Salt pt. 1

>Another day begins with the sunrise over Equestria.

>You wake up, as usual, and go to your bathroom for your morning routine.

>Shit, shower, but you decide not to shave, maybe growing a beard will turn Fluttershy's attention away from you.

>Fluttershy

>Ever since you arrived in Equestria over six months ago, the timid yellow mare has had an unhealthy obsession with you.

>All of her friends just thought it was cute, and that she just had a crush on you, but you knew better.

>Ever since moving into your own place, Fluttershy has been coming to your house in the morning trying to guess your fetish, hoping that she can make you like her.

>You've tried to explain, she's a good friend, and she's very cute, but she isn't your type.

>Twilight however..

>Twilight was the one who took you in when you first arrived, she made sure people didn't bother you too much, and you became good friends.

>And Spike was like a cool little brother to you, after you got to know him by helping out at the library.

>Once you got your own place, you realized how much you missed the two, and you mentioned as much to Twilight when next you saw her.

>She blushed and admitted to liking you, but she wasn't sure what you would think, since you were a human and she was a pony.

>You assured her that you liked her for her, and if she's okay with it, you are too.

>Since then, you have been going out on dates occasionally.

>A knock at the door brings you out of your reminiscence and you groan.

>You walk over to the door and open it, sure enough, there is Banana Hush

I haven't even had breakfast yet, for fucks sake Fluttershy..

>"O-oh... Sorry Anon... Should I m-maybe come back later?"

>You sigh and run your hands through your hair.

No, no, you might as well get it over with now that you're here, but it has to be short, I gotta be at Sweet Apple Acres to help Applejack in about an hour.

>"Okay mister, well then, are riding crops your fetish?"

>She pulls out a crop from nowhere and smacks your ass hard.

Ow! What the fuck no! That hurt!

>"S-sorry... I thought for sure I was right this time..."

>Fluttershy walks away dejectedly, and you almost feel bad for her.

>Almost.

>After breakfast you pull out your Apple iPone to listen to some music on your way to work (Applejack apparently had some relatives who were rolling in cash because of the iPone, boy did you make friends with the wrong side of the family.)

> The walk to the farm was uneventful, other than one forced sex attempt by Yellowquiet and Pinkie scaring the shit outta you by jumping out of a gopher hole.

>You spend the morning working with Applejack and Big Mac.

>It's pretty hot so you decide to go shirtless, maybe you'll impress Twilight with a tan, since ponies can't change colour without magic.

>After several hours of work, you stop for lunch and head back to the farmhouse for lunch.

>You wipe the sweat off of your brow and put your shirt back on, continuing your walk, when Applejack suddenly licks your hand.

What the hell AJ? What was that?

>"Wha- oh, no, nothing Sugarcube, It's just the sweat on your hand tasted mighty salty, and we don't get much salt around here.

>Not much salt? Why?

Why don't you get much salt? That doesn't make much sense.

>"Well, you see sugarcube, salt is pretty rare in Equestria, and it is something really tasty to us ponies, and so the princesses have to make sure it doesn't cause trouble."

Why would it cause trouble? It's just salt.

>"Well, since it's so rare, most ponies would do almost anything to get some, usually it's kept in hospitals for ponies who are sick and need something to forget thier pain and sickness for a while.."

>Applejack apparently isn't the hick you thought she was, she's shown herself to be at least as smart as you most of the time.

Well, thanks for telling me AJ, it's always good to learn something

>What the fuck.

>You're such an egghead.

>The rest of the day goes by uneventfully, and an idea starts to form in your head.

>As you stop by the library you decide that maybe Twilight could help.

Hey Twi, do you know a spell that could magic up some salt cubes for me?

>Twilight looks at you suspiciously, unsure of your intentions.

>What could you possibly want with salt? And why would you want me to give you some?"

Oh, um... uhhh... well, I was talking with AJ today and she explained that salt was kinda hard to get around here, but back on earth, we ate a lot of salt, so I was wondering if you could get me some so I could cook with.... For myself...

>Twilight raises an eyebrow, but seems to accept your explanation.

>"Okay... I guess I could help you out.. But i'm not supposed to do this.."

>She magics up a few little cubes of salt for you and you pocket them with a smile.

Thanks Twi, love ya

>You kiss her and leave, grinning like an insane clown, leaving Twilight staring at the door, stupefied both at you saying you loved her, and the kiss (neither of which you had done before.)

>Spike finds her ten minutes later, he has to close her jaw and lead her to bed.

>You happily head home and spend the rest of the evening reading the pony version of Lord of the Rings.

>You wake up the next morning and immediately smile, knowing that today you'll finally be able to get Fluttershy off your back.

>Morning routine followed by a nice bowl of Luna Puffs, when the knock comes at the door, you open it with a smile on your face.

Good morning Fluttershy!

>Her face lights up as she notices you in a better mood than usual.

>"Have you realized you love me Anon?" She asks, a big smile on her face.

No.. Because I don't, but I have something you might like.

>You produce a cube of salt and hold it in front if her nose, and she starts drooling immediately.

I'll give you this today, and another for every day you don't try and rape menor guess my fetish.

>Her face contorts into something weird, and you can almost see the conflict in her head.

>You rub the salt on her nose a little, and as she licks it off, you see what you were hoping to see.

>She looks hungrily at the little cube as she says;

>"Okay Anon, I promise I won't do anything if you gibe me the salt.."

Pinkie promise?

>She makes the required gestures.

>"Pinkie promise."

>You feed her the little cube of salt and see her eyes glaze ober in pleasure.

Saying goodbye, you lock up your house and walk cheerfully to work, happy that you finally found a way to end up not..

>Fucking Fluttershy.

>To be continued.

 

End Part 1