Reverse Bestiality, the Return

> fuck these talking horses still scare the shit out of me
> at least the yellow one's nice
> and doesn't try to fuck me
> getting my morning food
> knock on the door
> it's the orange one
> shitshitshitshit
> she looks over at me with those eyes
> those horrifically seductive eyes
> "hey fluttershy, I was wondering if I could burrow anon for the night"
> please for the love of all that is holy in this world, my world, and any other world out there say no!
> "well sure applejack, of course you can"
> mother of fuck
> I'm put on a leash
> the orange one walks me to her farm
> "now listen little feller, I know y'all recognize me. I suppose you know what I'm fixin to do"
> sit as still as a statue
> she kicks me onto my back
> "now before we get to that, I'm gonna need your help around the farm"
> my heart skips a beat
> "yer gonna be haulin apples."
> she ties a harness around me
> ties the harness to a bucket of apples
> "yer gonna be takin 'em from the field to the basement"
> I wonder why she assumes I understand her?
> no time to question it
> spend half the day in blistering heat, hauling heavy ass buckets of apples
> finally, she calls it a day
> "well, look at'choo little critter. Workin up a might proper sweat. Let's get'cha inside and cleaned off"
> she turns a hose on me
> "Mmm, I think I like you wet"
> she drags me inside, and throws me on a bed
> before I could get up, she's on top of me
> "come on now little feller, let's getcha goin'"
> she works my junk with her hoofs
> doesn't feel to great
> mouth
> that's a different story
> her mouth envelops my still reasonably soft junk
> it's amazing how unhorny you can be when you're afraid for your life
> eventually it gets hard enough for her
> she slides it right in
> "I don't know why you turn me on so much, little feller, but I'd be a down right dirty liar if I said you didn't make me feel all hot and bothered"
> gee, that's comforting
> she slides up and down on me
> she climaxes first
> her horse vagina clenches onto me as she continues to move up and down
> she screams in pure ecstasy
> she continues riding on through until I cum
> "Fer a varmin, you sure can ride a mare"
> she ties me to her bedpost
> she lays down a large pillow
> "goodnight little critter, sleep well"
> at least she's a polite rapist.
> wake up the next morning in the orange one's house
> the orange one is sitting there, staring at me
> morning wood is engaged
> she starts to tongue my junk again
> she slides it in for round three
> she moans
> suddenly a small yellow one walks in
> "sis, what in tarnation were y'all doin' last night?"
> she catches us in the act
> the yellow one runs off
> the orange one dismounts, and chases after
> "applebloom! wait!"
> hear some shouting from downstairs
> a geezerly voice seems to be the dominant voice here
> three horses are in the doorway
> the orange one
> the little yellow one
> and an old timer green one
> the green one looks me over
> " he ain't much fer fuckin', now give him back to fluttershy before I tell her what you've been doing to this poor thing"
> the orange one sighs
> "yes granny"
> the orange one walks me back
> on the way
> "you don't mind do ya? I mean, sure, we're different species and all, but it's still good right?"
> I grunt what I consider to be a neutral grunt
> "See, I thought so too"
> I'm back at the yellow one's house
> "thanks fer lettin' me borrow him fluttershy"
> "no problem Applejack"
> I scurry away as fast as I can
> "little feller's just a little unhappy because I had him help me on the farm"
> "oh, I'm sure he'll be fine"
> the yellow one smiles and closes the door
> if only she knew