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A Day On The Farm

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A Day On The Farm
The early morning sunrise draped over the chipped and cracked doors of the barn at Sweet Apple Acres. Birds chirped and sang to one another as they flew from branch to branch, tree to tree.
On the top floor of the barn, Anonymous lay asleep in a makeshift bed of straw and fur. He soon awoke to the sound of the birds singing their pitched songs, and opened his eyes slowly. He glanced at the small alarm clock to his left, hoping it wouldn't be time to get up yet.
But of course, it was. The time that he had been dreading for the last few months had finally arrived. The black hands on the alarm clock seemed to stare back into his tired eyes, as if they were mocking him. As if they knew what time it was themselves, as if they knew what day it was too, and as if they knew that today was-
"Harvest day!" Applejack hollered, as she poked her orange head through the top section of the small barn door. She threw the door open with a swipe of her hoof, and trotted over to where Anon still led staring at the hands on the clock.
"C'mon Anon, we gots work to do!" she said, shaking Anonymous with her hoof. Anon groaned at her loud voice, and turned away from Applejack at the touch of her hoof. Applejack rolled her eyes and knelt down next to the bed, close to the back of Anon's head.
"Now Anon, I know y'all down wanna disappoint us Apples now, do ya? It'd be a real shame if ya did. All that work over the past year, just gone to waste..."
"Alright, alright. I'll be up in a minute. Just give me like....like five minutes, OK?"
Applejack let out what Anon thought was a sigh of relief, with what seemed to be a hint of...pleasure. "Good man, Anon. And hey, if you're lucky, maybe there'll be a little reward at the end of the day, hehe."
Anonymous sat almost bolt upright in his bed after hearing Applejack's words. He turned to face AJ, but she had already trotted out of the room, banging the red wooden door behind her. Anon's mind raced with thought of lust and pleasure, and soon his member started to harden as he imagined Applejack's wondrous hips pounding back and forth into his, at the thought of her winking pussy sliding up and down his penis as he thrust ever further into her thick, tight plot.
He shook the thoughts from his mind, and decided that the only way that those thoughts would become a reality is by him putting the effort in, and by God, was he going to.
He got up from his hay bed, and stretched his arms and gave his legs a little shake. In the far corner of the room was a small wash basin with a round mirror above it. The morning sunlight had begun to drip through the square window next to his bed, and was now glinting and reflecting off the mirror. Anon clicked his neck as he went over to the basin, and looked himself in the mirror. His eyes were laden with bags and were bloodshot, thanks to all the other early mornings he had had over the past year that he had been with Applejack and her family at Sweet Apple Acres. It seemed like so long ago that he had found that strange portal, and how Applejack had taken an instant liking to him. He smiled at the memory, abut suddenly the thought of the grueling day ahead shot the smile off of his face.
After brushing his teeth and washing his tired face, Anonymous opened the small barn door of his room, and started to descend the narrow wooden steps down to the hay store of the barn. He sighed as he jumped down from the steps, taking care to miss the last but one step, which was close to breaking, just as he had done for the past countless other mornings.
He walked across the creaking hardwood floorboards, before stepping down into the main part of the barn. Here the large open windows threw light onto the yellow hay bales resting against the far wall, and as he passed them, Anon noticed how comfy and soft they looked. If he could just have five, or maybe ten minutes rest, he could...
No. Not this time. He wasn't about to let Applejack down, not on the most important day of the year for her. Anonymous replayed her words back in his head about his 'reward', and that alone was enough to make him turn away from the hay bales. He turned towards the thick red door of the barn, and pushed it open. The morning light hit him like a brick as he stepped out into a warm breeze. His eyes widened and he shielded his face from the sunlight. Anon looked around with squinted eyes, and saw Applejack across the way, in one of the barns a few meters away. With a deep breath, Anon started to walk over to the barn. His heavy footsteps crunched underfoot, and each sound seemed to echo in his head.
When he got to the open barn, he saw that AJ had loaded one of the apple carts up to a harness, and when he walked in, he saw that she was preparing to put it on. She glanced up as Anon entered the barn.
"Hey there Anon, decided to join us in the land of the living, eh?" she said, chuckling as she finished her sentence.
"Huh, yeah, something like that." Anon sighed. He looked around the barn, and noticed a larger harness next to the one J was putting on.
"I-Is that for me?" Anon asked nervously, pointing at the strange looking harness next to Applejack.
"Sure is, sugarcube." Applejack replied, grunting inbetween her words as she struggled with her own harness. Anon walked over to the strange looking device, and ran his fingers along its metallic edge. The harness had the same shape and frame as the oth0ers he had seen being used around the farm, except this one had a pair of straps, similar to a backpack. This particular one must be custom made for humans, Anonymous thought.
"Wouldn't want y'all to miss out on all the fun now, would we?" Applejack said, as if she had read Anon's mind.
Applejack started to grunt as she struggled to tighten the belt strap on her harness. "Hey Anon, could ya give us a hand?"
"Sure, AJ." Anon replied, before walking over to Applejack.
Anonymous went to Applejack's rear end, so that he was stood behind her, and reached for the brown leather strap that would tie the harness around AJ's waist.The bleached sunlight wandered over her thick orange coat, highlighting each and every frayed hair.
As Anon began to pull on the belt strap, he noticed Applejack's blonde tail begin to rise slightly. As he pulled harder on the strap, it rose higher and higher, until it was almost laid out flat across her back. Anon tried to avert his gaze, but his willpower was too weak, especially on a day like today. He looked down to see a pair of pink, wet pussy lips winking back and forth, the vulva being exposed with each successive wink. He had never noticed how perfectly shapen AJ's buttocks were until this day, and as he stared ever closer, her body seemed to become even more perfect.
"Everythin' alright back there, Anon?" Applejack said suddenly, lowering her tail quickly and therefore shattering Anon's train of thought.
"Uh, y-yeah, everything's uh...great." Anon replied, shocked at being pulled from his lustful thoughts so quickly. With one final tug, he slid the metal piece through a hole in the belt strap.
"Good...now let's get yours on, sugarcube." She said rather seductivly.
"I think I'll manage, Applejack. Doesn't look too hard." Anon replied. He walked back over to his harness, still quite flustered by what he had seen. He picked it up and began to tighten the belt strap around his waist, the same way Applejack's was. After a few seconds he felt AJ's hoof on his chest, and glanced up to se0e her staring into his eyes.
"Lemme help you with that, sugar." she said. She went around to Anon's backside, and slid her hooves around his waist. Soon all of the thoughts and memories came flooding back to him, and once again his penis started to harden in his pants. He felt the surprisingly soft texture of AJ's hoof around his waist, and for a moment she circled around the area where Anon's member had created a tent in his pants. She giggled slightly, before slowly pulling the belt strap tight.
Anon turned his head to see AJ holding a piece of metal chain in her mouth, which was attatched to the back end of the harness. He felt a large weight overcome his thighs, and he knew that AJ had attatched one of the apple carts to his harness chain. She then trotted over to her own cart, and attatched her own chain to it.
As AJ opened the huge barn door, revealing the large open apple orchards outside. Applejack started to walk

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A Day On The Farm

The early morning sunrise draped over the chipped and cracked doors of the barn at Sweet Apple Acres. Birds chirped and sang to one another as they flew from branch to branch, tree to tree. 
On the top floor of the barn, Anonymous lay asleep in a makeshift bed of straw and fur. He soon awoke to the sound of the birds singing their pitched songs, and opened his eyes slowly. He glanced at the small alarm clock to his left, hoping it wouldn't be time to get up yet. 

But of course, it was. The time that he had been dreading for the last few months had finally arrived. The black hands on the alarm clock seemed to stare back into his tired eyes, as if they were mocking him. As if they knew what time it was themselves, as if they knew what day it was too, and as if they knew that today was-
"Harvest day!" Applejack hollered, as she poked her orange head through the top section of the small barn door. She threw the door open with a swipe of her hoof, and trotted over to where Anon still led staring at the hands on the clock.
"C'mon Anon, we gots work to do!" she said, shaking Anonymous with her hoof. Anon groaned at her loud voice, and turned away from Applejack at the touch of her hoof. Applejack rolled her eyes and knelt down next to the bed, close to the back of Anon's head.
"Now Anon, I know y'all down wanna disappoint us Apples now, do ya? It'd be a real shame if ya did. All that work over the past year, just gone to waste..."
"Alright, alright. I'll be up in a minute. Just give me like....like five minutes, OK?"
Applejack let out what Anon thought was a sigh of relief, with what seemed to be a hint of...pleasure. "Good man, Anon. And hey, if you're lucky, maybe there'll be a little reward at the end of the day, hehe."
Anonymous sat almost bolt upright in his bed after hearing Applejack's words. He turned to face AJ, but she had already trotted out of the room, banging the red wooden door behind her. Anon's mind raced with thought of lust and pleasure, and soon his member started to harden as he imagined Applejack's wondrous hips pounding back and forth into his, at the thought of her winking pussy sliding up and down his penis as he thrust ever further into her thick, tight plot.

He shook the thoughts from his mind, and decided that the only way that those thoughts would become a reality is by him putting the effort in, and by God, was he going to.

He got up from his hay bed, and stretched his arms and gave his legs a little shake. In the far corner of the room was a small wash basin with a round mirror above it. The morning sunlight had begun to drip through the square window next to his bed, and was now glinting and reflecting off the mirror. Anon clicked his neck as he went over to the basin, and looked himself in the mirror. His eyes were laden with bags and were bloodshot, thanks to all the other early mornings he had had over the past year that he had been with Applejack and her family at Sweet Apple Acres. It seemed like so long ago that he had found that strange portal, and how Applejack had taken an instant liking to him. He smiled at the memory, abut suddenly the thought of the grueling day ahead shot the smile off of his face.

After brushing his teeth and washing his tired face, Anonymous opened the small barn door of his room, and started to descend the narrow wooden steps down to the hay store of the barn. He sighed as he jumped down from the steps, taking care to miss the last but one step, which was close to breaking, just as he had done for the past countless other mornings.
He walked across the creaking hardwood floorboards, before stepping down into the main part of the barn. Here the large open windows threw light onto the yellow hay bales resting against the far wall, and as he passed them, Anon noticed how comfy and soft they looked. If he could just have five, or maybe ten minutes rest, he could...

No. Not this time. He wasn't about to let Applejack down, not on the most important day of the year for her. Anonymous replayed her words back in his head about his 'reward', and that alone was enough to make him turn away from the hay bales. He turned towards the thick red door of the barn, and pushed it open. The morning light hit him like a brick as he stepped out into a warm breeze. His eyes widened and he shielded his face from the sunlight. Anon looked around with squinted eyes, and saw Applejack across the way, in one of the barns a few meters away. With a deep breath, Anon started to walk over to the barn. His heavy footsteps crunched underfoot, and each sound seemed to echo in his head.
When he got to the open barn, he saw that AJ had loaded one of the apple carts up to a harness, and when he walked in, he saw that she was preparing to put it on. She glanced up as Anon entered the barn.

"Hey there Anon, decided to join us in the land of the living, eh?" she said, chuckling as she finished her sentence.
"Huh, yeah, something like that." Anon sighed. He looked around the barn, and noticed a larger harness next to the one J was putting on.
"I-Is that for me?" Anon asked nervously, pointing at the strange looking harness next to Applejack.
"Sure is, sugarcube." Applejack replied, grunting inbetween her words as she struggled with her own harness. Anon walked over to the strange looking device, and ran his fingers along its metallic edge. The harness had the same shape and frame as the oth0ers he had seen being used around the farm, except this one had a pair of straps, similar to a backpack. This particular one must be custom made for humans, Anonymous thought.
"Wouldn't want y'all to miss out on all the fun now, would we?" Applejack said, as if she had read Anon's mind.
Applejack started to grunt as she struggled to tighten the belt strap on her harness. "Hey Anon, could ya give us a hand?"
"Sure, AJ." Anon replied, before walking over to Applejack.

Anonymous went to Applejack's rear end, so that he was stood behind her, and reached for the brown leather strap that would tie the harness around AJ's waist.The bleached sunlight wandered over her thick orange coat, highlighting each and every frayed hair.
As Anon began to pull on the belt strap, he noticed Applejack's blonde tail begin to rise slightly. As he pulled harder on the strap, it rose higher and higher, until it was almost laid out flat across her back. Anon tried to avert his gaze, but his willpower was too weak, especially on a day like today. He looked down to see a pair of pink, wet pussy lips winking back and forth, the vulva being exposed with each successive wink. He had never noticed how perfectly shapen AJ's buttocks were until this day, and as he stared ever closer, her body seemed to become even more perfect.
"Everythin' alright back there, Anon?" Applejack said suddenly, lowering her tail quickly and therefore shattering Anon's train of thought.
"Uh, y-yeah, everything's uh...great." Anon replied, shocked at being pulled from his lustful thoughts so quickly. With one final tug, he slid the metal piece through a hole in the belt strap.

"Good...now let's get yours on, sugarcube." She said rather seductivly.
"I think I'll manage, Applejack. Doesn't look too hard." Anon replied. He walked back over to his harness, still quite flustered by what he had seen. He picked it up and began to tighten the belt strap around his waist, the same way Applejack's was. After a few seconds he felt AJ's hoof on his chest, and glanced up to se0e her staring into his eyes.
"Lemme help you with that, sugar." she said. She went around to Anon's backside, and slid her hooves around his waist. Soon all of the thoughts and memories came flooding back to him, and once again his penis started to harden in his pants. He felt the surprisingly soft texture of AJ's hoof around his waist, and for a moment she circled around the area where Anon's member had created a tent in his pants. She giggled slightly, before slowly pulling the belt strap tight. 

Anon turned his head to see AJ holding a piece of metal chain in her mouth, which was attatched to the back end of the harness. He felt a large weight overcome his thighs, and he knew that AJ had attatched one of the apple carts to his harness chain. She then trotted over to her own cart, and attatched her own chain to it.

As AJ opened the huge barn door, revealing the large open apple orchards outside. Applejack started to walk

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