Applejack Skull Fucking (Warning: Contains Skull Fucking)

Note:

I did NOT write this. This is the property of Wiz-Anon, who for undisclosed reasons had to remove it from his pastebin.

Enjoy.

 

>You are out in the apple fields working.

>Your legs are not strong enough to buck apple trees so the Apple family gave you a job cutting down the apples that don’t fall down after a buck. You also have to carry all the filled baskets back to the farm and into the apple cellar.

>You don’t earn much, but you get by.

>It’s been three years since you came to Equestria.

>And you have begun to like these little marshmallow ponies.

>…

>Probably more than you should.

>When you told Twilight, your closest friend, about your newfound love for p0nies she just laughed.

>When you told her you were serious she got a little uneasy around you.

>It’s not like you are going to rape her.

>No you have your eyes on another mare.

>She's the most beautiful thing in the whole world.

>And she's working right beside you.

>No!

>You aren't talking about Applebloom, you're talking about her sister Applejack.

>Everything about her is perfect: Her color, her personality, her cute accent, her flank, her smell, her cutie-mark and of course her adorable hat.

>You just stand there and enjoy the moment.

>Applejack is bucking the last couple of trees for today.

>All you have to do is to wait for her to finish and you can carry the last baskets home and be done for the day.

>After six months you have finally mustered the courage to tell her how you feel.

>´I'm going to do it today` you have spent the last week telling yourself this, but you are actually going to tell her today.

>Step 1: Approach the target (Applejack)

>You walk up to her, already sweating from nervousness.

>You just stand there like an idiot not knowing what to say.

>"Hey Anon we're almost done just take the basket down in the cellar and Ah'll me ya back in the house. Ah'm starvin'."

>Fuck!

>She's leaving.

"Hey Applejack wait a second."

>Oh shit nigga what are you doing? You skipped step 2 (Make it romantic).

>"Yes Anon?"

>You are shaking.

>Straight to step 3 then.

>You make a gesture for Applejack to sit down, which she does.

>You sit down right beside her and take her hoof in your hand.

>She gives you a quizzical look.

>Okay you got this just take a deep breath.

“Applejack there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you for some time now.”

>She cuts you off before you can continue.

>”Ah know.” She puts a hoof up to your mouth. “Well Ah just kinda thought that if I ignored all of the little signs ya’ll would lose interest in me.”

>Okay this isn’t going as planned.

>New plan: Beg

“Will you at least give me a chance? I know we can make this work.”

>”No I love ya but not in that way… Ya’ll are like a brother to me.”

>You can feel the tears swell up behind your eyelids.

>This isn’t how it’s supposed to be.

>It’s a long shot but maybe if you…

>You grab the back of her head with your free hand and kiss her.

>It isn’t long before she pushes you away with her front legs.

>She gets up.

>”Ah said no! Can’t we just stay friends? ” Tears are beginning to form in her eyes. “Can’t you see this is wrong? You’re a human and I’m a p0ny, it can’t be.”

>The feeling of despair and disappointment is rapidly changing into rage.

>Applejack starts to walk away.

>You grasp your knife, the one you use to harvest wheat and cut down fruit with. Applejack gave it to you.

>In one quick motion you grab Applejacks tail and pull her back and down to the ground.

>You position yourself on top of her, effectively pinning her.

>”Stop it, get off of me!”

>You don’t really know what you’re doing so you just follow your instincts.

>She’s squirming underneath you.

>You place the knife at her throat.

“Be still!” You yell.

>You aren’t afraid the Apple family will hear you; you are far away from the farm after all.

>Applejack stops moving.

>Are you really going through with this?

>With one hand you pull down your pants.

>Applejacks eyes go wide in shock as she realizes what you are doing.

>”No no no no no, anything but that.”

“It’s too late now.”

>You position your throbbing member over her ´mareparts` but she blocks the path with her legs.

“Spread them!” You say in a tone so harsh you would never have thought those words were yours.

>She is crying now between heavy sobs you can hear her “N-no… please d-don’t.”

“Spread your legs you stupid horse.”

>This is the p0ny you love, the p0ny who refused to acknowledge your feelings and she is now denying you what is rightfully yours.

>She will pay for hurting you.

“Spread them!” Your voice is filled with anger and hatred, spit lands in her face and she finally gives in.

>You spit on your member and on her marehood to better lubricate her otherwise desert-dry opening.

>You thrust forward penetrating her.

>This feeling is to die for.

>Applejack is sobbing quietly now, she ceased all attempts at fighting back.

>Probably the feeling of cold steel against her throat.

>You pick up the pace and kiss her.

>You have to fight a bit but you push your tongue into her mouth dominating her instantly.

>She tastes like apples, you love apples.

>You break the kiss and start thrusting harder.

>Applejack looks like she is in deep thought.

>She just stares out in the thin air.

>You are a bit disappointed, this isn’t her at all, the real Applejack would fight she would try to break free.

>You shrug and continue your demeaning act.

>Every thrust brings you closer to the edge, but there’s still a long way to go, the dryness isn’t helping.

>Applejack stiffens her sobbing and looks you straight into your eyes.

>You stop for a moment and look back.

>You can see everything she feels: Her fear, her anger, her hatred and her…

>Determination.

>Oh no.

>Before you can move the knife away from her throat she pushes forward.

>The blood sprays up on your face and shirt.

>It runs down her coat.

>You stop.

>Your whole world stops.

>Everything is silent – dead.

>You feel cold.

>You just killed everything you loved.

>She was your life – your love.

>The tears run down your face.

>Your sobs are the only thing that can be heard in the small clearing.

 

>You feel something warm.

>You look down and see that a lot of your loves blood has flowed down to her crotch.

>The warm wet feeling keeps you erect.

>You were close to coming before Applejack trusted herself into your knife.

>Slow but steady you start moving again.

>This is wrong.

>Really wrong.

>But it feels so right – so good.

>Your thrusts become more rhythmic.

>The blood is incredible it makes this so much easier.

>This is better than anything you have ever felt in your life.

>The sensation just keeps growing.

>Your pace picks up.

>Harder, faster.

>Rinse, clean, repeat.

>You can feel yourself getting closer, even though the corroding blood makes it hard to move around inside of her.

>You pull out.

>You want more.

>You need more.

>You remember something you heard about back on Earth.

>You take the knife to Applejacks face.

>You press the knife into her eye socket and ´pop` out the eye.

>Using the knife you take out some excess flesh and bone.

>You take your member up to the empty eye socket.

>Slowly you lower the head down onto your dick.

>The freshly cut flesh is dripping with blood making the penetration much easier.

>You go through the hole in the skull and into the brain.

>It’s hard at first but you find a way to enter the brain.

>The fat is incredible; it’s moist, wet and it has just the right consistency.

>You work your hips while you bop the head up and down on your erect member.

>Every time you enter Applejack’s head you hit the brain in a new and exciting way.

>With each new sensation you come closer to hitting the edge.

>It isn’t as tight as Applejack’s marehood but it works just fine.

>You’re panting and sweating now.

>You are just about to release.

>You lay back and you only move the head now.

>The muzzle hits your balls each time you push the head down which just adds to the fantastic sensation.

>With a groan you release inside.

>She’s still warm so you stay inside until her body heat is gone.

>You slowly pull out.

>You glance at your dick.

>It’s covered in blood, semen and brain mass. It even has a few bruises from when you pushed against the exposed bone.

>You take a look down at your dead love.

>She did fight; she thought that you wouldn’t continue if she was dead, she thought she could stop you from taking what belongs to you.

>In the end you are the victor.

>You swing her body over your shoulder and walk towards The Everfree Forest.

>You have to dispose of the body.

>You would want her to have a proper funeral, but seeing as you are covered in her blood no one would believe she killed herself.

>Yes that’s right SHE killed herself, not you.

>´This should be far enough` you think to yourself when you dump the body in the forest.

>The wildlife should take care of the rest.

>You take a look down at yourself.

>You are still covered in blood so you find a little stream and wash yourself.

>Now all you need is an alibi.

>Fluttershy’s cottage isn’t too far from here.

>It’s about time you told her your fetish anyway.