Title:           [FlutterRape(?)] The Sounds of an Angel (Clop)
Author:          FiftyShadesofYellow
Pastebin link:   http://pastebin.com/J7hUcp7u
First Edit:      Wednesday 4th of June 2014 12:49:25 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Wednesday 4th of June 2014 12:49:25 AM CDT

>Be in Anon's POV.
>You're tired and exhausted from a shitty day at work.
>Walk inside your home that is in a colorful land filled with multicolored talking p0nies.
>Throw work related shit to the nearest table stand and head for bedroom to change into something more comfortable.
>Head upstairs and head down the hallway to a door on the left.
>As you do so, there's some odd sounds emerging from the other side of the door.
>Sounds of... a familiar mare pleasing herself.
>It's dainty, tender, and... anxious.
>Rapidly open the door.
>The first thing you see Fluttershy laying on your bed.
>She appears to have her wings extended out, having a very flushed face, and with both of her hooves on her delicate, unclaimed, marehood.
>It appears to be bathing in her own fluids.
>She hears the door open and turns to your direction.
>She stops, and the blushing spreads from her to you.
>Both of you stammer at the scene that is happening on your king sized bed.
>"Y-you're home! I'm so sorry, I just... couldn't resist you... I... I broke in from the window right there, and... the smell of you right here... it so... fascinating."
>Normally, you would be enraged and kick the little fucker out the remainder of your window.
>But... seeing her like this, those sounds of a gentle Angel ready to snow for all the people to bask in its gift, and that tight, cherry vagina ready to be pleased by any penis...
>It changes you... and a dick already on its way to full formation.
>Without saying a word, you take off every article of clothing you're wearing.
>The timid mare watches in awe of what she's witnessing in front of her.
>After you finally take off your boxers, the graceful mare shrinks her pupils as she sees your flesh missile ready for take off
>It's barely at the launching step.
>You slowly stroll to the tremendous bed containing your future partner in a very passionate exercise.
>You climb on, and position yourself over the lovely animal caretaker.
"Are you ready for what you truly want?"
>"Y-yes...... please..." It's barely audible to you.
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>You lower yourself, and slowly insert Winky, the milk spitting tunnel ferret into the mare's foal creator.
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>The mare's moans fill the room, making the abnormal song coming from somewhere barely hear able.
>Her strong, tightened pleasure cave is barely passable for your friend.
>You do not give up, and continue to fill it with your nut cannon.
>She starts to continue her harmonious, cheerful sounds.
>Now that it's able to slide in a little better, you decide to go a little more fast.
>The gracious moans grow louder and stronger.
>Only a few seconds pass, and already a steady river of her fluids start flowing.
>Your Ferret pal talks to you through your nerves.
>"We must go faster..."
>You obey the command.
>The mare's squeal gets more and more roaring.
>"Deeper..."
>Yet again, you follow the order from your friend from downstairs.
>You force the mare's pleasure well to accept the Ferret completely.
>"MAXIMUM SPEED, YOU CHICKENSHIT!"
>Feeling somewhat guilt, pleasure, and happiness, you accept the request, and activate the limit for thrusting.
>The mare goes all out shouting the sounds of pleasure.
>If only she said your name once.
>Her love cavern is flowing out crimson and translucent residue onto your demanding pal.
>As it comes to her climax, her marehood tightens up.
>Grasping your friend in place, he somehow releases his home made yogurt into the mares love butter.
>A pileup occurs inside, with the sound of her achieving the most sensible thing in her life.
>Finally, as the transfer ends, she releases her muscles, and lets your friend out of its holding place.
>As he exits, so does the three mixtures from within the mare's sensible tunnel.
>You collapse over her, and catch your breath as she does the same thing.
>She leans closer to your ear.
>"I... love you... Anon."
>You bring your arms back and curl her in them.
>You face the top of her head, and give a small kiss to her forehead.
>She ascends to face you and return the favor.
>Only to give you a firm smooch on your lips.
>She blushes and lowers herself down to your torso, and sleeps.
>You do the same, slowly closing your eyes and seeing the tiresome mare as the last thing before you rest.
 
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