[Rape]Fluttershy by Anon


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                                            *I am not the author ,the original author posted this story as Anonymous*

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                                            >The yellow pegasus wanders through the town square, stopping by a few booths to purchase food.

                                            >You’ve noticed her coming and going, and know of her as a friend of Twilight.

                                            >Soft-spoken, friendly, and sweet.

                                            >But also timid and easily frightened.

                                            >Not to mention easy on the eyes.

                                            >And she doesn’t fly around as much as you’d expect a pegasus to.

                                            >You watch her leave a booth after getting some carrots.

                                            >Having become curious about her, you follow.

                                            >At a distance.

                                            >She seems to be done for today and carries her brown saddlebags to the edge of town.

                                            >You’re a little surprised when she follows a road out of town rather than going to a house within it.

                                            >Although that gives you… ideas.

                                            >You follow her a bit longer down the road and see a cottage ahead.

                                            >Must be where she lives.

                                            >Before she can get there, though, you approach her.

                                            >She hears you close in and turns around to see you.

                                            >Her formerly jolly expression immediately gains a degree of unease.

                                            >”Oh. H-hello.”

                                            >Her voice isn’t much different from a whisper.

                                            “Hi. Can I borrow you for a bit?”

                                            >She seems to hide her face behind her long pink mane.

                                            >”I… I guess…”

                                            >She has a hard time saying no?

                                            >Nice.

                                            “Alright. Follow me.”

                                            >Away from prying eyes and ears.

                                            >You start to walk towards the nearby woods.

                                            >Already being outside town it isn’t even far.

                                            >Fluttershy looks nervous but slowly tags along.

                                            >She looks at you and back to her cottage several times, but doesn’t say anything.

                                            >If she’s wondering what’s going on, she’s keeping it to herself.

                                            >You walk between trees and bushes as pony civilization properly loses its grasp on the terrain and a forest springs up.

                                            >This place should be good enough.

                                            >Fluttershy is right behind you, still with an anxious and confused expression.

                                            >”I, uhm… need to get back. I-I have animals that I need to feed.”

                                            “That’s okay, you can do that soon.”


                                            >You give her a friendly smile.

                                            >Doesn’t seem to have much effect on her.

                                            “Can you take that off?”

                                            >You point a finger at her saddlebags.

                                            >She glances at them, hesitates, then slowly takes them off and puts them next to herself.

                                            >”So… what do you need?”

                                            >You wonder how you should answer that.

                                            >Well, since she’s already where you want her, you might as well be blunt.

                                            “I’m going to rape you.”

                                            >The yellow mare blinks.

                                            >Then seems to shrink into herself as she eyes you warily.

                                            >She slowly takes a step backwards.

                                            >You throw yourself at her, grabbing her and pushing her to the ground.

                                            >She goes down with a loud gasp, flapping her wings uselessly.

                                            >Holding her down is easy. She’s light and weak.

                                            >On her side, she struggles for a few moments with pushing you off or crawling away, all while whimpering.

                                            >You give her a minute to realize the futility of her efforts.

                                            >When her attempts die down, she just focuses her big blue eyes on you.

                                            >The pupils are shrunken in terror.

                                            >”Y-you’re not really going to… Are you…?”

                                            >Her soft voice quivers.

                                            >You just nod. With a smile.

                                            >You roll her over on her stomach and get on top of her to continue holding her down.

                                            >With a hand you start to loosen your pants.

                                            >Fluttershy whimpers more and beings to sound like she’s on the verge of full-blown panic.

                                            >Your dick comes out already erect with the mare ready for use.

                                            >But you wait with putting it into action.

                                            >Instead you put your hand down under Fluttershy’s tail.

                                            >Your fingers press against her soft marehood.

                                            >The pegasus shudders at your touch.

                                            >”I don’t… I don’t really want to…”

                                            >Doesn’t exactly matter.

                                            >You run your fingers up and down the slit.

                                            >The edge between her lips feels warm.

                                            >Fluttershy squirms lightly.

                                            >You up the teasing and stick a couple of fingers inside.

                                            >She gasps and stiffens.


                                            >Moving your fingers around inside her warm wet depths makes her whimper again.

                                            >”I really don’t… Can you please not…”

                                            >You ignore her and rub your fingers against her soft walls harder.

                                            >Her breathing gets harder in response.

                                            >And her juices start to leak.

                                            >That should do.

                                            >Pulling your soaked fingers back out (and wiping them in the grass), you grab your pecker and get it ready.

                                            >Positioning yourself properly on top of the meek mare, you move your dick to her wet opening.

                                            >You can feel her breathe hard beneath you in fear and anticipation.

                                            >You press your tip against her entrance, and her lips part slowly and make way for your dick.

                                            >Her warm flesh engulfs your head lovingly as you slowly push inside, although Fluttershy herself whines pitifully.

                                            >You push harder and feel her tunnel wrap around you with its folds providing wonderful friction as you sink deeper.

                                            >When your hip finally bumps against the pegasus’ rump and you’re hilted inside her, Fluttershy gasps.

                                            >You then pull back out, feeling her insides cling to you all the way, and push back in. Harder.

                                            >And harder.

                                            >You don’t go easy on Fluttershy when you start pounding against her soft rump.

                                            >She starts squirming and struggling again as you pierce her pussy repeatedly. The sensations seem to be more than she can take.

                                            >Every thrust earns you a squeal or whimper.

                                            >But she’s incapable of escaping you, and you keep fucking her as much as you like.

                                            >Her forelegs reach out and dig their hooves into the grass and dirt, as if trying to drag her away from you.

                                            >But she’s too weak and you just keep holding her down.

                                            >Her cunt gets wetter and her whimpers start to sound like wails.

                                            >You speed up and thrust faster into her sensitive fleshy tunnel.

                                            >Her body rocks with every impact against her rump.

                                            >You relish her weakness, defencelessness, and how easily you’re using her.


                                            >Her depths caress and massage you while you can hear her pained cries and vocalized misery.

                                            >You put your arms around her and hold her close as your passion rises.

                                            >Bury your face in her mane and smell sweat, dirt, grass, and flowers.

                                            >Breathe into her ear and let her hear your effort and pleasure.

                                            >You keep pounding her, harder and harder, taking her wails as proof of your efficiency.

                                            >Fluttershy’s whimpering cries sound like sobbing as you eagerly violate her.

                                            >Lust keeps growing in your mind and it all feels better and better.

                                            >You put your hands against her back and push her into the ground with all your weight.

                                            >She struggles against the pressure, but you ignore her and slam your hip against her as hard as you can.

                                            >Your peak is getting close and you plow her with all your vigour, impaling her mercilessly and going as deep inside her as you can each time.

                                            >The pegasus shrieks at your treatment of her and continues to squirm in vain.

                                            >But you keep selfishly ravishing her.

                                            >And reach your orgasm.

                                            >You push into her, burying your dick to its hilt inside her tunnel, as pure pleasure floods your brain.

                                            >Your body shivers as electrifying delight washes over it.

                                            >Your dick pumps eagerly as it fills the yellow mare’s depths with your seed.

                                            >You’re in heaven as you happily empty yourself into Fluttershy.

                                            >And then it ends and tiredness immediately replaces it.

                                            >You slump down on top of the pony and rest.

                                            >She shakes gently beneath you, her breathing interrupted by occasional spasms.

                                            >She’s sobbing.

                                            >You pull out of her and sit back a bit, releasing her from your embrace.

                                            >The timid mare slowly curls up on the ground and sobs quietly to herself.

                                            >Tears run down her cheeks while she tries to cover her face with her pink mane.

                                            >She doesn’t try to run.

                                            >Seeing her broken like that gives you an amusing idea.

                                            >You crawl over to her.

                                            >She seems to ignore you.

                                            >Reaching out, you cup her face with your hands.


                                            >Her eyes are clenched shut, practically squeezing out their tears.

                                            >But at your touch, her sobbing and sniffing becomes more controlled.

                                            >You lean in and kiss her.

                                            >Tenderly and affectionately.

                                            >Comfortingly, you like to think. A sarcastic act of love.

                                            >But she turns her head away.

                                            >Then you change tactics and kiss her hard.

                                            >Hold her head tightly and force your mouths together.

                                            >She squeals miserably as your tongue forces her lips apart and enters her mouth.

                                            >Although her teeth don’t bite, she tries to push you away with her hooves.

                                            >Her tongue flicks around wildly as yours invades her mouth, and they wrestle while you taste her.

                                            >Her fear, agony, and confusion excites you.

                                            >… enough, even.

                                            >You pull back and break the kiss, and she gasps for air

                                            >Her eyes are once again open, red from crying, and she stares at you in shock and disbelief.

                                            >You don’t pay much attention, however, and roll her over on her back.

                                            >Your little man is hard again with excitement over this pony.

                                            >You grab her hindlegs and pull them apart, exposing her nethers to you.

                                            >Fluttershy then realizes what’s going to happen.

                                            >”No, please! Not again!”

                                            >Her soft voice is filled with desperation.

                                            >That gets you going nicely.

                                            >You don’t take it slow this time, but instead plunge your dick straight into her used hole.

                                            >Her already-wet insides take it with no trouble as it slides in between her walls.

                                            >You lay down on top of her as you take her face-to-face this time.

                                            >Fluttershy gasps with a look of sheer horror.

                                            >You start moving, thrusting into her hard.

                                            >You kiss her neck and inhale her scent, and she starts to sob again.

                                            >She doesn’t try to push you away this time but instead lets you have your way with her.

                                            >Although she still cries. Quietly and softly, while you do what you want.

                                            >Since she’s decided to let you have her, you ram into her harder.

                                            >Her pussy feels just as good as before as her folds fondle your intruding dick.


                                            >You hold her close and kiss her neck more.

                                            >Breathe into her ear and nibble its tip.

                                            >Fluttershy is mostly inactive, the only real responses being whimpering moans and the tears running from her eyes and dripping into the grass.

                                            >But you don’t care.

                                            >She’s basically pudding in your arms and you can pound her as much as you want with no resistance.

                                            >Not that you were unable to before, but this is somehow even better.

                                            >You grunt and go faster.

                                            >A hand goes down to her rump and you fondle her cutie mark.

                                            >Feel it jiggle slightly every time your hip hits her.

                                            >You raise your head and look at her.

                                            >Her eyes are closed and head turned to the side.

                                            >Tears still run from her eyes.

                                            >Her head rocks slightly along with the rest of her body as you slam into her.

                                            >You go even faster.

                                            >Intending to use her as much as you can.

                                            >To wear her down.

                                            >You hammer against her, penetrating her cunt brutally and ruthlessly.

                                            >Fluttershy’s pained moans become more intense.

                                            >Another climax approaches while you push her to the limit.

                                            >Her eyes open but are unfocused.

                                            >They roll back into her head as you continue to ravage her.

                                            >The sex and misery seems to overwhelm her.

                                            >Her pussy is soaked and you slide in and out with unusual ease.

                                            >You keep up the fierce pace, battering her rump and brutalizing her marehood.

                                            >Fluttershy is still aside from you ramming her repeatedly.

                                            >Before you hit your climax, you quickly pull out.

                                            >Rubbing your hand up and down your shaft, you keep yourself stimulated while moving to Fluttershy’s head.


                                            >With your dick over her face, you finish.

                                            >One more time, the pinnacle of pleasure invades your mind and makes your body shudder in delight.

                                            >Your seed explodes from your tip and rains down on Fluttershy’s unprotected face.

                                            >She flinches only slightly as stream after stream of white fluid splatters against her features.

                                            >One eye, which reflexively closes in time, is pretty much covered by your semen.

                                            >As your orgasm dies down, your spent dick goes flaccid in your hand and your whole body relaxes.

                                            >Fluttershy is a mess next to you.

                                            >On her back with her hindlegs spread and cunt oozing both feminine fluids and remnants your seed.

                                            >And her face covered with that same seed, chaotically spread all over it.

                                            >Her expression, somewhat obscured, is half sad, half… unconscious.

                                            >Her chest heaves again and again as she breathes.

                                            >You feel exhausted.

                                            >Exhausted and satisfied.

                                            >You fix your pants and straighten your clothes, and take a final look at the timid yellow pegasus.

                                            >You’re a little impressed with yourself.

                                            >Then you walk away.


                                            The end