Spilled Beans

by Fuzzyfurvert


I feel like this is a set up for a video on Pornhub

“Mom!”

“In the kitchen, sweetie!”  Windy Whistles whistled sharply, turning back to the dirty dishes she was busy stuffing into the washer.  Before she could find space for her casserole dish, her amazing daughter whizzed into the room, looking flush and a little green around the gills.  Windy sighed and let the crusty casserole dish sink back into the dirty pre-wash water-filled sink before turning to address Rainbow and hip check the washer’s door closed at the same time.  “What can I do ya for, hon?”

Rainbow pointed a finger at her mother, narrowed her eyes and hissed.  

“If you wanted the last the creamsicle, you should have said something.”  Windy wiped her palms down her denim pants before clapping them together and smiling.  “I picked up some frozen juice pops earlier though! Those are better for you anyway. Can’t have my awesome Dashie girl eating too much junk, now can I?”

Dash kept hissing until she ran out of breath.  Then she started coughing.

“What was it you wanted, Dashie dear?  I could really use your help with some chores if you aren’t too busy.”  Windy put her fists on her hips and looked around the kitchen. “How do you feel about plowing my ass?”

“Wha-what?”  Dash gagged, her coughing fit ratcheting up a notch until she was bent over, hands on her knees and wheezing.

“Jeez, hon, I was just curious how you felt about mowing the grass.  Not even your father reacts that badly when I ask him to do that!”