“I can’t believe I’m an adult and I still don’t have my cutie mark!” Applebloom stomped her right hoof petulantly. Her sister Applejack comforted her. “Ah sugar cube, It’ll happen when it’s meant to happen.” She embraced her little sister and looked over at her brother. “Yep.” He gave a big, fake smile and a thumbs up. The small mare simply sighed. They didn’t get it. How could they not understand it? “But what if it doesn’t?” She thought.

Applejack and Big Macontsoh handed Applebloom the farm produce for delivery and sent her on her way. She went around town, dejectedly watching as other ponies celebrated in the purpose their cutie marks gave them. “Hey,” called out a voice from her left. “Oh, hi Sweetie, Scoots.” Her two friends approached her. It was awkward to see them. Both had developed with the appearance of their Cutie Marks. Even Scoots was a taller and curvier than her now!

They chatted for awhile, bemoaning having fallen out of touch with each other. “We have got to hang out more!” Scoots urged. “Absolutely,” Sweetie agreed while coming close. It was humiliating to have Sweetie’s plush figure so close to her own. “Yeah.” She agreed. Deciding they’d meet again in a week at the Sweet Shop, the three went their separate ways.

Tired and depressed, Applebloom arrived at her last stop. Zecora’s cottage. It wasn’t fair! She was an adult and still her flank was blank What if she never got her mark? What she be as old as Granny Smith, still a Cutie Markless loser?

She knocked on the cottage door. “Hello, is anyone home?” In response, a decidedly male voice replied, “Coming.” Anon stuck out his head and looked ahead. “Who is,” his gaze dropped and he saw her “…oh hey there….Applebloom?” She gave him an affirmative nod that he’d got her name right. He gave her a kind smile and welcomed her in. “What are you doing here Anon?” Why was he in Zecora’s home?

“Oh, I needed a job and a place to stay.” He was moving through the cluttered mess and stood before a table covered in bottles. “I was staying with Fluttershy, but,” he blushed. Applebloom’s eyes widened. So it was true? She’d heard that he liked the pegasus since he’d appeared. He was strange, but not in unpleasant way. She’d never gotten the attention of a colt growing up and now stallions weren’t paying her any mind. What’s more, he was paying attention to her unlike everyone else. “Yeah, so Flutters and Twi got Miss Zecora to hire me to sort her filthy cottage.” His nose wrinkled. Applebloom tilted her head. “Should you be calling your employer’s home filthy?” Anon shrugged. “Honestly, Zecora’s tough to deal with as it is. Imagine being this messy. So absent minded. That’s not even mentioning the ethically grey stuff here.” She was curious. “What ethically grey stuff?

“Oh, take this crap.” Anon held up a jar with yellow green goo inside. “Cutie Pox. Stuff’s highly infectious and she was using it as a door stop.” Applebloom’s ears perked up and her tail swished. “Cutie Pox ya say?” Anon tilted his head. “Oh yeah, it’s mostly been eradicated. Which I suppose is why she’s studying it. Still, Cutie Pox is an old disease that causes ponies to have develop a second pair of cutie marks. Which, given the highly magical properties of Cutie Marks can cause all kinds of problems with the new marks interfering with the ones the pony already has.”

“Ya don’t say huh…”. Applebloom was attempting to play it cool and failing. “Say, if ya didn’t have a Cutie Mark then there wouldn’t be a problem though, right?” Anon gave her a sour look. “Not happening squirt.” The small mare neighed. “C’mon, why won’t you consider it. I’m desperate!” She clung to his arm and oozed all her feminine charm. “Ppppllllleeeaassssee?” Anon looked down at the bottle of Cutie Box again. He was conflicted. Not having Cutie Marks at Applebloom’s age was a big deal. She wasn’t wrong, was she? Sensing his indecision, AB decided to reel him in.

“I could tell Fluttershy how awesome you are.” That got his attention. “I don’t know. Would that really…?” He shook his head. He needed to stop being a pushover. He had a responsibility. She could get hurt if he infected her with this thing. “No. It could still be danger…” *KRAAAKOOM*

Applebloom jumped at the sound. Anon took her into his arms. It felt nice and for a moment she forgot all about Cutie Marks and Poxes. “I told Zecora to replace that shelf. Look, I gotta go deal with that or she’ll yell at me. Leave the groceries and head home.” Anon left and Applebloom was suddenly standing there with the bottle of Cutie Pox right in front of her!

The next day

“What in tarnation!” Applejack blew down the stairs having wrapped herself in a towel. She’d awoken in her bed. Her clothing dropped on her body laughably oversized If this was another Poison Joke prank by Rainbow she’d….

Her thought’s were interrupted as she ran into her brother. “Youch, watch’n’where your going Big Ma-what the hay happened to you!” Her brother looked tiny. He was wearing some night pants that looked like a pair their little cousin had left behind the last time he was visiting. “I dunno. I woke up like this. But that’s not the strangest thing.” He started to peel down the waist band of the pants. Applejack threw her hands up to her face. “Big Macintosh. What are ya thinkin’.” At the same time, he had turned and exposed his flank to her. His blank flank. “Mah Cutie Marks done disappeared AJ.” She lowered her hands. By Celestia, they had disappeared too! “Mine did too!” Before they could continue, a loud squeal sounded from upstairs. “Applebloom!” The said at the same time

They rushed up to Applebloom’s room.

There was their little sister. Except nothing about her could be described as little. Applebloom was dressed in tatters, her legs extending far off of her bed. Seeing them enter, she rose unsteadily to her feet. “Big Mac. *Sniffle* Sis. What’s happening to me!” It was then that Applejack saw her sister had both her and Big Mac’s cutie marks. Crossing her arms, Applejack gave her sister a severe look. “We clearly need to talk.”

At Twilight’s place

“Buhuhu”. Applejack glanced back at her crying hulk of a sister as Twilight Sparkle, Princess Celestia, and Zecora examined her. “So you see, she infected herself with this Cutie Pox” Behind her the big mare quieted somewhat and nodded. *Sniff* “Well, I’ve never even seen Cutie Pox, but good thing Princess Celestia was visiting!” Twilight looked over at her mentor. “Yes.” Celestia turned to look at Zecora. “Why did you have such a thing.” The zebra shuffled. “I had merely, you see, purchased it from a traveler for a fee. I planned to destroy, but unfortunately, You Applebloom got there first, as you can see.”

Celestia frowned, then moved over to put a comforting hand on Applebloom’s shoulder. It was awkward for Applejack to look up at anyone, much less these two enormous women. “Fortunately, from what I understand conventional Cutie Pox is harmless. By now, young Applebloom should no longer be contagious and things should completely reverse in a day or two.” Twilight raised a hand, causing Applejack to roll her eyes and Celestia to giggle. “This isn’t school Twilight, you don’t have to raise your hand to speak.” Twilight blushed but pushed forward. “Uh, yes. You said ‘conventional’ Cutie Pox?” Celestia nodded. “Oh my yes. There was more ancient, virulent strain that wouldn’t just go away on its own. Fortunately my mentor wiped it out sometime ago.” Behind them Zecora coughed awkwardly.

Applejack rubbed her sister’s lower back, “See sugar cube, it’s going to be fine.” Applebloom had stopped crying and bent down to envelop her much smaller sister in a big hug. Applejack found her face pressed awkwardly into her little sister’s chest as her hooves kicked in the air. “

The next day

“Comin’. Imma Comin’.” Applejack opened the door and her jaw dropped. She began to bow, “Princess Celestia! Your majesty I’m hono-.” She stopped and took a second look at her sovereign. The woman before her was roughly her height. She still wore the crown and jewels. But her hair had shortened and no longer sparkled. Her horn, tail, and wings were all missing! It took her a moment, then AJ had a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach.

Behind them the whole house shook. “Sis-ter!” Applebloom’s voice sounded off, deeper and more melodious. Dreading turning around, she slowly shifted. Applebloom had grown again. All over her body were Cutie Marks. On her belly button was Zecora’s mark, on her chest was the sun mark of Princess Celestia. She did not see Twilight’s, but it was likely covered by the too small clothes Rarity had provided them the other day.

“P-Princess Celestia,” Bloom attempted to bow before realizing it made little difference. She towered over the ruler of Equestria even then. “I, pun-please help me. I’m not a bad pony. I swear!” Applejack noticed that her sister had changed physically even more. A massive horn extended from her forehead and was scrapping the ceiling. Wings rose from her back and her tail had fluffed out. Speaking of, her mane had changed to resemble that of Zecora! “Of course you aren’t sugar cube.” Applejack comforted her before turning to look expectantly at Celestia. “Y-yes. I don’t understand. This must be the more virulent strain of Cutie Pox. But how on earth would Zecora have not known that!”

“Yeah, boss ladies likes to collect that kindof stuff.” Anon spoke up from across the room by the stair case. “I’m partially at fault for all of this because I turned my back on a certain mare.” He gave the giant a look. “That’s fine and well Anon, but what the hay are you doin’ here and comin’ down the stairs no less?” Applejack was clearly suspicious. “Well…”

The night before

“Oh no!” Applebloom awoke in a sweat. She had been using Big Mac’s bed, which was specially reinforced for him. But it seemed she had grown again! Her hooves extended over the bed’s edge. Thudding across the room, she stood in front of the mirror and groaned. “It seems that I have grown again, this problem I must amend?” She stopped. “Why am I talking so, this can not be, no!” She shook her head furiously. She tried again. “No more rhyming?” It worked. What the hay? She looked at Zecora’s cutie mark on her belly. “Is it because I have her Cutie Mark?” She had felt strange all yesterday. She’d felt oddly competitive when they’d run into Rainbow Dash. Then, the clothes she’d requested from Rarity had been just like Applejack’s. She ran her fingers over her belly and the new mark. She felt so warm and strange. The sensation of her fingers on her furry belly made her moan. Her fingers ranged south to in-between her big, muscled thighs. She plunged the fingers into the hot, sticky spot there “Hmmm. It’s not enough?” She needed more. She needed a stud. She withdrew her fingers and thought back to Anon hugging her. The new horn on her head flashed and suddenly he was there! “Oh my, I…how?” She panicked for a moment, then realized that she’d also absorbed two unicorns Cutie Marks and likely some magical knowledge. “Where am I…AB?” Anon looked up at her. Before he could say anything else, the giant mare came over to him and got down on her knees. She put her hand over his mouth while holding him to her with her other arm.

“Shhhhh, I don’t know, I just….thought of you and you appeared. Please be quiet or I’ll get in trouble.” She held him till he calmed down and stopped struggling. Holding him like this was different, but still felt…nice. She removed her hand from his mouth but continued to hold him close to her. “O-okay. I promise I won’t bolt or anything. Could you, uhm, let me go?” He looked up at her expectantly. Applebloom’s eye lids lowered and here ears drooped. “I could….but don’t you like where you are? Pressed up against me?” She put her free hand hand behind his head and toyed with his hair.

“Squirt, you need to stop that.” He tried to squirm again, but it was useless. “You aren’t yourself.” She growled. “Squirt, huh?” She straightened and leaned back throwing out her chest. She then pulled him head first into her enormous cleavage. “Do these feel like the tits of a squirt to you, Anon?” His hands raised and he was pushing against her. She giggled. “No, no. Like you could fight me. Ooh, look. Each one of these boobs is bigger than your head. I’m a big mare now, yes. I’m the big mare and I…get…what…I…want.” She slapped his butt playfully with each word then let him pop up for air.

“Okay. I didn’t want to use this.” He said. He reached into his pocket and retrieved a bottle. He uncorked it and blew the contents into Applebloom’s face. “Wha…sleeepy.” She released him and stood up. She staggered a little shaking the room, then slumped onto the ground snoring.

Back to the present.

“So yeah, sometimes Zecora is hard to deal with and I’ll use this stuff to knock her out.” Celestia gasped. “That’s horrible.” Anon glowered at her. “When’s the last time you worked for a crazy Zebra your highness. Anyhow, after that I figured I was stuck since I didn’t want Granny Smith mistaking me for a robber.” Applejack and Applebloom both nodded. Granny had a shotgun and didn’t ask questions.

“So, what do we do?” AJ asked. “Well, I’ve organized Zecora’s notes. To cure this version of the Cutie Pox, the squirt’s gotta be honest about her feelings. Otherwise she won’t let go of the Marks she’s absorbed” Applebloom shook her head. “I ahm bein’ honest.” Anon gave her a smirk. “Are you? Isn’t there a part of you, a tiny part, that likes being big? That loves the attention and having Cutie Marks?”

Applejack looked at her sister. “Is this true?” Applebloom started to sweat. “I-I-um,” she broke, “It is. Everyone just tells me it’ll all work out. But what if it doesn’t? I guess, everyone looking up to me, seeing me as a big pony. It feels nice.” A bright light shone out and then disappeared.

“We didn’t change?” AJ said looking up at Anon. He patted her on the head. “It’ll happen slowly over the next week from what Zecora’s research notes say. Well, I think we’re square now.” He made it to the door when Celestia called out, “I’m going to be sending the royal guard to inventory that cottage Anon.” His shoulders slumped. “Crabapples.

One Week Later.

Applebloom was getting ready to leave to deliver produce. Her Cutie Marks had all vanished. Applejack and Big Mac were back to their normal sizes with their own Cutie Marks were they were supposed to be.

The same could not be said for the youngest Apple. Applebloom had only shrunken to around 8 feet tall and though her wings and horn had disappeared she still had trouble getting her mane back to normal. “Now I know yer nervous and all as it’s your first time out since ya got the Cutie Pox, but It’s going to be okay,” AJ gave her now bigger sister a firm hug. AB blushed. “Apple-Jack!” Big Mac snickered. “You know that makes her uncomfortable sis.” AJ gave him a scowl. “I’ll hug her as much as I want. She’ll always be muh little Applebloom.” With a put upon sigh, she picked up the large box of produce and ducked out the door.

She walked through town ignoring the painful stares of the town ponies. Everyone knew what had happened and she was thoroughly embarrassed. She slowed down as she saw Anon holding a pan on the side of the road. “What’re ya doin’ Anon?” She asked the human. He looked up at her glumly. “Well, Celestia raided the cottage and Zecora blamed me for the whole thing and being a narc. So now I’m homeless.” He shrugged. “I’ll bounce back. For Fluttershy.” Applebloom felt oddly jealous at that. “Ya know, we gots room in the barn and I’m sure Applejack’d hire ya to help with the harvest.” Anon promised her he’d consider it.

Satisfied and feeling she’d made some amends and maybe more, Applebloom continued her deliveries until she saw Scoot-a-Loo and Sweetie Bell. “Wow, you’re like, huge!” Scoots cried as Sweetie placed a palm on Applebloom’s defined six-pack. “So hard.” She murmured with awe.

“Uh, girls, Ya’ll’re embarressin’ me.” She stepped back. “Listen, AB, it’s okay. We don’t care if you have Cutie Marks” Scoots turned to face Sweetie. “Right?” Sweetie nodded. “Sure. But it’s okay because we’re going to work to find your special talent together. As friends.” Applebloom teared up. “You guys.” The giant mare pulled her friends into a hug.

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