Kinsley’s Cravings
Chapter Three
-by Drace Domino

Every year, Canterlot High held an exhibition football game against their biggest rival: Crystal Prep. It was the most looked-forward-to game of the entire year after Homecoming, with hundreds of students from both schools cheering on their respective team in an attempt to bolster them towards victory. It never really mattered who won since the rivalry would only continue, but it was a chance for the students of Canterlot High to unite against a common enemy. Like they’d done with Sunset. And the Dazzlings. And Gloriosa Daisy. And...well...it wasn’t really all that uncommon a thing these days, but it was still a source of great excitement for the students.

And specifically, for the newest student of Canterlot High, it was a chance to immerse herself in school spirit.

“Sunset, everything looks wonderful!” Kinsley had an arm linked through one of Sunset Shimmer’s while the two girls walked, marching up the dirt path leading up to the football field. They were effectively surrounded on all sides with students from both schools lined up shoulder-to-shoulder to get in, most of them with their faces painted with team colors or carrying big cardboard banners they made in art class. The field itself was similarly dressed up for the occasion with banners and streamers and a giant float just to the side of the field, depicting two football helmets crashing together. Even for those that didn’t really care about the sport itself, it was still a sight to see, and easy to get wrapped up in the celebratory atmosphere. “Pinkie Pie really went all out, didn’t she?”

“This is like a half hour’s worth of work for Pinkie Pie, but I’m glad you’re easy to impress,” Sunset Shimmer responded with a grin, and nudged the other girl with a gentle swing of her hips. As soon as she did so, Kinsley’s face erupted into a little blush as the two leaned towards each other, pressing close as their heads bobbed forward and their noses affectionately rubbed. “But I’m glad you’re having fun already, baby!”

“Ugh, you two are so gross,” a sharp voice escaped from behind them, and when the pair turned they saw the pouting face of the Great and Powerful Trixie, marching along with half her face painted yellow to show her school pride. She was holding a pennant in one hand and a cooler in the other, and made a gagging face as soon as the two girls looked back. “Always doing that cutesy girlfriend stuff. You’re not supposed to be making out in the halls in front of the lockers, you know. And what the heck is with those outfits?!”

Sunset and Kinsley both gazed down, heads tilted as if they didn’t see the problem. Sunset was packed into tight-fitting jeans leading into her usual high boots while Kinsley wore impossibly snug, ass-hugging yoga pants that ran all the way down into a pair of sturdy sneakers. They both looked impeccable from behind within their respective pants, so Sunset could only assume Trixie took issue with the rest of their attire.

“...you mean our hoodies?”

“Of course I mean your hoodies,” Trixie stuck out her tongue and pointed at her mouth, groaning. “Matching hoodies? How silly and immature can you get?”

Kinsley and Sunset Shimmer exchanged glances once more, this time lingering on each other as if they were truly taking Trixie’s words to heart. Indeed, they were wearing matching forest green hoodies to keep themselves warm, and while Sunset’s fiery hairstyle and amber skin didn’t make quite as lovely a contrast as Kinsley’s purple flesh and blonde hair, it still suited her well enough. They made for a cute pair of girlfriends in their matching outfits, toying with the strings dangling from each other’s hoodies while they kissed in the hall, or tucking dirty love notes into each other’s large front pockets. And if Trixie couldn’t understand the importance of cute matching fashions between girlfriends...well…

“Fuck off, Trixie,” Kinsley chirped up with a smile, flipped the pouting brat the middle finger, and then went right back to leaning against Sunset Shimmer.

“Yeah, Trixie, go to hell,” Sunset chirped, and stuck her tongue out. “You’re such a cunt that I’m surprised you’re not carrying a Crystal Prep pennant.”

The two girls giggled as they continued through the crowd en route to the football field, leaving Trixie behind amongst the swarm of people. The blue-skinned bitch fumed for a few seconds longer with her cheeks growing dark and her lips set to a fierce pout, up until the point she gave up on her frustration and unleashed a heavy, exasperated sigh.

“...I’m not smart enough for Crystal Prep.” She murmured. Correctly.

***

Kinsley had been fucking Sunset Shimmer since her very first week at Canterlot High a few months ago. That was nothing new. Whether Sunset used some fancy Equestrian magic to give herself a cock or a pussy, it didn’t matter - there wasn’t much more that Kinsley loved than being treated like Sunset’s joyous, happy little whore. It was only natural that the two started dating not long after Sunset began making regular use of her favorite little slut, and these days, she was comfortable calling Kinsley her girlfriend. Amongst...other things. Girlfriend. New student liason. Pal. And of course, pimp.

“Here we are, this should be a nice spot,” Sunset Shimmer purred as she took a turn with Kinsley’s wrist still in her hand, yanking the other girl away from the same path as all the other students. The two started to dart past the crowds to head behind the bleachers, tucking in among the darkness and shadows so they couldn’t be seen during what would come next. The noise above them was nearly deafening, from the roaring crowds to the creaking boards of the bleachers, but it served as a fitting spot for the pair to engage in their unique brand of romance. Once the hoodie-clad young women were sheltered away from outside eyes, Sunset Shimmer released her grasp on Kinsley’s arm, smirking as she levelled her gaze upon her purple-skinned lover.

“How you feeling? Should I send out the text?”

“Sure,” Kinsley giggled, though she was already fidgeting from side to side. Something within her was still settling - her panties wet and increasingly sticky, thanks to a steady trickle from just above them. “But Rainbow Dash left a pretty big creampie in me during her good luck pregame fuck, so might want to let people know they’ll be getting sloppy seconds.”

“Baby, please,” Sunset Shimmer chuckled as she flipped out her phone, tapping away at it with a thumb. She didn’t even look up to see her girlfriend’s face as she made a playfully dismissive comment, set against a coy smirk that refused to go down. “Anyone that ever fucks you gets sloppy seconds. We all know what a whore you are.”

Kinsley blushed, but...couldn’t really argue, considering the circumstances. It wasn’t long after Sunset Shimmer sent out her text message that they could hear rustling from above them on the bleachers, followed by a line that was forming along the edge of it. It rivalled that of the concession stand before too long with students lined up through the back of the bleachers, and rushing to the very head of the pack was none other than one of Kinsley’s favorites. Rarity rounded the back of the bleachers looking as radiant as ever - dressed in a CHS cheerleading uniform even though she wasn’t part of the team. Still, she looked lovely in her playfully pleated skirt and full wool sweater that hugged her impressive physique, and she was practically glowing by the time she bopped in front of the other two girls.

“Good evening, darlings!” Rarity was already reaching into her purse, gazing between her two friends with a smile. “Ohh, am I first in line? How trendsetting!”

“Kinda,” Kinsley lifted a hand and wiggled it back and forth, to which Rarity simply offered the girl a deadpan look and a simple grunt.

“Rainbow Dash?”

“She said she’d throw better if she wasn’t all pent up!”

“Well...I suppose I could ask for worse people to go after,” Rarity murmured as she rummaged in her purse, securing her tiny wallet. “At least it’s not after Pinkie Pie. I swear, darling, that girl somehow makes every inch of you sticky. Well...stickier than the rest of us do.” She lifted her head, addressing not Kinsley, but Sunset Shimmer. “How much is she tonight, darling?”

“Ten for a handjob, twenty for a blowjob,” Sunset Shimmer counted the options off on her hands, smirking. “If you want her pussy, it’s forty, and her ass is fifty.”

“Hmm…” Rarity pursed her lips as she gazed inside her wallet, pondering her options. The last time she asked if there was a friend’s group discount she was sharply reprimanded - sensibly so, considering how affordable Kinsley’s rates already were. Finally, Rarity pulled a crisp twenty dollar bill from her pocket and neatly folded it, squeezing it into Sunset Shimmer’s hand as she stepped forward. “Here we are, dear. Just your mouth tonight, Kinsley, I’d hate to get too worn out to enjoy the big game!”

“I’m surprised you really care about it, Rarity,” Kinsley remarked as she dropped down to her knees, smoothly and fluidly and as casual as could be. When Rarity stepped up to her she pressed her purple fingers across the other girl’s ivory knees, drifting them back and forth before creeping along the outside of her thighs, ever-closer to her skirt. She could certainly sense that Rarity was bulging underneath her cheerleading skirt, but she didn’t peek just yet - it was always a fun surprise to see how stiff her friends could get when they paid to fuck her. “I never figured you for the sports type.”

“Oh, I’m not, darling,” Rarity scoffed, rolling her eyes and tossing her hair in a dismissive fashion. “But the drama, dear! The school rivalry between us and those rogues of Crystal Prep! The fervor of Principal Celestia screaming at the coaches! Oh, it’s all dreadfully exciting.”

Clearly not as exciting as getting her dick sucked underneath the bleachers in exchange for twenty bucks, though. As Kinsley offered Rarity a sweet smile she finally lifted up the girl’s cheerleading skirt, revealing that underneath Rarity was wearing a pair of silk, light blue panties that were already hiding a massive bulge. At first, the purple-skinned young woman drifted her head down and started to give Rarity a few moments of playful teasing - her nose nudging the bulging panties, her lips crossing ivory thighs for a few sweet kisses, and even pursing her lips to offer a hungry, warm breath across Rarity’s skin. All sweet touches that she was snapped free of by Sunset Shimmer clearing her throat, and reclaiming her attention.

“Don’t got time to treat every customer like a queen, Kinsley,” Sunset Shimmer grinned, and gestured behind her to the outside edge of the bleachers. There was already a line five girls deep, and they were only a few minutes after sending out the text. Kinsley couldn’t help but blush as she realized the job she had ahead of her, just as she hooked her fingers against the underside of Rarity’s panties and slowly started to pull them aside.

“Sorry, Rarity,” Kinsley gave her friend a sheepish smile. “But don’t worry, I’ll make sure you get your money’s worth!”

“You always do, darling, I have no doubt of that!” Rarity chirped up merrily, and let her hand dip into her purse, reaching for her makeup kit. “I’m just going to touch up a little while you work. No sense letting my hands be idle, after all!”

***

Rarity was just the first. Not counting Rainbow Dash. Or Sunset Shimmer before her. Or Twilight Sparkle during lunch. Or--

Rarity was the first girl that Kinsley sucked off underneath the bleachers that night. Wrapping her inviting lips around that smooth, ivory prick, she sucked her straight down to the hilt again and again with all the doting attention and affection that any of her customers would’ve come to expect by now. As Sunset Shimmer neatly tucked her newfound cash into a pocket, the young woman watched with a small smirk on her face and her hands slipping into the front of her hoodie, watching her girlfriend work with a slowly growing smile. Kinsley couldn’t help but blush as she did so - whenever Sunset Shimmer watched her work it was enough to make her squirm, and that night was no different. Even if the taste of Rarity’s perfect prick resting across her tongue wasn’t enough to heat her up, the gaze of that feisty redhead would have done the trick, and Kinsley couldn’t stop stealing glances at Sunset or the smoldering, sultry way that she looked at her.

Still, Rarity paid her entrance fee, and she deserved Kinsley’s full attention until the job was done. To that end, the newcomer at CHS wrapped her purple fingers around the other girl’s prick and formed a tight grip, bobbing her head down to the point that her lips were resting against her loosely-closed fist. From there she could move both her hand and her mouth in unison, letting her palm get steadily coated in her own spit while every last inch of Rarity felt some bit of pleasure at all times. With that flawless grasp put into place, Kinsley snuck her free palm underneath Rarity’s precious coin purse, fondling her sensitive sack with trembling fingers, teasing her in just the right way that she knew made the fashionista shudder. Sure enough, she was able to play the girl’s body like no one else could, and after just a few minutes of her fierce attention the purple-haired beauty was starting to buck her hips in the impending rush of a climax.

“O-Oh gracious, and I haven’t even finished yet, I--” Rarity scrambled to tuck her makeup kit back into her purse, recognizing that while she was getting a blowjob under the bleachers was hardly the proper time to adjust her eyeliner or fix her lipstick. Mere seconds after she tucked the case away she was quaking in delight, and when she pounded forward with one last thrust Kinsley suddenly snapped her hands out and around, clinging to Rarity’s perky ass and forcing her forward. She assisted the stylish young woman in the task of choking her with cock, keeping that tip wedged at the center of her throat as it spewed burst after burst of hot, warm, wet cum straight down her throat.

Thankfully, the noise from the bleachers and the football field beyond was enough to cover Rarity’s desperate moans, though the sound still served to rush excitement across Kinsley’s body while she gulped. Her throat was rolling as her cheeks were puffed out - swallowing mouthful after mouthful of Rarity’s cum without spilling a single drop. It was, after all, the best way to stay warm on a chilly night like that.

Well, a warm belly filled with cum and a cute matching hoodie with her girlfriend, of course!

“T-Thank you, darling, that was lovely,” Rarity slipped her rod back within her panties not long after, and did her best to straighten out her cheerleading skirt. She wobbled back a half-step until Sunset Shimmer stretched out a hand to stabilize her, catching her friend before she ended up on her ass in the grass. With another soft gasp and a practically glowing smile, she nodded her head to both girls and started to trot off. “Goodbye, dears! I do hope you get to enjoy the game at some point!”

“Nice job,” Sunset Shimmer purred, stepping up to her girlfriend and slipping a hand down. She threaded her fingers through Kinsley’s thick blonde hair and allowed them to grace across the back of her neck just where the hoodie began, offering a tiny, loving tease as she showed her appreciation. Soon enough, her brow was rising and her smile growing, and Sunset murmured in soft satisfaction as she started to bend down. “Got my share, baby?”

Kinsley, with a smile tugging at the corners of her lips, merely tilted her head back and opened her mouth to reveal that she did, in fact, have Sunset Shimmer’s share. A small puddle of Rarity’s cum was sitting in her mouth and only barely hiding her tongue, offered up as a treat to the girl that arranged this lovely fundraising event. When Sunset Shimmer closed the distance between them, Kinsley offered an adorable whimper as their mouths pressed together and their tongues started to battle - smearing around the nectar that was still warm and fresh from the tap of their shared friend’s cock. If some random passerby saw them now they wouldn’t think much of it - just a couple of cute girls stealing a kiss underneath the bleachers with nothing indecent going on at all. They’d never know that when their lips parted they were still tethered with a few threads of a third girl’s cum, nor would they hear the hungry, dominant whisper that escaped from Sunset Shimmer as she lifted from her lover’s lips.

“Don’t wear yourself out, slut,” Sunset Shimmer playfully spoke, and nudged her girlfriend with her hips. “Got a lot of paying customers lining up.”

“And I’ll suck or fuck any of them you send my way,” Kinsley cooed in response, her eyes half-lidded and downright dreamy as she gazed at her redheaded girlfriend. “I’d do anything for you, Sunset Shimmer.”

“Let’s not pretend you wouldn’t be doing this even if I wasn’t around.”

“Well...obviously I would, but I wouldn’t be enjoying it anywhere near as much.”

Rarity’s below-bleacher blowjob led another visitor in the form of the school bully, Tempest Shadow. A towering bitch of a girl with a cock the size of Kinsley’s forearm, and a penchant for slamming that tight purple pussy as hard as she pounded Snips and Snails into the lockers. Hell, those two obnoxious twerps were probably the reason Tempest could afford Kinsley that evening considering how she made it a point to hit them up for cash every day, and all that hard work bullying them paid off that night. While CHS and Crystal Prep continued to compete in the near distance, Tempest Shadow was relentless with Kinsley, ensuring that even though she was only her second visitor of the evening, it was going to be a long, long night. Vigorous, downright vicious fucking from behind during which time Tempest Shadow pulled her hair and even bit her on the shoulder through the fabric of her hoodie soon enough led to the brute hitting her climax, and she hilted herself deep in the slut to do just that. That massive cock of hers easily pistoned Kinsley into a climax long before Tempest herself started to unload, but as soon as she felt that twitching against her walls it pitched her over the edge once more. She shrieked. She moaned. She braced herself against the rails under the bleachers as she let her voice join that of the crowd outside. And once Tempest was done, Kinsley simply held herself there shuddering and spent - her pussy soon vacated with a loud, wet pop as the business-only bully pulled free and started to swagger off.

“Heh. Didn’t even say goodbye,” Sunset Shimmer cooed, and did the hard work of pulling Kinsley’s yoga pants back up into place - just to make sure that big, heaping creampie kept her nice and warm. “All right, next one’s up!”

One of the Crystal Prep girls - Sugarcoat. She was forward and upfront and conducted herself downright professionally when she paid for a simple handjob, standing there with her arms folded across her chest while Kinsley offered the most basic of services to her. Granted, it was more experience for her handjob than it was for Tempest to fuck the slut - after all, Crystal Prep girls had to pay extra if they wanted to get off with CHS’ best.

While Kinsley pumped up and down on that light purple cock, it was desperately difficult for her to resist the urge to suck it. It looked so damned tempting as she squatted there mere inches from a glistening head, and her body was still reeling from the violent, vigorous peak that Tempest fucked her into. The yoga pants were already visibly stained from within, and by the time Sugarcoat finally hit her climax Kinsley’s creampie had actively begun to soak through the fabric, leaving white threads of Tempest’s cum dangling from her crotch by the time her newest client shot off. A few hot, wet, white streaks splattered Kinsley’s hand, but she made it a point to lean back and avoid the spray - it was a shame to let good cum go to waste, but she didn’t pay the Crystal Prep facial service charge!

“That was pleasant. Next time I’ll save up for one of your holes.” Sugarcoat observed in the aftermath, tucking herself back in and raising a brow behind the frame of her glasses. She took a half-step back and gazed at where Kinsley knelt - cum-soaked yoga pants and warm and cozy hoodie, already carrying a thin sheen of sweat and already smelling like she’d been well-used. Sugarcoat, never one to mince words, only had a simple observation to make. “You really are a completely filthy whore.”

“Thanks!” Kinsley just waved and smiled, and didn’t even wait to see the girl off before she shot her gaze back towards Sunset Shimmer. “Who’s next, hon?”

Vinyl Scratch. Lemon Zest. Shimmy Shake. Ms. Harshwhinny. Indigo Zap. Vinyl Scratch again, because once wasn’t enough. Sunset Shimmer’s ex, Twilight Sparkle, the only girl that Sunset gave a discount to. It went on like that almost all throughout the game, and the entire time Kinsley and Sunset Shimmer either went completely unnoticed or were simply ignored while one girl sold the other for an increasingly tidy profit. Whether it was spoiled rich Crystal Prep brats blowing their unearned allowances to get a chance to fuck Kinsley or one of the girls or teachers that she’d see in the hall each and every day during her life at CHS, Kinsley gave every customer all she had. Her mouth. Her hands. Her ass. Her pussy. Whatever they paid for they could enjoy until they popped off, and while Kinsley was used again and again and again, Sunset Shimmer always watched with rapt attention. With her hands tucked inside of her hoodie pocket she gazed adoringly at her girlfriend while she worked, no matter if she was getting her yoga pants’ knees dirty by bracing herself on the grass or deepthroating someone until they came straight down her gullet. Sunset watched it all without a trace of jealousy or contempt, and on more than one occasion snuck in to claim an extra reward in the form of a cum-filled kiss, a brief bit of fingering a soaked creampie, or after Ms. Harshwhinny’s particularly demanding session, some loving rimming during which the feisty redhead sucked some of her teacher’s cum out of her girlfriend’s ass.

Suffice to say, Kinsley’s business was a big hit. Sure, she was sore. Sure, she was sticky. Sure, her clothes were marked with cum, grass stains, and sweat. But she was spending quality time with her girlfriend, and cumming her brains out nearly every five minutes. As the football game moved from the third quarter into the fourth, Sunset Shimmer decided to give her beloved Kinsley a small break - swaggering up to her and putting a hand on the other girl’s back.

“How you hanging in there, baby?” Sunset cooed, lifting a brow to show a look of genuine, doting concern. “I hope Wallflower Blush wasn’t too rough with you. That girl has a mean streak I did not expect.”

“N-No, I’m okay--” Kinsley caught herself for a moment, lifted a hand, and chuckled. “--I mean, yes, that girl is a fucking lunatic. But I’m fine.”

Kinsley had only thought she knew what it felt like to get facefucked before Wallflower Blush put in her twenty dollars that night. Now the words had a whole new meaning. Putting it aside, Sunset Shimmer cuddled in against her girlfriend, wedging in to the point that their green hoodies nudged together and she could slide an arm around her waist. Already Kinsley was wobbling on weary knees and every motion reminded her of just how much cum she swallowed that night, with her belly churning with the satisfying, soothing heat of it resting within. She offered Sunset Shimmer a sweet smile as the redhead leaned in to peck her cum-stained cheek, and even playfully nudged her with the tip of her nose in the aftermath.

“C’mon, baby, we made plenty tonight,” Sunset patted the pocket of her hoodie. “Let’s get you back to my place, and I promise I’ll spend plenty of time cleaning you u--”

“So this is why concession sales have been down tonight.”

Kinsley and Sunset Shimmer both suddenly froze as they heard a familiar, authoritative voice fill the air. It looked like the whore and her pimp had been caught.

***

Sunset Shimmer wouldn’t be a very good pimp - or a good girlfriend - if she let Kinsley get into trouble over something so innocent as a little under-bleacher prostitution. Thankfully, she was as fast to come up with a solution as she was to sell her girlfriend’s pussy, and that night, one aptitude led into the other.

“Mmm...that’s nice,” Principal Celestia mused, licking her lips as she watched Kinsley slowly descend upon her cock. The three women had retired to Sunset Shimmer’s apartment by that point, a place where the two unruly teenagers could pay for their mischief over the course of a long, drawn out evening. While Celestia reclined on Sunset’s bed with Sunset’s girlfriend taking her inches and Sunset’s mouth on her balls, the older woman groaned in delight and offered up a smug, thoughtful voice. “You see, girls? If you just would’ve come to me with your idea in the first place, I might have given you permission in exchange for a quick blowjob under my desk. But now? Now, I have no choice but to spend all night punishing you.”

“W...What a shame,” Kinsley couldn’t help but giggle, nibbling her bottom lip as she slid further down on that flawless pearl-pink cock. “I promise we’ll ask permission next time. Unless we forget.”

She was already planning on forgetting.

By that point in the night, Kinsley had already taken more cocks than she could recall, but Celestia’s...Celestia’s was the nicest around. It was stunning how gorgeous the older woman was as she leaned back fully undressed, with heavy breasts and a lazy, casual smile that still managed to show an air of authority about her. While Kinsley descended - wearing only her green hoodie - she found her hands stretching out to rest against Celestia’s shoulders, and she guided her backside down until it was gently resting on the top of Sunset’s head. A soft giggle escaped her throat as she looked over her shoulder, practically purring as she spoke.

“Sunset, you’re taking up too much room,” Kinsley teased, shaking her rump back and forth to ruffle her girlfriend’s hair. “I can’t get every inch of Principal Celestia inside me unless you move.”

“But...but if I move, I can’t keep--”

“That’s okay, Sunset, I can make you suck my balls any time I want,” Celestia offered in all humble modesty, shifting slightly as she pressed her hands to Kinsley’s waist. Her fingers glided underneath the edge of the hoodie and she offered a sudden buck upwards, working the last few inches into the teenager’s sopping wet, well-used cunt and giving a sharp groan as she did so. Her eyes rolled back and Celestia’s naked body shuddered from excitement, and before long she was setting the pace for the purple-skinned slut to bounce on her rod. When she noticed Sunset Shimmer kneeling nearby in her jeans and hoodie and looking like she needed something to do, Principal Celestia had an answer, delivered with a smug smile. “It looks like Kinsley worked hard for you tonight, Sunset. And I think that she deserves a proper thank you.”

Before long, the mature hands of Principal Celestia had guided themselves to Kinsley’s backside, and she was spreading the young woman’s ass with a surprisingly dominant presence. She even hooked a single finger against the rim of her well-stretched hole, just as the other hand pulled a cheek aside to leave that little, fucked pucker completely exposed. Before Kinsley could say anything Sunset Shimmer joyfully went to work, stroking her nails down her lover’s back and even leaning in to whisper against her ear before she swiftly, suddenly descended.

“Love you, my little slut,” Sunset cooed, just before kissing a line down Kinsley’s spine, only to eventually find her mouth at that stretched ass. There she began her duty - teasing the rim with the tongue, suckling and kissing, even stretching out a hand to grip Celestia’s cock when Kinsley was mid-ride. It allowed her girlfriend to descend and crash against her fingers, only to gobble them up as well. Before long, Sunset’s fist began like a knot for the principal’s stiff prick, and together they gave Kinsley something to ride on while she was rimmed.

For the young woman that was the center of attention that night - both now and below the bleachers - this was as close to bliss as she could muster. She’d remember every cock she sucked in the morning, just as she’d recall every dick that claimed her if she saw the culprit in the halls on Monday. Every load that made her feel warm and happy, whether it was swallowed up with a greedy glee or pumped deep into her pussy without any whisper of protection. And now, she celebrated with two of her favorite people - her awesome girlfriend, and the coolest teacher she’d ever known.

The tiny strings dangling from the hoodie bounced as she continued to ride, a happy whore that earned every second of joy she found at Canterlot High.

End of Chapter 3.

Author's Note

Kinsley is a great, slutty OC, and I'm always happy for a chance to work with her! Big thanks to JKinsley for commissioning another chapter!