Something had begun to prey on Butter’s mind, something that had been slowly growing over the years. Something much like his growing wife, in fact you could say the two were interconnected. It was a matter that he had addressed back when the signs had first showed themselves, as now it seemed almost impossible. The problem he’d been grappling with was that of a carnal nature. Butter Nut and Applejack knew that the chance of having children between them was a big fat zero. Of course, they deep down wanted to have one, but neither could be sure that they wouldn’t take on Applejack’s unique traits. It was hard enough trying to live with a steadily growing wife, the last thing that they needed was having a rapidly growing toddler on their hands. The second part of the conundrum was that of how they would even go about engaging in such bedroom activities. When they had married, Applejack had been around nineteen feet in height. Just over three times as tall as Butter, which had made their time as newlyweds strange. Although they had gone to bed together, and subsequent weeks and months following it had included Butter wooing her for personal time, the actual activities had not been what one envisioned between husband and wife. How could it really, when his efforts would likely feel like someone jabbing a needle into a haystack? It wasn’t that Butter lacked confidence; the stallion had good reason to be proud of himself, but his wife was a mare unlike no other.

Had Applejack stayed at the size of 6’ 10” like when they had met up again, then he could have taken her to amazing new heights in the bedroom. The only problem was that she hadn’t remained the same size and now he was struggling to bring it up to her. He’d almost brought it to her attention back when he had given her that first foot massage. It had taken most of his strength to keep himself from showing just how truly aroused he was, though somewhere in the back of his mind he felt that Applejack knew exactly how he felt. But if he had given the game away, Applejack was hiding her thoughts on it, perhaps to throw him off.

The lack of intimacy beyond foreplay and more outlying fun, combined with her refusal of going further to relieve his tension, wasn’t helping matters either. He was beginning to get a little pent up despite his own, personal, efforts and it wasn’t making his mind any clearer. It was getting to the point where every time he saw Applejack, he felt a rush of arousal come over him, and it was only getting stronger by the day. Combined with Pinkie Pie’s advancements he knew this was only going to be a disaster; despite his morals and integrity his own body was becoming a ticking time bomb that could end everything. He didn’t want to get to the point where his desires overtook him and acted upon them mindlessly.

Speaking of his fellow baker, there was also the whole Pinkie Pie issue, especially now that Applejack knew for certain there was a contender for his love. He’d made it clear that he wasn’t going to end up with her; his love for the farmer was as real and as solid as diamond. He didn’t know how much more he could show this, although he did think perhaps consummating their relationship would do so. It could show Butter was all for her; he could never give Pinkie his body in that way. But telling Pinkie to back off was like telling a brick wall to fall down. Her own voluptuous body was making his own feel like it would explode after all the times she’d flaunted it against him. He was beginning to feel his brain call for him to ‘settle’, to simply find someone and relieve all this pent up arousal onto them. Despite his objections, his own body was telling him to go and find Pinkie Pie to utilise her for these ends, but his resolution wasn’t completely broken. There was still enough fight in him to confront Applejack on this once and for all.

Having taken a walk to think this all through, Butter turned back and strode through town to get home. His arousal left him jittery and twitchy as he walked, wanting to avoid awkward situations. He was self-conscious about popping a boner at any moment, and kept looking down to make sure his trousers were not tenting at all. After the harrowing trek he finally made it to the path up toward Sweet Apple Acres, and hastily turned onto the dirt road to the homestead. The only things out on the trail were trees and birds and neither of them were going to judge him. He quickly returned to hiding it again though once the constant rubbing of his trousers and underwear began to get him more aroused than his simple thoughts. He stopped once or twice, hopping in place, looking silly but trying hard to keep the blood flow elsewhere until the right moment. He wanted to talk to Applejack as her husband, not some horny stallion looking for a good quickie.

Butter Nut arrived safely back home and hurried inside. Listening for any sound of Applejack, he heard a faint creak of the floorboards upstairs and mentally mapped where it was coming from. The changing dimensions of the house sometimes made this tricky, as even though the floor plans never changed, what was once space for the bathroom could instead just be for the linen closet a month later. He really had to thank Twilight Sparkle again for this wonder of magic, but first came AJ. Deciding she had to be in the bedroom, an apt place in theme with his intentions, Butter hurried to the stairs and began climbing. A small series of normal sized steps were built under the railing on one side for him to use, as by now he would otherwise have to climb step by step like a mountain climber. The entire house in fact had facilities like this, meant to lengthen and adjust to keep with Butter’s needs while the rest expanded along with Applejack. In a few more feet it might even look as if a mouse lived here with the farmer. When he reached the bedroom he opened his special door and slipped inside. As he hoped he found Applejack, sprawled out on the bed, sighing a bit as her giant feet swayed side-to-side on the edge before him. The sight hammered at his brain and heart as his nether pulsed with need. He climbed the small ladder on one leg of the four-poster bed, seeing that she was garbed but had her hair undone and hat resting on one of the ends of the headrest. The sight further drove Butter wild, not even her melancholic expression disturbing her angelic beauty. As he walked over and climbed onto her thigh, she finally noticed he was there and sat up some.

“Butter? Wut are ya doin’ back? Ah thought ya were out fer a walk?”

“Y-Yeah.” Butter stuttered. “But um, I was thinking about something. For about a year now honestly, and…I…it’s kinda hard to say…”

Applejack’s eyes narrowed. “Is this about Pinkie Pie?”

“No! Not at all! I just...” Butter paused and exhaled loudly. “Dammit Applejack, I love you. I really, really do.”

“Well ah love ya too, Sugahcube, but wut’s all th’ fuss about?”

“I’m g-getting to that. I love you…so much…but Applejack, that’s not…” Butter paused again. He had to think like a husband, not a horny stallion, he reminded himself. “All of this drama with Pinkie Pie, and us being married…I know it’s stressful, for both of us. And I know that you know that I truly love you, and that Pinkie Pie won’t ever take that place in my heart. Right?”

“Uh huh…”

“But that doesn’t change the fact that we’re…I’m…you…are very stressed. Uncertain, maybe even a bit…jealous?”

“Butter, ah swear if ya don’t-“ Applejack began, face heating up as her fists gripped the bed.

“I want to make love to you!”

Applejack froze. “O-oh...ah. Ah don’ think...oh my…”

Butter pushed on. “Ever since our wedding – no matter what you sometimes call it – I’ve wanted to. By Celestia, you have no idea how much you drive me wild sometimes. I’ve know you since we were both just children growing up together. I’ve seen you at your best and worst, at your smallest and most certainly I’ll see you at all your largest. You’re the mare of my dreams, both before and after this whole growing thing started. And I…I don’t know if this is completely true…but maybe I saved myself from…sex…because I always knew I wanted it to be you.”

“Butter…”

“I’ve waited though because you were never ready. Even after all the fun, the…relief, we sometimes give each other. Even after marrying and…I know how you feel about children and I worry too. And knowing how you felt, it just didn’t feel right to really push for…sex. So I’ve been waiting, but now Pinkie Pie is…is happening more. You’re still growing so much too and pretty soon even if I wanted to you’ll be way too big for me to just…I just want to. I want to give you something that truly shows you how much you mean to me over Pinkie. I want to feel you in that way, just once, just before you outgrow ‘me’ completely and I lose it as an…a-a gesture of my love for you.”

The blush on Applejack’s cheeks had deepened so much that one could swear she was bleeding internally. “O-oh...well...if we did...yer’d be mah first too….an’ ah do wanna experience it sometime in mah life…”

“All I’m asking for is just the chance to try it. Please?”

“...O-okay...yeah...w’ can try.”

Butter turned and peppered her stomach with kisses, hugging and rubbing over the bare stomach flesh. When he realized what he was doing, he pulled back and looked up at her face. He was smiling so vividly that one could easily mistake him for a child in a sweet shop. It was almost too good to be real. The size and scale was all wrong and yet here he was, about to make love with the woman of his dreams. It was enough to make him feel like his dick was about to tear its way out of his trousers, but he waited to see what Applejack would do first. Or was she expecting him to take the lead? The look on her face said that it was the latter. Her avoidance of his gaze, that trembling lip; it was the most insecure that he’d seen her in some time.

“How about we start slow? N-No reason to dive in – let’s set the mood and work on just taking our clothes off?” Butter suggested.

Applejack nodded and reached down gently to pick him up from her lap. With a hand bigger than his torso she grabbed ahold and settled back further against the headboard. She propped up a few pillows, always holding him carefully, her thumb being held by his tinier fingers. Once in a comfortable position she opened her palm and let him rest atop of it, legs dangling over her wrist as she made sure he was secure. She had not noticed it clearly before but at her current scale, just shy of thirty feet tall, he was like a large doll. Her own strength made the act of holding him aloft trivial, as if he wasn’t even there. It was nothing like when she first began to grow, when although able to lift him easily, it was more from the long hours of work and labor that had made the task simple. Now he might as well have been a feather, for all that he was far from a lightweight stallion given his chubby frame, to her he was. Suddenly she was struck with a need to examine him, almost forgetting the whole reason behind it all. They were about to learn the most intimate side of each other; a little time spent exploring Butter’s tiny body would surely be okay for foreplay right?

Butter didn’t understand what she was planning, but he waited for her to move first. If she wanted him to sit there without moving even as some kind of strange foreplay he was fine. He was taking the moment to soak in her facial features, marveling at things he’d almost forgotten. How the dimples in her cheeks seemed permanent from all the time she spent smiling. How although she had three primary, large, freckles on each side, there were countless smaller ones barely hidden around them and along the bridge of her muzzle. Her eyes, green as apples some might say, but really he saw how they shimmered like the clearest emeralds. How one bang of her golden wheat hair always tried to fall over her eyes if she didn’t tuck it up under her hat, making her adorable without it. Butter’s face was flush even before Applejack lifted a finger and began her own observations. He shuddered as it traced his upper body, stopping to nuzzle a cheek before moving on.

The feel of her fingernail as it brushed past his hair, feeling like he was being pressed up against smooth, perfect glass. Her finger traced its way to his chest, the point of her nail flicking over his nipples. Whilst Butter wasn’t particularly sensitive around that area, he gasped all the same. The feeling of something so big and fine, almost to a point, pressing and flicking over something so fragile was exhilarating. He held his breath as she prodded her fingertip against his stomach.

“Looks like someone’s been at mah cookie jar…” Applejack murmured, a weird inflection in her words suggesting she was trying to sound sexy.

Butter looked up at her with confusion a moment, long enough that she noticed. She gave him a strong prod in the stomach to retaliate, muttering lower under her breath with a small blush on her cheeks. His breath was knocked out for a moment, but she rubbed the spot until he was calm again and gave a thumbs up. Only then did Applejack continue with her digit examination. When she realized his waist was next she hovered over it, a moment of doubt eating at her. Seeing her hesitation, Butter took ahold of her finger, looking encouragingly at the giant mare. She shook him off and moved lower, curling around his hips before finally honing in on his lap and thighs. Her fingertip pressed down, feeling immediately the soft expanse of his legs, and the throbbing heat of something else. As she traced the outline of what was no doubt Butter’s penis, he let out a shuddering sound between moan and sigh.

To tell the complete truth, Applejack had been curious about what Butter could bring to the table in terms of love making. Living on a farm with the notorious Big Mac, she had always had questions. Especially due to one of their early sleeping situations, which had both Applejack and Big Mac sharing a bed whilst Applejack’s room was being renovated. Neither of them were so inclined to try and be romantic with each other, after all they were brother and sister. Nature was an unusual mistress though and biology was even more unforgiving as well. Upon waking up on the mornings, Applejack usually found that a rather large appendage of Big Mac’s was pressed against her back. She never spoke of it to anyone; for starters, she couldn’t be sure that people wouldn’t make it more dramatic than it was. Some people would have had a problem with the pair of them sharing a bed together, even if nothing happened between them. Those people would likely have had a heart attack when they found out that Applejack was waking up to Big Mac’s morning wood pressed against her back each day. Though, even worse would have been Granny finding out, since she probably would have castrated the poor fellow. So Applejack had kept quiet to protect her brother from the harsh opinions of those on the outside. The curiosity was still there though; feeling such a long, thick, meaty shaft pressed up against her back each day would do that.

It was a mix of her growing hormones as she got older and the fact that she’d never heard of one being so big. Even during her life lessons that she received at school talked of male genitalia like the biggest out there was around eight inches at full erection. From what she had felt on those mornings before she had quickly made her way out of bed, Big Mac was at least two inches longer and around six inches thick, and that was when they were both much younger. In regards to Butter he had always seemed to be happy to get nude around her, though a part of her had always denied him. Even when sleeping together, platonically, they often wore pajamas and other sleep attire to preserve decency. She hadn’t wanted to be let down; sex wasn’t and isn’t going to be the be all and end all of their relationship. She still had that thought about if he’d measure up or not however. It was a little unfair really, but she couldn’t help herself. There was just something so alluring about it all, so unique. In a way it was kind of like the relationship she and Butter had. For Butter she was the unique thing; there were no other females of her size and shape and Butter knew it. For her, Butter didn’t really have anything unique about him. Sure he was so very happy and loving, and she could never do wrong by him, but that wasn’t exactly unique. Several friends and acquaintances had partners like that as far as she knew.

Applejack bit her lip and continued to trace the lump of Butter’s shaft under her fingertip. So far he was showing up to be fairly average in that respect. Even as it thickened and grew under her touch, it wasn’t really matching up to that imprint on her mind, left by her brother. Still, Butter didn’t seem to appear all that embarrassed about his size so far, so perhaps he had something to hide? Her finger had traced far enough down his thigh that she had reached her rough estimate of her brother’s size, but this was where Butter’s uniqueness was beginning to show. His shaft, now threatening to burst through his trousers, still had quite the ways to go, almost down to his knees. Applejack bit her lips, that niggle about Big Mac being completely obliterated, with Butter taking up its place. He was the new standard for her and she was free to experiment with it as much as she possibly could. Meanwhile, Butter was trying to read her face for any indication as to why she was stopping her actions, leaving him so riled up. He’d seen her eyes go wide, when she hadn’t even reached the tip yet.

Butter had always been somewhat conscious of his size; even when young he had been aware of being different compared to others. Textbooks were the biggest clue, stating that the average measurement was less than his by far. He’d always carefully avoided communal showers unless alone or covered up well, fearing that someone might see it and give him a nickname. Bullies also would have targeted him more, jealously and inferiority often being the motivation for their actions. It was only after reuniting with Applejack that he had felt comfortable with what he was sporting, even then guessing that perhaps she would be one of the few girls that he could even consider for such activities. His attempts at getting nude or frisky with her, often in moments meant to calm her down, had also been chances he had taken to try and show her what he had to offer. She had always shot him down, but at least now he was finally getting to reveal all of himself to her.

He unbuttoned the top of his trousers and shifted himself a little further up her palm so she could feel the rest of him. It might be a little egotistical of him to get her to feel more, but at this point, he wasn’t bothered. She was driving him wild and he wasn’t about to allow there to be a lapse in the moment.

Applejack was reeling from Butter’s subtle reveal, constantly being further shocked as Butter slid his way up her palm. It was clear what he was trying to do, but Applejack was just taken aback by what she could feel. There must have been twelve inches there at the very least, and just surface area was something all by itself. On the one hand, there was enough here to do something with at her size, but on the other she began to wonder if Butter’s caring nature extended this far into things. He obviously wanted to introduce her to his not-so-little friend, but was it just to get some kind of ego boost from it all? He’d even unbuttoned his trousers, moving faster than she was, and he knew it. Applejack was going to need to move to catch up, but what could she do? With only one free hand it was kind of difficult to strip sexually, especially whilst keeping watch on Butter to make sure she didn’t lose him. It seemed she was simply going to have to leave it up to Butter to take charge and get the ball rolling further. She blushed and gave Butter a little tap against the head of his dick, watching him writhe and shudder under her grip. She felt warmth spreading out from under her fingertip, so she raised it to inspect it.

Butter grimaced sheepishly as she did so, revealing the streak of moisture swelling out from the head of his dick. Of course, he knew it to be simple pre, released as Applejack’s teasing brought him to a new level of arousal. He wasn’t sure how she might react, since this was the first time for both of them to actually enjoy the act. Butter leapt up to his feet before Applejack had time to form any lasting opinions and began to slide his trousers off. In his mind, the sooner he removed the article of clothing in question, the sooner Applejack would no longer be able to form an opinion about it. The visible pink flesh revealing itself to her was distracting enough, watching that thickness swell out. Butter felt like he was some kind of adult performer, like he should be getting paid for the privilege. Though it was worth feeling so silly to see Applejack’s expression. With every inch of his shaft that he revealed to her, her mouth fell open wider, and so did her eyes. It inspired him with confidence and made him feel a little bolder about the actions he was taking.

Applejack hovered her finger close by, ready to touch Butter’s shaft the moment it was fully revealed. She felt so much trepidation about it, given that it was already leaking pre-cum, there seemed to be a distinct possibility that it would go off the moment flesh touched flesh. It wouldn’t exactly be a bad thing; it could possibly be humorous, knowing how sensitive Butter was and how her size played into it. Up to six inches of his humongous shaft had been revealed by now and he was slowly revealing more. Her finger trembled, eager to touch what was already on show. The thickness begged for her touch, so much so that had Applejack been the same size as Butter, then there was no way she would be able to get both of her hands around it. The thought was so enticing, to feel his throbbing length in her fingers, straining her grip as she tried to touch her fingers together. Butter was fairly quiet on the situation so far, but she didn’t mind. She was solely fixated on his shaft and its unbelievable length, her mind even began to wonder about what kind of balls he was sporting. For a length like his, they had to be of a decent size, heavy and strong enough to force his seed up his member with gust. Finally, eleven inches in and Butter paused, he raised a finger to her, gesturing to her to come closer.

Applejack obliged, bringing her snout as close to him as possible. She watched as Butter blushed deeper than she had ever thought possible, letting his trousers fall down the rest of the way. For following Butter’s gestures, Applejack was rewarded with a sudden smack to the underside of her mouth as Butter’s dick sprang forth from its fabric prison. It softly pressed up to tap against her nose, allowing her to breathe in a whiff of Butter’s pheromones. She wrinkled her nose at first, as the bitter scent, mixed with an alluring sweet aroma filled her nostrils. Such an odd mix of flavours, but to her it was nothing other than attractive. She allowed herself to groan as Butter’s shaft collided with her skin, vibrating her muzzle against him. Butter groaned in turn and once again, Applejack felt that familiar warmth drooling from his tip. So far he hadn’t exploded, but she had an idea in mind to get him to do so; a little payback for his cheeky move a moment ago. She slid her snout up and back, dragging it along Butter’s shaft as she did so, causing him to shiver and shake as she passed. As she moved her jaw out the way, she giggled as she watched him stroke his length, clearly aroused to an unbearable level by now. With a little prod, she got his attention and made him stop what he was doing, his turgid shaft bobbing furiously in response. This far back, she could indeed see the impressive pair of balls fueling his arousal as well, the sight just as memorable as his length.

She smacked her lips and leant down to Butter, pressing them up against his length. Butter sighed in delight as the warm, encompassing maw of Applejack’s passed over his tool. He couldn’t even think of the words to describe how good it felt as his mind was practically mush. He could feel the saliva on the other side of her lips drooling over his tip, every so often mixing his own juices into it. Applejack seemed to be pleased with the taste as there were multiple times when she groaned in surprised delight. Butter felt like his legs could give out at any moment, his body felt so light. He grabbed ahold of Applejack’s mouth and retorted to her actions by thrusting as best he could into her. Applejack smiled at his movements as she felt his tiny hips slamming against her lips. He wasn’t exactly going to choke her anytime soon, but she playfully tried to make her throat sound like she was struggling to contain him. Appealing to his ego at the very least; it did seem to have him thrusting harder into her mouth. She moved her tongue to her lips and pressed it up against them from the inside, providing a soft wall for Butter to thrust against. When he did touch it, she flicked her tongue up and down, which caused him to cry out and pause for a moment. A jet of his pre-seed splattered messily onto her tongue, sending a wild, spicy flavour into the mix.

Applejack sneakily snuck her hand behind Butter and cupped it around him, pushing him up against her lips. She then tilted her head upwards, like she was about to try and swallow him. She even parted her lips a little give the illusion of such a thing. Butter panicked internally, but he couldn’t bring himself to stop his thrusts. He was building to a conclusion now and whether or not Applejack was ready for it, it was going to be a spectacle. He gritted his teeth as he continued to climb that ladder to what could be one of the best orgasms of his youthful life. His body began to tense, with his speed increasing rapidly thanks to the aid of gravity. Applejack sucked in her cheeks to increase the pressure upon Butter, to make her mouth feel less spacious and tighter around him. The response was almost instantaneous; Butter moaned loudly and paused again, whilst Applejack flicked her tongue against his member. Butter could hardly take anymore treatment of that kind, he was leaking that spicy pre frequently, and his baseball sized balls were already pulling close to his body.

He grunted and groaned as Applejack held him close to her mouth. He tried to pull back and tried to get out of her mouth before she was exposed to a taste of his seed proper. She continued to hold him there as he fell over the edge into the orgasmic bliss. His balls tensed up painfully tight and he squealed in delight, seed exploding up his shaft and into Applejack’s mouth. She smirked at his squeal, but it quickly faded once she got the first blast off his seed. Her fingers fell away from his back as he blasted her with wave after wave of viscous seed, writhing and squirming into her mouth. Applejack ‘mmm’d and sighed as she tasted him, relishing the oddly bitter sweetness of it all. For such a small creature, Butter could certainly pack a load, that was for certain. Exhaustion quickly set in as Butter fell backwards after another couple of spurts, falling off Applejack’s face and into her waiting palms. A couple more shots splattered against her snout, one of which fired high to hit her square between the eyes. The rest simply drooled over him as he crashed into her palms. Hey lay there, throbbing away as he felt the rest of his seed pooling onto his stomach, staring up at Applejack.

Clearly they had both had an exciting time; Butter was a little more obvious, but Applejack couldnot hide the rush she had felt. If it weren’t for the thin film of sweat that covered her body, it would have appeared that Butter hadn’t even had an effect upon her. She was panting a little, but that was more from the constant moving about than it was from actual arousal. That said, it was clear she wasn’t about to let him stop there. Her finger was already stroking at him again, sending him into convulsions due to the increased sensitivity of his post orgasm shaft. Sadly, Butter wasn’t playing ball, or rather, his dick wasn’t. It remained soft and impressively long, not wanting to get hard again so soon. Applejack’s face fell, which Butter noticed right away. He wasn’t about to deny his lover a little extra fun and he wasn’t quite ready to end their session yet either. He rose to his feet, shafting swinging between his legs, and carefully slid off of her palms and onto the bed. Making his way down her body, while Applejack was curious as to what he had planned and sought to be a little more inspiring for him.

As he worked his way past her stomach, Applejack pulled her shirt above her head. This being one of the days that she had opted to go without her specially made bra, meant that her large breasts flopped into view. Butter heard them slap against her bare skin and turned to look at them. The sight of those massive globes and the wide, pink nipples that adorned them was enough to get the blood pumping again. He wasn’t about to experience a sudden difficulty in walking, but he was coming up on the target that was sure to get him hard again no problem. Whilst Applejack played with her breasts and added her own sexual noises to the situation to get Butter aroused once more, the small male himself settled down at her feet. If it was possible for various body parts to be considered ‘holy grails’, then that was what her feet were to Butter. Just being in their awesome presence was enough to get Butter stiffer than a board. It was troublesome when he was out and about, but he didn’t care; her feet were glorious and the more he could enjoy them the better.

He clambered atop her ankle and splayed against the top of her enormous foot, kissing and rubbing his face over it. The light coating of sweat didn’t bother him one bit, the scent of it only making things that little bit more erotic for him. That bitter, leathery scent clawed at his senses like a wild animal, twisting and contorting its way into the deepest recesses of his brain. It was like a drug for him, forcing him to lap at her feet. Applejack chuckled as Butter’s ticklish tongue ravaged her foot, getting flashbacks to one of their earliest sessions with his fetish. The way Butter worked her foot was with care and lust all at the same time. With one hand he carefully caressed and massaged her damp foot, whilst his tongue dug and lapped at her furiously. It was like being worked over by two different creatures, both of which just happened to be stuck in the same body. Butter’s shaft scraped across her foot as he lightly thrust against her, his full hardness returning in seconds. Applejack was pleased to see she could have this kind of effect on him, as most males would likely need a couple of hours or so to get back into the mood. As his arousal and care began to rise, Butter crawled up Applejack’s foot to her toes.

This was where he could make himself most useful, at least as far as utilising his body went. Licking and rubbing were fine, but in the grand scheme of things, it didn’t really give much in the way of feeling, especially given the size difference. Prodding her to lower her foot some, Butter flopped over her toes and positioned his shaft between the middle and right hand toes. He shuddered as he felt her squeeze it tightly, curling the other toes in anticipation. Butter inhaled deeply, drinking in that blended scent as he began to hump once more. Though he stopped almost as quick as he started once he realised that he was staring at the wall, instead of staring at something much more attractive. To remedy the situation, he waved up to Applejack to get her attention once more. She peered down, hands halting over her fondling, as he turned himself around and slid himself over and down between the toes he had just been humping. It wasn’t exactly the most comfortable of states to be in, as Butter needed all the upper body strength he could muster, but not for long. Applejack, having caught on to his plan, moved her other foot to rest under where she could feel his own dangling. Carefully propping him up, legs bent at an odd but not uncomfortable angle. The top three inches of his shaft poked out from between her toes as he made sure he was in the best possible position. His arms rested on a toe each, which Applejack wiggled for him to make sure he wasn’t about to fall at the slightest movement. Once he was settled in again, he began swinging his lower body back and forth, essentially humping her. Applejack giggled at all the effort he was putting into his affection, before resuming with her own.

As if the sight, smell and closeness of her feet weren’t enough, Butter could now see Applejack’s topless fondling. Despite seeing her breasts before, Butter felt that this time was the most special, considering how Applejack was actually making an effort to show them off. At least that was how it looked to him; it was in reality a much different case for Applejack. She had no idea what she was doing, or how to make it seem appealing to him. He wasn’t giving her any real signs as to whether her efforts were a hit or a miss, so she was simply working with what felt right. She squeezed her breasts in her hands, flesh spilling out from the gaps between her fingers. Whilst she’d sometimes cursed her oversized chest, they did seem to be a point of attraction to Butter. Whilst she squeezed one, she tensed and teased the nipple of her other breast. She gasped at the sudden introduction of the pained pleasure, not something she thought she would enjoy. Butter seemed to be a fan of how much she liked it as well. He paused his humping just to watch her fondle herself. When Applejack could stop scrunching her eyes from the sensations, she got a glimpse of Butter in his paused state. A sparkling bead of pre-cum drooling down his shaft, wedging itself between itself and her toes. She scrunched them to spread it up his shaft and across her toe, relishing that warmth.

She squeezed his shaft tightly, eliciting a gasp from Butter as he scrambled to try and spread her toes. She wasn’t ready to do that just yet though; she wanted him to build up a little pressure before he came this time. Plus, she was putting on a show here and she didn’t feel like it was getting the required attention. With Butter now focused on her chest, whilst his fingers still foolishly tried to get her toes to part and give him some relief. Applejack resumed her fondling, pressing her breasts close to her chest and massaging them with the flat of her hands. She moaned and groaned as she caught her nipples in the grooves between her fingers, nudging at the nubs repeatedly. It was quite the sight to behold, watching all that flesh seeming to pool up into a much smaller size. It was even more of a sight to see them grow back to their original state the moment that she let them go. Butter couldn’t love it any more if he tried. The act of watching her chest expand and plump up followed a process that was already dear to him. Seeing it on Applejack was just the icing on the cake. He imagined himself stuck between her breasts as they filled out, feeling the warm, taut, flesh swallowing him up. Filling his senses with Applejack’s own unique smell and flavour, leaving it to dance across his brain. He even felt a sharp sensation through his dick as, thanks to the pressure from Applejack’s toes, he experienced a rather quick, dry, orgasm. Nowhere near as strong as what he would have if she wasn’t squeezing him so tightly, but enough to have him flail his limbs. He thrashed at her toes, trying to get himself any kind of relief, until the pain subsided.

Applejack took this as a sign that he was really enjoying her actions and proceeded to try something that seemed a little more risqué. She hefted one of her large breasts up to her mouth and extended her tongue to it. She lapped at it, tasting herself for the first time, and like Butter, she found it to be a rather interesting flavour. Also like Butter she noticed the distinct presence of apples and began wondering if there was more to her name than she thought, or if her diet was to blame. She moved her tongue over to the nipple and began to put her fantastic tongue into overtime. Utilising the same technique that she had used whilst giving Butter his oral session, she sent a chill running up her spine. Now she could see why Butter had come as fast as he had; she was really good at this. Her tongue flitted back and forth, all the while her eyes were watching Butter. He was thrashing around like a cow that had been spooked, a look of pained pleasure plastered all over his face. As Applejack began to suckle her nipple like a needy baby, she thought about releasing her grip on Butter. Frustration wasn’t good for either of them and in this instance especially, it could prove ruinous. She pulled her head back, gasping loudly to make it look like she was relaxing. She let her breast slap back down against her and widened her toes.

Butter grunted and cried out as soon as even a nanometre of space was made. He experienced yet another orgasm, this one a proper one, which resulted in him showering her foot with his seed. The pressure that Applejack had applied had backed him up quite considerably. The dry orgasm she had forced out of him had resulted in his loads doubling up, which meant more than enough mess to shoot. He dug his fingers into her toes as he tried to keep his wits about him, knowing that he was still hanging from her toes almost on his own as her supporting foot jerked out of place in surprise. His seed splattered against the top of her foot and the toes, but Applejack didn’t mind. She was just happy to see him enjoying himself and if volume was anything to go by, Butter was having the time of his life. Once he was done, Butter weakly flopped over and down against her foot, into a puddle of his own mess. His cock refused to deflate though, his environment seeing to it that the night wasn’t going to end just yet. There was still yet one place that Butter wanted to get comfy with, but it was perhaps one of the most daunting yet, considering Applejack hadn’t taken her trousers off just yet. Perhaps if he gave her some signs, then she might indulge him. He’d take care of that once he could feel the rest of his body again.

Applejack was surprised to see that Butter’s shaft hadn’t returned to its softened state by now, but in a way she was somewhat grateful. All this time she had been about trying to get Butter off and to have him enjoy himself, even if it all seemed a little awkward. Yet there was one thing she hadn’t banked upon, that being how turned on this had gotten her. During Butter’s second proper orgasm, she had felt an itch stirring in her nethers. She had simply wanted to reach down and scratch it herself, but at the same time she didn’t want to appear like that before Butter. She was happier to remain as this subtle, dominant kind of person, who simply allowed Butter to work at his own pace. She would only intrude when she felt it absolutely necessary, or it looked like Butter was struggling to keep pace a little. In this instance, she was going to give Butter the option and if he decided that he wanted to follow it up, then that would be all on him. At the moment, it looked like he was ready to call it quits, despite his rather sizeable erection for the third time today. Still it was worth a shot.

She pressed her foot down around him to stop him from escaping her whilst she got undressed. Pulling him through the legs of her jeans, holding him tight to her rear as she cast the jeans aside. Lucky for Butter, she had chosen to forgo all underwear today it seemed. There was no trace of her panties, leaving her nethers completely unprotected against any move Butter could pull. This was exactly what she wanted Butter to do in this case. She pulled her foot inwards and dropped him between her legs. She then stretched out her legs, leaving him trapped between her muscular thighs, with the grand prize on show before him. Applejack wasn’t sure how he would react to her placing him before her nethers without even the slightest hint of what she wanted him to do. She didn’t want to have to get involved in his efforts, but if he really wasn’t getting it, then it was a case of desperate times and their appropriate measures.

Butter was quite content as it happened; Applejack had given him exactly what he wanted and he was more than happy to utilise it. Sure exhaustion was beginning to set in and his entire body ached from the fun they’d been experiencing, but he wasn’t about to leave Applejack unsatisfied. He stood, admiring Applejack’s lower reaches and the heat that they gave out. It was like standing in front of a sauna, the air washing over him with a sense of dampness. There was that delightful, honeyed scent wafting towards him as Applejack relaxed her body in preparation for Butter’s intrusion. It was driving him wild, gnawing at his senses like a rabid dog. His cock alone was throbbing with his increased heartbeat and without a word from either, he dove forwards. Applejack gasped at the sudden introduction, whilst Butter groaned lowly as he rubbed himself up against her nethers. To be so dwarfed by something that was usually so small, made him feel fantastic. Everything was increased by a factor of ten: the scents, the sights, the arousal, it was all so great.

Even though his dick didn’t size up in any shape or form, it still brought him immense pleasure to hear Applejack moan as he thrust into her. Had she not been moaning, then the rhythmic pulsing of her flesh would have been more than enough to please him. He made an effort to rub every inch of his shaft up against Applejack’s sensitive flesh. He was certainly trying not to be put off by the cavernous space before him and how his usually enormous member was now simply a drop in the ocean. If he wanted to give her the feeling of fullness that he was likely to give someone of a much smaller stature, he would have to use his entire body. This wasn’t exactly an appealing thought, at least, not without some sort of safety and quick escape to the outside. He’d felt how the inner walls gripped and pulled at his shaft, and if that was how it acted on his dick, then it was worrying to think how it’d act on him.

That didn’t stop him from trying to beef up each action his shaft made by grabbing at whatever he could with his arms. So far in the experience, he hadn’t really managed to make any waves and it was getting to him. No matter how hard he seemed to work, or how hard he squeezed and pulled at her flesh, he didn't seem to get the right reactions. That was until he came across the ‘magic button’, or as most others seemed to know it as, the clitoris. For most, it was the pleasure centre for this kind of thing. Stimulating it just a little could send a female into spasms and when Butter’s hand brushed against it by accident, it was certainly what he got. Applejack’s entire body wriggled and rippled as she squealed like a hog, well, at least a more attractive sounding hog. Butter chuckled to himself as he listened to her and began to search for that magic button once more. He found it nestled in a patch of flesh directly in front him and he planted his muzzle onto it, kissing and licking it fondly.

With each thrust, he gently nibbled on her clit, causing Applejack to bounce up and down on the bed. Butter was struggling to keep his pace as each time he was bounced with her, he ended up tugging on her some more, which caused it to happen all over again. Flood of her juices splashed over Butter, leaving him smelling even more like bitter apples. He had to blink it out of his eyes every now and again, occasionally gulping it down and losing his breath. The spiciness of her fluids biting at his throat and taking his breath away, sending him into a coughing fit. While it didn’t last long, it happened frequently enough that Butter needed a brief break every now and then. Applejack was none the wiser as she was just dealing with wave after wave of erotic explosions. Like Butter had twice, she was experiencing the feeling that things were about to come to a close. There was a spring pushing down inside her stomach and she was powerless to stop it. Each time Butter groped her, she felt it growing tighter and tighter, so very close to unwinding inside. Butter gave a final thrust and tug and that spring in her stomach practically snapped apart.

Applejack squealed again, though she didn’t bounce this time, instead she tensed up completely. Butter felt her inner walls clamp around his shaft, causing him to explode for the third time this evening. His spurts were still as plentiful as they had been earlier in the night, but they paled in comparison to what came next. Whilst Butter was clamped there thanks to Applejack’s nethers, she unleashed what could only be described as a torrent of fluids over him. It was like being forced to stand under a waterfall, though one with a thick, spicy air to it. It was so powerful that he was forced backwards and sent tumbling onto his back whilst it rained down upon him. After a few seconds of release, Applejack began to quiver and shake, sending the remaining fluids out in a wide berth. Butter was surprised, but not completely so. It made sense that Applejack was as pent up as he was and he was just glad that he’d finally gotten her to release herself from some of that stress.

The pair were on the verge of passing out after all that. Butter lay there in a patch of Applejack’s fluids, whilst the giantess herself lay back on the bed, gasping heavily. There was still a little fight left in Butter though; he had spent so long waiting for this moment and now that he had it, he wasn’t going to waste it. He crawled his way over to her foot and scaled his way up her ankle and up to her toes. In order to get things moving this time, he was going to need a little more help than before. He attacked her toes with much more gusto than previously, which included a lot of licking and nibbling. Biting might have been the wider used word to describe Butter’s actions though. He bit all the way up and down her toes, leading to the space in between her toes. He experienced no real problems in terms of resistance from Applejack, until he reached the flesh surrounding her middle toe. He bit down hard on it and an ear piercing screech was his reward.

Applejack’s foot swung upwards, causing Butter to be forcibly ejected from her toes. Her eyes went wide as she watched Butter sail up into the air, heading straight for the ceiling. She wasn’t going to be able to catch him as he rose higher and higher, especially not when it was considered how tired she had become. Instead, she decided to grab him on the way down, in a way that would take the least amount of energy possible. It was a little daring to be sure, but Butter was bound to prefer it to being caught in her solid palm. She sat up and folded her arms under her ample bosom. She made minor adjustments to her position as she stared up at Butter, trying to figure out just where she needed to be to catch him. Forced to stay in a final position due to Butter’s rapid descent, she made her chest as pillow-like as possible and then waited. Butter zipped past her eye line and before she could look for him, she felt a small indentation on her left breast, followed by something sliding down into her cleavage. With that, she flopped back onto the bed and sighed.

Butter, stunned from the sudden flight and landing, squirming inside of her cleavage helplessly. “Applejack?” When there was no response, he tried to right himself but instead slipped deeper due to all the lubrication coating his form. As wonderful as it was to be enveloped like this by her breasts, he knew he could not escape without her assistance. “Applejack? Hello?”

The response came in the form of a long, chest rattling snore as the exhaustion finally took hold of Applejack and sent her off to sleep. Butter was feeling the same, but the walls of flesh bearing down on him were keeping him awake for the moment. He had no doubt that he was going to pass out whether they were there or not, but he was happy to enjoy it while it lasts. He writhed and ground himself against the breast flesh, not really feeling any arousal from it, but enjoying it all the same. With a few minutes of casual humping, Butter finally succumbed to his exhaustion and after a job well done, passed out. The pair of them slept together in the warm embrace of the other, satisfied from the night of eroticism the pair had experienced. When morning came for them whenever it did, the duo would once again explore each other with a passion unlike even the night before. It was not so much a step forward in their relationship, they realized, but a new direction to enhance it by. Something that only they would share and have, no matter the world outside and all its troubles.