Equestria MILFs 3 — Weekend at Fluttershy's

It rained Monday morning. Twilight stood on the porch with her bags, waiting for Macintosh to bring the car around.

“I’m gonna miss you, Twilight,” said Spike, leaning his head against her leg.

Twilight ran her fingers along the edge of one of his ears. “I’ll come back as often as I can. Be safe, okay? If you get sick, send for me and I’ll bring Dusk Shine over. I don’t want any human veterinarians poking at you.”

“You mean other than Fluttershy?” said Spike, rubbing his snout against her hand.

“You know what I mean. I doubt you’re wired up exactly like a normal dog inside.”

“Let’s not find out,” said Spike. “I’ll keep my nose clean and my mouth shut around people who aren’t family.”

Macintosh pulled his truck around to the front and honked the horn.

“This is goodbye, for now,” said Twilight. She squatted down and hugged him until his ribs creaked. He licked her once on the lips.

“We'll have forever together, right?” said Spike.

“I promise. We've got to love the mayflies while we can.”

Then Twilight was running out to Macintosh’s truck. Spike watched them go, then went back inside to curl up in bed and nap until Fluttershy got home from work.

Dietrich put his snout on the bed and whimpered.

Yeah, you can come up, said Spike in the mainly posture-based language of dogs. Glad you know who's boss.

You get to mate with Mom, said Dietrch mater-of-factly as he walked in a circle on the bed before lay down a respectful distance from Spike. So it must be you. You're lucky. Mom is amazing!

She is. Can't wait for her to get home, said Spike, wagging his tail. He closed his eyes, and drifted off to sleep.