- >You are Sweetie Belle.
- >There is a new face in town.
- >His name is Anon.
- >A silly sounding name, yes, but he was definitely fun.
- >And the only one of his kind!
- >It was a mystery how he came to Equestria, but that didn't matter.
- >All you cared about was playing with him.
- >He was always so nice to you and let you come over to his house whenever you wanted.
- >The only problem was that Applebloom and Scootaloo were getting jealous.
- >They didn't like you spending so much time not hanging out with them.
- >It hurt a little, but you couldn't just stop playing with Anon.
- >And now there was a rumor that made it's way to you.
- >A rumor that Anon's body contained a delicious treat.
- >Salty cream called 'coom' or something.
- >You had licked his arm before during your playing.
- >His skin was like a warm salt-lick.
- >If his body contained a salt cream,
- >You were going to get it out.
- >One way or another...
- >One problem you face is getting out of the house without Rarity knowing.
- >After all, it is around midnight.
- >She would definitely send you back to your room.
- >And probably try to take all of Anon's coom for herself!
- >Not tonight!
- >You slide from your window on a chain of tied sheets.
- >You could totally get a secret agent cutie mark.
- >But you would rather have a coom extraction cutie mark.
- >Your mouth waters as you skitter through the back alleys to Anon's house.
- >You love salt!
- >And if you asked nicely, you were sure Anon would give you plenty of coom cream.
- >He was so nice.
- >And salty.
- >You decide not to knock on his door.
- >Using more of those secret agent skills, you sneak through his window.
- Oh... He's asleep...
- >Best not to wake him.
- >He wouldn't mind if you took just a little right?
- >Right??
- >You were friends, so of course!
- >You remember what Rarity had in her closet.
- >Right.
- >You quietly search his house until you find what you are looking for.
- >Rope.
- >It takes a while, but you get his body tied down.
- >And he doesn't wake up!
- >Must be from all those cider bottles on his dresser...
- >Now
- >Where does coom cream cum from??
- >You look over his body.
- >The mouth? Probably not.
- >The 'belly button' thing he told you about?
- >You pull up his shirt and sniff at the little indent.
- >Smells good, but probably not a coom hole...
- >Wait
- >What is THAT?!
- >You move your face close to his pants.
- >There's something sticking up under there!
- >Is it a horn?
- >A coom spout!
- >Brilliant!
- >You begin to pull his pants down with a grunt.
- >Your body is more than ready for a mouthful.
- >How strange this coom spout looks.
- >But it's definitely where coom would come from if it's real.
- >It smells extra salty here.
- >How do you get it out?
- >It's much bigger than your horn...
- >Maybe you have to ask it nicely?
- >Your ears droop, "um, I'd l-like some coom please..."
- >You stare at it.
- >Nothing happens.
- >Maybe you rub it like a genie lamp?
- >You're so smart!
- >You reach forward and grasp it.
- >It's warm... There's ridges and veins on it... Nothing like a unicorn horn.
- >Anon shifts and mumbles in his sleep.
- >"Oh Granny Smith... You have... Experience eh?"
- >You hold in a giggle.
- >Time to rub out your three wishes: coom, coom and a mouthful of coom!
- >You begin to rub it gently.
- >His heartbeat pulses through his fleshy horn.
- >This is getting you more excited than it should.
- >But it feels right.
- >You gulp and continue your rubbing.
- >Up to the pinkish tip... Down the whole length slowly... Up to the ridge... Back down slowly until-
- >What is this?
- >You look closely.
- >It's a wrinkled fuzzy... Bit purse?
- >Oh! It must be where the coom is stored!
- >You use your other hoof to rub this as well.
- >The shaft is throbbing against your hoof as you gently stroke it.
- >Your mouth is dry.
- >Your eyes burn from not blinking.
- >The tip of his spout swells a little.
- >He giggles and twitches in his sleep.
- >Then you see it.
- >A little dribble of clear fluid oozes out!
- >Coom!
- >Without hesitation you wrap your mouth around the tip and begin sucking.
- >Several things happen at once.
- >You get your first taste of Anon's saltcream.
- >It's worth every thing and more.
- >But the salty treat isn't enough!
- >Anon snaps awake.
- >"Huh? Whazza? The fuck?"
- >He looks down.
- >You smile up at him with the tip of his spout still in your mouth.
- >"SWEETIE BELLE?!"
- >Oh good, he's excited to see you!
- >Knowing he wants you to continue, you slide a little more length into your mouth and suck.
- >He slams his head back onto his pillow and arches his back against the rope.
- >"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!"
- >You let him go, chains of salty spit hanging from your mouth.
- I'm enjoying your tasty coom!
- >He fights to escape from the rope.
- >"Coom?! What is tha- Oh god... Sweetie let me go!"
- >It's a little disheartening to see him want to go,
- >But >You just can't stop!
- >That one little taste of his fluid was NOT enough.
- >You had to have more.
- >And he would just have to fill your belly with it no matter what.
- >Every
- >Last
- >Drop
- >His hips thrust up in his struggling.
- >The rod is pressed back into your throat.
- >You gag and tears spring to your eyes.
- >But it tastes so good!
- >It feels so good!
- >To have those veins and that ridge push past your tonsils is all you want now.
- >He pulls away and asks you to stop again.
- >Sorry Anon, this is too good.
- >You lean forward to take him down your throat again.
- >Your tears fall down your cheeks.
- >A little more of the salty juice trickles out down your throat.
- >You squeal with a mouthful and twitch in excitement.
- >More! More!
- >He continues to flail, making his rigid spout slide against the roof of your mouth.
- >You let go and stroke your saliva up and down with your hoof.
- You gotta give me more coom Anon! Pleeeease??
- >Time to suck it all out.
- >You are eager to prove yourself.
- >Even if you couldn't get a cutie mark, you were definitely getting this treat.
- >And it seemed to feel good to Anon.
- >He may be struggling, but he's also moaning and grunting.
- >He must just be shy.
- >It made you happy to make him feel good.
- >He always made you feel better about yourself, so why not return the favor?
- >You slide him into your mouth again determined to finish what you started.
- >He breaks down in pleasured moans as you swirl your little tongue around the ridge of the tip.
- >This is for Anon Sweetie Belle! You can do it!
- >Your self motivation works to give your body a burst of energy.
- >You slide down, taking him to the back of your throat again.
- >It feels a little uncomfortable, but you ignore it and wiggle your tongue against the bottom.
- >Oh Celestia it's so salty...
- >Anon yells something and his body tenses.
- >You look up in excitement.
- >This is it!
- >With him still stuffed all the way in, you get ready to guzzle your prize.
- >Hopefully it would be enough to fill your belly.
- >Your eyes go wide.
- >Salty cream, much thicker than the fluids before, spurts against the back of your throat.
- >Maybe it was a bad idea to take it all in...
- >You pull back a little and squeeze your eyes tight.
- >The coom tastes amazing and you fight to swallow it all as comes out with big gulps.
- >But it just keeps coming!
- >Anon roars as he discharges into you.
- >The coom starts to shoot from your nose back onto him like that one time you drank milk and laughed.
- >You choke as thick globs pump into your belly and ooze from your nostrils.
- >How much does he have?!
- >You pull your mouth away but it keeps shooting out onto your face.
- >You cough and dare not open your eyes as it paints your muzzle.
- >Coom is being wasted!
- >You begin licking blindly and hold his horn steady.
- >Then it all stops.
- >With a few last spurts onto your tongue, Anon's coom is spent.
- >You hear him groan and he goes limp.
- >You crack your eyes.
- >There's still a lot of coom!
- >You eagerly begin licking the leftovers from his legs, the tip of his shaft, your face and a little off the sheets.
- >You can feel it in your belly.
- >You wiggle your hips and giggle at the sloshing sound.
- >Anon begins to sob.
- >Aw, he's so happy!
- >You crawl up and nuzzle his face.
- Thanks Anon, that was great!
- >Your voice cracks.
- >He shakes his head.
- >You begin to untie him.
- I'll be back tomorrow to play! Sweet dreams!
- >You hop back out his window and leave him to his happy tears.
- >He's so nice.
- >You sing a song about coom on your way home with your swollen belly sloshing all the way.
- >That night you dream of your new favorite midnight snack.
- The End
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