Button's Manehatten Minute

Wander the Streets

Button Mash stepped forward, every muscle in his body tense. He wasn’t ready to go into anywhere yet, not while he was still so nervous. Instead, he could give himself some time to acclimate, and calm down. Just because he was hoping to push himself didn’t mean he wanted a panic attack. That wouldn’t help anyone, let alone him.

As he walked, he was pretty surprised by the what he saw. He had expected to see greasers, slime balls, mobsters, the type that were associated with trouble. In fact, on the walk to the district, he’d even thought that he might get mugged, or somehow have a hit put out on him, and get gunned down by an assassin. Such was not the case though.

Instead, he saw what was in general a very… relaxed tone. He supposed that it made sense, as he waved to a group of stallions, obviously drunk, but also around his age. Everypony knew why each other was there, and there was no reason to hide it. This was the place for debauchery, but that didn’t mean it had to be the place of real crime.

He waved to two girls who were leaning against a wall, giving them a nervous smile as he passed. One of them rolled her eyes, but the other grinned wide at him. She then began to simply giggle, before falling against her tall, stoic friend. That one, a red mare with black stains put into her coat, sighed, and mouthed what looked like, “Acid,” to Button. He had no idea what that exactly meant.

He waved them off for the moment, slowing down as his eyes stayed on the two mares. While the red coated one, with her slender, athletic body, and torn t-shirt, was what he thought he might see, the other one, the giggler, was not. She had a bright yellow coat, and a green mane, and even wore a nice, albeit short, green dress to go with it.

When her tail flicked up, he saw that she was the type to be here, and felt blood rush to his cheeks. Priscilla had shown him a good bit, sure, but seeing those wet, pink folds winking at him was a step beyond what he’d ever seen off of a screen. The other mare with the flasher noticed, and smiled. She then raised an eyebrow, as if challenging him to come closer.

Button bit into his lip, his blood turning to ice as he realized what might come from coming closer to the two, and took a step back. That ended up not helping him as much as he may have wanted, as he was greeted by a sweet, sultry voice in his ear. “If you liked that, you’ll love me.

Spinning around, Button felt his heart skip a beat. Standing before him, tall, imposing, and in with tits almost the size of his head, was a completely black coated mare. No doubt about it even, and her neon green hair brought his attention to where the locks ended. Which, unfortunately, meant seeing the white tape that was all that covered her nipples. And better, or worse, yet was that her nipples were clearly hard underneath.

She took a step closer, her smile growing as one of her finger brushed against his cheek. Her shorts, barely anything in the first place, grinded against his leg, bringing his attention down to where he could see a tuft of green hair, right above what he could see if he glanced to the other side of the street.

“My name is Shaliscry, and trust me boy when I say that, if you love my body, I can make it your world. How does that sound?”

Button opened his mouth, feeling like he was about to choke. It was so much, but also so tempting…

Shaliscry

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