Problematic Pony Potties

Night Flight was sleeping with his most recent partner next to him. He was a deep blue coated pegasus stallion with a faded red mane and cutie mark of a wing silhouette in front of a full moon. The mare with him had a cream colored coat and brown mane, but he did not bother to remember her cutie mark. The evidence of last nights activities still stuck to the mares thighs, but the sun would not rise for at least another hour. A particular biological urge would not be ignored and Night woke up. The drinks he had before bed were done processing, and needed to be let out now. Reluctant to leave the comfortable confines of the bed, he racked his brain for a solution. Unfortunately for the mare his brain decided that helping her wash off would be perfect.

The only warnings of his imminent actions were the tip of his penis emerging from its sheath and the relieved smile on his face. The pair of ponies in bed had ended up sleeping only inches from each other both of them on their sides with bellies facing the other and rear legs stretched out to the end of the bed. The consequence of this was that the stallion's penis aimed directly at the mare's teats. The stream started suddenly jumping across the gap and impacting directly on the mares teat. The liquid impacted the pink nub and started sluicing through her coat. A wet pattering sound could be heard as the mares fur was being stained yellow. The fibers clumped together making winding paths for the liquid as her crotch was saturated. Not long after a swath was matted down and the urine was collecting on the sheets. A puddle formed along her belly as the mattress was subject to the same fate. In response to the the new sensations the mare rolled over onto her back revealing her coffee cup cutie mark. However the stream had not relented in the slightest and now there was a line piss running from her teats to her cutie mark and trailing back down to the bed.

The stain on the mattress was slowly growing and now spread under the mare and stretched to beneath her dock. Now the pissing pecker seemed to be blasting a hole in the coffee cup, and the smell of the pungent fluids was noticeable. The stallion only cared about the sense of relief he was feeling and his penis responded by inflating itself. The golden shower changed targets drawing a distinct line across the mare's side. It slowly hosed her down on its trail until her entire flank was dyed. The stream finally stopped moving when it reached her mane. Yellow pee flew from the hardened tip to land softly in the mares mane resting on the bed. The mane simply seeming to absorb it as the shower simply flew through her locks.

By the time his bladder was almost empty the mane had a puddle leaking out too. The stream lost power and traced one finally line along the bed as the stallion breath out a sigh. He was enraptured by the sheer debauchery of his actions and once his member was done he started stroking it. Only a few stroked later and he was spurting one more fluid onto the mare. Strings of semen decorated her mane and side with on energetic release reaching her cheek. Finally relieved fully the stallion layed back in bliss.

His high instantly faded when he realized what the mares reaction would be to finding herself made into an impromptu urinal. Being a coward he fled the mares home before she could awaken. Fortunately he forgot to retrieve his wallet.