Apple of His Eye

Chapters

Last Night at Sweet Apple Acres
Wingin' It
Interlude: How Many Rooms?
Buttering Him Up
Butterfly-Zebra Sandwich
Interlude: Surprise at Dusk
An Apple Fallen Far From the Tree
A Bright New Future

Last Night at Sweet Apple Acres

Author's Note

Disclaimer: Violence tag is primarily for this chapter for past reference and detailed depiction of assault with no injury afterwards. Racism, homophobia, discrimination against open relationships depicted primarily in this chapter.

Pairing: Zecora/Applejack
Also contains sneaky exhibitionism, blowjobs, doggy style, anal, shower sex, facefucking, followed by breaking news, complex family drama, generational trauma, grieving of deceased loved ones, paranoia, dysfunctional family members + accepting family members.

Last Night at Sweet Apple Acres

“Nnnngh, fuck, oh holy shit Zecora don’t fucking stop~”

Applejack’s green eyes rolled to the back of his head as he had his forehooves pressed against the trunk of one of the apple trees deep within Sweet Apple Acres. They had the discreetness to make sure that it wasn’t anywhere close to the barn itself, and Zecora kept a close eye for anypony that could’ve been walking towards them. But the normally insanely reserved dom earth pony couldn’t have fallen further from who he once was over the past two months. The normally muscular body he had consistently maintained from working nearly every day from sunup to sundown had loosened as his limbs went from jacked to moderately muscular, still stronger than the average earth pony. He had gained several pounds, a lot of that fat landing in his rear as he spent far less days working and more days going out on dates with the herd and/or getting absolutely railed by his lovely new Zebra Master.

However, while making out with the once hotheaded Rainbow Blitz and even blowing each other off many times, Applejack didn't so much as go beyond a kiss with Butterscotch after that night. The plushy yet dominant yellow pegasus kept to the comfort of fucking Rainbow Blitz and Elusive, while getting fucked by Zecora many times. They still witnessed each other getting fucked as they were part of the same orgies being in the same herd, but if Applejack had to guess, it was one thing to forgive somepony for hurting you and another entirely to be in a romantic and sexual relationship with them. Applejack wasn’t wounded by it, knowing that being with Butterscotch completely like he was with Zecora was something to be earned and not something that he was merely entitled to being in the herd. The orange farmpony wanted it to happen naturally, knowing that it’d be all the greater when it finally happened.

Applejack’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head as he tried not to bray into the sky with how good the dicking was, gritting his teeth as he blushed heavily and felt his untouched dick throb and drip with pre-cum. Zecora’s midnight black zebra meat was stuffing Applejack’s dark orange asshole to the brim with his fat zebra balls slapping against the farmpony’s pathetic little oranges, the big striped behemoth grunting and huffing as he fucked the orange stallion like a beast possessed. Applejack’s longer blonde mane, something he let grow out happily since becoming Zecora’s bitch, had his signature hat on top even though that wouldn’t last long. Zecora leaned forward, grabbing Applejack’s Stetson hat with his teeth as he tossed it to the side and into the grass where it remained. Applejack was very much used to this, finding it degrading whenever his past sexual partners tried to do the same gesture to be sexy. But when Zecora did it, it very much felt like his right to do so. His tail had also grown longer as well in addition to his mane.

Applejack glanced out of the corner of his eye between euphoric and mind-numbing thrusts to see the wheelbarrow full of apples, including the ones from the tree they were fucking against. It blew the orange farmpony’s mind that they somehow got all that apple-bucking done with the amount of “breaks” that they took. With Big Mae and her boy-toy off on the other side of Sweet Apple Acres and Apple Buck with their grandfather, Applejack got to truly savor the plowing that Zecora was delivering to him. Zecora snorted and enjoyed the pounding he was giving Applejack, knowing that he could be a bit rougher with the farmpony due to his earth pony body and his growing penchant for bondage and taking it rough. Knowing the different ways to properly fuck his polycule, from being flexible with Butterscotch, being very deviant with Rainbow Blitz, and fucking Elusive as his exotic Prince, Zecora’s zebradom was slightly tailored to fit what each of his subs wanted out of him. And Applejack’s deep-seated desire to be fully controlled in his life and give it all up to a generous Master? That was something Zecora was more than happy to give.

Though Zecora knew that with the sun setting, he would have to finish up and rip off the band-aid of what they planned on doing when returning to the barn. Pushing those thoughts to the side, Zecora sped up his thrusts and delighted in the whimpers of his more feminine earth pony, watching in real time as he was about to break.

“Oh fuck, yes please make this zebra mare cum without her clit being touched!” Applejack begged, raising his voice but making sure not to scream even in his neediest moments. He was starting to feel his orgasm rising to the surface, the absolute destruction on his p-spot demanding that he cum the only way he was allowed as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. The pleasure was maddening, he was no longer able to think, as his tongue lolled out of his mouth and he drooled into the grass. Applejack brayed, unable to contain himself as he nearly blacked out when he came. He cut off his bray as quickly as he could, cumming pathetic ropes of earth pony seed into the grass as he pressed his blushing cheek against the roughness of the tree bark while panting like a bitch. Zecora kept pounding him at the same pace, arguably having sped up a bit at having made his femcolt cum, while Applejack remained blissfully half-aware and just taking it as he should.

Applejack couldn’t get enough, feeling his fatter apple-marked ass ripple with the savage plaps Zecora gave like a carnal machine until Zecora huffed and snorted once more when he filled Applejack to the brim as he hilted his newest femcolt. Leaning forward and biting Applejack’s neck, the orange femcolt yelped and shuddered as his “clit” twitched hard from the sudden flash of pressure while feeling that hot superior zebra cum flooding his backdoor and marking him once more. There was no more dominant pony here, no suitor to claim Elusive anymore as he was simply a bitch alongside the same Master. Even the days when they were buddies were long in the past, their dynamic having drastically changed even if the general friendliness remained intact. Zecora sighed with warm content as he emptied his balls into Applejack again, having dedicated the entire day to helping and fucking and helping the Element of Honestly only. Butterscotch was busy teaching at the School of Friendship, and Rainbow Blitz and Elusive? Well, they were up to a whole different project entirely as of a few days ago, and the zebra stud couldn’t be more proud of their initiative.

With the hut being the size Zecora was content with as a single bachelor, that was no longer the case as he now had four ponies as his subs, lovers, and property. Simply put, the zebra stallion needed a much bigger place for him and his ponies to call home, and that’s where Rainbow Blitz and Elusive came in. With a love for design, and a love for getting stuff done fast, Rainbow Blitz and Elusive were a team to be reckoned with. The white unicorn made sure to hire a group of construction workers, and interior designers, while Rainbow Blitz managed them most of the time with maintaining the utmost efficiency. With a lot of the crew having upscale magic, a lot of the building work was already done and it was merely testing out different parts of the house to make sure it was stable and sound. And for the next couple of weeks, there were substitute teachers for some of Zecora’s subs except for Butterscotch who insisted on being there while the two subs were overseeing a new house and Applejack was overseeing dropping some serious news on his family. Though in a couple days, Applejack would return to his teaching duties.

“Fuck, your bray not getting us caught was quite some luck,” Zecora laughed as he wasted no time sliding his cock out of Applejack’s backdoor. Stray drops of his zebra seed fell from his flaccid cock and into the grass as Zecora glanced behind him for quick measure before turning back around and smacking Applejack’s ass. “Now let’s go and take a shower to appear well, so that your family isn’t able to tell~”

“Y-Yes, that sounds like a great idea,” Applejack shakily got off the tree, feeling his backdoor gaping in absence of the fat zebra cock that fucked him over and over again. He missed it, tempted to seduce Zecora into fucking him a second round. But he knew the big burly stud would need a few minutes to recover, so he trotted towards the wheelbarrow full of apples and hooked himself onto it before galloping down the hill. “Last stallion to reach the barn sucks the other’s dick!”

“Rich words from somepony carrying the weight of a wheelbarrow,” Zecora scoffed, his heart fluttering as the strong friendship that they had for many months was still very much intact. He loved Butterscotch, who subconsciously would always be his favorite, but Applejack came as a very close second considering how well they got along platonically before developing a proper relationship. He stood there not moving for several seconds as Applejack galloped fast towards the barn even with the wheelbarrow attached to him, humming a tune to himself, before Zecora laughed and galloped after him. Applejack was close to the barn, victory in his eyes as he imagined that against all odds, he would win as he’d touch the barn and Zecora would suck his cock for the first time.

Then, in lightning speed, Zecora flashed past him and pressed both forehooves against the red wall of the barn with a growing smirk.

“I even gave you a generous headstart, though you knew I’d be the winner deep down in your heart~” Zecora laughed, removing his forehooves off the barn wall and trotting towards Applejack with a glint in his cyan eyes. Applejack stepped forward, his heart racing from more than just the gallop to the barn as he moved forward at the same time as Zecora. Their lips connected, Zecora’s heavy zebra musk overpowering Applejack’s nostrils as he eagerly submitted to the zebra’s tongue swirling around his own. With a sudden jolt of realization, Applejack pulled away with his eyes wide.

“We forgot mah hat!” Applejack gasped.

“Don’t you have a collection of them in your room? There’s no need for that sense of gloom,” Zecora reassured Applejack, who chuckled and nodded in agreement before he unhooked the wheelbarrow and began to bring the apples inside with one foreleg curled against his chest. Zecora helped, and watched as the rest of the apples in the wheelbarrow lit up with a magenta hue of magic. The big zebra stallion looked over his shoulder to see a certain svelte pink femcolt’s horn lit up with magic as he trotted down the hill.

“You two should really let me take care of these, I’m the one with the horn!” Sugar Beau giggled, eyeing Zecora up and down as he got closer. “And uh, probably shower before they spot you both, I can smell you from here!”

“Oh shit, thanks,” Zecora’s eyes widened as he even forgot to rhyme, tossing his apples back into the wheelbarrow for the pink femcolt to get later. He rushed inside and waited till Applejack placed the apples in the fridge to pull the orange stallion to his side as they rushed into the bathroom, thanking his lucky stars that Applejack’s family hadn’t started cooking yet. Closing the bathroom door and locking it, Zecora exhaled a huge breath of relief that he didn’t even know he was holding in.

“We should really stop chancing it like that, your whole family doesn’t need to know you’re a submissive brat,” Zecora groaned as he looked up at the ceiling and rolled his eyes with the brief headache that rolled and passed.

“Maybe you should stop pinning me against trees n’ dirt if ya feel so strongly about it,” Applejack smirked, turning around and flashing his ponut as he moved his long blonde tail to the side. Zecora bit his lip, feeling himself starting to get hard again as the orange stallion played at his carnal weaknesses. While powerful in his dominance, Zecora had a much harder time restraining himself as he had his pick of four submissives now. He felt invincible in his capabilities, having the better number of the Elements of Harmony under his sexual spell, though he felt unable to stop at this rate. Would Dusk Shine and Bubble Berry be next? Would they eventually succumb to his Zebrican charms? Zecora snorted hungrily as he couldn’t stop himself, smacking Applejack’s bubbly apple ass with a sharp thwack with little concern if anypony in the barn heard or not.

“You could just wait a few hours longer, and we can have all the fun we want without sneaking around like first loves,” Zecora’s frustration stopped him from rhyming for a brief pause, still getting hard by the moment as he rushed over to the shower stall and turning on the water to allow it to get hot. He stared intently at the water, taking a few deep breaths as he was becoming more and more welcome to the idea of giving Applejack what he wanted one more time before they broke the news. After all, it was no guarantee that Applejack’s entire family was going to take it well and Zecora wanted to relieve his sub’s stress as much as possible up until that point. Turning around and getting a faceful of Applejack’s fat ass, the orange stallion wiggled his cheeks as he smirked at Zecora.

“Yer sure that’s how ya want to go about it~?” Applejack asked with a wink, and Zecora took a deep breath as he pressed a forehoof against the orange stallion’s apple cutie mark. Zecora patted Applejack’s cutie mark a couple more times as he turned around and walked into the shower as he stared his orange femcolt up and down.

“Why don’t we start washing ourselves up at least a little,” Zecora muttered, barely hearing himself as his mind was getting locked in on his apple stallion’s enchanting charm running circles around his brain. Only a couple months in, Applejack was already doing stuff to him he didn’t see cumming. Zecora beckoned Applejack with a forehoof as he continued. “Clean up all the cum and spittle.”

“Yes, Master~” Applejack turned around and trotted towards Zecora in the shower, blushing at how the zebra stallion’s normally big mohawk fell against the side of his head from the hot water cascading down his muscular figure. He grabbed the green apple-scented soap from the side of the shower stall before running it through his orange fur while Zecora worked on rubbing shampoo through his sub’s long blonde mane. The few minutes of quiet would’ve calmed Zecora down if it weren’t for the fact that his long zebra pillar was resting in the middle of Applejack’s orange ass cheeks. His footlong dick was completely hard at that point, Applejack’s sinful teasing playing on repeat in his head, and Zecora was almost completely certain that the orange stallion could feel his dom’s dick nestled in his ass.

“It’s going to be a lot to deal with later,” Applejack admitted, trying not to think of the anxiety-inducing possibilities that had wracked his mind over the past several days. “And ah would like to know if ya like to be serviced, Master, it’s okay if you don’t want to do that here.”

“It’s not like a sub like you could make me do anything I don’t want to,” Zecora smiled as he pulled his dick away from Applejack’s cheeks, watching as his sub turned around and looked up at him with his bright green eyes. “But relieving stress is something I want to do…”

Zecora didn’t really want to get Applejack braying in the barn where they’d almost definitely get caught, so this time, the big zebra stallion stood up on his hindlegs as quietly as possible. Placing his forehooves against the wall of the shower, Zecora brought his fully erect cock to press against Applejack’s lips as he felt the orange stallion start sucking on him right away. Zecora sighed and closed his eyes as Applejack took inch after inch of his black dick past his lips and down his throat, getting almost all of it inside before moving back until only the tip was in his mouth. He moved back into the same spot, and repeated, until the orange stallion was bobbing his muzzle up and down Zecora’s cock while the big zebra simply remained in place and relaxed. Eventually, as he’d get close, Zecora knew the session would end in him facefucking his sub. But for the moment, Zecora took deep breaths and felt his concerns for the future slipping away as he enjoyed the hot warm pleasure of a mouth around his bitchbreaker.

“Glk glk glk,” Applejack sloppily made sounds around Zecora’s dick, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he worked his Master’s dick automatically while savoring his own dark orange cock getting hard from blatantly servicing his dom in the bathroom of the barn. Zecora felt this go on for a few moments longer before he decided to take control of the situation.

“Time for you to remain in place, as I bestow to you my Zebrican form of grace~” Zecora huffed, ready to ‘punish’ Applejack for his insolent teasing and seduction in such an inappropriate place and time. Applejack was more than ready, stopping his sucking on his Master’s cock as he remained still and breathed intently in and out from his nostrils. The morning before Zecora had showed up, Applejack took his daily potion to ensure his throat wouldn’t be destroyed and sore beyond belief by the zebra’s big fat cock. So just the breathing and remaining still was the only real pressure to the situation as Zecora slowly pulled out till only the tip of his dick was inside Applejack’s mouth, like the moment of silence before a battering ram attacked. Applejack was hyper-aware of each moment he had before Zecora would put him in his place and unleash an onslaught of thrusts that’d wreck his mind and most likely would make him cum without his dick being so much as touched.

Applejack’s long blonde tail wagged back and forth in anticipation, and Zecora snorted as he slammed his entire cock inside the orange stallion’s muzzle. His fat zebra balls slapped against Applejack’s chin like plapping thunder before he swiftly pulled back and slammed forward again, the loud sound of the shower water falling upon both of their furry bodies being their saving grace that kept anypony from hearing them. Applejack moaned as Zecora moved in a swift and ravenous blur, ready to claim the orange farmpony for the sixth time that day alone. What turned on the orange stallion even more was the fact that they’d fucked more in one day than Applejack had fucked any single one of his past partners. Zecora was truly a paragon of masculinity and carnal prowess, and Applejack couldn’t see it working out with anypony else no matter what happened in the future. He’d just be broken and sexually unsatisfied without Zecora to guide him into the light.

“This is so fucking hot, just letting yourself be facefucked like a little thot,” Zecora sneered. “Though you’ll need to stop moaning or else I’m going to have to stop, and give myself a quick clop.”

Applejack’s eyes widened with realization that he was moaning in the first place, his heart nearly stopping with fear of getting caught as he stopped and desperately contained himself as he was moments away from cumming. He was dancing upon severe arousal and modesty for the last night he would need to, especially with the big decision he’d come to make up his mind on that would be life-changing. Zecora kept passionately ravaging his mouth and throat as he facefucked the stallion without remorse, Applejack feeling his jaw nearly stretched to its reasonable limit as he desperately fought his body to make sure that his teeth didn’t scrap against Zecora’s dick. This certainly wasn’t something he would’ve done for the stallions he had hooked up with before, though for Zecora, Applejack not only did it but did such a depraved act with insane euphoria lighting up his entire body. He felt more happier at the receiving end of his powerful and wise zebra than he ever had saving Equestria or spending time with the other Elements. Barely managing to keep himself from braying, Applejack whined a little as he came hot white seed to the bottom of the stall and down the drain.

“Good femcolt, that’s how you handle a sexual jolt,” Zecora snickered, proud of Applejack for managing to keep his voice down almost completely as he slapped his balls against the underside of the orange farmpony’s muzzle a few more times before he hilted his entire zebra cock inside the stallion’s mouth and throat as he sighed and began to unload his ropes of superior seed. Applejack moaned a little, feeling those ropes of zebra goodness land directly in his stomach and blessing his body for nearly a minute before his stretched jaw was finally given a break as Zecora pulled his cock out of the orange stallion’s muzzle. Applejack took large breaths in and out as he gasped for air, his blush starting to subside as Zecora smiled and moved around his sub as best he could in the shower stall. He grabbed the soap, vigorously washing Applejack’s rear to make him as presentable as possible.

After a while, Zecora and Applejack were not only washed, but dry and had their manes brushed and looking presentable for his family. Even if Grandpa Smith seemed irked very much by Zecora’s presence, something the big striped stud didn’t fully understand, he was still surprised to see just how seriously the Apple family took the title of Honorary Apple. He was always automatically invited by Applejack and the others to be part of family dinner, even Grandpa Smith was too grateful for Zecora’s help to be rude and turn him away.

They had stepped out, with Big Mae already almost done with the food, though Applejack and Zecora were quick to step to the big red mare’s aid and sort everything into plates for all six ponies. Grandpa Smith fixed his scowl to not be glaring at Zecora, the skinny green stallion sitting at the end of the table while Apple Buck was sitting at the other end. Big Mae took her seat beside her coltfriend on one side of the table, while Applejack and Zecora sat with their plates on the other side of the table across from them. To everypony in the table, it was abundantly obvious that they had started seeing each other. Applejack had made a loud announcement the day he went out on a date with Elusive, after all. But what Applejack planned on saying, nopony was expecting.

The six of them tucked into their food, making small talk here and there as Grandpa Smith mostly kept quiet as he did over the past two months. Applejack didn’t see that he was going to talk anytime soon, so he took a deep breath and decided his path of full honesty was the best one to take.

“Ah’m going to be moving to Zecora’s hut,” Applejack announced, getting wide eyes from everypony at the table except for Zecora. Still, the orange stallion continued. “Well, to the new big house that Rainbow Blitz and Elusive are overseeing close to Twilight’s castle and the School of Friendship. But obviously the hut until the new place is finished. Ah’m rambling, mah point is ah’m moving out of the barn. Most ponies move out from their family’s place anyhow, and Zecora’s potions have ensured that the barn practically runs itself! All it needs is one or two ponies to keep it going. And even if ah don’t show up every week, Zecora still will show up every week so long as y’all keep paying him a percentage of the profits. Same as normal. But yeah, ah’m moving out. So…”

“You don’t have to explain it,” Big Mae smiled generously at her smaller brother as she looked down at him. “We know all of this already, except the moving out part. We’re happy for you, you’ve done so much for the farm and Equestria. You deserve to sit back and enjoy a relationship for yourself.”

“Me and Big Mae will run everything, and Apple Buck will take on more responsibility as he gets older,” Sugar Beau reassured Applejack. “And our foals will carry on the farm too when we’re all gone. There’ll always be Apples running the farm, but not every single one is required to. That just wouldn’t be fair.”

“Ah don’t mind doing it whenever we’re not helping ponies get their cutie marks!” Apple Buck quipped. “Ah’m happy for you, Applejack! As long as ya still visit me every once in a while!”

Applejack and Zecora looked expectantly at Grandpa Smith, whose attempts at masking his own glare were long since abandoned as he glared at the big zebra stallion with full ire before looking to his granddaughter and her coltfriend.

“Alright, one of y’all better get Apple Buck out of here,” Grandpa Smith scoffed. “He shouldn’t be here for what ah gotta say, and ah’ll say it regardless of if he’s here or not so don’t test me.”

“Okay, sorry Apple Buck,” Sugar Beau shook his head as he got out of his chair and magically lifted the young colt out the door. The pink stallion femcolt glanced over, disappointed in Grandpa Smith, before both him and his marefriend’s brother were out of the barn and out of hearing range. Big Mae refused to move from her spot, glaring at Grandpa Smith as she had long since known just about what he was going to say. Zecora turned to look at his newest sub’s grandfather, his demeanor softening significantly as his shoulders dropped and his frown grew. He knew in Equestria that herds weren’t the norm, and Grandpa Smith had to be hurting with the growing idea that Applejack was used goods and wouldn’t be romanced or get a chance to be himself. And with Applejack abandoning a lot of his old traditions and sense of self, Zecora couldn’t blame Grandpa Smith for thinking this way!

Though, problems within the old stallion that were deep-rooted such as his outdated views on zebras had no real excuse.

“Grandpa Smith, you’ve seen how dedicated I’ve been to making sure your family is happy and fed, long before Applejack joined the herd I’ve so far led,” Zecora explained. “A player would not go to such painstaking lengths to get in between his flanks, sorry for being so frank.”

“Are ya sure about that?” Grandpa Smith scoffed. “Based on what ah’ve heard from the likes of y’all, Rainbow Blitz and Butterscotch’s relationship was on the brink of ending, and Elusive was overworked and dealing with crippling loneliness. Now you prey on a stallion that loved that fella for years after saving his family from financial ruin. If ya ask me, that seems carefully constructed and intentionally executed. Listen Zecora, ah’m old and that means ah see shit these young’uns don’t see. Ah’m not stupid.”
“Sir, they all came to me, not the other way around you see,” Zecora corrected the old green stallion as he shook his head.

“And you took advantage of their need for help?” Grandpa Smith snorted. “Shame on you, this is why we should’ve kept honest and hardworking earth ponies in the family.”

“Excuse me?” Big Mae’s eyes flashed wide, moving out of her chair and towering over her grandfather.

“You sit down, yer lucky ah even let that unicorn in this barn,” Grandpa Smith scoffed. “Thinkin’ he’s better than us with that magic of his, never able to understand the hard work we’ve committed to everyday without those shortcut spells to make everythin’ easier. At least he’s got a good heart and means well, and isn’t taking you away from the family farm, even if he’s an arrogant unicorn. But this zebra-”

Grandpa Smith glared at Zecora, who didn’t rise to the challenge like Big Mae did, but met his eyes as he sat there and listened.

“-has brought nothing but corruption that has made my grandson lose all the values he once held dear,” Grandpa Smith snapped, and Applejack finally felt the need to speak up.

“Don’t you think that after saving Equestria several times, ah’ve earned some type of enjoyment for mahself, or after Zecora has made our profits explode several times over?” Applejack protested, trying to understand how his grandfather couldn’t at least be grateful enough to Zecora for appearances. Grandpa Smith’s ears flattened as his muzzle scrunched up as he looked down at his half-eaten dinner.

“We wouldn’t have needed to resort to accepting the help of a zebra if your parents hadn’t died,” Grandpa Smith shook his head, his eyes watering as he took shuddering deep breaths. “Ah’ve tried mah damn best to keep us thriving but we’ve barely been able to stay afloat. Such a horrible tragedy, and it might as well have destroyed the entire family with such a devastating loss. If they were still here, they would’ve never allowed their daughter to bring home a unicorn, let alone their oldest son with a zebra that’ll just treat him like another piece of meat.”

Grandpa Smith let tears fall down his face as he glared at his grandson, challenging him to say something as the scrawny green stallion was grieving. Applejack felt his heart pounding in his chest, his mind feeling violated with the growing insults to Zecora and the assertion that Pear Butter and Bright Mac would’ve hated the stallion he had fallen in love with. He almost didn’t want to challenge his clear racist grandfather, seeing in his shattered gaze that he was suffering from the same loss he was. With a sudden jolt, Grandpa Smith’s eyes widened as he shook his head and glared at Zecora.

“It’s even worse than ah thought,” the green stallion stood up and stomped towards the zebra stallion. “You just needed to claim a stallion that didn’t have a fatherly role model in his life, didn’t you? Saw that none of his coltfriends were doing it for him, and you had to swoop him up because he had no parents to teach him right from wrong?! You don’t need to rub it in that his grandfather couldn’t protect him, because ah’ll do it right here and now!”

“Grandpa, enough!” Applejack shouted, though Zecora got out of his chair and braced himself for the old stallion’s blows to the zebra’s chest and forelegs. Being significantly taller than the green stallion, Zecora lifted his head high to dodge the blows the old stallion was trying to deliver to his face. He swung and hit as hard as he could, only for his feeble blows to bounce off Zecora’s body like steel.

“Hit me back you disgusting striped beast, you’ve already stolen mah family from me!” Grandpa Smith bellowed.

“I will not,” Zecora planted his hooves as firmly into the wooden floor as possible, continuing to brace himself for each blow until Big Mae rushed forward and hooked her muscular forelegs around her grandfather and pulled him off the zebra stallion with ease. Grandpa Smith stopped struggling almost instantly, not willing to accidentally hurt his granddaughter even at his worst. Even if his grandson was another story. Big Mae glared down at the green stallion that had been disgusted with the stallion that she loved most, though she felt torn with the fact that this was her family. Somepony held dear. Applejack got up from the chair and rushed to Zecora’s side as he leaned against the tall zebra stallion.

“Zecora, ah-”

“It’s okay, I wouldn’t ever ask you to ‘protect’ me from your family,” Zecora flicked Applejack’s tail gently with his own as he nodded at Grandpa Smith. “I do apologize that this conversation didn’t go better, maybe next time I’ll bring a really nice sweater.”

“And Grandpa?” Applejack waited till the green stallion turned to look at his grandson. “For the record, Zecora saved us from financial ruin because Butterbat was the one who caused it and he was making up for what he did. And Zecora didn’t even know ah liked Elusive till long after they started dating, these events all just happened the way they did and that’s not his fault.”

“And what about yer parents?” Grandpa Smith scoffed.

“That’s just an outdated stereotype about gay guys, that they all don’t have father figures,” Applejack rolled his eyes, slapping his forehead with his hoof and shaking his head before placing his forehoof back on the wooden floor. “Ah’d still keep trying to win ya over on this, but after assaulting mah partner, yer kind of lucky he’d even still come over to the barn with the potions!”

“Since that has come up today, I would like to say I’m going to hire a mail-pony to come here in my place for several months after my current stay,” Zecora narrowed his eyes the tiniest fraction, anger slipping not because of Grandpa Smith’s assault, but because of the trauma that he had inflicted on his own family. He knew that while Applejack wouldn’t cry in front of his family, Zecora was well aware that the orange stallion was hurting far more than he’d let on. Nudging Applejack towards the door gently, Zecora exhaled sharply as he was finding it harder to mask his explosive anger. Applejack refused to look at his grandfather, feeling a waterfall of grief held in as he refused to show the old stallion how horribly he scarred him.

Then, Grandpa Smith shouted after Applejack as he walked out the door with Zecora walking beside him.

“Ah see him holding back his anger, don’t come crying to me when he leaves you with a black eye!”

Zecora gritted his teeth, and restrained himself from slamming the door closed with his back leg to prove Grandpa Smith’s point. Though apparently that wouldn’t be necessary as Applejack’s green eyes shot wide open as he whirled around and galloped back into the barn, shouting at his grandfather.

“Don’t worry, Grandpa Smith, he isn’t anything like you.”

Zecora’s anger melted away in an instant, turning around and looking at Applejack in a mixture of shock and amazement at the orange stallion’s bravery. Applejack didn’t even bother to slam the door like last time, his head held high as he used his blonde tail to close the door normally as the couple trotted through the hills with neither Big Mae or Grandpa Smith following them. Zecora gulped as he knew that Applejack wasn’t going to be in good spirits for a while, let alone in the mood. Though that was the least of his concerns as he glanced down at Applejack.

“You…you never told me about that,” Zecora muttered, blushing a little as he took in Applejack’s downcast expression. “Does he, has he ever-”

“He doesn’t believe in hitting foals or mares,” Applejack shook his head as he answered Zecora’s question. “He never laid a hoof on me until ah was an adult, and that was after…after ah came out as gay.”

Zecora glanced over his shoulder at the barn, and Applejack gently bumped into the zebra’s shoulder as he smiled at his Zebrican Master.

“Don’t, there’s no point in hashing out since it was before the two of us even met,” Applejack sighed. “That uh, doesn’t mean it’s right or nothin. But that…was a lot, acting like ah’ve been ruined because mah parents aren’t around to ‘stop’ anything.”

“I’m sure they were too sweet to think such awful thoughts,” Zecora reassured Applejack, and the orange stallion nodded slowly as they’d left Sweet Apple Acres. The feeling of his hooves leaving the soil, not to return on a daily basis anymore, didn’t feel as hard as it would before. If anything, Applejack felt a weight lifted off of him. He didn’t have to carry a family legacy on his back anymore. He didn’t have to pretend to be this perfect Element of Harmony.

He could be honest.

And the emotions of everything that had happened hit him like a sack of bricks as tears poured down his face, Zecora’s eyes flashing wide as he leaned against Applejack as they entered the Everfree Forest.

“Hey, it’s alright,” Zecora reassured Applejack as best he could, even if the big zebra stud felt his heart twisting at Applejack’s loud heaving the moment they had left the farm. “We can still visit them every so often-”

“No, it’s not that ah miss the farm,” Applejack shook his head as he gulped at the realization, the words of stinging honesty something that might’ve defied his family far more than dating a polyamorous zebra did. “It’s that ah was never happy there.”

“Oh,” Zecora left it at that, not wanting to sway his dearest friend’s opinion as he waited for Applejack to continue.

“Ah loved mah family, at least my siblings and Sugar Beau,” Applejack explained with a shuddery breath. “But the constant work, even after saving Equestria several times over, was tearing me apart. Ah had no love life, barely even had time to hang out with friends. Had to deal with months of Grandpa Smith going from blatantly homophobic to pretending like he accepted me the whole fucking time. Only for him to jump and backtrack the moment ah decide yer what ah want. Ah don’t know what mah cutie mark is any good for if ah don’t want to buck apples anymore.”

Zecora thought back to how Rainbow Blitz abandoned the Wonderbolts completely, somehow still finding meaning in his cutie mark in having flashy colorful outfits thanks to Elusive. He knew that Applejack certainly didn’t want to work anymore, not the vigorous and brutal way he did before from sunup to sundown. But he and the herd had to figure out how to give him meaning again, and that was easier said than done. All Zecora could do now was be the pillar of emotional stability he had steeled himself to be over the past year and a half since he began this herd.

Zecora gently nibbled and kissed Applejack’s blonde hair and orange-furred ears as they had reached the hut, surprisingly empty considering Butterscotch passing out at his own cottage and the other subs working on the new house. Considering Applejack was red-eyed and had nostrils filled with blubbery snot, Zecora determined that to be for the best as he opened the door for his sub and allowed Applejack inside. The orange stallion passed Zecora’s cauldron and made a beeline for the bed that was made by one of the subs, something the zebra stallion made sure was done by one of them every morning. Applejack walked past it to the bathroom, washing his face for a couple of minutes before shaking off the droplets from his fur and jumping on the bed.

Zecora was glancing over his potion shelf when he heard Applejack whine.

“Is everything alright, shall I hold you for the rest of the night?” Zecora asked.

“Yes please,” Applejack groaned. “Ah forgot mah hat again.”

Zecora giggled quietly to himself, guessing that Applejack would likely not desire wearing it anymore now that he was a new pony. Though, for tonight, Zecora understood as he walked to the bedroom with different intent than normal. Instead of pounding his newest sub, Zecora closed the door behind him and got into bed with the orange stallion, draped over him and whispering sweet nothings as the painful energy of the day temporarily faded into the wind and into a dark and welcoming sleep.

Wingin' It

Author's Note

Pairing: Zecora/Butterscotch
Contains insecurities/doubt, serious conversation about another herd member, sex in the forest, blowjob, wingjob, doggy style, anal, and planned future seduction of another herd member~

Wingin' It

With the cottage being considerably closer to the School of Friendship, as well as giving Zecora and Applejack space depending on how giving the news to his family would’ve gone, Butterscotch got a quick bite to eat and flew back to check on his animals before crashing in a blurry sleep of tangled wings on his couch. With the crowd that was the herd now, the past two months since Applejack had joined had been nothing but either romantic dates or messy orgies. That all changed when all of them determined that there wasn’t enough space on the bed to sleep comfortably, and they couldn’t keep using sleeping bags or taking turns sleeping in their own homes. Rainbow Blitz and Elusive had been busy the past few days, and Zecora and Applejack had been planning on how to break the news to the orange farmpony’s family. Which left Butterscotch who was normally drowning in company by his lonesome and able to properly engage in self-care whenever he wasn’t working at the School of Friendship.

He woke up to the daylight gently fluttering in his window and his animals scattering about, and shortly after he batted his eyelashes open, he heard an expected trio of knocks at the door that he knew would matter little. Sure enough, Eris magically popped into the cottage before Butterscotch could even get up.

“Greetings Scotchie~!” Eris grinned, batting her eyelashes as she flew around the groggy yellow pegasus. Snapping her talon digits, an iced coffee gently landed on the coffee table right in front of the fat-flanked femcolt as he slowly sat up. “I made sure they got extra shots of espresso in there, I know it’s important for you to see how Applejack took…everything.”

“Yeah,” Butterscotch’s eyes briefly widened with the reminder of checking in on Applejack, being the main stallion besides Applejack to check in since his subs were busy. Then again, Butterscotch knew that as of that moment, he didn’t count Applejack as one of his subs since they weren’t like that with each other yet. The two main reasons was that Butterscotch didn’t want to force a full on romance when they had just managed to become friends again, and that he lacked faith in Applejack’s commitment to the herd lifestyle. Butterscotch knew it was definitely rude to say such out loud, but he didn’t think such thoughts maliciously. Applejack was a family stallion above all else, and Butterscotch believed confidently that if any single one of them was against him leaving, the normally tough stallion would buckle and choose his family over the herd. Applejack was easily the most ‘traditional’ in terms of upbringing even despite accepting his homosexuality, and Butterscotch didn’t think that he’d let down the family when family was so inherently important to the orange farmpony.

Butterscotch opened his long wingspan as he lifted the iced coffee with his wings and brought the straw to his lips, pushing aside threatening and nearly overpowering thoughts of Applejack’s grief and possible exit from the herd poisoning the dynamics from the herd. Butterscotch winced, feeling guilt this time as he knew deep down that Applejack would never intentionally hurt the herd.

But he does love Elusive, what if his family convinces him to leave and he wants to take Elusive with him?

Butterscotch truly had grown attracted to Elusive, absolutely railing that shopkeeper into a braying mess and fucking his mouth on the regular too. And when him and Zecora fucked that unicorn at the same time? It was like the stars had aligned, and there wasn’t much better than that. Butterscotch knew that he couldn’t hide his concerns for long, even if they were very likely to be paranoia. And he knew that Applejack wouldn’t like to hear it, which brought about more doubt to Butterscotch’s rampant theories. Finishing the iced coffee, Butterscotch took a shaky deep breath before looking to Eris who was resting on the coffee table like a curled up cat as her amber eyes looked at her femcolt friend curiously.

“Ready?” Eris asked, to which Butterscotch nodded as he watched the Element of Chaos snap her fingers and dissipate the empty cup out of his perceived existence. Butterscotch jumped off the couch and made a beeline for the door, comforted that Eris was already setting up plates and bowls for the animals around the cottage by the time he placed his wing on the door.

“Take care, okay Butterscotch?” Eris asked, and Butterscotch’s heart fluttered with his dear friend’s consideration as he smiled at her before walking out the cottage and closing the door behind him. Opening his wings, Butterscotch trotted towards a patch of grass surrounded by barely any trees before taking off into the sky. Flying past the normal forest and deep into the Everfree, Butterscotch flew into the trees and walked around until parts of the forest became familiar to him. A certain boulder, a set of trees with carvings like Z + R + B and Z + E, and Butterscotch was on the right path towards the hut. Once he had reached it, and walked up to the door and pressed his ear to it while staring up at the dark green of the trees, he heard nothing. He was briefly reminded, staring at a particular branch, of the time he had dominated Rainbow Blitz as a bat pony, before focusing on the absence of sound again. If Zecora and Applejack were fucking like newlyweds, and Butterscotch heard it, that would’ve at least been a good sign that the family had accepted his move to the hut.

Fuck, is Applejack even in the hut or did he choose to stay with his family?

Butterscotch couldn’t take not knowing anymore, and he raised a hoof to the door and knocked on it several times before stopping and waiting.

Several moments passed as Butterscotch stared intently at the door before the door opened, and there was Zecora in his tall and muscular zebra glory. He looked at the yellow pegasus initially with his signature cool gaze that barely spoke of anything, before his stare softened with the recognition of his favorite member of the herd. He took several steps back, and let Butterscotch allow himself into the hut as the zebra stallion closed the door behind him. Butterscotch trotted to the bedroom without skipping a beat, and felt a rush of relief as he saw Applejack sleeping soundly in the bed. And much to his own guilt, a jolt of surprise to him there. Butterscotch heard Zecora walk up behind him and place his forehoof on the pegasus’ shoulder as the yellow femcolt looked to his Master.

“As much as I hate to say it,” Butterscotch took a deep breath before he spoke again. “I genuinely thought he wouldn’t be here. It’s not that I think he doesn’t love being part of the herd…”

“You assumed that he loves his family more, and you’d be right,” Zecora understood as they both turned around and walked away from the bedroom, closing the door to let Applejack finish sleeping. Butterscotch walked alongside him as they left the hut and walked into the regular forest, outside of the Everfree to avoid the timberwolves and other monsters that wandered the dangerous forest. Once they got out of the Everfree, Zecora ended his prolonged pause as he finished elaborating. “Almost his entire family was warm and accepting of him moving in with us and having his own life, where he didn’t even have to buck apples anymore and live more like a housewife. Almost. Grandpa Smith was really mad, and apparently he’d been feeling this way for a while for it to get this bad. He even threw himself at me-”

“Are you okay?!” Butterscotch shouted, his wings opening up from his side as his pupils shrunk, stray feathers flying from his wings as he did so.

“Trust when I say he didn’t even bruise my skin, though emotionally he still traumatized his kin,” Zecora reassured Butterscotch, whose horror turned into fire blazing into his eyes as his wings started shaking and he gritted his teeth. Not having seen such unrestrained fury since the time of Butterbat, Zecora brought his forehoof to his switch’s shoulders as he rubbed him vigorously. “You know that retaliating against a senile stallion deep in his own grief and loss is only going to make a bad situation worse, with Applejack’s parents dying making him think his family is under some type of curse.”

“Oh,” Butterscotch’s anger melted away into a deep pity as he folded his wings back to his side, a lot of his frustration towards Grandpa Smith disappearing as Zecora’s explanation put everything into perspective. “He really must believe he’s failed in protecting his own family cause they’re gone.”

“There’s not much we can do for untreated trauma that runs so deep, only just leaving him be and letting him weep,” Zecora sighed with a shrug. “I can’t exactly try and help a stallion heal when he’s trying and failing to kick my ass, and acting like zebras are a lower class.”

“Yeah, I don’t blame you,” Butterscotch agreed, and the two kept walking this time in silence for a few moments before he looked at Zecora. “I’m really selfish aren’t I? I didn’t even bother to ask if Applejack was okay, only expressing that I had little faith in him.”

“You didn’t have to ask right away, not when you already saw for yourself that he chose to stay,” Zecora pointed out. “But to answer your worry, Applejack did cry the night before so hard that his vision got blurry. He eventually fell asleep peacefully with me in the bed, though as you can see he needs a lot of sleep to help clear his head.”

“And…?” Butterscotch whispered.

“And not only does he not regret having chosen to leave the farm, but he was never truly happy there until he fell for my charm,” Zecora spoke, feeling a tinge of self-aware arrogance as he smirked a little. Something he didn’t want Grandpa Smith to see, as while he wasn’t half as evil as the old coot claimed him to be, he understood the green stallion’s outrage at most of the Elements of Harmony including his grandson giving up their passions and dreams for some fat zebra dick. Butterscotch blushed as Zecora took his forehoof off his shoulders, and the yellow pegasus extended one wing to rest on the zebra’s back. His heart fluttered as he felt truly at ease from what Zecora had to say. Applejack was truly committed to the herd, and wanted to be with them very much. Zecora then turned to his yellow femcolt. “How was work at the School, hopefully your day was a lot more cool?”

“It went about as well as you’d expect from teaching several classes with a few breaks in between,” Butterscotch admitted. “The students paid attention, did their assignments, and it’s pretty heartwarming to see them take to the experiences of kindness in real time. But that’s pretty much the best of it. While I had a great time teaching and everything, I missed you a lot.”

“Isn’t that sweet, so this walk was a nice treat,” Zecora closed his eyes briefly as they kept walking, humming as he felt the soothing touch of Butterscotch’s wing moving up and down. As he felt Butterscotch’s wing tap him briefly, Zecora’s eyes flashed open as he looked at the yellow pegasus. “Yes my love?”

“When was the last time you…” Butterscotch blushed as he moved his wing down to the striped stallion’s firm and muscular rump, patting there briefly before returning to moving his wing around his back. Zecora chuckled a little as he took a deep breath, his exhale temporarily pushing back the stress of Applejack’s family heartache before he smiled at the fat-flanked pegasus of his.

“During the shower before we broke the news, so in the early evening of the night we experienced the blues,” Zecora admitted, watching as Butterscotch gasped and placed his wing over his lips.

“So you haven’t plapped any of us all morning?!” Butterscotch exclaimed as he moved his wing away from his muzzle. “Why didn’t you come to my cottage to take care of your needs?”

“Because I didn’t want Applejack to wake up alone, though perhaps that he should considering he might need time to relax from his tense tone,” Zecora realized, though his heart flickered and hunger raced through his body as he knew instinctively why Butterscotch had become his favorite of the herd. No matter what was happening in their lives, Butterscotch was the most consistent in making sure the zebra stallion’s needs were met in one way or another. A powerful paragon of masculinity and domination always deserved a set of cheeks and ponut to meet his needs, and Zecora saw a very thick tree that reminded him of the tree he pounded Applejack. Trotting ahead of Butterscotch and standing beside the tree of choice, Zecora stood on his hind legs as he rested a forehoof against the tree trunk. “Well why don’t you treat me to one of your famous wingjobs and help me unwind? That, or using those fat cheeks of yours to give my big dick a nice grind~”

“Yes, Master,” Butterscotch fluttered his eyelashes at the bigger zebra stallion as he galloped over to meet the zebra stallion where he was. Zecora moved off the tree trunk briefly so that he could sit down in front of it and lay his back against the bark, taking a deep breath as he savored the hypnotic show of Butterscotch looking at him seductively with his green eyes and saying his absurdly fat butterfly-marked cheeks. Zecora looked at the butterflies moving around them, and smelling the sickly sweet pine of the forest as he savored both the fact that they were outdoors and the fact that they were alone in their sacred privacy at the same time. Applejack would need comfort too, and after their time together, Zecora planned on suggesting to his beloved that he should try his hoof at romancing Applejack properly. His hunch was that it would certainly help in a way that would be even better than just him domming Applejack, giving the orange stallion far more purpose.

Butterscotch laid down in front of Zecora, his muzzle at level with Zecora’s dick as he opened up his feathery soft wings from his sides and brought them to the zebra’s hard cock. The same shade as his zebra stripes, reminding Butterscotch of the striped stallion’s superiority as a powerful and equally eloquent zebra, the yellow pegasus shuddered as he inhaled the air around it and felt the undoing hit him like a loud gong in his desperate horny brain. The stresses that plagued him deeply whenever he wasn’t around Zecora were but a thing of the past, something that never would’ve occurred with Rainbow Blitz alone. Something that they needed for their relationship to not only survive, but thrive, underneath Zecora’s proper direction and leadership.

The musky masculine scent drove the femcolt’s heart pounding like thunder, and his ears flickered with the sounds of nature around him that spoke to his cutie marks. Butterscotch leaned forward and pulled his wings away, even though he realistically could’ve gotten off just smelling Zecora all day, and stuck his tongue out as he moved his tongue from the base close to his balls all the way up from the top where the tip was. Butterscotch sighed and then hummed into the experience, wondering why any of his stresses mattered more than this. This moment, where the world was immersive in deep carnal pleasure and emotional release, was what mattered as any alternate reality that didn’t benefit him slipped away into the mist of simultaneous calm and euphoria. Warm mushiness took over as replacement for his thoughts as he submitted to the Zebra God, closing his eyes as he peppered kisses up and down Zecora’s length several times before moving his head back to the tip and smothering the cock with his mouth. Moving down his mouth till he managed to feel the balls against his lips, Butterscotch was relieved that the potion he normally took every morning for his throat had lasted into the next day, otherwise he would’ve felt instant soreness at such a thick appendage intruding in his throat. Instead, the intense sensation was deeply pleasurable and hitting all the right spots in his body and mind.

“Enjoying yourself quite quickly I can see, it’s very easy to see that this surrender is ironically setting yourself free~” Zecora chuckled as he watched Butterscotch slowly lift his mouth up from the base all the way back up to the tip, the slowness being the foreplay and the teasing before he would crash back down in utter bliss and submission. Butterscotch did so, moaning along the way back down as his ass twitched in deep pleasure as drool fell down Zecora’s balls while the yellow pegasus’ eyes rolled to the back of his head. Zecora watched as Butterscotch, trained and an expert at this, quickly recovered and moved his head back up before slamming it back down several times. Zecora laughed as he continued. “Whatever happened to this being a wingjob, Butterscotch?”

Butterscotch’s eyes widened with realization as he pulled his mouth away and blushed as he looked away.

“Sorry, Master,” Butterscotch stammered. “But as soon as I got a whiff of you, I needed to get a taste.”

“Well any hungry sub would’ve done the same things, though I would love to see what a wingjob brings~” Zecora assured Butterscotch, too interested in properly relaxing to actually scold the yellow pegasus for his blatant disobedience. He brought his wings back to Zecora’s now slickened length, staring at the delightfully tempting pillar of zebra meat as he moved his soft wings up and down vigorously. His blowjob warmup would help a lot in bringing Zecora close, though his teasing nature won out as he teased Zecora a few times by slowing his pace at times and then speeding it up. Eventually, Zecora’s soft relaxation from the stress of the evening before shifted into impatience and then intense energy from his switch’s insolence. With Butterscotch being manipulative at times, it didn’t take a genius to realize that he had relaxed the zebra of his prior worries only to spur him on to jump the pegasus.

“Why don’t you move aside and see how it's done?” Zecora huffed as Butterscotch giggled and moved away, remembering the sweet lovemaking they had in Canterlot. While they did end up doing that more often, something they’d grown to love, sometimes the two just simply wanted to fuck and play each other’s game. Butterscotch stood back up on all four hooves as he turned away and moved his cotton candy pink tail to the side as he swayed his fat pastel yellow cheeks side to side, showing off his enticing dark yellow ponut as Zecora pressed his forehoof inside to see that it was still lubed up from the magical potion Butterscotch had used the night before. Snorting with satisfaction, Zecora mounted the yellow femcolt as he moaned from feeling the zebra’s dick tip firmly pressed against his backdoor. Butterscotch took a deep breath but did so quickly as he knew once Zecora got started, the zebra stallion would absolutely destroy him. Biting his lip and shuddering in bliss, Butterscotch did so at the same time that Zecora slammed his entire length in one fell swoop and caused the femcolt switch to bray a loud feminine moan to the sky.

Birds flew in Butterscotch’s wake, and Zecora snorted again with amusement as he pulled most of his length out and slammed back in. His weighty zebra balls smacked Butterscotch’s pathetic and inferior balls, and the yellow pegasus savored the utter submission he was subjected to. He got to have plenty of domination, arguably more than submitting, with Rainbow Blitz and Elusive. But sometimes he just wanted to be owned, to be happily used, and that’s what Butterscotch was experiencing as Zecora absolutely smashed his p-spot to bits. His heart soared as Zecora fucked him relentlessly, meaning that the feminine yellow femcolt couldn’t stop moaning loudly and causing the forest animals to scatter elsewhere. He’d have to apologize later to them, though in the meantime, he didn’t care so long as no ponies walked in on them. One massive thrust hitting the p-spot perfectly, and Butterscotch’s vision blacked out into beautiful stars as he came without his dick being so much as touched. Blushing deeply, his heart blossoming at being the receiving end for Zecora taking it out on him, Butterscotch felt his pitiful seed leaving his body and landing in the grass as his consciousness held on for dear life. Zecora grunted, hilted himself deep into his butterfly subby switch’s fat fluffy cheeks as he sighed with each generous rope of seed that filled Butterscotch’s backdoor. Butterscotch hummed happily into the surging warm sensation that delighted his mind and body to no end, as well as the heavy weight of Zecora’s muscular body draped over him.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Butterscotch cooed as Zecora’s orgasm slowly came to a close, looking over his shoulder as the big zebra stud pulled his cock out and dismounted the pegasus. “We could go at this till sunset…”

“But you know that we’ve got more important matters,” Zecora reminded the yellow pegasus with a swat of his tail against Butterscotch’s butterfly cutie mark before trotting back in the direction that they came from. “So let’s skip the unnecessary chatters. Applejack spoke to me about a wing-type threeway you and Blitz had with him, but you’ve never ended up stuffing him to the brim. Or even touching him again since that day, even watching him enter the carnal fray. What was your angle approaching him in regards to being there, in a way that is honest and fair?”

“Well,” Butterscotch gulped, blushing as he thought about everything. With his beloved sluts working on the house with the help of the crew, Butterscotch knew he wasn’t going to get a better chance to develop a closer relationship with the once muscular farmpony. Though considering the circumstances, Butterscotch knew he would have to go about this much more carefully then he did with Rainbow Blitz or Elusive. Taking a deep breath, as they neared the hut where Applejack was, Butterscotch spoke his thoughts.

“After comforting him, I’m going to spend time with him and then try to seduce him.”

Interlude: How Many Rooms?

Author's Note

Pairing: Rainbow Blitz/Elusive
Contains TMI conversations about building a herd in front of others, zebradom fantasies, fantasies of a friend getting seduced, making out over said fantasies, further "plans" over conquering the Elements of Harmony.

Interlude: How Many Rooms?

“I can’t believe Mayor Stallion signed the approval for this house to be four floors tall~!” Elusive grinned as he and Rainbow Blitz surveyed the inner workings of the house so far. The bottom floor that had the living room on one side of the front door and the kitchen plus dining room with two big dining tables, was completely done. In front of the front door, the first sight entering the house was a spiral circular flight of stairs that moved up and had a stopping point for each floor. The circular set of stairs even left a big circular space that stopped at the roof, perfect for the pegasi in the herd to fly up the floors without even needing the stairs! In the living room was a fireplace constantly run by green dragon fire on enchanted logs made to last a lot longer than a regular log in a fireplace, with two big couches and a recliner with a big coffee table in the middle. Past a short hallway with two doors contained a room dedicated to Zecora’s cauldron, potions, and another room that would fit his bed double the size of a king bed as to fit all of them for orgies if need be. And it would definitely need to be.

Walking down the stairs to face both the rainbow-maned pegasus and the svelte unicorn femcolt, a supervisor overseeing the upstairs construction floated a clipboard and pen with his horn as he looked up at the two ponies.

“Okay, so we have the most important question for the rest of the house,” the construction manager spoke. “Besides a big bathroom with a stall on each floor, and a small room for closet space, how many bedrooms do you want on each floor?”

“Oh,” Rainbow Blitz and Elusive blushed at what seemed like a simple question on its face, the supervisor stallion’s expression remaining blank as they looked at each other. Elusive started. “Well, would it be one bedroom on each floor except the top floor, which would have two for a guest bedroom just in case?”

“As our herd stands right now, it would…” Rainbow Blitz grinned, his ears flattened against his mane as he blushed brightly and averted his eyes from Elusive’s questioning gaze. “But considering Zecora has a track record of bringing Elements of Harmony into his herd, wouldn’t it be far more appropriate to have seven rooms in the upper floors altogether? Two on the second and third, and three to include that guest room.”

“You cannot possibly think that Dusk Shine and Bubble Berry are going to get in on this?” Rainbow Blitz looked at Elusive as the white unicorn smiled and playfully rolled his eyes. “Darling, maybe Bubble Berry would be eager enough, but I think Dusk Shine would pass out at the mere idea.”

“He should live a little,” Rainbow Blitz stared at the floor as he grumbled. “Can’t possibly just be content with reading smut when he thinks we don’t notice…”

“Well, I think he is content with that,” Elusive shrugged as his smile faded. “But the excess of rooms couldn’t hurt, seeing as how it’d be leagues better than the two rooms in that cramped hut of ours.”

“Yes!” Rainbow Blitz flew a little bit up in the air before landing back on his four hooves, turning and looking at the construction supervisor who blushed the tiniest bit at their TMI conversation as he looked away. His eyes moved back onto the two striped ponies as Rainbow Blitz giggled. “Um, sorry we kind of forgot you were literally right there. Please, two bedrooms for the second and third floor, and three for the fourth one.”

“Agreed, thank you,” Elusive confirmed, and with both ponies on the same page, the supervisor was content with their answer as he turned around and trotted up the stairs, speaking to the other ponies. Rainbow Blitz and Elusive both looked up and grinned as they heard the unicorn construction workers casting their spells to create empty bedrooms, the work made twenty times shorter than it’d normally take thanks to the best of the best unicorns building a lot of it within days. Granted, Eris had offered the herd the fastest method possible: the Element of Chaos snapping her fingers and having it all be done within less than a second. But Rainbow Blitz and Elusive wanted some direction over the building structure before they’d bring her in and have her design their rooms.

The two moved aside as a group of unicorns, pegasi, and earth ponies either levitated, carried, or walked with packages of supplies and stuff to move into the new house. As soon as all of them disappeared up the stairs, Rainbow Blitz and Elusive looked at each other with growing blushes.

“Talking about seducing a Prince, getting him absolutely railed by Zecora,” Rainbow Blitz whispered. “It’s a little scandalous, huh? What if one of them tells Dusk?”

“I kind of hope they do,” Elusive admitted with a grin as he looked away, blushing stronger from the confession, even if only Rainbow Blitz could hear it. “And of course, we could deny it up and down and Dusk would question it a little, seeing as he saw the newspapers. Don’t think he realizes that each and every one of us came to Zecora desperate to be used by him, and that he’s likely to fall into the same trap one way or another~”

“That’s so fucking hot,” Rainbow Blitz narrowed his eyes at his dearest herdmate, with Elusive smirking at him and walking past the blue pegasus and into the hallway past the stairs. Opening the door to Zecora’s room where the bed already was, Elusive smirked as he closed and locked the door behind him as he jumped on top of Rainbow Blitz and pressed his lips against the blue femcolt’s lips. Even without a dom to top the two bottoms, Elusive was more than happy to lovingly pass the time swapping tongues with Rainbow Blitz while construction upstairs was getting done. Their mutual arousal at the idea of Zecora somehow dominating and striping a royal alicorn spurring them both on as they got lost in each other…

Buttering Him Up

Author's Note

Pairing: Applejack/Butterscotch
Contains anal, blowjobs, sexual potions, bottom half body transformation, doggy style, friends to lovers, brief conflict before sex, sexual references towards other herd members, making out.

Buttering Him Up

Applejack felt himself wake up even before his eyes opened, hearing the door to the room he was in close as he gave a sleepy gasp of surprise before settling back into falling asleep again as he only partially woke up. His body relaxed back into the comfortable mattress as he started to snore and drool a little bit out of his mouth, when he felt something light and feathery tickle his nostrils as his muzzle started to scrunch up.

“Haah, hah,” Applejack’s ears flickered, his eyes squinted hard as he loudly went “ACHOO!” and then opened his eyes to see Butterscotch staring back at him with his bright green eyes and big smile. After all the time with Zecora, it was a bit refreshing for the orange farmpony to see another pony willing to listen to what he had gone through. Or just to physically be there for him. “Oh, h-hey Butterscotch, good morning?”

“It’s afternoon now, but thank you,” Butterscotch grinned wider, briefly showing his two bat pony fangs before continuing. “Hopefully you slept really well? Zecora told me a bit of what happened yesterday, and hopefully you feel a lot more refreshed today.”

“Mah heart still hurts quite a bit,” Applejack shrugged. “Ah’m not gonna lie to you about that, but ah’m really glad ah took off some extra days from teaching for if last night ended up being a disaster like it did. Funny though, the rest of the family beside Grandpa Smith was really accepting and happy for me. It’s just he acted much worse than all of them combined in mah worst case scenarios ah imagined. What a fucking pain.”

“Well I’m really glad your siblings were so accepting,” Butterscotch placed a forehoof on Applejack’s forehoof sticking out from the blankets as he smiled. “And Sugar Beau too without a doubt, would be a bit surprised if he somehow was against a femcolt relationship of all things.”

“Yeah, that’d be ironic huh?” Applejack laughed as he imagined the pink curly-maned unicorn and his dainty feminine figure, briefly, before returning his focus to Butterscotch. “Where is Zecora by the way, working on his cauldron again?”

“No, he went to buy some groceries real quick,” Butterscotch explained. “Different vegetables and then ingredients for the potions, and probably looking for somepony to take over deliveries to Sweet Apple Acres I’d imagine. So maybe not quick, probably will be a while.”

“Oh,” Applejack deflated a little, already missing that masculine smell that bathed over him when Zecora was cuddling him the night before. Butterscotch’s ears flickered as he caught the orange farmpony’s tone, taking a bit of a bold move as the yellow pegasus climbed onto the bed and extended his wing to rest over Applejack’s blonde mane.

“Well, aren’t we part of the same herd?” Butterscotch pointed out, looking down at Applejack with a big smile. “I’m plenty company till he gets back I hope?”

“We’re part of the same herd, but you haven’t taken up mah offer at all,” Applejack rolled his eyes, and Butterscotch’s heart skipped a beat in pure shock as he didn’t expect the orange farmpony to speak so bluntly. “Ah’ve just watched ya fuck mah former rival, and then the stallion ah loved before all this, while ah get railed by Zecora. That doesn’t really count.”

“I-”

“Sorry, ah initially was more than okay with taking it slow,” Applejack shook his head, climbing out of the bed and away from Butterscotch’s touch as he shook his head. “But such a shitty night’s got me feelin’ all kinds of ways. Mah Grandpa can’t stand me, and ah wonder if you feel a similar type of way.”

“Great Artemis, Applejack, it’s not like that at all,” Butterscotch walked towards Applejack while remaining on the bed, his wings open from his sides as he stared down at the farmpony from his higher perch on the mattress. “You’re definitely perceptive enough to know something is up, but it’s not me hating you. To tell you the truth, I figured your family would have a lot more influence on you and that their disapproval would lead you to leaving the herd. We’ve never had anything like that happen before and I don’t know how it would’ve damaged the herd. I didn’t want to know. Because Elusive is becoming increasingly fond of you and you love him the most, I was also worried about you convincing him to leave. I guess this has been an on-and-off worry since you joined the herd and it didn’t become truly stressful up until the day before. Even though it made sense in my head at the time, it was truly selfish of me to let something that wasn’t happening at all take priority, and I’m sorry. I’ll even leave the hut and let you process if that makes you feel better, or you're mad and you think I’m an asshole. I honestly wouldn’t even blame you.”

“Butterscotch, you’re the Element of Kindness,” Applejack looked up back at Butterscotch, his once contorting expression stopped as he stared at the yellow pegasus with gentle green eyes. “I would never think you’re an asshole.”

“Oh, well thank you,” Butterscotch’s shoulders relaxed at Applejack’s statement.

“And that’s a pretty fair thought process, about mah family anyways,” Applejack admitted. “Looking back on it, ah don’t think ah see a scenario where ah would’ve turned Zecora down. Ah realized very recently that ah was never really happy at the barn before he came along. Ah’ll never stop caring about mah family, but a grown stallion is supposed to leave the ‘nest’ so to speak, and the family obligation that we push on each other running that barn isn’t exactly normal. Ah’m sure when Apple Buck becomes an adult, he’ll feel the same way as me if he doesn’t already and leave for Manehatten or something. And Big Mae and Sugar Beau will likely run the barn with their foals who will go on to either run the barn or leave, and the cycle will continue.”

“And,” Applejack spoke just a second before Butterscotch could interrupt him. “Elusive would never quit zebra dick, not even for me. Let’s be real.”

“Haha!” Butterscotch laughed, his heart blossoming at Applejack’s forward statement as he blushed a little too before looking at the orange farmpony. “I do suppose you’re right. Well, if you weren’t a solid member of the herd before, you certainly are now. That was the one worry I had, and exaggerated quite a bit. Our previous spat didn’t help at all either, even if I had forgiven you.”

“Ah know,” Applejack nodded.

“You know what I’d like to do?” Butterscotch suggested, and Applejack narrowed his eyes expectedly as he tilted his head a little at the pegasus who threw his wings up in exasperation. “Oh come on now, I don’t think about doing it all the time. That’s not even what I was going to suggest right now, I was going to suggest a massage. Even if you don’t buck apples anymore, I’m sure those muscles of yours deserve it. What do you say?”

“That seems like a very comforting activity,” Applejack’s face softened a little as he watched Butterscotch move to the other side of the bed, giving the orange stallion a chance to slowly climb back on as he threw himself on his stomach. Stretching out his forelegs and kicking out his hindlegs as they hung off the bed a little, Applejack groaned and sighed in pleasure from the simple act alone as he felt them unchecked for a very long time. Zecora and Elusive had their own methods of care for the orange stallion, helping him feel validated and desired in their own ways. With that said, neither of them ever suggested something practical like a massage. Something that Applejack didn’t realize he needed so badly till Butterscotch mentioned it.

Then, Applejack blushed at his statement earlier as it came up in his mind again.

“Ah uh, wasn’t pressuring you to fuck me by the way right?” Applejack muttered with embarrassment creeping up in his brain. “Ah’m still plenty okay with taking it slow, ah just wanted to understand the reason. It was mighty frustratin’ putting up with it and not talkin’ about it is all.”

“You weren’t,” Butterscotch assured the farmpony as he gently flew on top of Applejack, the yellow pegasus’ hindlegs resting on the orange stallion’s slightly squishy ass cheeks. As he placed his forehooves on Applejack’s shoulders, Butterscotch snickered with his fangs poking out from his mouth as he narrowed his green eyes at Applejack unbeknownst to the farmpony sub. “It’s not like it's possible for you to pressure me on anything now that you are part of Zecora’s herd. I’m the second one in charge, seeing as how I’m the Switch. Understand me?”

Applejack’s eyes went wide as he felt himself starting to get a little hard against the bed, processing Butterscotch’s statement while at the same time feeling the soothing motions of the pegasus massaging his shoulders and moving his hooves down over the farmpony’s spine. He wasn’t expecting Butterscotch to flip from being apologetic and remorseful to being firm and dominant so fast, especially with the yellow pegasus massaging him during all of this, but Applejack welcomed it as it made him feel at ease from their disagreement. Almost forgetting that he didn’t answer Butterscotch’s question, Applejack gulped as he spoke up.

“Yes, Butterscotch, I understand you,” Applejack’s voice teetered on the brink of merely answering Butterscotch as a friend, and succumbing into deep hot arousal with his answer. “I can act however I’d like towards you, and you will gladly assert your authority if need be. Because you are as dominant as you are submissive~”

“That is correct,” Butterscotch nodded as he blushed a little at Applejack’s reciprocation, his wings flickering in arousal as the pegasus was starting to get a little hard himself. He moved backwards, his hindlegs now on the bed as he placed his forehooves right over the orange farmpony’s cutie marks. Maybe if it was two months ago, Applejack would have both the temperament and physical figure to dominate Butterscotch. But the orange farmpony wasn’t truly happy that way, and he happily gave up that facade he was unknowingly playing until recently. Seeing how different the orange earth pony looked in such a short amount of time made Butterscotch’s forehooves feel hot and fiery with arousal that was tickling him in all the right places. Surprised that their initial start to the day led them to getting along so well, faster than Butterscotch had planned in his mental method of seduction, the yellow femcolt started to test the waters a little bolder than he thought he would only an hour ago.

Pulling back his forehoof from Applejack’s cutie mark, Butterscotch rushed it back to his flank and smacked the farmpony’s ass loudly. Those apples on the stallion’s ass rippled with the impact, and Applejack’s eyelashes fluttered a little as he shuddered and whined. He moved his blonde tail to the side, exposing his dark orange ponut and balls as he glanced at Butterscotch over his shoulder with a big smirk and a subtle wiggle of his ass cheeks. Butterscotch’s eyes lit up, his mouth parted a little in delightful surprise at how quickly Applejack welcomed the touch, and he did the same smack on the farmpony’s other ass cheek. Applejack bit his lip, moaning a little louder but holding it back.

“Don’t keep it in,” Butterscotch ordered, and Applejack threw his head back and loudly moaned in a higher pitch than the femcolt switch expected. The massage was quickly shifting into something far more lewd as Butterscotch flew back till his butt and hindlegs were off the bed completely. Butterscotch draped his upper body over Applejack’s ass cheeks, while resting his hindlegs on the floor as he pressed his muzzle against the orange farmpony’s dark orange ponut and giving a large sniff and inhaling that vibrant yet musky apple scent. Applejack’s eyes shot wide open from the motion, his blonde tail flicking in excitement as he couldn’t believe that Butterscotch was taking up his offer. The orange farmpony desperately wanted Butterscotch to fuck his brains out ever since the three-way with him and Rainbow Blitz where they didn’t go all the way. And now? With Applejack truly proving himself and staying with the herd even with a family member disapproving, the earth pony could tell that Butterscotch was comforted to see that his anxious worries never came to pass. The yellow pegasus opened his mouth, rimming Applejack’s ponut as he was swiftly caving to the arousal he was holding back.

“Haah, great fucking Solaris,” Applejack gasped, pressing his forehooves against the bed for dear life as he felt that warm ticklish pleasure that Butterscotch was delivering just from rimming him alone. The orange stallion could only imagine how good Butterscotch’s tongue would be inside his plump apple-y backdoor, lubing him up naturally for the fucking that would rock the farmpony’s world. Fortunately, Applejack didn’t have to wonder for long what that would feel like, as a warm and wet appendage penetrated his backdoor and wriggled back and forth stretching him out to the tiniest degree. Applejack blushed brightly, his facial cheeks like apples, as he let out a deep moan while even his ears were burning with profuse arousal as Butterscotch parted his cheeks further apart to press his muzzle further against the orange farmpony’s ass. Applejack melted into the pleasure that made the minutes bleed away insanely fast, making the orange farmpony lose track of time of that warm euphoria moving back and forth deep in his ass before Butterscotch decided to take it up a notch. Pushing his muzzle inside with a fair bit of effort, Butterscotch closed his eyes as he had penetrated the farmpony’s ass with a fraction of his muzzle. The thick intrusion, almost as thick as Zecora’s dick, caused Applejack’s dick to twitch as his eyes went wide as saucers and he gritted his teeth from the intensity. It wasn’t painful in the least, but Applejack wasn’t expecting it and he felt his hindlegs kicking a little from the sensation. His cock between his body and the mattress became fully hard, and Butterscotch rocked his muzzle back and forth a few times before pulling back till only his tongue was inside again. Giving a few more wriggles of his tongue, Butterscotch then pulled out entirely as he got up and walked out of the room.

“Don’t worry, this is far from over~!” Butterscotch assured the gasping farmpony as he trotted down the hallway, Applejack taking deep breaths as the calming massage had quickly escalated to the femcolt switch shoving part of his muzzle into the farmpony’s backdoor. Though, Applejack wasn’t complaining. Not about the escalation, anyways. If there was anything for him to complain about, it was that Butterscotch’s carnal domination on him took so damn long. Applejack’s ears perked up, briefly pulled from his sinful thoughts, as he heard Butterscotch gulping down something in the main living room where the cauldron was. Less than two minutes after Applejack heard that noise, he watched as the yellow femcolt walked in with the bottom half of his body looking absurdly different. Instead of those fat submissive cheeks that Applejack knew Zecora loved, Butterscotch had toned cheeks and hindlegs that were far more fitting for a pegasus. On top of that, Butterscotch’s slightly less than average length was completely hard and while not as thick as Zecora’s dick, was a more-than-respectable ten inches of slightly thinner pegasus cock that made Applejack’s mouth water when he looked at the yellow femcolt over his shoulder. Applejack was still laying on his stomach with his hindlegs splayed out and his blonde tail to the side, presenting himself to the other stallion as he grinned.

“Do ah, um, look fitting for you?” Applejack batted his eyes as he stared at Butterscotch’s narrowed dominant gaze. Butterscotch grinned as he flew up on top of Applejack again, this time with far more ease as he didn’t have the weight of his fat bubbly ass weighing him down. His wings were open, though they reminded Applejack of the slightly folded wings of a bird-of-prey with the narrowed gaze and sharp fangs poking out of the yellow pegasus’ mouth as he pressed one forehoof between the farmpony’s shoulder blades. Applejack gasped as if the air was knocked out of him, blushing heavily as he felt one of Butterscotch’s wings fold around his blonde tail and lift his ass up further until the switch’s dick tip was pressed against the orange stallion’s ponut.

“Are you ready for me to take up your offer, so you can see if I’m all that like you’ve been thinking about?” Butterscotch’s ears flickered. “Bet the only thing better than getting constantly railed by zebra dick is getting dominated by both a zebra and a pegasus that is putting you in your place. Doesn’t that sound hot?”

“Yes! Fuck me!” Applejack demanded, blurting out the order first before shortly realizing what he had done. Butterscotch dropped Applejack’s tail, letting his ass drop as the orange farmpony whine hungrily. “Ah’m sorry! Ah won’t order you around. Could you please fuck me, and forgive me, Butterscotch?”

“Better~” Butterscotch grinned again as Applejack adjusted his hindlegs so that his ass was raised high in the air with his fat ponut against the pegasus’ magically grown dick. Butterscotch savored the feeling of his cock snug between those plump apple-decorated cheeks, the magic energy flowing and vibrating within his now bigger dick. He could swear that the potion not only made substantial physical changes, but a psychological change as well as the dominant part of himself was alight with hunger, of taking this pony that had so eagerly taken to submission. Butterscotch snorted with sharp arousal as he pushed for a moment, feeling that cock penetrate that hole that clamped down on his cock like a vice as soon as he entered. Applejack threw his head back and brayed in arousal, louder than the moans he made before. Butterscotch snorted, flapping his wings like a vulture swooping in, and pushed further as he had three inches inside of Applejack’s ass now. Applejack’s eyes fluttered to the back of his head as he delighted in the fact that not a full day after he gave up the farm life he was raised upon, that Butterscotch had finally decided to officially make him one of his valued subs. Where he was completely certain of his decision before, Applejack now thrived and reveled in his confidence of being one of the herd. The Elements of Harmony were quickly taking sinful shape as the striped subs of Zecora, and Applejack was certain he’d be made official soon enough. He had hesitance before leaving the farm for good, and now that the most important obstacle was no more, Applejack was ready to take to the striping like a fish to water.

“Yes, Butterscotch, please give me more of that dick~” Applejack whined, intentionally raising his normally deep voice by an octave. It wasn’t naturally as high-pitched as Rainbow Blitz’ voice was, but Butterscotch was turned on all the same as he rushed forward, hitting Applejack’s p-spot and shoving all ten inches of his dick inside of the orange farmpony. Applejack yelped in pleasure, his entire body shuddering as he nearly came from the sudden movement inside his ass. Butterscotch kept his erect cock there, remaining still and taking joy in Applejack trying to rock his ass back into the pegasus. Butterscotch relented, pulling out slowly inch by inch leaving Applejack’s ass even though the orange stallion’s backdoor desperately clamped down and tried to keep him there. He didn’t know if Applejack was expertly clenching his walls down, or if it was just the orange stallion’s instinct to have dick in his ass, but Butterscotch was more than happy to partake in his need. Rushing forward, his wings flapping harder as he was succumbing to the dominant predatory part of his brain with his bright white bat pony fangs glinting, Butterscotch slammed his entire length inside of Applejack’s ass as the orange farmpony wailed and bucked his untouched dick into the mattress. He was just at the cusp of having an insane orgasm that eluded him and moved out of his reach, and he was fired up to get that release, even if it was before Butterscotch came. Butterscotch slowly pulled out and thrusted in even faster, and Applejack’s hindlegs stretched out as he brayed, his tongue lolling out of his muzzle as he came into the blankets and sheets. Something that Zecora was more than used to, to be throwing them in washing and drying spells in the cauldron after. Applejack bucked and humped the warmth of the blankets as he got them sticky with his cum, his eyes becoming unfocused as his braying stopped altogether save for the occasional moan and grunt while he continued blushing hard.

“This is so fucking hot,” Butterscotch snarled as he started pistoning Applejack’s fat orange ponut in earnest, getting off even harder than the two sissies he was used to fucking like fleshlights. They were physically made to be subs, lithe and feminine in every conceivable way. But Applejack spent years carefully building a masculine body with a powerful earth pony build to match, only to give it up and let it go into something submissive and soft over the past two months. He was surrendering that life to being plapped by a striped pegasus switch and their mutual Zebra Master, who would always have been stronger than Applejack even at his best. And that was insanely hot to Butterscotch, who was creating thunderous plapping that filled the room in its sinful sound as Applejack’s voice grew louder again. His dark yellow balls plapped against Applejack’s inferior subby balls as the orange farmpony gritted his teeth at times from the sheer arousal flooding his body and making him completely hard again. Butterscotch rushed forward, sinking his bat pony fangs and pony teeth into Applejack’s blonde mane while jackhammering his dick into the vice-like grip of the orange stallion’s asshole.

“Yah, that’s right, get that ass of mine, get it~!” Applejack begged, parting his hind legs even more to give Butterscotch room to rearrange his insides as he panted and felt dirty in the best way possible. Butterscotch grunted and snorted into Applejack’s mane, and the orange stallion moaned and felt his vision blurring into the dizzying pleasure of the pegasus dominating him. Applejack leaned into feeling like a slut, finding the feeling making him more turned on and hotter rather than ashamed. Butterscotch snorted, moaned a little, as he hilted himself inside of Applejack’s ass and came ropes of his white seed deep into the orange stallion’s backdoor. Butterscotch held himself in place, his wings no longer flapping as they were slowly folding back against his back by the time he was finished cumming inside of his newest submissive. Using his wings to adjust Applejack, and the big earth pony moving the way Butterscotch wanted, the pegasus was able to get the earth pony back onto his back with his hindlegs splayed into the air. All the while, Butterscotch’s cock was still lodged inside of Applejack’s ass as he stood over him, the switch’s yellow floofy chest hovering over the farmpony’s firmer orange chest.

Butterscotch lunged forward, pressing his muzzle against Applejack’s muzzle as he laid on top of Applejack while they were making out. Applejack’s eyes rolled to the back of his head from feeling Butterscotch’s temporarily lithe figure pressed against his hard cock, and the yellow pegasus stuck his tongue inside and wriggled it against Applejack’s tongue. Applejack was still deprived of his second orgasm, and wrapped his earth pony forelegs around the pegasus as he gently bucked his hips up against Butterscotch. Butterscotch’s tongue was like that of a viper, wriggling fast against Applejack’s thicker tongue as the orange pony submitted. When Applejack’s tongue did move the slightest bit, the orange earth pony shuddered as his tongue briefly felt those sharp fangs that Butterscotch got from his two occasions of being a bat pony. Even if Butterscotch didn’t really do anything with those, it still turned Applejack on as even fate determined him to be a true switch. Butterscotch then pulled his muzzle away, his green eyes narrowed as a strand of saliva connected his fangs to Applejack’s mouth as he continued.

“You still need to cum a second time, seeing as you’re hard as a brick underneath me~” Butterscotch laughed, watching as Applejack pressed his forelegs up against his own chest while averting his eyes with a heavy blush. Still, despite Applejack’s unexpected shyness, the big earth pony nodded as Butterscotch moved down till his head was hovering over Applejack’s thick length. While not as long as Butterscotch’s temporary ten inches, Applejack’s dick was still thicker due to his earth pony body. Dark orange and stiff as a brick as Butterscotch said, Applejack’s apple tree pointed up towards the yellow pegasus and his muzzle as he was licking his fangs. His ears flickered with eagerness staring as such a fine specimen, and Applejack gulped as he knew that Butterscotch would be relentless. Opening his mouth, Butterscotch showed his tongue and fangs briefly to Applejack as he stared in awe for a few moments before the yellow pegasus lunged. Moving down and engulfing all eight inches of Applejack’s dick in one go, Butterscotch aimed his mouth carefully so as to not stab his sub’s dick with his bat pony fangs. His muzzle pressed against the orange fur of Applejack as he hilted himself, mouth and throat, with apple pony dick. Thanks to the potion he had taken earlier, Butterscotch’s throat felt no pain from such a thick intrusion inside of it. Instead, deep pleasure vibrated in his throat as if it was his p-spot being fucked. Butterscotch moaned, his eyes fluttering to the back of his head as he batted his eyelashes, as he moved his flexible tongue around Applejack’s cock in circles.

Applejack panted, his eyes back on Butterscotch now even though the pegasus’ eyes were closed in concentration at that moment. Butterscotch was, despite being the one sucking dick, blushing very lightly in comparison to the big farmpony who was still red in the face from the whole experience. His eyes were closed very gently, as if the blowjob was a relaxing walk in the park. Butterscotch even hummed happily against Applejack’s dick, starting to bob his mouth up and down half of the farmpony’s dick. Applejack refrained from bucking his hips in pleasure and daring to ruin Butterscotch’s rhythm. Instead, he endured the true test of fiery pleasure as Butterscotch worked his dick like a champ. Sucking intensely on some moments and licking like a wet tornado on others, Butterscotch’s blowjob felt much less like a blowjob and more like the predatory bat pony-turned-pegasus sucking the soul out of Applejack’s body. Applejack could only last against such a powerful blowjob for so long, before his submissive body was ready to give Butterscotch what he wanted.

“Fuck, Butterscotch, yer gonna make me ahn!” Applejack moaned loudly as that time he did buck his hips into the inevitable. Butterscotch hilted himself at the same time so that Applejack’s tip was closer to the back of his throat, the yellow pegasus’ eyes rolling to the back of his head as he felt that magical pleasure of fat cock in his throat while Applejack came his rich apple seed right into the femcolt switch’s stomach. Butterscotch was a true freak, both eager to rail Applejack into carnal oblivion and then have the earth pony’s fat dick inside his throat. And both orgasms were equally satisfying to the pegasus’ soul, all the more happy to put his hesitation and long-gone gripes in the past and properly bring Applejack in as one of his and Zecora’s submissives.

“Gaah, hnnng,” Applejack sputtered as Butterscotch gulped the last couple ropes of his apple seed before pulling away, the bat pony licking his muzzle and fangs as he did so. Applejack felt a post-nut haze of happiness hit him hard, and a sense of deep comfort blossoming in his heart as now all of his best friends within the herd were now sexually bonded to him. The herd no longer had the disconnect of him and Butterscotch not being intimate with one another, and Applejack exhaled a huge sigh of relief before grinning at the yellow pegasus. “T-Thank you, Butterscotch. Ah knew you had in within yerself to fuck mah brains out, but ah can tell you got hard from sucking me off. Lemme return the favor~”

“Are you sure?” Butterscotch snickered.

“Ah want it so bad, please Butterscotch,” Applejack whined. “Ah wanna know how yer dick tastes, ah want those ten inches down my throat.”

“You must stare at Zecora’s dick a lot if you know my length down to the inch~” Butterscotch grinned in delight at how far Applejack had fallen from his once dominant facade. Applejack chuckled and nodded, waiting for Butterscotch to move to the side so that the earth pony could roll off the bed. Butterscotch replaced his spot, laying on his back on the bed and stretching out his wings to rest against the sheets as he wolfishly grinned at Applejack. Just like Applejack predicted, the bat pony pegasus’ length was completely hard and nearly as intimidating as Zecora’s cock. Butterscotch slipped a forehoof underneath the pillow as he pushed out a bright red vial towards Applejack who was still off the bed when he took it in his forehoof and stared down at it without a word.

“You’re gonna want this, considering that your throat is gonna hurt like Tartarus otherwise,” Butterscotch explained. Applejack nodded, moving forward and yanking the corkscrew off the vial with his teeth before bringing it to his mouth and swiftly gulping it down. He was relieved that Zecora and Butterscotch often made an effort to have one of those mini potions underneath the pillows in case either one of them wanted to facefuck their subs. Having gulped it many times before, Applejack felt that familiar pleasure dancing on the walls of his throat before seeing Butterscotch smirk and beckon the farmpony forward with a wave of his forehoof. Applejack jumped onto the bed, faced with ten inches of pegasus cock as he brought his nose towards the appendage and gave a deep sniff. It wasn’t half as musky as Zecora’s length, though Applejack suspected that. Surprisingly, possibly due to the potion changing it a lot, Butterscotch’s temporarily bigger cock had a strong floral scent with a hint of musk. Applejack hummed in appreciation of something new, while Butterscotch’s cock still carried a lot of the traits he loved about dicks.

Bringing his muzzle then to Butterscotch’s balls, Applejack took turns sucking on each ball before moving to the next and then back again. He savored the light gasps and grunts that came from his new secondary dom, and Applejack’s blonde tail flicked at the various images he had of them fucking far more often. Applejack even thought of returning to Butterscotch’s cottage and getting railed in every part of that place too, while dolling up as a “mare” and helping Butterscotch take care of his animals whenever they weren’t fucking. Applejack couldn’t resist anymore, and pulled away from sucking on Butterscotch’s balls to move his thick tongue up from the base of the pegasus’ cock all the way up to the tip of the switch’s length. Then, Applejack opened his mouth as he moved down on Butterscotch’s cock. Inch after inch of that thinner cock slipped past Applejack’s lips and eventually down his throat as he danced his tongue around Butterscotch’s length while never taking his eyes off the pegasus. Butterscotch was blushing a little harder now, biting his lip at the show and seeing more of his cock disappear into Applejack’s mouth.

“Great Artemis,” Butterscotch groaned in pleasure. “You really know how to tease, don’t you? Can’t pretend it isn’t hot though.”

Butterscotch smirked as Applejack moved the tiniest bit faster till his mouth was against Butterscotch’s balls as he had successfully had all ten inches in his mouth and down his throat. It was more effortless considering Butterscotch’s thinner cock was a walk in the park in comparison to the titanic bitchbreaker that was Zecora’s superior Zebrican length, but Applejack knew that the lack of pressure would make it his time to shine. To truly show how well Applejack had become at sucking dick.

Applejack bobbed his mouth up and down, sucking hard and swirling his tongue around Butterscotch’s length for several minutes before the yellow pegasus quickly came. Applejack was proud of himself, a fluttering warmth of achievement blossoming in his heart as he saw Butterscotch’s wings convulse while feeling hot ropes of pegasus seed go directly in his stomach. Slowly pulling up till only the tip was in Applejack’s mouth, the orange farmpony wanted to find out if his pegasus dom’s cum was as good as his smell. Tasting the warm cum on his tongue and moaning in delight, Applejack wasn’t disappointed as it tasted like a slightly salty flower. Bobbing his head up and down a few more times, Applejack ensured that he was very thorough in getting all the cum Butterscotch’s body had.

“Fuck yeah,” Butterscotch grunted as Applejack finally pulled his mouth away and grinned at the pegasus with a little bit of saliva at the corners of his muzzle. “Why don’t you come with me to the cottage for a bit? We can leave a note for Zecora, and check if the animals need anything. Since you don’t work for the farm anymore, perhaps I can put those subby farm hooves to good use and have us take turns visiting the cottage?”

Applejack didn’t even think of it that way, though he was relieved that Butterscotch read his mind about visiting the cottage, and possibly getting it on more and making up for lost time. With no hesitation, Applejack galloped out of the room.

“Heck, we can even shower there too!” Applejack agreed. “Write that letter and let’s get goin!”

Butterfly-Zebra Sandwich

Author's Note

Sex Scene Participants: Applejack/Butterscotch/Zecora
Contains maid outfit, cuddling, gay threesome, more darker themes from this chapter on, stripping of identity, striping, degradation, name change, Xing out cutie marks, spiting family of lover, spitroasting, facefucking, deepthroating, missionary, anal, and mindless worship of a zebra!

Butterfly-Zebra Sandwich

Well spent from fucking each other and sucking each other off in Zecora’s hut, Applejack and Butterscotch stuck to relatively lighthearted flirting when they got to the cottage. Though, while Butterscotch was gently scolding his Angel Bunny over her snippy attitude with not getting enough carrots, Applejack was adorning an outfit of his own in the bathroom.

It was a tight fit, considering Elusive must’ve made it with Butterscotch’s body in mind, but the maid outfit that the yellow pegasus owned managed to fit on Applejack’s bigger earth pony body regardless. He wore long white thigh highs that were meant to go with the outfit, turning to the side and stretching a leg out to show off the fabric clinging to his slightly muscular earth pony legs. His eyes darting from his leg and to the mirror, Applejack flinched and stumbled towards the toilet when the door he thought he had locked swung open. Butterscotch was there, with animals scurrying back and forth outside the bathroom behind him. No Angel Bunny to be seen, as Butterscotch likely gave in to her demands. Butterscotch’s wide green eyes wouldn’t leave Applejack’s green eyes as they both froze and blushed a little. After a few heart-pounding moments, Applejack’s ears flattened against his long blonde mane as he looked away from his new dom, smiling a little.

“Do ya…um…” Applejack laughed as he pawed at the ground with one hoof. “Do ya like it? Ah hope you don’t mind that ah’m stretching yer outfit a bit, do ya…want me to take it off?”

Butterscotch noticed Applejack’s immediate shyness, probably over wearing an outfit that reminded the yellow pegasus of a special occasion. Butterscotch remembered wearing that outfit as he watched Zecora absolutely rail Rainbow Blitz senselessly, back when it was just the three of them. And now here Applejack was, wearing the outfit. Butterscotch probably should’ve been off-put that the orange earth pony had put the outfit on, risking breaking the pegasus’ anniversary outfit, but he found his heart unexpectedly fluttering at the sight. Before Applejack could doubt his gesture, Butterscotch shook his head as he grinned widely at the orange stallion.

“No, I want you to keep it on, please~” Butterscotch stared at Applejack with his half-lidded gaze, batting his eyelashes as he took a couple steps back to allow the orange farmpony to trot out of the bathroom. Though Applejack didn’t stop walking till his firm orange chest was pressed against Butterscotch’s muzzle, till the yellow pegasus looked up with fluttering admiration. Somehow, Applejack being a lot bigger than the pegasus while still succumbing to more feminine urges had turned on the striped pony’s heart greatly. Butterscotch couldn’t help but be completely wooed by Applejack’s gentle eyes and tongue poking out from his muzzle, and stretched up a bit while puckering his lips. His wings fluttered in excitement, and Applejack closed his eyes as he moved his head down towards Butterscotch’s muzzle till their lips met. The kiss this time, was a gentle wholesomeness like a hot cocoa on a winter day, and despite the lewd maid outfit, carried a lot more fluffy and warm feelings than arousal. The two had a rocky start with their resentful history tainting an active relationship, but the more bonding and time that had passed since the Butterbat incident, the more secure the two felt in each other’s touch. Applejack found it absurd now, the idea of being upset of the barn’s apples being eaten, when his heart wasn’t even fully in the family business to begin with. He couldn’t remember a time there that had brought half as much free joy than the moment he was currently sharing with Butterscotch.

After at least a couple of minutes, Butterscotch slowly pulled away from Applejack’s muzzle as he stared up at the earth pony with bright eyes.

“Perhaps we’ll get to cleaning up the place a bit, and then return to Zecora’s hut?” Butterscotch suggested. “He’ll definitely be back by then, and then we can make sure that his needs are tended to after all. What kind of zebra mares would we be if we left him unattended for too long?”

“Well,” Applejack laughed before shrugging at the obvious. “Ah’m not exactly bearing the stripes of a zebra, now am ah?”

“Perhaps we can have him change that~?” Butterscotch smirked. “I can certainly put in a good word for you, and Zecora would likely be happy to do that for you since he’s all the more thrilled fucking you all the time.”

“No,” Applejack shook his head. “Ah do want that, ah’m not saying no to striping, but ah want it to be something he decides he wants to do to me, not something that sexy stud chooses to do because ah asked. What’s the fun in that?”

“Well now you’re an official member of the herd with no drawbacks holding you down…” Butterscotch shrugged. “Who knows? He might have that waiting for you when we get back to the hut…”

Applejack had a hunch that Zecora waiting to stripe him would be the case once Butterscotch put it that way, but kept quiet as he playfully rolled his eyes and got to work. Butterscotch handed the dolled up earth pony a bottle of cleaning spray, and the yellow pegasus took one himself as they began spraying counters and tables before drying them off. Butterscotch worked on using a tiny vacuum on the couch as well as a soapy cloth from all the animal hair that developed over the course of several hours. They worked together cleaning for a little over an hour, before the two napped briefly on the cleaned couch. The time slipped away until it was the late evening, with Applejack’s big earth pony body on the couch while Butterscotch’s more supple pegasus body resting atop the orange stallion. Butterscotch had his eyes closed, smiling deeply in his sleep, as he gently snored while Applejack loudly snored. Then, Applejack’s eyes opened, glancing with a skip of his heart at the window near the cottage door. With shock, almost tempted to shake Butterscotch awake, Applejack found that their expected nap of an hour or two bled away into several hours. If he had to guess, it was closer to midnight than it was to early evening. And for some reason outside of Applejack’s knowledge, Zecora never ended up checking on them by knocking on the door. Perhaps he expected them to spend the night at the cottage?

But what good subs would they be leaving their strong Zebra Master without a pair of holes to plow and dominate? Applejack felt himself starting to stir with arousal, already excited as he had zero intentions of taking off the maid outfit till they got there. That way Zecora could see him in it and properly rip it off the orange farmpony. He hoped that even though they’d be getting back late, that Zecora would somehow be still awake. Or even better, with a bucket of black paint and ready to ruin the orange farmpony. Applejack moved his foreleg out from underneath Butterscotch’s weight, the pegasus still having his transformed body due to the potion he took lasting at least 24 hours, and poked the yellow stallion’s snoot. Butterscotch’s eyes flickered briefly, sharply exhaling as if it was a bug tickling his nostrils, causing Applejack to persist booping softly until the yellow pegasus’ eyes flickered open. His tired, unfocused gaze shifted as he looked into Applejack’s half-lidded gaze and wide smile from ear to ear, and his heart fluttered with the first-time jitters that came with having consummated the relationship between the two of them.

Then, with a jolt as he stood up with his wings flaring out in shock, Butterscotch looked over his shoulder with his body going cold at the night sky.

“Oh Artemis, I didn’t think we’d fall asleep for so long!” Butterscotch then felt Applejack’s forehoof gently kneading his anxious chest, calming down any worries the yellow pegasus had for disappointing Zecora. Butterscotch relaxed into the touch, something that he noticed that Applejack was considerably better at then the others in the herd. Rainbow Blitz was amazing at bringing the wild dominant side out of him, Elusive was a perfectly sensual femcolt with a touch for romance and appeal, and Zecora was the carnal centerpiece that could rock his world. But Applejack somehow had a calm practicalness to him that grounded Butterscotch into a peaceful reality. And with how much anxiety Butterscotch had in the past, the yellow pegasus knew that Applejack was just who he needed in the herd. He smiled down at Applejack and the apple pony’s mushy face, before Butterscotch turned a little to the side and flapped his wings as he jumped off the couch. Applejack was quick to roll his bigger body off the bed and trot right behind Butterscotch, the latter locking the door behind them before trekking from the regular forest of his cottage into the dark and devious vegetation of the Everfree.

Leaning against each other at times for the warm security the other brought, Applejack and Butterscotch were both calmed and felt a deep sense of comfort regardless of if Zecora was passed out or not. Approaching the door, Butterscotch placed one wing over Applejack’s rippling shoulders under his maid outfit while the orange stallion raised a forehoof and knocked on the door. Zecora almost immediately opened the door, his cool cyan gaze on his two subs as he smiled at them.

“And here I thought you two fell asleep over there, though you didn’t leave me any scare,” Zecora assured the two, smirking at little as he moved from Applejack’s gaze to Butterscotch’s doey-eyed look of awe as he stared at the bulking zebra with his mouth hanging open the tiniest bit. “How have you two been getting along? Guessing well if Applejack is wearing a maid outfit that exposes more than a thong?”

Applejack blushed brightly as he briefly wondered at first if Zecora hadn’t noticed the outfit, though those thoughts were completely dashed. Showing up to the door together after leaving a letter that they were at the cottage, with Applejack wearing Butterscotch’s anniversary maid outfit, couldn’t have maid it more obvious that they had started getting freaky with each other. Zecora moved to the side, holding the door wide open with one forehoof as the two trotted back into the hut.

“You know, I remember well over a year ago, when you and Rainbow Blitz came in here similar to this,” Zecora hummed with a gloating grin towards Butterscotch, closing the door behind them and locking it before gesturing towards the beautiful bucket resting on the table. “And that very bucket full of jet black paint showed you both the peak of bliss. Now with Applejack having made the ultimate sacrifice out of his own voluntary will, I shall hope that he is wanting this paint bucket to spill~”

“Yes, ah mean, ah need the stripes,” Applejack whined. “This maid outfit isn’t the same, ah need the stripes of black zebra markings on mah body. Show just how much ah’ve given up mah old life, and how much ah’ve gained from mah new one.”

“That’s so hot,” Butterscotch grunted while Applejack took off the outfit and kicked it to the side, extending his wing and jerking off Applejack with it as he got the subby farm pony even more worked up by the second. Applejack tilted his head back a little, his eyes rolling to the back of his head as he barely heard Zecora walking up to him and placing his forehoof against the underside of the orange stallion’s chin. The subtle yet clear touch caught Applejack’s attention, and he tilted his muzzle down just in time for the calm yet confident Zecora to swoop in and press his lips against Applejack’s apple-tasting muzzle. The fruity flavor exploded in Zecora’s mouth as their tongues wrestled, Applejack’s arousal reaching great heights as he was being played with and teased by both doms. After several minutes of the makeout paired with the jerking off of his length, Applejack pulled away as Butterscotch smirked and knowingly tucked his wing away while Applejack stared at the bucket of black paint pulling him in. Eyes glittering with the ticket to his freedom, and ironically his servitude at the same time, Applejack was pulled in as if it was a siren’s call or a pot of gold. He couldn’t tear his eyes off of it, and was enchanted by the side.

“Now my pretty earthy sub, where would you like me to use my paintbrush and rub?” Zecora asked. “Would you like to be placed on the bed, table, wherever you think would be most stable?”

“Well we’d make even more of a mess of the bed than we did before,” Applejack admitted, though his eyes were still on the prize. “And honestly? The table would be pretty hot if you two are okay with it.”

“Had a hunch,” Zecora snickered, watching as Butterscotch extended a wing to take off the bucket so that Applejack could properly lay himself out on it. The orange stallion, obliged, his heavier weight still held up by the strong table as he positioned himself on his back. His large earth pony hindlegs splayed out instinctively, even though he had no clue if either of them were going to fuck him during the striping. He knew what the outcome was, but the process was something that most ponies could only dream about. Zecora chucked at Applejack’s eagerness, trotting with the bucket that Butterscotch gave to him.

“Only the most powerful of magical spells can get rid of the stripes, from alicorns themselves over time with plenty of gripes,” Zecora explained. “This is uniquely enchanted paint that is otherwise permanent and I would like to make sure that you’ve been wanting it undoubtedly for a while now, so that-”

“Zecora, you and ah both know that if you want this,” Applejack began, shuddering in his carnal descent to complete and utter surrender. That this was not only his duty, but his undeniable honor, to give up every other facet of his life and give it up to Zecora. The sacrifice, what he would lose and already lost, barely registered in comparison to the mountain of love and release that transcended any of the chasing that led to broken dreams and trivial contentment. He was done settling, and so Applejack finished his statement. “Then ah want this ten times more~”

Zecora smirked and chuckled in his deep, sonorous voice before grabbing the dry paintbrush nearby with his muzzle, turning it so that the brush was dipped deep in the obsidian-colored paint before he pulled it up slowly for it to be dripping with the magical liquid. Applejack watched as Zecora lifted it above the table, letting the drops spill onto the table. They would have a new table at their new house, so such a mess was trivial. What mattered was Applejack feeling the black stripes land on his fur as Zecora made quick yet deliberate strokes, while the orange stallion was still painfully hard. As Zecora was working on Applejack’s neck, shoulders, and forelegs, Butterscotch climbed onto the table and placed his forehooves over Applejack’s splayed hindlegs. Applejack looked just in time to see Butterscotch place his hard erection against the orange stallion’s ponut. Gasping as he felt Butterscotch slide the first several inches of his cock back inside, he saw Zecora’s muzzle move ahead in front of him as the big zebra stud began painting his chest with the magical paint.

“That’s a good zebra bitch, give into the surrender~” Butterscotch’s voice practically dripped with his seductive demand, and Applejack shuddered with deep hunger as he did so. He watched and felt as Zecora gently climbed onto the table, a wave of shock and arousal hitting him as the zebra’s fat dick literally hit him in the face without the dom necessarily meaning to. Zecora turned his head, about to give a muffled apology, when he felt Applejack’s lips around his titanic bitchbreaker sucking him off. Zecora chuckled with the paintbrush in his mouth as he began to make quick work of the earth pony’s stomach and hindlegs. As Elusive held the zebra’s cutie mark on his stomach, a high honor bestowed to him that none of the other subs had, Zecora contemplated what he was going to put on Applejack’s stomach. Then, he thought of an idea as corrupt as it was devious with what to do with Applejack. Solaris forbade his grandfather ever saw what he was about to add, but the ugly confrontation the day before inspired Zecora in one of the more wicked motions of his debauchery.

“Normally I would not ask permission to stripe in a certain way, but it could cause those once closest to you some deep dismay,” Zecora explained after he placed the paintbrush on the table, lifting his lower body a little bit so that Applejack was no longer able to suck his dick. “I want to do something I’ve never done with any of my herd before, I want to stripe over your cutie marks to strip you down to your metaphorical apple core. So be it if you choose to still honor growing apples in some way, but everypony deserves to know that you’ve sworn off being part of the farm and were eagerly led astray.”

Applejack knew what Zecora was doing, how the zebra was somehow leaning into the idea that he was stripping the orange stallion of everything he once knew. Zecora would’ve never done such a thing had Applejack not confessed that he was never happy at the barn, but the big striped adonis knew that he was bestowing the greatest gift that he could ever give the once overworked and miserable stallion. Applejack whined in deep arousal as he felt his pathetic length in comparison to Zecora’s hot black zebra cock twitch without being so much as touched.

“Please, take away everything you can from me, even my own name!” Applejack brayed, hot white pleasure flashing and blinding his once common sense as he came all over Zecora’s neck and back while the zebra got to work without reacting. While Butterscotch was battering the orange stallion’s p-spot repeatedly to warrant such a powerful orgasm, Zecora got to work on his idea that he was loving more every second. Picking up the paintbrush and bringing it to the first cutie mark, Zecora hummed in contentment as he painted two thin yet distinct black lines over each other on top of the once clear trio of apple cutie marks. With his dirty sub’s cum all over him, and the zebra stallion’s body lowered so that Applejack could keep sucking Zecora off, the zebra stallion slowly turned his head to place the same marking on the other cutie mark. When he was done with Applejack’s flanks, there was a black X over each cutie mark. Zecora snorted as he stared at his artwork, starting to lose his composure in a rare lapse of control as he roughly facefucked the orange stallion, his ebony black balls viciously plapping against Applejack’s muzzle as the sub eagerly glked away. The zebra stallion admitted, briefly to himself, that this was easily the most aroused he had ever been fucking somepony. Nopony had been so happy to sacrifice as much as Applejack, and the stallion had so much more to lose than anypony.

“Fuckin slutty little whore, you really want to lose more?” Zecora kept facefucking, his deep voice becoming tainted with aggression slipping into it. Butterscotch had never quite seen anything like this before, not even in their competition during the Butterbat incident. Applejack moaned affirmatively, bucking his hips up the tiniest bit extra to show Zecora that he was serious. “Then I shall up the attack, from now on amongst the herd you will be addressed simply as Jack. Strangers and even others outside the herd are free to refer to you by your birthname, but it will always be your former image that I will defame.”

“Mmmmmmmmph!!” Jack moaned loudly against Zecora’s pistoning fat zebra cock, drool slipping out of his mouth in a wet mess as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. He lost track of the painting, the dirty words, the two doms spitroasting him into a carnal oblivion. Jack could’ve sworn that he peaked in his pleasure, his euphoria, that this was easily the best day of his life. He felt like while Elusive found his Prince, Jack had found his Savior and his God. Everything that he had now was by the great graces of the zebra stallion, the paragon of sexual pleasure and liberation. Zecora had finished completely painting Jack’s body, marking him officially as a zebra sub, as he hilted himself down the orange and black slut’s body and came into the former farmpony’s stomach. He was no longer a farmpony, not even in terms of lifestyle as he gave up that life’s past, present, and future. Zecora was still a kind soul, to a reasonable extent, and would still be sending Jack’s family potions weekly at least for the time being.

But, Zecora grinned widely as he climbed off the table and walked towards the shower room with his head held high thinking of that crotchety old green stallion.

He will never be able to stand up to me ever again. He has lost.

Interlude: Surprise at Dusk

Author's Note

Pairing: N/A
Contains interrupted confession of love, parading a striped pony to the public, mixed reception, implied masturbation, strong concern from a friend/skepticism, references to the deceased, assumed manipulation, tension between a prude and sluts, and hidden arousal masked as concern.

Interlude: Surprise at Dusk

Almost two weeks had passed since Jack had given up his identity, and Rainbow Blitz and Elusive remained diligent and hard at work. Due to the two submissive stallions being there all the time to check if there was anything needed, Rainbow Blitz and Elusive had essentially gone that long without being laid by their Zebra Master. It was one of their hardest tasks, having to abstain from his beautiful Zebrican touch, though it wasn’t half-bad necessarily. Rainbow Blitz and Elusive still jerked each other off plenty, and Butterscotch even popped in on his way home to the hut to fuck their brains out. And even when they didn’t get off, the blue pegasus and the purple-maned unicorn still grew to love each other deeply. In fact, those three words were on Rainbow Dash’s mind a lot more than usual. With them having deeply warm cuddles, longing kisses, and laughing and goofing off to pass the time by, Rainbow Blitz had fallen more for the unicorn that shared his stripes now more than ever. His heart blossomed with the instinct that Elusive was viewed more highly in his eyes closer to that of Zecora and Butterscotch.

Elusive was trotting up the stairs, while Rainbow Blitz was flying above them and onto the other floors. They walked into the bathrooms and checked that the sinks and toilets were in working order, the different rooms to check that air conditioning was functioning as expected and that the lights worked fine. Elusive even trotted into the rooms after the construction crew had done the heavy work. For the rooms that were almost completely furnished, meant for the four subs, they each had beds not quite as big as Zecora’s, but big enough to comfortably fit three ponies. With how big Jack was, the orange stallion’s bed was only comfortable enough to fit probably one other pony, and he and Zecora would likely be too tough of a fit. Rainbow Blitz’ bedroom was painted light blue like his fur, Butterscotch’s was painted yellow like his fur, Elusive’s room was painted white with purple diamonds, and Jack’s was painted a bright orange. When the other day, Butterscotch saw the orange pony’s room decorated with apple patterns, he turned to the construction advisor and politely asked him to paint over all of them with the orange to get rid of the pattern.

“Why?” Rainbow Blitz asked at the time, his eyes narrowed and his head tilted in deep confusion. “Applejack loves apples.”

“Oh don’t worry, I’ll bring him by and you can see for yourself shortly~!” Butterscotch winked at his best friend before turning back to the construction advisor. “Please go ahead and paint over them, thank you!”

That was weird, Rainbow Blitz thought to himself. Eventually, the two ponies overseeing the construction had made it to the top floor. There were the same-sized generous beds in all three rooms, but they were glaringly empty of any blankets or sheets. Or even decorations on the wall. Except for the designated guest room of course, which did have generic cream and beige blankets and sheets and had a nightstand for any notes of hospitality they wanted to leave for visitors. The middle room was the biggest one, and had the highest ceiling with a hatch that led to the roof. There was no question who that room would be for.

“Do you think Dusk Shine would throttle us if he found out who this room would be for?” Elusive asked with a deep blush as he stared up at the ceiling while Rainbow Blitz flew towards the hatch to open it and close it.

“We can just tell him that it's a second room for me, giving me a chance to fly out of the house instead of just leaving the front door,” Rainbow Blitz shrugged. “Or that it's in case another ‘pegasus’ wants to join our herd or whatever. We can make some bullshit up.”

“Well we can all get our story straight before they see the final revisions to the new house,” Elusive insisted, before realizing with a pang of frustration. “Fuck, pardon my Prench, but Applejack isn’t going to lie. He’s the Element of Honesty.”

Rainbow Blitz opened his mouth, highly considering moving away from the conversation at hoof and telling Elusive what had been on his mind, but he was completely puzzled on how to naturally approach the subject. That’s when from all the way at the top floor, they heard a trio of knocks against the front door at the bottom floor. Elusive’s ears perked up, knowing that any construction crew would just excuse themselves inside without concerning themselves with knocking. That must’ve meant one of the other herd members was at the door. Elusive’s heart skipping a beat at whoever it could be, the white unicorn galloped out of the room with a lack of subtlety before he slowed down to a more prim and proper trot on the last flight of stairs to the door. He waited till Rainbow Blitz, slower than usual but still relatively fast, gently zoomed down to the bottom floor and flew over the unicorn as Elusive lit up his magic to open the door.

“Woah!” Rainbow Blitz couldn’t help but shriek in surprise at the other side of the door. “Applejack, you’re-”

“Zecora has instructed everypony in the herd to refer to him as Jack now,” Butterscotch stood beside Jack with a smile dripping of smugness, his body having since returned to its plushy submissive state with his fat ass. Jack couldn't look more different from the last time Rainbow Blitz and Elusive saw him. The orange stallion that was once a farmpony now had two stripes around his muzzle, as well as two stripes around his ears and stripes smattered over the rest of his body. Though, when he turned to his side, that was what made Rainbow Blitz and Elusive gasp. The cutie mark of Jack that they’d have expected to be untouched like the rest of their own cutie marks, had a distinct big black X over the trio of apples that cemented everything that strangers and friends alike needed to know going forward. That Jack’s life as he knew it before was completely obliterated, even down to his name. Rainbow Blitz and Elusive were getting harder by the second, unable to hold back their sheer arousal by Jack’s dark and devious desires to even agree to such an act, let alone be elated by it. And, a much smaller detail that they also noticed, was that Jack had no longer been wearing his trademarked hat. Perhaps he got rid of that too?

Even though Rainbow Blitz was happy to fly away out of sight to jerk off in one of the rooms, quick to forget his confession he wanted to make earlier, Elusive placed his forehoof over his muzzle as he tilted his head in deep perplexation at the orange stallion. It was just a bit under three months ago that Jack was professing his deepest desires to the svelte unicorn and trying to shoot his shot. Now, his once intense love for the Element of Generosity seemed to be something of the past. If Elusive had to guess, Jack probably surrendered that along with everything else he gave up. They still cared about each other deeply, but clearly Jack’s desires had dramatically shifted.

“Are you sure about this, darling?” Elusive asked, getting an eager nod from Jack as the unicorn continued. “With your cutie marks blotted out, the town might get a bit concerned. Maybe even the Princes might be suspicious that Zecora is up to no good. The four of us know better, of course, but we’ve dealt with so many forces of evil that they’re always on the edge of their hooves looking out for a threat to Equestria.”

“Ugh, yah ah’m aware,” Jack sighed in agreement. “Uh, maybe ah’ll stop by Dusk Shine’s castle and get Barb to send a letter of reassurance to Solaris. Can’t exactly tell the whole town to mind their own business if ah’m parading my new identity on mah body. Damn.”

“We’ll go there now, we’ve already gotten a few ponies giving triple takes,” Butterscotch added, rolling his eyes. “Well, we know what Rainbow Blitz got up to, but would you like to join us walking to the castle? They’ll be a lot less likely to bother us if half the Elements of Harmony are walking together.”

“Absolutely, darling, I’d be more than happy to!” Elusive closed the door, shaking his head and laughing to himself as he imagined Rainbow Blitz furiously masturbating to his former rival, falling even further from ‘grace’ than he did. The three walked to the castle with little to no issues, with Elusive doing the honors of lifting his dainty forehoof and knocking on the door.

The door slowly opened with alicorn magic, revealing the tall Prince Dusk Shine as he barely processed his friends at the door before his mouth dropped in utter shock staring at the Element of Honesty and what he had become. The orange stallion now had black stripes all over his body, and as he blushed and turned to the side, the purple alicorn saw that his cutie marks were X-ed out.

“You got your…how did…” Dusk sputtered, to which Jack grinned and shrugged.

“How did ah get those beautiful black X’s on those worthless apple marks of mine?” Jack smirked as he twerked his butt just the tiniest bit before answering. “With paint, of course~!”

“Zecora had striped him, if that wasn’t obvious,” Elusive deadpanned, waiting till Dusk Shine moved to the side with the door wide open so that the three of them could walk inside of the castle. “And considering the more controversial choice of having his cutie marks X-ed out, we figured having a precautionary letter to ensure that the Princes have nothing to worry about would be wise. With your word that we are safe and sound, of course.”

“That would require that I believe that, Elusive,” Dusk winced as he looked at Jack’s cutie marks. “Do you even go by Applejack anymore?”

“Actually I go by Jack,” Jack revealed to the Prince of Friendship, though his eyes were narrowed at Dusk. “Ah know yer quite a prude, Dusk, but ah never thought you would make such false assumptions about our lifestyle choices. Why would you think Zecora wanted to hurt any of us?”

“I didn’t at first,” Dusk’s wings flapped briefly from his sides in frustration as they walked to the dining room. “But the cutie mark stuff and the change of name? And you got rid of your hat that your dead father gave you! How am I supposed to believe you’d do all of that without Zecora manipulating you? Or that Rainbow Blitz gave up the Wonderbolts happily? He loved flying with them and it was his dream forever! What’s next, is Elusive going to hoof over his fashion business entirely to Sassy Saddles or Coco Pommel? Is Butterscotch going to go no contact with his animals?!”

“Okay now you’re just being ridiculous,” Butterscotch frowned, his ears flattened against his pink mane. “And because our decisions shock you, you’re going to turn on us?”

“Mah father ain’t around, it’s worth nothing to keep living a dead stallion’s family legacy when ah know him and Ma would’ve just wanted me to be happy at the end of the day,” Jack rolled his eyes in annoyance now, turning away as he began trotting towards the hallway he came from. “Whatever, do what ya want Dusk.”

“I’ll write the letter, to make sure that the Princes enforce the public’s respect towards all the Elements of Harmony,” Dusk determined, with the three striped ponies breathing exhales of relief before the purple alicorn continued. “But I’m going to express my skepticism to them as well, they might want to summon Zecora in the near future for questioning. Especially if he ends up trying any funny business with my leadership.”

“What a buzzkill,” Jack groaned.

“Dusk is trying to make sure we are protected and happy,” Elusive pouted as he came to the purple alicorn’s defense. “I’m sure Solaris and Artemis wouldn’t dare hurt him since we care about him so much. I trust his decision.”

“Thank you,” Dusk’s shoulders relaxed as he got at least one of his friends’ understanding. “This is a strange coincidence, him taking only Elements of Harmony, and I’d like to make sure there isn’t anything darker coming into play here. Nothing that you couldn’t agree to with a clear mind. If you three could take your leave, I’m going to get Barb and gently let her know the news so that she can be ready to send the letter.

“Whatever,” Jack huffed, Butterscotch walking to his side and placing a comforting wing over the orange pony’s back. Elusive gave Dusk Shine a sympathetic nod before turning and walking behind them. After a few quiet moments, the three had left. Dusk Shine felt shock flooding through his mind. After a devious nightmare pony, Element of Chaos, changeling King, and so much more, the biggest threat to the Elements of Harmony…might’ve been one dark and seductive zebra with promises more pleasurable than anypony’s wildest dreams…

An Apple Fallen Far From the Tree

Author's Note

Pairing: Zecora/Applejack
Contains self-discovery, degradation, anal, fucking during work, clumsy sex, rough sex, dirty talk, mind break, followed by next scene of family argument (hidden zebradom arousal) with sad ending. Don't worry, this chapter isn't the end of Big Mae and Sugar Beau's story!! Another time!

Merry Christmas everypony!!!! 🎄

An Apple Fallen Far From the Tree

“Fuck, oh great Solaris, careful Zecora! Ah don’t want to knock over any of the p-potions…”

“Then maybe you shouldn’t have such fat pony cheeks to plow, get to work now.”

Zecora’s stoic voice that sharply contrasted with his horny actions got Jack’s eyes rolling to the back of his head as he was organizing the potions that he and Zecora put together. Over the course of the past two weeks since Jack had completely shattered his former identity, the orange stallion ironically felt more free to do stuff than he did before. A lot of ponies that he’d talked to assumed that his sudden change meant that he was no longer able to have hobbies, or a life of his own. But such an assumption couldn’t be further from the truth. Jack had actually been able to return to an old hobby that he’d grown to love over the past ten times he did it before losing the last time: rodeo shows. Granted, they were more casual ones and less competitive, given that he wanted to work his way back up to winning blue ribbons and prize money, but Zecora was all too happy to watch the shows while proudly chatting up others that asked about Jack’s new life. While Zecora certainly loved all his subs deeply, Jack could tell that he was the one that the zebra stud was the proudest of with his stark transformation. A true testament to how far a pony could fall into zebra sluttiness.

And on top of taking up rodeos again, Jack had also started to help Zecora a good deal with making the potions. After an exchange of letters between Big Mae and Zecora, the latter agreed to have her and the red mare's coltfriend come and retrieve the finished potions from the hut to bring back to the farm. But until they were finished “quality checking” the potions to see that they looked and smelled as normal, Zecora was mounted over the orange and black stallion who had his forelegs on the kitchen table full of potions. With the zebra stud pistoning his fat zebra dick in and out or Jack's orange ponut, grunting deeply, the newly striped sub was gently pulling one of the glass bottles towards himself while his Zebra Master clapped his cheeks even faster. Jack whined and pressed his forehooves against the glass bottle for dear life without breaking it. He kept his focus on the bottles instead of fully surrendering to the pleasure building up inside of him, seeing that they were the right color to match the flavor of apple. As well as slowly popping off the corkscrew of each one and tasting it, something that Zecora had trained him in to know which taste was preferable to which potion.

If something was actually close to breaking, Jack knew that his Master would slow down or stop. But the idea that Zecora's release mattered more turned on the both of them greatly. And what would've normally taken five minutes to do with both of their work took the better part of an hour as Jack finally tasted the last potion for quality assurance. As Zecora hilted himself inside of Jack's backdoor with a loud grunt, his big zebra balls pressed against the rim of his pony's ponut as he gave a loud sigh. Spilling his seed deep inside Jack's ass, Zecora shuddered and grinned as he relaxed against the former apple pony's back.

“I couldn't be happier that you've given away all of you, even always speaking what is true,” Zecora snickered, remembering the other day that Jack told him that he would be proud to lie about what Dusk and Bubble's rooms in the new house were for. That was how Zecora knew that Jack had fallen truly harder than the rest. Unbeknownst to Dusk and Bubble, Jack didn't even consider himself an Element of Harmony anymore. Rainbow Blitz was very much still loyal, Butterscotch was certainly kind, and Elusive always made sure to give in need even if he had become a lot more selfish. But Jack? The orange pony was willing to lie through his teeth if it was what was best for Zecora. It was as surprising as it was hot. But Zecora shook his head a little as he willed himself to stay on task. “Let’s get all these potions in the wagon before they get here, and then shower off our activity that was very queer~”

Jack cooed as they remained lovingly against the table for a few more moments before Zecora pulled his fat zebra length out of his newly striped sub’s dark orange ponut. Jack moaned, a little sad at feeling the physical departure of his Zebra Master, before he got to work and grabbed a pair of potions with his foreleg tucked against his chest. Jack moved them to the wagon that was next to the front door, before Zecora placed several in the same wagon. The two did this back and forth for a couple of minutes before scurrying off into the shower to properly wash up…

As Jack was drying himself off, his heart blossoming in his chest as he saw that his stripes remained on his fur as Zecora reassured him, the orange stallion heard a trio of firm and heavy knocks on the door that could only be his older sister. If it were over a couple of weeks ago, when he had first left the barn for good, Jack would’ve been downright terrified to know what she would’ve thought of his disowning of the Apple name. But as he heard the knocks, excitement flickered in his mind and heart as he galloped towards the door to show off to the ponies he once loved most that he had completely changed for the better. Zecora, already dry from using his own towel, hummed with a big smile as he slowly walked down the hallway by the time he heard a gasp of surprise and a deep yet feminine shriek.

“Applejack, yer cutie marks are crossed out!” Big Mae brayed loudly, fully expecting her brother to be wearing stripes like all of Zecora’s other partners, but completely flabbergasted by the additional changes that the zebra deemed necessary. To say the big red mare was horrified would’ve been an understatement, her wide green eyes unable to look away from her brother looking absurdly different. Why only her brother? When all the other subs still had their cutie marks visible? Was Zecora punishing the Apple family for Grandpa Smith’s actions? Would he even take it that far?

“Ah won’t stop ya from calling me that, cause ah can’t,” Jack admitted with a shrug and a small roll of his eyes before he continued to his older sister and her coltfriend next to her with his jaw dropped and blushing brightly. “But ah’d like to at least let the both of you know that ah go by Jack now. No more apple in the name of course. Losing the name was mah idea.”

“And the cutie marks?” Big Mae’s horrified expression melted away, this time the big red mare’s ears were flattened against her blonde mane as she couldn’t hide her frown.

“My idea,” Zecora expressed loudly and clearly, his firm gaze on Big Mae as Jack moved to the side to allow his Zebra Master to pick up the handle with his teeth as he pulled out the wagon of potions for the couple to take. Sugar Beau used his magic to pull the wagon off to the side so that they could continue talking to Jack without it in the way, while the smaller pink unicorn looked Jack up and down. He couldn’t bring himself to compliment the orange pony’s striped getup when his marefriend looked like she wanted the ground to swallow her up. Zecora had the decency to walk back to his room, to allow them the chance to talk without him there for at least a couple of minutes. The bedroom door closed with an audible sound, giving Big Mae the signal to talk to her brother, her heart pounding with fear as she had underestimated just how deep this zebra-pony relationship would go.

“Ah was really thinkin’ Grandpa Smith was blowing smoke up our flanks,” Big Mae explained. “But ya left yer hat at the barn and never came back for it, or even had one of yer friends get it. Now ah see ya never intended on putting it back on yer head. The farm is the family legacy, that we worked to maintain from sunup to sundown for years, and now yer ashamed of it? Ah’m glad Grandpa Smith was wrong about him hitting you or the stuff he said about Sugar Beau-”

“Wait, what did he say about me?” Sugar’s heart skipped a beat in cold apprehension as he looked up at his much taller marefriend. Though Big Mae ignored him.

“-but ah think he might’ve been right to worry that Zecora was ruining the Apple family legacy thanks to our parents being gone,” Big Mae glared at her brother, despite the orange and black stallion staring at his older sister with a blank expression. With how much Jack used to care about what his sister said, Big Mae was used to his expression of fear and groveling over the years whenever she chewed him out about something. Whether it was leaving food out from the fridge or skipping work for an hour or two, Big Mae knew she was able to get her younger brother to stay in line and help her get the hard work done.

Now? Jack looked downright bored at what she was saying. The fear she inflicted on her own kin on-and-off throughout their upbringing shifted towards her for once, the big red mare’s body getting cold as ice as she wasn’t remotely getting through to her brother. Gulping, Big Mae tried another method.

“Brother?” Big Mae spoke up, her voice raising an octave as she looked deep into Jack’s slightly changed expression. “None of us knew it came down to this, we had no idea you were overworked so hard to the point you were ready to leave. We really didn’t. And thanks to Zecora’s potions, we can afford to have you no longer there every day or even week. But we thought you’d help us out at somepoint! Ya didn’t say you were abandoning the farm for good.”

“Sis?” Jack rolled his eyes. “It’s a fucking building with fruit around it, it’s not that deep. If not the Apple family, some other group of ponies will grow food. Of course ah was never happy working mah tail off for such a trivial cause. Now surrendering to a zebra on a regular basis? That’s a beautiful cause that most ponies won’t get to enjoy in their lifetimes. Yer entitled to yer own opinions, but ah don’t give a fuck anymore. Life is too short for me too.”

Big Mae looked down at the ground, her mind and spirit completely spent on trying to get Jack to change his mind at least a little bit. Granted the big red mare was intrigued when she saw Zecora always with a striped sub at his side, how happy and obedient they were with him. Even now despite the disturbance of her brother abandoning everything he once cared about, Big Mae couldn’t help but wonder what was so great about Zecora. Sugar Beau, given that Jack wasn’t related to him, was more open about looking the orange stallion up and down. The pink femcolt was deeply fascinated with Jack’s black stripes all over his body, and was almost completely certain that Zecora could satisfy his submissives far more than Sugar Beau could please his marefriend with his smaller dick.

With near perfect timing, Zecora closed the door to his bedroom behind him as he walked up to Jack’s side staring intently at his sub’s sister.

“Did everything in the wagon look right? I’m not interested in this transaction turning into a fight,” Zecora scoffed. “If either of you have the percentage of earnings owed to me as well, that would definitely be swell.”

“Oh! Here,” Sugar Beau piped up, his voice high-pitched and shaky staring at Zecora and his superior rippling figure. While Big Mae had a bigger body than Zecora, even the big red mare’s muscles weren’t as big as the zebra stallion in front of her. Big Mae clamped her muzzle shut and took a step back as her much smaller coltfriend used his magic to levitate the bag of bits he carried with him into Zecora’s open forehoof. Big Mae felt her heart dropping in her chest, wondering if Grandpa Smith was right about Zecora infiltrating and ruining a family that was already vulnerable without their parents around.

The worst part of it all was that Jack didn’t seem the least bit phased, Big Mae would’ve expected at least a little sign of distress from having a disagreement with family. Instead, the orange and black stallion clung to Zecora’s side and smiled up at him, batting his eyelashes as if Big Mae and Sugar Beau weren’t even there.

“You will be coming to pick up the potions by yourself next time,” Zecora ordered Sugar Beau, and before Big Mae could protest that she hadn’t acted as out of line as their grandfather, the zebra extended his foreleg behind the door and slammed it shut with a click to indicate it was locked. Big Mae and Sugar Beau trotted towards the exit of the Everfree, with the latter using his magic to pull the wagon beside them while keeping an eye out for animals.

“Ah was so happy for him and Zecora, but why did Applejack have to disown his own life up until the past couple of weeks?” Big Mae shook her head. “This is all happening so fast, and ah thought that he’d help us or visit on the holidays. But with every trace of the Apple name tainted or removed, ah don’t know if ah’ll ever see him again. What…what did we do that was so horrible?”

Sugar Beau kept his mouth closed, the despair on Jack’s face every day on the farm was clear to him. The misery that Grandpa Smith inflicted on the poor stallion for being gay, and then for dating Zecora. The pink unicorn could see all the reasons in the world for Jack to turn away from his family and the demands of Equestria, and want pleasurable bliss for a change. To want somepony that cared about what Jack wanted.

But he knew that saying any of this wouldn’t comfort his big and beautiful marefriend, and so Sugar Beau leaned against Big Mae. Their pelts warmed each other up in the cold forest as Big Mae was shaking with grief, and Sugar Beau was cooing and comforting her, as they made their way back to Sweet Apple Acres.

A Bright New Future

Author's Note

Sex Scene Participants: Zecora, Rainbow Blitz, Elusive, Butterscotch, Applejack (whole herd basically)
Contains ogling/dark fantasies, degradation, eager masochism (spanking), making out/being romantic, herd orgy, house tour (scandalous right), oral, anal, facefucking, spitroasting, masturbation, and plans for growing a herd...

A Bright New Future

“Wow, they did a very good job on this!”

Dusk Shine smiled as Bubble Berry bounced at his side, the two taking the lead of the tour as the herd made sure everything was in place. The day, after a few more days, had finally arrived where the herd could fully move into their new home. Zecora wasn’t quite ready or sure of what to do with his hut, but it had been completely scraped clean of the belongings that once inhabited it. The cauldron and many beloved potions that he and Jack had made were in the room made for them, and Dusk and Bubble made sure to peek their heads in there and ooo and ahh at it before glancing at the giant bed of the herd with knowing blushes. Dusk’s long alicorn wings twitched and stiffened at his sides, something that the whole herd took note of. Zecora gently blinked his eyes at the sight, with a blank expression as his eyes happened to fall on those starry cheeks belonging to the Prince of Friendship. Neurotic to a fault, starting to revert back to his anti-social roots due to losing touch with his friends, and almost definitely a virgin, Zecora was aware that the tall purple alicorn would be the only one that wouldn’t go to him first. Even if he was hornier than all of the herd members combined for good zebra dick, which he very well could be, Prince Dusk Shine’s responsibilities that he’d worked all his life for outweighed even the busy Elusive by a longshot. Zecora was even slightly terrified of such a prospect, of even trying to dominate an alicorn that was magically leagues stronger than him or any of his spells or potions.

Though, the zebra stallion gulped, he’d never admit such a thing out loud. The big striped stud was barely even okay with making a room “for” Dusk. Even with the rest of his herd assuring him that they could keep up a convincing lie, including Jack. Zecora watched with quiet awe as Dusk eloquently flew up above the stairs and to each floor, while Bubble Berry trotted up the stairs. Zecora couldn’t help himself, even if the stallion wasn’t yet part of his herd, watching the earth pony’s massive bubbly pink ass cheeks ripple and even clap with certain steps up the stairs. No matter how big his subs’ asses got, even over the course of his leadership and ownership, they never got half as thick as Bubble Berry’s dumptruck. It was likely where all of those sugary sweets went, and the rest of his body was relatively in-shape except for a slightly pudgy belly thanks to his insanely fast metabolism due to his high-strung energy. But the most of his body’s fat was in his ass, something that got Zecora bricked up and that his slaves had to cover for. Zecora snorted in his hungry arousal as his four subs walked ahead of him so that Bubble wouldn’t glance and see him so horny. Though, Zecora wondered if hiding such was any good considering that Bubble’s long floofy pink tail was twitching sporadically with a mind of its own. Bubble Berry definitely was thinking a lot more than he was actually saying, though his wide smile made him seem more happy to be there than even his own herd. Was he thinking of his parties? What he was going to do after looking at the house? Bubble Berry was arguably the biggest enigma out of all the Elements of Harmony.

And Zecora loved it.

After a while of the tour, Rainbow Blitz and Butterscotch were on each side of the big stud, just like when it was the three of them for an entire year. Zecora’s heart fluttered at the nostalgia and the exceptional level of happiness that came with having his cake and eating it too, earning two more beautiful subs along the way and possibly more. And the three of them walked on the top floor while Jack and Elusive were still on lower floors checking out their own rooms, when they walked in on Dusk looking at the walls of “his own” room. The tall purple alicorn looked perplexed, and his wings were completely poofed out from his sides as he turned to look at the three with wide eyes and a purplish red blush in his cheeks.

“Is this…is this supposed to be my room?” Dusk brought a forehoof to cover his mouth as he glanced up at the hatch that led up to the roof. “This room is approximately eight feet taller than the rest of the rooms, I checked. How strange, when Rainbow Blitz and Butterscotch’s rooms aren’t like that.”

“Well that’s because those are their bedrooms while this room is meant for them to nap and stretch their wings, it's a pegasus room while their main rooms are meant for storing their things,” Zecora blabbered, feeling more nervous speaking than ever before. The power and pure authority from Dusk Shine admittedly had him tongue-tied, and the big zebra stallion felt it would take some miracle to get this stallion to someday fall for his charms. “That way they can fly out of the house instead of leaving out the front door if they’d like, and it can also triple serve as a new room for a pegasus that joins the herd if they’re deserving and have the right moment to strike…”

“Why, do you-” Zecora’s tail gently but firmly swatted over Butterscotch’s cutie mark, and the yellow pegasus switch closed his muzzle and gave a fake cough before smiling wide. “Do you want to check out the roof?”

“Maybe another time,” Dusk waited till the three ponies moved out of the way before the purple alicorn trotted out of the room and flew down to the bottom floor. As the three stepped out, Bubble Berry had stepped out of the guest room, the one meant for him, and stared down Zecora with narrowed eyes and a heavy blush. His lips were in a tight line, giving absolutely nothing else besides his clear arousal away. Rainbow Blitz, Butterscotch, and Zecora stared at the chubby pink stallion with awkward silence for several seconds before Bubble Berry shifted completely. With a springy flick of his tail, and his eyes wide and bright and his smile back to before, Bubble Berry bounced past the three and down the stairs as if nothing had happened.

“Wha-”

“Don’t try and make sense of it, it's easier that way,” Rainbow Blitz spoke over Zecora with a wave of his wing, and truthfully, the blue femcolt had been dying to get into a hot and steamy orgy the moment the entire herd was officially moved in and was getting highly impatient. From the glances he made at his herdmates’ lengths and the blushes they had nonstop, Rainbow Blitz was certain they all felt the same. Him and Elusive hadn’t been on Zecora’s dick in weeks, even though they’ve had toys to keep their holes well prepared for when their Zebra Master would conquer it again. And so all five members of the herd eventually met Dusk Shine and Bubble Berry at the door to properly say goodbye to them. At that point, all four of Zecora’s slaves were heavily blushing and biting their lips while hard as bricks and unable to even hide the need in their bodies from what they were anticipating the moment the alicorn and party pony left.

“Well,” Dusk Shine, much to Zecora’s amazement, was in the same aroused state as his subs. The zebra started to wonder if he perhaps had a chance with this powerful deity after all. “Congratulations on the big new house, you guys deserve it with the way the herd is growing and all. I’ll be sure to bring a lovely housewarming gift. Just um, Zecora, you probably already know this. But with all your subs being the Elements of Harmony, I had to express what’s been happening with Solaris and Artemis. Coincidence or not, they need to be aware of it to at least keep us from being bullied for engaging in your uh…culture.”

“I understand completely though they’ve failed to inform me of this,” Zecora glanced at his subs knowingly over his shoulder before looking at Dusk Shine again. “Of course such a convenient turn of events would be near impossible to dismiss.”

“Thank you,” Dusk nodded, and Bubble bobbed his head up and down in an aggressive nod before the two turned and walked out the door. The chubby pink pony waved his forehoof goodbye and shouted congratulations before the doors closed, and while the others were feeling guilt from hiding stuff from their Zebra Master, the oblivious Rainbow Blitz was quick to drape his forelegs around Zecora and start placing kisses all over his face.

“I have no idea what Dusk is talking about, nor do I care!” Blitz assured his master. “C’mon, Zecora, I need that dick inside of me!”

“As hot as your desperation is to me, you cannot order me around as if you’re free,” Zecora scoffed, causing Rainbow Blitz to quickly get off the big zebra stud as he stepped closer to Jack, Butterscotch, and Elusive. “So what happened to Dusk, to have him put off from my musk?”

“We showed Jack to him, he was going to find out at somepoint,” Butterscotch blushed. “And with Jack giving up his old life and Rainbow Blitz quitting the Wonderbolts, Dusk saw it suspicious enough to alert the Princes.”

“Fuck,” Zecora said simply, no rhyme needed. Starting to soften a little from such a turn of events, Zecora’s shoulders slumped as he slowly rolled his eyes. “You’re right of course, there’s no hiding anything from that intelligent purple horse. But it definitely is a moodkiller to find out a letter to the Princes was sent, and not be told until Dusk was in my face to vent.”

“We’re so sorry, Zecora,” Elusive profusely apologized. “Blame me if you have to blame one of us, I considered the house being completed and you comforting Jack to be far more urgent. That was my call, darling. Plus, if you knew Dusk was that suspicious of you, you wouldn’t have been able to hide your true intentions when he was doing the house tour. You would’ve given yourself away, and Solaris and Artemis might’ve approached you far more aggressively, likely receiving a second letter.”

“...” Zecora paused, placing a forehoof against his lips as he processed just how well Elusive had thought out protecting his Master. Now that he fully understood why they kept quiet, Zecora had far more appreciation for the dainty femcolt than not. Knowing such news would’ve put a damper on the house tour, and Zecora felt himself getting hard again as he returned to looking at Elusive plus his three other subs. “Your preparedness is very much appreciated on this, and now we can all engage in carnal bliss. Blame is not the game. I intend on rewarding you, not only for covering me through and through, but for overseeing the construction of this house that is new.”

“Really?” Elusive’s eyes widened, and Rainbow Blitz’ wings deflated in frustration at the unicorn inadvertently getting to fuck the zebra first. Though, with how much love he had in his heart towards the silky unicorn, Rainbow Blitz couldn’t be too mad. Zecora nodded before gesturing his head towards Jack.

“However, Jack is in need of recognition as well if you couldn’t tell,” Zecora admitted. “Look at this former farmpony that used to live for fruit, now he’s sacrificed everything all for some giant zebra brute. So why don’t you two jump on the bed, Jack at the bottom and you on top to take turns being bred~”

Jack and Elusive couldn’t scramble to the giant bed that Zecora had for all of them fast enough, being able to fully test how effective it’d be for the hundreds of harmonic orgies that would commence on there thanks to their shared lovely Zebra Master. As Jack flung himself laying on his stomach onto the bed, his big earth pony hindlegs splayed out off the foot of the bed with his long blonde tail moved to the side, Elusive had a moment for pause. He remembered when the orange and black stallion joined the herd, not even that interested in Zecora in comparison to his longtime love towards the svelte unicorn. And deeply caring about his family and the farm too much to pursue a proper love life. Elusive got to stare at the beauty Jack was now, striped beyond measure with his cutie marks crossed out and his hat gone entirely. The many ponies of Ponyville might’ve been judging with seething jealousy, and Sweet Apple Acres was probably experiencing a lot more darker days since they found out how much Jack had truly disowned them.

But for Elusive?

Jack couldn’t have looked more beautiful to him. And Elusive was deeply honored to share the experience with him as the much smaller unicorn jumped on top of Jack’s body, parting his magnificent purple tail to the side and resting his head on top of the fully submitted sub’s blonde mane as Zecora lumbered into the room with his fully hard black zebra cock and cool cyan eyes. The big zebra stud snorted, looking at that gray ponut Elusive had as he hadn’t had a chance to fuck it for weeks. Quick to fix such an urgent issue, Zecora stood on his hindlegs and pressed the tip of his cock against Elusive’s readied hole. They were all pre-lubed for Zecora’s pleasure, as they should be for their Zebra Master. And Elusive’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as his tongue lolled out of his mouth, shuddering in pure and utter submission as he felt Zecora’s dick spread the walls of his backdoor. Inch after inch of Zecora’s dick returned inside of Elusive’s ponut, and the unicorn had so terribly missed the length of his Zebra Master. That was probably why Elusive moaned harder than usual, his body convulsing in near orgasm as his length was completely hard against Jack’s back. His practically screamed in pleasure as Zecora hilted himself inside the unicorn and had his footlong stuffed inside and mashing the slut’s p-spot to bits. Jack bit his lip, blushing to himself as he felt himself getting really hard from having his horny herdmate getting railed on top of him.

Then, after pulling out of Elusive’s ponut completely, Zecora proceeded to then push his length inside of Jack’s ass as the orange stallion couldn’t bite his lip anymore. He just had to bray in pleasure as he got the same treatment that Elusive did, feeling Zecora’s length slip entirely inside of his ass before their Zebra Master fell into a sinful rhythm. Thrusting inside Elusive’s ass at least five times before doing the same to Jack, Zecora made sure to keep both subs on the edge of their orgasms as he snorted and grunted. Eventually, with Jack being the main stallion that he’d been degrading and bringing down from grace, Zecora made up his mind to get the orange and black stallion to cum his lights out first. Plunging his fat thick dick fully inside and hitting Jack’s p-spot, Zecora made sure to keep Elusive entertained by pulling back his forehooves and roughly smacking the silky unicorn’s diamonds. Should Elusive ever tire of his passion like two of the others did, Zecora had no problem giving the diamonds his own creative spin of striping. The stallions that were probably attracted to the Elements of Harmony before all of this had to be pissed, Zecora imagined, thinking that they were entitled to be the ones to fuck them for their own convoluted reasons. That turned on Zecora all the more, as he was fucking Jack like a beast posessed while making Elusive’s snow white ass cheeks a sour red from the rough ass-smacking.

“Oh fuck darling, you’re hurting me!” Elusive had tears in his eyes, blushing as hard as his ass cheeks were red as drool fell from his lips. Before Zecora could question the intensity of Elusive’s words, the dainty unicorn was quick to express what he meant. “Please, harder!”

“Fuck that’s so hot,” Jack grunted, turning his head awkwardly to face Elusive as they hotly made out for Zecora. Some of his feelings for the smaller unicorn remained, though now he made out with Elusive moreso for Zecora’s pleasure rather than his own. His tongue and Elusive’s tongue were fiercely dancing with each other’s while they moaned loudly. Zecora fucked harder, something he didn’t even know was possible, but Elusive’s masochism paired with Jack’s desperate fall from grace brought that out of him. Jack’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he came with the force of a dying star, his hindlegs kicking at the open air as he came into the new bedsheets. Zecora moved his hooves harder, hearing the audible smacks of his forehooves against Elusive’s ass cheeks. But then, after a few more times of doing such, Zecora decided to slide his cock out of Jack’s backdoor and push it back inside of Elusive’s ponut. The stinging pain that lingered on Elusive’s ass cheeks, paired with the thick intrusion of zebra dick inside of his backdoor, was quick to bring the dainty unicorn to his limit. Elusive’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as he came against Jack’s back, painting and moaning as he was swift to meet his release. It was downright painful to be not having the carnal pleasure of his Zebra Master for such a long time, and being so absurdly pent up and deprived of superior horse dick had him finishing far quicker than normal. It made the snowy-furred unicorn nostalgic of the day he’d first came over to their hut, that Rainbow Blitz was very perceptive of how much Elusive longed to be railed by his destined Prince.

Elusive’s ears twitched, as he wondered what Rainbow Blitz and Butterscotch were doing outside of the bedroom…

“Mmmmmph, nnnmph, mmmph!”

“That’s what you get for being a desperate little brat, thinking you absolutely need Zecora inside of you first.”

Rainbow Blitz’ eyes rolled to the back of his head, his long rainbow mane disheveled as he was laying on his back on the couch with his head tilted upside down over the arm of said couch. Butterscotch was standing over him, having taken the potion to make his bottom half “dominant” again as his ten inches of dark yellow pegasus dick was facefucking his best friend’s mouth. Drool and spit was falling down from Rainbow Blitz’ mouth and onto the carpet of the new living room as his dark blue cock was bobbing left and right with pre-cum spilling out. Getting punished, even if not by Zecora, was insanely hotter than it had any right to be. And hearing Jack and Elusive’s whorish and occasionally feminine cries of pleasure during the brutal facefucking made it all the better. The blue pegasus wasn’t even allowed to touch himself! Blitz moaned loudly against Butterscotch’s cock as the yellow pegasus hilted himself in his best friend’s mouth, spilling rope after rope down into the blue femcolt’s stomach with a satisfied grunt as he then pulled his length out.

“H-Huh-Hababa…” Rainbow Blitz slurred as he tried to voice himself. “H-How was your time with just you and Jack? I know it took you some time to warm up to him being in the herd…”

“Would you like me and Zecora to show you?” Butterscotch suggested, a wolfish grin creeping up on his lips as he saw Rainbow Blitz’ eager nod and rolling off the couch. Butterscotch slowly walked towards the bedroom, slowly opening the door just in time to see Zecora grunting and cumming ropes of his superior zebra seed deep into Elusive while Jack was resting on the bed, gently humping it. That wouldn’t do, Butterscotch tsked to himself. The orange and black stallion having surrendered his whole life to this would need to be rewarded.

Butterscotch leaned forward and whispered in Zecora’s ear, and the big striped adonis smiled as he pulled his length out of Elusive’s ponut. It was softening a great deal, having just came, but Zecora knew that he had the perfect femcolt to warm him up.

“Butterscotch has a great idea that he told, so I might ask my most horny femcolt to jerk me off with his wings if he may be so bold,” Zecora requested, turning around and sitting on the free part of the bed as he rested his powerful hindlegs off the foot of the bed. Zecora watched as Rainbow Blitz galloped to him and opened his wings. Once his pride and joy flying for the Wonderbolts, Rainbow Blitz finally had realized over a year ago that there was so much more to life than flying. Serving a superior Zebra Master exceeded any pleasure from competitive flying, and Rainbow Blitz was all too happy to wink and blow a kiss at his striped adonis as he started jerking off the zebra’s flaccid length. Moments passed, with Rainbow Blitz even sucking off the tip until Zecora’s titanic length was completely hard. Elusive had rolled off of Jack’s back as he was currently blowing Butterscotch’s length on the other side of the bed till the yellow pegasus pulled out fully hard.

“Rainbow Blitz and Elusive, please sit on the pillows and get comfortable,” Butterscotch announced, watching as the lithe pegasus and the dainty unicorn did so while Jack looked up at Zecora and Butterscotch. Over the past three weeks, Jack had gotten to know Zecora and Butterscotch on such a deeper level. Two dominant ponies that Jack didn’t realize had so much love to give, his heart flickered and then blossomed with happiness as Butterscotch got on the bed in front of him and leaned forward. Expecting Butterscotch to have degraded him some more, something the orange and black stallion would’ve loved to bits, Jack got something even better. Feeling Butterscotch’s lips on his, his floral scent taking over his nostrils, Jack’s heart nearly exploded with excitement from the overflowing love that he was given instead. From behind, Jack felt Zecora’s forehooves resting on his crossed out cutie marks as the zebra stallion did something incredibly rare. Sticking his tongue inside his newest striped sub’s tush, Zecora hotly made out with his former farmpony’s behind while Butterscotch stuck his tongue down Jack’s throat. Jack bucked his cock into the sheets that were dirty from his previous orgasm, and the orange pony’s eyes rolled to the back of his head as the hot warm sensual touch drove him wild.

Zecora was the first to pull his tongue out of Jack, mounting his orange pony sub once more as he looked up at Rainbow Blitz and Elusive. The unicorn was using his magic to teasingly jerk off Rainbow Blitz’ length, the way that the blue pegasus was most likely to cum in the next few minutes, as they listened to what their Zebra Master was going to say.

“Takes notes from this former Element of Harmony and his true dedication to me,” Zecora snorted, slipping his fat cock inside of Jack as he stared at them. “Given up the love of his life, departing his family and farm even with their strife, forsaking all of his former masculinity and dominance to become more like my wife. And most of all, I’ve gotten this whore to do something never done before. I’ve got the horny little femcolt to lie.”

While Rainbow Blitz wanted to correct Zecora that Jack technically had lied before becoming an Element, the blue pegasus wouldn’t dare ruin such a hot moment that he and Elusive were bearing witness too. Jack moaned loudly into Butterscotch’s mouth as Zecora slipped inch after inch of his cock back inside the hole of his best accomplishment yet. Jack was a prize unlike the others to behold, having been far more broken than the others in a much shorter amount of time. Thrusting and plapping Jack’s fat cheeks while Butterscotch stood up and started fucking the orange sub’s mouth made the zebra dom contemplate. Perhaps he could truly ruin all of his subs into giving up the lives they had before, he already did it partially for Rainbow Blitz and fully for Jack. As he fucked harder with each thrust, depraved images played in Zecora’s head. Such as getting rid of the Rainbows on his Blitz, or having Elusive fully give up his business. Butterscotch was relatively easy as he’d become far more sadistic than what his Element was supposed to be. The yellow pegasus was so headstrong, that Zecora knew that Butterscotch was the one sub he couldn’t break. Not when he wanted to be a Switch so badly.

But perhaps one day I could break him for good? No, that thought stayed longer in my head longer than it should.

Zecora shook off the thought, as tempting as it might’ve been. As it stood, he couldn’t ask Butterscotch to give up his dominance. There would have to be an incentive that wasn’t there before that would make him willing to give up being a Switch. But even if he allowed Butterscotch to be his second-in-command permanently, and kept him in the herd as a Switch, the thoughts were too intense to stop. He needed to take this further, and see how far he could make the Elements of Harmony fall. The dark thoughts that were once rare and passing were in full swing as he heard Jack moaning for dear life and braying femininely in desperation. He came against the bedsheets again as he whined loudly against Butterscotch’s cock, and Zecora imagined Dusk Shine dethroned and having given up his Princehood for him. Wearing a magic-nullifier on his horn and having his wings binded to his sides as he twerked his starry purple ass cheeks.

Zecora’s eyes flashed with absolute need as he roared for the first time during sex, hilting Jack the perfect slutty work of art with all twelve inches of his titanic zebra bitchbreaker, as he came deep inside the orange pony. Butterscotch did the same, and the two moved forward as they hotly made out with their tongues furiously fighting for dominance. Even if such endeavors of dominating Butterscotch forever were fruitless, Zecora would always be turned on at the thought of trying to rail him into submission. And for Jack? Well, the orange pony was in complete bliss from being spitroasted, as they moved into a new home…

…that was their rightful place~