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Whole Lotta Hootershy (oneshot)

By Grey
Created: 6th August 2022 06:55:18 AM
13th August 2022 07:01:24 AM

  1. >Heat waves really are the best.
  2. >If there's any reason why you would enjoy a really hot day like in this current summertime, it'd be because of that shy, quiet girl Fluttershy.
  3. >The reason why? Well it's not that simple.
  4. >Hot weather allows for more outdoor time and cold weather doesn't.
  5. >A cold day is when you met Fluttershy at school for the first time.
  6. >She didn't say anything, just kind of waved then scurried away.
  7. >After that, you rarely ever saw her as much as you saw two or three of her friends.
  8. >All of whom talked more than Fluttershy did.
  9. >But Fluttershy stayed in your mind more.
  10. >The cold days didn't last forever, and the reason why you like hot days more is actually simple after all and really two reasons.
  11. >Even when it was cold and Fluttershy was in a long sleeve turtleneck sweater, her chest was impossible for you to ignore.
  12. >Smaller cup sizes would be glossed over when deeply hidden inside of a thick winter sweater, like around a B cup maybe, but Fluttershy here's got a couple of apparent double D cups stretching the thick yarn or whatever that sweater's made out of.
  13. >The very shape and volume of THAT chest in those sweaters, good fucking lord.
  14. >Talk about a pair of massive, heaving tits.
  15. >Somehow on a girl at your school who is otherwise rather thin-ish aside her curves.
  16. >Your initial conclusion that she simply stuffed her bra was blown out of the water when Spring came.
  17. >That bit of deep soft cleavage, the way it all sways and bounces with all her little movements.
  18. >Hell, even the way the shape looks undeniably natural anyway... there's no way that's fake; Fluttershy's huge breasts were REAL all along.
  19. >An otherwise regular blouse top turned sublime when being worn by Fluttershy.
  20. >There is positively nothing Fluttershy can do about those things.
  21. >She was packing all that tiddy in there, and never showed it every time you saw her in school until warmer days.
  22. >Her boobs stretched out the fabric quite a bit, and it couldn't cover them enough to conceal all of her cleavage.
  23. >Pink straps and a frilly top rim presented Fluttershy's soft heaving chest to all onlookers.
  24. >And Fluttershy knew this very well, reluctant to face the guys at school who's eye would wander to her chest every time.
  25. >Only faced her close friends as often as possible, other girls whom she trusted not to stare or laugh.
  26. >Of course, that one Rainbow Dash had to force herself to look away completely or else things could get awkward.
  27. >Can't blame her, Fluttershy's big boobies are something special.
  28. >You'll never worm your way into her friend group and ask Fluttershy out if it's clear you're just horny and like her boobs, which is the only honest truth so far anyway.
  29. >You gotta learn more about her, focus on more than just her boobs, you gotta.
  30. >Of course, you learned the obvious.
  31. >She's into taking care of animals and is into nature.
  32. >She never told you this, you just either saw her babysitting pets or something, or just heard one of her friends say it.
  33. >She must know a lot about hormones and stuff, then.
  34. >Maybe even can tell what causes animals to mate, which translates to humans wanting to mate with eachother surprisingly well.
  35. >Your inner caveman gets awakened when you're turned on.
  36. >It'd be easy for her to pick up on any signals you unintentionally send that your ape-caveman-inherited human brain saw fertile female properties and wants you to mate with her.
  37. >Surely a human who's into into nature knows a thing or two about human nature.
  38. >And what triggers a guy's evolution-delivered inner caveman that evolved to be ever present to ensure that mating gets encouraged in life.
  39. >You should memorize all this in order to fein a common interest with a hot girl at school so it'll be less weird if you ever ask her out.
  40. >You're just overthinking simple shit either way: ape brain see tiddy, ape brain get horny, ape have sex, trait passed down on and on until ape become human, human inherit horny hardwired into their very nature.
  41. >Doesn't mean Fluttershy thinks much of it, even though it's likely she might.
  42. >There's no way she's not aware that guys at school like her big boobs she's shy about.
  43. >Again, evolution-delivered ape inherited brain see female traits, ape brain get horny, horny no leave until evolved ape descendant mates.
  44. >...
  45. >All of which shifts into maximum overdrive when Fluttershy starts coming to school in white tank tops.
  46. >The weather got even warmer, she couldn't help it.
  47. >She's trying not to, but Fluttershy's letting some of her cleavage show every day now.
  48. >Every time she tries to pull the top of her tank top up over her cleavage, Fluttershy feels the bottom of her shirt slip untucked.
  49. >And when it does, it springs up in front and reveals her soft bellybutton to anyone in front of her.
  50. >She meeps and pulls the bottom of her top back down, letting the top of it continue to reveal her cleavage like it was inevitably going to do either way.
  51. >Those tank tops will never cover all that cleavage all the way, there's just no way.
  52. >You bump into her in the hallway one day.
  53. >You imagine that Fluttershy's friends must be jealous of her.
  54. >Maybe it could be friendly breast envy, maybe it's just your perverted imagination COMPLETELY forgetting to focus on Fluttershy's actual interests as a person.
  55. >But holy fuck, Fluttershy's not even TRYING to show off her boobs... but she is, whether she likes it or not.
  56. >As long as Fluttershy wears these noticeably kind of small tank tops.
  57. >Which she will continue to do pretty much every day as long as the now super warm weather stays this way.
  58. >But it doesn't stay that way... it gets even hotter.
  59. >This girl apparently has a lot of plain white tanks tops, the half of which that are even smaller now being worn.
  60. >Can't even think about how to talk about animal care stuff she's interested in through these daydreams.
  61. >Anyway, you bump into her by accident (yes this entire encounter was actually an accident but no one believes you), immediately apologizing profusely as she gets on her knees to pick up her books she dropped.
  62. >Still standing, you get a perfect angle view down that smaller tank top that was already showcasing a lot of Fluttershy's deep soft cleavage today.
  63. >The books Fluttershy holds to her chest drag the front of her already strained tank top further down the deep soft cleavage of Fluttershy's huge boobs, exposing more.
  64. >Your apologies devolve into wordless bumbling at the sight of Fluttershy's beautiful busty chest.
  65. >Mind races, can't be caught staring, do something to make yourself look good quick.
  66. >What are you standing around for? Help her pick up her books you knocked over, you heartless bastard!
  67. >Your face collides with your nose digging between the warm softness of Fluttershy's cleavage.
  68. >It ends quickly, but lasts long enough for you to process her pristine scent as her smooth, warm and soft boobs gave way against your face.
  69. >The physical sensation briefly spurs your inner caveman with feral, primal, carnal activation.
  70. >You had already been familiar with how Fluttershy's boobs look, but now you've learned how they... FEEL, something you only imagined before.
  71. >You knew they're big and soft, but her warm silky skin to go with it made it so much more real.
  72. >That's it, that's what female breasts feel like, Fluttershy's breasts.
  73. >Encountering such a strictly natural revelation humbles you.
  74. >The rest of the encounter was as awkward and played down in the moment as one would imagine.
  75. >Yes, this entire encounter was actually completely by accident, but absolutely no one believes you.
  76. >Chemistry class, weeks later.
  77. >Last full week of school; final in-class experiment.
  78. >You must've apologized a thousand times.
  79. >Guess who's assigned to be your lab partner by coincidence?
  80. >Hot weather again forced her to wear a tank top today.
  81. >"H-hi." Fluttershy greets you, slightly facing away with a heavy blush on her face from memories of what happened.
  82. >She cutely puts her shoulder forward to block view of her boobs with her arm, only mashing her boobs together pushing her displayed cleavage outward more.
  83. >She's actively trying to hide them from view, but it can't be helped.
  84. >You two proceed with the final lab partner experiment of the year, having your first ever real conversation.
  85. >Before that, it was just you apologizing for having your face in her cleavage.
  86. >And you had your face in Fluttershy's cleavage before you ever said a single word to her.
  87. >What a way to meet someone.
  88. >Neither of you knew what you're doing, so the final project has to be finished after school since there's no do-overs after today.
  89. >You and Fluttershy must take the late bus home.
  90. >Cooperating with her for so long, now alone with her in the classroom after school in this lucky circumstance, has emboldened you.
  91. >Glance at Fluttershy's busty chest from a side angle of her, into her top.
  92. >Catching a glimpse of the frilly edge of Fluttershy's pink bra cup against her soft skin.
  93. >All the way out to the late bus after the project's over, you still wanna be next to her.
  94. >Too horny to care when you blatantly sit next to her on purpose in the back of the empty bus.
  95. >Fluttershy blushes, but doesn't protest to this.
  96. >"Y-you think we got a good grade?" She asks as the bus pulls off.
  97. "Yeah." You continue sneaking glances into Fluttershy's top.
  98. >The back of the bus is the part that jolts the most, something she forgot.
  99. >Here come bumpy roads.
  100. >Fluttershy's big boobies jiggle in response, outside of her control.
  101. >She feels all of it happening... holding back an unplanned awkward grin.
  102. >Her big soft tits bounce wildly when the bus reaches a pothole.
  103. >She squeaks, but too nervous to turn away, as if it'd be rude.
  104. >You apologize, but:
  105. >"It's... okay."
  106. >You just made something set in, deep within her:
  107. >...
  108. >On the first day she wore a tank top, Fluttershy hesitated before walking into view of everyone.
  109. >Fluttershy KNEW her cleavage was showing, and she KNEW her busty chest would jiggle and bounce if she walked too fast.
  110. >Couldn't hold the front of it over her cleavage the whole time, the pressing onto her tits would make her cleavage crease even higher anyway and come right back down once she let go.
  111. >Fluttershy walked past everyone as fast as she could go without her big boobs moving around too much even with her D cup bra holding them under her tank top, sensing the male attention on her.
  112. >Slowly accepted the inevitable truth:
  113. >Her busty chest is GOING to bounce and jiggle no matter what.
  114. >Her soft cleavage is showing no matter what.
  115. >She simply had to get used to it.
  116. >On the last day of school, everyone's signing yearbooks.
  117. >It was only a matter of time before you encounter Fluttershy during this.
  118. >The bus ride with her is still vivid in your memory, along with how she just awkwardly let you keep staring at her bouncing, jiggling D cup tits as the bus jolted.
  119. >She had simply awkwardly left after you stood up to let her out.
  120. >You could tell she was way too nervous to say anything to you.
  121. >You felt extremely guilty about the whole thing after the blood left your boner and returned to your brain, about how admittedly pervy in a predatory way you were acting.
  122. >But Fluttershy stands with her back against the wall, yearbook in her hands behind it, eyeing you from across the room.
  123. >As if she's waiting for you to walk over to her, which you do.
  124. >You still try your hardest to keep from glancing down at her chest, because you're starting to suspect this could count as harassment at this point.
  125. >"Um..." She speaks as though she's finally responding to you giving her an impromptu eyeballing on that late bus.
  126. "I'm uh... sorry about... all that." You stammer, hoping she won't call her friends over to slap you. "I should've asked you for like, permission or something."
  127. >Her face glows red brighter than a stoplight, but her words do quite the opposite.
  128. >"I-I'm not mad."
  129. >At this very instant, you feel an assumed green light to gaze down at Fluttershy's chest once more, succumbing to your inner caveman in the eyes.
  130. >She realized this, and almost starts to turn away, but reminds herself that you just can't help it.
  131. >She really did pick up on some signals, didn't she?
  132. >She... understands it all to a degree too.
  133. >You were probably right before.
  134. >"It's okay, Anon." She repeats what she said before, as if to clarify what she meant.
  135. >Neither of you say much, just nod and momentarily exchange yearbooks.
  136. >It's as though the less you and Fluttershy actually talk, the more you begin to communicate through fuckin' pheromones or something as long as she's in your presence.
  137. >Because there's been a lot more being said than you two verbally spoke.
  138. >And if it were to be spoken, it'd be extremely lewd talk.
  139. >The language of your hormones, speaking louder than anything either of you could have said.
  140. >And Fluttershy understands it more than you do, knowing full well you're trying to get a good peek at her bra through her top again as she leans forward to sign your yearbook.
  141. >Fluttershy's soft D cup chest looms over the pages, ever so slightly swaying to the motions of her arm and hand writing down her phone number.
  142. >She lets out a nervous but flattered giggle after "catching" you peeping at her massive boobies.
  143. >One day early in July.
  144. >Given that she's nervous around any other guy, Fluttershy being delighted to see you feels a bit odd.
  145. >But this first official date to the mall should go well.
  146. >And by well, terribly probably.
  147. >The way you started things off with Fluttershy is set up for disaster:
  148. >In actions speaking louder than words, you established that you know nothing about Fluttershy's interests and only like her for her boobs.
  149. >AND she was clearly too nervous and apprehensive to turn you down.
  150. >You don't know why, but you could just sense it.
  151. >She's always quiet and anything but talkative, and to this day she has yet to tell her friends about her "relationship" with you, however many days it's even destined to last.
  152. >You're currently picking her up from her job at the animal shelter you didn't know existed until yesterday.
  153. >Fluttershy's eyes are probably full of pity and almost fear, but you have no idea because you're not paying attention to her eyes.
  154. >Your own eyes keep on admiring Fluttershy's bountiful, busty chest getting hugged by her white tank top and pink bra underneath.
  155. >Now accompanied by her soft thick thighs under her green skirt; thighs you daydream about putting yourself between, face first or waist first.
  156. >This is NOT how you start off a relationship, it's how you start off a one-night stand or something.
  157. >Fluttershy leans down and lets her tank-top-clad busty chest sway a little as she pets one of the cats at the shelter you pretend to care about.
  158. >And as you tragically watch Fluttershy's big soft tits get mushed together by her arms, pushing her deep soft cleavage together more before releasing and letting her boobs relax again, you nod in agreement to your own suspicion that this relationship is doomed to fall apart and quickly.
  159. >It's just you being horny and Fluttershy being, well, shy.
  160. >Too shy to prompt you to actually learn abut her interests and start jiving with her personality.
  161. >You don't know shit about nature or animals.
  162. >You just want to see Fluttershy's nipples, and give those breasts a good suckling like the ape-brained evolved caveman you are naturally hardwired to be.
  163. >And you want to wedge yourself between Fluttershy's thighs and finally free your ape brain from this delightful torment.
  164. >You are THIRSTY, not in love with her. You're sure of it.
  165. >Take the horny out of the equation and you and Fluttershy likely have nothing in common other than the fact that neither of you talk a lot at all.
  166. >Why?
  167. >Why must Fluttershy have such an enticing, mesmerizingly endowed body that drives your inner caveman crazy beyond reason?
  168. >...
  169. >All of this was all that was going through your head during the time you sat with Fluttershy at the food court.
  170. >She sips and swallows down her drink, you imagine her sucking cock.
  171. >She grabs her vegan burger as you imagine that being your waist.
  172. >The way she locks her lips around the spoon, letting the vanilla ice cream drip...
  173. >What would Fluttershy's beautiful massive tits look like in a small bikini top?
  174. >This is what you wonder during your surprisingly existent second date at the same mall in mid July.
  175. >Fluttershy once again wears one of her usual white tank tops, busty chest bouncing as she walks with you.
  176. >You don't understand how you made it to date 2.
  177. >Notice Fluttershy taking a deep breath before walking inside where dozens of people will see her cleavage right in there.
  178. >And Fluttershy's showing a LOT of her cleavage in this top; it's really hot today.
  179. >Consider asking her what she even sees in you, but you don't have to.
  180. >In a couple of quiet back-and-forths, Fluttershy gradually gets something off her chest.
  181. >One of her friends (not named) suggested she needs to "come out of her shell".
  182. >That she should consider getting a boyfriend and stop being overly protective about how much of her body is showing.
  183. >She still thinks your accidental encounter in the hallway was on purpose, but says it helped the whole point of her wearing tank tops in warm weather instead of burning up in sweaters like past years.
  184. >You had missed her saying the pet shelter she works at is moving out of town.
  185. >She's been considering working at Hooters due to... two reasons, but she's too nervous about wearing revealing tops in front of people.
  186. >Telling her friend about this is what started this, and it led to you noticing her trying to get herself to "desensitize" herself.
  187. >She decided to get you as a boyfriend to often be around, preferably one who's horny for her.
  188. >Fluttershy's less scared about showing off her boobs when you're with her, because she's getting used to your ogling.
  189. >So other people ogling doesn't feel as bad, and other guys won't make moves if she's already taken.
  190. >Long story short, you're kinda being used as a tool with slight benefits.
  191. >But here's why you're okay with it:
  192. >You ask Fluttershy if you can call her Hootershy, to get her more into the spirit.
  193. >She sheepishly hesitates, but says you can if you really want to.
  194. >Hootershy pulls you into a hug, intentionally letting her big soft boobs squish onto you as your arms gently wrap around her, feeling the back of Hootershy's bra through her thin top.
  195. >Stay in the hug a bit with her big soft breasts pillowing you.
  196. >The back of Hootershy's bra unhooks, making her meep and duck away to a side area with relative privacy.
  197. >Hootershy fails to pull the back of her bra together inside her top, and as you watch, reluctantly pulls her whole bra all the way out, braless in the heavily air conditioned mall.
  198. >"W-wanna go bra shopping with me?" Hootershy gives you an adorably embarrassed smile, dangling her removed pink bra.
  199. >Hootershy's braless breasts under her thin top assert themselves to visibility, her nipples becoming stiff and poking through in response to the cool air.
  200. >Follow Hootershy to Victoria's Secret, soon convincing her to seek bikinis as she's still scared about other people seeing her erect nipples.
  201. >Date 3, late July.
  202. >Once again, super hot day, but a tank top is as far as Hootershy is willing to strip down to.
  203. >Albeit without a bra this time, knowing how much you like it when her erect nipples.
  204. >Despite all else, Hootershy's nervousness found a way to overcome her when it comes to wearing less.
  205. >She's just not used to showing a lot.
  206. >Exposing her shoulders and cleavage is one thing, but now her midriff and bellybutton? And underboob and sideboob? And her hips, thighs and butt?
  207. >It's like walking around in her underwear!
  208. >Hootershy sees bikinis as the same.
  209. >Outside for your date, you two walk around in the hot summer air.
  210. >It's been a half hour.
  211. >Hootershy knows what the real intention is: the excessive heat is supposed to convince her go to the pool.
  212. >Getting her to strip down and get HER body into a sexy bikini.
  213. >A feat she never dared to try despite knowing what her body has to offer.
  214. >Continuously tell Hootershy there's nothing to be afraid of, and that she'll look amazing in that small bikini you bought for her.
  215. >She makes nervous faces at you.
  216. >The heat causes her skin to shine with sweat.
  217. >She fans herself with her top, giving you peeks at her midriff and more of her cleavage every time she pulls her top forward.
  218. >Hootershy begins to hyperventilate after twenty more minutes.
  219. >This future Hooters employee's busty chest shines with sweat as she keeps fanning herself with her top to cool off.
  220. >Perfume in her scent.
  221. >Hootershy's huge sweaty boobies sway in her damp, clingy tank top that drags itself further down her glistening cleavage.
  222. >You watch her stumble with one of her top's shoulder straps falling from her shoulder, having her huge soft tits bounce with a strong jolt, moving her top around with them.
  223. >Hootershy's large braless nipples poke through her thin damp top that clings to her body.
  224. >The sweat is starting to make her top transparent.
  225. >Hootershy notices her areolae begin to show through the fabric.
  226. >Peers around for onlookers, panicking.
  227. >Your nose bleeds at the sight.
  228. >She leans onto you. "I n-need water."
  229. "The pool's right over there."
  230. >"Ngh." Hootershy fearfully bites her lip, thinking about her shirt clinging to her body.
  231. >She moans between hot breaths when you say her body's beautiful, that this is what she's been working towards anyway.
  232. >"W-what if... I show too much?"
  233. >Put your arm around her.
  234. "It's good if you show a little too much. They'll like it. /I/ like it!"
  235. >Hootershy's busty chest that usually insulated her from the cold, now nearly spills out of her sweaty drooping top.
  236. >The top falls further from her huge jiggling D cup boobs as she falls to her knees.
  237. >The fallen side of Hootershy's falling tank top makes a gap at her armpit.
  238. >Follow Hootershy to a nearby changing booth with the bikini in your hands.
  239. >She nervously lets you join her inside as you plan to assist Hootershy in stripping herself out of her damp top and skirt for her new bikini.
  240. >"A-anon? What are you-"
  241. >Grope her.
  242. >"Are you sure?"
  243. >There's a silent pause when the impromptu grope happens in the dimly lit changing booth.
  244. >The lack of speaking and the physical groping says everything your instincts and Hootershy's instincts need to hear; your pheromones silently screaming for breeding.
  245. >The very instant you feel Hootershy's massive soft breast cupped in your gently squeezing hand, your inner cavemen is activated more than ever before.
  246. >It happened before you realized it, as if your body knew what to do before you did.
  247. >Your actions themselves got an unintentional boner, kneading Hootershy's jiggling, swaying chest through her damp clingy top.
  248. >Running your fingertip over her nipple poking through, multiple times, making it get stiff in response to you.
  249. >As the rest of her enticing softness boasts itself against your fingers and palm, the very bountifulness of fer femininity telling you what her huge softness means to your instincts.
  250. >She's MADE for mating and breeding, very physically so.
  251. >This is what you're supposed to like, what you're supposed to do.
  252. >That grope made Hootershy's life as a virgin flash before her eyes.
  253. >She knows that's all over now.
  254. >You've seen too much.
  255. >You've felt too much.
  256. >There's no turning back.
  257. >All her virgin years she's seeing are about to come to an end, and she's bright red in the face thinking about it.
  258. >At the tail end of it, she sees her friend that helped her put an end to it: Pinkie Pie.
  259. >...
  260. >She had never told you this part, was too nervous.
  261. >Fluttershy back when she was wearing sweaters and hiding her alluring cleavage from the boys was always pressured by Pinkie Pie to "open up more".
  262. >Pinkie always showed her own cleavage, usually hopped and bounced around on her feet in her signature bubbly-ness as she usually does.
  263. >Fluttershy half-envied Pinkie's ability to not care how much her boobs would blatantly jiggle in her low cut cleavage-showing tops, right in front of everyone.
  264. >She KNEW the boys at school were staring at her chest, there's no way she wouldn't be aware of all THAT going on.
  265. >And oh boy was it going on.
  266. >Fluttershy was reluctant to follow suit when Pinkie offered her to wear one of her own tops.
  267. >Pinkie had even gotten in trouble once for "dressing inappropriately" at school, but kept showing off her cleavage anyway.
  268. >Fluttershy was nervous thinking she'd get in trouble too, until she saw that the teachers didn't bother Pinkie about her lewd tops anymore.
  269. >Pinkie clearly knew the busty potential Fluttershy had; it was even very slightly more than her own, but both girls are unignorably busty.
  270. >Instead of being jealous, Pinkie encouraged Fluttershy to show off what she's got, to celebrate her beautiful chest and get those knockers the male attention they deserve.
  271. >But Fluttershy still wanted to keep her chest completely inside of her tops with nothing showing to anyone.
  272. >Pinkie kept begging and pleading Fluttershy to show her cleavage at school, at least to see how many more boys would glance down at them.
  273. >Fluttershy was hesitant about having her cleavage showing.
  274. >It was a blast for Pinkie Pie, it was a huge risk for Fluttershy.
  275. >That risk being a boy throwing himself at her one day.
  276. >The more he would see and feel, the harder it would be to convince him to stop.
  277. >And Fluttershy's virginity would be over, the thought of which made Fluttershy shiver.
  278. >She told Pinkie this during a sleepover that was just between the two girls.
  279. >Pinkie stated virginity's been boring so far and both of them should have lost it by now in their lives anyway.
  280. >Eventually convinced Fluttershy to at least wear something more revealing in the room with her: a plain white tank top.
  281. >So long as Pinkie herself stayed in her low cut top with her own busty cleavage showing.
  282. >Fluttershy had changed in private and came out blushing as Pinkie watched, clapping in excitement.
  283. >Fluttershy's massive chest was only covered by two thin bra cups and a thinner white tank top that couldn't hope to cover up all that cleavage.
  284. >Pinkie's eyes wandered down to Fluttershy's chest, Fluttershy crossed her arms over her visible cleavage in embarrassment, disoriented while desperately looking for something else to put on.
  285. >"It's okay, silly." Pinkie gradually pulled Fluttershy's wrists back away from her chest. "I have big boobies too, remember?"
  286. >Fluttershy breathed heavily with her eyes darting around before Pinkie pulled her into a surprise hug.
  287. >Fluttershy's huge tits softly collided with Pinkie Pie's huge tits through their clothes.
  288. >"Oh... m-my..." Fluttershy's voice was more jittery than any other time she's said this.
  289. >"Aren't we just so soft and cozy together?" Pinkie grinned at Fluttershy, mashing her own massive chest into hers and squishing everything together tightly.
  290. >A game of truth or dare soon started.
  291. >Pinkie encouraged Fluttershy to lean forward like she was to allow a good view into her top.
  292. >This made Fluttershy get comfortable after an hour.
  293. >And then:
  294. >"Let's make a strawberry banana milkshake! Dare you!" Pinkie grinned.
  295. >Fluttershy agreed, not knowing what it meant until seeing Pinkie Pie take off her shirt then bra.
  296. >Pinkie Pie had no problem being topless in front of Fluttershy. "Your turn!"
  297. >"W-what?" Fluttershy freezes as Pinkie grabbed the bottom of her top.
  298. >"Strawberry banana milkshake!"
  299. >"O-oh dear!~"
  300. >"Hehe, your bellybutton's so cute!"
  301. >"Pinkie...?"
  302. >"C'mon, left your arms up!"
  303. >"I-I..."
  304. >"Ooh, I love your bra!"
  305. >The tank top landed on the floor.
  306. >"P-pinkie... I-mmmmmph~"
  307. >"Mmwah! It's okay, we're both girls here."
  308. >"M-my..." Fluttershy squeaked.
  309. >A few seconds later, Fluttershy's bra landed on the floor next to Pinkie Pie's bra.
  310. >Two busty topless girls clumsily docking at their sleepover, arms a-tangle.
  311. >"Eeee! We're so soft and cozy!"
  312. >After this, Fluttershy was convinced to wear tank tops at school for warmer weather.
  313. >Pinkie wore low cut tops too with her own deep cleavage jiggling around in plain view so Fluttershy didn't feel alone.
  314. >Fluttershy knew the attention would skyrocket, as it did.
  315. >She knew what she got herself into, easing herself into it as your boldness with her grew, soaring pheromones rousing your hormones into a frenzy.
  316. >...
  317. >It all led up to that grope you just gave her.
  318. >Braless Hootershy feels your hand feel up her big soft boob through her thin top more sincerely.
  319. >She's not with another girl this time, she's with you, a horny guy groping her in a cramped changing booth as hot summer temps make her body glisten with sweat and a need to strip and put on a bikini.
  320. >It took Hootershy so long, but here it happens.
  321. >She reluctantly eyes the tiny bikini top you're gonna make her wear in public.
  322. >HER huge boobs are gonna be in THAT bikini top?
  323. >"Anon...~" Hootershy mutters as both of your hands explore her body in that small damp tank top.
  324. >Do exactly what you've always wanted to do with Hootershy.
  325. >Your hands thirstily squeeze Hootershy's soft busty chest, ravaging her small thin damp top, making her sideboob slip out.
  326. >Hootershy shuts her eyes in panic, realizing her boyfriend's groping is irreversible.
  327. >You pull Hootershy close and give her a long deep kiss with your hands still enjoying the moist softness of her massive boobs against your fingers and palms, as enthusiastically as you can out of your raw primal arousal for Hootershy.
  328. >She makes a bunch of cute sounds into your mouth, rolling her eyes after they open again.
  329. >She sighs and becomes more complacent in the midst of your animalistic advances.
  330. >Her D cup chest gives to your ferocious hands and slips out of her top some more.
  331. >Your thumbs run along Hootershy's nipple bumps, tickling her; she jolts around with those huge knockers of hers jiggling from it all.
  332. >"Ah! Anon!"
  333. >Hootershy spins around, you catch her huge sweaty tits once more with eager, barbaric groping from behind, and your erect tent hotdogs her between her ass cheeks through her skirt.
  334. >Turn her so you're poking into her side now.
  335. >The cramped changing booth rocks as you gradually manage to peel Hootershy's wet little tank top off, exposing her soft, heaving, glistening D-cup boobies.
  336. >"Anon~" Hootershy grunts, eyeing the tiny bikini on the bench. "What'll they think of me?"
  337. >Indulging yourself in her, kiss Hootershy's neck, moving down to her unbound funbags as she bumps herself around between the booth's walls.
  338. >Stretch her top around, yanking it up past her bellybutton, tugging the open sleeveless sides forward to bring out more of her sideboob, pulling the middle down to free more of Hootershy's beautiful cleavage, rolling the damp top further up her tummy until you raise it high enough to make her underboob peek out.
  339. >Hootershy's tank top gets stretched and pulled in all directions on her increasingly exposed body.
  340. >Your hands grope her jiggling chest through her top until it's groped out of the way.
  341. >Stretched too far to keep those big soft breasts from bouncing and swaying into view.
  342. >Find Hootershy’s nipples.
  343. >Hootershy moans and sighs as she feels your mouth close in on one of her nipples through her thin little top.
  344. >Kissing, licking and suckling on her soft beckoning breasts, you make Hootershy let out all kinds of noises as her tank top is stubbornly stripped off.
  345. >You catch Hootershy's nipple directly in your mouth and let the sweet salty taste trickle onto your tongue.
  346. >She looks down at the bikini on the bench once again with more of optimism, now that the feeling she gets from "nursing" you scrambles her mind into a wanton flurry of sexual desires.
  347. >Hootershy stumbles and scrambles around inside the cramped changing booth with your hands groping her as the summer heat bakes the inside.
  348. >Topless in her green clingy skirt.
  349. >Getting her bouncing, sweaty D-cup boobies sucked on as you catch her huge areolae nipples in your mouth again and again.
  350. >Upon meeting your eyes once more, she kisses you back and welcomes you to throw yourself on top of her against the wall.
  351. >You had pulled your cock out at some point.
  352. >When Hootershy sees it, she looks at it the same way you've looked at her tits.
  353. >You both know what you want to do.
  354. >Hootershy kneels, nervously but hornily holding your wrists close to herself so you HAVE to keep groping her big soft boobies.
  355. >Stick your roused up member right between the very deep cleavage that's been making it be what it is for so long.
  356. >The smooth slippery skin, the voluminous fleshy bodyfat of her soft lumbering hooters, all mashes itself onto either side of your erect shaft.
  357. >You're sticking your cock into that pair of massive tits you fell in love with, feeling them stroke your length up and down with the help of both your hands and Hootershy's hands.
  358. >Hootershy, hesitantly aroused, grins down at your precum-drooling head poking out from inside her deep soft cleavage towards her chin.
  359. >You cannot express your endless love for Hootershy's beautiful massive breasts enough until you've not only sucked on her huge nipples, but fucked her bare exposed D-cup breasts directly with your cock they kept making get hard for so long.
  360. >An answer to your tension and needs for Hootershy's big beautiful chest.
  361. >It's been a long time coming.
  362. >Hootershy's tits bounce up and down between your hands and her hands.
  363. >Every time you jacked off to the thought of this bountiful pair of breasts is eclipsed by these tits themselves jacking you off before your eyes.
  364. >And her massive softness enveloping your cock stimulates you all the way to climax with this event you needed so badly.
  365. >Hootershy anxiously squeaks as she feels your cock tense and swell between her big soft boobies, only a little scared of the load to cum.
  366. >It shoots out in a strong, continuous burst of pearly white semen, loudly spraying her face like a pressure washer in a POWERFUL nut you couldn't have had any other way outside of where your member wants to go next.
  367. >Hootershy's soft, massive fucking boobies directly made your cock ejaculate onto her face.
  368. >Continue groping Hootershy's bit soft tits as you watch your mega-sized load run down her face, some coating and sneaking between her lips into her mouth, drip from her chin like ranch dressing out the bottle, land at the top of her chest below and trickle down into her busty, sweaty cleavage you just fucked like a wild animal.
  369. >Strands of your cum bridge between Hootershy's lips as she breathes with her mouth gaping, pushed and pulled by her hot breath.
  370. >Her face is cooled down now.
  371. >She uses her removed tank top to wipe it all off; she's not putting it back on anyway, she has a bikini top.
  372. >You don't even care if you taste some aftermath of your load when you deeply french kiss Hootershy once more with tangling tongues, it's mixed with her sweet saliva anyway.
  373. >Convey through stammering mumbles how much you love her in between the sloppy kisses in the hot cramped changing booth, still groping Hootershy's supple bare tits the whole time.
  374. >Keeping yourself completely erect for Hootershy.
  375. >Hootershy lets your hands creep up her sweaty thighs inside of her skirt, making their way to her panties, grabbing them and proceed to peel them, roll them down her damp skin.
  376. >She feels the back get tugged off her butt and the front slip away from her wet dripping crotch.
  377. >You get Hootershy's panties down her thighs and past her knees.
  378. >Your very nature directs you to put yourself between those thighs and push Hootershy's skirt up her thighs with your waist until you feel something soft and slippery kiss and wrap around your tip pushing into it.
  379. >Hootershy's eyes shoot wide upon, finishing the flashback of her life as a virgin flashing before her eyes.
  380. >Feels her virginity vanish as your shaft slips deeper in, not even minding your hands passionately groping all over her heaving, sweaty, jiggling D-cup chest.
  381. >You felt your own virginity seep away as your cock gets enveloped by her warm fleshy tunnel of fertility, giving way to your naturally built-in drive to thrust your hips as you're supposed to do.
  382. >Make Hootershy face you so her soft bare breasts get bounced in front of you with each bucking motion as you grope them.
  383. >You make her tits jiggle and bounce uncontrollably with your incessant humping.
  384. >That green skirt stays scrunched at Hootershy's waist, still slipping down enough to expose her bellybutton as it heaves with her bountiful chest.
  385. >The barrier that was Hootershy's virginity is no more, and her fear of being in a bikini in public is weakening.
  386. >But Hootershy KNOWS she's absolutely beautiful, feeling your cock once again tensing inside her gently gripping vaginal canal.
  387. >She KNOWS her body is absolutely sexy as your cock twitches in bursts of ejaculation again and again and again inside of her.
  388. >Your inner ape caveman is rejoicing as his mission to mate and breed has been accomplished.
  389. >Hootershy falls back in afterglow with you, letting your hands continue to grope her big fertile chest by pure horny instinct alone.
  390. >To make sure Hootershy's still comfortable, you wait inside of the changing booth until you don't hear anyone at the pool anymore.
  391. >She lets her skirt get pulled down her thighs off her legs, naked with you in the dimly lit changing booth as the sweat covering both of you naturally cools you down a little as you're not engaged in heavy physical activity anymore and just fanning one another with Fluttershy's removed clothing.
  392. >Help Hootershy slip into the small bikini, wrapping the strings around her torso and placing the fabric cups over her big soft nipples.
  393. >Slip the bikini bottoms up her thick thighs and stopping at her curvy hips.
  394. >Making sure everything fits her nice and neatly.
  395. >Kiss her once again, making her giggle as you can't stop pulling her bikini top away from her nipples just so you can see them and play with them again.
  396. >It warms her so much to see and feel you appreciate her huge breasts so much, basically put under a horny trance by them.
  397. >Hootershy lets you pull her lewd bikini top open and expose her big sexy nipples in the changing booth again and again as many times as you like, letting you flick them, play with them, kiss them, lick them, suck them... can't stop opening Hootershy's bikini top just to do it all again.
  398. >You're """testing it out for malfunctions""".
  399. >Both of you know that's bullshit and that Hootershy's big soft boobies make you eternally horny and you just can't pull yourself away.
  400. >The time finally comes to leave the changing booth and enjoy the pool with no one else around.
  401. >Hootershy nervously follows you out into the less hot later-day air.
  402. >Constantly checks to see if there's anyone around to see her in her lewd little bikini.
  403. >You poke her bellybutton and lightly slapping her soft butt, teasing her in a horny/friendly way.
  404. >Hootershy jumps into the water with you, immediately having fun.
  405. >She surfaces after a quick dive, with the water running down her soaked busty chest.
  406. >Dripping down her soft cleavage and sideboob, down to her sleek tummy and stretched bellybutton as she raises her arms to squeeze the water out of her pink hair.
  407. >The water runs down her hips, over the straps of her tight bikini bottoms and down her thighs as some water stays soaking the fabric over her vulva underneath.
  408. >While her big nipples under the thin bikini top become erect and poke through from the cool breeze through the wet fabric.
  409. >What a mesmerizingly beautiful sight to see.
  410. >Can't call her beautiful enough times.
  411. >She blushes when she realizes her nipples poked through, but you tell her it's okay.
  412. >Play shark with Hootershy for some time, "catching" her and opening her bikini top several times when she loses.
  413. >She meeps every time you do this, scared that someone nearby will catch her with her huge tits out.
  414. >But she laughs all the while, clearly excited by this now.
  415. >Stare at her soft chest as she walks with you back to her house.
  416. >Still in her bikini top.
  417. >They're just... jiggling and bouncing so much.
  418. (might make another part with more Pinkie Pie(s) involved)

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