>You power walk home from downtown Ponyville as a little filly follows you, talking your ear off.
>Her little southern accent is cute, but goddamn, this filly NEVER shuts up.
>She just keeps talking.
>And talking.
>You look at her.
>Still fucking talking.
>Sighing to yourself, you say a polite 'uh-huh' or 'yeah sure' at what seems like appropriate times.
>Her constant droan rings in your ears as you put one foot in front of the other on this partly cloudy day.
>Thats it.
>Enough is enough.
"Applebloom."
>"Yeah Anon?" she asks, turning her attention to you as she bounces along behind you.
"I think I'm going to go home and go to bed. I've just had a crazy headache all day. How about we talk some other time?"
>"Oh that's okay Anon! How about ah help ya get some rest? Maybe I will get my Nap Time Helper cutie mark!?!?" she exclaims excitedly.
>You lightly groan.
>It was worth a shot at least.
>You head back to your home as the excited little filly follows you inside.
>Looking around outside, it looks like nobody saw you let her into the house with you.
>Last thing you need is for somepony to think that you are a filly-fooler, let alone a horse fucker.
>Her constant chatter continues to amplify your headache.
>Heading to the sink, you grab some pony-strength aspirin.
>One... Two...
>Fuck it.
>You take four of them and down them with a glass of water.
>There.
>That should help a bit.
>"So how can I help you get some rest Anon?"
>You turn slowly away from the sink and look at the young pony.
>She so small... and warm.
>Hmmm.
>Kinda like the perfect teddy bear...
>God damnit Anon. What are you thinking about!?!?
>Strictly platonic.
"Well. It's been kinda cold lately... wanna nap with me? We could keep each other warm."
>Applebloom nods excitedly
>"Yeah! Sure Anon! Whatever ya say."
>Her smile reaches from ear to ear as she scampers upstairs towards your bedroom.
>Weird.
>You didn't tell her where your bedroom was.
>Trying to shake off the sneaking suspicion of rape, you slowly ascend the stairs to your bedroom.
>You step into the bathroom and take care of some business.
>Finally, you open the door to the bedroom.
>Why did she close it?
>As you begin to see the room, you notice Applebloom snuggled up under the covers, with her bow taken out, allowing her hair to freely lay across your bed.
>She smiles to you.
>"Ready?"
>Benefit of the doubt Anon.
>She's only....
>Wait.
>How old IS Applebloom?
>How old are ANY of the fucking Ponies?
>There pretty much just seems to be Baby, Young, Teenager, Young Adult, Adult, and Old.
>...
>The point is that she shouldn't know about sex.
>This will be fine.
"Yeah sure."
>You crawl under the covers and turn on your side, facing her.
>"Sleep tight Anon."
"Night Applebloom."
>You close your eyes, but you feel nervous.
>Sleep isn't coming to you easily.
>"Anon?" she asks softly.
"Yeah?" you answer quietly.
>She doesn't reply right away.
>You sneak open an eyelid and she looks conflicted.
"What's up Applebloom?"
>"It's nothing. Nevermind."
"You sure?"
>She doesn't answer, but looks into your eyes with some form of desire.
>There is something she wants... you know it.
"What's up Applebloom? What's on your mind."
>Her lip trembles a little bit, but she breathes hard.
>"Anon... Ah've been learning about something in school... and... Ah was wondering if..."
>She slowly trails off.
"You can talk to me about it Applebloom..." you say in a calm tone.
>Her face begins to gently smile.
>"Ah was wondering if you could teach me more about the birds and the bees..."
>Goddamn she's cute.
>Applebloom looks up at you hope and expectation.
>And trust.
>She just wants a father figure to help her through her questions.
"Of course I can. I am, of course, the expert." you say with a teasing voice.
>The red haired filly smiles and giggles a little.
>"Well uhm. Cheerilee showed some diagrams in class... but didn't really explain things very well... What do a stallion's parts look like?"
>You shift on the bed uncomfortably.
"Applebloom... it's not exactly legal for me to show you. I could get in trouble if anyone found out-"
>"Nopony will find out... Ah promise. Pleeeease Anon?" she pleads with you.
"Applebloom. No. I've got a wicked headache. I'm sorry, but I don't want to deal with this right now. Now let's get some rest."
>She looks down and sighs.
>"Alright Anon."
>You close your eyes again.
>A few moments pass with Applebloom tossing and turning in the bed.
>Then a light sensation is felt around your crotch.
>Instantly, you look down to the source of the disturbance.
>Applebloom's hooves are trying to undo your pants as carefully as you are doing.
"Appleboom."
>She jumps and panics.
>"Ah-Ahm sorry Anon!"
"Out."
>"B-but-"
"No. Out. I'm done."
>She begins to tear up and push out her bottom lip.
>Must. Not. Let. The cuteness. Win.
"You broke my personal boundary, even when I told you no. I'm going to tell your sister."
>Her eyes grow wide and she panics.
>"N-no! Please! Don't tell AJ. Ah-ah'll do anything!"
>You jump out of your bed and head towards your door.
>"P-please Anon..."
>Turning to her, you prepare a lecture full of wisdom.
>However your mind is caught off guard by her young dripping mare cunt being waved at your face, as she presents herself on your bed.
>Your mouth opens, but the words won't come out.
>Excalibur is ready to be unsheathed on command.
>"Anything..."
>You shake your head and step out of the room.
>Just wait until AJ gets a load of your mind.
>Suddenly, as you head downstairs, you miss a step.
>Time slows down as you head down the stairs face first.
>Your chin connects with a step and unhinges your jaw.
>Closing your eyes, you hope it ends soon.
>You feel the back of your head connect with another force and the falling stops.
>The house is pitch black when you wake up.
>Time to get more aspirin.
>Getting to your feet, you reach the back of your head to feel some hair matted down with blood.
>Pain surges throughout your body in constant waves.
>You better get to the hospital.
>When you hit the front door, you realize your pants are off and your cock is covered in a slimy substance.
>Fucking Applebloom.