At twenty five, he could now take any form he wanted. He usually preferred ether human or wolf, but today he was a small pony, at a county fair. The c...unty fair in this rural area was held at the far edge of a small town. Beyond the short fence was a ten acre field with nothing to stop a pony until it reached the other side where a dirt road ran parallel to it. A barely budding little girl on his back. The little girl was laughing and enjoying herself on his back, urging him to go faster and. I didn't think she knew I did this, as she never mentioned it to anyone. As time went on, I became even bolder with her panties. I noticed several times the scent of remaining piss along with her female scents on her worn panties or nylons. I would bring my tongue on the crotch areas, again eagerly licking off any of her that remained on them. I would also add a few squirts of my own pee on her panties, along with my cum after I masturbated. I always. Though I was then twenty three years old I was asked to identify myself, the one and only time I,ve ever been asked for proof of my age. After 11pm closing time I did as suggested and drove to Dead Man,s Cove. It was a clear moon lit night with silvery light shining off the water as we chatted to remove the nervousness. “Look I like to be direct. Did you bring any rubbers?” Fortunately Auntie Jo had given me a few Uncle Joe kept in his dresser drawer for that.very purpose. She then carefully. Sunday night finds me Laying on my bed in just a pair of undies and a singlet top. I can here Jaxshon murmuring on the phone. Probably talking to Sasha. He has not left the house since he discovered I had locked myself in my room. He had been trying to coax me out ever since, even threatening to break the door down and when that did not work he told me he was calling our parents. He obviously did not do that otherwise, Mom would have been calling nonstop.I finally feel brave enough to read over.