>Be Anon
>Senior year of Equestria High.
>Fucking can't wait to get out of this Canadian horse school, you wouldn't believe the shit that goes down here.
>Litterally, you've tried to tell people online but they all think its some /b/ tier greentext or something
>Whatever, just have to survive these last few months.
>Unfortunately, to graduate you need some volunteer work. A totally bullshit requirement, but your guidance counselor has assured you they take it seriously for whatever reason.
>You head towards the bulletin board to check your options.
> Let's see, you could pick up litter on the highway? Nah that would be hell... Maybe reading stories to old people? Wait, god no that weird book neet will be there!
>Scanning over the options, it's pretty clear they're all shit. You guess that's kind of the idea, but you were really hoping you'd bump into something interesting.
"Guess I'll sleep on it-"
>As you turn around, you slam directly into a meek girl who apparently was inches away from you.
>"O-ow. I'm sorry, are you okay?"
>Confused, you gaze down at the paper shrouded girl. You practically tackled her point blank yet she's worried about you?
"Uh, yeah I'm fine. Are you okay though? Sorry I didn't see you there."
>She looks a little dazed, glancing nervously at you as she gathers her papers. For a split second, you see a little bit of cleavage peeking out from the pile, but her finger draws your attention.
>"Um, a-are you sure? You seem to be bleeding a little."
>You look yourself over, finally noticing a flyer pinned to your arm with a bunny shaped tack, a spot of blood developing on the page.
"Oh shit."
 
>You wince slightly as you pull it out. You didn't feel it before but that thing was in you deep.
>"I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to, I was just trying to put it up on the board but you looked so interested I didn't want to disturb you..."
>You laugh awkwardly.
"It's fine, barely even hurts."
>A blatant lie, the wound is small but it burns like a bitch.
>Trying to play it off, you offer her your hand and help her up.
>"T-thank you..."
>Shes clutching the flyers to her chest, but after a few glances at your arm, she nervously reaches for her bag.
>"If it's okay... Um, I could treat that for you."
>She rustles through her things making little clinking and crunching noises until finally pulling out a spool of gauze.
>You're fairly certain a small band-aid would be more than enough, but you decide to just let her do it.
>Not because it's the polite thing to do, although that certainly helps.
>In reality, you were just lost momentarily bathing in the sight of her.
>She's rather thin but has curves in all the perfect places. She's almost a foot shorter than you too, which while adorable also meant you could see straight down her shirt.
>Two large, round mounds of flesh peeking gently out of her tank top; her bra just slightly too small for what they were trying to contain and pushed softly together as she reached for your arm.
>They weren't massive per se, but she definitely won the genetic lottery.
>Luckily she didn't catch you staring, she was too focused on wrapping your arm up in excessive amounts of bandages.
>"T-there you go, good as new. Sorry again, but I have to go... bye!"
>She pins a fresh flyer on the board, then joggs away nervously.
>Once you regain your composure, you take a peek at the stained flyer in your unbandaged hand.
>(Animal Rescue League, looking for volunteers. All animal lovers welcome.)
>Bingo
 
>The next day you go through the usual motions, but this time you're actually a little excited.
>Not only did you dodge having to pick up cans on the freeway, but you have a good chance of seeing that cutie again!
>You grab a couple small treat bags for dogs/cats hoping to make a good impression. You're sure they probably have a vat of them or something, but it's the thought that counts.
>As you approach the address, you're a little confused. It's just a bunch of houses, no building that sticks out as an animal shelter or anything.
>Eventually you find a little white house with some plants on the outside that matches the address.
>Uncertain, you knock and hope for the best.
>A sheepish meep rings out from inside, followed by a racket of cages and animal noises.
>"One second please, I'll be right there! Don't leave!"
>You wait patiently, eventually the door opens and you see the same girl as before. This time, however, shes in pajama pants and an old cow print graphic t-shirt from the local petting zoo.
>"Thank goodness! I knew you'd- A-Anon?!"
>Weird, you don't recall telling her your name.
>She quickly shuts the door.
>"W-what are you doing here?"
"This was the address on the poster, did they put your address by mistake?"
>She cracks the door open as little as possible, allowing only enough space to peek at you.
>"Y-you're here to volunteer?"
"Yeah, is this a bad time?"
>"N-no! Of course not, it's a great time..."
>She pauses for a few seconds.
>"Sorry, I thought my friends had changed their mind... I'll go put on something more appropriate."
"You don't have to change on my account, comfy clothes are probably better for this anyway right?"
>Another pause, then the door slowly creaks open.
>"O-okay, please come in..."
 
>She leads you through a neat but hectic maze of animal housing. Most of the animals are wandering semi-freely, only separating the ones that need water or would eat each other.
"This is so cool, how many people are volunteering here?"
>She shrinks a bit.
>"Just me I'm afraid."
"What?"
>She stops to pick up a rabbit.
>"We used to meet up near the school, but the other members stopped coming over time... and we couldn't be a club with only one member, so we lost our space."
>You look back over all the animals
"So you took all of the animals home with you?"
>She nods
>"They didn't have a home, I couldn't just abandon them... It's okay if you want to leave, I know this isn't what you were expecting."
"No, it's cool, I'm just impressed really. This must be a full-time job for you!"
>She turns back to you, smiling.
>"It's not so bad, they're great listeners! Watch."
>She clears her throat, speaking up just slightly above normal.
>"Okay everyone, be on your best behavior! Anon is visiting today to help me with the chores, play nice."
>As she says this, the animals notably pay attention. You sort of expected that from the dogs, but the turtles and birds seem to take notice too, which is a little eerie.
>You playfully wave at the critters, partially out of social pressure but mostly because you genuinely like animals when they're being friendly.
>She places the bunny back down then continues walking. You follow carefully.
"So, how did you know my name?"
>She frowns
>"Oh, you don't remember me?"
>Shit.
"Uh..."
>She forces a smile
>"It's okay, I don't stand out much."
>You beg to fucking differ.
>"I was in your biology class last year, pre... uh... incident."
"Which one?"
>She plays with her hair nervously.
>"Demon Sunset"
>You nod knowingly
"Glad to know that wasn't a fever dream."
>She giggles shyly
>"Y-yeah. Anyway, my name is Fluttershy. Nice to meet you."
>You reach out to shake her hand. She blushes and sheepishly accepts the contact.
 
>Her skin is unnaturally soft, especially for someone who works with animals.
"Nice to meet you Fluttershy. What can I do to help?"
>"Well, some of the food is kind of heavy..."
"Got it."
>You proceed to help her for the rest of the day. Most of it is just mundane things like filling bowls and brushing dogs, but honestly, it's a nice departure from your usual Saturday cooped up in your room.
>Fluttershy seems to really enjoy the help, and you can see the disappointment on her face when you have to leave.
>"It was, um, nice having you over..."
"Thanks, glad I could help out."
>She pauses for a moment, holding her arm.
>"W-well, I guess I'll see you at school. Bye..."
>Fluttershy awkwardly closes the door. Mildly underwhelmed you hop in your car and drive home.
>You don't know what you were expecting, she's obviously a bit socially awkward after all, but you were hoping to at least get her number or something.
>As you settle down for the night, you spot the community service sheet on the desk. You forgot you had to get signed evidence you actually did it.
>The next morning you head back out, getting to her place around 10 am.
>You knock loudly, hoping shes awake.
>A familiar cacophony of noise occurs before she finally cracks the door.
>"H-hello?"
"Morning Flutters"
>She squeaks
>"W-what are you doing here?"
"I forgot to get this signed yesterday."
>You hold up the sheet.
>"O-oh, ...Okay, can you slide it through the door?
>You're a little curious why, but you don't push it.
>Gently you slide the paper through the crack, a few scribbling sounds later you see it reemerge from the door.
>Right as you take the page, you hear the jingle of a dog collar.
>In one swift motion, the door swings open as a dog playfully greets you.
>Barely dodging the door, you see Fluttershy standing wide-eyed in front of you, her breasts supported with one arm and stressing the baggy shirt she wore yesterday.
 
>Fluttershy hops to the side, peeking out at the dog.
>"Naughty! Bad boy! Very bad!"
>Despite her tone, she didn't have the nerve to back it up.
>The dog goes back inside disappointed, and Fluttershy stresses her reach to try and grab the door handle without showing herself.
"I can get it-"
>"N-n-no! Stay there, or actually,  t-turn around please!"
>You back off and try to obey, but before you can even turn she flops onto the ground.
"Are you okay?"
>She shakes her head, grasping at the bottom of the door and pulling it inwards.
>"Y-you weren't supposed to see that... I'm not... please don't start any rumors."
"Fluttershy, what's going on?"
>She lifts her face, which is lightly covered in dirt.
>"I... there's something I didn't tell you... I'm sorta..."
>The stress is getting to her, she's welling up with tears.
>Time to man up Anon!
"Here, I'll help you up and we can talk inside okay?"
>She seems apprehensive, but nods.
>As you help her up, she's noticeably more top heavy than before. Any chance she was just stuffing her bra was out the window.
>Well, that and you could see the pronounced shape of her nipples pushing through her shirt.
>You walk her to the couch and sit down next to her.
"Okay, now what were you saying?"
>She wipes away her tears and takes a breath.
"I'm... kinda a little magic. Like Sunset, but I'm not a demon or anything! ...Oh and neither is she, Sunset is nice!"
[She goes on to explain the movie stuff]
>"Anyway, um, a side effect of all that magic is... I kind of..."
>She gestures to her chest, which over her monologue has slowly developed dark circles around her nipples.
"You produce milk? Like a cow or something?"
>She blushes, more so than normal.
>"W-well like lots of animals, but yes..."
>She nervously removes a broken pump from her backpack.
>"I was getting by with this, but when I fell on it..."
"Oh shit... I'm so sorry!"
>She shakes her head.
>"It's okay... it wasn't working very well anyway."
 
>She gets progressively more nervous as she goes into more detail.
>"S-see, stimulus like that doesn't really work that well. It's hard to explain... I guess it's like trying to tickle yourself?"
>She readjusts, obviously straining her back a bit to sit upright.
>"I-I tried to do it manually, but it's not working... And they keep getting heavier..."
>You can put two and two together.
"Do you need some help?"
>She looks down and sheepishly nods
>"I-if it's not too weird, I don't really know what else to do..."
>You nervously shuffle closer to her. She turns her back to you and tries not to shake in anticipation of your touch.
>Awkwardly, not quite knowing what to do, you start groping her through her shirt. A light moan escapes her lips, and you feel her shirt get a bit damper.
>She bites her lip as you rub and squeeze her swollen breasts, not saying anything or allowing herself to moan again.
>After about five minutes of continuously playing with her tits, she stops you.
>"T-that's not how you milk something..."
>Could have fooled you, her shirt is literally dripping.
>She pulls her shirt off, which upon reflection should have been your first move. Her breasts bounce out gracefully, still wet from her milk and sweat.
>She nervously reaches for your hand, drags it across her side, up to her bare breasts, and positions your fingers directly onto her nipples.
>"G-gently start behind the areolas, tugging outwards until you reach the tips, t-then drag your hands back and repeat."
>Fuck that's hot.
>You do as she says, gently yet firmly tugging at her soft nipples. She lets out another moan, deeper, louder, and accompanying a stream of milk.
>As you continue, she reaches for a pair of jars out of her bag. She brings them just close enough to collect the milk as it's released.
>"A-a little harder Anon.~"
 
>Your grip firms up as you tug harder, increasing the rate of milk spraying out.
>Her moans become more constant, with breathy squeaks here and there. It's blatantly obvious she's getting off on this.
>You slowly dip your head closer to hers, gently nibbling at her earlobe. She practically melts in your arms as you do.
>"Ah-Anon... I... I didn't know it was going to feel like this... Y-you can stop if you don't want to..."
>You let go of her ear.
"Do you want me to stop?"
>She shyly shakes her head.
>"P-please don't..."
>You smile and continue nibbling down her neck as you continue to massage the milk out of her breasts.
>As you proceed, her legs slowly open a bit. Not wanting to miss any sign she might shyly give, you let go of her left breast and slide your hand down her stomach, and into the elastic of her pajama pants.
>She jumps a bit in shock, but after a second relaxes her legs and leans lightly into you.
>She trembles as your fingers approach her vagina, soaking wet from all the foreplay. You slide your finger around her outer lips a few times, listening to her coos of pleasure before finally sliding inside.
>She tenses up at the sudden wave of pleasure, mouth slightly agape as she manages to place the now full jars off to the side.
>You continue to plunge your fingers into her, examining her insides to find her most sensitive areas.
>She, however, surprises you mid tease with a kiss. A comparatively tame thing, but one that changed the mood entirely.
>She gently prods her tongue into your mouth, inexperienced but full of passion. You greet it with your own, trying to keep up.
>Your fingers naturally follow suit, slowly rubbing at her newly discovered clitoris and evoking mid makeout moans to escape Fluttershy's lips.
>"Ah-Ah-Anon... w-wait..."
>You stop, disappointed but feeling lucky to get this far-
>"L-let me turn around."
 
>You withdraw your fingers, and she carefully puts caps on the bottles from earlier.
>She then turns around with determination you had yet to see in her eyes and locks lips with you again.
>Curious to see where this confidence streak is going, you just follow her lead.
>She wraps a hand behind your head, holding her face against yours as her free hand unbuttons your pants.
>Fluttershy nervously pulls down your boxers, breaking her kiss briefly to gaze at your dick.
>She gulps, looking a little afraid as she pulls down her panties and lines you up with her wet, inviting lips.
"Shouldn't I find a condom or something?"
>She shakes her head, sliding you inside of her.
>"I'm on the pill~"
>You're not sure if you trust that, but you'll be damned if your going to stop this now!
>She mounts you as far as she can manage, which is surprisingly deep.
>Fluttershy grabs your hands as she gyrates her hips, taking you in and out of her like a well-oiled machine. Her moans no longer suppressed, instead of ringing throughout the house.
>As she gets comfortable on your dick, she slowly lowers her bouncing breasts above your face.
>Knowingly you take her left nipple into your mouth and begin sucking on it, her sweet milk flowing immediately at your call.
>You do the same with the other one, battering them with your tongue and kneading her breasts.
>Her moans get more wild, and her pelvic muscles tighten as you suck on her tits. She digs her fingers into your hair, burying your face in her chest as she climaxes and fills your mouth with her milk.
>She grips you there for a few last ecstasy filled thrusts as she squeezes every last drop of cum out of you.
>Finally, her legs go weak and she collapses on you in a sticky mess.
>She lies there breathless for a few minutes, unable to form any words
>Finally, you can just barely detect words.
>"D-did I do okay?"
>You laugh, barely able to breathe.
"Yeah, you did great."
 
>The two of you lay there for a while, you don't know how long, you really don't care.
>At some point you realize you're still inside her, so you slide yourself out and begin the post-sex clean up.
>Fluttershy seems almost catatonic at the moment, you think the adrenaline is wearing off and she's realizing what just happened.
>Unfortunately you don't think standing here naked will help, so you quietly hop in her shower to clean up.
>After a nice steamy shower, you're ready to face whatever she throws at you.
>Hopefully not literally.
>When you get out, you smell... pancakes?
>You approach the kitchen, and inside is a fully dressed and clean Fluttershy cooking breakfast.
>Noticeably vegetarian breakfast, but still breakfast.
>"Please sit Anon, I poured you some coffee."
>You hesitantly sit down, she has indeed prepared a café latte for you, and shortly after decorates your plate with pancakes, whipped cream, fruits, the whole nine yards.
>"I hope you're hungry..."
"How could I not be after seeing all this?"
>She plays with her hair a little bit.
>She sits down and makes herself a small version of your plate, shaped like a bunny rabbit.
>"S-so Anon... Um..."
>She pauses, trying to gather the perfect words.
>"That... All that stuff that happened... I don't... do that stuff... usually... or ever before."
>You nod, nervously smiling.
"Me either... but I get it, you don't want me to think your easy right?"
>She nods.
>"I-I know It's a little late to ask... But um... Would it be okay if we pretended we were dating before that happened?"
>Her face goes full crimson as you meet eyes with her.
>"A-and continue to date... in the future?"
>You smile ear to ear, that's the cutest pickup line you've ever heard.
"Are you kidding? Of course, I want that!"
>Her eyes light up.
>"Yay!"
END
 
EPILOGUE
>As you eat breakfast, you hold hands like the new dorky couple you are.
"You're an amazing cook you know, I've never had breakfast this good! I usually don't even take cream and sugar in my coffee, but you balanced the flavors excellently."
>She smiles sheepishly
>"I-it's nothing special, I just use fresh ingredients."
>You nod.
"Yeah that makes sense, do you raise chickens out back?"
>"Yup! I've always had them. I like eggs, but I store bought eggs are cruel... this way I can make sure I'm cruelty-free!"
>You smile
"That's so admirable! Do you raise a cow too, or maybe a goat?"
>She looks confused
>"No, I don't eat meat. Eggs are my only cheat food."
"No, I mean the milk. Where do you get-"
>She giggles
>"Don't be silly Anon, humans shouldn't drink animal milk! That's bad for you!"
>She gives you the most sincere, loving smile you've ever seen.
>She slowly rests her breasts on the table as she locks eyes with you.
>"From now on, it's all natural for you young man.~"