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- AJ
- >Life is a pretty darn awesome thing.
- >Especially in the fall time down around Sweet Apple Acres.
- >When Applejack got done with her apple bucking for the day, she invited you down so that she could experiment with something that she tried to rarely show.
- >She always told everyone that Granny Smith made the pies, the fritters and all of the other great delicacies that the farm sold.
- >However, she always did her best to hide her inner love and talent for cooking.
- >Applejack swore that if you ever told anyone, that you would be dead meat.
- >To be honest, you loved sampling her cooking so much, that you made a routine out of it, and so did she.
- >Every time you tried one of her new recipes, she always seemed so nervous that you might dislike it.
- >She's such a worry wart.
- >You've loved every single dish she ever made for you.
- >So, naturally, when she invited you over for dinner tonight, there was no way that you could possibly refuse.
- >She said she had a few new things she wanted to try, and you would be more than happy to oblige.
- >If you could cook, you would probably ask her to a dinner that you would make.
- >Or even out to dinner at all.
- >Yeah, you could say you might have a crush on this pony.
- >As the sun begins to set lower in the sky, you begin to make your way to the barn.
- >Normally she invites you to the kitchen, but she said that you two would be able to be more alone this way.
- >Perfect.
- >You wouldn't have it any other way.
- >Approaching the barn door, you can't help but notice the heavenly aroma that floats through the air.
- >The unmistakable smell of pasta, cheese and garlic tantalize your senses as you open the barn door.
- >Standing by a candle-lit table, stands the freckled mare of your dreams.
- >"Howdy Anon."
- "Hey..."
- >Your eyes focus on Applejack, something seems to be out of place.
- >Her mane isn't done up into her normal ponytail for when she does her work, but rather, brushed and straight.
- >It's so much different than you would have imagined.
- >It's so much better than you could have wished for.
- "You look... amazing. Truly amazing AJ."
- >She blushes and smiles at you.
- >"Aww, it wasn't nothin. Ah jus rarely take care of mah mane is all."
- >Walking up to her, you scritch behind her sensitive ears.
- "You should do it more often."
- >Her face turns red and her mind begins to turn to mush.
- >"I, uhm, err... Food! Ah made it!"
- >She trots over to a silver covered plate that must have been a family heirloom, and uncovered one of the most magnificent looking lasagnas that you have ever laid eyes on.
- >The scent fills the barn and you take a heavy gulp of saliva to avoid drooling.
- "That smells amazing!"
- >She chuckles.
- >"Well dig in then! Ah made it special just for you Anon."
- >You sit down to the candlelit table and single out a serving for AJ.
- >"I, err. Ahm not hungry. Besides, ah made it for you anyway."
- "Well then, don't mind if I do!"
- >For some food, the smell is about as good as you can get.
- >However, sometimes food tastes so good, that the smell doesn't even begin to do the taste justice.
- >This lasagna fell into the latter category.
- >You feel all other thoughts and words begin to fail you as you tear into the delicious platter of cheese and pasta.
- >Restraining yourself from licking the pan, you return to consciousness to see Applejack staring at you with dreamy eyes.
- >"Didja like it?"
- "Like it?"
- >You scoot yourself closer to her.
- "I loved it."
- >Her eyes look deeply into yours.
- "I think, if I had to, I could eat your cooking every day for the rest of my life."
- >A smile begins to curl on the edges of her lips.
- >"Well, if you liked that Anon."
- >Her face begins to slowly approach yours.
- >"Wait until what happens next..."
- >You feel a stabbing pain in your stomach.
- >It causes you to convulse to the floor.
- "Oh god."
- >Another stab, and another stab, and another stab.
- >You feel like throwing up, but something is stopping you.
- >The room feels like it is getting smaller around you.
- >Or maybe, in fact, you were expanding. Like a balloon.
- "Applejack! What's happening!"
- >She chuckles to herself.
- >"Jus a little somethin ah added to let us have a little fun."
- >Rolling you like a ball to the center of the barn, you find yourself stuck like a turtle.
- >You can feel the threads of your clothing being pushed to their very limit to try and contain the massive amount of bloat.
- >Applejack eyes you down seductively.
- >"Ah've always had a thing for ponies who loved to eat..."
- >She moves to a darker corner of the barn and returns with what appears to be a massive stick of black liquorice.
- "What are you going to do with THAT AJ?"
- >She giggles.
- >"You'll see."
- "Oh god... No AJ. NO! I love you! Please don't do this to me!"
- >She rolls you around and plants a kiss on your cheek.
- >"Ah love you too Anon, and ah promise that you will enjoy this just as much as Ah will.
- >You can feel your clothing being peeled off of you, and with it, goes your self respect.
- >Tears stream down your eyes as you feel the large member prodding your back entrance.
- >All in the candlelit barn of Sweet Apple Acres.
- >A night where your really, truly wished that things would have gone better with
- >Fucking Applejack.
- Things the CJ added onto your request.
- Lasagna - Liquorice Dildo - Moar Cake Farts theme
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