Three little fillies awoke one fine day,
On all of their minds there was one word: play.
The first one, White, left her sister’s boutique.
The next, Yellow, left her family farm.
The last one, Orange, left from Yellow’s barn.

Three little fillies went into the Town.
White then wondered why Orange wore a frown.
Orange was embarrassed and would not talk,
So white asked Yellow why she was upset,
Then Yellow looked around and said, “Not yet.”

Three little fillies came upon a tent,
Orange then turned red, and inside she went.
A sign outside read, “Get your ‘toys’ right here!”
White got excited and moved to go in,
Yellow stopped White with a hoof and a grin.

Two little fillies watched the third come out.
Orange had a bag, bridle, and a pout.
Yellow took the bag, then grinned ear to ear,
“To the Town Square!” Yellow said quite loudly.
Her two friends followed, Orange not proudly.

Three little fillies stood in the Town Square.
Orange, on the fountain, attracted stares.
“Head down, butt up,” Yellow said to Orange.
Orange did so, much to White’s confusion,
Who thought her friends had some strange collusion.

Three little fillies gathered a large crowd.
Orange, in kinky gear, had her head bowed.
Yellow raised a hoof, then brought it down hard.
Orange yelped through the bit, her left cheek raw.
Her friend’s butt red, Yellow shouted “Yee-haw!”

Two little fillies performed some lewd acts,
With vigor, Yellow assaulted that ass.
Yellow searched the bag and pulled out a toy.
The toy was thick, lengthy, studded, and black.
With a sob, Orange’s front legs went slack.

One little filly looked on in horror.
Yellow put lube on the monstrous borer,
Orange’s back legs began to shiver.
The bit was bitten in pain and pleasure,
The dildo buried real deep like treasure.

One little filly came right on the spot,
Yellow was proud of the toy she had bought.
Orange, fully spent, collapsed to the ground.
White asked Yellow, “What the heck was that for?!”
“Was a shit lover, I made her a whore.”

Two little fillies had tried to make love,
Which was a thing Orange knew nothing of.
She sucked in the sack, and not the good kind,
Yellow got mad, called Orange a wuss
‘Cause Orange refused to eat out her puss.

By: MonolithiuM