foop

>Day fooping in equestria

 

>Be helping violet clever with her experiments and bullshit

>No idea what the fuck she's talking about

>Slowly, an insidious idea creeps into your mind

>As lavender insightful continues to prattle on, you sneak up behind her

>FOOP

>And now, your index finger is buried, knuckle deep in her anus

>The clatter of an ink pen is the only noise, as her incessant gibbering halts

>An awkward few seconds pass in agonizing silence before you pull slowly out, leaving her in her petrified state, you leave the library

>Why didn't you think of that before?

 

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>Taking in a breath of your newfound freedom, you decide to take a stroll down the market

>One stall in particular catches your eye, staffed by one of twilight's friends

>Sneak up behind her while she's busy with a customer

>FOOP

>She turns her head slowly, looks to your hand, to your face, back to your hand, back to your face

>...

>"Anon"

"Applejack"

>...

>"Anon"

 

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>Well that was disappointing

>You continue your stroll, out of the market

>You have barely any time to contemplate your odd behavior before a blue streak blindsides you into the mud

>Looking up, you see your rainbro perched triumphantly atop your chest

>"Ha, gotcha"

>Not even thinking, you reach your hand underneath

>FOOP

>Her wings shoot up, and her face turns beet red

>This being an AIE story, neither of these two things mean a damn bit to you

>She stammers out some excuse, and darts off, giggling like a schoolfilly

 

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>Welp, that's your one suit ruined. Time to go get another one.

>And maybe increase your head..er...ass-count while you're at it

>The bell rings as you enter the boutique

>Rarity barely looks up from her work

>"Dash?"

"Dash"

>"Of course. Let me get the measurements"

>She floats over a variety of tapes and pins as she saunters over to you

>As she turns around momentarily, you see your chance and strike

>FOOP

>Wow, you're not quite sure you've ever seen a unicorn move that fast

>And in a purely vertical direction, no less

>Craning your next upward, you see that she has latched onto a chandelier above your

>"Anonymous, you get me down from here right this instance"

>And with that, you take your leave

 

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>Your wandering has brought you to fluttershy's cottage

>Why did you come here

>Fucked if you know!

>A gentle singing in the distance reminds you of your task

>Your quarry suspects nothing as you ready your finger

>FOOP

>While you have garnered many unique responses, what happens next surprises your

>A torrent of vaguely squash colored liquid sprays from the cream colored mare's cunt at your face like a broken fire hydrant

>Your mouth was open and everything

>Wrenching your hand free, you scream curses to as many gods as you could name, you sprint back towards ponyville proper, trying your best to ignore the moaning

 

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>Walking through, trying to forget what just happened, a pink blur flies past, your brain registers your final target

>With a flick of the wrist

>FOOP

>"Ooooh, Anon, what's this new game?"

>Wait, where are your pants?

>"My Turn!"

>Oh fuck

 

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>That wasn't fooping

>Your anus will never recover