"Splooge Gurgle Fecal Feast"
The scene was set. The first annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival was ready for action. Big Mac’s watchful eye took in the proceedings. Apple Bloom and her little friends had just finished setting up the stage, their crude banner hanging high above it. Rarity and Fluttershy had gotten their flower garden set up in almost no time, while Twilight and Pinkie Pie were just about done setting up the bar. Meanwhile, Applejack was—
“W-w-what in tarnation?! Where in the heck is Applejack?!” Big Mac screamed out. It was loud enough for the just now arriving attendees to hear, but he didn’t care.This was urgent. Without another word, he galloped off towards the Apple home, intent on finding out just what his sister thought was more important than the first annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival.
Before long, Big Mac barged into Applejack’s room, her door slamming against the wall hard enough to leave a small indentation. “Applejack! What do you think you’re—”
It all finally became apparent. Applejack was… was… “Big Mac, don’t you know how to knock?!”
The larger pony blushed heavily, not having expected to see his sister’s private parts on display like that. “I-I’m sorry, Applejack. I-it’s just that you and Rainbow Dash were supposed to be making carrot dogs. You knew that today was the first annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival. And you also know that carrots go on buns, not inside your private parts!”
A look of anger came across Applejack’s face. “Oh, heck, the first annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival was today?”
“Yes, today is the first annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival,” Big Mac replied. “And I would prefer that everything goes well, that way we can have a second annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival.”
“Alright, Big Mac,” Applejack agreed, “I’ve already got Rainbow Dash working on the carrot dogs, what do you need me to do?”
“All we need is some mustard, Applejack. Everyone knows that we need ketchup, relish, and mustard. And we don’t have any mustard. You were supposed to go the store and pick some up!” Big Mac chastised his sister.
“Well, shoot. The store is closed on Sundays, so there’s no way we’ll be able to get any mustard today. Is there anything else we can use?”
Big Mac put a hoof to his chin in thought. “Hm… Well… I’m not sure. But we have to think of something to save the first annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival. Without mustard, the event just ain’t gonna feel right.”
Applejack reflected for a brief moment and then shot her hoof up into the air. “Big Mac, I just done had me an idea.”
“What’s the idea?”
“I thought of the perfect substitute for mustard.”
“Consarnit, Applejack. Ain’t nothing gonna be as good as mustard on a carrot dog.”
Applejack grinned, throwing her covers off. Her wet, glistening pussy was exposed to Big Mac. Her older brother blushed heavily, yet found it impossible to look away. Her mare parts were almost as appealing as the idea of hosting the first annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival. “You had some mustard yesterday, didn’tcha?”
“Um… yes?” Big Mac raised an eyebrow. “What’s that got ‘ta do with me seeing your… well, you know…”
Applejack smiled. “Everything! If you contribute some of your mustard to my marehood, then we can supply everypony with a tasty carrot dog!”
Finally, it hit Big Mac, and he grinned. “You know what? You’re right!”
Before Applejack could reply, Big Mac was standing over her, his crusty anus planted right on top of her wet pussy. Just seeing his hairy ass covered in the unkempt fecal matter that meant he hadn’t bathed in weeks turned his sister on beyond belief. “Oh gosh, Big Mac, fill me up with your manhood!”
“I’m trying!” He screamed back, the vein on his forehead growing in size as he tried his hardest to push the colossal turd through his small intestine. As it finally began to peek out through his rectal hole, he shouted, “This is for the first annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival!”
Within seconds, his splooge gurgle fecal feast sprayed down onto his sister’s exposed marehood, making her google plurge urine splogasm. “Oh yes, fill me up with your shit, Big Mac! The same shit that Rainbow Dash spews when she brags!”
“Fuck, I love it when you talk dirty!” Big Mac cried out, more shit coming out by the second.
“I hope the first annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival goes terribly and everyone hates it!” Applejack cried out, cumming from the sheer force of his shit slamming against her clitoral region. “Is that dirty enough for you?!”
“That’s too dirty!” Big Ma yelled back, finishing up his shit. As he did, he repositioned himself to smack Applejack on the ass. “Never talk bad about the first annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival!”
Without warning, the eldest Apple sibling shoved his cock into Applejack’s feces-filled fuckhole. It was just disgusting enough to turn on Big Mac. Enough to make him fill up his sister’s pussy with his cum. At the same time, the embarrassment caused Applejack to piss herself. It was the perfect mix of liquids, and Big Mac knew everyone would simply adore it.
The many ponies in line were growing impatient, but judging from the reactions of everyone that had already gotten their carrot dog, it was all going to be worth it. Many “mmm’s” came from the ponies around.
Big Mac held his sister above the newest carrot dog. With a slight squeeze, his sister’s mix of warm cum, thick crusty Big Mac feces, and slick urine fell down onto Photo Finish’s carrot dog. The pony took a bite, and grinned happily. “Mmm. tasty! I consider the first annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival a success!”
Everyone cheered at the worst pony to ever exist’s approval. There would definite be a second annual Apple Family Bar and Grill Festival next year.”