- >You gaze upon Ponyville from the comfort of your warm room.
- >The sun is rising, no clouds in the sky and upon opening your window, the air feels tranquil. It smells as sweet as a bouquet of tulips.
- >It's another great day in Equestria. So long as SHE doesn't show up.
- >Walking along to Sugarcube Corner, you're greeted by a familiar face.
- >"Howdy, Femanon! Boy, sure is a perfect day today."
- Hey Applejack! Yeah, it's looking that way. I gotta rush, but I'll catch up with you sometime.
- >"Sure thang!"
- >She walks off with a smile on her face.
- >With a bounce in your step, you go on your way to Sugarcube Corner, distracted from what you should've been looking out for all along.
- >An obstacle appears in your way, and suddenly your face is scraping along the floor. Ouch.
- >"Hello, Femanon."
- >Dammit, it's her.
- >You flip yourself over, turning around to see that Fluttershy is staring right at you. Between her hooves, she's holding some rope.
- >Not this again.
- >Scrambling to your feet, you rush away from her.
- >"I'm gonna lasso you... if that's okay with you, that is."
- No, we're not going through this again! Remember what happened last time?!
- >The yellow p0ny stops rushing after you, bringing a hoof up to her jaw.
- ///////////////////////////////
- >You begin to flashback, remembering the last time you had tried to seduce Femanon.
- >Inside your basement, she was unconscious, hanging lifelessly from the rope you'd tied her in.
- >She looked so sexy when she was helpless.
- >Her unconscious grin was to die for. Her huge ass was like a gift from Celestia herself. Her enormous boobs, so immaculate.
- >Shivering in want of her, you quickly trot over to her. Nop0ny had ever turned you on like this before.
- >How did she do it? She wasn't even a p0ny for Celestia's sake. Fluttershy, you are one messed up girl.
- >But for now, she was the messed up one. And you're about to get to do whatever you want to her.
- >A muffled scream tickled your eardrum.
- >"WHGHRE THGE FGGK AM UGH!?"
- >Or, so you thought.
- >Spitting out the gag in her mouth, Femanon began to make as much noise as possible.
- No, no! Please, calm down... don't shout. It's okay... you're going to love this!
- >As you approached her, Femanon just wouldn't stop screaming. She was shaking too.
- >Shaking too much for your liking.
- >"YES, I'M OUTTA THIS THING!"
- >Dammit. You never were good at knots.
- >The naked body of Femanon teased your eyes.
- >But that body leaving your basement told your eyes to fuck right off.
- NO! GET BACK HERE, FEMANON! YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL!
- >Trying to catch up to her, you rush after Femanon.
- >Femanon slams the door in your face, and in moments, you're on the floor, KO'd.
- >You were so close to finally caressing her warm body.
- >Dammit, Fluttershy.
- >Wait... SHE'S GETTING AWAY AGAIN!
- ///////////////////////////////
- >After Fluttershy had stopped, remembering your last encounter you escape from her lasso.
- >You bolt into Sugarcube Corner, hoping she won't notice where you've gone.
- >You hear her calling your name, with each repeat getting closer and closer...
- >You whisper for Mr. or Mrs. Cake to help you, but there's no-one to be found in the building.
- >What can you defend yourself with in here?
- >Scanning your eyes left and right, the closest thing to you is a goddamn cake.
- >Well, better than nothing.
- >You bring it to your chest, in hopes that psycho p0ny has an allergy to flour.
- >"Femanon? Femanon?! FEMANON?!?!"
- >Fluttershy's booming voice encompassed the entire building.
- >You couldn't have possibly escaped from her in here.
- >She crashes in the door, while you hide under a table.
- >Desperately pleading your name, she begins to overturn everything in sight.
- >If you could just hurry up the stairs while she's focused on the other side of the room...
- >You take off one of the cherries on the cake and throw it on the far counter.
- >Flutters turns around, allowing you to escape.
- >Your heart is coming up in your throat, but you persevere, dashing up the stairs.
- >Inside one of the rooms, you take refuge.
- ///////////////////////////////
- >Why won't Femanon love you?
- >You cry out for her, but her beautiful voice doesn't return the call.
- >Instead, you've embarrassed yourself. Everyp0ny is looking right at you.
- >In your mind, you can hear their thoughts.
- >They're all laughing at you. But when did they not?
- >Nobody likes you anyway. Except Femanon, but she just won't admit it.
- >You teeter away on your hooves, blushing.
- >WAIT! Femanon was on her way to work today!
- >You crash into Sugarcube Corner, calling out her name.
- >This was going to be difficult.
- >With the rope around your waist, you begin your search.
- >Grabbing the tables, you fling them over in a hectic rush, you MUST have Femanon.
- >You didn't think it was possible for a human to fit into a small cupboard, but you raid the entire kitchen in search for your beloved.
- >Finally, you hear something. Was it her?
- >On the floor, you see a cherry rolling.
- >Where did it come from?
- >You gaze around the colourful surrounding.
- >Upon seeing a lone table on the other side of the room, you gallop towards it.
- >You have her now!
- >You flip the table over and...
- >She's not there.
- >How can she not be there?
- >Where did the cherry come from otherwise?
- >Unless...
- >She's went UPSTAIRS!
- ///////////////////////////////
- >The tap-tap of hooves on the floor repeats in your ear.
- >You can even smell that disgusting p0ny. God, it's as if she's bathed in sewage.
- >...So why does it make your panties sticky?
- >Whatever, you had to make sure she wasn't going to find you.
- >Looking around the room, you leapt from the door and ran straight into the closet.
- >Inside closets were always safe. Always stay inside the closet.
- >As far in as possible.
- >Doors were beginning to be flung open, she was getting closer to her prize now.
- >You hear her demolishing everything in her way. Everything was getting thrown around.
- >Why did she want you so much? You were completely different species!
- >Is it bestiality if a p0ny wants a human?
- >With the cake still in your hands, you hear her crash into your room.
- >Shit. This could be it.
- >The bed was completely ruined.
- >She must have found a hammer or something, the awful noise of her smashing it to shit could deafen anyone.
- >"Nope... not there."
- >As your heard her voice, it suddenly clicked in your head.
- >Your pupils shrink to atomic sizes.
- >You could be raped by this fucking psycho.
- >The psycho with a HAMMER. Or even worse!
- >"There's a closet in here?"
- >Shit. Shit! SHIT!
- >This was the end!
- ///////////////////////////////
- >She's gotta be up here somewhere. She's just gotta!
- >Gingerly, you open up one of the doors.
- >Thank goodness Mr. and Mrs. Cake aren't home. You wouldn't want to ruin their home... not completely anyway.
- >Exploring every inch of each room was getting tiring. Especially without moving anything.
- >This was taking too long. You could get in a lot of trouble for this, but...
- >You just HAD to have Femanon's sweet cherry. And not the one she must've thrown.
- >Hectically you barge into one of the rooms, and tear it up as if you were the Collosus.
- Celestia, forgive me...
- >You throw everything around the room, looking for your trophy.
- >Why on earth did the Cakes even need so many rooms? They only had Pinkie, the twins and themselves to lodge! That's only 3 rooms!
- >Upon entering one of the rooms, it was more of an extra-space sort of deal than any of the other ones.
- >No decorations, no colours, just... incredibly bland.
- >Box upon box was piled on top of each other. How could a p0ny even move in here?
- >And why was there STILL a bed in here?
- >You thought you were odd.
- >Right in front of you, a tool was on the floor. You remember Applejack calling one a "hammer" before.
- >You had no idea what that meant, but you knew it could break things.
- >No longer willing to wait, your nether regions pleading for Femanon, you begin smashing.
- >Every box had fallen down, and you could actually see where you were.
- >A single door that was closed begged for you to open it.
- There's a closet in here?
- >Oh goodness.
- >She is in there.
- >You could smell her. You could almost... taste her.
- >Walking towards the cloest door, you put your ear next to it.
- >Her panting couldn't disguise itself from you now.
- >You grab the door handle and fling it open.
- >Your prize was in there. Holding a cake, of all things.
- >It had cherries on top.
- >A horrified look spreads across Femanon's face.
- Aren't you just overjoyed to see me?
- >Femanon was flabbergasted. She couldn't speak.
- >She simply shook her head.
- >You put on the most seductive voice you could.
- Well... I'm happy to see you.
- >Femanon begins panting. She drops the cake and tries to back away from you.
- You can't run from me now...
- >Femanon's face turned pale.
- >You slowly begin to explore her body, groping her firm tits.
- >She closes her eyes, and lets it happen.
- Don't worry... I'm not gonna hurt you...
- >She lets out a tiny whimper.
- >You move your leg, swiping beneath hers. She falls to the floor.
- >Sliding off her shirt, you see her breasts pop out as soon as it comes away.
- >Pressing yourself against her, she let out a small moan.
- Now Femanon, we're gonna start slowly...
- >You hold her down, and bring your soaked whispering eye up to her face.
- ///////////////////////////////
- >You lay motionless as Flutters brings her trash can-smelling genitals to your blank stare.
- >You can't believe she finally caught you, and she's about to get her way.
- >As everything seemed lost, you catch sight of the one thing you forgot about.
- >Your defence. Your cake.
- >Just before she makes contact with your face, you jerk in a motion with just enough force to slide out from under her.
- >Grabbing the cake in one swift move, you do the unthinkable.
- >Putting the cake in place of your face, you shove the entire thing into Fluttershy.
- >She lets out a cry.
- >"FEMANON, NO!"
- >With an almost evil laugh, you begin your escape.
- >Pushing her off of your legs, you nab your T-shirt from the floor and get the fuck out of dodge.
- >With Fluttershy laying motionless, you say one last thing.
- BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME, FLUTTERBUTT.
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