Gun Love For Robot Applejack

by Bendy

Rating: mature
Tags: Fetish, Comedy, Sex, Applejack, Anon, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Human, Romance, Porn, Second Person
Length: 1205

To celebrate the 4th of July you have passionate gun sex with your robot pony marefriend Applejack.

To celebrate the 4th of July you have passionate gun sex with your robot pony marefriend Applejack.

Published 2022-06-09 10:00:02 UTC
Last updated 2022-06-09 10:00:02 UTC

Gun Love

Far into the future, you, the human was dressed in a red, blue, white, and star-striped tuxedo to show your true patriotism as you stood in front of your American flag-themed bed, just like your clothes. Your True American, earthy orange robot marefriend looked at you with bedroom eyes as she lay on her bed. She lay on her side like a French harlot, showing you her real American fat backside without shame. Atop her head, she wore a stetson hat just like a True American. If she were to stand up, she was about four and a half feet tall.

“Give this pony the big guns, partner,” she said sexfully. With that, you knelt down and took an AK-47 rifle out from under the bed. Applejack scowled at you; crossing her two, front hooves. “What in tarnation?! Ah want a Real American gun to make love to me! Not communist junk!”

You pleaded. “Come on, Applejack. Let's try the communist gun this year.”

The earth pony shook her head, before opening her mouth wide. Forthwith she unleashed a cloud of tiny, grey particles out of her mouth. They almost looked like dust particles in some regards. These grey particles came speeding towards you. Your gun soon became wrapped in what appeared to be a greyish gooey material. As if you were holding melting butter the gun in your hands began to dissolve into more grey goo. Once completely transformed into grey goo, she sent this newly assimilated matter into her mouth and swallowed it down with a loud gulp.

Upon eating the matter, Applejack snapped her eyes shut, and stuck her tongue out in disgust. “Urgh! Tastes like communism!”

Fortunately, she directed the newly assimilated matter directly into her butt to make her butt bigger and fatter.

You crossed your arms and scowled at Applejack. “Applejack, did you really have to eat my gun with your nanomachines?”

“I don't like to be shot at by communist guns. I want True American patriotic guns to shoot me on the 4th of July.” You bent down and pulled out an MG42 Machine Gun from under the bed. Applejack gasped in shock, a hoof coming over her mouth. “First a communist gun! Now a Nazi gun?! What the hell are ya playing at, mister?!”

With that, Applejack unleashed her nanomachines out of her mouth again. These tiny machines came hurtling towards your gun, and subsequently devoured it; quickly converting it into more grey goo. Forthwith, Applejack sent this newly assimilated matter into her mouth. Applejack subsequently became quite a bit bigger, as the large machine gun’s matter fed into her body. Applejack at this point was nearly 5 feet tall if she were to stand up.

“Anon, quit pulling my tail! Give me a True American gun already!” she said in a stern tone, with her eyes narrowed to slits. You bent down and lifted... at least you attempted to lift a huge, heavy black minigun out from under your bed.

“Hear, let me help ya with that,” she said softly.

With that, Applejack unleashed a cloud of nanomachines out of her mouth. Subsequently, these nanomachines wrapped around the heavy minigun you were attempting to lift. With her help, you were able to lift the minigun up. Your black minigun was coated in a thick layer of grey goo.

Applejack stood up on the bed on all fours. She turned around to present you with her lovely backside. Her blonde, red ribbon bound tail swished back and forth excitedly as she looked back at you with bedroom eyes. Her pink, robotic pony pussy was quite inviting. You could see grey goo leaking out of her synthetic marehood as it winked at you in greeting.

“Shoot me for America!” came her hot and breathy voice. You simply nodded, before aiming your massive minigun at her ass. “Shoot me, mah love.”

With that, you pulled down the trigger. Your minigun began to spin before unleashing a continuous volley of bullets at robot Applejack’s ass. Her ass jiggled about wildly like a stormy ocean as it was bombarded by your bullets. In addition, a rippling effect like tiny numerous small stones being thrown into a lake cascaded across her buttcheeks while the bullets shot into her. Your minigun was surprisingly quiet. It seemed Applejack had taken the liberty of protecting your ears, she no doubt had her nanomachines inside your ears to protect them from the noise of your gun.

Like a true American patriot, you continued to shoot Applejack with your minigun. To make things even better, Applejack played a very patriotic and romantic song ‘I'm Proud To Be An American’ as you continuously shot her with your big gun.

Tears of joy came down your cheeks as you saw the robot mare begin to assimilate the bullets you shot into her. The mare slowly inched upward into the air, growing larger and larger with each bullet you shot into her. Her air ballooning rump wobbled from side to side as it became bigger and bigger, fatter and fatter with each bullet you unloaded into her. Her buttcheeks repeatedly slapped together due to the rich influx of ‘fat’ (or whatever) pumping into her ass

During her growth, the bed’s supports became unstable underneath. It soon collapsed from under Applejack’s tremendous weight. You now could see a cloud of her nanomachines feeding your gun bullets with a belt feeder to make sure it could keep shooting her to feed her growth.

You found yourself having to walk backwards as Applejack’s ass kept getting bigger and bigger. Her buttcheeks soon came to push against the walls as the soft fat of her butt began to concede against them. Taller and taller Applejack became until her head bumped against the ceiling above. It was at that moment your gun clicked and stopped firing.

“Whoa, nelly! Ah think that’s enough shooting for the moment!”

You stared in awe at Applejack’s gigantic backside presented to you. Your entire vision was taken up with her supersized asscheeks. You couldn't even see the entirety of her ass it was so large. The room was now very cramped as well, your back was against the wall behind you.

With a loud thud, you dropped the minigun aside and proceeded to worship Applejack’s ass. You placed your hands upon her thick, bubbly right buttcheek. Your hands subsequently sank into the plush bubbly softness of her rump like that of soft memory foam. The feel of her soft, warm cheek against your hands was absolutely marvellous. Forthwith, you immediately roamed your hands as far as you could reach across the wide expanse of her massive buttcheek. Tears of joy came to fall down your cheeks as you saw the deep depression you made on her buttcheek quickly fade away when you moved your hand to a different part of her massive rump.

“Ah am glad ya love big fat asses, Anon. Because this is yer punishment for making me eat a commie gun,” came Applejack’s stern voice.

“I’m sorry Applejack,” you said in a low voice.

“Ah forgive ya. Ah’ll reduce mah size tomorrow,” she said softly.

With that, you patriotically worshipped Applejack's American ass.

End