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, clutching your loincloth close 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.*

*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.**

"Y'all must be the one AJ's been yammerin' on about. "

*You blink curiously at that sort of greeting, discovering that you've apparently been expected. This is the first time you've seen a stallion in this world and he looks as if he's seen a ghost. 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.*

"Good luck, yer gonna need it."

*Your curiosity over his form soon disappears as a 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 loincloth conveniently blocks her view. Whistling at your musculature, she licks her lips of remaining saliva that gathered there before addressing you.**

"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.You can't help but feel flattered as her roaming gaze sizes you up, possibly for another "encounter," as you've come to know them.*

*Before you manage to get a word in edgewise, your stomach rumbles aloud, letting both you and the mare in front of you 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. Eagerly following her inside, you end up with 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. She seems to delight in your attention as she chuckles warmly, sashaying her hips to swing those beautiful cheeks left and right. 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 even under the loincloth becoming painfully aware.*

"Listen here, sugarcube. You're hungry, ah'm hungry... let's make a little bargain."

*Applejack licks her lips hungrily as she gets comfortable between your legs, nuzzling her snout into your loincloth for a few brief moments. The lewd behavior is a massive turn on for you, having already grown accustomed to mares' affection for your manhood. 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 smirk, finding her blunt talk of the act rather endearing. Tensing up in your chair, you weigh your options as Applejack flips her mane and raises her eyebrows with clearly perverse intentions. You could feed this mare your penis, getting your fourth free blowjob of the day as well as something to eat for your troubles. However, as you grip your trusty loincloth at your sides, you could still get out of here and make your way to Canterlot faster. Then again, why would you turn down such a tempting offer from an honest mare like this?*

*From here, you choose to...*

OPTION A: Allow Applejack to indulge in your juicy treat. (turn to page 23)

OPTION LOINCLOTH: Dispose of your loincloth by distracting the mare with it and bailing on this situation altogether. (turn to page 25)