PonySuck Adventure

D: Take route to the right, which you think leads to a farm.

[OPTION D SELECTED]

*Eyeing the path to your right, you decide that it would be best to find yourself some food, first and foremost. You can't expect to continue this journey on an empty stomach, can you? Following that logic, you set off on the thin trail that goes past the dangerous-looking forest, thankfully avoiding it as you keep an eye out for any stray mares all the while.*

*After following the path down a long hill, you arrive at a big sign that reads "Sweet Apple Acres" in front of it. This is most definitely a farm, but one that seems to focus solely on its orchard of apple trees. The orchard itself is surprisingly thriving, considering the deserted look of the household and barn nearby.*

*Is there really anypony here? If there isn't, you can certainly get away with stealing an apple or two from the orchard without having to worry about being caught... No, you decide against it in favor of remaining honest with yourself. Just because you're in a dream doesn't excuse being a petty thief. Making your way to the entrance of the house, you stand on the wooden floorboards of the porch and brace yourself for any sudden occurrences as you ring the doorbell with one hand and cover your genitals with your free hand.*

*At first, there's no answer, but after a few moments you hear loud, thumping hoof steps approach from inside. What greets you as the door creaks open slowly is not a mare, but instead a red stallion, looking weak and noticeably scared as he glances at you. His voice coming out rather *hoarse** as he speaks to you, you wonder what could have happened to him.**

"B- Boy, who told you to come here lookin' like that?"

*You blink curiously at that sort of greeting. This is the first time you've seen a stallion in this world and he looks at you as if you're not right in the head. Nevertheless, you remind yourself of why you came here and open your mouth to speak before you're interrupted by a clearly feminine voice from inside the house.*

"Mnn, Big Mac? Who is it at the door?"

*You hear the sounds of smacking lips as an orange pony approaches from behind the stallion. He quickly shudders away and whimpers to you.*

"Y'all ain't safe here."

*Your curiosity over his form soon disappears as the mare enters your view from the doorway. Her long blonde hair tied into a *ponytail** and adorable freckles on her face tell you that she must be the equivalent of a farmer here. Once she lays her eyes on you, however, she takes her time gazing upon your naked body, stopping upon your groin where your hand conveniently blocks her view. Sporting a wry grin, she whistles at your musculature, addressing you as if you're a piece of meat on display.**

"Well, hooooow-dy. What can ol' Applejack do ya fer, good-lookin'?"

*She turns on what little charm she has and shifts her eyes towards your face with her shining emeralds peeking through her half-lidded gaze. You have to admit, her coming on this strong immediately has an effect on you as blood flow circulates back to your manhood once more. It's not an outright rape attempt, which is good, but it doesn't make you feel any less ogled.*

*Before you manage to get a word in edgewise, your stomach rumbles aloud, letting both you and the mare sizing you up know just how empty your gut is at the moment. Her smile widens considerably into a full blown smirk at your honesty. You offer a nervous smile at her, fearing that familiar glint in her eye as she happily chirps up.*

"Oh, a hungry boy, are ya? Well, come on in! I'll get ya a little somethin' somethin'."

*The mare doesn't seem to waste any time properly introducing herself, instead quickly turning and trotting back into her home. With no choice but to see where this leads (because the game doesn't *give** you a choice), you follow her inside and unintentionally get a spectacular view of the biggest behind in all of Ponyville. Sure, this farming mare must have a very fit body from working all day, but her plentiful booty leaves no question about where her excess weight has shifted.**

*Her tail is swept off to the side, ensuring that you can see her naked marehood as well, leaving nothing to the imagination. Those juicy apples adorning her flanks draw your eyes until you finally arrive in what appears to be her cozy kitchen. Pointing to a nearby wooden chair, you wordlessly follow her and seat yourself before she moves to sit between your open legs, your vulnerability tripled now that your hands no longer cover your maleness.*

"Now lookee here, sugarcube. Big fellas like you don't come around often, so here's the deal."

*Applejack licks her lips hungrily as she gets comfortable between your legs, nuzzling her snout along your exposed member for a few brief moments. The lewd behavior is enough of a warning to you, but you can't help but feel a little excited as you accidentally rise to the occasion. She happily drinks in the arousing scent you present her with before planting both her hooves on your upper thighs and looking up at you with eyes of both determination and desperation.*

"Your dick. My mouth. Capisce?"

*AJ's upfront attitude causes you to blush, obviously not expecting her to bluntly state it like that. Tensing up in your chair, you pause to weigh your options before Applejack easily captures your tip between her lips in one swift motion. It seems that, without your loincloth to save you, this mare sees fit to take you for her own pleasure right away. Grunting aloud at your lack of a say in the matter, you watch as the orange-coated mare lathers your hardening flesh in saliva, preparing you for what is no doubt going to be an intense blowjob.*

*Seeing how easily she has seduced you, Applejack smirks up at you through the first few inches of cock in her mouth before slowly beginning to slide her stretching lips over your length. Your hips thrust up into her by accident, hilting yourself in her throat and sliding the entire underside of your cock along her tongue. Her soft moans of joy clue you in on how much she's enjoying this, but regardless of her obvious reactions, she pulls back to savor your taste and announce for you to hear.*

"Hoo, boy. Ah plum forgot just how good a nice fresh one like yours tastes."

*Her compliments on your flavor don't mean too much to you, seeing as how you received much of the same from Twilight earlier and its meaning went right over your head. After all, you don't have as much experience in tasting penis as any of these mares do, nor do you think you ever will. Regardless, the pace of your heartbeat suddenly jumps up as Applejack's warm mouth engulfs your tip with ease and makes you forget about any other mares besides the one servicing you at the moment.*

*After that, any more foreplay or teasing is thrown out the window in favor of Applejack bobbing along your delicious length. Just the feel of your shaft brushing her tongue and inching into her throat with each pass is like scratching one of the hardest itches to reach for a mare such as this. While you hate to admit it, giving into your baser desires and feeding a more like this is a lot more arousing than you had originally thought. It doesn't help that Applejack's experienced mouth is now milking you earnestly, trying to draw out your sperm with a need even a unicorn couldn't match.*

*Of course, all her hungry suckling draws you nearer to your now inevitable climax much quicker than you had thought. You try to blame it on the country mare's honky tonk badonkadonk as you spy it swishing behind her in anticipation of your seed, but you can't help wanting. It seems she can feel you pulsing and twitching in her mouth, ready to deliver the extra cum you've produced since this morning for the hard workin' mare. As opposed to Twilight, however, she seems less interested in drinking from the tap, instead pulling off just before you release and tense up at the sudden removal of her pleasuring mouth. What replaces her warm mouth and slick tongue is her hooves, rubbing along you with their undersides at a ludicrous speed.*

"Go ahead, sugarcube. Shoot out that sweet milk of yours for me."

*AJ eyes you with a knowing smile as her incredible hooves stroke and squeeze you, treating you like an everyday cow to be milked for her. If the pleasure itself doesn't bring you to orgasm, you can bet the treatment is what finally pushes you over the edge. Groaning loudly, your hips thrust into the air as thick ropes of semen shoot out from the tip of your abused cock. The orange-coated mare squeals happily as it rains down all over her face, briefly sticking her tongue out to gather a good amount of it on her taste buds. Controlling your cock as she milks it between her own hooves, she then aims the last few dollops of your release towards her chest, spreading the goop into her fur with her hoof and humming joyfully even as she does something so lewd.*

"Mmm, does the body goooood."

*You feel yourself becoming incredibly drained as the rest of your so-called "milk" is gathered onto AJ's tongue for her to swallow in front of you. The sight, as perverse as it is, only reminds you of how hungry you still are. Your stomach rumbling seems to go unnoticed by Applejack, who merely stands tall on her own four legs again and begins to leave the room very nonchalantly. You try to stop her, lifting up a hand in an effort to get her attention, but she remarks back to you as her ample posterior sways back and forth as it disappears from the room.*

"Thanks for the treat, pardner! Y'all best get along before I keep ya any longer, ehehe."

*You're left in a daze, slumped over in the chair as you realize you've been taken advantage of by a mare yet again. This just isn't right, you think to yourself as you carefully rise from the wooden chair and make your way to the front door. While you're glad that Applejack has given you an out to get back on your mission, you can't help but feel greatly annoyed at being used and hung out to dry, so to speak. As you open the door and spy the beginnings of a sunset off in the distance, you realize this pointless detour has only wasted more of your precious time, and you certainly wouldn't want to spend a night anywhere near Ponyville. Who knows *what** you'd wake up to the next morning?*"

*Suddenly, your trek around a stray patch of thorny bushes ends as you're brought to a literal fork in the path. Directly ahead, there's another entrance to the forest, which you probably want to avoid. Then again, seeing how prevalent the dark greenery is in this area, you know you can't prolong the inevitable forever. The path to the left looks to lead to a series of hills, perhaps farther away from the forest, but you're not sure if that's the right direction or not. The right path is differentiated only by the deep shadows covering the area, provided by the hanging trees overhead that block your vision of the sky.*

*With no choice being particularly obvious, it's clear the game designer is trying to fuck with you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have put you in such an obviously dangerous situation. I mean, really, a fork in the road with unlabeled paths? Real original. Regardless of the cliched decision you're presented with, you think on the options for just a bit longer.*

*From here, you choose to...*

OPTION A: Take the left path. (turn to page 18)

OPTION B: Walk straight through the forest dead ahead. (turn to page 51)

OPTION C: Take the right path. (turn to page 91)