> Ingress: Spooning Silver
>  by Anonymous Pegasus
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> Serving Silver
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Four years after first Ingress

Josh gave a faint sigh, idly stirring the ice cubes around in his drink with a straw. It was an Equestrian drink, somewhat like scotch but much, much smoother, and with a strange tingle to it that could only be magical in nature.
It was evening, and the meeting was taking longer than he expected. His father, a wealthy 
businessman back in Australia, had sent Josh, his son, to another universe to close a deal for him.

A consortium of farmers in Equestria were working a deal to ship soil through the portal for growers on earth. The soil in Equestria was basically radioactive to humans, with all of the magic imbued in it.

So it had taken the Earth governments years to create a set of guides and regulations for the sale, purchase, use, and regulation of products containing Equestrian magic.

But the topsoil was especially good for growing plants. It super-charged the rate of growth in earth plants, no matter what the season. Simply put, it would revolutionise human farming practises with just the simple addition of a 40/60 mix of Equestria-to-human soil.

But the specifics of it were being a pain. Transporting such a huge mass of soil through the portal posed its own problems, and then further complicating the matter was that Josh’s father was allergic to something in Equestria and couldn’t even set foot through the portal for longer than ten minutes.

The other two members of the meeting were in one of their frequent ‘recesses’, drinking Equestrian wine and chatting to their wives about inane things. Ponies were not speedy businessmen... ponies.

Josh looked up as Filthy Rich re-entered the dim room, sitting down at the table. His business partner, Sterling Silver, sat down next to him, smoking a cigar and drinking from a glass of wine.

“Have you reached a decision?” Josh asked blankly, still stirring his drink.

“We’re still discussing the fine details,” Filthy Rich said, eyes narrowing at the human.

Josh heaved a heavy sigh. He knew that that was code for ‘I’m going to try squeeze more money from you, first.’

“Why don’t you just come back tomorrow morning? It’s getting late,” Josh said, picking up his glass and tossing back the liquid inside in several long gulps.

Sterling Silver spoke up then. “That will be a problem. My associate and I,” he waved a hoof at Filthy Rich, “Are having a err...”

“Business trip,” Filthy Rich offered.

“A business trip, yes, tomorrow, and the day after. More of a weekend deal than anything,” Sterling Silver finished, smiling and nodding faintly.

“So... on monday then,” Josh said with a tired sigh, rubbing his temple with his fingers.

“That sounds like a plan,” Filthy Rich said, smiling in a way so innocent that it came off more as sleazy.

“Okay, good, I look forwards to doing this all over again on monday,” Josh said, placing his glass on the table and then rising to his feet, heading for the door. Filthy Rich turned as well, exiting through the door behind him.

“Joshua, please wait,” Sterling Silver said, holding up a hoof.

Josh winced at that. “Just ‘Josh’ please, I hate being called ‘Joshua’.”

“I want you to foalsit my daughter, Joshua,” Sterling Silver said bluntly.

Josh winced even harder, at both the repetition of the name he hated and the request. “I’m not quite sure that’s even in my realm of respons-”

“I’ll pay you a thousand bits a night,” Sterling Silver added, raising a brow.

A thoughtful expression crossed Josh’s face at that, and he pondered for a long moment, thinking of all the things he could buy with a thousand bits. “Why can’t you just have some pony from around town do it?”

“I am very protective of my daughter, and I’ll not have bad influences tainting her innocence,” Sterling Silver said flatly, his eyes narrowing in distaste. “I can at least trust a human to keep his hooves to himself.”

Josh gave a faint laugh at that, shaking his head. “I think I’ll pass. I doubt anyone would really want to do anything untoward to your daughter.”

Sterling Silver’s eyes narrowed slowly, and he gave the faintest of shrugs. “Oh, I was going to take my wife with me, you know. I worry so much when she’s at home without me. I need her with me on these little business trips. Why, if I don’t take her take with me, I won’t be able to think of anything else, let alone ponder on the arrangements of our business propositions...”

It was time for Josh’s eyes to narrow, and he gave the faintest of long sighs. “Are you really blackmailing me to babysit your daughter?”

Sterling Silver tilted his head slightly to the side, giving a slow smile. “Why, I’d never use such strong language.”

Josh gave another soft sigh, shaking his head. “Fine. Fine. I’ll look after your bloody kid. But I want a couple of Sternweed thrown on top of the order.”

Sterling Silver scratched at his chin curiously for a long moment, before nodding once. “Deal!”

Josh turned on his heel, intending to leave.

“Where’re you going?” Sterling Silver asked suddenly.

“Back to my hotel? I’d like to get some sleep before having to babysit,” Josh pointed out with a shrug.

“Oh nonono,” Sterling Silver said with a shake of his head. “I’m leaving tonight. Ergo, you’ll be coming back with me now.”

“I at least need my clothes,” Josh protested.

“I will have a servant pick them up,” Sterling Silver said with a smile devoid of any warmth.

“Why do I get the feeling that I don’t have a say in the matter?” Josh asked flatly.

“Because you have excellent instincts,” Sterling Silver complimented with a slow smile.

Josh heaved a sigh, shaking his head slowly. “Fine, let’s just go then.”





A half-hour later, and Josh stood awkwardly in the entrance hall of a very large mansion. Sterling Silver was standing in front of him with his wife close at hand, passing a list into Josh’s possession.

Josh stared down at the long, long list of rules and regulations, blinking slowly.

“There’s food in the cold room. Don’t eat any of the things on the top shelves. Our servants are taking a break for the weekend, so you’ll be here alone for the entire weekend. Anything that happens here will fall squarely on your shoulders and will most certainly negatively impact our deal,” Sterling Silver said with a slow smile. He leaned against his wife slightly as he spoke, lifting a hoof to trail down her neck slowly.

Josh gave an inwards sigh. Sterling Silver was off for the weekend to screw his wife and he was stuck looking after his kid.

“Any questions?” Sterling Silver asked, a brow raising.

“Yeah, where is she?” Josh asked, pondering for a moment, “And how do I contact you if something goes wrong?”

“The Ponyville hospital is just down the road,” Sterling Silver said, pointing with a hoof, “And Silver Spoon is in the library, studying.”

Josh gave a thoughtful hum at that. Hopefully, the child was a bookworm or similar, something that would leave him alone for the weekend.

“Fine, fine, get going then. I’ll try to make sure she doesn’t die while you’re gone.”

Sterling Silver slowly raised a brow, frowning slightly. His wife nudged him, and he nodded slowly. “Very well. See that you take good care of her. Meal plans are on the cold room door.”

Josh nodded, looking left and right, and then pointing up one of the staircases, “That way, right?”

“Fifth door on the left,” Sterling Silver said, his frown returning as he stepped past Josh and started for the front door.





Josh stared down at the huge list in his hands. There were at least fifty entries there. Rules, regulations, this and that and the other thing. Shrugging, he tossed the list aside and sat down on the couch, putting his feet up over the arm of it and stretching out lazily.

Television still wasn’t a ‘thing’ in Equestria, and so there was little in the way of entertainment. He still hadn’t seen Silver Spoon, and the maids were long-gone, having retreated for their weekend ‘holiday’. Silver Spoon was old enough to be independant, and Josh felt absolutely no need to dissuade her of that idea or in any way interrupt her. The less interaction he had with an annoying kid, the better.

Josh heard some hoofbeats in the hallway, and he twisted slightly, peering over the top of the couch, spying a grey filly with long, flowing silver mane and tail, and a pair of pretty silver glasses on her nose. Josh couldn’t pin her age exactly. She wasn’t what he would call a ‘foal’, but nor was she a ‘mare’. ‘Filly’ was the best descriptor he could give her, and he equated her to a 14-year-old in human terms. Young, but just old enough to think she knew everything.

Silver Spoon tilted her head to the left, staring at him for a long moment, before she shrugged faintly and turned to the right, disappearing into the kitchen without a word.

Josh watched her go, blinking once, before he laid himself out across the couch again, picking up a magazine off the coffee table. It was a dreary magazine about drapes and curtains, and Josh very quickly lost interest. He pushed at the pile of magazines, and then harrumphed as he discovered that each and every one was just as bland and senseless as the first.

“I’m hungry,” A soft voice said from somewhere near his feet.

Josh sat up, blinking and tucking his legs in, frowning at the filly standing at the end of the couch. “And I’m Josh, very nice to meet you.”

“Food.” Silver Spoon stamped a forehoof commandingly.

Josh raised a brow slowly. “Now, if you’re going to talk to me like that, then I’m going to get your food, but I’m going to take a long, long time to do it.”

“You wouldn’t dare,” Silver Spoon said flatly, her eyes narrowing behind her glasses.

“The kitchen is that way, right?” Josh asked, pointing lazily in the opposite direction.

“No, it’s over there,” Silver Spoon said, the faintest of whines creeping into her voice as she pointed towards it.

“I’m sure it’s over there,” Josh protested, shaking his head and pointing again in the wrong direction. “And if it’s not... I’ll just have to hunt around until I find it.”

“P-please mister!” Silver Spoon started blabbering, her face scrunching up and a whiny note of sobbing begging entering her tone. “I-I’m s-so hungry and I-I just want some c-candy...”

Josh paused at that, his eyes narrowing slowly down at her. “I lived with my nieces and nephews for several years. Crocodile tears don’t work on me,” he stated flatly.

Silver Spoon stopped immediately, pursing her lips, snorting once. “Fine. Can you please get me something to eat?”

Josh nodded once, sliding down off the couch and stretching. “See? If you were nice from the start, then you wouldn’t have been standing there, hungry, for so long.”

Silver Spoon rolled her eyes, and Josh swallowed down the urge to delay feeding her even further.

Slipping past the filly, Josh headed for the kitchen, pushing open the door and looking around.

Looking back over his shoulder, he raised a brow. “So what do you want?”

“Sweets,” Silver Spoon said, pointing to a jar on a high shelf that Josh could easily reach.

Josh frowned slightly at that, and then shook his head. “No, you can have something decent to eat. It’s almost dinner time.”

“I want sweets!” Silver Spoon almost bellowed, surprising Josh.

Josh peered back over his shoulder, and then cast a glance towards the sink, giving a thin smile. “Okay, fine. You can have sweets... after you do the washing up.”

Silver Spoon shuddered as though someone had thrown a glass of cold water over her body. “No! No way!”

“Okay, cool.” Josh said calmly, leaning against the counter.

“That’s it?” Silver Spoon asked, blinking slowly.

“That’s it,” Josh affirmed.

“So I can have my sweets?” Silver Spoon asked hopefully.

Josh gave a slow, soft laugh, shaking his head.

Silver Spoon’s eyes narrowed slowly, and a low growl built in her throat. “This isn’t fair!”

“It is fair,” Josh said with a shrug of his shoulders, raising a brow at the filly. “If you want to eat sweets before dinner, then you have to do the washing up.”

Silver Spoon gave another low growl, and she pointed up at the jaw. “Give me them now! Or I’ll tell my father!”

Josh smiled sweetly, dropping down onto one knee and staring into the diminutive filly’s eyes, holding her gaze calmly. “I don’t really like your father. He’s aware of it. He basically blackmailed me into looking after you, and as long as you come out the other side alive and in one whole piece, I’ll consider it a job well done. But your enjoyment of this weekend depends entirely on your attitude, little missy, so you best start behaving or I’m going to feed you cold potatoes on bread for dinner.”

Silver Spoon’s ears pinned back slowly, and her hind-hooves danced back and forth at the monologue, and her eyes turned dark behind her glasses.

“Fine!” the filly spat, grumbling to herself. “I’ll do the stupid washing up!”

Josh nodded once, rising to his feet again, peering down at the pony, and then making a motion towards the sink.

Silver Spoon glowered up at him, before she turned and headed for the sink. She pushed a chair against the counter, and then leaped up onto it, huffing as she looked down at the sink like it was a foreign object.

Josh sighed, shaking his head and stepping up behind her, leaning forwards to flick one of the taps on. His other hand automatically found the centre of her back, resting there.

A sudden swift kick to his stomach made Josh double up, his eyes widening and all the wind leaving his body, his legs buckling as he dropped to the ground with a heavy thud, slightly dazed.

Silver Spoon glowered back at him, her eyes narrowed. “Don’t touch me!”

Josh sketched a salute in her direction, splaying out on his back with a low groan, holding his stomach. The filly had a surprisingly strong kick!

Wheezing faintly, Josh rose to his feet again, clenching his teeth and swaying unsteadily, before he gave a short little pained chuckle and leaned back over the pony to flick on the tap. “Please don’t do that again, or I’m going to throw you in there with the dishes.”

“I wouldn’t fit,” Silver Spoon said smugly.

Josh narrowed his eyes down at her. “I’d make you fit.”

Silver Spoon’s face drained of all colour and her ears pinned back, suddenly aware of how much taller he was than her.

Josh handed her a sponge, picking up the jar of dishwashing detergent with his other than and tipping some into the water.

Silver Spoon gave a slow smile as she took the sponge, watching the bubbles forming where the water was being agitated. “It’s just like a bubble bath!”

“Yeah, except you’re cleaning the plates, not yourself,” Josh pointed out, before he frowned slowly. “You’ve never done the dishes before?”

“Of course not! That is for servants!” Silver Spoon said with a shudder.

“And yet you’re prepared to do them now?” Josh asked cautiously.

“You’ve made it pretty clear that I won’t get any sweets if I don’t, and I won’t eat that crap cold potatoes for dinner, and I don’t want to be hungry all night,” Silver Spoon said with a glower up at him.

“Clever girl,” Josh said with a grin. He reached down to pat her condescendingly on the head, and then thought better of it.

Silver Spoon huffed faintly, taking one of the plates and dropping it straight into the water.

Josh leaped backwards, twisting out of the way, but Silver Spoon wore a faceful of soapy water across her face, her eyes thankfully protected by her glasses. Her perfect mane was instantly sodden and disgusting.

“Ugh!” Silver Spoon cried out, flailing her forehooves. “I-It got in my mouth!”

“You use it to clean the plates,” Josh said with a shake of his head, “So it won’t kill you.”

“My mane!” Silver Spoon almost shreiked.

Josh frowned, and then placed a finger on Silver Spoon’s lips to quieten her. The filly stared up at him with a murderous glower.

“Now, now, you can get cleaned up after the washing up is done. There’s barely anything there,” he said, motioning to the modest pile of plates and eating utensils, with a side of cups.

“My father is going to make life hell for you when he gets back,” Silver Spoon spat.

“And until then, you’re my bitch, so shush and clean,” Josh said with an idle smile.

Silver Spoon’s muzzle parted in an awed, outraged expression. “D-did you just call me a bitch?!”

“No, I said you were my bitch, there’s quite a lot of difference,” Josh pointed out, taking her hoof in one of his hands and then stuffing the sponge back into it, placing it on one of the plates. “Now clean.”

Silver Spoon said something under her breath that Josh was quite certain would be very insulting if it were coherent. The filly started to scrub at the plate, making a quick circular motion with the sponge and then placing it on the drying rack, as though she were laying it on a table.

Josh shook his head. “No, no, no. That’s all wrong.”

Silver Spoon growled low in her throat. “It’s perfect!”

“Would you eat off this?” Josh asked, holding up the plate to show her the solidified food still clinging to the outside of the plate. “Because if so, then I’ll be happy to serve dinner to you on this plate.”

Silver Spoon glowered at him even harder, snatching the plate back off him and going to throw it angrily back into the water. She paused then, a look of dawning comprehension coming over her, before she gently placed the plate in the water, careful of splashes.

Josh gave a soft laugh at that, leaning against the counter and watching the filly wash the dishes. She was a very naughty pony, and was cleaning with the stiff, weak motions of a young child, even though Josh felt that she should be old enough to do far more than that by herself.

Silver Spoon glowered at him as she finished up with the dishes, tugging out the plug and throwing it at him.

Josh swatted it aside with a start, blinking at her.

“Sweets!” Silver Spoon almost snarled.

Josh gave a wry grin, reaching up for the sweets jar and then taking the lid off it, holding it out for her.

Silver Spoon stuffed her hoof inside, grabbing a hoofful of the candy and shooting him one last venomous look before she turned and stalked away, busying herself with stuffing candy into her  mouth.

Josh watched her go, giving a long sigh, before he put the jar back, picked up the plug, and went to the sink. He refilled the sink, and then started to do the entire washing up again, to clean up all the spots that Silver Spoon had missed on the plates.





Josh gave a long sigh, stretching his shoulders and then arching his back, clenching his teeth slightly. The kitchen was made for ponies, and everything was lower than he expected, leading to a lot of stooping. He had just finished preparing a beetroot casserole, and it was cooking in the oven.

Giving a sigh of relief, he sat down and stretched to take the strain off his back, before he gave a faint groan and rose back to his feet.

Josh walked out of the kitchen, trying to remember the layout of the mansion. Silver Spoon was in the library if he was correct, and so he set for the east wing, pushing doors open as he went.

Eventually, Josh came to a locked door. Curtains were drawn over the door, but left a tiny sliver of the room beyond visible. Josh could see a bookcase filled with books, and the dance of light washing across the room. But it wasn’t the light of a candle or an electric light, but rather, that of a television set.

Television sets were a rather new thing for Equestria, but wealthy families would have access to them.

Josh frowned, pushing on the door lightly, finding it locked tightly. Silver Spoon had locked him out.

Humming to himself, he looked upwards, and then across the room, the doorway on the landing above. It was an old mansion, and the library would have many entrances, maybe one of them would be unlocked?

Josh had to hunt around for a minute or so to find a staircase to the second floor, doubling back to the library and trying the door. The handle turned smoothly, and the door opened silently inwards.

Smiling in triumph, Josh stepped into the library, moving to the railing that circled the upper floor and leaned over to call down to Silver Spoon smugly. But what he saw brought him up short, his eyes widening.

The large television set, powered by magic, cast a crystal-clear image on a screen of manufactured crystal. But it was the scene itself that was surprisingly.

It was a pair of pegasi, fucking.

Josh could only watch in surprise, staring at the two pegasi screwing each other quite vigorously in high definition. It was filmed on earth, judging by the quality of the light and the backdrop of an old factory. The current scene that he could see was only r-rated, showing barely anything of the two pegasi, with their wings blocking out most of the view.

Silver Spoon was focusing intently on the screen, the light glinting off her glasses as she bit her bottom lip, her cheeks visibly flushed with warmth. A yellow blanket was draped across her lower half, but Josh could clearly see a hoof stuffed between her thighs, grinding against herself.

The camera angle changed, to a full-blown x-rated view of the stallion’s thick cock spreading the mare’s plump outer lips as he earnestly drove himself into her. Silver Spoon gave a breathless gasp of delight, and then a high-pitched groan of delight, her hoof rubbing faster and more intently.

Josh could only stare.

How a filly had gotten hold of this material, he didn’t even know. He hadn’t even heard of any kind of production like this. Josh tried to go over it in his mind, thinking on everything that went into getting a movie into Equestria. The DVD-to-DVCD conversion required a special machine. One that a foal would not have access to. Every Equestria movie player could only take crystal discs, as they didn’t use a laser to read information.

Josh shook his head to try and clear it, casting from his mind the odd prospect of a filly getting hold of such a disc. Obviously, she had gotten her hooves on it somehow, and now she was watching it. He considered, for a moment, confronting her about it, but instead, he quietly withdrew, carefully closing the door behind himself.

Josh rubbed his forehead, giving the faintest of shivers, trying to get the undoubtedly arousing image of the young filly masturbating out of his mind.

> Sultry Silver
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Josh frowned down at the fireplace, his brows furrowing. He had seen a pony light a fire in the fireplace, and it was starting to get cold, so he didn’t want to sit in the cold all night. Sitting in front of him was a pair of crystals, a deep red in colour. They were apparently all that was needed to start a fire in Equestria.

Silver Spoon cleared her throat behind him, and Josh whirled, staring back over his shoulder. She was standing in the doorway, watching him, eyes narrowed, the light glinting off her glasses. “It’s time for my bath,” she said simply.

“Oh, okay,” Josh replied, turning back to the fireplace.

SIlver Spoon stamped her hoof. “What are you doing?”

“Trying to light the fire?” Josh offered, bewildered.

“I said, it’s time for my bath,” Silver Spoon said forcefully. “It’s on your list.” The filly tossed a yellow page at him, where it fluttered to the ground.

Josh raised a brow, picking up the list that he recognized from when he had arrived. At the very bottom of the list was a new entry, in messier writing, bad spelling, and a completely different style of handwriting.

give silver spoon a spospung bath

Josh pursed his lips, frowning at the piece of paper, and then staring up at the filly.

“Well... I suppose I could,” he said with a nod, and then a slow grin. “But you have to do the washing up after dinner.”

Silver Spoon frowned deeply, her ears splaying back. “But... but it says that you have to on the list!”

“I’ve never heard of a ‘spung’ before,” Josh said, scratching his chin with a fingertip. “I should ring up your father and get it clarified what he wants me to do...”

The filly’s eyes widened, and she flailed a forehoof. “N-no! I’ll do the washing up after dinner! B-but... it has to be a good sponge bath!”

Josh looked the filly up and down. “I’ll hold you to that.”





Josh leaned forwards, exhaling over the silver tile and then polishing it idly with his sleeve, bringing it up to a shiny, reflective cleanliness. “I wouldn’t be able to have a bath in here,” he said with a slow shake of his head. “I’d be too afraid of getting anything... well, dirty.”

The bathroom was clean enough to make a surgeon envious, with gleaming silver tiles, a shower, and a large jacuzzi in one corner, deep enough for Silver Spoon to stand in with her head only just cresting the surface.

The filly was already balancing on the edge of the tub, bent far over to test the water with her hoof.

Josh glanced over, frowning slightly, intending to make sure that the filly wasn’t going to tumble into the water. He was brought up short, however, when he saw her particular pose.

Silver Spoon was bent far over the tub, hoof reaching right down into the water to test it, but this had left her in a rather revealing position. Her hips were far, far higher than her shoulders, and her hindlegs were spread for balance, revealing absolutely everything to Josh’s glance.

Josh didn’t understand how ponies could go around without clothes, but most mares he had seen had a kind of supernatural talent of keeping their tails in just the right position to keep everything hidden at all times to all angles. Silver Spoon, however, was doing absolutely nothing to cover herself, giving the human an unexpected view of her underage pony cunt, completely exposed to him, unmissable.

Josh coughed faintly, clearing his throat and averting his eyes. “Warm enough for you?”

Silver Spoon wiggled in place happily, causing a rather enticing motion of her hips that Josh caught out of the corner of his eye. “Oh, yes, it’s warm enough!” she exclaimed, giving a languid stretch, somehow seeming even more lewd in her motions, before she slid into the tub without delay, giving a low, happy sigh.

The filly reached up and pulled her glasses off, rubbing them with a hoof to clean them before setting them on the side of the tub to dry.

“Sponges!” Silver Spoon declared, pointing with a hoof towards the edge of the tub, where a large, soft sponge was sitting.

Josh gave a faint sigh, shifting to sit on the edge of the tub, laying his left hand on the edge of the tub for balance, and then leaning down to dip the sponge into the water.

Silver Spoon stared at him for a long moment, giving him a confused look. “You’re supposed to squirt it first.”

Josh blinked once, casting his gaze about for what she was referring to, leaning back over the tub to pick up a purple plastic bottle, gently rocking it back and forth. There was a measure of some kind of purple liquid inside it, which he squirted liberally into the sponge, leaning back over the tub to reach for the filly.

Silver Spoon was towards the centre of the tub now, further away from the edge. Josh had to almost put his free hand into the water to prevent himself from falling into the tub. The young filly stretched out happily, lifting a hoof to tug her hairband out and tossing it aside, shaking out her mane to let it fall down her over neck and shoulders in a cascade of damp silver and white.

The filly was facing away from him, so Josh chose to scrub at her back with the sponge, lightly rubbing it up and down, squeezing it just enough to cause bubbles to form with the water.

“Higher,” Silver Spoon said, arching her back happily.

Josh complied, sliding the sponge a little higher up her back, scrubbing it between her shoulderblades slowly.

“My neck,” Silver Spoon said calmly, peering back at him with narrowed eyes, a sly smile spreading across her features as she tilted her head and held her mane aside with a hoof.

Josh stared at the filly for a moment, before he leaned even further over the tub and rubbed the spung right up across the back of her neck.

Silver Spoon shifted suddenly, leaning forwards further, and the lack of resistance made Josh fall straight into the water with a clumsily splash, coming up gasping with a faceful of bubbles.

The filly peered back at him over her shoulder coolly, tail giving a slow flick and swirl under the water. “You’re wet,” she stated calmly.

Josh harrumphed, pushing off the bottom of the tub with both hands and then kneeling in the water, scowling faintly. “I noticed.”

“Well... you should take off your clothes,” Silver Spoon said, her tail giving an even more telltale excited wiggle.

“Take my... clothes off?” Josh asked, staring at the filly for a long second.

“Yes, they’re wet. You’ll catch a cold,” Silver Spoon said, turning around in the tub to face him, purple eyes narrowing slowly.

“Yeah, okay, I’ll go change,” Josh said, pushing himself to his feet and wrinkling his nose at the sensation of his wet shoes on the bottom of the tub, weighing his feet down.

“Where are you going?” Silver Spoon asked blankly, staring at him.

“To get changed,” Josh stated, climbing out the tub with a wrinkled nose.

“No!” Silver Spoon exclaimed immediately. “Y-you can’t!”

“Why not?” Josh asked flatly, eyes narrowing at the filly.

“Because... uhm... I...” Silver Spoon trailed off, biting her bottom lip before flailing a forehoof, “Because you can’t stop your sponge bath!”

“I’ll just change when I’m done then,” Josh said with a heavy sigh, sitting on the edge of the tub and reaching down to slide off his shoes, tipping the water back into the bath before placing his shoes aside and then adding his socks.

“No, you’ll take them off now,” Silver Spoon said flatly, her eyes narrowing, the filly taking a step closer to him.

“Really?” Josh asked, giving a faint laugh.

“Really,” Silver Spoon reiterated, stamping her hoof, causing a splash. “Or I’ll tell my father!”

“Tell him... what?” Josh asked bluntly.

“That... that... that you weren’t listening to me!” Silver Spoon said with a huff, stomping her hoof again, drenching him in water once more.

Josh winced backwards, covering his face with his hands, glowering down at the little pony. “Why do you want me to take my clothes off?”

“I’m not wearing any,” Silver Spoon said bluntly, her eyes narrowing. “So it’s fair that you don’t wear any either. Plus, you’ll catch a cold. So take them off and get in the water with me.”

Josh’s eyes narrowed at the diminutive pony, and he gave a slow smile and a shake of his head. “Fine, fine,” she said, reaching for the hem of his shirt and pulling it up over his head, tossing it aside in a wet heap. Of course he didn’t believe the little pony’s reasons, but he decided to play along. Maybe she was just curious about what humans looked like?

Silver Spoon sat down in the water, staring at him with wide eyes, her tail giving an eager flick back and forth in the water, causing ripples in the bubbles.

Josh raised a brow at her, pursing his lips slightly as he stood, took a deep inhale, and then undid the front of his pants, pushing them down around his knees. He almost felt a twinge of embarrassment as his flaccid penis flopped out, shriveled and tiny like a prune after standing in the cool evening air in wet clothes.

Silver Spoon stared for several long, long moments, before giving a haughty sniff and chewing on her cheek.

“Seen enough yet?” Josh asked bluntly, raising a brow as he tossed his pants onto the floor where they landed with a wet splat.

“Um... yeah,” Silver Spoon said, looking crestfallen.

“Not what you were expecting?” Josh asked, sitting down in the water with a faint smirk.

“It’s kinda... small,” Silver Spoon admitted, frowning deeply.

“Well it’s a good thing you weren’t intending on eating it, huh? It wouldn’t even be a snack,” Josh said smartly, picking up the sponge again. “Now c’mere so you can have the rest of your sponge bath.”

Silver Spoon harrumphed, looking intensely disappointed as she slid over closer in the water and then pushed herself between his legs, turning around to sit between them, arching her back slightly and then stilling.

Josh lifted the sponge, starting to rub it slowly up and down the filly’s back, shifting just a little bit and pushing his thighs together just enough that if she decided to push back against him, she wouldn’t crush his junk.

Silver Spoon gave a happy hum, stretching her forehooves out, keeping her nose just barely above the water, ears splaying happily and a low croon leaving her.

Josh shifted slightly, stretching out in the water and relaxing, putting a little more pressure into his strokes, rubbing the sponge up and down her back firmly.

A happy sigh left the filly, and she lifted her mane to the side with a hoof.

Taking the hint, Josh lifted the sponge to rub and stroke at the back of her neck, right under where her mane usually sat. The filly gave a happy groan, closing her eyes and wiggling faintly in place. “That’s gooood...”

“I’m glad you’re having fun,” Josh said with a shake of his head, smiling faintly.

“My belly now,” Silver Spoon said, rolling over onto her back, lifting her head far enough for her nose to be above the water.

Josh raised a brow down at the pony, lifting the sponge to begin rubbing across the smooth stomach, scrubbing back and forth slowly.

The filly stretched out slowly with a low groan, reaching over with a hoof to tug out the plug. The water started to drain from the tub slowly.

“All done?” Josh asked hopefully.

“No, lower,” Silver Spoon said with a mischievous little grin.

Josh leaned in a little further as the water level receded, rubbing the sponge lower, down across her lower stomach, rubbing and kneading firmly.

Silver Spoon stared up at him for a long moment, stretching out on her back, her head just above the water spreading her hindlegs deliberately as she let the plug slide back into place. “Lower...” she purred.

With the water level lowered, Josh got an intermittent view of the young filly’s slit every time her eagerly flicking tail agitated the water. Her hindlegs were spread so far that it was putting a certain tension on the firm outer lips, giving him a glimpse of the pink in the centre of the slightly-spread cunt.

Raising a brow slowly, Josh stared down at her. “You understand that-”

“Shut up and rub lower!” Silver Spoon growled, her eyes narrowing at him slowly. “Or I’ll tell my father that you treated me terribly!”

Josh shook his head, pushing the sponge lower, rubbing at a point somewhere just above that underage filly cunny.

Silver Spoon gave a huff of frustration, curling around and shoving his wrist with both hooves, giving a hiss of satisfaction as the sponge grazed across her young sex. “Yesss... now clean.”

Josh pursed his lips, frowning down at the filly. “But-”

The filly growl, splashing him with a hoof. “Clean!”

Josh gave a faint sigh and then shook his head, “Fine, fine.” He leaned over her a little bit, rubbing the sponge back and forth slowly, just very lightly rubbing against her.

Silver Spoon gave a soft little purr of delight, arching her back and pushing her hips towards him, her hooves grasping against his hand eagerly. “Yesss... That’s good...”

Josh stared down at her, becoming aware of the fact that he was rubbing a sponge against an underaged filly’s tight young cunt. His eyes widened slowly, and his breathing increased in speed and intensity, feel a certain stirring starting in his loins.

The filly purred happily, resting her chin on her chest, eyes closed lightly and hindlegs twitching at the sensation of the sponge so gently rubbing between her thighs and against that soft filly cunt.

Josh shifted slightly, leaning further over the pony, not to get closer to her, but actually to wiggle his hips away from her, so that she wouldn’t become aware of the rapidly growing human erection pressing up against her. The sponge rubbed up and down between her thighs, and he frowned slightly, his cheeks warming as he put a little bit of a pressure into his motion, letting the soft sponge compress right up against her, and, more importantly, allow him to feel the contours of the tight filly cunny against his fingertips.

A slight shudder rolled through his form as he pushed his fingers up against that tight slit, feeling the way it spread and deformed slightly at the pressure, firm and yet soft against his fingertips. The sponge slipped aside out of his grasp, and he didn’t even notice at first.

Joshwas almost in a daze, running his fingertips up and down the underage filly cunt, tracing the outer lips with interest, while Silver Spoon stared at him.

He froze.

“Find something you like?” Silver Spoon asked coyly, her cheeks flushed lightly, giving him a coquettish smile.

Josh swallowed hard, realising that he was rubbing his fingers against that firm, furry filly funbox, and then quickly pulled back and shook his head. Alliteration made his head hurt.

He pushed himself off from the bottom of the tub, and then slid out entirely, quickly tugging down a towel from the rack and wrapping it about himself nervously. “A-ah... we’re done.”

“But I wanted to continue...” Silver Spoon said with a faint pout, her ears splayed back. “Please?”

Josh stared down at her, watching the filly spread her hindlegs invitingly, and he gave a faint shudder, shaking his head vigorously. “N-no. This is wrong.”

“It doesn’t feel wrong...” Silver Spoon murmured, pushing a hoof between her hindlegs to begin slowly rubbing back and forth.

“I-I need to cook dinner,” Josh squeaked, wrenching his eyes away and picking up his clothes, before opening the bathroom door and basically jogging away.

Silver Spoon stared after him, giving a long-suffering sigh and then a quiet whine of dissatisfaction, lifting her hoof from between her thighs and rolling back over onto her stomach.

> Stimulating Silver
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Josh stared blankly down into the pot as he idly stirred it with a wooden spoon, making sure the spaghetti within didn’t stick to the bottom and burn. He was still dressed in only a towel

The image of Silver Spoon on her back with her legs splayed was burned into his consciousness. The sensation of those soft outer lips and the tight flesh between was something that he just couldn’t forget. Half of him wanted to find Silver Spoon and go through with what she wanted, while the other half of him was screaming that it was wrong. Josh had never had a problem with younger girls, or fillies, being curious about boys. But going so far as to do anything with them?

Mentally shaking himself, Josh added some more ingredients to the soft spaghetti, frowning to himself.

There was a clatter from nearby, as Silver Spoon leaned too far against thenchair and sent it tumbling over. She squeaked in surprise, standing back up straight, cheeks flushing faintly as she stared up at him.

Josh raised an eyebrow slowly. “Were you spying on me?”

“Just looking,” Silver Spoon said coyly, stepping closer to him with a low little hum. “Human shapes are very cool.”

Josh slowly shook his head.

Silver Spoon scowled at his expression. “What?!”

“You’re being very blatant,” Josh admitted, frowning slightly.

“Blatant?” Silver Spoon asked, blinking once.

“Making your intentions known,” Josh explained, stirring the pot again.

Silver Spoon rolled her eyes, and then gave a sigh and a shrug. “Well, if you need me, I’ll be over here, playing with myself.” With a shrug of her little shoulders, Silver Spoon righted the chair, adjusted her glasses, and then crawled up onto the chair, facing him, watching him intently.

“Playing by yourself,” Josh corrected automatically, not even looking up.

Silver Spoon just smiled at him innocently.

Josh looked up after a few moments of silence, slightly off-put.

Silver Spoon gave a low hum, shifting slightly in the chair, splaying her hindlegs to expose herself to him. The tight filly cunt was perfectly in view, with the soft outer lips spread just slightly with the angle of her hindlegs, revealing a sliver of soft pink from within.

Josh could only stare as Silver Spoon pushed her hoof down her form, biting her bottom lip and flushing as she started to rub her hoof slowly against that soft cunny.

Josh bit his tongue so hard he tasted blood, wrenching his eyes away and returning his attention to the pot, stirring it with jerky motions of his hand.

Silver Spoon gave a low moan, rubbing at herself a little more intently with her hoof, tail giving a slow flick back and forth against the chair. She bit her bottom lip, giving a heated exhalation, sliding both hooves down her form to grasp at her inner thighs, spreading herself open lewdly.

After several long moments, Josh stole a glance, eyes widening at the sight of the filly spreading herself open for him like that. He swallowed hard, stirring the pot again, wrenching his eyes away.

“Do you like what you see?” Silver Spoon asked, her voice dripping with desire. “You sure seem to…”

Josh gave a helpless shudder, dropping the wooden spoon against the edge of the pot, digging around for a frying pan in the cupboard and placing it on the counter. “I erm… need you to stir the pot,” he said distractedly, pointing.

Silver Spoon scowled at that, her hoof pausing against herself. “What? Why?”

“Because I only have two hands,” Josh pointed out, wiggling his fingers at her. “So, like, stir the pot. Or it’s cold potatoes on bread.”

Silver Spoon pursed her lips at that, huffing and sliding down of the chair, pushing it over to the counter and then climbing up onto it, placing one hoof on the edge of the stove and stirring it with the other.

Josh gave a faint sigh of relief as the tempting view of the little filly playing with herself was taken away, so he could focus solely on heating the frying pan and doing exactly nothing with it.

Silver Spoon hummed faintly to herself, leaning over to inhale the scent coming off the boiling pot. “It smells good,” she said, rump swaying back and forth, silvery tail twitching this way and that.

Josh looked back over his shoulder, feeling his face flushing with warmth again as he caught sight of that tight little filly cunt in brief flashes as her tail slid back and forth behind her.

The young filly looked back over her shoulder, following his line of sight with a slow, naughty grin, and then deliberately lifting her tail, swirling it to the side to expose herself to him completely. “You’re staring again,” she sing-songed.

Josh gave a nod, wrenching his eyes away and staring down at the frying pan, not exactly sure what he was going to do with it.

Silver Spoon gave a naughty giggle, dropping the spoon and then sliding her hoof back to push between her hindlegs, rubbing slowly at the top of her eager little filly cunt.

Josh stepped up behind her, sighing and shaking his head. “Focus on stirring, or it’ll burn.”

Silver Spoon scowled at that. “But I need to rub at myself!”

“You do not need to,” Josh said, shaking his head, shifting his weight from one foot, to the other.

“Fine!” Silver Spoon huffed, returning her hoof to the wooden spoon and starting to stir again.

“For fuck’s sake,” Josh breathed, staring down at the little filly.

Silver Spoon perked an ear up at that, looking back over her shoulder a moment, opening her mouth to ask something.

Josh dropped to one knee, grasping her rump in both palms, applying a little bit of pressure, spreading her open with the touch.

The filly gave a start at that, before a low little croon left her throat, and she innocently turned back to stirring, lifting and swirling her tail to the side again.

Josh swallowed thickly, staring from just a few inches away, thumbs sliding inwards to lightly rub up and down either side of that tight, puffy little filly cunt, lightly touching at her. Already, a faint sheen of moisture was visible on the smooth pink flesh between the soft outer lips.

Josh shook his head, biting the inside of his cheek, before pushing a palm directly up between her thighs, grinding slowly up against that soft little cunt.

Silver Spoon gave a low groan, her back arching and stirring faltering.

“Keep stirring,” Josh murmured, dropping down onto his knees properly, staring between her thighs as he rubbed back and forth against her, trailing his index finger up and down the length of that tight little cunt.

The filly nodded jerkily, distractedly returning to stirring with the wooden spoon, her motions slow and faltering. Her entire form seemed to tense slightly and then relax in time with his rubbing.

Josh bit his tongue, even as he twisted his hand and then began to push a single digit into the tight little cunny, watching with wide eyes as the tight outer lips at first spread for the entry and then swallowed it up completely, squeezing around it tightly. “H-holy fuck.”

Silver Spoon’s back arched and she gave a faint cry of delight, her ears pinning back and tail twitching back and forth, slapping him across the face once or twice, before he used his free hand to grasp around the base and keep it from swishing.

Gently, Josh started to work the digit back and forth inside that tight filly cunt, watching the way the soft grey outer lips spread and squeezed around it, feeling the blood rushing to his face and a certain other area. The sensation of the surprisingly warm and clenching depths around his finger were undoubtedly arousing.

A low moan left the filly, and her hips rolled on instinct, one of her hindlegs lifting and then stomping down on the chair as she shuddered and gasped in delight. “K-keep going!” she panted, not a question, not a demand, but an order.

“As you wish,” Josh murmured, grasping her rump with his free hand and then pressing a second finger into her body, watching with unguarded interest as the tight filly cunt spread even further to accept the second intrusion.

“Y-yes!” Silver Spoon almost screamed, collapsing across the front of the stove. There was a paue of about a quarter second before she gave another scream, this one filled with shock and pain, as she dragged her hoof back from the boiling pot and stuffed it in her muzzle, whimpering.

Josh slid his fingers out of her, his face draining of blood as he lifted her up bodily and set her down on the counter, frowning deeply.

Silver Spoon was still suckling on the edge of her hoof, whimpering faintly, glasses askew.

“Gimme a look,” Josh said.

Silver Spoon stared up at him, giving a slow, naughty smile and then nodded once, spreading her hindlegs.

“You just basically put your hoof in a boiling pot of water and you’re more interested in that?” Josh asked, exasperated.

Silver Spoon nodded mutely, not removing her hoof from her mouth, staring at him with wide purple eyes.

Josh stared down at her for several long moments, one of his hands twitching to the side to turn of the stove, before he dropping down to one knee and pressed his mouth between her thighs.

Silver Spoon gave a muffled gasp around her mouthful, her back arching and eyes widening further as she felt him lick directly at her moist cunt, dragging his tongue across her underage sex. Her face warmed and she shuddered, her free hoof grasping at the back of his head in earnest.

Josh shuddered faintly at the taste and scent of the little filly in his mouth, pressing his lips against her a little bit more firmly, tongue grinding up along the edges of that tight little filly funbox.

Silver Spoon gave another soft whimper, her hindlegs spreading all the more eagerly, grinding her hips towards his face, even as she pushed his face into her crotch with her hoof, eagerly coaxing him to work harder.

Giving a faint shudder, Josh lifted both hands, resting them lightly on her inner thighs, his thumbs grasping at those soft outer lips and then tugging them open with a firm pressure exposing the moist inner flesh to his attentions. Without hesitation, Josh laved his tongue firmly up against her, dragging the warm lick right across the inner flesh, grinding his tongue against her firmly to press a little bit deeper into her spread cunt.

Silver Spoon gave a muffled screaming around her hoof, her entire body convulsing, tight depths clenching at his tongue surprisingly firmly as a gush of her liquids spilled from deep inside her convulsing body.

Josh was taken by surprise, blinking up at her as he suddenly found his tongue and lips awash in a slick gush of her filly juices, drooling down his chin and throat.

Silver Spoon gave a low whimper, slowly relaxing, removing her hoof from her mouth and panting hard, her entire form rocking with the intensity of her breathing. Josh gave a helpless laugh, rising unsteadily back to his feet, giving a fake little bow. “That’s what you wanted, right?”

“Oh sweet Celestia yes!” Silver Spoon squeaked breathlessly, lifting her good hoof to straighten up her glasses, giving a helpless shudder and whimper. “That felt soooo good!”

Josh gave a faint smile at that, tightening the towel around his waist. “Well I’m glad you enjoyed it. Now you can leave me alone to cook dinner.”

Silver Spoon paused at that, giving a faint little hum, looking thoughtful, before she had a look of realisation flit across her features.

Josh slowly raised a brow.

The little filly peered up at him coquettishly, spreading her hindlegs again and curling around to grab his waist with her forehooves, tugging at the towel eagerly. She stared up at him, deliberately licking her lips in a clumsy attempt at being flirtatious. “I might be a vegetarian… but I’d sure love to taste your meat.”

Josh stared down at the filly for several long, long moments, blinking slowly. He stared for a full three seconds, before bursting out laughing, holding his stomach and almost doubling over.

Silver Spoon glowered at that, her expression turning nasty as she thumped his hip with a hoof. “Why are you laughing?! The stallion in the video loved it when she said that!”

Josh just shook his head, trying to catch his breath. “You have no idea how corny that line is!”

“I didn’t even mention corn!” Silver Spoon protested, pushing at his hips firmly with her hoof.

Losing his balance, Josh thudded down on his butt, blinking up at the filly. She was holding his towel in her hoof, smirking down at him. With a casual flick of her hoof, she tossed it aside, and then stepped elegantly down off the counter and then onto the chair, stalking towards him.

“It’s bigger now!” Silver Spoon pointed out excitedly, staring between his thighs and licking her lips eagerly.

Josh winced slightly, resisting the urge to cover himself. “Well… yeah.”

“Now it’s more like what was in the movie!” Silver Spoon said happily, bouncing slightly in place and then stepping up his form, clumsily placing her hooves on either side of his thighs, leaning in until her nose bumped up against it.

“You… do know what you’re doing, right?” Josh asked nervously, lifting a hand to rest on her mane, ready to tug her backwards and away from him if he suspected anything bad was about to happen.

“I’m going to taste your sausage,” Silver Spoon said with a sage nod, expression completely straight.

Josh slowly shook his head, lifting his free hand to cover his mouth to stifle his growing laughter.

Silver Spoon scowled at him, shifting her weight, and then shoved her mouth down his cock, right to the very base, in one swift, eager motion.

Josh gasped and arched in surprise, lurching slightly at the sudden engulfing of his stiff cock.

Silver Spoon’s eyes widened and she swallowed around his tip on reflex, gagging and spluttering as she pulled back and gasped for air, coughing faintly.

Josh just shook his head at her slowly. “That is not something you should do right at the outset.”

“Don’t tell me what to do!” Silver Spoon snarled, pushing his chest firmly with a hoof, flattening him out across the ground as she moved to stand beside him, a look of determination on her young face as she hovered her nose over his member. She took several long, deep breaths to prepare herself, and then pushed herself over him again, sinking right down to his base. Her eyes clenched closed, and a pair of tears wended down her cheeks from the corners of her eyes, even as she swallowed and gagged around him repeatedly, panting hard through her nose.

Josh grimaced slightly at what the little filly was doing, his hips rolling on reflex, especially with the constant swallowing and gagging causing a repeated delightful tugging and squeezing around his member. “Silver, look, just stop, you’re going to hurt yourself!”

Silver Spoon growled heatedly around his member at being told what to do, and the vibrations made him arch and clench his toes against the floor, grasping her mane a little bit tighter with his fingers, swearing softly.

After several long moments, Silver Spoon stilled, no longer gagging or swallowing, panting heavily through her nose, her exhalations tickling his stomach. She paused, and then gave a triumphant smile around her mouthful, panting and staring up at him.

Josh tilted his head at her, reaching down and gently taking her glasses off, folding them and placing them aside. “You look so… goddamn sexy like that,” he admitted, staring at her, panting faintly.

Silver Spoon smiled happily at the praise, and then furrowed her brows, tilting her head slightly to one side, and then the other.

Josh winced each time, as the tight throat squeeze and gyrated around him with her motions.

With a gasp for air, Silver Spoon pulled off him, panting heavily, mouth hanging open, chest heaving. “You didn’t… you know…”

“Cum?” Josh asked breathlessly, as the little filly swiped at the strings of saliva leaking down her chin with distaste.

“Yeah, that,” Silver Spoon said, wrinkling her nose. “The stallion did in the movie!”

Josh took a long, deep breath, considering lying, but by that point, his morals were in a shallow grave and his conscience was in the witness protection program. “You… you uhh, need to bob your head on it. Bounce up and down. Like… well, not exactly like a lollipop.”

Silver Spoon blinked at that, and then nodded, pushing forwards again and taking his tip into her mouth, surprisingly strong tongue slowly washing around the tip of his member over and over again. She closed her lips around him, and then started to suckle firmly, slowly beginning to bob her head on him. Purple eyes stared up at him inquisitively, as though to ask if she were doing it right.

“F-fuck yes, like that,” Josh panted, stroking encouragingly at the base of her ears with one hand while the other rested on the ground behind him for leverage. His hips rolled on reflex, helplessly grinding up towards the bobbing muzzle. “Try going… faster.”

Silver Spoon nodded, causing a very interesting sensation around the cock in her mouth and making Josh shuddered in delight, even as she started to bob her muzzle all the more firmly on him, working up and down firmly. The little filly took another step forwards, to get a better angle, forehooves resting on either side of his hips, his tip starting to nudge up against the back of her throat.

Josh gave a helpless groan, his hips jerking and rolling on reflex, trying to get a little bit deeper into the tight young filly muzzle, watching with unguarded interest as she swallowed his cock over and over again.

One of Silver Spoon’s hooves slid back, pushing up between her hindlegs to rub at herself, and she gave an eager groan around her mouthful.

Josh panted hard at that, watching with wide eyes as the little filly started to play with herself, even as she eagerly bobbed on and suckled around his cock. He couldn’t help but picture it in his mind, that little hoof grinding over the drooling filly cunt again and again… A helpless groan left the human, and he pushed at her forehead with a palm. “C-c’mon now. Time to stop.”

Silver Spoon gave a lustful, intent, negatory growl, shaking her head and working him all the more eagerly in her muzzle.

Josh bared his teeth at the increase in pace, starting to throb urgently in her mouth. “N-no seriously, stop!” he hissed, pushing at her muzzle.

Silver Spoon gave a low growl around her mouthful, the muffled sound vibrating all around him. She slid both forehooves forwards, wrapping around his lower body to keep him from pushing her away, burying her muzzle over him and fervently bobbing on his cock.

Josh arched under her attentions, his entire form tensing up and palms grasping the side of her head, trying to push her back in vain. Baring his teeth, his hands went from trying to push her away to actively helping, tugging her down over his throbbing cock as he humped up into her muzzle several times, pulsing cock unloading directly into her young muzzle.

Silver Spoon’s eyes widened, and she spluttered slightly as she felt bursts of urgent human spunk spilling into her muzzle, coating the back of her throat in the thick mess. She swallowed fervently around him in reflex, gagging at the sheer volume of unexpected spunk filling her mouth, before she pulled back, whimpering at the taste in her mouth and holding the tip of his cock in her lips, letting it shoot the gooey warm splatters across her tongue again and again.

After several long, glorious seconds, Josh’s spurts tapered off, and he gave a low, helpless moan, collapsing onto his back, splaying out flat. “H-holy fuck!”

Silver Spoon gave an eager little giggle around her mouthful, popping off of his cock and holding her lips firmly sealed, nudging his stomach with a hoof for attention.

Josh blearily lifted his head, blinking several times and trying to focus, even as Silver Spoon smirked at him and then opened her muzzle up lewdly, revealing the mouthful of his spunk that she hadn’t swallowed. “Jesus christ,” Josh murmured, shaking his head in disbelief.

Silver Spoon gave a muffled giggle and a faint, thoughtful hum, tilting her head back and swallowing audibly, before leaning in and dragging a warm series of licks all around his used member, cleaning him up.

“Did I do just as good as the movie?” she asked brightly, crawling up his form and then splaying across his stomach, grinning at him.

Josh gave a weak nod. “I should hope so.”

Silver Spoon gave an eager hum at that, rolling her hips against him. “Can we do everything else they did in the movie?!”

Josh shook his head vigorously. “No, no, and no. That is just totally out of the question.”

Silver Spoon pouted at that, bottom lip quivering, eyes starting to water, even as she rolled her hips against him suggestively. “Pleeeease?”

Josh bit the inside of his cheek, and looked away, grimacing. “Well… ugh, fine! But you have to wait until after dinner. And only if you’re on your very, very best behavior.”

Silver Spoon gave a thoughtful hum at that, and then nodded eagerly. “Deal!”

The young filly slid off him, sauntering towards the table and then pulling herself up onto it, setting about cleaning up her chin and cheeks of his liquids.

Josh stared after her, before splaying out flat again, naked on the kitchen floor.
> Satisfying Silver
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Silver Spoon was fidgety and restless for the entirety of dinner, rocking back and forth in her chair and pausing in between bites of her meal to stuff a hoof between her hindlegs and grind eagerly at her aching filly cunt. She smiled at Josh the entire time she did it, moaning softly, but just a little more louder than absolutely necessary, staring into his eyes all the while, biting her bottom lip as she masturbated openly.

Josh had a hard time focusing on the food, finding his mouth dry and his attention obviously distracted.

Silver Spoon gave a low groan, and then slipped her hoof up to her lips, slowly swirling her tongue along the messy edge of it, watching him all the while.

Josh resisted the urge to slip his own hand under the table and start masturbating right along with her.

“S-stop that,” Josh managed to get out after a few moments.

“Stop what?” Silver Spoon asked innocently, suckling at the edge of her hoof with a wicked smile at him. “I’m just cleaning… and I know you like it. You can’t stop staring...”

With a faint hum, the filly lightly swirled her tongue along the edge of her hoof, ensuring that he could see the work of the soft muscle grinding over the furred limb, slick with her moisture and now also her saliva.

“J-just eat your dinner,” Josh muttered, shaking his head and wrenching his eyes away, focusing on shoveling down the vegetarian meal.

Silver Spoon gave a faint sound of agitation and started to eat her food with one hoof, while returning the other between her thighs, grinding against herself openly. Her spread hindlegs and the drooling filly cunt were hidden underneath the table, though it left no doubt as to what she was doing.

Josh quickly forked down the rest of his meal and then rose, taking his plate and fork with him, heading for the kitchen. “Just put your plate in the sink when you’re done okay bye!” he stammered as he brushed past her, almost jogging for the kitchen.

Silver Spoon opened her mouth to say something, but then he was gone. The filly harrumphed faintly, returning to her food, giving a faint, distracted moan as she ground her hoof against herself all the more firmly.





Josh gave a faint shudder, leaning against the kitchen door, his plate on the counter, his erect cock in his hand, watching the table with rapt interest.

Silver Spoon was facing away from him, still eating, and still eagerly rubbing her hoof against herself. She didn’t even know he was still watching her, he was sure.

Josh could still hear her faint whimpers and whines as she rubbed at herself, and he was certain that the hardwood chair would be slick with her moisture by now, that soft, moist filly cunny drooling all her slick liquids over the hard surface as she ground her little hips towards it…

Mentally shaking himself, Josh turned to leave, to retreat to somewhere else in that giant mansion where the tempting filly wouldn’t be there to tease him and coax him into such carnal acts.

The softest of groans left the filly, needy and intense, and she rose to her hooves, one hoof resting on the table for balance, the other hoof pushing between her hindlegs to rub eagerly at her little cunt, grinding over the soft, pliable lips. With the lifting of her hips, her rump was visible to him, and that tight, slick, underage cunt was perfectly in view, just begging to be used.

Cursing softly to himself, Josh pushed his pants down the rest of the way and kicked them into the corner, his hands shaking as he started to make his way towards the table again. “I’m going to fuck that filly cunt…” he murmured to himself, almost in a daze, staring at the exposed flesh of the little filly, watching her rub herself so eagerly.

Silver Spoon squeaked in surprise and almost collapsed as she felt the arms wrap around her from behind, pulling her up powerfully until her back was against the back of the chair and her hindlegs automatically slipped her under her, so that she slid down to be seated awkwardly against the back of the chair. 

“H-hey?! What’re you doing?!” Silver Spoon asked, flailing a hoof back at him in agitation.

Josh swallowed faintly, staring down at her over the back of her chair, even as she turned to look up at him, upside-down. One of his hands lightly stroking across her stomach, while the other slid fingertips down across her inner thighs, and then pushed firmly up between them, pressing against the soft lips of her cunt.

Silver Spoon gave a soft sound of surprise and mingled realisation, before moaning faintly and rolling her hips. “Y-yes…” she whimpered faintly, “F-feels so much better when you do it...”

Josh gave a helpless shudder as he felt the impossibly soft, but still very firm lips of her little cunt against his fingertips, pushing down further to cup the mound of her underage sex in his palm, lightly rubbing back and forth against it.

“Y-your fingers…” Silver Spoon whimpered, a hoof reaching down to grasp his wrist imploringly. “P-put your fingers i-inside me please!”

“So fucking n-needy,” Josh gasped, twisting his hand to begin sinking a single digit into the tight little filly, grinding up against her for a moment before spreading her open and sinking inside. The fleshy walls of her cunny instantly grasped around the digit, squeezing on it intently, so tight and warm. Josh could only imagine how tight it was going to be when he shoved his cock in there…

Silver Spoon gave a wanton moan, spreading her hindlegs even further, rocking her hips towards his finger with an urgent whimper. “M-more!” she demanded, her voice wavering.

Shuddering, Josh slid around the chair, grasping the filly’s middle, picking her up and taking her into his arms. One sweep of his free arm pushed her plate and the contents of her uneaten dinner to the floor, scattering it.

An excited giggle left the filly as Josh laid her out on the table in front of him, pushing her down onto her back. With a shaky little shudder, she spread her hindlegs, exposing herself to him, a slick dribble of her moisture visibly drooling down over her tailbase. “A-are you going to… t-to screw me?” she asked hopefully, parroting a line from the movie, but obviously knowing the intent of the line.



“Please do!” Silver Spoon pleaded, lifting a hoof to adjust her askew glassed, before trailing the same hoof down her form to rub at her aching cunt. “I need it…”

Josh bit his tongue, watching a trickle of liquid spill from her clenching filly funbox, pushing his thumb up against her to lightly rub the moisture across the soft entrance.

Silver Spoon gave a low moan, biting her bottom lip and pushing a hindhoof against his chest needfully. “Are you going to f-f-fuck me or just stare?!”

Josh looked up sharply at her words, and Silver Spoon flushed deeply, turning a delicate shade of crimson as she rolled her hips against his thumb in helpless need. “Please f-fuck me!”

Shuddering, Josh rose to his feet, finding that the table was at the perfect height for this. Thankfully, ponies had low tables. Just low enough that a filly on her back was at the perfect fuck height.

Silver Spoon stared at him hungrily, her mouth opening in a silent expression of need. One of her hooves slid down to grind against her drooling cunt needily. “I-I’ve been a good girl!” she implored. “You said you’d f-f-fuck me if I was a good girl!”

Josh bit his tongue harder, taking a step forwards and giving a faint gasp as he let the underside of his cock press in against her, pushing right up against her soft underage cunt.

Silver Spoon gave a helpless whine, wrapping her hindlegs around his hips, squeezing him surprisingly hard with her strong hooves, forcing him to grind against her needy cunt, even as she tightened around him to force him to hot-dog against her filly cunt.

Josh stared down at her, his hands finding her hips, rolling his hips against her to work the underside of his cock quite deliberately against the filly cunny. “This is so wrong…” he murmured, eyes widening as the full realisation of what he was about to do hit him.

“I don’t care!” Silver Spoon whimpered, grinding herself against him almost urgently, slicking the underside of his cock with her moisture. “I-I need it…”

A helpless growl left the human as he ground his hips against the young filly, grinding his cock along her wet, young cunt. “I can’t believe I’m going to do this…”

“S-stop talking about it and j-just do it then…” Silver Spoon whimpered, rolling her hips against him in earnest, grinding her heated filly sex against his stiff cock.

“Say it again…” Josh murmured, shifting closer to her, giving a deliberate hard grind against her cunt.

Silver Spoon arched and gave a low groan at the harder grind, rocking her hips towards him eagerly, ears twitching at his demand. “W-what?”

“Ask me to fuck you again,” Josh murmured lustfully, working himself against her in a full, slow grind, until his cocktip slid down and pushed right up against the base of her wonderfully underage pussy.

Silver Spoon’s eyes widened and she quivered in anticipation, stiffening slightly. “F-f-f-fuck me?” she stammered timidly, peering up at him with wide eyes.

Josh leaned forwards, shoving his hips against her own, forcing her to spread around the tip of his cock, sinking the first inch of his stiffness inside her, pressing her open.

A scream left the filly as she was penetrated for the first time, eyes wide and hooves flailing at the air, stiffening entirely before going limp, whimpering softly to herself, biting one of her hooves.

Josh stared down at her with wide eyes, rolling his hips slowly, delighting in the feel of her impossibly tight cunt squeezing around him but also fearing that he had hurt her. “Silver? Are you okay?”

The filly whined and rocked from side to side, mumbling something incoherently into her hoof, glasses completely askew, eyes clenched closed.

“...Silver?” Josh asked hesitantly, starting to tug backwards out of her, quite certain that he had made a terrible, terrible mistake.

“F-fuck me!” Silver Spoon wailed, throwing her forehooves around his neck and squeezing him with a powerful, intent grasp, pushing her hips towards him and whining aloud as it sank another inch or two of stiff human cock into her underage pussy.

“Jesus!” josh exclaimed, his hands automatically finding her hips as he felt her hungry foal cunt grasping around him hungrily, almost seeming to suck him inwards, even as the tightness tried to keep him out.

“Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Silver Spoon screamed, paying no mind to trying to be silent, grinding her hips towards him urgently.

“Such a needy little filly!” Josh gasped, squeezing her hips with his hands, palms resting on her cutie marks, helping to hold her in place as he began to rock back and forth. A soft groan left him as he pressed a tiny bit deeper inside the needy filly, grinding against her eagerly. “Silver… open your legs…”

Silver Spoon gave a helplessly groan, pushing back against each of his motions with an eager roll of her hips. “F-fuck me fu-fuck me fuck m-me…” she whined incoherently, squeezing him even tighter with her hooves. The grasp of her hooves was nothing, however, compared to the far more intimate embrace of her eager cunt clenching in earnest around his stiffened cock.

Josh bared his teeth as she squeezed around him even tighter, a hand lifting, grasping one of her legs in his palm and forcing her things open, leaning back to peer down at where their bodies joined.

Silver Spoon’s eyes snapped open as her legs were spread, and she flushed even further, whining faintly as she curled to stare up at him, pawing weakly at his chest with a forehoof. “W-why did you stop?”

“You were squeezing too tight, I couldn’t move my hips,” Josh pointed out, frowning down at her.

The filly arched further, staring down between her thighs, her eyes boggling. “Y-you’re barely even inside yet!”

“I know,” Josh said with a lustful stare down at her, sliding back as far as he could without exiting the sweet grasp of her underage cunny, and then sinking back inside with a firm thrust, pushing just a tiny bit deeper than before.

Silver Spoon’s eyes widened and she screamed aloud, falling backwards and arching in rapid spasms, her slick cunt spilling a gush of liquids from it that rapidly coated his stiff length as the foal orgasmed instantly. The tight depths cinched down on him even further, squeezing him so hard it almost started to hurt, the soft, clenching inner walls conforming to every contour of the meager few inches he had buried inside her.

After several long moments of bliss, Silver Spoon came down from the clouds, giving an incoherent moan, a hindleg twitching slowly.

“We’re not done yet…” Josh whispered into one of her ears lustfully.

Silver Spoon’s eyes opened and then widened, her back arching and hips rolling towards him weakly. “Y-yes… m-more! Fuck… f-fuck me!”

Josh leaned over the filly further, grasping her hips all the more firmly and then shoving himself into her eagerly, working a tiny bit deeper, stretching her even further around his eager cock. His hips started to rock back and forth, sliding himself out of her, and then back inside, each firm press of his hips earning a tiny orgasm from the overstimulated foal.

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Silver Spoon screamed in orgasmic delight, grasping him tightly with her forehooves and then squeezing him hard with her hindlegs as he thrust into her, shoving her hips towards him in mindless lust. Another scream left the filly, this one tinged with pain as she suddenly found inches of human cock buried in her and his balls resting against her rump, spreading her entirely, his tip hitting up against something deep inside her that sent a shock through her very core.

“Fuck!” Josh snarled, as he was inadvertently forced balls-deep in the needy foal. He could feel his tip crammed up against her very deepest barrier, spreading the foal as far as was possibly without harming her.

“Oh gosh oh gosh oh gosh oh I-I.. i-it oh my gosh…” Silver Spoon devolved into a babble of incoherent words, interspersed with begging of ‘fuck me!’.

Josh rolled his hips against her, watching the foal spasm and cry out as he ground against her deepest barrier, each touch to it sending a shock of pure raw sensation through her entire form, making her jerk and spasm.

“F-fuck me!” the filly snarled, grasping his shoulders with her hooves in a powerful squeeze. “F-fuck me fuck me FUCK ME!”

Grinning down at the needy filly, Josh leaned over her, grasping her hips and sliding back before shoving deep inside her again, making sure to grind his tip up against that barrier, cramming himself inside her entirely.

The tight, underage cunny squeezed around him intently, clenching and grasping at his stiffened cock, each press against her deepest regions causing a firm spasm and renewed clench around him, each milking motion seemingly designed to coax out his orgasm.

“Oh f-fuck…” Josh groaned, hammering a series of urgent thrusts into the spasming filly funbox, hips slapping against her own firmly. “Not going to last long like this…”

“P-please! F-fuck me!” Silver Spoon whined, grasping around him even tighter with her forehooves, her entire form tensing up as she bit down on her bottom lip so hard she drew blood. The filly threw her head back, screaming to the ceiling, thrashing on the table as her most powerful orgasm yet crashed over her, rendering her a limp puddle of eager filly, drooling her liquids fitfully down her inner thighs and across the table to drip to the floor.

With a gasp, Josh tugged himself out of her clenching foal funbox, grinding his aching, throbbing cock against the plump, no longer virgin folds on her moist cunny.

Silver Spoon gave a shudder, slowly coming back down from the clouds again, panting hard as she twisted to stare at him, glasses entirely askew. “I-it’s over?” she asked with a quiet whimper, cheeks flushed deeply as she curled to stare between her thighs and at the clear fluids she had so liberally spilled, only deepening her blush.

Josh gave a nod, panting faintly and lifting a palm to stroke through her mane. “Y-yeah. It’s over.” With a soft groan, he ground his aching cock against her wet, eager cunt once more, giving a faint sigh as he resigned himself to not getting to finish.

Silver Spoon nodded with a soft, indistinct groan of delight, curling around even further and washing the tip of his cock with several warm licks of her velvet soft tongue.

Josh almost lost it right there, bucking against her, teeth clenching.

Silver Spoon giggled, staring up at him for a long moment, swallowing and composing her, adjusting her glasses. She wiggled out from under him, dropping off the table without another word. She picked up her plate, and then headed for the kitchen without a word.

Josh, half-naked and with a raging erection, slowly relaxed, sitting back down on the chair and panting heavily to himself. Somehow, finishing inside the filly seemed to be somehow more reprehensible than fucking her. Or coming in her mouth. Shuddering, Josh found himself already cursing his restraint. It would have been wonderful to just hold deep inside that tight filly cunt and spill his load all over those squeezing inner walls…

“Can you come show me how to do this?” Silver Spoon called innocently.

Josh snapped out of his trance, shaking his head rapidly to clear it. He rose to his feet, turning towards the kitchen.

Silver Spoon was standing on a chair, hindlegs resting on it and forehooves on the edge of the sink, running the water to fill it up. But her hips were lifted high, and her chest was lowered so that it touched the edge of the counter, her tail flicked to the side to completely expose her moist underage sex to his gaze.

Josh, who was starting to go soft, instantly felt himself harden again, staring at the present filly.

“Just… come and step up behind me…” Silver Spoon murmured, waving her rump back and forth innocently.

Josh wasn’t sure if Silver Spoon was doing it unconsciously or was deliberately trying to tempt him into screwing her into the counter. But then one of the filly’s hooves slipped back to grasp her rump, squeezing firmly and spreading herself open, causing a clear dribble of her liquids to spill free from the exposed pink folds.

Stepping forwards uncertainly, Josh moved up behind the filly, leaning over her, resting the warm weight of his again-stiff cock against her rump.

Silver Spoon gave a low croon, rocking her hips back against him, grinding her rump up and down the length of his cock. “You’ll need to get closer…” she whispered eagerly, firmly pushing against him.

Josh bared his teeth, grasping the filly’s rump with his palms, shifting to grind his stiffened cock against the still wet cunt, giving a helpless groan.

“I… I want you to…” Silver Spoon gave a shudder, her cheeks flushing deeply, a hoof lifting to adjust her glasses again as she stumbled over the foreign words. “I-I want you to c-cum in me…”

Josh felt his neck and face warm at her words, his eyes widening slightly as he grasped her hips more firmly and then shoved himself deep inside her once more, spreading her until his tip was crammed up against her very cervix again.

Silver Spoon screamed again, grasping the sink tightly with her forehooves at the surprising shock that rushed through her. It wasn’t entirely pleasant, but it was intense. Already discovering Josh’s ‘buttons’, she peered back at him over her shoulder, panting lustfully. “I-I want to feel it all… all warm and gooey… Want you to spill it in my c-cunt…”

Josh clenched his jaw at that, giving a helpless groan and grasping around her middle tightly as he leaned over her and started to hump and thrust into the filly mercilessly, driving himself into her tight, wet cunny over and over again.

“F-fuck me… fuck meeee….” she whined, pushed her hips back against him as she laid her nose between her forehooves, her entire form rocking back and forth with his urgent humps into her accepting body. Her little form tensed up and she started to shudder and tense in orgasm.

Josh leaned over the young filly further, grasping her all the more tightly as he drove desperately into her body, his motions getting jerky, claiming the underage female with intense driving motions, rocking her against the sink. Each deep thrust brought forth a squeak of helpless delight as he crammed himself up against her deepest barrier.

“C-cum in me!” Silver Spoon begged, a note of demand entering her tone. “L-let me feel it all inside!”

Josh snarled as he drove into her rapidly, before he shoved against her and held against her rump, his cock flexing and then firing an eager volley of spunk across her deepest reached, splattering across her inner flesh.

Silver Spoon’s eyes widened as she felt the first load of spunk to ever grace her eager underage cunny, the sensation of warm gooey spurts coating her depths sending her instantly into an orgasm, screaming in delight and splaying weakly against the counter as her soft depths clenched around the cock and began to milk it for its load.

Josh bared his teeth, humping into the filly in convulsive motions as he emptied himself inside her, each throb of his cock spilling another rich spurt of urgent cum across her inner walls, only to be met with a firm clench and squeeze of her flesh. In moments, the excess of eager spunk and the clenching of the almost too-tight foal cunt cause his spurts of mess to rapidly overflow her, spilling from around the embedded cock. The slick mess of their mingled liquids accumulated at her clit, slowly dripping off and onto the chair, forming a messy puddle of their mixed lust.

“Fuck!” Josh snarled, humping into her hard a few more times, before sliding back with a gasp, slipping clumsily and falling onto his butt.

Silver Spoon tensed up as he withdrew, and then collapsed across the counter with a groan, panting breathlessly, cheek resting on the cool metal. Her rump was still slightly raised, and her used cunt was still visible.

Josh could only stare, watching with hazy interest as his spunk drooled from within the pink walls of her soft, grey-lipped pussy.

“I-it’s so w-warm…” Silver Spoon whimpered, shuddering and shakily trying to adjust her glasses.

Josh could only stare at her, watching the drooling creampie he had graced the underage female with.

> Salacious Silver
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Josh shifted fitfully, arching his back and then giving a long sigh as consciousness began to flood his mind. A helpless, reflexive groan left him and he squirmed in place as he felt something wonderfully warm, wet and soft dragging along the tip of his achingly, throbbingly hard cock.

Sitting up slightly, he lifted the blankets, gazing into the shadowy recessed under the covers to find a pair of pink eyes peering up at him from behind a pair of delicate silver glasses.

Silver Spoon smiled, slowly dragging another lick against the stiff spire of his cock. “You’re awake…” she purred, giving his base a squeeze, kissing at the very tip.

Josh gave a soft groan, his back arching and feet clenching at the mattress. “W-what’re you doing? Your father is supposed to be back this morning!”

“I’ll be done before he gets home,” Silver Spoon promised, eyes narrowing slowly as she closed her lips over the very, very tip of his cock and gave the gentlest of sucks.

Josh’s protest died in his throat, and he collapsed onto his back, hands sliding down to find the silky mane of the filly, fingertips wending through the strands. “F-fuck.”

The filly purred eagerly around the end of his length, velvet tongue swirling slowly against the sensitive tip, closing her eyes as her soft, young lips slowly consumed more of him.

Josh bit his tongue, squirming under her ministrations, his fingers clenching in her mane, at once trying to tug her off and force her further down. “Jesus Christ!” he hissed between clenched teeth.

Silver Spoon opened her eyes just enough to stare up at him, drawing back to drag a long, heated lick against his underside, one of her hooves slipping down her form to push between her legs and grind against her already-moist filly cunt. The little filly ground her hoof against herself heatedly, tongue swirling over the tip of his cock as she mouthed and kissed at it distractedly. 

With a heady moan, Silver Spoon pushed herself to her hooves, and slowly crawled up Josh’s form, her belly brushing against the underside of his stiffened cock, pushing it between their forms. The filly slithered up until she could sit against him, with the entire length of that little underage cunt grinding slowly along his cock, covering him with a light sheen of her moisture.

Silver Spoon flushed faintly, rocking her hips back and forth against him, soft tail flicking against his thighs as her hooves kneaded his chest.

Josh bared his teeth, hands slipping down to squeeze the foal’s rump, adding a little pressure to her grinding with a firm push of his palms. “Fuuuck…” he groaned, unable to help but peer between their bodies to where the soft, pliable lips of her little cunny were grinding against his throbbing member.

“Do you like it?” Silver Spoon asked with a soft little moan, biting her bottom lip, cheeks flushing faintly, grinding all the more intently against him.

“Yes,” Josh admitted willingly, nodding and staring, a palm sliding down her smooth stomach to allow his thumb to lightly rub over her clit.

Silver Spoon whimpered and arched against him, shuddering hard as she spilled a fresh coating of her slick liquids over his cock, panting through her nose, her glasses askew.

“Roll over onto your back…” Josh murmured breathlessly, releasing the filly.

Silver Spoon’s ears pinned back, and she nodded quietly, slowly slipping off him and crawling out from under the blanket, dropping onto her side. She rolled over onto her back properly, spreading her hindlegs, biting her bottom lip with her cheeks flushing, and slipping a hoof down between her thighs to grind eagerly at the moistened lips of her cunt.

Josh watched this with wide eyes, rolling onto his side, propping himself up with one arm.

The filly slowly ground against herself, working the edge of her hoof right against the soft, pliable lips of her plump pussy. She watched him as she did it, staring, flushing deeply.

Josh watched with unguarded interest, one of his hands slipping under the covers to begin eagerly stroking along his stiff, filly-liquid-covered cock.

“L-let me watch…” Silver Spoon half-demanded, eyes fixed on the faint motion under the blanket, rubbing at herself even harder.

Josh lifted his gaze to her own, wrenching his eyes away from the slight deformation of her tight, grey-lipped cunny as her hoof eagerly ground against it. He could see a certain eager hunger in her gaze as she stared at him, and he shivered slightly. With a quick twist, he shoved the blanket off, not even caring that it fell off the bed, baring his form to her gaze. His pants were tugged down around his thighs, no doubt from the filly pulling them down as he slept, so she could access the proudly-standing spire of throbbing human flesh he was currently eagerly stroking.

Silver Spoon licked her lips, eyes narrowing as she stared at him, panting faintly, her hoof grinding against herself all the more intently, pushing up slightly to rub at her clit. Her entire form spasmed, and a splash of liquids spilled from her clenching underage cunt.

Josh could only stare, stroking and squeezing his cock rapidly, slipping a hand over to rub his palm slowly against the filly’s stomach. “You are so fucking hot,” he growled.

The filly flushed faintly at that, curling around without warning and taking his tip into her mouth.

Josh gasped in surprise, stroking once or twice more, his thumb and forefinger thudding against her lips and nose before releasing his cock and lightly rocking his hips into her eagerly suckling muzzle.

“Mhmmnf!” Silver Spoon exclaimed, hoof pushing against her drooling cunt eagerly as she consumed more of his stiffened cock. Her soft lips sank down the length of him, pushing further and further until she was almost half-way down.

Squirming faintly in delight, Josh leaned over the filly and rolled her rump towards him, pushing her over onto her back further. Silver Spoon whimpered faintly, twisting her mouth around his cock with the motion, refusing to relinquish her prize, her hindlegs spreading on reflex as she was splayed out on her back.

Josh bent in without hesitation, dragging an eager lick right against the drooling spread cunt, making Silver Spoon gasp and arch in surprise. Her forehooves wrapped around his hips, squeezing hard as she quivered and kicked a hindleg with the firm lick to her soft, supple cunny.

Smirking, Josh leaned in and kissed at her little clit, and then took it between his lips, giving it a gentle suck.

Silver Spoon gave a muffled scream around his cock, hindlegs spasming and squeezing around his head as she jerked her hips against him reflexively.

“T-teeth!” Josh gasped, slapping her side in rebuke.

Silver Spoon tugged off his cock with a gasp, panting for air, mouth hanging open, a streamer of saliva hanging from her lips to his wet cock. “S-sorry…” she murmured, before pushing back in to give a gentle kiss and even more gentle lick against his stiffened cock in apology.

Josh gasped faintly, his hips rolling as he slipped a hand down to stroke through her mane. “You are such a sexy little filly…”

Silver Spoon flushed at that, closing her eyes and lapping at his cocktip eagerly, hooves squeezing around the base of it, slowly stroking up and down it as she began to suckle at his tip.

Gritting his teeth, Josh returned his attention to her quivering little filly cunt, grasping her hips in his hands, palms resting on her haunches. His thumbs could just barely reach the outer lips of her soft little cunny, letting him apply pressure to the pliable lips to spread her open, the softly-furred, plump grey lips parting to reveal the shiny moist pink of her inner flesh to him.

An eager sound left him as he leaned in and laved a lick directly against the exposed flesh, swirling his strong tongue against her, enjoying her taste.

Silver Spoon whimpered around her mouthful, faltering in her suckling to pant hard through her nose, her entire form quivering and spasming in delight. She released his cock, lapping at the tip in a heated frenzy, tongue rapidly swiping over him.

“Jesus fuck!” Josh exclaimed, a heel grinding into the bed before he buried his tongue back inside the clenching pink filly cunt.

A faint whimper left the filly, and she consumed his cock again, panting hard through her nose before beginning to rapidly bob her head, shoving herself up and down on him in earnest, hungrily suckling and swallowing around his stiffened cock.

Josh gasped, a free hand slipping down to her mane, resisting the urge, with difficulty, to just shove her down the entire length of his throbbing cock. His entire eager member started to throb and tense, getting close to his finish.

Silver Spoon pulled back entirely with a gasp for air, panting hard, tongue hanging out, wiggling away from him.

Josh pawed after her weakly. “Why did you stop?!”

The little filly growled lustfully, pouncing on him, shoving him back onto his back, straddling him with an intent stare down into his eyes. “Because I want it inside me,” she purred heatedly, shifting to slowly grind her soft, wet little cunt along the length of his cock. “I want you to do it inside me again, not in my mouth.”

Josh gave a faint groan, lifting his hips up into the motions of the lustful filly, his hands grasping her hips to apply a little more pressure to her motions. “Well… if you want to,” he conceded, squeezing her rump.

“I do,” Silver Spoon breathed, delicately taking her glasses off and placing them on the bedside table, before burying her face against his chest and slowly grinding her quivering cunt against the underside of his cock. “Want it inside me…” she hissed, arching her hips to try and catch the tip of his cock.

Josh gave an eager growl, a hand slipping down so his thumb could lift the tip of his cock to push right against that tight little underage cunt, making the filly gasp with the sudden perfect pressure.

“Yesss!” Silver Spoon hissed, wasting no time in sitting her weight down on his cock. The tip of his stiffened member pushed up against her for just a few moments before overcoming her not-insignificant resistance and then sinking inside her. Immediately, she sank down a few inches, consuming him in tight, wet warmth.

Josh bared his teeth, hands grasping her hips all the more tightly, squeezing firmly as the eager little filly rocked her hips against him. He pressed down with a little more pressure, teeth baring as he felt her tight depths inching down his stiff cock, squeezing him with every tiny bit deeper inside he went.

“Y-yes! Yes!” Silver Spoon cried, her hips grinding and rolling eagerly as her tight cunt consumed the first half of his throbbing cock. Immediately, she started to bounce, sliding up an inch or two, and then rocking back down just as far, starting an eager rhythm.

Josh grunted faintly in delight, wrapping his arms around the filly and pushing down on her rump, encouraging her to go deeper with each of her motions, each firm hump of her hips pushing him a tiny bit deeper inside her hungry cunt.

“Mnf… hah… y-yes!” Silver Spoon whimpered, forehooves squeezing at his chest as she shoved herself onto his stiff cock again and again. Her liquids were already making a mess of his thighs, coating him entirely and easing his passage into the tight channel of intense warmth and tight squeezing.

“Fuck!” Josh snarled, grasping the filly tightly and starting to hump up into her body in earnest, pressing deep, deep inside the eager underage female.

Silver Spoon bit her bottom lip, starting to bounce on him harder and harder, her tight depths squeezing around his cock, clenching around it in firm, rhythmic contractions, almost milking him as she bounced. “I-inside! Inside!” she whimpered, a breathless command.

Josh panted hard, wrapping his arms around her middle and rolling her over onto her side with a firm motion. He gathered a knee under himself, quickly forcing the breathless filly onto her back, sliding atop her, throbbing cock not even vacating her squeezing cunt. With her on her back underneath him, he was free to get his knees under himself properly, grasp her hips, and start humping eagerly into her squeezing spasming cunt.

The young filly fairly screamed at the new position, allowing the human to sink every eager inch of his lust-fueled cock deep inside her tight, grasping, hungrily-suckling cunny. His hips pushed up against her own at the end of each eager thrust, sinking as deep inside her as was possible.

Silver Spoon grasped around him with her forehooves, hips spasming and jerking towards his motions as she coated him liberally in her orgasmic liquids, tight insides clenching and rippling around him as she screamed anew in glorious orgasm.

Josh was barely aware of anything other than the tight, squeezing depths of the little filly so eagerly accepting each of his fervent thrusts, burying his face in her neck as he humped into her desperately, motions getting jerky with his approaching climax.

The tight pink depths squeezed around his cock intently, milking and coaxing at him, begging him to spill himself deep inside.

With a snarl, Josh buried himself hilt-deep inside the tight young filly, holding himself there and jerking against her with each urgent burst of human spunk that splattered across her inner flesh. Waves of gooey spunk flooded the tight young cunt, pooling deep inside her. Even before he was done spilling inside the clenching, milking depths of his underage partner, his spunk was starting to dribble and spill from around his cock with each jerk of his hips, drooling slowly down over the silky tail.

Josh groaned faintly as he slowed atop the filly, holding her tight to his chest, hips rolling slowly to work himself in and out of the tight little cunny utterly crammed with cock and human spunk.

“I can feel it…” Silver Spoon whined, rubbing a hoof against her belly distractedly. “W-warm… Feels so good…”

Josh grit his teeth, rolling his hips against the filly slowly, quivering all over as he tried to catch his breath, sweat beading on his forehead.

Silver Spoon gave a lustful little growl, leaning up to drag her soft, velvety little tongue across his forehead, tasting his sweat and giving an eager hum.

“Ugh, your father is going to be home soon…” Josh said with a long sigh, collapsing across the filly, wrapping his arms around her in a warm hug.

Silver Spoon nodded, lipping at his earlobe and rolling her hips slowly. “But it was worth it.”

“I concur,” Josh murmured, nodding once.





“Josh! Josh! Josh!” Silver Spoon whined, bouncing slightly in annoyance and pawing at the covers with her little hooves.

Josh rolled over with a soft groan, splaying out on his stomach and opening a bleary eye to peer at the filly. “Whasamatter?”

“I need help,” Silver Spoon said urgently, lifting a hoof to push some of her undone, moist mane out of her face.

“Bath?” Josh asked blankly, looking the moistened filly up and down tiredly. “I’m not a plumber.”

“I need help with cleaning,” Silver Spoon said emphatically, her cheeks slowly flushing. “I can’t get clean.”

“Is ‘clean’ a euphemism?” Josh asked, eyebrow raising.

“I need to get clean!” Silver Spoon growled, stamping a hoof. “Help me!”

“You’re just trying to drag me into more sex,” Josh said with a dismissive wave of a hand. “I’m all sexed out for now.”

Silver Spoon gave another growl, turning around and lifting her rump, a hoof slipping back to grasp her rump and spread herself slightly, revealing the soft little cunny. The pressure from her hoof spread her open just a little, a slick dribble of human spunk starting to drool from her. “It keeps coming out!” she protested with a whimper.

Josh blinked once, feeling his cheeks warming. “O-oh… well… Y-yeah… I should help you with that…” he said, cringing slightly as he started to roll out of bed.





Josh recoiled from the splash of water as Silver Spoon dropped into the tub, coming up out of the water and flicking her mane, sending a spray of water across the tiles.

“Mhmmkay, come here,” Josh said, patting the edge of the tub, perching on it carefully.

“You’re not hopping in with me?” Silver Spoon asked, pouting.

“Your father is due back soon,” Josh said with a deep frown. “I doubt he wants to find me naked, in the tub, with his daughter.”

Silver Spoon whined softly at that, but acquiesced to his logic, slipping over to the edge of the tub where he was.

“Turn around and lift your butt,” Josh said, making a motion with a finger.

The little filly nodded, turning around and lifting her rump until it was mostly out of the water, one hoof on the bottom of the tub and the other resting on the edge. She lowered her chest until just her nose was above the water, her tail flicking back and forth eagerly.

Josh winced slightly as he lifted her tail, pushing it to the side to reveal the used underage cunt to his attentions. He lightly traced it with a fingertip, before pushing deep inside without warning.

Silver Spoon gave a muffled, gurgled gasp and shudder, before panting hard through her nose, hips shifting slightly at the sudden penetration.

Josh worked the digit back and forth, curling his finger a little bit to try and ‘scoop’ out some of the mess he had left in that tight little cunt mere minutes previously.

The filly arched her back, her hindlegs tensing, hoof grinding against the edge of the tub as she lightly pushed back against him.

Josh could see small dribbles of their mingled liquids spilling from around his moving finger, clouding the water under her plump little cunny. He slipped his finger out, gathering a handful of water and then trying to wash her off with it. Finding that innefective, he grasped her rump with both hands and then spread her with his thumbs, revealing her slick pink interior to his gaze. One of his thumbs slipped inside, helping to spread her a little further, his other thumb trying to splash some water inside her.

“This is the most disgusting… gross… hottest thing I have done,” Josh murmured, shaking his head slowly as he pressed his digit a little bit further inside the filly.

Silver Spoon whined in delight, pushing back at him, soft little rump quivering with each of her little spasms, the moist pink depths of her underage cunt squeezing around his digits as he tried to clean her.

“Jesus,” Josh said with a shake of his head, laying one hand on her rump and then sinking a pair of digits inside her, starting to work them in and out with a firm thrusting motion. “I don’t know if I want to gag or fuck you again…”

Silver Spoon shuddered and then gasped faintly, her body rocking back and forth with the thrusts of the digits inside her squeezing cunny, clenching and rippling around him as she gave faint little sounds of delight, gurgling in the warm water. She pushed herself up a little higher with her forehooves, panting hard across the surface of the water. “I-I wouldn’t mind letting you f-fuck me again…” she murmured heatedly, fumbling over the naughty words.

“I’m very tempted,” Josh admitted, rubbing his thumb against her clit slowly as he sank his two fingers deep inside her over and over again, tilting back to watch with interest. His free hand found its way into his lap, grinding his palm against his stiffening cock through his pants.

Silver Spoon very carefully lifted her hindleg, sliding her hoof into his lap to grind eagerly against his growing length. “I-I want it again…” she breathed, biting her bottom lip, looking back at him over her shoulder.

“Pull the plug,” Josh said abruptly, sliding his fingers out of her and then quickly working his hand back and forth in the water, making sure they were cleaned of any residual mess.

A soft whine left the filly, and she sulked over towards the end of the tub, reaching down with a hoof to tug out the plug, throwing it across the bathroom.

Josh turned, picking up a soft white towel from the rack on the wall, before turning back to the filly. He spread out the towel in his hands. “C’mon, out of the bath.”

Silver Spoon huffed, pulling herself out of the water and stomping the few steps to him, taking the towel from him with a quick bite and twist of her head, throwing it over her back.

Josh dropped to one knee, starting to rub her down with the towel, starting with her mane and scrubbing firmly to get it dry. Immediately, her mane frizzed up, in desperate need of a combing. And then he moved onto her back, sides, and stomach, working backwards towards her rump. As one hand rubbed the towel over her back, his other slipped up between her hindlegs, starting to slowly rub his thumb against the soft little cunt.

Silver Spoon gave a gasp of surprise, lifting her rump slightly on instinct and then pushing back against the touch of his digits, leaning against him eagerly. “Yessss…”

The towel was left draped over Silver Spoon’s back as Josh slipped his free hand into his pants, stroking at his stiff, throbbing cock, even as he pressed a single digit back inside the tight, inviting little filly cunt. “We really shouldn’t be doing this…” he said, even as he added a second digit to her.

“But it feels so good…” Silver Spoon moaned, pushing her hips eagerly back towards him, the towel falling off to the side, forgotten. One of her hooves pushed down between her own thighs, rubbing eagerly at her little clit as she clenched and squeezed around his digits.

“Fuck me…” Josh murmured, watching her rubbing at herself, even as he sank his two digits a little bit deeper inside her, working the tips against her insides, enjoying the way she squeezed around him.

“N-no…” Silver Spoon whined, squaring her stance and lifting her rump a little higher, looking back at him over her shoulder with a lustful, nervous smile. “Fuck me…”

Josh stared, slowly sliding his two fingers out of her tight little cunt, watching the soft lips closing back up once they were vacated. He lightly traced her outer lips with a finger, feeling how soft it was, how pliable those plump little lips were. “Fuck…” Josh murmured, conflicted, before grasping her rump tightly and sliding up behind her.

In barely a second, Josh had his pants down far enough to reveal the length of his eager, stiff cock, pressing it right against the soft filly cunt and slowly grinding back and forth.

Silver Spoon whimpered faintly, rolling her hips back against him, smearing her own moisture against his cock. “Y-yes… please…” she whispered.

Josh growled faintly, shifting and then grasping her middle, just in front of her hips, hands grasping her tightly as he aligned himself and then started to sink inside. The soft, pliable little underage cunt spread around him, squeezing intently around each and every inch that sank inside, squeezing around behind his tip to almost coax him deeper inside her.

“Fuuuck…” Josh hissed between clenched teeth, lightly rocking his hips against her own as he got halfway inside, feeling her depths squeezing and milking around him.

“Deeper!” Silver Spoon whined, pushing her hips back against him insistently, forehooves pushing into the floor to add to the pressure. “Do it!”

Josh nodded eagerly, leaning over her a little further, putting more weight behind his motions as he slid back and then humped forwards. More and more of the tight little cunt spread around him, allowing him to cram a few more inches of his stiff cock deep inside her, spreading her around him inexorably.

Silver Spoon bit her bottom lip, her cheeks flushing, forehooves quivering before she collapsed onto her chest. She buried her face in her forehooves, arching her back to give him the best access to her eager little underage cunt. “P-please!”

Josh grasped her a little tighter, starting to hump powerful into her tight, wanton body. Inch after inch of eager human cock sank deep inside her, slowly working towards cramming every millimetre of the stiffened length into her accepting body. Each firm thrust pushed a little bit deeper inside her, spreading her plump lips a little further around him, and causing a slick dribble of her liquids to spill from her clenching cunny.

In just a few thrusts, he was coated in the filly’s arousal, easing his passage into her tight, clenching body. Her insides spasmed around him, squeezing and milking around him in almost a coaxing fashion, trying to drag out his orgasm.

“Silver Spoon gave an incoherent mumbled groan up at him, muffled by her hooves, eyes clenched closed and hips pushing back against him over and over again, offering herself to his eager humps.

Josh was spurred on by her incoherent encouragement, screwing the little filly harder and harder, until each and every last inch of his cock was buried inside her, spreading her around him to the very depths. Each hard thrust ended with a hard slam of his hips against her own. And in just a few moments, the little filly was screaming in delight.

Silver Spoon cried out again and again, at the top of her lungs, little voice wavering perfectly in time with the hard thrusts, even as she clenched and spasmed around him fervently, squeezing and milking hard against the thrusting cock while her liquids spilled around him in repeated bursts. She screamed her orgasm to the ceiling, pushing her hips back against him urgently.

Josh bared his teeth, feeling himself close to his own peak, brow furrowing. He grasped her rump with both hands, and then pushed, sliding back, slipping out of her and dropping onto his butt. A smear of the filly’s slick liquids drooled down the length of his incredibly hard cock, as he sat there, splayed out, panting and watching the twitching filly.

“W-why did you stop?!” Silver Spoon whined, slowly lowering herself to the floor.

“You just got out of the bath,” Josh said with a shake of his head. “Your father is due back soon… can’t make another mess of you.”

Silver Spoon gave a nod of understanding. “Not… inside me…” she murmured, rising to her hooves and slowly stalking towards him. She prodded his cock with a forehoof, giggling at the way it moved. “It’s so hard!”

“Yeah,” Josh said, frowning slightly as he watched her, but not discouraging her at all.

The little filly looked up at him, mischief sparkling in her pink eyes, before she lowered her head a little bit to be more in line with the height of his stiff cock, and then opened her mouth. The soft pink tongue lolled out of her muzzle, presenting her open mouth to him.

“B-b… d-d… Do you…” Josh stammered, staring down at her, feeling his heart thudding somewhere between his throat and ears.

Silver Spoon nodded slowly, eyes locked on his own.

Josh gave a soft groan of appreciation, clambering onto his knees in front of the filly, one hand finding her mane while the other grasped his cock and started to jerk it furiously, right in front of her open mouth.

Silver Spoon giggled naughtily, lapping teasingly at the tip of his cock as he stroked it, before opening her mouth again expectantly.

In just a few moments, the little filly got her wish, the human’s stroking getting jerky and desperate. She shifted just a little bit closer, giving a wanton moan, before squeaking slightly in surprise as a jet of warm spunk splashed across her lips and into her mouth.

Josh jerked slightly in front of her as he pumped bursts of spunk towards her opened mouth. Several ended up inside, with one or two coating over her little face, before the eager filly lunged forward and consumed the end of his cock, suckling hungrily over it.

He bared his teeth, jerking into her muzzle as the little filly suckled and swallowed eagerly around him, tongue grinding along his underside, spreading his mess across the entire surface of his cock even as she swallowed down mouthful after mouthful of his gooey load.

After several long moments, Silver Spoon pulled back, panting hard, tongue hanging from her mouth, showing a gooey line of his spunk dribbling off it and to the floor, her lips coated in a sheen of his lustful emissions.

“You are simultaneously the greatest thing and the worst thing I have ever done…” Josh muttered, watching her with wide eyes.

Silver Spoon giggled breathlessly, closing her mouth and working her tongue against the roof of her mouth, before swallowing thickly. “I know you like it…”

“Oh sweet Jesus do I like it,” Josh admitted, shaking his head slowly.

“You’re going to foalsit me again,” Silver Spoon said confidently, giving the softening tip of his cock a gentle lick.

“I think so…” Josh muttered, watching her with wide eyes.





By the time Sterling Silver, Filthy Rich and their wives came down the long, winding drive to the front door of the mansion, Josh was sitting on the front steps, idling sipping a drink.

“I see you’ve given my only child your utmost attention while you were here,” Sterling Silver said flatly. The four ponies watched him, and a little pink filly with a delicate tiara in her two-tone mane watched him with an intent gaze from behind Filthy Rich.

Josh raised an eyebrow. “She’s still alive. And fed. Inside somewhere, I think,” he said with a shrug of his shoulders.

“Neglect is better than active malevolence, I guess,” Sterling Silver muttered, shaking his head.

“Well, maybe you shouldn’t have blackmailed me into looking after your annoying, petulant little demonspawn,” Josh said with a shrug of his shoulders. “Now, our deal?”

“Fine, fine,” Sterling Silver said, holding up a hoof after a moment. “After I speak to my daughter.”

Josh rolled his eyes, making a motion with a hand. “She’s in there, somewhere.”

Sterling Silver pushed past him, into the mansion, and his wife followed after him, leaving Josh out the front with Filthy Rich, his wife, and what Josh could only assume was his daughter.

Silver Spoon and Sterling Silver emerged from the mansion a few moments later, and Sterling Silver looked from his daughter to Josh and then back again. “So… did he mistreat you while he looked after you?”

“He was fine,” Silver Spoon said, snorting once. “He didn’t hurt me. But he’s boring.”

The pink filly pushed forwards, eyeing Silver Spoon. “C’mon, let’s get away from these dumb adults,” the pink one said, and Silver Spoon nodded, following her away from the group.

“There, see?” Josh asked, raising a brow. “Your kid doesn’t hate me. I stayed out of her way, she stayed out of mine. I made sure she didn’t die and was relatively fed for the entire duration of my stay. A-OK, yeah?”

Sterling Silver deflated a little, nodding once. “That is fine.”

“So… our deal?” Josh asked, raising an eyebrow. “What say you?”

“Very well, I agree to your terms,” Sterling Silver said with a slight nod. “I’ll have my secretary draw up the contract and have it shipped to your father.”

“Good, good… and my payment? A thousand bits a night, remember?” Josh asked flatly, holding out a palm.

Sterling Silver frowned at that, but nodded. “Yes, yes, you are right. I’ll have that added to the contract.”

“Not going to rope me into any other menial tasks?” Josh asked bluntly, looking the pony up and down.

“Don’t pretend to me like you hated my daughter that much,” Sterling Silver said stiffly. “She actively hates all of her foalsitters. The fact that you managed to get off only being called ‘boring’ speaks volumes of your manner, in spite of the fact that you want me to think you’re some kind of aloof cool pony.”

“I’m a human,” Josh said with a shrug of his shoulders. “And I’m good with kids, so?”

Sterling Silver gave him an appraising stare. “I sense that you didn’t hate staying here as much as you’re acting.”

“It’s a mansion,” Josh said with a wave of a hand at the building. “A mansion. I live in a two-bedroom apartment with a TV, an xbox, and a fold-away gym machine. There are a lot worse ways to spend a weekend.”

“Thank you for your candour,” Sterling Silver said with a slight nod. “I trust you didn’t ruin anything?”

“Might have knocked one of your soap containers onto a towel. But it’s only a towel,” Josh admitted. “I threw it in the wash.”

Sterling Silver frowned slightly at that, before shrugging. “Indeed. Just a towel.”

“Welp, I’m off,” Josh said, pushing himself to his feet and placing the glass down on the step. “I’ll tell my father to be expecting the contract.”

“He will have it within the week,” Sterling Silver said with a wave of a hoof.

Josh nodded, starting down the driveway.

“Josh?” Sterling Silver called.

Josh paused, looking back over his shoulder, an eyebrow raising. “Yeah?”

“You aren’t looking to spend any more time in Equestria, are you?” Sterling Silver asked carefully.

“You’re trying to rope me into looking after your bloody kid again, aren’t you?” Josh asked flatly.

Sterling Silver gave an innocent smile. “Whatever makes you think that?”

Josh shook his head. “Fifteen hundred bits a night.”

Sterling Silver recoiled slightly at that. “Twelve-fifty.”

Josh frowned thoughtfully, before shrugging. “Fine. Twelve-fifty. You know how to contact me.” Without even waiting for a response, he continued down the driveway.

As he walked, he caught sight of Silver Spoon and her friend in the garden. Silver Spoon locked gazes with him, ears perking inquisitively.

Josh smirked, giving her a secretive thumbs-up.

Silver Spoon beamed.

The little pink filly looked back and forth between them both, perplexed.