> Mind of my F&@ked Up Editor > by Willow Arqueiro > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- > Protect Your Sanity > -------------------------------------------------------------------------- A/N Up to the point where Macintosh heads inside, it is my work. Anything past that is all on my editor... The loving pair eventually made their way back to the barn  carrying apple laden baskets, Macintosh was carrying nearly twice as much as Twilight.     "Ah was wonderin' what happened to y'all," said Applejack as she came out of the barn, "Ah was about tah go lookin' for you."      Twilight turned her face away slightly as she began blushing profusely, remembering what she had wanted to do out there.      "How's thah schedule lookin' AJ?" asked Macintosh.      "Mighty fine, thanks tah Twilight here," said the farm mare.      "Oh, it was nothing," said Twilight.      "Ha! By nothin' you must mean a giant head start!" said Applejack enthusiastically. "Just you helping has pushed our schedule about three days forward."      Twilight's blush returned with a vengeance at Applejack's praising. "Really though, I just wanted to help," said the librarian.      "Anyways, I'll be sellin' apples in Ponyville tomorrow, when Ah finish doyou want tah get lunch with me?"      Twilight completely ignored the question and asked, "Doesn't Macintosh worked the apple stand?"      "Eeyup, I was gonna give him a day off," Applejack explained.      Inside, Twilight was about to explode with excitement but outside, "Sounds good, Applejack. Just stop by the library whenever you're done!" Twilight struggled to keep calm with the prospect of Macintosh having a day off.         "Ok then, come on Big Mac, the barn needs a little fixin'," Applejack started walking away.       Macintosh started to follow but Twilight stepped in front of him, "As for you, you should come over after my lunch date with Applejack and we'll do something fun."      Twilight caught his blush and smiled, "Maybe that kind've fun if you're lucky."     She walked down the path and towards Ponyville and Macintosh just stood there thinking, What did Ah do to get a mare like her, and find myself in Ponyville's biggest scandal that'll have Applejack in a rage when she finds finds out. Big Mac went into the house, saw no one in the living room, and wondered where everyone had gone. He wandered through the downstairs areas, kitchen, and even checked all the rooms upstairs, but couldn’t find anypony. He was about to give a shout when he heard voices coming from the barn. Macintosh walked out the front door and heard hurried hoofsteps that were definitely coming from the inside of the barn. Curiosity coursed through his mind as he trotted closer and closer, the voices becoming louder still. Well, they didn’t really sound like voices, more like quiet grunts and groans. Big Mac peered around the barn door and his jaw hit the floor. Right in front of him was Rainbow, Pinkie Pie, Fluttershy, and Rarity. He wouldn’t have been so surprised to see them there, if they hadn’t been shoving their hoofs into each other’s shouldn’t-touch-its and making out all over the barn floor. Before he could even think to ask them what in Equestria they were doing, Fluttershy looked up and saw him standing there, dumbfounded. A small smile made it’s way across her face. “Oh girls, look who I found watching us.” All of the ponies looked up and saw the red stallion, and they all smiled. “Ooh, nice job Fluttershy! He’ll be perfect for our orgy party, oh won’t he won’t he won’t he, don’t you agree girls?”, said an excited and slightly dazed Pinkie Pie. “You mares do know how to the most masculine stallion Equestria has to offer, and I’d say he could serve us all a great deal better than we could.” Rarity stared lustily at Big Macintosh’s muscular frame, making him turn red to purple in embarrassment. Rainbow Dash piped up. “Yeah, he’s ten times stronger than Applejack and probably has more stamina, too! We should totally stud with him!” Big Mac decided now was probably a good time to leave. As he turned around though, he found himself being carried into the barn by 3 ponies and a magical aura around his limbs. He tried to reason with the horny ponies. "Now please, I don't want to take away anypony's marehood and i'm not up for studding. I'm sure some other stallion would love to do uh... Whatever it is you were doing." The 4 mares laughed at him. "Oh Big macy-waky," Fluttershy cooed. "I'm sure you'll enjoy what we have to offer, and you wouldn't deny a mare a helping hoof would you? We ALL need your help." She gave him a seductive wink before she bit his ear sensually. Big Mac felt his legs tingle as his member rose slowly. The mares stopped to gaze at it before they apl dove onto it hungrily. It looked like a bunch of diamond dogs fighting over a precious gemstone. Fluttershy beat the 3 mares to the throbbing 'tail' and thrust herself onto it. Rainbow was next, taking it full in the mouth. She gagged and felt a strange feeling in her brain (because the stallion's rod was so large it was touching her brain stem). Rarity tried to be a bit more polite and regal; but she lost all sense of civilized actions and crashed into it, mouth first. It then went into her sopping wet tuna-taco, resulting in a quick splash of mayyonaise being added to the order. Pinkie Pie shoved t in her ass, since she was f&@kng wierd like that and made Fluttershy drink the white juice leaking out. Then thwy all hopped on at once and f$&ked him like a bunch of parasprites at a fiesta. Then Rarity used her magic so they could grow their own members, and they took turns making Macintosh a mare. When the 4 mares finished, they left Big Macintosh in the barn, stunned into a pleasurable silence of the transpirings of the day. "Oh boy," he thought. "Twilight is going to be so pissed." Le Fin A/N Please do not kill the editor for the revision of Apple of Twi's Eye - part 3. All subjects related to part 3 cannot be held against this grotequely insane man and his work. If readers experience the following symptoms; mental scarring, vomiting, dementia, bleeding eyes, or f**ked up nightmares/daydreams, please infrom the editor so he can laugh at you for being a victim of his literary... 'art'. You heard him, go to Lunar-tic's page to complain and/or praise.