An Apple Slice of Life. (Anon x AJ SFW)

>It's been about a week since you and Applejack, "confessed", your feelings for each other.

>Confessed = Copulated

>But, in all seriousness, after you got used to the whole 'pony' thing, you somehow knew that you'd end up together.

>You, her main squeeze.

>She, your special somep-...

>Don't you fucking say it.

>I know you've heard them say 'THAT' word a couple of times, but come on, man. Have some dignity.

>She, your... One and... Only?

>That's better. You can now continue keeping your balls. Congrats.

>Anywho, let's just say things have been great ever since.

>Especially when you told her family members about your relationship.

>They were completely ecstatic.

>Among the cheers all around, you had expected her older brother to give you the, "I'm-gonna-kill-you-if-you-break-her-heart', talk.

>However, since he knows you'd never do anything of that sort, plus some other reasons, he just took you out for some celebratory drinks.

>Other reason being that he had previously chased your half-naked ass through Ponyville, for sleeping with AJ... Yeah. That was fun.

>But, It's all water under the bridge now.

>More like. Cider under the bridge, that leads to a waterfall.

>Because the hard cider was flowing like so.

>Of course, several drinks in, and you knew getting up in the morning was gonna be rough.

>Eh, fuck it. Good beer + Good company = Good times.

>Salud!

 

>The following morning...

>Which brings us to the present.

 

>The rising sun is making sure to piss you off today. So you try to turn away from it.

>Wow. That did not help.

>You think you hear a noise.

>Hmmm. Whatever.

>You'll have to remember to have that window destroyed.

>Or just covered up. That would probably work better.

>Also noting the fact that it's rather chilly, you try to reach for your covers.

>You blindly pat your hands around to feel for them.

>Shit. Where are they.

>You groan in frustration, and curl up into a ball.

>Figuratively, of course.

>You hear that noise again.

>It sounds kinda like a... Giggle?

>Okay. What the hell going on here.

>Opening your eyes, you see a blurry orange form.

>After rubbing the sleepiness out of them, you see it's AJ.

>And she's carrying two full bushel of apples, while donning quite a smug grin.

"Wha-?"

>"Heheh! I see ya didn't quite make it to your bed, or your house for that matter."

>You look around, and notice that you are in the middle of the apple orchard.

>How do?

"But... I don't... I don't even know how, AJ."

>This, of course, causes her to laugh completely at your expense.

>You were in town when you started drinking. How you ended up at the farm, is clearly an alcohol-based mystery.

>Through divine luck, your ass isn't sore, so we'll just call this a win.

>"Aw it's alright, Anon. 'Sides, it was kinda cute seeing you squirmin' away from the sun. Oh, An' also tryin' to find your sheets? Heheh! Classic!"

>You'd like to be upset, but you lost the game, son!

>So you just shrug and sigh in defeat.

>As if you even had a chance to win in the first place.

>Using the nearest tree as a support, you get up in a rather retarded way.

>Because you've come to find that you are quite hungover.

>Applejack notices this and helps you up.

>"Awwww, is my big tough manwy hooman havin' twouble standin'?"

"Alright, AJ. Just soak it up. You'll get yours."

>"As long as it's you doin' the deliverin', Mmmmmmm~, I don't mind one bit." Sultry tone ever present.

>She must know you currently don't have the mental capacity to think of any comebacks.

>She'll milk this for all it's worth.

>Run!

"... I should probably go."

>"Mmhmm! Reckon I could do this for hours, Sugarcube!" She says while licking her lips

>Yup. She always knows how to get you going.

 

>Once you finally reach you reach your house, which was not an easy task by the way.

>You...

>Find bedroom.

>Collapse onto bed.

>Eyes go wide.

>Get cold shiver.

>Sprint to bathroom.

>Empty stomach contents into toilet.

>Spit remaining sour acid from your mouth.

>Get another cold chill.

>Somehow, stomach has more up its sleeve.

>Spit out more stomach contents.

>Dry heave a couple of times.

>Collapse on floor.

>Feel instantly better by a huge degree.

>Fall asleep.

>And that's what happens with hangovers.

>Don't like it?

>Welcome to real life.

 

>Once you had the strength to make it back to your bed, You stayed there all day.

>So, the following morning, you decide to pay Applejack a visit.

>Maybe you can 'attempt' to get her back for 'tormenting' you.

>Better yet, thinking about how she completely has the upper hand, maybe that's not the best idea...

>A plain ol' visit it is.

>Suddenly. A pain in your stomach, arises.

>Right. You're starting to get your appetite back.

>Looking around for an eatery to curb the hunger pangs, you spot the local sweet house; Sugarcube Corner.

>Bingo!

>Right when you're about ring the bell at the counter, A hoof quickly stops you. Freezing you in your tracks.

>"Hah! I win!" A cheery voice says.

"Gah! Pinks. You scared me half to death."

>Pinkie Pie... She will be the death of you. You're sure of it.

>"Hahahaha! I'm sorry, 'Non-'Non. I was in the kitchen, when I saw you about to ring the bell, so I wondered if I could beat you to it. And I DID! Hahahaha!"

>One hundred percent full of energy, that one.

>You're also sure she's got some extra reserve tanks of energy as well.

>The stuff of nightmares. No pun intended.

"Right. Well, good job. I am proud."

>"Awwww, Thanks! So, what can I get ya."

"Ummm... I'll take some eggs over easy, and a short stack of pancakes, please and thank you."

>"Oooh! Good choice! Take a seat where you like, and I'll get started on them!"

"Thanks I-"

>"Oh! Actually, Apple Bloom is sitting right over there!", she points, "Maybe you can keep her company."

"Will do, Pinko."

 

>You make your way to the booth where Apple Bloom was sitting.

>You notice she's alone.

>Which is strange. Whenever she's in town, her two other friends are always with her.

>She looks so depressed, and also seriously deep in thought.

>So much so, that she didn't even notice you sitting down in front of her.

"Are you okay, little 'Bloom?"

>"AH!" she jumped, "Anon. Ya scared me."

"Sorry, kid... But, uh, anyways, you look down in the dumps. Is there anything wrong?"

>"No... Well, Yeah. But I don't wanna bother ya with my problems."

"Nonsense. I'm all ears, 'Bloom."

>She takes a deep breath.

>"Well, I just found out that  Sweetie Belle, is going out of town for a couple of days. Scootaloo is also gonna be gone for a while too."

>She slumps down into her seat.

>"I'm gonna be all by myself... I have no one to hang out with."

>Damn... her sad face, and matching body language. It's heart-breaking.

>Maybe there's something you can do.

"Well, if you'd like... You can hang out with me in the meantime."

>"R-really? Ya mean it?"

>You wince at her sudden outburst.

>Huh. You didn't think she'd want to hang out with you.

"You sure can, kid."

>She jumps over the table and gives you a big tight hug.

>"I'd love to! Thank ya, Anon."

>Truly the biggest 'D'awwww' moment you've had in quite a while.

"No worries, 'Bloom." You say, returning the hug.

>You notice Pinkie making her way to your booth. She has a big heartfelt smile.

>She probably overheard the conversation.

>"Food's ready, you two! Eat up!"

>You and Apple Bloom thank her, and quietly, yet quickly, dig into your meals.

 

>After finishing your food, you both had walked out of Sugarcube Corner.

>"So, Anon. What're we gonna do now." Young Apple Bloom asked.

"Well... Hmmm..."

>You had to think, She probably didn't want to go back to the farm, so no visiting Applejack today.

>Damn.

"Pony hat."

>"Wha-?"

>You place Apple Bloom on your head.

>"Heheheh! Is this what we're gonna do all day?"

>"No, silly. I need time to think."

>C'mon, man. Just connect the dots...

"I got it! We'll mess with Twilight. That's always good for a laugh."

>"Yay! That sounds like fun!"

>Such enthusiasm on this little one.

"Alright. Let's get going."

>You head over to Twilight's house.

 

"Alright 'Bloom. You remember what to do right?"

>"Mmhmm! Yup!"

"Good. Here, Get inside this."

>You place a mold of your skull onto Apple Bloom.

>It looks like the skull has little yellow legs sprouting from it.

>Perfect.

>Then she hides her legs inside.

>You pick up Skullpple Bloom and walk on in.

>"Oh! Hello, Anonymous."

"Hello, Twi. How are you doing today."

>"Just fine. Just doing re-re-reorganizing"

>Of course she would be.

"Neat. Anyways, I stopped by because I wanted to show you something."

>You place the skull on the floor.

>"... Um... Anon... Y-you know I'm still not q-quite comfortable around t-that thing..."

"Oh, No worries, Twilight. I Totally taught it to be well-behaved, and I had it house broken too."

>"Huh?"

>Taking Twilight's reaction as a cue, Apple Bloom pokes her legs out, and starts slowly walking towards the purple pone.

>"OoOoooOOoOh! Twilight. I want to feast on your bones!"

>You can barely contain your laughter when Twilight's pupils shrink beyond belief, and she starts turning a little pale.

>Get back in character.

"No, Poor Yorik! Bad skull! Heel, boy. Heel!"

>"A-Anon! It's n-not listening! Do s-something! Please!"

>Twilight is backing up into a corner.

>This is too damn rich!

"It's too late, Twilight. Poor Yorik is out of control. There's literally nothing I can do now."

>"Twilight! I'm going to drink your blood!"

>Apple Bloom jumps at Twilight and bumps into her chest.

>Twilight screams bloody murder, then faints.

>Mission accomplished.

>You completely loose it, and fall to the ground laughing.

>Little 'Bloom pops out of the skull and joins you in laughter.

 

>Evening is approaching.

>Skull in tow, you leave Twilight's place and head on back to Sweet Apple Acres.

>"Anon?"

"What's up."

>"Is Twilight gonna be alright?"

>Apple Bloom looks back to Twilight's house.

"Yup. I've scared her many times with that skull. She'll be fine."

>"So... Why do you scare her with it."

"She's always been freaked out by it. So It's my way of getting revenge."

>"Revenge?"

"In order to get a mold made of my skeleton... Let's just say it was very invasive. And painful."

>"That sounds awful."

"It was... Never you mind, though. You did good today, 'Bloom."

>"Really?"

>She beams at you.

"Definitely! That couldn't have gone any better."

>"Maybe I can get a human skull cutie mark!"

>You reach down and ruffle her mane.

"Hah! You're so crazy, little one. But, that would be a pretty neat mark."

>"Heheheh! I can't wait 'til we get back home. There's so much we *Yawn* could do."

"Well. That is, if you don't fall asleep first."

>"No way! I'm way too excited for this!"

>On the way to the farm, she asks to be carried by you, and then she falls asleep.

>Your heart was not prepared for cuteness like this.

>Even her snores sound little, and adorable.

>Then she snuggles against your chest.

>You need a heart transplant. Stat!

 

>After placing Apple Bloom onto her bed, you make sure to tuck her in.

>Or... you try, at least. You don't have kids, so you suck at this kind of thing.

>You close her bedroom door quietly, and make your way downstairs.

>Applejack is nowhere to be seen.

>Bummer.

>Maybe you'll see her tomorrow.

>While walking along the path from the house, you hear some noises coming from the somewhere in the orchard.

>Curiosity gets the better of you, so you decide to check it out.

>Of course it doesn't take long to figure out who was making the noise.

>As you peek through the trees, you see a very tired-looking AJ.

>Better not try and scare her.

"... Applejack?"

>"Huh?! Oh. Anon. Heh. You startled me."

>Maybe you need to wear a bell, or something.

"Sorry. I was trying not to. But, what're you doing out so late, young lady. Hmm?"

>"Heheh! I was just finishing up here. Harvestin' took me a lot longer today. An' let me tell you, I am exhausted."

>She takes off her hat and wipes her brow with her hoof.

>"Hmm. Looks like you're doin' much better than yesterday."

"Oh, please, AJ. As if alcohol could keep this guy down... For more than a day... or so."

>"Did I ever tell you that you're silly?"

"Wouldn't surprise me. I did learn from the best."

>You playfully pinch her cheek.

>She just smiles and lightly bats your hand away.

>Now that you look at her, from the light of the moon, you can see she's all glossy from her sweat.

>Goodness gracious!

>You also notice her heady scent.

>It's having quite the effect on you.

"Hmmm. You do look awful tired. How about I give you a nice massage."

>"Oh, Anon... You don't have to do that. I'm all sweaty an' dirty, and I... uh... I probably don't smell too good..."

"I certainly don't mind. I actually like the way you smell when you work up a good sweat."

>She sits down, clearly blushing from slight embarrassment at your comment.

>"I didn't know you were into that kind of thing."

"I'm into a lot of weird things, but, hey, since we're already here..."

>She thinks it over.

>"Alright, you talked me into it. It actually sounds like a wonderful idea, on account of how sore I am."

>She lays on her side and stretches out her hind legs.

>"Why don't ya start here. They're hurtin' somethin' awful..."

>While AJ wiggles her hooves at you, She uses that sexy little pout that drives you wild.

"Hmmm. Well now, How could I say no to that."

>She giggles as you kneel down and grab her left hoof to begin working your 'magic hands'.

>Your massage is giving her pure satisfaction, as seen on her face. Which has a heavy blush.

>This went on as you gave both of her tired and hard-working hooves a firm rub down.

>You eventually moved up to her 'thighs' and kneaded her powerful muscles into damn near submission.

>"Ah~! Oh, my stars!"

"You like that, huh? Check this out."

>You put your fingers together, and place them, fingers-first on her thigh.

>With slight pressure, you slowly move them apart.

>She shivers, as her blush deepens.

"Ooooh~! I'll never get tired of your massages, Anon."

>You just smile.

>As a hint to you, she moves her head closer to you.

>Being a man who can pick up on said hints, you start from where the neck meets the shoulders, and move around accordingly.

>"Mmmmm~ That feels so good, Anon."

"What can I say. I'm damn good at my craft."

>"How did ya get so *Unh~!* Good at massages."

"Practice, School, and stuff like that."

>"Really? Never figured you to be like Twilight, an' all 'book smart'."

"Hey. In my defense... There was little to no books involved. For me, it was mainly personal experience, skin-to-skin contact. That's the best way to learn."

>"Heheh. Only you can make things like that sound sexy."

"Just thank the studies of sexiness, and innuendos, that I took. Worth every penny."

>She laughs.

>That's one of your best weapons. You may not be the best looking son of a bitch. But, you know how to make her laugh.

>This is key.

"Anyways, how're ya feeling."

>AJ stretches her limbs as she gets up from the ground.

>"Mmmmm~, So much better."

>She gets up, turns towards you, and slowly unbuttons your shirt.

>Then she embraces you in a hug.

"Wh-"

>"I'd rather hug you, than your shirt."

>Hm. Fair enough.

>Her sweat-glazed body pressed against your chest feels absolutely amazing.

>You should probably let her know.

>In a subtle fashion.

"This may sound cheezy, but... I could hold you like this forever."

>"Sounds jus' fine to me, sugarcube~."

>You're one smooth criminal, Anonymous.

>AJ goes in for a kiss, and you meet her halfway.

>Much like the many you've shared before, the kiss is slow and passionate.

>Your tongues dance around together, savoring one another's flavors.

>You both eventually break off in need of air.

>Noting the look in her eyes, you know she's ready for some sleep.

"C'mon, hun. Let's get you to bed."

>She slowly nods. You know where this is going.

>Before she even asks, You carry Applejack to her bedroom.

>You must be the sandman for AJ, and her sister.

>You'd never try this on Big Mac though,

>He's a big boy. He can handle himself.

>Also he might be really heavy.

>As you lay Applejack down, she doesn't let go of you.

>"You're sleeping with me tonight, Sugar."

"Oh, darn. A chance to sleep with such a beautiful mare? *sigh* Do I hafta?"

>"Heheh! Yup! You ain't got a say in this."

>AJ pulls you onto her bed, and you fall beside her.

>She buries her head into your chest, and gently sighs.

>You kiss her head as she falls asleep, Just to let her know that you'll always be there for her.

>Grabbing the sheets, you cover yourselves up.

>You continue to hold her even while sleep claims her.

>Tonight, as with any other time spent with Applejack, will be one to remember.

 

End.