Title:           Anon's cute manhood, part 1? [Clop] (Rarity and Fluttershy)
Author:          Uh-hmmm
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First Edit:      Sunday 22nd of June 2014 07:17:03 AM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 22nd of June 2014 07:17:03 AM CDT

> Rarity hums in contentment, utterly relaxed under your hands.
> "Oh darling, be careful or I might lock you up and keep you for myself~."
> This is a favor for a friend, nothing more.
> This is your mantra.
> You are not aroused by-
> "Harder, Anonymous! Oh!"
> You pop a boner, massaging your number one clothes supplier and roommate.
> She chooses this moment to adjust her position, and you can only stare in horror and desire as her flank presses against your crotch.
> She freezes.
"Sorry, it just sorta-"
> She laughs.
> "Oh, Anonymous, it is entirely understandable. To tell the truth, I had been wondering when something like this would happen."
> You lean back onto your haunches.
"Y-you have?"
> Rarity draws her legs up underneath herself, and turns around.
> "Of course! My friends and I couldn't help but notice your insistence on being clothed. But now, I think you are suitably inclined to removing them. Am I wrong?"
> Has she talked about this to her friends?
> It still baffles you how casual ponies can be about these things.
> If she wants to see it, though...
"You ponies are lucky you are so cute."
> Rarity smiles in satisfaction as you pull down your pants.
> You pause at your boxers; this is a bigger step for you than you'd like to admit.
> Rarity stops staring at your crotch and glances up at you.
> "Darling, I was rather hoping to see more than your legs bared."
> That does it.
> You are fully erect as you slide off your boxers.
> You look up to see an odd smile on Rarity's face.
> As you straighten, her lips twitch, and she covers her mouth with a hoof.
"Rarity?"
> She fails to stiffle a giggle.
> "Oh Anon, it's so cute! Tell me you named it, you absolutely have to have named it."
> Your cheeks redden, but you respond.
"I call it Anon Jr."
> "Junior!"
> She dissolves into a fit of giggles.
> You angrily pull up your underwear and pants.
"Very funny. I might talk to you again next week. Good bye."
> You stalk off, only to find the door locked with magic.
> Damn unicorns.
> "Now, don't be like that, I'm very sorry I laughed at your tiny colthood."
> You turn around and scowl at her.
"Tiny? And you are trying to apologize?"
> She draws herself up proudly.
> "Well, I can hardly call it large, now can I? We've both seen Big Mac at the market."
> That sobers you up, somewhat.
> Earth ponies are intimidating.
> You shake your head.
"That's not the point, Rarity. You laughed at me, then insulted me as part of your apology. I don't appreciate that. You can find me at Fluttershy's, once you've learned to apologize properly."
> She seems honestly taken aback at how upset you are.
> This time, the door opens, and you stride off angrily.
 
> You feel yourself calming down in Fluttershy's parlor.
> "You can keep petting my mane. Um. If you want to."
> She's laying on her side, her head in your lap.
> You're not sure when this started, but it helps to pet her like this.
> Goodness knows you've had more than your fair share of frustrations since coming to live in pony land.
> And more, living with that mare.
> Your fingers card through her silky hair, and you feel another little bit of your anger whittled away.
> You sigh.
"I don't know what I'd do without you, Fluttershy."
> She smiles a little at that.
> Then she pauses.
> "Anonymous? If you don't mind me asking, what was it?"
> You run your hand down her neck, drawing comfort from her soft warmth.
"Rarity, again. For a cultured mare, she can be awfully rude."
> Fluttershy glances at you, then away.
> "I wouldn't say that's the real Rarity, but that she shows that side to you... Doesn't that make you better friends than if she always was careful to respect your feelings?"
> You lean back an sigh again.
"You're probably right. Still, I don't think I can just forgive her right away."
> She nods.
> "That's okay. Um. If it doesn't upset you too much, what was the fight about?"
> You stare at her, unable to even lie.
> She looks away, saddened.
> "It's okay, you don't have to tell me."
> Damn cute ponies.
> You rake a hand through your hair, thinking quickly.
"She... saw something of mine, and laughed at it. I got upset, and she accidentally insulted me while apologizing."
> Fluttershy looks up at you.
> "What was it?"
> ...
"My manhood."
> She's confused.
> "Do you, maybe, have it with you? If I could see it, then I might understand."
> There's no easy way of saying this.
"It's my cock."
> She sits up straight.
> "Rarity got see it? Before m-, I mean, I would like to see it too, if that's alright."
> You stare at her for a bit.
"Are all of you so curious?"
> Fluttershy won't meet your eyes.
> "We might talk about it, every once in a while. Idly. Without charts."
> You suddenly have a bad feeling about Twilight.
"If it means so much to you..."
> Fluttershy nods intently.
> You do it all at once, revealing your half-flacid dick.
> Okay, you did not think this through.
> She looks at you in concern.
> "Is it okay?"
> You grunt in frustration.
"Just a moment."
> You give yourself a few pumps, aided by the intense look of concentration on yellowquiet's face.
> You let go, Anon Jr. at full mast.
> Fluttershy glances up at you, then back at your dick.
> "Can I... Can I touch it?"
> Now this is what you are talking about.
> You nod with a smile.
> She tentatively stretches out a hoof, barely brushing your shaft.
> "So smooth." She murmurs.
> She strokes it with the soft part of her hoof, constantly looking to you for approval.
"You can taste it, if you want."
> Fluttershy frowns.
> "I don't think that will help. We just need to keep touching it, so it can grow to a normal size."
> That sounds great, but this is one of your beat friends.
> You have to be honest.
"This is about as big as it gets. Touching it was just sexual stimulation."
> Understanding dawns.
> She looks at her hoof, then at your face.
> "Oh."
> Fluttershy pats you on the shoulder.
> "I'm sure somewhere, you'll find a mare that is happy with you."
> It's not much better than Rarity's try, but you can't get mad at Fluttershy.
> Just then, there is a knocking at the door.
> Yellowquiet pats you again, then flutters over to the door.
> She opens it, and you suddenly realize that you are exposed.
> You cover your crotch and try to edge away inconspicuously.
> Fluttershy steps aside, revealing Rarity.
> You stop your efforts, and just resign yourself to your fate.
> Rarity actually looks contrite, and the bags next to her might contain a clothing bribe.
> "I really do apologize for my utterly dreadful comments this morning. I now realize that colthoods are a very sensitive subject, and need to be handled delicately."
> This apology? You can accept. The accidental innuendo certainly helps.
"I accept your apology. As long as you keep that in mind, I think we'll be fine."
> Fluttershy claps in muted joy.
> "I'm just so glad you two could make up."
> Rarity smiles.
> "Me too. Anonymous, I made some clothes for you, would you like to try them on?"
> This is often how you two make up.
> You love getting flattering items to wear, and she loves seeing how they look on an unusual form.
> You get up from your seat, ready to step into some new threads.
> Then she levitates a few pieces into view, and you sit right back down.
> "I figured Anon Jr. could use a little flair, if you know what I mean."
> It's a beret, a scarf, and a jacket, all doll-sized.
"You want to dress up my penis."
> Fluttershy misses your flat tone completely, and claps some more.
> "Oh, that is a great idea, Rarity! I'm sure Anon will be much more confident showing his colthood off, if it's well dressed!"
> No ladies, you are having the opposite effect.
 
> Whatever.
> You officially do not care at this point.
> "I'm glad you agree, Fluttershy. I have several outfits I'd like to try, and-"
> She sees you in your apathetic state.
> "Oh, this will not do at all! We must have Anon Jr. at his finest!"
> What.
> You look down.
> Looks like you aren't the only one who doesn't care anymore.
> Fluttershy smiles.
> "Don't worry, Anon showed me the trick to helping out the little guy! You take your hoof and-"
> Damn it, Fluttershy.
> Rarity interrupts.
> "But we can't do that, we need to put clothes on it too. No, I'm afraid we must do something else."
> Should you be worried?
> Fluttershy droops.
> "Oh."
> Rarity hops up onto the couch next to you, and lays down with her hooves on your leg.
> "Anonymous, darling, do you remember what started all of this?"
> You stare at her quizzically.
"Massaging you, but I don't see-"
> She wiggles her hindquarters and gazes at you with half-lidded eyes.
> "You may remember a certain part of me got a special massage at that time. Would you like to use your clever, wonderful hands, and try again?"
> Oh my.
"You mean it?"
> Rarity nods.
> "My flank is yours for the taking."
> Things are definitely looking up.
> Fluttershy settles down on your other side.
> "Oh, little anon is looking much happier!"
> Without a second thought, you reach out your right hand and grab a hand full of choice white rump.
> "Mmmm, I knew you would see it my way, darling."
> Can't argue with that.
> Anon Jr.: I know, right? Hey, what about the other one?
> You look at Fluttershy.
> Her eyes are open wide, taking in your erection, and the way you are squeezing that ass.
> You bring your left hand up and stroke her mane.
"Would you like that too, Fluttershy?"
> She squeaks in surprise, and lowers her head, hiding behind her mane.
> "...If it's alright with, um, you?"
> Ohbaby.png
> You bring your left hand down on her soft posterior, gently cupping the golden booty.
> Rarity brings the first outfit over, and is happily trying different scarf styles just below your lower head.
> Fluttershy is blushing.
> "Um, harder, please."
> Oh hell yes.
> You sink your fingers into her soft plot, grasping and pinching.
> You may be in heaven, but you are not about to stop and ask the locals.
> You finally pay attention to what's happening with your dick.
> The second outfit is on, a veritable three piece suit, albeit a tube instead of pants.
> Rarity gently sets a top hat on your glans to complete the ensemble.
> You are pleased to note a mild blush on her face as you grope her ass for all you are worth.
> Fluttershy groans, and lays her head down in your lap, sniffing at your sack.
> As Rarity removes the tiny clothing carefully, she asks,
> "Fluttershy, are you quite alright?"
> The pegasus nods slightly.
> "Just, ah, fine, Rarity. I thought I might take Anon up on his, mmmmm, previous offer."
> With that, she licks your balls.
> "Musky."
> Rarity pauses in bringing the next outfit up.
> "Do you plan on tasting the rest of it? I have a few more outfits to try, and-"
> Fluttershy suckles on a testicle, moaning happily.
> You bring your hand from her flank to the valley in between, dipping into her moist pussy.
> Fluttershy moans even more desperately, her mouth moving up to your shaft.
> Rarity glances at you, then at her friend.
> "My, but she is enjoying herself..."
> Your right hand drifts a little closer to Rarity's valley.
"Would you like to join her?"
> She's fully flustered now.
> "Well, it would be rude of me to decline such a kind invitation."
> Your fingers dip into her waiting flower, slick with nectar.
> Rarity lets out a high pitched gasp.
> As you plunge into her depths, she joins Fluttershy at your cock, licking and sucking at the shaft.
> From time to time, their tongues meet around your dick, and they make a brief, heated eye contact.
> Forget what you said earlier, now you are in heaven.
> You bring your left hand to Rarity's mouth, and she eagerly sucks Fluttershy's juices off your fingers.
> The pegasus whimpers, and you quickly return to her quivering nethers.
> Rarity takes your length into her mouth, her tongue writhing around it.
> Then she pulls back, only for Fluttershy to pounce, sucking greedily at your member.
> You don't know how much more of this you can take.
> The switch a few more times, their entwined manes resting in your lap, getting dripped on by their mingled saliva running down Anon Jr.
> Finally you feel yourself stiffen in Fluttershy's mouth, and you hold her head down with your cum-soaked right hand, fresh from Rarity's vagina.
> Her eyes widen as you pump into her mouth, groaning in release.
> Rarity pouts.
> "Do you mind? I was almost there."
> You return your hand to its labor, and she nuzzles your chest.
> Fluttershy swallows, then paws at your leg.
> "Um, me too. I'm pretty close."
> You redouble your efforts, earning grateful moans from both mares.
> Fluttershy rubs her head against your chest, her eyes closed in rapture.
> Two sets of hips start bucking at your hands, and their breathes come in shallow gasps.
> Rarity clenches around your hand, her neck arched in pleasure.
> "By the diamonds and stars!"
> Your hand is awash in marecum, and she rests her head on your shoulder, panting heavily.
> A few more seconds, and Fluttershy orgasms, a high pitched keening accompanying her shuddering pussy.
> As the mares lean against you in sleepy euphoria, you pet their manes fondly.
"That was quite nice, don't you agree?"
> Rarity hums contentedly.
> Fluttershy brings her lips up to your ear, and whispers,
> "Yay."