Taken For a Ride
Applejack stood with her mouth hanging wide open, caught somewhere between dumb disbelief and scorching embarrassment. Seconds ago, she had been on her way home from the outskirts of the Everfree Forest, and then she'd heard the shrieking, and veered off the path to investigate, and then she had stumbled across... this, in a small clearing.
She closed her eyes tight, then opened them again, but she knew that what she was seeing wouldn’t go away so easily; she had been exhausted to the point of hallucination before, and those hallucinations hadn’t included details like the musky smell of pony bodies in motion, or the low wailing of a certain pink-maned pegasus who was being railed by a stallion who looked exactly like Rainbow Dash.
The cutie mark, the vibrant mane and tail, the honed and tempered physique with a coat of cool sky-blue--all of it belonged to Rainbow Dash. The only difference was an added component located in the space between the Dash-stallion’s rear legs and Fluttershy’s rear end. The component in question was long, and solid, and dull blue in color, except for the part that was being pistoned in and out of Fluttershy; that part gleamed with viscous Fluttershy fluids.
Applejack realized that she was standing stock-still, and that she had only blinked once in the entire time she’d been standing in the clearing. How long had that been? She couldn’t venture a guess. All she could think about was the way the pony atop Fluttershy moved, taut muscles tensing with every rhythmic thrust, nostrils flaring, wings fluttering. She also noticed the way Rainbow Dash—for that was who the stallion was—was biting down on a polished metal cylinder. No, not polished; glimmering with soft purple magic.
Next, Applejack realized that her knees were weakening, and simultaneously, she realized that she was wondering what it might be like to be mounted by a stallion with Rainbow Dash’s toned flanks, Rainbow Dash’s glinting amethyst eyes, and Rainbow Dash’s prismatic mane. Fluttershy gave some hints as to how it might feel by breathing a very dainty, very Fluttershy mewl through her slackened jaw with each pump that she took.
It was a scene straight out of the kind of fantasy normally reserved for exhaustion-addled nights and feverish daydreams, and it was making Applejack dizzy. She subconsciously took a step backward, and froze from tail to nose as she stepped too hard on a crunchy patch of dry leaves and twigs.
Fluttershy’s eyes flew wide with panic and whipped toward the source of the sound, searching for danger. She switched to a different kind of panic when she found a pair of eyes staring back--not the eyes of a timberwolf or a manticore, but the green eyes of an earth pony friend who lived just outside town.
“W-wait... Rain... Rainb... buh...”
Fluttershy sputtered and lost her words every time she took another impact from behind. With a deep breath and a burst of force, she managed to cry out:
“Rainbow Dash, WAIT!”
“Whuh th’ hrll?” Rainbow growled through the glowing object in her mouth.
“Over... over th-there... it’s...”
Rainbow Dash parked her cock inside Fluttershy, then furrowed her brow. "Sprt‘t out!"
Fluttershy took another deep breath.
“YOU spit it out! Applejack is here watching us and it isn’t right and we have to stop!”
Rainbow Dash turned to look.
“Hrrh? ‘pplej’ck?” Rainbow Dash turned her head. “...Rrpplej’ck!” And Rainbow Dash cracked a smile that was made all the wider by the way her teeth were parted around the magic metal rod. There was a faint slurping sound as she dismounted unceremoniously from Fluttershy’s haunches. “Thrs ’s prrf’ct!
Applejack tried unsuccessfully not to stare. Rainbow Dash was walking towards her, wielding that thing like an awkwardly mounted lance, apparently still raised and ready even after what it had put Fluttershy through. Rainbow Dash had a penis, a penis, stiff and swinging and still glistening with Flutterjuice. She also had an ecstatic smile, and both things were aimed directly at Applejack. Those glinting maroon eyes hit with force that Applejack could never have imagined—or maybe she had been imagining it for a long time, and that was just the problem. She could feel her cheeks turning from orange to hot crimson.
“Ah din’t mean to intrude!” she blurted. “Ah’ll just be off, now... no need ta worry, you two jus’ go on with what y’all were doin’...” She tried to simply turn and bolt, but something in her chest wouldn’t let her look away, even while her vision started to blur again.
Rainbow Dash shook her head rapidly. “Whuh? Rrgh, nrh—!” She turned her head aside, dropped the metal piece, and cleared her throat. “—No! Wait, Applejack, don’t go, this is totally awesome!”
For the second time since stumbling upon the scene, Applejack closed her eyes, then opened them again, because Rainbow Dash’s body had transformed again, the entire length of dick retreating back along her body until it seemed to tuck itself away and out of sight. The pegasus mare in front of Applejack was now just that—a mare—but she was still Rainbow Dash, with Rainbow Dash’s radiant mane, powerful body, and beautiful glinting amethyst eyes. Applejack felt herself gulp down amazing, painful, utterly unfair feelings that still hadn’t gone away, even though the Rainbow Dick had.
Rainbow Dash—the normal Rainbow Dash, now—cocked her head with a faint furrow of her brow. The smirk didn’t disappear, although it was starting to look strained. “Is there a reason you’ve been just standing there instead of clopping to this?”
Applejack’s gut lurched as she realized that she didn’t know the answer to that question. She also realized that the blur over her vision was starting to spill from the corners of her eyes. Her voice quavered as much as the rest of her body as she spoke.
“I hafta go an’... uh... ah shouldn’t be here.” She took another backward step.
"What? Why the hell not?” Rainbow Dash switched from a forced smile to an annoyed frown. “Didn’t I just say that I want you here? You have no idea how perfect it is that you showed up when you did." She turned and glared at Fluttershy, who shrank back like a turtle pulling its head into its shell.
"I think I’m the one who should go. Sorry... well, no. I’m not sorry.” The change from vulnerable to assertive was as abrupt as if a switch had been pulled in Fluttershy’s brain.
“I don’t know what you were thinking, Rainbow Dash.” She stared into the distance, and a terrible, haunted look drifted across her features. "That... that wasn't safe."
"Says you!"
"Yes, Rainbow Dash. Says me." Her tone was flat, and her eyes were hard-set.
Then the switch flipped back, and she glanced away as if to hide behind the flow of her hair. "So... I’ll be going now, but still, you know... thank you? ...Sorry."
Rainbow Dash didn’t even look back as she turned to Applejack and waved a hoof in Fluttershy’s general direction. "Yeah, whatever, get outta here.”
Which was what Fluttershy did, galloping away until she crunched through the bushes and was gone, or at least out of sight.
Applejack somehow found it in herself to snap instead of running, or staring, or crying. "So do you wanna tell me what exactly you wanted me for? Seems to me like you an’ Fluttershy were gettin’ on fine without me!"
Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes. “Whatever. Fluttershy was being a giant pain in the flanks. But lucky for me..."
The Rainbow Dash signature smirk came right back, and she even licked her lips. "Now that you're here, things are gonna be awesome."
With a flick of her hoof, Rainbow Dash sent the bit on a direct collision course with Applejack's face.
"Catch!"
"Wha-"
Applejack caught the glimmering projectile between her teeth with a clink, and then the change came—and the sensation that followed was so bizarre that Applejack herself nearly came, too.
Magic leapt outward from the bit and surged through Applejack, grabbing her quivering, vulnerable libido and dragging it forcibly outward into the real world, where it was transformed from a faint aching need in her loins into a solid, physical thing located on her loin area. Applejack swayed on her hooves, woozy from the gut-wrenchingly unexpected stimulation.
"Whuh—Whuh th’ hrwlin’ hrs'plles—"
Dash grinned full-force as she saw the spasms wracking Applejack's face. "Well? Awesome, right? I found it in what was left of Trixie's cart, along with a lot of other—oh my gosh, Applejack, you wouldn't believe the kinds of kinky stuff Trixie was into!"
She pranced up, dropping her head low in a blatant attempt to have a look at the magic's effects, and frisked a circle around Applejack before Applejack had a chance to object.
"Hot damn! That... You HAVE to give me some of that! What was I thinking bringing Fluttershy out for the test-fly just because she's a pegasus?"
“Now see here!”
Applejack defiantly spit the bit to the ground, stomping a hoof in front of Rainbow Dash’s nose to get her attention. Her no-nonsense glare broke, embarrassingly, at the feeling of her not-vagina slurping back into its right and natural vagina-ly shape.
Rainbow Dash jumped back in surprise, then glared.
“Hey! What was that for? Don’t you want to test out the equipment?”
Applejack forced herself to get angry at the pony who still looked, smelled, and talked exactly like the Stallion Dash who Applejack wanted so badly. Being angry felt good, actually, because angry was easy compared to the other feelings roiling in her gut.
"Ya still haven't told me why yer' so happy to see me instead o’ Fluttershy! You two were doin' it like lovebirds!"
Rainbow Dash bridled, her mouth twisting into an expression of faint disgust. “What? Haven't you heard 'doesn't count unless the wings are touching?’ I was only doing that as a favor to her.” She wrinkled her nose with a pouty sneer. “She refused to go with what I wanted. Like I can dish it out like a whole driving team, but no, when I want to take it I'm some kind of delicate little flower..."
“Delicate little...” Applejack’s head spun with the bizzareness of what she was about to say. “So you’re saying Fluttershy... thought you couldn’t take her?"
Rainbow Dash opened her mouth, closed it, opened it again.
“You remember that time we all stepped in a patch of Poison Joke?”
Applejack grimaced at the memory. “Kinda hard to forget.”
“And you remember how I made fun of her for a while by calling her Flutterguy?”
“Yeah? And?”
Instead of answering, Rainbow Dash bit her lower lip and turned away to stare into the distance.
It took a moment of awkward silence for the implications to set in.
“Oh,” Applejack said flatly.
Rainbow Dash gave a defeated kind of sigh. "So, I mean, I guess she was probably right. Or, okay, there’s pretty much no way she wasn’t right. I mean... whoa.”
Applejack tried to imagine what a foreleg-sized, Fluttershy-colored megadick might look like. She failed.
“...Still!” Rainbow Dash huffed, screwing her lips up into a pout. “That was some kinda insult! My ‘flower’ is as tough as the rest of me!"
And Rainbow Dash turned a clean 180 degrees, raised her tail, and openly flashed Applejack, even using a single flap of wing-lift to rise onto her forehooves and give a good, full view. She jutted her rear end out so enthusiastically that she very nearly bumped Applejack’s muzzle with her pert blue ponypuss.
Applejack could feel Rainbow Dash’s body heat--could practically taste it. One errant twitch from either party, and Applejack would be would be kissing Rainbow Dash on the rear lips.
“Stop that! J-just stop that! I... I’m not... I’m not gay!"
But Applejack choked on those words, because the Element of Honesty in her heart wouldn’t let her deny the facts, at least not to herself. The ache in her chest and groin wanted what Rainbow Dash was offering, and she, Applejack, suddenly wanted Rainbow Dash more than anything—but the cold, the sick, and the tears from before were back, and this time Applejack knew why.
Rainbow Dash landed, but she still kept her tail raised as she wiggled her trim little hindquarters. “Whatever! The wings aren’t touching, because you don’t have any, which means it’s just for fun, and it’s sorta straight when you think about it, right?”
“Listen to you!” Applejack’s voice wavered, so she cranked up the angry, hoping that it would make the sick just go away. “Like you can just put a dick on me and suddenly—”
"Come on, don’t you think I know how to make it really good? I mean, I know what I’m doing when it comes to dicks, magic or not..."
"Tha's not what’s wrong here! This is just—just confusin’! Will ya PLEASE—"
Rainbow Dash flicked Applejack’s nose with her tail, which snapped Applejack’s head back like a kick to the jaw.
Then came the scratchy little voice, sickly-sweet and unbearably enticing. "Geez, what’s got you so uptight? Don'tcha love me?"
Something snapped. Applejack stopped stuttering and let loose a full-force roar.
"Just STOP!"
Rainbow Dash obeyed--she froze in place, in fact--and so did every bird within a quarter mile radius. In the dead silence that followed, Applejack felt herself tremble with nauseated, tear-stained rage.
The silence was broken by a desperate, barely restrained sob.
Rainbow Dash’s eyes bugged out. “Sorry! I’m sorry for, uh...”
She took half a step back from the spot where the boss mare of Sweet Apple Acres had started crying into the dirt.
“Seriously, AJ, talk to me, what’s the problem? You’re freaking me out here!”
The dam broke, and Applejack wailed her soul out through her lungs. “I do love you! I’m a mare, but I love you anyway, Rainbow Dash, and I din’t even know it before now, an’ now that I do, it’s just so you can take me for a test-ride with some magic toy!”
All thoughts of saving face by up and running for it evaporated. Celestia knew she had tried to back out and walk away, but now it was too late, and there was nothing to do except cry and cry and cry...
“... Hey. Applejack?” The voice came from very close to Applejack’s ear.
Applejack pulled her hat down over her eyes and managed to control her tears long enough to sputter back some words that she thought might be the right ones. “Jus’ leave me here, I won’t be no trouble...”
“Applejack!”
This time, there was a nudge at the side of her head. She pulled her hat back and raised her head just enough to be able to see an all too familiar pair of maroon eyes staring back at her.
Applejack felt warm breath against her face as Rainbow Dash kissed her on the nose.
“I love you too, numbskull.”
Applejack felt her face stiffen with shock--but then she shook her head as quickly as she could, lowering her eyes again. “You don’t hafta say that,” she muttered to the tear-dampened earth. “I toldja not to worry...”
She straightened as best she could, forcing her knees to hold steady and not betray the way her heart had been slashed wide open, its insides exposed to the breeze. Time to leave, for sure this time, just a few steps of holding back the flood and she would be gone from the clearing, then a few more minutes and she would be home, and...
“Uh, hello? I said, ‘I love you!’ did you hear me?”
Applejack looked up, and there they were again, Rainbow Dash’s eyes, inches away from her own. This time, Rainbow Dash didn’t hold back when she kissed Applejack full on the lips.
Applejack froze, then melted. Something tiny in a distant corner of her mind registered shock at being locked into a kiss with another mare. Besides, she would’ve expected Rainbow Dash to kiss like Pinkie Pie attacking a bucket of oats. What she felt instead was firm, sweet, and pleasantly warm instead of searing hot. The way Rainbow Dash’s mouth closed over hers, the way that tongue dabbed at her lips, it was all power and no aggression. Being kissed by Rainbow Dash was like leaning into a stiff spring breeze--though Applejack could feel the suppressed fury of a summer storm.
They broke apart, and with the wetness around Applejack’s eyes and lips, it was like there really had been some kind of highly localized rainstorm. Applejack tried to speak, but all she managed to do was stare, her eyes brimming with liquid wonder.
“Guess I'm just that sexy, huh?" Rainbow Dash murmured, angling her muzzle down and resting her forehead against Applejack's. "Looks like I turned good old straight-and-narrow Applejack into a fillyfooler."
Those words made Applejack want to throw herself good and hard toward Rainbow Dash in order to squeeze her and kiss her and then maybe beg her for a good fucking. Instead, she just nuzzled Rainbow Dash with a tear-stained cheek.
"Ya wanted this, huh?” she muttered. “Really wanted, y'know... wanted me?"
Applejack didn't see the nod, but she felt Rainbow Dash's head moving.
"I told Fluttershy to scram for a reason, AJ. It’s not just that she was being annoying, it’s... You're exactly the kind of pony I want. I always thought so, for a long time, and it always bummed me out that I couldn't have you."
Applejack tore her face away from that summer-blue fur so that she could look Rainbow Dash properly in the eye.
“D’you really mean that, Rainbow Dash? I’m the one you want?”
There came two sickening heartbeats of silence. Rainbow Dash cleared her throat, her tone having switched over to a decidedly un-romantic one. “Uh... well...”
A terrifying shock of nausea hit Applejack in the gut. It took a tremendous force of will to keep from breaking down into tears again. “Well what?”
“Okay, right now? Like, right this minute?” Rainbow sucked a breath through her teeth. “Right now I’m seriously horny, and the pony I want is you except with a dick. So... how about you pick that thing back up and fuck me?"
"Um!" Applejack leaned back further, looked over at the metal cylinder, then back to Rainbow Dash’s eyes, then down to the vacant space between Rainbow Dash's belly and the grass underfoot. Then Applejack bit her lip.
Rainbow Dash's ears flicked, and she arched a brow in obvious annoyance. "Now what?"
"Well..." Her mind's eye saw Stallion Dash again, so vividly that her mind's vagina--no, just her regular vagina, actually--started to warm with need, twice as mercilessly as before. The pegasus standing in front of Applejack at that moment looked exactly like the stallion that Applejack's marehood was begging for, except for one key piece.
"It’s just, I saw what you gave Fluttershy, and it looked like you were awful good at it... "
Rainbow Dash rolled her eyes with a sneer and an exasperated huff. "Ugh! You too? I’m tough like a guy, so everyone wants me to BE a guy, is that it?"
Applejack tried valiantly to say "no." She succeeded in glancing uncomfortably from side to side and biting progressively harder on her lower lip, until her mouth was pursed and her muzzle was scrunched back.
"Come on!" Rainbow Dash pleaded. "I've done a lot of, you know, 'thinking' about it, and I'm pretty sure you would be the best lover ever. You spend all day kicking trees hard enough to shake all the apples out! Think about that!"
That made a surprising amount of sense, actually. Possibilities for replies tumbled around in Applejack's head for several confused seconds. Applejack's mouth decided on a response.
"D-duhh... ah reckon."
She heard herself say it, and then she flattened her ears in embarrassment. Of all the silly things she had said in her time, rarely had she ever caught herself sounding so stupid.
It was only five seconds of awkward silence, but it felt like years.
Rainbow broke the silence with an exasperated, loose raspberry of the lips. "Fine," she sighed.
Applejack's ears instantly perked up. "R-really?"
"Oh yeah. Oh yeah."
The Dashie smirk, Applejack thought, was quite versatile. This time, the mischievous look wasn't merely eager; it was outright predatory. Rainbow Dash's scratchy soprano somehow managed to turn dark and seductive as she drew closer.
"I'm gonna pound you so good that it’ll put any stallion from here to Manehattan to shame. They’re gonna add an event to the Iron Pony gauntlet in honor of the time Rainbow Dash fucked Applejack in a clearing at the edge of the Everfree Forest. After I'm done with you, you'll be trotting funny for days."
Applejack's breath caught in her chest, and her heart thumped blood into her ears so hard that she just about fainted. She mouthed an “uhh,” but was too far off-balance to vocalize it. In fact, she nearly forgot to be embarrassed about the fact that Rainbow Dash had set her swaying like a lovestruck little filly who had just been promised a magic-enhanced pounding by the stallion of her dreams.
Then Rainbow Dash stopped smiling and brought a forehoof down in a fierce stomp. "That’s AFTER you give me mine! I mean come on..."
Applejack's field of vision was abruptly filled with soft, inviting blue labia again.
"... You sounded like you wanted some of this, a minute ago."
She had said nothing of the sort, but Applejack couldn't bring herself to protest as such, because this time there was nothing confusing about how beautiful the view was--nothing confusing about how much Applejack wanted what was being offered.
Applejack turned her eyes toward the sliver of metal sitting on the ground, and prodded it gingerly with her left forehoof. It glimmered in response, humming with promise.
"So I'll just, uh, jump your flanks and... y’know... stick it in? I ain't never done foreplay to a mare before..."
That got an a huff of disbelief from Rainbow Dash. "Oh, come on! Do I look like I still need foreplay to you?"
She raised her tail higher to present the faintly glistening evidence.
"I told you, pick that thing up and fuck me!"
It wasn’t the words fuck me that finally got through to Applejack; it was the wink. Not a wink of the eyes, either. Applejack had never watched somepony else’s vagina do it, but she knew exactly what it felt like for a mare’s body to issue that brief invitation, signalling with a mind of its own that it was ready. The notion of growing a magic member and then sticking it into another mare was still so strange that thinking about it made Applejack slightly dizzy, but Rainbow Dash’s body was begging for cock and that, at least, was something that Applejack could understand.
“Weee-ll?” Rainbow Dash said in a bratty little lilt. “You’re supposed to be fucking me, not standing there saying ‘yay!’ What, worried that you can’t handle me?”
"What do you mean, can’t handle...”
A challenge. Applejack understood that, too.
“...Ha! Better brace yerself, li'l pony, 'cause you just signed up for a ride!"
Rainbow Dash squeaked an “ohmygosh!” and winked again, beckoning lewdly with both labia. Applejack knew from experience that the signal wasn’t just sexy, it was powerfully needy. Rainbow Dash and her vagina were sending out a cry for help.
Well, Applejack was nothing if not a helpful friend. In one fluid motion, giving herself no chance to lose her nerve, she nicked the bit off the ground with her teeth, reared up and clutched Rainbow’s flanks with both forelegs, swung her hips toward Rainbow as she felt the magic surging forward from her groin again...
Applejack grunted as she felt herself mash the blunt end of her magical stallion-flesh against Rainbow Dash’s buttocks, and then she felt what it was like to have a heavy, solid hard-on swaying and bouncing about in empty space. Beneath, Rainbow Dash let out a feverish spout of “Oh no no don’t tease don’t do this to me please pleeeeease...” which made Applejack clench down on the bit in frustration. The way Rainbow Dash was squirming, aiming a cock at that slippery little bullseye would have been hard enough for somepony who had been born pre-equipped with a penis.
“Ah got this,” Applejack growled, squeezing Rainbow Dash with both forelegs as she lined up to take another stab.
“Come on, seriously, I can’t taaaooooohh yeeeeeessss!” Rainbow Dash moaned.
Applejack almost didn’t hear it, because she had just been introduced to what it felt like to slide her cock into Rainbow Dash’s warm, welcoming, lust-coated pony vag.
She stroked both forehooves along her pony lover’s sides in a trembling embrace, and rested her cheek against her back. A theatrically saucy "ooo-ooo-oooh!" made Dashie’s back vibrate as Applejack sank her magic flesh deeper into heart-pounding bliss.
Applejack had only been in possession of a dick for a matter of minutes, but pressing it deeper into Rainbow Dash's soft and contracting warmth was already the most natural thing in the world. The closest it felt like was stroking herself with a marecum-coated sponge--or perhaps it felt more like humping a particularly soft and fleshy pillow--but most of all it felt like making sweet love to a squirming little pegasus who had shattered her world and then built her a new one with nothing more than the words ‘I love you too.’
“Oh... oh my...”
A dream was what it was, a waking dream, surreal and perfect. Applejack felt herself shudder with mind-emptying bliss as her cock, practically of its own volition, pushed against the end of Rainbow’s tunnel and then drew unhurriedly back. All the little things that Applejack didn’t understand about her position and what to do with it didn’t seem to matter. It was so easy, was what it was, just a steady pumping of the hips to experience the unimagined wonder of a stallion’s pleasure. The strange, demanding new thing between Applejack’s hind legs was driving Rainbow Dash deeper into a squealing, writhing frenzy, and it liked that.
“Yes! Yes oh Applejack yes yesss...”
Rainbow Dash, from the looks of her, was feeling a kind of dreamy bliss that was anything but serene. Her wings fluttered madly, she clawed at the ground with both forehooves, and she let out a little croon every time she was nudged forward by the powerful, beautiful pony mounting her. Applejack let her hooves trace along Rainbow’s sides and haunches, feeling her way tenderly across her love’s body as she started to thrust more firmly, fueled by an inner fire that had never been a part of her until now--maybe it was the magic giving her a stallion’s fire and need, or maybe it was simply that Applejack had never wanted anypony like how she wanted Rainbow Dash, but something drove her forward.
“Applejack, A-Applejack, don’t stop, oh, oh, ohh!”
Rainbow Dash visibly melted into a mess of whimpering, unrestrained lust as Applejack gave her exactly what she had asked for from the most powerful haunches in Equestria. She didn’t turn up the pace more than a notch or two--Applejack might have been new to the sensation of sliding a cock into the confines of a pony pussy, but she wasn’t a colt, and she wasn’t going to cut loose into wild and frantic humping, because she didn’t need to. She savored every inch of every smooth, driving push, and she made sure that Rainbow Dash felt every inch just as well. She was all strength and no fury, plunging deep and smooth, even as she let this new and wonderful thing drive her to take that perfect, slick pony vag harder and more greedily. She lowered her head to rest it against Rainbow’s back again, noticing her own breath becoming labored with the effort of containing the pleasure, the feelings--Rainbow Dash’s wings quivered helplessly in front of her, so she nuzzled into them, rubbing her nose against the soft primary feathers.
“M-my wing--ah--ahh!”
Applejack clenched down on the bit until it made her teeth ache, and she unconsciously squeezed Rainbow Dash harder. She let out something between a growl and a vocal shudder. Involuntary tightness wracked her body from the bottom up in preparation for something huge and important as she worked her cock for a few more crucial strokes--
A shuddering “Hrr-rrrh!” sounded through Applejack’s parted teeth. The orgasm surged with a force both alien and natural, both magical and primal. Applejack’s loins seized rhythmically of their own accord, pumping wet heat through magic-flesh and into Rainbow Dash.
“Ahh... ahh! Yes, yes!”
Applejack’s vicegrip on Rainbow Dash’s flanks started to quiver. She drew her hips back again for one more unsteady thrust, squirting another load in mid-stroke. It felt so good that she pumped again, and again, and again, filling Rainbow Dash with hot seed that that the magic had crafted from a piece of Applejack’s enflamed soul. Rainbow Dash's inner walls contracted greedily around the Applecock buried in it, milking it for stallion-seed with every gentle squeeze, and Rainbow Dash herself let out a shrill scream of pure ecstacy, bucking and writhing as if every spurt was an electric shock that drove her to a convulsing peak of insane pleasure, then held her there at the plateau for just a few eternal seconds...
Applejack let her arms go slack as she collapsed into a limp, panting pile of dead weight on Dashie’s back.
Dead silence again, for quite a while this time. Either Rainbow’s lewd shrieking had startled the birds again, or else they had all been enjoying the show. Applejack had plenty of time to take a few long, deep breaths with her head against Rainbow Dash’s heaving, faintly sweat-scented back. She didn’t release the bit, not yet--she liked the feeling of leaving a still-twitching part of her nested in her pony lover’s inner warmth.
“Oh, Rrn’bow... ” Applejack muttered, still unwilling to let the bit fall from her teeth. Then she took another breath and started to say something else, but she didn’t get a chance, because Rainbow chose that moment to blast out and away from beneath her, only to circle back and yank her into a twisting tackle before she could even fall to the ground.
The throw knocked the bit from Applejack’s mouth--its stallion adornment sucked its way into Applejack’s body and was gone, leaving only a wet spot on her stomach. Meanwhile, Rainbow Dash was cuddling close and planting a flurry of kisses on whatever she could reach of Applejack’s lips, cheek, nose, neck...
“I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you”
Rainbow Dash’s happiness was infectious--Applejack found herself grinning wide, and she even raised a hoof to ruffle her little pegasus’s slightly sweat-matted mane.
“Love you Applejack, oh Applejack I love you I--” She stopped for a gasp of air. “I love you I love you I love you I lrrrmmfrr--”
Applejack muffled her little Dashie by pulling the squeaking little ball of joy into a slightly confused and chaotic kiss. It started as a bit of play, a sweet way to remind Rainbow Dash to breathe, but it quickly became more. There were sweet cute kisses, and then there were red-hot greedy kisses, but this was a third kind of kiss, powerful but not frantic, a kiss that had everything to give and nothing to prove.
Their lips parted, and their eyes met.
“I was jus’ thinking the same thing,” Applejack said. And she pulled Rainbow Dash back down for another kiss.
Sure, she had gone through a lot of trouble with the magic cock to put Rainbow Dash through a first-class orgasm, and that had been something special for sure--but now they were kissing. The feeling of a mare-juice-coated pony vag convulsing around her cock in orgasmic desperation had been one of today’s amazing new experiences, and now it was the feeling of a lithe blue pegasus body melting against Applejack’s, relaxed and full of trust.
“Guess I did okay as your stallion?” Applejack mused.
Rainbow Dash shook her head where she lay.
“You’re not ‘my stallion,’” she said. “You’re Applejack. That’s better.”
And she nuzzled closer, like a foal burrowing deeper into the covers in preparation to go to sleep.
“Way, way better.”