Author's Note

I am running out of unique titles.

So, I already did what, three milfs? I’m more surprised that Pear Butter doesn’t have any with Anon… well, not really. Bright Mac doesn’t really deserve to have his wife taken from him… then again a lot of the stallions usually don’t either-But that’s besides the point.

Enjoy.

I only came to help

Allow me to sum up what happened to our dear protagonist. He was living a not-so-special life on Earth… actually, let’s try something different.

The world of Equestria is filled with two smart creatures, humans and… anthropomorphic ponies, mostly the latter. Today we are focusing on one man in particular. This man is Anon, a basic human who’s just trying to get by.

He was currently in Ponyville for the week, residing in a small house he considered a vacation home for the time being. He made some friends that came from there and he figured it was a good time for a vacation anyway. Three of the few people or ponies he became friends with were Applejack, Apple Bloom, and Big Macintosh, AKA the three siblings of the Apple Family.

Speak of the devil, our little human was just finishing a shower, drying off, then getting dressed. Then he got a knock at his front door, gaining his attention. He headed over to the door and opened it, revealing the town’s best country girl.

“Howdy, partner!” Applejack says while tipping her hat.

“Hey, AJ.” Anon says. “I wasn’t expecting to see you.”

“Were ya expectin’ someone else?”

“No, I actually wasn’t expecting anyone at all… or anypony.”

“Well, Ah figure Ah’d just pop in. Ya busy?”

“Not really.”

“Alright, 'cause I could use some help.”

“Sure, what do ya need?”

“Ya ever hear of the Grand Galloping Gala?”

“I’ve heard of it, yes.”

“Well, me an’ mah family are working to harvest as many apples as we can sell there. Jus’ wonderin’ if ya’d like to help out.”

“Me? Don’t you have other friends?”

“Nah, they’re preparing to do their own thangs for this event… well except for Twilight. She’s with her boyfriend on their honeymoon at the moment.”

“Gotcha.”

“So, Ah figured since yer in town, you wouldn’t mind helpin’ out a friend in need.”

Anon stared at her for a moment, thinking it over.

“Well, got nothing better to do.” He says.

“Great. Need time to get ready?”

“Nah, I’m good to go.”

“Ya sure? We’re gonna be at this fer a couple’a days.”

“Eh, I’m sure it’s no trouble. It’s just apple picking, right?”

“Ah mean, can ya kick hard enough to make apples fall?”

“... You got a ladder?”

“Plenty.”

“Then I’m good to go.”

“Alrigh’, don’ say Ah didn’t warn ya.”

And with that Anon followed the apple farmer through Ponyville on the way to her farm. Along the way though, he couldn’t help but take a glance at her in ‘certain’ areas every so often. Now Anon may be human, but to say he found the anthro ponies attractive would be an understatement, especially Applejack.

With her stetson hat, her long and beautiful blonde hair-like mane and tail with a tie at the end, her orange fur with three yellow freckles on each cheek, and of course her incredibly hot body. Well-rounded breasts covered by her white and green shirt, thick strong thighs used for apple bucking, and also her big round ass that could be seen even through her denim shorts. Only a fool wouldn’t think such was hot.

He quickly shook his head, giving himself a little slap as didn’t want to be caught staring for too long. If she had the power to kick a tree down, he wasn’t looking forward to what she might do to his spine if he wasn’t too careful. That logic could also apply to her big brother and her little sister was bound to follow in her footsteps.

So yeah, he’d be lucky to hit that, but he wasn’t willing to take the risks. Then again, he still wondered if maybe there was a shot since he had a cousin somewhere else who talked about dating a stallion.

Anywho, you were starting to see the farmlands known as the Sweet Apple Acres. While approaching, she took you around the barn and was greeted by rows upon rows of apple trees. Few were bare of the red fruit, most filled with a bunch. And he caught the sight of a tall red-furred, orange-maned, muscular stallion with a young yellow-furred, red-haired filly on his shoulders picking apples from one of them.

Those were her big brother and little sister.

“Hey, Big Mac, Apple Bloom!” AJ called, catching their attention. “How ya doin’ over there!?”

They turned to face her and her big brother smiled while her little sister looked excited. Big Mac let the younger filly down as she ran over to them.

“Mr. Anon!” She says while hugging the human.

“Hey, kiddo.” He says while bending down to return the hug. “Did you get taller?”

“Ah sure did!” She says happily while stepping back.

“Heh, don’t get too big now.” Anon looked up and saw the stallion coming over. “Hey, Big Mac. See you’re still keeping those muscles working.”

“Eyup.” He says while giving you a fist bump. “Good to see you back here.”

“Now what is goin’ on over here?” They all heard and turned and the man’s eyes widened.

Walking up to them was another muscular earth pony stallion that seemed slightly taller than Big Mac with yellow fur, a red mane and tail, and green eyes. He was only wearing cowboy boots and wearing ripped jeans while carrying a crate on one of his shoulders that had two more crates stacked on top, all three filled with apples and he was holding them up like it was nothing. The sight made Anon gulp, especially since he was taller than him.

“What in tarnation.=?” The stallion says in disbelief.

“Hi, papa!” Apple Bloom says happily while waving.

‘P-Papa?’ The man thought to himself in shock.

“Hi, Pa. Remember when Ah told ya Ah was bringing over help?” AJ spoke up.

The stallion took another look at the human and then burst out in hearty laughter before placing the crates.

“Oh, this is him ain’t it?” He says. “Ah’m sorry, partner. Ah didn’t mean to offend ya or nothin’.”

“Uh, it’s fine, Mr…” Anon trailed off.

“Ah, right. The name’s Bright Macintosh. Pleasure to meet ya.”

Then held a hand out. The human seemed less intimidated before taking his hand, and was shocked by how firm his handshake was. It felt like he could rip the man’s arm off if he wanted to.

“Heh, now Ah wasn’t expecting to see ya here of all places. Hey, Buttercup! Come over here!” Bright Mac called out.

“What is it, hon?!” An older female voice responded.

“Ya remember that friend Appjack was tellin’ us about?”

After a second, the sounds of footsteps in the grass could be heard, and out from the trees came something else that caught Anon’s eyes. It was another earth pony mare with bright blonde fur, poofy orange mane and tail, both with a tie at the end, and turquoise eyes. She seemed surprised when seeing the man.

“Oh my…” She says.

She appeared a foot taller than AJ and Anon, wore short jeans and boots similar to the aforementioned mare, and a smaller red plaid shirt that instead of being buttoned was tied, revealing cleavage and a lot of her slim stomach. Other than that, her body seemed to match the country mare in every way, though the much more revealing clothing made it harder not to turn red when looking at her.

“I-Is this…?” She asks in a not-as-strong accent while looking at Bright Mac who nods. “Oh, dear. Ah am so sorry, Ah did not mean to act so rudely.”

“I-It’s fine, really.” Anon tells her with his hands up.

“Ah just, when Ah heard Applejack made a friend with something called a human, Ah wasn’t expecting to see ya come here.”

“It’s fine, again, nothing to worry about.”

“Okay… ma name’s Pear Butter, but ma husband Bright Mac calls me Buttercup.”

“Okay, I see. Um… my name is Anon, it’s nice to meet you.”

So these were the parents of the Apple Siblings. Anon was surprised as he had seen them before, and from the word in Ponyville, he got the impression that they passed. Here though, they appeared young, healthy, and very much alive. In Bright Mac’s case, strong. If he were afraid of Applejack cracking his skull in half, your entire skeleton was likely to suffer worse.

“What in tarnation are y’all doin’ just standin’ ‘round out here?” Another mare came out, this one looking the oldest out of them all, and had a cane to help her walk. “I don’ remember tellin’ y’all you can start slackin’. Get back to it!” She says as she slowly makes it over to the group, then looks at the human. “Oh… uh…” She says trying to remember his name.

“Anon, the name is Anon. Nice to see you again, Granny Smith.” He says.

“Oh, yes. Good to see you, Anon. Ya here for some more apples?”

“Actually, I was coming by to help out with farming apples for the Grand Galloping Gala.”

“Aw, that is so sweet ya, ya little thang.” She says before slowly walking over and moving her hand up to his face to give him a few playful slaps. “Now if that’s out of the way, all ya whippersnappers, get back to it. Chop, chop!” She then says while clapping hard.

“Alright, alright. Hey, how bout’ you help me and ma wife over here?” Bright Mac says to the human.

“Sure thing.”

So, the human and the other apple farmers scattered while you followed the parents. Bright Mac was doing what Applejack does to farm, delivering a hard kick to the trunk that caused the apples to fall. Well, you can see where she got her methods… and possible strength. Pear Butter on the other hand was using a ladder to get them down.

Anon took her example and used a ladder to get the apples down. To say you weren’t jealous of Bright’s pecs and stronger form would be a lie, especially since having to climb up took longer while he was getting them down easily.

At one point while the man was collecting apples from one tree, he spotted Pear Butter bending over to pick up some apples and got a view of her ass from her shorts. Anon’s eyes widened and he almost dropped the apple he was holding while blushing hard. It was big, bubbly, and jiggly.

She stood up and turned as he quickly looked away so that he wouldn’t get caught. Then he mentally scolded himself for looking at AJ’s mother in that way. He was also thankful that her dad didn’t catch him acting up.

He could swear that at one point, she nearly fell from her ladder only for her husband to catch her. The two just laughed it off.

Bright Mac as a whole seemed like a nice guy despite his stature, and Pear Butter was kind and caring. The last thing he wanted was to ruin that.

Later that day, Anon was sitting at the table with the Apple family, having dinner with them. He was sitting between Big Mac and AJ while their parents sat across, her father putting on a short-sleeved white shirt after coming inside. He looked between them and decided to think of something to say.

“You know…” He started, but trailed off, not knowing what to say. “N-Nevermind.”

“What’s up, partner?” AJ asked, confused.

“Nothing just… I thought I had something to say, but nothing came to mind.”

“That happens a lot to me too.” Bright Mac laughed. “Sometimes ya wanna say somethin’ next thing you know… nothin’. Head empty.”

Anon laughed with him. “Uh… still… it’s nice to meet you. I just haven’t seen you around too often… I mean, I haven’t been to Ponyvile lately, but I didn’t see you when I last did.”

“Oh, that was probably when we were on our honeymoon.” Pear Butter spoke up.

“Aha, yeah… awful lot of those they’d been havin’ too.” Applejack says sarcastically.

“Eyup.” Big Mac pipes up.

“What can Ah say, sometimes me and your mother just need our time. Right, Buttercup?” Bright Mac says before pulling his wife against him with one arm.

“Stop it, you!” Pear Butter giggled.

Applejack and Big Mac looked away in embarrassment, Apple Bloom was more focused on her food, and Anon was cringing a bit.

“Alright, alright, cut it out ya two.” Granny Smith says as she just returned. “I don’ wanna see no foolin’ around at the table. Especially in front of Apple Bloom, much less, our guest.”

They quickly straightened up after that, but that didn’t stop them from each other slight glances. That gave the human some more proof that they were inseparable.

Later that night, Anon was set up in the guest bedroom in one of the other barn houses, fast asleep until the call of nature forced him awake. He had to be quick, originally planning to be quiet so that no one could hear, but then realized he was in a guest barn house and there was no one else there, so he quickly rushed downstairs.

As he closed the door, he wasn’t fond of this. He would’ve very much preferred to use the ones in Ponyville, but he couldn’t complain too much. It at least wasn’t as bad as public toilets, and they did have toilet paper and a sink.

After he was done, he stepped out and began to head for the guest house to return to sleep. However, he heard something that turned his head. It sounded like giggling. Curiosity got the better of him and he decided to investigate. He started to walk around the guest house, leaning against the wall, sliding across it as quietly as he could, and then peeked around the corner.

“Oh, Brighty. ~”

He almost jumped from what he was seeing. Pear Butter was against the wall, Bright Mac’s muzzle under her chin, nuzzling against her collar while his hands squeezed her ass while she hugged with one leg around his waist while giggling.

At first, he didn’t think anything of it, but then his eyes widened as he looked down and saw that the stallion’s pants and mare’s shorts were lying on the ground, leaving their lower halves naked. Then he watched as Bright pulled back and stared into her eyes.

“Ya ready for me, Buttercup?” He asked her with a dirty smile.

“Yes, Ah’m ready.” She says, matching his smile with her own.

Then straightened himself up, holding the leg that was around up, and pulled back before bucking his hips into hers, and then continued to repeatedly do so. Seeing this, Anon quickly hid, back against the wall. He slowly started to sneak away and as soon as he figured he was far enough, jogged back inside and into bed to hopefully sleep it off. However, that seemed unlikely.

As he tried to go to sleep, he, unfortunately, couldn’t. The muffled sounds of banging against the barn walls, the wet slapping of what the married couple was doing outside, and the sound of the wife moaning were all too much for him.

He had the pillow on top of his head, and it seemed to work, but even so, he couldn’t sleep. He groaned while throwing off the pillow and flipped to lay on his belly… only to feel something weird as he did so. As he flipped back again to see the problem, he saw it and couldn’t believe it. He had grown a boner.

Did he really get hard from watching them get down and dirty? Apparently so. So that was a problem. Great.

“Rise an’ shine, partner!” Applejack called out as she walked inside the barn house and headed up for the guest bedroom. “Time for another day of apple pickin’-OH MA CELESTIA!” She suddenly shouted as she saw him laying in bed, eyes open and bags under them. “What in tarnation happened to ya?”

“...” He slowly turned to her. “Uh… e-everything is fine… Big Mac!” He says.

“... Uh… I’m Applejack.” She tells him.

He squinted his eyes as he looked at her. “Y-Yeah…” He says with a weak laugh.

She seemed a little skeptical and it was clear that she knew he was lying.

Later that day, Anon was out in the fields helping Apple Bloom pick from the trees with her on his shoulders. His eyes were shuddering a bit as he struggled to keep them open.

“Alright, next.” Apple Bloom says while dropping the last apple into the basket, then rose a brow as he didn’t move. “Hey, Ah said next.” She says while lightly smacking him.

Only to hear a snore in response. She seemed dumbfounded and lightly slapped him some more. Then you became wobbly as she yelled in shock before he started to fall.

“Woah!” Applejack says while catching him as Big Mac caught their little sister. “You sure you’re okay, partner? You don’t seem to be… Well…”

“I…” Anon muttered while looking at her. “Uh…” He quickly slapped himself and pushed himself to his feet. “Yeah, all good…” He says with a slight eye twitch. “Well… maybe I lost some sleep last night.”

“Alright, Ah think that’s enough for a bit. You go get some rest, we’ll call ya back later.”

“Eyup.” Big Mac chimed in.

“Alright, alright… I’ll… see you in a bit.” Anon gave in and began to make his way to the barn.

Applejack watched while slightly shaking her head. As he was walking, his legs started to wobble a bit, then stumble for a second, before tripping, about to fall.

“Woah! Hey!” He hears right before he was caught and held up. “Ya good there, bud?” He turned his head and saw it was Bright Mac who caught him.

“I… ugh.” He responded as best as he could, but couldn’t put words together.

“Did something happen, hon?” Pear Butter asked while coming over.

“I… just… had a bit of a hard time sleeping last night.” The man answered as best as he could.

“What happened?”

“Well… uh…” He rubbed his face a bit. “Heard some… weird noises outside. Think it might be an animal or something?”

After he said that, the couple’s eyes widened and they nervously looked at each other. The man didn’t seem to catch on, still rubbing his face.

“Uh… d-don’t worry about it. Let’s just, get ya to a bed.” Bright says while picking him up and slinging him over his shoulder before going for the guest barn house.

Anon did end up getting up later and helping with the rest of the harvesting. Later that night, he lay awake in bed. His head was mixed up after what happened last night. He didn’t blame AJ’s parents for still being so active in their sex life, but he wasn’t expecting to be seeing them actually do it.

He tried to take his mind off the event, but he couldn’t get the thought of it out of his head. The sounds, the sight, he couldn’t stop thinking about it.

Then there was the other problem it was causing. The boner in his pants. It would struggle, pressing against the fabric of his pants, begging to be free.

Then he thought of something… did he want them to do it again? It didn’t make any sense. Sure seeing two ponies doing it with each other would be eye-catching, but this was his friend’s parents. He couldn’t do that to AJ of all people, much less ruin the image of her parents.

After this, he sat up from the bed, looking at the bulge in his pants. He had to get rid of it. He got up and went to the entrance of the guest barn, looking out into the outhouse. He believed it was his only shot and he was about to head for it, but stopped moments after setting a foot outside.

He saw the aforementioned couple walking to the woods just shy of the farm. He knew why. They were gonna do it again. He ran to the outhouse, ready to relieve himself. Before he did though, he looked back at the woods, wondering if he should. He was about to protest against his thoughts, but… he decided to go around the outhouse and run for the woods where they went.