I sat on our couch, Babs splayed over my lap. She was belly up, tight muscles showing slight lines through her coat. I looked over at her back legs, hanging limply on the edge of the couch. "Babs...."

"Sup? How's the nose?" She looked up from her edge of the couch.

I grumbled to myself. "It's fine." I rubbed it and checked for blood. Without anymore damage, I jumped back to what was truly up. "I wanna fuck your hooves." I set my hand against her tight belly. "...You know, a few years ago if you told me I'd be into hooves, I would have called you an idiot."

Babs frowned hard. "York...why?"

I looked over at her back legs and moved my hand around the back of her legs. "I don't know.... They're soft, but your legs are so strong and--" I felt my cock squash itself against Babs' back. "Look, I don't know!" I rubbed her stomach, fingers running over the dense muscles just beyond her skin. "Babs! I want to fuck your hooves. I don't know why! I just know!" I growled loudly. "I want to put my dick on your hooves, between your hooves, I don't even know! I want to cum on your hooves, I just-- I don't know why!"

Babs face was a bit pink, her mane laid out over the couch. "Alright...."

I sighed softly and put my hand back on her stomach. "No, not alright! Your hooves give me a boner!" I looked over at her, locking eyes. "Your hooves shouldn't give me a boner!"

Babs shrugged. "I'm not doing anything."

I shook my head. "No I mean like-- You're built like a tank, I've seen you kick a griffon so hard you knocked his ass out! You can carry me on your back like I'm a feather! You've pinned me with your hips and used me like a dildo! I should want to fuck your everything else, not your god damn hooves." I held my hands upward. "I don't like that I like hooves god damn it!"

Babs looked over at the TV. "This a new thing?"

I sighed slightly. "You started wearing socks when it snowed and-- Look...I had a thought about cumming in your socks and making you wear them...." I rubbed my cheeks. "I've been trying not to say anything, but seriously, I want to cum on your hooves. I want to put your back hooves together and slam my cock between them!" I leaned down towards her. "I...like...your...hooves. I don't understand."

Babs stretched her back legs. "Alright...do it."

I felt my eyes open wide. "What?"

Babs pulled her leg back, facing her hoof up to me. "I got carried away with the cowgirl last week...."

"You almost broke my pelvis Babs." I rubbed my side. Babs had really just shoved me over and rode me until she came, not giving a piss about nearly turning my dick into raw meat. "Seriously...one orgasm is a enough, you don't need to--"

"It was a rough day, alright?" Babs laid her head back. "And I forget you're not as durable."

"Again, you're a boxer, I'm a squishy mortal." I rubbed her belly. "I mean, I don't mind it a little rough, but you gotta warn me beforehand." I scratched my ear. "I mean, I wasn't super subtle, but I did warn you."

Babs shifted around on my lap. "Well...are you gonna do it?"

I took a deep breath and looked over at her back legs, hanging around her sides as she curled up. "Can I have like.... I need five minutes, and I need you to promise not to hit me after."

Babs' eyes tightened up. "Alright, but--"

I nodded. "No, if you let me do this it has to be unconditional." I rubbed down her stomach, my hands gently passing over her tight stomach and across her teats. "I don't want you freaking out and trying to bash my head open half way through."

Babs looked up at me with an annoyed expression, oddly angered. "York, I'm not gonna bash ya."

I grumbled softly. "I know." I rubbed her teats, the small amount of squishy flesh pleasing when compared to her otherwise rock hard body. "At least intentionally."

Babs laid her head back down. "So, you gonna tell me your plan?"

I licked my lips. "If you let me do my thing?"

"Yeah."

"Well first off, what do you get out of this?" I turned to face her.

Babs smiled softly. "I think we could work something out."

I grumbled softly. "Alright, well, plan is pretty simple." I squeezed her thigh, my hands warm between her leg and stomach. "I put you in those stockings that leave your hooves open, I put lotion on said hooves, then...I don't know, probably dick stuff." I took a deep breath and stared ahead. "Probably lots of dick stuff...and cum." I squeezed the warm mare parts beneath my hands. "Fucking your hooves...fucking your stockings, sliding myself across your legs and cumming in your stockings...." I could hear my breathing. I turned to her, Babs' face twisted up in a nervous smile. "If I could keep it up long enough I've wanted to try something with your tail."

"What?"

I leaned over towards Babs' ear. "If I can, I'm going to put my dick against the very base of your tail, and cum all over your dock and that tight little asshole."

Babs ears turned red at the tips. "Uh...damn?"

I nodded. "I know right? Seriously...I don't know what's up with today, just really fucking horny." I scratched my head. "Like you in heat, except maybe not as rough." I looked down at me and the mare in my lap, my skinny body had somehow weathered having Babs slam herself down upon me. "I could try and be rough, still be like a light petting for you."

Babs covered her mouth and coughed into her hoof. "So uh...that's what you're gonna do?"

I sighed softly. "Probably most of it. I don't know, it's kinda like being hungry."

Babs cocked her head. "Huh?"

I held my hand up and went slack at the wrist. "Like when you're hungry, everything sounds delicious. Right now I'm really fucking horny, so everything sounds like it would get me off pretty hard." I rubbed Babs stomach. "Fucking-- my brain is full of horse pussy and hooves." I looked up at the ceiling. "See, it still feels like super gross thinking about you as a pony, but I just don't fucking care." I scratched my head. "Jesus-- Can we fuck?" I looked down at her. "You can feel my dick on your back, right? Because I either have to fuck, or jerk off. If I don't I'm gonna do something stupid."

Babs rolled off my lap and onto her hooves. "Do you just want me ta take care of it? I kinda owe you for helping me last week."

I snorted heartily. "Man...I don't know. And I don't mind, you taste like pumpkin pie." I rubbed my mouth. "You had a girl on girl moment, do mares just taste like that? Or is it like, an interspecies thing--"

"Sweetie Belle tasted like marshmallows and lavender." Babs turned away and flicked her short tail at me.

I crossed my legs, completely crushing my boner as I sat like a girl. "So when is she coming to visit?" I pitched my voice cartoonishly high to make a point. "Maaaaybe soon?"

Babs stretched her bag legs. "Probably. Probably after graduation." She smiled at me. "Maybe you wait in this hoof thing, and we'll do something fun when you're free."

I locked up. "Oh yeah...winter graduation." I scratched my head and Babs tummy. "Hmm, maybe." I shifted around. "Seriously though.... Not really sure I like liking hooves." I felt a pin shoot between my shoulder blades. "Babs...."

"What?"

"Ponysexualization due to a mare that wears my boxers while in heat." I frowned hard. "... Seriously, those stains dont come out, I have to throw them away." I shifted around again. "See, when I cum in my pants, I just wash it out. When you do it, they smell like mare forever."

Babs cocked her head. "Why don't you just give them to me?"

I locked up. "...Uh.... I don't know." I looked down at Babs tight belly. "Probably would have been a good idea." I cleared my throat to sing it. "Probably would have been a good ideaaaa." I whipped my head back. "Bam."

Babs laughed softly. "What?"

"I don't know." I scratched her belly idly. "Is there something you like on me?"

"Probably the dick." Babs nodded stoutly. She smiled at me wide.

I huffed and leaned back into the couch. "You wanna watch TV?"

Babs looked to the window. The blizzard was still puttering along, lighter than before, but just as steady. "I guess, what you wanna watch?"

I grunted and slid out from under her. "Nothing. I just asked." I scooted out from under her and nearly ripped through my pants. "I'm gonna go shower...."

Babs frowned and peeked over the edge of the couch as I walked off. "Um, alright. Watch Sparky's later then."