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>The Apple Clan was well known in Equestria for their unique gift for raising apples.
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>While other farms often possess some apple orchards, the fruit they bear is mundane at best.
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>Every Apple Family apple is infused with the love, care, and magic of their storied lineage.
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>For most of the harvest, it means a perfectly crisp apple that tastes like sunshine given form.
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>Many other Earth Pony families can come close, but what sets the Apples apart is that they are the sole family that can cultivate magical strains of fruit.
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>Every few generations a particularly lucky Apple finds or creates a new magical breed.
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>The last was Granny Smith, who found the well-renowned zap-apple.
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>But there were many that came before it, each as varied as the ponies that raised them.
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>The juice filled splash-apple, which grew as nothing more than apple juice in a stretchy skin.
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>The invigorating jolt-apple, able to refresh the mind and keep a pony awake for hours.
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>The Appanacea of myth, often used in fables to cure fatal wounds and illness.
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>It’s even said that the legendary golden apple tree in Celestia’s garden was first tended by Apple hooves.
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>Much like the zap-apple these breeds all require unusual methods to cultivate and harvest, or even just to store or preserve.
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>And throughout history, only the Apple Family has proven that they have the skill and spirit to do it.
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>Now, thanks to Applejack’s curiosity and months of work, a new strain of magic apple was about to burst its way into the public’s eye.
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>”You reckon’ they’re ripe?”
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>”Eeyup.”
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>”Ah Dunno, there’s still some yellow patches on half of ‘em. I’m thinking we should wait to buck it until tomorrow.”
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>”Eenope.”
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>”Mac’s right Sis, we lost the whole tree when we waited on the last one.”
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>”Eeyup.”
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>A rubbery creak sounded as a particularly ripe and red apple quivered on the tree.
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>”Ah guess you’re right. Leave ‘em there much longer and they’re gonna start poppin’ again.”
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>”Eeyup.”
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>Applejack reared back, and cleared the tree of fruit with one stout kick.
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>A small foamy spurt accompanied each stem as it separated from the tree.
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>The waiting bushel’s below caught her harvest, piling high above the rim of the wooden bins.
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>The sounds of straining rubber and fizzing accompanied the expected thunks of landing apples.
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>”Alright, let’s get these back to the barn and wash ‘em up. I can’t wait to finally sink mah teeth into one.”
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>AJ and Applebloom loaded the bushels of apples into a cart, and Big McIntosh hitched himself to it in short order.
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>The apples themselves quietly groaned and creaked with every bounce of the cart, barely audible above the squeak of the axle.
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>”They’re gonna be so juicy, AJ! I ain’t never seen an apple so juicy it exploded before! Think they’ll do anything funny like the Zap-apples?
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>”Eeyup.”
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>“Me too. And with how many of these things we can grow, I’m sure it won’t be long before we figure out how ta turn them into a big ol’ pile of bits. If we can make anything like the zap-apple jam out of ‘em we’re gonna have ourselves a new crop takin’ up the west orchard.”
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>After a few minutes of travel, the cart rolled to a stop.
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>Atop the pile in the cart, a single apple refused to stop with the others and teetered forward before rolling down the stack of fruit and bouncing over the cart’s wall.
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>The apple landed in front of Applebloom and rolled about a foot away before she stopped it with a hoof.
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>”Gotcha! Whoa, check this out Sis!”
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>The top of the apple-stem was fizzing slightly, and the whole thing was buzzing lightly in her grasp.
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>Applebloom shook it before raising it to her ear to listen.
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>The fizz intensified.
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>”It’s like a soda-pop!”
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>Applebloom shook it even harder and listened again, while the fizzing from the top started to turn into a thick foam.
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>Applejack noticed the sides of the apple started to bow and strain.
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>”’Bloom, you may not want to put that so close to-“
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SPLAT
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>The apple’s skin burst apart in a thick foamy spray with the consistency of applesauce.
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>It coated the right side of Applebloom’s head in a sticky and still-fizzing paste.
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>“-your face…”
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>The filly shook herself free from most of the apple splatter, sending it flying away in yellowish arcs.
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>“That was kinda neat.”
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>“Well, I guess we learned not to shake ‘em too much. Let’s grab a couple, scrub’ em, and try em.”
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>”Eeyup.”
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>In short order, Applejack had a brilliantly shined apple in her grasp.
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>”So whatcha’ gonna name it?”
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>”Nothin’ yet. I gotta see what it tastes like, first.”
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>Applejack took a crisp bite from the fruit, and it made a sound halfway between a crunch and popping the cap off of a soda.
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>She chewed and swallowed with a triumphant smile.
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>”Yum! Well, it’s tasty alright. Sweet with a touch of spice. And it tickles going down. Kinda like some kind of sparkling apple.”
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>Two bites in, Applejack felt the first rumble in her stomach.
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>After she swallowed AJ released a short and sharp burp.
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>”Pardon.”
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>”Uh… AJ?”
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>A deep gurgle in her gut was followed by a second, and much louder, belch.
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>“Fwew, glad Rarity wasn’t around for that one.”
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>Patting her belly to settle it, Applejack was surprised when she made contact with it much sooner than she expected.
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>“What in tarnation?”
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>Looking down, the mare saw what her siblings had already noticed.
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>Applejacks middle was swelling outward.
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>“Whew, these are a mite more fillin’ than they look, huh?”
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>Another rumble cut through the air, but no belch followed.
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>Her stomach pushed out further, making her look like she had just left brunch at an Apple Family event.
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>”Oh wow, I’m startin’ to feel pretty full.”
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>“I can, uh… see that, Sis.”
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>”Eeyup.”
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>Another growl rumbled inside her as Applejack’s firm belly kept distending.
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>”Oooh, make that too full.”
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>The bloating mare stumbled back a step, leaning back to rest herself into the barn’s wall.”
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>”It’s gettin’ kinda heavy, too. I think there’s more in there than just gas.”
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>Applejack rubbed her medicine-ball belly in small circles, ruffling the fur and massaging the tight swelling of flesh beneath.
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>Applebloom took a tentative step backwards.
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>”Hey Mac…”
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>”Eeyup.”
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>”You don’t think… You remember what happened with the first crop?”
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>”Eeyup.”
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>”An’ the apple that came off the cart?”
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>She took another step back, as Applejack began to slowly slide down the barn wall towards a small pile of hay at the bottom.
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>”How they, well, kinda exploded?”
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>”… Eeyup.”
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>Applejack finished her slow slide into the hay, bloated stomach heaving up and down with every breath.
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>”Ah ain’t gonna, -oooh- gonna explode, Applebloom. B’sides… its starting to feel pretty good, bein’ all stretched out like this.”
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>By now her stomach had grown to the size of a beachball, and it was starting to obscure the rest of her.
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>Another long gurgle didn’t reassure the other two, and as it trailed off the gurgle transitioned into a groan as the magic apple fought to make more space.
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>Applejack’s cheeks flushed red, and her head lolled back for a moment.
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>The overwhelming fullness in her stomach evoked a much different kind of pressure building inside her.
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>Applejack’s gravid middle slowed it’s swelling, but the groaning only picked up in speed and volume and she only blushed harder.
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>This both Applebloom and Big Mac took two steps away.
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>”Ah think you may be wrong on this one, Sis…”
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>”Eeyup.”
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>The taut orb of Applejack’s stomach was growling with a cacophony of creaks, groans, and other unmistakable sounds of being stretched to the absolute limit.”
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>”Ooooh, whatever was in that apple made my belly extra ferocious!”
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>Applejacks navel appeared to be in agreement.
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>A second later it popped out, as the very last bits of space inside her filled up.
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>Applejack’s massive round gut bobbed up and down with her heavy breaths.
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>She pulled on and rubbed the bottom of her distended swell, reveling in the feeling.
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>”Ooooh, this feels…, ah, just a bit more.”
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>Applejack started working her massaging circles lower, leaving the bottom of her swell and moving further south.
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>”Eenope!”
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>Big Mac instantly scooped up Applebloom and covered her ears, before he began to beat a hasty retreat from the barn.
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>“Oooh! Yes! I ain’t never felt thi- ahhh! This full!”
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>Even as far away as they were, the sounds coming from Applejacks catastrophically over-stuffed stomach were clearly audible.
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>It made a crushing rush of groaning and stretching, accompanied by more vocal groans and moans.
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>”Ah’m almost… Ah can… Just…”
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>As he passed through the door and turned, Big McIntosh got one last glance at his critically bulging sister.
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>The center of her globe was a strained patch of reddened hide.
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>The tension was visible, tracing taut lines away from her sides and across her rumbling body.
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>Applejack had released herself and lay spread-eagled on the hay, eyes rolled back and hips involuntarily twitching.
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>”Almost… Ah… Gonna…”
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>Big Mac fully rounded the corner and she left his sight.
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>”So… Tight…”
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>”Ah’m… gonna- ooooh, gonna ex- ah! gonna explode…”
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>”Ah’m… Ah’m… Ah-”
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>A loud wet slap tore through the barn.
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>Afterward, there was only heavy panting, and the slight fizz of the widely splattered apple mush.
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>”’Mac?”
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>Applejack sat up from beneath a pile of foamy applesauce.
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>”Ah think I know how we’re gonna sell these.”
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