[FLUTTERRAPE] Fluttershy Christmas


                                            Originally uploaded to Pastebin: December 24th, 2013

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                                            Christmas time again. Hard to believe I've been here a year.


                                            I'd like to take just a moment to gush. Can't do it on 4chan because gushing on 4chan is for -FAGGOTS-.


                                            So a year of writing horsefiction has exposed me to a lot of things.


                                            I've met a lot of friends, forged myself an meagre reputation and helped others find their way in the world of horsefiction.

                                            But most of all I entertained you all. And I'm so thankful that you were all with me every step of the way, through my good stories and my bad stories (Fuck that Trixie one. Among others.). I'm glad that you all faithfully read my stuff.


                                            28,000 pastebin views in a year isn't bad at all. Who knows, next year I might manage to break 28,001.


                                            What? That's already happened?


                                            FUCK.


                                            Once again, thank you to everyone. The lurkers, the vocal posters, the circlejerk friendos, the people that criticised me. I love each and every one of you and am forever grateful that you gave me the opportunity to keep writing for you. It's a small community, but it's got heart.

                                            See you all in the new year


                                            - Nebulus


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                                            http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2unse6chkMU


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                                            Sit down and relax.

                                            And let me tell,

                                            A story of warmth and passion most swell.

                                            So grab a seat and a drink,

                                            I implore you, comply!

                                            As I tell you a tale of dear Fluttershy.


                                            Hearth's Warming Eve was about once again.

                                            A time of joy throughout every domain!

                                            We join our Fluttershy, a pony so frail,

                                            The mere thought of the spotlight would make her go pale.


                                            "Oh goodness, oh gracious, oh poor old me!"

                                            "There's only one gift I want under -my- tree!"

                                            Dear Flutters was smitten, her heart filled with love,

                                            For the one she called Anon, her angel above.


                                            "I must have him, I must! I can't do without!"

                                            "When I think about him, I feel I must shout!"

                                            "A plan is needed. Something romantic and tame!"

                                            "Perhaps a present! Or would that be lame?"


                                            "I know, I'll ask Twilight! She'll know what's best!"

                                            "...Then again, she's busy, and won't heed my behest..."

                                            Of all the ponies she thought of and pondered,

                                            It was Rarity whom into her mind wandered.


                                            "I'll ask her! She'll know! Oooh it can't possibly fail!"

                                            "I'll ask Rarity for advice on my darling young male!"

                                            Out of the house and into the street,

                                            Fluttershy flew through rain and through sleet.


                                            T'wards the Boutique our heroine went,

                                            Her mind a blur and her feelings a'pent.

                                            The door she entered, shivering and cold,

                                            But she can't be weak, she must become bold!


                                            "Darling!" said Rare, her eyes wide with shock.

                                            "Why on earth are you out there running amok?!"

                                            "It's cold on this day! You must be freezing!"

                                            "Come and warm up before you start sneezing!"


                                            Of her plight Flutters told, her earnest friend smiling,

                                            And with a proud smirk, she suggested beguiling.

                                            "It's simple, my dear. Trust me, I know!"

                                            "To win over a stallion, you give him a show!"


                                            "Enter his home and show him your stuff."

                                            "With luck you might get him licking your muff!"

                                            Fluttershy blushed, her nethers a'quiver.

                                            Such thoughts of Anon did cause her to shiver.


                                            "Worry not, my darling. My dear. My friend."

                                            "I shall see this through to the end."

                                            Rare did boast of her pick-up potential.

                                            Such advice Fluttershy deemed as essential.


                                            Armed with knowledge and filled with good booze.

                                            Fluttershy set off to abolish her blues.

                                            Anon would be hers, of that she was certain.

                                            And nothing would stop her, not even that... curtain?


                                            >Thud


                                            Covered in fabric, her friend's head a'shakin'.

                                            "Fluttershy, darling. You must be mistaken."

                                            "You cannot seduce while drunk off your flanks."

                                            "Stay here and rest, I won't hear your thanks."


                                            The next morning Fluttershy awoke with a start.

                                            She was in bed with her friend, and she took it to heart.

                                            "Oh no! I didn't! Not with my friend!"

                                            "Relax, Fluttershy. I did not fondle your end."


                                            Once full of good food, Flutters left full of cheer.

                                            Rarity just smiled, and watched her sweet rear.

                                            Last night was a blur, but Rarity knew,

                                            "I'll miss you my friend, it was nice 'having you'."


                                            Onwards to Anon's did Fluttershy trek,

                                            Her mane, her breath, everything she did check.

                                            "It's got to be perfect, it's got to be grand!"

                                            "If Anon's hot dick is what I'm going to land."


                                            His house in full view, Fluttershy halted.

                                            An open window delivered music exalted.

                                            Anon was singing, in the shower to boot.

                                            So in through the front door did Fluttershy shoot.


                                            Once inside, she trembled with fear.

                                            Her final victory was drawing near!

                                            With a "yay" and a flutter, she ascended the stairs.

                                            She truly was the most lucky of mares.


                                            Pushing open the door, she was hit with steam.

                                            The sight of Anon made our heroine beam.

                                            His naked body was in full view to her.

                                            And he would accept her, of this she was sure!


                                            "All I want for christmas is you!"


                                            Was the line Anon sang,

                                            Though Fluttershy mistook that he wanted to bang.

                                            Into the shower our hero did leap.

                                            On the floor both ended up in a heap.


                                            "GOD DAMN, WHAT THE FUCK?!" Anon did scream.

                                            Flutters, in a panic, then fled from the scene.

                                            Anon gave chase, down the stairs he pursued.

                                            Him still being naked was really quite lewd.


                                            Fluttershy hid right under a table.

                                            Trying to stay hidden as best she was able.

                                            She knew she had failed, her plan was in ruin.

                                            "I know you're in here, now what are you doin'?"


                                            Anon did search, he searched high and searched low.

                                            But our yellow hero refused to show.

                                            "Come out, I won't bite! I just walk to talk!"

                                            At his proposal Flutters did balk.


                                            She was content to stay where she lay.

                                            She would do it hours, perhaps all day!

                                            But Anon cleaned not, and dust was about.

                                            And her sneeze might as well be a shout.


                                            "There you are, you damnable horse."

                                            "I hope you know I shall remove you with force!"

                                            Grabbing Fluttershy, her body a quiver.

                                            Anon's promise he would surely deliver.


                                            Until an idea most pure did enter her mind.

                                            Surely with this she could save her behind!

                                            Is Hearths Warming not a time full of pleasure?

                                            A time to cuddle with those that you treasure?


                                            A smile on her face, a glare upon his.

                                            She sealed her fate with a lightning fast kiss.

                                            Anon was stunned, shocked and perturbed.

                                            Such brash actions had him disturbed.


                                            "The hell was that?" The human exclaimed.

                                            So Flutters, still giddy, told him - unashamed.

                                            "I love you Anonymous! I have not a doubt!"

                                            "I think about you day in and day out!"


                                            "I yearn for your touch, or even a cuddle!"

                                            "But each time I try I only befuddle!"

                                            "This year I am lonely, I will not deny."

                                            "So please could I be your own Fluttershy?"


                                            Anon did stare, his mind it was racing.

                                            How should he handle the thing he was facing?

                                            It was true, he was lonely, perhaps even sad.

                                            But of Fluttershy's antics he was not glad.


                                            "You broke into my house, and then you did peep!"

                                            "Such actions are scary, I'll no doubt lose sleep!"

                                            "You constantly try to win my affection"

                                            "Why can't you just be content with rejection?"


                                            But the season was cold, his hardships many.

                                            It would be nice to spend a day merry.

                                            He looked at the pony, her smile still broad.

                                            Such happiness cannot come from a fraud.


                                            Perhaps she did love, a most queer thing.

                                            He had not given thought to romance's sting.

                                            A companion is needed for the dark winter days.

                                            The prospect of passion set his soul ablaze.


                                            Grabbing the pony, who let out a squeak.

                                            He gave her the thing she had thought of all week.

                                            Pressing his lips against hers with haste.

                                            They engaged in acts most vile and debased.


                                            The floor, the table, the bedroom for sure.

                                            He made love to that pony of nature demure.

                                            She howled and squealed and moaned aplenty.

                                            Until Anon's tank was surely empty.


                                            By the fire they rested, sore and spent.

                                            Though in their own arms they were most content.

                                            So if you are lonely and want to get by.

                                            Settle for fucking dear Fluttershy.


                                            Merry Christmas~