As the sun rose the figure stirs in its bed for two reasons the first being the light of the new day shining on its face in the second being the call of nature. Groaning as it throws its arm over its eyes to block out the light it begins to but carefully move its body into a sitting position on the edge of the bed.

"Dang it princess I know you're doing your job but I done moved this bed to get out of that blasted morning light and somehow you keep shining it in my face." The figure said in a feminine yet southern tone. " Well, I reckon it's time for me to get up and get breakfast ready for everypony." The female figure said as it slowly stood up hearing its joints pop than quickly placing one of its hands on its back and the other on its pregnant belly. "First, I gotta use the ladies room these here little fellas have been punching my bladder like it was going out a style." She said as she smiles down while rubbing her belly.

After the woman made her way to the bathroom to heed the call of nature and freshening up with a morning shower, she stopped and looked at her naked form in the full body mirror on the bathroom door. With her one hand still on her back for the support, she gently twists and turns admiring the image reflecting back at her. With her free hand, she reaches up and gently squeezes one of her milk filled E cup breasts causing small droplets to appear on the nipple.

"I don't want it to toot my own horn, but even after all this time I am still one hot little number." She said with a hint of blush on her cheeks.

"Now that is no way for a married woman to act Kimberly Apple even though it's true." She thought to herself as she kept looking at her reflection.

Deciding she spent enough time in the bathroom the woman wrapped herself in her robe and made her way back into her bedroom to get dressed. Deciding that since the day is supposed going to be warm she'd wear one of her long flowing dresses one that her husband liked seeing her in. Finally making her way from the bedroom down to the kitchen so she could make breakfast for her family Kimberly was surprised to see her three children sitting at the table.

"Mornin' Ma." the three said in unison when they saw her come through the doorway.

"And good morning to you three," Kimberly said as she made her way to the refrigerator before stopping halfway across the kitchen. Turning around, she looks at her three children knowing full well, something was bugging them. " Now what in tarnation is bugging you three 'cause I know full well, something's wrong 'cause you three never get up this early unless it's Hearth Warming day and you definitely wouldn't be up especially since today ain't a school day. Kimberly said as she crossed her arms over her extended belly.

"Nothing's the matter, Ma." Her eldest said, averting his eyes from looking at her.

Now, don't you go lying to me Little Mac you are an Apple and we Apples are known for being honest, shoot your aunt AJ Is the element of honesty for Celestia sake. Kimberly said, looking sternly at her son.

"I know and I am sorry Ma." Little Mac said, taking a breath before he continued to speak. " It's just something that Silver Platter and Diamond Broach said to us at school yesterday."Little Mac said, gesturing with a hoof to his younger sisters Melrose and Ambrosia then to himself.
(Melrose and Ambrosia are real names of apples look it up)

"Broach and Platter ain't those Tiara and Spoons little sisters?" Kimberly asked her son who nodded in the affirmative."I can't believe it Tiara and Spoon are two of the nicest young mares in town shoot, they even helped your aunt Bloom watch ya when you were just a foal," She said thinking back before returning her attention back to the present. " What did those two little fillies say to ya to make Y'all so darn upset?" Kim asked him.

"They said that we weren't ponies 'cause you ain't a pony and since you ain't a pony that made us freaks." Little Mac said before him and his sisters all started to cry.

Moving to the other side of the table Kimberly reach out her arms and pulled all three of her kids into a hug, feeling the tears in her own eyes starting to form. Shaking them off Kimberly cleared her throat before she spoke."Now you listen here don't let no two-bit stuck-up brats tell you who you are."She said holding her children as they still cried. "Let me ask you three somethin' what's your Pa?"Kimberly said waiting for them to answer.

After a few moments, they answered her in between heavy breaths. "He's a pony." they all said together.

Nodding her head Kimberly asked them another question. "And what are your aunts AppleJack and Apple Bloom?"

"Their ponies."The three said again.

"What are all of your other aunts and uncles and cousins?" She asked them.

"Their ponies." They said again.

Except for Ambrosia who thought for a moment before speaking." Well, what about Uncle Guffurd he ain't a pony he's a griffon?"

Hearing this caused all of them to start laughing at the frank and logical point the littlest filly made.

"True, he is a griffon but that's not the point," Kim said between laughs.

"Then what is the point, Mommy?" Melrose asked tilting her head.

"Well, if their all ponies doesn't that make you ponies too?" Kim said, bending to kiss her daughter's forehead.

"But Ma you ain't a pony and if you ain't a pony than" Little Mac started to say before Kim cut him off.

"Your right, I'm not a pony I'm a human and dam proud of it, but I have the heart and soul of a pony and I know deep down, that's all I need," Kim said with true conviction in her voice.

"Thanks, Ma but I still don't get it how come we're all ponies and your a human ain't we supposed ta look like both our parents, that's what the teacher said in school?"Little Mac said confused pulling away from his mother to wipe his tears away.

"Well, son, that's a funny and long story." She said, seeing that her children were in a much better mood.

"Yay! We get to hear how mommy and daddy met."Ambrosia cheered throwing up her front hooves in joy.

"Alright, I reckon it's time I told you youngin's all about my past where I'm from and how Your Pa and I met, but I ain't gonna sugarcoat it, you're going to hear every detail," Kim said but thinking she might sugarcoat the sex parts a little bit. There's no reason her kids to know that their parents fucked like rabbits.Or how good it felt having him trust his stallionhood inside her over and over until he released his seed in her causing both of them to cried out from multiple minds blowing orgasms. Although she did tell AppleJack about it, but if she remembered correctly, they were both drunk on hard cider at the time. Shrugging it off, she figured she'd cross that bridge when she came to it.

"First off, let's get ourselves some of those apple fritters AJ sent over last night and some milk for us," Kim said as she and the children moved to the counter and frig to get plates and glasses for the milk and fritters.

Making their way back to the table with everything taking their seats Kim was happy that she gets to stay off her feet a little while longer.

As she filled the glasses with milk and past out the fritters, Kim thought how she would start the story of her past. Deciding to just go for it Kim cleared her throat and took a deep breath."Now what I'm bout to tell you is 100% true and I swear if in I'm lying may Pinkie Pie never throw me another party as long as live."She said, causing her kids to look at her in shock knowing full well that a swear like that is just as good as a Pinkie Promise and you never break a Pinkie Promise.

The four occupants heard a faint sound on the wind almost like the word Nevvvverrrr.

Getting back to the subject Kimberly sat there and started to think back. Back before she came to Equestria when she lives on earth closing her eyes, she started to tell her children the story of her life.

Author's Note

Little Mac's full name is Macitosh Apple Jr. He looks just like his father in every way except his hair is black instead of orange.
Melrose apples are used for Hard Ciders.
Ambrosias are used for applesauce.
Just thought you like to know a little apple knowledge.