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Fluttershy Mind Fucks Anon by Cerenth

By kqaii
Created: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2021-02-05 06:19:49
Expiry: Never
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  11. >Original Author Cerenth (https://pastebin.com/u/Cerenth)
  12. "Fluttershy Mind Fucks Anon"
  13. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
  14.  
  15. Part 1
  16. >Day stardate: 88-29-01 in Equestria
  17. >Get up, get down, get your morning fix of coffee.
  18. >One of these days you’ll stop trying to outdrink Rainbow Dash and Applejack.
  19. >Or you’ll win. Whichever comes first, your liver permitting.
  20. “You ok down there, buddy?”
  21. >”FUCK YOU!”
  22. >Well that’s about as much of a response you could hope for from your liver. At least he didn’t try to shank your pancreas this time.
  23. >Musing aside, you’re just in time for flutter nutter to pester you again today.
  24. >You meander your way to the door, in a surprisingly good mood for someone with a hangover and reach there just in time to hear,
  25. >KNOCK KNOCK
  26. >Ooh, she sounds determined today.
  27. >Open the door (don’t get on the floor. There are no dinosaurs to walk in Equestria.)
  28. “Morning Fluttershy. No. That’s not my...”
  29. >There’s nop0ny there.
  30. >You stick your head out the door.
  31. >Look left... Look right.
  32. >No sign of Fluttershy anywhere.
  33. “Huh... That’s odd... I could have sworn I heard her knocking...”
  34. >Hold on, you’ve got this one. You can guess it even if you don’t know where she is.
  35. >You start shouting.
  36. “Fluttershy, invisibility isn’t my fetish! You tried that a couple of months ago! Nor is sneaking or spying. You tried that last week!”
  37. >No response.
  38. “NOR IS BEING SMALLER THAN THE WAVELENGTH OF VISIBLE LIGHT!”
  39. >”Ooh! I have a spell for that! Who are you shouting to, Anon?”
  40. >Ah, it’s PurpleSmart the unicorn. She usually makes an appearance shortly after Fluttershy’s latest plot has failed.
  41. >Usually to fix all the damage she causes.
  42. “Oh, just Fluttershy again with one of her crazy schemes.”
  43. >You proceed to explain your morning in the form of a text with chevrons proceeding all the narrative.
  44. >Twilight nods along with your (admittedly not very long) story.
  45. >”I have one question, Anon.”
  46. “Shoot.”
  47. >”Who’s Fluttershy?”
  48. ~~
  49. Part 2
  50. “Haha, yeah it’s weird not seeing her around this early. It’s like she’s not here. Maybe you’re right, I should just forget she even exists.”
  51. >”Uh... That’s not what I mea-“
  52. >You cut Twilight off before she can finish her sentence.
  53. “Ah, it’s liberating to not have to worry about her constant attacks for once. But I know she’s out there. Plotting something. Well, I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it. Then burn it down once and for all.”
  54. >”Anon, you’re beginning to sca-“
  55. “No, today is a brand new day with nothing here to stop me for once. Today I can do anything! I finally get to spend my day the way I want to! Thanks for the motivational, Twi. I’m off to seize the world!”
  56. >And with that, you stride off to meet the future.
  57. >”Anon, wait! I didn’t get to talk to you about that spell!” Twilight yells.
  58. >But you’re already out of earshot, striding gallantly towards whatever the day may throw at you.
  59. “What a difference a day without Fluttershy makes! Why, I could take on anything right now!”
  60. >At that moment the day throws a blue blur straight at your chest at mach 2.
  61. >You, naturally, go along with the laws of physics like a ragdoll, flailing your arms and screaming.
  62. >Naturally.
  63. >Eventually, the forces that sent you flying deem that it is time for your body to come to a stop, and you skid roughly up against a tree.
  64. >You just wish your head would have stopped spinning too.
  65. >”Oh Anon! You know better than to get in my training course!”
  66. >It’s Raindash Bow. You think. You so want to come inside her or something. Head’s not so good right now.
  67. “OHAI BLUEPONE GOFAST! YOU’RE MY FAVOURITE DEPUTY! I MEAN PONI! DID YOU GET THE NUMBER OF THE TRUCK THAT HIT ME?!”
  68. >She blushes and looks away from you. You have no idea why.
  69. >Come to think of it, you might be a little concussed.
  70. “Rainbow Dash, I think I may have a slight concussion. And a slight concussion.”
  71. >Looking shocked at her latest handiwork, she flaps her wings and hovers next to you, lending a hoof as you raise unsteadily to your feet.
  72. >”Oh, uh... Sorry Anon. Let’s get you back in bed. I mean, your bed. Without me in it. Or with if you prefer...”
  73. >She mutters that last part, and you’re far too dizzy and focusing on standing to catch it.
  74. >In fact you’re pretty sure you should get back home and sleep this off.
  75. “Dashie, I think I should get you in bed. I mean me in bed. You should get me in bed.”
  76. >Again with the blushing. You’re starting to think that blue isn’t her natural colour anymore.
  77. >Anyway, off you two go to your house.
  78. >”Now try not to get up and exert yourself, Anon.”
  79. >From your very comfy vantage point in your bed, you have no plans of doing anything involving effort at all.
  80. “I didn’t know you were such a good nurse, Dash.”
  81. >”I’ll be anything you want me to be...” She mutters.
  82. “Sorry Dash, I didn’t catch that.”
  83. >”Y-you too!”
  84. >She speeds out the nearest window, which happened to be locked, leaving glass shards scattered on the floor.
  85. “Oh goddammit!”
  86. >You get out of bed and start cleaning the glass off the floor. You’ll have to ask Twilight later to magic them back together into a window.
  87. >Is that spaghetti mixed in with them?
  88. >You pick up the final shard and are hit with a sudden headache.
  89. “Maybe I should have stayed in bed...”
  90. >The headache is worse than anything you’ve ever felt.
  91. >It feels like your head’s about to split open.
  92. >It brings waves of nausea, and an ear piercing ringing fills your ears and echoes in your head.
  93. >You drop the glass, and try to stumble to your bed.
  94. >Roll dexterity check.
  95. >1
  96. >You take one step and fall down flat on your face.
  97. >You look up to your bed and see a yellow and pink blur as your vision swims.
  98. >A gentle, familiar voice enters your head as a soothing balm to your current situation.
  99. >”hush now, quiet now, it’s time to lay your sleepy head. hush now, quiet now, it’s time to go to bed...”
  100. “Flutter...”
  101. >Darkness envelops you and you think no more.
  102. ~~
  103. Part 3
  104. >Your body feels stiff.
  105. >You groggily open your eyes and relive the last few moments of yesterday that you remember.
  106. >Fluttershy was in your bed?
  107. >The very idea makes your skin crawl.
  108. >You cringe at the thought and immediately regret it.
  109. >Sleeping on the floor is not very good for your back and neck.
  110. >”Good morning Anon.”
  111. >Despite your body’s protests, you tense up, alert to the intruder in your home and spring to your feet.
  112. >Fluttershy is calmly laying in your bed, not a care in the world.
  113. “Fluttershy, get out. You just... being you is not my fetish.”
  114. >”Oh, that’s not what I’m trying today, Anon. You’ll find out.”
  115. >Well enough of this, you move to pick her up, since she seems quite at home in your bed and doesn’t seem to be taking any steps to remove herself from your premises.
  116. >You grab her, walk downstairs and open the front door, only to see Twilight standing there, hoof poised to knock on the door.
  117. >”Hello, Anon! Are you feeling any better today?”
  118. “One second, Twi.”
  119. >You politely walk around Twilight and throw Fluttershy down the road.
  120. >Dusting your hands off, you turn around to face her again.
  121. “Yes, I’m feeling much better now tha-“
  122. >You’re stunned to see Fluttershy standing in your doorway, just behind Twilight.
  123. >”Good to hear. What’s wrong? Do I have toothpaste on my horn or something?”
  124. >You do a double take to check that Fluttershy is still standing in your house.
  125. “N-no, Twi. Just got to deal with old Fluttershy, here. She’s being stubborn today.”
  126. >”Oh not this again, Anon... Imaginary friends aren’t healthy for adults to have.”
  127. >You move past her and again pick up Fluttershy, this time more roughly.
  128. >You get to the road and again throw her out.
  129. >You turn around to see her draped across Twilight’s back, a smug shit-eating grin on her face.
  130. “Twilight, help me out here. Fluttershy’s doing something weird and I can’t get rid of her.”
  131. >”Anon, you’re starting to worry me now. Who is Fluttershy? And why do you want to get rid of her?”
  132. >This is really starting to get weird. Can’t Twilight see that she’s on her back? Or feel her for that matter.
  133. “Come on, Twi. She’s right there, just levitate her off your back and give her to me.”
  134. >Twilight gives you a confused stare.
  135. >”Anon, are you feeling ok? Are you sure you’re not still concussed? Maybe you should lay down again?”
  136. “I’ve been sleeping all day, Twi. And I’ll feel a lot better when I’ve gotten rid of that yellow psycho from my property.
  137. >You advance towards Twilight.
  138. >She takes a step back.
  139. >You check yourself. You may have been a bit menacing just then, but it was meant for Fluttershy, not her.
  140. “It’s ok, Twi. I do this every day. You know that. Just let me get rid of her.”
  141. >Fluttershy looks like she’s having the time of her life now, watching you flounder in confusion and annoyance.
  142. >Twilight seems to have run out of patience now and is eyeing you warily.
  143. >”I’m... gonna go now, Anon. You should check yourself in at the hospital. And I hope this “Fluttershy” doesn’t give you any more trouble.
  144. >She trots around you nervously, giving you a wide berth, all the while keeping eye contact with you.
  145. >Fluttershy just stays on her back, grinning at you the whole time.
  146. >Once Twilight has put some distance between you and her, she bolts back towards town as fast as she can, taking Fluttershy with her.
  147. “Well at least that got rid of Fluttershy... I’ll have to make it up to her later and prove that I’m not crazy.”
  148. >”And how are you going to do that, my sweet?” A syrupy sweet voice speaks into your right ear?
  149. >You wheel around to see Fluttershy hovering lazily with her wings right next to your face.
  150. >Shocked at this invasion of personal space, you stagger backwards and fall over on your behind.
  151. “Wha- but I just saw you...”
  152. >”Saw me leave? Saw me thrown out of your house? No, Anon. This time I’m here to stay. You’ll never get rid of me this time...”
  153. >Oh dear Celestia what has she done now.
  154. “What is it this time, Fluttershy? Twilight’s playing along perfectly. Who else have you got in on this one?”
  155. >”Me? Conspire with my friends? No, they’d never play along this perfectly. Right now it’s just me,”
  156. >She hovers close to you.
  157. >”And you.”
  158. >She boops you on the nose. Cute, in any other circumstance. But here,
  159. >She knows it’s full of venom.
  160. ~~
  161. Part 4
  162. >Ok, you’re not going to take this lying down.
  163. >You get up, shoving Fluttershy out of your way.
  164. >You’re off to town to find out what’s going on.
  165. >You don’t know what kind of fetish Fluttershy’s got on her list this time, but you’re damn well going to find out.
  166. >And if you can’t, then you’re at least going to find a way to get rid of her.
  167. >”Oh but Anon, you can’t get rid of me! You already tried!”
  168. “What, you can read thoughts now too? Isn’t that more Pinkie’s schtick?”
  169. >”Oh Anon, I always liked your sense of humour. I’m so lucky to be able to enjoy it all to myself!”
  170. >As you walk at a brisk pace she constantly floats into your vision.
  171. >Not a care in the world on her face, she always giggles when you get distracted by her.
  172. >After a while you reach town, and decide to work on Twilight’s assertions that she doesn’t know Fluttershy.
  173. >For one of the elements of harmony to not recognise one of the other members, some perverse magic must be afoot.
  174. >And it’s at this point you realise that you’ll have to do all this detective work with Yellow-not-so-timid giggling in your ear constantly.
  175. >You’ll put up with it for now. You’ve got some answers to find.
  176. >First stop, Pinkie Pie.
  177. >If there’s anything weird going on, she’d be the most responsive to it. Hell, she’s an oddity in and of herself.
  178. >Sugarcube Corner it is.
  179. >”hehehe”
  180. >Whatever. Shrug it off. Time for righteous retribution later.
  181. >Walking into Sugarcube Corner you’re immediately accosted by a blur of pink.
  182. >Same old, same old, really.
  183. >”OHMYGOSH AnonI’mSoGladToSeeYou! IWasSoWorriedWhenIHeardYouWeren’tFeelingWellAndIWasGoingToBakeYouAGetWellSoonCakeButIWasSoBusyWithTheShopAndWeHadSoManyOrdersAndICouldn’tMakeItAndI’mSoSorryButI’mSoGladYou’reHereButTwilightSaidThatYou’reBeingASillyPonyButISaidThatYou’reNotAPonyAndSheWentOffInAHuffButI’mSoGladYou’reHereNow!”
  184. “Thanks, Pinkie. I’m glad to see you too.
  185. >The hyperactive ball of joy gets off you long enough for you to get up and dust yourself off.
  186. >She scoots back around the counter and puts on her best “receiving customers” face.
  187. >It kinda looks like her “I get to throw you a party” and her “Had one too many sugarcubes” face.
  188. >Come to think of it they might all be appropriate.
  189. “Something weird’s going on, Pinkie.”
  190. >”OOH! Spooky weird or funny weird?”
  191. “Definitely not funny weird. Fluttershy won’t stop following me around. And no matter what I do she won’t leave me.”
  192. >As you say this, Fluttershy is up on the counter next to Pinkie... presenting herself to you.
  193. >You try not to gag.
  194. >”Alright! Leave it to Pinkie, ace PI!”
  195. >She dips under the counter and pops up dressed in a deerstalker, a monocle, a fake moustache and a bubble pipe.
  196. >She stalks close to you, while you look on with a stunned expression.
  197. >She sniffs all around you, like a bloodhound, moving in a tight circle.
  198. >Fluttershy is one step ahead of her, leaving a trail of clear liquid where she walks.
  199. >You cringe at what Pinkie’s doing, incredulous at what Fluttershy is making her inadvertently do.
  200. >She then sits on her haunches with a furrowed brow, trying to puzzle together all the clues she has, juices on her muzzle.
  201. >Can she seriously not see Fluttershy?
  202. >Or feel what she’s doing to her?
  203. >You move to clean her up, but she waves her hoof at you to tell you to stay where you are.
  204. >This continues on for a few minutes as you watch on, eager to see what results such an expert can deduce.
  205. >”Hmm... Hmmmmmmmmmmm...”
  206. “Yes, yes? Have you got something?”
  207. >”Mmmmaybe... I just have one question.”
  208. “Yes, what do you need to know?”
  209. >”What’s a Fluttershy?”
  210. ~~
  211. Part 5
  212. >You lose all tension in your body as you realise she had you going there for nothing.
  213. >And all hope that she’ll be able to help you at all.
  214. >Your displeasure is obvious.
  215. >”Oh cheer up, Anon! I’m sure you’ll figure out the solution to your problem soon enough. Until then, have one of my zap apple cupcakes!”
  216. >She very graciously stuffs one in your mouth.
  217. >You’re sure it’d be delicious if you weren’t choking.
  218. >You manage anyway, thank Pinkie for what little help she provided, tell her she may need a towel, and slink off into the square again.
  219. >Fluttershy is loving this.
  220. >”Oh hehe! I can have all the fun I want with you now, Anon! I can guess your fetish without having to go through the effort of setting it up every day now!”
  221. >She flutters in front of you in heavy leather bondage gear, riding crop in hoof.
  222. >”It’s so easy now! I can even take a look see what it is for my self... But that would be cheating, wouldn’t it! Hehehe!”
  223. “WILL YOU PLEASE SHUT UP!”
  224. >Fluttershy is stunned, hooves clasped across her mouth in shock.
  225. >Not at your outburst.
  226. >But that you did it in such a public place.
  227. >Everp0ny is staring at you right now, giving you really nasty looks.
  228. >Especially that cream bitch that always hangs around with Lyra. She’s looking especially indignant.
  229. >You try hard to stop the spaghetti from welling up in your pockets, but you fail.
  230. >You keep your head down and start moving to Twilight’s.
  231. >Before you get there though, and orange hoof wrestles you into a nearby back alley.
  232. >From the brute strength associated with it, you’d wager it belongs to none other than...
  233. >”Anon! What in the hay d’ya think yer doin’?”
  234. >Applejack.
  235. >”Y’wanna explain t’me who in Equestria y’were hollerin’ to out there?”
  236. “Fluttershy, Applejack. She’s been following me all day.”
  237. >Speaking of which, she’s been laughing her ass off since we got out of the square.
  238. >”Fluttershy? Thar aint nopony round here by the name of Fluttershy. What’s gotten into yew?”
  239. >Again, another friend with no recollection of Fluttershy. Looks like you’re on your own with this one, Anon.
  240. “It’s fine, Applejack. It doesn’t matter. Don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine. I’m going to Twilight’s for some answers.”
  241. >”Jest as well. Ah was gonna see to it that you’d speak to somep0ny with some sense. Else I’d’ve knocked it into ya. Ah’ve gotta get back to mah stall now. Take care, Anon.”
  242. “You too, Applejack.”
  243. >You calmly wave her off, spaghetti receding into your pockets as you poke your head out of the alley.
  244. >You walk briskly, keeping your head down, with your sights set straight on Twilight’s library.
  245. >You don’t bother knocking on the door. It’s the middle of the day, and frankly you’re a bit exasperated to care about most of your actions.
  246. >You slam the door of the library open, making Spike jump and drop a stack of books that were currently in transit.
  247. “Oh, uh. Sorry Spike.”
  248. >”It’s ok... It’s not like I had enough cleaning to do anyway... I just hope Twilight doesn’t make me sleep in the basement again because of this...”
  249. >Yeesh, the little guy’s pretty whipped. You sure wouldn’t like to be in his position.
  250. >Anyway, while he’s free, he can help you.
  251. “Spike, I need any books you have on dementia and psychosis.”
  252. >”sigh-what now?”
  253. >Ugh, this is why you don’t leave an 8 year old to manage a library.
  254. “Crazy p0nies, Spike. Get me all the books you can on that.”
  255. >It takes about 15 minutes, but Spike brings you all your reading material.
  256. >Fluttershy occupies herself by rubbing on your leg.
  257. >You make a mental note to disinfect, amputate and burn that leg when you’re done with all of this.
  258. >You’re just glad Twilight was out. She might have stuck her snout in where you didn’t want it to be.
  259. “Thanks, Spike. One more thing...”
  260. >”*sigh* Yes?”
  261. “Do you know a p0ny named Fluttershy?”
  262. >”Fluttershy? Course I do. She came in here a couple of days ago looking for books on mind control.”>...
  263. >What did he just say?
  264. “What?! Spike, tell me. Can you see Fluttershy?”
  265. >”What, right now? No. Why do you ask?”
  266. >Thank whatever gods run this place, whether it be Celestia, Luna or Discord, you’re not crazy!
  267. >But whatever is going on is only affecting you.
  268. >You drop all the books you were about to take out, and dash to the door.
  269. “Thanks, Spike! You’ve been of more help to me than you could ever know. If it weren’t gay paedophilic beastiality, I’d kiss you!”
  270. >”Eww...!”
  271. >You run out of the library, leaving a whirlwind of scattered pages in your wake.
  272. >Next stop:
  273. >Fluttershy’s cottage.
  274.  
  275.  
  276.  
  277. >”And guess who gets to clean all this up.”
  278. >A very disgruntled dragon gets his dustpan and brush out in Ponyville.
  279. ~~
  280. Part 6
  281. >You’re currently running with the speed of KENYANS along the path to Fluttershy’s cottage.
  282. >You think you’ve got this figured out now.
  283. >Fluttershy has got some books on mind control and is now appearing as a hallucination to you, and you alone.
  284. >Of course, being in your head, she has realised this and is currently shitting bricks as she floats along with you just at the edge of your vision.
  285. >You’re going to get to the bottom of this and then you’re sending that yellow freak straight to the moon.
  286. >Fuelled by your rage, you sprint along the dirt track.
  287. >”Oh, Anon... don’t... You really don’t want to stop me... I can give you so much! We could be together forever!”
  288. >Oh sure, now she’s meek and mild.
  289. >But earlier on she was forcing you to watch so much shit while your friends didn’t so much as bat an eyelid.
  290. “Screw... You... Fluttershy...”
  291. >Just because you’re fuelled by rage doesn’t mean you don’t get out of breath.
  292. >”Oh... I didn’t want to have to do this yet... But you leave me no choice.”
  293. >Oh that didn’t sound good. You know a threat when you hear one.
  294. >But you have no choice but to press onwards.
  295. >Suddenly, the piercing ringing assaults your head, forcing you to trip and stumble.
  296. >You come crashing to your knees, the world spinning, with your head threatening to crack in two.
  297. >While the world appears to vibrate and stretch, Fluttershy drifts into your vision, front and center.
  298. >She’s the only clarity in your world right now, the only sane thing in a world gone mad...
  299. >No! That’s what she’s doing to you!
  300. >”Please try not to resist, Anon... I just want to show you such pleasures... We can find out your fetish. Together. Forever.”
  301. >Her words seem to carry an unearthly tone to them.
  302. >They chime together, almost melodic, and yet so very wrong in your head.
  303. >It’s a siren song for all but the most battle-hardened veterans.
  304. >And you were on /b/ before tubgirl even came on the scene.
  305. “I... defy you, Fluttershy...” You manage to squeak out.
  306. “I’ll resist you with every fiber of my being. You have no idea what mental strength I have... What horrors I’ve seen. You have NO CHANCE OF BEATING ME!”
  307. >She’s shocked. You can see it plain on her face.
  308. “I was there when Goatse came. I was there when 2 girls 1 cup came. I saw 1 guy 1 cup while I was having dinner! I’ve seen so much gore that butchers have nightmares about ME. I am anonymous, Fluttershy. You can’t break me.”
  309. >You stagger to your feet, the world still vibrating violently, like reality itself would threaten to rip apart at any moment.
  310. >You’re so unsteady, but you can’t let that stop you.
  311. >You set off in the direction you were travelling. Or at least you think it is.
  312. >Everything’s so blurry, it’s hard to tell...
  313. >”T-then you’ve forced my hoof, Anon!”
  314. “I already told you, Fluttershy. I won’t yield.”
  315. >”Not voluntarily, you won’t. I understand that. Go ahead.”
  316. >Suspicious, but it’s not unlike the yellow Pegasus to back down from a fight.
  317. >The world shifts back to its normal state, and your headache ceases instantly.
  318. >Fluttershy seems to be meditating on your words, eyes closed, hovering in the air.
  319. “Thank you, Fluttershy. I just want this to be over. You can keep guessing my fetishes every day, just get out of my head, ok?”
  320. >”...”
  321. >No response.
  322. >Well, fine. Some animosity is to be expected when you figure out her plans.
  323. >Now that the pressure is off, it’s time to head back on the road.
  324. >You press on towards Fluttershy’s cottage.
  325. >You arrive and note the lack of animals anywhere.
  326. >You guess it’s to fit in with the illusion that no Fluttershy ever existed.
  327. >Seems to make sense.
  328. >You don’t bother to knock on the door, so you simply turn the handle and...
  329. >Stride into your home.
  330. >What?
  331. >No, this is your home.
  332. >Beer cans strewn on the floor, magical computer linked to 4chan in the corner.
  333. >How did you get here.
  334. >Fluttershy is still in meditation, fluttering quietly behind you.
  335. >You spin around to confront her, when you hear humming coming from your bedroom.
  336. >You eye her suspiciously, but grab your bat you keep next to your door and sneak upstairs as quietly as you can.
  337. >As you get closer to the source of the humming, it appears to be coming from your bedroom.
  338. >And they’re humming the MLP theme song.
  339. >If you weren’t so tense, you’d facepalm.
  340. >Before you enter your bedroom, you peer through the keyhole to get a better grasp of the situation.
  341. >Fluttershy is in there, under your quilt, looking like she just woke up.
  342. >”Oh Anon, don’t be shy. I don’t suppose sex just after waking up is your fetish?”
  343. >Well there was no need to sneak around it seems. After all, Fluttershy does know what you’re thinking.
  344. >You lower the bat, then instinctively raise it immediately when Fluttershy speaks directly into your ear,
  345. >”Or maybe the bat is your fetish?”
  346. >You swing blindly and make a nice dent in your hallway wall.
  347. >Fluttershy of course isn’t there.
  348. >”In the bedroom, Anon.”
  349. >You finally open the door to see three Fluttershys sitting on your bed, all beckoning you to come closer.
  350. >”Maybe triplets are your fetish?”
  351. >Maybe for a lesser man, but you aren’t going to be fucking Fluttershy any time soon if you have any say in the matter.
  352. >”Well what if you don’t have a say in the matter?”
  353. >You’re about to retort when you feel your lips are awfully gummy all of a sudden.
  354. >In fact, they’re melting together, sealing off your mouth completely.
  355. >You start to panic and hyperventilate through your nose.
  356. >And then the pieces start to click together.
  357. >Fluttershy can make you see, smell, taste, hear and touch anything she cares to construct for you.
  358. >She made you think you were heading to her house, when in fact she was directing you to your house.
  359. >And now she’s making you hallucinate any fantasy that she wants.
  360. >Your mouth is fine.
  361. >And that boner of yours is probably an illusion too.
  362. >”Oh no, Anon. You conjured that one entirely by yourself...”
  363. >One of her clones stalks off the bed and comes close to you.
  364. >She pulls down your trousers with her teeth.
  365. >You can feel her breath on your dick.
  366. >Her satiny soft mane.
  367. >You’re powerless to stop it.
  368. >You want to move but you can’t. She’s taken that away from you too.
  369. >You want to scream but you can’t.
  370. >She’s finally getting what she wants...
  371. >She drags you towards the bed, where the other two Fluttershys lie in wait.
  372. >No...
  373. >Not like this...
  374. >You can’t let her win.
  375. >There’s one thing you can do that she can’t take away from you.
  376. >You feel yourself drifting off to unconsciousness as the pressure of this situation overwhelms you.
  377. >You pass out to waves of darkness, just as they’re about to get started with their tongues on your boner...
  378. >You sleep in the satisfaction that you narrowly avoided
  379. >Fucking Fluttershy
  380. ~~
  381. Part 7
  382. >You awake suddenly to the startling yet familiar hammering of a hoof against your front door.
  383. >You can hear Twilight’s voice shouting for you:
  384. >”Anon, open up! We know you’re in there!”
  385. >You hastily grab some clean clothes and almost fall down the stairs while hopping down them, simultaneously putting on your trousers.
  386. >You stumble to the door and open it to see the worried and angry faces of Twilight, Pinkie Pie, Rarity , Applejack and Rainbro dash.
  387. “Uh, hi, ladies...! I thought our spa appointment was on Saturday... heh heh..?”
  388. >Your sheepish joke doesn’t seem to crack the almost chiselled faces of the girls.
  389. >”This is an intervention.” Twilight says.
  390. >”Yeah, like, what the hay is going on? Twilight’s been tellin’ us about some Fluttershy dork you’ve been hanging out with. You seeing other ponies?” Rainbro accuses.
  391. >The others can’t see through her tough exterior, but she seems genuinely worried about something.
  392. “N-no. Nop0ny from outside Ponyville. And you girls already know everybody in Ponyville so, what’s the problem?”
  393. >You decide to play ignorant today. You don’t want to end up in a strait jacket in whatever these ponies pass for a mental institution.
  394. >”You talked to me, Applejack and Pinkie Pie about a Fluttershy yesterday. Who IS she?” Twilight demands.
  395. “N-nop0ny. Nop0ny at all.”
  396. >You’re starting to sweat bullets here.
  397. >You can feel the spaghetti threatening to drown all of Ponyville in an unprecedented pasta catastrophe.
  398. >”Oh Anon~”
  399. >Fluttershy calls out from your bed.
  400. >”That was mean on you, cutting our fun yesterday. You should know I can’t manipulate your mind while you’re asleep.”
  401. >Oh god.
  402. >Not now.
  403. >”We’re not buyin’ it, Anon. Yew’ve talked about her to every single one of us.” Applejack protests.
  404. >”Not me! He never comes to visit me!” Rarity sulks.
  405. >Applejack just shoots her a look before continuing.
  406. >”Now yew tell us who this here Fluttarshay is or we’re gonna hogtie yew and buck it outta ya!”
  407. >You don’t doubt for a moment that Applejack would back down from a threat like that.
  408. >When Big Mac and Caramel came out together, she damn near killed the two of them to “Beat the gay out of them.”
  409. “Whoa, now. Don’t do anything hasty, ladies. I’ll sing.”
  410. >It’s at this moment that Fluttershy decides you’re not paying enough attention to her.
  411. >She teleports 5 clones of herself to play with the unsuspecting mares in front of you.
  412. >69ing most of them, preening Dash’s wings, sucking on Rarity’s horn.
  413. >You wince, not wanting to look at the bestial orgy in front of you, but knowing that it’d be suspicious to look away.
  414. >It basically makes you look like Max Payne staring at a really bright light while taking a shit.
  415. >”Uh... Are you alright, Anon?” Pinkie pie asks, unaware of the humping taking place behind her.
  416. >”You... Do seem a little off, dear.” Rarity chimes in, pony slobber and horn residue dripping off her muzzle and splashing noisily in a little puddle at her hooves.
  417. >You almost want to barf, but hold it in.
  418. >This is where all those poker games are going to pay off.
  419. >You ready your pokerface and take a deep breath for perhaps your biggest lie.
  420. “F-fluttershy is a pet of mine!”
  421. >The ponies remain unconvinced.
  422. “S-she’s a bird that I adopted from a friend of mine. O-oh Fluttershy! Come meet my friends!”
  423. >Another Flutterclone appears behind you, and starts hoofing your crotch from behind, giving you a reach around.
  424. “S-she’s shy, of course. Hence the name. Sorry about that, girls. You’ll have to come back again another day.
  425. >Stop it boner.
  426. >No.
  427. >STAHP
  428. >Luckily your salvation comes in the form of Rainbro Dash (as usual) who proudly pipes up, wings extended excitedly,
  429. >”See girls, no harlot ponies trying to seduce my, I mean, our Anon. Nothing to worry about! I knew our Anon had nothing to hide.”
  430. >And that’s when the Flutterclones all start moaning.
  431. >The sound is so sickening you can’t hold it in anymore.
  432. >You bring your hand up to stop it, but part of it escapes.
  433. >The spaghetti that was welling up in your pockets before well and truly explodes, and you retreat into your man cave to relieve yourself in the kitchen sink.
  434. >”Oh my goddess! Anon, are you ok?!” Twilight cries out.
  435. >You take a break from losing last night’s dinner to call out,
  436. “I’m fine, Twi! Don’t come in! I don’t want you catching what I’ve got! I’ll be fine! Just go!”
  437. >The ponies all disperse, and you’re left with 6 Flutterclones all trying to comfort you at the sink.
  438. >”Oh you poor thing, let nurses Fluttershy take care of you.
  439. >They’re all now wearing nurses outfits and drag you upstairs to bed.
  440. “Damn you, Fluttershy. I’ll get you for this.”
  441. >”Tut-tut. You shouldn’t speak to your benefactors this way. But don’t worry. We’ll take good care of you.”
  442. >They all start trying to undress you, pulling on various pieces of fabric as you lay down on the bed.
  443. >You start wracking your brain to come up with a way out of this.
  444. >But you can’t let her know you’re thinking about this.
  445. >Focus on your rage. That’s the way out.
  446. >You start thinking of all the horrible things you’ll do to get revenge on Fluttershy.
  447. >”OOH, why didn’t I try those, Anon! You should have just told me!”
  448. >Good, it’s working.
  449. >You focus on your revenge long enough to come up with a plan, and to try and figure out how this all works.
  450. “F-fluttershy, stop. You want to know what my fetish is? I’ll tell you.”
  451. >The Flutterclones stop their “nursing” and all turn to face you.
  452. “I... I love all of the mane six. I won’t have sex with you without all of them.”
  453. >”Oh phooey. You’re just trying to make me stop.”
  454. “No. I’m serious. I need all of them.”
  455. >The Flutterclones all look at you with the same incredulous stare, searching your face for any signs of deceit.
  456. >You practice your poker face, and focus on... scenes of the mane six around you. Licking, nipping.
  457. >Fluttershy seems convinced and turns 5 of her clones into each of her friends.
  458. “N-no! No, Fluttershy. I know it’s not real. It needs to be them.”
  459. >”Your boner says otherwise...” She taunts.
  460. “No, I can’t. Let me see the girls and try to convince them to come back with me.”
  461. >You know you don’t have a hope in hell of that happening, but this is the start of your gambit.
  462. >If your plan doesn’t work, you’ll have to play it by ear.
  463. >But this is the start of getting rid of Fluttershy.
  464. >Fluttershy relinquishes control of your body to you, and you waste no time in getting up and out the door.
  465. >”I’ll be watching you, Anon. Don’t forget that. And I can see your thoughts.”
  466. >Right. As if you can forget.
  467. >Though it does remind you.
  468. >Focus on your rage.
  469. >Let her think you’ve succumbed to it.
  470. >Because if your plan succeeds,
  471. >She’ll see your true rage that is currently being masked.
  472. ~~
  473. Part 8
  474. >You’re walking into town, hiding your power level from Fluttershy.
  475. >You keep chanting your mantra in your head.
  476. >”Soon she’ll be gone and you can fap in peace.”
  477. >She just giggles behind you when she hears that.
  478. >Good. It means she’s focused on that, and not your plan.
  479. >You start to approach Sugarcube Corner when you take a sharp turn into a back alley.
  480. >”Where are you going, Anon?” Fluttershy asks.
  481. >You ignore her. You know where you need to go, but don’t think about it.
  482. >You start reciting the lyrics to Still Alive in your head.
  483. >The Portal one, not the Mirror’s Edge one.
  484. >”I don’t like this, Anon... Stop.”
  485. >And just like that, you come screeching to a halt, right in front of your destination.
  486. >”Oh, the train station, huh? And just what were you going to do there, Anon?”
  487. “Well you see, Fluttershy, I had this brilliant idea. After my little accident this morning, I can’t possibly convince the mane six to sleep with me. But I know someone who can. I’m going to see Princess Celestia to get them to take part in an “experiment” with me.”
  488. >You clear your mind of all intent, focusing on Fluttershy’s inquisitive gaze.
  489. >You can tell she’s trying to read your mind, and is having trouble.
  490. >Your pokerface of the soul pays off and she gives you back control of your body.
  491. >”Okay. But if you even think of betraying me on this, I’ll make you lick every inch of my body in return.”
  492. >Okay, that one you can’t resist. You cringe internally at the idea, while Fluttershy gets a sly smile on her face in return.
  493. >Moving on, you buy a ticket to Canterlot and board the train.
  494. >You plan to snooze on the train, in order to reduce the chances that you’ll tip Fluttershy off to your scheme.
  495. >But before you do go to sleep, you think about how when you get to Canterlot, you’ll tell Princess Celestia about your predicament, and get her to dispel any hexes or curses you’re under.
  496. >Then you’ll go and kick Fluttershy’s arse from here to Appaloosa.
  497. >You drift off, noting Fluttershy’s smug grin sitting opposite you.
  498. >You smile to yourself as you finally fall into unconsciousness.
  499. ~~
  500. Finale
  501. >You wake up in time to see the train pull into Canterlot.
  502. >From here it’s a straight line to the finish.
  503. >You leave the train station with determination in each step.
  504. >You’re heading to the palace and you’re going to tell Princess Celestia what’s going on.
  505. >She can fix all of this.
  506. >You ignore all the looks you’re getting from all the high class ponies.
  507. >It’s not every day you see a human in Equestria after all.
  508. >But you’re used to it.
  509. >And even if you weren’t.
  510. >You’ve got a serious bone to pick at the moment, and nothing’s going to stop you.
  511. >You enter Canterlot Castle grounds and are waved through by the guards.
  512. >They at least remember you from your initial arrival in Equestria.
  513. >You have explicit permission by Princess Celestia herself to bother her about anything that may be troubling you.
  514. >You walk through the castle, noting the lack of ponies as your footsteps echo through its cavernous halls.
  515. >You reach the throne room and look back to Fluttershy, who you note has been suspiciously silent this whole time.
  516. >She opens her eyes, startled by your inspection.
  517. >”What? Go on, then. Talk to Celestia. It won’t do you any good, you know.”
  518. “Oh. I know.”
  519. >You smile broadly as you anticipate that your gambit has paid off.
  520. >You open the huge double doors to reveal...
  521. >The Canterlot Castle Gardens Labyrinth.
  522. >Perfect.
  523. >Fluttershy chooses this time to taunt you, convinced that your little scheme has been done in.
  524. >”You think I wouldn’t read your mind, Anon? I let you come this far because I want you to know that there is no escape. I have you and... WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING?”
  525. >You crease up in laughter, almost maniacally as she has played right into your hands.
  526. >You take a break, wiping the tears away to address her.
  527. “I’m laughing, Fluttershy because you’re so predictable. It’s become formulaic with you. Haven’t you learned? You always bungle these things up somehow. I come from a planet filled with lying, cheating backstabbing scumbags. YOU ARE OUTCLASSED! Everypony I’ve met here is friendly, trusting and exquisitely naive. You especially. And now you’re trying to outsmart me. Every single human on my planet has survived by lying, cheating, backstabbing and generally being duplicitous. It’s IN OUR DNA .I’m afraid you never stood a chance, Fluttershy. You had already lost to begin with.”
  528. >Fluttershy is visibly shocked. She has no idea what to do but float and sputter.
  529. >She’s trying frantically to read your mind for any hint of a clue on what you’re doing.
  530. >But it’s too late.
  531. >You turn to the Discord statue that has been weakened by one of the elements going missing.
  532. >You state triumphantly,
  533. “This sentence is false.”
  534. >The ground begins to shake and crack, and the statue’s eyes glow blood red.
  535. >You hear Q’s familiar laugh echo throughout Canterlot.
  536. >You walk over to it as Fluttershy floats there, horrified and powerless.
  537. >Without a tangible body to speak of, she can’t do anything against Discord, even if she can do anything she likes to you.
  538. >The statue’s finish cracks and crumbles to reveal the horrible mishmash of creatures that is Discord.
  539. >And boy is he PISSED.
  540. >He lowers his lion’s paw down to the ground, as he grows to the size of Canterlot Castle.
  541. >You happily accept his offer and climb onto his paw.
  542. >Grabbing onto a claw for support, you are elevated 30 stories and take your place on Discord’s shoulder as his right hand man.
  543. >Fluttershy is shocked speechless.
  544. >Discord releases you of her grip on your mind and bestows upon you garb fitting of your new status.
  545. >You gain a chain mail chestpiece, with a plate arm on your left arm and furs covering your right.
  546. >A cape of deep royal blue appears behind you, emblazoned with a bat wing and a Pegasus wing in the centre.
  547. >Chain mail legs enshroud you, one of them with banded plating.
  548. >Using your newly bestowed powers you break Fluttershy out of her controlling trance at her cottage.
  549. >You stretch out your hand and teleport her to your anticipatory grip, which wraps around her waiting throat.
  550. >You can see the look of horror in her eyes as she sees Canterlot’s ponies scattering in terror, as Discord uses his laser eyes to score deep gouges into the ground, and set the houses below alight.
  551. >You click your fingers, and her terrified, searching eyes lock onto yours.
  552. >You lean in close and say.
  553. “Fluttershy, No. Means. No.”

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