Title:           (Gay Clop) Big Mac's Ass (Hypnosis)
Author:          Pony_Azathoth
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First Edit:      Sunday 5th of May 2013 03:18:14 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 5th of May 2013 03:18:14 AM CDT

Once upon a time in Equestria, you awoke to the light streaming into your room. You sit up slowly, rubbing your eyes and licking your lips. Dry as a fucking bone. You groan as you stumble to your kitchen, getting a class of water and chugging it down. Damn allergies in Ponyville make your nosy stuffy, and that means you breath through your mouth when you sleep. Wake up to some fucking cottonmouth every morning. Shit blows.
 
After chugging down enough water that you feel rehydrated, you stretch and get dressed. Today you are helping Applejack down on the farm. There always seems to be work for you there.
 
You exit your house and feel the warm sun for a few seconds, before you walk down the road towards Sweet Apple Acres. It's not too long of a walk. Once there, you approach the barn and look around for Applejack. Poking your head in the barn, you see a figure moving shit around.
 
"Applejack?" You call. You see the figure freeze for a moment before calling out.
 
"Nope."
 
You lick your lips. Target acquired.
 
You take a step into the barn. You wonder where Applejack is, in the back of your mind. Your actual thoughts are far more focused on who is in the barn right now. Big Mac.
 
Big Ass, more like.
 
"Yo, Big Mac." You say, coming inside the dark barn. You get a bit closer and make him out in the darkness better. He looks a bit confused, but not threatened or anything. He goes back to moving hay.
 
"Howdy." He says back. He's never been much of a talker. That's fine by you. You step ever closer.
 
"So, do you know where Applejack is?"
 
"Nope."
 
You expected that answer. You are now standing right next to him in the dark barn, it's warm and dark in here. You admire his musculature under his fur, and his bright mane and tail. And the area under the tail... that's even nicer. It will be yours soon enough.
 
"You got an awful lot of hay stuck in your fur, Big Mac." You say, forcing away the devilish smile that was forming on your face. Before he has a chance to answer, you reach down and put a hand on his lower back. You see him freeze up for a second, looking back with a little concern. You knew him pretty well, but not -this- well. It was pretty awkward to be in the touching stage like this, but you couldn't handle it anymore. You would have your prize. Your hands gently run down his fur towards his rear while your other hand moves through his tail, brushing the fur away. Your hands don't have much impact on him, other then making him shiver uncomfortably.
 
"Anon, I 'preciate the gesture but..." he begins to say, before his words drop off as your hands gently run down the dock of his tail, down both sides of his firm ass and back up, knocking away the grass. He just stood there petrified for a few seconds, the pleasure overwhelming him. He blinks and snaps out of it, blushing in the darkness out of embarrassment of enjoying himself that much at your touch. He must have thought that he was at fault.
 
Little did he know you got the magic hands.
 
Big Mac looks back at you, taking a step away before getting back to work.
 
"Y-You better go find my sis'..." He says, weakly. He was already breaking. This was a great sign. You decide to be a little bit more forward. You step forward towards him and your hands are suddenly tracing his hips, coming back over his cutie mark and rubbing the soft orbs of flesh. His tail shoots up in nerve, and he gives out a little sigh, stretching his back out. You just grin, your fingers making motion after motion on the fat ass before you, tracing his crack and the sides, and playing with the fleshy bit under his tail. He was just standing there stupidly, not sure what to do or think! You take this opportunity to get into a better position. You grab his tail and pull him towards a big bale of hay, sitting down on the ground behind him. He looks back at you, panting softly, and you just tug his tail, and he steps back. His rear legs are now between your armpits, and his huge ass is right in your face. You're just sitting up with the bale of hay on your back, comfortable, ready to work your magic.
 
You start to work your hands more now, really rubbing and touching Big Mac's ass. You gently squeeze it, roll it, push it together and spread it apart, revealing his tight pucker under his tail, his whole body shivering slightly. You lean forward with an animal grin, breathing some hot breath on his tailhole, and you notice his cock slide down from between his legs, he looks back with a needy expression. He didn't understand what you were doing, but you would tell him, soon enough.
 
Your face hovering away from his rear end, hot breath on his hole, him shivering and shaking like a leaf at all the new feelings. You lean in and sniff, smiling and laughing as you did so.
 
"I smell that you're a butt virgin, Big Mac. I never considered you much of a taker. 'Cept with me, of course."
 
He didn't say anything, just looked back in confusion, lust, and a little worry.
 
Big Mac clears his throat, it looks like he wants to say something, but a sudden groan of pleasure hops into its place- You had just ran a finger down his buttcrack, gently tracing his tailhole with it.
 
"Shh, keep quiet and still and you'll enjoy yourself. Trust me." You say evilly, your face soon taking its place at his back end.
 
Leaning forward, your fingers keep his tailhole visible by spreading his buttcheeks, the musky but not unpleasant smell filling your nostrils. You have always had a heightened sense of smell- and you can tell quiet a bit about a pony from smelling back here. It was getting this close that was the problem, usually anyway. But once you get this close, you might as well continue on with the other part of your special talent...
 
Big Mac inhaled sharply as he felt your finger tap his tailhole once again, your other hand gently tracing down his perineum and fondling his balls. Your main attention was, of course, on his ass.
 
You finally start to poke a finger inside that hole, after liberally tracing it in circles. The pony shivers and makes a cute little noise, completely and totally unprepared for what he was feeling. Fine with you.
 
You lean in, your tongue poised and ready to strike. You finally touch the tip of your warm and moist tongue to the fleshy bit below his tail, and that's when you hear the first soft pitter-patter of pre hit the floor beneath you.
 
"Rather excited, are we?" You say mockingly, feeling totally in control. And you were. Big Mac wasn't broken, yet. But he wasn't about to fight back.
 
You slowly move your tongue down, stopping just above his asshole and going around, and then slowly going down his perineum, getting the whole area wet with saliva. You could feel him shivering and nearly quivering in anticipation. You wonder if he would beg? But regardless, you move your tongue back up, now pointed at his asshole.
 
 
"You're going to enjoy this, I promise. But first, you got to keep your voice down, or else Applejack or maybe even Applebloom or your dear granny might find us here. And you wouldn't want that, now would you?"
 
Big Mac just shakes his head wordlessly as he looks ahead, too lost in pleasure and partially in shame to speak. You take that for enough.
 
You lean in, your tongue hovering just centimeters away from his butthole. You can feel the heat rising off it, you can't help but smile. This was fun enough as it is, but adding in the fact that Big Mac would forever be bound to your will? Well that was just gravy!
 
Your hands move up to his butt to gently grab the fatty flesh before your tongue wiggles the tip of itself onto the dark ring of muscle that is Big Mac's anus. He suddenly tightens up, and you can feel the anus tighten as well as see his body move just slightly. He relaxes almost immediately after though, he wants more. You can just tell.
 
You gently push your tongue around his asshole, just the surface for now. Getting it slick and wet with your saliva, you savor the taste. Musky but clean and all natural. He is biting his lip, barley constraining his bellows of pleasure. And you haven't even warmed up yet.
 
You push your tongue forward with more force now, into his rear proper. He tightens up as your tongue pierces his flesh and spreads apart the super tight walls of his anus, but he gives off a low groan just a second later, not able to contain that one. You aren't about to stop and belittle him so more though, so you press on. You get your tongue nice and slick before continuing, pushing your tongue in deeper and deeper into the tunnel of flesh, Big Mac getting more and more horny as you went on. Your hands never stopped moving, both bracing your head for your devilish work; teasing and stimulating the poor farm boy. You keep going until you can slide your entire tongue in his rear, pulling it in and out as if fucking him with your tongue.
 
 
Soon enough, you have gotten your entire tongue in his back door, pushing it in and out with great, big, sloppy motions and sounds. The audible sound was the only things that could be heard, besides Big Mac's girly little moans of pleasure. He was already all yours, you just had to seal the deal.
 
But first, to taunt him.
 
You pull your tongue out, a thin trail of saliva hanging between it and the Earth Pony's wet butthole, glistening there in the soft light. He breathed deeply, looking back at you. You return a smile.
 
"Your mine now, understand? I've had this power for a long time. I can bend people to my while by playing with their ass. You are my first conquest in Equestria. You'll pay me back for the pleasure I am giving you tenfold, don't worry. In fact, after this, I think I'm a little pent up so my dick will replace my tongue. But until then, just know that I own you. You're totally mine." You say sadistically, nearly hissing as you finish the last words.
 
"Now beg!" You say, your tongue once again licking around his ass to tease him. He moans and his eyes roll back, panting as he hurriedly tries to beg.
 
"P-Please!" He manages to stammer out. He needed it bad.
 
"Please what?" You retort, before taking one hand and slapping the pony's butt with it, showing him your dominance.
 
"P-Please... M-Master..." Big Mac mumbles, shaking and shivering in desire. You were almost ready to make him say if with more spirit next time, but since you're still a little worried about getting caught, you'll just go with it. Your tongue gets back inside the pony's butt in seconds, swirling it around in circles, before switching direction. You stick your tongue out straight and push in and out, basically fucking his ass with your tongue. You even suck on the outer-most parts of his tailhole, the pony spurting more pre, throbbing in need for release.
 
You decide enough is enough. He's almost yours. Now is time to seal the deal.
 
 
You put your tongue in fully, rubbing it against his lower walls in an attempt to stimulate the area nearby his prostate. He moans either way, but as you slowly slide out you know he's ready to blow. So as a final gift, you slide your tongue out, make one circle around that dark ring of flesh, and give it a kiss.
 
Big Mac moaned in ecstasy as his penis pumped his seed onto the floor between your feet. You could see and somewhat feel his anus convulsing and clutching, his rear gently smacking you in the face as he pushed back to get more pleasure. He seems to stop within a short while, looking back at you with big eyes. Full of a new found obedience.
 
"Good Boy." You say aloud, with Big Mac's smile widening. He steps forward, putting his head down and presenting his still-wet rear to you.
 
"Thank you master. Thank you so much." He said nearly breathlessly. That had to be one of his greatest orgasms of all time. You just smile.
 
"Well, I'm a little pent up. Raise that tail for me." You said, snapping your fingers. Big Mac obeys instantly, his tail raised and gleaming tailhole flexing invitingly. You begin to pull your pants down, time to attend to your own tented need. You're going to cum inside your new slave now too, further proof of ownership.
 
You reach down and free your monster, the big old thing in your pants coming at and landing on Big Mac's rear with a plop. You rub his ass again, spreading his cheeks as you prepare to fuck your little pony slave now. Hard. He moans in anticipation, looking back at you with his bright eyes.
 
"Yes, use me master! Use me!" He says, even in his typical gruff voice he still sounds needy. Just how you like it. Your cock is already rock hard, so after spitting on it and rubbing it a little more, it's totally ready. You lean back and slap your dick between his cheeks, hotdogging his huge, meaty rear. He moans in response, typical.
 
 
Big Mac wants it, you want it, and it's far past foreplay. Time to fuck your new virgin slave.
 
You lean forward, pressing your cock into his ass. Just the tip starting to spread those wonderful walls of flesh, the pony clenching down just enough to give you pleasure. You yank his tail up in response, forcing him to clench even more. He looks back at you with eyes full of wonder and love and obedience, wanting nothing more then to be serving you like this, right now. It was glorious.
 
As you slide your member inside the pony, you could hear him moan out loudly, him biting his lip right after to silence himself. What a good boy. You grab his hips for leverage as he start to push yourself all the way in, before pulling back out and begin the pounding.
 
It doesn't take too long before Big Mac is squirming and writhing in pleasure, whining like a little bitch as he blows his load a second time. His convulsions take you over the edge, and you hastily empty your balls deep within his ass, the pony moaning out in pleasure as he feels himself being bred for the first time. His eyes roll back into his head, staying still and steady for his master to be done with him.
 
You pull your cock back out, Big Mac instantly spinning around and suck your cock to clean it off, looking up into your eyes with his own. Even in the dark and hot barn, his eyes are so calm and full of love. You reach down and pat his head.
 
"Thank you Master." He says again with a sleepy voice, wobbling on his feet slightly. He would be walking funny for days after that.
 
"Your welcome, little bitch. Don't worry- next couple of days I come by here and we'll go again. If I can't, then you'll come to my place and we'll do even more, understand?" You say, waving a finger at him as he give him your command. He nods happily.
 
"Of course Master, anything you'd like."
 
You nod, and lick your lips, just now realizing how bad you want a cold glass of water.
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End. Hope you enjoyed!
