>Make some joke about how Dash willingly picked this game when it was mostly girls playing.
>Try to get more comfortably arranged in the space.
 
“Heh, does she always suggest this game when it's mostly girls?” You half-ask, half-joke as you shift around trying to find a position where you can avoid her noticing your growing erection. There was enough room to shift around a bit but you'd be guaranteed to be in physical contact no matter how you shift. You briefly remember this closet being so small you couldn't decide what to do with it and, apparently, neither did the previous owner.
 
“Hey, she likes guys too...” Pinkie defended her friend, but you couldn't help but notice the mirth in her voice. “She'll typically start suggesting these things after she's started drinking... besides, she knows most people aren't going to actually DO anything if they don't really want to.”
 
It wouldn't take too long for your seven minutes to pass, what do?
2, 5 or 0 decides
 
>Tell Pinkie to follow our lead put your back to the door, squat and slam your back and hips into the door and start grunting loudly, hopefully Pinkie will take the hint and start fake moaning, then keep going well past the seven minutes til someone opens the door and reveals our prank.
 
“Hey, you don't happen to have those any more of those party poppers, do you?”
 
“When do I NOT?” You can hear the laughter in her voice as she presses one into your hand.
 
“Alright... follow me lead...” You smile as your firmly set yourself against the door before starting to slam your hips back against it while issuing grunts on each thrust. You can hear Pinkie giggle in the darkness before giving adding her own moans to the mix. She was incredibly good at faking it and if you weren't the only person in the closet, you swear that she was actually getting her brains screwed out. Your hard member certainly couldn't tell the difference. The two of you continued long past the seven minutes and finally you hear the door knob turning. Both of you promptly turn to the door, party poppers at the ready as it swung open.
 
“Alright! Break it up, you-” Rainbow Dash stopped short as streamers and confetti peppered her face.
 
“Sorry, Dash... it looks like I blew my load all over your face!” You laugh as you take in her confused face and the flushed faces of everyone behind her. Applejack was near the back and you notice a brief look of relief cross her face when she comprehended what happened.
 
“Did you see the look on your faces?!” Pinkie laughed riotously at your prank.
 
“Anon... Pinkie... that...” Dash started, but couldn't continue as she starting laughing too. Once the shock wore off, most of the crowd was at the very least amused by this little prank. After a minute of laughter, RD finally got to the point where she could speak again. “Oh, man... I'm not going to fall for that one again... ha, that one's going to be hard to beat!”
 
As the crowd resettled around the bottle, you can't help but notice Applejack moving a little oddly. Perhaps not all of her friends were in on her secret?
 
Dash handed the bottle to Pinkie and the energetic girl gave the bottle a spin herself.
 
1. Applejack
2. Rainbow Dash
3. Rarity
4. Twilight Sparkle
5. Fluttershy
6. Anonymous
 
[1d6]
 
>Rainbow Dash
 
Rainbow Dash stared down as the bottle came down to a rest pointing toward her. She looked up at Pinkie and was almost ready to open her mouth when Pinkie seized her wrist and began hauling her to the closet.
 
“Seeya in seven minutes!” Pinkie called out to your group as she closed the door behind her. You and the others stared blankly at the door for a moment, unsure of what to do... although a couple were edging closer to the door as if they wanted to listen in like they likely were earlier.
 
You could listen in if you want, although that would give the rest leave to do so as well. Or you could talk with one of your companions.
 
What do?
1, 5 or 9 decides
 
>Listen in, you fucking idiot.
 
It took all of a split second for your resistance to crumble and you start a quiet stampede as you sneak up to the door. You manage to get a good spot at the door and press your ear against it with Rarity opposite you. She gave you a faux-scandalized look, but made no attempt to removed her ear from the door. Applejack wasn't far behind, standing far enough from the door she could deny she was listening in but close enough that she could strain her ears to do so. She was discreetly holding down the front of her skirt while doing so.
 
You begin to hear something on the other side of the door and you turn your attention to it. Unlike the loud moans Pinkie had faked earlier, these were more subdued and almost like they were attempting to suppress them. A few comments about a 'cute maid' came through the door and some brief, wet noises began accompanying the moans that came through the door.
 
“You do realize that you're being set up for another prank, right?” Twilight quietly asked as she looked at the group. Fluttershy hadn't moved from her seat and was finding something other than the door intensely interesting for the moment.
 
What do?
2, 6 or 9 decides
 
>How many opportunities would we miss if we only focused on how things can go wrong.
 
Shrugging off her concerns, you continue to listen in to the escalating noises originating from the other side of the door. Dash's voice clearly starting coming through the door as she cried out in pleasure. You briefly catch a glimpse of Rarity's own flushed face when your eyes briefly focused on her before your attention is called back to the door as a final cry of passion came through the door. As the door handle jiggled, you realize that the time limit had long since passed and both you and Rarity put some distance between the door and you.
 
Pinkie strode out confidently, calmly fixing her party dress as she chirped a greeting to the group. Rainbow Dash followed unsteadily, her face flushed and her maid dress in disarray. You can see light lipstick marks and hickeys line the side of her neck as she settled down back in the circle. After giving her a few minutes to recover, she hazily reached for the bottle and gave it a spin.
 
1. Anonymous
2. Applejack
3. Rarity
4. Pinkie Pie
5. Twilight Sparkle
6. Fluttershy
 
[1d6]
 
>Pinkie Pie
 
Pinkie gave a positively evil grin as she once again seized Dash's wrist and began pulling her toward the closet. The rainbow haired athlete could only give weak resistance as the closet door closed once more. Once again the group stared at the door, waiting for someone else to make the first move.
 
What do?
3, 6 or 8 decides
 
>Realize after being in the closet with Pinkie and eves dropping on Pinkie and Dash that you're still a bit rigid, excuse yourself to the bathroom and secretly have a wank.
 
As you sit there, you become intimately aware of just how much your throbbing member needed attention. Glancing around, you make sure you aren't being too obvious before speaking.
 
“Ladies... please excuse me for a moment.” You announce before heading to the bathroom. As you enter, you notice despite an attempted use of air fresheners you can still sense a distinct smell in the air. Unzipping your pants, you unleash your hard shaft and begin pumping away.
 
What do you think about while you jack off?
2, 5 or 9 decides
 
>Applejack. Remember when you were washing the dishes together, and pressed up against each other, and…it's perfectly natural. Except for the clothes, those are unnatural as all fuck. Let's just have a natural time together…
 
Your mind drifts back to when you were polishing the silverware with Applejack, your body pressed against hers and your hard member pressing against her shapely rear. Her own member jutting forward to tent the front of her skirt.
 
“It's perfectly natural...” You reassure her, your hands drifting from her to her body. One began to firmly grope her modest chest while the other began pumping her member through the fabric of her skirt. The farm girl moaned under your touch before you whispered into her ear. “But you know what isn't natural...? These clothes... let's ditch 'em.”
 
Your mind skipped ahead a bit, until you saw Applejack on all fours on the kitchen floor. Her hard member hung beneath her wet and ready pussy as she waited for your attentions.
 
“Are yah sure yah want me...?” She nervously asked as you settled down on your knees behind her, stroking your shaft.
 
“Not only do I want you... I will have you and no one can stop me.” You growl as you press forward, parting her wet nether lips. A low moan issued from her lips as you claimed her womanhood and you seized her hips with your hands as you pressed forward until you bottomed out in her. You relish the feeling before you slid back until just the tip of your cock remained within her until suddenly thrusting back into her, drawing a lustful groan from her lips. You take your time in setting a pace, enjoying the sensation of her pressing back against you and the sight of her powerful muscles writhing beneath you. “Who am I? And what do you want me to do?”
 
“Yer... mah Master...” Applejack moaned heavily. “And ah want yah to fuck me as hard as yah can!”
 
Grinning, you begin pounding her even harder causing her to loose a slutty moan. The kitchen echoed with the sounds of your union as you lay claim to her body. Leaning over her, you wrap your arms around her with one hand roughly grabbing her breast with the hard nipple pressing into your palm. The other drifted down to wrap itself around her cock and begin roughly pumping it.
 
“What-” Applejack gave a loud moan of pleasure, interrupting her though process.
 
“Everything about you belongs to me...” You speak into her ear. “Including this.”
 
“...yes, Master...” Applejack moaned helplessly under your assault on both of nether regions. You relish the feeling of dominion over her as you continued to pound her pussy and pump her penis, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Her tunnels began to clamp down around your cock even as her own pulsed in your hand and with a final, slutty moan she spilled her seed on the kitchen floor as her pussy began it's attempt to milk your member. With a final grunt of your own, you unleash the first two streams of seed into her womanhood before pulling free and aiming the rest at the puddle she'd already made on the floor.
 
“...good girl...” You gently stroke her ass and she moaned gently at the touch. “But we've made a mess... clean it up, would you?”
 
Applejack hazily looked back at you, before nodding. Moving around, she looked down at the puddle of your combined seed...
 
...and extended her tongue.
 
---
 
With a final grunt, you pour your seed into the toilet and give a relieved sigh. Reaching forward, you flush away the signs of your session and clean up before returning to the parlor.
 
“Now where have you been?” Pinkie asked, sitting next to Dash on one of the couches. “We're ready to start the next spin!”
 
Looking around, you judge that Pinkie and Dash would be sitting this one out from their position away from the spinning area. Twilight was holding the empty wine bottle with a flushed face.
 
“W-well, here I go...” Twilight announced before spinning the bottle, the two girls sitting out egging her on.
 
1. Fluttershy
2. Anonymous
3. Applejack
4. Rarity
 
[1d4]
 
>Fluttershy
 
“I... I...” Fluttershy stuttered for a moment.
 
“You don't have to do this if you don't want to...” Twilight tried to calm her down, but Fluttershy shook her head. “Or we can just talk about how your animal friends are doing...”
 
The two headed to the closet and gently closed the door behind them.
 
“This is going to be the most boring seven minutes in heaven, ever...” Rainbow Dash muttered to herself.
 
What do?
2, 6 or 9 decides
 
>Make an excuse to get Applejack alone for a couple minutes. Ask her if she's comfortable continuing with the current game - specifically, if there's anyone she really doesn't want to go into the closet with. Mention you've noticed her discomfort during the game.
 
“Hey, Applejack... may I speak with you for a moment?” You ask after the most boring seven minutes in heaven begins. She tilted her head questioningly, but didn't object as you led her out into the hall. “Are... you okay with this? You've started looking a littler nervous the longer this goes on...”
 
“It's... nothing. Ah figured ah could do a well enough job hiding 'yah know what' if it comes to it...” Applejack stated, apparently not realizing just how small the closet actually was.
 
“Is there... anyone in particular you don't want to be in the closet with?”
 
“Well... ah'm pretty sure Flutters is gonna drop out after this round, she was shaking pretty bad when she went it.” Applejack took mental stock of everyone left in the game. “Twilight is the the only left ah'd be worried about... but she's from Canterlot. They don't mind so much, do they?”
 
“I'm sure of it...” The reply came evenly. “But if you're unsure, you could drop out now...”
 
“Nah.” Applejack stated firmly, before pausing as if searching for a reason for it. “Dash ain't gonna let me forget it if ah 'chicken' out at this point...”
 
You could tell that she wasn't being entirely honest on that point, but you were interrupted by Dash sticking her head out into the hallway.
 
“Hey, we're about to spin again.” She stated plainly, still underwhelmed by that last spin.
 
“After you...” You hold the door open for Applejack and you return to the circle. Applejack had called it as Fluttershy had quickly put some distance between her and the bottle. Rarity held the bottle this time and stared down at it with an unreadable expression before she span it.
 
1. Anonymous
2. Applejack
3. Twilight Sparkle
 
[1d3]
 
>Anonymous
 
Rarity glanced up at you and you meet her gaze as she gives you a sultry smile. Wordlessly, she strides toward the closet and you join her as the door magically swings shut.
 
“Just a moment, Darling...” Rarity spoke up and shifted until she was on the door side of the closet. You can hear her experimentally tapping on the wood, before she slammed her elbow onto a certain spot. Her efforts were rewarded with a sudden yelp from Rainbow Dash on the other side. “Alright... I need to talk to you...”
 
“About what?” You could smell the perfume and wine mixing to create a heady mix.
 
“About... Applejack.” Rarity replied seriously. “I've talked to Applejack... you've been acting on the verge of being improper with her. She doesn't mind, but this isn't how an employer should act toward his maid regardless of what certain fetish novels say. So, I have to ask... what are your intentions toward Applejack?”
 
Response?
3, 6 or 9 decides
 
>Tell Rarity we're not quite sure our intentions but we certainly know she won't always be under our employ.
 
“I'm not sure of my intentions, at least not anymore...” You speak into the darkness. “All I know is that she won't be in my employ forever, no matter how much I wish otherwise.”
 
“Mr. Anonymous.” You can hear Rarity's fingers snap and a small light appeared in the closet, dimly lighting up her face as she stared into your eyes. “What do you mean by not anymore?”
 
“I'm saying... that I once asked Applejack if I would have to worry about gentlemen callers showing up. After which my interest was peaked...” The answer came evenly. “I didn't realize that I would have to worry about lady callers instead.”
 
“What?” Rarity quietly uttered, looking briefly poleaxed. “Where would you get that idea from?”
 
Response?
2, 5 or 0 decides
 
>Say nothing
 
Your mind kept flashing images of an extraordinarily pleased Applejack sitting in the bathroom while Rarity fixed her lipsticks. After a few false starts, Rarity started to catch on to what you were thinking.
 
“...wait, how long were you standing at the bathroom door before you knocked?” Rarity raised a suspicious eyebrow.
 
An excuse. Any excuse would do, but your mind refused to produce anything useful. Even in the dim light, you could see the color drain from her face.
 
“I... it wasn't what it appeared to be!” Rarity tried to deny it, but the look on your face told her you'd heard enough to know it to be a lie. “I just... help her take the edge off of her... urges. She doesn't consider it a relationship...”
 
Response?
1, 4 or 8 decides
 
>Tell her she can to take the edge off of any other "urges" with you anytime.
 
“And what about you?” You ask, leaning in a little closer. “She didn't seem to return the favor, did she?”
 
“Well, no...” Rarity replied uncertainly, still a little off center from the previous reveal.
 
“Did you want me to take the edge off?” The suggestion came easily, your lips loosened from your copious alcohol consumption before you realized what you had just said. “Er, if you want me to of course! Not that I think you're the kind of woman that would just accept... I'll shut up, now...”
 
Rarity paused as she took in your sheepish looking face. She stared for a little while, before her face twisted a little and a small giggle escaped her lips.
 
“I'll chalk that up to the alcohol, darling...” She laughed a little before the door opened letting the light into the closet. Rainbow Dash briefly had a look of glee on her face, but it dropped when she realized that she hadn't caught the two of you in a compromising position. “We'll continue this later...”
 
“Gah... are me and Pinkie the only ones trying?!” Dash moaned as she lead the two of you back to the table and she thrust the bottle into Applejack's hands. “Let's make this the last one...”
 
“Well, shucks...” Applejack muttered as she put the bottle down and gave the last spin of the evening.
 
1. Rarity
2. Anonymous
3. Twilight Sparkle
 
[1d3]
 
>Twilight Sparkle
 
You could feel the nervousness build up within Applejack as the bottle slowed to a stop in front of Twilight Sparkle. The bookworm, on the other hand, seemed completely oblivious to the cause of this as she stood up and began to turn to toward the closet.
 
“What's the matter?” Twilight asked as she noticed that Applejack hadn't immediately stood herself. “You don't have to if you don't have to...”
 
“Yeah, if you're chicken...” Dash taunted a little and that was enough to get the inebriated Applejack on her feet. She gave Dash a glare before entering the closet with Twilight and closing the door behind her. You share a concerned look with Rarity, but don't say anything right away. Pinkie was talking with Fluttershy a little ways away from the rest of the group.
 
What do?
6 or 9 decides
 
>Go make a sandwich to eat or something.
 
A bit of an awkward silence followed as no one knew what to say before you realized that you were beginning to feel a little peckish. Glancing at the cake, you realize that you were actually looking at where the cake was. Glancing over at the bouncier pink haired girl, she gave you a sheepish grin as she realized that she was busted.
 
“I'm going to fix up something to eat, does anyone want some?” You ask the group and get a chorus of responses. As you get to Rarity, you lean down to whisper in her ear. “Do... you think that they'll be alright in there?”
 
“Twilight... won't be too bothered too much, I think...” Rarity paused in thought. “Don't worry, I'll run damage control if anything does happen...”
 
Nodding, you head to the kitchen and begin fixing up some sandwiches for everyone. After getting everything ready, you return to find Applejack and Twilight Sparkle sharing a mutual flushed look as they sat opposite of each other. Nothing too terrible seemed to have occurred, but Twilight seemed to have learned Applejack's little secret. Neither were freaking out about it and Rarity was quietly talking with them while carefully skirting the issue.
 
What do?
3 or 8 decides
 
>Hand out the sandwiches of course. What are you a bad host?
 
“Foods ready!” You announce as you begin passing out the sandwiches to everyone. Once everyone had their little snack, you consider the time. It was quickly heading into the late night and everyone seemed to be winding down. It wouldn't be too long before the party would be destined to break up.
 
What do?
2 or 6 decides
 
>With it starting to get late and your guests still being a bit tipsy you can't in good conscious send them stumbling home. Offer them the use of some of your guest rooms.
 
Looking around, you notice the varying levels of inebriation in you guests. Rainbow Dash was noticeably tipsy and Fluttershy, despite not drinking as much, was even farther along. On some level, you doubted any of them had the ability to make it home safely.
 
“All things considered...” You begin, gathering the attention of everyone. “Maybe it would be best that you all stay the night... I have some guest rooms available.”
 
“Nah... I'm cool to fly...” Rainbow Dash replied, obviously not.
 
“You clearly aren't...” Rarity called Dash out. “We should take Anonymous up on his hospitality.”
 
“Ah... do we even have enough guest rooms tah accommodate everyone?” Applejack asked after a moment of thought. Taking a mental count, you realize that you'd have more than a full house with only three guest rooms available, not counting your Master bedroom and Applejack's quarters. You had more rooms, but they weren't set up for guests. Some people would have to double up to make it work... perhaps you could sleep on one of the couches? Either way, should you let everyone decide where they'll be settling down for the night?
 
“Worse comes to worse, I suppose I could share with Applejack...” Rarity made it sound like she didn't want to, but with your knowledge you highly doubted it.
 
What do?
4 or 8 decides
 
>Screw it, get a bunch of blankets and pillows and we can all sleep in here like a real sleep-over.
 
“Well, worse comes to worse, we could always bring a bunch of blankets and pillows in here and have a sleep-over.” You laugh along with the crowd of women, before noticing that Pinkie had perked up at the thought.
 
“Ooo... that's a good idea!” Pinkie exclaimed, mid-way through pulling down some of the decorations she'd put up. Dropping it into non-existence, she dashed off to find to required items.
 
“She does know I was kidding... right?” You raise an eyebrow and turn to find the group collectively shaking their heads.
 
“I'm afraid not...” Twilight sighed. “Once she's got an idea in her head, it's hard to dissuade her from it.”
 
It didn't take too long for Pinkie to return with practically every pillow and blanket in the building and some you weren't sure if they were actually yours. Once she had access to a place to rest her head, Fluttershy was out like a light. Most of the group were, if not actively going to sleep then at least settling down for the evening.
 
What do?
2 or 6 decides
 
>Hmm…Perhaps we should settle in. And somehow finagle things so we wind up sleeping close to Applejack.
 
You almost begin to suggest something when you find yourself yawning a bit. Realizing how late it's gotten, you look for a place to settle down. But, while the parlor could comfortably seat all of your guests it was a different story when they'd stretched out to go to sleep. Fluttershy in particular, with cat-like ability, had seemingly stretched herself out all over the love seat. Most people were sleeping in what they'd arrived in, except Rarity who'd insisted on wearing an old shirt and pants borrowed from Applejack rather than risk ruining one of her nicer dresses. The only seat left was next to Applejack, who already had Rarity sitting on her other side. Resigning yourself, you begin to settle down on the floor when the maid's voice reached your ears.
 
“Now what d'ya think yer doing?” Applejack asked, causing you to pause.
 
“Getting ready to go to sleep...” You state the obvious.
 
“Get up 'ere.” Applejack stated plainly. After a moment of inaction, she explained further. “There's no way ah'm gonna allow someone to sleep on the floor if there's an open spot right here.”
 
“Are you sure?” You ask, making sure.
 
“Get up 'ere before ah change mah mind.” Applejack repeated, with a brief warning tone in her voice. You settle down on the couch on her free side and feel a little drowsy.
 
Go to sleep or 'go to sleep'?
5 decides
 
>Lean into her a little bit. Smile at her when she looks over and express your hope that the party was a good time for her. Wish her a good night, then close your eyes and drift away into dreamland.
 
You couldn't help but begin to doze off a little and you unconsciously leaned a little closer to your maid. Her gaze returned to you and you smile up at her.
 
“I hope you had a good time tonight...” You mutter drowsily. “...g'night.”
 
Darkness claimed you as you slowly doze off...
 
---
 
You awake with a start to see something you were genuinely not expecting to see. At some point, Rarity had decided to dispense with her makeshift pajamas and her soft, feminine form was on full display as she knelt between Applejack's knees. The skirt of her maid uniform had been bunched up around her waist and her panties had been pulled down to reveal both her hard, long member and her juicy pussy. To Rarity anyway, your view was obscured by the sight of Rarity taking the hard shaft into her warm mouth. The top of her dress had been pulled down to reveal her modest chest, her perky nipples so tantalizingly close to your mouth.
 
“Hey, g'morning Master...” Applejack greeted you, turning her head to plant a small kiss upon your lips. “Sorry fer getting started without yah... but ah had tha morning wood something fierce.”
 
“Mmm, Darling... want me to service you, too?” Rarity asked breathlessly as she briefly released Applejack's hard cock from her lips. She continued pumping the shaft as she turned her head to you. “Or I could finish with her and then give her a lesson on how to best suck a cock, if you wish...”
 
What do?
3 or 7 decides
 
>Realize that you're dreaming and lucid dream Rarity into a kinky head mistress outfit, complete with a ruler, to teach AJ how to properly felate a cock.
 
“I'm dreaming...” You quietly mutter to yourself and you briefly close your eyes to focus. The throaty moan coming from next to you was distracting you as you felt Applejack's body shudder with orgasm.
 
“Hm... acceptable endurance.” Rarity's voice sounded a little stricter and judgmental than before. Opening your eyes, you see that she was no longer nude as she stood up. A smart looking suit jacket hung open, revealing a leather corset that enhanced her already voluptuous figure and supported her cleavage without hiding her hard nipples at all. The hem of the skirt had been pulled up so far that if she'd been wearing panties they'd be visible. She wasn't, however, and her clean shaven womanhood was on display for anyone to see. She tapped a ruler against her palm contemplatively as she stared down at the panting maid. “It's time for your new lesson... you've enjoyed having your cock sucked for a while, it's time you learned to perform fellatio on someone else. Your Master will be helping you with this, so thank him.”
 
“Thank yah, Master...” Applejack spoke as she settled down between your legs and reached up to undo your pants. She gave a yelp as Rarity struck her generous ass with the ruler and gave her a look that asked her 'for what?' “Thank yah, Master for tha opportunity tah suck your cock.”
 
“Very good... now start off with your hands.” Rarity instructed, carefully watching Applejack' actions with her keen eyes. You lean back as Applejack pulled your hard shaft from the confines of your clothing and begin uncertainly pumping it with her rough hand. Rarity gave a heavy, disappointed sigh. “What's the point of giving you hand moisturizer if you aren't going to use it? You aren't a farm girl anymore, you have to keep your hands soft for your Master's pleasure.”
 
“Ah'm sorry...” Applejack bowed her head and seemed to be bracing for another strike to the hindquarters. Instead, she found a glove hand encircling her own and it began to guide her hand as it pumped your manhood.
 
“That is the point of this training, to turn you into your Master's ideal maid and cock sleeve... but...” Rarity said in a reassuring voice, before quickly landing a strike against the maid's ass. “That. Is for flinching... now, before your mouth become occupied ask your Master how you are doing...”
 
“Master... how am ah doing?” Applejack asked earnestly, looking up at you. “Am... ah making you feel good?”
 
Her hand on your shaft did feel incredibly good, roughness aside. It felt even better now that Rarity was guiding her movements... but how will you reply?
 
6 or 9 decides
 
>Don't say anything, just lean your head back and moan.
 
You couldn't manage to get anything out but a wordless moan of pleasure. Applejack seemed gladdened by your response and even Rarity gave a small, throaty chuckle at your response. Then the sexy headmistress pressed her hand firmly against the back of Applejack's head and the maid took the hint. Applejack leaned forward and extended her tongue to run it up the length of your shaft. A shudder ran down your spine as the coated the length of your shaft before swirling her tongue around the head of your shaft. Looking down, you can see Rarity kneeling behind her and whispering into her ear. The tip of her tongue met the tip of your penis one more time before the head of your shaft was caught between her lips. Slowly and deliberately, she took the length of your shaft into your mouth until you could feel the tip brushing against the back of her throat. She hadn't taken the entire length yet and she seemed to be briefly struggling, before Rarity 'helped' her take the last inch with a forceful push. You could feel her struggle briefly for air as Rarity held her there until she finally relented. She only allowed Applejack to partially withdraw, forcing her to breath through her nose and you feel her hot breath on your flesh. You groan in delight as she began bobbing her head up and down on your shaft, intermittently being forced to take your entire length by Rarity until she slowly got used to the sensation. You were being rapidly being taken to the brink and Rarity seemed to realize it although Applejack didn't. She held the maid's head at a fixed point as you spilled your seed into your mouth.
 
“Don't swallow yet...” Rarity ordered as you finished pouring you cum into Applejack's mouth. Rarity pulled Applejack's head back and forced her to keep her mouth open for your inspection. Her mouth was filled with your seed and a little of it was on the verge of dribbling out of the sides of her mouth. “A Lady always swallows... but you are your Master's maid. Wait for him to give permission.”
 
What do?
4 or 8 decides
 
>Place your finger in her mouth before allowing her to swallow so she has to suck on your finger a bit to do so.
>This, but run your other hand through her hair while you do it.
 
Looking down at her, you can see her pleading eyes gaze up at you waiting for your decision. After a moment, you lower your hand and extend a finger into her mouth before allowing it to come to a rest atop her tongue.
 
“You may swallow.” You give her the permission you were waiting for and she wrapped her lips around your finger. You can feel her suck on your finger as she gulped down your seed before continuing to suck on it. Lowering your other hand, you run your head through her hair in a pleased manner before she finally gave up her hold on your finger to allow you to inspect her mouth again. This time it is entirely clear of your seed. “Good girl...”
 
“Thank yah, Master...” Applejack bowed her head, clearly licking her lips.
 
“Ah... it looks like we've gotten everyone else started, too...” Rarity chuckled again as she glanced about the room. On the couch opposite you, Rainbow Dash was having her way with Fluttershy while Pinkie Pie in a sexy ring masters outfit, complete with top hat, was guiding an inexperienced Twilight to the nether lips. “We are your girls, Master... do with us as you will...”
 
What do? 2 or 8 decides
 
>Get overwhelmed by the scene, panic, wake up.
 
There were too many choices. You look around in confusion as the group of girls tried to entice you in so many directions before suddenly the door flung open with a slam.
 
“Aren't you forgetting someone?” A man's voice echoed through the room as you turn to look at the new arrival. An older man, he had dark rings around his eyes and a snaggle tooth jutted out whenever he smiled, which was often. He was wearing a corset with matching gloves and stockings while he was visibly erect under his panties. “I'm up for some fun, too!”
 
“Begone from my realm, Discord!” A voice called out as the old man approached you and the two of you turn to see Princess Luna delivering a jump kick to Discord's head. As you find yourself jolted into wakefulness, you hear her voice before it fades. “We must speak with you later, Anonymous...”
 
---
 
With a jolt, you wake up to find yourself back in the parlor surrounded by your guests from last night. Shifting around, you notice that it's still exceptionally early in the morning and that you had a certain moistness in your pants. Glancing to see if Applejack had noticed, you realized that Rarity was the one cuddling your side and not your maid. Glancing around, you don't find you maid in the room.
 
“Don't tell me she's already up...?” You blearily mutter to yourself.
 
What do?
1 or 5 decides
 
>Gently detach yourself from Rarity and try to find your maid.
 
Well, waiting around for everyone to wake up to see you with cum soaked pants was hardly your idea of a good time. First things first, you attempt to detach yourself from Rarity as gently as you could.
 
Key word: Attempt.
 
You try to gently twist and turn your way out of her grasp, but the more you try to escape her grasp the more she kept clinging tightly to you. Glancing around, you note that she hadn't moved closer to you in her sleep as much as you'd been moved closer to her. Did Applejack move you closer to Rarity so she could escape the fashionista's grasp?
 
Nobody was in easy reach of you and the only things that you could reach was an extra set of blankets and a pillow... do you want to attempt a switch of your own or simply wake Rarity up?
 
2 or 8 decides
 
>Switch, no need to wake her up to see the state of our pants. She'd be appalled both as a lady and a fashionista.
 
Gripping a pillow, you slowly wedge it between yourself and Rarity until you managed to get her to latch onto it instead of yourself. She murmured unhappily and seemed to shudder for a moment before you grabbed the spare blanket and laid it gently over her form. You wait a moment to see if she'll wake up, but she finally seemed to settle down after a moment.
 
The crises dealt with, you glance around and wonder where Applejack was. You'd look for her while you were on the way to your room to acquire a chance of clothes. As you stepped out into the hallway, even though you knew that the house was at it's normal temperature it felt cold compared to your place on the couch. As you proceeded down the hall, you can hear the shower running and you stop at the door to the bathroom. Listening closely, you can hear Applejack quietly humming to herself.
 
What do?
3 or 7 decides
 
>Listen for a few more moments. If the shower doesn't stop, proceed on to find another change of clothes. If the showers stops, knock and ask if she'll be much longer.
 
Wait a few more minutes, you were almost ready to see about getting your clothes ready before you heard the sound of the water stopping. Briefly, you consider your options before raising your hand a knocking on the door.
 
“Applejack... will you be much longer?” You ask through the door and a brief pause occurred before you heard her reply.
 
“Ah'll be out in a jiffy, Sir.” Applejack replied as you can hear her briskly drying off. “Good thing yah got up when yah did, Rarity WILL take over tha bathroom for an hour when she wakes up. Ah've already got a change of clothes for yah in here...”
 
“Thank you, Applejack...” You pause. Was this foresight on her part or had she noticed your little 'accident' this morning? You weren't about to ask her. After a moment, the door opened and Applejack strode out in a bathrobe with her hair wrapped up in a towel. Not wanting her to notice your stain if she hadn't already, you quickly enter the bathroom. Hopefully, she wouldn't notice when the time for laundry came either.
 
As you undress, you briefly take stock of the situation since you hadn't had the opportunity to do so last night. Applejack's current debt sat at 1,800 bits and that would be dropping again by tonight. She'd done very well at dinner last night and you feel like she won't disappoint when time came to invite more guests over. You still need to cover how she'll be recording the house expenses and you still need to give her a debit card to make those purchases but that could wait until the guests left.
 
As you bring your dirty clothes to the laundry chute, you notice that Applejack had attempted to drop her own down but it had gotten caught in the door. Examine her clothes or just push them the rest of the way down?
 
6 or 9 decide
 
>Examine them
 
Reaching into the chute, you begin unclogging the chute when you find yourself touching something a little moist. Pulling out the offending garment, you realize that it's a pair of Applejack's panties. Pausing only to push the remaining garment down the chute, you pause to consider the garment. It smelled heavily of both feminine and masculine musk and it quickly becomes obvious what was staining the garment. You can't help it, you have to take a strong whiff of it as you feel your member stirring again. But your other guests would be waking soon...
 
Stow away the panties for further 'examination' later or toss them down with the rest of the laundry?
 
3 or 8 decides
 
>Toss them in the chute and be done with it.
 
Taking one final whiff of Applejack's scent, you resign yourself to tossing the garment in with the rest. It would likely be missed with her doing the laundry. Dropping your own clothes into the chute, you step into the shower to get a quick rinse off. Thnakfully, Applejack hadn't used up all the hot water and you find yourself relaxing under the hot stream of water as you cleaned up.
 
A knock at the door interrupted your thoughts as you were soaping up.
 
“Sir?” Applejack's voice came through the door. “D'yah want help with yah back?”
 
You did have her do it last time and she was expecting to have to do it again... what do?
2 or 7 decides
 
>Thank her for her help, and have her come in.
 
“Yes, thank you... it's unlocked.” You announce and the door opens to permit Applejack to enter. Keeping your back presented to her, lest she get an eyeful of something she wasn't ready to see, you allow her to approach and pick up a wash cloth. She began to wipe down your back with the sudsy cloth while humming to herself. After thoroughly wiping down the areas you couldn't reach, she permitted you to step forward back into the stream of hot water. She once again beat you to the shampoo and you resign yourself to enjoying her working her fingers over your scalp. All too soon, she finished rubbing the conditioner through your hair and you stepped forward to rinse it out.
 
“There yah go, Sir...” Applejack announced as she finished. “If yah don't mind, ah gotta get started on breakfast soon... yah have any requests?”
 
4 or 8 decides
 
>Pancakes and eggs with bacon smiley faces.
 
“How about some pancakes, eggs and bacon...” You request, before pausing in thought. “...and can you make it with a bacon smiley face?”
 
“Alright, yah got it...” Applejack replied with a little mirth in her voice. “Ah'll see yah at breakfast, then...”
 
Your maid left you to get dried off and dressed on your own. As you towel off, you examine the clothing left for you and it seemed like she'd tried to replicate your casual outfit from yesterday. Getting dressed, you open the door and the second you step out a shadow flickers into the bathroom before the door firmly shut behind you. The only glimpse you managed to get was a trail of purple hair and you suspect that Rarity was assuming direct control of the bathroom.
 
It would take a little while for breakfast to be made, perhaps you should check to see if any of your other guests were up yet?
 
3 or 7 decides
 
>Check on guests, but don't wake anyone who is still sleeping.
 
Making your way to the parlor, you note that you can see Celestia's sun begin to rise in the distance through one of the windows. Pushing open the door, you can see that most of your guests were still, at best, groggy. Fluttershy was still out like a light and Rainbow Dash was clearly wishing she were the same. The signs of a hangover were clearly present, no surprise due to her and Applejack drinking the most heavily last night. You can only imagine that she's going to be supremely irritated that your maid doesn't have it nearly as bad as her. Glancing around, you see that most of the party decorations were already gone. Perhaps a regular party thrower of Pinkie's reputation reused supplies as much as possible? Or perhaps she's just nice.
 
“Good morning... Anonymous...” Twilight yawned, still clearly out of it. A few murmurs along those lines were heard from the group, but Twilight was the most recognizable as being words.
 
What do? 4 or 8 decides
 
>grab them some ginger ale.
 
“Good morning...” You respond, a bit more cognizant than the others. At least, you believe you are. You raise your hand in a 'wait a moment' fashion before you head to the kitchen. Already the room was beginning to fill up with the smell of delicious cooking food and you spot Applejack humming at the stove top.
 
“Ah, yer here a bit early...” Applejack said as she noticed you enter.
 
“Just getting some drinks... some of our friends are getting it rough...” You assure her as you open the fridge and fish out some cans of ginger ale. “Take your time, I think Rainbow Dash in particular might need a little while to get her stomach to settle.”
 
“Yah got it.” Applejack replied and you give her a nod before returning to the parlor. Passing around the cans of ginger ale, you find Dash downing her own can like it was liquid gold. Everyone was up now and beginning to quietly talk as they woke up. No one seemed to be making a beeline for the bathroom, but it was likely that everyone saw Rarity gone and correctly assumed that she had taken it over.
 
What do?
3 or 7 decides
 
>Make sure everyone is alright, then head back to the kitchen and spend some time with our maid.
 
After a few minutes of quiet conversation, Rarity strides into the room looking refreshed and back in her nice dress. The chances girls actually fighting over the bathroom were non-existent, but you didn't want to be here if they did. Quietly, you excuse yourself as a silence fell over the room.
 
“Ah, back again?” Applejack asked as you returned to the kitchen. She almost seemed perky and you briefly wonder why. She'd drunk just as much as Dash did last night.
 
What do?
2 or 8 decides
 
>Ask her if she had a lot of fun last night - add in a comment about how well she handles her booze.
 
“Yeah, had a feeling I didn't want to stick around at this particular moment.” You reply as you take a seat at the kitchen table. “Did you have a lot of fun last night?”
 
“Oh yeah, ah did...” Applejack smiled at the memory. “Even as much of ah party fiend Pinkie is, it still takes a little tah get all of us together for a shindig.”
 
“I bet Dash is jealous of how often you out drink her, though...” The statement came with a smirk. “And just how little it affect you the next morning.”
 
“Hah! That's nothin' new. Ah got a foot on her!” Applejack smirked in response. “She just don't got any sense of how much is too much. She's gonna want somethin' light for breakfast.”
 
“Not the first time you've had to take care of her?”
 
“Nope. Us goin' drinking is nothing new.” The response came evenly as Applejack had to turn her attention back to her cooking. Now that she knew who she was cooking for, it appeared that she could take a good stab at what to cook.
 
What do?
5 or 9 decides
 
>Say you enjoyed in as well, despite it being a test of her skills first, and a celebration second. Her friends are rather entertaining.
>Rub her shoulders while she cooks for a bit - when she asks, tell her that since she washes your back for you, you want to do something nice for her.
>Finish off by saying something towards that sleeping on a couch with two other people isn't the best way to care for your back.
 
“I had fun last night, too...” You admit. “Even if it was a test first and a party second. Your friends are incredibly fun to be around.”
 
“Their one of a kind, ah'll admit that...” Applejack smiled and you silently creep up on her. You can feel her jump a little as you set your hands on her shoulders. “Now what are yah doin-ohh...”
 
“Well, you've kind of gone above and beyond with washing my back...” You respond as you continue to rub her shoulders and after a brief moment of tenseness, you feel her relax a little. “I want to do something nice for you, too...”
 
“It does feel pretty nice...” Applejack admitted as you continued to work her shoulders over. You could feel her strong muscles underneath the cloth of her uniform and you continued to massage her upper back.
 
“Although...” You speak as your own back reminded you of the slightly uncomfortable position you'd been sleeping in. “Sleeping on the couch with two other people didn't do my back any favors...”
 
“Sorry... but tha alternative was havin' yah sleep on tha floor. When Pinkie's got an idea in her head, it's hard to dissuade 'er...” Applejack looked a little apologetic about that. “Ah could see about making it up tah yah later, if yah like...”
 
What do?
6 or 9 decides
 
>Tell her you'd be glad to take her up on that. Continue massaging, but sneak your head around to take a look at how breakfast is coming along.
 
“I'll be glad to take you up on that...” You reply as you continue working on her back. Briefly, you sneak a glance around to see how breakfast was coming along. She had apparently expanded upon your pancakes idea and a platter was slowly filling with them. From there, she seemed to have started customizing them for each of her friends using either eggs, bacon or fruit. It looked like she was nearly done.
 
What do?
2 or 8 decides
 
>Tell her it looks like dinner is about ready so you'll go to gather the other guests.
 
“Well... it looks like dinner is about ready...” You say as you reluctantly stop rubbing her shoulders. “I'll go gather our guests, then.”
 
“...dinner?” Applejack glanced back with a raised eyebrow and a smile.
 
“Breakfast... I said breakfast, right?” You suddenly say, after you realize that you most certainly said 'dinner.' “Guess I'm more out of it than I thought... either way, I'll get the others now.”
 
As you turn to leave, you pause for a thought. Technically, Applejack was back on the clock but perhaps she'd like to have breakfast with her friends?
 
What do? 3 or 6 decides
 
>Tell her to get back to work.
 
“Today's your last day of training... I'll be covering the house accounts with you once your friends leave.” You bring up, her training returning to the forefront of your mind.
 
“Ah can keep track of receipts and tha like...” Applejack reassured you, looking fairly confident in that fact. It made sense as she did run the in-town shop for the Apple family on occasion.
 
“Yes, but it's just to be sure... I need to give you a debit card for your shopping, too.” You reply, before taking on a teasing tone and a cheeky smile. “Until then, get back to work.”
 
“Yes, Sir!” Applejack replied with an equally cheeky grin.
 
---
 
As you return to the parlor, you see that your guests were returning to a reasonable level of wakefulness albeit a little stiff from the sleeping positions. Except for Rainbow Dash, who was clearly going to be feeling her hangover for a while yet and had, as of yet, not realized she was still wearing her maid outfit.
 
“Ladies... breakfast will be served shortly.” You announce on your return. “If you'll follow me to the dining room...”
 
Leading the crowd to the dining room, your guests mostly seat themselves as Applejack begin bringing in the plates laden with the breakfast food.  Rarity was sitting on your right side with Twilight and then Fluttershy further down that side. Pinkie sat on your left side with Rainbow Dash quietly groaning on her other side.
 
After bringing out the food, Applejack stood just behind you and to the right having clearly started falling into the habit of doing so.
 
What do?
2 or 7 decides
 
>Take a look at what AJ specifically prepared for everyone.
 
Looking down at your plate, you see that she had, as per your request, made a smiley face out of your pancakes, eggs and bacon. Accompanying them was a mug of coffee. Glancing around, most of the table had either coffee or orange juice accompanying them.
 
Rarity had pancakes and a mix of fruit topping them along with a light coating of syrup. Twilight had much the same with an accompaniment of eggs. Glancing past her, Fluttershy appeared to have received bananas cooked in and seemed to be digging in with a gusto.
 
Pinkie Pie had received the largest stack of pancakes of all and judging by how quickly she already begun downing them she'd still finish first. She had eggs and bacon along side with her pancakes as well and you suspect that they'd vanish just as quickly. Rainbow Dash had a smaller number of pancakes, but still had eggs and bacon on the side but for the moment was just slowly munch of a couple pieces of toast and sip at her orange juice.
 
What do?
1 or 5 decides
 
>Make small talk with everyone, ask how they enjoyed the party.
 
“So, how did everyone enjoy last night?” You ask as breakfast begins.
 
“It was a lot of fun!” Pinkie somehow managed between bites of pancake. “It isn't often that someone let's us use their living room for a party!”
 
“Parlor, darling, parlor...” Rarity corrected as she took her time in enjoying Applejack's food. “It was a nice evening... even if Dash managed to make it more of a low brow event toward the end.”
 
Dash could only make an indeterminable set of noises in response but somehow Rarity managed to pick up something from the sound.
 
“A parlor is set aside purely for receiving guests, Rainbow Dash...” Rarity explained. “Although they are usually used for more formal occasions than this... it's become somewhat of a sitting room, apparently.”
 
“Well... parlors have fallen out of use lately...” Twilight pointed out before turning to you. “Regardless, I had a good time last night. Thank you for having us over.”
 
From the end of the table, a sound came from Fluttershy that seemed to be in agreement with the others while Rainbow Dash was apparently slowly starting to work on her breakfast proper.
 
Do you wish to speak to anyone in particular?
6 or 9 decides
 
>Just finish eating.
 
You content yourself to finish your meal while you listen to your guests talk amongst themselves with a smile. Slowly the plates were cleared of food as the morning carried on before you found yourself targeted by one of your guests.
 
“Mr. Anonymous... I understand that you took some time off to train Applejack?” Rarity asked you after a while. “And that you took over the bank?”
 
“Yes, to both of those questions... we're in the process of converting all of the old records and accounts to our new system. We'll be able to Open back up to full capacity soon... the old records were difficult to parse, to be honest.” You respond to the question. “I will be back in my office tomorrow.”
 
“And what will you be doing today?” The fashionista gave you a questioning look and you have a feeling that she was leading you somewhere.
 
What's your response?
2, 6 or 77 decides
 
>Say you had some final details you wished to cover in Applejack's training, but that it won't take more than half the day as you expect.
 
“There are a few, final details I have to cover in Applejack's training today. Things I know I can trust her with now... but it won't take half the day if things go as they're suppose to...” You gave your reply to Rarity  and she smiled slyly at you.
 
“Well, if that's the case... there is a cafe I know in town and I was wondering if you would care to join me for lunch.” Rarity blinked as she felt the eyes of the table shift to her and she gave a small laugh. “No, nothing like that... I had a business loan with the old bank and I wanted to ask him about what I should be expecting as the owner of the Carousel Boutique...”
 
Rarity is saying that... but you had a gut feeling that Applejack would likely be the topic of choice when lunch actually came around.
 
What do?
1, 5 or 98 decides
 
>Just stare at her, like a weirdo and don't say anything in response.
 
“Well... I... uh...” You begin wordlessly stammering as you try to come up with a response. You must have looked like a colossal fool because eventually Rarity took pity on you and passed you a note with a time and place on it.
 
“Just think about it, darling...” Rarity said reassuringly. In the background, you notice Rainbow Dash snickering at you. Overall, the table seemed a little confused at this sudden lack of confidence. It appeared that everyone was nearly finished with breakfast.
 
What do?
2, 9 or 77 decides
 
>Clear your throat and reassert yourself. Tell Rarity you'd be happy to meet her to discuss anything relating to her loan with the bank, though you'd rather wait until the office reopens so you'll have access to any relevant files you might need in her case.
>Try to restart the conversation by pointing out that Rainbow Dash is still in the maid outfit.
 
“Ahem.” You quit being a stuttering fool and clear your throat. “I'd- I'd be happy to meet you to discuss anything relating to your loan... but I'd rather wait until the office reopens so I'll have access to any relevant files.”
 
“Sure... but nothing prevents us from discussing the general topic, right?” Rarity pressed a little bit. “I usually have lunch there regardless, so you can still drop in if you wish.”
 
“Right...” You nod at her as you pocket the note. An awkward silence permeated the table before you decide to try and break it. Dash had snickered at you anyway. “So... Rainbow Dash, do you like that outfit? The bet's technically already over...”
 
“...what are you talk-” Dash finally managed some discernible words, before she glanced down at the maid outfit she was still wearing. “Gah! Get this stupid shit off of me! Where are my clothes?”
 
“Uh... ah kinda though yah'd be out of it longer...” Applejack spoke up sheepishly, but not very apologetically. “Yer clothes stank to high 'eaven, so ah threw 'em in the wash...”
 
“B-But, what am I suppose to wear then?!” Dash demanded, clearly eager to get out of the uniform.
 
What do?
3, 5 or 69 decides
 
>Feign sympathy, but tell her in a subtle reasing tone you're not exactly well-stocked with women's clothes. She can either keep the uniform on, make other arrangements to procure clothing or just run around buck-naked if she hates the uniform that badly. In any case, she'll have to wait to get her previous outfit back until the wash is done.
>Tell Applejack to see if she can find any clothes in our various closets that might be suitable temporarilly
 
“I'm sorry, but I'm not exactly well stocked with woman’s clothing...” You give a look of feigned sympathy, before waving Applejack over. “Applejack... do you have something she could borrow?”
 
“Well, yeah ah do... but the last time ah lent her clothes...” Applejack started, before clamming up. Glancing over at Rainbow Dash, the athlete gave a sigh before elaborating.
 
“Look, I already have to deal with being called a lesbian by some of the hecklers in town. The one time I did borrow some of Applejack's stuff, people immediately assumed we... y'know...” Dash kind of trailed off at that.
 
“Alright... Applejack, could you see if we have something she could wear? A lot of the previous owners stuff was left here...” You ask Applejack and she left the room to search the closets. “If she doesn't find anything, you'll have to wait until the wash is done, get someone to bring you a spare set from elsewhere or walk around in nothing. If you hate the uniform that much...”
 
Dash grumbled a little at those suggestions, but seemed to be hoping that Applejack would find something.
 
It would probably take a little while for Applejack to search every closet in the residence. What will you do to spend the time?
 
2, 6 or 96 decides
 
>Start to ask Rarity about lunch, but get interrupted by Pinkie
 
“So, about this cafe...” You start to ask Rarity about her proposed lunch date when Pinkie butted in.
 
“Ooh, can I come, too?” Pinkie suddenly asked, with Rarity giving her an annoyed look that she gleefully shrugged off.
 
“Don't you usually eat at the bakery?” Rarity asked, trying to preserve the one on one atmosphere she was obviously desiring.
 
“Oh, I'm sure Mr. and Mrs. Cake will understand!” Pinkie continued, perhaps deliberately, ignoring the signs Rarity was sending her.
 
“Um, sir?” Applejack opened the door again and Rarity seemed to breath a sigh of relief. “Do yah know exactly who used to live here? Or looked through all tha closets?”
 
“Not really... I just bought the house as it was and got the main rooms presentable. I haven't really explored every nook and cranny yet.” You turn your head to questioningly glance at Applejack. “You mean you don't know either?”
 
“The old fella who lived here was ah recluse tha like we'd never seen before... all sorta rumors, but no one knew what tah believe.” Applejack admitted. “Anyway, ah found a closet of clothes...”
 
“Great, lead on!” Dash seemed to perk up at the thought.
 
“Ah... don't be so hasty, Dash...” Applejack nervously glanced around and you notice a flushed look on her face. “They, uh... might be worse than the maid outfit...”
 
“How could anything be worse than the maid outfit?!” Dash growled a little bit as she stood up. “Let me take a look before anything...”
 
Huh? Perhaps you should take a look, too... you'd bought this place at the recommendation of a friend back in Canterlot. It he handed you anything with skeletons in the closet...
 
What do?
2, 6 or 90 decides
 
>Go check it out, as you're leaving quietly mention to Rarity that you'll see her at lunch.