RapeTrain here! It's been awhile hasn't? since it's been 10 years, i'll keep this short. At the time of my ban, this story arc was only a few chapters away from being done, and now that I can work on it again, I will finish this up and move onto the next arc.

Also a big thank you to Tittysparkles for giving me the opportunity to finish up this project after so many years.

Sex, sweat, and horse pussy perforated the air around you, a scent that you had grown accustomed to ever since you could remember. On the couch you sat, scrolling on your phone while a bit of smoke from your cigarette floated into your vision. It didn't faze as you looked for pictures, specifically, ones of a filly named Scootaloo. While another pony would be a handful to take care of in your growing harem, Scootaloo was more of a personal manner. is wasn't the fact that you wanted a third filly cocksleeve, but rather you wanted to completely and utterly destroy any sense of spirit Rainbow Dash had left. Even with her being the one pony you had since the beginning, tending to a angry and busted up cripple was turning more into a pain in the ass to deal with; Applejack fitted that current role just fine. You put lots of thought into it, and while you're sad that she has to go, Scootaloo filled in lots of roles Dash already had; specifically the spunky tomboy that was in need of a attitude adjustment. Given the fact the the two of them shared a supposed sisterly bond, it was all the more fitting to move on.

As you searched, small moans filled your ears from the pony currently giving you head. you look down for a moment and smile as you see the Fluttershy eagerly sucking you off. her head bobs are earnest and her tongue presses hard against your shaft as she does. Unlike Rainbow, Fluttershy will never get boring, especially since she's accepted her place in the house. She doesn't say no, nor does she complain if you're a bit too rough with her anymore. in fact she encourages more roughness; either out of her own kink or she's doing her best to ensure that the others don't suffer your wrath as much. she looks forward to the sex so much that now whenever you mention wanting to "play" with the fillies, she takes their place. You don't care regardless, because she's taken the role of your favorite pony; An obedient little horse wife.

You lean back in your couch and put down the phone, purposely putting a image of Scootaloo on it so Fluttershy can see it. Sadly her eyes stay closed as she continues to suck you off, but it's no issue anyway since she's about to move in a moment.

"Come up and ride me," you order as you rub your hand against her mane.

She doesn't reply as she removed her mouth from your twitching shaft and her eyes open to look up at you. beautiful cyan eyes stare up at you as she climbs onto the couch. the area between her legs rubs against your knee for a moment and a warm wetness signal that no foreplay will be needed. Your smile turns into a grin as she is quick to saddle on top of you. her warm body rests against yours as she started to rub the entrance of her pussy against your cock, the increasing heat of it makes you want to take control and fuck her yourself, but you opt to relax and let her take care of you instead. Her head turns slightly and her eyes look down at the phone for a few seconds, and you feel her movements falter for a moments, but whatever goes through her mind is quickly gone as she looks back to you with a slightly worried look on her face, before resting her chin on your shoulder.

"Don't worry, it's just empty threats for the whore in the shed," You coyly lie in her ear as you wrap one arm around her midsection and slap your other hand against her plush ass.

She replies with a small eep as a resounding smack fills the air, but it turns into a soft moan as you grip and massage her ass, which causes her to follow up with a loud sigh as she relaxes and begins to lower herself. your hand grips more of her ass as she takes the whole thing without any issues, and without any more delay, she begins to ride you hard. The sensation of it is grand as you take a long and drag from your smoke, before you toss the remember of it onto the hardwood floor below, making sure to miss the carpet. Movement from the top floor makes your ears perk up. it's a hard thud, too loud to be the fillies, signaling that Applejack is getting up. You don't think of it, even as you hear the toilet flush, but you begin to look towards the stairway as you hear her move downwards. Fluttershy hears it as well, but doesn't stop her movements. Instead she buried her face into the your neck, almost like she's trying to hide herself as Applejack sighs loudly and begins her descent and starts to come into view.

"Going to feed the kids?" You say loudly as you smack Fluttershy's ass again. "Oats and milk are where they always are."

"hmmph," Applejack replies rudely, ignoring your question.

"Joining us instead?" You tease further but don't get a response as you Applejack came down the stairs enough to start staring death daggers right at Fluttershy.

"P-please, not while she's here," Fluttershy moans quietly as she hilts you and begins to grind against the base of your cock, whilst squeezing it hard.

"Fine," You reply you as turn away and instead close your eyes to focus on the sex instead.

You hear Applejack limp across the floor and just as she passes you, you hear her mumble something her breath, causing you to open one eye just in the to see her staring at your cock plunging in and out of fluttershy. She doesn't notice you at first, but quickly looks away and continues towards the kitchen as you move one finger up to Fluttershy asshole and tug to the side slightly. Fluttershy doesn't notice as she is too busy getting lost in her own desires, however you keep your eyes on Applejack, specifically her own ass. As she moves, you ponder how you'll want to play with her in a few hours after you recoup your energy and end up deciding that you'll finger blast her pussy for maybe three or four orgasms, before emptying your balls into her. You keep resistance, but you don't care, because unlike the stubborn pony in the shed, Applejack learned to listen to you after the first beatdown. As you think of that, your finger prods more at Fluttershy puckered butthole as you rub small circles into it. you hear a small whine underneath her moans; you know very well she isn't a fan of anal, but that doesn't stop you from slipping your finger in. as it slip in, her pussy tightens around your cock more, causing you to take a deep breath in as you realize it's just the right enough of pressure that you've found your accelerant towards a fast approaching climax. you groan in her ear and move your second hand down to her ass, before cupping both of them against her cheeks.

"Good girl," You moan in her ear before giving it a kiss.

she moans in tandem and rides you faster.

You hear motion in the kitchen as Applejack moves around, grabbing what sounds like a metal bowl and a jug of milk from the fridge. You hear a large bag being disturbed, no doubt the oats beside the fridge, signaling she was in fact either getting a meal for herself or the kids currently watching tv in the basement, however all that knowledge becomes inconvenient as Fluttershy's moans start picking up. You focus back on her and wonder how she is truly is. You'll still far off yourself, but you want her to really get into it.

"Want me to take charge?" You ask as you start to thrust your hips upwards, causing her movement to falter and eventually.

"If that's what you want," she mutters in return.

as she does, you give up a soft chuckle before you grip her ass firmly and lift her up, before laying her back on the couch. Her eyes open as she looks up at you with a surprised look, but it's short-lived as you turn her body over so her stomach is on the couch and her head and resting over the arm of it... with her head facing the kitchen. You waste no time as you line yourself back up and plunge yourself back in, causing her to moan loudly. you follow up and grab her mane with you hand, tugging on it firmly yet gently, showing her that you're in charge now. it keeps her head in place, forcing her to stare on as Applejack walks by the door frame. you smile as both lock eyes and you can only imagine the frustration Fluttershy feeling having to see the face she desperately didn't want to see either. Her face doesn't show it sadly, as she is too busy moaning and enjoying herself, regardless, however Applejack stares at her angrily for a few seconds, before she looks up at you. You just smile and give a hard thrust, causing a resounding plap to echo out. Fluttershy moans as well but you can tell she's trying to stifle it, yet the exchange comes to an end as Applejack walks away, towards the basement stairway. Happy with the emotional damage, you give her ass another slap and continue to fuck her. A small hand print starts to appear on it, showing that you're being just the right amount of rough with her that it excites you.

Yet as much as it does, you're distracted. as you continue to plough her pussy, you look over your shoulder and see the phone behind you. The picture of Scootaloo stares back, and you wonder when you should break it to Dash that she is going to replaced. You wonder what her expression will be; one of horror, disgust, hatred, anguish, suffering, torture? You would love to see of last act of senseless bravado from her. Maybe you'll fuck her one last time before you choke the life out of her while Scootaloo watches, or you'll maybe break in the new filly while Rainbow watches instead. You'll ponder the potential scenarios until tomorrow morning, which is the time you decided move forward with the replacement.

A loud whorish moan erupts from Fluttershy, causing your thoughts to disappear as you feel her clench hard around your erection. You groan in protest, however you quickly realize that something has splashed against your thighs and the couch. her tail quivers as she comes and making sure she rides her orgasm as high as you can, you thrust harder and faster, so hard the plaps become deafening. The moans become louder, and the clenching eventually ebbs, but you don't let up in the slightest. You made your horse cum, and now you want to feel that sensation as well. You ignore the building fatigue and continue on for an untold amount of time. Two minutes? Five minutes? Time becomes a blur as you rock the couch so hard, the legs of it actually shrieks against the floorboard as it moves, millimeters from where it was before.

Suddenly you hear the phone fall to the floor, but you ignore it, too lost in the intense feeling of a building climax enough to care. Your eyes close and you feel the pressure building up, until you grit your teeth and lean your upper body into Fluttershy's. Soft horse hair rubs against your chest and your hips start to thrust erratically as you feel yourself peaking. You move your hands up Fluttershy's body and wrap your hands around her neck for the final few seconds in your system. for a few seconds you imagine it's Rainbow Dash you're fucking and as your hand instantly squeeze around the neck, Fluttershy lets out a cough, causing you to stay in control and not give into the murderous impulses you were imagining before. Instead you rest your hands back down to her hips, and go as hard as you can before you feel yourself starting to come.

"Fucking... finally," You groan loudly as you hilt yourself and fell your balls empty.

You feel the twitches and spasms as seed gushes out and into Fluttershy and you give off a few week thrusts in order to make sure it's all out, and after a few prolonged seconds, the wave of fatigue hits you hard and fast and you feel yourself starting to go limp. Before you realize it, your energy is spent and you fall backwards onto the couch, letting you head rest against the opposing arm of it. The once loud, deafening plaps have subsided, and only the deep breathes of both you and Fluttershy fill the air. Fluttershy doesn't move from her spot, either basking in her afterglow or still thinking about the exchange she just had with Applejack, yet after a few seconds she begins to move.

"I'll go start up the shower for us," she tells you as she hops off the couch and begins to walk for the staircase.

"Thanks, babe, i'll come up in a few minutes," you tell her with a smile on your face.

She smiles in return and walks by you, yet just before her face leaves your eyesight, you see it become a deep frown as she looks down. Remembering the phone fell to the floor, you turn in place and reach down to pick it up as Fluttershy hurries up the stairs. Now by yourself you stare at the picture of Scootaloo, looking more and more forward to the next morning.