AppleBloom Gets Stuffed

AppleBloom was in her clubhouse alone in the corner. she looked blankly at the wall, deep in thought. She mesmerized every detail of that one spot on the wall. Thinking of anything to distract her of her orders. They weren't mandatory, but doing it would treat her ailment. Breaking eye contact with the wall she looked down at her fillyhood. She held her breath as she moved a trembling hoof towards it. Slowly she prodded her folds, and with an 'eep' moved her hoof away and drew quick breaths.

Laying down to get more comfortable on the oak floor, she spread her hind legs. Using both her hooves, she rubbed the strange nub on the top of her vagina whilst the other hoof ran its way up and down her clit, holding it at an angle to get inside her folds a bit. The filly whimpered as she tried to stay quiet as she felt jolts run its way through her body and her hooves kicking wildly when she touched herself just right. Although she knew she could be load, with most of her memories intact she realized what a paranoid pony she was on the inside. She couldn't just think about the pleasure, she kept on reminding herself that today was not Sunday so Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle should not be here and that AppleJack stopped being over-protective a while ago.

A moan escaped her mouth as she began to rub faster, heat building up inside her nethers. She bit onto her bottom lib and her head kept tossing and turning as she couldn't control her bodily spasms which was physically new to the overwhelming sensations her mind has known a botched version off. The filly crept closer to orgasm, putting more of her hoof as she could into her fillyhood without causing pain. She began to curl into a ball and a groan left her lips as she felt this heat of pleasure. She let out a yelp and cried out in pleasure, her hooves retracting and the bundle of pleasure in her loins exploding through her body. AppleBloom just laid there for the longest time in rasped breaths, her hind hooves twitching slightly.

Minutes after the explosion in her nethers died down she sat up and rubbed her eyes. Looking around the clubhouse she saw a large wet patch were she sat. Leaning low she took a small whiff and recoiled with disgust when she prodded her tongue against what was left of the substance on her hooves because licking an old wooden floor is always bad. [1] The taste was bitter-sweet in her mouth, but mostly the former and the sweet smell that it wore was a deadly siren. Slowly realizing the smell that was covering the room would be a really bad if AppleJack decided to check-in on the little filly,

"Oh ponyfeathers, now I'll-" AppleBloom put a hoof to her mouth at the bad language she had spoken, and laughed, "I just done a bad thing! Ponyfeathers! Ponyfeathers! Buck, buck, buck!" she laughed, hopping around in circles with as much energy as a filly who had just experienced an orgasm could spare.

AppleBloom felt alive, beyond the shackles of society. She felt like a full-grown mare. She was an independent mare who don't need no stallion! But if her hooves were this amazing, she could barely comprehend the immense pleasure of what she has experienced in the past, but with less murder-rape! Focusing back on the issue at hoof AppleBloom remembered where a mop and bucket was located,

"Now, ah just have'ta get a bucket of water alll the way from the farmhouse… but that might be mighty suspicio-"

"Why would it be suspicious?" A voice asked, much to the dismay of the farm filly. AppleBloom turned around to see Sweetie Belle looking straight at her with her head cocked to the side, a puzzled expression worn on her face.

The farm filly looked in disarray, panting heavily. She knew she had to think of an excuse, even if her family has a terrible record of obvious lies. Looking away from her friend, she sighed,

"Sweetie Belle?" The filly asked, "T'res something ah have been do-" she stopped herself, biting her bottom lip. She looked again at her friend.

"What's wr-" The innocent marshmallow filly sneezed, wiping her muzzle, "Heh, sorry. I've got the sniffles." She continued. On the inside AppleBlooms was cheering. All she had to do was tell a little lie and-

no.

no, her friends should deserve better,

"It's nothin', it's just fer' the first time in mah life I feel like a full-grown mare," the filly half-lied, hiding the larger picture, "well, even after that accident with the ch- chime… ch-"

"Chimera" Oxfords dictionary answered,

"Ah said that…" AppleBloom retorted quickly, "Well, ah jus' feel amazing. Like ah can do anything, know anything. Jus' go out there, an life of the fatta' the lan!" She exclaimed, over-exaggerating maybe a tad bit.

Sweetie smiled, "well then, miss Bloom, what are you going to do as a new mare?" the unicorn said with a hint of sarcasm,

"Ah'm gonna' Mop the floor of the clubhouse!" The filly replied, sounding more fake than happy.

"Well, that's a bit… boring," the marshmallow foal said, sounding more confused than let-down. AppleBloom just looked at the other filly as if she sounded like the crazy one,

"No! When you've seen what ah have seen -altho' ah recomend that you don't- you learn to enjoy these little things!" AppleBloom exclaimed, embracing the unicorn with the sniffles tightly. As quickly as it came, it left. AppleBloom kissed Sweetie on the cheek out of nowhere and galloped off giddily to the farmhouse, "Latter, Sweetie Belle, Ah am off ta' get me a bucket and mop!" the filly said, hopping around in a circle before running through the thick tree-line that seperated the orchard from the clearing surrounding the clubhouse.

Sweetie just still stood there gobsmacked, her eyes wide. She slowly moved a hesitant hoof to her cheek.

"I'm not sure weather to treasure this forever or scrub this with soap…" she said to nopony in particular, her mind trailing off to nowhere particular.