*THWACK*

*RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE*

Another tree's apples came tumbling down into the carefully-placed buckets beneath it.

Coral Leaf arched his back, and tapped his 'whacking stick' against his foot, before taking a swing at the next tree.

The last few days, Coral had found himself trying to be a bit more on-the-nose when it came to his job as the Apple Family's hired hand.

Applejack had seemed a bit upset about her little sister taking him into town on a few errands during working hours, cutting into valuable harvesting time. Though Applebloom had sweet-talked her big sis about Coral feeling more at home with each visit to Ponyville, AJ's response nowadays, was a none-too-pleased look as Applebloom 'bounced' out of the house, along with a turned-up lip.

Applebloom had even attempted to soften her sister's harvesting fears, by attempting to help out in the orchard. However, due to her overly-voluptuous chest, her efforts to applebuck were wearing her out quickly, due to the swinging of her pendulous chest.

It wasn't uncommon for Coral to come in from the orchard, and find Applebloom either taking a shower, or sitting in the living room, wrapped in large towels, letting her long red hair dry off.

Coral would often head straight to his room until dinner time, as his imagination would take over, imagining the naked contours of Applebloom's body, either beneath the towels, or under the steady spray of the bathroom showerhead.

Of course, along with harvesting and getting ready for the family's yearly Ciderfest, there was also the matter of the barn dance that Coral and Applebloom had suggested to Applejack.

Originally, Coral had floated the idea to change the subject during an awkward conversation with Applebloom. However, it had quickly gained traction, and now seemed less of a suggestion, and more of a sure thing...making Coral a bit nervous.

A visit to Rarity's a few days ago, had definitely not done any favors to finishing the apple harvesting on Sweet Apple Acres, or calmed down Applebloom's big sister. However, it did give Coral some hope that he might soon have some decent support for the equipment that was contained in his overalls.

Naturally, Applejack insisted that time away from the orchard, meant that they might not complete harvesting the entire crop before Ciderfest, which was an iron-clad goal of hers, that she wasn't going to make anyone forget...as Coral recalled from earlier in the day.

"Hirin' an extra hand was s'posed to prevent this from happening," she had insisted at the breakfast table that morning. "But according to my calculations, we're ony 60% complete, and Ciderfest is in a week-and-a-half!"

Coral had recalled Applebloom claiming she was partially to blame, given her growing chest, which had slowed down her harvesting in the east orchard.

Fortunately, Coral had finished up his work in the south orchard, and had taken over for her, but still, Applejack insisted they might need to do some evening work soon, to meet their quota.

"Don't forget," reminded Applejack, the last time he had seen her. "We still need to prepare and barrel plenty of cider for the weeklong festivities. We'll need at least 2-3 times as many barrels as past seasons, given the amount of ponies ah suspect will be coming."

"Coral!"

The sound of Applebloom's voice these days (along with the thought of her going bra-less, given how she seemed to have grown a little in recent days!), had made concealing his raging hard-on a bit tougher than usual.

Fortunately, Coral still had the fabric Rarity had used to bound his penis against his body, after his fitting at Carousel Boutique. Each morning, after he had quelled his 'morning wood,' he had bound his johnson against his stomach, but with the sound of Applebloom's voice, he often found himself wondering if the fabric would hold.

He waved as the full-chested filly came over the hill, wearing another of her big pink bows. Today she was wearing a blue plaid shirt, along with cutoff jean shorts. Of course, it was clear to see that the shirt was hugging her contours, quite tightly.

It was then that his waving slowed, as he saw Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo coming up behind her. It wasn't so much Scootaloo that made him slow his wave, but Sweetie.

Of Applebloom's girl friends, it was Sweetie who was a bit more rambunctious than he liked.

He was still a little upset about the accident that had left the front and back of his head a little sore, and when she tried to tickle him, she had accidentally grasped at his stallion meat (fortunately, he had been wearing his overalls).

She and Scootaloo had been there, and had promised not to tell Applebloom, but he wasn't really sure the snow white filly could even do that.

At least Scootaloo wasn't as manipulative. She wasn't quite as talkative as Sweetie, but he had to admit that seeing her perform on her motorcycle the other day, showed her to be a very talented pegasus.

"Hi Applebloom," he called, as the group came over to him.

"Well, he certainly perked up seeing you arrive," smiled Sweetie.

"Nice to see you too, Sweetie Belle," said Coral, his tone souring a bit upon greeting her.

"Aw, is that anyway to treat the bearer of good news?" asked Sweetie.

"What good news?"

"Well, I came by to tell you and Applebloom, that Rarity's finished! I tried to get her to tell me what she's got in store for you two, but she wants it to be a surprise."

For a moment, a slight smile spread across Coral's face. Finally, he was going to have something to properly contain his huge stallionhood!

"Looks like somepony's a happy stallion," noted Scootaloo, seeing the expression. "Or, maybe he's thinking of your sister?"

"What? No!" said Coral. "I-well, you know what? Maybe you girls should go and pick my stuff up."

"WHAT!!?"

The exclamation wasn't what Coral expected, especially from all three girls.

"Coral Leaf, this is Rarity we're talkin' about," said Applebloom.

"Yeah," chimed in Scootaloo. "She always wants to be sure her customers are satsified. You don't just get stuff from her like you do from a store!"

"She'll want to make sure everything fits and is comfortable," said Sweetie Belle. "And if it isn't right, she'll make it right."

"Well, um, I didn't mean to offend your sister," said Coral to Sweetie. "It's just, the harvesting is kind of falling behind, and, I don't want to let Applejack and the others down."

Sweetie rolled her eyes, before looking at Applebloom.

"Would you talk to him, Applebloom? He seems to listen to you."

"Coral," said Applebloom, walking slowly over to him, "ah'm sure Applejack won't mind you taking a little time for yourself like this. Truth be told, ah think you should come and see what Rarity made for ya. She's always done some amazing things for us. I kind of wonder what she made for you."

Coral gulped a bit, trying to stick to his credo, but even he was powerless against her sweet-talking him into some things.

"Oh, alright," he said. "But if your sister gets upset with me, it's, it's all your fault."

Needless to say, Applejack was a "little" upset.

After railing on about how the Apple family hadn't missed one harvest deadline in their entire family history, Coral softened her stance, by promising to do some work later on that evening.

It was a compromise Applejack was willing to accept, and pretty soon, he and the three girls were off to Ponyville.

*Ring-a-ling*

"Rarity?" Called out Sweetie Belle. "We're here!"

"Co-ming!"

As the group watched, Rarity trotted into the room, with a big smile on her face.

"Oh, I am so happy you all could come! I had such fun making your new things. Especially yours, Coral!"

"M-me?" He asked, turning a little red.

"Why, yes! You poor dear, wearing nothing but that thing. No offense mind you, but for a stallion such as yourself, I think you need to be a little more, outgoing! And Rarity, is here to help you out!"

"And Applebloom," said Rarity, turning her attention to the overabundant girl. " I think we'll finally get these girls of yours, under control. I've made some changes to my designs, that I am sure will do the trick.
"And of course, there are your swimsuits. I designed them specially for each of you two. And, I didn't want Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo to be left out, so you girls are getting new suits too!"

"Really?" came Sweetie and Scootaloo's voices in unison.

"You three have been such good friends, that it was almost a crime to not consider such a thing," said Rarity. "Though before we get to you fillies, I think we should make sure Coral here, is properly taken care of."

"Alright," said Applebloom, heading for the stairs. "Just call for us when you two are done. Hope you like your new wardrobe, Coral!"

Coral watched the girls trot up to the guest bedroom, before turning to Rarity.

"Now, my enormous stallion," said Rarity, a big smile spreading across her face. "Let's see how well you size up."

Coral had to give Sweetie Belle credit: her sister really did know what she was doing.

Like magic, the underwear Rarity had made was like something out of a dream. It was firm, yet still had enough give in his crotch. Sure, it made a large bulge in the front, but the fact that he wasn't flopping around in his overalls, made him happy.

There were also several pairs of denim jeans and jean-shorts that had been made. The added material to contain his bulge did give Coral a moment to pause, notably seeing the elongated zipper on the front. However, Rarity assured him that his package would be fine.

The collared shirts were also a nice touch, and Coral was surprised to find that the buttons on his shirts, each had his initials!

Pretty soon, he found himself standing in front of Rarity's three-way mirror, wearing a blue plaid shirt, one pair of his new underwear, and some well-packed jeans. Probably for the first time since he had started to grow down below, he felt...normal.

"So, how did I do?" Asked Rarity.

"Those girls were right," he smiled, looking at Rarity. "You really do know your stuff."

A few seconds later, Coral was being whirled around by an excited Rarity.

"Oh, I am the happiest pony in Ponyville," she giggled. "I will admit, I don't normally make garments for males, but you my little stallion, were a challenge I couldn't wait to undertake!"

"Well, I'm happy it all worked out for you," said Coral, once again admiring his reflection in the mirror.

"Oh but wait," said Rarity. "We got one last thing to try on: your swimwear!"

Sometime later, Coral knocked on the guest bedroom door in Canterlot Boutique.

"Ok girls," he said. "It's your turn now."

There was a fit of giggling as the door was thrown open, and the girls saw Coral standing there...in his overalls?

"Hey, what gives?" Asked Scootaloo.

"Yeah, we he-ah mean, where's your new clothes?" Asked Applebloom.

"I, told Rarity I wanted to break them in doing chores," said Coral.

"Doesn't quite sound like the Rarity I know," said Sweetie Belle, a bit suspiciously.

"Well, I can be a bit persuasive," replied Coral, a smile on his face. Unknown to them, he was at least wearing a pair of the new underwear Rarity had made.

"Suuurree you can," said Sweetie, before perking up. "Come on, girls. Let's see what sis has in store for us!"

The trio thundered past Coral, who then entered the room, and closed the door. A few moments later, the sound of excitable young fillies could be heard, faintly through the door.

Last time, he hadn't really gotten a good look at the place (thanks to Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo's 'hijinks'). There were some sewing machines on desks, and yards of fabric heaped in a corner. There was also a bookshelf nearby, with binders filled with patterns, and reams of notebooks.

There were also binders labeled by year. Taking one that was a few years old, Coral began flipping through it.

It revealed a number of pictures, some of which were labeled by project, and client. Coral was surprised to see a number of prominent figures in dresses, including Princesses Luna, and Celestia!

That is impressive, he thought. Celebrities were one thing, but Rarity had even clothed royalty?

Turning the pages, he soon came to one picture that made him pause.

It was Applebloom, looking a bit smaller than she was now, sitting on a chair in the boutique. She was wearing a light purple dress, but what caught Coral's eye, was the expression she was wearing on her face.

It was one Coral had seen in his own reflection: a smile that seemed to tell most ponies that you were just fine...but deep down, you felt a bit..uncomfortable?

We're a lot alike, Applebloom, he thought, eyes playing over the picture.

*KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK*

"Coral?"

The sound of Applebloom's voice caused him to almost leap out of his overalls, as he quickly closed the binder, and shoved it back in the bookshelf.

"Y-yeah?"

"We're all done. Ready to head back to Sweet Apple Acres?"

Soon afterwards, the girls and Coral gathered up their things, and headed off.

As they reached the trail headed back to the farm, Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo decided to part ways with Applebloom and Coral.

"Okay," said Applebloom. "But don't forget, we're going swimmin' tomorrow right after breakfast."

"How could I forget?" Said Scootaloo. "Especially with the new bikinis Rarity made us!"

"Yeah, she really went all-out," said Sweetie Belle. "How about you, Coral? How does your swimwear look?"

"It, looks, nice," said Coral, getting a bit tongue-tied.

"Oo-kay, but what does it 'look like?'" Asked Scootaloo.

"Um, I'd rather it be a, surprise," said Coral.

"Well, if there's one stallion whose full of surprises, it's you, Coral," said Applebloom. "I guess we can take your word for it, and see for ourselves tomorrow. Right, girls?"

"Oh, I guess so," said Sweetie, dejectedly, as she and Scootaloo waved goodbye, and headed on their way.

The fitting at Rarity's hadn't gone on nearly as long as expected, so by the time Coral and Applebloom returned to the farm, Coral was still able to get in a few hours of applebucking that afternoon, before dinner.

This time, Rarity's underwear kept his package firmly in place, and Coral was surprised to find that his mind was more focused on the task at hand.

A few times, his mind strayed to Applebloom, and he could feel the material expanding ever-so-slightly, but not to the point of severely tenting out his overalls.

When he heard the dinner bell, Coral returned to the farmhouse, where after a quick shower, he joined the family for dinner. Of course, the trip into town did come up.

"So, Applebloom tells us you got yerself some fancy new duds," said Granny Smith.

"That's right, Granny," said Coral. "Straight from Rarity. Have to say, she sure knows a thing-or-two."

"She shore does," said Applejack. "Why long time ago, ah wasn't in for all the frills and lace, but somehow, she was able to turn me around."

"Heard she even made some nice new underthings for Applebloom here," said Granny, giving Coral a little wink.

"Granny," said Applejack, "we don't talk about...underthings, at the dinner table."

Unseen to anyone else at the moment, the mention of 'underthings,' was causing a stirring in Coral's own underthings.

"Aw, it's alright," said Applebloom. "Besides, it is rather nice to have some support again. Maybe ah can go back to helpin' you all in the field soon, after tomorrow."

"Wh-whuh? What happens tomorrow?" Asked Granny. "Yer Birthday already here agin?"

"No Granny," said Applebloom, giving a little giggle. "Coral Leaf, Sweetie Belle, Scootaloo and I are going down to the swimmin' hole for a spell! Should be more fun, as Rarity made mah friends some new swimsuits too!"

"Well, that was right thoughtful of her," said Applejack, "but Coral might need to take a raincheck."

"But he just got new swimwear," said Applebloom.

"Yes, and in case you haven't heard, we're a bit behind where ah want us to be for this harvest."

"Applejack, you'll get the harvestin' done," said AB. "Sure there's a few more apples than usual, but it-"

"It's not just a few, young lady," said AJ. "It's a good 1/3 of our crop we need to finish bringin' in, and a good portion of that needs to be converted for the Ciderfest soon."

"Ok, it's more than just a few, but can't you just give Coral one teeny little day off?"

"Applebloom-"

"Just this one, teeny-tiny little day off? Please?"

Under the table, Coral was starting to feel a bit more throbbing, from Applebloom's 'baby talk' to her sister. It was rather pleasant that she wanted him to join them.

"I know working hard is one of your priorities, Applejack," he said, meeting her green eyes. "But I'll try to focus a bit more tonight, and try to clear out the west orchard by tomorrow evening. Ok?"

Applejack looked from both Coral, to her sister (giving her a big-eyed pout that she hadn't used in years).

"Oh, alright," said Applejack. "Coral can go, but you better pick up yer game after dinner, and tomorrow night. Like ah said earlier, as our hired hand, you might be due for some more nights out in the orchard to help us finish on time."

"He'll do fine," said Applebloom. "Right, Coral?"

"Yeah, of course," he said, with an earnest smile.

Later on that night in the orchard, as he kept trying to focus on bucking more trees, Coral's mind kept thinking about going swimming the next day.

Yes, he had told the girls he'd go, but deep down, he was having second thoughts.

He had promised Rarity that he'd wear her new wardrobe when doing his chores, but even here, he was still unsure.

Those shorts and jeans, really show off my, package, he had thought. Maybe a bit too much.

The underwear was a 'blessing in disguise,' but what would some of the others think if they saw how big he was down there? What would Applejack say...or, worst of all, what would Applebloom think of him?

His mind drifted back to the swimwear Rarity had made for him. He admitted deep down, he was a little embarrassed by it, but Rarity had sold him on it's design, claiming that it would accentuate how masculine a stallion he was.

They were nice words, he thought. But, maybe I'm just not ready to, show off like she wants. I know Applebloom considers me one of her friends...but she might think twice about wanting to be friends with somepony like...like me.

As 10 o'clock rolled around, Coral headed back to the farmhouse. Fortunately, the Apples were polite enough to leave a light on for him, and he entered, to find the living area quiet.

Before going to his room, Coral stopped at Applejack's door, and gave a quiet knock. A few moments later, it opened a bit, and Applejack appeared, wiping some sleep out of her eyes.

"Whuh? Oh, hi Coral. Somethin' ah can help you with?"

The next day after breakfast, Applebloom rushed off to her room, and soon came bouncing down the stairs in her new swimsuit.

"Well, whaddya think, everpony?"

There were some positive murmurings from the others, but Coral was a bit speechless as AB modeled her new swimsuit.

Rarity had used a shiny purple material for Applebloom's two-piece. The light seemed to make it shine as if she were bathed in the glow of a thousand sequins.

The bust area was almost like a tube top, with some of the girl's huge bosom peeking out over the top, though Coral found his eye focused on the center of the top.

It was here that Rarity had created a little 'window,' in the shape of an apple...and a bit of the girl's inner-cleavage was poking out, almost like a mini-set of cleavage.

Her hips were contained in a rather small set of bottoms, that seemed to accentuate her lower curves, and as the young pony moved in the light, it was hard not to follow the trace of the lighting.

"Well, Rarity sure likes shiny things on her outfits," said Applejack. "And it looks like she wants you and the girls to really make an impression."

"Ah guess," said Applebloom. "Whaddya think, Coral? You haven't said anything yet."

Feeling his underwear starting to swell with excitement, Coral tried to draw his attention towards AB's eyes, away from the little window of cleavage.

"Oh yeah. Well, Rarity does it again," he said, giving a little chuckle.

"Yeah, she sure did," said AB. "Ah was afraid the top might pinch, but it fits perfectly. Say, why don't you go up and change, and we can see what she made for you, Coral?"

"Actually Applebloom, Coral isn't goin' swimming with you girls," interjected Applejack.

"Huh? But he said last night at dinner that he'd make up the time, yesterday, and later on today."

"I did," said Coral. "But, as much as I want to go swimming, I also want to make sure your family's harvest is taken care of."

"But there's plenty of time," said Applebloom, bouncing a bit in protest.

"Now look, sugarcube," said AJ. "Ah know he's your friend and you wanna show him around Ponyville, but Coral's also our hired hand. He's got a lot of applebuckin' to do, and since you've grown a bit too big to handle some of the responsibility, he's got to make up for that."

Applebloom was silent for a few moments. The playful reveal of the swimsuit seemed to have been replaced with an awkward silence, as the bountiful filly processed what her sister had said, with a rather glum look on her face.

"Look," said Coral, trying to make her feel better. "Maybe, once harvesting's over, we can go for a swim then. Ok?"

Applebloom's expression didn't change, as she headed to the kitchen.

"Maybe," she said, the word making Coral feel a little guilty that he wasn't going.

Coral then went upstairs to clean up and get ready, though this time, putting on a new piece of Rarity's wardrobe, under his overalls.

As he headed downstairs, a loud ruckus was heard, and coming into the kitchen, he saw Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, bouncing around and talking to Applebloom.

They were also wearing their swimsuits, and looked to be patterned just like AB's.

Sweetie Belle's mild-bouncing showed off a shiny light-green bkini, though where an apple had been cut in Applebloom's top, Sweetie's had a star.

Scootaloo's swimsuit was a shiny sky-blue, and while it didn't hug her curves like her friends, it still showcased the athletic pony's body. Her somewhat abundant top had a little window, that looked like a butterfly.

"Hey Coral," said Scootaloo, seeing him enter. "Ready to go swimming?"

"Actually, he's not comin," said Applebloom.

"What?" asked Sweetie Belle. "I thought we all agreed we were goin-"

"I know we did," said Coral, "but, I wanted to stay and help out AJ and Big Mac with the harvest."

"So, you're choosing a bunch of apples, over three cute fillies like us?" asked Sweetie.

"I, guess I, am," said Coral, trying to keep his priorities straight.

"Well, in that case," said Applebloom. "Why're you just standin' there gawkin' at us? Why don'tcha git."

"Huh?" asked Coral, noting a rather cold tone in her voice.

"You heard me. Yer not comin' with us, so get down to the western orchard and start buckin.' That's what mah big sister hired you for."

The awkward silence that had fallen over AB's swimsuit reveal had returned, and Coral was on the spot. Not sure quite what to say, he quietly crossed over to the door.

"Ok, guess I'll get to work," he said. "I hope you girls have fun."

*THWACK*

*RUMBLE-RUMBLE-RUMBLE*

With Applejack's talk about the harvest deadline in his mind, Coral was doing what he could to get the western orchard finished.

He had started out strong, but after 5 dozen trees, he found himself slowing a bit, as in his mind, he kept seeing Applebloom's face in the kitchen.

When she had told him to 'git' to work, she had used a tone of voice he hadn't really heard before. It was like she was upset, and disappointed with him.

In truth, Coral had been a bit unsure if he was even going to stick with applebucking that morning. Instead of putting on a new pair of underwear, he was actually wearing the swimwear Rarity had made him, though it was hidden under his bulky overalls.

However, it had been the slight stirring in his loins at seeing Applebloom, that had caused him to stick with what he had told Applejack last night.

As he took another whack at a tree, some noise nearby caught his attention.

Making his way to an edge of the western orchard, he saw the three girls walking and talking.

Applebloom and Scootaloo seemed to be talking about something, with Sweetie Belle following behind, pulling a small wagon with some beach things in it.

Bet they're gonna have fun, he thought, turning towards a nearby tree. However, he hadn't taken but a few steps, when he stopped, and looked back at the receding figures.

Maybe, I could, spend a few minutes down at the swimming hole, he thought. I don't know where it is, and besides, it's not like I'll be going swimming.

Putting his whacking stick over his shoulder, Coral followed behind the girls, through the trees, keeping enough distance so he wouldn't be spotted.

Eventually, the orchard gave way to rolling hills, and Coral increased his distance, sneaking from tree-to-tree, bush-to-bush.

Eventually, the girls headed over a small hill, and there it was: a large swimming hole, complete with a little changing hut on the side, and a diving board.

Watching from behind a tree, Coral saw Sweetie start laying blankets out on the sand, while Scootaloo began inflating a beachball. Applebloom meanwhile, pitched an umbrella.

Seeing a bush a bit closer to the girls, Coral snuck down a little further, until he was in the thick of it, and at least 12 ft from the noisy group.

"I think Rarity really outdid herself this time," said Sweetie, admiring her bikini.

"You bet," said Scootaloo, taking a few more breaths of air. "She only had to make Applebloom a new swimsuit, but she was so nice and made us a matching set!"

"Girls," said Applebloom, raising her right hand, "ah declare this swimmin' break for the Cutie Mark Crusaders, officially, on!"

Sweetie and Scootaloo soon joined her in a group high-five, and before long, Coral watched as the girls began to relax.

Scootaloo took a few dives from the board, while AB and Sweetie played around with the beachball she had inflated.

"Too bad Coral couldn't join us," said Sweetie, bouncing the beachball to AB.

"I'm sure he's having plenty of fun in the orchard," said Applebloom, taking a swing at the beachball, and sending it over near a bush...one that Coral was hidden in!

"I'll get it," said Sweetie, her ample cleavage bouncing as she tried to negotiate the soft sand.

Coral ducked down further as Sweetie approached, but his eyes were now firmly fixed on Applebloom.
As she wiped some sweat from her forehead, she adjusted her top, and headed to a small cooler in the wagon.

As he watched, she opened a bottle of applejuice, and began to drink. Leaning her head back, the light from the sun almost turned her into an alluring silhouette-

"ATTACK HUG!!!"

Before Coral knew it, two soft mounds contacted his back, and two white arms enfolded around his chest! The shock caused him to rise out of the bushes, as he felt a familiar set of pink and purple curls brush his neck.

"Hey, girls! Guess who decided to join us after all!"

Applebloom and Scootaloo both turned their attention to Coral, as he stepped out of the bushes.

"What are you doing here?" Asked Scootaloo.

"Yeah," said Applebloom, "ah thought you were doin' the responsible thing, and buckin' apples."

"I, I am," said Coral.

"I don't see any apples round here to buck," said Sweetie, still holding onto Coral. "Well, except Applebloom."

"Sweetie, will you please let go of me?"

"As you command, Coral Leaf," Sweetie replied, bowing her head in mock-respect.

"Anyways, I, I saw you three heading here and, I was just, curious, as to where the swimming hole is."

"Curious, huh?" asked Applebloom.

"Y-yeah," said Coral, as the girls then started to slowly circle around him. "Wh-what are you all doing?"

"Hear that, girls?" Asked AB. "Coral's curious."

"Came all the way down here, to check on us," said Scootaloo.

"Such a nice stallion," said Sweetie.

"Yeah, I am," said Coral, as the girls continued to circle. "Will you stop doing that?"

As if on cue, the three stopped, and Sweetie touched both of her shoulders, and pointed quickly at Coral.

The next few seconds erupted into utter chaos!

Scootaloo took a shove at Coral, and he hit the sandy shores of the swimming hole! Next, he felt Sweetie and Scootaloo trying to undo the shoulder straps of his overalls.

"No! Stop!" He cried, trying to push them off, but not wanting to hurt him.

"You're at the swimming hole, Coral," said Scootaloo. "Cutie Mark Crusader rules say, you're going to have to swim!"

Suddenly the straps were undone, and Coral saw Applebloom down by his legs, beginning to pull off the overalls!

"Applebloom, stop!"

His cries elicited no such thing, and Coral found himself gripping onto the upper straps, as his chest began to be revealed.

Scootaloo and Sweetie Belle were watching the tug-of-war, and a smile crossed their faces.

"Shall we?" asked Sweetie.

"After you," said Scootaloo.

Next thing he knew, Coral was being tickled from both sides! He struggled to hold onto his overalls, but the tingling sensation of the girls was winning over his attempts!

"No! No-hehehe-stop! Please Scootie-no-sweeloo-ahahah-no-more-hahahaha-"

Finally, Applebloom saw her opening, and with a yank, the overalls came clean off Coral's body!

However, in the next few seconds, everyone found themselves with a new center of attention.

Around Coral's waist, was what looked like a form-fitting speedo. It's aquamarine coloration shown in the sun, but the majority of attention was on the enormous bulge pouch in front!

It looked like Coral was hiding a basketball in his crotch, that sparkles in the sunlight.

"...whoa," uttered Scootaloo.

"Your, it's...huge," said Applebloom.

"So that's part of what I felt," said Sweetie Belle.

Coral's eyes darted from each filly's face, and saw Applebloom, still holding his overalls. Focusing on them, he tried to hide his feelings about being exposed.

"Alright," he said, "the truth is out. I got a huge penis and..sack. You happy?"

"That's, really, all you?" asked Scootaloo.

"Yeah, been growing since I hit puberty," said Coral. "Applebloom, give me back my overalls."

Applebloom quietly took a few steps forward, when Sweetie stopped her.

"Hold on there, Colossal Coral," she said. "that underwear seems a little shiny. If I know my sister, she doesn't add those little touches to undergarments."

"Okay...it's not underwear," said Coral. "It's...my, swimwear..."

In a few seconds, Sweetie's face suddenly morphed from concern, to a rather mischievous smile.

"A-HAAAAAA!!" she cried, pointing a finger at Coral.

"W-what?" He asked, suddenly unsure what was going on.

"Lot's of work to do," she said. "Wearing your overalls, AND your swimwear?"

"I-it's not like that-"

"Girls, I think our good friend Coral Leaf, wanted to have his cake, and eat it too! He says he wanted to be a responsible stallion and buck apples, but deep down, our big strong leafy-weafy, wanted to spend the day with us!"

"I-no-ye-I-"

"Then why are you wearing that shiny, bulging speedo?"

"I-uh-i-"

"I think there's only one fitting punishment for you," said Sweetie, taking Coral's overalls from Applebloom.

"Sweetie Belle, give those back-"

"Not until you go swimming!" She cried, balling up his overalls, and sprinting for the diving board.

Coral chased after her, as Sweetie sprinted across the sand.

"Swim time's on, girls!" called out Sweetie, and Applebloom and Scootaloo followed after the two.

Sweetie dove into the water, and started swimming out into the center of the swimming hole, as Coral followed. The two were already well towards the center when Applebloom and Scootaloo dove in, following behind the two.

"I want those back," cried out Coral, as he tried to close the gap between himself and Sweetie.

"Gotta catch me first," she called back.

"You're acting like a child!"

"Takes one to know one!"

"OH NO!!!"

Suddenly, everyone stopped, to see Applebloom, with her arms crossed over her chest.

"My top came undone!"

Coral saw his chance to get back his overalls, but he also saw Applebloom's arms, cradling her large beachballs!

"We'll find it," said Scootaloo, who took a deep breath, and dove down under the water.

"Without having to be asked, both Coral and Sweetie followed suit.

The sunlight played over them as they looked, but this deep out in the water, parts of the bottom tended to drift away into murkiness.

After a few minutes of looking, everyone resurfaced.

"Sorry, Applebloom," said Scootaloo. "It's too murky down there. I don't think we can find it."

"Oh no," said Applebloom, looking down at her chest. "And Rarity went to all that work. And, ah can't just swim around without muh top!"

Scootaloo looked sad for her friend, when she suddenly looked around.

"Wait a minute," she said. "We're the only ones around for a few miles, right?"

"Yeah," said Applebloom.

"And, we're all friends here, right?"

"Yeah," said Sweetie Belle.

"Including you, Coral?"

"Yeah," said Coral. "Of course, I am."

"Well," said Scootaloo, reaching behind her back. "Let's cut loose and have some fun!"

Next thing Coral knew, Scootaloo's top had come off, and she was whirling it around in the air!

"Yeah," said Sweetie Belle, undoing her own. "Let's have a REAL beach party!"

Applebloom started giggling as her friends began to whirl around their tops, and fling them towards shore.

"Hahaha! You girls are the best," she said, her arms releasing her twin globes, and allowing them to float freely.

This has got to be a dream, thought Coral, as he saw the three girl's breasts bobbing in the water, as they playfully splashed around and giggled. Under the water, he felt the material of his speedo beginning to stretch.

"Hey, I got an idea,"said Sweetie. "Let's have a distance contest."

"What's that?" asked Coral.

"Easy! We take off our bottoms, and we slingshot em to shore. Whoever's bottoms make it closest to shore, has to get apple juice for everyone."

"I don't know," said Coral. "Isn't it enough that we, um, you're all, topless?"

"What's wrong, Coral?" asked Sweetie, swimming over to him, her milky-white breasts bobbing in the water. "You scared?"

"Scared? Of what?" he asked, while trying to ignore the swelling in his speedo.

"Maybe, scared of showing off around three pretty girls," said Scootaloo, swimming over as well.

"Yeah," joined in Applebloom, the water parting before her large golden bosom, as she swam over. "Come on, Coral. It's all in good fun."

The three then squeezed together, and as Coral watched, they clasped their hands together, and pouted their lips.

"Pweeaassee?" they mockingly begged.

Coral tried to resist, but soon, a smile cracked his face. The sight of the three girls mockingly-begging melted through his stern veneer.

"Oh, alright," he said. "But don't think that's always going to get you what you want."

And so, everyone reached under the water, and began to remove their bottoms. As expected, Coral took a bit longer with his.

Soon, everyone had their bottoms set, with one part over their index finger, and the other pulled back like a slingshot.

"Okay, every-pony," called out Applebloom. "Ready? Aim. Fire!!"

And with that, four shiny objects went sailing through the air. The girls' bottoms came up short, and landed in the water, but Coral's (aided by the wind-sail that was his bulge pouch), reached the sandy shore.

"Whoo-hoo!" cried out Scootaloo.

"Nice," said Sweetie.

"You did it," said Applebloom, embracing Coral in a big hug!

Suddenly, it felt like time stopped for both the filly and stallion.

Coral suddenly realized that Applebloom's bosom was pressing nakedly against his chest, and his penis was certainly acknowledging it!

Applebloom on the other hand, suddenly felt herself smooshed against Coral's muscular chest, but down near her vagina, she felt something firm and thick, brush against her thigh!

The moment ended, and Applebloom let Coral go.

"Well, I won," he said, a small blush forming on his cheeks. "Guess I'll get us our drinks!"

Coral swam towards shore, and after a few moments of trepidation near the waterline, he walked out: a young fit stallion, sparkling in the sunlight, his cantalope-sized balls and 3 foot penis, dripping water on the sand.

Going over to the cooler, he pulled out 4 bottles of apple juice, and turned back to the water, just in time to see the girls emerging, almost like sirens from one of his mythology books.

"So that's what a hired hand from Sweet Apple Acres looks like," said Scootaloo, eyeing Coral's physique.

"Eeyup," said Applebloom, "we grow em' big on the farm."

"You can say that again," said Sweetie, taking her juice from Coral. "How long did you say you'd been like this?"

"Since I hit puberty," said Coral, a little sheepish that the gaggle of naked girls were popping open their juice bottles, and eyeing his massive stallionhood.

"Ah'm beginning to understand why you didn't pack any underwear when you left home," said Applebloom. "Guess you didn't have anyone like Rarity back there to accomodate ya."

"No," said Coral, watching Scootaloo get down on her knees, and eye his scrotum.

"You know, I've never seen a stallion's equipment up close like this," said the pegasus. "Um, can I, touch it?"

"Well, seeing as how we're all exposed like this," sighed Coral. "Go ahead."

"How about us too?" asked Sweetie, gesturing to her and Applebloom.

"Sure, why not?" said Coral, throwing up his hands in mock-defeat. "The more the merrier!"

And so, for the next few minutes, Coral found himself one of the luckiest stallions in Equestria, as the three girls poked and prodded his equipment. From Scootaloo squeezing his sac, to Sweetie watching his penis bob up-and-down when she applied some pressure to it, the girls acted almost like they had found a fun new toy.

"Um, we're not hurtin' ya, are we, Coral?" asked Applebloom, her breasts brushing against his shaft.

"No, no I'm fine," he said, a small gasp escaping from his mouth.

"Boy, I bet Rarity had a time measuring you," said Sweetie. "I should ask her about that next time I stop by."

"Does it hurt? I mean, when it gets bigger, under your clothes?" asked Scootaloo.

"Well, when I don't have anything that fits, it does," said Coral. "I think Rarity's clothes are the first things that have fit me comfortably, in a long time."

"Speaking of her clothes," interjected Sweetie Belle. "Why haven't you worn any of them?"

"I, I was just waiting for the right time," said Coral.

"You know, my sister worked really hard to make you something that would fit a stallion like you," said Sweetie, giving Coral's staff a little squeeze.

"It's not that I'm...ungrateful," replied Coral, feeling the pressure. "It's, it's just, I'm...I'm-"

"You're afraid," said Applebloom, quietly.

Her tone made everyone stare at her, as she rose to her feet, and looked Coral in the eye.

"You're afraid, because you feel like yer a freak."

It was if she could read his mind!

"Yes. You're right," said Coral. "Since I grew bigger, I always felt, out-of-place."

"That makes two of us," said Applebloom, looking down at her chest. "I mean, I wuz happy when I started to bloom, but then, well, it was as if Celestia blessed me with a bit too much. Next thing ah knew, nothing fit right, and of course, Diamond Tiara had a field day makin' fun of me. Even Applejack noticed ah wasn't as talkative as I used to be."

"Yeah," said Scootaloo. "I remember. You wouldn't even come out of your room some days."

"Eventually, I got Rarity to pay her a visit," chimed in Sweetie Belle. "I remember Applebloom finally opening the door, and we saw just how much she had grown."

"Ah remember saying I wasn't going to come out ever again," said Applebloom. "Figured I'd probably stay in that room until I couldn't fit through the door. And that was when Rarity said something, that, stuck in my head."

"What did she say?" asked Coral.

"If I may?" asked Sweetie, and she flounced her hair, looking for all the world like a miniature version of her big sister. "Darling, these lovely ladies on your chest don't make you the pony that you are. These do."

And as Coral watched, Sweetie pointed to Applebloom's heart, and her head.

"So what if you may be bigger than most fillies your age," Sweetie continued to quote. "You're still a wonderful young lady, and you know how I know? Because you've got us. We all care about you, and will continue to support you, no matter what you look like, or how big you get."

"Ah will admit," said Applebloom, "even Applejack cried at that one."

"Wow," said Coral, the story making him almost forget he was naked among a group of three well-endowed fillies. "That really is a wonderful thing to say."

"And after that, ah didn't worry quite so much about these," said Applebloom, gesturing to her chest. "Course, Diamond Tiara still gave me some guff-"

"But then Colossal Coral swooped in, and gave that little tramp what for," chimed in Scootaloo.

"Yeah," said Applebloom. "Thanks agin for that, Coral. It was fun putting that little pony in her place the other day."

"Well, it was nothing," said Coral, sheepishly.

"Say, we've spent a little too much time just yammerin' away," said Sweetie. "Let's have some fun! Who's up for a game of limbo?"

"Limbo?" Asked Scootaloo. "But we don't have a pole."

"What do you think this is?" Asked Sweetie Belle, playfully grasping Coral's 3 foot member.

"Now now," said Coral, as Sweetie eyed him mischievously. "That's, my, it's, not really a toy."

A few moments later, Coral seemed to have changed his tune, as he was piggybacking on Scootaloo (who was kneeling in the sand), his cantaloupe-sized balls squished against the back of her head.

For her stature, Scootaloo proved she had enough strength to carry the well-endowed stallion, whose 3 ft penis stretched over her head, and ended in Sweetie Belle's firm grasp, holding it's swollen head.

"Ok, Applebloom! How low, can you go?"

As the small group watched and cheered, Applebloom arched her back, attempting to clear Coral's stallionhood.

She was doing well, until the tops of her puffy golden nipples, brushed against his rod. The sensation sent a wave of tingles through Coral's body, though subsided quickly when AB lost her balance, and landed in the sand, her massive bosom wobbling, as she started to laugh.

Pretty soon, the rest of her friends and Coral joined her, all having a fun chuckle at what had just happened.

"Coral Leaf!"

Suddenly, the distant sound of Applejack's voice, made the small group freeze.

"Coral Leaf! Where the hay are you?"

"Uh-oh," said Applebloom. "Ah don't think that's sis's happy voice."

"I guess she found out I wasn't in the west orchard," said Coral.

"Ok," said Sweetie Belle, gathering the girls in a huddle. "Guess it's time for the Cutie Mark Crusaders to hatch a plan."

"Okay, she's close by," said Applebloom. "More-than-likely she'll come down here and ask us if we've seen Coral."

"Okay," said Scootaloo, looking towards the water. "I'll grab up our swimsuits, but since our tops are out in the water, we'll go out a ways so she doesn't see that we're topless."

"And we'll need to hide Coral too," said Sweetie, grabbing some straws next to the juice bottles. "Here Coral, you'll need these."

"What for?"

"Easy! You'll breathe through these, and be under the water. You'll hide behind Applebloom, so there's no chance of Applejack seeing you."

I guess it sounds like a plan," said Coral, putting a straw in his mouth.

"Cutie Mark Crusaders Coral Leaf Hiders are go," the girls said in unison.

In a matter of minutes, the group was out in the center of the swimming hole, with Coral hunched behind Applebloom's back, a straw jutting up behind her, out of the water.

Scootaloo had taken their swimwear, and wrapped them in Coral's overalls, and placed the mass of clothing under the water, between her legs.

"Okay," said Sweetie. "Let's make some noise. Act like we're having fun."

In seconds, water was being splashed around, and the girls were squealing and giggling.

It helped, as shortly afterward, Applejack appeared over a nearby ridge.

"Hey, girls!"

"Howdy, sis!" called out Applebloom. "You've come to join us?"

"Not really," said Applejack. "Ah'm lookin' fer Coral."

"Ah thought he was buckin' over in the western orchard."

"So did I, but I didn't see no sign of him out there. Figured maybe he came down to see you girls."

"Well if he's around here, we haven't seen him," replied Sweetie.

"Maybe he just needed to go for a short walk. You know, to clear his mind," chimed in Scootaloo.

"Well, he did say he was going to buck them apples, and ah expected him to be doing just that," said Applejack, her hands on her hips. "I'mma gonna head back to the farm, but if you see Coral, tell him I wanna talk with him."

"Sure thing, sis," said Applebloom.

A few minutes later, Applejack had disappeared from sight, and Coral resurfaced.

"I, think you might be in some trouble," said Scootaloo.

"Yeah, I figured I might be," said Coral. "Though, maybe I can beat her back to the orchard. Is there any kind of shortcut that could take me to the west orchard?"

"You bet there is," said Applebloom. "Just head in the opposite direction Applejack left. It'll take you through the zap apple fields, and past our old clubhouse. Once you get to our clubhouse, take a right, and you should be near the east orchard. Then, just cut through it, and you're at the west orchard."

"Great," said Coral, as Scootaloo untied his overalls, and gave them and his speedo back.

"Thanks for the fun afternoon, girls. You gave me some things to think about."

"Well, maybe you can think about them while tryin' to beat my sis back to the farm," said Applebloom.

"Right," said Coral, swimming off to shore. "I'll talk to you girls later!"

As they watched him retrieve his whacking stick from the nearby bush, Applebloom gave her bosom a little squeeze wih her arms, but something felt...odd.

"Girls? This may sound strange, but ah think I got bigger again."

Honestly, thought Applejack, some time later, as she headed back to the farm through the west orchard.
I thought I could trust Coral to do his job. Maybe I'm just not being strict enough with him. Well, the next time I see him, he's-

*THWACK*

*RUMBLE-RUMBLE-RUMBLE*

The sound caught Applejack's ears, and she headed into the west orchard. Some distance from the path, she was surprised to find Coral, whacking away at some of the trees with his 'whacking stick.'

"Oh, hi Applejack," he said. "Need a hand with something?"

"Um, uh, no," she said. "Coral, where have you been? Ah swear ah was through here an hour ago, and you weren't around. I even called your name, and you didn't respond."

"Oh, well, I'm sorry, Applejack. I guess I must have dozed a little longer than I was supposed to."

"Dozed?"

"Yeah, you see, I was bucking near the path, and then, my head started to hurt a bit. So, I put down my whacking stick, and thought I'd see if I could walk the feeling off, but eventually, I thought I'd take a little nap."

Coral's heart was beating a mile-a-minute. He was lying through his teeth, and he hoped that Applejack would buy it.

"I see," she said, looking at his askew hair. "So, you had a headache, and you didn't think to come back to the farmhouse?"

"Well, I had said I'd work the field," said Coral. "It takes awhile to walk all the way back there, and then return here. I just figured a little rest would do me some good. But like I said, sorry if I was such a lazy bones."

"Well," said Applejack, adjusting her hat, "next time, come up to the house if you're feelin' a little loopy in the head, okay?"

It had worked! She bought it!

"Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye," said Coral, playfully.

"Ah see Pinkie Pie's rubbed off on you too," smiled AJ. "Look, just finish up, and get to the house. Supper should be on soon, and Applebloom should be home too."

"Okay," said Coral. "And I can make up the time later on tonight."

"Just, do your regular evening hours tonight," said Applejack. "We can worry about makin' up those extra hours tomorrow."

Once the dinner bell had sounded, Coral returned to the house. On his way to his room, he encountered Applebloom coming out of the bathroom, enfolded in several large towels.

"Did the shortcut work?" she asked him.

"Yeah," he said. "I did lie to your sister a little, but I don't think I'm in trouble."

"Ah'm glad to hear," she said, a big smile on her face.

"Did you girls ever find your top?"

"Nope. Rarity's not gonna be happy I lost it, but hey, at least you had fun, right?"

"Yeah," said Coral, "And, you girls, well, now you know about, me, and my..."

As she saw him look nervously at his bulging crotch, Applebloom brushed her towel-wrapped bosom against his chest.

"Remember what Rarity told me?" she asked.

As Coral nodded, Applebloom pointed to his heart, and his head.

"These make you who you are."

"Right," he said.

A second later, he was surprised when she squished further against him, and planted a kiss on his cheek.

"See you at supper," she said, heading to her room.

Coral watched her go, and as her door closed, he came to a decision.

Coral was a little late to supper, but taking a deep breath, he walked down the stairs, and entered the kitchen.

"Howdy, Coral," said Applebloom, as her eyes played across his wardrobe. "Say, are those some of the new clothes Rarity made you?"

"Sure are," said Coral, proudly.

"Well," said Applejack turning around. "Let's see what good ol' Rairty did for yooouuuuhhhh-"

Needless to say, most of the other Apples were agog at the bulge between the legs of Coral's new designer jeans.

"Guess they grow em' big up north," commented Granny Smith.

Author's Notes:

This chapter was definitely a lot of fun to write!

The chance to build on the relationship between Coral Leaf and Applebloom, was one storypoint that I was really eager to tackle here. Originally, this information would have been included in Chapter 3, but given how much talking and character development was in that chapter, that information was shifted into this Chapter (I think it was a good deal, given a 18,000 word 'chapter' might seem a real slog!).

It was also fun writing more stuff involving Sweetie Belle, and Scootaloo. We've seen Coral being pretty annoyed with his crush's 'best friends' previously, and I think here, we get him softening a bit regarding them. Plus, I can't help but feel some of the stuff in this chapter, might make for some fun art commission pieces (hint, hint!).

Overall, was a lot of fun to write, and hope you enjoyed it. Well, off to work on some more chapters.