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// Give a Foal a Story...// Story: Storytime// by 314//------------------------------//

	“Daddy?” Rainbow's voice echoed around the house, coming from up the cloud stairs as the foal made her way down them. “Can you tell me a story?”
	
	The stallion in question looked up from his book, small blue glasses perched on his nose. Reclined on the couch that doubled as a bed, he had been halfway through the book he started just before cooking dinner. He smiled, then placed a bookmark between two pages. He closed it with his hooves, set it on the low table in front of him, and laid his glasses on top of it. He almost confronted her about being up past her bedtime, but it would be a futile effort. “Sure! What'll it be today?”
	
	Rainbow paused at the foot of the stairs, hoof in the air, thinking. She stuck her tongue out of her open mouth slightly and her brow furrowed in concentration, eyes fixed on the cloud floor in front of her. In an instant, she thought of something and it was like a match being lit. Her face brightened in happiness, and she scampered across the floor. Her tiny hooves beat against the ground and her wings helped her leap into her father's lap, knocking him against the back of the couch with a grunt. Her front hooves pressed up against his chest, letting her face get close, while her back hooves were perched in the space between his laxly spread legs. 
	
	“Tell me about Hurricane and how she fought off the air hydra!” She stared up at his face, her smile stretched wide in hopefulness and eagerness. Her father smiled back, unable to deny her cute face. 
	
	“Well you better get comfy then.” He patted a space next to him on the couch, but she instead lightly butted him under the chin with her head as she spun around in his lap. Rainbow laid her head right underneath her father's and splayed her legs out on top of his. Her back was against his chest, feeling his heartbeat. She sat just above his groin, shifting a little to try and get the best spot. He was decently comfy, not just skin and bones. 
	
	“I'm ready!” 
	
	Her father let out a light chuckle at his daughter's antics, but rested his head on the back of the couch and closed his eyes. He thought back to the story he had read a while ago, the one she had asked for. It took a moment to remember where he had seen it, blushing slightly at the memory of how the book had described the appearance of Commander Hurricane. The author was apparently quite interested in... details. He shook his head gently, trying to shake the thought. The story came back in full clarity and he cleared his throat, very aware of the constant shifting of his daughter in his lap.
	
	“A long, long time ago, before Cloudsdale was founded, pegasi lived in very small cities. Absolutely tiny ones! As big as your school and no larger. Can you imagine everypony living in a space the size of your school?” Rainbow shook her head twice, the motions pronounced. Her mane brushed against her father's belly, causing him to laugh some. 
	
	“The pegasi weren't very happy either. Equestria hadn't been founded very long, so the three races were constantly fighting. At one time, Chancellor Puddinghead and Princess Platinum went to visit the biggest cloud city of them all: Stratopolis. Stratopolis was the capital city of the pegasi and was much bigger than your school, just like Canterlot is much bigger than any of the surrounding towns.
	
	“While they were there, an air hydra showed up! It had nine heads and eight wings, can you believe that, nine heads! It must have been able to see everything! But it showed up and started breathing ice all over the city, freezing the clouds completely solid. And we all know what happens to a frozen cloud...”
	
	“They sink!” the two chimed together. Rainbow giggled, squirming as her father lightly tickled her belly.
	
	“Yep! And Stratopolis started sinking to the ground. Commander Hurricane was responsible for the whooooooole city and had to get it evacuated as soon as possible. But the hydra was freezing everything in sight, including pegasi! She raced out of a meeting with the races and snatched up her armor in ten seconds flat. Don't you want to fly as fast as that one day Dashie?”
	
	“Mhm!”
	
	“Well Hurricane did, and she raced to the hydra. She flew up the first head and punched it right in the eyes! It got a huuuuuuuuuge headache and stopped breathing ice on the city. But that was just one head. Hurricane then went on and took out all the rest of the heads until there was just one left! But that head was the leader of them all.”
	
	He paused for dramatic effect, feeling his daughter stop her ceaseless moving and stare up at him expectingly. “What happens next?” she asked, the smile of an endeared foal asking with her.
	
	"Well, the real Hurricane pulled out her sword, cut its head off, and froze it with its own breath. I can't exactly tell her that now can I?" he thought, quickly creating a foal-safe version. 
	
	“Hurricane made sure that the hydra was focused on her, then dove for the ground as fast as she could. She was practically in freefall! The hydra followed, giant wings keeping pace with her. She was just inches out of range of the hydra's breath and getting even closer with every second!” He leaned forwards, pushing his daughter slightly forward as well. He held out his hooves to demonstrate, having one pursue the other. 
	
	Weaving them back and forth, he showed how Hurricane flew around and around the sky, keeping the hydra on her tail as her noble soldiers defrosted the city. Dash followed every hoof moment with big eyes, gasping each time the hydra came close to Hurricane. She got closer and closer to where his hooves were, almost falling out of her seat on his lap. 
	
	“And finally, when Hurricane was tired, almost done in, she started to fly at a nearby mountain. The hydra was absolutely furious by this point and pursued her with the last bit of strength it had. Hurricane hurtled towards the mountain, almost crashing straight into it. She even closed her wings, diving straight for the rock! But you know what she did?”
	
	“She flared her wings!” Dash yelled, leaping to her hooves, rear ones supporting her and wings and forehooves spread out in victory. 
	
	“She flared her wings! The wind caught her wings and she flew back over the hydra. It couldn't do what she did and crashed straight into the mountain. And then, while it was unconscious, she tied it up and put it on display in the Stratopolis market!”
	
	“Yay!” Dash cried, collapsing back onto her father's stomach, provoking an oof from him. She laughed like a silly filly while her dad watched on, smiling. He laid his head back on the couch and thought about how the rest of the story had gone. 
	
	He had foalproofed it for Rainbow, turning the murderous fire breath into freezing cold, turning Hurricane's blood frenzy into nothing more than punching up a bully. And completely leaving off the end of how the book described her. She had flown in for a landing, blood splattering her limbs and chest. Flinging off her helmet, letting her mane flow in the breeze. The sun rising behind her, casting her lithe and fit body in a perfect silhouette and blinding any who didn't stare at her. The book had gone into much  more detail about Hurricane's body and he sighed as he remembered it. The night he found that book had been quite the long night. 
	
	Rainbow looked up from her giggling, seeing her father laying back peacefully. Looking down, she saw something start to rise in front of her. It was a darkish blue, just like her father's coat, but faded to purple as it got higher. It was about half as thick as her fathers hoof, but it looked more like a leg than a hoof. It kept on getting higher, until it finally stopped just above Rainbow's nose. 
	
	She scooted closer, not yet touching it, her eyes scrunched up in confusion. "Why haven't I seen this before?" she wondered. She looked at it a moment longer, feeling that it was familiar somehow. "Wait! Isn't this what some of the other kids have? The stallions?" She leaned in even closer. She had only seen one from a distance and heard the conversation the boys were having. She wanted to get closer, but this was the first time she had seen one up close. "What'd they call it again? A penis?"  
	
	It smelled kinda weird, like her dad when he was working hard. It was mostly round, but she could see some raised lines along it. She went cross-eyed, staring at the top of it. It was mostly flat, just a little curve to it. It seemed wider than the rest of the shaft, and there was a little hole near the middle of it. What it was for, she couldn't figure out. Instead, her eyes traveled about halfway down to where a raised bit was. It looked like it stretched all the way around like a ring, but she couldn't figure out why. Lowering her eyes even more, she looked at where it started. It just seemed to meet her dad's stomach and kind disappear. It looked like there was more below it, but she couldn't see very well. She slid a little closer, the inside of her thighs and her fillyhood bumping against it.
	
	Her father's eyes shot open, his breathing halting for a moment before resuming with quick, short breaths. His heart rate shot up, but he didn't move. His eyes still stared at the ceiling, scared to look down and verify what his brain told him. He felt something shift along his shaft again as Rainbow scooted lower down his stomach, putting pressure on his stallionhood. 
	
	He finally looked up, only to see his daughter straddling his cock and looking at it closely, tongue protruding slightly from her lips. Her thighs pressed up against it, the heat from them making it very clear he wasn't delusional. And if that wasn't enough, he could feel a bit of wetness against it coming from Rainbow. Sending a silent prayer to Celestia, he opened his mouth. 
	
	Rainbow was still staring at her father's penis when she heard him clear his throat. She turned her head away from it, her mane brushing loosely over the top part. Her father gave a little gasp, but still stayed focused on her. “Dashie, what are you doing?”
	
	“I'm looking at your penis. It's kinda weird. What's it do? And why haven't I seen it before?” she asked, childhood innocence awash in her eyes. 
	
	Her father cleared his throat and swallowed uneasily, eyes flicking around the room. “It, umm...”
	
	Rainbow couldn't figure out why her dad was acting so weird. "It's not like it's a hard question," she thought. "It's a part of your body, shouldn't you know what it is?" “It what?”
	
	Her father weakly chuckled a little bit, shifting a little lower on the couch. “Where did you learn that word?”
	
	Rainbow frowned and crossed her hooves in front of her, still twisted to stare at her father. Her legs were on top of his, thighs pressed up against his penis-thing. It was incredibly warm, almost like the heated blankets she got whenever she went to the clinic. It was also kind of squishy, though seemed to get harder with each passing second. That didn't make any sense to the foal, but it made her happy for some reason. “Don't answer my questions with questions.”
	
	Her father sighed, knowing that there was no escape. If he didn't answer now, she would constantly pester him until he told her, probably doing it in some public place. Better to do it now and get it over with. “It's my, uh, penis.” Rainbow raised a single eyebrow in the typical expression of a person sarcastically responding. She wasn't old enough to know the right terms for it, but there was no way to beat eight-year-old sass. 
	
	“Well, when a mare and a stallion love each other very much, they play games with it.” He continued looking at Rainbow and hoped so much that that would be enough for her. 
	
	She looked thoughtful for a moment, then turned back to stare at it. She reached up a hoof and booped it gently near the top, causing it to sway back and forth slightly. It felt differently than it did between her thighs, so she hit it again before starting to knock it back and forth between two hooves. Her father's breath caught, inhaling deeply.
	
	“Dash, what are you doing?”
	
	She paused for a moment and turned back to her dad. “Well I'm a mare and you're a stallion. I love you, you love me, so I'm playing games with it.”
	
	Her dad's mouth hung open with shock at the eight-year-old logic. His daughter took silence for agreement and turned back to his penis. Staring at the head, she squinted and scooted closer. Out of the hole had come a dot of some liquid, looking kinda like milky water. She glanced back at her dad, seeing his mouth still open in shock. 
	
	She licked her lips and moved closer. Tasting things was always the best way to figure out if it was good or not. Dirt for instance, was not good. With a swipe of her tongue, she licked the drop off of her dad's penis, leaving a dark streak of spit in her wake. It wasn't much to taste, but it seemed like a delicious mix of salty and sweet. Behind her, her father seemed like he was trying to speak. “Haa,” he gasped. What it meant, she had no idea. He leaned back again, but Rainbow was still leaning over his penis. 
	
	She licked it again, seeing what her dad's reaction would be. It prompted the same noise, a little louder this time. She rested her back on her dad's chest and looked up at him. “Woah! You are such a perv!”
	
	He sat up quickly, sitting Rainbow up and back into his stallionhood. She felt the warmth hit her chest the same time his mouth snapped off comprehensible words. “Where did you learn that?”
	
	Dash shrugged, not seeing why he cared. “I heard two of the older boys at school say it. They were showing each other their penises like this. And then they started to do something like this. Is that not what you say? I dunno. I couldn't catch the rest of what they did because I made some noise and they ran behind the school after that.” 
	
	She looked down, seeing that weird clear fluid appear again in a greater amount. Knowing the reaction she would get from her dad, she dragged her tongue across the tip again, slower this time. It prompted a longer noise from him, as well as a better taste of the watery liquid. It tasted salty, but a good kind.
	
	“Hey dad, how do I get more of that salty stuff to come out?” she asked, eyes still fixed on the penis resting between her thighs and now stretching up to her nose.
	
	“Just keep licking honey.”
	
	Rainbow cocked her head in confusion. He never called her honey. "Weird." She kept licking regardless, the head of the shaft shaking back and forth as she did so. Even though the delicious salty stuff only came every few licks, the penis itself tasted good as well. Sorta like her dad smelled right now. She kept licking slow, steady licks across the top. Her father let out noises of happiness behind her, letting her know to keep going. 
	
	Finally, she became aware of something wet sliding against her groin. She looked down, only to see her fillyhood brushing up against the base of the shaft. It was a darker color due to the wetness, but it was feeling really nice down there. She realized the more pressure she put, the better it felt. She started to push her hips into her father's, rubbing up and down the bottom of the penis. 
	
	“P-put it in your mouth Dashie,” her dad stammered, words instead of incomprehensible noise.
	
	She stopped licking and stared at the top of the shaft. If her dad said it was okay, then who was she to question? She opened her mouth as wide as she could and lowered it down onto the head. It was small enough to fit in her mouth, but her tongue was pressed up against it. It filled her mouth and she stared at it cross-eyed. She could barely get any of the penis in her mouth with the way she was sitting. 
	
	She stood up on her dad's legs and wobbled in the air for a moment. She couldn't just stand up with the tall object in the way. She placed one hoof down and awkwardly shuffled backwards until her rear was in front of her dad's face and she rested on his belly. If she let her head rest on the top of his groin, she'd be able to reach where her fillyhood had been. Instead, she propped herself up on her forehooves and gently pulled the penis back towards her. 
	
	It went fairly easily, despite how stiff and firm it was. She put it in her mouth again, the angle change making it a lot easier. She paused in confusion, just the top of it in her mouth. "What do I do now?" she wondered.
	
	“T-try and see h-how much of it will fit in your mouth,” came her father's voice.
	
	A challenge? Her ears perked up, eyes focused on the object in her mouth. She opened her mouth a tiny bit wider and moved her mouth down. She went down even further, scooting her hooves closer. She felt the head bump the brush the back of her throat and her eyes opened in shock. "How did it go that far without me realizing it? Normally when the doctors used those swabs to hit the back of my throat, it was painful. This isn't nearly that bad." Now, there was just a feeling of tightness in her throat as she scooted even deeper. 
	
	Behind her, her father let out his loudest moan yet. His vision was getting a little hazy and his cock had grown painfully hard. It was buried in his daughter's mouth almost three inches, his mind blown at how it felt. His mind kept telling him that it was so wrong, yet his body was saying that it felt so right. Once he had delayed even a bit and Dash had started, he knew there was no going back. Her logic had confounded him for just long enough for his body to take over the decisions.
	
	He let out another moan of pleasure as Rainbow went even deeper. "Her throat is so small, so absolutely tight. It's like nothing I had ever felt before! And," he thought with regretfulness, "nothing I would feel again." It surrounded his dick with complete warmth and pressed up against it, feeling more like a marehood than a mouth. And it kept going! How she was able to get it that far down her throat, he had no idea. “D-dash, you can stop now. Just slide it in and out.”
	
	She tried to say something in agreement, but the vibrations sent down his shaft just made him quiver all over instead. He felt his penis start to slide back out of that warm, incredible mouth and back into the colder air. It wasn't long before it slid back in, making him smile in happiness. It continued, slow and steady. He periodically felt a tooth brush up against his skin, but she didn't bite down and it was a minor annoyance.
	
	Finally unable to resist, he turned his attention to the rear almost on top of his face. He was slumped again a couch, his body making a curve. Rainbow was standing with her front hooves, but her butt laid on his chest and hind legs hanging off of it. He could feel his chest get damp as seconds passed, Dash unknowingly starting to leak all over it. "It's probably too soon for her to have any amazing orgasms like the one I'll have, but I can at least make it seem nice to her."
	
	He waited until she was pulling back with her mouth, using what little muscle control he had to let the head of his cock slip out for a moment. He didn't want her to accidentally bite down. His tongue rasped over her slim, slightly inflamed lips. She let out a gasp, head spinning around to look at him.
	
	“Woah, what was that?”
	
	Her father smiled, playfully sticking out his tongue. “I was just doing a little cleaning back here. You're soaked.”
	
	“Really?” She tried to crane her head around to see what it looked like, but stopped right before losing her balance. “Aww, I can't see. It feels nice.”
	
	He chuckled. “Keep doing what you're doing and I'll make sure you're perfectly clean back here.”
	
	She turned back to his penis, only to turn back again. “Why is it getting wet? It doesn't feel like I'm peeing."
	
	“When mares and stallions play those games together, mares get wet back there to help them. Like I was leaking that fluid you apparently liked earlier.”
	
	“Why?” she asked, never content with a single answer.
	
	"Why do foals always ask why?" he wondered, not being the first parent to do so. “Well, one of the games a mare and stallion can play is when my penis goes, well, into a mare back here. It helps it not hurt.”
	
	“Oh.” She pursed her lips for a moment, no doubt coming up with another question. “Can we try and play that game?”
	
	"As much as my body would love it, I have to have some sort of line. It'd be quite painful anyways." “Not right now. You're not big enough.”
	
	She thought about that for a moment, then nodded her satisfaction. She turned her attention back to the bouncing and quivering shaft in front of her and decided to just lick it now, covering the entire thing with her saliva. Her dad quivered in pleasure, the shaft bouncing up and down and around. He started to crane his head to watch the display that some stallions would pay millions for, but instead focused his attention on the filly plot in front of him.
	
	It was tight of course, not yet affected by puberty or any other boys. A snug tailhole just above an almost sopping pink fillyhood, tinged with red at receiving almost no attention. Dash had never received any attention back here, other than a mild grinding earlier and a brief lick. Her father stuck out his tongue and tasted the sweet nectar that coated her rear and was smeared along his chest. It tasted incredibly sweet, almost like candy. Despite his eagerness to lick more of it up, he restrained himself and licked it in small doses, a large smile breaking out across his face at the taste of filly juices. 
	
	While her father was becoming acquainted with her nether regions, Dash was making a mess out of his cock. Her spit was slathered all up and down it, turning the entire shaft a darker purple. He seemed to jump especially when she put pressure on that weird ring around his penis. But it tasted so good, she didn't mind. A few drops of that strange, salty liquid had been wasted on her face, smearing into her coat, but she mostly managed to slurp it up still hot and delicious, sending it straight to her stomach. 
	
	They continued like this for a few more minutes, Rainbow just having fun playing with her father's penis. She probably would have tried batting it around with her hooves again if not for them being occupied keeping her up. It was absolutely soaked with her saliva now, her own spit starting to slide across her face. Rainbow would periodically take the top of the penis into her mouth and suckle on it, like a baby bottle. When she did it, the shaft quivered even more and she could feel a weird sensation, like vibrations from her butt. She was receiving amazing sensations from her rear, sort of like she was being tickled from the inside. She wasn't quite sure what was causing it, but it felt really, really good. 
	
	She had just begun to suckle on the tip again, sucking on it like a baby thirsty for whatever milk it could get, when the feelings from her back end stopped. She let out a little whimper around the thick shaft in her mouth, not realizing just how good it felt until it was gone.
	
	“R-rainbow, t-t-take my penis out of -pant- your m-mouth now.” Confused, she did as he asked and half twisted back to look at her dad. The fur around his mouth was dark with wetness, and he softly panted. As soon as she let go of his dick, it started bouncing around in the air with quite a bit of motion, periodically brushing against the soft fur of her cheek.
	
	“A bunch o-of white stuff is gonna -pant- c-come out if you l-lick it some more.”
	
	Rainbow cocked her head, slightly confused. “Is it like that clear liquid? Does it taste the same?”
	
	Instead of answering with words, her dad just nodded his head. “Okay!” Rainbow spun back to her dad's penis and started licking it even more, not caring much more about the lack of pleasure from her back end. If there was going to be a lot of stuff that tasted that good, she couldn't wait to see it. She had no idea where it came from, but it kinda reminded her of her mom's milk. "That came out of something like this, right? It must be good for me then!"
	
	Rainbow gave one last lick up the entire length of the shaft and her dad let out a long, loud moan of pleasure. She paused, watching what was about to happen. His legs started to kick weakly, like a doctor was checking his reflexes. The head of the penis was pointing at her face sorta, and it started to change. It got wider and, as she watched, some glob of white stuff launched out again and splattered on her face, coating one eye and part of her cheek. Before she could react, another spurt shot out. It was lower this time, hitting her chest and part of the space between her dad and her. A third spurt hit her ear and her mane, then a fourth landed straight in her mouth. 
	
	It had a different texture than the clear stuff, but its taste was even stronger. The stringyness was definitely different, but she liked it. Her eyes and mouth opened wide in delight, ignoring the white already on them. She let out a happy yelp and pounced with her mouth over the head of the penis, the next spurt of cream going straight down her throat. It was hot and powerfully-tasting, filling her stomach with some pleasant warmth. She started to suckle again, trying to milk all of the wonderful stallion-milk she could. Her dad gave another moan, but she was focused just on swallowing. 
	
	The amount that was coming surprised and thrilled Rainbow. She kept her mouth over the head the entire time, counting the spurts of fluid that went straight to her stomach. She lost track at ten, but there was a lot. Just as her stomach began to fill up like she had a huge meal, the spurts died to a dribble. She sucked the last bit out and kept it on her tongue. 
	
	When she took her mouth off the head of the penis, it flopped onto her dad's stomach. For some reason, it wasn't stiff anymore. "Seems like all the fun happens when it's hard. Darn. That was a fun game." She somehow flipped around like only a kid can do, her white-painted chest and head now staring at her dad. She opened her mouth, showing him what was still inside. “Ook at dat!” she cried triumphantly, causing her dad to break into chuckles.
	
	“Very nice Dashie. You can swallow it now if you want.” His voice was a lot more steady now, not that frantic panting like it was earlier. She closed her mouth, nodding vigorously as she did so, then made a big show of swallowing it down to join her already full stomach. She collapsed down on her dad's chest, the white stuff on her chest making a squishing sound as she did so. It slowly dripped down her face, leaving a trail of wetness and white in its place. 
	
	“Aw, come here cutie and let me clean you up.” She scooted closer to her dad and felt his tongue start to wash over her face, cleaning it up like he did when she was really little. She closed her eyes and felt his warm tongue wash over them, cleaning up what remained.
	
	“Hey dad?” she asked, eyes still closed. “What was that white stuff called?”
	
	“It's called cum. Mares have it too when they're older.” He ruffled her mane affectionately, knowing that it would take a full shower to get the cum in her hair out. And to clean up her fillyhood where it lay dripping slightly just inches away from his now limp cock.
	
	“Cum,” she said, trying it out in her mouth. “I like it. It tastes yummy and makes my stomach feel all full and warm.”
	
	Her dad tried to hide his surprise by poking her in the side. He could hear a faint sloshing from within, evident of all the cum she had swallowed. If she got up and moved around, it'd probably be really obvious. “So, do you wanna hear another story?”
	
	Rainbow let out a huge yawn, short legs stretching into the air before settling back down on her father's chest, tired from the game. “Yeah.”