Unexpected Changes

Cloverleaf awoke to the feeling of something warm and wet crawling all over him. It felt wonderful, and for a moment, he was content to just lie there, groaning in moderate pleasure. He wasn't used to waking up like this, but he was ready to enjoy it.

As his mind cleared up, however, he recalled the events leading up to his falling asleep. He opened his eyes, and caught sight of something winking back at him. Something that wasn't an eye.

"Morning, princess," he groaned.

Lily pulled her mouth away from his morning wood and turned back to face him. "Good morning, Daddy. Was I doing a bad job?"

Cloverleaf shook his head. "You're doing fine, Lily."

With the confirmation that she was doing well, she wrapped her lips around him and went down once more. She was quite enthusiastic, and was actually quite skilled. She was following the instructions he'd given her, and rather than focusing on going as deep as she could, she was concentrating on her technique.

She was really enjoying herself, which made it all the worse that he was going to have to do something that would put an end to her jubilation.

"Lily, there's something we need to talk about," he started.

"Ah-goesh gug!" she called out through a throatful of cock. The vibrations of her trying to talk make him tingle. She really was almost done; he wouldn't last much longer. She really was very good at this.

He let out a grunt, and she grabbed his hips, going all the way down until her nose was in his balls. With a second grunt, they clenched up, and he released a load down her throat, filling her stomach with all of the fluids that she could handle. More than she could handle, in fact, as some of it was so pressurised that it came back up and spewed from her nostrils like a sneeze.

After taking a few hard breaths through her nose and clearing away the bulk of the drippings, she pulled her head up, slurping off most of the sticky coating. She even turned around and showed her open mouth, completely clean. She'd swallowed everything.

"Good job," chuckled Cloverleaf, tousling her mane. "You're a natural at that."

"Thanks, Daddy," she smiled, snuggling up into his elbow. "It just looked so enticing."

He pulled her in tight. "You're such a wonderful girl, Lily," he sighed. "Any stallion would be lucky to have you."

"You're the only stallion I want, though," she smiled, squeezing him tighter. "I did look at the other boys in my class, like you said, but they don't compare."

"You would be better off with somepony your own age..."

She shrugged. "Since when is loving your father a bad thing?" She shook her head. "I'll keep an eye out, but I doubt I'll ever find anypony to replace you."

For a brief moment, a smile graced his lips. He was trying to lower the mood so he could give her the bad news, but she was happy, and she wanted to share some of that with him.

"Lily, there's something we need to talk about..."

Daisy stepped out into the backyard. The second championship game was over, and now it was time to practise for what would likely be their final match. There was no official practise today, but she had a move she'd been trying to learn since Lily left, and she really wanted to be ready before the match.

As she lined up her shot, though, she heard a sob. It was faint, but it was clear. She listened closely, and it was coming from next door. A quick peek through the fence showed Lily, wrapped in baggy clothes, sitting on the back steps, crying. Based on the state of her sleeves, she'd been there for awhile.

"Lily?" she asked, jumping over the fence and walking up to her. "What's wrong?"

Lily sniffled, wiping her face on her sleeve. "I'm not going... to see you... for a long time..." she said between gasps.

Daisy placed a hoof on her shoulder and rubbed her back. "Are you having another mood swing?" she asked. Lately, Lily had been crying a lot over small things and making mountains of molehills.

Lily shook her head. "No!" There was a pause. "Well, yes, actually, but that's not the point!"

"Hey, don't worry," smiled Daisy. "I'm sure we'll keep seeing each other. You're, like, my best friend. I'm not going to just leave you here."

"I know," Lilly hiccupped. "I know you're not leaving. I am!"

Lily leaned over, bawling into Daisy's practice jersey. Daisy didn't know what to do except to hug her back and try to make her feel better. She didn't know what to say, either, so she remained silent.

After calming herself a bit, Lily regained her breath. "I'm... I'm moving," she finally managed to spit out. "Not just across town, either. I'm leaving town entirely."

"Where are you going?" asked Daisy. "I can come visit. I can bring the girls, too. We can even still go to camp together." She wasn't sure if any of this was true, but maybe it could be, and if there was a way to comfort Lily, she'd try it. Anything to stop her from crying.

"I don't know," sniffed Lily. "I kind of... stopped listening. I didn't want to... to leave all of my friends behind. Not when you've all been so nice to me..."

Daisy pulled Lily in and started rocking her back and forth. "It's going to be okay," she promised. She didn't know if she could keep that promise, but she was going to make it, anyway. "What do you know?"

Lily wiped her face. "I know it's going to be soon. Starting tomorrow, my dad's hired a moving company to pack up our things. He's in there, now, marking several boxes as "existentials." You know, stuff we need to have when we move in. He's already picked the place, and we're going to be there by Monday morning."

That still gave them the weekend. It wasn't much time, so if Daisy was going to save Lily, she'd have to act fast. She didn't know what she was going to do yet, but she did know one thing: Nopony hurt Lily without suffering the consequences.