It was, all things considered, turning out to be a beautiful day. Behemoth walked sedately down the bank of a stream that ran along the edge of Sweet Apple Acres' southern orchard. The trees had flowered just a few days ago, filling the air with the sweet scent of apple blossoms. A bright, cloudless sky arced above the thick canopy of leaves that were quietly swishing in a gentle breeze.

~The weather patrol out here still knows their stuff, that's for sure.~

He roamed with no real destination in mind, relishing the fact that for the first time in a long time, there was no where he needed to be. No issue that he needed to address, no emergency that for some reason or another only he could handle. No training, no politicians, no dignitaries... It felt good to just...be. For a little while at any rate.

As focused as he was on not focusing on anything, he almost didn't noticed the odd sounds coming from around the next bend. He stepped off the narrow stream-side path and into the undergrowth, silently slipping into the underbrush with impressive stealth given his size. A few seconds later and his imposing form had simply vanished into the foliage.

~Hmmm, sounds...female, age...late teens or early twenties...~

His trained mind quickly processing what he was hearing, breaking down the particular details quickly as he moved soundlessly towards the ruckus.

~Fighting something...? No, that's not the sound of combat...~

A small clearing right on the water opened up in front of him, and the sight of who was occupying it stopped him dead in his tracks. She was laid back, leaning against the wide trunk of a cottonwood tree facing the underbrush he was lurking within. Long blonde locks bound in a simple, functional ponytail jutting out from under a wide brimmed stetson above a cutely freckled face and green eyes firmly focused on the task at hoof. The particular task at this moment being furious masturbation.

~...huh...there's something you don't see every day...~

He watched as she continued, beads of sweat rolling down her firm, well toned body as she worked herself towards orgasm.

~Hmm...as much as I wouldn't mind watching this play out, hiding in the bushes like this would be just a bit too creeper-y, lets see if...~

He stepped back, trying to slip away just as quietly as he had approached. He had only gone a few feet before he mis-stepped, a conveniently placed dead branch snapping with a loud crack under his weight.

~Dammit... maybe she didn't-~

"What the-?! Who's there, come on out ya gol darned pervert!!"

A very annoyed, and more then slightly out of breath drawl rang out as she looked into the trees straight at where he was trying to skulk away.

~Well, shit.~

After a moments hesitation, he stepped out into the clearing. His mind running a mile a minute, trying to think of a way to explain his presence that didn't make him sound like several levels of creepy bastard.

"Listen, I wasn't...I was just...its not what..."

She cut off his rambling attempts at explanation, her obvious anger fading just the tiniest bit, replaced by an equally meager bit of curiosity.

"I ain't seen you around before, you new in town? Think I'd remember a stallion lookin' like he went ten rounds with a blender an lost."

"Uh...well I...yeah, kind of..."

"Hmm, a new fella in town...an a big 'un at that..."

She came a little closer to him. As she did, he saw that she was still flushed, her breathing a little labored.

"Well buddy, I don't know what its like where you're from, but 'round here we don't hide in bushes an watch folks diddle themselves."

"...Of course not, ma'am, it's not like that, you see, I was walking along the stream, and when I heard you I thought that-"

She cut him off again. It was becoming increasingly apparent that she wasn't really interested in his rambling explanations.

"Its rude ya see. Lucky fer you, I know just the way you can make it up to me, interuptin' me like that..."

~I have a sneaking suspicion I know where shes going with this...~

"Its only fair, since you kept me from getting off on ma own, that you step in an finish the job."

~Yup, called that one. What the bearded fuck is going on here, first that more then moderately bat shit crazy pastry chef with no gag reflex or respect for the laws of physics, now this random wench basically throws her jolly bits at a complete stranger, and...~

His train of thought derailed as what was happening in front of him managed to burn past his half hearted objections. She had bent down. Strong, perfectly toned legs stretching all the way up to an amazingly sculpted ass, firm and taut from years of hard work. She looked over her shoulder at him, a confident smirk on her face as she reached back, pulling those full cheeks apart. She was soaked, gaping in anticipation, and he swore that her tight little plot hole actually winked at him.

~Oh holy hell...my objections, they suddenly went away...~

"C'mon now ya big ol' pervert. This ass ain't gonna fuck itself...one thing though fella, when you pop, you do it in ma mouth. You get so much as a drop anywhere else, I'll tear yer balls off an make em into hoof warmers."

If her comment registered, he showed no sign. He stepped forward, hard since he had first seen her, thick cock sliding up her inner thigh, coating itself in her wetness as he towered over her.

"Quit screwin around an get ta fuckin already, I gotta be up in the north orchard in less then an hour, an I expect at least two good ol fashioned screamin orgasms before then!"

That was all the encouragement he needed. Without hesitation he reared back, his shaft rubbed along her trim stomach and farther back, trailing between the lips of her cleft. As his broad head pressed between her full nether lips, he felt a slight shiver run through the body beneath him.

~This makes no damn sense and I couldn't possibly care less...~

With a quick roll of his hips, he pushed forward. For a second it seemed he wouldn't make it in, his rock solid erection actually bending slightly, the force behind it pushing her forward a step before it slipped between those puffy, waiting lips.

They moaned together, her at the delightful feeling as he filled her, him at the way she drew him in, enveloping him in a sopping wet, velvety vice.

A low, animalistic sound escaped the beasts clenched teeth. Part growl, part groan, he wasted no time, pistoning into her without restraint.

"Ooooh yeah fella, hard an fast an don't you dare hold back!!"

She staggered, each rapid fire thrust slapping against her firm ass with enough force to drive her forward. After a few awkward steps, she found herself braced against the tree where she had been leaning back just a few moments ago.

The rough bark scratched and cut as she was savagely, repeatedly thrust against it. The faint stinging pain in her neck and chest just enough to enhance the pleasure of the beastly fucking being unleashed by the monstrous stranger and the amazing molten heat of his cock.

"More, harder, faster, don't you dare let up you magnificent bastard, fuck me like yer gettin paid!!"

Applejack could feel heat radiating off of the bulky frame above her like a miniature blue sun. She felt the sweat dripping off him onto her back as he let loose, exerting his full, raw power into her willing body with thrust after bruisingly strong thrust.

This was just the way she liked it. Fast, savage, animalistic. No sissy ass romanticism or cutesy nonsense, just good old hardcore rutting for the sake of rutting. Hell, she didn't even know this guys name...and got off even more from knowing that.

She howled as she came, a long, ululating rebel yell that echoed back from the trees, filling the small clearing with the sound of her release and startling every avian in the vicinity into panicked flight. Her legs quaked, her back arced, and Behemoth grinned as he felt her stetson crush against his neck as she threw her head back.

He smirked as she arced up against him, her whole body from tail to the back of her head pressed up against him, he could feel her heart pounding in time with the convulsions of her sex.

~Heh heh, yup, I've still got it.~

He chuckled as he stepped back a bit, just enough to pull his still hard cock out of her, it swung up as it slipped free, smacking up along his belly with a wet thud.

"Ya know, for all the game you were talking, I was expecting this to be more of a challenge..."

Her head spun around quickly to face his one eyed smirk, the look of satisfaction faded quickly, replaced with one part annoyance, one part determination. Those brilliant green eyes narrowed as she replied.

"Oh I ain't done with you yet stranger..."

She swung her rear legs around quickly, sweeping his legs out from under him in an impressive display of agility, speed, And raw strength. Unceremoniously dumping the gigantic pegasus into the grass. She continued the spin, and in one fluid motion landed on her playthings stomach, the hot length of him riding up her back, its thick base trapped between her firm cheeks.

"I said at least two, we're just gettin started."

Looking up at her, eye brows raised, it took him a moment to respond.

"Well that was impressive..."

She rose up over him, until the head of his wide erection was pressing up against her tight asshole.

"Damn straight, but you ain't seen...uunngghhh...nothin yet..."

"Oh hell no, there's no way I'm gonna fit, you're gonna break someth-"

As was quickly becoming the norm, his objections fell on deaf ears as slowly, steadily, she lowered herself down. Inch after inch of him disappearing into her toned, trim rear.

"OhshitohfuckohLunaohargublargublaaaa........"

The ability to create coherent speech left him as she steadily engulfed him, biting her lower lip with a faint frown, she was breathing hard, almost gasping when their hips finally met.

"Mmmmfff...yeah, alright partner, this'll do...try to hold out for a while eh?"

Without waiting for a response that he wasn't capable of giving anyway, she got to work. Her powerfully muscled legs rippling as she rose and fell along his girth.

Behemoth was in heaven. The tightness, the speed, the skill of the mare on top of him blew his mind. In every other aspect he would set the pace, here though, here he was perfectly fine with letting his new "acquaintance" take point.

He laid back and relaxed, closing his eyes and letting her do all the work. His passivity didn't go unnoticed however, and Applejack spoke up with an annoyed grunt.

"Havin a nice nap ya massive jackass?"

To accentuate her words she slammed her rear down onto him hard, bouncing his heavy balls off the grass with the force of her impact. His eyes snapped open and, looking up at the angry smirk on her face, he opened his mouth to speak but she cut him off before he got a word out.

"Lets see if you can snooze when I bring out ma 'A' game..."

As it turned out, he couldn't. She squeezed. Clenching around his thick base tight as a fist. This was enough to goad a drawn out groan from the blue beast, but was nothing compared to what she had planned next.

Showing a degree of muscle control that, frankly, where he not experiencing it directly he would rate somewhere between physically impossible and fucking witchcraft, she clenched just around his base, then slowly moved the tightness up his shaft with a steady rolling motion. All this without lifting so much as an inch off of him.

"Ohhhh holy hell...that's new..."

"Yeah...mmmff...figgered that'd wake up yer busted up ass."

Now that she had his undivided attention, she got back to it. She slipped into a quick rhythm, powerful, well toned legs flexing as they smoothly powered her along his length, her miraculous internal gymnastics not pausing for a second. With each rise and fall of her gorgeous ass, every squeeze and pull as she milked him, he came closer to release. She could feel his shaft pulsing, swelling as he came close.

"You gettin close huh? C'mon fella, let loose, gimmie all that hot gooey goodness, I wanna find out what a tore up ol' pervert tastes like."

He groaned loudly as she slapped her rump down onto him one last time before drawing up, the tightness of her ass leaving his cock head a dark purple as it emerged from her darkness and into the bright light of early afternoon. She slid down quickly, kneeling between his haunches, firmly grasping his shaft, smacking his trembling head against her waiting tongue.

"Ohhh fuuu...gghhrrlll..."

Those bright green eyes bore into his one gold, the intensity in them pushing him over the edge as his first stinging squirt splashed along her tongue and up into her eager throat. After the second strong lips closed around his broad glans, her skillful tongue dancing circles around it, flicking into the hole between each shot, lapping up every drop as the last trickled out of him.

"MmmmmmmmmmWahh!!"

She released him and stood, licking her lips with a satisfied grin.

"Not bad stranger, not too bad at all."

She started off toward the stream, glancing back at him as she came to the crystal clear water.

"I was expecting a bit more as far as quantity goes, but that'll do. Maybe I'll see ya around sometime."

She nodded with a tip of her stetson, then cleared the slow moving brook with a single, effortless leap. He hadn't a chance to speak before she slipped into the trees heading uphill and disappeared. And just like that, he was once again alone.

"Damn...that was...hell, I don't even know what that was..."

He stood slowly, brushing himself off and stretching wings that were protesting about being laid on. Preoccupied, he didn't notice the trickle of inky blackness working its way down stream, diluting, fading into the cool water as it stretched off towards town from it's headwaters somewhere deep in the Everfree.

After a moment, he walked off back towards town. Cutting through the trees, low hanging leaves brushed along his flanks, whisking away the sweat of his recent exertion as he pushed his way through. It wasn't long at all before he was standing on top of a gently sloping hill, knee deep in wild grass, the entirety of Ponyville spread out below him.

This had been his subconscious goal before he was...distracted. Since he was just a colt this had been his favorite place. Quiet and peaceful. Solitary and serene. He could, and many times had, sat up here for hours and watched the world unfold around him.

"The more things change, the more they stay the same..."

His voice was almost a whisper. He'd been back for closing in on a full day. But here, now, he finally felt as though he'd come back. Even the slowly waning light as a team of pegasi constructed a storm front over head added to the simple beauty that radiated from every aspect of this day.

Faintly carried on the wind, he heard the laughter and happy shrieks of a group of fillies. He watched the bustle, the vibrant pulse of the town laid out before him. The silent hum of growth, strength...and peace.

In a fleeting moment, he thought that now, all these years later, maybe, just maybe, this time around he'd find peace. He wouldn't, not yet. He didn't know that now, however, and for that one fleeting moment, it was a nice delusion.

He stood there motionless, for what could've been minutes or hours, before noticing the rhythmic swish-swash of a large form passing through the tall grass, coming up to him from behind. He turned to face the new arrival, expecting almost anything. Almost.

"Holy he...Mac, is that you?!"

A huge grin leaped across his face as he stepped forward to meet the burly crimson stallion.

"Damn brother, is it good to see-"

Behemoths joyful greeting was cut off by the impact of a massive hoof, square into the side of his head.