>In Canterlot
>Participating in the Hearths Warming Eve play as a stage hand
>Lyra, the Director, decided to put you at that position.
>You do your job setting up the props, but you see her staring at your hands.
>2creepy4me
>Finish and dodge the fuck out of there, heading to the back.
>Sees the Mane 5 getting their makeup and costumes done.
Wait, 5? Who is mi..
Of course...
>"Anon!" Lyra yells out. "Anon, go find Fluttershy."
Can't you get someone else to do it?
>"I could do that, but then I will have to find another use for those hands." She gives you those bedroom eyes.
>nopenopenope
>turn 360 degrees and moonwalk the fuck away.
>hear Lyra giggling as you go search for Yellow Rapist.
 
>No sign of the yellow one.
>The play won't be on for a good hour.
>Nature started to call
>You shouldn't have had that Sunny D earlier.
>Wait, did Ponies have Sunny D as a drink?
>Meanwhile
>Celestia just came out of the restroom with a bottle full of yellow liquid
>slaps a label of Sunny D on it.
>"Now...where is Anon. I know he'll be parched during the play."
>You just got a bad feeling.
>Shake it off as you come to a door that may be a colt's restroom.
>You fling the door open, the sign flying off.
>It was a utility closet
>Inside was just a hole in the wooden floor.
>Decide that ponies don't use toilets and decide to roll with it.
>Unzip your pants, letting your dick out.
>And you just let it flow.
>As you go, you hear a slight moan coming from the hole.
Odd...
>You look down and you are shocked at what you see.
>It's Fluttershy with her eyes as she receives a golden shower, rubbing her hoof at her marehoof.
WHAT THE FUCK!?!?
>Fluttershy snapped back to reality
>Oh, there goes gravity
>The spaghetti she is exhuming could feed a crouded Italian restaurant.
>The stream kept flowing
>You couldn't stop.
>Some of it went into her mouth.
>She drank it.
>Whatever blood from your penis quickly left.
>If your penis could shrink into your body, it would.
>Finally the stream finished.
 
>She comes out of the hole, her face hiding behind her wet mane.
>She smells horrible.
Fluttershy!
>"S-so watersports isn't your fetish?"
Oh god no!
>You want to cry
>You just pissed on a pony
>and now she reeks of piss.
What possessed you to do this?
>She says nothing.
Well?
>In a blur, she flies up and kisses you. Her strength was unnatural.
>Your mouth was open, and she slips her tongue inside.
>Try your best not to vomit.
>You eventually overpower her and pull her off.
>Now you smell like piss, and tasted your own excrement.
>"Is fluid swapping your fetish? You know you liked it, M-mister."
GOD NO!
>She shrinks down, hiding in fear from your voice.
>You want to hit her, but decide against it.
Look, the play will start in...30 minutes. You stink and need to clean you. Where's the nearest restroom?
>She looks down and points to her left
>"J-just a few doors down."
>You poke your head out look both ways. It's clear.
>You lift her in your arms, and bolt towards the actual colts room.
>Just when things were looking up, Lady Luck frowns on you.
>"Anon, there you are!" It's fucking hand pony
Lyra, not now. I found Fluttershy. She wasn't feeling well. Need to take her to-
>"No, we need her in costume now. The play will start soon!"
>This is bad
>This is REALLY bad.
>You need to think of something quick.
>That's when you have an idea.
Hey, isn't that Derpy messing with the lights?
>"Damn it. DERPY, GET OVER HERE!"
>She trots off, buying you some time
 
>Duck inside the colts room.
Thank Celestia this is a one pony restroom.
>"You're welcome."
>You look towards where the voice came from.
>Nothing. You shrug and go back to the task at hand, cleaning fluttershy.
>You lock the door behind, making sure no pony comes in.
>There's a sink and some soap. Good. You move behind her and start the cleaning.
>Taking some soap, lathering it up and scrubbing her mane, eventually moving to the rest of her body.
>Flutterkink starts moaning, her wings extending.
>Damn it Fluttershy
>Try to ignore it and work on her body.
>Every part is done besides her wings.
>You don't want to do this, but you have to. And the play is starting real soon.
>Time is of the essence.
>You sigh to yourself.
This is in no way sexual...got that!
>She meekly nods, but that was thrown out as she begins moaning more as your hands moved through her wings.
>This felt like torture.
For the play...and Lyra not having your ass.
>"What was that Ano-aaaah!!"
Nothing.
>Your hands worked their way along her wingspan. Fluttershy was getting too excited, you could tell from the musky scent.
>She even felt you up. You couldn't stop her since you wanted this over quick, so you let her have her fun.
>As you finished her wings, she tensed up and fell limp.
>Probably came from that.
>Now you felt even more dirty.
 
>You took a bucket and filled it with cold water, dumping it on the unsuspecting Fluttershy.
>She jumps up in fright, gasping for air.
You done?
>She nods
Good, now if there was a way to Dry you quickly.
>Just as you said that, a golden aura engufed fluttershy.
>Just like that, the wet mass of yellow and pink was completely dried.
Thank you based god!
>"You're Welcome"
>You creek your neck towards the window and see
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>You screamed, Fluttershy screams because you are screaming, Celestia holds up a bottle of Sunny D.
>You get the fuck out of there.
NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE
>Fluttershy gallops into you, you both go flying into a rack of costumes
>You come out looking likes some diamond Dog, she's somehow is in her Private Pansy costume.
>The magic of cartoons.
 
>The play went off without any problems
>Besides that entire ordeal, you are happy at how things turned out.
>You sit on the side, watching as Fluttershy mumbles some lines.
>Lyra walks up to you and sits next to you.
>Staring at your hands.
>You don't notice as she leans in about to lick them.
>But then she stops as the stench of your urine hits her nose.
>She shoves you off of the box you were on and glares at you.
>"Anon, you stink. Go clean up or something."
>She walks away.
>You lie on your back, staring at the bright lights.
>You did your job.
>You did it for the play.
>And now you smell like piss for it.
>Fucking Fluttersh-
>Celestia teleports beside you, hands you a bottle of Sunny D
>You sigh and take it. At least you can have a tasty beverage to lift your spirits.
>Nice and cold. Just the way you like it.
>As you drink it, you hear her say something, but you were lost in it's sweet, tangy flavor.
What was that Princess?
>"I said, I'm glad you like it. I made it myself, with natural ingredients."
>She put an extreme emphasis on that last sentence.
>You nod. Then it hits you.
>You were drinking her piss.
>You do a spit take as Celestia walks off.
Fucking Molestia.