>Day 1 of the Rapening
>A loud knocking on your door and a calling with a certain country twang wakes you up
>"Wake up ya sleepyhead! We got some buckin to do!"
>Oh dear god
>You get up and get yourself ready, albeit slowly
>The knocking stops and so does the calling
>While putting on your pants, you walk towards your front window
>Applejack's kicking up some dirt and hyping herself up
>"Ye got this sugarcube? Ye can do this!" She says
>After kicking more dirt up, she starts charging towards your house
>Oh fuckfuckfuck
>You struggle to put your pants on while practically jumping toward the door
>You open the door quickly
>Applejack tries stopping herself by jumping and digging her hooves into the ground
>She comedically sinks into the ground before crashing into your home
>Ouch
"What the hell was that? Are you retarded?"
>"A-anon I uh er um I was uh trying to get inside so i could wake you up!"
"Not only was I awake, but there are more efficient ways of getting into a house than RUNNING INTO THE DOOR LIKE A TARD"
>"But it would've been cool, right sugarcube?"
"Don't 'sugarcube' me"
>She gives you a weak smile before turning away from you
>"Welp today we're gonna be workin on the farm!"
"Wow! Amazing! What are we gonna do? Am I gonna be a good assistant and jusr watch you work all day while I do nothing?"
>she stumbles a bit "Uh, well... yes, but it'll be fun i promise!"
"Whatever"
>You silently follow her all the way to the apple farm
>It has a name but you really dont care
>You look up and notice that it's still very much night time
"What time is it anyway"
>As you pass the first fence thingy and enter the farm, she says "About dawn, give er take"
>Holy fuck this is gonna be a long day
>You walk on the path leading to the house on the land
>Applejack eggs you on with a wave of her hoof
>You both go inside and see the Apple family
>They're preparing breakfast
>The green old one is helping the small one make some dish
>You have no idea what they're making, but the room smells pretty good
>The cool red one you see around sometimes is sitting at a table, seemingly waiting
>He turns his head to face Applejack and does a double take when he sees you
>He didn't seem angry or anything thank god
>He just seemed caught off guard
>You wave at him and he waves back
>Applejack finally decides to speak "This here is my wonderful family"
"They sure are... family-like"
>"Yer darn right they are! Granny Smith and Applebloom are makin us a meal for the mornin, and Big Mac there's waitin like usual!"
>Big Mac says "Eeyup" in a deep voice and goes back to sitting quietly
>Applejack starts up again "Take a seat Anon! Grub'll be done in a little, and I think you'll enjoy it."
"What's on the menu for today?"
>"Why, only the most delicious oatmeal you'll ever have the pleasure of tastin!"
>Oatmeal
>Cartoon pony oatmeal
>It cant be that bad, you think to yourself
"Sounds good"
>You take a seat next to Big Mac and join him while you watch the gals magically use tools with hooves
>They're all borderline shouting at eachother
>After what felt like an hour of shouting, cracking, and jackhammer sound effects, they're finished
>Applejack and Applebloom sigh and wipe their brows as they pass out bowls of oatmeal
>Granny Smith lets out a hoot and a haw as her food is put on her spot on the table
>Almost immediately after they sat down, Granny Smith and Applebloom's jaws open wide, and they look at eachother, then at you
>"Who's this whippersnapper?"
>"Who's the new guy?"
>"Eeyup?"
>Applejack takes control of the situation "This here's Anon. He's gonna help us on the farm today."
>They all go silent
>Granny Smith has this huge smile on her face "And here I thought you were a gosh darn mane muncher!"
>Applejack looks offended, and Big Mac laughs
>Applebloom is lost "Granny, what's a 'Mane Muncher'?"
>Big Mac laughs again
>Applejack says "You'll learn it when yer older" her face is flushed and her voice is sharp
"Well uh... time to dig in."
>Applejack nods and starts eating her oatmeal
>The rest of the Apples join in
>You all eat your oatmeal silently, with the occasional smack of somepony's lips
>The oatmeal's tasty, but the atmosphere in the room is sour
>After that... eventful breakfast, you, Applejack, and Big Mac wish Applebloom good luck at school before heading out to the trees
>Applejack exclaims "Hey Anon watch this!"
>She stretches
>A lot
>She does like 20 different stretches before saying "Now that i'm all limbered up, it's time for the real heavy liftin!"
>She straps a basket on her back
>She smirks and walks over to a tree
>"Watch this, sugarcube" she says with a twinkle in her eye
>She kicks the tree with her hind legs and apples fall down
>She quickly runs and catches each apple in her basket
>She collects a good 5 or 6 from this tree alone
>"How was that sugarcube? You impressed yet?" She smiles
"Not really"
>Her smile drops
"Not when there's so many trees here"
>you point at the seemingly endless field of trees before you
>She sputters "Uh well ya see that was just a warmup! It only gets better from here on ya know"
"I'm sure it does"
>She gives you a bit of an angered look, but continues to another tree
>"Just keep lookin at me, alright? I'll blow ya away with my strength, speed, and fertility" she emphasizes the last word
"Uh, ok?"
>You look around and see Big Mac doing exactly what Applejack did, just with a lot less flashiness
>And a lot less gloating
>"Sugarcube pay attention!" Applejack calls out
>You turn your head towards the orange mare
>"Tree Number 2 comin right down!"
>She kicks the tree and apples fall again, and she collects them again
>"Want one?" She says
"Sure"
>"Come and get it" her eyes in a seductive glance
"Sure"
>You walk up to the horse's side, and take a look at her back basket to select an apple
>"Hey wait a sec!" She exclaims
>Suddenly you feel your legs aren't on the ground anymore
>Shit
>You land on your back on the harsh earth
>You're a bit panicked so you dont notice that your vision is suddenly filled with an orange tint
>"Aint ya supposed to say please?"
>You try moving away, but the mare's hooves are stopping you
>Shit
>You try moving her hooves away with your arm, but her legs are firmly placed around you
>She teases you by flexing her leg
>"Big, huh?" She smirks at you
"Let me go"
>"Why of course sugarcube. Right after ya say please, that is" she grins harder
"Well where i'm from we dont have to say please when we're offered something"
>"Well things are different here, as ya may have noticed" her hooves digging even more into the ground
"Not really, I mean saying please after an offer just doesnt make sense at all, even if it is a different culture here"
>You can tell she's already feeling stupid judging by her sudden scrunched face
>"W-well u-uh did ya like what ya felt?" She tries to salvage the conversation
"It was muscular, but i'd imagine most of you ponies are like that, seeing as you only have legs"
>Her face scrunches again
>"W-well a pegasus aint this big neither!"
"Well pegasi aren't only confined to the ground either. Can i have an apple now?"
>She shoots you a devious grin
>You roll your eyes
"Please?"
>"Of course. Only the best for my sugarcube"
"Don't call me that"
>"Y'all are gonna like it eventually"
"Doubt it"
>She moves herself away from you and waits for you to pick an apple
>You pick out a nice bright red one
>You bite into it with a satisfying crunch
>It's delicious
>The people here may be awful and a bit fucked up, but jesus the produce is to die for
>Suddenly Applejack intrudes "Do ya like em?" 
"The apples? Yeah they're pretty good"
>She stands on her hind legs and flexes her horse stomach, revealing a ripped pony six-pack
>"How bout these apples? Huh?" She smiles at you
"Uh, horse-like?"
>Her face scrunches and she goes back into her four legged position
>She walks away towards some more trees, muttering to herself
>You cant hear much, but you manage to catch her saying "Nopony values a strong, fertile mare anymore!"
>What's her problem?
>Suddenly she turns her head and says "Y'all are gonna watch me, alright?"
"Sure"
>You take another bite of the apple and follow her
>She's crazy, but she's also absolutely fuckin BUILT
>Pony Zyzz would be proud
>You follow her to some more trees and watch her buck some more
>It's the same thing every time
>After what felt like the 80th tree you ask her
"How do you not go crazy from this?"
>"It's easy: someone's gotta do it, it helps build up the body, and it only happens a few times a year"
"Makes sense, but how do you endure it?"
>"Ya get used to it I guess. The first few times were pretty overwhelmin, but a strong mare always triumphs" she says with a stoic look on her face
"Oh"
>The air is all awkward now
>You'd rather be knee deep in porsehussy than have it be awkward
>Think Anon think
>Apples! Good idea
"Can I have another apple?"
>She smiles "Of course!"
>You walk up to her and are about to grab another apple, but she stops you 
>Again
>"But it's gonna cost ya!"
"What's the charge?"
>She smirks "One compliment"
"Your mane looks nice, now gimme"
>Her smirk falters "Nuh uh Anon, a REAL compliment"
>She flexes her legs and strikes a pose
"Your muscles are... nice?"
>"Attaboy! Come get it" she smiles
>You pick another red crispy apple, despite being pretty full after the first one
"These are some pretty good apples, what makes them so good?"
>Applejack smirks and blushes "If i told ya i'd have ta buck ya"
"Oh. Gross. Keep your secrets then"
>Applejack huffs and goes back to buckin hard
>"Y'all are lucky ya like them apples" you hear her say from a distance
>You can't wait for this to be over
>Seeing her mad is funny, but she can and will kill you if it gets out of hand
>You watch applejack buck and buck and buck
>She occasionally looks to you and flexes her muscles at you
>She also makes sure to wink at you
>Sometimes in more ways than one
>Gross
>You eventually began to wave at her or give her a thumbs up
>You shouldnt be encouraging her, but you can tell it helps her get through the day
>It also stops you from going insane
>After a while, though, you can tell she's getting tired
>And the sun is going down too
>"Just a few more and we'll spend the rest of the day buckin it back" she said with relief in her voice
>But 20 trees later and she's still not stopping
>Was she making a threat?
"You need some help?"
>"No thank ya i got this, just sit back and keep lookin cute" she gives you a weak smile
"Then can you at least tell me how mamy you have left? You look exhausted"
>"Just a few more" she says, gritting her teeth
"Whatever you say boss"
>She goes back to bucking
>Many more trees later and some more lost daylight later
>Applejack is quivering, practically on the verge of collapse
"Jesus christ dude you gotta stop"
>She slowly turns to look at you and says "Pfft not even! See I can go from here aaall the way to-" as she points in a general direction toward some more trees, she collapses
"HOLY SHIT"
>You run over to pick up the horse
>She isnt that heavy
>But she's rock solid, yet rubbery and shaky from all the excess work
>You look around for Big Mac
>Nowhere to be seen
>You look around for the farmhouse
>Nothing in sight
>You run for what fet like a good 5 minutes before you hear a high pitched, childish voice call Applejack's name
>You follow the voice
>You run up to a now shaken Applebloom
"She collapsed!"
>Applebloom, rightfully shocked, starts running
>You decide to follow her to the best of your ability
>She leads you back to the house
>You catch your breath outside, but manage to hear Applebloom yelling her head off for help
>Big Mac and Applebloom run outside and hurry you inside
>You rest Applejack down on some cot the've laid out
>"Ya got some explainin to do ya darn Filly Fiddler!" You hear a familiar old voice screech
"I-I dont know what happened she was just bucking trees and then-"
>"Did she look tired?" Applebloom asks in an accusatory tone
"She did. I told her that she looked exhausted, but she said she still had some more to buck"
>They all put their hooves to their face
>"It all makes sense now!" They all say in unison
"What do you mean?"
>Granny Smith starts "Ya see, Applejack would always have some whippersnapper over, and every time we'd find her passed out! We always thought she was just tired after her friends left and fell asleep workin! Turns out that crazy mare was just tryna impress em!"
>"Eeyup" Big Mac says
>Granny Smith adds "That crazy mare always talkin about 'Oh i'm so fertile and strong!' And all this dirty gobbledigook!"
"Oh god"
>"I just hope yer ready to buck'er hard! Im sure a strong whippersnapper like you's got it in for her, eh?" Granny Smith winks at you
"Uh. Not really. I'm kinda just here on a bet"
>The Old Mare's smile subsides and she sighs "Oh well. Just be nice to her when she comes to, willya?"
"Sure."
>"And could ya move her to her room? I dont want her wakin up and feelin like she's dyin!"
"No problem"
>You grab the sleeping mare and walk through a few rooms before finding one that was probably hers
>You lie her down on her bed and cover her with some sheets
>Suddenly, the door behind you closes, and you hear a click
>Shit
>You run toward the door
"Hello?"
>You knock on the door
"What the fuck is going on!"
>You slam on the door
>No answer
>Fuck
>After a good 5 minutes of pounding on the door you decide to just with your back on it
>'Its not opening anytime soon' you think to yourself
>You sit there for another 10 minutes, looking around the room for an escape
>You look up at the sleeping horse on the bed
>You see a sudden movement coming from her general area, but arent able to decipher what it was specifically
>You decide to walk up to the orange mare
>She's sleeping soundly underneath some sheets
>Perfect
>What a shitty day
>You lower your head down to her ear and ready your lips
>In the most evil, bond-villain-like voice you could muster, you say:
"I fucking hate you, hear me? I hate you and your rapey pony friends. If I dont get out of here with my horse virginity intact there will be hell to pay, and if not on you, then definitely your friends and family."
>The pony stirs in her bed
>You get what you fucking deserve
>"Yer all bark and no bite" she says calmly, her eyes still closed
"Well yer all muscle n no brains"
>You say that in your best hillbilly voice
>She opens her eyes
>"Well. How bout it then?"
>She throws her covers off and jumps off the bed, landing on her hind hooves in a pose
>You couldve sworn you saw Neighponies text come from her and a gust of wind flow through her mane
>No matter
"How about what?"
>"Prove it?"
"Prove what?"
>"Prove that ya got some bite to ya!" She yells
"No way fa-"
>She grabs you and puts you in a headlock
>"So ah was right then eh?" She says smugly
>You can't breathe, so you cant answer her
>But she was wrong
 
>Or was she?
>You put your hands up to her muscular hooves in an attempt to remove her headlock
>You thrashed and tried to gasp and even clawed at her muscular hooves
>It was only once you started seeing gray and black and white that you heard Applejack say
"Now you better know yer place next time..."
>Before you were effectively rendered unconscious by her grip
 
~An Unknown Amount Of Time Later~
 
>You feel your eyes heavy on your head
>Your neck and back feel very sore
>And your hands feel as if they'd fallen asleep for hours
>You hear a familiar voice in the distance
>"Now... family... me, ya hear?"
>You open your eyes to reveal your own naked body lying in bed
>Not only that, but ropes holding down both your arms and legs tied to the bed as well
>"Anon! Are ya even listenin to me? I'm tryna tell ya somethin important!"
>You shift your head to see Applejack walking slowly towards the bed
>You are fucked
>Or at least, you're going to be.
>The orange mare hops onto the bed, making sure to face you, resting her weight on your chest
>"Sugarcube, aint no way you're gettin outta this here situation" she says softly
"I think there is."
>"Mhm. Im sure ya do, but that there is the truth" she smirks
>She moves away from your face and off your chest, making her way in between your legs
>You frantically look around for anything that could help you out
>There's nothing in particular, but your clothes are in a neat pile by the door
>"Ah spent half the time you were out just gettin those darn garments off ya! Some real puzzles those things are!" She says as she finally reaches the goods
>"But now y'all are gonna see the power of a strong mare" her voice softens even more
>You feel a prod on your crotch, as if a plate had just been slowly lowered onto it
>You look down to see the pony looking at your flaccid member while she pokes at it with her hooves
>Does she not know?
>She suddenly decides to lie on top of it
>She doesnt know
>You let out a snicker
>"What are ya laughin at!" She blushes
"You have no idea what you're doing, huh?
>Her blush is replaced with an offended scowl "Of course ah know what ahm doin!"
>You laugh even harder
"Sure. Just keep doing what you're doing, I'm sure we'll have a great, wonderful family by the end of it"
>"Y-ya think so?" She looks hopeful
>Holy shit she has no idea
"Y-yes"
>You had to actively stop yourself from bursting into laughter
>"Ah promise we'll have a happy family and ah'll-"
"Yeah sure sounds great"
>You look at your hands and feet 
>The ropes and knots look really secure, there's no getting out of this without some help
>Suddenly, your brain thinks up a delightfully devilish idea
>Its time to be smooth
"Hey Applejack, this whole 'lying down on top of me' thing feels really good, but are you feeling good too?"
>"Am ah... supposed to?" She asks
"Well yeah! I mean, if it didnt feel good, then why would animals do it all the time?"
>"Ya got a point. So how do ah do it right then?"
"Well uh, usually the man does it, so that it's easier to uhh, do it properly?"
>She gives you a suspicious look
>You feel sweat form on your brow
>"Hmm..." her stare sharpens
>You smile at her
>"Fine. But if ya even think about runnin, or else... or else... ah cant even think of a phrase that can describe how done ya'll would be"
"Uhuh yeah sure"
>She starts to remove the ropes, starting with the ones on your legs
>"Why if you even try to run away ah'll get a like a spring chicken! No wait-"
>That's one rope
>"Why ah'd buck ya harder than any tree! No no-"
>Two
>"Phrasemakin is hard! Ah gotta write down some good ones one of these days!"
>Three
>"Anyway how exactly do you 'do it' the proper wa-"
>The second she releases the 4th rope, you roll off the bed
>You quickly get up and run for the door
>In one clean sweep you manage to grab all of your clothes and rush out the dolr
>All of your clothes, except your shoes, unfortunately
>Running barefoot and naked with only a pile of clothes to cover you, you scramble out the door of the bedroom
>You run into a hallway with a few doors to your left
>Going straight would lead you to some stairs to your right, which would lead directly downstairs to a possible exit
>However, a loud slamming of a door very close behind you forces you into one of the rooms
>You hear fast, heavy steps louden then eventually fade off into the distance
>"ANOOOOOOON!" You hear Applejack scream from what you assume is downstairs
>You use this hiding spot as an opportunity to get dressed
>You quickly toss on your top
>However, just as you're about to pull up your underwear, you hear a distinct, deep voice
>"Uh..." Big mac says, lying down, his bedsheets covering his face
"Were you awake this entire time?"
>You scramble to hide the merchandise
>"Eeyup"
"So you know what's happening, right?"
>"Nope"
"Just know that I didn't fuck your sister alright, and I never will"
>He lowers his sheets and gives you a confused look
"Understand?"
>"Eeyup"
"Now i'm gonna act like you weren't part of the master plan to get me raped, and you're gonna act like this whole 'me running naked in your home' thing never happened, got it?"
>"Eeyup" he turns to his side and assumes a sleeping position
>Thank god Big Mac's a lad
>You peer your head out of the door to see if the orange mare is around
>You don't see anyone around, so you head downstairs
>You see Granny Smith asleep on a rocking chair
>Does she always do that?
>You pass her, still maintaining your secrecy
>You finally make it outside
>However, it's pitch black
>There's a few lights surrounding the porch, but you can barely see out into the farmland itself, even with the moon shining bright
>With a heavy fear in your heart, you venture into the unknown
>You walk maybe a dozen feet into the darkness and the only light source you see for miles is the porch of the house
>You're pretty familiar with ponyville's streets, but youve never really been out on the Apple property before
>You hear the sound of galloping in the distance, which causes you to walk faster
>You walk some more and your newly adjusted eyes eventually see a dirt path by a picket fence
>Bingo
>You hop over the fence and begin down the path, worried, but now with a pep to your step
>However, the sounds of galloping are seemingly getting closer
>They get so close that you can actually feel the ground shaking around you
>This sudden force makes you throw yourself to the ground and roll up to the fence, to ensure you're not trampled
>Or spotted
>This is going to be a long walk home
>You eventually run off into the dark, and eventually you begin to see the familiar streets of ponyville
>You've escaped the rape horse for now
>It's likely that she's outside of your house right now
>You pass the large fountain in the town square and make your way to your house
>You finally see your house in the distance, you notice that she isn't there
>That devil mustve given up, thank god
>You quietly walk up to your house and scan the surrounding area for any rape horses
>Nothing yet
>You walk inside and into your bedroom
>The fatigue from the day is starting to kick in
>Despite you not really doing much besides run from a horse cowgirl
>You scope your room out to see if maybe she's hiding somewhere
>After concluding that she isnt anywhere in your home, you hop on your bed
>You check the time
>Midnight
>Maybe that's why she isnt making chase anymore
>Before you can ponder it any further, you lie down and fall asleep
>What a long day
End of Day 1