Long Story Short, My Latest Fic Failed Moderation

But I've mulled over it for a night, wondering 'Well, shit. I wanted to start my return with a series of stories ranging from three-shots to one-shots and now I have to slow my ass down. Boo-fucking-hoo.' Or that how my friend described me, blabbing at her to tell me what I should do.

You see, it was her fault.

We had a conversation on whether or not futa meant boys with breasts or girls with dicks.

And I was like, 'I don't really care. Get out of my face, I'm trying to watch Sound!Euphonium.'

She decided to do a fast one and remind me that I had written a futa fic before. (First off, it wasn't written as Futa TM. It was written as Caramel gets fucked by Applejack with a magical plant dick and how dare you make me have to explain this?) After some egging and bullshit on both sides, I thought about writing a futa fic on purpose.

The first of which was a one-shot (not the one I submitted), Good Girls Say I Love You, which follows the exploits of Futa!Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash growing up in a humanized Cloudsdale. Their entire dynamic growing up was Rainbow Dash doing the thing, Fluttershy talking her out of it and winding up involved as well. I think of it as Bully!Rainbow and Flunky!Shy cause hey, why not.

Of course, there were some kinky stuff with two growing awareness of their bodies as they hit their late teens. And Rainbow Dash growing pissed that Fluttershy was both taller than her and bigger in the breast department.

While Fluttershy struggled with them fooling around meant they were actually in a relationship.

This doesn't get resolved at the end, leaving the story on a half note. My favorite kind of ending: Drama. Drama. Bitches.

But then I had an idea of some boy taking a picture of Fluttershy changing, Rainbow Dash finding out and the two confronting him (originally in the boys locker rooms of their high school). It was hilarious imaging them double-teaming this boy while taking pictures of his dick to blackmail him later. In the very first draft, it was going to be a one-shot with the story focusing on the guy, Morse Code getting napped. I wanted it to seem crazy with the story flipping from the past and the future.

Also I was terribly influenced by a manga I read a few months back. I can't remember the name but it was an ecchi gag comedy about a boy and girl exposing themselves as they were next door neighbors in adjacent balconies. One night, the he caught the girl changing and she caught him staring and later in school, it turned out that she enjoyed being watched and wanted to do it all the time. I thought it was a shame that the story never went the whole way; showing the boy in crazy outfits and in the nude for his totally-not girlfriend.

(I guess that shows where my interests lies.)

Anyways, I changed the story when I noticed that it was messing with my pace. (I took what I learned from Sweating The Spread to heart: HURRY UP TO THE ACTION.) So I fleshed out the mini-scenes into two chapters.

The Frame: Rainbow Dash and Futa!Fluttershy fooling around on her apartment balcony, where it's hinted that they are being watched.

The Image: Morse heading to school and being confronted, then dominated.

I, however, couldn't choose what chapter to put first. The Frame set up Rainbow and Fluttershy's muddy relationship with a kinky futa scene but much of the schadenfreude (for me) came from The Image and gradually learning how both sides saw this conflict. (And I couldn't stop picking at it.) Ultimately, I decided to put The Frame first because I wrote a long futa scene and I figured readers wanted their sex quick.

*coughs* Most common complaint on Sweating The Spread. *coughs*

But the story got failed. It took the breath out of my lungs.

Because I have to go over it, yay me.

Yay.

I'd like to ask if anyone is interested in reading the old draft, letting me know what I could improve on. It's rated M so I can't link to it but pm me and I'll send you the link. It got failed because it didn't seem related to the MLP universe at the time of submission.

Well shit.

I have a feeling that my next draft will miss the point but let's see what happens.