Title:           Littlepip TF part 2
Author:          AutisticNuclearHorse
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First Edit:      Monday 20th of February 2017 01:20:30 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 20th of February 2017 01:20:30 PM CDT

>Ow, that actually hurt
>As you're recovering from the pain, Matt retorts
>"Do you have any better ideas?"
>Mentally preparing yourself so you don't squeak you start
>"W-well, shouldn't the national guard have some relief camps nearby?"
>He looks down toward the ground, solemnly
>"Well, they did"
>"What do you mean they did?"
>"Most deserted, ran home, and the few left couldn't deal with the gangs that attacked >Gangs?
>Other than a few annoying Mexicans that tried to act tough you didn't really know of any gangs in the area
>Seeing your confusion, he explains
>"After the dust had settled, the smaller gangs banded together, mostly to gain ground"
>"But then they started to run out of food"
>"H-how long has it been?"
>"About a week"
>A week
>This magic horse's body somehow managed to live that long without food
>Now that you're thinking about it, your stomach grumbles
>"Here, let's get to the Humvee, I've got some food in there" he says, as he turns around and walks to the front door
>You try to follow him, and surprisingly manage to walk pretty well all things considered
>Now that you're both standing next to each other, you can see just how tall you are
>You'd wager you're a bit around 2 feet tall standing on all your hooves, reaching just a bit over his knees
>Your hooves
>It feels weird, but natural thinking that
>As you look at him, your gaze turns to his thighs
>His strong, muscular thighs
>Quickly looking to the ground to avoid a repeat of earlier, you see you've made it to the car
>Well, car was an understatement
>It looked like a Humvee you'd see on videos of Iraq
>Fully armored, and armed
>He probably stole it and drove off when the gangs took over the camp
>You don't blame him
>Mexicans get kinda scary when they group up
>He opens the front side door for you, and you somehow easily jump in and lay down on your stomach
>He gets a packet out of a backpack and hands it to you as he gets into the drivers seat