"I'll take the train for the Right Ovary, please," you politely told the Ticketmaster, and she types a few command into he computer and prints out a narrow strip of something that looks like paper but you suspect is completely organic like everything else. You graciously accept the ticket and slip into one of your coat pockets. "Thank you miss
You were only able to get three steps before you hear the Ticket mare call out to you.
"Oh, by the way. young man in case you're interested, in a few weeks Fluttershy should be entering into her estrus cycle, which means things should be start kicking into high gear in a few days as each separate ovary chooses who they want to compete to be fertilized. Only a few ever make it but it's still quite a fun spectacle to watch if you;re interested in that kind of thing. I've also heard that egg cells are quite amenable to visitors so you shouldn't have a problem finding a place to stay during your visit."
You thank the kind mare for her advice, and proceed towards the waiting train.
Upon stepping through the double doors they close behind you and the vehicle starts to move slowly, allowing you enough time to find your seat before the engine begins picking up speed.
The "train car" is pretty empty giving you some free time to think about what lies ahead.
An entire race of shy, submissive gentle giants who's sole purpose is to facilitate the act of procreation. and they were all untouched by the seed of any stallion, keeping their purity completely intact. It was almost romantic, in a way, or at least you thought so.
You hope that these egg cells aren't too shy to meet with you when you get there.
The windows suddenly grow dark as the train pulls into the fallopian tube, and you could clearly see a wide field of wiggly tentacles covering the walls and floor, most likely a representation of the cilia that's meant to transport the egg tp the uterus.
The darkness of the tunnel soon passes, however, and then...
You were only able to get three steps before you hear the Ticket mare call out to you.
"Oh, by the way. young man in case you're interested, in a few weeks Fluttershy should be entering into her estrus cycle, which means things should be start kicking into high gear in a few days as each separate ovary chooses who they want to compete to be fertilized. Only a few ever make it but it's still quite a fun spectacle to watch if you;re interested in that kind of thing. I've also heard that egg cells are quite amenable to visitors so you shouldn't have a problem finding a place to stay during your visit."
You thank the kind mare for her advice, and proceed towards the waiting train.
Upon stepping through the double doors they close behind you and the vehicle starts to move slowly, allowing you enough time to find your seat before the engine begins picking up speed.
The "train car" is pretty empty giving you some free time to think about what lies ahead.
An entire race of shy, submissive gentle giants who's sole purpose is to facilitate the act of procreation. and they were all untouched by the seed of any stallion, keeping their purity completely intact. It was almost romantic, in a way, or at least you thought so.
You hope that these egg cells aren't too shy to meet with you when you get there.
The windows suddenly grow dark as the train pulls into the fallopian tube, and you could clearly see a wide field of wiggly tentacles covering the walls and floor, most likely a representation of the cilia that's meant to transport the egg tp the uterus.
The darkness of the tunnel soon passes, however, and then...
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June 2, 2023
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