Blight Control

Earlier that day...

"Alright, pony...what do we have to do?" Simon stared down at her with his arms crossed over his bare chest, as all his other workers plus his sons waited. Applejack took a moment to compose herself. She was still feeling the heat from her argument, but that was beginning to morph into something...different. She cast her gaze around at all of the males staring down at her, and was very aware of being the only female, even though she was a different species.

Nevertheless, she eventually cleared her throat, picked up an apple, and peered closely at it. "It looks like yew got a case of a variation Zygophiala jamaicensis, with maybe some Leptodontium elatius thrown in fer good measure..." She looked up at him. "We call that 'fly speck' an' 'sooty blotch' back home, but Ah ain't never seen it together like this."

Simon frowned. "Those are both common apple diseases here, but the colors are all wrong." He picked up an apple. "Fly speck' usually produces only black specks, but these colors are all over the map!" He threw it down. "Why would your planet infest ours with this shit?!"

Applejack closed her eyes and took a deep breath. "Ah'm shore it weren't intentional. It musta bin part of somepony's diet, like a mushroom or sumthin' that got past quarantine, 'cause this is normally rooted in a fungus." She tossed her apple aside and walked up to a tree, then walked around it, tapping it with a front hoof. She looked up at him and smiled. "Yew got yerself some good, healthy trees here...it ain't gonna take much ta git 'em back in shape...just some prunin' an' a little bit o' mah Earth pony magic."

Simon exchanged a look with his sons. "Here it comes..." he muttered. To the pony, he said, "And...what does that mean? Will I need to go get some scented candles and some incense...maybe some prayer beads?"

She gave him a flat look. "Whut the buck are yew talkin' about?"

He smirked. "You said "magic," using his fingers to make the air quotes, "...so I figured you meant some sort of hippy-dippy bullshit."

Still, she stared at him. "Yew don't know a hell of a lot about ponies, do yew?" She set her hat back on her head, walked over to a branch that had been pruned, and picked it up with her hoof. Closing her eyes, the bottom of her hoof began to slightly glow, then before their eyes, (and a few audible gasps) the end of the branch blossomed, brought forth leaves, and then a tiny, healthy apple appeared. She waited until it was fully grown, picked it, and then threw it at him. The apple whizzed through the air as he barely caught it in time! It landed in his palm with a >SMACK!!<, causing him to drop the apple into his other hand, shake the other one to get rid of the needles, and stare at her in open-mouthed astonishment.

She lowered her brows. "THAT. Is what Ah meant by 'magic."

For the next few hours, she directed them to prune every branch that showed the slightest sign of Blight, while she went around to every tree and inspected them herself, and then would instruct them to tie a red ribbon around each infected tree. A few showed no signs of illness to the Human eyes, but she carefully sized up the trees, then would turn, aim one back hoof, and give it a mighty kick, which would then send one apple down. This she would catch and show them. The apple would always have the very beginnings of the Blight, while all the others on the tree would seem to look healthy. This caused Simon and his sons to look at her with new eyes!

"Wow..." breathed Simon, "You...you sure do know what you're doing, pony..."

She deigned to glance at him while she trotted up to another tree. "Folks don't call me 'Applejack' fer nuthin'..."

Despite himself, his gaze was also drawn to her ass while she was bouncing off, and he didn't look away when she paused at another tree and gave it a kick. He watched, almost mesmerized, while her asscheeks rippled and bounced as she kicked, and then her tail flipped to the side and he caught his first glimpse of pony pussy...

Feeling eyes on her, she looked back over her shoulder at him and asked, "Sumthin' on yer mind, Humun?"

Simon shook himself and scowled. "What?! No!" He turned to his crew. "Everyone double up! I want this entire grove taken care of by end of day!" Giving her one last scowl, he stomped off. But he couldn't get his mind off that phat, round...

Applejack wasn't stupid. All day long, she felt eyes upon her...and she had mixed feelings about it. On the one hoof, she figured it was simply the novelty of seeing an alien for the first time for most of these Humuns, as she knew her kind were rare in these parts. But on the other...her feminine instincts were on full alert, for she knew quite well how it felt to be "eyed up" by a bunch of males! Many times throughout the day, she'd seen out of the corner of her eye one of them openly staring at her ass, and she'd be lying to herself if she hadn't given it a little extra shake, or bent over juuuust a bit longer than she needed to, or maaaybe raised her tail a little higher than was proper...

If she was being honest with herself, (and she usually was), it was probably cruel of her to be teasing them like that, but it was torture for her as well. Not counting the fruit grower and his sons, there were at least ten other males out here with her, and, due to the extreme heat and their exhausting work, they were all of them shirtless! And every dang one of them looked like they could pick up a bale of hay in each fist without strainin'! To make matters worse, (for her!) every time the wind would shift, she'd get a noseful of male scent, to the point where she was almost dizzy! Even the older Humun had kept himself fit, she could see, as he didn't have a paunch and he seemed like the type to want to handle things on his own. Which earned him her grudging respect, for that is just how she felt about her farm!

Living in a world that had several different sapient races also translated to ponies and those races sometimes mating. Applejack and her family were, for the most part, traditionists, sticking to pony/pony pairings, although it wasn't unheard of for the odd relative to have an..."adventure," of his or her own, if only for a short time. So for Applejack, in the heated state she was in, was rapidly reconsidering her initial revulsion of these aliens, for she was soon reaching the fundamental point of: she's a female, they're all males, and she's needing a COCK. Or COCKS.

SOON.

So it was with great relief when Simon finally called out, "That's it! We're done for the day! Everyone get here bright and early tomorrow!" Applejack stood off to herself watching all the men gathering their things up, laughing among themselves, putting their (gulp!) shirts back on, bending over to pick up the last few apples or baskets to load in trucks, until she reached her limit! She climbed into the Simon family Jeep and waited with her head down until they'd all piled into the vehicle and drove off. They drove with a heavy silence almost all the way home, until Simon broke the tension by saying, "So! Pony? How much longer do you think we'll have to work until this problem is fixed?"

She slowly looked up at him, and muttered, "When are yew gonna stop callin' me 'pony'? Mah name is Applejack..."

He stared back at her (from the front seat) and said, "You're right...my mistake." He turned and faced the front, then continued. "You're a hard worker, you've been more than a great help, and you deserve my respect." He looked back at her and held out his hand. "I'm sorry, Miss Applejack...it won't happen again..."

She stared at his hand, then looked up at his face, then slowly extended her hoof. "Quite alright, pardner...yew ain't so bad yerself."

But when he grabbed her hoof and shook it, his eyes grew wide. "Whoa...that's softer than I thought..." He looked up at her and their eyes met, then they both quickly looked away as she drew her hoof back. He cleared his throat nervously as he turned back to the front. Slamming his hand on the dash, he urged his son, "Come on, give it some gas! I don't know about all of you, but I'm starving!"

Present time...

After her icy cold shower, Applejack staggered out of the bathroom and back to her room. She'd managed to make it back without being seen, which was good, as she'd taken the pair of briefs and quickly stashed them under her pillow as soon as she'd made it to her room. Then she jumped when there was a knock on her door, and a voice said, "Miss Applejack? Dinner will soon be ready."

"Ah...Ah'll be right there!" she stammered, giving her hiding place a quick look. She then went over to the vanity and sat herself down. The Human brushes were awkward, but she managed to use them to brush out her mane and tail until they shone, then on a whim, decided to apply some of the makeup. Spritzing herself with some light perfume, and leaving her hat, she let her mane flow freely across her shoulders and made her way out of her room and down to the dining hall. All three men rose to their feet when she entered, and she smiled at their display of chivalry.

Simon gestured to the seat on his right. "Come sit next to me, Miss Applejack." He pulled the chair back for her as she climbed up, then gently pushed it forward.

"Thank yew kindly," she whispered.

As he took his seat, he said, "Wow...you look...amazing..."

She smiled up at him. "Yew silver-tongued devil, thank yew..." she said, blushing slightly. She looked at the meal. "What're we havin'?"

"My son Marcus warned me you ponies are strictly vegetarians, so I hope you like what we made."

She waved a hoof. "Yew didn't hafta go through all that trouble fer me, but Ah appreciate it..."

He smiled. "It was no trouble." He patted his stomach. "I could stand to lose a few pounds anyway!" He then leaned forward and started filling her plate with the pasta, mushrooms, and seasoned tomatoes dish. He hesitated when he got to the wine. "Do you...drink?"

She smirked. "Ah could drink yew under the table, Humun!" She held up her glass. "Fill 'er up!"

He smirked back. "You're on, Applejack!" as he poured her glass and filled his own. Soon, the two were laughing and she was giggle-snorting over their wine and the food, while each was getting more and more tipsy.

While this exchange was going on, both his sons were watching each other watching their Dad interact with the pony. Marcus had a smile on his face, while Jackson's was unreadable. Realizing she'd been leaving the other two males out of the fun, she turned to his sons and asked how they'd liked working with ponies. Each of them were surprised by the question.

"I...didn't know you knew we had been working with other ponies, Miss Applejack," said Jackson.

She smiled and took another sip of her wine. "Oh yes...Ah knew. Here she cast a glance at Marcus and added, "Ah'm friends with Fluttershy...an' we talk..."

At this, Marcus flushed deep red, but his eyes filled with hope. "Does...she talk about...me?" She stared up at him for a moment, then simply nodded.

But as his face started to brighten, she held up a hoof and said, "Yew...ain't her only..."friend" on this planet, Marcus. We ponies are usually in herds, meanin' we're polyamorous, so it ain't her fault and nuthin' agin yew. But, Ah jus' thought yew should know."

Both Jackson and his Dad looked at him with shocked expressions (at first) when this was said, trying to read his face. When the inevitable conclusion was reached, they looked at each other and mutually decided to silently let the matter drop. After all, they could hardly fault him, as they each were feeling the effects of being in the presence of a hot mare RIGHT NOW.

As the conversation picked up, each man was captivated by her sparkling green eyes as they twinkled over the rim of her drink, while she playfully ran her hot tongue around the inside of her glass and gazed up at them each in turn. Then, in a move that made them all sit up (and go slightly rigid!) she picked up a looong noodle, and, with a half-lidded look on her face, slooowly slurped it past her ruby lips and into her wet mouth.

Simon and his boys stared at her. "Guuhh..." he moaned silently, while she sloooowly licked her lips of the sauce and smiled around at them.

"Mmmm..." she sighed as she closed her eyes, "Ah jus' luv suckin' on looong thangs..."

The sexual tension in the room quickly went from ten to well past one hundred after her little show, so she quickly took a few more bites, finished her wine, dabbed her mouth with her napkin, then stood. All the men rose to their feet with her (sporting tents in their pants!). She looked briefly down at the condition of their pants, (Hot DAYUM!) then smiled up at them all. "Thank yew, gentlecolts...Ah mean, gentleHumuns, fer the meal...Ah'm gonna go ta mah bedroom now...but Ah don't think Ah'll be asleep fer a while..." Simon quickly pulled out her chair for her as she hopped down, then they all watched her as she swayed out of the room, every eye glued to her round, bouncing, luscious ass.

If'n THAT don't give 'em the hint, then NUTHIN' will!

The three men sat still, looking anywhere but at each other, after the mare had gone, and they'd heard her shut her door, but had NOT heard her lock it! Finally, Jackson broke the silence.

Crossing his arms, he said, "Well, I'm not touching her..." His Dad and his brother startled and looked up at him. He frowned and clarified. "I don't care how hot she is, she's still a freaky alien! I do NOT trust their kind!" He pointed a finger. "And neither should either of you!" With that, he got up and stormed out of the room, up the stairs, and they heard him slam his bedroom door shut.

Marcus turned to his father. "Fuck that! She was practically begging us to jump her, and I'm not gonna miss this opportunity!" As he got to his feet, he was stopped by a quiet, "...no..." He turned back. "What...did you say...?"

Simon looked up and sighed. "Your brother is right; she's an alien." He got to his feet and met his son's eyes. "Keep it in your pants, boy." As Marcus opened his mouth to protest, he raised his hand to stop him and said, "I know from tonight's conversation you already had a go with one of them, and I know you're an adult and can make your own decisions." And here he scowled. "But you're still under my roof, so my rule is final. Go to bed, or go out and get laid." Marcus shook with rage, then turned to the front door, and was gone.

Simon sighed again, then went down the hall to the pony's room and stopped. His hand strayed to the doorknob, then he shook his head, spun on his heel, and went upstairs to take a cold shower.

Three hours later, Applejack was almost asleep, and feeling very frustrated and disappointed, when there was a quiet knock on her door. "It's open..." she quietly called out. Her door silently opened, and in walked the last Humun she'd expected: the younger brother! "Well, hello, handsome...Ah wuz expectin' yer Pa to come first..."

"Are you kidding?" he muttered as he came in, shut the door behind him, and locked it, "I've had my eye on you since the moment you arrived..." He was wearing a bathrobe and slippers, and she could already see a bulge sticking out from the front. His voice grew sultry. "You're much prettier than your friend Fluttershy...so...I was hoping you and I could..."spend some time" together?"

She beckoned him over. "Come here an' lie down next to me, an' we'll see where this goes..." He moaned and pulled off his robe, revealing his throbbing, erect cock. Her eyes widened. "Oh, HELL yeah! Bring that BIG, sweet thang over to Momma, an' let her suck on it!" He eagerly closed the distance and climbed up on the bed, then lay down on his back. "...spread yore legs, sugah..." she whispered, as she positioned herself between them.

She took her sweeeet time breathing on it, as she closed her eyes and positioned her hot mouth over the head letting her warm breath wash over it. He jerked when she licked the head, then ran her tongue all around it, then brought it back into her mouth. "...oh mah Gawd it's so delicious..." She stared up at him with bedroom eyes. "Yew hav' no idea how much Ah need this..." She lowered her head and took his balls into her mouth, licking, sucking and slurping on them lovingly, getting them sopping wet before running her tongue back up the shaft with an, "...ahhhhh..." Closing her eyes again, she engulfed his cock into her hot, wet mouth and started slowly bobbing her head up and down, up and down, while hollowing her cheeks and maintaining a steady suction. Her ruby red lipstick and her saliva soon coated his cock as she went even deeper until he was hitting the back of her throat over and over again. Both their moans increased as she quickened her pace, and she began squeaking in time with her bobs, "MMM! MMM! MMM! MMM! MMM! MMM! MMM!"

His eyes rolled back in his head as he buried his hands in her golden mane and began fucking her face with wild abandon! "You're...you're...amazing!!" he cried out, as he kept thrusting into her hot, tight, wet, throat, as her eyes rolled back as well! "I...I'm...gonna...CUUUUUUMMMM!!!" he yelled as he buried his dick in her throat, and the sounds of frantic gulping filled the room! It took her almost a minute to drain his loads until he released her head and flopped back onto the mattress, while she continued to suck him dry.

She pulled his wet, sloppy cock out of her throat with a >pop!< and smiled up at him as she climbed on his lap, and positioned her dripping cunt over his still-hard member. He wearily raised his head.

"Wha...what are you...doing?"

"We ain't evencloseto bein' done," she lustfully whispered, "Round TWO..." She sighed as she slid down and impaled herself on his dick, then started grinding her hips in a circle as she placed her hooves on his bare chest. "Yer...so...BIG!" she panted. "It's...jus'...what...Ah...needed!" as she began bouncing on his lap.

He grabbed her ass and met her bounces with thrusts of his own. "You're...gonna...DRAIN...me...dry!"

She looked down at him with her tongue hanging out, and was just barely able to reply, "Tha...that's the...idea!" She squeezed his cock with her pussy muscles and ground her hips again. "N...now...FUCK ME!!"

He thrust up into her a few more times, smiled, then suddenly turned and flipped her over onto her back! She cried out in delight and spread her back legs as he began fucking her down into the mattress with all his strength, as he clenched his teeth and the bedsprings sang! She wrapped her forelegs around his neck, threw her head back, and screamed, "Yes! Oh, YES!! FUCK ME HARDER!!" She shook her head from side to side and squeaked, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" with each fuck, until her mind began to blank from pleasure! In order to silence her, he latched onto her mouth and fought her tongue with his, which she eagerly returned while he kept up his steady pace. She screamed into his mouth when her first orgasm hit, and her body jerked and spasmed while her pussy gushed sweet marejuice, but still, she held onto his mouth and deepened the kiss, even while her eyes were rolling back in her head.

But when he broke the kiss and moaned, "I'm...I'm cumming...again!" she retained enough of her sanity to moan back, "Inside! Ah need yew to cum inside!!" MORE than happy to oblige, he closed his eyes and gave her his all, pumping hard a few more times and then arching his back as he came, which sent her over the edge as well, as her pussy was filled for the first time with thick, creamy Human spunk!

When he was done, he fell on top of her exhausted, trying to catch his breath, while she panted as well. After a few moments, she started covering his face with sweet kisses, then whispered in his ear, "Yew wuz wonderful, Humun...but there's still one place Ah needs yew to fuck..."

His eyes widened, and he raised his head. "Re...really? None...none of my other girlfriends ever wanted me to do...that..."

She smiled and kissed him once more. "Then, today's yore lucky day..."

Excited, he slowly pulled his cock out of her cunt and sat up on his knees, while she smiled up at him, then turned over onto her stomach, raised her ass, and kept her face on the mattress. He grabbed her by the hips and shuffled forward while she looked back at him over her shoulder and lifted her tail, exposing her anus. "Ah luv it in mah ass, so give it to me GOOD!" Hardly believing his luck, he kept one hand on her hip while using the other to line up his cock with her ponut, then sloooowly pushed it inside. She threw back her head and smiled. "Ahhhhh...that's it...more...keep goin'..." Once he was buried all the way inside her warm, tight depths, he began slowly pumping in and out, trying to take his time.

But she wasn't having it!

She looked back at him and growled, "Ah said, Ah likes it ruff! Now, quit teasin' me an' FUCK ME!!"

He laughed. "You got it!" He spread his legs, pulled her closer, tightened his stomach muscles, and FUCKED her silly! His cock SLAMMED in and out of her asshole, while she SCREAMED in delight, but he was past caring! The mansion was so huge it was doubtful anyone could hear them anyway, and even if they could, he wasn't about to stop! She came quickly once, then twice, each time more intense than the last, as her eyes rolled back and her tongue lolled out and she drooled onto the bed. She really DID love a cock in her ass!

He grit his teeth and moaned, "I'm gonna cum, slut! I'm...gonna...fill...your...ASS...with...SO...MUCH...CUM!!"

She could only moan back, "...yes...yes...more...please...more..."

He closed his eyes and fucked her one last time. "Here...it...COMES!! AHHHHHHHHHhhhhh...." as he painted her bowels white with his thick loads of cum again and again and again! It was so much it overflowed out of her ass and down her legs until he was finally spent. As they both fell over onto their sides, he kept his cock buried in her ass and wrapped his arms around her barrel.

He kissed the back of her neck, then leaned into her ear. "You're gonna be my anal slut the whole time you're here from now on, pony. Your ass is too good for me to pass up, you understand?" She wearily opened her eyes and looked back at him.

"Ohhh...yes."