It Could Go Both Ways

Aphrodisiapples

“Granny, What exactly are we doing out here?” Applejack was filled with confusion, mostly from the lack of answers she was getting from her grandmother, Granny Smith. The two were out in the apple fields heading to a deep part of the orchard.

“I told you I’d tell ya all you’d need to know when we got there…” the old pony was moving slowly down the hill, even with gravity helping her she was still moving at a snails pace.

“I just want to know where we’re headed off to! Is that too much to ask?” She quickly snapped back, annoyed by the lack of information she was getting. From how Granny seemed earlier this was the most important thing in the world. She had sent Applebloom off the play with her friends, and Big Mac to run the apple stand in town for the day. It was just the two of them heading to some unknown destination…

“Calm yourself young lady! Don’t talk to your granny like that…” the old woman had some bite left in her, easily snapping back at Applejack. The two exited the main orchard and made it to a clearing, where in the center sat about an acres worth of trees standing by themselves. However these tress had a large hedge surrounding them with a metal gate locking anyone out…

Applejakc gasped, “Oh my gosh! Are you finally letting me into the gated acre?” she began to bounce around excitedly. She had always known the lone section to be the ‘forbidden zone’ to her and Applebloom, but she was never certain why, “I can finally harvest these apple’s like you and Big Mac?”

Granny sighed, nodding her head. She figured if she started answering question’s now they be done by the time they got there, “Yes, I’m letting you in… I figured you’re old enough now to try out one of these apples… It’s a special apple that we don’t exactly sell to the masses…”

“Yeah! Big Macintosh told me about them… well, sorta… He told me he spent the whole day harvesting them the first time he was in here…” She remembered years ago when Big Mac came home from bucking the apples in the forbidden zone; he looked exhausted, covered in sweat, but he had a lot of color in his face and a big smile as well.

Granny grinned, “Oh yeah, he enjoyed himself I’m sure…”

“But why are they so special? I mean, they can’t just be normal apples…”

“Oh yes, they’re special alright… but it’s not something you can explain…” the two arrived at the gate. Granny took out a set of keys and tried to unlock it, “Now then, I want you to go in there and try a SINGLE apple… I want to see if they’re ripe now… And I do mean a SINGLE apple.” She seemed very serious about that point as she opened the gate, “I’ll come back in a bit to see how you’re doin’…”

Applejack couldn’t help but feel like something strange was up… but the mysteries of the forbidden apple’s were tempting her too much to ask them now… “Alright, gotcha Granny, I’ll see how they’re doin’…” she trotted in quickly, lookin around the dozen or so trees lined up in neat rows. They looked particularly strong and sturdy, well kept for being so far from the farm…

She heard a click behind her, and turned to see Granny locking the gate. Before she could utter her concern, granny spoke up, “It’s just a precaution, sweety… I don’t want any hooligans getting in here and taking the apples… I’ll be back in a bit…” She turned and walked off, vanishing from sight.

Applejack still had the sneaking suspicion that she was being punished for something… she tried to recall if she had done anything in the past few days to get locked away… but nothing came up… “Oh well, might as well try one of these apples while I’m here…”

She took a look around, trying to find the best looking one. They all looked beautiful and ripe. She could taste them just from how delicious they looked. She finally decided on one lovely red apple, and carefully removed it from the tree. She took a close look at it, examining it’s skin, “Hm, looks good… Heck, looks like a might fertile seed is in here… I should hang onto the seeds when I get through tasting it.” She opened her mouth and took a big bite right out of the side, chewing on it slowly.

The texture was amazing, just firm enough for a nice crunch, but soft enough to chew with ease. With each closing of her jaw the bite released the sweetest juice that ever graced her tongue. She dare not swallow it for fear that she’d never have another bite of apple so delicious. She held the single bite for what seemed like forever, but soon the juice managed to escaped down her throat, tingling her esophagus all the way down. The solid chunks were now the consistency of apple sauce, and although still delicious, she felt like it was finally time to let the moment go. She swallowed what was left and let out a content sigh, “Oh wow…” her voice almost sounded dreamy, like reality wasn’t quite the same anymore. “I don’t think I’ve ever had something that good before…” She was lost in a daze for a moment, reminiscing about the flavor… before chomping down on another bite.

The single apple lasted her a good twenty minute before nothing but a stem and some seeds lay on the ground. She leaned back against the tree, stroking her stomach gently, “Oh wow, that was delicious… Soooo gooood…” She looked around at the trees around her, so many delicious apples taunting her with their deliciousness… She knew she was only suppose to have one like Granny insisted… but… she couldn’t fight this urge inside her; An urge telling her that she needed more. She needed to be filled up, she NEEDED it.

“Well… I suppose that… maybe that was just the best apple in the bunch… I should probably check the other trees to make sure they’re good too…” a little grin came across her face… she knew it was wrong, she knew it was against what she was told… but she had to fill the emptiness inside her with something…

One at a time she went from tree to tree, grabbing an apple and chomping it down, each one faster than the last. However with each passing moment the emptiness that she was trying to fill continued to grow, as did the urge to fill it up. She found herself at the other end of the acre, leaning against a tree, unsatisfied with the full belly of delicious apples.

She rubbed her stomach, feeling her belly full, but something else was still empty… she had an urge but she couldn’t figure out why… her hoof rubbed her all over her stomach, her skin tingling at her own touch… the hair on the back of her neck rose, and a smile began to form on her face… the urge was being satisfied, but not nearly to her liking… her hoof slowly moved downward, rubbing her just underneath her belly button. Her other hoof moved to her chest, stroking herself in as many places at once as she could. She couldn’t recall ever feeling so sensitive like this, but she was enjoying it too much…

“Mmm… Caramel…” Her mind began to wander to a scrawny stallion she knew in town. He often came to their farm for a days work and a days pay when he needed a few bits. And even if he wasn’t the fastest or the strongest pony in town, she couldn’t help but admire his passion for fruit, and his dedication to work… she couldn’t help but feel attracted to the guy…

Her eye’s shot open, knocking her out of her daze. She only now realized where her lower hoof ended up, and what she was doing to herself… she tried to shake the feeling, feeling ashamed and embarrassed that she would be touching herself like this outside. She quickly stood up and began to pace, trying to focus on other things; Apples, selling apples, cooking apples, caramel apples…

Caramel apples…

Sweet caramel…

Caramel covered Caramel… ‘lick it off, Applejack’… so sweet and delicious Caramel… inside me.

“GAH! GRANNY!” Applejack cried out, rushing to the gate. “Granny where are you?” she tried to open the gate, but it was locked tight. She breathed heavily, the urge growing more and more out of control. “Arrgh!” she rushed over to a secluded corner of the hedge, pushing herself inside to hide from the gate. Her hoof went straight between her legs, rubbing herself fiercely. She let out a moan of ecstasy, trying to satisfy her craving for Caramel. Her mouth gaped open, her orgasm arriving quickly as she rubbed herself with all her might. Although the climax was enough to make her shake and shiver. It only satisfied her briefly. The urge bubbled up once more, begging her for more.

“GRANNY!” She cried, begging for help with whatever was going on with her.

“Applejack?” Granny’s voice echoed into the little orchard. It was the only sound she wanted to hear, beside Caramel… She quickly jumped out of the hedge and rushed to the gate.

“GRANNY! Thank goodness you’re here! I-i-I-“ she tried to figure out what to say, but the words wouldn’t come to her.

Granny looked annoyed, glaring at her, “You ate more than one, didn’t you?”

Applejack stopped, staring at her granny with a shocked expression. She could tell? She knew? Is this what happened to somepony who ate the forbidden fruit?

Granny sighed, “I toldja to eat just ONE… It’s an Aphrodisiapple… It gets y’all horny as heck… Big Mac didn’t listen either…” She rolled her eyes, recalling the poor boy dealing with his own problem years ago…

Applejack looked like she was about to cry, “Granny, help me…” she begged, feeling scared. The urge wasn’t going away, it was only getting stronger and she just couldn’t satisfy it…

“Not much I can do t’help you out… you’ll be out here all day feeling like that… if you had only had one, you’d be done by now…”

“P-please Granny, can’t you do anything?” she bit her lip, grinding her legs together to keep her from shoving her hoof down there right in front of her grandmother.

Granny shook her head, “Not a thing I can do… and I wouldn’t if I could. You disobeyed me and now you’re gonna sit in here until you cool off… it’ll be your punishment…” she turned around and started to leave, “I’ll have a bath ready and waiting for you at dusk… you should be better by then…”

“Granny! Granny wait! Don’t go! Don’t leave me like this! Help me!” She begged and pleaded for somepony to help, but granny continued on until she vanished into the orchard…

“Gah! Buck Buck BUCK!” She sat with her back against the gate, unable to handle holding herself back any longer. She began to grind her hoof against her womanhood in a feeble attempt to satisfy herself.

After a few more exhausting minutes of forcing herself to climax in the grass, she let out another agonized yell, screaming at the top of her lungs. All the amazing feelings coursing through her veins just wasn’t enough to satisfy her.

“Applejack? Applejack where are you!” a voice called out from above the trees, it sounded familiar to Dash, but she was in a daze of her own lust and perverted thoughts that she couldn’t match it. Nevertheless, she wanted help… she NEEDED help…

“D-Down here!” she called out, taking a stand. The urge was briefly subsided from her most recent climax, although just like the others she knew it wouldn’t last long…

A blue pony with a familiar rainbow mane hovered down through the break in the trees, carefully looking around. She spotted Applejack with an exhausted expression.

“Applejack! What are you doing in here? I can’t get caught in here again! Granny smith will kill me!” it seemed that she didn’t dare to even touch the ground, as if it was forbidden to do so.

Applejack’s eyes widened, staring at the possible help she had been begging the gods for… “You’ve been in here before?”

“Y-yeah… s-sorry, I know I’m not suppose to, but I swear it was just for a nap! Nothing more! I didn’t eat any of your special apples! I swear!” She seemed very concerned with her presence here… whatever Granny did to her before really spooked her…

“Well congrats Dash! I’m allowing you to eat as many apples as you want!” her little plan quickly began to unfurl, she only hoped Dash would take the bait…

“WHAT? Oh no, I’m not going to have Granny Smith coming after me for that!”

“Nonesense! I own these apples as much as she does! They’re delicious! I promise! Go ahead! Pluck one out and take a big ‘ol bite!”

“Uh… I-I don’t know… Granny made it pretty clear-“

“Oh come on Dash!” Applejack was already feeling the urge rising to uncomfortable levels, and resisting it was making her restless, “If she says a word to you I’ll be right there to defend you! Go on!”

Dash still seemed a little reluctant… but she carefully plucked one anyway… she examined it for a second, noticing the bright color and healthy shine, “Hm, wow, these must be some sort of royal apple or something…” She took a dainty bite, uncertain of what to expect. She held the bite briefly in her mouth, quietly examining the flavor…

Applejack could see it in her eyes… she knew it was the best apple she had ever tasted, just like she had earlier. Suddenly Dash took a huge chunk out of the side, chewing on it noisily, “Oh my GOSH! This is delicious!”

“Hehe, I know it is…” The earth pony’s mind began to boil with thoughts of how events were about to turn out. She had always had some naughty fantasies about the Pegasus pony… but those were tame compared to what wild adventures were running through her mind right now… “You can have as many as you can eat!”

Dash seemed to comply with her offer, quickly finishing up the first apple and moving onto a second… third, and fourth… by the fifth she slowed down, letting out a sigh, “Oh man, these apples are AMAZING!” she landed in front of AJ, letting out a little burp, “Oh, heh, ‘scuse me…”

“You’re excuse hun…” AJ reached up and wiped a bit of apples from her cheek. Dash found herself blushing for some unknown reason… “How do you feel?” she could feel her urges rising uncontrollably… it was getting hard not to just reach down right there with the audience of Dash and just rub a good one out.

“I feel… full, but…” Dash couldn’t seem to find the right words to describe it…

“You want more…” AJ said as she moved in a little closer.

“Uh… not exactly, I said I was full-Oomph!” he mouth was quickly plugged by Applejack’s mouth and tongue, forcing themselves onto Dash.

However the Pegasus was not quite as afflicted as AJ was, and she quickly pulled away, taking to the air once more, “APPLEJACK! What the hay is wrong with you?”

“Damnit Rainbow! Get your flank down here and make out with me!” she stomped her hoof, demanding the attention she needed.

“Nuh uh!” Dahs moved further away, higher into the sky, “I don’t care what the rumors around town say! I’m no lesbian! I don’t know what’s gotten into you but I’m going home!”

“NO! Get back here!” Before she could even finish Dash had rushed away, leaving AJ alone once more. She had never had so many expletives leave her mouth before now. Her front legs went out from beneath her, sending her chin into the ground while her hooves worked frantically to take care of the urge boiling inside her…

Thirty minutes passt, and nothing she could do was helping her… she even starting to grind her hips against the gate, having a bar pushing between the folds of her womanhood, but even that was still only a temporary fix. She collapsed onto the ground, growing tired and weary of trying to fix herself. She huffed and puffed loudly, unable to move her sore hooves anymore…

“Applejack!” Dash’s voice rang out once more. Applejack looked up just in time to see the Pegasus plow into the ground from a quick descent. She stumbled to her feet, trying to stand straight, “What the hay was in those apples?” her face was bright red and her mane was matted with sweat. Applejacks could see her legs grinding against one another… she had the urge.

“I’m sorry Dash, but I knew you wouldn’t help me unless you knew how I was feeling… I’m so so sorry!” She couldn’t help but notice that Dash’s wings were still erect… probably the reason she stumbled to the ground on her descent…

“Well how do I fix this? I-I’ve been trying everything and it’s not helping!” she unfasined her bags and released a pile of sex toys onto the ground. All shapes and sizes that could be imagined, “What do I do?”

“You gotta buck me dash! Granyn say’s it’ll last a while, but if we work together we can hold off until the apples wear off.”

Dash’s eyes widened, “WHAT? I-I don’t think I can… I-I don’t know how, I mean…”

“PLEASE Dash! I don’t know how either but for the love of Celestia we’ve both tried everything so let’s try this and pray it works!”

Dash still seemed to be resisting to some degree… but she sat herself down and leaned back, allowing Applejack to get a good view of her... She quickly dove in, leaving the foreplay alone and immediately going to work, sliding her tongue inside Rainbow Dash’s slit.

Dash let out a yelp out of surprise by the sudden intrusion. He legs tighted around AJ’s head, but made absolutely no effort to stop her. The tongue swirled around inside her, a very unprofessional approach but with all the juices running through her she was crying out for more within seconds. Applejack gladly pleased her friend for a moment, but her own urges demanded to be attended to.

Without removing her tongue from inside Dash, she crawled over and positioned herself over the blue mare. Rainbow didn’t notice she was moving until she opened her eyes to see Applejack’s vag hover over her. She didn’t have to ask, she simply grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down, eagerly licking her and nipping at her clit, giving Applejack more attention than she could ever hope for on her own. She cried out in ecstasy, her voice sending small vibrations against Dash, sending a wave of pleasure up her own body.

The two shared their moment in the quiet orchard, only the sounds of their moans and slurps could be heard by the two of them… until the moans began to escalate, and soon they both found themselves letting out a loud moan of pleasure as they helped one another reach their climax.

The synchronized crest of their hormones sent them spiraling down to the trough, cooling down briefly as they laid by each other’s side, and giving Applejack a moment to rest. Rainbow Dash seemed to be enjoying herself, basking in the tingling sensation that was slowly dying down… AJ took a look around, noticing the various toys that Dash had brought… she couldn’t help but wonder why she owned so many, or why she decided to bring them all here… but it didn’t matter much to her now.

A particularly long rubber object caught her attention. She reached over and pulled it close to her, wiggling the stiff object in the air. It was obvious what it was; a fairly modest sized phallic object used for sex… but it seemed to be much longer than it should be. She examined the tip, very smooth very easy insertion… she glanced at the other end and noticed a similar smooth end. The center had a single rib of sorts, making both ends even in length, a good seven inches or so both ways… but there was no way the whole thing could fit into one pony…

“Rainbow, is this-“ before she could finish she saw Dash holding her Stetson hat against her face, taking in deep breaths, apparently sniffing it. Applejack could only imagine what she was smelling… a mixture of her perfume, sweat, and her natural scent that had been transferred to it over the past… who knows how long… Her first thought was of disgust, but… she couldn’t help but notice Rainbow’s natural scent covering her face. It was alluring, something she had never smelled before. It begged her to continue their love making…

Her body was starting to ache once more, begging for attention. Without giving Dash the proper warning. She inserted the one end into her vagina. Dash let out a yelp, jumping out of her delusional state of lust. “Ready for round two, sugar cube?” Applejack began to slip the other end inside of herself, pushing it in until their netherlips met, sliding against one another as the shifted and twisted around.

“A-ah… Dang Applejack, I’ve never felt this good… these apples are really- A-ah.” Applejack began to shift, moving her hips back and forth, pulling the toy along with her as she made her motions.

“Shut up and get to work, I’ve been out here all day working my flank off and I’m not gonna be doing all the work here…” she grinned, continuing her motions. Dash got into a better position and began to to the same, contributing to the pleasure and increasing it dramatically…

The fuel flowing through their veins finally began to pitter out by the time Luna began her moon’s ascent. The two laid limp in the grass, unable to move any longer. Their muscles were sore, their bodies were out of energy, and every slight movement they made was agonizing. They couldn’t fall asleep though, now that their minds were free of the Appledisiacs, they were free to concern themselves with other thoughts… like what all this meant between them now… They spent the day doing things they’d never speak of to another living soul, but then, did that mean something special?

Rainbow Dash quietly spoke up, “Hey Applejack?” She waited for a response, hoping she hadn’t fallen asleep.

“Yeah Rainbow?” she replied, taking another deep breath, trying to recover, even though they ‘finished’ a while ago.

“Um… Do you… I mean… are we…”

“Oh Dear Celestia! What in tarnation is going on here???” Granny Smith’s voice echoed through the quiet orchard, send both of the young mare’s jumping to their feet. “Were you two-“

“G-Granny! Let me explain!” Applejack quickly spoke up, hoping to lighten the situation, “W-we both had the apples, a-and we were both just… We couldn’t handle it! We couldn’t handle the stress on our own, so we… We helped each other out! We’re friends! Friends help each other out when they’re in trouble, see? It was just two friends helping each other through the pain, that’s all!”

The orchard was quiet… Granny was silent because she didn’t seem to like her answer… whether it was true or not… however, Rainbow Dash seemed to have a pained look on her face… but she forced a smile, “Y-yeah, just two friend’s helping out… If I had a coltfriend I would’ve gone to him, but uh… you know… busy with weather and whatnot… b-but I heard my friend was in trouble, so I did all I could to help her out… my friend…” She bit her lip, quickly gathering the toys into her bag, “I-I should go now… See you later AJ.” Dash quickly strapped on her bag and left as quickly as she could, one of her wings limping a bit from their rough afternoon…

Applejack watched her leave, feeling like she said something wrong. She wanted to call after her, but she knew granny was right there watching… Applejack nervously turned back to her grandmother, placing her hat back on top of her head.

“Well… Whatever it was, we’re gonna have a long talk tomorrow… I got dinner and a bath ready for you… come on, get on up there…” Granny turned and headed up the hill, with the sulking Applejack following behind her… but just before she left, she noticed something by the gate… her hat… but… she was already wearing her hat… she picked it up and checked the lining, and found that this hat was newer. The one on her head now was from a couple of months ago… one she had lost somewhere… she thought quietly to herself, recalling Dash dumping out her bag of toys… and her hat being amongst the objects…

A few days passed without any contact between the two mares. However Dash received a note from Applebloom to head over to the barn. She seemed a bit uncertain about heading over, but she didn’t want to seem bitter about the situation…

She gracefully landed at the open barn door, poking her head inside, “Applejack?” Inside there was a large rectangular table with a fairly large barrel on it, along with two mugs.

Applejack was pulling a chair over when she heard Dash, “Oh! Hey there Dash! Thanks for coming… Come on in! I got some cider for us.”

Cider? Outside of cider season? She didn’t have to be asked twice. She eagerly headed in, unconsciously closing the door as she headed in, “Oh wow! Awesome! Thanks Applejack!”

She poured her a glass, pushing it toward the eager lips of the rainbow haired mare, “Yer quite welcome… So, how’ve you been?”

Dash guzzled down a large portion of the mug, swallowing before answering, “Good I guess… wow, this is really good! Better than last years cider…” she proceeded to guzzle down another large chunk of the giant mug, eagerly sucking down it’s sweetness.

“Yeah, I added a little something special to this batch…” A little smile crossed her face as Dash put down the empty mug, a shocked expression on her face.

“W-wait… Did you… did you put those special apples in there?”

“Just two… it’s very diluted, but yes… there’s some in there…” Rainbow Dash just stared, uncertain of how to respond… so Applejack began to explain, “That one toy you had… it wasn’t for just one mare… That was designed for two girls… I don’t know much about that stuff, but I can tell what a two-dicked-dildo means…” Dash blinked, blushing a little, “You ARE A lesbian, aren’t you?”

Dash shifted awkwardly, this wasn’t something she enjoyed talking about, “Y-yes… well, bi… actually… I’m not picky I guess…” she refused to make eye contact with AJ.

“Uh huh, just as I thought… and you have a thing for me, dontcha?”

Dash’s eyes widened, now staring at her in shock, “Wh-what? H-how-, er, I mean… wh-why do you think that?”

Dash smiled, pulling out the second hat, “I’ve been missing this hat for ages… you had it in your bag and you were breathin’ in my scent, weren’t you?”

Dash’s cyan skin tone was quickly turning bright red. She felt hot and bashful now, uncertain of how to respond to this…

“Why are you so shy all of a sudden Dashie?” Dash didn’t answer, she merely stared off to the side, feeling ashamed of her own feelings… After a few seconds she heard the sound of another mug being filled, and soft sipping noises from across the table, “You do realize I didn’t bring you here to confront you about this to embarrass you or make fun of you…”

Dash looked up to see a pair of lustful eyes staring over a cup of the special Apple cider. Appljack put the mug down and smiled… But Dash was still uncertain, “But… what you said to Granny…”

“I didn’t lie to her… we’re friends who helped each other in our time of need…” AJ put her front hooves on the table, leaning forward toward Dash, “And right now I need you… My cute little girlfriend…”

Dash blinked, staring at the alluring Applejack…. She quickly scarfed down the last of the cider before hopping over to table, hugging her newfound ‘friend’…

OR IT COULD HAVE HAPPENED LIKE THIS!

Applejack looked like she was about to cry, “Granny, help me…” she begged, feeling scared. The urge wasn’t going away, it was only getting stronger and she just couldn’t satisfy it…

“Not much I can do t’help you out… you’ll be out here all day feeling like that… if you had only had one, you’d be done by now…”

“P-please Granny, can’t you do anything?” she bit her lip, grinding her legs together to keep her from shoving her hoof down there right in front of her grandmother.

Granny rolled her eyes, sighing, “I suppose… I’ll head back to the house and send help… just keep fiddling around until I get back…” Granny turned away and headed back home, leaving Applejack alone once again. She whined and dropped to the ground, rubbing herself with both hoofs, causing them to clop together noisily as she forced another orgasm out.

It was almost twenty minutes later, and Applejack was still working her hooves around, losing momentum. The urge was still strong and she couldn’t find the satisfaction she needed…

“Applejack? you in there?” a voice called out from the gate. A familiar voice to Applejack’s ears, and one she had been imagining for the past twenty minutes… she waited a moment, thinking she might’ve just imagined this voice just like before… “Applejack Granny sent me, but she can’t find the key! I’ve got a ladder! I’m coming in now!”

Applejack blinked, uncertain if the voice was in her head or not… she heard some rustling and the clank of a metal ladder hitting the fence hiding in the tall hedges… then a thud not too far away… Applejack stood up on all fours as quickly as she could. They wobbled fro mall the work she had been putting them through, more work than she put in on a normal apple bucking season day… she looked over and saw the tan scrawny stallion standing not far from her, looking around. He finally spotted her and trotted her way, “Hey! Applejack! Why didn’t you answer me?”

Applejack tried to smile and maintain eye contact, but the sweat seeping into her eyes made it hard to keep them open, “Hey, Caramel, s-sorry, I uh… I was distracted… working…”

“Jeez, looks like it…” he commented before reaching into his bag, “Here, have a drink, granny gave me a few of these ‘special energy drinks’…” he pulled out an unmarked bottle, filled to the brim with a golden liquid, “She’s said it would be the bst way to get me up!”

Applejack blinked. She wasn’t sure if her hormones were affecting her hearing, but that certainly sounded dirty, “Uh, beg yer pardon?” she noticed her hoof was covered in her own slick juices. She casually rubbed it through the grass, trying to hide it from him…

“That’s what Granny Smith told me… That it would get me up and going for hours! She said you’d know what it meant… Here! Have one!” he held one out for her… but she declined.

“I-I appreciate it Caramel, but no thanks…”

“Aw, well, more for me then!” he popped the top and took a swig, letting out a sigh, “Wow this is delicious! Don’t tell Granny, but I’ve already had two since I left the barn, hehe…”

Applejack’s eyes widened, “Oh… well uh… you feeling alright?” she rubbed her thighs together, trying to quell the urges while Caramel was here…

“Yeah! I feel great! I feel energized, happy, and tingly all over!” he bounded up in the air, showing off the excess energy, “This stuff is great! I can’t get enough of it! It’s like…”

“It’s like you have an urge to fill yourself up?” Applejack blurted out before thinking…

Surprising Caramel nodded, “Yeah, as a matter of fact… What about you? You looks like you’ve been working all day but…” he looked around, seeing every tree filled with apples, “Nothing looks like it’s been done… what have you been doing?”

“Not what I want to do…” her mind was beginning to cloud up again, her heart speaking before her mind…

“Yeah, I know the feeling…” he shifted his hips a bit, letting out a sudden sigh, “Whew, it’s warm out here, isn’t it? I um…” He looked back at Applejack once moer… his eyes linger on her body… the hair on her mane clinging to her forehead looked oddly arousing… and it was all that he needed to get his thoughts, and his blood, racing… he suddenly noticed an issue with his own body, and quickly sat himself down to try and hide it, using his front legs to try and block off the sight, “I um… I don’t feel so good all of a sudden... I think I need to sit down for a bit…”

Applejack saw the problem… and immediately took the opportunity that had presented itself… she tackled Caramel and pinned him down, pressing her lips to his. He couldn’t resist her, not only because of the juice flowing through his veins now… he didn’t put up any reistance, trying to put his own passiona back towards her.

She finally pulled away, breathing heavily, “Caramel, I’ve always had a thing for you… I’ve watched you from afar for too long…” her words were true, although they seemed to flow more easily with the apples in her.

Caramel blushed fiercely, but he nodded at her comment, “I-I have too… I’ve always thought you were really cute… but… I never had the courage to ask you out or anything…”

“You can ask me out later… right now I want you to buck me.” She said sternly, lowering herself onto his stomach, grinding herself against him.

“Wait, What?” the juice hadn’t gotten THAT far into him… so he still had some resistance.

“These apples, they’re driving me crazy! I need you Caramel, I need you NOW. I love you, you love me, let’s skip all the mushy stuff and get what we both want.” Applejack pressed her lisp to his once more, slipping her tongue into his mouth. She felt the emptiness filling up slowly, but she needed more…

Caramel found himself enjoying to affection, and his own emptiness was being satisfied… but he too wanted more. He wrapped his front legs around her, holding her body close to his own. Their skin rubbed up against each other, sending shivers up their spines, causing their bodies to demand more from them.

Caramel finally had enough. He rolled Applejack onto her back, pinning her down. He spread her legs wide, presenting her for his own enjoyment. Applejack found herself blushing, seeing Caramel fully erect. She never imagined him being that big for such a scrawny little guy…

She couldn’t admire the sight for long… but she quickly admired the feel as he pushed his way into her. She was already slick from the half hour of torture she went through by herself. She let out a cry, being penetrated for the first time. It quickly subsided though and filled her with the most wonderful feeling in the world.

“Oh God Caramel! More! MORE!”

Caramel followed his instincts, hoping they would make her happy. He moved his hips back and forth, pushing himself in deep with every thrust.

Applejack let out a cry of pleasure, her bdoy shaking with delight and her hooves dug into the ground. The first of many climaxes to come for her overwhelmed her with happiness.

Caramel found himself letting out his own passionate moan, feeling his body shake as he released himself into her, again, one of the first…

The Apples lasted them until dusk. Finally out of energy, finally satisfied, finally full… the two laid out under the trees, exhausted but happy, and cuddled up close to one another…

“You’re amazing Caramel…” she whispered softly, gripping him around his waist.

“Hehe…” Caramel breathed heavily, unable to catch his breath, “Yeah… you too, sweetheart…”

Applejack let out a little giggle, “mm, I’m your sweetheart now?... That’s so kind of you…”

“I hear you two are finally done in there!” Granny’s voice called out from the other side of the hedge. She let out a grunt, and a set of keys came flying over the top and down by their feet, “When you two get rested I have dinner almost done… might wanna wash up a bit before you come inside though, I don’t want Applebloom getting curious about this place…”

Applejack blushed brightly. Now that she was out of her horny state of mind, she knew Granny planned this all along… have her come into this place and eat apples, get horny, and then have Caramel come inside to take her… she giggled, finding the whole thing funny now… “We should do this again…”

He blushed a little, the idea of more love making getting his cheeks red, “you sure the apple’s arent’ still having an effect on you?”

She grinned, “Nope… just you.”

Uncertain Intentions

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Appledisiac ch2

Big Macintosh let out a short yawn, heading into the kitchen where Granny Smith was placing a pie into the oven.

“mm, mornin’ granny.” He said as he approached her.

“Good morning Macintosh, how’re you doing today?” She said with a little smile.

“I’m fine…” he shrugged, indifferent about his mood. There was very rarely a point in time when he seemed excited or upset…

Before Granny could respond, Applejack bounced into the kitchen, “Hey Granny! Hey Big Mac! I’m heading out for the day, gotta get going or I’ll be late!” She gave her brother a hug and her granny a kiss on the forehead before rushing out the side door.

Big Mac couldn’t help but stare with curiosity, “She’s been awfully chipper the past few weeks… what’s going on?” his words were dripping with suspicion. He hadn’t spent much time with her lately, so he felt like something had happened that no one told him about…

Granny rolled her eyes, “Well… Y’know how we talked about letting her into the closed off part of the orchard?”

His eyes widened, “Oh lord, what happened?”

“Well, she didn’t do anything worse than you did when I let you in there…” She gave him a look that said ‘I still remember what you did, but even though I won’t forget it, I forgive you for it’. Big Mac moved his gaze away, trying not to make eye contact, “But she did eat too many and she got really crazy… But apparently she got some ‘help’ from somepony…”

“Somepony?” he blinked, now curious about her little ‘friend’… “Who exactly?”

“I uh… don’t recall…”

“Come on Granny, Tell me who it was!”

“Sorry, can’t tell yeah.”

“Dernit granny! I wanna know which ending to chapter one was canon in this story line!”

“It’s a clopfic, Big Mac! Nobody cares about continuity in these things.”

Big Mac huffed, “Well I do.”

Granny glared back at her son, “Well if you care so much about decent story tellin’, than hush your mouth long enough for me to explain why you’ll be doing it in this chapter.”

Big Mac let out a sigh, rolling his eyes, “Fine… You said you wanted me to do some work today, Granny?” he continued, returning to the script that the author had given him.

“Yes, I do…” she smiled, returning to her cheerful state, “over the past few months we’ve been getting orders for more of the Appledisiac’s, and we’re starting to get more than we can handle… so we’re gonna need to plant a new orchard for ‘em…”

Big Mac rolled his eyes. He never did like the idea of using those things for sexual advantages… Especially not after his first run in with the apples. Admittedly, he DID disobey his grandmother and overdosed, causing him a lot more grief than pleasure… but even after testing out correct amount, and having plenty of eventful nights by himself with this stuff, he still felt like it wasn’t natural. It felt amazing, he had to admit, but it didn’t feel right to him, “Pft, This stuff is going to end up ruining our Apple business…” he muttered to himself, although he knew it actually brought it a sizeable chunk of money to the family, “Well won’t it take a couple years before the trees will grow anyway?” he asked, tilting his head to the side.

“Stallions aren’t the only things that big quickly because of these apples.” Granny grinned, wanting to see the look on Macintosh’s face. She knew he didn’t particularly like them, but it didn’t stop her from teasing him about it.

Macintosh flinched, “I never thought I’d hear my granny say THAT before… and frankly, I wish she hadn’t…” he had a bad taste in his mouth, every time they discussed the secret orchard with granny it always felt weird…

“Yep, well it’s true… The first tree me and your grand daddy made together sprouted up in less than two weeks! Hehe…”

“How DID you two make the first of those trees? I’ve never heard of such a thing outside of our farm…” Big Mac imagined some pervy seed salesman pitching the seeds to his grandparents… but the truth was much worse.

“Well, if you really want to know… We were out having a picnic together, and we started getting frisky in the fields… when we finished we realized our love making dug up the dirt pretty well, so we plopped a regular old apple seed right into it! To symbolize our love… and after only a couple of weeks, Poof! The first of those trees popped up. We both tried one out and it made us feel like we were young’ens in love again…” she seemed to get lost in her memories of her dearly departed husband…

Mac flinched again, “That’s very sweet and really creepy at the same time granny… but didn’t you have to fertilize it in some special way to make it grow that kind of tree?”

Granny grinned once more, “Oh it was fertile ground alright, thanks to your grandpa an me,” she snickered, a light blush appearing on her wrinkled cheeks. “It was ALL OVER the place!”

Big Mac’s mouth gaped open, “You mean to tell me that ever time somepony eats one of those apples they’re eating your’s and grandpa’s… UGH!”

“Well, not just mine, your parents planted most of the other trees in that area too.”

“AGH!”

“Don’t lose your head, Big Mac, is it any worse than the regular apples we sell? Think about all the animal’s doing there business on those trees.”

His eye twitched uncontrollably, too many nasty thoughts were entering his mind in too short a time, making him sick to his stomach,“You’re making apples seem less and less appetizing, Granny…”

“Well, you’d better get use to it, you’ll be getting started on our next orchard soon.”

“Wait, WHAT?”

“Well I can’t do it! My hip would snap after a couple of minutes.” Big Mac shuddered, his accursed imagination creating vivid images against his will. “That’s why YOU are going to start up the new section in the orchard.”

“Wait, WHAT?” Big Mac’s jaw gaped open, finding it hard to believe that his granny was suggesting this to him.

“You and that cute Cheerilee can get it done out there, I’m sure she’d be more than happy t’help… She’s always visiting when you’re out in the fields…” her voice hinted that she kenw something Mac didn’t, but she didn’t dwell on it, “How long have you two been datin’ now? Years? You two must’ve had some fun together by now…”

“er, well… no…” he replied, bashfully rubbing the back of his head.

“What? You two have been together this long and you STILL haven’t fooled around like that?”

Big Mac rolled his eyes, muttering under his breath, “Yeah, I bet the readers believe it as much as you do Granny…”

Granny glared, “If you keep breaking the fourth wall like that, Pinkie’s gonna come flying in here and have a fit! If you must have some sort of background as to why it’s been so long, The author wanted to include the entire Apple family in this little story, but he felt that people would freak out if Applebloom was still a kiddy, so now she’s a teenager, so deal with it!”

“Somebody wanted to write a saucy story with Applebloom?” Big Mac let out disgusted grunt, “What a creep…”

“HEY! You two!” A familiar pink pony stood at the window, glaring daggers at the two, “The fourth wall is MY domain!” She pointed forcefully at herself, emphasizing her ownership over the fourth wall, “Get back to your little story and stick to it! Don’t make me come back here! I swear I’ll turn this story into a Cupcakes Sequel!” she snatched a nearby apple and crunched down on it, as if she was telling them that soon THEY would be crunched like that innocent little apple…

Big Mac and Granny looked away, nodding quietly in agreement.

“And YOU! Author person! Quit telling me what to do! I follow nobody’s order!”

Yes Ma’am…

“Good, now that we have all that settled I have to get to Youtube and freak out some people…” And with that, Pinkie vanished from existence in this story…

There was a brief moment of silence as the two let the odd moment pass before Big Mac spoke up again, “But I can’t just ASK Cheerilee to… make out in the fields like that! I-I don’t know if I’m ready for it…”

“I understand…” Granny sighed, trying to find the right words in her head, “Look, I know you two love each other, and I respect you not wanting to jump the gun… but it’s been a long time… I’m sure she’d be more than happy to lay down with you if you’d just made it seem like you were interested… Me and her have talked a lot and she’s starting to wonder if you’ll ever ask her to be her husband…”

Big Mac rubbed the back of his head, uncertain of his own feelings, “I-I know, I just… don’t want to rush it… I DO love her, and I want to make her happy… but… I just don’t know…”

Granny sighed; all her hints weren’t getting through to him… “Look, how about this… You take the day off and spend the day with her… you two try to talk about your feelings… I’ll set up a little picnic for you two out in the orchard and if SOMETHING happens, it happens, if not, I won’t be upset with you… I’ll worry about the orchard, and you worry about Cheerilee and yourself, okay?”

He didn’t respond right away. He still felt a bit of pressure from his grandmother, as well as Cheerilee about this… but after a moment he nodded, “Okay… I’ll spend the day with her and… we’ll see what happens…” he started to move out, hoping to get away from the awkward moment his grandmother brought up…

Granny watched her grandson walk off, letting out a sigh… “You should feel ashamed of yourself.” She said softly to herself, feeling terrible for- “No I mean YOU.”

Me?

“Yes you, making an old lady from a kid’s show talk to her grandson about banging the local elementary school teacher so that we can grow apples that make ponies sex crazed beasts!… You should feel ashamed.”

Hey, I tried writing other stuff, and it wasn’t going anywhere, this story already has more hit’s than the rest of my stuff!

“SHAAAAMMMMEE!”

Shut up old lady, we’re skipping ahead to the school.

“SHAAAA-“

At the school, Big Macintosh sat quietly by the gate, waiting for classes to be let out. He had plenty of time to think things over in his head, trying to figure out exactly why he was so reluctant to let himself go with Cheerilee… his mind continuously went back to the day so long ago when his sister infected him with the Love Poison… he remembered everything that had happened during his infection, and he couldn’t help but feel strange now. Was he still under the lingering affects of the poison? Or was it true love? He wasn’t sure, and he didn’t want to let himself be taken over by the potion again…

The sound of the bell released him from his thoughts as it also released the children form their classes. He stepped back to let them run free before heading up toward the classroom. Inside he spotted Cheerilee, instantly getting a smile on his face just from her presence. She was speaking to one of the students, reiterating a few things about that day’s lesson. Big Mac didn’t really care what it was; he was too distracted by the lovely mare…

The student thanked her and rushed out the door past Big Mac. Cheerilee waved goodbye before her eyes caught the stallion standing in her room. She smiled happily just at the sight of him. He immediately felt self conscious, uncertain if his mane looked nice, or if he was covered in dirt. He didn’t recall doing anything that day that would have messed up his looks, so he tried to act casual, “Hello Ms Cheerilee…”

She giggled, eagerly walking over to hug her love, “Still gotta say Miss, don’t you? You’re too formal.” She teased him with a playful smile, holding him close for a moment before pecking his nose, “What brings you here?”

His smile refused to leave him. His heart fluttered rapidly at her touch, she always did have that effect on him, “Well, I was hoping we could um… spend the day together…”

She pulled back to look him in the eye, her own eyes beaming with happiness, “I’d love to Big Mac! What did you have in mind?”

“Oh uh… well…” he spent so much time worrying that it never crossed his mind as to what he wanted to do… “We could um… go to dinner, and uh… maybe walk through the orchard later?”

“I could really go for something to eat right about now, hehe… Let me tidy up a bit first and then we’ll head out.” She released him and turned around, moving a few things on her desk to make them look neater.

Big Mac kept his eyes locked on her, his uncertain thoughts beginning to cloud his mind once more, but at the same time he was fully focused on Cheerilee as he waited. In her tidying, she bumped a pen off the table and quietly cursed at it in annoyance. She bent over and reached for it, but being unable to quite grab onto it she leaned over move, reaching beneath her desk. Her tail lifted up, trying to keep her balance as she swiped to the elusive pen.

Macintosh blushed brightly, getting a show from the oblivious teacher. His thoughts quickly went from “I’m not sure’ to ‘I could enjoy this…’ But once she stood back up he shook his head, trying to get rid of all the thoughts as he looked away, pretending to be ignorant to what he saw…

She smiled victorious, having captured the escaping pen, but it quickly became apparent to her about the position she was in… she turned around to see Big Mac eyeing some of the children’s drawings on the wall, so she thought she was safe… “Okay, I’m ready if you are Macintosh.”

He turned around, having hidden his blushing cheeks away for now, although he was still slightly distracted, “Uh, Yep, you?”

She smiled, “I just said that I’m ready…”

His blush escaped, but at least it wasn’t for the previous reason, “Oh, heh… yeah, um… so then let’s go!” He turned towards the door with Cheerilee closed beside him, rubbing against his side affectionately as they left.

As they sat at the little bistro in the center of town, Cheerilee seemed to carry most of the conversation, getting short replies from Big Mac from time to time. She mostly went on about how wonderful her students were and other stories the other teachers in town talked about. She briefly brought up Applebloom, praising the girl for acting so grown up while Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon still acted selfish and childish even as they were entering in their last few years of school before being releasing out into the REAL world.

After their meal the two found a movie to watch at her place. It wasn’t anything special, but a comedy to kill the time. She made sure to snuggled close to him, trying to get him to hold her… but something seemed to be tugging his mind away from her. He held her close, but he didn’t seem to react to her motions… she had noticed this before, but it was starting to worry her now… he wanted to spend the day with her but he

After the movie was over they started to aimlessly walk around town, heading in the general direction of Sweet Apple Acres. Cheerilee finally let out a loud sigh, “Big Macintosh, you’ve been awfully quiet today… What’s wrong?”

Mac tried to keep a straight face, but wouldn’t look at her… “Nothing’s wrong… I’m always quiet…” he insisted, hoping she’d believe him.

“Not like this…” she prodded back, hoping to get to him, “Something’s on your mind… Something’s been on your mind for a long time now but it’s really acting up today, isn’t it?”

He glanced over at her, locking his eyes with hers. Her eyes begged for the truth, and she quickly stared his defense into rubble, leaving him exposed, “I… I’m worried…”

“Worried? What could you be worried about?” she asked softly.

“Well… I-I really feel like I care about you…” he spoke slowly, trying to pick and choose his words carefully, “But… I really felt like I cared about you when Applebloom and her friends gave us that Love Poison… And I just… I don’t want to fall for you because I the potion, I want to fall for you because I love you… and I just don’t know which is which…” his gaze fell to the ground, uncertain if his words made any sense or not…

Cheerilee listened quietly, and once he was done she rubbed against him affectionately, “It’s been years since then Macintosh… we’ve gotten to know each other very well since then… and frankly I know for a fact that I wouldn’t want to spend my life with anyone else but you…” she rested her head against him as they walked, “I’ve dated a couple of guys since the poison thing… but after getting to know you so well, I just feel like it’s right… I’ll be honest, when we first got over the poison I was planning on never seeing you again… but… I think that even before that I knew something was there for us… I’ve felt a connection to you for a long time now…” she looked up at him, wondering what he would say to that…

He circulated the words through his head, trying to formulate a response to her comments. “How can you be so sure? What if we’re still infected?”

She stopped him, stepping in front of his and pressing his cheeks between her hooves, “I went to see Zecora after the incident… she assures me that the poison is long gone… I LOVE you Big Mac… I always have even before the love poison…”

He couldn’t keep eye contact, the guilt and uncertainty still plaguing him, “But… even if we are in love.. I-I don’t want this to move to fast… I mean… within a day we were ready to get married a-and…”

“That was the poison… We’re over that now… We’ve known each other for years now and we’ve gotten to know and love one another over that time… It’s okay to let your true feelings out… I promise, I won’t hurt you.” She pulled him into a hug, kissing his cheek gently, “I won’t leave you as long as you love me…”

Finally, he gave into her words. he wrapped his front legs around her, hugging her back, his eyes beginning to tear up a bit, “I Love you Cheerilee… I really do… I love you with all my heart!” And with that he finished his sentence with a passionate kiss on the lips, holding her close as they had their loving moment on the edge of town.

After a few passionate seconds, he pulled away, breathing heavily. Cheerilee has a tinge of red in her cheeks, smiling happily, “Thank you Big Mac, that’s all I wanted to hear…” she pecked his nose once more, before returning to her feet, “So where were we heading next?”

“Um… well… I uh… Granny got a little picnic with desserts and whatnot set up if you’re interested.”

Her face brightened once more, “Oh I absolutely LOVE your families’ desserts! Come on! Let’s hurry!”

Cheerilee trotted ahead, making sure to stroke her tail under his chin as she passed. He blinked, blushing a bit at the action. She turned to smile at him as she continued forward, giving him a ‘come get me’ look… to which, Big Mac responded eagerly, rushing after her towards the apple fields.

The two walked through the fields, with Cheerilee frequently sneaking off to hide behind a tree, making Big Mac come out searching for her. When he did finally find her she bounded off giggling like a little school girl, with Macintosh following close behind her. He could have easily caught her plenty of times, but he let her slip away. Finally though he got to her and pulled her into a hug, laughing heartily at their little game.

She laughed along with him, sneaking a kiss before slipping out of his arms and running off again. But when she came a clearing she noticed a blanket laid out in the grass along with a basket, “Oh! There’s the picnic!” she cheered happily, rushing over to take a seat. Big Mac followed, although not as eagerly… he knew his grandmother had set this up and he was concerned as to what she may have slipped into the treats. Cheerilee opened up the basket, and first noticed something strange. She pulled out a vial with an opaque yellow liquid inside, “Hm? What’s this?” a note was attached by string to the bottle, with the words, “If you want it, here it is.” Written on it.

Big Mac looked at the vial and knew exactly what it was… The Appledisiac juice… What was in that tiny veil would last them all night and half the morning… but a drop would easily get things running for a good while… “It’s nothing, don’t worry about it.” He assured her, putting it down before bringing out two slices of apple pie that were left for them, “Let’s have some of this instead!”

Cheerilee’s mouthed gaped open, her mouth watering at the sight, “Oh wow, That looks Delicious!” she exclaimed, gingerly taking the plate from him before taking a bite, “Oooohhh and it taste’s DELICIOUS!”

Mac recalled how delicious the Appledisiac apple’s tasted, and grew concerned… he sniffed it cautiously before taking a bite… it was indeed delicious, but it didn’t taste like the Appledisiac. He quietly thanked Celestia that his grandmother hadn’t tried to sneak the stuff into their food…

Speaking of Granny… “Hey Cheerilee…” Cheerilee gave him a puzzled look, wondering what was on his mind, “Granny mentioned to me this morning that you two talked a lot while I was out working… What did you two talk about?”

She swallowed the delicious bite of pie before answering, “Oh a little of everything really…”

“Did you ever talk about me?”

A blush crept up on her cheeks, “Sometimes…” she said after a brief pause.

“What did you say about me?”

The pink slowly turned to full blown red, “Just…” she tried to think of the proper response, but nothing creative came up, “stuff… why do you ask?” she felt like a shy little filly being asked about her crush…

“Well… Granny was just asking me this morning… why we haven’t um… ‘fooled around’… Did she ever talk to you about that?”

And now the red was clear all across her face, “M-maybe… I-I thought… er, I might’ve mentioned that… I thought I wasn’t sexy enough for you… and that’s why you hadn’t made any moves…” she shifted awkwardly, now feeling like she was being put on the spot.

“Oh no! That’s not the reason at all! It… It was the poison… again.” The Love Poison seemed to come up a lot between the two, “I mean, we jumped the gun so fast with that stuff, and I just… wanted to try and make sure things moved slowly… until we were both ready… y’know?”

She nodded quickly, “I understand, but again, it was the poison, we weren’t ready then but I’m sure after all this time we are now.” It took her a split second to realize she had hinted at being ‘ready’ for something, either marriage or… fooling around. Big Mac noticed this and eyed her curiously. Rather than allow herself to be put on the spot once more, she pushed a question at him, “So then… are you saying I AM sexy enough for you? It’s just the love poison that worried you?” she raised her brow, hoping to shift the awkwardness more towards his side… and it worked…

Mac blushed furiously at the question, shifting a bit and turning to the side… “I uh…” he tried to think of the right way to say it… and after a few seconds it seemed like the simplest and most honest way was the best… “Yes… Yes you are sexy… Amazingly sexy, I love everything about how you look… you’re just… Wow…”

And now the awkwardness moved back to Cheerilee… she blushed brightly, but a bashful smile crossed her face, “I think you’re sexy too, Big Macintosh…” she found herself moving closer to him, snuggling up against his side.

He smiled down at her, giving her a playful peck on the lips, “I’m glad I’m getting the opportunity to be your sexy stallion, hehe…”

“My shmoopy woopikins?” A big grin spread across her face, teasing him with pet names.

He rolled his eyes at the over the top name, “Oh goodness, don’t start THAT up again.”

“Hehe, I’d never do that… now then, let’s eat!” she continued to nibble on her pie before searching the basket for more goodies, including a couple apples, apple tarts, and some cinnamon apple treats.

The two happily ate their dessert together as the stars began to come out, and soon they were lying close to one another, staring at the moon that hung overheard, “Mmm, it’s a beautiful night, isn’t it?”

Big Mac just smiled, “Eeeyup!”

Cheerilee giggled a little, “mm… although I’m still confused about this little bottle…” she pulled the bottle out once again, taking a look at the note attached, “I’m guessing you know what it means?”

Macintosh blushed a little, uncertain of how to answer her properly… “Er… well… y’see… It’s a vial of Apple juice from a special apple… it… It’s like a lust potion… or… if you drink too much, a lust poison…”

Cheerilee blinked, “you mean… this makes you want to have sex?”

“Eh, sort of…” he kept his eyes looking straight up, trying not to look at her, “See… In small doses, it’s like an aphrodisiac… makes you much more sensitive in uh… ‘those’ areas. Get’s more hormones flowing in your system so you enjoy sex more…”

Cheerilee’s face blushed brighter, “And… your grandmother packed it in with our stuff?”

“Y-yeah… I guess she did…” he sighed, figuring he was going to have to explain his grandmother’s intentions.

There was an awkward silence between them, with Cheerilee turning the bottle in her hooves, “Did… did you WANT to use it?” she asked softly, blushing more at her suggestion…

Big Mac was silent for a moment… staring into the sky… finally he rolled onto his side, turning to her, with the most serious look on his face, “I want you, Cheerilee… I want to make love to you with every fiber of my heart… but I don’t want to use that stuff…” he carefully flicked the bottle aside before continuing, “I want to make love to you, but I don’t want some potion or poison making me do it… I want everything I give to you come from me and me alone… my heart, my soul, and my body… nothing added or improved… just me…”

Cheerilee stared at him for a moment, shocked by his answer. Not that it was an answer she didn’t want, it was just… unexpected… she finally pulled herself together and wrapped her legs around him, pulling him into a short but passionate kiss, “Than don’t hold anything back, Macintosh… I want all of you, but only you…”

He eagerly kissed her passionately, holding her body close to his own. His hooves stroked her skin gently as they moved up and down her back. Cheerilee mimicked his motions, running her hooves through his mane and down his neck. She could feel the hairs on the back of his neck standing up on end in the excitement they were creating for one another. Both of their minds ran through the scenario they were expecting at least a dozen times in those few short minutes, both of their bodies heating up with anticipation…

“Mm, Mac I… do have one question though…” She didn’t want to interrupt the moment, but something was nagging at her deep in her mind, “Why on earth would your grandmother give us an aphrodisiac? Isn’t she… y’know… ‘traditional’?”

“You mean ‘marriage before sex’ kinda thing?” he knew exactly why, and he was still a bit annoyed by the answer, “She’s getting more orders for the appledisiac’s, and she wants to start up a new section for them… but in order to make those kind’s of trees, you gotta… well, fertilize the ground with… Sex…” he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed by the answer, but she DID ask…

“So your grandmother WANTED us to have sex out in the field… so she could get more of these trees?”

Big Mac felt a pit in his stomach, feeling guilty, like he was a part of a plan to use her for their own gain, “I’m sorry Cheerilee… That’s why granny set up the picnic for us out here… I-If you want to head home, I understand…”

“Head home? I’ve got you right here…” She wrapped her hind legs around his waist, pulling his hips towards hers, “If your granny wants some fertile ground, than lets make sure we get it ALL over…” a mischievous grin appeared over her face, and a soft look of desire and lust in her eyes…

He blinked, “Wait, you’re not mad that granny WANT’S us to do this?”

“Why would I be mad?” she asked with her eyebrow cocked, “All I care about is that I love you, and that I want to do this… and I hope that YOU want to do this too…”

Big Mac couldn’t resist, he knew he wanted it just as badly as she did. Even if in the end it DID go with what granny wanted, it’s what they wanted too…

Without warning, Cheerilee pushed Big Mac aside, rolling over with him to get on top. The stallion was obviously shocked by the sudden change of position, but he made not effort to resist. He looked up at the smiling mare, the full moon outlining the silhouette of her slender form. He could still see the lusty yet mischievous smile on her face. She moved his hips back, meeting an unfamiliar appendage standing up behind her. “Oh? What is this?” she pushed firmly against it, her tail swiping against it’s tip.

Macintosh shivered at her touch. He gritted his teeth and dug his hooves into the ground, resisting the urge to take over and flip her back onto the ground. Cheerilee just smiled, “Oh? Do you like this?” she slid herself back a bit more, making his shaft slid slow between her legs. She let out a soft moan, licking her lips with anticipation, “You know, I’ve been thinking about this moment for a while now…” she shifte back a few more inches, her body hovering just over his knees by the time his erection sprang back up. Macintosh shivered again, breathing heavily as he tried to control his animal instincts.

“No comment? Aw, I was hoping for a little more playful banter…” she lowers herself down, resting her flank between his legs while her hooves stroke his manhood. Mac lets another moan moan, digging in hooves into the soft soil, “I suppose the quiet ones are quiet during sex too… Now then, let’s see… I haven’t had to teach sex ed for a while… But if I recall correctly, if I do thiiiiss…” she grinned, stroking ever so slightly down his shaft, getting a bigger gasp of pleasure as his hips sprang upwards. “Heh, I suppose I was right.” She could see the look in his eyes, begging her to end the teasing. So she simply obliged to his silent request.

She leaned her head down, slipping his manhood into her mouth, moaning softly as she slowly engulfed him. Her only thought was to make her love happy to show him how much she cared for him. She wanted nothing more than to assure him that her love was true.

Macintosh reached down, stroking his hoof through her hair, he wanted to tell her something sweet, or something playful like she had been doing… but nothing creative came to mind, so he just said what was on his mind, “I love you, Cheerilee.”

It was more than enough to make her smile, giving her the incentive to move faster. He lips caressed his manhood, while her tongue slid slowly around the tip. She wanted this night to last forever, so she picked and chose her motions carefully, not wanting to set him off too quickly.

He begged for it to end though, moaning and shifting, rocking his hips against her. He didn’t say a word, but he begged for the teasing to end so he could finally let himself go. She allowed him to release, giving him a particularly power suck of his head, rubbing his testicles with a gentle touch, just enough to send him over the edge. He released a load into her mouth with a powerful moan, pushing his hips upwards, forcing himself deeper into her mouth. She clamped on tightly, but even that wasn’t enough to hold on to all of it. She coughed and sputtered at the large amount of cum he released. She pulled off, coughing up a bit more of his semen. Mac had another surge, sending out a final wad of cum at her, splashing on her cheek. Big Mac was in a bit of a daze, but her haggard breath caught his attention. He sat up and looked at her with concern, “Cheerilee! You okay?”

She took one last breath, smiling at Mac, “I’m wonderful Macintosh… what about you?”

Once he knew she was okay, he just smiled, “I’m wonderful… thanks to you, Cheerilee… But I think it’s about time I helped you now.” He quickly moved over to her, pushing her to her back gently onto her back. She was a bit surprised by the eagerness he had, but she just smiled, anticipating something wonderful.

Mac couldn’t help but notice he was sitting almost ontop of his own spunk, so he tried shifting over just enough to avoid it. He leaned down, placing his head just inches above her slit. He found himself enjoying the smell that seemed to be seeping out… like a field of flowers… he tried not to get distracted, he was determined to please her as he did to him… although he wasn’t entirely sure where to start…

He had the basic idea down… but there was just so much uncertainty about it all. He glanced up, seeing Cheerilee’s desire in her eyes. He decided to just dive in and pray for the best. He started off with one firm lick of his tongue, sliding from the bottom of her slit to the tip of her clit. This alone was enough to send waves of pleasure up and down her body. Mac smiled, he seemed to find something she enjoyed, so he repeated the motion, licking her twice, thrice, and more, sending her into a squirming fit, “Oh Celestia Big Mac, More!”

More? What more could he do? He panicked, trying to think of something… he recalled their passionate kiss, and how natural it felt to slip his tongue into her mouth. He decided to slide his large tongue inside of her, slipping it around, exploring it curiously. More squeals and moans of delight escaped her lips; she was certainly a noise maker when it came to this.

He continued to lick at her nether regions, slipping his tongue in and out, making her squirm more. Finally She let out a loud howl, reaching down to grip Mac’s head tightly, “M-MAC!” she cried as her inner walls squeezed around his tongue, releasing her own lubricant towards the red stallion. She was tense for a long moment before finally letting herself collapse, panting heavily with a goofy grin on her face.

Macintosh smiled, carefully crawling up to her, hugging her gently while she recovered, “How was i?”

She didn’t reply with words, instead she kissed him with all of her heart. After a moment she pulled away, smiling, “You weren’t too bad.” She teased, “But something tells me you’ll do better with the main event…”

He blinked, blushing at the thought, “Well then… what are we waiting for?” he grinned, setting himself up.

Cheerilee smiled back, flipping over, digging her hooves into the dirt while wiggling her rump at him, tempting him to come forth, “Than come and get it, Big Macintosh…”

He couldn’t get a much clearer invitation than that. He eagerly hopped up, mounting her before working himself against her womanhood. She moaned as the tip pressed against her, but he was finding it hard to get himself inside, “It’s… It’s not…” he was getting frustrated with his inability to get himself inside.

“S-sorry, I’m a bit nervous… I’ll try to relax…” she let out a sigh, trying to relax her tense muscles… finally giving him enough of an edge to slip himself inward. She yelped at the huge object now filling her inside, “O-h oh god!”

“A-are you okay?” Mac was a bit nervous, every bit of his being wanted nothing more than to please her, but not if it meant hurting her as well.

“I’m fine, Keep going!” she insisted, not wanting him to stop his intrusion.

He nodded, pushing himself in deeper. Cheerilee let out a few soft cries, trying to get use to the member being pressed into her flower. a few tears escaped, but she refused to tell him to stop.

Finally he reached the end, his entirety now inside Cheerilee, “You alright?” he asked softly, stroking her hip gently.

“Y-yeah, I’ve just… never had somepony inside me before… just… gimme a sec.” she said softly, trying to endure the pain. She shifted her hips around, giving Macintosh an unintentional show just beneath him while she tried to allow her body to get use to the intruder. After a moment she looked up at him with a smile, “Alright… I think I’m ready now…”

“You sure? I don’t want to hurt you…”

She smiled, pressing her hips firmly against him, “I’m sure… Come on Big Mac, show me what all that work in the fields did for you.” She adjusted her hooves, making sure she had plenty of resistance to what she expected to be powerful thrusts against her.

He nodded, pulling himself backwards, feeling the slick walls tightening around him as he pulled back. Just before his head popped out, he pushed his way back in, using a bit more force this time. Cheerilee let out a grunt of pleasure, turning her head to give him a needy look. She wanted more, and slowly but surely, Mac began to give her exactly what she wanted.

He put on a steady pace, pushing inward and pulling outward, creating a loud sloshing noise as their bodies bounced against one another. These sounds were accompanied by the soft passionate moans and groans coming from the two of them, both lost in the passion of their moment. Cheerilee felt another climax approaching and began to push her body for fiercely against Mac’s. His own orgasm was coming close and he began to dig his hooves deeper into the soil, pushing up small clumps of dirt behind him as he tried to keep his traction. Cheerilee was having the same issue, constantly adjusting her hooves to keep the rhythm going.

Finally with a loud grunt, Mac was first to cum. Cheerilee felt the liquid pouring inside of her, creating pressure inside of her that sent her over the edge, letting out a loud cry as her muscles tensed up. The two nearly collapsed onto the ground, but to stay on all fours. The combination of their love juices leaked down their legs into the ground. The two breathed heavily, trying to catch their breath… after a moment Cheerilee grinned at her lover, “What? Is that all you got? I thought you could buck apples all day…” she breathed deeply through her mischievous grin.

Big Mac grinned back, accepting her challenge, “I’ll buck your apples all night…”

Cheerilee giggled, “If I had a pair of apples I think we’d have some issues, hehehe….”

He smiled back at her, digging his hooves down once again to start up once again…

The night seemed to last forever, just as the sun began to hint at the horizon the two were laying side by side in the dirt, holding one another close. They were both completely out of energy, with nothing more to go on other than their own breathing. The earth around them was dug up, the grass tossed aside leaving the soft soil exposed. The two were covered in the soil, along with plenty of their own juices and sweat, but they couldn’t be happier…

“Mmm, Mac?” Cheerilee said softly, stroking his chest.

“Hm?” he turned slightly, his eyes barely able to stay open.

“I want to remember this night forever…” she admitted, snuggling close, “I want to remember the love we discovered and shared… I never want to forget it…”

After a few seconds of thinking, he came up with a thought, “We could plant a tree…” he suggested, being the first thing to come to mind. “It’ll be our own tree of our personal love for each other…”

Cheerilee’s eyes sparkled at the idea, “Oh Macintosh! That would be wonderful!”

Big Mac smiled, slowly rising up from the ground, groaning loudly. He hadn’t worked so hard in his life, and his muscles were aching from all the extra effort. He carefully moved over toward the basket, which was tossed aside and covered in the blanket. He tossed it aside before searching the basket, finding a seed from one of the apples they had eaten. He walked back to her side, lying next to her before digging a small hole between them. He plopped the little seed inside before covering it up and patting it down, “I’ll come back and water it later… It should be fine…”

Cheerilee’s eyes were still sparkling, the idea of a piece of Equestria standing tall to represent their love was just the most wonderful thing in the world… she snuggled close to him and sighed, “I love you Big Mac… I can’t wait to taste these apples when they grow…”

“Yeah, me nie-…” Somehow this sounded familiar… something odd about it all, “Wait… I think Granny said that this is what happened when she planted to first Appledisiac tree…” he commented, blinking, “Aw hell! After all that effort to avoid that crud and we go and plant a new one…”

Cheerilee couldn’t be mad, she was just amused, “Maybe we’ll try some of that Appledisiac stuff… maybe it’s not so bad… Maybe it just makes you feel like it’s your first time every time… Who knows?”

“Yeah… who knows… oh well, I have you, that’s all I need to know.” He leaned close and pecked her lips tenderly, hugging her close in his arms.

“Mmm, do you love me Big Mac?”

“Eeeyup!”

Desperation and Regret.

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Appledisiac. 3

“We’re the cutie mark crusaders… Doo doo dum dee… hm hm hmmm…” The young mare, Sweetie Belle, happily hummed to herself, dusting the tree house that she and her friends built all those year ago. Over time they’ve had to make adjustments to the structure, making the doors bigger, adding more rooms and whatnot. It basically became a home away from home for the three girls. Whenever they got frustrated with family, they could look forward to a warm bed, a fridge, and they even had a bathroom to escape to. After all that Applebloom finally realized her potential and found her cutie mark as being a builder of just about anything. Looking back, it seemed obvious, but the girls just never saw it up until that point…

Sweetie Belle blushed, the only thing more obvious Applebloom’s talent was her own; singing. It only took forever and a day for it to cross her mind. Breaking into song every other day wasn’t enough to make it click in her head that she was good at it…

Thinking about it, Scootaloo was a pretty obvious situation too. She wasn’t a great flyer, but her wings were great at propelling her forward on her scooter… She had gone out to Hoofington to try her luck at joining a small racing team. Sweetie Belle couldn’t help but miss her; it had been a long time since they got a letter from Scootaloo. The last one didn’t seem too encouraging; she talked about how the team thought that he wings were an unfair advantage, even though other’s used it as well… although she did talk about a new friend she was seeing…

“Sweetie Belle!” Applebloom’s voice cried out as she rushed into the clubhouse, skidding to a halt right next to Sweetie Belle

Sweetie Belle thought something was wrong and quickly put the duster away to focus her attention on the emergency, “What? What is it Applebloom?”

She was breathing heavily, apparently whatever compelled her to run into the clubhouse at full speed was important enough to make her run a long way to get that information here., “I… I found…”

“Calm down… Just relax and get your breath, THEN tell me…”

Applebloom took a few deep breaths, sighing deeply with each intake, “Okay… I’m good… I found a solution to our boy problem!”

Sweetie Belle blinked, “Boy problem?” she wasn’t aware she had a boy problem… at least not one that required Applebloom to nearly pass out from lack of oxygen.

“Yes! Duh! You’re always talking about how you’re always hanging out with Featherweight and he never seems to notice you trying to flirt with him.” She had a very ‘duh’ attitude about the whole situation.

Sweetie blushed a little, “Well, Yeah, I suppose…” she felt a little embarrassed about it. Ever since they had joined the newspaper all those years back, she had a little crush on the scrawny pony… even though he wasn’t the strongest or manliest… he had a certain charm to him, “I guess I just like the silent type…”

Applebloom rolled her eyes, “Of course he’s silent; he’s a mute…”

“I know that! I was just sayin’…” Even though he couldn’t speak, the two seemed to communicate well. He always knew how to express what was on his mind, one way or another; whether it was with hoof gestures, facial expressions, or his greatest asset; his photos. He still took photos all the time and used them to his advantage. As they say; A picture is worth a thousand words, so simply showing a picture to someone was a great way for him to express something, and he always seemed to have the right picture handy.

“But you’re one to talk, falling for the little boy with the British accent.” She grinned at her tease. She knew as well as anyone that Applebloom had a crush on Pipsqueek.

Applebloom felt her cheek turning pink, but she didn’t deny it, “Okay, I do… Is that a problem?”

“Well, no… but…” She knew what she was going to say would hurt… but it had to be brought up, “Are you sure you’re not into him just because Diamond Tiara is after him?”

Applebloom glared, “The only reason SHE wants him is because I like him and she knows it… She’s always been trying to make our lives miserable one way or another… You know that! Every time we do something she’s there to try and ruin our lives. I think she get off from making ponies miserable…” she had a look of hate and pure anger on her face that would scare a pack of timber wolf back into the woods.

“So you DO like him for him, right? For who he is and not anything else?”

“Yes! He’s sweet, kind, really fun to hang out with… and… cute…” her cheeks grew a bit redder at the last compliment for Pip.

“Heh, okay… I believe you… but what do you mean you have a ‘solution’ for our boy problem?” Sweetie Belle tilted her head curiously, wondering what revelation her friend could have had.

“This!” she pulled out a small vial from her bag, filled with an opaque liquid with a dropper in the top. It was still sealed tightly though, apparently it had never been open.

Sweetie Belle stared at the object, obviously confused, “I don’t get it…”

“It’s juice from a special apple in our orchard! I heard Applejack and Big Macintosh talkin’ about it! They said it makes ponies crazy for you!”

This sounded awfully familiar to Sweetie Belle, “You mean like that Love Poison?” Sweetie Belle asked, glaring at Applebloom, “Don’t you remember how much trouble we got into with that?”

“Well, yeah, but this is different. They’ve both used it and they’re fine. And they both are in a relationship now! I hear that Lyra and Bon Bom have been using the stuff for years! And they’re not crazy like Big Mac and Cheerilee got. They seem pretty normal and pretty happy together. It’s gotta work better than that love poison.” She turned the bottle in her hooves, looking at the label intently. It didn’t have much on it, other than the title ‘Appledisiac’ and a small warning, ‘One drop per pony per use is recommended. Take extreme caution when using this in baking. One drop per serving. DO NOT ingest more than 4 drops at a time.’

“Applebloom, I don’t think this sounds right… I mean, it’s not natural…”

She shrugged at the argument, “ ‘course it’s natural! It’s apple juice!” another ‘duh’ expression, as if it was obvious and any argument otherwise was silly.

Sweetie belle sighed, shaking her head, “I mean that we shouldn’t be messing with ponies’ hearts. It’s no different than the Love Poison… I know you’ve been really wanting Pip for a while now, but you gotta be patient…”

“I’ve been patient!” She suddenly snapped, raising her voice, “And then Diamond Tiara cheated and tricked him into thinking she likes him!” She didn’t direct the anger towards Sweetie Belle, it seemed to be directed at Diamond Tiara. Even so, Sweetie Belle was a little worried about her little explosion, “I have to do something’ to tip the scales in my favor… And this will get him to fall head over hooves for me! And you can use it on Featherweight if you want!” She seemed eager with her little plan, “I was thinking of baking some treats and putting a couple of drops on them. Then we’ll have our boys! You really want featherweight, and with this he’ll gladly come to you! You two will fall in love and live happily ever after!”

“I REALLY don’t like this idea, Applebloom…” She quietly thought about her situation though… she had tried dropping hint after hint to Featherweight, but nothing seemed to get him to understand… The idea of a quick fix to get him to finally understand her love for him sounded really nice, “But… I’ll try it…”

“Yes! Come on, I’ll get started on the baking and you go find Featherweight and Pipsqueek. Tell them to meet us this afternoon here.” She bounced around with excitement, placing the vial down on the table before giving Sweetie Belle a hug, “We’re finally gonna get out boyfriends!”

Sweetie Belle smiled, but she had a nervous gut feeling about this whole thing, “Uh, Yeah… I hope…”

While Applebloom was at home baking a few treats, Sweetie Belle went out into town hoping to find the two boys at home. She started off at Pip’s place, figuring it would be easier to talk with him since he wasn’t the object of her affection. Practicing now might make inviting Featherweight a bit easier…

She gave the door a gentle knock, fidgeting nervously as she waited… finally he opened up the door, smiling, “Hey! ‘Ello there Sweetie Belle! What brings you about?”

“Hey Pipsqueek! Me and Applebloom were just uh…” she quietly cursed at herself… she hadn’t thought of an excuse to bring them over to their clubhouse… she paused briefly, and quickly came up with an excuse, “We were… baking! And we were uh… hoping you and Featherweight could come along and try some!”

“Ooo, sounds wonderful! I always love her treats! Although… how late were you planning on having this? I uh… kinda have plans with Diamond Tiara later…” he didn’t seem too excited about his ‘plans’, it sounded more like a dental appointment to get his teeth drilled at rather than a date…

“Not too late, maybe in an hour or so… Probably won’t stay too long…” She shrugged it off, hoping the casual nature would entice him to come along.

“Hm, Alright, I’m sure I’ll have plenty of time… I’ll be there in an hour! Oh I can’t wait to try some of her treats… What did you make? Oh I hope she made some of those cookies! Those are amazing!”

Sweetie Belle giggled, “Uh, not entirely sure, she’s doing most of the baking right now, so… it’s kind of up to her.”

“Ah, alright then. That’s fine though! I’d love to get to see her again, and I’m sure anything she bakes will be delicious! Maybe I’ll run by Featherweight’s place and we’ll head over together.”

It was surprising that the two were friends, Pip and Featherweight, but considering how sparse the male population was in town, it probably wasn’t hard for the two to find one another and become friends.

“Alright! I’ll see you two then! I’m gonna drop by Featherweight’s place and see what he’s up to…” Sweetie Belle began to grow nervous already, fearing the worst would happen… like she would stutter or trip in front of him, embarrassing her somehow…

“I think I saw him running around with his camera!” Pip said quickly before she could leave, “But I’m sure he’s back home by now.”

“Oh, okay! Thanks Pipsqueak!” she gave him a wave before heading down the road a bit towards Featherweight’s place. She looked up at the home as she approached, but her nerves got to her, sending her in another direction. She cursed herself and circled around, heading back to his home, “alright, Sweetie Belle, get a hold of yourself… Nothing is gonna happen, you’re just inviting him for some snacks… and after he has some he’ll be in love with you! Nothing to worry about, just stay calm…”

She gave his door a knock; taking a step back as she waited… she couldn’t help but feel like it was taking forever…

The door finally opened, with a curious face peeking outward. The meek pony flashed a smile, opening it up all the way. He had his camera hanging down from his neck, as he usually did.

“Hey Featherweight! I heard you were running around taking pictures again.” She decided to open up with some small talk, hoping it would ease her in to inviting him.

He smiled, giving a little nod, a look of pride in his eyes. Even after being promoted to Editor and Chief of the newspaper staff when he was a kid, he still enjoyed running around town snapping photos. All the experience easily landed him a job at the town’s newspaper as a photographer. It was a nice job that he seemed to enjoy.

“Neat! Did you get any good ones?” She was trying her hardest to make casual conversation with him, wanting to get some sort of connection before asking him to come over.

He gave her another nod and waved her to come inside. She eagerly accepted and followed him in. He led her up to his room where a large pile of photos laid scattered across the floor. Some of various sceneries, others of pony in their every day lives. They all look really nice and fairly interesting; each one telling a different story. “Wow, these are great! You’ve always been a wonderful photographer.”

He smiled cheerfully, glad to receive the compliment.

A thought occurred to her, remembering an event last week. “Weren’t you at my sister’s fashion show not too long ago? I thought I saw you hopping around taking snapshots…”

He nodded, rushing over to a filing cabinet in the corner. After a brief search he found the box he was looking for, placing it on the table and opening it up. Inside was a stack of almost a hundred photographs, all at a fashion show of Rarity’s latest dresses.

“Oh no… you got pictures of me in there too, didn’t you?” She grimaced at the thought, she wasn’t exactly ecstatic about being forced into Rarity’s dresses, nor was she thrilled about being photographed in them.

Featherweight gave another nod, sifting through them to pull out a dozen photos of her in a bright feathery gown. She seemed to have a smile on her face, but it was all for show.

“Yeah, I saw this one in the paper… At least you got a really good one of me, but I still think you should have used one of these other girls…” she pulled out a few photos of some other mare’s placing them by hers, “They’re so much more pretty than I am…”

Featherweight frowned, shaking his head. He stuck out his tongue in disgust as he swiped away the other mares from view, only leaving hers on the table.

Sweetie Belle blushed at the suggestion, “You think I’m prettier than those girls?”

He blushed a little at his own statement, but he nodded with confidence, still holding his little smile. Sweetie Belle was quiet for a moment, thinking about this new piece of evidence… maybe he DID like her… maybe he already thought she was a nice mare… All she had to do was ask… see if he like her… and that would be it…

No, she didn’t have it in her; she couldn’t bring herself to do it. “You’re too sweet, Featherweight…”

A bright smile crossed his face, happy for the compliment. However it faded away as something came to mind. He sifted through the photos on the floor before moving one to her to present to her. It was a picture of Sweetie Belle walking through town, but she looked upset…

She looked at the photo, but she couldn’t figure out what he was trying to tell her, “What?”

He looked annoyed, poking the picture again. Sweetie looked at it once more, “I don’t know what you’re trying to tell me…” Featherweight sighed, suddenly putting on a sad face. His ears pulled back, his eyes got big and misty, his lip quivered a bit, emphasizing a sad emotion that she seemed to have in the picture…

“Oh… Why do I look like that?” his sad face vanished and he quickly nodded in response, “I just… had stuff on my mind…” She knew exactly what stuff was on her mind… and he was sitting with her in that very room… “Oh! Speaking of which, Applebloom is baking some treats!” she tried to avoid the topic and bring up her own.

Featherweight’s ears perked up at the mentioned of treats, “We were hoping you and Pip could come along! I’ve already invited him.”

Featherweight didn’t like the fact that she was avoiding his question, but he smiled nonetheless, and nodded happily. “Great! I’m glad you could come! I think Pipsqueek has some plans later though, so I don’t think he’ll be staying long…”

Featherweight’s annoyed look returned. He sifted through the photos again before moving one of Diamond Tiara at a coffee shop, poking at her with a questionable look on his face.

“Yeah, he said it was with Diamond Tiara…”

Featherweight opened his mouth, sticking his hoof towards it as if he was gagging. Sweetie Belle giggled, “I feel the same way about her, hehe…”

He smiled at the response. He quickly searched through the pile and pulled a photo of Pip and Applebloom in their own separate photos. He then proceeded to push them together side by side, emphasizing the two being together.

“You think they should get together?” Sweetie seemed a bit surprised by this opinion, and Featherweight nodded to confirm his thought, “Yeah, I think so too! They’re so cute when they’re together…” he nodded again, lifting up the two pictures. He held up the one of Applebloom and began to move his mouth like he was talking, waving her picture around.

“Pip likes to talk about Applebloom a lot?” He nodded quickly, smiling as if he was laughing on the inside, “Do you think he likes her?”

To this, he simply shrugged… he wasn’t entirely sure… or at least, that’s what he decided to tell her. He slowly grew still, as if a thought was plaguing his mind. He looked over at his pile, searching for something with his eyes… but he seemed to give up and stop his search after just a few seconds.

“Something wrong?”

He quickly shook his head, trying to blow off his actions. “Hm… Well, I suppose I should help Applebloom… Meet us at our clubhouse in an hour! Pip said he’ll come over and meet you before going there… I think…” Featherweight nodded once more and walked her to the door before waving goodbye.

Back at the clubhouse, Sweetie Belle found Applebloom finishing up a dozen cupcakes, topping off the decorations with a generous portion of sprinkles. “Hey Sweetie Belle! Are they coming?”

“Yup, they’re on their way soon. How’re the treats?”

“Almost done, I just need to add the laaaast ingredient!” Applebloom smiled, taking the vial from the table and removing the, carefully dabbing each cupcake with a little drop of the liquid. It quickly soaked into the cake, the evidence vanishing from sight.

“Applebloom, are you sure you want to do this? I mean… I want a boyfriend just as much as you do… but…”

“I know what you’re saying Sweetie Belle, but we never get anywhere by NOT taking action!” She seemed pretty pumped up by all of this, excited to finally get her boyfriend.

Sweetie Belle felt like she couldn’t get through to the girl… so she just nodded, going along with the plan… “Alright… well what exactly does this stuff do? I want to know what to expect…”

“Not entirely sure, but when Applejack and Big Mac had it, they were having sex with their lover in just a few minutes with their partners.”

“Whoa! Wait, Sex? Whoa whoa whoa! Hold on a second Applebloom. Are you trying to say that we might be having sex here? In our clubhouse? NOW?”

She blinked, “Well it’s a possibility I guess…”

“What if this is like a LUST poison?” Sweetie Belle’s fear began to boil up again, “I’m not ready for that yet! I just want him to like me! I don’t want it like this!”

Now Applebloom was beginning to worry, “Well, maybe it won’t be like THAT… Let’s just relax and see where the situation goes…”

“And what if the situation goes straight to my VAGINA???” she cried out at her, frustrated by this new bit of information.

“It won’t! I promise! I won’t let it happen. I won’t eat any so I’ll be the one to monitor the situa-“

“Oooooh no, You gotta eat at least one or they’ll think something is up! I’M not going to be eating any of them; You’re the one who came up with this and you’re the one who isn’t worry about it…”

In their argument they heard rustling outside, and quickly clammed up. There was a knock on their door, so Sweetie Belle answered it with her magic, carefully opening it up. She spotted the boys, both with eager smiles on their faces, “H-hey guys! What’s up?”

“What’s up?” Pip tilted his head, “You invited us to eat sweets! That’s what! Hehe.” He chuckled and entered, along with Featherweight, who, of course, had his camera. He snapped a photo of the girls before taking a look around the clubhouse. All Sweetie Belle could think was that this photo was now evidence if something happened… “You two still adding onto this place? Why not add a tea room?”

“We uh, were thinking about that.” Applebloom said with a nervous smile, “But for now we just got our living area here… And cupcakes! And juice!” she walked over to the tray, moving the small vial out of sight before bringing the tray to the table.

“Oooo, they smell wonderful!” Pip quickly sat himself at the table, as did Featherweight, after taking a picture of the tasty treats. “They must be fresh out of the oven.”

“Heh, Yup! Now go on! Try one!” Applebloom insisted, “You’re the guests, you should be the first to have one.”

“You’re too kind Applebloom.” Pip eagerly picked up a cupcake and bit into it without hesitation. The two girls watched cautiously, uncertain as to what to liquid would do to him. Featherweight was next, gladly enjoying the snack that was given to him.

Nothing happened right away… the two boys gladly nibbled on their cupcakes, engulfed in the sweet taste, “Why won’t you two join us?” Pip inquired before taking another bite.

Both girls seemed unsure… the boys didn’t seem to be getting affected by the appledisiac. Sweetie Belle kept an eye on Featherweight’s wings. She heard rumors about how pegasi’s wings would spring up when they got aroused… but so far he seemed pretty normal. The two look at one another, deciding that in order to pretend like nothing was wrong, they would both eat one as well.

The both took a nervous bite, chewing slowly. The cupcake was delicious, but the two couldn’t taste it. They were too focused on what they were expecting from the Appledisiac…

The boys finished their cupcakes and moved onto the next ones, eating happily. The girls finished their, but declined any more.

“You girls seem awfully quiet... what’s on your minds?” Pip seemed very questioning at to their odd actions, and apparently so was Featherweight. The two look curious at them, wondering what was up…

“Uh…” the girls looked at each other, trying to think of a lie to explain…

“It didn’t work, did it girls?” The four of the young adults looked at the window, where Big Macintosh stood, glaring at his sister, “Boy’s I think it’s time you went home… I need to have a talk with these girls…”

The two boy’s didn’t argue… the normally silent pony always seemed to have something powerful to say when he actually did speak, so when they were asked to leave, they didn’t argue. “Uh, Yes sir. We’ll uh… see you ladies later.” The two nervous boys headed out quickly, leaving the girls alone with Big Mac.

He quietly waited until they were far enough away before speaking up. “Applebloom do you have ANY idea what that was you were trying to put into their food?” he asked a soft but stern voice.

Applebloom was reluctant to answer… she felt like whenever he spoke like this it hurt her more than If granny was yelling at her, “Er, it was… just a little something to get them to like us…”

“No.” he replied, “That’s not what that was… And if I hadn’t replaced it earlier you’d be doing a lot of stuff you’d regret…”

“But, you and Applejack used it!” She argued, hoping to push the attention away from.

“Your sister used it once… she got greedy and ate a dozen of those apples. She was locked in the orchard all day and she couldn’t stop masturbating…” The two girls looked shocked, an apple that made you masturbate? It sounded unreal, “She was crying within twenty minutes… She couldn’t stop…” The way he spoke of this, it sounded like a horrible fate to be subjected to, “And then she had a ‘guest’ who ate too much of it as well, and they were bumping along for hours…” he tried to use gentle terms to the girls, but it still horrified the girls to no end, “You remember that day a couple weeks back? When she was laying in bed for two days because her ‘back hurt’?”

Applebloom did indeed recall that day, her sister was bedridden for two days, and even after that she couldn’t work for too long… not to mention all the yelling she got from Granny… “Yes.. I remember.”

“Than you know how badly she was hurting from abusing those apples… She explained that she was bruised from how rough she got with her friend… It was not a fun time for her… and it’s a miracle that her friend didn’t abandon her for getting them to do the same thing she did. I couldn’t believe that they’re still together after hearing that story.”

“But… what about you and Cheerilee?” Applebloom tried to find some foothole to grab onto so she wouldn’t be completely without reason, “I saw granny put that stuff in your picnic, then you two finally became a couple the next morning…”

“I didn’t use any of that stuff… We waited until the time was right and we were PATIENT.” His voice raised only slightly, but the deepness and power it held shook the girls to their core, “We didn’t use anything to make our love magically appear… And you shouldn’t either!” he raised his voice a bit more with that last part, making Applebloom flinch back a bit, “It’s just like your cutie marks. You may want them now, but you have to wait patiently until the time is right… Now I never want to see you or you Sweetie Belle using this stuff…” Sweetie Belle was hoping to go the length of this without being talked to directly, but the sound of her name made her flinch. “I won’t tell Rarity or oyur parents about this, but if I catch either of you playing around with it again, I won’t hesitate to do so, am I clear?

“Yes sir…” she said softly, feeling ashamed by her actions…

“As for you Applbloom, I think when you get home I’m gonna have Applejack explain to you how she felt when she was using that stuff… It may feel good for a while but it’s dangerous stuff! And you’re FAR too young to be playing with it! Not to mention playing with the hearts of young boys… You may not be happy about it, but you’d be a heck of a lot sadder about it if they abandoned you for tricking them like that!” He stepped back from the window and walked away, leaving the girls to soak in their own guilt…

Sweetie Belle wanted to criticize Applebloom for bringing up the idea in the first place… but Big Mac seemed to do it well enough. Instead the two were quiet, reflecting on their actions and how they should continue on now…

“I think I’m gonna go talk to Featherweight…” she said softly, feeling the need to explain herself and apologize to him…

Applebloom sniffed, starting to tear up. Her emotions were starting to get to her, the guilt building up and beginning to overflow out of her tear ducts, “Y-yeah… I think I’ll stay here a bit… I’ll meet up with you later…”

As much as Sweetie Belle wanted to stay and help her friend, she didn’t think she wanted to be around when she started to bawl. She knew how much she wanted Pip, but now she could tell that her means to getting him was starting to clash with her own morality… Sweetie Belle quietly left, heading towards town on her own.

She took her time, taking the longest possible way she could imagine to Featherweight’s home. In fact her path took him passed his house half a dozen times, but finally she got the courage to go up to his door and knock. Featherweight answered after just a moment, a concerned look on his face. “Hey Featherweight.”

He tried to smile, giving her a little wave… but his concerned expression quickly returned, looking up and down at her, seeing if she was hurt physically…

“I’m fine, I promise… I just… need to talk with you for a moment…” he nodded, allowing her inside once more. He led her upstairs, where he had apparently cleaned up the pile of photos, but he did push a few towards her to show her as soon as she got inside.. The pictures seemed to be from his room’s window, showing Sweetie Belle walking by a couple of time. They seemed like they were just taken moment’s ago, she barely remembered passing by Caramel just a minute ago, whom was in one of the photos.

“So you saw me walking out there?” he nodded in response, still a worried look on his face. “Yeah… I just needed some time to think of how to tell you this…” He tilted his head to the side, taking a seat to listen to her.

“See… Applebloom said she had this… juice… she called it an Appledisiac… something that makes ponies get really attracted to other ponies…” she didn’t dare look up at Featherweight, fearing that he would have a look of disgust in his eyes, “Applebloom thought we could use it on you and Pip to… make you like us… Because… well… we like you two… And I went along with it.” she glanced up, only briefly before pulling her gaze away once more, “But apparently Big Mac replaced it before we could use it… and it didn’t do anything…”

She took in a shaky breath, trying to keep herself under control, “I’m sorry… I shouldn’t have even tried to go along with that plan. I had no idea what it really was! Big Mac said his sister used it and…” She stopped herself, not wanting to get into the details she had learned from Big Mac, “I-I just… I really like you and… well… I wanted you to like me back…” she finally looked up at him for a decent amount of time, seeing a blush on his cheek. He was still, as if composing the words in his head, trying to make sense of it all…

He raised his hooves, trying to signal something to her, but his thoughts were too complex for him to explain like that… Finally he sighed, walked over and putting his hooves around her neck, hugging her gently. Sweetie Belle sat there in disbelief, “You mean… you forgive me? After all that?”

He nodded, still hugging her gently. She eagerly hugged him back, thankful that her stupid plan didn’t ruin things, “Thank you.. .You’re amazing…” Featherweight hugged her for a moment until he began to hear her sob, shaking in his hold. He pulled back to see tear streaming down her face, “I-I’m sorry… I just… I just thought I was going to lose you forever for doing something so stupid…” she tried to wipe away the tears, but more took their place…

Featherweight couldn’t help but sympathize with her. He felt terrible for her, although he still wasn’t sure how he felt about her even attempting to use that stuff on him… nevertheless, he couldn’t just let her sit here and cry… he stroked her shoulder to get her attention, before leaning in and pecking her lips briefly.

Sweetie sat in shock, uncertain if what she thought happened had actually happened… Featherweight’s cheeks were bright red as he sat there, nervous about her response to his actions. After a moment passed she move close and pecked him on the lips, letting it last a bit longer, “I… I really like you Featherweight…” she said as he held him close.

Featherweight didn’t say a word. He just embraced her affectionately with the biggest smile planted firmly on his face. He pulled back and released her, giving himself some distance. He knew Equestrian Sign Language, and although he was sure she didn’t, he felt like his words would be easy to understand. He pointed to himself, poking himself for a second. He the put his hooves together in front of him face, spreading them apart going slightly upward before curving around, having them meet once more around his waist. Finally he pointed at her, giving her a bashful smile.

Sweetie Belle blushed fiercely, “You like me too?”

He shook his head, redoing the second symbol once more… obviously in the shape of a heart…

Sweetiee Belle blinked, taking note of how much emphasis he was pushing on the heart symbol, “You… Love me?” he nodded quickly, feeling very bashful about the situation. Although Sweetie Belle felt her cheeks heating up from the shyness she was suddenly feeling, she moved in for another hug, “Thank you…”

Featherweight pecked her cheek once more, enjoying the warmth and comfort she was giving him. After a moment he felt a sense of curiousity overwhelm him. He motioned for her to wait while he went to his cabinet. He went through ha few pictures before pulling one out, bringing it to her.

It was a photo of a familiar bottle being held by an unknown pony. The label clearly said Appledisiac on it. He motioned toward it wit ha curious look.

“Y-yeah… that’s the stuff she wanted to use…” She blushed fiercily, shifting awkwardly as she began to recall how Big Mac described it. She looked back up, seeing him flushed… and his wings sticking out.

“You’ve… you’ve heard of that stuff?” she asked softly. He nodded slowly in response, “and… you know what it does?” He hesitated, but nodded again, feeling very warm as certain thoughts went through his mind, “and even knowing that you still forgive me?”

His smile returned to his face. He gently laid the photo down and held his arms open for another hug, to which Sweetie Belle gladly accepted, “You’re too forgiving… but thank you.”

They held one another for another moment, before she pulled away, “I’m really happy about this, but Applebloom is still upset… I think I should go and talk to her… Maybe get her to talk to Pip…”

Featherweight nodded in understanding, taking a stand. Sweetie Belle seemed confused, “Wait, you wanna come too?” he nodded again, holding his hoof to his forehead in a salute. He was very loyal to his friends, and he felt it was his duty to help. Sweetie Belle grinned, “Alright! Let’s go!” He went to his cabinet and pulled out a folder and stuffing it into his bag before going back to her, ready to go.

The two ventured out back to the clubhouse, still a bit weary about Applebloom’s predicament. She carefully opened the door with Featherweight close behind.

The living room showed no sign of Applebloom, but they could hear noises up in the bedroom. The two carefully went up the small staircase, opening the door. The bed was huge, bug enough to fit the three grown mares comfortably. However Applebloom lay alone, curled up under the blanket, crying into a pillow.

Sweetie Belle carefully made her approach, hoping to comfort her. She sat by her side, stroking her through the fabric. Applebloom jumped a bit in surprise, but she didn’t move much more than that. “Hey… I know you’re upset… but you gotta come on out of there…”

“I’m a horrible person…” she mumbled softly, he voice muffled under the covers, “I’m a horrible HORRIBLE person…”

“No you’re not, Applebloom… you just made a mistake… we all do…” She tried to tug the sheet away, but Applebloom had a pretty firm grip on it.

“I could’ve made Pip do horrible things against his will… I almost did!” she began to get more erratic, raising her voice a bit.

“ALMOST, But you didn’t… Nothing happened and everyone is okay…”

“NO! It’s not okay!” she threw the sheets off, glaring at Sweetie Belle, “I’m greedy! I was willing to do ANYTHING to try to get Pip! I’m jealous that he’s with Diamond Tiara, I’m envious that she’s with him, and I’m angry that I can’t get him! I’m just a horrible person!” she began to wail, flopping her head into the pillow, muffling her sadness.

“Applebloom, that’s what makes us ponies.” She said softly, still remaining calm even after being yelled at, “We’re all a little greedy sometimes… and jealousy and envy are just natural things to feel… It’s admitting these things that make us good ponies, and trying to better ourselves so we’re not as jealous or greedy… Or angry…” She stroked her back gently, still trying to comfort her, “Just calm down and we’ll go talk to Pip… I’m sure he’d think better of you if you’d admit what you did and apologized…”

“Yeah… like that would work…” she mumbled between sobs.

“It worked for me…” Sweetie Belle replied softly. Applebloom looked up curiously, wondering what she meant, and then noticed her looking off to the side. She looked as well and saw Featherweight standing there, a little smile of encouragement on his face.

She blinked hard, unable to believe that he was there with them, “Wait… so… she told you everything? The appledisiac stuff and how we were gonna use it on you? And… you’re okay with that?”

He nodded, but he also waved his hoof back and forth, a bit uncertain with his answer… he noticed a piece of paper and a pen nearby and went over to scribble a note down. He handed it to the girls, and they read it together.

‘I’m not exactly thrilled with the idea of being tricked into loving someone… but when she came over and admitted her actions to me I could see the guilt within her. I knew she didn’t want to do it, and she truly regretted ever trying it… Plus, I kind of liked her beforehand… And Pip likes you Applebloom, he always seems happy with you.’

Applebloom sniffed, reading over the last line once more, “Yeah… right… Pip never showed interest in me…” She looked up, seeing Featherweight alright looking through his bag. He pulled out a couple of photos and laid them out for her. All of them had Applebloom and Pipsqueak together, one at a fireworks display, one at a carnival, and one just outside the school. In every one they both seemed happy, cheerful, and close…

Applebloom examined the pictures, she saw a happiness in their eyes that she didn’t notice before… like they had a connection… but he doubt still plagued her, “But he’s with Diamond Tiara, he’s happier with her than with me…” again, Featherweight expected the response, and tossed a few more picture onto the bed; These all of Pip and Diamond Tiara.

One featured Pip carrying a stack of bags and boxes on his back while Diamond Tiara seemed to be pointing at something, most like something else she wanted to buy and wanted HIM to carry. Another was the two on what seemed like a dinner date; with Diamond seemingly talking on about something she thought was incredible. Another was just the two walking together, Diamond looking off into the distance… In every picture Pip had the most miserable look on his face. No happiness, no love, nothing…

Applebloom couldn’t help but feel her heart twisting into horrible shapes at the sight of Pip’s sadness… “Are you sure he’s always like this?” Featherweight gave her another nod, assuring her of his own honesty…

“Than what are we waiting for?” She suddenly sprang up to her feet, standing tall with a newfound confidence in her heart. “Let’s go save Pip from Diamond Tiara!” she suddenly bounced off the bed, rushing out the door. Sweetie Belle and Featherweight quickly followed, heading toward Pip’s house.

Applebloom quickly knocked on Pip’s door with a great sense of urgency. After a moment without a response she knocked again, hoping he was home. There was still no reply, “Did he say he was meeting her somewhere else?”

Featherweight shook his head, moving past Applebloom to just open the door. It was unlocked so he walked right in.

“Featherweight! You can’t just break in like that!” Applebloom scorned, but he continued up the steps. Applebloom sighed and headed up anyway…

As they ascended, they began to hear some voices down the hall. The three stayed closed and approached Pipsqueak’s door…

“Aw, Pip… I got all these treats for you, why won’t you have any?”

“I’m full, I had some snacks at Applebloom’s place just a moment ago… why don’t you have one?”

She seemed to ignore his question, “Applebloom???” She sounded disgusted at the name, “You’re still seeing her? She’s a dirty little farm girl! We’re a much higher class than that!”

“She’s fun! I like her.” He quickly replied, trying to defend her.

“You like her? It sounds like you LOVE her! You’re not CHEATING on me, are you?”

“NO! Of course not! I’d never do that!” Applebloom gently pushed the door, cracking it open ever so slightly. Inside she saw Pip and Diamond Tiara setting together on a loveseat with a tray of cookies in front of them.

“Than why are you so defensive of her?” she demanded, sounding irate.

“Because she’s nice! She’s just a fun pony to be around, y’know?”

“She’s a dirty workhorse with no manners, and she’s probably had a night in the hay with every guy in town.” Applebloom twitched, tempted to jump in and strangle the harlot, “We’re better than that my little Pip. We’re practically royalty in this town! We deserve only the best, and that’s why you deserve ME.”

Something seemed to come to Featherweight’s mind, and his urgent tapping on their shoulders got their attention. The two girls looked at him with a confused expressiong while he searched his bag. He pulled out a photo of Diamond secretly showing off something to Silver Spoon. In her hooves was a glass bottle that Applebloom recognized immediately. her eyes turned back and searched the room. Sticking out of a pocket in Diamond Tiara’s purse was a very familiar vial with a very familiar liquid inside… except this one was half empty…

“Now come on Pip, won’t you eat at least one cookie? I spent all day making them just for you…” she held one up, pushing it toward Pip. He rolled his eyes and unenthusiastically opened his mouth.

“STOP!” Applebloom burst into the room, shocking both of the ponies on the couch.

“AH! Applebloom?” Diamond Tiara was probably more scared of her sudden entrance than Pip was, but it was a perfect opportunity to throw mud at her, “You were SPYING on us? How DARE you! See Pip? I told you she was a horrible pony! Tell her to get out of your home.”

Pip ignored Diamond, focusing on Applebloom, “Applebloom, What on earth are you doing here?”

“I wanted to talk, but you didn’t answer… Featherweight let us inside…” Featherweight gave a casual wave from the hall, allowing her the space she needed, “But she’s trying to drug you!”

“WHAT???” Diamond tiara tried to sound as offended as possible, obviously overacting her part. Applebloom glared at her and jumped over the bed toward her purse. Diamond saw what she was doing and leapt after it as well. The two ran into one another, but Applbloom managed to get the vial before her, “With this!”

“Ah! No! That’s mine! Give it back! PIP!” She cried for help in an attempt to take it back.

Pip continued to ignore her, “What is that?”

“It’s an Appledisiac! It’ll mess with your hormones! And I bet Diamond Tiara put them in your cookies!”

Pip turned to Diamond Tiara, expecting an argument against the accusation… but she hesitated, “I… It’s not that! It’s just… a little apple flavoring! Yeah, that’s all it is!”

Pip wasn’t sure who to believe… but he was leaning one way… “Why didn’t you want a cookie, Tiara?”

She hesitated again, “I just… I’m on a diet.” She insisted.

“You sure made an awful lot for me then.” He looked at the pile of cookies, easily enough for four people to chow down on.

“I wanted to make suer you had plenty! That’s all! There’s nothing wrong with those cookies!”

“Well then here…” Applebloom opened the bottle up, removing the dropper with it, “If it IS an Appledisiac, We’ll know… If it’s just apple flavoring… I’m sure it won’t do any harm…” She glared at Diamond Tiara, challenging her lies…

“I don’t need to prove anything to YOU!”

“If it’s just apple flavoring than you have nothing to worry about… But you’re the one on trial here, and you have to either admit your guilt or try to prove your innocence.” She smiled, she felt like she had her in a corner, there was nothing she could do but admit her wrongdoing to Pip.

Diamond glared back, suddenly snatching the bottle and swigging it’s entirety in a mere second. Applebloom tried to stop her, but she was already finished… she stared in shock at the scene. If a few drops made Big Mac so worried… what was about to happen now that she drank the entire bottle?

“Ha! See? Nothing wrong with me! Just a little apple flavoring… Now then, Pip? Would you be so kind as to tell these INTRUDERS to get out of your house? We’ll eat some cookies together and enjoy ourselves after that…”

Pip sighed, “Applebloom, I’m sorry, but you did enter my home without permission… We’ll talk later, just… head on out for me, okay?”

Applebloom stared at Pip, still shocked at Diamond’s action, “Just, h-hold on a second, she’s-“

“Look, Applebloom, I appreciate you trying to help me, but nothing bad is going on… We’re just sitting here eating cookies… now, can you three just head on-“

Click. The simple sound caused everyone to go silent. Featherweight was looking through his camera, taking a picture of something behind Pip. Everyone turned their heads, looking at Diamond Tiara…

She was fidgeting… like she was itchy all over…she tried her hardest to look natural when everyone started to look at her, “Wh-what? Hey! He said-irk… He said get out! Leave us alone! STOP LOOKING AT ME!”

“Uh… Diamond Tiara… are you feeling alright?” Pip inquired, raising his brow at her.

“I-I’m fine… I’m perfectly fine! Juuuuust fine, nothing BUT fine, hehe…heh…” Everyone was staring at her, seeing the sweat beginning to form on her brow… “WHAT? Just go! Get out! Leave us alone so we can be by ourselves!”

Applebloom began to get worried, “I think… you might want to go see a doctor… or… Granny Smith, I think she’ll know what to do about this… before it get’s worse…”

“What are you talking about? I’m FINE!” She insisted, although she was still fidgeting uncontrollably…

“Applebloom…” Sweetie Belle spoke up, “How strong IS that stuff anyway?”

“I have no idea… It looks like Apple Cider almost… but it looks like it’s concentrated… could be a dozen apples worth of juice in that one vial…”

“And… didn’t your big brother say your sister was crazy all day from a couple of apples?”

“WHAT? Crazy?” Diamond Tiara spoke up, beginning to lose her cool, “What do you mean CRAZY?”

Everyone began to back aside, including Pip. Applebloom tried to explain, “I toldja, it messed with your hormones… makes you want to have sex…” she explained calmly, “But… that’s only a drops worth… you just drank half a bottle…”

Diamond Tiara let out an ‘eep’, starting to get worried, “It’s YOUR fault! You made me drink it!”

“If you hadn’t have lied about it you wouldn’t have to worry about it! You knew what it was and you took it!” Applebloom quickly responded.

“If I die I’m telling my daddy on you!” She let out a frustrated scream, quickly running out of the house with her tail between her legs… Everyone began to calm down, but another click caught their attention. Featherweight was snapping a picture of something on the carpet. They all looked down and saw a suspicious pool of clear liquid… it wasn’t the Appledisiac, and it seemed to trail after Diamond Tiara’s escape… which Featherweight began to document now that she was gone.

“Wow… That… That could’ve been me…” Pip mumbled, walking over to the cookies, taking a sniff at them, “They do smell like apples… I guess she really was trying to drug me…” he quickly stuffed them into the little garbage pail, letting out a sigh, “I knew she was trouble… I mean, what kind of pony would do that to someone else?” he turned around, facing Applebloom again, “Thanks, you really saved me!...” he noticed a bit of a grim expression on her face, her eyes looking at the ground. “Applebloom, what’s wrong?”

Sweetie Belle reached over, pulling Featherweight aside, “Lets leave them alone.” She whispered, pulling him out quickly.

Applebloom didn’t respond, quietly rubbing her foot into the carpet, “I… I’m no better than she is…” she mumbled softly, looking away.

Pip grew concerned, quietly moving closer to her. “What do you mean? You saved me from a sex crazed delusion… How can that make you bad?”

“Because… I was going to do the same thing at the clubhouse today…” she took in a shaky breath, wanting to get her confession out all at once before she burst into tears, “I was going to put the same stuff in your cupcakes because I thought it would make you like me… I didn’t know it was so potent, I thought it would get you to love me instead of Diamond Tiara. If Big Macintosh hadn’t switched the bottle… I-I-“ she didn’t have the breath to continue, she took in one more deep breath but instead of words she released a series of sobs. Her body collapsed onto the ground, covering her head with her hooves, “I’m sorry! I’m so sorry Pip! I didn’t want to hurt you! I just wanted someone to love me! But I‘m a horrible person! I’m no better than Diamond Tiara! I don’t deserve to be loved!”

Her tears seemed to have some affect on Pip… he reached over and stroked her head, trying to get her to stop crying, “Oye… Stop crying… I hate seeing mare’s cry…” Appleblom sniffed, attempting to stop herself. Her wails slowly turned to quiet sobs. “You stopped Diamond Tiara from doing that to me… so you can’t be ALL bad…” she sniffed loudly, parting her hooves to give her a window to look up at him, “But if you had just said something to me instead of trying to drug me, we wouldn’t have any of these problems… Did you really think that was the proper way to get to me?”

She hid herself again, “I just… I couldn’t tell you… I couldn’t bring myself to tell you… I wanted you to come to me… and… I didn’t think about what I was doing…”

Pip sighed, “No, you didn’t think…” He was being very blunt, but he tried to accompany every criticism with some for of encouragement, “But, you tried to make up for your actions once you realized how you were wrong.” He stroked her head gently, thinking quietly for a moment, “I think I can safely say that I’m not going out with Diamond Tiara anymore.”

Applebloom opened up her little window again, “Really?”

“NOR am I going out with you.” He sounded stern, it reminded her of Big Mac’s lecturing, “You were planning on tricking me into being with you just like Diamond Tiara did… I don’t like being tricked…” Applebloom whimpered hiding herself once more, “But… you accepted your mistake and admitted your wrongful actions, while Diamond Tiara constantly denied what she was doing… and I’m happy that you’re mature enough to do that…” Before she could get happy again he shot her down once more, “But it’ll be a long time before I forgive you for this… and you’re going to have to do a lot to make up for it…” Applebloom stared up at him, starting to get confused as to where he stood on all this… “Maybe bake me some REGULAR cookies tomorrow and we’ll share them at lunch… how does that sound?”

Applebloom couldn’t believe it, he was forgiving her! Sort of… At least he wasn’t condemning her! “Yeah! Sure! Of course!”

“Great… Who knows? Maybe you’ll earn my forgiveness and… a spark might happen…” he gave her a smile and she gave him a hug, squeezing him tightly and thanking him a dozen time before letting him go.

“Thank you Pip! I promise, I won’t do anything stupid like that ever again!” she wiped a few rogue tears from her eyes, happy that she had gotten all this off her chest.

“Your welcome… now, didn’t you have a couple more of those cupcakes left over at your place? The uh… the NON-sexual ones…”

She nodded, “Yeah! Wait, no… I threw them out… even though they were clean…” she decided against going into detail about her little breakdown… including how she bucked a few trees until the bark started coming off…

“Well, why don’t all four of us go and bake some more?” he suggested with a little smile.

“Okay! I’m sure the others are downstairs. Let’s go get them!” She rushed down the stairs with a newfound happiness in her heart. Pip followed only to stop as she did. She was staring at something in the living room. Pip circled around her, taking an eyeful of the sight at hand…

Moment earlier, Sweetie Belle led Featherweight down the steps, avoiding the trail the Diamond Tiara had left behind. “That is kinda nasty… I can’t believe that stuff does that to ponies…” A thought crossed her mind as she took a seat on the couch, “I wonder what it would do to a unicorn…” she said aloud.

Featherweight seemed to have a response. He put his hooves to his forehead, pushing them out like little explosions, or sparks coming out of his imaginary horn…

“Heh, like a little fireworks show, huh?... I bet a Pegasus like you would have pretty stiff wings if you took it.” He hoof stroked down his back, going over the extent of his wing from the base to the tip of his last feather.

He blushed brightly, his wings suddenly extending at her touch. She quickly pulled away, feeling embarrassed, “Oh gosh! I’m so sorry. I-I didn’t mean to… I guess I was just thinking about what I was thinking about and… not what I was doing…”

He smiled , rubbing the back of his head. He gave her a look that told her it was okay, that he didn’t mind. He moved closer, extending his wing around her shoulder, pulling her to his side. She eagerly moved into his embrace, snuggling happily into him.

His own curiousity got the better of him… he eyed her horn for a moment before reaching up, running his hoof up it’s length. She squealed, jumping a little at the touch. He quickly pulled his hoof away and put on an apologetic expression.

“Heh… It’s okay Featherweight.” She smiled assuringly at him before moving close once more, “I think horns are just as sensitive as a pegasus’ wings…”

Featherweight nodded, letting out a quiet sigh of relief. “But you know… my lips are just as sensitive…”

He blinked, blushing brightly at the comment. He looked down at her, wondering if she was being serious. She just smiled up at him, teasing him with her grin. He smiled back down at her and leaned close, placing his lips to hers, kissing her with all his heart and passion… Little did they know that the other two had finished their conversation, and were now at the bottom of the steps.

Pip noticed Featherweight’s camera nearby and picked up it, quickly snapping a photo of the two.

Sweetie Belle let out a yelp, and quickly parted from Featherweight, “Oh, you uh… you two are cool already?” Her face beamed bright red, as did Featherweights, “S-sorry, we didn’t mean… I mean… We didn’t come down here to… do that… it just kind of um, happened…”

Applebloom couldn’t help but giggle, And Pip just started to laugh, “Thought I should commemorate the happy couple with a photo.” He said, holding up the camera.

“So… are you two uh… okay, now?” Sweetie Belle asked with a hopefully smile.

“Well… no...” Pip shook his head a bit before continuing, “She’s got a long way to go before I forgive her for this…” Applebloom sunk just a bit, still having a deep pain in her chest from her actions, “But I’m happy that she’s mature enough to admit her mistake…” this caused a little happiness to bubble up in her, a sense of hope in her future. “We were going to go bake some more cupcakes, do you two want to join us?”

“Uh…” Sweetie Belle seemed uncertain, so she turned to Featherweight hoping for an answer from him. The two stared at each other for a moment… Sweetie Belle wasn’t going to say anything because she wasn’t sure… And Featherweight was a mute, so there was a very long pause between the two of them… Finally featherweight made a kissy face, making Sweetie Bell giggle and finalizing their answer, “We’ll catch up to you later…”

Pip laughed, “Well make sure it’s not in MY home, okay? I don’t think my mum would appreciate strangers making out in her living room.”

The two love birds quickly hopped off the couch and headed outside together, their tails wrapped around one another as they trotted away.

Applebloom giggled, the cute sight of her friend kissing her love was adorable… although she couldn’t help but feel like because of her mistake she may never know that feeling…

“Hey uh… Applebloom… I have a confession…” Applebloom turned to Pip, who suddenly had a blush on his cheek. “Just for the record… If I had a choice for whom was gonna give me that stuff… I would have preferred you…”

Applebloom stared in disbelief… was he flirting with her now?

“It was still a deceitful thing to do And it was wrong on SO many levels…” he quickly made sure that she understood his meaning by this confession, and not to get confused, “And I NEVER want you to use that stuff on me against my will EVER again. And even though I’m still hanging out with you I’m still very upset and it’s going to take a LOT of time and effort to regain my trust… But…” his tone softened, and the blush got a little brighter, “I would’ve taken you over Diamond Tiara any day..”

Applebloom blushed brightly, shifting bashfully as she looked away, “Y’know… If you weren’t mad at me I would’ve kissed you for saying something that sweet…”

A little grin appeared on his face, “Well I AM mad at you… but maybe those cookies will make me a little more happy…”

“Eeenough for a kiss?”

“Don’t push your luck Applebloom.” He said it in the nicest way possible… which surprisingly was pretty comforting to Applebloom…

The two began to walk out the door before Applebloom stopped, “What the?” She stepped in something and lifted her hoof to see what the warm liquid was… “EW! Diamond Tiara cum! Ew ew ew ew eww!”

Lonely to the core.

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Appledisiac 4

“I don’t want to ask her!”

“She’s your friend and we need her help!”

“But for THIS??? I can’t just ask her for her help about the apples!”
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“Well we don’t have anypony else to ask, so either get to asking her NOW or we could get in some serious trouble.”

“Ugh, Fine…” Applejack left the house with a full set of saddlebags and a frown, just finishing an argument she was never meant to win with her grandmother. She trekked into town, heading straight for the library. She was annoyed, frustrated, and worried; a dangerous concoction of emotions that she was trying to get a hold of before she reached the library…

She knocked on the front door, hoping her friend was around, “Twilight! You there? I needja for a sec!”

The door handle engulfed itself in magic and turned, opening the door for Applejack. Twilight smiled as she saw her friend standing outside. “Applejack! It's good to see you. What brings you here?”

“Uh… Well, it’s kinda of um… Mind if I come in?” She was obviously not happy about what was going on, so she wanted to speak in private…

“Of course! Come on in, make yourself at home.”

“Thanks Twi.” She quickly scurried in, setting down her saddlebags.

Twilight shut the door behind them, looking concerned, “Is something wrong, Applejack?”

She let out a sigh, giving her a nod, “Yeah… something is wrong.. it could be VERY wrong if things don’t go well…”

“Oh no, Is there some way I can help?”

Applejack was thankful for her eagerness to assist… but still, this wasn’t exactly the kind of thing she wanted to ask a friend, “Yeah, hopefully… see, we have these ‘special’ apples on our farm… They have a strange way of making a pony… er… how do I say it?” She mumbled quietly, trying to think of a gentle way to put it.

“Dizzy? Irrational? Irrate? Irritable? Sick? Sore? Achy?”

“Horny”

“Wait, what?”

Applejack could help but let out a snort and a chuckle at her reaction, but she still felt awkward about the whole thing, “It makes a pony horny... makes intercourse a heap loads better… But it can be a bit dangerous in large doses…”

“Oh my, how dangerous?”

“Well it just makes you horny for hours… like uncontrollably horny… Trust me, I know, it ain’t fun…”

“Ooookay…” Twilight seemed very confused about the situation, she only hoped Applejack would explain where she fit into all this…

“Anyway, skipping the details, the stuff works well in small doses, but now we have an issue… a teenager bought some of the juice made from these apples and drank too much… she had to be knocked out for a few hours until it wore off and now they’re saying it’s bad for ponies, even though she admitted to taking a whole bottle’s worth of the stuff… what I need from you, er... what i'd appreciate from you is for you to test it and prove that it’s safe to drink in the right amount… or they might sue the farm, or take it away! or worse...”

“Okay… and why exactly am I the one to do this?” She couldn’t help but wonder what credentials Applejack thought she had to test out a sex drug…

“You’re always doin’ stuff with your fancy science and your chemistry stuff! I thought you’d know what to look for in these apples to see that they were okay… Everypony in town will believe you if you do! And we won’t have to worry about getting sued by the parents of that pesky brat…”

“Uh, well… I suppose I could…”

She suddenly got embraced in a hug, “Aw! Thank ya Twilight! You’re too amazing! i brought you a couple dozen of the apple and a few bottles to test. Now, whatever you do, do NOT eat more than one apple at a time, or more than a DROP of juice at a time, okay? I may not know the sciency stuff about this, but I know much more than that ain’t good for ya… Anyway, I REALLY appreciate it Twilight, but I gotta go now! I’ll see you in a few days to check up on things!” she patted her back, pulled away, and in a flash she was gone.

Twilight stood there, dumbfounded by the sudden interaction… in less than a minute she was unwillingly given the task to test out apples for how they affect hormones… Something she didn’t exactly support… She sighed softly, it was her friend, and she WAS in trouble… plus it meant she could learn something new, so it wasn’t all bad…

Within minutes Twilight had beakers, Bunsen burners, microscopes and a few computers set out to examine these strange apples. It didn’t take her long to see that these apples did have a lot of bacteria that increased hormone activity in the body, but exactly what that meant in large scale, she wasn’t entirely sure. The bacteria didn’t seem to be harmful in any way, but more testing would need to be done.

As she began testing the juice with her own blood, it was apparent how small amounts could keep hormone production up for a long period of time… but she was starting to realize that the vagueness of her experiments was going to require a test subject soon…

“Hey Twilight!” Spikes voice knocked her out of her concentration, startling her briefly, “Whatcha doing with all these apples?” She was about to scold him for sneaking up on her during her research… but a juicy crunch caught her attention.

She turned around to see Spike holding one of the bright red apples, and a large bite was taken out of it, “Spike, is that one of the apples in that bag over there?”

“Yeah! And wow is it delicious! Applejack mustve had a great harvest this year!” he opened his mouth, preparing for another bite, but Twilight quickly snatched it away before he could, “Hey! I only got a bite out of that! what's the big idea?”

“Spike! I’m expirementing with these! They’re suppose to have a weird effect on the body and I’m trying to see if they’re even safe to eat!”

Spikes eyes widened, “Oh no! I’m gonna die! O-o-or I’m gonna be a zompony!” he began to panic, running around in circles.

Twilight scooped him up in her magic, placing a few vital sensors on his body, “You’re not gonna die, Applejack took much more than that, and she’s fine now…”

“Now? What happened between then and now?” He asked, continuing to get worried…

“Well, it wasn’t pretty apparently… but I’m here… I’m going to make sure you’re okay…” She sat him down gently on the table, patting his head before turning on the sensors, “Okay, you seem pretty normal right now… maybe a little worried… but just calm down a bit…”

Spike took in a deep breath, nodding, “Okay… I’m calm… Im calm…”

Twilight nodded; confirming his calmness with her readings, “Okay… so, how do you feel now?”

“Um… Fine I guess…” he shrugged, he wasn’t exactly sure how to feel. “I mean, I don’t feel BAD… I’m a little tired I guess… and hungry, do you think I could finish that apple? Y’know, since it won’t kill me…”

Twilight shook her head, “No Spike… I don’t know what effects it will have on a dragon.”

“I’m not a baby dragon anymore, I should be fine.” He wasn’t as short as he once was, but he was still small in comparison; probably a decent amount bigger than a foal.

“Yes, but you’re still small in comparison… Which may have an effect on you.” Twilight noticed a small increase in his heartbeat, but thought nothing of it.

“What exactly is suppose to be the ‘effect’, anyway?” He didn’t seem worried anymore, Twilight’s certainty seemed to keep him calm.

“Well, if I tell you than that might ruin the experiment… Why don’t you just tell me how you feel as time goes by?”

“Hm… Well… I guess now I feel a bit tingly…” he smiled a little, seemingly getting lost in thought…

“Tingly huh? Anything on your mind?”

“Rarity…” He blushed at his own answer. He didn’t take the time to think before answering, “Er… Um, well, yeah..”

“Hm… okay… Anything specific about her?” she asked, noticing more changes in his system…

“Oh, nothing really… Just thinking about her… I remember when she asked me to help her out with some dresses she was making… And how she modeled in some of them to find out my opinion on them…” he seemed to be lost in a dreamy state, his mind lost in thought, however his mouth was letting her in on all the details.

“Go on…” Twilight’s eyes flicked back between him and her screen, seeing how his actions were being reflected on the screen. “What was she wearing?”

Spike didn’t really pay that much attention to how Twilight was acting, but he answered her questions calmly enough, “Well, there was this one dress she wore, lots of silk and frilly stuff, but it looked REALLY good on her… And then she put on a saddle with bits of fuzzy, cotton stuff… really soft… the last thing she showed me was a really tight skirt and stockings… heh, those things went really high up… I didn’t tell her this, but the skirt was just a biiiit too short for her, hehehehe-er…” He suddenly blushed brightly, crossing his legs nervously, “Um, I suddenly don’t want to be part of this test anymore…” he said as he timidly gripped the edge of the table.

“Hold on.” Twilight suddenly poked him with a needle, extracting some blood, “Okay, Go ahead. Tissues are by my bed if you’re heading to the bathroom.”

He quickly hopped off the table and began to rush away, “Okay, tha- Wait, you KNEW???”

“You ate the apple without my permission; don’t get mad at me…” She said quickly as she put the blood under the microscope, “You should be okay, but if not, come and get me, okay?”

He was too distracted by his own predicament to get annoyed. He instead rushed off to take care of his… problem…

Twilight examined the blood sample, and taking notes on her findings. Even his single bite had an effect, but it didn’t seem to be as potent as it was when she used it on her blood. She took a look at her earlier blood sample and saw that it was already back to normal, “Hm, so it DOES seem to wear off fairly quickly with a regular dose… I just hope Spike is okay…”

She began to clean up her work area, disposing of the mess and putting some of her tools away. She couldn’t help but notice how many apples and how much juice was left over… she barely used a single apple and half a bottle of the juice… What would she do with all of this stuff?

After a few minutes of cleaning and putting her notes away, she headed up the stairs to the living room, finding Spike heading down the steps from the second floor, “Spike, you feeling okay?”

“Y-yeah, I’m good now…”

“Good, I didn’t put away the vitals sensor yet, could you come down for one more screening?”

“Uh, yeah… I guess…”

The two headed back down and Spike got stuck to a bunch of sensors once more. Twilight examined the information, “So, how do you feel Spike?”

“Uh… well… a bit tired, but… good… And I’m still hungry!”

“Hm, so back to normal you’d say?” She asked as her pen scribbled some notes down.

“Yeah, I guess…”

she knew this question was going to have to come up eventually, so she felt like she might as well ask now, “Can I ask exactly what you did while you were away?”

Spike blushed, turning away, “I uh… nothing…” he twiddled his thumbs nervously, trying to act innocent.

Twilight rolled her eyes, “Spike, I’ve seen the magazines you try to hide in the bookcase… I know you know more about this sort of thing than you let on. Now I know it’s embarrassing, and frankly under any other circumstance I REALLY wouldn’t want to know, but here I’m examining these apples to help the Apple family… now I NEED to know exactly what’s going on with these apples and what they do.”

He stern and slightly demanding speech finally got through to Spike, “Okay… It… Made me horny when I thought of Rarity… and… I masturbated when I got to the bathroom…” he spoke softly, but it was loud enough for her to hear.

Twilight couldn’t help but blush at the discussion they were having, but she pressed on, “Did it feel any better or worse than when you normally do that?”

“How do you know that I normally do it?”

“Spike this is already REALLY weird for me, please don’t make it worse…” Her cheeks seemed to be just as red as his were, neither of them enjoyed the conversation.

“I-it did feel better… my skin felt extra sensitive and… well, it felt REALLY good…”

“Okay… Did you feel like you had to do it more than once?” She recalled how badly Applejack said it affected her, she could only imagine that meant she did it more than once…

“Well… no, not really… I finished once and… that was it really… I didn’t have any desire to jerk it again.”

Twilgith twitched, “Did you REALLY have to use the term ‘jerk it’?”

“Sorry, got carried away…” he turned away again, still refusing to make eye contact.

“Okay, so it felt good, but you didn’t have any desire to go again… and that was with a big bite of a single apple for a dragon… And your vitals seem normal again.” She briefly checked the microscope once to see his blood, “and your blood sample has no more evidence of the bacteria… Sooo I guess it’s over now… you’re fine!”

Spike let out a sigh of relief, “Thank goodness… you had me worried for a minute there…”

“I’m good with my craft.” She said with a proud smile. She plucked the sensors off her friend and began to clean up one final time.

“Okay, sooo… I’m gonna head out I think…” he said as he hopped down from the table.

“Out of the basement? Or out-out?”

“Out-out.” He replied as he headed up the steps.

“Okay, say high to Rarity for me.” She told him as he headed up.

“I never said I was going to Rarity’s place…”

“Uh huh, I know you too well, Spike.” She gave him a grin, to which he rolled his eyes at.

“Fine, I will… Don’t go gobbling down those apples and reading your saucy novels while I’m gone.”

Twilight blinked, turning back once more, “How do you know about those?”

“I know you too well, Twilight…” Twilight blushed a little, feeling a bit awkward knowing that Spike knows her secret… well, one of them anyway…

She spent a few minutes examining her notes, including Spikes vitals… it didn’t seem like it HURT him… and he said it felt good… so, maybe it wasn’t so bad… She knew she needed pony test subjects now, but she couldn’t help but feel weird about giving the apples to ponies when she herself didn’t exactly know how they felt…

“Maybe… I could try out an apple… see how it feels… I mean, it shouldn’t hurt me, Apparently a lot of ponies have tried it, so it couldn’t be deadly or permanently harmful…” she slowly worked her logic towards trying it out… not only for her scientific curiosity, but her… personal curiosity…

“Okay, it’s settled, in the name of Science and my friend’s reputation I’m going to try this apple on myself to further my research into it!” She stood proudly, trying to convince herself that this had nothing to do with her own primal curiosity into the subject…

She plucked the best look apple out of her bag and headed upstairs to her room, looking for a comfortable place to set her experiment. She locked her door to her bedroom to give herself some privacy before laying herself on her bed. Her magic held the fruit in place above her, giving her time to examine it. It didn’t look any different from any other apple. It just seemed like a really bright red and a shiny skin… nothing strange or alien about it… certainly nothing sexual… but still, how would anyone know it wasn’t just a regular apple?

The curiosity was getting to her… so she leaned forward and took a dainty bite from the fruit. The texture was just perfect and the juice tasted so sweet. She let out a soft sigh of happiness as she chewed her first bite. Twilight tried to remain scientific though, not allowing her emotions to get in the way. She tried thinking of the proper way to explain it, but the only thing that came to mind was ‘perfect’… she tried another bite, still looking for the right words to describe this forbidden fruit…

Before she knew it, all she was left with was the stem and a few seeds… she sighed, placing them in the garbage can while she laid there… she wasn’t feeling anything yet… but she did feel pretty good… She giggled at a rogue thought, thinking it was kind of funny how Spike reacted when she was asking him all the embarrassing questions. She let out a sigh, thinking of all the good times they had. She always cared for him like a little brother. He was always there to help her and although they had their fights, they did love each other.

She felt a little giddy for some reason, but nothing too extreme… she took a mental note of her emotions and how her body felt, but she kept getting sidetracked…

She remembered the saucy novels that Spike mentioned… Yeah, she did have them… and she DID read them, more often than she would care to admit… she began to think of a specific character from one of her novels… Sherclop Holmes… the world’s greatest detective, easily seeing through any trick and trap set before him to solve the worlds toughest mysteries… not to mention he was a suave ladies man. In every novel it seemed he was with another mare, swooning his way into their hearts with his devilishly good looks and slick tongue… “mmm, slick tongue…”

Twilight had to admit, it was her secret fantasy to meet the rogue stallion… She quietly imagined him in her head, as her hooves began to stroke against her sensitive stomach. He was dark skinned, had a well trimmed mane, and that strange hat detectives always seemed to wear. even THAT looked good on him in her mind. His bright blue eyes and his devilish smile alone would be enough to win her over. “Oh he could have me any day…” she whispered to herself…

Her face suddenly blushed fiercely. She just now realized where her wandering hooves found themselves. Her lustful thoughts brought herself to a position she found familiar and comforting, but also one she felt guilty and shameful for. She always enjoyed the moment itself, but looking back on it she always felt weird about her feelings, like she was selfish and dirty… but those feelings would come later; right now she was getting very antsy, her body begging for some attention…

She decided that for this occasion, using the special apples deserved something more than her hooves could offer…

Without leaving her bed, she used her magic to unlock her dresser drawer and open it, pulling out a hunk of black rubber. She blushed at the mere sight of it, other than what some textbooks showed and this, she didn’t really know what a guy’s penis looked like… she could only imagine the comforting warmth of another person being inside of her felt… but the rubber wasn’t a terrible substitute… she poked it, wiggling it around in the air. It didn’t move too much, it was fairly stiff, but just flexible enough to compromise to somepony’s will.

This wasn’t enough though… no, she felt TOO good for this to satisfy her… she never felt this tingling sensation running through her like this before, and she wanted to make sure this was memorable. She recalled an illusion spell she had learned from one of her books… something she never really had an opportunity to try. It was suppose to manifest a hologram of sort of objects or creatures, portraying the caster’s conscious or subconscious thoughts through it. “I wonder… Maybe if I just…”

She concentrated carefully; surprisingly the spell was fairly easy to focus on. Possibly because she knew it would further her sexual advances on herself, therefore making it easy in this lustful haze she found herself in. As he horn glowed brightly a form began to take shape before her, and soon it took on a recognizable shape; a stallion. His bright blue eyes shined brightly in contrast to his dark skin. A small smile appeared on his face as the rest of his body finished taking form, “Hello Miss Sparkle…”

Twilight took a look at the image she had created; a replica of the character she had fallen for in her books, “Sherclop Holmes…” she muttered, staring at the illusion. It almost looked real, but there was a distinct glow that matched her horn’s magic…

She suddenly blushed, trying to cover herself with her blanket. There was someone else in the room and she was exposed, “I-i… uh…” She wasn’t sure how to react to the situation even though she was the one to bring it up.

“I didn’t expect to find you like this when you invited me up here…” he carefully removed his hat and placed it on a nearby hat rack. “Are you trying to flirt with me Miss Sparkle?”

She blushed, realizing that he was acting like he did in all of her books… so she tried playing along, “Well… Mr Holmes… I thought we could discuss your most recent case further… in private…”

“Oh?” Sherclop stepped closer to her bed, his devilish grin expressing his desires to her, “Do you not think that I’ve been… Thorough… enough in my investigation?”

Twilight squealed in her head, this was going to be a very enjoyable moment for her… “Oh I wouldn’t say that…” she asked as she pulled she sheets higher, making the stretch taut across her form, “I just think you haven’t pressed your witnesses deeply enough… You’ll need to get ‘inside’ them to truly understand them…”

“Oh you think so?” He asked, stepping onto her bed. The illusion was very realistic, as if it had weight the bed moved down to accompany it, “Do you think I should be a bit more invasive of my witnesses? Including you?”

“I have lots of secrets, Sherclop.” She said without missing a beat, “You’re going to have to put in a lot of effort into getting me to talk…”

Sherclop chuckled softly, “Ms Sparkle I do believe before I leave you’ll be screaming all I want to hear…”

Twilight couldn’t take it anymore; she stood up and bent over for her illusion, demanding its attention. The illusion of Mr. Holmes seemed to sprout a manly appendage from nowhere and mounted her with it. She could feel the weight of his body, but when he ‘penetrated’ her, it just didn’t feel right… it wasn’t really inside her as she wanted it, it was more like a ghost pushing through her skin… it wasn’t a terrible feeling by any means, but her desired to be filled up wasn’t being met.

Her quick thinking brought the sex toy over from the dresser, and with a little magic, she synced the illusion up with the rubber penis seamlessly. Holmes tried once more, pushing his way inside her with his physical member. This attempt made her yelp in surprise. She never pushed it into herself that quickly, or with that much force, but her desires portrayed through the illusion seemed to be taking over. She moaned loudly, biting down on the pillow as the illusion had its way with her. She took quick breaths through her nose, grinding her teeth into the fabric while she was being bucked by her subconscious. She let out an array of noises from moans to yelps and cries, all signaling her enjoyment of the moment.

“Oh god! Sherclop! More! MORE!” she demanded, and as such her illusion obeyed, getting into a better position before pushing it’s way in deeper with a more rapid pace. Every push it gave her sent spikes of pleasure throughout her body. She found herself drooling onto the pillow that she rested her head on.

After a moment her legs began to give out on her, her lust becoming too much for her tired legs to handle. She managed to flip over and lay on her back without having the illusion pull out. She smiled up at the stallion briefly before closing her eyes, allowing it to continue it efforts. Holmes leaned down and nipped at her neck, biting her gently, sending more waves of pleasure down reverberating throughout her body. Finally she found herself closing in on her climax. She started gripping the sheets and grinding her teeth before letting out a howl of pleasure, sending sparks of magic through the room while wetting the bed with her own love lubricants.

She laid there in a haze, slowly crashing down from her high. Once her breathing began to become regular, she opened her eyes, expecting her loving stallion to still be there… but he was gone… just like the mares in the books, she was left alone with nothing but a memory of the mysterious detective. The love and passion she thought she had was nothing but a lie, and manifestation of her own subconscious trying to fill a hole in her heart.

Speaking of filling a hole, she felt the toy still lodged deep within her body. She couldn’t think of what to do with it now that this was all over. She wanted the object out of her, but she felt it was the only companion she had right now, and didn’t want to let it leave her… however just thinking about it caused her muscles to contract, slowly pushing the object out on their own. The sound of it slowly sliding out, and the mental image of it covered in her own juices made her sick to her stomach. The rubber penis finally found it’s way out, popping out of her body, laying between her legs. she felt her cum slowly dripping out of her, making her feel ashamed for her actions, more so because she enjoy them so much, it almost felt sinful. She began to sob softly, curling up in her blankets. Her last thought before drifting into a dreamless sleep was to have someone she could call her love…

The next morning, after a long cold shower, she sat at the breakfast table, trying to think of her next move with the apples… she considered dumping the project onto someone else, but Applejack trusted her to help, and she couldn’t just abandon her friend even if the apples made her sick to her stomach. She heard something come into the room, and figured it was Spike.

“Hey, Twilight, you okay? You went to bed pretty early last night… I guess all that work with those apples really wore you out, huh?”

Twilight blushed brightly, “Wh-what do you mean by that?”

“Uh, all that testing, sciency stuff… I guess it wore you out?”

“Oh… That…” she sighed, relieved at his true meaning, however her reaction to him gave her secret away.

“Wait, you TRIED it, didn’t you?”

Twilight flinched, cursing herself for giving it away, “Y-yeah… I did…”

Spike was quiet for a moment… waiting for more, “And?”

Twilight sighed again, she seemed to be doing that a lot lately, “And yes, it felt good for the time being, but I don’t like it… it… Made me feel like there was an emotional connection with another pony that doesn’t exists and now I feel terrible because I’m conscious enough to realize it was all a horrible lie…” her head collapsed onto the table, covering her head in shame… “I don’t want to work with this stuff anymore, I don’t like it…”

Spike was quiet for a moment, thinking about what she said, “Well… maybe it just wasn’t meant for you… The apples I mean…” Twilight looked up at him, wondering what thought had apparently manifested itself in his head, “It made me think of Rarity when I took it… Maybe it’s meant to uh… strengthen or… Make you realize a bond you already have with someone else… It makes you think about how much you love or care about someone and amplifies it… I’m sure you thought of someone when you used it, right?”

Twilight blushed a little, moving her gaze somewhere else, “Sherclop Holmes, yeah…”

“Ye- Sherclop? Really? Hm… Uh, anyway, you have a connection with that character, that personality and it amplified that connection, even though it wasn’t a real pony… It made me think of Rarity, and we have a connection… so… Maybe that’s what it does…”

Twilight considered his thoughts, running it through her own mind, “so… maybe I should find someone who has a connection and see if it amplifies their love for one another….”

“YEAH! Exactly! I’m sure there are plenty of couples in Ponyville who would be willing to help.”

Twilight raised her brow, “Like?”

Spike opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out… he was silent, trying to think of any couple he knew that they were close to… one that had been together for a while, “Mister and Misses Cake?” he suggested with a shrug.

Twilight considered it quietly… they were married, so they loved one another. They had kids, so they obviously have already been in bed together… “That might work! Why don’t you send an invitation for me and I’ll get an experiment set up for them?”

Spike stared in disbelief, “You want me to just walk up to them and tell them they’ll be trying out a sex drug?”

“Of course not!” She had a bit more fire in her now, taking a stand and pouring herself some orange juice, “Telling them what the effects are suppose to be would ruin the experiment…”

“Oh, yeah, THAT is where this whole plan goes awry…” Spike rolled his eyes, letting out another soft sigh. “My point is how are you going to get them to agree to take this stuff while you’re observing them?”

“I’ll figure that out while you’re out. All you have to tell them is that I have a little experiment and I’d really appreciate their help, you don’t have to tell them anything other than that.” She sipped the juice, ideas going through her head about how to get this to work.

“Okay… I guess I’ll try…” he shrugged and headed out, leaving Twilight to her plotting…

Spike arrived about an hour later, bringing the loving couple in with him.

“I’m telling you I am NOT stressed out!”

“And I’m telling you that you ARE stressed out, Cup!”

“Carrot, The only thing that is stressing me is you telling me that I’m stressing out!”

Looooving couple…

Twilight was a bit surprised to find them back so quickly… although she did already have the preparations finished, “How’d you get them over here so quickly?” she whispered to Spike while the couple bickered.

“I told them this was a stress relief thing…” he whispered softly, although considering how loud the married couple was, it probably wasn’t necessary.

“If you’d just listen to me for once-“

“Oh! Listening? YOU want to talk about LISTENING?” Mrs Cup Cake scoffed at the suggestion, “How many times do I have to ask you to get me something when I’m in the kitchen? How many times do you have to say ‘in a minute honey buns!’ like you just don’t care.”

“Uh, Hello?” Twilight calmly tried to break up the fight with a little greeting… the married couple looked at her, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

“Oh, sorry there Twilight… We didn’t mean to argue in front of you…” Cup cake bashfully rubbed the back of her head, “So what’s this about?”

“Well, it’s uh… basically a stress remedy… before we start though could you two fill out these consent forms?” she use her magic to present to forms to them, “Just to say that you’re agreeing to take this test.”

“Sure, I can’t see why not…” Mr. Carrot Cake took the pen and scribbled his name down quickly, before turning to his wife, seeing her reading through the lengthy document, “Oh come on, Cup Cake, It’s Twilight. We can trust her, just sign it.”

“I want to know EXACTLY what I’m agreeing to here… I don’t want it to come back and bite me in the bum… You remember the incident with our house payment…”

Carrot groaned, “Oh come on! I took care of the problem! It’s over! Why do you have to keep bringing it up?”

“Because I’m hoping that it might get through your skull NOT to sign something without reading the fine print… but apparently you’ve forgotten about that already.”

Carrot rolled his eyes, preparing to counter her claim, but Twilight stopped him, “Mr Cake, why don’t you have a seat and relax.”

“I think I will. thank you Twilight…” he grumbled something under his breath as he sat down. Cup Cake glanced at him but said nothing before finally signing the document and taking a seat beside him, making sure to keep her distance from her husband.

Twilight was starting to get worried about her experiment, but she pressed on, “Okay, so, I have these two strips here…” she presented them with two adhesive strips, placing them on the backs of their necks, “I’ll check these later for sweat… Don’t worry too much about them.” The two didn’t seem bothered by the strips, still quiet after their small clash…

“Oookay, so… Before we start the experiment, I need you to eat a little something.” She presented them with two delicious looking apples… Spike looked at them, then back to Twilight… he knew exactly what they were, “An apple should do, just enough solid and liquid to get you ready…”

Carrot took the apple graciously and began to nibble on it, “Ooo this is really good…” he commented.

Cup Cake shook her head, “Oh I don’t need it, I had a snack before we got here…”

“Oh just take the darn thing, she’s trying to offer it to you for a reason, so just be grateful and take it…” Carrot rolled his eyes before mumbling, “Besides, it wouldn’t kill you to eat something not covered in frosting…”

Twilight and Spike froze, expecting hell to released upon the earth from Mrs. Cake… however she only glared daggers at him before taking the apple, taking a big chunk out of it, “Mmm, it IS really good… Thank you Twilight…”

Twilight waited until they were both almost done before looking at the clock, “OH! Wait… darn, I forgot, I need to go pick up something from the hospital! Mr. and Mrs. Cake, can you wait here for a bit? I gotta go.”

“Oh sure honey!” Mrs. Cake waved her hoof to dismiss her, “I was hoping to get out of the kitchen for a bit anyway, you take your time. We’ll be right here waiting.”

“Thanks, I should be back in about an hour… maybe more if they’re busy… come on Spike!” she motioned for Spike to join her as she headed out the door, leaving the couple alone.

“Wait, how are we going to observe them if we’re gone?” Spike noticed Twilight seemed to be walking around the house rather than toward the hospital.

“You know that secret room I had put in? Well, I plan on using that to observe them.” She began to levitate her and spike up into the tree, opening a break in the leaves to reveal a small door, “I moved all my equipment in here so we can observe them.”

“And they don’t know? Isn’t that… like, REALLY wrong on many different levels?”

“In the document I explained that they should expect to be observed at all times while they remained in my house… so they should have expected it…” inside the little room were all her vital recording equipment, some paper and a pen for notes.

“Still, this feels REALLY wrong… Besides, how can you record their heart rate and stuff all the way up here?” he looked through the one way mirror, seeing the Cakes sitting on the couch below.

“That tape I put on them is enchanted, it connects directly to my machine through magic… that way they can do what they want in private.”

“Twilight, this is still REALLY wrong…”

“No it’s not.” She said simply as she began to turn on the equipment, “It IS my house after all… if they get naughty in here I should be the one mad, not them…”

“Well, I’m not cleaning up after them…” Spike mumbled, looking curiously at them as they sat there…

The Cakes finished their apples and sat there quietly… the two seemed to regret letting Twilight go and leaving them alone, now they had no one to talk to other than each other. The two sat in an awkward silence… until Mr. Cake started to chuckle.

Cup Cake seemed confused, “What’s so funny?”

Carrot wiped a tear from his eye, still snickering, “You-heh… you remember what you said to me before Spike came inside?”

Cup Cake blinked, “Uh, you mean the thing about ‘if your brains were dynamite you wouldn’t have enough to blow your nose’?”

Carrot suddenly burst out laughing, “Yeah! That! Ha! I have to say, that was REALLY funny…”

Cup Cake began to snicker too, “Heh, yes, I suppose that was a good one… although it wasn’t as funny as your comment about uh… oh how did you say it? About my butt.”

“Oh! No, you were saying that the shipment of fudge we got was packed too much and was too big to fit through the door and I said ‘are we talking about the box or your butt?’ That’s what happened!”

“No! Not that one, although that was pretty funny, I almost missed it for a second, but I mean the one from today. It was right before the brain joke I made.”

“OH!!! That one! I said if you sat on a rainbow your big butt would make enough Skittles to feed a third world country.” The two began to roar with laughter. Carrot slapped his knee while Cup held tightly onto her sides. The two moved closer, leaning against one another to hold each other up while they laughed. Soon the laughter died down, and Carrot spoke up again, “But you know I was only joking… Well… I suppose that’s not true, I was just angry at you… I didn’t want to hurt you…”

Cup cake smiled, giving her husband a nod, “I know… I was mad too… I suppose I shouldn’t have said such hurtful things… I don’t even know what we started all that fighting for anyway.”

Carrot leaned a little closer, trying to think, “We’ve been upset for a few days now… I think it was on our shipment day… Oh! I remember, I thought we had ordered enough sprinkles, but you insisted we didn’t with that big cupcake order… I purposefully didn’t order as much as you wanted and when it came in you got mad…”

Cup nodded, “That’s right… Well, it turned out we did have enough, didn’t we? I should’ve taken your word for it…”

Carrot shook his head, “No, you were being cautious. I should’ve ordered extra just in case. It’s better to have a little too much than not enough, right? I’m sorry honey buns…”

Mrs. Cake smile, pecking her husband on the chin, “I’m sorry too. I love you…”

Carrot Cake smiled down at his love, leaning close to kiss her passionately. Cup Cake accepted his love and gladly returned it tenfold. The two slowly embraced one another and began to make out like a couple of teenagers.

“Blegh…” Spike gagged at the lovey dovey scene laid before him, “I’m gonna gag.”

Twilight was busy taking notes and keeping an eye on their vitals. She noticed their heart rates were beginning to rise. “Don’t be that way Spike, you know if it were you and Rarity down there you’d be the happiest guy in the world…”

Spike didn’t reply right away, Twilight figured he was trying to think of a witty reply, “Shut up…”

Twilight just giggled, continuing to observe the couple as they kissed on the couch.

Carrot Cake pulled away, breathing heavily, “Wow… I haven’t felt this good in… ages!”

Cup cake nodded in response, “I know what you mean… I guess a little time out of the kitchen really helped…”

“Yeah… The fire of the kitchen was overpowering the fire in our hearts…”

Cup Cake smiled, “Oooh, Carrot, I didn’t think you still had that little poet in you.”

“There are a lot of things inside me that you’re beginning to bring out right now, my lovely Cup Cake…” He pushed his chest against hers, smiling sinisterly.

Cup Cake bfelt her cheeks heating up, quickly turning a deep red color, “Oh Carrot, i-I don’t know if this is exactly the right time… or place for that matter… Twilight will be back soon.”

“She said she’ll be back in an hour… We have time if you’re willing to make it…”

Her own grin began to appear, “Mmm, y’know I don’t think we’ve ever done it in someone else’s house before…”

“First time for everything, love…” He pushed her toward the couch, laying himself ontop of her as he began to kiss her passionately.

“OH GOD! They’re doing it!” Spike cried, quickly turning around, although Twilight kept her eyes locked on the subject, “How can you watch this.”

“It’s for science, Spike, I have to observe the subjects.”

“You’re starting to worry me about all this Twilight…”

“I’m just observing how the two interact after being subjected to the apples.”

“SEX apples!”

“I don’t believe that it’s as simple as that…” Twilight looked away at the vitals for a moment before turning to Spike, “They were angry at each other just moments ago, I don’t think any sexual desire would bring them to peace with on another that quickly… If anything they’d separate and take care of it themselves…” She turned back to the couple making out on her couch, checking on them briefly before turning back to Spike, “I think you were right… the apples strengthen the connections we have with someone we care about. It overcame the anger they had for one another and strengthened their bond… They truly love each other, and the apples helped them realize it…”

Suddenly a loud cry came from the living room. The two looked down just in time to see-

“Oh god! I’m leaving!” Spike quickly turned and headed toward the door, “I don’t care how much science is involved, I’m not watching two middle aged ponies have sex on the couch. OUR couch…”

“I understand Spike, I’ll stay…”

“That still worries me about you Twilight…” he closed the door behind him as the noises from the living room grew louder… Twilight watched them silently, but instead of research or even sexual pleasure, all she could think about was the companionship the Cakes shared… the love and affection of having someone close like that… something she herself was so desperate to find…