Foalcon Shorts

"So I do this and you'll help me pay for that present for my Momma, right?" Lemon Crumble rose to her hind hooves, plopping her forelegs down on the counter. The shop owner, an old stallion who'd run the jewellery store for years, had just finished turning the store sign to 'closed', before returning to the back room.

"That's right, little one. Hooves up like that." He reached into a drawer in his desk, pulling out a little bottle of liquid. "We're just gonna get you nice and prepped up so it doesn't hurt your pretty little bum. Raise your tail for me now." He looked over his shoulder to check that she was complying. "...Perfect. Such a wonderful little rear."

The filly giggled as she waved her rump back and forth, letting the older stallion appreciate her youthful behind as he slowly approached. She felt his hoof grope her rear, trailing up her thighs, and unceremoniously touch her slit, sliding his hoof up and down her crevice. She shivered and bit her lip as he toyed with her short, tomboyish mane.

"Since you're so cute and got such a boyish look, I figured we'd do you the way colts do it." The air was filled with the sound of squirting, and a cool, slippery liquid was drizzled onto her exposed tailhole. He gripped her tail, hoisting her up onto the tips of her hooves. She squeaked in response as her rump raised up predictably.

"H-hey! Not so rough!"

"Shhh," he whispered soothing words as his hoof worked the slimy liquid around her hole, making her shiver. He squirted it out again, this time lathering it between his legs--had his thingy always been so big and bobbing all about? Lemon bit her lip as she felt him shift his weight toward her, leaning against the counter she was propped up on, one hoof on her back pinning her in place.

"So what was it again you wanted for yer Mama?" He muttered, making small talk as he lined up his rock-hard stallionhood against her tiny plothole.

"The pretty necklace in the front window. The one with the hearts!" She gasped as he leaned forward. She felt his weight shifting into her, the counter above creaking. His cock pushed against her hole, threatening to pop in at any moment. He applied pressure, pushed and pushed, until finally-

-he was inside of her suddenly, pushed several inches in, descending into the depths of her agonizingly hot and tight ass that squeezed him like a vice grip. Tighter and tighter as she clenched and squeaked in surprise.

"Oh! Oh, it's so much bigger than I thought..."

He groaned and the counter creaked again as he pushed further, another couple of inches descending into her bottom. She breathed through her nose, clenching her teeth.

"Deep breaths. Just relax." He stroked her mane, trying to get her to loosen up. "C'mon now, girly..."

"Gosh, you're...you're really inside my butt!" She took a shaky breath and loosened up a little. Enough for him to push himself in up to the medial ring, bobbing against her tight sphincter. "-AHH!"

Unceremoniously and without prompt, he hooked a hoof around her barrel and started to find a quick pace of humping her rear. His member pulled in and out of her, tugging at her walls as it plunged back and forth in her sensitive anal walls. His balls swayed back and forth, slapping against his rump as he pushed harder and harder. Lemon felt like she was about to pop, but held as still as she could, one of her forehooves gripping onto his for comfort.

He picked up the pace, moaning at how wonderfully tight she was, whispering into her ear sweet words of encouragement and lust. Panting and moaning filled the air, punctuated only by the creaking of the counter and the slapping of hips. He pushed himself past his medial ring in a burst of speed that she hadn't expected, only suddenly realizing the thickness inside of her and how much deeper he was. He was nearly bottoming out now.

'Slap slap slap slap' Went his hips as he pounded her tight little filly rear, pushing her into the counter and meeting her tiny rump with his hips. Her tummy bulged out, and he could feel his member poking at the counter underneath through her fleshy walls and skin.

Thrusting again and again, he pinned her down, picking up speed to rut her like a proper mare.

"Nnnng. Already slutting yourself out for family presents." He grabbed her ear and tugged, "You'll be a slutty little thing yet."

"Unnng... b-but..." She started to protest, but a hoof between her legs, rubbing at her clit, gave her pause for thought. Suddenly her whole body was tingly, the overwhelming sensation of cock in her rear amplifying his hoof rubbing her cunny. She arched her back as his thrusts became shallow and sporadic. His balls curled against himself as he leaned back and unloaded deep into her gut, painting her insides white with cum.

His thrusts slowed to a halt as more and more cum drizzled out of her rump and dripped onto her pussy, and his hoof kept rubbing as quickly as he could. The tightness in her ass, the attention to her sensitive clit, the cum oozing out of her, it was all too much. Her vision went white and she curled up into a ball, squealing as a quick, short orgasm wracked her body all at once. She keeled over in a heap when it was all over, panting for breath.

The stallion pulled out of her and wiped himself with a napkin.

"Okay girly, come pick out the one you want. But this is yer only freebie. Next time you'll be working harder for it." He gave her a wink. "Now clean yourself up, I'm expecting company."