Look at this disgusting orange horse.
>>30692900
What about the beautiful orange apple horse?
>>30692900
Mm.
Workin' gal.
Sexy.
Gaze and gather upon this majestic white uncommonness.
>>30693011
Oh, she's greatAs SECOND best pone.
>>30692900
Implying you wouldn't help her was the days hard labor away
>Implying that you wouldn't help her relax with a full body massage
>Implying you wouldn't eat a hardy cooked meal with her and her family
>Implying you wouldn't cuddle and spoon with her until you both fall into a blissful slumber.
Stop being a faggot op.
>>30692900
"Alright, stop right where you are."
>"What? What for?"
"Take a look at your hooves."
>"Yeah, what about 'em?"
>You sigh and rub the bridge of your nose while you count to ten.
"Applejack, when I invited you to stop by later, I was rather hoping that you wouldn't turn up looking as if you'd been dragged backwards through a muddy field by an angry bull."
>To your surprise, she laughs.
>"You're a little wide of the mark there, Anon. Lemme come in tell you what really happened, it's kind of a funny story."
>The muddy mare advances on your doorway yet again.
"Stop."
>She complies, giving you a slightly hurt look with her green eyes."
"I'd love to hear your story, but I've just cleaned. In anticipation of your visit, actually. And I would kinda like you not to track up the place."
>"Aw shucks, Anon, you didn't need to clean up for little ol' me!"
>Another sigh, another ten-count.
"Look, just wait there a moment."
>Applejack's face develops a quizzical expression, but she complies while you disappear inside your house.
>You reappear a moment later bearing the business end of a garden hose, attached to your kitchen faucet.
"Hold still..."
>Without any further preamble you open the nozzle, directing the spray at her mud-caked legs.
>Applejack immediately begins to prance in place.
>"Ghe-hehe-ha-HA-HA! Stop it! It tickles!"
"Grin and bear it. Almost done."
>"Hyah-ha-HA-HA-HA"
>Satisfied that you had banished at least most of the mud from her hooves to your porch, you close the nozzle and give it a shake before stepping aside.
"NOW you can come in."
>Applejack wipes a tear from her eye.
>"Wow Anon, I never had you figured for a sissy type. I thought you liked getting dirty."
>She starts walking through your front door.
"I do, but I prefer to keep the dirt outside. Ah! Mat!"
>She stops again, and giving you a slightly annoyed look, backtracks a couple of steps and wipes her hooves on the small mat by your door.
>>30693046
>"Okay, any other issues I need to address, or can I come in now?"
"You can come in now. Hope you brought your appetite."
>"You don't think I ended up looking like that from sittin' around on my flanks all day, do ya?"
>Now it's your turn to laugh.
"Nah, I suppose not. Thanks for coming."
>"Shoot, what are friends for?"
>You close the door.
>After a couple of months in this strange new land, you had finally gotten settled enough to repay her hospitality.
>Without her help, you doubt you would have survived those first lonely nights in Equestria.
>Your idea of repaying her was to make her dinner.
>She had enthusiastically agreed to 'come by later', as you had put it.
I just wanted to write that scene. Might do more later. Just trying to break a writer's block for something I'm working on.
>>30693017
>look at my disgusting OC
>>30692900
She looks pretty pleased with herself.
Think she's thinking about how much fun it's going to be to walk through your house with her muddy hooves?
>"Who's a pretty pony?"
>>30693094
you is
>>30693103
who is?
>>30693094
What the hell happened to her goddamn face?!
>>30693094
Not you, deformed two legged monstruosity.
This is.
>>30693094
And if you really have to post humans, at last post decent ones (protip: big tits doesn't automatically mean good)
>>30693094
>pony