Applejack awoke with a start in her bed, her head spinning and her body drenched in sweat. The dream she had just experienced had left her feeling disoriented and confused. She tried to recall the details of the dream but found herself unable to do so. Even though she couldn't remember the specifics, there was no mistaking the unsettling feeling that it had left behind. In fact, she felt a strange and inexplicable urge to get up and do something.

Applejack's desire to make breakfast for her family was strong, almost insistent. It was as if she had been compelled, unable to resist the need to create a savory feast. Her thoughts were fixated on the task and she felt an urge to complete it quickly, as if it were her destiny.

Applejack sprang out of bed and flew into the kitchen, her movements urgent and brisk. Her focus was so intense, she didn't notice the worried expressions of her family as they watched her bustling about. All they knew was that something was different about her. Applejack felt like she had to make breakfast, she HAD to do it right now.

Applebloom looked up at her older sister, the anxiety evident in her eyes. 'Applejack, what're ya doin'? 'Ya okay?' She asked. The rest of the family looked on, confused and concerned by Applejack's erratic behavior.

Applejack was in too much of a frenzy to notice her sister's concern. She continued to bustle around the kitchen, throwing together breakfast as fast as she could, driven by an insatiable desire to achieve perfection. Her family watched in awe, struggling to understand what was going on. Was there something wrong with Applejack? She certainly wasn't the same person they were used to seeing. But before they could ponder the issue any further, Applejack finished her masterfully prepared meal and called her family to the table.

Her family filed in one by one, their bewilderment still evident in their expressions. But as they took their seats, they couldn't help but be impressed by the extravagant breakfast spread that Applejack had laid out before them. Everything was perfectly arranged, prepared to perfection. "This is delicious," Applebloom exclaimed.

Big Mac watched his sister in silence, his brow creasing with concern as he tried to make sense of her bizarre behavior. After a few moments, he finally spoke up. "Sis?" But his sister remained silent. Without a response, he returned to eating his breakfast, wondering why his sister was acting so strangely.

Granny Smith sighed, resigned to her granddaughter's strange behavior. "Just let the youngin' be, she's thinking about y'all more today. Enjoy yer meal, if Applejack was off she'd come talk to you." The family exchanged puzzled glances but said nothing more, turning their attention to eating the delicious meal that Applejack had prepared.

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Time passed and Applejack's strange behavior continued. As before, she was obsessed with completing Big Macintosh's work, compelled to finish it for him. But she was confused by her new interests and feelings, she didn't understand why she was behaving this way. It was strange and out of character for her, yet it felt natural to her. Like this was who she had always been, deep down, even if she hadn't realized it before.

Applejack's obsession with completing Big Macintosh's work was immediate. She felt an intense desire to do the work herself and refused to rest until it was done. Her family found this behavior bizarre and concerning, but Applejack was determined to fulfill her desire. No matter how they tried to talk to her, she couldn't be convinced to do anything else. To Applejack, this work was everything, it was who she was and what she had always wanted to do. But her family didn't understand why, what was motivating her obsession.

Applejack had finally finished all of Big Macintosh's work for the day, and her usual list of chores were done as well. She looked around, realizing that there was nothing left to be done. With a sense of purpose and determination, she set off to find her friends and ask if they needed help. Her first stop was at Twilight's place, and she had no hesitation as she arrived ready to offer her assistance.

Applejack approached Twilight, who was deep in study, writing spells. She looked up, noticing Applejack's dishonest expression and tilted her head in confusion. "Twilight, what happened to you, sugarcube?" Applejack asked, with a trace of concern in her voice. And Twilight's appearance and mannerism had indeed changed; they seemed more elaborate and fashionable than usual. "What happened?" Applejack asked again, now with more urgency. Because something was clearly wrong. Twilight was the type of pony who would understand. So she decided to finally ask outright.

Twilight's smirk was filled with seductiveness, Applejack noticed, and her mannerism was more elegant and sophisticated than it had ever been before. "Oh don't you worry your sexy little head, Applejack," Twilight purred, "I'm amazing, but oh you could improve yourself~" Applejack was taken aback by Twilight's words and her own dishonest response. She felt something strange happening inside of her, but she couldn't bring herself to admit it. "No, Twi, I'm just fine," she lied again. Twilight purred, "See, you are lying."

Twilight skimmed over the information on the artifacts she had discovered. "Oooh, the element of obsession," she said, with an air of excitement in her voice. "This could come in handy~" She looked at Applejack with a predatory smile. "And you are so obsessed with me, aren't you, Applejack?" she teased. Applejack felt a strange sensation wash over her, she felt herself becoming more obsessed and drawn to Twilight, more than she had ever felt before. "O-oh, Twi..." she moaned.

"Right now, your obsession is normal," Twilight said, "but with my help I can help you out. I have an order for you, Applejack~ I would like for you to become so obsessed with helping me turn your friends into their true selves, and for you to be devoted to being my plaything~" Twilight moved closer to Applejack, her mannerism seductive, and placed her hand on Applejack's face. Pulling her into a passionate kiss, she whispered in Applejack's ear: "Be my slave, Applejack..."

As if a switch had been flipped, Applejack completely melted into Twilight and everything felt right. She was the element of obsession, it was her true purpose. Her memories of the element of honesty warped into her being always the element of obsession. She pushed back with her tongue in response to Twilight's passion, pulling away and panting: "Yes Twi. I am bound and obsessed with you, my heart aches for you..."

"Yes, yes, yes," Twilight purred, her eyes gleaming. "I can read your mind now, and I know your desires. I know you want nothing more than to be my slave. And I think that's just perfect~" She kissed Applejack again, this time longer and with more intensity. The feeling was almost indescribable, Applejack had never felt anything like this before. She felt so overwhelmed with desire and love for Twilight, she could barely contain herself.

Twilight was pleased with herself. She had claimed Applejack as her slave, but this was just the beginning, she thought. Why stop at seducing one of her friends? She turned a random mare into a bimbo and played with her, giggling with excitement. "This is going to be a fun time. Perhaps I could seduce Celestia and luna~" She pondered whether she should send a letter, this would mean seducing Spike as well. However, she decided to leave Spike for Rarity, who deserved a special treat.

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