A Change of Hooves (By Bioforge)


                                            >Damn that Twilight for treating you like a lab rat.

                                            >A month ago you were just minding your business in the library and she asked you to test a new unknown spell, transforming you into a pony.

                                            >Honestly it wasn't all that bad, other than not having hands and fingers.

                                            >How ponies got anything done with nothing but hooves was beyond you.

                                            >You sigh.

                                            >Oh well.

                                            >Better go pester Twilight to hurry up and find a spell to change you back into a human.

                                            >You push open the door and take a few steps out towards Twi's place, until a small pink object under a tree catches your eye.

                                            >Upon closer inspection you find a small pink and white slipper on the ground.

                                            >Someone must have dropped it.

                                            >Looking around there's no one around to claim the slipper.

                                            >Weird. You pick it up in your mouth only to be hit by a heavenly aroma of light sweat and something like fresh laundry.

                                            >What a heavenly scent.

                                            >You inhale deeply through your nose just to take it all in.

                                            >Whoever the slipper belonged to kept excellent care of their hooves, that much was certain.

                                            >You stopped sniffing the slipper aware of your own arousal and began the trek to Twilight's.

                                            >Stopping occasionally to take in the fragrance of the slipper every now and then.

                                            >You close in on Twi's house and push open the door and walk inside.

                                            >The walls are lined with books of an infinite assortment.

                                            >You set the slipper near the door.

                                            >Then your eyes fall upon the purple book horse nose deep in a large book.

                                            >Did she even hear you come in?

                                            >Guess not you think to yourself as you slowly creep up on your unsuspecting victim.

                                            >You inch your way ever closer as you hear her humming to herself as she reads.

                                            "I'M GONNA TIE YOU TO THE RADIATOR AND GRAPE YOU IN THE MOUTH!"

                                            >Terrified by the sudden shout, Twi jumps forward front flipping over the desk landing in a pile of books.

                                            >Spike rushes down to see whats going on only to join the laughter as Twilight's head emerges from the pile.

                                            >Brushing off the rest of the books she approaches you with a mean, unforgiving look.

                                            >"What do you want, I'm busy."

                                            >Damn she looked pissed.

                                            "Oh don't be like that, I was only joking around."

                                            >"In case you forgot, I am trying to find a spell to change you back into a human and I need complete concentration and focus to do so."

                                            "Sorry I didn-"

                                            >"So unless you want to be a pony forever I suggest you leave me to my studies."

                                            >Jeez she was extra crabby today.

                                            "Fine fine I'll go."

                                            >As you make your way to the door Spike follows to see you out.

                                            >"What's with the slipper Anon?"

                                            "No clue, it was just sitting outside my house next to the tree."

                                            >Spike grabs the slipper and

                                            >"Hey wait a minute, I've seen a pony with slippers like these walking around before."

                                            "Really? Where at?"

                                            >"Right by your house, she was hopping around on three legs probably looking for the slipper, weird huh?"

                                            "But I checked all around and I didn't see any-"

                                            >Oh crap, you didn't look up into the tree, that had to be where the owner of the slipper was.

                                            >You grabbed the slipper from Spike and dashed out the door back to your place.

                                            >I can't believe I didn't check up the tree you thought, hopefully whoever it was hasn't been up there too long.

                                            >You quickly make it back to your own place and look around, not a single pony in sight.

                                            >Your gaze turns to the tree.

                                            "Hello? Anyone up there? You dropped your slipper."

                                            >A small voice reaches you.

                                            >"Y-yeah t-throw me my slipper please."

                                            >You can't really tell but she sounds scared.

                                            >You move closer to the tree and put your front hooves against it and peer up to see if you can see anything.

                                            >To your surprise you find a pair of baby blue eyes mere inches from your own.

                                            >You both jerk back in surprise.

                                            "Can you climb down?"

                                            >"N-no I can't."

                                            "Why not?"

                                            >"I just can't ok? Hurry up and throw me my slipper."

                                            "Just jump down, I'll break your fall alright?"

                                            >"Are you sure?"

                                            >You sigh.

                                            "Yes I'm sure just jump already."

                                            >With that a light pink and white mare drops from the tree heading straight for you.

                                            >oh crap.

                                            >You jump to try to catch her not remembering that you no longer have hands.

                                            >Slamming into you mid air you both continue falling to the ground, as you land on your back the breath is knocked out of you.

                                            >Trying to catch your breath, your blasted with a familiar smell, only this time it's stronger.

                                            >It's the smell from the slipper.

                                            >You open your eyes to see a hoof grazing your nose.

                                            >With breath restored your mind focus on the scent, it was so enticing.

                                            >You almost couldn't control yourself, your tongue reached out of your mouth and everything in your mind was telling you not to.

                                            >Oh god you just wanted to run your tongue all over her hooves.

                                            >You avert your gaze from the hoof to the mare starring at you.

                                            >Her lips moved but you couldn't hear her.

                                            >She spoke quietly blushing furiously, her face riddled with embarrassment and arousal.

                                            >"L-lick it..."

                                            >Well she didn't have to tell you twice.

                                            >You slowly drag your tongue across the frog of her hoof, carefully tonging the center groove coating it all in your saliva.

                                            >The taste was unreal, the tangy sweat mixed with a light sweet taste.

                                            >Simply perfection.

                                            >Pure ecstasy.

                                            >You peek with one eye at her face, her eyes were closed and she bit down on her lip hard.

                                            >You insert your tongue in the groove of her frog and steadily traced it up and down the crevice.

                                            >She began to breathe heavily.

                                            >"O-oh yes... please d-don't stop..."

                                            >She could barely speak in between breaths.

                                            >You continue to slide your tongue up and down increasing the pace.

                                            >"I- I'm..."

                                            >You hear a surprising thunderous moan from the mare along with a quick thud.

                                            >You glance over to see what happened, maybe you were too rough.

                                            >She lay on the ground mouth open tongue out eyes closed, cheeks still red and soaked in sweat.

                                            "Um are you alright?"

                                            >You put your ear close to see if she was still breathing, sure enough you could hear the slow and steady breathing.

                                            >Guess she passed out?

                                            >What a strange mare.

                                            >You slip the missing slipper back on her hoof, and lift her onto your back and push open the door to your home.

                                            >Oh shit, you didn't even catch her name now that you think about it.

                                            >Everything happened so fast.

                                            >Guess you'll ask her when she wakes up.

                                            >You carefully walk over to the couch and gently set her down, and begin to take a long look at your new guest.

                                            >As far as you could tell she looked just like any other unicorn.

                                            >Still you couldn't help thinking something was off, and you continued to examine her.

                                            >You take a closer look at her horn.

                                            >Yeah something was definitely off there.

                                            >You lightly poke her horn.

                                            >It was loose.

                                            >What.

                                            >You poke it more and shift it to the side, and a clear plastic band wrapping around her head comes into view.

                                            >Your not sure how you feel about this.

                                            >Slightly disturbed and yet still curious to hear the story behind the fake horn.

                                            >Conflicting feelings aside, you decided it was about time to get some rest of your own despite the sun still hanging in the sky.

                                            >So with that you head to your room, hop in bed and slowly drift into sleep.

                                            >Amidst your sleep your slowly woken by a wet feeling on one of your hooves.

                                            >Did you spill something?

                                            >You shift your body to the other side of the bed, moving your hoof away from whatever it was.

                                            >A few moments passed and sure enough just before you were about to start sleeping again the wet feeling on your hoof began again.

                                            >Almost as if something wet was brushing against it ever so delicately.

                                            >As you slowly regain your senses, the feeling grew in strength.

                                            >Oh man you were even starting to feel aroused.

                                            >The brushing moved to the more sensitive part of your hoof and each stroke was slow and drawn out coating your hoof in liquid.

                                            >Whatever was happening, it was beginning to stir your manhood with each brush.

                                            >You crack your eye ever so slightly to see what was causing this.

                                            >A pink blur.

                                            >Oh shit.

                                            >She was licking your hooves.

                                            >And you were honestly enjoying it.

                                            >So much in fact that the blanket covering your body had turned into a circus tent.

                                            >Did she notice?

                                            >How could she not.

                                            >Damn it you still didn't know her name.

                                            >Was now really the time to worry about that?

                                            >She stopped for a moment and a feeling of pure bliss hit you as she began to suck the tip of your hoof letting her hot drool run down to your frog.

                                            >Uncontrollably, a light moan escaped your lips.

                                            >She paused again, giggling with your hoof still in her mouth.

                                            >You open your eyes and sure enough there she was, tongue out ready to give your hoof another sensual tonguing.

                                            >You blurt out.

                                            "Wait, I don't even know your name."

                                            >She blinks and sets your hoof down.

                                            >"S-Stompy, it's Stompy."

                                            >She said looking away from you as her face turned a familiar shade of crimson.

                                            >"What's y-yours?"

                                            >Was she nervous?

                                            >She seemed to have experience, at least from what your could tell.

                                            "Anon"

                                            >Silence for the next few seconds.

                                            >This was getting awkward fast and you were still at full mast under the sheets.

                                            "I-I've never done anything like this before, with hooves I mean."

                                            >"Me either."

                                            >Seriously?

                                            >There was no way she hadn't done this before.

                                            >"I-I mean I've thought about stuff like this b-but never had anyone-"

                                            >She trailed off looking down at the floor.

                                            >You gotta say something fast.

                                            "I liked it. I liked it a lot actually."

                                            >She looked up and eyed your blanket tent with a little smile.

                                            >"I-I can tell."

                                            >Now self conscious of your hard-on, you looked away for a moment.

                                            >You feel the bed shift.

                                            >"So y-you wanna keep going?"

                                            >You swore you heard a bit of excitement in her voice.

                                            >You look back at her and nod.

                                            >She tosses her slippers off and puts shifts her hind hooves towards your face while positioning herself next to your still throbbing erection.

                                            >She pushes the blankets aside your manhood now in full view.

                                            >Gently she places her hoof against your shaft, moving slowly up and down only letting the frog touch.

                                            >You tense up and bite your lip.

                                            >She notices, and smiles lustfully, placing her other hoof on the other side of your shaft again only letting her tender frog touch your skin.

                                            >She moves her mouth closer to where her hooves are placed.

                                            >You feel her hot breath against you.

                                            >She begins to stoke both hooves up and down at a slow and steady pace and quickly delivers a long drawn out lick from the base of your shaft to the very tip.

                                            >Eyes closed you shiver and let out a light moan.

                                            >Falling into a sort of ecstasy induced trance, you quickly move your mouth to the bottom of her hooves.

                                            >Starting with the left hoof, you drag your tongue from the base to the tip and back again letting the drool run of your tongue and down her hoof.

                                            >With a powerful and pleasureful moan she picks up the pace moving her hooves even faster, occasionally licking the tip.

                                            >You finish up the left hoof with another lick up and down her entire hoof, then focus your attention to the right.

                                            >You forcefully begin to tongue the center of her sensitive frog, pausing to then lick in circles letting everything get coated in your saliva.

                                            >It was almost too much.

                                            >You could feel her labored breathing against your shaft as she sped up faster and faster.

                                            >She moved one hoof away from your dick and placed it in between her legs, rubbing her mare hood viciously.

                                            >Replacing that hoof with her mouth and moving in unison with her other hoof, she continued to speed up.

                                            >You could feel her moans against you as she moved up and down.

                                            >You could feel it coming.

                                            >From what you could tell she was close too, furiously tracing circles around her swollen clit, soaking the bed in her sweet warm juices all while moaning in intense pleasure.

                                            >Continuing to thrust your tongue into her frog and rapidly shake it around you felt her legs begin to convulse as you too neared your limit.

                                            >Each with a booming moan, you both experienced nothing short of euphoria as you coat the bed in the fruits of your labor.

                                            >Exhausted, you both fall back to catch your breath.

                                            >You sit up and hop off the bed.

                                            >Better fetch the other set of blankets you think looking back at your mess on the bed next to the gasping mare.

                                            >Yeah that's going to be fun cleaning up.

                                            >Oh well, you could probably convince Spike to do it for you.

                                            >Grabbing the change of blankets you trot back into your room peeking through the door first.

                                            >She was sitting up at the end of the bed now, clearly not sure what to do.

                                            >You walk in and pull off the love juice saturated bedding and toss them aside.

                                            >Stompy closely watches you as you set the new bedding in place then quickly looks away as you look back at her but you can see the redness on her face and a small smile.

                                            >Damn she was cute.

                                            >Noticing how dark it was outside you decided it was time to get some rest.

                                            >You began to get comfortable under the blankets as your eyes met again.

                                            >You gestured towards the bed with a nod while making room for her.

                                            >Slowly she walked over and slipped into the bed with you.

                                            >Now with her back against your chest and your fore hooves around her you were both ready to fall asleep.

                                            >About 30 seconds after her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light.

                                            >Now with everything silent, you could hear her soft, steady breathing.

                                            >A little bit of her messy mane was in your face, the faint smell of something like lilac hit your nose.

                                            >It was soothing.

                                            >Eyes now closed you being to fade into slumber with nothing but fond thoughts of the lovely mare you luckily met today.


                                            >Light shines though your window with blaring clarity.

                                            >You spring awake slightly surprised at the intensity of the light.

                                            >Looking around you begin to remember the events of last night.

                                            >Oh boy was it a night to remember.

                                            >Rubbing your eyes, your gaze shifts to the still slumbering pony beside you.

                                            >She was drooling heavily on your clean pillow.

                                            >You sigh, admittedly it was still cute.

                                            >As you lay back down you go over the list of things to do today.

                                            >Bug the book horse some more, to get her to hurry and change you back to a human.

                                            >Con Spike into cleaning your dirty blankets.

                                            >Wow that list was a lot smaller than you thought it would be.

                                            >With your mind now on the topic of changing back into a human, you begin to wonder.

                                            >Did you really want to change back into a human?

                                            >You look again to the beauty beside you, now clinging to you tightly.

                                            >You weren't sure yet.

                                            >Would she still want to stick around after you became a human again?

                                            >Hell would she even stick around now that you both had your fun?

                                            >Damn it, your head hurt from all these questions.

                                            >You carefully maneuver out of bed not to disturb her.

                                            >You look back for a minute before leaving the room, she looked so peaceful despite her appearance being a mess.

                                            >You couldn't help laughing a bit noticing her horn was far off to the left side of her head.

                                            >You quickly showered and prepared to leave.

                                            >Before leaving you took time to find some parchment, ink and a quill.

                                            >Better leave her a note just to be sure.

                                            >Went out to take care of somethings, be back soon. There's food in the fridge. - Anon

                                            >You looked at the noted with displeasure.

                                            >God damn it was barely legible.

                                            >Having to write with your mouth didn't help either.

                                            >Hopefully she could read it.

                                            >With that, you rushed out the door to Twilight's house.

                                            >In your mind you couldn't help feeling like she was likely to leave right after she awoke.

                                            >It left a sour feeling in your stomach.

                                            >The thought continued to fester in your mind, as you ran.

                                            >She was the only pony you had been intimate with which was a little embarrassing considering how long you had been in Equestria.

                                            >Finally you could see Twilight's house.

                                            >Busting in the door you see a surprised Spike and Twilight deep in conversation turn to you.

                                            >"Anon what's going on?"

                                            "I was just checking on your progress with the spell."

                                            >"Are you ok? You look... troubled."

                                            "Yes Twilight, I'm fine. Just in a bit of a hurry."

                                            >"Are you sure?"

                                            >She wore a skeptical look on her face.

                                            "Yeah I'm good. So... the spell?"

                                            >"It's done."

                                            "Really?"

                                            >"Really really. You weren't expecting me to be finished yet?"

                                            >Spike rolled his eyes.

                                            >Now you were faced with a decision.

                                            >Revert to human form and risk driving off Stompy, or stay a pony and live on without your old body.

                                            >Well there was no guarantee that Stompy was even back at your home still.

                                            >That thought alone gave way to a crushing feeling in your chest.

                                            >She probably ate, left and you would never see her again.

                                            >Your expression changed from one of excitement to that of grief as you moved into position for the spell.

                                            >Did it really matter what form you were in?

                                            >Even knowing that you had only been acquainted with her for a day and a half, something inside you felt absent when you imagined coming home to an empty house.

                                            >Twilight spoke up knocking out of your deep thought.

                                            >"Anon, are you ready?"

                                            >This was it.

                                            "Yeah I'm ready."

                                            >Bright colorful flashes began to form around Twilight's horn as ribbons of purple energy swirled around a ball of magic that was materializing at the tip of her horn.

                                            >The sphere grew bigger and bigger until it was slightly larger than yourself.

                                            >Then with a flash it launched from Twilight's horn and soared to you.

                                            >Without even noticing you passed through to the center of the bubble.

                                            >Now you could feel the energy rushing around you.

                                            >A wave of hot and cold embraced your skin and you began to feel your body changing.

                                            >As quickly as it came the bubble dispersed as Spike came running to you with a mirror.

                                            >You peered into the mirror to see what became of your transformation.

                                            >In the mirror stood a creature with the upper body of a man but two horse legs complete with hooves.

                                            >Well... At least you had your hands back.

                                            >No.

                                            >Fuck that, you were pissed.

                                            >Actually pissed didn't even come close to describe what you felt.

                                            >Your eyes widen as you slowly turn to look at Twilight with extreme displeasure.

                                            >"Heh I guess I only got half of the spell right."

                                            >She backs up slowly.

                                            "I look like an damn abomination."

                                            >"Now Anon listen, I just need a little more time to make the corrections."

                                            >You sigh, trying to calm yourself.

                                            >Spike chimes in.

                                            >"It's not like it's permanent Anon."

                                            >This much was true.

                                            >At the most it would only be another month before she figured out the spell.

                                            >Hopefully you thought.

                                            "It's fine just get working on the next spell to change me back to normal."

                                            >With that you took your leave.

                                            >Why the hell was this so difficult, you pondered.

                                            >Adjusting to your new set of legs, you continued to stumble home.

                                            >You could just barely see it over the hill.

                                            >You just wanted to go back to how things were before.

                                            >You suddenly tripped over a large rock and fell head over heals down the hill, skidding to a halt at the end of your journey.

                                            >Sweet Jesus today sucks.

                                            >You crawled to the doorway and inched your way into your abode.

                                            >You made it to the couch but just barely.

                                            >Lifting yourself up to catch your breath you were glad to be home.

                                            >You sat for a minute looking over your new lower body.

                                            >What a sad sight you were.

                                            >Half man, half horse.

                                            >At least the lower half was horse.

                                            >The thought made you smile devilishly.

                                            >Noticing you were covered in dust, dirt and some minor scratches you figured it was time to go wash up.

                                            >You pushed yourself off the couch and step by step you made it to the hallway right outside the bathroom.

                                            >You heard the sound of water rushing.

                                            >Was the shower on?

                                            >You put your ear to the bathroom door.

                                            >Surely enough that was the shower.

                                            >You move in closer to see if you can hear someone moving around.

                                            >The door began to move as you leaned in to listen.

                                            >Oh shit.

                                            >The door swung open and you fell flat on your face.

                                            >The shower stopped and you heard the shower curtain swing open.

                                            >There Stompy was.

                                            >Her light pink mane was dripping slowly, and she seemed to glisten as she stepped out.

                                            >Water was still running down her body hitting every curve on the way down.

                                            >Her slippers were lined up neatly outside the shower.

                                            >She looked at you with a face of total confusion.

                                            >You could only imagine her befuddlement, you didn't even tell her that you weren't originally a pony.

                                            >Who knew how she was going to react to this.

                                            "Umm... hey."

                                            >She gave another confused look.

                                            >"Anon? I-is that you?"

                                            >Well at least she wasn't screaming in terror.

                                            "Yeah, it's a bit of a long story. Would it be alright if I joined you? It's been a long day."

                                            >In all honesty you were just as confused as to why she decided to stick around.

                                            >Confused, but relieved and overjoyed.

                                            >She mumbled while blushing.

                                            >"S-sure if you want to."

                                            >You remove your shirt and step passed her into the shower.

                                            >You adjust the shower handle to just the right temperature and press your head against the wall.

                                            >Washing off the stress of the day was heavenly.

                                            >You felt something touch your back.

                                            >Stompy rested her hooves and head against your back while you drummed up an explanation of where you came from.

                                            >She was soft to the touch even while soaking wet.

                                            >Well if you were going to explain what was going on now was a better time than later.

                                            >Where to even start?

                                            >You were a creature from another dimension who just randomly woke up here one day.

                                            >Even for creatures who were born and raised in magic and strange phenomena it was hard to swallow.

                                            >Hell at first it was hard for you to even understand exactly what happened.

                                            >You could only imagine what she would think of you knowing you weren't even from the same plane of existence.

                                            >Here goes nothing.

                                            >You turn around and face her, your faces only inches from each other.

                                            "Alright, I'm just going to come right out and say it."

                                            >She keep her eyes locked with yours.

                                            "I'm not a pony, I'm not even from Equestria. I came from another world far away from this one and I'm stuck here."

                                            >She blinked.

                                            >For about a minute you both stood there staring at each other.

                                            >She looked hardly phased by your statement.

                                            >It was actually beginning to scare you.

                                            >Maybe she was in shock?

                                            >Now seconds seemed like hours as you patiently wait for some kind of reaction.

                                            >It never came.

                                            "So yeah, that's it."

                                            >Still nothing.

                                            >You opened your mouth to speak but couldn't even form a word as if you were frozen in puzzlement.

                                            >She put her hoof over your mouth and spoke up.

                                            >"It's ok, it doesn't change anything."

                                            >Did she not understand what you just explained to her?

                                            >"I-I'm not actually from Equestria either so it doesn't bother me."

                                            >If she wasn't from Equestria where the hell was she from?

                                            "I'm not sure I understand."

                                            >She looked like a pony to you.

                                            >"It's almost like the situation your in, except I've always been a pony."

                                            >So she was also from another world?

                                            >Deep in thought you struggled to understand the situation you found yourself in.

                                            >Did it even matter?

                                            >You liked her and wanted her to stay with you regardless of her or your own origin and from what she said, she felt the same way.

                                            >Wow you felt stupid for not realizing this earlier.

                                            >Now it was as if a huge, looming weight had been lifted off you.

                                            >You looked back into her big, alluring blue eyes.

                                            >She shivered and smiled back at you.

                                            >You pulled her to you and wrapped your arms around her holding her tightly, sharing a quick kiss and went back to washing yourself.

                                            >A small tickle ran up your spine and you felt her mane brush against your back.

                                            >Did she just lick you?

                                            >She pressed her wet body against yours.

                                            >"You know... I haven't gotten around to scrubbing my hooves yet."

                                            >You paused for a moment.

                                            >Oh boy.

                                            "I could give you a hand with that."

                                            >She gave a seductive look.

                                            >"That was the idea."

                                            >Next to your shampoo was a white brush and a bar of soap which you quickly snatch.

                                            >Stompy lifts her left hind hoof towards you and looks back with great anticipation.

                                            >You set the brush down for a second and wrap you left arm around her leg while soap in the right.

                                            >Ever so gently you run the soap around the ins and outs of her hoof making sure that it's completely covered in suds.

                                            >You glance back at Stompy who seems to be watching your work.

                                            >Her face was scarlet and you could hear her panting.

                                            >Heh you were just getting started.

                                            >You set the bar of soap aside and reach for the brush while keeping a firm grip on her leg.

                                            >Brush in hand you waste no time and commence scrubbing the sensitive hoof making sure your not too rough.

                                            >The pants quickly turn to moans of pleasure as your hoof cleansing crusade intensifies.

                                            >It was turning you on more and more as she got louder.

                                            >You feel the muscles in her leg twitch as you begin to brush the bottom of her hoof as she lets out a loud gasp.

                                            >"Anon right there... don't stop"

                                            >You speed up the brushing applying more and more pressure as you go.

                                            >Her leg was getting harder to hold as you scrubbed on.

                                            "Like that do ya?"

                                            >The twitching was getting more powerful and you were starting to loose grip.

                                            >She cried out.

                                            >"Anon... I want you... inside me!"

                                            >You let go of her leg and she instantly jumped to you almost knocking you over.

                                            >Now with her hooves around your neck and waste you locked lips, passionately circling each others tongues.

                                            >Pressing her back to the wall you continue to embrace, only stopping for gasps of air.

                                            >Now fully erect you both take a moment to fully recover your breath.

                                            >You rest your forehead against hers and maneuver her body so her mare hood was hovering over your hard on.

                                            >You could feel fluid dripping onto your dick as you both readied yourselves.

                                            >Slowly you let her body come slide down as you pressed the tip in.

                                            >A rush of pleasure hits you and you can't stop yourself from slamming your girth deep inside.

                                            >You both let out a roaring groan, as you slowly pull back feeling her steaming hot juices run down your shaft.

                                            >Then you quickly thrust back in letting her weight add to the force, gripping her firm plot.

                                            >You can feel her insides constrict more and more with each pump.

                                            >She gave a lick up your neck and moaned.

                                            >"Yes.. so... good ahh!"

                                            >Her eyes roll back in her head as you pound her sobbing wet pussy against the wall, and you begin to feel her body tense up.

                                            >It was too much, you couldn't take it anymore.

                                            >She closed her eyes and threw her head back with a piercing wail as you gripped tighter with a final thrust.

                                            "Oh anon-!"

                                            >A flood of marecum sprayed out as you shot your hot passionate load deep within, each of you twitching from the sheer strength of the orgasm.

                                            >Both of your bodies go limp and you fall back on the shower floor with Stompy landing on top of you.

                                            >Your labored breathing was overpowering the noise of the shower.

                                            >Her head rose and fell on your chest as you regained your breath.

                                            >The water continued to rain down on you as you sat up.

                                            >Fully recovered she stood up as well.

                                            >You rise to your feet and shut off the water.