“Uugh… Git out of me,” grumbled Applejack, as though the earth pony had entered the outhouse confident that she would easily be able to drop off her now digested dinner, but now she was seriously beginning to reconsider her suddenly problematic pooping predicament.
It should have been an easy excretion, but instead, this dung deposit had rapidly descended into a stubborn shit, that had corked up her colon in a horrific case of chronic constipation the instant she started to squeeze. The mare not sure why the bowel movement was being so bothersome, as she had traced the size of the turd in her tummy with a curious hoof before she had sat down, and nothing seemed amiss about what should have been a relatively compact crap.

Her frog feeling the firm faeces through the strained skin of her bloated barrel, and with a couple of probing probs against the misshapen muffin top, she was able to establish the length and girth of the lingering logs within her. The well-processed ex-pony reconstituting as a solid sausage of well-used hazel bleached proteins, about a foot wide by four longs, that was now gently pressing against the dark side of her ponut with a mounting urgency. The mare turned manure within her amounting to a small shit, which applejack had expected to evict with an assertive grunt and a soft splat, before she was wiping her rump clean and continuing her day like nothing had happened, even if she had a suspicious amount of extra padding clinging to her figure.

This little plan had rapidly fallen through though, and now Applejack was starting to strain, causing her muscular flank to begin awkwardly shuffling against the well-sanded seat of the outhouse, as the equine eagerly attempted to instigate a faecal flow from her blocked bowels. Cherry Jubilee simply refusing to budge, leaving the irritated intestine to convulse slightly with each clench, as it attempted to purge the large log snagged on the sigmoidal. The mature mare creating an incredibly dry and dense clump of hard horse apples, and though Applejack’s stomach had broken the flabby farm owner down into her base nutrients, the recondensed clay was anything but agreeable to the orange earth pony’s gummed-up gastric tract.

The stuck soil causing her pucker to part into a screaming yawn, until the shivering sphincter was spread as far as it could go. The anus already aching before the tip of the turd even began to crown, as whatever was propping her arsehole ajar was far wider than the normal droppings the farmgirl was used to dumping. The congested crap crackling as it began to inch forward, only to hit her borderline retching rectal ring and retreat backwards as the trapped turd began turtling anxiously at her twitching tail hole. Applejack pressing against her taint in an attempt to move the greasy mass obstructing her rectum, but the well-fermented manure remained firmly in place regardless of the complaints of her pelvic floor.

Applejack’s anus nibbling against the protruding log, as she instinctually tried to nip off even a part of the obtuse ordure obstructing her back passage. This was far from her first rodeo, and sending a single mare to the sewer’s should have been no problem for the experienced equine eater, but instead, Applejack found herself sweating, as she was unable to void the marinated muck from her cramping colon. This had to be karma, Applejack cursing herself through gritted teeth, as her simple way out of an undesirable contract now had her writhing on the toilet seat, unable to release the remains of her mostly metabolized employer. The binding document along with a lost looking silk scarf sitting on the bench next to her almost mockingly, as the planned toilet paper reminded the mare of the identity of her now tedious meal. The initial snarfing simple and hassle-free, as at the time a few assertive swallows capped off with a satisfied burp had seemed like the ideal way to nullify the deal, but now with her ponut well and truly plugged Applejack was beginning to doubt the effectiveness of her ingestive actions, in what up until now had been a rather enjoyable eating experience.

The mare clutching her middle and groaning, as what felt like an impacted bowel echoed through her punished lower plumbing. Applejack not sure how long she had been sitting here, but for now aside from a few stray shitlets shaken lose the vast majority of Cherry’s creamy components remained neatly nestled along the length of her large intestine, as an immovable slab of steamy scat. A haggard-looking Applejack feeling the familiar tickle of teeth each time her body attempted to birth the brown faeces foal blocking her distressed bumhole, informing the mare of the intact skull sitting at the head of the large loaf that was yearning to thump free of her beyond dilated log cutter. Applejack knowing, she just needed to get a good grip on it and give a powerful clench to pop the stubborn skull with a crisp crunch, but for the time being the oily lump of calcium was proving elusive to the mare’s attempts to corral it into submission. The cranial casemate trying to leave muzzle first, which under normal circumstances would naturally wedge the tailstar open, allowing a smooth transition from pony to bowl, but in this case, the sheer circumference of the bowel movement was preventing the batch of baked butt brownies from making their grand exit.

“Ugh….. Jeez, Miss Jubilee, you barely wriggled when I made a meal of ya, but now that your fertilizer you get a stubborn streak,” complained Applejack clutching her middle, as she continued to try and evict the entrenched excrement knocking on her backdoor. It shouldn’t have been this difficult, what was happening was only natural, as the moment Cherry transitioned over Applejack’s tonsils it was destiny that she would be taking the rear exit out of the engorged equine.


“AJ, everything alright in there, you need a hoof?!” yelled Rainbow through the thin door of the outhouse, followed by a few hard taps on the door as the Pegasus ensured that she had the attention of the mare she could hear struggling through the hardwood.

“I ain't Granny Smith, I don’t need help…” spat back Applejack, who doggedly refused to admit something was amiss in her normal toilet activities, lest Rainbow laugh at her for biting off more than she could chew, and was now experiencing difficulty with her M.I.L.F meal.

“But you’ve been in there for over an hour,” snapped back Rainbow, with the mixed tones of annoyance and concern, as Applejack had said she would be five minutes, only for the Pegasus to hear what sounded like a mare giving birth coming out of the cubicle.

“I’m fine, ain't nothing to worry about,” responded Applejack unconvincingly, as she renewed her efforts, knowing full well if she didn’t get this toilet clogger out of her, she would never hear the end of it. The mare clutching her belly just below the navel, as she attempted to force it, but all she gained were a few festering farts for her efforts. This was going to be a rough one, and Applejack knew it, as she squatted even harder, and with a primal growl, she gave a push that felt as though she was about to prolapse, which to her relief was enough to finally get her stopped up supper to finally shift, causing her exhausted core to spasm in response to the sudden unexpected movement. The sigh of euphoria as Cherry began to slither out palpable, as with heaving breathes Applejack just relaxed and let her cumbrous chow’s unused calories leave in her own time. The mare not daring to force it, least another gut-wrenching holdup occur, leaving her to gently rock on the spot as the well-textured turd trundled into the waiting septic tank below with a steady series of fleshy plops…

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After failing to place first in any of the rodeo events, Applejack took up work from Cherry Jubilee in an attempt to raise some money, and return to Ponyville without being a disappointment. Soon enough her friends came to find her, and talk her out of her foolishness, unfortunately, Applejack can't just leave, as she has a binding contract with Cherry. Thankfully this is something a few confident swallows and a night of digesting can easily fix, though it seems that Cherry got the last laugh and a little revenge when it was time for Applejack to dump her...

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