Title:           [FR, Silly, Clop] Japaneighs
Author:          Etiquette
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/8S9ZfHK1
First Edit:      Monday 11th of February 2013 08:32:12 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Monday 11th of February 2013 08:32:12 PM CDT

This story had been narrated by a wonderful man who goes by Baratone.
Sadly, the link to his recording broke.
But you can still find other works by him on his tumblr: http://misterbaratone.tumblr.com/
Somewhere... Probably...
 
Feel free to follow along or just read on your own.
 
>Day Tube8 in Equestria.
>Wake up.
>Take a shower.
>Jack off.
>It's been so long since you've gotten off to something other than your hand.
>Depending on whether or not the mouth of that sleeping girl counted...
>Good times. Good times.
>Get out of the shower.
>Dry off.
>Brush teeth.
>Take a look at your stubble.
>It's coming in nicely.
>You'll have that neckbeard in no time.
>You've had so much progress in these four months.
>You can almost see the actual hairs growing out!
>A knock interrupts your facial appreciation time.
>You're well aware of the culprit.
>But you call out anyway:
Who is it?
>You listen intently and after a long pause, you can just barely make something out.
>"It's Flu- Flu- Flu-" followed by a meek 'Eep!'
>You snicker to yourself for a moment.
>If she's going to show up to your place and bother you every day, you might as well fuck with her.
>At least she can provide a little entertainment.
>You finish up in the bathroom and head toward the door, speaking loud enough for your voice to carry through the medium.
Alright 'Shy. What is it this time?
>When you open it, you're not only greeted with yellow and pink, as per usual, but also...
>Your vision pans to Fluttershy's left.
>Purple.
>Fuck.
>You preemptively slam your door shut and lean your back against it.
>"Well... that's not a very nice way to greet a friend, Anon."
>Fuck fuck fuck.
>Twilight...
>Anytime she's involved with Fluttershy's antics, things get ugly.
>You call through the door again:
Why are you here, Twilight?
>You hear her giggle. "I'm here to help my friend, silly."
>You feel a warm sensation against your back.
>Turning, you can see the door bathed in a lavender glow.
>The hinges unscrew from the frame and Twilight strolls in with the door in tow.
>Fuck you, magic.
>Twilight also levitates a notepad out from her saddlebag.
>"And I just might be taking notes... Maybe..."
 
>You glare.
>Twilight sports a guilty blush.
>You spare a piece of glare for Fluttershy, intensifying your stare.
>She's taking great care with the affair of entering your lair.
>You notice that today she's a bare mare, not sporting any flair.
>She notices your look and hides behind her hair.
There's no way I'm having sex with her, you know...
>Twilight flips through some pages of her notepad.
>"She hasn't even tried half of the fetishes from the book I found."
>You facepalm, leaving a large smudge on your glasses.
>You sigh and start cleaning the mark off.
Like what? Futa? Robots? Gak? Fillies?
>Fluttershy's body perks up. "O-Oh n-no, Anon."
>She leans over to Twilight and whispers into her ear.
>"Write those d-down, Twilight."
>You groan.
Alright. What then?
>Twilight's horn starts to glow and she points it at your crotch.
>It's odd how similar the sound of charging magic is to a chainsaw revving.
>...
>Wait...
>There's a thing making a chainsaw sound.
>Check.
>And it's pointed at your dick.
>Check.
>And you're just standing there.
>Check.
>...
>WHAT THE SHIT ARE YOU DOING, IDIOT?!
>Your natural instincts start to kick in.
Hold on! I didn't say to-
>Too late.
>You shut your eyes tight as your junk gets zapped by Twilight FIRIN' HER LAZOR.
>And you thought video games gave you better reflexes...
>A few moments pass before you open your eyes again.
>Alright. You're still breathing.
>You see Twilight and Fluttershy in the same positions.
>Everything looks the same.
Well, that was anti-climatic...
>You sigh and start to relax your muscles, tense from your fight or flight response.
>Your weight shifts forward and you start to fall.
>You take a step and catch yourself.
>You look down trying to find the source of your newly acquired center of gravity.
>Well there's your problem.
>Your dick has grown to the size of your forearm.
>And it's hard.
>And throbbing.
>"Um... I-Is large insertion your f-fetish, Anon?"
 
>Your mind has yet to catch up to the situation at hand.
>Magic makes life a little hard to process sometimes...
>All you can really manage to eke out is [spoiler] [/spoiler] Uh... buh...?
>Fluttershy's wings spring up. "I-Is that a y-yes?"
>Reality finally comes crashing down on you and you regain your speech faculties.
>You extend your flat palm to Fluttershy to signal 'stop.'
Hold... Hold on a sec...
>Your mind starts to weigh your options here.
>On the one hand, Fluttershy is a p0ny.
>And you're no horsefucker.
>On the other hand, you haven't had your skin-flute played in a long time.
>But Fluttershy's a creepy stalker-rapist.
>But your hand's just not cutting it anymore.
>But you're just being used.
>Although, you don't get to handle a dick like this just any day.
>And large insertion actually IS your fetish.
>And maybe Fluttershy will leave you alone after this.
>Also, you're horny as fuck...
>You break from your mental huddle and take a deep breath.
>You look to Fluttershy and sigh.
Alright, let's do this...
>She squeaks excitedly and clops her hooves together. "Yay."
>"Should we go to your r-room, Anon?"
>You pinch the bridge of your nose, resenting that you're about to consent to Fluttershy.
No... Just.... Just lay back on the couch.
>She takes her place on the sofa while you disrobe.
>Your mighty cock log is throbbing and begging for attention.
>You straddle Fluttershy's barrel and sigh.
You ready?
>She nods and smiles.
>She begins to drag her tongue along your enormous shaft as her hoofs caress your tip and balls.
>Soft moans accompany her ministrations.
>She pops your head into her mouth and sucks, making loud slurping noises.
>Well, that's a little odd, but...
>You hear a quill tip scratching against paper.
>You turn to see Twilight right next to you taking notes.
Fucking really?
 
>Your attention is quickly turned back to Fluttershy, who has just taken your rod farther down her throat.
>You groan and hold her head in place.
>Her cheeks puff out from your girth.
>After a moment, you release your grip on Fluttershy and she pulls back from your cock, sputtering and gasping.
>She moans again and purses her lips, planting soft kisses along your tip.
>You take the opportunity to wap your length against her mouth.
>It makes a shallow, hollow sound until she opens her mouth, your cock now striking her tongue instead.
>The sound changes to a shrill, wet rhythm.
>With each bop, you find yourself wanting more.
>You stand up, shift backwards, and line yourself up at Fluttershy's entrance.
>She's already sopping wet and undulating.
>Guess you don't have to ask if she's ready...
>You look each other in the eyes and she nods again.
>Your tip parts her pink curtains and you start to slide yourself inside.
>She lets out a half moan, half cry as her inner walls make way for the new-found intruder.
>Her hooves tuck themselves against her barrel as her muscles tense.
>You can see a bulge snake its way up her body.
>She flings her head back. "Iiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaah!"
>Her cries begin to sound more distressed. "O-Onii-chaaaan!"
>You stop.
Who the fuck said that? Fluttershy, are you alright?
>She shakes away the sex-daze she seems to be in.
>"Nani wo-?" She clears her throat. "I mean... Y-Yes, I'm fine."
Then what's with all the crying and weird language?
>"O-Oh... W-Well, you see... I'm h-half Japaneighs. That's just how we sound when we make love."
So you're not hurt then?
>She shakes her head.
If you say so...
>You start plunging yourself further inside again.
>Immediately Fluttershy begins a high-pitched hybrid scream/moan/cry.
>"AAAAAHHHNN~ KIMOCHIII!"
 
>You try to ignore it and slowly build up a rhythm.
>Fluttershy just whines louder, pulling you close and squeak-moaning directly into your ear.
>You push her back onto the couch and try to focus on your fetish fuel.
>You look down.
>Her stomach distends with your cock on each thrust.
>You place a hand along its path so you can feel it-
>"AAAAAHHHNN~ AH AH AH AH."
>Fuck.
>Alright, just focus on trying to cum.
>Luckily, Twilight made your gigantic member really sensitive so hopefully-
>"IIIAAAAA! YADA~"
>Fluttershy's crying is relentless.
>However, each time you bottom out, her moans are interrupted momentarily.
>So you try to speed up.
>Which only makes her scream louder and shriller.
>She takes shallow breaths between each circuit.
>You're about to try something else when...
>Fluttershy climaxes.
>Her body writhes on your dick and she lets loose an eardrum-shattering banshee's wail, coating your dick with juices.
>Nope.
>Fuck this.
I'm out.
>You pull yourself out of Fluttershy, stand, and turn, smacking Twilight on the side of her face with your cock-bat.
I'm going to Applejack's.
>You storm out, leaving Twilight and Fluttershy looking at each other, shrugging.
>"What was his problem?"
>Fluttershy sighs contentedly. "I don't know, but I hope I can spend more time-"
>[spoiler]"Fucking Anon."[/spoiler]