Release The Apples
‘Easy there’ She said to herself.
He’s not into mares that lose control, specially the apple-sucking ones.
There was a peculiar story behind that nickname, but such a thing was often buried in conversations.
As any other pony, Fluttershy enjoyed the fabulous apples of Sweet Apple Acres, those delicious fruits always elicited a strong desire to eat more and more.
It was okay. But not today.
Today Fluttershy was desperate for an apple, she would kill for this apple. But not any sort of apple. No… She had the perfect one in mind.
She never talked to anyone about those weird mornings, when she’d wake up with the eyes of a predator, and the thirst of a convicted apple thief.
Such a terrible curse… An unpredictable set of obsessions that always arose at the same time, and never got better until she filled her belly with an entire crate of apples or so. It all started with a soft itch in her gum, followed by a pair of fangs. Her wings inevitably morphed into powerful bat-like structures, and so did her ears.
For every hundred days of prey, Fluttershy had a day of predator.
Those were the Flutterbat days.
In one of those infamous moments of insanity Fluttershy had woken up early in the morning, the sun barely past the horizon line, and she was already buzzing around her cottage, hissing and cursing the world for causing such a heinous distress.
She stopped in front of a mirror, and hissed at the crimson reflection of her eyes. So much anger filled her heart; she could even kill a cockroach, or smash a flower.
The minutes passed, and a bestial anxiety filled her heart. She desired, she wanted, she urged, she needed something. Fluttershy knew that in a matter of minutes, the insane part of her would win the battle for her body.
“No…” She whispered to herself, as her body scampered towards the door.
“Yes, yes!” She hissed. “We need it!”
She knew what her dark side urged…
“No… Not the stallions again, please” She whined, shaking her head. “Anything but a random dick!” She blushed, ashamed for saying such a terrible thing.
“No, this time we won’t have a random one, Fluttershy…” She hissed, chuckling mischievously. “You know which one, don’t you? We know you want it.”
“Yes- I m-mean…” She tried to look away, but she could never escape from her own body.
“Yes, Big Macintosh!” A throaty growl left her. “We shall find him!”
Without saying another word to herself, Fluttershy took off towards the horizon, her internal positioning system focused on the one and only farm – Sweet Apple Acres.
Big Macintosh lazily stretched his neck, still on his large and comfortable bed. A privilege he rarely had a chance to enjoy. There was always so much work to do around the farm.
But overwhelmed stallions like him deserve a break from work, and although he could’ve slept until noon, his internal clock insisted in waking him up before seven.
‘That was fine’, he said to himself. It wouldn’t make much of a difference anyway. He’d have his usual, peaceful, morning.
CRASH
The stallion jumped from the bed, his ears pinned up like a radar. That noise could be anything but an apple tree. It could be a burglar, a creature from the Everfree forest, a biped demon from a parallel universe.
It could be-
“Fluttershy?” He gasped, seeing the figure of a crashed pegasus laying under his windowsill. “What are you doing here?”
With the tip of his hoof, Mac tried to lift her face from the timber flooring, only to be surprised by a hungry pair of fangs. With a bloodcurdling hiss, what remained of Fluttershy dragged him towards the bed.
“Hey wait! What're you-” With a bat wing she covered his mouth, shushing him with a deathly stare.
“I wanted apple juice… So I came for you.”
Before the stallion could react to her insane advances, Flutterbat pinned him on his mattress, planting a kiss on his neck, her fangs dangerously brushing against his fur and skin. Luckily for him, blood meant nothing for the thirsty bat.
“Stop that- Ya don’t know what-”
Flutterbat hissed, narrowing her red eyes at him.
“I don’t bite – but I can if you want.” A bone-chilling wave ran through his spine as Flutterbat brushed against his exposed member. “You don’t want a bite there, do you?”
The stallion’s eyes widened, and he shook his head.
Slowly, the Flutterbat made her way down his neck, nuzzling his fluffy chest. Mac murmured something to himself, but dared not to say a word.
Stallions are stallions.
Very soon, his shaft swung freely between his legs. It wasn’t physically possible for him to become redder than he already was, but Macintosh tried his best to ignore the possessed Fluttershy planting kisses on his dick.
Her entrancing movements soon made his common sense vanish away.
She kissed the tip of his cock, a drip of precum already running down her lips and fangs as she played with the stallion’s throbbing member.
She nuzzled his heavy balls gingerly, feeling the weight over her soft muzzle.
She purred, her floppy Flutterbat ears resting against her head.
Mac left a grunt as the yellow pegasus groped his length with both hooves, licking slowly around its head, sucking every droplet of precum that oozed from his shaft. He was such a tasty apple.
Fluttershy’s slippery tongue worked together with her lips, lapping and massaging from the very base to the top of his dick. The stallion shivered in pleasure, watching as Fluttershy tried to fit his muscular cock in her tight mouth.
For a second he feared that little pair of fangs, but his worries soon melted away as the agile Flutterbat squeezed his dick tightly.
Her long tongue brushed against the sensitive underside of his shaft as she tilted her head from one side to the other, coaxing his dick tenderly. Fluttershy had barely engulfed the head, when she recoiled to breathe.
“O-oh my…” She muttered, chuckling a little, a string of saliva still connecting her panting mouth to the throbbing dick in front of her. “I don’t k-know if-”
Before she could finish her sentence, Big Macintosh pulled her head down again, carefully stuffing her pink mouth with his needy flesh. He let out a lustful growl as the Flutterbat gagged in reflex to the sudden intrusion, but basked in the luscious apple taste.
She lay down on her stomach, with both hooves firmly holding his hips in place, pinning the stallion against his bed. Her sweaty mane was falling over her face, as she bobbed up and down, coating his cock and fur with a mix of their own fluids.
“Easy there little one…” He muttered, seeing that the eager Flutterbat was almost choking on cock.
She moaned, hissed, pulling back for a second and then diving again, this time pushing his dick further into her mouth, the tip brushing against her throat. Fluttershy milked him eagerly with her tongue, drawing circular motions as she applied pressure on his balls with a hoof.
It was hard for Mac to hold himself down, when he had an aroused apple bat tasting his penis so thirstily. Fluttershy moaned, feeling the inflated tip of his dick prodding her throat so deeply.
Big Mac closed his eyes, panting like a dog as Fluttershy tried for the first time to deep-throat him, she pulled back sharply and swallowed it all again, managing to engulf half of his length, which considering his size, was quite impressive.
She squirmed and turned, her wings painfully stiff. She gagged around his mast; wet moans were everything that left her throat, an erotic vibration that reverberated through their bodies.
It was impossible not to move his hips, and very carefully, Mac pushed and pulled his cock, dragging a stream of saliva with every movement. Fluttershy was drenched, but hypnotized by the act; her only priority was to please her stallion.
The Flutterbat backed away to breathe one last time, the air coming out of her nostrils touched his exposed flesh and made him quiver.
“I w-want to taste it.” She whispered, licking and sucking his nearly erupting head.
Not wasting another second, Mac shoved his cock down her pleading mouth; jolts of pleasure ran down his spine. His breath failed, and he found himself biting his tongue as waves of an electric orgasm went through him.
All the pressure she was placing on his balls exploded in hot spurts of semen, the first ones going straight down her throat, her gags were quickly suppressed by a thick fluid that filled her insides.
She swallowed directly from the source, but still ended up with a mouthful of stallion cream.
“Oh S-shy, I’m s-so sorry.” Mac said between puffs of air, one last gush of cum coating her muzzle and face.
Smiling, with cum glistening on her fangs, streaming down her cheeks and neck, Fluttershy swallowed the remaining foal seed.
“You don’t have to apologize.” She chuckled, crawling over his body, feeling the stallion’s still inflated cock against her belly. “I was starving.”
Mac chuckled.
"Well, I guess now it is time to eat that beautiful pair of apples."
And never again she managed to convince him she was joking.