Hide the Noodle - One Shot Shorts - DEBUT!

One-Shot-Short #1

 

>Day...you stopped counting two years ago in Equestria

>You wake up at what you assume to be 7 am

>The sun is barely peeking through your window, just enough light to blind you first thing as you awake

"God dammit Sunbutt..."

>Almost as if she was listening (which she probably was, Celestia did not respect your privacy) the light intensified, causing you to fall out of bed.

I'M SORRY OH GREAT AND POWERFUL CELESTIA! FORGIVE ME!

>On with the morning ritual; Shower, Shit, Shave

>Suddenly there came a tapping, as of someone gently rapping

>rapping at your front door

>towel wrapped around your waist, you head downstairs and open the door to see none other than...Fluttershy

Hello...so what is it today? Honey covered Genitalia? Unbirthing?

>U-umm thats funny mister...but um..*squeak*..not even close" she giggles softly and hides behind her mane

>Giving a small shrug, you notice her eyes transfixed on your towel

Fluttershy, eyes, up here.

>she continues to stare until you snap your fingers in her face.

>"O-oh, um, sorry. Anyway anon, I finally figured out what your fetish is." she says this with a very assured tone

Oh really now? Well?

>she trots off behind a bush and returns with Lil Pip.

>"Well 'ello Anon! Fluttershy says we're going to play a game called 'hide the noodle' togethah!"

>Fluttershy stares at you waiting for your reaction..

>your member bursts into full strength at the thought.

You win.

>You quickly grab the little colt and pegasus, shutting the door behind you.

>The day proceeded with hours of "hiding your noodle" with Lil Pip. Fluttershy merely watched and furiously clopped.

>Sure, you may have just statutory raped a little colt

>But you managed to get through a day without

>Fucking Fluttershy

 

 

And One-Shot-Short #2

>"Wah! Anon, what are we going to do on the bed?" Pip inquired

The same thing we do every night, Pippy. Try to hide the noodle.

>POMF

>"KNARF!" Pip exclaimed as you sucked on your index finger, bringing it down to his puckered anal entrance

------Meanwhile in Fluttershy's cottage-------

>Fluttershy sits at a small oaken desk, a visor covering her eyes, wires connected to a rather impressive piece of technology, thanks to a combined effort of Flim and Flam, as well as some magical assistant from The Great and Powerful Trixie.

>One hoof idly diddled her soaked marehood

>She is so happy to have found your fetish..

>"Be gentle wit' me mistah anon"

>The words relayed to the Robotic "doll" of Pip

>unbeknownst to you, you were about to indulge in that most taboo of acts. Tonight, you would be

>Fucking Fluttershy