Name: Frosse 2010-03-16 16:33
This is a fanfic that I wrote during dinner. I do not own My Little Pony - I think Hasbro owns that or something - so please don't sue.
Young Hannah was your average horse girl: Every morning she would visit her favourite pony Snowflake in the stables. Despite the name, he was brown - not white like other snowflakes. After giving Snowflake his breakfast, and cleaning his stable - he had made quite a mess during the night - it was time to take him out for some exercise, so she strapped the harness and sulky on him and off they went. It was a fine winter morning, the sun was shining, and the forest trail was smooth. Snowflake liked the weather too, and seemed to generally be in a good mood. Hannah felt a breese on her face as the horse farted, and stopped the pony so that it could poo. She watched as the tail lifted, baring the huge sphincter that soon opened, filling her vision with a thick stream of darkbrown poo. Hannah watched bedazzled, as a curious tingling sensation inside her started to build. She had to know who it felt, so she stretched out her hand. The poo felt warm and heavy - precisely as he imagined it would be. It was as if Snowflake was inviting her.
"Oh, Snowflake.", Hannah sighed. "I need to know just how deep our love goes."
She eagerly took off her helmet, stood up, and let her hand dig its way inside Snowflakes huge rectum. "I'm still young and small, you know.", she said, fitting her other arm into Snowflakes lovehole. As she stretched, Snowflake opened up to her, pooing even more than before. She had to dig her way in, and that she did. It was magical world inside, filled with brown pooey chocolate, as Hannah crawled her way inside. Deeper and deeper she went, as the poo became lighter and lighter, and more liquid. Overjoyed, and possessed with a delight that she had never felt before, she had to find out the source of Snowflakes love, and there it was: Snowflakes colon ended in another sphincter, connected directly to his stomach, and there Hannah nestled, feeling the embrace of her favourite pony. Suddenly that sphincter opened too, to shower her with the newly digested breakfast that she had given her. Sucking it, she felt like she knew what her own love tasted like. This was truly heaven.