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- > Femanon reaches into the bag and pulls out a jar of hard cider, as you thought
- > You glance at the half-finished comission
- > You've done enough, you can continue it later
- > You levitate the second jar to yourself as you sit on the floor beside the settee
- > Femanon is already taking a long drought of the alcohol
- > The poor girl, all this talk of dating has surely reminded her of her loneliness
- > You take a sip of the cider, swirling the fruity drink in your mouth as you consider your next actions
- > You swallow, and Femanon sighs
- > "You're really pretty, you know that?"
- > You smile at her
- "I had some notion, yes. Did you know you are quite beautiful yourself? I especially love your mane."
- > You are rewarded with a fond smile and a light blush on her cheeks
- > "I could just kiss you right now, you flatterer."
- > You see where this is going, and it is precisely what you had hoped
- "Then why don't you, Darling?"
- > You lean towards her ever so slightly
- > She cups your cheeks with her hands, pulling you in as your lips meet hers
- > You stroke her mane as the kiss deepens
- > She tastes of cider, sweet and tangy
- > Her hands drift, stroking your face, your neck
- > You feel a warmth begin to stir within you, and your thoughts return to certain memories from earlier in the day
- > Your magic strokes and presses against her back, hitting certain points you have learned in previous sessions
- > Fem hums with pleasure, wrapping her arms tightly around you
- > You eventually break the kiss, staring at Fem's flushed, panting countenance
- > Delicious
- "My dear, I shall require your posterior."
- > Femanon raises her eyebrows, but smirks suggestively
- > "I have no choice but to oblige."
- > She rolls forward onto her hands and knees, presenting her rump to you
- > You spend a long moment admiring it's perfection
- > Then she wiggles it at you, and you can resist no longer
- > You sink your hooves into that soft, cloth covered flesh, rubbing circles as Fem moans
- > As nice as this is, the skirt is getting in the way
- > You pull it down, as well as the her laced underclothes
- > You ignore her glistening slit, that's not why you are here, for now
- > Instead, you nuzzle her butt cheeks, reveling the sensation
- > She chuckles, low and sensuous
- > "Having fun back there?"
- > You pull back, steadying yourself
- "Of course, how could I not? Mm, but you may want to brace yourself."
- > Fem breathes more heavily as she rests her hands on the side of the settee
- > You bring your hoof down sharply, making an audible smacking sound
- > He rear jiggles gloriously
- > You do it again, to her other cheek
- > Each successive strike is more satisfying than the last, especially as you reduce the time between each spanking
- > Fem moans, leaning into the punishment
- > When you are finally satisfied, she eyes you hungrily
- > "My turn~!"
- > You nod graciously
- "That is quite fair."
- > You turn your back on her, and brace yourself
- > After a moment of rustling, you feel two hands seize you by your hips
- > They pull you back with surprising strength, eliciting a startled squeal from you
- > You blush, and the blush deepens as she forces your rump downward
- > Her suple tongue laps gently at your slit as her hands knead your buttocks in earnest
- > You make a wordless whine, pressing your marehood harder into the pleasurable stimulation
- > Your lust addled vision spots Fem's own marehood below you
- > Turnabout is fair play
- > You press your muzzle between her thighs and begin licking in earnest
- > You are rewarded as she digs her tongue into your slit, triggering a wave of arousal throughout your body
- > You follow her example, partaking deeply of her unique flavor
- > The room fills with moans of delight and the scent of feminine arousal
- > Your magic tweaks her oddly placed teats
- > Fem arches beneath you, seizing your bottom in an iron grip
- > You smirk to yourself, lapping at the increased flow of her juices
- > She eventually retaliates by rubbing your clit, jolts of pleasure making it very hard to keep concentrating on your magic
- > You moan into her loins, bucking your hips against her ministrations
- > Thinking quickly, you cancel the teat tweaking and form a phallic construct
- > It's not that difficult, both due to long practice, but also because you saw the real thing earlier today
- > It's not the shape you are used to, but you think Fem will enjoy it
- > You watch in fascination as it prods, the parts her pussy
- > She makes a keening sound, desperately rocking her hips as you penetrate her
- > Her tongue becomes even more frantic, licking and flicking and tracing and digging
- > Your mind quickly empties of all but your pleasure, and plunging the construct deep inside Fem
- > You are so close!
- > You grind against her face, panting with exertion
- > In a perfect moment of clarity, you feel her hand slide across your flank, her slender fingers sliding closer and closer
- > One rests teasingly upon your puckered entrance
- > You hold your breath
- > She pushes, a spark of pleasure sends you over the edge as you climax in waves of joy and warmth
- > Your mind blanks as you collapse on top of Fem's body, bucking at twitching as you ride out the storm
- > "Please..."
- > You blink
- > Fem whines piteously
- > "Please, I'm so close!"
- > Ah, you let the spell drop!
- > Immediately, you recreate the construct and plow it into her
- > She moans and writhes beneath you
- > Coming down from your orgasm, you now have enough concentration to perform a greater spell
- > Your magic flows across her body, mashing and pinching the soft flesh of her teats, kneading her rump, flicking and licking at her clit
- > In mere moments, Fem cries out
- > Her body shudders in the grip of your magic
- > You don't let up until she lies limp beneath you, whimpering quietly
- > You dismiss your magic, and move your tired limbs until you are facing the upper half of her body
- > You nestle your head between her teats and settle down for a nap
- > Fem tiredly strokes your mane
- > "Thanks."
- > You sigh happily
- "You are quite welcome."
- > You had thought, from her initial reaction, that she was put off by Nemo
- > But now that she has confirmed her bond with you, you are glad to call her your herd sister
- > All that remains is to capture Nemo's heart, and finally you and your two colty friends can form a genuine herd
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