"For the last time, AJ, I'm not doing it."
>"C'mon, Anon, just gimme a boost! I need to get these pictures hung before we can finish cleanin' the rest of the house."
"Then let me do it. I'll just stand on a chair, or something."
>Applejack shakes her head
>"No can do, Anon. These here are sacred Apple Family treasures, an' I'm afraid I can't have you touchin' them."
"Wait, seriously?"
>"Yes, seriously! Now hurry an' lift me up there! We're burnin' daylight!"
"No, this is stupid. Just get a stepladder or something."
>"The stepladder's in the barn, Anon. You're right here. Now c'mon."
>She turns her back to you, lifting her hips into the air for you to grab
"...really?"
>"Yes, really! Now hurry up, or you can forget about getting any of yesterday's cider batch!"
>Grumbling to yourself, you bend down and wrap your hands around either side of AJ's belly
>Her coat is soft, if a little grimy from the day's exertions, and you can feel tense, live pulsation of her muscles beneath her skin
>AJ gathers a stack of framed photographs in her hooves, and you slowly hoist her into the air, her hind legs dangling in front of your face
>For a three-foot-tall horse, she's surprisingly heavy, and your arms begin to quiver after only a few seconds of supporting her weight
>"For pony sakes, Anon, hold me steady!"
"I'm... trying..."
>A particularly powerful tremor runs through your right arm, causing AJ to wobble and nearly drop a photo
>"Hey, careful down there!"
>One of her hind legs swings back, and clocks you on the jaw
>It doesn't hurt, but the shock is enough to make you lose your hold on the farmpony
>You look up to shout a warning, just in time to see AJ slide ass-first onto your face
>Two large blobs of pony muscle and fur, smelling vaguely of apples and sweat, smash into your eyes
"Agh!"
>You topple backwards, tripping on one of the zillion stacks of photographs that line the room, and crashing painfully onto your back
>AJ falls with you, landing on all fours
>Her hind legs are straddling your stomach, and her forelegs are near your neck
>You touch the back of your head, and find a painful lump already rising
"Great..."
>Looking back up, you find yourself staring into AJ's glimmering emerald eyes
>"A-anon..."
"Y-yes, AJ?"
>"Go get the stepladder."
>ANON has lost 10 Charisma points; ANON has lost 10 Dexterity points
>Still massaging the lump on your head, you head out to AJ's stupid barn and grab her stupid ladder
>You head back into AJ's stupid house and give her the stupid ladder, so she can stupidly stand on it and hang her stupid pictures
>Also, you pout in the corner
>"Anon."
"Mmf."
>Damn, you're good at pouting
>"Anon!"
"What?!"
>"Gimme some help, will ya?"
"Help? I just got you the ladder!"
>"Just come over here and steady me, alright?"
>Doing your best sulky grumble, you walk over to where AJ stands on the ladder
>"Just hold me steady."
>You wrap your arms around her waist, and Applejack raises onto her hind legs, trying to maneuver a picture of a young Granny Smith into its proper position
>She teeters in place, and you feel her plot rubbing up against you
>The soft contour of her cheeks presses into your gut, and drags back and forth across your shirt as she tries to regain her balance
>She leans forward, placing another picture against the wall, and her body slides smoothly between your hands until they end up touching her cutie marks
>If AJ minds, she doesn't let on
>"Anon, could you scoot the ladder to the right a bit?"
"Nnnn... what?"
>"Scoot the ladder to the side."
"Oh, right."
>You absentmindedly kick the stepladder over, sending it skidding out from under AJ's hooves
>She falls back into you, her ass slamming right onto your crotch
>Sweet horsefucking Christ, it hurts in the unf-est of ways
>Your barely manage to stay standing, hands gripping tightly into AJ's cheeks in order to keep her from falling
>"Um, Anon? Could you put me back?"
"Yeah... right..."
>Your breath feels hot in your mouth, and your heart beats thickly and sticky
>Gingerly, you place AJ back onto the stepladder, repositioning your hands to a more appropriate spot on her hips
>'cause you ain't no perv, right?
>AJ goes back to work, her plot pressing up against your thighs, grinding softly against your legs as she tries to maintain her balance
>A simmering sheen of sweat is beginning to build on your forehead
>In spite of yourself, you can feel the stiffening in your jeans as AJ unwittingly grinds on you
>Your hands tighten reflexively around her hips, pulling her softness harder against you
>"Anon... you okay back th-- WOAH NELLY"
>The stiffness in your jeans presses into AJ's ass, causing her to jump off the stepladder, landing uneasily on the floor
>She turns and stares at you, accusal hot in her eyes
>"Anon! What is that?"
>She points jabs at your crotch with a hoof
"Um... my wallet?"
>AJ's stare tells you she's not buying it
>"Anon... were you thinkin' inappropriate thoughts... about me?"
"Well, um, uh... sort of?"
>AJ looks angry, flustered, and more than a little confused
>"Well, I'm... I'm mighty disappointed in you, then. I'm the last kinda mare you should be thinkin' like that about."
"Yeah, I know, but... wait, what?"
>"You heard me. I'm a farmpony, Anon. Definition o' comely. So let's just get these hung and finish up."
>AJ shoves around you, and begins picking up the photos she dropped
>She avoids making eye contact with you the entire time, her face narrowed in anger
>ANON activates PASSIVE ABILITY: SMOOTH TALKER
"Wait a minute, AJ. Are you trying to tell me you think you're... ugly?"
>Applejack sighs
>"Look, Anon: I'm an Apple. I'm a simple, hardworking mare, and beauty ain't exactly in my job description. So, why don't you just go fantasize about Rarity or Fluttershy and let me work, okay?"
>You reach around AJ to pull her into a hug, which she breaks away from
"Well, maybe I don't want Fluttershy or Rarity."
>Applejack pushes your arms away, and scoots over to another corner of the room
>"Then you're crazy, Anon. No pony, or whatever you are, would prefer me to them. And I prefer it that way!"
>She turns her back to you again, breath huffing from her nostrils
>You creep up behind her, run a hand down her mane, feeling the thick, slightly coarse hairs sliding over your fingers
>AJ stands still, eyes focused on the wall
>Your hand trails down her back, lightly scratching at her coat as it does so
>AJ's left eye begins to twitch
>Your hand moves back up along her mane, reaching around her hat to scratch one of hears
>AJ sucks in a little breath, and her eyes close
>The hand trails down to stroke AJ's cheek, turning her face towards you
>Her orange lips pucker...
>"Ack!"
>Applejack's hoof slams into your shoulder, pushing you away
>"Y'all are just messin' with me, aren't you?"
"What? No!"
>"Don't like to me! You know I'm the element o' honesty!"
"Then you should know I'm not lying!"
>Applejack looks taken aback at your answer
>"You're right. You're not lying..."
>Expression unreadable, Applejack approaches you
>"You... you really like me, Anon? Like that?"
>You nod
>"But... but I'm just... well, look at me?"
>She gestures along the length of her body with a hoof
>"I mean, with all the pretty mares around... why me?"
>Don't say 'dat ass,' don't say 'dat ass,' don't say 'dat ass...'
"Dat ass."
>Dammit
>"That what? Anon, I swear, if you're playin' with me I'll..."
>You shut the orange farmpony up by pulling her into a kiss
>AJ's entire body goes rigid in shock
>She kisses you back, tightlipped and nervous, her hoof tapping nervously tapping at your knee
>You break the kiss gently
>"A-anon, I... that was..."
>You raise an eyebrow at her
>"That was nice. Can I..."
>AJ gulps
>Can I have another?
>Smiling at her cuteness, you kiss Applejack again, slower this time
>Her lips are shut tightly again, but they relax as you begin to stroke the back of her neck with your hand
>The hoof at your knee moves to your thigh, pressing into your muscle as AJ leans in toward you
>You wrap your arms around AJ's neck, pulling her in closer, and flicking your tongue across her lips
>She quivers at your touch, but slowly allows you to push her lips apart, and snake your tongue into her mouth
>You taste the cool slickness of her teeth, and finally the soft wet of her tongue, lighting tapping your own against it
>AJ's tongue responds tentatively, touching briefly and retreating back
>To encourage her, you begin to slide a hand back, along her side
>Your hand reaches the soft roundness of her hips, and reaches around, trailing your fingers along your plot
>AJ shivers in excitement, and this time it's her tongue entering your mouth
>You taste the sweetness of her saliva as she slowly explores between your gums
>She's getting really into it now, her lips forcing yours apart so she can stick her tongue further
>Maybe a little too into it...
>AJ's weight topples you backward, and you land on your back with her on top of you
>"Woah, nelly!"
>She ends up straddling you, again, panting heavily, a line of drool hanging from her mouth
>"Anon that was... wow, that was somethin'."
>She blushes beneath her freckles
>"Can we... can we do more?"
>You smile devilishly at her, removing her stetson and running a hand through her ponytail
>She leans into your touch, before bending down to kiss you again
>This time, neither one of you takes the lead in the kiss, your tongues instead wrestling between your mouths, leaving a coating of shared saliva across both of your lips
>You trail your fingers up the inside of AJ's rear leg
>When they reach the top of her inner thigh, a reflexive shiver goes through her body
>By the time they reach the apex of her stance, AJ's marehood is slippery and hot
>You lightly rub her outer lips, and a throaty sigh escapes her mouth
>"Nn... Anon... please..."
>Your free hand reaches up to stroke her cheek as your slide a finger into her folds, feeling a thin dribble of her juices run down your knuckle as you do so
>AJ's breathing becomes heavier, and her hips begin to quiver
>You slowly curl your finger inside her, it's tip stroking the deeper parts of insides, causing her to flex around your digit, and more juice to dribble down your palm
>AJ's letting out little moans now, her rough cowgirl voice cracking into high-pitched, saccharine fragments
>One of her foreleg-hooves is rubbing against your crotch through your jeans now, and you can feel your manhood straining painfully against the tightly-woven fabric
>"Anon... take me here..."
>Welp, that's all the convincing you needed
>You retract your finger from AJ's sex, and roll over to where you're on top of her, missionary style
>AJ shakes her head and scoots out from under you, placing herself on all fours-- head down, plot up
>Her tail curls up over and around her back, exposing her winking, dripping marehood to you
>You grip her ass in your hands, massaging her powerful tree-kicking muscles, causing her eyes to roll up in her head
>Between her squeaks of bliss, AJ manages a few words
>"Put... it in... sugarcube... ~hoo, boy..."
>You drop your trousers, exposing your shaft to the open air
>It's sensitive and tingling from the excitement, and you feel an almost magnetic force drawing it towards AJ's pussy
>A warm, welcoming wetness greets you tip as you place it at her entrance, feeling her juices dribble around the purple flesh
>"~Anoooon..."
>Not wanting to make the farmpony wait any longer, you slowly slide yourself into AJ
>Her insides are unbelievable tight, and squeeze tightly on you from all sides, making you feel the delights of every inch
>Quivers run through AJ's body as you fit the entirety of yourself into her, and her tail swishes happily in your face
>Trying to swat the tail away, you accidentally pull it a little harder than intended
>AJ gasps, and her tongue lolls from her mouth
>Guess you found her thing
>Holding the tail tightly, you remove yourself from her folds, feeling her muscles clamp and clench at you, as if trying to draw you back
>And back you do go, harder this time, causing AJ's ass to jiggle a little as you slam into her
>AJ presses her hips back into you, panting something that sounds like 'more'
>You force yourself in harder the next time, and harder again, pounding away at AJ's marehood, causing sloppy sploshes of juice to rain onto the floorboards
>Applejack presses her own face into the floor, shoving her butt back into your stomach, hungrily trying to draw your shaft deeper into her
>Her insides grip and tug at you, pushing your stamina to its limits as the electric pleasure courses up your spine
>Determined to outlast the farmpony, you focus your mind on pounding AJ harder, feeling sweat run down your back as you hips slam into her ass cheeks with a muffled slap
>"Anon, I'm... What in tarnation... I feel so... ~Aaah!"
>AJ clamps around you like a vice, and a flood of her love spills from her cooch and onto your gut, covering your thighs in a slippery, vaguely apple-scented mess
>You continue to pound her until she orgasms, barely able to move your dick through the tightness of clenching marehood, feeling yourself nearing the edge
>With one final, heavy stroke, you hilt into AJ and fill her with your seed, watching a shocked expression pass across her face as she realizes what you just did
>It quickly turns to one of sultry acceptance, however, as she curls up under you, a little bit of white goo dribbling from inside her nethers
>"Was I what you hoped for, Anon?"
>She means for it to sound teasing, but you can hear a bit of genuine concern mixed into her voice
"You were... perfect..."
>You say, pulling your pants back on and straightening your shirt
>AJ's face turns a thick scarlet, and she's unable to meet your eye
>"Thanks Anon..."
>You bend down, and scoop her up into your arms
>She's still surprisingly heavy, but you don't mind quite so much this time
>The two of you enjoy a few moments of blissful silence before AJ speaks up
>"Y'know, Anon, I've been thinking..."
"Hmm?"
>"We could use some more help around the farm..."
"Yeah?"
>"And you're a pretty big guy and all..."
"For you."
>"I was wonderin' if maybe you'd like to move in with us? Y'know, for a little while?"
>You tell AJ that'd sure be a lot better than staying with Twilight
>Crazy purple bitch treats you worse than she does Spike
>AJ kicks her hooves happily, and kisses you on the cheek
>"You still have to help me hang those pictures though."