Hello. I'm Poguemahone.
So it's been a while since I posted here. This may lead some of you to assume that I've not been writing anything. But in truth, I have been. Like, a lot.
The bad news, for some of you at least, is that I've went super ultra mega-indulgent on my urge to write MLP stories, which is why I've not posted anything here and chosen other, perhaps more receptive sites for it. It was just what I wanted to write. It's what I still want to write, actually. Some of it has fetish's that you will probably hate. Some of it isn't even porn for christ sake. I'll get back to "normal" stuff eventually, even if I'm grossly misusing the term. But for now...you gotta write what your heart wants, right?
My stuff can be found on Furaffinity under the name Pozzo if you're curious. But given that this is a sequel to a story that I've posted here before, I thought I'd post it here while informing those curious where I've been as to what The Deal is. Sorry again for the silence. I hope you can get some form of enjoyment out of my stuff at least.
So without further ado: If you've not read the original, read this first! http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/Melatonin/20649/How-Many-Apples.pdf
CHAPTER 1: ARMLESS FUN
It was early morning; way earlier than Rainbow Dash liked to be up at normally. If she had to get up at the crack of dawn, it was usually for a damn good reason. Today met the bill. She stood outside the entrance to the Apple family home. She hadn’t been here in a while. Not since a fateful bet made over hard cider a solid two or three weeks ago. A bet involving apples. Lots of them. Shoved into places apples had no business being, even if it was Applejack doing the storing. It had been a wild time, all right. But at the end of it, Applejack had been in pieces. Her skin had been stretched out to an impossible degree, and then left empty on the grass like a flesh-coloured tarp. Her bones and various insides detached and spread over the ground. Rainbow had held her skull in her hands, unsure if her friend was dead or alive, and yet undeniably turned on by what she had witnessed.
Weeks had passed. Twilight had helped her friend heal, but AJ had gone into seclusion, refusing to be seen. From what Twilight had told her, AJ had made a remarkable physical recovery-not perfect, but very much alive and able bodied. And Twi had been told to instruct Dash, specifically, that Applejack was not angry, but that she had won the bet, and that Dash was to report to Sweet Apple Acres at the designated time and place. Dash had agreed, in the event that said bet had been lost, to be the official maid of the farmhouse for a week. So here she was, standing in the morning sun, feeling on edge and yet excited all at the same time for what lay in store.
Deciding to get right to it, Rainbow walked up the porch stairs and knocked on the door. There was the patter of feet on floorboards, and then the door opened, revealing Applebloom, AJ’s younger, teen aged sister. She was looking well these days, with the same healthy complexion and figure as all the Apples. Perhaps not quite as...jiggly as Applejack was, though. Or had been. She was wearing her usual combination of a yellow shirt under denim dungarees, and seemed in good cheer.
“Morning, Rainbow Dash! Sis is waiting in the living room, and she’s excited as all hay to see you.”
“Really? I mean, heh,of course…uh, she’s ok now, right?” asked Dash, who still felt a little guilty about the whole apple affair. Applebloom put on a thoughtful face.
“Well…she’s happy, and she’s ok. You might be a little…surprised at some of the stuff she can do now, though.” She said. Dash snorted, wondering exactly what she was implying by that. She wondered if AJ had told her much about what had really happened. Sisters or not, that would be one awkward conversation to have, even if it did have some valuable morals to teach. Like “Drink on moderation” and “Be careful what you stick up your butt.”
Dash was led into the living room. There she was, lounging on the sofa with a big goofy grin. She looked in one piece at least, from this angle. She was wearing an orange and white shirt, and a pair of jeans; both looked fresh, as if newly bought. In fact, they looked a size or so too small for the farmer, clinging to her frame, emphasizing her form. Dash wondered if she was trying to tease or entice her. Fine by her.
“Well, if it ain’t my new maid.” Drawled Applejack, standing up. “I’ve been looking forward to this.”
Dash wasn’t really sure what to say, other than a simple, nervous “Hey.” AJ seemed ok after all, which was a relief. It now dawned on her that she would be working here for a full week now. AJ went over to behind the sofa and produced what was going to be her uniform for the next seven days, a classic black and white maid outfit. Applejack pushed it into her arms. Something about her face seemed ever so slightly off to Rainbow, but she couldn’t quite place it.
“Well, might as well get started, girl. Get yourself changed.”
“Yeah, fine. One week of this, huh?” said Dash, taking the dress. AJ chuckled ominously.
“Oh it’s going to be a week to remember alright. And don’t bother leaving the room, just get changed in here and get it over with.”
“Uh…sure, ok.” Said Rainbow. Well, she wasn’t shy, and after what she had done to AJ, a little stripping was pretty mild. She quickly peeled her t-shirt over her head, revealing her white sports bra, before ditching her pants in short order. Acutely aware of two sets of eyes staring at her, Rainbow quickly donned the maid costume. The skirt reached just down between her knees and her hips, and there was a window meant for cleavage that wasn’t much of an issue for a girl like Dash. There was no hole for her wings, which meant they had to stay inside and out of use-probably deliberate on her new boss’s part. She felt more silly than anything, really. Well, whatever AJ wanted.
“Ok, there, I’m your maid. Hurray. So what, is there an apple that needs polished somewhere?”
“Now hold your horses there, Dash. We’re not done here just yet. Applebloom?”
Applebloom walked over and produced two small bottles filled with a bubbling something or other. It looked like a potion. Dash took them and gave AJ an inquiring look.
“Well, go ahead. Drink them.”
Applejack shook her head and laughed.
“What, you don’t trust me? You’re the maid, I’m the employer, I say drink up, you drink up.”
“Fine, fine, ok!” said Dash. She downed the two mystery liquids swiftly, and felt the warmth travel down her throat and into her core. She made a face at the taste, which was like a very strong cough syrup.
“Urgh…ok, I drank it. What was it?”
“Well,” said Applebloom, “I think the idea is to stop you bleeding out or from feeling much pain”
Rainbow Dash blinked, then turned around to see Applejack holding a very large, very sharp looking axe. Her eyes went wide as saucers and she put her hands up over her face.
“Aaaah! Ok, I’m sorry, Jack, I’m sorry for the bet, I’m sorry for the whole stupid thing, just don’t hurt me!”
She closed her eyes, only to hear yet more gentle laughter from the both of the Apple sisters.
“Dash, did you hear a word Applebloom said? We specifically don’t want to hurt you! We ain’t monsters. But uh, after, you know, how things went with me, I think I’m owed a little more than just the pleasure of seeing you in that cute outfit.”
“What do you mean?” said Rainbow, opening her eyes and rounding on her “employer.” Again, there was something off about Applejack’s grin. Her smile looked a little too wide for her face, somehow. And her skin seemed to ripple on occasion…
“Well, I’m thinking I make things interesting. You’re here seven days. If you mess up, you get punished. And as a starter, I’m taking those arms of yours.”
“…You’re taking my what? My arms?”
“Yup. So arms out,sugar.”
“Oh quit bellyaching, you’ll get ‘em back. Consider this part of your terms of employment. You ain’t gonna back outta the bet, are ya?”
“This was never part of the bet!” said Rainbow. Applejack stayed silent for a moment, and nodded, as if to herself.
“Suppose that’s true…” she said, quietly. She put her hands to her lips, and to Rainbow’s amazement, she began to pull them upwards. Her upper lip went up past her face and past the top of her head, the hole yawning wide.Aj pulled the skin of her head down her skull like it was a hoodie, and let it hang around her neck. Rainbow looked at her friends skull for the second time in her life. Only this time it was staring back at her.
“…but then again, neither was this.” Said Appleack, finishing her thought. “Yeah, Twilight put me back together, but some things don’t fix so well. Having your skin stretched out like mines was is one of ‘em.”
Rainbow stood there, feeling guilty as sin for what she had inadvertently done. She went to apologize, but AJ waved her off.
“Aww don’t sweat it. I’m still alive, and I’m getting used to it. Point is, you owe me. So, like I said, arms out. If you’re a good little maid, you’ll get out of this fine.”
Rainbow felt compelled to obey at least for now, thankful that she at least might get off lighter than that. She held her arms out straight as Applejack hefted the axe and swung, taking off the pegasus’s arm at the right shoulder. Dash felt the impact but no pain-just a numbness where her arm had been as it fell to the floor. Oddly, she caught herself thinking how fortunate it was that her outfit was sleeveless. Rainbow’s left arm soon joined it, and Applebloom quickly scooped them up before promptly leaving the room.
“She says she knows how to keep em from going bad, or whatever.” Said Applejack, seeing her now armless maid’s look. “That girl’s good with this kind of stuff. She’s had some fun with me, I’ll tell you that. Now…”
The farmer walked over to a desk and produced a duster as Dash tried to get a feel for her new body, shifting from foot to foot and testing her sense of balance. AJ walked back over to Rainbow and, without much ceremony, shoved the handle into her mouth.
“Get to it.”
Dash spent the rest of the daylight hours figuring out how to clean without using her arms. It was, shockingly, not that difficult. Rainbow Dash was a world class athelete, and she found that her body adapted intuitively to the new challenge present to her. Which was just as well, because the feather duster really didn’t taste all that great. No, it was much better to grasp it with her toes and clean using her legs as surrogate arms. It wasn’t as easy to clean as it would have been had she still been in possession of her arms, of course. But it was amazing what you could accomplish f you had a sense of balance, flexibility, core strength and the threat of having more limbs amputated.
Applejack was an intermittent presence, alternating between going out into the farm and coming to check on her new maid. Apparently, Mac insisted on taking on most of AJ’s responsibilities for the time being, having chosen to consider this as sick leave of sorts. Applejack wasn’t one for just lying on the couch all day though, and would still go and check up on him and do some work herself.
But she would always show up again, usually just as Dash was standing on her tiptoes on one foot and stretching for a hard to reach spot with the foot holding the duster. Dash was keenly aware of the farm girls stare, and the skirt in her outfit was far too short to protect her modesty, exposing her white panties to the blonde. Applejack wasn’t shy in voicing her approval of the view, either. She wouldn’t touch her physically-she was content to catcall on the sidelines before disappearing again, compliment her maid on her work.
Applebloom’s sister would come and go, asking the occasional question to Applejack about being armless, which helped pass the time at least. She was sweet and all, but Rainbow couldn’t help but find it strange how she seemed to be taking all of this in her stride. Not only that, but she appeared to be an active participant in Applejack’s revenge. Oh. Maybe that was it-revenge, for what had happened to her sister? If it was, she was an amazing actor, for she seemed to treat Rainbow with the same sunny manner that she had always used.
As for the other Apples, well, she didn’t get to see them until dinner time. Rainbow had wondered how Applejack was going to explain this to Granny Smith, and as it turned out, the answer was to just be completely up front about it. “Taken her arms off and made her yer maid over a drunken bet? Eh, whatever, I don’t understand you young folks .” was as much fuss as she had made over the whole thing. AJ had at least put her face back on for family dinner. Now that Dash knew the truth,she couldn’t help but notice the looseness of her skin, and the way it would occasionally move an inch or two away from where it should be, before Applejack would correct it.
Rainbow herself stood by the side, not eating with the family (a maid eats separately, after all). Wrapped around her neck was a tray bearing a large jug of apple juice, which she would bring to whoever asked for it. Applejack would also give her the odd request, such as to pass the applesauce. Which Rainbow would of course pass by using her feet, in silence. She wasn’t going to complain though, in case AJ asked her to make dinner next time. Rainbow’s cooking skills were virtually non-existent, and she really hoped AJ didn’t find this out.
The rest of the day was fairly easy-she helped clean the dishes and had to fetch another drink or so using her tray, but soon most of the family were away to bed. Dash was asked to have the house looking clean before going to her room, which was an old guestroom just across from AJ’s own. Rainbow did the rounds as efficiently as she could, wary of Applejack failing her on it and getting that axe out again. When she was absolutely sure she was done, she retired to the guest room, stripping herself out of the maid’s uniform and sinking into the bed.
Dash must have fallen asleep, because she soon felt herself being woken by the sound of walking in the hallway outside. She tried to ignore it, but whoever was out there seemed to be going back and forth aimlessly, and it was driving her mad. Groaning, she got up, still in her bra and panties, before opening the door. There was a naked figure wandering the halls, lit by the moonlight pouring in from the windows. She had her back turned to the sleepy Pegasus, standing pensively by the stairs like it was lost. At first glance she wanted to say Applejack, from the shape of her body. But then she noticed that this figure was all body. As in, she had no head.
Rainbow rubbed her eyes, then looked again. Yup, it was definitely Applejack, she even had her cutie mark on her thigh. But there was empty space where the head should be. Well, that wasn’t entirely true. Rainbow could see a mess of long blonde hair trailing down her back, still attached to the skin of her head, which was hanging down like a hoodie again. But her skull was entirely missing. As Rainbow tried to figure out what was going on, Applejack turned around again. Rainbow flinched and ducked behind the door again, before realising that she surely couldn’t be seen. So she peeked round again.
Applejack slowly walked towards her, hands occasionally jerking out and feeling the walls, as if for support. She did seem to sense someone’s presence, somehow, as the headless body would pause and, for lack of a better word, stare at Rainbow. To be fair, Rainbow was doing plenty of staring herself. Head or no head, Applejack was one hot girl. In fact, the lack of a head only seemed to enhance how sexy her body was, with its generously sized breasts swaying in the dark. And Rainbow did at least confirm that the apple incident had taken a toll on Applejack further south. Her pussy , even at rest and without prompting, lay open in a permanent gape, at least a few inches across. It brought back pleasant memories alright. Made her wish she still had fingers.
Rainbow let Applejack bump into her, feeling the warm flesh hit hers and then recoil in apparent surprise. Then the farm girls hands came up, as if to explore. Dash smiled as they encompassed her bra, grasping and groping. She wondered if she knew it was her. If this was some big act. Or maybe…it was part of her ongoing assessment. Her smile disappeared. Would she be judged on how she acted here? Was she being watched? She turned her head around, and saw no one, as AJ continued to feel her up, tracing her hands over the skin of her back and stomach.
Thinking it over, Rainbow decided that she should be a good girl and at least find out if Applejack was fully ok. She walked over to the farm girls room and quietly opened the door. Straight away she saw the sight of Applejack’s skull sitting on her bed. There was a sleeping mask over her eyes. She really had changed. Rainbow walked over and pulled the mask off. It wasn’t long before the unblinking green eyes that lay underneath slid into focus.
“Who…wha…Rainbow Dash? What in tarnation are you-“
“Shh! Everyone else is asleep. Look-“
She pointed at the naked body walking the halls. Applejack stared at it, although given that she had no eye-lids, this didn’t mean much. Then she chuckled.
“Heh. That rascal’s getting real smart. Musta figured out how to open the doors.”
“What’s going on? Did you do this?”
“Well, funny thing.” Said AJ bashfully, still whispering. “When Twi was putting me back together she put my body back together first, and it was like this. Even Twi doesn’t know how it works, or if it’s just a thing I can do or what. It’s like mah body works just fine without me, like its own person.”
“So you just…take your head off for fun?”
“It’s relaxing as anything I know. Like all my aches and pains just pop off, and I can just sit here and chill….”
As she spoke, her body walked back into the room. Dash shut the door behind them.
“Well, maybe lock your door or something next time.” She said.
“Yeah…hey, thanks, Dash. That was generous of you.”
“…No problem, boss.” Replied the maid. Applejack laughed again, her eyes twinkling.
“Heh, I like that. Boss. Hey, actually…could you do me a favour? Could you…well…polish me a little?”
“Oh, it makes me feel a little better. Go on, this isn’t even a maid thing, Applebloom even does it sometimes. Should be a cloth for you on the bedside.”
Rainbow retrieved the polish with her foot, not believing that she was spending her night doing this. She put it on the bed and sat on it, next to her employer’s skull.
“Here, let me get you into a good position…”
Rainbow managed to use her knees to hoist Applejack onto her lap. Then she began her work, using one foot to wipe at the bone and the other to keep it in position. She had to admit, it was somewhat therapeutic. Intimate almost. She just had to avoid sticking her toes into Applejacks eyes. At one point she turned her over so she was upside down so she could better clean the jaw and underside. Soon the bone was positively shining in the dark, helpfully illuminating Aj’s naked body as it wandered in circles around the room.
“Thank ya kindly” said AJ, when it was done. “I’m glad that, no matter what’s happened, or what…may happen…we’re still friends. That means a lot, ya know.”
“Hey, don’t get all mush, you’re embarrassing me.” Said Dash. But she was heartened by the tone, and it made her feel a lot better about all of this. Perhaps things wouldn’t be so bad here, after all…
The next day, Dash was charged with making breakfast. As she had feared, this proved to be a fairly major disaster. If she was a bad cook with her arms, Rainbow was an even worse cook without them. She gave it her all, she really did, breaking several plates in the process. But if you make toast and jam using only your feet, people are probably going to notice.
“Rainbow, I ‘preciate the breakfast and all,” said Applebloom, through a very forced looking smile. “But it…uh…its…”
“It tastes like feet.” Said Applejack, grimacing.
“Yyyyup” agreed Big Mac, looking a bit queasy.
“Well, what did you expect?” said Dash, annoyed.
“Hey now, no back chat now. You’re a maid, ya hear?” replied Applejack. “Sorry Dash, but this is going to need punishment. Come to my room after you help clear up this mess.”
After cleaning away the dishes again, Rainbow reported to her bosses room, where the Apple sisters were both waiting. AJ was casually twirling a saw in her hands as Rainbow entered.
“Guess you can tell how this is gonna go.” said Applejack, smug expression on her face.
“Yeah, yeah. Uh, don’t you think this’ll make the whole maid thing a bit…tricky?”
“That’s your problem sugarcube, not mine. Now lay down.”
Well, this was all just part of the deal, thought Rainbow, as she got down on the floor. Applebloom held her shoulders as AJ got down on her knees, making a point of hitching Dash’s skirt up over her stomach to fully expose her legs. She began to saw through Rainbow’s well-toned thighs, just short of halfway down between the hips and knees. It wasn’t a short job, and Rainbow was thankful that the potion was still working so that she didn’t feel much pain. The saw caught a little when it hit the bone, and Applejack was visibly exerting herself to cut through it. She sighed with relief when she finally got the left leg off.
“Struggling there, boss?” asked Dash. “I’d lend a hand, but, you know…”
“Best hold that tongue there, ‘fore I take that out as well. Would be a real shame, too.” Hmm, good point actually. Dash kept quiet as her right leg joined her left on the floor, leaving her limbless save for her wings, which remained constricted inside the maid costume. She watched from the floor, helpless, as Applebloom gathered up her discarded legs like logs for the fire.
“Thanks Rainbow, I’ll take real good care of these!” she said, as if Rainbow had given her a gift for her birthday. “See y’all!”
“What is she doing with those anyway?” asked Rainbow, as she disappeared from view. “Seems kind of weird.”
“Aww let her have her fun, Dash, she’s taken a real interest in the body since my, ahem, incident. Think she has a shed set up somewhere on the ground for it.”
“Right…” said Dash, who hadn’t exactly been set at ease with this information. “Well…hey, can I use my wings at least to get around, or something?” AJ rubbed her face thoughtfully, moving it up and down along her skull, the eyeholes resting on her forehead for a second or so before she casually fixed it.
“Well…ok, sure. And even if you’re off cooking duties, I still expect quality service, ok?”
She bent down and quickly ripped the back of the maid dress off to free Dash’s wings. This unfortunately caused the rest of the top half to fall down, exposing the pegasus’s bra, which became apparent as the quad amputee maid started to float in mid-air with her wings.
“You wanted your wings free, right? Hmm…how’d you even get that thing on in the morning without arms?” asked Applejack, poking at Rainbow’s breasts with her finger.
Dash had to get used to the taste of the feather dusters handle pretty quickly, as her mouth was the only thing she could use to hold it. Well, Applejack did suggest alternative methods, but Rainbow declined to take her up on that offer. Besides, she hadn’t done enough kegel exercises to make that work. Her wings being freed up was a blessing though, and if anything she was even more mobile now than what she was yesterday. She felt very light without her arms and legs weighing her down. So the day went past rather pain-free, at first. Even Applejack couldn’t fault her work when she came in to check on her, holding a glass of water in one hand and sweating visibly.
“Well colour me surprised, Rainbow Dash, we might just make a maid out of you yet!” she said with a smile. She wiped a trail of sweat from her forehead, the frowned.
“Hoo-ee, I’m out of shape after all that time off. I’m sweating up a storm. Let me just take care of that…”
Applejack put the glass down on a nearby shelf before repeating her trick from the day before, pulling the skin of her head down over her skull like a hood. This time, however, she kept going. With some stretching she managed to pull her arms out through her skins mouth hole, and proceeded to pull it downwards like pajamas, pulling her feet out and leaving the whole thing on the ground, still with its clothes on, the mouth gaping as wide as her body was.
“Ah, much better.” Said Applejack. “No more sweat, nice cool breeze…”
Rainbow stared at her, mouth also wide open. Applejack’s muscles were well formed, but Dash never thought she’d see them in this level of detail. It occurred to her that AJ was technically naked as well, but if anything this seemed less explicit than if she had just taken off her clothes, with no nipples or labia-just two mounds of yellow fat on her chest, and a hole between her legs. Rainbow watched, stupefied, as AJ folded up first her discarded clothes and then her skin into two neat piles.
“There. I expect these to be clean in due time. See you around, Dash.”
And there she went again, pausing only to shake her now ultra-exposed rear as she left.
Dash slowly dragged the folded clothes other to the kitchen with her mouth and dumped them into the washing machine, which she managed to get working with clever use of her wings. Then she turned back to the pelt on the floor. She didn’t think putting that in a washing machine was a great idea. So she decided to give it a bath. Dash took a big mouthful of it and bit down to keep it in its folded state before going upstairs to the bathroom, where she ran some water into the tub. As it ran, she spread the skin out on the floor and had a look.
It really was much larger than it should have been. Standing on her stumps and then bending over so she was lying on her stomach, Rainbow manipulated AJ’s skin with her wingtips. The first thing she checked was obviously the holes at the bottom. Sure enough, Rainbow could stretch any of them wide enough that she could have easily crawled inside and used it as a sleeping bag. Which wasn’t the worst idea, come to think of it. She shifted on her stumps. Her wings were dexterous, but due to their position on her back, they couldn’t quiet scratch the particular itch she was having, as she thought back to her encounter with AJ’s headless body the other night. A few more days without fingers and she might get a little distracted-
There was a loud noise from outside, jolting Dash back to her senses. She shot up into the air and turned around, trying to make sense of it. It was like a very loud sort of thud, mixed with something else. Curious, she opened the door and hovered by a window. There was a small shed just in view. Some sort of green vapor was floating out of it. As she wondered about this, there was another, louder bang, and a hole suddenly appeared in the roof as something seemed to shoot out of it. Rainbow yelped and shot back from the window, and in the process collided with a painting behind her. It fell to the ground, the frame breaking.
“Rainbow, what was that?” came Applejack’s voice. Rainbow cursed; what where the odds that she would have heard that?! Sure enough, the skinless farmer’s head poked around the hallway corner.
“Rainbow, you klutz! That was a family heirloom!”
“Yeah yeah, sorry, but did you not hear that explosion?!” cried Rainbow. Applejack looked at her-it was hard to tell what expression she was trying to convey,given that she didn’t have a face.
“Explosion? What explo-ooh, you mean outside? Oh that’s just Bloom playing around. She’s just having fun.”
“Having…AJ, look! Something weird’s going on!” said Rainbow, nodding her head towards the window. AJ just crossed her arms.
“Looked at me lately, Rainbow? Or yourself? Now quit making excuses, you done good big time with that…wait, what’s that sound?”
“Huh? What sound…wait. Oh, shoot!”
Rainbow flew back to the bathroom to find it already in the process of flooding, with AJ’s pelt partially soaked. She looked back to see Applejack standing in the doorway, staring her down. Rainbow laughed nervously.
“Hehe…heh..I’ll just go get the saw then.”
“You do that.”
Now being completely devoid of limbs had left Dash somewhat compromised as a maid. But that didn’t stop Dash from doing her best with the tools that she had. She could still walk around on what remained of her legs, albeit slowly. Therefore she could still perform her duties to some degree, although anything over a normal person’s waist height was essentially off limits to her. Still, Dash made the most out of it, pottering around like a kid learning to walk in half of a maid outfit and a duster between her teeth. Big Mac at one point offered to help her out with the higher shelves and surfaces, but Dash was determined to do this on her own.
“You cleaned all this by yerself?” Applejack had asked, after coming in from the fields.
“Yup! There’s no stopping the Dash!”
Applejack looked down at the triumphant looking amputee, looking slightly annoyed.
“Hmm…we’ll see about that.”
As the day had progressed, Applejack had found new uses for her, ones with perhaps less dignity than a maid. For example, as a pillow. While the farmer had complained, noisily and often, about the lack of cushion in certain parts of Dash, she had nevertheless taken to resting her head against Dash’s rear while lying either on the sofa or in bed. She would rub her loose scalp up and down the nearly helpless pegasus’s cheeks, occasionally sharing her thoughts on her friends, what she had done today, ect ect. Dash, lacking any real mobility whenever she was lying on her back or stomach, had no real choice but to listen, and occasionally chime in with her own thoughts. In a way it was kind of relaxing, especially after two days of cleaning and serving. She didn’t even protest much when Applebloom had started playing with her hair like a doll, brushing it and tying a little ribbon into her coloured locks. Even Dash sometimes just felt like being pampered sometimes.
The rest of the apple family had apparently taken to her new form as well. Granny Smith would come in and sneak her the odd treat from the kitchen, rustling her hair affectionately before disappearing again. Big Mac was in the house the least out of all of them, and he wasn’t exactly known for his conversational prowess. But while he refused the invitation to use Dash as a pillow, perhaps conscious of his massive size, he didn’t protest when Applejack sat next to her brother and propped Dash against his side, so that they were both leaning into her as they reclined.
This was how most of the next day was spent-literally lying around. If she was stood up on her stumps she could waddle around a little, but Applejack enjoyed carrying her around under her arm, commenting on how light she was now. Towards the end of the third day, Applejack had made a point of taking Dash for a bath. Dash was stripped and carefully placed into a partially filled tub, as AJ had scrubbed and washed at her body. The delimbed Pegasus as acutely aware of the way that her nipples stood to attention as Applejack worked, and she had felt her hands linger over sensitive spots for a few seconds, teasingly. But that was as far as it went, and Dash wasn’t going to give her employer (or perhaps owner was a better word now) the satisfaction of hearing her beg for release.
She had perhaps thought that release was finally coming at night when AJ placed her on her bed and got undressed. Applejack had stood in front of the mirror, turning around to see herself, spreading her cheeks and staring at the cavernous hole of her ass, stretching herself with two hands and muttering something, as if she was measuring the progress of her holes, all while Dash watched from the bed. Then she pulled her head skin back, placed a sleeping mask over her eyes, and with a series of careful twists and turns, she lifted her skull off of her body, which then deposited her onto Dash’s stomach The headless body promptly climbed into bed at the beckoning of her head, cuddling Dash with one arm as the three of them drifted off to sleep.
Around the afternoon of the fourth day, after being put back together again, Applejack sprung a surprise on her.
“Hey sugarcube. We’re a little low on a few things for tonight’s dinner. You don’t mind going into town for me, do you?”
“W-What? Like this?”
“Oh, I’ve seen you get about like that just fine.”
“But people will see!” whined Rainbow. Applejack was unsympathetic to this.
“Don’t forget, you’re still working for me, limbs or no limbs. If you think ah can’t take anything else away from you, you’re in for a surprise. Now get to it. If you’re back in time I’ll fix you up something nice.”
With that, Applejack picked up Rainbow and set her on her stumps just outside the entrance to the farm. Grumbling, Rainbow began the long, long, looooong walk back to town, still wearing her torn maids dress. She had maybe gotten about halfway, after an hour or so, before getting sick of the way that her skirt trailed along the ground. If she tripped on it she would potentially be stuck, which was a risk not worth taking. No longer caring about how she would be seen, Dash shimmied out of the damn thing and left it in a ditch, continuing on in just her underwear.
Of course, she attracted lot of stares as she ever so slowly waddled to the market. And it wasn’t long before some random stranger had offered to carry her over. Dash had refused, more out of the remnants of her pride than anything else. But she did eventually let a nice mare hold her up so that she could actually see the stuff for sale in the stalls. She had a pouch of bits slung over her neck but the merchant flat out refused to receive payment, simply letting her have them and telling her to come back whenever she want “until she got better”. Which should be next week really, but Dash didn’t let anyone know this, for reasons she couldn’t quite get straight in her head. Grabbing her back of shopping in her teeth, Rainbow began her trek back to the farm. By sheer luck she managed to get in and out without any of her friends seeing her, at least.
As she made her way back, Rainbow reflected on being out in public like this. Part of her had expected people to be weirded out, or to make fun of her. But everyone had been pretty nice about it-offering to hold her shopping, petting her hair, giving her little hugs as she tried to get back. Sure it was patronising, and a little annoying to be held up when she was trying to stay relatively incognito. But it hadn’t been…bad. Much like her week so far, the experience had been alien and yet somehow rewarding. Dash had always been a very proud girl, yet also somewhat insecure and anxious about how she was perceived. For people to just…not care about her condition, and to actually act really nice? She had a strange feeling in her chest as she finally got back to the farm, around evening time
The door was, thankfully, already opened for her as she waddled back into the farmhouse.
“Hey, AJ, I’m back with your stuff!” she said, after letting go of the bag with her mouth. Then something odd happened, and suddenly her vision was doing barrel rolls, and she felt a strange falling sensation as her head hit against something. Rainbow shut her eyes and waited for this off sensation to pass. But while the rolling did stop, she did not quite feel herself. Or, in fact, feel anything south of her jaw. She opened her eyes, and found that the world had flipped 90 degrees to the right. This was obviously a concern, but Dash had spotted something that was perhaps even more concerning: her own body, now headless as well as limbless, still standing on its stumps before slowly falling backwards.
Applejack walked into Rainbow’s view, crouching down holding her axe and smiling down smugly.
“I asked you to get me those ingredients for dinner, and ya couldn’t even manage that.”
Oh yeah. Dinner. Dash blinked a few times, unsure if she could even speak, before remembering Applejack ‘s trick with her own head.
“S-sorry…” was all she said. Applejack put the axe down and picked up her prize by the hair, dangling her in front of her face.
“Face it, Dash, you’re hopeless as a maid. I thought I’d give you one last chance…and ya blew it. So…” Applejack brought Rainbow as close as possible to her own face. “Yer just gonna spend the remainder of our time together like this. Don’t fret though. I’m sure we can find a use for you.”
If Dash had still been able to gulp, she would have.