Title:           Fluttershy's Candy (NSFW)
Author:          rikka_tan
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First Edit:      Tuesday 2nd of February 2016 04:56:18 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Tuesday 2nd of February 2016 04:56:18 PM CDT

Prompt:
>"Hey little boy. Want some candy? All you have to do is follow me to my house."
 
>Your hoof swiftly connects with your forehead.
"Look, Fluttershy. We've been over this. I don't want any of your candy."
>"Oh, but I've made some adjustments to the.. recipe."
"That's great, Fluttershy," you say, the thinly-veiled sarcasm dripping from your words.
>Your tone of voice doesn't seem to deter her, though.
>"Well if you follow me to my cottage, I can give you a little taste," she says with a wink.
>You're not a pony that likes confrontation.
>You know she means well, but.. jeez, you know?
"Look, I have a lot of school work to get to..."
>She looks at you expectantly.
"And I should really head home now..."
>"Uh-huh," she says, her eyes filled with hope.
>You sigh.
"So tell me about this new candy, Fluttershy."
>Her eyes instantly light up.
>"Welllll, I've upped the size quite a bit."
"Uh-huh."
>She motions for you to follow her.
>You drag your hooves in defiance as the two of you trudge to her cottage.
>She steps aside as you reach the door.
>"After you," she says in a singsong voice.
>As you pace through she slaps your hindquarters with her hoof.
"Eeep!"
>The cottage is perfectly dark.
>Scarily dark.
"What's with the dark there, Fluttershy?" you say, a bit of your fear and anxiety creeping into your voice.
>You hear her chuckle from across the room.
>When did she move over there?
>"It's to... sharpen your sensessss," you hear her reply.
"Creepin' a little there, Fluttershy," you say into the darkness.
>"It is a little strange, huh?"
>She's right by your shoulder now.
"Heh heh heh..." you laugh, nervously.
"So, um, what are ya doin' there, Fluttershy?"
>"Oh, just getting ready for the candy tasting. I think... we could use a little more atmosphere in here, don't you?"
>We need a little more something, that's for sure, you think to yourself.
>You hear some shuffling sounds to your right.
>Is that a...
>Some sensual music begins to play.
>It was a record player. Great.
 
https://youtu.be/rjlSiASsUIs
 
>"Doesn't it just make you want to move your hips?" asks Fluttershy's disembodied voice (now right in front of you, by the way)
>You start to back away as Marvin Gaye's luscious voice fills your ears.
>You bump into something.
>It's her.
>She's behind you now what the fuck
>"Where do you think yooouuu're going?" she asks.
"Oh, nowhere, Fluttershy. Just exploring the, uh, dance floor."
>She coos at what she interprets to be enthusiasm on your part.
"So.. about this candy..."
>"Oooooo, eager are we?"
>You don't bother replying, hoping that keeping conversation to a minimum might speed this horrific event to its climax.
>"I like the strong, silent type," she says into your ear.
"Can we maybe stop shifting around the room so much? HAHA not that I mind or anything but maybe you should STOP HAHA!" you half-say, half-scream.
>"So forward, you're making me blush."
"We're still talking about candy right?"
>You can sense that she's stopped moving about.
>"Yes. Candy. Come here."
>You hesitate but start to feel your way through the murk of the room.
>After a few steps you feel something rather blunt bump into your face.
>You hear a muted moan come from Fluttershy.
"Is this the.. candy?"
>"Yes," she replies, in a barely audible gasp.
>Time to get this over with.
>You take the 'candy' in your mouth and give it a tentative taste.
>Slightly salty, little bitter, but pretty mellow overall.
>You'd done this before, after all.
>The 'candy' was larger than last time, though.
>"Y-you really need to.. taste it on the back of your tongue.. for the f-AH" she gasps, "...for the full flavour."
>You grunt in the affirmative.
>She grasps your head in her hooves and pulls it in close.
>The sugary treat slides deep in your mouth.
>Heat radiates off it into your tongue.
>It's not... altogether unpleasant.
>You surprise yourself as you think this.
>Fluttershy moans loudly, her legs quivering against you.
>You squirm a little and grunt: this is starting to get slightly uncomfortable.
>"Oh, you want more do you?" she asks/declares.
>She pulls you in closer with renewed vigor.
>You choke a little but can still breathe.
>Her breathing starts to quicken.
>"Oh, yes. Yes! Are you ready for the liquid filling?"
>You can't exactly say no at this point, even if you could speak.
>She leans back, pushing her membe- candy deeper down your throat.
>A shudder runs through her body and a thick hot substance flows down your throat.
>"That's right, all of it. Get a good taste."
>Her bedroom talk is terrible, you think to yourself.
>The shuddering subsides and she slowly lets the 'candy' slither out your mouth.
>You cough a little and look up into the darkness.
>Her hot breath tickles your nose.
>"So?" she pants. "How was it?"
"It was.. good. Better than last time, Fluttershy. Maybe go a little easier when you're, uh, giving it to me next time."
>You feel a hoof rest on your cheek.
>"I will. Thank you," she whispers.
"I think I better be heading home now," you reply.
>"Mm-hm," she answers.
>You start to head for the door, and you feel her presence following you.
>The light from outdoors stings your eyes a little and it takes a moment to adjust.
>As you step out, you feel one of Fluttershy's hooves stop you.
>She leans in and plants a kiss on your cheek.
>You blush a little and she giggles at your reaction.
>She slaps your rear again and propels you out the door.
>"See you again soon," she says, as Marvin Gaye's sweet voice filters through the crack of the door.