A series of short stories in continuity of another major project "The Guardian". In which Fluttershy is "alicorned". And maybe more...
I decided to expand Fluttertease into a series. So as long as I have decent ideas for the plot and not to clog the site with short stories under separate titles, I'll publish them here.
Part of them will be in continuity of another major project "The Guardian", in which Fluttershy is "alicorned". Some episodes will be taken directly from the book and expanded (as I try to keep the main book T-rating compliant). No major spoilers though Some - will be separate stories based on "The Guardian" storyline in general.
Another part may be completely different. The only aspect which unites them is Fluttershy and my attempts to treat her with love and care. Mostly So if you think that yellow pony is the best pony - welcome! If you don't, yet want to read - welcome as well
“Taxi! Hey,” you try to stand straight on your high heels and giggle at your own sudden clumsiness. Then you remember how you whistled in your childhood while playing with boys on you grandpa’s farm and put two fingers in your mouth.
Ear-splitting whistle fills the almost empty street. It’s late and you perhaps wake up a pony or two, but you don’t care. You need to get to the hotel, and despite the distance is not very long, you don’t feel like walking at the moment. Pinkie closes her ears with the hands and laughs like mad. She is seemingly more tipsy than you and grabs your elbow trying to keep balance. You both make a wide pirouette on the sidewalk to hold on your feet and hooves. Then start giggling even more hugging each other on the shoulders.
The young pair walking along the opposite sidewalk notices you and the mare snickers. Pinkie turns her head, waves and winks. The colt blushes heavily when his mare nudges him with a suspicious face, it’s now your time to have fun.
“You know, hiccup, Pinkamena, you’re drunk,” you try to focus your eyes on your best pony friend.
“Nonsense,” Pinkie tries to make a heroic stance still holding on you nevertheless. “I’m glear like a class… Tarn… He-he, like AJ says, tarnation, hiccup… clear like a glass. Have you seen yourself then?”
“Yeah, sure, like a glass of cocktail,” pin you up your tipsy friend.
A car turns on the headlights in the distance and drives from the edge of the sidewalk towards you both. Finally a long awaited taxi.
*
When you got to Equestria and finally found out there was no return, you managed to fit the new reality fast enough. Perhaps that was the merit of your new friends, you’ve come along with all the girls easily. Naturally it was a shocking experience to both Twilight and you when you got transferred to their realm right in the middle of Twilight’s house, but Twilight was always open for new knowledge, experience and of course friends. So she generously helped you overcome the inevitable consequences of interdimensional travel, got you to the princesses and supported during the whole “adaptation period”.
When it was obvious that neither local mages, nor the princesses themselves could return you back to Earth, Twilight made her best to help you integrate in the life of Ponyville. She presented you to her friends, settled the legal questions with Mayor Mare and even helped you find your own job at the floral shop. You were still to live at Twilight’s place as getting your own was a longer perspective and investment. But she ensured you that you didn’t disturb her a zilch and your company was even beneficial making her emerge from her books more often.
Perhaps the proximity of the floral shop to the Sugarcube Corner made you and Pinkie Pie the closest friends. Or maybe you found similar souls in each other. You had more time and fun together than with other girls. Another pony who visited you often was Fluttershy. It seemed that she became a regular visitor of the floral shop since you started working there. Strange as she had access to almost all flora living at the outskirts of Ponyville and visiting Everfree regularly. Besides she didn’t buy something at every visit, sometimes she just talked to you for pure entertainment. And she joined you both on your lunch breaks when possible in the nearby café.
You even suspected Fluttershy having a thing for you. But you were never into girls at home and weren’t ready to try it right away here.
Generally you felt you had no reason to complain about your new life. Except maybe that Ponyville was a small and quiet town… mostly. And when you had nothing interesting going there, Rainbow Dash didn’t throw some trick, Rarity didn’t get involved in some drama and some fillies didn’t make a fuss or feed somepony with love potion – it was quiet to boring easily. But in those days Pinkamena was your saviour. She always came up with something to sweep the bucking bore away.
Just like this weekend. Twilight was overly busy with some project for Celestia, Applejack was overwhelmed with her barn repairs, Rainbow trained a new trick for Summer Solstice celebration and Rarity left for Canterlot presenting her new collection. You had very limited choices: to sit and read listening how Twilight trotted hither and thither with scrolls, quills and books; to wander around Ponyville or go visit Zecora; to lay all the weekend on the beach at the nearby lake with Pinkie and Flutters, or…
Pinkie planned to visit her distant relatives in Manehattan and she suggested you and Fluttershy to keep her company, perhaps knowing that you would run the walls otherwise.
So you took the train to Manehattan, book a apartment for you three and planned some program for the weekend. It was Pinkie who dragged you to that party. She chatted for half an hour on the phone at the reception, then got upstairs in your apartment with her eyes shining. It was even more than a party, Photo Finish planned some preview show of her new project for a limited audience, so it could be really interesting. Besides one didn’t spoil another and exhibition could be mixed with a fair dose of entertainment and booze. Just what pony and human girls needed sometimes to dispel the boredom.
Fortunately you packed your best new dresses Rarity generously sponsored you with. The dresses were from her latest collection, well, the human versions of those actually, and the only stipulation Rarity made was not to show them to the public at least till the weekend. As those were actually evening dresses, you were fine with that. Your high heels were a unique piece of art on their own, made by Royal Hoofwear maker they were as comfortable as outstandingly looking… well when the owner was perfectly sober at least. You felt that the evening might be promising.
Well, it wasn’t bad definitely. You three were in the center of attention as much as it was possible for the guests without missing the exhibition itself. You because of being generally unusual and helping Pinkie to blast the night, Pinkamena… well, because of being Pinkamena – a star of every party, and Fluttershy had her own fan club because of recent short but bright modeling career. Poor girl didn’t plan to become a guest star, but the circumstances decided otherwise. She was surrounded by the fans right away, even more after Photo Finish greeted her like a close friend and presented to those few who didn’t recognize… the model at once.
Frankly speaking, Fluttershy looked really sumptuously in her latest dress by Rarity and tiara. She seemingly didn’t find much pleasure in all that attention though. You caught her pleading gaze a few times as she preferred your company to the whole crowd. But each time Pinkie managed to drag you away as well as Fluttershy’s fans block her. No wonder that she apologized after a while, told you that her head started aching, refused the escort saying that she can call a taxi and left to hotel to get to bed earlier and recover for tomorrow planned entertainment. You thought that she didn’t look sick though, but… if she said so…
Meanwhile the drive escalated. The cocktails were quite insidious and your with Pinkie jokes became more relaxed. But the stallions didn’t hurry to approach really close. Surely they surrounded you both, but perhaps you should be less bright not to suppress them. Besides you were a human girl, thus unusual enough and unknown how to approach. And Pinkie… in her high cut dress (so her cutie marks almost peeked out) with deep décolleté was simply a killer-mare.
When you both decided that you had enough it was fairly past midnight… and you were fairly drunk.
*
The car stops right in front of you and the driver opens both doors from your side, but stays inside. Huffing about that you walk Pinkie to the car where she decides to take the front seat. It takes her two attempts to aim her hoof over the doorstep. And when she catches and raises her dress hemline to sit you spot that there is apparently no underwear on her.
“Pinkie!” you exclaim with big eyes and gaze showing the direction of your surprise.
“What?!” your BFF shows you her tongue while she settles with comfort. “Just take it, as if I forgot.”
She fastens the belt. Or better say the driver fastens the belt for her after watching how she tries to aim at the lock a few times.
You shake your head, risking to feel dizzy, and place yourself, very carefully, on the back seat, telling the driver your hotel.
The driver nods and you see in the mirror that it is a seemingly very young stallion pegasus in a black suit, gloves and a uniform cap. Big sunglasses cover half of his face, you wonder how he can see anything that way. But when he drives off you notice that he controls the car and the road perfectly and is very careful generally. You spot that he is slender and graceful, almost girly at look. But his upper body is surprisingly massive and you think that the colt must visit the gym or something alike. And… if you were sober enough, perhaps you could notice the very familiar nose and lips, but the shadow from the cap and the booze do their job.
The car runs smoothly and the street lights flow past you making you sleepy. Pinkie seems to cut out already and sleeps leaning on the headrest.
“Great,” you think. “Now I need to practically carry her all the way to the elevator and then to the room.”
You envy Fluttershy slightly. Sweet Celestia, how you want to just drop the heels off, slip out of the dress and the damned strapless bra already and fall in the bed. You hope for Pinkie not to snore that night.
Meanwhile the car reaches your hotel, but approaches it from another side. The driver must stop at the front doors, but instead he directs the car to the service entrance. The car jumps a little on the speed bump, slows even more in front of the opening gate and rolls down the ramp into the underground parking of the hotel.
“What the flying buck?!”
The sleep starts to flee as you try to sit straighter and look around. Yes, that’s definitely the hotel parking. Meanwhile the car finds the vacant spot in the row of others at the far end of dimly lit huge bay and stops there. The engine shuts up.
Before you even have time to get frightened by the situation and try to undertake anything, emerging from your slow boozed state, the car doors lock… and the driver turns to you. With a small squeak you huddle in the corner between the door and the seat while your heels try to help you get further in and your fingers claw the blocked handle. Helplessly you watch the driver quickly getting to the back sit between the front ones.
The familiar scent makes you slow down your escape impulse. Field flowers and honey. But where from?
The driver is already on the back seat right behind your legs. And when you estimate the probable outcome of you simply hitting him with your heel, “he” takes off the cap and the glasses throwing them on his seat. The wave of sumptuous pink hair fills your view and the source of flowers and honey scent becomes obvious as you meet the gaze of big turquoise eyes.
“Flut… Fluttershy,” you mutter hoarsely. “But how?”
“Shhhh…” she puts her delicate finger on your lips. “I didn’t wait that long for talking…”
Meanwhile her another hand strokes your ankle, shin and slowly slides higher. Colour red crawls up your cheeks while you think that this girl always tried be closer to you. Despite no particular interest in floral decorations and being able to manage them herself. Despite your with Pinkie lunch breaks might be too noisy and cheeky for her timid nature. You feel embarrassed about how dumb you could be and think:
“Timid! Huh, now it’s a new degree of timid.”
“But still, how?” you ask, when Fluttershy’s face is so close you can see your own reflection in those deep turquoise lakes of hers.
“I guess this is when my “modeling career” paid back,” she giggles. “One of my fans there appeared to run a car rental, other arrangements were easy. The guy was glad to help and didn’t ask any questions.”
Her eyes become half-lidded and her breath deepens and you understand that talking is the last point of her plan.
Fluttershy leans to you and her velvet lips meet yours gently touching them, sliding from one corner to another. The sensation of flowers and honey scented silk is so striking and so powerful, that it sends an electric bolt down your whole body. Your mouth opens slightly and lets out a faint but excited moan.
Fluttershy smiles with her eyes only, she keeps them open all the time to watch your reaction, despite it is obvious that she is on the edge. Her hand is squeezing your left breast gently massaging your erecting nipple through two thin layers of cloth. Her knee presses on your crotch when she leans to you and you feel the wave of heat raising from your feet to your neck, painting it pink and making your whole body arch closer to your friend. To your marefriend?!
You reach Fluttershy with your hand and start stroking her shoulder, her side, her heavy breasts overhanging you, feeling the uniform texture. Now you realize why the “driver’s” upper body was so massive. You let out a small snicker.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” whispers Fluttershy in your ear slightly biting it playfully.
“Nothing,” another wave of pleasure makes you snuggle in to her excitedly. “I was so dumb and blind, sorry…” your apology sounds clumsily, but Fluttershy gently nuzzles your ear accepting it right away without any other clauses.
She starts kissing your ear, behind the ear, neck, both clavicles. It’s tingling and pleasant at the same time. When she goes lower, her hand reaches your hip and squeezes it and her knee is still pressed against your private area and your clit, which is already swollen by her movements.
You embrace her with both hands now practically laying flat on the back seat with Fluttershy sitting between your legs, while her mouth is wandering around your neck, shoulders and open area of your breasts, tingling with tongue, kissing, sucking, biting gently and sending waves of electric shock down your excited shivering body.
You arch more trying to catch her knee with your clit and grinding against it, feeling like your g-string becoming wet of your love juices. It drives Fluttershy crazy and she sits straight, unzipping her uniform with one blazing movement. There is nothing under it and you watch with dilated eyes as she throws the jacket on the driver’s seat, then reaches her pants and slides them down revealing all her body in its glory. Her large but firm breasts, now tinted red from excitement and blood rush, her fit slender body, her muscular stomach and the belly button you feel the strange excited urge to put your finger in. Her trimmed pubes are also pink and now reveal her delicious snatch, swollen and slightly open, a transparent thick strand slithers down to your leg.
Fluttershy follows your sight and blushes slightly.
“S-sorry, sweetheart, I hope… I don’t spoil your dress.”
“Then we need…” you raise your butt a little to grab your dress and drag up. This mere movement makes your marefriend skip a breath. “… to take it to the safety.”
Like bewitched Fluttershy watches you worming out of your tight dress dragging it over your head, her hands are placed over her breasts and unconsciously rubbing her nipples. The whole image makes you feel steamy and act faster. When you unclip your bra and throw it on the shelf behind the seat following the dress, she shivers noticeably and can’t hold a lusty moan. Her pupils seem to reach the size of whole eyes already and she breathes heavily.
“Come closer, my dear,” you grant her with the sultriest smile you can produce.
Fluttershy leans closer conquering your lips with her mouth, her tongue wrestling with yours for domination and getting deeper in. She manages to win that round and you start sucking on her tongue making promising thrusting movements. When she resurfaces for air, you catch her breast in your mouth making your tongue dance around her stone hard nipple, rubbing it and squeezing gently against the roof of your mouth. She pants with eyes rolling and you feel her warm vaginal secretion dripping on your stomach. You reach her vulva with your free hand and perform a tender slide from her swollen clit further down across her lips, gently entering her with your middle finger while still giving deserved attention to her nipples one after another. One slight touch on the G-spot and the electric discharge makes Fluttershy arch above you and bump the roof of the car. Not hard but quite audibly.
“Ouch!” she straightens up and rubs the back of her head. You both giggle like school fillies and throw quick gazes to the front passenger seat as Pinkie sighs deeply in her sleep and moves a little. You don’t need to wake Pinkamena… right now.
“Sorry,” you give Fluttershy the most innocent look with sly sparkles in your eyes and… put your middle finger in your mouth tasting her nectar. “Mmmmm…”
Apparently this image is the last drop for your marefriend, as Fluttershy, almost letting two streams of steam out of her nostrils, gives you a quick and sloppy kiss and slides down. You watch her taking your g-string with her teeth and… ripping them down and away in one wild sway.
“Ahhh,” your eyes dilate when she dives and places her hot silky lips on yours, but lower ones. Her tongue starts its circular dance around and on your swollen, waiting, craving for her attention clit. Her hot breath changes to cool breeze when she breaths in and the contrast makes you wriggle and claw the seat cover. Fluttershy shifts focus and licks, kisses and pinches gently with her lips on your labia. Her tongue dances around the entrance, just on the edge, teasing you, making you whimper and pant.
“Do you like it, my love?” she raises her pretty head surrounded by the cloud of now messy pink hair.
“Yeah,” you almost cry looking in her eyes. “Just… don’t bucking stop!!!”
Fluttershy bats her spear long eyelashes innocently, smiles and quickly dives back, shoving her tongue in your hot, open and welcoming vagina, while still rubbing your clit with her finger. Pony tongue is not that long as let’s say a giraffe one, but it still seems to fill you whole and makes your whole body burn and your hands find your nipples and start rubbing and pinching them increasing the heat. She makes her tongue thrusts faster and faster. You pant and moan, you whole body arches touching the seat seemingly with only butt, elbows and the back of your head. Curved that wildly like in tetanus attack, you spread your legs widely giving your marefriend more freedom of act. You start drowning in the sea of pleasure with your conscience slowly melting in the heat of Fluttershy’s caresses, approaching your first for the evening orgasm.
Apparently the thrusts, shaking the car, your moans and groans and heavy breathing of you both, made Pinkie enter some sort of wet dream on her seat. She moans lustfully through her sleep, while her hand reaches her breast. She doesn’t wear a bra, so even faint sleepy movements are quite effective, making her nipples stand at once and her breath deepen. She puts another hand in the high cut of her dress, reaching between her legs, which she unconsciously spreads a little, and applying pressure there. She starts spreading and squeezing her hips together rhythmically, almost in unison with your and Fluttershy movements, her moans become frequent and more audible. Nevertheless she is still in her dream and nopony knows what she is seeing at the moment.
But you will deal with that later. Now, when Fluttershy’s tongue is rolling in your vagina and pressing tightly on the g-spot, it seems that you can feel her by your whole shivering body. Your legs bend at the knees, your eyes roll, when the overwhelming waves of heat and tingling pleasure start rolling through you, making your inner walls squeeze around your incredible lover’s tongue.
“Oh, Sweet… Fluttershy!!!” you cry out, panting, while your whole body is quaking in orgasm.
Fluttershy giggles down there, she stops teasing you and holds you gently so you don’t hit something during your lusty paroxysms. Evidently she appreciates your unconscious diplomacy of not mentioning Celestia, but your true goddess at that moment.
She then raises to your eye level and rejoins her mouth with yours, gently caressing your lips and sharing the sweet taste of her saliva tinted with your love juice. You’ve just managed to even your breath, but you notice that you start heating again inevitably. To give your marefriend some rest you hug her making her lie on you and embracing her with your legs as well. You kiss and listen how Pinkie hisses from pleasure on the front seat apparently reaching her unconscious climax. You both giggle as she still technically sleeps, it seems she had considerably more booze than you. Still that didn’t prevent her from catching the whole spirit of your evening.
The faint scent resembling ripe melon fills the air and mixes with aromas of both of you when Pinkie twitches with a long moan. Somehow this makes your blood boil and you push Fluttershy up by her shoulders making her stand on all four over you again.
Your hand slowly travels on her breasts, than her stomach, feeling like her muscles contract under your tender touch, while your eyes are fixated on hers catching each little change in her expression.
Her vulva is hot and moist, she is still overly excited from your first round. You rub your fingers against her clit accurately making her shake and whimper. Apparently she doesn’t need much as she is on edge after eating you and watching your climax. You put your fingers gently inside and start moving them in and out simultaneously circling around the g-spot and making her roll her eyes and bend while she tries to snuggle her warm treasure against your palm. She can’t hold herself from helping you with counter movements of her whole body.
Fluttershy’s long hair tickle your breasts, drowning you in the sweet mix of flowers and honey aroma, her splendid pink tail lays on the legs of you both warming them, her wings wiggle slightly in pleasure. She then finds strength to focus and puts her weight onto one arm reaching your vulva with another. With a wild gaze she smiles (her smile turns into a moan as you thrust) and puts her finger inside giving you the same treatment.
Now it’s your turn to pant and moan as you feel her both inside and around you. A string of her love juice drops and enters you craving opening as she fingers you in tact with your movements. Raising yourself on one elbow, you take your hand out and grab Fluttershy’s fingering palm.
“More,” you breathe out in her velvet ear standing from excitement. “I need more!”
Fluttershy nods and put the second finger in. Your breath deepens and you return your own hand to the business in one long filling slide which makes Fluttershy almost roar and add the third finger inside you.
The feeling of your marefriend teasing your completely filled opening and your inner walls squeezing her fingers in more and more rhythmic way, drives both of you out of your self-control faster.
Fluttershy lets out a long moan and starts shaking. You press your hips tightly together locking her hand inside as your inner walls contract around her fingers. Your own hand is too weak at the moment to produce considerable movement, but your lover helps you practically impaling herself on your fingers while pressing her lips against yours. Surrounded by the wild mix of hair of you both and able to produce only muffled moans, you and her let the new stronger orgasm flood you over.
When you are able to catch your breath again, you both raise on the seat, sitting face to face, your hands lavishing caresses to each other, and kissing. You move closer so your raising high with the deep breath breasts touch and your legs cross in the manner of scissors confronting. Fluttershy strokes your hair running her fingers through and fixating her loving eyes on yours. Your finger is traveling down her cheek and to her lips and you squeak surprisingly when she catches it and starts sucking with sly sparkles deep in her eyes.
“You’re insatiable,” you breathe out.
“So are you,” Fluttershy releases your finger and gives your one more tender kiss while her hand checks your “southern tip” to find it quite moist and welcoming again. “And it seems the car will need dry cleaning after us.”
You both laugh quietly. Then Fluttershy leans back supporting her with the hands and slides closer making her vulva touch yours. Naturally you mimic her movement, then grab her hoof and place on your shoulder kissing it.
You start grinding against each other. First slow and gently, feeling the hot and soft flowers meet and “kiss”, then faster as you both start to moan in excitement again. Your secretions mix and make your movements produce loud wet slaps as you thrust harder.
Fluttershy watches how your whole body bends back making your hard swollen nipples point directly to the car roof while you hold her leg kissing it behind the hoof. Her eyes dilate at the extreme eroticism of the scene she observes and she starts taking off your heels. You interrupt your “hoof care” and watch interestedly how she grabs your foot, caresses it running her fingers against your sole… and then puts your toe in her mouth with a moan of lust.
She starts mimicking the thrusts with sucking on your toe. It looks and feels so sexual, that you can’t find any other way than return the treatment. You kiss and play your tongue on her underhoof making her twitch.
The whole car is shaking now violently and you notice that Pinkie starts touching herself through her sleep again. This time she simply lowers one strap of her dress, revealing one breast with perfect tan lines and grabbing it, softly squeezing and rubbing her nipple. She raises her dress with another hand so her privacy is totally compromised and spreads her legs getting lower on the seat and more comfortable apparently. Heavy breathing mixes with the wet sound when Pinkamena starts shamelessly fingering herself driven by your with Fluttershy “exercises”.
This makes you more excited… if that is even possible. Now your thrusts become harder but smaller in amplitude, so your wet snatches never part actually making that sucking feeling inside grow stronger. Now you three moan together and you feel that Fluttershy’s legs start trembling. You speed up trying to catch with your marefriend which makes her accelerate as well.
Finally you both don’t control yourself anymore. The thrusts are violent making the car suspension creak protestingly. Your inner muscles contract in waves making you feel like if you both were one organism down there and the air is filled with sweet aphrodisiac scent. Fluttershy releases your toe, but leaves your foot on her shoulder. You both find the strength to raise your heads to relish the view of your lover. You hands meet and you finish together with each one leg on the shoulder of another, sweat running down your both overheated bodies, whimpering and squeaking while keeping fainting eye contact. Pinkie catches up arching on her front seat and letting out a loud scream.
*
You and Fluttershy are to raise and hug each other tightly again not to risk falling flat and bumping the doors with the back of your heads. You kiss and whisper words of love to each other.
“Look, maybe we should get up in the room, while we have strength to walk Pinkie there? She doesn’t want to wake up,” you snicker when you both untwist and sit close holding hands.
“Sure thing,” Fluttershy raises her head from your shoulder and put her warm hand on your stomach making it stiffen right away.
“Let’s do it before I’m ready again, or we’ll never make it,” she breathes in your ear while her hand starts stroking your stomach providing self-explanatory thoughts.
You smile to each other and exit the car grabbing your clothes. Fortunately there is nopony in the garage at this time. The image of two naked girls – one pegasus and one human – dressing near the car is extremely promising.
Fluttershy quickly slides in her dress leaving the driver uniform in the car.
“I’ll need to make a call later and warn them to perform the cleaning,” she smirks in the twilight of the parking.
You giggle while putting on your dress, it seems it wasn’t stained, so Rarity won’t be mad at you for her masterpiece. Buck the bra, you took it in your hand with Fluttershy’s lingerie and your high heels. And your panties are ruined by the yellow winged pink haired sexy beast anyway.
When you both are ready, you take Pinkie out of the car and bring her in order. Now you all are perfect match wearing your dresses only. You are completely sober already as your with Fluttershy marathon made the blood clean from alcohol super fast, but Pinkamena is still in Luna’s land. She mutters something and gives you a wet kiss on cheek when you put one of her hands over your shoulders. Fluttershy grabs her from another side and you head to the elevator.
This elevator goes directly through the floors and you’re lucky enough as you don’t need to pass the reception granting anypony with the view of three barefoot girls returning to the hotel almost in the morning in slightly crumpled dresses and with perfect bed heads.
You wake up to the sound of running water. Trying hard to remember what happened before you find out that both your hands are tied together and to the bed above your head.
You’re lying on your own bed under the thin cover. Fully naked according to your senses. The sound of running water comes from your bathroom.
The last thing you remember is the dinner with Fluttershy. Yellow winged beauty sits across the table and raises a glass of wine. You return the gesture with a little smile and warn feeling of happiness inside.
“For us,” she blows the strand of hair falling on her eyes and makes it lie in place with simple but incredible grace.
“For us,” you nod and your glasses meet.
Then you both drink, then… you find yourself here.
Her classy dress is hanging off the armchair in the corner negligently hung over its’ backrest. The sound of water ceased and in a couple of minutes the door of your bathroom opens letting your marefriend… no, your fiancée out. As you can see in the dim light coming through curtained windows she is naked as well. Small drops of water glance on her coat when she approaches you in dancing manner followed by a cloud of her long pink hair and tail.
First magical thing Fluttershy managed to learn from Twilight… princess Twilight when becoming an alicorn herself was the polymorph magic. It is evident that she mastered it perfectly during a short amount of time.
She is interested in routine princess stuff not so much, neither in being recognized and called a princess… well, unless it comes from you. She prefers to keep her previous life with one exception, or maybe it’s an addition rather. Fluttershy needs you being together. Sharing your concerns at day and… cough… comforting you at night. Here comes that polymorph magic when she is in mood.
Your girl managed to grasp it right. Long beautiful almost human legs with hind hooves left intact. Slim but fit body with high perky breasts. Swanlike neck and hands with palms and fingers. She tried her best to make your time together most pleasant and convenient while still keeping all what you love about her look most: her face is always the same pony muzzle you’ve fallen in love with, her mane and tail are always long, soft and pink and she keeps her yellow coat as well.
Fluttershy stretches in the most playful manner presenting herself to you in full glory of a young anthropomorphic lusty alicorn girl. Her wings spread filling the room and knocking something down to the floor, but who cares. You feel your heart beating hard, as if it tried filling your chest and almost breaking through.
In the moments like this you are ready to do, to give up anything just for that siren… who giggles like a school filly when a knife blinks in her hand.
You know for sure she likes experimenting and is the same Element of Kindness you met a year ago. But still sweat drops form under your hair and an involuntary shiver comes down your spine. With wide eyes you keep watching her as she kneels on the bed and slowly crawls towards you keeping the eye contact.
You can’t do anything but watch as covers in the middle of your own self start forming a noticeable hill. Fluttershy reaches it and nest over squeezing you with her hips. You note that her hips start heating and her breath becomes deep and intermittent when she moves slightly over your manhood making it rock hard.
“Do you know?” she giggles softly. “They say that the shortest path to man’s heart is… through the sternum.”
“Squee…” you never knew you were capable to produce that sound.
Fluttershy straightens performing a wide sway… and leans towards you… cutting the band which holds your hands together.
“…but I prefer to keep it beating for me on it’s native place, my love. With mine next to it.” She whispers in your ear while you cover the gap between her breasts and both areolas with kisses.
“I-I love you, girl,” you clear your throat while you place your now free hands on her gorgeous hips. Fluttershy throws the knife in the corner.
“I’m sorry if I scratched your headboard a bit,” she smirks.
She murmurs under your hands traveling and caressing her ankles, hips and buttocks. She straightens and wiggles when you start stroking her sides and back and especially stomach around the belly button. Fluttershy is extremely ticklish and you feel how her legs and stomach muscles strain while she giggles and tries to fight your fingers with her own.
“Besides,” she breathes out through laugher. “I can always make your heart presence more evident with that!”
Her fingers go for a long and tender journey now from your belly button to your chest and neck and shoulders. You feel like electric discharges come through your skin making you shake, while you convulsively pulling the bed covers from under your princess.
You feel her warmth and readiness, her juices start dripping on your stomach when she raises to let you in. In a long slow wonderful slide she positions herself on your pillar with an excited moan. She leans towards you and plants a passionate kiss on your lips. Her lips open a bit to let out hot breathing when she moves up and down and your tongues start dancing. Her soft hair fill all the space around you both spreading flowers aroma. You feel slight dizziness while trying to keep your breath.
Fluttershy then straightens and puts her hands behind her head, her whole body stretches, her mane sway in tact with her movements.
“Do you like what you see?” asks Fluttershy rhetorical question while her turquoise eyes are wide opened and locked on yours and her ears perked in excitement.
“I enjoy every single moment of it.” You lean to her trying to catch a few fast kisses before she pushes you back on the pillow.
The mare. Rides. You. Squeezing your manhood inside herself and rolling hot waves one after another. She is overly thrilled by the mere fact a typical human can last at least 15 times longer than a strongest stallion can afford. Half an hour versus 1-2 minutes, that’s quite a gain.
After a few more minutes you feel as she tightens around you. Her thrust becomes faster, her moans higher and less controllable. In one convulsive movement she gets up to place both hooves above your shoulders on the pillow and lean on your bent knees. Your lower half and the bed are covered by incredible pink cover of her mane and tail hair. Then she slides all the way back on you in one move letting our almost a roar of lust you could never imagine a delicate pony girl could produce. But this is what you like about your princess – you know both sides of Fluttershy and appreciate her for who she is.
Supporting her with her hands she starts fast strong thrusts towards you. You lift one of her legs and place a tender kiss right behind her hoof. Fluttershy bends in an arch and wriggles while pleasure floods her body. She spreads her wings again in sheer excitement. Now you see not the Element of Kindness, but the Goddess of Love herself…
*
The night is still young and Luna’s moon peeks in the opened window. Warm breeze stirs Fluttershy’s mane as she is resting her head on your shoulder and your hand stroking her hair gently. Two hours passed as one moment. You’ve finished twice and your fiancée wasn’t sure how much. Fluttershy said it was six, while you could count only four times.
The next thing she is trying to master is some sort of restoration magic. She knows that you’re mostly unaffected by spells, but she is determined to finally find a way to help you recover faster without harm. You smile to the night about your little princess insatiability.
Nevertheless it took quite much of her, especially polymorph spell, and she is now back to her alicorn form next to you. Same size, different shape, same beloved Fluttershy covering you both with her wing and breathing lightly in her sleep. You love her regardless to the form. Sometimes you even need to ask her to stay as usual during your time together. You just like to drown in her bottomless turquoise eyes while holding her graceful body close.
Speaking of eyes you was never affected by the Stare. Once you simply asked Fluttershy to try it on you to no result. The most pronounced feeling you had that time was the overwhelming love to that star-eyed alicorn and desire to kiss her muzzle all over. But to tell the truth that was what you usually feel about her. That is why perhaps you’ve never treated the Stare seriously enough and always giggled kindly.
“Come on, dear,” you always said hugging her shoulders. “Animals and kids simply can’t help but love you.”
Fluttershy always timidly smiled back blushing when you kissed her nose. Well, at least when you were tete-a-tete.
*
You are brought back from your memories by a gentle touch on your knee. Fluttershy is already awake and ready for more adventures. She stands on the bed looking on you over her shoulder through her mane.
“Follow me, darling,” she calls while getting down on the floor behind the footboard.
You slide down the sheets and sit on the foot edge of your bed. Without any further words yellow alicorn pushes you lightly by her hoof making you lean back on your elbows. She then gets down and takes you in her mouth. She gazes you right in the eyes making you heat up at once. You feel yourself recovering fast with each roll of her tongue. With her pony facial structure you are effectively being deepthroated without her even starting to use her throat.
But she is too impatient for that for now. Well… maybe later. Before she lets you both to have a rest for the remaining half of the night wrapping you both in her soft wings.
Now she just hops on your knees spreading her hind legs around you and trying to accommodate to the pose which is not very convenient for her in her pony form. She frowns at you, but immediately nuzzles your cheek in understanding. She knows that you like to be with her herself as well as more human shape. She hugs you gently allowing to enter her lusting princess’ castle.
This time it will be slowly and tenderly for you both.
Fluttershy sighs happily and places her head on top of yours letting your breath tickle her soft coat on the neck. She presses herself tighter into you and wraps you both in her wings…
Thick, it needs at least two of you to enfold the trunk, lush, sky high trees with big dark leaves, lianas, armies of cicadas screeching in the shrubs, humid, almost tangible air filled with heavy flower aroma – this all is summer time Everfree for you. It’s not the first time you are walking through this forest, but definitely first time in this part of it. The old road to the Sister’s Castle lies far north as you three are to make a long detour through the southern edge of Everfree, to pass the canyon and find a good ascent, not only a human can climb but a pony also.
Fluttershy’s idea to use polymorph spell for this hike was brilliant. This part of the forest is overgrown and fallen trees, branches, thick shrubs and other obstacles are everywhere. It’s hard enough for a human to walk in this jungle with decent pace. And it’s twice harder for a pony. So wise decision to use her newly obtained alicorn powers and turn herself into a more anthropomorphic form paid back.
Her long legs with hooves are ideal for walking through that overgrown foliage and stepping over the deadwood. Her awesome pink mane and tail are braided tightly not to gather twigs and forest debris. She wears shorts and a sport-style top which leaves her slender back open to your caressing sight. Now though it is hidden under a backpack, but those waving hips in front of you make your heart beat faster and you forget about the long walk, feeling ready to follow her for miles more. There is nothing – no wet jungle or buzzing insects or hot sun – which can prevent you from being with your princess.
Feeling your gaze Fluttershy turns to you. She offers you her hand helping to step over a particularly large fallen trunk. You look into her large turquoise eyes framed by long eyelashes, how she blows a single long pink strand off her muzzle with a habitual movement and licks her dried during the long walk lips.
Your heart skips a bit and your foot slips from the large tree covered with the wet moss. You almost fall flat, but she manages to catch you in her hug laughing at your sudden clumsiness. She knows for sure about the source of it and looks up into your eyes so you can see those sly sparkles dancing in the deep lakes of her eyes.
You feel her high breasts snuggling into you through her top and your thin shirt, a thin stream of sweat runs down her neck and aims to the valley of pleasure between those hills, as your breath starts to deepen…
“Heyyy! Maybe somepony gives some attention and helps me get over?!” you hear a pleading call from behind.
Fluttershy giggles and let’s you out of her embrace to help Rarity over the fallen tree.
“Come on, my love, you promised…”
“Merlin’s pants…” You let a deep sigh and turn around to bend over the log and take Rarity under her armpits – she is already waiting, stretching out her fore legs to you with the beseeching expression on her face, which could look amusing… if you were not repeating the whole procedure countless times today sometimes even carrying her over the especially hard to walk places.
The carrying part seems to be her favourite, as you have a big backpack you are to take her in your hands while she wraps all her legs around you, rests her head on your shoulder, closes her eyes and almost starts to purr snuggling into you with a passionate smile while carrying her saddle bags with magic.
Damn those saddle bags, Rarity forgets to take them off again, you feel like your back almost crackles when your neck is enclosed into a bear hug of a white coated fashionista with lush blue mane and tail. There are now leaves and small twigs in them, and you both with Fluttershy are lucky that Rarity hasn’t noticed yet, otherwise you would be exposed to prolonged whining about nasty forest, etc, etc…
Fluttershy walks forward, she looks over her shoulder and gives you a gentle smile. You are the luckiest human in Equestria being with that girl: kind, understanding, not showing a tiny shadow of jealousy, despite she knows about Rarity’s feelings towards you.
You put Rarity down to the ground as accurately as you can afford.
“Thanks, darling!” She adjusts her saddle bags and grants you with a lusty smile and half-lidded eyes.
Damn that Manticore who broke the suspension bridge on the old road. Nopony yet managed to fix it and you need to trudge that far to get to the old Castle. Of course both of you can fly, but the problem is that Rarity can’t. You could probably carry her, but not the whole long way to the Castle and Fluttershy couldn’t carry Rarity alone. And even if you were able to carry her in rotation, nopony could predict what she could grab there with her, so the return would still have been a problem.
So a three days hike it is finally: one day to get to the end of the canyon and to find the way up to the highland with the Old Castle, another day to get up there and search the Castle, then return to the camp place and the third day – long walk back with extra load. And without your marefriend who knows the forest it could easily be a longer campaign…
*
It was totally Rarity’s idea to visit the Sister’s Castle ruins and look for another ancient tapestries for her restoration exercises. She practically got the permission from both princesses: Luna and Celestia, and as she decided to return you the Regal banner of the Moon princess (perhaps it was Luna who unobtrusively planted that idea), she needed something else to work on.
Well, to tell the truth, if it was you talking to Rarity first, maybe you would have found some reasons not to take part in that show. But unfortunately that determined fashionista managed to talk to Fluttershy earlier and your fiancée agreed to help obviously involving you later. Rarity’s calculation was right – her best friend, moreover The Element of Kindness and even the Princess of Kindness as of late, couldn’t probably refuse to help. And you would be an extra bonus.
Surely Rarity would rather go with you only, but no chance you could agree to spend a week (as without Fluttershy the whole trip would become longer) in the forest, with Rarity, head-to-head, in a small tent at nights… She was realistic at least in this, thus relying on your marefriend to convince you to help.
You could never say “no” to Fluttershy, besides you owed Rarity for her help making clothes for you when you just arrived to Equestria and to be honest till today.
So that morning Fluttershy woke you up even before Celestia raised the Sun. You tried to struggle first muttering something through your sleep with your eyes still closed. But… her kisses became more passionate and demanding, her hair tickled your face and chest and filled your nostrils with flowers aroma, her small accurate hooves stroke your shoulders, so no wonder your body woke up before your mind finally did.
When she sat on you trying to shake away the rest of your sleep, you quickly got up catching her and placing you fingers on her ribs tickling her mercilessly.
“Oh, sweet Celestia! Stop, darling, STAAAHP!!!” Fluttershy giggled and flapped her wings trying to snuggle tighter and thus end the torture.
“No way, I’m just started,” your grin became wider. “You woke me up before dawn and forced me to bear with Rarity’s whining about forest, heavy bags, small tent, cold nights, whatever else she will whine about the next couple of days. That’s my repayment…”
She closed your mouth with a long kiss, shoving her tongue inside and struggling with yours in a “King of the cave” kind of game.
Naturally this ended with you both sharing the shower. With all the imaginable consequences despite there wasn’t too much time till Rarity would come as agreed.
“I wouldn’t mind to spend the rest of the day that way, instead of feeding mosquitoes in the woods,” you thought, holding her shower gel covered body which moved rhythmically. Faster and faster as Fluttershy heated up and her self control started to cease.
Later you went downstairs to pack all necessary things for the hike and Fluttershy stayed preparing her polymorph spell. She decided that it would be much easier to walk through the southern part of Everfree in a more human-like form. And teasing you gently would be an extra bonus.
You’ve almost finished struggling with two backpacks, one – bigger, for you and another – smaller for Fluttershy as she was going to travel in anthropomorphic form anyway, when you heard a knock in the front door.
“Just a moment,” you called but the door was already opening by the golden aura of your princess’ magic – Fluttershy descended the stairs.
“Good morning, darling,” Rarity batted her long eyelashes and gifted you with a cheerful smile, she dropped a look on the backpacks you were closing. “I’ve packed last night and now I’m ready to go. I hope we are lucky enough…”
Her jaw dropped and Rarity froze on spot with eyes opening wider. Fluttershy approached you and wrapped her arm around your waist leaning on your shoulder. Her pink mane fell on half of her face leaving only one eye open, she had time to braid her tail only. The cutie mark peeked from under low cut shorts and it seemed that Fluttershy was still under impression of your mutual “showering” as her nipples perked through the top quite visibly.
“Good morning, Rarity,” she shivered, her eyes closed and ears stood up when you kissed her neck. “We are ready to go,” she still managed the neutral and diplomatic tone.
Rarity’s cheeks became carrot red and her eyes looked for something on the floor…
When she steps aside it was your turn to drop the jaw. She surely was packing last night, maybe the whole night. What you saw was a fairly large cart with bags and baskets. You felt as your eyes tried to compete princess Celestia’s while surprised. You couldn’t imagine how, let alone what for you would drag that stuff through the woods. It was obvious that she couldn’t rely only on herself carrying all those.
“It seems we are not entirely ready to go, dear,” you muttered when you closed your mouth and made your eyes return to usual state.
You headed to the bucking cart shifting Rarity aside and started sorting. Fluttershy used her magic to help you while Rarity stood in the doorframe with completely shocked expression. She didn’t have time to say “Hey, wait!” when you handed her two saddle bags, very tightly packed saddle bags, but… only two of them.
“Rarity, dear,” you tried to reason with her. “There is no way you need all those in the forest. I can understand why you need sun glasses or sunscreen or even a hat. Same goes about repellent, but… what were those dresses, scarves and nopony knows what else for.”
Rarity pouted and looked up to you with a tearful expression on her face.
“You even took your famous two-storey tent,” you rolled your eyes “nailing the coffin”. “We’re going to leave all the extra stuff under the roof and Angel will keep it safe. As for the tent we have one nice double tent and it will perfectly fit us three for a couple of nights. There was no need to take half of your boutique, if not Ponyville with you.”
“Now, come on, Rarity,” Fluttershy kneeled to her eye level and stroked her mane. “Don’t pout, please, he is right. We need to carry all our things on our backs and there is no way you can carry all those further than Everfree border. Not to say the cart won’t ride where we plan to go.”
“Now, when we have settled all that we can actually go,” you took Fluttershy’s hand and you both hit the path to Everfree. Rarity trotted behind you and sighed loud enough so you both could realize how cruel you’ve been to her and her dear “traveler’s” wardrobe. She threw sad looks over her shoulder several times.
But something brought her in the cheerful mood again fast enough.
“Oh, dear!” Rarity almost squeaked jumping on spot, you both turned to listen what changed her mood and made her that happy. “That’s excellent, now I have both the Guardian and human like alicorn to help me, both of you can fly and Flutters… ahem… Princess Fluttershy,” the degree of slyness on her face was unimaginable. “can use magic.”
“Both of you have hands. Now we can get something really rare and valuable… Maybe that huge tapestry that you failed to take off the hooks that night we gathered all in the Old Castle and scared each other,” she looked on Fluttershy with hope.
Fluttershy laughed watching as you facepalmed.
*
The forest becomes lighter and you start hearing some noise. The wind breaths fresh and humid and brings the smell of water. The best treatment for your heated bodies and tired legs.
“That’s the waterfall, we’re almost there,” Fluttershy speeds up. “Come one, guys, you can have a rest when we reach the lake and make a camp!”
It’s about time as the Sun has already started to set and you still need to put the tent and gather some firewood before the night falls. You command your tired and aching legs to be patient and work for a while longer and follow your pink-haired guide. Rarity sighs and complains that she doesn’t feel her legs already.
“Come on, girl,” you look back on her and smile. “Just a few more steps and we can relax… Look, you can even relax in the lake if you want to. But first you need to get there obviously.”
“I’ll gladly swim, darling,” Rarity shakes her mane and speeds up a bit. “But only if you two secure me, OK? I don’t like deep water, you know,” she blinks several times batting her eyelashes.
Finally you three exit the forest and stand on the edge in awe. A small but very picturesque lake reveals itself to your eyes. It’s waterside is covered with grass and flowers coming almost to the water and even the stones sitting in the lake near the shore look like they were specifically placed for the best view. Dragonflies hover above the water lilies which white stars glow from the lake here and there. The sun setting behind your backs paints everything in gold and red.
On the other side of the lake is the canyon. It opens here and widens taking the far side of the lake in its embrace. The left edge of it is the most beautiful waterfall you ever saw. One main stream is heavy and fills the lake rolling down, roaring and producing large amount of water mist. But the river seems to flow wider up on the plateau, thus many smaller and calmer streams fall down the stone wall almost covering it entirely in a water veil of about two hundred feet wide. All of that goodness obviously ends in the lake and now is highlighted by the setting sun. You three look on the wall of gems shining and blinking in the sunset and completely forget about your load or aching legs.
You feel the smell of flowers and honey tinted with her sweat a little when Fluttershy nuzzles your ear gently. This combination makes your blood boil at once.
“See, my love, I’ve told you that you wouldn’t regret about that,” she whispers in your ear catching it with teeth slightly.
“Yeah, Shy, I see,” you tell thinking that it would be even ideal if there were two of you here. You put your free hand on her round hip and squeeze it a bit holding your marefriend closer. She squeaks a little and snuggles into you tighter.
“Ahem,” you hear a slightly grumpy voice from your right. “Maybe we first put the tent and… generally arrange ourselves a place of comfort.”
You sigh remembering how Luna said to you, that despite you and Fluttershy were together, you would have a fair dose of vitamin R in your life from time to time. She was having fun saying that and now you think that next time you definitely need to suggest her to go with Rarity instead.
But technically Rarity is right and you three walk around the lake closer to the right shoulder of the canyon. It is forested, if one can call shrubs and small trees twice your height a forest. There you will look for a decent ascent tomorrow.
When the place is chosen, girls put the tent while you are gathering deadwood for the fire at the edge of the Everfree. Rarity uses her magic and Fluttershy prefers to exercise her hands usage.
Finally everything is set, tent is put, your backpacks are covered from inevitable morning dew and the campfire is lighting the wide spot in front of the tent.
“Woah, guys, I reconsider,” it seems Rarity is totally exhausted as she almost crawls into the tent. “I’ll swim later if you don’t mind. You’re both more agile than me when it comes to walking and stuff.”
“Come on, Rairty,” Fluttershy calls with a smile. “Don’t you want to cool yourself and wash away all that sweat.”
“As I said – later,” moans Rarity as she curls right behind the tent entrance and closes her eyes. “I just… need to rest for half an hour… before I’m a pony again not some porridge, darling. You go without me…”
“O-o-ok. And I’m dying without a shower!” Fluttershy stretches herself and her breasts raise under the thin top. You suddenly feel that your pants become unbearably tight.
She takes her top off and quickly slides out of her shorts, then bends an takes a piece of soap from her backpack pocket. A simple move which however makes you almost drool. Fluttershy look down on you and blushes.
“Oh, I need no words,” she giggles like a school filly. “And no better compliment. Are you going?”
If there was a contest of fastest undressing you would have won the first prize without any doubt.
Fluttershy grabs your hand and jogs around the lake to the waterfall holding the soap and the thick heavy braid of her tail in another hand.
When you both reach the waterfall, you sit on the big rock sticking out of the shallow water and watch how Fluttershy enters the thin water veil. She squeaks a little as the water appears to be cold enough for her heated by the long walk and lust body. She turns under the flow allowing it to run all over her amazing body and braided hair. She glances at you and smiles trough the water veil while last rays of setting sun make water drops on her coat look like brilliants and emeralds.
You join her and fell like the flowing water washes away your fatigue with dust and sweat. It’s cool enough, but still enjoyable. You tousle your hair allowing the streams soak it entirely and run down your face when you feel a light kiss on your neck.
Then she steps from under the waterfall to the shallow water of the lake and her horn glows. The bar of soap is enveloped in the golden aura and travels along Fluttershy curves when her hands glide all over her body covering her in white foam glowing gold on the edges in the sunset light.
You can’t look anywhere else as everything except the graceful figure of your princess becomes blurred. Blood starts rustling in your ears.
Your goddess beckons you, but it’s almost not necessary as you’re already near and enveloping her in your embrace. Fluttershy giggles and starts lathering you as well while your hands travel on her caressing her lovely hips, back, shoulders, neck and holding her head when she kisses you.
“Wait, please,” she whispers in your ear, feeling that you’re almost letting steam out of your ears. “Just a few more moments.”
When she finishes scratching your back she drags you under waterfall again to wash off the soap. She turns her back to you and leans on you while your hands stroking her stomach and breasts. Her sweet lips lock on yours while you can feel her muscles contract under your touch and her whole body heats up. The water flows over you both making all the touches unusually sharp and exciting because of temperature contrast.
You sincerely hope that you both are far enough from your camp, covered by the water mist and… that Rarity doesn’t have a photo camera with her somewhere deep in her bags.
Your goddess slides out of your hands and leans on the stonewall bending her back and allowing the water run down her spine and hips. She looks at you with half-lidded eyes, her cheeks are burning and her body is trembling slightly. Not because of the cool water in particular.
You get down and kiss her under the knee, then slowly go up and each kiss almost throws her in convulsions. It seems that her breath can drown out the noise of the waterfall when you gently bite her butt. She looks back on you, her pupils float in her eyes as she is close to losing her control.
“Darling, I-I hope… we can’t be h-heard from here…” she pants.
“I don’t care,” you couldn’t probably be more sincere at the moment.
When you kiss her rose letting your tongue in a bit and tasting her love nectar, her whole body shakes and she lets out a long high pitched scream. She can stand only because of leaning on the stonewall.
Fluttershy looks on you over her shoulder, grinding her teeth. Her braid disheveled slightly and she reminds you a wild lioness at that moment. She turns a bit still leaning on the rock and throws her glorious leg on your shoulder. No other welcome is necessary. She bites her lip when you enter her tight “princess’ castle” and shivers as you hands stroke her stomach and breasts. You then take her in your hands lifting completely from the ground. She wraps her legs around you and holds on your shoulders leaning back and granting you the marvelous view on the high firm breasts with nipples hard and swollen. Kissing them is all you probably need now.
When the thrusts become faster she snuggles closer into you joining your mouths in attempt not to scream with each movement. Your tongues start dancing and struggling and you notice that your girl tries to repeat each thrust with her tongue motion. And she knows that you notice which makes you both racing to the self control loss faster and faster…
*
Sun sets completely and the tops of the trees are painted silver by the Moon raised by princess Luna far north in Canterlot. But here is only one princess. You both return to the campfire to see it burning fine and steady – it was a good idea to place enough fire wood properly right in the fire place before… going to freshen up.
Fluttershy jumps on one hoof shaking away some water plant she managed to catch on her leg while returning. She then takes a towel from her backpack and wraps around herself. You don’t bother dressing, instead of that you sit on the log near the fire feeling its pleasant heat. Fluttershy sits on your lap unbraiding her hair to dry it.
“Hey, guys, you’re back,” you both turn to the tent to see Rarity getting out stretching and yawning. “I must have fallen asleep, sorry. Let me wake up completely and I’ll put on some tea. And if you’re still ready to secure me in the water…”
She stumbles seeing you both half naked sitting at the faire. Half as Fluttershy sits on your lap wrapped in her towel and conveniently covers you where necessary.
The remnants of sleep leave Rarity while colour red crawls on her cheeks instead. But a sly smile does also. Fluttershy combs her hair like nothing is happening.
Rarity trots around the fire place and sits on the log next to you from another side. She then leans to you and snuggles to keep warm.
“You know what, Flutters,” she says with small devils dancing in her smiling eyes… or maybe those are glares from the fire. “I think I need to overcome myself and learn some polymorph magic from you. Will you share some handy knowledge?”
“I need to think about that,” Fluttershy laughs heartily while hugging you with her free hand and kissing Rarity in the nose.
You roll your eyes. It seems it is a long night ahead…
Tranquility is the best word to describe the place. Celestia’s sun shines high in the blue clear sky and makes the whole snowy mountain side look like a pile of brilliants, glistening in its rays so bright, that even your sunglasses can barely shield it. The grizzle top of the mountain is clearly visible today with white and light-gray cowlicks of snow, blown by the wind from its peak. And the snowy chute guarded by two walls of dark-green fir-trees looks like it is made specifically for alpine skiing, suitable even for a beginner, without sharp rocks, dangerous chasms or any other surprises. Almost an epitome of safety.
But the main thing, this place is blessed by the creation with, is silence. Nopony miles around, even the trees stand like cut from the solid stone, when there is no wind to disturb their frozen sleep. Your skis press and cut the dense snow, being the only source of the sound here, except your own breath. The only other place alike in Equestria you know, is Everfree forest, yet the latter is filled with wild life, while this place seems deserted. Perhaps there are others, but you haven’t yet came across any like that, because of omnipresent ponies with their constant “brownian motion”.
You have nothing against ponies to be frank, actually you came here with two of them as well, but sometimes the chatty rattle of Ponyville is getting under you skin and you simply need some rest. Those two girls are a special case though. One is your fiancée, new Princess of Kindness – Fluttershy, and another… You sigh inwardly. Another is her best friend Rarity, who finally convinced Shy to teach her that polymorph magic.
Since that moment Rarity was completely happy training that spell each time, when she was around you, with an obvious aim to gain more attention. The first couple of times it was utterly hilarious, as to your surprise – you thought that Rarity was the least possible pony to forget about that as a fashionista – she forgot that human girls wore clothes… well usually. When Rarity transformed and found herself being completely naked, you had to think fast and catch the red as a carrot anthropomorphic pony lady with violet hair and tail, before she managed to rush out of your house just like that, granting the half of Ponyville the unforgettable image of a naked girl leaving your with Fluttershy home.
Naturally you couldn’t allow that. So you held Rarity until Fluttershy wrapped her in a coverlet. Rarity in her turn was so shocked, that she seemingly didn’t realize that she stood a good few minutes completely naked in your tight embrace, snuggling her entire body into you and hiding her muzzle in your neck. Then both you and Shy spent perhaps half an hour trying to calm your friend, who instantly lost concentration, after the first shock released her, and returned to her usual unicorn form, crying and lamenting about “being hopeless and half-horned”.
Her eyes started to glow with realization to the end of that talk though. And, frankly speaking, you were not completely sure that the next similar episode was… totally accidental. Yet the concentration and spell control along with controlling her anthropomorphic body still brought Rarity a bit of trouble.
The latter was the exact reason of you three coming here that time. You thought that skiing was the right thing for Rarity to learn to control her anthro body and spell and entertain herself at the same time. Fluttershy had enough experience already, as you both managed to get away for a ride together numerous times already. So you thought that two of you were more than enough to teach and support Rarity, a new pair of fine skis was made and… here you were on the slide.
You chuckle, remembering the first time you came across that idea. Shy was enthusiastic, but the ski workshop made you stumble for two weeks, before you could pass the idea of proper human version of the skis suitable for alpine skiing and a few pairs were made. Of course ponies had skis, but those were naturally different and they used them, when it was necessary to cover some distance on thick snow, not for some wicked slides. The unicorn master looked at you very strangely, when you explained, what you needed those for.
You stop musing and make a sharp turn on the more gently sloping part of the slide, where actually your specified track ends, and wait for the girls. This slide is easy enough, but you don’t want to risk, as Rarity is only a beginner yet. There are a few rocks covered with snow, forming natural springboards on the track. One can slide over them and jump or pass them by. You and Fluttershy jump off those rocks occasionally, using your wings to balance in the air. Rarity laughs and calls you both cheaters, she passes the rocks instead, finding herself not daring enough for the tricks yet. You’re not going to rush her as you see, the girl does her best already. There is time for everything.
Usually you go first to control the slide and signal the girls, if something changes. Then both girls descend, Rarity first with Fluttershy following close to help if necessary.
Contrary to aforementioned serenity paradise of Everfree it’s freezing cold here. You lower your scarf and your breath forms a white cloud of steam, which settles as hoarfrost on your black anorak with almost audible tinkling of tiny ice crystals. Risking to freeze off your ears you kick back your hood to enjoy the crisp silence. You check the sun position and decide to tell the girls that one more descent and you all are returning to the hunting lodge to have a rest and warm your legs, wings and tails.
“Just a perfect holiday, like back on Earth,” you think, looking at the snowy mountain slide, framed with high dark green fir-trees and glistening in the sun. “I could even imagine, I wasn’t leaving.”
The thoughts about the hunting lodge warm you up instantly, you already anticipate the cup of hot tea, warm blanket, the hearth; and even the perspective of bringing some fire wood and putting some effort to ignite it first can’t spoil the pleasant feeling, which nests inside you. The wide smile forms on your face, while you wipe your sunglasses.
When princess Celestia found out that you two were going skiing for quite a while, she told you about that house built in the forest on the mountain side. Initially it must have been used as a hunting lodge indeed, but those days were gone, yet the house was kept in exemplary order. You told the princess that you were going to take Rarity this time, and were instantly granted the permission to do whatever you like with that house, with natural exception of ruining it down, but Celestia knew you well enough to realize that variant was impossible. Of course the permission could partially root in Celestia knowing that Luna planned to join you this time, as the New moon was coming so she naturally was going to have a couple of free nights. Not to mention that there was no real difference for her, from where to control the Moon.
Anyway it was a blessing, as previously you and Shy were to call it a day and head back home as soon as any of you got tired or froze. This time you had all the conveniences to stay in the mountains for the several days in a row.
You look from under your arm at the track, where Rarity slides in the cloud of snowflakes. Looking like an ice queen in her white and blue ski suit, she sweeps past you and stops a bit lower on the mountain side, making an elegant turn. She prefers to wear earflaps and a headband not to spoil her manedress.
“How it is this time, darling?” she asks, raising her sunglasses to the forehead with a bright smile.
“Much better, Rarity. You’ll catch up with Shy soon!” you show both thumbs up, smirking then putting your hood on.
“And here she goes!” Rarity raises her eyes, pointing at Fluttershy, who slides off the rock “springboard” and soaring in the air. With a faint tint of white envy Rarity watches your marefriend making a loop, then spreading her beautiful wings, which look golden in the sunshine, and softly landing to continue the slide. She then stops right next to you, slightly powdering your legs with snow.
“Woohoo!” Fluttershy kicks back the hood of her beige anorak, letting her lush pink hair spread over her shoulders and granting you a loving smile. “That was amazing! Let’s repeat, dear.”
She catches her breath, while Rarity joins you both, stepping sideways not to slide off.
“You both are real cheaters!” she pouts jokingly, hinting at your shameless use of wings to balance you through the jumps. “This way I will never catch up with you… at least because of underestimating myself, compared to you,” she nudges and sticks out her tongue at you.
You three laugh, feeling that rare careless happiness, which only best friends or lovers are granted with.
“Listen, ladies,” you say, wrapping your hands on both girls’ shoulders. “Shall we have another ride then wend to Tia's hunting lodge, ere we freeze in entirety?”
“You definitely spend too much time with Luna,” snorts Fluttershy, putting her hood back. “Even start talking like her.”
“You know, darling, she has point,” nods Rarity. “But I’m all for another one descent. You both were right, it was a great fun indeed.”
“Well, then…” you take out a long rope with loops on both ends, giving one loop to Shy and the middle of the rope to Rarity, leaving yourself another loop. “Let’s go, the sun is setting already and the temperature follows. I will need to chop more firewood and kindle the fireplace yet.”
Nopony prepared this mountain side for skiing, so there is no funicular and, while you both can fly up fast enough, Rarity would have a really hard time, climbing back to your starting point. So you naturally came to the simplest decision: you and Shy dragged Rarity up the slide with this improvised harness, while Rarity held the rope and enjoyed the ride. This was the fastest and safest method as well.
In about ten minutes you reach the upper point of your track, stopping at the horizontal area of mountain side and letting Rarity catch her breath.
“Woah!” she huffs, dropping the rope and shaking her mane. “Please, guys, next time cut me some slack… I’m still not sure, if my ears haven’t stayed below along with my stomach.”
Fluttershy giggles, landing and patting Rarity’s back.
“Come on, girl. It wasn’t as fast as you slide down, so…”
You land and clip back your skis, Shy is ready and flexing, while you fiddle with the locks.
“OK, ladies, in the usual order… Just don’t fall behind much. We need time to get back to the house before it’s too cold.”
“Beware,” teases Fluttershy. “Next time we’ll beat you on the race!” she shares the fist bump with Rarity and both girls laugh.
You huff and push yourself up with the ski poles and over the edge, making the fir-trees start their mad race past you. Wind whistles in your ears and tries to drag the hood from your head despite the ties. A quick glance on the sky makes you frown, the frost will harden in a couple of hours maximum, you think, while skirting the rocks on your way down, if you should call it a day already, instead of another slide, and head to the warm comfort of the lodge.
This time Rarity falls behind a little and Fluttershy finishes right after you, riding by and stopping almost shoulder to shoulder with you. Rarity slides a little further as it is still a bit hard for her to perfect both technique and timing.
She turns to you and waves her hand, sticking the pole in the snow. You mentally notice the mistake – never let go poles or skis on the slide unless the emergency calls for that, nopony knows what can happen the next moment.
“Guys, I did it, I did it!” the joy in her voice is almost palpable. “I jumped off the rock for the first time, darling. The landing was a bit hard, but I coped…”
Fluttershy looks at you, wide smile lightens her pretty face.
“Attagirl!” you both cheer Rarity for her first trick, another small victory.
A loud dry distant click sounds far above and echoes through the forested mountain side like a gunshot. You know very well, what that means.
“Fucking glacier!” blazes in your head. “Tia warned you about possible problems just in case.”
There is no time to waste looking back, you already know, what you can see there. Almost automatically you grab Fluttershy on her hips and push her up and away in the air. Instinctively she spreads her wings and soars, while you push yourself forward, trying to reach Rarity in one desperate flurry… before it’s too late.
You see the terror in her wide open eyes, while she looks behind your back, frozen on the place with her mouth slightly open from shock. Then a soft wall pushes you in the back with the force of an express, something more solid hits your head and the world around you becomes dark and muffled, as you lose your consciousness.
Nopony knows how long have you been unconscious, but when you regain your senses, you find out that you can’t see anything, almost can’t hear through the thick layer of the snow and… it is freezing cold here. You feel like a damned shrimp on ice, thankfully the snow is loose and you can breathe.
Suddenly your right hand, which was raised when the avalanche buried you, feels the cold air. You release the pole handle and close and open your palm to show that you’re still here. The sound of snow being removed becomes more and more pronounced, as somepony continues digging you out of the frosty grave.
The light strikes your eyes and you involuntarily squint, feeling that your eyelashes got covered in the snow frosting. When you are able to open them, you find Fluttershy, who leans above you, her eyes are full of tears, but she digs and pushes away snow with the speed of a good excavator, biting her lower lip.
“Thanks” you mutter, when you are able to open your lips violet from the cold. Then a chilling thought strikes you brain like a thunderbolt and goes down your spine with an ice cold razor. “Rarity!”
You need to get out of the snow as soon as possible and start looking for your fashionista friend. You try not to think what could happen, and shoo away the mental image of Sweetie Belle’s eyes… if…
“No! No fucking way!” you shout at yourself inwardly.
“Launching” Fluttershy in the air was an excellent idea, thus she avoided the avalanche completely and probably was able to spot approximately where you were, so she didn’t let you freeze to the ice cube condition.
In a few minutes your torso is free from the white captivity, but when you twitch, you find out that something still holds you in place. But the blood already moves faster through your veins and you can speak normally.
“The wings,” you show Fluttershy where to remove extra snow. “They anchor me still.”
Your marefriend sniffs and nods then starts pushing the snow along the shown lines. She puts her gloves back not to freeze her hands, as she probed the snow with bare hand, looking for you before.
“You’re pure gold!” you breathe out stroking her shoulder, it’s hard to tell a snicker or a whimper leaves her mouth at that moment.
A few moments later you are able to pull the wings out of the snow and with a single fierce flap you jerk yourself out onto the surface.
“How long have you been looking for me, dear?” you ask Fluttershy, scanning the suddenly changed landscape in hope to find any clues where Rarity can be.
“About fifteen minutes,” she trembles and you hug her tight. “Sweet Celestia, if you didn’t push me up, we most likely all froze to death here. I was able to raise above the avalanche and almost spotted, where you were buried in the snow. It took me a while to find you actually and I started panicking, before I finally caught your arm.”
She sobs on your chest, but you find strength to hold her and look into her face.
“I know, my love!” you try to speak as soft as you can not to show the panic, which makes your guts twist. “But we have no time. We must find Rarity. Fast.”
She sniffs and the tears miraculously dry in her eyes. Within seconds Fluttershy becomes rational and determined. You smile inwardly, you’re one lucky guy to find that kind of a princess. Then with another thought about Rarity and her sister your smile fades.
Fortunately the avalanche smeared on the slide and the layer of snow covering you was not very thick, Rarity must be somewhere close to the surface likewise. As you were buried on the spot without any chance to move given, you quickly determine the proper direction and crawl there on all four, probing the snow. Fluttershy follows slightly aside.
“Do you know any searching spells?” you know that your fiancée is a “newborn” alicorn, but the hope always dies last. “Tarnation!” you mentally scold yourself for mentioning Death at the moment, when it’s not smart to call her by her name.
Fluttershy simply shakes her head, she had no time to master everything. Who could know by the way? You both know, what it means. At the very least that you need to be fast, but very accurate in your search. She tries to not let the fear flood her and continues helping you.
After a few minutes you both start panicking inwardly. It’s about half an hour, maybe more, as Rarity is under the snow. You don’t know how you will come to Applejack, who took Rarity’s younger sister for the time you were skiing. What will you say? What is can be said in that case? You know that you both can’t replace Sweetie Belle her sister.
A muffled moan leaves your mouth and you bite your lip, a few drops of blood bloom on the snow.
Then your hand meets something more solid than snow around. You start digging madly and in a second Fluttershy joins you.
“Merlin’s pants!” a hoof you found is a blessing, you need no more.
There is a glove near in the snow and you grab it and put in your pocket automatically – you will need everything to keep warmth later. For a few minutes you and Fluttershy dig and throw away snow like a couple of mad dachshunds. Rarity is there, she returned to her pony form naturally after shock and loosing consciousness. That’s not good, as her human clothes are too big for her pony body and she loses heat catastrophically. Thanks Celestia, she is alive – when you put your hand on her chest, you can feel the heartbeat and her superficial breathing. But she is really cold as ice.
Digging her out of the snow reveals one more problem. Her hind leg is bent under unnatural angle and evidently broken.
“Oh, calamity!” breathe you, grinding your teeth in despair. Time is working against you, when you throw a quick glance at the sky, you realize that it will get dark in a hour or so. The frost strengthens and your chances flow away like water from the cracked cup.
“Honey, please…” you call Fluttershy, while grabbing Rarity’s skis and snapping them in half each.
Fluttershy kneels next to Rarity and golden aura envelopes the broken leg. Your princess naturally learned all healing spells, she could, first, being the Element of Kindness. The leg repositions properly and presumably is given a magical nudge towards healing itself.
You accurately put two halves of the ski at both sides of Rarity’s leg and take off your anorak. Raising your sweater you rip your shirt out and away, quickly making a few bandages. But that’s not enough to fixate her leg.
“There is no point in you freezing, dear!” Fluttershy adjusts your sweater and makes you stop for a second to put your anorak back on. She ensures that you properly button it up entirely. Then you remember about the rope harness, thankfully it is still with you.
Another pair of ski parts goes above and below Rarity’s leg and the whole construction is tightly, but not to prevent normal blood flow, fixated with the rope. Now it’s fine. You wrap Rarity in her ski suit as tight as possible, considering the difference between pony and anthro forms, and lift her up.
“Darling,” you turn to Fluttershy. “Whither are thy skis?”
She points to the mountain side a few yards aside, where she stuck them and the poles into the snow, not noticing that you slid to Luna’s manner of speech again.
“We may need them,” you say simply and she rushes to grab them.
You’ve done all you could here and no words are necessary to realize that you need to hurry. You both soar in the chilling air, heading to the hunting lodge. You carry Rarity, trying to hold her closer to warm her at least a little. Fluttershy follows slightly below to secure you both.
Blessed be the genius, who built that house on the mountain side among the fir-trees. The avalanche didn’t pass the forested part and the hunting lodge stays intact, promising you salvation. You land at the front door and kick open it, bringing Rarity inside. It’s not cold here, but definitely not warm enough for your mission.
You put Rarity, wrapped in her ski suit to keep as much heat as possible, on a big bed and cover her with the blanket.
“Shy, stay with her and hold her tight,” you turn to your fiancée. “I’ll get more firewood and be back soon.”
You close the door behind you tightly to make the frost stay in your company, not the girls’, and take an axe. You need it not to chop some logs, as the loud sound can cause another avalanche and nopony knows, what can happen this time. You won’t take any chances. The axe is necessary to separate the smaller parts, you fortunately chopped last evening, in case the whole stack got frozen solid.
*
In half an hour the fire is roaring in the old hearth and the temperature inside the house starts raising. But you find out that it’s not enough, besides it raises too slow. Rarity’s pulse is elusively thin and her breath is barely audible. She will turn into an icicle, if you both don’t invent something effective.
“Think, damn you, think!” you rub your face with your hands. Fluttershy holds Rarity in her embrace, lying next to her, and watches you with concern.
“Look, we can’t use water to warm her,” you turn to the girls. “It’ll either take her heat rather, or burn her skin faster than warm her. It’s warm for us here, but obviously not enough to change her condition.”
“And I can’t force it heating faster anyway,” you almost sigh. “Besides we have a limited amount of fire wood, still we absolutely need to hold till tomorrow.”
“Luna must come tomorrow,” you think about her, as about a savior. She can teleport with Rarity instantly, and you both can easily get home then. But the main task remains – Rarity must hold till that moment at any cost.
“Then there is only one way,” Fluttershy releases Rarity and sits on the bed. “It must work.”
You look at your love fixedly. Perhaps you know, what she is talking about, but this is… Well, it seems you both… you three have no choice.
Fluttershy approaches and starts undressing you.
“Please,” she whispers in your ear. “Do it for me, if you can’t do it for Rarity. She is my best friend… and…”
You both know, what she implies. For a moment Sweetie Belle’s eyes full of tears appear in your inner sight, to make you drop your hesitation. The quick, yet passionate kiss seals the decision.
You free Rarity from her ski suit as cautiously as possible, minding her broken leg, and snuggle her small, compared to you, frame into your naked body. Shiver comes down your spine, so cold she still is.
You sit on the edge of the bed, holding Rarity in front of you and placing her legs in natural manner to keep the broken one intact. Fluttershy gets rid of her clothes and sits behind you, snuggling into you in her turn and wrapping you all in her wings first and then in a thick blanket. Grandfather clock ticking, counting time you spend in your tight cocoon.
*
A couple of hours passes and you feel that Rarity’s pulse and breathing become more even and strong… but she is still unconscious and cold. Your body, warmed from behind by Fluttershy, loses heat on the other side and your chest is seemingly of the same temperature as Rarity now.
“It’s not enough, I’m afraid,” you slightly turn your head and whisper to Fluttershy. “I’m not sure, if I give her heat or take it away now.”
“So we need to heat you up, my love,” your heart skips a beat, when soft lips touch your ear and Fluttershy coos. “Give me a minute, I’ll come up with something…”
She gets off the bed and stands in front of you with her hands on her hips, biting her lower lip. The whole pose is involuntary, she is simply thinking. But you can’t hold yourself from eyeing her gracious figure, long fit legs, silky hips, flat stomach, big high breasts, tender hands. You raise your glance at her face and feel that you are ready to do absolutely anything for that amazing princess of yours.
Her luxurious pink hair cover her shoulders and fall on her breasts, curling around her nipples, which become hard in the cooler air. Her tail wraps around her muscular leg and the contrast of her hair and tanned skin makes you mouth almost watering of the desire to kiss her legs. At that moment your hottest wish is to run your tongue all over them from the toes to the inner thighs, make her shiver and beg for your caresses, kiss her Venus hill which is also decorated by perfectly trimmed pink fluff. No wonder that your body responds already and starts heating, you feel your manhood naturally waking and raising.
Fluttershy shakes her hair, coming to some decision, and you become instantly enveloped in the sweet flower and honey aroma. She then kneels to you and spreads your legs. An electric discharge of million volts runs through your body, when her tender fingers touch your member, stroke your inner thighs, play with your balls. She puts one hand under your scrotum, warming it and gently stroking, another glorious palm works on your shaft, pumping it, running the tips of her fingers around the head.
Naturally, after a minute of feeling like being caressed by a pack of hot butterflies, you are hard as a wolfram rod and hot as an oven. Now it goes without saying that you are giving heat to Rarity and you can see the difference.
“Can you lay down on the bed?” asks Fluttershy hoarsely.
You look down at her and notice that she squeezes her thighs tight, she is excited not less than you are, as two flaming pink spots on her cheeks tell.
Laying on the bed calls for readjusting Rarity’s position not to affect her traumatized leg and you are to stand first. Fluttershy watches your pride fixedly and you can notice how she involuntarily gulps. Her hand is between her thighs now and her self-control is twice thinner than a few minutes ago.
“I want you,” breathes out Fluttershy, running her hand up your leg and slightly pushing you to the bed.
You pull Rarity up slightly, her nose snuggles into your neck tickling you with her breath, and lay down on the bed, holding her tighter.
The first touch of hot silky lips on the head is striking and tears a low lusty moan from your mouth. Fluttershy giggles quietly as she continues kissing your shaft, your scrotum, your inner thighs, making your sword wobble from tension and become even harder, if that is possible.
The first touch of her tongue makes your whole body twitch and your grip around Rarity tightens. Telling yourself that you must be careful with her, you drown in the bliss of Fluttershy’s caresses, while she is working on you as on her favourite ice-cream, teasing, prolonging the pleasure.
Her tongue plays on your shaft, curling around, dancing, and the contrast between cooler air and Fluttershy’s burning hot breath makes you flutter so hard, that she needs to place both hands on your thighs to fix you in place. Her excitement relays to you, as you feel how her fingers tighten the grasp rhythmically in pace with her tongue and lips.
At the moment she can’t hold herself any longer, Fluttershy takes your entire length in her mouth with a lusty moan, which becomes muffled as you fill her. She moves her head up and down, while her tongue continues dancing around your shaft, now wrapping around it, squeezing and almost milking it.
This makes you pant and tremble, involuntarily arcing up and snuggling tighter into Rarity. Your hands stroke her coat and hair instinctively, caressing her shoulders, back and sides. You find strength to raise your head between Flutteshy’s fierce thrusts and throw a quick glance on her.
“I love you, my princess,” you breathe out faintly.
She makes a pause to grant you with a loving smile… and nods, silently allowing you to continue, what you’re doing.
When you run your fingers through Rarity’s lush mane, massaging her head, and your other hand reaches her butt and squeezes it gently, with a weak sigh Rarity wakes from her faint. Her eyes are still half closed and she nuzzles your neck, enjoying the smell of your hair, like if she is still half asleep, seemingly in a very pleasant dream.
You don’t know, if this miracle is magical or simply bio-electric, but apparently it works – Rarity’s body temperature is now much closer to a living pony than an icicle. Thanks Fluttershy, to say without false modesty, your goddess! It’s awfully hard to hold any coherent thought in your head now, when she starts eagerly deepthroating you. Your mind dissolves in the bliss, causing much louder moans and fluttering.
Rarity finally wakes up completely, only to find herself tightly snuggled into your entirely naked body, your hands stroking her coat and mane. With widening eyes she watches you, arcing under her and panting heavily.
“Am I dead and in my personal paradise?” she whispers.
“No! Thanks Celestia… and even more, thanks Fluttershy, you’re alive,” you half moan, half whimper, feeling as Fluttershy’s head bobs faster and faster over your dick. “And that’s me in my parada-a-a-a-AHHH!!!”
Rarity raises a little, resting her fore hooves on your chest, and looks back over her shoulder. With the last remnants of self-control you notice, how her eyes dilate, as their with Fluttershy glances meet. Rarity’s cheeks become carrot red, but that’s rather the colour of excitement, as it spreads to her neck and then her chest almost instantly. She doesn’t lose time and wraps her fore legs around your neck, pressing her lips to yours, rushing her tongue into your mouth and sharing your heavy breath and moans. You grasp her buttcheeks and squeeze them quite hard, making her squeak and press herself into you tighter.
Fluttershy is now a hurricane, her tongue and lips literally milk your dick and you can feel her hot breath on your stomach, when she takes you in on full length. Your fingers reach Rarity’s marehood, feeling how noticeably hot, swollen and wet it becomes. Hardening even more you finally explode and shoot your long built load one round after another in Fluttershy’s hot craving mouth.
“Oh, FLUTTERSH-A-A-A-A-AHH!!!”
Perhaps your shout, rolling through the lodge and out, can cause another avalanche, but at the very moment you couldn’t give less buck.
Squeezing the last drips from you, Fluttershy gets on the bed, joining you and Rarity. You both watch how she demonstratively swallows your load and wipes a few drops from her lower lip, she then licks her fingers, looking directly into your eyes.
An excited whimper becomes muffled when Fluttershy covers Rarity’s lips with her own and grants her a sensual kiss. Then both girls try to kiss you at the same time, making it a small mess and a tongue struggle. Fluttershy giggles and hugs you both, covering with her wing. When she presses into you, wrapping her legs around your hips, you feel how hot and wet she is down there, besides bright pink is not the natural colour of her skin.
“I’m sorry, my love,” you rub your nose against hers. “Give me a few minutes, OK?”
“All my time is yours,” she smiles and her hot palm lays on your sword, helping it to become “unsheathed and ready for battle” again.
You realize that all this time your hands are gently stroking Rarity’s flower, making her coo and excitedly nuzzle you already. You’re unsure, if you should continue, but Rarity slightly bites your shoulder and breathes out.
“Just don’t stop it, I’m begging you!”
“Oh… if you don’t mind, of course, darling… Squee!” she glances at Fluttershy and red spots appear on her white cheeks again.
“Not at all!” smirks Fluttershy, resting her head on your shoulder. “I’m totally fine about a little sharing with my best friend today…”
“Don’t stop,” she barely whispers in your ear. “She needs it. We both want her to get well.”
Another weak moan leaves Rarity’s mouth, yet she raises her head to reach Fluttershy and kiss her. Then Rarity’s eyes widen, she remembers.
“Oh, dear!” she mutters, trembling. “Guys, what happened? I mean, after the avalanche got us… I can’t remember.”
“No wonder!” you gently stroke her head, when she puts it on your chest again, apparently she is too weak yet. “You spent more than half an hour under the snow, before we could find and get you out.”
You briefly tell her everything about the avalanche, snow captivity, how Fluttershy dug you out and you both searched for Rarity, how you were to warm her with your bodies, when nothing else helped. Everything.
“You have your leg broken, Rarity,” you finish your story. “So be careful please. Can you feel it?”
“I feel it and it aches a little, but nothing like a broken bone I suppose,” answers Rarity surprisingly.
“You should thank Fluttershy for that,” you gently squeeze your fiancée’s hip, making her coo something lusty in your ear. “Personally I would be able to rig up a splint only and it would ache much worse.”
“And please avoid using polymorph magic for now,” you warn Rarity, who spreads on you like a soft blanket, kissing your neck and rubbing her cheek against yours. “It may provide only problems as your leg is fixated and any position or size change is unwelcome.”
“So our biggest problem for now is to keep us warm till the morning,” you continue massaging Rarity, while you talk, and a hot drop falls on your stomach at the same moment as Rarity gives out a little squeak. Her heart beats faster now and she definitely stops freezing.
“I think, we managed to solve that little problem quite effectively,” murmurs Fluttershy with a sly smile, stroking you again and watching your reaction.
She gets up to add firewood to the hearth and finds you gotten entirely on the bed and ready for action, when she returns.
“Excellent!” Fluttershy breathes out, throwing a glance of half-lidded eyes over the promising perspective.
Without further hesitation she mounts you and squeezes your sides with her knees. She lowers herself slowly, letting the head touch her labia, but she doesn’t hurry to let it in. It is a special pleasure for her to tease you, rubbing her flower on your sword, stimulating both its head and her clit, looking you in the eyes, catching each moment of them filling with lust instead of meaningfulness.
With a groan you bend, trying to reach her, to get inside, her hot juices are dripping on your cock, driving you insane. But she catches you upon your plan and backs up slightly, still teasing, raising one eyebrow and shaking head.
“Aaaha! Not yet!” she says with a sly smile, licking her lips and winking to you. Apparently this is her little sweet revenge for the first time being for you only. But this only makes your erection steel hard.
Meanwhile Rarity covers your neck and shoulders with her wet passionate kisses. You can’t be sure, but perhaps she has left one or two sucks already. Smirking inwardly you run your fingernails down her back, just barely touching her skin and making her flutter really hard in your hands.
Finally Fluttershy remembers that she is the Princess of Kindness, presumably, and it’s about time to show some mercy. With one slow glorious move she impales herself on full length of your shaft, letting out a long happy moan.
You raise on your elbows slightly, not to drop Rarity on the bed, and watch how your marefriend sends hot waves of pleasure through your body one by one with each move of her amazing hips. She is almost on the edge, but prefers to keep her eyes open and look into yours, fixedly, confidently, even dominantly. Obviously she is enjoying each second of her ride, feeling herself in charge and giving you an excellent view of herself burning from pleasure.
Perhaps this is not enough for her, as she reaches Rarity’s lower back and butt with her fingernails and starts gently scratching her, teasing, making Rarity instantly lose breath, put her fore hooves onto your chest and bend wildly. Fluttershy strokes Rarity’s marehood, tenderly rubbing her swollen pussy, and presses a finger against her cherry, making Rarity roll her eyes and let out a high girly scream of sheer lust.
It’s too much for you to part in that passively and you raise to sit on the bed, leaning on one hand and holding Rarity with another, trying to help your princess thrusting against her. Immediately Rarity wraps all her healthy legs around you and rests her head on your shoulder, panting and squeaking, as Fluttershy fingers her intensively, while speeding on your dick.
Fluttershy’s eyes almost roll up and she reaches her hand to grab the back of your head to keep balance. She spreads her wings, bumping down a chair and laughing at her sudden clumsiness. Her thrusts resemble a jackhammer now and with almost a roar she finishes, splashing a hot load of her love juices on your stomach and crotch. She leans to you to place a long passionate kiss, not pressing to tight, remembering there is still Rarity between your hot sweaty larger bodies.
“Now it’s your turn, dear!” she whispers in Rarity’s ear, releasing you and dropping on the bed.
You still haven’t finished, naturally releasing the excessive tension at the first time, you are ready to endure much more than that. Besides being passive is not your game to be honest.
“OK,” you think. “If Shy doesn’t mind, then it seems Rarity will finally get, what she wanted all the time.”
“I’m afraid, darling, I can’t do much at the moment,” Rarity looks into your eyes apologetically. “With that leg… and I think I’m still too weak for action.”
“Don’t worry,” you smile and kiss Rarity’s nose. “I won’t let you unsatisfied, just because you can’t help me much.”
You put your hand on Fluttershy’s stomach, feeling as her muscles contract under your touch. It seems your girl is capable of more as well.
Indeed, she sits on the edge of the bed to watch her show, when you raise and lift Rarity, holding her in your hands. Rarity wraps her hooves around your neck and looks into your eyes with love and trust, it is now obvious that she waited long for a moment like that.
“Just be gentle,” she whispers in your ear, licking it slightly. “You’re too big for me, darling!”
You nod then remind her to avoid transformation, in case she forgets in bliss or wants to accommodate better. Slowly you push your cock, swollen and wobbling from excitement, still covered in Fluttershy’s vaginal juices, into Rarity’s craving pussy. She is tight and hot and Rarity weakly squeaks from your size, despite you’re being overly attentive. But that’s an surprised exclamation, not painful.
As she can mostly hold on you, not do anything actively, you practically “skewer” her on your sword, slowly, gently, going only halfway deep. She moans excitedly with each thrust, biting her lower lip not to scream loud in a totally non-ladylike manner. Her cheeks are flaming already and the reddening spreads on her neck and chest quickly.
Meanwhile Fluttershy sits on the edge of the bed, her legs are spread and her hand is fluttering over her marvelous rose, trying to sync with the rhythm of you two. She watches you, breathing heavily and licking her lips which suddenly became very hot and dry. This image in return arouse you both.
“I think I’m ready,” pants Rarity in your ear, putting her head on your shoulder and closing her eyes in anticipation. You can feel that she relaxed noticeably, so does her vagina, straightening, readying to accommodate.
You start slower deeper thrusts, causing more panting and moans. Suddenly Rarity covers your mouth with her lips and catches you off guard, pushing her tongue inside and conquering you entirely. She squeezes you tightly and pushes herself on full length of your shaft. Her happy moan comes muffled, as she keeps kissing you, rolling her tongue in your mouth. Her inner muscles hold you, sending waves of soft, hot, wet pleasure as they contract around your cock.
Soon the full harmony is reached, as Rarity gets used to your size and ready for intense action.
“I want you, darling!” she coos, rubbing her hoof against your chest, as you keep impaling her slowly and teasingly. “Take me harder and faster, I need you!”
“As you wish, milady!” you smirk and start the race. At the moment you still can control yourself, but something tells you this won’t last long, as Rarity squeezes you inside consciously and intensively. She compensates her forced immobilization by her vaginal muscles magic and you feel how heat slowly but inevitably spreads on your stomach and thighs.
A quick glance to the bed shows you, Fluttershy watching you with dilated eyes. She bites her lips, one hand is working on her flower another squeezes her breast, rubbing the nipple. She is almost there, trembling, panting and moaning through clenched teeth, her pupils start floating as she loses control.
“I want you to cum inside me!” breathes Rarity out in between of thrusts. You speed up, making her roll her eyes and lean back, holding on your shoulders. Her small white body burns and her inner walls tighten their grip around your shaft in fast convulsions till you blast your load, which is much bigger this time, filling her with your semen. A squeak from the bed tells you that Fluttershy finishes almost in time with you both.
You sit on the bed next to your princess, catching your breath and holding suddenly becoming limp and heavy Rarity. She rests on your chest, weakly stroking you with her hoof, while you and Fluttershy are gently kissing.
After a few minutes Fluttershy crawls on the bed on all four, granting you an amazing view of her rear, while she bends and stretches like a big cat. She gets under the blanket and you kneel on the bed and accurately put Rarity, who is almost sleeping already, next to Shy.
“Have a rest you both and keep warm,” you cover them both carefully to preserve the heat.
“Where… are you going?” asks Rarity in a sleepy voice, while Fluttershy asks the same just with her eyes, hugging Rarity and getting her closer.
“I’ll check around the house,” you tell both girls. “Maybe I can pick off more logs from the pile. I’ll be right back, don’t worry.”
You quickly dress and take the axe, exiting the lodge and closing the door shut. You just need to try, the fire won’t burn eternally without fuel, but you need to keep the temperature till morning… or a little longer, if the help comes late. You can’t travel with Rarity, as you can’t keep her warm outside. She must transform not, but the human clothes aren’t made for a pony body. Neither of you can simply teleport home, let alone with somepony else. And you’re still very tight on firewood.
Fifteen minutes of fiddling an axe in snow result in a couple more logs available for usage. That’s not good and now your work tinted with worrying. Oh, well, buck it! It’s too cold here, you tell yourself that you’ll try in the morning, when Tia raises the Sun. You could probably try to reach Luna, but you doubt you can master enough concentration at the moment. Anyway you return to the house with the axe and your “loot”, putting the logs closer to the hearth to let them dry a little.
When you undress and start crawling under the blanket, the girls separate from their embrace and welcome you amidst. A pair of sleepy hands and a pair of sleepy fore legs wrap around you, while Fluttershy and Rarity snuggle tighter into you. After a couple of minutes only the even breath of you three and the crackling of the fire in the hearth breach the silence of the old hunting lodge.
*
You have no idea how much time passed, but when you wake, it’s still dark outside. There is faint red light in the room given by almost extinguished hearth, but that is not what wakes you. You feel the soft kiss on your cheek and the hand on your chest and… there is no blanket over you.
“Shhhh! Quiet,” whispers Fluttershy in your ear with a soft giggle. “I think she is still sleeping.”
Then you get fully awake and realize that your reflexes got the best of yourself, your manhood is again proudly erect and Rarity is riding you slowly and gently… while being completely asleep. Your eyes dilate and you bite your thumb not to snort or say something.
As you suspected you couldn’t reach Luna and now it is next to impossible. You hope that nothing prevents her from coming in time, while feeling how your arousal inevitably builds up with each movement of Rarity up and down your shaft.
Fluttershy giggles again and raises on her elbow, leaning to you and uniting her lips with yours. You put your hand between her thighs, gently caressing her sweet spot. Then next half an hour passes by in that gentle slow passionate dance. Amazingly Rarity doesn’t wake, even when Fluttershy moans quite audibly and finishes, squeezing your fingers inside. This makes her somehow reach the release faster, but she still doesn’t wake, when her pussy contracts around your cock, which pumps another load into her.
When she quiets down, you gently catch her in your hands, helping her to lay down between you and your princess. Rarity needs to be warmed after her… “sleepwalking” exercises. Snuggling together you travel to the land of dreams again.
*
Next time you wake, it’s morning already. You get out of the bed and stretch, making your blood run faster. You check the girls, both are sleeping, hugging each other. The sun is already shining through the old house windows and the first rays reach the bed. Rarity frowns, when one especially playful ray starts tickling her nose. She turns away from the light and snuggles deeper into Fluttershy’s hair.
Fluttershy’s horn glows and she pulls the blanket higher on Rarity, covering her better. Apparently your princess holds everything under control even through sleep. You smile, watching the girls for a while, then get to the hearth. After perhaps ten minutes of struggling and quietly cursing yourself for forgetting to add firewood, when you woke the first time, the fire is burning again sending the wave of heat into slightly cooled room.
Feeling thirsty you turn to the table to take a jar of water and fill yourself a glass. The clink-clank of the glass and the gurgling of pouring water can’t muffle the quiet creak of the front door. With a cloud of frosty air somepony enters the lodge behind your back. Your naked back, moreover your completely naked self.
But you don’t give a buck! First, because when your girls sleeping near, you’re ready to kick anypony’s ass trying to sneak in; and second, because…
The familiar aroma of lavender reaches your nostrils and you feel yourself enveloped in lush dark blue hair, when the newcomer snuggles herself into your back. Two delicately shaped gloves drop on the table and two hot palms lay on your bare chest.
“Good morning, mine lief!” the sound of that voice makes your heart jump. “Forsooth lest I late to the most excit'ment.”
Wide smile lightens your face brighter than the morning sun from the window. You know that now everything is going to be alright!
Some - will be separate stories based on "The Guardian" storyline in general.
