[copied from https://pastebin.com/GBvSJuNa] >Day permanent paint in Equestria >You've been dating Applejack for a while now. >And you two have been keeping it a secret from everyone. >Especially Big Mac. >Ohh boy, if he finds out, he will kill you. >So you kept quiet about it. >All those late night rendezvous with Applejack at the barn, or how you would quietly climb her window at night. >You cherish those moments. >And you cherish her. >So when another stallion hits on her, you can't do anything about it. >If you do, everything will be revealed. >So you kept quiet... >"Well, howdy sugar," says Applejack "Howdy to you too." >She's working the stall early in the morning with her younger sister. >Applebloom looks like she's about to collapse considering it's still too early in the morning. "I just need to buy three apples." >You smile at her, three apples was Applejack's Cutie Mark. >And you two use it as a way to communicate. >Buying three apples means you want to spend time with her tonight. >"Sure thing hun'. Let me just get the freshest ones." >She turns around and shows her flank to you. >You can't help but marvel at the sight of it. >Those legs, those hips, and how she swishes her tail back and forth... >She knows it drives you crazy and she just loves teasing you. >You didn't even notice the stallion behind you. >"Nice show. If you want, you can come back to my place," he says. >You wanted to smack him so bad. >But you control yourself. >"Nah, I don't like stallions actually," Applejack says, winking at you. >One of the reasons why you love her so much is because she can handle herself. >And good thing Applebloom is still sleepy; else she would bombard her with questions. >The stallion mumbles to himself and walks away, probably thinking she's into mares. >She doesn't need anyone defending her. >But you would still like to, once in a while. >"Now git, I need to sell apples, not talk." >Deciding it's better to leave her to her work, you leave her too it. >You would spend the whole evening together anyways. >You also wanted to do something different tonight. >So you decided to visit Rarity to buy a couple of...'supplies' >Evening came rather slowly, probably because you were too impatient. >Sneaking pass the Apple's house, you knock on the door of the barn. >AJ always says to just come in, but you remember when Big Mac was still working and you just waltzed in. >Luckily he didn't spot you that time. >Opening the door, you grab your bag of supplies and laid them out. >Applejack walks out of the shadows, her mane flowing from the wind. >She doesn't have it tied up tonight. >She looks down at your feet and notices the things you've brought. >"What's all this?" she asks. "Paint, for a pony's coat." >"And why in tarnation would you have that?" "Fun." >You're smiling now. >Applejack takes pride in her orange coat. >You know she would never agree to this, but you wanted this. >"What're yah gonna do with it?" "Use it on you, duh." >"Do you want me to smack you? Why would I let you?" "Because you love me, mostly. And besides, you can wash it off. Plus, you owe me from last time." >It's true, you agreed to help her work the fields for a favor and you're cashing it in tonight. >"Fine," she walks towards you. >You begin stripping off your clothes and grabbing one of the paint tubes. >For so long, you wanted to mark Applejack as your own, and now you will. >Moving the tube like a pen, you wrote, 'Belongs to Anon' just above her Cutie Mark. >You take a step back and let it dry. >"My turn," she says ash she uses her hooves dipped in the paint to write a message on your body too. >'Applejack's Property' >Reading those words, it makes you feel...complete. >For so long, you've hidden your relationship and now, even for a brief moment, you don't have too. >You decide to write more on her body, 'If lost, bring to Anon', 'Applejack is taken' etc. >Nothing too crude of course. >And she does the same too you. >The tube of paint didn't last long but you're covered in it, and so is Applejack. >Opening another tube, you began to write more...vulgar messages. >'Enter here' >'Anon's Slave' >Etc. >And she also does the same. >'Applejack's toy' >'I tasted this past of his body.' >If Granny Smith saw you now, she would probably have a heart attack. >You two continue this for a few more hours, using all the paint Rarity gave you. >Until you see it. >The words you never wanted to see, and you specifically told Rarity not to give you this kind. >'Permanent, washes off in 3 weeks.' >Your eyes go wide, your blood runs cold and you're screaming inside. >Applejack notices this too and her face turns to that of shock. "Big Mac will kill me."