Big Mac sighed as he crossed the vast expanse of grass and sparse trees. He was sore, he was tired, and now, he was light in the pocket too. He had just come back from yet another date with Sugar Belle, his third one at this point. She was just as sweet as her name entailed, a pretty pink thing wrapped in a purple mane and a smile that could make any stallion swoon. As she was, she seemed to be a perfect mare in every way.
Except for the constant denial she seemed to enjoy.
Every date they went on, every moment they spent together, even the day they met, she was relentless in her torment of his eagerness for sex. Flirting, teasing and innuendo out the wazoo, she made sure that by the end of every encounter, she had lured Big Mac into the lion's den, and just when the jaws of victory were closing on his throat, she'd yank him back and remind him to stay in the doghouse.
It was tiring having this happen so often, even outside of their dates, only for her to limply imply that it'll happen next time, if he was good. It did him no good to keep putting him off like that, the constant neglect of his relief was starting to aggravate him. He kept putting off his own "alone time" just to save it up for the unicorn, and now the stress was starting to gnaw at him, day in and day out. With Granny yapping at him to tie the knot and make some foals already, he was ready for whatever yelling he'd be in for the morning after if it meant just one single night of relief.
A cold drop of rain on his head shook him out of those thoughts as a massive downpour started.
Roiling black clouds rolled out from over the Everfree forest, barking angrily and zapping anything taller than a blade of grass as they soared overhead. A particularly nasty bolt came crashing down behind Mac, and he screamed as he barely dodged it. Galloping through the fields, he was met with a sheet of rain slamming into him and drenching his coat in seconds. The chill from the rain and the thought of getting fried pumped his heart more than he would've cared for. With the mist and overcast of the clouds blocking out everything in sight, he could only just barely see the single flickering light in the distance. Trotting up a hill, he recognized Fluttershy's door and burst through.
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Minutes Ago...
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Fluttershy was having a rough night, she had no doubt about that.
She was in heat yet again, and she had to deal with isolation for the last week. With all of her books read and all of her animals in the sanctuary caring for each other, she was left with nothing to do other than simply wait it out and try to pleasure herself. In the first few years dealing with her estrus cycles, she was fine with the proxies and faux phalluses. Now, however, they served nothing more than just taking up space in her bedroom drawers and agitating her hunger for a real breeding.
Moping about in silence, she didn't do much other than simply fold her laundry, just the sheets off of her bed and pillows for now. In the distance, she could hear thunder rolling and perked her ears. Rainbow had warned her that there was supposed to be a storm coming soon from the Everfree, and that it'd hit faster and harder than most storms she'd seen in years. Packing away, she readied herself to get her things to hide from the storm, but first she needed to-
CRACK-THOOOOM
Scream in terror and bury her face into the pillows she'd laid around the room. Her body trembled in terror as the sound of the storm having already arrived. She tried to pry herself out from under the sheets, but whimpered in fear at the sound of her door being bashed open.
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Big Mac pressed his back against the door, sliding the security bar down into place to brace it against the weather. Having finally made it out of the rain, he shook off and breathed a sigh of relief. The breath came strange, though. The air around him tasted of sweet nectar and honey, rattling around in his head and heart. Spice roamed his tongue as he checked around for the pegasus he likely barged in on.
His gaze quickly found the yellow mare, his jaw finding the floor as he gazed upon her rump. She was pointing her flank straight at his face, her tail arched backwards over her to give him a grand view of her winking pussy and delicious little ponut. Shapely, thick flanks rippled with every little quake of her legs, and he couldn't believe that he was witness to it. The air became much thicker, and his brain caught up to what the scent and taste were. She was in heat, begging for him or somepony else to come inside and cum inside.
Macintosh's length nearly burst from his sheathe, already stirring up a drop of pre just at the sight and smell alone. Taking a tentative step forwards, his mind filled with a million what-ifs. What if she didn't want this, shouldn't he ask? What if she had company? What if he just speared her right here and now and worried about the other what-ifs whenever?
In the pegasus' own head, a million more thoughts raced and bounced around her skull like a swarm of Rainbow Dashes. The thought of getting railed really excited her, and she knew Big Mac personally, so she knew she was in good hooves. However, he was already dating Sugar Belle. What if she found out? Would she be mad? Would she be into it? Would she break up with him? More importantly, Fluttershy wondered what exactly it was that was keeping her from just screaming and getting out of this.
She received no answer, and only whimpered when she felt the hefty weight of the farm stud mount her. Big Mac aligned the ebony pole up to her sopping wet tulips and, without mercy, rammed straight in as hard as he could. It took everything in Fluttershy to not scream, mostly because she had no idea what to scream in the first place. Most mares would say things like, "Stop!" or, "Get it out!" or, "Help!" but she didn't feel the need for that yet. Part of her wanted to scream, "More!" or "Harder!" or even, "Daddy!" but she couldn't bring herself to that out of fear of what he'd do. If he pulled out, then she wouldn't see where this would go.
Big Mac rolled his hips against Fluttershy's flanks, reveling in the softness of her fur, her fat cheeks, and her velvety insides as he shuddered. The warmth and welcoming embrace of her pussy was a kiss upon his very soul, an easing of his lonesome nights at long last. Finding the sweet sensations that Sugar Belle wouldn't give him, he eagerly pulled out until only the tip was in, and slid back to the medial ring.
Fluttershy moaned into the blankets she dropped on the floor as she felt his ring pass her lips, the stallion nearly hilting in her in one go. True, her toys had been on the bigger side, one in red particularly, but none of them could compare to the sheer might that Big Mac brought forth to bear. Her teeth clenched the bedspread beneath her as she felt the stallion's pace pick up. His balls slapping against her winking clit, she felt a long overdue orgasm rapidly approaching. Atop her, Macintosh himself could already feel the buildup ready to unload, but he held fast. He needed this to last longer, and in his desperation, found himself outlasting the shy little mare beneath him as she dripped over the floor.
More and more the stallion pumped in and out, furiously ravaging the pegapussy as he relished the sensations of the flesh. The smell, the sound, the feel of it all sung like a choir of angels to the core of his being, and in the moment he finally felt content, the dam broke. He slid deeper within than any other thrust and burst, torrents of gushing cum poured through Fluttershy's pussy and she came again from the heat and pressure. Every little bit of her was flooded with fertile apple seed, and in that moment, she felt more fulfilled than she had in years.
Basking in the afterglow in silence, the two simply panted. After nearly a minute, Big Mac pulled out and backed away. No words were uttered, no looks exchanged, not even a kiss between them as the stallion took a moment to realize what he'd done. Looking out the window, he saw that the skies were clear and quickly unlatched the door before bolting out of there. Fluttershy took one look at the door and smiled, cuddling into her blanket and basking in the warm sloshing in her gut.
"Fluttershy, you sly little minx," she muttered to herself.
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Months Later...
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Big Mac took in a deep breath as he tried to steel his nerves. Getting back to Fluttershy's cottage after months of panicking and internal debates about the moral dubiousness that had been staining his soul for months was quite stressful. In fact, in a weird way, the stress had ended up turning him on furiously. Something that he prayed wouldn't be noticed by the mare he'd forced himself upon who he planned on apologizing to.
Bringing a hoof to the door, he knocked on it only to watch as it simply drifted open. Peering inside, he got a good enough look to see Fluttershy was in fact inside. Stepping in, he cleared his throat to announce himself. Turning her head, Fluttershy simply smiled and winked as she propped her front half up on the couch before she rolled her hips around, flicking her tail aside.
Big Mac was many things, but blind he was not. His eyes drifted down to her barrel, swollen and bulging with new life inside. She was pregnant, and judging by the smoldering look, he was likely the father. However, the sight and thought stirred something within him. Deep down, the thought that this mare, a pegasus, was fertile with his seed, drove something primal in him. He'd laid claim to her, and yet, he'd not finished the job proper. An apple's mare should be thoroughly filled. After all, you don't plant seeds in one quarter of a plantation.
Erect once more, he made his way to her couch and mounted her once again. The scent of her fur and mane drove him wild as he ground his cock against the weeping folds of her pussy. He knew, however, it wouldn't be wise to try that while she was with foal, so he aimed higher. His tip finding the winking little hole beneath her dock, he wasted no time in ramming straight in and hammering away. The tightness of her passage was unrivalled, and the feeling was a whole different type of clamping than what he'd felt on that magical day.
His hips moved like a machine piston, smacking into her flanks as fast as he could and as hard as he'd allow himself. He had to be careful, after all. She was carrying his foal. The thought drove him up the wall, and he leaned further down to press his chest into her back. Wings wrapped around him from below, a pegasus gesture most likely, and he moaned at the ticklish feeling of so many feathers wrapping around him.
Eventually, he couldn't stand the pressure building in his loins once more, and he slammed it home in her backdoor. Cum flooded Fluttershy's insides like a tidal wave, and she felt herself squirt a bit as she reveled in the excessive unloading. Pulling out, Big Mac looked upon the gaping hole he'd left behind, sticky and white, but then looked upon the mare herself. She smiled warmly and glided her hoof over the pregnant bulge with a gleam in her eyes. He smiled and they exchanged a nod as she led him out the door.
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More Months Later...
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It was the early afternoon at Sweet Apple Acres, and the party was starting to wind down a bit. Sugar Belle's announcement and baby shower had been a blast for everypony there, including Big Mac. With a wife finally pregnant, Granny Smith decided to start pestering AJ to get laid already. One guest kept his eyes, however. A familiar buttery yellow pegasus bearing a foal of her own. AJ and the others in their little circle of Ambassadors were quick to swarm the little colt, eager to squee and shout about foals and such for hours on end. Sugar Belle was more than happy to share the celebration with the pegasus and her little earth pony colt, saying that it'd be lovely to have them and her foal be friends one day as well. Once things got more quiet, Fluttershy took some time to attend to her child privately, away from the party.
Fluttershy hummed a little tune to her foal as he bounced in her grasp. The pink coat and dark maroon mane of the foal were as bright and shiny as his emerald eyes, peering lovingly into his mother's own. She kissed his forehead as she tucked him between her legs, the little foal eagerly suckling on her teats.
"You doin' alright, Fluttershy?"
She turned to see Big Mac approaching, stiff as a board below. Giggling, she pointed at the foal.
"Well, I'm sure you're eager to take his place, aren't you?" she said.
"Nah, ain't right of me to keep mah son from gettin' his feed... he, is mine, right?"
Fluttershy nodded.
"Right. Well, thanks for showin' up. Guess it musta been some kinda awkward to be with Sugar Belle all day, huh?"
"Not as awkward as you might think," she said.
Checking between her legs, she found the little colt fast asleep between her teats. She quickly swaddled him up in a green blanket and laid him aside.
"Well, I know we're not much for talking in these little moments, so, um..." she said, leaning back and spreading her legs and her pussy. "Could you? Please?"
He smiled and nodded.
"Eeyup."
And that was the last thing they'd say for the day as they embraced in passion once more. As Fluttershy was being rutted once again, she peered into the bushes where she saw a familiar unicorn. Sugar Belle smiled as she stroked her own swollen pussy, running a hoof over her pregnant belly as she watched her husband rail her best friend. The two mares giggled as the stallion they shared never learned their little secret.
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