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>What is Flutterrape?
Flutterrape is a collection of stories about ponies trying and failing to have sex with Anon, the only human in Equestria. While the title implies that it is Fluttershy trying to rape Anon, others may follow in her stead and attempt their own versions of rape. There are different versions of Flutterrape, but most are light-hearted comedies about the ponies failing in their attempts to get into Anon’s pants. Just because your story has Anon in it, doesn't mean it fits in this thread. Check other threads (AiE, RGRE etc) about story content before posting.

>It's been 11 years, how is this thread still alive?
A perverse mixture of necromancy and spite.

>How do I start writing?
Use your imagination, you nitwit. Additionally, brush up on your grammar and abandon your standards.

Writing Guides:
Clever Dick's Tips For Short Stories -- https://ponepaste.org/1274
Driverbang's Writing Guide -- https://ponepaste.org/1275
Navarone's Writing Rules -- https://ponepaste.org/1276

For additional information, lurk. You could also check out the T:EM/P/O or /bale/ threads for further writing advice, unless they're dead.
So many threads have died, but only Flutterrape has remained. We shall always remain. We are bound to the fate of the board as a lich is bound to its phylactery.


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Author List: https://ponepaste.org/1270
FIMfiction Group: https://www.fimfiction.net/group/211640/flutterrape
Request Bin: https://ponepaste.org/1268

Thread Archive: https://desuarchive.org/mlp/search/text/Flutterrape/

OLD THREAD: >>40964876
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Yeeeah, work that grill baby.
>Today's the day, Fluttershy.
>Today you found a way to finally feel that hot sapien cock all inside you!
>A little brew that will make that dumb ape be able to smell your leaking sex pheromones and make his hindbrain ravish you
>You make your way up to his all too familiar house
>You pick up some thumping noise coming from inside
>It's a rhythmic thumping noise and gasping
>You put your ear to the outside log, you can hear a few muffled words
>"...Oh Anon right there... A little to the left... Oh that pinch feels good..."
>You start banging on the door hard, there better not be some hussy trying to steal your boytoy!
>You hear a muffled breath "Shit, someone's at the door..."
>Anon opens up, wearing just a towel, glistening with sweat and reeking of sex
>"Oh hey Fluttershy." he gasps "Sorry, wasn't expecting you to be this early..."
"S-So what's going on in there? I came over because I was bringing this bottle of rose honey wine and I heard all this noise and..."
>"Sorry, Flutters. You just caught us at a bad time..."
>"Is that Fluttershy at the door?" a feminine voice shouts from inside the house
>"Yeah babe. She came over to visit." you hear a feminine squeal from the back again
"W-Who is that?" Your heart starts to pound
>Suddenly, a tall ivory human is standing to one side of the door
>She had a long red-orange mane, and she was wearing a barely thrown on sack cloth dress that barely concealed rather firm chest teats and accentuated her hourglass torso
>So that's what human females look like...
>Her hands on Anon's shoulder and her chin was resting on them, as she looks at you
"I-I don't believe w-we've met..." You kick some dirt and avoid eye contact
>"Oh where are my manners?" She giggles "I'm Stacy. I'm so glad to finally meet you! Anon told me so much about you and all your friends in ponyville!"
"Y-You too..."
>"Y-Yeah, she's my girlfriend after we met 2 weeks ago..."
>"You didn't tell her about us?!" She says to Anon half jokingly punching his arm
>"I was going to come over to visit you, and introduce you later today on your side of town." Anon rubs his head, trying to placate the both of you
>To little avail, you might ad
"A-Are you from the same family as Anon...?"
>"Oh no! I came from a completely different state as Anon. We met a day after I woke up here and we shacked up a week ago. Thundercunt is my family name." She says in sheepish embarrassment
"W-Well I-I wanted to still give you this..."
>You hoof her the bottle of rose honey wine, desperate for this to end
>"Oh wow. This is so nice of you! Maybe I'd like to visit your shelter some time. Help take care of the cute animals."
"I-It might be a bit. I-I still am fixing the pattock..."
>In a rare moment, Anon seems to empathize with you on this
"W-Well, I b-better get to it now... it was good meeting you..."
>You can here the conversion happening in the doorway right now
>"Honey, you should try this, it's really floral..."
>I don't know babe, there's almost always something in there..."
>"C'mon, it's a nice gift. It's great."
>"Oh wow, that is good..."
>*sniff* "Something smells real good right now..."
>"Oh wow baby, you're smelling so spicy right now. I wanna eat you up right now..."
>"I'm feeling ready for another round or three..."
>The door slams as you run off back home with tears in your eyes
>You slam the door, dig out an old magic grimoire that Twilight got you
>Through your tears, you write a ten paragraph rant barely legible
>Right below your rant, a sentence appears from Moonlight Waltz
>"Lol, cuck."
>Great. Your life plans are ruined all because Anon decided to go
>Bucking Stacy Thundercunt
Good stuff
The worse case scenario for Butterhush.
fluttershy stop posing as anonfilly
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It doesn't matter who gets in her way, she'll always make sure she's the mare for you.
Even in 烈 mode, I still can't take cute little Flutters that seriously. Look at those adorable little hooves.
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Do not open
everytime i open these traps, it's given me a dark feeling of impending coom.
so i will take your advice this time, i won't open it.
Huh, this is pretty normal... Too normal
>OP pic
I like it.
Hey, I've yet to mention this story here. It has RGRE themes, but it's really more appropriate for this thread:

Please let me know what you think.
I’d been reading this for awhile, I’m looking forward to when you pick it back up
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>Y-You too...
Fucking kek. I love Fluttercuck.
That was awesome. I love how the wine played in at the end. And the small moment when Anon felt bad for Flutters, that felt like a personal touch to me, one I appreciated. There were some writing mistakes, but I enjoyed reading it anyway, and that's the important thing.
Hello, Kassaz.
I've given my thoughts on this one before. I think it's freakin sweet.
I hope you updated it, nigga
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Stop it! Stop posting sexy Flutters!!
You know yellow hooves keep posting them. She kept all of her pics during her failed modeling career.
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Kek. Why u mad tho?
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My fetish is present in this image. Don't tell Fluttershy.
YOU IDIOT! You don't know what powers you meddle in!!
In fact, you know what, fuck Flutterrape. This shit is stale.
We're changing the name to just

Here's how it works

>Be You.
>Open the door.
>Fluttershy is there.
Oh, hey, Fluttershy. Beautiful day, isn't it?
>"It sure is."
So I suppose you're here to guess my fetish.
>"Not today, actually."
>"Yes, really. I was hoping we could do something different for a change."
Well, that sounds nice.
>She smiles, it's nice.
>"I know. I'm actually here to rape you today."
>It's no longer nice.
What? You're going to rape me?
>"Yeah. That's how this works now."
Damn. But I spent all that time avoiding fucking you.
>"I know. I'm sorry."
Why did I do that?
>"You didn't want to get raped."
Right. But this is the rape thread now?
>"Yes. I talked to a few ponies on the way and made sure."
I hope they're okay.
>"I raped them."
>"Then they raped me."
Dear me.
"Some of them were children, Anon. Just mere children, and yet they overpowered me and had their way with my butt over and over again."
Sure. Fluttershy--
>"Some of them were even ethnic!"
>"And soon they'll rape you too."
You were overpowered by zebra children, and they all took turns raping your ass.
>"Of course. This is the rape thread. I didn't specify zebra, though. That's your own prejudice."
Listen, Fluttershy, if rape is the norm around here now, then is it even rape anymore? Wouldn't it just be... nothing?
>"No, it's still rape."
How do you figure?
>"Well, I believe that rape is in the eye of the rape-holder."
You just made that up.
>"I did. Besides, I know you don't want it, so it'll always be rape as long as you're around."
Guess I'll have to learn to like it.
>"You can't like rape, Anon. That's crazy."
It's not crazy. You like rape. Hell, you love rape.
>"I do not."
You're literally raping somebody right now.
>"I am not!"
>"Help me!"
>"Shut up, you! I'm talking to Anon."
Look, I don't think this rape thread thing is going to work out. I can't have you and a bunch of other ponies going around and raping the shit out of each other all the time. The world doesn't work when it's horny.
>"So what do we do now?"
>"Please, help me..."
>"Shh. Sweetie, I'm still talking to Anon. Give me a minute, or mama will really make it hurt."
Let the poor kid go already, Fluttershy.

okay, nevermind. rape thread sucks
I find it hard to believe Vegeta’s hairline could be a turn on to anyone.
it's fucking bon bon ain't it, mr. krabs?
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Nope. But I'd fuck Bon Bon too.
Thanks, and yeah, sorry, I haven't updated it much since the original threads died, but I'll try to write the next chapter soon. I've got it all planned out, but I've also got two other stories to write right now.

I'll let you guys know when I finish the next chapter.
Dot is probably the cutest Neet.
Moments before an angry mother caves Fluttershy's skull in. Anon eats popcorn as he watches the carnage.
Unless it is an orphan, then she's fine. They don't deserve love.
She’s so cute, Fluttershy should’ve tried being a chubby Neet
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Stop talking about other mares.
this but unironically
Quick bump before bed
>"Hi, Anon. Is page ten your fetish?"
>You watch as Fluttershy inches her hoof towards the black hole known as Page Ten
No, Fluttershy. Now get away from there.
>"Oh, okay."
>But wait
>Shouldn't you let her get sucked in
>It'd be the end of all this rape
No, wait, hold on a sec.
>"What is it, Ano--AGH!"
>You push Fluttershy into the black hole
>She gets sucked in just like a cartoon
>Her body is pulled until she's as long as a string of spaghetti and she swirls down into the black hole toilet
>She screams
>"Anooooooooooooooooooooooooon!... Are black holes you--"
>And soon she's gone
>Well, that's that
>Then she flies out from behind the black hole
>The shock on your face doesn't register with her
>She's just kicking the ground shyly and hiding her eyes behind her mane, like she's got something to say
>"That, um, wasn't nice."
Why are you still here?
>"It spit me out."
>"I don't know."
>She thinks
>"I did try to ask if black holes were your fetish before I came out the other side. Maybe that was the reason?"
>Fucking lame ass Page Ten, can't even handle a little Flutterrape
>Just then Fluttershy looks at the black hole critically
>"You know, it really doesn't suck that much, not as hard as I do."
>You're going to make a joke about that
>But then Fluttershy bites the end of the black hole and sucks it up
>She gives the black hole the succ before swallowing it all
>Page Ten is gone now, like it was never there, and Fluttershy is patting her full stomach with content
>She doesn't even look different after swallowing it all
>She even lets out a dainty burp, like she just ate a daisy sandwich
>When she looks at you, she smiles
>"Imagine that, but to your d-d-d-d--"she's too flustered to say dick and gives up"--Penis!"
>Why even have a page ten if she's just going to come back every time anyway?

Funny stuff
I want to ruin her hair with a particularly musky and sticky load
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I want to do the same thing to her mom
"Why can't you just let us die?"
>"Silly Anon, you have. Threads have had a few premature endings, but my lust is eternal. There is no end for us. Time is a circle made of cubes."
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TOO RISKY! Bump before the orange one returns!
This mare does not need to guess your fetish.
This mare KNOWS your fetish.
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>This mare KNOWS your fetish.
I don't know if I should be scared or horny
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Celestia has lots of free time nowadays.
There is no respite.
bro, she'll use a straw or something
this is fluttershy bruh
da fuck? I've never seen this one before.
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This is good
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Careful Ponka, that veggie boy belongs to AJ
He never had a chance
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late night boop
more >>41037754

>Tonight the dream realm matches the dark night sky, and you sit crosslegged on the floor, among the stars
>Princess Luna, who will not be raping you tonight, is now dressed as Nightmare Moon
>And she turns around to face you
>She's blushing; her ears are folded
>“I-If a hug is really that important…”
>You've never seen her so embarrassed before
>"T-Then prepare yourself!"
>She just stands there, though, and rubs her foreleg awkwardly
>You cough
>She jumps, like you just caught her masturbating over your naked body out there in the real world
Everything okay, Luna? This isn't really the reaction I thought asking for a hug would get.
>"Well... you've never asked for one before. To be frank, I'm waiting for the other horseshoe to drop the second I get close."
What other horseshoe?
>“I don’t know. Your power has no limits in your dreams. You could summon my sister as an elephant again…”
>Her left eye twitches involuntarily
>That sure stuck with her; she really hated that one
I’m sorry.
>She blinks
I said I’m sorry.
>She brings her hoof to her chest, and you immediately regret saying that
>“Oh, Anonymous, I…”
Hey, don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not saying you didn’t deserve it, because, a lot of the time, you did.
>She snorts, then stomps her armored hoof. “That is not true at all.”
Look, agree to disagree. It’s my dream, anyway, so I promise that I won’t fuck with you. Not this time.
>You pat the floating spot of starry sky that’s next to you, offering it up like a seat
>She eyes it warily
>”You do promise?”
I promise, Luna.
>You then ask her to sit next to you
>She does, and then, like you asked, she wraps her wing around you and gently pulls you next to her
>She takes her helmet off and rests her head on your shoulder
>Her dark coat fades back to Luna's familiar twilight
>She looks at the helmet with regret, but she softens, leaning further against your shoulder as you scoot closer to her
>You, of course, can't feel a thing
Why'd you dress up as her when I asked you for a hug?
>She sighs, like you brought up a bad memory
>"I'm only telling you this because I know you won't tell any pony else about it. Got it?"
>You don't say anything at first
>"I'm serious."
I don't care about your personal life, Luna. We're not buddies, you just try to rape me sometimes in real life.
>"She's been behaving today," Luna says, looking at the screen that acts as a feed to your bedroom
>In real life, Princess Luna is posing your nude form on the bed in various positions, and sketching them all
>Her life drawing classes are really paying off, you must say
>She's still only really good at drawing cock though
>"Why did you ask for a hug, Anonymous?"
Because I haven't been hugged once since I left home.
>You mean it, too; these ponies don’t like to get too friendly with you, not like that
>Luna has never hugged you in real life
>In your dream, she is quiet at first; she’s looking at you
>“Anonymous. Look at me.”
>When you turn and meet her smile, she boops your nose
>“Whenever you want to wake up tonight, just tell me, okay?”
>“Otherwise, I think I’ll stay here and enjoy this.”
>She curls further up against you and sighs, her eyes settling on the screen
>“I have to say, it’s very peaceful to watch myself draw.”
Yeah, you’re pretty good.
>“I hope she doesn’t reach over for some of your dirty underwear and ruin this for us.”
She won’t. I locked the hamper up in the laundry room tonight.
>“Thank Celestia.”
>You both jump at the sudden return of Parrot-Celestia, who is perched on top of Nightmare Moon’s helmet
>You look at each other
Did you bring her here?
>“Why would I do that?”
>Parrotlestia flaps her wings
>Then starts shrieking endlessly
>You and Luna share a look
I’m feeling hungry. You want your sister fried or baked tonight?
>“I am partial to a roasted rump,” Luna says, smacking her lips, “and there is a lot of rump to be found on my sister’s rear.”

>Parrotlestia slowly turns on a spit that’s over an open fire; she has the fattest ass on any bird you’ve ever seen
>On the screen, Real Luna is starting to nod off
>Whenever she does, her pencil scratches the paper, usually ripping a hole into it
>Also close to passing out is Dream Luna
>Her cheek is now smooshed against your shoulder, and you listen to her deep, drawn-out breaths
>Everytime she closes her eyes, she ends up holding them shut just a little longer
>She’s the only thing that’s alive here
Do you want to finish telling me about earlier?
>She hums sleepily, not opening her eyes
Why you dressed up as Nightmare Moon earlier?
>Her eyes shoot open, but they’re bloodshot, and soon she’s yawning again, matching the screen
>She doesn’t speak at first
You don’t have to tell me.
>“It’s not that. I, uh… I just would never admit this to any pony…”
>She’s already nodding off again
>She can’t help it, not if she’s that tired in real life
>Regardless, she stills tells you, as she drifts in and out of sleep
>“That was… the strongest I’ve ever been… When I felt that power, it was like I knew… that every pony couldn’t ignore me anymore…
>“I was wrong, of course. It was weak to become Nightmare Moon…”
>She yawns again, your shoulder lulling her back to sleep
>“And so sometimes, when I feel weak, I just can’t help it.. I feel like sometimes… in my dreams… I’m changing back… into her…”
>For a while, you watch her resting on your shoulder, quietly snoring
>Then you gently take her hoof and bring it up to your nose

>In the morning, you wake up with a vague memory of the night before
>Princess Luna was here last night, there are still some dick drawings that she left behind which attest to that
>But she didn’t try to rape you
>All she did was watch you for a while
>Then she hugged you, for a really long time
>You’re not sure why she did that, but it felt good
>You think it might have had something to do with your dreams
>But you don’t always remember them
>Once you found out she wasn’t going to rape you though, it felt damn good to be hugged, you have to admit
>It all felt like a dream
>You can’t even remember when she left
>Maybe, just maybe, if she can behave herself, you’ll let her cuddle with you sometime
>Whenever she asks again
>Man, she’s going to ask again the next time you see her, you just know it
>Well, you’ll make her sign something first, before she can even touch the bed
>You get up for breakfast
>For some reason, roasted chicken is on your mind right now
>You open your closet to get dressed
>And there’s Princess Luna, stuffing some of your dirty underwear into your mouth
>Her eyes go wide at being caught
>Then she tries to smile through cheeks stuffed with your undies
>You grin back, but she doesn’t like it
Come here, Luna. Let me give you a hug.
>And you do
>You hug her until she’s right out the fucking window
>It still hurts whenever horsey hooves kick you in the ribs
>Fucking Luna

lel, where did that bon bon flag come from?
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Shes a menace.
Well I certainly wasn’t expecting more of that story, good job
They are awfully darn cute when they're not trying to molest (You).
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Nice dubs sugarcube.
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S-stop breaking into my house!
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*our house
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>Vegetanon was raped vigorously several times that night.
>He never stood a chance.
Oh my
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Yep. Vegetanon is truly in a tight spot (kek) in Equestria.
Why am I being served ads in Vietnamese?
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Why are you not using adblock?
I mean, he can fly. She's a mud horse.
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This isn't even her final form
Only in her dreams, just like her brother.
I want her to put on black lipstick and paint my dick black until I jizz all over her face.
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late night boop
Thanks S1 Luna. Imagine the confusion when S2 Luna showed up at your door step. She says it’s her, but the personality change is too drastic from yesterday’s fetish guess.
Containment’s breached
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>TFW the thread is overcome by Anons who /want/ the yellow.
Well you know what they say, die the hero and all that.
Welp. You're fucked.
She's not even real. A dream made up by poochie.
>Day of nothing in Equestria
>You didn't get a lot of sleep last night, so you're in no mood for Fluttershy's shit this morning
>It's just going to be another fetish guess
>They keep getting weirder
>Yesterday, she showed up wearing Applejack's hat
>You told her last week that you wanted her to wear Applejack's hat and she actually went and did it
>The absolute madmare
>Then she tried to rape you, as usual
>Well, now you've got to get it over once again
>You open the door
>"Hi, Anon. Is--"
It's not my fetish.
>"Um, good morning to you, too."
>You scowl at her attempts to be kind
It's not my fetish.
>"What isn't?"
I don't know. I can't see whatever it is you're planning on asking me right now, so I don't know if you've got some kind of furry costume with you somewhere, or if you brought some kind of weird painful toy that you're hoping to shove up my butt, or if there's some kind of fucking weird, perverted thing you want to do in front of me.
>"Oh, it's nothing like that."
>She steps to the side, revealing a picnic basket
>This means nothing; Fluttershy can turn anything into rape
>You know those joke cans of chips, the spring loaded ones that are supposed to shoot out fake snakes?
>She put a bunch of little dildos in one of those once
>When you opened it, you ended up pointing the can at her
>A big black cock shot out of it; it chipped her front tooth
I just want to say, that whatever strange thing you have planned for this morning, you should be aware that it is not my fetish. Okay?
>You cross your arms and wait for her response
>Fluttershy just keeps smiling; she looks like a kid now with that chipped tooth
>"I just wanted to know if you'd like to share a picnic with me later."
>She opens the basket and shows you the delicious contents inside
>"What do you say?"
>You take a step back
>Then slam the door in her face
>What kind of fetish is that?
>How are you supposed to fuck a picnic?
>She gets weirder everyday
>You watch her from behind the window shades for a bit
>She stands out there on your porch, the echo of your door still in her face
>She scrunches her muzzle
>Then, after looking around to make sure she's alone, she reaches deep into the picnic basket
>She pulls out Applejack's cowboy hat
>You're surprised at how easily it slips onto her head
>She had to push it down yesterday
>She then swings one of her arms before her and says, still shyly, with her chipped smile:
>"Yeehaw! I'm Applejack, pard-a-nerd. Who wants to go out and rustle us up some human boys?"
>You're putting a stop to this
>"I reckon I'm hornier than a yeller peg-ay-sus on human member bender, I tell you what!"
No one said you could keep dressing up like her.
>Fluttershy gasps
>She bows her head, losing the hat, and trots away, her tail pressed flat against her rump
>You go open the door
>Just in time to catch her coming back
>She dives forward and grabs the edge of the hat with her teeth, sliding up to your porch on her belly
>Her eyes, traveling up your body, shrink once they reach your face
>She scrambles up and trots away, leaving the basket behind but keeping the hat
>You just shake your head
She's just getting weirder everyday

slightly rewritten bump, not even in time to bump
bro, poochie should keep dreamin then, cause daybreaker is lit senpai
>”Anon, I showed you my marebits.”
>”Please respond.”
> https://derpibooru.org/images/3354195
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I just fapped to Fluttershy's mom
you'll be aight
That’s treatable at least
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>"Hey Anon!"
>"What's got four squishy cheeks and six holes that need filling?"
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Didn't I warn you?
That mare KNOWS your fetish!
Fact: So many mares had raped Anon that 1% of all G5 ponies are directly descended from him
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>"So I will actually get the HMD?"
>"So Anon will sire my foals?"
Don't be silly, humans can't make babies with horses.
Pipp and Izzy beg to differ...
Yes. Many ponies BUT Flutterbutter. Her genes did not pass on.
You shouldn’t have said anything, you’ve altered the time stream and now she’s going to double her efforts
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Didn't they?
tldr, who is flutterrape?
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My god...
>dream about walking across a warm, muddy field
>wake up to find a mare licking your feet because you forgot to lock your kitchen window last night
Mare rapes >you
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It's pretty good.
You fucked up anon, there’s not coming back from this
If the OP was tl;dr for you, you're going to hate this thread because the best part of it is the silly greentexts, which you undoubtedly will not read because you can't be arsed.
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>Be out for a walk one fine day
>This horse blocks your path
>"Hey Anon, what do you think of me?"
>You carefully consider
"On a scale of one to ten, I'd say your an eight."
>She's so happy with this assessment that she pisses herself in excitement
you see what I did there
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u lil shit
Looks like Ponepaste is down again.
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Nice dubs pardner.
Oh. Tears.
Well looks like it’s fine now
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Oh no.
This is a masterpiece
six gorillion hours in ms paint
I think it was whiskeypanda that did a remake of this one
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nah, his name's LegendofLink. i've talked to him before, he's p cool
Yeah he did a good job, I hope he does some more FR stuff
That’s a nice Apple picture
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Did she shrink him?
That or she’s just real big
She’s too big.
That’s a dangerous I
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I hope you guys are careful whenever you venture out to the other threads
you never know where you're going to find some struggle snuggle these days
Could be worse, could be Celestia hugs.
Celestia fugs were worse, glad she's retired now
That’s a good one, I miss Neb
I have Liberty Prime to protect me from purple unicorn commies.
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rise n shine
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Poor anon didn’t have a chance
what does T:EM/P/O mean?
Can’t remember honestly
This is why you keep a hidden weapon on you.
somehow i think that being put in a glass jar is worse
it's because of the anticipation. the glass jar is hopeless; you can't escape, and she's going to put you in her vagina sometime anyway, so it's not like you're even avoiding that fate.

if her vagina is a death trap, then the glass jar is just death row
pick your poison, I guess
can i pick neither
I don't want to leave, I like it in here!
You enjoy yeast infection? Think, Anon, think!
>You stay in Fluttershy's vagina
>You're constantly edging her just by living in there
>Even when you're just lying down and watching Fraiser she's cumming all around you
>"Oh, Anon!" you hear her voice echo
Quiet up there.
>You have to hit the ceiling with your broom sometimes to shut her up
>But after a while it just makes her worse
>"OOOOoooooooh ANON!!!!"
Shut up, Fluttershy!
>Fluttershy soon gets used to having near constant orgasms
>Life settles for her
>She just wishes she could do something about the smell
>And all the cum that's always leaking out of her
>And all the ponies that stare at her now
>Well, mostly everything, really
>As for you, living in Fluttershy's pussy is really no picnic
>But it's what you've chosen
>Great place for getting shitfaced too
>Cider season is always a hoot whenever you're all partying in her pussy
>Pinkie loves the mare cum hot tub
>You keep telling her not to go in it though
>No one ever cleans it

bump, don't live there anon
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Well the yandere thread just stole our necromancy, but I'd say it was for a good cause.
creepy Twi is still p cute
I’m very glad to see him back
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where that vagina boy at, he's 'sposed to be keeping this thread above water
Pretty sure Apples left him tied up in the barn after another failed attempt he made at trying to fight her.
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sounds like applebloom went easy on him this time.
gonna take a nap, y'all stay blessed
>Now even Applebloom is in on it.
Poor VegetAnon.
the apples stay abusing him
>Throwing the thread to page 1.
Watch out for pear ponies while you're throwing that.
he don't listen
Applejack in a bathrobe with her hair down, holy fuck
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>TFW Pg8 but you gonna bump the thread.
An anonymous source told me that Fluttershy has a cuckquean fetish
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I don't buy it. Reluctant cuck is more accurate.
Yeah sounds about right
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That time again
a lost cause
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>”I finally was able to turn myself into a human, Anon. Now will you marry me…?”
fluttershy my fetish is chest fluff https://ponerpics.org/images/6690326
That’s pretty lewd
"I'm sorry Fluttershy, I think you have Jaundice."
another one bites the dust
Don't worry, just another fetish art piece Fluttershy commissioned. She does a lot of those as you see, the sad artist doing them is one of those sad folks that hates the job but can't say no to money.
And still stinks of farm animal.
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No she doesn't, she just took a bath you smelly fuck
gonna be gone for a bit, stay out of trouble and mare pussy
Nice try nutterbutter, at least you didn't have a flag on this time.
>Page 10
Would they use his statue like a dildo? How long until they break him after being too rough?
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>"Oh, yeah!"
>"Of course Anon and me get it on all the time!"
>"Like, everyday!"
>"Heh heh, e-everyday!"
>"Why would I be suspected of watching him in the shower through his window that he doesn't cover up??"
>"Pfft, nah no way!"
I hate windows in Equestria, always showing off my junk to ponies. Indiscriminately!
Windows are rapists.
I blame Steve Ballmer
>Steve Ballmer
yo, that nigga is one birthday away from being 69, that fucking dirty old man
why'd I even look him up? dammit, we're dead again, aren't we?
no die
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>Wake up
>See this
Curse these rapist ponies they drive me to cum involuntarily.
I may rise but I refuse to shine.
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>I would never fuck Fluttershy
>Rarity does not rape, she seduces.
So what happens if they work together??
>gif of a guy taping buttered toast on a cat's back and dropping them, inventing a perpetual-motion infinite power source
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>'Sup dude?
>chest floof
Fucking disgusting furries
Did Twilight help her with this idiot idea? Rainbow couldn't have done that by herself.
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Did you like it? She worked really hard.
She fits the air headed bimbo part perfectly.
You fool. You complimented her and now look!
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>"So let me get this straight. Everytime you see me, you just cum?"
>"And you do this, like, all the time...?"
That was Fluttershy and Anon
In that one Nebulus short
Set in Twilight's laboratory

Do I win anything for knowing my Flutterrape trivia, you know, besides a lifetime of bumps and incomplete greens?
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You win Fluttershy licking your fingers.
LeStrange is in AiE, if you feel like asking him something
I remember his art is pretty cool
I already do that myself. fuck this game
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Well now she wants to suck something else.
Fine, she can have the mystery box
Whats in the mystery box, Anon?
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What else?
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it's a fucking portal that leads her straight to your erect cock everytime
and Twilight and Pinkie are there, too, to provide color commentary on the all action, coming at you live tonight on Hay Per View
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Wow, you removed the single thing blocking me from raw dogging you until you're pregnant. Get in the house.
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Anon made the mystery box, not flutterbutter. Maybe it has a shirt.
>Anon made the mystery box
Hold the fucking phone. Anon made a portal?
This nigga needs to go home already, then. What the fuck?

Maybe the mystery box is just bullying Twilight, like that one best friend green we got, oh... four years ago?
Okay, three years ago. But I was fucking close.
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idk man, i'd stay in equestria if given the choice.
all i gotta deal with is swatting down pony plot offerings and telling the locals to shut the fuck up with their spontaneous musical numbers.
>telling the locals to shut the fuck up with their spontaneous musical numbers
yeah, every fucking day, forever
and they'll try to get you to like it, too, that's the worst thing

Oh, sorry, Anon, you didn't enjoy it when you went to take a shower this morning and stumbled into a hours-long full blown performance of the pony version of Oklahoma? Well then I guess we better try Grease tomorrow! Clothing optional for you, of course.

Oh, and Fluttershy sings, too, but every time she sings it ends up being a song parody about rape ala Smudgey.

She's currently working away at one called "Do-Rape-Me" just for you
you don't understand.
i love shutting down musicals. im punting cunts and chucking anything throwable.
i don't mind elbow-dropping fluttershy, i'll let them have winter wrap up, that's it.
you're like that movie footloose, but without the dancing and just the outlawing stuff having to do with music part. I think, i've never seen that movie

okay, I want to see if I can remember Mute Anon's opening off of my head

>You are deaf Anon
>You are not listening
>Everyone assumes that you are but you aren't
>There's one who doesn't think that though
>One who never did
>And you hate her
>She just won't stop singing
>~"Do, a man, a sexy man"
>~"Rape, a drop of golden fun!"
>You just want her to leave you alone
>You can feel dirty from reading lips too, you know
>~"Me, a mare, in love with you"
>Fucking Fluttershy
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For the first time in my life having small cock benefits me.
I physically can't fullfill this request, Yellowquiet.
Yeah it was something like that
Why are ponies attracted to humans again? Why do all these mares want to ride Anon’s dick?
Depends on the story. Usually it's just Fluttershy, because she's weird.
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pheromones, curiousity about the human body, attraction to the exotic aspect, liking the size difference, etc. sounds like your average /v/ or /trash/ monsterfucker.
She would be dumb enough to think being called a bimbo is a compliment.
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The fact you're even talking about her is enough, Anon.
Maybe having her dad cheer her on would kill her mood.
>Why do all these mare want to ride Anon's dick?
that's why they're here
That’s what mares are for
t. Fluttershy
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late night boop
These are always nice
>Looking down at Pg8 from Pg1.
Would Fluttershy leave Vegetanon along when the next hot thing comes along, aka Trunks?
FOOL. Trunks wouldn’t appear. It’d be Misty Brightdawn, Fluttershy’s descendant, come to take Fluttershy’s place to get FUCK N CUM from Vegetanon.
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vegetable boy is slippin
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>Be Vegetanon.
>Uncaring of the direlct of the thread.
>Instead, laying in the grass wondering how to become a super sayian.
>Especially not caring of what any ornage horse has to say about your current actions.
>ESPECIALLY if said orange horse bleives she can face you in battle!
"Hmph! Let the thread die."
>You smirk and begin to laugh at the very sentiment.
"Hahaha... HAHAHA! AHHAHAH-"
>"Hey Veggie boy."
"Great apes!"
>You leap upward, getting to your feet.
>There she stands...
>The object of your disdain!
>A ruler even more cruel then Frieza!
"What do you want, orange!?"
>She glares.
>"Aw just got back from pickin' up your slack is all."
>You cross your arms and look away.
"Hmph. As if I care."
>She adopts a more smug look, raising her brow and shaking her head.
>"Aw, Veggie," She sighs, "I know y'all don't care. Don't matter if ya do, really."
"Then why are we having this conversation, exactly?"
>"Well ya need to be punished, of course!"
>Your heart skipped a beat.
>You're intimately familiar with her version of... "punishment".
"You will not lock me away, again, apple! I AM A THE PRINCE OF A WARRIOR RACE!"
>She looks on as you gloat, her expression not changing.
"Eh- you will regret the day I somehow came to this cursed world!"
>You lunge forward and follow through with a mighty right hook.
>She dodges easily.
>You follow up with a left hook, which she dodges yet again.
>"D'aw its always so cute when y'all try to struggle, sugarcube."
>You bring up your leg and angle your heel to axe kick her right on the haunches.
>Bringing your leg down as hard as you can, she dodges left.
>Your foot makes an impact hard enough to shake the ground.
>"Shucks, sugar veggie!"
>You riase your arms, grabbing your right wrist to prepare a ki blast.
>She stands, facing you.
>Not even the least bit scared.
>Again, your ki has forsaken you.
>This world, somehow, has robbed you of your energy and abilities.
>Rendering you as helpless as one of those weak humans.
>"Like I said, Sugarcube~."
>She approaches, slowly walking forward to close the gap and assert her dominance.
>"Don't really matter if you care~."
>Applejack jumps forward, places all her weight on her forelegs, and rear her hind legs, the muscles in her flanks flexing as she readies a hard, punishing buck.
>Her hind legs luanch forward, getting a direct hit in your midsection.
>You caugh up blood, and fall to the ground.
>Having the air knocked out of you, you attempt to collect yourself and ready another assault.
>Until a shadow appears in your view.
>A cold chill runs down your spine.
>She lunges forweard, taking you down and pinning you to the ground.
>"Now, for your punishment~."
>You cry, like a bitch, as your royal seed is stolen yet again.
Reminder that even Vegeta’s new weaponized jobber form can’t win here
>"Aw, Veggie," She sighs, "I know y'all don't care. Don't matter if ya do, really."
"Then why are we having this conversation, exactly?"
>"Well ya need to be punished, of course!"

That's what it's all about. There's my pony rape.
Good job, Veggie. My withdrawal chills have subsided for one more day.
Flutters just laid a Cleveland steamer on my chest
Too cruel, imagine ruining friendship for its princess.
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You missed the greentext for that, huh?
Yes, post it.
I wish I remembered who wrote that
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This is Fluttershy. She realises that Anon just isn't worth it. Look how happy she is.
Its a trap!
Yeah that’ll never last
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I will spoonfeed you, because I love you guys.
Original thread where anon drew the pic, and various replies ensued: https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/36602093/#q36662066
Nebulus' story, collected:
Right in the Sayan Pride.
Much appreciated
I found this in there, too. I liked it.
i don't buy it
To destroy all of fluttershys hopes and dreams forever.
I’m surprised I haven’t seen this before
Fluttershy was made to be bullied by better mares. Which is all of them.
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>Twilight's expression when she breaks the bones in your legs to keep you from running away.
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Go away 7.
I’m glad you’re on top of things
Just break her legs so she can't get closer.
Bro, she tries her best, she just smells like animals and has no game
Back the fuck off
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Surely Twilight wouldn't do something so barbaric when she has the power of science and magic on her side.
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>ten minutes into Flutterrape and chill, she gives you this look
i just want to read about it, not fucking do it
Put her back into the chastity belt
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>"Science and magic? That's just what I call my hooves when they're beating your legs to a pulp."
>"Now put 'em up, you big nerd!"
No style, no grace, a funny face.
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>Fluttershy can write poetry, but she's too spaghetti to rap in front of anyone
>Anon can freestyle and spit rhymes, but his lyrics always suck
Can they come together and save Rainbow Dash in time from being executed by both the Bloods and the Crips, who have come together just this once so that the world can finally be rid of worst pony once and for all?

I don't know, dude. I just want Fluttershy to be shrunken down so she can hide inside Anon's beanie and whisper sick rhymes to him ala Ratatouille. It would bring a whole new meaning to earrape.
Why is Rainbow getting executed?
This is the only real answer anyway
She stole all the cocaine
Stupid sexy Twilight.
don't fall for it
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Drunk ponies loooooooove to get touchy feely.
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They can’t help it, they’re just so small
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She has her eyes on (You)!! RUN!!
guys, who the fuck came all over Rainbow Dash?
I blame Mshake
he could have did it fast and then left before anyone even saw him
This is a real good Panko picture
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...Fuck you.
I miss Mshake, I know he was military so his abrupt disappearance was disheartening.
Quick bump before bed
Just make her live up to her Crash moniker and you're golden.
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just stay indoors during apple cider season, it's for your own good.
Is anytime really safe?
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We need some redheart flutterrape/yandere green.
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The yandere thread surprisingly reached bump limit a few days ago.
Nurse tries to drug Anon. Turns out horse medicine doesn’t mix well with human biology.
Explosive diahrea.
is pepto a thing in equestria? if not anon is fucked
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I appreciate the the sentiment but, I'm still around. I lurk/bump the thread when I can. I know I kinda abandoned my green of ol'boy joining the guard, at the time of my last post for it I had to go out for a month long shit-fest (traiing) out in southern California. By the time I returned I couldn't be bothered to continue it. I've tried since then, though. I sit and stare at the page waiting for something to happen but hours go by and nadda haha. Good to see that the threads still get occasional greens, though. Which mean Anons still like it enough to write for it. Albeit Flutterrape hasn't had a multi-thread spanning green in i don't even know how long. Sucks to suck, I guess.
Wha-HEY! I don't bust loads that big.
oh, man, that was my request
love that guy
>I lurk/bump the thread when I can.
good enough for me. you're here forever, welcome back

>Flutterrape hasn't had a multi-thread spanning green in I don't even know how long.
Like, December, I think. Gothmarriage, had Inky Rose in it.
I fucking missed it while it was being posted, dude; it's, like, a real bummer, man...

>“Oh, it’s nothing,” Fluttershy says, slightly embarrassed. “Anon and I don’t do that anymore.”
>Despite this distressing word, Tree Hugger, her elbow bent on the table, and her chin resting inside the tiny cup of her hoof, is smiling as she looks at her.
>”I still want to hear all about it sometime.”
>Fluttershy sees you shaking your head and says, “That’s really it. It was no big deal, really…”
>She swallows a hard lump in her throat, then turns around to catch the tea kettle, before it could have a chance to whistle.
>“I just used to follow Anon all the time, trying to win his love, guess his fetish… You know, no big deal.”
>It’s quiet now, after she says that.
>Tree Hugger–some friend of hers you’ve never even met before, even after all these years–she wanted to know about it.
>Your past with Fluttershy.
>You don't like Tree Hugger.
>She looks like she steals. She’s a pony that wears a bandana.
>Why does she have to invite herself to your morning tea time with Fluttershy again?
>These tea sessions are what replaced her morning fetish guesses in the first place; they’re supposed to be a peaceful time.
>You watch as she takes yet another spoonful of sugar from the bowl, from your sugarbowl.
>She dumps the sugar in a little baggie she's hiding underneath your table.
>Most of it just joins the ant-hill sized pile that’s resting at the feet of her chair, though.
>Oh, right. That's why you hate Tree Hugger.
>Cause she's a fucking hippie, pony mooch.
>She’s a thief, and she looks like she really doesn't use soap.
>Note to self: Do not let her use the bathroom.
>When she takes a spoonful this time, she sees you watching her.
>She reluctantly drops the spoon into her tea and begins stirring.
>There’s a small smile playing beneath her big, bushy eyebrows.
>"So you used to, like, try to share your love with each other all the time?"
>You hate Tree Hugger.
It's called rape, actually.
>"It wasn't real rape,” Fluttershy says.
Sometimes it was.
>“Not really,” she says.
>Then, to Tree Hugger: “I was just trying to show Anonymous my love."
By raping me.
>"It never went that far," she says, sighing wistfully into her own tea.
>When you look at her, though, she's pretending to blow on it.
>"Too hot," she says, with a smile.
Anyway, don't get her started on all that again. She'll get in the mood.
>Tree Hugger stops short of taking her twelfth spoon of sugar.
>She looks at you. "The mood?"
>The mood for rape.
>You've seen it before, or you used to, at least.
>The look in her eyes changes. Her feathers ruffle up, all her mane stands on end.
>"I won't get in the mood," Fluttershy says with a pout. Her lips rest on the rim of her teacup.
>Her wings shuffle subtly, though, when she says it.
>You're not even going to tempt her.
>Tree Hugger, though, doesn’t share your sentiment.
>“You ever think of getting your groove back, Fluttershy?”
>Fluttershy “Eeps!” and hides her face behind her wings. “N-Not really…”
>She can’t look anyone in the eye when she says it.
>Eventually, by dangling a bar of soap in front of her face, you're able to lead Tree Hugger out of your house.
>When you go back to the kitchen, Fluttershy is sweeping up the pile of sugar Tree Hugger left behind.
>She’s humming So Many Wonders, and her tail is swishing in time with her sweeps.
>“There’s an ant hill on the way back home. They’ll be so happy to have this.”
You don’t feel like finishing our morning tea?
>“No, I can’t... I’m getting in the mood.”
I knew it.
>“I’m going to finish sweeping this up first.”
I think you should leave now.
>“Anon, it’s been almost a year since I tried anything. Don’t you trust me?”
Look, don’t pull the trust card on me. I trust you plenty, sometimes. But this is a weak point for you.
>You lift your shirt and show off your abs.
>Fluttershy, though, rather than start drooling and cumming immediately, is hardly fazed.
>She just blinks. You pull your shirt down awkwardly.
Really?... Nothing?
>“It’s nice, but I’ve seen it plenty.”
>She shrugs and goes back to sweeping up the sugar.
>You’re still not going to risk it.
>You leave the room.
>Hear her mumble to herself, as you’re leaving the room.
>“N-Now, if you were to show off your hot monkey dick…”
>Hear her giggling to herself.
>You roll your eyes.
>As long as she doesn’t try anything too crazy anymore, then she can get in the mood sometimes, if she wants.
>Just as long as she doesn’t get her groove back…

I dunno, lel; a green to help me deal with my fomo
It was nice, we hardly see Tree Hugger
Heckn' herpe hippy horse. Don't trust her.
Where is that mare?
I have a charged fire hose, and I'm in a mood to start some shit.
which mare? there's quite a few
>a charged fire hose
what the fuck is this? do you have an electric fire hose? sounds like some sciencey shit.
>It's a gift.
>Take it.
>It will give you strength.
>Help you on your journey...
>what the fuck is this?
That's what they call a fire hose when it's fully pressured up. It's potentially dangerous so you have to be careful with it if it's charged.

>Looking down at Pg7 from Pg1.
9's no place to be.
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Uh, bee. Flutterbee. Flutterpee.
>Fluttershy shows up in her bee costume for a fetish guess.
>Unfortunately, she has to piss.
>But she can't get out of the costume, either cause it's stuck or cause she's trying to cause some shenanigans idk.
Anyway, she'd need help getting out of the costume.
If your Anon needs a little more motivation than that, have her get caught somewhere in the house idk. The ol' head in the staircase is always a good bit. But instead of her head, it can be her ass or something. Her big, bumblebee ass, as she struggles to hold in her Flutterpee.
I don't know why that turned me on a little, I swear i'm not into watersports
fucking Fluttershy
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>It’s been eight hours now, and Spike still hasn't come back from town.
>"I guess you'll just have to go get the milk, Anon," Twilight says.
>You should have known something like this would happen when you took her up on her offer to crash at her place.
>Stupid Bug Bear infestation, destroying your house, taking over the town.
>The sun sets behind Canterlot Castle. The mountains look golden.
>Everywhere else, the sky is purple, and night is falling.
>You hope Twilight is right, and that Princess Celestia can fix all this when she gets here.
>It’s been a few days now. Everyone is getting a little stir crazy.
>Twilight was talking to one of her books yesterday, which is normal, but she also sounded angry at it–which is definitely not.
>You heard her screaming in her study.
>“Of course I can fix this, Haycartes! What, you think magical solutions to Bug Bear infestations just grown on trees? Do I have to rip up all the trees in Equestria before I can find an answer to all of this? Because if that’s what you’re trying to tell me, then, frankly, that’s insane. You are insane, Haycartes. You want to know how you’re gonna die? I can go back in time and tell you. Oh, wait, you’re dead already! What good would it do?”
>She started laughing really loudly after that.
>You think she’s starting to crack.
>Because, now, she’s just given you Fluttershy.
>“Here, this gift should help you on your journey,” Twilight says.
>You look down at the gift.
>It really is just Fluttershy.
>She's humping your leg, smiling up at you as she soaks your pants.
>She boops your cock, tapping the tip of her hoof against your bulge.
>"You're my charged up fire hose, Anon."
>That's what you asked Twilight for in the first place, a weapon to keep you safe from the Bug Bears.
>And Twilight gave you Fluttershy instead.
>You direct your glare from the gift-wrapped rapist beneath you--yes, Twilight had her gift-wrapped.
>Fluttershy is squeezing her wrapped-up thighs around your leg, wrinkling up the various Wonderbolts which decorate the paper.
>The printed Dashies that are wrapped around her ass crinkle whenever she winks.
>You glare up at Twilight now, who's beaming like she did a good job gift wrapping.
>Which she kind of did, honestly; but Twilight has always been a good wrapper.
>"Fluttershy here should be able to keep you safe from the Bug Bear infestation outside, while you go get the milk."
>"I'll keep you safe, Anon," Fluttershy says, rubbing her cheek against your leg.
>She does not keep you safe.
>She clings on to you on the entire way back, her arms wrapped around your neck as you run for your life from the Bug Bears.
>She's screaming in horror, and still humping you–your back this time.
>Though that might just be how she responds to fear now.
>She grunts when she does it, too; it alternates with her cries of distress:
>“Unf! Agh! Unf! Oh, look out! Unf! Anon, be carefu–oh, Celestia, jostle me like that again, I’m so close–dear Celestia, watch out for that tree!...
>Come to think of it, when she’s horny, she sounds a lot like an angry Bug Bear.
>You think bringing her along might actually have helped lead them to you sooner.
>Of course she wouldn't end up being any help at all.
>Fucking Fluttershy.
>Once Twilight's castle is just down the street, you throw her off of you.
>Twilight opens the door and sees you do this.
>She shouts down the street: "Anon, go get her!"
She's just dead weight! Hold the door open!
>Just then Twilight's horn lights up.
>Fluttershy appears next to her in the castle door, following a flash of purple, her eyes derped and in a daze.
>Without her to distract them, the Bug Bears charge you.
>One of them takes a swipe at you.
>You jump out the fucking way.
>Then another Bug Bear slashes the milk in your hand, ripping the carton open. Splashing it all on the ground.
>Twilight shrieks.
>"Agh! Not the milk!" She holds her head in her hooves. "Noooo!"
>Why didn't she just teleport it over to her?
>Oh, right. She says it changes the flavor.
>You remember what she told Spike before he left.
>"Don't be silly. I can't just poof some milk here. That makes it taste gross, like blood.
>"Now, go get the milk, Spike. You'll be fine. Fluttershy will keep you safe. I even wrapped her for you, see?"
>She is insane.
>Twilight is insane, this has shown you that.
>Just then a Bug Bear flies overhead, between the spires of the crystal castle.
>It is carrying Spike in its claws. He reaches a claw down towards her.
>"Help me! Twilight!"
>"Spike!" she shouts up to him. "Thank goodness you're here. Go get some milk!"
>She then fires a purple beam at the Bug Bear.
>Once the two of them are off in the distance, it hits, and the Bug Bear and Spike both explode in an enormous purple flash.
>Blood and bones rain down on the houses below, splattering onto the thatched roofs.
>Those shiny chunks of what's left of them, it all sticks to the straw.
>Twilight says they're fine, as everything stops.
>"It always looks like that," she says carelessly.
>You can't hear the Bug Bears flapping their wings anymore.
>Nobody moves, not even the Bug Bears. They sense the danger now.
>Twilight turns to face you with one swift snap of her neck, like a demented chicken.
>"Now then, take this with you."
>She floats Fluttershy over to you, who does not move an inch from the fetal position she's currently locked herself in.
>Twilight has to unbend her friend's limbs away from her body, like some kinda horny pretzel.
>Then she presses Fluttershy against your leg.
>After feeling some magical pushes on her elbows, Fluttershy silently nods, getting Twilight's memo.
>She wraps her arms around your thigh and presses her cheek against you, cuddling your leg in an embrace.
>Twilight clops her hooves together.
>"Wonderful. Now, you two can go get the milk, and when you come back, we'll have a drink, relax, and wait for Princess Celestia to come and fix all this."
Is that the plan now?
>"Sure. I'll have Spike send her a letter, whenever he decides to come back."
>She trots inside, a swing in her step as she closes the door behind her.
>The Bug Bears fly away to pick at the scraps of Spike that are still left on the roofs.
>When it’s quiet, you look down at Fluttershy.
She’s fucked. Should we run away somewhere?
>“I’m not sure.”
>You’re both silent.
I don’t even know what kind of milk she normally gets.
>“Oh, she drinks two percent.”
She doesn’t drink whole milk. Is that cause she thinks she’s fat?
>“No. I just saw some two percent in her kitchen already. She actually has lots of milk in her fridge.”
>The look you share with Fluttershy tells you that worries her too.
Why do you think she keeps sending us out?
>“I don’t know. Do you think Spike is okay?”
Hell no.
>Just then, from inside the castle, you hear Twilight shouting.
>“Who even asked you for your input, Haycartes?! If I really wanted the milk, I’d just make Fluttershy’s teats start lactating. Who knows, it might even end up being his fetish.”
>Fluttershy frowns.
>“That’s insane. I already tried that and it didn’t even work, remember?”
>She looks up at you.
>You purse your lips.
Yes. I remember.
>“Good. Because my teats were so swollen. I actually think they got even more tender ever since I did that.”
>“I’m serious. L-Look at them.”
>She lies down on her side. Raising one leg up in the air, she spreads herself wide open.
>She reaches down with her wing and, with a grunt, tears open the wrapping paper that’s covering her crotch.
>Her teats spill out.
>You refuse to look at them, spilling out like that into the cold night air.
>Unfortunately, you already know she has dark nipples, and they do poke their way through the chilly nip that surrounds you, and into your mind.
>“Hey, guys.” Spike is there now, next to you. He’s casually drinking some whole milk, straight from the carton.
>He ignores Fluttershy’s blushing.
>“Spike! Oh, thank goodness, you’re okay!”
>“Of course I am…” He looks away from Fluttershy’s legs, spread open before him, a claw shielding his eyes from her staring teats.
>“Sheesh. You know you can shut those anytime now, right?”
She knows.
Yeah, still haven’t closed ‘em yet… Also, dude, what the fuck happened with the Bug Bear back there? I thought Twilight blew you up.
>“There’s actually a funny story behind that one–”
>You’re about to yell at Fluttershy, but it wasn’t her.
>It’s the Bug Bears.
>They’re back.
>You, Spike and Fluttershy run for your lives, all of you screaming outside of the castle, trying to get Twilight’s attention so she can let you back in.
>But she never hears you.
>She just keeps arguing with Haycartes about Fluttershy’s teats.
>“No, I don’t think Fluttershy’s breasts would taste better if they produced Bug Bear milk. Why would you even bring that up? Everypony knows that nothing beats Fluttershy’s natural milk. I mean, what are you, crazy or something?”
>Suddenly, Twilight gasps.
>“What about Celestia’s breast milk!...”
Open the fucking door, Twilight.
>“No, shut up! I’m on to something here… I said in a minute, Haycartes!”
>Fucking Twilight.

did not know they called that a charged up fire hose. someone should do a green about that
another 'too late to bump' bump
I bet Pinkie brought the bug bears, seems like a party she would set up.
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"Spike!" she shouts up to him. "Thank goodness you're here. Go get some milk!"
Fucking kek.
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"You're under arrest for not putting out!"
"Now lie down on the ground with your clothes off and do everything I tell you to!"
"Did I wake up in late season Equestria? Bipedal ponies are an affront to my eyes."
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this is why i stopped going out to eat.
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Its for the best, but its only a matter of time before the walls of your house are blown apart...
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Damn it Luna, time to go back to your punishment
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That explains the bird costume I got in the mail.
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>Knock knock on your door.
>You open it and find—
>Who else but Fluttershy?
>Somewhere in the distance, a canned laugh track echoes out.
>She wears a familiar costume.
>"Buzz buzz. I'm a bee."
>It's a bee costume.
>She wears a tight-fitting latex suit that starts at her hooves and goes all the way up to her neck; it's coloured in stripes of yellow and black.
>A large bulbous faux-stinger sticks out from where her tail would be; it's coloured the same way.
"I can see that."
>She wiggles her butt, waggling her stinger as she does.
>She maintains eye contact with you the entire time.
>"Is this doing anything for you?"
>"Oh. Okay."
>She stops.
>You cross your arms.
"You were a bee last week."
>"That's true, but I was hoping I could switch it up—something new with something old, you know?"
>She glances at her stinger.
>"Last week, I tried to pollinate you with my stinger."
>You slowly reach for your baseball bat lying by the door.
>She looks back to you.
>"This time, I want to cover myself up in honey and have you lick it off my costume."
>You hold your position.
>She pulls out a jar of honey from Flutterspace™.
>"See? I've got the honey right here."
>She opens the jar, casually stashing the lid back in Flutterspace™.
>And she sits down on her haunches, raising the jar above her head.
>"Now let me just…"
"Please don't. Not on my nice welcome mat."
>She doesn't listen; of course she doesn't.
>After closing her eyes, she tips the jar downwards, dunking the sweet and sticky substance all over her body.
>It sticks to her mane, slides down her suit, and stains your welcome mat that she's sitting on.
>No-one ever thinks of the welcome mat.
>After wasting an entire jar's worth of busy beeswork, she opens her eyes and smiles at you.
>"Okay. I'm ready."
>You stare at her.
>She continues to smile at you.
>You take a deep breath.
>"Urgh. No, no, no! This isn't going to work, Fluttershy!" a masculine voice utters from somewhere else outside.
"Huh, what?"
>That voice belongs to Discord, who promptly walks in from…somewhere; he holds a half-emptied tub of popcorn in his paw.
>His posture is slumped, and he wears a disappointed frown on his face as he eyes the two of you over.
>"Discord?" Fluttershy tilts her head. "What are you doing here?"
>"I'm here to get things back on track; I mean—"
>He sighs, gesturing his talon in Fluttershy's direction.
>"—come *on,* Fluttershy. The 'bee costume?' Again? Really?"
>"But I'm doing something different with it today…"
>"It doesn't *work* like that, Fluttershy! You *have* to keep things *fresh* and *exciting!* Look at Anonymous—"
>Discord suddenly leans forward and jabs at your crotch with his talon.
"H-hey! Fucker!"
>"—no reaction! Nothing! I dare say he's having a *negative* reaction today!"
"Oh I'll show you a fucking negative reaction…"
>You firmly grasp your foam bat.
>"Well," Fluttershy begins, "isn't this how he usually is? That's why I'm trying to find the fetish that will get him in the mood."
>"Yes, but he's never going to *be* in the mood if you keep pestering our dear human with the same old stimuli—there's a *cooldown* for these sorts of schemes, you know?"
>"Oh, okay. If you say so…"
>"And I do so *love* saying so! Now, with that out of the the way—let me help the two of you lovebirds along with your little game."
"Or you could leave; that would be nice."
>"It would also be boring," Discord quickly retorts.
>He snaps his fingers.
>And a grey floating textbox appears directly above Fluttershy; it says "Flutterbee."
>Discord absent-mindedly tugs at his goatee as he peers into the textbox's contents.
>"Flutterbee, Flutterbee; wherefore art thou…hm…"
>His eyes widen.
>"Oh! How about…this?"
>Pinching the "b" in "Flutterbee" in between his talons, he flips it upside down.
>The text box now says "Flutterpee."
>"Ah! Now *this* should give this joyless jamboree a judicious jolt to the juicer!"
>Snapping his fingers again, the textbox disappears in a puff of smoke.
>He bows to the both of you.
>"No need to thank me! I'm just doing my part as a patron of the arts! Toodle-oo!"
>Discord dives into a nearby bush.
>Said bush soon sprouts hooves and gallops off into the distance.
"…What the fuck was that about?"
>Fluttershy frowns, shaking her head.
>"I…don't know. Discord can be—"
>She suddenly takes a sharp inhale through gritted teeth, and her body stiffens up.
>"O-oh! I-I…"
>Her hindlegs frantically fidget back and forth in an uncomfortable manner.
>"N-nngh…" She visibly winces.
>You raise an eyebrow.
"I…can't believe I'm asking this—but is everything alright?"
>She looks up at you, bearing a strained expression.
>Her eyelids rapidly flutter and her eyes glaze over.
>And she deeply exhales, her posture relaxing.
>It's faint, but you can hear a disquieting sound coming from her body—it's one that is reminiscent of rushing water.
>You can also hear the squeaking sound of latex slowly being stretched.
>You squint your eyes at Fluttershy.
>Her bee suit is…gradually expanding—particularly at the groinal region.
"Are you…are you pissing yourself?"
"Fluttershy what the fuck—!"
>Her eyes shoot open.
>"I-I really need to use your bathroom! Right now!"
"No! Go outside—"
>You fruitlessly grip your foam bat to deter her—but it's too late; Fluttershy sprints past you and heads deep into your inner sanctum.
>She rushes up the stairs—and you hear a door slam shut.
>You rush up the stairs too.
>Okay, good; she hasn't gone into your bedroom.
>But you can see that the bathroom door is shut.
>She's in your bathroom.
>What do you do?
>Burn it?
>What do you need to craft a home-made firebomb again…?
>"Anon! Help!" The room's recipient yells at you from the other side of the door.
>You don't want to.
>But you have to.
>After slowly trudging through your hallway and up to your bathroom door, you open it.
>You are immediately hit by the putrid smell of animal piss.
>It's a smell that you are unfortunately well-familiar with.
>But this time—it's Fluttershy's animal piss.
>In your home.
>Fuck's sake.
>Fluttershy squats on your toilet seat, her bee suit having become even more bloated with the trapped excess of her relief.
>She now looks like a blow-up doll below the neck—
>Like a piss-up doll.
>Her expression is both panicking and pleading as she looks straight at you.
>"I can't get my costume off! P-please help! If you could stick your fingers down where it meets my neck—"
>You shake your head.
"I am not going anywhere near you."
>"B-but I-I—!"
>Gasping under the building pressure of her pee suit, she desperately reaches into a nearby drawer and pulls out one of your good razors.
>You immediately grasp her next course of action.
"No. Please." You reach out a hand towards her. "Have mercy on the poor bastard."
>"Th-this is for the greater good, Anon! I have to—!"
>Holding the razor with both forehooves, she lowers the blade down to the ballooned region of her suit where her pelvis is.
>And she plunges the razor in, setting her yellow spirits free.
>Wait, she's still facing you—
>You duck down just in time, narrowly avoiding being perforated by a highly pressurised stream of Flutterpee.
>Good God—she's like a charged up fire hose.
>"O-oooh myyy!"
>It's yellow—just like her.
>You hate it.
>Some of it is dripping down onto you.
>You hate life.
>Fluttershy gazes at her perpetual pee stream in awe.
>"W-wow! Look at that!"
>She looks at you with a wide smile.
>She has a manic glint in her eyes.
>"Look…look how hard I can pee!"
>You look.
>And then you take a step back and slam the door on her, leaving her alone in the bathroom.
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>"W-wait!" she pleads.
>To your credit—you *do* wait.
>You wait with your back against against the door and your arms outstretched across it, ensuring that no yellow demons shall escape this infernal piddling prison.
>You can still hear her loudly frying chicken in there.
>This accursed sound will haunt your nightmares for at least a month.
>"A-anon! It's not stopping!"
>Yellow fluid flows around and under your feet from the small gap that's under the bathroom door.
>It soaks into your shoes.
>It soaks into your socks.
>You hate Fluttershy.
>"I-it's coming up to my elbows!"
>The sound of running water trickles against your ears.
>Your entire bathroom is becoming an impromptu bathtub for the most deviant of degenerates.
>You can still hear her pissing for Equestria—all five generations of it.
>She must have piddled out more than ten times her body weight at this point.
>You hate Discord.
>"Anon! Why don't you have any windows in your bathroom?!"
"You fucking know why!"
>She urinates at a ridiculous rate; the pee that escapes through the bottom of the door does nothing to stem the building pressure against your back.
>"It's coming up to the ceiling…!"
>A foul fluid drips onto your head and shoulders.
>You already know what it is—how could you not?
>Fluttershy's execrable excretions are beginning to flow out from the gap at the top of the door.
>Her ungodly golden shower douses you in its detestable odour.
>Everything smells.
>You hate—
>You just hate.
>The door you huddle against distends under the crushing weight of all the Flutterpee pushing against it.
>It's only a matter of time.
>At this point—you can only wonder.
>Back then, if you had simply agreed to lick the honey off her suit—would your soul have been spared?
>As the dam bursts—as you are sent flying down the hallway—you have yet to come up with a satisfactory answer.
>The retired bathroom door shoots over your body like the piss-powered bullet it is; it lands somewhere near the end of hallway.
>A golden wave of torrid torment washes over you, flooding you from head to toe in swamp-like squash.
>You are wet.
>You really wish that you weren't.
>Fluttershy idly floats down the yellow river that is now your hallway; her semi-vacant stare is directed towards the ceiling.
>Her leisurely journey stops when she bumps up against your body, still face-down on the ruined carpet.
>"Oh, Anon, it…it stopped."
>You have no more words.
>"So is, um…"
>She looks around.
>Urine drenches your carpet.
>Pee drizzles down your walls.
>Fluids of Fluttery origins drip from your ceiling.
>She looks at you.
>"Is this your fetish?"
>Piss was not a good day.
At this point I would find a way to murder Discord.
Why do you think he left so fast?
I will shove that stupid magic negating changeling rock so hard in his cranium.
>You hate Fluttershy.
I like this.
I saw it and was, like, okay, Flutterbee story, cool.

Then Discord showed up and flipped the word in the text box.
You made me do the Seinfeld 'Wait a second' (Jerry's) with that one:

I loved it. Fluttershy is a delightful deadpan in this. Flutterrape gets me; I read stuff like this every now and then, and I know it. Well done.
When you least expect it, expect it.
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Good Morning Anon
>"Good morning, Anon."
>No point in telling her to get out of your bed
>You've been saying that for years already
>"Would you like a foot massage to start the day?"
>She's gonna massage you?
>With hooves?
>Doubt it
>Fluttershy crawls down by your feet
>Starts licking them all over
>It tickles
>You just barely miss kicking her in the face as a reflex
>She flies to the other side of the room, traumatized by this, and curls up into the fetal position in the corner
Fluttershy, what the fuck was that?
>"I was just massaging your feet. I thought they must be tired, seeing as how you're always standing on them, and--"
Why were you licking them?
>She looks confused
>"That's how all ponies give massages."
That's not true. I've been here for years, I've been to the spa. They don't lick each other there.
>"Well, no, not all the time."
>"Anon, I'm not lying."
>You know she's telling the truth, you know this horse
>She gets horny when she lies
>She's not horny at all right now
>Well, not from lying, anyway
>You don't like this
>...And she's back in the bed again
>"Ponies lick each other all the time."

>Later you're in town
>Everywhere you look, ponies are licking each other
>Rainbow Dash is licking Scootaloo behind her ears, as the filly dusts off her scooter
>"That massage feel good, squirt?"
>Scootaloo's hind leg jerks for an answer
>"Oh, yeah, Rainbow Dash," the filly moans. "Lick me a little lower, though. My neck feels sore now."
>"You got it. We want you in tip top shape for the big race today."
>You watch them lick each other, and remember that there is no big race today
>You would say something, but Pinkie Pie is currently licking Pound Cake's asshole across the street
>Well, she always did that
>But there are more cases like this
>Mares licking children
>Stallions licking babies
>Babies licking each other
>All you see now, ever since Fluttershy pointed it out, are ponies licking each other
>She shows up next to you just then
>She looks up at you
>"I told you."
What did you do?
>This is her fault somehow
>"I might tell you, but only if you give me a massage first...?"
>She stands on her tiphooves and flutters shyly up towards your general direction, without actually leaving the ground
>To her credit, she doesn't start begging until you're halfway down the street already
>You're ready to go home and forget that all of Equestria had a licking fetish without knowing it until now
>Fluttershy keeps begging though
>"Look, I even brought all these massage oils for us to use!"
>The oils are ketchup, relish and thousand-island dressing
>When you slam the door, once you get home, she's pawing at the front immediately
>"P-Please let me lick you."
I'm not coming out until you fix Equestria!
>"I promise I'll do something about it if you just let me lick you," she says, moaning after this
>Yeah, she's horny
>Fucking Lickershy
She's a super villain on par to Starlight.
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I hate Fluttershy so much it's unreal
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late night boop
This is a very nice picture
Make her suck a lemon to keep her tongue under control.
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>"Um, hi Anon. I-uhm... just want you to know that I was-uhh... thinking about you."
That Fluttershy and her goofy fetishes
Well that was unique
Pinkie? You left your costume on.
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>"Silly Nonny! I'm not riding a balloon, I'm riding you!"
No escape.
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You’re early but I can’t blame you
The apple must be avoided at all costs.
That’s fair
Even the shame
of an early bump
is better than sighting
the orange rump
burma shave
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How about a late bump then?
Back you go
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>"Y'all best be vigilant about keepin' the thread bumped. I'm in season and feeling pretty itchy, if ya know what I mean."
>"I've been doing my kegel exercises to try to relieve it, but if this thread makes it past Page 8, (You) had best start running."
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>"Good morning, Nonny!"
>You grit your teeth and force a smile, because not to smile in this pony's presence invites an intervention on her part that you would rather not suffer through today.
"Hey, Pinkie. How's things?"
>"It's a super-duper sunny day and I just ran into my best friend! How about you?"
"Oh, can't complain."
>You answer out of habit, internally screaming.
>Pinkie Pie comes abruptly to a halt, looking at you with concern.
>"Is that really the best you can do on a beautiful day like this?"
"Oh, I'm feeling great, ya know. I just don't think about it much."
>You answer with haste in the fear of that intervention.
>You knew going out during the Season was probably a bad idea.
>You had hoped you would not run into any horny mares.
>"So Nonny, have you bee plapped yet today?"
>Confusion replaces your forced smile?
>You immediately regret asking.
>With a wide grin, Pinkie swings her butt around and knocks you straight to the ground.
>Indeed, Pinkie's onomatopoeia aside, there is a distinctly meaty play sound as her ass made contact with you.
>Which is repeated as she ambles over to you and takes a seat on your midriff.
>Pinkie winks over her withers at you and wiggles her butt, and you feel your belt and trousers being undone and falling away.
>You are given no time to contemplate the improbable mechanics of what just happened, as Pinkie lifts up about a foot and, with unerring aim, swallows Anon Jr. to the hilt in her marehood.
>With a blissful look on her face, Pinkie immediately sets her rear in motion, with an insistent and needful rhythm.
>"Plap-plap-plap-plap-plap-plap" she sing-songs, in time with the repeated descent of her ass upon your crotch, the meaty slaps in your lap becoming increasingly damper as she picks up speed.
>Anon Jr. you traitor!
>But it is no use, as you erupt into Pinkie's womb, causing her to tremble and drench your midriff with squash soup.
>Without ever breaking her rhythm.
>One last raise of her butt, very nearly disgorging your member, and she slams her ass down a final time with a force that knocks the wind out of you and causes a sordid mix of warm fluids to splash across your face.
>"And one more PLAP for good measure!" she announces to the deserted street, wiggling her butt atop you again.
>With a sigh, the now satisfied mare lifts herself up off you and turns to whisper conspiratorially in your ear.
>"That was a pretty good plapping, Nonny. We should do it again tomorrow!"
>She punctuates her statement by licking your face.
>And then she merrily pranks away, humming a merry tune of her own invention, dripping fluids from her nethers.
>As the fluids on your nethers begin to cool, you decide that you are going to lock yourself in the house for the remainder of the season.
>As if that will do you any good against the Ponk.
"Why me?"
>"Why not you?"
>Please, God, no.
>"Are sloppy seconds your fetish? Because they're mine,"
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Bring needles with you so you can pop that balloon.
You brought your dick, didn’t you?
That’s kinda cute
The plap is strong with this one
I'm filled with a mighty need that is I'll befitting to the very nature of this thread
pinkie is hot af
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She’s so smug
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She KNOWS she can take you whenever she pleases.
Take this one behind the shed, he's too far gone.
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>"Page 8?"
>"Look, I know it's a holiday weekend and all..."
>"I'm starting to think you want to get raped."
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>"Ooooh! ME! ME! ME!"
>"I'll do it!"
>"I'll teach those Anons to keep the thread bumped!
She looks so tired
AJ should teach Pinkie the time honored tradition of raping a family member. By doing it to her. Don't forget the banjo you hicks.
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shuddap apple
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let her sleep, it's the only time we get peace around here
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>TFW pg1
Which color of sayan is preferred by mares?
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>Every night a different pony wakes you up by singing outside your window
What does this have to do with Anon being seduced and/or raped by mares?
this is why i stopped letting you in the house, i didn't ask for a coffee shop tier little concert.
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She was probably hoping for a result like pic related.
Well it could've been worse for him.
That is the worse case scenario there. Anon should've known better.
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He knew the risks he was taking by playing the music
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>ywn have drunk flutter beat your ass outside a dingy bar
I would just giver her the treatment.
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bruh, I love this shit dood
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Fuck off 9.
What'd 9 ever do to you? Ain't nothing to worry about.
I’m sure you would like that, Rarity! Fan fiction of human fucking is just that, fan fiction. You ain’t getting this Anon.
Quick bump
Unless Appul sees it…
She’s a truly dangerous mare
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good mornin'
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Quick, break her legs and make a run for it.
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You wanna get raped?
Because that's how you get raped.
>the stamina meme again
Fuck it.
But I crave more stories with Rarity now.
Those sure are some legs she’s got there
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>"I bet you'll like 'em even more wrapped around your waist, pardner."
The blond bimbo has gotten stuck by a few rocks on her hoof. She ain't a problem.
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>"Pretty big rock talk from someone who ain't got no stones."
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>"Churlish fellow! Thou hast been dissed by a pony!"
I'm gonna escape this raping by loudly declaring an opinion on the most divisive entry in popular pony entertainment and starting a massive flame war
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THE MOST RECENT DARING DO NOVEL, if you can call this thing a novel, WAS TRITE AND DERIVATIVE! There was too much smiling, not enough fart jokes, cruelty to animals, or consumption of oranges! All in all, this latest disaster from the hack named A.K.Yearling is proof that books are a stupid waste of time, much like sports or making friends!
That ought to cover it
You don’t know what Dash is gonna do to you for that
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Doesn't matter, she'll find me too repulsive to rape.
>mfw I win at Flutterrape
Why are you trying to flair up Dash's autism? Nothing good will come from that.
She'll akshully you to death and has the speed to stay within your earshot range.
For you, all is needed are pebbles. Ya farm dyke.
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>Page 10
>"The rapings will commence immediately."
>Defensively rapes you first
Pssshhh… nothin personnel blondie
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keep goin
dig that hole deeper anon
Oh dear
That's what happens when you provoke the Appul.
Anon never had a chance
Well this isn’t gonna end well
Introduce lemon to lemon horse.
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Silly meme.
I actually enjoy lemons.
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>t. latino lol
She never had a chance
I used to eat lemons as a kid
lel, maybe
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i fucking knew it for a fact when i read your first post cuz i am too lmao, lemons are guddddddddd
I mainly use them in recipes, but I can't stand lemonade that has been over-sweetened.
Lemon’s are great
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>I used to eat lemons as a kid
Still do as an old fart. Gimme a good quality lemon sliced in half and a salt shaker, I'm a happy man
are they any good when you bake them? what do they smell like when they're crispy like that?
I haven't baked any by themselves, but I've made lemon bread, I put the juice and ground rind (zest) in some dishes, it's great on fish, caramelizes well in the oven, and some vegetable sides can also benefit by dropping a bit of lemon juice in them.
Face looks like anus.
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someone get these lemon lovers outta here
She never had a chance
that's just what happens when a horse touches a lemon, their entire face sucks itself in
it's always good to wear a few lemons on your belt, to prevent rape attacks such as these
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>"Anyways, here's Wonderwall."
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late night boop
>Anon starts playing Wonderwall
Can you apply enough lemon to horse to turn their face into negative space and cease to exist?
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>"Enough lemon talk!"
>"I ain't getting back up until you admit that apples are superior to lemons!"
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Yeah, but they will take (You) down with them.
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Pure evil.
I’m sure shoving a lemon on the other end will make her explode.
That’s a risky move
Especially with her sitting on (You) like that.
What is that thing? Or maybe it is The Thing pretending to be a pony.
What happens if I cum inside every creature EXCEPT Fluttershy?
why does tank, angel, and gummy have to be involved in this?
don't the timberwolves give you splinters?
do you have to corrupt the cmc?
what kinda perks do you get for banging the mayor?
...and are you really layin down with ziggers?
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not him but,
all above yes.
it would mindbreak fultters eternally to do literally every living breathing creature in the land except for her
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you've got a whole different level of dedication that should be celebrated.
Yeah he might not escape the singularity
Quick bump before bed
You know she would dress up in some kind of costume to try and trick you.
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>"Everybody BUT Fluttershy, is it?"
>"We'll just see about that!"
>”Oh Dash, thank goodness you’ve got here! I hope you’re ready for our Diamond dog Gangrape porno shoot. It’s gonna be all day”
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Aw hell.
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>Page 9
The save is appreciated
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>"Umm... Applejack?"
>"After you're done with him..."
>"Can I please have whatever's still moving?"
There probably won’t be much for her
Quick bump
That’s what her pants are there to protect her from clearly
With her pants of lemon resistence equipped, her primary weapon is sealed off.
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>Be Rainbow Dash
>Be working up a sweat shadowboxing the morning sunlight, shining into Anon's bedroom
>"Don't worry, bro, with me by your side, that dumb ol' heat of yours is going down!"
>You uppercut the sunlight with a “Kapow!”
>Just cause it looks cool as a finisher
>Drops of sweat, flying off of you, are glistening in the golden light
>Anon grunts a little bit–a sure sign between bros, obviously, that says 'We're cool, Dashie, and that heat is totally going down!'
>But his grunt, well… it actually sounds like it’s more of a whimper
>And he’s moaning it up towards the ceiling
>It’s actually pretty hot, and you don’t hear him like that all the time
>Except when you can convince him to do some backyard wrestling with you
>Getting to grab him, getting to feel him pin you down, pressing your wings so flat against the ground that not even you can get up!
>And those super tight spandex wrestling costumes Rarity made for him…?
>Well, that’s just the cherry on top
>But you can’t think about that right now
>“You alright?”
>He gives you a weak thumbs up, and then his hand flops over onto the sheets immediately, exposing his pale palm to ceiling
>Anon hasn't gotten out of bed in over two days
>His face is hot, he's sweating all the time, and he hasn’t showered
>So he absolutely reeks of... his smell
>Yeah, honestly, it's a good thing his vision is blurry right now too
>Your bro doesn't need to see your tail dock twitching around him all the time, like you're Fluttershy or something
>You're way cooler than her!
>Anon starts shivering, and he gathers the blankets up over his head
>Must be getting chills again, poor guy
>If you didn't know any better, you'd say he was actually sick
>But Twilight came over yesterday and confirmed it for you all...
>Your bro Anon's in heat!
>No, really, he is
>He's absolutely burning up, his face is hot, he won't get out of bed
>Sure, it may look like he's sick
>But really, he's just hornier than two princesses rutting in a thorn bush
>He’s been going through the heat tonics Twilight brings for him like Pinkie goes through cider whenever she’s in front of you in line during that season
>Man, why’d you have to think about that again
>Just remembering it still gets your wings going, like you wanna–
>And, besides all that, he keeps moaning too!
>And of course, right when you think that, Anon lets out a real beast of one, from deep within his chest
>You clamp your tail against your sweaty rump, hearing him echoing up in the walls
>Aside from one big one every now and then though, your bro seems to be a fan of…
>Well, you'll just call 'em softer noises
>Like, you didn't know your bro could make some of those noises
>You always imagined he'd be a growler in the sack, or, like, maybe he'd even roar as he came inside you
>That'd be so awesome
>But he's kinda dainty sounding, making all those little noises in bed
>He sounds just like Rarity whenever she bumps her hoof against the coffee table in the other room
>And she has to let every pony else know about it
>Pinkie calls those noises Rarity's 'hurt little hoovesies!'
>Well, okay, he doesn't sound exactly the same as Rarity
>His hurt little hoofsies noises are a lot... manlier
>And some of them are kinda cute, but there's nothing little about them
>Or him
>His feet are still hanging off the edge of his bed, for pony's sake
>You told him to get a way bigger bed, like, forever ago
>He never did though, cause everytime he goes out, Fluttershy is right there on top of him
>That's why you're here too, to help keep Fluttershy away from him
>Sure, Anon’s heat is bad now, but ever since he got here, he's been making Fluttershy feel like that too
>But, like, all the time
>Must be torture for her
>Like, he's your bro, and you'd totally… do him and all
>You know, if he was into that
>But there’s a difference between feeling like that and feeling like you absolutely need to get dicked down by him all the time
>Even when you're trying to sleep
>Yeah, no thanks
>Doing laundry once a month is already way too hard for you
>You can't imagine having to wash your Spitfire sheets every night because you were thinking about your bro's cock again
>He doesn't like ponies yet
>But when he does give you the go ahead...
>Oh man, he is gonna be in for the ride of his life!
>You're gonna bang him like this, and then this way, and then, just cause it looks cool, you'll use your wings to lift that big--
>Anon sits up in bed and looks your way with his blurry heat eyes
Dash... the fuck...?
>You are Rainbow Dash
>And you have just been caught shadowhumping the sunlight in your bro's bedroom
>You freeze in place, midhump, your crotch thrusted up towards the sky still
>Your bro just looks at you, with his eyes half-shut, and doesn’t say anything
>Does he think you’re weird now?
>You were just caught air humping in his room, and with his scent being just, like, everywhere
>Well, you got kinda into it!
>“Just, uh… practicing a cool new dance I saw the other day.”
>You start humping to the left, then to the right, then all around
>You kinda get into it again, honestly
>“...And, oh–check this out, Anon! This is when you bring it around town!”
>You start swinging your hips around in circles
>“Bring it around town!”
>Look back over your shoulder to see if he’s paying attention
>He’s lying back down with the pillows over his face, and moaning into them
>Maybe you got a little too into it, honestly
>Your dancing was obviously way too hot
>And even though he doesn’t like ponies, he is still in heat
>You hover over his bed and chuckle a little, just to put the room at ease a little
>”Sorry ‘bout that. Guess I shouldn’t have been practicing that right now.”
>You can’t hear the rest
>He’s talking into the stupid pillow
>You rip it off his face with your teeth
>“What is it?”
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>His eyes are closed and he’s delirious, mumbling to himself
>You spit the pillow onto his chest
>“What?” You strain your ear down towards him
>Through dry lips, he whispers:
Heard humping… thought it was Fluttershy…
>He mistook you for Fluttershy
>You rear back in the air, and the top of your mane gets chopped at by the ceiling fan for a moment
>Then you land at the foot of his bed
>But without crashing into his feet
>“Okay, obviously, you’re really delirious. And, dude, your vision must be really bad right now. I’m getting you a drink.”
>“I’ll get you a soda or something.”
>Hear him groan
>He must be happy
>Yeah, you always drink soda when you’re feeling sick
>Peps you right up
>And the same thing probably applies to this whole human heat thing that he’s going through
>“Don’t worry, bro, we’ll beat your heat–one move at a time!”
>You then dance-slash-hump your way out of his room

>You are so fucking sick
>You’ve had a fever for over two days now
>Pretty much been living in bed the entire time
>Shit sucks
>Twilight and the rest of your friends take turns watching you as you get over your ‘heat’, as they call it
>And cause it would be bad if the only alien to ever be stranded in Equestria died during your first year here
>Or was raped
>Fucking Fluttershy
>Honestly, if she could get your dick working with hooves somehow, she’d have no trouble raping you today
>You feel like shit
>Probably couldn’t even put up a fight if you wanted to
>Good thing Dash is here for you
>“Yeah! Take that, heat!” Rainbow says, delivering a meaty hook to the air before her
>Good ol’ Rainbro
>She’s just too cute and cool for this world
>She’s definitely number one on your list
>For after you get better, you shall fulfill the destiny that has been laid down by your forefathers for generations
>And you shall fuck a pony
>It just cannot be Fucking Fluttershy
>It has to be Rainbro, come on!
>Without looking, you reach over to the nightstand
>After ignoring about five different fucking sodas Dash brought for you, you grab the glass bottle of heat tonic that’s there
>Courtesy of Twilight’s last visit
>She says that your blurry vision is a normal side effect of drinking Zecora’s heat tonics
>All you know is that they taste like ass, and they make your fever chills go away for a bit
>You down the entire bottle, tasting all the ass, until it’s empty
>They also give you a good buzz, then make you pass out
>Lie down gently, watching pink elephants dance in the room as it slowly blurs
>Listening to Dash as she imitates a boxer’s shuffle, her hooves scuffing up the hardwood
>“Take that, heat! You aren’t getting my bro today!”

since reading Autumn Heat, i’ve had an idea where Flutters disguises herself as Dash and Anon fucks her. I think it’d be funny to see Flutters have to keep up the act of being Dash while she’s getting railed
I want to write other stuff though; sorry, character limit fucked me there, lel
Anon must be really sick to want to fuck a pony. Put him out of his misery.
I mean, she'd kind of have to?
Once Anons got to Equestria and started spreading the "IWTCIRD" meme, she would view it as a golden opportunity to finally get the HMD, wouldn't she?
Good stuff anon
I wonder how hard it would be for her to pretend to be Dash, she has known her for a long time
>It's midnight and you can't sleep
>You just want some cereal
>Fluttershy is standing on top of your kitchen table
>Guess she was in the house without you knowing it again
>She's tied a noose around your ceiling fan
>She's been crying
>"I'm really going to do it this time, Anon."
>You just wanted to eat Applejack's
>You didn't even notice her until after you'd grabbed the milk
Get out of here.
>"No, I'm going to kill myself for you, Anon!"
>You just wanted cereal
Get out of here, now!
>"N-No! If you won't love me, then I'll just do it."
>She slips the noose around her neck, tightens it, and steps towards the edge of the table
>"I'll kill m-myself f-for you, and maybe then, when I'm in my grave, you'll finally understand just how much I loved you."
>She bites her lip and looks up at the sky, which is currently being blocked by that spot on your ceiling that looks like a tapdancing brontosaurus
>"Then you'll be sorry, but I'll still look down and forgive you for never loving me--"
>As she's daydreaming, you kick the table out from under her legs
You have wings!
>Her wings open, once you remind her she has them
>She immediately starts hovering in place, the rope going slack as she bumps the top of her head against the brontosaurus on the ceiling
>As she's rubbing herself and wincing, you repeat:
You have wings.
>Fluttershy blinks twice, realizing this, then slips the noose off of her head
>As you're untying the rope from around your ceiling fan, she sticks her head into the oven
>It's electric
>"There's no hope for me now, Anon, other than you..."
>The oven beeps, which means it's preheating
>"...It's really hot in here."
>You ignore her and keep trying to untie the noose from around your ceiling fan
>God, why does she have to be so good at tying knots?
>She has fucking hooves
>You can hear Fluttershy panting now
>"It's, um, really, really hot now..."
>Her tail is thrashing behind her
>Her sweat hisses as it rolls down her chin and drips down to the oven floor
It's an electric stove, Fluttershy, you're just cooking yourself.
>"I could still die. I set it all the way up to nine."
>The dial goes up to ten
You're not gonna kill yourself. There's no monkey dick in heaven.
>She gasps, like you just told her rape was bad, and she pulls her head out of the oven
>"What else could there be?" Her face is red and it looks splotchy from the heat
>The curls of her mane smell singed, and her eyebrows look crispy
>She smiles
>"After all, it wouldn't be heaven without you there with me, now, would it?"
>You never thought of it that way
>This is hell
>You're in hell
>That's why Fluttershy never leaves you alone
>Equestria is hell, and Fluttershy is a demon
>It makes so much sense
>Fluttershy has her face in the freezer
>She sighs out some relief, and you swear you see her breath for a second
>Her cheeks are lying against bags of peas and two cherry popsicles rest over her eyebrows, the sticks pointing up towards her ears
>She'll be there a while
>Especially if she can convince you that she could die in there
Fluttershy, get out of there, you could suffocate.
>You find you're already pouring yourself some cereal as she plants her hooves down on the ground

I like remembering how she can be your angel or your devil; I feel the same way about writing sometimes
can't sleep bump
Nice little short anon
this is a bit of a secret but Fluttershy has never cum before
you mean to tell me she's been edging this whole goddamn time???
well, kind of
she's been faking it. every orgasm she's ever "had" was created. she manufactured it, using a solution made up of water, sweat, a little pee, and just a touch of lemon juice. maybe some mint, too, for a fresh scent, though that part never works right. this juice solution eventually enters a complicated system of tubes and pumps that have been cleverly hidden all over her body, that of which has also been hidden beneath one of her big sweaters. probably one of the ones that has the little kittens on them. once this is all in place, and the marejuice is loaded into the disguised device, she can then safely, and effectively, provide the illusion that she is spraying copious amounts of marecum from her pussy, all with the help of a little yellow tube that's been duct-taped up in the crease of her thigh. with this system, Fluttershy accurately recreates what is commonly known to impudence as the maregasm, or squash soup, even, if you wish to be vulgar about it
why she does this is still a mystery, though, and the pump is also loud af
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>There's no monkey dick in heaven.
She even fooled herself
What would you even do if she accidentally succeeded in killing herself?
I dunno. Pancakes?
>remember Sunset
>remember Brownee
>remember his Pain in the Arse story
>remember that he made a sequel basically just for me because I pestered him endlessly to make one
>it's not in his old pastebin anymore
Pastebin decided they didn't want to host nsfw content anymore and nuked everyone.
I think you might still be able to find their stuff on ponebin, no promises though
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lel, what the fuck, are you Exposition?

>not in his old Pastebin anymore
not a problem, actually

Yeah, Brownee was cool. I think he's dead now. They're all dead.
Game over, man. Game over.
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Do it again!
Poor AJ
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Been a while since I doodled anything for Flutterrape
Thanks for that
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Costumes just bring out the worst in her.
I laughed, and then took off my pants. cool drawing m8
I'm starting to think Fluttershy is misinformed about what sex even is
You’re just now figuring this out?
Here's an excerpt from something I've been having fun with now and then:
>Fluttershy just wants to hang out with you and be friends
>She's so shy that she can't help but spill her spaghetti whenever she tries to talk to you
>Makes her come off as creepy, especially when she follows you around all the time
>"Hi there, Anon."
>Or sneaks up behind you
>Wince, but try not to show it as you turn around
Hey, Fluttershy.
>She looks like she wants to run away from you
>She does that a lot
>You think she has a crush, or at least that's what Pinkie told you
Didn't I see you buying milk earlier?
>She forces herself to smile
And cookies?
>Smiles harder
At this same store?
>She smiles so much that it disturbs Pinkie, wherever she may be
Today...? While I was here.
>"Um, I'm sorry."
You don't have to be sorry.
>"I guess I just keep running into you cause you smell good."
>She realizes what she just said
>"Not that I smell you, I mean, I would if you--"
>She shakes her head quickly before righting herself, with her face still burning in embarrassment
>"Really, I just follow things that smell good whenever I'm at the store--N-Not that I was following you! I..."
>She stops smiling, realizing her attempt at an icebreaker has utterly failed her
You don't have to run away again--
>"I gotta go now!"
>But she runs away again, leaving behind her basket with the milk and cookies in it
>You're still not sure if she really wants the D or not...

>Be Fluttershy
>Your heart is beating so fast
>You take a moment to catch your breath before you peer around the soup aisle
>From behind, you watch Anon standing there by the basket you left; he's scratching his head and looking around
>Anon is such a fascinating creature
>You'd give anything to be his friend, get to know him better, know what his world was like, what he's like
>But Pinkie told you that he's got a crush on you!
>And, oh, that just makes everything so complicated!
>What if he asks you to be his special somepony?
>You've never had to reject anyone before
>What if he hates you for it?
>You can't handle that kind of pressure
>And everytime he opens his mouth, it feels like he's going to ask you that question that you just can't answer
>You've never had to be mean before, and you've never had to worry about having to be mean in the future before too
>You don't like either!
>It's hard being pretty sometimes
>This is the wisdom that has been bequeathed to you in the soup aisle, as you idly stroke your mane
>Watching Anon from the corner as he returns your cookies and milk
She smells bad thats why I wont tell her my fetish
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come on bro, just tell her your fetish already
it's been years dood
>[Prolonged "Heh"]

>You are Anon.
>And you are old.
>You've lost count of how many years you've been in Equestria.
>You can't even remember how you got here any more.
>And yet, some things never change.
>Knock... knock... knock...
"All right, hold on now, I'm a comin'..."
>It takes a little bit of time to get up from your chair, thanks to arthritis.
>It also takes you a little bit of time to find your glasses.
>And your cane.
>But the caller at your door is patient.
>You knew she would be.
>But you do eventually make it to your front door and open it.
>And there is Fluttershy, as always.
>Her pink mane and tail have gone snow-white, and she needs a walker to get around nowadays.
"What do you want this time?"
>"Eh? What's that?"
>Fluttershy raises a trumpet to her ear.
>You repeat yourself into the trumpet.
"WHAT... DO... YOU... WANT... THIS... TIME?"
>"Y'ain't gotta talk that loud, I ain't totally deaf."
"Get on with it y'old bat, I got stuff to do."
>"Oh. Uh... lessee..."
>I forgot what I was going to ask ye."
"Oh, for crying out loud..."
>You start to close your door.
>"Wait a minute, I just remembered!"
>You open the door again.
>"Are rocking chairs your fetish?"
"You already asked me that one."
>"Really? When?"
>"Oh... what did you say?"
>"No you old fool, what did you say yesterday when I asked you?"
"I said rocking chairs aren't my fetish!"
>"Oh. Right."
"You know something Fluttershy, this is stupid. You ain't never gonna guess my fetish, so I'm just gonna have to go ahead and tell you."
>The aging pegasus peers sharply at you through her glasses.
"Yes, really!"
>She swallows nervously.
>"All right then, lay it on me, baby!"
"All right. My fetish is growing old together with the one I love."
>"But we're already old now, Anon!" she cries out in frustration.
"Yep, guess you missed the boat on that one, you old bat! Hee-hee-hee-hee!"
>You slam the door in her face.
Time for a new thread, apparently.
I want Greggums to eat all the eggums
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Bugger off.

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