> Appleoosa's Most Wanted
>  by Pinkamena666
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> The New Resident
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The sheriff's car pulled up to a bar in Appleoosa. It was night time which meant a possible bar brawl would break out. Sure enough, one had. The bar owner had called the sheriff when a fight got too out of hand. The sheriff parked his car and got out, letting out a sigh. The brown stallion then made his way into the bar where he saw a stallion punching another stallion so hard that the stallion fell to the floor.
"Alright, that's enough!" The sheriff called out. "Break it up!"
The standing stallion wiped some blood off his lip and chuckled. "He started it."
"I don't care who started it," Sheriff Silverstar said, hand on his gun holster. "I'd hate to have to arrest anyone tonight. So, how 'bout we all just calm down?"
The stallion shrugged and walked off. "Sure... Whatever..."
Silverstar then knelt down and put his hand on the downed stallion's shoulder. "You alright?"
Nodding, the stallion got to his feet, along with the sheriff. "Yeah, I'm fine..." The green stallion had blood around his mouth from his nose and lips. "I had him."
"Sure you did," the sheriff said with a light smile. "Why don't you go home, get yourself cleaned up, and sleep it off?"
Nodding in agreement, the stallion walked off towards the exit. "Sounds good..."
Watching him leave, Silverstar shook his head and sighed, walking over to the bar. The brown mare there walked over and leaned against the counter.
"Thanks, sheriff," the mare said with a smile. "I was afraid I'd have to take action."
"Not a problem, Apple Cobbler," the sheriff replied with a smile, taking off his hat and setting it on the counter. "It's my job."
"Never mind that," Cobbler said with a smile. "I'll get you a drink on the house."
Silverstar let out a light chuckle and tilted his head slightly. "How can I refuse a free drink?" He asked, looking over his shoulder to see a brown mare with dark-pink-and-magenta-colored mane and tail sitting at a table alone in the far corner. She was wearing a white t-shirt and shorts with sandals. On the table in front of her was a bottle of beer. "Hold that drink," he told Apple Cobbler, picking up his hat and getting up. Walking over to the table, he let out a sigh. "Hey, Babs."
The young mare eyed him and picked up her beer. "Hey..." she said, taking a sip.
"So, how are ya enjoying the Appleoosan life?" Silverstar asked as he took a seat at the table.
Babs raised an eyebrow at the question before leaning back in her chair. "How am I enjoyin' it?" She asked with a scoff. "It's borin' compared to Manehattan. First chance I get I'm movin' back."
"Yer sister and Applejack both agreed it was for the best. You were gettin' into trouble with some bad folks."
"At least it was fun. There's nuttin' to do here besides farm and stuff. I ain't no farmin' pony."
Silverstar let out a sigh as he stood up. "From what I heard, yer better off here away from all that trouble." Giving the mare's hand a pat, he headed back to the bar for his drink.
As he did, the bar door opened and Braeburn stepped in. Seeing Babs in the back, he let out a sigh and looked over at the bar to see Silverstar. Making his way over to him, the stallion took a seat beside the sheriff. "Babs is here again?" He asked.
Nodding, the sheriff watched Apple Cobbler walk over and set his drink on the counter. "She says she's bored. Misses the city life."
Braeburn thought for a moment before looking back at Babs. "Well, I suppose I should give Applejack a call... See what she wants to do..."
"Probably just tell ya to call Sunny," the sheriff said, before taking a sip of his drink.
Braeburn got up and eyed Silverstar, patting him on the shoulder. "Yer on duty. Take it easy," he said, heading towards the front door.
"It's non-alcoholic," the sheriff pointed out, before eyeing Apple Cobbler. "Right?"

Stepping outside, Braeburn pulled out his cell phone and dialed AJ's number. After about a couple seconds, there was an answer. "Applejack?"
"Braeburn?" Came AJ's voice. "How's everythin'?"
"Well..." the stallion said, looking up at the moon. "to be honest, Babs isn't really taking to this new life all that well. 18 and already drinkin'..."
"What?" Asked AJ, sounding concerned. "Yer lettin' her drink?"
"She's legally allowed to, and she doesn't own a car, so..." He then sighed and rubbed his forehead. "We could give this a few more days... I mean, I know this is for her own good an' all, but... I hate seein' her miserable..."
"She'll come around, eventually," AJ said, sounding hopeful. "Though, if things get worse, I'd give Sunny a call... This was all her idea in the first place."
Nodding, Braeburn took a few more steps from the bar and stood beside the dirt road. "Alright, then... Say, how you holdin' up?"
"Well, it's actually a bit crazy over here... Celestia is missing and we're currently sending out search parties to find her."
"I'll let ya get back to that, then," Braeburn said with a look of worry. "Sounds serious..."
"It is," AJ confirmed. "Talk to ya later."
"Yeah... Later..." Braeburn said, hanging up and putting his phone back in his pocket.
He soon heard an approaching car. Looking down the road, he saw a black sporty car coming closer. Slowing down, it pulled up beside the cars parked in front of the bar, its engine turning off.
"Huh..." Braeburn thought aloud as he walked over to the car. "Someone new..."
The door opened and a dark brown mare stepped out with her black hair parted so that most hung down the right side while the rest hung down the left. She had black eyeliner on and was wearing a black tank top, black shorts, and black boots. Her body was thing and fit-looking, rivaling that of even Applejack. Seeing the stallion approaching her, she closed her car door and smiled.
"Well, hello, there," she cooed, locking her car. "You the welcome committee?"
"No, just a resident," Braeburn replied with a smile. "Name's Braeburn. What's yours?"
The mare hesitated before letting out a light chuckle. "Cocoa. Now, can you suggest a good place to stay?" She asked. "I plan on living here, but I'm not sure if any property is for sale. This was all sort of last-minute for me..."
"Well, I can recommend a nice motel until you find a place," Braeburn offered with a smile before Babs stumbled out of the bar, taking one last sip of her beer before dropping it in an outside trash bin.
Looking over at them, she raised an eyebrow. "Who's the mare?" She asked, walking towards him. "I don't recognize ya."
"I'm new," the mare cooed. "Name's Cocoa. What's yours?"
The young mare hesitated as if she was trying to think. "Mmm... Babs..."
Chuckling, Cocoa eyed Braeburn. "One drink too many?"
"She recently became legal," the stallion explained, eyeing Babs. "So, she's... taking advantage of it." Looking at Cocoa again, he gave a sigh. "Anyways, the motel is down this road, first left and then a right. It's a couple miles outside of town so it's nice and quiet."
"You don't say?" Cocoa cooed. "I am a fan of nice and quiet." Looking at Babs, she smiled. "See ya around, Babs. We'll get a drink some time." She then turned and began heading back to her car.
Babs hiccuped and smiled. "I like her."
"Take it slow," Braeburn said, looking at her. "You have a habit of picking a bad crowd, remember?"
The young mare crossed her arms. "Of course..."
The stallion chuckled and held out his hand. "Let me help you home."
Babs hesitated before walking towards his car. "Fine. I'm tired anyways... And, tomorrow I wanna move out."
Braeburn followed closely to make sure she didn't fall over. "Are you sure you're ready to be on your own? You don't even have a car yet."
"I'll stay at the motel with Cocoa," Babs muttered, arriving at Braeburn's pick-up truck. "She likes me. I can get a ride from her."
"You two hardly know each other," the stallion argued, opening the door for Babs. "Ya can't just but into her life like that."
The young mare climbed on in and shakily put her seat belt on. "She said she wants to get a drink with me. We can become friends."
Braeburn let out a sigh and hung his head. "Alright... Yer 18 now... Ya can make yer own decisions..."
"Good," Babs slurred, before hiccuping. "I wanna move in to that motel tomorrow."
Without saying anything, Braeburn closed her door.



The Next Day...

Babs stared out the passenger side window of Braeburn's truck as they made their way to the motel. She was wearing a black, sleeveless shirt that was short enough to reveal her bellybutton with a skull depicted on it. For pants, she wore shorts and sandals to go along with it.
"I have to ask again," the stallion spoke up. "Are you sure about this?"
Babs looked away from the scenery to look at the driver. "Absolutely. I'm a big girl now, ain't I?" She asked. "I'll be fine. Besides, the motel's cheap."
Braeburn nodded as the motel came into view. "I just don't want you rushing into anything too quickly."
"Well, if I have any problems, I'm sure I can work it out on my own."
"If not..." the stallion sighed. "You always have me."
The young mare hesitated before looking out the window again. "I know you're lookin' out for me. And, I appreciate it. But, you gotta let me grow up."
"I know..." Braeburn said with a nod, pulling into a parking space. "Start unloadin' yer stuff. I'll go check ya in."
Babs nodded as they both got out. As Braeburn headed inside, Babs pulled her suitcase out of the back seat. When she turned around, she saw Cocoa's car parked a few spaces down. Smiling, she pulled up the handle on her suitcase and rolled it over to the newcomer's car.
"Is that my favorite drinker?" A voice asked.
Babs looked over at the room the car was parked in front of to see Cocoa standing in the doorway. Smiling, she turned to face her. "Hey, Cocoa."
"Are ya moving in here, too?" Cocoa asked, taking a few steps away from her room.
The young mare nodded. "Sure am. I'm finally movin' out of my cousin's house."
"Well, congratulations," the brown mare cooed, lightly and slowly clapping her hands. "I guess that means we'll be seeing plenty of each other."
"Guess so," Cocoa said, looking over to see Braeburn coming closer.
"I got ya checked in," he said, before looking at Cocoa. "Hello, again."
The mare smiled. "Hey. So, big Babs is moving in here?"
"She sure is," the stallion smiled. "Even though I... am not entirely sure about this."
"Pssh..." Cocoa scoffed. "Don't worry. I'll keep an eye on her."
Braeburn was shocked to hear this coming from a total stranger. Though, it did give him relief to hear that Babs would be looked after while he was away. "Are you sure? I wouldn't wanna impose..."
Cocoa smiled and walked over to Babs. "Nonsense. I can tell this one is a pretty fun mare to hang out with. She and I will be best buds."
Nodding, Braeburn smiled lightly. "Well, she could use a friend."
"Hey," Babs snapped at him.
Cocoa let out a chuckle and put an arm around her. "We both could use a friend."
Babs looked at her with a smile as Braeburn looked back an forth between them.
"Well..." the stallion said, holding out the key.
Babs took it and looked at it. "Room 3."
"Well, damn," Cocoa chuckled. "I'm Room 2."
The young mare smiled widely. "Neighbors!"
"You two have fun," the stallion said as he began backing up towards his truck. "Any problems, call me."
"Will do, cuz," Babs replied, waving bye. Braeburn waved bye back before turning and climbing into his truck. After he drove off, Babs turned to Cocoa. "So, how about I drop my stuff off in my room and we hang out?"
The brown mare nodded and patted her back. "Sounds like a plan." Babs quickly made her way to her room to dump her stuff. As she did, Cocoa watched her leave, her eyes going to Babs' ass. "Nice..." she muttered, making her way to her own room.
Upon entering, Cocoa went over to her bedside table and pulled open a drawer. Inside was a gun. Picking it up,  she carried it over to her closet and put it on the very top shelf.
Closing the closet doors, she heard the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps. Turning around, she saw Babs step into the doorway. "Someone's excited."
Smiling, the young mare stepped in. "There aren't many interestin' ponies in this town. And, none I'd call friend."
"Braeburn mentioned you were with a bad group of ponies. What makes you think I'm not bad, too?"
Babs chuckled and stood by the bed. "I'm kinda hopin' you are."
Cocoa nodded and eyed her fridge of to the right. "How about that drink?"
"I thought we'd go out to the bar," Babs said as she sat down on the edge of the bed. 
"Too noisy," Cocoa pointed out. "Plus, I want to spend time with you," she explained, heading to the fridge. "Not half the town." Opening the fridge, she leaned in to look at her selections. "I didn't bring much..." she muttered, pulling out two beers. "So, why do you want to move out so bad?" She asked, heading over to the other mare.
"Because," Babs began. "I'm sick of taking orders from someone else. I'm a big girl now. I can make decisions for myself." She took the beer that Cocoa held out to her. "Plus, it gets really hot around here and I'd like to be able to walk around naked if I wanted. Can't really do that living with someone else..." She then bit the cap of the beer off and spit it on the floor.
Cocoa watched her take a swig and let out a chuckle. "Well, that does sound like fun," she cooed. "And, if it gets hot, being naked would sure feel nice. Maybe I'll try it, too."
Babs took another huge swig and let out a burp. "Mmm... I don't mind sweat... I think it looks attractive running down someone's body... In the right light..." She took another swig, finishing the bottle and dropping it with another burp. "But, I hate how it makes your clothes stick to you, you know?"
"Yes, it's very irritating," Cocoa agreed, letting the mare ramble on.
"You gonna drink that?" Babs asked, pointing at her friend's unopened bottle.
Cocoa looked at her bottle before looking at Babs. Slowly raising the bottle to her own mouth, she popped the cap off with her teeth before holding the bottle out to Babs. The younger brown mare smiled and took it, taking another swig.
"Do you like getting drunk?" Cocoa asked. "Because you're downing the beer."
A small blush appeared on Babs cheek as she brought the bottle to her lips. "I, uh... I'm a nervous drinker," she said, quickly downing the bottle.
Cocoa chuckled and nodded. "Nervous? About what?"
Babs eyed her before lowering the empty bottle. "B... Bein' around such a sssssssexy mare..."
The older mare smiled and placed her right hand on Babs' left leg. "You're a sweet and cute mare, Babs. But, we just met. Maybe we should take our time."
"Oh, come on..." Babs slurred. "At least let's make out a little..."
Cocoa watched as Babs leaned in. The younger mare's lips were about to reach their target when her eyes went wide. Knowing what was wrong, Cocoa quickly helped Babs to the bathroom where the drunk mare began throwing up in the toilet.
"You drank too much too fast..." Cocoa sighed, rubbing Babs' back.



Later...

Braeburn entered the sheriff's station and sat at his desk across from Silverstar's. Letting out a sigh, he thought about Babs hanging out with the new mare that arrived in town. After staring at his computer for a few more seconds, he logged in to the police database and searched for any mares named Cocoa. Scrolling through the list, he clicked on a few before finding one of the mare he met.
"Cocoa Powder..." he read. Her record was clean, though it said she was once part of the Manehattan Police. Leaning back in his chair, he let out a scoff. "An ex-cop from the big city?" He thought a little more before looking up any known associates. There were family members all with clean records as well. "An ex-cop with a clean record... Maybe I'm worrying about nothing..." Just then, his phone went off. Quickly taking it out of his pocket, he answered it. "Yeah?"
"It's Silverstar!" The sheriff's voice said. There was gunfire in the background. "I found a drug deal and I'm pinned behind my car!"
"Where are you?" Braeburn asked, leaving the station and getting in his car.
"The large oasis to the east of town! Hurry!"
Braeburn hung up and quickly sped off towards the east oasis.



Cocoa gently laid Babs on the bed and helped her under the covers. The drunk mare soon passed out as Cocoa stood up. "Back later, cutie," she cooed, heading to her closet and opening it.
Reaching up, she took her gun down and went to grab her holster from her suitcase. Once she was geared up, she grabbed her black duster coat from the closet and pulled it own. Slipping into her boots, she turned to the bed. Taking one last look at Babs, she smiled and headed out of the motel.
Once she got in her car, she pulled out her cell phone and dialed. Putting it to her ear, she waited for an answer. "The motel. Check in and wait for me," she said, before hanging up.



Silverstar fired at his attackers before taking cover behind a tree. Most criminal activity happened in the various oases because of the cover the trees provided. There were also various houses set up in the oases, some of which are used for gang meet-ups.

“This ain’t lookin’ too good,” the sheriff said to himself as he reloaded.

He popped out to shout when he saw one of the two stallions get shot by an unseen attacker. Before the second could react, he was also shot dead. The sheriff stepped out fully and raised his gun, ready to attack. After a few seconds, Cocoa stepped out from behind a tree, arms raised.

“Just me,” she said with a smile, her gun smoking. “Friendly.”

Silverstar kept his gun on her. “Who are you?”

“Cocoa Powder,” The mare greeted. “Former Manehattan Police.”

The sheriff hesitated for a moment before letting his gun. “There’s more up ahead. Two, I think. They’ve been selling drugs out of this spot.”

“Well, then,” Cocoa said with a smile, heading in the direction the sheriff pointed out. “Let’s get moving.”

Silverstar followed close behind, gun at the ready, the both of them moving further into the oasis. They soon spotted a shack with a stallion standing guard out front.

“Distract him,” Cocoa whispered as she moved around towards the back of the house. “I’ll get a look inside for an accurate head count.”

Cocoa snuck around to the back of the shack where there was a window. Reaching up, the gave it a tiny to push to see if it was open. It slid open a crack, making the mare smile. Sitting back down, she took her shoes off. Sliding the open open, she climbed in and dropped to the floor silently.

It was only one room with the entrance at the far side. There was a silver mare, with a black ponytail with bangs that hung just above her eyes, off to the left, guarding a few bags of what looked like drugs. In her hand was a handgun. When Cocoa started to move towards her, there was a gunshot outside. The stallion in the doorway ducked and fired back, before leaving. As the gunshots continued outside, Cocoa aimed her gun at the mare and moved closer. When the mare spotted her, letting out a gasp, Cocoa raised a finger to her lips.

"Shh. It's okay. I don't wanna kill you. Just drop your gun and slide it over to me." The mare let out a grunt and swung her arm around to aim at the brown mare. Cocoa chuckled and took aim. "I used to be a cop, sweetie. How good's your aim?"

They were a few feet apart, so a shaky hand would most likely cause the bullet to miss its target. The silver mare seemed to be thinking about this before she set her gun down, sliding it over to the brown mare. Cocoa smiled and picked it up before moving closer. Cocoa then holstered her own gun and sat beside the silver mare, gun on her.

"What's your name, sweetie?" Cocoa asked with a smile, looking in the mare's purple eyes.

The silver mare eyed the gun before looking the mare in the eyes. "Silva Linin'."

"Silver Lining?" Cocoa asked. "Fuck, I love that accent." Her eyes ran over the mare's body, admiring her C-cups. "Mmm... So, what are you up to, Silver?"

"Dealin' drugs, makin' money. What's it look like?"

"Looks like a sloppy mess," the brown mare cooed. "How many are you?"

"In our gang?" Silver asked. "About twenty and countin'."

"Hmm..." Cocoa thought aloud. "Seems like you could use a better planner. Luckily for you, I happen to be free and would love to take control of your gang."

"Take control?" Silver asked with wide eyes. "What? Are you serious?"

Cocoa lowered her gun and reached over to rub the mare's cheek lovingly. "All you have to do is get me close to your boss. Set up a meeting for me."

Silver shuddered at the touch. "Wh-What makes ya a better leader?"

"Honey," Cocoa started, leaning in close so their lips almost touched. "I said I was a cop, remember?"

Silver started to squirm lightly in place. "O-Oh, yeah... Um... I-I can try?"

Cocoa smiled as the gunfire outside stopped. "Good."

They then heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Cocoa quickly aimed her gun at the doorway just as the other stallion ran in.

"What the hell?" He asked.

"Oh, good," Cocoa sighed. "It's just you." She then shot him in the head.

Silver gasped as the body fell to the ground. "Wh-What the hell?"

"I need to make the sheriff outside trust me," Cocoa explained. "Now, gather your drugs, and wait a couple minutes before leaving. I'll lead the sheriff away."

Silver nodded as Cocoa stood up. The brown mare smiled and reached out to rub the mare's head. "You're so fuckin' adorable, I could eat you up."

The Silver mare's face turned red as Cocoa left the shack, circling around back to grab her shoes. When she came back around front, she dragged the body away from the shack before letting go. As she did, the sheriff came over, holding his shoulder. It seemed he was shot.

"Shit, you good?" Cocoa asked.

Silverstar nodded. "I'll live. Was he it?"

Cocoa nodded. "The only one. I did manage to get some information, though. The gang is about twenty strong, but they're getting more, it would seem. But, they seem sloppy. only sending one to handle the drugs."

"Were there any left in there?" The sheriff asked.

The mare shook her head, looking back to Silver running away. They were far enough away that they couldn't hear her feet on the sticks and leaves. "No. Apparently, this stallion sold it all before you found them."

"Well, shoot," Silverstar sighed, putting his gun away. "Well, I appreciate the help. Can you come by the station tomorrow?"

"I know the routine," Cocoa cooed with a smile. "Can you drive?"

Silverstar nodded. "I'll be fine. See ya tomorrow," he said, heading back.

Cocoa nodded and eyed Silver, who just disappeared from view. "Mmm... What a tasty mare."



That night...

Cocoa returned to her room to find Babs asleep on her stomach in her bed. Smiling, she went back to her closet to store her gun, and the stallion's gun, before heading into her bathroom. After disrobing and showering, she dried off and went back to the closet. Slipping into a black bra and panties, she made her way back to bed.
At the bed, she looked over Babs. Leaning in, she slowly lifted the covers to see Babs' bare back and ass. At some point, she must've awoken and stripped and went back to sleep. Climbing in, Cocoa laid beside her and grabbed the TV remote from the bedside table. Turning it on, she flipped through the channels to see what was on.
As she did, Babs stirred a little before putting her arm around the older mare. Smiling, Cocoa reached her arm around the younger mare and pulled her close. She could now feel the mare's breasts press against her bra. Soon, Babs' eyes opened a tad.
Looking up at Cocoa, Babs blushed. "Uh... What are you doin' in my room?"
"Your room?" Cocoa asked with a chuckle. "It's my room, sweetie..."
Babs looked around before returning her gaze to the mare. "O-Oh! Sorry, uh..." she stammered, pulling away from Cocoa to pull the sheets up to cover her breasts. "All these rooms must look the same... A-And I was drunk..."
Cocoa smiled and leaned in. "You can stay if you want. Just because you're naked doesn't mean I'll take advantage of you."

“It’s not just that,” Babs muttered. “I’m just a little self-conscious about my... well, my belly.”

Cocoa chuckled and eyed the sheets. “May I see?”

Babs went wide-eyed. “O-Oh, uh...” A blush formed on her face. "I'm sort of... topless..."

"So?" Cocoa asked with a chuckle. "Just cover up with your arm."

The younger mare hesitated before nodding. "That works." She used her left hand to grab her right breast, her arm blocking her left breast. She then pulled the covers back to show her slightly pudgy belly. "See? I'm fat."

"That's not fat," Cocoa said with a giggle. "That's just pudge. Or, love handles." She reached out to place her hand on the mare's belly.

"H-Hey, wait," Babs shuddered.

The brown mare eyed her with a smile. "Yes?"

"I'm, uh... also bottomless," Babs reminded her.

"I'm not feeling you up," Cocoa reassured her, her hand exploring only the mare's belly. "Just trying to see what the fuss is about." She then pulled her hand back to gently flick Babs on the nose. "You have a sexy belly. Though, if you're still too unhappy with it, we could work out together."

"Really?" Babs asked with a smile.

Cocoa nodded. "I used to be a cop, you know. I know a few techniques to burn that adorable fat." Babs just smiled at her. "But, right now, we need to sleep. Feel free to head back if you're uncomfortable being naked with me."

Babs looked over at the door, thinking for a moment, before looking back at the older mare. "I ain't goin' nowhere. If that's alright with you."

Cocoa smiled and eyed the mare's body once more before pulling the covers back up. "Fine with me, sweet cheeks." She then put her arm around her bedmate and closed her eyes. "Goodnight, cutie."

Babs smiled and closed her eyes, too, finally feeling happy after what felt like forever.
> New Boss In Town
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9:00 AM

Cocoa and Babs slowly open their eyes the next morning, the younger one going wide-eyed. Her head was resting on the brown mare’s breasts while the brown mare’s hand rested on her bare butt. Cocoa took it all casually and stretched with both arms, yawning.

“Morning, Babs,” Cocoa said as she rubbed her eyes.

Babs quickly sat up, covering up with her arm again. “Um... what... happened?”

“Apparently, we cuddled,” Cocoa answered, before getting out of bed. “You must think my breasts are pretty soft,” She teased, cupping her mounds. “Like pillows.”

Babs blushed. “I-I don’t know whatcha mean by that. My head just happened to move there during the night, is all.”

“Sure,” Cocoa said as she headed into the area by the bathroom, which was out of eyesight from the bed. “You can use my tits as pillows anytime you want, sweetie, but right now I gotta go to the sheriff’s station.”

“Sheriff’s station?” Babs asked, as she saw Cocoa’s bra fly into view and land in front of the bed. “What, uh... What for?”

“Well, before I came back to find you sleeping naked in my bed,” Cocoa began, tossing her panties with her bra. “I helped the sheriff with a drug bust.”

Babs stared at the pile of underwear before looking at the corner that Cocoa disappeared around. She leaned to the side a little to see if she could see anything. She saw nothing. “A drug bust? Did ya kill anyone?”

“One,” Cocoa replied. “Another got away.” When she came back into view, she was wearing a white crop top and shorts. Smiling, she made her way over to Babs. “I’ll see you later. Feel free to wait here.” She then playfully ruffled Babs’ hair before heading over to the coat rack by the door. “If you’re gonna hang out naked, though, you may wanna close the blinds.”

Babs went wide-eyed as the mare left.



10:30 AM

Cocoa sat down in a chair in front of the sheriff’s desk. Silverstar took a seat in his chair and set a tape recorder on his desk. Hitting record, he looked up at the mare.

“In your own words,” he said with a smile. “describe, for the record, who you are and what happened.”

The mare nodded. “My name’s Cocoa Powder. I used to be a cop in Manehattan before quitting the force and moving here.”

“Why’d you quit?” The sheriff asked inquisitively, not so much suspiciously.

“Change of pace,” Cocoa answered, before smiling. “Wanted to settle down. Met a cute mare here, actually, so... things are going much better.”

“Well, I’m mighty happy for ya,” the sheriff responded with a light smile. “And, about the drug bust?”

“Right,” Cocoa said with a nod. “I was exploring the area, getting a lay of the land, and then I heard gunshots. I show up to find you in trouble and I lend a hand.”

“What was in the shack?” The sheriff asked.

“Just that stallion I shot,” Cocoa answered honestly. “No drugs. No other dealers.”

“Uh-huh,” the sheriff said, leaning back in his chair. “And, where’s Braeburn?”

Cocoa froze for a moment in shock at the question. “Uh... What?”

“Braeburn,” Silverstar repeated. “I send him a request for backup and you show up instead.”

The brown mare let out a soft chuckle. “Um... You think I did something to him?” The sheriff just waited for a better answer. “I’m trying to get with his cousin. You think she’d respect me at all, or want anything to do with me, if I did something to Braeburn?”

“Then, where is he?” Silverstar asked again.

Cocoa leaned in with an irritated look on her face. “I. Don’t. Know.” She then got up and started walking away.

“Where do you think yer goin,?” Silverstar called after her.

“I’m gonna find Braeburn!” Cocoa called back.

Silverstar sighed heavily and stopped the recorder. “I hope you do.”



12:00 PM

Cocoa got out of her car once she was back at the motel and kicked a tire in frustration. “Stupid fuck,” She growled under her breath. Reaching into her pockets, she pulled out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Taking a cigarette out with her teeth, she put the box back in her pocket before lighting up. Inhaling deeply, she pinched the cigarette between two fingers and pulled out, blowing the smoke out. “Goddammit...” She muttered.

Babs slowly approached her. “You okay?” She asked.

The brown mare eyed her. “Apparently, I’m a suspect in Braeburn’s disappearance.”

Babs went wide-eyed. “Braeburn’s missin’?!”

Cocoa took another puff of her cigarette. “Don’t worry. I made a call. Help’s coming.” Babs nodded with a worried look on her face. Cocoa’s phone vibrated and she pulled it out of her pocket. She had received a text from someone on her crew about a house they purchased for her in her name. “I have something to do. I’ll let you know the second I hear about Braeburn, okay?”

Babs rubbed her left arm nervously. “Okay. I guess with both you and the sheriff lookin’, it won’t be long until someone finds ‘im.”

Cocoa gave her a smile and patted her shoulder. “There ya go. Anyways, I’ll catch ya later, Babs,” she said, before opening her car door and climbing in.



1:00 PM

Cocoa stood in front of a decently-sized, two-story house on the edge of town. She timed her head a few times before nodding. “They did good.”

“Cocoa!” Came a familiar voice. The brown mare looked over to see Babs running towards her. “Silverstar told me you bought a place. Is this it?”

Cocoa chuckled and turned to face her. “It sure is. Cool, right? I’m an official Appleoosian now.”

Babs stopped in front of her, panting lightly. “Um… I know we just met and all, but… would it be too forward to ask if…”

“Need a place to stay?” Cocoa asked with a smirk.

Babs chuckled nervously and nodded. “Yeah…”

The brown mare put her hand on the younger mare’s shoulder. “Hop in my car. We’ll go grab your things.”



2:00 PM

Babs burst through the front door and looked to her left at the kitchen, then to her right at the living room, then down the hall past the stairs at the door leaning it back. “There’s a pool, too?!” She exclaimed, before taking off.

Cocoa stepped through the front door, carrying her own bag in one hand and Babs’ in the other. She saw Babs leave out the back into their fenced-off backyard and start stripping down to get in the pool. “I need to give my boys a bonus for this one.”

She kicked the door shut and carried the bags upstairs. Up top was a horseshoe-like shape with a railing that overlooked the front entrance. The master bedroom was on the right while a guest bedroom and study were on the left. Right across from the stairs was a bathroom.

Cocoa brought Babs bag to the guest room, which was a normal-sized bedroom with a window that overlooked the front of the house. She then brought her own bag to the master bedroom and smiled at the big bed designed for 2-3 sleepers. This room had a large dresser, a window that overlooked the backyard and another that overlooked the front. There was also a door that seemed to connect to the bathroom.

Cocoa dropped her bag on the floor before heading over to the window at the back. Looking out, she saw Babs swimming around naked in the pool. Smiling, she left the window and headed downstairs. Rounding the corner, she headed down the hall towards the backdoor. Babs had left the sliding door open in her excitement. Cocoa stepped through and found a small table with umbrella on the left while the pool was on the right.

“Hey, Cocoa,” Babs said as she swam up to the edge of the pool. “This place is great.”

The brown mare chuckled and squatted down. “Sure is. How’s the water?”

“It’s great,” Babs said with a wide smile.

Cocoa smiled back and stood up. “Guess I'll have to join you, then," she said as she pulled out her phone. She had a text from Silver informing her of the location of her gang's hideout and a time at night which would be best for coming. Smiling, she set her phone on the poolside table and began undressing

Babs watched as the mare removed her clothes, her eyes on the breasts as her face turned red. "Uh..."

Cocoa eyed her with a smile. "We're just skinny-dipping together. It's not like we're gonna fuck, or anything."

"Ha ha," Babs laughed nervously. "Right. That's true."

The older mare made her way to the pool before sitting down on the edge with her legs dangling in the water. "You're a cute mare, Babs. Sexy, even. Normally, I'd seduce someone like that, but... for some reason... I wanna take my time with you." She then slid into the water in front of the younger mare. "Get to know you more. That okay?"

Babs smiled and nodded quickly. "Sure. Now, how 'bout that swim?"

Cocoa nodded. "Sounds wonderful."



11:00 PM

Cocoa pulled up to a farm located next to the northern oasis. The natural waters in the oasis kept the dirt around it perfect for farming crops. The barn, however, was where the real fun was going on. Parking her car with the others by the barn, she got out and closed her door. She was wearing a long jacket, black t-shirt, and black pants. She was immediately greeted by Silver.

“He inside,” the silver mare said with a worried look. “They all are.”

Cocoa smiled and pinched the mare’s cheek. “Hang out at the back,” she said as Silver gave her bedroom eyes. “This is going to be interesting.”

Leaving the mare panting softly, Cocoa entered the barn to find a group of mares and stallions all chatting. On the left side was a bar with all kinds of alcohol and on the right was a stage with what appeared to be stripper poles. There were also tables set up all over. It looked more like a nightclub than a barn. When Cocoa entered, the talking stopped as everyone looked at her.

“So, you’re the one who wanted to meet,” a rather large and muscular gray stallion said as he walked up. He had on only a black vest and shorts, showing off his muscles. An interesting thing to note was that the mares and stallion he passed all seemed to give him questionable looks. Was this guy a bad leader?

Cocoa smiled and removed her shades. “You must be the big boy in charge.”

“I am,” the stallion replied. “Name’s Dust. Yours?”

“Cocoa Powder,” The brown mare greeted.

“Silver tells me you’re interested in joining,” Dust said as he crossed his arms.

Cocoa smiled and slid her shades in one of her jacket’s inner pockets. “I was highly tempted. And, seeing your hideout, included with stripper poles, makes me sure I would love to be a part of this gang.”

Dusty held out his arms. “We could use all the help we can g...”

“Oh, you mistake,” Cocoa chuckled. “I didn’t come here to join. I came here to lead.”

The crowd began laughing as Dusty eyed them. “Seems you have your answer,” he said, pulling out a revolver. “Now, how’s about gettin’ up on that stage over there... and showing us all the goods?”

A wide smirk spread across Cocoa’s lips. “Oh, now, that does sound like fun. But, if you want a piece of me, you’ll have to come get me.”

The stallion growled softly. “With pleasure.”

He took a step forward and reached out to grab the mare. Cocoa quickly grabbed his wrist and twisted it, making a sickening snapping sound as the stallion grunted in pain. The brown mare then slid behind him, pulled out two knives, and stabbed the stallion’s legs. When she pulled the blades out, Dusty dropped to his knees. Cocoa then took this opportunity to stab a knife in the back of his head. When the stallion fell limp, Cocoa pulled her knife free from the skull and sheathed the weapons before pulling out her own gun.

She looked around to see everyone staring at her. “What... a piece... of shit,” she chuckled loudly for all to hear. “Am I right?” She started making her way over to the bar. “At least, I’m assuming you all feel that way given that I’m still alive.” The mare behind the bar counter quickly set down a bottle, which Cocoa snatched up. “Thanks, doll,” she cooed, winking at the mare. Turning back around, she made her way towards the stage. “I admit... I killed Silver’s partners during that poorly thought out drug deal yesterday.”

When she climbed up on the stage, she heard a stallion shout out: “I knew it! She’s with the cops!”

Everyone in the room pulled out their guns and aimed them at the brown mare. Cocoa let out a sigh and took a swig from her bottle. “There is some truth in that. However, I’m only helping out the police to gain their trust. I was part of the Manehattan PD back in the day, so getting in was easy. Think about it! Your new leader is buddies with the police! If y’all do what I say, I can guarantee your safety. If anyone gets out of line, well... I doubt Silverstar would mind if I shot you.”

Everyone slowly put their guns down, but one. “How can we trust you?” He asked.

Cocoa took another swig before setting the bottle down. “How about the fact that I came here in person, rather than sending the police? I clearly knew about this place.”

“Everyone knows about this place,” the stallion replied. “We just use it as a hangout after it closes.”

“It’s a public bar?” Cocoa asked, looking around. “Who’s the manager?” Everyone looked at Dusty’s dead body. “Oh. Well, I guess that makes me the new manager.”

“Like hell,” the irritated stallion growled. “I should plug you right now.”

Cocoa tilted her head to crack her neck before chuckling. “Think you can make that shot?” She asked. “Squeeze a round off before I can pull my weapon?” The stallion stared at her as his hand started to shake a little. The crowd around him parted so there was a clear line between him and the brown mare. “Assuming you do fire off a few rounds, you only have eight shots.” The stallion eyed his revolver before looking at the mare again. “Don’t forget, I was a cop. And, your hand’s shaking.”

When the stallion eyed his hand again, Cocoa quickly pulled out her gun and fired twice. The first bullet shattered the barrel of the stallion’s gun before the second bullet grazed his leg. As he dropped to his knees, his right hand burning from the gun bursting, Cocoa picked up her bottle before getting off the stage. She then walked over to the stallion as he looked up at her.

“Here,” she said, holding out the bottle. “Looks like you could use it.” The stallion stared at her with a look of disbelief, before slowly taking the bottle. “What’s your name?”

“Stray Rut,” The stallion replied. "Are you... You're not going to kill me?"

Cocoa smiled and squatted down to be at eye level. "In my years as a cop, I came to value my teammates. If I killed you, I'd be down one." The stallion didn't say anything. He simply took a sip of the alcohol. "Enjoy," Cocoa cooed. "I tongued the opening," she added with a wink, before standing up. "Now, does anyone else wanna challenge me? If not, resume whatever it was you were doing before I arrived. Tomorrow, we start making plans."

The crowd all cautiously went back to what they were doing, their eyes occasionally returning to the brown mare as if they expected her to shoot them in the back. Cocoa watched them all disperse before Rut stood up with a groan. He held out the bottle, but Cocoa shook her head with a smile. The stallion gave the tiniest hint of a smirk before keeping the bottle and walking away.

As he left, Silver approached. “Glad that all worked out for ya... ma’am.”

Cocoa looked at her and chuckled. “Me, too. And now...” She started, reaching out and placing her hand on the mare’s cheek. “I get to show you my appreciation.”

Silver shuddered and rubbed her cheek against the mare’s palm. “I don’t deserve it, ma’am.”

“Nonsense,” Cocoa whispered, leaning in close and sliding her thumb into the mare’s mouth. “You deserve a lot.”

Silver blushed hard but licked at the digit in her mouth with soft moans. Cocoa felt the wet tongue and smiled, pushing her index and middle fingers inside the mouth before gently making the silver mare open her mouth. The southern-speakin’ mare had perfect teeth and a soaking wet mouth. It almost made Cocoa wish she had a dick. As she rubbed the tongue, Silver started moaning softly while rubbing her thighs together.

“Come on,” Cocoa chuckled, taking her fingers from the mare’s mouth. “Show me to the office.”

Once in the office, Cocoa locker the door and held Silver against the wall, the aroused mare shuddering some more. Cocoa gave a wink and placed her hands on the mare’s belly. Sliding her hands up and under the tube top, she pushed the clothing above the mounds, exposing them. When she felt the hard nipples on her palm, she squeezed lightly.

“D-Do ya like ‘em, ma’am?” Silver asked, her face red and her body sweaty.

Cocoa nodded. “They’re a little bigger than mine.” Cocoa then grabbed the mare’s jacket and pulled it off.

Once her arms were free from said jacket, Silver pulled off her tube top the rest of the way. With her whole upper body on display, she raised her arms above her head and interlocked her fingers.

Cocoa chuckled and leaned in, running her hands up and down the mare’s body. “So, what’s your specialty, sweetie?” Cocoa asked with a smile.

Silver shuddered at the touch. “U-Uh... I’m really good at... at stealth and p... playing innocent.”

“Ahh, the covert type, huh?” The brown mare asked, getting to her knees. She then grabbed Silver’s shorts and undid the button. After unzipping the shorts, Cocoa noticed that the mare wasn’t wearing panties. Smirking, she pulled the shorts down all the way. “Naughty girl.”

“I get hot easily,” Silver explained.

Cocoa chuckled. “You don’t say.” She then dove forward and started licking away at the silver pussy.

Silver arched her back and moaned out happily, her body sweating even more. As she felt the tongue enter her, she curled her toes and moaned deeply. Cocoa brought her hands to Silver’s ass and gripped both cheeks. Silver lifted her right foot and placed it on the brown mare’s butt.

After a few more seconds, Silver gasped loudly. “Ma’am! I-I’m gonna...”

Cocoa smiled and kept sucking away at the wet pussy lips. When she felt the first stream of juices squirt into her mouth, she closed her eyes. The second stream filled her mouth completely. The last two overflowed and ran down her cheeks and chin. The extremely pent up mare finally stopped before dropping to her knees.

Cocoa quickly leaned in and kissed the mare on the lips. Silver’s eyes went wide when she felt her own juices pass from her boss’ mouth into her own. Silver finally kissed back as her juices sloshed back and forth from Cocoa’s mouth to hers. As they made out, some of the juices ran down their chins.

The brown mare broke the kiss by standing up and using her hand to make the silver mare tilt her head back. Cocoa smiled down at the mare, who opened her mouth to show her boss her mouth full of her own juices. She closed her mouth, and swallowed a couple times, before opening her mouth again. Empty.

"Good girl," Cocoa cooed, rubbing the mare's head.

They were soon interrupted by a knock on the door. “Um… ma’am?” Came a stallion’s voice.

Cocoa sighed and wiped her mouth with a fist. “Coming,” she called out, her eyes not leaving her pet. “Stay right here.”

Silver nodded, looking like she just ran a few miles. Cocoa smiled and stood up, before making her way over to the door. Unlocking it, she opened it up.

“Yeah?” She asked. “What?”

It was an orange stallion with short spiky white hair and tail. “We had a captive that our old boss was gonna torture for fun. What do you wanna do with him?”

Cocoa sighed and looked over at Silver. “Get dressed,” ordered, the more nodding and clumsily grabbing her tube top. “Mommy’s gotta do something.” She then stepped out and closed the door. “Lead the way.”

The orange stallion nodded and brought her to the back where there was a small room that probably once served as a workshop. When the stallion opened the door, Cocoa stepped in and gasped. She then quickly left and closed the door.

“That’s fuckin’ Braeburn,” she hissed.