Applesack (thread) part 3 (old)

APPLESACK INDEX: http://pastebin.com/drgxqEqF

APPLESACK PART 2: http://pastebin.com/fBgrTY9W

 

 

 

WARNING: this portion of applesack has been retconned because it sucks and it's full of pandering

the real part three can be found at http://pastebin.com/6XGqyTHX

 

 

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i was on applesabbatical

 

 

 

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>> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)16:59 No.16001626

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[editor's note: Saul crying and eating a sandwich]

 

I miss applesack...

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)17:05 No.16001724

 

>>16001626

What happened to him? Is he kill?

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)17:15 No.16001866

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>>16001626

>>16001724

no no no

please don't cry anons

 

look see i am writing applesack now

i am putting words into sentences and these sentences are expressing coherent, complete thoughts

the sentences are about applesack and the number of such sentences that i have is strictly greater than one

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)17:26 No.16002007

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>>16001866 (You)

C-come back to us senpai

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)17:43 No.16002268

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>>16001866 (You)

 

Lurker/Drawfag here.

Dun drew something in your honor

Critique (or whatever) welcome, and if ya guys like it, I could draw some more.

 

There goes my post virginity

 

 

 

>> [] applesack  Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)18:12 No.16002680

 

>>15946718

>If there's one thing you've learned when dealing with misbehaviour, it's that they'll take a mile if you give as much as an inch.

>If you don't exercise your superiority, it will get fat and out of shape, and hard to use when you really need it.

>But Applejack wouldn't be like that, would she?

>She's honest, down-to-earth. She wouldn't push you about.

>You put on a softer face

"Hey, Applejack."

>She doesn't look up at you as you sit down beside her.

>"What."

>You place your hand lightly on her back, and, feeling it tense up, stroke it a little so as to explain that you have no malicious intent.

"Look, I don't want to antagonize you here or anything. I just know very well where this path leads and I'm trying to nip this in the bud."

>"What path?"

"Video game addiction."

>"Addiction? What?"

>Her voice isn't rising, but it remains... Intense? Serious? You don't know the word for it.

"You got a little too invested in the game on my phone, back there. It's just a game, you're supposed to enjoy yourself."

>"I was, matter of fact, until you took the phone from me!"

>Applejack gives you another 'humph'. You open and close your mouth a couple of times, thinking of something to say back.

>"And why do you keep touching me all the time, Anon? Can't you keep your freaky hands off?!"

>Immediately your hand retracts, as though it had just touched an electric shock.

>What's gotten into her?

>The tactile memory of AJ's fur, her warm body, her strong back, all quickly left your hand and dissipated into nothingness.

"I-I-I didn't know."

>What were you doing wrong?

"Human a-are very tactile creatures... Typically the most meaningful displays of a-affection are through physical contact."

>The words came out of your mouth very clinically, as though they were someone else's.

>You don't remember coming up with them. They were probably true, though.

>AJ says nothing.

"I-I think I need something to drink, I'll be right back."

>You really just needed an excuse to leave the room.

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)18:20 No.16002846

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>>16002680 (You)

 

rejection is magic

 

 

 

>> [] Nehem  01/30/14(Thu)18:21 No.16002866

 

>>16002680 (You)

What an applebitch. Gawd.

 

 

 

>> [] The Dubs Menace  01/30/14(Thu)18:23 No.16002896

 

>>16002680 (You)

That hurt to read.

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)19:58 No.16004748

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>>16002680 (You)

 

>2h.

>still F5's every 2 minutes

 

 

 

>> [] applesack  Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)21:05 No.16005985

 

>>16002680 (You)

>What were you doing wrong?

>You walked down the stairs at about half your normal speed, in case you'd need more time that normal to think.

>She can't still be mad about the game, could she?

>Was it the breakdown from a couple of hours ago?

>Maybe. It'd be stupid of you to think that some peaceful brushie and a slap on the ass would make everything better all of a sudden.

>...Could it be you? Did you do something?

>AJ got mad that you were touching her. Do you touch too much?

>It was hard to resist, because she's a pony, and who knows how long she's going to be around, right?

>But still...

"Freaky hands."

>You inspect at the freaky hands.

>They didn't seem all that freaky to you, really.

>They've got big wrinkles in them, sure, but those are normal.

>One, two, three segments on each finger. Two on each thumb, themselves opposable and apposable.

>The fingertips are covered in their standard swirls and whorls. You've got a couple of scars on this index fingertip here, some run-ins with knives long ago, but nothing horribly disfiguring.

>Backs are the same, too. Nails are trimmed neatly. A little hangnail over here, you should clip that later.

>And there's the tough pad on your finger that you've built up over years of writing.

>Sure, maybe AJ isn't used to hands, but like, you can't really help your having them, can you?

>Sigh.

>You can't really explain why, but Applejack's comment really got you off guard.

>Is it too early to have a stiff drink?

>1:21. Yeah, it is.

>Wait, shit, how long have you been standing here? What time did you leave the room?

>You didn't think to check the time.

>Well, whatever, you didn't want a drink anyway.

>You make your way back up the stairs, licking your lips a little to pretend like you just had a drink of water.

>You turn into your bedroom.

>AJ, now sitting up on the bed, looks up at you with a relieved look on her face.

>It quickly fades into a sadder expression, and you gulp.

>"Mighty long drink of water, that was."

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)22:58 No.16007842

 

>>16005985 (You)

>Applejack's comment didn't help the tension in the room at all.

>You take a few steps in, completely lost as to what to say.

"Uh, s-sorry."

>AJ continues to look down at her legs.

>"No, Anon, I'm sorry."

>Before you can spin that sentence around in your head, sedimentate the meaning out, a pair of hooves is dragging you to the bed, urging you to sit.

>Once you do, Applejack sits beside you and grabs your hand.

>"I'm sorry for acting up like that. I didn't see it, I got so darn mad, and then when you didn't come right back I started getting worried."

>You're still processing all these words, and trying to find an explanation of your own for her behaviour.

>"You were right, it is just a game. I'd just never played anything like it."

>Finally, things clicked together.

>"...And I'm sorry I called your hands freaky, Anon."

>AJ is looking down at your hand, kneading it lightly between her hooves, inspecting it.

"Please, if something's bugging you, tell me. The last thing I want is to make you feel uncomfortable."

>"But it's not. See?"

>She brings your hand up to her face, putting the backs of your semi-curled fingers up to her cheek.

>It's a warm cheek, and for whatever reason you can't withhold a grin. Seeing this makes AJ smile back.

>You sit like this for a bit, and soon Applejack lets go of your hand. You don't retract it, though, and instead start rubbing, caressing her cheek.

>She scoots closer to you as you bring your second hand up, feeling her jaw, her neck, her face.

>After a while, you cup both of AJ's cheeks in your hands, holding her head carefully some six inches from your own.

>She stares at you with big eyes, as you gaze upon her smooth, unforrowed brow; her small muzzle; her cute nostrils, slowly intaking air.

>Her smooth, soft-looking lips...

"Uh, Applejack... I have an embarrassing question..."

>"What is it, Anon?"

>Her big green eyes sparkle at you, and you can almost see yourself in them.

"Would you mind if we, uh... That is, could I..."

 

 

 

>> [] Nope  01/30/14(Thu)23:05 No.16007987

 

>>16007842 (You)

Aaaawwwwwwwwwww

Sheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeit

 

 

 

>> [] ss2  01/30/14(Thu)23:07 No.16008031

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>>16007842 (You)

OH FUCK!

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)23:34 No.16008548

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>>16007842 (You)

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  01/31/14(Fri)00:08 No.16009288

 

>>16002680 (You)

Yay! Applesack's back!

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  01/31/14(Fri)00:10 No.16009329

 

>>16007842 (You)

>F5F5F5F5F5F5F5

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  01/31/14(Fri)13:49 No.16018846

 

>>16007842 (You)

>not snatching your hand away from her "freaky hooves"

Anon confirmed for beta.

 

 

 

>> [] applesack  Anonymous  02/01/14(Sat)01:15 No.16029705

 

>>16007842 (You)

>Goddamn, why was it so hard to spit out a couple of words.

>Man up, Anon. All or nothing.

"Could I, uh, rub your belly?"

>At first, AJ's response is confused surprise, her eyebrows raising and then lowering, as though you hit her with something unexpected.

>"My belly?"

>The look on her face quickly turns into a smirk and a giggle when she sees your cheeks grow hot and toasty.

>You drop your hands, slowly, in a half-hearted attempt to retreat into yourself, like the last bit of saucy spaghetti squirming out of your fork.

>"Is this one of your human things?"

>Not in general, no.

"Y-yeah, I guess."

>"You're not going to do anything weird, are you, Anon?"

"Oh, no, I just, uh, have a thing for cute things."

>"...You think I'm cute, Anon?"

>Until that was said, your blush had been slowly starting to fade; it returns in full force.

>"Well, I suppose it couldn't hurt. Try everything once, right?"

>Applejack stretches a little, as though this kind of thing took preparation, and takes off her hat, dropping it on the bed beside you.

>Then, roughly, she falls into your lap, belly-up.

>Her forehooves are doing that cute folding thing over her chest, so that you get a full view of her barrel.

>Her hind legs are sort of hanging in the air, bouncing just a bit as though propped up by their internal configuration.

>You take note of some toned thighs, a lean belly, and just barely visible crotchboob...

>But this is no time for that!

>"Have at it, sugarcube."

>Applejack smiles, somewhere in between total innocence and outright lewdness.

>You are excited enough that you're about fit to explode.

>You start to rub, almost massage AJ's tummy, eliciting an 'mmm'.

>"This is nice..."

>Her fur is a little softer down here: not fluffy, but perceptibly different.

>Your hand moves through her warm coat, and the skin pulls to follow your motion just a teeny bit.

>This goes on for a little while, until you get an idea.

>You start to scratch Applejack's belly, lightly but vigorously.

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  02/01/14(Sat)01:29 No.16029952

 

>>16029705 (You)

and with that post, we have officially broken 22 thousand words

for those of you keeping track at home, that's a lot

it's been 2 weeks since i started, so we're talking about a NaNoWriMo pace, here

 

remember, national pony writing month is this september

if i can do applesack, you can write a silly little novel about horses

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  02/01/14(Sat)02:07 No.16030645

 

>>16029952 (You)

You make my day, Applefag.

 

 

 

>> [] applesack  Anonymous  02/01/14(Sat)12:49 No.16036922

 

>>16029705

>Nothing too hard, just enough pressure to hear that telltale sound of something being scratched.

>Applejack raises her head a little to see what has changed, but before long her head has fallen back and her eyes are half-lidded.

>"Mmmmmmmm..."

>This moan is longer, more sustained. It starts low, then rises in pitch and intensity before fading into an exhale.

>You bring in a second hand and start moving your scratching around, to see if that might do anything for her.

>"Mmm, oh, oh yeah, right there, sugarcube..."

>AJ's really getting into it now.

>Her eyes are almost closed, and her head is leaning back really far...?

>Oh, lordy, she's arching her back, raising her barrel up at you.

>Her forelegs are starting to shift about, spreading a little, as though giving you more berth.

>Before long she starts kicking out her hindleg a little, a behaviour you can only remember seeing in a sleeping Pinkie Pie, from some episode you can't recall right now.

>ohmigosh ohmigosh ohmigosh

>You're scratching pony belly! Fuck yeah!

>Applejack can't seem to pick a position for a long while, before she finally settles into a lazy kind of relaxed.

>Her tongue lolls out for just a second, but she quickly catches herself and puts that away.

>You dispense with the scratching fingers and go back to stroking her belly.

>You are probably the most satisfied person on the planet.

>Applejack, a picture of pure bliss, is lying in your lap, smiling.

>You only become aware that you're grinning back with all your might when you feel an aching in your cheeks.

>Man, aren't you glad you manned the fuck up, huh? Stupid beta Anon, you've been missing out all this time.

>Feeling satisfied with yourself and the expression you've given AJ, you rest your hands.

>You leave one hand on her chest, and feel it rising and falling slowly, orange fur shifting irregularly around your splayed fingers.

>"Anon?"

>You look at her face, and see a lazy smile gleam back.

"Yeah, Applejack?"

>"...Why'd you stop?"

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  02/01/14(Sat)13:03 No.16037168

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>>16036922 (You)

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  02/01/14(Sat)13:23 No.16037569

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>>16036922 (You)

 

hnnnnnnggg

 

 

 

>> [] Anonymous  02/01/14(Sat)16:32 No.16040860

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>>16036922 (You)

 

 

 

>> [] applesack  Anonymous  02/01/14(Sat)17:22 No.16041903

 

>>16036922 (You)

>If you hadn't yet contracted diabetes from your various encounters with cute things on the internet, then you surely had it now.

>It's all you can do not to belt out an audible "D'AWW".

"Well, I gotta keep you coming back for more later, right? Better to pace myself, I wouldn't want to wear you out too fast."

>"Bucking broncos, Anon, y'all are such a tease."

>Oh, YOU'RE the tease?

>You still haven't forgotten about this morning's "darn shame".

>You choose to say nothing, however, and just rest like this with AJ a little while longer.

>

>A little while longer takes you right up to half past one.

>AJ excuses herself to the bathroom after you manage to peel yourselves away from each other.

>You crack a joke about last night, and she backs up a little too close to you to make a less-than-playful bucking gesture with one rear leg.

>The hoof stops right before your chest, and then slowly and deliberately presses into you.

>The message is not lost, and you throw a hasty apology after the mare as she leaves the room.

>Now, where were you?

>Doing research, right?

>You could still check out places that the two of you could play outside safely, using Google Maps or something.

>There was also the matter of procuring a more suitable diet for Applehat, featuring maybe hay, seeds, flower, and whatever else it is that horses enjoy in a meal.

>Luckily, it was only Saturday, so you could maybe squeeze something in tomorrow before your prior commitments come into play.

>This weekend was a cleaning weekend, so you can waste the time away for the most part, but you still have to work for a living, Monday to Friday.

>You sit back in your computer, and recommence investigations.

>You could probably figure out which outdoor site was the best by checking the amount of nearby roads and attractions and shit.

>Depending on how near the abandoned barns are to residential areas, you might--

>"Hey, Anon," AJ yawns behind you, "if I can't go outside, what else can I do around here?"