Turning Time (One Shot)

>You are Anon.

>And you are fucked.

>Completely, impossibly, irrevocably fucked.

>Fluttershy's daily fetish guess was probably one of the stupidest ideas anyone has ever had, across the entire multiverse.

>You opened the door to a statue of an angel.

>Not just any angel statue though, oh no, Fluttershy went out of her way to find you your very own WEEPING ANGEL.

>So here you are, stuck on your front porch, unable to move around lest you be sent into the past.

>Fluttershy tried to get into your pants, but since she can't get around your belt/zipper, she gave up.

>Lucky for you, Time Turner happened to be walking by... 6 hours into your staring contest with a statue.

>He claimed he could get you out of it, but you would have to trust him on this one.

>"Anon, your coom is the only thing that can disrupt their quantum lock!"

>wut

>"Anon, quick! Take your pants off!"

>Time turner pulls out a small cylinder with a green LED at the end.

>He points it at your belt, which undoes itself somehow.

>"Ooh! Can I borrow that after?" Fluttershy asks.

>Time Turner then reaches a hoof towards your coom spout.

>All the while you're staring dead ahead at the potentially lethal space angel.

>Time Turner starts stroking your member, which for some reason starts hardening in his rough, manly grip.

>"Ah, this reminds me of the time me and Derpy were stuck on Oberon IV, and I was a glistening black eel herder for a while."

>You shift uncomfortably and wink one eye at a time as Time Turner continues his ministrations.

>"Hmmm, not fast enough... Anon! I have to try something drastic to speed up the process of extracting your coom!"

>By this time, you don't even care.

"Go for it."

>You almost look down in shock as you feel something warm and wet engulf your shaft.

>Holy fuck.

>Time Turner is sucking you off.

>You groan in pleasure as his dextrous tongue milks your cock, coaxing your seed out from it.

>Fighting to keep your eyes open, you pull a Derpy and move one eye to glre at Fluttershy, who is clopping at the speed of SANIC as she watches you.

>Soon, but not soon enough, you feel yourself about to blow your load, and say as much to Time Turner.

>Instead of stopping, he simply redoubles his efforts, causing you to paint the insides of his mouth with your pearl jam.

>The intense pleasure causes you to blink.

>You wake up in what is probably a past version of Ponyville, with a tiny blinking screen of some sort next to you.

>You hit the button on it, turning it on, and Time Turner's voice and face greet you.

>"Hello Anonymous, by this time ou will have realised that you were sent into the past by the weeping angel. I thought it the best course of action, as my next words will probably anger you greatly."

>Fluttershy appears next to him, and they both remove their masks to reveal themselves as... each other.

>"Time Turner gave me the idea to do this when I mentioned how badly I wanted your hot monkey [spoiler]dock[/spoiler] Anon! It's kind of sad that I won't get to see you again... But Time Turner said he would help me use your coom to create clones of you for me to play with! Isn't that sweet of him my love?"

>The video cuts out and you stare blankly at it for several minutes.

>The only thing worse than the fact that you are stuck in past Equestria, is the fact that since you came with your eyes derped, they are stuck like that.

>The anger welling up within you can only be expressed in one way.

"FUUUUUCKKKKINNGGGGGG FLLLLLUTTTTEEEERRRRSHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!"