Chapters Author's Note
THE AUTHOR WOULD LIKE TO SAY A FEW WORDS
BUT IF YOU DON'T CARE GO AHEAD
I DON'T REALLY GIVE A FUCK
Prologue War
The darkness of the night covered the burning city. Clouds of smoke haunted the night sky, not letting a single speck of light shine through the dark night. Metal rained down upon the two great armies, blood soaked the Rocky soil. The earth moaned in pain as motors cracked the earth Leaving scares behind. The once proud and powerful city that once stood was set aflame by the German army. desperately, England and France try to drive the invaders back. But where unable to stop there massive army. The French's government was began to collapse due to Hitler's wrath, and they tried desperately to defend there last city under French rule.
Near a old wooden church stood one of the few squads that where left in France. The Germans charged at the remaining French infantry. Bullets flew, piercing the flesh of men on both sides. both sides tried desperate to get out of the way of the deadly rain of metal that could destroy a man. snipers from the roofs of abandon buildings sent a rain of metal down at the charging on German infantry. The Germans repaid them with big heavy brutes that all soldiers fear. They're enormous killer shells could kill a whole squad of solider with one hit. They where know for there heavy metal plated armor that made it impossible penetrate.
"Get ready men!" Screamed general Scot.
"Enemy tanks spotted on left flank!" Nervous inform a near by soldier. "We need anti-tanks now!"
Thousands of German soldiers clashed with the remaining French soldiers. Both sides grabbed whatever they could to defend themself with. Blood soaked the damped earth, but nether side back down. Snipers rained down metal from above. Panzers shot at infantry troops. Pushing there way to the front line, and planes fought for control of the skies. Fighting for control of the city.
"RUNNING LOW ON AMMO!" Screamed a French soldier hiding running along a enormous trench.
"ENEMIES ARE BREAKING THRO.." The soldier was cut off as a bullet quickly pierced the man's head.
Scot grabbed his trusty sidearm from the leather strap around his waist. Quickly, his first shot meet with the head of a charging enemy. A stream of blood poured from the poor soldier's head. The life in his eyes faded into darks. Trying desperately to hold his position. Scot quickly pulled the pin of a grenade. Gunning it to the enemy lines blowing a hole in the Germans advanced, but was quick filled up by the endless amount of advancing troops from behind.
"PREPARE THE MOTORS!" He order.
Several French Soldiers prepared the cylinder like tubes with deadly bombs that cared enough horsepower to demolish a small house. Nervously, the soldiers aimed there motors toward the advancing army.
"MOTORS LOADED!" Shouted a nervous solider positioning it just above the advancing troops.
"AIM, FIRE!" Scot Yelled.
The night sky filled with round burst of fire and metal crashed down the German army, sending thousands of them running to safety. It was now the French's turn to attack. The remaining troops with all there courage and bravery charged at the retreating Germans.
"ATTACK!" Yelled the brave troops pushing to the front line.
The troops charged, shooting at the fleeing enemy. The Germans tried desperately to climb over the remains of a demolished house on a run downed street. One by one the German soldiers fell to the blood soak ground of there fall in brothers. Surprised, The French watched there unstoppable enemies run from them. They throw there helmets celebrating there amazing victory. firing there load guns into the dark night sky, but there victory was cut short as a enormous explosion interrupt there celebration.
Nervously, Scot climbed over the remains of the house, looking out to the open street only to see the fury of a thousand men charge. There eyes filled with a lust for blood. They're bullets destroyed the French army sending hundreds running for safety. Scot desperately ran for cover hiding from the advancing troops.
"FALL BACK!" Scot screamed.
The soldiers ran for safety, but the German forces stopped them in there tracks killing anyone they saw. One by one the French began to fall. Scot watch as his fellow brother in fell to there knees. Scot crawled towards a fall in comrade, hoping not to get spotted by the enemy. slowly, Scot pulled out a small radio from a fall in comrade.
"hornets nest this is general Scot over." He whispered into the radio.
"This is hornets nest over, what's your progress so far general?" Asked a eager voice from the other side.
"The Germans have broken through." he answered," you need to evacuate the building, tell Charles to destroy all information on element 117."
"Roger that." They replied with a bitter taste of defeat." General well sent troops to help evacuate your remaining troops and."
"No, don't send anyone!" he interrupted. "Save your strength, and fall back."
"Copy, good bye general." They replied.
The radio died, leaving nothing but the sound of gunfire and the cries of fall men. The air was filled with the smell of death. Scot looked over the small stone that protected him from the enemy fire. Slowly he grabs the nearest gun and waited. His eyes close shut with a deep breath he points his gun to the face of a enemy. Find your target, keep steady, and fire.
Something has gone wrong. We don't seem to have an archived copy of that chapter. Charles eye's shoot open, His body trembling with fear. His body drench in sweat. After finally releasing it was all a dream he sighed in relief, taking in the soft sweet smell of the confronting air. He looked around. Confused, his eyes observed the setting. Taking in only that he was some where in a forest like area full of apple trees by the looks of it. Charles got up on his four legs. noticing, a few strange changes in his body; First off he could swore that he had two legs not four, his body seemed to be covered in some sort of dark red fur.
"What a dream." he whispered to himself placing his hoof on his head.
When lowering his hoof he noticed a strange symbol craved into his skin. It was shaped as a fire ball, with a small circle in the middle.
"What does it mean, and why is it carved into my skin." He thought to himself.
There always seemed to be questions, but no answers. He looked around hoping to find some sort of civilization. The only present was apple trees, and the soft green grass. With a sigh, he looked up at the clear beautiful blue sky, barley able to take notice of his growling stomach. The scent of apple in the refreshing air made his mouth water. He looked up at the fully grown trees that bared a beautiful shade of red balls that hanged from the trees.
With a growing sense hunger, Charles impatiently tried to climb the enormous tree's branches. With his clumsy footing and lack in fingers, He quickly found himself with a mouth full of grass. Landing face first into the unforgiving earth. It didn't take long for him to feel the rush of pain in his face and upper torsos.
"Ok tree you won that one." he growled.
Once again Charles attempted to climb the huge tree again. Trying a new technique, he wrapped one his limbs around the limb of the tree. Pulling his way up one of the branches snapped cause him to fall back onto the harden ground. Slowly, he got up from the so call soft grass that barely help ease the fall.
He looked up at the tree. Carefully, he placed one hoof on a near by branch. Pulling himself up and threw his other hoof onto another near by branch trying to balance out the weight so it wouldn't snap. Pulling himself on a near by branch to rest, he was finally high enough to reach one of the dozens of apples on the tree. Smiling, Charles picked the ripest and biggest apple he could reach. balancing his weight on a branch, his relaxed body ready to sink his teeth into the sweet red ball.
"What ya doing up there in my tree!" shouted a near by voice catching Charles off guard.
Charles, lossing his balance, fell from the tree landing on the harsh ground. His body swelled up with pain, and dirt stained his dark red fur. He opened one eye to see a freckled face, emerald eye, orange colored horse, with a cowboy hat standing right above him.
"For F**k sack," whined Charles spitting out a mouth full of dirt," why couldn't you just give me a sign or spoke in a normal voice like a normal person , I just got up there."
"Well I grew them here Apple trees, so ya better quite your complain ya rotten little thief!" she replied in a aggressive tone.
"Look miss, I'm many things, but a thief ain't one of them!" He barked back.
"Oh, so ya saying them here apples have been eating them self for the past six days." She argued.
Charles got rid of the dirt in his eyes, and got up from the green grass. The apple land right next to the in print of his body in the "soft" flexible grass. His fur was covered in sweat, dirt, grass, and God knows what else, and his eye's where irritated with the second wave of dirt.
"Look miss, not that didn't mean to show any hostility to you, but I didn't eat your stupid apples, I just got up there!" he barked getting up on his four limbs.
"Well then, who did!" She barked back.
"I sure as hell don't know who didn't, but I know i didn't, so goodbye cowgirl!" He yelled mocking her voice.
He turned around avoiding her hostile gaze. Hoping to as far away from the deranged horse as he could. She began to yell at him telling him to come back or else. Ignoring the crazy female horse, he keep walking away from her. Until he felt something tight around his neck, yanking him back towards her. The thing around his neck tighten with every ounce of resistance he applied.
"Well if ya ain't willing to work for stealing, then I'll force ya." She growled.
"Sure you will." He responded gasping for breath.
He kicked the insane horse in the knee, causing her legs to clumsily give into her weight. She screamed in pain as Charles untried the role around his neck. He looked back at the horse. Giving her a cocky smile acompany with wink, but she returned the favor. By slamming her hoof up against his family jewels. A rush of pain ripped up his spine, causing him to scream out in pain. He fell onto the ground moaning in pain.
"Out of all places, you had to hit that one." He whimpered covering his family tree.
"Don't feel so good now, does it stallion." She mocked him." By the way ma name is Applejack."
Charles whimpered in response. She kicked him onto his back, and tied his four hoofs together. She then dragged him across the dirt floor hitting rocks, tree roots, and what ever else was on the ground. The only thing he could see was the sky and the almost endless amount of trees that laid ahead. The beating sun burned his pelt as she dragged him across the filthy earth.
After a hour or so of staring at the blue sky, and the endless amount of bashing and hitting any sort of objects in the way. Did Applejack finally decided to stop. His body ached in pain, and the scorching heat from the sun made his the fur on his body feel sticky and wet. Charles looked over his tied hoofs to see a large house with a farm next to it. Applejack walked into the front door of the house, leaving him outside by himself. Quickly, he look around for anything sharp to cut the rope. He was able to spot a ax, but the problem was that it was way too far for him to reach. He sighed resting his head on the soft green grass.
"What a great day to be me." He sighed quietly to himself.
He began to try to think his way out. After a few minutes of thinking of a escape plan, which felt like ages did he thought of something. If he could just reach the rope. He could attempt to bite threw it, or weakening enough to where he could break it. It wasn't a flawless plan, but it's better than nothing. He began to try and reach the rope with his teeth. He exuded his neck trying to reach the rope. After many trails and errors was he finally successful. His teeth clamped down hard on the foul tasting leather like substance. Did he began to grind his teeth against the strengthen fibers. Slowly, it loosen until a hung chunk of it snapped off. The foul taste of the fiber lingered in his throat.
"That's a taste I'll never get out of my moath." He whispered spitting out the remaining fibers.
He got up on his four legs, just in time to see Applejack walk out of the house with a little horse on her side. She stared at him in disbelief, surprised that he was able to escape.
"Well Applejack, looks like you made it just in time to see me make a run for it." He called.
He bolted away from the house. Applejack quickly chased after him. He ran through the endless amount of Apple trees, dodging and jumping over what ever got in his way. He looked over his shoulder to see Applejack follow right behind him.
"Time to loose this try hard." He grinned scoping the scene.
He spotted a rough stretch of land. Quickly he bolted to the right of a apple tree. He made a run for it with Applejack right on his tail. His breath was fast and steady. They approach the rough stretch of land and fast. Charles jump over the root of a over grown tree, landing on his four limbs perfectly. Then swiftly he dodged the two enormous trees that land in front of him. Jumping over there over sized roots landing onto the soft grass. His body quickly shifted to the left to dodge a huge boulder that blocked his path. He looked over his shoulder to see Applejack out of sight.
He grinned thinking that he lost her, only to collided with some sort of object. He fell onto the rough soil. His back scraping along The rough terrain. He moaned as the a figure appear above him. His pelt was a reddish color, with a orange mane, his eye's was a the same emerald color as Applejacks. Behind him Applejack appeared.
"Well, looks like we got a runner." She gasped for breath." Thanks big brother."
"Your welcome sis." He nodded.
"Why does everyone here have to get in the way." Charles moaned in pain rolling onto the side of his belly.
"Need any help big brother, 'my friend here' wouldn't mind helping ya out since he has so much energy." She offered.
"Not really little sis, everything is just about raped up." he answered looking back towards a wagon full of apples.
"How about there wagon, he could pull it back to the farm, give ya old back a rest." She suggested.
Charles looked over to the wagon. He could help, but feel tease about the idea of pulling a cart full of apples across half the land in the blistering hot heat. Just the thought of it maybe his body ach.
"Well.. I guess it wouldn't hurt to let him try." He responded rubbing the back of his head.
"Show any resistance, and I'll make sure that y'all get the proper punishment." She whispered into his ear placing her hoof in between his two back legs.
Charles gulped at the response. He felt Applejack pick him up from the filthy ground, and shove him toward the wagon. Obeying to her every command, once she was done tying the hundred pound wagon to his back did she allow him to move.
"All right stallion follow me back to the farm." She grinned.
Charles gave her a annoyed look. He pulled the what felt like two thousand tons of apples, toward Applejack follow her every footstep for what felt like hours. The heat from the heat from the beating sun burned his exposed back. His muscle ached with every step, and sweat covered his entire body. Applejack looked back at him, giving him amusement of how he was coping with the objective. She slowed down just a little to speak with him.
"Well how ya doing." She mocked.
Charles didn't responded.
"I'm doing fine, even though I did have to chase you down about half way across the field." She continued. "Don't worry we have about a hour left to go, until we reach our destination."
Charles gulped in response as the words two hours echoed in his ears. Two more hours of pulling two tons worth of apples across a field with the scorching heat . The only thing shielding him from the burning gaze of the sun was the apple trees, but even they annoyed him as the twinges and sharp rocks cut his legs up like swish cheese.
"How long do I have to do this." Charles asked.
"Hmm, I don't know about two weeks." she shrugged.
"Two weeks, I'll be died by then." He thought to himself.
After days of non-stop work, pulling wagons, harvesting apples and crops, and cleaning just about everything as well as fixing every bloody broken down thing in the house. The only place he was allowed to go unattended was in the farm, everywhere else he went someone had to supervise him. Everyone seemed to ignore what he said, even the little brat Appleblome. Who seems to never shut up when told to. His back had a few to no blisters surprisingly, and his fur was covered with dirt, grass, and sweat for the last 5 days and a half. Things couldn't be any better.
He sighed in relief as the sun began to set. His tease shoulders rested. His body ached, and his eyes felt heavy with every passing second. He wobbled toward the barn only to see Applejack stand near the entrance. She looked at him with soft eyes.
" Ya did good out there stallion." She complemented.
"Thanks Applejack," he yawned walking past her.
She stopped him in his tracks looking into his eyes
"I just want to thank ya for what did around the farm, it means a awful lot to us, I know we been mighty hard on ya, but we appreciate you're help, and we, I mean I wanted to invite ya to stay in our lovely home, would ya like that." She smiled.
Charles looked at her with a questionable look, but gave her a simply nod.
"Well if ya want to stay the night y'll gonna need to take a bath first, we can't have you smelling like a rotting corpses." She joked.
"Trust me I know." He thought to himself.
They both walked together toward the front entrance of her house. Applejack lead Charles up the stairs toward the bathroom down the hall. She opened the door, revealing the bathroom. It wasn't very big or small. It had all the basic needs. It was around the same size small of a small bed room, decorated with apples, of course. She twisted the shower knob, and out sprayed a ray of clean, hot water. Slowly, she entered the ray of hot water, letting out small sigh of relief. The water ran down her beautiful orange pelt, and drenched her pretty blond giving it a beautiful sparkle. Her eyes sparkled like emeralds as she stared into Charles.
She took notice in Charles interest towards her, and began to make her move. She stood up exposing cutie mark. Charles couldn't help but stare. His eyes stared at her beautiful, hot, round ass where her cutie mark laid. She began to tease him by slowly moving her tail. Revealing the bottom of her marehood. He could feel his member began to harden with every passing second he started at it.
Charles could feel himself beginning to blush at the sight; his checks turned a bright red as Applejack bent over showing of her sexy hot ass. Her cheeks turned into a bright shade of red as she moved her tail revealing her mouth watering sex. Charles could feel his harden member twitch with the urge to be pleasured. Applejack placed her hoof right on top of her exposed pussy. Slowly stroking it with her hoof. She let out small whimpers of pleasure as she continued to pleasure herself. Her juices soaked into her fur, blending with the warm water. She slowly began to pick up speed. Her whimpers turned into moans. She drove the tip of her hoof deeper into her soft warm clit. Charles watched his eye's hypnotized to her soft juicy clit. His mouth began to water, and her moans only made his harden member beg for her touch. Coming towards her peak, Applejack was able to stop. Pulling her hoof away from clit.
"Come on stallion." She teased. "Don't ya want to have some fun."
Charles walked towards her. The rush of the warm water drenched his red color fur. She gently push her lips against his. They're tongues intertwine. Applejack aggressive tongue dominated Charles. She want to explore every inch of his mouth. Her apple flavor breath made Charles want more of her. Slowly, Applejack gently laid Charles on the floor of the shower. She rubbed Charle's harden member. Waves of pleasure rushed to his head with every stroke. Her speed increased with every passing second, causing intense pleasure to rush to his head. She pulled back from there kiss, staring at Charles harden erection.
Her soft warm tongue teased his harden member. Licking the tip of his rock hard sex. Charles harden dick slowly entered Applejack's warm wet mouth. Rushing of pleasure rippled up his spine. Applejack got in a more comfortable possession, showing of her sex. Charles couldn't take his eyes off her marvelous sweet pussy. Charles placed his hoofs on her cutie mark. Massaging her sexy ass. She moaned at the feel of his touch. She drove her mouth deeper into his wide hard shaft. Charles lowered her hind legs, allowing his tongue to reach her sweet juicy clit.
"Ya sure are Thirsty aren't ya." Applejack moaned releasing her grip on his member.
Charles drove his tongue into her soft, warm, juicy clit. She tasted just like a apple. She strocked Charles shaft while she nibbled at the tip his cock. He let out a load moan as she pick up speed. Charles returned the favor by massaging her drenched sex with his hoof, and licked the bottom of her exposed pussy. She whimpered as he drove his hoof deeper into her wet sex.
"Charles Shove.. your hoof deeper Into my soft clit." She moaned.
Charles did as he was told, driving his hoof deeper into AppleJack's soft entrance. She squeal with every ounce of pressure he applied. Her sex was drenched In her juices. Charles placed his spare hoof on his hard member. Pleasuring it the best he could. Applejack's moans turned into shrieks. Charles could feel his peak approach and fast. He picked up more speed pleasing him and Applejack. Trying desperately to hold back his seman. He couldn't hold it any longer. His harden member let out a stream of his fluids. Applejack came with in seconds after his. Her fluids spirited all over Charles face. Both of them gasped for air, there body's tired but pleased. Applejack was the first to move. She got up on her four hoofs.
"That was.. fun." She admitted turning off the shower head.
"Yes it was." He replied gasping for breath.
After Both of them dried there drench fur. Applejack invited Charles to sleep with her in her room. He nodded In response laying next to her in her soft silk like bed. He wrapped his hoof around her exposed waist, pulling her close to him. There body's exchange heat keeping each warm.
"What's ya name stallion." Applejack asked turning her beautiful emerald eyes towards him.
"My name is Charles." He whispered into her ears.
They both laid next to each other, Cuddling.
Author's Note
Hope ya enjoyed and like always hope ya enjoyed. <-- I really need to stop doing that
Anyway what's your favorite pony my is probably twilight, but I don't know I'm 9000 years old
And like always I hope ya enjoyed =^)