Equestrian Foal Adventures/Try getting Rumble to kiss her
Her little fillypussy was drenched, her breath practically stinking of pheromones, as she ventured outside to find Rumble. Could he be still at home with his older brother Thunderlane ? or maybe at the local pool swimming ? or maybe he was at buttons house ?
But no wait, there was rumble, strolling down the path in a diaper that was quite messy and thoroughly drenched with musky and stinky coltpeepee, while occasionally letting out small sweet and stinky poots.
He smelt of sweet and sour sweat, natural coltmusk, a few too many unwashed days, his diaper and his coltpoots. as he walked by sweetie belle practically bumped into him at top speed trying to get a kiss on the lips from the colt she so adored.
Rumble stood there in silence for a moment, a moment sweetie belle savoured and rumble abhorred before striking her muzzle so hard with his forehoof that she spat blood and a couple of teeth. "SWEETIE BELLE! WHAT! THE! BUCK! NEVER DO THAT AGAIN! FOR THE UMPHTEENTH TIME! I'M GAY AND IN A LOVING RELATIONSHIP WITH BUTTON, PIP AND TENDER TAPS! HONESTLY! YOU FILLIES ARE THE WORST! WHY DON'T YOU JUST KILL YOURSELF!!!" the enraged colt screamed at her before fluttering off towards buttons house like he originally planned.
the utterly heartbroken filly decided....