Follow the Pink giant pony, who was looking qui...
You follow in the footsteps of the giant pink pony while walking at a safe distance. and also keeping a wary eye on where each one of her tremendous hooves fall. The mare was not a slow walker, that much was to be sure. She has a sort of bright springy gait when she moved, almost as if she were ready to leap from the ground at any moment. Likewise her hot pink, curly poof of a tail bounces in time to the rest of her body waggling side to side as if it has a mind of its own. Even from your worms eye view on the ground it's impossible to miss her exposed vulva peek out from underneath her tail and then vanish again.

You blush and avert your eyes each time this happens so as to avoid staring at it for too long. Even though you're clearly in a world not of your own with seemingly a different culture, you don't want to be seen as some kind of pervert. You had, unwillingly or not, intruded into her home, and on the off chance that she actually discovers you here it would be nice if she doesn't see as some sort of bug or pest.

The mare seems to be searching for something, as she keeps walking around in wide circles, occasionally lifting her forehooves from the ground as she propped herself on something high up. You can hear the distinct sound of wood sliding over wood or creaking doors and occasionally metal clattering, before hearing wood slides again and the mare drop back to the ground with a dissatisfied grunt.

You quietly keep out of the way for now and continue to observe, already forming clues in your head as to where you might be.
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June 2, 2023
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