Driven Batty

“My looooooooooovvvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeeeeeeee…”

Anon woke with a start. Picking his head up, he frantically scanned the room. In his mind’s eye, he could see a pair of glowing red eyes surrounded by complete darkness. He felt a bone-piercing chill, and the feeling of leathery wings brushing against his sides. Thankfully, upon looking around the room, he saw that the room was illuminated by the steadily rising sun. There were no red eyes anywhere, and he actually found himself quite warm and cozy. Panic slowly left him, and he remembered exactly where he was.

Him, Starlight, and Twilight had watched that Power Ponies movie about five times. A pizza had been ordered and devoured. When they hadn’t been tearing into the biggest pizza the local pizzeria had-- a fifty-cut pie named the Princess of Friendship, since that was what Twilight had been able to eat once in under an hour; a fact which horrified her to this day--they had been enjoying each other’s company.

There was a lot of talking and joking. A few board games were played. They also managed to read aloud a few more chapters of the book they had been reading the other day, with Starlight helpfully reading for any side characters. All in all, it was a very enjoyable day. Anon would have liked it to have lasted a bit longer, but eventually it was two in the morning and the three needed to get up early the next day for another round of tests and experiments. He had tried making his way to his room, but neither Starlight nor Twilight were having any of that. His arms were grabbed by both mares and he was half dragged, half led toward Twilight’s bedroom and pulled into bed with both of the sleepy mares.

Casting one last look around the room to make sure that no one else was in there with them, Anon let his head fall back onto his pillow. He closed his eyes, feeling a headache already beginning to form. Both Starlight and Twilight were on either side of him, pressed up against his sides as closely as physically possible.

Eyes still closed, he touched both mares. Starlight was sawing logs, drooling onto his arm while Twilight, a wing laid over himself and the unicorn, was breathing softly into his ear. Usually, this might have been the optimal setting to be as comfortable as humanly possibly, but something was ever so slightly off.

Cracking open an eye, Anon looked down at the wing he could see barely hidden under the blanket covering them. It looked exactly like Twilight’s wing should have looked; the way he had seen her wings pretty much since she had gotten them. However, they didn’t feel right.

The human had a lot of experience with pegasi wings. The birdfolk around town were never shy of wrapping him or other ponies in the feathery appendages. While they were all different colors and sizes, most wings had a certain feeling to them. A wing against bare skin was soft and dowry that had an odd static to it. Twilight’s wing felt… bare, like skin was touching skin.

He stared at the wing for a moment longer before carefully rolling onto his side so that he was face-to-face with Twilight. He was probably just imagining it; dreaming of Fluttershy made him have bat wings on the mind or something like that.

He wrapped his arms around the alicorn, burying his face into her mane as he pulled her close. Even if Twilight’s wing felt a little weird, the rest of her was wonderfully warm. She let out a sleepy murmur as she was moved. Her wing twitched, and she let out a happy sigh, nuzzling his throat. He held her for as long as he could, just before he was about to fall asleep, before, with some regret, he pulled himself away.

As much as he would have liked to lie in bed all day--and boy did he want to--he needed to get up so that he could hold his end of a deal he had made yesterday with a certain butter-colored mare.

Kissing Twilight’s forehead, he carefully rolled over and grabbed Starlight. With her, he was much more grabby, running his hands up and down her side. Starlight hummed. Anon would have thought she was still asleep, if a hand hadn’t slipped into his pants.

“You keep that up I’ll make you put a foal in me on this bed,” she said, her voice thick with sleep.

“I thought we couldn’t do anything without Trixie?” Anon said, reaching down to give her ass a squeeze.

“Hmm~ If you keep it up I’ll just tell her it was an accident,” she said, kissing his cheek.

“We better not. I don’t want Twi freaking out.”

“Freak out? I bet she’d join us.”

Snorting, Anon tried to sit up. He was barely able to push himself up onto an elbow when Starlight yanked him back down onto the bed.

“Where the hay do you think you’re going?” she demanded, resting her head onto his chest.

“I need to go to Fluttershy’s room,” he replied. “Also, if you can, I need you to unlock her door so I can get in.”

“What do you need to go into her room this early for?” the unicorn asked, cracking an eye to look at him.

“I promised her a thing if she behaved herself.”

“You were worried she’d break out?”

“I know you and Twilight put more spells on the door, but she did get out once,” he replied with a shrug. “I figured it was better to be safe than sorry.”

Starlight grimaced, though she did nod. “And what exactly was this “thing” you promised her.”

It was Anon’s turn to make a face. “I promised that I’d shower with her this morning.”

“Lucky duck.”

“Not really. If it were Fluttershy-Fluttershy it’d be great, but it kinda feels like I’m taking advantage.”

“It’s fine,” Starlight said with a wave of her hand. “You don’t need to be a gentlecolt, she was the one that asked for it, right?

“The one asking for it isn’t the real Fluttershy,” Anon pointed out. “It’s something that took over her body. I don’t like that; it feels… bad.”

“Aw, you poor baby. It must be so hard running your hands all over a supermodel. Oh woe is you.”

“Not everyone is a horny degenerate like you.”

“Too bad for you then,” Starlight said, kissing the tip of his nose. “Go ahead and not enjoy playing with Fluttershy. I’m gonna snuggle with Twilight while you’re gone.”

Anon once again pulled Starlight against him, planting kisses all over the mare’s face. She let out a giggle, giving his shaft a squeeze.

The urge to just forget Fluttershy and lay here for a few hours more reared its head, but Anon ignored it. As much as he didn’t want to do it, he had promised. His old self would have broken it without a second thought, but not him. Like it or not, he had to be better.

Moving so as not to disturb Twilight too much, he crawled out of bed. He quickly dressed, trying to will the erection that Starlight’s teasing had caused down before heading toward the door. He looked back to see the unicorn with her muzzle buried deep between Twilight’s breasts. Her arms were hidden underneath Twilight’s wing and the blanket, but he had a feeling that Starlight had two handfuls of rump as well.

Anon rolled his eyes. He could have walked back over to pull the horny mare away, but he had a feeling that Twilight would be more than capable of setting the mare right. Making sure to close the door as quietly as he could behind him, he began walking toward Fluttershy’s room.

As he walked, he considered his options with this whole bathing thing. If he was smart, he could have them both in and out in less than five minutes. If he used a loofah or a rag, he wouldn’t even need to touch her with his hands. Sure, she’d probably be grabbing him like some horny frat boy, but he could deal with it.

He was an adult and sure, Fluttershy was super pretty, but he didn’t need to gawk at ass and tits. He had seen a lot of both in his time in horseland. It was no big deal. They would just clean each other for a few minutes, get dressed, and go about their day. This probably wasn’t even going to be that awkward. Probably.

Anon was so deep in thought that he nearly slammed face-first into Fluttershy’s door. Blinking, he took a step back, seeing that the locking rune, or whatever exactly the two resident mages had made, was still in place.

“Shit. I guess Starlight didn’t unlock it,” he muttered, looking down the hall from where he had just come. “I’ll need to--”

He jumped as a sharp click filled the air. The magical rune on the door shimmered, then slowly disappeared. A look of confusion flashed across Anon’s face. He reached out to the doorknob and gave it a twist. It turned fully without any trouble.

“...Huh, I guess the girls can unlock the door when they’re away. Good to know. Hopefully they can lock it too.”

He pulled open the door. It made no noise as he swung on its hinges, revealing a dimly lit room. He stepped inside, and once again jumped as a figure launched itself across the room and latched onto him.

“My love,” Fluttershy said, rubbing her cheek against his chest. “You were away from me for far too long.”

Coughing, Anon patted the mare’s head, kicking the door closed behind him. “A little warning would be nice next time, Flutters. I’m too young to have a heart attack.”

Fluttershy acted as if she hadn’t heard him, her tail swishing from side to side as she hugged him with so much force she was nearly lifting him into the air. He could hear her sniffing him, her bat wings twitching against her sides as if she were about to launch herself into the air from sheer joy. Anon scratched the pegasus’ ear. The mare’s grip on him, thankfully, lost some of its strength as she let out a coo, pressing her head toward his hand.

As he scratched, he took a quick look around the room. In the corner of the room, he could see a lamp was lit, which explained why the room had some light instead of pitch black as it usually was. Beside it sat a book with a picture of a bear on it. Anon couldn’t make out the title, but he could see a bookmark was wedged toward the end of the great big tome. Had Fluttershy just spent the whole night reading?

“So… did you have a good day yesterday?” he asked.

The smile on Fluttershy’s face soured a little. She moved her head away from his hand.

“Your absence left a hole in my heart I thought would never be filled,” she said, her grip around him once again tightening. “Every moment felt an eternity, every second was torture, thought I bared it for your sake.”

“Oh.” Anon gave the mare a weak smile. “Well, the girls and I watched a Power Ponies movie that hadn’t come out yet.”

“I heard my love.”

“It was terrible. When you’re all fixed up you’ll have to sit down with us to watch it. Listening doesn’t do it justice.”

Fluttershy giggled. “Silly thoughts aside, I did behave myself, did I not?” she asked with a bounce.

“You did,” Anon replied with a nod, stomach tightening.

“Then my Count will not protest if I invite him to bathe with his Countess?” Fluttershy said, fluttering her eyelashes at him.

It was difficult not to make a face, but Anon just managed to do so, giving the mare a small nod. “A deal is a deal.”

Fluttershy let out a girlish squeal, clapping her hands together. Grabbing his hand, she dragged him toward the bathroom.

“Come then, my love. A good, thorough scrubbing will do me much good I think.”

~_~_~_~_~_~_~

Twilight felt Starlight nuzzle her chest. She could see the unicorn’s face wag back and forth in front of her face as the mare got her kicks, humming and hawing and trying to suck on her nipples through her pajama shirt. Not only was it embarrassing, but it was exceedingly messy as well, what with Starlight drooling all over her shirt and the bed. Honestly, she almost wished the mare would just rip off her shirt to get at the bare breast underneath. At least then she would have less laundry to do.

The alicorn let out a sigh, looking up at her ceiling. She felt a hand groping her inner thigh. Without missing a beat, her horn lit up, and the owner of said hand let out a yelp of pain as she gave it a shock.

“Ow! What the hay was that for?!” Starlight demanded, pulling her muzzle away from Twilight’s chest to glare at the alicorn. She no doubt meant to look furious, but the drool covering her chin and the far off, hazy look in her eyes ruined it somewhat.

“Hands above the belt please,” Twilight replied. “You’re lucky I’m even letting you do this.”

She ignored Starlight’s hurramph, reaching down to touch the spot the unicorn had just grabbed. She was gentle, as the area had become oddly tender the last few days. Twilight didn’t think anything serious was going on, but she had seen a bit of redness the other day while giving herself a once over. It was probably just a stress rash or something similar.

“You know, you can do some groping of your own if you’d like,” Starlight offered, bumping Twilight’s chin with her chest. “I might not be as stacked as you, but I think there’s enough of me for you to enjoy~”

“No thanks. Not everypony is a horny deviant like you.”

Starlight blew a raspberry at the mare, resting her head on top of her chest. She positioned herself so that she was lying partially on top of her. Twilight, who continued to stare up at the ceiling, began to run her fingers through the unicorn’s hair.

“So… why didn’t you say anything?”

“...”

“I know you were awake. You’re really bad at pretending to be asleep.”

“...”

Starlight reached up to boop the bigger mare’s nose. “He was rock hard you know,” she said. “You could have just reached around and grabbed it.”

“Hush.”

“A lot of colts like a good morning surprise. Just think about Anon waking up to see something moving underneath the blankets--”

“Starlight.”

“--He lifts them up and sees you right there, his dick down your throat. I bet the second he saw that he’d cum so hard it’d shoot out of your nose like a cannon--”

Twilight placed a hand over the mare’s muzzle. The relief that the unicorn was no longer talking was quickly replaced by disgust as her hand was licked. She grimaced, pulling her hand away. She looked at it, then at Starlight, who was grinning.

“You’re gross.”

“Oh you love--HEY, DON’T WIPE IT IN MY MANE!”

Starlight tried to roll away, only for a pair of wings to pin her down. She tried to wiggle free, but against alicorn strength she had very little chance. So she complained and whined, loudly, to the now smirking princess, who, after wiping her hand against the top of the unicorn’s head, proceeded to grab her by the head so she could begin biting the mare’s ear. Complaints turned into squeals that had Twilight cackling to herself.

If things turned out as she hoped they would, this would be her every morning. A bed filled, roughhousing, and Celestia knows what Trixie would be like when she just woke up.

It sounded wonderful.

Twilight growled as she bit Starlight’s ear just a little harder. After they were done fooling around here, they should probably go and make breakfast. She had no idea why, but she was really craving apples.

~_~_~_~_~_~

For most of the shower, things weren’t really all that bad. Washing the mane and tail, especially a mane and tail as long as Fluttershy’s, was weirdly enjoyable. Her wings were also interesting to work on. The fleshy membrane that made up most of the wing had a natural oil covering it. The long “fingers” were covered in a fur-covered skin that was far more elastic than it should have been. Both wings also regulated her body temperature, as Fluttershy had happily told him as he conditioned her tail, which meant that she was sensitive to water that was too cold or too hot. After the wing and tail, there were the hooves. As long as he didn’t look up, and just paid attention to them, everything was fine. The issue was everything from the neck down to the knees.

Seeing Fluttershy naked was one thing, seeing her naked in the same bed was another, but it was an entirely different animal to see her naked, wet, in a steaming hot room about two inches from him. Things also weren’t helped in the least that while he had been cleaning her she had been cleaning him. His request that a loofah be used had been completely ignored. Fluttershy hadn’t gone for his groin yet, but she might have cleaned his ass ten different times, and the noises she made while she scrubbed his chest made him want to go back to his room so he could take a long, cold shower by himself.

It was frustrating. Were this actually Fluttershy not affected by a magical disease, this would have been a dream come true. In fact, doing this with normal Fluttershy would absolutely make him insufferable to all of his stallion friends for months. Here though, it felt as if he were taking advantage of a mare that had far too much to drink, which he didn’t care for one little bit.

With a grunt, he rose from a knee, loofa in hand. He looked down at a red-faced Fluttershy, who smiled sweetly up at him. She puffed her chest out, using her biceps to press her boobs together to entice him.

Anon’s lower head throbbed in appreciation, but, thankfully, the upper head kept in control. The human made a face before sighing. He reached over to grab the bottle of liquid body wash perched on a stand. As he grabbed it, the loofa left his hand. He managed to look over just in time to see it sailing out of the shower and into the garbage bin on the other end of the bathroom.

Fluttershy continued to smile as he gave her a dirty look. “Oh, my apologies, my hand must have slipped.”

“...Slipped your hand, huh?”

“Pardon my clumsiness,” Fluttershy said , tilting her head downward. “I suppose you’ll be forced to run those big, muscular hands of yours all over my delicate person.”

She let out a giggle, nearly bouncing in place. Anon, still giving the pegasus a dirty look, opened the bottle in his hand with a thumb and turned it over so that he could upend a healthy dollop of body wash into his other hand.

“Spin around. Also, I’m not touching your lady bits.”

“And what might my lady bits be, my count~?”

Anon leaned forward toward her ear. “I’m not sticking my fingers in or around your pussy or asshole. Those you’re seeing to yourself, got it?”

Fluttershy went stiff. As Anon moved back, he watched as she tucked her tail close to her rump as a blush made its way up to her ears.

“I… as you wish, my love,” she said, her voice quiet, meek; nearly like normal Fluttershy’s.

Anon’s expression softened, though only slightly. The mare had been trying to shove her bits into his face almost immediately after he had dragged her to the castle. He didn’t see why she would be embarrassed at his bluntness. That could had been normal Fluttershy peeking through, but it could have also been a ploy to lower his guard.

Taking a half-step toward the mare. Thoroughly sudding up his hands--and glaring down at the erection between his legs that refused to go down no matter how much he willed it to-- he reached out around her . A shiver through Fluttershy, followed by a gasp as his soapy hands pressed against her boobs. She twitched, her wings lightly tapping his arms.

“Ohmygoodness,” he heard her whisper.

Anon moved his hands away. “You alright there?”

Fluttershy reached up, quickly putting his hands back where they had been. “O-Of course, my Count. Better than any mare has any right to be,” she had breathlessly. “By the Nightmare and the Holy Moon, please, please continue.”

She attempted to back up, no doubt wishing to grind against him, but Anon stopped her with a knee. Her wings tapped his arms again. She quickly looked back, her expression souring slightly as he nudged her nudge, forcing her to take a step forward so that she was out of range for any funny business.

To distract her, the human began scrubbing the mare’s chest. He went as quick as he could, lathering up both large, heavy orbs as well as the thicker fur growing on her sternum. He did not give himself time to think, he simply cleaned before moving onto the next body part. Fluttershy gave no protest as his lands left her tits and started to clean her belly. She was strangely quiet in fact, her tail flicking from side to side.

Anon worked in this silence, grateful that she wasn’t making this any weirder by groaning or moaning or anything other horrible thing . Her belly was cleaned, then the tops of her legs that he hadn’t yet gotten to. His hands then slide back to give her rump a cleaning.

As his fingertips combed through the fur around her cutiemarks, frustration filled him.The wings right in front of his face should have been covered in feathers. The eyes peeking back at him every so often should have been blue, not red.

Fluttershy let out a gasp. The noise made the human jump. Looking down, he realized that he was squeezing the meaty part of her tail dock. He took a half step back, trying his best not to sigh.

“Lift your arms please,” he said, tapping her elbows.

“Of course,” she said, doing as he asked. “Would you please clean my neck as well? You did a lovely job, but there are a few parts of it that you missed, my love.”

She tapped a part of her throat that he couldn’t see.

“I believe turning to face you will help you with cleaning it, as well as a few other parts that you missed. If that’s alright with you…”

Anon just grunted. He scrubbed her underarms, then tapped her side. Fluttershy turned, revealing her soapy, gorgeous body to him. To his credit, Anon only leered for a few moments before getting back to cleaning.

“It seems that I missed a few spots on you as well, my lord. With your permission--”

“Nope. Hand me the soap please.”

The mare huffed, though she did as he asked. Anon poured a good amount into his palm, rubbing his hands together before going back to work. He could feel Fluttershy’s gaze settling on his erection. His cock, the traitor, throbbed. The mare let out a soft giggle, red eyes looking up into his face.

“Are you enjoying yourself, My Count?” she asked.

“It’s… something,” Anon replied, once again lathering her breasts--just to make sure he had gotten everywhere of course. “What about you? This everything you thought it’d be?”

The pegasus shivered. “Oh, it’s better than I could have imagined, my love,” she said. “Your hands feel so…”

She took deep breaths, a hand finding its way between her legs.

“...Orgasmic. I long for the day your touch is a daily occurrence, freely and happily given while we rule this pitiful town.”

Anon couldn’t help but snort. “You might be waiting for a good long time for that, sister.”

Fluttershy just gave him a smile, an ear twitching. “That future might be far sooner than you think, my lovely Count.”