This choice: Stay with Applejack, she could help you with some 'issues'. • Go Back...Chapter #5Applesauce for brains by: Godot   Now normally to be so hasty as to target someone like Applejack would be shooting yourself in the hoof. She trusts you, she's willing to house you and she's most likely a strong member of the Ponyville community. To use your "device" on her would be biting the hoof before it could feed you. But, well you just can't help yourself!
Everything about her is just too perfect. Applejack is everything you could have wanted in a subject and more, body and mind. That strong, supple body rippling with muscle and capable of cracking open a pony's skull as easily as you would crack open a soggy peanut. And they way she holds her body high suggests both confidence and independence. She is a strong, able-bodied mare. And you can't wait to take it all away from her.
"You feelin' alright sugar cube? Or do you just like starin' at my flank?"
You blush. You must have been staring at her again, time to cover for yourself,
"Oh, don't be silly Applejack. I was just looking at that cart of apples you got there, you sure have a lot to sell today."
Applejack glances at her stack of apples and nods proudly. Apparently that must have been some kind of compliment to her.
"Darn tootin'. Speakin' of which, you want to help me sell 'em? Might take us a while, but it'll give us some time to chew the fat."
You look past Applejack quickly, as to seem casual. The marketplace is still bustling with ponies. It'd be impossible to get Applejack without someone seeing you. And with the nature of your "device", the less ponies that know the better. So you agree to help her hock fruit, if only so you'll have her alone at the end of the day. Applejack sure likes talking, as you soon find out. The hardy mare takes every opportunity she can during your apple selling to "chew the fat", as she so eloquently put it.
"So, I reckon it's none of my business," She said as she passed a small bushel to a customer, "But why leave Manehattan? It seems like a heck of a place to me, bright lights and all. Ponyville must seem like a darn mudhole compared to that magical city."
"You see, Aunt Orange didn't approve of my lifestyles, so I ended up wandering around. That way she'd never know what I was really up to. As far as she knows I'm over at the Trottingham school for developing artists."
Thank goodness lying comes easy to you. Although you're certain you fooled Applejack, you're not sure you like that glint of mischief in her eye.
"Oh really?" She gave you a nudge with her hoof, "Alternate lifestyles eh? Well around here we call that fillyfoolin', Cream. And trust me, nopony is more welcoming a' that than me."
You blush, "A-applejack! I'm your cousin for Celestia's sake!"
That look in her eye just gets more disturbing. You think she's undressing you with her eyes when she says, "Well that certainly didn't stop Big Macintosh from giving the business ta Apple Fritter; makin' her preggers. Heck, he even popped a few shots in mah belly, and we're brother and sister. The apple family has no problem with 'Alternative lifestyles', Ms. Orange Cream."
Holy flying fuck. She's an inbred hick! She's fucking her brother, she's got a nephew whose parents are cousins! She'd fuck anything long enough to rub her snatch, you bet, and the worst part is you couldn't possibly be more aroused. Applejack notices how deeply you're blushing, and she gives you one last unsettling smile before helping out a few ponies who gathered about to grab some apples.
You're so embarrassed that you don't say another word as you sell the remained of your new friend's stock of apples.
...later that day...
"You have a good one Berry Punch. And take it easy on the cider, ya hear?" Applejack gives a friendly wave to the last pony of the day. It's the cusp of the evening, nopony else seems to be around. Which is good since you're fresh out of apples, the two of you.
"Well shoot, I think you're good luck Orange Cream, I never sell a whole cart in an average afternoon."
"I guess I am," You chuckle, "Maybe it's a good thing I showed up."
"More like it's a good thing I caught you stealing apples." Applejack says, and the two of you share a laugh. You're glad you spent this time with her, even if it was a bit awkward. She's such a fun mare be around, must be her natural honesty and outgoing personality. Though it's gonna be a shame you have to use your delightful "device" on her and make all of that go away.
"By the way," You said, reaching into your saddlebags, "I've got a little something I wanted to show you. Now I wasn't so sure youmd like it, but you did make it very clear how much you enjoyed 'Alternate Lifestyles' so I think you're ready for it!"
"Oh shoot!" Applejack glances over her shoulder to make sure no one was watching. She's blushing already and she hasn't even seen it, "Are you telling me you got something naughty in there? I wasn't expectin' to get in yer bridle before dinner!"
Naughty little thing. You'll fix that soon enough.
"Oh, I think you'll really enjoy this Applejack!" You pull the package out of your bag. It's small, no bigger than your head, and wrapped in unassuming brown paper. You give a tug on the string holding it together and the paper falls over, revealing what looks to Applejack like a foal's toy. You know much better than that, though. It's no mere toy, despite looking like a small, stand-alone mobile painted in bright pastel pinks and blues. From it's strings hang small ceramic figures of a rattle, a bottle of milk, and a diaper. While Applejack stares at the device you quietly slip a pill under your tongue and hold it there. You can't actually make the device target one pony alone, so you merely keep the antidote easily accessible.
"Uh, I'm afraid I'm unfamiliar with this little 'Alternate Lifestyle', Cream. You don't suppose you could explain this one to me, can you?"
"Don't worry Applejack darling, just sit back and relax. You won't have to worry about anything anymore..."
You flick a small switch on the base of the mobile and the little device begins to whirr. Calliope music begins to filter out of a small speaker on the bottom, sound very much like a tiny tin carousel. The strings start to spin, each hanging from a different branch and spinning independently from one another. You find yourself compelled to stare just as much as Applejack as the rows of lights lining the base start to strobe and flash different colors. If you were able to pull your eyes away from the beautiful spinning mobile you'd notice Applejack's pupils have dilate and drool has begun to pool in her gaping mouth. You feel your memories start to slip away as you approach the edge. It almost scares you how well the device works. Everything you are and everything you know is drawn out of your mind by the spinning and flashing colors alongside the rapidly accelerating music. And then just as quickly as it started, the device stops. Music screeches to a halt and the lights suddenly go out, leaving two ponies without their minds.
You subconsciously swallow the pill in your mouth, allowing your thoughts to come flooding back to you. Applejack is not so fortunate, the device has left her sitting on the ground without a lick of common sense. Her eyes are wide and free, free of all those troubling thoughts and ideas that filled her head. Sometimes you get jealous of your subjects.
You reach into your saddlebags and retrieve a small bib for her to wear and a hanky to wipe her mouth, which already coated in spittle. She must have been licking her lips.
"Uhh.. Ooha..." She's so far gone that she can't form sentences anymore.
"Aw, poor darling, are you hungry? Do you want some applesauce?" You keep a variety of mashed foal food on you, but you think some plain old applesauce would be better for her.
"Apluu... Appluu..." She seems to remember "apple". That's just adorable!
You break out a jar and do your best to feed her, but little Applejack seems to be a handful! She nearly swallows the spoon while you feed her the sweet mush. In fact you think you're going to have to do something to calm her down. Perhaps.... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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