ANOTHER SERIES OF AWKWARD SITUATIONS

“Blast dat horny filly, leaving me to clean this barn while she goes off and plays with herself!”, Babs grumbled to herself as she continued to scrub the barn wall.

“Where's Applebloom?”, she suddenly heard from behind, making her jolt her hoof up in surprise. With a completely pale face, she turned her head to see Applejack.

“Um, uh, erm, well, um, uh...”, she stammered, unable to utter a single word.

“Ah asked ya a question, Babs. Now Ah reckon Ah deserve an answer”, Applejack said, giving a stern look at the city filly.

Babs’ chest went ice-cold and she struggled to come up with anything to say in response.

“Well, um, the thing is, I don't really know... yeah, no idea, sorry!”, she finally managed to blurt out with a nervous smile.

However, the farm pony didn't look convinced. In fact, her eyes narrowed at the city filly, causing her to feel even more uneasy.

“Ya know, it's not a good idea to be lyin’ to your cousin, especially when ya are in trouble already”, Applejack said with a threatening look.

Babs gulped loudly.

* * *

Applebloom moaned out as she stroked her clit, feeling herself tense up slightly with each sensual stroke, pushing her closer and closer to her climax.

“Why didn't Ah ever think to do this before? This feels amazin’!”, she remarked aloud to herself.

It was followed by yet another sharp moan as she gingerly but slowly edged her hoof inside of her soaking wet folds, at which point she arched up and moaned out even louder.

“As much as Ah hate to admit it, if it weren't for that Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon, Ah would have never touched mahself again after that one time”, she remarked breathlessly, continuing to slowly thrust her hoof in and out of her foal-hole.

During that one other time when the farm pony had gotten curious enough to touch herself there, she had no idea what to do, and it actually hurt, because she didn't know how to do it properly. Thanks to Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon's little performance, she knew exactly how to warm herself up now, and the rest was coming naturally to the curious filly.

She had to admit though that she didn't know how long it would take to reach an orgasm, nor did she know how to properly gauge herself. She was, after all, an inexperienced filly who was experiencing true pleasure for the first time. The one thing she did know, however, is that the more she shoved her hoof inside herself, the more addicting the pleasure coursing through her body was getting.

She could feel her vaginal muscles squeezing on her hoof with every thrust now, the musky scent in the air intoxicating the filly. The warmth, wetness, and the faint squelching sounds that surrounded her hoof were getting hotter, wetter, and louder with each thrust. Without even realizing it, Applebloom began to thrust her hoof in and out of her puffy yellow slit faster and harder, the delight coursing through her body causing her to instinctively pick up the rhythm of her thrusts as the pleasure kept getting stronger and stronger with each passing second.

She moaned out without a care in the world, her entire body feeling as if it was ready to burst. A few short moments later, it finally tensed up, her vagina muscles clamped down on her hoof as hard as they could, and the filly ultimately gave a high-pitched orgasmic cry.

Applebloom, why the hay are ya screamin--?!”, Applejack asked as she walked through the bushes together with Babs, only to be cut off by the scene that played out before her.

Applebloom's eyes snapped wide in shock with a crimson red blush. She looked over at her sister and Babs, unable to halt her orgasm as her body continued to tense up, her vagina was still clamping down on her hoof, and a visible puddle started forming at the base of her tail.

“D-Don't l-look!”, she cried desperately, her body continuing to shamefully ride out its orgasm.

Applejack finally snapped herself out of her shock, slammed her hat over her face, turned around, and ran from the immediate area, stopping just outside of it.

“Mah eyes! Oh for the love of Luna, Ah'm never gonna get that image out of mah head!”, the traumatized mare yelled as she fought the urge to retch on the spot.

Meanwhile, Babs simply stood there and watched with a grin on her face as the farm filly ride out her climax.

“Wow, cuz. You sure were pent-up, weren't ya?”, she jeered with a smirk, much to the shame of the farm filly.

Applebloom’s body finally relaxed. Huffing and puffing, she flashed a glare towards the city filly.

“Shut...the...buck...up”, she panted as she lay there, still blushing furiously.

* * *

“Applejack, would ya get your rump in here?”, Granny Smith asked her granddaughter impatiently, who seemed to be scouring the kitchen. Applebloom and Babs sat in front of the elder mare silently.

“Ah'm lookin’ for the lemons, so Ah can burn mah eyes out, Granny!”, Applejack replied in a freaked out tone. A faint cluttering could be heard a few moments later, causing the elder mare to place a hoof on her forehead with a sigh.

“Would ya stop bein’ so overly dramatic ‘bout this? What she was doin’ is perfectly natural for a filly of her age!”

“Yeah, but you didn't see her doin’ it!”

This was met with yet another annoyed sigh by the elder mare.

“Oh for the love of Luna... Get your flank in here this instant, young mare!”, Granny Smith finally exclaimed, clearly getting tired of her granddaughter’s overly dramatic antics.

The cluttering in the kitchen came to an abrupt halt. Applejack could be seen poking her head through the kitchen doorway soon after.

“Yes, Granny...”, she replied, though her face still sported a slight shade of green as she walked into the front room and sat next to her grandmother.

“Ahem! Now then, about what happened”, Granny Smith started. “As Ah said, what ya were doin’, youngin, was perfectly natural. But ya chose a poor time to be doin’ it”, she remarked, staring specifically at Applebloom now.

“Ah know, Granny, but--”

“No buts, youngin”, Granny cut off the filly. “If you wanna go off and pet your kitty, that's your choice. However! Ya do it in your own spare time and not when ya are in trouble. Are we clear?”

Applebloom blushed and nodded silently in response to this question.

“Can we please stop talkin’ about this?”, Applejack spoke up, putting her over hat over her face again. “Ah'm already mighty tempted to run back into the kitchen and resume mah search for those lemons.”

The elder mare gave yet another sigh upon hearing this.

“Applebloom, can Ah speak to ya in private?”, she asked and started walking towards her rocking chair in the other room.

Applebloom rolled her eyes.

“If she's gonna be talkin’ to me ‘bout the birds and the bees”, she whispered to Babs, “Ah'm walkin’ out that door to do more chores.”

Her cousin giggled in response. After that, Applebloom followed her grandmother into the other room.

“Now, Ah want the truth out of ya, young filly”, Granny spoke up. “What the hay would posses ya to run off and pet yer kitty in such an open area for?”

Applebloom blushed furiously at this question, looking away from her grandmother.

“Ah was all hot and bothered and Ah hadn't been able to... well, ya know all day, and it was really gettin’ to me”, she finally answered, still unable to look her grandmother in the eyes, with her face continuing to burn.

The elder mare sighed dejectedly at this.

“Ah don't want ya to be gettin’ the wrong idea, youngin. Ah'm not sayin’ what ya were doin’ was wrong, but--”

“Ah know that, Granny!”, Applebloom interrupted, still not looking her in the eyes. “Ah'm not a little filly anymore! Sheesh!”

“Now, Ah didn't raise ya to be disrespectin’ yer elders, youngin, let me finish before ya go off and spout off stuff like that”, Granny remarked with a stern glance. She sighed once again. “Like Ah was sayin’, Ah'm not sayin’ what ya were doin’ is wrong, but if ya are gettin’ that hot and bothered over nothin’, then maybe ya are growin’ up a little more than we thought”, she finished, looking at her granddaughter with a soft smile.

“Growin’ up a little more than ya thought?”, Applebloom asked in confusion, looking at her grandmother for the first time since this awkward discussion began. “What the hay is that supposed to mean?”

“Ah reckon ya might be goin’ through your first heat cycle, youngin”, the elder mare replied wisely. ”Though you're a little young for it, it's not uncommon.”

This made Applebloom go wide-eyed with a crimson red blush.

“N-No! It's not like that at all!”, she exclaimed defensively, knowing very well what a heat cycle was thanks to Cheerilee's class. Although, it was the other students she had learned this from, rather than the teacher herself.

“Oh? How can ya be so sure?”, Granny asked with a raised eyebrow. “Ah reckon this must be it, unless somethin’ else happened to ya to get ya all hot and bothered. Did somethin’ happen during yer time with Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon that ya’re not tellin’ us?”

Granny Smith gave an inquisitive stare towards the farm filly, who fidgeted nervously on the spot.

“As long as you keep your mouth shut, we'll keep ours shut, blank-flank”, the bully’s words rang through Applebloom's mind.

“N-No”, she lied. “Nothin’ happened while Ah was over there. We just kept to ourselves the entire time and didn't say a word. Honest!”

A few tense moments passed as the elder mare stared at her granddaughter, as if attempting to determine whether she was telling her the truth or not. Applebloom could feel sweat starting to form on her forehead.

“Well then”, the elder mare finally spoke up. “Ah guess we should get ya checked out by a doctor, to see if ya are goin’ through a heat cycle or not, youngin. Even if ya aren't, it never hurts to be careful. A filly's first heat cycle can be a dangerous time for 'em, and they don't always know it's happenin’ to 'em ‘till after they've finished hoof knockin’ with a kitty full of milk. And by then, it's too late”, Granny finished, much to the filly’s discomfort.

* * *

“And now Granny Smith is gonna be askin’ a doctor to check me out, to see if Ah'm goin’ through mah first ever heat cycle!”, Applebloom exclaimed, having finished explaining the situation to Babs while the two continued cleaning up the barn wall.

“Well horsefeathers, that sucks”, her cousin replied sympathetically, focusing on scrubbing out a stain on the barn wall which seemed to be especially hard to get rid of.

“You're tellin’ me! Ah never meant to tell them outright that we were datin’, but they are smarter than Ah gave 'em credit for. So Ah couldn't tell Granny Smith the truth without those two varmints exposin’ us”, Applebloom said and sighed.

“Well, the day's almost over. We'll be able to go back inside soon enough I guess”, Babs pointed out, glancing over at the setting sun. She then looked back at Applebloom with a sly grin. “Wanna try what those two were doin’ tonight?”

Upon hearing this, the farm pony looked at her cousin with a crimson red blush.

“N-No! Ah'm not ready for that yet, Babs”, Applebloom flustered and sighed.

“Fine, no need to get huffy with me”, Babs replied heatedly and resumed scrubbing the barn wall.

Applebloom observed her cousin, taking note of her disappointment. She sighed once again.

“L-Listen, if ya promise that ya won't try anythin’ on me for the week...”, she started. Feeling more nervous than ever, she took a deep breath and continued: “...Ah-Ah'll do it with ya the night before ya have to go back home. Okay?”

“Really?!”, Babs asked in disbelief, looking positively thrilled and excited by the offer.

“Y-Yeah, but ya can't be tryin’ anythin’ on me the whole week. Got it?”, Applebloom reminded to her cousin who was beaming with excitement and joy.

“Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye!”, Babs Pinkie Promised, exactly replicating the motions invented by a certain hyperactive pink mare.

“Ah've got to be out of mah mind...”, Applebloom thought to herself dismally as she resumed scrubbing the barn wall.

* * *

The next morning came all too early for Applebloom, but her eyes fluttered open just the same. A smile washed over her face as she stared at her cousin. Softly running a hoof through her mane, she took note of the fact they were still in the same tight embrace as the night before.

“Somethin’ in my mane, cuz?”, Babs suddenly asked, slightly startling the filly at first. But only at first.

“No, Ah'm just admirin’ how cute ya are when ya sleep”, Applebloom replied sweetly. Her cousin’s eyes opened in response, a smile adorning her face.

The sudden sound of trotting made both cousins suddenly break their tight embrace and face away from one another - just in time to see Applejack's smiling face peeking through the doorway, followed by the rest of her body.

“Up and at 'em, fillies!”, she exclaimed enthusiastically as she walked into their bedroom.

She quickly took note of the fact that both fillies were already awake. She raised an eyebrow, observing them as they were getting out of the bed.

”This makes the third day in a row that ya two are already awake”, she remarked. “Heh, Ah'm beginnin’ to wonder if Ah even need to come in here and wake ya anymore.”

“We're both growin’ fillies, big sis”, Applebloom spoke up. “Ah don't think we need ya comin’ in here to wake us anymore. Isn't that right, cuz?”, she asked, to what Babs nodded in agreement.

“Ah reckon we could give it a trial, then”, Applejack concluded. “Ah won't come to wake ya for the next three days and we'll see if ya both wake up on time. How's that sound?”, she asked, much to the delight of both fillies.

“Ya got yourself a deal, big sis!”, Applebloom replied enthusiastically and did a hoof-bump with her older sister.

Applejack chuckled in response to this and then turned around to leave the two alone. Babs and Applebloom waited for her to disappear behind the doorway.

“Now we can cuddle all we want without worrying about your sister barging in on us. Sweet!”, Babs whispered to her cousin, just in case Applejack was still within earshot.

“Yeah, it's gonna be mighty nice to be able to lay a bit longer with ya, come tomorrow mornin’”, Applebloom agreed with a smile, proceeding to nuzzle Babs affectionately against her neck.

“Oh, and Applebloom...”, Applejack was heard once again, very close to their room.

The two fillies quickly snapped away from each other, earning a curious look from Applejack when she walked back in. She then coughed and continued:

“Granny Smith arranged for ya to be seein’ a doctor today. So get yourself lookin’ nice, ya hear?”

“She arranged it already?! That was fast!”

* * *

“Is this your first time getting a heat cycle examination, miss Applebloom?”, the doctor asked. She was an earth pony mare with a soft, warm voice and dressed in a white suit.

“Y-Yes”, Applebloom stuttered slightly.

She was sitting on a small table, with Applejack standing next to her and keeping her company. She didn’t know what a heat cycle examination entailed, but she got an idea when she saw the doctor putting plastic hoof gloves on. And she didn't like it.

“Ah'm gonna be outside for a bit, Applebloom. Ya behave, ya hear?”, Applejack said suddenly, resulting in a panicked look from the farm filly.

“Y-You're leavin’ me alone with her?”, Applebloom asked incredulously.

“No need to be nervous now. She's a professional and knows what she's doin’”, her big sister tried to comfort her. “‘Sides, Ah’ve already seen enough of that part of ya yesterday. Ah'm not really interested in a second helpin’, if ya catch mah drift”, she added, much to the embarrassment of the filly.

Applejack lowered her hat over her face, which was slowly getting adorned with a slight shade of green. She opened the door and left, closing it behind her.

“Would you please lay on your side now, miss Applebloom?”, the mare asked calmly, causing the farm filly to snap her gaze in her direction. “It's just a standard examination, no need to be scared. I won't hurt you, dearie.”

“O-Okay...”, Applebloom replied nervously, laid on her side, and instinctively flipped her tail up to shield her goods from the mare.

“I'm afraid you're going to have to lower your tail if we want to progress any further, miss Applebloom”, the doctor informed her with a soft smile, walking over to her.

“O-Okay...”, Applebloom stuttered and hesitantly lowered her tail, blushing furiously in the process.

“It won't take more than a few minutes to complete the examination, but I need to ask you to relax and keep yourself still”, the mare instructed.

She then placed a hoof on Applebloom's vagina and spread one lip to the side, causing the filly to give a slight jump at the sudden touch of cold hooves against her nether-region.

“Okay, I am going to insert my hoof into your vagina now, miss Applebloom, so I can properly examine you. If at any point you feel any kind of pain or discomfort, do not hesitate to tell me.”

The mare then proceeded to insert her hoof inside the filly - much to the shock of the latter, even despite the warning.

“Wh-Why do ya have to stick your hoof in there?”, Applebloom asked, doing her best to ignore the intrusion of her flower. “C-Can't ya just look at it?”

“The walls of a mare or filly's vagina react differently, and will often attempt to seize any foreign object that is inserted into it. The vagina will also feel much warmer than normal if they are in heat. I’m also checking for irregular tightening of the vaginal muscles as well”, the doctor explained calmly, continuing to feel around the inside of the filly with the tip of her hoof.

“O-Oh, okay”, Applebloom muttered a reply. She bit her lip as a sudden wave of pleasure shot through her body, much to her own horror.

“So far so good, miss Applebloom”, the doctor informed. “Please, just bear with it a little longer, okay?”

“Oh please, don't let that happen again!”, Applebloom thought to herself shamefully, blushing furiously now. She bit her lower lip even harder when the mare's hoof unintentionally sent another wave of pleasure coursing through her body.

“Miss Applebloom? Are you okay? Your vagina muscles are tensing up”, the doctor asked, giving a concerned glance in the filly's direction.

“Ah-Ah'm fine. Just get this over with already”, Applebloom lied as she held back a pleasured moan with all her might.

“This is bad!”, Applebloom thought to herself in panic. “At this rate she's gonna make me gush before she's done checkin’ me!”

She felt yet another wave of pleasure surging through her body, much to her own horror. The whole situation was making her start getting sweaty.

But Ah can't tell her that! It would be too embarrassin’ to tell her that she's gettin’ me all hot!”

“Are you sure you're okay, miss Applebloom?”, the doctor asked with even greater concern.

“Ah-Ah'm fine! How much longer are ya gonna have to keep yer hoof in there?”, Applebloom asked impatiently, no longer daring to look the doctor in the eye.

"Only a minute more, miss Applebloom. You’re doing very well so far. I've almost finished examining you."

The doctor gave her an inquisitive glance. She wasn’t stupid, but she wasn't exactly sure if she was unintentionally getting this filly off, either.

“Ah-Ah'm sorry. I'll try to relax mahself”, the farm filly answered and sighed deeply.

“Think about somethin’ else, Applebloom!”, she thought to herself dramatically, doing her best to take her mind off the current situation.

But despite her valiant attempts, she felt her body give yet another surge of pleasure; her chest went ice-cold when she recognized the feeling that was building up inside of her. Applebloom's vagina was clamping and releasing around the doctor's hoof, and while the doctor clearly wasn't attempting to get her off, the pressure of the orgasm was already growing with each passing second.

"Thirty more seconds", the doctor interjected, sounding worried. "I think we've pretty much established what I needed to know. I haven't felt anything abnormal, and your reactions...", the doctor's voice faded off.

“A-Are ya done yet?”, Applebloom stuttered, doing her best to continue hiding what was happening to her.

Twenty-five torturous seconds had passed, and much to the filly’s dismay, the feeling inside of her was nearing its breaking point.

“Okay, we're done. Good news, you're not in heat”, the doctor finally stated with a smile and removed her hoof - faster than she had intended.

This innocent motion had proven to be disastrous. The filly gave a sudden muffled cry as she came all over the examination table, looking at it with embarrassment and horror.

“H-Horseapples!!!”, Applebloom cursed at the top of her lungs after her body relaxed. She looked at the doctor in panic, who was sporting a crimson red blush, just like herself.

“Applebloom! Why in tarnation are ya...”, Applejack began to say, only to trail off upon seeing a large puddle of filly juices on the examination table. She looked at Applebloom, who had both of her hooves over her head, seeming ashamed and embarrassed.

The farm pony went a shade of green again.

“W-W-Whoa nelly!”, she uttered.

“This isn't uncommon for mares and fillies who are in heat”, the doctor stated, taking her soaking wet plastic hoof gloves off, tossing them into the trash-can, turning on the faucet, and beginning to wash her hooves.

“Wait, so she's goin’ through her first heat?!”, Applejack asked incredulously.

“No, she's not”, the doctor denied. “Though I wish she had told me that I was stimulating her from the moment I began to. I only noticed this near the end of the examination. By then, I feared that any sudden movements would cause her to orgasm, so I finished the examination in hopes of finishing it without her reaching her climax. Unfortunately, that was not the case.”

The doctor completed washing her hooves, turned to face the two and smiled gently at the filly.

“Miss Applebloom, in the future, if the doctor who is examining you starts stimulating you, please be sure to tell them as soon as possible. That way you can avoid embarrassing situations like this. Okay?”

“O-Okay...”, Applebloom's muffled voice could be heard under her hooves. She couldn’t dare to look her sister or the doctor in the eye.

* * *

“She told me that it was okay and Ah didn't do anythin’ wrong, but...”, Applebloom said to her cousin and trailed off, tears in her eyes.

“Sounds like you've had a rough day”, Babs concluded, placing a hoof on Applebloom's back comfortingly. The two sat at the table in the living room, with the clock on the wall indicating lunch time.

“Ah hope ya two are starvin’, cause Ah decided to make ya somethin’ special”, Applejack said with a bright smile, setting two plates in front of the fillies.

“Ya are only doin’ this ‘cause of what happened at the doctor's, aren’t ya? Or are ya doin’ this to cheer me up?”, the farm filly asked, staring at her sister's specialty - none other than a triple-layered apple pie.

“A little of the column A, and a little of the column B, little sis”, Applejack replied, sitting down herself with a plate of her own. She placed a hoof on the filly's shoulder. “Don't ya be worryin’ ‘bout what happened. It's not like Ah haven't been in mah share of awkward situations mahself.”

“That's right!”, Granny Smith piped up. “Why, Ah remember the time when Ah walked in on her with a stallion! Ya should have seen the look on her face! Ah reckon her face could have passed for one of our apples in the orchard!”

“Granny!”, Applejack cried, covering her face with her hat to hide her blush. “Did ya have to bring that up?! That's private and ya know it!”, she exclaimed dismally, much to the amusement of Applebloom and Babs who were laughing hysterically at this story. “’Sides, tales like that ain't for these two youngins to be hearin’!”

“Oh, don't get yer tail in a knot, Applejack”, Granny responded calmly. “Ah reckon these fillies talk ‘bout more graphic stuff than this when we ain't listenin’. Isn't that right, youngins?”

This put the fillies’ fits of laughter to a halt. They both looked at each other with blushes on their faces.

After that, the afternoon was spent on exchanging stories amongst the three. And although Applebloom and Babs didn't dare to tell of their exploits or the events that happened over at Diamond Tiara's place, for the first time in their lives they were able to speak frankly with the family members, without worrying about judgment from them.

THAT EVENING...

“Wow, Ah can't believe we were able to talk like that to Granny and mah big sis”, Applebloom said as the two washed their faces and hooves in preparation for going to bed.

“Well, Granny Smith did say dat it's about time they started treatin’ us like young mares instead of little fillies”, Babs replied just before splashing water over her face.

“Still, Ah kind of miss bein’ treated like a filly now. Ah mean, not that Ah mind bein’ treated like mah own age and all, but still...”

“I know the feeling cuz, it's mind-blowin isn't it?”, the city filly replied with a giggle.

“Ah know somethin’ else that's mind-blowin’...”, Applebloom trailed off with a smirk, and without warning, she turned her cousin to face her and locked her lips with her.

“Wow. That's a bit forward of you, cuz”, Babs remarked post-kiss, looking slightly stunned at her fillyfriend's sudden move on her.

“Ah guess Ah'm feelin’ a bit more brave lately,” the farm filly replied as she hopped off the stool and started walking towards the door.

“I certainly hope you're this brave the night before I head back home”, the city filly said with a coy grin, following the farm pony to the bedroom.

“Ya are really lookin’ forward to that, ain't ya?”, Applebloom asked with a raised eyebrow as she jumped onto the bed.

“Of course I am. Aren't you?”, the city filly replied, hopping onto the bed herself.

“Maybe just a little bit”, Applebloom replied coyly, pulling the blankets over her about the same time Babs did. She snuggled close to her, and gave her a quick kiss on the lips. “Night, cuz.”

“Night, Applebloom”, Babs replied with a warm smile, putting a hoof around the farm pony.

After that, the two drifted off into a blissful slumber...

Author's Note

My proofreader has asked me to tell you that she found this chapter both hot and funny and we both hope you feel the same!