Author's Note

I finally got another chapter out after a few weeks of hiatus and writer’s block. This one includes a certain orange farm pony.

Plowed and Fertilized

The summer sun was was unforgiving, and since there were fresh apples to be picked this month, it made life on Sweet Apple Acres even more unbearable. However, for a certain somepony, the sweltering heat and a little hard work have never put her in a foul mood. In fact, it was relaxing for her. Her little helper on the other hand...

“Come on Sammy-boy,” Applejack, the strong, hardworking farm-pony called for her assistant, a five-foot, six-inch tall male human. “Ya gotta work harder if ya wanna keep up with me. Even mah little sister can work harder than you!”

Sam somehow found his way into this land of magic and strange residents after taking a dip in a special secret lake he found in the middle of summer. Unlike the orange farm girl, Sam was unfit, weak, and not that experienced with manual labor.

“I told you, AJ,” he called back, “I’m not that good with this kind of labor, why don’t you just let me work on peeling apples, or making cider, or something?” Anything besides this excruciating job would be satisfying.

Applejack turned back to look at Sam, who was currently trying not to pass out while holding a basket full of apples. “I’d like somepony to work the other stations, but Big Mac and Applebloom are out at a fair, and Granny’s... well... Granny. So you’re the only one to help me out, Sammy.”

Sam just released a defeated sigh. “Fine, can we at least stop for a drink? We’ve been working for almost an hour, and we still have acres of apples to collect.”

AJ thought about it for a moment and decided it was a smart idea to take a break before the weak little human passed out from working in the sun for an hour.

They made their way to the house where Sam was able to collapse in a chair and actually catch a breath of cold, fresh air. Applejack proceeded to pour two cold mugs of apple cider, one of which Sam guzzled in mere seconds.

“Wow, you were mighty thirsty, huh?” Applejack asked, eyeing the human closely.

“Oh, you have no idea,” he responded. “You're used to working in the field since you were young. But I’ve never learned the torments of hard labor until now. I’ve always been an easygoing guy, always partying, drinking, hanging out with friends, and just having fun.”

AJ just smiled warmly at Sam. “You like ta drink, huh?” An idea popped into her head. “How about a drinkin’ contest?”

This seemed to really get Sam’s curiosity, because he shot straight up at attention. “I’m listening?”

Applejack walked over to the pantry and shifted some boxes and bottles around until she found what she was looking for. She pulled out a massive, three-liter bottle of Tipsy Bartender Cider. Sam’s eyes grew wide at the enormous size of the bottle. He looked at the contents of the bottle and found out it’s Alcohol By Volume percentage is 80%!

“Applejack,” he said with quivering lips. “Are you okay we should be drinking something this strong?” He was used to drinking until he passed out, but this looked like it could knock him out in four shots.

“Aw, what’s the matter? Too much alcohol for ya?” she said teasingly. Now if there was one thing Sam hated more than anything, it was being taunted, especially if it was over something competitive.

“Shut up!” He grabbed the bottle with both hands, gripping it tight so that it didn’t slip due to its weight, and filled two mugs with the strong drink.

The smell was bitter like vinegar and pungent to the nose. The color was a golden brown like the leaves of autumn. Sam dipped a finger into the smooth, watery liquid and tasted it. Despite its smell, it was somewhat sweet; not like candy, but like freshly cut apples.

Sam took his cup and Applejack took hers. “One, two, three!” They both yelled in unison and began to chug down their drinks. Applejack was the first to finish. She grasped the bottle and began to pour her second round. Damian followed suit and proceeded to do the same. It went back and forth like this until Sam was beginning to take the lead by the fourth cup.

Applejack’s eyes began to flutter as she tried to keep herself awake and conscious, while Sam was just struggling to take an entire mug of alcohol down his throat without throwing up.

Suddenly there was a large thud. Sam looked over to see Applejack collapsed on the floor, her mug rolling around on the table with alcohol dripping out of it and onto the wooden floor.

“AJ?” She didn’t respond. She was breathing, but she didn't respond. “AJ, are you okay?” Sam began to worry that she may have gone into some kind of alcohol-induced coma or she may have hit her head somewhere. Shit, shit, shit!

He frantically got up from his chair, but all of the alcohol that he drank suddenly kicked in like a huge tidal wave and his vision began to blur. He grasped the table and tried to steady himself as his vision was slightly adjusting and refocusing. His head felt like it was splitting apart and his chest was heavy. Dammit, I knew this wasn't a good idea.

Sam got down and rolled Applejack onto her back, revealing her face: her eyes were closed, but her chest was rising and falling. Her breaths were deep, meaning she was definitely fine. Most of her orange face was replaced with red due to the warm feeling of the booze. Thank God, she's alive. He looked outside to see the sun beginning to set on the horizon. This little pony is gonna need some rest if she's gonna wake up at all.

Sam carried the unconscious pony to his bedroom. Due to his size, Sam's bed is sturdier and bigger than everyone else's - even Big Mac's. He laid her down on the soft bed and pulled the blanket over her to keep her warm as the sun's warmth faded away and the cool winds of the night made their way into the house.

It was at this moment that Sam actually took the time to look Applejack over. She was beautiful. Not only was she kind and strong and hardworking, but she was perhaps the most beautiful pony Sam had ever seen in this world. Rarity, the town fashionista, was of course the most beautiful to everyone else, but to Sam, for some reason, she didn't compare to AJ's beauty.

He ran his fingers through her hay colored hair. It felt coarse and rough due to the many hours of working in the fields under the intense heat of the sun. He then ran his hand down her face. It was actually soft and spongy, not hard and chiseled like he would have expected from a hardworking pony like her. It was almost as if she put on moisturizer every day to look presentable to someone. A thought ran through Sam's mind.

The cold air made its way into the room and through Sam's body, causing him to shiver. He looked over at Applejack who was sleeping soundly and peacefully... and warmly. Maybe I should.... He immediately shook the thought from his mind. I can't do that. It's my bed, but Big Mac and Applebloom will be back soon. I just-

"Ya gonna get in or what?" Applejack asked hoarsely. Sam looked back in surprise at the pony who looked so weak and fragile compared to her strong nature. "What ya starin' at?"

"Geez, Applejack, you almost gave me a heart attack," Sam said, chuckling with happiness at Applejack's quick recovery. "I'm glad you're okay."

Applejack smiled weakly at the worried human. "Thanks. You wanna join me?" She lifted the blanket to reveal an open spot where Sam could lay. He blushed as he thought of sleeping with Applejack.

"W-what about your brother?" he asked nervously. If Big Mac saw him in bed with his little sister... he didn't want to think about it.

"S'alright," she said. Her eyes were hypnotizing, Sam couldn't help but lean closer to her. Suddenly, he felt a kiss on his lips. He was taken by surprise, but he didn't try to fight back, he just let it happen. Sam embraced the farm pony in a hug, not letting her go, even as they broke their kiss just to take a breath.

Sam climbed into the bed and laid on top of Applejack, letting his massive size cover in a shadow her as they continued to exchange their love and passion. He felt Applejack's hoof run down his arm and down his hip until it came in contact with his already erect penis.

"Now I prefer apples," Applejack began, "but I don't mind tastin' you a bit."

Sam moved until his back was on the bed and Applejack was on top of him. She moved down until her muzzle was at level with Sam's throbbing erection. She didn't need help removing his pants as they were already pretty loose. The warm rod of meat slapped her face. She giggled in her drunken state, rubbing her face against the hard shaft. She licked its side, sending a warm feeling up Sam's body. He gasped in pleasure as AJ continued to move her tongue around his shaft. Her tongue traveled up and down; from the glans to the base, occasionally teasing Sam's frenulum causing him to twitch and grasp the covers from the sudden shock.

He couldn't take this teasing anymore, he needed to feel her. Sam grabbed the back of Applejack's head with both hands and forced her down to the base of his dick, causing her to choke and gag as she tried to breath, but couldn't. Sam saw the distress in her eyes and pulled her off of his now slobbered dick. She coughed and spat everywhere, staining the sheets in her spit. Her eyes were watering and her face was red from near suffocation.

"Shit, are you okay?" Sam asked worriedly. "I didn't mean to, I just wanted to fell you and-" but he didn't get to finish his apology as the farm pony went back to sucking on his cock, taking it to the hilt and back up. Sam let the pleasure overcome him. He gripped the sheets as wave after wave of ecstasy flooded through his brain, filling him with endorphin chemicals.

Applejack released Sam's dick from her wet, warm chamber and let the slick, wet rod stand on its own. She smiled at her work, taking in the beautiful scene. "I think your plow's ready, pardner," she said. She laid back and spread her rear hooves to reveal her dripping, winking, pink plot. It was like a gate, opening and shutting, inviting him in to please her. "I want you to plow my field."

Sam didn't hesitate. He grabbed his slick erection and gently inserted it into Applejack's awaiting orifice. The little pony stifled a moan as it slipped in easily. He began to rock back and forth, holding onto AJ's hooves for balance. Every thrust sent waves of pleasure through both of them, the warm wet feeling of AJ's vagina, and the penetrating sensation of Sam's erection.

"Come on big boy! Show. Me. What. You. Got!" Applejack spoke between thrusts. Their groins made a wet slap every time they made contact with each other. Every erotic sound from Applejack's moans to the lewd sounds of their wet bodies made Sam thrust harder and faster.

He was getting close, he could feel his cock growing from the built up pressure of semen collecting in his epididymis. "Ah can feel it,"AJ stated. "Ya just got bigger all of a sudden. Well go ahead, plant your seed in me. I want to grow some nice, healthy apples!" As Applejack said this, she leaned up to kiss Sam as he continued to thrust with all his might, trying to force out all of his pent up cum.

Finally, it happened. A blast of semen exploded from the tip of Sam's dick and through AJ's cervical canal and into her open uterus. The rush of warm, white liquid pouring into her was like heaven on earth. She proceeded to kiss her lover as her vaginal walls squeezed tightly around his dick, letting the geyser of cum spurt small globs until every last drop was drained.

They both collapsed on the bed as the euphoria and pleasure suddenly left their bodies. They both gasped for breath, their chests heaving and lowering with every breath. They looked at each other with passion and love in their eyes. "So," Sam began, "did you mean what you said? About wanting to grow some healthy apples? Or was that the alcohol talking?"

Applejack smiled at the human and kissed him on the lips. "Wadda ya think big guy?" she asked. They both gazed into each other's eyes until the door swung open, startling them. They pulled the blanket up to cover their shameful bodies. Big Macintosh and Applebloom were standing in the doorway staring at Sam and Applejack’s naked, sweaty bodies.

“Hey, big sis,” Applebloom said, “what’re y’all doin’?”

“Uh, we’re just wrestlin’ Applebloom. That’s why we’re so sweaty. Heheh, yeah.” Aapplejack tried her best to lie, after all, she is the Element of Honesty, one of the six Elements of Harmony that have saved Equestria countless times.

“Oh, can I join?” Applejack’s baby sister asked.

AJ’s eyes grew wide with concern. “M-maybe when you’re older and stronger sweetie.” Her eyes then moved over to her older brother who was staring at her and Sam with shock. As Applebloom trotted off to her bedroom, Big Mac slowly closed the door, but not before giving Sam a blazing look of hatred.

“Should’ve known this wasn’t going to end well,” Sam said, looking at Applejack with worry. She looked back at him, but with a smile.

“Doncha worry, if mah brother tries anything with ya, he’s gonna have ta go through me first.”

Sam was a little reassured by this and kissed AJ on the forehead. “We’ll see what happens in the morning. G’night.”

“Love ya, Sammy-boy.” They closed their eyes and waited for tomorrow’s sun to rise for another work filled day. And the wrath of Big Mac.