\n\t\t\t\t\tminila who is @WolfyYukio on inkbunny. Her half can be seen here https://inkbunny.net/s/1540626This story is 5,153 words longs, and it's about the young vulpix farmer growing accustomed to her new life, one day her own heat cycle starts to become unbearable, so she finds a special winged pony to help sooth that heat, and it turns out to be better than expected.
Minila’s Pony
By Typhlosionboy
It had been a few weeks since her newest capture, yet probably her most unusual one as well. The young vulpix morph was building up her farm, and she had been working on it for years. Minila had started out claiming some land, hired contractors to build it up, and from it take occasional trips to fill pens with miltanks, tauros’, and other farm related pokemon, as well as starting a berry farm to selling rare berries to help with profits. She still could not believe what she had caught, and could barely believe the results that came back. The beautiful vulpix lady had come across a red and black winged pony, caught it with an ultra ball, and sent it to the professor for further study. Several weeks of dna identification still couldn’t tell them what kind of Pokémon it was, it’s abilities, and the scientists even theorized it might be one of the early predecessor creatures that Pokémon evolved from, so possibly not even quite Pokémon. That in itself surprised Minila as she wouldn’t expect a Pokéball to work on such a creature, and more importantly made her wonder how such a creature could still be born in the wild.
Just thinking on all of that hurt her brain, still he looked gentle enough so she kept him out of his ball. As a top farm hand she had definitely checked out the package he was sporting, debating, and mostly speculating if he could even breed with a rapidash or mudsdale. Would the genetics be damaged or improved, the young vulpix thought, she could make a lot of money raising winged foals of either race. Figuring it couldn’t hurt to give it a try since she caught the stallion with a type of poke ball it must be close enough then, but the problem she thought of was she would either have to go buy one of these mares, or find an owner of one and make a long winded story, and possibly have to split a good chunk of the earnings. The more she thought on it, the easier a decision it became to probably just go find a mare for the winged stallion, but first she needed to check her cash supply, and give her newest addition some food and water.
Setting out to the barn, the young canid female brought with her two large buckets of water, from there she poured them into the water trough for the unusual winged equine. From there she fetched one of her small operating cranes, and simply lugged a bale of hale over, placing it next to the barn, and proceeded to turn the machine back off, after parking it back in one of the sheds. Then she grabbed a pitchfork, and pretty much spread the hay around for food, bedding, or whatever else he would need it for. Interestingly enough, she kept catching the equine staring, as if he was watching her, though this didn’t concern her much as most Pokémon were rather intelligent, so with this stallion possibly being Pokémon she figured he was probably self aware like most were. The young fox giggled a little when the winged pony started resting his head on her shoulder, and then he neighed a little as if to say, “Yes I’m watching you work.”
“That’s a good winged pony,” the vulpix began as she rubbed his snout gently. “I think I’ll go see if I can’t find you a lovely rapidash mate.”
Minila finished with a gentle sigh of relief once she hauled over the last two buckets she needed to fill the water trough. With satisfaction running through her brain, she could finally arrange to see if she had enough money for a mare, and the first check was of course her main wooden house. Rummaging through her belongings she would find what she needed, a huge wad of poke dollars, though she wasn’t going to reveal how much, but there was enough indeed. Sometime later she had gathered all the chanseys together, informing them she would be back at a later point, and what she was going to do, of course a list of chores would need to be done as it was a good walk to town. They all nodded, responding with a loud “chansey” before darting off in multiple directions, while the young fire vulpix began her walk into town.
Though it was the middle of the day, she knew she wouldn’t be back until it was almost dark, unless she could ride the mare back, which was a hopeful at this point. A casual steady walk eventually lead the young vulpine into town, where it was bustling with farmers markets, small specialty shops, and other pokemorphs going about their business. Minila knew she would need to head towards the back end of town near the stadium, it was where they had equine races, or simply just showing off their prized horses for sale too. She made her way back to the stall end of the market, looking around she saw various equines, both stallion, and mare, in differing age groups from foals to full grown. Obviously Minila would need a full grown mare, but of course a healthy one too, she would continue her search across multiple stalls.
For the next hour, the young vulpix farmer spent that time walking around, checking the stalls, the health of the horses, and of course the price comparison too. Eventually she was meeting up with a female raichu morph country gal, talking about anything, and everything of course. There was health discussions, history behind some of the mares, which eventually led to the conversation of mares solely meant for breeding, with the final discussion being a haggling of prices. Of course this took quite some time, and Minila would exchange a wad of Pokédollars to gain the reins of a new mare for breeding, which of course would be to make new work horse, that may or may not have wings. Either way for Minila this was a long term investment for the young beautiful farmer, hopefully this would help her farm grow she thought to herself, walking out of the market place, and from there she mounted the beautifully thick muscular mare before dashing off back to her farm.
Though by the time she left it was the early afternoon she got back right around dinner time, and by the looks of things, the chanseys had taken care of the food for her stallion, as well as cleaned up the farm a bit. She was absolutely happy, hopping off the rapidash that was named Daisy, leading her over to a stable next to the winged pony, she would sooth the mare, almost speaking to the both of them in a calm quite tone. Minila would tell the two to behave while she went to go eat dinner, but not before carrying over a batch of hay for the fire mare, and by then the sun was starting to go down, though it would probably be another hour or two before being completely gone, she sung them a lullaby first. Then the lovely vulpix kissed each equine on the cheek, before heading in her humble house to see what the chanseys prepared for dinner.
Whatever it was that they made, she could smell how wonderful it was, and was soon seated to a plate of wonderful assortment. Her wonderful Pokémon caretakers had prepared her a magikarp fillet, with a berry jam, along with some vegetables making her plate colored, and diversified with nutrients. Minila would start digging into her meal, enjoying the juicy yet crispy flavors of the fillet, then move on to the sweet, yet at the same time tart flavor of the berry jam, and finally made her way to her not as favorite, but equally important vegetables for her health. A few chanseys passed by to pick up her dishes, leaving her cup of milk there until she finished that, and when she did, Minila gently patted their heads thanking them for preparing such a wonderful meal. The Pokémon nurses who also acted like personal caretakers smiled at her when each one of them got their head patted, it made them feel important that much Minila was sure of.
Minila went outside, during the twilight of dusk to check on one final thing, which was making sure each of her horses had plenty of water. They were about halfway full, so she filled the water trough once again with the buckets she had used earlier that day. She smiled, and with a sigh of relief she went to go pet her mare, then from there she would spend a little bit of time with her winged stallion. Honesty she wasn’t sure if he could actually fly with them, they looked big enough, but she has never seen such a thing before. Still she did think her stallion was quite a handsome stallion who would produce wonderful children for her farm she would figure.
The young vulpix lass walked up to her stallion, and smiled at him as she began talking to him, “You know you are indeed a unique stallion, and you are also a very handsome one at that too. Tomorrow my dear friend, I’m going to hook you up on a date. Hopefully it goes well, but in the meantime you get some rest.” Minila had said all of this while gently rubbing his head, which made her realize the front of his mane almost made it look like he had his own hairstyle, which made her more curious.
However, the last remaining light was gone, and the cicadas were playing their sweet melody, which meant it was time to head off to get some rest. One of the things Minila had to adjust to as a farmer was working from dawn to dusk, and swiftly going to sleep after dusk to feel well rested. It had been a relatively different life adjustment, but it was still something that had taken a few weeks to learn being a new time farmer and what not. She kissed her stallion on his cheek, listening to him neigh at her in response, then headed back into her wooden farm house as she prepared for bed. The last thing she had on her mind before dozing off into a gently sleep was how this would be her first breeding, and that she hoped it would go just fine without any hiccups.
A deep yawn escaped the vulpix’s throat, her eyes starting to open up as the dim rays of early morning started making their way through her curtains on to her bed. Up the sounds of sparrows, filled alongside with pidgeys would relax Minila’s brain as she was able to steadily wake up even more so after a minute or two listening to their calls. The young vulpine took one step, then was followed by another while yawning once again, as it was indeed dawn as she noticed when seeing how low the sun was outside her window. That simply meant it was time to eat breakfast, and then start work as quickly as possible, as today was her first day for attempting breeding between two separate species. Luckily for the vulpix, it seemed her Pokémon caretakers had already prepared her a hearty breakfast. Her breakfast layout consisted of grits, two eggs, and a small sectioned out serving of spicy sausage, and that alone was happy enough to make her happy, but that’s also not mentioning the hot coffee her loyal Pokémon homesteaders made her too.
Minila would feel more revitalized, with each bite as well as sip that she took for her balanced meal, and soon she was ready to conquer the day. Minila would dress up in her overalls, looking like a true farmer, though her overalls were stitched a bit better as they had araidos silk implemented in them, which gave her another idea for later; farming an ariados for silk. However that was an idea for a different time, and a different date, she said to herself mentally, heading outside to get started on the day. In fact it was a very sunny day, yet even so, Minila could smell something, something she distinctively recognized as oddly familiar. However she couldn’t quite figure out what it was just yet, the closer she walked to the barn, the stronger the smell got, alongside the familiarity of it too. It wasn’t until she got closer, noticing the winged equine’s agitation that she realized what it was, her mare had already started to go into heat.
Somehow though, the smell really bothered Minila, but it wasn’t because it stank that bad, it just made her feel…warm almost. She shook off the sensation, checking to see if they both still had food, as well as water, but from the looks of it, Minila was going to have to get both before they could start. So for the next hour or two, the young fire fox was spending her time hauling over water, then piling up hay for them, but yet again she could feel the smell almost shove it’s way into her brain, messing with her senses. Again she had to mentally shake off the smell, but finally she was finished, and from there she could move on to the next task, which at this moment in time was let them eat, drink, then attempt the breeding process.
After all she didn’t want them breeding while their stomachs were too full, sloshing around food and water within. So she went back to the farm house, then scripted up a few loyal helpers to pick berries in the forest for a few hours. Minila would find plenty of berries, along with her helpers too of course, and upon arrival back to the wooden house, the fire fox would start washing them off, then storing most of them in the freezer. The only ones she didn’t store in the freezer right away were the tamato berries they have found, that was because she knew these berries were spicy, however she planned on eating them for dinner later so she did stick them in the refrigerator for later consumation.
Heading back to the barn once she was done, Minila got another whiff of the mare in heat as she got steadily closer to the two equines. As she had researched, the fire fox had place some fence posts to tie them up to during the breeding, and that was what she did, one at a time. Eventually both the winged equine, as well as the rapidash mare were in close quarters tied up loosely to the poles, and all that was left to do was wait. She had heard that some owners manual would help with the breeding, but Minila wanted to wait a while first before trying that, so she did, for a few hours.
Of course by this point the smell was driving her a bit crazy, so she stood up from her hay seat, and started by fingerings her mare’s pussy, trying to get the juices, and smell flowing better. Then the fire vulpine turned her attention the her winged stallion, quickly starting to work his shaft. It wouldn’t take long for the stallion to get erect, his thick meaty horse cock nearly touching the ground at this point. Still Minila kept working with his penis, and gently lead the tip to her mare’s pussy, watching as he quickly mounted the rapidash. Normally she would look away from such things, but there was an odd satisfaction watching her work play out, as her precious winged stallion cummed so much in her horse pussy, that it gushed out making a sizeable puddle of cum on the ground beneath.
Once everything was done oozing out, Minila would gather more buckets of water, hauling them over along with some special shampoo for equines. She start with her mare rapidash, making sure the water was still hot so as not to out her into shock, and from there the fox lady would scrub down her equine friend over the course of an hour. That did include the mess that had been made from the mating encounter she had encouraged, though Minila wondered how many breeding attempted it usually took before the mare took pregnancy; she figured she could look that information up later on her slow farm house computer. The young fox lass took a deep breath, resting for a moment before she looked towards her stallion, he looked at her as if almost pouting that she wasn’t doing him.
Minila smiled, and giggled a little, “You seem quite smart mister, but don’t worry you’re next for a clean up, I promise.” A few seconds later it was almost like he was smiling, but with a silly horse teeth showing grin, which made her laugh a little as it looked quite silly.
Looking at the sky, she noticed the sun was starting to go down, which meant she had about a quarter of daylight left or several hours worth. She contemplated going to pick more berries afterwards, but was not sure if it was worth it yet as she really didn’t want to get caught out in the middle of the dark this far from town, especially not when certain predators start becoming active at dusk. She mentally decided on pitching hay instead for a bit longer after giving her stallion a cleaning. Sighing a breath of relief she was surprised how quickly the days would fly by when you took on the work of a farming homestead, but she didn’t have the time to daydream much, she simply grabbed the used bucket, dumped it out, and proceeded to transfer stalls using the other bucket she poured earlier to start cleaning up her handsome boy.
She started in the front, carefully scrubbing his face gently, then worked her way towards the back side of her big boy. Though speaking of big boy, she couldn’t help but stare when she got down towards his horse junk. She didn’t know what had happened, but soon ten minutes had passed with her just staring at his crotch, it was hard to look away as an overwhelming smell started to fill her mind, making it go hazy. She tried thinking, but it was a bit hard, she knew her mare didn’t sell like this, she had already smelled that beforehand. Was it her stallion, she thought to herself? Leaning over, she couldn’t believe it, but she was smelling his genitals without realizing how close she was, however the smell wasn’t coming from her stallion either. Now she was a little bit confused, but she would finish washing his haunches, and then somehow she didn’t know how, but Minila found herself gently caressing his balls. She wasn’t sure what she was doing, but soon the young vulpix found herself stroking her stallion’s phallus, as it grew ever larger with each passing moment of stroking.
Minila wasn’t sure what she was doing, but after several more minutes she was able to resist whatever smell was causing a mental haze in her mind. She finished up washing her stallion, though now she felt a bit embarrassed, and she was not entirely she what she had done, but she knew she must never tell anyone. Such relationships were legal, since that’s essentially how the Pokémorphs came to be, but you weren’t judged as much if it was between a human trainer, and their trusted family. Still, Minila didn’t want the extra attention of having any of her neighbors, or the townspeople knowing as they might not share such a light view on the subject. Dumping the final bucket, she hauled both empty buckets back over to the farm house, in case she needed water in the morning she could just haul it over after a quick fill from the spicket.
At this point it was too dark for the farmer lass to pitch hay, considering she still needed to eat dinner, which she had gathered up as a bunch of tamato berries. Of course, she could eat them as they were, but she was going to boil them down into a delicious hot slurry of berries, seeds, and the skin of the berries too. It was not a normal meal, but once in a while the fire fox enjoyed a healthy delicious slurry of sweet, or tart, or even bitter berries simmered down to a tasty delicious soup. So that is exactly what she went to do, turning the stove top to a low simmer, before splashing in the berries with a small amount of water I to a small pot. The bag had held a decent of amount of berries, so it wasn’t likely Minila was going to eat it all, but rather store any extra in her fridge for later. She took the time to take a nice, refreshing shower while letting the pot simmer in the meantime.
Some time later she was stepping out of the stall, her breasts bouncing a bit as she got in a stretch tossed in with a small yawn. Steam rolled off of the vulpix morphs body, small drops of water, dripping off her areoli onto the floor below. Minila took a few moments to dry off her body, the mirror nearby portraying a beautiful glistening body of a sexy vulpix farmer. If somebody were to analyze the mirror, they would see the fire fox’s clean fur, smell her scent of cherries, and notice her large, but not overly big breasts as they swayed side to side from each towel rub she performed across her body to dry it off. With a deep sigh of relief, Minila would then dress herself in her white night robe, which was made of silk, and the reason being for that is because generally where she was it was warm even at night, with the exceptions of winter of course. During the winter term she wore a more thick fur robe, but only at night for warmth.
The beautiful fox lass would head downstairs, noting the pot was steaming from the sides, but it was a burning smoke which was good. Opening the lid to the pot, she saw a mush of berry mash, but it smelled wonderful, it even had a scent of spiciness to it. Of course that was to be expected from one of the hotter berries, but now it was time to taste it, as she dipped some in her bowl, leaving the rest in the pot, but turning off the burner. Minila sighed a breath of relaxation when her body plopped into her rocking chair with it’s custom leather back as well as seating for cushion so she wouldn’t be sitting on just hard wood while she rocked. She enjoyed the soothing effect that slight rocking would give her, especially if she was errors or upset about something, a bit of good rocking would help her think clearer.
The vulpine would smell her berry mash, before steadily taking gulps out of the mush. The natural dryness of the berry had been countered when Minila put in extra water to thicken as well as moisten up the mash, but the berry being naturally spicy was absolutely delicious. It also wasn’t too overpowering, but still strong enough to give her body heat a small extra boost to her internal temperature. Bite after bite of the tasty mush would land in her gullet, soothing her to contentment, until it was all gone, after that point Minila cleaned up her dishes, the leftovers were stored away. Then it was time for her to go to bed, laying her body down, hugging her mattress, until the darkness of sleep took hold, and rest came forth.
The beautiful fire fox would wake up after eight hours of sleep, early in the dawn of the morning, just as the sun’s early morning rays would peep through her window ceiling, to say good morning to her face. A warmth would bask over her face, but the more Minila woke up, the more something felt…off if you will. It took her a few minutes to fully get up, but it became quite clear something was very off, while she ate breakfast her body felt sensitive, and was having to readjust frequently. From there it only got worse when she tried changing into her work overalls, feeling a massive warmth course throughout her body, especially her seemingly puffy pussy lips, something she wasn’t used to. However, carrying the buckets full of water was the worse, and the young farmer lass would barely make it to her stabled before the heat overwhelmed her. The thing was she didn’t know what it was, as Minila knew it wasn’t this hot outside, so something must be up.
Just filling the water troughs became a probably as she made several trips back and forth, but finally, upon the last refill she nearly collapsed to the ground. Her sudden jolt made her pussy squirting a small amount of fluids, it was then she realized she had been in heat this whole time, which would explain why her equines weren’t exactly concerned with breeding with each other. That would however mean, there was only a few options to fix her current predicament. The first one being, she could go to the doctors office to have them prescribe a medicine for about a week or two, though that was expensive, plus Minila wasn’t sure she could made it to the doctor’s office especially on horse. Or, her second option was to find a willing breeding partner her, to help her cope with her issue quickly, and although she still wasn’t sure she should do it, the vulpix decided her stallion was going to be the one to breed her.
It didn’t matter whether it was right or wrong, she needed to be filled, and she needed it to happen now, as it was the only way she could get back to work by curing her heat. She thought to herself how odd it had been that she didn’t even recognize the smell of her own heat this entire time, but she intended not to suffer through it. After pitching her for her equine friends, she agonizingly waited for them to finish, and waited even until some time past that, her pussy pulsating the entire time as her body heat practically radiated outwards from within. Once Minila felt it was time, she anxiously got up, and locked herself in the stall with her winged black and red pony. From there it was a simple task of undressing, then wafting her smell intentionally over to her stallion, to hopefully catch his interest.
She had tossed her overalls to the side where a section of hay was still pretty fresh, but now after attracting the attention of her stallion, he was eagerly lapping at her pussy with his find sandpaper like tongue. That aspect in itself felt amazing to Minila, as with each deep lick, she felt his tongue crossed over her clit, and it only became better when he seemingly started slurping on her pussy very carefully not to bite with his teeth. She didn’t know how he was doing it, but at this point she wasn’t going to stop, as her moans started echoing through the air, though most of it was drowned out by the somewhat thick wooden walls of the stable itself. Minila gently petted her stallion friend on the head, feeling his wonderful tongue invade her vulva, and even deeper, and before she knew it a big wave of her female cum gushed out as her pussy clamped down on his tongue. It would ooze out, onto his tongue, her stallion friend eagerly licking up the mess she made, barely giving her still sensitive body to recover.
Though oddly enough, now her equine friend was lapping at her breasts, almost nuzzling into them it seemed. So for quite some time she rested, cuddling her pony friend into her breasts that he seemingly liked, and once Minila had the strength to stand up, she would. Still, her body was even more sensitive before, which she knew she needed to be bred, otherwise her heat truly wouldn’t go away for a few weeks. That was something she couldn’t handle, not working the farm for a few weeks wasn’t an option, getting filled with pony love juice was. Minila would turn around so that her rear was in front of her winged pony, while she used the fence gates on the front of the stall to maintain support while she wafted her smell after the big handsome stud once again.
It took only mere moments before she felt a tender embrace of her pony’s front hooves by her paws. The rest of his body was soon on her, and shortly from that she could feel the tip of his flared up horse cock pressing against her pussy lips. Then with a swift force that rocker Minila’s entire, body including her breasts, she felt his slab of horse meat press into her pussy, spreading it apart and stretching it in the most wonderful of ways. Waves of pleasure would quickly fill her heated body with each thrust of his horse cock into her fox pussy, she couldn’t believe how could it felt. The sensation of wind blowing across the tips of her nipples his throbbing hot meat making her pussy melt fluids like it was a butter churned. It was absolutely gorgeous listening to the sounds of wet slapping meant, filled with a bit of soft neighing as if her stallion friend knew how to go gently without pushing past her cervix.
Minila took the time to space it, her body occasionally rocking from the force of each thrust, her breasts still bouncing every time. Then there was the relaxing feeling she got hear the wet slaps as her pussy squelched as it eager swallowed up her stallion big meaty penis. It felt like heaven, even more so when her equine friend climaxed inside of her, bursting his seed all over the inside of her pussy walls, with some of it squirting out onto the ground below. With deep breaths, she took it all in, deciding from that moment on she was going to personally breed her stallion, as it had cured the now wavering heat that had afflicted her body only minutes beforehand. Kissing her stallion on the forehead, she smiled, thanking him for his help, before getting dressed to finish her days work, like nothing had happened. Yet deep down she knew she would be back for more even if she wasn’t in heat, after all it was her farm, and he belonged to her.