Stocking had eaten a few already, with her eventually turning her full attention to Applejack.
" My name is Stocking, Stocking Anarchy. "
She assumed that the mare wanted to know her, given how close she was getting.
" Lost? I was enjoying my nice time before I would take a hot shower soon. Much better than dealing with my annoying ass sister who is loud all the time. "
She couldn't help but occasionally gaze, watching how Applejack got closer. Still to busy with the stuff on the plate.
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"Now that 'ah got a good look at you, ya' surely aren't any kind of pony I've seen either. . ."
Applejack stated, rubbing at the underside of her chin.
"You got lost or somethin? Given, ya know. . . the lack of clothing you got goin' on."
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Dude this new UI sucks
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Dude this new UI sucks
Twitter mobile actually makes me wanna lose my mind EVERYTHING IS IN THE WORST PLACES IMAGINABLE I CAN BARELY NAVIGATE AAGGGGGGHGHHHHHHH
@SECONDBESTIDOL She felt that large tongue moving around, she really couldn't get over it. Making Stocking gag and choke on it a bit, this was quite a massive thing she had to endure after all.
She was feeling sweaty, her legs getting a bit weak from this aggression.