Title: Choose Addiction Author: noodle- Pastebin link: http://pastebin.com/tc4Zi8fW First Edit: Friday 24th of May 2013 03:04:17 PM CDT Last Edit: Friday 24th of May 2013 03:04:17 PM CDT >You are Fluttershy and you’re hiding under your blankets. The only place you are 100% safe. >You’re so very warm from the yummy liquid that Anonymous gave you. >Your insides feel like long rolls of warm silk unfurling onto a sunny meadow. >You start to drift off to a peaceful sleep but then… >A loud crash from the kitchen. I-it worked… >You stumble into the kitchen to the source of the noise. >You find an unconscious Anonymous with bits of broken plate and fried egg on the floor. >You slowly creep up to him and nudge him with your hoof. >He appears to be unresponsive. >Good. >You walk to the counter and are about to carry out your plan, until… >You look back at him. >He seems so helpless…just like you were. Oh…I can’t just l-leave him there… >Giving into the guilt, you fetch a blanket from the corner and fling it over his limp body. >Now for the fun. >You walk over to the counter and stand on your hind legs to reach towards the back of the counter. Just…a little… >You struggle to reach for the glass of laudanum. >You flutter your wings a little until your hoof taps the glass. S-so close…c-come to mama… >Your wings flap harder. >You hear Anonymous stir behind you. >It frightens you. >You lose focus and don’t realize that the glass is well within your grasp. >Blindly you swing your arm for it. >There’s a loud clank as the glass tips onto its side, unleashing a flood of opaque liquid the quickly spreads all over the counter. N-NO! >Like I true addict, you throw you face to the countertop and try to scrape together the drugs. >You rub your tongue on the counter like an animal lapping up food. >It’s everywhere…no chance of ingesting it all now. >You look over to Anonymous. >He’s starting to wake up. >Your drugs are gone…there’s no hope now… >You fly over to him and straddle him. >”Fl-Fluttershy…? What happened? My head hurts…” N-nothing…you just fell… >You stare into his eyes. >His suddenly expand with realization. >”Y-you…you drugged me…? Why?” >He’s right. You look away from him. >It was when you kissed him. You spat the drugs into his mouth. >Just like the night before. >You wanted him to feel good with you. I just wanted you to know how good it feels…to have the flowers inside of you…oh, Anonymous, I just l-love it... >He looks strangely at you. You know he liked it, even if he doesn’t admit it. >You want to kiss him again. Your lips are still faintly covered with some of the liquid from the counter. >Anonymous is too weak to fight back. >You look seductively into his dazed eyes. N-now that you’ve had a taste of that, how about a taste of m-me…? >You lean in and press your lips against his. You can feel the opium liquid on his lips…making the kisses all the more intoxicating. >You run your hooves all over his clothed, limp body. >He’s so warm…and he’s all yours. >You release him and grab the glass that contained the laudanum. >You scoop some liquid inside and hold it over Anonymous. T-time to know how wonderful I can m-make you feel… >You shove the glass on his mouth; it clacks against his teeth as you begin to pour. >You see his eyes widen as the bitter liquid slides down his throat. >Anonymous tries to speak through his gags. >”Fl-Flutters!” Shh, rest now, Anonymous…let mama take care of you n-now… >Anonymous’ eyes glaze over in ecstasy as the flower blood flows down his throat. >He moans as he mildly hallucinates. >You don’t give it all to him though; you want to have some fun too. >You bring the glass to your lips and drink a good amount of the medicine. >Instantly you feel warm and drowsy. >You fall to the floor on top of Anonymous. >As you drift off to sleep, he speaks faintly to you. >”Fluttershy…this is…amazing…th-thank you…”