When this was completed they would be given a physical fitness test which would include; running a 100 yard sprint, pull up, crunches, box jump, simpl... tumbling and last pulling a cart. It was explained that they would be training daily to meet the physical fitness requirements a ponygirl lifestyle would put on them. We were out back of the ranch house where we had set a table for the five of us to sit at and three groups of four chairs for the girls to sit at. This is how it went:Monica – One. It was a bizarre sensation.Nat helped me up, putting her arm around me, and I put my arm round her shoulder for balance. My new arms poked her as I did this, one in her back, the other embarrassingly in the bottom."Sorry," I said."No problems, Em."She helped me over to a full length mirror. All the extra weight of two additional pairs of arms, plus my having been asleep for some length of time made me very unsteady on my feet. I staggered and swayed my way over to the mirror.When I was there I. Without hesitation, Bradley ran across the road, knocked twice, and the door swung open.Chad stopped on the doorstep. “Quick, in,” said Bradley.“Uh…” Chad paused, panting, looking as if he wanted to say something.“Quick!” said Bradley, “You don’t want to be seen.”“Brad…” said Chad, tentatively, breathlessly.Bradley looked up quizzically into Chad’s face.“Thanks, Brad. I… I really appreciate what you’re doing for me.”“That’s okay,” said Bradley.“And… and I’m really sorry for how I’ve treated. He groans as he wanks himself on my arse, slapping his helmet on me, standing close so that he rests between my cheeks his sack soft next to my pussy. I can’t believe how arousing this feels even though I myself am not being stimulated. Suddenly he grabs my hair and pulls me closer to him, calls me a wanton bitch. He slips his cock under my pussy and pushes my thighs together with his hands so his cock is trapped between the softness of my thighs as he mock fucks me his skin rolling back and.