Title:           Fluttershy X Celestia
Author:          aaronamethyst
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First Edit:      Thursday 10th of April 2014 12:37:18 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 10th of April 2014 12:37:18 AM CDT

>be Fluttershy
>be deathly afraid of piercings
>you never understood why somepony would ever even want to get their body pierced. The end result was interesting, yes, but the act of piercing itself was horrifying, especially to you, a pony who gets frightened at the earliest notion of a breeze.
>for some reason each of your friends seemed profoundly interested in piercings as of late. Pinkie got a modest stud on her tongue and three rings above her left eyebrow and plans on getting more, and Rarity was the first to get pierced, getting two symmetric surface studs just below her collar bone, a long, thin, spiked, onyx cover-like piercing that goes curiously along the upper left edge of her left to connect to a square-shaped cover of the same variety just at the bottom of the ear via a thin silver chain and a conspicuous corset piercing that goes down the the majority of her spine. Every time you catch a glimpse of it you find yourself holding your breathe due to a flurry emotions you can't quite place, not the least of which is anxiety and due to your not-so-subtle peeking you've managed to spot that Rarity's pierced her teats with studs as well.
>After Rarity was the first to get herself pierced everypony in Ponyville jumped on the bandwagon. You can hardly find anypony in town who doesn't have a piercing anymore. Talk of it is everywhere and you can't even leave your cottage without leaving yourself liable to being checked out all over and being asked what you got pierced and what you're going to get pierced.
>This isn't actually the first time you've seen a piercing craze take off. In flight school you've heard of ponies getting their ears pierced with needles by heating them but after actually watching a few fillies get their ears pierced at a sleepover their screams and the laughter of those around them would be the cause of many a sleepless night for you
 
>more time passes, and more and more ponies get even more obscene piercings, and perhaps due to everypony examining one another with such scrutiny to find their piercings and the already lax extent to which ponies in Equestria care about their nudity you quickly start seeing ponies showing off the most lewd of piercings in broad daylight. Some of the more well-endowed stallions even got jacob's ladders down the entirety of their shaft so as to brandish their masculinity to an even greater extent considering the times. You don't very much care about that, though. You only had your eyes set on one mare in Equestria, and her name was princess Celestia.
 
>Celestia was a goddess. Her beauty was rivaled by none other, and her figure was to die for. Every syllable she uttered sent your heart aflutter, and her personality was one that could cause even the most despondent of ponies to cheer up and smile. Truly her entire existence exuded nothing but love and if there was one pony you would worship and stick with to the end of time it would be her. Which was why when she got a piercing and proposed she'd go on a date with you if you got a piercing your heart got stuck in your mouth.
>you were just minding your own business in your cottage, tending to your critter friends when a sudden knock on the door sent you shooting into the air in fear. Another knock and you find your wings stuck to the sides of you, also in fear, and instead of delaying the inevitable you choose to walk slowly, apprehensively to the door to check who it was.
>you open the door slowly to find yourself face to face with two rather stoic looking guardsponies
>"Fluttershy," starts the gray-coated one. "The princess has requested an audience with thee, and would prefer if you met as early as possible. Would you be able and willing to approach her highness right now?"
 
>"O-of course. It would be no problem..." you manage to stammer, finding yourself recoil under their emotionless yet slightly intimidating gaze.
>you hover and land into the small carriage Celestia has brought for you in the event that you were willing to take her up on her offer and the guards quickly start making their way to Caterlot castle with you in tow. Trying your best not to let anxiety or pessimism dominate your mind, you focus on the wind and the relative comfort of your seat as you're escorted elegantly to princess Celestia's homestead.
 
>it seems to take an eternity for you to reach your destination, which didn't help your frazzled nerves and by the time it's time to finally set your hooves on the ground to make your way to Celestia's throne room you feel like you can hardly support your own body weight.
>the pegasi who brought you here continue to escort you, with you following behind them until they finally breach the large doors separating the hallway you were in from the room in which Celestia awaits. As the door slowly creaks you panic, though despite attempting t use your mane to shield yourself from the princess' presumably judgmental gaze you manage to make eye contact with her and could read no mavolelent intent being conveyed in her person at all. Just as you start to feel better though the guards bow, part and step backward symmetrically so as to pay homage to the princess and grant the two of you privacy and start making their way back to wherever they came. You stand just beyond the threshold of the doorway staring awkwardly at the princess unaware of the expression you're conveying
 
>After a few more excruciating seconds of this Celestia tilts her head ever so slightly causing your heart to skip a beat, and she raises from her throne and starts making her way to you.
>not wanting to be completely too awkward, you gather yourself as best you can, swallow and trot in unsteadily, looking everywhere but at your princess.
>"Greetings, Fluttershy," Celestia coos as she walks majestically towards you.
>'Hello, princess.' You speed up and stop but a meter before her, settling on staring at her hooves in an effort to make yourself function in her presence. Thankfully Celestia doesn't seem to mind.
>"How are you today?" This catches you off-guard, and you show it by visibly wincing, inadvertently catching a glance of Celestia's face
>she, princess Celestia of Equestria got several piercings, and rather obscene-looking ones at that. Both of her ears were pierced three times each with what appears to be a total of six nail facsimiles, each of them serving to connect one tip of her ear to the other. The sight of it causes you to exhale brokenly in uncertain emotion, and before you can even begin to register yourself gawking you spot two large metal bolts on each nail, locking the piercing to her fuzzy, pliable equine ears.
>your gaze lowers to her face which itself adorned with several small sun and star shaped studs below her right eye, and three rings on her eyebrows on the very same side. Celestia's smile turns into a grin at your expression, which causes your gaze to follow the small ring on the right side of her lip. Her mouth starts to pout in order to enunciate a certain word, and your reverie is broken by a single word. "Well?"
>you continue staring. Celestia starts giggling."What do you think? I've noticed that ponies everywhere are quite fond of these accessories, so I asked Twilight to install these herself, as she's become quite adept at the science. I have yet to show this to someone outside the castle. I wanted you to be the first."
 
>at this inquiry, you just swallow. Hard. You attempt to articulate a reply, but fail to get out anything but murmurs. You notice Celestia's ear twitch ever so slightly and your eyes get drawn to it, much to her amusement.
>"Fluttershy..." she starts, and in actually a rather solemn tone which gives you a start. "I know what you think of me," she finishes, allowing the weight of her words to hang in the air between you. For a few moments you notice nothing but her beautiful face and neck and her lustrous, ethereal mane floating incessantly in the nonexistent wind.
>"I've noticed it for a long time," and while she speaks you can't help but watch the way her lip piercing moves as she utters her syllables. "Every time you're in my presence you've been giving off subtle hints of how you really feel about me. Every smile, every shifting of your hooves... there are certain things I've managed to learn over my lifetime, and one of them is how to read ponies. Nopony else might be able to, but I can tell when somepony is in love." Your stance falters slightly as you utter an babble incomprehensibly in a poor attempt to speak, and you find yourself on the verge of tears. Your fall to the ground and shield your eyes with your hooves in shame as you try not to bawl, and you can hear Celestia bow down to sit on the ground before you.
>"At ease, Fluttershy. I don't hate you or even dislike you for feeling the way you do about me." You feel Celestia lay one of her hooves on yours, and instantly feel much of your anxiety go away. Despite actively trying to repress a certain paroxysm, you apprehensively look up at your crush to see her smiling warmly at you. Despite being so relieved you start all-out crying and Celestia embraces you in a hug and you reciprocate the action, and you scarcely register her using her magic to close the door behind you.
 
>after you calm down and have thoroughly soaked some of Celestia's fur, you silently stay locked in her embrace, too frightened to actually break the silence. As expected and hoped, Celestia does it for you, but at the cost of tearing away from you temporarily.
>"Fluttershy," the princess addresses you. You sniff your nostrils. "I have a proposition for you." Intrigued but far, far too broken to be making any serious decisions at the moment, you just stare at her with puppy dog eyes as you really cannot manage to do anything else.
>"Since I know you love me," she teases, "how about this. To signify the inauguration of our relationship, how about getting a piercing, just like one of mines?"
>you mull over her words for a moment. It's not like you haven't actually considered getting a piercing before, and though you haven't had the chance to think about it yet, you do think Celestia's piercings match her and have only served to enhance her already-perfect features. Besides...
>your heart skips a beat
>"R-... relationship?" You ask.
>'Yes, Fluttershy. relationship.' Princess Celestia brings you in close to her for another hug, but this time she flips you around so as to put your back to her stomach.
>'It's not like I haven't considered it...' she muses, choosing to rest her cheek against yours and rub up and down slightly, actually managing to appease you curiously. 'The paparazzi /would/ be quite annoying, and we wouldn't have many opportunities to date, but I'll tell you what. If you allow me to pierce one part of your body today, we can go on a date afterwards; just the two of us.' She utters the last portion of that sentence directly in your ear, causing you to shiver, but she doesn't actually change the intonation of her voice which both disappoints and relives you.
>you don't even have to think about it
>"S-sure," you start. "I've love to."
 
>"So, is this going to hurt?"
>'Oh yes.' You don't like the sound of that.
 
>you find yourself in Celestia's bedroom, a place in which you've never even dreamed of being, and look up at Celestia, who lays above you, cradling your head on her lap. This entire scenario would be quite relaxing were it not for the fact that you're about to put a giant, burning metal rod through two ends of the same ear.
>you decided beforehand on getting one of the piercings in Celestia's ear. While you think one of the celestial studs she has below her eye would look better on you and more effectively serve to signify your relationship with the princess, you don't think you very much fancy having everypony ever know that you're dating the princess yet. You expressed this sentiment to princess Celestia yourself and she agreed and said that would be for the best.
>still, you consider, the bars that stick through her ears is borderline fetish fuel, you have to admit. Despite their not weighing much at all they're huge and as far as piercings go you likely would not be able to find one that contrasts your personality any harder if you tried.
>your ear has been partially numbed from the cold of the ice Celestia ministered to it. It was slightly boring having to wait for your ear to cool, but the time was spent with your lover so it flew by quickly. Nearing the time you'd have to actually pierce your ear, Celestia started heating the hollow needle she planned on using for the procedure over a flame. You start bracing yourself, and continue to do so as she removes the ice from your ear and raises the heated needle with her hooves. She looks at you one last time.
>"Ready?"
>you're really not ready, but you likely never will be and instead of delaying the inevitable decide to just get this over with.
>'Ready...'
 
>"You know, you have to make sure you don't twitch your ear when you do this or it's going to lead to disastrous results."
>'I know.'
>"No, seriously." Celestia affirms, deadpan. "I might tear a portion of your ear off if you can't control yourself." You flick your ear in reaction. Celestia sighs and lowers her head.
>"You don't have to do this, you know."
>No!' You reply, a bit too loudly. 'I do want to do this,' you say quieter, self-consciously.
>"Well, you know what they say. There's no time like the present." As you attempt to scrutinize her words for possible innuendo given her immortality, you part your mouth slightly to feed her an inquiry when you find your mouth shooting open in pain at the sudden feel of an impossible to comprehend sensation in your left ear. You knew this was coming, obviously. You decided on the piercing and where the needle would pierce, and the both of you even used temporary ink to make sure you were on-target with the procedure but the pain still caught you off guard, and is simply beyond anything you think you could ever cope with.
>it burns. It's too hot. The pain actually distorts your vision and you start seeing black, and you start seeing stars. Despite your ear having been numbed you still scream, and you actively start attempting to overwrite the violation of your ear with delusion, and start actively rejecting reality. You attempt to flail your hooves and body in blind fear.
>"Fluttershy!" You register the voice of Celestia despite your delirium, and for but a moment you're temporarily grounded back in reality. "Calm down! Just focus on something else. The more you acknowledge the pain the more pressing it becomes."
>you take her words to heart as you always do, and attempt to cope with your emotions by thinking of Angel bunny. Angel is nice...
>you stop flailing, more out of a sudden profound lethargy than anything
 
>you have trouble feeling your body. Your mind attempts to wrap itself around what it perceives to be a gaping black hole that's formed itself right next to your head on its left side, but the more dominant version of it tries to repress it. What ends up happening is you start depersonalizing yourself from your body and lapse into your subconscious' warped understanding of what's going on, and despite your eyes being open in reality all you can see are constructs created by your mind.
>you wish you were at home with Angel bunny, you muse. You imagine and see yourself hugging Angel despite the black hole right to the left of you that you perceive as being a part of you somehow, and for a moment you actually feel happy. Then your entire delusion shatters as a second all-consuming black hole is created that's even closer to you and altogether more looming than the first, and after witnessing and experience a vast array of emotions and the memories your subconscious correlates to those emotions, you black out.
 
>...
>"... Fluttershy..."
>"Fluttershy?..."
>you scarcely register a voice speaking to you. Feeling like you've run a marathon, you get up and stretch your limbs, wings and pop your joints as you attempt to make out your surroundings.
>it's nighttime and actually rather dark, and you're still in Celestia's room. Immediately remembering what happened, you shoot to the air, attempting to discern where Celestia has gone or what has happened between your passing out and waking up, when you hear a cough from behind you.
>you turn to the noise and coincidentally to the one light source in the room besides the moon shining in through the windows to spot Celestia, sitting across a candlelit dining table, smiling at you.
>"You passed out..."
 
>you lower your head more from lethargy than anything, land, and trot tiredly over to Celestia. This was altogether a very tiring day.
>"Have a seat." You acquiesce, and finally notice what's on the table. It's actually just a wine bottle in a bucket of ice, already-filled wine glasses and some fast food.
>"I figured that formality wasn't actually your forte, or something you really cared for," Celestia explains. "I didn't want it to be awkward."
>you have to admit that the hay fries and burger does look pretty appetizing right now, but after staring at the food for but a moment you feel a dull, throbbing pain in your ear and reach for it with your hoof. Celestia watches you while taking a sip of her wine.
>as if reading your mind, Celestia levitates a full-body mirror from behind her and sets it upright on her side of the small table.
>the piercing looks even more depraved on you than it does on Celestia. While her angular face and overall angelic appearance causes the sheer corruption the piercing heralds to contrast her and add a minuscule dark element to her form that wasn't there prior, on you it takes your rather benign form and makes it appear to tend towards things obscene. You blink, still unsure of how to crunch the fact that you're wearing an insignia of corruption and blink again as you remember for the first time since passing out the pain and the pleasure you endured to get this piercing. You find your eyelids dropping as you attempt to sort your own emotionality and understand what this piercing or piercing as a medium really means when Celestia laughs.
>"Pretty cool, huh?" You lock eyes with her and blink again. "There was a reason I got this piercing. It might take you years to understand what it means yourself but I hope you enjoy it and piercing as much as I do. Now, we are truly comrades. Drink."
>you take a sip of your wine and try to ignore the new fervor within you, and contemplate whether or not piercing is really so bad.