Title:           SA-2: Wing Job
Author:          wingedanon
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/CM7qmv91
First Edit:      Thursday 28th of February 2013 07:26:51 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 28th of February 2013 07:26:51 AM CDT

>Day preening in Equestria.
>You are Anon the seraphim.
>Holy father to the triple S’s or something like that.
>It’s just a title really; they just wanted an excuse to ascend you.
>It’s been about a couple of weeks since that screwy day.
>You don’t go outside your house because you really can’t turn down your divinity very well yet.
>Only Alicorns and Discord can look at you without their heads exploding.
>You could always cover yourself with your wings, but Celestia doesn’t want any accidents to happen.
>So you can’t go outside until you can figure out how to turn down the radiance or Rarity finds a way to hid it with a cloak.
>She hasn’t done it yet.
>You’re pretty sure she wants you to beg for it.
>Prissy alicorn princess.
 
>You are eating Applejacks, Applejack gave them to you.
>Applejack is staring at you on the box of Applejacks.
>She occasionally winks at you.
“Stupid wings.”
>They itch, badly.
>All six wings are huge and accident prone
>You take a two by four with jagged nails out and start to scratch.
>Doesn’t hurt at all and barely relieves the itch.
>You hear a knock at the door.
“Hope it’s not the filly scouts again. They should really know better.”
>You get up and one of your wings gets caught on the table.
>Your tripping and carelessness allowed you to carry the entirety of your kitchen to the front door.
>You are sorely tempted to chop the feather dusters off.
>You open the door to find the six princesses of Harmony.
>You don’t like the smile they have.
“Normally you all just teleport into my house without knocking.”
 
>Raritycorn is giving that look, one of pure evil intentions.
>Given what you are now you can practically taste it.
>”Darling, whatever could you mean? We all are here for your wellbeing.”
“I’m an immortal divine being covered in feathers and fire. Thanks for that by the way.”
>”No problem!”
> Pinkiecorn and her selective sarcasm stupidity.
>Rainbowcorn steps up to you.
>”These past few weeks, Fluttercorn and I have been teaching proper wing care and you look like you are due for a preening.”
>You suddenly feel Twilight grab one of your wings.
>“Y-your wings, what have you been doing to them!?”
“I just take whatever is around and scratch them.”
>You pick up the two by four that came with you from earlier and demonstrate.
>They all give you looks of horror.
 
 
>Fluttershy yanks the board from your hand.
“Hey, be nice to Plank.”
>They all push their way in.
>Given that they are much bigger than before they just destroy the door frame.
>Great.
“Ok, fine. Why are all of you here?
>You glare at them until you felt a jolt.
>Pinkie Pie is nibbling on one of your wings.
“Hey, no biting.”
>You try to move away only for Applecorn to grab another wing.
>Ok that feels good...
>”Well you see you have six wings and we thought we could help you with your little problem.”
>All six of them grab a wing, this feel really, really good.
>You feel your heart beat racing as your knees wobble.
>Your body starts to twitch.
“Sotp it.”
>Pinkie Pie continues to nibble on you like sweet corn.
>Twilight is meticulous with her wing as she straightened out feathers.
>Rainbow Dash is working over the muscles.
>Applejack kisses the wing and blows on the wet spot.
>What really makes you jump is Fluttershy when she goes straight for the sensitive connection on your back.
>Rarity looks you over as she rubs a soft spot.
>”Oh my, these are very soft and sensitive. How very...sensual.”
>Then they all stop at the same time.
>You look at them as they start to scuffle out the door.
“Hey, where you going?”
>Rarity is the last one to leave and gives you a wink.
>”I said we were going to help you out, but we are all very busy princesses. Have a wonderful day, tata.”
>All your wings are throbbing.
>Clever girl.
 
>You are Rarity, the Alicorn Princess of Generosity and Clairvoyance.
>And you are a cruel, cruel filly.
>You hear a scream of frustration.
>”Ah don’t see why we didn’t jus take him right then and there.”
>”All we did was give him a stiffy. I can’t even imagine having six wings like that.”
>Applejack and Rainbow Dash really can’t see the grand picture can they?
>After you learned exactly how sensitive aroused wings can be this was all just too easy.
“We allowed him a taste. Besides wouldn’t it be so satisfying to make him come to us?”
>Silly human has given you the cold shoulder for too long.
>You want to make him beg.