Rob held the scanner over the crystal-like seashell, eyes gleaming as he scanned it over. This was the first time he'd seen something like this for sure on this planet. It'd make a good keepsake. And perhaps an even better gift for Tulip. Maybe he could make a necklace if he found enough of em...?
With the shell scanned, Robb picked it up, hiding it in his voluminous hair. He did not, after all, have any pockets on his outfit.
With the shell tucked away, he continued to scan around, looking for both additional undocumented flora and fauna as well as the shells.
And as he was walking along the beach, head looking down, he didn't see the large form standing in his way until he bumped right into the form, head bouncing right off their chest and causing him to stumble to the ground, scanner slipping from his grip.

"Ugh, wha-?" Rob started to exclaim... then stopped as he saw what he had bumped into.
An imposing, busty, remarkably thick horse woman clad in nothing but small palm leaves fashioned into a skirt and a not so effective chest cover. Her arms were on her hips, eyes narrowed as she stared down Rob.

"Uh... high there." The explorer greeted, giving a sheepish wave.
"Don't mind me. Just... looking around."

The horse woman said a few things in a strange language, arms crossing. Robb wished he'd thought to bring along a translator of some kind.
"Sorry, I... don't understand you." Rob admitted.

The horse woman's scowl turned into something of a smirk. She spoke again, seeming to ask a question. Rob, unsure if it was good or bad, simply nodded his head. That seemed to be all the horse woman needed.
With surprising speed, she stooped down and scooped Rob up in her arms, holding him close with her hefty bosom resting on top his body. Rob's face turned a bright crimson at this turn of events.

"W-wait, what is this? What are you doing?"

The horse ignored him, already starting a brisk trot back towards the island jungle, her breasts bouncing in tandem with her stride which resulted in a rather bumpy ride for Rob. Which wasn't neccessarily a bad thing.

"Well... if you insist." He chuckled, trying to hide how much he was enjoying this. And failing quite miserably.
He'd soon realize that their intentions with him was far from modest. And that there were quite a few other horse women eager for a cuddle toy.

Hey guys!

So it's been a rough week so I thought I'd finish off this sketch in photoshop to get a bit more practise in.

So it looks like while on the island Tulip promised Talia a strapping canine chap for which she could get amazing snu snu from, and the rest, well it kinda speaks for itself XD

Enjoy!

Talia, Rob and art  robthehoopedchipmunk

Story written by the awesome  Telokey-the-bat