The apple orchard surrounding the farm was as quiet as could be, and a light breeze from the cold wind could be felt on the fur.
Marcus, a rather tall, muscular, brown-furred breeding bull, followed behind the pony farmer with a questioning expression on his face.
Apparently, there was still a cow yet to be covered on the farm that he didn't know of. Which was the reason why he was led by Applejack to a designated area reserved for that part of farm work. The buck barn, of course. Nothing out of the ordinary...
If it weren't for the fact that it was still the middle of the night.
"Applejack, care to explain why we are doing this now and not during the day, like with all the others?" Marcus asked, still drowsy from being woken up so abruptly. "I know, for some, it can be a rather pressing matter... but I'm sure this could have waited until tomorrow."
The orange farm pony in question looked around nervously, almost as if trying to make sure that nopony, or cow, saw her opening the doors to the little secluded barn.
"Ok, now listen here, sugar cube," Applejack addressed him, flustered and with pearls of sweat running down her face. "The 'cow' waitin' for ya inside is a bit of a special case... It's all up to you if ya want to proceed and cover her or not. She knows it's your call, which is part of the deal."
The bull looked at her crimson face and wondered why she was so tense. They had done this routine at least a thousand times, after all. Business as usual.
"Deal? What do you mea--" he tried asking, but then saw the cow in question come into view as the doors opened fully to the sides. "No bucking way..." he mumbled.
Miss Rarity, one of Applejack's close friends, and well-known hero of Equestria, was standing there, muzzle tied to a post and already in the position to be mounted, just like the cows that would normally stand there.
She wasn't a cow, though, but a pony that... that...
"Wait, is that... paint? Did you paint a black pattern onto your fur to match a cow's?" Marcus asked Rarity unbelievingly, and after an awkward pause noticed the thing on her right ear as well. "And an ear tag, too? Are you for real?"
Have these ponies ever heard of cultural appropriation?
"Too moo-ch, darling?" Rarity asked with a frown, making it objectively worse with the pun. "I just thought it would get you in the right moo-d."
Applejack face hooved. "I told ya, Rarity, it's completely inap--"
"Well, the cow belle is missing," Marcus interrupted and stated the obvious matter-of-factly. "I'm sure it would look great on you."
It didn't take the two mares a doctorate to understand that the bull was more than willing to continue their little play. His gaze was already fixed longingly on Raricow's rump.
With no hesitation whatsoever, Rarity lifted the requested item over from the sides with her magic and put it around her neck.
She shook her head a bit to make it jingle, eliciting a genuine smile of hers at the sound.
And a genuine cringe from the farmer.
"I see, you're a bovine of good taste as well." Rarity said approvingly, winking in two places at him, like the skilled multitasker she was. "Now, if we could please get moo-vin? The itch in my moo-moo is killing me, darling."
Applejack cringed once more as she led the bull inside and closed the door behind them.
The things she was willing to go through for that custom order she had asked for. Rarity better delivered...
"Alrighty, ya two. I don't think we need much explainin'." Applejack gave Marcus a glance, who just gave a nod in turn. "Go for it, but please keep it down. I don't want to explain this to anypony..."
"Yes, mam!" Marcus said energetically with his given task in view. "A true honor to cover, if I do say so myself."
Rarity cowered down on her four legs so that the bull could comfortably walk over her with his height. He looked down at her smiling face as he stood above her and tried to put his already throbbing member into her.
But Marcus had some difficulty. Her pony pussy was much tighter than what he was used to and he would just slide off of her small wet lips every time with his tip.
"Mhm, Applejack, could you give me a hoof here?" Marcus asked, giving the observing pony a look from the sides. "You know, the usual for cases like these?"
Shaking her crimson head, Applejack denied the request. "Use your magic, Rarity. You two don't need my help."
"Oh, please, Applejack!" Rarity chimed in with a small moan, already pleased by the prodding attempts of the bull. "Don't be so moo-dy, you know that I want the full experience. A deal's a deal, right?"
Applejack frowned at the mention of the deal. Too much was at stake. So she slowly made her way to them, crouching down to get a good look.
The combined smell of their nether regions was quite arousing to her too, but she tried her best to focus on the task at hoof.
While sitting down on her hind legs, she held the member of Marcus firmly in her front hooves, positioning it just right for him to enter the fashionista's private chambers with ease. "Alright, now give it a good buck."
Marcus complied, and with a swift motion, almost half of his length made it into the pristine little pony before it reached a stop.
"M00-hahahaaaa!" Rarity exclaimed in joyful lust. "Yes, give mommy that milky goodness!"
Applejack remained in position, still providing guidance for the throbbing bull cock in case it was about to plop out. It usually didn't take much longer than a few seconds anyways.
Buck Buck Buck Buck Buck
And so Applejack waited. Squat down uncomfortably, next to her moaning friend as the rutting continued. The belly of the bull grinding on her head.
Buck Buck Buck Buck Buck
And waited. Her snout crunched as it continued, with her feeling like a third wheel. Some non-milk cow-juices sprinkled on her face.
Buck Buck Buck Buck Buck
What the hell was taking Marcus so long?
"Ooooh, my dear cow, this magic feels amazing!" Marcus exclaimed in lust between his own moans. "I feel like I could go on forever."
With a slight feeling of anger, Applejack noticed the barely visible hue of Rarity's magic around the bull's testicles.
"Ah, so NOW you're using magic, huh?" Applejack asked, letting go of the slimy penis and smacking her friend hard on the right ass cheek, leaving a clear imprint of her hooves. "You deserve that, cattle!"
Rarity gave out a loud moan in reaction to the added sensation of pain and lost focus of her magic for a moment, giving way to a pent-up accumulation of white bovine glory, that made her come immediately in turn.
"MOOOOooooOOOOooo, DARLING!"
Marcus held Rarity's upper body with his hooves and emptied himself as he pressed her body into his member. "AAAaaahh, let me give you some generosity of my own."
"AAaaAHaa, yes!" Rarity agreed with a shaking voice as she was filled to the brim by him. "I needed that so udderly bad, thank you!"
Applejack was done with the puns.
"Ok, that's quite enough, I think we're done here," said Applejack as she brought out a hose to clean up the mess on the ground, not sparing Rarity in the process.
Rarity didn't mind at all though and turned on her back, letting the water jet go all over her body as she lay there. The black paint on her white fur slowly came off and mixed with the bull cum and her own juices on the floor.
More moaning filled the barn. "Aaahha, AJ, yeess, mooo, make me your dairy queen!"
"I think this is a Miss Steak," Marcus added unnecessarily, earning a glare from the sides.
"You can go now," Applejack stated with a blank expression as she watched her friend whale around on the ground in her stream. "Thanks for doing this, she wouldn't stop asking."
"Sure thing, AJ, you know I'm relia-bull," Marcus said as he swiftly made his way out the buck barn, trying not to get hit by the stream of water that followed him out.
