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Rated: XGC · Interactive · Action/Adventure · #1832685
Pony-girl Fluttershy is lost in the Everfree forest, Where everything wants her for dinner
This choice: RIGHT PATH TO STATUE GARDENS (this one seemed Scratched in...)  •  Go Back...
Chapter #2

To the Statue gardens

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Fluttershy blinked. "Statue Gardens... I didn't know such a place was around here... Maybe they will have a place where I can rest for the night."

She turned right and started walking down the stone path. She eventually came to a place that was well lit with torches and had hundreds of statues everywhere. She smiled for a momment, thinking it looked lovely, But as she got closer she noticed something. Almost all the statues were of pony-girls and boys, like herself, but that wasn't the worrying part. The worrying part was that almost all of them had looks of shock and terror on their faces, some had looks of confusion, as if sculpted while off gaurd, not a single one seemed to hold an elegant pose. Each stood on a pedastel with no discription as to the artist. What frightened her more was that they were all... every single one of them, Nude. She blushed looking around at the pony-girls, they're breasts shown off and even their...ahem... lower parts... (Fluttershy blushed more) Were perfectly sculpted. She couldn't resist and ran a finger in between the legs of one that was in a horrified sculpt, her legs spread and her hands up in front of her face. She was a unicorn.

"Such detail." Fluttershy said She said blushing as she rubbed the statue's pussy for a second. "The artist of these is really good..."

She than turned and covered her eyes immidiatly as she saw a... rather excited looking statue of a pony-boy who was kneeling, a look of pure ecstasy on his face and in the process of beating off his own cock, his hand holding a death grip on his rather well endowed self, looking as if he were on the verge of an organism.. "Oh my! I'm all for the arts and everything... But I certainly don't need to see that..." She said with an amused little chuckle. "Least not right now..." She blushed. She peeked out from under her hands and smiled as she admired it. "The model was certainly... gifted... Unless that's exatrated."

"Oh I can assure you. It's not... care to join him?" A voice behind her said, sending a chill down Fluttershy's spine
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