AnonFilly

[Applejack and AnonFilly]

"CUNT! NIGGER! FUCK," you bellow with a giggle as you run up and down the hall.
>An extra set of hooves can be heard darting on the hard wood floor as you laugh and swear up a storm.
>"ANON! I SAID THAT'S ENOUGH," Applejack barks.
"COCK! HORSE PUSSY!"
>Your rampant swearing only fuels the apple pony and as you look back to her, you notice steam fuming out of her ears and nose in a torrent.
>She's almost upon you but before she makes the grab for you, you leap up onto the stair railing and slide down.
"BIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIITCH," you squeal.
>At the bottom of the rail you fly into the air, only to be caught by Big Macintosh.
"Shit."
>"Enough," he commands with a stern look.
>You let out a sigh and nod. The game isn't as fun once you've caught, it's the chase with Applejack as a raging bull that's the real thrill after all.
>"I could have handled it," AJ tells Big Mac from atop the stairs.
>He doesn't reply, instead he lets you onto the floor and stands like a wall as AJ walks down the stairs.
>"Now, Anon, you're going to go to school and then come straight home because you have Applebloom's chores to do."
"WHAT?! That's not fair."
>"Then you need to stop all that cussing."
"I won't swear ever again, I promise," you lie.
>You'd cross your fingers behind your back if you still had those handy little appendages.
>"Oh, no. I ain't falling for that. You couldn't tell a bigger lie even if you tried. Now go to school."
>With your head hanging low, you head off to school.
>"I wouldn't be surprised if that filly's cutie mark turns up being cussing," AJ mutters under her breath while Big Mac just nods.
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>You arrive at school and everyone is still crowding around the CMC who recently got their cutie marks.
>All of the fillies and colts are huddled around them to "ooo" and "ahh" at them, except for Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon.
>Then they notice you.
>"So, looks like you're the last blank flank in the school. How does it feel?" DT jeers.
>"Think you'll ever get your cutie mark? Who knows, maybe you'll be a blank flank forever. My dad told me one of his employees in Manehattan is still a blank flank despite being an old man," adds Silver Spoon.
"Eh, it wouldn't be the worst thing to happen to me considering I've already lost the only thing I was talented at," you tell them as you gaze at your now flattened genitalia.
>"I don't think I've ever heard of a pony whose such a loser. A blank flank and a grown man stuck as a filly."
"Oh shit sister, it's on," you reply as you spear tackle the prissy little pink mare to the ground.
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>"What are you doing back?" Applejack stammers as you step inside.
>You throw your saddlebag up onto the kitchen table and take a seat where you are.
"I beat up Diamond Tiara because she made fun of my missing family jewels."
>"Anon, uh, I--you..." Applejack seems to be on the verge of breaking.
>You can hardly blame her, you're the only one not letting this transition from male to mare be easy.
>"Just... Go to your room."
"Okay."
>"Actually no, you can come outside with me and help with the field."
"Fine," you irritably groan.
>Applejack manages to get five trees bucked and the apples loaded for each tree you do.
>It's not like you're being lazy about it.
>You've got no real strength and you're also half her size, making loading the apple basket onto the wagon the slowest part.
>And AJ is adamant about not giving you a helping hand with anything.
>It's clear she's still pissed off at you.
>You give a long, drawn out sight of defeat before speaking up.
"AJ, I'm sorry."
>"That's the thing Anon, you're not," she replies while continuing to load the cart and avoiding looking in your direction.
"Heh, almost. I'm not sorry for everything, like the thing with Diamond Tiara? Bitch had it coming."
>"Anon!"
"Being a constant pain in the ass? That I'm sorry for."
>She gives you a look of disbelief.
"At the time I'm not, but on... some reflection, I am. You've been nothing but kind and considerate to me, and I've shown my thanks by riling you up as well as causing you a different problem every day."
>The mare pauses for a moment, gauging your sincerity for a moment so you try to look as apologetic as possible.
>"Apology accepted."
"Great! Now, can I stop going to school?"
>"No."
"Come on. The only thing I'm learning there is Equestrian history and that's an hour long lesson during an eight hour day. I could learn this shit--stuff by reading."
>"And what would you do all day, hmm?"
"I can help out at the farm! I'll pick apples, make cider or jam or something, just please don't send me back to school. I'm a grown ass man and I've served my time already," you beg.
>"There's still work to be done."
>AJ goes back to work and doesn't speak to you much for the rest of the day.
>You help out with the work as best you can, trying to leave a good impression. And trying to behave. For once.
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>It's night and it's time to put plan c into action.
>You push open the door to Applejack's room and it slowly creaks open, echoing through the room and hall.
>"Who is it?" She tiredly croaks from under the covers.
"Anon. I had a bad dream, can I stay with you for a moment?"
>"I though you were a groan ass man."
"Quit bullying me and shove over," you tell her as you slip under the covers to cuddle up to the mare.
>She adjust a little and places a hoof over you before letting out an annoyed sigh.
>"Comfy."
"Yeah... T-Thanks."
>Your face brushes against the fur on AJ's chest and it tickles your nose a little.
>Instinctively you scrunch up your face and try to fight back the urge to sneeze.
>Getting your snotty little germs in AJ's coat isn't really the mood you're aiming for her.
>"Tell you what, if you quit acting like a brat all the time, then I'll think about it."
"Really?"
>"Mhm."
>A wide grin spreads across your face and you cuddle AJ more closely and warmly. The mare just shakes her head at you but even in the dark, you can peer a tiny smile of her own.
>You knew it.
>She likes you, even if you are an insufferable cunt.

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