Plan X-Level 1

>Day Plan X in Equestria

>You were finished, fed up, exasperated, infuriated, irascible, exacerbated, tired, exhausted, through, malcontent, kvetching, miserable, perturbed, and sick of it all

>No more Rapplejack!

>No more Rapity!

>You would put an end to Rapelight Sparkle and her accomplice Kinky Pie!

>Even your friend Rainbow Dash's attempts to get into your pants must stop.

>But most of all you would an end to HER

>The ringleader of the lecherous legion

>Fluttershy

>After months of their games, traps, and attacks on you it was time to go on the offensive

> Each p0ny had there weaknesses, a vulnerability that would turn them off from your sexy human body FOREVER

>You thanked the dictionaries for their help in your rant and sent them back to their sisters before Fluttershy decided that foals were your fetish

>Weeks of preparation would finally pay off today, as you managed to protect yourself from any future attacks from the Sinful Six

>You completed the three s's, got dressed, ate a big bowl of oatmeal (it's nutritious!)for energy, and set out to face the day

They want to know my fetish? I'll tell them my fetish! I'll tell them all! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

>The sky darkens and lightning strikes the land

>You tip the pegasus and carry on your merry way

>Never noticing the pink and yellow bush watching your every move

"First stop, Sweet Apple Acres."

>Level 1

>You spot Applejack and her brother working in the fields, Applejack's strong limber legs working her into a sweat

>She stops when she sees you approaching, shooting you with her best bedroom eyes

>It's not very effective

>"Well howdy Sugarcube! I didn't think you were working today hun. Or are you here to accept my sweet apple pie?"

>She winks while she grins, never stopping her bucking

"Actually yes Applejack, I've come to admit I love you."

>Applejack and Big McIntosh stare at you with their mouths hanging open, the only sound the apples falling out of the tree onto Applejack's head

>"Bu-bu-bu"

>You walk over to her and place your finger over her lips and stare into her eyes

"Sssh you silly pony. Why don't we go somewhere private?"

>Before you know it she grabbed your pants with her mouth and dragging you to the bard

>McIntosh stands there, wondering if he should gather the elements of harmony as Discord as obviously escaped for this to happen

>He chews his straw and starts picking up the fallen apples

>"It can wait till she gets laid. Celestia knows she needs it."

>While he returns to his bucking Applejack has pushed you to the ground in the barn and begins to trot away

"ApplejaMMMMMMM"

>You question is cut off when she turns around and leaps onto you, her lips pushing themselves into yours

>Okay brain, we got this

>Step 1-Foreplay

>Your hands caress her body as she explores your mouth with her tongue, the smell of hay mixing with her own excitement

>Grossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgrossgross

>Your body wriggles underneath hers which she takes as a sign of encouragement, redoubling her efforts as she begins to grind against your crotch

>You use your hands to get her off you, your fingers taking the full assault of her juices

>They rub and tease her marehood until she removes her lips from yours and grabs your head in her hooves

>"Don't you dare tease me for another second, you've done that fer months now."

>She looks you dead in the eye and places her head against yours

>"RUT. ME."

>She jumps off and lays herself on a haybale, her tail lifted to expose her marehood to you

>She looks back while grinning

>"What are you waiting for Sugarcube?"

>Step 2-Forgive me [MOTHER]

>Cut that crap out brain

>Seriously though, one day of evil can stop a lifetime of suffering

>Forgive me penis

>You begin to do the unforgivable, her neighs and whinnies preventing you from pretending that this is somewhere far far away

>The good news is that only after a few minutes she is about to release

>The bad news is that those minutes felt like hours

>She rears her head back and is about to shout your name, you know what to do

>"ANOOOOOOOOON!"

"PEAAAAAAARS!"

>Applejack looks back at you in confusion and shock

>"Pears? What in tarnation are you goin on about Anon?"

>As the two of you fall to the ground you wrap your arms around her to cuddle

"You see Applejack, ever since I was young I've had a strange fascination for pears. The shape, the smell, the taste; I guess you could say they're my fetish."

>"But why not apples? Juicy delicious apples? I promise ya that they're better than pears in every way."

"Applejack, we can't choose what we fall in love with. I love you, and I was afraid that my pear lust would stand between us."

>She ceases the post-coitus cuddling and walks to the other side of the barn, her head hung low

>At this point the conflict between you and pears should cause her to give up on you

>"Anon, I know what I must do."

"Yes Applejack?"

>You don't allow your hope to show in your voice, pretending that you're afraid she will FINALLY leave you alone

>"If you don't love apples, I'll MAKE ya love apples!"

>Wut

>The next hour consists of her dragging you around the farm, forcing you to taste different apples and apple related products

>Braeburns, Cortlands, Empire, Fuji, Gala, Ginger Gold, Golden Delicious, Granny Smiths, Honeycrisps, Idareds, Jonagolds, Jonathans, McIntoshs, Red Delicious, Rome

>Fritters, Dumplins, Cider, Pies, Tarts, Crisps, Turnovers, Cakes, Baked Apples, Cobblers, Caramel Apples, Strudels, jams, jelly,

>Each product made with loving care, Applejack's excitement with each bite hoping that this would be the treat that not only won you to the apple side, but would allow you to be hers forever

>But it was all for naught, and at the end of the day you were left with a full stomach and a sad Applejack

>She blinks back the tears in her eyes as she nuzzles your waist

>"So I guess this means you're a pear man fer life I take it?"

>The disappointment in her eyes would fell a lesser man

"I'm sorry Applejack, now you know why I refused you. I knew this would happen. If it makes you feel better I think I prefer apples as food-"

>Her face looks up in excitement

"-but pears will always be my fetish."

>Her head and tail are both drooping at this point

>"I reckin nothing I can do will change yer mind?"

>Your look says it all

>"I, I see. Excuse me, got some hay in my eyes"

>She turns away from you and covers her face with her stetson

"I'm sorry it had to be this way Applejack. Is there anyway we can remain frie-UGH"

>Her forehooves have created a vice grip around your chest

>"I wouldn't lose our friendship for the world Sugarcube."

>You just stand there holding her for a while until she has no more tears to cry

>When she's done you part ways, a bittersweet smile on her face as she returns to the fields to consider what she has, and what could have been

>And you're off to deal with the next pony on your list