Problematic Pony Potties

Cloudy Skies was a pegasus mare with blue coat and white mane. Her cutie mark was a white cloud partially obscuring the sun. She flying over the Everfree forest on her way to Cloudsdale only a few small clouds sharing the skies with her. The mare had already been traveling for several hours before this point and was now just soaring along looking for a convenient spot to rest. One of the cumulus clouds had drifted near her path and she angled herself to intercept it. Soon the cloud had a passenger lounging and watching the green stretch of the forest canopy below. Some birds could be seen moving from tree to tree but the land bound animals were hidden by the canopy. It didn't take long for her wings to rest enough for the next leg of her journey, but she still had one matter of business to take care of first.

Standing up on the cloud she half walked, half bounced to the center. Shifting her hind legs apart she took a slightly crouched stance. Her tail lifted up sharply in order to flip over and rest on her back exposing her rear. Visible between her haunches was a dark blue pucker and and tear drop shape with a slit down the middle. Now ready, she breathed a sigh of relief and the bottom of her slit parted in preparation. The next moment liquid began pooling at the edge of her rear lips ready to spill out. A few drops lead the charge and fell from her haunches to the cloud surface below leaving a faint yellow tint. Then a full stream was released lightly arcing out of her to impact the cloud while a hissing sound rose in volume. As the stream increased in pressure her vulva split open just enough to make out the small hole inside releasing a jet of yellow waters.

The pegasus had her eyes closed and head lifted enjoying the release of her burden. The cloud was now undeniably marked as hers as the storm of urine rained upon it. The waterfall between her haunches was clearly visible as it disappeared into the cloud surface a foot behind her. From that impact point a circle of yellow was expanding. Her pee infused the cloud and mixed with the water already in it. Eventually the yellow color made it to her hind hooves, then the bottom of the cloud, and finally her front hooves. Still leaking strongly the mare was now darkening the cloud beneath her. Not until it was ready to burst was the cloud given a reprieve. The stream slowed down and finally stopped prompting the relieved mare to give a firm shake of her rear. The last few drops were dislodged and rejoined their fellows so that the mare's tail could reclaim its spot without risk of wetting. She gently hopped off the cloud careful to not disrupt its new load as she resumed her flight.

She headed off into the distance toward her final destination, but not before flushing her impromptu toilet. A swift kick to the side and the cloud was releasing its new burden upon the forest below. Similar to the mare, the cloud started with a few yellow drops. Those few drops turned into an army of them as the cloud let loose and rained upon the canopy. The leaves were soon covered with a sheen of urine. Small streams from the leaves soon joined the drops as first the branches and then the ground were also stained. A manticore had been unlucky enough to choose this particular spot to nap and not happy to be awoken. He stood up to announce his displeasure with a roar, but the culprit was already out of ear shot. All the manticore could do was march away with piss dripping from his fur. The other manticores would never let him live it down if they found him covered in the scent of a pony.