Being a farmhand for Sweet Apple Acres isn’t an easy job.
“Oh goddamnit” you mutter as yet another weak buck against an apple tree fails to yield any fruit.
The golden evening sun is beating down on you. You're covered in sweat. Your legs ache. And you still can't get any stupid apples to fall out of this stupid tree.
You tuck your legs back and kick them out again, hitting the tree once more. Still no apples fall from it.
"Oh for god's sake..." you hiss out in frustration.
You hear a soft laugh from behind you.
“Heh, ya sure yer cut out fer this kind a' job?”
You turn to the source of the voice. Applejack. She stands there, illuminated by the sunset, her golden hair gently swaying in the evening breeze. You suddenly notice how beauitful she is...
“Uh… maybe I need more practice” you say, shaking away any thoughts you might be having about her.
“Let me show ya how ta do it,” says Applejack, taking position in front of the tree. “Watch this.”
She rears her hind legs back and bucks the tree, sending a flurry of apples to the ground.
“Wow” is all you can manage to say. Not at the buck, but at Applejack. The evening sunlight accentuates all the right places of her muscular body. You only realize how long you’ve been staring at her flank when you see her staring into your eyes. Uh oh, she caught you staring at her! She breaks into a smile and laughs in that adorable southern drawl.
“Heheh… ya need me ta demonstrate the kickin’ technique again? Seems like yer eyes were elsewhere.”
“Um. Sorry,” you say.
“Nah, ain’t nothin’ ta apologize fer” she says. “In fact ah’ve looked at ya the same way…” her voice trails off.
“W-what? Really?”
“Mm-hm.”
You stare into each other’s eyes for a moment before she says “Say, how about you meet me in that shed over there,” she motions with her hoof to a small shed at the far end of the field, “and we can ‘discuss’ this further?” She winks at you.
“I, uh… sure! Of course!” you reply.
That night, you creep out to the shed. Luna’s moon shines brightly, and the field seems to glow in the moonlight, dewdrops on the grass sparkling like diamonds. The night sky is a deep shade of purple, filled with millions of stars all shining brightly. This is a perfect night.
You go into the shed to find it completely dark inside. You can't even see what's right in front of you. "Um... Applejack? Are you in here?" you ask. Your question is answered as you feel Applejack’s muscular arms pull you into a tight hug. Her arms are much stronger than you would have thought, but you’re not complaining. You return the hug and then move up to kiss her on the lips. You hungrily deepen the kiss and then feel her tongue slide into your mouth. Her tongue feels pretty rough.
You break the kiss and feel your way down her body to her strong legs. You begin stroking her legs. She lets out a very deep sounding moan as you do so. She pulls you up into another kiss and you feel her warm breath on your face.
You feel her turn you around and her strong arms hold you in place as she slides her huge, throbbing erect cock into your assho-
wait what the fuck
You frantically scramble around in a panic in the dark until you find the lightswitch. You flick it on and turn around to see a huge hulking mass of red-furred stallion.
“EEEEYUP!”
“AAAGH! OH GOD! WHAT THE HELL! I KISSED YOU! AND YOU TOUCHED MY ASSHOLE WITH YOUR SCHLONG! WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!” you scream.
Big Mac just stares at you in confusion. “Yer the one who came in here.”
“YEAH, BUT NOT TO GET SODOMIZED! I THOUGHT YOU WERE APPLEJACK!” you reply, still in a panic.
A shaft of light shines into the shed. You turn around to find the door has opened, and Applejack stands there, staring in a mixture of shock and dismay at the scene before her (which is basically Big Mac standing over you with a huge boner).
“This is literally not remotely what it looks like” you begin to explain. “In fact, when I tell you what’s going on here, you’ll totally laugh. It’s kind of funny. In a horrible, disgusting kind of way.”
She continues to stare at you in shock, her eyes darting between you and Big Mac.
“YOU BASTARD” she yells. “AH THOUGHT YA LIKED ME!”
“I totally do!” you clarify. “This is a misunderstanding!”
“LEAVE ME ALONE! AH DON'T WANNA SEE YOU NO MORE! NEVER AGAIN!” she screams. She begins to run away into the night, sobbing.
“No! Applejack! Wait! You don’t understand! I didn’t know it was Big Mac! I thought it was YOUR cock sliding inside me!” you yell after her. She starts running faster and sobbing harder. “Wait! That came out completely wrong!” Your further attempts to explain the situation go unheard as Applejack runs far away into the night.
“Ugh. This sucks” you say. You turn to Big Mac. “Thanks a lot you huge jerk” you say to him.
"Ah didn't do anythin' wrong" he calmly states.
You snarl in frustration. "You didn't back me up when I said it was all a misunderstanding! Couldn't you at least say you were trying to rape me or something? She might have gone with that. Either way, there's no point now. You ruined my relationship with your sister before it even started! So thanks, Big Mac. Thanks a lot.”
He stares at you for a moment, swishing the stalk of wheat in his mouth to and fro for a second before speaking to you.
“Don’t worry. She was crap in bed anyway.”
