A Shy Girl's Ambition! A Bacon Girl's Nightmare?
Fluttershy sat at her desk, tapping her stylus against her tablet with one hand while resting her chin on the palm of the other. It was a warm late summer afternoon, and early enough in the school year that lectures were short and teachers weren't yet assigning much homework. What had been an unusually hot, humid summer in Canterlot showed little sign of letting up, and the school's ancient, perpetually failing air conditioning could only do so much.
She looked down at herself, at the faint sheen of sweat that was trying to glue her loose white shirt to her chest, and frowned. *Maybe I should start wearing a bra...*
Trying to distract herself from the heat and the boredom, Fluttershy let her eyes roam around the room. The teacher was at her desk, doing something on her laptop—probably working on lesson plans. Around her, her classmates were texting or reading or horsing around on their phones, all while trying to make as little noise as possible. After all, the teacher didn't really care what they did as long as they did it quietly.
Her eyes roamed over the selection of boys in the classroom. There was Skunk Rock, the bass player and keyboardist, with his pitiful little attempt at a mustache. There was one of the dramas whose name she couldn't remember. Over there was the nerd with the bowl cut and the pocket protector. The punk with the red mohawk was in the back. And so forth, and so on...all told, about ten boys in the class.
As she glanced at each, she made a series of mental notes, weighing pros and cons, speculating about...certain things, and ultimately dismissing each boy in turn before focusing on the next.
By the time the bell rang, a thoroughly dissatisfied Fluttershy had decided she would never have sex with any of the boys in her history class. With a sigh, she got up, tugged down on her shirt while being mindful of sideboob, gathered up her backpack and her tablet, and trudged off to her last class of the day.
Hi! I'm Fluttershy's libido and naughty thoughts! You can just call me Sluttershy. Sorry, I'm just butting in for a minute to explain a few things about Fluttershy.
You see, all her life, Fluttershy's been...well...scared of her own shadow. She only speaks her mind around her friends, she never really speaks up unless she's REALLY mad, and boys? OMG, don't even get me started! The day Fluttershy asks a boy out or goes out with a boy is the day we all grow rabbit ears out of our butts and use them to fly to the moon!
But the thing is, ever since she was a cute little loli-type girl, Fluttershy's been hoarding porn like you wouldn't believe. She probably knows every single way two people can do it! Or three. Or four. Maybe as many as six or seven!
For the past year or so, Fluttershy's had one thing on her mind that wasn't bunny rabbits or veggie burgers or her friends, and that's getting a guy to stick his jimmy in her P-hole. Yep, Fluttershy of all people has a bad case of cock want. Of course, she's also got that whole shyness thing and she's way too embarrassed to even TALK to a boy, let alone ask one to pop her cherry, so that's not happening anytime soon...
"Good grief, Fluttershy, start wearing a bra!" Sunset Shimmer hissed as Fluttershy sat down next to her in last period English. "Or at least stop wearing white shirts on humid days!"
"Eep!" Fluttershy squeaked, ducking low and putting her backpack on her desk to cover her chest.
Oooh, wardrobe malfunction! Come and get it, boys! Got miiiiiiiilk?
"Better not let Vice-Principal Luna catch you walking around with your nipples showing through your top like that, she'll go ballistic," Sunset whispered.
"Y-yeah," Fluttershy said nervously.
"Seriously, what's with you lately? You've been acting strange since...well, since May, really."
Keep your nose out of other peoples' pussies, bacon girl!
Fluttershy let a wisp of cherry blossom hair drift over her eyes. "I...can we talk about it later? N-not here at school?"
Sunset gave her a long, worried stare, but shrugged. "Sure."
For the rest of the afternoon, Fluttershy tried to surreptitiously dry her shirt out enough to be street-legal without drawing attention to herself.
Come on, boys! You need to be watching this! Prime stuff over here!
After school, Fluttershy joined the rest of her friends, who planned to go to Sugar Cube Corner to unwind and gossip. Upon seeing the state of her attire, Rarity frowned and dug a lightweight sweater out of her backpack, all but forcing it on Fluttershy. "Really, darling, you need to be more...mindful," Rarity clucked. "Wouldn't want to give the boys the wrong idea!"
LIKE HELL!
Once the girls all had their drinks and after-school snacks, they took over their usual booth, spreading out for an afternoon of friendship and fun.
They were far from the only students from CHS with the same idea. The little coffee shop was positively packed with teens. As she sipped her half-caf double-mocha frappalatte with whipped cream, Fluttershy studied the other customers—specifically, the male half.
Meh. There's nothing really spicy about THIS sausage party. What is it with CHS and all the guys being rejects, anyway? Just boring dude after boring dude after boring dude...
A chord rang out from Flash Sentry's guitar. Fluttershy turned her attention to him, watching his fingers deftly slide up and down the frets as he picked out tentative chords, then picked up a notepad and began making notes, scratching the side of his head with his pencil.
Okay, let's see what we've got to work with here! Hmm...he's not much to look at...probably has a puny pecker. On the other hand, he's nice, he's a little bit of a dork, we're already friends with him...oh! Then there's the fact that he used to date Sunset Shimmer back when she was still a total cunt. Doing her ex would be nice, non-friendship-breaking petty revenge for all the times she was such a bitch to us...
Hmm, but there's also that massive crush he has on Twilight. But let's be honest, that's never going anywhere. I mean, she's a princess! She's from a whole other dimension! And SHE'S A HORSE! ...come to think of it, Sunset Shimmer's also a horse...
Wow. That's a little creepy.
Heh...there's no possible way Flash Sentry could ever satisfy either of them. I mean, they're horses, right? So they're probably used to like, super-huge horse cock... Okay! Let's go for it!
"...shy? Fluttershy, you okay, sugarcube?"
Fluttershy jerked her attention back to her friends, who were all staring at her curiously. Well, mostly. Rainbow Dash was smirking, and Sunset's mouth was set in a thin, suspicious frown. "Oh. Umm...sorry? I...I guess I just spaced out a little..."
"Boy I'll say," Rainbow said. "You're drooling, you know that?"
"Eep!"
Pinkie handed Fluttershy a napkin. Her brows drew down as a slow, sneaky smirk lit up her face. "Now what could possibly make you start drooling when you're looking at Flash Sentry, hmm?"
The other girls raised eyebrows.
"Ah! N-nothing!" Fluttershy said, wiping her mouth hastily. "I was just...daydreaming, and sometimes when I daydream I, umm...drool a little..." She ducked her head. "When it's humid and hot and, umm...when I daydream..." She shrank lower in her seat, busying herself with her drink.
"Mmm-hmmmmm," Rarity hummed, rolling her eyes and smirking. "Well, as I was saying, did you see that absolutely ghastly frock Miss Cheerilee was—"
Fluttershy drowned out Rarity's inane babble, her mind working feverishly.
Assuming she could even work up the nerve to ask Flash Sentry out, assuming she could actually put the moves on him...would he go for it? Would he go for her?
Could she get what she wanted out of him? Or was he still too hung up on Twilight?
An hour later, when the girls left Sugar Cube Corner, Sunset Shimmer hung back and pulled Fluttershy aside. "Okay Fluttershy, out with it," she said. "What's going on with you?"
Fluttershy took a deep, shuddering breath. "I...I don't know if I want to talk about it..."
Are you KIDDING ME? If ANYBODY knows how to get guitar-boy's dick up, it's the Baconator! You can USE this! Don't puss out! Grow a pair!
Fluttershy closed her eyes and forced her heart to stop racing. "Maybe...we can talk about it at your place?"
Sunset shrugged. "Alright."
* * * * *
At Sunset Shimmer's apartment, Fluttershy sat on the couch, Rarity's borrowed sweater lying next to her. The air conditioning was cool and delicious and raised goosebumps on Fluttershy's bare arms.
Sunset sat down across from her and kicked her feet up on the coffee table, crossing her arms. "Okay, so what's been going on with you lately?"
Fluttershy took a deep breath. "Umm...please don't tell anybody else, okay?"
Sunset nodded. "Alright."
Fluttershy closed her eyes and sighed. "I wanna have sex," she blurted in a rush.
Sunset's eyed widened. Her cheeks flushed. "Oh. Wow. Umm...wow," she said. "I mean, okay, that kind of thing is normal where I come from since mares outnumber stallions two to one, and I'm super flattered, but—"
"Eep! I didn't mean with you!" Fluttershy said, her own face flushing.
"Oh," Sunset said, blinking. She let out a relieved sigh. "Phew." She laughed shakily. "Sorry, I—"
"N-no, it's alright," Fluttershy said, ducking her head. "I...what I meant was, I..." She swallowed heavily, fanning herself with her shirt. "I want...to lose my virginity before I graduate."
"Huh," Sunset said, tilting her head. "I...would not have expected that from you. Ever. I mean it, you're seriously the last girl I'd expect to hear that from."
Fluttershy played with her hair and laughed sheepishly. "I know, right?"
Sunset frowned. "Well, if...y'know...you're sure about that, I mean, it shouldn't be too hard. You're one of the prettiest girls at school—"
"And I can't even talk to a boy without getting all nervous and embarrassed," Fluttershy said. "How am I supposed to get fucked if I can't even say hi to a boy?"
Sunset's eyes bugged out. "And that's really something I never expected to hear from you."
"Well, that's what I want!" Fluttershy suddenly declared in a loud, almost hostile voice. "I want a moderately attractive, reasonably decent boy to fuck me!" She threw her arms up. "Is that so wrong?"
"...maybe?" Sunset pressed herself against the back of her seat, her face the very portrait of unease and discomfort. "You're...kinda freaking me out here, Fluttershy..."
"Oh...sorry," Fluttershy said, sagging forward. "I just..." She sighed. "This is really important to me."
"Apparently." Sunset frowned. "So, when you were staring at Flash before..." Her eyes widened. "No freaking way."
Fluttershy started playing with her hair again. "Why not? I mean, sure, he's kind of a dork, but I could do worse, right?"
"You...seriously want to have sex with Flash Sentry?"
Are you kidding? She's like the gay rooster: Any cock'll do!
"And what if I do?" Fluttershy asked defiantly, crossing her arms.
Sunset held her hands up placatingly. "Nothing!" she said. "I mean, I'm just...this is all a lot to take in."
I hope HE'S a lot to take in!
"So what's the inside story?" Fluttershy asked, leaning forward. "Is it big? Is it small? What?"
Sunset made a funny noise. "How the hell should I know?"
"Oh, like you never fucked him."
"PLEASE stop saying that word! I can't take hearing that word from you of all people!" Sunset ranted, standing up. "And for your information, I never even went to second base with Flash! Hell, he had to slide to get to first!"
"Oh," Fluttershy said quietly, blinking. She picked at her shirt. "So, umm...what do you think will do the trick?" She stood up and whipped off her shirt, letting her breasts bounce free. "I mean, do you think I can rope him in with these, or will it take more?"
"GAH!" Sunset threw a throw pillow at Fluttershy. "WHAT'S WITH THE PEEP SHOW?!"
"I'm just asking!"
"And I don't KNOW!" Sunset cried, throwing her hands up as Fluttershy put her shirt back on. "Honestly, I never thought about it because I never needed to." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "I do know that if you go around doing stuff like that, you're gonna scare him off."
"Oh," Fluttershy said. "So I guess luring him to some deserted part of the school and sucking his dick won't work either."
"I can't believe this," Sunset said, shaking her head. "This is...I'd expect something like this from Pinkie, maybe. What is wrong with you?"
"I'm horny!" Fluttershy whined. "I'm tired of getting myself off like I've been doing for years! I've worn my favorite dildo down to a nub! I need the real thing!"
Sunset's jaw dropped, and all the color drained from her face. "Who are you and what have you done with Fluttershy?" she asked.
"I AM Fluttershy! It's just..." Fluttershy sat down and worried at the hem of her skirt. "I...keep this side of me...hidden. Really, really hidden."
"No kidding," Sunset said, patting her chest and taking a deep, calming breath. "I guess it really is always the quiet ones..." She sighed. "Okay. So...you want to do it with Flash. I...guess...that's not the dumbest thing you could do. I mean, I don't think you'll get, y'know, a reputation if you have sex with him." She frowned. "But just going up to him and asking him to make love to you isn't going to work. You'll have to start slow."
"You mean like dating slow? Holding hands slow?"
"Yeah."
Fluttershy sighed. "Well, I guess I can try that."
Better look up driving directions to Make-Out Point!
"And Fluttershy?"
"Yes?"
"Seriously, wear a bra."
Fluttershy sighed. "Fine..."