AJ's an anthro, and competes in a specialized roller derby!
Written after an odd prompt I got in the derpibooru IRC, Applejack has a surprise roller derby match with an unknown opponent. Contains cock vore. Contains digestion depending on which ending you choose.
Applejack shook her head as she got dressed in the locker room, attaching some elbow pads, knee pads and a helmet to her toned anthro body. She wore pretty much nothing else but a smile on her face. Her breasts weren't too big thanks to the hard work she did at the farm keeping her trim and strong, and her sheath hid a surprise that could rival Big Mac's. “Ah don't know who done challenged me ta' a match in a sport I dominate in,” she chuckled to herself, “Or if'n they know what happens ta' the losers, but I don't rightly care! I'm undefeated in all mah matches.”
Before she could dwell any longer on her thoughts about who could have challenged her, a fully clothed unicorn stallion entered the room. He was the owner of the sports arena that held the matches every month. “AJ!” he exclaimed, a mix of excitement and happiness in his voice. “It's almost time for the run to start, are ya' ready?”
“I sure as shoot, am, Mister Derby, but I have ta' ask... Who's th' pony that done challenged me?” She glanced at a poster of the match on the wall, which of course was less helpful than ever. It had a picture of her bust and under that, her name, but the opponent's slot was a big question mark. Underneath the question mark it just had, 'Super Special Secret Opponent!'
“Now AJ, I've told you a million times since this match was set up. I can't tell you that! This surprise match between you and your opponent is raking in the bits!”
AJ rolled her eyes. She wasn't surprised the owner of a sports arena would be more concerned with profit than her own curiosity. She held up a finger and opened her mouth, about to speak, when Derby cut her off. “No more questions, it's time for the match. Let's go! Hustle hustle, we can't keep your fans waiting, now, can we?”
She sighed and shook her head some. “No... I suppose not. 'Sides,” Applejack replied, getting a small smile on her face. “I'm gonna find out who it is when we're introduced into the arena.” She felt a push to her shoulders and back, getting rushed out the locker room. Once in the hall, she could hear the roar of the crowd, and the announcer for the match already doing her intro. She hopped a couple of times, careful to not trip on the skates she was wearing. “Ok AJ, you can do this...” she muttered to herself. “No matter who th' opponent is... you're number one. You've never lost a match...”
The crowd was going wild, the noise almost deafening. AJ waved to the crowd as she stepped out and made her way to the track. Each step caused her breasts to bounce and her balls to swing back and forth. She didn't even pay attention to her intro, having heard the laud and praise so many times before. How she was undefeated, one of the fiercest competitors... it's not like she didn't already KNOW that... Instead, she kept her eyes trained on the large jumbotron, waiting to find out her opponent. Suddenly, the crowd was hushed. It was time.
“AND NOW! Introducing her opponent! ALSO hailing from Sweet Apple Acres, a relatively new and upcoming roller. Undefeated in all his own matches...”
It was at that point that Applejack stopped listening, her face blanching. She turned to look at the owner standing next to her, an angry expression on her face. She opened her mouth to speak, but Mister Derby was already speaking. “Brother vs Sister! Both undefeated!” he said quickly and happily. “How could this event NOT make headlines and bits.”
AJ ground her teeth together in anger. “Yeah, and? Ya' DO know what happens to th' loser, right? Sweet Apple Acres can't go without either o' us!” She was about to continue complaining when a large stack of papers is shoved in her face.
“You're contracted to do these matches, so stop complaining and go out there and make me money!”
Applejack was crestfallen. He was right, and she was stuck doing the match. Big Mac, on the other hand, had known about the match ever since it was set up. He knew that he should have been more upset about the match up, but as an up and coming star that rivaled Applejack's fame, he knew this outcome was inevitable.
Slowly Applejack walked onto the track, rubbing idly on her sheath and teasing at her balls. Her cock slowly unsheathed as she walked up to Big Macintosh. “Howdy, bro...” She looked over him, his own sheath plumped out, cock throbbing a little. “So, ya' knew about the match and didn't tell me?”
“Eeyup.”
“Ya know I'm not gonna go easy on ya just cause yer my brother, right?”
“Eeyup.”
“And I'm guessin' you won't go easy on me, neither?”
“Eenope.”
The pair walked onto the track and got ready at the starting line. They both looked up at the jumbotron, listening to the rules. They had heard them time and time again, but it was always good to get a refresher.
“The rules of Roller Derby Sexcapade are quite simple. Win at any cost! Nothing is off limits, nothing is illegal after the first two laps! The match only ends when somepony has a full, squirming ball sack!”
Applejack and Big Mac glanced at one another, staring each other down. Quickly their attention returned to the track, getting into starting position. The seconds ticked by, anticipation showing on both their faces. A quick glance to the side by Applejack, she gulped. She was caught between a cock and a hard place but she knew... she HAD to win. Her body flexed; so did Big Mac's. Soon, the sound of the crowd and the world around the pair faded as the start gun fired.
The crowds, their noise, all of it wasn't important to the pair of ponies as they started the first two laps. Big Macintosh took the lead, a strategy that Applejack tended to use. She would always hang back and let her opponent take the lead. The first two laps were really only important for a couple of things: getting the opponents sweaty enough to make slipping in easier, and tiring out the athletes.
The first two laps went by without any fouls or errors, Big Macintosh covered in sweat by now. Despite how in shape he was, he had pushed himself a bit too much, breathing hard. Applejack, on the other hand, had taken the first two laps rather easily. She was covered in sweat as well, but wasn't breathing as hard. As soon as she had crossed the line, a loud siren sounded and the crowd roared louder. Now the match was really beginning.
Big Macintosh was having a bit of trouble keeping up his speed, or more, perhaps he was slowing down enough to engage with Applejack. The two ended up skating next to each other, the pair covered in sweat. Big Macintosh made the first move, creeping close to Applejack. He reached out and groped at her chest, trying to get her off balance. Applejack was already expecting a move like that, most up and comers would use that tactic and, had she been any other mare, it might have worked. Instead, she grabbed Big Mac's arms and gave a tug, pulling him closer.
“Nothin' against ya', bro, but ya' bucked up.”
Another tug closer, yet neither fell over. Applejack shifted her weight a little, pulled a bit harder, and shoved her brother's hands into the tip of her cock. With how sweaty he was, his hands and arms slipped in quite easily. Big Macintosh found himself pulled closer to the herm, face pressed to her belly. “No sense fightin now, ya' lost!”
Despite his fighting, Big Macintosh found himself getting pulled further in. Quickly he found his head pressed to the tip, the slit stretching around his snout. His nostrils flared as he breathed in the apple scent from inside. In any other situation, he might savor the smell, but he was being pulled in even faster. Soon his vision became dark, his whole head in the cock. A bulge formed from the part that was inside the tight constricting tube though, as more of his body slipped in he began to squirm.
Applejack was soon at a point where she could no longer skate, so she slowly stopped and sat down. A hand reached down to stroke at the squirming bulge as her brother slipped further and further in. Soon the only parts of Big Mac left outside the cock was his tail, which was slurped up unceremoniously with a lewd 'schlurp' sound. Applejack dropped her other hand to massage at the bulge, squirming a little from her own touches and her brother's squirms. Those squirms made it difficult for her to not cum then and there, but she bit her lip. She forced that bulge down rather quickly, one of her balls starting to expand to accept her opponent.
A few more minutes and the bulge in her cock that was her brother disappeared, her sack stretched tight. She rubbed her hands over the stretched, filled sack a few times, panting and groaning loudly.
“WINNER! APPLEJACK!” came the announcer's voice.
Applejack waved to the crowd as she stood up and stretched. She did love showing off her squirming, bulging sack after her win. Slowly she dropped both her hands to her cock and started to pump. The cameras got a close up of her stroking, though it was more focused on the frantically squirming bulge.
“Ya'll came ta' see a messy finale, didn't ya'll? Well sugarcubes, ah won't disappoint!”
She moved one hand to fondle at her sack, making a loud slosh and gurgle sound. “Hear that? That's mah bro quickly gettin' turned to spooge!” She wiggled a bit, showing off the slowly shrinking bulge. The definitions on the trapped stallion rounded out and became less defined. Despite the futility of the whole situation, Big Macintosh kept fighting.
“AJ! You gotta let me out!” came the loud complaint, the stallion pushing against the smooth orb he was trapped in. His transforming body softened, making escape impossible. His red coat, those parts that were still fully pony, quickly turned white and softened more and more. His words turned to gurgles as he dipped below the surface of the cum around him, his weak fighting as well as his words just turned to loud gurgles.
Applejack smirked when she heard and felt the former red stallion succumb to her body. With the bulge now more rounded out, she stopped fondling her balls and used both her hands to stroke at her cock.
“Not much longer, bro, til yer back out!” she said loud enough for the crowd to hear. With those words she bent over a bit, taking the tip of her cock into her mouth. Quickly she swirled her tongue around the sensitive tip and lapped up the strong, apple tasting pre that formed. She descended into quick jerking and hard sucking. A few grunts and she thrust into her mouth, quite the expert at autofellatio.
She could have taken much more of her cock into her mouth, but was in too aroused of a state. She wanted to... no, she needed to give the crowd a good, messy, cummy show. There were a few more sucks mixed with lewd slurping sounds, hands working quickly over the hard flesh. She wouldn't last too much longer. There was another short thrust, her cheeks bulged out. Her tip had flared in her mouth, the first spurts of apple flavored cum going right down her throat. She didn't wait long after the first taste to pull her fully flared cock from her lips, letting the rest of her load to shoot into the air and splatter on her body.
“AH! B-big Mac made such ah big mess!” she cried out, hands rubbing over her cum covered body, working what was left of her brother into her coat. “Too bad he's just ah cum stain drying in mah coat now, but ah'll NEVER be defeated!”
She moved one hand to fondle at her sack, making a loud slosh and gurgle sound. “Hear that? That's mah bro quickly gettin' turned to spooge!” She wiggled a bit, showing off the slowly shrinking bulge. The definitions on the trapped stallion rounded out and became less defined. Despite the futility of the whole situation, Big Macintosh kept fighting.
“AJ! You gotta let me out!” came the loud complaint, the stallion pushing against the smooth orb he was trapped in. His transforming body softened, making escape impossible. His red coat, those parts that were still fully pony, quickly turned white and softened more and more. His words turned to gurgles as he dipped below the surface of the cum around him, his weak fighting as well as his words just turned to loud gurgles.
Applejack just patted her swollen balls gently as she skated off the track and quickly changed out of her gear. She slipped on a bra and shirt, but opted to go without pants. With how swollen her balls were, they wouldn't have fit in them anyway. “Don't you fret, now,” she replied to her brother. “Luckily, ah figured out how ta get around the inevitable. We'll be without ya for some time, but you'll eventually be back.”
After she was dressed, she dashed out the arena and made a beeline for Sweet Apple Acres. Each footfall was punctuated with loud sloshes, glorps, and gurgles as the pony inside her sack was quickly getting turned into potent, virile cum. His fighting slowed as time went on; the journey to the farm was long enough that, by the time the pair reached her, there was only one pony left. Quickly she ran upstairs and knocked on Applebloom's door.
“APPLEBLOOM! Open th' door, git nekkid, and bend over NOW!” she shouted through the door.
“A-Applejack? What's goin on!?” came the surprised response as Applebloom opened the door, completely naked. She didn't have quite as big breasts as her sister, and her cock was much smaller, but despite these, Applejack would have to make do.
“Yer durn fool o' a brother was th' one that done challenged me ta' the match! You can guess who won. Now quickly, ah feel like ah'm about ta burst!”
Applebloom still had a confused look on her face. “But how can AH help?” she asked over Applejack's needy whimpers, watching her starting to slowly stroke at her cock. “OH! Ya need help gettin' off, dontcha?” Quickly she knelt in front of her big sister and opened her mouth, dragging her tongue up along that member. It twitched and throbbed as pre dripped out the tip. Applejack almost came right then.
“A-Applebloom, no... not like that...” Applejack moaned out, right on the edge. “W-we n-need yer brother back... n-not swallow him down...” she managed to pant out. She was almost too aroused to stop herself. “T-turn around quickly... ah'm about to pop!”
Applebloom quickly nodded and turned around, lifting up her tail. “Oh! You want me ta-” Her words cut off when she felt the slickened tip part her folds and half of her sister's cock buried inside of her. Applebloom pouted a little, huffing out a small complaint. “No foreplay?”
“No time!” came the rushed, moaned reply, the larger, older mare already thrusting into her younger sister. Beads of sweat formed on both their bodies as the two rutted fast and, after a few seconds of thrusting, Applejack's words were proven true. Her tip flared wide as her overfilled testicles released their load, pumping the smaller mare full of the cum. There was so much that her belly quickly rounded out, a tiny bit dripped out from around the cock buried inside Applebloom. Applejack slowly fell to the floor, pulling Applebloom with her. She cuddled with her and nuzzled her. There was another huff from the younger sister.
“Aw, Applejack! Ah didn't even get off!”
“Ah'm sorry, sugarcube, but this wasn't about yer or mah pleasure, we had ta' save yer brother. OUR brother.” Slowly Applejack stroked over the rounded belly and smiled. “I think we got ya knocked up, we'll just have ta make due for a few months with just you, me, and Granny.”
Applejack stayed on the track just long enough for the cameras to get good shots of her squirming balls and throbbing cock before she rushed right past Mister Derby to the showers. Mister Derby calmly strolled after her and poked his head into the showers.
“Miss Applejack, you know the rules,” he chided, watching the mare as she was quickly stroking her cock. “You'll forfeit the match and lose your cut of the money.”
AJ shook her head as she stroked along her cock faster. “A-Ah don't care! Th' farm needs mah brother more than th' money!” she managed to yell out through her panting moans, voice echoing in the mostly empty shower room. She started to reach down to fondle at her balls but she managed to stop herself.
“You see, Applejack? You want to do it, to reduce your opponent to nothing more than potent cum,” he accused her. “Just a few small massages to those squirming balls would set everything in motion.”
The mare growled loudly. “You KNOW I can't run th' farm without Big Macintosh, so unless you want a full grown stallion up yer plothole, y'all will stop temptin and goadin me!” With those words, she sped up her stroking. Despite not touching her balls, there were a few small gurgles coming from them. Those sounds spurred her on, the mare sped up her stroking, feeling her balls starting to clench a little. She was close.
Inside the tight, fleshy prison, Big Macintosh was shifting and squirming about, trying desperately to find a way out. He knew what could happen to the losers. He knew what DID happen to the losers... and he was the loser of this match! He grew more fearful when he felt the clenching around his body. This was it... he was going to be turned into his sister's cum.
Applejack threw her head back and howled in pleasure, her tip flared wide. A bulge formed at the base of her cock; it looked head shaped as it traveled upwards. The bulge got longer and more defined as the prisoner inside her balls slipped out.
Big Mac was completely confused as to what was happening, only knowing that he was moving somewhere else. Where that somewhere was and if it was more or less dangerous... he'd just have to wait and find out. The wait didn't take long, the stallion's head sliding out the tip, mane covered in sticky apple cum. He took a deep breath, the musky, heady scent quite strong on his body. In some places his fur and mane was missing, partly turned to the cum he was covered in.
Applejack gave a hard thrust and felt her balls clench again. With the stallion still mostly stuck in her cock, the pressure was building behind him. A few more thrusts, a few more thrusts, and she howled in pleasure again. With her second orgasm, the pressure built too strong. The cum pushed against the stallion stuck in her and rocketed him out, dumping him onto the floor in a puddle of cum. Applejack quickly recovered and walked over to her brother.
“So... yah knew about the match beforehand?”
“Eeyup.”
“Did you think you were gonna win?”
“Eenope.”
“You knew I'd get you out and forfeit th' money?”
“Eeyup.”
There was a pause, followed by a smirk. “Did you get someponies to bet on me to win?”
“Eeyup.”
Applejack flung herself around her brother and hugged him, not caring that he was covered in her own cum. “Well, I guess this is one time yer fancy mathematics came in handy. Let's get our winnings and go home.”