The bright light of day shone down on Sweet Apple Acres, where an especially large and brawny stallion was busy catching some z's in the shade of one of the apple trees. Only, something about it was a little bit... off. The stallion in question, Troubleshoes Clyde, woke up from his slumber feeling the heat of the summer sun on part of his body. The rest of him was protected by the leaves. With his eyes still closed, he noticed that the surface beneath him didn't feel like the soft, cozy bed he had fallen asleep in. Instead it felt hard and very rough and.... wooden.

When Troubleshoes finally opened his eyes, he was shocked to find that none of his surroundings looked familiar. He was completely surrounded by abnormally large leaves and lying on a giant tree branch. He then noticed that one of the other branches had an apple hanging from it. He had no idea how, but somehow, Troubleshoes had woken up in a giant apple tree.

The brown and white stallion clamped onto the branch for dear life, noticing the roughly hundred foot drop to the ground, and scooted a little further out to the edge to get a better idea of where exactly he was. He stopped when he could tell that there were dozens if not hundreds of other apple trees all around him. This must've been Sweet Apple Acres, he reasoned, but how did he get here? And why was he so tiny by comparison. Usually, Troubleshoes was the largest pony around everywhere he went, but now he was barely bigger than a bumblebee.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of footsteps approaching. He looked out into the distance and who should he see walking over the hill but the dazzling head honcho of Sweet Apple Acres herself, Applejack. In Troubleshoes' opinion, Applejack was pretty much the perfect mare. Strong, intelligent, friendly as a dog, nurturing and a feisty spirit. Not to mention she was gorgeous as the day is long. All the reasons why he had such strong feelings for her.

Each step of the giant country mare's feet made the ground tremble as the shrunken stallion struggled to keep a tight grip on the branch. She paused and looked up at the very same tree that he was hanging from. A sense of hope washed over him as he wondered if she had actually detected him up there. Her stomach growled as she lay a hand on her belly.

"Boy, do I got a case of the munchies," she said to herself. Troubleshoes watched in disappointment as the orange farm pony reached up and grabbed a big shiny apple hanging from the same branch as him. Unfortunately, the fruit was being stubborn and the more Applejack tried to pluck it from its perch, the more violently the branch shook, making it impossible for the tiny pony dangling from it to hold on. Finally, the poor guy lost his grip and fell down, landing softly on top of AJ's stetson hat. When AJ finally managed to pull the apple from the tree, she took a bite out of it and carried on down her path.

Troubleshoes regained his composure as he found himself sitting on the soft fabric of Applejack's hat and riding along with her to an unknown destination. The stallion really wasn't surprised by her refusal to let her snack go. She never was one to give in without a fight. He had first taken a shine to her after his innocence was proven at the Appaloosa Rodeo. Even though she told him that she had developed an interest in him too, she still made him work to earn her affection. It took four dates, several gifts and numerous displays of his strength, skills and passion, but eventually, she finally let him off the hook and agreed for them to be an official item. AJ may have treated it all like a game, but she really did care about him deeply and thought he was something very special. Besides, getting to be with a mare like Applejack was worth every bit of effort on his part.

Finally, Applejack reached her destination: a grassy clearing with a bright sparkling pond in the center. It was the Apple family's own private swimming hole. The water shimmered brightly in the sunlight with the sun beating down and a faint breeze in the air. It was definitely a good day for a swim. AJ threw away the remains of her apple and spread out the towel she'd brought with her onto the grass. As she took off her hat and placed it on the ground, the tiny stallion on it called out her name to try and get her attention, but his cries went totally unheard. His voice was just too small and silent for the colossal mare to hear.

Suddenly, Applejack started to unbutton her shirt. Troubleshoes blushed and tried to not to look. It was very impolite for a gentlecolt to watch a lady undress when she didn't want to be seen. And yet, he just couldn't keep from staring at her beautiful form. When she removed her flannel shirt, he couldn't help but gaze in awe at what her bright red bikini top was supporting. Applejack's bust was one of the biggest in all of Ponyville, rivaled only by Rarity's. The apple farmer was practical famous for her enormous breasts, though she didn't seem aware of it. They were like two colossal, soft orange globes that bounced every time she walked. Troubleshoes stared as she gave a stretch that put a strain against her top.

Honestly, everything about her body was absolutely stunning. Her soft, tan orange coat, her luscious golden mane and tail, her sparkling emerald eyes and those adorable freckles on her cheeks. She was a true vision of southern beauty.

The next things to go were her boots, socks and lastly, her pants. As Applejack lowered her jeans to her ankles, her large luscious backside stuck out and made the peeping pony behind her blush even harder. Her bikini bottom kept him from seeing too much, but those bright shiny red apples on her flanks were just too inviting to look away from.

Once Applejack was down to just her bathing suit, she ran up and did a cannonball right into the water, creating a big splash. When she came back up again, her coat shimmered and sparkled from the droplets of water clinging to her perfect body. Simply breathtaking. Troubleshoes watched the mare of his dreams swim around and float for a good ten minutes. He was happy to see her enjoying herself and didn't want to spoil it for her by making her aware of his presence.

When she was finished, Applejack climbed out of the water, her whole body dripping wet as she walked back over to her towel.

"Hoo-wee! This is just what I needed after a long day's work," she declared. "Now for a nice little nap in the sun." As she laid down on her towel, she created a mini-sized earthquake for her little coltfriend when she hit the ground. Arms folded beneath her head, the tuckered out farm pony closed her eyes and began drifting off to slumber land.

Troubleshoes had to come up with some way to wake up his marefriend and get her to notice him. He needed her help to figure out what had happened to him and how to change him back to normal size. He examined his surroundings to try and come up with a plan. He noticed a rather tall piece of grass growing right next to her head. By the looks of it, he figured that if he could climb up to the top of it, he could bend it over and land straight onto her face.

Acting fast, the itty bitty clydesdale started shimmying up the blade of grass. It wasn't quite as strong as it looked, since it bent over almost as soon as he gripped it. Still, he kept moving along the length the plant. All of a sudden, he heard Applejack sniffling, like something was really bothering her. Then he saw the problem. The grass was tickling the inside of her nose. Things got even worse as her breath started hitching and her nostrils flared even wider, indicating that she was about to blow. Troubleshoes closed his eyes and waited until....

"HAAA-CHOOOOO!!!!" The giant mare's sneeze created a gust of wind that sent poor Troubleshoes flying, causing him to land on the towel. Now he was way too far away for his voice to be heard.

"Typical," he groaned. As he tried to decide what to do next, Applejack turned over on her side, revealing her big soft rear to him. Then he got another idea. It was risky, but it just might work. He decided that if he just kept climbing up her body until he reached her face, sooner or later she was bound to sense him and wake up. Gazing up at Applejack's gigantic butt, he figured it was as good a place as any to start, even though every bit of his conscience was telling him not to do it. But he knew he had to if he was ever going to turn back to normal. So he steeled his nerves and grabbed on tight to the soft orange monolith in front of him.

The tiny stallion knew that AJ would destroy him if she knew what he was doing, but he did his best to ignore the guilt. He scaled up her big, soft, mountainous cheeks, feeling the warmth of her body against his own. He was almost to the top when suddenly, Applejack's body started to tremble and Troubleshoes realized that she was about to turn over again. He moved as quickly as he could to get out of the crush zone, just barely getting out of the way. One more second and he would've been a stain on her bikini bottom.

Troubleshoes took a moment to catch his breath. Applejack was lying on her back again, which would probably make the rest of the traverse a little easier. Spread out in front of him was the vast orange and bumpy plain that was Applejack's belly. A lifetime of rigorous farm work had done wonders for her muscular structure. Her body was strong and powerful and her abs were perfectly toned. The clydesdale admired her magnificent stomach muscles before remembering his mission.

Troubleshoes stretched his leg over the string of her swimsuit, thus crossing the threshold onto the giant mare's belly. He made sure to walk carefully but quickly as he made his way up the belly of the beast. The surface beneath him rose and fell with Applejack's breath. Soon, it started to shake a little more rapidly. The stallion could hear the light sound of AJ giggling up ahead. She must've been ticklish. He tried to move as carefully as possible so as not to tickle her too much.

Just then, he saw her hand come up and head right towards him. He decided to run the rest of the way to get out of its path. Instead of grabbing him, though, it scratched the spot where he had just been. He was relieved, but also a little disappointed. Maybe if he had just let her grab him, his whole ordeal would be over quicker. Oh well.

Awkwardly, the little guy turned around and saw what his back was resting against. His face turned crimson red as he gazed up at the giant monolithic dome-like bosom in front of him. Instead of climbing over it, he decided that it would be easier to walk through the canyon between them. It was still kind of wet, which made it easier for him to slip through.

Troubleshoes admired the two mountains on either side of him as he made his way between them. They weren't quite as perky as they were when she was standing straight up, but they were still amazing to look at. He wished he had more time to admire them, but he was now all the way through and resting on the mare's chest area.

Applejack lifted up her head to see what was on her chest. When she couldn't see, she pinched it in her fingers and picked it up to inspect it face to face. She nearly passed out again when she saw what, or rather who, it was. Her coltfriend, Troubleshoes!

"Troubleshoes?!" she exclaimed. "Is that really you?!"

The puny pony blushed in embarrassment. "Sure is, AJ." The giant mare didn't say anything else. She just stared, slack-jawed and buggy-eyed, unable to organize her thoughts. "I don't understand it either," said Troubleshoes. "I just sorta woke up like this. No idea how it happened, but I figured if I could get your attention, we could figure somethin' out together."

"Is that why you were crawlin' all over me?" Applejack asked, not very pleased.

"Sorry 'bout that. Just had to get ya to notice me."

"Well, normally, I don't appreciate bein' touched without givin' my consent, but I guess I can't be too sore. I may not know how to fix ya, but at least I can keep you safe until we figure it out."

"Maybe your friend Princess Twilight'll know what to do."

"Good thinkin,' partner."

Clyde's gaze started to drift downward. He couldn't keep his eyes off of AJ's legendary rack, still sopping wet and beckoning him forth. Applejack clocked his gaze and got a sly little idea.

"I suppose I'm gonna have to carry you to Twilight's place, but the thing is, my pants ain't got pockets wide enough," she explained.

"Well, uh... I reckon I could ride on top of your hat."

"Are you sure? Cause I think you'd be a lot safer... in here." The sly country pony placed her miniature coltfriend in her magnificent cleavage, much to his surprise. "Comfy there, sugar cube?" she asked.

"Sure am," he replied sheepishly.

"Well enjoy it while you can, cause this here's a one-time deal. Got it?"

"Yep."

And with that, Applejack dried herself off, put her clothes back on (making sure not to cover up the shrunken stallion nestled nestled between her melons) and then they were off to Twilight's. Troubleshoes just enjoyed the ride as his wonderful transportation undulated with every step, listening to the rhythmic sound of her heartbeat and letting it soothe his nerves.

Author's Note

Hey, look at that. Got this chapter out just in time for Applejack Day. Isn't that awesome?