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Bird Pone Thread: Peep & Anon (Discontinued)

By Bluebirdd065
Created: 2024-03-17 23:14:58
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anonocslice of lifeshortunfinished

  1. 1.
    >"Would you like to see the bird pony migration with me?"
  2. 2.
    >No, no you wouldn't.
  3. 3.
    "Sure."
  4. 4.
    >But of course you're too much of a doormat yourself to say that to her.
  5. 5.
    >She brightens up.
  6. 6.
    >"Wonderful! I'll get everything ready! Oh, this is so exciting!"
  7. 7.
    >You smile and nod.
  8. 8.
    >You were pretty damn sure it wouldn't be.
  9. 9.
    >Fluttershy squeaks and runs upstairs, leaving you alone in the first floor of her home.
  10. 10.
    >And here you thought you were just going to have a casual breakfast today.
  11. 11.
    >And though Fluttershy was pretty cool, you usually just came for the free food.
  12. 12.
    >Even though Celestia sent your ass to Twilight to be "preserved," to her, it didn't necessarily mean regular meals.
  13. 13.
    >Even though it fucking should.
  14. 14.
    >You sigh and walk over to the couch.
  15. 15.
    >Angel instinctively starts trying to kick your shit.
  16. 16.
    >You grab him and put him on the highest birdhouse you see, then resume lounging.
  17. 17.
    >He freaks out and starts squeaking.
  18. 18.
    >You bust out that Walkman and plug your shit in.
  19. 19.
    >You never really used the shit, but after Twilight blew up your fucking phone and laptop, it was the only thing you had to ignore ponies with.
  20. 20.
    >It was also now the only thing you had from Earth.
  21. 21.
    >You raise the volume and stare blankly at Angel flailing around everywhere, focused more on your memories of home.
  22. 22.
    >You close your eyes and relax.
  23. 23.
    >
  24. 24.
    >"I'm ready!"
  25. 25.
    "..."
  26. 26.
    >"Anon, I'm ready!"
  27. 27.
    "..."
  28. 28.
    >"Anon, a-are you alright?"
  29. 29.
    "..."
  30. 30.
    >"A-Angel, what's wrong with Anon?! And why are you up there?!"
  31. 31.
    >She flocks to your side.
  32. 32.
    >"Anon! Are you breathing- I don't think he's breathing!! ANON!"
  33. 33.
    >She shakes you.
  34. 34.
    >You lazily open your eyes and yawn, then turn everything off.
  35. 35.
    "Jeez, how long was I out? So, you ready, then?"
  36. 36.
    >She looks confused and frightened.
  37. 37.
    >Her eyes are all watery.
  38. 38.
    "Uuh, something wrong?"
  39. 39.
     
  40. 40.
    >
  41. 41.
    >Well, here you are.
  42. 42.
    >Bird pony migration.
  43. 43.
    >Still no idea what the fuck a bird pony is, but Fluttershy talked about how amazing they were on the walk over here.
  44. 44.
    >She set down a picnic blanket on top of a hill and put her binoculars on.
  45. 45.
    >"It should be any second now! We came just in time!"
  46. 46.
    "I didn't come anywhere, what are you talking about?"
  47. 47.
    >She ignores you, either out of excitement, or because she had no idea what you just said.
  48. 48.
    >She continues staring.
  49. 49.
    >"Oh my gosh, there they are! I was right!"
  50. 50.
    >You stare at the area she was pointing at.
  51. 51.
    >You see a Pegasus fly out.
  52. 52.
    >Then another.
  53. 53.
    >Then a bunch.
  54. 54.
    >Was this some sort of fucking joke or something?
  55. 55.
    >And if those Pegasi were migrating, why the hell wasn't she?
  56. 56.
    >Hell, you didn't even KNOW Pegasi migrated.
  57. 57.
    "Is Twilight migrating, too? You know, being half and half?"
  58. 58.
    >Fluttershy turns from her binoculars and looks at you like you're a fucking retard.
  59. 59.
    >"Twilight's not a bird pony!"
  60. 60.
    "What about Rainbow?"
  61. 61.
    >[Pitiful horse noises intensify]
  62. 62.
    >"Rainbow's not one, either, Anon."
  63. 63.
    "What do you mean she's not? She's a Pegasus, and those are Pegasi! And why aren't YOU migrating if this is a thing?"
  64. 64.
    >"...Those aren't Pegasi, Anon."
  65. 65.
    >You stare at them for a moment.
  66. 66.
    >Those were fucking Pegasi.
  67. 67.
    "Yes they ARE! Fucking LOOK at them!"
  68. 68.
    >She flinches, then develops a stern look.
  69. 69.
    >"Don't be so loud! You'll scare them!"
  70. 70.
    "BUT THEY'RE JUST FUCKING PEGASI-"
  71. 71.
    >"SHH! Watch."
  72. 72.
    >You cross your arms and huff, watching Fluttershy fish around her bag.
  73. 73.
    >You swear, this was worse than trying to fucking prove that human technology wasn't a lie to Twilight.
  74. 74.
    >In fact, that's how you lost laptop and phone.
  75. 75.
    >...Purple bitch.
  76. 76.
    >Flutterbutter pulls out a small container and empties its contents a little ways in front of you both.
  77. 77.
    >Breadcrumbs?
  78. 78.
    >What the fuck kind of Pegasi would come down for a fucking-
  79. 79.
    >Three of them drop down and start eating the crumbs.
  80. 80.
    >Fluttershy stifles a cheer and busts out her camera.
  81. 81.
     
  82. 82.
    >One Pegasus was black, with a red mane and a white pattern on her head and wings.
  83. 83.
    >Another was a light blue, with white and orange on her bottom half, and an even lighter blue mane.
  84. 84.
    >The third had a dark blue mane with a few black and white areas, and a coat similar to Rainbow's.
  85. 85.
    >They practically destroy the crumbs and fly off.
  86. 86.
    >Fluttershy gasps and watches them in awe, before turning to a grey Pegasus getting ready to land next to us.
  87. 87.
    >"Oh my gosh, here comes another one!"
  88. 88.
    >She puts a slice of bread in your hand.
  89. 89.
    >"Feed her!"
  90. 90.
    >The grey Pegasus lands.
  91. 91.
    >She looks around at the grass for crumbs.
  92. 92.
    >Then she turns to you.
  93. 93.
    >Her head tilts to the side.
  94. 94.
    >She stares at the bread in your hand.
  95. 95.
    "You, uh, want it?"
  96. 96.
    >The Pegasus doesn't respond.
  97. 97.
    >You tear the bread in half and hold it out to her.
  98. 98.
    >She slowly walks over to you and takes it.
  99. 99.
    >She throws her head back and swallows it.
  100. 100.
    >...Just like a bird would.
  101. 101.
    >You tear a smaller piece and hold it in your hand.
  102. 102.
    >Meanwhile, Fluttershy spots a colorful Pegasus and turns away from you, snapping away.
  103. 103.
    >The Pegasus gets a bit closer to you, then pecks at the crumb.
  104. 104.
    >...Well, the closest thing to pecking you can get with a muzzle.
  105. 105.
    >She coos.
  106. 106.
    >You pause.
  107. 107.
    >She literally COOed.
  108. 108.
    >Like, PIGEON COO.
  109. 109.
    "The fuck?"
  110. 110.
     
  111. 111.
    >She backs away a bit and watches you.
  112. 112.
    >"Anon! Don't be mean!"
  113. 113.
    >You turn back to her.
  114. 114.
    >You hold out another crumb.
  115. 115.
    >She pecks it.
  116. 116.
    "You are the weirdest Pegasus I've ever met..."
  117. 117.
    >"It's not a Pegasus, Anon!"
  118. 118.
    "-Oh whatever."
  119. 119.
    >Then the pony flies away.
  120. 120.
    "...Well that was fucking weird."
  121. 121.
    >
  122. 122.
    >Finally after taking thousands of goddamn pictures, Fluttershy was ready to leave.
  123. 123.
    >You wrapped the picnic blanket up and started following Fluttershy down the hill.
  124. 124.
    >Luckily, the migration thing was only about an hour.
  125. 125.
    >Not nearly as gay and boring as the butterfly migration, that's for sure.
  126. 126.
    >You take a few steps, then hear a coo.
  127. 127.
    >A pigeon coo.
  128. 128.
    >You slowly turn around.
  129. 129.
    >That bird pony thing is standing there, staring at you.
  130. 130.
    "Uuh..."
  131. 131.
    >You fish into your pocket and throw the bread you had left at her hooves.
  132. 132.
    >She looks down at it and starts eating.
  133. 133.
    >Weird ass thing...
  134. 134.
    >
  135. 135.
    >The walk to Flutter's house was short and uneventful.
  136. 136.
    >Soon, you found yourself lying on her couch again, while she made some tea for you both.
  137. 137.
    >You once again bust out your shitty Walkman and listen to them sick Earth tunes.
  138. 138.
    >Then you feel something staring at you.
  139. 139.
    >You pause for a moment, then turn, expecting to see Angel glaring at you like a bitch.
  140. 140.
    >Instead, it's the bird pony.
  141. 141.
    "HOLY FUCK!!"
  142. 142.
    >You fall off the couch and on your face.
  143. 143.
    >Fluttershy comes running out.
  144. 144.
    >"WHAT? WHAT'S WRONG, ANON?"
  145. 145.
    >You merely point at the window.
  146. 146.
    >She runs over to it and looks at it.
  147. 147.
    >"Umm, what's wrong with it?"
  148. 148.
    >You stand up and turn to the window.
  149. 149.
    >Nothing.
  150. 150.
    >...How the hell?
  151. 151.
     
  152. 152.
    "Th-there, b-but..."
  153. 153.
    >"Are you feeling okay?"
  154. 154.
    "I'm fine! I, I just... I don't know..."
  155. 155.
    >Your eyes linger on the window.
  156. 156.
    >
  157. 157.
    >After tea with Fluttershy, you were finally on your way back home.
  158. 158.
    >Throughout the entire walk, you couldn't shake the feeling of being watched, though.
  159. 159.
    >You tried casually glancing around, as to avoid any comments or panic from the ponies.
  160. 160.
    >The last time you talked about Freddy Krueger, the entire town went apeshit.
  161. 161.
    >You didn't want anything like that again.
  162. 162.
    >Though the attention from all the mares in town was not unwelcome.
  163. 163.
    >You practically sprint into your home when you spot it.
  164. 164.
    >You lock the shit out of it and close all the blinds.
  165. 165.
    >Immediately you walk into your room and lie on your bed.
  166. 166.
    >And, immediately, you hear a tap on your window.
  167. 167.
    >You turn to the side.
  168. 168.
    >It's the pigeon pony.
  169. 169.
    >"...Coo."
  170. 170.
    "-AAAAAHHH!"
  171. 171.
    >You struggle and fall off your bed, wrapped all up in sheets.
  172. 172.
    >You try to crawl into the other room unnoticed.
  173. 173.
    >"Coo!"
  174. 174.
    >Your throat becomes dry.
  175. 175.
    >Your heart starts pounding.
  176. 176.
    >Your breathing is labored.
  177. 177.
    >...Then you realize it's just a bird at your window.
  178. 178.
    >You groan and stand up.
  179. 179.
    >The pony's just sitting.
  180. 180.
    >After glaring at her for a moment, you finally walk up to window and tap on it, trying to scare her.
  181. 181.
    >You knew you wouldn't be able to sleep with her just sitting there.
  182. 182.
    >But she doesn't move.
  183. 183.
    >Instead, her muzzle begins following your hand.
  184. 184.
    >She licks the window.
  185. 185.
    "Ew, don't do that! Stop!"
  186. 186.
    >She coos.
  187. 187.
    >You sigh and open the window up.
  188. 188.
    "Will you just fly away alrea-"
  189. 189.
    >She tears through the screen and lands on your bed.
  190. 190.
     
  191. 191.
    "H-hey! Get off the bed!"
  192. 192.
    >She coos and gets comfortable on your bed.
  193. 193.
    >And by comfortable, you mean she starts making some makeshift nest out of your pillows and blankets.
  194. 194.
    >You can just imagine what she's done outside.
  195. 195.
    "Oh my god, can you at least fucking shower?"
  196. 196.
    >She cocks her head and coos.
  197. 197.
    "No, not 'coo'. SH-OW-ER."
  198. 198.
    >She coos.
  199. 199.
    "Jesus Christ."
  200. 200.
    >You walk up and pick her up.
  201. 201.
    >She doesn't struggle in the slightest.
  202. 202.
    >It's like she's already used to you.
  203. 203.
    >Just as you turn to throw her out of your house, she starts nuzzling your neck.
  204. 204.
    >She coos again.
  205. 205.
    >But it almost sounds... happy.
  206. 206.
    >Damn you and your doormat-y ways, Anon.
  207. 207.
    >You walk instead into your bathroom and place her gently on the ground.
  208. 208.
    >She takes some nearby towels and starts making a nest.
  209. 209.
    "N-no! I just washed those!"
  210. 210.
    >She stops and looks at you.
  211. 211.
    >You gently wiggle your finger before her.
  212. 212.
    "Nooo towel nest. Bad bird thingy."
  213. 213.
    >She makes a small peep.
  214. 214.
    "That's right, no towel nest shit!"
  215. 215.
    >She peeps again.
  216. 216.
    >"Good, peeping pigeon pony...thing."
  217. 217.
    >You start up the tub with some warm water and watch it fill up.
  218. 218.
    >She comes by and rests her front hooves on the rim of it, watching in awe.
  219. 219.
    >You get a pretty good look of her-
  220. 220.
    >-MOVING ON.
  221. 221.
    >But those are DEFINITELY not bird-parts.
  222. 222.
     
  223. 223.
    >When the tub is finally filled fairly well, you shut the valve.
  224. 224.
    >She chirps, then starts pawing at it.
  225. 225.
    "Nope, no more water."
  226. 226.
    >She looks up at you and coos.
  227. 227.
    "Noooo wah-terr."
  228. 228.
    >She peeps.
  229. 229.
    "Okay, now you need to wash yourself in here."
  230. 230.
    >You point at the tub.
  231. 231.
    "You get in, IN the tub."
  232. 232.
    >You do a little diving motion.
  233. 233.
    "Then you wash!"
  234. 234.
    >You dip your hand in the water and splash a little bit.
  235. 235.
    >She peeps, and you slowly lift and place her in the water.
  236. 236.
    >Immediately, she unfurls her wings and starts splashing everywhere.
  237. 237.
    >You forgot how birds cleaned themselves.
  238. 238.
    >And this pony pretty much WAS a bird already.
  239. 239.
    >She dips her head in and ruffles her feathers in the tub.
  240. 240.
    >Water splashes out and hits you in the face.
  241. 241.
    "-ACK! NO! NO, STOP IT!"
  242. 242.
    >She pauses and coos at you.
  243. 243.
    "Don't bathe like that! Not here! Just- ugh, stay still."
  244. 244.
    >She peeps, letting you grab the loofah and body washing stuff for her.
  245. 245.
    >You squirt a good amount onto it, then lather the shit out of it.
  246. 246.
    >She watches you attentively.
  247. 247.
    >Once it's up to your standards, you bring it over to her.
  248. 248.
    "Alrighty, just hold still."
  249. 249.
    >You slowly reach it over to her back and start there.
  250. 250.
    >She flinches, then calms down.
  251. 251.
    >You gently begin rubbing her coat.
  252. 252.
     
  253. 253.
    >She peeps and looks at you while you do.
  254. 254.
    >You start cleaning her chest when you're done.
  255. 255.
    >Her eyes follow the loofah the majority of the time.
  256. 256.
    >You take off your socks and shit and roll up your pant legs before sitting beside the tub.
  257. 257.
    >You finish cleaning her chest, then pick up a front hoof and put it on your lap to scrub it down.
  258. 258.
    >She chirps as you do.
  259. 259.
    >Only a few hours maybe, and this pony was already growing on you.
  260. 260.
    >You finish one hoof and move to the other.
  261. 261.
    >She lifts it up and places it on your lap without you even needing to do anything.
  262. 262.
    "Wow. Quick learner."
  263. 263.
    >Maybe this pony ACTS like a bird, but doesn't have the knowledge of one?
  264. 264.
    >What if it was only a language barrier between you two?
  265. 265.
    >You dwell on the thought as you finish her hooves.
  266. 266.
    >The next step for you would be her wittle pony tummy.
  267. 267.
    >...Did you just fucking say that?
  268. 268.
    >You shake the thought, then pick her up fireman style.
  269. 269.
    >You gently set her in the tub and reach over to scrub her, but she slides down from your grasp.
  270. 270.
    >You move her up again, and the same thing happens.
  271. 271.
    >She's any lower, it'll be a bitch to comfortably scrub her down, and if the water's any lower, there won't be any.
  272. 272.
    >You think for a moment, then pick her up again and set her in your lap.
  273. 273.
    >It gets some water on your pants.
  274. 274.
    >You set her back down and instinctively remove them.
  275. 275.
    >Then you realize that there's a female literally right next to you.
  276. 276.
    >THEN you realize that she probably doesn't even understand there being anything wrong with you having your pants off.
  277. 277.
    >You fold them and get back into the tub, then put the pony in your lap again.
  278. 278.
    >And technically, this pony was a wild animal.
  279. 279.
    >Though, the way she easily let you pick her up and scrub her down said otherwise.
  280. 280.
    >An interesting one, for sure.
  281. 281.
    >You start washing her stomach.
  282. 282.
    >She chirps a lot during.
  283. 283.
    >You keep trying to avert your eyes from her horse parts meanwhile, but it begins to get really difficult.
  284. 284.
    >Then you finish.
  285. 285.
    >And you've only got one more place to clean...
  286. 286.
     
  287. 287.
    >Her hindquarters...
  288. 288.
    >O-oh boy...
  289. 289.
    >You start by gently washing the bottom of her hind legs.
  290. 290.
    >You try not to think about getting kicked in the face.
  291. 291.
    >It's difficult, but soon enough, you finish them both.
  292. 292.
    >You move the loofah over to her rump and slowly start with circles.
  293. 293.
    >She chirps.
  294. 294.
    >It's a bit lower pitched.
  295. 295.
    >Then you slowly move downwards to... there...
  296. 296.
    >She stifles another chirp.
  297. 297.
    >She's still in your lap the whole time.
  298. 298.
    >You think you see her face getting red.
  299. 299.
    >A leg twitches.
  300. 300.
    >You feel yourself pitching a small tent.
  301. 301.
    >You try to will it down, but it's no use.
  302. 302.
    >It's still standing.
  303. 303.
    >You start slowly running circles around the spot.
  304. 304.
    >She slightly grinds into you.
  305. 305.
    >Smart or not, this pony knew what she wanted.
  306. 306.
    >And you were fighting back supplying her with it.
  307. 307.
    >Taking advantage of a wild pony like this...
  308. 308.
    >It wouldn't go down very well with you.
  309. 309.
    >You start brushing up and down.
  310. 310.
    >She chirps.
  311. 311.
    >Her face is definitely red.
  312. 312.
    >You finish with the circles and stop.
  313. 313.
    >She just looks at you with pleading eyes.
  314. 314.
    >Then she actually gets up and sits on you.
  315. 315.
    >She's extremely close to the danger zone.
  316. 316.
    >She clings to your neck and chirps again.
  317. 317.
    >Okay, there was no way she was just 'a wild animal' now.
  318. 318.
    >You reach for your boxers, then stop.
  319. 319.
    >She stares at your hand.
  320. 320.
    >You still shouldn't do this.
  321. 321.
    >You shouldn't.
  322. 322.
    >She looks disappointed.
  323. 323.
    "Maybe when you're actually able to TALK to me, yeah?
  324. 324.
     
  325. 325.
    >You place her back in the tub and grab the shampoo.
  326. 326.
    >You were gonna need a really fucking cold shower after this.
  327. 327.
    >
  328. 328.
    "There ya go, all squeaky clean and dry!"
  329. 329.
    >She chirps, and... smiles?
  330. 330.
    >Sweet Satan, this proves tha-
  331. 331.
    >Well, you've seen dogs look happy before.
  332. 332.
    >But they ARE intelligent.
  333. 333.
    >Just, you know, not human level intelligent.
  334. 334.
    >But you could probably teach her a few things.
  335. 335.
    >You look over at a clock.
  336. 336.
    >Time to fucking SLEEP!
  337. 337.
    >Your favorite time of day.
  338. 338.
    >You throw the towel in your hamper and walk outside the bathroom.
  339. 339.
    >She follows you into your room and hops in her nest.
  340. 340.
    "Hey, I need a blanket too, you know!"
  341. 341.
    >She tilts her head and chirps.
  342. 342.
    >Damn.
  343. 343.
    >You were hoping for some kind of miracle moment where she understood what you said.
  344. 344.
    >You get on your bed and sigh.
  345. 345.
    >She peers out from her nest and peeps.
  346. 346.
    "Goodnight to you too."
  347. 347.
    >She peeps again.
  348. 348.
    "What?"
  349. 349.
    >She pauses, then peeps again.
  350. 350.
    "Yeah, well, goodnight then, I guess, PEEP."
  351. 351.
    >She tilts her head and peeps.
  352. 352.
    >
  353. 353.
    >That was possibly the worst sleep you've ever had in your entire fucking life.
  354. 354.
    >You peel your eyes open and see only grey.
  355. 355.
    >The pony's lying on top of you.
  356. 356.
    >She's breathing on your neck.
  357. 357.
    >And drooling.
  358. 358.
    >You can feel it all over you.
  359. 359.
    "Ew, ew, oh god..."
  360. 360.
    >You can only stay still as you feel her saliva crawling down you.
  361. 361.
    >Then you feel something else.
  362. 362.
    >...Oh god.
  363. 363.
    >She's grinding you.
  364. 364.
    >It's getting all over your pants.
  365. 365.
    "Jesus Christ, I don't remember pigeons being so goddamn horny all the time!"
  366. 366.
    >You try to slowly slip out from under her, but can't.
  367. 367.
    >Not without waking her up, of course.
  368. 368.
    >And the last time you woke a pony up, you got three books to the face.
  369. 369.
    >Though, you DID use an air horn...
  370. 370.
    >She tweets and gasps a little bit.
  371. 371.
    >Your beautiful pants...
  372. 372.
     
  373. 373.
    >You feel Anon Jr. coming in uninvited.
  374. 374.
    >And your pants are unzipped.
  375. 375.
    >You know, it makes midnight pissing much easier.
  376. 376.
    >But you're just glad you don't go commando.
  377. 377.
    >Though, you're REALLY close to being, you know... IN there.
  378. 378.
    >Well, you're actually ALREADY there, but your underwear's the only thing in the way.
  379. 379.
    >It's also a bit tempting to just...
  380. 380.
    >No, no, goddamn it, dick.
  381. 381.
    >You've gone pony-less this long, you can go longer.
  382. 382.
    >...Not the best choice of words.
  383. 383.
    >Then you hear knocking at the door.
  384. 384.
    >She starts lazily waking up.
  385. 385.
    >HERE'S YOUR CHANCE!
  386. 386.
    >You hop out from under her like a pro and zip them pant- actually, you should fucking change!
  387. 387.
    >You leap into the closet and throw on them new pants.
  388. 388.
    >It's good to buy in bulk sometimes.
  389. 389.
    >You come out and see her all red and covering her parts with the sheets.
  390. 390.
    >She peeps a few times, as if telling you somethi-
  391. 391.
    >No, just bird talk.
  392. 392.
    >No way that she's that smart...
  393. 393.
    >-Fuck, right, door!
  394. 394.
    >You leave her peeping and making bird sounds and head for the door.
  395. 395.
    >It's Fluttershy.
  396. 396.
    "Eey, Flutterbutter! What can I do ya for?"
  397. 397.
    >"Would you like to see the rest of the bird pony migration with me?"
  398. 398.
    "Oh, sure, yeah, I'll- wait,'rest'?"
  399. 399.
    >She nods.
  400. 400.
    >"Yesterday was the migrating of all the female bird ponies for a mate! Today, all the full families will take flight!"
  401. 401.
    "Uh... m-mate?"
  402. 402.
    >"Uh huh!"
  403. 403.
    "W-wow, I'm really interested in that! So... can you tell me what the bird ponies usually do when they find a mate?"
  404. 404.
    >"Well, depending on the species they're crossed after, they might do a dance, or nuzzle you, or-"
  405. 405.
    "Nuzzle?"
  406. 406.
    >She nods.
  407. 407.
    "Y-you mean, like-"
  408. 408.
    >You both hear a tweet.
  409. 409.
    >Fluttershy pauses.
  410. 410.
    >"Was... was that-"
  411. 411.
    >She chirps.
  412. 412.
     
  413. 413.
    "...Woooaaah, my stomach is making some WEIRD sounds! I must be REALLY hungry, ah heh heh..."
  414. 414.
    >"...Your stomach makes those noises when you're hungry?"
  415. 415.
    "Pft, yeah, of course!... It's a human thing; you wouldn't get it."
  416. 416.
    >Fluttershy just quizzically stares at you.
  417. 417.
    "Yeeaah, heh, you know us humans, always-"
  418. 418.
    >You hear another peep.
  419. 419.
    >Then the pony in question flies on your shoulders.
  420. 420.
    >She peeps again.
  421. 421.
    >She rests her head on top of yours.
  422. 422.
    "Fuck."
  423. 423.
    >Fluttershy backs away a bit.
  424. 424.
    >"Anon? W-why-"
  425. 425.
    "I don't know, okay? She followed me home yesterday, and I kinda just kept her."
  426. 426.
    >She blinks.
  427. 427.
    >"J-just 'kept' her?"
  428. 428.
    "Well, yeah, I mean, look at this face!"
  429. 429.
    >You grab the pony from your shoulders and hold her under an arm, squeezing her cheeks.
  430. 430.
    "Isn't she just adowable?"
  431. 431.
    >She giggles.
  432. 432.
    >Well, you think she does.
  433. 433.
    >Flutterbutter's just staring at you.
  434. 434.
    >"S-so, you're her MATE?"
  435. 435.
    "Well, I dunno. Sure, she DID nuzzle me or whatever, and may've-"
  436. 436.
    >"Bird ponies usually aren't that comfortable with regular ponies..."
  437. 437.
    "What do you mean, 'comfortable'?"
  438. 438.
    >You pick the pony up and hold her in your arms like a baby.
  439. 439.
    >You rub her tummy with a hand.
  440. 440.
    >You just couldn't resist that shit.
  441. 441.
    >She looks so fluffy.
  442. 442.
    >"Th-that. That's comfortable."
  443. 443.
    >You look at the pony in your arms.
  444. 444.
    "Hmm. Well, maybe she's a LITTLE comfortable with me."
  445. 445.
    >"H-has she tried to... y-you know?"
  446. 446.
    >You stare blankly at Fluttershy for a moment.
  447. 447.
    >Then it clicked.
  448. 448.
    "-OOOh, get in my pants? Yup, yup, plenty of that yesterday."
  449. 449.
    >"A-and you DO k-know it's...THAT season for them, right?"
  450. 450.
    >You continue rubbing with your hand while you think.
  451. 451.
    "Well, shit, now I do. Isn't that the season where all the mares go crazy for dick and shit? Like when you came by my house almost everyday asking for me to-"
  452. 452.
    >"-PLEASE d-don't talk about that..."
  453. 453.
    "-Ey, just saying, I would've, if you weren't so goddamn ki-"
  454. 454.
    >"-I GOTTA GO NOW!-"
  455. 455.
    >She runs away.
  456. 456.
    "...Kinky bitch."
  457. 457.
    >You walk back inside.

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