Applejack stood in fields near the Apple Family Farm entrance. Today was particularly hot as she sweated profusely while bucking the apple trees. This season’s yield proved very promising as the trees had produced some of the most ripe-looking apples she had ever seen. The hard-working mare had no doubt the family would pull in many Bits this year.

Apple cider season was not too far away. With the already harvested apples, the cider quality would certainly rake in even more Bits. Things were looking more and more promising for the Apple family, as Big Macintosh married Sugar Belle a few years ago. They even had a foal, and Applejack heard from her sister-in-law that they were considering having another foal. Granny Smith was enthusiastic about having lived long enough to see great grandfoals. She was so happy that she jumped up and down like a happy young filly getting a birthday present.

While it did wear the elderly mare out, she was able to get away with it. The Apple family had managed to get her a hip replacement two years ago, and Applejack swore it added additional years to her grandmother’s life. The additional mobility allowed the mare to be more active in the town and farm. Even greater news was that Apple Bloom, having grown up into a fine young mare, was now courting a young stallion her age.

Applejack and Big Macintosh had to have “the talk” with the young stallion since their father wasn’t alive. He knew what would be in store for him if Apple Bloom wasn’t treated with respect and love. Heeding their warnings, the stallion proved to be a very good gentlecolt and coltfriend to Apple Bloom. If things continued as they stood, Applejack had no doubt Apple Bloom would be married soon.

”And she’ll have foals with him, no doubt, if they get hitched...BUT WHAT ABOUT ME?!” thought Applejack.

She gave the nearest tree a powerful bucking and filled the baskets with apples as they fell. The mare snorted in anger and jealously at the romantic successes of her siblings. While she felt guilty for feeling that way, she couldn’t shrug it off. For many years, Applejack hadn’t been courted by a stallion. No stallion had shown interest in the mare, with many other mares taking up the decent stallions in Ponyville. It didn’t help that the farm required constant attention and time to keep it running while turning a profit for the family.

Since Applejack was always working, more feminine mares with free time could court and win the affection of good stallions. And the result was predictable; a single leftover mare with no husband or foals. The thought of being a leftover mare angered Applejack to her core. She wanted what any hard-working, honest earth pony mare would want: love and a family. While she wasn’t old, she wasn’t young either, and her window to have healthy foals decreased as time passed.

The same could not be said for her friends, which made her even more jealous. Rainbow Dash had fallen in love with Soarin as the two bonded, working together in the Wonderbolts. Rainbow Dash fell for a chill and slightly dorky attitude, which brought out her more feminine side for some reason. Her best friend even started letting her mane grow out and dressed up for her coltfriend whenever they went out on a date. It wouldn’t be too long before she’d lock him down permanently and have foals with him.

Pinkie Pie and Cheese Sandwich became a solid item, and he quickly got married when he returned back to Ponyville. Her parents approved and were excited to learn that the two would have a foal. Applejack had never seen Cloudy Quartz and Igneous Rock smile until the news was dropped in front of everypony during her last visit to the rock farm.

Fluttershy was still “single,” but with how much Discord was around her, Applejack had no doubt that would change soon. There were already rumors they were secretly dating and simply wanted privacy, but the country mare had no clue. The thought of Fluttershy beating her to motherhood made her jealous as well.

Rarity was still single and likely would casually date until she got too old. She would be forced to settle down once her looks faded, as had many mares that Applejack had seen and similar to Rarity. The wall was fierce to any mares that dared ignore it, and she knew she would share the same fate as the fashionista if she didn’t head the calling. Applejack had a feeling she’d try to woo Spike eventually, as he had grown considerably in the past few years and had bulked up. The country mare felt he could do better and hoped he wouldn’t simp out to Rarity. But it wasn’t her business in the end, and she hoped both her friends would be happy either way.

Twilight Sparkle was still single and too busy running the kingdom. Applejack had no clue how her friend’s love life would turn out and wasn’t sure if she’d even get the time to find a stallion. She knew Twilight wanted foals, as she had mentioned shortly before her ascension years ago. While she was an alicorn, she wasn’t immortal like Luna and Celestia, as the two were unique, and their immortality ended when they retired. She wished her friend the best of luck.

As Applejack filled the cart with apples and pushed it to the barn for sorting, she huffed and puffed in frustration. She wanted nothing more than to go into town and go stallion hunting. Having only gone into town for a few minor supplies and odd items the past few weeks, Applejack stopped working on the farm for the day. Plenty of apples were collected, and no other chores were left to complete.

”That’s it! Ah’m getting out of here and goin’ into town. Ah, wonder if there are some new stallions I could rope into a conversation.”

She quickly sorted a few bad apples away from the good ones and filled a cart with two baskets. While the farm didn’t need to sell apples per se, Applejack felt it would be a good excuse to go into Ponyville.

“Hey, Big Mac! Are ya in here?” shouted Applejack.

Her voice carried through the barn, and her brother casually walked out from a stall he was working on. He had a hay pitchfork and had stopped his hay-sorting chore to check on his sister.

“Eeyup.”

Applejack smiled and said, “Oh, glad Ah found you. Ah, know we don’t need the Bits, but Ah’m going into town and making a quick sale. These apples Ah got from the front are mighty fine lookin’. Ah figured someponies would scoop them up real quick. Do you need me to pick up anything while Ah’m gone?”

Her brother simply shook his head and said, “Nope.”

“Oh...well, alright then. Ah’ll see ya later!”

Taking the cart full of apples, Applejack walked out of the barn and approached Ponyville’s market square. Big Macintosh returned to the hay stall as the barn door shut behind her. He set the pitchfork against the wall and said, “Alright, honey, she’s gone and won’t be back for a mite longer.”

“Finally!” said Sugar Belle, “I was going to get turned off if she stayed around any longer. Now, where were we?”

His wife appeared out of the hay pile and was no longer hiding from her sister-in-law. Shaking off loose strands of hay, Sugar Belle gave her husband a wink and lifted her tail. Her plump rump and deliciously looking goods were wet and exposed, ready to be taken. Using a free hoof, she pulled a plot cheek apart for her husband and replied,

“Oh right, the part where you stuff me like a pie.”

Big Macintosh’s eyes glowed red, and his impressive “appendage” was now exposed, bulging and twitching with excitement. Sugar Belle was equally excited and ready to have his big stick, and there was no say in the matter for her husband.

”His cock is mine! All mine! I own that!” thought Sugar Belle.

“Now get over here and wreck your wife’s plot! I own that cock, and I want it...NOW!”.

The farmer stallion didn’t even hesitate as his body automatically obeyed her on command. His penis literally belonged to her, both in spirit and in the eyes of Equestrian law. He couldn’t say no, even if he wanted to. And he most certainly wanted to rut her and did when ordered. Sugar Belle had taken all the necessary measures as she broke, bonded, and trained him the moment she married him.

The last thing that went through Sugar Belle’s mind before her property took her was, ”It’s good to own your own slut slave husband.”

Their second foal wouldn’t be too far into the future and well before the call of the wall. All was right in the world for Sugar Belle, but the same couldn’t be said for Applejack.

The call of the wall has only just begun...

It didn’t take long for Applejack to reach the market square of Ponyville. After locking the cart’s wheels, Applejack quickly set up the stand to sell apples. Surprisingly, many ponies were in the mood to buy apples. She had no complaints about making extra money but did complain internally about not meeting a decent stallion.

”Landsakes! These are all mares buying up mah apples! Where’s all the good guys?”

Of course, there were plenty of good-looking stallions walking about in town. The country mare spotted Lucky passing by her stand and saying a brief “Hello!”. He flashed a handsome smile before walking off. Applejack quickly checked out his nice-looking stallion plot and mumbled quietly, “Right back at ya, partner.”

”Boy howdy! He’s got a nice, juicy-looking stallion rump. I’d like to take a lick out of that!”

Applejack blushed at the lewd thought and suppressed a grin before Miss Cheerilee approached the stand. She didn’t have much to say besides a simple “Hello.” and a quick filler conversation. More stallions walked by as the schoolhouse teacher was chatting with the country mare. Noteworthy and Meadow Song were talking about some new video game at the local arcade, unaware Applejack was eyeing their plots.

”Dang, Ah’d have a foal with either of them. Too bad they both have wives. Can’t mess with another mare’s stallion.”

“Applejack? Are you okay?” asked Miss Cheerilee.

“Hmm-Uh, what?” replied Applejack.

The country mare completely lost track of what the teacher was talking about. Miss Cheerilee then said,

“I said, how are Big Macintosh and Sugar Belle doing? I heard they’re trying for another foal. I’m so glad to see he’s happy.”

”Shoot! Ah’m getting all distracted by their hot stallions and juicy-looking plots!”

“Oh, sorry about that. Ah’ve been working really hard in the fields and whatnot. Ah’d didn’t mean to ignore ya. And they’re doing well, and Ah’m sure they’re gonna have another foal soon.”

Miss Cheerilee clapped her front and hooves and cheered, “Oh, that’s wonderful! I’m glad they’re happy. I’ve been dating a professor from Fillydelphia, and it’s going very well. He moved in a few months ago and is a really good guy.”

“That’s nice-Woah! For real?!”

This shook Applejack to her core, as it was a bit of a running joke amongst the mares that Miss Cheerilee had the worst luck at dating. The nice mare tried to settle down many times, but she couldn’t lock down a stallion for one reason or another. Another mare either took him off his hooves or a comedy of tragic misunderstandings and mistakes drove them off. While Miss Cheerilee loved teaching foals, she hated her luck at dating.

Applejack knew all of this because his cousin, Berry Punch, was quite the gossip at the bar she owned. Every now and then, Applejack would go in for a simple drink and unwind with her friends and other mares. All of the town’s mares knew the poor school teacher was frustrated and was on the verge of begging one of the Princesses for help. Princess Cadence was a known matchmaker for frustrated mares and often sent experts to help those in need. Sometimes, she’d travel from the Crystal Empire and get involved if time permitted.

If there was any mare Applejack was certain she’d be able to beat, it was her. But that was no longer the case, and Miss Cheerilee’s misfortune would no longer continue its course.

“Yup!” beamed Miss Cheerilee. “He’s nice, and we have a lot in common. He’s even dropped hints that he wants to be more than just a simple couple. My former student, Diamond Tiara, is an apprentice filly at the jewelry shop. She told me he came in looking for rings! I can’t believe it, but my bad luck is finally over! I’m positive I’ll be married soon and be Mrs. Cheerilee! Isn’t it great?”

As Miss Cheerilee smiled with happiness, Applejack’s eyes shrunk to the size of pinpricks.

”If she can get a stallion before me, then Ah REALLY need to get a husband!”

“Th-that’s great! Ah, hope he asks ya to get hitch soon,” said Applejack while trying to suppress her jealousy.

“Thank you, Applejack. I don’t want to hold you up anymore, and I’ll buy five apples before I go. I’m going to need them for pie later.”

The country mare nodded and sold the teacher a few apples. Miss Cheerilee waved goodbye and took the apples away in a paper bag. Applejack snorted in frustration and stomped the ground in anger. A few ponies nearby saw her, wondering what was going on. The country mare noticed she was being watched and quickly covered her face in embarrassment with her Stetson hat. The last thing she needed was to be the next object of gossip by taking Miss Cheerilee’s place as “Mare who can’t keep a good stallion.”

”Shoot, Ah can’t even GET a stallion! Ah’m gonna need Twi to call in a favor to Princess Cadence. Ah feel so hopeless and worthless and-”

“Excuse me, ma’am, but are you doing alright?” asked a male voice.

Applejack’s ears perked up at the male voice, and she couldn’t recognize who it belonged to. As she looked at the source of the voice, she took a step back, completely surprised at what she saw. It was not a pony but a young human male. He was 5’ 10’' and in great shape. He was wearing a simple green T-Shirt, a belt with a brass buckle, and blue carpenter jeans with brown boots. He also had blue eyes, short brown hair, and an infectious smile.

“You okay?” asked the man once more. “You look like you’re upset. Wanna chat? I just moved into town.”

Many questions were swirling around in Applejack’s mind, such as “Why is he here? Where did he come from?” and, more importantly, “Is he single?”

”Calm down, girl; find out his name first. Don’t need to act like Lyra Heartstrings and whatnot. Good thing she’s out of town, though. Ah’d have one heck of a time competing with her over this feller.”

“Ye-yeah, Ah was just thinking about...stuff. Ah doesn’t want to talk about it, but Ah would like to know your name! You said you moved into town?” said Applejack.

The man smiled and replied, “Sure! My name is Michael, and it’s kind of a long story.”

Applejack smiled and said, “Ah got all the time in Equestria, sugar cube.”

”Smooth Applejack, real smooth. Now just dangle the bait and let’em bite.”

The man shrugged his shoulders and replied, “Okay. It all began when I-”

For the next three hours, Applejack and Michael talked and talked. He was accidentally stuck in Equestria, driving through a random portal with what he called a “Car .”It was some motorized ponyless carriage, not too different in concept from the machine the Flim Flam Brothers made a few years back. After driving through this crazy, interdimensional portal, he became stuck as it collapsed. He was happened upon by a passing Royal Guard Patrol and taken into custody after they couldn’t determine how he arrived in Equestria.

Since humans were considered a long-lost mythical race, a report was made to Princess Twilight Sparkle after he was taken into custody by the Royal Guards. She immediately dropped everything in Canterlot and teleported to his location. His car had run out of fuel on the outskirts of Vanhoover, where he was found. According to Michael, Princess Twilight had apologized profusely for his being taken into custody. After hearing his story, she promised to help him integrate into Equestrian society. She also asked him tons of questions for the sake of “Science.”

He tried his best to answer all of them and spent 2 weeks in Canterlot as a guest at the Castle. This was until Princess Twilight felt he was educated enough about Equestria to be left free to his own devices. He was given a decent taxpayer allowance, but while searching for a place to settle down, Princess Twilight suggested Ponyville. Applejack told Michael how she knew Twilight when she was not a princess. Michael was surprised to have run into a close friend of Princess Twilight Sparkle and laughed and was awed at the stories she told him.

The more and more they talked together, the more Applejack felt the butterflies in her stomach. Applejack was a very good judge of character, and every single thing Michael showed the country mare checked all the boxes she wanted in a potential husband. He was honest, a good man, down to earth, and straight to the point in how he talked. Applejack realized it was time to pack up and head back to Sweet Apple Acres as the sun started to go down.

”Shoot! Time to go home already? Alright, fine. Ah, wonder if he wants to hang out tomorrow?”

“So Michael, Ah really enjoyed talking to you, but Ah’d best head home.”

The man looked at the cart of apples and asked, “Do you need help? It’s getting dark, and I’d like to help you get home. That’s if you don’t mind.”

That got a smile out of Applejack as she replied, “Sure! Ah, mean, you don’t have to do that, but-”

He put a finger over her lips and cut her off before she could finish her sentence.

“Nope, I wouldn’t be a good gentleman if I didn’t offer some form of help. It’s no trouble at all, ma’am.”

This made Applejack’s stomach butterflies stir even more, and lewd thoughts formed in her mind. It took all her willpower to avoid sucking on his clean and tasty-looking finger. Applejack wanted nothing more than to lick it while staring hungrily into his eyes and wondering what he’d be like in bed.

”Now, this is what Ah call a good stallion. Let’s see how he handles the cart.”

Taking his finger away from her lips, Michael turned to take the stand down and pack everything up in her cart. While his attention was no longer focused on Applejack and back turned to her, the country mare was checking him out top to bottom. His backside looked nice; she stopped at his plot and liked what she saw. The pants outlined a very muscular-looking set of buns underneath, and Applejack wished she could take them off just to have her way with him.

”Calm down, girl, you can clop in your bed at home. What Ah’d give just to suck on that ball sack of his. Ah’ll bet it smells great.”

After setting up the cart, he attached the belt harness around his waist and grabbed the handles. After checking its weight, he had no trouble pulling the cart and said, “Alright, Applejack, just lead the way, and I’ll follow.”

“It’s down this road. It will take us about 30 minutes, so just follow me.”

Michael smiled and nodded while Applejack walked ahead of him. The mare deviously smiled and started swaying her hips more and more as they left Ponyville’s inner area. She had no idea if he was watching her plot, but she did her best to give him plenty to peek at without flagging him like a whorse. Thirty minutes later, they reached Sweet Apple Acres and were greeted by Granny Smith and Apple Bloom. The two mares were sitting on porch chairs and drinking warm apple cider.

Apple Bloom waved hello before taking notice of the human pulling Applejack’s cart. Even Granny Smith was surprised to see a human on her farm. Applejack knew they were going to ask questions and decided to introduce Michael.

“Howdy, y’all. Sorry, Ah’m late, but Ah found this gentlecolt in town to help me return the cart. This is Michael; he’s a human and new in town.”

The man smiled and waved before unhooking the cart from himself and locking the wheels. Apple Bloom and Granny Smith set their drinks on a small folding table and walked off the porch to better see the man.

“Well, Ah be! Never thought Ah’d see a human, much less one on mah property.”, said Granny Smith.

The elderly mare walked up to Michael and took a more scrutinizing look at the man. This made him chuckle nervously as Granny Smith grabbed his arms as if checking to see if they were real or working.

”Dang it, Granny! Don’t scare the man off! His arms work just fine.”

“Wow! Cool! So you humans are real after all!” said Apple Bloom.

Michael chuckled before saying, “Yeah, I’ve been getting that a lot. I never thought I’d ever see talking ponies, and it’s still strange that I’m considered a myth in your world.”

Michael raised an eyebrow as Granny Smith began tapping his knees like a doctor. It was not unlike the strange things she did before the Zap Apple Harvest. However, Applejack was feeling nervous that it was visibly making Michael uncomfortable.

“You’re from another world? Cool! Well, Ah’m Apple Bloom, Applejack’s younger sister. Welcome to Sweet Apple Acres. Mighty nice of ya to help Applejack back home. No stallion has ever done that yet.”

Apple Bloom turned to her sister and gave a knowing smirk. This made Applejack even more nervous.

”Oh shoot, she knows. Ah, guess it’s that obvious. Hope she don’t make it too obvious.”

“Is that so? Well, there ain’t many good guys in town if you ask me.”

Apple Bloom nodded and winked at Applejack.

”Eeyup, she knows, alright.”

Granny Smith stopped observing Michael’s joints and stared directly at the man. His eyes matched hers as they were locked. Applejack could tell Granny Smith was judging his character through strange old ways before suddenly hugging the man.

“Well, thank you for walking mah granddaughter home. Ah, appreciate it very much.”

Michael chuckled nervously and said, “Umm. You’re welcome! It wasn’t any trouble, really.”

After breaking the hug, Michael rubbed the back of his head and said, “Well, I need to be hitting the dust trail. I guess I’ll see you sometime tomorrow Applejack. It was Sugarcube Corner, right?”

Applejack smiled and nodded, “Eeyup. Ah’ll be there around 1pm. See ya tomorrow!”

Michael smiled and waved before walking back to his apartment. “Nice to meet you, folks! Goodnight!”

Granny Smith and Apple Bloom waved back as all mares watched him leave the farm. Once he was out of view, Apple Bloom turned to Applejack and said, “About time ya got a date, Applejack. Ah didn’t think you had it in ya.”

Apple Bloom giggled as Applejack blushed in embarrassment before Granny Smith spoke up.

“So, the call of the wall finally hit you, didn’t it?”

Applejack blushed beet red before Granny Smith put a hoof on her shoulder and said, “It’s okay; Ah, don’t mind that he’s not a pony. So don’t you go fretting over that, ya hear?”

Applejack was surprised to hear these words from her grandmother and said, “What?! Are you for real?”

Granny Smith nodded and added, “Now go get yourself some dinner and have a good night’s rest. You have a date with that human stallion tomorrow; you need to lock him down. Or else some no good stallion stealin’ whorses will come and get ‘em from ya!”

Apple Bloom stomped the ground in agreement and said, “Yeah! Go get your man, Applejack. Don’t let them loose mares get in your way.”

Applejack wiped a tear away before hugging her grandmother and sister.

“Thanks for your support, ya’ll. Ah didn’t think Ah’d find somepony, but Ah’m glad Ah have.”

After hugging her family, Applejack turned toward Michael and could barely see the human silhouette in the distance as he walked into town. She narrowed her eyes and licked her lips before whispering to herself.

“You’re mine, Michael. And there ain’t nothing you can say about that.”

Author's Note

Mission objectives:

1. Find husbando: Objective Complete
   
2. Lockdown husbando:
   
3. Break in Husbando:
   
4. Marry Husbando:
   
5. ????
   
6. Baby foals = Profit!

Well folks, Applejack is gonna get her human husbando...or will she?

Hope you guys like it. I'll update when I can.