The Shy Apple

The sun's rays hit my face, telling me to wake up for a brand-new day. I lean up and rub the sleep out of my eyes before looking around my red-colored room. In front of my bed is a drawer, on it's right is a small bookshelf, the door is close to left end corner, a lamp beside my bed on my left, a mirror in the middle of the left-side wall, and a picture of me with Applejack's family that got taken five years ago when they made me a friend of the farm. It makes me smile every time I look at that picture; making me feel accepted among a society full of ponies and other creatures that are only in fairy tales back on Earth.

My name is Richie; a thirty-three-year-old human arrived in Equestria because of a magical mishap with Celestia's magic. I have blue eyes, a few freckles on my cheeks, and blonde hair. The only trip I don't like about myself is that I'm always shy, like that Fluttershy mare, a friend of Applejack's. I was very shy to talk to anyone who wanted to give me a place to stay, but Applejack took me in and made me a friend of the family. Even back on Earth, I was shy to talk to anyone. Because of being shy, I never had many friends and I nearly fell into a depression.

Somehow, Applejack and her family took away that depression and made me feel alive again. Never have I talked much to anyone, besides my family. Applejack and her family have changed my life, but I still feel shy for another reason. Over these past five years, I developed feelings for Applejack and thought of her as my angel from heaven. I'm going to have to tell her sooner or later; I can't hide my feelings for her forever.

I pull the covers off me before giving out a yawn and a stretch. I then got up and walk over to my drawer, picking out clothes to wear today. Suddenly, there was a knock at my door.

"Wakey wakey, Richie," said Applebloom from the other side of the door. "Breakfast is almost ready. Are you up?"

"I am, kiddo," I said, as I pull out my boxers and a pair of socks. "I'm just picking out my clothes for today. Will be down in a second."

"We'll be waiting," she said, as her steps fade away.

I look back into my drawer, pulling out a red T-shirt and then a pair of shorts. I take the clothes and place them down at the end of the bed, waiting for me to put them on after breakfast. I then straighten out the covers and reached down to put on my shirt from last night, which I take off once I go to sleep. After putting it on, I exit my room and heading downstairs, sniffing the air of something delicious.

"Something smells delicious," I thought, as I make it downstairs and into the dining room to my right.

On the table are a stack of pancakes, five glasses of apple juice, a dog bowl close to the table with dog food within it, a bowl of water beside the dog food, and Granny Smith sitting on one of the chairs. Even though Winona is being taken care over at the vet, we still like to think she's still here. Granny looks over to me with a wrinkly smile. Today, she wears jeans and an orange long-sleeve shirt.

"Good mornin', Richie," she said, as I walk in and take my seat across from her.

"Good morning, Granny Smith," I replied. "Sleep well?"

"I sure have."

"Where are Applebloom, Big Mac, and Applejack?"

"They'll be down here any minute now. I also see you're still in yer sleepwear."

"I'll change after breakfast."

"You know, sonny, somethin' has been on my mind as of late. Somethin' dealin' with you."

"Oh? Pray tell."

"I feel as though somethin' has been on your mind for a while now, but you're too shy to say. Why not jus' tell me? I won' make a peep 'bout it."

"I d-don't have anything to hide, Granny," I said, flailing my arms.

"I can tell you're lyin' to me, sonny. Come on, tell ol' me 'bout it."

"It's... I'm... I'm in love with Applejack," I said, feeling embarrassed.

"Oh! You're love-struck? How romantic."

"Just don't tell her this. It's just that I don't know when or how to say my feelings for her. I fell for her the moment she made me a friend of this family. To her, she's like my guardian angel."

"How romantic," said Granny Smith, as she clasps her hands. "I love young love. It reminds me of the years when I was younger. I too was just like you."

"You never told me about this," I said, scooting my chair closer to the table. "What was he like?"

"He was a nice stallion from out of town and he helped me around the farm," she continued. "As we worked day after day, I fell in love with him, but like you, I was shy to tell him my true feelings."

"So what did you do?"

"I pushed aside my shyness, walked up to him, looked him in the eye, an' told him that I loved him dearly."

"Did he accept your love?"

"I discovered that he too was shy to say he loved me as well, which made the two of us laugh."

"Do you think... Applejack likes me?"

"I don' know, sonny," she shrugged. "You'll have to ask her yourself. I'll be routin' for you."

"You're the best," I said before hearing multiple hoofsteps coming down the stairs.

Turn around to see Big Mac, wearing black shorts and a light blue T-shirt. Behind him is Applebloom, still wearing her yellow PJs with red apples on it. Last, but not least, Applejack wearing a small red shirt that shows her stomach and short-shorts. She looks over towards me, smiling her usual smile; the same smile that brought me here.

"Mornin', Granny," she said, as the three enter the dining room.

"Mornin', deary," replied Granny Smith.

"Mornin', Richie," she said to me, making my heart skip a beat.

"G-good morning, Applejack," I replied, as she sits down on the chair beside me. "Morning, Big Mac. Morning, Applebloom."

"Mornin'," said Bic Mac, as he sits down and began grabbing himself a pancake.

"Good mornin' to you too, Richie, Granny," said Applebloom, as she sits down on a chair beside Granny Smith.

"Dig in, everypony," said Granny Smith, as she shakily reaches over for a pancake piece.

"Want any help, Granny Smith?" I asked.

"You are such a gentle... uh..."

"Gentleman," I said, as I get up from my seat and grabbed the spatula. "How many do you want?"

"Two please," she replied.

"Comin' up," I said, as I slide the spatula carefully under two pancakes.

I slowly move them to Granny Smith's plate and place them gently on.

"Thank you, sonny," she said, as I handed Applebloom the spatula.

"You are very welcome," I said, as I walk back to my chair.

"So, Granny," said Applejack, as I sit back down onto my chair. "What's the deal today?"

"I wan' you and Richie to deal with gettin' apples for today. Big Mac and Applebloom will go into town for some ingredients for tonight's pie."

"We're havin' pie tonight?!" said Applebloom with excitement.

"We sure are. Once breakfast is over, I want you and Richie to take a shower."

"Yes, Granny," said Applebloom and I.

Granny Smith looks over to me with a wink, making me feel happy that she's willing to actually help me get with Applejack. Applebloom stretches her hand to hand over Applejack the spatula, making Applejack's breasts squeeze against the wooden table, making my heart race. I immediately look away and took a sip of my apple juice.

"Calm down," I thought to myself. "Don't try to get morning wood here and now."

Too late! I can feel my member getting hard with each second.

"Damn it! Not now, boner!"

I scoot my chair closer to the table, trying to make sure no one can see my semi-erection. I then felt a bump on my right arm, making me look over to see Big Mac pointing the spatula in front of me.

"Th-thanks, Big Mac," I said with an awkward chuckle. "Sorry. I spaced out."

"Uh, Richie," said Applejack, as I grab the spatula. "You're lookin' a little red there."

"I am?"

"You're turnin' red as a cherry."

"S-sorry, I'm feeling hot in here," I lied.

"Are ya gonna be okay to help me with picking apples?"

"I'll live. Don't worry."

I use the spatula and slide it under a piece of pancake before slapping it down onto the middle of my plate.

"I'm so embarrassed right now," I thought, as Big Mac pours syrup onto his pancakes.

Once he finishes, he pours a little of them onto Applebloom's before reaching it over to Applejack. As Applejack grabs it, she slowly pours it along her pancakes, as my boner continues to grow. As she finishes pouring, my member is completely hard, making me still feel uncomfortable.

"Why do I have to get a boner at the worst of times?!"

As everyone ate, I started cutting my pancake, still nervous about my boner beneath the table and wishing it would just go away now, but my boner continues to stay hard.

"Think un-sexy thoughts," I repeated in my mind.

I began to imagine about Big Mac on his bed, with his exposed cock that stood up bigger than himself. Just thinking about that began to make my boner go away. I'm not gay, but stuff like this is a complete turnoff for me.

"There we go," I thought, as my member slowly limps. "Finally, I can eat in peace."

As I finish cutting my pancakes, I take a bite onto the last piece I cut and it tasted delicious.

Ten minutes have passed, as everypony and myself, finished breakfast.

"Thank you for the breakfast, Granny," I said, before taking my last sip of apple juice.

"Thanks, Granny Smith," said the others.

"Yer welcome, dearies," she said. "Now Applebloom, Richie, go and get cleaned."

"Yes, Granny," said Applebloom, as she gets off her chair and exits the dining room.

"Big Mac," continued Granny Smith. "Go upstairs and wait for her."

"Yup," he said, as he gets off his chair and goes upstairs.

"I will be waiting for you outside, Richie," said Applejack, as she gets off the table and walks towards the door.

I look back at her and look at her rear end, as her hips move back and forth, along with her tail that swishes back and forth.

"She's got an ass," I thought, before looking back to Granny Smith.

"Say Granny," I said, as I put my silverware on top of my plate. "What ever happen to that stallion you told me about?"

"Oh... well... he passed away a year before you came into our lives."

"Oh... so sorry to hear."

"I'm glad to have you with our family, Richie," she said with a smile. "Little of yer personality reminds me of him."

"I do?"

"You are a kind and helpful young man. Don' ever change."

"Thanks, Granny," I said with a smile. "I'm glad that I am a part of this family. Reminds me of home."

"Now get your rear into gear."

"Will do," I said, as I get up from my chair and walked upstairs toward me room, waiting for my turn to take a shower.