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Anon and Lyra are menaces in this one

By Rusty_Snoot
Created: 2021-08-21 02:56:30
Updated: 2021-08-23 13:42:14
Expiry: Never
fluttershylyransfwcomedyanonymous/flutterrape/oneshot

  1. 1.
    //Author's note: for thread 37298142, written 7/24/24
  2. 2.
    Alright, story two, GO GO GO
  3. 3.
    "Yeah, and then she said 'no you can't put that in there', so I said 'can't I?' and it turned out when you do that it makes mustard gas. Who knew?"
  4. 4.
    >You look at Lyra, sat on the couch opposite from you.
  5. 5.
    >She slowly blinks and looks over at you.
  6. 6.
    >"Duuude, that reminds me of that one time I was with BonBon and we were..."
  7. 7.
    >Lyra stops talking as she moves to rest her head on one of the arms of her couch.
  8. 8.
    >"What was I saying?"
  9. 9.
    >You watch as the wall behind her tries to fold in on itself.
  10. 10.
    /knock knock/
  11. 11.
    "Oh, that's probably Fluttershy. Again."
  12. 12.
    /knock knock/
  13. 13.
    /knock knock/
  14. 14.
    >Lyra looks back at you.
  15. 15.
    /knock knock/
  16. 16.
    /knockknockknockknock
  17. 17.
    >"Anon, can you turn that off?"
  18. 18.
    knockknockknockknockknock/
  19. 19.
    "Yeah one second, I have a funny idea"
  20. 20.
    >You go over and open the door.
  21. 21.
    >You barely register Fluttershy's hoofsie hitting your knee as her knocking is interrupted.
  22. 22.
    >You look up at the sky fractals before looking at Fluttershy.
  23. 23.
    "Oh sorry, were you using this?"
  24. 24.
    >You point to the door.
  25. 25.
    "I can put it back closed if you want."
  26. 26.
    >"Oh, no I wasn't. It's fine. But, uh, Anon, I was wondering if your fetish was ecclesiology?"
  27. 27.
    >Fluttershy is dressed in a pope costume and holding a book.
  28. 28.
    >You kneel down to look the pony in the eye.
  29. 29.
    "Fluttershy, I have no idea what the fuck that means."
  30. 30.
    >You stand up with a pony under your arm.
  31. 31.
    >Walking back into the room, you place Fluttershy in the middle of the two couches.
  32. 32.
    >Lyra smiles and dopily waves.
  33. 33.
    >You speak.
  34. 34.
    "Hey Fluttershy"
  35. 35.
    >"Yes!"
  36. 36.
    "I'll give you a kiss if you take a rip of this bong"
  37. 37.
    >"Of what?"
  38. 38.
    >Fluttershy is poking the bong with a hoof.
  39. 39.
    "No look Fluttershy, like this."
  40. 40.
    >You take a fatty hit and blow the smoke into Fluttershy's face.
  41. 41.
    "Here, I'll light it for you, I know all about how you have stupid pony hooves and not sexy human fingers."
  42. 42.
    /click/
  43. 43.
    "Just breathe as deep as you can, for as long as you can."
  44. 44.
    /bubble/
  45. 45.
    /fooooooo/
  46. 46.
    "Yeahyuh that's it"
  47. 47.
    /hack hack cough/
  48. 48.
    "Yo Lyra, look"
  49. 49.
    >Lyra is already looking at Fluttershy, and her mouth is hanging half open.
  50. 50.
    >"nooooo flutterrshyyyy don't hit it, it's way too strong for you."
  51. 51.
    "Lyra. Dude. That's the point."
  52. 52.
    >Lyra stares at you, mouth agape.
  53. 53.
    >...
  54. 54.
    >...
  55. 55.
    >Fluttershy is still coughing out a lung.
  56. 56.
    >"Ohh now I get it. That's pretty funny man."
  57. 57.
    "Yeah, I know."
  58. 58.
    >Seconds later.
  59. 59.
    "Alright, Fluttershy, your coughing is starting to annoy me, chill out."
  60. 60.
    >You walk over to Fluttershy and hit her between the shoulder blades.
  61. 61.
    >Her coughing stops.
  62. 62.
    "Go get a glass of water and come back here, you know the way around?"
  63. 63.
    >"Yeah, I've been here a -cough lot before."
  64. 64.
    "Go get em', cowboy."
  65. 65.
    >You sit on the couch as she patters away.
  66. 66.
    >Second to minutes later, you hear glass break. Many times.
  67. 67.
    >...
  68. 68.
    >...
  69. 69.
    >Fluttershy walks in.
  70. 70.
    >Lyra looks over.
  71. 71.
    >"Ohh hey Fluttershy, when did you get here?"
  72. 72.
    >"Oh, I've been here for about..."
  73. 73.
    >A look of concern comes across her face.
  74. 74.
    >"An hour?"
  75. 75.
    >You pick Fluttershy up and hold her in front of you.
  76. 76.
    "Fluttershy, it's been ten minutes, and I haven't even given you the best part yet."
  77. 77.
    >You set her on the couch.
  78. 78.
    "I forgot how extremely lightweight you ponies are."
  79. 79.
    >Fluttershy is staring at the ceiling nodding.
  80. 80.
    "Look at my disciple Lyra, though. She has tolerance like a boss."
  81. 81.
    >At her name, Lyra looks over from her contemplations.
  82. 82.
    >Fluttershy is staring vacantly in front of her.
  83. 83.
    >Lyra speaks
  84. 84.
    >"Wait, what did you say about me?"
  85. 85.
    >You check your imaginary watch.
  86. 86.
    >Yeah, it's time.
  87. 87.
    >You reach into your stash bag and pull out a vial of glittery purple liquid.
  88. 88.
    "Yo flutters, catch."
  89. 89.
    >She looks over as the vial shatters on the wall behind her.
  90. 90.
    >You get out another and hand it to her.
  91. 91.
    >Zecora's a great plug, you get this shit for dirt cheap.
  92. 92.
    "Alright, drink up Flutters."
  93. 93.
    >She looks up at you with those big pony eyes.
  94. 94.
    >"Will this help with my nausea? I think I might be allergic to smoke and that maybe you accidentally gave me poison and-"
  95. 95.
    "Fluttershy, you're not poisoned. But yes, this is the antidote. Drink it."
  96. 96.
    >She chugs the vial.
  97. 97.
    "Good girl. Anyway, you're about to get really high. So just be cool."
  98. 98.
    >"Anon, c-can I get my kiss now?"
  99. 99.
    "Oh I was just fucking with you about that. No way am I gonna kiss you. It would be like kissing your pet dog, mega gay."
  100. 100.
    >"But you promised!"
  101. 101.
    "I didn't promise you shit, fag. Scroll up and check."
  102. 102.
    >"B-but..."
  103. 103.
    >"Anon, how are you shaking your face like that?"
  104. 104.
    "Yo Lyra, check it, Fluttershy's tripping."
  105. 105.
    >You turn to Fluttershy.
  106. 106.
    "Look Fluttershy, I'll give you your kiss after this is done, okay?"
  107. 107.
    >You're lying, but you figure she'll be more funny if she's not just freaking out the entire time.
  108. 108.
    >"Really?"
  109. 109.
    "Yeah, really."
  110. 110.
    >Fluttershy tears up and hugs you.
  111. 111.
    >"I love you, Anon."
  112. 112.
    >"Wait, Anon, Fluttershy's tripping?"
  113. 113.
    "Haha yeah dude it's kicking in for her."
  114. 114.
    >Fluttershy is making eye contact.
  115. 115.
    >"Anon, you're so handsome. Have I ever told you that I think you're handsome? You're just... handsome. And really glittery."
  116. 116.
    >Fluttershy hugs you tighter and pushes her snout into your side, inhaling.
  117. 117.
    "Lyre, we should do that thing we do."
  118. 118.
    >"Which thing? The one with my ponu-"
  119. 119.
    "No, the thing with your Lyra?"
  120. 120.
    >"Ohhh that thing, I know that thing."
  121. 121.
    >Lyra's harp thing floats up from the floor.
  122. 122.
    "Fluttershy check this out."
  123. 123.
    >Lyra starts jamming out.
  124. 124.
    >C. G. Am. F.
  125. 125.
    >You lay down the beatbox.
  126. 126.
    >After you're fully in the groove, you give a pointed look to Fluttershy.
  127. 127.
    >She is completely out of it, but after a minute she notices.
  128. 128.
    >She glances over both shoulders and then points at herself.
  129. 129.
    >You nod.
  130. 130.
    >Fluttershy cuts in with the vocals.
  131. 131.
    >The sounds feel like a blanket against your skin.
  132. 132.
    >The vibrations filling the room are so dense and comforting.
  133. 133.
    >The carpet is re-arranging itself.
  134. 134.
    >You're floating out of your body.
  135. 135.
    >Maybe seconds, maybe hours later the three of you are finished.
  136. 136.
    >Lyra continues idly plucking strings.
  137. 137.
    >You watch her.
  138. 138.
    >Feeling a sensation on your leg, you look down and watch as Fluttershy begins trying to unzip your pants.
  139. 139.
    >She notices and gets distracted by her own hoof.
  140. 140.
    "Hey, Fluttershy."
  141. 141.
    >You ask something you've wanted to ask since you arrived in Equestria.
  142. 142.
    >Your secret desire.
  143. 143.
    >To fly like Perseus on his steed.
  144. 144.
    "Can I get on your back, and ride you?"
  145. 145.
    >Her eyes go wide and she blushes.
  146. 146.
    >"You would really do that w-with me?"
  147. 147.
    >God damn horses and their strange fetishes.
  148. 148.
    >You'd only just learned wearing socks was indecent.
  149. 149.
    "Yea."
  150. 150.
    >Fluttershy goes to the middle of the room and kneels down.
  151. 151.
    >As you approach you notice her tail is raised, her vagina is spread, and her clitoris is going in and out.
  152. 152.
    >It's fucking disgusting, it makes you want to vomit.
  153. 153.
    >You ignore it, and hop on top of her.
  154. 154.
    >She can barely stand under the weight.
  155. 155.
    >Lyra has a look of disgust on her face.
  156. 156.
    >"You guys are grossing me out, but I kind of like it."
  157. 157.
    >..
  158. 158.
    "Hey Lyra, come 'ere."
  159. 159.
    >"No way fag."
  160. 160.
    "Seriously Lyra, come 'ere"
  161. 161.
    >"I'm not going over there."
  162. 162.
    "C'moooon Lyra. Just come 'ere for a second. One second."
  163. 163.
    >"Ughhhhhhh. fine."
  164. 164.
    >Lyra falls face first off the couch.
  165. 165.
    >A minute later she stands up and trots over.
  166. 166.
    >You seize the opportunity to grab her.
  167. 167.
    >You lift her and force her on top of your shoulders.
  168. 168.
    >"Anoooonnnn, you better buy me oats for this."
  169. 169.
    >As Lyra speaks, Fluttershy's legs give out and she slams to the floor.
  170. 170.
    >She's panting heavily, both from exhaustion and sexual frustration.
  171. 171.
    >You guess the weight was just too much for the old girl.
  172. 172.
    >You'll have to put her down, buy a new one.
  173. 173.
    >No room for slack on the farm.
  174. 174.
    "Lyra, psychokinesis my bag to you and get the whipped cream."
  175. 175.
    >She does as you requested.
  176. 176.
    "Alright now dude, trust me and just blast that shit straight into my mouth."
  177. 177.
    /psshhhhhttttt/
  178. 178.
    >You hear the door open.
  179. 179.
    >Facing away from it, you don't know who entered.
  180. 180.
    >"Oh my god. Anon?"
  181. 181.
    >You turn your head, causing Lyra to start spilling whipped cream everywhere.
  182. 182.
    "Yo Twilight! What's up zigga?"
  183. 183.
    >"Anon you fucking stoner, get out of my house. How'd you even get in? I fortified the entire fucking house.
  184. 184.
    >You point towards the circular hole in the floorboards, and the dirt tunnel that leads to it.
  185. 185.
    >Lyra is having fun squirting the whipped cream into the air.
  186. 186.
    >"Y'know what? I DON'T CARE. GET OUT OF MY HOUSE, RIGHT FUCKING NOW."
  187. 187.
    >You've now fallen off of Fluttershy and are lying on the floor, posing.
  188. 188.
    >As Lyra fell off of you, she had landed and took down a small table and a vase.
  189. 189.
    "Look Twilight, everything is fine, you just gotta chill out."
  190. 190.
    >Fluttershy is quietly moaning.
  191. 191.
    >"ANON, IT'S NOT FINE. NOTHING IS FUCKING FINE. WHEN I COME HOME, TO MY HOUSE. I DO NOT WANT TO SEE ONE OF MY BEST FRIENDS WINKING AT ME. I DO NOT WANT TO SEE THREE UNINVITED PEOPLE IN A FETISH POSE. I DO NOT WANT TO HAVE TO WONDER HOW YOU FUCKING SQUATTERS GOT TWO COUCHES INTO MY HOUSE."
  192. 192.
    >As Twilight screams, Fluttershy moans and squirts squash soup all over the floor.
  193. 193.
    >"THAT'S IT, THAT'S THE LAST FUCKING STRAW."
  194. 194.
    >Twilight concentrates as hard as she can, lifts the three of you, and ejects you onto the street.
  195. 195.
    >You quickly stand up as Fluttershy tugs on your pant leg.
  196. 196.
    >Her face is an expression of satisfaction.
  197. 197.
    >"Anon, can I get that kiss now?"
  198. 198.
    "No."
  199. 199.
    >Lyra is lyraing on her back staring directly into the sun.
  200. 200.
    >You hear a scream from Twilight's house.
  201. 201.
    >"WHY IS EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY FUCKING CUPS BROKEN?"

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