>You gaze upon Ponyville from the comfort of your warm room.
>The sun is rising, no clouds in the sky and upon opening your window, the air feels tranquil. It smells as sweet as a bouquet of tulips.
>It's another great day in Equestria. So long as SHE doesn't show up.
 
>Walking along to Sugarcube Corner, you're greeted by a familiar face.
>"Howdy, Femanon! Boy, sure is a perfect day today."
Hey Applejack! Yeah, it's looking that way. I gotta rush, but I'll catch up with you sometime.
>"Sure thang!"
>She walks off with a smile on her face.
>With a bounce in your step, you go on your way to Sugarcube Corner, distracted from what you should've been looking out for all along.
>An obstacle appears in your way, and suddenly your face is scraping along the floor. Ouch.
>"Hello, Femanon."
>Dammit, it's her.
>You flip yourself over, turning around to see that Fluttershy is staring right at you. Between her hooves, she's holding some rope.
>Not this again.
>Scrambling to your feet, you rush away from her.
>"I'm gonna lasso you... if that's okay with you, that is."
No, we're not going through this again! Remember what happened last time?!
>The yellow p0ny stops rushing after you, bringing a hoof up to her jaw.
 
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>You begin to flashback, remembering the last time you had tried to seduce Femanon.
>Inside your basement, she was unconscious, hanging lifelessly from the rope you'd tied her in.
>She looked so sexy when she was helpless.
>Her unconscious grin was to die for. Her huge ass was like a gift from Celestia herself. Her enormous boobs, so immaculate.
>Shivering in want of her, you quickly trot over to her. Nop0ny had ever turned you on like this before.
>How did she do it? She wasn't even a p0ny for Celestia's sake. Fluttershy, you are one messed up girl.
>But for now, she was the messed up one. And you're about to get to do whatever you want to her.
>A muffled scream tickled your eardrum.
>"WHGHRE THGE FGGK AM UGH!?"
>Or, so you thought.
>Spitting out the gag in her mouth, Femanon began to make as much noise as possible.
No, no! Please, calm down... don't shout. It's okay... you're going to love this!
>As you approached her, Femanon just wouldn't stop screaming. She was shaking too.
>Shaking too much for your liking.
>"YES, I'M OUTTA THIS THING!"
>Dammit. You never were good at knots.
>The naked body of Femanon teased your eyes.
>But that body leaving your basement told your eyes to fuck right off.
NO! GET BACK HERE, FEMANON! YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL!
>Trying to catch up to her, you rush after Femanon.
>Femanon slams the door in your face, and in moments, you're on the floor, KO'd.
>You were so close to finally caressing her warm body.
>Dammit, Fluttershy.
 
>Wait... SHE'S GETTING AWAY AGAIN!
 
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>After Fluttershy had stopped, remembering your last encounter you escape from her lasso.
>You bolt into Sugarcube Corner, hoping she won't notice where you've gone.
>You hear her calling your name, with each repeat getting closer and closer...
>You whisper for Mr. or Mrs. Cake to help you, but there's no-one to be found in the building.
>What can you defend yourself with in here?
>Scanning your eyes left and right, the closest thing to you is a goddamn cake.
>Well, better than nothing.
>You bring it to your chest, in hopes that psycho p0ny has an allergy to flour.
 
>"Femanon? Femanon?! FEMANON?!?!"
>Fluttershy's booming voice encompassed the entire building.
>You couldn't have possibly escaped from her in here.
>She crashes in the door, while you hide under a table.
>Desperately pleading your name, she begins to overturn everything in sight.
>If you could just hurry up the stairs while she's focused on the other side of the room...
>You take off one of the cherries on the cake and throw it on the far counter.
>Flutters turns around, allowing you to escape.
>Your heart is coming up in your throat, but you persevere, dashing up the stairs.
>Inside one of the rooms, you take refuge.
 
 
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>Why won't Femanon love you?
>You cry out for her, but her beautiful voice doesn't return the call.
>Instead, you've embarrassed yourself. Everyp0ny is looking right at you.
>In your mind, you can hear their thoughts.
>They're all laughing at you. But when did they not?
>Nobody likes you anyway. Except Femanon, but she just won't admit it.
>You teeter away on your hooves, blushing.
>WAIT! Femanon was on her way to work today!
 
>You crash into Sugarcube Corner, calling out her name.
>This was going to be difficult.
>With the rope around your waist, you begin your search.
>Grabbing the tables, you fling them over in a hectic rush, you MUST have Femanon.
>You didn't think it was possible for a human to fit into a small cupboard, but you raid the entire kitchen in search for your beloved.
>Finally, you hear something. Was it her?
>On the floor, you see a cherry rolling.
>Where did it come from?
>You gaze around the colourful surrounding.
>Upon seeing a lone table on the other side of the room, you gallop towards it.
>You have her now!
>You flip the table over and...
 
>She's not there.
>How can she not be there?
>Where did the cherry come from otherwise?
>Unless...
>She's went UPSTAIRS!
 
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>The tap-tap of hooves on the floor repeats in your ear.
>You can even smell that disgusting p0ny. God, it's as if she's bathed in sewage.
>...So why does it make your panties sticky?
>Whatever, you had to make sure she wasn't going to find you.
>Looking around the room, you leapt from the door and ran straight into the closet.
>Inside closets were always safe. Always stay inside the closet.
>As far in as possible.
 
>Doors were beginning to be flung open, she was getting closer to her prize now.
>You hear her demolishing everything in her way. Everything was getting thrown around.
>Why did she want you so much? You were completely different species!
>Is it bestiality if a p0ny wants a human?
>With the cake still in your hands, you hear her crash into your room.
>Shit. This could be it.
>The bed was completely ruined.
>She must have found a hammer or something, the awful noise of her smashing it to shit could deafen anyone.
>"Nope... not there."
>As your heard her voice, it suddenly clicked in your head.
>Your pupils shrink to atomic sizes.
>You could be raped by this fucking psycho.
>The psycho with a HAMMER. Or even worse!
>"There's a closet in here?"
>Shit. Shit! SHIT!
>This was the end!
 
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>She's gotta be up here somewhere. She's just gotta!
>Gingerly, you open up one of the doors.
>Thank goodness Mr. and Mrs. Cake aren't home. You wouldn't want to ruin their home... not completely anyway.
>Exploring every inch of each room was getting tiring. Especially without moving anything.
>This was taking too long. You could get in a lot of trouble for this, but...
>You just HAD to have Femanon's sweet cherry. And not the one she must've thrown.
>Hectically you barge into one of the rooms, and tear it up as if you were the Collosus.
Celestia, forgive me...
>You throw everything around the room, looking for your trophy.
>Why on earth did the Cakes even need so many rooms? They only had Pinkie, the twins and themselves to lodge! That's only 3 rooms!
 
>Upon entering one of the rooms, it was more of an extra-space sort of deal than any of the other ones.
>No decorations, no colours, just... incredibly bland.
>Box upon box was piled on top of each other. How could a p0ny even move in here?
>And why was there STILL a bed in here?
>You thought you were odd.
 
>Right in front of you, a tool was on the floor. You remember Applejack calling one a "hammer" before.
>You had no idea what that meant, but you knew it could break things.
>No longer willing to wait, your nether regions pleading for Femanon, you begin smashing.
>Every box had fallen down, and you could actually see where you were.
>A single door that was closed begged for you to open it.
There's a closet in here?
>Oh goodness.
>She is in there.
>You could smell her. You could almost... taste her.
>Walking towards the cloest door, you put your ear next to it.
>Her panting couldn't disguise itself from you now.
>You grab the door handle and fling it open.
 
>Your prize was in there. Holding a cake, of all things.
>It had cherries on top.
>A horrified look spreads across Femanon's face.
Aren't you just overjoyed to see me?
>Femanon was flabbergasted. She couldn't speak.
>She simply shook her head.
>You put on the most seductive voice you could.
Well... I'm happy to see you.
>Femanon begins panting. She drops the cake and tries to back away from you.
You can't run from me now...
>Femanon's face turned pale.
>You slowly begin to explore her body, groping her firm tits.
>She closes her eyes, and lets it happen.
Don't worry... I'm not gonna hurt you...
>She lets out a tiny whimper.
>You move your leg, swiping beneath hers. She falls to the floor.
>Sliding off her shirt, you see her breasts pop out as soon as it comes away.
>Pressing yourself against her, she let out a small moan.
Now Femanon, we're gonna start slowly...
>You hold her down, and bring your soaked whispering eye up to her face.
 
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>You lay motionless as Flutters brings her trash can-smelling genitals to your blank stare.
>You can't believe she finally caught you, and she's about to get her way.
>As everything seemed lost, you catch sight of the one thing you forgot about.
>Your defence. Your cake.
>Just before she makes contact with your face, you jerk in a motion with just enough force to slide out from under her.
>Grabbing the cake in one swift move, you do the unthinkable.
>Putting the cake in place of your face, you shove the entire thing into Fluttershy.
>She lets out a cry.
>"FEMANON, NO!"
>With an almost evil laugh, you begin your escape.
>Pushing her off of your legs, you nab your T-shirt from the floor and get the fuck out of dodge.
>With Fluttershy laying motionless, you say one last thing.
BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME, FLUTTERBUTT.