Blimey! She put apples where? This is quite a unique genre of story, it's like a comedy horror, and dare I say it is there even a hint of erotica? I mean apples and dark growlers! And the way Olette vibrates with all that apple joy and teases us that we haven't experienced her particular apple taste, almost sounds seductive.
And even the image - this is all curious, bizarre and wonderful. I think the image is the perfect accompaniment to the writing.
This is a fantastic short story, or is this an excerpt from something longer? You have a unique style of story telling and a unique way of writing. Your mind is probably a bit dark which is great!
I must say the sound of apple cider cake also grabbed my attention, sounds delicious, does it exist?