Braeby never was more literal
Category Artwork (Digital) / Baby fur
Species Horse
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And again I have to write something to this comment:
The door opens and Little Strongheart comes in.
Strongheart: "Hey Breaburn! I wanted... to... know..."
She just stood there with big eyes as she sees her best friend lying there... in a diaper... with a bib... suckle on a pacifier... with a buffalo doll that looks like her in his hooves.
Breaburn stared with shock back at her. He thoguht: "I have forgotten to close the door! She will think I'm some kind of freak! She will hate me! She will..."
His thoughts where interrupted as he feels a pair of hooves wrapped around him in an embrace. It was Little Strongheart. She Embraced him like he was really a foal. His head on her shoulder and with one foreleg she rubbed and patted his back. Hee could feel the tears welling up in his eyes as he started to whimper of embarrassing.
Strongheart smiles and whispers in his ear: "Shh, shh. No need to cry little one. I will take good care of you."
Breaburn lisps through his Pacifier: "F... Fank you..."
Stongheart giggled at this cute voice and says: "That what mummys are here for you silly foal."
In this moment, Breaburns stomach began to grumble.
Strongheart giggled again as she released her big foal and brings him eye to eye with her.
With a caring smile she pets the foals stomach and says: "Sounds like my little foal is hungry. Well, let's get you a nice, fresh bottle of warm milk. And then we can play with your dollys. Would you like this, little Breaby? Would you?"
Breaburn giggled and speaks through his Pacifier: "I... I would like that... mummy..."
The door opens and Little Strongheart comes in.
Strongheart: "Hey Breaburn! I wanted... to... know..."
She just stood there with big eyes as she sees her best friend lying there... in a diaper... with a bib... suckle on a pacifier... with a buffalo doll that looks like her in his hooves.
Breaburn stared with shock back at her. He thoguht: "I have forgotten to close the door! She will think I'm some kind of freak! She will hate me! She will..."
His thoughts where interrupted as he feels a pair of hooves wrapped around him in an embrace. It was Little Strongheart. She Embraced him like he was really a foal. His head on her shoulder and with one foreleg she rubbed and patted his back. Hee could feel the tears welling up in his eyes as he started to whimper of embarrassing.
Strongheart smiles and whispers in his ear: "Shh, shh. No need to cry little one. I will take good care of you."
Breaburn lisps through his Pacifier: "F... Fank you..."
Stongheart giggled at this cute voice and says: "That what mummys are here for you silly foal."
In this moment, Breaburns stomach began to grumble.
Strongheart giggled again as she released her big foal and brings him eye to eye with her.
With a caring smile she pets the foals stomach and says: "Sounds like my little foal is hungry. Well, let's get you a nice, fresh bottle of warm milk. And then we can play with your dollys. Would you like this, little Breaby? Would you?"
Breaburn giggled and speaks through his Pacifier: "I... I would like that... mummy..."
The combination of your Picture and the comment of "FlyingAnimeWolf" got me the inspiration for another little story.
I hope you will like it:
The door opens and Little Strongheart comes in.
Strongheart: "Hey Breaburn! I wanted... to... know..."
She just stood there with big eyes as she sees her best friend lying there... in a diaper... with a bib... suckle on a pacifier... with a buffalo doll that looks like her in his hooves.
Breaburn stared with shock back at her. He thoguht: "I have forgotten to close the door! She will think I'm some kind of freak! She will hate me! She will..."
His thoughts where interrupted as he feels a pair of hooves wrapped around him in an embrace. It was Little Strongheart. She Embraced him like he was really a foal. His head on her shoulder and with one foreleg she rubbed and patted his back. Hee could feel the tears welling up in his eyes as he started to whimper of embarrassing.
Strongheart smiles and whispers in his ear: "Shh, shh. No need to cry little one. I will take good care of you."
Breaburn lisps through his Pacifier: "F... Fank you..."
Stongheart giggled at this cute voice and says: "That what mummys are here for you silly foal."
In this moment, Breaburns stomach began to grumble.
Strongheart giggled again as she released her big foal and brings him eye to eye with her.
With a caring smile she pets the foals stomach and says: "Sounds like my little foal is hungry. Well, let's get you a nice, fresh bottle of warm milk. And then we can play with your dollys. Would you like this, little Breaby? Would you?"
Breaburn giggled and speaks through his Pacifier: "I... I would like that... mummy..."
I hope you will like it:
The door opens and Little Strongheart comes in.
Strongheart: "Hey Breaburn! I wanted... to... know..."
She just stood there with big eyes as she sees her best friend lying there... in a diaper... with a bib... suckle on a pacifier... with a buffalo doll that looks like her in his hooves.
Breaburn stared with shock back at her. He thoguht: "I have forgotten to close the door! She will think I'm some kind of freak! She will hate me! She will..."
His thoughts where interrupted as he feels a pair of hooves wrapped around him in an embrace. It was Little Strongheart. She Embraced him like he was really a foal. His head on her shoulder and with one foreleg she rubbed and patted his back. Hee could feel the tears welling up in his eyes as he started to whimper of embarrassing.
Strongheart smiles and whispers in his ear: "Shh, shh. No need to cry little one. I will take good care of you."
Breaburn lisps through his Pacifier: "F... Fank you..."
Stongheart giggled at this cute voice and says: "That what mummys are here for you silly foal."
In this moment, Breaburns stomach began to grumble.
Strongheart giggled again as she released her big foal and brings him eye to eye with her.
With a caring smile she pets the foals stomach and says: "Sounds like my little foal is hungry. Well, let's get you a nice, fresh bottle of warm milk. And then we can play with your dollys. Would you like this, little Breaby? Would you?"
Breaburn giggled and speaks through his Pacifier: "I... I would like that... mummy..."
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