Apples
At Sweet Apple Acres the sun was slowly rising over the apple orchard and creeping into the farmhouse. With a local rooster giving his morning call to all the denizens to wake up and begin their day.
In one of the rooms the sunlight crept up and started to wake up, rubbing her eyes as she started to rise from slumber. She smacks her lips a few times to get some moisture in her mouth as she gets up from her soft bed and begins to walk to the bathroom.
As she enters the small bathroom she wanders over to the sink before turning on the tap and grabbing handfuls of water and splashing her face with it, washing out any sleep in her eyes. She looks at herself in the mirror with her big green eyes before fixing up her blonde mane trying to make sure she looks good for the day, working on an apple orchard is no easy task but Applejack manages somehow in stride. Plus turns out working an apple orchard is a good way to stay in shape without having to go to the gym, so her body was quite tone but soft and curved in all the right places.
As she finishes brushing her teeth a loud banging on the door draws her attention.
“Applejack hurry up!” a deep masculine voice pleads from the otherside of the door along with several clopping hoof stomps.
“Ain’t my fault you drank a whole six bottles of cider before bed Big Mac!” she yells back at her impatient brother who clearly needs to go.
“Coooome on! If you don’t hurry I’ll go right here!” he warns.
“What the hay is goin- Sweet Celestia! Big Mac put that away!” Applebloom exclaims awoken by the commotion.
“Tarnation,” Applejack spits under her breath before swinging open the bathroom door.
“Alright go on in you big baby,” she scolds as Big Mac scurries into the bathroom before a loud sigh of relief is heard on the other side.
“I have seen some things I didn’t want to see,” Applebloom states rubbing her eyes.
“Don’t worry sugarcube, let’s go get breakfast started,” Applejack says leading her younger sibling downstairs.
The two make their way into the kitchen and begin to start cooking up a tasty meal for each other consisting of the Apple family’s secret recipe for apple cinnamon flapjacks. The two sisters happily hum in unison as the delicious smell fills the entire house with the aroma of fresh home cooking.
“Phew that was close I was about to bust,” Big Mac says entering the kitchen and sitting down at the table ready to chow down on his breakfast.
“Breakfast is almost ready,” Applebloom says, reaching to grab the plates and setting the table.
“Alright foods done,” AJ informs them before filling the plates with heaping stacks of pancakes for both her siblings. “Dig in!” AJ announces as the trio soon quickly dig into their meals pouring heaping helpings of syrup onto their pancakes with it drizzling down their stacks. Bite by bite their towering stacks slowly grow smaller until the tower of pancakes soon are no more, only empty plates and some stray pools of syrup.
“Deeeelicious!” Applebloom compliments before letting out a loud burp.
“Applebloom! Manners,” AJ scolds her sister.
“What? I heard in some places that’s a compliment,” Applebloom protests in her defense.
“Like where?” Applejack responds by calling Applebloom’s bluff.
“Uhhhh you know, real fancy smancy places,” Applebloom responds thinking quickly on her hooves.
“Really now?” Applejack questions further causing her sister to sweat as she knows she is on the hot seat.
“C’mon now we better get to harvesting,” Big Mac responds by picking up the dishes and putting them in the sink.
“True, Applebloom for lyin’ you clean the dishes and come outside to help with the harvesting,” Applejack says as she and Big Mac head out to get to work.
“But I wasn’t lying!” Applebloom continues to plead before giving up and resigning to her fate of cleaning the dishes.
The sun was beaming down bright on the apple orchard as the two siblings got to work on different sections of the orchard to divide and conquer this apple bucking harvest. Their work goes smoothly as barrels begin to be filled with apples, as the day continues onward the duo turns into a trio with Applebloom helping out to make their progression go by much faster.
The siblings decide to break for lunch having some daffodil sandwiches along with some apple juice, happily talking about the day's work so far.
“This is one heck of a harvest,” Applebloom says.
“Eyyyyyuup!” Big Mac replies.
“We’re about halfway done with the harvest. We may be able to get it down to just a quarter left for tomorrow,” AJ points out finishing her sandwich.
“Oh wait, that reminds me,” Applebloom exclaims, running towards the farmhouse to grab something and running back with a piece of paper. “This was left taped on the front door,” Applebloom tells them, to which Applejack takes the paper and begins to read it.
The note read.
Hello, we’d like to place an order for three dozen barrels of apples to be delivered at Hollow and Magma’s Milk Mine, we are located on the other side of town. We are offering three thousand bits on delivery.
Applejack nearly spits out the rest of her apple juice reading the amount of bits they are willing to pay.
“What did it say?” Big Mac asks.
“Well seems this milk mine place is offering 3 thousand bits for three dozen barrels of apples,” Applejack says causing both of her siblings to do a spit take at the price they are paying. “Any pony no where this milk mine is?” Applejack asks.
“I think it’s just past that big building I see the long line of ponies standing in waiting,” Applebloom explains. “I think it’s called Flanksworth,” Applebloom tells her sister.
“And what were you doing outside of a place like that?” AJ asks knowing full well what Flanksworth is.
“I was looking for Big Mac and saw him in line for it,” Applebloom admits, causing Big Mac to turn redder and Applejack to glare at him.
“I’ll deal with that later, help me load up the wagon,” Applejack says to her siblings as they all head into the barn.
The trio then work to load up the wagon with numerous barrels for their delivery, making sure they are nice and secure so none fall off the wagon.
“Alright, I’mma head on over to this mine and make the delivery,” Applejack tells them hefting the wagon and begins pulling it out of the barn.
She makes her way across Ponyville with the wagon in tow, a task which may be difficult from some ponies but being a farmer pony who spent her whole life working on the farm it’s a cakewalk for her.
She soon passes the building known as Flanksworth and follows a small path that leads to the milk mine which looks like any other farm that Applejack has seen. She was expecting an actual mine but maybe her imagination just got the better of her.
She pulls up to the farmhouse setting down the wagon and going to knock on the door.
“Hello!?” she shouts. “Delivery from Sweet Apple Acres!” she follows up with.
On the other side of the door she hears hooves clopping up to it before it opens showing a changeling with blue eyes and a white mane, wearing overalls which strained to contain her massive boobage and a hat.
“Oh goodie glad you ponies could spare the time to take our order I know it was last minute,” the changeling informs her.
“Well it was no trouble at all really,” Applejack admits.
“Well either way here,” the changeling says reaching in between her rather buxom breasts and pulling out a hefty pouch of bits and handing it to Applejack.
“Thank you kindly, where do you want me to put the barrels?” Applejack asks securing the pouch to one of her belt loops on her daisy dukes.
“In the barn please, I’ll show you where,” the changeling says, closing the door behind her and leading AJ to the barn.
The changeling opens the door to see one of her own spawn with a blue mane slapping labels on bottles.
“Oh Sneak I didn’t know you were still in here,” the changeling says walking up to the other changeling known as Sneak.
“We still have some bottles left that needed labeling,” Sneak explains.
“Uh so where do ya’ll want these barrels?” Applejack breaks up the conversation.
“Oh just over here in the corner,” the motherly changeling says pointing to an empty spot. Applejack nods and begins unloading the wagon.
“Who’s the hot delivery mare?” Sneak whispers to her mother.
“She’s one of the ponies from Sweet Apple Acres,” her mother tells her.
“Think we should give her a tour of the farm,” Sneak suggests with a sly grin.
“That is an excellent idea,” the mother changeling agrees.
The two changelings snicker at the plot as Applejack finishes unloading the last barrel of apples.
“All done,” Applejack states, wiping some sweat from her brow.
“Oh that’s wonderful, say would you like a tour of how we do our business here at the milk mine?” the mother changeling asks the apple pony.
“Oh I don’t wanna be a bother,” AJ politely declines, granted she was slightly curious how and where they get their milk.
“Nonsense, we insist on giving you the full experience,” the mother changeling says.
“Well I guess I can stick around for a few,” AJ says to soon find hands pushing her towards a stall.
“W-wait hold your horses, hey who’s hand was that?” Applejack comments as she is forced into the stall and suddenly without her clothes. She covers her naughty bits unclear of what is happening. “Wha-what happened to my clothes!” she exclaims blushing and turning crimson.
“Quick get her hooked up while I get you know what up,” the mother changeling informs Sneak who puts up an okay sign with her fingers and hops in the stall with the two breast milkers slapping them onto AJ’s breast.
“Wait, you're milking me!?” AJ responds to this now learning why there ain’t any cows around.
“Yup have you not read the print on our label?” Sneak says showing AJ some of the print and part of it does say it is sourced from breasts. “If we didn’t have that we’d get sued,” Sneak points out which is true.
“But I don’t produce milk!” AJ announces.
“I know, doesn’t mean we're going to actually milk you just...stimulate,” Sneak explains flicking on the machine as Applejack’s breasts are then tried to be milked.
The milker does it’s thing but with no source for milk it doesn’t work and only gives a slight bit of a sensation to her large boobs.
From behind the stall a magical portal opens with the motherly changeling leading a sleepy looking red stallion that is only wearing his shorts with a huge erection creating a tent in them.
“What is it Hollow? I had a late shift last night,” the stallion says with a loud yawn as he slowly wakes up.
“We have a guest here,” Hollow responds, gesturing to Applejack while secretly secreting her lust pheromones into the air to get the two in the mood.
“I see that,” the red stallion responded, rubbing his eyes. “Sup I’m Magma,” he says to Applejack.
“Howdy I’m Applejack, wish we coulda met under less embarrassing circumstances,” Applejack admits blushing seeing his raging hard on in his shorts.
“Well I did date a lust changeling so we're here,” Magma answers, stretching only now noticing the familiar feeling of Hollow’s lust pheromones flooding the barn.
“RIght…” Applejack responds now feeling slightly hot and bothered unaware why or how.
“Anyway since you two are done with the pleasantries we can now have the final piece to give the real authentic Milk Mine experience,” Hollow informs her.
“And what would that be?” Applejack asks.
“A one on one session with our prized breeding stud to help get all the milk out of his system!” Hollow happily announces.
“And by milk she means cum,” Sneak corrects her mother as Magma is pushed into the stall and his shorts are pulled down.
“Wha-what!?” Applejack exclaims turning bright crimson seeing his massive tentpole spring free erect and ready to go.
“You know technically you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Magma points out noticing that the two lust bugs are getting a bit ahead of themselves.
“R-right but, I errrr....” Applejack trails off conflicted with her emotions at the moment. “It ain’t like I wouldn’t mind it, I just was surprised that it was included in the experience,” she explains clearly giving the signal that she is horny as fuck right now.
“Alright then,” Magma casually mentioned before grabbing two handfuls of apple butt and sliding his schlong in between them. Applejack shudders, figuring him to be almost as big as Big Mac considering she had caught a glimpse of Big Mac’s morning wood way too many times to count despite her best efforts to avoid it. But he seems bigger by quite a bit and wonders if she can even fit him in her coochie.
“Ready or not, I’m coming in!” Magma announces as he cocks his hips back and with precision aim rams his way into her dripping snatch and bottoming out with a loud plap. Applejack’s eyes cross as she orgasms, surprised he buried himself deep inside her womb. Magma quickly bends her over and grabs hold of her wrists and pulls her arms back for better leverage and access to her leaking cunt.
“Ahhhhhhhhhh!” Applejack’s eyes cross once more if she would keep this up she would be cross eyed for good, with Magma railing her good and hard.
“Popcorn?” Sneak offers Hollow, somehow acquiring a huge tub of popcorn from somewhere and munching on it while she watches.
“Sure,” Hollow responds, grabbing a handful of popcorn while continuing to watch the show.
Magma pants as he lets out a flurry of plaps his heavy set of nuts flailing about over and over with each powerful thrust. Applejack’s tongue had fallen out of her maw and her beautiful green eyes still crossed in pleasure, the milkers were also still working on her breasts despite there being no milk in them.
“Shit, I’m gonna soon cum and it might be a- mmmphhhf!” Magma is cut off by Hollow shoving her tiddie into his mouth and force feeding her own special milk to him.
“Now we need to make sure our guest gets the full experience Magma,” she explains, force feeding him a large torrential cascade of fresh milk straight from the source. “So consider this a little more ammo for that big heat you're packing there,” she finishes her explanation and like predicted his balls soon begin to swell with her unique milk fueling his own lust and giving him some more little soldiers ready to storm Applejack’s womb and conquer it.
Applejack howls once more squirting all over his rod as her cunt clamps down on his veiny fuck stick, unaware of the fact his twin cum factories had tripled in size due to Hollow forcing him to drink her milk.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmphhhhf!” Magma shouts but is muffled by the tiddie in his mouth as his cock twitches before erupting like a volcano inside her with liquid hot seed flooding her womb and painting her vaginal walls white. Her own belly begins to expand from the sheer volume and amount deposited to look like she may be carrying quintuplets. Applejack lets out an ecstasy ridden scream before feeling her legs give out and consciousness slip from her as she passes out from sheer pleasure.
Several hours later Applejack awakens to discover herself fully dressed and her belly swollen looking like an expecting Mothers.
Before she can even express her shock she hears a loud moan and turns over to see both Hollow and Magma going at it in another stall.
“Mooo! Mooo!” Hollow lets out as her ass jiggles from the impact of Magma railing her.
“Yeah you like that you dirty whore cow!” Magma tells her railing as she keeps mooing.
“Oh hey your up,” Sneak says to Applejack while still munching on the popcorn from earlier. “They are just letting off some steam, Mom gave Dad a bit too much of her milk so she is taking responsibility for emptying him,” Sneak casually explains as she helps AJ up. “Anyway it’s pretty late you should head home and we will deliver your wagon back to you with some of our milk free of charge,” Sneak informs her before sending Applejack on her way.
Applejack stumbles home with her stetson in one hand and another hand on her bulging belly. That sure was a good time she had and she wonders if she will see them again, completely unaware of the Magma sperm making a stronghold in her womb at this very moment.