Title:           Apple socks
Author:          GhostKid
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/y3FgXREc
First Edit:      Wednesday 6th of June 2012 10:29:29 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 6th of June 2012 10:29:29 PM CDT

>Today started out innocently enough.
>Flutters came and tried to guess your fetish.
>Method of the day was socks.
>Hundreds and hundreds of socks.
"Socks are not my fetish, Fluttershy."
>Not like that...
>So here you were, wrapped in head to toe in sock-lassos.
>Still nonplussed.
>"Galdernit, these here socks ain't nearly as easy to get on as they should be."
>Applejack, your captor from five minutes ago trots into the room, a sock on one of her hind legs, and the second being drawn up by her mouth as she hobbled in.
>Wow.
>Wear no disguise...I see...
>Your eyes are open.
>"Alraghty here anon, ah don' care where the socks came from, but YOU are gonna come for me raght here inaminnit, y'hear?"
>You stare, eyes transfixed as she draws the last sock up her hoof and leg,smoothly as the sock's component itself.
>She saunters up to you, a sultry stare surpassing all the others she's served you before.
>"Ohh, ya lahk what ya see THIS tahm, huh?"
>You blush. You weren't aware you were staring so intently.
>"Well now, are ya ready ta give me what ah want?"
>She had never gotten this far before.
"Y-yes..."
>She leans in close, wrapping a foreleg in a sock and placing it on your crotch.
>"Well too bad, sucker. Ya shoulda thought about what we coulda had tagether afore ah had ta go through allathis trouble."
>WHAT.
"WHAT?"
>She sexily slips the fourth sock on and trots out of the room, leaving you tied up with an unbreakable boner.
"...dammit."
Fucking Applejack.