Dat gif in author's note.

I want to say that I've now read all 3 of your fics on here... And they all feel
extremely different, somehow. Like, almost like the writer or style of writing
was different.... Perhaps I need to check back on a small section of all 3 stories
and really make a back to back comparison to see if I'm recollecting this right.

Note that I'm not making accusations or anything. Just... I don't know. It feels
odd that my recollection of 3 stories by the same writer all feel so different.

So what? The Apples are only still around because the breed faster than they get themselves killed...this makes an odd amount of sense...

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Apple Bloom sure does love that loopety hoop!

Obviously, you feel that way because Coltaloo is being written by Sweetie Belle, Straight to Belle is being written by Not Sweetie Belle, and Boy Stuff is being written by Pinkie Pie the Ascended Draconequus Princess.

In all seriousness, I have no idea. Coltaloo is supposed to be "sort of like" Boy Stuff, in that it's the best smutty concept I've been able to get working, but it does seem to be turning more toward the emotional/social aspect of things than Boy Stuff did. Straight to Belle is... different, yeah. Different than anything I've ever written really, so go figure it's the most popular story I've ever written. You're just lucky I haven't published this other story I've been working on. Even I feel like it must be someone else writing it! It really made me question what kind of person I am, to even think of a story like this one. Not my normal fare at all.

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You also have to ask yourself, how much are the Apples still around? Their ancestral home granted to them by the Princess herself?

Like a game of base ball, sliding into home... right as they catch the ball in their mitt.

Apple Bloom wasn’t fine. She was all wiggly and squirmy and itchy and hot. Her girl parts were driving her up the wall, and she didn’t know what to do! All she knew is it was estrus, and her sister told her it’s merely a mare’s burden to bare, and nothing else! Apple Bloom didn’t want her body to go into estrus, but here she was stinking up the room and at her wit’s end.
One thing’s for sure, a colt had something to do with it. Apple Bloom had always found colts fascinating, with their impish ways and their boy parts, but the more her girl parts heated up and tingled the more she started thinking about them. It was so easy to look at them, to be captivated by some desire or hunger in her. She resisted at first because her sister told her that Apple Bloom would be sorry if she didn’t, and Applejack wasn’t one to lie, but Apple Bloom couldn’t understand. Why would it be so bad to look at colts, and to be with them, and to get up all close to them and feel them like?

This is as far as I got and you made me want to pop AJ upside the head a good one....

Sweetie proving to be ultimate cock blocker