You opted to go for the mature female since she'd likely be the more level-headed and reasonable of the two.
It seems like a good idea since going for the teenager feels like it not appropriate neither safe. What if there are similar laws and accuses you of pedophilia? or if she mistakes you for a doll or an insect? you shudder at the thought, it was a very scary thing to think.
Ok, now you have a destination in mind, now the only problem is how to get there. Climbing the table will be an impossible task, and there seems to be no other way to get up there so that only leaves...
You stared up at the seated anthro pony to the space between the tabletop and her lap, and gulp heavily.
You're going to have to climb up her leg, aren't you?
Sigh. Alright, let's do this. There's no time like the present.
You cracked your knuckles together and resolutely approach the mare's feet, which is inside a pair of black pumps.
You cautiously approach the shoe, being wary of any sudden twitch or movement signaling that she might try to move until you stopped midway along the toe. At first, you thought the shoes to be made of some kind of smooth leather, which would be a pain to climb due to tot the slick surface working against you. Upon touching the material, however, you found that hand sank into it slightly, and you could easily grip and hold it within your tightly clenched fingers.
This was the start of your journey, to climb this titanic leg in a very risky trek to the top, looking up you see the kneecaps as well part of the torso and her very... generous chest.. you gulped, we're you ogling her? Yes, this woman was a complete milf and she was... very-
Wait, what were you thinking? Damn hormones, you gotta get help first! You're not going to take advantage of this giantess, the results of your discovery in a very suggestive place could be very well fatal!
You simply start to climb from the giant feet... to her towering leg.
So you climbed... and climbed... and climbed... up and over the top of the foot and up the ankle. It was an exhausting and grueling trek to be sure, and you had to keep reminding yourself that if you didn't climb up to her clothes in time she would get up and start moving again, which would make things much more hazardous for you. Thankfully the furry surface (which felt silky soft to the touch) provided many handholds and was so slide resistant you could stop to take tiny breaks now and again.
Finally, after some time you hauled yourself over the sheer cliffs of her kneecaps and onto the plateau of her skirt-covered lap.
Her legs were slightly akimbo which stretched the covering over her thighs, created a dark fabric cavern where her crotch awaited. There was no way around this path, you would have to go through if you wanted to reach the upper body.
You gulped seeing the 'cavern' were really you going to do this, going to the unmentionables and intimacy of a woman, a mother to then reach the upper body? You looked around and checked if there weren't other ways again and unfortunately, it seems or be that way.
Do you dare proceed?
It seems like a good idea since going for the teenager feels like it not appropriate neither safe. What if there are similar laws and accuses you of pedophilia? or if she mistakes you for a doll or an insect? you shudder at the thought, it was a very scary thing to think.
Ok, now you have a destination in mind, now the only problem is how to get there. Climbing the table will be an impossible task, and there seems to be no other way to get up there so that only leaves...
You stared up at the seated anthro pony to the space between the tabletop and her lap, and gulp heavily.
You're going to have to climb up her leg, aren't you?
Sigh. Alright, let's do this. There's no time like the present.
You cracked your knuckles together and resolutely approach the mare's feet, which is inside a pair of black pumps.
You cautiously approach the shoe, being wary of any sudden twitch or movement signaling that she might try to move until you stopped midway along the toe. At first, you thought the shoes to be made of some kind of smooth leather, which would be a pain to climb due to tot the slick surface working against you. Upon touching the material, however, you found that hand sank into it slightly, and you could easily grip and hold it within your tightly clenched fingers.
This was the start of your journey, to climb this titanic leg in a very risky trek to the top, looking up you see the kneecaps as well part of the torso and her very... generous chest.. you gulped, we're you ogling her? Yes, this woman was a complete milf and she was... very-
Wait, what were you thinking? Damn hormones, you gotta get help first! You're not going to take advantage of this giantess, the results of your discovery in a very suggestive place could be very well fatal!
You simply start to climb from the giant feet... to her towering leg.
So you climbed... and climbed... and climbed... up and over the top of the foot and up the ankle. It was an exhausting and grueling trek to be sure, and you had to keep reminding yourself that if you didn't climb up to her clothes in time she would get up and start moving again, which would make things much more hazardous for you. Thankfully the furry surface (which felt silky soft to the touch) provided many handholds and was so slide resistant you could stop to take tiny breaks now and again.
Finally, after some time you hauled yourself over the sheer cliffs of her kneecaps and onto the plateau of her skirt-covered lap.
Her legs were slightly akimbo which stretched the covering over her thighs, created a dark fabric cavern where her crotch awaited. There was no way around this path, you would have to go through if you wanted to reach the upper body.
You gulped seeing the 'cavern' were really you going to do this, going to the unmentionables and intimacy of a woman, a mother to then reach the upper body? You looked around and checked if there weren't other ways again and unfortunately, it seems or be that way.
Do you dare proceed?
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June 2, 2023
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