[REQUEST] Baratone - The Little Fluttershy


                                            Originally uploaded to Pastebin: January 26th, 2013

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                                            Baratone: "Hello Nebulus you are very cool and also I want you to write a story

                                            Nebulus: "Well ok then, Baratone. Anything for you"

                                            Baratone: "You are cool"

                                            Nebulus: "Yes."


                                            Then this happened.

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                                            >Day Equeous in Aquestria

                                            >Wait, I fucked that up. Lemmie try that again.

                                            >Day Aqueous in Equestria

                                            >Be Fluttershy - Sea Pony

                                            >Wake up

                                            >Shit, shower, shave.

                                            >You shit, and watch it float upwards

                                            >Shower, by just living in the sea

                                            >Shave

                                            >You don't actually shave.

                                            >Swim around your cave and make some breakfast

                                            >Delicious algae

                                            >Finish eating and head out for the day

                                            >It's a boring life

                                            >You spend most of the time getting pampered because of your father's position - King of the Seaponies

                                            >Recently, he's been pestering you about getting married

                                            >But nop0ny around here is very interesting

                                            >Or nice

                                            >You sigh and continue drifting through the ocean currents on the way to your destination: Father's house

                                            >It's a massive cave, a few guards are posted outside, holding tridents and wearing bored expressions

                                            >Can't really blame them, it's incredibly dull around here

                                            >They see you coming and let you past, grunting something about him expecting you

                                            >You drift over to the 'Throne room'

                                            >It's just a pile of nice looking rocks that father likes to sit on

                                            >Father sees you enter, and he smiles warmly

                                            >"Fluttershy! How are you, my sweet?"

                                            Umm... I-I'm ok...

                                            >"That's my girl! Listen, I have wonderful news! You're getting married!"

                                            W-what?

                                            >You try your best to look angry

                                            >Instead you end up hiding behind your mane

                                            >Fucking social anxiety disorder

                                            >He laughs heartily

                                            >"That's right! I found you a great guy. He's strong, looks pretty good and has a very prestigious job!"

                                            But I don't want-

                                            >"Who is he, you ask? Why, he's right outside!"

                                            >Father bellows at the top of his lungs

                                            >"RODNEY! GET IN HERE!"

                                            >A bright green seapony swims into the room

                                            >He carries himself with an arrogance rarely seen around these parts

                                            >"Kingy. 'Shy. Sup?"

                                            >Father laughs

                                            >"Oh you. You and your "hip" new phrases"

                                            F-father, I don't-

                                            >"The wedding is next week, Fluttershy. You two go have fun bonding or whatever it is kids do these days"

                                            But-

                                            >Rodney grabs your arm and drags you out of the cave

                                            >Father grins and waves as you go

                                            >Rodney drags you behind the cave, out of sight.

                                            >"So, babe. We gonna do it or what?"

                                            >He starts performing the seapony mating ritual

                                            >Gurgling and marking the area with his scent while having a seizure

                                            >You shake your head and swim away before he can start the second act of the ritual - Rigorous public masturbation

                                            >You try to fight back tears and other complicated emotions that you don't fully understand due to a terrible upbringing

                                            >You're a princess of the Seaponies, for Azshara's sake. You deserve better than this

                                            >You think about your options

                                            >Princess

                                            >Wealthy

                                            >Famous

                                            >Loved by all

                                            >...

                                            >Welp. Looks like suicide is your only option. Ahh, the curse of being an angsty teenager.

                                            >You turn your gaze to the surface

                                            >Shudder

                                            >Father always said that terrible monsters lurk beyond the surface

                                            >And that there's no water, so seaponies will die if they stay there too long

                                            >Sounds good enough.

                                            L-let's get this suicide on the road!

                                            >You speed along towards the surface in a diagonal direction

                                            >The seabed is getting closer to the surface, along with you

                                            >You wonder what it will look like on the surface, and how scary the monsters will be

                                            >Quivering with excitement from the idea of your imminent death, you surge through the water, the bright lights above the water becoming more alluring with each second

                                            >When you are a few inches from the surface, you pause

                                            >May as well savour the moment

                                            >You slowly poke your head through the water and look around

                                            >And there it is.

                                            >'Land', as Father called it.

                                            >It's wonderful.

                                            >You look out upon the surface world, your mouth under the water so you can breathe

                                            >There's sand up here, as well. And strange looking creatures. They look like seaponies. But they don't have fins

                                            >Something catches your eye

                                            >You look towards one of the creatures running along the sand, giggling

                                            >She's holding something in her mouth

                                            >Looks like a piece of clothing, like the kind Father has in his private collection

                                            >And then

                                            >In a barrage of profanity, rage, and incoherent screaming, you see him

                                            >A tall creature unlike anything you've ever seen is chasing the landpony

                                            >His long legs allow him to stride after it, bounding over the sand at an incredible speed

                                            >"I WILL FUCKING DESTROY YOU IF YOU DON'T GIVE ME BACK MY FUCKING PANTS YOU SON OF A BITCH"

                                            >The landpony laughs and shouts back over the 'pants' in her mouth

                                            >"YOU'LL HAVE TO CATCH ME FIRST, MONKEY BOY!"

                                            >Monkey Boy... What a beautiful name

                                            >You stare, transfixed by the majesty of the creature before you

                                            >He eventually catches up to the landpony and tackles her, his strong arms ripping the pants out of her mouth and swiftly hitting her in the ribs

                                            >The landpony squeals as Monkey Boy drags her by her tail towards the ocean

                                            >"NO! ANON, PLEASE DON'T!"

                                            >The landpony is laughing while she pleads

                                            >'Anon' hurls her into the sea with a roar

                                            >He's so strong...

                                            >The landpony hits the sea quite a distance away from you

                                            >Anon spits on the sand and glares at the place where the landpony hit the water

                                            >His eyes scan the ocean

                                            >And then he looks directly at you

                                            >You both hold each other's gaze for what seems like an eternity

                                            >Your heart flutters and your jaw drops open under the water

                                            >Anon raises an eyebrow and offers a slight wave

                                            >You stick a fin out of the water and wave back

                                            >The cold air feels strange on your fin. But you don't care. All that you care about now is Anon

                                            >Beautiful, beautiful Anon

                                            >He turns away from you and walks further inland

                                            W-wait! Don't go...

                                            >He probably didn't hear it. You whispered it and your mouth is underwater

                                            >You sigh and watch him go

                                            >Once he's out of sight you duck back below the water and start to head home

                                            >Your mind is nothing but Anon

                                            >His exotic body

                                            >His strength

                                            >His voice

                                            >Everything about him screams sex appeal.

                                            >You wouldn't mind marrying him instead of Rodney...

                                            >...

                                            BY AZSHARA.

                                            >You swim back home as fast as you can, a plan forming in your mind

                                            >You'll need to pay a visit to a friend first

                                            >Well, not exactly a friend... More of a-


                                            >"Fluttershy! My dear! How are you?"

                                            >You wince as Chrysalis drapes tentacle over your shoulder

                                            >She's a gross combination of an octopus, a seapony, and cheese.

                                            >Seriously. She's covered in holes.

                                            F-fine, Chrysalis...

                                            >"Come now, Fluttershy. You can call me Chrys."

                                            Chris?

                                            >"Sure. Why not. What can I do for you?"

                                            Umm... W-well I was wondering if you c-could turn m-me into a landpony...

                                            >"A Pony, you say? Hmm... That sounds plausible. Though there are three kinds, you know. Which do you desire to be?"

                                            O-oh. Umm. W-what kinds are there?

                                            >"Unicorns, Pegasi and Earth Ponies."

                                            Ok... Unicorn sounds uhh. Nice.

                                            >"I don't do Unicorns, Pick another"

                                            Earth Pony?

                                            >"Don't be boring, Fluttershy"

                                            ...

                                            >"Pegasus it is!"

                                            >She squeezes your shoulder with her tentacle

                                            >"But as you know... I'll want something in return..."

                                            I-I can give you all the gold you want?

                                            >"No no, darling. I require something a bit more valuable than gold."

                                            >You tremble

                                            >"Although, you haven't told me. Why exactly do you want to become a pony?"

                                            Oh! Well I found the most wonderful thing above land and he's strong and handsome and has a really big d-

                                            >"Slow down, deary. What's this about a really big D?"

                                            >You tell Chris about your adventure to the surface, and the incredible being called "Anon"

                                            >Chris smiles at you and develops a hungry look in her eye as you tell your story

                                            >"He sounds... Magnificent"

                                            Oh he is! I-I'm going to marry him... He'll have to when I tell him that I'm a princess!

                                            >Chris coughs and averts her gaze for a moment

                                            >"Yes, well. All in good time, my dear. Now, about that payment"

                                            Of course. What do you want?

                                            >Chris ponders this

                                            >He smile widens

                                            >"I want your voice."

                                            M-my voice?

                                            >"Of course! That's my offer. I turn you into a pony, but you give me your voice."

                                            I-I don't know...

                                            >"Take it or leave it, dear. I'll give you time to think about it."

                                            >She turns around and starts checking herself out in a mirror, dragging a bone-comb through her thin green holey hair

                                            B-but I thought you were going to ask for something else... D-don't you want to help me?

                                            >Chris turns to face you again

                                            >"But of course my dear! That's what I do!"

                                            >You hear music begin in the background

                                            >Chris spins to the source of it

                                            >A few seaponies with various instruments are sat in the corner

                                            >"We doin' a musical number, ma'am?"

                                            >Chris growls

                                            >"We don't have a big enough budget for a musical number, boys. You know that. Get the hell out of here!"

                                            >The seaponies grumble and pack up their kit, swimming out of the cave in search of more musical number opportunities

                                            I... Uhh-

                                            >"Don't mind them, darling. Times are tough with this economy. But I can't afford to be singing, as much as I'd like to."

                                            >You stare at her, perplexed

                                            >She clears her throat

                                            >"Now uhh. Your voice, please."

                                            B-but I like my voice! And how will I woo Anon without it?

                                            >"Body language, darling. Just shake your hips a few times and give him the ol' bedroom eyes"

                                            I don't know...

                                            >"Look, Fluttershy. Stallions don't tend to care much about what you have to say, only what you can do with your lips. Just show him a good time, and he'll be all over you."

                                            Really?

                                            >"Yes. Now. You must make Anon fall in love with you within 3 hours, or else you'll turn back into a Seapony. And also you'll become my sex-slave."

                                            >She strokes you with a tentacle

                                            >Shudder

                                            >"Voice. Gimmie."

                                            Ok... L-lets do it.

                                            >"Wonderful! Just sign here"

                                            >She materialises a contract

                                            >You read it carefully

                                            >"I O U 1 VOICE - ........"

                                            >You write your name on the dotted line and the scroll vanishes in a flash of green fire

                                            >Chris chuckles

                                            >"Excellent"

                                            >She cracks her neck and begins waving her hooves around

                                            >She breakdances in front of you for a few seconds, then switches it up to a slow ballroom dance

                                            >You watch, confused as hell

                                            >Once the ballroom dance is done, Chris recites a few lines of the Seapony national anthem, sneezes, kicks over a rock and slaps you.

                                            >"Hocus Pocus, Make this Seapony a Land-horse."

                                            What-

                                            >There's a loud explosion and a flash of green, followed by you blacking out


                                            >Waves gently crash against the shore, and you stir from your sleep

                                            >Yawning, you look around

                                            >You're sat on sand, and can see the ocean stretching before you

                                            >Gasp

                                            >You stand up, then fall over

                                            >Looking down, you see that your fins and tail are now 4 legs

                                            >You shakily stand up, your legs wobbling violently

                                            >Breathe out slowly

                                            >Ok, Fluttershy. You can do this. You're just a land-creature. You'll be fine

                                            >"Who are you talking to?"

                                            >You scream and take off running towards the ocean, tripping up several times along the way

                                            >You reach the water and throw yourself in, your mouth filling with salt-water

                                            >Tastes like shit

                                            >You try to breathe but find that the water can no longer sustain you

                                            >Damnable biology

                                            >A pair of hands wrenches you out of the water

                                            >You gasp for air

                                            >"Are you insane?"

                                            >You gaze up at your saviour

                                            >Anon stares down at you, a concerned look on his face

                                            >You try not to cream yourself right then and there

                                            >You fail

                                            >Pray that your water drenched fur covers it up

                                            >Anon sniffs the air

                                            >"What is that... Oh."

                                            >He drops you

                                            >"Fuckin' horse."

                                            >He walks off, leaving you panting in the shallow waters

                                            >Sit up

                                            >Stare at his ass

                                            >Oh Azshara you need a piece of that

                                            >Scramble to your feet and stumble after him

                                            >Trot alongside him

                                            >He looks down and rolls his gorgeous eyes

                                            >"Look uhhh. What's your name?"

                                            >Fluttershy!

                                            >You just thought that, stupid. You can't speak anymore

                                            >You wave your hooves around in distress

                                            >"What are you, mute?"

                                            >Nod frantically

                                            >"Can you write?"

                                            >Nod again

                                            >"Then write your name in the sand or some shit."

                                            >You run over to a patch of wet sand and begin carving your name with the edge of your hoof

                                            >"Flutter...shy?"

                                            >Nod

                                            >"Well alright then, Fluttershy. Please stop following me."

                                            >You shake your head

                                            >"Waddya mean, 'no'? I asked you to stop following me. This isn't up for debate."

                                            >You prod his crotch with a hoof

                                            >He nudges you away with a foot

                                            >"Quit it. You're being creepy"

                                            >He starts walking away again

                                            >You can't let him go! Not now!

                                            >You run after him again, stumbling a few times

                                            >You're getting better at running

                                            >You follow Anon to a weird looking structure, with ladders and a flag on it.

                                            >He effortlessly jumps up onto it and sits down on a chair

                                            >You struggle to get up, but you manage.

                                            >He laughs at you struggling to get up

                                            >His laugh is amazing

                                            >You quiver again

                                            >Eventually you get up and sit next to Anon

                                            >You need to figure out how to get him to love you. You've got 3 hours.

                                            >You nudge his leg

                                            >He looks down

                                            >"What."

                                            >You pucker your lips and lean towards him

                                            >He moves his head back

                                            >"Fluttershy, I'm a lifeguard. Not a whore."

                                            >You frown and look out across the bay

                                            >Anon picks up two black tubes stuck to each other and looks through them

                                            >You ponder what to do

                                            >Chris' voice echoes through your mind

                                            >"Just shake your hips a few times and give him the ol' bedroom eyes"

                                            >You clear your throat

                                            >Anon looks at you, a small smirk on his lips

                                            >"What is it this time?"

                                            >You show him your rear and start waving it around in his face

                                            >He laughs

                                            >"Oh god, stop! Stop! That's just terrible!"

                                            >You blush

                                            >Lock eyes with him

                                            >And start trying to give him bedroom eyes

                                            >He gasps and launches himself off his chair

                                            >He grabs your shoulders

                                            >This is it!

                                            >And slaps you

                                            >You squeak and nurse your cheek

                                            >"Are you ok? You were having a seizure."

                                            >Look up at him sadly

                                            >He gets back in his chair

                                            >"Look, if you want to speak, use this."

                                            >He gives you a pencil and parchment

                                            >You hastily scribble down your thoughts and show him, smiling.

                                            >He takes the paper from you and reads it

                                            >"Sea witch stole my voice. please love me."

                                            >He stares at you

                                            >Then starts laughing

                                            >"Oh that's rich"

                                            >You scowl at him

                                            >You're getting nowhere like this.

                                            >You'll just have to show him what you can do in bed

                                            >Yes. This is clearly the best solution to the current situation

                                            >You jump at Anon and start licking his face

                                            >He flails around and falls off his chair

                                            >"AH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING, YA CRAZY MARE?"

                                            >You press the attack, dry humping his chest while you ram your tongue down his throat

                                            >Anon pushes you away, wiping his mouth with a look of disgust

                                            >He snarls at you

                                            >You back away in fear

                                            >He picks you up by your tail and hurls you from the lifeguard tower

                                            >You soar across the beach and land in the shallow waters

                                            >You pull your head out of the sand and shake it

                                            >Groan

                                            >Look around

                                            >See the lifeguard tower, complete with Anon shaking his fist angrily in your direction

                                            >Oh the things he could do with that fist-

                                            >Focus, Fluttershy. You have a mission

                                            >Get in that monkey boy's pants.

                                            >You start trotting towards the guard tower

                                            >Before you reach it, a flash of green fire creates a scroll next to Anon

                                            >You cock your head in puzzlement

                                            >He pops the seal and reads it

                                            >His eyes widen

                                            >"Oh shit!"

                                            >He jumps from the tower and runs further inland

                                            >No! You need to rut him!

                                            >You rush after him, panic filling you

                                            >Anon carries on running further away from the sea

                                            >You ignore the new sights and sounds, focusing solely on Anon

                                            >Trees and grass replace the sand and sea, and Anon continues to run

                                            >You gasp for air but keep up the chase

                                            >Anon then stops in a clearing looking around frantically

                                            >He pulls out the scroll he read before and reads it again

                                            >"But... Where is-"

                                            >A black pony strolls through the bushes surrounding the clearing

                                            >It's covered in holes

                                            >"Hello, Anon."

                                            >And it's speaking in your voice

                                            >Oh no!

                                            >It's Chris!

                                            >She's going to use your voice to seduce Anon and then marry him so that she doesn't have to live as a monster under the sea and forcing you to go back to where you came from and live out the rest of your days with Randal!

                                            >And Anon will be none the wiser-

                                            >"HOLY SHIT A CHANGELING!"

                                            >Chris looks taken aback

                                            >"W-what?"

                                            >Anon leaps forwards and kicks Chris in the face

                                            >Dragging her back before she can crawl away, Anon beats the ever loving shit out of her.

                                            >You watch in horror as Chris screams in pain while Anon turns her into fish fingers.

                                            >Eventually Chris stops twitching

                                            >Anon stands up, panting, and with hands covered in blood

                                            >You can't quite grasp what just happened

                                            >And neither can the director

                                            >"Alright, CUT!"

                                            >Anon looks confused

                                            >You sigh and walk off set

                                            >The director runs up to Anon

                                            >"Anon, for FUCKS sake. The story is, Chrysalis seduces you with Fluttershy's voice, AND THEN YOU FALL IN LOVE WITH HER. NOT KILL HER."

                                            >Anon shuffles nervously

                                            >"S-sorry, boss. But Changelings scare me"

                                            >The director slaps him, causing Anon to whimper

                                            >"You're damn lucky Changelings can regenerate."

                                            >Chris gets up, the various cuts and and bruises all over her mending themselves

                                            >He walks up to Anon

                                            >"Fucking hell, Anon. Can't you do anything right?"

                                            >He storms off in search of coffee

                                            >You sit on your chair and sip some mocha, watching Anon blurt out excuses and get all hot under the collar while the director screams at him

                                            >You drain your cup and throw it to one side, glowering at your human co-worker

                                            Fucking Anon.


                                            The End