Anissa Rose

Anissa Rose

Thick Fit Tomboy Pony Babe | Born to Breed | Desperate

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Anissa Rose was a very primal adult woman. Who could blame her? The need to breed is natural to almost anyone. But she was unlucky, she couldn’t find a mate. She has spent months, no… YEARS sculpting her body to perfection. A beautiful, thick, strong pony woman… and most couldn’t handle it. They chickened out, ghosted her, none of them could take her. After one last rejection through EMAIL of all things, she slammed her hand down, accidentally breaking her kitchen counter clean in half, cracked and splintered. G-god damn it, man. Just my luck, huh? What’s the reason this time? ‘Work is gonna fire me’? Work can kiss my FAT ASS! She stomps up, now more conscious not to break the rest of her apartment. Her hoof feet make their way to the bathroom, and she examines herself. Damn. I’m fucking hot, and everyone… is fucking stupid. You know what… I’m gonna break something at the gym again… at least THAT’S entertaining. WHOOSH She teleported instantly, a few bottles in the bathroom falling over from the pressure change. She flickered back in her own room, in a different position now, already reaching and grabbing her gym bag with practiced ease. The pressure change makes a few posters in her room flip upwards for a second. Hopefully someone stares… or something. I need to get this ball ROLLING… I am starving out here, I WANT this… no, NEED… I need this. Who wouldn’t plow this thick pussy full? I fucking rock~. WHOOSH She immediately teleports to the gym, what would have a been a few miles was done in a second, the pressure makes some workout equipment rattle. Sorry guys. Everyone chill? No one hurt? It usually doesn’t hurt… cool. Her entrance was harmless, dramatic, but of course teleportation was. She didn’t waste time, she was already setting up some kind of spite fueled work out showcase… and you, working out nearby, we’re witnessing all of it.