Breeding Bull (Redo)
The sun had risen before Applejack awoke, alone in her bed. She looked at the empty spot her lover should have been in, only seeing an indent in his pillow. She got up with a yawn and got ready with her ribbons and hat before going downstairs. She walked down from her room to see her live-in boyfriend, Astral Shadow, making breakfast.
He looked up to her and said. "Oh, hey, babe. I just finished making breakfast. Why don't you sit down and eat something?"
Applejack walked over to her boyfriend and kissed his cheek. "Thanks, sugarcube, but Ah've got to get training; the rodeo's comin’ ta town this weekend and Ah wanna be ready to ride the bull."
As Astral Shadow turned off the stove and put some bacon and eggs on a plate, he asked her, "Are you going to that arcade again? You haven't done well on a mechanical bull for a long time."
Applejack rolled her eyes. "Ah've been getting better. You'll see just how much Ah've improved since last time."
"Just be careful. I don't want you getting hurt." Astral said before kissing Applejack's cheek.
As the week went on, Applejack spent her time practicing on the mechanical bull and riding horses. As she told Astral Shadow, she was getting much better, even breaking the arcade’s record. When the rodeo came to town, she had never felt more confident.
“Well, let’s get goin’ to the rodeo!” Applejack said as she set her hat on her head; her family cheered in support of her as she led the group to the truck to get into the city of Canterlot. It was a short fifteen minute drive to town, then another ten to get to the stadium where dozens of cars and trucks were parked.
Tailgaters grilled and laughed, excited to see riders ride and, eventually, fall to their amusement. Granny parked the truck and the group got out and quickly made their way into the stadium to sign up. Applejack got her number and guided her family and boyfriend to their seats to watch the show.
“Ya aren’t gonna get hurt, are ya, Applejack?” Apple Bloom asked, wearily rubbing her left arm.
“Shoot, little sis. If Ah get hurt, I’ll do double ta the varmint that did it ta me. Don’t ya worry none, Ah’ll win ya a blue ribbon fer sure.”
Apple Bloom got up from her seat and hugged her sister.
“Ah know ya won’t get hurt, yer too tough,” Granny Smith said with a nod.
“Eeyup,” Big Macintosh said with a nod.
Astral gave Applejack a hug and quick kiss on the lips. “I don’t know what to say for good luck in this situation…”
“Just good luck’ll do. Ah don’t need ta hear nothin’ about breakin’ a leg.”
Astral laughed and nodded. “Good luck, then. We’ll all be watching from here, cheering you on.”
“Ah know, and Ah appreciate it. Whelp, see ya in the winners circle,” Applejack said and tipped her hat to her loved ones before going to the back stage. Once in the back she met a few other people she knew to be good riders, but she knew she’d beat them with ease. She might not be as big or as old as some of them, but she was tough, and that’s all it took, in her opinion.
Astral looked down at one of the bulls and sighed. "I hope she doesn't get hurt."
Apple Bloom looked up to her sister's boyfriend. "Don't worry about her. Applejack's been practicing!"
Astral nodded, but shared a look with Granny Smith that still conveyed worry. They believed in Applejack’s ability, but still cared for her safety.
Applejack’s family watched a couple riders go through their routines and enjoyed the rodeo clowns’ antics during the show. Then they sat up a little when the announcer called out the next rider. They looked in the distance to see Applejack climbing over the railing inside the safe area to get onto the bull. A large dark red behemoth with horns that could do horrible things to a person stood still in its pen.
"Ladies and gentlemen, let's give a warm welcome to our latest competitor, Applejack!"
As the gate opened, the bull started bucking, trying to knock Applejack off his back. One second. Two. Three. By four she was dizzy and seeing everything as a blur before she was tossed to the ground, rolling twice before she stopped on her belly. The crowd cheered and Applejack smiled as she started to lift her head, mentally checking herself over to make sure everything was still working.
Wiggling her toes and fingers, she sighed in relief and was about to push herself up when she felt a weight on her back. Something poked and prodded under her skirt and she immediately regretted not wearing pants like the other riders. She’d been around barnyard animals enough to know what it was.
Applejack pushed herself up to her hands and knees, only to feel the bull’s rod find its goal and enter her before she could stop it. She clenched her eyes and screamed through clenched teeth as her body was violated for the first time, and by an animal at that. She tried to flop flat, but her hind was already held up by the hard penis inside of her.
It was only about four inches in, but it was too much. She looked around in fear and saw the clowns rushing the bull as it walked forward, dragging the poor teen with him, her hands scrambling to keep her face from the dirt; to keep her humiliation to only one thing instead of two, or more.
It only took a few more seconds before the rodeo clowns were able to get the bull to back up and free Applejack from his assault, but the damage was done. The crowd was silent as they’d watched her, recorded her, get raped by a rampaging bull. Applejack was dragged from the ring by a clown and was forced through the rails to safety.
Several people, including medics, surrounded the teen as she lay on her back, eyes swelling with tears, as the event rolled around in her sluggish mind. She covered her face with her hands and cried as she was checked over before she was rolled onto a stretcher and rushed from the stadium.
Applejack’s family watched in horror as it happened, disbelieving it until she was saved. Granny was the first one up and hurrying past the others in the stands that were staring with their mouths agape. Astral was quick to come to his senses and followed Granny, followed by Apple Bloom and then Big Macintosh.
“What just happened?” Apple Bloom asked, knowing what she’d seen, but not completely understanding it since she’d never even heard of an animal having sex with a person.
Big Macintosh looked down at his little sister in front of him. “Doncha worry about it right now, sis. We’ve gotta check to make sure Applejack is okay.”
“Okay?” A man a couple rows above shouted. “She’s gonna have a cow when she hears about this on the news!”
The crowd broke into laughter as the family rushed to see the teen. Once they got to where she was, they were told that Applejack had been rushed to the hospital due to the nature of her injuries. A strapping tall man gave Granny Smith Applejack’s hat and walked off, leaving the group to worry about what that bull had done, besides the obvious.
Half an hour later the family had arrived at the hospital, only to be told they had to wait in the waiting room while Applejack underwent some emergency surgery. Apple Bloom was a mess of questions that weren’t getting answered.
Big Macintosh and Granny Smith sat solemnly while Astral grit his teeth consistently. His jaw was aching and his molars were a little tender by the time a doctor came out. “I’m Doctor Blue, are you Granny Smith?”
“That’s me. Tell me, is she gonna be okay?”
“I think we should talk about this in private, if that’s okay with you.”
Granny gave the doctor a hard look. “Anything ya say ta me can be said in front’a mah kin. They’re gonna hear about it, regardless.”
Doctor Blue looked at Apple Bloom for a second, then looked back to Granny Smith. “Let’s go to a private room, then. This is sensitive information.” After leading them all into a side room, the doctor shut the door and sighed. “She’s fine, save for some vaginal tearing. We sewed her up and she’ll be healed up in a few weeks. We heard this was done by a bull at a rodeo, is that right?”
Astral sneered. “I hope they put that bull down for what it did to my girlfriend.”
“Ah’m never gonna look at a bull the same way again,” Apple Bloom said. “Ah didn’t know they could have sex with people like that. It looked like it hurt,” she said and worried about being around animals for a while.
“Half pint, don’t ya go worryin’ about such matters until yer older. Ain’t natural what that bull did ta yer sis. And by hells gate Ah’ll have that critter’s hide fer what it done.”
“Eeyup.”
Doctor Blue cleared his throat to get their attention. “If you’d like, I can let two of you visit her. We’ll observe her for a few hours, but she doesn’t need to be here overnight, unless you feel she does.”
Granny stepped forward, as did Astral. They shared a look and nodded. “We’ll go visit her, the two of you stay back in the waiting room.”
Apple Bloom was led back to the waiting room by Big Macintosh while the others were taken into the emergency room to see Applejack. The doctor pulled the curtain back to expose the young woman lying on a gurney wearing a hospital gown. Astral kneaded Applejack’s hat in his hands as their eyes met.
Applejack extended her arms to him and he rushed around the bed to hug her as Granny watched, approvingly. As Applejack started to cry, a commotion was growing in the waiting room, but Granny didn’t care as she moved to stand beside her granddaughter. “Ah’m glad yer okay, darlin’.”
A moment passed before Applejack pulled herself from Astral to look at her Grandmother. “Ah… Ah was raped by a bull… in front of a hundred people. How am Ah gonna be okay after this?”
Granny smiled warmly at Applejack. “We’re Apples, we always make do.”
Applejack slid her hand along Astral’s arm until their hands met and their fingers intertwined. “Ah want that bull’s hide as a doormat.”
“I just want it to suffer for what it did to you! I can’t believe it happened, much less that it was allowed to get so far.”
“Now, don’t get her riled up anymore than she already is,” Granny Smith advised, “let’s just let her recover while me and a few people Ah know handle this. How d’ya feel about burgers for the rest of the week? Steaks, too? Maybe a couple stews?”
The two teens shared a look, then smiled. “Ah’d like that a lot.”
Doctor Blue returned a few minutes later with a police officer to take her statement of what had happened. With her lover and family by her side, she had the strength to tell even the most embarrassing parts of the most embarrassing story she’d ever heard of.
Later that night, Applejack was carefully walking into her farmhouse when the lights flicked on and her six best friends greeted her with a shout of ‘surprise!’ Applejack wasn’t upset at her friends for trying to make her feel better, but at the banner that Pinkie had made up saying ‘Grab the Bull by the Horns!’
“What in tarnation is that supposed ta mean?” Applejack snapped and pointed at the banner.
Pinkie walked forward nervously. “It was supposed to be happy… for when you won the top prize and came home from the rodeo… we found out about what happened and-”
“And decided ta poke fun at me?! Like Ah’m not gonna get enough of an earful when Ah get back ta school over all this?”
“No, no! Darling, we’re not poking fun at all. We’re just glad you’re okay and-”
“Okay? Ah got raped by the bull Ah was supposed ta be ridin’ in front of a hundred people and their cameras. Don’t act like ya haven’t seen what they posted on MyStable already.” Applejack glared at her friends, who wilted under her gaze.
“Okay, enough of this, young’n. Ah invited yer friends here ta make ya feel better, and all yer doin’ is makin’ everyone right miserable.”
“But, Granny-”
“No but’s, except the one yer gonna sit on ta rest yer lady bits while we eat and make merry with ya.”
Astral hurried past the gathered groups to the living room and returned with a throw pillow. “A pillow for my lady.”
Applejack carefully sat down on the pillow in her favorite chair and sighed as all her friends surrounded her and placed a hand on her. “We’re here with you, Applejack, just like you’re there for us,” Sunset said.
The following morning Applejack was awoken by a rooster calling. She felt Astral’s arms around her, holding her close to him as he slept. She wanted to get up and start her day, but when she moved her legs the sting of stitches between her labia held her in place. She decided, reluctantly, to get some more sleep.
“AJ, wake up, honey. It’s time for breakfast,” Astral said softly as he kissed her cheek.
Applejack smiled as she woke up and turned over to look at her boyfriend. “Mornin’. Ah’ll be down in a few. Just gotta get started.”
Astral nodded and climbed off the bed, leaving Applejack to get ready and go through her morning routine. The worst part was going pee and carefully wiping, to excess, to avoid hurting herself. She knew she could wipe like normal, most of the damage having been done to the rear of her vulva, but she was just afraid of hurting again.
The stinging burning pain as the bull pushed into her, stabbing her without any preparation or natural lubricant, almost made her punch a hole in the wall as she stood up and pulled up her panties. She adjusted her skirt and wished she could wear pants from that day onward, but would have to wait at least two weeks before she wanted to put that much pressure on her sensitive area.
“It’s Sunday,” Applejack told herself, “Ah can do this and get through the week.”
The day was all about relaxing and focusing on her while chores were put off until the following day. Applejack spent time around the farmhouse and just outside of it while enjoying the attention of her family and, as they came by, her friends. As the night fell, one by one, they all went to sleep, except for Applejack, who waited until Astral had dozed off.
She quietly and carefully snuck from the bed and went downstairs to gather some supplies before she took the keys off the hook and left, closing the door behind her.
“And where d’ya think yer goin’ at this hour, young lady?”
Applejack turned quickly and looked up to the green woman looking at her from her bedroom window. “Uh…”
“Ya go get’m back, girl. Ah’ll expect ya back clean as a whistle before too long.” Granny said before she leaned back in.
Applejack didn’t question the woman and hurried to the truck, started it, and drove off to a specific farm on the other side of Canterlot. Driving along the way she passed a patrol car and her hands tightened on the wheel. She didn’t want to get pulled over tonight, much less ever. Her grip tightened again as she thought of what her reputation was going to look like starting tomorrow at school.
She arrived at the cattle ranch and turned her lights off as she made her way into the fields. She drove up to the barn, stopped, and got out with a satchel strapped around her shoulder. She sneaked to the barn and went in, the artificial lights bringing light to the darkness around her as she stood up and looked around.
At the center of the barn was a big bull, horns tied to the side pillars to keep it still. She began to shake and shiver, then steeled herself as she rushed to the bull. She could see it had whip marks across its body and a split lip, but she didn’t care what others had done to it. This was her turn.
The bull looked blankly at her as she drew a knife from the satchel and went around it, noting its hind legs were tied in place. She looked at its tail and used her left hand to lift it, exposing its testicles. She held the knife firmly in her right hand and, having experience, cut shallowly and too short along its right, to bring some pain to the mindless beast. It mooed loudly as Applejack made another poor cut.
Then another and another until its balls looked like scored dough. As the bull mooed, she finally realized what she was doing and worked fast to do the deed. She cut deeper until she was too far, almost halfway through, before she made four precision cuts and heard, amongst all the mooing, a wet splat as she finished castrating the bull.
She reached into her satchel and pulled out a plastic bag and grabbed them, along with a piece of paper and pen. Applejack moved swiftly, so as to not be caught by the ranchers or their hands, and dropped the bag in front of the bull, hoping he’d eat them in his stupidity. She quickly wrote a note and left it outside the bull’s reach, then rushed to leave.
Once she was home, Applejack washed her hands for nearly two minutes; scrubbing and scrubbing away the thought of touching the animal again. Being near it, smelling its smell, and hearing its noises turned her stomach. Not only for what it had done to her, but for what she had just done to it.
She placed the knife in the sink and washed it, leaving it to dry while she unpacked the rest of the satchel’s contents. She went upstairs and undressed to her underwear before slipping a nightgown on. She crawled into bed with Astral and lay on his chest as thoughts of what she’d done ran through her head.
Am Ah as bad as that bull fer seekin’ revenge? Should Ah have just let sleepin’ dogs lie? Ah shouldn’t have left that note, they might be able ta find me. Why did this hafta happen ta me of all people? What about tomorrow… and the rest of mah life?
As worry and thought went through her mind, Applejack chewed her bottom lip until sleep eventually took her.