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Appledashery - Just Essay



Rainbow Dash lives an exciting life and is swiftly becoming the most daring, awesome pegasus in all of Equestria. She would gladly give it all up, though, just to confess her love to Applejack.

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Nausearotica

"Mmmmm!" Lyra lowered a glass of champagne from her muzzle, swallowed, and grinned into the flashing lights. "Hold on to your plots, fillies!"

"Huh?" Bon Bon looked up. "OoOoOoh!" Her eyes sparkled.

At the sound of giggling voices and clattering horseshoes, Rainbow Dash looked up. A flicker of strobe lights momentarily blinded her. A blink or two later, and she spotted three lithe figures sashaying up to the stage right above her and her friends' booth. At first, all she could make out was lace, silk, and a veil or two—accompanied by three sets of lusciously painted eyes, winking coyly. The air filled with richly perfumed scents, and the speakers behind the booth crackled to life with a slow tempo bass beat to accompany the private show.

"Hello, fillies," one mare cooed. "My name's Nectar Neighs. This here's Jasmine and Sweet Sands. Tonight's entertainment have arrived."

Lyra leaned in towards Bon Bon, smirking. "There's always a 'Jasmine,'" she whispered.

"Duaaaaaaaaaaah..." Bon Bon gulped, her eyes reflecting black and white stripes.

"Like what you see, sugar?" rolled a voice with a zebra accent.

Bon Bon smiled stupidly. "Is that multiple choice?"

"Heehee..." A braided tail brushed past Bon Bon's chin. "You're gonna like what you see even more. That's a promise."

Bon Bon's jaw hung agape.

Lyra rolled her eyes and slapped Bon Bon's hoof so that the earth pony dropped some bits onto the table above them.

"Heehee... so sweet. That's more like it." And in quick order, limbs and more limbs twirled to the music. "Where y'all from?"

"Ponyville," Lyra said.

"Hmmmm... sounds so..."

Lyra chuckled. "Ordinary?"

"Awwwww... it's okay." A unicorn's pink head hung upside down, smiling just a few tantalizing inches from Lyra's nose. "Your night's about to get really... really extraordinary." And she resumed her acrobatic dancing motions.

"Woooooo!" Lyra sat up, horn glowing as she dropped the first of her bits onto the table. "Let's make that pole shiny, shall we?"

"Oh gosh..." Bon Bon exhaled. She squirmed in her seat, her ears drooping as a flushed redness spread through her upper body. "Oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh..."

"Now this is Las Pegasus!" Lyra grinned wickedly. "No wonder you gals work in the clouds! Your hooves are too hot for the ground!"

"Mmmmmm... you want things hot, do ya?" a ridiculously young voice chirped.

"Here..." Lyra winked, tossing a few more coins. "Make it steamy."

"Heehee... better loosen your collar, gorgeous."

"But I'm not wearing a shirt."

"Oh! Well, guess I'll have to, then!"

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh... Ha ha ha!" Lyra raised her champagne glass and giggled. "Either that's really funny or I'm super drunk!"

"Maybe both," Bon Bon murmured, eyes wide. She gulped dryly, locked in place where she was sitting. "Ohhhhhhh wow... those stripes really do go all the way down..."

"Wanna see me get red all over?" one of the dancers sing-songed.

"Snkkkt! I can't get enough of this!" Lyra leaned aside, nudging a blue shoulder. "You enjoying yourself, Rainbow?"

"Mmmm..." Rainbow rubbed her head, teetering in place. She could scarcely feel Lyra's touch on her shoulder. Wobbling slightly, she looked up. Lights strobed. A fetlock spun, gripped to a pole. Strobing lights swam and stabbed and—


—glistened off the dewy grass and apple trees. Winona ran across the east end of the farm, barking her head off.

The land stretched out, a brilliant red barn standing tall and proud in the center. A tiny yellow figure and an old green equine lounged on the front porch.

And off in the distance, trotting briskly, Rainbow saw an orange shape. It sent an electric charge up her body, startling her heart and choking her lungs until—


—she wheezed sharply.

A petite mare in a glittery, skin-tight blue number finished undulating her belly and spine. Gemstones rattled from her neck and ears as she lowered her painted face and squinted lustfully at Rainbow from atop the miniature stage.

"And what's your name, bright and shiny?"

Rainbow fought a lump in her throat. Her extremities tingled, but not with excitement. "R-Rainbow..."

"That's an adorable name, darling," the dancer said.

"Yeah! Heh..." Lyra's voice wafted across the booth. "With a name like that, she could be dancing with you gals!"

"Heehee! She's certainly pretty enough!"

"Ya hear that, Rainbow? Now there's a job for you that pays well!"

Rainbow teetered. "Uhm... I... uh..."

"Awwwwww..." One of the dancers smiled, teeth glinting in the pink light. "She's a shy one!"

"Bet one of you could make her voice crack. Hah!"

"How about it, darling?" The face lowered again. The air smelled of honey and vanilla. Spices. "What would you like to see come off first?"

Rainbow clenched her jaws. Thunder echoed in her ears with each heartbeat. The lights swept and—


—captured the whites of her freckles.

Rainbow touched down in to see her lithe limbs kicking the bark of a tree. Apples flew, fell, and filled the musky air with delightful percussion.

Applejack exhaled, lifted her hat, and wiped her brow. She spun around, saw Rainbow, and instantly grinned. "Well..." She plopped the hat back on and winked. "Howdy, Rainbow! What can I do for ya, darlin'?"


"Mmmmff..." Rainbow jolted in her seat. "Uhm... what?"

"I said what can I do for you, darling?" The mare suspended above her fluttered her eyelashes. Her lips formed a pout. "You don't have to be shy. We're all adults here." Her voice sounded a decade younger in pitch. When the lights swept through again, Rainbow spotted aged bruises along the inside of the mare's limbs where they constantly made contact with the poles.

Rainbow found herself short of breath. "I... uh... I need to..." She stood up, wobbling. Her bit bag rattled, dropping two dozen coins onto the table's edge and floor.

The clatter was deafening.

"Whoah there!" Lyra giggled drunkenly. "Don't get too excited there, chief!"

"OooOoooh!" The zebra purred. "Somepony wants a lap dance! How about it, girls?"

"No. No! Er... I mean... m-maybe later..." Rainbow Dash limped, hobbled, and shuffled her way out of the booth.

"Hmmm?" Bon Bon craned her neck. "Where you headed, Rainbow?"

"I... uh... I'm gonna get us more champagne!" Rainbow stammered.

"But we got enough—"

"Ehhhhhh... let her go, B-squared," Lyra said, stifling a hiccup. She smiled up at the entertainers with heavy-lidded eyes. "All the more for us, huh?"

"Uhhhhm..."

"Woohoo!" Lyra's voice echoed as Rainbow hobbled away. "That's right! Let the saddles fly!"


Panting... shivering...

Rainbow Dash reached the edge of the night club.

She leaned against something, and it wasn't until a few blinks later that she realized it was a bar.

A bartender shuffled up. "Anything I can get you, darling?" the mare asked.

"Rnnngh..." Rainbow gnashed her teeth. "Please don't call me 'darling.'"

"Huh?"

Rainbow gulped hard. "Just... just a cider." She gripped her head in her hooves, waiting for the shivers to subside. "One cider, please. Thanks."

While the bartender trotted aside to oblige, Rainbow Dash breathed in and out. Her stomach rolled with nausea, and her throat was bone dry. The only moisture left in her body retreated to her head, squeezing out her eyes in burning hot tears. She fought to keep them dry, rubbing her eyelids raw with shaking fetlocks.

There was no victory until the cold glass of cider slid her way. Rainbow took several deep gulps. By the time numbness spread evenly through her body, she managed to breathe a bit more normally.

And that was the beginning of a deep, dastardly descent.

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