Day I have no idea what I'm Doing pt 2

>Wake up, the ropes restraining you are gone
>You remember what your mother told you about contrived conveniences
>You then remember you were a genetic experiment and that you have no mom
>Cry in the shower for 30 minutes upon realizing this unfortunate fact
>After that ordeal, you head down to the farm
>You find yourself zoning out while going about your daily chores
>Out of the corner of your eye, you see a bush with yellow legs, scurrying about
>Woah, what's this sense of deja-vu about
>Oh crap, you remember now!
"HEY COCOA PUFFS, ARE THERE WALKING BUSHES IN EQUESTRIA?"
>"MY NAME IS APPLEJACK, AND NO"
>You were right
>That was a silly bush
>And now its gone
>Weird
>Having plucked all the apples from the tree in front of you, you move on to the next
>You spy a pair of yellow wings poking out of this one
>Wait, Wings?
"CAPTAIN CRUNCH, ARE THERE FLYING TREES IN EQUESTRIA?"
>"MY NAME IS APPLEJACK, AND AGAIN, NO"
"Silly tree, trees do not fly"
>As you extend the many tendrils from your back to reach for the glistening fruit, you hear a small "eep"
>You work quickly, stripping the tree of all of its apples
>As you work, you hear a slight dripping sound, and notice a slightly fishy odor coming from the tree
>Silly tree, fish do not grow on...wait
"COUNT CHOCHULA, DO-"
>"MY! NAME! IS! APPLEJACK! WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU
"OKAY, SORRY APPLE JUICE"
>"AAAAUUUUUGH"
>The rest of the day goes smoothly
>Your tentacles are normally used to heft entire schoolgirls, so lugging around the baskets of apples is easy work
>And of course, you can lug around, like, 10 at a time
>Whenever you do this, apple rhubarb always follows behind you, panting heavily
>She works so hard, and must be really tired, but she still makes sure that you don't drop any
>What a nice boss
>After a long day of work, the sun begins to set
>You lug the last of the baskets back to the barn, collect your pay and head home, munching on a apple you sneaked by applecrisp
>You never did fix the door
>As you walk through your door-hole-
>"BAAAAAAANZAAAAAAAAIIIII"
>As you turn towards the ceiling, you are greeted by yellow mare vag speeding towards your face
"Hi, my name's a-"
>THUMP, out you go again
>You wake up, tied to a chair, a yellow fuzz atop your lap
>"O-oh, you're awake. Good.
>"I know your weakness"
"My what? What are you on about, silly horse?"
>Your blood runs cold as she produces a jar of peanut butter
>Where the hell was she even carrying that?
"You wouldn't dare"
>"I would"
"No, I'll never....wait. What the hell am i even supposed to be resisting?"
>"You're going to fuck me, right here, right now, or i'll...erg...stupid jar!"
>She seems to be struggling to open the jar
>As she attempts to brute force her way in with her giant chompers, you struggle against your restraints
>No use, this is looking bad
"NO. NONONONONONON-"
>The lid pops off, but to your relief, its a new jar, the seal is still on
>Your relief dissipates as she grabs the seal's tab in her teeth
"OKAY! FINE! I'LL DO IT"
>She flings the jar aside, hopping off of your chest, and prancing giddily around your chair a few times before finally undoing your ropes
>You scowl as you rub the burns on your arms from the ropes, and extend a single tendril, sheepishly, from your back
>She presents herself to you and your urge to vomit kicks in
>You look away as you squeamishly insert a single tendril into her sopping marehood, and proceed to pump away
>What the hell was this mare's problem
>Its not like you as-
>"I want another one"
"What?"
>"You have more, i want more! Play rough with me...."
>Afraid of the peanut menace, you oblige her and extend another tentacle
>Hoping to silence further demands, you slide it into her mouth, and start pounding away at her throat
>Where were you?
>Oh right
>You never asked for this. You never asked to be some sort of rape machine
>She seems to be really enjoying herself, though.
>Is this what you were meant to do? You were no horsefucker,
>Well, you are now...
>But was this what you wer-
>"mmmmph hm aam ah aaah"
>You look up from your thinking and find her pointing squarely at her ass, a glazed look in her eyes
"You want it in your ass?"
>"mmph"
>You sigh
"Fine"
>You remove your tentacle, soaking in juice and replace it with another
>You press your drenched appendage against her tight asshole, eliciting a soft moan from your "victim"
>The added lubrication allow you to easily slide into her moist cavern
>This pushes her over the edge, as within seconds she violently spasms and spews what must have been a gallon of juice all over your floor
>Now you have clean that up
>You pull your tendrils from her various orifices, as she collapses to the ground, panting and still dripping with fluid
>"Wanna go again?"
>Something snaps in your head at this remark, as you wrap one of your tentacles around her midsection, and march out the hole in your house
>"Oh, and to answer your question, i'm fluttershy"
>Mustering all the strength it can give, you hurl the yellow rapist as far as you can
>As she flies, you hear
>"Maybe tomorrow then"
>You turn back to your house, surveying the GIANT FUCKING HOLE, and now the massive puddles of fluttercum all over the floor
"Fucking Fluttershy"