Title:           Get Cutter Get Butter 8
Author:          LaPsbin
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First Edit:      Monday 1st of August 2016 09:44:12 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 1st of August 2016 09:44:12 AM CDT

>Be Twi...
>Be Twili...
>Be the purple one...
>You had the horn and wings...
>Books...
>You liked books too...
>And you were a princess...
>You were that one...
>Yeah...
>You felt lightheaded as you draped yourself over Anonymous, to tired to even hold yourself up
>You were out of breath, your back legs hurt like a motherbucker
>Sweat covered your body and your marehood ached in the most wonderful way
>You had just cum
>But this wasn't an ordinary orgasm that you had just received
>This wasn't the kind of cum that you'd give yourself when you were alone in your bedroom and Spike was in bed or off doing whatever dragons did
>The orgasm that you just had had been the result of somepony else doing all of the work for you
>You didn't stimulate yourself in anyway the entire time
>And you whoo boy...
>It was a HECK of a lot different from what you're used to
>You had been able to feel your pleasure, which felt far rawer than you had ever felt before, rise gradually and slowly
>Your body had started twitching, all rational thought had left you, even breathing had become difficult
>You started making noises despite yourself, you had been able to hear the pounding of your heart as clear as day
>Sights, smells, everything felt new and different
>And then it had hit you: your orgasm
>The raw pleasure, the way that your marehood twitched and milked at nothing, the sound of Anon's heart pumping as you pressed your face against his neck and shoulder, his smell, the way that you moaned as his fingers danced across your muscles...
>A hoof or a dildo had nothing on it
>They weren't even close
"H-Hah~"
>You twitched as Anon, breathing almost as hard as you, continued to toy with your wings even as the last dregs of your orgasm finally left you
>It wasn't anything too overwhelming, he was just lightly tracing a finger up and down your back, but his touch still made you shiver
>You were still sensitive; your wings, your marehood
>Everything felt tender and delicate
 
>A quiet whimper escaped your throat as you nosed Anon's collarbone, your wings twitching and flapping under teasing
>While you weren't against getting another wingjob, far from it, you were going to need a minute or two to--
"Hmm~"
>One of your legs twitched as Anon's finger grazed your wing joint
>It was a light touch, so light that you could have imagined it, but it made you bite your lip all the same
>Your eyes widened slightly as you felt that finger go up and up until it was teasing your main flight muscles
"A-Aha~"
>Your hips bucked, and you nearly screamed as your soaked groin slapped against his lower stomach
>You needed to say something
>If Anon didn't stop it with those hands of his he was going to make you cum again
>The feeling of his cum on your flank, the salty taste of his sweat on your lips each time that you kissed his neck, his light touches
>He was goin--
"Eep!"
>Your eyes, which were already as wide as could be, nearly bugged out of your head as you felt something slide up your flank
>Was that...
>...
>Was that a tongue?!
>You gasped again as Anon let you a happy moan, nearly throwing you off of his lap as his hips gave a buck of their own
>Why--
>Whatthebuckisthat?!
>Now you could feel another something dragging itself up your cum-covered flank, dangerously close to your cutiemark
>...
>Those were tongues weren't they?!
>You might have never felt a tongue against your b-butt but you were pretty sure that the feeling was one of those things that you instantly knew!
>Those were tongues!
>Tongues were licking you!
>And not only were they licking you, they were picking your BUTT!
>...
>Who the heck would be...
>...
>Oh my gosh...
>Ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh...
>Slowly, you snuck a look over your wither
>A whine escaped your lips at what you saw
>You were right: the things that were cleaning the c-cum off of your butt was a pair of tongues
>Tongues that belonged to Rarity and Pinkie Pie
 
>...
>Whatthebuckarethosefill--
>You twitched as Rarity's tongue traced your cutiemark, the fashionista humming happily as she did it
>Pinkie, who was on your left side, was busying herself by dragging her long, thick pink tongue over your tail dock
>Your ears pinned themselves against your skull as you felt her hot breath wash over your marehood
>kdjngdkfjndkjn!
>Biting your lip HARD so that you wouldn't make any noise, you immediately turned back around and buried your muzzle into the nape of Anon's neck so you wouldn't have to look at the surreal scene behind you
>You shut your eyes nice and tight, trying to ignore the pounding heart in your chest
>This wasn't real
>This was some trick
>Your mind was playing tricks on you
>You had cum too hard and now the sudden flood of endorphins was making you loopy
>Yeah... that was--
>"Eep!"
>You jumped as you felt Rarity nip your rump
>THAT WAS REAL!
>YOU FELT THAT!
>YOU BUCKING FELT THAT!
>TEETH JUST SUNK INTO YOUR BUTT!
>THEY CAUSED THE SENSATION OF PAIN THAT YOU'RE NOW FEELING!
>...
>Who...
>What...
>WHY...
>WHY THE HECK ARE THEY DOING THAT?!
>WHY ARE PINKIE AND RARITY, TWO OF THE BEST FRIENDS THAT A MARE COULD ASK FOR, LICKING THE CUM OFF YOUR FLANK LIKE IT WAS THEIR FAVORITE FLAVOR OF ICE CREAM?!
>...
>THAT WAS GAY!
>AND YOU WEREN'T GAY!
>... Even though those tongues felt really nice agains--
>NO!
>NOPE!
>YOU'RE STRAIGHT!
>AS STRAIGHT AS AN ARROW!
>MOM WASN'T RIGHT!
>A STALLION HAD JUST LET YOU CUM ALL OVER HIM SO THERE'S NO WAY THAT YOU COULD BE GAY!
>...
>SHE WASN'T RIGHT DANGIT!
>Despite yourself, you could feel your wings stiffening from the tongue-bathing that you were getting
>You tried to ignore it, firmly clamping your tail down and praying that the sensation would go away, but it just didn't stop
>Anon had cum ALL over you
>He had cum not only on your flank but your lower back too, VERY close to your wings, so it took MINUTES for Rarity and Pinkie to c-clean you
 
>You tried to hold completely still and act like you were asleep but you found yourself squirming
>The heat in between your legs, which had died down after the life-changing cum that you just had, came on once more
>You could feel a fresh wetness as you tried to rub your back legs together, and the scent of your musk was starting to get stronger
>You'renotgayouy'renotgaymomwasn'trightmomwasn'trightmomwasn'trightm--
"O-oh~"
>You felt a pair of soft, supple lips kiss your cutiemark
>Your legs twitched at the sensation, electricity shooting up your body as your back ached
>Your eyelids flew open before they slowly began to close
>NOTGAYNOTGAYNOTBUCKINGGAYCELESTIADAMMIT!
>You whined, holding Anon as close as you could as a pair of giggles erupted from behind you
>Your ears perked up
>You could hear Pinkie and Rarity whispering to each other
>Cracking open your eyes you focused in on it
>"-- And besides,Twilight and I had our own one-on-one time with Anonymous, Pinkie dear."
"Eep!"
>You began to flail as an unseen force grabbed you and lifted you into the air
>"Why don't you have some fun yourself?"
>Anon's stalliohhood slapped wetly against your rump as you were lifted off of his lap and off the couch
>"Are you sure Rarity? We can--"
>"Ah ah, I won't hear it, darling. Now get up there and enjoy yourself."
>BAD TOUCH!
>BAD TOUCH!
>YOU NEEDED AN ADULT!
>AN ADULT!
>Just as your rump touched the ground a pair of hooves wrapped around your chest
>A squeak escaped your lips before you managed to collect yourself
"H-Hey! J-Just wait a s-second--"
>Rarity, her mascara running and cum all over her face, pulled you against her with a great big smile
>"I can assure you that Twilight and I will enjoy the show~" she said, nuzzling your cheek
>You winced as you felt the cum on her face stain your fur
>OhsweetCelestiawhatthehayisthisfillydoingohlawrd
>Your eyes darted around
>You could see Pinkie looking at the two of you, her face just as much of a mess as Rarity's
 
>You could see Anon, with his head rolling and his cock standing high and glistening in the sunlight
>And R-Rarity...
>You tried to slow your pounding heart and close your fully extended wings but you couldn't
>Now hyperventilating, you did your best to squirm in Rarity's clutches
>You n-needed to say something
>M-Momma didn't raise no c-carpet-muncher
"R-Rarity, wha--"
>Your breathing hitched as the fashionista kissed your brow, holding you even closer as she gave Pinkie a wink
>"Go on dear. I'm positive that Anonymous needs it just as much as you."
>Pinkie bit her lip as she looked between you two and Anon's stallionhood
>You could see that she was trying to hold herself back as she wiggled in place, her tail sporadically twitching
>She was trying so, so hard not to let her instincts get the better of her
>"If you're sure...."
>"I'm absolutely posi--"
>Before Rarity could finish Pinkie's willpower snapped
>With a growl, the pink party pony leapt into the air
>Through a feat of gymnastics that would be impossible for anypony else, she cleared Anonymous's cock and landed in his lap in such a way that the throbbing, leaking pole was nestled nicely between her butt cheeks
>Anon groaned as Pinkie growled, wrapping her hooves around his neck and roughly pulling him into a kiss and--
>"Don't think that I've forgotten you, Twilight dear~"
>You shivered as Rarity's hot, moist breath washed over your ear
>"From what I've heard earth pony stamina is as the tales say."
>Your back legs wetly slapped together as she nipped at your ear
>"Pinkie and Anonymous are going to be busy... entertaining each other for some time I fear."
>Your nostrils flared
>You could smell Rarity
>The flowery, sweet lingering scent of her perfume, the sharp, musky scent of her lust
>You could also feel how warm and soft her body felt against you
>...
>Why did she feel so SOFT...
>A hoof slowly traveled down your side
 
>Your wings flapped as Rarity once again giggled, letting the tip of her hoof trace your cutiemark
>Thoughts of escaping had now completely fled you
>You couldn't think of anything
>There was only that softness, that scent, and that warmth
"R-Rar..."
>Another tender, intimate peck, this time on the neck, silenced you
>"Shush, It's alright dear. Just watch Pinkamena and Anonymous while I see to you~"
"I-I'm not, I c-can't, do--"
>You gasped as the hoof that was teasing your cutiemark found itself resting right above your rock-hard teats
>Your back legs tried to close, but a simply spell from Rarity kept them nice and open
>"It's alright dear. It's alright~"
>As the hoof SLOWLY made its way southward, your eyes snapped back toward the couch
>Pinkie was grinding herself against Anonymous's length noisily
>You watched entranced as Pinkie's rump jiggled and wobbled and clapped against Anonymous's lap, her earth pony behind threatening to swallow up even Anon's massive member
>Anon was groaning, his fingers digging into her flank as she held him close, whispering sweet nothings into his ear
>Your nostrils flared again
>You could smell their sweat, the smell of their arousals mixing in the air
>"Hmm~ Is that a sight to see?" Rarity cooed
>Your body tensed as you felt her hooffnskfjnskjfndkjfndlj...
>"You know, I'm beginning to wonder if Pinkie will be able to take all of him," the fashionista continued casually as her hoof began to expertly tease some very wet and VERY sensitive areas
"H-Hah~ Wha, an..."
>"Do you see how she's lifting herself higher and higher each time? I think she means to take all of him in one go. I myself would have preferred to ease into it but you know Pinkie."
>Your eyes slowly began to close as another kiss graced your neck
>The little mantra that you had been saying over and over in your head seemed to get quieter and quieter with each kiss, each touch, each leg-quivering stroke
 
>"If I were you I'd try to keep my eyes open, darling. It appears that the show is about to begin~"
>Though she was making it DIFFICULT you forced yourself to open your eyes
>Pinkie had risen herself up as high as she could
>You could see that she was using the tip of Anon's cock to tease her marehood, forcing apart her lips and exposing the bright pink inside to the whole world
>You could see Anon twitching with each grind as he bucked his hips
>If he had just the right angle you knew that he'd sink into Pinkie with ease
>...
>That or he's tear her in half
>You had honestly no idea, but what you did know was that you kind of wanted to see it happen
>...
>Mom was right, wasn't she?
>Anon groaned as Pinkie raised herself just a bit higher, her tail waggi--
>All of the sudden Pinkie's body tensed
>Her tail stood ramrod stiff, her ears began wiggling, and her nose scrunched up
>"EVERYPONYFORTHEMSELVES!"
>With no warning, before any of you could react, Pinkie launched herself out of Anon's lap and scrambled behind the couch
>...
>What the heck was she--
>An earsplitting war cry sprung up behind you
>"DOWN WITH THE MATRIARCHY!"
>"BUCK MARES!"
>"PIGS! PIGS!"
>Your ears perked up as you heard something being thrown toward you
>Thinking fast, you yanked Rarity to the ground as something big and wh...
>...
>...Princess Celestia?
>...
>They threw Princess Celestia at you?
>THEY THREW PRINCESS CELESTIA AT YOU?!
"PRINCESS! WHA--"
>Your eyes widened when you noticed her trajectory
>Oh holy horse apples she was going to land right on top of An--
>Anon let out a sound that was a mixture of a cat's screech and the noise that Mr. Bear had made when a rock had landed on his paw as Celestia landed right on his lap
>His cock, still hard and wet and throbbing, disappeared in between her cheeks
>You teacher let out a quiet "omhp" as her rump loudly slapped against his lap and her buttcheeks clapped together
>"Dofvndfjndljdndfkjbvdkfjbdkjbfdkjbfkdbjkjbdk!"
 
>The back of the couch snapped in half as Anon jerked backward, his eyes crossing and his toes curling
>"MOTHERFUCKERING CUNT!"
>Your old teacher, looking a little tired and sweaty but no more worse for wear, smiled
>"Well, good afternoon to you too, Anonymous," she said with a teasing wiggle
>"FOR THE BROTHERHOOD!"
>Ohshit!
>You were just able to pick your head up before Caramel hopped over you
>The stallion had a completely crazed look in his eyes as he charged toward an unsuspecting Anon
>Firmly clasped in his mouth was a barbell
>He had it pointed like a lance toward Anon's he--
>ANON!
"ANON!"
>The world seemed to slow as Caramel swung the metal pole in his mouth as hard as he could
>Anon's eyes were still crossed and half-lidded
>He wasn't prepared
>He wasn't ready to move out of the way
>He was going to get hit!
>Out of the corner of your eye you could see your teacher raise an eyebrow
>"Oh my," you heard her say as she leaned away slightly
>She wasn't going to help the human
>She was going to let him take the hit
>...
>No...
>Nonononononononononono...
>Get up Twilight, get up!
>Anon was going to get REALLY hurt if that thing hit him!
>You needed to get up!
>There might still be a chance to save him!
>With a cry, You launched yourself off of the ground
>With a powerful flap of your wings your soared toward the couch
>But you weren't ready for flight
>You wings were still stiff from Rarity
>Too stiff to flap properly
"Ano--"
>You slammed into the dirt muzzle first, your back legs kicking
>Oh horse ap--
CLANG!
>Though you now had a mouthful of dirt for your efforts, you could see the shaft of the barbell quiver as the end of it SLAMMED into Anon's cheek, right under his eye
>The sound of the collusion rang out loud and clear as Caramel leaned into his swing, doing all that he could to maximize it's power
>There was a smile on his face as Anon's head jerked to the side a little
>But then the momentum suddenly and completely stopped
 
>Anon's eyes snapped to Caramel as the barbell creaked
>Though they had been hazy you watched as they instantly focused on the earth pony
>He said nothing, he didn't make a noise, he didn't even move; he just stared
>You, with your face in the dirt and your wings still stiff from what Rarity did to you, watched as Anon reached up and grabbed the end of the bar
>Each finger slowly wrapped around the thick, fat end
>By now the smile on Caramel's face was gone
>With the bar still in his mouth he took a half-step back
>You could see the muscles in his neck bulging as he tried to pull the barbell away
>He grunted and growled, straining as hard as he could, but he didn't even move it an inch as Anon held it
>The human's eyes began to narrow dangerously before, with a flick of his wrist, he snapped the end of the barbell clean off, sending Caramel to the ground with a yelp
>"Bucking curd!"
>Still deathly silent, Anon lifted the bit of metal away from his face
>You could see that he now had a cut under his eye; a cut that almost immediately began to bleed
>Grunting, you forced yourself to your hooves
"Anon? Are you alright?" you asked, as worried as you've ever been in your entire life. "Do you feel okay? Do you need us to take you to the horspital? Or maybe--"
>As you continued to dabble Anon dropped the end of the barbell to the ground with a clang
>His eyes snapped away from Caramel and over your shoulder, traveling left to right
>Then, to your immense concern, he started to smile
>It wasn't a very nice smile, you instantly noticed
>There wasn't all that much joy and happiness in it
>In fact, just looking at it made the fur on the back of your neck stand on end
>It was a crazed smile, a bad smile
>The kind of smile that you wouldn't want see while walking through an alleyway
>"It looks like everyone's here," he quietly said as he picked up Celestia, who giggled at the contact, and sat her right next to him
 
>"Every single one of you..."
>Caramel's eyes were wide as he began to crawl away from the human
>You and Rarity, who had also found her way to her hooves while you weren't looking, also took a few nervous steps backward
>Anon slowly stood up, his still hard cock wetly slapping against his belly as he stood to his full height
>He looked around once again, prompting you to look behind yourself
>There were dozens of stallions standing in the street with gym equipment in hoof
>Some of them looked angry
>But many of them looked confused
>...
>How did they...
>Bones popped in Anon's shoulders as he rolled them
>You could see a trail of blood dripping down his sweat-soaked cheek now
>There was no pain or discomfort in his face, in fact, if you didn't know any better, you'd think that he was about to start laughing
>He looked excited
>Jubilated
>Jovial
>He looked...
>...
>Oh geeze...
>A bad feeling welled up in the pit of your stomach as you and Rarity took another step backward
>Caramel, still crawling, looking back at the group of stallions
>"Don't just sit there! HELP ME!" he yelled
>The stallions look at each other
>"...Caramel? Why did you hit Anon?" one of them asked. "I thought that we were going to help--"
>"HELP ME!" Caramel screeched."BUCKING HELP ME!"
>The seemed to break the stallions out of their stupor
>Many of them shook their heads, readying their weapons as they took a step forward
>"YEAH! GET THOSE SLUTS!"
>"LET'S TEACH 'EM A LESSON!"
>"MUH RIGHT TO BEAR ARMS!"
>"COM--"
>All went quiet again as a giggle escaped Anon's lips
>...
>Oh geeze...
>"You're all out of my gym," he whispered quietly, almost as if he was talking to himself. "You're all out where I can get you..."
>Still smiling, he reached over and covered Celestia's eyes with a mammoth hand
>"Close your eyes, sun horse. You're not going to want to see what's about to happen."
>Giggling, your teacher closed her eyes and covered them with her hooves as he pulled his hand away
 
>"Alright~ I promise not to peek," she promised
>Bending down, Anon reached under the couch and pulled out... the sign... that he ripped out of... the...
>...
>Why didn't any of you take that away from him?
>...
>Why didn't any of you think that that was a good idea?
>Anon took a deep breath, looking up at the sky as he tapped one end of the sign into his free hand
>His cock throbbed mightily as he looked back down
>"Hold onto your butts, boys," he said to nopony in particular.
>"'Cause there's no breaks in this train."
 
{}~,,~{}
 
THUD!
>You let out a quiet grunt as you felt your back legs slam into the apple tree behind you
>It wasn't a very hard kick, but then again you never kicked your trees that hard
>If you kicked a tree too hard the trunk could get damaged, and if you damaged the trunk there was a good chance that the tree could die
>You couldn't have that
>These trees, from the saplings that weren't big enough to yield any fruit to the behemoths that needed multiple ponies kicking it to get any fruit from its branches, were your family
>And an Apple didn't go hurting their family without one heck of a reason
>Your daddy had taught you that, just like his daddy taught him
>So your bucks weren't hard; they were tactical
>Years of experience had taught you where was the best place to buck a tree without hurting it
>Thousands of hours working under Celestia's sun had gone into your technique
>Your hooves had bucked every single tree on your property
>You knew where to kick without looking
>You knew how hard to kick, you knew at what angle to bring your hooves up, you knew how to brace yourself
>You didn't even need to think about it anymore; your body just knew
>A ripple ran up the tree from the force of your kick
>Though you didn't see it you knew that the whole tree was shaking
>A smile came to your face as you heard dozens of shiny, perfect apples fall from the branches and into the buckets that you had set up all around
>You looked over your shoulder, and sure enough it was another perfect kick
>The tree had been picked clean of apples, and every single one of those apples had fallen into the buckets
>Just like they always did
>You took a deep breath as you gave your limbs a stretch
>The scent of apples and grass and dirt was in the air
>Up above you could see that there wasn't a cloud in the sky
>Though it was in the middle of summer it wasn't stifling outside
>All was quiet on the farm, all was still
>There was just you, the trees, and more bucking
>Just how you liked it
 
>Still smiling, you made your way over to the now full baskets and began picking them up
>You had a cart just a little ways away
>It was nearly full
>All you had to do was carry these baskets, unload them, and hull the wagon toward the barn where they could be sorted after dinner
>You were going to make Applejack help Applebloom with that when she got home
>It was the least that she could do since she didn't help with any of the apple bucking today
>Not that you were too upset about that or anything, in fact you rather enjoyed the silence and solitude, but that filly had to do her share like everypony else
>Placing the baskets on your back, you leisurely made your way through the rows of apple trees toward your cart
>A tune came to your mind, and as the wind began to pick up, rustling the leaves, you began to hum it
>After you pulled the cart into the barn your day would be done
>You could just sit back and relax for the rest of the day
>You could finish reading that Cosmarepolitan article that you had been leafing over the night before
>Maybe you'd go into town and get some ice cream
>You could see if your lil', lil' wanted to do something with her big brother
>Or maybe you'd just sit under an apple tree and nap the rest of the day away
>Coming upon your cart nearly filled with apples, you took another deep breath, your smile widening ever so slightly
>Yep
>This was the life...
Still humming, you quickly unloaded the apples, placing the baskets neatly into the cart before attaching yourself to it
>Cracking your neck, your dug your hooves into the dirt and took a step forward
>The cart was heavy, piled high with apples like it was, so much so that you could hear the wheels squeaking as they moved
>But this wasn't your first rodeo
>You had moved carts twice as heavy as this one when you were exhausted and the sun had been beating down on you all day
 
"Hmm, hmm, hmm, hmmhmmhmm, uhu, uhu, uhu!"
>Your rump bobbed and swayed with your humming as you pulled the cart onward toward the barn
>The wind changed direction, picking your longish mane up a bit and forcing a bit of hair into your eyes
>...
>Hmmm...
>Maybe you should go and get a manecut?
>You didn't have an appointment for anywhere in town but you were SURE someone would be able to squeeze you in...
>You might even have them cut your mane like Fancy Pant
>Yeah...
>That'd look GOOD on--
>"BIG MAC! BIG MAC! FER CELESTIA'S SAKE, WHERE ARE YA?!"
>Your ears perked up as you gave a little start
>That sounded like Applejack...
>Returning your gaze back to the trail, you noticed that you were getting close to the barn
>She must have been here...
>It sounded like she needed something too...
>Ceasing your humming, you picked up your pace a little bit
>"BIG MAC! BIG MAC! FER LANDSHANKS, WHERE THE HAY ARE YA?!"
>I'm coming filly...
>Hold your horses...
>In no time at all you broke the treeline to see your barn sitting up on the hill top
>Your eyes narrowed slightly as you made your way toward it
>From here it looked like the white paint was chipping around the door...
>You were going to have to get Applejack to paint over it...
>You'd do it yourself but you were never much of a pai--
>"BIG MAC! There ya are!"
>Ears perking up once more at the sound of your lil' sister's voice, you looked around
>...
>Where the hay was that girl?
>Usually you'd be able to see that orange coat of her's a mile off...
>And sounded--
>"I'm down 'ere!"
 
>Frown deepening, you followed the sound of your sister's voice
>Your eyes wandered over toward the old tree that you were standing not far from
>It was an old tree; one of the first apple trees that Granny Apple's momma put in the ground
>A shrunken and shriveled thing, it hadn't bore an apple since before you were born
>But you weren't paying all that much mind to that old apple tree
>What you were paying attention to was the pony under the tree
>It was your sister
>She was all tied up in what looked like giant rubber bands
>Her hat was missing, she looked as ornery as you've ever seen her, and she was crawling toward you like some kind of worm
>...
>Nope
"Nope."
>Looking away from her, you began to make your way toward the barn with your cart in tow
>"BIG MAC!" your sister screamed. "WHERE THE HAY ARE YA GOIN'?! I NEE--"
>You said nothing, simply raising a hoof to quiet her
>There was nonsense ahoof; you could feel it in your bones
>You also had a feeling that you were about to be roped into something that you'd rather not be roped into
>So, before you had to deal with whatever horse apples Applejack was about to throw at you, you needed to put these here apples away
>You didn't want them getting ruined in this sun
>So that's what you did, walking into the barn and putting everything away
>It didn't take very long
>Just like with nearly everything chore on the farm you've been doing it since you could walk
>You did it quickly, quietly, and without a fuss
>And with the apples ready for sorting you pulled off your old yoke and set it on your work table
>Rolling your withers, you then sighed as you grabbed a pair of sheers
>Alright Mac
>Let's see what your lil' sis got herself into now
>You exited the barn, seeing that Applejack had crawled to the entrance
>...
>Boy did that filly look sweaty
>"There ya are!" she said, her nose scrunched up as you made your way toward her. "What the hay were ya--"
 
>Bending down, you quickly cut through the bands holding Applejack's limbs
>Her eyes widened as she looked down at her hooves, the anger draining from her face
>"...Thank ya."
>You nodded, taking a step back
"Eeyup."
>Slowly, with a grimace on her face, your sis' stood up
>Her bright green eyes flicked from her legs to your face
>...
>She wanted you to ask what happened
>But you weren't going to play her game
>Not today
>Standing firm, you raised an eyebrow, not saying a word
>Off in the distance a rooster could be heard croaking as the two of you quietly looked at each other
>You weren't going to ask...
>You weren't...
>As seconds turned into minutes Applejack began to squirm
>Her pained looked slowly became pleading but still you said nothing
>She wasn't going to get a thing out of you
>You were a rock
>...
>...
>...
>Finally, your sister could take no more
>"Mac! I need yer help! Something happened in town an' me an the girls--"
>You sighed again
>Looks like you weren't getting that manecut...
