Title:           (Clop) Flutter-Rape: Pony Fetish
Author:          Pony_Azathoth
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First Edit:      Sunday 31st of March 2013 09:48:02 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 31st of March 2013 09:48:02 PM CDT

>Stardate, flutterrape
>Awaken
>Walk to bathroom for early morning piss
>You don't shit in the morning
>Suddenly, doorbell
>IT BEGINS
>drag self downstairs
>Arrive at door
>Open it
>See fluttershy standing there
>She's got a muzzle on, and a doggy tail sticking out from under her real tail; probably from a dildo
>She tries to speak under the muzzle
"Is puppy play your fetish anon?"
>Shake your head
"No, it's not."
>She nods
"Ok- see you tomorrow!"
>Walks off, you get to see that dildo sticking out her ass
>You shiver
>Jesus christ, how horrifying
>Then you think of something
"Hey fluttershy!"
>She turns around
"You want to know my fetish?"
>Fluttershy appears next to you almost instantly, nodding her head madly
"Puppy play isn't my fetish... but pony play is."
>The floodgates open
>She walks off, liquids drooling from her cunt from what she's gonna do tomorrow
>You grin, tomorrow is gonna be fun
>You're going to be
>Fucking Fluttershy
 
>Day 2
>You expect fluttershy today
>She came yesterday as a puppy, now she will come as a pony.
>But not just a pony, a fetish pony
>You aren't sure what gets you off about it. Maybe it's because they are already ponies, but this is more demeaning somehow
>Maybe it's the embarrassment of being treated like a feral, animal pony from your world
>Maybe it's the kinky saddle stuff, or the riding crops
>Who knows
>Whatever the reason, it gets you hard, and that's all that matters
>You actually shower today, and shave
>You shat last night however
>You just can't poop in the morning
>But now you're giddy and excited, you dirty perverted man
>Fluttershy took a bit longer getting here today
>But soon enough, it happened
>A knocking on the door
>You run down, like a kid at christmas
>But you regain your composure upon opening the door
>Before you, is fluttershy
>She is wearing a light-blue saddle, with straps that wrap around her body
>She is also wearing a sort of tail-strap that keeps her tail up
>Stirrups and all, she is totally into this
>And the cherry on top is the riding crop in her mouth
>You step back, and invite her inside
>An evil grin spreads onto your face
>Fluttershy trots inside slowly and daintily, before standing in the center of your living room.
>She walks towards you a few steps, before dropping the crop and stepping back, totally still
>You smile, picking up the crop
>First, you circle her with crop in hand, checking out her every angle and part of her body
>You get a nice view of her ass and private parts; she cannot cover them with her tail
>She looks straight ahead, but her blue eyes move to follow yours
>Finally, you step towards her small body, and step over her, straddling over her body
>Wordlessly, you take the reigns.
 
>You pull back on the bright reigns, the bit in her mouth forcing her head back.
>Her wings pop out, either from discomfort, the desire to flee, or arousal
>Works for you.
>Then, you reach the crop back and gently tap her on the flank with it
>She makes a noise through the bit, her whole body shaking a little, her hooves making little steps in discomfort
>You grin maliciously, it was time
>Finally, you reach the crop high up and bring it down hard on her flank
>Fluttershy throws her head back as the crop slaps her flank, you feel elated
"This is for all those days..." You say breathlessly, taking out your anger on the little pony
>With another mighty strike, you slap her rear, picking up the pace and slapping again and again
>The pony shudders underneath you, unable to get away or fight as you mercilessly slap the sensitive skin, her rear soon becoming beat red
>You lower the crop, looking back at your work
>You reach down a hand, grabbing a handful of her gracious ass
>Fluttershy's tail spikes up as you do so, totally lost in the pain and pleasure
>You see her pussy drenched in wetness, in heat
>She wants it bad, she needs it bad
>You grin, giving one final slap to her rear with your hand, fluttershy flicking her tail and moaning into the bit
"You think we're finished? I haven't even shown off MY little pony yet~"
>Your words are nearly breathless, you are lost in the sensation of dominating this poor pony
>Fluttershy looks up and back at you with a pathetic expression of helplessness and desire
>You hold up a finger, you have something for her.
 
>You leave the room to go for a special toy you bought yesterday afternoon, after Fluttershy affirmed what would happen today
>You show it to her, it's a buttplug
>Her eyes widen, and she starts to breath deeper, but she doesn't move a step as you move to her rear
>You gently rub her abused ass, her tail raising high obediently
>You rub the buttplug in her pussy juice, getting it nice and wet before poking it around her asshole
>The doughnut-shaped ring of muscle parts, fluttershy groans and bends forward instinctively to accept the toy
>You wiggle it inside, patting it as it sinks fully inside the pony's asshole
>You step back, and fluttershy's tail remains up, she still cannot lower it to hide her shame
>You snap the crop against your leg, bringing her to attention
"At my side."
>You command, and she follows
>Without another word, you both leave your house and make for town.
>Fluttershy's eyes hit the ground as you both walk, your pony walking faithfully beside you
>You take the reigns in one hand, guiding her along the streets
>Onlookers walk and gawk, and children are harshly shoved indoors at this depraved display
>No matter where you take her, her tail is held high, showing her drooling cunt and her occupied asshole, occasionally clenching and whining silently underneath her gear
>Her saddle clinks a bit as you turn the corner, bringing her around Sugarcube corner
>You see all the other mane 6 there. This was gonna be fun.
 
>You bring her inside, the bell clinks and all becomes silent as you parade her around the store
>Pinkie's mouth is agape as you take fluttershy up to their table, before turning her around right as a drop of her marejuice hits the floor
>You then walk out, throwing one look back at the table
>They look horrified, but aroused
>You then see Rarity flutter her eyelashes at you, and raise a hoof to her ear as if holding something. Then, she mouths the words 'call me' before you leave
>You shake your head, you love these mares
 
>The pony sobs, her chance ruined
>She shivers in place, her gear clinking
"I-I'm s-s-sorry..."
>Her voice is shaking, the horror on her eyes
>She sobs again, this time louder, tears welling in her eyes
"P-please..."
>She whispers, stepping closer to you once
>You growl at her, throwing the riding crop at her
"Bad pony."
>Fluttershy busts into tears, her wings flapping as if to try and make her escape this situation
>She runs to the door, her head down and she runs out of your house, kicking up dust
>You may have overdone it a little
 
>The next day, you wake up feeling like shit
>You step out of your house, going to town
>There, you see the mane 6 minus flutters talking in hushed tones
>They stop when they see you, and they glare
>You step closer, and Twilight shakes her head
>Rainbow Dash points her hoof off towards the everfree, towards Fluttershy's cabin
>You understand
>Soon enough, you make your way there
>You step up to the door and knock
>All you hear is a slight movement, no words
>You know she's in there, so you start to talk
"Listen, fluttershy. What happened yesterday.... was a mistake. It wasn't meant to be like that. I was just angry is all- I mean it just took you so long to guess my fetish and I just was so horny and wanted you so bad..."
>You shake your head a little, hearing nothing from inside
>Then, you hear a little whinny
>You perk up, opening the door
"Fluttershy?"
>You peak inside, and then you see it
>It's a horse-post inside her house, and she was tied to it
>But this time, she was even more decked out
>she had blinders on, and her tail was wrapped and tucked
>Her hooves were bound in something, her saddle strapped and ready
>She moved gently, clinking a bit, not being able to see or move
>A smile slowly creeps onto your face
>You know what you're going to be doing for the next couple of hours.
>Fucking Fluttershy.
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