[center]WARNING: The following story contains scenes of... actually this one is rather clean. No adult scenes in this one, though there are slight suggestive moments. If this offends you in anyway (Which it shouldn't), then DON'T READ PAST THIS WARNING! If this is exactly what you are looking for, then feel free to read ahead. As always, I accept any and all Criticism, provided it is Constructive. Just posting "This is awesome!" or "This sucks!" won't help me make it any better. So if you have any ideas on how to make it better or your own thoughts on what is to come, feel free to comment! Hope you enjoy! ------------------------------------ [b][u]Chapter 3 – The young colt needs my help[/u][/b][/center] The boy continued charging right at me. With a quick strum of my guitar, I exclaimed "Please! Everyone! Gather round!" before my nimble fingers worked quickly over the strings. Several others caught the attention of my yelling and gathered around, listening to the music. This was enough for the boy to lose the shopkeeper in the crowd, but I knew that the horse would be found soon if I didn't help further. I started to walk around the circle that had gathered around me, still playing along with a song. Just as the song ended, I spun around and scooped up the kid, now backed up more to a wall. The people moved away as I moved around. I took a light bow before depositing the kid among a stack of crates. "Stay there and be quiet. I'll keep you safe." I said, hiding the boy from the shopkeeper. My fingers moved back to my guitar, playing once more as I heard the yelling of the shopkeeper. He was a rather burly gorilla, able to push through the crowd easily. But after he found that the boy had eluded him, he grumbled and went back to his shop, knowing that it probably wasn't the best of ideas to have left it unattended like that. The crowd was enjoying my music as I continued to play, smiling toward them and flicking my tail at a few of the people. A few gentlemen caught my eye, my tail purposely flicking over their crotch, and eliciting a few "Oooh"s from the crowd. In a town like this, showing such displays was allowed, and even expected. So as I did so, no one seemed to care. Some of my viewers were even completely naked. And as I danced around, I noticed a few of the females were a little wet, a few of the males sporting some rather hard lengths. It was interesting to see, but I only teased the clothed ones for now. My song ended as I stood near the crates. Another bow was made as I thanked the crowd, tipping my hat toward them. Some people deposited some money into it, others just applauded and moved about their day. My guitar was strapped to my back once more as my hat returned to my head, leaving the money underneath. I would collect it further later on. For now, I had the horse boy to tend to. "Your pursuer is gone, having returned to his store. I believe you are safe for now." I said with a friendly smile, helping the young horse out of the crates. "Thank you, mister. You sound really good with your guitar." He said with a smile. He was clutching a pouch close to his chest, and I could only assume that it was the item, or items, that he had stolen from the store. "I appreciate your words, but that does not excuse you from the fact that you were stealing. Might I see what it was you took?" I asked him. The horse blushed as he held the rather large pouch close to him. He then nodded and looked around. "Not here. Follow me." He said before stepping to the side and entering an alleyway. I wasn't a fan of entering after him, noticing the large amounts of bodily fluids here. But all the alleyways were like that. And I was curious as to what he was holding. So I joined him down the path. Once he was sure we were away from the other eyes, he knelt down on a relatively clean spot and opened up the pouch before me. Inside was a rather large arrangement of items. There was a bit of food that I presumed was for himself, but the rest were all sexual in nature. "I had hoped that I could sell them so I could stop stealing food." He said, the blush still on his face. "I... I don't have a home, and my mother left me here in Ulora to go be with other men in town. She doesn't care about her only child..." He informed me. Among the contents of the pouch were three dildos. One was humanoid, one was feline, and one was equine. There was also a canine and what looked like draconic penetrable. There were five small vials of potion, each with different colors and effects. One showed a penis that was enlarging in all ways. One showed the development of breasts. One showed a penis that was eating another fur. One showed each gender gaining the other genders genitals, to what I assumed would make anyone a herm. And the last showed the development of additional genitalia. It was actually very descriptive, showing that it could cause you to grow more breasts, another vagina, or another penis and set of balls. I assumed that it was dependent on whatever you had. "I see... As much as I believe that stealing is wrong, I will allow you to keep the pouch of items. Just promise that once you sell these items that you won't steal again." I said, looking down on him. He nodded and gave me a light hug. "Thanks mister! And I promise that after I get this money, I will not steal again! You know... You can have one of these items if you want... Just take any one of them. It's free!" He said with a smile, displaying the items once more. Any one of them? Well that was certainly a nice gesture. But what could I choose? There were three dildos, two penetrable items, and five potions. All of them sounded amazing to me, aside from the development of breasts. I wasn't quite so sure about that one. But the rest all sounded good, and could come in handy at some point. But as I was trying to make up my mind, I looked toward the boy. His fur was a deep blue color, which I thought was strange. His mane was black and he looked maybe about twelve years old. Could I really just let him go out on his own? Or should I invite him to join me? After all, I did plan on getting a room somewhere here, so maybe I could just keep him with me. That was always a possibility. And I would be able to keep him on the right path. Then I looked up once more and thought... What would I do after I made up these two choices? Sure, I still had to choose an item, and figure out what to do with the boy, but what then? Should I go back to the shopping district while he works on selling these items, whether I invite him with me or not, or should I go somewhere else? I could always go get that room. Or go to any of the clubs on the upper end, center of town, or lower end of town. There were always far too many choices... 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