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In the numerous backrooms and booths at The Orchard, the moaning sounds of pleasure and the soft gurgling of full guts working down a satisfying meal were commonplace for the hedonistic hotspot. The shameless strip club offering countless bodily delights for curious clients from the most vanilla to exotic, as even the strangest and salacious of sexual fetishes could be intimately indulged if they ponied up enough bits to pay for a private session or risqué interaction of their choosing. Wireless Fuzz well used to humouring all manner of requests, though even she was slightly confused when the customer had calmly asked for only a casual conversation over a couple of drinks.
The petite pony initially thinking that it was some sort of foreplay, but she soon learned that the somewhat shy and terse hippogriff was more interested in discussing his mechanical foreleg than any lecherous act she had to offer. He seemed almost nervous about it, clearly somewhat concerned about his prosthetic addition and how it would affect his ability to swim, even if from just a glance the mare could tell it was a waterproof model and that he had nothing to worry about. He remained polite and discrete the whole time, not even mentioning his name, and only conveyed what he felt was necessary to her listening ears, as it became quite clear that he only wanted somepony to talk this all through with. Fuzz for her part just putting on a sweet smile, and nodding her head in-between reassurances, as she knew better than most that new synthetic additions could take some getting used to, even if they were generally better than the biological bits they were born with.
Fuzz just continuing the chat with a cheerful composure, while periodically chiming in with useful insight, as it didn’t take the equine long to work out that he had picked a slot on her schedule due to her carbon fibre additions, leaving the pony to pamper to his needs to the best of her ability. Every action reciprocated by the sea eagle in a slow and articulate manner after a moment to mull it, as for the most part he kept his hands to himself, bar a periodic stroke over the turgid bump in his belly that was all that was left of the griffon hen he had enjoyed for lunch. It wasn’t like Fuzz could judge though, as she had made a career of consuming consenting creatures and deepthroating troublemakers, like the plucky and rather drunken pegamare she had partaken in before this very meeting. The wannabe Wonderbolt getting a bit too handsy with her during a public pole dance, so it didn’t take Fuzz much of a logical leap to think the mouthy mare would look better as a squirming swelling swaying from her stomach on stage.
The jeering applause and bills tossed at her hooves when she had belched up her mewling meal’s last breath enough to confirm that she had made the right choice, though based on the pressure building against her ponut the problematic Pegasus had gone right through her. A gentle grunt enough to get the flier faeces flowing, and aside from the occasional too of releasing rectal gas, Fuzz found herself able to maintain the dialogue without interruption from the condensed cunt currently curling out of her colon. Pegasi always having brittle bones, so it was little surprise that the soft serve slut coiled out of her nibbling cornhole as smoothly as a steaming chocolate clay. Wonderbolts were supposedly built of sterner stuff, but in truth, their lean and athletic meats tended to dissolve no different than any other pegaponies Fuzz had enjoyed eating.
The soily sausage’s initial crowning almost unnoticeable, as a couple of clenches were more than enough to thread the tanned turd out of the threshold of the mare’s well-worn tailhole and into the waiting confines of a waiting diaper. The nappy cushioning the release of the muddy muck, as it slowly squeezed out of the nattering mare like a putrid putty. The hippogriff not even acknowledging the dirty deposit, as he had more pressing questions than to concern himself with the bleached brown bitch Fuzz was currently voiding from her bowels. The only thing that required any struggle was a flesh-stripped skull, that for the time being seemed somewhat sturdy, as the mare saw no need to rudely pinch it off with a staccato crunch. Instead, Fuzz placed her hoof atop the bulge the cooling cranium made through the soiled diaper, and with a few muted crinkles she manipulated it so that the muzzle pressed against her marehood.
The mare’s groin naturally gyrating against the skeletal snout now seated at her snatch, as she began to rub out some of the pent-up passion that had developed during the time it had taken her to disgorge an entire equine worth of dung. Fuzz looking over at the hippogriff to see if he would mind the mare masturbating, but he didn’t seem to bat an eye, instead continuing with his own intrigued inquiry, as unbeknownst to Fuzz, he too had shat out his hen snack during the interlude, seeing as he saw no need for it to be the concern of the considerate doxy he had paid for. Bodily functions not bothering him, as the slight smell did nothing to tar the pleasant mood he was currently in, now that he knew his new cyborg status would be no hindrance to his ability to swim, the only question now was if he was going to enjoy a second serving for female flesh tonight, seeing as he still had 37 minutes left of the hour, he had splashed out on…..
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Fuzz is used to all sorts of salacious requests, though even when the equine thought she had seen everything, a client would come along to surprise her. In this case, a Hippogriff booked in a session specifically to talk about augmented prosthetics, though it did give the accommodating equine time to work down her most recent meal of mare meat...
A lemon done for Gizmo, to go along with a commissioned image they got from Pigpuke ( https://www.furaffinity.net/user/pigpuke ) Featuring their oc's Wireless Fuzz and Aerosol Haze.
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