>You quirk an eyebrow at Pon, and begin to form a question, but he cuts you off
>"Now, Anon. Let's...I mean, this scene has actually been cited as the reason for an increase in inter-species rutting - so from the bottom of my heart and on behalf of the industry, thank you."
>The crowd applauds lightly
>That sounded like a save to you, but you let it pass
>"Now! I think the next one is a mare that we've all been wanting to see you corral"
"Uuuugh...."
>"Now now, don't Buck your duties on t-"
"Please no puns, please?"
>Pon laughs
>"But that's half the fun! Come on, Anon? Give it a shot and I'll quiet down for you"
>You shake your head
"Quieting down? Sure you're not a little horse?"
>Pon groans
>"Ok, ok, point taken. But this next mare you bed, Applejack - she is a mare's mare, correct?"
"I haven't heard the term "bed" used like that in a while, but I guess? She owns and works on a farm - Sweet Apple Acres - and regularly participates in iron pony competitions and rodeos."
>You're still not over how pathetic rodeos are here
>Just jumping and running contests
>Instead of a pony riding on another pony lassoing another pony?! COME ON. That would make it all worth it...
>You snap out of your reverie as Pon whistles
>"So... you're sayin' that she could take any stallion she wanted?"
>A couple mares wolf whistle, and you grin
"I'd like to think we tied."
>"Well, you're the only colt who could've! Let's start the tape again, yea?"
"Sure, Pon."
>The lights dim again
>You pull out an apple and take a bite, doing your absolute best Takeshi Kaga impression
>Mares swoon
>Or maybe they're swooning because they've been clopping for an hour now
>Whatevs. Soon you'll get your solid gold lewd lawn ornament and go home
/~/~/~/

>"Didja have t' be so loud?"
>The camera turns and shakes a bit as you try to set it on the nightstand
>Rarity cleaned up and left a couple hours ago
>Let's just say.... the shopkeepers were very interested in what happened this morning
"You must let the artist work, AJ."
>"Hmph. Load ah' hooey, ifn' you ask me."
>The orange apple mare trots infront of the camera, giving a little wave
>"This good?"
"Eyup."
>"Do me ah favor an' never say that again. Specially not as foreplay."
>You laugh, and she scowls, stomping a hoof
"Well, alright, alright. But can you blame me? That was hilarious."
>"Ahm' tired of you just wreckin' us, Anon! You needta learn yer lesson!"
>You quirk an eyebrow
"My lesson? Oh, do tell."
>You walk into camera view, standing arms akimbo infront of AJ
>Revengencer is at half-mast
>"Gah, git that outta mah face. Sit! Yeesh."
>You do so, crossing your legs infront of you
"Now. What is this 'lesson' I need to learn? Specially from YOU, of all ma-"
>AJ grins and launches herself at you, catching you off guard
>You slam into the ground, and she does her best to keep you pinned by your shoulders
>Bringing her head down next to yours, she whispers "Don' take yer guard down near ah mare [spoiler]in heat.[/spoiler]"
"Y-y-y-you're in h-"
>AJ breaks out laughing, and you shove her off of you
>"HA HA ha, hoo, boy you should've seen th' look on yer fa-"
>You growl and lunge at AJ, and her reflexes take over, honed through years of kicking stationary trees
>She dodges, in other words
>You need to go out and get /fit/, son
>You grab air as she rounds on you, tackling your side
>The two of you roll, eventually with her on-top
>She presses her chest to yours, grinning
>"Now. Ahm I gon' have tah break you in, or are yah gon' moan under me like a good lil' colt?"
>You narrow your eyes, and she returns the look with a smirk
>"Ah like 'em feisty."
"And I'm like, twice your height."
>You begin to sit up, and AJ realizes the predicament she's in

>She moves to the side and knocks out your arm, forcing you to fall back onto your elbows
>She stands ontop of you, forehooves on your shoulders
>"Be a good colt fer once? For me? I've had my eye on ya fer a while now, an I can make it good for you-"
"Ha ha fuck no. You make me work shirtless in your orchard all the damn time - now I know why."
>AJ smirks. "Well it took ya long enough. But ah don't think ah need your permission right now..."
>Her tail swishes down between your legs, your rock-hard erection twitching at the sensation
>Damn you, Revengencer! Don't become an -eager- horsefucker!
>She lowers herself on you, resting her hot pussy against your dick
>Apparently she missed, but your squirming is stopping her from picking back up
>"Mn- d-dangit, Dangit colt, wo-jus-just stop yer-"
>She sighs in exasperation as you continue to make it difficult on her because of reasons
>She leans forward and opens her mouth, chomping down on your shoulder
"OWW, Hey, FUCK! That actu-AH!"
>Fucking distraction
>She raises her hips and lowers them, impaling her on your cock
>Fuck why did it have to feel SO GOOD
>It's like a hot, wet vice made of velvet, moulding to your cock
>You let out a soft moan, and she chuckles around your shoulder
>Once she's sitting on your lap she releases you, and you rub the bite mark, checking for blood
"No, seriously, that was NOT cool."
>"Mmm, you'll live. Remind me next harvest time tah take you to th' barn..."
"Are you seriously asking me to remind you to fuck me?"
>She bounces on your dick, and you rest, propped up on your elbows
>You have to admit - it's nice not being the instigator sometimes
>But fuck, if that bite left a mark- oh hey, Jr's under sudden pressure
>"Aaahn! Aaah...Mmmh, an yer' not even winded..."
"Heh. You ain't seen nothin' yet."
>"Now now, jus' lie there an' let me take care of yah."
"Yeah, how about no."
>You reach down and grip her flanks - perhaps a bit too roughly - and hold her in place as you thrust up


>"Nnh! Nmf! Ah!"
>Now that's more like it. No way some marshmallow pone is gonna-
>"Ye-ah!-think that's good enough?"
>She looks at you with determination in her eyes and starts to slam down on your hips as you thrust up - surprising you with the force behind it, your hips rest on the ground again
>But only for a moment
"Bitch you don't even know wha-"
>"Ahh- all, all ah'm hearin' is excuses~"
>Cheeky cunt
>You growl, baring your teeth as you start to fuck into her as hard as you can
>Channel your hate, let it flow through you[spoiler]r dick[/spoiler]
>"Uh, uhn! Ah! Th-there we go! Ah! Nn!"
>She orgasms again, and you keep pounding up into her
>To her credit, she keeps slamming down into you
>This is less sex and more "can I fuck my partner into submission"
>You continue like this for a few more minutes, the loud *thud* of your hips meeting and the occasional grunt the only sound breaking the afternoon silence
>"Ng-AAHN! FUCK!"
>She spasms ontop of you, and you can feel that was a hard one
>her legs are currently wobbly - TIME TO STRIKE
>You begin to fuck her as hard and fast as you can, doing your best to keep her up off of the ground
>"Aaah! HA-AAAH~"
>Leaning forward her mouth finds yours, and you welcome her tongue
>You can fight this two-front battle
>She invades your mouth, trying to force your head back in submission
>You will not yield
>She begins to get her bearings again, her legs squeezing your hips
>wow they're actuall- yeah actually fuck that's beginning to hurt
>You turn your hips slightly to give her some indication, but she keeps up the pressure
>Gotta fuck through the pain - can't let her win!
>You release her flank with one hand and grip her tail, yanking hard
>You can't go out like no bitch

>Your distraction isn't working
>Dammit jim I'm your penis not a doctor
>You let go of her hips, and you can just FEEL the smugness radiate off of treekicker
>But you have a backup plan
>Planting your elbows on the ground behind you, you gain +5 leverage
>And fuck if you don't use it
>You focus on just bouncing your hips - and the mare riding 'em
>Every so often you gain enough air clearance that her legs don't touch the ground
>She's moaning into your mouth, too stubborn to let go and just let you take over
>not that you're stubborn or anything. This is her fault.
>Fuck if this isn't hot, though
>Your dick is getting wrecked, but you honestly don't care
>She breaks the kiss, and you count that as a victory
>"Haaah! AAAH! Hmmn-*gasp*" 
>That's more like it
>"N-now! Now! Ah-AH! G-give it to me n-now!"
"Hah! MM, fuck, I was wondering when yo-"
>"Y-yah s-AH!-seem to be gett'n tired, s-so do it!"
"Y-you c-uugh-nt!"
>She flicks her tail down and slaps your balls, the sudden sting making you gasp
>"S-shoot, stud!"
>Damnit don't rush me I'm- oh shit I'm almost there
>She gives you another gentle whip, and you feel yourself begin to lose it
>Gotta keep up appearances
>You grip her hips and pump as hard as you can, her hips jiggling with each thrust
>Considering her ass feels like it's pure muscle, that's an achievement
>"Nn-AAH! NNNN~! NAAAAHHH~"
>She spasms on your cock, and it's enough stimulus to throw you headfirst over the edge
>Moaning, you empty into the apple pone, still thrusting weakly the entire time
>Fuck your brain is overloaded, but you ain't goin out like no bitch
>Breathing heavily you collapse on the ground, and she collapses ontop of you
>Her inner walls milking you on reflex
>Breathe, stupid. Breathe.
>Her muzzle is near your mouth, breathing in time with you
>Huh. Breath-sharing, I guess?
>You move your head, and she moves hers with you
>Aww. 
"You're alright, treekicker."
>You feel her weakly chuckle, wrapping her forehooves around your chest

/~/~/~/
>*click*
>The lights stay down for a few more moments, letting you reflect
>How interesting. Eating an apple when it was AJ's turn on the screen. 
>Did she taste like apples?
>You must know.
>I mean, you parted on great terms
>Snuggled for a few minutes more
>She broke out some cider
>You fooled around again
>She's going to pay you when she goes into heat
>Good times. Always a plus, fucking one of your employers
>Besides, you loved that pie of hers
>"Anon?"
"Hmm?"
>"You seemed lost in thought there, buddy. You alright?"
>You look around - the lights are back on, and the audience is just staring at you
"Oh, yeah. Sorry. Just kinda thinking-"
>"About that totally hot scene?! I haven't seen such naked powerplay in years!"
>You laugh
"Sure, let's go with that."
>"So, I have to ask - it's in my contract - what happened with this mare? Does she still swoop in and take what's hers?"
"Hey now-"
>Pon laughs, and you look at him with your best 'dis nigga srs?' face
"We are still great friends. She makes a damn good batch of cider; always makes sure I have a barrel."
>"Well, that's gotta make you popular!"
"Mmm. She does ask for payment every now and then..."
>The crowd devolves into cat calls, offers of other alcohol and general cheering
>Pon lets the crowd go for a while, before calming them down
>"Now, we have one last mare left - and it's a doozy! It's the newest Princess of Friendship, Twilight Sparkle!"
>A ghost of a frown covers your face, but you mask it quickly
>"Tell us, Anon. Why is this scene so much different than the others?"
"That.... that you'll have to figure out on your own."
>You grin and tap your temple, and Pon gives you a pouty face
"Why not just fire it up and see for yourself?"
>"That's a wonderful idea! Stagehooves!" Pon sits back and clops his forehooves together like some sort of royal. "The pornography, ladies! Chop chop!"
>You two share a laugh as the lights dim once more