Persistence Hunting

by Andrew Joshua Talon

Rating: mature
Tags: Original Character, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Romance, Thriller, Fluttershy, Sex, Human
Length: 1658

Fluttershy is being hunted by the resident human...

Fluttershy loves animals, and her human friend from another world is unlike any animal she's ever met. So she's taken a fancy to him. And he's taken a fancy to her... Chasing her across Ponyville. Can she escape whatever nefarious plan he has for her?

No. No she cannot.

One shot smut fic, vanilla sex between a mare and a human male. The mare has a 'being hunted' fetish that is very happily fulfilled. Set in the same universe as "The Stars Revolt", more or less.

Published 2020-02-27 08:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2020-02-27 08:20:02 UTC

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Persistence Hunting

A My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic Fanfic By Andrew J. Talon and an anonymous co-writer

Disclaimer: This is a non-profit fan based parody. MLP:FiM is the property of Hasbro and Lauren Faust. Please support the official release.

Fluttershy ducked behind a house, and took several deep breaths. She had lost him this time, she was sure of it.

Her ears pricked up at the sound of grass being disturbed. That unmistakable gait, so regular, lacking the slightly hollow clack of hoof against ground. It could only be him.

“I know you’re here, Fluttershy. There’s no need to keep running.”

She winced at the voice and shook her head. He was on the other side of the house from her, and back aways, from the position of his voice. She could lose him in the blind spot the house provided.

She took off slowly, not wanting to give away her own position. The thick grass masked her hoof falls as she trotted carefully away.

“I can smell you, you know. The scent of Fluttershy is delicious. It’s intoxicating.”

Fluttershy took off in a gallop.

“Now I can hear you.” She could see his grin in her mind’s eye. His grin was pleasant, until you realized that most of those teeth were for tearing flesh. You couldn’t see the ones made for cracking bone, but they were there in the back, waiting.

She galloped faster.

Fluttershy stopped for air at the bottom of a hill. She had been galloping for ten minutes, and had surely left him in the dust. The problem, she knew, was that her tracks were visible over the open ground. He’d find her eventually. But if she took to the air, he’d see her.

She needed to find a river. That way she could break her tracks, and he’d have to gamble which direction she’d traveled, upstream or down. The nearest one would be… ugh, a fair ways away. Having mostly caught her breath, she started walking towards it, trying to step lightly. If she left a lighter trail, he might have to slow down in order to track her.

Fifteen minutes later, and the edge of Everfree forest was on the horizon. It had enough types of terrain that she could elude him in there for sure. Not to mention how dangerous it would be for him.

She smiled, it felt like a weight had been lifted from her. This was her chance. She pressed on, getting tired after being on the run all day. Not to mention her blasted heat distracting her the whole time. Which was the root of the problem anyway.

The wind changed direction, and her nose flared. Fluttershy spun around to see him patiently jogging towards her, showing no signs of fatigue. He had caught up, and knew exactly where she was now, and probably how she planned to lose him.

The only chance she had was to make it into the forest with enough of a lead to lose him for good. She galloped away.

“Why must you run, sweetie? You know how this ends. It's inevitable.”

A shiver went up her spine as she braved the trees. She ignored it, and pressed on.

Working her way through the forest, it was slowly dawning on Fluttershy this may have been a bad idea. The trees and undergrowth stopped her from moving quickly, and until she could find one of the few paths through it, or the river, she would have to slowly wind her way around the plants.

She just wanted to stop and rest.

No! She shook her head and continued trotting forward. She would make it to the river, she would go up stream for a ways, then take to the air and head back home. The canopy would keep him from seeing her, and he’d be chasing her ghost through the forest until this was all a moot poin-

A tree root interrupted her plans, and her step, sending Fluttershy to the ground in a heap.

“Oof!”

Fluttershy allowed herself to lie there for a minute before standing up and stretching. Now her leg was sore on top of everything else. She looked around and spied a large tree nearby. Maybe she should just rest a bit. Clearly she was tired if she couldn’t keep from tripping.

She walked over to the base of the tree and lay down. Yes, a quick rest, then back to the plan.

Fluttershy woke up disoriented.

“Ah, awake at last?”

She tried to jump to her hooves and run off, but her legs were bound, and all she managed to do was fall onto her side. Looking down, she spotted the problem. She looked up at her captor, crouching over her with a predatory grin on his face.

She was done for. So she looked up into the eyes of the hunter, took a deep breath, and asked:

“Bungee cords? Really?”

He shrugged. “I don’t have a lasso. I know it would be more traditional.” He smiled at her, and the sight of his bright teeth sent shivers up her spine.

“I don’t know why you fight this so hard. I’ve got what you need,” he said, running a hand down her flank.

She glared at him. “It looks like I don’t have any choice.”

He nodded. His hand traveled back farther, under her tail. “You’re soaked.” Two fingers slid into Fluttershy’s marehood and she gasped. She loved his wonderful, flexible digits, and he reminded her how much.

“Wow. You need it bad, huh? This could have been so much easier.” His fingers slid in and out several times before another was added, then sped up. He was finding her favorite spots, so easily.

Fluttershy moaned, and her one free wing thrashed, blowing leaves away from the pair.

His second hand grabbed the wing, and caressed it tenderly.

“Oh, yes! I’m nearly there!” she managed to cry out, between loud, desperate gasps and almost whorish moans.

A final finger was added, and he slid the hand in up to the thumb, which fiercely attacked her clitoris, rubbing it in circles with the pad of the opposable digit.

“OH---!” Fluttershy moaned out, her voice breaking before her body went limp.

“That looked fun.” The sound of shuffling fabric failed to penetrate the haze of chemicals coursing through Fluttershy’s body. She distantly recognized that she was gently rolled on her back, and her legs freed. He held her tight, those wonderful teeth of his glinting over her.

“I think it’s my turn,” he said, looking down into her eyes, and grabbing her shoulders.

A feeling of overwhelming fullness rocketed up Flutershy’s cunt as he slid his cock all the way up to the hilt.

“Yesssh. More,” Fluttershy managed.

“Ungh! More is on its way, honey,” he said with a grunt.

The noises of frantic coupling filled the nearby forest as he hammered away at her pussy, leaning down over her body and pulling her head up to meet his. An awkward but enthusiastic kiss was maintained as Fluttershy’s body shook with the powerful thrusts that sent his cock head deep, filling every inch of her.

"B-Bite... Me...!" She managed, in between their heated kisses. His grin widened, and he brought it down to her throat. He bit down, one of his canines digging into the skin above her vital arteries. She frantically pawed at his back, her hooves seeking purchase. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she felt him apply pressure with his teeth, nearly breaking the skin... The tension was impossible! She whimpered and bit down a shriek, the dam on her pleasure building harder, tighter...!

It was finally broken when he leaned back and let out a quiet shout, his grip tightening painfully a moment as his balls emptied into her, pumping hot semen into her receptive body. Her womb was marked as easily as her hide-She was his now, in every way.

The thought was enough to tip Fluttershy into another orgasm, as fireworks blasted through her mind, and her cunt milked his cock for every drop of cum he could supply, squeezing it rhythmically in desperate thirst. She felt his seed fill her, the warmth sitting in her womb and keeping her orgasm going for longer. Her cries quieted to happy whimpers as she weakly wrapped her hooves around him, holding him tight against her.

He collapsed on top of her, finally showing the exhaustion Fluttershy thought he should have felt half a day ago. The two lay panting, and she could feel his penis shrink and slide out of her.

“What… that’s… all?” She managed softly-Not insulting, but in disbelief.

“... I should’ve. Never… taught you about- HAH- early human... persistence hunting. I could’ve- hoh- gone two more rounds… without all this chasing nonsense," he huffed and puffed.

“It… was worth it. I’ll make it up to you on your birthday,” Fluttershy promised.

The human chuckled, and nuzzled her happily.

“I’ll hold you to that.”

Author's Note

Persistence hunting is the theory that early humans used their superior endurance compared to most other animals to chase them down until they were exhausted and helpless. The reality is that this probably didn't happen very often, but humans do have a lot more endurance than most hoofed animals and we can keep up and eventually bring them down when they get tired. So my co-writer (who wishes to remain anonymous) and I decided to play with this idea for a short bit of smut. Yes, the human in this is intended to be Andrew Shepherd but you don't need to read any of the stories involving him to enjoy this. Which I hope you did.