1 - The New Job
Wednesday morning. You are walking through the halls of Canterlot High. Your mind rotates around all the people who denied you a job. Ever since your parents stopped paying you pocket money, there has been a desert in your wallet. You are eager to find a new source of income, but you have yet to manage to get anything going at all.
Arriving at your locker, you put your books away. The upcoming class is art, so you won't need them. Frustrated by all the failed attempts, you slam the door shut and turn to get to your class. When all of a sudden, an apple hits you in the face. Applejack was walking down the hallway with her friend Fluttershy, gesturing wildly with her hands.
The apple she held slipped between her fingers, rocketing towards your face. The sudden impact of the red fruit makes you stumble backwards and crash into the lockers. Applejack and Fluttershy are looking at you, barely able to contain their laughter.
"Ah'm mighty sorry there! Let me help ya'll up," Applejack extends her arm, and pulls you back up.
"Thank you Applejack," you say, brushing of your clothes.
You bow down to pick up the culprit who caused all the drama.
"I think you lost something," you say, handing the apple back to Applejack.
"Again, I'm mighty sorry," she says, still trying to hide her amusement "If there's something Ah can do for you, just tell me,"
"I'm fine. But I have to get to class now," you say, walking off into the opposite direction of the two girls.
While you walk, you think about how this one apple almost ruined your mood for the day. Apple. Suddenly, you remember a small detail. Sometimes your mind works a bit slow. You turn a 180 degrees and run after he two girls.
"Applejack wait!" you call after them.
She stops and turns around.
"What's the matter?" she asks you.
"I thought of something you could do for me," you tell her.
"So what is it?" she asks again.
"Don't you live on a farm?" you return the question.
"Yeah, so?"
"Well, I thought maybe you needed a stable boy or something. I'm currently searching for a job, you know," you explain to her.
"Not really, we only have two horses after all," she says, crushing your hopes.
"Oh, okay. Thanks anyways," you say sorrowful.
Already turning around to leave, Applejack surprises you for the second time of the day.
"But we could need someone to help with the apple harvest this year," she thinks out loud "It's getting cold pretty early this year and Big Mac and I thought about getting help so we can make it in time,"
"That sounds great! When can I start?" you ask with replenished delight.
"Well, Ah have to talk to Big Mac and Granny about this first, but Ah'm sure Ah have an answer for you tomorrow," she dampens your enthusiasm a bit.
Still with a smile on your face, you thank her again and finally make your way to art class.
The next day
When you arrive at the school building in the morning, you see a tall, bold guy standing in front of the entrance. It looks like he is waiting for someone else, since you never saw him before. Walking past him to get to you class, he suddenly grabs your arm.
"You are the guy AJ offered a job, right?" he asks you.
Caught off guard by him, you only manage to stutter out a yes. Finally your mind catches up and remembers Applejack talking about her brother. This must be him.
"You must be Big Mac. That's right I asked Applejack if there was a job available on your farm," you finally answer his question.
"Well, you look a bit slender. Picking apples is hard work, are you sure up to the task?" he asks you straight forward.
His statement is a bit rude and hits your ego a little, but he is right nonetheless. Looking at your arms, they could be easily mistaken for toothpicks. But regardless of that, you need the job.
"How about this, I work the first three days in trial. Wage free," you suggest, "And then you can decide whether you're keeping me,"
He raises an eyebrow, taking another look at you before nodding at you.
"Fine. Tell AJ I said its okay," he closes the conversation with that sentence and leaves.
Watching him walk away, you stand there a bit confused, but happy nonetheless. The bell reminds you that class is waiting for you. Sitting through the physics lesson, you smile from time to time over your luck of finally finding a job.
Well - almost finding a job, you still have to make it through the trial. But being confident about that, you stop thinking about it for now. Going to the locker after class to put your books away, you still haven't seen Applejack jet.
Sitting through two more classes, you enter the cafeteria with a nervous itch, not having seen Applejack the whole day. There probably won't be dinner when you come home anyways.
"Hey Applejack," you greet her.
"Hiya," she greets back with a small smile "Did Big Mac find you?"
"Yeah, he met me before school. He said it’s okay," you reply.
"Well that's mighty fine! Wha' don't ya have a seat with me and we'll talk everything through," she suggests.
After getting your lunch and heading for an empty table to talk, you sit down and take a bite from your tasty burger.
"Okay, first you need to know our schedule," she starts "Ah usually start working as soon as I get home, but I reckon you can't come every day. You gotta do your homework after all."
"I mostly have class until lunch, except for Wednesday. I could get to the farm directly after and work until 7. That should leave me with enough time for homework," you throw in.
"That sounds fine, but Ah think you should only work three to four hours the first day's," says Applejack "Ya know. To get into it,"
First Big Mac, and now her. It stings a bit in your stomach. But still, you agree with her.
"Sounds fine to me. I agreed with Big Mac on working on trial first days anyways,"
"Ah think it’s time to speak about money,"
You anticipated and feared this moment likewise. On one hand, you need and want the money. But on the other hand, moneytalk always makes you feel uncomfortable.
"We thought about paying you 400$, plus you can take some of the apples home for your family," Applejack offers.
That is a lot more than you expected and you unconsciously smile.
"But don't think we pay for nothin'! You gotta do your part as well," she reminds you.
"Got it! So is it alright if I come tomorrow after lunch?" you ask, accepting her offer.
"How about I pick you up after school? Ah have one more lesson after lunch then I can work you in," Applejack suggests.
You finish lunch together, talking about school and classes. Afterwards, she goes off to her next class, and you home. The next day will be rather exhausting, so you choose to go to bed early.
*** The next day after Lunch ***
Classes have just ended, and you wait for Applejack at the entrance of the cafeteria. You didn't tell her your address yesterday, to pick you up after school. Soon, she approaches you.
"Hiya, what's the matter?" she asks you.
"Hey Applejack, I forgot to give you my address yesterday," you say, handing her a small piece of paper with your address scribbled on it.
"Alright, see you later then Ah guess," Applejack says, leaving for lunch.
You head home and go to your room, searching your drawers for something to wear on a farm. Since you can't find anything better, you decide to go with a pair of, rather tight, jeans and a plain brown t-shirt. You really should get yourself something more comfortable to wear for work. Maybe a nice shirt and a more loose jeans. Since summer shoes are not suitable for the muddy fields of a farm, you dig out your winter boots.
Already changing clothes, you see that there is more time left before Applejack comes along and decide to do some homework before she arrives. Taking out the chemistry books and working for about an hour on the formulas, the bell finally rings. Going downstairs, you open the door and Applejack greets you smiling as you open.
"Are you ready to go?" she asks, and looks down before starting to laugh.
"I think you might need more than that," she says.
Looking down yourself, blood rushes to your cheeks. Standing there in underwear with a mad blush, you're jumping backwards, excusing yourself to hurtle the stairs and put pants on. Fully dressed, you return to the door, hopping on one foot while putting the second boot on.
"Is this better?" you ask, trying to cover the embarrassment with humor.
"You bet, now follow me," she says, leading the way.
Locking the door, you follow her down the road. It takes only 25 minutes and you stand on the edge of a not only big, but humongous farm.
"Welcome to Sweet Apple Acres!" she says, swinging her arm over the horizon.
The trees seem endless in any other direction than the one you just came from. Applejack, taking the lead again, walks down the dirt road towards a red barn. Though it already looked big from the distance, it takes you 2 minutes to get there. As you come closer, Big Mac steps out of the door of the house next to the barn and looks into your direction.
"Just let me put mah stuff away, and we can start right away big brother,"
He nods in your direction and Applejack goes inside. She returns shortly after without her bag, but with her hair done in a ponytail. Opposed to the open way she wears it at school.
"So Big Mac, let's show him around," Applejack claps her hands, eager to start working.
"Eeeyup,"
"First, we'll show you the barn and the cellar where we store our apples," she begins.
They lead the way around the house and towards the barn. Each one taking a handle, they pull open the doors. In front of you appears a tower of crates. A small path between them leads to the back of the barn which is hard to make out in the dim light. From what you can see, they are all empty.
"This is where we store most of our harvest, but we can't fit all in here," she explains before walking over to a wooden cover on the ground, "That's why we have our own cellar. That's also where we ferment our cider,"
You know the hard cider they make. It's sweet taste is truly memorable, but they rarely have enough for more than 500 people. That's why it's sold out within minutes usually and you only got lucky to get some once. Maybe as their employe, you have a higher chance.
"Okay, now you know where to put em'. It's time to learn how to pick em',"
They lead you to an apple tree close to the barn and Applejack nods her head toward it, prompting you to show her what you can already. Stepping under the tree, you crane your neck, finding them hang way above you. You have to jump to pick them one by one.
After getting the third one, you can clearly hear Applejack and Big Mac giggling behind you back. Turning around, you see them trying to hide their amusement at your attempts. Big Mac steps forward and up to the tree. He gets in position and kicks the tree like a guy from a Kung Fu movie. It would look ridiculous, wasn't it for the result. The tree shakes madly and apples start raining down. One of them lands on your head and Applejack snickers at your baffled expression.
"Looks like you have to learn a lot until you can pick apples like we do," she manages to get out wit a semi-serious voice.
Trying to save some of your honor and impress the Apples, you go over to another tree and try like Big Mac did. It stings in your foot as it hits the bark. Despite your lack of training, about a fifth of the apples actually come down.
"Not bad for the first time," Applejack sounds somewhat impressed with your second try "work on it, and you might be able to compete with us,"
With those words, she kicks the tree you just harassed yourself and makes the rest come down. The 'thump' of the fruits hitting the ground rings in your ear. She wasn't exactly a slim girl, but you never would've expected such a strength out of her.
"Ah' think for the first day it's going to be enough if you pick up the apples we drop," she decides.
In lack of a better idea, you nod your head. Big Mac and Applejack are starting to buck the trees. One by one, they lose their apples. Picking up the apples at the speed that they get dropped at is quite challenging. Soon, the two are way ahead of you and in your panic you call at them to stop. They turn around to you in surprise.
"What's the matter sugarcube?" Applejack asks you, slightly confused.
"I can't keep up with you two," you explain yourself.
"All right. Big Mac, how bout' you get your wagon and start bucking apples at the southern field?" she suggests.
"Eeeyup,"
With these 'words' he walks off and Applejack starts bucking the trees again. As told, you pick up all the dropped apples. But sometimes, there are not so many apples to fall, and you can examine the work of Applejack. She leans over and short before the kick, her ass flexes. Even though her figure might appear slim and powerless, her legs are able to shake down all the apples of one tree. You knew that she does not participate in any of the sports groups. That is more of Rainbow Dash's thing.
She continues to buck the trees and you collect the apples, bowing down repeatedly. At some points Applejack grants you time to catch up with her, or stack the full crates on the wagon. This time, she is leaning against the next tree, drinking some cold water while you collect the last apples from the ground.
"Are you already done?" you ask joking.
What was meant as a joke, turns out as a ton of work for you. Applejack bucks a record amount of trees in the next hours. You can hardly keep up with collecting them, but somehow manage to do so anyways. Two more hours pass, and Applejack finally turns around and speaks the golden words.
"That's enough for today,"
She helps you collecting the rest. And as you got all of them, you heave the crates towards the wagon. Only stretching and wit Applejacks help, you manage to get it on top of the high stack. While you take a short break from work, Big Mac approaches you from the barn.
"You two did a good job," he says, looking at the wagon.
Not waiting for an answer, he walks around the wagon and pulls it towards the barn.
"Wait," you call after him "let me help you with that,"
Grabbing one of the handles, you pull it together with him and the weight of the cart seems to disappear by the combined effort. Soon, you get to the barn and store the crates inside.
"Do you need more help?" you ask Big Mac, hoping for a no after the hard day.
"Nope," he says, shaking his head.
Your day is finally over, and the sun is already settling over the horizon. Walking towards the dirt road with heavy legs, gravel crunching with every step, your back feels sore. Before you cross the house, Applejack cuts in your way.
"That was an impressive first day! We harvested as many apples as Big Mac and I would," she tells you.
"Really?"
"Yeah," she replies, sounding really content with your performance.
"So Monday the same time again?" you ask.
"Well, I thought since you can't work on Wednesday, why don't you come in tomorrow?" she suggests.
You think about it for a second. Saturday is usually the day you go to parties and clubbing. But since you don't have any money at the moment that falls short anyways.
"That sounds good," you reply, actually looking forward to it a bit "When do you start working tomorrow?"
"We usually start working at six in the morning," she tells you "But Ah reckon eight would be good enough for you to show up,"
"Alright, see you tomorrow at eight Applejack," you say goodbye and turn to leave.
"Just one more thing," she stops you once more "Please call me AJ, you know since we work together and all,"
Smiling at her, you nod your head. On your way home, your mind wanders around apples, picking, crates and all the other impressions you got today. Twenty minutes later, you arrive at home. Entering your room with heavy eyes, you fall out of your shoes and into your bed. Sleep takes a hold of you in mere seconds. When your eyes open again, it is already Saturday. You didn't set yourself an alarm, but luckily you wake up at six.
Having quite a lot time left until your presence is required at Sweet Apple Acres, you step under the hot shower. Letting the water run over your body, you relax your muscles and soul. After toweling, you eat a substantial breakfast before leaving early. After the short walk to the farm, you arrive at the barn, look around and spot Applejack and Big Mac. They are on the fields already. You get another wagon form the stable, fill it with empty crates and pull it towards the siblings.
"Good morning you two," you greet them as soon as you are in hearing range.
They greet you back, seeming surprised and impressed with your early appearance.
"How are you?" asks Applejack.
"Surprisingly well," you reply "I thought I'd get aching muscles, but no sign of it so far,"
"So, are you ready for the next round?" she throws you a crate from their wagon.
"You bet," you catch it, and start picking up the apples they just dropped.
"Do you want to go to the southern field again Big Mac?" Applejack asks her brother.
He nods and 'eejups' before taking their half-filled wagon and pulling south. Applejack doesn't waste any time and start bucking right away. Starting off a bit slow, you soon get back into it and manage to increase your speed to the prior day. Either that, or she was working slower today. Working for over half an hour, Applejack reaches a tree with only few apples in it. You collect them quickly while she gets in position to buck the next one. Her leg darts towards the trunk, delivering a powerful kick. The impact not only shakes the tree, but her butt jiggles too. Looking at it, you want to look away before she catches you staring at her inappropriately.
"What are you waiting for?" Applejack asks you, as you stand there motionless.
Snapping back to reality, it doesn't seem like she caught you peeping. She already moved to the next tree. Hurrying to not let her run ahead too much, you return to work. The rest of the morning goes by fast. Occasionally, you take a glance at her. With the sun already risen high, you both start sweating from the hard work. You clothes stick to your bodies. And when you watch her kicking another tree, you can feel your pants get a bit tighter. A bell rings over the orchard, making both of you turn towards the direction it came from.
"That’s Granny Smith, dinner must be ready," Applejack says behind you "Would you like to eat with us or do you have other plans?"
Turning around to her, you say that you'd love to. She stretches her arms to relax her shoulder and her shirt moves a bit.
"I think you might want to button that back up," you say, pointing at her shirt.
The top buttons opened and reveal a good bit her cleavage. She wears a green bra and realizing that you were just staring at it, you look away a bit ashamed. But it is Applejack who blushes and hastily reaches down to button her shirt back up.
"I - we better get a movin'," she says rushing past you.
You start following her and catch up with her as she enters the house. The dinner goes quietly and it takes for the dessert until Applejack speaks again.
"Ah think you did a good job. You can come back Monday, and then we'll see if we keep you,"
"But I haven't brought the apples in the barn yet," you reply.
"Big Mac and I will do that later. You only wanted to work half time the first days, remember?"
"I do, but let me just finish this. It feels wrong to leave mid work," you try to convince her.
You want to leave a good impression after what happened earlier. It is a trial after all, and you need to convince them to keep you. After a short thinking, Applejack nods her head, agreeing to your statement. But her face tells a different story. Almost as if she wants you to leave. After finishing your dessert, you go back to the orchard and bring the cart to the barn. It is quite heavy, especially without Big Mac helping you like yesterday. But you don't want to ask Applejack for help right now. Storing the crates inside, you return the wagon to Applejack.
"So, Monday after school, right?" you assure yourself "I have another lesson after lunch, because Miss Cheerilee was ill last Thursday. So I would come here directly after school,"
"Alright, see you then," Applejack doesn't even look towards you.
On your way back to the main gate, you say goodbye to Big Mac and head home. For the remainder of the day, you do your homework and watch some TV. As the sun slowly settles and it gets dark outside, you go to bed. Not feeling that sleepy, you decide to masturbate. Browsing for some images on your phone, a recurring image flashes before your inner eye. It is Applejacks butt, how it jiggled when she kicked the trees. Her clothes, sticking to her body in the heat of the sun. And finally her cleavage. Giving up trying to focus on the images on your screen, you put the phone away and yank to the mental images. Shortly after relieving yourself, the sleep takes a hold of you.
Monday at lunchtime
You're standing in line to get your food, when someone taps on your shoulder.
"Hey there Sugarcube,"
Turning around, you find Applejack standing behind yourself. She has usual smile on her face, nothing like last Saturday.
"Hi, are you here for lunch too?" it is after the words left your mouth that you realize how stupid they sound.
"Why don't you sit with us?" she asks.
You're wondering who she means with 'us'. Looking behind her, you see 5 girls who you quickly recognize as the ones she usually sits together with.
"Sure, why not," you say, following them to an empty table after you all got your lunch.
"Tell us, how fabulous is working on the farm?" the girl, who you remember as Rarity, asks you "I heard you do a great job,"
"I do my best. And it's fun to work in nature. You know what you've done when you go to bed after the day," you answer her question.
"Eww," Rarity shrugs.
Besides you, you can hear Applejack snickering. Her southern accent adds something cute to it.
"Ah have only one more lesson after this. Do you want to go with me?" Applejack asks you "To the farm Ah mean,"
"Sounds good to me. I'll have to make a stop at my locker though, so I'll meet you at the entrance,"
"All righty then," she says with her smile.
The rest of the lunch goes quiet for you. The girls are chit-chatting about their classes. Sometime you catch them glance at you, like you have something on your face. With the end of lunch, you separate from them and go to your respective classes. The time flies. Soon, you find yourself at the entrance, where Applejack already awaits you.
"Are you ready?"
"Yup, can't wait to get started," you say with enthusiasm.
"That's the spirit,"
You both get moving, and during the walk you chat a bit about classes. It turns out that she is much smarter than you would expect from a farm girl. Arriving on the farm, you get the cart and crates. The day goes along as the previous ones, and before you know it the sun is already starting to settle. You're putting the last crates onto the wagon. As you reach for the handles to pull it back to the barn, Applejack stops you.
"Ah've seen that you can pick them apples up. But it would be much better if you could buck em' too," she says "Come over here and I'll teach you,"
You take position next to the tree she pointed at. Getting into the pose you saw her take so many times now, you wait for further instructions.
"Ya'll just gotta raise your leg and kick it. Use your whole body to get as much energy into it as possible. But bend your knee a bit, or else you'll sprain it," she calmly explains, making the movements in slow motion.
You memorize her movements and try to mimic them. She does them slowly one more time for you, before following up with a sharp motion. She hits the tree, like you've seen her do so many times before. Making the apples rain.
"Why don't cha' try it?" she encourages you.
Gulping, you make the movements one more time slowly, trying to aim at a good point. Taking a deep breath, you pull your leg back before kicking the tree. Putting all your strength into it, you feel the vibration of the impact run through your whole body. But unlike last time, your foot doesn't hurt. And you even manage to get some more apples down too. About three fifth are lying around you on the ground.
"Well, would you look at that," Applejack says, sounding impressed "A natural,"
"Thanks," you respond, blushing a bit at her exaggeration.
"Why don't you try it another one?" she encourages you.
You go in position and kick once more. This time, your motion is much smoother. And it feels like you had more success than before, though about the same amount of apples hit's the ground.
"Well, you gotta work a bit on it. But Ah'm sure you can get it going for you in no time," she comments on you "We should get a movin' before the sun is gone,"
You agree with her, and together you pull the cart back to the barn. Arriving there, you see that Big Mac already finished with his work. As you start unloading the crates, he waves for Applejack from the house. You continue alone while you can see them talk in the distance. As you finish, Applejack comes back, smiling at you.
"Congratulations! You got the job," she says, enthusiastically.
"Really? That's great!" you say happily.
"So Ah guess we'll see you tomorrow? Ah'll have classes until six, so you'll be helping Big Mac tomorrow,"
"That's fine with me," you respond "Is there anything else you need help with today? Otherwise I would go home and do some of my homework,"
"Ah don't see why not. The apples are stored and it's getting dark anyways,"
"Alright, see you tomorrow then," you say before heading home.
Big Mac already went back inside, and you walk down the dark path. At home, you feel exhausted and only do math homework. The other ones aren't due tomorrow. Undressing yourself, you splash some water in your face and go to bed as you are. You couldn't have wished for this day to go any better. But for now, you drift away into the dream world.