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TheGoodShank
>> #69090
Posted on 2015-09-04 02:14:51
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The day had begun as so many others had for Makuru. Business was slow for the potion maker outside of hayfever season and so he’d taken to experimenting with some of his more exotic ingredients. Today’s new recipe used pollen from a rare desert flower, the Princess Plume, known for its aphrodisiac properties. He figured he could refine it into a potion that could help those stallions who – achem – weren’t quite up to the task of pleasing their lovers all night.

The stud had just put the first draft of the elixir on the heat to simmer when he heard the creaking hinges of his shop’s door open. Imagine his surprise to see that the tall mare now examining the bottles and bundles on his shelves was another zebra! His kind was a rare sight in Equestria, to say the least. It didn’t take long to realize that her interest in his shop was academic, for she was a healer curious about the nature of his alchemy, and he was happy to find somepony with whom to discuss the finer applications of neverroot and shyblossom.

The potion continued to boil.

Makuru wasn’t sure when his mind began to wander. He was sure that he’d been discussing how to extract and use the cold resistance of crystalberries but all his memories of the encounter were of the mare’s ample bosom and wide hips. He remembered taking a deep breath to clear his head and smelling sweet smoke and heady musk. He must have invited her behind the counter at some point to show her his potion-making equipment, because he couldn’t imagine any other reason she would be so close to him. He looked up at the tall mare, her features framed by a pink haze, and… and…

Oh, right, now he remembered. The aphrodisiac had boiled away and started to burn, flooding the potion shop with sweet-smelling pink smoke. He’d opened his mouth to warn the mare but had found it incredibly difficult to get the words out with his lips pressed hungrily to hers and their tongues entwined. He’d grabbed for her arm to guide her away from the smoking cauldron but somehow missed and grabbed her shirt instead, tearing it open to reveal a strained bra fighting to keep her heaving bosom contained. He’d tried to push her towards the door but only managed to bend her over the counter with the motion. He recalled her own hands fumbling with something out of his sight, a sudden chill below his waist and then a wet, wonderful warmth that overwhelmed his mind with pleasure.

Somewhere in the back of his mind the potion maker made a mental note to use less Princess Plume in the next batch.


NotFromOz
>> #69202
Posted on 2015-09-05 01:56:51
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The story makes it. XD Well done.

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