Applejack wasn’t quite sure what Twinkle meant at first. She looked at her legs, and then her reflection in the water; sweat coated every inch of her fur. Applejack hated to admit it, but she felt a little worn out just from the walk, and could now see that she was still breathing a little more heavily than usual. “Naw, I’m not working out here. I’m just out of shape, I guess.” Applejack was so uncomfortable with her realization that she cracked a joke. “Ya gotta get out of shape when you get a shape in you, you know?” She laughed a little, and Twinkle joined in, whether she found it funny or not. She knew how Applejack could get. It never occurred to Applejack that she had been sweaty from all of her chores outdoors, before she had even noticed the crusaders’ antics for the afternoon.
Applejack walked away from her reflection and absentmindedly leaned against a rack of weights. “I’m just here to watch my sister and her friends while they,” she looked at what they were doing now to see Sweetie Belle red in the face and struggling to lift a single weight with her magic, “try to work out, I guess.” Applejack sighed and relaxed; her belly drooped to rest askew beneath her. She felt another kick reverberate through her to sandwich her body between a little hoof inside and the metal outside. She grunted before standing herself up all the way and walking away from it towards the crusaders.
“Um... Applejack...” Twinkle Shine started.
“Huh?” Applejack stopped next to a hanging sandbag. One of the weights was no longer straight, but bent very conspicuously at the same height as her belly. “Uh,” Applejack had no time to think before another kick struck the sandbag. She waddled mostly out of the way before it swung back and struck her in the rear. It now turned back-and-forth just a little and had a hole in it leaking sand, a hole she realized had been caused by a little hoof. Applejack didn’t even notice her belly swinging underneath her much the same as the sandbag.
“Aw... dangit... that hurt a little bit.” Applejack was sore in more than her body, and didn’t want to think of her coin purse that would be losing some weight soon. She started to suck in her gut again and spoke to the crusaders as she more quickly and awkwardly waddled her way over to them. “Now fillies, I think it’s about time we leave before you break anything, so I don’t have to pay the owner even more.” That last bit was muttered under her breath.
Twinkle Shine nervously looked between the broken weight and leaking sandbag; Twinkle Shine decided she was never going to have an Earth pony’s foals.