[Flutterrape]Winter Anon Part 3

>It's been almost a fortnight since Rarity told you to keep the glowing gem.

>And since then, not much has changed.

>Today is another snowfilled day of cold.

>You get up, shit, shower, but don't shave since it's fucking Winter.

>When you look in the mirror, an expression of horror comes across your face.

>Your skin has gone pale blue, and your eyes have a small hint of cyan to them.

>Did you get a cold?

>Bullshit, colds don't change your eye colour.

>You go downstairs to pour yourself a cold glass of AppleJack Daniels.

>As you let out a sigh, the pot plants in front of you freeze. Literally.

>Absolutely frozen solid. Did your breath do that?

>Did you eat a frost Dragon last night or something? Why are you suddenly breathing ice?

>This is some freaky shit.

>Maybe that Diamond Dog cursed you or some shit?

>Or did you get possessed by a demon?

>You suddenly realize the problem.

>It's that fucking rock. You knew something was up with that geological piece of crap.

>You down the glass of Whiskey and head out into the snow.

>Wait...why aren't you developing a severe case of Hypothermia yet?

>You went outside in your boxer shorts, and you can't feel a slight hint of the cold.

>Okay, this is getting creepier by the minute.

>5 minutes later, you head out into the snow again, only this time you're clothed.

>You make your way to Twilight's treehouse, because that's where all Flutterrape dilemmas get solved.

>And because maybe Twilight will know how to fix this.

>You also brought the glowing rock. It's still got that eerie yellow around it.

>You slowly open the door and Spike sees you.

>"Hey Anon, how you doi-WOAH!"

>Clearly he's shocked by the fact that you look like the fucking Ice King from Adventure Time.

>"Why do you look like you just-"

Ate a frost dragon?

>The baby dragon nods.

Frankly, that's why I'm here. Is Twilight awake?

>"Yeah, she's down in the basement, performing some stupid experiment.

Okay, thanks.

>As you're about to open the door to the basement, Spike calls for you.

Yeah?

>"Doesn't she kinda hate you after you ditched Fluttershy?"

Good point. Well, I'll see how she reacts. If I'm not back up in 2 hours, call for help.

>"O..kay. Well....good luck."

>You turn around and continue down to the basement.

>While going down the stairs, you can hear Twilight groan in anger after an explosion.

Everything okay down there?

>"No, actually. Who would've guessed trying to turn Ice into wood would be such a pain?!"

>Pretty much everyone.

>She looks like she could burn you alive, and judging that you're almost made entirely of ice, that would be really fucking painful.

>"And what exactly are you doing here? You must be pretty stupid to come here after what you did to Fluttershy!"

>She probably hasn't noticed your blue skin.

>Holy shit, she's still talking.

>"...and why anyone would do such a horrible thing is beyond even Celestia herself!"

>You cough, releasing a small cloud of frost as it freezes the floor in front of you.

>Twilight suddenly looks like she's seen...well, a guy freeze her floor with a cough.

That, is why I'm here.

>"Well, I guess I can try to help."

>She said the words "try to help" the same way a person would say "manure".

 

>"Any idea what could've caused this?"

Actually, yes.

>You pull the gem out of your pocket.

>Twilight holds it in front of her with her magic.

>"Where did you get this?"

Ice cave.

>She stares into the rock, as if she's trying to see through it.

>"This looks like some sort of magical artifact. What could possibly be in this that gives you an ice form?

>Magic, obviously.

>Only it's too cliche to actually say, but we all know it's fucking magic.

>"I say you need to keep away from this thing. It looks like it'll kill you eventually. In the meantime, apologize to the others."

>Gives you advice to keep you alive then tells you to go say sorry for relationship problems. Only her.

>You take the gem and stuff it back into your pocket, say goodbye, and leave.

>After hiding the gem in the basement by locking it in a completely unsuspicious chest, your first stop is Sweet Apple Acres.

>No wonder Applejack stays inside, all the trees are leafless and there's not a single apple in sight.

>Before you can knock on the door to AJ's house, it swings open and she bucks you in the stomach.

>It sends you flying against a tree, and now you're about to pass out.

>Sweet candy coated Jesus, that hurt like a fucking truck.

>Before your mind shuts off, you can barely hear Applejack say something.

>"You don't deserve any friendly treatment from me after what you did."

>Then everything goes dark.

 

>When you come to, you're in a bed. Not yours though.

>When you look around the room you're in, you can easily tell where you are.

>Fluttershy's cottage.

>So much for making this the last stop.

>Your left cheek feels unusually warm.

>She probably kissed the living hell out of it. So much for that "breaking her heart" crap.

>She's still probably just as obsessed with you as before.

>You get out of bed and look down at your hands. Your skin is now sky blue.

>Fucking fantastic. You're almost a walking frost monster.

>You walk downstairs and sure enough, the Duchess of Creepytown is there, sitting at a fireplace.

>Her face is covered in tears. Well, at least this confirms all that "still obsessed" business then.

>You quietly tiptoe to where your clothes are located, and put them on.

>Once you've layed hands on the door to make your way out, she hears you.

>"Going already?"

>You freeze. Well, you were kinda already frozen thanks to that rock...oh shut up, you know what I mean.

>"Normally when you save someone's life, you expect at least a thank you."

Thanks for saving my life. Hey, are you all right?

>"Yes, I'm fine."

>She said that so nonchalantly, and she didn't even turn around to look at you.

>Creepy levels have reached optimum peak. But...you should probably take this opportunity to apologize to her.

>"NO! BAD IDEA! LEAVE WHILE YOU STILL CAN!"

Shut up, brain.

>"I'm serious man, this bitch is creepy, she doesn't care for your actual well being, remember?"

I'm still gonna apologize to her.

>"Well fine, then. Not my funeral."

>You slowly walk to the fireplace and sit yourself down next to her.

Listen, Fluttershy...

>"No, you listen, Anon."

>What?

>She seriously just said that without stammering?

>Well fuck, this must be serious.

O-okay, well, in that case, I'm all ears.

>"You made me feel horrible, like I'm some absolute maniac."

>Probably because you ARE an absolute maniac! But of course she wouldn't know that, being herself and all.

>"I loved you, and I still do. But I will say this."

>A grin starts to appear on her face. This is getting fucking terrifying.

>"Don't say I didn't warn you, man."

Fucking brain.

>The General of the 87th Armoured Creepy Battalion continues her speech.

 

>"I don't give up easily,"

>Of course you don't, creepy bitch.

>"and until you please me, I will not let you leave this house."

>Rustle Percentage at 50%

>"I will never stop until you say you love me."

>Rustle Percentage at 75%

>You hear a click.

>You turn around to look at the only exit, and sure enough, Angel locked it and he's run off.

>Rustle Percentage at 90%

So what do you plan on doing?

>"Like I said, you're not leaving until you've pleasured me."

>Rustle Percentage at [ERROR: MAXIMUM OVER-RUSTLE ACHIEVED.]

>Freedom if you fuck her? Yeah, watching G3.5 sounds better.

>"Oh yeah, smartass? And what the fuck are you going to do about it, now that she's locked you in?!"

I don't fucking know.

>"So what do you say?"

I say your fantasies will stay just that.

>"That's a shame."

>She then pins you to the floor at the speed of KENYANS!

>Seriously, she was literally just sitting in front of the fireplace, then HOLY SHIT! She's on you!

>She begins to rub her marehood on your crotch.

>You slam your fist into the floor as a sign for her to stop.

>Your fist has just made a small pile of Ice where it hit.

>Ice starts to freeze Fluttershy's hooves as she stares in shock.

>She is frozen in place and can no longer try to rape you.

>Before you take your leave, you exhale on her face and it instantly becomes cold.

>One last thing.

>A swift punch is delivered to her right between the eyes.

>She falls to the floor,

>Now is the time to leave.

>Oh wait.

>Door locked.

>Well shit.

>Suddenly, you feel a light tug on your leg.

>You look down and see Angel holding the key.

>He gives you a thumbs up and you take the key from him.

>You wonder what kind of freaky shit she's done to Angel to make him hate her like that.

Thanks buddy.

>The key works fine.

>Now where to?

>Not to the fucking Acres, that's for sure.

>Oh great, you were just reminded of the buck to the stomach, now it hurts like fuck again, thanks a billion, brain.

>"Hmm? Hey, I didn't even do anything!"

Sure you didn't.

>"Fucking asshole..."

 

>After having another conflict with yourself, you figure it's time to go visit SugarCube Corner to find out if Pinkie wants knock you unconscious.

>This time, you just open the door, because knocking nearly seperated your lower half from your upper half.

>You see Mrs. Cake standing at the counter with a newspaper. The headline is: "Strange Human-Shaped mark in tree! Aliens, maybe?"

>You wonder what would happen if Big Mac bucked you in the stomach.

>Then you shake in terror at the thought.

>Mrs.Cake looks up from her newspaper.

>"Hello Anon, buying something today?"

Yeah, I'd like a strawberry cupcake.

>"Two bits."

Here you go. By the way, is Pinkie in?

>"Yep, she's upstairs. You can go see her if you want."

Okay, then.

>You take the cupcake and go upstairs while silently munching on it.

>Why did you even buy this? You hate strawberries.