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Too Many Fluttershys

By: DeMe on Jan 14th, 2013  |  syntax: None  |  size: 10.75 KB  |  hits: 149  |  expires: Never
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  1. >Day panda rings in Equestria
  2. >Wake up
  3. >Do your morning routine
  4. >Shit, Shave, Shower
  5. >Go downstairs for some breakfast
  6. >In the middle of your bowl of delicious nutricious coom flakes when you hear a knock on the door
  7. >Grumble and walk over, its that time of the day again
  8. >Yank open the door to find Fluttershy standing there
  9. >She has the same smile on her face she always has
  10. >5% adorable, 10% shy, 85% lusting for the D
  11. "Whaddaya want Flutterrapist?"
  12. >Her smile fades a bit as she hears your name for her
  13. >"I-i'm n-not a rapist, I j-just wanted to know if your fetish was i-insertion, so you would love me.."
  14. >She then turns around and presents her horse vagina to you
  15. >There is a cucumber sticking out, being pickled with her juices
  16. "It's not. And now..."
  17. >You kick her square in the cucumber and send her flying from your house
  18. "GET OUT!"
  19. >Shut the door and walk back over to your cereal
  20. >You are about to take a bit of your now soggy treat when...
  21. >You hear a knock on the door
  22. >This time you are actually curious as to who it could be
  23. >The daily fetish guess is out of the way, this might actually be important
  24. >Quickly walk back over to the door
  25. >Open it to find none other than
  26. >Fluttershy
  27. >Again
  28. "What are you doing here Fluttershy? Cuntcumbers are not my fetish"
  29. "How did you get back so fast anyways? I must've punted you all the way back to your cottage"
  30. >"U-uhm I w-wouldn't know about any of t-that, I just wanted to know if piercings are your f-fetish"
  31. >Again she turns around to present that cooter you by now know all too well
  32. >Its different this time though
  33. >As her clit winks out to you you see she has had a little ring put through it
  34. >Where the hell did she get the time to have this done between you getting rid of her and you opening the door again?
  35. >Now that you think about it, the cucumber is gone as well
  36. >Although you might've just kicked it hard enough to shove it all the way inside
  37. >Your thoughts are interrupted by a yellow hoof tapping you on the shoulder from behind
  38. >"Uhm A-anon, are threesomes your fetish?"
  39. "Not now Fluttershy I'm trying to figure out how Flutterskank over here managed to-"
  40. >Realise what you are saying and turn your head around not knowing what to expect
  41. >Fluttershy is smiling at you creepily
  42. >Look back in front of you again
  43. >Fluttershy is fondling her pierced clitoris with her hoof and shaking her flank
  44. >Look behind you again
  45. >Fluttershy is smiling even more creepily now, mere inches from your face
  46. >Theres two Fluttershys now?
  47. >Say a quick prayer, clearly you have woken up in your own personal hell
  48. >See a third Fluttershy walking over from outside
  49. >"H-hi Anon, i-is farting your fetish?"
  50. >Fluttershy number 3 then cuts a huge one, assaulting your nostrills with the vile aroma of honey, hay, and shit
  51. "Oh god, I've got to get outta here"
  52. >Run away from your house and the stench, with three Fluttershys giving chase
  53. >As you run you see that to your horror, you are running straight for another group of Fluttershys
  54. >One of them has stuck her hooves in the back ends of four others, and is wearing a fifth Fluttershy over her head like a helmet made of rape
  55. >All of them speak up
  56. >"I-is ponyzord your fetish Anon?"
  57. >"I-is ponyzord your fetish Anon?"
  58. >"I-is ponyzord your fetish Anon?"
  59. >"I-is ponyzord your fetish Anon?"
  60. >"I-is ponyzord your fetish Anon?"
  61. >"Mph mmmphmph mph mmph Mppph?"
  62. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?"
  63. >Scream as you run past the abomination as you see Fluttershys run over towards you from every direction
  64. >All of them have prepared a fetish for you
  65. >"I-is gymnastics your f-fetish?"
  66. >"Is b-bondage your fetish?"
  67. >"Is 16th c-century king Henry VIII y-your fetish?"
  68. >Jump over a Fluttershy approaching you with a dildo while ducking underneath one trying to hit you with a ray of piss
  69. >Keep sprinting towards Twilight's library, even as hundreds of Fluttershys try to pounce on you and use every conceivable sex toy on your sorry ass
  70. >You are almost at the door, but a Fluttershy dressed as a sexy baseball player is blocking the way
  71. >There is a rubber fist attached to the end of the baseball bat she is waving towards you menacingly
  72. >You decide you have to try anyways, if there is a way out of this madness, it has to be with Twilight
  73. >Take your final sprint, pushing yourself off of the faces of a Fluttershy wanting to lick your feet, and one who has a horn taped to her forehead she is preparing to shove up your butthole
  74. >Just before you reach battershy, you break into a slide, and slide underneath the bat
  75. >You slide through between her legs, and although you get splashed in the face with her vaginal excretions, you do make it past
  76. "SAFE!"
  77. >Quickly shut and bolt the door behind you.
  78. >You are so lucky Twilight saw you running and opened the door for you, else you would still be stuck out there with le Flutterrape army
  79. >Pull booksmart into a tight embrace and sniffle into her mane
  80. "Oh god, it was horrible! They were everywhere!"
  81. >"I know Anon, it was good of you to come here
  82. "What the hell is going on Twilight? Where did all those Fluttershys come from?"
  83. >"I have a sneaking suspicion Fluttershy cloned herself at the mirror pool"
  84. "The mirror pool?"
  85. >"Its a magical body of water near p0nyville where if you enter, two of you come out"
  86. "So you are saying Fluttershy cloned herself five hundred times?"
  87. >"It seems so yes"
  88. "But why?"
  89. >"I'm guessing its so she can find your fetish faster"
  90. >Twilight smirks
  91. >She knew about your problems with Flutterrapist, but it was mostly a joke to her
  92. "Okay, so how do we get rid of them?"
  93. >"I have a plan Anon, you may be surprised to hear, but something like this has actually happened before"
  94. "With all the shit that goes on around here, I'm not surprised at all actually"
  95. >"Okay, so here is the plan..."
  96.  
  97. >You aren't really sure of this plan, but Twilight said it had worked before, so who were you to doubt?
  98. >You would have appreciated it though if the first step, to lure all the Fluttershys to one place, would've been a bit more subtle
  99. >Stand underneath the giant sign saying "GET YOUR HOT MONKEY DICK HERE"
  100. >Sure enough, hundreds of Fluttershys come sprinting over to you ready to pounce
  101. >You sure hope the force bubble Twilight surrounded you with can resist the force of this many sexcrazed mares trying to break through
  102. >Luckily it does, and soon enough, there is five hundred Fluttershys in front of you desperately trying to get to you
  103. >Now for step two of the plan
  104. "Okay... Fluttershy, I've brought you here for a reason"
  105. "You clearly cloned yourself to find my fetish, and the way its going now its going to happen sooner rather than later"
  106. "So I've decided to just tell you my fetish"
  107. >Your ears hurt as they are assaulted by the soundwave of 500 Fluttershys squeeing in unison
  108. "My fetish, is being perfectly calm, sitting still, and being quiet"
  109. "I will have sex with the Fluttershy who manages to perform my fetish the best"
  110. >The Fluttershys suddenly all clamp up and sit still, staring at you intensely
  111. "So now, we begin!"
  112. >Remove the bathrobe you had been wearing
  113. >You are now standing buck naked in front of the sea of rapists
  114. >See a lot of them straining to remain seated, sweat beads forming on their foreheads
  115. >Seems like one of them can't take it anymore
  116. >"Oh I-im sorry I can't do your fetish Anon, but I've got to g-get me some of that hOT MONKEY DICK NOW!!"
  117. >She gets up and jumps towards your cock, but gets zapped with a blast of purple magic in mid air
  118. >Looks like Twilight has eliminated the first fake
  119. >See the struck Fluttershy swell up like a balloon and rise to the air
  120. >Suddenly she bursts up into a shower of gore, blood and guts raining down on the remaining Fluttershys
  121. >You had no idea what Twilight was actually going to do to the clones, but you sure weren't expecting that
  122. "Ehm Twi, I like there being less Fluttershys, but don't you think that was a bit harsh?"
  123. >"What do you mean Anon?", Twilight asks as she zaps a Fluttershy that had begun quitely masturbating
  124. >The Fluttershy catches on fire and is incinerated to a pile of ashes in seconds
  125. "Well that, your way of disposing of these clones seems a bit.. excessive"
  126. >"Nonsense!", Twilight huffs as she makes a clopping Fluttershy's limbs fall off and shrivel up into dried husks
  127. "Eww Twilight!"
  128. >You jolt back in disgust, the sudden motion making your penis jump up and down
  129. >A hundred Fluttershys who took a step forward at seeing your cock move are picked up by a purple beam and tossed into a giant shredder
  130. >"Relax Anon, they're just clones, they don't feel anything!"
  131. >You can barely hear Twilight over the screams of a hundred p0nies getting the flesh torn of their bones
  132. "Really?"
  133. >"Really. Fluttershy is my friend, I could never hurt her!"
  134. >She says this while zapping another Fluttershy, nothing seems to happen
  135. "Ehm, Twilight, that one is still there"
  136. >"She won't be for long, I gave her terminal cancer"
  137. >You are still a bit doubtful, but if Twilight says its ok then it probably is
  138. >After all, she is like a [MOTHER] to you and all of her friends
  139. >After some more horrible violence that would haunt any sane persons dreams, there is now only two Fluttershys left
  140. >The two of them are still being perfectly still, quiet, and calm.
  141. >Staring at your junk like their life depended on it, which, come to think of it, it does
  142. >After five more minutes, neither of them has moved an inch
  143. >You're going to have to hurry this process up
  144. >Step out of your protective bubble
  145. >Walk over towards the two Fluttershys, conveniently located right next to each other
  146. >Run your hands through both of their manes
  147. >Whisper softly into their ears
  148. "Oh baby, I'm ready to rut you so hard"
  149. >You see sweat run across the foreheads of both mares
  150. >Their tails are lifted sky high and they are winking like crazy
  151. >And yet, they remain still seated
  152. >Get an idea
  153. >You take a few steps back, and make a running start
  154. >Sprint towards them, shouting as loud as you can
  155. "HERE COMES THE CUNT-PUNT!!"
  156. >One of the two Fluttershys whimpers and braces for impact
  157. >She is immediately zapped with a puple beam, clutches her heart, and keels over dead
  158. >You stop your sprint and speak up confused
  159. "Twilight, what the hell?!"
  160. >"What? She moved!"
  161. "Because I was going to kick her! She obviously remembered my trademark cuntpunts and thus is the real one!"
  162. "The one here is obviously a fake!"
  163. >"Oh... OH WAIT LEMME FIX THAT"
  164. >Another beam of magic fires from Twilight's horn, hitting the last remaining Fluttershy
  165. >She turns into dust and waves away in the wind
  166. >"There, all done"
  167. "Well yeah, you got rid of the clones, but the real Fluttershy is gone now too!"
  168. >"Oh, I guess she is... Woopsie?"
  169. >You would be angry, but you have a realisation as to what this means
  170. >With no more Fluttershy, you are finally free!
  171. >No more >rape!, no more fetish attempts!
  172. >You will never ever be
  173. >Fucking Fluttershy
  174. >Today was a great, if traumatizing, day