A small rural town, where a nice and large looking house is situated not too far from the main road, decorated with all the finest looking items, and inside this house, lives a tall, hour-glass figure of a proud mature dark brown mare named Celeste. At just 39-years-old, Celeste counts herself as the luckiest and most important mare in the world, and how could she not think that? With her creamy looking brown hair done in a stylish bun, Celeste begins checking to make sure her DD-cup size breast stood nice and firm in this stunning dark crimson dress she is wearing. Celeste also runs a quick check on her long enough tan tail, while making sure her matching red heels are nice and polished before double checking herself from a tall mirror. A proud smile can be seen on her slender looking face as Celeste walks on over toward her dresser and runs a double check on her makeup. She made herself blush when she fluttered her eyelashes at herself. She even checked on her eyes while opening up the center drawer, where Celeste pounders for a bit at her choice of either wearing her glasses or some contact lens. As she stood and pounded, a shy voice brought Celeste’s sapphire eyes towards a sight that always manages to make Celeste's heart go pitter patter. Standing in front of Celeste’s master bedroom door, is her 16-year-old donkey girl named Bridget. Celeste will always debate with anyone that would whisper about Bridget being mid when compared to her mother, and even Bridget would agree with them. She may have Celeste’s body type, with Bridget also being slim, but deep down, Bridget knows that her mother is the real star whenever they’re seen in public. Yet to Celeste, underneath the mid freckled tan face and her big nose, she sees a beautiful young woman, rocking out that long flower pattern dress, complemented by the long hot pink skirt around her waist. A small smile appeared on Bridget’s face when Celeste voiced her joyful expression.

  Celeste: Oooh… Look at you, my baby…!

  Bridget (Blushing): Mom…

  Celeste (Light giggling): Oh, don’t give me THAT, Bridget… … My… I swear, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to recognize you once you become an adult. … Did you put lotion on your arms?

  Rolling her eyes, Bridget stuck her arms out for Celeste to look over. Seeing nothing wrong, Celeste then asked permission to take a quick look at Bridget’s skirt from behind. She wants to make sure her tail is neatly secured before she pulls her teenager over for a tight hug, where Bridget blushes over Celeste kissing her daughter on the left cheek.

  Celeste: Mmm… There are two things in this world that I’ll ALWAYS be proud of. … Yours truly. *Light chuckling* *smooch* But you will always be the most important person to me in the whole world.

  Bridget’s buck teeth were showing when giving Celeste her own warm touching smile.

  Celeste (Light giggling): It’s a good thing you showed up. Maybe you give your mother an expert opinion on fashion.

  Bridget: Heh, me… Give you an opinion?

  Celeste (Chuckling): Well you also have great taste for clothing, as well as eyewear. So… what do you think, should I wear these for Mrs. Gerlind?

  A sudden tick grew into Bridget at the mere mention of that name. She tried to put that aside when Celeste put on her round glasses and did a slight pose for her daughter.

  Celeste: What do you think? Is this a bit much, or does this help me stand out against the others?

  Bridget did her best to form a small smile, but the way she shrugged her shoulders is making Celeste re-think about the glasses. Even she wasn’t feeling it when looking at herself from the dresser mirror.

  Celeste: Yeah… … This makes me look TOO flashy. Thank goodness Mrs. Gerlind is not a stickler for fashion. I know that you’re going to make her daughter jealous when she sees you.

  Bridget: … Y-yeah. … Mom, I’m going to go and wait for you downstairs.

  Celeste: Sure thing, sweetie. … Oh, before you go, Bridget. I couldn't help but to notice a little smudge on your right eye. Make sure you wipe that off so it doesn’t put a stain on your glasses.

  Bridget answered her mother’s request with a simple nod. She carefully speed walks herself downstairs to the living room before turning towards her left to a door that leads downstairs to the basement, which also acts as Bridget’s bedroom. The teenage donkey flipped the light switch on, and there she stood face to face with her own dressing mirror, filled with tons of makeup and lights illuminating around the edges. Bridget took her glasses off in order to carefully examine her right eye. Her heart suddenly stopped when she found the smudge her mother pointed out and before long her breathing started accelerating. Bridget frantically searched around her dresser, pushing all the other makeup and cosmetics onto the ground, until she looked below and found the makeup she needed to fix her right eye. Taking another deep breath, Bridget examined where she needed to apply the makeup on the spot that Bridget is determined to make sure no one else sees. If her mother ever got the feeling that the ‘smudge’ from Bridget’s right eye looks an awful like someone getting a black eye, Bridget would be bombarded with so many questions! She’s already had a LOT of close calls whenever Celeste noticed her daughter acting strange anytime they went out somewhere, and Bridget can’t even concentrate on covering up the ‘smudge’ under her right eye without thinking what might happen tonight. As Bridget’s right hand trembles at the many possibilities that could happen, she accidentally places some of the power directly in her right eye. After placing her eye makeup back on the dresser, Bridget lets out an annoying hiss while trying to get some of the power off her right eye. Her head begins to shake as she starts imagining Vladine’s reaction if she was to see Bridget like this. Her breathing began to get even shakier as some tears from her left eye were beginning to escape. Bridget kept on shaking her head and she even hugged herself as she kept on repeating…

  Bridget: Stop… *Sniff* P-please… Not that!

  Trying to compose herself, a sudden knock echoing around the basement snapped the teen back into reality.

  Celeste: Bridget? Are you ready to go, princess?

  Bridget: *Gulp* … Y-Yeah… I’ll be right up.

  Taking a deep breath, Bridget examined her right eye again, and while you can still see a slight dot of that ‘smudge’, she figured that this would be good enough. With a sigh, Bridget grabs her glasses and forces herself to walk up the stairs, with a goal to just try and survive this night like she always does.

  To Bridget, every minute and every familiar building Celeste drove by, only raised her anxiety levels up and up. She did her best to fool her mother into believing that everything’s okay, but as soon as they made it to the place, Bridget already felt like crying as her hands and legs hadn't stopped going into protection mode with her crotch. As Celeste carefully searched for a place to park the car, Bridget stared against an average looking bar, known for serving some decent pizzas in town, but it’s mostly known for people to come in and mingle. Bridget scanned her eyes towards the left and spotted a narrow alleyway that looks like it connects to the pizza bar from behind. When Celeste finally put the car into park, she turned her head while turning off the engine, and saw Bridget’s right hand brushing against her right knee. Celeste extended her own right arm to gently shake Bridget’s right shoulder as she calls her name. Celeste carefully backed her hand away when Bridget flinched from the touch, and whipped her head before the teen quickly pretended to act natural.

  Celeste: You know, Bridget. If you want to stay in the car while I have a chat with Mrs. Gerlind, I can always order some pizza for the two of us to take home.

  Bridget quickly held her lips that wanted to say, ‘yes’, but a couple of ‘what ifs’ began playing into Bridget’s mind. Celeste began brushing Bridget’s short dark brown hair, thinking that she’s just extremely nervous about going into a place where there was going to be a lot of people present.

  Bridget: I’ll… I’ll be alright, mom. … It’s… It’s just nerves, that’s all.

  Bridget puts on her best brave face while getting her hands to finally unclick her seatbelt. Nodding her head, Celeste pulls her daughter in for a comforting hug, something that tugged the emotional side of Bridget’s heart as Celeste also comments on how brave she is. Celeste also unclicks her seatbelt while waiting to see Bridget being committed to her word by opening up the passenger door and stepping out of the car with her mother at tow.

  Celeste: We’ll try not to stay here too long, and I promise to have only ONE glass of wine this time.

  Bridget gives her mother a playful scoff at her comment, while standing face to face at the building in front of them. Celeste extended her right hand for Bridget to take and with the two walking side-by-side, they entered the building. Celeste was right about the place being packed today. Bridget hoped that maybe her mother wouldn’t be able to find Mrs. Gerlind amongst the crowd, but of course, her dreams were crushed when a voice rang out amongst the crowd, and as Celeste turned her head, Bridget looked at her mother’s direction before her face began shrinking as she whispered…

  Bridget: oh… no…

  From just a couple of feet from the entrance, four animals were sitting side-by-side from each other at a bar table. All them looked to be mature mothers, consistent of a tall and slender dark brown middle age doe, a young adult bright yellow duck, with a shiny bright orange bill to match the yellow feathers, a pure woolly white sheep, with a slight chubby figure, and of course, the real star of the show, the one that called Celeste before getting up from her seat to greet the tall mare in question, a brown bovine with short horns, also spotting a chubby figure, with luscious looking D-cup breasts being covered by the bovine’s dark green short sleeve shirt as her matching emerald eyes sparkled with a mix of joy and lust when scanning Celeste outdoing herself yet again with her makeup and outfit. Celeste sped walk over before both she and the bovine jumped onto each other’s arms, and they both purred with delight when feeling their breasts being pressed together.

  Celeste: Mmmph…! Hehe… Millard! What’s all this?!

  Millard (Chuckling): I was just as surprised as you when these lovely ladies came in. It seems my daughter managed to bring a couple of her friends along to the party, under the condition that their mothers come over too.

  Millard motion Celeste over to whisper a little bit of information into the mare’s left ear.

  Millard (Whispering): They also said it’s for safety reasons… … but I’ll let you be the judge of that.

  Celeste said nothing at first, and gaze at each of the MILFs’ own approving grins at Celeste’s fashion choice.

  Celeste: Mmm… Well you know me. I’m certainly not one to complain too much.

  With the women exchanging their own soft teasing chuckles towards each other, Celeste matched Millard’s own flirtatious expression as the other mothers gave each other knowing grins. Just as Millard’s lips were about to greet Celeste’s own lips, Celeste blushed a bit as she almost forgot about Bridget standing right in-between the mothers. Millard cleared her throat and spoke to Bridget in a more nonchalant tone.

  Millard: Hello, Bridget. How’s life treating you?

  Bridget: F-f-Fine… I guess. … Hello, Ms. Bluebell.

  Wilma, the pure white sheep, gave a more friendly wave towards Bridget. The rest of the mothers looked to Millard to do something before Bridget ends up making this whole moment awkward.

  Millard: My daughter, Vladine. She’s waiting for you in the other section towards the opposite end of the bar.

  Bridget looked behind towards the other side of the building from the front door.

  Millard: Right as you pass the bathroom, just take the stairs. It’ll just be you and girls in there, so you won’t have to worry about having other eyes looking at you.

  Bridget felt those stairs were moving further and further away from her. Celeste came up behind while brushing Bridget’s dark brown hair to help her daughter relax.

  Celeste: I’ll be right here the entire time. Just come and get me whenever you’re ready to leave.

  Bridget forces a smile on her lips, but deep down she knew that once she starts climbing those stairs, leaving was not going to be an option for her. Celeste waited until Bridget finally took her first step. She stopped after a few steps, and turned her head to gaze at Celeste’s encouraging smile before Bridget forced herself to walk faster.

  As Bridget stood face to face against a small four-way intersection hallway, Celeste's laughter can still be heard from the distance at which Bridget is standing. She watched Mrs. Gerlind’s left arm moving a bit as Celeste gazed upon the other mothers before Bridget witnessed her mother planting a kiss on the right side of Mrs. Gerlind’s neck. Taking a deep breath, Bridget gazed at her options, between the front door, the bathroom, or the stairs, and neither options were going to let Bridget off the hook so easily, so she braved on forward and climbed up the stairs.

  Each step that Bridget took, her heart would beat louder and louder. She heard the sounds of glasses resting on a table as her nose also began picking up the fumes of someone smoking a cigarette. Bridget was only halfway up the stairs when her legs suddenly stopped the moment she heard voices from the second floor.

  ?: The clock is ticking, you know, and my pussy is about ready to become someone else’s cum squeezer!

  Bridget gripped onto railing towards her right side, as she heard another voice venting their frustration out to anyone that cared to listen.

  ?: How much do you want to bet the crybaby managed to convince her mother to stay home, making the rest of us look like jackasses?

  The smoke from the second floor continued to fill Bridget’s nostrils as another voice raised Bridget’s heartbeat up by a couple levels.

  ?: We’ll give her another five minutes, then we’ll have Ann take a look and see if her mother at least showed up. If she’s either waiting in the car or back at her house, we can always pay her a visit to make sure she’s okay.

  The five girls sitting at their table realized that they didn’t have to wait much longer. Bridget’s sudden coughing fit gave her location away as the smoke suddenly became too thick for her to handle. A creamy brown bovine leaned over to see Bridget’s head moving from the stairway. With Bridget still coughing, another figure stood up from her seat to ‘greet’ their special guest, as Bridget took her glasses off for a split second in order to wipe some of the steam that clouded her vision.

  Bridget: *COUGH COUGH* *Sniff*

  ?: Well, well…

  Bridget suddenly became alerted when she heard the sound of hooves stepping down the stairs. She put her glasses back on and stood face to face with a dark mare, who exceeded Bridget a tiny bit in terms of height.

  Raven: Aren’t you gonna come up? The girls have been waiting for ye…

  As Raven put her cigarette back in her mouth, she grabbed Bridget by her left wrist, forcing the donkey to either start moving or fall face first on the steps. Raven arrived back at the private section, eyeing the other girls as she looked behind and tugged on Bridget’s left wrist again. Her sudden tug had pulled Bridget forward enough that the teen donkey tripped over the last step, leaving Bridget to fall face first right on the second floor.

  Raven: Look what the homewrecker eventually dragged in, girls…

  Bridget’s long ears went up after someone found Raven’s choice of words and Bridget’s ‘entrance’ to be quite amusing. Bridget lifted her head, and her eyes drew their attention to a shiny dark brown female doe. Bridget would not be surprised if Ann, the doe in question, was the one that snickered a few moments ago based on the unsettling satisfaction smile on her face.

  Ann: … Nice dress, homewrecker.

  A glint shines through Ann’s emerald eyes, as she takes a sip of her soda while witnessing Bridget immediately looking away from the dark brown doe. It took a sudden hair tug from Raven to wake Bridget up as Raven ordered the donkey to start standing up.

  Raven: What, do I also have to start teaching YOU how to walk again?!

  Shaking her head rapidly, Bridget managed to get her knees up from the ground and she quickly stood up straight as Raven eased up on the tight grip while giving Bridget another glare before returning to her seat. As Bridget scanned the table before her, outside Ann, the rest of the group consisted of a pale yellow duckling named Rosa, who like Ann, also gets off on seeing Bridget looking very helpless based on the way the donkey’s hands are fidgeting amongst themselves.

  ?: We were worried that you weren’t going to show up…

  Bridget turns her attention towards the same creamy brown bovine from earlier.

  Vladine: I apologize in advance for inviting the others on such short notice, but when I told Ann about us, she was kind enough to have her mother pay for our reservation, to make sure no one else interrupts our night out. … … You don’t mind having the other girls here with us, do you?

  Vladine takes a drag out of her cigarette while looking straight into Bridget’s own light brown eyes. The rest of the girls watch Bridget slowly shaking her head in order to please Vladine as the bull flicks her ashes on the ash tray. She pulled up an empty chair out for Bridget to come and sit next to the bovine in question.

  Vladine: Rosa… Pour a drink for our friend, please.

  While Rosa grabs the jug of soda by holding onto the handle itself, Vladine gazed her crimson eyes back at Bridget and clears her throat to let Bridget know that she’s not going to be kept waiting much longer, and seeing that Raven is giving the teen donkey a, ‘I dare you’ glare, Bridget decided to walk pass the other girls and make it around the table to reach her seat. Bridget can at least ignore Ann’s grossout expression and try not to let Rosa’s own unsettling grin get to her, but now Bridget had to focus her attention on the last girl sitting right on the other end of the table, across from where Raven is sitting. Bridget became distracted when Yan, a gray wooly ram, gave the teenage donkey her own unsettling gaze. The other girls watched Rosa collecting something into her right hand as the duckling stood up from her seat, and tugged on the back of Bridget’s flower-pattern dress before dumping something inside that made her body jump before Bridget began moving around frantically. The girls, minus Raven, sat at their seats laughing their butts off seeing Bridget moving! Out of the girls sitting at the table, Rosa voiced her amused laughter the loudest when seeing a couple of ice cubes falling down from Bridget’s flower-pattern dress, as Bridget herself started shivering with how cold those ice cubes were. Rosa licked another ice cube she got of the same jug and waited until Bridget became close enough for Rosa to slip another cube into her flowery dress, and then she proceeded to shove Bridget towards Ann, as the brown doe immediately threw her glass of soda straight to Bridget’s face, blinding the donkey for a bit as parts of the carbonated drink went up her nose! Rosa quickly stood up and got ready to shove Bridget again when she got too close to the duckling’s personal space!

  Rosa (Laughing): Eww, I don’t want her!

  Rosa made sure that when she shoved Bridget, her feathery hands would touch the spot where some of the ice cubes were still melting onto Bridget’s dress and her fur. She shoved the teen hard enough that Ann almost became successful in tripping Bridget over with her left leg, but Bridget still ended up falling straight to the floor right as her glasses flew out from her face and ended up close to where Raven is sitting! Bridget realized this after managing to get some of the soda out of her nose. When Bridget saw Raven walking towards her glasses, she exclaimed to Raven, while trying to run over to pick them up, but Rosa snickered to herself, when Ann actually managed to trip the donkey up this time, and with a thud, Bridget found herself on the floor again as she hissed while looking to pick herself up. She watched in horror seeing Raven standing right in front of her glasses!

  Bridget: P-P-Please…!

  Bridget pleaded, as she already felt her heart sinking when Raven looked at those light brown eyes begging the dark mare to spare Bridget’s glasses. Then, in one of her rare moments, Bridget laid still and watched Raven getting some paper towels before picking up Bridget’s glasses up to wipe the lens clean as she handed them over for Bridget to take. Bridget gazes into Raven’s dark brown eyes before scrambling up to take her glasses back as Bridget didn’t want Raven to take back her rare kindness after hearing that impatient huff coming straight from the dark horse’s nostrils.

  Bridget: … Umm… Th-thanks…

  Raven: … Just take better care of yer shit.

  Raven mentions bluntly, while also ordering Bridget to stay where she is as Raven brings her cigarette from the ash tray back into her mouth. There were still some toxins left for Raven to take a drag and blow her puff of smoke right near Bridget before she made a promising statement in front of the donkey’s face.

  Raven: Because if you make me get up from my seat again while running the risk of having my cigarette go out…

  Bridget suddenly flinched when Raven flicked some of the ashes into her flowery dress.

  Raven: …then yer better start asking your optometrist if it’s safe for you to wear contact lenses.

  Bridget quickly nodded her head, twice when she saw the very serious expression in Raven’s dark brown eyes.

  Bridget: I… I promise. … I’m sorry!

  Raven gives Bridget a good enough nod before returning to her seat. Bridget had to feel her heart after that scary encounter, which gave Rosa enough time to come up behind and give Bridget another jump scare after using one of the ice cubes from Ann’s now empty glass to rub across the back of Bridget’s neck.

  Rosa: … How long do you plan on keeping Vladine waiting? She set all this up just for you…

  With a little turn around, Vladine lit up another cigarette and took a small drag before blowing a small stream of smoke out as Rosa forced Bridget to turn again, this young yellow duckling gave Bridget a ‘push’ by sliding that same ice cube down the donkey's back as Bridget resumed her walk around the table, not bothering to make eye contact with any of the other girls. Both Yan and Vladine kept their watchful eye on Bridget as Bridget herself finally stood up straight facing Vladine. Yan kept her eyes focused on the ice cube getting stuck right close to Bridget’s long dark pink skirt. The ram waited until Bridget grabs the handle of her seat before standing up, and with her newly developed horns, she gave Bridget’s back a good ram, giving the donkey a sudden jerk forward as the ice cube fell out of her dress while Bridget became lucky that her hand grabbed onto the handle of the chair as Yan sat back down, feeling pleased with herself.

  Yan: Go on… You know Vladine doesn’t usually bite.

  Bridget was able to pick herself up, as Vladine rubbed her cigarette out completely onto the ash tray. Once again, her crimson eyes got Bridget to quickly act and sit down right next to the bull, where Vladine gave Bridget her approval smile.

  Vladine: Rosa… Didn’t I tell you to pour a soda for our guest?

  Bridget scooted her seat back a little as she didn’t like the look on Rosa’s face when she grabbed that jug. Bridget still kept her defense up, even though Rosa did pour the soda inside Bridget’s glass, but when Rosa set the jug on the table and sat back down, the girls all turned their attention when Bridget took a small sip of her soda.

  Vladine: Well…?

  Bridget: … It’s… It’s good…

  Bridget gave her best genuine look to match her honest opinion, but just in case, she took another quick sip, while making a genuine delicious moan. Vladine simply nodded her head as Bridget took a deep breath while setting her glass down. Bridget could still hear some snickering happening across her table. Her eyes saw many types of amusing expressions at the table, with Rosa having the biggest amused expression while she pours another glass of soda to Ann. Their gazes were so unsettling, that Bridget felt like a big target, just waiting to be hit at any unsuspected moment. Even a simple action of someone grabbing Bridget’s left arm is all they need to do to make Bridget jump suddenly.

  Vladine: Well aren’t you going to finish the whole glass?

  Bridget slowly brought the glass back towards her lips, where she began to drink as much of the carbonated beverage as possible. She would’ve most likely finished her soda, but with Vladine using her right firm hand to creep up on Bridget’s left shoulder… Just the way her fingers gripped around that scrawny looking shoulder, Vladine almost became successful in making Bridget swallow her drink down the wrong pipe. It was lucky for Bridget that she managed to spit her soda onto the table, and not towards any of the girls right next to her. Vladine gently patted the donkey on the back when Bridget started coughing wildly.

  Vladine: Mmm… Relax, Bridge… What, are you worried that we’re going to punish you tonight, over the simple fact that your mother can’t find it within herself to leave OUR mothers alone?

  The tone within Vladine’s voice did not put Bridget at ease. Her heartrate kept on increasing when Vladine brought Bridget’s half empty glass of soda in front of the donkey’s lips in question.

  Vladine: As I said a million times. I’m over that now. So please, for tonight, can we just let bygones be bygones and enjoy a simple meal, with good friends?

  Vladine waited for Bridget to lift her right arm, in order to try and take the glass of soda back, but Bridget stopped moving her right arm when Vladine grabbed onto the back of Bridget’s brown hair while moving that glass of soda close to Bridget’s lips.

  Vladine: Allow me…

  Nodding her head, Bridget tries to relax her body while Rosa and Ann continue their snickering when seeing Bridget getting treated like a baby, as Vladine makes sure Bridget feels the palm of her rough right hand brushing the back of the donkey's head while Vladine pours the rest of that soda into Bridget's mouth.

  Vladine: Slow down… We wouldn’t want to cause a spillage, do we?

  The carbonation from that soda went straight into Bridget’s stomach, as Vladine removed the cup away from the donkey’s lips. Bridget made the mistake of looking over across from her seat. She spotted Rosa mocking the donkey by sucking her own feathery thumb, pretending that Bridget is just a big baby, and when Vladine began patting and shaking Bridget lightly around her seat, Bridget quickly covered her mouth, right before her cheeks went red from embarrassment, as Bridget felt for sure the entire table heard that burp she tried to muffled under her breath.

  Bridget (Blushing): Ex-excuse me…

  Yan couldn’t pass up the chance to say, ‘nice’ in front of Bridget, while Raven rolled her eyes before focusing her attention away from the teen. Vladine, on the other hand, continued exploring the depths of Bridget’s short brown hair.

  Bridget: It… Is it still too long? I… I asked Ms. Bluebell to trim it all the way until it became a cool cut.

  While Vladine has Bridget lowering her head so she can check it thoroughly, Bridget makes a side eye to Yan.

  Vladine: Hmmm… … Personally, I think Bridget has made the right call, but what’s your take, Yan?

  Vladine was quick to grab the donkey’s left arm to hold her down as Yan got up from her seat before walking on over to grab the back of Bridget’s hair, and with a firm enough tug, the rest of the girls watched Bridget squirmed in her seat as Yan took her time to examine how short Bridget’s hair actually is. When she was finished, Yan yanked the donkey’s head back, as Bridget gave herself a mini heart attack when she made the mistake in gazing into Yan’s personal grudge in her eyes.

  Yan: … Personally… I’m tempted to pay you a large amount of money if you’re able to ask my ma to make you bald!

  Yan then proceeded to laugh after witnessing Bridget nodding head. The girls suddenly became alerted when the sound of shoes began making its way up the stairs. So as Yan quickly lets go of Bridget’s hair, Vladine forces Bridget to sit up straight as she whispers into the teen’s left ear…

  Vladine: Act… natural.

  Nodding her head, Bridget took a deep breath while scooting her seat back towards the table as Bridget put on the best natural act when a young adult zebra waitress climbed up the stairs and made her way towards the table.

  Tilly: Alright, ladies! Seems like your friend has finally showed up, so I guess this means we’re ready to order?

  The girls nodded their heads, with Vladine giving Bridget the side eye until the donkey also nodded her head.

  Vladine: My friends and I’ve decided… We’ll take two large pizzas. One supreme, and the other being plain cheese. For that, tell them to go easy on the cheese, please.

  Tilly wrote the order down, before drawing her attention to Rosa when she saw the yellow duckling holding up the half empty jug of soda.

  Rosa: May we also have another jug, please?

  Tilly: No worries, and how will tonight’s payment work?

  Vladine: I’ll be chipping the whole amount, and it’ll be paid in cash.

  Tilly: Alright… I’ll get started on that order, right away.

  As soon as Tilly turned around and began climbing down the stairs, Ann found herself ogling at Tilly’s firm looking ass, which swayed up and down with each step it took.

  Ann: *Whistling* Damn… Did you see those ‘cans’ of hers? Makes you wonder if that’s where she keeps her pizza sauce.

  Rosa had to quickly swallow her soda before it ended up going down the wind pipe. She playfully pushed her best friend while composing herself.

  Rosa (Laughing): Ann, I swear… We can’t go anywhere without you making comments about imagining what animals look like when naked.

  Ann (Laughing): I apologize… I have to remember the fact that some girls here will never get to experience the joy of reaching into womanhood one day.

  Rosa rolled her eyes, while the rest of the girls either scoffed like Yan and Vladine, or grunted unamused like Raven when Ann started showing off her B-cup breasts by cupping them from her own sparkling pink dress.

  Ann: What about you, Bridget…? Do you believe that my tits are destined to reach the same level of firmness and beauty like that of our waitress? … Or better yet, maybe my tits will become as stunning as your mother’s…

  Bridget: … … …

  Rosa: *Rolls eyes* Please… Just because some of us don’t have the ‘goods’, doesn’t mean that other women, such as myself, don’t have any other means of showing off our beauty.

  Now Ann was the one to roll her eyes while turning her attention to Rosa.

  Ann: Rosa… We’ve been over this before. The only ones that fall for the ‘young looking’ crowd are single parents and pedos.

  Rosa: Hello, pot, my name is kettle. I just wanted to know if you’ve fucked any pedos’ lately?

  While Ann playfully shoves Rosa and gives her a ‘cute’ expression, Bridget found herself staring at Ann’s B-cups while comparing them to her own barely visible B-cups from the inside of her flower-pattern dress.

  Rosa: Speaking of beauty, that waitress’s hair. My goodness… Did you see how the lights helped that hair shine?

  Ann: Mmm… … I’ll give you a point for that observation. … Plus the way her ponytail brings out the slimness of her back side…

  Raven sat on the sidelines, rolling her eyes the whole time Ann and Rosa kept on gossiping about their zebra waitress. As both Ann and Rosa continued on with their play bantering, Ann had the fortune to turn her head before nudging Rosa to turn and look at Bridget becoming insecure with her own small breast, based on the way the donkey teen is cupping them to find any sense of firmness from within them. All Ann and Rosa had to do was to look into each other’s eyes before Rosa started things off by cupping Ann’s own B-cup breast from her sparkling dress.

  Rosa: Then again… You do make a point about how firm breasts can make a woman feel wanted. After all, you never miss a beat to show yours off to anyone else that’s interested in them.

  As Rosa raises her arms to give Ann’s B-cup breasts a firm grope, the doe certainly felt a large sense of pride when looking at Bridget’s own insecurity raising up. Rosa removed her left arm right as Ann turned her body just enough for Bridget to see the perfect round shape outlined from within Ann’s sparkling dress. Bridget certainly felt small as Ann kept on bragging about her tits across the table.

  Ann: Like I said, it’s a shame there are women out there that will never get to experience firm rounded tits when they grow up.

  Rosa did her best to hold back a snicker, but Bridget certainly felt like a little girl when listening to Ann’s teasing chuckled the moment she watched Bridget folding her arms to hide her chest from the other girls around their table.

  Rosa: Well like I also said, a woman’s beauty doesn’t always have to revolve around the breasts. You were swooning for our waitress the moment I mentioned her black hair.

  Ann gave Rosa a nod to the ducklings observation. Bridget couldn’t shake the feeling that these girls were staring at something else when gazing in her direction.

  Ann: Hmmm… Well I suppose if someone has a thing for a butch style haircut, then I guess I shouldn’t be the one to judge.

  This time Rosa couldn’t hide her snickering for much longer from the moment Ann’s words got under Bridget’s fur again. She hung her head as both Rosa and Ann could see those tall ears of Bridget’s moving.

  Rosa: Hey, hey… I think that if Bridget was to put in the effort and wash her hair some more, she could be the next butch lesbian that somehow ends up with a tall drop-dead gorgeous looking woman.

  Ann exchanged a high-five with Rosa, when they saw Bridget turning and lowering her head some more, while her tall ears also began to drop. Just when Rosa was preparing to turn her attention back to Ann, she suddenly noticed Raven looking at Bridget with a type of glare that caught Rosa’s interest. She even tapped Ann on her right shoulder to have her friend also take note of Raven’s disapproved glare at Bridget. Rosa knows that type of smile growing on Ann’s lips before she gave her response to Rosa’s ‘defensive’ statement.

  Ann: I guess we can’t rule out that possibility. Afterall, our Bridget was somehow lucky enough to share the same blood and be raised by a drop-dead gorgeous woman like her mother, Celeste.

  Both Ann and Rosa glance back over to Raven gripping on her cigarette before taking a long drag as a means to calm herself. Yan quickly caught onto Rosa and Ann’s little game, and couldn’t pass up the chance to talk about her own experience with Bridget’s mother.

  Yan: … That’s how a tramp like Celeste tricks you into believing she’s a perfect saint underneath all that makeup. … Tell us Bridget, when you got your hair cut, did you have to pay for it or did your mother go into the back and work out a ‘discount deal’ with my mother.

  While Ann looks behind to see Raven blowing a thick cloud of smoke from her cigarette, Rosa became very pleased with Yan for using one of the many incidents of Celeste screwing one of their own mothers for whatever reason. Bridget didn’t need to look at Yan to feel another personal glare coming towards her, but both Rosa and Ann just sat with their amusing grins growing on their lips, as Yan grudgingly gives a firm enough kick towards Bridget’s shin in order to force this donkey to try and make some type of eye contact with the ram.

  Yan: Answer the question! I asked if you had to pay for your recent haircut, or if your mother managed to get you that haircut for free?!

  Yan even blew her own cigarette smoke right close to Bridget’s face as she asked that question again with a simple…

  Yan: Well?!

  Before Bridget could give her answer, Vladine grabs Bridget by her left arm and orders the donkey to sit up straight again as Tilly, their zebra waitress, came back upstairs with another jug full of soda. Vladine quickly pats Bridget on the back when Yan’s recent cigarette smoke brings the donkey teen into another coughing fit. Tilly looked over while gazing at Bridget with a concern.

  Tilly: Are you okay?

  Vladine: Oh yeah. We were just joking around and we accidentally made a joke so funny, that Bridget almost took her soda towards her wind pipe.

  With a quick subtle gaze, Bridget nods her head, as Tilly also nodded her head, before she had to grab both Rosa and Yan by their right shoulders while giving them a serious expression.

  Tilly: I’m really sorry about this, and I know I said that I was okay with you girls using this section to smoke, but the customers have been complaining about the smell. I did manage to convince my manager to let me handle this, so… From now if you need to smoke, we do have a backdoor that leads towards the alleyway. You girls know where the front door is, right?

  They each nodded their heads before Tilly explains her compromise to the girls.

  Tilly: So, all you have to do is when you walk down these stairs, take a left and just keep on going straight until you spot a metal looking door. You can take your smoke break in that selected area.

  Yan: … So what should we do with the cigarettes we already got in our hands?

  Tilly: Just go right ahead and put them out on the ashtray and I’ll go right ahead and dump them out.

  As Vladine passed the ashtray around for both Raven and Yan to put their cigarettes out, the bull made her own compromise to Tilly.

  Vladine: How’s about one of us dumps the ashtray out for you? I would hate for you to get into trouble because we didn’t think people were going to complain about our smoking that much.

  Tilly: Oh… Oh… Well… Thanks, that would be much appreciated.

  Raven extended her right arm and offered to dump the ashtray out herself.

  Tilly: How’s about I at least show you where to dump the ashes?

  Nodding her head, Raven asks Vladine if she can borrow her lighter for a bit, to which the bull gives Raven her purse where the lighter is kept. Bridget watches the dark mare standing up from her seat, as Tilly kindly shows Raven where the backdoor is located. Ann gives a slight elbow nudge to Rosa as she points out the fact that Bridget seems to be spacing out after Raven left her seat. Rosa then takes the heavy jug filled with soda and leans on over while the rest of the girls watched in total amusement as Rosa tips the jug over enough to where some of the soda did get poured into Bridget’s glass, but as Rosa leaned over a little more, she poured the soda onto the table, where it flowed over the edge and started pouring onto Bridget’s hot pink skirt. Ann couldn’t hide her snickering much longer, and even Yan would laugh in disbelief as Rosa tipped the jug some more until a big enough splash finally got Bridget to literally jump out her seat, with the donkey teen screaming when she finally felt the cold soda ruining her hot pink skirt! The girls burst into laughter, with Ann and Rosa laughing the loudest while both Yan and Vladine kept their own amusing chuckles to themselves as Bridget’s hot pink skirt now became all wet and sticky.

  Rosa (Giggling): I’m so sorry, Bridget. I thought for sure I was pouring the soda into your glass.

  It was times like this where Bridget would give ANYTHING to have any form of a backbone, but the best she can do is to hold back a tear and count to ten in her head, before Bridget shook her head while forcing a forgiving smile when Bridget began looking at Rosa in the eye.

  Bridget: I-Its okay… … … This skirt was going to get tossed into the washer either way.

  Rosa’s amusing grin kept on growing from her lips as she set the jug down and returned to her seat. She exchanged another high-five with Ann while watching Bridget continuing to touch her wet skirt as Vladine grabs onto Bridget’s left hand to bring her attention.

  Vladine: Fear not, Bridget. I had a feeling something like this would happen, so I asked my mother if I could bring some extra clothes for you, just in case.

  The girls saw Bridget raising an eyebrow at Vladine’s own generosity, almost as if she’s expecting some kind of catch.

  Vladine: Bridget… … You’re not thinking that I’m lying to you, right?

  Bridget quickly changed her reaction when Vladine began gripping onto Bridget’s left arm tight enough to where Bridget shook her head once she saw a threatening expression from those crimson eyes. Bridget managed to force out a thank you to Vladine so that the bull could ease up on the gripping. Satisfied with Bridget’s answer, Vladine looked behind from her seat, before she realized something.

  Vladine: Oh… That’s right. The keys to my mother’s car were in my purse, and Raven just took that purse with her.

  The girls each exchanged their own amusing expressions, as Bridget was quick to catch onto what Vladine is about to say next.

  Vladine: I know it’s a lot to ask, but it wouldn’t hurt to ask Raven for the keys, right?

  Bridget directed her attention towards the same set of stairs Raven used to head towards the back door. Yan watches that donkey tail of Bridget’s whipping across from her skirt, while Ann and Rosa watch Bridget’s tall donkey ears standing up straight, and even Vladine can see the total fear in Bridget’s brown eyes. No matter what type of excuse Bridget is conjuring up in her head, those demanding eyes from Vladine were practically ordering the teen to go into the back alley and talk to Raven.

  Bridget: … I’ll… … I’ll go ask.

  That satisfied grin got Bridget’s heart racing as she just realized what she said. She took another look at the stairs in front of her, before taking a deep breath as Bridget forced her legs to start walking. The rest of the girls leaned over and watched Bridget wobbling down the stairs, step-by-step as she held onto the railing.

  Ann (Chuckling): Vladine… … I think I’m falling in love with you.

  The girls rolled their eyes, but they certainly don’t blame Ann’s own excitement. Once Bridget made it down the stairs, she looked straight ahead at the bar section, and spotted Mrs. Gerlind touching Celeste’s left shoulder in a flirtatious manner. Bridget felt sick to her stomach watching Millard planting a soft kiss on Celeste’s right cheek, before the two women gaze their flirtatious eyes directly at each other while giggling loud enough for Bridget to hear. Not wanting to look at this scene anymore, Bridget walked down the narrow hall to her left, where she eventually found the backdoor Tilly mentioned earlier.

  Vladine’s purse can be seen sitting on the dumpster lid, where Raven took the lighter out and carefully held her right hand around while lighting up another cigarette. After taking a careful drag, Raven placed the lighter on the dumpster while blowing a steady cloud of smoke as she flicked the ashes onto the semi-clean ashtray situated behind the dark mare from her right side. Just when Raven thought this would be her moment to take a breather, her ears heard the back door opening up right beside her. Bridget only opened the back door by a crack, as all she really wanted to find was Vladine’s purse, which she did, but of course her eyes had to focus on Raven’s annoyed expression on her long face.

  Raven: What is it?

  Bridget tried, but the words just did not want to come out. Her stammering only succeeded in pissing Raven off as Bridget’s heart began racing when seeing the dark mare taking a longer drag from her cigarette before exhaling it out when she took a deep breath.

  Raven: Spit… it… out!

  Bridget took a small step back inside when Raven directed her impatient dark brown left eye towards the shaking donkey. Bridget tried once more to force some words out, but in the middle of her stammering, all she managed to ‘spit out’ was…

  Bridget: P-p-purse…

  While pointing towards Vladine’s purse in question. Bridget’s left hand was getting ready to close the door when she saw Raven approaching the backdoor in question.

  Bridget: I… I need… P-p-p-pur…

  But by the time Bridget is getting ready to shut the door, Raven quickly stopped the donkey from closing that said door. She grabbed onto Bridget's right arm and tossed her away from the door before Raven then grabs onto Bridget’s shoulders and proceeds to shove her against the dumpster, as Raven does everything she can to calm herself down while staring at Bridget with pure frustration!

  Raven (Heavy breathing): … … Every time I have to lay eyes on you, you just make me want to go ape shit!!

  Bridget lets out a fearful scream after Raven gives the donkey another shove towards the dumpster in question. The tight grip that Raven is giving to Bridget’s shoulders has Bridget shaking her knees as she feels the anger in Raven’s nostril flaring blowing straight to her face. Before Bridget could even plead with Raven, her heart stopped for a brief moment as Raven took the cigarette out of her mouth and after blowing the smoke directly at Bridget’s face, Raven took another deep breath, while using this moment to finish up her cigarette as Raven gave Bridget one more chance to speak up.

  The dark mare prepares herself, as she gives this crybaby donkey her last ounce of patience to speak up. Anytime Bridget’s mouth would open up, she would just close it back up and continue shaking her head whenever she stared at Raven’s dark brown eyes filling up with fury.

  Bridget: I… I… J-j-just… I… I mean, I c-c-c… Ah-ahhh…!

  Time was up, and Bridget had just blown her chance as Raven tries to hold her still by pinning Bridget’s right arm against the dumpster. Then as Raven took the last remaining drag of her cigarette, she used Bridget’s left nipple poking out from her dress to put the cigarette butt out. Bridget’s shoes stomped onto ground as Raven made sure Bridget feels the ashes burning on her dress before throwing that cigarette onto the ground as Raven lets go of Bridget while backing away. As Bridget stood up, her eyes at the unfortunate timing of opening themselves up right when Bridget saw a fist heading towards her! A hard punch echoed across the back alley as Raven stood still, doing everything she can to regain her composure as Bridget can be seen resting her left arm above the dumpster lid, where her head had just been turned to the left, and her glasses were about ready to slide off from Bridget’s tan freckled face.

  Raven (Heavy panting): Why… Out of the two of us, did our mother decide to raise you, and leave me behind with my other mother?!

  Bridget was too busy feeling the pain brought to right cheek to answer Raven’s question, which only pissed the dark mare off even more as she grabs Bridget by her short dark brown hair and after pinning her against the dumpster, Bridget’s glasses fell onto the ground, right in-between both Bridget’s and Raven’s own two feet.

  Raven: You can’t even form a goddamn word when someone asks you a question! So what made our mother decide that I wasn’t good enough for her?!

  Tears began to break from Bridget’s eyes as the only thing she was about to bawl out was…

  Bridget: I… I don’t know…!

  Clearly that’s not a good enough answer for someone like Raven. She quickly covered Bridget’s mouth right before Raven placed her left shoe on Bridget’s right foot so that the donkey wouldn’t escape when Raven began giving Bridget’s right wrist a tight grip.

  Raven: Oh you don’t? Well how’s about I try to jog yer memory and see if you can get a better idea on why our mother ‘loves’ you more than me. What do you and my other mother have in command that could get Celeste to start paying more attention to you? Care to take a guess?

  When Raven finally released her grip from Bridget’s right wrist, Bridget could feel the beat of her own plus shaking up her wrist.

  Raven: Come on… It’s not that hard to figure out.

  Raven even uncovered Bridget’s mouth to give the teen donkey a chance to speak.

  Raven: Unless your retarded brain needs a more visual clue to form an answer…

  That statement got Bridget to look at her half-sister before realizing that Raven is looking to strip Bridget’s hot pink skirt off from her waist! It was a fight or flight situation, but now Bridget is yelling at herself for even thinking that she can manage to push her half-sister away, because the moment Raven felt Bridget’s nails coming into contact with her left arm, Bridget saw those dark brown eyes sending a hatred spark directed at the donkey in question! Before Bridget could even try to apologize after letting go, she let out the sharpest gasp of painful grunt as a large amount of tears rolled down Bridget’s cheeks. Raven removed her foot from Bridget’s right foot as Bridget herself hadn’t even started coughing before Raven cups under the donkey’s chin and forces Bridget to look straight into her eyes as Raven took a deep breath, but Bridget still saw the build up rage in those dark brown eyes!

  Raven: *SNORT* You…

  Bridget tries to get her right hand to leave her injured stomach alone as she tries again to apologize for what happened, but when Bridget did move right arm away, her eyes suddenly almost bulged out of her socket, and a large amount of spit left her mouth as Bridget’s legs gave weight and fall straight towards the ground, along with her hands.

  Bridget: *C-COUGH COUGH*

  Raven: *Huff huff* … Would you care to tell me why you were about to scratch up my arm? Were you afraid that I was going to find tall-tell signs of our own mother also turning YOU into her cock-sleeve too?!

  Raven scoffed at the on-going coughing as Bridget tries her hardest not to drop herself to the ground. Taking another deep breath, Raven eventually spotted Bridget's glasses on the ground. From the corner of her left eye, Bridget turned her head right as Raven walked past to pick up Bridget’s glasses from the ground where she proceeded to taunt the donkey with them. Bridget was getting ready to plead to Raven again, but another sharp scream had been forced out when Raven placed her left shoe firmly on the back of Bridget’s left hand.

  Raven: See what I mean? You’re the grade-A example of a doormat. These glasses… I can actually throw them to the ground and break them with one simple stomp!

  Bridget: Nnnghh… P-p-please…! Aaahh…

  Raven: Mphm… Relax… … I’m not a complete monster.

  With a painful hiss, Raven stared down at Bridget moving her injured left hand very carefully as the dark mare became true to her word. Bridget couldn’t clearly see, but Raven left her glasses on top of the dumpster lid, unharmed.

  Raven: Now if that was me. I would’ve done ANYTHING to gain these glasses back. Even if it means running the risk of injuring myself, it’s better than letting those think they can just control me and force me into becoming their bitch.

  Bridget said nothing, she only hung her head low.

  Raven: It’s not too late…

  Bridget turned her attention back to Raven as Raven stood before her half-sister.

  Raven: If you can gain more confidence and actually start defending yourself, then I would have an ounce more respect for you. Otherwise, the only thing you will end up getting from those like your mother, is pity.

  Bridget: … …

  Raven: Think about it. Whoever ended up giving birth to you, was quick enough to decide that they wanted nothing to do with you, and you know why?

  Raven saw those ears of Bridget’s hanging low, while her head was determined to look away, it took a simple press to one of Bridget’s fingers, until Raven saw Bridget’s left eye giving the dark mare some attention.

  Raven: … It’s because your other bio mother saw a whole lot of herself when looking at you, and she had to have known you were going to grow up to be exactly like her. A weakling that just wants to fit in or be loved by someone, which would leave you in a situation where others can take advantage, and Celeste had to have known that. The only thing I share with my other mother is the dark fur and eye color, everything else… One could easily see a perfect match between myself and Celeste.

  Raven kept her right shoe pressed up against Bridget’s fingers in making sure Bridget is still hearing Raven’s own theory as to why Celeste abandoned her.

  Raven: Get the picture? Why waste time raising an actual mare that reminds Celeste too much about herself, when she has another daughter that resembles more of the other woman she knocked up? With this, Celeste would make sure that you would grow up to be her pretty innocent ‘princess’ that would be pampered with toys, clothes, and all the love you so desperately want. All while being unaware that the older you get, you’re going to remind Celeste so much of your other mother. I would not be surprised if Celeste ever came into your room to try and cop a feel already. … You can shake your head all you want, but you know there’s a load of truth to what I just said.

  Bridget: *Sniff* Y-you’re wrong…!

  Scoffing, Raven went back pressing on Bridget’s left hand while grabbing her short hair again until Bridget stared directly into her dark brown eyes.

  Raven: Am I…? Then I dare you to point one… just one thing from my statement that you believe I’m dead wrong about, and you better look me in the eyes when you tell me your answer! … Because if you want some hard evidence then how’s about we start with the fact that your mother will always take the time to praise your looks and style, even though personally, I’ve seen prettier looking geeks that actually HAVE a backbone.

  Another shoe print left its mark on Bridget’s left hand as Raven removed her foot from that said hand.

  Raven: Face it, Bridget…

  Raven began as she raised her left leg to kick under Bridget’s chin while letting go of her short hair at the same time. Bridget rolled a bit and laid on her left side as the tears began rolling down her cheeks.

  Raven: You’re no different than all the other women your mother has stuck her dick into. The only main difference with you is that you get to have Celeste 24/7 while the rest of those ‘lucky women’ have to wait for their chance to get with her.

  Wiping the bruise off her chin, Bridget willingly looked straight at Raven in the eyes. A part of her brain is yelling at Bridget not to do this, but her lips began to flap.

  Bridget: … O-okay. … I know my mom is not perfect, but… … but you don’t truly know her, like I do!

  Bridget saw that ‘excuse me’ glare in Raven’s eyes, followed by a typical, ‘want to say that again?’. Bridget used the dumpster beside her to pick herself up while her heart picked up a faster beat as more words began to leave her mouth.

  Bridget: M-m-my mom DOES love me! She absolutely loves me and wouldn’t treat me as some kind of object for her own pleasure. … And… And she definitely would not use me as a punching bag when someone is angry!

  Bridget wondered if she should even be standing up with the way Raven kept on glaring at the teen.

  Bridget: Su-sure. My mother is not perfect, b-b-but… but she’s far from being the kind of heartless mare you’re making her out to be! …

  There’s a part of Bridget that knows she needs to get back inside, but her legs did not want to move for whatever reason. She practically gave Raven the chance to teach Bridget another harsh lesson after taking a deep breath. Bridget was about to let go of the dumpster, but she quickly held onto it again as Raven vent out her anger once more by kicking Bridget against her stomach again, a little closer towards her crotch! Raven watched those knees of Bridget’s wobble before her, as she grabbed that short hair again and forced Bridget to stare into Raven’s dark brown eyes and how Raven truly feels about Bridget’s statement.

  Raven: Okay… … I’ll play along. ‘A caring mother’? If Celeste is so ‘caring’ the where the fuck was she when MY mother needed some help raising me?! I didn’t even know who my father was, let alone the fact I had another mother to begin with until I was five! Looking back on our first ‘meeting’ … you remind me so much of that dead-beat bitch, because like you, she thinks she can pretend that I don’t exist!

  Bridget: … …

  Raven: I don’t know what kind of lies your mother has been drilling into your head, but it’s so pathetic listening to you defending her and acting like she did nothing wrong, when you KNOW she’s also the reason YOU’RE in this mess too!

  Tears were looking to roll down Bridget’s cheeks as the best thing the donkey could do was slowly shake her head in front of Raven.

  Raven: Then ask yourself, would you still be in this mess if Celeste actually bothered to settle down with your other mother, or even if your other mother still didn’t want to raise you, then shouldn’t Celeste spend more time focusing on raising you, and less time worrying about how many bitches she ended up banging on a given month? … Does she even know the situation you’re in due to her own actions with all those other mothers out there in the bar?

  Raven discovered all of her answers based on Bridget’s body language and how Bridget’s light brown eyes wanted to look away from the dark mare that’s constantly tugging on that short hair to get Bridget’s attention.

  Raven: So let’s see if I got you figured out, now. You can’t form words when someone asks you a simple question, you act like a crybaby for getting picked on, and when you try to stand up for your… … your own homewrecker, you don’t even believe your own defense and yet you have the balls to say I’M the one that’s making shit up?!

  Bridget didn’t say another word after that, as Raven tossed Bridget back towards the ground, where she laid on her knees again.

  Raven: You’re pathetic. One of these days I’m going to have to learn not to get my own hopes high with you. You’re old enough to know the situation happening around you, and yet you still want to live with the ‘caring mother’ that goes out partying, bangs all of the pussies she can get her greedy hands on, and even knowing that Celeste’s greedy nature to bang and sometimes sleep with other women has affected their marriage and family life, you’re still ready to run defense for her and act like she’s better than all of us?!

  Bridget: … *C-COUGH COUGH*

  Raven: I get it… … Homewreckers tend to stick together, right?

  Raven watches Bridget’s donkey ears going up from the mere mention of the word, ‘homewrecker’.

  Raven: Does seeing or hearing your mother’s activities turn you on? Are you a bit jealous that it’s not YOU she’s banging, while your ‘friend’ Ann gets more attention from Celeste?

  As Raven takes another step closer toward Bridget. The teen donkey could only shake her head while trying not to let Raven’s harsh words get to her.

  Raven: Aww…

  Raven said sarcastically while grabbing onto Bridget’s dark brown hair again. Essentially forcing the donkey to look at the dark mare in the eyes again.

  Raven: Poor baby. … All alone in the alley because she thought the person that’s supposed to be caring for her, decided to abandon her.

  Bridget: *S-SNIFF*

  Raven: Not to worry. … I got something that’ll cheer you up…

  As soon as the button from Raven’s navy blue jeans came undone and the zipper started being pulled, Bridget swallowed her spit and slowly shook her head the moment Raven’s ‘secret’ had been revealed to Bridget. Like Celeste, Raven also has a cock of her own, a horse cock like their mother, and it arched itself when Raven let her jeans drop to the ground. Bridget felt her voice shaken when Raven simply gripped her cock and masturbated in front of her half-sister.

  Raven: I know mine is not as thick as hers… but it comes from the same bloodline and breed, so you better be grateful enough that this is going into your mouth!

  In a desperate attempt, Bridget looks at Raven directly in her eyes while trying to get her half-sister to reconsider, but she knows her efforts will be in vain as Raven stops stroking while she moves her right hand towards the back of Bridget’s dark brown hair. She tugs on it again as Bridget also felt Raven’s sharp enough nails from her left hand gripping under her chin as Raven spoke to Bridget in a low voice.

  Raven: What? Is MY cock also not good enough for you?! Didn’t I tell you to be grateful that I’m giving you the chance to act like the homewrecker that you are?! … You could actually start getting popular if you became more self aware and start showing yourself off to strangers. It works amazingly well for your mother!

  Bridget: St-STOP…! My mom and I are not homewreck-- ACCK!!!

  Before Bridget was able to finish her sentence, her head suddenly dropped closer towards the ground, while her left hand slowly raised itself towards Bridget’s chest right after Raven’s right hoof had left that area. In the midst of that brutal assault, Bridget’s eyes also began shutting themselves when Raven began shoving something straight into Bridget’s mouth, where Bridget ALMOST closed that same mouth, until she suddenly stopped when she felt her teeth getting ready to bite some type of throbbing flesh! Bridget slowly gazed her watery eyes towards the mare that now has the head of her cock inside her half-sister’s mouth.

  Raven: Does it look like I give a shit about hearing your lame ass excuses?! The day that I see your mother actually backing off and leaving our mothers alone, is the day I’ll start giving your mother the slightest hint of respect! Don’t know if I can say the same thing about you, though!

  As Raven slowly pushes her cock straight into Bridget’s mouth, Bridget also moved her head slightly while letting out a stiff grunt as Raven rested her horse cock into Bridget’s mouth for a short while before she pulled that same cock back enough to where Bridget took a deep breath and coughed for a short while.

  Raven: Mmph… … Listen to you. If you ain’t a homewrecker, then why are you sucking my cock?

  With a wet pop, Raven began ordering Bridget to start standing up enough for the dark mare to turn and shove Bridget back towards the dumpster again. Raven then forces Bridget to sit up straight enough to where after Raven grabs Bridget by her hair again, her large cock would poke itself right in front Bridget’s equally large donkey nose. With all the crying Bridget has been trying to keep to herself, her vision would naturally become blurry, but her mouth would have a direct response to start licking against the tip of Raven’s cock once that same cock began rubbing itself against Bridget’s lips.

  Raven: Tch… “Not a homewrecker?” Bullshit! You’re just as much of a player as your mother. Guess I can’t be too surprised based on what she might’ve taught you.

  With a strong body flinch, followed up by a sharp gag and hard swallowed, Raven practically forced Bridget’s jaw to open itself wide so that her own horsecock can slide itself back into Bridget’s mouth, and once Raven started thrusting her hips while repositioning herself to stand right in front of Bridget, she used her left hand to grab the back of Bridget’s head right as Bridget suddenly found herself gagging once Raven’s cock slowly entering into her throat!

  Raven: Nnnghh… … I don’t like this anymore than you, but if it works for your mother, then why can’t me and the rest of the girls do this towards you? Nnnaahh… Besides… You get to follow in your mother’s footsteps and suck as many cocks as you want… Nnngghh…

  Taking a deep breath, Raven sped up her thrusting against Bridget’s mouth, while bending herself over, as a sudden impact towards the back of Bridget’s head resulted in the donkey gagging as Raven moved more of her cock deep into Bridget’s throat.

  Raven: Ahhh… … Nnnggh…

  Raven’s hands practically controlled Bridget’s own head. One moment, Raven would shove Bridget’s head forward, while Raven’s shaft would rub against Bridget’s wet tongue. Other times, Raven repositions herself, she would tug Bridget’s head and force the donkey to look up, while Raven's hips would do a little swirl, due to Raven pushing her cock closer into Bridget’s own throat until the head would finally puncture Bridget’s gag reflex after one firm push!

  Bridget: Ack…! *COUGH*

  After Raven lets out a deep frustrated type of grunt, she spotted Bridget’s hands subconsciously grabbing onto her half-sister’s hips, with another sharp grunt from Raven, Bridget’s whole body froze, once Raven plugged the head of her horsecock deep enough into Bridget’s throat!

  Raven: Don’t think you can escape from this! Let’s see how your own mother likes it when the one daughter she abandoned is turning her other daughter into a homewrecking cock slut!

  After a hard slam to Bridget’s mouth with Raven’s hips, Raven swirled her cock once around that throat before pulling out as Bridget took a sudden deep breath while coughing a few times. Raven repositioned Bridget’s head before slamming the back side onto the dumpster once more!

  Raven: I expect to hear you acting like you want this. Otherwise, I’ll give you another reason to spit up if I catch you touching me again!

  After grabbing Bridget by her forehead, Raven continued where she left off as Bridget did let out a slight breathless sort of moan. Her tall donkey ears listen carefully to the types of grunts and impatient growls from Raven mouth as she uses her half-sister for her own self pleasure. Seeing that she doesn’t have any more options, Raven looked down when she felt Bridget’s head moving slightly enough to where she began to lick Raven’s erected horsecock while slightly bobbing her head as she began sucking her half-sister off, much to Raven's slight approval.

  Raven: Mmmm… That’s much better. … You’re still a pussy, but at least you know how to suck.

  With the approval, Raven pushed Bridget’s head back towards the dumpster, where another firm shove had Bridget sit still while she took a hard swallow before another short gasp escaped her mouth.

  Raven: Now let’s get this cock back where it belongs!

  There wasn’t much for Bridget to do now, Raven had already begun to thrust and shake her hips as Bridget would feel her head being pushed and pulled by the firm grip of Raven’s own hands. As Raven would spread her legs and give another hard thrust against Bridget’s mouth, the sound of Bridget gagging on Raven’s horsecock would echo across the back alley as Raven would move her hands to grab Bridget by her long ears, where another hard swallowing noise had Raven growling with some form of pleasure.

  Raven: Aaahhh… Nnnggh… Fuck.

  Her hips began hammering against Bridget’s round donkey face as Bridget herself would feel that long thick cock swirling the insides of her throat, forcing the donkey teen to keep on gagging around Raven’s dick once Raven had forced Brigdet’s throat to take all of this erected cock that’s being pumped into her throat!

  Bridget: *C-COUGH* HHUUACCGGK!

  Raven: Nnnggahh… … Ooohh… Don’t you start giving me that bull crap!

  Raven proceeded to pull her cock away from Bridget’s throat, only for the dark mare to perform an even tighter grip on Bridget’s long ears while spreading them apart as Raven forces Bridget to lean her head forward while continuing her firm thrusting onto Bridget’s own jaw!

  Raven: Nnghh…! My cock is suited for a homewrecker like you! Yan wishes her cock was thick enough to plug up this throat! … Ugh…! And I highly doubt Vladine would’ve been able to stretch this tight throat out!

  Every time Raven would shove her cock back into Bridget’s throat, Bridget’s eyes would suddenly bulge themselves out, to a point where they could literally pop out of her sockets! Raven’s cock also began cutting off the air supply as Bridget’s entire body started going numb, but after one more firm shoved, Raven actually pulled her entire horsecock out of Bridget’s mouth, practically giving the donkey a chance to breathe in a lot of air as a sudden coughing fit had already begun.

  Bridget: *COUGH COUGH*

  Raven: Mmph… Don’t get too comfy on me…

  Raven grabbed under Bridget’s chin in the midst of Bridget still composing herself. By the time her vision became clearer, the first thing Bridget saw was Raven’s erected horsecock that is now coated in her own saliva.

  Raven: You’re far being finished!

  Raven allowed Bridget a couple more seconds to stare at her handiwork as the cock in question not only twitched, but Bridget could see some pre-cum oozing out from the tip. It took another firm shake from Raven to stare directly at her half-sister, with tears forming in front of an unamused dark horse.

  Raven: Don’t you look at me like that. You’re the one that’s defending your own mother and choosing to live with her. We’re just helping you be prepared for when you have to live on your own. and since you don’t seem to object that much to your mother’s behavior, it’s only fitting that you should follow in her footsteps.

  Bridget could feel her stomach churning on the inside when Raven shoved her drool-covered cock against her face.

  Raven: Don’t keep me waiting, now. … If you’re lucky enough, we can get this over with before someone else starts to walk in on us.

  Raven gave another poke to Bridget’s face with her cock, not caring for the tears rolling down Bridget’s cheeks. So with her eyes closed, Raven wore her ‘about time’ expression when Bridget’s mouth opened up, and her tongue had just touched the tip of Raven’s cock, when all of a sudden both Raven and soon Bridget were on the alert when they heard the back door opening up. Bridget hoped that this was one of the employees as Raven was prepared to put her cock back in her pants, but as this animal emerged from the door, Raven became more chillax when recognizing the face of this shadowy figure.

  Ann: The pizza had just arrived.

  And now any sliver of hope that Bridget once had, has been crushed. Ann tilted her head until she found Bridget kneeling in front of Raven’s navy blue jeans. The barely legal teen gave Raven a knowing amusing grin while Bridget was able to hear a short laugh from the background after Raven rubbed her horsecock across Bridget’s lips while looking at Ann with her own proud grin.

  Raven: … Tell Vladine that you girls owe me one for the sudden interruption.

  Nodding her head, Ann held the door while enjoying the site of Raven ordering Bridget to place her cock back into Raven’s own jeans. Raven then hurried the donkey to stand back up, while ordering Bridget to get back inside as Raven grabs Bridget’s glasses before she headed inside the building with Bridget at tow, followed by Ann walking right behind the girls and shutting the door behind her.

  When they arrived back, the girls were having a ball eating their pizza, but Bridget sat in her chair like a mindless zombie. Ann and Rosa would still give Bridget their creepy soft smiles whenever they would stare at the wonderful bruise Raven has left on Bridget’s right cheek. Even Vladine’s usual grip onto Bridget’s left shoulder would just result in Bridget staring into the bull’s eyes while waiting for Vladine to say something.

  Vladine: Are you not liking your pizza?

  Everyone around the table kept their eyes focused as Bridget grabbed her slice and took a bite while letting out a genuine soft delicious moan. Bridget even checked to see that Vladine is convinced enough to let Bridget finish up her slice. The girls once again quickly changed the tone of this setting when they heard someone climbing up the stairs. Bridget almost spat some of the pizza out the moment she recognized the soft motherly tone of this animal’s voice.

  Celeste: Bridget… Are you and the girls getting along just fine?

  Bridget eventually turned her head when she felt a firm enough kick on her left leg. The teenage donkey forced every part of her body to give her mother a firm nod to convince Celeste that everything is alright. With Celeste returning the nod towards her daughter, her eyes began to settle on Vladine.

  Celeste: Mmm… My, Vladine. The last time I saw you, I thought you were beginning to look a lot like your mother, but now I’m starting to see a hint of your father with the way those horns of yours have been growing.

  The sinking feeling began returning when Bridget side-eyed the subtle little twitch underneath Vladine’s ‘calm’ compressor when she pretended to give Celeste a flattering smile.

  Vladine: Thank you for the compliment, Ms. Astrid. I do apologize if you were looking forward to spending some time alone with my mother, but you could say that like my mom, I’m also growing attached to Bridget here.

  And now Bridget’s heart had suddenly found the reason to start beating harder when Vladine placed her right arm around the teen donkey’s back as the girls exchanged eye contact with each other.

  Vladine: I know that if Bridget was to hear you going on a date with my mom, she would want to come along too, right… Bridget?

  A warm smile appeared on Celeste’s face when Bridget quickly agreed with Vladine’s statement with a firm rapid nod, first to Vladine and then to Celeste.

  Celeste: You’re extremely lucky to have such a caring friend, Bridget. Heh… If you two keep that close bond, you might eventually end up actually like me and Mrs. Gerlind.

  Celeste even did a gesture with her fingers to show just how close she and Millard actually are. Bridget could tell that Vladine is holding every part of her right arm back while forcing another proud smile directed at Celeste. She even grinds her teeth when responding to Celeste’s observation.

  Vladine: I sure hope so, Ms. Astrid.

  Celeste’s conversion had to be cut short, as Yan heard someone calling for Celeste while Bridget and Vladine saw a wool-like arm tapping Celeste on the back.

  Celeste: *Ahem* Sorry for the intrusion, I wanted to let Bridget know that whenever she’s ready to leave I’ll be waiting right at the bar.

  Vladine had to shake Bridget once again in order for the donkey to respond to her mother with a quick nod. She made sure to keep that ‘smile’ of hers going until Celeste turned around and walked downstairs. Bridget can’t decide what’s sounding heavier, her heartbeat or Vladine’s constant breathing. In her mind, Bridget thought that if she was sneaky enough, she might be able to not only leave the table, but find her mother in time so she can head back for home. However, Vladine watched from the corner of her twitchy right eye, and waited until Bridget had the false hope that just because she successfully removed her arm from around the donkey’s back, that Bridget was now free to get up, but she froze on the spot when Vladine boldly grabs Bridget by her left arm and pulls so hard, that Bridget almost found herself tripping back to her seat.

  Vladine: Where… are you going?

  Rosa and Ann sat back as their sadism smiles grew when hearing Vladine firmly telling Bridget to look at her when talking.

  Bridget: I… … I s-s-suddenly realized, I… I have to use the bathroom.

  Bridget clutched her teeth when Vladine’s nails began to leave their mark on Bridget’s left arm.

  Vladine: Does anyone else need to use the restroom?

  Bridget looked across the table, before Yan stood up, and told Vladine that she does have to use the rest room, leaving Bridget letting out another sharp gasp as Vladine gives Yan permission to go. That rock was sitting right back in the pit of Bridget’s stomach when listening to Yan walking down the stairs. Bridget can tell by the tone of Vladine’s voice that she’s done acting ‘nice’ when she gave Bridget the order to sit back down. When she finally did sit back in her chair, Vladine finally let go of Bridget’s left arm, where Bridget hissed when feeling the scratch marks left by Vladine’s fingernails.

  Meanwhile, after Yan walked downstairs towards the four-way hallway, she turned the corner to her left towards the women’s restroom, where even before she opened the door, Yan heard the faint sound of a sexual moan followed by a sexual grunt before another pleasing moan was let out. Yan automatically knew who exactly was letting out these moans as she entered the restroom. Yan already knew who it was inside the stall once she heard a familiar teasing tone of voice being directed towards another animal that's also standing in the same stall…

  Celeste: Do I have to give you another kiss in order for you to control those hot moans of yours?

  And as Celeste let out another sexual grunt, Yan wore a, ‘I knew it’ expression when she recognized the bleating sound from the other woman that Celeste is having sex with. Taking a deep breath, Yan decided to follow the sound of those sexual moans, until she stopped and looked across while tilting her head down until she spotted a pair of brown legs with red heels from under the stall wall. Yan could clearly hear some deep kissing happening behind this stall as she watches Celeste firmly shoving her cock deep in this other woman’s pussy until Yan heard some baaing again after they broke their kiss.

  Wilma: Bbaaaa…! … Oooo… I’ve missed you so much…! *Smooch smooch* Please come back to my barber shop sometime soon. I just can’t function if I don’t get the chance to kiss these wonderful lips!

  Taking a deep breath, Yan stayed a little longer despite wanting to leave right now and tell Vladine the news. She watched Celeste lifting Wilma a bit while slamming her hips against the sheep’s thighs, then moments later after a stiff pleasing moan left Wilma’s mouth, Yan can clearly hear her mother making out with Celeste over what sounded like tongue slurping while Wilma uses her thighs to wrap and pull Celeste even closer so that the brown mare can keep on hamming herself against that pussy as the sound of their pantings and moanings became heavier by the second!

  Celeste: Oh fuck, oh fuck…! Ooogghhh! I’ll check my schedule and see when it’ll be a good time to pay you a special visit… *smooch* I did saw a lovely new hair style from one of your clients. … Nnngghh… Think we work out a ‘deal’ to where I can look as smashing as her?

  Yan did all she could to keep herself from wanting to burst through that stall door and break up the scene. Her grumbling to herself kept on going as Yan hears her mother just moaning out…

  Wilma: Yes, yes, YES!!! Ooohh… I’ll give you your hair style of choice for free if you can keep me in your arms and give me every last drop of your cum!

  Yan’s cheek went even redder with anger. Her own legs began to move the same way Celeste moved her right leg by just one step as she dirty talked to Wilma about wanting her horse cum, while Wilma kept on begging Celeste to cum inside her. With a thick heavy breathing shared by both women, Celeste became the first to let out a pleasing moan as she kept Wilma hovering above the floor while slamming her hips as Wilma’s eyes lit up with pure bliss the moment Celeste not only shot a heavy load into that pussy, but when Celeste liplocked with the sheep, Wilma’s own eyes just rolled back with pure bliss. Yan growled to herself while watching her mother being under Celeste’s complete control as their thick moans can still be heard echoing inside the stall each time they would part their lips away before pressing those same lips firmly against together again with another pleasing moan. Believing she’s seen enough, Yan left the bathroom while trying not to slam the door on the way out.

  As Yan walked up the stairs, she immediately went to Vladine and she practically whispered the momentous details about Celeste and Wilma’s activities in the bathroom. As Yan kept on giving out the details to Vladine, the way the bull’s red eyes suddenly moved towards Bridget was like a medusa looking directly into a person’s eyes to turn them completely into stone! After Yan had finished giving her report, she joined Vladine in continuing to make Bridget feel like a heavy stone, especially with Yan giving Bridget the coldest stare of them all!

  Vladine: Ann…

  Bridget’s heart can be heard thumping across the table when Vladine stood up from her chair while asking Ann if she still has the money for tonight’s dinner. Ann pulls out the money from her left pocket as Vladine nods her head before explaining herself.

  Vladine: The girls and I will be heading out for a smoke break…

  Vladine became quick to grab Bridget’s left arm while still making eye contact with both Ann and Rosa.

  Vladine: Either you or Rosa will need to stay here in case our waitress comes back with the check.

  Both Ann and Rosa were thinking the exact same thing when looking at the other in the eyes. They placed their respective left fists on top of the palm of their right hands for a quick rock-paper-scissors, in which Ann won by crushing Rosa’s scissors with her rock. Nodding her head, Vladine asks Raven if she still has her purse, in which the dark mare handed in over as Vladine pulled out three twenties and laid them on the table.

  Vladine: Tell the waitress this is part of her tip for letting us still smoke and telling us about the back alley.

  Nodding her head, Rosa wishes she did actually win against Ann when Vladine gives Bridget’s left arm another big pull until she lets go of that table. Vladine became quick to force Bridget to stand up by grabbing right under her left shoulder as a sudden bump towards the teen’s butt made Bridget’s tail whip itself across the room, while her heart became THIS close into jumping out of Bridget’s chest when she felt the hot nostril flaring blowing into her left ear as Vladine quickly tugs on Bridget’s short hair when she felt her trying to escape.

  Vladine: Nngghh… Bridget, Bridget… What’s the hurry? You don’t truly have to leave right now, do you? Don’t you want to stay a little longer just until we all have to start going home?

  Bridget can struggle all she likes, but Vladine takes in great joy knowing that her presence still makes Bridget fear for her life. The rest of the girls, minus Rosa, got up from their seats, with Ann joining Vladine by giving Bridget their own wicked grin, while Raven and Yan give Bridget a more personal glare, with Yan still giving Bridget an icy glare after what she saw and heard from the bathroom.

  It took a strong will from every single female that wanted to make Bridget trip and fall down on the stairs as they left the room, but they waited until Raven opened the back door, where Vladine proceeds to shove Bridget back outside. Bridget quickly turned around and began begging with the girls to please just let her go as Raven pushed Yan and Vladien out of the way while Ann stood and watched Bridget sticking her hands out while crying to Raven to leave her alone as she closed her eyes prepares for the worst. Both Yan and Vladine watch as Raven takes off Bridget’s glasses again and sets them aside while Ann is already feeling horny enough to rub her stomach from her sparkling dress when Bridget actually gazes at Raven after her half-sister sets the glasses back on the dumpster lid.

  Raven: I’m not that cruel to wanting to hit a girl with glasses on.

  Just when Bridget became foolish enough to give Raven some lead way, a sudden painful groan brought a sicking grin out of both Yan and Vladine, with Vladine giving Raven her approving wicked grin, while Yan felt MUCH better as she began to take her own long dress off when seeing Bridget’s eyes struggling to keep themselves open while her hands were moving to protect her stomach after she got kicked by Raven’s own right knee. The dark mare grins to herself before grabbing Bridget by her left shoulder with one hand, while her other hand begins tugging on Bridget’s short dark brown hair as she forces the donkey to look at her half-sister while she starts undoing her jeans.

  Raven: Besides. I did say we weren’t quite finished yet, so I hope you didn’t think I’d suddenly forget where we last left off.

  Bridget let out an audible gulp when Raven unzipped her fly and that same semi-erected horsecock flopped itself out before Raven gave that same large cock of hers a slow stroke. Bridget gazes to the left and her heartbeats went faster again when Yan walked right next to Raven, while putting her long dress on top of the dumpster too as now her own cock stood semi-soft in front of Bridget, and now with Vladine also walking on Raven’s other side, Raven tugged Bridget’s hair again as the girls gave two-shits upon seeing Bridget's own tears puffing up the donkey’s eyes as Bridget can barely even whisper a…

  Bridget: p-p-p-please…

  While shaking her head even faster. Yan took a deep breath as the memories of hearing her mother becoming Celeste’s bitch kept playing her mind.

  Yan: I declare the right to crack this homewrecker first!

  Ann’s wicked grin kept on growing as Raven and Vladine examined the personal grudge in Yan’s eyes, so they agreed to let this ram have her fun with Bridget, as Vladine points out.

  Vladine: We need to make sure our friend is probably ‘dressed’ for this occasion.

  Raven: Already on it…

  A sharp gasp released from Bridget’s mouth as she made the big mistake in trying to defend herself by grabbing Raven’s right arm that was looking to tear off Bridget’s long hot pink skirt! Ann closed her left eye when she saw Vladine not only yanking Bridget over by her right arm, but she also threw a hard enough punch right towards her right cheek, making Bridget spit up as Ann groped her left B-cup breast while hearing Raven ranting to Bridget about trying to scratch her right arm as she also threw a hard punch towards her jaw this time, and now Yan joined in on the assault by kicking Bridget’s left hip as Raven mocks the ram about how…

  Raven: That did jackshit to soften up our blows.

  Ann licked her lips like a psycho when Raven drove a harder punch towards Bridget’s stomach. Yan bantered back with Raven asking if she should just assault Bridget by kicking against her left shin, leaving a greater chance for Bridget to fall onto the ground on her knees.

  Vladine: No, What Raven means is that we should focus our attention on the actual body itself.

  The girls were each getting off on their never ending assault as both Yan and Raven had to hand it to Vladine for that hard kick against the right side of Bridget’s gut. Seeing that Bridget is at the point where she can’t do anything to defend herself, Raven barks at both Vladine and Yan to take Bridget’s long skirt off while she holds the donkey down as Ann lets out a breathless moan hearing Bridget screaming at the girls to stop. They almost ripped the skirt off the donkey, but eventually they finally got it off, and Vladine herself placed that skirt on the dumpster as she left Raven and Yan to continue their assault onto Bridget while the bull takes a smoke break by the dumpster itself.

  Yan (Panting): How much do you want to bet that I can get this slut down on her knees with just a couple of kicks?

  Raven: … … Three minutes, and only use those shoes of yours. I’ll hold her up until you get either tired or I get bored and show you how a woman actually kicks with better legs.

  Yan rolled her eyes but agreed to Raven’s condition. Vladine had already planned ahead and placed three minutes on her phone while also getting her lighter ready as Raven lifted up the injured donkey before shaking her until Bridget made a slight eye contact towards her half-sister.

  Yan (Chuckling): Awww… For someone that hates her own sister, she sure seems to care enough to help her stand up.

  Raven glared straight at Yan before asking the ram to hold onto Bridget while she gets behind the donkey. Raven wraps her strong arms around the waist and after giving that stomach a firm squeeze, Bridget’s vision slowly came back before she became fully awake after Raven poked her horsecock straight towards Bridget’s hot pink panties. A sharp grunt left the donkey’s mouth as Bridget looked behind when feeling Raven’s hot breath blowing into her right ear.

  Raven: Now listen good. You better stay standing up for the next three minutes, or you might find yourself walking funny for the next couple of weeks!

  As Raven removes her arms while relocating her hands under Bridget’s arms, Bridget turns her head with Raven as Vladine lit up her cigarette while pressing ‘start’ on the stopwatch from her phone. As soon Vladine nods her head mainly towards Yan, Bridget quickly finds out what Raven meant about staying still. Raven quickly goes for a strong grip when Bridget’s body would be pushed against her half-sister thanks to Yan going for a hard kick on Bridget’s ribcage. Both Raven and Yan saw Bridget’s legs trembling as Raven’s tight grip under Bridget’s shoulders would result in some tears leaving the donkey’s eyes.

  Raven: Remember, if I even see those knees beginning to bend… THIS is coming off as soon as you start falling.

  Ann had herself a good chuckle when Raven tugged on Bridget’s hot pink panties with a dead serious look in her eyes. It took every strong will from Bridget to keep those legs standing up as Raven gives her half-sister an approving nod while bragging to Yan…

  Raven: Care to go again?

  Ann: Go for the stomach!

  Yan actually took one look at Bridget’s stomach before taking Ann’s advice when she used the head of her shoe to kick on above the stomach area. Bridget did jump from the impact of that shoe, but Raven kept on laughing as she began mocking Yan while helping Bridget standing straight.

  Raven: Heh… You call THAT a kick?

  Yan: Mmph… Sorry…

  Vladine watched from the corner of her left eye, while blowing her smoke as Ann cupped her own pussy from her own jeans when Yan used her whole shoe to go for a much harder kick against the center of Bridget’s stomach! Now Yan was the one wearing the smug expression as she saw her kick had even pushed Raven a bit closer towards the dumpster while Bridget’s knees begin to bend themselves while she’s having a coughing fit thanks to the sudden imprint of that kick.

  Yan: Better?

  Raven only scoffed at Yan’s confident levels. She was not going to let some skinny ram get the better of her, so she placed her arms back around Bridget’s waist while also sporting a confident grin.

  Raven: That barely did anything to her. Ain’t that right, Bridge…?

  Bridget quickly acted between the sudden squeeze to her already injured stomach and how Raven’s horsecock nudged itself under Bridget’s panties. Yan continues to roll her eyes while she turns her attention to Vladine.

  Yan: How much longer?

  Vladine: … You’ve just reached the minute mark. You have two more minutes left on the clock.

  Nodding her head, Yan takes another gander at Bridget while also keeping Raven’s confident expression in mind. Nodding her head again, Ann got her right hand ready when watching Yan leaping on over as the ram just had to grab Bridget’s face to see the donkey’s reaction when she used her right leg to kick directly on Bridget’s own cunt from her panties! Raven was quick to cover Bridget’s mouth right when Bridget let out her painful groan, but Raven also quickly stepped back right when she felt a foot about to come into direct contact with her horsecock.

  Raven: HEY!!!

  Yan quickly backs away while holding up her hands to look all ‘innocent’.

  Raven: *SNNRRT* You’re lucky I got my hands full right now, but as soon as that timer goes off, I’ll be more than glad to see you just laying on this dumpster with an icepack on your crotch!

  Vladine rolled her eyes before putting the timer on pause. She whistled loud enough to break up the heated argument.

  Vladine: In case you girls have forgotten, there’s only one animal in here that we should be focusing our actual frustrations on right now.

  Vladine even walked towards the wary Bridget before she placed her left hand under the donkey’s chin. Bridget’s vision became blurry again and her body flinched when Vladine flicked some of the ashes onto Bridget’s nipple from her flower pattern dress.

  Vladine: Afterall… Bridget here knows exactly how we feel… That’s why she’s taking this time to help vent out our frustrations, so we should give our thanks and show our appreciation.

  Vladine also kept a better eye on both Raven and Yan before focusing her sole attention at Yan.

  Vladine: Now Yan, you still have more than a minute to try and get Bridget down on her knees. If you are going to go for cunt kicks, then just focus on her cunt, because it has Raven said. … we need all the cocks we have to give this homewrecker’s body a place to call ‘home’.

  As Yan nodded her head, Vladine let go of Bridget’s chin before resting her left elbow on the dumpster. She re-started the timer and not long after, Raven covered Bridget’s mouth again with that same left hand right as Bridget’s eyes went big while more tears of pain rolled down from her cheeks. Raven looked below and saw Bridget’s left foot taking one step forward before her right knee was looking to just rest itself down on the ground.

  Ann: Mmpphh, damn… I’m tempted to have you kick my cunt after you’re done with this ugly bitch.

  Yan’s confidence level went up even higher as now even Raven’s own strength became a bit of a struggling game with the dark mare. She grumbled towards her half-sister as Raven is forcing Bridget to stand back up.

  Raven: It was just a cunt kick! Just be grateful you were one of the few off-springs that didn’t end up having a cock and some balls on you!

  Ann became quick to notice Yan’s facial expression changing when Raven indirectly planted the idea of Bridget becoming a futa just like Celeste. While Raven kept on forcing Bridget to stand back up, Ann gripped her own pussy from her jeans as she encouraged Yan in her mind to kick Bridget’s cunt even harder.

  Yan: Mmphh… … You know, this is one of the few times where I agree with Raven. You really should be grateful that you were born with just a pussy. … Because if I ever discovered that you also had a cock on you… …

  Ann (Thinking): Do it… Do it…!

  Ann’s breathing began to accelerate when she saw Yan clutching her fists while Raven is getting closer to prop the donkey up. Right as Ann made herself moan with just a nipple tweak from the left side of her own breast, she gave another arousing moan specifically to Yan right after the ram put all of her rage into this latest direct cunt kick with just the heel of her shoe! Bridget felt herself getting shot back as Raven had even more difficulty in keeping Bridget up! Yan took a step back while trying to calm herself down, but just the idea of living in an alternate timeline where Bridget could've also win Yan's mother over brought some of that rage back as Yan even pointed to Bridget while voicing her personal threat.

  Yan (Panting): … If I ever found out you had a cock and I caught you AND your mother tag teaming on my mom… … Someone’s going to have to hold me back into wanting to RIP that cock off your body!

  As Yan takes another deep breath to compose herself, Raven is also about ready to take her own anger out of Bridget as she sees those knees of hers getting ready to drop.

  Raven: Shit, shit…! How much time is left?!

  Raven turned to Vladine as the dark mare wrapped her strong arms back around Bridget’s waist in an attempt to prompt the donkey to stand back up. However, just as Vladine checked on the timer, Raven felt Bridget sliding down from her grasp. Yan felt a lot of pride after hearing Raven screaming at Bridget right as the donkey fell on her knees. Hoping to hear some good news, Raven turned to Vladine as the bull girl stopped the timer and showed her phone to Raven which read, 2:59:50.

  Raven: NOOO!!! AAAGGGHHH!!!

  Both Yan and Ann sat back while listening to Raven cursing up a storm while doing everything in her power to restrain herself in wanting to kick Bridget on the back of her head. Instead, Raven grabbed the donkey by her short dark brown hair so that Bridget could see the real disappointment in Raven’s dark brown eyes. Yan’s own amusement chuckling only made things worse, as Raven took one look at the ram’s smug expression before she went back on her own word by actually kicking Bridget on the back of her head after all, leaving both Yan and Ann to hiss as Bridget must have a terrible headache by now because of that kick.

  Raven: Fuckin… Sometimes I wonder if I’m TOO nice to a weak minded donkey like you?! I get my hopes too high with you, thinking for once you’ll come through for me, only for you to just stomp on my hopes and dreams as if I mean nothing to you!

  While Raven takes some deep breaths, both Yan and Ann stood before a sniffling donkey, as tears began streaming down Bridget’s cheeks. Ann’s own sick chuckling grew as she watched Bridget quivering in fear when both Raven and Yan stood in-between her body.

  Yan: That was your first mistake, Raven. Believing that this weakling excuse for a donkey would actually have the balls to stand up for anyone other than herself and her nogo whore for a mother.

  Raven: *SNORT* The second mistake is learning that this crybaby shares half of the same blood as me. Whatever Celeste sees in this pathetic naive girl, can be chalked up to Celeste just has a thing for easily manipulated women that would come running in defending her at a moment's notice.

  Yan (Light chuckling): And that’s the thing. The only time this homewrecker’s mother would come through for anyone is if someone like OUR mothers can give Celeste something in return, mainly a fresh married pussy that hasn’t been touched for lord knows how long.

  Raven: *SNORT* Some would even be lucky if that dead-beat mare can remember the name of a poor sap that hasn't gotten banged in a long while.

  Unlike Raven and Yan, Ann became one those defenders for Celeste, as a certain memory involving Bridget’s mother left Ann letting out a breathless moan while she cups her crotch from her jeans as well as her left breast.

  Ann: Mmm… … Well, no offense, Raven… … But your mother isn’t what I would call a stunning mare compared to the rest of the women out there. … Including yours truly.

  Raven can give Ann a dirty look all she wants, but the doe would love to believe that she’s right based on her own smug grin.

  Ann: Celeste doesn’t just love ‘manipulated’ women with a drop dead body. She loves a woman for their body and for the sound of their voices, to make wonderful music when they demand… Mmpphh… an encore.

  Ann’s own statements as she pelvic thrusted herself into the air, began raising some eyebrows among the other girls, Vladine included, and Ann noticed the stares as she doesn’t even hide this next fact she’s about to lay out.

  Ann: Mmm… Oh yes… I’ve also fallen ‘victim’ to her seduction, but I can’t say that I blame her. The same goes with how she treats my mother. Why just recently when I bumped into her near the bathroom, telling me how much I’ve grown over the past couple of months. Mmm… Admittedly, I also may have *ahem* stroke her own ego when I mention how much I adored her yoga pants, but when a stunning woman like Celeste is stating all the undeniable facts about your body, you need to do the proper thing and also speak nothing but the truth with her wonderful taste of beauty and fashion.

  All eyes were gazing their attention towards Bridget after hearing the indirect confession Ann had just given in regards to Celeste. Vladine kneel in front of Bridget, as she can sense that Bridget must’ve also known what Ann is referring to, due to Bridget not wanting to look at the bull, but as Vladine made sure her cigarette was hot enough to rub the butt onto Bridget’s right nipple, where Bridget flinched in pain before her head suddenly fell and rested on Vladine’s own C-cup breasts from the bovine’s black short sleeve shirt.

  Vladine: Why am I not surprised? … It certainly explained Ann’s attitude when I asked her what took her so long to get you back in the restaurant.

  After Vladine flicks her used cigarette away, Bridget can see that Vladine has reached the point where she felt no need to keep up the ‘nice girl’ routine.

  Vladine: And Ann does have a point. Your mother does have a way with words and making certain animals feel important. *Light chuckling* I mean… How can I also forget the fact that she ended up turning my own mother into her literal breeding cow…!?

  Bridget: *Sniff* V-Vladine I sware… I had no idea that Mrs. Gerlind was…

  Before Bridget could say another word, Vladine took Bridget’s right nipple from her dress, and pinched it so hard that Bridget wailed in pain before Vladine turned to both Raven and Yan as she gave both girls a chance to shut this donkey up as Bridget subconsciously grabbed onto Vladine’s black shirt! Yan became quick to kick Bridget right onto the donkey’s ribcage, where Bridget suddenly stopped her shrieking as Vladine ordered Yan to move out of the way so that she can be the one to kneel right in front of Bridget while grabbing onto her chin so that Bridget could look directly into Vladine’s red eyes.

  Vladine: You better cut that bullcrap right now! You expect me to believe that it took a simple 8th grade graduation party that you finally began to realize that your mother has been fucking MY mom?!

  Bridget: *SNIFF* … …

  Vladine: Listen… We probably wouldn’t give a shit if your mother just slept around with single ladies. It’s a free country, after all, but it’s the fact that all of us in the alley have had a run in with Celeste having an affair with our own mothers. It’s sometimes petty listening to you in complete denial on how your mother’s actions have affected ALL of us here.

  Vladine turned to Yan when using her as an example of someone that’s been affected by Celeste sleeping around with Yan’s mother, Wilma.

  Vladine: It’s thanks to Celeste, that Yan now lives in a single parent household, all because Celeste gave Wilma the attention she’s been craving for and when she got caught by her husband… … Well why don’t ask Yan how messy of a divorce THAT turned out to be?

  Then Vladine turned to Raven, who stood behind Bridget as the bull can see the hurt expression that Raven is trying to mask in front of anyone and everyone.

  Vladine: Poor Raven. … I’m sure it must hurt to know that your own ‘mother’ would rather pretend that she never had another daughter and would instead pamper this ungrateful … slut while drilling into Bridget’s head that Celeste is just ‘helping’ our mothers feel good about themselves. … Tell me, Raven. Does your mother feel good knowing that she got played by a homewrecking whore? Does Celeste feel proud of herself knowing that she helped create another life for your mother to take care of on her own?

  Vladine already knows the answer to that question, so she moved on and focused on one last animal that’s been indirectly affected by Celeste’s own affairs with another married woman.

  Vladine: I’m sure you already know how your mother changed the life in my household.

  Vladine gives a firmer grip to Bridget’s chin, making sure the donkey is still looking at her in the eyes.

  Vladine: The sad part about me. … Is that I also fell victim for your mother's ‘charms’. I realized that she was playing me for a fiddle, she only managed to get on my good side because she knew what I wanted to hear. She knew the struggles I was already facing before meeting with her, and she made ME feel special. … I was a fool. I was stupid enough to keep her affair with my mother a secret, thinking that as long as my mother is happy, then it wasn’t my business to get involved, but as soon as my dad began suspecting the affair, everything changed. … The constant fights, to dad accusing my mother if she’s been hanging out with Celeste. … They even went so far as to use me as some kind of middlewoman for their arguments, and then the next thing I know, my mother is either sleeping in the barn or she’s with your mother for the night, and then it's back to square one.

  As Vladine takes a deep breath, her nails would dig under Bridget’s chin as Bridget closed her eyes for a brief moment after Vladine blew her nostril flaring at the donkey’s face.

  Vladine: *SNORT* … You’re very lucky to live such a pampered life, Bridge. … Your mother’s got all this money on her. She can give you anything you want, and all she has to do is bang a bunch of married women, while being able to keep that ‘kind’ and ‘generous’ image for the dumb broads that still fall for that facade!

  Both Raven and Yan shared Vladine’s own frustration growing from under the bull’s breath. Before Ann had herself the chance to unbutton her jeans, the girls quickly acted, with Vladine standing up the moment the back door opened up, only to find Rosa stepping out in time to enjoy the show, Vladine took a deep breath and asked the young duckling about Tilly, their zebra waitress.

  Rosa: She said we can use this back alley for another thirty minutes, but then we have to leave. She still doesn't want the manager to complain if we were found smoking.

  Vladine gazed alongside both Yan and Raven, before all three girls circled around a small Bridget holding herself for protection. By the looks of those small grins she can tell that this will be the longest thirty minutes of her life.

  Vladine: Thirty minutes… …

  Vladine turned to Yan.

  Vladine: You think you’ll be able to paint the insides of this homewrecker’s throat before the thirty minutes are up?

  Yan took one look at a shaky Bridget as both Rosa and Ann unleashed their sickening grins upon hearing Bridget sniffling in total fear. Ann in particular began to unbutton her jeans this time, while Yan was laughing more so at Raven’s still bittered expression as the dark mare glared at Yan’s own confident mixed smug expression.

  Raven: You wipe that smirk off your face! I would’ve had this sack of bones down before Vlad started the timer!

  Yan rolled her eyes over Raven’s sore loser talk.

  Raven: Besides, after tonight. … I want nothing to do with this crybaby ever again!

  As much as Yan doesn’t want to admit, she had to tell Raven this in the bluntest and unapologetic way possible.

  Yan: Funny. … Because I’m looking at a much bigger baby standing a few feet away from me.

  Both Ann and Rosa were having the ‘oooh’ expressions on their faces while Vladine paid close attention to another tension standoff between Raven and Yan. Ann patted a section for Rosa to come and stand next to her best friend while Vladine watches Yan walking on over to grab Raven’s horsecock under her right hand while giving it a simple rub.

  Yan: Mmph… I’m sorry that Ann had to come out and interrupt your own ‘sisterly’ bond with the girl you keep claiming to not give a shit. … I guess it’s true what they say, ‘the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree’.

  Both Ann and Rosa exchanged some entertaining expressions as Raven gives Yan a chance to explain what she meant by that statement.

  Yan: The glasses, the ‘moral support’ you were giving to Bridget while helping her stand… … And now you seem to be completely jealous over the fact that someone else has proven their right to own her mouth. … What’s the matter, Raven? Has your own mother gone out to look for other futas because she got sick of having to deal with your baseball bat for a cock ripping apart her cobweb cooch?

  Raven became quick to glare at both Rosa and Ann when the girls snickered at Yan’s blunt insult to the dark mare and her other mother. As Raven returned her attention back to Yan, both Ann and Rosa purred as both girls were already rubbing their own pussies inside their panties once Raven gripped on Yan’s much slender cock, while Yan proceeded to grip onto Raven’s hard horsecock as both girls went for a firm stroke on each other’s cocks.

  Raven: Mmph… Laugh it up, Yan. I love to see how you would handle my mother with this pencil-size dick of yours.

  Yan took another look at that hard cock belonging to the dark mare, as Raven felt a sudden nudge against the head of her horsecock. She looked down to catch Yan rubbing the tip of her own cock against Raven’s own tip. The difference in terms of their size couldn’t have been more different, with Yan’s ram cock having a much thinner looking head when compared to the fat head from Raven’s own horsecock. A prideful grin began showing on Raven’s lips when she nudged her cock back towards Yan and she heard that breathless gasp while giving Raven a ‘big deal’ type of pout.

  Raven: Mmpph… Who’s the jealous one now?

  This dick measuring contest has certainly lightened up Raven’s mood. She felt her pride rejuvenating when even Yan couldn’t hide the clear moaning thanks to Raven giving the ram’s cock a nice little squeeze. However, Raven’s celebration had to come to a complete end when the dark mare let out a sharp pain right before Yan also suddenly removed her hand away from Raven’s horsecock as both girls moved their attention to Vladine, where the bull is holding onto both Raven’s dark mane and Yan’s left horn to grab their attention.

  Vladine: I don’t know if either of you girls have forgotten what Rosa just said, but we don’t have all the time in the world to watch you two having a petty dick contest right now!

  Raven and Yan: … …

  Vladine: Now, either you girls work something out, or I’ll make the final call on who’s going to sit this night out with the hope that maybe one of our psycho cheerleaders can give one of you petty bitches some needy action!

  As Vladine continues to make firm eye contact with both Raven and Yan, she vents out her frustration by kicking on Bridget’s right cheek. Both Raven and Yan looked at each other before Raven spoke up while keeping her eyes directed at Yan.

  Raven: Mmph… You want her mouth THAT badly? Then how’s about I lend you a hand, under the condition that you’re not allowed to cum inside her mouth.

  Not wanting to blow this, Yan agreed to Raven’s terms while also adding in her own offer.

  Yan: If you can help me make sure Bridget takes at least half of my cock in her throat, then I’ll have Vladine check on this slut’s cunt, and then while you prove to me that your cock is somehow better, I’ll finish up my business by shoving my ‘pencil-dick’ up her ass, leaving you with the perfect chance to prove to us that you have a strong stamina by claiming this cunt.

  Raven gave Yan’s proposal some thought, and she slowly found herself agreeing to Yan’s condition. The girls turned to Vladine who seemed more pleased that the girls had finally settled on something. Letting go of Yan’s left horn, Ann and Rosa stood with waiting grins as Raven gave Bridget’s dark brown hair a firm tug. Thanks to Vladine who gave Bridget's right cheek a kick, the donkey's vision began to blur just about everything up, but her donkey ears were still able to pick up the sound of someone walking towards her, and even though Bridget can’t see all that good, she automatically knew who's standing in front of her just based on the color and size.

  Bridget felt that the circle consisting of Raven, Yan, and Vladine had started closing in around the teen donkey. Bridget wanted to just stand up and run, but her body had become so weak that even just trying to stand up became too much for the donkey to handle. Plus, with Raven still keeping a firm grip onto Bridget’s brown hair and now with Yan gaining closer until Bridget felt the tip of her slender cock brushing against her lips, the trio watched with their satisfied grins when they saw that defeated expression on Bridget’s face, and as Ann tilted her head back to gain a better view, an amusing short laugh motivated Rosa to also gain a better view before the duckling placed her hand over her mouth as both girls felt a nice jolt within their pussies when their eyes started gazing at Bridget’s tongue licking across Yan’s slender ram cock.

  Even Vladine was impressed with how willing Bridget is becoming as Raven didn’t even need to force the donkey to lean her head, Bridget did that herself and she even wrapped her own lips around Yan’s cock as she closed her eyes and began to suck that cock.

  Vladine (Chuckling): Well girls… Looks like our Bridget here is beginning to realize what her official role is.

  Yan: Mmmm… Yeah, well… … We still need to make sure this cockslut doesn’t get the wrong idea that she now has the freewill to do whatever she wants.

  For once, Raven actually agreed with Yan’s statement. Ann had just placed her fingers in-between her clit, when Yan starts wrapping her hands around the back of Bridget’s neck, and as Raven grabbed Bridget’s short dark brown hair with both of her hands, the two girls worked together with Yan letting out a baaing moan while Raven ‘helps’ steady Bridget’s head when Yan started thrusting about half of her cock into the donkey’s mouth.

  Yan: Nnngghh… Nnnbbaaaahhh…!

  Raven: Are you actually using that tongue, Bridge? … You wouldn’t want to disappoint your mother if she found out her daughter is a horrible cocksucker…

  Vladine also kept watch on Bridget’s slight open mouth while both Yan and Raven continued working together as Raven did spot that long donkey tongue licking across Yan’s throbbing cock as the ram would pick up speed before another baaing moan left her mouth around the same moment Raven saw Bridget’s throat taking a swallow as the donkey also let out a breathless grunt before Raven helped tilt that head as Bridget kept up with her slight audible slurping. Raven also heard a slight gag coming from Bridget when Yan managed to push another length right into that throat.

  Bridget: Glungk…

  Yan: Ooogghhh… … Say, Rave…! Mmmpph… Why don’t you check on Bridget’s throat for me? I wouldn’t want you to think I was ‘cheating’ again.

  Vladine even cleared her throat to give the girls another verbal warning about their hot headed rivalry. Yan now became in charge of holding onto Bridget’s dark brown hair while Raven held Bridget’s neck right as Yan got ready to do another shove after spreading her legs and squatting herself slightly before a deep grunt from her and a breathless type of gag from Bridget became the single for Raven to start pressing her thumbs against Bridget’s neck, where the dark mare felt the head of Yan’s cock beginning to pump itself against that throat of hers.

  Bridget: Mmmpphh… Mmmppph…!

  Yan: Oooohh… Nnngghh… Damn…

  Satisfied that the girls were able to stay on task, Ann brought Rosa’s attention over to the bulge inside Vladine’s own sweatpants, and how it’s performing an outline across the bull’s right thigh. Rosa calls the bull by her name, only for Vladine to look over and see the girls beginning to make lewd gestures, with Rosa offering to suck Vladine off, while Ann presents her pussy before the bull and even does a pelvic thrust. Vladine rolls her eyes, but gives the girls a ‘maybe’ smirk, right now, Vladine was way more interested in checking up on the process with Bridget, and how Yan has now reached the point where her hips began to smack under the donkey’s chin.

  Yan: Ooohh… … Nnngghh… Bbbbaaa…! Ooohh… How much am I getting in?

  As Raven runs a quick check on Bridget’s neck, Vladine could feel her own cock throbbing at the sight of Raven’s thumbs pressing up against Bridget’s neck, where tears began rolling down the donkey’s cheeks again as Yan shoved much of her cock further down in Bridget’s throat!

  Bridget: Aaacckkk…! *COUGH*

  Raven: … It’s getting there. … Of course I don’t touch skinny dicks, so for all I know, your definition of halfway could just mean getting the head in this throat.

  Yan: Tch… Well If it’s just the tip, then it shouldn’t be long before I’m able to push another length in. … Nnnnggh… Unlike yours, I have a much easier time getting my cock into someone’s throat.

  Yan put all of her strength into shoving another length of her cock straight into Bridget’s throat, and while Yan went back to smacking her hips against Bridget’s drooling face, Raven did actually feel another length of Yan’s cock pumping in and out of Bridget’s throat. With Yan and Raven continuing to work together, Vladine begins to let out her own type of moan when she saw Bridget’s right fingers curling themselves up. All of the girls even heard an audible gulp from the donkey herself as even Raven felt the bile in Bridget’s throat moving thanks to Yan swirling her cock around that said throat before the ram manages to push another length inside. Vladine stood with a wicked grin as everyone in the alleyway also began to hear Bridget coughing.

  Bridget: *C-COUGH COUGH*

  Yan: Nnngghh… Did you hear that, Raven? … Not bad for a ‘pencil dick’, wouldn’t you say?

  Rolling her eyes, Ann tried to get Rosa’s attention by elbowing the duckling’s right shoulder, but Rosa became too busy watching Yan actually tilting Bridget’s head to take any notice of Raven’s thumbs still pressing up against Bridget’s throat, but Vladine, who was watching Raven pressing her thumbs against Bridget’s throat, felt her own eyes rolling back as a sick type of form of arousal when listening to Bridget getting choked by a pair of thumbs and from a long thin cock that’s literally being rammed down her throat. Bridget’s own vision slowly went from bad, to worse as Ann saw the sudden expressional change on Raven’s face, going from an unamused expression to wearing a soft grin. So that tells Ann that Raven has something to counter Yan’s own bragging statement.

  Raven: Heh… You know the only reason she’s gagging like this is because of my superior thumbs.

  To demonstrate, Raven removes her thumbs from Bridget’s throat, but while Bridget was able to get some air in, she still had to deal with Yan’s own cock puncturing her throat, Yan kept her prideful expression directed at Raven when Bridget still ended up gagging on her cock.

  Yan: Mmmm… What was that about your so-called ‘superior thumbs’?

  For once, Vladine came to the conclusion that Raven and Yan’s rivalry made for an entertaining show. After Yan lets out another baaing moan, she pulls her cock away from Bridget’s throat while grinning at Raven’s jealous expression before the dark mare starts squeezing that throat again, while Yan also shoves her cock back into that same throat. It all happened so fast, that Vladine eventually gripped her own bulge from her sweatpants when seeing Bridget’s eyes closing up, right as the tears came back! Keeping her thumbs on Bridget’s throat, Raven stood up and got close to Yan’s smirked expression as the ram can’t wait to see what kind of ‘excuse’ Raven’s going to bring up now.

  Raven: So what?! If this bitch is anything like her mother, then she’ll suck any dick and pretend she’s liking it just to make you feel important!

  Yan: Heh… … Is this you finally acknowledging that your dick is not all that impressive as you made it out to be? … I suppose I can’t blame you for being self conscious.

  As Yan goes back into thrusting Bridget’s throat at full throttle, the rest of the girls were each getting their sick kicks by listening to Bridget beginning to gurgle in her own drool. Vladine lets out a heavy moan seeing those eyes of Bridget rolling even more toward the back of her head! While Yan continues to laugh her way with a proud moan of her own, Raven feels a smirk creeping up on her lips, as she knows the perfect counter to Yan’s statement.

  Raven: You’re right… … What’s the point of a fat dick if someone has trouble swallowing it? I’m sure your mother has her own opinion about cocks with tons of ‘meat’ on them.

  Now all of a sudden, Yan found herself thrusting at a more moderate pace as she directly looked at Raven’s unapologetic expression.

  Raven: One of these days, I’m going to get you to bring your mother into a room, and it’s gonna be you and Celeste showing off your own slab of ‘meat’ in front of her hungry eyes, and I’ll even bet my own mother on which of those two options your own mother is going to end up choosing.

  Raven begins loosening up her own grip on Bridget’s neck, as she watches the once confident expression on Yan’s face change into a personal annoyance. All of those personal experience Yan had to witnessed when catching her mother getting in bed with Celeste or watching her in the backroom while Bridget is getting her haircut, slowly had Yan moving her hands while Bridget was granted a very small moment to breathe before a sudden hair tug followed by an angry sounding grunt left someone like Vladine growl in so much pleasure, that she finally decided to let her sweatpants drop on the floor! Rosa brought Ann’s attention again so that the doe could licked her lips with her best friend once they saw that medium size bull cock stand itself up, as Vladine began her own masturbation when seeing Bridget’s eyes tearing up again! It clearly didn’t matter if Raven had her thumbs on Bridget’s neck or not, because anytime Yan thought about Celeste, she would give Bridget’s throat a very hard shove, one where Bridget couldn’t feel her own arms moving as Yan kept on pumping that gag reflex while venting her frustrations on this poor donkey!

  Yan: NNNGGGHHH! … Nnnggghhh…!

  The ram could hear tons of laughing going on the background, it was mostly girls like Rosa and Vladine becoming more than amuse on how Yan is fucking Bridget so hard that she’s slowly transforming the donkey teen into her own personal ragdoll with the way Bridget's head and her arms were twitching from the sudden ramming. When Raven whistled to Yan on purpose, the dark mare stroked her own horse cock in front of the ram, and there were some striking similarities to Celeste’s cock when compared to Raven’s. With a deep breath, Yan looked directly into Raven’s dark brown eyes, where she also saw a bit of Celeste in that facial expression.

  Yan: Nnnggghh… … You know what, Raven?

  Yan started moving her hands over to where Vladine and Raven watched those arms wrapped themselves around Bridget’s tan head as Yan smirked a bit when she saw Raven catching on to the ram’s own petty revenge. She closes her eyes for a brief moment while grunting before Yan opens those same eyes again to gaze at Raven's, ‘don’t you dare!’ expression.

  Yan (Heavy panting): Aaaahhh… Just for that, enjoy the fact you’re going to feel my cum when you start fucking… … OOOOOGGGGHHHH!!!

  The girls personally stood back and listened to Yan moaning her heart out when she dumped her slimy thick load of cum straight into Bridget’s throat! Vladine gave the ram her approval moan when seeing Bridget’s head flinching so much that Ann had an actual disgust expression on her face when seeing Yan’s cum squirting out from both sides of Bridget’s cheeks as she struggles to try and swallow that entire load! Rosa and Vladine on the other hand, were both laughing their butts off, but for different reasons. For Rosa, hearing the sounds of Bridget trying to swallow Yan’s cum, only for Yan to grunt and dump another stinky load, contributed to the yellow duckling laughing her butt off after hearing Bridget gagging so much that she ended up spitting out Yan’s cum as Rosa saw that stomach of Bridget’s pumping itself, while Vladine felt her own bull cock throbbing at the sight of Yan keeping her cock plugged into Bridget’s throat, where each thrust became the reason for Bridget losing so much air, that her face began turning blue while her arms became the first to go out on a limb. With one final firm thrust, Yan finally ran out of cum to give to Bridget, but she kept her cock plugged into that throat, where Bridget was still at risk for passing out. Yan looked across at Raven’s none too thrilled expression, but Yan’s smirked face told Raven all she needed to know how ‘sorry’ the ram actually felt.

  Yan: … Oops…

  Vladine was quick to catch Raven stepping up close to Yan’s personal space again.

  Vladine: Raven…!

  Both Raven and Yan made a side eye glance towards Vladine.

  Vladine: It’s over, okay? Are you going to have a turn or are you going to force me to have you sit this one out?!

  Taking a deep breath, there’s a part of Raven that doesn’t want to piss off Vladine, but Yan wasn’t making things any easy as the ram still had her unapologetic smirk on her face.

  Raven: We had a deal, Yan…

  Yan: Mmm… Did we? I don’t seem to recall any sort of ‘deal’ we’ve made.

  Both Ann and Rosa could hardly contain their own excitement as Raven became VERY close in wanting to smack Yan across the face, but Vladine stepped in to grab Raven’s right wrist before pulling the mare back a couple steps. She kept her firm glare directed at Raven as the dark screamed for Vladine to let go! As soon as Raven gave up on the struggle, Vladine even gazed at Raven before the dark mare finally calmed down enough for Vladine to let go and shove her away.

  Vladine: *Huff* You know what? It’s moments like these that makes me wonder if I even need any backup in the first place!

  As Vladine took this moment to take a deep breath herself, she turned to Rosa and gave her a warning glare when she heard that yellow duck snickering. Vladine then turns her attention back to both Raven and Yan.

  Vladine: I’m giving you catty bitches the choice. Take that cock out of Bridget’s throat and continue on with your plan, or I will take care of Bridget myself and you two can just use these psycho bitches that are standing by the wall and masturbating to your petty rivalry!

  Vladine kept a close eye once Raven and Yan entered into another staredown.

  Yan: … … You still want Vladien to check this homewrecker’s cunt?

  Raven took another deep breath before accepting Yan’s offer with another firm nod. With a firm nod from Vladine, Yan finally removed her cock away from Bridget’s throat as the donkey teen took a mighty deep breath.

  Bridget: *GASP* *COUGH C-COUGH*

  Afterwards, Yan went to join both Raven and Vladine, to further discuss how they should prepare Bridget.

  Yan: On second thought, you gals want me to just finger this cunt instead?

  Raven takes another gander at Bridget trying very hard to regain her consciousness, as she lies on the ground on all fours.

  Raven: … … On second thought. You might not have to worry about touching that filthy cunt. I feel confident she’ll be wet enough for me to get this WHOLE cock inside her.

  Bridget heard just about every word as both Yan and Vladine glanced over at each other before their own approving smirks began to grow.

  Vladine: Would you like any help in making sure our homewrecker is loose enough for two cocks?

  Bridget also heard that, as Raven’s own lips formed their own approving smile. Vladine’s own wicked grin also kept on growing as the girls looked at their respective cocks. Bridget can hear herself screaming to move, but the beatings were so bad, she can’t even move her arms or her legs. She felt that her own heart was about to explode when she heard Rosa screaming to both Vladine and Raven…

  Rosa: Make Bridget’s cunt look like a black hole when you’re done!

  And as Bridget’s heavy breathing led to the donkey getting another panicked attack, she heard Ann laughing and moaning in the background. Everything in front of Bridget began to spin before her very eyes, and she can sense those wicked grins taking in the fact that once Bridget passes out for real, they get to have free range over her entire body. As soon as Bridget's eyes slowly closed amongst themselves, Vladine was about to walk over, until a sudden click caused the entire girls to freeze on the spot. Now Vladine was the one about to have a heart attack when she saw the back door opening up. Cursing to herself, the rest of the girls followed suit as they all quickly hid behind the dumpster right before a figure emerged from the shadows. Vladine urged her comrades to stay where they are, while she carefully took a peak from behind the dumpster. Vladine was just as shocked as the animal that stopped dead in their tracks when they found Bridget laying on the ground sobbing uncontrollably.

  ?: Bridge… Bridget, what happened?!

  Bridget became too weak to open her eyes, and her body flinched when she felt a hand touching her right cheek. What started off as another panicked attack, Bridget suddenly felt her heart calming down, as she heard this animal’s soothing voice while that same hand ran down towards Bridget’s right shoulder.

  ?: It’s okay, Bridget… Mommy’s here.

  Vladine looked behind to make sure the other girls stayed where they were. She didn’t even want to tell them that the mare that just stepped outside is Bridget’s mother, Celeste. Celeste had just hoisted Bridget up while she brought the donkey’s right hand over towards her left shoulder. Her concern expression only grew when Celeste saw the bruises on Bridget’s right cheek, and the back of her neck. Celeste only gave that part of the body a slight touch before she stopped when she saw Bridget flinching. Celeste settles on brushing Bridget’s short dark brown hair while letting her daughter rest under Celeste’s chin. Her warm embrace triggered Bridget to use whatever strength she had left to give Celeste a gratitude hug as Celeste planted a warm kiss on Bridget’s forehead.

  Celeste: Shh… Shh, shh… … Everything’s gonna be okay, Bridge…

  Celeste is doing her best not to shade a tear herself, as Bridget’s left hand moved across her mother’s back. Taking a deep breath, Celeste gently took that same left hand away before it had the chance to brush that dark brown ass from Celeste’s yoga pants. Vladine could only sit and watch Celeste escorting her daughter out of the alley way and out of the bar in general.

  Vladine: Fricken… That woman must have some type of alarm in her brain that tells her when she needs to butt in…!

  Vladine turned around and wore an ‘unbeliveable’ expression when the rest of the girls decided to have their own fun the whole time Vladine was watching Celeste! Raven had already covered Ann’s mouth the moment this dark mare took her pussy doggystyle with her horse cock, so that left Vladine with a certain yellow duckling that’s getting her pussy fingered from a certain ram. That same ram was also using Rosa’s school dress to rub her slowly erected cock. Rolling her eyes, Vladine grabbed Rosa’s attention by gripping on her feathery head before she shoved her cock right into that mouth.

  Rosa: Gungk! Mm-Mmmpphh…!

  Vladine then proceeds to grab the dumpster lid with her other hand while she vents out her frustration by thrusting hard against Rosa’s mouth as Rosa closed her eyes and gagged the moment Vladine grunted to herself when she slid her cock into Rosa’s throat!

  Vladine: Nnngghh… … Looks like you got your wish, Rosa. … Your friend is already keeping Raven happy over there.

  Yan had herself a good chuckle as Vladine copied a bit of Raven’s firm thrusting against Ann’s own ass, while her left hand kept that doe’s mouth shut as both she and Rosa let out their own pleasing grunts with Raven shoving her cock further up Ann’s cervix, to Rosa gagging and coughing when Vladine started smacking that bill with her own hips as she made Rosa swirl her head around while Yan is getting ready to have Rosa get on her knees while she lifts that skirt up so she can use that duckling pussy. They may not have fully abused Bridget, but for what the girls were able to do, Ann and Rosa certainly didn’t mind being the substitutes to help the trio of futas to vent their frustrations on.

  While the girls were left to improvise their final act back at the bar, Celeste carefully pulled her car up towards the driveway, and when she turned the engine off, Celeste checked up on Bridget. After everything this donkey had to put up with for the night, it’s no wonder she eventually passed out in the passenger seat. As Celeste took another look at Bridget's body, she just now realized that Bridget’s long hot pink skirt and her glasses had been left at the alley way of the bar. That didn’t matter to Celeste right now, she needed to make sure Bridget got home safely. She stepped out of the car, before opening the passenger side while trying to see if she could wake Bridget up with just a simple nudge on her left shoulder. Bridget turned to her right side before curling up as Celeste watched her daughter shaking her head. Using her soothing words, Celeste worked hard and carefully carried her daughter out of the car, where she got Bridget to stand up again while closing the door and locking the car as the sound of her alarm triggered Bridget to stay as close to Celeste for protection. Kissing her forehead again, Celeste whispers to Bridget to hold on as she carries the donkey in her arms while walking towards the front door. Once they were in, Celeste told Bridget to try and stay still as she opened up the basement and then proceeded to carry Bridget down the stairs. By the time Celeste reached the bottom, there came a long silence as Celeste gazed at the queen size bed situated right next to the stairwell after one would walk a few more steps before they need to turn their head to the right. Celeste gave that bed a good long stare before a sudden nudge towards the right side of her neck caused the mother to look down at Bridget. Even with her eyes closed, one could easily detect an unmistakable fear shown on Bridget’s face. Taking a deep breath, Celeste carries Bridget over until they came face to face with the queen size bed in question.

  Celeste: Are you ready, Bridget…?

  Celeste whispers while never taking her eyes off her daughter.

  Celeste: On the count of the three, I need you to let go of me and I’ll carefully drop you on your bed.

  Celeste knows her daughter heard what she said, because those donkey ears would move between every sentence Celeste has spoken. True to her word, Celeste bends over while counting to three as the brown mare carefully rolls Bridget on the bed, where the donkey laid on her left side and went back to curl herself up.

  Celeste found herself staring at another bruise forming close to Bridget’s butt. Celeste found herself sweating the longer her eyes would observe the darken color of that bruise mixing in with Bridget’s light brown fur. The sound of Bridget letting out a fearful sniffle snapped the mother out from her daydream, but her eyes kept on staring at that bruise as Celeste eventually leaned over and touched the right side of her daughter’s hip before giving it a gentle brush. Her protective side came back when Bridget continued curling herself up. The next thing Celeste knew, she had this sudden urge to touch that same bruise. It was meant to be a simple touch, but whoever kicked Bridget must’ve had very strong legs because Celeste suddenly flinched her hand away the moment she triggered a painful hiss right as Bridget also flinched her body away from her mother. Celeste stood back and felt her own breathing getting heavier as she watched Bridget rolling some more to where Celeste would go back and forth starting between Bridget’s ass being captured by those hot pink panties, to the dark bruise on Bridget’s back. As Celeste’s right hand draws itself near the crotch area, she suddenly turns her head in an effort to look away as she tries to make herself leave the basement, but as soon as her ears heard the bed creaking, Celeste just had to open her eyes and find her daughter’s legs spreading ever so slightly apart from each other. Celeste's heart started beating louder when her eyes managed to spot that pussy from inside Bridget’s own panties. Celeste can shake her head all she wants, but all it would take is for her eyes to still gaze at Bridget’s back side before Celeste's fingers would continue to brush against her own cock that slowly beginning to twitch thanks to the way Celeste’s eyes would continue to stare at Bridget’s pussy covered by her panties, and by the same breath, Celeste would also stare at the bruise right close to the donkey’s butt. In shaky breathless gasp, Celeste quickly covers her own mouth to hide the dark arousing moan within her voice while her hand slowly gives her own cock a handjob from her yoga pants. Her guilty conscience tries to put a stop to whatever it is Celeste is thinking about, but even as she shakes her head, Celeste suddenly notices that Bridget still has her flower-pattern dress on. Taking a deep breath, Celeste went over towards the bed and stopped suddenly while looking at Bridget’s flower-pattern dress. Her guilty conscience was not strong enough for Celeste to go through and start unzipping the dress right below the neck area from behind. Her sapphire eyes went wide when Celeste now had a better view of Bridget’s other bruise that ran down a few inches close to her spine, and of course, she just had to touch it, resulting in another fierce body flinch as Celeste backed her head away. She can hear her own brain becoming angry at herself after hearing Bridget coughing due to all the heavy breathing and crying she’s been doing. With another deep breath, Celeste gently touched Bridget’s right shoulder as her own heavy breathing would blow across her daughter’s cheek as Celeste plants a kiss onto Bridget’s neck while gripping her right shoulder. In a shaky breath, Celeste does her best to control herself while planting another kiss onto Bridget’s right cheek. She kept her lips planted on that said cheek for a good minute while her eyes would have this mixture of protection and something much darker, an expression one shows when they see something desirable.

  Celeste: Ooohh… … Bridget… … I’m… I’m just going to take this dress off. Okay, sweetie?

  That’s what her lips were saying, and that’s what Celeste’s brain is telling the grown mare the moment she turned Bridget to lay on her back. She watched Bridget’s lips quivering from the sudden pain to her back once her bruise came into contact with the soft cozy mattress. As Bridget turns her head to the left, Celeste slowly undoes one of the spaghetti straps from Bridget’s right shoulder by gently lifting up Bridget’s right arm and sliding it away from the sleeve before setting back down on the mattress. Then came another pause from Celeste as her eyes stared at Bridget’s right nipple being set free after removing that right sleeve. Biting her lip, Celeste gently leaned over while her eyes also took note of another bruise hidden in-plain sight under Bridget’s budding breasts. Celeste swallowed her spit while she kept her hands steady when removing the other spaghetti strap from Bridget’s left shoulder. Afterwards, Celeste placed both hands onto Bridget’s shoulders as her eyes wanted to see the black bruise still hidden from within that flower-pattern dress. Her heart was pounding, but Celeste’s hands already made their way towards the bottom of that dress. With a shaky deep breath, Celeste pulls the dress further down as her sapphire eyes grew while a shaky gasp escaped her mouth when Celeste got a better look at the many bruises Bridget had suffered throughout her abuse. Some spots like Bridget’s stomach and under the surrounding area of her breasts were much darker than the bruises from Bridget’s backside. Celeste began shaking her own thick heavy breathing outshine Bridget’s own heavy sniffling as the teen donkey hissed while Celeste looked up at her daughter’s traumatized expression as Bridget shakes her head while whimpering in pain when her mother just had to touch her injured ribcage. Celeste eventually found the strength to pull her hand away before grabbing Bridget by her right leg as she gently turns and drags her daughter until both of her legs dangled from the edge of the bed. With this, Celeste removed Bridget’s flower-pattern dress and folded it up before putting that in the laundry basket. The brown mare closed her eyes while trying to fight back the urge of wanting to check stare at Bridget’s now semi-naked body. In her mind, Celeste figured that the best she can do is comfort her daughter in need, so as she walked back towards the bed, Celeste tries to get her eyes to focus on a frightening Bridget, and not towards any of the bruises. Once Celeste took her red heels off, she gently wraps her right arm under Bridget’s left arm pit, and after placing her daughter’s left hand on her right shoulder, Celeste sat Bridget up while kneeling in front of her daughter as her left arm gently wrap itself behind Bridget’s head, where Celeste closes her eyes as she also needed this hug.

  Celeste: *Sniff* …

  As Celeste begins reflecting on what she saw then entering the back alley, to how she’s been acting the moment Celeste placed her daughter on the bed, it didn’t take long for a small tear to roll down Celeste’s right cheek. Her arms would keep themselves wrapped around Bridget as Celeste felt herself wanting to cry when she felt Bridget snuggling her head against Celeste’s crimson red dress after subconsciously returning the hug. With a heavy sigh, Celeste gazed down at Bridget before planting a soft kiss on top of her head, where the smell of the fresh shampoo began making Celeste’s head spin as she cursed to herself while hugging Bridget even tighter.

  Celeste: *SSNIIFF* Ooohh… … why am I like this?!

  Her left hand continued to brush against Bridget’s short dark brown hair in an effort to pull herself together. With a heavy sigh from both women, Celeste opened her eyes before a short breathless gasp left her mouth and her tail began whipping across the basement when Bridget’s right hand would slowly brush against her mother’s ass from Celeste’s yoga pants. Tears start forming again, as Celeste takes another deep breath while Bridget moves her right hand around her mother’s ass. Celeste knows that deep down her body is loving the attention she’s receiving. With another kiss to Bridget’s forehead, Celeste desperately tries to think about something else, but no matter what, her mind kept on wandering back to these inappropriate places whenever Bridget would subconsciously grope her mother’s ass.

  Celeste: *SNNNIIFF* Ooohh…

  After letting out another heavy sigh, Celeste lifted her head and helped her daughter sit back up while pulling away from their hug. Celeste’s eyes return to observing the bruises, namely that one certain spot where a fine bruise can be seen under Bridget’s right breast. Try as she might, Celeste’s right hand won the battle and she cupped that breast. Celeste had just triggered a reaction in which Bridget suddenly flinched before Celeste quickly grabs her daughter before Bridget had the chance to fall off the bed. In the midst of catching Bridget, Celeste unintentionally placed her daughter right near her DD-cup breasts, where Bridget would rub her head gently on those breasts, and now she triggered a reaction from Celeste as Bridget’s heavy breathing to Celeste’s right nipple would play into the dark brown mare’s growing temptation. While Celeste tries to get a hold of herself, she manages to help Bridget sit back up on the bed, before holding onto her shoulders. Celeste can’t even look at Bridget without having the urge to cry, but a sudden soft grunt from Bridget as her head flinched again left Celeste to gaze down until she spotted her left thumb rubbing across Bridget’s tan-looking nipple from her right breast. Celeste’s tail also alerted the mother to look down in horror as her own horsecock made a huge tent in her tight black yoga pants! Celeste turned her sapphire eyes back towards Bridget’s right nipple, where a sudden press triggered another body flinch as Celeste even heard Bridget letting out a breathless gasp that made her horsecock throb. Celeste's heart raced with all these unsettling thoughts as another finger joined that left thumb in giving Bridget’s right nipple a sudden tweak. Eventually, Celeste moves her fingers away from Bridget’s right nipple, and after giving her daughter’s left shoulder a firm grip, Celeste stood up, but instead of walking away, she picks up her daughter and climbs onto the bed where Celeste carefully places Bridget in a laying position. Celeste knows full well that the longer she stays here, the harder it’s going to be to resist the urge in wanting to touch and cup Bridget’s face with both of her hands. Feeling that soft tan fur while gazing at the freckles shown on her face, Celeste’s sapphire eyes sparkle in an unmistakable thirst directed towards someone Celeste has always deemed as pretty. Celeste bit her lips while trying to hold back a needy moan as her cock kept on throbbing against her yoga pants.

  It only got worse as Celeste would rub her hands across Bridget’s face as she drew attention to those young and slightly bruised lips. Closing her eyes, Celeste would eventually press her own lips directly onto Bridget’s. With one simple smooch, Celeste kept on her lips near Bridget's as Celeste could no longer ignore the aching feeling from within her own cock. Celeste knows she’s going to hate herself in the morning, but she closed those same eyes as Celeste planted another kiss and kept those same lips pressed against Bridget’s lips for a little longer longer.

  Celeste and Bridget: *smooch* …

  Celeste: Oooohh… … Bridget… … Please forgive me… … Your mother is just a sick individual that has a hard time controlling herself around… …. Around beautiful animals such as yourself.

  Celeste decided to throw in one more kiss for good measure, and when she parted her lips, Bridget had this calm look on her face again as Celeste brushed the back of Bridget’s dark brown hair before climbing off the bed. Celeste tries to reason with herself to leave, but her cock was not having that. Giving into her desire, Celeste looked away while regrettably pulling her own pants down as her horsecock sprung out in all of his throbbing glory. Celeste kept on repeating to herself…

  Celeste (Thinking): Don’t look… Don’t look…!

  But she doesn’t even need to look, because her mind had already recorded all the bruises surrounding Bridget’s naked back to her chest, and now her brain is replaying the bruise Celeste spotted on the right side of Bridget’s lips before she gave her daughter that taboo kiss. Celeste’s own body suddenly flinched when her left fingers had just brushed across that hard 7 inch shaft of hers.

  Celeste: Ooohh… Oooohh…!

  Tears began rolling down her cheeks the moment her left fingers wrapped around that same cock and with a firm enough grip, a breathless tearful type of moan left Celeste’s mouth as her hips would even thrust slightly while she kept on jerking off in front of Bridget. No matter how much Celeste wants to think about someone else, her mind keeps on replaying every action that has happened in this basement, from stripping Bridget’s dress, to looking and touching the bruises surrounding Bridget’s naked body. A sudden jolt lit up Celeste’s eyes when her left hand gripped around the head of her cock and she began to masturbate as Celeste’s right hand would place itself on her own right breast, still covered up by that red dress. As her legs kicked the yoga pants onto the floor, another shaky breathless gasp escaped her mouth, Celeste’s own legs began dragging the mare closer towards a certain donkey that’s making Celeste masturbate even harder. As soon as her eyes eventually scanned across the bed, Celeste turned her head away as her heart pounded against her chest when Celeste’s own eyes were about to settle on Bridget’s hot pink panties. Celeste’s horsecock throbbed against that left hand as her eyes would slowly open themselves again while Celeste slowly turned her head until her eyes stared at Bridget’s stomach before scanning up until those same sapphire eyes sparkled once more at those budding B-cup breasts.

  Biting her lips, Celeste slowly took one step, and then another, and as she’s about to reach the bed again, Celeste removed her right hand from her breast while leaning over until her body stopped for a bit when she found herself groping the left side of Bridget’s breast. Bridget’s own body twitched at the sudden groping as Celeste’s right hand cupped around that firm looking breast. Celeste’s own left hand would even slow down in terms of masturbating her own cock as the mother leaned even closer while listening to Bridget's breathless gasp when Celeste’s fingers started rubbing against her daughter’s perky nipple. As Celeste licked her lips, she too, felt a sudden body jolt alongside her daughter, as Celeste looked down and that’s when she realized that her own cock wants to make love to Bridget’s other perky nipple from her right breast. Celeste could only watch in a mixture of horror and arousal as her hips would swirl and do a little pelvic thrust on that same perky right nipple as Celeste would gaze down to see Bridget’s lips moving ever so slightly whenever she needed to let out a breathless gasp. As Celeste’s pelvic thrust slowly increased its speed, she suddenly felt something sticky being smeared around the head of her cock. As Celeste gave Bridget’s right nipple a simple nudge with her cock, she could plainly see the traumatized reaction returning on her daughter’s face when Bridget would subconsciously turn her head towards the mother standing and molesting her own daughter.

  Bridget: *SSNIIFF* Nnngghh…

  Celeste’s own heart pounded inside her chest. Both she and Bridget continued letting out their own types of moan, with Bridget letting out a scared whimpering type of moan as her body squirmed the moment that same sticky substance oozed and smeared across her right nipple. While Celeste let out a more pleasing semi-loud moan when her left hand gripped on her cock whilst her right thumb would rub Bridget’s left nipple across. When Celeste moved her hips away from Bridget’s right nipple, her left fingers would grip all the way up towards the head of her horsecock so that her thumb can check and see that in fact, Celeste is oozing pre-cum more frequently.

  Knowing this, Celeste rested her right hand on Bridget’s left breast while watching those lips of hers quivering as a sudden sharp hiss resulted in Celeste closing her eyes, but her right hand continued to cup Bridget’s B-cup breast while her left arm pulled itself back in time for Celeste to let out a sniffling guilty type of moan as she gazing back down and her tearful blinded the mare for a brief moment, has Celeste had gone back into rubbing her cock against Bridget’s right nipple!

  Celeste (Whimpering): Mmf… *SSNIIFF*

  The guilt Celeste is experiencing only expanded when she opened her eyes in time to witness a single tear rolling down the right side of Bridget’s cheek. Even witnessing all of this, Celeste’s left arm is doing the completely opposite of slowing down. Instead, Celeste leaned over as her right hand moved away from Bridget’s left breast, and instead her fingers would place themselves right behind Bridget’s neck. The tears from Celeste’s own eyes overflowed her entire cheeks as she watched Bridget turning her head away. One moment, Celeste’s motherly side showed itself when she brushed Bridget’s dark brown hair to comfort her daughter, while at that same breath, her left arm just kept on beating that cock of hers anytime Bridget’s right nipple would come into contact with the head of that same cock to brush against. Celeste is fully aware that what she’s doing is beyond wrong, and yet she can’t pretend that the thrill of doing something as messed up as masturbating to her own daughter. Celeste gripped her cock while closing her eyes tightly as more tears flowed down her cheeks. Celeste did her best to keep her lips as tight as possible when letting out her own orgasmic moan, her body spazzed across the floor as ropes of cum squirts and sprayed all across Bridget’s breasts!

  Celeste kept on squeezing her own cock as her legs also shuffled about while Celeste indirectly sprayed some more of her cum across Bridget’s neck and now her face. As soon as Celeste felt a thick layer of cum being squirted onto her right fingers, the dark brown mare opened her eyes in slight horror. Bridget turned her head away from her mother while squirming as she felt the sticky white subsistence rolling in different directions from her face. After letting out some breathless moans, Celeste finally managed to summon enough willpower to force her own hand away from her throbbing cock, where one last cum rope sprayed itself onto the bed.

  Celeste: *Heavy breathing*

  Celeste doesn’t know how long she’s been standing, but as her eyes examine the mess she created, Celeste can only cover her mouth in complete horror as she almost couldn’t believe that she let her lust control her actions again. She felt she had no right to even be trying to comfort Bridget, let alone look at her. After removing her right hand away from Bridget’s head, Celeste tries to pull herself together as her eyes burn red from all the crying she’s been trying to hold back. As Bridget’s own sobs began falling into Celeste’s ears, her eyes continued scanning the bed until Celeste took notice of the clear wet stains shown from Bridget’s own hot pink panties! Celeste quickly turned away while her eyes wanted to take another gander at Bridget’s soaked panties. Celeste was even about to reach for those panties, but the mother mare had some willpower to look away while smacking her own left hand as Celeste scrambled around until she spotted the stairs that led out of the basement.

  Celeste: I need to leave…!

  But Celeste couldn’t even make it past two steps before a sudden whimpering moan stopped the mother mare on her tracks.

  Bridget: Because… *SSSNNIIFF* Because I’m a homewrecker…

  Celeste felt that loud beat from her heart returning. Her ears picked up every word Bridget just cried out as Celeste turned her head in time to witness Bridget force-pleasuring herself with her right hand rubbing around the clit from her panties. Celeste kept her lips shut when Bridget lowered her fingers until she spread her own pussy from her hot pink panties, the way those fingers brushed against Bridget’s own creamy folds brought another pile of sweat raining down Celeste’s forehead as her horsecock certainly wanted to know what’s going on back there. With another whimpering moan, what Bridget said next would stay in Celeste’s mind for as long as the mare lives.

  Bridget (Whimpering): I’m a dirty homewrecker… … L-like… *SNIIFF* Like my mother!

  Celeste suddenly froze from where she was standing. She may not fully know what happened to her daughter at the bar, but that one phrase alone is enough to give Celeste a good idea on what gave Bridget those injuries surrounding her body. Turning her body around, Celeste closed her eyes, while her cock would gain its erection back once Celeste watched her daughter still pleasing herself all while crying.

  Leaning over, Celeste grabs onto Bridget’s right wrist, and begins to climb onto the bed, where Celeste lifts and places her daughter’s right hand on top of Celeste’s left shoulder while her eyes would gaze at Bridget’s scared expression for a few minutes, before Celeste would bring her attention back towards the amount of pussy juice leaking out from Bridget’s panties. Celeste reached down to grab the waistband of Bridget’s hot pink panties. There was a quick freeze before Celeste pulled those panties down very slowly. The dark brown mare let out a breathless gasp in awe, when witnessing Bridget’s bare pussy being revealed right before her sapphire eyes. Her breathing accelerated as Celeste’s cock clearly wanted to see that pussy very badly, so Celeste sat still while thinking of a way to lift Bridget’s legs without waking her up, but then Celeste would suddenly be left speechless when Bridget subconsciously lifted own right knee high enough for Celeste to slide the right side of waistband from Bridget’s right leg, which made it all the more easy for Celeste to slide the other side down from Bridget’s left leg. Celeste held up those panties like a trophy, as her eyes shone when examining the clear stains right on the center of those panties.

  As soon as Celeste brought her daughter’s panties up towards her nose, her right hand took over cock stroking duty, as Celeste’s own arousal breathing peak itself to a point where no matter how much her mind is telling her stop, Bridget’s own intoxicating smell is all that her horsecock needs to go for a second round and finish the job. After getting high off of Bridget’s own pussy juice, Celeste stares down at that bare pussy, glistening as if it’s taunting Celeste to come and molest her own daughter. Despite the guilty conscience coming back to scold Celeste, once the head of that horsecock touched and rubbed against Bridget’s sensitive clit, Celeste’s heart dropped at first when hearing Bridget sobbing while her head starts tossing itself across the pillows, but when Bridget’s own hips rubbed against that same cock, Celeste's heart would return to a slow and steady beat as the temptation to claim her daughter within Bridget’s own bed became too great of a situation for Celeste to ignore. After giving Bridget’s panties one last sniff, Celeste tosses them aside before her left hand begins resting on Bridget’s right thigh while Celeste leans herself over. She could feel her heart pounding louder as soon as her cock spread that pussy apart. Whatever fight Celeste had left to force her own dick away has all been gone from the moment Celeste spread her own legs and began to impale that young pussy with Celeste hard and large horsecock.

  Bridget: Ooohhh…!

  With a shameful sniffle, Celeste forced herself to take another look at Bridget’s scared expression before Celeste hung her head as her eyes didn’t even bother to hold back any tears that were looking to roll down from Celeste’s cheeks. Once her hands had grabbed themselves some hips, the mother and daughter each let out a breathless grunt of their own the moment Celeste pulls cock back before it penetrated that young pussy again with a firm push!

  Celeste: Ooohh… Oooohh…!

  With a soft needy and shaky moan, Celeste continues to hold onto Bridget’s hips while she starts moving her own hips. Celeste tried to keep it steady, but the moment Bridget’s pussy wrapped around Celeste’s cock, Celeste found herself pulling Bridget over right as Celeste shoved her horsecock deeper, with both ladies letting out their own types of breathless moans, as Celeste began thrusting at a moderate pace.

  Each time Celeste manages to shove another length into Bridget, she can feel her daughter twitching and the sound of her breathless painful gasps only drove Celeste into wanting to thrust herself faster until another length had been shoved in.

  Bridget: Ah-Aahhhh… Nnnggghh…

  As soon as Celeste rested her legs on the bed, her hands began moving up until her left hand would gently grab onto Bridget’s right arm as Celeste brought that same hand back to rest on her left shoulder, where she could feel Bridget gripping onto Celeste’s left shoulder. Then after both ladies let out another breathless gasp when half of Celeste’s cock is pushing through Bridget’s pussy, her arms would slowly wrap themselves around her daughter as an attempt to try and comfort her as Celeste brings her long face over to nuzzle her daughter’s neck, where a simple kiss to that same neck brought a long sniffle out of Bridget as Celeste also went on crying as she held her daughter and gives her neck another loving kiss. Unable to hold herself back, Celeste just allowed her body to do whatever it wants to do with Bridget. Her moans began picking up a slight volume as Celeste could feel her cock gaining one thrust closer to push itself through Bridget’s cervix. The girls continued on holding each other, with Celeste whimpering in-between her moaning as Bridget would subconsciously wipe her own nose against Celeste’s right shoulder, looking for a motherly comfort that broke Celeste’s heart, but it served her own sick pleasure, as Celeste wrapped her arms as tight as she could while keeping her lips pressed on the right side of Bridget’s neck as a scared breathless moan forced Celeste to admit something to Bridget.

  Celeste: *SNNIIFF* Oooohh… You are anything BUT a homewrecker, Bridget…

  Celeste waited until she was done whimpering alongside her daughter before she whispered something to Bridget, something that Celeste knows everyone has been saying even when they think she’s not listening.

  Celeste: I’m… … I’m the homewrecker.

  And yet Celeste cannot pretend that a moment like this doesn’t turn her on in the slightest, in-between the sobbing, Celeste couldn’t stop herself from letting pleasing moans each time her cock would feel some pussy juice getting smeared as her cock was just a couple inches closer into hammering Bridget’s young pussy.

  Celeste: Ooohh… … Mmmpphh…

  With Celeste running circles around Bridget’s back, she would check up on her daughter, and watch that tan head of hers snuggling on Celeste’s right shoulder as Celeste tries her best to keep the kisses to her neck as a motherly comfort type, but after another shivering moan, Celeste cursed at herself as she looked from the corner of her left eye to see Bridget subconsciously rubbing her mother’s left shoulder, as if she’s trying to comfort Celeste instead.

  Celeste: *Sn-SSSSNIIFF* Mmmm… … I’m so sorry, Bridget…

  Celeste’s tears were getting heavier with each firm thrusting as her arms would pull and even lift Bridget up a bit to where Bridget’s own hips have lifted themselves up enough for Celeste to let out a shivering, crying moan when she managed to push the entire length into Bridget’s own pussy! Grabbing onto Bridget’s dark brown hair, both girls held each other with Celeste listening in on Bridget’s sniffling moans while the girls rested their heads on each other’s selective shoulders once Celeste started hammering herself harder against Bridget’s now spread out pussy!

  Bridget and Celeste: Oooohh… *SSSSNNNIIIFF*

  Celeste knew what’s coming next. She can feel Bridget’s pussy squeezing around her erecting cock, and the sounds of her balls smacking up against that pussy brought both fear and … excitement within Celeste’s own body. Hugging Bridget as tight as she could, Celeste could do nothing but let her hips smack themselves against Bridget’s thighs, and feel that cock pumping that pussy as Bridget would subconsciously help bring her mother closer into cumming inside this pussy! Celeste broke down into tears again.

  Celeste (Whimpering): I’m no mother! Mmmpphh… I… I really am a homewrecker. … Oooohhh… Fuuucckk…!

  Celeste’s entire body twitched when she shoved herself hard enough deep within Bridget’s pussy! With a shivering moan, Celeste felt another comforting snuggle from Bridget, causing the mother to gaze into her daughter’s semi-peaceful face, like she’s accepting the fact she’s going to get creampied. Celeste closed her eyes as she felt this was it. She leaned over to gently lick and kiss under Bridget’s chin, trying to go for a more motherly kiss as Celeste found the courage to look straight into Bridget’s still passed out eyes.

  Celeste: Aaahhh… Mmmpphh… … I don’t deserve to have someone as caring as you to live with me.

  Feeling like she’s nearing the end, Celeste continues on licking and kissing around Bridget’s neck as Bridget went back to brush her mother’s left shoulder before she turned her head enough to where the girls were able to lock lips together in a tearful kiss. The moment their tongues touched each other, Celeste let out a whimpering orgasmic moan as her eyes finally rolled back with arousal once Celeste slammed herself into Bridget and just like that, her cock flooded that pussy with every last drop of Celeste’s thick cum!

  Bridget and Celeste: Mmmpphhh! … Mmmm….!

  Celeste’s left hand would travel itself down to touch and grope Bridget’s butt, where Celeste would tilt herself and her daughter slightly to the left while they locked their lips together. With her hips beginning to slow down, Celeste’s arousal mind had been fulfilled to where the guilty conscious started kicking back in. When she parted her lips gently, Celeste tried to stare at Bridget before the waterworks came back and started raining tears onto Bridget’s face as Celeste kept on slamming her hips while brushing Bridget’s dark brown hair. Celeste planted one last motherly kiss as a way to calm herself down before she worked up the courage to speak to her daughter again.

  Celeste: *smooch* … I’m sorry, Bridget… … I’m sorry to have to get wrapped up in my affairs…

  Celeste didn’t need to say anymore, she gave Bridget’s lips another soft kiss before resting her head onto Bridget’s right shoulder, where after one last push, Celeste finally gave her own hips a rest.

  Celeste: Ooohhh… *Heavy panting*

  It was all over, Celeste finally caved in and treated Bridget just like she treats any other women Celeste has ever met. The heavy and red-filled eyes show a woman that now has to carry the heavy weight knowing what transpired in this basement, and that this whole moment is going to change how Celeste views Bridget from here on out. As Celeste continues brushing Bridget’s dark brown hair, she looks from the corner of her left eye to see Bridget moving her right arm to try and wrap it around Celeste’s back as if she’s trying to hug her. Bridget’s voice became very weak, so she’s not sure if Celeste heard Bridget whispering…

  Bridget: It’s okay, mom…

  But whether Celeste heard it or not, she moved her left hand away from Bridget’s butt and up towards Bridget’s right hip as Celeste plants one last soft kiss to the right side of Bridget’s neck as her voice also becomes weak when Celeste tries whispering…

  Celeste: I’m sorry…

  To Bridget. The girls were too heartbroken to even move, so Celeste has decided to just sleep right by her daughter’s side, with her left arm resting on the bed, and her body laying on top of her daughter as both girls have already cried themselves to a bittersweet slumber.