This choice: Tell the truth, and hope she's understanding. • Go Back...Chapter #5Tell the truth, and hope she's understanding. by: Triple   You might as well reveal the truth to her. It was going to come up sooner or later and you rather have it all out on your terms.
"I'm going to be honest, Scootaloo," you begin, "I really like your hooves a lot. They look so soft and amazing, and I just wanna rub my face all over them."
The reaction she gave made it pretty obvious that she was pretty weirded out by it, not fully comprehending the words you just said. The awkward tension lingers around her bedroom as the two of you sit there quietly, not saying a word to each other. She stares at you for a brief moment, then looks away.
"I don't know how to respond," she finally says, "That is such a weird thing to say. I mean, my hooves? They're always so sweaty and dirty everyday after school."
You feel quite dejected hearing those words come out but it wasn't surprising. But what she said next shocked you.
"However..." Scootaloo continues, "My hind hooves have been smelling a lot lately and they do kinda distract me from finishing my homework. So, if you really like them that much, I guess we can try... something."
"You mean I can worship and lick them clean?" you perk up.
Scootaloo nods, "Yeah, just go under my table and I'll place my hind hooves on your face. However, don't complain if they're too much for you. You asked for this remember."
You follow her instructions and align your body so that your torso was squished by her bedroom chair and your face was directly underneath her table. It was astonishingly a tight fit so when you managed to get in a good position, it felt like you were being squished by the furniture. Once you're in position, Scootaloo grabs and sits down on her chair, before resting both of her hind hooves on your face. You can feel the accrued the dirt rubbing all across your nose and cheeks, presumably from a long day in school. A strong smell of grass mixed with an indescribable musk flooded your nose, making your mouth water from the musk that elicited from Scootaloo's hind hooves.
Meanwhile, above the table, Scootaloo was thinking about how to solve the math question that was sitting on the worksheet in front of her. She tried to think of something, anything, but all she could think of was that feeling and smell of her hind hooves that kept her distracted from finishing her worksheet. There was no way that this couldn't be easy, and it wasn't going to work if her hoof cleaner wasn't doing a good job.
"Hey mister! I thought you were gonna lick them clean!" Scootaloo shouts out in frustration.
Ah tarnation, you completely forgot how badly her hind hooves needed a good tongue bath. Feeling guilty, you stick out your tongue and drag the pink muscle along the underhoof to taste it. You shudder from the taste, getting a generous helping of the dried up sweat and gritty dirt in your mouth. For normal people, that would be disgusting but for you, it was one of the best things ever. Smiling, you swallow the substance and begin to lick her hooves again. You take your time trying to get every last sweaty morsel of dirt. Licking from every possible angel, you gradually coat both her underhooves with your saliva. It was surprising that your mouth wasn't getting dry as your tongue was licking up Scootaloo's sweaty dirty hind hooves. The experience must've been salivating as you continue to worship her hooves.
This repeated for a full hour until the distant sound of the doorbell broke you out of your hoof-loving session...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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