Author's Notes:

READ BEFORE YOU CONTINUE!!!
I finally decided to leave in the sex scene this time.
I marked when the scene starts with *Sex Start* and end with *Sex End* so just ctrl F it if you want to skip.

Other than that, enjoy the chapter and quote the title.

“Never would have expected to see you here, Pinkie,” I commented while digging deeply into the mares back, my eyes unfortunately, finding their way to her large back side every few minutes.

“Rarity recommended it,” Pinkie sighed blissfully, looking back at me with a devious smirk. “And if you’re going to keep staring at it, I’ll expect you to start rubbing it.”

“Sorry, Pinkie,” I couldn’t help but chuckle while looking away from her back end and bopping her on the nose. “No improper relations with the clients during working hours. Dem da rules Pinks.”

“Aww… okay,” Pinkie giggled while laying her head back down. “So, how do you like your job?”

“It’s alright,” I shrugged while moving from her back to her front legs. “I get pretty good tips and my fellow employees are fun to work with.”

“See anything weird yet?” Pinkie giggled as I worked on the frog of her hoof.

“Granny Smith came in the other day…” I replied with a shudder. “It was like working with soft taffy.”

“That does sound weird,” Pinkie replied with a look of thought, giggling a few moments later.

I simply shrugged in response as I continued her treatment.

“So, what are you doing after lunch today?” Pinkie asked after a few moments of silence.

“Work, work and more work,” I replied with another shrug. “Why?”

“Well, Mrs. Cake is pregnant and has been complaining about her back a bit,” Pinkie began to explain. “I was hoping that you could come over to the shop and give her a massage. I read in a book once that it really helps.”

“Pinkie Pie reading a book? I bet it had pictures,” I chuckled before giving her a nod. “I guess I could do that then. As long as Aloe and Lotus say it’s okay.”

“Then we’ll ask after you finish,” Pinkie nodded back as she allowed me to continue.

After another half an hour, I was finished and helped the giggling mare off of the table.

“Wow Chris, I feel great!” Pinkie Pie cheered as she began to hop up and down excitedly. “I feel like I could jump to the moon!”

“Let’s not,” I quickly replied, stopping the mare from jumping any higher than my waist. “The spa doesn’t need a new sky light just yet.”

“Okay!” Pinkie chirped as she began to make her way towards the exit. “Come on, let’s go see if you can make a house call.”

“I’ll be there in a minute, Pinks,” I replied while putting a few things away. Before I took this job, I never realized how many different lotions and other things went into giving a proper massage.

Once finished, I made my way to the main parlor and towards the front desk where Pinkie stood talking to the spa sisters.

“… thanks, Lotus. I know Mrs. Cake will love it!” Pinkie Pie finished as I reached the group.

“Of course, Miss Pie,” Lotus nodded. “My sister was just telling me how the poor mare was looking stressed this morning.”

“She’s a hard-working mare,” I said, joining the conversation.

“And she’s also a regular customer,” Aloe added with a slight frown. “But with her being in the later stages of her pregnancy, she has been unable to make it here.”

“No problem boss,” I replied with a chuckle. “I’ll go grab a few things and head over after my lunch.”

“Very well,” Lotus nodded. “Afterwards, you can take the rest of the day off. Just be sure to bring everything back when you come in tomorrow.”

“Did I ever tell you how awesome of a boss you two are?” I asked with a chuckle.

“Yes, but keep doing it,” Aloe giggled with her sister. “It’s good for moral.”

“Aye, aye!” I said, giving the two mares a quick salute as they left the lobby.

“Well, I better get going,” Pinkie Pie chirped as she made her way to the door. “I have a cutesinera to finish at Sugar Cube Corner today, bye Chris!”

“Bye Pinkie,” I called after the mare as a bit of realization hit me.

Adapting a smirk, I turned to prepare an away bag.

“And let the Crusades begin.”

“I’m sure Mrs. Cake will enjoy a massage,” Aloe nodded as she and her sister ate their own lunch in their office, papers scattered around them. “She probably needs it.”

“I’m sure,” Lotus giggled as she took a moment to lay down.

For the next few minutes, the two ate in silence, the sound of their chewing being the only sounds between them.

Suddenly, Aloe stopped for a moment, a stray thought crossing her mind.

“Do you get the feeling that something bad is going to happen?”

“It’s Ponyville, sister,” Lotus giggled back. “I feel that every day.”

Wiping my mouth clear of the last remnants of my lunch, I walked up to the local bakery’s front door and gave it a few firm knocks.

“Pinkie, it’s me, are you there?” I called, deciding against just barging in. Especially because it had a “Closed for Party Prep” sign on the front.

“Uhm… y-yes?” a lanky orange stallion asked as the door slowly opened.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Cake,” I greeted, having met the stallion at almost every visit to the store.

“Oh… uh, good afternoon, Chris,” Carrot Cake replied timidly. I quickly found that the stallion wasn’t the bravest of ponies. “W-what are you doing here?”

“Pinkie Pie asked me to come over,” I replied while fixing the strap of the bag I had. “Did she not tell you?”

“Oh, it must have slipped her mind,” Carrot replied with a small smile as he stepped aside. “Please, come in; is there something I can help you with?”

“Pinkie Pie asked me to come give your wife a massage,” I replied as I crouched through the door and into the room. “I guess she noticed that she was having some back pain and thought a massage would help.”

“O-oh, that’s nice,” Carrot smiled, only to look slightly worried a few moments later.

“Something wrong?” I asked, noticing his change.

“Well… have you ever given a pregnant mare a massage before?” Carrot asked out of concern.

“No, I haven’t,” I replied with a slight frown. “Why, is there something I need to be careful of?”

“Well… she’s a bit hormonal,” he began to explain. “So, she may say and act slightly flirty, but please know, it’s not the kind of mare she is.”

“Of course, I understand,” I replied with a nod.

“Alright then,” Carrot nodded as he walked towards the staircase behind the counter. “She’s currently resting up in our room. Follow me please.”

“Your house, sir,” I replied before following the stallion upstairs.

Quickly passing through a small living room, Carrot led me down a nearby hall.

“Honeybun, are you awake?” Carrot asked as he entered an open room.

“Oh, is the shop open already?” a slightly drowsy voice replied as I waited out in the hall.

“No, Pinkie Pie is still setting things up,” Carrot replied. “But she did go to the spa today and got one of the masseuses to do a house call.”

“Can we even afford that?” Cup Cake asked as I decided to enter the room now.

“Already paid for,” I calmly stated as I entered the room and drew the occupants shocked looks.

Now, I’ve met Mrs. Cake before. Usually whenever I came in for a morning mocha or a quick snack. But she always stayed behind the counter, giving me a motherly smile as she gave me my purchases.

Now that I could see her unhindered, I couldn’t help but marvel at how large she actually was around the barrel.

“Oh, good afternoon Christopher,” Mrs. Cake greeted with a smile, laying on her side while being mostly covered with a large blue blanket. “I didn’t know you made house calls.”

“Pinkie was worried and my bosses thought you could use it,” I said while walking over to the side of the bed.

“I’ll be downstairs if you need anything,” Carrot said before backing out of the room with a slightly worried expression.

“Okay then,” I nodded, giving Mrs. Cake a reassuring smile as I set my bag down. “Are you able to lie fully on your stomach?”

“Yes, but not for long,” Mrs. Cake replied as she carefully shifted onto her stomach and I got everything ready.

“Well, if something feels wrong, just tell me and will move things around,” I told her before beginning to work.

“Oh… that’s nice,” Mrs. Cake sighed blissfully while I worked. I couldn’t help but feel slightly sorry for her when I noticed how tense her muscles were.

“So, how much longer until your due?” I asked, hoping to start a conversation. I found out early on that this job can be pretty boring without it.

“Almost a month away now,” Mrs. Cake smiled with a blissful sigh. “I can’t wait.”

“Well, congratulations,” I replied, with a smile of my own. “The way Pinkie talks about you and your husband, you’ll make great parents.”

“Thank you,” Mrs. Cake sighed as some of her tension disappeared. “You have no idea how much that calms the nerves.”

“Glad to help,” I replied. “So, was it all planned or…?”

“Oh, very much so,” Mrs. Cake replied, smiling to herself. “We’ve actually been trying for years now.”

“I don’t mean to pry, but was there a problem?” I asked with concern.

“Carrot… Carrot is unable to give me foals,” Mrs. Cake replied hesitantly with a heavy sigh. “When it didn’t seem to work the first time, we had some testing done and found out that he’s sterile.”

“I’m sorry to hear that,” I honestly replied, now slightly curious on how she was pregnant now while also uncomfortable to the fact that I was being told something so personal. “If you don’t mind me asking, how did you become pregnant then?”

“While looking for a way, we learned of a new process called “inception”,” Mrs. Cake replied a little bluntly. “Basically, they took some of my eggs and a sample from a donor and put it back in with hopes of it working.”

“And you both were okay with this?” I asked.

“Yes and no,” Mrs. Cake sighed, frowning deeply. “We both desperately wanted to be parents, but I didn’t want another stallion to have me, so this was our only option.”

“I understand what you’re saying,” I replied with a nod. “But congratulations either way. I’m sure you’re both excited.”

“Oh, if anypony is excited, it’s my Carrot,” Mrs. Cake giggled a little sadly. “He’s been doing everything he can to help me through it.”

“You sound worried though,” I noticed, pointing it out.

“A part of me can’t help but worry about him,” Mrs. Cake sighed, before looking back at me. “He doesn’t have any other family anymore and when he found out he couldn’t have a foal of his own… it almost crushed him.”

“Not to sound rude, but this sounds a bit personal,” I commented, not wanting to be pulled to deep into a situation I wasn’t meant to be in.

“Sorry, but I can’t help but worry that he’s pushing himself to make up for being unable to have his own,” Mrs. Cake began to sob, tuning to face me fully as tears streamed down her cheeks. “What if he leaves me because he can’t take it? What if he hurts himself or the foals or…”

“Mrs. Cake, stop NOW!” I interrupted firmly. “I’m positive that none of that will happen.”

“What do you know?!” the mare suddenly snapped, anger clear in her eyes. “You have no idea what we are going through!”

A part of me wanted to yell back, but I quickly pushed that aside, knowing it was the hormones at work.

“Actually,” I began in a calm voice, surprising the mare. “I do slightly understand what you’re going through.”

“What do you mean?” Mrs. Cake asked, calming by the moment.

“Because my dad was in the same boat in a way,” I replied. “The only difference being that I was already six months old when he actually met me and my mom.”

“But what does that have to do with this situation?” the mare asked, now more confused than angry.

“Because you’re worried about how, Carrot’s going to handle it,” I replied with a simple nod. “Being a father to foals that aren’t his.

“But if what I know about him is true, he will be a great father,” I assured her with a nod.

“But... did things ever change for you and him?” Mrs. Cake asked hesitantly, worry still in her eyes.

“If you’re asking if my dad ever treated me like anything else but a son, then no,” I replied with a nod and a smile. “Even when he had other children and when things got bad between him and my mom. He never treated me differently.”

“Why were they fighting?” Mrs. Cake asked with a tone of sadness.

“My mom was making some bad decisions and putting me and my siblings at risk,” I replied pushing the few memories I had from that time away. “But I really don’t think you’ll have those kinds of issues.”

For the next few minutes, Mrs. Cake stared off into the abyss with a confused look. But after a few more minutes, she gave me a slightly hesitant smile before shifting up and pulling me into a hug.

“Thank you, dearie,” Mrs. Cake softly sniffled, wiping the tears away with a hoof. “I’m sorry for snapping at you, but I’m just so worried.”

“It’s alright,” I replied as she released me. “You have every right to be wo-“

“Eep!” Mrs. Cake interrupted with a chirp, looking at me sheepishly afterwards. “S-sorry, one of them kicked.”

“So, you know that you’re having more than one?” I asked, sparing a quick glance to her large belly.

“Yes, twins actually,” Mrs. Cake smiled warmly while shifting to the side to show her full stomach, her tail covering everything below that. “Would you like to feel them kick, they’re a little active right now.”

“S-sure,” I hesitantly replied as I placed a hand carefully on the higher portion of her extended belly.

Mrs. Cake simply giggled before shifting my hand slightly lower than where I had placed it, causing a little more discomfort in me.

But after few moments, that feeling faded away as I felt the soft kicks from inside.

“Feels like a fighter,” I couldn’t help but smile as I removed my hand and stood up fully.

“We’ll see,” Mrs. Cake replied as she looked down at her own belly.

Giving the mare another smile, I continued with the massage, keeping the small talk light compared to what it had been.

“Well, that should be it for the massage and I can only hope I helped alleviate your stress instead of create any,” I nodded once finished, cleaning up a few things. “Is there anything you need?”

“You did plenty,” Mrs. Cake smiled before thinking for a moment. “But if you could, could you send my husband up. I’d like to talk to him.”

“Of course,” I smiled while picking up my bag and heading towards the exit. “And if anyone should give you any trouble, send them my way and I’ll set them strait for you.”

“I’ll be sure to remember that,” Mrs. Cake giggled as I left the room and quickly made my way back downstairs, finding the party already started.

“Huh, must have been up there longer than I thought,” I commented as a few fillies and colts rushed past me.

“T-that took a bit longer than expected,” Carrot Cake said as he made his way over to me, placing a tray of cookies down as he did.

Those poor cookies never stood a chance.

“It happens,” I replied while watching Sweetie Belle snag a cookie for herself before rushing under a nearby table, the small white filly not even sparing the tall human a glance. “It’s done though, but your wife wants to talk to you about something.”

“O-oh, thank you Chris,” Carrot Cake nodded as he began to walk past me.

“Hold on a second,” I quickly stopped him, drawing his attention. “I just wanted to say congratulations. I’m sure you’ll be an excellent father.”

“Thanks, that actually means a lot,” Carrot smiled before rushing away.

“Good afternoon,” Fluttershy greeted as she suddenly appeared at my side and nuzzling my hand, Twilight walking up beside her.

“Afternoon Flutters, Twilight,” I greeted the two, giving them a simple nod while giving Fluttershy’s ear a scratch. “What are you two doing here?”

“We came here for a snack and got dragged into a Pinkie Party,” Twilight giggled as she gave me a quick hug. “What about you?”

“Work,” I chuckled while giving a small shrug towards the stairs. “But I’m done now.”

“Do you have to go back?” Fluttershy asked shyly.

“Nope,” I replied with a smile. “Aloe and Lotus gave me the rest of the day off.”

“Then join the party!” Pinkie Pie chirped, joining our small group and offering us all drinks.

“Depends,” I started while taking one of the offered drinks. “There any alcohol in this?”

“Do you want there to be?” Pinkie asked as she pulled a small flask out of her tail and held it out for me.

“Pinkie, Chris, stop that! This is a party for a filly who just got her cutie mark,” Twilight chastised as she took the flask in her magic and gave it to a confused Fluttershy.

“Calm down, Twilight,” I chuckled while retrieving the flask from Flutters. “My family had alcohol at every party, child’s party or not. As long as no one goes overboard, everything should be fine.”

With that, I took a swig of the flask, surprised to find it to be moonshine whisky.

“It’s still not right,” Twilight huffed before walking off on her own.

“That’s going to bite me in the ass,” I sighed before handing the flask back to Pinkie.

“So, how was your day?” Fluttershy asked as Pinkie Pie bounced off.

“Same old, same old,” I commented, with a shrug. “You?”

“I spent some time at the library today with, Twilight,” Fluttershy bashfully smiled. “R-reading up on parenting.”

“You’re really looking forward to that, huh?” I asked, still not fully behind the idea.

“Yes,” Fluttershy sheepishly smiled. “Did the results come back for your compatibility?”

“I’ll check again tomorrow, but they said it should be possible,” I replied with a heavy sigh.

Back when I had first gone to the hospital to get an initial checkup, they had taken some samples as well. One was to see if I could possibly breed with a pony or any other creature on Equestria, but they hadn’t finished those tests yet.

“I hope it’s possible,” Fluttershy sighed as she looked at the playing foals.

“Even if it’s not, I bet there’s a spell or something that could help,” I replied with a shrug.

“What do you think it will be?!” Fluttershy suddenly gushed as she looked at me with wide eyes. “A filly or a colt? Will they be a Pegasus or an earth pony? I mean, you can use magic, so maybe even a unicorn!”

I just nodded my head and let the mare continue to rant. Whenever she got like this, she would go on for hours, showing all the excitement someone could about becoming a parent.

Suffice to say I was still trying to think of a way out of it without making her cry.

“Hey, Fluttershy,” I cut in after a few minutes of her muttering to herself.

“Y-yes?” the mare chirped.

“Is it summer break for foals?” I asked, remembering that Apple Bloom and the others were at school before coming to this party back in the show.

“Summer break was last month,” Fluttershy replied. “I know it’s different in some places, but here, foals get one month off during the summer. But we tend to have long breaks during the spring… for reasons.”

“Huh, weird,” I commented as I decided to go get a snack.

As I headed towards the snack tables I couldn’t help but notice Apple Bloom sneaking around wrapped in a small table cloth.

“Just use your magic!” I heard a small voice hissed as I reached the snack table.

“I can’t!” a different one squeaked back. “I’m not that good yet.”

I didn’t take me much to find the source of the voice’s coming from under the snack table. Specifically, two adventurous fillies.

“Or you could ask for some help,” I commented while taking a knee just beside the table.

“Ah!” came to squeaks from under the table.

“W-what was that?” I heard Scootaloo ask quietly.

“I don’t know, you should go look,” Sweetie Belle squeaked back.

“I’m not going, you go!” Scootaloo snapped back.

“No, you!”

“No, you!”

“You!”

“You!”

“I’m just gonna leave this right here,” I mumbled as I slid a plate full of snacks under the table cloth.

“Thank you!” both voices squeaked out as I stood to leave.

“Heh, cute,” I chuckled. Off to the side, I could see both Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon standing off to the side, talking to one another.

“Bah… it’d be rude not to at least congratulate the kid,” I sighed before heading over. Noticing me coming over, the fillies stopped talking about whatever it was they had been and stared at me with confused expressions.

“Silver, what the hay is that thing and why is it at my party?” Diamond asked her friend in a huff.

“Pinkie Pie invited me,” I replied, shocking the fillies and causing them to squeak in fright.

“Spoony, it can talk!” Diamond chirped as she used her friend as a meat shield.

“Don’t eat us!” Silver Spoon almost shrieked, drawing some worrying attention from some of the parents.

“I’m not here to eat you!” I quickly replied to the young fillies. “I just wanted to congratulate you on getting your cutie mark.”

“Oh!” Diamond suddenly said, pushing Silver away as she raised her head up high… by her standards.

“Well, it is a great cutie mark,” Diamond chirped as she looked back at her flank. Probably seeing past the weird purple saddle dress that covered her mark.

“Right…” I replied before looking around. “I said my piece, have a good day.”

“Rude,” Diamond huffed as I walked back over to the wallflower known as Fluttershy.

“That went as well as I thought it would,” I told the mare as I leaned against the wall next to her.

“Huh?” Fluttershy asked, probably having missed the confrontation from a moment ago.

“Nothing,” I shrugged as the scratching of a record drew our attention.

“Oh, no…” Apple Bloom mumbled as everyone there noticed her and her blank flank.

“Wow, that is an amazing cutie mark,” Silver Spoon giggled as she and Diamond Tiara made their way over to the fallen filly.

“Nice try blank flank!” Diamond began, her and her fellow bully finishing it off together.

Unfortunately, like with most children, a small chant began to fill the air as other foals began to giggle as well.

“You got a problem with blank flanks?!” Scootaloo’s voice suddenly called out over the crowd. From under the drink table, both her and Sweetie Belle crawled out with annoyed expressions.

“I said, you got a problem with blank flanks?!” Scootaloo repeated.

“The problem is, I mean, she's like, totally not special,” Silver Spoon replied snootily as the two others made their way over to Apple Bloom.

“No,” Sweetie Belle interjected. “It means she’s full of potential!”

“It means she can be anything!” Scootaloo added before adapting a mocking tone. “The possibilities are, like, endless.”

I simply watched as Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle continued to defend Apple Bloom from the bullies. It was quite endearing and I couldn’t help but smile.

“Uh… did I miss something?” Carrot asked as he walked into the room as Twilight began to add her piece.

“Just fillies learning the way of life,” I replied as I watched.

“Oh…” Carrot replied, sounding uncomfortable.

“Something I can help you with?” I asked as I noticed Fluttershy wander off towards the others. A part of me couldn’t help but wonder where Applejack had been hiding as she joined the group.

“Cup said she told you everything… you know, about the pregnancy and all that,” Carrot replied while looking slightly ashamed.

“Let’s take this conversation somewhere else, okay?” I quickly offered, pointing towards the kitchen.

“Right, right,” Carrot nodded as he led the way into their kitchen.

“So,” I began once the doors closed behind us. “What do you want to talk about?”

“I-I don’t feel comfortable with you knowing everything,” Carrot replied as he took a seat by the wall of stoves they had.

“Understandable,” I replied with a nod, taking a seat on the island. “But if you’re worried about me telling others, I would never share something so personal.”

“Uh… thanks?” Carrot replied, looking confused now. “Wasn’t expecting that answer.”

“That sounded a little like an insult…” I mumbled to myself before letting out a big sigh.

“So, is that it or…” I began, motioning for him to continue if he had anything.

“Is it true?” Carrot blurted out, looking uncomfortable again. “I mean, about how your father wasn’t your father?”

“He was my dad, though and through,” I replied with a nod. “He raised me like his own and never treated me differently.”

“But do you really think I could do that?” Carrot asked as he took his hat off and began to roll it up in his hooves.

“I think you’ll do great,” I nodded.

What followed was exactly seven minutes of silence between us.

I know this because I could count the seconds.

“I’m going back out there,” I commented while jumping back to my feet.

“C-can we hang out some time?” Carrot suddenly asked, stopping me in my tracks before I could leave.

“Uh… sure,” I nodded. “We’ll go get some drinks or something when you got some free time.”

“Uh… that sounds awesome,” Carrot replied in an uncomfortable voice. “Dude?”

“Don’t quite your day job, Carrot,” I chuckled as I left the room.

“What were you doing in the kitchen?” Pinkie immediately asked me as I entered the large room, giving me a cute glare and pout. “You weren’t trying to steal my secret stash of dark chocolate again, were you?”

“Not this time, Pinks,” I chuckled, messing with the mare’s mane. “I miss anything else?”

“Nope-ity-nope-nope!” Pinkie giggled before hopping off into the kitchen.

“Afternoon, Mr. Chris,” Apple Blooms voice chirped, drawing my attention to her and her two new friends.

“Good afternoon Apple Bloom,” I nodded to the filly and her friends. “You here to introduce your new friends?”

“Yep,” Apple Bloom nodded as she let the two others step forward. “This is Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo.”

“H-hello,” Sweetie Belle squeaked, looking a little nervous as her duel colored mane bounced.

“What the hay are you supposed to be?” Scootaloo asked, her wings buzzing a little.

“Scootaloo!?” Both Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle reprimanded.

“It’s alright,” I chuckled while taking a knee to be less imposing to the small fillies. “I’m Chris, a human and one of Ponyville’s newest residents.”

“What the hay is a hue-man?” Scootaloo asked bluntly.

“What I am,” I chuckled back.

“My sister talks about you a lot you know,” Sweetie Belle commented, looking less nervous.

“Rarity, right?” I asked, getting a shocked nod from the filly. “She talks about you a lot too.”

“Lies! Whatever she said, I didn’t do it!” Sweetie Belle quickly blurted back with an embarrassed glow, earning giggles and chuckles from the rest of us.

“Howdy, Chris,” Applejack greeted as she made her way to our side of the room. “What’s so funny?”

“Just meeting Apple Bloom’s new friends,” I commented while standing back up.

“They tell y’all about their little group yet?” Applejack asked with a smirk.

“N-no…” I replied, an odd feeling of uncertainty beginning to build in my stomach. “Why?”

“Cause mah sister says we need sup… uh sup-ah-vision,” Apple Bloom replied with a frown before adapting a look of cute determination and stomping with a hoof. “But we don’t need one cause we’re big ponies.”

“Its supervision, and yah do,” Applejack replied, looking down at her sister. “If y’all do even half the things ah did at yer age, ah’d rather have somepony there to stop the fires before they even start.”

“So, will you do it?” Sweetie Belle asked, looking up at me with big gleaming eyes along with Apple Bloom. Scootaloo just seemed to glare at me unamused.

“Uh… heh, give me a sec,” I offered with forced chuckle before grabbing one of Applejack’s hooves and dragging her over to the side.

“What the hay?!” Applejack groaned as we stopped just outside of hearing distance for the fillies.

“You cannot be serious about this?!” I asked in a harsh whisper, knowing full well what kind of destruction those three would cause. I did not want to be the one getting pointed at when these things happened.

“Look, ah just don’t want mah sister getting hurt and you’re the only one that could do this,” Applejack replied with a sigh. “Workin the farm takes all of mah and Big Mac’s attention, Rainbow would probably just get em hurt, Rarity would probably bore them tah death, Pinkie would give em too much sugar, Twilight runs the library and does her fancy research and Fluttershy would just have em sit there and do nothin.”

“But I also have a job,” I replied firmly, an image of me covered in tree sap flashing through my mind.

“And y’all are usually done by the time school gets out and Fluttershy says you don’t work much durin the weekends,” Applejack replied with a smirk. “It was actually Fluttershy that recommended you and ah think it’s a good idea mahself.”

“Seriously though?” I groaned, standing at full height and rubbing the back of my head in agitation.

“How about if ah make it worth your while?” Applejack replied with a small purr, before indicating for me to come closer. Leaning down, I was slightly surprised when Applejack removed her hat and held it up in a way to prevent other ponies from seeing us speak.

“Y’all do this,” Applejack began, breathing huskily into my ear and filling my nostrils with a mixture of grass and apples. “And ah’ll show ya why earth pony mares are known for their stamina.

“Whenever ya want…” Applejack purred, nibbling at my earlobe before pulling back with a seductive smirk.

“Uh…” I muttered, earning a giggle from the mare. I could only watch in a stupor as Applejack replaced her hat and began to make her way back to the fillies, flicking her tail and giving me a wink in the process.

“When the fuck did I suddenly become attractive?” I asked myself quietly before walking back over to the group.

Velvet had actually warned me about this kind of thing happening. The closer ponies were as friends, the more likely it was that they would be drawn towards the herd.

“Okay,” I clapped, drawing the fillies’ attention. “Looks like I’m in charge of your little crusade now.”

“Crusade?” Scootaloo questioned turning to her new friends.

“That’s it!” Apple Bloom proclaimed with a look of realization. “The Cutie Mark Crusaders!”

“It’s perfect!” Sweetie Belle agreed as Scootaloo nodded.

“Oh crap!” I muttered, quickly covering my ears.

“CUTIE MARK CRUSADERS YAY!” the three fillies shouted, drawing the entire rooms attention.

“Excuse me! But could you not shout stupid things at my party!?” Diamond Tiara called out, rubbing her ears.

“And ah think we’ve over stayed our welcome,” Applejack replied, shaking her head slightly before looking down at the three embarrassed fillies. “It’s getting late and ah still got some chores to finish on the farm.”

“But sis… what about the crusade?” Apple Bloom moaned.

“We’ll figure everything out on Saturday, okay?” I offered. “Why don’t you three go and make a list of ideas.”

“Okay!” the three fillies announced happily before rushing away and out of the bakery.

“That was easier than I thought,” I shrugged before looking at a chuckling Applejack. “I guess I’ll see yah later?”

“I should be free tomorrow evenin’,” Applejack smirked. “Be at the barn bah eight and I’ll show ya just how much ah appreciate yer help.”

“This is what my life is now,” I mumbled as the mare took her leave, flashing me another wink before anyone could see.

“So, you accepted Applejack’s offer?” Fluttershy suddenly asked, causing me to jump in fright before looking back at her.

“Holy cow, Flutters, give a guy a heart attack,” I sighed, holding my chest while my nerves calmed down.

“O-oh… I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you,” Fluttershy meekly replied as she looked down in shame.

“No, it’s okay Fluttershy,” I assured the mare, kneeling down and cupping her cheek and stealing a quick kiss. “You just surprised me is all my little ninja.”

“O-oh…” Fluttershy blushed as she looked a little better. “So… did you accept Applejack’s offer?”

“This was all part of your big all master plan, huh?” I asked with a slight smirk.

“I-I d-don’t know wha-what you’re talking about…” Fluttershy offered with a sheepish smile.

“Sure, you don’t,” I chuckled, stealing another kiss. “My scheming little ninja.”

“I-I-I go-gotta go feed my animals,” Fluttershy chirped before rushing away with a cute blush.

“I am so calling her that from now on,” I chuckled to myself before deciding to grab a snack.

“…but why lemon?” Carrot Cake asked as he sat across from me. While eating my snack, Mr. Cake ended up starting another conversation with me as the party slowly died down.

“I think it’s better than pepper,” I replied, wiping my face. “It’s something my mom apparently did and with the fact that you ponies’ walk around on your hooves, it’ll probably be a good idea.”

“Thanks, Chris, I’ll be sure to remember that,” Carrot nodded, taking a sip of the coffee in front of him.

“No, prob,” I nodded, taking a look around. Just about everyone was gone with the exception of Mr. Cake and Pinkie Pie.

And a frowning Diamond Tiara.

“Huh, what’s she still doing here?” I asked pointing over towards the filly that sat at a different table. She currently sat alone, frowning slightly while looking over some of her gifts.

“I guess her parents haven’t come to pick her up yet,” Mr. Cake offered with a slightly worried look.

“That’s pretty messed up,” I commented, earning a confused look from Carrot. “I mean, isn’t a cutie whatever this thing is, a really important thing in a foal’s life?”

“Defiantly,” Carrot replied with a large smile. “One of the proudest moments in a foal and parents life. I’ve already got the twin’s planned!”

“Then why aren’t either of her parents here?” I asked, a little disgusted with the two unaccounted for ponies. It was parents like that, that lead to child delinquency.

At least, that was my opinion.

“It’s to be expected unfortunately,” Carrot sighed, shaking his head. “I hear Mr. Rich is always out of town on meetings and… well, my wife just says that his wife is a “spoiled little whorse”.”

“I believe it,” I sighed while looking outside and seeing the sky outside darkening. “But I think I’ll help the kid get home with her gifts. I also want to see what fucked up reason her parents have for not being here.”

“Uh… are you sure that’s a good idea?” Carrot asked with obvious concern. “Talking to her parents, I mean.”

“Wouldn’t you want someone to talk to you?” I asked.

“I don’t even want to be in that kind of situation,” Carrot replied with a frown.

“Exactly,” I replied while standing up. “Catch yah later Carrot.”

“See you later,” Carrot replied with a polite wave, watching as I walked up to the lone filly.

“What do you want, monkey?” Diamond huffed almost instantly, glaring at me.

“Simply wanted to help you get your things home,” I replied, not letting her insult affect me.

“I don’t need help from some kind of mutated monkey,” Diamond replied before looking back at her pile of gifts. The pile wasn’t that big, but it did stand a little taller than the filly in total.

“It’s no trouble at all,” I replied with a forced smile. “Wouldn’t want you to mess up your pretty dress.”

“Huh, I guess that makes sense,” Diamond replied in her snooty voice. “Very well, monkey. Carry my presents; I need to get home before dinner.”

“Right…” I sighed about to pick all the gifts up at once.

“Here yah go,” Pinkie chirped, popping up from behind me and offering me some empty bags. “These should help.”

“Thanks, Pinks,” I replied before carefully putting all the random trinkets and gifts into the bags. “See yah.”

“Bye bye!” Pinkie giggled as I made my way outside, Diamond waiting outside with an irritated look.

“Let’s go already,” Diamond groaned. “I have school in the morning.”

“Lead the way,” I replied, trying to remain civil.

“Right!” Diamond replied in a huff before walking in the direction of her home. “And if I see you looking at my flank, I’ll scream.”

“Yes, mein fuhrer,” I replied, gritting my teeth at that comment. If anything, I at least had to commend her for having something of a plan.

For a while, the two of us walked through town. While I would give the passing ponies a friendly smile and the occasional wave, Diamond continued forward, barley passing a glance at any passing ponies.

I tried to start a conversation every few minutes, but it usually ended quickly with her calling me ‘monkey’.

Soon enough though, we were walking up to a large mansion on the outer edge of town. I had passed by it once or twice, but in a place like Ponyville, it was that ugly zit on the face of a super model.

“Nice place,” I commented as we walked up to the front door.

“Yeah, whatever,” Diamond grumbled back, her tone sounding saddened. Without saying anything else, she threw the door open and walked in.

“I’m home!” Diamond called before muttering under her breath something I barely caught. “Not like anypony cares.”

“Welcome home little miss,” a refined male voice replied before a brown unicorn stallion walked in wearing a black suit top. “How was your day?”

“Just get my bags from the monkey!” Diamond huffed before disappearing from sight in the house.

“Thank you for walking the little miss home,” the obvious butler said as he turned to me, completely unfazed when seeing me.

“No problem,” I replied, allowing the stallion to take the bags. “But are either of her parent’s home? I’d like to talk to them.”

“I’m sorry to say that Mr. Rich is out of town on business,” the butler replied as the bags disappeared into the home as well.

“And Mrs. Rich?” I asked.

“She is currently busy,” the butler replied, a little too fast if I had to say so.

It took me only one second to notice two distinct smells. One was that of perfume and the second was that of a mare.

I was actually becoming very familiar with that one.

“Look, I don’t give a fuck what happens behind your doors or whatever it is the two of you have going on,” I began in a harsh whisper, the stallion’s eyes going slightly wider. “But I would like to talk to Mrs. Rich, thank you.”

“I will be right back,” the stallion replied, slightly gritting his teeth before turning and wondering away, leaving the door open.

A few minutes later, a very irritated, dark pink mare showed up and glared at me, light jewelry reflecting some of the light from the home.

“This had better be important, monkey,” Mrs. Rich almost growled. I couldn’t help but noticed her slightly ruffled appearance and the familiar smells as well.

“Merely wanted to make sure everything was alright Mrs. Rich,” I replied putting on a forced smile. “When no one showed up for your daughter’s cutie mark party, I got worried that something had happened.”

“Well, as you can see, everything is fine,” Mrs. Rich replied in her own snooty voice. “Now if you will excuse me, I have very important things to handle.”

“Like your butler’s dick?” I asked before I could stop myself.

The following moments were so silent, that you could hear a piece of hay fall all the way from Sweet Apple Acers.

“You should know that I don’t take well to false accusations,” Mrs. Rich growled, looking up at me with a glare that could kill. “Especially, ones coming from an uneducated monkey.”

“You’re right, that was uncalled for,” I replied, gritting my teeth in agitation. “For that, I apologize, but I would still like to voice my complaint at you not going to your daughter’s party.”

“And its noted,” Mrs. Rich growled. “Now get off my property before I have you arrested, Monkey!”

“Whatever bitch,” I replied under my breath as I turned to leave. Feeling a rush of wind hit my back as the door was slammed closed.

“You really are stupid, aren’t you?” Diamond’s voice called, drawing my attention to an upper window. The filly was looking down at me, her dress and tiara gone.

“Sorry,” I replied looking up at the filly. “But congratulations once again.”

“Thank you,” Diamond replied, actually giving a smile. “Have a nice night, Mr. Christopher.”

“You as well Miss Tiara,” I replied, watching the filly close the window and disappear.

“At least she didn’t call me monkey that time,” I mumbled, finally deciding to head home.

I just stared at Nurse Redheart, my mind a mix of shock and confusion. The shocking information she told me continually repeating in my head.

“All… all of them?” I squeaked out.

“At least the ones we normally test for,” Redheart replied with a sheepish smile, her eyes looking at everything but me.

“But my chromosome count should be-“

“It’s undefinable,” Redheart interrupted hoofing me the small clipboard she had. Unfortunately, I didn’t really understand anything that it had.

“When we realized that we couldn’t get a defined count, we did a few more test and every test we performed came back positive,” Redheart began. “Apparently, something inside the samples we took kept shifting to work with the other samples.”

“Pony?” I asked.

“It was the first one we checked and yes,” Redheart nodded.

“Gryphon?”

“Yes, so be careful during the fall season with miss Gilda, that’s the general time frame that a gryphoness can become pregnant outside of laying an egg and having it fertilized.”

“Diamond Dog?” I asked out of shock, filing what the nurse just said about Gryphon mating to look into at another time.

“We did that one as joke, but it’s also possible,” Redheart replied before taking a deep breath. “Cow, Buffalo, Zebra, Saddle Arabian Horse, Changeling…”

“Wait, you know what a Changeling is?” I couldn’t help but interrupt.

“They have a small ‘hive’ as they call it, out in the Badlands, nopony knows where though,” Nurse Redheart replied with a slightly uncomfortable shrug.

I quickly and silently decided to file that away for later, especially since I had yet to find any written record of Changelings existing and a lump on my head was proof that I wasn’t allowed to talk to the girls about them at all.

“The test only stopped proving positive when we started working with non-sentient species. We also couldn’t test for Dragon or Alicorn, since one we have almost no information on and the other has their medical records sealed; and when I tried to get permission to do the test… the response I got back was ‘If that idiot comes anywhere near me or my sister with those kind of intentions, I will personally cut off his balls’.”

“Yeah… Princess Celestia doesn’t like me that much,” I replied with a sigh, both from Celestia’s reply and the new information. “Jeez that’s a lot to take at once.”

“You did ask for the truth,” Redheart replied with a sympathetic look. “Look at the bright side though, Fluttershy’s going to be ecstatic.”

“At least someone’s going to be…” I mumbled under my breath.

“Just because we can, doesn’t mean we are doofus,” Gilda groaned while laying back down on the couch. After a full day of work, I had returned home to get changed before telling Fluttershy the news and ended up finding Gilda first.

“Not saying we are,” I replied with a shrug. “Just thought you should know… and can you really get pregnant without laying an egg?”

“Yes,” Gilda groaned, a small blush appearing on her face. “And don’t ask me how it’s possible because I don’t know and don’t want to know because it. Isn’t. Happening… at least not for a few years.”

“What was that?” I asked, missing that last part.

“Just get out of here!” Gilda yelled, throwing a pillow at me. “I gotta take my mid afternoon nap.”

“And we trust individuals like you with our weather?” I chuckled, dodging another pillow as I rushed out of the house, cackling like a mad man.

“Hey, Chris! Wait up!” I heared Spike call out as I was quickly rushing away from the house.

“Sup little dude,” I said as the little guy rushed up to my side panting slightly.

“How was school?” I asked out of instinct.

“I-I don’t go to school,” Spike replied both confused and a little saddened. “Twilight and Princess Celestia taught me almost everything I know and apparently, I’m too smart for school now.”

“Just because your ‘too smart’, doesn’t mean you shouldn’t go,” I replied with a frown. “Look, how about I talk to Twilight about getting you enrolled after I talk to Fluttershy about something, okay?”

“Really?!” Spike smiled hopefully, rushing me and giving me a surprising hug. “T-totally, that would be awesome. Thanks, Chris.”

“No prob, Spike,” I replied picking the little guy up and placing him on my right shoulder. He wasn’t that heavy anyways.

“So, is this thing you have to talk to Fluttershy about, about your compatibility?” Spike asked, surprising me once again.

I was beginning to think that Twilight talked a little too openly around Spike.

“Yeah,” I replied, deciding not to look at the little drake. “Apparently, I’m compatible with all sentient species on Equis. The only ones they couldn’t test were dragon and Alicorn.”

“But if you tried, do you think you could?” Spike asked.

“Knowing my luck… yes.” I replied defeatedly as Fluttershy’s cottage came into view.

“Wow…” Spike breathed, a slightly shocked look in his eyes. “So… you’re going to be a dad?”

“If Fluttershy gets her way,” I replied, stopping just before the bride in front of the mare’s house. “I don’t think I’m ready for it yet though.”

“I’m sure you’ll do great, Chris,” Spike replied, patting my head reassuringly. “You’re awesome!”

“Thanks Spike,” I chuckled before continuing forward. “But I should also apologize too.”

“What? Why?” Spike asked, a small tinge of fear creeping into his voice. “I-I don’t remember you doing anything wrong.”

“I haven’t… yet.” I replied, smirking slightly as we reached the door. “I just wanted to warn you before using you as a shield.”

“Wait… what?!”

“I said I was sorry,” I chuckled, ruffling Spike’s head while sitting on the display in the middle of the library. “Besides, I warned you that I was going to use you as a shield.”

“Still surprised on how strong her grip is,” Spike mumbled as Twilight reentered the room with several books from her room.

“I’m surprised that she let either of you go,” Twilight giggled as she set the books down next to me before shoving me off of the desk with a slight frown. “I heard her squeal from here.”

“I’m sure they heard it up in Canterlot,” I replied with a chuckle, sitting on the ground instead. “She also zipped off saying something about her mom.”

“I’m still surprised at the results,” Twilight replied as she began looking through one of the books she had brought down. I couldn’t read the title fully, but it looked to be a book on biology. Why it was in her room and not the main library, I preferred to ignore. “I think it could be a great subject to study. Just think of the accomplishments!”

“Another time Sparkle butt,” I interrupted, closing the book on her. “Luna wants me to work on my energy transference and I also wanted to talk to you about Spike.”

“Uhg, what did you do this time?” Twilight groaned as she looked down at the small dragon.

“What? I didn’t do anything!” Spike replied defiantly. “I think…”

“He didn’t do anything wrong,” I replied. “I just wanted to talk to you about sending him to school.”

“Spike’s too smart for school,” Twilight instantly replied with a wave of her hoof. “He was tested at a university grade level just before we left Canterlot.”

“While that’s impressive, it’s still a very important aspect of childhood,” I replied, looking down at Spike. The young drake simply looked down at his feet, staying silent. “Celestia sent you here to learn about friendship and school is one of the leading places for finding and making friends.”

“So, I need to go back to school?!” Twilight bellowed out in a fit of fear. “B-but I-I’m too old… and what about…”

“I meant for Spike,” I quickly interrupted, placing a finger on the mare’s lips. “He’s gotta make some friends too yah know.”

“O-oh! I’m sorry Spike, I didn’t even think…” Twilight began, scooping the small dragon up in a hug.

“I-its o-okay T-Twilight!” Spike wheezed as the mare crushed him in her hug.

“No, it’s not okay Spike,” Twilight replied as she sat him down. “Chris is right, even though your smarter than most, school is still a very important part of social development.”

“So, can I go?” Spike asked, looking at Twilight hopefully.

“I’ll talk to the local teacher this weekend,” Twilight replied with a caring smile. “The classes are more generalized here compared to Canterlot though.”

“I-I don’t mind!” Spike proudly replied. “Thanks Twilight, thanks Chris!”

With that, Spike rushed away with a large smile on his face, disappearing towards his and Twilight’s room.

“I only hope it doesn’t end like last time,” Twilight sighed, drawing my attention.

“What do you mean?” I asked, a little concerned.

“Soon after Spike could walk and talk properly, Princess Celestia thought it would be a good idea to send him to school,” Twilight explained. “He said he loved it, but…”

“What he saw and what actually happened were two different things?” I offered, making an assumption.

“The teachers basically ignored him and the other foals wouldn’t go anywhere near him,” Twilight sighed. “Princess Celestia got worried when several petitioners came to her to have Spike removed from school. A few days later, Spike was pulled out, but the Princess never told me why.”

“Well, I’m sure things will be different here,” I offered, carefully putting a hand on the mare’s shoulder. “As we’ve both seen, once they get past the initial shock, everyone here in Ponyville can be pretty accepting.”

“I hope so,” Twilight replied as she leaned against me. “He really likes you though, it’s kind of surprising.”

“I’m a likable guy,” I replied, kissing the top of the mare’s head.

“We should get to work,” Twilight sighed as she nuzzled under my chin.

“In a minute or two,” I replied, pulling the mare into a hug. “I kinda wanna just sit here for a moment.”

“I do too,” Twilight replied. “Which is surprising since I would usually rather read a book.”

“So, I’m better than a book?” I asked.

“Not by much,” the mare chuckled back.

“I should work on Blinking next,” I groaned out while walking towards the Apple family homestead, the sun having set over an hour ago. Even though I ran with Rainbow Dash most mornings, I still couldn’t help but complain when I had to walk long distances.

Like to Applejack’s house.

Which resulted in rare, but long, visits.

“Heya, Chris!” a young joy filled voice called out as I made it to the farm house. A few lights showing that the inhabitants were still awake.

“Hi, Apple Bloom,” I greeted as the young filly rushed towards me, a large smile on her face and a piece of paper in her mouth. “What’s that?”

“Its mah list,” Apple Bloom replied as I took the piece of paper from her. “Its aint finished yet though.”

“I can see that,” I mumbled back, looking the list over. While it was a little hard to read the chicken scratch known as a foal’s writing, I still couldn’t help but sigh when I noticed that half of her ideas involved either power tools or explosives.

“Me and the others got all kinds ah ideas!” Apple Bloom replied with a smile. “This is gonna be so much fun.”

“I’m sure it will,” I replied as I gave the paper back to Apple Bloom, the young filly rushing away moments after.

The moment she entered the house though, Big Mac came out.

And he didn’t look all to happy.

“Kinda hoped you wouldn’t ah shown up,” Big Mac grumbled as he stood in front of me.

“Uh… what?” I asked, now slightly worried.

“Ah know why yer here, Granny does too,” Big Mac replied.

“L-look, I only showed up cause if I didn’t, Applejack would of…”

“Ah don’t care about that,” Big Mac interrupted with a groan. “Mah sister is a grown mare and can be with whoever she wants tou be. What ah want yah ta understand, is that if you hurt her in any way, they won’t be findin you.”

“Right… got it,” I replied, not daring to speak back. Watching the stallion on a show and standing right in front of him were two completely different things, and he was a lot bigger in person.

“She’s in the barn,” Big Mac replied, nodding toward the building behind the house. “Just try tah keep it down. Apple Bloom don’t need to hear anything and Granny needs her sleep.”

“Right…” I replied dumbly, watching as the stallion turned and wondered back to the house, grumbling the whole time.

“I really hope this kind of thing stops soon,” I couldn’t help but grumble while wondering towards the barn.

Once there, I took a look around. Aside from the lights from the house, there was no other sources and the only sound were those of some cicadas.

“Uh… Applejack?” I quietly called, calmly entering the barn. It was pitch black inside, but the little feeling in the back of my head told me that someone was there.

The moment I fully entered the barn, the door behind me slammed shut, causing me to jump forward in fright. Once I touched back down, I immediately found my feet ripped out from under me.

“Holy shit!” I called out as I felt myself rising into the air and being hung upside down.

“Whoever is out there, I know magic and don’t know how to control it when freaked out!” I blubbered out as I began to swing around blindly.

“Well, well, well,” I heard Applejack’s voice say from the darkness. “Now what kinda critter have ah caught sneaking into mah barn?”

With that, a lamp suddenly flared to life, surprisingly filling the entire area, revealing a shocking sight.

*Sex Start*

“Mah, mah, now would ya look at this,” Applejack cooed as she walked towards me, her hat now replaced with a thin black night gown, a matching pair of panties could be seen hugging her flanks through the thin fabric.

“What the hell AJ?!” I blurted out, trying my best to look away from the mare’s swaying flanks.

“And what a mouth its got on it,” Applejack grinned with half laden eyes. “Maybe it should keep it shut.”

“Wait… is this how you get off?” I asked as the mare brushed past me, flicking my face with her tail.

“Just go with this hun, ah need this,” Applejack quickly begged before going back into character. “Now, ya’ll wanna tell me why you were sneakin into mah barn?”

“Uh… I came for some apples?” I replied, starting to get slightly light headed.

“Shut it!” Applejack suddenly snapped, glaring at me. “Ya’ll come in here expecten to take mah families livelihood?”

“Uh…no?” I replied, giving an upside-down shrug.

“And it’s a liar,” Applejack replied with a huff before turning away, giving me a perfect view of her very large flank. “Now what to do with ya?”

“Uh… let me go?” I offered back.

“Ya’ll are really bad at this sugarcube,” Applejack sighed, slipping out of character for a moment. “Could ya’ll at least act like a predator or somthin?”

“I’ll try, if that’s what you want,” I offered, my head starting to spin now.

“Good, now then,” Applejack replied before slipping back into character. “Maybe Big Mac’s got an idea on what to do with this varmint.”

“So, getting your brother to do the dirty work?” I voiced, saying the only thing that could come to mind. “Just like a mare, making a stallion do all the heavy lifting.”

“Now, see here yah no good varmint!” Applejack snapped, turning back to me with a glare, a very small smirk on her face revealing that I was heading in the right direction. “Just cause ah got ta get mah brother, don’t mean ah won’t be makin sure you get what’s coming as well.”

“But why do you gotta get him in the first place?” I asked with my own smirk. “Afraid you cant deal with me on your own. Too weak to handle me?”

“Aint nopony callin me weak, yah no good critter,” Applejack growled, drawing close to my face with her own. “If ya’ll thi-“

I didn’t let Applejack finish whatever she was going to say, grabbing her head and taking her lips with my own in a Spiderman kiss before she could finish. As expected, I got a fleeting taste of apple before the mare pulled away with a shocked and disgusted look.

“Yah no good filthy varmit!” Applejack snapped as she glared at me. “Ah’ll show you what happened when ya insult an apple family mare.”

I watched as Applejack stormed off towards a side of the barn where I could see some tight rope leading up into the darkness.

“Crap,” I grumbled as I realized what was about to happen.

With a flick of her hoof, the rope came undone and I crashed to the ground, just missing my head, and before I could recover, the mare pounced on my, using all her wait to keep me down.

Or so she thought.

“I’ll just take care of ya ma- wha!” Applejack began, calling out as I quickly threw her off of me and switched positions on her. She quickly began to attempt and buck me off of her, but with a little know how and magic, I instead began to tie her up with the same rope she had used on me.

“Now would you look at that,” I chuckled as I finished tying her front and back hooves together. The knot wasn’t that good or that tight, but it seemed to be enough for her. “Tables have turned now, haven’t they?”

“W-wait!” Applejack quickly shouted, obviously falling out of character. “The safe word is “Pear”.”

“Your one strange mare Applejack,” I chuckled before indicating for the mare to get back into character.

“Ya no good piece ah manure!” Applejack growled. “Just you wait till ah get free! I’ll have you realizing that you messed with the wrong apple.”

“Really now?” I asked, leaning over the bound mare with a devious smirk. I couldn’t help but trace her very obvious curves with my eyes, slowly trailing my fingertips across her side.

“Get those filthy things off ah me!” Applejack snapped, trying to wiggle away.

But I didn’t let her, grabbing both sides firmly while making sure to watch out for her legs.

“Pretty stubborn,” I growled, pressing my weight into the mare, one hand traveling down to her flank and the other to her throat, making sure to not put too much pressure on the former. “I can work that outta ya.”

“N-now j-just wait a minute here,” Applejack began to stutter with a large blush, shifting herself to press into my hands more firmly. “Y-ya’ll b-best be letting me go or-“

“Or what?” I interrupted, drawing in close to the mare’s face, my nostrils being filled with the smell of grass and apples as I allowed my hand on her flank to rub and grip the well-developed muscles. “Cause I’m the one in power right now.”

“L-look, maybe w-we got off on the wrong hoof?” Applejack asked as she tried to pull her face away from mine while keeping the pressure on her throat.

“I don’t think so!” I snapped back, taking my hand off her throat and grabbing her snout, forcing her to look at me. My other hand proceeded to slip inside her gown and grabbed the edge of her panties, slowly pulling them down.

While her eyes became a mix of fear and anger, I couldn’t help but feel her smirk under my hand.

“You owe me pony,” I growled, bearing my teeth as I pulled her panties to her knees. Almost immediately, a heavy smell mixed in with the apple and grass, causing my head to swim. “And I know the perfect way for you to make it up to me.”

“Mmph!” Applejack tried to growl out, trying harder to escape.

“Don’t even- wait hold on a second… pear?” I said, releasing the mare’s snout.

“Aw come on now?!” Applejack groaned. “I’m more turned on than a young mare going through her first heat.”

“I just wanted to know if you wanted me to hit you, because its looking like that,” I replied, a little uncomfortably.

“Yes! I’m a big mare, I can take a hit or two,” Applejack snapped back with a real glare. “Now get back to taking me like the predator you are or I’ll-“

“Shut it, you!” I snapped, slapping the mare lightly, but making it look like it was harder. “From this point on, that mouth only opens when I want it to open.”

“Buck you!” Applejack growled, taking a nip at my hand.

“Oh, I’m gonna like breaking that stubborn mouth of yours in,” I growled with a smirk, earning wide eyes from the mare.

Before the mare could respond, I got off of her and began to drag her to one of the barn’s stalls.

“Just were you belong,” I smiled as I used some extra rope to tie her to a post by her neck.

“Now, if you promise not to attack me, I might be inclined to untie your legs,” I offered with another smirk.

“L-listen, maybe we can talk about this?” Applejack offered, using her tail to cover herself while also wagging the tip to spread her scent.

“That wasn’t the kind of answer, I wanted,” I frowned while walking around her, working off my pants and undergarments in the process and freeing my erection. “Now you’re just going to be even more uncomfortable.”

“Don’t ya dare do what I think yer ab-“

“How many times do I have to tell you to shut up!” I snapped, taking a knee just above her head and grabbing her snout. “I’m the one in charge here, me!”

While the mare continued to glare at me with defiant eyes, her tail began to wag more furiously as I finally noticed her surprisingly large teats.

“I’m going to give you one more chance at getting your hooves untied and I want either a yes or a no,” I offered. “Now which is it?”

For a few moments, Applejack just continued to glare at me, her eyes shifting to my manhood several times before giving a quick nod.

“Good,” I smiled, removing my hand from her snout and beginning to untie her hooves, making sure to dig my thumbs into the frogs as I worked.

“Pear,” Applejack moaned suddenly as I finished untying her hooves. “Ah just wanted to say that ah love having mah hooves rubbed.”

“I’ll be sure to remember that,” I smiled before getting back into character with the mare. “Now get on your stomach!”

“Make me!” the mare growled back, spitting in my face.

“You bitch!” I growled back, grabbing the mare’s snout and forcing it to the side, causing her to roll with it.

At first, I expected her to push forward and attack, but she became surprisingly submissive at this point while keeping the glare in her eyes.

“Now then,” I began, smirking as I dragged her face to my stiff cock.

Her eyes seemed to double in size as she stared at it, a slight glaze coving them as she took in several deep breaths through her nose. Her warm exhales causing my cock to twitch slightly.

“I’m sure I don’t need to tell you what to do,” I smirked, grabbing the back of the mare’s head while releasing her snout.

“A-ah a-aint gonna…” the mare breathed, pressing her snout against the underside of my dick without me even forcing her too.

“Such a weak pony,” I chuckled as the mare reached forward with her front hooves and carefully bent my cock so the tip could enter her mouth.

With a heavy moan, the mare pressed forward, taking me to the base in one motion, her hooves switching to my inner thighs.

I could only groan out in bliss as the mare began to lose herself in the following bobbing motions. She was so lost in her own world, that she didn’t even notice when I released her head as she continued to take as much of me as possible.

But the thing that really got me was the hungry look she had in her eyes. Her green pearls staring up at me filled with lust.

Soon enough, I felt the familiar pressure begin to build and relayed that to the mare by grabbing her head and preventing her from pulling as far back as she had been.

“Gurk!” Applejack chocked as I released inside her throat, forcing everything I had down into her stomach. The stall we were in was now flooded with her musky smell as I couldn’t help but notice her slow hip gyrations.

“That’s a good mare,” I sighed blissfully as I allowed her to remove herself, watching her swallow before coughing a bit.

“Th-they didn’t say it’d be so salty,” Applejack breathed, her slightly glazed eyes still looking at me.

“You forgot to say pear,” I couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Buck the pear!” Applejack snapped, jumping forward and throwing me to my back as she landed on my chest, the rope around her neck having slipped loose. Moments later, Applejack’s mouth connected with mine as I felt the mare grind her dripping crotch against the tip of my re-hardening cock.

“Now then,” Applejack grinned as she pulled away from my face. I couldn’t help but gulp as the mare pulled off her panties the rest of the way before placing them on my face with a devious grin, the crotch was soaked with her juices and a small bit made it into my mouth and tasting distinctively of hard cider.

“Rut me,” Applejack moaned as she slowly sank backwards, slowly taking me into her. My hands quickly found their place on the mare’s flanks as she hilted me.

“Ah hope yer ready,” Applejack moaned, staring down at me with a cocky grin as her insides clamped down hard on me. “Cause ah’m gonna ride you till the rooster crows.”

*Sex End*

“W-wow…” I panted as I heard the morning call of a rooster, my hand carefully kneading the frog of Applejack’s hoof. They mare giving nothing but a blissful sigh as she snuggled closer against me.

“Ah can’t believe ya lasted all night,” Applejack sighed as she gave me a peck under my chin. “Mah last coltfriend didn’t even last five minutes.”

“You had a coltfriend?” I couldn’t help but ask as I trailed my free hand back down to her flanks.

“Now, no more of that sugarcube,” Applejack smirked, slapping my hand away with her crusty tail. “Ah still gotta work today.”

“Yeah, we’ve done enough for one night,” I chuckled back, giving the mare a kiss on the snout. “So… does this mean you’re part of the herd?”

“Well… yes…” Applejack replied, suddenly blushing slightly. “But ah don’t just wanna be another member.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, sitting up and moving the mare to my bare lap.

“Ah…ah wanna be a breedin mare…” Applejack replied a little hesitantly.

“What?” I asked in a mix of shock and confusion.

“Foals, ah want em,” Applejack replied more firmly. “Ah whole heap of em.”

“B-but…” I began to mutter, trying to remember if I knew what a breeding mare was.

“Now before ya go freaking out, a breeding mare is a mare in a herd who wants more than two foals,” Applejack explained, actually helping to calm me down. “Ah know ah gotta wait till Fluttershy has one of her own, but ah wanna have at least four.”

“All at once!?” I asked like an idiot.

“Nah, yah damn idjit,” Applejack replied with a playful smack to my gut. “Over time, probably two ta three years apart each.”

“You’ve already got this stuff planed out huh?” I couldn’t help but ask.

“Already got names picked out,” Applejack smiled before rearing up and pulling me into a heavy kiss. “So, what do ya say?”

“If that’s what you want,” I replied, pulling the mare into a hug.

We sat like that for a few more moments until a heavy knocking drew our attention out of the stall we were in and too the barn doors.

“Ya’ll done yet?” Big Mac called in, drawing blushes from me and Applejack. “Breakfast is getting cold.”

“Looks like we should get moving,” I offered, straightening out the mares frazzled mane. “I have work today anyways.”

“And ah got chores to do,” Applejack sighed as she stood up. “Ya’ll still showin up to watch the “Crusaders” tomorrow, right?”

“Unfortunately,” I sighed, reaching over and retrieving my discarded pants and undergarments.

“Ah, hush yer mouth, it aint gonna be that bad,” Applejack chuckled. “Sides, means ah get ta see ya more often.”

“I’m both flattered and confused,” I replied standing up, now fully clothed. “I mean, why do you want to be in my herd? The stories you’ve probably heard can’t be the only reason.”

“Well, yah proved some of those stories true last night,” Applejack giggled as she bumped my side with her flank as she moved over to the discarded blouse and panties. “But really, its just somethin about yah. Ah see yah runnin and working out with Rainbow most mornings and ah kinda find it hot.”

“What, me working out with Rainbow?” I asked as we walked out into the main barn, her clothing being held in a free hoof.

“Its more of the whole sweatin thing,” Applejack replied with a sheepish smile. “I see how hard yer workin and it just gets mah blood runnin. Then ah begin thinkin about how your supposed to be a predator and ah just…”

“Huh, really now?” I chuckled as we made our way to the Apple family house. “As long as you’re sure, I don’t mind. But I’m with Fluttershy first and foremost.”

“Ah get yah and I wouldn’t expect differently,” Applejack replied as we stopped outside of her house. “Ya’ll wanna stay fer breakfast?”

“And get grilled and ridiculed by Granny Smith? No thanks,” I openly laughed, especially at the look of realization in Applejack’s eyes.

“Uh… mind if ah join you fer breakfast?” Applejack asked with an uncomfortable look.

“Sorry AJ, gotta run,” I chuckled as I began to run away, laughing the whole way. “Tell everyone I said h- ugh!”

Unfortunately, as I tried to both run away from the mare and give her a goodbye. I completely missed the large red stallion in my path.

“Ow…” I groaned out as I found that Big Mac was as tough as a brick wall.

“Ya’ll aint tryin to leave without breakfast are ya?” Big Mac asked my crumpled form with a frown.

“W-wouldn’t think of it…” I groaned.