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Applejack, the orange earth pony Discord had been admiring from afar, jammed her back legs against the bark of an apple tree growing in her orchard.
The draconequess watched as the ripe fruit fell into the basket next to her, her catching one with her hoof, and taking a crispy bite out of it.
Discord licked his lips, this image turning him on.
Juice squirted onto the pony's face as she munched down on the apple quickly. But to Discord, it felt like it was in slow motion. That always made things more sexy.
The mare wiped the remaining apple from her face, and brought the basket to another baring tree.
Discord quickly turned himself into a bird, and flew into the tree Applejack was bucking.
The mare was about to move the collected apples to another tree, when she heard a shaking in the plant, as a bright, white light flashed.
Discord poked his goat-like head out, smiling, one tooth sticking out from the rest.
"Discord? What are you doin' here?" she asked.
"Can a draconequess not admire such an classy pony?"
Applejack raised an eyebrow. "Ah wouldn't even call myself classy."
"You need to stop doubting yourself my dear." Discord popped out of the tree, and squished her face in between his paw and talon.
"Stop callin' me that," Applejack pushed away. This was not the first time he had tried to win her over.
"Are we not to the rates of marefriend and coltfriend yet?" Discord jokingly asked, obviously knowing the answer.
"We haven't even been on a date yet," Applejack hauled the basket to the next tree, Discord following her.
"Then, perhaps we go on a date?" he cooed.
"Nope," Applejack replied.
"Why not? I can be a pony, if you prefer," Discord changed into his pony form, a brown stallion with one bat wing, one bird wing, and a white mane.
"Discord, Ah gotta lot of work to do! Now scram," Applejack growled. She pushed past him, and started to harvest the next tree.
The draconequess didn't quit. After all, the god of chaos does not quit.
Ever.
He flew back over to Applejack, scooped her up, and sat her in his lap on the tree branch.
"Let me go," she said.
"Why don't you wanna go on a date with me?"
Applejack shoved her hooves into his chest furiously. "Because Ah don't like you! You're a traitor!"
"Oh, poppycock."
"Let me go!"
"Say you'll go on a date with me first," Discord grimaced, a smile plastered on his face. He was clearly enjoying irritating his true love.
Applejack sighed, seeing she couldn't get out of this. "Fine. I'll go on a date with ya'll. As long as that will shut you up and keep you out of my life."
"I don't know about that," Discord mumbled to himself, so quiet she couldn't hear him. "But hooray!" He squeezed her in his arms, as he felt the air escape from her lungs.
"A-Ah can't b-breath," she managed.
"Oh right." Discord dropped her out of his arms, and out of the tree.
She fell roughly on the ground, bringing herself back up to her hooves.
The draconequess appeared beside her, via is teleporting ability. "Where would you like to go?" he pondered. "We could go to The Hay Burger, or the spa."
"The Hay Burger sounds better than the spa," Applejack admitted. "The spa is so uptight."
"But The Hay Burger is not a good place for a first date," Discord reminded her.
"You're the one who suggested it," Applejack muttered.
"I got it!" His yellow eyes illuminated. "I can take you ballroom dancing in the sister's abandoned castle."
"Ball room dancin'?" Applejack retorted.
"That's right." Discord tapped his fingers together playfully. "And perhaps you can wear that Applejewel outfit of yours?"
"How do you know about my Apple-" she was cut off by his paw being jammed in her face.
"Oh silly Applejack. It's better not to ask questions sometimes."
Applejack felt generally frightened, but decided not to show it. She took his paw from her mouth and pushed it back into his face. "What time do you want me to be there?"
"Eight 'O clock will be good," Discord told her.
"Fine. Now can you go away while Ah do my work? Granny Smith is gonna kill me if Ah don't get it done," Applejack began bucking another tree.
"But of course," Discord smiled, vanishing into thin air.
"What a brat," she hissed to herself. Apples fell into the basket.
Big Mac walked over to her, a wheat plant in between his teeth.
"Hey Big Mac," Applejack greeted, the midst of harvesting.
"Hi," he replied.
"Is there somethin' you need?"
"Eeeenope."
"Then why are ya'll here?" She moved the basket to the next baring tree.
"Just checkin' on things."
"Well everthin' is good here."
There was a silence.
"Why were you talkin' to Discord?" the curious stallion asked.
Applejack froze. The draconequess was certainly not a respected figure in the Apple family. "Ah wasn't talkin' to him, he was talkin' to me."
Big Mac helped her buck some of the apples. "What did ya'll talk about?"
"Does it matter?" She moved it to yet another tree.
"You're makin' it seem like it does." He followed her.
"What happened to you only say 'Eeeyup' and 'Eeenope'?" Applejack asked, a hint of annoyance in her words.
"You're hidin' somethin', and Ah know it," he said.
"Fine," she sighed. "Discord wants to take me on a date, and Ah said yes."
Big Mac spit the wheat out of his mouth. "What?!"
"He'll leave me alone if Ah do," Applejack insisted. She had stopped bucking by now, and had turned to face her brother.
"That doesn't mean you have to sell yourself out like that," Big Mac shot.
"Ah didn't sell myself out!" Applejack growled.
"Ah don't want ya'll goin' on that date!"
Applejack ran into the barn. She locked herself inside so nopony could get in, and flopped down on the hay barrels. She couldn't break her promise to Discord; her element was honesty. But she was didn't want to betray her family either. What was she to do?
"She's goin' out with Discord?" Apple Bloom curiously asked.
"Eeeyup," Big Mac answered.
"Well ain't that a darn tootin' shame!" Granny Smith said. "Ah wanted my granddaughter to date a handsome stallion, not a creepy draconequess."
"She said only one date," Big Mac said. "She said he'll leave her alone if she goes on a date."
"Well, what are we supposed to do?" Apple Bloom pondered.
The red stallion bent down next to his little sister. "You and Applejack are closer than conjoined twins. Ya'll go talk to her and ask her why she's goin'."
"Yes sir!" Apple Bloom said, determined. She walked out of the humble house, and searched the farm for her sister.
"Applejack!" she called.
No reply.
"Applejack!"
Silence.
"Applejack!" Apple Bloom yelled one last time.
"Why are you yellin' my name?" Applejack came back, her mane up in a beehive, a pink and blue jewel holding it together. She was wearing a pink, clear dress with a blue sash over it, filled with stitched diamonds. A hot pink centerpiece connected to a blue one on her chest. Dark orange eyeliner was also above her green eyes, and a bit of glistening lipstick was on her lips.
"A-Applejack?" The filly was aghast.
"Let me guess. Big Mac told you and Granny Smith 'bout Discord?"
"Mhmm.." Apple Bloom nodded.
"Great. Ah suppose you're here to talk me out of it, too?" She sat down on a up-side town basket.
"Uh.. Er.. No.." Apple Bloom lied, propping herself on her sister's lap.
"Then why are ya'll here?" she asked.
"Ah dunno," Apple Bloom snuggled up against her. She hated to not do what her brother had told, but she didn't want her sister to think she didn't love her anymore. "Why are ya'll goin' on a date with Discord?"
Applejack sighed, stroking her sister's red mane. "Ah have to. He won't leave me alone if Ah don't. Ya'll know how he always comes by?"
"Yeah," Apple Bloom said.
"Well he likes to snoop around. See what's goin' on. Believe me, Ah'm doin' this more for you guys, 'cause Ah love you."
"Thank you, Applejack."
"You're welcome Apple Bloom."
Eight 'O clock struck quickly, and Applejack reluctantly made her way out of the house. She tried not to be seen by anypony, except possibly Rarity, because she already knew where she was going. After all, it was Rarity's dress she was wearing.
She quickly made her way into the Everfree Forest, dodging branches to avoid ripping open her friend's outfit.
When she met face to face with the charred castle, she took a big gulp, and made her way inside.
Surprisingly, the inside was decorated nicely. The floor was shiny, the walls a beautiful, pearly color, a table with a white table cloth resting upon it. It was a long table, and it was quite wide as well. On it was a burning candle, and silverware, made from real silver, on soft little napkins.
Discord was in a tuxedo, sitting down at one of the fancy chairs.
"Uh.. Hi.. Discord." Applejack broke the silence.
He looked over. "Oh, good evening, Applejack!" He walked over to her, took her front hoof, and gently kissed it up.
Applejack's stomach churned. She was on the verge of punching him in the face, but she wanted him to stop poking around Sweet Apple Acres.
He stopped, and gestured for her to come sit down. With a snap of his fingers, food appeared on the table. There was a bowl of salad for each of them, a little wine in the fine cups seated by the plates, and a cannoli for dessert.
"Bon appétit," Discord said, taking his fork and digging into the salad.
Applejack questionably picked up her fork, which was unusual because she usually just ate with her mouth, and poked at the lettuce leaves.
"Something wrong, my dear?" Discord asked.
"Uh.. Nothin'," Applejack said. She just wasn't to make sure Discord hadn't done anything to her meal.
"Why don't you eat your salad?"
"Ah'm not very hungry," Applejack lied. That was a first.
"Oh don't lie, Applejack," Discord smirked. "Your element is honesty."
Shit, Applejack thought to herself. How the hell was he able to tell if Ah was lying or not?
"Do you like wine?" he asked.
"I've never tried it," she sheepishly admitted.
"Well give it a taste then," he offered.
"Uh.. Okay." Applejack picked the glass up, carefully eying the alcoholic grape juice inside.
"You musn't be so scared. It won't kill you," Discord assured her.
"It better not," Applejack muttered to herself. She tipped the glass into her mouth, swallowing the wine.
"Good, right?"
"Ah've tasted better." Applejack poked at her mouth with her tongue, taking in the strange taste. "But it ain't half bad."
"Well have some more. There's plenty." He made a wine bottle appear on the table.
"Uh.. Thanks," Applejack swallowed the rest of the drink, and poured herself another glass.
It was just an hour later, when Applejack had gotten drunk.
"Are you having fun, Applejack?" Discord asked the loopy mare.
"Ah love to have fun." Her mane was messed up by now, and falling out of the beehive. A giddy smile was plastered on her face, one of her eyes half closed.
"Would you like to have some more fun, Applejack?" Discord naughtily asked.
"More fun? Weee! Sure!" Applejack was starting to act like Pinkie Pie.
"Follow me," Discord smirked. He guided the dazed Applejack upstairs, where a bed was. Discord has set it up beforehand.
"Oh, we're going to have sex?" Applejack asked.
"It's fun," Discord assured her, lying her down.
"Ah like fun," she repeated.
"Yes yes. I know you do," he told her, positioning himself on top of her. "But don't talk, Applejack. It makes it more fun if you don't talk. Only moan."
"Okay, okay. Ah'll be quiet." Applejack's cheeks puffed up, as she became silent.
Discord kissed her on the lips, his tongue meeting hers. They held this kiss for awhile, a strand of saliva still connecting them. He started to lick her neck all the way up, tasting the warmness of her skin.
Applejack moaned in delight, as his snake tongue slid it's way up her neck.
As he did this, he began to lower his member into her slit. When it touched the opening, Applejack blushed and grasped onto his neck, pulling his face closer to her body.
His dick started to enter her pussy, entering her vaginal hole. As it did, Applejack started to moan again. She brought his lips down to hers again, their tongues connecting once more.
Discord's cock went farther into her vagina, as he stopped the kiss, and began to grunt pleasurably.
He slid it further, until he felt he couldn't slide it any longer. His length met the walls of her pussy, as he took his talon and pressed it on Applejack's clitoris.
"Mmmmm!" Applejack mouthed in pleasure. She felt cum ooze from her pussy, surrounding Discord's dick in it.
"You like it?" Discord asked, obviously knowing the answer.
"Yes!" AJ drooled.
The horny draconequess began to thrust himself in Applejack, making his cock twitch. He pulled out, when he felt cum coming up his dick.
"Oh, why'd you stop?" Applejack lazily asked.
"Don't worry. We're not done," Discord brought his dick to Applejack's lips.
The mare knew what to do. She grasped his member in between both of her hooves gently, and buried it in her mouth. She rubbed on it all the while, and the part that was in her mouth was being licked affectionately.
"Applejack, you're so naughty," Discord cooed, feeling the warmness of having his cock sucked.
The mare licked it all the way up, still rubbing it.
Discord felt sperm rush up his member again. He started to push farther down AJ's throat, as he released his load into her mouth.
She swallowed all of the hot, sticky cum, and still sucked on his meat stick.
"That a girl," he complemented. "You're doing so well for your first time."
Applejack freed his cock from her mouth and licked the remaining strands of cum from her lips.
"Are you ready to do anal?"
AJ nodded, flipping herself on her tummy.
Discord squeezed her ass cheeks with his talon. He delivered a smack to them, which sent Applejack a hollow feeling in her camel toe.
"Such a naughty mare you are," he sexually told her, smacking them hard again.
Applejack moaned, cum dripping from her pussy.
Discord flicked his warm tongue inside her rectum, all the while smacking his companion's ass playfully.
The mare felt his snake tongue touch the walls of her anus, making her tummy tickle will pleasure. She giggled as he continued to preform these sexual actions.
The draconequess stopped licking, and swung his legs over the arched up pony. He held onto her back, as he stuck his cock into her asshole.
The mare heavily groaned at the jamming of the dick inside of her.
Discord tightly grasped Applejack, and shoved his length into her. He grunted as he did, and with each push, Applejack felt her pussy leak more cum.
"Come on! Come on!" Discord told himself, jabbing harder.
"Yes!" Applejack moaned playfully, although the pain was starting to catch up.
"Mmm! Almost there," he whispered into the pony's ear.
Once again, the creature cummed into Applejack. He pulled out, and flopped down next to the still rear-facing mare.
"You were right." Applejack flipped back over, next to the sweating draconequess. "That was fun."
Discord pressed his damp body against hers, and wrapped his arms around her. "I know." He gave her another kiss and fell asleep.
The whole Apple family was up still, although it was around 10:30 now.
"Applejack's been gone and awfully long time," Apple Bloom noted.
"Ah know," Granny shuddered.
"This is your fault," Big Mac casually shot to Apple Bloom.
"My fault?" Apple Bloom asked, hurt.
"Now Big Macintosh, don't yell at your little sister." Granny picked her youngest grandchild up and rested her on her lap.
"Well, if she would have convinced Applejack to not go on that date, she would be here," Big Mac said.
Suddenly, the door opened. Applejack walked through it, her mane looking frizzy and unkempt, and sweat still dotting her forehead.
"Apple Claire Jack, where in the hay of it have you been?" Granny Smith put Apple Bloom down and walked over to Applejack.
"On my date," Applejack truthfully replied.
"Your date was supposed to end an hour ago!" Granny was furious, but relieved that her grandchild was finally home.
"Yeah," Applejack blankly said, pushing past her. She didn't really have a response for that.
"Well why were you gone for an hour more?"
"Ah don't know." Another lie.
"Yes you do, young mare."
"Why does it matter?"
"What were ya'll doin'?" Granny Smith badgered, pinning Applejack to one corner of the room.
"Ah had sex with Discord!" she finally blurted out.
Granny Smith froze.
"You had what?" Apple Bloom curiously asked. "Can somepony tell me what that means?"
"Eeenope!" Big Mac quickly said, hauling the filly over on his back and bringing her upstairs.
Granny Smith waited until they were all the way upstairs to do anything. When she heard the door close, her eyes turned serious again.
"Why, Applejack?" she sternly asked, trying to keep her anger concealed.
"Ah was d-drunk," Applejack admitted.
Granny Smith slapped her in the face.
Applejack's eyes started to tear, as her cheek started to bleed.
"You're only eighteen! What the fuck were ya'll doin' with a drink?"
"Ah-"
"And to add insult to injury, you fucking slept with the douchebag!" Granny Smith barked.
"Ah'm really sorry Granny," she cried.
Granny Smith rubbed her eyes angrily, sitting down at the dining table.
Applejack ran up to her room, and slammed the door. She flopped down on her bed, tears streaming to her eyes. She had made a terrible mistake of drinking that wine. She had made a terrible mistake of sleeping with Discord. And she had made a terrible mistake of ever going on a date with him. She should have just listened to Big Mac and broke her promise to Discord. Because you know what?
Sometimes it was OK to lie.
Author's Note
Why the fuck is teleport, teleporting, or teleported not a word? -____- I might make a sequel to this if I feel like it. I don't promise anything.
