The Ripe Apple

>Brad walked down the hallway, going over the events of last night in his head.
>He sexually assaulted a prepubescent girl, one who couldn't even see who had done it to her.
>Normally Brad wouldn't bat an eye at underage rape, seeing as he had done it 5 times before, but this time felt different.
>It felt more villainous, like he had committed some horrible atrocity.
>He had robbed her of one of the only things that she was sure existed: her body.
>Brad was reflecting on his situation when a hand draped over his shoulder.
>"Hey Brad!" Applejack said, "What's up?"
"Oh, hey AJ," Brad replied, "How's it going?"
>"Fine, I reckon," she said, "How was last night? Was Rainbow's sister any trouble?"
"She was alright," he said, "Her friend was a bit of a hassle though."
>"You're gettin' good at this babysittin' thing," she said, "You wouldn't mind lendin' your services again, would ya?"
>Brad groaned. He knew where this was heading.
"Let me guess," he started, "You want me to watch Applebloom tonight?"
>"Golly, how'd you know?"
"Lucky guess," he sighed.
>"There's somethin' else you should know."
"Mmm?"
>"Her friend Scootaloo is sleepin' over. I know it's a lot but I'm sure you can handle it."
"Sure," Brad sighed, "What time do I have to be there?"
>"7 PM sharp." Applejack tossed him some keys. "Those will unlock the maternity cabinet in case they need anything. Have fun tonight!"
>Brad grunted as he walked back to class.

>It would be untrue to say that he wasn't excited.

>Brad arrived at Applejack's house ten minutes early and walked towards the house.
>He locked the front door behind him as he waved out the window to Applejack.
>She waved back to him as she swung her truck onto the road and sped off.
"Hello?" Brad called throughout the house.
>"Howdy, Brad!" A voice called back.
>He followed the source of the sound to the living room to find the two girls lying on the couch together.
>"Hey, Brad," Scootaloo groaned, her muscles aching from the weight of her stomach.
>Soft groans emitted from the pair as they fought to be comfortable.
>Brad figured he should help, leaning down to the couch.
>He cradled Applebloom in his, bringing her to the other couch.
>He set her down gently, careful not to move her more than she had to.
>"Ooh," she moaned as her back squished into the soft cushions of the couch.
>"Thank you, Brad," she sighed, "That feels so much better."
"Glad I could help," he said, "Anything else you need?"
>The two girls blushed.
"What's wrong? What'd I do?"
>"Nothin' Brad," Applebloom said, "It's a little embarrassin'..."
>Scootaloo nodded in agreement.
"Oh come on girls," Brad said, "I took care of Sweetie, remember? I don't think anything's too embarrassing for me to help you with."
>"Okay...Promise ya won't laugh..."
"I won't Applebloom, Scout's Honor."
>Applebloom grabbed her blanket and looked at her friend. Scootaloo nodded and grabbed her blanket.
>They closed their eyes and pulled down the blankets, revealing two pairs of distended breasts.

>Brad stood in shock, unsure of how to react.
"Oh, um..."
>"We know, Brad," Scootaloo said, "It's gross."
>>"Our nurses told us it's perfectly normal," Applebloom said, "But it sure don't feel right."
"I see," Brad said, "What do you want me to do?"
>"You gotta...um..." Applebloom hesitated.
"I can't read minds, Applebloom," he said, "If you need somethin' you gotta tell me."
>"Nothin'," she said, pulling the blanket back to her neck, "Nevermind."
>Brad frowned. He knew what they needed and he was sure he would get them.
"Here, Bloom," he said, "Let me fix your problem."
>Brad reached for the lip of the blanket and started to pull it off.
>"Hey! Wait!" she protested, tugging the blanket back, "I said nevermind!"
"Stop fighting, AB," Brad said as he yanked the blanket clear off of Applebloom, revealing her nude form.
>It was a stark cream color, the fruit of an apple without the skin.
>Her nipples stood high, pink and twitching as the muscles beneath them contracted.
>Brad could make out tiny white beads trailing off the mounds before tracing his eyes downward.
>Applebloom could hide her breasts but she couldn't hide her stomach.
>Her womb was distended, halfway into the second trimester.
>Her navel stuck out as her womb fought for as much space as possible.
>A dark line traced across her stomach like a stretched balloon.
>Her stomach hang over her lower lips, partially obscuring them from Brad's hungry eyes.
>"Brad," she said, "look away...It's embarrassin'."
>Brad climbed on top of Applebloom, grabbing her arms and pinning them to her side.
>He leaned to her ear and shushed her.
"It's okay, little one," he cooed, "I'll make it all feel better."
>Brad eyed her tits hungrily as he slid down to them.
>Applebloom squirmed as Brad wrapped his hands around her tits.
>"Hey!" Scootaloo said, "Leave her alone!"
>Brad glared at her.
"And what are you going to do about it?" Brad said, "Get up and stop me?"

>"Oh yeah?" Scootaloo said, trying to lift her body off of the couch.
>Brad laughed as her womb held her firmly in place.
>He turned back toward Applebloom, her face filled with horror as Brad massaged her tender tits.
"Shhh," Brad brought a finger to her mouth, "This is just the appetizer."
>Tears flowed down her cheek as Brad brought his mouth to her awaiting nipple.
>She cried when a strong suction pulled on her breast.
>"Applebloom! Stop it you monster!"
>Brad suckled her tit like a hungry infant, swirling his tongue around her nipple.
>"Nnnh~" Applebloom whimpered.
>"Just hang on Applebloom," Scootaloo said, "I'll be right there!"
>Brad rolled his eyes as he tended to her breasts.
>It wasn't long before he felt a pressure welling up under his fingers.
>It was what he'd been waiting for.
"Now comes the best part," Brad sneered as he swallowed half of her tit.
>Applebloom's back arched as a sharp wave of pleasure surged up her spine.
>It bounced off her head and pooled in her tits, amplified by a motion inside them.
>"Brad, stop...You're gonna..."
>Applebloom shouted as her muscles violently contracted.
>Brad moaned as a warm fluid sloshed past his lips.
>It was what he'd been waiting for the whole night.
>Applebloom's milk splashed against his tongue, a laminar stream of fluid flooding his mouth.
>It was a wonderful flavor, a mix of cinnamon and applesauce.
>It had a light viscosity with a texture like molten chocolate.
>Applebloom went limp as she was completely drained.
>Brad greedily swallowed the milk, licking his lips as he popped his mouth off of her chest.
>"What did you do to her?!" Scoots shouted, "Applebloom! Answer me!"
"She's too lost in pleasure to answer you, Scoots," Brad said, as he moved further down Applebloom's body.
>Brad spread her legs, revealing a small pink slit, darkened by her stomach's shadow.
>He went down to her pussy and drew his tongue along the slit.
>Applebloom squeaked as Scootaloo fought to defend her friend.

>Brad's tongue slowly caressed the little woman, causing small moans to come from her body.
>Applebloom was slowly coming back into consciousness, trying to gather the strength to fight him off.
>All she could manage were light punches against his shoulder.
>Brad ignored them as he flicked his tongue across her clitoris.
>"Stop it!" Scootaloo shouted, "She doesn't want it!"
"On the contrary, my little one," Brad said, diving his tongue inside AB's pussy, "She seems to LOVE this."
>"That's not true! Stop it!"
>Brad laughed as he pulled away from AB's pussy.
>Scootaloo's eyes widened as Brad removed his pants and mounted her friend.
>Applebloom suddenly snapped into reality when she felt a dull pressure prod her nethers.
>"Hey...wait! STOP!"
>"You heard her! Get off of her!"
>Brad looked over at Scootaloo and grinned maliciously.
>He lifted himself off of Applebloom and strode towards Scootaloo.
>"Hey hey hey! Get away from me!"
>Brad picked her up as she wriggled for freedom.
"Shhh," he brought his finger to her mouth.
"I'm gonna show you that Applebloom is just fine..." he smiled as he placed the orange girl on top of her friend.
>Scootaloo turned away from her friend's tear-stained face. Brad grabbed her chin and pulled her back to look at Applebloom.
"I want you to watch her pleasure grow," he snarled, "Turn your neck away and I'll snap it."
>Scootaloo cried, no longer resisting Brad's grip.
"Applebloom, remember how good it felt when I kissed you here?" Brad said, pointing at Scootaloo's breasts.
>Applebloom nodded, her eyes glazed in pleasure.
"Why don't you make Scoots feel good too?"
>She nodded again as Brad pushed Scootaloo slightly forward, lining Applebloom's mouth with her orange tits.
>"No! Applebloom! Don't listen to--"
>Applebloom obediently brought her mouth to her friend's teat, suckling just like Brad had done to her.
>Scootaloo writhed as her friend was forced to nurse her.
>"You...bastard..."

>Brad grabbed Scootaloo's arms, bending them behind her back and holding them there.
>Scootaloo tried to fight her way out of her restraints but was greeted with a voice in her ear.
"Just relax, Scoots," he cooed, pressing his cock against Applebloom's pussy, "Enjoy the show."
>Brad grinned as he thrust his hips forward.
>A shock ran through Applebloom's body as she moaned into her friend's breast.
>Brad groaned as his cock was gripped by her walls, tighter now than ever before.
>He had trouble withdrawing, the head dragging against every ridge.
>He reached her lips before slamming back inside.
>The pair rocked as Brad gradually pumped faster.
>Applebloom's moans were muffled beneath Scootaloo's chest, their groans harmonizing in a choir of pleasure.
>Every thrust pushed the trio forward, the force of Brad's thrusts absorbed by their bodies
>Her pussy was ungodly tight; it was like fucking a virgin, only without the hymen.
>Brad's cock bumped against the cervix, the barrier between his child and the invader.
>Applebloom cried out in pain every time her cervix was hit, cradling her stomach as if to calm her child.
>The two women's wombs were pressed against each other, their unborn children kicking against the other.
>Brad picked up his pace as he felt a strong pulse from his groin.
>A few more thrusts and he would be done.
>He slowed down and peeked around Scootaloo's body.
>Her face was contorted as Applebloom nursed her gently. and by the looks of it she was nearing her peak.
>Applebloom sucked harder as she approached her peak, bringing Scootaloo closer to the edge.
>Her pussy gripped Brad tightly, eagerly awaiting his contribution.
>Brad was more than happy to oblige.

>He pulled the pair tightly against his hips as he came.
>His load dumped inside Applebloom, ropes of ejaculate coating her walls.
>Brad came hard; the risk of impregnation no longer holding him back.
>He shot deep inside, the final strands splashing against her cervix.

>Scootaloo watched her friend wince as Brad's cum filled her.
>Tears streamed down their cheeks, cascading down to the couch.
>Scootaloo was deep in sadness when she felt something well up inside her.
>Brad looked up from his orgasmic bliss to see the orange girl writhing under his arms.
"Looks like you're getting close," he grinned, "Let me help you with that."
>Brad traced his hand across Scootaloo's ass before running it along her slit.
>"Hey! Get away from there!" she said between moans. Her back arched as Applebloom sucked hard.
>Brad pulled his hand way, dripping with Scootaloo's essence.
"You seem to be enjoying yourself," he said.
>"Fuck you..."
"On the contrary, Scoots," he said, prodding her entrance with his two middle fingers, "I'm not the one getting fucked here."
>Scootaloo gasped as pushed his digits inside her.
>He moved them slowly back and forth, wriggling them against her walls.
>There was hardly any wiggle room as her pussy constricted against him.
>To Brad's surprise her pussy tightened further.
"She's so close," Brad thought, "I can feel it."
>Brad removed his fingers and dove his lips to her pussy.
>His tongue had hardly grazed her clitoris when he Scootaloo reached the end.
>Brad's face was drenched as Scootaloo came, but that wasn't the part he was concerned about.
>Applebloom's face scrunched as Scootaloo released her milk.
>Her mouth quickly filled with the fluid, cascading over her tongue and down her throat.
>She was entranced by the taste and guzzled it down greedily.
>Scootaloo panted as her energy flowed out of her like the fluids.
>Brad smiled as he looked over his work. He grinned when he felt his tool grow erect once more. He was always proud of his short refractory period.

>He grabbed Scootaloo by the hips and pulled her back.
>Scootaloo panicked as he was pulled past Applebloom's body, her womb dragging over her friend's.
>She came to rest between Applebloom's thighs, her friend's pussy right in front of her face.

>She stared at her friend's pussy, watching it twitch as cum dribbled out of it.
>Scootaloo felt a hand grab her hair and pull her head back.
>Brad brought his mouth to her ear and whispered.
"She made you feel amazing, the least you can do is return the favor, right?"
>Scootaloo objected, shaking her head violently.
>Brad pulled tightly on her hair, causing her to squeal in pain.
"Come on, Scoots," he hissed, "Don't leave her hanging."
>Brad pushed Scootaloo forward, her head thrashing about as her face was forced against Applebloom's pussy.
>Applebloom moaned as Scootaloo screamed into her pussy.
>The spectacle aroused Brad greatly, his cock growing back to its full length.
>He smiled as he ran his finger down Scootaloo's ass and came to rest at her pussy.
>Panicked grunts came from Scootaloo as Brad mounted her.
"Relax, Scoots," he said, "You ain't seen nothing yet!"
>Brad grinned maliciously as he pressed slowly inside her.
>Scootaloo's muffled scream rang through the air, reverberating through her friend's body.
>Scootaloo's pussy wasn't as tight as her friend's, but it was still just big enough for his girth.
"Oh yeah," Brad groaned, thrusting slow and deep, "You're so tight..."
>If Scootaloo wanted to object, nobody would have heard it.
>Brad made sure Scootaloo felt and heard every thrust and groan as he ravaged her body.
>Her womb swung under her in rhythm to her breasts.
>Every thrust pushed Scootaloo forward into Applebloom's tired pussy, forcing her to pleasure her friend.
>Brad's earlier orgasm sapped his longevity as he felt another peak approaching.
"It's a shame I can't use her longer," Brad thought.
>He hurried his thrusts, rocking Scootaloo deeper into Applebloom's pussy.
>Scootaloo's tears ran with her friend's lubricant as her dignity was destroyed.
>Brad pumped faster than ever, latching onto Scootaloo's hips as he came.
>This load was not at all as full as the previous, but Scootaloo's pussy was small enough to be filled.

>Scootaloo cried with every strand of cum stuck to her walls and cervix.
>She cried as she imagined getting pregnant again, having to carry two children that she never wanted.
>Brad held Scootaloo close to his cock as the last rope of cum oozed inside her.
>He pulled out, looking down at the spectacle in front of him.
>Applebloom came, spraying cum onto Scootaloo's tear stained face.
>He shook his head as the two girls slipped into sleep.
>Before the two slid away, he leaned close to their faces.
"If you tell anyone...about what happened here or the prom," Brad said, "You will never see your sisters again. Now let's get you ready for bed."
>Horror melded with exhaustion as Brad lay them back on seperate couches, cleaned them up, and put the blankets back over them.
"And don't think I'm kidding," Brad warned, "I will get your family if you rat me out. You two should play nice like Sweetie."
>Brad turned off the light and went to the nearby den.
>He turned on the TV and smiled.
"They're so easy to scare," he thought, "They'll do anything I tell them to protect their sisters."
>Brad relaxed, giving the pair a kiss goodnight as Applejack returned home.
>He waved goodbye to the country girl as he sped off into the night.

END