Cookies' felt like celebrating, like she had hit the jackpot for the second time in her life upon seeing the male entering her home, examining him closer, he defiantly wasn't a pony, but that's what added more to his already exotic nature; he looked cute when flustered although she noted his eyes wander about her figure before coming inside, she thought that making a herd around him would be a piece of cake, she could practically hear his blood rushing to his crotch, his desire to go on a rut and breed her was palpable.
However, that would be too easy.
"Don't be shy! Feel yourself at home..."
"Anon, my name is Anon, ma'am. Nice to meet you."
"Well then, aren't you polite." She chuckles. "Cookie Crumbles or Cookie is fine; Ma'am was my mother."
No, she would love to play a bit with him first.
Part of her wanted to tease him and make him snap hard enough that he won't be able to contain his lust to claim her any longer but opted not to go as physical about it. Yes, she wasn't a solid or skilled unicorn by any stretch of the imagination; her daughters were more versed in the art than she does but knows a few magic tricks under her sleeves.
"I see. Thank you for your hospitality." He paused as he wandered inside, no longer giving her attention to look around her home while she continued to think about how to 'approach' him better.
Yes, she knows some, let him build some familiarity, get him attached to them first, and then she'll get his pants.
"Hi!" Sweetie Belle chirped in, giving a friendly but sudden greeting that startled the male; his eyes went wide but just slightly; the filly giggled at his expression.
***
Holy shit! That's Sweetie Belle?!" You thought, you tried not to look surprised, but the sight before you didn't help you at all the "filly" before you were around half the size of her mother, and her figure was comparable to a very endowed woman.
"This is my youngest daughter, Sweetie Belle." Cookie states with a warm smile on her own, although it has a mischievous air to it. "She is still a filly but is growing quite fast, isn't that right, dear?"
"Mom!" She whined as she blushed but then looked at you, offering you an adorable if a bit shy smile. "Nice to meet you."
"Anon, yeah, Nice to meet you too."
"Well, isn't that cute? Trying to charm my little filly, uh?" You blushed out as you looked up to the grinning Amazonian, you were about to deny it, but she interrupted. "I just messing with you!" You looked at her in disbelief, but internally you were a bit relieved that it didn't spark a misunderstanding, although, The 'filly' didn't share the sentiment; Instead, she giggled again but a pink hue formed on the muzzle. Cookie saw all of this with a growing smirk that goes unnoticed by you.
She has a plan, a plan that involves.
However, that would be too easy.
"Don't be shy! Feel yourself at home..."
"Anon, my name is Anon, ma'am. Nice to meet you."
"Well then, aren't you polite." She chuckles. "Cookie Crumbles or Cookie is fine; Ma'am was my mother."
No, she would love to play a bit with him first.
Part of her wanted to tease him and make him snap hard enough that he won't be able to contain his lust to claim her any longer but opted not to go as physical about it. Yes, she wasn't a solid or skilled unicorn by any stretch of the imagination; her daughters were more versed in the art than she does but knows a few magic tricks under her sleeves.
"I see. Thank you for your hospitality." He paused as he wandered inside, no longer giving her attention to look around her home while she continued to think about how to 'approach' him better.
Yes, she knows some, let him build some familiarity, get him attached to them first, and then she'll get his pants.
"Hi!" Sweetie Belle chirped in, giving a friendly but sudden greeting that startled the male; his eyes went wide but just slightly; the filly giggled at his expression.
***
Holy shit! That's Sweetie Belle?!" You thought, you tried not to look surprised, but the sight before you didn't help you at all the "filly" before you were around half the size of her mother, and her figure was comparable to a very endowed woman.
"This is my youngest daughter, Sweetie Belle." Cookie states with a warm smile on her own, although it has a mischievous air to it. "She is still a filly but is growing quite fast, isn't that right, dear?"
"Mom!" She whined as she blushed but then looked at you, offering you an adorable if a bit shy smile. "Nice to meet you."
"Anon, yeah, Nice to meet you too."
"Well, isn't that cute? Trying to charm my little filly, uh?" You blushed out as you looked up to the grinning Amazonian, you were about to deny it, but she interrupted. "I just messing with you!" You looked at her in disbelief, but internally you were a bit relieved that it didn't spark a misunderstanding, although, The 'filly' didn't share the sentiment; Instead, she giggled again but a pink hue formed on the muzzle. Cookie saw all of this with a growing smirk that goes unnoticed by you.
She has a plan, a plan that involves.
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June 2, 2023
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