Applejack slowly came to her senses. The blanket was rough, but comfy. The pillows under her head were fluffed a lot better than the ones she had at home.

She had the most wonderful sense of... cleanliness that she couldn't understand or explain.

"Oh! You're awake!"

She also couldn't find a good explanation as to why Pinkie Pie was leaning over her with a big smile.

"GAH!" Surprised, she fell off the bed with a thump. "P- Pinkie Pie?! What the hay's goin' on?"

"Oh! Well, y'see... You fainted after Dashie came outta the kitchen, so I bid her and Twi farewell, and brought you up here, but you were soooo dirty and sweaty from all the hard work you'd done, and I didn't want to get my bed too dirty, I gave you a bath first, and I had to untie your mane-do to really get it nicely washed, and then I said to myself, 'Pinkie Pie, you're friend's had her mane in the same 'do since forever, so why don't you do something to surprise her?' And then I styled your mane and tail in the bestest way Rarity showed me - you look so cute, and your bangs frame your eyes really, really well - and then-"

Applejack had to stop this train before it went through a loop. "Pinkie. Please. Short version."

"Ohh, yeah... Sorry about that! Well, you fainted, I washed you, and tucked you in for a nap with a kiss! Just like Granny Pie taught me! And, sorry that this one didn't come first, everypony!" Pinkie looked past Applejack, with an apologetic smile.

Applejack looked over her shoulder, not seeing anything to explain her friend's response. "... Uhh, Pinkie? Waddya mean 'come first'?"

"Ohhh, Nothing!" Pinkie's smile was a little too wide.

"Okay, then. Well, thank'ee for helpin' me out, Pinks... Um, I'll... see ya 'round."

Applejack moved to get up, but stopped when she saw Pinkie's expression go from gaily happy to less-than-normally happy. "Oh... Okie Dokie... Lokie... See you around." Pinkie backed up to give Applejack room to get out of the bed, but AJ couldn't stand to see her friend like this.

"Actually, ah, I'm still feelin' a little dizzy..." 'Not quite a lie.' "An' maybe, Ah... I could spend th' night?" 'Please decline...'

Pinkie squeed and jumped into the bed, nuzzling her friend's freckled face in a show of thanks before cuddling up against the orange coated pony as she got under the covers.

Applejack could feel the pink pony’s hot breath on the nape of her neck, and she got the strong urge to play with herself. C’mon, now, AJ... Ya gotta calm down. Her forehoof slid down, feeling her silky smooth coat and making her shiver.

“Are you cold, AJ? I can get us a bigger blanket, if you want.”

Applejack’s hoof started working furiously at her clit, the fetlock rubbing against the little nub. “N- no, I’m okay. Promise.” She shivered again, letting a grunt slip past her held breath.

Pinkie scooted closer, her stomach pressed right against AJ’s back. AJ rubbed herself more, shuddering at the contact and the way Pinkie’s breath tickled her ear. “Is something wrong?”

“N- nooooooohhhhh, yeah!” Applejack let out a short whinny, her body shaking with tremors of pleasure. Applejack was panting heavily, and she turned over so she was facing her friend, a deep blush on her face.

“H- hey, Pinkie... D- didja really kiss Dash? Didja really taste her down there?” Pinkie felt a blush coming on, but wasn’t sure why. She didn’t feel embarrassed, especially not when it came to making treats. “Yes, I did. It was the only way I could think of to get the treats to taste just right!”

“Do ya... wanna try tastin’ me, then?” Pinkie thought for a moment. If she tasted AJ, she might get another good idea for a new treat! And if she could taste all her friends...

Instead of a vocal answer, Applejack got a snout pressed against hers, a tongue tickling hers as it fluttered around inside her mouth. She let out a muffled moan as she wrapped her forelegs around Pinkie’s upper body.

Pinkie pulled out of the kiss, fighting for air. She panted, her face red from the exertion. “You taste like... like cider! Mmm, better than cider...~<3” Pinkie stuck her tongue into Applejack’s waiting mouth, their lips locked as their tongues slide up and down one another.

Applejack’s hind legs were wrapped around Pinkie’s head, holding it in place as the poofy-maned mare ate her like an excited puppy would a bowl of stew. Applejack let out a hoarse squeal as Pinkie Pie got her to cum once again. Her brain regaining the ability of coherent thought, she asked, “So... Wadda Ah taste like down under, Pinkie?”

Pinkie licks the love juice off her muzzle before laying on top of AJ once again. “It tastes like the sweetest apple pie I’ve ever eaten! It was sooo cinnamon-ny!” Pinkie giggled, nuzzling her orange friend.

“Well, Ah’m glad ya liked it, Pinks. I... *yawn* Ah liked it, too.” Pinkie doesn’t hear her, she’s already fast asleep. AJ gives Pinkie a quick kiss, and dreamt of a world that tastes like cotton candy.