>Be Anon
>Have breakfast
>There are cereals!
>Without milk, because you're poorfag.
>Look at the box.
>There is a cute unicorn mare on the box.
>She's beautiful!
>White coat, blue mane with a purple streak, golden horn; her hooves are cloven, but still cute, with little bells around her fetlock.
>The main reason you bought those cereals in the first place.
>Poke dry cereals with the spoon.
>Look at the mare again.
>tfw no mare
>Remember men do not cry.
>Cry anyway.
>Your tears pour onto cereals.
>Suddenly, a loud pop
>Fall from the stool, spoon hits you in the head.
>Curse.
>Fall silent in the midst of the word.
>In your room there is-- there is--
>A beautiful unicorn mare!
>Just like that one from the pack!
>"Hello! I'm Ceres, the uniCORN mare!"
"Um, hello. I'm Anon."
>"Why are you on the floor?"
"I fell."
>"Oh."
>Her horn lights up.
>She lifts you and drop back onto the stool.
>She lifts spoon as well.
"Please, don't."
>You stop her.
"Five second have passed"
>She drops spoon back, it falls with a clanking sound.
>Then she sees a bowl of cereals.
>She extends her graceful neck and sniffs it.
>"Don't you know dry cereals aren't good for your digestion?"
"I have no milk, Ceres."
>She her large, expressive eye become full of sorrow.
>"Poor Anon. Do you want some milk with your cereals?"
>She steps over your makeshift plank table.
>The bowl is now right between her thighs.
>Now you notice her teats.
>Beautiful, supple, dark nubs of flesh.
>She grabs her nipples with her aura ans tugs on them.
>Stream of white, thick milk squirts into the bowl.
>A liter, at least, or even more.
>Don't know what to say.
>"Try it!"
>She says and pushes you with her nose.
>Look at spoon, shrug.
>Scoop cereals with your hand.
>Crunch-crunch.
>It's heavenly delicious!
>Quickly gulp everything down and lick the bowl.
>She nuzzles you again.
>Hug her by the neck.
>She's warm. Soft, delicate fur.
>Plant your face into her withers and inhale.
>Your prayers to Cadance, Celestia and other goddesses weren't in vain, after all!