Title:           [Prose] Clingy Pink 3 (F/F, Soft)
Author:          MutualTaco
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First Edit:      Thursday 7th of August 2014 01:10:23 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 7th of August 2014 01:10:23 AM CDT

        “Are... are you sure she's okay?”  Fluttershy stands besides a pacified Pinkie Pie as the party pony lays on her bed.  Light's are on, but a wave of the pegasus' hoof in front of the dazed face reveals that nopony is home.  
 
        “Yeah, Aloe showed me that you ponies have really sensitive belly buttons.  Pinkie'll probably come to her senses later, now help me out.”  Wiping away the digestive muck from your body, only to have more replace it shortly, you streamline your body for evacuation.
 
        “But...”
 
        “No 'buts.'  I'm the master masseuse here, and I say she's going to be fine... please Fluttershy?”
 
        “But... she's staring at me...”  The wall-eyed expression of Pinkie Pie gives the caretaker the creeps, as one eye seemingly tracks her movement, as the other one gazing out the window.  Hiding behind her long, pink mane, Fluttershy slowly moves to the unconscious body.
 
        “She's going to come to if you don't hurry, now come on...”  With a meek squeak, she reaches over to Pinkie's mouth.  Fluttershy pries the pink jaws open, the faint odor of vanilla creeping out.  Shoving a hoof into the empty throat, she reaches in, expecting a grab from within.
 
        “Fluttershy, dear... in the time it took you to get the courage to reach in, I've already been sucked into her lower tract.  Push me out, will you?”  Molested from every angle by villi, this was the most pleasant part of being part of Pinkie's paunch.  The little suckers brush the leftover food and grime from your body, stroking you with the slick softness of each touch.  You bite your lower lip as they instinctively search your lower regions, your love nub victim to the curious touches.  One of your hands crawl southward, eager to finish the job as you feel Fluttershy press down on you.
 
        “Okay Nona, I'll just do the usual.”  Familiar with Pinkie's innards in more ways than one, she pushes down on the doughy tummy, feeling you twist and turn around the windy tunnels.  As you lurch forward with each shove, you quickly shiver out a silent orgasm, taking the little pleasure you can from this experience as the firm hooves accelerate your way through the lubricated canals.  Fortunately, no waste to be seen, at least nothing you felt on your body, just warm, greasy intestinal lining coating your naked body.
 
        “Ghk, okay Fluttershy, I'm at the end.”  Your head collides with the tightened muscle as you press your hands against the opening, coaxing it to open under your touch.
 
        “One moment then...”  Fluttershy hooks her legs around Pinkie's forelegs, slowly dragging the pudgy pony to the bathroom.  All too familiar with the situation, she lowers the limp body into the bathtub, relieved that Pinkie's eyes were closed shut.  Turning on the warm water, a small puddle forms at the bottom of the tub as the yellow pony lifts the earth pony, her tender hooves pressed against the round lower belly.
 
        “Ready Nona?”
 
        “Just go.”  With one powerful squeeze, you slither out of the puckered exit like toothpaste from a tube.  The fanfare of gas and sputtering of her anus against your slippery skin marked your arrival back into the outside.  You shield your eyes from the inevitable light as you breathe a fresh breath of cool air into your lungs, relieved at tasting freedom once again.
 
        “Thanks again Fluttershy, go lay down Miss Pie on her bed while I clean myself up.”  The meek pony drags the unconscious body out of the bathroom as you lather yourself up with soap.  Though the smell isn't terribly horrible, walking around as a greasy mess wasn't your idea of being a world-class masseuse.  Rinsing your lengthy hair twice and cleaning your smooth skin to a perfect shine, Fluttershy enters the bathroom, clothes in mouth.
 
        “You're such a mind-reader 'shy, I appreciate it.”  Turning off the shower, you grab the nearest towel to dry off your body.
 
        “Oh, it's nothing, really.  I was just looking forward to today's session.”  Her face brightens up with glee as you return the smile.  Even if you taught her everything you knew, she was always eager to give you bits for a full session at the Day Spa.
 
        “Well, consider today's save as payment, I'll be treating you real nice today.”  You hear a squee of glee as you don your custom-made clothing, compliments from Rarity.  Another famous pony that was more than eager to be touched by your delightful digits, but a story for another time.
 
        “Shall we?”  With a surprising amount of assertiveness, Fluttershy lowers herself to you as she speaks.  You choke a giggle at her forwardness as you jump onto her back, wrapping your arms around her thick neck.  She starts to trot out of the bathroom, making a brief stop to the sleeping pony on the bed.
 
        “You should really stay with me, you know.  I would take good care of you.”
 
        “Allergies, Fluttershy.  Half of your critters make me sneeze to high heaven.”  You point to your nose in emphasis.
 
        “Well... perhaps around winter time when they're all asleep?”  Running a hand through her well-kept mane, she coos as the sign of affection.
 
        “I'll think about it, for now, let's get you to the Spa.”  With a skip in her step, Fluttershy carries you out of the bakery with a happy hum.