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Day Away from Home
By ArchiveAccountCreated: 2023-09-19 02:28:11
Updated: 2023-09-19 02:45:54
Expiry: Never
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Written by That_Happy_Guy
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>Day Away from Home in Equestria.
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>With apathetic annoyance, you follow Applejack as the cutie mark crusaders in turn follow you; apologizing nonstop.
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>Sweetie Belle jumps in front of you.
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>”We're really sorry Mr. Anon!”
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>Scootaloo jumps on top of her Unicorn friend.
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>”Yeah, we didn't mean it!”
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>Aaand Applebloom finishes their totem pole.
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>”Ah know yer still mad, but honest! It was all Fluttershy's idea!”
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>Sidestepping the fillies, you continue on.
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>You knew they weren't the ones who made the plan, but they were the ones to blow up your house.
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>Fluttershy had gotten tired of guessing your fetish and decided to do something drastic.
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>She even went so far as to recruit the three fillies behind you.
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>And they did it all for a chance to earn demolition cutie marks.
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>You aren't mad at them, just very very very disappointed.
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>Also, annoyed.
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“How much farther until we reach the clubhouse Applejack?”
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>The orange mare pushes a few branches out of the way, leading you through the farm.
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>”Ah reckon another minute or so.”
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>With a huff, you adjust the sleeping bag you are carrying.
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>Once Applejack heard what her sister did, she offered to let you stay with them.
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>Not in their house of course, what with three females and all.
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>The CMC's club house was the best she could do.
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>It was either that or Fluttershy's -generous- offer to move in with her.
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>Considering you didn't want to go to jail for murder, you went with Orangekick.
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>”We're here.”
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>Reaching an open area, you see the small house.
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>There is no way it will be comfortable to shack up here, but what are you gonna do?
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“Thanks Applejack. I'll make sure to clean up after myself.”
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>Walking towards the ladder, the fillies try once more to apologize.
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>This time, in unison.
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>”Sorryyyyyy.”
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>You grunt and once again move past them.
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>Stepping into the clubhouse, you can't help but feel... cozy.
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>For the next week, this is your home.
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>You sigh and mutter under your breath.
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“Fucking great.”
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>It was a long day and after work, you immediately came -home-.
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>Taking off your shoes, you toss them in a corner and sit down.
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>You finally let off your sorrow about the situation.
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>Falling to your side, you just lay there as the sun sets.
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>Your peace is soon interrupted though.
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>A loud crackle and fizz is heard.
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>Soon after, a familiar song starts to play.
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>Oh dear god, how did this song get to Equestria?!
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>”Oo-oooh, we're no strangers to love.”
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>Fucking yellow little- why is she here?!
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>”You know the rules a-and so do I!”
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>You are gonna kill her!
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>”A full commitment's, what I-I'm thinking of!”
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>Pulling yourself up, you head towards the front door.
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>”You wouldn't get this from any other mare!”
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>Fluttershy is standing at the bottom of the tree with a boombox.
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>”IIII just wanna tell you how I'm feeling.”
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>Groaning, you furrow your brow and grind your teeth.
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>”Gotta make you understand!”
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>You head back in and grab a shoe.
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>”Never gonna give you up!”
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>Aiming for the boombox, you hold your breath.
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>”Never gonna let-”
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>Fire!
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>The boombox flies out of her hooves and breaks, ending the song abruptly.
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>Fluttershy squeals and drops to her stomach.
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>You growl out to the mare.
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“What do you want Fluttershy?!”
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>She lifts her head, smiling a bit.
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>”I-I just wanted to say I am sorry a-and see if you wanted to come to my place.”
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>You glare at the mare.
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>”If you give me another chance... maybe you would see I'm not so bad?”
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>Slamming your hands against the railing, your eyes shoot wide with anger.
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“If I ever see you again, I will literally skin and eat Angel alive in front of you!”
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>The mare's eyes fill with fear as she screams and runs.
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>Once she is gone, you head back down and grab your shoe, kicking the boombox lightly.
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>It starts to play again, skipping.
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>You put your shoe on and shit stomp the devil song.
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>Physically and emotionally exhausted, you climb back up the ladder.
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>Unrolling your sleeping bag, you close your eyes to get some rest.
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>It's been a shit day.
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>The soft creaking of wooden boards pulls you from your sleep.
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>Anger immediately fills you as you snap awake and lift yourself.
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“Fluttershy, if you don't get out of here right now, I-”
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>You turn and see Scootaloo.
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>She is shocked and holding a sleeping bag.
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>Your anger subsides and you let off a sigh.
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“What are you doing here Scootaloo?”
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>Looking outside, it has to be nearing midnight.
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“It's gotta be past your bedtime.”
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>She mutters something, kicking one of her forelegs back and forth.
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“Can't hear you.”
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>The filly takes a deep breath and shakily answers.
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>”I-I ran away from home.”
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>Pausing, you look to the sad eyed filly.
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“What, why?”
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>”M-My parents were mad at me for blowing up your home and why I did it.”
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>Yeah, you figured they would be.
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>Still, if she ran away from home, you should probably tell someone.
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>She must know what you are thinking as she starts to quickly speak.
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>”Please, don't tell anyone I am here! Just let me stay the night, please?”
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>You groan and rub your eyes.
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>...
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>Fuck it, you're tired anyway.
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>You'll deal with this in the morning.
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>Laying back down, you curl up and close your eyes.
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>”Does that mean you'll let me stay?”
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>You don't answer, still not happy with her and her friends.
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>”... Thank you Mr. Anon.”
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>She pecks your cheek before rolling her sleeping bag next to yours.
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>You turn away as she lies down.
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>”Good night Mr. Anon.”
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>Once again, you don't answer.
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>He did it!
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>He's letting you stay!
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>Okay, calm yourself filly, you aren't out of the woods yet.
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>Turning to face Anon, all you can make out is the back of his head.
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>You try and think of something you can say to get his attention.
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“Um, Mr. Anon?”
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>He doesn't answer...
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>You don't blame him.
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>You REALLY messed up this time.
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>It's not like you wanted all of this to happen, you just wanted him to notice you.
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>He's soooo cool!
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>Like Rainbow Dash, but without the wings or speed.
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>Plus, if he can do all those things that Rainbow Dash told you he does...
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>You have to make him your coltfriend.
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“Do you wanna stay up and tell ghost stories?”
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>”... No.”
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>He's still awake!
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>All right, now you just need to find something he wants to do.
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”Oh, how about playing a game or something?”
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>”No.”
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>Don't give up now, you know you can get back on his good side.
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“How about... playing truth or dare?”
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>Maybe you can get him to take his clothes off.
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>Rainbow Dash always told you about what humans looked like naked...
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>It was so weird to hear, since he was a different species, but that just excited you more.
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>You have to admit, you've clopped more than a few times thinking of him.
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>”No.”
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>Darn it!
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>Sighing, you try to think of more stuff.
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>Then your mind begins to wander, wondering why his tone is so... venomous.
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“... Are you mad at me Mr. Anon?”
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>He is silent, causing you to panic a bit.
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>”... Very.”
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>Whimpering, you curl up a bit.
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“I-I'm REALLY sorry though.”
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>”You blew up my home... I am not in my bed right now because it is blown up.”
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>Sniffling, you can hear the resentment in his voice.
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>You really messed up filly.
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“S-Sorry...”
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>He doesn't respond.
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>Deciding you aren't going to get anywhere else, you just curl up and turn away.
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>As you do, a loud crash fills the air.
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>You squeal and hug yourself.
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“W-What was that?”
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>”Scheduled rain.”
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>Oh, you guess that makes sense.
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>It is the rainy season right now.
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>But that thunder is going to keep you up.
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>Anon is mad at you, you ran away from home, and now there's thunder that will keep you from sleeping.
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>How can tonight get any worse?
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>*Drip...*
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>... Please, no.
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*Drip drip drip drip drip*
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>And now it's raining on you, wetting your sleeping bag.
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>Sniffling some more, you can feel the water touching your skin.
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>You try to hold back tears, heart sinking.
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>It's no use, you hic a couple of times and whimper out.
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>You would just move your sleeping bag, but it's already wet.
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>Now you're going to get sick too!
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>Crying a bit more, you want it to stop.
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>”... Get over here.”
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>Sniffling, you look back to Anon.
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>He is sitting up, looking at you.
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>”Well?”
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>You get out of your sleeping bag, shaking off the water from your coat.
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“H-Huh?”
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>He sighs, opening up his sleeping bag.
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>”You're getting wet. The last thing I need is a guilty conscience over letting a filly sleep in the rain. Now come on, before I change my mind.”
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>Smiling just a bit, you look to him.
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“Really?”
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>He groans, closing his bag.
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>”Changing my mind.”
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>You rush him, clambering in.
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>Letting off a nervous chuckle, you snuggle up.
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“T-Thanks Mr. Anon.”
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>He pushes away.
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>”Don't mention it. Really, don't.”
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>Sighing, you internally squeal.
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>You'd never do something that embarrassing out loud.
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>Who do you look like?
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>Sweetie Belle?
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>Sighing happily, you can feel the heat from his body.
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>Almost touch his skin.
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>Smell his scent...
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>His scent.
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>Taking a shallow inhale, you can actually smell his -scent-.
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>Shivering, you control yourself.
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>Rainbow Dash said it was natural to get turned on by a colt's private scent.
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>Still, you didn't think it would be this big of a difference!
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>Being this close to Anon, you are all but surrounded by it.
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>Crawling down the sleeping bag, you hear Anon murmur before shifting a bit.
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>Good, he won't notice.
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>You take a deep inhale, body shaking in pleasure.
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“O-Oh...”
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>The smell causes your filly parts to moisten, clit winking slowly.
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>You take another sniff, turning around so you can be just a bit closer.
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>Crawling down a bit more, you are nearly touching Anon's bulge with your snout.
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>Gulping, you realize you should stop soon, or you'll get caught.
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>...
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>Softly inhaling, you can feel the cold rainy air brush against your skin, hitting just below your chest.
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>Stupid rain...
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>You miss your bed, you're barely awake, but you can still tell you are on wood.
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>Everything feels fuzzy, but not warm.
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>You're at the point where you are about to go to sleep, but not quite there.
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>”Oh Anon...”
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>Letting off a very soft grunt, you think you almost heard someone say your name.
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>Can't be though, you're alone here.
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>Listening a little closer, you can make out soft panting and shifting.
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>Almost like someone struggling to move under blankets.
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>Trying to ignore it, you can feel the noise pulling you farther and farther from actual sleep.
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>You think you can beat it, until you feel something press against your crotch.
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>Jumping awake a bit, you take a hard breath and look around.
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“Whu...”
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>The shifting stops, silenced all at once.
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>Looking down, you see a bump in your sleeping bag.
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>You unzip it a bit and see Scootaloo near crotch level with you.
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“What the- Scootaloo?”
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>She whimpers, eyes welling up.
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>Looking closer, you see her hoof between her legs.
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>Shocked, you push yourself away.
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>Scootaloo panics.
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>”W-Wait Mr. Anon, I can explain!”
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>She looks to you, scared.
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>Your mind is trying to catch up with what is going on.
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>She was clearly masturbating and you definitely felt something against your crotch.
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>Was she SNIFFING you?!
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>Looking back to the filly, she is on the verge of tears as you just look at her.
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>Sniffing, you make out a strange, musky scent.
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>It's so familiar.
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>...
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>Fluttershy.
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>She has this same smell when she hounds you.
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>Scootaloo is turned on, VERY turned on.
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>Sighing, you rub your eyes.
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“What were you doing?”
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>She sniffles more, looking to the ground.
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>”I-I-I...”
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>You speak in a stern tone, going to get your answer.
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“Tell me.”
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>”I was... clopping... t-to you.”
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>Sighing, you remember that she is at that age.
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>As far as you know, you and Big Mac are the only guys in her life.
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>So there was a fifty-fifty shot of you being her older guy crush.
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“You're a kid Scootaloo, whatever you're thinking, it won't work out.”
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>She whimpers.
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>”Why not? It's not like we'd be doing anything wrong!”
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>You furrow your brow.
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“Let's ignore the fact you blew up my house. I'm way too old for you.”
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>She scoffs.
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>”So? Cheerilee is messing with Pipsqueak, and she is way older than you!”
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>Your eyes shoot wide, shocked by what you've just heard.
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“What?!”
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>The purple maned filly nods, walking up to you.
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>”Yeah! Don't tell me that you're too old for me.”
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>You stutter, struggling to find the right words for this.
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“How is she not in jail?!”
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>The filly is at your feet, climbing atop you.
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>”Because it's not illegal! The moment a mare can go into heat and a stallion can get it up, they're allowed to have sex. Guess what MR. Anon, I can go into heat! I'm legal!”
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>You push her off, standing.
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“You're a kid!”
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>She looks to you, any fear she had before replaced with determination.
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>”Nuh uh! I'm a mare! ... A mare who can take care of your needs.”
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>You are almost disgusted by what she is saying.
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>... Why only almost?
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“I don't have any that you can take care of...”
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>She scoffs, sniffing your crotch again.
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>”Liar... I want you to be my coltfriend and I know you wouldn't mind having a fillyfriend.”
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>She turns around, spreading her cheeks.
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>”One with a nice stretchy butt hole like mine.”
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>She reaches back, playing with her ponut hole.
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>You can't believe you are watching this.
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>As her hoof traces over her backdoor, she moans, hips squirming.
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>”A-Anon... mmm, c'mon, I KNOW all guys get lonely. You don't have to be.”
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>She almost sounds like Fluttershy, but less weird about it.
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>”Please... just this once? I-I like you SOOO much... can't we do it, just this once?”
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>The filly stops tracing over her anus, turning around to face you with vulnerable eyes.
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>Groaning, you try to think, however, her scent is making it very difficult.
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>You have to admit, being surrounded by it for this long is kind of nice, almost alluring.
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>...
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>You have been lonely ever since you arrived here.
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>Plus, her ass looked so inviting.
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>Groaning, you try to clear your mind when you notice you are sporting a stiffy.
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>There is no way you can get any thinking done while your mind is focused on the lewd.
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>Looking back to Scootaloo, you see her staring at your bulge, chest rising and falling as she pants a bit.
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>...
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>She isn't Fluttershy, she won't be weird about this.
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>And if what she's saying is true.
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>...
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>One night.
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>You'll only do this for one night.
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“Turn around.”
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>The orange filly smiles, happily doing so.
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>You unzip your pants, walking up and getting on your knees.
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>Reaching a finger out, your touch her anus.
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>She squeals, giggling at your touch.
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>It's soft, a bit spongey.
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>This will be a lot easier than with a human girl.
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>Placing your mouth against it, you run your tongue over her backdoor.
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>She shivers, clit winking.
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>You've only seen Fluttershy's, Scootaloo's is much cuter.
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>Continuing to run your tongue over her anus, you hear her moan and stamp her hooves.
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>”A-Are you going to put it in or not?”
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>Spanking her, she stiffens up.
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“I will, but we're doing this at my pace. This isn't some romantic encounter, nor me forgiving you... I just really want to fuck your ass right now.”
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>You see her ears lower, voice softer.
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>”I get it... but it'll still mean something to me, giving my first time to the guy I like.”
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>Rolling your eyes, you press the tip of your member against her moist hole.
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“Anal doesn't count as a first time.”
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>Before she can respond, you steal her virginity.
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>Anal virginity, it doesn't count.
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>She moans, low, deep.
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>”O-Ohhh, so much thicker... than my handle.”
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>Looking to her, you feel your eyes close a bit.
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“What?”
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>”N-Nothing! Keep going, please?!"
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>Since she has no qualms, you fill her up with a couple more inches of your shaft.
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>You were right, even though she is much smaller than a grown woman, her ass is a lot easier to drive into.
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>It is also much more pleasurable, almost massaging your dick with warm pulls and squeezes.
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>Holding back any moans you might let off, you grab her flanks and pull her down on your length, spearing her with your cock.
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>She squeals, screaming a bit.
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>”Big! BIG! So big!”
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>You lean in, taking shallow pumps into the filly.
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“Do you want me to stop?”
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>She shakes her head, tongue out as she takes deep breaths.
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>”N-No, it's just big, I-I'll get used to-”
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>You pull out, slamming your cock back in as her hairs rise.
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>”IIIIIT!~”
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>Did she just moan at the end of that?
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>This filly is turning out to be a real butt slut.
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>Pulling her up, you begin to fuck her like a cock sleeve, holding her in the air as you pull her up and down your length.
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>”O-Oh Celestia, this is hot! I-I thought, oh, this would hurt more. MmmpH! Please, don't stop Anon!”
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>So she isn't calling you mister anymore?
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>Little filly think she can speak familiarly with you?
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>Pushing her against the wall, she holds her front hooves out.
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>”H-Hey, what're you-”
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>You drive your dick into her as hard as you can while holding her, her head hitting the walls of the treehouse a bit.
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>”Ow, o-ow! Anon- ow! S-slow down, ow!”
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>She is still moaning, more than likely enjoying the rough treatment.
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>Good, this means you'll be able to get away with a lot more than you thought.
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>Pulling out, you let the filly down.
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>”W-Wait! I didn't cum yet!”
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>You walk back to the sleeping bag, laying down.
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“Neither have I, but I'm done doing all the work.”
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>Patting your lap, she gets the message.
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>She walks over to you, climbing on your lap, pressing her used, yet not stretched, ass against your dick.
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>Just as she is about to push herself down, you raise your hand.
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“Turn around.”
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>She looks a bit disheartened, but does so.
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>Lowering yourself so you are laying back, the filly straddle you.
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>”L-Like this?”
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>Her ass and tail are in full view.
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“Yeah. Now go.'
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>She nods, lowering herself.
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>You'd expect her to go slow, but she is actually taking you at a pace you can enjoy.
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>She coos, cursing a bit as she pushes herself down on your prick.
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>”S-Still big...”
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“And still horny.”
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>The filly nods, giggling a bit as she raises her hips.
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>Once she is high enough, she -drops- herself.
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>As she does, she lets off an elongated moan.
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>”Oooooh~”
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>You won't admit it, but this filly's ass may be the best hole you've ever fucked.
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>Plus she is very eager to please.
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>Grabbing her tail, she squeals as you pull.
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>With each pull, her brown ring clenches on your shaft.
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>The feeling is amazing, almost indescribable.
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>Almost...
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>Pulling harder, she yells out.
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>”Ow! Too much!”
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>Chuckling, you let go, the filly sitting on your cock as she looks back to you, scrunching her face.
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“Hey, I want to get this over with as soon as possible.”
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>She growls, taking this as a challenge.
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>Facing forward again, she redoubles her efforts, bouncing her pretty orange ass on your dick.
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>Grunting, you are actually having trouble fighting the urge to moan now.
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>”Well? Is this good enough? How about now?!”
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>Her anus begins to contract, pulling on your length as she rides up and down it.
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>You can't take it anymore, you let out a low moan, actually getting close to finishing.
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>”Still think I can't- ah~ Satisfy your needs?!”
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>She is talking way too much.
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>Bringing your hand back, you smack her ass, causing her to squeal, squeezing your shaft tighter.
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>The feeling is incredible, dragging along your length.
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>Moaning again, you are about to cum.
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>Looking down, you see her sweating, body jerking a bit as she tries to continue her ride.
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“What, are you about to cum?”
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>”N-No!”
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>Perfect, she's going to get off first.
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>You would have hated finishing before a filly.
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>Grabbing her hips, you begin to buck upwards, filling her with your length.
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>She squeaks and squeals, grinding on your hot monkey bone.
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>”Y-Yeah, I knew you'd come around!”
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>You don't answer her, wanting to get her off before you lose it.
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>As if on cue, she begins to squirt all over the floor, cumming as she screams, gripping you as if her life depended on it.
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>Trying to pull out, all you end up doing is pushing yourself over the edge, grunting as you fill up the filly.
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>You hold back any moans, yells, or words you have; not wanting to let her think she actually got you off.
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>She did still blow up your house.
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>You were just using her as a cum dumpster.
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>Panting, you feel your cock begin to soften, the last of your cum dribbling out in the filly.
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>She lays backs, resting on your chest.
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>The orange filly pants with you, struggling to breathe.
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>”W-Wow... That was... so much better... than my hoof.”
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>You just chuckle, trying to think of something to say.
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“Yeah, I'd imagine.”
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>After a few minutes of basking in the afterglow, she cuddles up to you.
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>You push her off, trying to remind her this was just physical.
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>She groans, looking at you as she sits on her plot, not wanting to leak your seed on the floor.
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>”Really? After all this you're STILL acting like you didn't like it?”
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“Oh, I definitely liked it. I'm just not going to let you get attached. This was a one time thing. Nothing more.”
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>She giggles, shaking her head.
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“What? What's so funny?”
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>”Oh, nothing... except this isn't gonna be a one time thing.”
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>You sigh, sitting up.
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“No, it really is.”
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>She looks to you, a knowing grin on her lips.
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>”Nuh uh. If it is, then I'll go tell the cops.”
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“... You said-”
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>Scootaloo raises her hoof.
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>”Oh, I know what I said. Wanna know a little secret Anon?”
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>The filly leans in, whispering.
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>”Mares don't go into heat anymore. They stopped doing that when Ponies developed Cutie Marks.”
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>Oh shit.
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“But, you're a-”
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>”Blank flank? Mhmmmm, and now you're a statutory rapist.”
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>Your heart sinks.
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>She played you, she just played you!
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“Why you little-”
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>Before you can respond, she interrupts you once more.
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>”Shhhh... I won't tell anyone. All you have to do is be my secret coltfriend. Stick it in me whenever I want and kiss and cuddle me~”
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>You groan, looking to the smug filly.
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“And if I don't?”
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>She begins to frown, sniffling as her ears lower.
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>”H-He was so rough Mr. Officer. I-I asked him not too, but he pushed his thingy into my butt! I-It hurt so... m-...m-...”
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>Oh, she is good.
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>You wish that her acting wasn't pointed at you however.
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“So I either do what you say or you throw me in jail?”
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>She nods.
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>”And I REALLY don't want to. I meant what I said Anon. I like you, a lot~”
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>Sighing, you relent.
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>You're a filly fiddler now.
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>It's either that or you become a prison bitch.
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>Looking up to Scootaloo, she steals a kiss.
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>”So, do we have a deal?”
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“...”
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>Day Not a prison bitch in Equestria.
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>”So, Applebloom, Sweetie Belle, do we have the stuff ready?”
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>You look to your secret fillyfriend, watching as she gives orders to her two friends.
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>All of which you've fucked in some way or another.
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>They nod to her.
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>With a smile, Scootaloo looks to you.
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>Smirking, you pull out a spyglass and look at Fluttershy's cottage.
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>You then trace your gaze over to her chicken pen, where she is currently at.
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>After roughly ten seconds, it gives off a cheesy explosion.
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>Chuckling, you watch as the mare runs out, crying.
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“Yup, exactly as planned.”
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>The fillies cheer.
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>You lower the spyglass as Scootaloo flies up and kisses you, stroking over your pants.
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>Every day since that night has been like this.
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>Scootaloo getting fresh with you, sometimes involving her friends.
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>The four of you ruining Fluttershy's day in some way.
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>And everyone ending the day with a smile.
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>Groping the filly's flanks, she moans.
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>”Oooh, Anon~ here?”
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>You shake your head.
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“Nah, I still remember the last time we did it on dirt... how about we head home and I remind you why your ass is mine?”
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>She grins, nuzzling your neck.
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>”I'll be back later guys, my coltfriend wants some loving.”
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>The remaining two fillies groan.
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>Applebloom steps up, leaning against your leg as she stands on her hind legs.
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>”But it ain't fair! Ah want some sex too.”
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>Sweetie Belle nods, looking up at you with pleading eyes.
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>Scootaloo simply growls at them.
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>”Hey! He's MY coltfriend and I don't want to share him today.”
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>Ever since Scootaloo got your balls in a vice, she has REALLY taken over as leader of her friends.
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>Still, it only takes you less then five minutes to put her in her place.
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“Don't worry you two. I'll make sure to visit you both later tonight.”
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>As Applebloom and Sweetie Belle squee, you start to make your way home, about to spend the next hour
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>Fucking Scootaloo.
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