The role of the Gaastheer... · 5:46am Nov 13th, 2015
In a reality where Flitter sprained her wing, a different route must be taken to bring the Breezies home.
"Mees Fluttershy, noo that yuu've signed th' agreement, you are honor-bound tuu follow our directions. Ah knuu you're only theenkin' the best for us, but we Breezies knoo what werks. An' it's nuu set of animal cages."
The faries gathered behind him buzzed their agreement. The pegasus, at something of a loss, opened her hands to them. "Well... okay then. If not pet carriers, then what? What do you need me to do?"
He took a breath, before speaking. "Th' first thing we be needin' ye to do, Fluttershy... is strip."
Silence reigned for a few seconds. At length, she finally found the nerve to speak. "I-I'm sorry, I... I must have heard you wrong. You didn't actually just... ask me to strip, did you?"
"Aye." the blue one replied, arms crossed. "We be needin' yuu t' strip."
Her eyes widened as her cheeks flushed red. "Y-You... y-you can't be expecting me to make the trip /naked/, are you?"
"What? Nuu nuu nuu, yuu'll need yer clothes fer /that,/ we knoo. No, we just need yuu to strip, right here, right noo."
The throng of breezies were of one mind on this, their heads nodding, staring at her expectantly. Startled, she took a half-step back. "B-but... I-I don't understand. H-how can this /possibly/ help you get back home?!"
Seabreeze groaned, and shook his head. "Jus' lyke a beegjob. Fluttershy, leesten." He hovered forward again and alighted upon her shelf of a bosom, looking her in the eye. "Yuu promised tuu keep us safe. Thees, ees the best way of keepin' th' Breezies safe. Eet's part an' parcel o' bein' the Gaastheer!"
"Y-you keep using that word..." Fluttershy replied, becoming acutely aware of the swarm of breezies now gathering around her feet, some hovering closer, many too close for comfort. "I-In Equestrian, it means 'Host'... haven't I been playing the host for you in my house? What exactly do you /mean/?"
"The 'Host', as you say..." he began, taking to his wings again, getting minute-nose-to-regular-nose with her. "... is th' one who has devoted their body tuu keepin' a flock of Breezies safe within theer own being, teel the day they return them back to theer homelands. Long ago, Breezies found out, that th' best way of being protected by a beegjob, was to make themselves as if the beegjob had to protect theer very own body..."
A very minute picture had begun to form in the yellow mare's head. Her eyes shrunk, as she began feeting the gentle grasping of tiny hands upon her hooves, a few Breezies proceeding to climb up her legs, while a dozen more hovered behind Seabreeze, their eyes fixiated... upon her immense bust.
"You said it yoorself, Fluttershy. That yuu would geeve yoor very body, to helpin' th' Breezies make their way home. That ees exactly what wee're askin' of yuu now. The safest way to carry us back home, as the tradition of the Host dictates, is for you to carry all of us, /within your body./ Inside /YOU!/"
Poor 'Shy, her whole body must have turned a shade of red so intense it can't be perceived by normal eyes
A new story you're going to pursue, I presume?
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That's the idea. Ah'm workin' on it off and on, and ah know how ah want it to end. It's just connecting all th' pieces together that's gonna take time.