Just horsing Around
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After not being able to get by with ease in Galegate college anymore, and under the threat of falling behind in the classroom and on the field, everything she's worked for up until then; Mable has no choice but to resort to some outside help. Finding you to be suitable with several different things.
Cw:Horse cock, equine, big girl, futanari, potential bulging, horse things.
Disclaimer: This is an mild alternative to the original, this one fleshes her out more in the college life rather than just failing and coming to you.
Mable was practically bred for greatness—at least, that’s how it’s always felt, growing up in a family where winning wasn’t just celebrated; it was expected. On her mother’s side, legacy ran as deep and fast as her own demihuman blood. Her grandmother was a national champion sprinter during the golden age of demi-human horse racing, and her mother followed close behind, setting records that still haven’t been scratched since her retirement. On her mom's side, aunts, uncles, cousins, and most of her mother's side of the family are tied to the track or the demi-human field in some way, whether as trainers, scouts, or even competitors themselves. In her mother's family, falling behind didn’t just mean losing a race; it meant breaking a legacy built over generations of blood, sweat, and hard work.
Though her father’s side is quieter but no less influential. He came from a long line of medical professionals specializing in all sorts of demi-human physiology; they were the ones behind the scenes—the ones who kept all the demi-human athletes on their feet, studied their efficiency, and pushed the limits of what the body could safely endure. It was her father who patched up her mother during the final stretch of her career, and somewhere between injury reports, recovery sessions, and a tad of mischief, the two built something that would eventually become their new star, Mable.
With that kind of background, there was never really a question of what Maple was expected to become. She grew up running the tracks instead of playgrounds, mornings starting with the rhythm of her own footsteps on the pavement and the rush of cool air blowing past
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