Titty Taps

Applejack smiled contentedly beneath the gentle early morning sunlight as she left Sweet Apple Acres, her boots stepping down a time-worn earthen path. Behind her, pulled by both arms, was her family's folded-up market stall, loaded with barrels and sacks of fresh crop. These days, she and Mac were busier than ever, but at least Sugar Belle was around now to pitch in what she could. What with her continued teaching duties, Applejack appreciated the assistance. And cider season was comin' up next month, too! Still, she wouldn't give up her work for anything; apples were in her blood.

So it was that she made her way over to the wide thoroughfare in the middle of Ponyville which served as the space for growers and other craftsponies to display their wares. A few other early risers were getting set up, but the streets were still largely empty at this hour. This made it all the more surprising when a familiar shadow passed rapidly overhead before touching down next to Applejack.

"Mornin', Rainbow Dash," she greeted. "What're you doing up so early?"

Rainbow shrugged, the shoulder strap of her gym bag holding one side of her t-shirt in place. "Training at HQ was rough yesterday, so I took a nap, and didn't need much sleep afterwards. Thought I'd drop by and say hi before flying back up there," she explained.

"Well, you know I'm always glad to see you," Applejack confirmed with a grin, resuming her walk. Even though she was living her own dreams, Dash always made sure to leave time for her friends. And she certainly kept things interesting around here.

"I mean, who isn't?" she quipped, spinning back into the air and striking a pose.

Applejack shook her head at that, preparing a friendly jab, but Rainbow cut her off, pointing forwards. "Hey have you seen those guys here before?"

There, moving down the road in the opposite direction, were two earth ponies Applejack didn't recognize, a mare and a stallion. The stallion was a nondescript tan and brown, the only truly distinctive features he processed being some stubble on his face and his almost mafia-esque getup. The mare, meanwhile, was more eye-catching, and similar to Applejack herself in many respects. She wore jeans and a flannel shirt over defined musculature, but sported a peach-colored coat and a wavy blue and green mane. Both were pushing wooden carts in front of them, each holding a single large, round shape covered by a white tarp.

Huh. It seemed like Rainbow wasn't the only mare of interest to drop in unexpectedly today. More workin' ponies, the town sure was growing faster. "Reckon I haven't," replied Applejack, to Dash's question. "Let's go give 'em a neighborly welcome, assuming Pinkie hasn't already."

Rainbow nodded at that. "Sure thing."

Pulling closer to them, Applejack stopped and waved, drawing their attention before they could disappear down a side street. "Howdy, there! Need some help with those?"

The pair of newcomers paused, turning their muzzles to face them. It was the mare who responded, with a country accent and airy voice. "Mighty nice of you to offer, but we've got it covered. If y'all could point us in the direction of the town hall, that would be great, though." She flashed a winning smile, even as the stallion looked somewhat concerned.

Well, shoot, she could do that. Applejack tipped her hat. "Of course! Just keep goin' the way yer headed, then take a—"

"HEY!" Rainbow Dash shouted, cutting her off. Then, diving behind them, she grabbed the arm of a creature that'd been hiding in the small space between the two ponies and yanking him into the open. "What are you doing here?"

Applejack herself hadn't noticed him before, on account of how short he was, but now that her friend had called it out, she had no clue how she'd missed him. The dwarfish, black body, spiky white hair, and sharp blue eyes were hard to miss, especially after what he put her through. Jaw dropping, she crossed her arms under her chest in anger. "You're that foul feller who was working for the Storm King with Tempest!"

As the two ponies stared at each of them in turn with surprise, the little creature wrenched his arm free of Dash's grip and steadied himself. "It's Grubber, don't wear my name out. And I resent that! I totally do not stink. Do I?" He then proceeded to sniff under his armpits.

"What do you have against Grubber?" the mare asked, genuinely confused. Then, under her breath, she added "Ponies usually get upset with me first."

"Uh, he helped the Storm King take over Canterlot, among other things, then up and disappeared before he could be rehabilitated or punished," Applejack explained, brow narrowed in suspicion. "Why's he with you?"

"Yeah, what gives?" asked Rainbow, glaring at the three of them, hands on her hips and tail swishing in agitation. The stallion seemed to shy away from her as she did. "And who are you guys, anyway?"

The mare straightened her back, her mane catching the breeze. "My name's Plenty. Plenty Full. An' it don't matter to me what he did before; Grubber is my friend now," she declared. "One of the only ones. Us outcasts kinda found eachother naturally."

"Yeah, I'm cool, really!" Grubber insisted. "It's not like I wanted to be all 'capture the ponies this' and 'buy an action figure or else that' by choice, you know! He was the king, I never really had a choice, or whatever."

"But still, you didn't seem to mind doing all that stuff," Rainbow said. "At least not as much as Tempest did."

Applejack, though, was beginning to rethink her original conclusion. Plenty seemed honest enough; she'd ask her. "You're friends, ya say? How'd you meet, then?"

Eager to get Dash off his back, it was Grubber himself who replied. "Oh, that's a long story. See, with the King gone, I needed somebody else to work for or give me food - that was pretty much the only reason I stuck with the big guy - so I just booked it down the mountain and kept going until I found one of your pony towns. But they reacted the same way you hero dames did, and kicked me out."

"Eventually, he made it over to Dodge Junction, and we met. Now he helps me in a bunch'a ways," Plenty Full finished.

"Yep!" Grubber confirmed, reaching up and patting Plenty's back. "This girl makes the best root beer I've ever had, no foolin'."

As odd as it may have been, their story checked out; Applejack's experience made clear that they were telling the truth. Besides, she'd been to Dodge multiple times, and while she didn't recall seeing Plenty around, everything else lined up. She would be a hypocrite if she couldn't overlook Grubber's history. If not best pals, she could at least be amicable. A smile returned to her face. "Shoot, Grubber, Plenty, sorry I doubted y'all. If you still need a guide, my offer's open. What brings you here all the way from Dodge, if all these questions haven't tired your patience? Are you looking to open a soda pop shop, Ms. Full?"

"Hold on a sec, AJ," began Dash, wings flexing, "Something still seems off to me about that dude." Before Applejack could even look at him again, Rainbow suddenly jolted, her frown redoubling. "Wait, I know you too! You're one of Caballeron's thugs!"

It took Applejack a second to remember who that was, but when she did, her expression fell again. What was this, former villain happy hour? Was Plenty actually Cozy Glow's fool mom, or something?

"My Biff is not a thug," Plenty asserted.

When this did nothing to stymie Rainbow's aggressive posture, Biff cut into the conversation for the first time. "Hey, now, I don't want any trouble," he said, raising his hands placatingly. "The Doc retired; I was in the same spot as Grubber! Then I met Plenty, and everything changed." He shot the mare a small smile before turning fearfully back to Dash.

Applejack blinked. "So you're not evil anymore, neither?"

"Mercenaries aren't evil!" Biff exclaimed. "Where else is a stallion with a Cutie Mark in beating ponies up supposed to find work, if they flunk out of the Guard? Nopony wants you as a bodyguard or cop after that."

Rainbow Dash slowly relaxed, sinking back to the ground. "Hmm... I guess that's okay, then."

Biff sighed in relief, slumping against his cart. "Thank Celestia, I thought I was gonna get my flank kicked."

"Oh, it's fine, you big baby," reassured Plenty. Then, she leaned over to plant a quick kiss on his cheek.

Those two were an item? Applejack supposed she was happy for them, then. Somewhat embarrassed, she took off her hat, placing it against her torso. "Sorry about all these misunderstandings. And for the late introductions; I'm Applejack, and she's Rainbow Dash. I am still curious why you lot are in Ponyville to begin with, though."

At this, Plenty Full scratched the back of her head. "Funny you should ask, Ms. Applejack; I'm in the same boat as Biff, talent-wise." Turning back to her carts, she added "For years now, the more prudish ponies in my hometown have been somewhat offended whenever I try an' apply myself. I heard Ponyville was fairly progressive and excepting. It was tough saving up enough bits, but once I did, with Biff's help, we decided to make the move."

Applejack's heart went out to her. "Shucks, as long as your business ain't illegal, I don't see why there couldn't be a place for ya here."

Plenty beamed at that, Biff and Grubber also looking relived. Rainbow, however, couldn't refrain from somewhat impolitely pressing further. "What exactly is your mark in, though?"

Humming in understanding, Plenty reached for the outer edge her jeans, by her thigh, and unbuttoned the flap found there - common on Equestrian garments - to reveal her cutie mark. It was a simple fountain, water spraying upwards. "My tits are special. They're really productive, and can make way more than just milk," she explained, with pride.

"They sure are," confirmed Biff, eyes wandering back to the carts they'd been pushing before. "Also enormous. Don't forget that part, sweetie."

Plenty barked out a laugh, swatting him playfully.

Applejack had to have misheard her. Who had a talent like that? Shuffling around, she couldn't resist taking a peek at the other mare's chest. Now that she thought to look, Applejack could indeed spy that Plenty's shirt was, in fact, totally unbuttoned. And that two wide bands of flesh extended outwards from her ribcage and went under the two tarps. Could those soft-lookin', round shapes, sinking around the edges of the carts under their own weight, really be Plenty's breasts? Each one must've been larger than her whole body, over twice the size of that 'yoga' ball Rarity had!

While she silently stared, Rainbow acted. "You're telling me those gigantic things are actually your boobs?" she questioned, immensely skeptical. "No way." Closing the distance to the nearer of the carts, she then jabbed at Plenty's breast. Her cyan fist sunk into the squishy, covered flesh, which reformed when her arm retracted.

Plenty flinched at the contact, biting her lip. "Hey, not so rough! It's not like they're super sensitive, but they're still my tits."

Rainbow backpedaled, eyes wide. "Sweet Celestia, they are real. It was warm."

"Of course they are, why wouldn't they be? Then again, I still dunno what is and isn't weird for pony bodies," Grubber added, picking at his ear. "Most of my peeps all look da same."

As Dash kept gawking, Applejack joined her, pupils bouncing between Plenty's eyes and her insane assets. She almost wanted to circle around and check for the telltale points indicative of Plenty's nipples, but was too shocked to move. How did she keep missing important stuff right under her nose? Maybe she needed glasses. Either way, she supposed Plenty was still less unusual of a pony than Pinkie. Applejack wasn't an expert, but if Plenty's earth pony growin' magic was somehow concentrated inwards, and exclusively in her mammaries, them ending up so huge could easily be possible. That wasn't the only crazy part, though, far from it.

"It looks like you broke them," went Biff, who draped an arm over Plenty's shoulders. Her amused smile had returned.

"I just... is that what Biff and Grubber do for ya? Help you carry your girls around where you can't bring those carts?" Applejack managed.

"Among other things, yeah," Biff said. "I'm a red-blooded stallion, and I'm used to being ordered around. I loved the gig from the start, but I fell for Plenty herself later."

"Quiet, you," Plenty Full laughed. "Anyway, I'm strong enough to lift 'em myself, it's balance that's the issue," she explained. "That, and I prefer it when my nips don't scrape the ground, ha."

Rainbow sputtered, looking down at her own much more reasonable, aerodynamic A cups for a second before blinked at Plenty. "Since when do cutie marks have that much of a... physical effect?"

"Oh, they started growing in before that," Plenty said, now rubbing her right boob through the tarp affectionately. What she could reach of it, at least. "Puberty hit early, and hit hard. They were bigger'n my head by the time I was eleven; my mark came a bit later. Then they just sorta... didn't stop," she finished, with a slight blush.

"They're still slowly getting bigger," Grubber confirmed. "I'm having a harder time lifting the things lately." Snorting, he continued. "I might have to start eating more vegetables, which is gonna suck. And not just 'cause they make me gassy."

"Okay, we did not need to know that," went Applejack. He might've been a decent creature, but he was still ill-mannered. Granny would've thrown a fit.

"Holy shit, Plenty," intoned Rainbow Dash, ignoring him. "Part of me is kinda jealous. A tiny part, but still."

"I know, right?" quipped Biff. "I got very lucky."

"Yes. Yes you did," returned Plenty, pecking him on the cheek again. Grubber just rolled his eyes.

Applejack, though, had to snap her attention away from the faint motion Plenty's action triggered in her breasts. Just because she didn't have much of a sex drive didn't mean she never took the time to admire the female form. And Plenty certainly had a nice one, even discounting those knockers (battering rams, more like). But in this case it was inappropriate; they'd just met, after all. Also, she had a coltfriend. And was likely straight, not bi, what with how un-effeminate Biff was.

Stiffening, Applejack took a long breath in. Okay, time to bail from this whole situation, before she did something she'd regret. Especially since she was thinking about asking Rainbow out at some point. And on top of that, there were apples to sell! Placing her hat back on, she went back to her own folded stand and took up the handles. "My apologies, I won't keep y'all any longer. Town Hall is the tallest building thataways, can't miss it," she explained, pointing a finger.

Dash needed a second to process her sudden shift in intent. "Mmm, right. It is getting late. Should probably fly off to HQ soon; even I'm not that fast."

"Oh, of course," Plenty acknowledged, nodding. "It was nice to meet you both, Rainbow Dash, Applejack."

Biff reluctantly left Plenty's side, returning to grab the second boob cart. "Outside the ruin of the day, you're not half bad, Rainbow."

"Uh, you too," she replied.

"Let's get moving, already!" Grubber exclaimed. "Sittin' around is only a good use of time if you're also eating."

"I can mostly agree there," Applejack said, her grin no longer covering up any awkwardness. "Hope to see you three later!"

With that, they all waved goodbye for now, going their separate ways. Applejack couldn't help but wonder exactly how everybody else in Ponyville - pony or otherwise - would react to Plenty Full and her companions. She had some predictions, but only time would truly tell.