Chapters Barnyard Buddies
By: Nicole Sunstone
Chapter 1
“Wow, that was a great movie!” Apple Bloom exclaimed as she and her friends left the movie theater.
“Yeah, can you believe those stunts that Daring Do did?” Scootaloo asked, jumping in the air with a karate chop.
“You know that’s not real, right?” Sweetie Belle added, watching at more of Scootaloo’s karate moves.
“Who cares? It was so awesome!” Scootaloo squealed in delight, “I can’t wait for the next one!”
“I think they might have cut out a few things from the book, but it was fun to watch!” Sweetie Belle replied, swaying her arms behind her.
“You know it! But hey, the next time we watch a new Daring Do movie together, we’ll be in college!” Apple Bloom mentioned, making the girls stop in their tracks.
“Oh yeah, I didn’t think about that.” Scootaloo thought, crossing her arms.
“Does that mean this is the end of the Canterlot Movie Club?” Sweetie Belle asked with big, sad eyes.
“Shucks no! We can still get together when we’re in college! Maybe we can even start a new club over there!” Apple Bloom beamed, thinking of the future with her and her best friends.
“Yeah, you’re right!” Scootaloo wrapped her arm around her friends with a big smile. “And besides, we have the whole summer to go on adventures too!”
“Besides, college won’t be that different, right?” Sweetie Belle asked nervously.
“Not as long as us Crusaders are by each other sides!” Apple Bloom answered triumphantly as they marched on into the night at the beginning of their summer vacation.
Three months later…
“What do you mean you got accepted to Mythica University?!”
Sweetie Belle sheepishly hid behind her acceptance letter in front of Apple Bloom and Scootaloo in the middle of the Apple Family’s living room. Scootaloo crossed her arms as Sweetie Belle pleaded her case.
“Rarity designed their sports uniforms and had connections with the Dean! She said it would be good for me to get a strong start towards my career!” Sweetie Belle explained, folding the letter and putting it away in her pocket.
“And what career is that exactly, Sweetie Belle?” Apple Bloom asked, pointing her finger at her friend.
“I don’t know! I’m undeclared!” Sweetie Belle squeaked.
“But we were supposed to go to Canterlot Community College! Applejack said it’s the most cost effective way to finish our general education!” Apple Bloom shouted, making a cutting gesture with her hands to illustrate the order of the plan.
“Maybe for you, Apple Bloom.” Scootaloo interrupted, brushing off her jacket.
“And what’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means that school isn’t for everyone. I mean, Sweetie Belle’s going to uni and me, I’m in the Training Cadets.” Scootaloo dropped, making Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom turn their attention towards her.
“What? You’re not going to Canter-College either?” Apple Bloom asked, not believing her ears.
“I’m following in the steps of Rainbow Dash! I’m gonna be an Officer in the Air Force! They have these college programs to get you into training, with less of that dusty book stuff.”
“You do realize there’s a lot of math that goes into flying don’t you, Scoots?” Sweetie Belle added, giving Scootaloo a cautious look.
“Not as much as your fancy high-level courses are gonna have, Sweetie,” Scootaloo smirked before Apple Bloom sunk to the floor in front of the couch. Sweetie Belle squeaked as she hid behind her acceptance letter.
“Wait, you really think it’s gonna be hard?” she asked nervously.
“University is so much harder than just a normal college! You’re gonna be up to your ears in homework and assignments, and pop quizzes!” Scootaloo replied, smiling at the terror in her eyes.
“But the Cadets aren’t anything to laugh at either, Scoots,” Apple Bloom interjected, “Applejack told me how much work Rainbow Dash had to do to make it in there. You have to work as a team!”
“I’m a team player. You can’t spell team without awesome! Awesome being me, of course.” Scootaloo jabbed at her chest proudly as Sweetie Belle and Apple Bloom raised an eyebrow at her comment.
“But you’re not exactly the most disciplined when it comes to routines and deadlines and even bedtimes!” Sweetie Belle brought up, making Scootaloo’s face turn red.
“What I do at night is no one’s business but my own, Sweetie,” Scootaloo coughed, “Besides, it’s not like I’m going to another year of CHS.”
“Excuse me?” Apple Bloom asked, hearing the insult.
“Canter-College is just where all the CHS grads go when they aren’t ready for more. It’s just more of the same. Easy street.” Scootaloo explained, hearing Sweetie Belle gasp beside her.
“We made a plan to stick together! What does it matter if I take a few easy classes?” Apple Bloom fired back, looking at her friends standing defensively.
“You’re a lazy student who can’t handle real challenges!” Scootaloo pointed at Apple Bloom.
“Well, you’re a reckless player who will be begging to come home after being forced into a tight schedule!” Apple Bloom pointed at Scootaloo before pointing at Sweetie Belle. “And you’re gonna crack at the first time you fail a quiz because you were too busy studying!”
Sweetie Belle gulped at the idea, not wanting to know what would happen to her if Rarity found out she failed a quiz. Apple Bloom breathed heavily, glaring at her friends before realizing what she had just said. Crumbling down on to the floor, she sniffed and held her head in her hands.
“So that’s it, all my friends are leaving,” Apple Bloom said with a heavy sigh. Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo sat down next to her, resting their hands on her shoulders.
“Hey, it’s not all that bad. I mean, we can still keep in touch on MyStable.” Scootaloo suggested with Sweetie nodding.
“Oh yeah, that’s just what I wanted. To have my friends send me a cow on a virtual farm and never talk to me again,” Apple Bloom sighed, burying her face in her knees.
“What do you mean it’s not looking good for the harvest season, Granny?” Applejack asked on the phone in the kitchen, away from where her sister could hear. Twirling her finger around the cord to the phone, she sighed as she paced around the kitchen.
“I know the co-op has been slow, but it’s hard to compete with that superstore made by Mr. Rich! They even boast organic foods at affordable prices!” Applejack looked over at the table where a flyer for “Filthy Rich’s Super Emporium” was in clear view. Tons of items were listed in the advertisement for low prices. Turning it over, the latest grocery deals were also listed along with the words “fresh” and “organic.”
“No, I will not have the farm turn into a wellness center. We can’t afford to live off of nothing, Granny. We need something to bring in the business!” Applejack sighed, looking at the cracked open door from the kitchen to the next room. “I’ll call you back when I got a plan. Don’t sign nothing!”
Applejack hung up the phone as she heard her sister and her friends start to yell at each other. She couldn’t quite make out what the argument was as she looked out the window. The fields of the co-op seemed barren with only a handful of farm animals grazing about. Old Betsy, the cow, chewing away at the grass. A couple of hens clucking and strutting around the henhouse, with a charming rooster looking over them. Of course, the messy dirty pig splashed in the perpetual mud puddle, wallowing in his own filth.
“I don’t know what I should do with all of ya,” Applejack said aloud, watching the animals as she stared deep in thought. The obvious solution would have been to get more livestock, but that would cost more than what they would sell in six month’s time. Meanwhile, Mr. Rich’s store keeps taking what they can of their business, which puts them further into the hole. The sad faces of the animals looked back at the farm girl as they laid down in the fields under the scorching sun.
Applejack’s eyes trailed over to the barn, which had also seen better days with the peeling paint and rusted door hinges. It looked like it was one strong breeze from collapsing down on itself, matching the rest of the run-down farm. She turned away from the window and sat down at the table, tossing the flyer into the garbage.
“If only there was a way to get more animals… but for free.” Applejack asked aloud, looking up at the calendar on the wall. Bills were fast approaching their due dates and it was up to her and Granny Smith to keep this farm afloat for their family’s sake.
As the city slept, a wisp of magic flew through the night sky. Originating from the Canterlot High School statue, the source of Equestrian magic had affected everything from a handheld mirror to a watering can. Reaching as far from the school grounds to the nearby surrounding island, this burst of Equestrian energy continued to bring the magic from another dimension into the hands of those where it did not belong.
The bolt of magic whizzed over the Apple Family co-op farm before splitting into four. As Applejack and Apple Bloom lay sleeping in their beds, the magic swooped down and washed over them, not having any signs of effect on them initially. Applejack turned in her bed while Apple Bloom curled up under the covers, snoring lightly into her undisturbed sleep.
The other two paths of magic found their way to Apple Bloom’s friends, Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle. In a similar manner, the magic seeped into their minds and bodies, only for a second as they were soon brought back to the deep sleep that they desired.
Equestrian magic is known to affect people in strange ways, bringing out their most monstrous or predatory forms. With this night, who’s to say what is going through the minds of these newly admitted college freshmen, not to mention how it will affect Applejack as she worries about losing the farm for good.
Apple Bloom begins to stir in her sleep as the images of her dreams began to play. She felt herself in the middle of a field with a warm summer breeze. Looking out at the field, she started to walk forward, feeling the grass under her hooves. She looked down at them, seeing the white and black legs attached to her heavy body. Her mouth chewed instinctively as she became more aware of the bovine form, flicking her tail behind her.
Shaking her head back and forth caused the bell around her neck to ring, giving a most pleasant sound. Apple Bloom let out a moo as she leaned down, chewing on the grass underneath her. The taste filled her mouth as she chewed softly, looking around at the empty field. Grazing about, she could feel her milk-filled udders sway underneath her as she walked. She sighed contently as the breeze ran through her once again.
Suddenly, she turned her head to hear a deep moo from behind her. A brown, muscular bull stood, planting his hooves in the dirt. Apple Bloom chewed the grass in her mouth and swallowed, captivated by the bull’s presence. She hadn’t seen him before, but now she couldn’t seem to take her eyes off of him. Everything about him seemed to drive her wild, especially the peek at his long, thick bovine shaft between his legs.
Apple Bloom walked over, snorting as she felt her nether regions starting to warm up. Flicking her tail in excitement, she gave him a seductive moo as she strolled over to his dirt patch. She could feel her arousal growing by the second at the sight of the bull. He nodded at Apple Bloom’s presence, feeling a similar sense of affection for the dairy cow standing in front of him.
Outside of the dream, Apple Bloom tossed in bed as she felt her body warm up, getting excited in the same manner as her bovine self. Her face flushed as the dream continued, staying deep under the spell of the Equestrian magic.
Scootaloo snored loudly as she fell into her dream, finding herself covered in thick and dirty mud. Noticing the dirt and mud covering herself, she cried out to only hear a loud squeal of surprise. Her eyes widened as she rolled over, standing up on her stubby legs. Wobbling out of the mud, she snorted and went over to the trough filled with clear water. She observed her reflection of a pink pig staring back at her, making her squeal again.
She backed up and fell over on her back, squealing and wriggling around with her plump body. Her snout snorted as she got back on her feet, breathing heavily from her open mouth. Using her forelegs, she leaned down on the ground and closed her eyes, rubbing her feet on her muzzle. Despite the new porcine form, she felt confused and afraid at the sensations around her.
Looking around desperately, a large, black pig came from the mud pile and made his way over to Scootaloo. She stood back up and blinked as the black pig squealed right in her face. Scootaloo somehow managed a moan, feeling a sense of attraction to the male pig that had appeared, much to her surprise.
While she was trying to collect her thoughts, the black pig went behind her and started sniffing her twisty tail. Scootaloo tried to turn around and see what he was doing before he had somehow managed to mount her. Squealing in delight, she felt his hot pork pushing into her as her slick slit accepted the male’s shaft.
Back in bed, Scootaloo had pulled up her pajama shirt, rubbing gently at her bare, flat chest. Feeling the heat of the porcine mating, her panties grew soaked with her arousal as she stayed within the pleasure of the dream. She bit down on her pillow as she imagined the black pig’s shaft pumping in and out of her.
Sweetie Belle slept soundly in her bed as she found herself in a square of fences closed off in front of a bright red barn. She meant to cry out as a loud bawk came from her beak, making her eyes grow wise. Turning her head around to look for the exit, she strutted on her small, yellow feet and rustling her feathers. Her tail flicked as she looked around the enclosed space, noticing some chicken feed on the ground.
She pecked at the pieces she could, letting out a bawk every now and then as she ate. Chewing and swallowing the food, she seemed happy with the new poultry form. And as Apple Bloom always said, happy chickens make great eggs. She flapped her wings as she strutted around, feeling deep inside that she would make a great chicken.
From the side of the enclosure, Sweetie Belle heard a loud call of a rooster, standing on the fence. His bright colors and toned chest drove her wild as her hen instincts took over. The roost floated down as he walked over to her, strutting like the cock of the walk that he was on the farm. Sweetie Belle could feel the warm eggs building in her already as she watched the rooster, flapping her wings to illustrate her arousal.
In her room, Sweetie Belle’s hand slid inside of her pajama bottoms, rubbing gently at her panties in the night. Tussling with her covers, Sweetie Belle moaned softly into her pillow as she soaked her panties with her warm, sticky juices. The thought of being a kept hen for a handsome rooster made her feelings go wild as she pushed deeper and deeper into the dream.
Chapter 2
“So, did you pass that test in History, Twist?” Apple Bloom asked, lying on her stomach on the bed in their dorm room. Twist looked up from her notebook at her roommate, surprised at the question.
“Wasn’t expecting you of all people to ask how the class went, Bloom,” Twist replied, going back to her notes.
“I know, but we have a lot of the same classes, it’s been a couple of weeks, and I wanna know how you did!” Apple Bloom rolled over onto her back, looking at Twist upside down from the side of the bed.
“I passed,” Twist answered, not looking up from her notebook. “It wasn’t too hard if you had been paying attention in lecture.”
“Oh,” Apple Bloom said, sitting up on the bed. Twist continued writing as Apple Bloom shifted around on the bed, making the mattress creaking in the silence.
“And?” Twist continued, putting her pencil down as she put away her notes.
“And what?” Apple Bloom asked, looking confused as she stood up from the bed.
“What did you get on the test?” Twist asked, leading her on.
“Oh, well,” Apple Bloom stuttered, rubbing her hand on her arm. “I mean, it’s the first big quiz, I’m sure I can make it up.”
Twist jumped up from the desk and grabbed Apple Bloom’s bag from the side of her bed. Reaching inside, she pulled out a paper that was covered in red marks and a big zero on the top. Her eyes opened wide at the score from the test with her mouth hanging open. “You failed?”
Apple Bloom’s face reddened, looking down at her shuffling feet. Her shirt felt tight around her as she went over to the closet to change, not responding to her roommate’s question.
“Bloom?” Twist asked, watching as Apple Bloom changed into an over-sized sweater. Apple Bloom turned around with a wide smile in a complete change in her expression.
“I’m hungry! Are you hungry? Let’s go get some food!” Apple Bloom suggested, quickly changing the subject.
“Uh, we already ate. Like an hour ago.” Twist replied, looking over at the clock on the wall. Apple Bloom’s smile quivered at yet another mistake on her long list of them.
“Oh well, I mean, there’s gotta be some snacks around here somewhere!” Apple Bloom quickly went over to the drawer, digging around for anything to eat. Twist’s eyebrow raised at the odd behavior of her roommate, taking a deep breath.
“Bloom, come on,” Twist started, resting her hand on Apple Bloom’s shoulder. Apple Bloom continued digging through their food supply for something to snack on, not acknowledging the contact. “Look, if you need some help, I can always tutor you on the subjects. It’s not hard at all.”
“Yes!” Apple Bloom exclaimed, pulling away from Twist’s hand.
“You want me to tutor you?” Twist asked, her face lighting up at the idea.
“What? Oh, no, I found these!” Apple Bloom smiled and held up a bag of chips with a happy cow on them. “Dairy puffs with all-natural cheese! Tasty and healthy!”
Twist’s face fell at the sight of the junk food bag, giving out a long sigh. Apple Bloom’s hands gripped at the side of the bags, opening the vacuum seal with a loud pop. With the chips in hand, Apple Bloom flopped back onto the bed and chewed loudly on the crispy snack.
“Well, the offer’s always there if you need it, Bloom,” Twist repeated before opening her laptop and putting in her headphones. She turned around to see her roommate still chewing noisily on the chips, scrolling lazily on the screen to her phone. Twist turned back around and put on her headphones, finding something to watch on her computer.
The next day, Apple Bloom sat on her bed, still idly scrolling on her phone as the hours went by. Her bed was littered with sugary snacks and other junk food that she had brought in from the vending machine down the hall in their building. Twist could only watch on as the loud chewing sounds of her oblivious roommate made her grind her teeth together.
“I’m going to the gym for a workout!” Twist announced, grabbing her bag from her side of the room and slinging it over her shoulder. Apple Bloom ate a loud potato chip, not hearing what Twist had said. Twist leaned over, trying to get in front of her line of sight. “You’re welcome to come along.”
“No thanks,” Apple Bloom answered, eating another chip from her noisy bag. Twist let out a short side before sitting on the chair across from where Apple Bloom was sitting.
“Bloom, I know that classes are getting you down but you gotta get out. Get moving or something. Please, it’ll make you feel better.” Twist insisted, reaching out with her hand in front of her roommate.
Apple Bloom looked up from her phone for a second, swallowing the loud bites of junk food that she was intaking. “Nah.”
Twist hung her head down and sat up, gripping onto her gym bag. “Alright then, well you know where to find me.”
Apple Bloom went back to snacking on a bag of chips, each one louder than the last. Twist made her way out of the dorm room and closed the door, leaving Apple Bloom on her own as she continued to scroll down on the screen to her phone.
The room stood quiet with only the sounds of Apple Bloom’s loud chewing reaching her ears. Her pajama shirt felt tight around her chest as she slid down the cushion in her bed. Her arm grazed against her breast as a jolt of pleasure ran through her. Apple Bloom bit her lip as she continued to scroll on her phone, adjusting her arms and hands into a more comfortable, phone holding position.
She continued to slide down the cushion as her arms curled up in front of her, the phone only inches away from her face. Every time her thumb moved to scroll, her wrist would slightly graze her shirt. Apple Bloom let out a soft moan as she felt her nipples start to peek out against the fabric of her pajamas, the clothing feeling even tighter around her body.
Shaking her head, Apple Bloom stood up from the bed and tossed her phone on the pillow behind her. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, making her sensitive breasts push up against her shirt.
“Oh… shit!” Apple Bloom moaned before slapping her hand across her mouth. Her breasts ached whenever she moved while standing, her nipples fully erect against her shirt.
She waddled over to the bathroom and slowly pulled off her pajama top in front of the mirror. Her breasts dropped down as they grew bigger than Apple Bloom had remembered. Feeling the cool air against her chest, Apple Bloom sighed in relief as she tossed the shirt aside.
She remained fixed as she looked at her bare chest, definitely thinking that she had gone up a cup size or two. Her waist had also grown in size, explaining how most of her clothes seemed to not fit her as well anymore. Apple Bloom held her hands along her stomach, feeling the sizable gut that her days of eating junk food and dining hall dinners had given her.
“Whoa nelly! I have really put on some weight!” Apple Bloom told herself as she raised her hands to her chest. Cupping her breasts, the sparks of pleasure roared into a passionate fire inside of her as she instinctively moaned.
She continued as her breaths grew short, rubbing gently at her sensitive breasts. Her nipples rubbed against her palms, pushing her further in further into the throes of pleasure that she so desperately sought after. Her fingers teased against her breasts as she squeezed them, making her even hotter and bothered than before.
“Ahhh, why does this feel so gooooood?” Apple Bloom asked herself aloud, moaning and panting as she tugged at her breasts. The sound of the elongated word at the end of her sentence sounded pleasing to her ears as she leaned back against the wall of the bathroom.
Apple Bloom slid down the wall as her pajama bottoms grew tight around her legs. Holding her breast, she used a free hand to slide down the rest of her pajamas, leaving her in her tight, white panties. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth as she caressed her chest, licking her lips as she teased herself.
“So hooooooorny!” Apple Bloom let out, rubbing at her panties as she twisted the stiff nipple on her breast. The fire inside her grew as pressure started to make its way to the top of her head. She squeezed her breast tighter, bringing her opposite hand back to her chest as her toes curled in pleasure.
Moaning loudly, the pressure inside of Apple Bloom’s head began to push out. Her face leaned down to suck at her large breasts, tasting the sweet flavor of her enticing teats. The nubs on top of Apple Bloom’s head began to grow, peeking out of her cherry-red hair, only leading her on more. Pulling the breasts away from her mouth, Apple Bloom felt a strong wave of pleasure run through her as her nubs grew into pointed tips, poking out from her hair.
She gasped as she stood up, gripping onto the counter of the sink for support. Apple Bloom focused on the reflection in the mirror, her eyes half-lidded from the pleasure of the session she had just experienced. Suddenly, her eyes widened as the solid points fell into view from the top of her head.
Her hands rubbed against the tips of the strange intrusions, realizing what they felt like. Apple Bloom’s mouth opened in shock, seeing her busty reflection in the mirror with the new additions.
“Are these cow horns?” Apple Bloom asked aloud, her face turning red as she realized that her white panties were completely soaked from the arousal that she had received from the stimulation of her breasts. She slowly slid the underwear off and tossed it into the dirty hamper, only to put back on her pajama bottoms to cover the bottom half of her nude body. Poking at her breasts, they had still felt sensitive, but not as much as they did before. Apple Bloom stepped out of the bathroom and pulled on a large sweater that made her feel warm and cozy inside, letting her soft breasts rub gently against the thick fabric with plenty of breathing room.
Crawling back on the bed, Apple Bloom went back to snacking on her bag of chips and turning on her phone, scrolling down and down her feed without a care in the world.
Apple Bloom woke up the next morning before Twist, rubbing at the top of her head. Her new horns seemed to put pressure on her forehead, which was suspiciously covered by a knit beanie that she wore while her roommate was around. The pile of trash around her bed grew as she stayed in the room all day after her bathroom session, embarrassed to go out.
Crawling out from under the covers, the tingly sensation returned to her chest. Apple Bloom bit her lip as she tried to adjust the over-sized sweater that she wore to bed last night and quietly made her way to the bathroom. Locking the door behind her, Apple Bloom stripped off her sweater in front of the mirror, giving a familiar sight to the one from the other day.
Her breasts grew at least another cup size in the night, jiggling up and down as Apple Bloom hopped in place. She had also noticed that her waist grew as well, looking significantly chubby in the mirror. Her chest ached for her touch, starting to bring on the lewd thoughts that came to mind with her bathroom visits. Apple Bloom quickly shook her head and reached over to turn on the shower. Keeping the water cold, she smiled and took a short breath as she pulled down her pajama bottoms and stepped into the bathtub.
Apple Bloom turned around to let the rushing waterfall on her head, running her hands through her hair. The icy stream started to calm down the heat that was building inside her, letting the cool sensation drip down to her chest. Picking up the picking the soap from the dish, she started lathering her arms with the suds under the rushing water.
The shower felt nice against her bare skin as she washed clean with the soap. Running the bar on the back of her neck, she slid the soap down to her chest before an electrifying sensation ran through her.
“Ahhh~!” Apple Bloom let out over the running shower head, dropping the soap in response. Her hand quickly clasped over her mouth as her breast tingled from the contact of her soft hands. She bit her lip as she slowly moved her hands to her chest, ignoring the bar of soap at her feet. Rubbing gently at her breasts, Apple Bloom moaned softly under her breath.
Her hands teased and caressed her breasts as Apple Bloom leaned against the wall of the shower. The water continued to flow in front of her, the cool mist splashing against her face as she squeezed at her chest. Apple Bloom sat down at the base of the tub, continuing to give herself pleasure by teasing at her chest.
Moaning into her shoulder, Apple Bloom’s hand ran down to her stomach, her soft touch driving her on as she squeezed her breast with the opposite hand. She softly rubbed under her chubby gut as she spread her legs open wide underneath the shower head. Feeling her warm slit against her fingers, Apple Bloom closed her eyes and bit down on her lip.
“Ahhh, so goooood!” Apple Bloom let out, just loud enough to be heard over the running shower. The cold water continued to rush down between her legs as her fingers rubbed at her soft opening. Her toes curled at the wonderful sensation moving down every inch of her body as her breasts ached for more.
Apple Bloom leaned forward as she led her huge teat to her mouth. Sucking deeply on her own breast, her fingers slid into her wet opening, feeling her tight, sensitive walls on her fingertips. She thrust harder into herself as she moaned, letting her suckled breast free from her lips. Her legs tensed up as she continued to pleasure herself, holding her free hand above her head. The cool wall felt nice against her hand as her body continued to heat up, feeling the pleasure building up in her.
She moaned louder than the running shower as she approached her limit, feeling her whole body quiver from her touch. Her golden skin tingle slightly as she pushed her fingers deeper into herself, driving herself further and further into her pleasure. Closing her eyes, Apple Bloom didn’t see the large brown spots beginning to form on her skin. First on her legs, then on her arms, lastly on her chest. She grabbed at her breast as a wave of pleasure rushed out through her as she reached her limit, panting heavily as she lay in the flowing water on her sore body.
Trying to catch her breath, Apple Bloom struggled to stand back up in the shower, letting the water run down her huge chest and chubby stomach. Her feet nudged against the bar of soap that she had forgotten until just now. Leaning down to pick up, her rear tingled slightly as short stub began to grow out from the small of her back. Standing back up, Apple Bloom turned off the shower head and stepped out of the tub.
Wiping down the steam from the shower on the mirror, Apple Bloom’s eyes widened at the next new feature that her bathroom sessions had brought on. She rubbed at the large brown spots on her skin with the towel, drying herself off, but the spots remained. Her horns tingled at well on the top of her head as the stub on her back wriggled behind her. Apple Bloom closed her eyes and shook her head. She couldn’t possibly believe what had happened, she just couldn’t.
“Bloom?” Twist knocked on the door, another thing that Apple Bloom had forgotten about. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine!” Apple Bloom lied, her face turning red as she quickly dried off with the towel, throwing into the side. She quickly put on her pajama bottoms and sweater, making sure that no part of her arms or legs could be seen. That didn’t cover the large brown spot on her left hand from being seen.
Rubbing her eyes in the mirror, she was thankful that no spots had appeared on her face. Looking up at the top of her head, Apple Bloom noticed her horns still sticking out from her hair. She grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her head in a messy turban and took a deep breath. Turning around, she opened the door to the judging looks of her roommate, raising an eyebrow.
“Good morning?” Twist asked with a slight smirk on her face from the flushed expression on Apple Bloom’s face.
“Oh, uh, good morning!” Apple Bloom replied, brushing past Twist as she went to her closet.
“Have a good shower?” Twist asked innocently, feeling the steam leave the bathroom. Apple Bloom opened her closet and quickly put on some sweatpants that matched her sweater, not bothering to take off her pajama bottoms for the risk of Twist seeing her.
“Yeah, I, uh, think I’m gonna go visit my sis for a bit.” Apple Bloom announced, slipping on her socks before Twist noticed the large, brown spot on her right foot. She laced up her shoes and grabbed her bag.
“But what about the lecture? And getting dressed?” Twist asked, watching her roommate grab her beanie off her pillow and then rush towards the door.
“I have clothes over there! These are all, uh, too dirty!” Apple Bloom lied, whipping off the towel on her head and throwing it in Twist’s general direction so she couldn’t see her hiding the horns with the beanie. “Bye Twist!”
Twist opened her mouth to speak after ripping the towel off of her head as the door slammed shut to their dorm room. She stood silent for a moment before looking at the disheveled bed, a pile of trash near Apple Bloom’s desk and the stack of unfolded clothes hanging out of her closet.
“What do they teach that girl? Was she raised in a barn?” Twist asked herself, sighing as she made her way into the messy bathroom to get ready for the day.
Chapter 3
Apple Bloom arrived at the farmhouse in her ragged sweater and sweatpants, even with the temperature being fairly warm outside. The sweat from her forehead dripped from her forehead as she could feel her chest getting heavier and more sensitive under the fabric of her oversized sweater. Picking up the spare key from under the welcome mat, she let herself inside the house, surprised to not see anyone downstairs.
“Applejack!” Apple Bloom called out, clutching onto her stomach as she could feel herself getting warmer. “Big Mac? Granny Smith?”
Going up the stairs, Apple Bloom gasped as she wiped her forehead. She poked into every room, looking for Applejack for the advice of what was going on with her. She could feel her horns rubbing against the knit cap as the worries crept over her even more. Stomping back down to the main room, Apple Bloom made her way into the kitchen and looked out of the window.
The fields looked surprisingly empty around the big red barn to the side of the house. Still no sign of Applejack from what she could see. Sighing heavily, Apple Bloom went back into the main room as her clothed disguise felt itchier with every second it rubbed against her skin. She suddenly flopped onto the couch and closed her eyes as she groaned, not sure what to make of what was happening.
A familiar ring buzzed in her pants, jolting Apple Bloom out of her stupor. Jumping up with her breasts bouncing under her sweatshirt, she rustled through her sweatpants to find her phone, noticing that it was Scootaloo calling for the first time in a long while since going their separate ways.
“Hey, Scoots!” Apple Bloom greeted, answering the call.
“Hey Apple Bloom, uh… is it alright if I come over? Something’s up and well, maybe you know how to fix it.”
“Huh? Uh, yeah, I’m at the farm if you want to meet up,” Apple Bloom sat back down on the couch, scratching at her chest.
“The farm? But isn’t the school year still going on?”
“Yeah, I wanted to talk to my sister but she’s not here. Aren’t you in classes too?”
Before Scootaloo had a chance to answer, another call was coming through on Apple Bloom’s phone. She pulled the phone away from her ear to see that Sweetie Belle was calling her as well. “Hold on Scoots, Sweetie’s calling me.”
“Wait, Apple B-”
“Hey, Sweetie!” Apple Bloom greeted, surprised to see another friend call.
“Apple Bloom! I need your help!”
“Oh? What’s up?” Apple Bloom asked, feeling her head getting itchy under her knit cap.
“It’s not exactly something I can explain? Can we meet up?”
“Yeah, I’m at the farm!” Apple Bloom explained.
“Farm? But what about school? And your classes?”
“Yeah, I know Sweetie. Just come over here and me and Scoots will help you out.” Apple Bloom answered, looking up at the ceiling.
“Scootaloo? She’s over there too?”
“She’s dealing with something too.” Apple Bloom sat back up on the couch, remembering Scootaloo on the other side of the call.
“Okay, okay, I’ll be over soon!”
The line ended as Apple Bloom switched back to Scootaloo’s call as she scratched her legs under her sweatpants.
“So Sweetie’s panicking about something too.” Apple Bloom explained.
“That makes two of us.”
“So, you coming over for breakfast? I’m starving.” Her stomach growled loud enough for Scootaloo to hear it over the receiver.
“It’s… almost noon.”
“Yeah, so you better get over here so we can help me and Sweetie Belle with our issues.”
“Wait, wait, don’t forget about me!”
With a quick press of the button, Apple Bloom ended the call and closed her eyes, as she laid spread out on the couch. What were the odds of both of her best friends calling her today? Would they know what to do about what was happening?
Apple Bloom’s eyes shot open as she sat up, feeling her body tingling all over. The heat had become unbearable in the living room and she had to do something to fix it.
Standing in the middle of the living room, Apple Bloom pulled off her sweater to expose her huge bare breasts to the cool air inside of the house. Taking off the knit beanie, she wiped off the sweat of her forehead, not paying attention to the horns protruding from her red hair. Slipping off her sweatpants, Apple Bloom noticed her pajama bottoms soaked with the sweat from under her clothes. She quickly pulled them off, feeling free of all restrictions in her plump, nude form. She breathed a sigh of relief as her body started to cool down, the nub on her lower back stretching out ever so slightly.
Apple Bloom sat down on the couch with her bare rear end, taking off her shoes and pulling off her socks. Wriggling her pudgy toes in front of her, she closed her eyes for a second before her stomach once again growled with heavy intensity.
Standing up, Apple Bloom made her way to the kitchen and rustled around for something to eat. Opening the fridge, she could feel the cool air of the conditioner blowing against her bare skin, cooling her down from the heat. Unfortunately, there was nothing ready to eat in the fridge, leading her to search elsewhere.
Pushing aside an apple and orange in a bowl, her hands gripped onto a big jar of homemade cookies. Opening the lid, Apple Bloom quickly scarfed down one of the cookies before the doorbell rang. She briskly made her way over to the front door, opening it without a care in the world that she wasn’t wearing any clothes. Fortunately, it was just Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle at the door.
“Is it just me or have you gotten a little shorter? Also a bit chubbier?” Sweetie Belle commented, leaning over to see Scootaloo looking up at her.
“Well, we’ll just see what Apple Bloom has to say about my height!” Scootaloo shot back before the two looked over at the naked Apple Bloom in the doorway.
“Apple Bloom!” Sweetie Belle shrieked, not expecting to see her friend nude in front of her in the middle of the day.
“Yeah um… You want to do something about yourself, Apple Bloom?” Scootaloo asked, turning away as a soft blush crossed her cheeks.
Apple Bloom chewed and swallowed a cookie in front of her friends before looking down to see that she was indeed in the buff, answering the door, with her friends in front of her. “Oh shit!”
She quickly shoved the jar of cookies into Scootaloo’s arms as the two girls stepped towards the doorway, only to have Apple Bloom slam the door in their faces. Scootaloo looked over at Sweetie Belle, whose cheeks looked even redder than hers from what she could imagine.
“I wasn’t expecting that to happen.” Sweetie Belle whispered as Apple Bloom opened the door, this time dressed in her baggy clothes from earlier. Scootaloo shrugged as she stuffed her hand into the jar, taking one of Apple Bloom’s cookies for herself.
“Hey girls,” she smiled, trying to play off the embarrassment from earlier, “Come on in!”
The two girls walked in as Apple Bloom grabbed the jar from Scootaloo, getting back into the cookies. Apple Bloom flopped back on the couch as Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle made their seats on the floor next to her. She had noticed that Scootaloo was heavier than she was before heading off to her school and Sweetie Belle’s thighs pushed out against the hem of her skirt. “So, what’s with you two? All this time we haven’t talked and now both of you decide to call me?”
“Yeah, I dunno about Scootaloo, but are you normally supposed to gain like… a lot of weight after going to college?” Sweetie Belle asked, looking over to her pudgier friend.
“I thought it was just that fifteen pounds that you gain from all the good food but the mess didn’t have anything but healthy food. I had to sneak in the good stuff!” Scootaloo answered, looking proud at her smuggling.
“Mess? Huh?”
“The uh… cafeteria. Sorry, air force talk!” Scootaloo explained, looking at the heavier Apple Bloom as well.
“Whoa, let’s talk about you! What was with the…” Sweetie Belle chirped up, waving her hands to gesture to the nude gesture that she and Scootaloo had experienced not more than five minutes ago. “Y’know!”
Apple Bloom sighed, raising her hand over her head as she pulled off her beanie, showing off the small horns coming from her head. “So I’ve been going through these really weird changes, like being really lazy and failing my classes and I don’t know why. I came here looking for Applejack but she’s not here and then you two called and said you guys were going through some stuff so I figured we could help each other out?”
“And how long has this been going on?” Scootaloo asked, raising her eyebrow.
“Umm… maybe a week or two now?” Apple Bloom answered, her cheeks turning red from embarrassment.
“A week?!” Sweetie Belle squeaked, standing up in front of the couch. “You think that growing horns and spots was normal?”
“I...uhh... I didn’t know! It didn’t seem that bad until…” Apple Bloom trailed off, unsure of how much she wanted to tell her friends. Scootaloo gave a telling nod to Sweetie Belle beside her, not seeing the first time that their friend was a bit forgetful.
“Until?” Sweetie Belle repeated, leading Apple Bloom to continue.
Apple Bloom looked blankly at her friends for a second. “What was I talking about again?”
Scootaloo groaned as Sweetie Belle slapped her palm into her face. Taking a deep breath, Sweetie Belle tried her best to assess the situation from how she saw it.
“Well, with the horns and spots, it’s like I’m… turning into a cow?” Apple Bloom questioned in deep thought.
“Well, that takes care of Apple Bloom, how about you Sweetie Belle?” Scootaloo asked, turning the spotlight to her nervous friend next to her.
“I… I have been going through a few things too. Mythica is really hard.” Sweetie Belle admitted, shuffling her feet on the ground. “The classes go super fast and I haven’t been doing very well on my tests. It’s really… frustrating!”
“Told you,” Scootaloo interjected, getting a glare from Apple Bloom as Sweetie Belle continued her story.
“Then I got worried about gaining weight so I changed my diet to veggies and things. But then I got really self-conscious about tests and what the others thought about the weird veggie girl and I just started staying at the dorm while freaking out that I shouldn’t be alone and… that’s not even the worst part.”
“What’s that, Sweetie?” Apple Bloom asked, seeing Sweetie Belle’s face turn sheet white at the thought.
“Diamond Tiara is in three of my classes! Her father got her into the university and she’s still mean to me and about you two too!”
“Ugh, Diamond Tiara,” Scootaloo commented, blowing a raspberry.
“And lately I’ve been kind of itchy and scratching at myself and the bed and… yesterday, well, something weird happened.”
Sweetie Belle turned around as her friends watched on in intrigue. Gripping onto the edge of her skirt, Sweetie Belle pulled it down to her knees, displaying her backside in her unicorn panties along with a tuft of feathers growing from her tailbone. Her face blushed heavily as Scootaloo stood up at the sight of the feathers.
“Whoa! You got a tail like Apple Bloom?!” Scootaloo shouted as her pants slipped off, exposing her thunderbolt print underwear. She quickly grabbed the edge of her belt, pulling it up to cover herself.
“Yeah! And this weird thing on my head makes me feel like a chicken hen or something!” Sweetie Belle pulled her skirt back up as she turned around, noticing that Scootaloo was a good inch or two shorter than her. “Have you always been that short, Scootaloo?”
“What? No! You just got taller Sweetie!” Scootaloo blushed, scowling at the thought.
“No, I think she’s on to something. Your clothes are also really draped around you too.” Apple Bloom added, making Scootaloo grip onto her pants to not let them drop again.
“It was a laundry day. Cut me some slack!” Scootaloo shot back with a huff.
“And your nose?” Sweetie Belle asked, pointing at Scootaloo’s face. Scootaloo raised her hand to her face, pressing against her nose. She could feel her nose getting flat against her palm as a short snort escaped her widening nostrils.
“Something wrong, Scoots?” Apple Bloom asked as Scootaloo sighed and sat back down.
“Okay, so, I had a pretty rough week like Sweetie. Not Diamond Tiara rough, but it’s… pretty bad.” Scootaloo began as Sweetie Belle sat down next to her.
“The Academy is way too rigid with their stuffy rules. They control when we go to bed, when we wake up, what we eat, what we learn, what we do, it’s… too much! I just wanted to relax, learn some cool tricks like Rainbow Dash, and eat junk food all day!”
Sweetie Belle gave a similar telling nod to Apple Bloom as Scootaloo continued her story.
“Yesterday, I got kicked off the team for missing a super-early practice. Then they searched in my bunk and got rid of all of my snacks! And I couldn’t do anything about it! I got so mad that I went to the showers, which were absolutely freezing, and I…”
Scootaloo paused for a second, unsure if she wanted to continue.
“And? What did you do?” Sweetie Belle asked, wanting to hear the rest of the story.
“I blew off a little steam. Then I packed off and left, calling Apple Bloom to look for a place to stay while I dealt with all this. I couldn’t seem to process all of these… pig-like changes!” Scootaloo finished, trying not to stare at Apple Bloom’s chest as she sat up. “I guess I owe you all an apology.”
“Yeah, me too,” Sweetie Belle added.
“No, I was wrong too. I shouldn’t have wanted to keep you guys from leaving. But now, with everything that’s happening, I want my best friends to be here while I figure it out!” Apple Bloom confessed, dragging the two into a group hug.
The girls embraced each other as Scootaloo more than intentionally grazed against Apple Bloom’s sweater, feeling her breast on the back of her hand. Apple Bloom let out a quick exclamation, her cheeks turning red from the contact.
“Has anyone also been really turned on lately?” Scootaloo asked, her cheeks turning red. Apple Bloom looked away, blushing just as heavily.
“I’ve been handling things in the shower more often, yeah.” Apple Bloom replied, the two of them looking at Sweetie Belle.
“What? I don’t know what you two are talking about!” Sweetie Belle shrugged as Scootaloo and Apple Bloom looked at each other.
“Are your nips hard right now, Apple Bloom?” Scootaloo asked with a heavy breath as Sweetie Belle backed up.
“What? No…” Apple Bloom lied, scrunching her mouth up as her sister does.
“You’re a bad liar. What made you so excited?” Scootaloo asked, rubbing her legs together as she started to feel a tingle between her thigh.
“You mentioned… getting off in the shower. It made me think of some… things…” Apple Bloom stuttered, instinctively rubbing at her chest.
“Like how this slob jills out in private?” Scootaloo asked seductively as she backed away slowly. Unfortunately, her pants fell to her feet, tripping her as she fell backward with her legs open. Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle stared at the embarrassed Scootaloo, blushing with her panties in full view.
“Oh, not exactly…” Apple Bloom replied, lifting her sweater to show off her bare breast as she sat down against the couch.
“Girls… we shouldn’t…” Sweetie Belle gulped, teasing at the edge of her skirt.
“Apple Bloom, your tits are huge~” Scootaloo complimented as she rubbed at herself, feeling herself getting wet under her panties.
“Mmm, thanks Scoots~” Apple Bloom squeezed her breast, giving off a low moan.
“Ahh, I gotta…” Sweetie Belle sat down, pulling her skirt up as she rubbed at her panties to join in with her friends.
As the girls began to pleasure themselves and moan next to each other, they couldn’t hear the front door unlock and open as Applejack announced her return from the errands. She walked in to see the half-dressed, half-animal girls giving in to their instincts as they watched each other, not even noticing her presence. In Applejack’s mind, she could hear the animal noises coming from the pleasure in the room as she began to form the perfect solution to their livestock problem on the farm.
Apple Bloom let out a loud moo as Scootaloo kissed her chest, holding her pudgy body against her. “Who’s a dirty cow~? Let me taste your sweet milk~!”
