"You're just jealous you ain't got these buns. Creepy ass horse-bug... ass." you mumbled, rubbing your sore backside as you stood up straight. "Dammit, you bite holes through my pants and boxers. I only have one pair of each!" you shouted, looking back to see the spots her fangs pierced through, showing some of your skin. "They only just  got the measurements right for spare clothes back in Canterlot when you assholes kidnapped me."