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// 71. Touch #2 (Twilight) 
// Story: Short Shorts 
// by Coranth 
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"You are Twilight Sparkle. You know this. I know this. You're not like the ponies of Earth - not like a simple animal - because you can think, and reason, and speak. You have true thoughts, feelings, desires, goals, and dreams... And yet... Part of my brain, a really really ancient part, will always see just pony; the animal, something to be cared for and protected. I... I just want to pick you up and hold you all the time, pet you, give you lots of hugs. Your closest Earth analogue would probably be the Shetland Pony..."

As she nestled into her human's lap, foal-like, Twilight Sparkle blushed. As his hands scratched 'neath her mane, stroked and rubbed her coat and scratched her behind the ears, she listened as he told her of the 'Shetland' Pony, becoming quite heartened when he spoke of little children riding them, and somewhat flattered when he spoke of them being very strong and hardy, "M'not that strong..." she murmured--before her eyes rolled in bliss as he scratched her withers just so.

"Oh, but you are, sweetie, you're stronger than you know..." her human murmured gently--and then she knew nothing more as he started running his hands through her mane. It wasn't a brush, but it felt so much more primal. She closed her eyes and just felt the fingers moving from the top of her head to the bottom of her neck, over and over and over... Suddenly, without knowing why, she made a primal sound, She, Twilight Sparkle, student of Princess Celestia... nickered, the sound diminutive and cute. 

No sooner had the involuntary noise escaped her, than she clapped a hoof over her muzzle! 'Where did that come from?' she wondered, her eyes widening. She looked to her human for answers, but he just chuckled softly--and then she slumped, seemingly boneless, her right hind leg kick-kick-kicking as his hands roamed over a sensitive spot, more primal pony noises escaping her, broken up with little sighs, coos, and blissful whimpers as she let his hands roam wherever they would...