Chapter 104 – 070 Mare Training. Horse Training
“Of course it can be hidden or taken away, right? I don’t want to do anything that Sonia doesn’t want. So calm down and be patient while I’m training!”
‘Ah…I see…Brown…’
The image of Sonia reflected in the glass mirror given by the spirit of the war horse.
Golden hair that looks like it sticks out from the side with lively golden eyes.
Pong where additional mecha parts such as cat ears provided by the association should be attached! Brown ears sticking out.
Donkey’s ears…Looks a bit cute like the spirit of the same warhorse…Looking at it like this, it’s a real mare…Sonia who looks the same.
Sonia, who lost her mind again, wondered what the difference was between a horse, a beastman…A mare…A warhorse…
(Even if you think about it… There is no answer…?)
I decided to blurt out the difference between a part-time job student wearing a bunny girl outfit and a Tokyan beastman…
This… Can you take this off?! The Spirit of the Warhorse answered before Sonia asked in bewilderment.
Appearance is just as important as a warhorse… I guess that’s what you’re talking about… Sonia accepted it.
“Stand upright. Sonnyah!”
‘Yes…!’
A farm in a wide field… Like a warhorse in front of the same building, her breasts stick out, her wrists back, and her toes stand in lewd delusions. Sonia.
Sonia answered while staring at the login bonus floating in the sky with 29 days remaining, subtracting today, while sticking out her bouncy but elastic big breasts without being restrained or wearing training clothes to correct her posture.
“Hmm! Yes. As you may have already understood, the login bonus carrot is the stat bonus provided by the Warhorse’s perk. Of course, this is to confirm the eligibility to consume the Warhorse’s carrots!”
‘Aha…! So is that what you’re saying? It’s not that just because you get the war horse perk, your stats go up…’
Surprisingly while training… Sonia speculated that the ability to increase while consuming the magic carrot, a permanent stat-increasing consumable, was displayed as a war horse perk.
A spirit that affirms Sonia’s smart guesses and changes her constitution to a fit for training.
Sonia, who had kept her mouth shut earlier, was embarrassed and opened her mouth. The spirit of the warhorse explains while stroking Sonia’s protruding mare’s ears as if to calm them down.
“Beginning training the warhorse…And accepting its power… I will put the warhorse perk on the list of perks in Sonia’s mind…
Ohh. The privilege of not shrinking your tongue when you eat potato chips… What are potato chips? …Not. If you find out, you’ll only regret it, so don’t tell me!
I’ll accept it as it is!”
‘Ah… I got it! Ahhh…?’
Thank you! Sonia. Then let’s start! The spirit of the warhorse confidently replied.
There were hints from the moment she sat softly next to Sonia’s newly protruding mare’s brown ears, but Sonia, who wouldn’t have rejected it even if she knew… It was…
“Uh…Where are you coming in…Ohhh…Five grains…Five grains…♥
… Ve … Hee hee…Hit?! …♥ Ahaha…?! Hot… No answer there… Hee hee… Ahhhhh?! Ah…Huhu…Huhisit…♥
BE …”
Ears sprouting from Sonia’s yellow hair.
Sonia’s head with ears resembling a warhorse’s spirit.
The spirit of the war horse that was sitting softly next to that head.
“Hey uh …♡”
The spirit of the warhorse inserts his fingers into Sonia’s protruding warhorse ears. Fists from fingers. Sonia’s wrist…The elbow…The second ear…
“Hmmmm… Potato chips are like that!”
“Bee … Hee…Heh…! Hee hee…?! Ha…Ha ha…Hee hee…”
If you simply think of the length, the spirit’s hand pushed up to the shoulder of the ear of the warhorse that sprouted above Sonia’s head… It’s a hand that’s tucked in enough to go over Sonia’s head… But Sonia looks fine for now.
The Spirit of the Warhorse who reads Sonia’s status and makes personal evaluations. The touch of the spirit shimmering as if she was using her power as a spirit slightly as she moved her hand pushed into Sonia’s protruding ear.
Sonia’s golden eyes slightly lifted up, perhaps even advertising the glittering hand of the warhorse spirit that came inside like a pumpkin lamp.
“Hah…Uhhhhh. …♥”
Sonia, who just stood there like a person who had lost the ability to speak, grabbed the hand that the spirit of the war horse had put into it and pulled it tighter, with an expression that had reached the peak of pleasure she had never experienced in her life. On the contrary, the spirit of the war horse was embarrassed.
“Eh… Ehi! It’s dangerous, so don’t move!”
Far from being afraid of putting her hands in the ears of the warhorse that had grown up on top of her head, she dragged on… A mare trying to masturbate using a tool like a pack horse in heat… Sonia’s hand went into her protruding ears.
As if bringing a vibrator to her lower mouth for a delicious bite, the spirit’s touch entered her head through her ear protruding from the top of her hair. A female in heat who pulls rather than pulls away.
A lewd scene created when the face of a pretty girl who makes everyone she meets think slightly bad is swallowed up by the strange pleasure of continuous climax.
A strange female horse flicking her tongue, whether it was because of the spirit’s hand that had come in so strangely that it was going to lick the empty air.
I was going to explain how to move ‘as a warhorse’ from now on, but… Sonia, a mare who makes one of the postures to be taught, a big leg lift.
“Wow…! It’s dangerous! Soniat!”
Sonia, a strange female horse who, of course, wears nothing and lifts her lewd but strong legs while rubbing them.
A strange posture of welcoming the cold wind by lifting the thighs dripping with obscene love juice.
The epidermis, which had been gently hiding Sonia’s lewd buttons, was brushed aside thanks to the naturally raised leg of the mare, and began to harden.
It’s soft, but if you press it to feel the softness, the obscene click will swell.
“Heheh…Ehhhhh. …♡”
Sonia lowered her leg while dripping wet juice, and this time lifted the other leg like a dignified warhorse.
The spirit of the warhorse was taken aback by Sonia’s reaction like a mare for sexual treatment.
Slowly and carefully inserting the spirit’s protection, removing the bitter hand… The warhorse’s spirit carefully blocks the hand of the female horse Sonia, who is blocking it.
“Ehehe… Wait a little… Wait… Is it all done… Happ!”
Mulberry…!
The spirit’s hand slipped out of the mare’s ears growing on Sonia’s head, making a cool sound like opening a bottle cap.
“Huh…It’s done…Are you alright Sonia?”
The spirit of the warhorse asked while making a mulberry sound and pulling out a finger that had entered Sonia’s ear through her hair.
I don’t even know what she’s doing while saying hehe…♥’ Until just now, but it was Sonia who was pulling her indented finger inward, so it was the spirit’s consideration to ask if she was okay.
It’s not something to say grandiosely of the spirit’s blessing…, But it’s an effect that makes it easier to stand on tiptoe as a warhorse or proudly stick out your chest.
That’s why I stuck my fingers through Sonia’s brown ears like a warhorse on top of her hair…
“…Are you okay? I sat down until just now…Ah…Ah…Ah…?
Ehh?!
…Higiiiiit …♥”
It didn’t stop the poor beauji from pouring her love juice down her thighs, but Pong! Sonia’s new haired warhorse made a sound… The spirit’s touch slipped out of her ears.
It’s not the chastity belt that was blocking the lewd mare’s lewd view, but the spirit’s touch that made her lewd love juice flow.
“…Eheh…Heh…♡ It’s itchy…It’s itchy…♡”
“So… Sonia Ah…? Why are you doing that…! Come to your senses…!”
Even if the spirit of the warhorse sees it, it can only be touched as a ‘reward’ for training. A horned mare that gently rubs the part protected by the armor of a female warhorse as if it were tickling. Sonia.
“Hey…This has never happened before…But why does this only happen to Sonia…Ho…Maybe this world’s mare…No. Is a person’s constitution different?”
Puddle. From Sonia’s curiosity out of curiosity, her status and stats. The spirit of the warhorse who misunderstood that it was because of her cultural and life background, not thinking about the finger she had inserted into her head while reading her personal privileges.
(Hah… But the ability to keep your tongue from shrinking when you eat potato chips… I’m curious, but isn’t it obvious…)
“Eheh…♡”
While recovering from the feeling that her soul had been read inside her heart, Sonia sat down on the floor while pouring mare’s estrus juice on the sloppy view.
She barely straightens her posture and sits down, but Sonia rolls around in circles as she collapses.
Instead of rolling on the living room floor, the thinly rolled blanket on the bed, it was the dirt floor for training horses on the field, but… Sonia, who was strong enough, didn’t get hurt.
