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The Girl Next Door

By pentapony
Created: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2022-07-12 10:21:22
Expiry: Never
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  1. 1.
    >"We could play strip happy days game!" Pinkie suggests.
  2. 2.
    >"That don't sound like a real game," Applejack says skeptically.
  3. 3.
    >"Pinkie, no more making up games. Not after last time." Rainbow Dash rolls her eyes remembering the night they were up till 3 playing Pinkamania.
  4. 4.
    >"What, haven't you guys seen Friends?"
  5. 5.
    >The girls all stare at Pinkie blankly.
  6. 6.
    >"The One at the Beach?"
  7. 7.
    >Twilight breaks the awkward silence
  8. 8.
    >"No one watches those 90s shows but you."
  9. 9.
    >Pinkie gasps
  10. 10.
    >"That show is like GOSPEL to me."
  11. 11.
    >"Because it's about friends?" Fluttershy asks.
  12. 12.
    >"EXACTLY. See guys, Fluttershy's on my side here."
  13. 13.
    >"Oh, no." she corrects her. "I've only seen a couple episodes. They're all just so... loud."
  14. 14.
    >"That's the fun part! You're telling me no one in this room likes this crazy popular show? Rarity?"
  15. 15.
    >"I did like seeing Rachel work at Ralph Lauren, but then they always seem to make it about their dreadful relationships."
  16. 16.
    >Pinkie starts losing hope. "Anon?"
  17. 17.
    >You've been silent this whole time
  18. 18.
    >Didn't want to admit you watch the show to the girls
  19. 19.
    >Didn't want to admit why you watch to Pinkie
  20. 20.
    >(It's 'cause you can see Rachel's nips in every episode)
  21. 21.
    >Realize everyone's staring
  22. 22.
    >Fuck, answer them
  23. 23.
    "Uh, yeah. I watch it sometimes. It's alright."
  24. 24.
    >Pinkie's eyes light up
  25. 25.
     
  26. 26.
    >"So Anon, maybe you and I could do a Friends marathon sometime!"
  27. 27.
    >Be walking Pinkie and Fluttershy home
  28. 28.
    >The night just sorta fizzled and some of the girls had curfews
  29. 29.
    "Ha. Maybe."
  30. 30.
    >"Come on! It's not like you have a girlfriend who'd get jealous or anything."
  31. 31.
    "...Maybe I have a crush on someone."
  32. 32.
    >Truthfully, you heard about Pinkie's reputation around school
  33. 33.
    >You're unsure you want your first time to be with Pinkie "Finger" Pie
  34. 34.
    >Besides, you weren't really lying, were you
  35. 35.
    >"Oooh, do I know her?"
  36. 36.
    >You get all clammy
  37. 37.
    >Fluttershy coughs and elbows Pinkie
  38. 38.
    >Pinkie takes the hint and changes the subject
  39. 39.
    >"Anyway, the girls and I were talking, and we wanted to invite you a party this weekend."
  40. 40.
    "A party?"
  41. 41.
    >"Saturday night, no curfew, Fluttershy's parents are outta town..."
  42. 42.
    >You glance at Fluttershy
  43. 43.
    >She's looking away, just sorta going along with what Pinkie's saying
  44. 44.
    >"...and you can bring the booze right?" Pinkie asks. "We heard you had a fake ID."
  45. 45.
    >It's your older brother's ID and you only used it once
  46. 46.
    >Truth makes you look lame so you just go along with it
  47. 47.
    "Yeah. Totally."
  48. 48.
    >After agreeing you realize the corner you just backed yourself into
  49. 49.
    >"Great! This is my place. I'll see you then!"
  50. 50.
    >Pinkie bounces up the steps to her front door
  51. 51.
    >Continue walking with Fluttershy
  52. 52.
    >Immediate awkward silence
  53. 53.
    >What the hell do you say
  54. 54.
    "So, hosting a party, huh? You're like the new Pinkie, haha."
  55. 55.
    >Fuck that was lame
  56. 56.
    >Fluttershy hesitates before answering
  57. 57.
    >"I just mentioned my parents would be gone and Pinkie took charge. The alcohol was Dash's idea."
  58. 58.
    "And you're okay with it?"
  59. 59.
    >"Well, I... I'm just trying to be a good friend. It could be fun."
  60. 60.
    "I'm looking forward to it."
  61. 61.
    >Reach Fluttershy's house
  62. 62.
    >"Bye Anon" she smiles ever so softly
  63. 63.
    >She goes inside
  64. 64.
    >Stand outside kicking yourself
  65. 65.
    >Acted like a total creep tonight
  66. 66.
    >Could you BE more awkward?
  67. 67.
    >Movement in her bedroom window
  68. 68.
    >Fluttershy pulls her curtain back a few inches and pokes her head out from behind it
  69. 69.
    >She sees you still standing in front of her house
  70. 70.
    >FUCK
  71. 71.
    >Run home
  72. 72.
     
  73. 73.
    >You're outside Fluttershy's house, holding a couple cases of hard lemonade
  74. 74.
    >You sweat bullets the entire time in the liquor store and just grabbed the first thing you saw
  75. 75.
    >Had no idea what the girls wanted to drink anyway
  76. 76.
    >Girls don't like beer, right?
  77. 77.
    >Music and chatter coming from inside
  78. 78.
    >Don't be a pussy, Anon
  79. 79.
    >Knock on the door
  80. 80.
    >Twilight opens up. "Hey, Anonymous! Glad you could make it!"
  81. 81.
    >Step inside
  82. 82.
    >What the hell? Half the school's here
  83. 83.
    >Thought it was just gonna be a small get-together
  84. 84.
    >"Let me help you carry these to the kitchen." Twilight grabs one of the cases from your arms
  85. 85.
    >Tense up as her hair brushes your arm
  86. 86.
    >She notices
  87. 87.
    >"Oh, relax. Truth be told, I'm not that great at parties either. Just try to unwind and enjoy yourself!"
  88. 88.
    >Follow Twilight to the kitchen
  89. 89.
    >Rarity and Fluttershy are in here, standing by the fridge
  90. 90.
    >And like six other people from school, great
  91. 91.
    >"Oh, Anonymous, so kind of you to bring the drinks! Not that I'll be having any, of course." Rarity sips her Sangria
  92. 92.
    >Wait, where the hell did she get that wine?
  93. 93.
    >"Hi Anon," Fluttershy says softly. "Thanks for coming over."
  94. 94.
    >Smile at her
  95. 95.
    "I, uh, wasn't sure what to get. Hope you guys like lemonade."
  96. 96.
    >Rainbow Dash pops her head through the door. "Lemonade? Aw man, Pinkie said he was bringing booze!"
  97. 97.
    >"Hard lemonade, Dash." Twilight rolls her eyes. "There's vodka in it."
  98. 98.
    >"Sweet!" Dash tears the case open and yanks out two bottles
  99. 99.
    >Everyone stares at her
  100. 100.
    >"What? One's for Applejack." She heads back to the living room
  101. 101.
    >People start grabbing their own bottles
  102. 102.
    >Take one for yourself and casually stroll over to Fluttershy
  103. 103.
    >She's the only one without a drink in her hand
  104. 104.
    "Not thirsty?"
  105. 105.
    >"Oh, I'm really grateful you brought the alcohol and all. I just don't think drinking is the best idea for me."
  106. 106.
    >Do you say you respect that or playfully tease her about it
  107. 107.
    "Why not, don't you wanna get /wild/?"
  108. 108.
    >Fluttershy just stares at her feet
  109. 109.
    >Rarity glances up from her phone and gives you a weird look
  110. 110.
    "Sorry. Just a bad joke. I think it's kinda cool you don't drink. Know yourself and all that."
  111. 111.
    >She doesn't look up
  112. 112.
    >But was that a faint smile just then?
  113. 113.
    "Okay, well I think I'll check out the rest of the party. See you guys."
  114. 114.
    >Head to the living room
  115. 115.
    >Like twenty kids in here
  116. 116.
    >Dash and AJ in the corner, doing... lemonade shots
  117. 117.
    >Lots of little groups deep in conversation
  118. 118.
    >Not sure who to go up to
  119. 119.
    >Standing there awkwardly when
  120. 120.
    >"AAAHHH! Anon! You came!" Pinkie glomps you, nearly knocking you over
  121. 121.
    >Steady yourself, man!
  122. 122.
    "Heyyy, Pinkie. Thanks for the invite."
  123. 123.
    >"Of course! Oh my gosh, there's so many people I want to introduce you to! Sometimes I forget you go to school with us 'cause everyone acts like they've never even met you!"
  124. 124.
    >She announced that last part a little too loud for comfort
  125. 125.
    >She drags you around the room, introducing you to people you've gone to school with for like ten years
  126. 126.
    >This is embarassing as hell, but you play along for Pinkie, talking a little bit about yourself and somehow not exuding spaghetti
  127. 127.
    >By the end of it she leaves you with Dash and AJ and thankfully not some other randoms
  128. 128.
    >"Hey Anon, think ya can outdrink me and Dash here?" Applejack challenges you
  129. 129.
    >"No way he can!" Dash taunts. "Just look at him. He's a total lightweight."
  130. 130.
    "Oh, you're one to talk."
  131. 131.
    >You emphatically look up and down her scrawny, lithe... supple body
  132. 132.
    >"I think he's checkin' you out, Rainbow." AJ teases
  133. 133.
    "No, I just meant-"
  134. 134.
    >"Alright then, tough guy. Prove it, chug the rest of your drink and catch up to us." Dash points at the two empty bottles on the table beside her
  135. 135.
    "Fine. No problem."
  136. 136.
    >Yes problem
  137. 137.
    >This was like 5% alcohol but still, for your inexperienced ass, the vodka was bitter as hell
  138. 138.
    >You've been nursing your drink the past twenty minutes and only finished a quarter of it
  139. 139.
    >But fuck it, right?
  140. 140.
    >Throw your head back and start downing lemonade
  141. 141.
     
  142. 142.
    >Party's been going on a couple hours
  143. 143.
    >Everyone's been getting progressively plastered
  144. 144.
    >ESPECIALLY Dash and AJ, who kept competing long after you had dropped out
  145. 145.
    >Sitting on the couch watching people hang around
  146. 146.
    >Twilight's digging through Fluttershy's bookcase. She's probably the least drunk, behind Fluttershy of course
  147. 147.
    >She pulls out a couple of DVDs. "Look, Fluttershy's home movies! Who wants to watch?"
  148. 148.
    >This is a weird turn for a high school party
  149. 149.
    >But everyone seems into it, general murmurs of affirmation
  150. 150.
    >"Which one should I pop in? Fluttershy's first steps? Her sweet 16?"
  151. 151.
    >"We were THERE, Twilight," Dash mocks
  152. 152.
    >Rarity comes over to look. "Ooh, Fluttershy's ballet recital! I bet it's absolutely marvelous. She has the body of a dancer, that one."
  153. 153.
    >They bring it over to the DVD player
  154. 154.
    >Look over at Fluttershy
  155. 155.
    "You cool with this?"
  156. 156.
    >She gives a little shrug and a bemused smile
  157. 157.
    >"Everybody hush, it's starting!" AJ announces
  158. 158.
    >Fluttershy sits on the couch
  159. 159.
    >Right next to you
  160. 160.
    >People start packing in on the couch, not enough seats in the room
  161. 161.
    >Now she's pressed against your side
  162. 162.
    >Oh fuck
  163. 163.
    >Look down at your lap
  164. 164.
    >Her tiny thigh is pushed up against yours
  165. 165.
    >Her gorgeous legs poking out of her flowery skirt
  166. 166.
    >Her pale yellow skin looks so soft
  167. 167.
    >How is it so smooth?
  168. 168.
    >She glances over to you, giving you a sweet smile
  169. 169.
    >Smile back
  170. 170.
    >TV turns on
  171. 171.
    >It's Fluttershy, maybe age 10, dancing as a ballerina on stage
  172. 172.
    >She's actually... really good
  173. 173.
    >Lots of oohs and ahhs from the drunk audience
  174. 174.
    >She dances around nimbly, perfectly balancing on her toes
  175. 175.
    >Suddenly she lifts her leg up and spins
  176. 176.
    >"Ooh, pirouette!" Rarity coos
  177. 177.
    "Actually, that's a fouette."
  178. 178.
    >Everybody turns to you
  179. 179.
    >Did you really just say that
  180. 180.
    >Why do you know that, damn it?
  181. 181.
    >tension.png
  182. 182.
    >Fluttershy giggles. "Well, he's right."
  183. 183.
    >Everyone chuckles and shrugs it off
  184. 184.
    >Fluttershy pats your leg and leans into your ear
  185. 185.
    >"Nice," she whispers
  186. 186.
    >Wow
  187. 187.
    >"Big deal, I's can do that!" Pinkie slurs
  188. 188.
    >Is she... an angry drunk? Or just absurdly confident?
  189. 189.
    >Pinkie starts bouncing around the room, kicking her legs up recklessly
  190. 190.
    >She bumps into furniture and almost knocks a lamp over
  191. 191.
    >"Pinkie! Stop makin' a fool of yourself!" AJ scolds
  192. 192.
    >"Wheee!" she cheers obliviously
  193. 193.
    >She leaps onto the coffee table in front of you
  194. 194.
    >She throws her arms up and tries to pose dramatically but just looks stupid
  195. 195.
    >"Oh, hang on a second," she mumbles
  196. 196.
    >She fumbles with her top
  197. 197.
    >"Thiz thing's too tight 'round the arms." She pulls it over her head
  198. 198.
    >Everybody gasps
  199. 199.
    >Her bare rack is on full god damn display
  200. 200.
    >There's like twenty sets of eyes in the room all locked on her tits
  201. 201.
    >Those pink, perky, bouncing breasts
  202. 202.
    >"There we go!" she throws her arms back up, tossing the shirt, and kicks her leg as high as she can go
  203. 203.
    >The table wobbles and she loses her balance, falling forward onto the row of six people sitting on the couch
  204. 204.
    >Of course her tits smack you in the face
  205. 205.
    >You get a solid faceful of that incredible cleavage
  206. 206.
    >She rolls onto your lap, face up, grinning at you
  207. 207.
    >"Hiya Anon." She gives you an awkward wave, her tits still on full display
  208. 208.
    >Fluttershy is completely stunned
  209. 209.
    >"Okay, that's enough," Twilight declares. "I think that's it for tonight. Everyone's way too drunk. Time to go home."
  210. 210.
    >Rarity helps Pinkie up and covers her chest, taking her upstairs
  211. 211.
    >People start getting up and filtering out
  212. 212.
    >You stick around to pick up bottles before you go
  213. 213.
    >Soon it's just you and the girls
  214. 214.
    >"Sorry about that, Anonymous," Twilight says. "Pinkie just gets a little too excited sometimes."
  215. 215.
    "It's no problem. Want me to walk her home? She lives right by me."
  216. 216.
    >"Actually, the six of us told our parents we're staying here tonight." Rainbow hops onto the sofa, kicking her feet up
  217. 217.
    >"Don't wanna go home to them all drunk n' mumbly," AJ mutters
  218. 218.
    >"What about your parents, Anon?" Twilight asks. "You look a little buzzed."
  219. 219.
    >Shit, you hadn't even thought of that
  220. 220.
    >"Ah, let him crash here for the night," Dash says, flipping through the channels
  221. 221.
    >"Rainbow! He's a boy." AJ smacks Dash's head
  222. 222.
    >"What?" she argues. "We hang out with him /all/ the time. He's one of us. It's not like he's a creep like that Flash. Did you see him sniffing after Twilight all night?"
  223. 223.
    >Twilight's eyes go wide. "I guess it's alright with me if he stays," she says, changing the subject
  224. 224.
    "Fluttershy?"
  225. 225.
    >You look to her hopefully, wanting to make sure it's alright with her
  226. 226.
    >She nods pleasantly
  227. 227.
    >"Alright then!" Twilight says
  228. 228.
    >Rarity comes back downstairs. "I put Pinkie to bed, the poor thing. I think I'll take the guest bed with her tonight."
  229. 229.
    >"Alright, well that leaves Dash and AJ in the parents' bedroom, me on the couch, and uh, Anon..." Twilight thinks, unsure of where to put you
  230. 230.
    >"He can stay in my room," Fluttershy pipes up
  231. 231.
    >You and the other girls look at her in disbelief
  232. 232.
    >"It's just a single bed, I mean, but if he doesn't mind taking the floor..."
  233. 233.
    >The girls turn to you
  234. 234.
    "Uh, no. I don't mind at all."
  235. 235.
    >Is this happening?
  236. 236.
    >"Okay, great! All settled then." Twilight kicks Dash off the couch so she can make her bed
  237. 237.
    >You pull out your phone while everyone but Twilight heads upstairs
  238. 238.
    >Now to tell your parents
  239. 239.
    >Do I call? No, you don't want to risk coming across intoxicated
  240. 240.
    >You type out a text to your dad. "Staying at a friend's tonight. Be back tomorrow morning."
  241. 241.
    >In your drunken stupor you misspell a lot of it, but autocorrect's got your back
  242. 242.
    >Head upstairs while Twilight settles in under her blanket
  243. 243.
    >"Goodnight, Twilight," you wave as you flip the light off
  244. 244.
    >"Night, Anon. Have fun with Fluttershy," she giggles
  245. 245.
    >Oh God what does she mean by that
  246. 246.
    >Look down the upstairs hall
  247. 247.
    >Guest bedroom is dark, Pinkie and Rarity must be in bed already
  248. 248.
    >Hear Dash and AJ quietly arguing about hockey teams on the other side of the master bedroom door
  249. 249.
    >Fluttershy's bedroom door is ajar
  250. 250.
    >Breathe deeply, walk up to it, and knock softly
  251. 251.
    >"Come in," she says invitingly
  252. 252.
    >You push open the door to see Fluttershy's changed into a pastel pink nightgown
  253. 253.
    >Her bedroom walls are adorned with paintings and photographs of animals
  254. 254.
    >The room is faintly illuminated by a string of twinkling fairy lights hung over the window
  255. 255.
    >She's sitting on her neatly kept bed, just a hint of excitement in her expression
  256. 256.
    >This girl was so hard to read sometimes, she kept her emotions guarded beneath the surface
  257. 257.
    >But part of that was the reason you fell for her in the first place
  258. 258.
    >She'd always been the ideal girl next door, since you moved to town when you were little
  259. 259.
    >Your parents got along with hers, and you grew up seeing her at parties and barbeques
  260. 260.
    >You weren't really friends with her, you were always too awkward and she too shy
  261. 261.
    >Of course once Pinkie adopted you into the group sophomore year it became easier to talk to her
  262. 262.
    >For the past two years you've been hanging out with her and the girls
  263. 263.
    >Honestly, you felt like you were just an "honorary member" of the group because of your gender
  264. 264.
    >Whenever you were with Fluttershy, you felt a tension between the two of you
  265. 265.
    >On your end it was because of the crush you had on her since before you had pubes
  266. 266.
    >But for her part, you wondered what it was
  267. 267.
    >Was she just nervous around guys? Or was it possible she felt the same way?
  268. 268.
    >You wanted to believe it was the latter, but there was never really any evidence to suggest that
  269. 269.
    >The truth was she was insanely gorgeous, got good grades, and everyone loved her
  270. 270.
    >What was so special about you?
  271. 271.
    >You shut the door behind you
  272. 272.
    >"I thought we could chat a bit before bed. I’m not really tired yet."
  273. 273.
    "Yeah, sure."
  274. 274.
    >You casually walk to the center of the room, checking out the artwork on her walls
  275. 275.
    "I like—"
  276. 276.
    >"You can—"
  277. 277.
    >awkward pause
  278. 278.
    >"Sorry, you can speak."
  279. 279.
    "No, go ahead, you first."
  280. 280.
    >"I was just gonna say you can sit on the bed if you’d like. Sorry I don’t have a chair in here."
  281. 281.
    >You politely sit at the foot of her bed, careful not to mess up her sheets
  282. 282.
    >"Anon, silly, you don't have to be so far away." She pats the spot next to her, motioning you to sit closer
  283. 283.
    "Heh, sorry. Just didn't want to make you uncomfortable."
  284. 284.
    >You scooch around the bed, now sitting beside her
  285. 285.
    >"I'm never uncomfortable around you. I've known you forever."
  286. 286.
    >You're kind of drunk but you're pretty sure you heard that right
  287. 287.
    "Really? Because—"
  288. 288.
    >"Because I'm shy, right?" she chuckles. "I know I'm quiet. I think a lot. Sometimes I think for so long that I never act."
  289. 289.
    >That... explains a lot?
  290. 290.
    >"And whenever I'm around you, I might not act, but I do... think a lot."
  291. 291.
    >Your face feels flush
  292. 292.
    "Oh. Good things?"
  293. 293.
    >She leans in, so slowly, that your intoxicated brain almost didn't perceive it
  294. 294.
    >"Very good things, Anon. I like thinking about you."
  295. 295.
    >Your heartbeat speeds up
  296. 296.
    >"I get all... tingly inside."
  297. 297.
    >Her cheek is an inch away from your shoulder
  298. 298.
    >"So many guys are just so... loud. But you're quiet, Anon. Like me."
  299. 299.
    >You turn and look into her giant teal eyes. She's so close to you.
  300. 300.
    >"I bet you think about me, too."
  301. 301.
    >She closes her eyes and her head drifts closer
  302. 302.
    >Shit, it's happening
  303. 303.
    >Don't ruin it
  304. 304.
    >Just mirror her movements
  305. 305.
    >You shut your eyes and bring your head down to meet her halfway
  306. 306.
    >Your lips connect and press softly into each other
  307. 307.
    >Holy fucking shit.
  308. 308.
    >You’re kissing Fluttershy.
  309. 309.
    >She allows you to lead as your kisses grow stronger
  310. 310.
    >You take charge, her sweet, small mouth submitting to your movements
  311. 311.
    >Your booze-soaked brain is on autopilot now, just chasing this feeling
  312. 312.
    >As your kisses get larger you introduce your tongue
  313. 313.
    >She gasps a little when you do, exhaling a tiny tuft of air into your mouth
  314. 314.
    >But she quickly lets you in, even coaxing your tongue inside with her own
  315. 315.
    >The sensation is overwhelmingly euphoric
  316. 316.
    >You can almost taste the sweetness of her lips
  317. 317.
    >After the greatest minute of your life, she gently pulls away
  318. 318.
    >”Lemony,” she smiles
  319. 319.
    "Fluttershy, I..."
  320. 320.
    >You stammer as you try to find the right words
  321. 321.
    "I can't believe you actually think of me in that way."
  322. 322.
    >"I've liked you for a while, Anon. I was sort of hoping you would make the first move. But we're getting pretty close to graduation now, and—"
  323. 323.
    "I'm sorry. There were so many times I wanted to say something, but I didn't know how."
  324. 324.
    >"It's okay. At least maybe now we can see where this goes?"
  325. 325.
    "Yes! Yes, that'd be awesome."
  326. 326.
    >Fluttershy looks at her feet and bites her lip, stifling a smile
  327. 327.
    "What?"
  328. 328.
    >"Oh!" she whispers, embarrassed she'd been caught. "It's nothing."
  329. 329.
    "Come on, you can tell me."
  330. 330.
    >"Well... that was sort of... my first kiss."
  331. 331.
    "Really?"
  332. 332.
    >"I know the rest of the girls have already slept with other people— not that I'm slut-shaming or anything, I swear!"
  333. 333.
    >She's getting all nervous and defensive
  334. 334.
    "I get it. Everybody goes at their own pace. I'm... a virgin too."
  335. 335.
    >You hope that confession was more endearing than embarrassing
  336. 336.
    >Fluttershy seems comforted by that, thank God
  337. 337.
    >"Anon, I really like you, and I want to be with you,"
  338. 338.
    >You're on top of the world
  339. 339.
    >"But if we're going to do this right, I think I want to take it slow."
  340. 340.
    >hindenburg.webm
  341. 341.
    "Right. Slooowww."
  342. 342.
    >Wait why the fuck did you say 'slow' slowly
  343. 343.
    >You must be drunker than you thought
  344. 344.
    >"I want to wait until I'm ready. Is that okay?"
  345. 345.
    >Is that okay?
  346. 346.
    >On one hand, this is THE girl next door
  347. 347.
    >On the other, you're kind of juiced up from all that kissing
  348. 348.
    >You were hoping tonight would mean going further
  349. 349.
    >But then again, twenty minutes ago you had no idea you would be going anywhere at all
  350. 350.
    >Yeah, who are you to judge? At least she's CONSIDERING taking your virginity
  351. 351.
    >That's more you can say about any other girl
  352. 352.
    >Where the fuck is this entitlement coming from, you're socially inept, shy—
  353. 353.
    >shy
  354. 354.
    >Fluttershy
  355. 355.
    >Oh shit
  356. 356.
    >You've been silent for 34 seconds, you absolute moron, answer her!
  357. 357.
    "Oh. Yeah. Yeah, that's fine."
  358. 358.
    >She pauses
  359. 359.
    >"But we can still kiss."
  360. 360.
    >You smile and lean in
  361. 361.
    >You return to kissing, starting off gently again
  362. 362.
    >She seems very into it, as far as you can tell
  363. 363.
    >She elicits these very quiet whimpers when you bring your tongue back into the fold
  364. 364.
    >The only reason you can even hear them is because she's moaning softly right into your mouth
  365. 365.
    >Which feels just... incredible
  366. 366.
    >She leans her body in closer and reaches for your hand
  367. 367.
    >Her hand is so tiny, she can barely wrap it around your fingers as she clasps them
  368. 368.
    >Holding hands and kissing, so pure and romantic
  369. 369.
    >Wait are you getting a boner
  370. 370.
    >Shit get her hand out of your lap, don't freak her out
  371. 371.
    >Play it cool
  372. 372.
    >You lift her hand tenderly and place it on her leg, still holding onto it
  373. 373.
    >Crisis averted
  374. 374.
    >The soft silk of her nightgown feels nice
  375. 375.
    >And just barely against your thumb you can feel her bare thigh
  376. 376.
    >Her skin is just as soft as you imagined
  377. 377.
    >Still kissing her, you rub your thumb gently against her leg
  378. 378.
    >You feel her exhale a little on your face
  379. 379.
    >She must have liked that
  380. 380.
    >You release her hand and let it rest atop yours as you grasp her thigh
  381. 381.
    >More whimpers as the kisses get more passionate
  382. 382.
    >You're hard as a rock, feels like pure ecstasy
  383. 383.
    >In this moment, you want her so deeply, you want her closer
  384. 384.
    >You bring your other hand behind her hair onto the back of her neck, thumb resting on her cheek
  385. 385.
    >Oh she's definitely loving that
  386. 386.
    >You hold her face against yours, leading as she gives into your movements
  387. 387.
    >You lower your hand from her face
  388. 388.
    >It brushes her chest on the way down
  389. 389.
    >Only for a split second but it excited you
  390. 390.
    >You want her, this is your dream girl, the one you've wanted all your life
  391. 391.
    >You decide to go for it and steal second
  392. 392.
    >Slowly bring your hand back and gently stroke her breast
  393. 393.
    >She inhales sharply in surprise but continues kissing
  394. 394.
    >You place your palm lightly on her chest
  395. 395.
    >She squeezes your other hand in her lap
  396. 396.
    >Must be a good sign
  397. 397.
    >You cup her breast, squeezing it softly
  398. 398.
    >God, they're so soft
  399. 399.
    >Not too big, not too small, definitely a solid C cup
  400. 400.
    >You can feel her areolas through the thin layer of silk
  401. 401.
    >Her nipples are getting harder
  402. 402.
    >Anon's First Handful
  403. 403.
    >She puts her hand on your arm, holding it tightly
  404. 404.
    >Kisses get larger as you get more excited
  405. 405.
    >She's pushing on your arm
  406. 406.
    >Wait, is she trying to lean in?
  407. 407.
    >You don't want to open your eyes mid-kiss and look like an idiot
  408. 408.
    >Trying to gauge her body language by feel
  409. 409.
    >You're getting lost in the whirlwind of sensations
  410. 410.
    >You only know you want to melt into her
  411. 411.
    >Feel her ardent whimpers with every touch
  412. 412.
    >Getting bolder as the passion gets more heated
  413. 413.
    >Bite her lip and give her breast a nice firm squeeze
  414. 414.
    >Suddenly she gasps and pulls back, shoving your arm away
  415. 415.
    >You open your own eyes, shocked to see a fearful look in hers
  416. 416.
    "I— I'm sorry, I—"
  417. 417.
    >"I think you should leave," she said, avoiding eye contact, her expression a mix of fear, shame, and guilt
  418. 418.
    >You try to come up with something to save yourself, to defuse the situation
  419. 419.
    >You stutter out excuses, but the look in her eyes says it all
  420. 420.
    "Fuck."
  421. 421.
    >You get off her bed and leave the room as fast as you can, swinging the door shut behind you
  422. 422.
    >Standing out in the hall, you bury your head in your hands, feeling like a total douche
  423. 423.
    >Wonder how you could have misread all the signals
  424. 424.
    >It really felt like she wanted you, she was so submissive, so eager
  425. 425.
    >You feel much more wasted than you did earlier, or maybe it's the panic setting in
  426. 426.
    >Maybe you got lost in the sensation and just craved more
  427. 427.
    >Maybe you couldn't think straight in your drunken state
  428. 428.
    >Maybe you're a monster and you wanted to violate her for your own sexual indulgence
  429. 429.
    >God, she's never going to trust you again
  430. 430.
    >Your relationship with the girl of your dreams was over as quickly as it begun
  431. 431.
    >You've. Ruined. Everything.
  432. 432.
    >Leaning your back against the wall, you slide to the floor
  433. 433.
    >Sit with your head in your knees, feeling utterly devastated
  434. 434.
    >That's when you hear a familiar flirtatious voice call out to you
  435. 435.
    >"Nonny..."
  436. 436.
    >You look down the hall to see Pinkie Pie standing at the end wearing nothing but pajama bottoms
  437. 437.
    >She's leaning her hand against the wall with her legs crossed
  438. 438.
    >"What's wrong?" she asks
  439. 439.
    "I think I blew it with Fluttershy."
  440. 440.
    >"Aww, poor thing..."
  441. 441.
    >She swaggers over to you
  442. 442.
    >Can't tell if she's drunk or trying to look sexy
  443. 443.
    >"How about I *hic* make you feel better?" she says, sing-songily
  444. 444.
    >Okay it's definitely both
  445. 445.
    "I don't know, Pinkie, I—"
  446. 446.
    >"Come on, don't you wanna have some fun?"
  447. 447.
    >You look up at her and see her huge, perky tits up close in the dim light
  448. 448.
    >You were still mostly hard, and seeing Pinkie like this certainly stiffened you up
  449. 449.
    >She leans down and bites her lip, her breasts swinging in front of you
  450. 450.
    >You're so hormonal and inebriated in this moment, and she certainly looks tempting
  451. 451.
    >She leans into your ear and whispers seductively
  452. 452.
    >"I want you to fuck me till I can't even walk."
  453. 453.
    >She holds out her hand to help you up
  454. 454.
    >You hesitate
  455. 455.
    >For just a moment
  456. 456.
    >And then you take it
  457. 457.
     
  458. 458.
    >Monday at school
  459. 459.
    >You're putting your things away in your locker
  460. 460.
    >You close it and see Fluttershy watching you a few feet away
  461. 461.
    >She comes over
  462. 462.
    >Oh no
  463. 463.
    >"Anon, I'm sorry about last weekend."
  464. 464.
    "No, I should be the one to apologize! I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable at all."
  465. 465.
    >"I just got scared when things were moving too fast and I overreacted."
  466. 466.
    >You feel like shit for betraying her trust
  467. 467.
    >"But I think I'm still willing to take it slow if you are."
  468. 468.
    >Oh no no no
  469. 469.
    >"You mean so much to me, Anon, and I want us to be together."
  470. 470.
    >Oh no no no no no no NO
  471. 471.
    >"And I promise once we build a relationship, I'll be ready. And then we can enjoy our first time. Together."
  472. 472.
    >You feel the pit of your stomach drop
  473. 473.
    >This was everything you ever wanted
  474. 474.
    >The girl of your dreams offering herself to you
  475. 475.
    >It was all being handed to you on a silver platter
  476. 476.
    >And you were about to ruin it all
  477. 477.
    >Because this next part
  478. 478.
    >Was going to kill you
  479. 479.
    "Fluttershy, I have a confession to make."

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