Today was a [adjective] day
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"H-hello, Anon..."
You sigh.
"Morning Fluttershy. The usual?"
She nods, blushing. With another deep sigh, you reach out and stick your fingers inside her.
"Oh my! Oh, a little to the left."
You groan as you comply.
"Oh Anonymous, I love having your fingers inside me!"
Shuddering, you finally hit your mark. You pull a large booger, followed by a trail of snot, from her nose. Your job is picking ponies noses, because they don't have fingers. Fluttershy tosses a few bits in front of you.
"I'll make sure to come back soon!" She says with a wink. She doesn't use her eye. You vomit.
Today was a bad day.
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