Previously on Galarian Days...

Finally, the Galar region's supply of Galar particles has been restored, but there is no time for our heroes to rest on their laurels. After a mild... situation, the G-MAS comes up with a plan to strike while the iron is hot, but not on the wings of a Corviknight...

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Now that they were approaching the gates of Hammerlocke, the three anthros dismounted the equine Pokemon, and Calvin disconnected the reins before telling them, "Sorry we can't bring you two along, but I don't think they'll allow Pokemon on the train. Don't worry, though, once we get to Rose Tower, I'll summon you again for the final showdown. Sound good?"

Both steeds nodded in agreement, then leaned in to give the green deer some goodbye nuzzles... Well, maybe not "goodbye" per se, but rather "we'll be waiting until you need us again" nuzzles.

During said nuzzles, Wufu and Zander decided to join in on the affection with a bear paw gently placed upon Glastrier's cheek, and a wolf paw on Spectrier's. After half a minute, the embrace was broken, and the white and black steeds were left on standby while the anthros ascended the staircase into the dragon's mouth.

As soon as they entered the castle city, Calvin said, "Thanks for taking the time out of our mission to reassure the steeds, guys."

"Hey, we've come to like them just as much as you have, Calvin," Wufu told him on their way to the train station.

"He's right," Zander added. "We may have a mission to carry out, but we also have hearts." He then added to himself in his mind, Some of us just made the mistake of showing ours to the wrong person.

"Even so, I'm sure they appreciate being seen as more than riding mounts." With that, the three anthros entered Hammerlocke Station and boarded the train to Wyndon, letting the ride continue wordlessly as they were on their way to stop the opposite crisis...

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Meanwhile, back in the Wild Area, Glastrier and Spectrier were trotting back to the Lake of Outrage. As much as they were anxious to reunite with their young keeper, they also had other needs besides feeding and exercise... 

Like with their riders, what goes in must come out, and while they were currently alone with no one to keep an image for, the equine Pokemon took their opportunity once they stepped back on the ice bridge they made to cross the lake while it was still solid, planted their hooves, lifted their tails, and...

"Prrrffff... Plap, plap, plo-plap..."

Finally, they could open up their ponuts and let the contents of their intestinal tracts make their exit into the water where it would bob on the surface a little, then eventually dissolve and lose their buoyancy to settle on the bottom of the lake with other Pokemon waste.

But it wasn't all, for now the genders of the steeds were revealed as they relaxed their bladders as well. Glastrier let his tube of stallion meat drop from his sheath as he melted a small hole in the ice with his hot horse piss, and Spectrier let her liquid waste flow from her marehood over the side of where she stood to join their light and dark... lake-apples, as the case was.

At last, the two steeds huffed with relief as their bathroom break was finished, but while their excretory systems were now comfortably emptied out, the experience had awakened something else in them: arousal. Spectrier's horse pussy started winking hungrily while Glastrier's horse cock flared and slapped his belly, but as eager as they were to quell the fires burning in their groins, they deemed their current placement too risky without cracking the ice and sending themselves to an autoerotic grave, so they trotted back on solid land near the circle of rocks to carry out the deed.

Now that they were safer from peril, the black steed walked up to the white one, starting things off with a flirty rub of their bodies together, letting her soft, flowing mane and tail brush up against his white coat while she savored the feel of his smooth, malleable mane and tail on her black coat, driving each other wild with the sensory exchange of touches before she broke free and stood in front of her partner, lifting her tail and revealing her ebony treasure nomming the air, starving for his ivory pole...

But, Glastrier wanted to prolong the session so they could both enjoy it, so he sauntered up to his partner's rear end and gingerly gave it a few licks, briefly making out with Spectrier's other pair of lips before he tested the taste with a flash of his horse teeth. All of this was making his dick jerk with anticipation as it leaked a dribble of pre from his pee-hole...

Spectrier whinnied with impatience for Glastrier to get on with it already, so he reared up to interlock his forelegs with her haunches as his hips thrusted at the air for his tip to try and seek her entrance. It missed several times in his haste, but he kept at it until the two genitals touched, then tiptoed on his hindlegs closer as he buried himself in her in one fell lurch, flare, median ring and all until his sheath met her labia, overwhelming both of them with his size and her tightness.

Now the real session could officially get underway as he pumped away at her sex, making all of the nerve endings involved for both sides fire crazily with pleasure and causing them both to breathe heavily. It had been far too long for either of them to be without this kind of physical joy wracking their bodies to their limits, and they were going to indulge in it as much as they possibly could.

Soon, however, their powerful debauchery was about to come to a head as the white stallion's crammed balls began to draw up in the sizable pouch smacking against the boobs on the other crotch, and the black mare's vaginal tunnel was squeezing on the ramrod inside it, milking it for all it was worth until with one last impaling thrust-!

Both horses suddenly NEIGHED at the top of their horse lungs as their nads THROBBED together, their echoes resonating in harmony as gushes upon gushes of horse seed poured into the inside of an unreceptive womb, painting every nook and cranny of it as possible as white as the stallion doing so while vice grips on the thick tube continued to coax out more and more of the stuff as they could.

At last, after forty seconds of squeezing and squirting, the contractions were easing up little by little until they stopped when there was no more equine essence to give or take. Glastrier's softening penis then fell out of Spectrier's vagina, spilling their creampie onto the ground as the sheath slurped its denizen back inside. The white steed then sauntered next to the black one for some comfy afterglow snuggles as the puddle was forced out with a "SPLURCH!"

Both horses then enjoyed the cooldown of their tryst for several minutes before they heard, "Come here, Glastrier and Spectrier!" The latter then summoned some ghosts for them both to levitate over the mountainside to respond to their summoning, now renewed with fresh energy from their comfort.

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Back in Wyndon, Zander, Calvin and Wufu were standing right outside Rose Tower, with Calvin holding up an Iceroot and Shaderoot Carrot from his basket. A few seconds later, the galloping of hooves was heard as both steeds rushed to where they were, but with noticably faster rhythm that Zander and Calvin's ears picked up on.

"Wow, they got here quick," Wufu remarked as the equine Pokemon arrived. "I guess they just needed some downtime to recharge."

"Guess so," Zander reasoned. "Well, they're gonna need that extra energy now, because the time has come to settle this once and for all."

"Right," Calvin said as he reconnected the reins, and now the group entered Rose Tower to carry out their mission...