Pony Steak Sauce (Slight Clop)

>Day pony steak sauce in Equestria.
>You are Anonymous, and you've just made the biggest discovery of your life.
>You have recently discovered that pony shit, tastes like steak! Crazy!
>How did you figure it out?  Well that is quite the story!
>It all started when Princess Celestia invited you to the castle to have a chat about human culture.
>You live in Ponyville, so it was only a train ride away.  No problem.
>After a small amount of talk with the two leaders, the day turned into a cold night.
>You were about to leave for a late night train until the sisters told you that it would be far better if you stayed in the castle for tonight.
>Not one to pass up luxury for a small house in the countryside, you except.
>In the lush pillows sleep came easy, until a noise awoken you from your peaceful slumber.
>In the dim candle light you saw the two sister facing their rear ends directly at you from the sides of the bed.
>Naturally, your first thought is, 'hell yeah, threesome!'.
>You were in the midst of reaching for each ass with your hands, until Luna yelled "FIRE!".
>Suddenly the two sisters were spraying you with a full hose down of brown chunks and corn pieces.
>At first you were disgusted, until a stray piece flew in your mouth.
>It was disgusting at first.
"ARG, IT TASTES LIKE SH-...actually, *smack smack*. It tastes like steak!"
>Before you knew it, you were face first in the glistening brown jets of chunky processed grass.
>"Oh sister, I think I like this one!" said Luna as she gave one final push to empty her chocolate factory.
>"OOOOH, HUUUUMANS ARE THEEE BESSSST!" screamed Celestia as you sucked on her puckered asshole.
>Luna's asshole released one more jet and extinguished the candle by your bed with a *tss*.
>The night ended there with the princesses left empty, and you left full.

>As a natural meat eater, the flavor activated some primal instinct to have MORE!
>It had to be done, no matter how it would happen, no matter where, you WILL have more shit!
>In the train to home, all you could think about was shit!
>Plotting, waiting, and needing shit.
>Your brain was full of shit!
>After you reach home, you think on -whose- shit you’d want the most.
>You live at Rarity’s house, maybe she has the right shit?  After all, she does have the model diet.
>For now, you just have to take the first opportunity. Beggars can’t be choosers.
>You enter Carousel Boutique to be greeted by the white unicorn.
>”Well hello there, Anonymous.  I trust you had a great visit?”
“It certainly was an exciting one.” you say while licking your lips.
>”Well, I’m glad you enjoyed it.  It’s not everyday you see the princesses.  Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to do something upstairs.”
>Oh you know that, ‘I have to do something’ talk.
>As she walks up stairs to the room, you walk out the door.
>You run as fast as you can to the old wooden door which leads to the crawlspace.
>The door swings open to the circuit breaker and some pipes.
>One pipe in particular catches your eye.
>You swing yourself under it and begin unscrewing, you don’t have much time, so you make it quick.
>Water begins spaying from the mouth of the upside down pipe.  Good, that means you’re not too late!
>Once the final drops of water pour out, you press your lips up to the rusty irrigation system.
>Could it be?  Is she really?!
>A warm brown object seeps into your throat.
>She is!  She is taking a shit!
>You suckle each mud monkey as if it were the last food in Equestria.
>The taste of warm steak rubs against your tongue and begs for more.
>Each log is like a gift, and like a gift, it is savored.

>Eventually the the warm soupy equine feces slows to a halt.
>Despite the end of your meal, you re-close the pipe mildly satisfied.
>You get out of the crawlspace and remove any evidence of your presence.
>You gotta hand it to Rarity, she does make a mean shit!
>Strangely, you feel right at home with pony shit in your stomach.
>It sloshes and gurgles in your now plump gut.
>You laugh at all the times you craved meat, when the answer has been right under your nose!
>Now all you need to do is open a public latrine, and you’re set!
>You sit back inside of Rarity’s house as she walks back down the stairs.
“Did, you use the bathroom?” you ask as she walks down.
>”A real lady would never use the bathroom with company in the house.”
“Rarity, you are so full of shit.”
>Today was a beautiful brown logs day.