It was another sunny midmorning in Sweet Apple Acres. Apple Jack wore a pair of baskets full of apples on her sides as she casually strolled through the orchard, showing the newbies the ropes. “Thanks again fer helpin’ me out, you two.”

“No problem. I’ve never done this kind of manual labor before,” Dusk whimsically remarked as he looked around, taking in the sights, sounds, and smells of the orchard.

“Excuse me, manual?” AJ questioned, her eyebrow raised to its maximum skepticism as she eyed the stallion. His horn was lit as a dozen baskets of apples floated around him. “Ya ain’t even walkin’! Honestly, fer a stallion that makes such a fuss ‘bout bein’ on his hooves, ya sure don’t miss a chance ta sit on yer lazy ass.”

“Hey, I thought you said my ass was cute,” Dusk whined from atop his draconic steed.

“Oh, it is. Don’t mean it ain’t also a lazy hypocrite,” AJ dismissively rebuked as she emptied her baskets into their barrels.

“Ugh, fine,” Dusk huffed and slid down Barbara’s side, maneuvering around her half-dozen apple baskets to reach the ground. He stood tall, chest puffed out in pride as he hurriedly walked ahead of the drake to join AJ in dumping his baskets. The short, colt-looking stallion then stared up at the proportionally Amazonian mare, demanding a response.

AJ smiled, lowered her face until she was almost snoot to snoot with Dusk, and booped him with her hoof. “Ah knew ya could do it, sugar cube.”

Dusk’s eyes crossed from the unexpected contact. “Wait… did you just manipulate me into working faster?”

“Call it positive reinforcement,” AJ corrected. “Works wonders when stallions start gettin’ weighed down with excuses.”

“Also, you already volunteered to help, so it’s not like she tricked you or anything,” Barb added, also joining the ponies and undid her baskets to empty them. “Besides, I’m still impressed that you care enough what others think to react like that.”

“That’s why it’s manipulation,” Dusk petulantly argued to the large lizard. “She knows her opinion matters to me, so she leveraged that to manipulate my actions!”

Barb chuckled and shook her head. “Sorry, little guy, but that’s called being in a relationship. It’s how we used to get you away from the books long enough to do your chores, remember?”

Dusk pouted at the irrefutable facts laid before him, hating how he’d been bested.

“If it makes ya feel better, yer free ta do the same with me,” AJ informed.

Dusk blinked. “I-I can?”

“Sure. Ah want ya ta like me, so go ahead. Say somethin’ ta make me do what ya want.”

Dusk fidgeted, nervous about being put on the spot like this. He hadn’t fully acclimated to these informal interactions with his new girlfriends, and still needed to learn the boundaries. So, while it felt slightly condescending how the mare and drake basically set him up to succeed, he had to admit that it was preferable to being left to flail in failure. “W-well, uh, y-your ass is more sexy than cute.”

“That’s fair. Go on.”

“And, uh, I… Oh, I don’t think you appreciate just how comfortable Barb’s back is,” Dusk confidently accused, to the mare’s confusion. “Yeah, Barb is easily the best ride I’ve ever had.”

The drake snickered.

“Not like that!” Dusk snapped. “I meant you’re smooth, easygoing, and—would you stop laughing?”

“Okay, that’s fair,” Apple Jack conceded, approaching the young dragon’s side, whistling. “Whoa, yer a big gal, ain’t ya.”

Barb grinned and lowered herself for easier access. “Yup. Now, get those sexy apple flanks up here so we can see why Dusk wants this so badly.”

AJ nodded and climbed aboard, stopping halfway up and pointing at the drake’s spines.

“Oh, sorry. How’s this?” Barb rolled her shoulders and retracted the sharp bones. “They’ve never been an issue for someone Dusk’s size, but I guess a butt like yours deserves special consideration.”

“Thank ya kindly, ma’am,” AJ replied as she finished mounting. She hummed thoughtfully, moving back and forth in a slow humping motion to test the scaly texture against her rump and thighs. “Hmm, colder than Ah expected, but not half bad. Yeah, Ah wouldn’t mind ridin’ ya every now ‘n then.”

Barb snickered again. “Sorry, but you guys are making this too easy.”

“Nah, Ah set ya up fer that one,” AJ excused. “Well, Dusk, is this doin’ it fer ya?” she asked, shaking her flanks, leaning forward in a sexy pose to tease her boyfriend. Unfortunately, he merely beamed in quiet triumph.

“There, I knew you’d like it.” Dusk lit his horn and retrieved his baskets. “So, shall we continue?” He didn’t wait for an answer before walking back down the path he’d come from, confident he’d learned enough about apple picking to perform the task without supervision.

AJ blinked in befuddlement, taking several seconds before finally finding her voice. “That wasn’t a fetish thing, was it?”

“Apparently not,” Barb sighed in sympathetic disappointment. “Is this doing anything for you, though?”

“Uh… not really, no,” AJ admitted. “Don’t get me wrong. Yer comfy, but mah marehood might get a rash if Ah ride ya bareback fer too long.”

“It’s fine. A butt on my back isn’t that sexy for me, either. I guess a lifetime of doing that with Dusk has left me numb. Still, it was worth a try.”

“Agreed,” AJ said, dismounting. “We’ll jus’ have ta find some better uses fer this money maker ‘f mine.” She aimed her rear at the drake and spanked herself for her boyfriend’s sister’s enjoyment.

Barbara licked her lips at the scrumptious display and, feeling bold after the earth mare’s wink, extended her tongue for a long, broad lick between the orange cheeks. She’d caught sweet mare pussy, bitter ponut, and everything between and adjacent. “Mmm, yummy.” Her stomach rumbled, making her mindful of just how empty she felt, like there was a pony-shaped hole in her body. She’d always filled it with Dusk, but there was no arguing the earth mare would be far more filling. They’d fooled around a little since the drake and stallion moved to Ponyville. However, based on AJ’s bedroom eyes, it seemed they agreed that it was time they took things to the next level.

Then Barbara’s cheeks puffed like she was about to spew. Feeling the telltale signs of something conjuring in her throat, the drake hurriedly aimed her maw upward as AJ ducked aside to dodge any messy fallout. Luckily, the resulting belch of flame merely coalesced into a scroll with the royal seal. “Message from Canterlot,” Barb succinctly summarized before nosing under AJ’s tail and tossing the unexpectedly heavy mare onto her back. “It’s for Dusk,” she added before bounding ahead along the dirt path, forcing AJ to cling to the serpentine neck to keep from flying off.

Dusk had been patiently doing his task for a while. It had been too long since he’d been by himself, so he took some time to enjoy the solitude and repetitive tasks. Thinking back to earlier, he’d been terribly immature about his reaction to Apple Jack’s harmless teasing. Usually, he’d just scold himself for such a lapse. However, recent revelations left him wondering if this might be a side effect of the alicorns’ spell. Did his emotional maturity match his physical appearance? He’d seen stallion behavior all across the spectrum in that regard, so the immediate data was inconclusive. Ultimately, he’d have to confront the queens to get the full picture.

That’s when Barb came skidding to a halt inches from the unflinching stallion, an orange mare clinging to her neck like a poorly tied scarf. “Message from Sunbutt,” she stated after pulling the scroll from her jaws. Checking on AJ, she asked, “You okay back there?”

“Y-yeah. J-just got some insight on what stallions go through when they’re clingin’ ta mah flanks,” AJ explained, trembling as she carefully climbed down.

Barb cleared her throat, sat on her haunches, and unfurled the scroll to read. “Hear ye, hear ye… Uh-oh. I don’t like when she gets all fancy like that.”

Dusk nodded and pointed at a clearing. “Agreed. Aim over there in case you burp up a catapult or something.”

Apple Jack frowned. “Why would—?”

“Because it happened once, and we still don’t know why,” Barb answered before continuing. “Her Royal Highness, blah-blah-blah… Oh, tickets to the Grand Galloping Gala. I guess it’s about that time, huh.”

Dusk rolled his eyes. “Ugh, I hate the—”

“Grand Galloping Gala!” Apple Jack cheered. “Lamb sakes, Ah’ve always wanted to see it fer mahself. Ah hear they’ve got the fanciest grub in the country, but they ain’t got no Apple brand apples. Why, jus’ think if Ah could set up a stall ta… ta…” She trailed off when she saw the others staring at her. “What?”

“A stall?” Dusk questioned. “The Gala is the premier party of the year, attended by only the fanciest of ponies with noses so high up their own asses, you can’t even see their shoulders, and you want to set up… a stall?”

AJ pursed her lips as her eyes went shifty. “Well, Ah was thinkin’ Ah could show those high falutin’ types what good ol’ fashioned country eatin’ is like, but when ya put it like that, Ah guess that’s—”

“The best idea I’ve ever heard!” Dusk finished with a chuckle. “Those self-righteous brownnosers are always looking for the next big thing, and the Gala is notorious for ambitious idiots to try setting some trends, but a stall?” He whistled. “That’d come so far out of left field; I don’t see how it could fail.”

AJ blinked. “Seriously?”

“Yeah, I can see that,” Barb agreed. “Trust me; the thing with aristocrats isn’t how good something is, but how much it stands out. A peasant stall set up next to a banquet prepared by five-star chefs will definitely turn some heads. If nothing else, you’ve got instant brand recognition with some of the biggest movers and shakers in the country.” The drake smiled a toothy, mildly frightening grin at the earth mare. “I think you could make bank with this.”

AJ thoughtfully clucked her tongue. “Shoot. Ah always thought it was jus’ a silly dream, but now Ah really wish Ah could go, cuz that sounds fun.”

“Oh, that’s too bad. Why can’t you go?” Dusk asked.

“Well, like ya said, it’s a super exclusive event. Ain’t no way a small-town mare like me would—”

“A small-town mare who bonded with an ancient and powerful artifact, which she used to save the world from eternal darkness, and bring back a long-lost alicorn,” Dusk corrected. “Why wouldn’t you be invited?”

AJ blinked again. “Uh, do Ah get a ticket?”

Barb extracted seven golden papers from the scroll. “Let’s see here. One for me, Dusk, Rarity, Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie, aaand that’s it.”

AJ narrowed her eyes up at the tall reptile. “Now Ah know ya ain’t tryin’ ta pull one over on me.”

Barb shrugged. “Sorry, I don’t know what to say. There’s only seven tickets; they’ve all got names written on them, and you’re not on the list. See for yourself,” the drake offered, presenting six tickets.

“Where’s number seven?” AJ asked, her tone threatening.

“Don’t ask me. I don’t have it,” Barb denied before glancing at Dusk.

The purple stallion usually had a top-notch poker face, but that had primarily been practiced with strangers and various ponies he didn’t like. It was a different matter when a mare more than twice his height loomed tall and threatening above him, bearing down on the smaller pony with the full might of a loved one ready to spank him because he deserved it.

“Dusk,” AJ whispered into the unicorn’s ear, exhaling heavily to make it twitch. “Are you keepin’ somethin’ from me?” She rubbed her cheek down his short neck in a sensual caress. Keeping her nose low as she pressed the attack, the earth mare eventually reached the male’s haunches. Instead of continuing to his cutie marks, she stopped to blow on the stallion’s sheath, making his little cock poke free. “Ya know it ain’t nice ta do that kind ‘f thing to yer lovin’ girlfriend, right?”

Dusk anxiously shivered. Inhaling, he could smell nothing but the earth mare’s mane, which reeked of sweat and fruit from the hard morning’s work. From Apple Jack’s nose to her shoulders, his puny body was only slightly larger as the two forms pressed together. He felt the strength and warmth in her neck muscles, making his legs weak as he listened to her breathing. The mare continued pelting his privates with her exhales, making him mewl with desire. Finally, he unclenched his butt cheeks, and the last ticket fluttered to the dirt.

Picking up the paper with her name on it, Apple Jack smirked. Glancing from her prize to the stallion she’d thoroughly defeated, she triumphantly told him, “Now that was manipulation.”

Dusk collapsed with a gasp, not realizing he’d been holding his breath for a while. He looked at Barb, who’d clamped her draconic maw shut with her claws to keep the guffaws at bay. He then looked at Apple Jack, her threatening dominance replaced with playful affection, and said the first thing to come to mind. “I s-still don’t see the difference.”

“Don’t worry. We’ll help ya figure it out. In the meantime, Ah think Ah owe ya somethin’,” the earth mare said in a deep, sultry tone as she sat on her haunches and scooped Dusk into her lap, cradling him against her soft fur and strong barrel. “Ah wouldn’t’ve gotten this ticket without you, li’l fella. That means Ah owe ya, big,” she purred, running a hoof along the unicorn’s fully exposed erection.

“I-it was nothing! H-happy to help,” Dusk nervously insisted. He’d already had plenty of sex with AJ and his other girlfriends, but he still got anxious when their amorous moods compelled them to act like mares, so to speak. “Th-that’s just something a g-good boyfriend does, r-right?”

“Maybe, but a good girlfriend returns the favor, ‘n Ah’ve waited fer this long enough.” AJ faced Barb, her eyes wordlessly communicating her desires, to which the drake beamed and nodded her blessing. Now, meeting Dusk’s eyes again, the earth mare laid out the facts. “Yer mah stallion, ‘n it’s high time Ah put ya where stallions belong.”

With no possible way to misunderstand AJ’s intent, Dusk swallowed his apprehension and nodded.

Apple Jack didn’t wait a second long as she parted her lips and slipped Dusk’s nose into her mouth. His chin touched her tongue, and she moaned. Of course, she’d tasted him plenty of times already, but it was different now that they were going all the way. There was a sense of imminent completion and rightness as she pushed on the back of her boyfriend’s head. Her mouth effortlessly stretched around that which it was designed to eat, taking Dusk’s face. AJ had to angle the stallion’s head to the side to maneuver around the horn, but it slipped into her cheek just as easily. Meanwhile, the large mare’s hooves caressed her smaller counterpart’s body. Dusk was so skinny and utterly helpless in her grasp, making AJ moan and drool around her morsel. Centuries of instinct told her that a creature this small, cute, and delicious belonged where she was about to send him, and she was happy to comply.

The stallion kept his eyes closed as the happy sounds vibrated around him, and wet saliva splashed his face. Knowing it was AJ made him love every moment, especially when he felt his larger counterpart’s hooves caress do their thing, teasing his flanks, balls, and cock. Dusk recognized her expert touch, edging him to orgasm without going too far. She didn’t want him to blow his load until his dick was in her mouth, which was fine by him. Dusk wanted AJ to enjoy him, so he humped into her touch, showing his willingness to satisfy her desires. After all, he was a stallion, and stallions loved being swallowed by mares. However, as AJ’s first swallow brought his nose into her throat, he wondered why his girlfriend suddenly gave a surprised squeak, but it wasn’t hard to guess.

Barb had planned to hold back for as long as possible to let the pair enjoy their first time, but she could only resist for so long at seeing her beloved Dusk disappear into the sexy earth mare’s maw. Returning the favor, the drake came up behind the orange mare and lavishly licked her ample ass cheeks. Her long, slender tongue alternated between probing the ponut and penetrating the pussy. The latter was her favorite, as Apple Jack had been utterly gushing ever since she first brought Dusk into her maw. Barb moaned sympathetically; seeing her favorite stallion get eaten got her just as wet. In gratitude, the drake reached beneath the orange mare to fondle her crotch boobs.

AJ began swallowing faster than she’d intended. Barb’s touch was too good, making it difficult for the mare to focus on drawing things out. Instincts told her that she had to finish Dusk before another mare stole him, so she brought his barrel into her mouth. His belly tasted incredible, and she extended her tongue for her true prize a few inches ahead. Apple Jack flicked Dusk’s cock, making them both shiver in delight. He stretched her throat so perfectly as drool dribbled across his back legs and middle. Finally, another swallow brought the stallion’s penis into her hungry hole.

Dusk went off in an instant. He was a little ashamed, but that didn’t last long as the intensity of his girlfriend’s happy scream reverberated around him. She loved his taste, and he loved that he’d made her so happy. Even as his orgasm petered out, the little stallion never stopped humping. The broad tongue was just as relentless as it squeezed his meat pole like a python, milking him for every last drop as the rest of him slipped ever deeper into the constricting throat.

When no more cum came forth, AJ threw her head back to enlist gravity in finishing the job. She swallowed only a few more times before widening her throat enough to let nature take its course. Barb’s snout came into view in time to watch the last of Dusk’s hooves and tail disappear down the earth mare’s throat. Grinning, she closed her mouth for one final swallow, and opened wide to show he was all gone.

Again, driven by horny impatience, Barb attacked AJ’s lips, her tongue invading the smaller female’s mouth to greedily steal any lingering patches of Dusk’s flavor. The earth mare fought back with equal passion, overcome with the need to assert her claim over the stallion. Also, Barb was a damn good kisser. Meanwhile, hooves and claws moved to the orange mare’s swollen belly, pressing firmly to feel the new passenger’s meager squirms.

Dusk was in no mood to wildly writhe as Barb and other mares said they liked. This new belly was smaller than what he was used to with his drake sister, but still more comfortably spacious than the throat. The small stallion wiggled enough to get cozy as he lay on his back atop the wet and squelching stomach lining. He laughed, announcing, “It smells like apples in here.”

That broke the ladies out of their make-out session as they descended into chortles.

“Wh-what a dork,” Barb giggled, not realizing she’d never stopped rubbing faces with the earth mare.

“Yeah, but he’s our dork,” AJ agreed with a purr. Pulling away to meet the drake’s eyes with her own loving gaze, she said, “Thank ya kindly fer sharin’ ‘im.”

Barb shrugged. “I was a little nervous about someone else finally taking him, but as soon as you got started, well, I think I enjoyed it almost as much as you did.”

“That’s a mighty tall claim, sugar cube,” AJ sighed as she contentedly rubbed her hoof across her bloated middle. “Cuz right now, Ah’m havin’ a hard time rememberin’ the last time Ah felt better.”

“Think you can still move?”

“Course Ah can,” AJ indignantly asserted, only to nuzzle into Barb’s chest. “Ah jus’ don’t wanna right now. This is mah first time vorin’ mah boyfriend, ya know. Can’t we jus’ leave it be?”

“Sure, he’s sleeping, anyway,” Barb softly pointed out. The two females shared a quiet giggle as they made themselves comfortable in one another’s arms, basking in each other’s warmth as Dusk squirmed between them.

“Does he always fall asleep after?” AJ whispered.

“Kinda, yeah. Sorry to say, but his endurance isn’t the best right now.”

“Well, since he’s mah stallion now, too, we’re jus’ gonna have ta fix that,” AJ decisively asserted. “We’re gonna train ‘im up ta last.”

“I look forward to it,” Barb giggled, kissing AJ’s cheek as they prepared to nod off.

Author's Note

And here we go, going a similar route as I did with My Little Orgy in dividing the third episode into multiple parts. What can I say? The episode is structured in a way that makes this feel rather fitting. Anyway, Dusk is still acclimating to his new situation, but he’s surrounded by a lot of loving ladies willing to help him through the tough stuff. Also, he’s got instincts that he’s politically opposed to, but when push comes to shove, he’s as helpless as the rest of them.

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