Scootaloo was a special little filly. Not because of her wings, her parents, her friends, or her cutie mark, but for her life style. She was more than just a rascal, she was a tomboy. Some of her best friends were fillies, but she spent a lot of time with the boys too. Gaming with Button Mash and playing sports with Rumble was a lot of fun. Scootaloo had as much fun as a ten year old filly could have with other fillies and colts.
One day, Apple Bloom and Sweetie Belle were not at school because Apple Bloom needed to help the farm and Sweetie Belle had a cold. So, Scootaloo was hanging out with the colts at school that day. Button Mash had his new Pony Boy and they were playing Filly Fighters II during recess on the playground.
“Yeah! You’ll never beat that high score!” Button exclaimed, feeling very proud of himself.
“Tomorrow I’ll bring my Pony Boy and wipe your sorry ass!” Rumble was motivated to beat his score, so he snatched the console and started a new game
“No pony can beat me as long as I play my favorite character, Rio the Street Horse!” Rumble said excitedly.
Button laughed and turned to Scootaloo, “Scootaloo, be a pal and tell this guy he’s dreaming.”
Scootaloo was staring at the little screen, hoping to learn some tricks by watching “Sorry dude, he’s right,” she said as she licked her hoof and pushed the tip of it into Rumbles ear.
“Eww! Gross!” Rumble jumped, “you’re just jealous because you’ve never won a game against either of us!”
“Pfft, yeah right” Scootaloo said as she blew her mane out of her face, “I just spend a lot of time at my flight lessons.” She nodded and grabbed the console from Rumble, “Let me show you how it’s done,” she said, but was interrupted by the school bell. “Aww shoot! Sorry guys, maybe another time. I have to go to the bathroom before class.” Scootaloo gave the Pony Boy back to Rumble and trotted away.
“I have to go too,” Rumble said as she followed her, “I bet I can get to the bathroom first.”
“Normally, I’d accept that challenge, but, not today,” Scootaloo said bluntly.
“I have to go too!” Button nearly shouted as he followed the two.
“Don’t start playing in the bathroom and come to class late...again,” Scootaloo teased.
They arrived at the two doors, one leading to the colt’s bathroom, one to the filly’s. When Scootaloo went through the filly’s door, the two colts gasped. Until now, neither of them knew that Scootaloo was a filly. There was a strange silence between the two colts as they entered the bathroom.
“Did...did you know that Scootaloo was a filly?” Button whispered to Rumble. The two colts stood next to the wall of urinals and lifted their legs.
“I had no idea!” Rumble whispered loudly in response. It was an unwritten rule not to look at others using the urinal, and yet Rumble had looked up to answer his friend. He found that Button raised his tail to pee. Because of this, he had a full view of his balls and anus, both of which were very clean and totally different than Rumble had imagined.
Rumble couldn’t look away as Button began to pee. He stared as the golden fluid hit the wall of the urinal and ran down to the drain. His throat became dry.
“Can...can we still be friends with him? Er, her?” Rumble asked aloud. He ripped his sight away from the pee of his friend. He soon noticed a certain smell, and it wasn’t the stinging scent of urine. He sniffed and leaned a bit towards the source. He was fearful when he found out from where it came from. It came from Button’s balls! He knew he shouldn’t, but he leaned in even closer and started sniffing.
“I think so, I mean, why not?” answered Button. Rumble never had a filly as a friend. He thought spending too much time with fillies would give him filly germs or something.
“I mean, it is still Scootaloo,” Button added. Button was always a bit worried about how attracted he was to Scootaloo. She had a nice flank and such a cheerful smile and he liked to hear her voice and smell her scent.
“I always thought he was pretty for a colt. Have you ever thought about having a fillyfriend--?” Button gasped in surprise when he noticed Rumble’s muzzle and nose had touched his sensitive young balls.
“Dude, not cool! And what is that?” When Button looked at his friend he saw his hard, full sized horse cock!
“Why...do you have a boner?”
Rumble gulped.
“Why does this have to happen now?” he thought. How can he explain it?
“Hey man…I…I can explain this...this is-” he stammered before he was saved by the bell.
“Shoot! Class is starting! Swing your hooves, dude! Mrs. Cheerilee will kill us!” Button said and he ran as fast as he could out of the bathroom. Rumble followed him, distracted by the feeling of his hard horse cock slapping against his belly with every step. He did not know if this was a bad feeling or a good feeling. The sensation made him moan like a filly every few steps. His precum started to emerge from his tip and it made his colthood slippery.
When they entered the classroom Rumble had to cover his dick with his tail. Never before had he felt so ashamed. He felt like everypony would stare at him. However, none of the foals looked at him. They were too busy with their textbooks. Rumble and Button sat in the very back of the class, with Scootaloo directly in front of them. She had no idea what was going on.
Mrs. Cheerilee, on the other hoof, had a very good idea of what was going on. She was the most lustful, shota loving mare in town. She enjoyed watching these colts grow up, teach them how to read and write and gaze at their delicious young packages. She worked together with Nurse Red Heart so she could touch them where ever she wanted during their medical exterminations.
She shuddered in bliss when she remembered the feeling of her nose brushing over their soft bellies and the feeling of their young balls on her bare hooves. Little Feather Weight even had his first erection while she gently rubbed his sensitive small balls. He cried of embarrassment and she used that chance to give him some everything-will-be-okay kisses right on his cock.
Now, she saw Rumble’s black horse cock hidden under his belly and wondered about the taste and smell of it. She wanted to stroke her wet and hot pussy right then and there. She wanted to pleasure herself in the classroom right in front of her foals. She could climb on her desk, lay on her back, and spread her back legs so all of them had the perfect view on her hungry cunt. Would they know what she was doing? Would they be scared? Or horny?
“Mrs. Cheerilee?” Silver Spoon called out, getting the teacher out of her day dream, “is everything alright? You look a bit... strange?” Cheerilee chuckled,
“Oh, sorry, I was just having a bit of a day dream,” she cleared her throat, “Okay class, take your seat and open your books, we will begin with the hymn of Equestria.” The foals soon started singing and Cheerilee played along on the piano. Making music always calmed her down and helped to stop the urge to grab any one of the cute colts and suck his soul through his dick.
Button and Rumble were never good singers, but this time Rumble was even worse. He couldn’t concentrate because of the hard cock that still pressed against his belly and his full bladder.
“Dude,” Rumble hissed to Button, “I have to pee!” He tried to be quiet so no other pony would hear him.
“Then…go?” Button sounded a bit confused.
“I can’t, we just came from break. Everypony will laugh at me because I can’t manage to use the bathroom!”
“Then hold it!”
“I can’t, dude! I’ll piss myself any minute! Shit! Help!”
“Fuck! Wait! Ehm...ah!” Button grabbed an empty bottle out of his back. He drank a full bottle of soda every day before the break so he could pee like a champion during the break. “This could work,” Button said to himself.
He crawled under Rumble’s desk. He noticed the strange smell and how odd an erect penis looked close up. He took note of how wet it was, the big medial ring, and the spots that were all over it. He gently touched his dick with his hoof and made Rumble moan. He noticed how difficult it was to aim the twitching hot pile of flesh when, suddenly, he had an idea. Rumble had to gag himself with his hoof when his best friend used his muzzle to hold his super sensitive dick down while holding the bottle with his hooves. Button’s mouth was warm and wet. It was the best feeling ever! The taste of dirty dick was interesting, Button never had something like that on his tongue before. He was very careful not to hurt him with his teeth while he aimed his dick towards the bottle. His tongue stroke over the salty shaft a few times to get the taste. Soon, the pee started to spurt out and, thanks to his natural aiming skills, Button hit the bottle opening perfectly. If it weren’t for the foals’ loud singing, everypony would have heard him pee in the bottle in the middle of class.
Also no pony could hear his cute moaning, the most cute moaning a colt could let out, almost like a filly. The bottle quickly became filled more and more. It was too small! Button had to act quickly. Without thinking, he swapped out the bottle with his mouth. Rumble couldn’t believe it! His best friend put his hard dick in his mouth and start drinking his piss, right there in class!
His wings spread to full size. This had never happened before. He wasn’t able to control his wings. It was a wingboner! Rumble started singing. As he sang with the other foals as loudly as he could, he pressed Button’s head down with one hoof, forcing him to swallow his piss. However, Rumble didn’t have to force Button to do so. Button was loving it!
Button was gulping down the golden liquid like it was lemonade. The feeling of the warm urine in his belly made him dizzy. He even started sucking Rumble’s dick to get his warm drink faster. Button didn’t stop when Rumble stopped peeing. Button had never tasted something so good before.
Rumble started moving his hips back and forth while he held his friend’s head with both of his hooves. He could not believe how good his raw colt cock felt in his friend’s warm and wet mouth, how good the movements of his tongue felt, and the feeling of his twitching throat around his sensitive flesh. But the feeling did not last long. He could feel his swollen horse balls twitching and his hard horse cock jumping in his best friend’s throat. He knew he would cum soon. He was going to shoot his white load in his friend’s throat, and he would drink it with pleasure.
“Guys?” Scootaloo looked at her two friends in confusion. Rumble and Button hadn’t noticed that the hymn was already over. Rumble shoved his friend of his dick and Button fell back. The feeling when his young cock plopped out of his warm mouth and into the cold air brought him over the edge. He moaned loud, felt his balls flex, and his dick started shooting his fertile young seed. The thick sticky white load hit Scootaloo right in her face! Across her left eye, in her violet mane, and over her floofed chest.
“So what do we have here?” Mrs. Cheerilee asked as she towered over them, “three naughty foals in huge trouble I believe.”
