Chapter 1
The door to the farmhouse was pushed open by an exhausted Applejack. She barely had the strength to kick the door closed behind her as she exhaled a relieved sigh. “Another day o’ Apple Buckin’ outta the way!” Eager to give her aching joints a break, she headed towards her bedroom for a well-deserved nap.
Since her room was in the far back of the farmhouse, she had to pass by everypony else’s room on her way. Big Macintosh was visiting family in Appleloosa, so his room was vacant, and Granny Smith fell asleep long before the sun even began to set. The last room she passed was Apple Bloom’s, and the door was cracked just enough for Applejack to peek inside.
She spotted Apple Bloom laying in bed, licking a lollipop that she held between both hooves. However, despite her candy treat, she didn’t look very happy at all. Surmising that she and her friends had another ‘Cutie Mark Crusader’ failure, Applejack felt obligated to take the time necessary to comfort her sister. Her nap would just have to wait. She gently knocked on the door before peering inside and asking, “May ah come in?”
Startled, Apple Bloom jerked upright, giving her sister a nervous look, but she didn’t abandon her lollipop long enough to answer.
Like all big sisters, Applejack came in without ever waiting for permission. She trotted up next to the bed, hopped up, and sat down next to Apple Bloom. “Ah noticed y’all lookin’ pretty miserable there. Anythin’ wrong sugarcube?”
Apple Bloom, still working fervently on her lollipop, shook her head.
Applejack was not convinced. “Now ah know that ain’t true. Tell me what’s botherin’ ya.”
“Ith nuthin’…” Apple Bloom mumbled out past her working tongue.
The orange mare furrowed her eyebrows and snatched the lollipop away from her sister, setting it on the bedside table. “It ain’t never nothin’ with y’all. Now tell yer big sis what’s troublin’ ya.”
Apple Bloom shifted uncomfortably, then turned away to stare at the wall. “Please just leave me alone.”
Applejack remained adamant. She reached out with a hoof to make Apple Bloom face her. However, as she did so, Apple Bloom uncharacteristically snaked her tongue out and dragged it across Applejack’s hoof.
Applejack, startled, jerked her hoof away. “What in tarnation? Stop that!”
“Ah… Ah can’t.” Apple Bloom muttered, looking ashamed.
“Ya… can’t?” Applejack questioned. She stared at her quizzically, trying to lock her gaze with Apple Bloom’s evasive eyes. Her suspicion began to grow when she noticed the nervous beads of sweat running down Apple Bloom’s brow. “Okay, what in the hay is goin’ on!?”
Apple Bloom bit her lip nervously. “Ah don’t want to say...”
“Apple Bloom, you tell me right now!” Applejack demanded, stomping a hoof on the covers.
Apple Bloom sighed. She knew her sister would not back down until she exposed her dirty little secret, so to getting in more trouble than she already was, she reluctantly pulled her covers back to reveal her brand-spanking-new cutie mark.
It was a cutie mark the likes that Applejack had never seen before: A horse tongue licking a lollipop. However, the way Apple Bloom was reacting to what should be a special moment in the young mare’s life, gave Applejack the impression that something was not quite right.
“Apple Bloom... how did y’all get this Cutie Mark?” She asked sternly.
“I... I...” Apple Bloom stammered, incapable of telling her sister the truth.
Thoughts began to swim in Applejack’s mind, until a dominant one loomed at the forefront. “Y’all used the Heart’s Desire again, didn’t ya!?” Applejack neighed.
Apple Bloom winced at her sister’s sharp tone. Having been found out, she quickly admitted the truth, “Ah thought ah could do it right this time!”
Applejack glared at her. “Y’all couldn’t learn yer lesson the first time could ya?” She looked at her sister’s cutie mark again. It was quite a strange cutie mark to be sure, and not exactly a talent anypony would likely be proud of. When she thought about it, what kind of special talent was licking lollipops anyways? “Y’all realize ah’m gonna have t’ punish ya fer this right?”
Apple Bloom stared down at the sheets. “Ah know...”
However, Applejack wasn’t quite sure how to do so. She’d never had to punish Apple Bloom for something like this before. Were regular methods even going to work? The cutie-mark-starved filly had already done it once before, so how could she make sure she would never do it again?
She began to toss ideas around in her head, until she suddenly remembered something. She recalled how Apple Bloom licked her hoof, seemingly incapable of controlling her tongue. That was when she realized the perfect plan. With a twinge of excitement, she demanded, “Ah’ll be back Apple Bloom. Don’t leave yer room!” With that, Applejack hopped off the bed and raced out the door, a devious smirk spread across her muzzle.
Apple Bloom, knowing she was in deep trouble, sighed audibly. She glanced at her half-eaten lollipop on the nightstand and decided at the very least she could get a little enjoyment out of her predicament. She grabbed it and began to lather it with attention as she waited for Applejack’s return.
She was just about ready to start on a second lollipop she’d stashed away in her drawer when her sister returned. Four lengths of rope were coiled around her neck as she trotted up to the bed. The rope was then draped across the the wooden frame of the bed. “Dun fight what ah’m about t’ do,” Applejack warned, grabbing one of the lengths of rope and tyind it around the little filly’s right hindleg.
“What are you doing!?” Apple Bloom demanded in a nervous tone as her leg was bound to the adjacent bedpost.
“This is part of yer punishment Apple Bloom,” was her sister’s reply as she started on the other trembling hindleg.
Although Apple Bloom was less than cooperative, years of Applebucking had left Applejack with a powerful, robust physique, allowing her to easily overpower her squirming sister. Before long, all four of Apple Bloom’s legs were tied to the opposing bedposts; leaving her in a compromising, spread-eagle position on the bed.
With Apple Bloom properly restrained, Applejack hopped off the bed and headed over to the door, shutting it tight. Then, she trotted over to the nearby window and closed the blinds. She wanted to ensure that nopony would be able to see or hear what she was about to do. Returning to the mattress, she straddled her sister’s chest as she spoke. “Since y’all can’t seem t’ learn yer lesson, then ah’m afraid ah’m goin’ t’ have t’ get rough with ya.”
Apple Bloom whimpered a bit, her ears tilting back and looking legitimately apologetic. “Ah’m sorry sis! Please don’t punish me!”
Normally, Applejack might have believed that. She’s usually pretty lenient with her sister, despite how much trouble she gets into sometimes. However, she had something more in mind than mere punishment, and the only way for her to get away with it was to be resolutely strict for once. With her mind made up, she decisively shook her head and said, “Too late fer apologies Apple Bloom. Now ah take no joy in this, but it has t’ be done.” Applejack then stood up and turned around so that she was facing away from her sister.
Apple Bloom was now staring at her sister’s straw-colored tail and the rounded outline of her muscular hind-end. Moments later, the tail came up, which exposed her sister’s blooming vulva in its fully glory to Apple Bloom, causing the little filly to flush with embarrassment and squeak out, “What are ya doing sis!?”
“Well, since yer new special talent is lickin’ lollipops, ah’m gonna make you lick mah lollipop! Now, this one might not taste like cherry anymore, it hasn’t in a while, but y’all don’t get to be picky,” Applejack explained.
Apple Bloom mentally scrambled for a proper response, but any attempt at speaking was quickly muffled by her sister, who shamelessly lowered her haunches to cradle the filly's snout between her thighs.
As expected, Apple Bloom’s wet tongue snaked forth on its own volition and quickly began to lap away at her sister’s presented orifice. It caused Applejack’s thighs to tense until they trembled; her inner muscles fluttering in her abdomen as Apple Bloom's tongue began to pleasure her in ways only her closest mare-friends had pleasured her before. Yet, despite her sister’s inexperience, her tongue moved with the grace and finesse that none of her mare-friends could match. While her special talent may have been a fake, it didn’t mean she wasn’t ever so good at it!
Apple Bloom didn’t share in her thrill however. She was utterly terrified - moreso about her limited oxygen intake than anything else - and it caused her to tug at her restraints in desperation. She screamed, but the pressure and presence of her sister’s haunches left her distress muffled and unintelligable, completely ignored by her preoccupied big sister.
Since Apple Bloom had no control over her tongue’s actions, Applejack knew it would be pointless to order her around. Instead, she used her own motions to guide Apple Bloom’s tongue where she wanted it to go; which in this case was over her swollen clitoris. She gasped breathlessly as her most sensitive area was assaulted by the most skilled tongue in all of Equestria, and she prematurely squirted all over her sister’s snout.
Apple Bloom spluttered fiercely as some of it leaked into her nostrils; the odor overpowering her. It was a strong, musky odor, with the faintest hint of apples; although it sure didn’t taste like apples!
“Oops, sorry sis,” Applejack apologized, though she made no effort to clean it off.
As the scent overwhelmed Apple Bloom, she began to feel a strange, tingling sensation between her legs. It was a feeling she both feared and welcomed, for while she didn’t understand it, she couldn’t deny how good it felt. Regardless, she was incapable of indulging it any considering the way her hooves were tied, so she was forced to endure it for the time being.
As for Applejack, although the fire between her legs was being properly stoked, she still needed more, and began to grind her pussylips against Apple Bloom’s muzzle. She bit back a gasp. Granny Smith was sleeping in the next room and she didn’t want to risk waking her. While the elderly mare was a very sound sleeper, she couldn’t risk her discovering the taboo she was indulging in against her sister’s will, so she refrained from making too much noise.
As Apple Bloom’s tongue guided itself across her sister’s slit, she could feel it beginning to strain. She wanted desperately to stop, but there was nothing she could do. A cutie mark born of the cutie pox forced her to perform the indicated talent, whether she wanted to or not. She knew this, of course, but she was willing to take the risk anyways. She was at least hoping that with a smaller dose she would only end up with one cutie mark, instead of a dozen. It apparently worked, but the downside was that her cutie mark was rather... disappointing.
Yet, the last thing she expected was for it to be used like this!
Applejack failed to hold back her next gasp, distracting Apple Bloom from her thoughts and making her fully aware of both her sexual and physical discomfort. She whimpered in desperation, which this time elicited a response from Applejack, “Just a little -gasp- more, Apple Bloom... ”
A little more until what? She thought. The end of this... torture, she hoped!
Applejack, her face drenched in sweat, felt her entire body go stiff as she finally reached her peak. A powerful surge of electric pleasure knocked her off her feet, causing her to collapse against her sister’s face and snout, smothering her completely. She could no longer stand up, even if she wanted to, as she was lost in the most powerful orgasm she had ever experienced in her life.
Apple Bloom was helpless beneath her sister as her face was drenched with fresh lubricant that simultaneously flooded her mouth. It tasted awful, causing her stomach to churn. Yet, that was the least of her worries, as her oxygen supply had now been cut off completely. In her panic, tears began to stream down her face as she cried out her sister’s name.
While the the orange mare’s orgasm only lasted a few seconds, it felt like an eternity to her, and when she finally came down from her euphoric high, she was left sore and extremely exhausted. Unfortunately, her sister’s tongue was still lashing away her now-sensitive labia, and she was forced to her hooves prematurely. Not able to hold her footing for long, she tumbled forward, and took a long moment to catch her breath before standing up again. She turned to face her sister, who was gasping desperately for the air her lungs had been temporarily denied. She was absolutely drenched, and by more than just the orange mare’s spunk. The sweat of both had intermingled between their chests, leaving Apple Bloom’s fur matted down all the way from her waist up to her snout, and even in a few places beyond. Her hair had also been frazzled from all the smothering Applejack had put it through. Her filthy, crying form made the orange mare feel somewhat ashamed, but not nearly enough to regret her decision.
“Can ah be untied now?” Apple Bloom pleaded, sniffling.
Applejack shook her head. “Nope! Ah want y’all t’ lie there an’ think about what ya did while ah go fetch yer cure. Maybe if yer sorry enough when ah return, I’ll untie you. Maybe.” Applejack then hopped off the bed and galloped out the door, closing it behind her. Apple Bloom was left alone with only her thoughts and the raging inferno between her legs as company.
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It felt like forever waiting for her sister to return, and the increasing strain on her outstretched limbs weren’t helping matters. After a while, she began to worry if something bad happened to Applejack. She knew she would never forgive herself if her sister came under harm while fetching her cure. She was just about ready to scream for help when the door to her room finally opened. She looked on in eager anticipation, expecting for her sister to walk through with her cure, but ended up thoroughly surprised when Rainbow Dash trotted in instead.
The rainbow-maned pegasus smiled warmly at her. “Heya squirt,” She greeted.
“Rainbow Dash!?” Apple Bloom gasped. Suddenly, she was quite aware of her exposed state now that somepony other than her sister could see. She couldn’t help but stutter nervously. “W-what are you doing here!?”
“Relax squirt. AJ sent me here to babysit you while she’s out getting your cure,” Rainbow Dash calmly explained.
Relieved to hear that, she visibly relaxed. If that was the case, then Rainbow Dash might be exactly the pony she needed. Who better a pony than a free spirit like her to understand how unfair Applejack was being? “Applejack tied me to my bed and she won’t let me go! Can ya please untie me Rainbow Dash?”
The pegasus shook her head as she casually strode up to her. “No can do, squirt. Applejack very specifically told me not to do that.”
Apple Bloom frowned. Of course she did...
Rainbow Dash hopped up on the bed and sat down next to her, smiling knowingly. “She told me a lot of things, in fact.”
The yellow filly looked at her in confusion. “What?”
The cyan pegasus was practically beaming now. “For one, she told me about your new special talent. Is it true that you licked her ah... candy apple?”
Apple Bloom’s cheeks flared crimson. “She told you that?”
Rainbow Dash nodded, her smile contorting into a rather devious grin. “You might be interested to know that until this cutie mark of yours came along, I was the best she ever had. Imagine my surprise when I find out that her own sister outdid me!” Rainbow Dash leaned in close, trailing a hoof down Apple Bloom’s fuzzy chest, which caused the little filly to squirm uncomfortably. “If there’s one thing I hate, it’s losing.”
Apple Bloom gave her a nervous glance. Where was she going with this?
Rainbow Dash stood up then. “Therefore, if you truly are as good as she says, then I have to try it out for myself! You don’t mind, do you?”
Apple Bloom’s eyes widened. She couldn’t be serious! It was bad enough when her sister made her do it, but now Rainbow Dash as well? She had to say something to stop this! “Applejack made me do it! Ah didn’t have a choice!”
Rainbow Dash simply shrugged as she stood over the squirming filly. “Honestly, I can’t blame her for that.”
Apple Bloom kicked and screamed as Rainbow Dash turned around, raised her tail, and began to lowering her haunches towards the little filly’s face. Apple Bloom’s last words were, “No, Rainbow Dash! Please do-” before her face was buried in Rainbow’s pink vulva.
Despite her protests and encroaching tears, her tongue had no other choice than to lick over the smooth feminine valley presented to her. It elicited the exact same response out of the pegasus that it did from Applejack, yet unlike her sister, Rainbow Dash had no reservations about maintaining an indoor voice.
“Yeah! Use that tongue! Show me what you got! Mmmm… oh goddesses yes!“ Rainbow Dash moaned emphatically, grinding her hips against the poor filly’s face.
Apple Bloom gasped for air as she was repeatedly smothered by Rainbow’s hindquarters. Although it never lasted long, it still increased her terror, along with the flow of her tears.
Rainbow Dash felt a little bad for her, but not enough to ease up any. This was the normal process for her and Applejack, and the cowpony always came out of it okay, if not a little soaked. She knew Apple Bloom would too, albeit quite a bit more soaked considering how wet she was getting.
Apple Bloom got a small sample of said wetness as it splashed onto her tongue and snout. After gagging on the foul taste, her mind began to swim in the musky odor of Rainbow’s overpowering scent. It had a faint aroma of rainclouds, which surprised Apple Bloom. She wondered if all ponies had their own unique scent. If so, what was hers like?
“Do I taste good, Apple Bloom? Applejack swears by it!” Rainbow Dash jeered playfully.
Apple Bloom retorted with a muffled whimper while her ears flattened into her mane. The last thing she needed right now was to hear Rainbow’s trademark banter.
Rainbow Dash did not to elaborate on it any further, as talking was proving difficult. Instead, she decided to focus her attention on getting the most out of Apple Bloom’s skilled, dexterous tongue that she possibly could, and she knew the best possible way of doing so. She lifted herself up for a moment, repositioned herself, and then lowered herself back down. This time, it was the bulbous mass of her swollen clitoris that Apple Bloom’s tongue came into contact with, and the sensation felt like a thunderstorm coursing through her spine. “OH YES!” Rainbow Dash screamed, grinding her clitoris against the filly’s fluid tongue-strokes. “Harder! Harder! Harrrrdddeeerrrr!”
Apple Bloom’s tongue was already working at maximum efficiency, so she couldn’t oblige even if she wanted to. Unfortunately, this also meant that it was very taxing on the muscles, causing her to grow increasingly leaden. Nopony’s tongue was ever meant for extended use like this!
Rainbow Dash was being brought to a rapid boil, and her expression was one of shameless, blush-faced bliss. Although her victim didn’t know it, these were all the signs that she was very close to climax. “Just... a little... more...” Rainbow Dash declared between panting breaths.
Apple Bloom tried to stop, to pull away, but there was nothing she could do. Rainbow Dash had her face firmly locked between her thighs, and she would have no choice but to endure her inevitable orgasm
Rainbow Dash screamed as she came; her wings splaying out and going stiff at her sides. She humped Apple Bloom’s muzzle relentlessly while drenching her face, pillow, and even parts of her mane with her fluids; plenty of which also found its way into her mouth by following the slope of her tongue, causing her to sputter as she blubbered morosely.
When Rainbow’s orgasm subsided, she released a deep breath she didn’t realize she was holding, and quickly pulled herself free from Apple Bloom’s relentless tongue. Her wings settled back down as she climbed off of the little filly; a daunting task that took all her strength and energy muster considering how spent she was.
“Holy crap AB… that was… awesome!” Rainbow Dash praised breathlessly.
Apple Bloom was too busy coughing up fluids to formulate a response.
Neither pony noticed when Applejack walked in moments later. She was carrying a flower pot filled of dirt on her back. She looked first at her sister with her smeared face and mane, and then at a satisfied-looking Rainbow Dash, whose mane was matted down with sweat. She smiled. “So ah take it you did as ah suggested?”
Rainbow Dash grinned at her cowpony friend. “You were right Applejack, she was everything you made her out to be! I bow to the master!” She gave Apple Bloom a quick dip of her head.
Apple Bloom’s ears twitched and she gave her sister a look of betrayal. “What? You suggested this? Why!?”
Applejack merely shrugged as she carefully trotted over to the nightstand and placed the pot of soil gently upon it. “Ah’ve known Rainbow Dash fer a long time. Why shouldn’t she get t’ share in some o’ the fun?”
“But it’s not fun for me!” Apple Bloom retorted; once again on the brink of tears.
Applejack smiled and stroked her sister’s mane. “That’s because y’all are bein’ punished. It’s ain’t s’posed t’ be fun fer y’all.”
Apple Bloom’s ears went flat again as she turned her gaze on the pot of soil. “Is that the cure, at least?”
“Yer darn tootin’!” Applejack announced. “An’ ah tell ya, the trip tweren’t an easy one for these already tired legs. Ah think ah deserve somethin’ fer my troubles, don’t you, Apple Bloom?”
Apple Bloom’s heart began to race. “What...?”
Applejack glanced over to Rainbow Dash, who snickered and gave an understanding nod, before turning back to the yellow filly, grinning. “Ah’m sayin’ it’s time t’ pay the piper,” She explained, hopping back on the bed and crawling over Apple Bloom.
Apple Bloom’s eyes went wide. No! Nonononono! Not again!!! She squirmed frantically against the bed, straining the ropes to their limit as she panicked. “Please sis… ah’ve learned mah lesson… please don’t make me do this anymore!”
“Y’all should’ve considered that b’fore ya took that Hearts Desire!” Applejack retorted as she got into the proper position. A few more words were exchanged between both sisters before Applejack lowered her haunches and finally silenced her sister.
An audible moan escaped Applejack’s lips she felt her sister’s tongue caress her aroused folds. Although she was ashamed to admit it, she had been yearning for another session the moment she left the farmhouse. No pony - not even Rainbow Dash - was this good, and she simply couldn’t let such marvelous talent go to waste; despite who it was doing the deed.
Rainbow Dash, too exhausted to fly, stumbled off the bed and decided to, relax on the floor to recover her strength. As she sat, she couldn’t resist the urge to watch the spectacle before her. Despite how miserable the filly was, a smile spread across her muzzle upon seeing the level of enjoyment her lover was getting out of it. Normally, she might be jealous that some pony was doing such a better job than her, but this was an abnormal circumstance that she was willing to overlook. She was guilty of indulging herself too, after all.
Gradually, Rainbow’s eyes drifted from her lover down towards Apple Bloom’s haunches, where her gaze locked on her tiny, exposed slit and the fluids leaking from it. Her mind began to be bombarded with various naughty thoughts that caused an unexpected, delightful shudder to creep up her spine. There was something else she desired now, but this wasn’t something she was simply willing to take for herself. This was something that she needed to ask permission for first. She looked at her lover and asked, “Hey AJ?”
Applejack glanced back. “Y...yeah?”
Rainbow Dash stepped up and leaned over the side of the bed, her snout just inches away from Apple Bloom’s crotch. Her intoxicating scent was driving the horny pegasus wild. “Do you mind if I indulge myself a little bit?”
Applejack followed her gaze. Normally, she might have slapped Rainbow Dash for even suggesting such a thing, but considering all that had happened thus far, she was feeling generous. “Sure, ah guess, but be gentle, she is only a filly, after all.”
Rainbow Dash smiled wide. “Thanks, AJ!” With that, the cyan pegasus leaned down, sniffed at the orifice once more to get a good whiff of her musky scent, and then snaked her tongue out, giving the little slit a delicate lick.
Apple Bloom squealed, her hips bucking frantically as a powerful jolt surged through her. Although she couldn’t see much with Applejack’s hips in her face, the rainbow mane at the corners of her vision was unmistakable. She might have been mortified if anypony took advantage of her like this under normal circumstances, but her body had been yearning for attention down there since forever ago, and she desperately needed this!
Rainbow Dash collected the condensed droplets of fillyfluid onto her tongue, savoring the taboo, adolescent flavor before dragging her tongue even harder across Apple Bloom’s forbidden orchard.
Apple Bloom bucked again, tugging hard on her restraints as unparalleled pleasure overwhelmed her. Although she still didn’t condone it, she at least now understood why Dash and her sister were so eager to take advantage of her new talent.
Rainbow Dash licked a few more times before using her hoof to press down on Apple Bloom’s exposed nubbin, causing the unprepared filly to scream around her sister’s slit in ecstasy.
“Whoa nelly!” Applejack exclaimed, chuckling. “She definitely enjoyed that!”
“What sort of girl doesn’t?” Rainbow Dash asked; her words slightly muffled by Apple Bloom’s crotch. She began to grind her hoof against the sensitive mound of flesh, causing the little filly to scream again and simultaneously moisten Rainbow’s working tongue and face with a splash of fluids. Surprise caused her to pull away, blinking, as she wiped her snout off.
Applejack gave her a curious look. “Somethin’ wrong?”
Rainbow Dash quickly shook her head. “Nothing, I just wasn’t expecting your sister to be such a squirter!”
Applejack grinned. “Yer surprised an Apple’s juicy?”
Rainbow Dash chuckled amusingly. “Good point,” She replied before returning to her work.
If it weren’t for the agony her overworked tongue was in, Apple Bloom would be in pure ecstasy right now. Rainbow Dash seemed to know exactly what to do to maximize her pleasure - which was further intensified by the fact that this was her first time. As a beginner, she had no control over how her body reacted to the stimulus.
Rainbow Dash did not give the unprepared filly any respite either as she continued to lap fervently at the little fillies intimate folds while simultaneously stroking her clitoris. It wasn’t until she actually shoved her tongue inside and began to truly eat her out that Apple Bloom’s body finally had enough.
With full body spasms that rocked the bed and strained the ropes, she came with the might of an earthquake, causing her to scream in rapture.
Rainbow Dash was surprised by all the fluids. She did her best to keep up with all of it, but it was like stopping a tidal wave with a fork, with similar results. Although forced to pull away, she still kept her hoof working on the spasming filly’s clitoris until she was done soaking the sheets. She then cleaned off what she could with her tongue, and wiped off the rest with her foreleg. “Heh, she’s pretty tasty, for a foal.”
Applejack’s reply came in the form of a sharp cry as she suddenly came herself. Her entire body trembled as her fluids began to trail down the corner’s of Apple Bloom’s lips. Just as before, she remained firmly planted on her sister’s face up until the very last vestiges of her orgasm petered out.
Rainbow Dash frowned. “I remember when I used to make you cum like that.”
Applejack stood up and wiped the sweat from her brow before she addressed her pegasus friend, “Dun tell me y’all are jealous?”
Rainbow Dash pshed and folded her hooves over her chest, looking away. “Hardly!”
Applejack, however, could see the red in her face and grinned. “Ah might believe ya, if y’all weren’t blushing.”
Rainbow Dash grit her teeth, trying to will the blush away, but to no avail.
Apple Bloom interrupted their little dispute with a desperate plea. “Can ah please stop now!?”
Applejack didn’t even bother facing her as she replied, “Well it’s Rainbow Dash’’s turn, so that’s up t’ her.”
Rainbow Dash forgot all about her little squabble as she put her game face on. “Are you kidding!? There’s no way I’m letting you win the orgasm race!” With that, Rainbow Dash rose on her wings and took her place on top of Apple Bloom as Applejack moved out of the way; smothering the filly’s face between her haunches so as to get her poor, aching tongue back to doing what it does best. “This time, I will be the victor!”
Despite her sisters muffled sobs, Applejack was beaming. “Not if ah have anything t’ say about it!”
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Although Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were both quite excited about their ideas for what to do today in an attempt to obtain their cutie marks, Apple Bloom simply couldn’t share in their enthusiasm. Her mind was still focused on the events that transpired last night, and the multitude of orgasms she was forced to give both her sister and Rainbow Dash. She had drifted in and out of consciousness more than once, so she had lost track of who was winning their little contest. The last thing she remembered was Applejack untying her hooves before she slipped back into a miserable slumber once more.
She didn’t wake up until the morning, with the flower pot still next to her bedstand. She immediately began fessing up everything she could think of while trying to stop her tongue from doing suggestive things to the flowerpot’s edge, and immediately devoured the blooming plant. To her relief, the fake cutie mark disappeared in an instant. She was never so grateful to be a blankflank again.
“Hey Apple Bloom!” Scootaloo’s voice sliced through her reverie and wrenched her back to reality once more. “Who huh wha!?” Apple Bloom bleated, surprised.
“What do you think of our plan?” The orange-colored pegasus filly inquired.
Apple Bloom looked between her two filly friends, who were staring at her with wide smiles and eager looks. She had apparently missed an important discussion. “Um...” She bit her lip, suddenly realizing her predicament. They had apparently agreed on something, but needed a unanimous decision before anything were to happen. If she asked them what the decision was, then she would expose that she wasn’t listening to them and most assuredly hurt both their feelings. She had no choice but to wing it. “Sure, sounds great!”
Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo’s face brightened as they cheered, “Alright! Cutie Mark Crusader Candy Testers! Yay!”
Wait, what!? “Wait, what!?” Apple Bloom’s words carried her thoughts with them.
Scootaloo gave her a strange look. “What do you mean ‘what?’”
“I, uh... nothing,” Apple Bloom replied, looking sheepish.
“Let’s hurry to Sugarcube Corner! Pinkie Pie will have our treats waiting for us!” Scootaloo declared.
The two fillies hurried out the door of their clubhouse, and Apple Bloom had no choice but to follow after them, and without the enthusiastic skip in her walk that her two filly friends shared.
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“Here you go! Treatsies for each of you!” Pinkie Pie exuberantly announced as she handed a piece of candy to each of the three fillies. Sweetie Belle got a jawbreaker, Scootaloo a caramel apple, and Apple Bloom got, of all things, a giant rainbow-swirly lollipop.
“Each of these were made from Zapapples!” Pinkie Pie went on to explain. “With a hint of something Applejack and Rainbow Dash got me. It's so tasty!"
“Thanks Pinkie Pie!” Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo announced joyously as they stared at their respective candy treats. After licking their salivating lips, they immediately dug in.
Apple Bloom, on the other hand, looked positively mortified as she stared at her lollipop.
“By the time we're done, we won't have any feeling left in our tongues!" Scootaloo cheerfully squawked.
Sweetie Belle couldn’t help but agree.
Apple Bloom turned to Scootaloo, her eyes wide and terrified. She glanced at the three treats. Sweetie Belle’s rainbow-colored jawbreaker, Scootaloo’s caramel apple, and then her own rainbow-swirl lollipop, and that was when Pinkie Pie’s words began to resonate in her mind: With a hint of something Applejack and Rainbow Dash got me. It’s so tasty! The next thing anypony knew, Apple Bloom had run screaming from the room.
Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle glanced at the vacant spot left behind by Apple Bloom and then at her lollipop that was now stuck to the floor. Giving each other confused looks, Scootaloo asked, “I thought she loved Zapapples?”
Sweetie Belle thought this over for a sloppy, jawbreaker-wobbling second. "Well, she does live at Sweet Apple Acres. She probably ate rainbow apples all day long.”
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Proofread by: Cepheus.
Art done by: Hatiimiga.
Inspired by: ponibooru.413chan.net/post/view/88908 Inspiration comes from the strangest places sometimes, doesn’t it?