The Apple Does Fall Hard for the Tree

Applejack knocked on Fluttershy's door, biting her lip.  The other girls fidgeted behind her, and Rainbow kept glancing back towards Ponyville, but none of the ponies who had gawked at them on their second trip through town had followed the five.

After a long moment of hearing nothing but birdsong, AJ rapped on the door again before leaning in close to the lightly-weathered wood.  “Fluttershy, it's me, and the rest of the girls're out here too.  We'd really like ta talk to ya for a spell.”

“Please, everypony, I-I need more time.  I c-can't...”

Applejack sighed over the barely-audible protest from within the cottage.  “'Shy, things have...changed since last night.  I think all of us understand where you're comin' from a lot better now.  Your friends are back in your corner, where they belong.”

The conviction in AJ's voice made the other four ponies' spines stiffen.  Rainbow and Twilight nodded to themselves, and Rarity let her lips curve into a gentle smile.  Pinkie merely bounced in place, wobbling like a pink pudding.

After what felt like an hour, the cottage door finally opened, and Fluttershy's head eased out.  Her mane was tangled and mussed, and dark circles ringed her eyes.  What they could see of her coat looked slept-on and un-groomed.

Applejack recovered from the sight of her lover, and treated her to a warm smile.  “There's my lil ray of sunshine.  Darlin', step out and chat with us for a spell.”

AJ stepped back from the door, and Fluttershy's eyes widened at the sight of her horizontally-enhanced friends.  She flung the door open and was amongst them in a flat second, opening their mouths and looking into their eyes, prancing in place each time she paused before a pony.

“What happened, girls?!  Were you stung by something?  Did Discord do this?  Are any of you having trouble breathing?  W-why aren't you at the hospital?!”

Rainbow Dash pushed 'Shy's hoof off of her face as she tried to check pupil dilation, and clasped Fluttershy's cheeks in both forehooves.  “Flutters, calm down!  We're...healthy.  Those berries Pinkie found turned out to be super-mega-ultra bear weight supplements or something.  That's not the important thing here, though!”  She released 'Shy, and backed up a step, taking a deep breath.  “I was a real moron last night.  I wasn't thinking straight when I said the things I did, and I sure wasn't acting like a friend.”  Rainbow's ears wilted, and as her eyes flicked back towards Ponyville, a small shudder  ran up from her hooves into her body.  “I-It took a lot of Dash-bashing and a big fa—I mean, big object lesson to show me what kind of jerk I was being.”

Twilight sidled in beside Dash, hanging her head.  “I was just as awful, Fluttershy.  Worse even, because I was prepared to hide it and pretend everything was fine, but goad you later into 'fixing' yourself.  You're not broken, Fluttershy.  Don't let us or anyone else tell you otherwise.”

Rarity closed in on Dash's other flank, settling down before the butter-colored pony.  “I shouldn't have left you alone for so long, my dear.  You could have used my support far sooner.  I know you realize life in Ponyville will be harder for you now, but you have all of us to lean on.”  The gorgeous unicorn leaned in close, a hoof tenderly supporting Fluttershy's chin.  “I'm sorry we ever gave you cause to doubt that you could count on us for that support.”  The two beside her nodded, murmuring in accordance.  “As for everypony else?  You know it won't last forever, don't you?  Ponies can get used to most anything.  Some were wary of our precious Spikey-Wikey when he first arrived.  If they can get used to a dragon, they can grow to accept a beautiful, softer Fluttershy.”  Rarity let her hoof drop, but her sparkling gaze held her friend's for seconds that stretched out in comfortable silence.

“And anyone who can't, I'll just buck over the moon,” Applejack smirked, breaking the spell at last.

Fluttershy's wings quivered, and she sniffled delicately before leaning forward to nuzzle the three before her in turn.  “I'm so sorry this happened to you, but...  Is it awful of me to be glad too?”

Pinkie squashed herself in beside Fluttershy, and eyed the three mares before them.  “Why, d'you think they look better this way?  I would've thought Applejack'd be the one to say so first, though!  What do you think, AJ?  I've heard some of the Rainbow Dash fan-club call us the Mane six, but it's more like the Gain six now!”

Fluttershy tried to form protest after protest, but nothing passed her silently-working lips.

Applejack swept her hat from her head and simply hid behind it, grumbling.  “Pinkie, I don't think that's what 'Shy was driving at!”

Pinkie's eyes widened, and she craned her neck out to peer with rapt attention at the mare right beside her.

After another moment of tongue-tied silence, Fluttershy managed to squeak out something intelligible.  “I'm just so relieved you understand enough, that...I don't have to, um, go on a crash diet and go back to being, um, slim.  I would look like the old me, but I could never be the old me again, and I d-d-don't know if I could ever have,” she reached up to swipe a tear from her cheek, “if I could ever have really truly forgiven you girls.  I feel just terrible about that.”

Pinkie looped her forelegs around 'Shy's neck, squeezing her snugly.  “I bet you would've been a bitter-betsy for awhile, but even if you don't trust your sweet self enough to think you could have, I think you would've managed it.”

Applejack returned her hat to her head, blush still fading from her cheeks.  She cleared her throat, and the other five shifted to peer her way.

“Would you four mind givin' us some time together, now that that's outta the way?  Y'all have some weight-loss plans to get started on anyhow, right?”

Twilight nodded, determination flooding her gaze.  She stomped one hoof in what would've been an impressive display if it hadn't sent ripples quivering through her frame.  “I'm off to the library to figure out how to slim down.  If I learn anything that will help the rest of you, I'll let you know, but...maybe you shouldn't count on it if you know what I mean.”  She shot Rarity, Pinkie, and Rainbow Dash apologetic glances.  Twilight leaned over to rub noses with Fluttershy, before backing up to a clear patch of grass and teleporting in a dazzling sphere of pink light.

Rainbow blinked the after-images away, and raised a hoof towards 'Shy.  The other pegasus meekly bumped it with her own forehoof, before Dash took to the sky with rapid beats of her wings.  “I'd better hit the old obstacle run, about a jillion times, before any of the Wonderbolts hear about this.”

The remaining ponies all shared a look, barely containing snorts of laughter as Rainbow bumble-bee'd off through the sky.

Rarity stole past Fluttershy and AJ into the cottage, returning with a brush.  She put the yellow pegasus' mane in order in moments, then did the same for her tail.  Hoofing the brush over to Applejack, she embraced her friend with a deep sigh.  “Come to our next spa-date, won't you dear?  And do drop by the boutique soon!  I should have a few surprises waiting.”

“I will, Rarity.  Oh, well, o-only if you want to.”  Fluttershy smiled, watching as Rarity stopped next to Applejack on her way back towards the road.

“I know I can trust your word if you give it, Applejack.  You'll treat my Fluttershy right?”  Rarity murmured for the orange mare's ears only, her voice thick and eyes filmed with moisture once again.

“Ah'll spend the rest of mah days making her the second-happiest mare in Equestria.”  When Rarity squinted at her, Applejack grinned back.  “S'only fair.  She's already made me the first.”

A tear spilled down Rarity's cheek, and she wiped it away with a royal purple hankie pulled from seemingly-nowhere.  “You're a cornball, Applejack, really.  I'd love it if—if you'd join our spa dates you know.  I'm sure the massage at the very least would do your muscles a world of good.”

“Ah'll give it a try, Rares.  Thanks for bein' understanding about all of this.  I expected, uh, more hysterics t'be honest.”  AJ rubbed the back of her head, a sheepish smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.

“Ah, well, you know that some of the most lovely ponies of all time were of the curvier sort.  Mareilyn Monroe, one of my inspirations, was certainly not a dainty thing.  Oh, and that celebrity chef from Trottingham, Neighgella Lawson!  She's not a model exactly, but she could be, darling!  She would never apologize for finishing the ice cream.”  Rarity glanced back along her side, lifting one leg to pat at her thickened barrel.  “No, I can't really say I'm entirely put out by this turn of events.”

Applejack could only stare, eyes as wide as cider mugs, mouth slightly agape.  When Rarity arched a brow at her, she shook herself like a dog shedding water.  “Uhh, yes!  Good!  Ah'm glad to hear it, Rarity.  You uh, you enjoy then.”

Rarity laughed, and even that affected the earth pony, for the sound was huskier than she remembered it.  Without another word, the plumped-up unicorn turned and trotted back towards town, perfectly-styled tail bouncing like a glossy, art-nouveau spring.

Pinkie was nowhere to be seen when AJ turned to glance around for her, though in the process she found Fluttershy giving her a puzzled look.

“What did Rarity say, AJ?  You seem a little frazzled.”

“Oh, well...”

~Be honest you idiot.  You can't lie worth beans anyhow, and you know it.~

“Rarity was just admittin' that she doesn't mind so much, bein' soft.  Kinda, uh, surprised me.”  Applejack dug her hoof in the grass a bit, dropping her eyes.

~Feel pretty lousy.  First I've seen of Fluttershy in a whole day, and I stare at Rarity like that instead.~

Fluttershy nuzzled up beneath her chin, and leaned in against her lover.  “That's nice to hear.  I hope she finds someone as wonderful as I did.”

Pinkie squeezed out of the cottage and bounced her way over to the pair, a bit of flour dusted across her nose.  “Cookies are in the oven!  Be sure to take them out when the timer goes off.  Or don't.  Most ponies like them better when they aren't black and crunchy though.  See ya later, love-birds!”  The mass of pink pony blurred, and Pinkie was abruptly elsewhere.

Applejack nuzzled down into Fluttershy's mane, breathing in her meadow-scent, while the late afternoon sun sank low enough to put them in the shadow of the Everfree.  The soft breeze that had been pleasant while the sun had shone on them was now a little chilly, and Fluttershy's wings fluffed upon her back.

“Ah do still have some chores t'day, but I think we can grab a moment for cookies and a cuddle.”

Fluttershy nibbled into the fur along AJ's throat.  “That will have to tide me over until tonight,” she whispered.

Applejack knocked before nudging open the door to the cottage.  Fluttershy had left it ajar to enjoy the breeze that filtered inside.

“Welcome back, App—oh goodness!  You look exhausted!”  Fluttershy finished the carrot she was in the middle of chopping, sweeping the orange discs into a bowl before slipping her hoof out of the knife and its brace.  She trotted over to where AJ stood, swaying a bit, in the middle of her living room.

“Ah had a lot of chores to get done.  Lot of stuff ah hadn't been taking care of properly the last few days.  Plus, uh,” Applejack reached back with a foreleg to pat her modestly-thickened underside, “this slowed me down a tiny bit.  More'n I'd expected, anyhow.”

Fluttershy's eyes took in AJ's sweaty mane, dust-dappled coat, mud-speckled legs and grass-stained fetlocks.  “Well, um, would you like to take a bath, hon?”

Applejack nodded slowly, eyes drooping, and for a moment Fluttershy worried she'd actually nodded off on her hooves.  “S'a good idea.  Ah'll just go round to the pump and—“

Fluttershy snorted, circled around behind her lover, and planted her forehead against an orange rump.  “Oh no, you musn't!  You just head right upstairs and get into that tub.  As if I'd let you drench yourself out in the dark and cold like that!”

~Mmm.  This was all firm muscle before those berries.  The muscle is still there, but there's a nice little bit of padding over it now.~  'Shy blushed as the thoughts rolled through her head, feeling AJ's caboose through her forehead.  ~Enjoy it while it lasts, filly.  You know she won't hang onto any pudge for long, the way she works herself.~

“O-okay, I'm going!  I'm going,” AJ laughed after a few propelled steps, moving towards the stairs under her own power.

Even Applejack's tail was quite a mess, sprinkled with crumbly bits of leaves.  Since that blonde mass was bobbing right in front of her nose as Fluttershy followed the farmpony up the stairs, she took the opportunity to grasp the end of the red ribbon keeping it bound, and tugged it loose.

AJ paused halfway up the stairs to catch 'Shy with the ribbon dangling from her lips, and sighed.  “Yer just too adorable, you know that?”  Shaking her head, she clip-clopped up the last of the stairs and found the bathroom, biting and pulling the string for the light.

“Well, whip me hard and call me cream, that's one right-fancy tub, darlin'!  When'd you have that put in?”

Fluttershy smiled, though the choice of colloquialism made her brow arch.  She followed AJ's astonished voice into the bathroom.  The tub in question was partially recessed, so it was easy to climb into but deep enough for a proper soak, just like some of the tubs at the spa in town.  It was easily big enough for three average-sized ponies, paneled on the outside with polished wood and tiled on the inside with pretty mint-colored stone.  “Do you like it?  Lotus and Aloe helped Quick Fix design and install it.  I've had it for a few months now, since I decided to start offering grooming as well as vet services.”  She flushed a bit, slipping past Applejack to turn on the taps.  “T-that's the official reason, anyways.”

“It's sure coming in handy tonight!  Ah'm surprised Rarity doesn't drop by every other night with some excuse to use it!”  Applejack grinned, watching steaming water pool in the enormous tub.

“She doesn't need to; she has her own,” Fluttershy giggled, then used a wingtip to brush AJ's stetson from her head, rolling it along her feathers to rest atop a pile of fluffy towels.  “I missed you, you know.”  'Shy sighed the words against an orange, freckled cheek, before she nuzzled down into Applejack's mane.  She caught up her last ribbon.  One slow, steady pull, and the thick mass of the farmpony's mane tumbled free, releasing scents of sunshine, leaves, apples and woodsmoke.

'Shy let the ribbon fall to the floor, and nuzzled right into that blonde mass, feeling the sweat-damp locks cling to her nose and lips.

~It's like you've brought fiery autumn inside with you, not just on your coat, but trapped it in your blood, your sweat, your very bones.  I love that wild core of you.~

“Ya do, huh?”  AJ chuckled, craning her neck to peer at the pegasus.

'Shy squeaked, and ducked under her mane, which also put her under a good amount of Applejack's, given her proximity to the mass.  From beneath curtains of straw and pink-colored hair, she mumbled, “That was aloud?”

Applejack bobbed her head just a bit, reluctant to dislodge Fluttershy.  “Sure as sugar was, precious.  Y'know I love your own wild side too, don'tcha?”

“W-what 'wild side,' love?”  Fluttershy giggled, a hitch in the laughter.

AJ finally did move, gently nudging 'Shy aside so she could shut off the taps.  “You spend almost as much time out of doors as ah do, hon.  You work out in nature same as me, but you revel in it.  Betchu'd rather roost in the trees with your bird pals, or cozy down in dens with the badgers and polecats if you could, wouldn't you?”

'Shy nodded, mingled manes bouncing a bit.  “Oh, that would be wonderful!  I have my animal friends over at the cottage for sleepovers sometimes, but they're never quite as comfortable there as they would be out in nature.”  Steam filled the bathroom, a heavy humid blanket of heat that worked at every pore and soaked into their manes and coats.

Applejack smiled, leaning a fraction more of her weight into Fluttershy.  “Barely a breath away from bein' a lost-pony from Neverland.  Y'can't tell me that's not wild.  Love your mild side too, a'course.  I love every bit of you, buttercup.”

Fluttershy found herself panting, and knew her face must be glowing like she'd popped her Element into her mouth during a Harmony strike.  Her wings were helplessly erect, but 'Shy tried to ignore them as she stepped over the edge of the tub and sank into the hot water within.  She hissed, wincing, as she always did at first.  The water level in the tub rose dramatically when she lowered her barrel down into the depths, and pride mingled with just a trace amount of shame trickled through her.

Applejack followed her in, picking up her hooves a few times and splashing a bit.  “Ooh!  Ahh!  That's—ohh, no, never mind.  Thasss...just perfect.”  AJ's eyes sank shut, as she in turn sank down into the water.  Soon both mares were resting neck-deep, just letting the heat penetrate their muscles and work its magic.  Just the gentle lapping of water against the sides of the tub and two ponies' breathing disturbed the thick, hot silence.

Once Fluttershy felt like every muscle had properly turned to goo, she lifted one foreleg from the water, drops raining off the limb to plop and splash back into the tub.  'Shy tucked her hoof through the band attached to a scrub-brush, then worked it against a fat bar of soap.  When the bristles bore a good bit of lather, she turned towards AJ, brandishing the brush.  “Alright you, um, dirty girl.  It's t-time to come clean!”

Applejack's eyes blinked open when her lover began speaking, and her cheeks ballooned with muffled giggles almost immediately after.  Before Fluttershy had gotten to 'clean,' she was guffawing so hard AJ managed to dunk her nose into the water, she'd keeled over so far.  Spraying and sputtering, Applejack tried to recover, but 'Shy decided to push her advantage.

Sloshing water over AJ, her bulk plowing towards the earth pony, Fluttershy drew right up against her lover, breast to breast, and tucked her chin down atop Applejack's neck to try to pin her.  The brush meanwhile began to roam the gentle curve of her back, stiff bristles digging through that orange coat, stimulating the skin beneath.

“O-oh, sun and stars, that's good.”  Applejack slumped into 'Shy, letting the pegasus support her while the brush ran along her back, making a few sweeping strokes before altering course.  Soon it was making wide circular passes, scrubbing the sweat and dust out of the mare's orange fur.  As the brush drifted down onto AJ's left side, she leaned into it.  When Fluttershy swapped the brush to her other forehoof and did her lover's other side, she likewise leaned into that, following that stimulating scrubbing wherever it went.

“Um, alright now, time to turn around for M-M-M...”  Fluttershy's entire face burned with the intensity of this blush attack.  If the water weren't already hot enough to steam, 'Shy might have brought it there herself through body heat alone!  “Mistress,” she squeaked at last, taking one sloshing step back in the tub and cowering behind both mane and scrubbing brush.

Applejack blinked without coordination at her lover, confused at the sudden distance between them, when the word finally registered.  Shock, confusion, and mirth chased each other in rapid succession across her eyes while her ears flopped and twitched, trying to keep pace.  Finally, AJ let her eyelids slide half-shut, leveling a smoldering gaze on Fluttershy.  She turned in the tub, oh-so slowly, and gave her sopping tail a mighty flick to toss the mass onto her back.

“Whatever you say, Mistress.  Please, be gentle with me?”  One-eighth of a giggle escaped from tightly-clamped lips.

Fluttershy sighed, watching a small rivulet of suds slide down the slightly rounded curve of the apple-bottom before her.  Nosing her way free of her own mane again, she drew in close, dragging her brush from the top of AJ's left rumpcheek down to the base of her hoof.  “No promises, my pretty slave.  Sometimes,” she paused, eyes lifted to travel left to right through empty air while her lips ghosted a few silent words, “a really filthy doormat needs to have the dirt beaten out of it.”

Applejack craned her neck to stare at 'Shy, mouth agape, but with herself on display she could do nothing to hide the juicy, urgent wink her nether-lips flashed at the pegasus.  “Uhhhh.  Wow, buttercup.”

Relaxing into a tiny smile, Fluttershy scrubbed her way up AJ's opposite leg, lingering on her right rumpcheek.  She watched Applejack swing her head back and rest her chin on the edge of the tub, unwinding once again.  Fluttershy's brush drifted, and slid over the trio of apples emblazoned on the other mare's flank.  A soft hiss drifted back to her as AJ felt her cutie-mark scrubbed, leaning into the touch hard, biting her bottom lip.  When 'Shy lifted the brush a fraction of an inch and Applejack tried to follow it, she spoke.

“Freeze.”

Applejack turned her head again, eying Fluttershy, ears back.  “Huh?”

“If you move, I'll stop.  I'll toss the brush, climb out of the tub, dry off, and go downstairs.”  Fluttershy used a very matter-of-fact tone, but a little tremble on every sixth word or so gave lie to the seeming confidence.

“Well, alri—I mean, um, yes mistress.”  Applejack slowly turned her head back around, widened her stance a little, and waited.

Fluttershy moved back in on the cutie-mark, but avoided it directly, scrubbing the coat around it.  She drew close over and over, even nicking the edge of it a few times, but avoided the kind of contact Applejack had enjoyed so much before.  AJ groaned over the teasing, and though muscles tensed a few times, she managed to remain still.  Her sides began puffing in and out with quickened breathing though, and soft squelches teased 'Shy's ears as the farmpony winked again and again.

When at last she gave her lover's mark a good square scrub again, the low and loud moan rolling from AJ's throat startled her into dropping the brush.

~C'mon Fluttershy, get it together.  Don't give her a chance to cool down when she's starting to really simmer...~

When she had retrieved the brush, Fluttershy secured it to her other hoof, and gave AJ's opposite flank the same treatment.  To change it up a bit, she leaned in close, letting damp strands of her cotton candy-hued mane brush across AJ's sodden pussy lips.  The shudders that rolled up her lover's back were delicious.

~I feel bad, guilty for even threatening to leave her alone and unsatisfied, but feeling so...in charge is kind of...nice?  The best part is seeing and feeling Applejack love this.~

She had teased her darling enough.  Now it was time to move in and get a taste of that dripping 'pie' that had been desperately flashing her for the past few minutes.  Fluttershy discarded the brush, and laid a hoof atop Applejack's rump.  “Mistress is going to be busy for a little while, slave, but you'll make yourself useful in the meantime.  Grab the shampoo over there, and wash your mane.  If it's not clean and rinsed by the time I'm done, you'll be punished.”  'Shy beamed.  There had hardly been a tremor at all that time!  She watched Applejack obediently reach for the shampoo, and that's when she buried her nose in the orange mare's folds.

Applejack squealed and knocked the shampoo onto the floor with her hoof, staring after it slack-jawed, brain disconnected while Fluttershy poured her tongue up into the hot, fleshy press of her sex.

Fluttershy felt her lover's juices soak into the fine fur around her nose, and ground her face into AJ's heated, flexing petals, while her tongue strained and twisted within the slick canal beyond.  She withdrew her tongue, then rammed it back in, soon plunging the muscle back and forth while Applejack squirmed and bucked back into her muzzle.  Water sloshed through the tub, the pair making amorous waves.

Ducking her head down beneath the water, Applejack soaked her mane through, rising dripping with a gasp.  Little tremors rolled through her well-muscled frame.  Her legs stirred one and two at a time, restive, but there was no part of 'Shy she could reach, no portion of her she could hold.  Instead, she grabbed a brush on the end of a long wooden handle and a rolled up magazine from the shelf beside the tub and tried to pincher the shampoo off the floor.  Between the seismic waves of bliss rolling up from her loins and the uselessness of her tools, the rescue attempt did not go well.

Withdrawing her honey-smeared nose, Fluttershy worked Applejack's lips and clit with her mouth and tongue for a moment.  'Shy tugged AJ's thick, pliable labia, letting the flesh stretch.  First, she used just her lips to pull, but when those began to slip free Fluttershy brought her teeth into play, coaxing a mingled whimper-moan from AJ.  When she noticed Applejack's breathing slowing a little, 'Shy turned her tongue on on the fat clit down below, smothering her firm pleasure-button with slow, sloppy licks.  Fluttershy's own sex oozed thick rivulets of warm need, adding the essence of her lust to the bathwater.  Swapping back and forth between lips, clit, and rapid flicks of her tongue into Applejack's gooey depths, 'Shy worked her lover into a literal froth.  Every time Fluttershy used her teeth on a plump sex-petal, scraping along its warmth while she held it tugged out between her lips, she couldn't help but feel a thrill of triumph as the other mare whinnied, self-control lost.

Finally, Fluttershy stopped beating around the bush and focused her efforts.  She pursed her lips, wrapping them around the shining nub of her 'slave's' clit, and sucked in long, firm pulses.  AJ's cries started high, and only scaled upwards, until they choked off into nothing as she came with a tremble so violent her knees knocked against the side of the tub.

'Shy surfaced from the humid, pheromone-drenched zone beneath Applejack's tail to prop her chin atop an orange rump, panting with just the tip of her tongue showing between glistening lips.  “A-all...clean...slave?”  Fluttershy squinted at AJ, noting her wet but not-shiny mane.  “I guess not.  Well.”

Applejack shifted uneasily, watching Fluttershy sink down into the water, totally submerging herself.  'Shy rose, soaked, and nodded blindly towards the brush she'd used earlier on AJ.  “Clean me up, my little slave.  You aren't getting out of your chores again just because a punishment's coming.”

Applejack swallowed, any trace of laughter over Fluttershy's new role gone.  She just appeared tense in 'Shy's eyes as she swiped wet mane out of her face and blinked at her lover, but it was the tension of a coiled spring, not a frayed rope about to let go.  Fluttershy luxuriated in the feel of the brush running over her own soaked coat, and though she had to admonish the farmpony for slowing down once she'd reached her hindquarters, soon she was decently clean.  She shampooed her own mane and conditioned it while Applejack worked, and another dunk in the steamy water left her sud-free and clean.

Nudging a submerged lever with a hoof, 'Shy set the tub draining, then heaved herself out onto the soft absorbent rug.  Applejack followed a beat later, and shook herself briskly, goading an “Eeep!” from Fluttershy.

“Slave, that's what towels are for.  You know, those floppy, limp things over there on the rack, useful for a moment, only to be dropped and trampled the next?”  Fluttershy pointed out the canary-yellow towels hanging on the wall beside the tub.

Applejack winced and bit her lip, before shuffling over to the rack and selecting a couple of towels.  Returning to her lover's side, she toweled off the butter-colored mare's back, barrel, neck and mane, before working on her rump and legs, settling on her haunches to use both forelegs for the task.

Fluttershy swayed a little into AJ's toweling, and as soon as she considered herself passably dry, tossed her head.  Wet strands of mane whipped AJ's muzzle, and 'Shy snuck a peek back at her lover to be sure the 'vicious' lashing hadn't hurt the mare.  “Wrap up my mane, slave.”

Applejack collected Fluttershy's lengthy mane, coiling the pink mass atop her head before winding the drier of the two towels around it.  The moment she was done, 'Shy turned, forcing her out of her two-legged stance and back onto all fours.  Fluttershy stood with her nose nearly touching Applejack's, breath huffing hot and heavy past her lips.

“On your back slave, down here on the rug.”  'Shy tossed a hoof aside to indicate the damp bathmat, a plush yellow thing decorated with butterflies and daisies.

Wet, shivering just a little, Applejack sank onto her stomach upon the rug and rolled onto her back.  Her gaze flicked from Fluttershy to other points in the room, as well as her own belly and hooves, while her own breathing picked up.

Without another word, 'Shy turned and stepped over AJ, straddling her prone form.  She hiked her tail, then began to lower herself, soft stomach brushing Applejack before pressing snugly down against her.  A mere press became a smothering pressure, and the farmpony's moans made an answering groan strain to escape Fluttershy's own throat.  Instead, she spoke, while her rump continued to descend towards AJ's face.

“A hot bath like that can be dehydrating.  Let's see about getting some fluids down your throat, slave.  You're not coming up again 'til you slosh.”  Fluttershy cut off AJ's answering groan with her ass, pillowy-soft cheeks spreading around that sweet freckled face, dunking Applejack's muzzle in a sweltering slit.

Fluttershy squeezed her butter-ball cheeks tight around AJ when a flash of equine tongue teased her soaked insides, prompting her to grind her full weight down into the warm, wet frame of her lover.  She could feel Applejack's every movement, every breath, blanketing her as she was.

~I'll be able to tell if she needs a break, right?~  Fluttershy thought, even as she braced her forelegs and leaned back, putting more weight on AJ's face, forcing her snug pussy further down around the farmpony's muzzle.  Applejack's startled grunt buzzed her wet flesh, wringing a squirm from Fluttershy as well as a fresh wash of mare honey.

When Applejack's hooves pushed into her buttery bulk, 'Shy started to lever herself up, but the pressure retreated almost immediately, only to return a half-second later.  AJ kneaded her lover's bulk, grinding up into it shamelessly, as amorous as can be over her adipose.  Fluttershy let a silent sigh escape her lips, settling back into place.  After a few moments just soaking up the attention from hooves and tongue, 'Shy began to rock back into AJ's muzzle, exaggerating the motion to drag her stomach along Applejack's.  Damp fur glided on fur, the clean scents of soap and shampoo thick in her nose.

Finally, AJ tapped 'Shy's flank.  Fluttershy rose, pointedly not hurrying, until she heard Applejack gasp and fill her lungs.  Two breaths more, and she sank down again, cutting off her paramour's moan with the juicy squelch of re-engulfment.  Wriggling while settling back over Applejack, reveling in the feel of her muzzle sliding back up within her sopping passage, she crushed her pillowy ass gradually harder down onto her squirming lover.  Fluttershy stopped only when she felt ears flicking against the ripe curves of her rumpcheeks.  Curious, she tucked a forehoof down between AJ's hindlegs to brush it over her folds, finding them swollen and soaked once again.

“What a waste of a bath!  Only two minutes out and you're already sticky again.”  Fluttershy chided the pony beneath her, giving her an extra-hard, long grind to push home her 'displeasure.'  More moans vibrated up through her pussy,  thickly-cushioned walls squeezing Applejack's muzzle.

It wasn't long before Applejack needed another break for air.  “Oh, goddesses, 'Shy honey.”  Applejack panted hot and hard, greedily sucking down all the air she could before she found herself swallowed into that yellow crevice once more.

“Mistress, my love,” Fluttershy whispered, as she leaned back and reclaimed her toy.  The feel of AJ's head smothered between her cheeks and dunked in her sex was enough to make her giddy, bouncing with more and more urgency atop her lover, the rest of her plastered flat to the rug by 'Shy's mass.

~Having her exactly where I want her, completely trapped and at my mercy...  It's so naughty, and indulgent!  I could picture Rarity doing something like this, but me?  Oh goodness.~  Fluttershy barely noticed her blush returning, she was already putting out so much heat.

Just another minute's bucking on Applejack's muzzle was enough to set her off.  Her body shook, rich jiggles wobbling through the fat padding her frame, while a reedy shriek poured from her lips.  Something else poured from her nethers, right down Applejack's throat, AJ gulping rapidly to keep from drowning!  Gush after fierce gush of hot, slippery cum sluiced down her gullet, leaving her belly awash in Fluttershy's liquid bliss.

Sliding her legs around AJ in a snug embrace, Fluttershy eased onto her flank, rolling AJ with her.  Rounder-bellied, eyes rather derpified, and limp as Rarity after a massage, Applejack lay in Fluttershy's embrace and lapped mindlessly at her folds for long minutes while the pegasus came down from her peak.

When Applejack's licks began to elicit  giggles and squirming, sensitized flesh protesting further stimulation, Fluttershy gently pushed her darling away and  got to her hooves.  "Clean yourself up a bit sweetheart, dry off, and come to bed."

'Shy giggled anew at AJ's rather drunken nod, and leaned down to brush noses with her, the scent of her own nectar ground deep into the mare's face.  Before Applejack could draw her into a kiss, she slipped back, and trotted out of the bathroom.

~Now, where did I put that coil of rope...~