Strips of sunlight broke through the trees, radiating the dark forest path for all wanderers to see as the sound of leaves and twigs breaking under the weight of hooves resounded hollowly throughout the area. Applebloom walked the grassy beaten path of the Everfree forest with haste in steps as her eyes constantly scanned the area in fear something would jump from the shadows and snatch her away. Periodically her hooves came into contact with wet earth, and she groaned as they would get stuck in the mud, causing her walking to be halted for a mere moment before she would resume walking. It had rained the previous night over the forest, and while she knew it would be a pain to walk through it, she was stubborn about wanting to visit Zecora that day.
The sound of wolves howling and yelping off in the distance made her more alert and more fearful of traveling the forest by herself, but thankfully it was that time of the year where timberwolves were in breeding season and always kept to themselves in the deepest depths.
Refocusing forward, Applebloom took note of how dark the interior of the forest was. Even with it being early in the afternoon, thick trees bloated out the sky above making it almost feel like she was walking late in the evening, if it wasn’t for a few breaks in the trees where the sun managed to shine in. Despite feeling uneasy as she walked, Applebloom refused to deter from her trip as she looked over her shoulder and stared at her back. A thick saddle bag laid across it, filled with books, herbs, and a few potions that dangled from the side. A recent interest in alchemy has taken root in the young mare’s activities, thanks to periodic visits to Zecora, and after a few weeks of learning and trying to reciprocate potions, Applebloom had managed to create a few. One vial filled with a blue substance that acted as the base for lots of Zecora more intricate cauldron potions, and another vial that held a bright pink liquid. Labeled as an aphrodisiac in the book, Applebloom knew what kind of potion it was and how it affected ponies and other creatures, however the process of creating it was rather surprisingly simple and Zecora had expressed interest in acquiring a bottle for her own purposes.
Staring back towards the path, Applebloom continued to walk towards her destination and listened to the forest around her. A lone wolf howled in the distance, much further away from the previous howls, but the sound of bushes rustling not far from her, made her body tense up and pause briefly. She stared around her, unsure of which side the rustling came from, but just as quickly as it came, it stopped, allowing a deathly silence to fill the air.
“Is somepony there?” she spoke as she held back her anxiety.
She didn’t get an answer and for a few seconds, the sound of rustling had ceased altogether as she stood in place, weary to make any sudden movements.
“Maybe it was my imagination. Darn forest always gets me on edge,” she spoke softly to herself as she began to walk once again.
The sound of a branch snapping dangerously close to her almost made her scream and nearly drop her saddlebag out of shock, but before she could relax, loud whines filled the air from a nearby patch of darkness. She turned her attention to the area, only to hear thick scrubs rustling. Focusing her full attention on the bushes, Applebloom realized the sound was eerily similar to that of a canine, and fearing she may have gotten too complacent in assuming she was far away from any timberwolves, she got ready to run as fast as she could. A quick note of time and distance traveled told her that Zecora’s place close by, filled her with a sense of determination as she knew she could easily drop the saddlebag and sprint for the hut, however before she could, the low whimpers intensified. Listening closely, she became further convinced a timberwolf was very close to her, thanks to the whimpers sounding very much indeed like one of the dogs back at her farm sounded like, however thanks to that knowledge, she was able to hear pain and desperation in it, which ultimately not fleeing at that moment.
Her continuous staring at the bush had made her eyes focus more on the darkness, allowing them to adjust and stare further in. A twig snapped and the outline of something jagged greeted Applebloom’s eyes, and before she could register it, a lone timberwolf came through the bushes and startled her. However it came slowly and the sound of whimpering grew louder as glowing green eyes could be seen staring down at the ground. It walked with a limp in its front left leg as it drew closer to Applebloom, yet she couldn’t see any sort of malice across its expression as it took long and ragged breaths. Cuts and scrapes littered the wolf’s body and glowing green blood could be vaguely seen at each one, signs that it had gotten into a fight with something else. Remembering the howling prior made Applebloom recall another fact that lots of timberwolf packs were stacked with males and only a few females. During heat season, males would constantly fight to be the lucky wolf that got to impregnate one or two bitches of the pack, and more often than not, the losers of the fight would distance themselves to heal and lick their wounds. The haggard look of the wolf told Applebloom that she was looking at one unlucky loser of a recent fight, but it was still enough to put her on full alert since a wounded wild animal was very dangerous and unpredictable.
The timberwolf stopped moving and turned its head upward in order to meet her gaze. Almost like it wasn’t actually aware of her presence in the first place, the wolf resumed its whimpering and took a step back into the bushes.
“Easy there, big guy,” Applebloom spoke in a low tone as she watched the wolf take a more aggressive stance and put its head low to the ground. “I ain’t here to hurt you.”
The whimpering was quick to turn into growling, and much to her surprise, the wolf started to move off to the side. Keeping its eyes locked on her as it moved, she wondered if it was going to leap at her and slowly and carefully reached towards her saddlebag to unlatch it, just in case she had to get ready to run. Keeping her eyes on the animal as it moved, she quickly realized the wolf was repositioning itself and had stood on the same beaten path as she did.
“Horsefeathers,” she cursed under her breath as the wolf blocked the path towards Zecora’s hut, signaling that she would have to either run back or hope to outrun it through the bushes.
While the idea of bearing down the path back was her first idea, she made a note about how the wolf was limping as it moved. Its injuries gave her the confidence that she could easily outrun it in the bushes and trees, thanks to her slender frame, and for a second her eyes looked away from the wolf to a nearby log covered in moss. It was rather large and a bit of a jump to clear, but she knew that would be her ticket out of the situation, thanks to how wounded the wolf was.
Movement at the corner of her eyes directed her attention back on the wolf and she saw it pouncing at her. Realizing her attention had gone off of it for a few critical seconds, Applebloom let the saddlebag fall off her back, before she rolled to the side and broke into a gallop a split second later. As she ran for the log, the sound of glass shattering made her slow down and peer over her shoulder, just in time to see that the pink potion had fallen against a sharp rock jutting out of the earth. Cursing that her potion was lost, Applebloom made note that the timberwolf was quickly turning around and looking at her, before it turned its attention to the spilled liquid on the ground. She didn’t have more time to watch as she snapped back forward and saw the log coming up and knew she would have to pick up speed to jump. Gritting her teeth, she pushed her hooves harder and as she came a few feet away from it, she poured all her energy into jumping over it. Unfortunately she overestimated her abilities and her back hooves clipped against the edge of the log, causing her body to lurch forward as she flew forward.
“Aww crap!” she screamed as a bustle of hanging vines sat on the other side of the logs.
Realizing she was in a free falling position that could end with her neck snapping, she was quick to curl her body into a ball and braced herself for impact against the vines and ground. As her body came into contact with the vines, her body twisted awkwardly as long slender ropes wrapped around her body, catching her mid fall. Two thick vines caught around her midsection, forcing her into an upward position as more vines seemed to get caught up on her. Her back left leg became awkwardly stretched out as a vine pulled on it, but her mind was more focused on the fact that her body didn’t hit the ground. Feeling no earth beneath her, she groaned in pain as the area where the vines wrapped around her seemed to stick to her, causing the sticky vine to cling to her coat and tug at her skin if she moved the wrong way. She twisted and turned out of frantic fear, yet the vines only managed to tug harder at her. Sadly her mindless flailing had caused another wayward vine at her rear to cling to her tail, pulling it to the side in the process. Cursing at her misfortune, Applebloom calmed down and stared at the ground below. She was close to it, her hooves only a few centimeters from actually touching the dirt itself.
“Owww, how am I supposed to get out of this!?” She whined as she tried to move her body once again, but stopped as the vine at her tail seemed to yank it more upward, causing more of her rear to be exposed. “Rarghhh, son of a…”
The sound of leaves breaking and low growls filled her ears once again, and while her present situation made her briefly forget about the wolf she was fleeing, her heart sank as she could hear the wild animal closing in on her direction.
“Crap, crap, crap!” she cried as she frantically flailed her body.
The vines didn’t give away, but she had wiggled them enough that her front hooves were able to get planted against the ground. She dug her hooves against the mud, hoping she could pull her body from the vines, but the ground was so wet that all she succeeded in doing was digging a hole in the ground and muddled her hooves more. Despite that, the growling got louder, and peering over her shoulder, she nearly screamed in horror as the timberwolf was climbing over the log and staring her down. Taking a good look at its face, Applebloom shuddered at the sight of fearsome, jagged teeth snarling at her.
“Hey hey hey! you don’t wanna eat me!” she spoke frantically as she wiggled about, ignoring the sticky vines tightening into her. “I’m all muscle and bone!”
The wolf didn’t answer, but Applebloom, despite being in a frantic state, couldn’t help but notice that the timberwolves' eyes had a dull pink glow to them. While still prominently green and glowing, there was enough of a pink glow that Applebloom wasn’t sure to what make of it, until her nose picked up the distant scent of peach, and mandragia extract, two of the key components that made up the aphrodisiac that had previously smashed against the rock.
“That’s not good,” she whimpered as the wolf finished climbing the logs, only for her to fall into more disbelief as the sight of something green and throbbing was now visible from between the animals back legs.
"Ooooohhh, that's definitely… not… good?" She cried for a moment, until she quickly realized that despite her situation, she rather have a wolf's knot inside of her, instead of teeth tearing her to pieces.
The erection disappeared from sight for a moment as the wolf got closer, yet Applebloom instead focused on surviving her close encounter. She knew that if she didn't appeal to the animal's primal urges, she wouldn't live too long to regret it. The wolf's gaze was still on her, however its eyes slowly turned to her exposed rear as she started to shimmy her hips.
"You don't wanna eat me," she spoke, forcing a smile and trying her hardest to remain calm. "So why don't we do something else instead, huh?"
The wolf's head turned more, until it was staring completely at her backside. There was an eerie silence until she could hear the dog starting to sniff its nose, however she knew she piqued its interest.
"Yeahhh, focus on that instead," she spoke with a growing smile and a sigh of relief as she felt warm air beat against her backside. "Come on, I bet you would love this."
A slight tightness started to form in her backside, thanks to the perverted thoughts starting to creep into her mind. Growing up on a farm with dogs around, Applebloom had her fair share of seeing how they handle their urges. She wouldn't admit it to anyone else, she did have the occasional thought of being on the receiving end of a rutting from one. While she never expected a timberwolf would end up fulfilling that perverted fantasy, she wasn't going to say no to it, especially since she had no other choice in the matter.
Something cold and wet brushed against her rear, causing the hairs on her back to stand up briefly as she realized the wolf had just rubbed its muzzle against her. A strange but rather familiar feeling to her, however it quickly became something new as the wolf pushed out its tongue and gave her a hard lick. She cringed in return, quickly taking note that the tongue was coarse and firm, yet soft enough that it wasn't unpleasant to feel, until the wolf pulled it's face away.
"Like it?" She questioned, hoping it would give her a few more licks in order to help her hasten her own arousal.
There was no response, however Applebloom could see the wolf shifting side to side, almost like it was debating actually mounting her.
"Come in you big stud, you know you wanna," Applebloom spoke in an alluring tone, hoping to edge the wolf in the right direction.
The wolf looked away from her rear and turned its eyes towards her face, causing her to feel a moment of dread as she feared it wasn't interested in her, until it turned its eyesight upward. She wondered what it was staring at, until she saw it open its mouth, revealing its teeth again until it lunged forward.
Snap!!!
Apple Bloom closed her eyes, fearing the end was about to greet her, until she felt her backside droop. A vine had been broken and her tail no longer felt like it was being pulled at all. Opening up her eyes again, she noticed the wolf splitting out a piece of vine from its mouth and onto the ground below, before it looked to the vine holding her back leg. The next bite was quick and as her back hooves hit the wet dirt with a soft splash, she realized she was almost free.
"But why are you…" she started to ask, until she stopped herself as the wolf started to walk over her body.
She went quiet as the wolf towered over her as she felt its underside brush against her break, quickly realizing the size difference between the both of them, however the thought died quickly as she felt something soft, yet hard slap against her thigh.
"Oh wow, you actually gonna…" Applebloom spoke quietly, until she stopped as something pressed against the back of her neck.
Her body stiffened up completely as she felt the sharp end of teeth biting into the nape of her neck, and it was followed by a low growl. Her eyes went wide in fear, however everything came to a halt for a moment. The wolf didn't move and its growl had ebbed away, no doubt a sign that it didn't want her to move from that spot.
"I-i won't move," she stammered as the wolf swayed its body, causing its hardening erection to rub against her once again.
The teeth around her neck loosened, until she no longer felt the wolf breathing against her and causing a wave of relief to wash over her body, until she felt the wolf move its hips back and press the tip of its cock against her pussy. It sat there for a moment as the wolf found its footing, until she felt it start to slide in quickly.
"Mhmm…"she moaned as the tip penetrated her, before it transitioned into a soft "Awe!" The next.
The feeling was very smooth and alien to her, very much different from the typical stallion cock she would take on occasion, yet its smoothness sent a quiver of ecstasy through her body. Surprisingly, it felt bigger then others before it, and she quickly realized she was dealing with a very well-endowed wolf. Her backside instinctively clenched around the phallus, yet the wolf didn't seem bothered by it as it moved the rest of its erection inside of her. She felt more of it enter her, and for a brief moment, she felt the top of the knot prod against her entrance, until the wolf broke into a quicker pace and began to rut her. She didn't say anything, however she was thankful she was horny and aroused enough that the wolf didn't stick it in her while she was as dry as sandpaper. Instead she moaned in tandem with the wolf's rather eager thrusts and heard the wolf itself start to pant as it rocked its body back and forth.
Despite the circumstances, the cock inside of her felt great. It stretched her out, yet not to an uncomfortable degree, and the more it moved inside of her, the more she started to really get into it. The smoothness of it made it easy for her to enjoy the sensation, which quickly caused her arousal to spike. The only downside was the wolf was very eager to rut her, almost reminding her of a horny stallion about to lose his virginity, and the fact that she could hear it panting non stop while it breathed heavily, signaled it wouldn't last long. She could feel hot breath beat against her cheek and ear, but it was a mere afterthought as she felt the wolf's knot constantly prod against her. The more it prodded, the more she realized just how big it was. She would stretch out further and further, bit by bit, causing more of it to enter, yet it never truly went in. She knew she would have to remain calm once it did, yet with her getting more and more horny by the second, it was going to be hard.
The wolf shifted its weight slightly, causing its erection to move at a more downward angle, however the movement caused Applebloom's eyes to flutter before she followed up with a deep moan. The erection was hitting a sweet spot, and it was hitting fast enough that she couldn't help but clench harder around it as one of her back hooves dug deeper into the muddy earth. She regained her composure for a moment and bit her lower lip as the wolf continued its unyielding movements into her, until it gave a very hard thrust.
Her eyes snapped wide open and she lost her voice for a moment as she felt the wolf finally push its entire knot inside of her. She stretched to a limit she didn't know she could take, and before she could fully register it, the wolf started to pick up its pace. The girth of the knot moving back and forth inside of her made her question her decisions up to that point, however the pain quickly subsided as she found the wolf going faster, until eventually she really started to get into it. The front of her body dipped down, whilst her rear pushed more against the wolf, making its erection hit the deepest parts of her. She could hear the wolf's panting hastening and she knew it was nearing, however her horniness hadn't got to the boiling point she wanted it to be at.
"Ohhhh gaaaawwwds, that feels good!" She moaned as her back legs started to feel weak at the knees.
She kept her body steady but the intense thrusts and the sheer size of the cock inside of her made her want to go limp and just take it without any worries at all, yet her body continued to clench relentlessly around the wolf's knot, making both of them continue to work in tandem with each other. However it came to an abrupt end as the wolf shoved its cock as deep as it could go, before Applebloom felt it starting to twitch and flex inside of her.
"Did it just…" she started to say but stopped her train of thought as warm strands of spunk shot inside of her.
She didn't say anything more, yet her mouth hung agape as she felt herself filling up thanks to the wolf's rather excessive amount of cum, along with a few weak thrusts as it poured all it could into her. Despite the feeling, what caught her off guard was the fact that the wolf was still as hard as ever and though the twitch and flexing had stopped, Applebloom found herself unable to move as the wolf remained still, save for the deep, labored pants it gave off.
"Oh wow, you actually came inside," she muttered to herself in disbelief.
The wolf let out a deep breath and wiggled its back legs, causing Applebloom to shift slightly as it moved. The movement made her aware of her own arousal once again, and she let out a whine as she was still horny.
"Come on, keep going," she pouted as she tried to wiggle her hips in an effort to arouse her canine companion.
Her efforts didn't yield the response she wanted, however she grew more surprised as the wolf started to shift its body again. Now no longer looking over her body, Applebloom realized the wolf was now facing in the opposite direction, even with its hard erection still buried inside of her. It felt weird and slightly awkward, and it only continued further as the wolf suddenly kneeled down to the ground, causing her to move with it.
"Oww," she whined as the wolf laid on its stomach and did nothing further, other then look over its shoulder at her. "Well at least you seem calm now."
The wolf looked at her for a few seconds longer, until it started back forward and laid its head on its front paws. She could hear it breathing heavily, most likely still fatigued from the session, yet she knew it wasn't going to move anytime soon.
"Horsefeathers," she cursed under her breath as she did the same as the wolf and rested her head against her front hooves. "How long am I gonna be stuck here?"
For a moment her mind started to recall something Applejack once told her, until she let out a deep, disappointed sigh. When dog's procreated, the interlocking between both mates could last anywhere from 30 minutes to around an hour. Once the thought ended and the realization kicked in that she would be stuck for quite some time, she let out a deep whine.
"I'm still horny," she whined as she tried to move her hips, only for the wolf to let out a low growl, almost like it was warning her to not move. "Ughhh, I hope this goes by quickly.
37 minutes later.
The sound of the forest around Applebloom was quiet, save for a gentle breeze that caused leaves and branches to sway in the wind. She lost track of time, however it was only a few minutes ago that the wolf finally got soft enough that it pulled itself out of her and departed without much of a second glance. Now she laid on the muddy ground, annoyed and irritated that she was both numb and gaping in her rear. The knot had left its mark on her body, causing her backside to clench weakly at the air around it as trails of semen had flowed out of her to the ground below. Though sticky and wet, she felt a fair amount of the wolf's cum sticking to her coat which caused an odd scent to radiate from it, similar to the scent of post sex, only much more potent. Her arousal had long since died, and though she was annoyed she never got off, she was happy that she ended up a fuck toy, instead of a main course. Despite her annoyance with the entire situation, she wasn't going to deny that she did enjoy the feral rutting.
"Ughhhhhh," she groaned as she finally found strength in her legs to finally close them. "Muddy, tired, and covered in wolf cum… I hope this day can't get any worse."
Several wolves howled in the distance.
"Nope," she spoke as she felt a surge of energy greet her body as she started to climb to her hooves. "I sure as heck ain't sticking around to find out."
As she stood up, only two thoughts went through her mind; head home to clean herself up, and make sure to never tell a single pony what happened to her.
If there was any consolation to the whole ordeal, Applebloom had at least got to live out her perverted fantasy of getting fucked by a dog and knew she was never going to have it again after that point… at least, as far she knew until the next time she ventured into the woods…
