- >Day Love Stinks.
- >You are having a home cooked meal at Fluttershy’s.
- >Why there? She was attempting to win you over with food.
- >This girl is smart. When her fetish ideas ran dry, she feared she could never get you to like her.
- >So she decided to invite you to dinner, promising no funny stuff. Even let you pick the meal
- >Beans, broccoli, and asparagus.
- >Oh you had plans tonite.
- >You and Fluttershy have a very good dinner together actually.
- >You managed small talk, mostly about her animals and about life back home for you.
- >It was a shame you couldn’t do this more often. After tonite, she’d probably have nothing to do with you.
- >You think on this, but you’ve already eaten, it’s too late to turn back now.
- >So be it.
- >After another 2 hours of socializing, you both decide to turn in for the night. She of course offered for you to sleep with her.
- >When you agreed, she actually made a lap around the house in excitement. It was so cute.
- >You got in bed with her, and she snuggled so close to you that you swore the laws of physics were being violated.
- >She was warm though, you could get used to this.
- >Well, again, after tonite, this probably won’t ever happen again.
- >”Goodnight Anon~”
- >She gives you a long kiss on the cheek.
- >Boner. Down.
- >’Awww’
- “Goodnight Flutters.”
- >And all was quiet…
- *Grrmrmrmblblleerrre*
- >Except for your stomach
- >You are Fluttershy.
- >It’s been two hours, but you’re so excited that you can’t sleep.
- >You’ve been pretending to be asleep, and waited until Anon was to make your move.
- ”Ooooohhh Aaaaaaaannnnnoonnnnn~”
- >Nothing. Perfect.
- >You make your way under the sheets very slowly.
- >His stomach growls. You hope he didn’t get sick from your cooking.
- >He didn’t seem sick, maybe it’s just how their digestive track works.
- >Ya, that’s it.
- >You get to his boxers. So nice of him to sleep without those dreadful pants.
- >Will make this all the easier.
- ”Finally, you will know my love. I agreed to not try anything during dinner, but nothing after…”
- >You grin, and reach for the band around his boxers.
- >So close…
- >You begin to lower them.
- *FFFRRRRRRBBBBBRBRRTTT*
- >….
- >OH CELESTIA THAT’S HORRIBLE.
- >Is that what his stomach was doing?!
- >The smell……there’s no way even the dead could know peace from this!
- >”Oh Fluttershy I’m so sorry. That beans and broccoli may not have been best idea for dinner…”
- >And asparagus…
- >You’re still under the sheets
- >MUST.GET.OUT.
- “Oh….it’s *cough* ok……I was just trying to get *cough* *HACK* warm under the sheets.”
- >*PRRRBRBRBTT*
- >You are Anon.
- >This was completely worth it.
- >You’ve probably already ruined your boxers. And her bed.
- >You’ll get her another, this is worth every bit.
- >Fluttershy got out from under the covers finally, gasping.
- >That may have been the single cruelest thing you’ve ever done.
- “Oooooooooh goodness I am so sorry. Fluttershy would you like to spoon with me? I think I’m past the worst of it and I need some cuddle time.”
- “Wait I was wrong, incoming.”
- *FFFFFRRRRRRRBRBBRTBRBRBTBRBT*
- >That one actually hurt. There would be collateral damage there.
- >”Anon! Please think of the animals!!!!”
- >They’ve long since evacuated the area.
- >They could probably sense this coming like an earthquake.
- >Fluttershy is trying to seal off your end by slamming the sheets down between your bodies. God she’s cute.
- “Oh dear if you have neighbors that surely would’ve woken them up. Feet are on fire. Oh waitwaitwaitwait.”
- *PRRBBRT* *PRRRBRT**FFRRRBRT**BRRRFTRRRRTFRRT*
- >Forgive me Father for I have sinned.
- >There’d be no redemption from this.
- >The room was horrid. This vile demon would need to be exorcised.
- >Fluttershy has her head under a pillow and screams into it.
- >Now you’re beginning to feel bad.
- >Still…
- “Oooooooooh man I’ve got skills. I’ve got game. Ah……Mmmmmmmmmmmm.”
- >Well that should cover it for tonite.
- “Ooop”
- *PRRBBRRT*
- “OLEY!”
- >With that, Fluttershy screams.
- >”GAAAAAAAAHHHH NEEEEEEDDD AAAIIIIRRRR!!!!!!!!!”
- >She doesn’t even open the window, instead opting to crash through it.
- >You race over to to see her face planted in the dirt.
- >Ass up.
- >*PPRRRRBRBRBRBRRRRBBRBRBRBRBRBR*
- >Like a wind tunnel, you are blasted by her equally impressive vortex cannon.
- >That’s the last thing you remember before you pass out and drop from the window.
- >As you both lay limp on the ground, it was most definitely apparent that you would not have to worry about
- >Fucking Flutt-
- *PRBT*