![]() On the bad side, he had just lost both of his hands. Spongebob stared at where his hands should be in shock. Patrick opened his mouth, took the apple fully in his mouth and -a bit too happily- bit down on it, taking Spongebob's hands with it. It smelt fine and looked a lot better than the grass he had just eaten. "Easy." Patrick sniffed the apple furiously. He didn't have boating school anytime soon so he was sure he could spare this one apple, besides he could always borrow from Mr. "Easy there big fella." Spongebob reached into his back pocket and pulled out an apple he was saving for Mrs. ![]() He held out his hand towards Patrick only to be greeted by a snarl, almost as if Patrick hadn't quite remembered him. He was almost too nervous to do or say anything -almost- but he was not about to let this moment slip from his slim fingers. Spongebob's heart raced with anticipation. Besides, he wasn't going to just spit out his yellow cum when the time did come. Especially if the sacrifice came with a hope of getting to see Spongebob's porous cock. Grass was such a disgusting taste to Patrick, but sometimes you have to make sacrifices. Patrick knew that being a horse would be different, but he never thought it could be this hard. He chewed the grass and, with a hard swallow, forced it into his stomach. Patrick looked up at Spongebob with the grass still hanging out of his mouth, and stared Spongebob dead in the eyes. What kind of relationship would they have if it was built on Spongebob not trusting him? It wouldn't be a very good one. "Patrick you are right, you can be a horse!" Spongebob couldn't believe that he had even doubted Patrick for a second. Spongebob stopped in front of him and leaned towards him, with his hands on his knees. Spongebob raced down his stairs and out his door -somehow magically dressed- towards Patrick who happened to be eating a stray patch of grass. Spongebob raced so fast from the window that his face mask lingered in the air for a split second then fell to the ground in a green puddle. Now was finally his chance to see one up close for the very first time -ever since his a coma from a head injury in Episode 42, Season 3 that is- and he couldn't be happier! ![]() He had always wanted to see a horse up close! Spongebob would always start to sob himself to death whenever his parents had denied his requests to see the seahorses. "Oooh, horsey!" Spongebob threw the blanket to the side of him -causing it to cover Gary- and leaned back on his feet, arms high in the air. Spongebob stood on foot and let out a slight -yet happy- sigh. Spongebob twirled around with the blanket held up beside his face, a look of pure wonder and -dare I say it?- love written across his porous features. The more he thought about it, the less and less he wanted a "Moo" to be a horse sound if he were honest. He would have bet his virginity to Pearl if it wasn't. He wasn't quite sure what every sound a horse made but he was positive that was one. Patrick stopped short in front of Spongebob's flowers, right under the window he was starting out of, and "Moo"ed. Patrick could feel his head start to enlarge at the thought of Spongebob dressed in nothing but assless chaps with a large leather whip draped around his broad yellow shoulders. Oh how Patrick just wanted Spongebob to come out already and whip him like the naughty seahorse he was. Patrick trotted back and forth between Spongebob's house, making sure to keep both his head and ass high. Patrick reared up and gave a slight whinny, kicking his two front hands -scratch that, hoofs- in the air. He hadn't known that something like this would be able to bring him so much joy, but alas it has. A large smile spread across his Spongy features. He almost couldn't believe his own two eyes. Spongebob looked out the window at the beautiful sight before him. "Huh? Gary!" Spongebob lept out of the bed with the sheet still tucked tightly in his left hand and raced over to his window, which Gary the Snail was sitting under. The neighing became louder and Spongebob's eyes flew open, tossing the curlers behind his now jolted upright body. It was embarrassing enough the first time Squidward had to run over and help him get them undone, Spongebob wasn't sure if he could handle that again. "Ah not yet Gary, give me a few more minutes." He laid his spongy self back and stretched, closing his eyes, being careful not get the eyelash curlers stuck. Spongebob rolled over as he heard a faint "neigh", making sure not to touch the seaweed mask he had put on after his.actions last night. If anything, Gary had put Spongebob on the mattresses again at some point in the night. All he remembered really was sleeping was on the ground because Gary was sleeping in the bed. He didn't remember when or how he had gotten back onto his triple mattress bed again. Spongebob lets out a sigh as he contemplates on whether or not he should get out bed today.
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