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- >Wake up in the morning and get dressed for your work at Sweet Apple Acres.
- >Applejack was nowhere in sight all day.
- >You ain't gonna look a gift horse in the mouth.
- >Big Mac asks if you wanna hit the bar.
- >Shit yeah.
- >The two of you hang out all night, yukkin it up like nop0ny's business.
- >As you reach your house, you realize that its way to late to send your drunken buddy all the way home alone, so you let him inside.
- >He stumbles into the living room and takes his yoke off.
- >Ohgod, please no.
- >NO.
- >PLEASE NO.
- >NO!
- >He begins to snore.
- >Oh. Phew.
- >You head up to your room and undress, getting under the covers.
- >"Howdy, sugarcube. Thanks fer lettin me in!"
- >Big Mac is right in front of you, and he takes a swig of a potion, turning back into Applejack.
- >Fuck.
- >Could have gone worse.
- >She bops you on the head, and you're out like a light.
- >You wake in the morning and find a note. You inspect yourself first, and find no evidence of rape.
- >>Thanks fer the date sugarcube, ah look forward ta more lahk em.
- >You consider telling Applejack that 'date-rape' isn't quite this literal.
- >Nah.
- Everything went better than expected.
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