Title: Applesack (thread) part 3 (old) Author: SourGrapes Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/EqFJXxf6 First Edit: Tuesday 28th of January 2014 09:22:55 AM CDT Last Edit: Tuesday 28th of January 2014 09:22:55 AM CDT 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     - -  -   -    -     -    -   -  - - http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/S15950888 begins - -  -   -    -     -    -   -  - -       i was on applesabbatical       - -  -   -    -     -    -   -  - - http://archive.heinessen.com/mlp/thread/S15998318 begins - -  -   -    -     -    -   -  - -       >> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)16:59 No.16001626 File: 1391119161075.jpg-(79 KB, 400x334, 1379877147423.jpg) [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 File: 1391120153525.jpg-(37 KB, 231x320, spongebob-feel.jpg)   >>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 File: 1391120777875.png-(345 KB, 437x537, 1391016195214.png)   >>16001866 (You) C-come back to us senpai       >> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)17:43 No.16002268 File: 1391121832787.png-(1.22 MB, 1875x1200, Applesack.png)   >>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 File: 1391124032160.gif-(1.83 MB, 685x516, 1389211279499.gif)   >>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 File: 1391129933580.jpg-(18 KB, 244x320, beatiful+story+_2745a8b8f(...).jpg)   >>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 File: 1391141254963.png-(32 KB, 178x226, 1390606307859.png)   >>16007842 (You) OH FUCK!       >> [] Anonymous  01/30/14(Thu)23:34 No.16008548 File: 1391142842586.jpg-(61 KB, 400x400, 1388856171066.jpg)   >>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 File: 1391277792223.jpg-(19 KB, 320x263, weirdest boner.jpg)   >>16036922 (You)       >> [] Anonymous  02/01/14(Sat)13:23 No.16037569 File: 1391279025966.jpg-(28 KB, 378x434, tumblr_mtvdj2p6ye1rxenr3o2_400.jpg)   >>16036922 (You)   hnnnnnnggg       >> [] Anonymous  02/01/14(Sat)16:32 No.16040860 File: 1391290379981.gif-(1.23 MB, 300x223, Expand.gif)   >>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?"