editor: starblade

It's been a couple of hours since the little fiasco with Applejack. After spending some quality time with your bosses, who took it a little more gently than last time, you all woke up about an hour before you had to meet Applejack at her house for dinner.

As your mind begins to shake from its drowsy stupor, you take a moment to assess the small mess you and your bosses made during your... lovemaking. There was no doubt about it, you needed to clean up. Twenty-five minutes later... the dirty sheets and blankets had been tossed into the laundry machine, the bedroom was practically spotless, and the three of you had even managed to wash up. Now all you needed to do was get dressed into your nice outfits.

Knowing that Applejack isn’t what you consider to be a 'fancy' type of girl, you decided to just wear something casual: a button-down shirt that Rarity made for you, a clean pair of blue jeans, and tennis shoes. The shirt you put on was a regular blue-and-white shirt that depicted a large blue flower over your heart with its thorny stem wrapped around your left arm up to your wrist.

You were amazed on how the design came out and how it looked on you when you first got it. You were very grateful to Rarity for the sown flower on your shirt. *Sigh* Thinking about Rarity made you remember that she got a seasonal pass for the 'Heavenly Paradise Massage' from Aloe and Lotus. You smile knowing that she comes over almost every day for the massage.

As you admire the work on your shirt, both your bosses come out of the dressing room. You turn around but stop at the beautiful sight of the two of them. Both mares are wearing beautiful short skirt dresses that stopped at the middle of their thighs and some designer shoes. They are also wearing matching white hairbands that frame their manes—which had been done recently in a naughty, wavy fashion—and their usual scarves have been replaced in favor of beautiful necklaces. Like their coat and mane colors, both dresses are inversely colored. Lotus is wearing a white skirt and black dress with a single black dress strap around her left shoulder, while Aloe is wearing a black skirt and white dress with a single white dress strap around her right shoulder. Despite having a professional beauty parlor in their room, neither chose to wear any makeup. You suppose that it'll be okay since Applejack didn't usually wear makeup either.

You stare dumbstruck by the beauties in their dresses. After a few more seconds, you manage to snap out of it and quickly look away while blushing, causing them to giggle and smile at your embarassment. Both sigh and ask you if you were ready to leave. You manage to stop blushing and say yes; so you escort your bosses out the door and lock up behind you. Despite being pretty late, some ponies are still walking around town. Some are even still shopping at this time of night. As you all walk towards Applejack's farm, you're caught sighted by several mares who all smile and wave to you. Some also begin to lick their lips and give you seductive looks while other were busy chatting and blushing and giggling as you all walk towards the farm.

Both your bosses each give a jealous look as they watch several mares begging you to come over. Their envious glares cause some of your admirers to look away as you continue your stroll through town.

You gave a wave to some of the mares but you noticed both your bosses starting to walk closer to you. You didn’t sense anything wrong until they latched each latched onto one of your arms and tightened their grips. You felt their fingers entangle themselves with yours. You could not figure out what was up with them, not even as you all cross the small plains to the entrance to Sweet Apple Acres.

After making your way up the slopes of the peaceful farm, you all spot a familiar red face and smile. Well you smile, your bosses actually blush a very deep shade of red, but you were too busy walking towards your best friend to notice.

“Hey Big Mac, how you doing?” you ask while you sporting a huge smile and patting his shoulder.

Big Macintosh was just finishing up putting away the last of the apple cider barrels inside the barn when you approached. As he set it down, he felt a pat on his shoulder and turned around to see a familiar pink friend. He smiles and gives you a bear hug.
“All good,” he says.

“Alright. How are your sisters? Are they doing ok?”

“Eeyup.”

“That’s good. Applejack invited all of us over for dinner tonight. You know that right?”

“Eeyup.”

He signals for all of you to head towards the farm house. As you walk alongside Big Mac, you start up a conversation with him.

Unfortunately, as you both talk about your respective days, you soon realize that Big Mac isn't that much of a conversationalist; the majority of his answers are either a simple "Eeyup" or "Nope," though that doesn't make talking to him any less enjoyable. While the two of you are walking ahead, both Aloe and Lotus follow behind, licking their lips at the sight of two beefy stallions walking in front of them. Their minds fill with lustful thoughts on what to do with both of them in bed.

You turn to see how your bosses are doing, only to find their gazes averting as you look at their blushing faces. You raise an eyebrow and wonder, 'What’s going on with them?'

Once you all manage to make it to farm house, you are greeted by the rest of the Apple family. After a few hugs and laughs are shared with the Apple clan, they lead you to the dinner table. Your mouth waters at the sight of the large apple and vegetable spread and jugs of freshly brewed ice tea on the table. You also stare at the many apple treats that Granny Smith made; when it comes to Apple family cooking, they’re nothing short of amazing.

Big Mac sits down between the spa twins, Granny Smith and Applebloom sit next to each other opposite them, while as for you... well, you don’t sit down at all. Just before you enter the dining room, Applejack wraps her arms around your neck and brings you into a warm embrace. While the others took their places at the dining table, she took you by the arm and led you through the dining room and into the kitchen. Once there, Applejack slams you against the wall and passionately kisses you.

You both moan as your tongues entangle each other; your saliva mixes with hers as you hold the kiss for a few seconds. Finally, she lets go of you and starts to strip off her clothes. Overcome with lust and love showing in her eyes, she grabs your shirt and tries to pull it over your head. You stop her because your afraid her family and your bosses will overhear from the other room. She pouts at that, but her smile swiftly recovers as you whisper to her your desire to stay for the night.

You both exchange another kiss before joining the others at the dinner table. You both sat next to each other and began to say a small prayer to Celestia. The prayer sounds similar to the ones you've heard back on Earth—except that God has been replaced by Princess Celestia. After saying your prayers, you all dig in. You didn’t want to look greedy so you casually grabbed only a spoon full of apple salad and dumped it onto your plate. After almost an hour of eating and pleasant conversation, your plates were now bare and Applebloom and Granny Smith had turned in for the evening.

Applejack smiles as she walks over and wraps her arms around your neck to kiss you. You start kissing her back but stop when you realize you have a captive audience. With Applejack's brother now staring at you both, the two of you start to slowly back away. A tense atmosphere was spreading through the room and you were starting to feel scared; after all, you knew how important family is to Big Mac and that he can be a little overprotective when ponies try to start relationships with his sisters.

You suddenly remember a story that Granny Smith had told you when you were staying at their farm a while back. During last Heart's Warming Eve, Big Mac had almost caved in some stallion's skull for kissing Applejack under the mistletoe. Apparently, the stallion's friends had dared him to do it; some friends they were.

*Sigh* 'Might as well get it over with,' you think to yourself. Your body tenses, awaiting a possible beating from Big Mac. Applejack prepares herself to defend you from her own brother. You look up half expecting to see a large, red fist there to greet you; however, you were greeted by a warm smile from him instead.

“Uh... Big Mac, you okay?” you ask, raising an eyebrow which causes him to chuckle.

“Eeyup,” he replies.

“Yah sure big brother?” Applejack presses. “Yah ain’t gonna kill him?”

“Nnope.”

“So you’re ok with me and AJ being together?”

“Eeyup.”

“So...” Applejack blushes and holds onto your arm tightly. “...yah are ok with him him sharin' a bed with me?”

He chuckles. “Eeyup.”

You smile and shake hands with your best friend; Applejack lets go of you in order to hug her big brother, grateful for his approval.

Just after Applejack let go of her big brother, she pounces and kisses you. Big Mac smiles as he watches his little sister make out with his human friend before feeling something wrap around his arms. He looks down at of his both sides and smiles at the sight of the two beautiful spa mares slowly taking off their shoes and dresses.

“It looks like Big Mac is all tensed up today. He looks like he needs some ‘relief.’ Don’t you think so sis?” Aloe says, almost revealing her ample breasts.

Lotus licks her lips and smiles. “I believe he does sis. Lets go somewhere more private; I'm sure a massage will help relieve these pent up muscles of his.”

Big Mac nods in agreement, then picks up both your bosses and places them onto his shoulders. Seeing how much fun it looks for both mares, you decided to try that on Applejack. You grab Applejack by the waist and lift her up until you feel her stomach on your shoulder. At first, Applejack protested against the idea, but she eventually lets it go and you smile as she concedes. Applejack did weigh a little heavier than most mares—due to all her muscles—but you still managed to carry her up the stairs. Big Mac leads the way until he stops at a door in the middle of the hall.

“So is this AJ's room?” you ask.

“Eeyup,” he replies.

You smile and watch as Big Mac continues to the last door in the hall and kicks it open. You walk up a bit to catch a glimpse of Big Mac throwing both mares onto his large queen size bed. Both mares stare at him with lust in their eyes as he slowly takes off his pants and shuts the door.

Afterward, you return to Applejack's room to put the lustful mare down on her own bed. She bites her lip as you both stare into each other eyes; it doesn't take long for you both to remove your clothes and start kissing passionately. You kissed her for a good five minutes before breaking contact from those set of lips and started making your way lower towards her other lips.

As you trace your tongue down her breasts and stomach towards her mare hood, she places her hand on your chin signaling for you to stop. You looked up at her, so lost in confusion that you didn’t react fast enough as she somehow flips you onto your back. She lunges forward, sticking her face before your erected member.

You blush a deep red and moan as you felt her soft tongue tenderly lick against your member. Applejack exhales warm breaths on your member for a few seconds before diving in. You moan as she envelops the head of your dick in her mouth and traces around the base with her tongue. She continues tracing her tongue around the base before engulfing the entire length in her mouth.

As she continues pleasuring you, you feel that you won't last very long unless you return the favor.

You wrap around her thighs and slowly lick her marehood like you had originally intended. Slowly you lick around her marehood before nibbling on her clit. She gasps from pleasure as you glide your tongue deep inside her. The sweet apple flavor leaves a tingling sensation across your tastebuds as you lap a few drops of pre from her clit.

Applejack moans for a few minutes before resuming her sucking. She bobs her head up and down on your member, stuffing her mouth with your full length each time. Soon, you feel her start to pick up the pace as she increases her speed on your shaft.

You respond by diving into her slit with your tongue, feeling her inner walls clamping down on you as you dove deeper than your tongue could go. You brought her marehood closer where you entrap it by sucking on her clit. You both continue to pleasure each other orally for half an hour before finally starting to feel a buildup of pleasure.

“Ah Applejack I-I can’t...”

“M-Me too!”

You both keep going until you reach your limits and release at the same time. You greedily drink as Applejack covers your mouth and face with her juices. Applejack deep throats your cock as you cum down her throat; your seed mixes with her saliva and coats her mouth and throat as she drinks every last drop.

You both pant for a few minutes, trying to recover. Applejack falls off you and twists her body until you're both able to stare into each other eyes. Staring into those beautiful green eyes of hers gets your member standing back at attention. Applejack smiles as she positions herself on her hands and knees. Your member, now fully erect again, probes her inner walls.

She moans as you rub your phallus against her butt cheeks, making sure to slowly probe her entrance every now and then. You continued to tease her until she literally started to beg for you to enter. You didn’t want to be mean to one of your best friends so you decided to give her what she want and slowly penetrate her slit. She gasps when she feels your balls smack against her clit; you start rocking your hips back and forth into an even rhythm. You pick up the pace, feeling her walls clamp onto your member as you increase your thrusting. Her moans resound loudly each time her firm cheeks slaps against your skin.

You try to muffle your own moans as well as Applejack's since you didn't want to wake Applebloom or Granny Smith. Nevertheless, your moans still sound through the cloth around your mouths.

While you guys buck like wild animals, you manage to hear Big Mac giving Lotus the same treatment you were giving Applejack. As you both pound relentlessly into your mares, you both decide to have a competition on who could rut their mares the best. This was not one of your better ideas; your 'competition' led to two large holes in the walls caused by the bed posts and excruciating pain in your pelvises by the end. Three hours later... Applejack lays on top of you, both of you are completely exhausted and asleep; over in Big Mac's room, your bosses similarly lay on top of Big Mac, also all are asleep.

The next morning, you all awoke at almost the same time, got your clothes back on and walked out. You and Big Mac are still sore from last night, on the other hand the girls are all completely refreshed and ready to start the day. You all smile and blush various shades of red as you make your way down stairs to the breakfast table. You find Granny Smith sitting at the table with a knowing smile on her face as you all sit down to eat. So much for keeping things quiet.

After breakfast you all said your goodbyes and left since you all had work to do today. But before you left Granny Smith gives you an offer you couldn’t refuse. If you help around the farm and give Applejack free massages for a night, you'll get two of Granny Smith's legendary apple pies. You drooled all the way back to the spa.

It's been a few days since the dinner with the Apples; since then, you have been seeing Rarity, Twilight, and Applejack at the spa almost every day of the week. You decided you needed to take a day off from taking your pants off.

You are currently alone in the spa while the twins were called to Canterlot to make a house call. Ponies who are too busy with work or other activities to visit the spa request a massage to be taken in their own homes. Usually it’s more expensive than normal treatments because of the additional 'travel' and 'housing' expenses, but that doesn’t deter some clients from affording their time. Especially if it’s Prince *ugh* Blueblood.

You've disliked him ever since a certain visit to Canterlot. When you first met him, he ordered you to massage his back and, shockingly, ordered you to his chamber for a night of passion. The bastard, as you like to call him, assumed you were a girl since most massage therapists were mares in this world; any stallion that becomes one is either seen as girly boy or just plain gay. You told the pompus bastard that you were a guy and straight, which somehow led to assaulting him with a cream pie and sending him running away in tears. Since then, you weren’t allow to see Blueblood and that was fine with you.

You took a liking to the peace and quiet; since it's the weekend, there are barely any clients are coming in.

You venture outside and enjoy the cool breeze and bright, sunny day that Princess Celestia has given. You took a refreshing breath of fresh air, but you lost your breath as a large object suddenly crashed into you causing you. You wheezed at the sudden impact and brought your hand up to find out what hit you.

“Ah!” A small yelp of pleasure fills your ears as your hand ventures down and touches something soft and wavy. You stop and try to get a better look at what hit you. Looking down, you aren't very surprised at what, or rather who you see; only wish she wasn’t so strong though.

You smile as you look up at Ponyville's very own mailmare and owner of Derpy Express, Ms. Ditzy Doo, or as she prefers to be called, Derpy Hooves.

She rubs the back of her head as she sits up on your stomach and looks down at you. You consider it an amazing achievement for her to fly normally on her deliveries with those crooked eyes of hers.

Her grey coat actually seemed to shine a little brighter than all the other grey-coated mares, but her personality was what made her special. Her bubbly personality and cute giggles made you wonder why no stallion would not want to date her; if it’s because of her eyes, then they weren't just being mean, they were discriminating against her disability.

She is wearing her favorite mailmare outfit. Her top is a tight, low-cut, button-down shirt that ends up revealing her stomach; her sleeves are long like a regular shirt, but the torso is so tight that her bust almost sticks out revealing a lot of cleavage. She is also wearing a pair of tight, dark blue jeans with a decorative belt, regular shoes, and a mailmare hat. Her pants are so tight against her body that it shows off a toned set of hips, buttocks, thighs, and legs. She also has her special mail bag which she always uses to carry the mail and even a few packages.

Despite her tendency to crash into you (and everything else), you couldn't help but like her. It wasn't long before you became good friends with the cross-eyed pegasus.

“Ow, that hurt!” She rubs her head and looks up at the sky.

“You’re telling me,” you say as her weight starts to crush your stomach, causing some discomfort in your abdomen.

Derpy looks down at who she landed on and gasped.

“Oh my Celestia!” She quickly gets off your stomach, her hands covering her mouth and arms smushing her breasts together.

You managed to get up and start dusting yourself off. Your stomach still hurts; Derpy may seem to be like a normal mare, but she’s still quite strong, almost as strong as Rainbow Dash.

Once you're finished dusting your clothes off, you look up at Derpy only to see two large melons pressing against your face.

“I’m sorry, I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going,” she cooed as she smushs your face against her chest.

Having your head smushed against a mare's bust may be a dream come true, but you know from experince it can also be dangerous depending on the size of the breasts and the length of the hug. The strength of the mare's grip is also another significant factor to consider as it relates to how rapidly it decreases the oxygen levels to your brain. And when it comes to mares like Derpy, Applejack, or hell even Rarity, they can send you to both heaven and hell at the same time.

You frantically try to pry your head from Derpy’s unusually vice-like grip. You could feel the warmth draining from your face; after a short while, you started feeling light-headed.

Derpy's eyes close as she squeezes your head like a soft teddy bear. She had grown fond of you since you were the only pony... well, human that recognized her as an equal and treated her with respect. She felt happy when commented on how beautiful her eyes are or how gorgeous her smile is or how you found her figure sexy. Despite all the muffins she eats, she was happy that someone liked her curvy figure.

She continues to nuzzle your head before feeling something grabbing her wrists. She looks down and cocks her head to the side as she sees your hands trying to pull her arms apart. She stays like that for a few seconds, her brain trying to process what you're doing before it finally hits her.

She gasps, quickly lets go of your head and steps back. You breathe in the sweet, succulent air and ravish its glory. You took a few seconds so that your brain could take in some of that sweet oxygen before looking up at Derpy.

Her sad, teary eyes caught your eye as she looks at you before turning her gaze from you.

“I’m sorry. I just don’t know what went wrong,” she says before turning her whole body away from you.

You look at her back and gasp; her left wing looks badly damaged and some of her muscles look like they are ready to strain themselves. But more importantly, you know that it isn’t Derpy’s fault; and furthermore, seeing a crying Derpy is the worst kind of sadness you can experience next to seeing a crying Fluttershy.

Knowing what must be done, you quickly rush forward and wrap your arms around her. Derpy—who had been crying from nearly suffocating you to death—is left speechless as you wrap around her waist and bring her in to a deep embrace. She turns her head and is greeted by your warm smile.

“It’s ok Derpy. I’m not mad,” you say cheerfully.

Derpy stares at you for a few seconds before she wipes away her tears and smiles back. She then turns around to face you as you start up a conversation.

Mostly, you talk about how your respective days have been and find that it has been a good day for you both so far. Then you bring up her cute little daughter, Dinky Hooves; Derpy grows excited at the mention of her daughter's name. You too had a fondness for her daughter; despite her age, she was a gifted unicorn. Her mother then explains that Dinky has been accepted to Princess Celestia’s School for Gifted Unicorns just yesterday and would be leaving to live in Canterlot until the next semester starts. She smiles proudly at her daughter’s success, but it slowly turns into a frown.

You look at her frowning face and instinctively know what’s wrong. Letting your child go is really hard for any parent, especially when both the child and the parent get along so well. But she knows that the school would benefit her future as well as greatly boost her chance for a better life.

You walk over and comfort the teary mother. Derpy returns the hug and smiles.

“Don’t worry, I know your daughter will be alright. After all, she has such a beautiful mother to look up to,” you said.

Derpy blushes at your comment and nuzzles her cheek against your shoulder.

You both hug for a few minutes before you decide to bring up her wing problem. Derpy glances behind her and says it's no big deal since she has taken worse beatings then this in the past. Despite her confidence, you couldn’t divert your sight away from it.

You've always hated seeing people—or in this case, ponies—with broken or sprained body parts and have always wanted to help them by any means necessary. So then you offer Derpy a massage for her wing, which results in her frantically waving her arms around as though you had said something naughty.

Her face turns bright red as she moves her arms in circles before stopping and shaking her head.

“Uh, no! I-I-I’m g-good,” she said shyly.

“You sure?” you ask. “That wing looks like it needs some massaging, and your muscles look like they might strain themselves any minute."

Derpy presses both index’s fingers together, her face still bright red from your offer. You begin to wonder if something could be bothering Derpy. She's always enjoyed you giving her a quick wing massage whenever you both meet. You don't see how that could have changed. Unless...

Your cheeks turn slightly red as an idea fills your head. To confirm your suspicions, you proceed to ask her a simple question.

“Um... Derpy?” you say nervously. “Did you, um, well... have you heard anything about me lately?”

Derpy's gaze never leaves ground, but nods her head in response. “Uh, Ms. Rarity told most of the ponies here—especially, us mares—about your, um, 'special skill.'” Her face is now so red that it rivals Big Mac's.

Likewise, your face is now sporting the very same color. Derpy's revelation leaves you completely awestruck; not only does Derpy know about your...skill, but now every mare and stallion in Ponyville knows. Bloody hell! You wonder what else Rarity has told them about your 'special skills'.

“Oh, that gossipy bi-” you rant before stopping abruptly. For one thing, you rememered that there’s a mare present, and secondly, you consider it might not be such a bad idea. After all, you can't deny that you definitely need the bits, and if Rarity tells other ponies about the 'Heavenly Paradise Massage,' then that means you have a better chance of getting enough money to buy a home. Plus, some ponies are still afraid of you; if Rarity vouches for you, it could do wonders for your public relations with the ponies.

You ponder further on these thoughts until you felt a tug on your sleeve. You look down and see Ms. Hooves—her face still as bright red as a shiny, new apple—tug on your shirt sleeve with both hands. Her cute, pouty expression put a smile on your face as you both stared into each other's eyes.

“Um, can I ask you… H-How much?” she practially squeaks out.

You smile and blush. “About the same amount as a regular massage. We just hide it so children won’t find out.” You smile and then place your hands on her shoulders.

“Would you like to try our heavenly massage? It’s on me,” you offer with a smile.

Derpy frantically waves her hands around again and blushes an even deeper shade of red. “What?!! Oh nonononononono! I mean, I couldn’t take something like that for free! I mean-”

She stops once you place a finger in the middle of her lips to prevent her from speaking. “Don’t worry, I want to do this for you. You’re a good friend and a beautiful mare that deserves it.”

Derpy blushes and keeps her eyes on the floor. She knows that arguing with you isn’t an option, and despite what she said earlier, her wing could really use a good massage. She keeps her gaze away from yours, but nods her head.

You smile and lead Derpy into the spa. ‘This is going to be fun,’ you think to yourself.

You lead Derpy to the changing room then went to get everything ready. After fixing up the towels and the lotion basket, you make your way towards to the changing room. Your mind somehow fills with perverse thoughts on pleasuring the mailmare. Then you smack yourself in head in a desperate attempt to push all your lustful thoughts away. It isn’t like you to think about having sex with one of your clients... oh, who are you trying to fool?!

To tell the truth, ever since you started working here, all you've done was have sex with your clients over and over again. It's not that you don't enjoy it—because that would be a bold-faced lie—but this time, you needed to exercise some self-control. You have a job to do and it’s to help the patient relax and relieve her body of all tension.

You finally return to the change room and bare witness the beauty of the mailmare. Since Aloe and Lotus have owned this establishment for several years, they've made at least one special robe to suit each client’s tastes, including the stallions’ robes.

Some robes had special designs on them meant to match up with the patients’ specific interests, cutie marks, or even their favorite colors.

In this case, Derpy’s robe is one of those special ones. Her muffin-patterned robe clings tightly to her curvy body. Two fluffy blueberry muffins laid in front of Derpy’s lovely breasts; they, just like regular muffins, were tempting you to eat them right there and now. But you manage to hold back since staring at her beautiful body had caused Derpy to turn around and face the entrance in embarrassment.

You couldn't help but look down at her butt and be amazed on how big it is. Then you remember all the destruction that these buns have caused in town, like the time they almost destroyed town hall.

You clear your throat and help escort Derpy to the massage table.

Derpy blushes, showing that she already knows what she is getting into... she only hopes that he doesn’t see her leak.

You stop a few inches from the table and turn around so that you give Derpy her privacy.

Derpy slowly removes her robe and lets it slide down onto the ground. She slowly lays her beautiful body onto the cushioned table and sighs.

You take her sigh as her signal to start the massage.

You turn around and see her beautiful wings laid spread out before you. You never were much of an expert at treating wings, but thanks to those times you treated Rainbow’s and Fluttershy’s wings, you knew that pegasi wings were extremely sensitive and that just the simplest touch or a delicate squeeze could cause them to shiver in ecstasy.

You know that it’s best to start on her wings first because of that badly damaged left wing, but you also know that once you start, she’ll lose it.

You decide to first let her choose a specific lotion from the lotion basket. You grab the lotion basket and present it before her.

“Ms. Hooves, do you prefer a specific lotion or do you want one from the basket here?”

Derpy looks up and turns her head to look at the basket. After a few seconds, she reaches out and grabs one of the bottles and places it in your hand.

“I'd like this one please,” she says smiling.

You smile back and look at the bottle. You then raise an eyebrow as you examine it. The label had a picture of a gorgeous waterfall and several bubbles on it. Despite the text being small and in cursive, you managed to read the name on the label, Bubbly Waterfalls.

You shrug your shoulders since you know that you shouldn’t question a patient’s tastes. As you unscrew the cap and dab some of the lotion onto your hands, the sweet aroma of lilies mixed with the scent of a crystal blue waterfall fills your nostrils. You rub the lotion over your palms and begin to work on her shoulders.

You carefully work on relieving the tension in her shoulders, mindfully avoiding her wings as you work down her back. You continue to work down until you stop at her tush. *Sigh* It seems like you are going to have to work on the most destructive weapon in all of equestria. You suck up some courage and begin working on her butt.

Derpy moans as she feels your hands work from her back towards her butt. She tried to hold her arousal in as she felt your hands began to work on her tush.

You are amazed with her rump since it seems to be more like muscle then fat. You heard rumors that her butt is supposed to be made of wood or metal, but today you've proven that Rainbow was dead wrong.

After finishing up Derpy’s butt, you work down her legs which are twisted together real tight. It's almost as though she was hiding something between her legs.

“Ms. Hooves, I need you to uncross your legs so I can work on them both.”

Derpy shivers a bit as she slowly loosens her legs enough for you to move them. You carefully raise her right leg and begin to work from her thigh and up to her calf. After moisturizing her right leg, you then switch to her other leg. As you work down her other leg, you couldn’t help but look down between her legs. Somehow, a musky smell of freshly baked muffins fills the air. A closer look down shows you something you shouldn’t have seen. Her marehood was sopping wet.

‘Oh boy, this will only lead from bad to worse,’ you ponder.

Derpy blushes a deep shade of red as she feels you stopping and realizes that her secret's been exposed. She hastily gets up and tries to fly away from the table. She gets a few inches into the air before she is reminded that her wings were not in best shape to take flight.

You quickly race to stop her as she sits up and tries to take off, only to drop towards the floor. You quickly get underneath her to catch her, but you aren’t prepared enough as she lands on top of you causing both of you to fall to the ground together.

You groan as your back hits the ground with Derpy on top of you again, only this time you feel more of her body. You place your hands on her back pressing her bare breasts against your chest. Your member starts to twitch and grow hard as you feel her marehood juices seep onto your pants.

Derpy rubs her head again, her lopsided eyes fixes upon you as she stares at your blushing. She tries to say something but stops as she feels your dick poking her marehood.

You both blush with a sudden realization on where this was going, and yet you both cannot help but to smile and stare at each other. You stay like that for a few minutes before feeling Derpy’s lips press against yours.

Derpy has wanted to feel another stallion enter her for awhile now. However, she didn’t want just any stallion to poke inside her, she wanted one that liked her a lot and cared about her. She had always liked the alien human ever since you two first met, and over the last few weeks her feelings for you had grown beyond that of ‘just a friend’. She had hoped to one day tell you how much she likes you, but since today was the start of her heat cycle, she decides that she would rather show you instead.

You felt her body grind against yours as her tongue dances around your mouth. Your heart races as you feel your blood flow down to your groin, making your member harder then before.

Derpy enjoys your taste while she runs a hand down toward your pants; she gently squeezes your clothed member, making you groan pleasureably in her mouth. Your throbbing cock begs to be released from its cloth prison as Derpy gently squeezes it again.

Ms. Hooves finally breaks free from the kiss, but keeps her gentle grip on your member. You feel her other hand reach down inside your shirt. It lovingly rubs against your chest, inviting you to take off your shirt.

You smile and remove your shirt; Derpy blushes as she examines well kept body and its strong, toned muscles. She feels your chest with her hand before slowly licking your body. You moan deeply again as you feel her tongue slowly circle around your nipples, then down towards your stomach.

Your shaft grows larger and harder as you her tongue slowly slide down your stomach and stops at your pants’ buckle. You look down at Derpy who smiles seductively as she grabs ahold of your pant’s buckle and begins loosening your pants. Your member almost smacks against her cheek as she takes your pants and boxers off you and tosses them aside.

Derpy licks her lips as she eyes your phallus; you smile as well when you feel her breath against the tip. Derpy looks up at you with puppy-dog eyes begging you for a taste. You couldn’t help but nod your approval.

Derpy squeaks in delight and slowly brings her tongue to the tip of your dick. A drop of precum slides down your length, coating part of her tongue with your pre.

She licks her lips, admiring the taste before digging in; her mouth bobs on the head while her tongue circles around the base of your penis.

You moan as her tongue coil around your member while she sucks on the head. More precum flows out and mixes with her saliva.
Derpy blushes and begins working her whole mouth on your entire length. Enjoying your dick like it was one of her favorite muffins, the mailmare hungrily licks once more around the base before slowly sucking on your balls.

You moans grow louder as she continues her work on your cock. You want to return the favor and give her the same pleasurable feelings you are experiencing. You then remember that a pegasus’ wings are the most sensitive parts of her body. With a mischievous smirk on your lips, you reach for her damaged wing and give the base of the wing a tender lick. While licking her wing, you slowly massage its sensitive nerves and tendons, removing her damaged feathers, and helping restore the wing’s structure back to its original form.

Derpy's pleasure outweighs her pain as you bend her wing back to its original state and pull out the damaged feathers. She enjoys how your tongue slithers around the base of her wing before feeling the same pleasure again on her other wing. Her body almost gives way as she feels you sucking and nibbling on her feathers.

You enjoy the soft feeling of her feathers in your mouth as you suck and nibble them. Derpy lifts herself off of your dick to give a throaty moan, allowing you to go after the two first place prizes in front of you. You dig into her beautiful breasts, slowly sucking on one of her nipples.

Derpy moans deeply as she feels your teeth nibble on her nipple. Your tongue slowly circles around her nipple before switching to the other one and give it the same treatment as the first.

You both moan deeply as you felt Derpy’s pussy rub against your manhood as you suckle both her nipples at the same time. Her marehood winks sporadically, begging to be stuffed by your long thick dick. She squeezes your arm, signaling you to enter; you happily oblige.

You feel her walls tighten against your member as you push deeper inside. Derpy squeezes your head tightly between her huge melons as you began to rock her hips back and forth. You both moan passionately as you increase your thrusts, nearly piercing her womb as you slam down.

Derpy moans, almost screaming as you slam down into her womb. You grunt as you feel her walls tighten around your entire length.
You quicken your pace as Derpy holds your head even tighter. You somehow manage to lift your head up from between those gorgeous mounds and breathe in the sweet—if somewhat musty—air. Her nails dig deep into your skull as you increase your thrusts.

The sound of her juices smacking against your wet skin echoes throughout the spa as you both rut for what seems like an eternity.

Several minutes later... after being trapped in a state of pure bliss for what seems like hours, you both start to feel a buildup of pressure in your groins.

“Ah! Derpy, I-I can-, I can’t hold it…. anymore,” you mumble through labored breaths.

“M-Me too.”

Your thrusts become even faster, but you always make sure they fall short of breaking into her womb again. After all, you don’t want to get a client pregnant during your fun time—especially is said client already has a daughter to care for. You grab her hips and slam down half way into her. Your juices mix together as both of you scream in pure ecstacy. You held onto her for a few seconds, listening to her lustful moans as your sperm spills out. She can feel the warm thickness from your sperm coating her walls and begins to slide off your now semi-hard shaft.

You both pant for a few seconds before looking into each other’s eyes and smile. Another few seconds later, you feel Derpy’s lips press down against yours. You both enjoy the kiss for a few moments longer before breaking contact and watching each other blush.

Derpy then explains that she’s on the verge of her heat cycle; furthermore, she warns you to quickly run away when her heat starts.

This reminds you of when Big Mac and the other stallions invited you over to an all-colt meeting a few nights ago and gave you a nice speech on how dangerous mares can be during estrus. In fact, they showed you photos of badly beaten, naked stallions who had been caught by mares in heat; needless to say, you were definitely scared. Sometime between a week and a month from that day, all the mares would go crazy with ‘heat’ and would sexually assault the first male they see for relief. Unfortunately, no one knew exactly when the mares would be in heat; some of the stallions were so scared that when the meeting finished by nightfall, they were too afraid to venture home in the dark. Hell, even you pretty afraid of going back to the spa knowing that Aloe and Lotus would be there.

You start to shiver at the thought of almost every mare catching you and rutting you death. Derpy could see the fear in your eyes and comes close to your ear. The truth is that Derpy and the other mares shared a secret, one that they kept from all the stallions; their secret was that they knew precisely when their heat cycles started. They were worried that if the stallions found out, they would leave town and nopony would be there to help relieve the burning sensation within their loins. But Derpy thinks differently about you. You are more than just a friend to her and she doesn’t want you to see you getting beaten by the mares of Equestria. So she tells you the specific date when estrus starts, along with something else.

“Please don’t go to Big Mac’s secret shelter on that day,” she pleads, her eyes almost in tears.

Seeing her so distressed, you comfort her before asking her why you shouldn't. She tells you that there was a meeting for all the mares this morning about the where all the stallions could be found during the heat cycle. Apparently, somepony must have been spying on Big Mac and found out that he has an armored shelter that he had been recently stocking with supplies in secret. Then she tells you of their plan to raid the shelter when they their guards are down, capture all the stallions, and use them to relieve their heat.

She explains that they have a copy of the key to the shelter and plan to attack once all the stallions are inside.

You feel worried once you hear about their plan and are eager to warn Big Mac about it but give pause when you look at Derpy.

She's risking a lot to tell you everything and you feel that you could never forgive yourself if she got into any trouble because someone else found out. You think that it’s best to just grab Big Mac and run like hell. After all, you can't save everypony, but you can at least save your friends. Big Mac is your only friend—your only male friend—and you want to protect him because you know he would do the same for you.

You tell Derpy you would let the mares carry on with their plan, but you and Big Mac would hiding out somewhere safe. She understands and blushes as she feels your lips press against hers in gratitude.

You pull her in for a sweet kiss and inform her that the massage is far from over.

“So Ms. Derpy, what would you like next... a nice relaxing soak in the bath, a ‘special’ wing massage, or how about a trip to either the sauna?” You smile as Derpy blushes.

“Oh yes, they all sound nice. I would like all of them,” she replies as you help her up. Then you lead her to the bubble bath.
Both of you spend some time in the bubble bath together. At first you simply cuddled, before she start grinding against your cock again. Soon you felt your member penetrate her slit and her hips began to rock against your body. The waves rock along with you as with every thrust you make. After taking a few minutes of enjoy your afterglow, you both leave the bath and return to the massage table for a proper wing massage. While examining her wings, you notice you had missed a few more damaged feathers and slowly yank them off. However, you’re surprised to find out how well you managed to put the wing’s structure back to normal. Unfortunately, it would seem that the wing needs a cast since it is still sore from the two prior crashes. As you carefully work on Derpy’s wings, you groan softly as Derpy takes your member back into her mouth and slowly begins milking you of your semen. After wrapping the wing in a special water proof cast, you think it’s time for a nice trip to the sauna. Derpy smiles as you lead her to the door. The moment you open it, she quickly pushes you inside, making you sit down on the bench while she playfully rubs against your member. The steam mixes with the heat from your passion as Derpy bounces on your dick while sucking on your tongue. You had only two words to say about today’s session...

‘Ow’ and ‘wow’.

After quick yet lustful shower, you escorted Derpy back to the changing room. You however circle back to the clerk desk and pull out a nicely folded pair of clean clothes and begin to dress yourself.

Once you're fully dressed, Derpy comes out wearing her mailmare outfit, complete with hat and bag. She smiles and kisses your cheek, you blush after you feel her tongue slowly lick your cheek.

“That was the most fun I've ever had. Thank you so much,” she said cheerfully.

“You’re welcome Derpy,” you replied bashfully.

You then ask to escort her to the hospital for her wing and then home. She smiles and nods in agreement.

You take Derpy to the hospital first where you surprisingly find out that her wing is just sprained and would heal in a couple of weeks, but that isn’t what surprises you most. You find out that your superb medical skills in bandaging had already fixed her wing and all she needs to do is change her bandages every 2 days. After getting a prescription to some painkillers, you escort Derpy home where she invites you inside for dinner.

Being a gentlemen you accept the offer and spend the evening eating Derpy’s cooking with her and her husband, Mr. Whooves. His real name is Doctor Whooves, or just ‘the Doctor’ as he likes to be called. Frankly you do not know much about him; hell, you don’t even know where he came from!

Mr. Whooves tells you he’s a time traveler which frankly you couldn’t believe. Then again, you are a human in a pony-ruled world—so hey, you might as well believe in something. Being such a nice guy, you decide to humor his claims—which in turn elicits him to offer you a chance to join him and his companion to come with him on another one of his adventures. Derpy screams in excitement at the thought of another adventure, but you decline since you'd rather not get into any trouble.

Mr. Whooves understands, then tells you he’s going to be gone for the next few weeks until estrus is over and invites you to come along. Again you decline his offer, mostly because you are more afraid of where he would be going then the actual heat cycle.

After eating dinner, both Mr. Whooves and Derpy say their goodbyes as you leave their house. After turning the corner, you race towards Sweet Apple Acres to warn Big Mac of your predicament. Once you make it to Big Mac’s farmhouse you see Big Mac storing a crate of food inside the basement of the barn.

“BIG MAC!” you screamed, catching his attention as he sets it down next to him.

“Eeyup?” he replies.

You managed to catch your breath and begin telling him the date the mares are in heat.

“Big Mac, it’s not safe here anymore. We need to find another hiding spot,” you say frantically.

Big Mac looks at you with wide eyes, shocked that you not only managed to find the day the mares would be in heat, but also their plan of how to break into the shelter. He tells you he wants to go out and warn the other stallions, but you stop him saying that it wouldn’t be that easy. There isn't enough time to find a safe spot for all the stallions, and the mares would have the usual and most obvious hiding spots covered. You then told him of another spot you know of that both you and him could hide in. He inquires on why you would include him in your plan.

You told him that he was your best friend, and as such you trusted him and wanted to protect him. Much to your relief, he admits to feeling the same about you. When it comes to heat season, you both knew that it's a fight for your very survival. If what Derpy told you was the truth—and you grimly believed it was—then you needed a better hiding spot that’s secure and has enough food to sustain the both of you through long heat season.

So you then told him of an old ruin you heard about from Twilight. As you recall, she said that no pony goes there often which would be perfect for your needs. You both could hide there with some food, water and bedding, then come back once it’s all over.

Big Mac taps his finger against his chin as he thinks about the plan. After a few minutes, he picks up the crate of food and tells you to grab a barrel filled with water and follow him to the ruins.

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*takes deep breath and then sighs* alright i'm cool i'm cool. HEY BRONIES OF FIMFICTION! wolfman93 here bringing you yet another awesome special spa treatment: human edition. so recently i said about a gangbang on the human but unforntuntly after receiveing my schedule for the finals i don't think i would have the time for a all out gangbang chapter.

THANK YOU CELESTIA!

*looks at human and raises an eyebrow* yyyyyeeeeaaaahhhh anyways plus about the situation is that i don't want to take anymore god d@#m shit about this. seriously guys i mean come on. i know that you want to hear the princesses getting bang as well but damned man what about the other mares out there. they need loving too.

i would have to agree with wolf here on that.

so for no more further requests i've have decided on this. *pulls out a slip of paper.* i have recently place three princesses names in my pocket and already drew one out. and the winner of the princess getting a massage is....

PRINCESS CELESTIA!

congrates princess celestia you are our winner.

yes bronies of fimfiction even though i know who the bronies are going to choose i'm still going to do my signature move.

signature move?

that's right IIIIIIIIITTTTTTTTT''SSSSSSSS POOOOOOLLLLLLLL TIIIIMMMMMEEEE!!!

*rubs ear* thanks wolf deaf in this ear now.

so *triumph voice* bring out the basket. *basket magically appears*

the hell

so since princess celestia is our first candidate i will draw out 4 more lucky ponies from the basket. *goes through basket and pulls out 4 names* our first pony is..... well looks like your going to meet a famous model on this day. that's right your going to meet equestrian model and wife of sir fancy pants mrs. FLEUR DE LUIS

she's a nice pony but i don't know much about her except her modeling work.

our second candidate for our lovely chapter is *looks at name and begins to gag* oh god why i put his name in it I'll never know.

what is it.

well looks like your going to meet a prince. and not just any prince.

0-o you don't mean

YUP YOUR MEETING WITH PRINCE BLUE BLOOD!

i rather die then do him.

*chuckles* anyways our third candidate for this chapter is *looks at slip* well looks like your meeting with one of the flower sisters. that's right your meeting the oldest MS. ROSELUCK

her flowers are always so beautiful when i walk next to her garden.

yup they are and finally our 4 candidate for this lovely massage is *looks at slip and stares at it shockingly.* uh so yeah lets there you have it folks

wolf wait you still haven't said the name for the 5th candidate. who is it?

uh well that's not important now so yeah guys if you want to hear they a-

wolf who is it *looks at me anger*

promise you won't get angry.

promise

well folks of equestria were going to meet a non pony rather more of a griffon then a pony. her name is..... gilda

*stares at me in disbelief for a few seconds then walks out of room*

uh wow that turned out oka- *hears stuff breaking from other side* yeah don't think he took it well about it. for those you don't know that for a spoiler anyways is that i have been making a bonus story as well but i won't tell you who it is. anyways during the story i had written the part of him hating this gilda since she made rainbow dash cry and for that uh yeah. I'll let him cool off k

so lets get back to poll time. so know we got our ponies well mostly and here they are

princess celestia

fleur de lis

prince blueblood

roseluck

and finally gilda

so there you have it folks and bronies. please cast your votes in on who you want to read in the next chapter. now if you excuse me i'm going to go see the damage human here has done. SO TUNE IN NEXT TIME FOR ANOTHER AWESOME CHAPTER OF SPECIAL SPA TREATMENT: HUMAN EDITION!

*leaves and sees the damage* dammit human not the game system.

Author's Note

sorry guys if i don't sound so happy. been busy with everything and well i just don't have the energy for to be happy today. again thank you for your time and please cast your vote on who you want for the next chapter.

awesome editor: starblade