- "Argh!"
- >You throw your pillow at the window.
- >To Tartarus with your sun, Celestia!
- "We need a curtain for that window."
- >Fluttershy giggled at your outburst, still half asleep and curled up next to you.
- >"I promi-"
- >She let out a big yawn.
- >"I promise to find something."
- >You lean over and kiss the top of her head.
- >Today is the day you decide to start getting back into shape.
- >Fluttershy rolls over and goes back to sleep.
- >You slide out of bed and reach for the boxes underneath.
- >You should probably put these away...
- >You throw on some running gear and slip into your new running shoes.
- >Oh my God, they're so soft...
- >You head downstairs and out the door.
- >You don't really know where you would go, so you just follow the road.
- >For a little motivation, you are yelling some old cadance to yourself.
- "A-left, a-left, a-left right lay-o."
- "Low, righty lay-o."
- "A-lefty righty lay-o."
- >It gets a little irritating after a while.
- >You decide to switch it up to some good old-fashioned rock...
- "To the haters, the takers, the liars, all the vultures and the bottom-feeding scum!"
- >You take a quick look around to make sure there were no ponies around.
- >Not only would you NOT want them to think you're a bloodthirsty monster, you don't want any of them to hear you sing.
- >Something about singing with the guitar is different than casually singing for yourself.
- >But whatever.
- --
- >You were only running for probably 15 minutes at a slow pace, and you're already tired.
- >You decide to stop and take a break.
- >A nearby tree presents the opportunity to do some pull-ups.
- >You manage to pump out 10 of them.
- >Not too bad, but you are still pissed you can't do more.
- >Sit-ups piss you off even more, being only able to do 35.
- "Aw come on!"
- >You roll over and hammer your fist into the ground.
- "This sucks so hard..."
- > You push yourself back to your feet.
- "Alright, let's see if I don't die on the way home."
- >You take off on a slow pace, singing to yourself some more.
- "Cold seems crippling. Lame meander through corridors. Aroma's thick with age. Mark off the day. Reflections of my life are fading!"
- >As you come up to your house, you are comepletely out of breath.
- >You decided to stop screaming the songs and mumble them instead.
- >Your heart is beating through your ribcage.
- >You throw open the front door and collapse onto the couch.
- >Fluttershy ran over to see what was wrong.
- >You yell into the pillow.
- "It hurts... Kill me please..."
- >She rolls her eyes and jumps up on your back.
- "Ah! ... Aha..."
- >Fluttershy uses all four hooves to rub and lightly walk on your back and shoulders.
- >She's also a messeuse?
- >Why did you not know this?
- >But your back isn't the problem.
- "Wooow..." you muffle into the pillow.
- "Fluttershy you're an amazing messeuse, but I'm gonna be hurting a lot worse tomorrow."
- >"Thank you, Anon. I have lots of practice with large creatures."
- "And it shows. Now please get off?"
- >She smiled and hopped down to the floor.
- >You turn your head to face her.
- "So what's for breakfast?"
- --
- >Ham and eggs again.
- >You decided to add to it with some fried potatoes and buttered toast.
- >Fluttershy looked on as you sliced up and tossed the potatoes in the pan with some butter.
- "How often do ponies cook with potatoes?"
- >"I'm not really sure. They never looked too appetizing until now."
- >Surely ponies eat potatoes.
- >They eat other root vegetables, so why should potatoes be any different?
- "That's 'cause you gotta know how to cook 'em!"
- >You scrape the golden brown and buttery potatoe slices onto your plate.
- >You take your fork, spear one, and hold it out to Fluttershy.
- "Careful, it's hot."
- >She lightly blows on it and takes it in her mouth.
- >She chews on it for several seconds before her eyes widen and her ears perk up.
- >She swallows.
- >"Wow, Anon! That's amazing!"
- >"It's actually a very wuick and simple recipe. And a very common breakfast dish where I come from."
- >You split half the potatoes on your plate for her.
- >You drop them on a seperate plate and you begin to chow down.
- >You can't help but notice Fluttershy devouring her meal with as much ferocity as you are your own.
- >With breakfast over, you place the dishes in the sink and go to take a shower.
- >Some new clothes and a fresh shave can do wonders for your self esteem.
- >You come back downstairs to see the dishes have been washed and set to dry.
- >Fluttershy was waiting for you on the couch.
- >You grab your newspaper from the table.
- >You give Fluttershy a kiss goodbye as you leave to go find more work in Ponyville.
- --
- >You find a bench in the middle of the town square.
- >You set yourself down and open the paper up.
- >This paper is only a day old, so the jobs should still be good.
- >Ponyville Town Hall is looking for somepony to do landscaping and yard work around town.
- >It pays 8 bits an hour.
- "Hey, that's not so bad actually."
- >You fold you paper up and make your way to town hall.
- >You sat in the waiting room outside the mayor's office.
- >The secretary was casual filing her hooves.
- >You don't understand why, but ponies must like filed hooves?
- >Finally, the mayor exits her office.
- >"I'm ready to speak with you now, Mr. Anonymous."
- >You nod, stand, and follow her into her office.
- >It's a large office, with huge glass windows to offer an awesome view of Ponyville town square.
- >"So what brings you to town hall today, Mr. Anonymous."
- "Well mayor, I saw an ad in the paper about the city needing somepony to perform yard work and landscaping around town. I was looking to take the job."
- >"Excellent! We have been looking for somepony take this job for some time now. If you would be willing, we would like you to work every other week."
- "That sounds great. Now is there a tool shed around here that holds all the landscaping tools?"
- >"Yes. Speak to my secretary. She will lead you down to the basement and you can grab what you need."
- "Very well."
- >You stand and offer your hand across the table.
- >She meets you halfway and you shake in agreement.
- "Thank you for the job."
- >"I should be thank you. We really needed somepony to do this."
- >You smile as she lets out a laugh.
- --
- >You exit the mayors office and ask the secretary to lead you to the basement for the tools.
- >She responds to you with an annoyed sigh.
- >She acts as if you were interupting something important.
- >Or that she was actually busy.
- >Whatever...
- >She leads you to a storm cellar outside the town hall and unlocks the padlock on the door.
- >"Just lock it back up when you're done."
- "Yeah, I'll do that."
- >She rolls her eyes and shakes her head as she walks away.
- >You pretend not to notice and walk down the stairs.
- >You yank on the pull string and the light bulb illuminates the room.
- >It looks like something out of a horror movie.
- >Sharp tools and various other objects hanging on the walls, dangling from the ceiling, and cluttering up the floor.
- >You manage to pick out a push mower, a rake, hedge trimmers, and a watering can.
- >Best place to start would probably be the town hall itself.
- >First and foremost, you mow the lawn around it.
- >You take a big whiff of the air around you.
- >That smell of fresh cut grass...
- >There isn't much grass as the surrounding area is mostly cobblestone.
- >Next, you start trimming the hedges to a nice box-shape.
- >Then, you rake up the grass clippings and hedge trimmings into a neat pile.
- >And finally, water the flowers in the gardens and window boxes.
- >As a little bonus, you found a rock pile nearby and placed them around the flower beds.
- >Town hall actually looks pretty nice.
- >Now on to the rest of the town.
- --
- >You made an outward spiral from the town hall to the edges of Ponyville.
- >You repeated the same process as with the town hall.
- >Mow first, then trim the hedges, rake, and water the flowers.
- >You weeded a few flower beds where you could, but you left the proper tool for it in the cellar.
- >Lunch time rolls around as you are making your way near the Carousel Boutique.
- >You have a favor you want to ask of Rarity.
- >You decide to stop in and have a word with her.
- >After a greeting and a scolding for being so dirty and unkempt, you propose your request to Rarity.
- >The two of you toss ideas and changes to the proposed gift back and forth.
- >After deciding on the final product, Rarity sees you to the door.
- >"Oh my, Anonymous! This is going to be most wonderful! I will make it my top priority and you can expect it in three days time!"
- "Thank you so much Rarity. Do you still have the measurements you took of me?"
- >"I have them all written down, Anonymous. I stored them for safe keeping."
- "And you remember the little notes I made as well?"
- >"I shall write those down as well."
- "Excellent. I will come by and pick them up."
- >"Farewell, darling!"
- "See you later, Rarity"
- --
- >You wave goodbye and decide to go to a local diner.
- >You spent a long time at Rarity's, so you best get something quick to eat.
- >The diner wasn't very packed as the lunch rush was almost over.
- >You take a seat in an outdoor eating area.
- >It didn't take long for the waitress to come take your order.
- "Just a salad, please."
- >"What would you like to drink with that?"
- "Uh... Sweet tea please."
- >"Your order will be here shortly."
- "Thank you very much, ma'am."
- >She gives you a wink and trots off to deliver your order.
- >You make it a point to be polite to anyone who handles your food.
- >Not out of fear they will do something to it, but because you love your food.
- >It's only proper to give respect to the ones responsible for preparing it.
- >Whether it's a cook or waitress, it does not matter.
- >After about 10 minutes, the waitress comes back with your food.
- >You graciously thank her and begin to eat.
- >The salad was expertly prepared and the tea was amazing.
- >You eat quickly, but not so quick you were being dusgusting about it.
- >You were in public after all.
- >You finish your meal and call to the waitress for your check.
- >She drops off the bill and you decide to give her 2 bits as a tip.
- >You toss down an extra bit for the amazing speed of the delivery of your food.
- "Well, back to work I guess."
- --
- >The day goes on.
- >Mowing the grass in the afternoon sun starts to suck after a while.
- >You pull off your shirt and stuff it in the back of your jeans at the belt.
- >The grass takes a while, but it's not the worst of it.
- >The hedges take the longest out of everything as you are trying to make them look as good as possible.
- >Maybe you should've asked for Rarity's help.
- >With her scrutinous eye, she would be perfect for this.
- >You payed special attention to the areas around the Carousel Boutique, the library, and Sugarcube Corner.
- >Might as well help out your friends.
- >Maybe even attract some business for them.
- >It is now early in the evening.
- >The sun is beginning to set.
- >You've been working all day, and you are tired.
- >You finish a large majority of the town.
- >All the major areas anyways.
- >You want to get to the park still, but that alone would take a few hours.
- >You go back to the town hall cellar to put your tools away.
- >Oh crap!
- >You forgot to lock the cellar door.
- >You walk downstairs to check if anything was missing.
- >It's impossible to tell in this big mess.
- >You will have to sort it all out next week.
- "Hello?" you call out. "Is anypony down here?"
- >No response.
- >You shrug and toss your tools lazily on the floor.
- >You pull the string to the lightbulb and walk upstairs.
- >Locking the door behind you, you return to the mayor's secretary for payment.
- >She tosses a bag of coins at you.
- >"72 bits for 9 hours of work. The mayor threw in 8 more for the wonderful job with the town hall."
- "9 hours? Doesn't she know I took a 90-minute lunch?"
- >"Whatever. Now get out so I can go home already."
- >You snatch up the coinpurse.
- "Thanks."
- >She huffed at you as you walked away.
- --
- >It's getting late now.
- >Then sun hasn't set yet, but it's not too late to go to the store.
- >You decide to visit that diner again.
- >There was a small grocery store attached to the building.
- >You assume it's operated by the same family who owns the diner.
- >You peruse the shelves and settle on a few ingredients for dinner tonight, and a bottle of some hard apple cider.
- >You didn't even know they had alcohol here.
- >There is actually a wide selection of various drinks, but there's no need to be getting drunk at the moment.
- >You should come back here later and pick up something good.
- >You pay for your groceries and begin the walk home.
- >With your house being almost an hour away, it will be dark by the time you get home.
- >When you finally do get home, you can't help but notice that something has changed.
- >The area near the front door has been tilled and some small rocks have been placed around the border of the loose dirt.
- >Is Fluttershy starting a flower patch?
- >She really is trying to turn this house into a home.
- >You feel the need to help her, but not tonight.
- >You have plans for her tonight.
- --
- >You got inside and call out to Fluttershy.
- >She's in your bedroom.
- >She casually flies downstairs and meets you with a 'welcome home' kiss.
- "I see you've been digging around in the dirt outside today. Why don't you go take a bath while I prepare dinner?"
- >She simply nods and lies off to the bathroom.
- >You place your bag of groceries on the counter and put the bottle of hard cider in the fridge.
- >You begin to prepare a vegetarian lasagna for the two of you.
- >You were never a fan of vegetarian foods, but Fluttershy can't eat meat.
- >It would also kill the mood if you made two seperate meals.
- >You throw it in the oven for an hour to bake.
- >You walk upstairs and reach under the bed for your boxes of clothes.
- >And... they're gone.
- "What the hell?"
- >You stand and walk to your dresser.
- >You open it to find all of your clothes folded and neatly place inside.
- >Fluttershy has taken the liberty of putting your clothes away.
- >Great...
- >Now you feel bad because you were too lazy to do it yourself.
- >You grab out a fresh change of clothes and walk downstairs.
- >You stop next to the bathroom door and lean against the wall, waiting for Fluttershy to get out.
- --
- >It doesn't take long before you hear the water start going down the drain.
- >Fluttershy walks out to see you smiling like an idiot.
- >She used a towel to dry herself off, and it left her mane and fur all poofy.
- "You want a brush?"
- >"For what?"
- >You spin her around so she can see the mirror on the bathroom door.
- "Fluffy pony!"
- >She giggles as she goes back into the bathroom to grab a brush.
- "I'm gonna take a quick shower, okay?"
- >She exits the bathroom for you.
- >"Okay. I'll wait for you on the couch."
- >You nod and shut the door.
- >You run the hot water until it starts steaming up the bathroom.
- >You flip on the cold and hop in.
- >The water feels good on your aching muscles.
- >After than little PT session, and the long day doing yard work, you could use some relaxation.
- >You scrub yourself down, rinse off, and hop out.
- >You throw on some fresh clothes and throw your dirty clothes in the hamper.
- >You brush your teeth and leave the bathroom to go find Fluttershy.
- --
- >She was patiently waiting on the couch for you.
- >Just like she said she would.
- >Perfect.
- >You walk past her into the kitchen.
- >You grab the bottle from the fridge and check the timer on the oven.
- >20 minutes yet.
- >Plenty of time.
- >You grab two glasses from the cupboard and go to meet your love in the other room.
- >Sitting down next to her, you hold the bottle in front of her face.
- >"Anonymous! Is now the best time?"
- "Sure, why not?"
- >You pour yourselves each a glass.
- >You down your whole drink fairly quickly.
- >Granted it's only hard cider, but it's pretty weak.
- >That's fine with you though.
- >It tastes awesome and you're not looking to get drunk anyways.
- >Fluttershy is sipping on her glass as well, but not nearly as quickly.
- >When she was about half done, you poured yourself another glass.
- >It would take this whole bottle just to get you past tipsy...
- >As you sip on your drink, you decide to reveal to Fluttershy about your future intentions.
- "So Fluttershy, I was talking to Rarity today, and we have a little surprise cooking for you."
- >She stopped sipping her drink and looked at you.
- >"Dinner?"
- "Heh, no not dinner. I promise you, it will change your life forever."
- >"What is it?"
- >You give her a playful, yet evil smile.
- "If I told you, it wouldn't be a secret."
- >She set her glass down and crossed her forelegs.
- >She frowned and pouted at you for not telling her.
- "It sounds very familiar doesn't it?"
- >You laugh again.
- >"Please tell me?"
- "Nope, sorry."
- >"Pretty please!"
- --
- >The oven timer started to ding.
- "There's dinner."
- >You throw back the rest of your drink and start toward the kitchen.
- >Fluttershy imitates you, downing the rest of her drink and following you into the kitchen.
- >You grabbed a dish towel and pulled the pan out of the oven.
- >You set it on the stove top to cool down while you set the table.
- >You pulled a red tablecloth and some candle sticks out of the cupboard.
- >You also grabbed 2 plates and 2 more clean glasses.
- >Fluttershy offer to help set the table, but you declined her.
- >Instead, you pull a chair out for her and invited her to sit down.
- >You set the tablecloth down and poured her another glass.
- >She sipped her drink as she watched you set the table.
- >You lit the candles and dimmed the kitchen lights.
- >It was dark, but you could still see pretty well.
- >Three large candles in the center of the room give off more light than one would imagine.
- >You grab both of your plates and bring them to the waiting lasagna.
- >You slice it up, and serve Fluttershy her meal first.
- >You serve yourself a plate and sit down, silverware next to you plate.
- >You also placed some next to Fluttershy's plate, but just as a formality.
- >You're not sure if Fluttershy didn't get the formality, or she was just trying to imitate you.
- >She picked up her fork between her hooves and successfully speared her food.
- >The biggest problem she had was lifting the food to her mouth.
- >She tried several times, only for the fork to come out, or the food to slide off the fork.
- >She eventually decided that lifting her hooves high above her head and lowering the food into her mouth was the best idea.
- >And holy crap it worked.
- --
- >You bust a gut and laugh oh so hard at the sight.
- >You fall out of your chair, holding your stomach from laughing so hard.
- >Oh God, it hurts...
- >Fluttershy smiles, but becomes red in the face.
- >When you finally recover, you climb back into your seat and continue eating your meal between small bouts of laughter.
- >Fluttershy finished off another drink and went to pour more.
- "Whoa, slow down Fluttershy."
- >You grab the bottle from her and pour her another glass yourself.
- "You can drink, but don't drink so much so fast. Weak alcohol or not, you're gonna get sick."
- >"I... I'm fine Anon."
- >No way...
- >She's getting drunk already?
- >She only had two glasses, and the second one shouldn't even affect her yet.
- >She only just finished it.
- >One glass of hard cider, and she is already getting tipsy.
- >Well she is smaller than you, and lighter too.
- >That could explain why most of the alcohol was pretty weak.
- >Ponies can't drink nearly as much as humans, that's a fact.
- >You figure she shouldn't have anymore than one more glass after this.
- --
- >You finally finish your plate and look over at Fluttershy.
- >She had given up on the fork and just started eating with her mouth.
- >She only ate about half of her plate before she was full.
- >They were some pretty big slices, so you shouldn't be surprised.
- >You finish off your third drink and take the dishes and place them in the sink.
- >Fluttershy finishes off her drink and you take her glass as well.
- >She hops of her chair, only to fall sideways into it.
- >She stares off into space, leaning on the chair for support.
- >You can't help but laugh.
- >Fluttershy is a lightweight drinker, and her second and third glasses are starting to hit her.
- >You can wash the dishes tomorrow.
- >Right now, you need to get this pony to bed before she crashes.
- >You are smiling like an idiot when you walk over to her and crouch down eye-level.
- >You nudge her shoulder, careful not to make her lose he balance.
- "Hey Fluttershy."
- >"...What?"
- "Ya'll right?"
- >She nods her head with a 'Mhmm'.
- "Come on. Lets get you upstairs."
- >You walk next to her, supporting her so she doesn't fall over.
- >She falls over anyways, but right into your arms.
- >She starts laughing at her own silliness.
- >It's physically impossible to hide your smile.
- >You try to avoid her seeing you by looking down and away.
- >But your laugh gives you away anyways.
- >You eventually decide to just carry her the rest of the way to bed.
- --
- >You pick her up and cradle her like a baby.
- >She giggles and curls herself in your arms, burying her face into your chest.
- "D'aww..."
- >You kiss her on the forehead and walk up the stairs.
- >She's pretty drunk, but you're not even buzzed.
- >Hard cider is way to weak for someone of your size to be affected with only a few glasses.
- >Your size difference compared to her only broadens the amount of alcohol you each need to get drunk.
- >If you ever decide you want to get drunk, you will need to find some really strong alcohol.
- >You lay her down in the bed and pull the comforter over her.
- >As you begin to strip to get ready for bed, Fluttershy calls out to you.
- >"Anon?"
- >You walk over and kneel next to the bed.
- "Yes?"
- >She smiles at you.
- >"Looking good, baby."
- >You are shirt and shoeless, but you still have your jeans on.
- >You cross your arms and smile at her.
- >You give her another kiss.
- >Where did this Fluttershy come from?
- >Is this the booze talking?
- >Apparently, booze makes Fluttershy frisky.
- --
- >You take off your jeans, only to get a whistle from Fluttershy.
- >You throw your clothes in a corner and put your shoes under the bed.
- >Now in your boxers, you walk around to your side of the bed and crawl beneath the covers with Fluttershy.
- >You hold each other close for a long time, sharing in deep, passionate kisses the whole time.
- >You hand slides down to her flank and you begin to lightly rub her thighs.
- >She circles her hoof on your chest as well.
- >No words are exchanged.
- >She uses her hind legs to softly kick your boxers off.
- >Being so short and only using her hooves, she can only barely get them down a few inches.
- >You help her out and pull them off yourself.
- >You roll over her and begin kissing her again, supporting yourself with your arms to keep your full weight off her.
- >After a few minutes, she pushes you off of her.
- >She then takes her position on top of you and resume your kiss.
- >Eventually, she moves down to your neck.
- >Then your chest.
- >And stomach.
- >Until finally...
- "Oh my god!"
- >You jumped at the surprise sensation.
- >You were really not expecting THAT.
- >Fluttershy didn't seem like that kind of girl, but love can drive a pony to do crazy things.
- "Do you want me to tell you when?"
- >She quietly shook her head.
- >You threw your arms behind your head, enjoying this sensation that was truly unlike any other.
- >She was ameteur, but that made no difference.
- >Someone had told her how to do this, but who cares.
- >This feels amazing!
- --
- >You finally reached your breaking point.
- >Your legs tensed and your toes curled up.
- >You muffled your moans of pleasure, but it was still very audible.
- >You could feel her throat muscles pulse around you.
- >She swallowed it.
- >That is fucking awesome.
- >She slowly slid her lips off you.
- >She licked her lips and smiled at you.
- >"It tastes kind of like apples."
- >You fucking lost it.
- >Oh god your sides!
- >You have heard that drinking lots of grape soda can make it taste like grape, but you only had a few glasses of cider.
- >You finally began to speak between deep breaths.
- "Oh God... That... that was hilarious..."
- >You wipe some tears from your eyes.
- >She crawled up to your head again.
- >She tried to kiss you on the lips but you pulled your head back.
- >No thank you.
- >Instead you gave a her a big kiss on the cheek.
- "So... why?"
- >"I wanted to try something different. For you."
- "For me?"
- >"I just want to make you happy."
- >This pony...
- >This pony here is just...
- >You can't even think of a word to describe her that doesn't seem insulting for being too less of a compliment.
- >You run your hand down her leg to her thigh.
- >You run it behind her and grab her flank.
- >She gives a little giggle.
- >You run you hand to the inside of her thigh.
- >You follow the heat emanating from between her legs.
- >But suddenly she puts her hoof down to stop you.
- >"Not tonight, Anon. I want this to be about you."
- >Well now you feel like a selfish lover...
- >But that took a lot out of you.
- >You were fighting just to keep your eyes from shutting completely.
- >You were losing.
- >Instead, you just hold her close.
- >She's very warm.
- "I love you, Fluttershy."
- >"I love you too, Anon."
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