Title:           [FR] Day Catapult
Author:          That_Happy_Guy
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/DGjq1irJ
First Edit:      Tuesday 6th of August 2013 12:57:14 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 6th of August 2013 12:57:14 AM CDT

>Day Catapult in Equestria
>”Pull it, come on Nonny! Just one more time!”
>You sigh and pull the lever back, firing the pink daredevil into the skies.
>”Wheeeeeeeeeeee-”
>Off she goes, to god knows where.
>A quick sip of your lemonade is all you can manage before Pinkie pops out of a tree.
>”I fell through Applejack's roof this time! Haha!”
“That's great Pinkie. Can we stop now?”
>The pink mare shakes her head and readies your catapult to be fired again.
>You had built this thing to fling shit because it sounded like an awesome idea. It was, but ever since Pinkie found it she's taken it over.
>She's broken about three dozen roofs, someone's window, a cart, and left over five dozen small craters in the ground.
>Thank god for her powers to break the laws of physics or you might be down a friend.
>”Ready Nonny! Pull the lever!”
>Once again you pull the lever, and so on and so forth.
>”Whooooooooooooooo-”
>”W-wow. She sure is going high up.”
“Yep.”
>Fluttershy has placed herself next to your lawn chair, snuck up on you as you were busy not paying attention.
>”S-So Anon, is firing your catapult your fetish?”
“How about you get into it and we find out?”
>She gasps and smiles, having way too much hope that this will actually turn you on.
>You ready the bowl and Fluttershy takes her seat in it.
>”Th-This is safe, right Anon?”
“I unno, Pinkie comes out okay each time.”
>”W-wait, Pinkie? A-Anon don't-!”
>Too late.
>The yellow mare goes flying through the air while screaming for help.
“She has wings. She'll be fine.”
>You take your seat back in your chair and wait for Pinkie.
>”Nonny, what did you just fling?”
“Fluttershy, she wanted to try it out.”
>Pinkie is sitting on your chair underneath you, sliding up your back and over your head before flinging herself into the bowl.
>”Oh, okay! My turn again then!”
“Eeyup.”
 
 
>You are Fluttershy.
“Ahahahaaaaaaaaa!”
>Your tears are flying off your face as the sky passes you by.
>This is so scary! The clouds hitting your body as you pass through them! The speed you are going! The pure excitement of falling for your life!
>... Wait a minute.
>Excitement?
>Why do you feel excited?
>Oh no... it can't be.
>Is falling for your life your fetish?
>A quick peek between your legs shows you are gushing. Gushing!
>Only Anon has done this to you!
“A-Ah... Ahahhaha whoo!”
>Oh my, the rush, the feeling of the wind slapping against your body, the pure ecstasy!
>Uh oh, the ground is approaching.
>You whip out your wings and keep from becoming a Flutterpancake.
“Oh my... th-that was the most amazing thing ever! A-Ahhh!”
>This can't end, you aren't finished!
>You need more... you need to get Anonymous to come with!
>With your mind made up, you speed back to Anon and his catapult of sexual satisfaction.
 
 
>You are Anon.
>”Pleeeeeeeeeease, just one more time!”
“No Pinkie! You've had enough for today.”
>Pinkie somehow managed to fly backwards after your last launch, into your house!
>It's all fun and games until it happens to you.
>”Anooooooon!”
>And as if Pinkie's whining wasn't enough, god has decided to throw Fluttershy back at you.
“What Fluttershy?! Kinda busy keeping Pinkie off my catapult!”
>The buttery mare grabs you and drags you towards the bowl.
>”Good! You, me, catapult, now!”
“Wait, what?!”
>A quick jerk has your hand free.
“What the hell are you talking about Fluttershy?”
>”W-we NEED to go for a ride on the catapult, together, NOW.”
>You look down.
>The mare is dripping wet and panting heavily.
“Oh HELL no!”
>As you turn to leave, Pinkie pushes you into the bowl.
“Pinkie!”
>”If I can't go for a ride, then you are!”
>Fluttershy hops in and wraps herself around you.
>”Hurry!”
“Pinkie, don't do it!”
>Pinkie waves at you before pulling the lever, sending you flying with Fluttershy still wrapped around you.
“FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK!”
>”YES! I was hoping you would say that!”
>The mare undresses your lower half and starts to rape you in the air.
 
 
“...”
>”Mr. Anon?”
>The nurse doesn't seem to get that you are in a full body cast and can't talk.
>”Um... I'll just go bring your guests in if you have no objections then.”
>The amount of rage building within you has reached the point that you think your eye's have changed to red.
>It might be just a bit smaller if Fluttershy hadn't let go of you when she came.
>The air sex was great. The landing on your back through a house part and ending up in a full body cast for what they say will be half a year?
>Well, revenge is a dish best served cold.
>Half a year will be a very cold time indeed.
>”H-hi Anon...”
>”Hi Nonny.”
“Nnnnn”
>Now the two people you are plotting against are within grabbing distance. Someone up there must love pissing on you to tease you this badly.
>”W-We just wanted to say we're sorry for making you ride on the catapult when you didn't want to.”
>”We're sorry Nonny!”
>Pinkie bows and gives you large puppy dog eyes.
”N nn nnnnnnn nnn nnn nnn nnnn nnnnnn nnnn! Nnn nnnn nnn nnn nnn nnn nnnn nnnnnnn nnnn- nnnn- nnnnnnnn! Nn NN nnnnnnnn!”
>Translation: I will fucking end you, you pink little cunt! You will rue the day you ever stepped foot- hoof- whatever! In MY catapult!
>”Yay! I knew you couldn't stay mad at us!”
>The two mares hug you.
>If you could, you would be grinding your teeth while ringing their necks.
>”U-Um Pinkie? Can Anon and I have a moment alone?”
>Pinkie pecks your cast where your cheek would be and nods, leaving you alone with soon-to-be-deadshy
>”I-I just wanted to say thank you Anon. That was the hottest thing in the world. I-If you want, we could do it again when you get out of that cast... do you want to do it again when you get out of the cast?”
“...”
>Not going to let this bitch misconstrue your words.
>”O-oh... I guess flying sex isn't your fetish... Um, are nurses your fetish? I-I could swipe a nurses outfit from the hospital and we could roleplay. O-Or maybe it's police officers? S-Stop right there mister! I-I'll have to search you for any concealed weapons... *giggle* wouldn't that be fun Anon? Maybe-”
>Without you to stop her, Fluttershy continues to speak and ask you about your fetish.
>You are forced to endure her nonstop barrage of guesses and ideas.
>Worst of all; your balls now itch.
>... Itchy
>Itchy!
>Itchyitchyitchyitchy!
>”-the balloons would pop though... hmm, maybe we could try some human positions? I-I've always wanted to do it missionary for the sole purp-”
>GAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!
>This is all her fault!
>Fucking Fluttershy!