Unborn

Apple Bloom retched. It wasn't as if she meant to do it. It was the heat of the moment. She thought she was going to die. How could she have known Rumble was going to catch her?

Granted, she probably shouldn't have been on the schoolhouse roof to begin with, but that was beside the point. She had fallen off, and the fact that she had survived the fall uninjured should have been the fact that Applejack latched onto, not the word that came out when she fell.

"Ya like that?" growled Applejack. "This is what it tastes like all the time when you're a filthy potty mouth!"

Apple Bloom furrowed her brow and pushed her sister off slightly. "Ah told ya, Ah didn't mean it!" she spat back. "It just sorta slipped out!"

"Words like that don't just slip out, sis," grunted Applejack, pushing her hips back down. "Foul words like "dangit" only rear their ugly faces when they're called. Ya have ta watch out for 'em!"

"It's not even that bad a word!" argued Apple Bloom. "I could have said "buck!""

There was a metal clanging from the front of the barn, and the sisters looked up. Big Macintosh had been carrying two buckets of water, both of which he dropped on the ground, along with his jaw.

"There you are!" called Applejack. "Ya see what our little sister's turnin' into? She's been swearin' up a storm all day!"

"It was just once!"

"Twice, now, missy!"

Apple Bloom clenched her lips closed. Talking was only causing her more trouble.

"Here, read this note from Cheerilee," nodded Applejack, holding out the letter. Big Mac took it and scanned over it silently.

To the parent/guardian of Apple Bloom:

Today, during recess, Apple Bloom was climbing up the ladder to collect a flying disc toy from the belfry on top of the school. She slipped and fell off the roof, being caught by another student who was assigned as her safety buddy, and was unharmed due to his actions.

However, as she fell, she shouted out the word "dangit."

This may seem trivial to some parents, but such words are deemed as inappropriate in our school charter. If we did allow such words, then the next tier of words, those considered to be lewd, would carry with them a smaller infraction, which would in turn lower the infractions for all words above it.

Now, while Equestria does allow for most language to be used freely, I think you will find that a good many parents do not wish to hear their child repeating such language.

It is therefore my recommendation that you teach your child that such language is not fit for the polite society we are striving to be.

Respectfully, Cheerilee
Ponyville School Teacher

P.S. Sorry for the formal letter. It's policy. =)

The postscript was scrawled in pen, but the rest was typed out on a typewriter. Big mac looked up from the letterhead with a scowl on his face.

"You know as well as Ah do that this is the best deterrent from havin' a dirty tongue, right, Big Mac?" asked Applejack.

Big Mac said nothing, just shaking his head.

"Ya see?" snapped Apple Bloom triumphantly. "Even Big Mac says I shouldn't have to eat out your smelly, unwashed cunt!"

Big Mac gestured to the little filly, showing that Applejack's method wasn't helping. He pushed her off and picked Apple Bloom off the table, bending her over his knee as he sat next to Applejack. "Do both," he said, bringing his hoof down hard across his sister's flank.

Apple Bloom squealed in shock as she was spanked for the first time in a long time. Big Mac hadn't struck her since she was a little filly. She'd been playing with a sickle in the barn and had cut open her hoof. She couldn't deny that the method was effective; she'd been walking funny for a week back then and hadn't gone near the sickle since.

On Big Mac's recommendation, though, she still had to keep eating out her sister. If she didn't, he was probably going to keep spanking her, and she didn't want that. She pushed her tongue up against Applejack's labia and licked as thoroughly as she could.

The door slid open again. "Applejack, I was sent to ask if I cou--" Discord stopped in his tracks mid-sentence. "...I'm sorry, am I interrupting something important?"

"You are," grunted Applejack. "Ah don't walk into your barn when you're workin' on somethin' with your family, do I?"

"No," answered Discord. "I'd need both a family and a barn for that. I do have Fluttershy and a cottage, though. Would that make us even?"

"What do you want, Discord?"

Discord clasped his claws behind his head and leaned back against nothing. "Well, Fluttershy needs a bushel of apples. I saw some outside, but if I just picked them up and walked off, that would be stealing. You know I'm not that kind of creature anymore."

"Just take one," she huffed back. "I'll bill Fluttershy later."

"Might I ask what this is all about?" asked Discord. "Seems a bit strange, and coming from me, that's saying something."

"She was bad," answered Big Mac, delivering another spanking. Apple Bloom wasn't complaining nearly as loud as she had been.

"And you prefer... this... to just talking it out?"

"We know what we're doin'," argued Applejack. "The ends match the means. She wants to have a foul mouth, so she will see what it feels like to be spewing filth from her lips."

"That looks like it hurts, though," worried Discord. "Aren't you concerned that doing this might actually cause a fair amount of pain?"

"She'll be fine," assured Applejack. "Ah turned out okay, after all."

"I was talking about you," spat Discord. "Should you really be stretching that much?"

Applejack looked between her legs just in time for one more spank from Big Mac. Apple Bloom had already been shoved partially up her vagina without her noticing, and this last strike pushed the last of her in. Her hooves disappeared into Applejack's labia before she could say anything.

Big Mac and Applejack looked at each other in a mild panic. They had both been so distracted by Discord that they hadn't noticed. "Pull her out!" shouted Applejack, spreading her legs. Big Mac shoved his hoof up after Apple Bloom, but it was too late. She'd somehow squeezed past the cervix, and was nestled tightly in Applejack's womb.