Title:           basement
Author:          GhostKid
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/uMyBY4nR
First Edit:      Thursday 29th of March 2012 01:26:40 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 29th of March 2012 01:26:40 PM CDT

>day 89 in Equestria
>you can't seem to be accepted enough in society to work many jobs they are offering
>and your pansy ass is too weak to work the fields with the Apples
>you instead field your luck with the Cakes
>you've worked fast food before
>now all you work is...food
>fast
>close enough
>one day, Pinkie needs you to go down to the basement to pull up the reserve bags of flour
>being the good employee you are, you get right on it
>you flick the switch on the wall, but no light comes on
>huh
>you slowly descend the stairs
>as you reach the bottom, you can hear moans coming from one side of the room
>the door slams shut from the top of the stairs
>OH SHIT OH FUCK HORROR MOVIE LEVEL FEAR ENGAGE
>you try to rush back up the stairs, but they slide out from under you, and you fall to the bottom
"I...I dont wanna die..."
>"A..anon?"
>the voice comes from the corner
>a dim light takes the room, centered on a slab that is facing away from you
>against your better judgement, you slowly walk around it to see who it is
>its fluttershy, strapped spread eagle to the stone slab
>"Oh, Anon!"
"Fl...fluttershy? W-we gotta get outta here!"
>"Oh, no, we can't do that now Anon. We're trapped in here...forever."
>a tear rolls down her cheek
>"Could...could you hold me Anon."
"Come on, let's get out of here."
>it was then you noticed the streams of red on the slab, leaking down from where her wings should be
>"I...I haven't much time left...please fuck me!"
>what.
>you investigate the red stuff
>shit smells like strawberry jam
"Fluttershy, horror movies aren't my fetish"
>"Oh."
>you laugh for a bit, it was all a misunderstanding
>"Well, I shouldn't have cut my wings off then, huh?"
 
Fucking Fluttershy