Pump Your Kin

Years went by and many things stayed the same, Pumpkin got regular sex from either her brother or her mom, though once her mother retired and Pinkie Pie took over it seemed her brother was her regular and only go-to for sex, she didn't want to get involved with Pinkie Pie. Also, Pumpkin's body stopped crying out for sex, well, mostly. There was still one thing that her body craved and it was something she hadn't really expected, anal sex, nobody had ever fucked her ass. She asked her brother Pound, but it seemed he preferred to be the one getting fucked in the ass and wasn't entirely sold on the idea of fucking his sister in the ass. Pumpkin knew by now that only the real thing would satisfy her and so didn't bother to go asking any girls if they were willing to wear a strap-on and fuck her with it, which she would enjoy certainly, but knew her body would keep bothering her to get some real cock.

Yet it seemed that the boys in town weren't majorly interested in fucking her ass either, regardless of whether or not they were comfortable with the fact that she had male genitalia rather than female. Her dad wasn't around so that wasn't an option either, then Pumpkin remembered something her mom had mentioned years ago... bestiality, that was legal, she might as well look it up.

When Pumpkin got to her room she jumped onto the computer to look up bestiality, she saw plenty of blogs, pictures not to mention some videos which gave her a much clearer idea of how pleasurable these girls found it to be taken by an animal. She was scrolling through page after page, learning pretty much as much about the subject as anyone could in a single afternoon until something caught her eye, a website for an establishment that had very recently been set up right in town... Applejack's Professional Bestiality Club For Zoophiles.

The End