More than he bargained for

As promised the cowgirl took Sam to Ponyville to meet her family, both Granny Smith and Big Mac were very skeptical about the thought of some human with Applejack after some time finally warmed up to the idea. Applebloom and her visiting cousin Babs seed were still a bit curious about Applejack's new friend but didn't make a big deal out of it. But I do want to address one thing: in the short amount of time I have been working at the farm my muscle mass has been somewhat increasing making a slightly more impressive version of me, I wonder if abnormal muscle growth due to the environment was even possible. Must be because if horses with magical horns and wings exist why can't that be real?

Me and Applejack was currently picking apples at the time when Applejack cleared her throat to get his attention.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing wrong.........I was just wondering when do you want to talk about having youngins of our own?"

"Youngins? You mean........kids?" I stammered obviously caught completely off guard.

The universe helped me out of the awkward situation by putting me in a new one: me falling off the ladder I was standing on causing me to hit the ground with a heavy thud.

"Sam! You okay!?!?" Applejack yelled as she climbed down her ladder to join the human on the ground.

I luckily suffered no bodily damage but couldn't say the same about my shirt which had a giant tear across the chest area most likely made by hitting a tree branch.

"You wouldn't know anyone who can fix this do you?" I asked looking at the large tear.

Fortunately she did, apparently a pony named Rarity who lived in a boutique like house in Ponyville. I headed over there as fast as I could, after knocking on the front door at least three times before finally deciding to enter. Upon entering I immediately heard a voice.

"Sweetiebelle? Is that you? I told you a thousand and one times not to leave your dirty shoes on my new carpet or there will be consequences."

A snow white pony with a stylish purple mane wearing nothing but a towel wrapped around her waist soon came walking down the stairs but froze in place when she spotted me.

"Uh, hi?" I said with a slight wave.

"Uh, hello. Can I help you?"

"I kinda need help fixing a tear if you don't mind."

"Not at all, clothes are my specialty. Just one second please."

The mare said before running back up the stairs only to return a split second later fully dressed in a simple purple sweater showing off a very generous amount of cleavage and a ruby red skirt.

"Okay, let's see what I have to work with." She said right before grabbing my pants.

She was about to pull them down if I hadn't stopped her by grabbing onto her shoulders.

"What are you doing!?!" I asked.

"What you asked me to do of course darling, help you with your wardrobe problem. Now would you mind taking your pants off for me if you would be so kind please?"

"I was referring to the giant tear in my shirt." I said pointing at said tear.

Rarity blinked twice before responding.

"Oh! Of course, how silly of me. I thought that was just part of you're style dear. A sort of standing tough guy look if you will."

Nice cover up, I'll give her that much. I sighed loudly before surrendering my shirt to the tailor who immediately turn and ran up the stairs with it in hand leaving me to my lonesome. About a full minute later she returned with a newly made shirt designed to look like my old one.

"Wow, it looks brand new. What did you do to it?"

"Nothing, I simply made an entirely new shirt for just stitching the old one would just leave a giant stich thus make you look uncivilized which I hope isn't the case. Although I must say I do like you're shirtless physique, have you ever consider being a model?"

"Can I just have the shirt back now?"

"Sure, allow me."

She placed the piece of clothing over my head and slowly began pulling down while also getting the chance to feel my newly formed muscles on the way down.

"Truly Magnificent." She whispered.

"What was that?"

"Nothing."

"Okay then.....how much do I owe you?" I said reaching for my wallet.

"A better question is what can I do for you?" She asked giving me the same sultry look Applejack used on me yesterday.

The white mare sat me down onto a chair before slowly unbuttoning the buttons to her sweater.

"Uh, Rarity I don't think this is a very good idea. I'm kind of already in a relationsh-" I began but was silenced by a finger being pressed against my mouth.

"Shhhhhh. Applejack doesn't have to know dear, let's keep it a secret between us shall we?"

At this point she was done unbuttoning her sweaters letting me get a good look at her chest, ensnared behind a purple bra coated in gems was two very large white pillow like orbs. She grabbed both my hands and placed them against her soft chest before letting out a slight moan, my hands however awoke and was unsatisfied with her boobs. They took the liberty of slithering down her enticing hourglass body only to reach their desired destination: that soft plot of hers, she gave off an even louder moan as I began massaging underneath the white cheeks before giving the right one a good slap causing her to cry out in pain but enjoyed the feel nonetheless.

"Oh my, you do know how to please a classy mare like me." She moaned between breaths.

I didn't know why I was doing this knowing that Applejack would be upset with me if she found out but another voice creped into my head.

"You are enjoying this aren't you? It doesn't matter what happens later, what does matter is the pent up stress you're releasing on her correct?"

I didn't who this voice was or why my body was listening to it and not me but I continued to please the now panting Rarity if I wanted to or not.

And I did a little.

"No, this isn't right. I like Applejack, not her." I thought trying to convince my body to stop it's actions but the voice in my head urged on.

"Mmmm but the feeling you are experiencing........it melts your insides doesn't it? I know a certain dragon that would do anything to be with the mare you are with now. He'd even go without eating for a month to be in the position you are in now. Live the dream."

"No. This isn't a dream I want. Applejack, forgive me please."

That last thought put me back in control, I stopped my hands from continuing their dirty ritual and bolted out the door.

"Call me!" Rarity called out as she watch him go.

I ran until my leg muscles burned causing me to stop. Too many questions filled my head: who did that voice belong to? Where did it come from? And why was it so keen on getting me laid? Just too may questions. That's when a paper airplane hit my head and fell to the ground. I picked it up and unfolded it revealing a message made to look like that of a ransom note:

"I've been seeing you around and you look like you could use a friend. Come to Sugar cube corner if you are interested but come alone.

Yours truly,

Pinkie-I mean Anonymous."

Well if this isn't a trap I don't know what is but I got to admit: I was hungry for something sweet.