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>Day permanent paint in Equestria
>You've been dating Applejack for a while now.
>And you two have been keeping it a secret from everyone.
>Especially Big Mac.
>Ohh boy, if he finds out, he will kill you.
>So you kept quiet about it.
>All those late night rendezvous with Applejack at the barn, or how you would quietly climb her window at night.
>You cherish those moments.
>And you cherish her.
>So when another stallion hits on her, you can't do anything about it.
>If you do, everything will be revealed.
>So you kept quiet...

>"Well, howdy sugar," says Applejack
"Howdy to you too."
>She's working the stall early in the morning with her younger sister.
>Applebloom looks like she's about to collapse considering it's still too early in the morning.
"I just need to buy three apples."
>You smile at her, three apples was Applejack's Cutie Mark.
>And you two use it as a way to communicate.
>Buying three apples means you want to spend time with her tonight.
>"Sure thing hun'. Let me just get the freshest ones."
>She turns around and shows her flank to you.
>You can't help but marvel at the sight of it.
>Those legs, those hips, and how she swishes her tail back and forth...
>She knows it drives you crazy and she just loves teasing you.
>You didn't even notice the stallion behind you.
>"Nice show. If you want, you can come back to my place," he says.
>You wanted to smack him so bad.
>But you control yourself.
>"Nah, I don't like stallions actually," Applejack says, winking at you.
>One of the reasons why you love her so much is because she can handle herself.
>And good thing Applebloom is still sleepy; else she would bombard her with questions.
>The stallion mumbles to himself and walks away, probably thinking she's into mares.
>She doesn't need anyone defending her.
>But you would still like to, once in a while.
>"Now git, I need to sell apples, not talk."
>Deciding it's better to leave her to her work, you leave her too it.
>You would spend the whole evening together anyways.
>You also wanted to do something different tonight.
>So you decided to visit Rarity to buy a couple of...'supplies'

>Evening came rather slowly, probably because you were too impatient.
>Sneaking pass the Apple's house, you knock on the door of the barn.
>AJ always says to just come in, but you remember when Big Mac was still working and you just waltzed in.
>Luckily he didn't spot you that time.
>Opening the door, you grab your bag of supplies and laid them out.
>Applejack walks out of the shadows, her mane flowing from the wind.
>She doesn't have it tied up tonight.
>She looks down at your feet and notices the things you've brought.
>"What's all this?" she asks.
"Paint, for a pony's coat."
>"And why in tarnation would you have that?"
"Fun."
>You're smiling now.
>Applejack takes pride in her orange coat.
>You know she would never agree to this, but you wanted this.
>"What're yah gonna do with it?"
"Use it on you, duh."
>"Do you want me to smack you? Why would I let you?"
"Because you love me, mostly. And besides, you can wash it off. Plus, you owe me from last time."
>It's true, you agreed to help her work the fields for a favor and you're cashing it in tonight.
>"Fine," she walks towards you.
>You begin stripping off your clothes and grabbing one of the paint tubes.
>For so long, you wanted to mark Applejack as your own, and now you will.
>Moving the tube like a pen, you wrote, 'Belongs to Anon' just above her Cutie Mark.
>You take a step back and let it dry.
>"My turn," she says ash she uses her hooves dipped in the paint to write a message on your body too.
>'Applejack's Property'
>Reading those words, it makes you feel...complete.
>For so long, you've hidden your relationship and now, even for a brief moment, you don't have too.
>You decide to write more on her body, 'If lost, bring to Anon', 'Applejack is taken' etc.
>Nothing too crude of course.
>And she does the same too you.
>The tube of paint didn't last long but you're covered in it, and so is Applejack.
>Opening another tube, you began to write more...vulgar messages.
>'Enter here'
>'Anon's Slave'
>Etc.
>And she also does the same.
>'Applejack's toy'
>'I tasted this past of his body.'
>If Granny Smith saw you now, she would probably have a heart attack.
>You two continue this for a few more hours, using all the paint Rarity gave you.
>Until you see it.
>The words you never wanted to see, and you specifically told Rarity not to give you this kind.
>'Permanent, washes off in 3 weeks.'
>Your eyes go wide, your blood runs cold and you're screaming inside.
>Applejack notices this too and her face turns to that of shock.
"Big Mac will kill me."