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", "description_bbcode_parsed": "2 real short scenes where a character sees islanders and NPCs doing their business. ", "writing": "AC Shorts 1\n\nI settled back in the little johnboat, always a little nervous that such a small craft would actually carry us safely across the ocean to another island, but every single time, Kapp'n got us there and got us back. He yanked the cord on the old outboard motor, giving it a few tugs before it coughed to life, sputtering and puffing blue smoke out of its exhaust. ``Wonder if he'll let me buy him a motor, I think that two-stroke is older than me. I've got plenty of bells I could probably get him a whole new boat,'' I pondered to myself.\n\nOnce we'd pulled away from the dock, skidding across the waves, I sighed. The wind rustled my hair, light sea spray coating my face and quickly evaporating in the sun. It really was the life. Kapp'n started humming as he stood at the back of the boat, hand on the tiller. I glanced back at him, ready for him to break into song as he did every time. Some times the lines were a little weird, but they were always fun and certainly helped pass the time.\n\n``The frog croaks out songs that don't make any sense. \n\nHe's an old frog, so he can't hit any high notes. \n\nAin't a frog that I be. Fortune smiles upon me. \n\nBut I'll sing the frog's song, and if ya don't mind, have myself a little wee.''\n\nI blinked. That was weird. Have a little wee? His songs often had non-sequiturs but that was way out in left field.\n\n``Don't worry lad, yer upwind.''\n\n``Uh, what? Upwind? Fuck me, what's he doing? He's really going to piss, isn't he?''\n\nHe stood facing the starboard side and, one hand still on the tiller, he had his other hand in his shorts pulling out his tiller. The old turtle had a surprisingly thick tool. My jaw wanted to drop open, but I realized that might be a really bad idea, upwind or not. I desperately hoped that was just the sea spray I continued to feel on my face.\n\n``Oh, don't mind me \n\nif I tend to sing off-key while I pee. \n\nThese motor fumes make me a bit dizzy!''\n\nHe didn't stop singing as he pissed, a golden stream making it just barely out of the tip of his big turtle dick before being blown back by the wind. Some splattered against the dirty white motor casing, leaving little streaks in the grime, but most just zoop got carried away behind us. I hadn't peed before we left, watching him now I kind of needed to. But seeing as how he was downwind of me, I figured I had better wait until we got to the island.\n\nKapp'n sang through an entire second shanty before he finished pissing into the wind. His bladder must have been pretty full. Not sure why, but I couldn't look away as he did his business. He didn't seem to mind, though. Never said anything about it anyway. Besides, if he wanted privacy, standing a foot away from me on a two-person boat was probably not the way to get it. Done, he gave that big snake a shake before tucking it back into his shorts.\n\n``Never does good to sail with a full ballast, lad.''\n\nI just nodded and turned to face forward again, watching as the island in the distance grew, ready to hop off and relieve myself once we pulled up to the dock. Though, I might think about stepping behind a tree. I wasn't quite as endowed as Kapp'n. On the other hand, pissing out in the open without shame or embarrassment, even if he stood by watching, sounded remarkably freeing. Maybe ol Kappn' actually taught me something useful today.\n\n-\n\nI couldn't believe my luck. I had placed the blue tourist telescope up on the ridge mostly for watching birds or fish out in the ocean, though I had hoped the occasional neighbor would be careless and leave their blinds open at indiscreet times. It had paid off twice, once when I saw Olivia dancing in her room naked, little tits bouncing about - she would have died of embarrassment if she'd known - and once when I saw Lucky jerk off. The lazy shithead just shot his load all over the gauze he was perpetually wrapped in and fell right asleep. Even better, though, tonight Reneigh had sat down on a swinging bench and she was apparently not wearing any panties under her pink and blue patterned dress.\n\nI could zoom in and every time she swung forward, the breeze fluttered her dress up giving me a clear sight of the mare's asshole. She was kinda sitting scooted as far back on the bench as she could, ass just hanging over the back, between the seat and the wooden slat above it. It didn't look comfortable to me, but she'd been sitting that way, just slowly swinging, for a good five minutes. If she swung backwards just enough, I could catch sight of her pussy, too.\n\nLooking around, I reached down and pulled my cock out. It was late in the evening and most of the islanders were asleep, or hanging out down near the town square so I wasn't likely to be spotted, having a wank while I spied on Reneigh. Was it really even spying, though, if she was out on a public bench? I moaned softly into the night, pressing my eyes up against the telescope as I stroked myself. I would have loved to bury it in her, slamming my hips into her soft flanks. Tugging that long pink tail as I blasted a load up her ass.\n\n``Fuck is she doing...does she know I'm here?'' I muttered as that very tail lifted high and out of the way.\n\nAs it went up, it raised the back of her dress too, uncovering more of her ass. Now it was bare to the world, not that there was anyone around to see. Well, except me, obviously. But it was a small island, someone could come along any moment. It was almost like she was exposing herself to me, but I didn't think she could know I was up here. She was still looking straight ahead, arms resting casually on the back of the bench.\n\nMy eyes got real wide then, because her asshole got real wide. The dark brown, wrinkled ring was already a pretty big donut, but an even darker dot formed in its center and expanded. My hand paused on my cock, then sped up, jerking myself twice as fast as I was before. She really was about to do what I thought and thanks to the telescope I had as good as a front row seat as could be.\n\nWithout stopping the pace of her swinging, Reneigh leaned forward on the swinging bench, bracing her hands on the front, arms outstretched like she was tensing up. This managed to poke her ass out even more behind her. Slowly, a brown log emerged from that big browneye, getting longer and longer. Somehow it managed to stay together through a few swings, hanging like a poop pendulum from her butt until finally it broke in the middle. Inertia carried it a surprising distance behind her. It was hard to tell through the tourist telescope, but I figured it was at least a good two feet back.\n\nI was masturbating furiously up on the cliff as I watched the pretty mare take a shit right in front of my eyes. A big one, too. At least, it seemed huge to me, but I realized that as a horse this might be a pretty typical movement for her. The thick snake just kept growing from between her spread cheeks until gravity did its work and another chunk dropped down onto the ground. Some was behind the bench, some directly below. I thought one bit managed to swing forward and even land in front of the bench. I saw her ring clamp shut, pinching off what had to have been three feet of rope. It opened again a few times, looking for all the world like her asshole was winking at me. I figured she must be farting, though I couldn't hear it at that distance.\n\nAnother log started pushing out and I grunted, blowing my load. I didn't stop pumping my hand and could feel my cum oozing out over my fingers, after a few first shots fired clear. I also didn't stop watching, amazed as she just kept shitting. I couldn't believe how much there was, or how wide her asshole opened up to pass the monster log. It looked big enough that I could have put my arm in without her having to try. My cock, though nicely hung, would probably slip in without her even feeling it. That was kinda hot, honestly. I spent a moment fantasizing about walking up after she was done and sliding inside that big mare's ring, humping until I bust, and walking away, with her just chilling on the bench as though nothing were happening. Maybe asking ``Hey, mind if I fuck your asshole'' and she just gives a nonchalant ``ayup yup'' and away I go.\n\nFantasies. What was in reality at the moment was still pretty wild. Though I had cum I was still rubbing myself, still mostly hard as I watched a third thick log stretch her brown pucker open and slide out. This one didn't get as long as the others had before dropping from between her cheeks to land in the grass. I suspected it was softer, towards the end of her load. Sure enough once it was out, her asshole seemed to push itself outwards the squeeze shut tight, push out and squeeze tight, like she was bearing down and trying to force out anything that might be left. It seemed like that was it, though, because nothing else came out. I don't think she farted anymore either, because I didn't see the hole open up, though she certainly could have been pushing out some squeakers.\n\nReneigh's pink tail lowered, letting the dress fall back down, though she was still swinging, its hem still lifting enough for me to see both of her holes. I shifted the telescope around a bit, looking at the mess she had left. There were huge dark lumps in the grass all around. Because she had been swinging, and somehow never stopped swinging while she shit, the horse apples hadn't fallen into a single pile directly below her butt. There were plenty underneath the swinging bench, sure, but numerous lumps were well behind her, and I was definitely sure I saw more than one in front of her, carried their by their own weight and the momentum from the swing. I was impressed.\n\nThe swing slowed and I focused back on her. She had her head turned to the side and I grunted, hurriedly tucking my cock away just in case, unconcerned that I was still sticky and would get cum on my shorts. Grunting again I watched her slide a finger between her lips, her silver-lined eyes closed as she suckled on it, sliding it in and out a few times. I had no idea why she was doing that, but I certainly did not intend to stop watching now. After a moment she pulled her hand away from her mouth and reached around behind her, having to twist and stretch to get her arm over the back of the bench and underneath her dress. She ran the saliva-slicked finger around her thick pucker, pressing hard. I guess she was...wiping? Cleaning her ring off? I didn't expect there was much to clean, her cheeks had been spread pretty well and the logs all looked quite solid. After a couple passes around the circumference she shoved the finger inside, easily burying it to the knuckle.\n\n``Shit,'' I whispered. Seems I had been right. Even though I was certainly thicker than just a finger, I was confident now the mare's hole was big enough I could probably fuck it in her sleep without waking her. She gave it a few pumps in that end too, twisting her wrist around. Reneigh pulled it back out and I tilted the tourist telescope up to look back at her face. I had no idea what she was going to do with that finger now that she'd used it to clean herself but I had a guess and was a little concerned.\n\nHer eyes were just slits, black in the twilight but I knew they were a deep beautiful blue. It seemed like her iris was pointed right at me, the barest smirk on her face. There was no way, that bench was much too far away for her to see me. I could only really see her because of the telescope I was standing behind. Still...\n\nI didn't need to worry about what she was going to do. She stood up off the bench, dress finally falling down to cover her ass. Except then she bent over, folding at the waist, and wiped her finger on the grass, and that pulled her skirt right back up giving me one last look at her big round anus, her soft pink pussy. Reneigh held her hand out in front of her, flipping it back and forth to look at the whole thing under what little light there was now that night had really fallen. Apparently satisfied she strode away towards her house, bubblegum pink tail swishing back and forth.\n\n PAGE 4 \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "AC Shorts 1

I settled back in the little johnboat, always a little nervous that such a small craft would actually carry us safely across the ocean to another island, but every single time, Kapp'n got us there and got us back. He yanked the cord on the old outboard motor, giving it a few tugs before it coughed to life, sputtering and puffing blue smoke out of its exhaust. ``Wonder if he'll let me buy him a motor, I think that two-stroke is older than me. I've got plenty of bells I could probably get him a whole new boat,'' I pondered to myself.

Once we'd pulled away from the dock, skidding across the waves, I sighed. The wind rustled my hair, light sea spray coating my face and quickly evaporating in the sun. It really was the life. Kapp'n started humming as he stood at the back of the boat, hand on the tiller. I glanced back at him, ready for him to break into song as he did every time. Some times the lines were a little weird, but they were always fun and certainly helped pass the time.

``The frog croaks out songs that don't make any sense.

He's an old frog, so he can't hit any high notes.

Ain't a frog that I be. Fortune smiles upon me.

But I'll sing the frog's song, and if ya don't mind, have myself a little wee.''

I blinked. That was weird. Have a little wee? His songs often had non-sequiturs but that was way out in left field.

``Don't worry lad, yer upwind.''

``Uh, what? Upwind? Fuck me, what's he doing? He's really going to piss, isn't he?''

He stood facing the starboard side and, one hand still on the tiller, he had his other hand in his shorts pulling out his tiller. The old turtle had a surprisingly thick tool. My jaw wanted to drop open, but I realized that might be a really bad idea, upwind or not. I desperately hoped that was just the sea spray I continued to feel on my face.

``Oh, don't mind me

if I tend to sing off-key while I pee.

These motor fumes make me a bit dizzy!''

He didn't stop singing as he pissed, a golden stream making it just barely out of the tip of his big turtle dick before being blown back by the wind. Some splattered against the dirty white motor casing, leaving little streaks in the grime, but most just zoop got carried away behind us. I hadn't peed before we left, watching him now I kind of needed to. But seeing as how he was downwind of me, I figured I had better wait until we got to the island.

Kapp'n sang through an entire second shanty before he finished pissing into the wind. His bladder must have been pretty full. Not sure why, but I couldn't look away as he did his business. He didn't seem to mind, though. Never said anything about it anyway. Besides, if he wanted privacy, standing a foot away from me on a two-person boat was probably not the way to get it. Done, he gave that big snake a shake before tucking it back into his shorts.

``Never does good to sail with a full ballast, lad.''

I just nodded and turned to face forward again, watching as the island in the distance grew, ready to hop off and relieve myself once we pulled up to the dock. Though, I might think about stepping behind a tree. I wasn't quite as endowed as Kapp'n. On the other hand, pissing out in the open without shame or embarrassment, even if he stood by watching, sounded remarkably freeing. Maybe ol Kappn' actually taught me something useful today.

-

I couldn't believe my luck. I had placed the blue tourist telescope up on the ridge mostly for watching birds or fish out in the ocean, though I had hoped the occasional neighbor would be careless and leave their blinds open at indiscreet times. It had paid off twice, once when I saw Olivia dancing in her room naked, little tits bouncing about - she would have died of embarrassment if she'd known - and once when I saw Lucky jerk off. The lazy shithead just shot his load all over the gauze he was perpetually wrapped in and fell right asleep. Even better, though, tonight Reneigh had sat down on a swinging bench and she was apparently not wearing any panties under her pink and blue patterned dress.

I could zoom in and every time she swung forward, the breeze fluttered her dress up giving me a clear sight of the mare's asshole. She was kinda sitting scooted as far back on the bench as she could, ass just hanging over the back, between the seat and the wooden slat above it. It didn't look comfortable to me, but she'd been sitting that way, just slowly swinging, for a good five minutes. If she swung backwards just enough, I could catch sight of her pussy, too.

Looking around, I reached down and pulled my cock out. It was late in the evening and most of the islanders were asleep, or hanging out down near the town square so I wasn't likely to be spotted, having a wank while I spied on Reneigh. Was it really even spying, though, if she was out on a public bench? I moaned softly into the night, pressing my eyes up against the telescope as I stroked myself. I would have loved to bury it in her, slamming my hips into her soft flanks. Tugging that long pink tail as I blasted a load up her ass.

``Fuck is she doing...does she know I'm here?'' I muttered as that very tail lifted high and out of the way.

As it went up, it raised the back of her dress too, uncovering more of her ass. Now it was bare to the world, not that there was anyone around to see. Well, except me, obviously. But it was a small island, someone could come along any moment. It was almost like she was exposing herself to me, but I didn't think she could know I was up here. She was still looking straight ahead, arms resting casually on the back of the bench.

My eyes got real wide then, because her asshole got real wide. The dark brown, wrinkled ring was already a pretty big donut, but an even darker dot formed in its center and expanded. My hand paused on my cock, then sped up, jerking myself twice as fast as I was before. She really was about to do what I thought and thanks to the telescope I had as good as a front row seat as could be.

Without stopping the pace of her swinging, Reneigh leaned forward on the swinging bench, bracing her hands on the front, arms outstretched like she was tensing up. This managed to poke her ass out even more behind her. Slowly, a brown log emerged from that big browneye, getting longer and longer. Somehow it managed to stay together through a few swings, hanging like a poop pendulum from her butt until finally it broke in the middle. Inertia carried it a surprising distance behind her. It was hard to tell through the tourist telescope, but I figured it was at least a good two feet back.

I was masturbating furiously up on the cliff as I watched the pretty mare take a shit right in front of my eyes. A big one, too. At least, it seemed huge to me, but I realized that as a horse this might be a pretty typical movement for her. The thick snake just kept growing from between her spread cheeks until gravity did its work and another chunk dropped down onto the ground. Some was behind the bench, some directly below. I thought one bit managed to swing forward and even land in front of the bench. I saw her ring clamp shut, pinching off what had to have been three feet of rope. It opened again a few times, looking for all the world like her asshole was winking at me. I figured she must be farting, though I couldn't hear it at that distance.

Another log started pushing out and I grunted, blowing my load. I didn't stop pumping my hand and could feel my cum oozing out over my fingers, after a few first shots fired clear. I also didn't stop watching, amazed as she just kept shitting. I couldn't believe how much there was, or how wide her asshole opened up to pass the monster log. It looked big enough that I could have put my arm in without her having to try. My cock, though nicely hung, would probably slip in without her even feeling it. That was kinda hot, honestly. I spent a moment fantasizing about walking up after she was done and sliding inside that big mare's ring, humping until I bust, and walking away, with her just chilling on the bench as though nothing were happening. Maybe asking ``Hey, mind if I fuck your asshole'' and she just gives a nonchalant ``ayup yup'' and away I go.

Fantasies. What was in reality at the moment was still pretty wild. Though I had cum I was still rubbing myself, still mostly hard as I watched a third thick log stretch her brown pucker open and slide out. This one didn't get as long as the others had before dropping from between her cheeks to land in the grass. I suspected it was softer, towards the end of her load. Sure enough once it was out, her asshole seemed to push itself outwards the squeeze shut tight, push out and squeeze tight, like she was bearing down and trying to force out anything that might be left. It seemed like that was it, though, because nothing else came out. I don't think she farted anymore either, because I didn't see the hole open up, though she certainly could have been pushing out some squeakers.

Reneigh's pink tail lowered, letting the dress fall back down, though she was still swinging, its hem still lifting enough for me to see both of her holes. I shifted the telescope around a bit, looking at the mess she had left. There were huge dark lumps in the grass all around. Because she had been swinging, and somehow never stopped swinging while she shit, the horse apples hadn't fallen into a single pile directly below her butt. There were plenty underneath the swinging bench, sure, but numerous lumps were well behind her, and I was definitely sure I saw more than one in front of her, carried their by their own weight and the momentum from the swing. I was impressed.

The swing slowed and I focused back on her. She had her head turned to the side and I grunted, hurriedly tucking my cock away just in case, unconcerned that I was still sticky and would get cum on my shorts. Grunting again I watched her slide a finger between her lips, her silver-lined eyes closed as she suckled on it, sliding it in and out a few times. I had no idea why she was doing that, but I certainly did not intend to stop watching now. After a moment she pulled her hand away from her mouth and reached around behind her, having to twist and stretch to get her arm over the back of the bench and underneath her dress. She ran the saliva-slicked finger around her thick pucker, pressing hard. I guess she was...wiping? Cleaning her ring off? I didn't expect there was much to clean, her cheeks had been spread pretty well and the logs all looked quite solid. After a couple passes around the circumference she shoved the finger inside, easily burying it to the knuckle.

``Shit,'' I whispered. Seems I had been right. Even though I was certainly thicker than just a finger, I was confident now the mare's hole was big enough I could probably fuck it in her sleep without waking her. She gave it a few pumps in that end too, twisting her wrist around. Reneigh pulled it back out and I tilted the tourist telescope up to look back at her face. I had no idea what she was going to do with that finger now that she'd used it to clean herself but I had a guess and was a little concerned.

Her eyes were just slits, black in the twilight but I knew they were a deep beautiful blue. It seemed like her iris was pointed right at me, the barest smirk on her face. There was no way, that bench was much too far away for her to see me. I could only really see her because of the telescope I was standing behind. Still...

I didn't need to worry about what she was going to do. She stood up off the bench, dress finally falling down to cover her ass. Except then she bent over, folding at the waist, and wiped her finger on the grass, and that pulled her skirt right back up giving me one last look at her big round anus, her soft pink pussy. Reneigh held her hand out in front of her, flipping it back and forth to look at the whole thing under what little light there was now that night had really fallen. Apparently satisfied she strode away towards her house, bubblegum pink tail swishing back and forth.

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