Chef Anon (Applejack light clop )

>Day insecurities in Equestria
>You are Applejack, and something is very wrong.
Where the hay is everyp0ny!?
>The streets are almost completely bare, save for the occasional p0ny coming to market to buy apples.
>Dear Celestia, this ain't right, you're the only vendor here.
>What is going on!?
>You havn't even seen Anon. Normally he always comes around to buy something for that cooking he's always doing.
>Shoot, he should be here by now, normally he's at his own home, at the library or at the market.
>He can't be that nervous for that hot date of his can he?
>He seemed pretty anxious, but no more than usual.
>Last time your heard from him, he told you that he was trying to figure out what he should make for that dinner he was gonna have with Twilight.
>But that still don't explain how there's nop0ny to be seen.
>...
>Alright, buck everything.
>You look over your should and buck your cart, so everything locks up before you go.
>Good thing you save that cart you took to the Gala.
>You spend a few minutes walking around town. You don't really see anp0ny save for the occasional mare stumbling around for some reason.
>This is starting to get too weird for you.
>"Applejack!"
Huh?
>"Oh there you are dear!"
Oh, hi there Rarity.
>"Why aren't you at the market? You had me worried, I thought something might have happened to you when I saw your empty stand."
Oh. Naw, I'm jus walking around town a little but, business is slow as you might ah've seen.
>"Yes, it is a bit queer. I had planned to buy some groceries today, before delivering Anons suit, but I guess that will have to wait."
>You both walk around for a little while longer, before deciding to walk over to Anons house across town.
>While you make your way to Anons house, you start to see more and more p0nies stumbling around, seem likes you and Rarity are the only ones who ain't walking funny.
>You finally reach Anons house.
>Before you can make it to the door, you see the door crack open, letting some mare you don't know out.
>She looks around nervously before looking at you and Rarity, then sprinting away.
What in the-
>"OOOO! Something smells delicious, Anon must be getting ready for tonight!"
>You take a whiff.
Hmmm, somethin sure does.
>You both walk up casually to the door and let yourselves in. Anon's never really had any problem with anp0ny dropin by.
>As soon as you open the door, you feel a blast of warm air hit your face, along with a moist pungent odor.
>Inside Anons house...
>Are dozens of mares all lying on one another, occasionally letting out long moans.
What the...
>"..."
>You need to get to the bottom of this.
>As soon as you put on hoof into the door, you instantly wish you hadn't .
>You feel something warm and wet against you hoof on the floor.
Oh no...
>Anons floor is completely cover in...
>Yo shudder slightly.
>"Hello?"
>"No... Pleas- A-Anon...
>Fluttershy?
>You and Rarity look at each other and then back into Anons house.
>You both instantly make your way inside, trying not to step on anp0ny.
>"P-please... No more..."
>This ain't good!
>You make your way as quickly as you can.
Fluttershy!?
>"Fluttershy!?"
>You look in the kitchen to see Flutters sitting at the table with a dazed look on her face.
>You almost instantly feel relived.
>"An-Anon. Please, they taste amazing, I- I can't-
>"LIAR!!"
>To your utter shock Anon turns away from his stove and shoves a piece of bread with tomato on in into Fluttershy mouth.
>"UAAAAAAAH!!~"
>Fluttershshys scream makes you jump.
>Her eyes roll back into her head and she falls off the chair and onto the floor with a pool of something or another near her flank.
>"Anonymous! What in all of Equestria are you-
>"Rarity! Try this!"
>Anon grabs a piece of white bread with orange sauce on it and shoves it into Rarity's mouth.
>Raritys hind legs begin to buckle and her face turns bright red.
>"mmmm..~"
>...
Uh... Rarity? You al-
>"UAAAAAAAAAAAH!~"
>Like Flutters, her eyes roll back into her head as she collapses in a pool o her own juices.
Anon...
>"AJ! Try this tart!"
I-
>Anon cuts you off by shoving an apple tar into your open mouth.
>The taste immediately hits you.
>Oh sweet, sweet Celestia... You feel like your entire body is melting...
>Your hind legs start to buckle and you feel your marehood start to heat up.
>You swear you can hear your juices dripping onto the floor.
>"W-well? How is it?"
I-In... In- Incredible...
>He pauses as you look helplessly up at him.
>"You lie! YOU LIIIEEE!!"
>Before you can speak he grabs another tart and shoves it into your mouth.
>Your entire body shutters as you feel your marehood spasm and spray your hot mare cum onto the floor.
> Finally your legs give way as you fall down.
>Dear, sweet Celestia your head...
>That must have been some part last night an you must ahv drank your weight in cider, to have a dream like that.
>You dreampt that Anon was frantically cooking for some hot date he had with Twilight.
>An fed that cooking of his to you, and it made you cum all over his floor.
>Ha! Some dream.
>"Please!! We need more, give us more!!"
>"Lies! The filthy pegusai lie!"
>Oh no.
>You're afraid to open you eyes.
>"Please Anonymous, feed us your quiche while you bend me over your table and rut me!! Please!!"
>"I said get out!"
>Okay AJ, just, open your eyes slowly an-
HOLY BUCK!!
>You open your eyes to see a wet cream colored cooter right in your face.
>Oh Celestia that's just wrong!
>You back away from the scene and stand on Anon's table to avoid stepping in anything... Slippery...
>Right across from you, you can see Anon trying to shove two purple pegusai out of his door. Flitere and cloud somthin or another, you think they're called.
>Anon finally manages to shut the door on the two mares.
>As soon as he turns around and sees you standing on his table, he claps his hand together and smiles.
>"Applejack! I need you to try these apple crisps."
>Oh no not this time compadre.
>If you're fast enough, maybe you can dash past him and out the-
Ooof!
>You try to struggle, but Anon is twice your size and twice as strong as you. You won't ever get outa his death grip.
>"Here, AJ sit down. I think I've finally nailed down this recipe, I don't think this batch will be as revolting as the last."
>Anon takes a tray out of the oven with two small dishes with apple crisps in them. The smell alone sends a shiver down your spine.
>"I also think this icecream isn't as disgusting as the last batch I made."
Anon ah don't think yer coo-
>Anon interrupts you by showing a spoon full of crisp and iceream into your mouth.
>The sweet and tart flavor of the apples melt onto your tongue and fuse with the ice cream.
>Your knees begins to knock together, while you feel your mare hood heating up.
>The apple crisp and iceream melt together into one form that slides down your throat as smooth as silk, despise the sweet cinnamon crumbs.
>You bring your hoof down to you marehood and lock you knees together.
>You can't. You can't....
>"Well how is it?"
>Anon looks down at you with a concerned look on his face.
>Your eyes starts to water and your vision blurs.
>The taste still lingers in your mouth. You can feel your hoof start to rub up and down your marehood. The fact that Anon is staring at you, just makes you want to rub harder and faster.
M... m-m-m-more...
>You look up at Anon and open your maw, demanding more. You could care less that you're drooling all over yourself and onto the floor.
>You just want more. You want Anon to feed you while he bends you over his table and ruts you.
>His expression says something other than lust.
>"Damn it! Why is my cooking so revolting!!??"
>Anon takes the crips and icecream off the table.
N-no...
>You're simply too weak to do anything but continue to rub your marehood, while he takes the dishes away.
>Wait....
>What is he doing!?
>You think your heart stops as Anon hold the dishes over the sink.
>And it does as he scrapes his dish into the sink
NO!!
>You stumble up from your chair and over to Anon.
>Nearly all the crisp has been dumped into the sink before you take it from him and throw yourself onto the floor.
>You tongue caresses every crevice of the little white dish.
>The taste floods your senses again, causing your whole body to shugger, while the walls of you marehood, grab desperately at the cock that isn't there.
>MmmmmHMMMmmmm`!!
>You lick your lips, hoping that you can taste more of Anons euphoric creation.
>Anon is staring at you in complete shock.
>You stick your ass into the air in front of Anon and spread your cheecks wide to show him your burning sex.
Ah- Anon... Please... Celestia please... Rut me...
>"AJ..."
>PLEASE!!  RUT ME AND FEED ME MORE!!"
>"..."
>You can feel yourself getting dizzy.
>Everything fades as you feel your cheek touch the kitchen floor.

>Your head hurts again.
>You roll onto your stomach and snuggle into your downy pillow.
>Well at least your beds comfortable.
>...
>Bed!?
>Your eyes shoot open and you immediately see that the bed you're lying in, doesn't belong to you.
>Holy Celestis you're in Anons house!
>That ain't good, this ain't good at all.
>No, you need to git out of here right now!
>You tiphoof off of the bed and into the hallway.
>You can hear the tap in the bathroom down the hall.
>Maybe if you just....
>"Hey AJ."
>No.
>You cringe slightly at hearing his voice. Oh Celestia this is gonna be the dang most uncomfortable thing you've ever had to sit through.
>You look up and see Anon in a black bathrobe standing in the door way leading to another bedroom.
Uh... Hey Anon... Uh... So, how did yer date go last night?
>Anon points with his eyes to the bed direct behind him. On the bed is a sleeping Twilight.
Uh, good then?
>"Yeah. Hey Aj, I just want to say thanks for delivering all those apples to me for my cooking and for helping me prepare the deserts.
>Anon gives you a wink.
Uh- Ahhhh... OH! Yeah, uh, ah guess you're welcome.
>You waste no time heading down the stairs, our the door and down the road to Sweet Apple Acres.