>be Anon in Equestria
>you toiled away at Sweet Apple Acres
>the hay molded to your will
>or rather the pitchforks
>regardless, you shoveled pile after pile of it, moving it from point A to point B
>it was simple work, but still tiring pulling the wagon in heat like this
>"Howdy thar Anon, hard at work ah see!"
>you spun around to face Applejack, her signature stetson tilted upwards, revealing a kind and proud smile
>when you came here you were possibly one of the laziest people on either planet
>but after you were hired by her, you had begun to take pride in your work
"Yeah Applejack, moving the hay into the barn like you asked."
>she chuckled moving closer to you and patting you on the back
>"Doing good so far, keep goin' and then come inside for some lemonade sugar cube."
>resisting the urge to respond with salt sphere you nodded
>she grimaced slightly at her hoof, now moist with your sweat
>cautiously sniffing it, she paused for a second before licking it
>wait... what?
>this action stunned you, leaving you wide open to the warm, thick muscle sliding up your side
>you looked down to see Applejack licking your side
>>25441715
It's shit.
>>25441715
Go on...
>>25441715
Keep going bruh
>>25441715
hot
>>25441729
Thank you, I try.
>>25441732
>after that incident she composed herself, muttering something about how she couldn't resist
>whatever, small horses are weird
>you elect to spend some time with Pinkie
>hopefully things will only get weird in the fun way
>the bell on the top of the false gingerbread house rings
>the door opens as you walk into the building
>the sweat on your face becomes drier as you enjoy the chill of the air
>getting out of that heat was amazing
>Pinkie was working the register today, and she turns to look at you
>she sports a grin that could split her face, you swear
>hopping over the counter, she saunters up to you
>"Hiya Anon! How's it going?"
"Pretty good Pinkie, I just got off work for lunch and I thought I'd come pay you a visit."
>she gets you the usual muffin, with your favorite things baked into it
>sitting at a table, you munch on the muffin and drown it down with some water
>stay hydrated niggas, shit's important.
>Pinkie calls you into the kitchen, and you lumber over
>"Anon! Help me put this cake in the oven!"
>you roll your eyes and pick up the uncooked cake and open the oven
>heat washes over you immediately, seems to be common this time of year
>all everybody complains about is the heat this time of year
>all your stallion drinking buddies had been dreading the heat for a couple weeks now
>bunch of lightweights, the lot of them
>they were all holed up inside
>who's afraid of a little heat?
>>25441887
Yes please.
>>25441887
>who's afraid of a little heat?
Yeeeeeees
>>25441715
>shoveling hay
Immersion broken, 0/10 kill yourself and never return
