Sweetie Belle had had enough of waiting around. She wouldn't allow the Princesses to "cure" her like Twilight had tried to do with Scootaloo, and make her forget how much she actually wanted imp cocks. She'd go find them herself if she had to.
Roma's belly alone was taller than Bubblegum. Stretched wide, but it didn't look as painful as the filly would have assumed. Quite the contrary in fact. The adult mare's eyes were rolled back into her skull almost completely, hazy, unfocused, and not staring at anything in particular. Her legs were splayed out on the ground, limp and unmoving barring the occasional spams that wracked the mare's entire frame. Her mane and her tail were messy and dirty, and her coat covered with sweat. From between her thighs, a slowly flowing stream of sticky, white fluid dripped out, and the filly found herself drawn to its smell.
Oh? This still isnt marked complete. I'm curious if there is more.
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Two more chapters, eventually, about 10k words more in total.
Continue?
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Yes. In just a couple hours or so.
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Thanks.
Okay seems legit