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You can take the gun-toting patriotic sexy big titty blonde cowgirl out of Texas, but you can't take Texas out of the Big titty blonde gun-toting patriotic sexy cowgirl… Sure, living in Gotham did present an opportunity to fire a gun, but sometimes it's not about rootin and tootin… in other words, sometimes she just wanted to go for a ride on four legs rather than four tires.
And there was a rather lucrative horse business in Gotham. There had to be: horse races, Gotham Heights equestrians, aged cowboys… It wouldn't be a surprise to know that every house in Gotham Heights had a horse stabled at some ranch or another. And there were a handful of Superbabes fans happy to let her ride their horse… and not all of them would ask her to ride them first, or after.
She still might, but it wasn't part of the arrangement.
Today she was riding Greg's horse. Of 'Hi! I'm Greg' Fame. A beautiful Chestnut colored Clydesdale named Princess, that originally belonged to his scumbag uncle Warren Lawford. Greg didn't know how to ride himself and didn't have a particular interest in learning, even if it was just to watch her jiggle around…
In a white buttoned-up shirt, a patriotic cowgirl hat, jean shorts, and matching boots, she rode Princess down the horse trail. Her chest bounced up and down in her tight dress as Princess trotted along. Supergirl (II) rubbed Princess's neck, and she whinnied happily.
"Been a while for you, huh? Been a while for me too." She said, her legs squeezing around Princess's saddle. She knew a show pony when she had one between her thighs, and Princess was a show pony. Bred to be pretty and trot around… Different from Workhorses, racehorses, stunt horses… "Want to run? WHOOO!!"
Princess took off down the path as the Royal Cheval ranch came into view. A damn good piece of farmland on the border of Gotham, so close to it that part of the ranch was actually in another state. She didn't really know much about the ranch's personal history, but the woman currently in charge of it knew what she was doing.
Avril-Jasmine Cheval aka 'AJ' Cheval, ran a tight ship when it came to horses and the land. Rich Gotham folks paid her to care, train, and stable their horses, and she makes a tidy profit. Supergirl rode Princess right into the stable as the tall, strapping woman herself hauled bales of hay in both hands like they weighed nothing. "Whoa nelly!" she shouted, shifting her exceptionally muscular bodyweight aside as Supergirl passed her, riding Princess into her stable, before easily dismounting.
"Sorry about that, AJ. She wanted to run."
AJ was a towering 6'10. Wearing a button-up farmer girl shirt with most of the buttons undone, showing off her powerful arms, muscular body, and bulging breasts. She had a skinny waist, a shapely ass, and thighs that could crush several watermelons between them… wearing a Stetson, jeans, and cowgirl boats completing her farm girl chic style. Her long, hay yellow hair and blue eyes only enhanced her potential as a Superbabe.
"Oh yeah, SHE wanted to run," AJ replied, tossing the bales of hay aside. "Come on, sugar, who are you foolin'?" No long holding hay, she rolled her arms, as if they were stiff, and since they looked to be made of corded steel, it was possible. "Well, no harm done. Try not to cause a stampede next time, alright?" She then looked around. "…Dagnabbit, where in tarnation are those damn stable hands I just hired?!" she said as Supergirl looked around herself. "Rassa' 'frassin sons of guns…"
Supergirl had to admit that AJ was REALLY fun to listen to. "Good ranch hands are hard to find. My daddy usually threatens to shoot them twice a day." AJ sighed.
"I told those two lazy bums to stack bags of oats right here!" she pointed to an empty spot on the floor, distinctly absent of oat bags. "We got horses to feed! Do I have to do everything mah-self?!" she asked indignantly as Supergirl chuckled.
"My daddy says the same thing." But she brushed down Princess, who affectionately nibbled her hair. "Tell you what, once I finish rubbing Princess down, I'll help you."
"I appreciate it, sugar." AJ said, "I'll give you a hand to speed this up." She said before helping the off-duty Superbabe, but on duty, sexy cowgirl with her substitute horse. "Got to say I was a little worried Princess wouldn't get out more often. Ever since her former owner was arrested, she's been a might jittery."
"Yeah, I definitely felt that taking her out on the trail," Supergirl said, taking the gentle shower wand in the stall, and started hosing down Princess as she whinnied again appreciatively and started chewing on Supergirl's hair again.
"Honestly, it's a good thing you started showing up. I was afraid she'd been abandoned." AJ noted sadly. "I mean, we still get a stipend to stable her here, but just because she's stabled here doesn't mean she's emotionally cared for."
"Well, Greg isn't really a riding sort of guy." Supergirl replied, "…Well, not horses…" she added as AJ scoffed. "…Maybe horses." She thought, she didn't really know Greg's kinks… apart from big tits, apparently.
"Oh, don't get me started." Groaned AJ exasperatedly, shaking her beautiful blonde-haired head as Supergirl sensed a story.
"… A lot of horse fetishists showing up at the ranch?"
"Not in so many words." Mumbled AJ, still sighing disappointedly. Supergirl was only making a joke; if she had a guess, people were coming from miles around to check out the muscle farm girl mommy rather than whatever horse fetish they have. Suddenly, there was a loud bang at the far end of the stable as AJ sighed. Speaking off. Sparkle, I know you're hungry!" she said, rolling her eyes as Supergirl laughed. She rolled her pretty blues and said disappointedly. "Family."
"You're related to a horse?" Supergirl joked, but before she could follow up with 'she knows a few guys who might be', she was interrupted by AJ, who didn't hear it as a joke but a legitimate question.
"No. Sparkle belongs to my city girl cousin." AJ replied, "And she gets a little cranky if she's not around for a long time."
"Then I guess we'd better go get those oats then." Said Supergirl as AJ finished wiping down Princess with her before stepping out of the stable with Supergirl as they locked her gate and strutted away.
"I really appreciate the help," AJ said, opening a storage shed and easily hauling bags onto one shoulder, two bags, and a third under her arm.
"Geez girl." Supergirl was less 'built' than AJ and only managed one bag of oats comfortably, following her out. "You know they have these things called CARTS.
"I like the exercise," AJ said with a smile. "You do too, from the look of it."
"Hmmn?" The bags of oats dropped into a pile in front of a rather magnificent white and brown spotted mustang. "Oh…" she laughed, "No, I have to work out for my job."
"And what's that?" AJ asked curiously.
"Superbabes," Supergirl replied casually as AJ frowned.
"…That skin restaurant? You have to work out for that?"
"You think I naturally look this good?" Supergirl replied confidently, "Nuh-huh. This is an effort." AJ rolled her eyes.
"Well, if you want a job around horses, I'm going to have a couple of openings soon." She said ominously, grabbing a bag of oats and ripping it open easily before starting to feed the horses, starting with Sparkle.
"Look, I love horses, and I miss the farm back in Texas." Supergirl smiled, "…But I don't miss it that much. Once in a while is enough for me, and you'd be amazed at the generous benefits I get." Granted, most of it comes with fucking for money, but hey, she could probably buy Princess from Greg with what she gets… market price.
Empty bags of oats later, there was a loud BANG. As Sparkle, the first fed and to finish her meal, kicked the door of her stable. "Alright, alright. Tarnation." AJ sighed, grabbing a saddle. "I got to take this ornery girl for a ride before she breaks down the stall."
"Then I'll probably see you next time," Supergirl said as she helped AJ strap on Sparkle's saddle, and the farm girl mounted the horse. AJ winked down at her before trotting out of the stables on Sparkle, who appeared to be far less ornery with AJ on her back… probably because if she acted up, those steel-corded muscles could probably knock her off her four legs.
Supergirl watched the two ride away before stretching, arching her back as her breasts wobbled. "Alright, I guess I'll head off then…" she said before strutting past an empty stable when she heard.
"Is she gone?" Supergirl paused and leaned back to look into the stable with a massive pile of hay in the corner… and judging from the lack of horse shit, it wasn't currently used for a horse. Then a rather young head stuck through the hay, his hair a match for it. Stringy and yellow.
"I take it you're one of the guys now out of a job?" Supergirl replied as she leaned against the entry of the stall, her big double Ds lifted as she crossed her arms under them with a smirk on her sexy lips. "Yeah, she's gone, and I figure you got about an hour to run for it. Knock on wood." She rapped her knuckles on the wooden frame of the wall.
Time: 3:03 PM. Place: Royal Cheval Ranch (Stall #7)
"Though I recommend you leave an 'I quit' note first." She added as another head popped out of the large pile of hay.
"Shit. She's that mad?" This one looked older and with more of a Latino descent but with distinctly Asian features… she was briefly reminded of Yaya's brother Eddie, but this guy was bulkier and darker-skinned as he got out of the hay with his recently, probably, fired compatriot.
"Carl, you heard her, man, she's pissed."
"What? We were on break." Carl replied, "Besides Mack, I heard something far more interesting. He grabbed his belt buckle and grinned down at Supergirl. He had nearly a foot of height on her, plus they were bulky farm hands, allegedly, so they had some muscle to back up their rugged styles of wannabe cowboys they got going on. "You're a superbabe?" Supergirl's eyebrow rose under her hat like it was about to be high noon somewhere.
"Eyup." She replied, "What about it?" she said, though she had a pretty good idea.
"Is it true what they say about the delivery girls?" he asked lecherously as Supergirl rolled her eyes at her 'idea' being correct.
"Mostly…" she stepped into the stall and pushing out her chest, "Why?"
"Fuck Carl." Groaned Mack, clearly seeing where this was going as Carl laughed.
"That's the idea!" he said as Supergirl eyed him rather tiredly, but after a moment of contemplative silence and an unreadable look on her beautiful face. She held her hand out, palm up. He had the audacity to look confused… but perhaps he was actually more surprised.
"What? You think I'd just drop my jeans and suck you right here for nothing?" she said casually, "Time is money, and you need to pay for mine. And I'm NOT cheap." She added with a seductive whisper as Mack blinked.
"…wait, seriously?"
"Pay up or shut up," Supergirl replied sassily, with a smirk on her lips. She then pulled her hand down and grabbed her big double Ds, squeezing them in her partially unbuttoned shirt as she pushed them together, gazing at the rugged if not lazy farmhands as they stared into her moving, jiggling cleavage. "Like I said. Time is money."
"…She's serious?" said Mack as Carl stared into her cleavage before patting his jeans for his wallet, pulling out a few bills, and that made her scoff. It was barely a hundred total.
"Are you serious?" she chuckled, "That's not even enough to take my clothes off." She said as Carl grumbled softly. "…Maybe a button." She then flicked one of them with her fingers and unbuttoned her shirt just a little more.
"I can get more." He said after a second, as she chuckled again, Mack grumbling.
"Not if we just lost our jobs. But he stared at Supergirl as she turned her attention on him, holding out her hand.
"Well, how about you, cowboy. Got anything for me? Maybe you'll have enough that I'll take my top off." She said, squeezing her double ds together as she smirked at the younger guy. Carl slapped his arm, knocking Mack out of his titty-induced trance.
"Don't ruin this man!" he whispered as Mack seemed both torn and interested, reaching into his pocket and producing a wallet. Pulling out around 300 bucks! "Hold on, you just walk around with 300 bucks in your wallet?!" he said scathingly, but Mack shrugged.
"I was going to hit a casino after work." He said sheepishly as Carl frowned at him.
"We need to talk about your life choices, amigo."
"Oh, like you're one to talk, Mister 'Hey, you have sex for money riiiiiiight." His brain, however, shut down as Supergirl unbuttoned her last buttons and pulled her shirt open rather dramatically, her big, firm double Ds bouncing free and in full view. She smirked as they stared at her big breasts and peeled off her button shirt like a jacket before putting one hand on her hip and spinning the shirt in the air over her head like a lasso before throwing it, accurately, onto the stall gate.
"MMn…" she put her hands on the back of her head, shaking her torso and giggling as her breasts bounced about. Lowering her hands down her chest, over her big double Ds, then lifted them up and down, the weight of them obvious as the farmhands stared. She slid her hands down her hips, hooking her thumbs into her tight jean shorts. She somehow managed to squeeze her thumbs into the waistline and unbuttoned the front. Before pushing it down, peeling it down her legs to the floor. Standing in tight black underwear, she tossed her underwear onto her shirt.
She swayed her hips, rolling them towards them, worming her body before shaking them side to side with a hand on her cowgirl hat. Swinging her hips side to side elaborately before swirling them around and around, shaking her ass for the farm hands, before her tits once again came into view. She kept dancing for them, turning around, she rested her hands on the bars of the stall door, swinging and gyrating her hips behind her as her heavy tits rested on the cool bar. Of course, she wasn't that much of a stripper, but singing a song to herself helped.
I'm goin' out tonight, I'm feelin' alright
Gonna let it all hang out
Wanna make some noise, really raise my voice
Yeah, I wanna scream and shout, uh
No inhibitions, make no conditions
Get a little outta line
I ain't gonna act politically correct
I only wanna have a good time
Hands on the top of the bar of the gate, she rolled her hips towards it. "Mmm… Feel like a woman…"
"What?" asked Mack as her sensual gyrations steadily slowed, and she turned back around once she finished her little show.
"Nothing." She said with a smile, "Alright, boys. That's all you get."
"That's what-Come on, that's not…" Carl replied, trying to find his words, but with his erection uncomfortably grinding against his jeans and her big tits exposed, his brain wasn't making decent sentences.
"Boys, I am not a cheap street walker, I am a SUPERBABE." Not to mention high-priced escort DD Dallas… she was honestly, respectfully, slumming it right now. "You get a show with what you gave me. If you had more… well…" she rubbed Carl's bulge as he groaned, "…Let's just say I can be generous to."
Mack and Carl froze as her hands rubbed their bulges, her smile stretching across her red lips. Then Carl suddenly groaned before raising his right leg and taking off his boot. Supergirl raised an eyebrow as he reached in and pulled out a 100 dollars from his boot.
"What the hell?" Mack grumbled as Carl waved a hand.
"This is Gotham! You've got to hide your cash!" he said as Supergirl plucked it from his fingers and slipped it into her cowgirl boots with the rest of her earnings. Before squatting down on her heels.
"You've got to hide your cash, Mack." She said, rubbing at Carl's crotch, "I think you've given me enough for a show AND a little extra." She said, before finding his zipper with her teeth and pulling it slowly down, opening his zipper and slipping her hands into his pants, before removing his rigid 8-inch dick from his pants as she stroked him, extending her tongue, it danced under his shaft, sliding up his cock as she wrapped her lips around the tip and slurped. "Oh fuck…"
"Mmng…" her lips around his tip, her tongue slithered around his glans as she gazed up at him under her patriotic cowgirl hat. "Mmnh-mmhn…" her head sliding tantalizingly down his brown dick as it twitched in her mouth, pre-cum already oozing as his hands rested on her shoulders, but she knocked them away. The statement was clear, 'no touching' she slid her lips down, and up again, slowly sucking his cock as she squatted on her cowgirl boots, one of which was filled with money… "Mmgh! Mmn…" saliva dripped off of Carl's cock as her lips slid rapidly up and down, her big double ds splattering with spit.
"Oh fuck…" groaned Carl, putting his hands on his head as Supergirl kept sucking, faster and faster.
"Mmn. Mmn… mmnnn…" she slurped, loudly, still drooling down his shaft, pulling away with a loud, wet pop as it flicked from her lips, her hand grabbing onto it and stroking it slowly, pinching it between her index and thumb as she smiled prettily up at him, her lips centimeters away from his pre-cum oozing tip. "Gonna cum cowboy?" she grinned knowingly, feeling him throbbing as he practically tore his hair out, bucking his hips towards her as she chuckled, turning her head to the side of his shaft, sliding her lips up and down like a harmonica, before feeling him throbbing, then shooting a huge load behind her. "Mmngh!"
"Oooh FUCK…" Carl groaned as he nutted across the stalls. She laughed, gripping and jerking it as he sighed. "Oooh…" she flicked his cock as it limply dangled out of his pants before she smirked, turning her attention to Mack.
"Alright, Mack. Your turn." She said, standing up and strutting towards him as he gazed at her bouncing breasts, her hand sliding to his jeans, unzipping. "Oh fuck." She hissed softly as her hand reached in and caressed a thick, throbbing 10-inch meat pole, pulling his uncut cock out of his pants as it rose, her hand gripping his impressive girth as she gazed at it. "…You're a Big Mack, aren't you?" She stroked him slowly before squatting down. "Since you're paying for most of this, you get special treatment!" She then cupped her big, bouncing Double Ds and wrapped them firmly around his big, throbbing dick. "MMnn…" moaning softly as she squeezed him between her tits.
"Oh my god…" he sighed, leaning on the wall of the horse stall as Carl watched him get a titjob from the busty blonde cowgirl.
"MMn-hmmn…" she wrapped her lips around his tip, sliding her chest up and down his cock as she gazed up at him, "MMmn! Mmn…" her head and tits moving up and down as Big Mack shivered, his pre-cum oozing on her rapidly working tongue as she slurped. "Mmng-mmn! AH!" she pulled away, licking her lips as her tits continued to work his shaft. "Come on now… Oooh… that's a good boy." She purred in her Texas drawl. "Bet you wanna just buck away at me, huh?" his hips pushing between her big double Ds as she grinned up at him. "Come on now. Let's squeeze it all out…"
She licked her lips, then his quivering knob as he moaned, rolling his head back.
"Fuck oh fuck! OOoh!" Supergirl squeezed him, but with a slight twist of her torso, "UUugh!!!" his cock spurted his hot wad all over the stall like a stud horse.
"OOoh!! Oooh hooo…" she giggled, still moving her tits slowly up and down before releasing his shaft. Gripping it tightly, she stroked the rest out onto the floor with a smile. "There you go." She stood up.
"Oh come on…" Carl said with an erection as she blinked at him. "Look at this."
"I told you." She said with a smirk, "You paid for a strip." She counted on her hand, "And I sucked you both off." She said, tapping another finger. "Unless you got another few hundred bucks in your pockets, boys, that's all you're getting."
"Oh well, in that case." They all jumped as, to everyone INCLUDING Supergirl's surprised. Cowgirl Celestia D'Whorse stood outside the stall… How they missed ANOTHER sexy dressed cowgirl, with rainbow hair, they'll never know. "I can cover them." She said, reaching into her skimpy jeans under her chaps and extracting a couple of hundreds. "Come on, give them a roll in the hay!"
"…What the hell are you doing here?" Supergirl asked indignantly, but also didn't stop herself from taking Celestia's money.
"Duh. Horses." She said with a smile as Supergirl slipped out of her underwear and put the extra cash in her boot. Before resting her hands on the bar of the gate, right in front of Tia, she stuck her hard riding backside out behind her to Carl and Mack.
"Somehow not surprised," Supergirl said, completely surprised as she shook her ass behind her. "Well, boys. She paid for your time…" she said as Carl rushed up behind her and slid himself right in. "UGH…" Supergirl moaned as Celestia D'Whorse smiled at the beautiful blonde as Carl gripped her waist and began furiously riding her. "Ugh! Ah! Ah!!" gasping softly as she gripped the bars of the gate. Her tits bounced back and forth as Carl moaned.
"Fuck this is good pussy!" he said, slamming into her, grinding his cock against her ass as she moaned softly, throwing her hips back against him. The gate rattled as they rocked back and forth together, wildly thrusting and bouncing as Tia watched with a grin on her face as Carl kept swinging his hips against Supergirl's body, his hands sliding up to her breasts and squeezing. "Oh shit…" he gasped, speeding up against her body as she moaned louder, bending her head over the gate, her hat falling off into Tia's hand, and putting back on her blonde hair as Carl howled loudly. "OOOH FUCK!!" he pulled his cock out of her body, resting it between her ass cheeks and shooting it out all over her back as she moaned.
"Haah…" she shook her ass behind her as Carl stepped back, catching his breath. "Alright, Big Mack, your turn."
"Ha-ha! Big Mack!" giggled Tia as Mack rushed up behind Supergirl as she rolled her hips sensually back and forth, sliding on his cock before he slid into her.
"UUUGH! FUCK that's a big dick…" she moaned as Big Mack bucked his hips into her. "Ugh! Ooh! Aaah…" bending over, she pushed herself back into the stall, holding tightly to the gate as it rattled. "Fu-FUUCK…" she shivered, as Big Mack gragged her thighs and pulled her back into his thrusts. "Ugh! Oooh… fuck…"
"Ride em cowgirl!" teased Tia with a smile as Supergirl managed to raise a middle finger at her and moan.
"Ooooh! Fuuuck…" she gasped, Big Mack, pounding her faster and faster as his cock vibrated in her body, pulsating against her inner walls as he sped up. "Fuck! Fuck! OOOOH!!" he buried his cock into her squirming body. "Uuugh!" before ripping out of her and spraying his load all over her ass cheeks and down her thighs as she shivered. "Mmmn… FUCK…" she cooed softly, shaking in orgasm as she arched her back. "oooh… Made such a mess…" she said, standing up, cum all over her back, ass, and legs as Carl laughed tiredly.
"Man, I can't remember the last time I came that hard… let's go again."
"What in the SAM HELL is going on here!?"
"OH FUCK!!" Carl and Big Mack gasped together as AJ rode back into the stables like Sparkle was trying to outrun a tornado.
"Why are you nekid?! WHY ARE THEY Nekid?!" AJ slipped off Sparkle and kicked open the gate furiously.
"They're not naked." Tia said accurately, "Their cocks are out, but they're not naked."
"TIA, I do not want to hear it from you!" AJ snapped, "And you two!" she roared at Big Mack and Carl, "Get your lazy bone backsides off my land before I lasso you and drag you out of here!!" she snarled as Big Mack and Carl awkwardly ran out of the stables, cocks flopping in the breeze as they ran for it. "Tia, what did you do!? I told you NO HAY ROLLING DURING BUSINESS HOURS!" she snapped angrily before glaring at Supergirl, who casually turned on the shower and started rinsing off the cum on her back. "And YOU!? What in tarnation possessed you to get naked in MAH stable?!"
"…They paid me," Supergirl said casually as AJ looked absolutely flabbergasted. "Well… they paid me and-" she was about to say that 'Tia helped', but seeing the look of concern on the Pornstar's usually cheery face made Supergirl hesitate. "I couldn't resist." She finished as AJ groaned.
"Gor-rammit Tia."
"What?" Tia replied as AJ rubbed her face. "I just got here!" she said as Supergirl continued her impromptu cold shower. Sparkle absently nibbling on Tia's rainbow hair. "Oh, hello Sparkle! I missed you! Kisses!" Tia giggled as AJ glowered at her, the horse licking Tia's face.
"Somehow this is your fault," AJ said as Supergirl turned the shower off, declaring herself clean… mostly. She was going to need a proper shower before her work tonight.
"Well, that's simply untrue, and I think you're biased, "AJ"."
"Don't call me "AJ", Tia." The buxom farmgirl blushed a little. "And I'm warning you! One more impromptu sex session on the farm and I'm calling Aunt Emma!"
"Oh, low blow, AJ. LOW. BLOW." Tia replied as Supergirl watched the two curiously, putting her clothes back on.
"Aunt Emma?" she asked curiously as Tia replied conversationally.
"Well, her name is Emmanuelle. But AJ calls her Aunt Emma… I call her Mom." Tia replied as Supergirl paused, before looking between them.
"…Noooo." She said, suddenly realizing the connection with a smile.
"Tina Williams. Meet my Cousin, Tia Cheval…" AJ said exasperatedly, waving a disinterested hand at Celestia.
"Celestia D'Whorse," Tia replied with a smile as AJ scowled at her.
"I ain't calling you that."
"Mmn." Tia rolled her eyes as AJ sighed.
"No hay rolling in the stables!" she suddenly shouted before angrily stomping away. "Don't let me catch you doing it again! I'm running a respectable business here, and I don't need any hanky panky!" she marched away, "Tia take care of yer darn horse!"
"Alright!" Tia waved as Sparkle nibbled her hair affectionately. "Isn't she cute?" she grinned, jerking her thumb after her cousin as Tina chuckled.
"…Not the word I'd use."
"Oh yeah. No kidding." Tia replied with a fond smile. "Sometimes I wish we were kissin cousins."
"Ew," Tina replied as Tia replied indignantly.
"I SAID sometimes!" she said, "By the way, while I have you. Pippy and I were going to do some, shall we say, farm girl scenes?" She mounted Sparkle with surprising grace and practiced skill. "We were wondering if you might want to help make them 'authentic'."
"…Authentic how?" Tina asked, as Tia smiled.
"The usual way! Just you being you. We were going to film them here… and-"
"Didn't your cousin JUST say no hanky panky?" Tina asked as Tia shrugged.
"Yeah. She also said 'don't let me catch you." She winked at Tina, "…And I can call Uncle Lucian as much as she can call my mom." She winked at Tina again with a smirk, trotting away on Sparkle. "Well, I was going to ask Orders anyway, but I just wanted to give you an official offer!" she cheered, "Cows, Cowgirls, and piggies!" she cheered, before suddenly galloping away.
Tina slipped her thumbs into her pockets, watching Tia go. "…Not the craziest Horse family I know." She said, before grumbling softly. "…Still damn sticky…" Walking away to her car… with a boot full of cash.
Orders would be proud… and demand a cut.
End
Tia's Cousin Avril Jasmine "AJ" Cheval everybody. Who I have admittedly had in my brain for awhile at least in the planning stages. And yes, this chapter was mostly one big My Small Horsie joke... anyway, due to the absurd amount of blondes I've broken up my 'who to do next list' up a little, putting a girl here or there. Next up is Daphne.