> Flutterbutt Christmas
>  by Blobskin
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> chapter 1
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Version: 3

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Carter trudged through snow that was almost knee high as he made his way home. It had been a long day. Twilight had recruited him to help her "re-shelf" the library. Whatever the point of that was. Carter could understand wanting to make sure every book was in its proper place, but why remove everything just to put it right back? It was a lot of work for what seemed to the human to be no real benefit. The same effect could have easily been achieved by taking inventory.

It led to a hard day of climbing ladders with stacks of books and checking and rechecking lists.

But Twilight was a friend and had helped him a lot. Carter owed her. Besides, it was an excuse to spend a whole day together chatting about books and other nerdy things.

Now the sun was setting and it was time to go home. He had to light the fireplace, cook some dinner, and maybe listen to some Hearts Warming music. Then Carter would go to bed. It was a solid plan for the rest of his day.

The house came into view filling the man with determination. Carter's sore muscles experienced a rush of energy as he renewed his march through the thick blanket of snow. The home was definitely modest with only one floor and a thatch roof above. Though the front door was huge compared to the human.

As Carter checked his mailbox and kicked the snow off his shoes, he couldn't help reflecting on the scale of everything. Because ponies were big. Really, why did they call themselves "ponies"? Carter was an average-sized adult man, yet his head was barely level with the average mare's chest. Or, when they turned around, their butt.

At first he had felt incredibly awkward and guilty. Ponies almost never wore clothes and their tails were like teasing miniskirts. Between the unreliable coverage and his lower vantage point, whenever he was in town Carter got constant peeks at every pony's private areas.

He felt like a disgusting pervert.

But as the months wore on his discomfort faded. It had even become a bit of a secret pleasure to look. It wasn't like Carter was ever going to get a girl in this world. He was the only human on the entire planet and, according to Twilight, that was very unlikely to change any time soon. So with zero real dating prospects available, getting regular glances at giant pony pussy seemed like a reasonable compromise.

Not that he'd ever tell any of the ponies that. Carter did not want to find out what a hoof the size of a serving tray slapping him in the face felt like.

Carter opened his door, stepped into his house, and froze there in the doorway. Someone had been in his home. And they had been busy.

The entire house was decorated in pine garland.

The green vines were EVERYWHERE. Hanging from the ceiling. Curled around the doorway columns. Even covering the molding around the living room. It was just... everywhere. It must have taken hours to do this.

But why?

Carter slowly closed the door behind him and began removing his jacket, hat, and gloves. It wasn't malicious, at least he didn't think so. It was probably Rainbow Dash or Pinkie Pie. They took pranks very seriously and were in a never-ending struggle to one-up each other. Breaking into the local human's home and covering it in garland didn't seem that far fetched for either of them.

Carter pulled off his scarf and then his boots last. He rubbed his cold hands together and huffed into them to warm up as he continued to eye the elaborate setup. He honestly wasn't sure what to feel about it. Confused seemed safest though.

Carter waddled across the room with his eyes practically glued to the ceiling. Rope after rope of pine garland stretched from one wall to the other. He was awed. So lost in his marveling in fact that he trusted his legs to work on muscle memory alone to guide him around the corner into the kitchen.

"Oof," Carter huffed as he collided with something squishy, furry, and unmoving.

"Eep!" a high pitched squeak rang out.

The human stumbled back several steps and waved his hands to keep his balance. Once he was sure he wasn't about to fall over, he tried to identify what mysterious object was blocking the way to the kitchen.

He'd recognize that tail and cutie mark anywhere.

It was Fluttershy's ass.

A blush lit up Carter's face. He'd touched it. Fluttershy's massive butter yellow backside.

Then the distraction was taken away as the mare turned around. The two stared at each other in silence for a moment. Fluttershy was twice as tall as Carter, so he had to crane his neck to meet her eyes. Her face was red with embarrassment too.

Carter cleared his throat. "Fluttershy... what are you doing here?" he tried to ask politely.

"Uh... I... um... hi Carter," she whispered while shyly trying to hide behind her pink mane.

"Hi Fluttershy," Carter replied automatically. "Are you okay? I didn't mean to bump into you like that." He couldn't help apologizing. Despite how much larger the mare was, she always came across as even more delicate than himself.

"Oh... um... I'm fine. It's okay." Fluttershy tried to smile reassuringly.

"That's good," Carter smiled back. "So what are you doing in my house?"

She looked away and started to shift her weight from one hoof to another. "I... I just wanted to give you your Christmas present."

"Christmas present?" Carter immediately glanced around his house at all the garland ropes. It was Fluttershy who broke into his house to do this? Not that his door was locked. Crime in Equestria was so low that few houses even had locks.

"Mhmm," she hummed. "Twilight told me about Christmas in your old world. That it was a time to give your friends gifts. So... I... I thought I'd get you a gift." Her cheeks were still glowing red.

Carter chuckled. Silly pony. "So you broke into my house to hang up a bunch of garland?" he asked jokingly.

Fluttershy's ears and head dropped. The blush faded. "I'm sorry. This was a stupid idea. I'm sorry for ruining your Christmas Carter." The large pegasus turned to leave.

The man felt like his heart had been stabbed. "No, wait Fluttershy!" he yelped. The mare flinched, but he had succeeded in stopping her. "You didn't ruin my Christmas. This was really thoughtful and you obviously put a lot of work into this," he said while gesturing to the house coated in green prickly vines. "Thank you. It's really nice to know you care enough to do something like this."

Fluttershy smiled and blushed again. She turned her head away and hid her face behind her mane. "Y-you're welcome Carter."

The man felt relieved. "Really Fluttershy, you didn't have to do all this. You could have just stopped by for some hot chocolate or something. Just spending some time together would have been enough."

Fluttershy peeked around her mane. "Really?"

"Yeah," Carter went on. "The holidays were always lonely for me back home. So just spending them with you would make my Christmas this year." Carter felt a little silly gushing like that. But it was true. And he thought telling her would make her feel better. No one liked to see a sad Fluttershy.

The mare emerged from hiding with a happy smile once more. "I'd like to spend Christmas with you too Carter." Then the blush came back. "But..." The pegasus bit her lip and looked at the floor for a while. She didn't finish her sentence.

"Yes? Was there something else?" Carter gently prodded.

"I-it's just that... I had another gift for you." She still wasn't making eye contact. She even started to scratch at the floor with a hoof.

Carter rolled his eyes. "Are you sure you're not the Element of Generosity?"

Fluttershy giggled. "I'm sure."

The silence returned and Carter had to hold back a chuckle. "So where is the other gift? In the kitchen?" Carter started trying to look around the big pony into the dark room beyond.

"No," Fluttershy said quietly.

"Did you leave it in my bedroom then?"

"No," Fluttershy whispered, even quieter than before. She was looking away again and the blush was getting pretty bright.

Carter was stumped. If she had another gift for him then where else could it be? "I give up Fluttershy. Where is it?"

"Behind me," the mare said at barely an audible volume.

Carter scrunched his face in confusion. She had already told him it wasn't in the kitchen. "Behind you?"

She didn't answer as she turned around, pointing her large flanks at Carter. The man took a step back and blinked at her. This suddenly got very awkward. Then the mare copied him, stepping back herself. The distance between him and her tail dropped to almost zero. Carter was about to back up more himself under the assumption she was trying to move and he was in the way. Then Fluttershy raised her tail.

Each of her ass cheeks were as wide as his chest. Together her butt was big enough that Carter could have just barely got his arms around the curves. There between her fatty thighs was her wrinkled pony hole and her mare slit. Far bigger than a human woman's.

Carter swallowed and sweat oozed down his forehead. What was this? Wait, there was more. Looking just above her ass, where her tail was hiked over his head, there was... mistletoe braided into the pink hair.

"F-Fluttershy?" the man stuttered.

"Merry Christmas Carter," the mare replied.

He was paralyzed, eyes locked on the huge pony's ass. His thoughts raced at a million miles an hour. Where did this come from? Fluttershy, the most innocent and gentle mare he knew, was offering him... this? She liked him? How had she ever found the courage to pull a stunt like this? Should he accept it? Wait, what was he thinking?! To reject this would have been insanity. She obviously wanted this.

And he did too. He couldn't pretend otherwise.

"Carter?" the yellow pegasus asked with a worried tone. "Aren't you supposed to kiss under the mistletoe?"

"Fluttershy," the man said hesitantly. "Are you sure about this?"

She was quiet for a few seconds. "I'm sorry Carter. I thought you'd like this because you're all alone and I noticed you looking once so I thought--" her sad rambling was cut off suddenly. Carter had taken a step forward and placed his palms low on the mare's thighs. Arguably not even on her ass. Yet. The pony shivered.

Carter focused on his breathing and licked his lips nervously. He was really about to do this? Yes. He just had to work himself up for it.

His palms stroked back and forth through the plush fur, just shifting the fatty flesh beneath. Fluttershy sighed with pleasure. He couldn't see anything beyond the ass in front of him but he was sure the mare was making funny faces right now. The mental image gave him a bit more confidence as his touch drifted upward. Slowly. Sensually.

Carter's hands were now definitely on Fluttershy's butt. One palm to each cheek. Her pink tail was dropping too. Carefully laying on his head as the mare relaxed into the attention. The man rubbed back and forth in small motions for a few moments, building his courage. The muscle beneath his hands quivered and he could hear the mare whinny with delight.

Carter smiled proudly, but the feeling quickly dimmed when he eyed the donut between the pony's rear cheeks. Did he really want this? Was he this much of a deviant? That ring was almost as big as his head. Speaking of, the mistletoe Fluttershy had tangled with her tail was resting on his forehead now. The mare was right, it was tradition to kiss under the mistletoe. Carter just needed another minute or two to prepare himself.

The human spread his arms and groped the massive ass he'd been presented. His fingers overflowed with blubbery yellow. Fluttershy cooed and he heard a hoof tap the floor loudly. Her whole body trembled and shifted. The man pressed his face between her double moons and hugged her tightly. The mare neighed and tapped the floor again, her rear pinching the intrusion for a second.

After a few breaths the squeeze lessened and Carter was free to push deeper. Her asshole was right there. The man swallowed. He licked his lips again. Then he advanced. He stood on his toes and forced his head the rest of the way in. He kissed Fluttershy's donut.

The towering mare gasped. "C-Carter! Do... do that again please. It felt... good."

Carter felt so gross. Yet so turned on. He kissed her again and the huge flanks on either side of him clenched, pinning him in place. He massaged her huge backside with his hands, running his fingers up and down her cutie marks. The crushing pressure eased. So Carter kissed her hole yet again.

Fluttershy shivered and continued to paw the floor with a hoof. Her peachy aroma intensified as Carter finally noticed her marehood just below was now wet with arousal and beginning to leak.

Carter decided to go for the kill shot.

Mustering his strength, Carter pushed the fatty cheeks aside as much as he could and planted his lips firmly against the huge yellow anus in front of him. Then violently began to make out with it. His mouth didn't leave her for a second. He assaulted her hole with his tongue and slipped inside. He lapped at her walls and slobbered wherever he felt like it.

The reaction was on a whole other level.

Fluttershy moaned and thrashed with pleasure. She couldn't put together a single word as she struggled just to stay on her hooves. Her pussy became a dribbling mess as her fluids dripped to the floor below whenever they failed to catch on Carter's shirt. For over a minute their dance went on.

Then the mare couldn't take it anymore.

Fluttershy's thighs clamped onto Carter with more strength than before and she cried out. The man suddenly found his head being crushed from all sides. Then he registered a sensation not unlike getting hit in the chest with a water balloon. There was a splash of liquid that soaked the entire front of his shirt and he could even hear it splatter the floor below.

Carter felt proud. He'd made Fluttershy cum. Then he began to panic because he couldn't breathe and the mare wasn't letting go of his head as she rode her orgasm. He began aggressively tapping her butt in a desperate plea for freedom. Luckily the big pony only took a moment to decipher his message and grant his request.

Carter stepped away from the mare with a gasp. Then huffed at the state of his clothes. He was a mess. Fluttershy turned around with a tired stumble and gazed at him dreamily.

"Thanks Carter. I-I liked that. Was it good for you too?"

The man snorted in amusement. "Yeah. I think I had fun too. I never thought I'd get to... do something like that."

Fluttershy's tail flicked back and forth. "Would you... would you like to do it again some time then?"



The End