| Humor Non-Fiction posted June 2, 2016 |
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First ride goes badly.
No More Horsing Around
by jaho58
Excited, I could barely eat my light breakfast; I was going on my first horseback ride and due at the stables at 9:00. I glanced at the clock, grabbed my phone, and sprinted to my Pinto.
The guide explained the exercise, then led me to Diablo (Mouse and Feather were already mounted) a huge skittish stallion of demonic bloodline (what, you’re out of ponies?). I balked but was assured he was gentle.
I was actually enjoying our trot when suddenly Diablo was hit by a falling rock and galloped onto a side trail. My ornamental combs flew out of my hair! The breakneck gait not only lifted my bottom off the saddle but flung my massive breasts onto my face covering my mouth and nose — I couldn’t breathe! Chilling headlines ran through my mind: Mammaries Suffocate Rider!
A guide eventually rescued me; I’ve never ridden again.
100 Word Story writing prompt entry
Excited, I could barely eat my light breakfast; I was going on my first horseback ride and due at the stables at 9:00. I glanced at the clock, grabbed my phone, and sprinted to my Pinto.
The guide explained the exercise, then led me to Diablo (Mouse and Feather were already mounted) a huge skittish stallion of demonic bloodline (what, you’re out of ponies?). I balked but was assured he was gentle.
I was actually enjoying our trot when suddenly Diablo was hit by a falling rock and galloped onto a side trail. My ornamental combs flew out of my hair! The breakneck gait not only lifted my bottom off the saddle but flung my massive breasts onto my face covering my mouth and nose — I couldn’t breathe! Chilling headlines ran through my mind: Mammaries Suffocate Rider!
A guide eventually rescued me; I’ve never ridden again.
The guide explained the exercise, then led me to Diablo (Mouse and Feather were already mounted) a huge skittish stallion of demonic bloodline (what, you’re out of ponies?). I balked but was assured he was gentle.
I was actually enjoying our trot when suddenly Diablo was hit by a falling rock and galloped onto a side trail. My ornamental combs flew out of my hair! The breakneck gait not only lifted my bottom off the saddle but flung my massive breasts onto my face covering my mouth and nose — I couldn’t breathe! Chilling headlines ran through my mind: Mammaries Suffocate Rider!
A guide eventually rescued me; I’ve never ridden again.
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Writing Prompt Write a story that is between 100 and 150 words. The trick is you must use the following words: breakfast, light, rock, phone, clock |
Diablo is Spanish for 'devil'
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