Title:           Flutterrape #1 (UNFINISHED)
Author:          JustLurking
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/9w3jqMbu
First Edit:      Wednesday 23rd of July 2014 07:43:09 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Tuesday 25th of November 2014 02:12:46 AM CDT

Writing at 2 in the morning is fucking rad, right?
 
 
>"I hope you like your tea, Anonymous."
"Yeah, thanks, Fluttershy. It smells really good."
>you take a big swig of tea before meeting Fluttershy's eyes across the table
>"Uh, so Anonymous, how do you like it here in Ponyville?"
"It's been fine. I can't say I really hate it or love it."
>at this point you kick you legs up on the table
>Fluttershy stares at your legs with wonder
>"O-oh. Do humans do that were you come from?"
"Sometimes. If we're comfortable we do."
>"Oh.."
>you take another chug of your tea
>"...so does that mean your comfortable around.. m-me..?"
>Fluttershy perks up and starts to smile
>her wings fold out in expectancy and she begins to blush
>what the fuck
>this mare is trying to make a move on you
>no one moves or talks
>Fluttershy's cottage is dead silent except for the rustling of her animals in and around the house
>you stare at Fluttershy in disbelief
>she's still blushing
>she's not moving until you answer her
"Uh, Fluttershy, you see.."
>oh god how do you word this
>she's so mentally unstable, and you know it
>you don't want to break her little heart
"I'm not.. into... ponies.."
>"O-oh."
>Fluttershy calms down a bit
>thank god
>"B-but Anonymous, I'm not just a pony, I'm a pegasus.."
>Fluttershy stands up even straighter and in better posture than before
>"Are you into pegasi, Anonymous?"
"Fuck-"
"Fluttershy, no."
>"Well, Anonymous, what if I roleplay as a h-human..?"
>Fluttershy slowly gets up and tries to fake a sexy pose ontop of the table
>she glides a hoof along your chin while giving you bed eyes
>Fluttershy leans up to your ear and whispers,
>"Is roleplay your fetish, Anonymous?"
>she licks your ear before backing away to her stance at the table
>you help push her back to the table
>you don't want to fuck no horses
>Fluttershy begins to lean in for a kiss, tongue hanging out, saliva dripping, and all
"FLUTTERSHY, FUCK OFF!"
>you push her away from you with more force than before, knocking her off the table
>cups and papers go flying across the room, and the kitchen quickly turns into something like a warzone
>you finish up your tea while backing up and readying yourself for a fight
>Fluttershy stands herself up and looks at you with her lust-filled eyes
>"Oh, I see how it is, Anonymous. Is rough-housing your fetish?"
>she begins to ruffle her mane in an attempt to attract you
>Fluttershy begins to draw closer to you
>you can't believe this mare
"FLUTTERSHY, I DON'T WANT TO FUCK YOU!"
>"Well, Anonymous. You may not want a peice of me-"
>fuck
>"-but I want a peice of you. All of you."
>rape
>rape alert
>where is your rape whistle
>all you have on you is your mug formerly filled with tea
>this isn't a beer bottle, but it will suffice
>you bash the mug on the nearest table, making sure you got a nice big makeshift shank
>"Wow, Anonymous. I didn't know you liked violent foreplay~"
"Hah, well, you see, I DON'T."
>you jab the pointed side of the mug in Fluttershy's direction
>it didn't even phase her
>Fluttershy continues to inch closer to you
>she really is more fucked up than you thought
>you find yourself backing up further and further
>Fluttershy is making more and more ground on you
>eventually you'll run out of space
>you're letting a sexually deprived mare corner you in a house
>anon, where are your fucking balls?
>with this realization, you suddenly have an urge to man-up
>you take a swipe at Fluttershy with your mug-shank
>'It's a Hit!'
>you caught the side of Fluttershy's face, and slowly blood starts to ooze out of her cut
>"Bloodshed, Anonymous? You really are kinky, aren't you?"
"JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE, OKAY?"
>you maintain a focus on Fluttershy as you run back into the center of the house
>you don't want her creeping up behind you
>you take a look at the clock next to the front door
>it's 9:25
>it's dark out
>fuck
>as you collect your thoughts and try to prepare yourself for what's next, the lights shut off
>oh please no
>the entire cottage is dark
>all the noise of the animals has been haulted
>deafening silence
>and darkness
>you attempt to adjust your eyes to the dark, but for now it's simply too dark
>you hear hoofsteps in the distance
>"Oh 'Nonny.."
>you can barely start to make out shapes
>"I'm coming for you.."
>the hoofsteps start to sound like they're coming from behind you
>you swiftly turn around and attempt to gaze down what appears to be a hallway
>fuck this, your eyes are still adjusting
>clop
>you start to panic
>your breathing intensifies
>you start to tremble and clench your shank even tighter than before
>the hoofsteps increase in pace and volume
>clip
>"You can't hide from me, Mr. Anon..."
>clop
>you try to backpedal but your ass is immediatley welcomed to the wall
>"Oh.. that's cute.."
>fuck this horse, she's making a game out fo you
>you fall to your ass and hold up your shank in a defensive position
>clip
>you tremble even further
>you feel sweat dripping from your brow
>you bury your head into your arms and fall further to the floor
>clop
>you can barely even think
>why is this horse doing this to you
>what did you do to deserve this
>...
>...
>no noises
>everything was dead quiet
>you slowly raise your head and try to evaluate your surroundings
>your eyes are finally cooperating
>you focus in on what's in front of you
>"I hope rape's your fetish, Anon.."