Button's Bestiality

It was a day like any other other day, the sun was shining, birds were singing, bees were buzzing from flower to flower, leaves blew on the currents of a gentle cooling breeze and Button Mash was at his computer furiously masturbating. Button Mash, being a hardcore gamer, didn't really feel a need to connect with other people, especially when other people were so boring! I mean who could compare to the characters he had cherished his whole childhood? He didn't understand why people even bothered to have a social life, he knows he'd rather be a hero going up against an evil scientist or a massive turtle-dinosaur thing than having a long old chat to someone about how things were going in their own uneventful lives! Which is why it wasn't exactly surprising that he had even developed a certain level of lust towards some of the characters from the games he loved when he hit puberty, he was 18 now and things weren't much different.

What was different however was the characters he had decided to masturbate to, it started off innocently enough with characters like Samus from Metroid, Chun-Li from Street Fighter, that kind of thing, but then he started to veer off into more not-exactly-human territory. It began with Princess Zelda, not too bad, she was an elf but practically human, no shame in that, then it moved on to slightly more questionable things like an anthro female Pikachu until Button Mash was on a downward spiral down the rabbit hole of non-human porn until he found himself where he was exactly at that moment, moaning and accidentally splattering jizz all over his own naked chest to the horse from the Legend of Zelda, Epona.

Button's mother, Cream Heart, didn't exactly have traditional sex tastes either. Cream Heart liked all the usual stuff with women getting fucked by some guy of course, but occasionally she was in the mood for something more exotic, with both of her favorites being pegging and bestiality. As Button was cumming all over himself, a few doors away Cream Heart was also squirting her feminine juices over a video she had found of a girl with pink hair taking a strap-on to a mares ass. Both Button and his mother had developed a penchant for bestiality over time and inevitably had stumbled across the website for Applejack's Professional Bestiality Club For Zoophiles. Obviously, neither of them wanted the other to find out that they wanted to sneak out one afternoon to indulge in what was a rather taboo sexual practice, even if it was legal, so they both booked a slot with an animal of their choice and that was that.

Or at least it would have been, had they not just booked the same time slot on the same day.