> Un-Shy Shower
>  by The Lunar Rebel
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> MILF n' DILF
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    For the month of May, it was quite unusual for an eighty-degree heatwave to be scheduled by the Cloudsdale Weather Factory. But of course it was just one of those days when either one of the factory’s machines malfunctioned, or a schedule mix-up occured where extreme or violent weather would have to be made in order to make up for that particular error.
It was on this day that Fluttershy had decided to help her mother plant and provide plenty of water for her plants. Surely such an activity could be postponed until the weather would be more bearable; but Mrs. Shy was very particular about her gardening schedule so that she would tend to it rain or shine: of course thunderstorms would be the only exception though.
Luckily Mrs. Shy provided plenty of lemonade for both her and her daughter to keep themselves hydrated in the smoldering heat. By the time they were finished, the pitcher containing it was almost empty.
“Thanks again, sweetie for lending me an extra hand today,” Mrs. Shy said as both her and Fluttershy walked back into the house. Both mares were wearing light tank tops with trimmed shorts that framed their thighs and torsos in just the right way. Their manes styled into buns in order to keep their necks cooled off.
“I apologize though that I had to ask you to do this on a day where you would probably want to be with your friends at the swimming hole instead.”
“Oh there’s no need to apologize. I was happy to help you,” Fluttershy assured with her usual sincerity. “Besides there would be no way I would let you do this alone anyway, even if you didn’t ask me.”
Mrs. Shy chuckled. “You’re always too kind for your own good, dear. But that’s what makes me and your father so proud of you. Who knew something like that would also one day make you into one of Equestra’s best known heroes.”
“I sort of surprised myself actually. Anypony else could’ve been put in my position really, but in a way I’m kind of glad that it was me because it gave me more of a purpose with my abilities.”
Both mares shared a brief moment of bashful laughs before a breeze of humid air interrupted them.
“Whew. Say mom, would it be okay if I used your shower real quick?” Fluttershy asked. She normally didn’t ask others for favors in worry that she was coming across as being needy, but years spent with her friends has helped her be more confident in that endeavor.
“Of course you can… but..”
“But… what?” Fluttershy asked. Worry apparent in her tone.
“Well I sort of forgot to mention earlier on that I’m having a bit of a water shortage due to all the local consumption to deal with this heat,” Mrs. Shy explained with a look of guilt in her eyes. “There isn’t going to be enough water for us to take rotated showers.”
“Oh my. Well in that case then, you should probably go take one instead. You need it more than I do after all. I should be able to make it back to Ponyville alright to shower at my own home.”
Fluttershy went to gather a few of her belongings that she brought over with her before getting ready to walk out the door.
“It was really great seeing you; and that maybe next time when the weather is more nicer, I can bring over all or a few of my friends for tea and snacks if you wish.”
“That would be wonderful, Fluttershy. They’re always a delight to have around, especially Rainbow Dash. She’s always brought energy into our home when you and her played together as fillies.”
Fluttershy giggled. “Yeah. It’s quite surprising that she didn’t get bored with me since I couldn’t keep up with her most of the time. I’ll be sure to put in a word for you to her when I get back to Ponyville. Goodbye.”
“Goodbye, sweetie,” Mrs. Shy said while hiding the fact that she didn’t want her daughter to leave just yet.
It mostly was the fact of her instinct as a parent that she wished her children could stay with her until the end of her life; but that wouldn’t be right because she knew Fluttershy had her own life and responsibilities to tend to. She also wasn’t convinced that Fluttershy would really be able to make it back home despite her saying so. This heat would make anypony get heatstroke without water within minutes.
However though there was this third reason that Mrs.Shy knew would affect her and Fluttershy’s relationship on a whole different level: she was physically attracted to her own daughter.
She knew that this feeling was very wrong and illegal at best. Of course she had her doting husband to help satisfy any sexual itch if she needed it; but nowadays he needed medical assistance to help get it up rather than naturally. It was just one of the downsides of not being as young anymore.
In a way, Mrs. Shy saw much of herself in Fluttershy when she was her age given that her daughter inherited her big D-cup breasts and thick thighs. Despite given this high sexual appeal, Mrs. Shy never went about flaunting it due to her timid and insecure nature back then. When she met and married her husband it helped build up her confidence a bit more, but she still didn’t feel comfortable in her own skin without her husband by her side.
She apparently also had fantasies of what it would be like to be with other mares, but never acted to make them real.

Now that her daughter had developed into almost a splitting image of herself, Mrs. Shy was now seeing an opportunity to finally make her fantasies a reality. Of course it would’ve been more conventional if she just went to one of Cloudsdale’s bars to find another mare who would be willing to do a one-night stand with her. But doing this would be committing adultery, and Mrs. Shy wasn’t one to break the law. Yet would it count if she did it with somepony of her own blood?

The heat from the air and her emotions was making it hard for her to think clearly. What was apparent to her though was that a chance was slipping away that may not happen again for a long time; and that she didn’t want to wait longer than she needed to.
“Fluttershy, wait!” Mrs. Shy called out almost without any restraint.
Fluttershy immediately stopped in her tracks and spun around. The delivery of her mother’s tone was rather alarming, and it made her wonder if the older mare was in some kind of danger.
“Mom? What’s wrong? Are you alright?” Fluttershy asked a bit hurriedly as she immediately ran back over to her mother to console her.
Mrs. Shy realized then she might’ve unintentionally scared her daughter. She took a deep breath before collecting herself.
“Yes, sweetie I’m fine. I didn’t mean to sound like that,” she replied while giving a calming smile. “I just wanted to say that I think I have a solution to deal with this so you don’t have to trudge back through this awful weather.”
Fluttershy raised her brows looking perplexed, yet she was also relieved that her mom was okay.
“Really? What is it?”
“Well, this might seem a bit unorthodox,” Mrs. Shy began to hint that the message she was about to give her daughter might be a bit odd, even inappropriate; but she didn’t want Fluttershy to have a heart attack from sudden shock if she didn’t pick her words carefully. “...but I was thinking that if there isn’t enough water for two showers… then perhaps we maybe share it instead?”
It was a good thing Fluttershy wasn’t taking a sip of any drink at this moment because she would’ve done a spit-take.
“W-What?” Fluttershy stammered with an unexpected stiffness suddenly going to both her wings.
“I know, I know,” Mrs. Shy said while admittingly sounding embarrassed by her own words. “But it seems to be the only thing to do. Besides your father and Zephyr are currently out of town to attend that mane fashion show that Zephyr is taking part in, and they won’t be back until sometime tomorrow so we have the house to ourselves. Also we’ll only keep this between us. You don’t have to do this if you don’t want to of course.”
Fluttershy took a moment to ponder her mother’s suggestion. Indeed it seemed wrong at first since parents and their children were not commonly naked in front of one another, especially when they get older. This would be an exception if they were visiting a spa or traditional bath house.
In hindsight though, Fluttershy had never seen her mother naked before and had to admit she was curious about what it looked like since it was well shaped. Her father was lucky to marry such a beautiful, and great sculpted mare.
“Well I suppose it couldn’t hurt this once, as long as we both vow never to tell anypony else… even dad and Zephyr.” 
“I’ll keep my word as long as you’ll keep yours,” Mrs. Shy said while giving an affirmed nod.
That seemed to pass well with Fluttershy enough as she returned the gesture before joining her mother back inside. She still knew that she could easily decline this idea politely if she wasn’t comfortable with it. But yet something deep down inside her was compelling her to go through with this. 


***


    After both mares stepped into the well-maintained blue linoleum bathroom, Mrs. Shy closed the door behind her before she began gingerly removing her clothes as Fluttershy watched in an almost hypnotic trance. You’d like to think she would have the decency to look away as she would undress herself, but surprisingly this was not the case here.
When Mrs. Shy finished undressing, she turned to Fluttershy who surprisingly was still fully clothed. Now feeling exposed, the older mare immediately covered up her now bare breasts and genitals with each hand. It was already too late though as Fluttershy had received a good enough glimpse of her mother’s big and suckable areolas that matched the color of her mane and tail, along with her cleanly shaven pussy.
When Fluttershy realized she was caught, she immediately turned away while emitting a meep sound.
“Imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry!” Fluttershy cried repeatedly while sounding on the verge of tears. This was supposed to be something based off of mutual understanding, and now Fluttershy feared she just made things more awkward then they already were.
When she felt her mother’s hands come to rest on both her shoulders, Fluttershy seemed to relax a little bit. She then looked into her mother’s surprisingly calm eyes with her own teary ones.
“Hey it’s alright, sweetie,” the older mare reassured. “At least I’m relieved to know now that I still appeal well to other ponies besides your father… even mares.” She then gave a light chuckle. “Needless to say I’m a bit flattered.” 
“It was still rude of me to stare though,” Fluttershy stated as she dried her eyes.
“Don’t think too much about it. Besides, perhaps you’ll allow me to watch you in return?”
“Meep!”
“I’m only kidding, honey,” Mrs. Shy said while emitting a good hearted chuckle. “I’ll have my back turned while I start up the shower. Hurry though as we only a few minutes of water to use.”
Fluttershy nodded before facing away from her mother as she prepared to undress herself. She just had to take in a deep breath before she began to calm her nerves.
She started with pulling off her top to reveal a basic pink bra that held and supported her huge breasts. When that came off, a pair of her own large areolas gave a sexy jiggle as her boobs were free to hang naturally. Just like her mother’s, Fluttershy’s nipples were the same color hue of her mane and tail: if a bit darker. 
After that, her shorts and panties were the next things to go. Fluttershy apparently had the pubic hair above her vagina shaved and trimmed into the same shape as her cutie mark. One of her other friends, Tree Hugger suggested this because it would ‘help enhance her natural aura’.

With all her clothing removed, both her and her mother stepped into the shower together. They each first took a turn under the shower head to soak their coats, manes, and tails. As they rotated around each other, both of their breasts squished together a bit causing their sensitive and perked up nipples to rub across one another. This caused both of them to let out a startled, yet pleasured moan, but neither one of them let it interrupt their intentions.
As Fluttershy took her turn to soak her body, Mrs.Shy watched with hypnotic admiration as the water drenched her daughter’s long waist-length mane, making it cling tightly down her backside before it coagulated along the edges of it.
It was at this point that Mrs. Shy was starting to lose more restraint on herself. Almost as if in a trance, she picked up the two loafers hanging from the rack before pouring body wash on both of them. Once that was taken care of, she gently placed each one on either side of her daughter’s waist, making the latter jump a bit in surprise before suddenly turning around to face her, thus causing both of their breasts to be tightly docked to one another.

Looking back at her, Fluttershy was somehow instantly entranced by her own mother’s true beauty that was brought out by her not wearing her glasses, along with how her ‘come hither’ eyes and smile was complimented well with her wet mane completely covering her left eye and draping down a little bit past her armpit.
The young mare’s jaw practically dropped as her pupils turned to pinpricks. Her wings shot out from both her sides as a deep, aroused  blush appeared her cheeks and between her eyes.
Chuckling at they display, Mrs.Shy helped close her daughter’s mouth before asking in a very sultry tone, “Would you like mommy to wash you as if you were still a foal?”
“Mmhm,” Fluttershy replied with a slow nod.

Getting approval, Mrs.Shy started by gently scrubbing both sides of Fluttershy’s flank simultaneously where her cutie mark was before proceeding upward to where her wings were attached. Since this was one of a pegasus’s most sensitive spots, Mrs. Shy took caution as to not be rough with this area, but just firm enough to make Fluttershy start lustfully moaning.
Under the full influence of pleasure, Fluttershy moved one hand down her mother’s stomach toward her nether region while the other went to her own wing base. She then returned the favor of not only massaging her wings, but her pussy as well.
“Ohh, sweetie~,” Mrs. Shy moaned as she now began to rub her breasts against her daughter’s who as well began to mimic her mother’s actions. She then removed one hand from Fluttershy’s wing base before it went for the genital area as well. The current display was like a mirror exercise with the pony and her or his reflection getting each other off with the ability to make actual physical contact with one another.

The bathroom was shortly filled with the harmonious chorus of water running plus two horny mares rubbing each other out. Their moans ever escalating to a higher volume as their climaxes drew near. On the near peak of finishing, both Fluttershy and Mrs. Shy were kissing each other feverishly to stifle their loud, pleasured screams  as they rhymically flicked the other’s clit while massaging the wings more firmly than before to help them cum finally.
After both their bodies finished spazzing out a bit from riding our their orgasms, Fluttershy and Mrs. Shy collapsed to the shower floor. Luckily it had a mat so they wouldn’t be able to slip. 
They worked at returning their breathing to normal as they basked in the afterglow of euphoria. By the time they managed to do so, the shower head sputtered before it stopped running completely. All the water had had been temporarily used up, but either of them didn’t seem to care.
“That was great, Mom,” Fluttershy said. Even though her mane was still clinging tightly to her face, Mrs. Shy could still make out a smile.
“You did great to, hun,” Mrs. Shy praised returning the expression. “I’m surprised you don’t have a boy or girlfriend yet. You would surely make them really happy.”
Fluttershy blushed a bit.
“I know, but I don’t think I’m ready just yet. Who knows when Equestria would need me and my friends again. Also I think I already enjoyed doing it with you. Do you think maybe we could do this again sometime when dad and Zephyr are away? Hopefully this time without any problems with the plumbing?”
Mrs. Shy smiled and nodded.
“Of course. I’ll call you to let you know ahead of time, and whenever to may be available.”
With that, both mares snuggled into one another while sitting against the shower wall as they allowed the air to slowly dry them. Surely it would be quicker to use a towel, but they already silently agreed that this was much better. There’s nothing more warm and comfortable than a mother's embrace after all.