- >Dear Diary,
- >Only a month since I started soccer, and I already made the team!
- >My first match is tomorrow, against the rival school across town.
- >They call themselves the Diamond Dogs.
- >Stupid name, if you ask me.
- >I'll be playing on the wing, just like we practiced.
- >The school gave me a uniform, so I actually have something to play in now too.
- >Rainbow Dash even gave me a pair of her old boots!
- >Apparently she's been playing since she was younger than me.
- >I hope I'm good enough to be useful tomorrow.
- >I've been getting so much better at soccer.
- >Running too.
- >I'm pretty much the fastest player on the team now.
- >Except for Dashie, obviously.
- >I've been getting better at other things too.
- >Like not staring at Rainbow dash in the locker room.
- >I still can't help myself sometimes, but I don't think anyone's noticed me getting wet so far.
- >I don't think anyone noticed me paying extra attention to my special place in the showers either.
- >That's really hard to control.
- >I mean, I have to wash down there anyway, and Dashie is right there next to me.
- >Naked.
- >And I just can't seem to drag my fingers away.
- >I'd better go to bed now though.
- >I have a big day tomorrow.
- "Don't worry squirt, you did fine out there."
- >She's just saying that.
- >She's just trying to make you feel better and you know it.
- >You were the weak link.
- >The Diamond Dogs could see it too.
- >They always attacked down your wing, and you could do nothing to stop them.
- "Hey come on, everyone has to start somewhere right? We still won anyway."
- >Yeah, no thanks to me.
- >The few times I did touch the ball, they tackled me immediately.
- >I was useless.
- >Worse than useless.
- "Yeah, I guess."
- "That's the spirit. Come on, lets get out of this kit."
- >Another shower with Dashie successfully navigated
- >No-one noticed my wet panties, and I think I even managed not to blush too much in the shower.
- >At least towelling myself off doesn't hurt so much any more.
- >Towel.
- >Dang it!
- >How did I forget to put my towel in my bag?
- >I have to go back and get it!
- >Come on Scoots, run!
- >You have to get there before they close the building!
- >The locker room.
- >I hope they've not locked up yet.
- "Oooh!"
- >What?
- >That sounded like Dashie!
- >And it sounds like the kind of thing I shouldn't walk in on.
- >But I really need my towel back.
- >Maybe it's nothing bad.
- >I'll just open the door a crack, to be sure.
- >That's all.
- >I'm not a pervert or anything.
- >Come on scoots.
- >Just put your hand on the door and push.
- >Gently...
- >It is dash, I was right!
- >And... Soarin?
- >What's he doing in the girls' locker room?
- "Like that, my star player?"
- "Mm-hmm..."
- >His hand...
- >His hand is in her shorts.
- >her eyes are closed.
- >And she's leaning back on his...
- >No, not leaning.
- >Massaging.
- >Is this how they do it?
- >No Scootaloo, you were just going to check, and now you've checked.
- >You can stop touching yourself and close the door now.
- >
- >Now.
- >
- >Oh, who am I kidding?
- >I don't even care if someone finds me.
- >It should be me in there though.
- >With Dashie.
- >How could a boy ever know how to treat a girl properly?
- >She seems to like it though.
- >You stupid girl, it's not what he's doing, but who he is.
- >I bet I could make her feel better though.
- >He probably never even used his tongue on her, I bet.
- >Wouldn't know how to.
- >But I do.
- >At least, I think I do.
- >And I would, for hours and hours and...
- >He's looking at me.
- >Directly at me.
- >No no no no no!
- >I'm busted!
- >I'm so dead!
- >Dash will think I'm a pervert!
- >She'll never ever want to...
- >Did...
- >Did he just wink at me?
- >He's not saying anything.
- >But he's still staring at me.
- >Dash hasn't noticed, her eyes are still closed.
- >Why hasn't he said anything?
- >And why am I still touching myself?
- "Ohh yeeees, right there Soarin!"
- >And now he's kissing her neck.
- >Still staring at me.
- >Does he like me watching?
- >What a freak.
- >But you're the one watching, Scootaloo.
- >Who's the real freak here?
- "Keep going, Soarin, I'm close..."
- >Is she really going to cum?
- >I can't believe it.
- >This boy is going to make her cum?
- >I'm feeling pretty close myself...
- "Oh Soarmhff mmhff!"
- >She's kissing him and shaking now.
- >Was that it?
- >I can barely restrain myself when I finish.
- "Was that good?"
- >Was he talking to me?
- >He's still looking at me...
- "Mm-hmm."
- >She's nuzzled against his chest now.
- >Maybe that was the real deal.
- >Her eyes are open.
- >Close the door, maybe she won't notice.
- "Oh, hey, looks like Scootaloo left her towel here. I'll take it back on my way home"
- >Great, now you have to beat her home, Scootaloo.
- >You can't walk in now, they'll know what you were doing.
- "Just leave it babe."
- "No, she might need it. Her place isn't that far out of my way. See you tomorrow?"
- "Sure."
- >Better start running.
- ++++++++++
- >Come on, Scootaloo, just a few more laps.
- >Not long before the other girls leave.
- >Then you won't have to see Rainbow Dash naked.
- >They might think you're weird for staying out, but it's better than the pain of seeing her.
- >Soarin knows you're weird anyway.
- >He's been looking at you funny all day.
- >Might as well have everyone else think it too.
- >Sigh.
- >Twenty minutes.
- >That should be enough time.
- >Finally I can head in and have a shower.
- It probably won't make me feel clean though.
- >No-one's here.
- >Good.
- >I can get changed in peace for once.
- "Scootaloo?"
- >What?
- "Soarin? What are you doing here?"
- "I saw you the other day, when I was in here with Rainbow Dash. I saw you watching."
- >Oh please no...
- "She was enjoying what I was doing, you understand that right?"
- "Uh, sure, but..."
- "I could make you feel good too. You're very pretty, Scootaloo."
- >Please, stop coming closer.
- >My back's against the wall.
- "Uh I don't really-"
- >My mouth.
- >His hand is on my mouth.
- "Nonsense. All the girls like it. You're not different from the other girls right?"
- >I am, more than you know.
- >But I can't let on.
- >Just nod.
- "And you want to feel good right."
- >Shake your head, you can still get out of this.
- "Sure you do. It's easy, just relax."
- >No.
- >Please, no...
- >Stop kissing me.
- >Get off.
- >Why am I getting wet?
- >His hand is on my breast.
- >I can't push him away.
- "See? It's not so hard."
- "Ah-!"
- >One hand on my mouth, the other on my crotch.
- "Ssh, Rainbow Dash is across the hall, waiting for me. What would she think if she saw us here?"
- >I don't know.
- >She might take his side.
- >And now his hand is in my shorts.
- "See, I said you'd like it. What would Rainbow Dash say if she saw you enjoying this?"
- >He's right.
- >I can't help it, it does feel good.
- >But I hate that it feels good.
- >What does that make me?
- "Uhhgh..."
- "There's a good girl."
- >At least his hand is off my mouth now.
- >But it's not much better around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
- "Feels good right?"
- "Uh-huh"
- >Just close your eyes, Scootaloo.
- >Try to ignore the tears running down your cheeks.
- >Ignore his other hand up your shirt.
- >Ignore his fingers probing your insides.
- >He'll be done soon.
- "What are you doing!?"
- >Dashie?
- >Release.
- >Finally he's off me.
- >Stop sobbing, Scootaloo.
- >Get up.
- >I said get up.
- >You must look pathetic right now.
- >Clothes half off.
- >Lying in a pool of tears and sweat.
- >I hate you.
- "What's wrong with you?"
- >See, even Dashie agrees.
- >She must hate you too.
- >I wish i could die.
- >I wish I had the strength to stand and smash my head against the wall.
- >I wish...
- "Babe, she dragged me in here. She practically stuck my hand down there herself!"
- "Oh, Is that why she's crying on the floor now?"
- "Come on, you're not going to believe her little act, are yo-"
- CRACK
- >Oh look, Soarin's come to join me on the floor.
- "She's!"
- THUMP
- "Half!"
- THUMP
- "Your!"
- THUMP
- "Age!"
- THUMP
- >I've never seen her this angry.
- >Or this beautiful.
- "Soarin, you're off the team, and if I ever see you looking at a girl the wrong way, I'll make you wish I'd called the cops."
- >I'm in her arms
- >Finally, I'm in her arms.
- >It's not just me hugging her.
- "Come on, Scootaloo, let's get out of here."
- >I'm so happy.
- >But why can't I stop crying?
- >
- >Great, now I'm getting her shirt all wet.
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