Apple Pie

by GemoDawn

Rating: mature
Tags: Big Macintosh, Sad, Applejack, Apple Bloom, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Granny Smith, Sex
Length: 2669

Apple Bloom and Applejack share a "special secret" that stretch the boundaries of sisterly love.

Ever since Apple Bloom can remember, she's shared a special secret with her older sister, Applejack. She's always been told that it was their own secret, and if she ever shared it with anyone, she would never see Applejack again. But at what cost will she keep this secret? (M Rating for adult subjects told in the perspective of a child as well as mildly suggestive sexual themes)

Published 2012-05-06 05:34:01 UTC
Last updated 2012-05-06 05:34:01 UTC

Apple Pie

AUTHOR’S NOTE: Warning! This fanfiction contains adult content and a subject that is considered highly taboo amongst many cultures and religions. Please only read this from a subjective standpoint alone, as I wrote this fanfiction with the sole intent of raising awareness that incestuous relationships in families still occur today. I also thought that it would be an interesting way to look at incest from the point of view of a child that didn’t know any better, and thought that this was just normal for everyone. This fanfiction is also to show that incestuous relations can mess up the psychological processes of children, and confuse them on what love is and is not. I do not advocate or promote incest in any way, fashion, or form.

Apple Pie

Granny Smith told me one time about love and how it works. She told me that there were several different kinds of love. That sometimes love comes in a different kinda way than your friends and even your family. I think what I have with my big sis, Applejack, is just what Granny Smith told me about. She’s always tellin’ me how much she loves to have me as a little sister, and that I’m the most special pony anypony could ask for. Sometimes she shows her affection to me in ways that I never knew about till she showed me. At first, it felt weird that I would do those kinds of things with my own sister. To this day, it still is kinda weird. But Applejack tells me that it’s okay, and that it’s our own secret. A sisters-only type of secret that I can’t tell nopony.

Some days it’s fun because I get to spend a lot of time with my big sis. Even if all we do are those things with our bodies, it don’t matter much because she always tells me she loves me when we do them. For some reason, though, we always have to do them in her apple cellar. She says that she don’t want nopony else to share our secret, because if that were to happen, I might not see her ever again. I don’t understand why or how, but she’s told me over and over to keep it quiet. So, I’ve kept it quiet for as long as I could remember. I guess it’s kinda uh good thing that I can be so close with my sister. It makes me wonder if Sweetie Belle does this with Rarity. She sure should because it would make her feel real special and good inside.

There was one day that somepony almost found out about me and Applejack’s special secret. Applejack had just got done harvesting some of the apples from the west field, and I was helpin’ her to bring them back to the barn to be sorted. I was walkin’ alongside her, feeling the heat of the sun warm my mane, when she nudged me a bit.

“So, Apple Bloom, ya still gonna bring that there saddle to yer show and tell tomorrow?” She asked me with that same sweet smile she’d always give me.

I nodded with excitement, because the saddle was passed down in our family for the longest time. I knew it was the coolest thing in Ponyville ever, and my whole class would love it.

“You bet, sis! But… I probably shouldn’t tell them about that one time that we used it fer-“

Suddenly, Applejack stopped pulling the carts of apples, and looked down to me, her cheerful smile and attitude gone. I could feel my ears fall backward as she yelled at me.

“No, Apple Bloom! What have I told ya about us?!”

Applejack’s usually bright, green eyes darkened, and lost their color as they stared me down. I didn’t know what it was, but that happened every time somethin’ like this was brought up. She even had a real scared look in the middle of her eyes that was just barely noticeable. Was she really that scared about everypony else finding out?

“You…” I began to feel my body trying to sink into the ground, making itself smaller, “Y-You said to never tell no pony… Or… Or I’d have ta go away.”

I saw Applejack’s body relax and she sighed. I guess she realized that I didn’t mean no harm, and that it was just a question. I wouldn’t tell nopony about what went on between us. I knew it was more special than everypony else, and I didn’t want to lose it.

“Ah… Ah’m sorry, Apple Bloom…” Applejack said before she brought my face up and put her lips against mine.

Her lips were always so soft, and it always gave me the feeling that butterflies had come to life within my tummy. Sometimes it felt weird when she would put her tongue in my mouth. It was like an eel that was playing around in my mouth, trying to get out but couldn’t. I could feel my face getting warm when her breath moved across my face.

“Applejack, shouldn’t we uh-“ I tried to say, but was cut off when one of her hooves reached my private area. Applejack always said that no one else was supposed to touch there, but it was okay for her to touch there. She said only big sisters could do that. Not even doctors could touch there. It felt funny, and it made my body shiver sometimes, like I was cold but I never was. It always made me warmer instead.

“Applejack! Ya need to hurry up with them apples!”

I could hear my big brother McIntosh yell toward us. Was he coming over here? He must have been because Applejack stopped what she was doing, and turned around to face our brother who was already standing right next to us.

“I’m tryin’! Can’t you help with getting some of the other apples?” Applejack yelled at him, her voice sounding like it was on a bumpy road or something.

“Eeyup.”

I would have expected Applejack to tell him thanks or something like that. But she didn’t. Instead, she kept moving ahead, not even looking to see if I was still following her or not. I looked over to Big McIntosh who was watching her walk off. He looked like he was trying to figure something out in his head, but he couldn’t quite find it. Before long, he looked down to me, gave me a smile, and just walked off. It left me wondering what just happened.

I didn’t understand what had happened between my brother and sister that day. All’s I knew was that Applejack was really rough on me when I arrived at the barn to help her sort the apples. We did what we would usually do that night, but it actually hurt this time. Even though I was crying and telling her to stop, she wouldn’t. She kept telling me she loved me, kept kissing me, and doing those weird things to my body. It was the first time that it didn’t feel special no more. We had been doin’ this for as long as I could remember, and every time it felt special. But this time didn’t. Not at all.

***

After that one weird day, we didn’t do things like that anymore. She didn’t even say a word to me. I cried and cried, and asked her several times when we were alone why she didn’t love me no more. She told me one night after I begged her for an answer, “Apple Bloom, I still love you. We just have to be careful now.”

I didn’t understand a thing. I wanted to talk to someone about what was happening between me and my big sis, but I knew if I did, I’d never see her again. She’d be taken away from me, and I’d have to live someplace else that I didn’t want to. I thought about talking to Granny Smith about it, but she just gave me the love talk again when I asked her what it was. I’d already heard her tell me it before, so she was no help to me.

I didn’t have anypony to talk to, not even my own sister that I loved so much. I couldn’t find a reason for what she meant by being careful now. We were always careful, and I hadn’t known what was wrong with me. We weren’t doing nothing wrong. She told me that what we were doing was special and okay, so why did we stop?

“Applejack…” I asked her again, “Why did we stop?”

She finally looked at me and sighed. She smiled and put her hat on my head, which confused me. She only did that when she was trying to make me feel better. Sometimes it worked, but right now, it just made me feel even more sad and scared.

“Apple Bloom, you should know I love you.” She said, her smile the biggest I’d seen it in a while.

“Nopony’s found out about our secret, Applejack. I kept it a secret, I didn’t tell anypony, I swear it!” I yelled louder than I meant to. I could feel my eyes starting to water up, my sight becoming fuzzier because of the tears.

Suddenly my sister’s smile was gone, and she sighed. She wiped the tears from my face, trying her best to keep them off my cheeks. She pulled me into a hug, which I happily gave back. This was the first time she’d touched me since that day with Big McIntosh.

“C'mon, little sis.”

***

I knew what was happening next as we walked up to the entrance of her apple cellar. I couldn’t help but feel a smile come onto my face as she opened the door for me, and led me inside. Even though it was a warm day outside, the cellar was really cold. I never understood how it could be warm outside, but not be warm in the cellar.

After we reached the bottom of the cellar, Applejack flipped the light switch on, lighting up the whole room to show that it was like a tool shed made for apples. This place held lotsa memories for me. If it didn’t, then I might have found this place creepy or even scary. But since this was me and my sister’s special place, it was like home. Applejack pulled me into a tight hug, kissing me on the lips like she normally did. It made me feel better and made me feel like she really did love me afterall.

“Don’t ever think I don’t love you, Apple Bloom. You’re the most special pony in the world, and I want you to feel that.”

The rest of the day, we did our secret things. It made me feel like I was wanted and loved, and more than anything, made me feel like I had my sister back. I couldn’t fully take in just how normal it made me felt. Even though Applejack never said anything about other sisters and if they had this special time with each other, I somehow believed that they all had their own ways of showing love to one another. When I thought of it like that, it made me and Applejack’s secret feel even specialer.

Sometimes when Applejack would lick at my private parts, or put things into me, which always hurt at first but then feels good, I feel connected with her and feel like she’s more than a sister to me. I never want it to end, because she makes me feel like I’m the best sister in the whole world.

***

I woke up the next morning to Applejack shaking me. She shook me so hard, it began to hurt.

“Applejack, what’re ya doin?!” I yelled at her, trying to shake her off of me.

“We hafta go, Apple Bloom. Right now. Get up.” She said real fast.

I didn’t have time to ask her why we should get up now. Especially since it was still dark outside, and the rooster hadn’t even crowed yet. It was way too early. Yet Applejack was rushing about my room, grabbing a suitcase and throwing different things of mine into it. I started to get a little scared because she was doing it so quickly. Like a monster was coming after her or something.

I jumped out of bed, and tried to stop Applejack from packing my things.

“A-Applejack, I don’t unders-“

“Just shut up, an’ follow me!” She yelled at me, her tone meaner than I’d ever heard it in my life. She sounded as scared as she looked, which only scared me more. Why was she scared? What was happening?

“Please, Apple Bloom… I’ll explain later. Just right now-“

Applejack was cut off at the sound of our front door downstairs being busted open. I was really scared now, and didn’t know what was happening at all. My sister looked to my door as two deep voices started yelling my name and Applejack’s. She stopped the packing, allowing the suitcase to drop to the floor, unfinished.

“C’mere, Apple Bloom.” She said as she made her way to the wall that was directly across from my door. She sat down against it, holding her front legs out in an open way.

Still scared, I just ran into her arms, letting her hug me tightly. I couldn’t see her face, but I could tell by her voice that she was crying.

“Apple Bloom… Never let anyone else tell you that I never loved you. I love you with all my heart because you are...,” She stopped talking for a second, trying to catch her breath, “…the most special sister and pony in Equestria.”

I leaned my back against her more as she tightened her hug. I could feel her lightly kiss the top of my head just as the deep voices became closer. I closed my eyes.

I somehow knew there was no point in asking questions anymore. There was something in the way that Applejack kissed me one last time, hugged me, and spoke to me, that told me not to say anything. Even as the two colts in the suits came and forced us away from one another, I couldn’t say anything. I cried and yelled, kicking at the bigger pony that held me back from my sister, but no words came out.

All that ran through my mind that night was what went wrong and how did they find out about me and Applejack’s special secret? We weren’t hurtin’ nopony, so why did they have to take my sister away? She loved me in a way that no one could ever understand, and now they took her away from me.

I couldn’t believe what had happened, and went into a state that they kept on calling shock. I didn’t know what all these ponies were doing to me now. They kept talking to me, asking what Applejack had done to me. I didn’t say a word about it because I had to keep it a secret still. What we did was special, and these ponies would never ever steal that away from me. She showed me a different kind of love that I can never find again.

I never found out where they took Applejack, and I never saw her again. Every day I cried and cried, asking only for Applejack, but they never told me anything. They wouldn’t. It made me mad, sometimes. I just wanted my sister back because I loved her more than anything. I’m just glad ta know that even though I would never see her again, she would always love me. She thought I was special, and made me feel special. I didn’t care what others said. I didn’t care that they thought it was bad or wrong.

She was the best sister ever, and I was the most special pony in the world to her.