Tamara’s Driving
By TheSteamElement

PART 1:

Being stuck in a traffic jam on one of the largest roads in the city can hardly be called a pleasant experience, especially when the thermometers are showing nearly 30 degrees Celsius and the hot sunrays won’t consider stopping shining even for a second. This was an opinion shared by every driver on the main street during this hot July day, and each of them was trying to come up with their own solutions. The lucky folks who had AC systems in their cars would just set the temperature to a more comfortable one, some drank a lot of water trying to compensate for all the sweat, others would open windows and even doors to at least try to have some fresh air.

A blue horse named Tamara came up with an even better and more radical solution: driving her car in the nude. It didn't solve the heat problem entirely, but at least she didn't have to cover herself in wet, gross fabric after the innards of her small car would become too hot (which would happen inevitably, as this century-old vehicle she inherited from her grandpa didn’t have anything even remotely close to AC). Besides, after discovering the joy of being nude in public, Tamara couldn’t resist the urge to undress and tease the surrounding folks when she got a chance. So today, just like several days before, the horse girl was sitting on the driver’s seat dressed only in a pair of flip-flops, allowing all nearby motorists and pedestrians to freely look at her body. Tamara’s audience was pretty tame this time, not reacting much and generally preferring to ignore the naked beauty in front of them. Still, the horse noticed several drivers openly gawking at her, while some pedestrians started walking a lot slower and turned their heads when nearing the red car.

This was very pleasant for the horse. Each time someone was staring at her body, she’d feel a soft tingle in her breasts and between her legs, which she couldn’t get from anything else. After all, Tamara had plenty to show: her athletic body with rectangle proportions made some think she was either a model or a professional sportswoman. Her D-cup breasts were a delightful sight to many, her flat stomach and tight butt showed the girl’s love for sports, and the long legs completed her amazing figure. Tamara might’ve seemed too masculine for some due to her athletic features and broad shoulders, but many men (and some women) still found her looks very attractive, which the horse was fully aware of.

Another perk of being naked in public was the possibility to have some fun even in the most mundane situations. That’s what Tamara realized after waving for a couple of pedestrians who smiled at her and decided to take some pictures. The horse even posed them for a bit, but it wasn’t easy to do in a cramped car and resulted in her hitting the ceiling with her head. The pain was sharp, but the joy of her audience was worth it. One of the drivers on the other side of the road was also very eager to see more of Tamara, to which she responded by jokingly putting her long, black mane over her breasts with a modest look in her eyes as if her nudity wasn’t her own decision. Tamara could tell that he even believed her and became a bit uncomfortable, but then the horse just put her hair behind her back to let him see her chest and both laughed: the little prank was successful. Teasing people with nudity was fun enough to pass time in this traffic jam, but then Tamara heard her ringtone and had to pick up the phone.

“Hello,” she heard her friend Barbara’s voice, “did you get the package?”

“Hell yeah I did,” the brunette replied, “I still got no clue how they could deliver your stuff to the wrong address on the other side of the city. But no worries, I’ve got ya, driving to your place right now. This might take some time though, I’m in a traffic jam at the moment, then I’ll go get some gasoline and straight to ya.”

“Oh, alright. Thanks a lot for doing this for me!” Her friend said in a kind tone, “I wouldn’t ask you if I wasn’t so busy with work today. The gas money...”

“Oh, shut up,” Tamara said jokingly, “the gas is on me, don’t worry about it.”

“Thanks... Also, is the package intact? They didn’t rip it or anything?”

“It looks fine to me. Let me send you a picture,” Tamara giggled to herself as she imagined her friend’s reaction.

With a confident grin on her face, the horse sat a small but pretty heavy box on her lap and took a photo downward, so not only the package but also her bare boobs, legs, and pussy were visible. After she hit a “send” button, her friend wasn’t responding for some time, but then called her again with a rather agitated tone.

“How’s the package?” Tamara asked in a calm tone.

“It’s fine, thanks. Also, are you naked right now?” The cat lady seemed to expect this, seems like she was getting used to the horse’s new behavior.

“Kinda. I’ve got flip-flops on though.”

“But why?” Her friend asked in sheer confusion.

“Well, because the asphalt’s pretty hot at this time of the day, and I need to keep my feet...”

“Tamara, this is not the part I was confused about!”

“Alright-alright,” the horse giggled at her own joke, “I mean, it’s very hot outside, and driving in my car in this weather... It’s harsh. I’d say my nudity is self-explanatory.”

“You know, it’s pretty reckless. Don’t you think that you can distract drivers and cause accidents?”

“If someone can’t look at the road instead of staring at my boobs then it’s... Well, kinda flattering, but it means that they aren't concentrated enough to drive a car anyway. So, not my fault.”

“Easy thinking,” her cat friend humphed.

“And productive,” Tamara swayed her hair back once more so it wouldn’t obscure the view on her breasts, “speaking of which, I still think you should drop your office clothing as well. Like, you aren’t a welder to need protection. Maybe if you didn’t wear so much fabric on, you wouldn’t end up having that heatstroke a week ago.”

“I’ll keep my fabric on, thank you very much. But it’s not so bad as you think. Our boss allowed us to come in wearing shorts and T-shirts, I think it’s a nice progress.”

“You do you, babe,” the horse sent her buddy a kiss and ended the conversation.

The traffic was moving ever so slowly and, at some point, stopped completely. There was no telling what was the cause of this, but everyone was stuck.

“Welp, we’re gonna be here for a long time it seems,” the horse yawned as her brain was brewing a plan to pass the time most effectively.

While many other drivers stayed in their seats, swearing or honking at the edge of their nerves, Tamara decided to take it calmly: armed with sunglasses, her headphones, and a phone with a decent playlist, she skillfully climbed out of her car through the opened window and ascended to the rooftop. As Tamara was bending and squatting to reach the roof of her car, she provided everyone around her, a very interesting show, a couple of people even reacted with laughs and cheers, seeing this scene as an illustration of how bad the summer heat could get.

This wasn’t the first time the horse sunbathed at the rooftop of her car, but before she never was bold enough to do it stark naked. Usually, she’d do that in a skimpy bikini or, if she felt particularly brave, topless while keeping something like shorts on. Come to think of it, the joy Tamara felt thanks to her newly discovered love for public nudity could be something that was in her for a long time, it’s just she never thought about fully committing to it in the past. With sunglasses on her eyes and nice music in her ears, the horse lied down and let the sunrays shine all over her athletic body. The feeling of relaxation mixed with the tingle she was getting due to being stared at, and it all simply felt great. Tamara heard a couple of wolf-whistles, laughs, and honking while she was at it, but she decided to take that sweet time to rest before moving forward. As some time passed, one of the drivers started trying to get her attention very persistently, eventually, Tamara had to look up. Sitting up from her place, she saw an agitated walrus man right behind her car, who kept honking even after she looked at him.

“What, you want this gal to give you some attention?” She asked, raising her sunglasses.

The man didn’t seem very pleased.

“I want this gal to get her naked ass back to the car and drive forward so I can get finally get moving!”

Tamara looked in front of her and realized that the jam had already passed while she was sunbathing, and there were no cars blocking the way now.

“Oops! Sorry man, my bad,” The brunette smiled awkwardly and jumped back inside her vehicle.

Tamara didn’t waste any time and went full-speed ahead. She didn’t close any of the windows and fully enjoyed the fresh wind caressing her nude body while she was driving forward. This was a very fun ride so far, the brunette could feel the arousal in her body, anyone else could also see it with a naked eye just by looking at her hard nipples. As Tamara’s already teased herself with a lot of exposure, she didn’t want this to end and purposefully chose streets with more crosswalks and pedestrians. Stopping at traffic lights seemed especially fun, as many passersby actually noticed her nudity and could even see her up close. The same went for drivers, who occasionally gawked and used their horns to complement Tamara’s bravery. One of them even started blasting “Oh, Pretty Woman” on his stereo, causing the horse to sincerely smile. She even felt a little sad that she won’t see any of these people ever again, but such were the rules of the little game she was playing. Besides, the thought that they’ll see Tamara for only half a minute, but will remember her nude figure for weeks or even months, was also a strong turn-on. And, just like her nudist friend Alisa said, listening to all the reactions was quite fun on its own.

“Wow, now that’s a practical summer outfit!” Some kangaroo dude yelled at the top of his lungs while crossing the street.

“I know, right?!” Tamara replied, causing even more people to turn their heads towards her.

Having all this attention was nice, but the horse’s body couldn’t run on just the arousal energy. That’s what she realized when she saw a bright logo of the nearby fast-food restaurant and heard her stomach growl. The place had some stupid name like “Bob’s Buns” or something like that, which made Tamara feel embarrassed just from reading it. But, on the plus side, it had a drive-through which the horse could’ve used to get some food and shock an unsuspecting cashier. This would be a win-win situation for the brunette, so she drove towards the restaurant and began inspecting the scarce menu. After picking which sauce she’d like more with her fries and what type of coffee she wanted, Tamara spoke loud and clear into the receiver and drove towards the window to take her food. She saw a skimpy bird gal there, too busy packing the order to even look at the unordinary customer. When she finally turned around, she nearly dropped the package and closed her eyes with her hand, mumbling something incoherent. She surely wasn’t used to Tamara’s type of drivers.

“Girl, did you see something scary? Come on, it’s all good,” the horse laughed and stuck out of her car window, allowing the shy worker to see both her top and her bottom.

“No-no, it’s fine, it’s just... Uh... T-thanks for the o-order, m-miss!” The bird smiled awkwardly, “I just wanted to know whether you’re aware that you’re... Well, you have to be aware of that, but I meanmaybeyou’renotand...”

“Oh, this? I’m just rocking the latest fashion trend of this summer: flip-flops!” She moved back and put her leg through the window, “see?”

“I-i heard about this, but I thought i-it included s-something else too, not just... Just flip-flops,” the bird looked at the horse with her eyes half-closed and her cheeks blushing.

“A common misunderstanding!”

The sound of the car horn interrupted this intellectual conversation.

“Hey, what’s taking so long? I’ve got places to be!” An angry male voice came from behind.

“Take it easy, lad!” Tamara stuck out of the car window again and swung down with a grin, her mane touching the warm asphalt, “it’s easy to overheat in such weather, so try to stay cool!”

“What the...” The anger on the young man’s face changed to confusion.

Not wanting to waste any more time, Tamara got her order, thanked the cashier, and drove forward. The horse will surely have to let off some steam this evening, especially after all this naughtiness she performed today. The food was better than she was expected, or maybe it was just that she hadn’t eaten anything since early morning. The iced coffee made the horse feel vigorous and the road ahead was smooth, it seemed like she’ll be at the local gas station in a couple of minutes. However, it was before Tamara heard loud and very familiar sirens closing in from behind.

“That’s the sound of law enforcement!” A line from a cartoon show the horse recently watched popped into her mind. She was only hoping that the police car was just passing by and had nothing to do with the girl driving naked and drinking coffee while doing so.

However, after looking at her rearview mirror, Tamara realized that the police car was, in fact, chasing after her. She humphed with annoyance but didn’t have any other choice than to pull over. Technically, there was nothing for her to be afraid of, as public nudity was semi-legal in this city. It could still count as a tiny misdemeanor, but usually, cops would just roll their eyes and let practicing nudists go on with their lives to avoid discrimination. Still, Tamara wondered about what could happen to her should she get caught like this, maybe the cops would tell her to get out of her car, then handcuff her and force her to go to the police department with them, so all of their coworkers would see her naked body. As these thoughts rushed into Tamara’s head, she started slowly moving her hand to her pussy... But then caught it with her other hand a moment later.

“Nah-nah-nah, you need to keep your thoughts clear, lass,” she scolded herself, “you still have the package to deliver, after all!”

Having cleared her head, Tamara prepared her driver's license and did her best to remember all the official words she could use to sound smart, while the door of the police car slowly opened. There was no telling what will happen in the next minute; Tamara could be completely fine or, if the policeman who stopped her was a strong opposer of public nudity, she could get in big trouble. The horse couldn’t help but grin a little: this was as exciting as it was scary.

PART 2:

As the door of the nearby police car opened, Tamara’s heartbeat grew faster and faster. Again the mare’s riskiness and inability to back down caused her to end up in a very intense situation that could mean danger. Yet, oddly enough, the horse wasn’t mad at herself or her decisions; after all, she lived this life for interesting experiences which she'd remember in her late years, and this day was surely one of those. The naked mare adjusted herself in the seat and tried her best to look normal while the tingle between her legs and in her nipples got even stronger. After a loud exhale, she looked out of her car’s window and gasped: the cop’s look really caught her off guard.

The policewoman she was encountering was a brown shepherd girl with wit in her eyes and a confident, restrained smile on her face. The odd thing was her uniform, as the only things she wore were her hat, shoes, and a bikini which color palette was themed after the actual cop uniform. The dog’s fit figure was complementing the view, and the bouncing of her boobs covered by a tight bra caused Tamara to freeze in awe for a second. The shepherd calmly walked to the car and introduced herself as lieutenant Pavla, then asked for the horse’s driver's license. The latter silently hand it over and, while the shepherd was busy looking at it, spontaneously said:

“You look awesome!”

“I thank you for your compliment,” the dog said calmly with a barely hidden smile, “you aren’t that bad yourself, if I’m being honest. Not something I’d see every day on this job, but I appreciate the novelty.”

“Mhm. Just tell me: is this the new female cop uniform? If so, it’s great. I knew our police force needed some renovations!” Tamara added.

“Kind of. After a couple of accidents involving heat strokes, our department decided that they need to change our uniform a bit, so we’d endure the heat better. What I’m wearing is a testing prototype of sorts, just to see how we’ll perform with this and whether it’s effective.”

“Oh, makes sense. Trust me, I get the whole heat thing. Your department really made the right decision. The outfits still need a couple of tweaks, though. I’d remove everything besides from shoes and cap, that’d be much nicer.”

The shepherd blushed a little, but then gave a barely noticeable nod.

“We’re preparing the public for the changes in police’s uniforms step by step. A number of female officers are already wearing the same uniform as I do. Maybe what you’re suggesting isn’t so far off.”

“Only female officers?”

“Yep. The general public seems to perceive it more positively that way,” the shepherd said with a hint of irony in her voice.

“Oh, who cares about men anyway,” Tamara said jokingly while glaring at Pavla’s breasts, then snapped out of it and asked:

“So... Officer, why pulling me over? Is it because I’m butt-naked in public, open for everyone to see?” She was obviously enjoying saying this phrase, “I’m a nudist, mind you, so reprimanding me for this reason would totally be a clear descremi... Discremna...”

“Discrimination?” The cop raised her eyebrow, “I’m fully aware of that. Don’t worry, I don’t have anything against nudists. One I’ve met recently was more than nice to me,” the cop in a bikini said slowly as if recalling a fond memory, “the reason I’ve pulled you over is that you don’t have your seatbelt on, ma’am! Besides, you were drinking coffee while driving. These two are quite dangerous when combined.”

“Oh, I’m very sorry, I got a bit carried away here,” the horse put her seatbelt on right away, “could you maybe let me go with just a warning? Please, officer, it’s such a good day and I’ve a friend whom I need to deliver a package today.”

The shepherd looked at the nude driver and stood silent, lost in deep thought. Suddenly, a car horn was heard as one of the drivers saw the policewoman while passing by.

“Nice ass!” A male voice shouted, but Pavla didn’t pay any slightest bit of attention to it.

“Alright, I guess you can go, but before we do that... I’m obligated to do one more thing,” the dog said, “I need some sort of confirmation that you’re actually a nudist.”

“What’s that for?” Tamara raised her eyebrow.

“You see, Patrian’s a very large city with very old laws, and public nudity was prohibited here for decades until very recently. Now we got some law changes that allow people being naked in public, but only if they’re nude to follow their nudist ideology and not to arouse others. So, exhibitionism and other forms of nudity such as public flashing may still be considered a misdemeanor.”

“Oh and... How do I prove that I’m a nudist?” The horse asked in sheer confusion, feeling the tension rising with each second.

“I take it you don’t have any nudist club membership cards or any documents that’d have your photo in the nude?”

The mare just shook her head.

“Well then, we can do this in an easier way. If you’ll show me that you don’t have clothes in your car, we’ll consider you a proud nudist and let you go with no issues, how’s that sound?”

“Cool!” Tamara exited her car and allowed Pavla take a look inside.

They stood near the vehicle for a couple of minutes with their exposed fur caressed by soft, summer breeze. The cop didn’t find any trace of fabric in the car and eventually gave up. Tamara was quite proud for not bringing any textile lifeline today.

“We good?” The horse asked in anticipation.

“Pretty much. I’ll admit, you’re very bold for not even bringing any clothes with you. For that alone, I’m gonna ignore the fact that you’re clearly aroused right now.”

With these words, Pavla touched the mare’s pussy with her traffic rod causing Tamara to flinch, then gave out a short laugh.

“One more detail though,” the dog added, “I’m confiscating your flip-flops.”

“Wha-a-a-t?” Tamara asked in disbelief.

“In some guidelines the shoewear might still be considered clothing. Therefore, you are not completely naked while wearing it and what you’re doing might be considered public flashing. While it’s still a gray area since the laws are so new, it’s better to play it safe. That's what we call bureaucracy and yes, I'm not a fan of it either.”

“Welp, anything’s worth doing is worth doing naked, I guess...” The horse shrugged and took her flip-flops off.

Feeling the warm asphalt with her bare feet, Tamara handed the shoes to the policewoman and jokingly saluted her. Pavla took them with another nod and went back to her car. Yet, as she was leaving Tamara’s sight, the horse couldn’t resist and slapped the shepherd’s nice, tight butt at full force.

“Good luck!” The horse said with enthusiasm.

“Sure, good luck to you too, and drive safely,” Pavla turned around and looked the horse right in the eyes with her piercing gaze, “I’m watching you.”

“You can watch all you want,” the mare smirked and got back into her car.

It wasn't long until the naked horse reached the local gas station. Steering her car towards the pump, Tamara frowned upon seeing gas prices as usual and left her car, attracting several gazes of the surrounding men.

"Oh fuck!" The mare gasped as she put her leg down. She now felt all the asphalt's heat with her bare, unprotected feet.

With her car keys and money in hand, Tamara approached the pump with short leaps while swearing some more due to how hot the road was. Finally, the naked girl could firmly grab a pistol and fill her fuel tank. The sunlight didn't reach the asphalt under the pump, but it was still fairly heated, so Tamara's solution was just jumping in place while her car was refueling. It was an unusual sight for sure, one of the patrons even overfilled his tank due to being too distracted by the bouncing of Tamara's boobs.

"How uncivilized, it's a luck that not many people can see you right now, young lady," some grandma waved her walking stick at the horse.

"If I want to walk around butt-naked, I will walk around butt-naked. And if someone's against this, they can kindly buzz off," Tamara replied with confidence.

"No-no, I'm not talking about that. Walk in the buff all you like, it's perfectly natural for young people such as yourself to do crazy things. What I mean is your obscene language, now that's what you should be ashamed of!"

"Eh, wha'ever," Tamara shrugged and kept minding her business. She didn't feel like taking any advice about her behavior today.

Soon, the fuel was in place and the car was ready to go, automatic payment system consumed the mare's money like a vacuum cleaner. Still, the horse felt like today was the day to go even further with her adventure. With these thoughts, she decided to visit the nearby shop and get herself something to drink; after all, Tamara didn't have anything to be ashamed of at that point in her journey. There were a couple of people waiting near the register, much to Tamara's pleasure. The horse patiently waited for them to leave and browsed the surrounding shelves, catching the shocked gaze of the cashier. Soon, the couple turned around and went to their car, the bird-woman froze for a moment when she saw Tamara.

"See? That's how chicks walk around nowadays!" Her crow boyfriend said in a serious tone, "and you really thought that tank top was too immodest?"

"Holy hell..." The bird girl mumbled as her gaze landed on Tamara's boobs. The horse kinda wanted to continue this conversation and get to know these two better, but they were obviously in a hurry and left the store in a second.

The blue horse took their place near the register with a bottle of coke in her hand. The employee on the other side was a nice, young raccoon who didn't even question Tamara's nudity. Or at least he wanted it to seem that way, as she could still catch his poorly hidden glances at her privates.

"Don't be shy. Stare all you want, I don't mind," the mare demonstratively put her hair back so her breasts would be completely visible to the stranger.

The raccoon laughed this phrase off and calmly did his job. Only when Tamara was about to leave, he suddenly said:

"Can I... Touch them?"

"You what?" The horse raised her brow, "touch my boobs?"

"Y-yeah. Would you allow that?"

"Well damn. I took you for a silent, awkward type at first, didn't think you'd actually ask that," the horse smirked, "alright, two points for bravery! Get to it!"

The man slowly reached the horse's body, held back by his visible awkwardness. Tamara could feel the satisfying grip of his hands as they slowly embraced her round breasts with trembling anticipation. The touch was firm yet gentle, and a little cold due to that bottle of coke the guy held a second earlier. The mare, still turned on due to everything that happened earlier, couldn't help but let out a moan of pure pleasure.

"Yes... Good," she whispered under her breath, then the grip suddenly stopped as the guy slowly stepped aside.

"Thanks. And for the coke too!" Tamara waved her hand at the shy cashier and walked away while he was still hypnotized by the girl's athletic body.

"Also, thanks for being so polite," the mare turned around near the exit, "you know, given how fucking horny I am now, you could've probably did everything you ever wanted to me and I'd be totally up for it. Well then, bye!"

That last joke might have been a bit cruel, the horse thought. Imposing such sexual fantasies on some young dude was probably a bit too much. But then again, they shared a nice moment where both of them had some fun; nothing to be ashamed of, nothing to be sorry for. With these overall pleasant thoughts, Tamara returned to her car and turned on the engine, ready to ride into the burning sunset. It was an amazing day, the only thing missing was a satisfying climax. Wishing to end this adventure properly, Tamara drove to the side and left her car again, this time to lie down on the small grassy field near the road.

Facing the stream of swiftly moving cars, the horse spread her legs and slowly reached for her wet pussy, her mind being filled to the brim with sexual excitement. Her body reacted with an even stronger tingle than before, one that made it impossible for Tamara to hold it all in even for a second longer. She grabbed her boob with another arm and began touching herself with all the arousal that she kept bottled up until now. She started with slow movements but kept increasing the phase, the small grassy field gradually became filled with sexual moans.

Various images of Tamara's adventures flooded the memory, giving her a feeling of pride for all her naughty actions. Drivers occasionally noticed the masturbating girl and even honked when driving near her, making this process even more pleasant for the exhibitionist. There was even a couple of pedestrians crossing the street nearby, but the mare was too busy to see what their reactions were. In this vibrant storm of fantasies and memories, Tamara quickly neared the long-awaited conclusion. The orgasm felt like an electric shock covering all of her body in one second, after which the horse let out a fulfilled, satisfied breath and calmly lied down on the grass.

"Holy fuck, I gotta do this kind of stuff more often," she mumbled to herself, enjoying her newfound tranquility, "but not like... Too often, so it'd lose its flavor. Just the right amount of often so I could still blow my mind with this."

As Tamara rested for a couple of minutes, a sudden thought crossed her mind.

"Oh right, I still got a package to deliver," she laughed at her own incompetence and hurried to her car.

Barbara's home was just on the other street and Tamara perfectly knew the address, so it didn't take her long to find it. She quickly got to the sixth floor using the stairs, because according to Tamara, elevators were for weaklings. The pink cat's doorbell echoed through the corridor, the horse waited patiently, holding the large box near her stomach to not let it cover any of her privates. The cat’s door opened just as some middle-aged woman was walking down the stairs with her feral dog on the leash.

“Oh... Hello, Barbara,” the passerby said awkwardly and landed her gaze on the mare, “and you are...”

“Tamara, a proud naked courier. Use our nude services today and we’ll deliver whatever you need on our own two bare feet!”

“Oh God, come here already,” Barbara pulled her nude friend inside of the apartment, smiled at the deer with visible embarrassment, and quickly closed the door shut. She didn't see what her neighbor’s reaction was and she didn't wanna know.

“You just had to turn this into some deeply awkward, didn’t you?” Barbara scolded her friend, but with a kind voice.

“Do you know how many people would pay a fiver to have a nice-looking naked chick, I mean horse, on their beck and call? Ain’t nothing awkward about that.”

Barbara responded with a simple exhale and began unpacking her special delivery.

“I’ll use your shower, alright?” The horse asked.

“Sure, make yourself at home.”

“Wanna go with me?”

“Don’t make it gross, Tamara.”

The mare just chuckled and left the room. The streams of cold water felt amazing on her short fur and served as a great way to cool off after such a hot adventure. Having leisurely wiped herself with Barbara’s soft bath towel, the horse stepped back into the living room, where her cat friend was posing in front of a large, full-body mirror. The box was opened, and instead of regular clothing, Barbara was now wearing a brand new evening dress.

“Oh hell no, don’t tell me I did all this just to get you even more clothes!” The naked mare facepalmed with theatrical grace and landed on the couch.

“Don’t be jealous,” the cat smiled, “if you want, I can get you one too!”

“You must be joking! I’ll have even less use for it than for clothing I already own!”

Barbara laughed and kept spinning in front of the mirror.

“Well, gotta give it to ya, it looks pretty when you’re wearing it,” the mare smiled softly as her friend approached her.

“Thanks once again for helping me out. Wanna watch something together?” Barbara sat beside her with a happy look on her cute face.

“Sure! You might wanna keep this dress for a better occasion than watching TV though. Strip down to your fur and let’s have a nude movie night!”

Barbara blushed and gave out a burst of nervous laughter, but, much more importantly, she didn’t say no. On the contrary, the cat approached her shelf and slowly began pulling her dress down. Barbara did it with such enthusiasm, it seemed as if she was desperately waiting for her horse buddy to suggest this idea because the cat herself couldn’t muster up enough courage. Tamara grinned as her friend began taking off her underwear: today was truly an amazing day.