Title:           Pillow Gets the F
Author:          writefagforpie
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First Edit:      Saturday 29th of November 2014 10:54:14 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Saturday 29th of November 2014 10:57:26 PM CDT

>You promised Pillow Case that you would take her for a walk in the hills and forests outside of your town in Colorado.
>She's always said that the place that she was from didn't have this many hills and trees.
>You were happy to oblige; your lazy 4channing ass didn't get out and walk around outside as much as it should
>It was a shame really, because you lived in one of the prettiest places in the world.
>But, here was your opportunity to both get out of the house and let Pillow enjoy herself a little and experience more of your world.
>"Thanks a lot for walking with me, Anon!"
"It's not problem. My fat ass needs some exercise anyways."
>You had parked your car in a park and it was offroading from there.
>The path you picked was a relatively pleb tier hiking path that wound around for a couple miles.
>The nice thing about Colorado (besides the WEED), was that even pleb paths were great walks.
>"So Anon, why don't you go for walks more often? This place is so pretty."
"That's a good question really. I'm just too lazy, I suppose."
>"Well, I'm glad you decided to be unlazy for me!"
"Mmhmm."
>Pillow was a lot cuter than she had any right to be.
>It should be illegal, really.
>That damn hoodie she always wore was adorable AND functional.
>Over the past few weeks of her showing up, you two had become pretty good friends.
>Although you'd been tempted to try things with her, you couldn't let yourself do that.
>She was way too innocent for that.
>The walk continued on pretty quietly.
>Neither of you said much, but it was a companionable silence.
>A cool, late summer's breeze rolled in from behind you
>You let out a little shiver, and Pillow let out a small, "O-oh my..."
>It was an odd reaction, but it was no matter.
>The breeze kept on coming on, and you noticed that Pillow kept shivering an awful lot.
"Are you feeling okay there, Pillow?"
>"Y-yes, of course! Feeling fine!"
>That was awfully loud and totally a cover up for something.
>Should you press it?
>It was an idea, but you didn't want to ruin the peaceful walk.
>"I AM TOTALLY FEELING PERFECTLY FINE!"
>Okay, maybe the walk wasn't quite as peaceful as it was a minute ago.
"Okay, what is your problem?"
>"I DON'T HAVE A PROBLEM!"
"Okay, jeeze, calm down, you don't have a problem... But do you need anything?"
>"Nope, feeling fine."
"And you're positive you don't need anything? A drink of water or something?"
>"Y-yeah, maybe that's it. That's all, I just need some water."
>You handed her the water bottle you brought with you in your backpack and she took several gulps.
>"Much better, thank you Anon!"
"Mm."
>You continued on down the path for a while longer, and lucky the breeze had died down.
>You stopped a few times to look at a few especially pretty parts.
>This was the nicest thing you've done in quite a long time.
>Maybe this should become a sort of tradition for you and Pillow?
>Another peaceful while passes in silence.
>The wind decides again that it wants to pick up though, and it blow your hair around, as well as pillows mane and tail.
>"Oh, no!"
"Okay, you're usually not like this. Something has got to be up with you."
>"I-it's nothing, I promise. The wind is just flustering me, is all."
"That's an awful lot of flank frustration for a little bit of wind."
>YES, you had been wanting to use one of those for so long now.
"I... It's just... OKAY, there is something wrong."
>"Thank you for the honestly, now will you tell me what it is?"
>She stood still, thinking.
>You could hear some noise, but you weren't sure what it was.
>"I... this is too embarrassing."
"It can't be that bad. Are you afraid of the wind or something?"
>"No, I-I..."
>That noise was getting louder.
>It sounded like squishing noises.
>"I-I... The wind keeps b-blowing against my flank, and..."
>Uh oh. Your mind was starting to put two and two together.
>Pillow was turning red as the shirt you were wearing, and you were pretty sure why.
>"The wind keeps tickling my... parts."
"So you're horny."
>God DAMN it Anon.
>You need to learn how to not say what's on your mind.
>Pillow nearly shrank into nothingless.
"Sorry, that was a little much. I mean... if it's that much of a problem..."
>She kept silent, and you had no idea how to fix this sitation.
>You didn't bring the tupperware for the amount of spaghetti you were leaking here.
>Luckily, but unfortunately, she was leaking more spaghetti than you
>That wasn't ALL she was leaking...
>She was biting her lip pretty hard, and a small trickle of liquid was running down her hind legs.
>This poor mare needed relief.
"Here, let me help."
>She didn't recoil as you leaned towards her.
>You got down on your knee and checked the walkway
>It was empty.
>Slowly, you moved her tail to the side with one hand and looked at your commission.
>It was quite a sight.
>A puffy, winking vulva greeted you and the open air, and more juices continued to run down her legs.
>She wasn't putting up any resistance.
>You think you remembered something about no answer not being consent or anything, but whatever.
>This mare needed your magic fingers, of that you were sure.
>You reached your hand forward slowly, and at the first touch of her lips, Pillow jumped and squeeked
"You okay?"
>She nodded furiously.
>You weren't sure you've ever seen a creature turn that red from its original color before.
>Another touch, but no flinch this time
>You rubbed just inside of her lips, causing her to shiver violently.
>This was probably torture, and you were supposed to be fixing thing.
>Bravely, you stick two fingers in, eliciting a nice moan from Pillow.
>Dick status: M-muh
>But you could wait until you got home.
>you pull your fingers out slowly before sliding them easily back in.
>Her insides were extremely warm and extremely wet.
>It was all you could do do to restrain yourself.
>Her moans were getting louder, and you picked up your pace.
>You had juices running down your arm, and the winking was picking up.
>You thought you might have to carry her home, because her legs were shaking something bad.
"Filly, you are REALLY pent up."
>"T-tell me about it."
>Her voice was quivering to the point it was almost hard to understand what she was saying.
>She was getting really close, and your suspicions were beginning to look right.
>She fell backwards into you and you caught her.
>You wrapped your arm around her barrel and kept going faster
>She was practically screaming at this point, to the point where someone might think a murder was happening.
>"A-anon, I'm cumming!"
>One final scream and her body spasmed in your arms.
>juices spurted out all over the ground, on your legs, and down her legs.
>She was a messy mare for sure.
>You held her panting form in your arms for a minute or so until she calmed down
>Your dick was rock hard, and now you needed to get home to take care of that, and to change out of your cummy clothes.
"YOu feeling better, Pillow?"
>"Oh, s-so much better! Thank you so much Anon~"
>Uhm, Anon?"
"Yes, Pillow?"
>"I... can't stand up."
"I can carry you home. Just try not to leak any more on me on the way back, okay?"
>"I''ll try."
>She gave you a kiss on the cheek and you carried her off down the path, leaving behind a very big wet spot in the dirt.
 
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