Unfinished Business

Applejack was the first to recover, getting to her hooves to help Big Mac wake and stand up.

"What happened?" he asked.

"I think Sugar Belle went a little overboard with her light show," she said, helping the unicorn up.

"Ugh... headache..." Sugar Belle groaned. She shuffled her way over to the living room couch and flopped onto it. "Just... five more minutes," she mumbled, before promptly snoring.

"I guess she'll be fine here for the night," Applejack said before returning to the kitchen to put the board away. "That's enough fun for one night, anyway. About time you and I call it, too."

"Eeyup," Mac agreed, walking carefully up the stairs.

"There you go," Applejack said, heaving him onto his bed. "I'll check on Sugar later. Just get some rest."

"You too," he said, laying back in his pillow to close his eyes.

Applejack walked back out into the dark hallway. The last one awake, she felt oddly alone.

...and also, oddly not alone.

She stepped into the bathroom to splash some water on her face. From the corner of her eye she could swear she saw movement in the mirror.

She spun on her hoof to see who it was. "Sugar!?" she said into the darkness. "Mac?" No reply came. She looked over the hallway railing to see Sugar Belle was still laying on the couch. "Dashie!? If this is one of your jump-scare pranks, I am not in the mood for your crap tonight!" She could hear groaning. She walked back down the hallway toward Big Mac's room.

He was writhing in his bed, and she could see the shape of another pony under the sheets. "What in tarnation!? Dash, I swear-"

Applejack pulled off the sheets, but there was nopony under them except Big Mac, asleep with his very hard dick pointing straight up. In his dresser mirror she could see through another pony's reflection.

Applejack's scream hitched in her throat and she tripped over her own hooves stumbling backwards to run away. In the mirror, she could see the other pony's reflection pounce upon her. She felt a cold sensation entering her, like she had just sat on a dildo made of ice, and it spread through her whole body like she had just chugged a barrel of ice slushy.

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She gasped, and took a deep breath, as though she had been holding her breath for years. She looked down at her hooves and touched herself, feeling the heartbeat in her chest.

"So warm..." she whispered. She stood back up and looked at herself in the dresser mirror. She touched her face and smiled. She picked up the hoof mirror and turned around, flagging her tail to look at her backside in the mirror. She purred and set the hoof mirror back down on the dresser. She climbed into the bed and straddled Big Mac, feeling his erection pinned between their bodies.

She reached down between them with her hoof and moved his dick back between her legs, letting it poke up behind her, rubbing the side of his shaft against her marehood.

"Shh...Sugar?" Big Mac grumbled, still half-asleep. He looked up at Applejack's bright eyes looking back down at him with an almost predatory grin. He tried to sit up but she pinned him down with her hooves, and a strength beyond her mere leverage.

"Oh sweet child. Let's fill up the farm with new foals."

"A-Applejack?"

"Call me Mom instead."

"?!!!"

"You said you wanted me back. Well, here I am."

"AJ, what are you- This isn't... we can't-"

She put her hoof to his lips. "Shhh, hush now sweetie. This is all new to me too." She stood up and let his shaft slap against his belly before she sat back down in his lap. She held his erection in her hooves, holding it upright against her belly, and just admired it. "New, and yet... familiar."

"Wha- what!?"

She touched his cheek with her hoof and gave him a patronizing smile. "Oh, sweetie... It's a good thing you're cute." She went back to admiring his dick. "Among other things. I almost can't believe how well-hung you are now. You really have grown up since that first time I felt this in the hay loft." His eyes went even wider as the realization washed over him like a bucket of ice water. She smiled wider. "Yes. That's it. Look past these dull eyes of flesh and see me."

In the school of invocation magic, words are given magical power by the intent of the wielder. But some words have innate magical power. It's the way that someone recognizes their name called out among the din of a noisy crowd. And Big Macintosh uttered the name for god on the lips and hearts of all foals.

"Mom!?"

Pear Butter's ghost shivered within Applejack's body, making her every hair stand up for a moment. "Son! I've missed you!" She pressed her lips against Big Mac's and kissed him aggressively. He was still frozen in fear and surprise. But her coaxing got him to kiss her back. Nervously at first. At her first opportunity she started using her tongue. Despite how warm Applejack's body felt on top of him, he could still see the fog of his breath in the room around them.

"Wha- how?" he asked the question that was loudest in his mind.

She just gave him that warm, motherly smile he always saw her wear in his memories. "Oh, you tried so hard for years. And top marks for effort. But you needed a unicorn for actual magic." She shifted forward and rubbed her marehood along his shaft. "You really should thank Sugar for this, tomorrow. It wouldn't have been possible without her."

"Sugar!" He tried to get up again but she kept him pinned down.

"Sound asleep," she assured him.

"Why not her?" he asked.

She rolled her eyes. "What next? Are you going to ask me to possess the dog? It had to be an earth pony."

"But AJ-"

"Is technically sleepwalking," she said, looking at Applejack's reflection the mirror. "She's just riding along, having a very pleasant dream right now." She arched her back and stretched out her hooves as though she was wearing Applejack's body a like new dress. "And such a good fit!" Her grin returned as her hoof played with her pussy against his dick. "Besides, this should be familiar to you." His face turned a deeper shade of red and he looked away. "Oh, please. You think I haven't been watching over you two?" she said. "Especially when..." she trailed off and rubbed her pussy harder.

"It was... we don't..." he tried to defend. "That was a long time ago!"

"Kettle, meet pot..." her spirit teased, straddling her son.

"Mom..."

"And you really don't feel that way about her anymore?" she asked. "You don't miss..." she ran her hooves over Applejack's body, "... all this?" His dick throbbed harder against her marehood. She smiled. "I thought so."

"But she-"

"She wants you just as badly," she said, feeling how wet Applejack's pussy was. "Believe me, I know. But then you went and got married. So I can see why she feels jealous."

"I'm sorry!"

"Oh, sweetie, I'm not mad about that. You were just trying to be a good gentlecolt."

"Oh... okay..."

"But I am mad about you breaking your promise..." she said, standing up over his erection, "to fill the farm up with new foals. Which means you and I have unfinished business!" Her hoof helped to aim it as she lowered herself, pressing her marehood against the tip. She hummed her purr as she felt the mortal delight of corporeal discomfort from the stretch of Applejack's pussy. "Poor girl. It really has been a while." She pressed down a bit more firmly until her vulva stretch enough to let his tip pop inside. She gasped at the sensation. "Ahhh... yes. Paradise beyond hath no pleasure as great as this carnal delight!"

Her smile only grew wider as she lowered herself further, reveling in his medial ring pushing inside her body until her hips met his. She sat there feeling his broad tip pressing lightly up against her cervix. His length and girth filling her completely, perfectly. "Like lock and key," she mused, running her hoof over the bulge he was making in her abdomen. "You two really are a perfect fit for each other." She started moving her hips up and down on his shaft, feeling the veiny texture of his dick against her sensitive lining. Just to feel again at all...

The room was filled with the wet sounds of sex, and the smell of a mare in heat, even though it was nowhere near estrus season. She could see his nostril flaring and she smirked. "I like to bring a little magical spice of my own to the party." She reached back with her hoof to gently cup his balls. He felt a tingling pin-and-needles sensation, like his leg fell asleep. Except it was his fifth leg and it's two neighbors. It passed as quickly as it came on, leaving him instead with an over-bearing ache.

"Ooh, that virility magic must have made your balls so full," she teased. She ran her hooves over her belly. "Don't worry. You've got a nice fertile mare right here to empty them into. I've got her ovulating so hard right now! "

"W-wait! I-"

"Yes, you'll probably need to have a talk with your daughter once she wakes up."

"Apple Bloom!?"

She smiled wider. "I mean the other one you're inside of right now." As if his eyes couldn't get any bigger. "Oh, sweetie, what's wrong? Still using all the muscles except the one that matters?" she asked, tapping his forehead. "You came inside Mommy so so many times! And then she had a foal. Is it really that big of a leap?"

"But if AJ is my... then Apple Bloom is-"

"Your granddaughter?" she smirked. "Kind of. And if don't think she wants your dick just as bad, I have a bridge in Manehattan to sell you. Maybe I'll go for a ride in her next year." She mused. "Maybe we both will." She didn't give his mind time to reel from the revelation. "But now it's time for more! More! Let's fill the farm up with new foals! With Sugar Belle, Apple Bloom, and Applejack! Foals everywhere!" Big Mac grunted and gripped the sheets as she rode his dick. She could feel his dick flaring inside her. "Yes. Yes! Cum for Mommy!" she demanded.

His muscles strained but he couldn't stop himself even if he wanted to. He could feel his heavy balls flex and tighten, begging to be emptied. She could feel his shaft swell and he started to twitch and pulse. She pushed herself down firmly against his hips with her whole body weight, keeping the tip of his dick pressed squarely against her cervix, lined up perfectly with her opening. She howled out in her own climax as her pussy spasmed and milked his dick in time with his throbbing. She could feel his thick ropes of virile semen shot straight up into her daughter's fertile womb, flooding her uterus to the brim with his seed. "Yes. Yes! YES!" She put her hooves over the growing bulge he was making in her abdomen.

She leaned forward and kissed him aggressively as he kept cumming inside her, wrapping her hooves around him. As his orgasm started to wane, somehow, he could sense her presence starting to fade. He wrapped his hooves around her and hugged her tightly, refusing to let go this time.

"Mom!" he cried. "Mom don't go! I love you!"

"I love you too, sweetie," she said. "You'll be seeing me again soon."

Applejack's eyes flittered closed and the mare fell asleep on top of him.

"..."

"Mom?"

Applejack blinked awake and looked at Mac underneath her.

"Land's sake... I just had a mite bumper of a wild dream-" She tried to move but could feel Mac's turgid erection still firmly lodged inside her. She looked at her swollen belly. "Maybe I'm still dreaming?"

"Eenope."

She tried climbing off again. "How are you still this hard?"

Mac shrugged. "Magic?"

Applejack panicked. "Sugar!"

"Still sleeping downstairs," he assured her.

Applejack relaxed slightly and looked at herself in the mirror. "So you and Ma, huh?" Big Mac blushed. "I suppose I ain't one to talk, what with our history. I just never knew you were..."

Big Mac held her hoof. "Well, you said you wanted to talk to your Pa, so..." She pursed her lip. "I hope it's okay."

"I 'spose it's gonna have to be... Daddy," she said, laying down to hug him and absorb the information. She chuckled.

"What?"

"It's just funny," she said. "All these years pretending that Apple Bloom is my sister, and now... she kinda is!"