Space is Warped and Animation is Fuckable!
A low and incessant chime rang through the modest two floor suburban home, more precisely, the master bedroom of said home. A groaning lump under a comfy duvet shifted and slapped the top of the electric clock, effectively silencing the cursed object. The young man sat up in bed, his short fair hair a frizzy mess as his dark eyes stared into the soft light of the early morning, the light haze of freshly woken sleep lingered in his vision as he stood on the hardwood of his bedroom. Giving a mighty yawn and heaving himself from bed, he stretched and went to the dry towel on the back of his door. He mumbled incoherently as he padded to his bathroom in an effort to wake himself fully. Benjamin, or Ben to most, had the day off and intended to spend it off doing ...something. As for what that something was...he wasn’t sure as to what that was, but he assured himself he’d figure it out. As he left his room, he failed to notice a brief flash of rainbow light within his closet that illuminated every crease before vanishing as quickly as it had appeared.
Ben whistled a mild jaunty tune as the warm water cleansed the evening filth and remaining sleep aches from his tired body. After the last few minutes of freshening up, Ben dried himself swiftly with eagerness for the day ahead. He padded quickly back to his room with the cotton garment fastened securely to his waist, and soon he stood before the wooden hinged door of his closet. The slats on the classic door always giving his closet a feel that he could take refuge behind should a masked intruder enter his home. He chuckled at his mental joke and calmly opened his door, and froze with a pale expression. Staring back at him, or more up at him was a pony. More precise, an orange pony with freckles, a brown stetson, a blonde mane and tail tied back, a pair of big green eyes that widened, and three apples tattooed on her flanks. One of the more jarring things was not the fact that the pony/s eyes gleamed with a human intelligence, or the fact that her head came up to about his stomach, but it was the fact that she was animated like a cartoon. It was like he was staring at a crystal clear TV Screen. Both stood silently and stared at the other.
They reacted as expected.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!”
Ben deftly slammed the door and jumped backwards, his right hand raised in a protective gesture while his left was clenched ready to throw for the pony creature to catch. Ben stood in place, panting and waiting for the creature to spring forth. But the only thing that came out was a southern accented tone.
“Excuse me partner! I didn’t mean to startle you! Um,” The voice paused, “Maybe you can open this here door, and we can talk this over like reasonable creatures?”
Ben’s eyes widened further as he reached for a stapler on his desk, “Uh, I guess? One second…”
Ben slowly inched his way to the handle, slowly sliding it open with his makeshift weapon poised to strike should the cartoon pony attack. The Pony stood quietly as he fully opened the door to reveal himself. The pony was about to speak, but noted the stapler.
“Er, what’s that for exactly?” The Pony inquired with a mild narrowing of her gaze.
“Uh,” Ben looked at the stapler, “self-defense?”
The Pony chuckled, “Partner, the only thing that there office tool is gonna do is get staples in mah mane. I’d really appreciate if we could avoid that, so I’ll start,” the pony cleared her throat and smiled as best she could, “Howdy, I’m Applejack, it’s nice to meet you....,” she waved her hoof in a circle, “Mister.?”
“Benjamin,” Ben said as his stapler was lowered, “Friends call me Ben.”
“Well Ben, see, I’m in a bit of a pickle here,” Applejack chuckled lightly as she scratched the back of her head.
“Yeah, I’ll say,” Ben stated flatly, “You’re in my closet.”
“Your closet? Okay, now you’re pullin my leg,” she stopped and looked to the sides and noticed the slatted door folded to her right, “Huh. Well I’ll be a monkey’s uncle.”
Ben sighed as he sat on his computer chair and stared at the pony. It was very VERY weird to say the least, it wasn’t made any better that all his shirts and hanging pants were gone and replaced with a confused pony and a completely space behind her.
“Okay, so elephant in the room,” Ben said as he rubbed his face, “How did you even get in there?”
“Well see, that there is the easy answer,” Applejack grumbled, “a certain...acquaintance of mine named Discord thought it’d be mighty funny to put a random door on a hill in mah orchard. So, like a curious cat, ah opened the door and walked inside. Then the next thing ah knew, I was staring at the backside of a wooden door, and then you.”
Ben pinched his chin in thought, “I see…,” he raised an eyebrow at her, “Did you try turning back around and going back through said door?”
“See, that’s the darndest thing,” Applejack stepped into the white void and glanced about, “I can’t seem to find the thing.”
Ben sighed once more as he stood up, “Look, as...curious as this is. I have a few things I have to do, no offense.”
Applejack raised a hoof, “Say no more, ah understand. This is my problem and I’ll figure it out, just wanted teh clear the air is all.”
Ben smiled a little as he went to his chest of drawers and pulled out a pair of shorts, a muscle shirt, some socks, and a clean pair of underpants. He glanced once more at the 2D cartoon pony.
“Soooo, I’m just gonna step out for a minute, hold down the fort?” Ben said slowly.
“Ah’ll do it as long as I’m here, it’s the least I can do,” Applejack said plainly as she looked around the void.
Ben nodded quickly and exited his room.
*
Applejack yelled in annoyance and sat down with her front legs crossed. Whatever Discord did was...very odd to say the least, but she was more focused on what she could do to fix it. Having spent the better half of three hours looking for the blasted door that brought her there in the first place, she finally decided to take a fuming break She looked up at the vacant bedroom and thought for a second.
“Well, he did say to hold down the fort,” she muttered.
Applejack stood and stepped forward-
Applejack smacked into some sort of barrier, akin to a frantic pet smacking into a glass door. She rubbed her nose and snorted in further agitation. The barrier was imperceptible to her eyes, but it indeed felt like she had just hit a thick window.
“Discord,” she muttered in mild anger
Applejack sat back down and stared at the invisible barrier that barred her entry to the room beyond. The stare in question was hot enough to melt a steel beam, but after a few more minutes of it, she sighed heavily and just let her forehead rest against the thin air.
“This is ridiculous,” she muttered again, “Twilight will notice I’m missing and find me.”
Applejack placed her hoof against the barrier and tapped it like a window before just letting it rest there. As she sat there, she mildly applied a bit of force to her hoof against the barrier so she could stand and pace. At least that way she could do something other than sit-
Applejack’s eyes widened at the noise that could only be described as stretching rubber and sharply looked up. The end of her hoof seemed to be sinking through the barrier partway. The barrier itself, seemed to warp and wrap around her hoof like a tight layer of cellophane But what caused her to become shocked further was the fact that her hoof seemed different. It was like it was gaining, what was the word Twilight used in that science talks of hers?
Dimensions?
She sharply pulled it back through the barrier and looked at it in awe. It was as normal as it always was. But what she couldn’t wrap her mind around was why it started looking like that.
*
Ben returned home and placed the grocery bags on the counter. He pursed his lips as he thought about the cartoon horse upstairs and looked at the bag of apples he had bought. He smiled slightly and took it with him up stairs as he entered his bedroom.
“Hey Applejack, I’m back, sorry I’m-” he stared, “What are you doing?”
Applejack was presently standing on her hind legs with her ear to the barrier, tapping it’s borders with experimenting hooves.
“Is this...some sort of mime act or something?” Ben inquired.
“Mimin? Don’t be silly partner, I’m just trying to figure out how this works,” Applejack responded with a concentrated expression before getting back on all fours, “Give me a sec.”
Applejack placed her left foreleg against the barrier and pushed. Nothing happened at first, but then Ben stared on in surprise as the barrier bulged out. AJ’s hoof started to slide through it like she was putting on a transparent sock, but what surprised Ben more was that as her hoof continued forward, it started to change. It was still animated in whatever style it was, but the saturated color seemed to round out and it steadily gained more dimensions to it. It was steadily transitioning into the 3rd Dimension, at least that's what Ben could come up with to rationalize the whole situation. Soon however a small pinprick sized hole appeared in the center of the barrier surrounding AJ’s hoof and gradually increased in size until, finally, it snapped back. Like one pushing their finger through a thin layer of rubber, the barrier snapped back along her hoof and leg and reemerged back to the rest of it. Now, hanging out of the barrier was a more three dimensional animated pony hoof and foreleg. Ben stepped closer and even noted that, when he looked hard enough, he could even see fur definition, not just a smooth orange surface.
Applejack swelled with mild pride, “Not bad for a farm pony who was never the science type, huh?”
Ben looked down once more, “Yeah...not bad.”
Applejack smiled when she noticed the apples, “Oh hey! Do ya’ll mind giving me one? Ah didn’t manage to get a snack today, do yah think I could please-”
“Sure,” Ben said as he placed an apple in her hoof.
“Thank ya kindly,” Applejack said as she began to smoothly retract her appendage back to her side of the barrier.
The moment her hoof attempted to pass back through, the apple became stuck against the barrier. Applejack pulled as hard as she could but it wouldn’t make the transition. She huffed and pushed her leg back through, but slowed. She didn’t notice it at first, but something seemed different. She could feel a light breeze shifting her fur, the mild warmth of the room, her nerves were alight and she didn’t know why. She stood there mesmerized. She’d felt a nice cool breeze and a warm room before, but this felt...new. It was as if all those times before, the sensations were muted, almost stale. But she could FEEL these things, every detail, and it was amazing. She felt alive.
“Hey Applejack, you okay?” Ben asked with concern.
Applejack shook her head to clear her mind, “Huh? Oh yeah ah’m fine,” she released the apple and retracted her leg, the feelings gone.
She blew on her hoof as Ben raised an eyebrow, “Ooookay, so what exactly do we do? It looks like I can’t give you food and it doesn’t look like you can fully...well crossover here.”
Applejack’s mind was working on a plan until the solution, as simple as it was, came to her.
“Ah got an idea,” Applejack place both hooves on the barrier and took a breath and pressed her face against the barrier.
The barrier did nothing, as before, but then her face started to push out. After a few seconds, she pulled back, getting used to the sensation on something rather than her leg. After a brief respite, she eased back into the barrier, her face and soon her head pushing through. The barrier working it’s magic like before, ensuring her transition from 2d to 3d. Her head started to gain more definition and depth where it was needed, her ears folded against her head wiggled with anticipation. After a few more seconds, the barrier receded like last time and Applejack’s head was fully through, though it seemed her hat fell off during the transition. She paid it no mind as she inhaled through her nose, her senses sharper and picking up everything with greater clarity than ever before.
“Now, can ah please have an apple?” She asked with a smile.
“Here,” Ben said as he deposited the fruit into her open mouth.
Applejack caught the fruit in her teeth and grinned in triumph, Ben chuckled as she brought both of her front legs through the barrier. Applejack held the fruit, and then bit down. Her pupils dilated as her taste-buds exploded. She’d had ambrosia apples before mostly due to the fact she had her own private tree near the back of the barn, but by Celestia’s pearly white rump, it was like she had just bit into a slice of heaven. Her whole body shook as for the first time, her very being actually TASTED! She could hold back the jovial laughter as she ravenously devoured the fruit and smiled in euphoria. Did Discord do something to the barrier, or was this what it was like to be in this man’s world? Stared at Ben as he ate in silence, he was fairly understanding to the situation, and she both respected and appreciated that. She started to wonder what drinks, or hay, even cider tastes like with these new senses of hers until her mind wandered back to Ben. She remembered briefly his average physique all wrapped in that towel, warm water and steam...naked. She nickered lightly as familiar warmth started to alight down south and one burning question entered her mind. If food and even normal sensations felt like this.
What would IT feel like.
Applejack blushed lightly, she was always bad at this, as she cleared her throat to get Ben’s attention.
“Ben, can I...ask you a favor?” Applejack said bashfully.
“Sure, what’s the damage?” Ben responded with a shrug as he bit into his apple.
“Well, see, ah don’t rightly know how to explain it but,” she mulled the words over in her head, “when I’m ‘over here’,” she bunny eared her hooves, “it’s like everything is sharpened, like someone reached up into mah head an flicked the switch that controls mah senses up to 11.”
Ben lowered his apple, “Go on.”
“Well, with that bein said I got thinkin…,” Applejack sighed, “an because of that line of thinkin ah’m more flustered than a shaggy dog in summer. So, if you could do me a great service,” she wiggled her hips slightly, “could you scratch mah itch?”
“Huh?” Ben tilted his head.
“Plow mah field until it rains?” Applejack said with flat tone.
Ben blinked.
She rolled her eyes as she rotated her right hoof and remembered a line Rainbow Dash once told her, “Bring the thunder to mah thighs?”
Ben’s expression further evolved on the puzzlement spectrum.
Applejack tightened her rear legs in an effort to contain herself as she got more flustered, “douse mah fire? The horizontal mambo? Bake the best kind of cake with extra frostin?”
Ben was gobsmacked at the statements, though his mind seemed to attempt to put it together.
“Oh for the love of, ferget this,” Applejack stared him dead in the eye, “RUT ME! I want you to rut me!”
Ben almost choked on the apple he was eating and sharply stood up, “I’m sorry, WHAT!?!”
“Please Ben,” Applejack said with a mild look back at her still 2D parts, “Ah know it’s a tall order, but you’d be doin me a great favor. Ah mean, if you feel intimidated, I can walk ya through it.”
“I-I don’t need to know how, I’ve fucked women befo-” He smacked his forehead, “GAH! Seriously though?!”
Applejack bit her lip, “It’s just...ah mean…ah’ll, what did Twi say, reciprocate.”
Ben sat in his chair and ran his hands through his hair, “Reciprocate?”
“Yeah you know...mah head IS here right now,” Applejack said a tad nervously.
“Jeesus,” Ben wheezed out as he looked at the floor.
“If you don’t wanna, ah won’t force you,” Applejack admitted with a warm smile, “ah’m not a whorse or anythin like that. Ah just thought, well, since ah came into yer home like this and you’ve been as nice as you’ve been ah thought I could do somethin to make us both feel good.”
Ben looked up at her with a heavy sigh, “Is it bad?”
“Well,” Applejack looked back at her rear again, “ah wouldn’t say it’s bearable if that’s what ya mean.”
“Jeez,” Ben shook his head, “does this happen often with ponies?”
“Not sure bout the ones you have here,” Applejack said, “but when our engines start running after a dry spell of different seasons, we know what we need to turn em off. I’d take care of it mahself, but...well...hooves only get ya so far.”
Ben sighed heavily once more and mulled it over in his head. She WAS an animal, but an animated one, plus she was sapient like him and capable. He looked at her hot and bothered expression, he felt bad for her. He shook his head and walked to his door and shut it, drawing the blinds next.
“Alright,” Ben said with finality, “I’ll help you out with your problem, just promise me something.”
Applejack’s eyes lit up, “Anythin!”
Ben pulled off his shirt, “Don’t do anything weird.”
Applejack snorted with a flustered look, “Hey ah may be a farm pony, but ahm NOT a degenerate, ah make love in a respectable manner. Unlike Rainbow Dash who-”
“Stop! I don’t want to know,” Ben dropped his shorts revealing his black boxers.
Applejack’s nose could already pick up on his musk, even behind the garment, she subconsciously licked her lips.
Ben gulped, he knew ponies were herbivores, but that look she had warned of possible wang gobbling.
Ben approached her head as he stood before her, her mane smelled of freshly cut grass, apples, and crisp spring air. He nodded his head at the smell and very slowly fished out AJ’s prize. The pony stared at the semi-erect organ and chuckled hotly.
“Looks like one part of ya made the choice on my favor,” she teased.
Ben blushed and glanced to the side as AJ stared at the phallus, her nose once more alighting with the earthy aroma from the organ. She leaned in and rubbed her cheek against the cock as it continued to stiffen, her blush deepened. She started to pant lightly, she mentioned a dry spell before, hers had been for WAAAY too long. Ben flinched slightly as Applejack’s tongue slid slowly up his right testie to his shaft. The warm moist appendage traveled to the tip and reentered the pony’s mouth. AJ’s taste-buds told her brain one thing.
"Get that thing in here NOW!"
Applejack licked the roof of her mouth and opened her mouth with a drawn out ‘aaaaaah’, and took the man meat into her maw. It was way smoother than a stallions, no medial ring, and a much more mushroom shaped head. Mentally she smiled, a perfect fit. Her lips made a seal as she tongued the bottom of the shaft like a Popsicle, wanting to taste every inch, she would occasionally swirl it. Ben’s hand found the barrier for support as she gave her first suck and started bobbing, groans escaping his lips as the pony suckled on him. He didn’t know why, but her mouth felt perfect. Warm and soft, her tongue was even better. Ben mentally realized she was probably very well learned in the carnal arts, but from her personality, probably picky with whom she performs for. Farm girls.
Ben moaned as she took him to the hilt, her throat swallowing around him, only to bob faster, and then repeat. Applejack’s hooves found his waist and held him in place as she REALLY started to increase her game. The tongue lashing becoming more frequent and the sucks becoming harder. Her head was an orange blur. Ben tried to hold on, but six minute of the animated horny horse got to him.
“Ah AJ, I’m-” Ben stopped when AJ pulled off and stated hotly.
“Ah want a taste sugarcube, don’t you worry none.” She winked and swallowed him with an exaggerated gulp.
Ben let out a long moan as he unloaded himself into the waiting pony’s mouth. The first rope went straight down AJ’s throat since he had been crammed in her throat once more. Applejack pulled back, audible gulping could be heard as she shut her eyes and drank deeply. Each lump of his seed slithered down her throat with slow ease, proof that he might’ve been a tad pent up himself. After a few more pulses, AJ pulled off with a hearty suck, his shaft coated in saliva but clean of any cum.
Applejack licked her lips of any remnants and smiled in content, “Ah, haven’t had that in a while.”
“Holy shit, that was...wow,” Ben said, “I’ve never had a blowjob like that before.”
Applejack winked, “Thank ya kindly for the compliment, now, give me ooooone second.”
Applejack pulled her head and appendages back through the barrier and sighed in relief as she turned around, her rear aimed straight at Ben from her side of the barrier. She scooted up against it, her ass spreading out a tad. She hiked herself as hard as she could against the invisible wall, her back legs pressing as she pushed hard with her front legs. Then, she felt the most heavenly sensation. Before, the barrier only contorted around her hooves and face with it’s skin tight nature, both of which had not many crevices. However, when she started to feel the barrier wrap around her back legs and then her rear, she let out a hearty moan. The barrier wrapped it’s form fitting layer around every crevice, curve, and detail of the toned muscular plot, it’s otherworldly nature converting it and accentuating said attributes in 3-dimensional detail. It also worked over her privates both inside, and out, the nerve endings lighting up. All Ben could do was watch as the ass before him filled out with much greater detail than the flat simplicity of its original look. Soon AJ, red in the face, gave a pleasure filled yelp as the barrier opened up, the conversion complete and depositing her fully converted bottom half into Ben’s room. Applejack heavily panted as the high from the dimensional conversion came down, but her nerves were already lighting up, making her already mild arousal feel and hit her like a runaway freight train. By Celestia, this was the BEST!
Ben noted her panting and the start of a sweat, “Hey, you okay?”
Applejack looked back at Ben, “Just *pant* Just peachy,” she gave a weak smile as she raised her tail, “Ahm ready when you are.”
Ben approached her and glanced down at Applejack’s exposed marehood as it winked at him briefly. He was about to pay her back only for AJ to look at him with a mixture of seriousness and arousal.
“Ferget about that, pay me back with a good deep stroke from that tool of yers,” Applejack said quickly as her rear backed into Ben’s groin, “Giddy up now!”
Ben gulped as he lined his tip up with her entrance, his free hand on her flanks. He pushed forward, and Applejack’s front collapsed toward the floor briefly.
“Aaaaaaaahhhnnnn~” she moaned out as her core exploded with euphoric heat.
Ben glanced at AJ, only a quarter in, “Do you want me--”
“Don’t. You. Dare,” she said huskily as she stood up with a steeled gaze, “Go at it partner!”
Ben shrugged as he felt her canal grip at him, wanting to suck him in deeper. Ben gripped her toned flanks, the muscle and fat ratio with the right amount of firmness and give, as he thrust forward slowly. Applejack clenched her eyes shut, mentally thinking this was a bad idea, the pleasure she was receiving threatening to override her brain. But then Ben made a deep stroke, akin to someone shoving a paddle deep into the water and pulling it smoothly back before making the plunge again. Applejack’s smiled as her tongue lolled out, her cheeks the deepest red they’ve ever been. Each thrust normally would’ve felt like warm bursts running up from her core through her body with the inevitable release to follow eventually. But thanks to her enhanced or now more aptly, awakened senses, each thrust sent white hot magma of pure bliss through her whole being. Applejack felt alive, and she loved every single moment of it.
“COME ON!! I AIN’T MADE OF CHINA!! GIVE MAH APPLES SOME LOVE!” She yelled out in bliss as she hardened her stance.
Ben obliged as he increased his pace, his hand coming down with a hearty smack to each flank. Each spank increased the heat she was feeling, a bit of drool left her mouth as goosebumps alighted beneath her fur. Applejack, started to meet Ben’s thrusts with her rear smashing into his crotch, wanting him deeper inside her. Ben grabbed her tail, his hips smashing her right back as the pony neighed in hot bliss. Her marehood warmed and slicked as it began to spasm lightly. Ben could feel his balls beginning to tighten as his shaft throbbed, AJ felt this and nickered loudly as her G-Spot was hit, four more hits followed. She needed this release. NOW!
“Ah, Ah,” she moaned out hotly as her eyes became lidded, “Ah, B-Ben, I...I”
Ben nodded and slammed forward as, deepening his thrusts as his second climax neared.
“Ah’m--,” she tightened her eyes as her peak neared and her words descended into primal statements, “Ah-huh, Aaah, Haaaaaah, Ah Huuuuuuuuuh, AHHHHHHHHHHN!!” Applejack let out a mighty yell as she let loose.
The hot liquid hitting Ben pushed the human over the edge and he doused her fire with what it needed, releasing deep into the pony’s love tunnel. After a few seconds, Ben pulled out, Applejacks winking slit giving weak signals as the pony was dead silent.
Ben looked worriedly at her, “Applejack? HEY! Talk to me!!”
Applejack breathed steadily as she looked up at him with dreamy eyes, “That was….wow….ah’m at a loss for words.”
Applejack shakily pulled her bottom half over to her side and plopped into the seating position. She picked up her hat and shakily got back to her hooves, seemingly moving like a drunk. Her body merely coping with this new level of sex as she loosely turned to Ben.
“Thank ya, very much Benji,” she giggled lightly, “that wuzz great.”
“Anytime,” he weakly said as she continued to stare dreamily around and her head stopped on an old fashioned brass handled door, “Hey is that?”
Applejack nodded, “Eeeyup,” the mare shakily walked to the door and grasped it’s handle, “Ben, really, thank you.”
“Yeah, like I said, anytime,” Ben said with a warmer smile.
“Careful there, I might take you up on that offer.” Applejack winked at him as she opened the door.
There was a blinding flash of light, and soon Ben was staring at the inside of his closet as it should’ve been. But what he noticed on the floor was a puddle of apple & cinnamon scented mare-cum.
“Ah jeez,” Ben said, “Better get the mop.”
He stood up only to collapse.
“Right after I get feeling back in my legs.
*
Applejack fell forward onto a familiar grass hill, her mind coming back, but her senses still buzzing and her legs still felt like jelly. She hummed happily as she laid there.
“Well well, seems someone enjoyed my gift as expected,” Discord’s voice rang out.
Applejack frowned, “Not now Discord, I ain’t in the mood.”
Discord appeared from behind the door, “Oh come now Applejack, surely you must understand that I only made this with only the best of intentions,” Discord was dressed in a pair of wings and a halo.
“Really now?” Applejack stood up but almost fell over, “Best intentions?”
“Why of course, all of you have done so much for me, so I decided to do something for you all,” Discord said as he crossed his mismatched arms with a raised eyebrow, “Is that really hard to believe?”
Applejack huffed as she wobbled again causing Discord to cheekily smirk, “Feels good doesn’t it? Being in the third dimension does WONDERS for the senses and nerves!”
Applejack nodded slowly, “Ah ain’t gonna lie, it was an experience.”
“An experience I trust you’ll share, after all generosity is a keystone of friendship, is it not?” Discord intoned as he reclined atop the door.
“Share?” Applejack questioned as her footing steadied.
Discord rolled his eyes as he pulled out a record player which repeated his voice, "Why of course, all of you have done so much for me, so I decided to do something for you all,”
he removed the needle from the arm and picked his teeth with it like a toothpick, “Allbeing the key word here.”
Applejack rubbed her chin remembering the whole ordeal, “Ah don’t know….”
Discord sighed, “Alright, if it makes you feel better, tell a small select few who you think will enjoy it as much as you did. Then pretty soon, they’ll do the same,” a small miniature of Applejack appeared as it talked to another pony miniature who proceeded to talk to more miniatures before a whole gaggle appeared before the Applejack one before vanishing, “It’s the gift that keeps on giving dear Applejack, and I can tell you were given a LOT.”
Applejack blushed hard as Discord patted her head, “Always remember, he’s just one step away.”
Applejack smiled but then looked at Discord with mild worry, “Wait, if others use this. Will they go where I went?”
“That’s just IT! We don’t know,” Discord smiled, “Maybe, and maybe not! That’s why I LOOOOVE chaos! Ciao!!!”
Discord vanished, but the door stayed. Applejack turned from it and mulled his words in her head.
Who would she tell?