>Another hard days work complete and a comfortable sheen of sweat on your coat.
>You close up the barn and walk back to the house, assessing your sore muscles.
>It ain't easy being Applejack.
>But someone has to do it.
>Lately, Big Mac has been a little lazy.
>You never bring it up, instead working extra hard.
>Maybe he's going through something personal...
>This family was never to good with feelings and emotional junk.
>Your thoughts of your brother are interrupted.
>Looking up, you see movement at the front gate.
>Anon strolls down the lane toward you, real cool.
>Oh boy.
>You clear your throat, straighten your stetson and walk over slowly.
"Howdy Anon, c-can I help ya?"
>Of course he ignores you, like always.
>You turn and trot beside him, following him back to the barn you just closed.
>The two of you stop in front of the big doors.
>Anon pulls a hand out of his pocket to motion.
>You fumble with the lock and eventually get it open.
>He walks past you and into the cool dankness of the barn.
>You look around and gulp,
"I'll uh, go get her okay?"
>"No."
>You freeze at his command and watch him pull a hand out of his pocket again.
>Between his fingers is a thin silver whistle.
>He raises it to his lips.
 
 
>You can't hear the whistle.
>It's a new thing for him- usually he just has you go and get her.
>He probably got it from Fluttershy.
>You smile at him as you both wait.
>He sits on a pile of hay and puts the whistle back in his pocket.
>Gaining some of your stubborn confidence, you get up and take a step toward him.
"Hey Anon? Ah was thinkin'... Maybe this time ah could-"
>A brown bolt shoots underneath you between your legs, stopping your words.
>Winona comes to a stop, panting and looking around for the source of the noise.
>She notices Anon and her tail stops wagging.
>You hear her give a small whimper.
>It's always the worst part when you have to close the door.
"Ahm sorry girl..."
>You whisper as you slam the barn door closed.
>The only light now comes from a small window near the roof.
>Winona looks back at you with her ears drooping.
>You can tell she's confused.
>Doing your best to look away, you get out the muzzle and put it on your dog.
>She doesn't fight it.
>Anymore.
"She's all ready Anon... Y'all can play."
 
 
>Anon raises his hand, "Come here, Winona."
>The dog takes a step, halts- then gives in.
>She carefully walks over to the human.
>He takes her face in both hands and pulls her into an embrace.
>You watch him whisper soothing words into her ear.
>He scratches gently behind her neck.
>It makes you want to cry.
>"Alright then," Anon says and stands up.
>You wipe your eyes and trot over.
"Yeh want the table?"
>Anon shakes his head.
>"Rope."
>You wince and go to get one of your lassos.
>When you give it to Anon, Winona starts to back away.
"No girl don't-"
>Anon springs forward and pins Winona in the hay.
>She gives a feeble, muffled bark and is forced onto her back.
>Anon begins to hogtie her, "This is so you don't hurt yourself Winona, just relax."
>You nervously glance back at the door a couple of times.
"Hey listen Anon, can we m-make this quick?"
>Anon nods and looks down on your dog.
>Her eyes are bouncing all over wildly.
>This makes you a terrible pony for sure.
>What would your friends think?
>What would Granny think?
>Anon smiles and unbuttons his trousers.
"We'll go quick."
 
 
>This is the part that makes you feel the most sick.
>It's the fact that you are amazed by it.
>The fact that you don't try to stop it, or tell anyone.
>When Anon takes out his cock and gives it those first few strokes.
>Your heart thumps and you can feel yourself getting wet.
>Winona tries to bark again.
>You know she's scared.
>But you know it feels good.
>Why was Anon only into dogs?
>He could easily be rutting any mare in town.
>Could have sex with you any time he wanted.
>Instead, he chose to do this with your dog.
>It's what turned him on, and what turned you on.
>The horrible waves of guilt and disgust would always take a back seat once that human cock came out and started getting hard.
>It looked absolutely tasty.
>You sit and begin rubbing the inside of your thigh, watching Anon's hand slide up and down along his flesh.
>The stetson comes off and you pant along with Winona.
>Anon brushes her tail out of the way and licks two of his fingers.
>He reaches down and brushes a little fur out of the way- inserting two digits into Winona.
>This is the part where your hoof dives in and you begin rubbing your folds furiously.
"Mah~ m-make it... Quick, Anon."
 
 
>Anon complies.
>He removes his fingers to the edge of her hole, spreads it open and using his other hand and guides the tip of his rod to the wet pink.
>Winona whimpers.
>You know this only turns Anon on more.
>You wish she would just be quiet for the whole thing.
>His cock begins to slide in.
>Winona has a pretty tight pussy, so her lips take a bit to stretch around the purple head.
>The sight of the stretching makes you moan a little.
>Winona cries and fidgets.
>Anon grabs her sides and slams his hips into her.
>The dog whimpers louder and faster now, but you can tell it's from pleasure.
>Now that she feels good, you no longer feel as guilty and get to work bringing yourself to orgasm.
>Anon starts to thrust.
>You can see his balls slapping against Winona's rump.
>Jealous.
>That's how you feel watching your dog get filled with human cock.
>Her whimpers start to annoy you.
>It should be your clit winking against that shaft.
>Anon grunts after a few thrusts.
>This is your cue.
>You jam a whole hoof into yourself and force yourself to cum.
>Using your other hoof to bite on, you watch Anon ejaculate in time with your orgasm.
>He holds Winona's face and pushes all the way into her.
>His scrotum tightens up and bounces a little, forcing a couple loads into her.
>Very slowly, he pulls out.
>White fluid follows and oozes from within your dog.
>It sticks to her fur and you can see some drip onto her anus.
>Anon wipes the tip of his dick off on her fur and pulls up his pants.
 
 
>He gets up and walks past you.
>You lay in the hay and dust, panting heavily still.
>Saying nothing, he leaves the barn.
>After your body finishes pushing out fluids and you catch your breath, you get up and stumble over to Winona.
>She's quiet now.
>You undo the muzzle.
"Ahm truly sorry girl..."
>You hug her.
>She licks your ear.
>It takes a minute to undo the rope.
>Once free, Winona lays down in the hay and sighs.
>You spend a long time just laying beside her, stroking her neck.
>Finally you decide it's time to go.
"Alright girl."
>You get up and Winona follows.
>Once you get to the door, you stop.
>Winona stops as well and tilts her head at you.
"Sit girl."
>She eagerly obeys you, hoping for a treat.
>Instead, you fight back your emotions and step backwards out of the barn.
 
Stay...
>The door slides shut.
 
>The last thing you see is her confused, watery eyes.
>You adjust your stetson and turn to leave for the house.
>You don't stop when you hear Winona's howls.
>It will be better if she doesn't have to be tricked tomorrow.
>It will be easier on you if she knows what is coming once more.
 
 
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