(Warning, this story contains: foalcon/underage sex; impregnation; rape/non-consensual sex; size difference; rough sex; blood; biting and scratching.  If any of these make you uncomfortable, please do not read any further.  Should you decide to do so, the author holds no responsibility for your reaction.)

The Flame Geyser Swamp was not a friendly looking place.  The air was hot and full of dust, which – upside – did give everything a pretty orange glow, but made Apple Bloom's eyes water and her throat burn.  It also felt like it was sticking to her coat, mane, and tail.  How did any animals live out here?  How did any plants grow out here?  More importantly: why in tarnation did they have to travel through it to make a delivery?  Who in Tartarus came up with this path?  What sane pony sees a place with pools of lava, geysers that shoot fire, trees that look like they should be burning and thinks, “yes, I want to go that way?”

Apple Bloom wanted to take a deep breath to help her relax, but knew that all the dust would end up sending her into a coughing fit.  Her ears twitched and tail flicked behind her with nervous energy.  Hands tightening into fists, she straightened up to her full – admittedly, unimpressive – height, and continued forward.

As she continued deeper into the “swamp” (how could something be a swamp if it had fire instead of water?), the filly felt herself growing more and more anxious.  She had already been regretting this before she had even stepped hoof into the place.  Now, between the hot ground against her bare hooves, and the heat and dust clinging to her, she was wishing she had never come out here.

Plus, she had the feeling that something was watching her.  She could not shake that itch at the back of her neck.  It made her all the more skittish, ears perking and twitching at the slightest sound she heard, or thought she had.

Technically, turning around and heading home was an option.  She could turn around, go back to Sweet Apple Acres, and forget the whole thing.  But as far as Apple Bloom was concerned, that would be admitting failure.  It would just prove that she was not as grown up as she was, that she could not take care of herself.  And she could.  She may not have gotten her cutie mark yet, but she did not need to be watched twenty-four seven like some sort of baby.

She was an earth pony, she was an Apple, and she could take care of herself.

A pop caused her to jump, spinning in place.  Body tense, Apple Bloom looked around, her golden eyes scanning flicking back and forth as her ears twitched, trying to find the source of the noise.

Finally she found it: a branch.  It must have fallen from one of the trees and caught on fire.  As Apple Bloom watched, it gave another pop as the flames shot up for a second.

With a sigh of relief, she continued on.  As she went, the air got warmer.  She could feel it heat up her lungs every time she took a breath.  It shimmered and shifted in her sight, creating a haze.  There were times when Apple Bloom even thought she saw water up ahead, only to have it vanish as she approached.

After making her way deeper into the swamp, Apple Bloom stopped to take a break.  The heat seemed to be sapping her energy faster than she was used to.  Or maybe it was not and she had traveled further than she had thought.  It was hard to tell with how similar everything seemed to look around her.  For all she knew, she could have been going in circles.  Would she even notice?

She should have brought some water with her.

This had not been well thought out.  At all.

A rustling noise caused Apple Bloom to jump up, turning around.  Body tense, her hands balled into fist, ready to defend herself.  Her large ears twitched and shifted, trying to find the source of the sound, while she looked around with wide eyes.

“Well, well,” a voice purred out, “what do we have here?”

“Seems we've found a lost little filly to... have fun with,” another hissed, off toward Apple Bloom's right.

“It has been a while since we've had fun,” a third called out.  “Do you think she's old enough?”

“Mmmm, only one way to find out,” the first answered.

Bracing herself, Apple Bloom widened her stance and brought her fists up in front of her.

“Come out and show yourselves,” she called out.  “I ain't afraid a' y'all!”

Although, considering her voice was cracking as she said it, she was not even able to believe it herself.  It was unlikely that the three surrounding her would buy it.

What came out was not three creature, but one.  It must have stood nearly seven feet tall, and was covered in thick, powerful muscles.  Two heads rested on its shoulders: one a goat, and the other a tiger with massive fangs protruding from its mouth.  From behind its back – where most animal's would have a tail – a snake emerged, its head looking at Apple Bloom from around the creature's hip.

That was not what got Apple Bloom's attention the most, though.  No, what got her attention was three other things: a massive pair of breasts on the creatures chest, and a huge, throbbing horse cock sticking out between its legs.  She had never seen boobs that big, and she had seen her brother before by accident, but never hard like that.  Most of all, she had never heard of any pony having both tits like a mare and a cock like a stallion before.

One tiger paw slipped down, gripping the shaft and giving it a stroke.

“Like what you see?” the tiger head asked.

“I bet she'll feel so nice around it,” the goat added.

“I do love it when we get to them first,” the snake declared.

The creature – a chimera, Apple Bloom suddenly remembered – took a step forward, the massive breasts and cock swaying with the movement.

Apple Bloom bolted.

Admittedly, it may not have been the best idea.  Apple Bloom had already been feeling tired and had not had a time to properly rest.  Adrenaline would only get her so far before leaving her even more worn out.  Her eyes burned.  Her chest ached and burned.  Her mouth felt dry and sandy.

After running however long in whatever direction, she could go no further.  Legs shaking before giving out under her weight, Apple Bloom collapsed against a tree.  A hiss escaped her clenched teeth as the trunk touched her shirt sleeve, fur, and skin.  The entire thing was one glowing red ember, burning away at her.  She had to get away from it before it did more than blister her hide.

After she caught her breath.

Pain stabbed through her leg, piercing to the bone and filling her world with red.

The chimera's snake head pulled away from Apple Bloom's thigh, its fangs glistening red with blood.

“Tag,” it said.  “You're it.”

With a gasp, Apple Bloom turned, pushing off the tree to run.

Less than a dozen steps later, she dropped like a rag doll.  A thud echoed through her ears as she hit the ground, her entire body limp.  She could see her hand, and feel the heat of the ground beneath it, but no matter how much she tried, it would not move.

“Don't worry, little one,” the snake said as the chimera approached.  “You're not going to die.  Just be paralyzed for a while.”  Leaning down, it grinned at Apple Bloom.  “Running and getting your heart pounding lets it work pretty fast.”

“Not to mention, chasing prey is always fun,” the tiger purred out.

The chimera crouched down where Apple Bloom could see it.  The large, black cock throbbed, releasing a spurt of clear, thick liquid from the tip.  One hand reached down to the length, stripped fingers wrapping around it and giving a slow stroke down toward the base.

“Speaking of fun,” the goat said.  “It's been too long since we've had some.”  Leaning in closer, she grinned and licked at her lips.

The hand on the shaft gave a tighter squeeze as it stroked up, a massive spurt of pre firing from the tip.

It then jerked away.

“Don't waste that,” the tiger growled, glaring at the goat.  “Especially now that we have a pony to play with.”

The chimera then leaned in closer, the tiger licking its lips.

“Once it get it out of those clothes, that is.”

“Do you think she's old enough?” the snake asked.

“Only one way to find out.”

The large hands reached toward the Apple Bloom, pushing her onto her back.  They then tensed and flexed, unsheathing the massive tiger claws as they took a hold of her.  One took a hold of her leg and squeezed, sending a flash of pain through Apple Bloom's leg as the bite mark was squeezed.  The other pressed against her stomach, stroking up along her overalls toward her chest.

“Now, let's get you out of those clothes.”

A finger slipped under one of the straps, then flexed and pulled up.  The thick denim tore like paper under the claw, giving away with a ripping sound.  The other strap quickly followed.

Pulling away, the chimera then reached down, pressing its hand against Apple Bloom's crotch.  She wanted to squeal out, to yell at the creature, to smack its hand, to run.  But all she could do was lay there, watching as it touched her however it wanted.

The chimera dug its claws into the crotch of Apple Bloom's overalls, digging furrows into the fabric and piercing down to the flesh beneath.  Apple Bloom could feel it through her panties, touching through the fur and surrounding the sensitive flesh of her nether lips.

There was a tingle of pain – and, strangely, pleasure – as the claws tore through the denim of her pants and cotton of her panties, scratching through her fur and along the tender skin underneath.  She could feel the warm, dry air against her sex and part of her butt.

The chimera continued on, slicing away the filly's clothes.  Piece by piece, it cut away at the fabric, revealing more and more of the adolescent flesh underneath.  With each slice, Apple Bloom could feel the sharp claws scratching at her skin.

After an eternity, Apple Bloom was completely naked, her limp body exposed.  Gripping a hold of her legs, the chimera spread them wide.  The tiger head leaned in close, whiskers tickling the sensitive insides of the vulnerable filly's thighs.  The feline nose touched the nether lips, twitching as it took a whiff of her aroma.

The tiger then slipped its tongue out, running them across the folds.  The rough surface of the tongue across the sensitive and previously unexplored spot sent a surge through Apple Bloom's body.  Whether it was pleasure or pain, she could not be sure.

“Mmm, yes,” the tiger purred out.  “I do believe that she is in season.”  Eyes on Apple Bloom, the tiger licked its lips.

“Great,” the goat declared.  “Now let's have fun.”

“I do hope we managed to breed her,” the snake said.  “Be nice to have some more chimeras around.”

Breed?  They were going to try and knock her up?  Was that possible?  She was not old enough to get pregnant, was she?  She did not even have her cutie mark, for crying out loud.  Plus, the chimera was not a pony, or even part pony.  The closest thing would be the goat, and even that was a whole other species.  The creature getting her pregnant was impossible.

Right?

The chimera took a hold of Apple Bloom, lifting her up.  As it did, she got another look at its big, thick horse cock.  It was as long as her forearm, and twice as thick as the widest part.  The shaft pulsed and throbbed, a thick, clear liquid leaking from the tip.

“Shame she can't do anything.”

“I would love to fuck that little mouth of hers.”

It brought Apple Bloom to its cock, rubbing the pre covered tip against her face, covering her nose and lips in the thick fluid.  A pungent aroma filled the prone filly's nostrils.  Something about it smelled familiar, and she wanted more of it.

The chimera lifted Apple Bloom higher and higher, stroking the head of the length along her chest and stomach as it made its way down toward her crotch.  As it did, thick lines of clear fluid coated her fur and flesh.

As the head came to rest between her thighs,  Apple Bloom got a good look at how big it was compared to her sex.  Its slit was as big as hers.  There was no way that it could fit inside her.  Even if it was possible, the thing would probably dislocate her hips or something.

“Are you ready?” the chimera asked.

Apple Bloom wanted to scream, “NO!”  She wanted to punch, bite, kick, scratch.  Most of all, she wanted to get away from the monster.  And the monster between its legs.

All she could do was dangle helplessly in its grip like a rag doll.

Lifting her up, the chimera lifted Apple Bloom, lining her little feminine sex up with the tip of its shaft.  The length twitched, releasing more of the pre directly onto the small vaginal lips.  The sticky wetness spread across the vulnerable filly's crotch, oozing down the inside of her thighs.  Tightening its grip on the on her, the chimera pulled Apple Bloom down as its hips pushed up, pressing the head more and more against her little vaginal lips.  A deep growl emanated from the creature's chest as it tried to force its way into her.

As thick cockhead pressed against her, Apple Bloom felt sensations like she never had before.  Like trying to shove an entire tree up into her.  She could imagine herself literally ripping in two.  But, at the same time, something about it was nice.  Each time the head of the shaft pressed against her, rubbed against her, it sent thrills of pleasure through her.  Electricity shooting out from her sex and through her body.

And she wanted more.

There was a wet pop, an explosion of pain, and a bigger explosion of pleasure.  Everything went white as her brain and body were overloaded. It was like ever nerve in her body was overloaded.  If it was possible, she would have screamed out in ecstasy.

“My, my,” the tiger purred out.  “Would you look at that?  Just penetrated, and already having an orgasm.  Quite the sensitive little filly.”  She grinned, licking her lips.

“Shame that she'll never be as satisfied as this time,” the snake stated.  “Especially by any of those little stallions.”

“Maybe we can catch her again,” suggested the goat.  “And again, and again, and again.”  Its grin widened.  “And put a new little one in her each time.”

The length twitched at the thought, releasing a spurt of fluid directly into Apple Bloom's body.  It felt hot, almost scalding as it splashed against her inner walls.  She could feel it pouring against her, and her body cried out for more of it.  A part of her mind was telling her to shift, but whether it was to get more of the cock or escape it, she could not be sure.

A grin spread across each of the chimera's faces as it moved to get more comfortable.  Its massive paws moved to Apple Bloom's hips, gripping her tightly.  The fingers wrapped around her butt, giving the small cheeks a squeeze as the claws dug into the soft young flesh.  The piercing sent small tingles of pain through the filly's body, somehow making the pleasure all the more intense.

The chimera pulled Apple Bloom downward, pushing its hips up in the process.  A small growl emanated from the creature's chest as it tried to work more of its shaft into the previously unexplored depths.  With each attempt, the tight young muscles squeezed down, holding the massive length like a vice.  A warm, wet, fertile, vice.

Apple Bloom could feel herself being stretched, being filled, with each push of the shaft further and further into her.  It gave her an ache, a burn like in her legs when she had been running too long.  At the same time, it sent tingles of pleasure through her body.  Pleasure like she had never experienced in her life before.

Again, white hot pleasure exploded through Apple Bloom's young body.  It shot out from her stomach, making its way through every inch of her like lightning.  She might have even blacked out.  It was difficult to tell with no control over her body.

As she came back to her senses, she could feel the chimera's thick horse cock buried deep inside her.  It was pressing against something, and Apple Bloom could feel every throb and twitch inside her.

“Seems we've hit the end,” one of the heads said.  “For now, at least.”

“Not even to the ring,” another commented.  “What a shame.”

“But feel how nice and tight she is,” stated the third.

The creature rocked its hips, making the shaft shift inside Apple Bloom and sent fresh sparks of pain and pleasure through her.  The chimera then lifted the filly up as its hips pulled back.  The thick head of the shaft yanked at the tight vaginal walls, sending a fresh explosion of pain and pleasure through the impaled little filly.

As the shaft pulled out to just tip, hope and fear shot through Apple Bloom.  The hope was that it would be over, the chimera would pull out and be done with the whole thing.  Part of the fear was that the shaft was going to tear her insides out when it pulled out of her abused body, while another part was wondering if she would go from sex toy to snack.

There was also a small part of her that did not want it to end.

Just before the tip slipped free, the chimera pulled the filly down hard as it thrust up again.  It slammed into her hard, pushing all the way up to her lungs.  A small squeak escaped her throat as the air was knocked out of her.  White stars flashed before her vision.

The stars had not even faded when the chimera lifted her up, pulling its hips back again.  The creature did not slide the massive shaft as far out before thrusting in again.  It thrust up hard, pressing to force more of the length into Apple Bloom's tight little sex before pulling back again.

The chimera's thrust into Apple Bloom came quicker, slamming into her overstretched little body.  Each time it reached as deep as it could, a small orgasm shot through the filly's body, releasing more of her feminine fluid.  The lubrication let the creature thrust faster and harder, and each pushed seemed to stretch Apple Bloom out more and more.  It felt like she was going to be ripped apart.

And some part of her was excited by that.

As Apple Bloom felt like she could not be stretched any further, she felt something pressing against her lower lips.  It was even more massive than the thick shaft that was already buried inside her.

“Almost,” the tiger growled out.  The chimera's grip tightened, claws digging into the filly fucktoy's flesh as it pulled down and pushed up hard.

There was a fresh explosion of pain and pleasure shot through Apple Bloom as her poor, abused vaginal lips were stretched even further and the massive shaft went even deeper into her.  Everything went black as her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she cried out.

Femine fluid sprayed out from Apple Bloom, covering every inch of the exposed cock as well as soaking the chimera's stomach and balls.  The air held the smell of feminine arousal and heat, before the hot, dry air and smell of fire made it disappear.

The snake flicked out its tongue, catching a taste of it before it vanished.

The tiger licked it's chops.

“Looks like we got a squirter,” the goat commented.

Even if she had been able to speak, Apple Bloom would not have been able to form a coherent sentence.  Every part of her was overwhelmed by pleasure like she had never felt before.  Pleasure that was somehow made all the better by the pain of being stretched.  All she could think about was how good it felt, how much she wanted it, how much she wanted more.

The chimera's grip tightened, blood starting to seep from the filly's flesh.  The creature pulled her up as its hips pulled back.  Just enough for the medial ring to slip out with a wet pop.  It then gave a quick, hard thrust to push the ring back in before pulling it out again.

The repeated push and pull of the medial ring going in and coming out sent Apple Bloom into a state of constant orgasm.  It was impossible for her to tell where one ended and another began.  All she could feel was white hot pleasure shooting through her from head to toe and back, always passing through her over-stretched, over-filled, pussy.  There was no way to even no how long she was lost in sheer orgasmic bliss.

“So close,” the snake hissed.

“Get ready,” the tiger growled out.

“Gonna fill you up,” the goat declared.

So caught up in the near-constant orgasmic bliss, Apple Bloom was unable to even register what was said.  Even if she had been capable of speaking, all that would have come out would be incoherent grunts, broken by the occasional “yes,” and “more.”

The Chimera gave one last thrust of its hips, pushing the shaft as deep as it could and holding it there.  The already thick length grew thicker still, locking it in place in the tight young depths and sealing up the canal.  Tilting toward the sky, the tiger head let out an earth shaking roar.  The pulsed and twitched, unleashing massive shots of thick, potent cum with only one place to go.

Apple Bloom felt like her stomach muscles stretching before blacking out from pleasure.

When Apple Bloom regained consciousness, the filly found herself at the sun rising over Ponyville.  She must have been out for hours if it was dawn, and she had somehow been brought to the edge of town.

Her entire body ached as she tried to get up.  Every muscle burned like she had been working the farm all day without a break.  As she moved, Apple Bloom noticed that she was still naked.  What really stuck out was her stomach, both literally and figuratively.  It looked like she had been in an Apple family fritter eating contest.  Reaching down, she pressed her hand against it.  The muscles were hard with tension and sore, and she thought she could feel something sloshing around with the pressure.  It also made her gasp out as a new flash of sexual pleasure shot through her body.

The touch turned to a gentle stroke as she imagined the new life that was already forming inside her.  In nine months or so, she would be a mother.

Apple Bloom started walking, making her way home.  She needed to shower, get some fresh clothes, and start planning for her first child.

Possibly the first of many.  She could probably find that chimera again.

Maybe next time, she could even bring her friends along.