[NEETPone] Floor caught, by Anon

>With a heavy sigh, you slowly make your way upstairs.
>Everything in your body aches, all from the heavy lifting and crap you were stuck doing today.
>This town is growing too damn fast.
>Could always just hire stronger unicorns, but of course, any unicorn able to carry more than fifty pounds is always off doing something greater.
>Seeing the door ahead, relief just washes over you.
>But it also reminds you why you're working in the first place.
>Sure, NEETbux will let you live, but the only way you're getting out of this place for sure is with a job.
>And for some reason, you just can't picture Floor carrying bags of cement and building materials for ponies.
>Throwing the key in, you silently open up the door, get on the floor- everybody walk the dinosaur!
>Okay, enough of that.
>At this time, especially since you're early, she's probably still snoozing.
>Sure didn't go to bed 'till late yesterday.
>She tried her best to be sneaky, but you're the lightest sleeper you know, ain't no fluffy hoofsteps getting by you.
>You kick your shoes off and strip down into your boxer-undershirt combo, the comfiest shit ever.
>Though still sweaty as hell, it still could use some work.
>Some nice, warm, liquid-y work, to be precise.
>Walking towards the room in your even more uncomfortable socks, a familiar noise bleeds through the door next to you.
>"M-mmph... oh, a-aah~"
>Christ, that mare.
>You mean, back on Earth, you were the same way, which is why you're able to deal with it.
>But seriously, she needs to calm those moans of hers.
>You hear her whine, a soft, wet schlicking sound coming from below her bedroom door.
>Anon Jr. stirs, but you're too tired and sore for this shit now.
>If anything, that's what the shower is for.
>You grab and slowly turn the handle of the door, as to not embarrass or freak her out with your presence.
>"Hmmm, ahhhn~"
>You step onto the carpet, then freeze.
>"Mmf, A-Anon..."

>Lying on your bed, Floor is sprawled out, head covered in the clothes from your to-be-washed pile.
>One hoof is holding the clothes down, and you can hear her breathing heavily under there.
>Her other hoof is tending to green toy lodged inside her sopping wet marehood, as she winks and gives you a view of the pink insides within.
>There's also a small white toy stuck right below that, sitting in her ponut.
>But all you can see is the white base of it, with a small question mark painted on the face.
>"Unf, ohhh, Anooon, g-give it to me!"
>She picks up the pace, pulling out and stuffing the toy back in quickly.
>It's also larger than it seemed.
>Her words click in your head, and Jr. assumes more control.
>And it's wrong, but, you just...
>You can't stop looking.
>Her vulva, just as puffy as you thought it would be, and the pink little clit of hers is just begging to be watched.
>"Mmmm, hmmm! Ohhh, y-yes!"
>She starts to pant under the pile, getting more and more high pitched as the toy pumps in and out of her.
>The schlicking sound gets noisier, and you watch as some of her fluids spill onto your sheets.
>...So that's what those stains are.
>"Anon, f-fill me up! F-f-ahh-HAHH!"
>One of her hind legs twitches, and a bunch of fluids gush out of her while she keeps the toy moving at a slower pace.
>Every time it goes all the way in, that leg twitches, which is actually incredibly cute.
>Squeaks and moans come out of her until she stops her hoof, taking to just huffing and humming from under your clothes.
>She slides the toy out, now slick with her juices, and runs her hoof in between her folds.
>She rubs lightly while riding out her orgasm, still winking every so often.
>"Mmm..."
>You blink, then finally make your way on over to your dresser.
>The second your underwear drawer opens up, she jumps, throwing the clothes off of her face.
>Her eyes quickly find yours, pupils so small they put your own to shame.
>"A-ANON?!"

>A huge blush forms on her face, and her breathing quickens.
>She fruitlessly tucks her tail between her legs, and tries to make herself small.
>"I-I, I W-"
>You press your finger on her lips and shush her.
"I'll forget that I ever saw that, what you've been doing to my clothes, and the mess you've made to all my sheets... under one condition."
>She just watches you, waiting without a single breath.
>You cherish the cute, absolutely shocked look on her face, and pick up some clean clothes for yourself.
>Then you turn and crouch a little, just so that you're on her eye level.
"You take a shower with me, and from this day forward, stop using things with my likeness in them. I mean..."
>You take your boxers off for a second.
>Her eyes instantly snap to it, and the blush gets worse.
>She starts to breathe heavily just staring at it.
"I'm right here. Always have been, if you really want me that bad."
>Her glances dart to and from you, but she stays silent, aside from that breathing of hers.
"So... deal?"
>She nods meekly, but so quick you think it might have come close to mach one.
>That's what you were hoping to hear.
"Good."
>Leaning over, you pop the buttplug out and hoist her up, holding her rump with your right arm, and her back with your left.
>Her hind legs hang and wrap around your waist, and her hooves stay tucked into her chest fluff.
>The look of complete and utter shock hasn't subsided, and you don't even think she's blinked this whole time.
>She just keeps looking into your eyes, huffing like some hungry fat guy in a pastry shop.
>You leave the clothes on your bed and walk on out of there, into the bathroom between both of your rooms.
>Floor pulls her hips closer to you, the fluff and warmth pressed right against half of your shirt, and part of your still exposed crotch.
>It's wet as hell, and you can feel something dripping right onto Jr.
>Still sore and tired from today- well, now you have even more of a reason to look forward to this shower.