Beyond The Goddess Within

Applebloom had always been a hard sleeper, and although her bedroom window faced the general direction of Twilight’s library, the night before was no exception.  Instead, she slept through the whole ordeal and found herself in the midst of the most vivid dream she had ever experienced.

In the dream, she was inside a giant mouth, lying on her back upon a massive, slippery tongue.  She could feel the tongue cradle around her tiny body, sliding up her backside and tossing her onto a flat bed of hard, white teeth.  She could feel herself being squeezed between the tremendous jaws, her body crushing under the tremendous pressure of titanic molars.  More than anything, she could feel how soaked she was, completely coated in sticky, foul-tasting liquid, the tongue lapping up against her side.  It was the most horrible image her subconscious had ever summoned, but the more the tongue licked her yellow fur, the more some part of her wanted it to keep going and let it get even more strange.  It was then that the jaws bit down harder, and her whole body tingled in a euphoric high as she was crushed into oblivion, her entire insides liquefying, then gushing out of every orifice.

And that was when she woke up.

As her eyes opened, Applebloom was back in her four-poster bed at Sweet Apple Acres, snuggled on her back under three layers of blankets topped by a cream-colored homemade quilt.  She felt relief, but at the same time a hint of disappointment.  At least it was a nice day outside.  As her heartbeat began to slow, she could see from the amount of sunlight coming through her window that it was the middle of the morning.  But she knew there was no rush to get out of bed this morning.  After all, it was a Sunday and her brother and sister had finished their apple harvest the night before.

But as Applebloom shuffled her tiny body back between the sheets, she felt a peculiar wetness beneath her hind legs.  Her face flushed red.

“Oh no,” she whispered to herself, “I done gone ‘n wet the bed again.  How in tarnation did that happen?”

She looked around her small room, then gingerly peeked her head beneath the sheets, letting the blankets fold the bow in her mane back against her head.  She could feel the wetness against her loins and over the base of her fluffy red tail, but she hadn’t anticipated the smell.  It didn’t smell like her wee, but instead something much stronger.  Something musky, but at the same time a little like apples.

Intrigued, Applebloom brought small her right hoof down to her marehood.  She shuddered when she felt how wet it was, and a little more dribbled out onto her hoof.  It felt good to touch herself there, buy why?  She never felt this way when she went to the bathroom.  She brought up her hoof and saw it was glazed with a thick translucent goo that was almost like spit, but much slicker.  As a drip of it fell onto her yellow chest, she brought the hoof to her nose and gave it a sniff.

She was about to stick out her scant pink tongue when Applejack walked casually through the open door that separated their rooms.  In a start, Applebloom thrust her hooves back under the covers and closed her eyes, trying to pretend she was asleep.  But there was no fooling her big sister.

“You okay there, Sugarcube?” said Applejack.

“Y-yeah.” said Applebloom. “Yeah, I’m fine, Applejack.  You don’t need to worry about me.”

But Applejack didn’t leave.  Instead, she raised her head and sniffed the air.  She noticed something that made a smile creep across her freckled orange face.  Without a word, she turned and nudged the door shut behind her, then trotted around the foot of her little sister’s bed.  Applebloom rolled over and watched her sister bite down on the edge of the covers, tugging them gently.

“Okay, okay,” said Applebloom, “I-I’ll get up, just give me a—”

But Applebloom was surprised when her sister’s head disappeared beneath the covers, knocking off her hat, followed by the sensation of her weight pressing down on the edge of the mattress.  Applebloom fumbled to grip onto the top of her covers, but they were ripped from her grasp when her sister lifted her head, bucking open the bed and leaving her small body exposed, her legs pressed against her body.  But she still felt warm, her whole body now blushing as Applejack looked down and discovered her secret shame.  The dark stain on the bottom sheet was clearly visible.

“Well, I’ll be,” said Applejack.  Applebloom was distraught.

“I’m sorry, Applejack,” cried Applebloom, trying to reach for covers that were now far from her grasp. “Don’t be mad.  I-I’ll clean it up this time, I promise, just please don’t tell anypony.”

Applejack simply climbed the rest of her body up on her sister’s bed, pulling herself up with her front hooves until her strong orange body came into view.  Squatting down on all fours, her tail twisting behind her, she scooted her way over to her little sister and kissed her softly on the forehead.

“Here,” said Applejack before she kissed her sister on the nose, “let me take care of that fer ya.”  Applebloom blushed as her sister kissed her on the chest, then the stomach.  A heavy sensation stirred within Applebloom’s tiny loins, and the further down her sister kissed, the more she could feel her legs instinctively spread apart.  Something was about to happen, she thought, but what?

Before Applebloom knew it, her sister’s tongue was slipping over her marehood in one long lick, tracing from the bottom all the way to her pulsating clit.  As it slid, a strange pleasure suddenly soothed her, then intensified rapidly into an all-consuming clamor.  By the time her sister’s tongue reached the top, her marehood tingled as even more juice oozed out of her and onto the damp spot on her sheet.  She moaned, awaiting the next lick, but instead her sister lifted herself up and pressed her lips into hers in an unexpected kiss.  Applebloom tasted herself on her sister’s breath and her tongue slipped into her big sister’s mouth, where it slid against hers.  Applejack the raised her head once more, grazing her lips with her hoof.  Applebloom was breathing deeply, her body feeling alert, activated, ready for anything.

“That stuff you’re makin’ is mighty tasty,” said Applejack as she eased her right hoof down her sister’s body.  “How ‘bout you make more of it for your sister Applejack?”

“Wh-what’s happening to me, Applejack?” asked Applebloom, her face glowing as she blushed brightly. “What’re you–oooohh—”

At that moment, Applejack’s hoof nudged against Applebloom’s marehood.  She did so gently, like she had so many times before to other mares, but never her sister.  Applebloom moaned louder as she felt more juice squeeze out from between her swollen lips, and as her sister started to rub tiny circles around her throbbing nub, she felt sweat leaking from every pore on her furry body.  As the warmth filled her, Applebloom could also feel her body begin to stretch to her sister’s touch, her form straining in much the same way it did in her dream.  Her torso stretched upward, causing the top of her head to tap the wooden headboard, crushing the giant red ribbon in her mane.  Her legs grew longer and slimmer, her hooves pushing the discarded covers off the edge of the bed to reveal a long, lean body.  All the while, two spots on her chest tingled fiercely as two small breasts eased into view beneath tiny hardened nipples.

Applebloom’s forelegs stretched as well, and she felt her left one reach over to glide over her sister’s hips, her hooves reshaped into hands, her fingers feeling as soft as her sister’s fur that ran between each digit.  At last, her new yellow fingertips stopped when they felt something wet between Applejack’s legs.  Her unpracticed touch slipped down the puffy slit too quickly, and her sister hissed loudly, bumping the back of her hand with one of her hooves to slow its pace.  Applejack then pressed down, squeezing two fingers inside her wanting pussy.  Applejack moaned into her sister’s face, then rolled on her back and pressed her muscular flank against Applebloom’s.

“Now—” said Applebloom, sitting up, “it’s my turn!”

Following her sister’s lead, Applebloom climbed over the top of her sister and kissed her on the mouth, her hungry tongue sliding over every curve inside.  Very quickly, Applejack’s body changed beneath Applebloom’s small but eager hands, revealing her sensual curves to her little sister for the first time.  Her breasts swelled much larger than Applebloom’s, swaying up and down to the delicate touch of the fingers inside her, and her buttocks flexed on swelling hips, the muscles in her flank stretching the three apples in her cutie mark further apart.  At the same time, Applebloom could now feel long, slender fingers sliding inside her own gooey marehood, her sister now making use of her own orange hands.

As the sisters rubbed each other’s marehoods, Applejack turned back toward her sister, and the two now faced each other on their sides.  Quickly, they each wrapped their free arms behind the other, pulling each other close enough that their breasts mashed together.  They kissed once more, and Applebloom let her leg slide over the top of Applejack’s before her sister reciprocated, letting their lubricated inner thighs rub back and forth.  Applejack’s smooth orange fingers traced down her sister’s jaw line, and Applebloom’s ears began to twitch.  Between the tight confines of their moistened hips, the two began to rub each other harder and faster, Applejack encouraging her sister on with mumbled words she spat into her ear as their faces slid past each other, allowing Applebloom to kiss the side of her neck.  In the growing warmth of their proximity, the two panted across each other’s faces and were about to kiss once more when they both came simultaneously, their bodies shuddering violently as they splattered apple-scented cum all over the ruffled sheets of Applebloom’s bed.  The two moaned loudly, Applejack more so as she pulled her sister close.

The two kissed again, their fingers still inside each other’s slits, but when Applejack felt Applebloom’s body begin to revert, she thrust her fingers even deeper inside her.  The reversion stopped, and she gained the lost inches almost immediately.

“Keep going,” said Applejack, lifting both of them up onto their changed knees, “I want to show you something.”

Carefully, the two sisters climbed off the bed and got to their feet, one of their hands still in each other’s soaking snatches.  Applebloom marveled her two-legged form for the first time as the two stood side by side in this position, then started to walk out of the room.  The younger sister’s face was level with Applejack’s breasts, so she reached around her sister’s back while Applejack’s other arm lay down over her shoulders.  Their hooved feet clopped a few steps down the hallway before Applejack let go of her sister’s shoulder and pushed open the door to Big Macintosh’s room.  The two walked in and Applejack slammed the door shut with one sharp kick of her right leg.  There, their brother stood dumbfounded, the tattered Smarty Pants doll falling from his blushing face.

“Applebloom’s ready for you to buck her,” said Applejack, squeezing her face between her breasts and kissing the top of her head.  “And I’m gonna sit right here and watch.”

Applejack let go of her and pointed at the bed, but Applebloom already knew what to do.  Without a second thought, Applebloom walked up to her four-legged brother and pulled his face close, kissing him just a hard as her sister did earlier.  Keeping his head in her hands, she turned and sat down on the edge of Big Macintosh’s large wooden bed, letting her legs swing apart, her hands running up and down her thighs as her thick juice dribbled over his blankets.  Big Macintosh turned for a moment, seeing Applejack assume a similar position on a chair across the room, her fingers already deep inside her soaking pussy.  He saw Applejack nod at him, but only for a moment before Applebloom grabbed his cheeks and shoved his snout into her pussy.

Applebloom moaned as his thick tongue jammed inside her, her right hand clinching onto a tall bedpost for support as she whimpered, letting her left hand slide down past her small right breast and into her brother’s mane. As she grabbed a fistful of his short orange hair, her brother licked her even harder, gobbling up as many morsels of her forbidden nectar as possible.  Eventually, the sensations became too much, and she lost her grip on the bedpost and fell on her back, leaving her completely defenseless to her brother’s will.

As Applebloom looked up over the small breasts of her wiry body, her brother was kissing her inner thigh and standing up on his hind legs.  She could see he had already changed as well, his massive red hands grabbing fistfuls of blankets as he hoisted his massive toned chest into her view.  She could smell the excitement his body exuded, the familiar scent of his sweat becoming an intoxicating musk.  She’d never seen him without his horse collar on, much less like this, and her eyes traced the lines of every muscle and vein as he began to climb on top of her.  But then came the most amazing sight of all: his thick, fully-erect black cock, its slippery ribbed length half-illuminated by the invading sunlight as it sprung into view.  Her mouth watered.

Applebloom sat up and reached her yellow hands out to the tip, which was much larger than her grip.  It throbbed just the same, slipping from her fingertips as it did, and she got a strange enjoyment out of watching her brother’s face squirm.  Slowly, Big Macintosh stepped his left knee onto his mattress, bringing more of his cock into his little sister’s reach.  As the other knee appeared, compressing the mattress beneath them, Applebloom grabbed onto the cock with both hands, then gently tugged it toward her face.  She slipped out her tiny pink tongue and let it slip inside the hole on the tip, her glazed eyes staring up at the ceiling of red muscle that hovered over her.

Big Macintosh groaned loudly as he felt his sister begin to swipe her little fingertips up and down his mighty shaft as if playing a harp.  He found himself placing a red hand on the back of her head, pushing her face closer to the tip in hopes she would let it inside.  As he did, Applebloom opened her mouth as wide as she could, letting her tongue slip another inch down the bottom of his flared tip.  There was no way she could get her mouth around it, but Applebloom was resourceful with her tongue, letting it wag back and forth, tilting her head this way and that to allow it to trace around most of its circumference.  The swirling sensation put Big Macintosh in a heavy daze, and he glanced back at Applejack.  She looked back at him as she finished a long lick along the curve of her right breast, which she’d squished up to the front of her blushing freckled face.  The fingers of her right hand had all but disappeared inside her gaping pussy.

It was then that Big Macintosh lost his balance and rolled to the right, causing his cock to slip out of Applebloom’s grip once again.  As he lay on his back, Applebloom rolled to her side and got down on all fours, again following the lead of another.  She licked her lips and pressed her face into the hard muscle of her brother’s chest, letting her tongue slip through every ridge and crevice, then kissed his right nipple and bit it gently with her teeth.  She then lifted herself up and untied the bow in her mane, letting her red hair flow freely behind her before she dove down and kissed her brother on the lips.

Big Macintosh tried to grab her head once more, but Applebloom sat up on her knees, then got to her feet.  Her brother started to get up when Applebloom smirked, stepping her right hoof against his bulky chest to bump him back down onto his back.  She then stepped that hoof to the side so that she was straddling his hips.  Applebloom looked behind her, admiring her brother’s cock as it stood proudly behind her, hooking toward her ass as if looking for a way inside.  She then met eyes with him once more as she whipped her tail against the shaft.  He winced again and bit his lip, so she teased him again with it, only this time much slower, rubbing it up from the bottom to the top edge of the shaft so that a drip of cum dribbled out and landed in her tail.

Finally, she stepped back and reached her hands behind her as if hiding a present.  She took the tip of her brother’s cock in both hands, then pulled it between her legs.  As she moved, her buttocks pulled apart and a thick drip of juice fell out of her, landing on the tangle of red fur at the base of her brother’s shaft.  Applebloom then stepped her legs out further, moving them apart as far as she could, and began to guide his member between her golden pussy lips.  A gasp, then a long moan squeezed out of her lungs and into the air, the flared tip pushing up from her brother’s thrusting hips, pulling apart her marehood until it was more than four times its original size.  Big Macintosh grabbed his sister’s flank and pulled her down, her body struggling to be violated before, with a pop, the tip thumped inside, and she eased down on top of the shaft, letting it stuff her completely.  Lower and lower she moved, her knees trembling and buckling into a crouch until the tip squeezed against the top of her womb.  Trembling in this position, her juice poured out of her marehood, trickling down the remaining six inches of him that just wouldn’t fit inside.

Unable to reach down to her brother’s body, Applebloom raised herself back up with her shaky thighs, sliding four inches out of her before gulping them back down again, her body reluctantly adjusting to the new intrusion, granting her pleasure in exchange.  As Applebloom’s tight insides began to fuck her brother’s throbbing rod, grabbing it with every stroke, neither he nor she noticed a heavy-breathing Applejack join them on the bed until she was face-to-face with Applebloom, her mane also unbound and swaying behind her sweating head.  Without looking, Applejack lifted her left knee to the other side of Big Macintosh’s face and squatted down, jamming her cunt over Big Macintosh’s waiting tongue.

Big Macintosh released Applebloom’s flank and grabbed on to Applejack’s, kneading her buttocks together over his snout as she ground her hips across his face.  Applejack then reached her arms around Applebloom, who was on the downward part of her stroke, and the two kissed deeply, their arms wrapped around each other and tugging at the back of each other’s manes.  Applebloom then slid back up and Applejack broke apart their kiss, squeezing her sister’s breasts and kissing the space between as it lifted into view.  All the while, Big Macintosh could feel Applebloom’s juices begin to pool over his loins, coating his sweating balls and frosting them with her apple-scented cream.

Applebloom then became more aggressive, lifting and lowering herself a little faster than before, not letting her pussy release the amazing cock inside of her.  As she accelerated, Applejack’s hands ran up and down Applebloom’s sides, one hand squeezing her right breast before Applejack slapped her left hand back against her clit to stir it vigorously.  As Applejack’s thrusting became more labored and halting, Applebloom looked primed to launch off her brother’s loins, feeling her body coaxing energy out of his cock.  She wanted to be filled before she even knew such a thing could happen, her body aching for something to pump her full.

All at once, the throb of an orgasm wriggled through Applejack’s body and she leaned back, letting her breasts shake in the air as she came down Big Macintosh’s throat.  As her brother gulped down the first burst of juice, his tingling balls swelled and his asshole puckered, signaling the realization that he was about to release into his little sister.  But it was too late to stop now.  Applebloom was sliding back down when his cock bucked hard inside her, feeling as though it was going to rip out of her stomach.  Her body tightened and locked into place as cum splashed deep inside her, then immediately squirted down the length of his cock and back out, coating his already-saturated balls.  Applebloom shivered uncontrollably, as if trying to wrench her brother’s cock free of his body.  The second burst of Big Macintosh cum triggered Applebloom’s orgasm at the exact same moment, and a larger torrent of secretions blasted back out of her, flaring the edges of her pussy apart before the inner lips clapped back against her brother’s pounding rod.  The third burst was just as large, the descending amount of Big Macintosh’s cum compensated with interest by Applebloom’s squirting cunt.

As Applejack fell backwards and off of her brother’s face, her body easing itself back into its four-legged form, Big Macintosh sat up and grabbed his powerful arms around Applebloom’s waist, kissing her belly button as he did, letting his fat tongue wedge itself inside the little pucker.  Applebloom came again and grabbed fistfuls of her brother’s mane, her whole body shivering as an unspeakable rain of sex cascaded down from her loins and onto the bed.  They remained in this position until Applebloom’s body shrank back down, sucking off the tip of Big Macintosh’s shrinking cock as they returned to normal.  Gasping for air, the three lovers tumbled to their sides, filling the entire surface area of Big Macintosh’s messy bed.

It was then that Applejack noticed something.

“Hey, Applebloom,” said Applejack, “what’s that on yer flank?”

Applebloom slumped to her right, then lifted her heavy head so she could look at her flank.  There, where from birth there had been nothing, was her cutie mark - a long pink tongue with a large blue drip coming off the tip.  Applebloom blinked her eyes and gasped, her mouth widening into a delirious grin.

“I got mah cutie mark!” Applebloom cheered, snapping up to all fours, but still trying to keep her balance.

“Really?  Lemme see whatcha got there,” said Applejack, poking her flank with a hoof. “It’s–it’s a tongue.”  Applejack and Big Macintosh met eyes, still unable to completely make sense of the mark.  But Applebloom figured it out first.

“Lickin’!”  she squeaked, jumping to the floor.  “Lickin’ is mah special talent!  Why didn’t ah think of it before?  I’ve gotta go show the girls!”

Before her siblings could say another word, Applebloom was already out the door and galloping down the hallway.  Applejack smiled and gave her brother a peck on the cheek.

“Ready for another go-round, Big Brother?” asked Applejack, nudging her hoof against her brother’s sheath.  Big Macintosh looked down and saw the sheath begin to yaw open once more.

“Eeyup.”