Flutterwolf

>be Anon

>this whole wolf thing seems like it's been spreading, like some kind of disease

>you've heard Fluttershy's been having some problems, so you're on your way over

>well, her cottage doesn't seem to be on fire or anything, so that's a good first step

"Oh, oh no, please come back, it's not as bad as it looks, really..."

>so much for that

>you turn the corner to Fluttershy's backyard to a scene of absolute pandemonium

>chickens are flapping against the fencing around their coup and squawking madly, squirrels are scrambling up into the eves of the cottage with angry chittering and you arrive just in time to see a deer go sailing over the river and dart away into the Everfree Forest

>Discord himself couldn't have done better, and it's clear why

>there's a butterscotch-colored wolf with a sweet pink tail and hair bounding after a chipmunk, wings folded tightly against her back and a shocked, almost hurt expression on her face

"You haven't even taken your medicine yet! I won't eat you, I promise!"

>ain't that some shit

>cautiously, you enter the yard proper

>by this time Fluttershy has stopped in the middle of the yard. There are tears in her eyes and she's making little whimpering noises deep in her throat, like a dog that just got her tail stepped on

>"Hey Fluttershy"

>she's lying down on her belly, paws over her eyes, tail curled around her side, fur rippling

>walking over to her, you kneel down in the dirt and put a hand on her back, stroking gently

>"Animals scared of you?"

>"Y-yes..."

>she's crying

>putting your arms around her, one under her belly and the other over her back, you hug her close

>her front paws hang limply over your back

>"Hey, it's okay. They'll get used to it."

"N-no it's not! I'm c-closer to them than ever and n-now they think I'm a big, scary, mean wolf! And I d-don't know what to do!"

>you stroke down her back again, hands passing over those soft wings, feeling the juxtaposition of the feathers and fur with the pet down

>"Shh, shh..."

>"C'mon. You're not going to do any good out here."

>you pick Fluttershy up. As a pony she was very light, all the more so for being a pegasus, but now she's surprisingly heavy

>even so, she curls her front paws in and curls her tail up between her legs, pushing her snout against your chest

>you can feel her tears soaking into your shirt

>inside the cottage you sit down on her sofa, holding her in your lap

>she looks up at you as you brush some of her hair out of her eyes, those gorgeous sapphire orbs still shining from her distress

"I-I'm sorry...I'm not being a very good hostess, am I?"

>you stroke her head

>"Don't worry about that. Now listen, there's two things all animals are really interested in, right? Now that you're out of the yard, we can put in something that they know to let them know it's okay."

"Something animals really like...but how will m-mating bring them back?"

>you both color at the same time as she realizes that's not what you were talking about

>you speak quickly as she starts to squeak and hides her eyes behind her paws again

>"I mean food! We can go to the market and get the kind of stuff like they like! That'll bring them back."

>she peeks out at you from under one paw, lifting it slightly

"Promise?"

>"It's the best we can do."

>she nods silently

"Then we'll do it."

>in Ponyville's marketplace you notice there are a lot more wolves around than it normally has, that number being zero

>now there's wolves of all colors and "mane" styles walking around among the ponies, green, purple, white and more

>the ponies are doing their best to be as accommodating as always, though some of them are giving their changed brethren a wide berth

>you wonder if the town might have to change its name to "Wolfville" or something soon

>otherwise the trip is uneventful as Fluttershy loads up on all kinds of food for her animals

>some of the newly-turned wolves are crowded around a stall advertising itself as "Ponyville's First Deli" and she keeps looking over there, nose twitching, but she ends up passing it by

>at least her cart can still be harnessed onto her back so she can haul it all, though you insist on paying; you get a stipend from Canterlot as an "alien of extreme interest"

>life is good in Equestria

>back at the cottage you both finish arranging the various foots, nuts and feed and greens and the like, around the yard in strategic positions so the animals don't crowd each other

>Fluttershy carries it around in her mouth, panting around the stuff as she trots from one end of the yard to the other, tail wagging

>you can't help but stop and watch her

>she still looks delicate, with those small, delineated bones in her legs and paws and her fluffy ears, but there's power there now too

>if she notices your stare she doesn't let on, coming back with an empty basket in her mouth

"What now?"

>"Let's go inside. They're not going to want to come back if your scent is still hanging around the yard."

>sitting on the sofa, you're watching Fluttershy again

>she's got her paws up on a windowsill, nose pressed against the glass, watching the backyard intently, tail sweeping the floor idly

>"C'mon down, Flutters."

>pushing back, she turns around to look at you, her claws clicking against the hardwood floor

"I just wish they'd come back, Anon."

>"Just give it time. C'mere."

>you pat the cushion next to you and she pads over, hopping up to where your hand was

>lifting your arm, you reach out and scratch her slowly behind the ears

>you wouldn't normally do something like that, but somehow it feels right

>her eyes close and she breaths out, not so much a sigh as a release of pressure, furry sides expanding and retracting

>leaning over, you lie down across the couch, tired from the day's events even as the sun begins to sink below the horizon, turning the light streaming through the windows into hazy golden columns

>stretching out with a whine, she lies next to you, tail draped over your legs, and rests her chin on her clasped paws, a warm, velvet presence alongside your body

>you put your arms around her

>it just feels right

>you are Anon

>you are lying on a sofa after a nap with wolf-Fluttershy

>and you have an erection

>it's straining against the front of your pants, and it's nudging against Fluttershy

>the boner knows

>okay, maybe you can just...slide out of this somehow

>it's awkward because one of your arms is trapped under her and you had a leg thrown over her's

>you lift your top arm, raising it away

>easy now

>bending your leg, you freeze as her tail bumps against your thigh, brushing down its entire length

>you throb, but she doesn't wake up

>so far so good

>now for the tricky part

>lifting your side off the sofa, you start to pull your arm free, trying to go slow and steady, inch by inch

>you were not counting on your hand sliding past her belly, or your fingers accidentally tweaking one of her nipples

>Fluttershy thrashes awake, bucking back against you, and you bite down on a groan as a shiver runs through you from her haunch bumping against your member

>before you can do anything she turns over, scrambling to her feet, head turning to look down at you

"Anon?"

>her side bumps against your crotch, and she starts, looking over her shoulder at the obvious bulge in the front of your trousers

>you are the warmest, reddest Anon around in that moment

>"I-I can explain..."

>you start to swing your legs around, trying to slide past her and get your feet on the floor

>she sits on them, nearly a hundred pounds of wolf on your ankles

>it's actually oddly comfortable, even if your penis making a tent in your pants between you isn't

>she's staring at it

>"Fluttershy?"

>lowering her head, she puts her muzzle to it and, with precision you wouldn't have given her credit for, snags your zipper with her front teeth, pulling back with a lower hiss that's the only sound in the room aside from your rapid breathing

>her snout rubbing against as she noses your pants down only makes you shudder from the stimulation before she does the same to your underwear, leaving your dick exposed

>you are harder than you've ever been before

>the expression on her face is almost dreamy, transfixed by your manhood as she bows her head again, actually sniffing it

>in that moment you're aware of a heavy, heady aroma in the air, like nothing you've ever smelled before

>tentatively, she lets that long, soft tongue loll out and gives the tip a lick

>you're pretty sure that your cock is about to explode

>tilting her head, she opens her mouth and takes your entire length in one bite, clamping damp, smooth tongue and gums around your meat, with her tongue curling around the underside of your shaft like a hot, steamy bed

>she starts to pull back and you writhe, hands balling themselves into fists

>you would have pulled your legs up, but she's still sitting on them

>it's as tight and exact as any handjob, but her control is incredible, and when combined with the heated wetness a lesser man would have already cum

>but you are Anon

>licking her chops, she looks at you with a positively salacious expression, something you never saw on Fluttershy before

>standing, she walks forward, paws on your chest, and sits again, except this time she's positioned herself right over your cock

>it's like magic; her pussy finds you instantly, and she, acting on instincts she's never had before, sinks back down onto it with a sweet groan, splaying her back legs on either side of you as her front paws push against your chest, her eyes rolling in her head

>her tail wags spasmodically

>that's before her back legs dig into your sides and she begins to buck

>you have to do your part, so you start to thrust even with her weight on your chest and belly, wrapping your arms around her as you begin to pump into her

>Jesus Christ she's tight; her walls are clamping down on you like a vice, but it's a soft, moist one, especially with her saliva coating your length

>it gets easier as she starts to leak, beads of pre dribbling down around your penis, trapping it in the sauna of her lust

>her snout is raised above your head

>she's panting, tongue hanging out of the side of her mouth, hair askew

>her claws dig into your shoulders as they spread out, back paws jamming into your sides, but you can hardly feel it next to her walls gripping you and milking you for all you're worth

>it's getting faster now

>she's growling and yelping softly to herself as she drops herself repeatedly onto your member, tail going into overdrive, eyes squeezed shut

>then she angles her head down and she's licking your face

>that hot, slick tongue runs across your mouth and chin and you jerk back

>you can't help but laugh and shut your own eyes as she starts lapping at your face, her moans hot breaths against your skin as she rides you hard, tail beating against the couch cushion

>finally you can't hold it in any longer

>neither can she

>you grunt, shooting your load into her and painting her pussy white, but she slams down on you, throws her head back and howls, the low, undulating sound nevertheless loud enough to pierce your ears as she cums hard

>your genitals smack together a final time before you settle back and she falls over you in a heap, resuming her licking like nothing happened

>still laughing, you hug her tightly to yourself, burying your face in her fur as she pants

>"You probably scared all the animals away."

>pulling back, you look up at her

>she's smiling

"That's okay. We could use a little more time to ourselves."

>you grin

>"That sounds good to me...my little wolf."

 

Fin.