>You’re on your way to Carousel Boutique
>To get…your dress
>You decide pump yourself up
>Today is the day Fluttershy goes away
>You repeat this in your head a few times
>You get distracted and do not notice your nemesis walking alongside you
>She nuzzles your waist
Whoa!
>Fluttershy winces
>”Sorry…”
Go away! I’m headed to Carousel Boutique
>”So am I.”
>That’s no good
>She doesn’t notice your sour attitude over this
>She looks cheerful
>”Would you like a ride Anon?”
>You notice she is wearing a saddle
>”I am wearing a pretty saddle, and um…it’s very comfortable.”
>You always wondered why they had saddles
>For fashion you guess
>But you’re not going to ride her
No, I’m riding solo
>Fluttershy gets a sad look
>”Darn…”
>You walk on ahead
>No time to for this crap
>After a few feet of walking you hear the sound of rapid hoofsteps on the ground
>You turn around to see Fluttershy galloping at you
>It’s too late
>The determined pegasus lowers her head and scoops your bottom onto her back
>You flail a bit and then hold onto her, face pressed against her mane
>God damn it
What the hell! I don’t want a ride!
>”But Twilight and Spike-“
We aren’t Twilight and Spike!
>She just squeaks in response
>Fluttershy runs all the way to the Boutique
>You would have jumped off, but then your face would hit the pavement
>When she stops at the door you hop off
What the hell was that?! I didn’t want a ride!
>”I was j-just doing a nice, bonding, and um….*mumble* thing…”
I said no, and what was that last one?
>”S-s-sexy…”
Riding you is not my fetish
>You cross your arms
>Fluttershy smiles sheepishly and flies into Carousel Boutique
>It only takes a few seconds for her to come out with a large bag in her mouth
What’s in the bag?
>She doesn’t answer
>Fluttershy just beams at you and lets out a gleeful noise
>Then she takes flight and goes off somewhere
>Okay…
>Just focus on your plan
>You enter the boutique
>Rarity seems to have been waiting for you
>”Oh Anon! I’m glad you’re here!”
>”You’ll just love them!”
>Them?
>She uses her magic to pull back a curtain
>There’s not one dress, but multiple
>From something you would wear at the Gala
>To a casual sundress
>Hell there’s even a one piece swimsuit there
>You’re impressed but ….
>You only need one dress!
Thank you Rarity, but I only wanted one dress. I know the first one is free, but I can’t pay for all of this
>Rarity smiles
>”Think nothing of it Anon, I just want you to try on all of them.”
>But not before dolling you up
>Rarity has you sit down, and you don’t complain
>She did work hard on all those clothes, too bad you won’t really need any of them after this
>Then she paints your nail, applies lipstick, eyeliner, fake eyelashes, and blush
>It’s what you wanted, but feels jarring anyway
>Before you know it you’re posing in a miniskirt and skintight t-shirt
>”Oh darling you look so cute!”
Eugh,….thanks Rarity, I th-
>”Try this one!”
>She gets you in a sweater dress with stockings on
>Rarity squeals happily and taps her hooves on the ground
This one is good, and I should go n-
>”Don’t forget this one!”
>Groan
>This is going to take forever
>Several dresses later…
>You’re now wearing a maxi dress
>Notice she’s taking pictures with a camera
Hey! Rarity this isn’t part of the deal!
>She looks confused
>”What do you mean Anon?”
Stop taking pictures, it’s…
>Well if you say it is embarrassing why did you want a dress?
>That’s what she’ll say
>You didn’t tell her the purpose was to drive away one of her best friends
I want it to be a surprise?
>”Oh I see. Don’t worry only I shall look at them.”
>Rarity giggles dreamily at this latest picture
>She’s a little too into this cross-dressing thing…
Are we done?
>She nods
Can I borrow a wig?
>”Sure, sure.”
>She levitates a wig onto you
>”Well, the moment has passed back to work.”
>You wave Rarity goodbye as she goes back to sowing and planning
>You carry a bunch of bags with you
>Man this is a lot of clothes
>You need to head home and drop this all off
>It feels really awkward walking like this
>Everyone is giving you stares
>I mean you knew this would attract attention, but come on
>It’s like they’ve never seen you before
>You hear a swooshing sound
>Dash
>She lands in front of you
>”Where are you going?”
>You put on a falsetto voice for extra effect
My house
>”That’s Anon’s house over there.”
….And?
>”I’ve never seen another human before. Are you moving in with him?”
>What?
>Can’t she recognize you?
>Before you can respond she’s flown up to your face
>”Listen here Ms.Human! “
>”Anon belongs to my pal Fluttershy!”
>No you don’t
>”So no messing around with him!”
>She really doesn’t know it’s you
>Wow, just wow
>You suppress a snicker, let’s have some fun
>You keep on the falsetto
Oh~ But I will, I’m a better suited partner than this weak sounding ‘Fluttershy’
>”No you aren’t! Where did you even come from?”
The same place that Anon came from, of course
>”B-but ….argh! Who the hay are you?”
>Hmmm
Femanon
>Rainbow Dash chuckles
>”Femanon? What kind of dumb name is that?”
Well what kind of name is Rainbow Douche?
>She grits her teeth
>”Rainbow Dash!”
Rainbow…dush?
>”Dash!”
Dosh?
>She growls
>”This isn’t over Femanon!”
>She takes off
>You thought saying her name would be enough of a hint
>Oh well, let her think there really is another human around town for now
>You enter your house
>Put away your new clothes
>Keep the maxi dress on
>Fill your chest up with two apples
>Exit and head out towards your next destination
>As you’re walking you go over the plan
>The short plan is to turn her off with the act of cross-dressing
>She isn’t a lesbian after all
>Maybe she’ll find it weird as well
>Although you don’t want to cross-dress permanently, two or one times a month should keep her away
>That’s the short plan
>You have another one just in case
>The other one is a bit more complex
>You’re going to pretend to whore yourself out…
>Ugh
>That’s not going to sit well with her because you’ve rejected her countless times because she’s a pony
>Because you do not want to be with a pony
>But the supposed act of whoring yourself out coupled with cross-dressing should turn her off
>That should make her leave you alone
>Now who to go to?
>Hopefully you’ll encounter Fluttershy before…
>”Whoring” yourself out to Lyra
>Man, fucking Lyra
>She’s nice, but she can be a little too into your body
>Something tells you she’d go along with anything …if you allow her to touch your hands, that is.
>That unicorn can levitate stuff, what does she need hands for?
>Fluttershy and that one could probably form some freaky fan club
>You would find it funny, but you just end up giving yourself the creeps
>”Y-you!”
>With that interruption your thoughts are broken up
>That voice has a level shyness and awkwardness that bugs you
>That can only be one pony….
>Yellow Quiet
>You turn around
>What the fuck is that?!
>It’s a human….suit
>Like a reverse fur suit or something
>You thought you had escaped those furries
>The suit isn’t naked fortunately
>Rarity had to sense to put on a white shirt, and a miniskirt
>Her wings and tail are still poking out
>You guess for comfort or something
>It’s flat chested, because they don’t know about breasts
>Her “hands” and “feet” are really just stubs with useless appendages added on
>The face is equally as strange it looks like a poor replica of your features
>There are sockets open for Fluttershy’s eyes so there aren’t any terrifying fake ones
>The hair is pink and somewhat resembles the style of her mane
>Oh god this thing is horrifying and awful
>Fluttershy wobbles over to you in a forced bipedal fashion
>Then she goes back to being on all fours
>Oh boy
>”I thought R-rainbow Dash was joking. There really is another human….”
>Is this a joke?
>Do you really look like a different person?
>Let’s see how far you can go with this
>”You’re here to take Anon away! But I’m more deserving of him!”
>No
>No she isn’t
>Put on a falsetto voice
No you aren’t
>Cross your arms
>”I love him, and I-I can look after him! I c-can take care of him, and make sure he lives a happy life!”
>She sounds pissed off at you
You’re a pony, not a human
>Fluttershy stutters for a bit
>She seemed like she wanted to counter that argument with another
>Probably some “true love” excuse or something equally cheesy
>Instead she decides to go with something else
>She stands up on her hind legs and motions to her costume
>”I’m human, and um more human than you Ms.Human!”
>God damn it
>What the hell is that?
Being human isn’t some sort of adjective!
>Sigh
>You hear a familiar flapping of wings
>Rainbow Dash lands and strikes a pose
>”See Fluttershy! I-…ummm.”
>Rainbow Dash looks at Fluttershy’s costume
>She sighs, even Dash knows Fluttershy can be weird
>Dash eyes you, and then points at Banana Hush
>”Look Femanon! If you think you can be with Anon, why don’t you compete with Fluttershy?”
>Okay this has gone on long enough
>Time to reveal yourself
>Clear you throat
>Pinkie Pie pops up behind Rainbow Dash
>”Yeah! If you want Anon you need the approval of the whole community!”
>She moves up to you
>”He’s our Anon, and just because you’re another human doesn’t mean you can take him away!”
>Bullshit
>You’re almost flattered that they’re so protective of you, but…
>Just, bullshit
>You’re about to tell Pinkie to stop, but she keeps going
>”So you’re going to have to be in a human-ness competition!”
>Fluttershy nods with determination
>What?
>Shake your head
No, this is so dumb…
>”What are you? Chicken? Bawk bawk bawk!”
>She continues to cluck at you
>Everyone in the surrounding area is now staring
>Now you’re more embarrassed
Alright, alright, but Anon isn’t around…
>”Well we’ll tell him the results later!”
>Face palm
>You’ll win this stupid competition
>Then you’ll off this Femanon persona or something
>Chuckle, there’s no way Fluttershy can win
>This first contest is simple
>It’s questions about you, Anon
>Fluttershy is sitting upright on one chair, and you’re sitting on another
>Rainbow Dash has a bunch of flash cards
>A small crowd has shown up…. Twilight, Rarity, aren’t here
>Twilight would probably use her reasoning to prove there can’t be another human
>Rarity would know it was you, because she helped make this possible
>Too bad they didn’t show up. You were almost hoping it would end before it began
>It also seems like Pinkie Pie is commentating with Spike?
>”Ladies and gentlecolts! Welcome to the first Equestrian human-ness contest!”
>Spike gets a snarky look
>”Wouldn’t that just be a grumpiness contest where you talk about some ‘rustled’ guy called ‘jimmy’ all day?”
>Fuck you Spike
>Pinkie Pie snorts and giggles
>”No Spike, that’s an Anon-ness contest!”
>Fuck you Pinkie
>Spike chuckles
>”What’s the difference?”
>They’re both laughing their ass off
>You clear your throat
Let’s get this over with
>Fluttershy and Rainbow nod
>”Alright, question one!”
>”What is Anon’s favorite food?”
>You raise your hand before her
Prime ribs!
>”Wrong!”
>What the hell?
>Fluttershy has her “hand” up
>”Um, he likes to eat lots of eggs.”
>Rainbow Dash smiles
>”Correct!”
>You couldn’t get prime ribs around here, but still
>You bet Fluttershy helped with the questions too
>You grumble under your breath
>”Next question!”
>”Where did Anon come from?”
Earth!
>”You forgot to raise your hand…”
>Son of a bitch
>Fluttershy raises her “hand”
>”Earth.”
>”Correct!”
>Damn it
>Fluttershy squees
>She gives you a smug stare
>You would say smug look, but that human costume is stuck in a freaky smile
>Rainbow Dash goes balances another card between her hooves
>”Who is Anon’s marefriend?”
He has a girlfriend, which is me
>”Wrong!”
>Fluttershy raises her “hands”
>Her wings are flapping happily
>”M-me!”
>Everyone in the crowd lets out a d’aaaaw
>This is so unfair
>”Final question.”
>You’re gritting your teeth at this point
>”What is the airspeed velocity of an unladen swallow?”
>African or European?
>Oh right, no Earth
>You’re screwed
>Fluttershy raises her ‘hand’
>”Eleven m-meters per second…”
>She fumbles with her hooves
>”Or t-twenty four miles per hour.”
>Rainbow Dash smiles
>”That’s our animal expert! Fluttershy wins!”
>You stomp a foot
>Pinkie Pie begins to commentate again
>”Well, Spike it looks like Fluttershy has an early lead!”
>Spike nods
>”This Femanon, got her flank whooped.”
>”Don’t count her out just yet Spikey-wikey, there’s still the beauty competition.”
>”Heh more like a Nightmare Night costume competition….”
>You look at that horrible human suit
>There is no way you can lose this
>About ten minutes later you’re behind a makeshift curtain by some bleachers
>You’re up first
>You step out and half the crowd already goes wild
>Looks like you have some fans or something
>All these stallions and colts are staring at you like you’re the sexiest thing ever
>It’s really rustling you
>But you keep walking
>Then you strike a few poses
>Blow the crowd kiss
>You’re going to need a cold show after this
>Slap your ass, and walk off stage
>Well that was over quickly
>But the blow to your masculinity will take time to heal
>Shudder
>You have no idea what Flutterbutt has in store
>She pulls back the curtain, shivering in stage fright
>Dash roughly pushes her out onto the stage
>Then Fluttershy trips and the curtain drops down onto her
>She tries to stand up, but the costume makes it awkward
>After wobbling around, she just falls again
>Everyone must think this is extremely endearing
>They’re even cheering like she just did a wonderful performance
>This is awful
>Rainbow Dash sighs and drags her away
>Everyone votes on who was prettiest or whatever
>It takes some time
>They even had to do three recounts for some reason
>After that clusterfuck, Rainbow Dash announces the results
>”It’s……!”
>Cross your fingers
>”A tie.”
>Oh come on!
>Rainbow Dash looks impatient
>”These events are lame. Let’s do some more exciting ones.”
>Fluttershy isn’t paying attention and is looking at a list
>Dash snatches it from her
>”Let’s see…”
>You walk over and take a peek
>”These events can work.”
That list is just a list of fetishes she wants to try on Anon…
>”So? They seem pretty general.”
>The first on the list is swimming
>That’s not your fetish
>But it can’t be too bad
>It’s a good thing Rarity made you a one piece bathing suit
>You stretch
>Your make up is going to wash off, and it’ll probably be over after that
>You think…
>Fluttershy isn’t even wearing anything
>Her human suit is “naked”
>You can see a zipper on the back
>And another zipper around the crotch area
>Oh dear god
>Pinkie begins to commentate
>”This competition is a race in the river!”
>Spike rubs his chin
>”What are you predictions on the race?”
>”Well, both are very determined. So whoever’s the fastest swimmer?”
>Duh
>”Hehe I suggested to Dashie that they swim in syrup, but-“
>You stop paying attention to that
>Rainbow Dash blows a whistle
>You dive into the water
>You’re no Olympic athlete, but you’re a decent swimmer
>You press on ahead
>Fluttershy slowly goes into the water
>She struggles in the current
>It pulls her under
>Fluttershy tries to doggy paddle, but the costume weighs her down
>You’re going to win!
>You’re about to head to the finish when you notice she hasn’t even gotten close to catching up
>You turn around
>Oh shit
>She’s drowning!
>You swim against the current and grab onto her
>You awkwardly swim to the finish
>”Femanon wins…”
>Dash says with no enthusiasm, but her eyes widen when she sees Shy cradled in your arms
>You gently lay Fluttershy down
>You whisper
Cmon…wake up
>She’s not moving
>Really?
>You’re going to have to do this?
>Sigh
>Take off her human mask
>You lean in and put your mouth to hers
>Your lips meet and you breathe air into her
>The colts and stallions in the crowd go wild
>They whoop and wolf whistle
>Fluttershy stirs and wraps her hooves around your head
>She sticks her tongue into your mouth
Mmmph!
>She moans under her breath
>”Mmmmm Anon…”
>You harshly pull away
>Her eyes open
>She loses her smile
>”Eep!”
>”Um! Femanon I didn’t know it was you! I c-could have sworn *mumblemumble*…”
>She blushes deeply
>You realize your makeup is washed off
>Yet they still think you’re Femanon
>Your wig is still on and your chest is stuffed, but still…
>Fluttershy puts her human mask back on
>Her suit is all soggy
What’s next?
>Wipe your lips
>Fluttershy mumbles
>”Apples.”
>What kind of fetish was “apples” going to be?
That’s incredibly vague…what does that mean?!
>Applejack walks down from the bleachers
>”Applebucking of course!”
>Dash shakes her head
>”You always want to do that, how we use apples to hit a target?”
>Pinkie is now beside Applejack
>”Oh! Oh! Have them juggle the apples!”
>They all stare at each other, puzzled
>A few minutes later and you’re next to an apple tree
>Fluttershy is next to a nearby one
>They came to a compromise…
>First you must buck apples until you fill a bucket
>Then pick three bruised apples and juggle them
>Then while juggling, you go to a target
>Where you have three chances to hit the target, one for each apple that makes it to the other side
>Okay…
>How does this prove either of you a more suitable romantic partner for …you?
>You may as well ask why neither of the contestants are human females
>Well you’ve got the human aspect down
>And she’s got the female part
>That counts for something, right?
>Dash blows the whistle
>Ponies just seem to be better at applebucking because Fluttershy was able to get more apples per kick
>You’re not that far behind though, you fill up shortly afterward
>You both find your three bruised apples
>But she can’t juggle them for shit
>Her ‘hands’ are still really hooves after all
>It takes her forever to balance them with the suit on
>And then to actually juggle them
>She has to keep starting over
>You’re happily juggling away though
>You never really were a great juggler, but at a slower pace it’s easy
>You look back at your opponent
>Fluttershy is starting to get the hang of it
>You’re actually impressed
>Still she has no chance of winning
>The target is now in sight
>But then the apples acting as your fake boobs fall out
>Oh shit!
>You hastily stuff your chest with the two you’ve been juggling
>That leaves you with one apple now
>You throw it at the target
>It hits!
Whoo! Suck on that
>”You’re disqualified.”
Why?!
>”Because you cheated, you carried two apples in your chest.”
>Crap she knows about the fake breasts
I hit the target
>”But you didn’t finish juggling, and you carried the apples wrong.”
>”Point goes to Fluttershy!”
Are you even going to ask why I did that?
>”I don’t know you’ve had apples in your chest for some time now.”
>…
>She shrugs her withers
>”It’s probably a human thing.”
Never mind
>Fluttershy waddles over to the two of you
>There’s that list again
>”Ummmm…the only other um p-planned for Anon today is mud wrestling.”
>You wonder how that fetish attempt was going to go…
 
>You’re now at a large mud pit
>The rules to this one are much less random
>Whoever pins their opponent for ten seconds wins
>Easy
>Fluttershy looks pretty determined
>Her hooves are dragging along the ground, she even snorts
>”A-anon is mine, you don’t d-deserve him!”
>Spike whistles
>”This is turning into a pretty heated battle!”
>Pinkie Pie is munching on some popcorn
>She’s too absorbed in eating to respond
>Rainbow Dash blows her whistle
>Butterfly butt flies at you
>You duck, but she kicks you from behind
>You hit the ground and become covered in mud
>Damn, she’s not as bad as you thought she would be
>But you’re not about to lose to some tiny horse
>You roll over and kick her face
>It stuns her, but she takes flight
>The human costume weighs her down
>It prevents her from staying in the air for too long
>She charges at you
>This time you’re ready
>From what you can gather the sensitive part of the wing is where it connects to the body
>The wing-pit, that’s what it’s called
>If you strike her there it should give you an advantage
>Fluttershy’s about to stomp you with her front hooves
>You jam your fingers into her wing pits just before she collides
>”Gah!”
>She falls sharply to the side
>Mud splatters all over her coat
>You pin her down
>10
>9
>8
>7
>”No I can’t lose…I have to win for him!”
>She struggles and gets a leg free
>Fluttershy kicks your stomach
>You stumble backward
>Fluttershy charges into you, but you catch her by the head
>Without warning she spins around and kicks your head
>She misses, but then your wig comes off
>Everyone gasps
>You’re not even scared or anything
>You’re actually kind of annoyed
>All the colts and stallions are retching in disgust
>Many grumble and leave
>You’ve been wearing the same shoes!
>Your make up was gone!
>Ah screw it
>Fluttershy gasps
>Then she looks sorry
>She takes off her human mask
>Then she nuzzles you, and then mashes her lips onto yours
>”Mmmmm~!”
>”Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaw.”
>Everyone thinks it’s cute
>Pinkie pie is giggling like crazy, and Dash just shakes her head
>Push her away and break the kiss
>”I’m so sorry Anon!....But um why-“
>You already know what she’s going to ask
I’ve um always wanted to try cross-dressing?
>”Well I think you look beautiful.”
>She smiles
Really?
>”Different, but beautiful.”
>She says that about your body in general
Aren’t you turned off?!
>”No, you’re still my Anon.”
Oh come on…
>She frowns now
>”This is another plan to drive me away?”
>Fluttershy rubs her hoof on the ground
>”That book is a bad influence on you, mister.”
>Pfff
>Like she’s so much better
I wouldn’t have to find a turn-off if you just left me alone
>”I love you…”
>She looks at you, hopefully with her large soft eyes
>”I’m willing to take part in any fetish you want.”
You’re a pony
>”Um, no I’m human now.”
No you’re not, that ugly costume isn’t my fetish
>”Oh….”
>You get up and walk home
>She doesn’t follow
>Fluttershy seems to be pondering these events
>Rainbow mumbles something to her, but you can’t hear it
>When you arrive home you shower
>Get dressed in your normal clothes
>The wig is a muddy mess
>You’ll return it later
>You sigh
>Today was a disappointing day
>But things just got out of hand
>You need a more solid plan
>You head over to your desk
>Open the drawer
>No book…
>That can’t be right
>You left it here
>Then it hits you
>She’s taking it away from you
>You run outside
>Scan the area
>There!
>Three bunnies are awkwardly carrying the book
>You sprint towards them
>Son of a bitch
No!
>You’re close now
>The bunnies panic
>One hops away
>The other jumps to the side
>And one jumps in front of you
>Nonono!
>You hear a cracking sound
>Your eyes widen as your foot punts the rabbit off into the distance
>There’s a gasp nearby
>You slowly pick up your book, but your heart is racing
>You look to your side
>Fluttershy is standing there, trembling
>Her ears are flattened, and she looks at you with large terrified eyes
>The pegasus’ mouth gapes in shock after witnessing what just happened
End of Part 3
 
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