAVE RETURNED AHEAD OF TIME SO THAT WE MAY START PROCREATING,” said Rarity as she walked into the room, taking her clothes off as she walked

“I went home but you weren’t there so I called Twilight and she told me about her favor, so I came here to begin the fun... WHAT IN THE NAME OF CELESTIA IS GOING ON HERE?!!!!” Rarity screamed as she saw the scene before her

“I’m you’re new plus 1,” said Applejack

“Really?” said Rarity in disbelief

“Yeah, my sugarcube here, told me all about your new fetish, and so, I decided to join the action,” said Applejack.

“Ok, then,” said Rarity “But let me remind you I’m his legal wife, that means I have priority over you,” she finished

“Don’t worry yer, cow tits off, for now, I’m happy with being the mistress,” said Applejack as she pinched Rarity’s exposed nipples

“Cocky already, my dear… WAIT A MINUTE… WHAT DO YOU MEAN “FOR NOW?” asked Rarity

“Well, Spike and I have to marry now, he did, possibly, knock me up… it’s only right,” said Applejack

“YOU DID WHAT?!!!” Rarity said as she turned to look at Spike

“Hold your horses… I’ll treat you well, aswell,” said Applejack as she began to massage Rarity's breasts, and shoved her fingers up her pussy.

“It’s like we’re a big happy family, don’t you think?” said Spike as he pierced Rarity’s anus with his dick

"So do I," Applejack finished, leaning in for a soft, gentle kiss of pure love and affection with Rarity.

Author's Note

First 2 ship down, One more to go... and if the story does good I'll add a suprise third.

I'll continue adding this quick stories I wrote Pre-lockdown, unitl I get enough free time to finish the chapters for all of my mayor fics.

Enjoy, and Thanks for the suport