Handing Over the Reins

by Omegathyst

Rating: mature
Tags: Anthro, Applejack, Drama, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish, Porn, Sex, Profanity, Griffons
Length: 28515

As Applejack's anger issues reach a climax, Twilight Sparkle finds the best way to make her dear friend happy again is to send her to Griffonstone and allow her a chance at a climax of the feathery kind instead~

🍎 Featured September 28th-29th! 🍎

Weeks have passed since Twilight Sparkle's life has significantly changed for the better with a marefriend and a bat pony staff to help delegate responsibilities. And Applejack decides that if Twilight can be more happier as herself, she can be more honest with everypony. But is her recent short temper really just her being more honest? Or is there bigger problems with Applejack's happiness with life that she needs to address?

As Applejack's anger issues reach a climax past the point of return, drawing the shocked attention of all of Ponyville, Twilight Sparkle decides that sending the farmpony woman to a special school is her best chance at turning her life around. After all, perhaps Applejack would benefit from a climax of the feathery kind instead. At a griffon school that trains griffonesses and mares into being the perfect submissives~

Commission for Brony-wan-kenobi
Temporary cover by snuddy, custom art will take its place in near future
Contains lots of griffondom, bisexual Applejack, bitless bridles/reins, casual sex education within an adults-only building, nudist/exhibitionist culture, dom/sub dynamics, first time male sexual encounters, and more in the tags of each chapter!

Published 2024-09-28 07:20:00 UTC
Last updated 2025-02-19 16:28:51 UTC

Honesty About Happiness

Author's Note

This chapter only contains depiction of slurs and discrimination towards country folk, brief descriptions/mentions of violence and death.

Contains general setup, anger issues, pent up horniness, introduction to griffon studs and submission education, importance of consent via school protocols, stripping of clothes, briefly witnessed blowjob, sexual repression/mental conflict, rejecting sex.

Honesty About Happiness

“Sir, if you’re not going to buy anything, then ah suggest ya move aside and allow the mare behind you to look at my apples…”

Applejack stood at her stand in Ponyville Square, wearing a red plaid shirt that covered her rack and stopped right above her stomach whilst also wearing her signature hat as she had crossed her arms at the stallion in front of her and narrowed her eyes at him. Over the past several weeks, the powerful orange mare’s temper had ignited more and more as she saw how blatantly Twilight had changed and Equestria had accepted it. The purple alicorn didn’t dress up in long-sleeve shirts or tennis shoes half as often anymore, and had bat ponies following her around everywhere looking at her for long periods of time. Applejack still didn’t know for certain what it meant, but if Twilight could lean into her personality more, why couldn’t she? Applejack was tired of keeping up “appearances” for the sake of her family, cause what good did that mean being the Element of Honesty?

So when a customer scoffed at her or a merchant gave her a dirty look, Applejack lacked interest in avoiding the conflict and would pry. Provoke. Tell them if they have a problem with her, to just say it. The orange mare was banned from half the stands now, and some of them had even turned her family away, which Applejack used as reasons to pick fights with them again. Several complaints had been brought up to Mayor Mare now, and Applejack didn’t care anymore. Why did Twilight get to act how she wanted? Why couldn’t she?

The stallion narrowed his eyes at Applejack, glancing at the pony woman behind him and watching as she looked away to avoid the situation. Applejack snorted loudly at her cowardice, why couldn’t the damn lady assert herself? Why did Applejack have to do it for her?

Then, the stranger looked at Applejack.

“What even happened?” the stranger groaned. “You used to be the talk of this town with the other Elements of Harmony? You were such a standup mare, or you at least acted like one, but over the past several weeks you’ve practically got the whole town turned against you.”

“Guess ah stopped caring about what everypony thinks of me for a change,” Applejack shrugged. “And the town’s still talkin’ about me, aren’t they? And they certainly ain’t stoppin’ buying mah apples anytime soon. Now is there anything else ah can help ya with? Cause for somepony standing at mah stand, ya sure ain’t focusing on the product ah’m selling…”

“Great fucking Celestia,” the pony man groaned as he slapped his forehead with one hand, shaking his head. “Guess even if you’re an Element, doesn’t change that you were raised by a bunch of dumb hicks.”

Applejack’s mind went completely paralyzed for several moments, her eyes widening as her eyes twitched and she kept her arms desperately at her sides. It was certainly true that she didn’t care what anypony thought of her anymore, but what was said about her family was a different story entirely. She loved them with her life and would do anything to make sure they were fed and taken care of, still working hard on bucking apples no matter how her day was. No matter what energy she did or didn’t have. Her emotions warred with her logic as she physically willed herself to stay still and not act impulsively this time. If she ended up hurting this stallion, she knew that it could put the financial stability of the Apples at risk with the consequences.

Much to her horror, the stallion pulled his hand away from his face and grinned at the orange pony woman as a sharp contrast to how sympathetic he looked earlier.

“Huh, apparently something hit a nerve, didn’t it?” The stallion persisted. “That’s the truth, huh? The one that you’re afraid of? That your family don’t know common Ponyville decency livin’ on a farm? Is this how they all act? Like the pigs in the mud? Don’t know how to bite your tongue, or grin and bear some rudeness, because y’all fight back at home like animals? Is that why your parents are gone? Cause one of ya took it too far-”

“Stop-”

“Don’t tell me what to do, lady,” the stallion talked over the mare behind him, who had finally spoken up before she turned around and ran off towards the courthouse. Applejack barely registered the customer behind him bolting off, anger and fire boiling in her blood at the absurd yet degrading insults the stallion was saying, and imagining her parents Bright Mac and Pear Butter who were long gone, they couldn’t defend themselves from the slander the stallion was saying.

But she could.

“-and buried those two six feet in the-”

Fire ignited and exploded as Applejack’s fist connected with his face.

“Have a seat, Applejack.”

Applejack sat on the chair on the left in Mayor Mare’s office, with Granny Smith on the right. The older mayor of the town saw dozens of citizens of the town right outside her window staring daggers at the orange earth pony woman and talking amongst each other in shock. The pale amber pony woman shook her head as she walked towards the window and closed the curtains as the three of them couldn’t see anypony outside anymore. Granny Smith had a hand clutched over her chest, her eyes wide as she struggled to breath in her chair as she looked at Applejack like she might have a heart attack. Mayor Mare, despite the angry mob outside, had her gaze cool and composed as she pulled out her chair and sat down.

“Normally, if this were like the Trixie situation, I would have ensured that you were out of town,” Mayor Mare explained, her tone as if she was talking about the weather. “After paying the hospital bills, of course. Unless you can somehow prove this is a one-off incident, I’ll have to deem you as a danger to the town and act accordingly. But considering you’ve been an Element of Harmony, and have helped save the entirety of Equestria, we have a unique situation here. I’ve invited our local Princess, Twilight Sparkle, to join us and help determine a solution that’ll bring everypony’s minds at peace.”

“Ah can only think of sending her back to finish a proper education, not just high school,” Granny Smith added the last part of her sentence before Applejack could protest, the orange mare’s nostrils flaring up at any more indications that her family might be dumb or illiterate in some type of way. Mayor Mare stayed quiet as the older green lady continued. “Ah swear to Celestia we’ve tried everything from talking to her, to accompanying her for support, tryin’ to get her to go to some kind of family counseling, even the other Elements have tried talkin’ some sense into her! But she keeps screaming up and down about how she can act how she wants now because Twilight can.”

“And what does Twilight have anything to do with this?” Mayor Mare’s ears flickered, and her eyes jumped towards the door at its perfectly timed knock before she made a beeline towards it. “I guess we’ll be finding that out, won’t we?”

Opening the door, Twilight Sparkle entered in all her lavender-furred glory with her horn and long wings showing her power as she wore a white blouse and black high heels that was paired with a black skirt that reached her knees. On top of that, the white blouse had a black crescent moon in the center that reminded Applejack of how close she had become to Luna over the past several weeks. The outfit was certainly not anything overly suggestive, but Applejack narrowed her eyes as she knew that Twilight wouldn’t have been caught dead wearing such a getup months ago, let alone when she had first met the purple pony. Mayor Mare pulled out a chair from behind her desk that Applejack hadn’t even noticed, pushing it to the side as Twilight sat down and looked at the Ponyville Mayor expectedly.

“Granny Smith was just explaining to me how Applejack is acting up because you are acting differently, and I have no idea what she is talking about,” Mayor Mare explained with a shrug and a shake of her head as Applejack glared at the purple alicorn.

“Are you kiddin’ me?!” Applejack snapped. “She leaves for a few weeks and all of a sudden, she comes back no longer wearing turtlenecks and has half a dozen bat ponies followin’ her! Does anypony else notice this nonsense because ah do! If she gets to have a whole new personality that makes her happy then why can’t ah?! Why ah’m ah the one who just has to accept mah life ain’t ever gonna change?!”

“Applejack?” Granny Smith looked at the tall orange mare, powerful in her muscular appearance but mentally no more than a mouse as her grandmother looked at her intently for the first time in years, her eyes blinking fast as she reached a frail hand towards her granddaughter. “Are you meaning to tell me that you’re not happy?”

“Ah…” Applejack looked to her grandmother, the shattered pain all too clear in the green pony woman’s watery eyes as she saw Twilight was looking at her dear friend with flattened ears and a small frown. The accusations about her new staff seemed to mean little to the purple alicorn, who could only stare at Applejack like she was a wounded animal. Applejack took a deep breath, wanting to bolt off were it not for the angry mob that would make that near impossible. Granny Smith didn’t bother to wait for Applejack to tell the truth as she looked at both Mayor Mare and Twilight Sparkle.

“As much as ah think school would help the poor girl, we don’t have the money,” Granny Smith deflated, her heart even more stricken by the revelation of her granddaughter’s longtime misery as her ears flattened and she stared at the floor. At the mention of school, Twilight’s ears perked up and her long wings flashed out from her sides as she smiled from ear to ear, the sudden brightness catching both Mayor Mare and Applejack’s attention as she raised one finger.

“Well, over the past several years, Griffonstone has been rebuilding itself and just finished setting up a school that ponies and griffons alike go to as a form of unity and cultural enrichment,” Twilight babbled as she squirmed in her seat, the excitement in her body at the idea of education was palpable. At least, that’s what Applejack assumed she was excited about. “Having an Element of Harmony as a successful student for their new class? Think about the publicity for pony-griffon relations! And of course, I would have no issue with paying for the entirety of the school semester and paying for that stallion’s hospital bills. And whatever costs that the family feels they are entitled to. It all goes away~!”

“Listen, if ya want to pay the hospital bills and such, that’s a mighty fine favor for you to do for me,” Applejack nodded, though she gripped the sides of her chair as she narrowed her eyes at the purple alicorn. “But ya have no right to be stickin’ yer muzzle in mah personal business upending mah life with this education bullshit. Ah’m already gonna have my hands full with damage control here anyways.”

“Applejack, you screwed up,” Twilight said flatly, her ears slowly falling as her expression turned blank and her wings dropped. “Almost all of Ponyville is seething at your continuous attitude problems and straight up assault of an innocent citizen. What he said isn’t going to matter at this point, and if something isn’t done to display you’ve changed, then this incident is going to affect your family’s business horrendously. I’d highly recommend you take this opportunity at least for a couple of weeks to show how seriously you take what you’ve done, and to show everypony you’re sorry and let them cool down from this tension. Otherwise, it could endanger your entire family. Sure, I could use my bat ponies as bodyguards as a temporary measure, but I can’t exactly do that forever because they’re needed back at my castle.”

“And is this some kind of boot camp school?” Applejack scoffed.

“Applejack, please, you need to take this generous opportunity that Twilight is offering you,” Granny Smith begged. “Especially if you’re not even happy with us in the first place, you just seem like you wish you had what Twilight has now.”

Applejack’s eye twitched, and Twilight stared at the orange farmpony knowingly as a small smirk grew on her muzzle. Though Granny Smith had no idea what Twilight even had in the first place, Applejack had a few ideas and she felt her face explode in a wild tomato red blush at Twilight’s smile.

“I’m very confident that the school would be a wonderful experience for you if that is the case,” Twilight explained to Applejack. “Both me and Princess Luna have looked over the lesson plans for this school, and the consent of the activities is number one priority. If for any reason you don’t want to participate in the school setting anymore, and you’re certain it’s not a good fit for you, all you need to do is write a letter for me to come get you and I will. It’s important that you enjoy yourself above anything else, Applejack, and I’d never send you anywhere where I’d suspect they’d hurt you.”

Twilight smiled a little wider, blushing a little as she said something underneath her breath as Applejack ignored her and looked to Granny Smith looking down at the floor as if she wanted to disappear in it. She then looked up at Mayor Mare, her expression impartial as always and then stared at the desk in thought. No matter how much Twilight might’ve changed, Applejack knew deep down in her heart that the purple alicorn would be certain of where she was sending the orange mare, and that their friendship of many years had never lost its true strength in heart. Exhaling, the pressure of hiding that one icky truth that she hadn’t been happy in a really long time starting to fade with the new opportunity presented to her, Applejack relented.

“Fine, ah suppose tryin’ out this griffon school couldn’t hurt,” Applejack groaned, and Granny Smith looked up from her chair as she burst into tears and smiled for the first time since walking in that room. Mayor Mare smiled at the same time, nodding as she walked out the room to presumably share the news. Twilight got up from her chair, with Applejack getting up at the same time, as she rushed forward in a few steps and gave the orange pony woman a firm hug.

“Off the record, I’m truly sorry about how that jackass acted,” Twilight sighed. “But you know I can’t just be thinking about you and your family, I have to act in the best interest of Ponyville.”

“Ah know, but it means a lot to hear you say that,” Applejack sighed, before she continued. “Ah sure hope you know what yer doin’, Twi.”

“Trust me, Applejack,” Twilight patted the muscular pony woman’s shoulder. “After admitting what you did, I’m confident these classes will set you free~”

Applejack gave a loud sigh as she sat on the train by herself, feeling the loneliness of not having her dearest friends alongside her. Not even Twilight was beside her as the purple alicorn insisted on the orange pony woman needing to make this journey herself, not with somepony else holding her hand. And with the sudden realization that she might not have been nearly as happy as she would’ve liked dedicating her whole life to others, Applejack thought about how precariously little she decided for herself and just allowed herself to work endlessly for her family and Ponyville without allowing any of the pleasure or spoils to go to herself. She certainly didn’t date beyond hookups, let alone even entertain what she’d want in a partner as she simply worked and worked. She didn’t really consider her life a waste because she had played a crucial role in saving Equestria over and over again, but Applejack had felt a small twist in her heart at the idea of letting any of this go on. She could only hope that the school would give her some much needed release of her pain, and that the griffons known for being selfish and greedy would end up surprising her and proving her wrong.

She looked to the various ponies talking amongst themselves in the train, and saw that while they had glanced at her, it was with smiles and friendly pointing before they looked away. The rampant discussion amongst the citizens of Ponyville hadn’t spread beyond the town yet, and Applejack could only hope that Mayor Mare and Twilight’s reassurances to Ponyville would dissuade them from spreading any rumors. Applejack watched as the Ponyville trees shifted to the far view of Canterlot in the distance, and eventually after a few hours, the landscape of Griffonstone came into view as Applejack’s jaw dropped.

The orange earth pony woman had seen plenty of pictures as well as hearing the descriptions from Rainbow Dash and Pinkie Pie, recognizing that the land of griffons was torn out and in desperate times before Equestria had offered to extend help to the feathery nation that was in ruins. The buildings that were once broken and incomplete had been bulldozed down with the blessing of the civilians, replaced by more modern and completely furnished houses. The ground was no longer littered with stray branches and unkempt grass, but was clean with multiple griffons even moving around and cleaning stray pieces of litter and vigorously scrubbing public buildings. While the vast majority of the citizens were still griffons, there were a few ponies and even Kirin that inhabited the land. And as Applejack slung her backpack of belongings over one shoulder and walked off the train, she had stopped and stared at the large building in the distance that easily exceeded the houses in size. The building was certainly no laughing matter in appearance, a steel building that stood at least five stories tall and had big white letters that said Griffon Values Finishing School. The fact that the griffons had finally stopped wallowing in their own lack of care for their nation and even created a school that asserted their values was admirable to the farm pony woman. She could only hope that their values would improve her life somehow.

Griffons that she passed by as she made a direct beeline for the school stared at the orange farm pony, in different ways. Some of them looked at her bust, which out of all the stuff Applejack took offense to, that was pretty low on the list. She was relatively self-aware of her bigger rack and thought such occurrences were natural, though she enjoyed it more when the griffons stared at her muscles. Years of hard work gave her a more durable body than most stallions back at Ponyville, though Applejack was pleasantly surprised to see a lot of the griffon males had muscles just as big as her muscles if not respectively bigger. The sight made Applejack pause for thought, and to stare at them for a few moments longer than planned as she had felt an unexpected flash of pleasant warmth at how better they looked in appearance to the scrawny stallions of Ponyville. The griffons stared at her short shorts and some stared directly into her eyes, likely the few that actually recognized her as an Element of Harmony. Though, despite the unspoken exchanges, Applejack was there to see what this school was all about, and never slowed down in her pace even for the powerfully built predators that were the griffon studs she saw.

Applejack blushed a little.

Did ah really just think that?!

Applejack shook her head as she approached the school grounds, the door being blocked by two bulky griffons with their wings wide open to block entry. They both looked at Applejack and nodded with blank expressions, seeming as though they were fully expecting her to be there.

“Adults only beyond this point, we’ll need to see your ID please,” the first griffon stated.

“Formalities, you understand,” the second griffon sighed, knowing full well that Applejack was well into her 20s at this point. Applejack fished her ID out of her backpack with a nod, showing it to both of them as they examined it for a few moments before looking up at her.

“And of course, we’ll need to be inspecting the backpack for weapons,” the first griffon waited for Applejack to slowly hand over her backpack as he glanced through it.

“Sorry again,” the second griffon rolled his eyes. “There’s been a select few radicals that don’t approve of the school’s way of teaching, and have snuck in with weapons. Prudes essentially, you get the idea.”

“Prudes?” Applejack asked, the statement leaning more into her suspicion of Twilight than anything else. She certainly had a few ideas of what could be going on behind the walls of the school, especially clued in by the ask of her ID, though she had zero idea how far the griffons’ teachings would go. The orange farmpony gulped as she felt a rush to her loins that she wouldn’t dare admit to, though she knew it was better to feel aroused than horrified at what she might be getting herself into.

“Yes, prudes,” the first griffon agreed, staring down at Applejack as he handed her back her bag. “Are you fully comfortable with participation in this so far? The school is firm in their lessons, yes, but the most important part is that you enjoy any activities you witness or partake in. The school takes pride in that, ma’am.”

Applejack was tempted to ask the guards what exactly the activities were, but the question felt rhetorical at this point. Deep down in her gut feeling, she knew what she was walking into, even if her brain was still trying to come up with other possibilities. She felt a surge of juices getting her underwear wet, and Applejack desperately contained herself as she nodded.

“Yessir, I’m more than okay with seeing what this school has to offer,” Applejack stammered, trying her damndest not to explode into a blushing mess. The two griffons smirked, both of them opening a door as the busy building was revealed to the orange farmpony. Applejack walked into the building, gulping as she still had no clue what she was getting into. Just hearing one of the griffon guards behind her mutter a “Thought you might say that~” before hearing the doors shut behind her. Much to her surprise, all the students that she was able to see were either griffonesses, mares, or Kirin. She didn’t see a single guy in sight, but a long table of griffonesses with a big sign that said New Students at least gave the pony woman an idea of where to start. Taking a deep breath and making a beeline for the table, Applejack saw the griffonesses’ eyes light up as they nodded at the orange pony woman.

“We heard you were coming!” the griffoness chirped, pushing a paper towards Applejack as well as a pen on top of it. “Special pony around your parts and all, you’ll still need to fill out the form like everyone else. And of course, none of the information will dictate your roommates which have already been decided for you. Though if for some reason you need to make changes there, we’ll make it work.”

“Ah, thank ya ah guess,” Applejack nodded as she grabbed the pen and filled out the obvious. Her name, place of residence, age, and so on. Of course, her heart beated fast in her chest as she saw a signature to a consent to removal of clothes and seeing others in the nude. She could feel the griffonesses’ eyes on her, possibly drinking in her chest and her figure as well as the conflict dancing on the orange pony woman’s face. Seeing such a muscular mare squirm had to be a hoot for them to say the least, though Applejack wouldn’t allow them to gloat in it as she bit her lip and signed the paper. She knew that signature and whatnot, she could still change her mind if she wanted, though she couldn’t pretend that she didn’t want the other mares and griffonesses to see her figure.

Ah wonder what mah roommates are into, if nothing else.

Then, Applejack’s jaw dropped at the Preferred Kinks at the bottom of the paper with several blank lines below for her to write whatever she wanted. She looked up at the griffoness lady right across from her, who shrugged.

“Hey, we’re not Santa Claws fulfilling your wishlist,” the griffoness laughed. “And we can’t guarantee anything too crazy, but the studs and rest of the staff will definitely be informed and you’ll likely find others who suit what ya like.”

“Ah, uh,” Applejack sputtered (studs?), feeling more like a blushing virgin in the moment rather than a muscular powerhouse. She looked to the dantier mares and more floofy griffonesses, imaging scissoring them as she had done with a handful of mares back at home. She certainly was no stranger to fooling around with the same sex, even though when it came to guys she hadn’t really gone beyond a prolonged kiss. Writing down “girls, ropes,” as the only two words, Applejack thought of those bulky griffon studs she saw at the door and instinctively grabbed the pen and added “open to studs” before she could think twice and stop herself. Covering most of her eyes with her hat and pushing the paper towards the griffonesses, Applejack stared at her boots as she felt her tail involuntarily flag up in the air.

“Erm, ah just need to know what room ah’ll be stayin’ in,” Applejack muttered.

“It’s going to be the third floor and the second room to the right,” the griffoness stated, pushing a key towards Applejack as the orange farmpony woman took the key and barely muttered a “thanks” before turning around and walking past everyone. She didn’t know how to handle the unexpected tone of the school, that Twilight had strongly encouraged it, or that she even agreed to go despite her suspicions she had before even getting on the train! Was she that stressed for action, or even something remotely exciting in her life, that she’d sign her life away to a school only a few steps above a brothel?

The muscular and well-built orange pony woman was able to walk up two sets of stairs without so much as breaking a sweat in which several of the students failed to achieve such a feat, something that gave Applejack comfort after the red-faced embarrassment that was filling out Preferred Kinks on a form. She made it to the third floor, seeing that past the stairs, it split into two hallways full of rooms. One to the left, and another to the right, so Applejack remembered the directions and turned in the latter direction and approached the second door down as she put her key in and turned it. Opening it, Applejack saw two griffonesses waiting for her on the bunk bed that was across the regular bed. Turning around and closing the door, Applejack took in the griffon ladies that she was going to be sharing a room with.

On the top bunk was a black griffoness who appeared to be a bit shorter than Applejack, her amber eyes bright as she took in the new roommate with a wave of her talon. Having a short shirt that exposed her stomach, Applejack saw that while most of her fur and feathers were black, the griffoness had a white stomach as well as three white stripes running downward between her eyes. The griffoness on the bottom bunk was a tan color, appearing to either be equal height to Applejack or an inch or two taller, as she had black stripes running throughout her body. Her green eyes were narrowed, and her expression was otherwise blank as she remained almost still. Applejack looked to the bed on her left, presumably for her as there were only three beds in the somewhat compact room, as she dropped her backpack on it.

“Uh, ah take it y’all are mah roommates?” Applejack shrugged, not really knowing what else to say to the two. She couldn’t know if they were going to be gal pals, neutral, enemies, or scissoring each other by the end of the week. Applejack certainly found them both to be pleasing on the eyes, but the tiger griffoness on the bottom bunk brought a little chill down her spine. Before either griffoness could respond, Applejack looked at the nightstand that was in the middle of all their beds. There was a golden idol on the nightstand, of a griffoness in the throes of euphoric passion as she was riding the lap of a male. Applejack blushed, though only a tiny bit surprised as she had a hunch what reeducating her meant in Twilight’s eyes, that her own alicorn friend saw fit to send the farmpony woman to be set right by griffons and their domination.

So why did Applejack feel like her legs were trembling?

“Yo, pony butt,” Applejack flinched before turning to look at the tiger griffoness as she shook her head. “Really? That quickly huh? You’re not even going to try and resist a little?”

“Huh?” Applejack stammered, and the black griffoness giggled as she looked down at the tiger griffoness.

“Hey, we all agreed to come here having some idea of what this school is about~” the black griffoness explained, before jumping off the top bunk bed and throwing a talon towards Applejack. The farmpony woman extended her hand back and shook the griffoness’ talon, her higher pitched voice reminding her of Pinkie almost right away as she continued with a laugh and roll of her eyes. “My name is Songbird, and that grumpy kitty over there is Tabby. She’s acting like she wants it any less than me or you do, just because she went through a pretty bad breakup a few weeks ago. It’s why she was encouraged to come here. I mean, what kind of griffon doesn’t want to fuck his henfriend?”

“You didn’t need to tell her all of that,” Tabby groaned as she threw her face in her talons.

“You learned all of that from her in one day?” Applejack asked almost at the same time.

“I have that sort of talent of getting information out of others!” Songbird chirped with a shrug, walking up to the door and listening for any sound. Much to Applejack’s surprise as she pressed her ear to the door, she noticed that the sound of the griffonesses and mares entering the school had died down into complete silence as Songbird moved away from the door and grinned. “I wonder when orientation will start! They wouldn’t give me any details, except that they would let us know when it's about to start, oh my goodness I’m so excited to see what they have planned~!”

“Do you think he’ll take me back if I beg a fourth time?” Tabby asked, her talons still covering her face as Songbird pulled the tan griffoness’ talons out of her face and glared at her.

“Listen, that loser didn’t know how good he got it when he had you, and from what I’ve heard, the other school has the best studs that Griffonstone can offer!” Songbird insisted. “Probably better studs than even Pony Land can offer!”

“It’s actually called Equest-”

“Irrelevant,” Songbird scoffed with a flap of her black wings and a roll of her eyes. “But even though I’m excited, I still care about you both. Whatever you two decide to do, I’ll follow along. Even if you two decide to do nothing and come back here, I’ll do the same.”

She…she would?

Applejack smiled, feeling a lot less alone in the school as this Songbird proved to bring up the mood significantly and make the farmpony woman feel better there in Griffonstone than she had felt at home in a really long time. Even Tabby seemed to smile a little bit more than she did when Applejack walked into the room, and with near perfect timing, the three ladies heard a trio of heavy knocks against the door.

“Um,” Applejack walked towards the door, looking over her shoulder and getting affirmative nods from both Songbird and Tabby before bringing a hand to the door and opening it wide to see a group of five griffon studs of various colors and sizes. Some were smaller than Applejack and others looked like they could crush watermelons with their talons, causing the orange farmpony to gulp as the silver one with rippling arms pointed at the farmpony woman’s chest.

“Strip,” he commanded, his voice deep and honeyed as a surge of mare juices flooded Applejack’s panties involuntarily. Applejack felt her chest getting warm as she instinctively took off her plaid shirt and bra, even tossing aside her beloved hat, before pulling down her shorts and underwear really fast in hopes that the griffon studs wouldn’t see the damp spot that she had left. Or the fleeting hope that they would take her right then and there, and set her free from the hopeless life she led only working for her family with no payoff for herself. Instead, two of the griffon studs placed a bitless bridle over her muzzle and around her face and ears as they tightened it and the silver griffon took the reins that were attached to it.

“Let me know if it's too hard,” the silver one muttered, suddenly pulling Applejack forward. The pull was firm but not painful as Applejack followed his command and walked out of the room, this time naked and showing off her orange-furred breasts and apple cutie marks as she began to blush and try not to drip on the floor. She glanced over her shoulder, barely able to do so with the bitless bridle on her face, as she saw the griffon studs assisting in taking off the clothes of the griffonesses. Applejack could see them getting hard at the exaggerated glare Tabby tried to put on, even though she was just as wet as the farmpony woman if not more, as they placed the bitless bridle over Tabby’s beak and face before one of them took her reins and pulled on it. Tabby rolled her eyes as she stood up off the bed and followed the griffon stud holding her reins out of the room and stood beside Applejack. Even though Songbird seemed the most enthused about the whole situation, she walked out last with the griffon studs giving her strange looks at how much she was wiggling and smiling with the bitless bridle on her. She even brought her talons to it and gasped at the bridle.

“Wow, here I thought it’d be too tight for my beak to move, but it's just the right amount of snug!” Songbird rambled.

“Alright, take it easy over there,” the silver griffon muttered, causing Songbird to contain herself even though she was still smiling brightly. Applejack, Songbird, and Tabby all followed their rein-holders and the two griffon studs flanking them to the orientation room on the bottom floor. As the three were heading towards the big doors that were wide open, Applejack looked to her left and right and was able to see all the griffonesses and mares she saw before completely naked just as she was. At least all of them being naked made Applejack feel less weird about it. Though instead of there being seats, they all stood with their “handler” holding the handles to their respective reins as a tall and sleek white and black griffoness with piercing yellow eyes entered the room as she surveyed everyone.

“Good evening, mares and griffonesses of the second semester of Griffon Values Finishing School, as the first semester was a booming success that we’ve gotten four times the amount of students this year!” the griffoness spoke, wearing a red button up shirt and a long black skirt that reached past her knees. “My name is Principal Osprey, and I’ll be the one overseeing the progress of each and every one of you into mind-numbed, horny, needy submissives. And not just accepting being submissives, because most of you have already done that by arriving here, but being good at it. Though based on the forms I’ve gotten from each and every one of you, I know some are going to need more time than others. And that’s more than okay, because not everyone learns at the same pace. Though we do reward good behavior in this school. You’ll all be generously fed either way, this is a school of learning and not a boot camp. But you can either refuse learning and accept gruel, or you can embrace making an honest effort and be fed the best food we have to offer. And the best treatment, as our studs are the kindest and best paragons of masculinity Griffonstone could find. They have been vetted very thoroughly on several different qualifiers, and aren’t the pump-and-dump chumps some of you might’ve had the displeasure of encountering in the past.”

Tabby huffed loudly at that last sentence, and Applejack felt a pang of sympathy for the striped tan griffoness as Principal Osprey continued.

“However, these studs are going to be from a neighboring school since this school is for submissive ladies,” Principal Osprey chuckled. “They have had a chance to read all your forms thoroughly and discuss amongst themselves, picking out a specific griffoness or mare that they believe they’ll get along with best. Or whatever one looks hottest to them, honestly, I can’t pretend like I know what goes on in those heads of theirs. Regardless, here are all of them on the stage right now. Before you can eat our fine cuisines, your first lesson will be sucking off the dom that has picked you. If you have any problem with the griffon stud for whatever reason, just go to our staff in the lobby and we’ll pick out one that is more agreeable for you. Or feel free to return to your room, our lessons are entirely optional~”

“Yeah, I’m not doing this,” Tabby decided as the griffon stud nodded and pulled the bitless bridle off of her, walking in the opposite direction as her as the tan griffoness made a beeline for the door before Songbird could protest. Applejack felt for the fierce griffoness, even though she had never really gone through a breakup herself. The farmpony woman knew it had to be far from easy to make the decision to move on from a lover, let alone to put herself out there and enjoy the carnal splendors that griffon studs had to offer. And Applejack was put through a conflict of her own as she looked at the tall and muscular griffon studs that had walked on stage in a single file line and showed off their various cocks. Several of them locked eyes with the griffoness or mare of their choice, and gave a “come hither” gesture with their talon as several of the ladies walked up their with buckled knees and blushing faces, clearly excited at the thought to surrender themselves to superior griffon studs that would release them from the tedious repetition of their boring lives and into the golden ecstasy they all saw in their rooms.

Though Applejack noticed more than a dozen of them refused to participate, the griffon studs removed the bitless bridles off of them and allowed the griffonesses and mares to return to their rooms. Staff members were at the door to tend to any serious concerns they might’ve had, though the refusing students seemed to be leaving more out of a lack of interest or readiness than anything else. Applejack felt her arousal spiking, especially watching a pony woman getting on her knees and began sucking a griffon’s cock on stage. Though, she hadn’t ever done that before, and despite her heart and body’s excitement and desire to get up on stage and see which griffon stud had picked her out, she heard Tabby’s voice in the back of her head as well as Songbird staring at her and waiting for the farmpony woman to decide.

Really? That quickly huh? You’re not even going to try and resist a little?

Applejack huffed as she turned to the silver griffon.

“Nice try, thought a tough woman like me would just get on her knees and suck cock like a whore?” Applejack scoffed. “Take this stupid shit off of me, ah’m goin’ back to mah room.”

“And me too, I want to make sure she and Tabby go to sleep okay,” Songbird chirped, staying true to her promise. Applejack felt a little bit bad with the flash of concern in the silver griff’s eyes, wanting to assure him that she wasn’t actually mad. But her pride kept her muzzle shut. The griffon studs nodded and took the bitless bridles off of both of them, and the two left the auditorium room as Songbird placed her wing over Applejack back and looked up at her.

“Are you okay, Applejack?” Songbird asked. “You seemed a little tense back there, and I want to make sure you’re still fine being here.”

“Yeah, ah am,” Applejack sighed as she wrapped her arm around Songbird’s shoulders in return. “Ah just…have been an Element of Harmony saving mah land several times over, and everypony back home has recognized me to be this pillar of heroism and strength. How would they see me if ah just chose to be at the command of a guy? Just submitting to him and debasing mahself like that.”

“Well, I don’t think it's debasing yourself if it's what you want in here,” Songbird remarked, placing a pointed talon underneath Applejack’s boob and right over her heart. “If anything, I think it's pretty cool to decide what you like against what others think of-oh wow.”

Applejack had opened the door, and besides seeing Tabby glaring down at her bowl of gruel, they had saw that besides the big bowls of gruel being on their beds…

…the rest of their possessions were gone.

Her Golden Idols

Author's Note

Contains dream sex, orgy, slow-burn submission, blowjob, facefucking, lesbian sex including 69ing and scissoring, boobjob, double boobjob, making out, being showered in cum, receiving praise, mentioned inferiority of pony men, and thanking one's doms.

Her Golden Idols

With their bowls of gruel eaten and their energies spent, Applejack, Songbird, and Tabby dozed off in their respective beds in deep slumber by the time that the golden idol on the nightstand glowed and brought about vivid and deep imagination in the minds of the three ladies and their dreams…

Applejack found herself in a dream, naked and with the bitless bridle still on as she stared at the bed in front of her. Though instead of it being the bed that was her relatively small yet fitting bed in the academy room, it was a big and spacious bed that looked to be the size of at least two king sized beds. The orange pony woman’s jaw dropped as it wasn’t without griffons on it either, seeing several couples mostly consisting of griffons on the mattress. Griffon studs were having sex with the griffonesses in various different positions, the feathery and furry ladies wearing bitless bridles as they were dominated by their partners in mating presses, full nelsons, and other positions that’d make anyone blush. Applejack felt her heart racing in her chest, staying still as she felt her pussy beginning to drip at the sight of these bird-cat people getting it on like beasts possessed. Whether they were the griffon guys pistoning their fat lengths in the griffonesses with ferocity and lust, or the griffonesses moaning loudly without a care in the world, they were clearly lost in their element and all the better for it.

Applejack’s ears flattened against her blonde mane as she began to walk backwards, wanting to turn away but unable or uninterested in taking her eyes off the orgy she was bearing witness to when she felt a furry chest against the back of her head. The orange pony woman turned around, seeing a golden griffon stud and a golden griffoness. Applejack realized with a sudden jolt that these were the golden idols! The golden griffon stud moved on Applejack’s left and the griffoness on the pony woman’s right, as the griffon began to move his golden talon up Applejack’s arm and look down at her with narrowed eyes and a big smile on his golden beak. Meanwhile, the golden griffoness fluttered her eyelashes as she swooped in and moved her golden talon onto Applejack’s cutie mark and slowly moved up to the underside of the farmpony woman’s breast. Applejack gasped, though only moved to look into the golden griffon’s eyes.

“Tell me apple pony,” the golden griffon spoke. “Why don’t you want to join in with the couples on the bed? It’s clear you are loving the show, and it’s clear that you melt into the touches that we give you. Your wants are clear to us, though your reasons for resisting are not.”

“Because ah’m not like y’all,” Applejack insisted, trying to keep up her defiance despite her body screaming to submit into deep pleasure. “Fucking whoever and whenever, that’s not mah kind of style. Ah’m about workin’ for those ah care about, and this isn’t productive to that. Ah don’t just give all that up and let someone else have control of me like that.”

“Oh hush now,” the golden griffoness laughed, her voice like honey and keeping Applejack from getting mad at her dismissiveness. “This is merely a dream, you know. And in order for this to happen in the first place, part of you has to be interested in our way of life. Allow me to demonstrate?”

Applejack remained still, watching as the golden griffoness brought her talon away from her boob and to her glistening wet lips, moving them quickly and standing back up at full height to display her golden talon wet with the farmpony woman’s arousal. Applejack knew already, not needing the golden idol griffoness to show her the visual, though the orange farmpony woman couldn’t pretend that she didn’t want the griffoness to touch her there in the first place.

“No one in the waking world is around to see or judge you, as we both know you’ve worried about,” the male explained. “So this is a chance to indulge without the consequences or concerns of the waking world, truly feel out if this would be worth pursuing. Or if you don’t want to engage at all, you can say no to all this and walk away. This is your dream after all. But we are merely here to be your guides to this new process. So that even in your sleep, you don’t feel alone.”

“Really?” Applejack gulped as she felt the golden griffoness feel up her breasts once more as she pressed her golden beak to the pony woman’s ear.

“Really~” the golden griffoness whispered in Applejack’s ear, causing the orange pony woman to shudder and melt at the touch. There was clear pleasure and enjoyment that was rushing through Applejack’s dream body, and she knew that the golden idols were completely right. Still, the hint of hesitation struck Applejack’s mind in regards to throwing herself into essentially an orgy with very little experience to prepare her for it. Even if it was a dream. Though, with how thoughtful the golden idols were to encourage her into desires she already had, Applejack felt far more comfortable in that moment than she did in the auditorium. She was almost certain ponies had recognized her there and wondering what they’d think of her was downright terrifying. But here, with the golden idols caressing her, she arguably felt the most safe and comfortable than she ever had her entire life. Her heart fluttered and she felt a warm comfort of being shown the ropes of this new way of life, though she only needed to speak her mind to experience this reality.

“Yes, please, ah accept,” Applejack whispered.

“You accept what, exactly? Just so that we are clear,” the golden griffoness cooed, her smug smirk obvious as she pressed her beak against Applejack’s cheek teasingly while straight up groping the orange pony woman’s heaving breasts while the golden griffon brought his talon down to the mare’s cutie mark. Applejack blushed as she took a deep breath and allowed herself to enjoy the pleasure this time, before speaking louder and clearer. Everything that was happening was simply a dream, so what was the harm?

“Ah want to be shown the life of being a griffon’s submissive,” Applejack admitted, and the golden idols stepped away, though not without grinning wide through the beaks as the golden griffon clasped his talons with bright eyes.

“I’m very happy to hear it, let’s get started then,” the golden griffon smirked as well as his partner as he took reins that magically appeared in his golden talons and connected them to the bitless bridle that was currently on Applejack’s face. The orange pony woman felt a gentle tug that was enough to get her attention as the stud continued. “Get onto your hands and knees, Applejack, and crawl to the bed. Me and my griffoness will take it from there, and maybe bring in a few more to help if you want.”

“Oh great Celestia,” Applejack shuddered, and yelped as she felt a spank on her cutie mark from the golden griffoness who was super gentle up until that moment. Then, the female golden idol brought her beak back to Applejack’s ear as she giggled.

“You worship the griffons from now on, pony woman,” the griffoness told Applejack, and the normally powerful earth pony woman nodded fast as she followed the griffon stud’s directions. Applejack dropped to her knees first before placing her hands on the dream floor as she crawled towards the bed where the orgy was still happening. Though unlike before, half the bed was now empty and conveniently available for Applejack and the golden idols that wished to dominate her. Her crawling was not slow, though she didn’t bolt towards the bed as she had a hunch that it wasn’t what the golden idols would’ve wanted. Applejack showed restraint as she allowed the idols to follow her standing up, ogling her holes and her fat apple-marked ass as the orange pony woman even dared to briefly twerk her cheeks before feeling excessive arousal at giving in to the dream griffons. She held back, almost at the bed and knowing she was seconds away from getting everything she could ever want from them. Finally, Applejack brought her hands to the side of the bed as she hoisted herself up and crawled onto the bed, feeling the hungry eyes of the griffon studs drinking in her appearance as they recognized the new sub on the bed.

As Applejack got on the bed, the orange farmpony woman could feel the heat rising in her body as she took deep breaths to further immerse herself in the scene before her as she stared at the pillows before the vision of them was replaced by the golden griffon climbing onto the bed and sitting upright on his knees before grabbing the reins and tugging her forward. Applejack, finally open to the process, noticed that the griffon stud was not wearing any clothes as he presented his golden scepter. Almost quite literally, as his cock was fleshy and hard despite being the color of glistening yellow gold. Applejack was enchanted by it, even though her pounding heart reminded her that she was nervous of sucking cock for the first time. She was easily familiar with pussy, but somehow trying something new even in a dream was a deeply exciting affair. Applejack stood up on her hands and knees as she crawled towards the griffon stud’s cock, leaning forward and deciding to inhale as that became a deep mistake. The powerful odor of musk hit Applejack’s body like a gong as her eyes shrunk and her mouth watered with the transformation that pleasantly took her mind. Any sort of nervousness now remained from hoping that she’d do a good job as she brought her muzzle against the tip of the griffon stud’s dick. She couldn’t help her gasp as bringing her eyes closer made her realize with a gulp that the golden griffon dick was as thick as a soda can and nearly as long as her forearm. She quickly became self-conscious about her jaw and how flexible she’d be-

“There’s perks to existing in a dreamscape, you know,” the griffon stud explained as if he could read Applejack’s mind. “And one of those, of course, is not having to worry about pain in your jaw or soreness in your throat. Don’t get me wrong, it’ll still take physical effort, though you’ll be able to enjoy this a lot easier than in the waking world. Though I know your pony kind has potions for that sort of thing…”

Applejack felt a wave of warm and comforting relief wash over her as she then opened her mouth and wrapped it around the base of the griffon stud’s cock as he kept the reins held that were attached to her bitless bridle. As she opened her eyes and looked up at the feathery stud at the same time that she was swirling her tongue around what she could with such girth in her mouth, she drank in the dom that she was currently servicing. Big chest and abs underneath his golden fur, and a generous display of golden feathers covering his head, the griffon stud looked down at her with piercing eyes and a glistening and big golden beak with a sharp tip at the end. Behind his broad shoulders, Applejack could see a large and wide wingspan begin to open up from his back as he smirked at her and winked. Before she knew it, the golden idol had pulled the reins a little more and pushed Applejack two more inches down on his cock. Applejack shuddered and felt her eyes instinctively roll to the back of her head as she restrained herself from bringing her fingers to her own loins. Though she lacked experience at this “submissive” thing, Applejack knew better than to take her own pleasure into her hands as she was to be servicing this stud as if it was a proud honor.

It is a proud honor, ain’t it?

Applejack closed her eyes as she took in what was technically her first blowjob, feeling the thickness of the golden idol’s length inside her mouth as she slowly moved her tongue in circles, stopping at times to play directly with the tip of this behemoth. The golden idol hummed to himself as he allowed Applejack a few moments to get used to his length, to be shown the ropes on giving control over to a dom. Applejack couldn’t help the moan that vibrated around her dom’s dick, her eyes flashing wide open as she found how enjoyable it was to give in to the desires of another. How it was somehow even more gratifying than fulfilling her own self interests. She glanced out of the corner of her eye as she saw the female golden idol had finished placing a small beak guard over the top and bottom tip of her beak, the guards looking like easy slip-on cloths that were very thin.

“Don’t mind her, she is just preparing herself as some of the other lovely griffonesses are for your arrival,” the golden idol chirped eagerly, reaching his free golden talon as he ran his digits through Applejack’s golden blonde hair. “You’ve seemed to have gotten acquainted with the first couple of inches, think you’re ready to take on a lot more?”

“Yuhhuh,” Applejack babbled around the golden idol’s length as best as she could, and the golden idol laughed as he pulled the reins firmer and the farmpony woman followed his direction with getting more of her mouth and throat around the golden cock. Inch after inch moved past her lips and his tip had entered the orange-furred woman’s throat at this point as she shuddered in deep pleasure from the touch. She nervously sucked on his cock, amazed that even with the dreamscape helping her, that she was able to have over half his length inside her muzzle now.

“I will fuck your face soon, but you’ve got to earn it,” the golden idol ordered. “Several of these griffon studs will start jerking themselves on and you will be accepting their cum on your fur, and on top of that, you’ll bounce your muzzle up and down my cock. I want to see you work for it, pony woman.”

Applejack shuddered as she glanced around her, seeing at least four different griffon studs either on the bed or pointed towards her on the bed as they were jerking themselves off with their spit-filled talons. Imagining them bathing her normally sweaty fur with fluids of their own, Applejack felt an inferno of lust that she hadn’t fully tapped into before seize hold of her body, moving back until only the tip of the idol’s golden cock was still in her mouth before slamming down on almost his entire length. The sudden surge from going to having almost no cock in her mouth to a mouth and throatful was maddening in how intoxicating it was, causing Applejack’s hands to firmly grip the bedsheets as she released an unexpectedly feminine moan against the dom’s cock with her eyes rolling to the back of her head in full force. The golden idol could only laugh at how quickly this muscular powerhouse was turned into a slut.

“That’s right, even tough ladies like you are equally capable of falling into submissives in need of a strong griffon,” the golden idol snickered, and a tiny voice in Applejack’s head wanted to protest, to insist that she could go back to Ponyville and work day to night till her body couldn’t take it anymore, and that she’d be happy that way. But at this point, Applejack knew it would be a lie, and she moved back again only to slam her muzzle back down on the golden idol’s cock with another powerful moan that affirmed his statement. She couldn’t see it for herself, but she knew that her loins were simultaneously on fire and wet as she bounced her muzzle back and forth on the idol’s cock with nervousness slowly melting away into desperate vigor. She badly needed to cum, and acted as though getting her dom to do so first was her best chance. Or at the very least, she needed to earn the facefucking that would get her to spin in delirious pleasure that’d rock her dream.

“Oh fuck, look at her go,” one of the griffons jerking himself off moaned at the blatant display of Applejack hungrily sucking on the golden idol’s cock like she was a pony lady at a college party needing to be gangbanged by the studs there.

“Can’t believe those loser pony men couldn’t realize how badly this pony needed to be laid,” another griffon man grunted as he jerked it, the sound of four masturbating cocks and the feeling of saliva spilling from Applejack’s mouth was becoming too much to bear. She would’ve let anyone of these griffon men impregnate her if it meant that she could get off in the next several seconds. The golden idol allowed Applejack to go down on his dick for a few more bounces before he gently patted the side of her cheek and got her to stop.

“You did excellent,” the golden idol praised the farmpony woman, getting Applejack to shudder and swirl her tongue around his bitchbreaker once more before she awaited his next words. “But I’ll be taking it from here now~”

The golden idol stud pulled the reins to keep Applejack’s head firmly in place, his gaze on her with concentration as he looked into her soul and pull out most of his length and gave Applejack a few moments to process and get ready for what was to cum, before slamming the entirety of his length past her lips and in her mouth and down her throat. Thanks to the unspoken and strange rules of the dreamscape she was in, she apparently didn’t need to breathe in between thrusts or even through her nostrils. She didn’t feel pain in her jaw or discomfort in her throat, instead those possible inconveniences were replaced with warm pleasure that came with the pressure of having her mouth wide open for him. He pulled most of his length out of her mouth again, and slammed back in as he was essentially fucking her face. With how hard he was going at it, and how eagerly Applejack was accepting it given that her mind was figuratively wiped from the sensation of having her face fucked, the jerking off around her got more quick as the griffon studs growled and grunted.

“Fuck, there’s no way we could’ve guessed how badly she wanted this,” a griffon stud gasped and grunted as he voice wobbled briefly. “There’s…oh stars…she’s so fucking worked up…”

Before Applejack could look in the griffon man’s direction to see what was happening, she felt a hot rope of griffon cum land on her cutie marks and then her tail next. The feeling of having nut on her fur for the first time was exhilarating, on top of being used as a glorified fleshlight by a golden idol griffon that saw her worthy and even complimented her. She felt the plapping of the idol’s large golden cumtanks slapping against the underside of her muzzle each time he had hilted himself down her throat, the sound becoming loud PLAP PLAP PLAPS that thundered over the sounds of the griffons jerking themselves off. The overpowering musk that permeated the room was entering Applejack’s nostrils at full force, leaving her at the mercy of her own overwhelming reception of pleasure.

The next several minutes happened in a hot, flashing blur of pleasure as Applejack felt three more loads of griffon cum land all over her body from her limbs to her tail to even her face as her mouth was getting used. The golden idol didn’t relent in his facefucking though, watching as Applejack’s expression changed multiple times through varying degrees of pleasure that she at times could process, and other times couldn’t. Either way, Applejack enjoyed the treatment the dream idol was giving to her more than anything she had ever experienced in her life as she moaned against the thick intrusion down her throat. The golden idol moved several degrees faster as he snorted and grunted.

“Drink up, I’ll unload most of my cum down your throat,” the griffon idol explained before continuing. “Then the rest on your tongue, so that you know what you’d be missing out on should you say no to sucking off a griffon stud again~”

Applejack processed just what the muscular golden griffon had said before she felt the hot surge of seed go straight from the golden idol’s cock down to her stomach as she felt the perfect level of comfort from the “meal” she was receiving in her wet dream. After several seconds of the griffon stud’s ropes going right into her stomach, the golden idol made good on his promise as he pulled out most of his length till his tip was right on Applejack’s tongue while she still had her muzzle wrapped around his length. Applejack felt one final potent rope of griffon seed land right on her taste buds as it became the final bit of undoing to her psyche, the orange pony woman quivering with shock at how good it tasted. Tangy and slightly fishy due to the griffon’s likely diet of prey, Applejack fell in love with the flavor and what it represented to her. Mastered, controlled, submitting.

She still wasn’t quite sure if this was what she was going to do in the waking world, though Applejack was now far less certain of how she would get by without this griffon domination taking over her life. With a startling jolt of fear in her brain and a blossoming warmth of excitement in her heart, it was becoming more possible with each moment of this that this was the missing puzzle piece to having a happy and fulfilled life. Though what would her family think if she ended up dating a griffon instead of an earth pony? Applejack shook off the thought like a fly in her face, feeling the griffon stud pulling his length out of her mouth entirely.

“Huh, you’re a very selfless pony,” the golden idol brought his golden talon behind Applejack’s ear as he affectionately scratched the fur behind it. “But trust me, all anypony back home would want is for you to be happy. Wouldn’t they prefer that to how your life was before coming here?”

“They would,” Applejack nodded, not questioning that the golden idol could read her internal dialogue. The golden idol smiled brightly with his golden beak as the griffon studs that were jerking off had backed off and disappeared out of sight, being replaced by the golden idol griffoness and two of the griffonesses wearing bitless bridles with no reins attached to them. The golden griffon man had stepped off the bed and handed his female equivalent the reins that were attached to Applejack’s bitless bridle. The golden griffoness grinned widely, predatory as a powerful bird-cat lady would be to an inferior pony woman. Applejack gulped, her eyes wide as she saw the golden idol griffoness walk over with her beak guard still on.

“Get on your back, I’ll be showing you how a griffoness makes a pony woman cum,” the griffoness snarled, and Applejack despite having more muscle than the griffoness, found herself to be the weaker prey as she followed the female golden idol’s command. Moving till she had her head resting on the pillows, and her legs spread out in anticipation for whatever the griffoness wanted, Applejack blushed as the golden idol griffoness opened her wings and flew onto Applejack’s face swiftly. Her golden furry butt covered Applejack’s vision, her wet loins pressing up against the orange pony woman’s lips as she placed her talons on the earth pony woman’s powerful hindlegs.

“You don’t really need your legs that firm,” the golden griffon lady explained, rocking her hips back and forth as she got Applejack’s muzzle covered in her juices. “Why not give up your hard life of bucking apples, of working from sunup till sundown, to be a griffon’s proper mate and take care of their needs? Be a proper pony sub, with thick cheeks and grabbable hips that a griffon dom would desire~?”

Applejack didn’t exactly have the ability to verbally respond, nor did she feel like giving muffled noises into the griffoness’ pussy. So instead she hummed into the bird-cat woman’s butt right before opening her mouth and sticking her tongue inside the golden idol griffoness. Then, the golden idol griffoness lunged forward, her tail getting tangled in Applejack’s blonde mane as she brought her beak to the pony woman’s clit and began spinning her thin griffon tongue in circles. Applejack moaned louder than expected, amazed that even the tongues of griffons exceeded when other pony women would go down on her. The golden idol griffoness’ tongue was exceedingly flexible, hitting all the right spots both on Applejack’s clit and inside her pussy as the orange pony tried her best to keep up. Her fat pony tongue was able to still hit the golden idol griffoness’ g-spot of course, but the golden idol griffoness knew what she was doing with her talons firmly pressed against the fur on Applejack’s muscular thighs and playing tricks on the pony woman’s loins. Applejack felt with a jolt of excitement and shock, that the griffoness was getting her quicker to cum than the pony was able to for the golden idol dom. She wasn’t quite sure if she would actually cum in the waking world, or if she’d merely wake up a pent up mess, but that didn’t mean Applejack didn’t want to experience the mind-shattering orgasm that was going to devastate her in the best way possible.

Braying into the superior buns of a strong yet smaller griffoness lady, Applejack saw stars and felt her toes curl and her ears flattened against her blonde hair as she bucked her own loins against the padded beak of the golden idol griffoness. Applejack felt her world spinning upside down with the maddening desire cumming to a head, and that she knew it wasn’t going to end there. Not by a long shot, even in the dream as there were still the idol and two other griffonesses to service. Applejack’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as her heart blossomed with just how right this all felt, as if it was her honest-to-goodness purpose in life. The golden idol griffoness was generous in gulping down the apple-flavored juices of the pony woman that she was eating out, even licking vigorously to make sure she got every drop before sitting up and rocking her hips back and forth harder against Applejack’s mouth.

The golden idol griffoness’ juices had a tangy taste that wasn’t that different to the griffon stud’s seed, though because it was a pussy that Applejack was serving and not a cock, the juices were sweeter and far less salty. Applejack loved them both but in different ways, and found herself not relenting in the slightest as she moved her tongue as fast and hard as she could without needing to breathe. She knew it wouldn’t be half as fast as the skilled expertise of the golden idol griffoness, but she knew that her hot and enthusiastic passion would more than make up for it. While she absolutely enjoyed the facefucking the golden idol stud gave her minutes ago, it was admittedly easier to get used to having sex with a griffoness due to her previous experiences with pony women. Applejack had slightly more confidence here, even if she couldn’t be the dom this time.

Or maybe it was more that she didn’t want to be the dom…

The golden idol griffoness grunted and gave a deep yet feminine moan as she came against Applejack’s eager muzzle, the orange pony woman gulping down the savory and tangy flavor of griffoness cum that got her fists desperately clutching at the bed and her toes gripping the bed as well. The golden idol dom snickered as Applejack nearly entered a second orgasm from the taste alone, getting up and using the reins that were on the bed to pull Applejack and encourage her into sitting up and surveying the two griffoness submissives that were fondling themselves to the show. Their fondling from what Applejack could see including one talon groping their own breasts and the other talon having three digits fucking their pussies as they aggressively masturbated. One of them was a griffoness with white feathers pointed downward as she had lavender fur, and another was an entirely green griffoness with red markings around her eyes. Both of them were wearing bitless bridles though without reins as their studs were not on the bed, having loaned them off to the golden idols as volunteers to assist in playing with Applejack. The green griffoness acted first, licking her dark golden beak as the golden idol griffoness moved off the bed and still held the reins that were attached to Applejack. Moving forward, the green griffoness pried Applejack’s hindlegs as far apart as she comfortably could as she stood over Applejack and placed her dark golden talons on the pony woman’s shoulders while aligning her lime green pussy to the orange pony’s dark orange pussy.

“You’ve been doing beautifully keeping up with us,” the green griffoness giggled, her voice surprisingly higher-pitched than Applejack would’ve expected. “I’m sure whichever griffon you land in the waking world would be incredibly lucky to have you~”

Applejack’s heart fluttered at the idea, wondering who the griffon would be if she chose to go down that road. If this griffon spouse would be a man or a woman, and if such a question even mattered to her at this point. She likely guessed she was bisexual, even if her sex life was lesbian-leading up until this point. Though, the pony people that were once prospects were seeming significantly less appealing with each moment she was spending even with dream versions of griffons. This wasn’t even the real thing, and that only did more to put the nail in the coffin for Applejack’s life as it once was. The point of resistance seemed more futile, and the green griffoness’ eyelashes fluttered as she rocked her pussy against Applejack’s back and forth as they scissored each other. Instinctively, Applejack wrapped her legs around the green butt of the griffoness and clenched tight in deep pleasure. Though, with how strong her legs were, the green griffoness’ eyes flashed wide as she took the reflex differently.

“Oh, you think you’re stronger than me, don’t you?” the green griffoness winked as she rocked herself against Applejack faster, and moved her talons from the pony woman’s shoulder to her dark orange nipples as she began lightly twisting them. The burning hot pleasure caused Applejack to openly moan as she blushed heavily, having a weakness for her nipples being played with. The way the griffoness’ talons were trimmed kept them from piercing Applejack’s precious tits, and kept playing with the pony woman’s nipples as she slammed against her over and over again. Applejack loosened her leg lock on the green griffoness, feeling the wet slapping of their loins together repeatedly. After several thrusts, Applejack watched as the green griffoness’ wings came out from her sides as she squawked loudly, cumming against the orange pony woman’s pussy as she paused on twisting her nipples. The white and lavender griffoness eyed the two the whole time as she blatantly twisted her own nipples with her talons with half-lidded eyes. As the green griffoness jumped off of Applejack, leaving the pony woman with a brief twist of pain as she wondered why she didn’t let the moment linger, the white and lavender griffoness stopped playing with herself as she climbed onto Applejack and swiftly took her fellow bridled griffoness’ place.

“Don’t think you’ll go back to ponies after this, huh?” the griffoness giggled as she rocked her wet pussy against Applejack’s, not even caring that the juices of her friend still lingered on the pony woman. The white and lavender griffoness laughed as she shook her head and placed a talon onto Applejack’s lips. “You don’t need to answer that right now, pony lady. We’ll let your actions once you wake up speak for themself. But tell me, you’ve been enjoying yourself?”

“Yuhuh,” Applejack shuddered as her eyes rolled to the back of her head, not even bothering to leglock this particular griffoness as apparently that was offensive to them. Nor did she even feel like it that much, feeling as though it was easier and magnitudes happier to just submit to the carnal bliss of a griffon. The white and lavender griffoness hummed to herself, changing her rhythm at times from a slow and gentle working up to an orgasm to vicious thrusts that had shivers pulsing through Applejack’s fur. Applejack’s world spun in a warmth ooze of lust and need, one that hadn’t been tapped literally or figuratively in years. The orange pony woman barely got it on anymore since taking on the responsibility of an Element of Harmony, and the amount of work to enjoying herself was horrendously disproportionate. Applejack even felt that decades of relaxation still wouldn’t even out the ratio, having done more for Equestria than most ponies could in their lifetimes. She deserved rest, deserved pleasure!

Applejack threw her arms up against the pillows as the white and lavender griffoness followed and pinned the pony woman’s wrists with her talons, allowing the farmpony to lean into the experience even more as her mouth opened and her tongue lolled out of her mouth, restraining far less of her noises as she moaned loud. The white and lavender griffoness snickered, her half-lidded gaze and smirk seeming more sinister than anything else at that point, and the look was intoxicating for Applejack to take in as she thrusted against the pony woman. As the white and lavender griffoness indulged herself, Applejack’s eyes drifted to her reins sitting untouched before looking up at the golden idol griffoness and the green griffoness making out. Though, it was the griffon approaching that caused Applejack to have looked away from the griffoness scissoring her. The golden idol stud had returned, his cock nice and hard as Applejack assumed he had come back for round 2. Smelling that beautiful musk flooding into her nostrils again, and feeling the griffoness’ talons grabbing her wrists tighter, Applejack brayed as she came a second time with her vision blacking in and out of unfathomable euphoria, the excitement jolting more as the griffoness suddenly let go of the pony woman’s wrists and started twisting her tits. Applejack shook and proceeded to grip the sheets again with her free hands as she gasped and made more incoherent noises that delighted all the griffons in the room whether they were doms or fellow subs.

Much to Applejack’s surprise, the golden idol griffon stud sat on the other side of Applejack and closer to the foot of the bed as he slowly jerked off his own cock. The white griffoness picked up the pace, slamming her pussy against Applejack with growls and snarls that brought Applejack aroused all over again before one final thrust caused her to cum against the pony woman’s apple fluids from her recent orgasm. Then, the white and lavender griffoness got up and disappeared from the sight of Applejack’s vision in her dream, leaving the farmpony woman to glance at the two griffoness twisting each other’s nipples before the golden stud grabbed her reins and tugged her forward to get her attention. In one quick fell swoop, Applejack got off her back and got back onto her hands and knees as she crawled forward till her face was directly above the golden idol’s cock. Her green eyes glazed over in her cum-drunkeness, her mouth salivating, and her pussy dripping with anticipation, Applejack didn’t register that her dom at that very moment was snapping his talons until the fifth time he did so. Drawing her eyes to him, despite panting and blushing profusely with her blonde hair and orange fur being wet with her sweat, the golden idol smirked as he then placed his talon on the pony woman’s cheek.

“Doing alright, Applejack?” the golden idol stud asked, smiling wider as Applejack stopped panting to smile and nod while lifting a thumbs up to the feathery man. “Those griffonesses sure did a number on you, but I can tell you’re doing an amazing job. This time though, your mouth won’t be necessary. You’ve got generous boobs, such is a trait of many earth pony women. I’d love to feel that pillowy plump chest of yours around my cock, though you don’t need to go super fast the moment you start. Just go at the pace you’re comfortable, and my lady nearby will help when I’m close~”

“Yessir,” Applejack grunted, biting her lip briefly as the golden idol stud still held her reins while she moved back a little, lowering herself so that her boobs were on each side of that golden-colored bitchbreaker in all of its hard and stiff glory. As she used her hands to bring them pillowed around his cock, she realized just how big her boobs were and how flexible they were when she began. She had her orange boobs that had white freckles decorating them just like her cheeks were, pillowed around this massive griffon cock as she lifted them up and down at a decent pace but not a super fast one. The golden idol sighed with a deep smile on his face, pre-cum spilling out of his length after several minutes of Applejack moving her warm furry boobs up and down his shaft. Still blushing brightly, especially from doing an act where she got to look at his cock this time, Applejack opened her mouth and licked up the pre-cum as it appeared on her dom’s dick. Her third orgasm was approaching, Applejack getting hornier than she had ever felt in her entire life as she was servicing this big muscular bird-of-prey while having her loins untouched.

Though, as she saw the green griffoness disappear out of her line of sight, Applejack gasped as she suddenly felt a pair of talons firmly gripping her cutie marks.

“Hopefully you didn’t forget about me?” The golden idol griffoness cooed from behind Applejack, though she didn’t give the pony woman time to answer before bringing her beak back to her dark orange loins and slipping her long tongue inside. Applejack moaned, this time several octaves higher as it was the most feminine sound she had let slip out of her muzzle, as she felt the golden griffoness tongue-punching her g-spot like her life depended on it. The orange pony woman kept up with the boobjob she was giving to the golden idol stud, though the best orgasm of this dream was seconds away. The golden idol griffoness refused to relent, even gripping Applejack’s cutie marks harder, and the farmpony woman moved her boobs up and down the griffon stud’s cock faster as if her treatment would end if she slowed down. Then, Applejack did stop, as her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her limbs convulsed as she came all over the golden idol griffoness’ face with a loud moan.

“Oh…fuck, oh fuck,” Applejack moaned, resuming her boobjob but in a much slower pace than before as she was basking in her post-orgasm haze. The golden idol stud chuckled as he used his free talon that wasn’t holding the reins to beckon the griffoness forward.

“I’m getting close, so I will be needing both of your help,” the golden griffon explained, grunting as the golden idol griffoness got to the side of the bed and placed her furry golden breasts over Applejack’s as she massaged the top half of the stud’s cock. Applejack worked with the bottom half, trying to match the pace of the golden idol griffoness as she moved her breasts down to meet Applejack’s breasts being pulled up. They worked in tandem, stroking off their mutual stud’s golden cock as her beak and Applejack’s muzzle were close. The farmpony woman could see the juices glistening on the griffoness’ golden beak as well as the feather all over her face, and was delighted by being toyed with by the both of them.

“I’m almost there,” the golden idol stud snarled, and the griffoness turned to Applejack, as the two were still doing a double boobjob on the griffon man, and pulled the pony woman in for a kiss. Sliding in her own apple-tasting mare juices into the earth pony woman’s mouth, Applejack felt that on top of the beak against her muzzle hit her senses like a pleasurable bang illuminating all of her senses. The best part of it all was feeling warm splashes of griffon seed from the golden stud landing on her muzzle and face while having her eyes closed during the kiss. The golden idol stud had the best show of it all, his golden idol griffoness and the Element of Honesty making out, their boobs stroking his cock, while bathed in his white ropes of hot cum. After the last spurt of seed landed in Applejack’s blonde mane, the golden idol griffoness got off her mate’s cock and sat up on the bed as she took the reins and pulled the farmpony woman towards her.

“Well, what do you say to us?” the golden idol griffoness smiled, before pointing her head towards the golden-furred stud that was sitting patiently. Applejack knew her manners well, and turned to the golden idol griffon as she nodded at him.

“Thank you,” Applejack moaned, before turning to look at the griffoness as well. “Thank you both for giving me this experience, this was incredible.”

“Well, don’t forget about it when you wake up, maybe think about this when they offer you such an honorable experience again~” the griffon man winked, and Applejack realized that there was so much in the dream that she didn’t get to do. And just when she realized that they made it that way on purpose, leaving the earth pony woman hornier than a slut looking for an orgy…

…Applejack woke up in the silence of her shared dormroom.

Euphoric Edging for Sapphic Subs

Author's Note

Contains lesbian threesome, consensual edging, references to M/F sex and dick, making out, scissoring, rimming, oral w/vagina and ass, sweat, 69ing, giving into temptation, resisting temptation, and no orgasms! Crazy! Reminds me of a certain contest I participated in. LOL.

Euphoric Edging for Sapphic Subs

From the overwhelmingly pleasurable dream that she just woke up from, Applejack felt a powerful sense of horniness as she stared up at the ceiling. And of course, from only a bowl of gruel the night before, the orange pony woman felt very hungry from not having breakfast yet. Or possibly lunch either depending on what time it was they had woken up. They certainly didn’t have any windows or even their clothes that they had stripped off the night before. Everything that happened in the dream had transferred into her waking body, from the taste of cock in her mouth to the extra sensitivity in her nipples. However, she could tell with a gut feeling and an intensely unsatisfied sensation in her loins, that the only part of the dream sex that didn’t follow her into the waking world was those beautiful orgasms that had set her free when they happened. Or Applejack guessed, they actually happened. The whole after-effects were very confusing.

“Ya got to be joking,” Applejack scoffed at her bad luck, looking over at the two griffonesses sleeping on the bunk bed. Songbird was snoring gently, a big smile on her beak even in her own sleep. Tabby’s beak was wide open as she snored loudly with an arm thrown behind her head. The orange pony woman was glad that they weren’t awake, though she couldn’t find herself upset at the idea of if they were awake. That perhaps they’d want to fuck and alleviate each other’s lust. Though were either of them into the same sex, or ponies for that matter? And even so, Tabby had just gone through a breakup. Applejack shook her head, finding the bar hookups back in Ponyville with mares to be a much easier affair. No matter, Applejack sighed as she brought one hand to her dark orange nipple and the other one to start kneading her clit. She couldn’t help but envision herself in a very submissive pose. On all fours, being on her hands and knees, with her breasts pressing up against her forearms as she looked up at any particular griffon stud or mistress with her tongue hanging out as she exposed herself naked and horny for them. The image brought a sense of uncontrollable lust that she didn’t know was possible, the twisting of her nipple and the fiery sensation on her clit tripling in intensity as she imagined different griffons in her head. The silver one from last night, Songbird, Tabby, the golden idols, even Principal Osprey if she was into that. The extent of Applejack’s horniness meant that she was willing to fuck whoever was willing, and was willing to throw her old life away in the process. It didn’t matter much to her at that moment anyways.

And when Applejack imagined her eyes as she was in that submissive pose, the image was damning to say the least. Those wide green eyes were full of longing and happiness, unlike when she was at the barn working with dull boredom. When was the last time she had felt that happy, had her eyes bright and full of excitement? Applejack moved her hand to the next nipple and sighed in contentment, moving her fingers down from her clit and pushing two fingers into her sopping hole. Starting to finger herself with a warm tingle vibrating throughout her whole body, Applejack gritted her teeth and felt a moan trying hard not to escape. The pleasure felt insane, but she didn’t want to wake up the two griffonesses. Even if they might be into her and down to give pleasure, Applejack’s mind was torn on if she followed down this road. She was almost certain that she’d no longer be dutiful and hard-working for her family, that they’d be without her hard work and struggle. But doing the right thing at the barn from sunup till sundown still brought her to this place, knowing that no amount of good for her family would help if she wasn’t at all happy with that life.

“Please, someone take me away and…give me…” Applejack’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she couldn’t voice her truest desires, but she sure could imagine them. The tall mare would no longer be muscular, though she’d still be relatively in shape as she had soft arms and legs. But that wasn’t the part that drove her wild, the image was her hands over her plump and very pregnant stomach with the offspring of her stud. Having a family of her own defined by her own terms, with the stud doing most of the work, brought Applejack both spiritual gratification as well as sexual enjoyment. She felt herself getting close, stars entering her vision…

…when she heard Songbird gasp and saw the black and white griffoness sit up in her bed. Applejack felt her blood run cold as she abruptly pulled her fingers out from her pussy, the emptiness driving her mind even though her fingers were too small to even compare to the heaving thick cock that she dreamed about. Applejack’s hand pulled away from her nipple. She couldn’t see if Songbird was blushing due to her black feathers, but the shorter griffoness was panting and wide-eyed as she stared at nothing. At least, for a few seconds in the dark room before her eyes immediately turned to look at Applejack. The fact that the orange pony woman stopped mattered not, as her blush and smell of sex gave away what she was doing.

“You had that dream too?” Songbird barely spoke above a whisper, her voice clear. Applejack nodded as Songbird continued. “Fuck, they knew I wanted some good sex. And that I only said no earlier because you two did, no offense. And they gave me everything I wanted, except they didn’t go all the way with me and-”

“Your waking body didn’t cum,” Applejack sighed.

“Exactly!” Songbird squawked, her whisper gone as she felt her frustration cave. “It’s like they were edging us on purpose!”

Applejack and Songbird looked down at Tabby still snoring, though from where the pony woman was sitting, she could tell the tan griffoness’ sleeping demeanor had changed. Tabby was heavily blushing, her paws gently kicking in the air as drool fell down her beak. Applejack was shocked to say the least, that Tabby would entertain dream sex even though she was desperate to get her lover back. Though perhaps there was more to it, Tabby did enroll in the school program after all. Maybe despite the grief she had, getting some sexual relief was way more important.

Songbird stared down at the bottom bunk bed for a few moments, even though from her view she could barely see Tabby except for her legs. Then, she looked back at Applejack with her wide and curious eyes. Applejack felt instinctively that the normally forward griffoness was starting to get a little nervous. That she was second-guessing her next choice of words.

“Ah, go ahead and say whatever ya need to say,” Applejack assured her. “Ah prefer honesty, if ya didn’t already know.”

“When you had your dream, was it just fooling around with the studs?” Songbird asked.

“No,” Applejack answered. “Ah played around with one stud and had a few jerk off on me, but most of them were griffonesses. Ah hadn’t been with a griffoness like that before, and ah guess if the dream world doesn’t count, then ah haven’t been with one at all.”

“Oh wow,” Songbird whispered, and Applejack couldn’t catch what she said. So she continued.

“Well ah guess that yer dream didn’t just have studs either then huh?” Applejack guessed, and Songbird nodded. Before the black and white griffoness could respond, Tabby gasped as she sat up blushing heavily and looking at Applejack and Songbird frantically. Before she could come up with an explanation, Applejack raised a hand towards the tan griffoness. “Don’t freak out, we already know. We experienced our own dreams, it’s nothing to feel embarrassed about.”

“Oh…fuck, whatever,” Tabby groaned as she placed her face in her talons. “No point in denying what I dreamed of then. Those stupid golden idols persuaded me to get what that loser couldn’t give me. It was…felt nice.”

“I told you he was a loser!” Songbird’s wings flared out as she grinned through her beak at their roommate’s development. “Now you’ve got to tell me, did you get to finish? Was it just studs with bigger dicks than him, or did you get to enjoy the fine variety for a change~?”

“For a change?” Tabby laughed, causing Songbird to tilt her head as the tan griffoness elaborated. “The two exes before my last relationship were both women, Songbird. That dude that broke up with me was my change of pace.”

“Oh thank the stars~” Songbird licked her beak intently as she flew off the top bunk bed with a hungry look in her eyes. There wasn’t much to leave to the imagination, considering the black and white griffoness was completely naked. Applejack thought her own boobs were generously sized, with Songbird’s breasts being double D’s at the very least. They were black like most of her body while her nipples and the areas around them were white splashes on her body like her belly. Truly a work of art. Applejack’s eyes averted towards Tabby’s breasts, decently sized though the tan griffoness was closer to being flat-chested. Applejack found herself drawn to either size as she just loved tits.

Though with a blush as she looked into Songbird’s half-lidded eyes, Applejack realized how long she was ogling the griffoness she met the day before.

“Well, you don’t seem all that bothered when it comes to talking about your preferences with us,” Songbird snickered before glancing at Tabby over her shoulder. “And assuming that you didn’t get a chance to cum either, I think the three of us can help each other out. Who knows how long it’ll take before they bring us to the auditorium again? And considering I’m not sure if either of you want to change your mind about the studs, I’m more than happy to satiate you both more than them~”

Applejack’s eyes widened at Songbird’s proposition, could the black and white griffoness really satisfy the both of them more than the studs in their dreams? Perhaps she was just that eager to get it on in the waking world, that she was willing to exaggerate her bragging to ridiculous proportions. It was working, especially since Applejack was interrupted before she got to finish. Jumping off the bed and standing tall, Applejack looked down at Songbird as the short griffoness’ eyes left the pony woman’s eyes and looked to her muscles. While Applejack normally took great pride in them, she was starting to wonder what it’d feel like to lose them. To be a lot softer around the edges for a handsome and well-deserving stud.

Did I really just think that?

“Ya, ah think that’d be more than fine,” Applejack grinned, feeling her heart pounding fast in her chest as she watched Tabby slink out from her bottom bunk bed with a half-lidded gaze and a lick of her beak. She stood tall over Songbird, the tan griffoness placing her talons on the black griffoness’ shoulders as she looked down. Tabby’s talons moved quickly from Songbird’s shoulders down to her white nipples, starting to flick at them and twist them as she felt them harden. Songbird gasped, her beak starting to hang open in sheer and unadulterated arousal as her amber eyes rolled to the back of her head. Applejack stood there, amazed that she was really going to get into a threesome with griffonesses on her second day, and thought quickly to her dear friend Twilight. Applejack couldn’t have known how right on the money the purple alicorn was about her lewd idea to get her back into a “proper education,” but the orange farmpony was quickly becoming more and more grateful for it. She imagined all too easily the purple alicorn making use of her bat pony staff, and Applejack was unsure if that was a reality, or if the earth pony woman was simply creating exaggerated scenarios because of how pent up she truly was.

“Oh my goodness, just playing with my tits has got to be leagues better than trying to seduce that loser that dumped you!” Songbird moaned, moving her really fat ass back into Tabby’s stomach as she shuddered in pleasure. Applejack felt herself getting really jealous that Tabby was getting to feel Songbird’s ass and not her, but the orange farmpony wasn’t without action. Applejack moved forward, crouching down a little as she brought two of her digits to Songbird’s wet clit. The black and white griffoness felt pleasurable shock vibrate throughout her whole body as she squawked loudly, her poofing wings nearly hitting Tabby in the face as she convulsed in near orgasm. Her pleasure escaped her at the very last moment, but Songbird didn’t even care. If it meant that the fun with these two would never end, the black and white griffoness was all the happier for it. Songbird’s wings flapped aggressively, Tabby dodging one of them at the very last second as she moved her talons away from the black griffoness’ white nipples. The tan griffoness got talonfuls of Songbird’s big bird butt and groped both cheeks roughly. Applejack began circling Songbird’s clit in fast motions as she was getting loud moans out of Songbird. The black and white griffoness, unlike the other two, seemed to be an absolute freak before even arriving at the school. Applejack and Tabby weren’t even sure if she was actually going to leave with one of these studs, or if being a student at the school was an excuse to get nasty on a daily basis, the Griffon Values Finishing School being a nympho’s dream.

Applejack stopped moving her fingers against Songbird’s clit and brought the sopping digits to her beak. Songbird leaned forward as Tabby started smacking around her ass cheeks, opening her beak and gently closing it around Applejack’s fingers. Licking her own juices off of them fiercely, Songbird hummed and moaned happily into Applejack’s fingers.

“Damn, Songbird, when’s the last time you got any action?” Applejack laughed as Songbird licked her fingers for a few moments with a half-lidded gaze before pulling her beak away with a big smirk on her face.

“A whole week!” Songbird emphasized, and Applejack got a good chuckle out of that one as the black and white griffoness spun around to have her fat naked butt and black lion tail facing the orange pony woman. Songbird placed her talons on Tabby’s shoulders as she leaned up at the same time the tan griffoness moved down, the two of them making out while Applejack got to fondle some griffon butt. Bringing her soft pony hands around that plushy griffoness butt was an abundance to behold, watching it jiggle and shake with each movement she did. Applejack just wanted more of it by the second, clapping and smacking Songbird’s ass cheeks while her tongue was deep in Tabby’s beak. The three of them were getting a better sense of feeling each other out, horny beyond belief and desperate to get it out of their system. Likely Songbird was going to get more action at the auditorium, but for the stubborn Applejack and Tabby, it was all the action they planned on getting since they weren’t completely ready to give in. Applejack knew that she wanted it more than air, but she was afraid of how drastically her life would change. How much she would have to let go and give up back at home. But as she remembered the anger slowly dying down in Ponyville, Applejack became more doubtful of how much of her older life she still had.

Songbird twerked a little into Applejack’s hands, and the alluring feeling and sight became too much for the orange farmpony. Applejack needed to do more than some groping foreplay. So Applejack crouched down as Songbird stopped twerking, just in time for the orange pony woman to spread out those black and white cheeks. Looking intently at Songbird’s backdoor and pussy lips, Applejack was genuinely debating on which one to go for first. She considered both, but Applejack wanted to start with one at a time and possibly switch. She was used to playing with pussy, and didn’t have too many encounters playing with a lady’s asshole. The orange farmpony woman wanted to get in on that action, spitting on two of her fingers in addition to the saliva already on there, before plunging them suddenly into Songbird’s backdoor. Songbird’s eyes nearly bulged out of her head from the shock of Applejack picking her much tighter hole, but to say she didn’t enjoy it would’ve been a lie. The pleasant surprise made her tongue freeze up and a shuddering moan entered from her beak into Tabby’s beak.

“Fuck, ah didn’t realize that feathery ass would be so tight,” Applejack grunted, pistoning her pony fingers in and out several times while Tabby gripped Songbird tightly as their makeout intensified. Since they didn’t have proper lube bottles or other equipment, Applejack stuck with the fingering as the way to ‘clean out’ the black and white griffoness’ backdoor. So far, Applejack was able to keep doing it without any unpleasant surprises, before pulling those two fingers out and wiping them on the floor before grabbing and prying apart Songbird’s cheeks. The depravity of wanting to eat out the bird lady’s ass dawned upon Applejack, but after the insane dream she had, the orange pony woman couldn’t care less. She needed to taste what Songbird’s ass was like, especially in comparison to the backdoors of other pony women she had sampled. Songbird pulled away from making out with Tabby, panting and blushing heavily to the point of where it was somehow visible through her white stripes. Tabby smirked at how horny and desperate Songbird had become out of all of them, especially as she looked down at Applejack’s bright green eyes.

“Please, stick that tongue of yours in my ass!” Songbird begged, though she had moved away from Applejack and Tabby. There was a rhyme and reason though, as the black and white griffoness approached the bottom bunk bed and leaned forward. Her talons were resting on the blankets and sheets as she was standing on her legs bent over, spreading open her wings as well as her ass cheeks. She bent her legs a little bit forward, getting into the perfect position before twerking her ass cheeks. As she did so, Applejack rushed forward and pressed her mouth against Songbird’s asshole before sticking her tongue inside. Songbird squawked loudly as she stopped twerking, her eyes nearly bulging out of her head as stars entered her vision. With Applejack’s ass naked and exposed, Tabby took the golden opportunity presented to her.

Unbeknownst to Applejack, the tan griffoness that had a preference for the same sex had enjoyed the backdoors of other griffonesses a great deal, but had always wanted to touch a ponut. The unique and thick rim of a pony’s backdoor frequented her mind, and now thanks to the school that she finally gave a shot, her dream would cum true. Tabby walked around behind both Songbird and Applejack, getting on her talons and knees as she heard the lewd slurping of the pony eating out the black griffoness. Carefully bringing the tip of her sharp beak to rest over Applejack’s butt crack, getting a muffled moan of surprise from the pony woman being touched. Then, Applejack settled back into the lewd motions of eating out Songbird’s backdoor as Tabby placed her talons on the orange pony woman’s ass cheeks.

Tabby opened her mouth and extended her tongue to move around Applejack’s barn mare ponut, shuddering and sighing in delight at the taste. She didn’t know to what extent the mare worked out, or was outside doing work, but the musk and taste of a muscular mare that clearly worked out was divine in its own right. Tabby worked out decently, not nearly enough to have the muscles that this Applejack had. And feeling the farm pony woman’s tight ass cheeks clenching on her face was euphoric beyond measure. She couldn’t believe that she was getting this lucky right away, and was even considering fucking guys again after her ruinous breakup. The dream she had with the very giving golden idols sure made a compelling case. Tabby grunted as she moved her tongue around the rim of Applejack’s dark orange ponut, her eyes rolling to the back of her head from the delicious taste. Applejack’s tongue was punching Songbird’s backdoor back and forth very fast, with the black and white griffoness easily being the loudest out of all of them. Applejack wouldn’t have been surprised if they started getting noise complaints, knocking on the door from someone woken up later. Though anyone who was also up likely was getting it on as well, if the dreams successfully persuaded them as well.

Their train of ass-eating went on for a while, with Tabby even fingering Applejack’s pussy at one point. Somehow in the small bathroom beyond the beds were the only possessions that were left when the school staff took their belongings: a bottle of mouthwash and several bottles of water. There was also a soap and shampoo bottle that was part of the shower room, but that seemed to be there when they had all arrived. Perhaps the staff knew what they would end up getting up to, that they’d want to wash their mouths of ass and keep hydrated as they fucked each other. Certainly wasn't a coincidence to Applejack, and the three of them proceeded to wash out their mouths of any ass in the sink before they moved on to what they had wanted to do next. Exploring each other’s asses was all well and good, but they didn’t have p-spots and cumming that way would’ve been very difficult.

“So you think you can make me cum first?” Applejack laughed as she playfully pushed Tabby onto her own bed, the tan griffoness smirking as she allowed herself to fall onto the cushy surface. Tabby instinctually opened her legs as Applejack jumped onto the bed and hovered over her, her knees on each side of the griffoness’ hips. Applejack’s hands were above Tabby’s shoulders, effectively pinning the fit griffoness underneath. Tabby would’ve had a hard time struggling out if she wanted to, given that she could look at the subtle six pack on the pony’s figure. But with the frustration that had been building up, she wanted her limits to be tested by this orange pony woman and her stronger body. Tabby grinned even wider as Applejack fell into her trap, the tan griffoness moving her firm and thinner legs around the orange pony woman’s hips into a leg lock. Tabby pushed her closer with all her might, their breasts mashed against each other’s as she licked her beak with intense green eyes.

“Try me~” Tabby growled, and Applejack shuddered. As hard as she worked, the orange pony woman wanted nothing more than to be submissive and inferior to this tiger-striped griffon lady. And yet, she found herself on top of Tabby like her many prior sapphic encounters. Perhaps it wouldn’t matter, and Tabby would give it her all and own the farmpony. Applejack pulled her face away, even with their breasts still mashed against each other’s. Her pussy was right against Tabby’s as they felt the intense arousal from their similar dreams. Applejack thought to those golden idols, giving her so much and yet leaving her wanting more, and how they absolutely dominated her. The leg lock that Tabby had started was quite profound on its own, and Applejack slammed forward and hit her clit against Tabby’s clit, causing the tan griffoness to jolt and moan. She was distracted, only for a moment, before she lunged forward and placed her talons on the orange pony woman’s back. Applejack felt the firm pressure of Tabby’s sharp talons on her back as the griffoness rocked her hips back in kind.

“Fuck, that’s right, fuck me just like that~” Applejack begged, watching as Songbird sashayed with her wide hips towards them. The black and white griffoness had a half-lidded gaze, a big smirk on her beak, and briefly looked at Applejack before looking at Tabby. Amazingly without a single word, Songbird threw one leg over the bed and on the other side of Tabby’s head. This gave Tabby a full view of Songbird’s clit before she got on the bed on both knees, her pussy much closer to the tan griffoness’ beak. She knew what was incoming, Tabby adjusted her beak so that the tip wouldn’t hurt Songbird as she lowered herself. The black and white griffoness sighed deeply as Tabby's tongue slid into her wet folds right away. She couldn’t help how good it felt, to have another griffoness eating her out.

Songbird was the quickest out of the three of them to succumb to the golden idols in her dreams, practically jumping at them before they could get a full sentence out. So when she stared at Applejack intently humping away and scissoring with Tabby with the intent of making the griffoness cum first, Songbird knew she wanted to get in on this as much as possible. Tabby was performing a juggling act of carnal feats, her talons on Applejack’s back and leg-locking her as the orange pony woman struggled not to give in, all the while eating out Songbird and keeping her beak in the right position. Songbird’s juices tasted like cherries, the tart fruity flavor driving Tabby wild as her tongue punched the black griffoness’ g-spot several times. Songbird felt herself getting close from those tempting touches, though the orgasm that she was so hungrily seeking alluded her as Tabby started missing her g-spot. Songbird tsked as she intended on busying herself, lunging forward and bringing her beak to Applejack’s lips. The orange pony woman looked up just as Songbird swung in like a succubus bird-of-prey, Applejack didn’t even want to resist the lustful kiss that was swooping her way. She opened her inferior pony lips as Songbird opened her beak, their tongues wrestling against one another fiercely with the griffoness dominating her.

“Mmmmph! Nnngh! Hmmmmmph!” Applejack moaned with her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she could barely take it. Songbird was fiercely making out with her, Tabby’s talons were on her as they were scissoring passionately with a leg lock. Somehow even when she was supposed to dominate, the pony woman was still losing to griffons. Applejack was amazed, finding that their appeal in comparison to her old life was no joke. The hot passion that inflamed her mouth and loins with each fiery lick from griffon tongue, somehow having no comparison to the thick and slow pony tongues of mares she had fucked. Applejack felt like even without experiencing griffon dick in the real world, even the griffons of the same sex were leagues better than the pony women. Applejack could only wonder how well griffon studs would rank in her sexual experiences. Their musk drove her nostrils and overall senses wild, and Applejack just wanted more and more griffon love. She just couldn’t get enough of their beaks, talons, and greedy sexual tendencies.

Applejack placed her hands on Songbird’s shoulders, trying to move her tongue as fast as possible. It was a moot effort, as Songbird certainly had sexual experience that was more extensive than Applejack and Tabby’s past endeavors combined, her tongue working Applejack’s mouth like a pro. Songbird hummed happily into Applejack’s mouth, rocking her pussy back and forth into Tabby’s pussy as the tan griffoness humped away at the farm pony woman. Tabby was giving it her all, giving her performances with exes a run for their bits as she truly wielded her carnal might towards Applejack. She even had Songbird weakening Applejack’s defenses, and the stubborn pony woman still wouldn’t give in and cum. All three of them, whether they were genuinely competing or just enjoying getting it on, were locked in a lustful limbo as they were reaching their peaks before it would slowly go away. Applejack’s cheeks clapped, her apple cutie marks moving in a quick red blur as the sound of her clapping thunder was a symphony to the griffonesses.

Applejack tried, so very much, to get Tabby to cum her brains out. But Tabby was just as stubborn as her, perhaps even moreso given she never stopped eating Songbird out. Tabby slowly moved her talons down Applejack’s back, the sharp digits applied to her enough to feel their firmness, but not hard enough to make her bleed. Applejack shuddered as her tongue slowed to a halt, a loud moan escaping her muzzle and entering Songbird’s beak as she shuddered and convulsed. The orgasm was seconds away, though she was still stuck at the peak as Tabby stopped on purpose. The shock of not getting to cum, with a simmering frustration, hit Applejack all at once as she grunted and pulled away from Songbird’s beak. Songbird giggled as they stopped making out, crawling off the bed and finally giving Tabby some air as she gasped while licking up griffoness juices that the black and white griffoness left behind.

“If ah was going to lose, you could’ve at least made me cum properly…” Applejack grumbled. “What in the hay was that for?”

“Edging is fun,” Tabby shrugged with a grin. “And I could say the same thing for you, you could’ve kept thrusting against me. But you stopped when I did.”

“Alright, enough bickering!” Songbird squawked. “I want to scissor one of you now! Ooh, ooh! And 69 during it!”

“But then one of us is left out,” Applejack pointed out.

“That just means one of you gets to sit back on their bed, relax, and enjoy a little old fashioned voyeurism~! You don’t even have to put in any of the work!” Songbird winked, and both Applejack and Tabby were slightly appealed at the idea. The naughty Songbird somehow had a gift for making anything sound fun, and Applejack was almost jealous of whoever would end up with her.

Tabby shrugged as she made a beeline for her own bed at the bottom bunk, turning around and throwing herself backwards as she landed on the bed with a big humph from the landing. Smirking and spitting on her own talon, Tabby brought two of those golden digits to her clit as she began fiercely masturbating before anything had started. After juggling the two, it was no surprise that Tabby wanted a backseat from putting in the work. Applejack decided that she wanted to be underneath this time, and was quick to throw herself on the bed first. Songbird smirked as she climbed on top of Applejack, turning around and squatting over the pony woman like she did with Tabby earlier.

Before she fully immersed Applejack in her fat griffon cheeks, Songbird put on a bit of a show as she twerked them. Applejack felt her mouth salivating, watching the black and white griffoness’ ass cheeks clap as a siren’s call before she was caught off guard. Songbird plapped her ass fully on Applejack, the orange pony woman unable to see as she felt the wetness of the griffoness against her muzzle. Applejack had been in this position with a mare many times before, but something about Songbird’s fiery approach did her in. The griffonesses made 69ing and scissoring with mares look mundane somehow. Opening her mouth and lapping at the aroused juices of Songbird, Applejack felt a prickle of nervousness as the griffoness she was eating out surged forward and began eating her out in return. Said nervousness came from the feeling of a sharp beak barely touching her ponut, and Applejack was shocked to realize that the fear of the griffoness’ beak was adding onto her already exceptionally high arousal.

While Applejack was next to taste the delightful cherry flavor of Songbird’s juices, Tabby grunted as she slid her digits inside of her own pussy as she began fingering herself. Thanks to trimming herself, the tan griffoness’ digits didn’t hurt going in, and she brought the other trimmed talon to her nipple as she began flicking it and twisting it. As she got to witness Songbird bouncing her fat ass cheeks mercilessly on Applejack’s face while going down on her, Tabby realized something as a voyeur. That Applejack, despite her muscular figure, didn’t want to be that way. She didn’t know how or why the orange pony woman became so jacked if she didn’t like that life, but from watching Applejack submit to the bubbly Songbird, Tabby could tell that there was a reason she wanted to join the school for submissives. She knew that for however long they’d live together, there would be so much to learn about this weird enigma of a pony, but Tabby hoped to get off a bunch during it all.

“Fuck, watching you dominate Applejack is so hot,” Tabby chirped, twisting her own nipple a little harder. Watching Applejack try and fight against her wants was even hotter to Tabby, the orange pony woman bringing out her hands and clasping Songbird’s ass cheeks with a loud CLAP. Songbird yelped and moaned, her wings flaring out in surprise as she kept eating Applejack out. The black griffoness didn’t give in, arguably doubling down from Applejack’s challenge. Applejack didn’t stop at just gripping her ass either, groping and squeezing at different pressures to get more of a reaction out of Songbird. The orange mare was sweating, her blonde hair matted as she struggled to get Songbird to cum, or even to get herself to cum.

Unlike the other events, this particular one where she was 69ing Songbird felt like it was going on closer to half an hour as the three of them became desperate, horny, panting messes. Anytime Applejack, Songbird, or Tabby would get close to an orgasm, it would allude them either by chance or because one of them would stop on purpose. The edging was as hot as it was maddening. Applejack felt as though the exhaustion rushing through her body was causing the blankets and sheets to be wet with intense sweat and even their own sex juices spilling onto the bed. Tabby, who was assured it wouldn’t take any effort to masturbate to the show, was panting and moaning as she had four digits aggressively fingering her pussy while she had started flicking the other nipple. All three of them were burning with unresolved arousal since they all consented to the dream and then the threesome. They knew they could very well stop and let the arousal die down at any time, but the infinite sea of pleasure with no end was too tempting to turn down.

Songbird still, of course, lifted her ass up once or twice a minute to allow the orange farmpony to breathe. Applejack felt her eyes rolling to the back of her head as she panted and gasped for air each time, starting to not even care if she came and just loving the perceived eternity of being smothered in griffon ass. And also feeling a griffoness’ beak against her ponut as she was eating her out. Songbird shuddered and moaned, the rocking of her hips changing at various speeds as she would get worn out from how long they kept going at the 69ing.

Applejack felt excitement rush throughout her body as suddenly, Songbird kicked it into high gear and wriggled her tongue without restraint, having her tongue hit the pony woman’s g-spot over and over again. Suddenly the waves of pleasure that were starting to get stale rushed into Applejack’s body like a tidal wave cum to life as she got incredibly close. Sexual images played out in her head on repeat, from the golden idols using her to scissoring those griffonesses in her dreams. Imagining her friends and their naked bodies, remembering those mares and griffonesses the night before sucking on cock for a good meal. They were servicing studs to be rewarded, and Applejack should’ve found that degrading. And perhaps it was. But the idea was starting to have its own appeal even just as a fantasy as her orgasm was approaching. Her vision was blacking in and out with her toes curling and her legs trembling with the incredibly close orgasm. Tabby was there too, the normally quiet griffoness moaning and feeling her wings stiff as boards. Songbird thrashed her ass cheeks against Applejack’s face very hard, almost knocking out the poor gal, as she was getting close too. The three of them didn’t even hear steps approaching their door, their hearts jumping as they heard a trio of knocks at the door.

“FUCK!” Tabby snarled as she turned to look at the door. “Give us fucking five minutes!”

“You can have that time, but the cafeteria closes very soon so I suggest you get your gruel first,” a male griffon voice announced. “Plus you three had all day to get ready, what have you even been doing in there?”

“Oh for fuck’s sake!” Songbird hissed under her breath as she threw herself off of Applejack, depriving the groaning mare of her orgasm. As Songbird and Tabby rushed to the bathroom to clean their faces and talons, Applejack rolled off the bed just as the griffon spoke again.

“We’ve come here with the bridles, you each have the choice to wear them and to either go to the auditorium to be paired with a stud, or to go to the dining room for gruel,” the male voice explained. Applejack paused, feeling time slowing down as she stared at the door. She didn’t want to speak on behalf of both of the griffonesses while they were in the bathroom, and even in her head Applejack was warring with what to do. She had missed what would’ve been the most explosive orgasm in her life (at least in the waking world), but mentally Applejack wasn’t quite ready to throw away her old life. She felt like acknowledging the truth, as much as she was devoted to it, would devastate her family and create irreconcilable damage to the structure of Sweet Apple Acres. She was already in hot water with everypony back home, and she felt that becoming a blatant slut with reckless abandon would only be the nail in the coffin.

Taking a deep breath and releasing a sigh, Applejack pinched her forehead with two fingers and closed her eyes tightly before looking up at the door.

“Ah’ll wear the bridle, but ah’d like to be led to the dining room,” Applejack decided, and Songbird and Tabby rushed to her side as they seemingly heard what the male griffon said. Applejack could see the bright glimmer in Songbird’s yellow eyes, arguably crazed as her pupils turned small and she deeply licked her beak before looking at the orange pony woman and Tabby.

“I’m sorry, but I need to fuck,” Songbird groaned in longing pleasure, looking more like a griffon than ever before. Even with her bubbly pleasure, Applejack knew she was still a ravenous griffon at the end of the day. And likely a few steps away from becoming a full-blown nympho. Applejack placed her hand on Songbird’s shoulder as she smiled at her.

“It’s okay, ya deserve to have fun in here even if ah’m not completely ready mahself,” Applejack nodded. “Thank ya for bringing me out of mah shell a bit more, ah really appreciate it.”

“I’ll be wearing the bridle to the auditorium, and you guys can come in~!” Songbird said as the three of them stepped back, watching the door open with the same griffon studs from the night before step in. Applejack watched as two of them got the bridle onto Songbird and tightened it around her face, being more touchy with her since she decided on the auditorium. Songbird happily moaned into the groping and longer touches, while the silver griffon stud approached Applejack. Blushing as she remembered their interaction from the night before, Applejack opened her mouth as it flopped like a fish out of water before she finally got the words out.

“Ah’m sorry, ah’ve just been…nervous, ah didn’t mean to worry you,” Applejack admitted, the most she’d admitted to a griffon stud in the waking world so far. “Or to take my stubbornness out on you, it’s been a tough situation back at home.”

The fuck are you doing admitting all this to him?!

“It’s…okay,” the silver griffon spoke, his deep voice clear as he gently blinked at Applejack before placing the bridle on her face. He stared at her with his big blue eyes, fastening the bridle firmly but not harshly like it was a ritual, before looking over at Tabby who was untouched. “So which of your friends do you plan on joining?”

“I’m staying with Applejack, the dining room,” Tabby responded before Applejack could try and guess what her answer might be. Then, she added. “The bridle is fine, I guess.”

Applejack and Tabby found themselves being led to the dining room while Songbird was being brought to the auditorium. After the griffon studs removed the bridles and walked towards the doors where they waited there, Applejack and Tabby stared at their respective bowls of gruel.

“Thanks for coming with me,” Applejack muttered.

“I’m not really ready to replace my ex entirely, it’s not a problem,” Tabby shrugged.

Applejack looked to her bowl of gruel, of the safe choice at the end of the day with the spoon in her hand. But as she reluctantly ate the food, she felt more empty missing out on something other than the food…

Erotic Education

Author's Note

Contains sexual classes, "tradwife" classes, oral demonstrations on fruit, anxious thoughts, romantic seduction, ball-sucking, blowjob, facefucking, orgasm without vaginal contact, musk obsession, giving into desires!

Erotic Education

“Hey, hey…Applejack, right?”

Applejack’s eyes fluttered as she looked up at the muscular silver griffon once more, having fallen asleep without continuing anything with Tabby. Denying herself of submission twice put her off that particular mood, and so with a belly full of gruel, Applejack went to bed for the night. She looked over the griffon stud’s shoulder, seeing that both her roommates were missing from the room. The silver griffon looked over his shoulder and then back at Applejack.

“The weekend is over, it’s Monday,” the griffon explained with a shrug. “Both of them went to their classes that start in a few minutes. You missed breakfast, but you’ll still be able to get lunch in a few hours.”

“Fuck,” Applejack groaned as she climbed off the bed with the silver griffon placing the bridle on her and fastening it. The orange farmpony woman shook her head as she sighed. “Well, thank you for waking me up before I was written off as late, um…”

“My name is Merlin,” the griffon stood up tall, at least a head taller than her as he tugged the bridle enough to catch her attention. They were quickly out of the room, going down two flights of stairs as he began leading her to another room on the first floor. One that wasn’t the dining hall or the auditorium, but a regular classroom. Having such a big, strong griffon stud leading her to her destination by the reins was delightful and the happiest she felt in the waking world. Applejack was still on the fence about whether she was going to fully lean into the experience of being an openly sexual submissive, but allowing herself the enjoyment of being led by someone stronger than her made her shiver in delight. The orange farmpony’s loins were drooling, Applejack could’ve sworn a drop or two of her lust fell on the floor. She bit her lip even at points and prayed to Celestia that this Merlin that she’d become acquaintances with wouldn’t have noticed.

“Alright, this is your first class,” Merlin explained as he began to remove the bridle from Applejack’s face. The orange pony woman looked at the door in surprise, even though she had been told multiple times there were classes, the thought had escaped her as she was just focused on the dick sucking many were engaging in at the end of the day. And those pesky hot golden idol dreams. Applejack felt her heart pulling towards the bridle and the reins as Merlin removed them from her body, a surge of sadness rushing through her as she wasn’t wearing it anymore. “Don’t worry, me or one of the other griffons working at the school will take you to your next class after this one is done. Did you have any questions before I end up leaving?”

“No, that’ll be just fine,” Applejack sighed, watching as Merlin walked away briefly before turning and placing her hand on the door handle. Applejack knew that she should enter the classroom if she didn’t want to be late, and grabbed the door handle as she entered the classroom. She didn’t know what to expect, though she wasn’t blessed with the familiarity of Songbird and Tabby. They had all fucked, and it made them very close friends at the very least, so Applejack frowned briefly at their absence before walking to the back and sitting at the back table that had an empty seat. The teacher, a dark brown griffoness with an orange face and amber eyes, tilted her head to look at Applejack expectedly. Her eyes were narrowed at first, though they widened as she clearly recognized the earth pony woman.

“Applejack, right?” the teacher spoke, and Applejack winced as she worried about the metaphorical tongue-lashing she was about to get. Though, the griffoness lady smiled widely through her beak as she continued. “Twilight Sparkle told me to expect to see you, don’t worry about being late, honey. A lot of the students that got cum-drunk last night aren’t even here still~!”

Applejack looked at the other tables, realizing right then and there that they were only half full, and it appeared a whole third of the expected class was missing altogether. The orange pony woman laughed politely, smiling warmly at the griffonesses, mares, and two Kirin ladies that were in the class before looking at the teacher.

“Well, shucks. Thanks for the hospitality, ah’m about as nervous as a gazelle in a lion’s den!” Applejack felt the initial tenseness subside a little as the griffoness nodded and looked to the class. Applejack realized with a horny shiver how true the statement was before her teacher continued.

“None of you need to feel afraid here, this isn’t like any of your previous relationships or orgies or whatever you had before,” the griffoness explained. “You all may call me Professor Hoot, and this is the Housewife 101 Class for you lovely ladies that desire such a traditional role. This isn’t to bully anyone into such a lifestyle, and this along with all other classes are optional as in you can leave anytime. But if your intent is to be a better submissive and pass the school education, then this class is required for that. Is that understood all clearly?”

“Yes Professor Hoot,” the students in the class stated, and the Professor placed papers in the middle of each table that all had the disclaimer she had mentioned. For all the students that would show up late, and walk in over the duration of the class. Applejack watched as her teacher placed the papers on her table, and took in the older lady’s outfit. Professor Hoot only could’ve been 10-15 years older than Applejack if she had to guess, and the dark brown griffoness also had white markings around her neck that were subtle. She was wearing a purple crop top and a knee-length pink skirt, not fully naked like all of her students but still wearing a sexy look. At least, in Applejack’s opinion as she tried to look at her teacher as respectfully as possible. While definitely not thinking of all the furious lesbian sex she had the day before.

Professor Hoot hummed to herself as she sashayed a little to the chalkboard and began to write her name on it. Then, she walked up to her own desk and sat in her swivel chair as she looked at her notes. She waited for a few minutes, all the students quietly eyeing each other curiously as another student came in each minute. Sure enough after ten minutes, the class was almost entirely filled with the late students looking at the papers on the table as Professor Hoot continued.

“So as your first teacher of the day, I’m required to inform you all of what to expect,” Professor Hoot said as she straightened her notes on her desk. “You’ll be receiving classes on how to be the perfect submissive lover for your stud, such as this class and many others like it. As the year continues, you all will be put into advanced classes based on performance and grades in the pop quizzes. Yes, this is a sex school and we’re all adults, but you still get quizzes and homework. Contrary to what your friends might have told you, this isn’t just a glorified excuse to have casual sex and orgies. There’s actual education involved here and every weekday at this school will ensure you remember that.”

Applejack smiled, relieved that there was a method to the madness, as she listened some more. Several of the students near her rolled their eyes and scoffed at the statements, though some of the more shy and reserved students gave sighs of relief as they wouldn’t be thrown into carnal situations without some form of help and teaching. Professor Hoot paused to catch a breath and turn to the next page of her notes.

“And the situation with roommates is to start, and if you end up uninterested in committing to a specific stud or to the classes, likely where you ladies will end up staying,” Professor Hoot shrugged as she mentioned. “Which is fine of course, some of the griffonesses just forgoed the studs part entirely and left the school with each other. One aced the submissive lover classes, only to be the sub for another griffoness at the school. You really never know what happens here, and the sky's the limit for the possibilities here. Studs are strongly encouraged but certainly not required to get the teaching here.”

Applejack’s heart skipped a beat at her explanation, relieved at that added part as she really enjoyed her time with Tabby and Songbird the day before. Though thanks to that fun dream with the golden idols, Applejack couldn’t pretend that she didn’t want to experience what it was like with the opposite sex. She was definitely not a lesbian, but not straight either. Applejack’s bisexuality was only something that she was recently experimenting with, and she didn’t know which sex she preferred yet. It was very possible that even with a preference for the same sex, a guy could steal her heart with his personality. Applejack became less nervous by the minute, excitement rushing through her body and getting the chair wet with her arousal. For the moment, she forgot her problems back home and became excited at the fantasies that played on repeat.

“However, if any of you end up really interested in the stud you get paired up with and are on really good behavior, you will get advanced housing arrangements with them if they show interest in you,” Professor Hoot added, getting some blushes and excited squirming in the class, likely from the students that were already getting on super well with their studs. “This is a school to move at your own pace, but I congratulate the students that have already started on this. Principal Osprey has received some glowing comments from the studs from the neighboring school, and she will be keeping a very close eye on who is doing well. And of course, one of our most valued new additions to the school.”

Professor Hoot glanced at Applejack for less than a second before looking back at her notes, humming contently to herself as she set her papers down and stood up to walk towards the chalkboard. Applejack was blushing hard, red as the apples on her ass, as she was informed of this new information. Though it really wasn’t that much of a surprise, considering her and Luna were already looking intently at the itinerary for the school, Applejack was suddenly in the hot seat mentally now that she knew Twilight had talked to Principal Osprey directly. She was both relieved to have the griffoness running the school ensuring that she enjoyed her time there, and more nervous at being in the spotlight. What was the sacred Element of Harmony going to do? Was she really going to debase herself? Applejack’s blood ran cold and her eyes went wide, before she put on a poker face as Professor Hoot continued her lesson.

Applejack tried to remind herself that these questions weren’t even on the other students’ minds, but it was hard to shoot down the anxiety of what others thought about her. She had worked so hard to keep her family afloat, and to save the world several times over as a beloved Element of Harmony. As a Princess, Twilight wouldn’t really hurt that much from her reputation being ruined. She would always have Celestia and Luna to protect her and keep her from spiraling, but with the lack of happiness Applejack had with her life, the orange farmpony would just end up going back to working endlessly. Her life would essentially be ruined as she didn’t have much to return to. But to reject the teaching of the school would lead to the same result: returning to Sweet Apple Acres and having everything return to normal. She couldn’t have that, Applejack had gotten to a point where the mere possibility horrified her. So she listened as Professor Hoot gave a rundown of the basics, something that everyone should know but maybe it didn’t occur to them. Such as cooking, which Professor Hoot mentioned was another required class, cleaning, decoration, and general romantic gestures.

“Does anyone have any questions?” Professor Hoot asked, pointing to a cream and vividly pink Kirin that had raised her hand. Her mane reminded Applejack of a cherry blossom.

“How else would you surprise your husband, besides with dinner and a cleaned home?” the flower-maned Kirin asked. Several of the students snickered and hummed suggestively, making Applejack wonder if the Kirin had asked such a leading question on purpose. Professor Hoot turned around smoothly with her skirt moving gracefully with her turn, her eyes narrowed for the briefest moment. But the Kirin’s blank poker face gave nothing away, and Professor Hoot smiled as she continued.

“Well, I can tell most of the class is excited at the possibilities, so I’ll just tell you all want you want to hear~!” Professor Hoot smirked. “While the staple of any effective housewife is making a good meal and cleaning the home, the sexual expertise of a housewife is the best part. Something that will stand out in a husband’s mind even more than how the home looks, or how the food tastes. You can dress up a certain way, like with a maid outfit or even wearing practically nothing at all. Aesthetic is something you can play with and get as creative as you want, or just go for the familiar tropes. Guys’ brains are pretty simple, it is very easy to please a stud so long as you are willing to put in the effort. Hence the purpose of this class…”

The class went by pretty fast, and before Applejack could worry about how her family was doing back home again, the bell rang in dismissal and she was wearing the bridle. Though it was a different griffon this time with small talk as she was being led to her second class a short distance away. The muscular pony woman took in the dainty figures of the other students being led by reins, as well as the chubby and voluptuous figures also being led by the reins. While there was the occasional fit griffoness and mare in the crowd, Applejack was the only overly muscular student in the class. Her ears flattened against her blonde mane, until her fantasies quickly shifted as she went from class to class. Of course, Applejack listened to the teachers of the different classes. She had gone to three different classes: Lingerie and Aesthetic Seduction 101, Cooking 101, and the class that Applejack was currently in…Oral Sex/Sexual Prep 101.

A dark gray griffoness with bright orange eyes and green stripes underneath her eyes had an incredibly tall and sleek figure, about the same height as Applejack. And as Applejack watched her smugly start deepthroating a banana, giving notes on the gag reflex and breathing through the nostrils as she side-eyed the giggling students that stood out from the students who had given in the night before, it occurred to Applejack that she was paired up with a stud. Granted she was told this multiple times, that through rigorous vetting and a very selective process, Principal Osprey and potentially Twilight herself had picked out a stud that was meant for the insanely stubborn and fiery-tempered brickhouse of a mare. A stud that was meant to bring her to submission. Applejack had forgotten this. But her heart thundered in her chest as if she was experiencing the vomit-inducing butterflies of her first crush. She was looking forward to nothing more than to give into the seduction of a stud picked out just for her. Whoever it was had to be considered the best of the best from the Principal of the school.

Applejack felt herself getting wet in her chair of what was supposed to be the oral demonstration the teacher was showing, the images playing in her head of who her stud would be. There were multiple griffon studs that led her to her classes, including the gentle giant Merlin, but Applejack had a hunch it wasn’t him that was meant for her. She was too head-strong and he was a bit too stoic for that. Applejack felt her chair getting sopping as she watched Professor Dove moving the banana to the side as she opened up a peeled orange and began “going down” on it.

“Some of you will either be the submissives to other women, or perhaps your stud will have multiple wives depending on what you end up pursuing,” Professor Dove began, lowering her beak to the center of the orange and making sure the sharp end of her beak didn’t pierce the fruit. “Either way, it’s good to know how to pleasure other women. If you’re straight in every sense of the word, please feel free to ignore this lesson and enter quiet discussion. Or you can leave class early. The male parts of this class are the only thing you’ll be quizzed on.”

Applejack restrained herself from rolling her eyes as she saw two of the students leave the classroom, and another table began whispering amongst themselves with the permission of the professor. The orange pony woman was well aware that they couldn’t help if they didn’t have a gay bone in their body, though she still failed to see how there were ladies out there that didn’t appreciate the same sex. Oh well, more pussy for her.

“I thank those who, regardless of the reason, were interested in listening to the entirety of the class lesson,” Professor Dove smiled warmly, glancing at Applejack for a few moments, before continuing. “Since everyone is getting adjusted to the very casual state of affairs at this school, this was meant to purely be a lecture. More talons-on or hooves-on training will be tomorrow for those who are comfortable doing so, whether it's with the bananas or on each other. Everyone’s comfortability will be taken into account and I will be checking in on everyone. The last class for the day is dismissed and the fun will begin for most of you~! Take care!”

Professor Dove didn’t even hide her look at Applejack the second time, the dark gray griffoness full on smirking and giggling before getting up along with the students and looking away. What was she so humored about? Did she assume Applejack was already getting up to sexual endeavors in the school? It was technically true that she was, but not the public ones or anything with the studs yet. At least in the waking world. As several of the students proceeded to get up and leave the classroom, their jaws and beaks dropped as they placed their hooves and talons over their mouths in shock. Many of them glanced back at Applejack all green-eyed and heavily blushing, and then quickly looking away from her. Applejack’s lips formed in a straight line as she was completely puzzled as to why they were acting like they knew something that she didn’t. So the orange farmpony woman stood up and walked towards the exit of the classroom, and saw leaning against the wall across from her, was a griffon stud unlike anything she had ever seen before. Even in her dreams.

The griffon stud had the feathery head of a snow owl and the furry and predatory body of a snow leopard. He had powerful leopard legs mostly concealed by his pants and a swishing tail, long snow white wings, and big amber eyes and a black beak. He stood several inches taller than her, easily the biggest griffon stud that Applejack had laid eyes on. And in one arm, he held the bridle and reins that were clearly meant for one of the students. And in the other, was a bouquet of roses in order to win favor. Applejack felt her breath hitch in her throat, amazed and also green-eyed with envy at whoever would end up being paired with this big bird-cat hunk.

The snowy griffon man’s eyes landed on her, and he grinned wide through his beak as he stepped towards Applejack. The orange pony woman gasped as she glanced away from the stud and then looked back at him as he gave her the bouquet of roses.

“Surely you didn’t…you’re not…” Applejack’s blush got heavy till her ears were burning with the pleasant delight and mild flustered state of being so vividly seen by a guy. Most stallions back home just assumed she was a built lesbian mare and left it at that. The white and gray griffon smirked and laughed to himself, with his beak still closed, as his vibrating giggles were deep and sonorous in a pleasant melody to her ears. She didn’t think she’d heard anything quite like it before, and Applejack was still in disbelief of the bouquet that she was holding in her arms as he spoke.

“I did bring these roses for you, and I am the man that they’ve sent for you,” the snowy griffon man’s gaze was warm, blinking slowly at Applejack as that subtle body language got her shoulders to relax. Extending his fluffy white talon towards her, the mind-blowing griffon stud waited till she reached and shook his talon to continue. “My name is Gibble, and normally they don’t have the stud bring their paired submissive around the building till they are ready, but I couldn’t resist coming over. You hadn’t expressed interest in the past two days, and I was starting to get worried. If you’d honor me with such a pleasure, I wanted a chance to show you who I am and get to know me better! I like to think that you’ll find me quite charming~”

Applejack’s mouth opened, to challenge him on what were clearly arrogant words, when she found herself unable to. His confidence was so genuine, along with his unabashed enthusiasm, that Applejack had to hear him out. At least entertain the conversation and see where that went. This Gibble wore a brown jacket and lighter brown pants, unlike the many naked students that were being led to the auditorium to suck the dicks of their studs. Applejack blushed as she glanced over there, while feeling Gibble placing the bridle on her and tightening it a little before grabbing the reins. Unlike the rampant horniness Applejack felt from the other griffons walking her around, the orange pony woman felt astonishingly mystified by the feeling of Gibble holding her reins. There was a sense of how much it felt right in her heart, along with the tingling fire in her loins, as she held the bouquet of roses and stared him in the eyes.

“Don’t worry, we’re not going over there,” Gibble waved his free talon as he walked forward, Applejack walking behind him as she admired his snow leopard tail swishing back and forth with each step they made towards the dining hall in the building. Gibble continued talking as he pressed his talon against the door handle. “Principal Osprey was very kind in allowing us the space for the dining hall to ourselves for the next two hours, the students can wait for their gruel.”

Gibble opened the door to the dining hall, and Applejack’s eyes were immediately on the many candles that illuminated the room instead of the lights. While there were no meals on the tables, likely because Applejack still needed to earn her fancier meal from sucking off Gibble first, there was a tall glass vase filled with water. Applejack instinctually walked towards it, while making sure that she was behind Gibble as she did so, and the big snowy griffon glanced at her out of the corner of his eye noting the gesture. Gibble smiled, stopping in front of the vase as he watched Applejack placed the bouquet of roses inside.

“You seem to take implied direction very well,” Gibble quipped. “Now for less implied direction, please sit across from me and hold your own rein till you’re seated. Then I’ll hold onto it again, I trust you won’t bolt off at this point.”

Applejack felt her heart fluttering at the trust Gibble had already placed in her, and the big white and gray griffon handed the orange pony woman the reins in her hand as she walked herself around the long cafeteria table to the other side facing her stud. Or at least, potentially her stud. Sitting down on the wood across from Gibble, Applejack offered the rein for the big griffon stud to take. Gibble took the reins, holding it firmly with his talon as he looked at the bouquet of roses and the candles bringing the light into the room. Applejack took the hint, her ears flickering as she gave her best grin towards him.

“Thank ya for having this set up for us, it’s a pleasant surprise that I didn’t expect,” Applejack said, and Gibble chirped happily. The deep sound was raised an octave higher than normal in enthusiasm, and Applejack was shocked in her mind to find her heart melted a little at the sound. Was Principal Osprey really this accurate on what Applejack needed, or did the pony woman convince herself that the stud she was paired up with would be the one? It was a real griffon-or-the-egg argument, and Applejack was relieved to have Gibble rid of the silence.

“Of course, you seemed nervous and I figured it’d take more to get you comfortable,” Gibble remarked. “Which is more than fine with me, I think for a mare with your backstory, it is more than worth it~”

“Backstory, huh?” Applejack chuckled as she remained red in the face, especially after hearing that fact.

“Yes, I’ve had a few conversations with Principal Osprey and even exchanged a couple of letters with your Princesses Twilight and Luna,” Gibble clarified. “Of course, I wasn’t obligated to share this by no means, but I know you deeply appreciate transparency and the like. They’ve informed me of your life on the farm, of your anger issues that led you here, and of the importance you have in the land of Equestria.”

“Oh, well…” Applejack rubbed her arm as she briefly looked away before looking back at Gibble. “Ya know much about me then, ah’d like to know who ah’m speaking to as well. That would be a mighty help.”

“As you should, you deserve nothing less,” Gibble pressed his fluffy white talon to his grey and black furry chest as he smiled through his beak. “Well, my name is Gibble and I am the son of some of the most prominent families within Griffonstone. Even before the massive changes to the land, we've remained rich and abundant despite all the changes. I was born from two merchant families that were once business rivals before merging into one business. While practically every griffon charges insanely high for their products, we’ve done so with the product to back up the price number. A lot of sellers went out of business during the overhaul of the entire town, but not us. We’re on our way to monopolizing Griffonstone, and I’ve taken after both of my parents in that regard.”

“But?” Applejack said the word before she could stop herself.

“Heh, you’re smart to notice that,” Gibble chuckled. “There is a but, that isn’t your sweet orange one, and that’s all the bits in Griffonstone and everything that can offer it…doesn’t mean much if there’s no wife to share it with. Of course you know by now that griffons love their money, but not as much as having a mate. At least, that’s the case for me.”

Applejack nodded, still feeling warm and excited at Gibble even mentioning her butt, while still making sure she was listening to him. While Applejack was certain the big griffon stud was still a pervert the same as nearly everyone else in the school, she was completely taken aback by how suave and thoughtful he was. She would’ve already been in trouble just from his looks alone, but his personality was a siren’s call that was quickly unraveling any remaining resistance she had to this process. Gibble narrowed his amber eyes at Applejack as he stared at her with a very relaxed and half-lidded gaze. Twirling the rein between his digits like a cat playing with its toy, Gibble gave a deep hum as he tilted his head at Applejack.

“You probably can tell there is no food,” Gibble explained, though that was the last thought on Applejack’s mind as she felt like she was floating in hot air. “Well, I would’ve been happy to treat you to a generous meal regardless of if you were going to relieve me or not. But Principal Osprey has insisted on the same treatment for everyone, it’s how to properly train a submissive after all. And given good behavior warrants rewards, I can see her point pretty well. So, the ball is in your court, Applejack. Would you like to keep talking more to make up your mind, see this out further and help me relax after a long day? Or would you like to return to your room for the day? If you don’t mind, let me clue you in on something…”

Gibble moved his rein back, and Applejack’s head lurched forward from the sudden movement that surprised her without hurting her. Her muzzle was close to Gibble’s beak, and Applejack felt her heart skip a beat at the intensity of his eyes. His gaze remained comfortable, trusting, though she saw something darker in his eyes when she was close. Applejack saw somehow in his big yellow gaze, the complete undoing of her. Her muscles, endless work to her family and farm, and even the close connection with the Elements of Harmony. She saw that she’d be completely transformed and shedding her old life like a cocoon, dropping it like a bad habit. Applejack knew that this was sink or swim, lean into desired change or float away.

She couldn’t keep living a lie anymore.

“I can promise you that it’ll be just as good for you as for me,” Gibble reassured her, and Applejack was nodding before he had finished his sentence. Gibble snickered. “That’s sweet but I do need you to speak up, please.”

“Please, I need it,” Applejack’s eyes widened as she heard her voice come out several octaves higher than normal, the pleading rushing into her lungs instinctually. In case she was vague, Applejack took a deep breath and spoke before Gibble could. “Please allow me to suck your cock and give you much needed relief, please cum down my throat and on my tongue. So that I can have a taste, sir.”

“You’ve no idea how excited I am to hear that,” Gibble got out of his seat while still holding Applejack’s rein, standing up on the long bench as he looked down at her. “Ever since I heard about you, I’ve been deeply invested in your future. I’d only be so honored to be a part of it. Your next step is to remove my pants, and my underwear. Approach my length with curiosity, and don’t feel pressured to rush. You’ll naturally get faster at this in the heat of the moment, trust me.”

Applejack stood on the table on her knees, watching as Gibble moved the nearest candles farther away. The orange pony woman was immensely grateful to have tablecloth underneath her knees to prevent any discomfort, and her big green eyes looked up at the stern and dominant gaze of Gibble. It was almost as if the more she leaned into the dominance of a griffon stud, the more comfortable Gibble was with showing this side of him. The one that was a predatory bird-cat willing to prey upon the pastel pony. Applejack shuddered and bit her lip at the thought, bringing her hands to his pants. With two fingers on the button on his pants and another two on the zipper, Applejack paused, waiting to see if Gibble would tell her to use her mouth. Or some other dominant order. Gibble waited patiently, even extending his wing to gently move his feathers down her back while quietly cooing. She could’ve sworn that she heard “good girl’ at somepoint, and those deliciously cathartic words encouraged her to take action.

Unbuttoning his pants and pulling the zipper down as far as possible, Applejack pulled down his pants part of the way, letting go and watching them drop. She got to admire his muscular and big pale gray furry legs with black leopard spots before looking at the black boxers in front of her. Even with the darker color, Applejack was impressed to see a defining print and a darker spot of pre in the middle. Then, like her depraved dream two nights ago, Applejack felt the musk of the griffon stud hit her nostrils like a gong. Her pupils shrunk, she felt her body become lighter than air, and fire exploded in her loins. How aroused and wet she felt, superseded her times in class all day. It was almost like a “safe” arousal that Applejack had given into without losing control. This was different, it was forbidden playing with fire, the kind of sex that would ruin her from who she was before. Applejack brought her hands to Gibble’s boxers, steam clouding her vision as she braced herself and lowered the remaining article of clothing on his loins.

Applejack closed her eyes barely in time for the warm goliath to whack her muzzle before bobbing left and right till it stopped. Applejack huffed the musky aroma that had a hint of fish smell that was surprisingly pleasant, she opened her eyes and gasped upon looking at her paired stud’s length for the first time.

“If you’re wondering…” Gibble chirped, his wing moving down till it was tickling Applejack’s cutie mark. “The fish taste from my diet is a lot more flattering because of the ample amounts of pineapple I eat, that makes my taste way more enjoyable.”

“Huuhhmph, y-yeah,” Applejack moaned as she opened her mouth, feeling saliva escaping and landing on the tablecloth below. She was trying to restrain her eyes from rolling all the way to the back of her head, if only to make sure she did more with Gibble’s cock then just drool and huff his cock musk. His dark gray length, while not as thick as a pony, certainly came close and was easily longer than the length of a pony stallion. Overall, it was significantly better than pony cock in many ways. Gibble’s length was nearly as thick as a soda can, and ten inches long, while he had balls as big as oranges.

Applejack was amazed, both desiring sucking his cock and wanting a good meal that wasn’t gruel. It was a win-win situation with just giving into what she wanted this whole time, and Applejack didn’t know why she felt so resistant to it. In that moment, Applejack’s purpose was griffons in every sense of the word. She saw that his length from the attention it was getting was starting to get fully erect, and Applejack was in disbelief that his cock had slapped her muzzle when it was only semi-hard. She didn’t, couldn’t, wait till it got fully hard till she grabbed it with one hand and had it pointed towards her. The blunt fat tip of Gibble’s cock was her savior in that moment, and Applejack took one more deep inhale of his musk before lowering her muzzle to kiss and suck on his balls. While she wanted to immediately rush to deepthroating him and testing her gag reflex as Professor Dove said, Applejack knew better than to rush it when Gibble wanted to make the intimacy last. At least, while they still had about an hour and a half of their time left.

The balls were fleshy and wonderful, something Applejack kept her teeth from so that Gibble could enjoy the treatment she was giving to him. Gibble’s wing never stopped petting her back and ass cheeks, the snowy owl griffon occasionally giving Applejack’s ass cheeks a light smack as she held his cock up to keep it from weighing her head down. That was how heavy it was, and Applejack was nearly driven to madness from not sucking on it right away. Applejack was practically slobbering on his balls by the time that she finally felt that it was the “right” moment to start sucking on that beautiful dick. With that sonorous and honeyed voice that rumbled her heart just as much as her pussy, his wonderfully astounding personality, and the generously sized dick to his strong griffon body, Applejack was completely sold in that moment. She wasn’t sure if it was the Principal, Princesses, or some higher power that had set him up with her, but Applejack was ready to have a taste and didn’t know if she’d stop. Or if it would become a carnal addiction that she’d never quit, like an alcoholic with a bottle. Applejack knew that once she took the first taste, it was done, and she’d never look back.

Applejack had both hands on the base of Gibble’s cock as she pointed it towards her open muzzle, hunger from her lust overpowering her regular hunger, she needed this fat beautiful griffon dick all ten inches in her mouth. She moved her open muzzle forward, engulfing the tip and the first few inches inside her muzzle. Applejack kept her teeth pulled back, her tongue holding up Gibble’s dick and turning around it again and again. Gibble sighed happily as Applejack took to the start of the blowjob like a fish to water.

With both relief and excitement playing in tandem with each other in Applejack’s body, mind, and spirit, the orange pony woman felt elevated on another level over the fact that it was just as good in her reality as it was in her dreams. Applejack no longer felt as if she was wanting something unattainable, but that she could reach the peak of pleasure every day like it was Groundhog’s day. That she’d never get bored, and she could live a life that was long overdue. She pushed onward, past the halfway mark as she fully intended to hilt the dick even for a second. Applejack wanted to ensure that she could do it. And within several pressure-filled seconds, Applejack shuddered and moaned deeply as her mouth was pressed against his balls. Applejack moaned much louder at her success, and started to slowly but surely suck him off as she bobbed her head up and down on his dick. The slow and gentle movements full of precision were starting to devolve as she became drunk from the taste of his salty musk, the pre going down her throat. Somehow it was better than any victory saving Equestria from falling into harm, and Applejack was surprised that more mares didn’t brag about her newest discovery. Perhaps they just hadn’t seen the light, or found themselves pursuing other ways to be happy in vain.

Applejack started facefucking herself on Gibble’s glorious dick, not gently leaning into the process anymore, but falling down a metaphorical hill tumbling into that sea of lust. That addiction that toyed with her for too long, it was too good and leagues better than any work she did for her family or her friends. Perhaps that was an awful thought towards who she was this whole time, but Applejack needed to surrender that life and give herself to Gibble. He was her higher being of power, and Applejack’s eyes watered with the gag reflex being hit again and again. It started off as uncomfortable at first, and Applejack knew her throat would be paying for it in the morning, but passion and pain tasted the same to her at that moment. Gibble growled and squawked in pleasure at points, not nearly as loud as Applejack practically getting off to giving him a blowjob, but before he knew it he was at the cusp of pleasure. Gibble had no idea a mare so inexperienced at blowjobs could get him to the peak of pleasure so fast.’

“Yes, fuck, Applejack…I’m going to cum!” Gibble moaned loudly, his eyes briefly rolling to the back of his head as his legs trembled just the slightest bit, Applejack placed her hands on the griffon stud’s furry snow leopard cheeks as she held his dick in place. Feeling ropes of his seed rush down her throat, Applejack felt the warmth hit her stomach as she felt orgasmic pleasure hit her pussy like a gong. For Tartarus’ sake, the seed felt better in her stomach than apples, shattering fully her sense of identity before. Was she still an apple pony at this point, besides the decorations on her ass? Was her purpose designated to become a griffon’s pet? Would fucking more griffons that Gibble help her confirm this? Applejack felt like answering these questions the next morning, choosing to pull back so that the tip of Gibble’s dick was on her tongue. The orange pony woman needed to taste how good this griffon dick was, to give a final assessment of course. The fiery taste of fish with pineapple exploded in her mouth, a perfect blend of everything with that delightful sticky texture of cum resting on her tongue…

Even with the delicious hayburger topped with tomatoes, onions, and other vegetables and condiments…Applejack felt herself longing for the taste of Gibble’s cum again. She chewed at the sweet potato fries, watching as more of the sexless students flooded in to get their bowls of gruel with a sense of pity. Not for eating gruel, for they were relatively fine with that, but for not tasting the phenomenal taste of cum that could change their worlds. Applejack was more focused on getting to experience such mind-blowing pleasure for herself, but maybe she could nudge others in the same path on the way to her own happiness…