“Oooh…”
 
Blaze of Glory’s grip tightened, clenching the papers and folders in her hands tighter, nearly to the point of tearing them. “Don’t you have something better to do than stand around and moan, Southern?” she hissed through gritted teeth.
 
“Oh but I can’t help it, Blazy dear,” Southern Comfort replied gaily while he sauntered casually behind her, a pronounced swagger in his gait, “it’s just so hard to help oneself when you’re so generously milky.” The pegasus flashed a broad grin as he put his hands to his chest and squeezed the pair of enormous breasts there, each larger than his head, filling out his shirt so tightly that the pert puffy nipples at their tips bulged through the cloth.
 
The grey unicorn grumbled to herself as she crossed her arms together beneath her bust, moderately ample, more than enough to strain the buttons on her top, but miniscule I comparison. “What kind of world do I live in where a stallion can be more endowed than a mare?”
 
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A classic.
 
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