>Day Faggotry in Equestria.
>Wake up as Anon, as usual.
>You get off of your bed by rolling.
>Yep, you are officially the laziest person in all of Equestria.
>Not even that thousand pound p0ny you met the other day could compare to you.
>And you're not even that fat.
>You get onto the wheelchair that was made just so you didn't have to walk everywhere.
>It's been with you ever since the day after you arrived to this colorful world.
>As you approach the stairs-
>Wait.
>Stairs.
>...Fuck.
>Time to start using your fee-
>PFFFFHAHAHAHA!
>You immediately roll down the stairs on your wheelchair.
>It's incredibly bumpy, and you're probably going to fall off.
>*Insert noise of wood breaking here.*
>Your trusty vehicle gets stuck on the stairs and you go flying towards the floor.
>And you faceplant the ground with a *pomf*
>You get up off of the ground with no injuries because cartoon logic.
>*Knock knock knock*.
>Great, Fluttershy's already here.
>And you didn't even do your morning routine yet.
>Fucking perfect.
>You slog over to the door and when you open it, there is no one there.
>It's just a letter.
>Picking it up, you say every word on it outloud.
Dear Anon, Today instead of the usual fetish guess I wanted to do something special for you. Go to town hall. Love, Fluttershy.
>You crumple the paper up instantly.
>It's probably a trap.
>But you have nothing better to do so...
>To town hall!
>...
>As you approach the outskirts of the market place, you realize you are going the wrong way.
>You do a 361 degree turn and-
>SMACK!
>You fall over because some asshole decided to hit you in the head with a rubber chicken.
>...Don't ask how it worked.
>..-
>SCREW ELLIPSES! THIS IS THE SCENE SKIP/WHATEVER IT'S CALLED!
>You wake up, and look around.
>Everything is dark.
>Your arms and legs are tied to a chair.
>And your clothes are still on.
>Hmm...
>Normally Fluttershy would strip you naked if she knocks you out for sex.
>The lights go on.
>Turns out you are inside the same building that was used to kill all of the Pinkie clothes.
>What was it called again?
>It doesn't matter. The writer doesn't remember and neither shall Anon.
>There are mare screams coming from your left.
>You turn and see a bunch of fillies, mares, and one colt.
>This is not good...
>A spotlight turns on in front on you, even though the whole room is lit.
>It still somehow manages to attract everyone's attention.
>Fluttershy is standing there with a mic.
>Great.
>"Um, hello everyp0ny. Today, you are going to listen to a song I wrote."
>She turns to you.
>"It's dedicated to Anon."
>The whole crowd goes d'aw.
>Even the one colt that easily sticks out said it.
>"Before we start, I'm going to need the singers to arrive."
>She stomps on the floor and-
>"AHHHHHHH!"
>Five weird looking things fall to the ground.
>They get up, and...
>OH GOD!
>They look like humans!
>But they don't have suits! And they have horrible features on the front of their heads!
>Noses, eyes, mouths, hair, eyelashes, etc.!
>It's all the crap that p0nies have on their heads!
>Those "huamns" don't even have a question mark on their face!
>What the hell happened to them?!
>One of them taps their mic to make sure it is on, and sighs.
>"Hello, everyp0ny. I'm [spoiler]Liam[/spoiler] and we are going to sing a stupid sonG toda-BZBBZBBZZSBSBSHZ!"
>Fluttershy shocks him with a taser.
>"IT IS NOT A STUPID SONG! NOW SING IT!"
>The guy gets up, shakes off the shock,  and sighs.
>"The song is called "Rut You"."
>All the mares cheer.
>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T4cdfRohhcg
 
>The five guys fake smiles, and look to the crowd as the song starts.
 
>"Oh, I just wanna fuck you anywhere that you like."
>"We could have sex any day, any night."
>"Baby I'll rut you here, rut you there,"
>"Baby I'll rut you here, yeah,"
 
>"Oh, tell me tell me tell me how to turn your dick on."
>"I will do, do anything that you want."
>"Baby just shout it out, shout it out,"
>"Baby just shout it out, yeah,"
 
>"And if you,"
>"You want me too,"
>"Let's make a move,"
>"Yeah, so tell me boy if every time we,"
 
>"To-o-uch,"
>"You get this kind of ru-u-ush,"
>"Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."
>"If you don't wanna take it slow,"
>"And you just wanna fuck, at, home,"
>"Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,"
 
>"And let me rut you"
 
>"Oh, baby, baby, don't you know you got what I need"
>"Looking so hot from your head to your feet"
>"Come on come rut me here, rut me here"
>"Come on come rut me here, yeah"
 
>"Oh, I just wanna get you off in front of my friends"
>"Making them drool down their chinny-chin-chins"
>"Baby, let's fuck tonight, fuck tonight"
>"Baby, let's fuck tonight, yeah"
 
>"And if you,"
>"You want me too,"
>"Let's make a move,"
 
>"Yeah, so tell me boy if every time we"
 
>"To-o-uch,"
>"You get this kind of ru-u-ush,"
>"Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,"
>"If you don't wanna take it slow (c'mon)"
>"And you just wanna fuck, at, home"
>"Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
 
>"And let me rut you [x5]"
 
>"C'mon"
>"Na na na na na na na na"
>"Na na na na na na na na"
>"Na na na na na na na na"
 
>"Yeah, so tell me, boy, if every time we"
 
>"To-o-uch"
>"You get this kind of ru-u-ush"
>"Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
>"If you don't wanna take it slow"
>"And you just wanna fuck, at, home"
>"Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
 
>"To-o-uch"
>"You get this kind of ru-u-ush"
>"Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
>"If you don't wanna take it slow"
>"And you just wanna fuck, at, home"
>"Baby, say yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah"
 
>"And let me rut you"
 
>The music stops, and the five guys are standing there, facepalming.
>"Why the hell did we do this..."
>The mares, fillies, and colt did no listen to the lyrics AT ALL.
>They cheered the whole time, and probably overtook the singers' voices.
>Half of them are clopping to the singers,and Fluttershy approaches you with a microphone.
>"I wrote that for you, Anon."
>She squees and the crowd d'aw again.
>Yep, they were not listening to the lyrics at all.
>She unties you and holds you hands with her hooves.
>"So, um, how did you think of it?"
>You turn to the five guys, and turn back to Fluttershy.
>Then back to the guys.
>Then back at buttershutter.
>...
FUCK THIS, I'M GAY!
>You run towards the five guys and you all initiated hot and sweaty gay sex.
>Fluttershy watches in horror while the crowds cheers it on, saying "ENCORE, ENCORE!"
>The end.
 
It's sad that the song basically wrote itself and I only had to change a few words.