[FLUTTERRAPE] Happy Birthday


                                            Originally uploaded to Pastebin: November 29th, 2012

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                                            >Day of Birth in Equestria

                                            >Wake up

                                            >Look over to the wall

                                            >A calender reads "PINKIE PIE BIRTHDAY" and is ringed several times in red marker

                                            >Get up and check on your present for her

                                            >It's a large cake that you made yourself for her

                                            >Pink icing and other edible decorations cover the surface of the cake.

                                            >You scratch your chin, wondering if she'll like it

                                            >Oh of course she will. It's Pinkie! She loves cakes and all that jazz.

                                            >Place it in it's package and tie a ribbon around it

                                            >All you want is for today to go smoothly, with absolutely no-

                                            >Several rapid knocks on the door

                                            >-Problems

                                            >Walk over and open the door

                                            >Look down at the yellow offender

                                            >"Good m-morning Anon! Ready for my party today?"

                                            Yup.

                                            >Wait what?

                                            Your party? Don't you mean Pinkie's?

                                            >"O-oh... So you know who's birthday it is today then"

                                            >She hastily kicks a small package she had next to her down the hill your house is on

                                            >She flashes you a nervous smile

                                            ...Ok. Well i'm going to Pinkie's now. See you there?

                                            >"Of c-course"

                                            >She flies away in the direction of her house

                                            >What did she mean by "her party"?

                                            >Put it out of your mind and head towards Sugarcube Corner, package in hand.

                                            >No sooner do you walk through the front door a plucky pink projectile ploughs into you

                                            >Look up at the mare stood on your chest as she smiles down at you with a happiness only Pinkie Pie could muster

                                            >"Anon I can't believe you made it I'm so happy that you're here I thought that you wouldn't want to come since you've only been here 5 months and Fluttershy said you will be busy with something today and said that you won't be able to come here and I was worried because I really really really wanted you to come today because you're so special to me and I-"

                                            >Stick a hand over her mouth

                                            I'm here, Pinkie. And I think you might have squashed my present...

                                            >You both look at the slightly flattened package next to you

                                            >Her ears droop

                                            >"Was that for me?"

                                            Yeah. It was a cake

                                            >"You bought me a cake?!"

                                            No, I made you one.

                                            >Her ears perk up again and her face once again radiates pure bliss

                                            >She bolts on over to the package and tears off the wrapping.

                                            >Once the box is open she sits back and looks at the squashed pink mess of a cake you made her

                                            >She looks back at you, a small smile on her lips

                                            >"It's wonderful. Thank you, Anon."

                                            Glad you like it! So where's the rest of the gang?

                                            >"We're here!"

                                            >Twilight, Rainbow Dash, Rarity and Applejack all walk through the door

                                            >All carrying various gifts

                                            >Fluttershy is nowhere to be seen

                                            >Feel a growing concern burrowing into your mind

                                            >She won't try anything on Pinkie's birthday. That would ruin her standing with her friends.

                                            >The party starts and you settle down in the corner with a glass of punch

                                            >Dancing and partying aren't really your thing, but you're still happy to be here

                                            >Pinkie Pie was your first friend here in Equestria

                                            >Her naturally curious and happy demeanour meant that she warmed up to you incredibly quickly while many of the other ponies around Ponyville were apprehensive of you

                                            >You would often spend time in the kitchen with her cooking various treats and sweets

                                            >Smile at the fond memories of food fights you both had, flinging icing and flour at each other, then spending the next hour quietly cleaning the place in content peace

                                            >Twilight mentioned that she seemed far more mellowed out around you than anyone else

                                            >You would listen to tales of Pinkie's wacky antics around Ponyville and how her hyper-active attitude would often get her into trouble

                                            >Strange. You never saw this side of her. She was friendly, yes. Energetic, definitely. Had no concept of personal space, absolutely.

                                            >But she never acted around you the same way ponies said she normally acted.

                                            >Maybe they just over exaggerate for the sake of storytelling.

                                            >Your thoughts are interrupted by a large pink haze in the corner of your eye

                                            >Smile and turn to face her

                                            Heya, Pinkie! Enjoying the party?

                                            >She frowns at you

                                            What's wrong?

                                            >"Anon, have you seen Fluttershy? She never misses my parties..."

                                            >Look around

                                            >Fluttershy was indeed absent

                                            >That worried that was present before resurfaces

                                            >Get a slight feeling of paranoia

                                            >She won't try anything. You're sure of it.

                                            >You snap out of your thoughts

                                            No, I haven't. Are you sure she hasn't stopped by to say hi then left? Ya know, being busy or whatever?

                                            >"No..."

                                            >She smiles again

                                            >"But I'm glad you're here, Anon. It makes everything better!"

                                            >She hugs you tightly then bounces off back to the party

                                            >You remain seated, more alert than ever for signs of Fluttershy.

                                            >The party goes on for hours, more and more ponies dropping in to congratulate Pinkie then leaving shortly after

                                            >Throughout all this you stay sat down, saying hello to the ponies that come over to you but otherwise happy just being here

                                            >Look at the scene in front of you, watching the 5 friends laughing and joking along with each other

                                            >Not a care in the world

                                            >Smile

                                            >Then your thoughts darken again

                                            >Fluttershy wouldn't miss a party. You've witnessed many in your short time here and Fluttershy attended every single one, even when she had to attend to more urgent things

                                            >Shift uncomfortably in your seat and look outside

                                            >Getting dark

                                            >All the ponies except Pinkie look worn out, but happy

                                            >Pinkie continues to bounce around singing and laughing

                                            >That laugh is infectious and you catch yourself grinning at her again

                                            >She's a sweet pony, that Pinkie Pie.

                                            >Said pony prances up to you

                                            >"Having fun?"

                                            You know it!

                                            >More smiles from her

                                            >"Glad to know! Everyp0ny here is getting tired now so they're going home. But you'll stay, won't you?"

                                            If you want me to, i'd love to stay.

                                            >She beams at you and goes off to say goodbye to the ponies

                                            >You follow her and say your farewells

                                            >That feeling in your gut is back again, and now your whole body is tingling from nerves

                                            >Where the hell is Fluttershy.

                                            >"Hello, Pinkie!"

                                            >Freeze

                                            >And there she is. Right as everyone else leaves

                                            >Fluttershy is talking to Pinkie about how something came up and she had to miss this one

                                            >Funny how she turns up the moment the party ends.

                                            >She turns to look at you

                                            >Straight at you.

                                            >You feel nervous looking at her. There's a sense of malice hidden behind those soft teal eyes

                                            >It scares you more than you'd like to admit

                                            >"Whaddya think, Anon?"

                                            Huh, what?

                                            >Pinkie giggles

                                            >"We should have an after-party! Just the three of us!"

                                            >Oh no. Is this what she was planning?

                                            >Fluttershy speaks up

                                            >"It would be for the best, Anon. It's very cold and dark outside. Maybe you should stay here for the night."

                                            >Your house is 10 minutes away from here, and there's nothing dangerous out there in Ponyville.

                                            >Probably because all the danger it'll ever know is stood talking to you

                                            >You don't like how confident she sounds. She didn't even stutter.

                                            I should probably get going. I can handle the short walk back to my place

                                            >Pinkie Pie looks crestfallen

                                            >Her ears droop again and her lip trembles

                                            >"A-are you sure? I'm sure I can find some leftover cake for you... Please stay, Anon."

                                            >God damn that's cute.

                                            >Look back to Fluttershy

                                            >She stares at you unblinking, awaiting an answer

                                            >Ironic, really. How the most gentle looking creature in the world is capable of scaring you to death

                                            >But you can't leave Pinkie with this maniac, she's definitely planning something.

                                            Fine, i'll stay

                                            >Pinkie hurls herself at your chest and squeezes you for everything she's worth

                                            >"Oh thank you thank you THANK YOU! This is gonna be so much FUN!"

                                            >She's ecstatic

                                            >All the more reason to protect her for tonight

                                            >You smile at her and walk over to the kitchen while Fluttershy and Pinkie discuss what they're going to do tonight

                                            >Make yourself a flask of hot coffee, god knows you'll need it tonight

                                            >Not like you were planning on sleeping.

                                            >Drink some down and feel the hot liquid scald your insides all the way down

                                            >Feel more alert than ever

                                            >Damn this stuff works fast.

                                            >Turn around

                                            >Fluttershy is hovering right in your face

                                            >Nearly shit pants

                                            >Look over her shoulder at Pinkie, who's running upstairs humming to herself

                                            >Glance back at Fluttershy

                                            >"Oh Anon. It was such a shame I couldn't make it to the party today. But at least you looked like you were enjoying yourself, sat all alone on that little chair of yours."

                                            >She was watching you the entire time

                                            >What the fuck.

                                            I don't know what you're planning, Fluttershy. But i'm not going to let you ruin Pinkie's birthday party.

                                            >She giggles

                                            >Not the warm kind of giggle

                                            >The giggle of a being that's spent weeks concocting a plan.

                                            >You think back to the Fluttershy of this morning

                                            >You want that one back. Confident Fluttershy scares you.

                                            >"Don't worry about Pinkie. Tonight is all about..."

                                            >She leans in and whispers into your ear

                                            >"...Us."

                                            >You're gonna need more coffee.

                                            >Push her away and march upstairs, Fluttershy hovering behind you the whole time

                                            >You hear her humming to herself on the way to Pinkie's room

                                            >Walk up the stairs and see Pinkie preparing balloons and snacks

                                            >Once again, her face is one of utter content.

                                            >You can't let this yellow psychopath wipe the smile off her face

                                            >"Anon! There you are! Are you ready to par-tay!"

                                            >She wiggles her behind playfully when she says that

                                            >Look down at her

                                            >New Objective: Protect the Pink One.

                                            >Smile

                                            Let's do this.

                                            >Spend the next 2 or 3 hours telling stories, joke, playing silly little games and eating snacks

                                            >Your face is red from laughter

                                            >It almost makes you forget about the mission

                                            >Look over at Fluttershy

                                            >She's still fixing you with the same stare

                                            >Her eyes are filled with a hunger you don't fully understand, not that you want to.

                                            >Look back at Pinkie Pie, who is performing a crazy dance and not taking any notice of the two of you

                                            >Ignore Fluttershy and start dancing alongside Pinkie

                                            >You can't let her win.

                                            >Search the walls for a clock

                                            >Find one

                                            >11:00

                                            >8 hours until morning

                                            >Shake your flask

                                            >Feels full and warm

                                            >Plenty of coffee left, too.

                                            >You can do this.

                                            >A crack of lightning flashes outside and the thunder rumbles through the area

                                            >Pinkie stops dancing and Fluttershy breaks her gaze

                                            >You all go over to the window

                                            Funny, I don't recall a storm being planned. Rainbow Dash usually lets us know before hand.

                                            >Pinkie jumps at another lightning bolt, then giggles

                                            >"I guess we aren't going outside tonight then. Oh well!"

                                            >She goes back to dancing

                                            >Look at the storm outside, then Fluttershy

                                            >She's smiling.

                                            >Walk over to her

                                            Did you plan this?

                                            >She smiles wider

                                            >"I don't know what you're talking about?"

                                            >She flies on over and starts dancing with Pinkie, though much more reserved than her pink pal

                                            >More time passes

                                            >1:00 in the morning

                                            >Yawn

                                            >Look down at Pinkie Pie, who has fallen asleep on you

                                            >She kicks a leg and mumbles

                                            >"A...non..."

                                            >Your heart skips a beat

                                            >That was adorable

                                            >Gently lie her down and go to grab your flask of Coffee

                                            >Gone

                                            >Look around confused for a second and stare at the window

                                            >A silhouette is stood by it, watching the storm

                                            >It looks directly at you

                                            >Raises the flask of Coffee

                                            >A drinks all of it, letting the last few drops fall out and onto the floor.

                                            >Shit.

                                            >Yawn again

                                            >SHIT.

                                            >Sit back down next to Pinkie and pull her in close, your arms around her in a protective vice

                                            >Mustn't let Pinkie get harmed

                                            >Gotta stay awake.

                                            >Mustn't let Pinkie get harmed

                                            >Gotta stay... awake...

                                            >You feel yourself drifting off

                                            >Then everything goes dark.

                                            >Your eyes snap open

                                            >Look down

                                            >Tied to Pinkie's bed

                                            >Look left

                                            >2:00 in the morning

                                            >Look right

                                            >Fluttershy is looking at you, her eyes bloodshot.

                                            >"T-that coffee w-works wonders, Anon. I-I feel like I could stay awake for h-hours more!"

                                            >Damnable Caffeine

                                            >You can't seem to find Pinkie Pie

                                            What did you do with Pinkie?

                                            >"Oh, she's a bit.. Tied up at the moment"

                                            >She looks at you, expecting you to acknowledge her terrible 'joke'.

                                            >"Fine. Be like that. I'll j-just get right to it"

                                            Yeah, that's not going to happen.

                                            >Take a deep breath

                                            HEEEEELP!

                                            >You scream and shout as loud as you can

                                            >Fluttershy smiles back at you

                                            >"Why bother? The cakes are out of town and this room was made soundproof to deal with how much noise Pinkie Pie makes. Not to mention the storm outside is rather loud"

                                            >Rolling thunder confirms her statement

                                            >So help isn't an option. Ok.

                                            >But you need to find Pinkie Pie, chances are she's inside somewhere. "Tied up" like Fluttershy said.

                                            >As soon as you finish that thought, Fluttershy walks onto your chest

                                            >She strokes to side of your face with a hoof

                                            >"You are a beautiful creature, Anonymous. As am I. B-but you can't see that. Why can't you s-see that we're made for each other?"

                                            >She violently twitches

                                            >She drank way too much of that stuff

                                            >Fluttershy leans in and tries to kiss you

                                            >Move your head in every direction to avoid her

                                            >She punches you in the nose

                                            >Jesus fuck that hurt

                                            >Groan in pain

                                            >"S-stay still, Anon. Don't make me do something you'll regret."

                                            >Stay still

                                            >She leans in again and kisses you

                                            >Her tongue begins prodding everywhere in your mouth

                                            >Your stays perfectly still and unresponsive

                                            >Your tongue doesn't even twitch. It just stays motionless.

                                            >You're being raped by the Element of Kindness.

                                            >The irony is staggering.

                                            >She finishes and pulls back

                                            >"P-pretty great, right? Well there's m-more where that came from, big boy."

                                            >Look at her with as much apathy as you can, trying to show her the sheer magnitude of fucks you don't give.

                                            >Of course, you do actually give a fuck.

                                            >You want this to end so you can break free and beat the fuck out her

                                            >Then save Pinkie.

                                            >She rips off your shirt and begins licking your chest

                                            >Ew, gay.

                                            >She moans softly to herself and appears to be utterly engrossed in masticating your chest and nipples

                                            >While she's occupied, look around for signs of Pinkie, or anything that can help you

                                            >Lightning strikes outside and the room lights up

                                            >See a dark red stain where you were sat with Pinkie Pie

                                            >Your heart stops and your eyes widen

                                            >Oh god no.

                                            F-fluttershy, what exactly did you do to Pinkie Pie?

                                            >She looks up, a nipple hair in her mouth

                                            >"Oh. Well she woke up while I was dragging you over here and tried to stop me."

                                            >She smiles

                                            >"I took care of her"

                                            >Feel tears well up in your eyes

                                            >You were supposed to protect her

                                            >Your brain is having a civil war with itself, blaming every part of your body for what's happening


                                            >ARMS WHY AREN'T YOU STRONG ENOUGH TO BREAK THESE ROPES?

                                            >FUCK OFF, BRAIN. IF YOU WEREN'T SO DEPENDENT OF COFFEE WE WOULDN'T BE IN THIS MESS

                                            >YOU FAGGOTS MESS EVERYTHING UP

                                            >GET FUCKED, EYES. IF YOU HADN'T STOPPED LOOKING AT THE FLASK WE WOULD BE FINE.


                                            >Despite all this, you can't stop thinking about Pinkie Pie

                                            >Feel hot tears stream down your face as you think about what the maniac on your chest could have done to her

                                            >Fluttershy sees them and starts licking them up

                                            >"Mmmm... Salty! More p-please"

                                            Fuck you, Fluttershy.

                                            >"I'm planning on it."

                                            >She moves down your body and starts tugging at your pants

                                            >Because of the awkward position of your body they won't budge

                                            >She settles for tearing them off your legs piece by piece

                                            >Then she shreds your boxers with her teeth

                                            >You're now completely naked and at her mercy.

                                            >She giggles to herself

                                            >Fucking Fluttershy

                                            >She begins sucking on your flaccid dick, the warmth and sensation quickly getting to you

                                            >Feel yourself get harder

                                            >Your brain send off one final message before the main event happens


                                            >Fucking dick.


                                            >Now fully erect, Fluttershy starts bobbing her head up and down, taking your entire length down her throat

                                            >With a free hoof, she starts rubbing between her legs, juices pooling underneath her

                                            >She starts moaning while she sucks, her whole body trembling and her head moving at an unnatural pace that you put down as the effects of the coffee

                                            >You can't take much more and without warning unleash your load into her mouth

                                            >Hope you choke on it, bitch.

                                            >Instead she swallows all of it as it comes, making sure to get every last drop before looking up at you beaming

                                            >"Good boy, Anon! Momma's so proud."

                                            >"But we aren't done yet, we still have hours to go yet! Hours of just you and me..."

                                            >She sighs happily

                                            >You scream angrily

                                            >"Lets wake him back up, shall we?"

                                            >She begins rubbing your cock with her hoof

                                            >It doesn't take long to get hard again, her hoof is like velvet.

                                            >You glare at her the entire time, not even gracing her with a statement.

                                            >Your mind goes back to Pinkie and you feel tears well up again

                                            >Is she alive? Is she safe?

                                            >What if she's tied up somewhere dark with a wound that needs treating?

                                            >She must be so scared.

                                            >You'll make Fluttershy pay for this

                                            >She slaps your face and forces you to look at her

                                            >"This will be fun, Anon. You like that, right? You l-like fun?"

                                            >She twitches again

                                            >Then smiles

                                            >Then slams her marehood down on your member

                                            >You weren't expecting that

                                            >The heat is unlike anything you've ever felt before, the juices and tightness making it a vice for your poor old dick.

                                            >She grunts and moans as she grinds up and down on it, faster and faster, fuelled by the caffeine and her sick agenda

                                            >The hard she pumps, the angrier you get

                                            >She hurt Pinkie Pie just so she could get off

                                            >You begin to growl

                                            >Fluttershy howls in ecstasy

                                            >"YES! GIVE IT TO MOMMA!"

                                            >She shudders and her walls tighten even harder, crushing you and pushing you over the edge

                                            >You pump her full of your seed and all your muscles tighten

                                            >You remain locked up for a second in orgasm then sag again

                                            >Fluttershy falls onto your chest, panting like a dog.

                                            >"That... Was amazing..."

                                            >"G-good job, lover"

                                            I'm not your lover, you whore.

                                            >She laughs, still out of breath

                                            >Your eyes widen and your heart swells

                                            >Tears start running again as you look past Fluttershy, a massive smile on your face

                                            >"Don't worry, Anon. The rest of this night is going to be fun... You like, fun, right?"

                                            >A voice speaks up.

                                            >"He doesn't. But I do."

                                            >Pinkie Pie launches across the room from behind Fluttershy, delivering a kick to her ribs and causing her to fly off you

                                            >Fluttershy snaps to attention, the coffee doing it's work and focusing her again

                                            >Pinkie stands there at the foot of the bed glaring at Fluttershy

                                            >A large amount of blood is running down her forehead and dripping onto the floor

                                            >It pains you to see her like this

                                            >Fluttershy paws the ground with her front hoof and growls

                                            >"Guess I should h-have finished the job"

                                            >Pinkie Pie simply glares at her

                                            >Lightning illuminates the room and the two mares charge at each other

                                            >Tied to the bed, all you can do is watch in horror as the ponies beat the everloving shit out of each other

                                            >Fluttershy biting and punching Pinkie Pie, who in turn breaks her wing

                                            >Fluttershy screams and kicks out, catching Pinkie Pie in the shoulder, causing her to wince

                                            >The mare continues her assault, wildly flailing at mid-air with no particular goal other than to hurt Pinkie.

                                            >Pinkie ducks under another punch and uppercuts Fluttershy in the jaw

                                            >You hear a loud crack as Fluttershy falls backwards and blood pours from her mouth

                                            >She shakily stands up and spits out

                                            >You see a bit of tongue fly out of her mouth

                                            >She's trembling, her body bruised and sporting broken wing, along with vast amounts of blood flowing freely from her mouth

                                            >Pinkie Pie looks worse for wear, the head wound continuing the bleed and standing with a limp on her left foreleg where Fluttershy punched her, her eyes are half lidded and struggling to stay open

                                            >All you can do is lie there and watch, helpless because of the bonds restraining you

                                            >The two mares slowly stumble towards each other and continue mercilessly beating one another

                                            >Eventually Fluttershy falls and Pinkie Pie stands over her victorious

                                            >Fluttershy is broken on the floor and covered in her own blood. She's not getting up any time soon.

                                            >Pinkie stumbles over to you, smiling weakly

                                            >"I s-showed that meanie who's the boss, d-didn't I Anon?

                                            >Tear up again, she looks worn out and broken, she can barely keep her eyes open, when they are you see that they're unfocused and dilated.

                                            >She clambers up onto the bed and undoes the restraints

                                            >Then slumps down next to you, too tired to continue

                                            You did good, Pinkie. I'm proud of you.

                                            >She closes her eyes and smiles

                                            >"I'm proud of me... too..."

                                            >Watch as her body slumps next to you

                                            >Silence for a second

                                            >The blood in your ears the only noise you can hear

                                            >Shake her gently

                                            Pinkie?

                                            >Nothing

                                            No...

                                            >Hang your head and close your eyes

                                            >You failed your mission

                                            >Open your eyes and look at Pinkie again

                                            >Place an ear near her lips

                                            >Ever so quietly, you can hear her snoring

                                            >Breathe a sigh of relief and get out of bed

                                            >Look down at the small pink pony that saved you and pick her up in your arms

                                            >She snoozes away, oblivious to the world around her

                                            >Glance out the window

                                            >Rain has stopped

                                            >Look at the clock

                                            >5:00

                                            >See the sun peek it's head over the valley

                                            >Walk outside with Pinkie Pie in your arms and head to the hospital, leaving Fluttershy as a broken wreck on Pinkie's bedroom floor

                                            >Several hours later

                                            >Sat in the hospital waiting room, nursing a cup of coffee

                                            >The doctor pokes his head round the door

                                            >He smiles, causing you to do so

                                            Is she-

                                            >"She'll be fine. You got her here just in time. The head wound will take a while to heal, but other than that she'll make a full recovery"

                                            Can I see her?

                                            >He motions you in

                                            >Walk into the room

                                            >Pinkie is in bed happily eating some repulsive looking green goop.

                                            >She looks up at you, her eyes once more filled with wonder and happiness

                                            >She squeals when she sees you and tries to get up, but winces and falls backwards

                                            >She holds both front hooves towards you and beckons for you to come closer

                                            >Grin and walk on over

                                            >You embrace her, letting her nuzzle you and hold you for as long as she needs

                                            >She breaks the hug and beams at you

                                            >Then plants a kiss on your lips before giggling

                                            >"Thanks for saving me, Anon."

                                            Thanks for saving me, Pinkie.

                                            >You sit by her bed for as long as you can and take her home when the doctors give her the all clear, warning her to be careful with her head

                                            >You scoop her up in your arms and walk down the road into Ponyville, with her humming and smiling at you the whole time.

                                            Oh yeah, by the way.

                                            >"Hm?"

                                            Happy Birthday, Pinkie Pie.


                                            The End.