The first thing Twist did upon returning home was take a long, relaxing bath. She noticed on the way home that even though she had licked up almost all the cum on her body, it still left a sticky residue that she couldn’t quite get out.

Leaning back into the water, she went over in her mind all the dirty details that encompassed her day. She loved how Caramel took what he wanted. Maybe Twist was better at being a slut than at making sweets… or maybe she should use her talent of treat making to help her draw in boys! Who would be next though?

Thinking over the experience, she thought about who could possibly give her the experience that Caramel gave her. Maybe Featherweight again? No, his dick wasn’t big enough. Applebloom had a boyfriend, though, didn’t she? That musician guy. No, he’d probably be even smaller than Featherweight. She wanted the biggest, longest, hardest cock she could find.

Then, idea struck. “Hey, mom!” she called. “Do we have any more apples?”

“Yes we do,” her mother replied from outside the bathroom door. “Why?”

“I was just thinking that candy apples sound delicious.”

The next day, she rushed home from school and immediately began making the best candy apples she had ever tasted. She wanted to eat them right then and there, but she knew that she’d get to taste something even better if she were patient. Carrying her novelty sweets with her, she trotted over to Sweet Apple Acres.

“Hey, Applebloom!” Twist said, galloping towards her friend.

“Howdy, Twist,” she replied. “What’re you doin here?”

“I made some candy apples today and I just wanted to share them with you and your family.” She handed a candy apple over to Applebloom, who ate the whole thing in one bite.

Licking her lips, Applebloom exclaimed, “Wow, Twist! Y’all must be the best sweets-maker ever!”

“Thanks, Applebloom! Say, do you know where Big Mac is? I think he’d like to try one out too.”

“Sure. He’s out in the barn.”

“Thanks again, Applebloom!” Twist waved good bye and turned towards the barn. The anxiety was hitting her harder than ever. If he said no, there would be no way she could overpower him. The more she thought about it, the more out of breath she became.

Twist opened up the door to the barn and poked her head in. “Hello? Big Mac?”

Big Macintosh was fixing up hay bales with a pitch fork in his mouth. As he saw the filly, he dropped the pitch fork and walked closer to Twist. “Eeyup?”

“I uh… um… hi!” she stuttered. Big Mac’s expression didn’t change, but Twist knew she had to come up with something quick. “I uh… I made some candy apples and thought you and your family might like to try one. I mean…” She fought through her nerves enough to bat her eyelashes at the large stallion. “Applebloom just tried one and said she liked it. Would you like a bite?”

“Eeyup.” Twist gave Big Mac the candy covered apple. Licking his lips, Bic Mac stared down the scrumptious treat before taking a large bite out of it. His lips curled in a large smile at the delicious candy treat. “Wow! You must be a natural at this candy-making stuff! Thanks, Twist!”

“Oh, no problem.” With that, Big Mac walked back over to the hay bales and picked up his pitch fork. “Is there uh… Is there anything else you want? I can make another one right now.”

Big Mac thought about it for a second before casually replying, “Nope.”

“Really?” Twist said, finally getting over her nerves. She walked over to Big Mac and ran a hoof down his leg. “I’m sure there’s something else I could give you, if you really wanted.” The stallion looked down at the filly, who was biting her lip and winking at him.

“Twist?”

“Don’t worry, Big Mac. I know how hard you work. You must be so tired. Why don’t you just take a minute to relax?” Twist pushed Big Mac back, causing him to stumble and fall onto the hay bale that he had just worked on.

“Twist, what’re you thinkin?”

“Oh, nothing.” She got on the hay stack next to him and ran her hoof up his chest and to his cheek. “Just that I’ve been awfully lonely lately, and I thought maybe I know how we can fix both our problems.”

“The only problem I have is a little filly whose parents I’m gonna have tah talk to pretty soon.”

“But Big Mac—”

“Out. Now.” Twist sadly complied, hanging her head low. She got off the hay stack and slowly walked towards the barn door. As she walked away, Big Mac couldn’t help but notice how her tail swayed back and forth as she walked and how her flank had those perfect curves with each step. “Twist…” The filly looked behind her, still inadvertently showing her backside to the stallion. “Maybe I seemed a little harsh. Come back.”

Twist’s interest was suddenly caught. She couldn’t go too fast too soon, but she might be able to get what she wanted after all. “I’m sorry too. I just… I’ve had these urges lately and—”

“I know. Don’t worry, those are natural. Everypony gets them.”

“Even you?” Twist knew he did, but she had a plan.

“Eeyup. Even me. The problem is, though, ya can’t go around talkin like that, especially tah grown stallions like me.”

“But what do you do to get over those urges?” Twist tried seeming as innocently dirty as she could.

“Well, it don’t come easy, but y’all are gonna have tah ignore ‘em.”

“You know, I’ve heard of something that some ponies do. I’ve never tried it, though.” She lowered her hoof to her vagina and rubbed small, passionate circles. “Mmmm that does take care of things.”

“Twist, y’all can’t be doin that.”

“What do stallions do? I mean, if you don’t have a vagina, how do you masturbate?”

“I don’t.” Big Mac’s face was stern, but deep down, he was trying to suppress those urges that were subtly arising.

“What would happen if you tried rubbing it up and down?”

“I… I uh…”

“Won’t you try it once for me? Just so I know if it works or not.”

“No, Twist. I ain’t gonna—”

“Which do you prefer on mares? Plots or vaginas?” She got up and lifted her tail in the air. She pulled her flank to the side, stretching her butthole. “Personally, I think I have a nice plot.”

Big Mac gulped. His member was starting to outwardly grow now. “I’m into plots, but—”

“Do guys ever put their dick in there? I wonder what it’d feel like.”

“Twist, I—”

“Has a girl ever let you violate her, Big Mac? Has there ever been a mare who would give you her body and let you explore? If a girl gave you her body, letting you do whatever you wanted to her, what would you do? I’m just so curious. I’m just a silly little filly.”

The stallion gulped again, knowing that he was about to make the worst decision he had ever made in his life. “OK, I’ll teach you how boys do that thing without having a vagina.”

“Yay!” Twist cheered, jumping onto the hay bale next to him and giving him seductive looks. Big Mac brought his hoof to his penis, which gradually grew, pulse by pulse. Timidly, he began to rub up and down his shaft. It felt so good that he lost reality in the sight of passion. “Can I try?” Big Mac closed his eyes and nodded his head. Twist’s hoof was about half the size of Big Mac’s, but that just added to the effect. She was so gentle with his cock. He thrived in that feminine touch that Twist had. “Wanna try it with me?”

Big Mac looked down to see Twist spreading her lower lips and smiling seductively at the stallion, her chest rising up and down as she tried keeping her breath. The stallion nodded and unhurriedly ran his hoof against the top of Twist’s vagina. Twist let off a quick moan and laid her head back. She spread her legs farther, giving Big Mac plenty of room to work with. His pace was starting to pick up, running along the crevice of her labia, spreading the lower lips wider and wider.

“Mmmm,” Twist purred. “Get my clit.” The stallion complied, rubbing circles around the filly’s nub. Twist moaned at the sudden brilliant sensation. His hoof was so large. Big Mac was a real man, handling her like a lady, but she wanted more than that. She wanted to be treated like a whore, like a dirty slut, and like a very naughty filly.

Twist picked up her head and put it on Big Mac’s giant cock. As she sucked it, it began to grow larger in her mouth. She could hardly bob her head, so she made as much use of her mouth as she could, grinding her teeth against his shaft, licking up and down, and sucking as hard as she could. Big Mac inadvertently lifted his pelvis upward at the feeling. Twist had never had so much dick in her mouth before. She loved it. She wanted more. Pulling her mane out of her face, she brought her mouth further down his shaft, sending more of it down her throat.

She pulled her mouth off, spat on his cock and rubbed it up and down, getting it as wet as she could get it before bringing her mouth back for more. She was pushing herself harder and harder, trying to put as much of his penis down her throat as she could. She was finally at the point where she could bob her head easily up and down, making even Big Mac moan a little.

Twist took his mouth off of Big Mac’s shaft and stuck her butt in the air. “I want you so bad,” she said. “Spank me. Hurt me. Do whatever you want to me. I’m your little slut tonight. I want you to be as dirty as you can get.”

Without thinking at all, Big Mac grabbed Twist’s tail and pulled it up. Twist knew what was about to happen. Just the thought of it was making her drip. Then, Big Mac stuck his enormous cock into Twist’s tiny butthole. It was excruciating pain. Twist screamed at the top of her lungs, which Big Mac took to mean that she was enjoying it. He pushed it in and out, going farther each time. Twist was trying to keep herself from crying. It was more pain than she had ever been in in her life. She loved it, though. The pain just meant that Big Mac was showing her who was boss.

Sensing her pain, Big Mac stopped. “You OK?”

“Keep going,” she moaned. “It hurts so good. AAHHH!”

Big Mac continued forcing his cock down the filly’s butthole, stretching it as wide as it would go. Twist couldn’t help but rub her clit, which was on fire, begging for attention. As he humped her, Twist was being pushed forward and pulled back, her body being sent backwards as forwards against her will.

Big Mac stopped, leaned back on the hay bale and picked Twist up with him. Twist looked back to see what was going on, but was immediately flustered with a new type of pain. His cock was now going up her tight, narrow vagina in a backwards cowgirl style. Twist’s mouth hung open out of pain and lust. She gasped for breath followed by high-pitched groans.

“Louder,” Big Mac said, spanking Twist, leaving a large red hoofprint on her backside. Twist screamed in pleasure. He spanked her again, making Twist scream even louder. She was bouncing on Big Mac’s dick as he did it. She could only go halfway down his cock, just because of how tight she was. She was determined, though. She bit her lip and pushed Big Mac’s cock further into her filly orifice. She was screaming as she pulled more and more of his dick inside her. Within moments, she was bouncing up and down Big Mac’s penis, her pelvis slamming into his balls as she went down.

He pulled Twist off of him, turned her around and put his cock back up her pussy. Their chests pressed harder into each other with every thrust of Big Mac’s penis. He was thrusting the filly what seemed like several feet forward with every pump of his hips. His pace was getting faster, and Twist knew what this meant.

She leaned back, humping Big Mac as hard as she was being humped. Her lady lips were sliding against his smooth shaft, leaving her slimy juices behind. “Oh yes! OH! Big Mac! AH! Ohhhh so goooooodddd.”

Before she knew what was going on, Big Mac grabbed her by her hips and shoved them as close to his as he could. Holding her there, he let his seed explode inside the little girl. Twist screamed louder than she had ever screamed in her life as cum shot inside her like a rocket, filling up so quickly that a lot of the cum couldn’t even make it into her vagina and shot back onto Big Mac’s pelvis. There was so much cum that she couldn’t take it.

Her own walls began to contract. She quickly took her vagina off of Big Mac’s cock, rubbed it profusely for a moment and squirted her feminine liquids all over Big Mac’s dick. When she was done squirting, she brought her mouth to Big Mac’s flaccid penis and licked up all of her and Big Mac’s cum.

The two were completely out of breath. Knowing that they could both be in serious trouble for what they had just done, they ignored the world and smiled at each other. “Big Mac,” Twist said between pants. “Your dick… is huge.”

“Eeyup.”

Author's Note

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