"Ugh! Fuck me" Citrus Orange droned to herself in great annoyance, absentmindedly stirring the umbrella in her mimosa at the table. "Seriously, I'm ready to take any virile stallion who will fuck me silly and put a bun in my oven."

She actually didn't have too much trouble with the former. Sliced Orange did fairly well in that department, it was part of why their marriage being arranged was the only part about it she hated. Thankfully they'd both known each other beforehand, and were even dating, which their families saw as a stroke of luck. The bad luck unfortunately came in the latter department.

While not the richest in wealth, or highest in class, the Oranges were no commoners. They could afford a nicer than average place and clothes, fine food, and socialized with quite a few other ponies of similar status and wealth. With that came the expectation of continuing the family line.

Citrus and Sliced were more than happy to try and fulfill that expectation, but a visit to the doctor after a shocking amount of time with no results revealed this was not to be. Sliced was sterile. All that time, no matter how fun, was wasted effort.

A search for alternatives bared no fruit either. There was plenty of potions for enhancement and increased production, but the sperm needed to work in the first place. A donor from one of their friend's families was out of the question. Half wanted some sort of business agreement, and the other half were the ones Citrus barely tolerated as friends. No way she was gonna have one of their foals in her. And she wouldn't dare go to a clinic for a donation from some rando commoner.

There was one other idea, one of their earliest, that they thought would be a sure thing. But that lead to a dead end upon further investigation. Or so they thought.

"Sweetie! The relative option!" Sliced exclaimed as he burst through the door of the dining room.

"We already looked into that, Sliced" Citrus replied in exasperation, her eyes still on her mimosa. "The law made by Celestia states that only alicorns and non-pony species with a very low population can partake in incest within Equestria for the purpose of reproduction."

"You're right, but we weren't looking at the current version!"

"What do you mean?" she asked, finally looking up and noticing that he had a book tucked under his arm.

"Remember how I had that dream a few days ago?"

"How could I forget?" she asked slyly. "The ones that give you your night time visitors are my favorites."

"Well what I didn't tell you was that it was, weirdly enough, in a library. I happened to be walking by it today and had this gut feeling to go inside. I started thinking about our problem, wandered into the law section, and I discovered a new edition of the book we checked had replaced the old one" he explained as he pulled that very book out from under his arm to show her.

"The law has an addendum!"

"An addendum?"

"Yes! A very recent one" Sliced continued as he sat down next to his wife and opened the book to flip to the law's page. "Only three years ago, and our library rarely updates the law section because there hasn't been a lot of changes for a while.

"Look here" Sliced pointed on the page, his now very interested wife intently following his finger. "The Amore Addendum. It was proposed by Princess Cadance, and both Celestia and Luna approved it. In simple terms, it says that incest between non alicorn ponies is allowed so long as the involved ponies are doing it to make a foal or foals, are not involved in a relationship past that, they both sign a form confirming this, and of course are of legal age. And this information won't be shared with anyone else, unless the involved ponies wish it.

"There's also something about getting a clean bill of health, but that's only required for direct relatives like siblings, parents, or grandparents.”

"So, this means...?"

"We can get you a stallion to stud you, Citrus!" Sliced said joyously.

"And you're absolutely sure about this?" Citrus asked with slight worry in her voice.

"I checked with the library to make sure the book was real and our lawyer to make sure the addendum was. It's legitimate. There's already up to fifty confirmed cases."

"Oh my gosh, Sliced, this is wonderful!" Citrus exclaimed as she leapt out of her chair and hugged her husband tightly.

"It sure is, my dear. It sure is. Well you don't have any siblings, so we don't have to deal with that bill of health. Anyone you had in mind? Maybe one of your Tangerine cousins? Or a Grapefruit? I'd be iffy about one of the Lemons."

"Oh no, I know just who I want for this" Citrus replied with a confident smirk. "But we'll talk about that after."

"After what?"

"After you strip me naked and plow me right here on the table" Citrus said as she stepped away a from her husband and sat on the edge of the table, spreading her legs and pulling up her skirt to show her moistened panties. "You earned it." She then downed the rest of her mimosa and flung the plastic cup into the sink. "It won't make any foals, but it's still a lot of fun."

"It sure is, my dear" Sliced said with a mischevious smile as he quickly removed his pants and underwear and his wife's skirt and panties. "It sure is."

"Now Big Mac, Bloom, I wantcha on yer best behavior, ya hear? Mind yer manners at the table, clean up after yerselves, and offer ta help before they ask ya to."

"Granny" Apple Bloom whined in both annoyance and amusement. "Big Mac's a full grown stallion, and I'm almost a mare. We know how to behave. Ain't that right, Big Mac?"

"Eeyup" her brother replied. The whole Apple family was at the train station, Apple Bloom and Big Mac carrying suitcases for their trip to Manehattan.

"You certainly do" Applejack chimed in. "But we're a lot more lenient on the farm. Aunt and Uncle Orange are of a more proper class" she said in her best Rarity voice, making the others chuckle. "That means things like no loud belching at the dinner table, Mac. And no leaving your drawers on the bathroom floor after a shower, little sis."

"Applejack!" Apple Bloom stressed through gritted teeth as she jutted forward and smashed her hand over her sister's mouth. "Other ponies can hear you!"

"That right there" Applejack replied as she very easily pulled her sister's hand away. "That should be your attitude with your aunt and uncle. You should want them to know about that just as much as you want other ponies knowing. Not at all."

"Understood. Now please promise me you won't say that in public ever again."

"Start picking them up more often and you got a deal." Apple Bloom huffed in response and turned around to watch for the train, to her family's amusement. "Now both of you make sure to tell us all about that fancy shindig when you get back. It may not be my type of get together, but it's still nice to hear about."

"And make sure ya thank em too. Yer aunt and uncle are being awful generous inviting the two of ya to this...what was it again? Family Buffet?" Granny Smith wondered out loud while stroking her chin.

"Banquet, Granny" Applejack corrected. "Family Banquet. And don't forget to talk up the farm, too. I know it's not your strong suit Big Mac, but in a city like Manehattan at such a fancy event, there's bound to be somepony interested in investing."

"Eeyup" Big Mac replied with a firm nod.

"Whoop, looks like the train's here" Applejack said as they heard its whistle and wheels. "Which means Apple Bloom can stop wearing a hole in the floor" she said, calling attention to her sister shifting her legs excitedly, her hooves scuffing the wood.

Apple Bloom stopped at Applejack's words, and rubbed her head bashfully while blushing. "Sorry about that. I'm just so excited! I'm gonna thank Aunt and Uncle Orange twice for inviting Babs. I haven't seen her in forever! We have so much catching up to do."

"Catching up. Right" Applejack said smugly under her breath while slightly nudging Granny, who covered her mouth to suppress a chuckle. "Make sure not to use up all your time catching up with your cousin. Remember you're visiting your Aunt and Uncle, not her."

"No promises!" Apple Bloom exclaimed before quickly giving her sister and grandma each a quick hug. "Bye! See ya in four days!" she exclaimed as she practically charged into the train, the ticket taker just barely grabbing her ticket.

"Young love" Applejack said with a roll of her eyes. "I can trust you to keep an eye on her, Mac?"

"Eeyup."

"And we're trusting her to keep an eye on you" Granny Smith said, pointing an authoritative finger at her grandson. "Just cuz you and Sugar Belle have this new fangled open relationship doesn't mean we wantcha coming back with news of a new foal on the way. I know how easy those Manehatten mares can be.

"No new foals allowed on the farm until I'm in the ground. I served my time with you three, I won't serve anymore. Got it?" she asked with her patented Granny scowl.

"E-Eyup" Big Mac stuttered after gulping.

"Come on, Mac!" Apple Bloom called out the window of her seat. "Babs is-! I mean, Manehattan is waiting!"

"You better get on that train before it leaves without you. See ya in four days, big brother." The first day of their visit was for arriving and settling in, the second was to explore Manehattan a bit, the third for the banquet, and the fourth for their return home.

Applejack hugged her brother before giving Granny a chance.

"See ya" Big Mac said after hugging them both, waving good bye as he boarded the train.

Big Mac and Apple Bloom exited the train at the Manehattan train station and immediately spotted their aunt and uncle not too far way.

"Aunt and Uncle Orange!" Apple Bloom said excitedly as she ran to them, Big Mac following at a moderate walk. She dropped her suitcase and practically leapt onto them, hugging both of them at the waist.

"Oof!" they both huffed, almost getting knocked over by their excited niece. "Why, who is this beautiful, young mare?!" Citrus said enthusiastically as she hugged Apple Bloom back with one arm. "This can't possibly be Apple Bloom."

"Last time we saw our niece she was barely a school filly" Sliced chimed in while also hugging her. "Didn't even have her cutie mark yet."

"That's because you haven't see me in years!" Apple Bloom exclaimed, giggling at their playfulness. "Thanks so much for inviting me and Big Mac to the city for the Family Banquet!"

"Well we were feeling generous, and forlorn for our favorite niece and nephew" Sliced claimed.

"Speaking of, where is your-? gasp My goodness!" Citrus exclaimed when she looked up and saw Big Mac. "Who is this, tall, muscular, mare magnet of a stallion?! Big Mac, is that really you?!"

"Eeyup" Big Mac affirmed with a light blush at her compliments, setting down his bag.

"Well don't just stand there, give your aunt a hug!" Citrus exclaimed, spreading her arms invitingly. Big Mac walked to her and gave her a not too strong hug, though it seemed even that was a little too much as he felt her shake slightly. He loosened his hold, holding her carefully.

He couldn't help but notice how soft and comfortable her breasts felt pressed against his chest. And they had already drawn his attention when he saw how she was dressed. While in a simple shirt and pants, both different shades of orange than her coat, they were still form fitting enough to make her figure hard not to notice. D cup breasts and prominent hips that could hypnotize if she were on a dance floor. And of course she wore her signature jeweled necklace, the perfect excuse for one's eyes to be drawn to that general area.

It wasn't the first time he'd taken notice of her either. While they rarely visited each other, they always sent a Hearth's Warming card, and from her dress choices, Aunt Orange was clearly not cleavage shy. With each card that came after he reached his teen years, the quicker he was to seek her out in it. And eventually snag a few old ones out of the trash. For not too pure purposes. Thankfully, their very rare in-person interactions actually made Big Mac feel a lot less awkward about his attraction to her.

"Well look at you, son!" Sliced said, making his wife and nephew break up their hug sooner than either had wished. "Let me get one of those, see how strong you are! Oof! Okay! No more!" Sliced exclaimed when Big Mac obliged his request. "Damn! All that farm work really pays off. And of course it doesn't hurt to have looks with those muscles. Look at you! You probably have to beat mares off with a stick" he said, impressed.

"I'm pretty sure they'd welcome anything he does to them with his stick, Sliced" Citrus said implicitly, making her husband chuckle and Big Mac's cheeks turn a deeper shade of red.

"Ew! Aunty! I already have an embarrassing family member back home! I don't need another!" Apple Bloom exclaimed, making her relatives laugh. "Hey, where's Babs? I thought she'd be here too."

"Oh, she hadn't made it to the house yet when we left. But she should be there by now" Sliced explained. "Our butler or maid should've let her in. Don't worry, we know you two are excited to see one another. That's why we have this taxi cart here waiting" he said, gesturing to the nearby vehicle with its puller stallion waiting.

"Well let's get going then! We don't wanna keep her waiting!" Apple Bloom exclaimed as she picked up her suitcase and ran to the taxi.

"She's really excited to see her cousin, isn't she?" Sliced asked with a chuckle as they walked to the cart.

"You have no idea" Big Mac replied.

"Oh, I think we have some idea" Citrus replied with a smirk, nudging her husband with her elbow, making Big Mac's eyes go wide. "Babs's mom gets pretty chatty after a martini. Or three" she explained.

The Oranges and Apples got in their taxi and made their way to the former's house, the driver giving Apple Bloom a stern look when she asked if he could go any faster. They arrived and Sliced gave the driver a generous tip for his trouble.

The Apple siblings stared at the house in wonder, having never actually been to it. It was basically a small manor, an impressive garden on either side. They were even more surpised when they went in. The interior was practically the same design as Canterlot Castle's ballroom, even including a central stairway to the second floor. They didn't even register the butler greeting them.

"Wow. I never thought I'd see a house that reminded me of the Grand Galloping Gala" Apple Bloom said with wonder out loud.

"Eeyup" Big Mac agreed with equal wonder.

"Oh you flatter us, you two!" Citrus gushed. "We wanted to evoke a similar feel, but to be actually compare to the royal castle. We chose the right architect."

"No kidding. How many rooms are in this place?"

"Four bedrooms, three bathrooms, two upstairs and one down, a dining hall, a kitchen, and a kitchenette" Sliced listed off. "Not including the attic and wine cellar of course."

"Wow, I think I might ask Applejack and Granny if I can stay here" Apple Bloom said.

"Aw, but your visits wouldn't be as special if you're just a few blocks away, cuz."

Apple Bloom spun around with a gasp and saw Babs standing in the door way leading to the kitchenette. She immediately dropped her bag and practically sprinted to her. "Babs!"

"Hey, Bloom! Ha ha!" Babs chuckled joyously, catching her cousin in a hug and lifting her off the ground.

"Whoa!"

Big Mac, Citrus and Sliced looked on in amusement as the two cousins greeted each other, Apple Bloom blushing, not expecting Babs to have lifted her. "Ah, young love" Citrus said wistfully, out of her nieces range of hearing.

"What's up, Big Mac?" Babs greeted her older cousin with a fist bump after her and Apple Bloom finished greeting each other. "Ow! Are those hands or bricks?" she joked as she shook her hand in faux pain.

"Well, why don't the three of you settle in before we have dinner? You have your pick of bedroom. Oh, except for one that's being recarpeted. Two of you will have to share."

"Me and Babs/Bloom can share!" the two young mares exclaimed simultaneously.

"Whatever you'd like, dears" Citrus replied joyfully, pretending not to notice their light embarrassment. "I bet you want to have some girl talk away from the guy, right?" she said with a playful wink.

"Girl talk, yup. That's what we wanna do. Lots and lots of talking" Babs replied as she wrapped an arm around Apple Bloom's waist, making her cousin blush. "I just got here but I managed to get a look at the rooms. I think I know which one will suit us, cuz. Let me show ya." Babs took Apple Bloom's hand and started leading her up the stairs, the latter picking up her suitcase on the way.

"Dinner should be ready in ten minutes or less, Sir and Madame Orange" the butler informed, causing the two young mares to stop halfway up the stairs.

"So soon?" Apple Bloom asked, slightly dejected. "I was hoping to catch up with Babs for a bit."

"Ah, don't sweat it, Bloom. We got plenty of time to catch up" Babs reassured her cousin. She then leaned in to whisper something in her ear.

"Babs!" Apple Bloom hissed through her teeth, lightly smacking her cousin's arm. "W-We'll make sure to be down in ten, guys!" she stammered before her and Babs continued to their room.

"Well, looks like you get the room right next to ours, Big Mac" Sliced said as he patted Big Mac on the back. "Don't worry, they all have queen size beds. You should have plenty of room."

"Thanks, Uncle Orange. I'll go get settled in and come down for lunch" Big Mac said, picking up his suitcase and heading for the stairs.

"Oh, just one thing" Sliced called out. "We had a small slip up with the design of the house. You and the girls are gonna have to take a short walk down the hall to the two bathrooms. And it's a little dark at night, so if you get up to use the bathroom, you might pick the wrong door on the way back. We certainly did when we first got this place" he said with a chuckle.

"I still remember when we'd wake up in different beds" Citrus said with a chuckle.

"Alright, I'll keep that in mind" Big Mac replied with a chuckle before continuing up the stairs.

Once their nephew was in his room, Sliced and Citrus smiled at each other and hooked their pinkies together in triumph.

After settling in and having dinner, during which everyone was certain Babs and Apple Bloom were playing hoofsies, Big Mac and Apple Bloom offered to help with the dishes. Sliced and Citrus tried to dissuade them, urging that they should treat this as a vacation, but they weren't hearing it.

The maid and butler were more than pleased to recieve the help. Big Mac and the butler washed while the maid, Apple Bloom, and Babs dried. The latter decided to pitch in to not seem like a free loader. They got done in half the time the maid and butler took, resulting in them being relieved of duty early.

They finished the night by laying on some comfy furniture in the impressive backyard and admiring Luna's night sky. This used to be nearly impossible to do in the city. Princess Luna corrected that almost immediately after her return.

Later, while they all slumbered, Big Mac found himself blessed with one of his favorite dreams, cuddling with Sugar Belle. He often had this one whenever they weren't sleeping in the same bed, which had been frequent at the start of their relationship when she didn't visit as much. It was actually part of why they agreed to an open relationship, and they both found it so agreeable that they continued it even after their time together increased.

Naturally, he was the big spoon. While they both had no complaints about her hugging him like one would a giant teddy bear, they always felt more comfortable the opposite way. And that was true even in his dreams.

He lightly rubbed her stomach with his hands, eliciting pleased hums and content shifting. She eventually took each of his hands in her own, directing one to her thigh, and the other beneath her nightie to her breasts. Seemed it was gonna be his extra favorite dream, including Sugar Belle wearing something she usually didn't. He stroked her thigh, paying special attention to her cutie mark, and gingerly fondled her breasts, his palm and fingers lightly rubbing her nipples.

"Mm, baby."

Her voice sounded different, more so than usual. It never sounded exactly the same in his dreams, but it was usually just slightly different. This time it almost sounded like another mare, a drowsy one. He paid it no mind, nuzzling her neck and planting a few kisses. Even in his dreams it was rare that Sugar Belle wore perfume, but he wasn't complaining. He felt her tail flick between his legs, teasing his stallionhood to attention. It went between her legs and lightly pressed against her warm marehood.

"Ooh, looks like someone wants to play" the voice almost slurred. Big Mac chuckled lightly, the breath from his nostrils tickling her. "Mm hm hmm. Not complaining, but what's got you in the mood, Sliced?"

Hearing his uncle's name made Big Mac pause. His mind started to clear, and he realized he was not in fact dreaming, but half awake. And he was not alone in his bed. There was a mare he strongly suspected was not his marefriend. He slowly opened his eyes as his mind cleared a little more, and with the small amount of moonlight coming from the window, he saw the very recognizable shape and color of his Aunt Orange's bee hive hairdo.

"Mm, babe, why'd you stop?" she said drowsily as she shifted a bit. This made Big Mac's eyes widen, not just at the realization of who he'd been touching, but because her movement caused her marehood to rub the top of his erect dick. It seemed Aunt Orange liked to go au naturale, at least below the waist.

Holy shit! Big Mac thought to himself. She must've gone to the bathroom and come in here by accident. Guess they still get mixed up a sometimes. Let me see if I can-

"Sliced, what's wrong? Keep going" Citrus urged when she felt Big Mac start to pull away, pinning his wrist with her body and holding the other with her hand.

Damn. I don't wanna wake her. She'd be mortified if she realized what was happening. Or kick me out, thinking I'm some kind of pervert. Or probably both.

"Still upset about the news?"

That gave Big Mac a mental pause. News?

"Honey, you know I don't care if you can give me a foal or not."

That made his eyebrows raise in surprise. Uncle Orange is sterile?

"Besides, isn't that why we invited Big Mac?" Now he was confused and alarmed. She couldn't possibly mean...

Incest was legal in Equestria, but with more exceptions than inclusions. It was why Apple Bloom and Babs (poorly) tried to hide their relationship. One of the big exceptions was making foals with anything less than a second cousin, and aunts were among those in the lesser category.

"We just need to talk to him. Tell him about the Amore Addendum."

The what?

"And it'll just be a one time thing. I'll still be yours" Citrus assured the stallion she seemed to think was her husband. "To prove it to you, you don't have to do anything anymore. I'll give you a treat" she said suggestively as she started to move her lower half back and forth, slowly stroking his cock.

Big Mac's mind was swimming in a sea of confusion, and it was now currently in a section with a high concentration of conflicted arousal. On the one hand, he felt he should put a stop to what was currently going on. On the other, he was immensely curious as to what his aunt had mentioned.

She could've been referring to him as a sperm donor, but then why would she need to assure her husband that she'd still be his? He could only think of one reason, and it made him think that she might not be too appalled about what was currently happening.

And there was one other thing. The fact that he had fantasized about this sort of thing before, though not to this extent. And now he was getting a chance to actually experience it.

Despite his strong suspicion of what she wanted to do with him, knowingly, he was still certain she'd be incredibly embarrassed to discover the truth right now. And as she continued stroking him and guiding up his hands in fondling her soft, bountiful tits, he couldn't deny that it felt amazing.

Maybe it's best to let her keep thinking I'm Uncle Sliced.

"Okay?" she asked hopefully.

"Okay" he whispered into her ear.

"Mm, there we go" Citrus said as she felt him relax. She started to press down on his cock with each forward stroke.

As Big Mac started to lose himself in his pleasure, memories of past fantasies and dreams resurfaced. Staring at the Hearth's Warming photos and imagining everypony but her fading away, her still image suddenly coming to life, giving him a seductive look and pulling her dress down or open to reveal her tits.

Imagining going on a beach trip and seeing her in the most revealing bikini, and then stripping it off to get a full body tan.

Dreams of her taking him to a clothing store and stripping down in front of him in the changing room, sometimes asking him to make sure the bras she picked were the right size by hands on comparison between them and her tits.

And now he really was feeling her tits! And they were better than he'd ever imagined or dreamed.

His hips started to rock slightly on instinct.

"Mm, there we go" Citrus said approvingly.

As his hips started to go faster, he nuzzled into her neck again and got another whiff of her latent perfume. It smelled like fresh orange juice, but intoxicating. He didn't even realize time was passing.

Big Mac felt his balls start to churn, and he started to panic. He hadn't thought this far ahead. He didn't want to make a mess, not just because of the clean up, but because it would surely tip his aunt off.

Forunately, it seemed luck was on his side. Citrus reached toward the nightstand after feeling Big Mac's cock twitch a few times and shoved her hand into a box of tissues, pulling out a huge wad and placing it over his tip.

"There ya go, honey. Let it all out. We don't have to worry about any mess."

Big Mac didn't dare risk speaking with how excited he was, so he gave her a thankful kiss on the cheek, halted his thrusting, and allowed himself to release.

"Mmf. Mmf! Mmf!" he grunted while doing his damnedest to keep his mouth shut. He was left huffing once he was done. He felt compelled to do what he did next. He kissed his aunt's cheek and whispered "Thank you."

"You're welcome, hun" she replied as she turned slightly to give him a quick peck on the lips. Big Mac's eyes widened when she turned, fearing her eyes would be open. Thankfully, they weren't.

His eyes stayed wide after she kissed him. She then climbed out of the bed and made her way to the door, holding the wad of tissues made into a pocket with her fingertips, and holding out her free hand to find the door. "I'm gonna go throw this away. I won't be mad if you're asleep when I get back. It's late and you did just use up some energy."

Big Mac laid wide awake in bed after his aunt left and made her way to the bathroom. He was still in disbelief about what he learned and what just happened. He bolted up into a sitting position when he heard the clip clop of her hooves from outside getting closer. Her steps made it to his door, and kept going, stopping shortly after. He listened carefully and heard a door opening and closing.

Big Mac collapsed back on his bed, releasing a breath he didn't realize he was holding, thanking Luna (or whichever princess was looking down on him) that his aunt had closed the door when she left the room. I'm gonna have to try and figure this out, tomorrow. Maybe have a talk with the two of them. Or maybe I should wait for them to come to me. Either way, I gotta look into this Amore Addendum Aunt Orange mentioned first. He released a big yawn, suddenly feeling the drain of energy from his aunt's treat. Right now, I need some shut eye.

Big Mac closed his eyes and got comfortable, doing his best to shut out the swarming thoughts currently plaguing him. He finally silenced his mind enough by focussing on one thing that allowed him to relax. How soft and sweet his aunt's lips were in that brief moment of connection.

Said mare was currently in her proper bedroom, reporting to her husband, who was as wide awake as she was. "The seed's been planted. Now let's see if he'll want to plant his seed."

Author's Note

Am I seriously the first person to do this? We need more Applecest with the Oranges. And by much better writers than me.