Aryanne
couldn’t believe she was doing this. The pure white mare trotted
back and forth, her immaculate black uniform clad tight on her form,
squeezing against her slightly chubby belly and rounded flanks. She
sighed, turning with a flick of her blond mane to set her blue eyes
on the zebra mare before her. “You haff taken ze enema?” her
Germane accented voice barked.
The
zebra mare nodded her head, her own green eyes meeting Aryanne’s.
“It’s clean as I can make it back there…” sh
Trojan Zebra
By: Cainiam
Favorited: 5 years ago
