Sunday

Timber grumbled as light shone through the window hitting him square on the eyes.

He groaned.

‘Should have remembered to close the blinds yesterday… Well, at least it is Sunday, so no school. I can just turn around where the sun doesn’t shine and sleep like that.’

He additionally pulled the covers over his head as well as Wolfie’s. She was still cuddled up to him, making him rethink his stance on getting her to sleep on that dog bed he had made. After all, having her this close was rather nice.

Then again, he did demolish it sometime on Saturday after realizing just how suspicious it would look along with his newly introduced ‘toy’.

An error of judgement on his part to be certain. The bed solution was much better and…

‘Don’t feel any wetness on the bed, so she really might not need a toilet.’

That was a real plus point. Sure, he checked yesterday and found out that she had no exit for normal...waste. That didn’t mean she couldn’t go for little fillies, or timberwolf puppies as the case may be.

Now however that case seems closed at least...the food one, not so much. Time will tell him the information though, so he wasn’t that worried now. He would find out more about her, one tidbit of knowledge at a time.

But that was too much thinking now. He needed to get back to his comforting slumber, which is what he would do right now. No need to overload his brain with questions he couldn’t find an answer to yet.

A blissful sigh escaped him. Warmth and comfort. The best thing a bed could offer.

...At least until his door burst open and the cover was ripped right from him.

Timber flinched, hugging Wolfie close to him, before he noticed his mother looming over his form.

“Good morning, Timber. Breakfast is ready… You are hugging your toy quite tightly. Maybe imagining it was a certain filly instead?” she asked, sounding hopeful as much as teasing.

A groan escaped the colts lips. “Mom! I-It isn’t like that!”

He was about to let Wolfie go too, who luckily wasn’t moving despite her eyes having opened from the ruckus.

Not so luckily, setting her aside wasn’t an option. Not for fear of her moving, but more for fear of his mother seeing something quite...peculiar.

He could still feel his dried cum on her head and the parts where her head met his chest.

With that in mind, he wasn’t about to give his mother any more reasons to believe he was thinking of Zipporwhill. Let alone the implication he would cum on his toys. Neither of which were ideal.

So he stayed like that. An act that only seemed to encourage her, much to his chagrin.

The mare gave him a smug and confident look.

“If that is what you say. Thinking on it, maybe I should invite her for a sleepover the following week. You keep cuddling your surrogate marefriend. And don’t you worry about anything. Your mother will take care of everything.”

‘This is what makes me worry in the first place!’ he screamed inside his mind as his mother turned and trotted out of the room, closing the door behind her and leaving him alone with Wolfie again.

Let it be said that Timber was never really a violent colt. And yet he certainly had urges to hit his pillow, or at least scream into it very loudly to lessen his sheer frustration.

And yes, he knew she meant well, wanting him to be more social and being out and about with others rather than on his lonesome. But that behavior just screamed trouble. Even more than the filly she wanted to invite over would do on her own.

New plan. He needed to somehow clear things up with Zippowhirl...who wouldn’t listen without any good explanation. Especially after the...kiss.

His hoof touched his lips.

“She was so soft…”

His eyes turned to pinpricks as he realized what he had said. Instantly he flopped on his belly, letting go of Wolfie as he did so and smacked his head repeatedly into his soft pillow and filling the room with muted thumps.

...Though as soft as it was, it didn’t help too much to knock the stray thoughts loose.

“G-Get yourself together, Timber! S-She is a crazy filly! Well...m-maybe not that crazy and more too eager to please her dad. But still! That is a HUGE problem! I...I best avoid her. Yes. That is best. Just ignore her and hope the problem goes away. Hope she finds somepony else to arrest…”

Yes, that was a sound idea. With how fast her mind switched between ‘crimes’ she probably will have forgotten about his own by tomorrow.

That was a nice thought.

For now, breakfast.

The colt stretched after he jumped from the bed, Wolfie jumping from the bed and stretching as well.

Timber chuckled at that.

“Guess we both need to get the kinks out of us...and I need to clean us up first before going down, crude…”

With that he ushered her into his bathroom, to quickly take care of the mess from last night.

Said and done.

He had to rush it a bit regardless as to not let his parents wait. Though he still noticed something interesting.

There seemed to be less cum on her than he remembered. First he thought it was because it was dried, but even that couldn’t have shrunk it up that much. So he theorized that the water absorption ability might work on more than her paws/roots? Maybe less effective as he could visibly see the water lessening with the paws and he didn’t see that with the cum on her face. She really was a complete mystery.

Of course he had no time to think on it as his parents were waiting.

This time he ate his breakfast downstairs. No need to deviate from the norm too often and draw suspicions after all.

Luckily his parents at least were out of the house today. They wanted to have a date to put it simply. Just spending the time together while he had the house for himself.

Something he certainly was ecstatic about. After last night he was curious about his parents room. If they know things like pleasing with mouths, maybe he could find more hints to sex in their room altogether?

Not to mention that a Date Day right now was far better than a Family Day, considering his situation. Problem being that those days switched each week. He had time until next week to prepare Wolfie to stay alone in his room for that.

But that was far off now and not as troubling as his other issues, so it was conveniently shoved to the back of his mind.

He had waved his goodbyes already as they left right away. A small trip per train to whatever location they wanted to spend the day. He knew that they would only come back late at night. Though that wasn’t a problem for them. They were their own boss, so they could sleep in on Monday and start later with their respective jobs.

Rather useful he had to admit, albeit being a boss meant also that they often stayed a bit longer on normal work days. They were actually planning to hire some extra hooves to take care of that. Timber could certainly see how an assistant might be of use with it. Sure, they wouldn’t be able to do all the work, but from what he knew a proxy could help enable quite a lot still.

By now he was up at the door to their room, breathing in and out as he nudged it open. Now he was hoping that they wouldn’t come back because they have forgotten something, or find something amiss after they are coming back.

Not the most encouraging of thoughts to be sure, so he just stepped inside, trying to draw on his inner courage. Or the bit of normal courage he believed was in every creature. He for one didn’t believe that he was particularly brave or heroic.

Seeing as he was a wood craftspony he didn’t need to either. If he was going by game terms, he was an NPC in this world. Not a protagonist like, for example, Twilight and her friends. But that was fine with him. He didn’t need to save the town any time now or in the future, so staying as a simple colt NPC and enjoying his life was a good life as far as he was concerned.

As he looked around the room, he mulled over where to look. The room was a bit less extravagant, as in no couches and tables. There was a four-poster bed with cupboards and dressers standing around. Against the wall from the hoof of the bed was a cupboard with a TV on it, so that they could watch something they wanted to in the evening. Right of the bed was a large wooden dresser with a large mirror worked into it horizontally that stretched far on the wall. On the left were a few cupboards that were only half the height of the room, so that nature pictures hung above them. A large horizontal window stretched right behind the back to the outside. There was no desk here. No need to for that either as he had his own large workshop on the ground floor with a garage door, so that carriages could if need be get pulled in to transport anything of worth to their business. Wood Chuck liked to sometimes work on ideas after all. And if the idea turned out well it would make a good product. That way actually many of their furniture came to be. Made by his father. The large wooden tub as well.

Timber hummed thoughtfully as he walked around the bed and to the cupboards on the left. He thought this might be the best place to look as his parents didn’t let him open this, because there was ‘boring adult stuff that wouldn’t interest him and certainly was something he really, really didn’t want to see under any circumstances’...which now actually sounded rather suspicious now that he thought about it.

Nevertheless, he never bothered with it. There was no reason for it really as he just took that excuse for face value. But now with pandora's box opened, he had to look! This was a whole new world and he wanted to explore it!

So he opened the one on the bottom...which did only held some strange clothes. School filly outfits, cheerleader costume...skimpy something? What even was that? Some see-through short nightgown? Many more of these strange things were there. Timber didn’t really understand them and it only made him wonder if his father told him the truth.

However, he hadn’t looked at the other ones yet, so that was his next priority. Still he wondered why his mom would actually dress up like a school filly… Weird.

He made sure no clothes were disturbed before he pushed it back closed and then pulled out the next one in the middle curiously.

It did seem more interesting this time.

Magazines.

At least until he scrunched up his muzzle, seeing they are quite normal for woodcraft and other technological things that interested his parents.

A groan left his lips as he lightly punched his hoof against one of the magazines, annoyed.

It slid a bit, revealing another magazine. The small peek seemed different so he slid it some more, revealing something that most certainly was what he was looking for!

An pale peach-colored mare with an orange full fluffy mane, that reminded him a bit of Pinkie Pie, was on the cover, sitting on the hayball. Her spread legs being covered by a bucket of apples and her face half-hidden by a stetson, showing a smirk.

That seemed suggestive. Even more so since one could see the top of her full teats, but not the nipples.

Timber stared at it in awe, pulling it out with his hoof.

He didn’t really want to have some spittle on it with his mouth. He needed to be stealthy!

His eyes lingered a few more moments on the mare that seemed to make his bits feel tingly, not to mention the text with interesting words and sentences all around it.

‘PLOW THE FIELDS AND SEED A PEAR!’ was the title with many smaller articles with page numbers to the side. It made him look on with wonderment as he put it on his back and put the normal magazine back before closing the drawer...just in case.

It made him briefly wonder what things might be hidden in the topmost drawer. His head sadly couldn’t look into it, even if he could pull it out. It just was too high up for his size.

Actually, it made him see a pattern. The lowest drawer, which was easiest for him to reach, seemed to have weird things in him to discourage him from looking in the second drawer. And the second drawer had magazines covering the more interesting ones to discourage him to look in the third drawer!

There was a clear strategy to this. A strategy he was sure his dear mother applied. He wasn’t so sure about the second drawer. One magazine only on top seemed a bit lackluster, like his father only haphazardly applying safety measures his mother ordered him to.

While this was interesting to think about, it didn’t really matter. He just opened the lowest drawer on the second cupboard to check in quickly, confirming more outfits and not something else as he trotted out and back to his room.

Trotting inside and closing the door, he already saw Wolfie looking up from the couch she was laying on, wagging her wooden tail.

He approached, hopping on and laying the magazine down. The pup peered at it curiously.

“Alright, Wolfie. House is ours for now, meaning we can do everything we want. So, I snooped around a bit and found this,” he said, motioning to the magazine. “This could give us ideas about what kind of marefriend stuff we can do together.”

She pawed at the page, causing Timber to quickly push said paw away, fearing for the claws to rip into it. There was no way he could explain a claw mark after all.

“You know...I think it is best if I turn the pages,” he told her a bit sheepishly, before moving up to her side and laying beside her as he did so.

“Oral...blowjob...slut,” the colt read the words in clear fascination, showing him different terminologies and showing this apple stallion practically fucking the cover mare’s face as it hung from a hayball. That certainly was an interesting position. Surely, a bit more forceful and hard, but maybe it would be useful in showing Wolfie how to take it in? Of course if he does this, he would start slower and only go as fast as the little pup was willing to without complaints.

He then looked into it further. Vaginal seemed to be a classic. There was even some breeding topics in there. Not really relevant since fillies are too young for their heat yet. Overall it seems that too young creatures can’t do it, which is why he wasn’t worried about cumming into Wolfie. To be fair, she was a different race too, which did make it seem even safer to him. He wasn’t 100 percent sure though and would have to look it up, once Wolfie got older. And seeing as dogs grow faster than ponies - although that doesn’t necessarily has to mean Timberwolves do - he probably would have to look it up this year still.

Then he found things like double penetration and anal. It was quite the fascinating albeit also icky seeming concept. Though more fascination, seeing how good sex feels and the possibility at a new, different hole was quite appealing.

Or it would have been, seeing as Timber was reminded that this hole is missing on her. He sighed a bit dejectedly, but quickly overcame it as he pressed on.

Turns out, sex toys existed. Another new concept for him. A concept that made him wonder if his parents had those. Vibrating toys especially seemed quite on the forefront here, from vibrators shaped like a cock, to ones that are called magic wands, or bullet vibrators. It seemed like one could please a mare quite well with those. It certainly would make oral easier on him if a toy took over the work, while he focused on his own pleasure.

Heck, they had a few pages dedicated to said toys. Showing them off and offering them for the reader to buy, which was rather interesting to say the least. Not that he could just quickly get one of those...toys...

A rather brilliant plan made the colt light up in this moment. A slight grin settled on his features.

His head swiveled back to his parents room. There had to be something...like in the uppermost drawer!

Timber jumped up. “I will be right back, Wolfie!” he told her, quickly throwing the magazine on the table and scampering out of his room and to his parents’ hurriedly.

He entered it, his eyes peering to the uppermost drawer. Normally he was a good colt and would never ever think on snooping around in his parents drawers...but right now the curiosity and promise of a pleasurable experience with Wolfie were dominating his mind and overriding his ‘good colt behavior’.

Still, that left the problem on how to reach this.

Reaching into it, but not opening it. Opening was still possible with his colt size. That would do however, so he pulled it out. Then he went to his parents bed and clambered on top of it, huffing as his little legs kicked against the side of the bed to climb it. Luckily he did some climbing, so he managed, even without a good hoofhold.

Once on it he turned to the drawer. His eyes widened at what he saw.

‘It is just like in the magazine!’ he thought out loud in clear wonder.

Vibrators, bullets vibrators, dildos, fleshlights and what not. Then there was also a sybian machine. Obviously he couldn’t get that out of there easily by himself, so that one was a lost cause. However, as the drawer was pulled out, it was rather close to the edge of the bed. So that gave him an idea.

Timber got on his belly, scooting over to the edge and grabbing the knob, pulling the drawer out until he couldn’t anymore. Those few inches were precious and needed. It was close enough for him to stretch and grab something. Though there was still a little bit of distance between him and the drawer. He could rest a part of his weight on it, but if the drawer came crashing down it would be over as he hardly would be able to fix it.

So he decided to go for the safe route, his hooves moving forward and quickly grabbing a bullet vibrator. It was the one with the least amount of weight. Though, thinking on it, it seemed a bit small, so he took a whole bunch of them. He wanted Wolfie after all to enjoy herself.

After he had secured his loot, he pushed the drawer closed again and hopped off the bed with a grin.

His cock already was bursting out of his sheath at the mere thought of having an improved oral session and how he would use the toys to make Wolfie love it.

At one point he certainly would love to browse for some toys himself to make things easier on him. Of course that wouldn’t be that easy. It was just a thought for the future, so it wasn’t a top priority yet.

His hooves clopped lightly on the wooden floor as he made his way back into his room, Wolfie waiting right by the door.

“Great news. I did find something that could be quite fun,” Timber told her, going over to the couch, the puppy following behind him.

He patted the top of it. A simple gesture the pup seemed to understand as she hopped up on it. A good thing too as Timber wanted to get to it as fast as possible.

His hooves touched her sides, rolling her onto her back as he positioned her rear at the edge of the couch, presenting her puppy pussy to him.

It looked just as exciting as yesterday, if not more so with the additional daylight. His hoof nudged into it, the puppy giving a little sound as she felt the tip of it parting her folds.

“Okay, Wolfie. I hope you gotta trust me on this. I really want to test this out,” he told her, showing off the bullet vibrators. They were attached to cords. He saw one without in the magazine, with a remote control, but this one was better in his opinion. While it meant each one of the eggs had a connected remote and he couldn’t turn all of them on and off at the same time, it was easier to get them out. And Celestia knows, he needed to get them out and back after he was done. While his father might not notice a missing one, Timber knew his mother’s keen eye wouldn’t overlook something like that.

The puppy had lifted her head, looking at the toy curiously. A curiosity the colt shared as he grinned and pushed the bullet against her folds and then pressed in.

Wolfie gave an excited yip as the toy vanished inside. And it was only the first as he had five others. One after the other he plopped them in, the puppy’s rump wiggling almost impatiently after each light feeling of ecstasy that was running along her spine. It was teasing and Timber felt a bit apologetic about it, though he knew, or was sure at least that it would pay off in the end.

After he was done he switched her around, so her head was hanging from the edge of the couch. The puppy wiggled some more, seeming a bit impatient but he managed easily enough still. Then he leaned over her body and laid the remotes on her belly. During that his cock flopped on her snout and he could feel her sniffing his scent in deeply.

A pleasant quiver overtook his body. Even more so when she leaned her head back and sniffed where his shaft and his balls connected.

“A-Ah, Wolfie!” he moaned out in clear arousal as she teased him back. A tantalizing feeling, albeit he knew it could be better. There was a better feeling waiting for him. A feeling he really wanted to feel, so the colt pulled back until the top of his cock was bumping her muzzle. Wolfie instantly lapped at the tip. Though even with this distracting feeling Timber concentrated on his goal.

“A-Alright Wolfie. I want you to open your muzzle wide. I will push my cock into it. And we then go from there. I will be careful and will also make sure you will feel good,” he promised the puppy.

She had stopped her lapping but seemed a bit confused by it, making him wonder if he should have showed her the picture from the magazine more. It was too late for that now though, seeing as they were right before starting it off, with his cock firmly pressing against her snout, so Timber just turned on the first bullet vibrator on a medium setting.

The little pink toy came to life only a split-second later and he could hear the soft whirring as it vibrated the puppies insides.

A surprised and blissful yip escaped her as he felt her mouth opening up, so Timber thrust softly into it, as to not surprise her too much.

Wolfie seemed surprised by it, but thankfully didn’t bite as she felt the salty piece of horsecock sliding over her leafy tongue.

The brown colt groaned as he felt the confines of the puppy’s mouth. It felt quite nice and only would improve with his movements.

This didn’t mean that he forgot about his marefriend’s pleasure as he turned on two more bullet vibrators, before he started to move his hips.

Muffled yips escaped the small wooden wolf beneath him, the vibrators massaging her velvety insides as her mouth was skewered with his tasty cock. Her tongue lapped by now keenly along his cock, Timber grunting from the additional stimulation as he got into a rhythm that quickly increased as he yearned for more and more of those feelings. At the same time he turned the remaining two vibrators on, giving the puppy even more pleasure as a reward for her diligent tongue work.

His balls slapped against her forehead wetly as he felt the drool and pre run down along them. He noticed that the forehead seemed anything but smooth, which made it a bit uncomfortable. Then again, from cuddling with her he already noticed a few rough spots. It was something he had to address in the future in case he didn’t find a solution for it. A solution for later as now he only focused on the blissful feelings the puppy’s maw was providing.

Muffled yips could be heard every now and then, but Wolfie didn’t make any attempt to push him off as she was too blinded by her own pleasure and the delicious taste of his cock.

While Timber didn’t look down he was sure that the puppy’s face was a wet mess, much like his balls and thighs were as he felt it spreading. Though the messy feeling had its own allure. It showed a needy eagerness and passion as he was humping the small pup’s face. Not to mention Wolfie’s juices running down on his couch. Something Timber overlooked in his highly aroused state, or simply didn’t care for as he just wanted this to go on. To feel more of her mouth. So much that he upped the intensity of the bullet vibrators and thrust his cock in deeper at the same time.

He could see Wolfie’s body trembling, her juices spraying from her hole as she was wracked with a mind-shattering climax. Timber groaned as he shoved his cock down her throat, making him wonder for a split second if Timberwolves had lungs and needed to breathe. A thought that the pleasure quickly shoved out of his mind as he started to roll his hips, pumping his dick in and out of her gullet.

Wolfie didn’t seem to mind or notice as Timber was playing further with the remotes, switching up intensities of the different bullets and making sure she was always stimulated. Though erratic as he was more focused on fucking his little puppyfriend’s face, it still provided ample stimulation for Wolfie as she continued to take it.

Wet slaps could be clearly heard echoing around the room as they both went at it like rabbits. A horny haze over the both of them as they tried to coax out as much of the situation as they could.

But as horny as Timber was, he didn’t last too long. Already the pleasure was reaching the point of no return, his balls already readying their payload.

Just as he felt like he would cum, did he turn all vibrators to max. Then he groaned out loudly. A cute lightly high-pitched thing as he was flooding the puppy’s neck and filling her stomach. He quickly pulled back enough, so that the next spurts went on her tongue, dripping down to the roof of her mouth. Wolfie being hit by another high still licked the tip and the cum from it keenly as if on instinct as her juices gushed from her canine twat.

Once he was empty did Timber pull out and turn off the vibrators. He slid off her head and his plot landed on the ground, his forelegs propping him up as he panted. Wolfie did the same, a bit of cum running down from her upside down nose, though she licked it up quickly, before it could drip down.

“T-That was something,” Timber said with a smile.

After a minute of sitting he stood back up and walked over to her, though he winced as he noticed the sticky mess on the couch.

“Ooh. I didn’t really think that far,” he replied sighing. “I can manage though. They are gone the entire day. So, cleaning up and having it dry will go easily enough in that time.”

He then grabbed onto Wolfie, turning her around to pull the vibrators out. He looked at her puffy pussy, feeling quite tantalized with it and just how wet and hot it was. His cock was retreating, but now came back in full force, throbbing once more. Almost painfully so.

“Maybe pulling them out and, if Wolfie is alright with it...wait...do I have to pull them out while doing it?” he wondered.

Thinking about it, it certainly sounded fun to stir up her insides while the vibrators were still inside and vibrating. The cords were long enough, so that should work out as well. A silly little idea, but one that was promising to him. A little bit of experimental fun.

He leaned over her body, his rock-hard shaft laying against her pussy and on her belly.

“So Wolfie...would you like to go another round?” he inquired, his head close to hers.

The puppy’s answer was a lick to his snout.

Timber pulled his head back, shaking it a little, but smiling nonetheless.

“Well, that does sound like a yes to me.”

A happy yip followed which also indicated another possible yes to him.

He leaned over her once more, aligning his throbbing shaft right with her slit. Then he pushed in.

Her pliable pussy lips gave way easily. It felt like her orifice was actually getting used to this insertion. A nice thought as it made him feel closer to her. As if he was leaving an intimate imprint in her form.

Wolfie panted, wiggling her cute little butt as she felt the pillar of flesh invade her before starting its thrusts. The colt could feel how he was pushing the vibrators deeper inside. It was an odd feeling, but not a bad one.

Once Timber settled in his movements did his hoof reach the remotes and turn on one vibrator after another. His hips jerked as he felt the vibrations along her walls and each time his sensitive tip was hitting one of the bullets.

The puppy beneath him yipped noisily, her wet nethers drooling as he was skewering and using the toys on her. She was still sensitive from the fun prior, and the additional pleasure was just driving her on more and more.

She practically came in no time, her pussy clamping on his dick and making it harder for Timber to continue, though also giving him more ecstasy all the same.

Moans were leaving his lips as he carried on, his flat-tipped dick hammering into her relentlessly, trying to coax more and more pleasure out of the fleshy hole. Or as fleshy as a Timberwolf’s pussy was.

His hoof reached for the remotes again, turning the toys up even more. He felt her walls vibrating with its power as he felt her contract more around him. Wet squelching sounds echoed around the room as he dove into that soaking honeypot repeatedly.

The only thing that stopped him from cumming right then and there was the fact that he had emptied his balls not too long ago. Though even then he was sure he wouldn’t hold out that long against these new and intense sensations he was feeling.

Wolfie herself was a quivering mess, the pleasure constantly wracking her body as she was thrown into another climax. And probably not the last one either if they continued any longer.

He felt her pussy juices splashing on his balls, tingling them with their hotness and stickiness, before they also were running down his thighs and legs. His fur was probably going to be a real mess once this was over. Still, the feeling of her lust running down his legs and along his orbs only aroused him even more.

His cock head was practically leaking its pre freely, and with how he felt the ecstasy building again inside him, he was about to blow once more.

His rhythm became more erratic, faster and harder as he did his best to plunge as deep into her as possible. Wolfie herself appreciating his eagerness as high-pitched yips were escaping her muzzle.

She came once again, another rush of her juices bathing Timber’s genitals and legs. The colt moaned loudly, his back arching as he felt himself push past the point of no return.

He fucked into her a few more times before burying all he had into her and just letting loose. His shaft instantly hosed out his rich payload into her, filling her up with his white seed.

This was bliss. And with how he felt Wolfie’s snatch hold onto him, he was sure his puppy marefriend felt the same as he just let go and enjoy these moments, with his cock pulsing inside her.

After he was done and he turned off the vibrators he flopped down on top of Wolfie. The puppy didn’t mind, as tuckered out as she was. They both laid there for a moment until Timber pulled out and rolled off of her. He could hear the distinctive sound of his cum splashing on the ground.

Normally not a bad sound. If he was in a bathtub with her. But they weren’t, meaning that a major clean-up was in order, once he caught his breath.

Both of them laid there for about twenty minutes until Timber stood up with a groan. He knew that if things got too dry it would be harder to take care off.

But first off he pulled the five bullet vibrators out of Wolfie, the pup trembling from the light pleasure it brought her. The toys certainly were quite smeared with his cum. Might as well start there.

So, with that in mind he started. Overall it took some time to scrub the floor and then the couch. He thought about letting it dry, though then decided to use a blow dryer just to speed the process up. Before that however he took a bath with Wolfie first and made sure to clean the cum out of her with the faucet on pussy method he had used the last time.

...Wolfie really liked that method.

Timber was glad once he sat on the couch, a blow dryer in hoof blasting its relaxing warm air onto his damp fur at one point and then at the wet couch spot at the next.

He really liked the warmth of the blow dryer. It was quite enjoyable and made him feel happy. One of the simple joys in life one could say.

Cleaned toys and magazine were brought back to his parents’ room, leaving him with the rest of the day to simply relax. He gave Wolfie some water which she absorbed and then asked her if she wanted more fish.

In his personal opinion she was intelligent enough to get that after all. Wolfie however didn’t seem that interested. So Timber took her outside to play in the sand and the rest of the garden. There was no danger of his parents coming back before the evening. Nor was there the chance of any strangers or neighbours seeing them with the wall around their property.

‘I really wonder why she isn’t eating that much. Yesterday the fish she only ate reluctantly. Does this mean she needs more water than actual food? Maybe that makes sense if she is more part tree than wolf?’ he pondered as they played outside.

He was just getting up on the tree to the window of his room with her. Wolfie eager enough to run forward and take the lead.

As she did so, one paw slid off the branch.

“Wolfie!” Timber called as he saw her plummeting down. Not the biggest plummet, but still worrying him as he quickly climbed down to her downed form after she hit the ground.

As he walked up to her he turned her around, noticing her entire front leg being broken off. Something that made him panic.

“Oh, no no no no no!” he said frantically as Wolfie looked up to him, not seeming all too panicked. More nervous at his reaction.

Then a green glow pulled the limb back to her, connecting it again, making Timber gawk.

Now that he thought about it, he remembered that there was something about fallen pieces realigning in that short entry in a book he once read.

Wolfie was already back up again, tilting her head slightly worried as Timber sighed in relief and hugged her.

“Thank Celestia, you are alright!” he told her, hugging her for a while before leading her in through the normal door.

“You got me really worried for a moment. But I guess I should have better remembered that information on Timberwolves. You don’t seem to feel any major pain from it too, do you?” he wondered as he looked at her. Wolfie giving a simple yip in response as they entered his room again.

He closed the door and walked over to her, looking over her leg.

“...Now I wonder if you can take off your limbs to make yourself smaller. That way I could take you more easily with me to school,” he told her.

They both got up on the couch and the colt took her front paw in his hoof.

“Do you mind if I try and remove it?”

A yip followed, and he took it as permission. He was hesitant as he grabbed the leg, only pulling on it lightly, as if fearing to hurt her. Understandable of course as normally, removing limbs was a gruesome thing for ponies as well as any other race he knew about.

Then much to his surprise the leg detached from her body, albeit it wiggled a bit a moment later, showing how Wolfie still had control over it.

Timber stared at it quite fascinated.

“We really have to look deeper into this! I want to know how much more can be done!”

With that said, the colt spend the rest of his day experimenting and having fun, before tiredly falling asleep, already having forgotten the possible trials of the next day.

Author's Note

More of a filler chapter, though it does have some relevant plot points.

Also I drew Timber's parents. In case anyone missed the blog post:

https://www.fimfiction.net/blog/881232/timberwolf-puppy-love-presents-good-fortune-and-wood-chuck