Chapters In life everypony tends to go through a phase, it is always out of nowhere and most families don’t know how to handle it at first. But for the Apple family they are about to learn the hard way for when one of these phases hit.
“For the last time I can pick out what I wanna wear!” Applebloom shouts.
“You will not, that outfit barely covers anything!” Applejack barks back.
Applebloom has now begun a rebellious phase, which in terms of phases is by far the worst. Considering she is now wearing more revealing outfits and vying for the attention of the other stallions as they are now becoming the world to her. With a low cut shirt that barely hides her chest and a skirt so short if the wind picked up you can see her panties.
Applejack however knew how she went through her own phase, but this one was probably the worst thing considering she saw the other mares flirting and chasing stallions which lead to many of them getting knocked up and what not. And being Applebloom’s big sister she was not having any of this nonsense.
“You aren’t thinking straight, you got all these hormones and stuff going on inside that are making you act this way,” Applejack explains. “Back me up here Big Mac,” she says.
“Noooooope, I ain’t getting involved in this one,” Big Mac replies.
“It doesn’t matter what you or Big Mac say, I am a grown mare I can do whatever I want whenever I want!” Applebloom retorts with a stomp of her hoof.
“Well you’re grounded then missy!” Applejack fires back at her.
“You can’t ground me!” Applebloom spits back.
“You’re living in the families house so I can!” Applejack responds.
“But-” Applebloom pleads.
“No buts, now get to your room until all this craziness in your body calms down!” Applejack orders her sibling who stomps off in a huff, straight up the stairs. “And don’t you dare slam the-” Applejack starts but is cut off by a loud slamming noise. “Door,” she finishes sighing. “Why the hell didn’t you back me up Big Mac!?” Applejack complains.
“Me what was I supposed to say?” Big Mac retorts.
“Oh about how nobody wants to end up like a slut!?” Applejack booms. “After all all you do is mosey all through town plowing anypony in a skirt that gives you a time of day,” Applejack responds now turning her wrath over to Big Mac.
Meanwhile upstairs Applebloom was in a huff, flopping on her bed and screaming into her pillow.
“She always treats me like a foal!” Applebloom shouts into a pillow before eventually tossing it to the other side of the room. “And you know what I’m gonna show her I’m a grown pony by acting like one!” Applebloom says stomping her hoof.
She then goes to her nightstand, opening and fishing out a card she found while washing some of Applejack’s clothes.
The card read;
Flanksworth adult club. Mares night wednesday night from seven pm to three am. Mares drinks half off! Dances half off! And private sessions twenty five percent off! We can’t make everything half off.
“This is clearly a sign and way to prove to her that I am a full grown and mature mare,” Appleblooms says before grabbing her purse and tying her bedsheets together. “I’ll show her,” she tells herself before tying one end of the sheet to her bed frame, and tossing the other out the window.
She grabs on trying to climb out her window, which is a bit of a struggle as the wind decides to pick up and she now is clinging for dear life as she is blown to and fro. After a bit the wind calms down and Appleblooms mini heart attack does too, as she lands on ground and takes off towards the ominous club way off in the distance from the quaint farmhouse.
“And I told you not to have sex with her but ya did anyway despite the fact she was seeing somepony else!” AJ complains further ripping into Big Mac about his relationship choices. “And lets not forget the engagement you ruined too!” she piles on.
“Celestia help me,” he says, trying to ignore her looking out the window and seeing the tied up sheets dangling from Appleblooms room. He then closes the drapes hiding the evidence from Applejack as she continues her tirade.
Elsewhere Applebloom arrived at the ominous club, Flanksworth. She looks up at the neon sign and then over at a line that is quite long and stretches for nearly a mile. Hoping that her good looks and southern esque charm could perhaps let her cut the line.
She walks up to the bouncer who was a mare with an electric green coat, who stares at her with an icy cold intimidating stare.
“Hi is there a chance I could cut the line?” Applebloom asks putting on a big grin for emphasis.
“Hmmmm you seem a bit young got any Id?” The bouncer asks, raising her eyebrow at the farm pony.
“Of course, right, one second here…” Applebloom responds by digging through her purse to find her ID which she pulls out and hands to the bouncer who looks her up and down.
“Alright head through, I can make an exception for a fine piece of ass like you,” she says giving her a swat on the rear making Applebloom blush heavily as she enters the mysterious club.
Back at Sweet Apple Acres, Applejack after tearing Big Mac a new behind verbally. She heads upstairs to talk to Applebloom.
“Applebloom?” she knocks on her sisters door. “Look I wanna talk!” she states not hearing a response from her. “Look don’t be like this I wanna talk to you, so Imma coming in,” Applejack says, grabbing hold of the doorknob and twisting it open only to find the room empty.
She looks around and sees the makeshift bed sheet rope and on the floor the business card for Flanksworth.
“Ah fuck,” Applejack says.
“Big Mac!” Applejack lets out at the top of her lungs causing him to rush up to Applebloom’s room.
“Wha-what is it!?” he asks frantically after running up the stairs.
“Applebloom’s runaway!” Applejack yells pointing at the open window with the bedsheets hanging outside.
“Oh, that is just uh terrible I guess,” Big Mac says trying to sound genuine but fails miserably, which Applejack picks up on.
“You knew didn’t you,” she confronts him with an angered expression.
“I saw her climb out while you were prattling on earlier,” Big Mac admits.
“You knew!?” Applejack screams.
“Oh boy,” Big Mac says as he is about to receive another tongue lashing
Meanwhile at Flanksworth Applebloom had just entered and was greeted to the sights of the main area of the club, being the bar and stage. As expected for ladies night it’s all stallions working the stage and floor with a few mares too mostly being barmaids dolling out drinks to the thirsty customers.
“Hey you with the big bow in her hair!” A voice calls out to Applebloom from behind. Applebloom turns around to see somepony sitting at a booth with a big sign reading ‘Currency exchange’.
“Ain’t seen a pretty doll like you before so you must be new right?” the stallion remarks. “So I’ll explain this to ya, if you want to pay the talent you need bit bucks instead of bits which you can exchange here,” he explains to her. “And don’t worry about any leftovers you can bring back and will swap 'em for regular ol’ bits,” he goes on to mention. “So care to make a conversion?” he asks, to which Applebloom then ponders to herself.
Wondering how she can further prove her point and stick it to Applejack, before a light bulb goes off in her head.
“Well I was wondering where can I go to get a private room with the best… entertainer?” Applebloom asks him.
“Oh another mare seeking a go on his disco stick huh?” he responds with a chuckle. “He’s finishing up with another customer. Do you think you can give him a good half hour?” he asks.
“Oh sure,” Applebloom responds, heading to the bar to hang out waiting for the entertainer to be done with his current client.
A mare in rather skimpy clothing is working the bar dolling out drinks to thirsty horny patrons. She spots Applebloom approaching and turns to face the young mare.
“New around here huh?” she questions Applebloom.
“How does everypony know?” Applebloom asks confusedly.
“You got that look about you hun,” the bartender informs her. “Innocent filly entering the den of sin,” she points out. “You stick out like a sore thumb,” she ends.
“That bad huh?” Applebloom responds looking a bit awkward now.
“Don’t worry every doll’s got a story, what's yours? Cheating coltfriend? Virgin who wants her cherry popped?” the bartender tries to guess.
“Eh no just trying to prove a point to my older sister,” Applebloom answers.
“Ah rebelling a classic,” the bartender responds. “So into stallions, mares, or maybe mares with a third leg?” the bartender questions.
“Ah well… ain’t that a bit personal?” Applebloom questions awkwardly laughing it off.
“Look around hun,” she tells Bloom. “Personal left when you walked through the door,” she informs her.
“Right well, I asked for the best stallion entertainer here,” Applebloom says, tapping her index fingers together embarrassingly. She is not used to the openness of the ponies here at Flanksworth.
“Oh, did you now?” the bartender’s eyes widened in amazement. “I once went a round with him in our gloryhole room, Hurt the hell outta my jaw and made me full the rest of the day,” she points out.
“Oh…. he did,” Applebloom adds now feeling slightly nervous and questioning her decision, but still wants to go through to prove a point to Applejack.
“Ha ha it was mostly because I got socked by some drunk mare who thought I fucked her coltfriend so he isn’t fully responsible,” the bartender pointed out with a grin, noticing Applebloom’s worriedness.
“Ouch, did you fuck her coltfriend?” Applebloom asks confused.
“No turns out he preferred getting filled instead of doing the filling if you catch my drift,” the bartender tells her with a wink.
“Oh…” Applebloom responds looking down. “I think I’ll have a drink now,” Applebloom says now thinking it will end this conversation line.
“Alright, what will you have dollface?” the bartender asks her.
“Whatever the house recommends,” Applebloom responds.
“Got it one sex on the beach coming up,” the bartender says as she gets to work whipping up the drink with a lot of shaking and tossing of things in the air, making it a real show. Applebloom watches in amazement of the bartender making the beverage, jaw wide open. Eventually the bartender places a glass in front of Applebloom topping it off with an umbrella before pushing it toward Applebloom.
“Th-thank you,” Applebloom responds still in amazement over the impressive show the bartender gave before she begins nursing her drink enjoying and savoring the flavors. She turns around to watch the show as she drinks, seeing various strippers of both sexes doing their best to put on a show for the captivating audience.
Out of the corner of her eye she spies a red stallion wearing shorts escorting a mare who has a belly like she was carrying quintuplets.
“Oh my I haven’t had fun like this in ages,” the mare informs him.
“Well I certainly hope you come again, we love milf’s here,” The red stallion replies.
“Oh I will, take care now,” she says, giving him a kiss on the cheek and walking out.
The stallion then makes a beeline to the bar right where Applebloom is.
“One of my stamina rejuvenators please,” he orders, to which the bartender goes under the bar and tosses him a bottle filled with something that resembles milk. He pops the cork and guzzles it down without hesitation finishing with a sigh of delight.
“Also your next client is here,” the bartender pointed out, pointing to Applebloom.
“Oh?” he responds looking at her.
Outside of Flanksworth currently…
“I don’t give a darn about no line!” Applejack complains. “Ma sister is in there doing some debauchery and I am here to put a stop to it!” she spits at the bouncer who at this point is more than annoyed with her.
“Look if you ain’t getting in line, you ain’t getting in,” the bouncer reiterates. “Your sister got in because she wanted to so she is a customer that is not my problem,” the bouncer tells her once again.
“Well I don’t care, I am going in!” Applejack says trying to go past but runs into a rather large and intimidating mare.
“Iz there a problem?” the large mare says with a thick accent.
“Just a line cutter,” the bouncer informs her.
“Oh da? Vell ve show vhat line cutters get as punishment,” she says effortlessly picking up Applejack and hauling her off into the club.
Applejack is then carried into Flanksworth detention section, which is mainly used to help deal with the troublemakers Flanksworth occasionally has.
“Velcome to detention section here, you work off punishment for trying to enter vithout permission,” Tamina informs her. The room the detention section was really just a giant wall with holes at crotch level, and all the ‘troublemakers’ were on their knees sucking cocks or fucking them and others strapped to bed like platforms with their lower halves hanging out exposed but judging by the expressions on their faces. “Now ve let you go after zucking three cocks and fucking two more,” Tamina explains.
“Wha-what!?” Applejack exclaims. “I ain’t doing that!” Applejack informs her.
“Vell you pay ze fine which is two hundred bits,” Tamina tells her. “Do one or ze other and you are free to go,”
“That’s way too expensive!” Applejack complains.
“Vell it is either one or ze other unless you vant to tussle with Tamina which I vill show you domination if you do,” she warns. “I’ve beaten bear with spoon, wrestled alligator with pinkie finger, I’ve eaten glass for breakfast but zat is unhealthy so now it’s oatmeal,” Tamina threatens. Applejack looks at Tamina’s muscular frame and then back at the various violators dealing with what seems to be customers.
“Three dicks to suck and two to fuck?” Applejack reconfirms, to which Tamina nods. “Fine,” she says before turning around and picking a hole deciding to get the fucking portion over with first, lowering her lower garments laying down on her stomach with her naked ass sticking out of the hole.
“Pppsht hey, first time?” a rather girlish looking stallion who’s also in the same position as Applejack.
“Uhhhh yeah?” Applejack sheepishly replies.
“Ah what for?” he asks curiously.
“Line cutting,” Applejack responds. “You?” she fires back.
“Too handsy while dancing on the stage since it isn’t audience participation night,” he explains. “But this isn’t so bad, some ponies try to come here willingly,” he adds.
“Well I ain’t doing this willingly,” Applejack complains.
“Suit yourself,” he responds. “Oooo sounds like we got company,” he exclaims feeling somepony feeling his cheeks up, his own cock throbbing against his stomach. “Must be a jock pony I bet judging from his hands,” he mentions with a tone of excitement.
Before Applejack can respond she feels a dick rubbing against her dump truck ass.
“Are they always this handsy!?” Applejack questions, to which the stallion nods.
“Yes, I mean look over to the right of you,” he says pointing out a black unicorn mare with a white stripe running down her face. “She’s here practically longer than all of us just for the fun of it! And she doesn’t stop until forty two cocks dump their loads in her!” he explains to which Applejack sees the mare’s eyes cross as she assumably cums. “Oh fuck he’s eager too!” he says with glee as the pony on the other side of the wall begins to pound his butt. Applejack felt strong but delicate hands grabbing at her rear feeling her toned bottom before pressing the large meatstick into her asshole slowly.
“O-oh horse feathers…” she whimpers, feeling it try to work it’s way into her colon.
Meanwhile in one of the suite rooms…
Applebloom sat at the booth in the room near the stripper pole watching as Magma performed for her with her face fully flushed.
“So I take it this is your first time here?” Magma asks as he dances for her in his g string.
“Y-yeah,” Applebloom responds, turning full red in color.
“Okay, have you ever done it before?” He asks her curious if she has at least done anything sexual, to which she nods with her mouth closed and sweat dripping down her face. “Well I am just doing this cause you asked for the whole package would you rather get to the whole bedrocking portion or?” he begins to ask, seeing her just staring directly at him having turned completely crimson.
“I don’t know!” she blurts out. “I did this to prove I was an independent mare but I don’t know how but I am so nervous about all this open sexuality of everything!” Applebloom let’s out.
“O-okay so this is new to me too now,” he responds, stepping down and sitting next to her.
“I’m sorry I’m ruining your mood or something,” Applebloom apologizes, calming down slightly.
“Relax, this isn’t the weirdest thing to happen to me,” he informs her. “After all my main job is making my customers happy, so if you just want to sit here and talk I’m more then willing to do so,” he tells her with a winning grin.
“Thanks, although I gotta ask one thing if that’s okay,” she questions with something on her mind.
“Shoot what is it?” he responds.
“The pony in the front told me you were the most popular one here, why is that?” Applebloom asks.
“Oh that’s probably because of this,” he says casually as he pulls out his schlong. “Or at least most ponies think it is cause of my size and girth,” he explains, giving a few pumps to his member.
“Wow,” is all Applebloom can say as she instinctively reaches out and flicks his semi erect donger. “I think I see why…” she stares in amazement feeling her cunny moisten at the sight of the rod. “You know I did pay for you and this room and all so maybe I should… I don’t know, take advantage,” she suggests pumping his cock.
“Whatever you want, I am here to serve,” he tells her with a lewd grin.
Applebloom gets up and removes her panties leaving her skirt still on as she climbs on top of him straddling him with his red monster against her supple buttcheeks now fully erect. He reaches up and grasps her hips and helps guide her to where his blunt headed tip was slightly parting her curtains, not taking it too far until she wants to. She bits her lower lip as she lowers herself allowing herself to be split on his log of a member, getting about a third of it inside of her in one go.
She then begins to lightly bounce, taking slightly more of his meat into her cock warmer. He leans back with a slight grin as she does so watching her work her hips on his red rocket, placing both hands on her pert butt and giving it a gentle squeeze as a sign of enjoyment by her enthusiastic effort. Her snatch is rather tight and not very accommodating but is becoming more determined to swallow him with her lower half. He grits his teeth, feeling her virgin-like tightness envelop him, gripping his every inch and vein like a vice not letting it feel anything except for the moisture of her pussy juice and the heat of her walls.
After some time has passed she finally swallows his dong into her nether region taking him whole at last. He suddenly grips her hips tightly and feels his cock rapidly twitch in anticipation as soon she is flooded with the warmth of his baby batter. Her stomach begins to swell from the volume of his load practically gluing her cunt shut with how thick it is.
“F-fuck, all that teasing really got me worked up!” he informs her as she holds on with her own genitals spasming in orgasm in unison.
“I hope I’m able to walk after this…” she wonders.
Elsewhere… in the punishment area of Flanksworth (Or gloryhole zone if you prefer)
Applejack continues to deep throat the young hung stallion's dick taking it into her throat, with sweat dripping from her brow. She had taken the two penises in her pussy and had already sucked off two others and this was it. She is now covered in a mix of sweat and cum, her cunny properly plowed and seeded too, and is sporting a good cum bump. She works with fever playing with whomever this is balls and working her maw, taking in big whiffs of the owners musk. She soon feels the owner’s horse member twitch as they cum straight down her gullet with her holding her breath to not gag feeling herself get force fed more nut butter.
She removes the invader from her maw and gets a slight facial from them as the rest of the load sprays all about.
“Da, zat iz good,” Tamina says approaching Applejack who is coughing up cum. “You pay for crime, you're free to leave now da?” she informs her.
Applejack gets up a task that is all the more difficult due to her now cumbersome belly.
At the entrance Applejack is escorted by Tamina to which she ironically meets up with Applebloom who is saying goodbye to Magma at the same time.
“Next time you cut line, I make you jerk tventy cocks off till your arms feel like da fall off!” Tamina warns in her thick accent before heading off leaving Applejack alone.
“Please feel free to come again,” Magma tells Applebloom, giving her a kiss on the cheek and bidding goodbye.
The two sisters stare at each other then at their respective cum bellies.
“What the hay happened to you!?” Applebloom asks.
“This never happened,” Applejack replies as the two head home, leaking cum all the way.
