Applejack used to love this. She used to love ploughing the fields at Sweet Apple Acres, having the wind in her hair, the sweat down her back and the satisfaction of knowing she had completed a hard day's work. But that had changed since becoming Spike's slave, and she had joined her friends as his sex slaves. Now the fields didn't have quite the same appeal to Applejack as they used to, not that she didn't still enjoy it on some level, but she found her mind drifting to other things.

Other things like nipping over to Sugarcube Corner in order to strip for the women in Ponyville. With Mrs Cake in Flurry Heart's pocket dimension for the week, Applejack and Rainbow had volunteered to fill in for her, often bringing their sisters alongside them. Applejack had never thought about just how juicy her ass was before, but now when she drove the sluts of Ponyville crazy with it, she gained a craving for an entirely different type of apple.

Speaking of apples, Applejack had done something she once would never have dreamed of. She was skiving off her chores so that she could sneak into the hay of the barn and have some fun with her sister. They were naked in the barn, Applejack's hat somehow had found its way onto her sister's head as Applebloom suckled on her older sister's tits.

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"Ahh, fuck! Right there Applebloom! You better fuck me good, now that our Mistress demanded you move to Canterlot after graduation! Ah'm not missing out on fuckin' you until then!" Applejack gasped, as she pressed Applebloom into her chest.

Applebloom pulled back, a thin trail of drool extending from her lips to Applejack's nipple, a delirious smile on her face. "Ah know Applejack, don't worry. Ah'll fuck ya'll nice and good."

Applebloom's small hands reached into her sister's pussy, her fingers stretching to try and fuck her sister's pussy as far as she could reach. But before she could do much they sadly interrupted.

"Applebloom! Applejack! Get yer flanks out here. I won't have any Apple of mine slack off when there' be work to be done!" Granny Smith shouted, breaking the mood. Applejack had no issue continuing fucking, but she didn't want to face her grandmother's wrath. So she very reluctantly broke away from her sister and threw on her clothes as quickly as possible as Granny Smith's voice got closer.

She had just about buttoned up her shirt, though skipped her bra and panties when Granny Smith threw open the door. Applejack forced the biggest smile on her face she could muster, as Applebloom hid in the hay. "Hey there, Granny. What can I do for ya?"

"Ya can get to work and keep ya sordid business out of ma barn!" Granny Smith growled, thrusting a rake into Applejack’s hands. “The town is already going to the dogs, back in mah day mares were good and proper, waiting until marriage instead of flaunting like floozies. Heavens preserve us if Celestia ever came to this town."

Applejack rolled her eyes and barely held back a snort of laughter. She could only imagine the look on Granny Smith's face if she knew the true face of Celestia. The one she kept hidden from Equestria, the sexual and depraved slave who gleefully corrupted the mares of Equestria for her Master's ends.

But Applejack mentioned none of this, simply grumbling under her breath. Instead, she simply took the rake and waited for her grandmother to walk away, grumbling under her breath as she did so. Granny Smith wasn't normally like this, but she hadn't adapted well to the new state of Ponyville. Still, these days she had taken to letting her frustration out on her family, an unfortunate habit of her family's.

"So is Granny gone, can we continue?"

With Granny Smith gone, Applebloom crawled out of the hay, panting with disappointment, the lovely young slut was just pouting to continue fucking again, But sadly Applejack had to shake her head and plough through horniness, knowing that Granny Smith wouldn't tolerate any more delays in their farm work. "Not now Sugarcube, wouldn't want Granny coming back, but we'll meet up at Sugarcube Corner sooner to have some fun."

Applejack and Applebloom worked fast that day, desperate as they were to retire to the Sugarcube Strip Club, they put every effort into finishing as fast as possible. Restless arousal fueled their efforts as they both desperately felt the need to escape to the sex-filled relief of the strip club. Thankfully they eventually managed to get off from work.

"Ah can't stand it anymore, sis." Applebloom complained as they entered the club, just as restless as her sister for relief. "Ah got keep myself trained so I can be a better slave for Master an' Mistress Rarity, but wherever we fuck, Granny shows up. Ah'm about to tear my hair out!"

"Perhaps I might help with that," a tranquil, serene voice said. Sitting at one of the tables was Flurry Heart, dressed in nothing but a pair of leather trousers and a spiked collar. She was completely topless as one of her hands was molesting her tits as she stared at the stage. "But first I want to see the new show."

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The two Apples' attention was then drawn to the stage where the smoke started to rise, a telltale sign of a stripper about to enter the stage. Lights dimmed, and spotlights drifted to the stage, and Mrs Cake could be heard on the speakers.

"Greetings, my lovely sexy girls. I'm sure you have all missed the Matron MILF of this club, believe me, I'm missing you all too. Your week has been over eighteen years for me, and my pussy aches to return to you. But I have two surprises for you all, and the second requires more time to cook into the sexiest cougar she can be." Mrs Cake let out a shuddering gasp. "But don't you all worry, I have a treat for you tonight. Fresh from a time pocket, my first daughter raised to be the perfect slut for all of you, is my daughter Pumpkin Cake!"

The curtains behind the stage were flung open and the now adult daughter of Mrs Cake stepped through them. Her body was a perfect hourglass figure, with a succulent ass inherited from her mother, her fur a lovely creamy colour contrasted with the vibrant orange of her hair. She strode up to the stripper pole, her mother had taught her how to walk like a stripper, her waist swaying hypnotically.

She grasped the pole, bright blue eyes eyeing the audience, but her hands trembled. There was excitement there, but also nerves, she was eager to be the slut for these mares but terrified of messing it up. Applejack sent a saucy, yet reassuring wink to the young slut, which made her smile.

"Oh, how I've waited for this day. Today is the day this lovely pure-hearted young girl becomes a wanton slut and I'm so excited for it to happen." She said, her voice soft and sweet, almost like Fluttershy's, contrasted with a soft smile from the growing lust of the crowd. "So feel free to look, to see me shed my innocence so that I can be your whore.”

“She came together well, especially for a non-hatchling. She's become another lovely whore for our Master." Flurry Heart said, smiling with pride.

"Very nice work, but what about her half-sister?" Applejack asked, frowning.

"Angel Cake, our Master's progeny, is still in the pocket dimension. She wants to practice more to be the perfect slave for her Master." Flurry Heart explained, but then she whispered much more quietly. "You know, secretly, I think she just wants to be the older sister. I think she's got her eye on the cougar archetype for our Master's pleasure."

"We'll Ah'm sure our Master will love to sample em', perhaps a nice slutty sister sandwich." Applejack suggested, grasping her own sister by the Cutie Marks and pressing her lips against her sister.

"Yes, but I'm not just here for her." Flurry Heart said, turning to the two sisters. "I'm here to talk to you about your issue with your Granny."

"How did you know about that?" Applejack asked, hands clenched, eyes darting between her sister and the Princess of Time.

"I see all of time, all possibilities and all opportunities, young Applebloom. I knew you'd be here." Flurry Heart stood up and made her way to the two of them. "And I knew how to help you."

"What do ya'll mean? Mind control? Ain't no way Spike will want a decrepit bag of bones like ol' Granny." Applejack said, folding her arms, but Flurry Heart simply waved her right hand, conjuring up a vision into the past.

"But she wasn't always like that, Applejack, used to be quite the looker. Though still quite the prude." Flurry Heart explained as the vision came into focus. Applejack was then treated to a sight of her Granny back in her prime, a view in her room as she undressed after a long day.

She showed none of the age that Applejack and Applebloom would know her for. No sign of arthritis, wrinkles or grey hair, instead a lovely farmgirl with a lovely blond braid, a lithe body, albeit one carrying quite the pair of tits on her.

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"Wow, how did that lovely dame become our Granny Smith?" Applejack asked, rubbing a hand over her breast. "Think we can get that version back?"

"If you wish. One of Zecora's potions, or perhaps my power to turn back the clock." Flurry Heart said, but her smile became much more sly. "Or perhaps make it so she was the one you always grew up with."

"You mean?"

"Let me make a portal, and we'll take a step back in time. Then we give her a taste of one of our favourite Zebra Witch's lovely age-freezing potions, or a taste of my magic to keep her body fuckable for our Master." Flurry Heart explained, resting her cheek on her finger. "Wouldn't you two have rather been raised by a corrupt slut who wanted her granddaughters to be perfect fuckable bodies for her Master Spike?"

The two Apple Sisters looked at each other, hands groping their breasts as they imagined the thought. Sinful smiles came between them, and Flurry Heart took a step closer. "Maybe introduce her past self to the REAL Celestia, see the look on her face? All sound good?"

"Ah fuck, yeah that sounds like fun. Ah'm in."

"Back in time? How far back are we talkin'?" Applebloom asked, suddenly snapping out of her arousal, her voice now a tiny bit desperate.

"Long enough for what you're thinking." Flurry Heart explained, her smile becoming much more gentle. "I'll talk to you soon."

A portal appeared and three ponies stepped through, ready to change their own family history in a much more slutty direction.

Author's Note

This chapter was a challenge to write, but NOT because I didn't have any good suggestions. You guys really came through on the last chapter, and it's been a huge help. I now have a clear idea on the direction on how Granny Smith will be corrupted, albeit with a few questions

One should I combine this with Pear Butter's corruption, since I'm using the opportunity to bring her back to life, and if so did anyone have anything specific in mind for her? Two, when bringing Pear Butter back, should I bring Bright Mac back as well, it would be easy enough to avoid (simply make it so that Bright Mac died earlier), and might make her becoming Spike's slave simpler. And finally, whether you like the idea of having Celestia help corrupt a past Granny Smith.

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