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Token of Feathered Affection

By NeaSunrise
Created: 2023-02-09 21:41:46
Expiry: Never

  1. >you make quick work of your wings, your feathers slightly disheveled and unorganized after your mid afternoon nap
  2. >you use your muzzle to slowly straighten your feathers, plucking a few of them and straightening the others
  3. >it was oddly... intimate?
  4. >your daily little ritual, and something completely SFW and normal
  5. >all pegasi do it, Master says
  6. >but whenever he's walked in on you, you can't look him in the eye for the rest of the day
  7. >similar to an unwelcome knock on the door back when you were human and had to deal with uh... boners
  8. >something alien to you now since you became a mare...
  9. >except for a wingboner, which is oddly more embarrasing
  10. >you could just tuck it up into your waistband before
  11. >you don't even wear pants now!
  12. >how would you wear pants anyway...
  13. >ah! distractions
  14. >you finish up your task, a couple of stray feathers adorned in a pile right outside the rim of your bed
  15. >three little yellow feathers, slightly lighter than the rest of your coat
  16. >you were one of those pretentious ponies whos wings had two shades
  17. >your ears swivel, the noise of the ceiling fan and tv in the living room accompanied by... typing?
  18. >Master's at his computer!
  19. >this is about the time he works, you suppose...
  20. >time to surprise him the only way a pretty little pony like you knows how...
  21. >you rise to your hooves, stretching and letting out a little yawn
  22. >sure, you've been a pony for a good while... but god you are adorable sometimes
  23. >even if it's on purpose...
  24. >you pick up one of the feathers you've plucked from your most breathtaking feature, and make your way to the office
  25. >after a treacherous journey up the stairs, you manage to sneak into Master's office...
  26. >he's got a lamp on beside him, but he doesn't hear you enter
  27. >you sneak over to his desk, your tail wagging behind you in excitement
  28. >being a small colorful pony, you don't have much you can do for him
  29. >though you've always wanted to try to make him something, even if it'd look like it was made by a toddler
  30. >you rear up on your hind legs after making it to his desk, lightly dropping the feather
  31. >he doesn't seem to notice right away, but a quick nudge of it towards his direction with your muzzle does
  32. >he turns his head to face you, a small smirk dawning his face
  33. >and a blush to yours
  34. >he reaches over and ruffles your mane, making sure to get that spot behind your ear that you love so much
  35. >"Good pony."
  36. >you puff your chest out subconsciously with pride, your tail wagging a bit faster
  37. >he chuckles and picks up the feather, examining it with an exaggerated contemplating expression
  38. >after a couple of seconds he nods in what appears to be satisfaction, pulling out his wallet and placing it in one of the slots
  39. >the one across from the picture of you he keeps in there, the one where you're flying around the yard
  40. >having accomplished your mission, you curl up near his feet, earning yourself another chuckle from him in the process
  41. >you mumble out a small "love you, Master..." before closing your eyes, and resuming the nap you started earlier

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