Ex-Smooze Me! Please!

Lesson 2 - Portable Portents and Potable Potions

Fluttershy was exhausted. She had been moving and twisting for hours, and her whole backside was sore. All of it. Not to mention her leg that had been tied since early in the night. She desperately needed a break. “Excuse me...Miss?” Fluttershy asked questioningly. The changeling had been demanding, but hadn’t been cruel. Lately.

“Alright. I'll untie you. Hold still.” The creature reacted without being prompted. As though it knew what was on her mind. Fluttershy just relaxed as it undid her leg, finally allowing her to stand on all fours. “Good, you don't look hurt. Now don't run away, you're tired and mangy. I'm faster and stronger anyways.” The other pony turned her back to Fluttershy, quietly gazing at the lake.

Fluttershy knew the pony was crazy. The way things were going, it was significantly more dangerous than the Everfree Forest. She had to get away. It seemed to be contemplating something, as though it was distracted and lost in thought. It had just warned her not to run, was this a trap?

Fluttershy had to escape, it didn't matter if this was a trap. If she could just get into the underbrush she would be fine. Fluttershy was actually a master of disguise, and the forest was one of the places she spent a lot of time at. Just not usually at night. Even though they were deep in the forest, she would be able to make it back home safely. If she had to, she could even pretend to be a tree. Fluttershy quietly tiptoed around, and then bolted.

The creature didn't respond. Fluttershy ran into the underbrush ruining her mane and tail, and putting as much distance between her and the crazy changeling as she could. She made it. Now that she was in the forest proper, nothing could catch her. Nopony knew the forest as well as she did. She might not have come here often, but she could find her way home, or at least to one of her friends houses.

“Share with me.” The command came calmly, quietly and confidently. It rolled through the air and into Fluttershy's body like a force of nature, relaxing her legs and lifting her tail. Her body responded as naturally as it did to gravity. Before she knew what she was doing, she found herself spread wide with her rear end facing the other pony. Whisker to tail, her evil twin could see it all.

Fluttershy felt exhausted, frustrated and angry. Her body seemed stuck in place, so she turned her head to glare at the other pony. Her face was completely neutral; it could have been a look of disgust, anger, or quiet contemplation. She just didn’t have the energy to cry anymore. (NOTE 21)

“I'm sorry. I said you could never escape. I know what I did to you was kind of underhoofed, but I had to show you. You belong to Him now. We both do.” The pony had a look of amusement. It made Fluttershy angry. “I’ll teach you that trick later. It will be a different lesson though.”

Even though her body couldn't move, Fluttershy still could protest. Angrily. “No! This is wrong! You can't just go and claim ponies as yours. I want to go home, I want you to go away, and I don't want to hear about ‘Him’ ever again! You are a terrible, horrible pony. You are sick and need help. I can get you help.” Fluttershy's voice softened, “Twilight, she can help you. She's friends with the princess, They can help you with anything. Please. Get help. I'll help. It's for your own good.” Fluttershy turned her head away and felt the cool air dance across her nethers. She wasn't in a very good position to argue.

The other pony sighed. “Then I'll explain my actions more clearly. I am you. I belong to Lord Smooze. I willingly gave myself to Him when it was time. You will, too. You are me and I am you. All times exist at once, and He exists in all times, so time is irrelevant to Him. Because you willingly give yourself to Him, you belong to him. The 'When' doesn't matter, just that you do at some point. I know you think I'm crazy, because I thought the same thing. It's not important to believe me, just to obey me. And I will ensure that you obey me.” The pony stood confidently, daring Fluttershy to challenge it as its eyes took on an alien hue.

“But that... doesn't make any sense.” Fluttershy was confused. She understood some of what the other mare was trying to say, but it was truly insane rambling. This poor creature was convinced it worked for a monster from a Dream Valley fairy tale. Those were stories for foals. What had happened to the changeling to drive it to this sort of insanity? For all it had done to her so far, Fluttershy felt a twinge of sadness for this twisted creature.

“Like I said, it doesn't matter,” the confident looking pony walked up to Fluttershy and put its nose up next to Fluttershy's delicate folds. All that matters is what you do in this world, and what you...” Fluttershy felt something warm, wet, and textured drag across her virgin lips. The other mare's voice became sultry and low, “Experience for Him.”

An electric shock ran through Fluttershy as her exhausted body felt contact with another mare's tongue for the first time. She needed to run, to fight, to struggle to escape. Instead, all she could do was release a quiet,”Meep.” She felt tingly and numb as her flesh cooled from the tongue, her body seemed unsure of what to make of the contact.

Fluttershy struggled to come to terms with what was happening. She needed a moment.”Wait! Please... If you don't mind.” She felt her limbs relax and she could move again. Fluttershy turned to face the mare, avoiding eye contact. “Please don't... Please don't do that.”

The changeling was making a goofy face, keeping its tongue hanging out lewdly. The tongue slowly slurped back into its mouth, and the monster lowered its eyes into a predatory look. ”You don't want me to do this right now, Fluttershy.” The pony hungrily ran it’s tongue across it’s lips. “But I promise you that in a few minutes...” It leaned in close and Fluttershy whimpered, “you won't want me to stop.”

Fluttershy tried to get away, she really did. She struggled to run, but the other mare was stronger and faster. Fluttershy found herself pinned to the mares stomach by large cream yellow wings. Somehow, the pony had lain on its back and positioned Fluttershy so it would have easy access to Fluttershy's personal parts.

Fluttershys limbs burned from fatigue. She had been doing what amounted to creative squats on three legs for hours. Now that her legs had a chance to relax, she couldn't find the strength to push through the wings that pinned her to the other mare. She collapsed into the other mares grasp, as it wrapped all four of its legs around her. It's limbs felt like iron bars; she was trapped.

“Please stop. Please don't do this. Twilight can help you.” Fluttershy was begging. She didn't want to be raped on the forest floor by an insane changeling. Her heart was beating like a hummingbird and she could feel the other mares powerful body give her a light squeeze.

“Twilight will help us eventually, but I need to help you first, Fluttershy.” The words came low and growling. Then, softer than a whisper, she felt the next set of words more than heard them. They traveled through her body before they reached her ears, and Fluttershy knew what they were before she heard them. “Now, ‘Share with me.’”

Fluttershy's tail strained to lift and her legs spread wide. Fluttershy faintly whispered “No...” as her body pushed itself into the warm and wet tongue that was waiting to taste her budding flower. Fluttershy wanted to hide in shame, to bury her face. But her body wouldn't listen. Instead, she was locked in place, head held high as she was tenderly raped underneath the stars.

It started slowly, the warm rough tongue eased across her lower lips. It left a trail of saliva as it caressed her tender flesh. Fluttershy had never done anything like this before. She had always been surrounded by her animal friends, and never had really had the time or drive to do this sort of thing. As she stared at the stars, she felt the tongue reach the top and then change directions. The gentle touch felt nice. It was warm and comforting in a strangely familiar way for her. Like it was the most natural thing in the world.

She didn't want this. “Please... Stop.” It felt like some important feeling was breaking inside of her. She didn't know what it was or how it was important. She just knew it wasn't supposed to be like this. Scared and confused, Fluttershy begged. “I... don't want this. I don't want to feel like this.” Her eyes were wide and teary as she waited for a reprieve that wasn't to come. She heard the monster mumble something into her folds. It was muffled and quiet, but she understood nonetheless.

“Yes you do.” She could feel the body underneath her, it's heartbeat almost as fast as her own. The monster’s hot breath washed over her nethers, warming her. She imagined the creature, its familiar grinning face buried in Fluttershy's own tender flesh. The wings holding Fluttershy gave her a squeeze in tune with the tongue's rhythm, and Fluttershy let out a quiet moan. Her tears started to fall as her body began to betray her mind.

The salacious pony ran her tongue further up and down Fluttershy's blooming flower, catching a soft nub at the tip. Fluttershy shuddered when the pony flicked it at the end of a stroke. Rivulets of water ran down Fluttershy's face as she tilted her head back and let out a pained cry. The constant attention was doing something to her, something she didn't want to admit to, but the other pony unavoidably noticed. She was getting wet.

Fluttershy felt the tongue easily part her lips.”I don't...” It slid between the walls, invading her flesh. “Want...” The tongue went deep, swimming in Fluttershy's body. “This!” Fluttershy accidentally screamed as her body jolted from the penetration. She felt that deep emotional thing break; it was her heart. The other pony pulled its tongue out of her slick crevasse, and returned it to licking her outer lips. Now it was slimy, thick with Fluttershy's own arousal.

Fluttershy’s panic reached a crescendo and she screamed in frustration. She began to kick wildly with her hind legs, struggling to escape and shouting for the other pony to stop. The kicking was futile. The horrible pony had it’s head buried deep inside her thighs, beyond where her legs could reach..

The well lubricated tongue picked up the tempo, crashing up and down her clit. Fluttershy was exhausted, she couldn’t fight anymore. Her body was losing its strength and her struggles became weaker. Her voice was getting ragged from the crying.

The determined changeling was relentless in it’s assault. A suckle on her fleshy nub would send an unwilling jolt of electricity through Fluttershy. A lick would make her shudder. And the monster’s lips were nothing short of some kind of horrible black magic, intent on killing her with noxious pleasure. Fluttershy begged one last time, a quiet plea against the oncoming storm. “Stop! Please...” And to her surprise, it stopped.

The other pony pulled away, leaving a string of arousal stickily connecting her to Fluttershy's shame. “You want me... to stop?” It gave her a quizzical look.

“Yes. Please. I do.” Fluttershy tried to be very clear, this was the first sign of progress she'd had. The pony was listening to her instead of rambling insanely and Fluttershy wasn’t able to think very clearly. She had to be direct and concise.

“Then I will.”

“Oh thank you!” Fluttershy was relieved. She still felt hot and light headed, almost dizzy. She needed to lay down for a moment. Her body relaxed as she collapsed on the changeling again, this time taking deep breaths and just feeling the creature’s own heavy breathing.

Fluttershy was surprised at how warm its body had gotten. It felt so strange, being held like this. She was still being held tightly, but that was okay. The worst was over. Her ears flicked back as she heard the creature say something.

“As soon as I'm done fucking you.” The voice sounded sadistic and gleeful.

“What?” Fluttershy had barely understood what the monster said. But she felt the change as it buried its snout back in her body. It forced itself into her moistened depths, licking and suckling her flesh. Fluttershy shuddered as it pulled her tightly into the renewed assault. “No...” Her eyes opened wide as powerful legs forced her head down, face first into the monster’s own dripping core. Fluttershy cried as she began to smell and feel the changeling’s arousal, slick across her face.

It was smooth and slimy at the same time, the feeling burning hot across her cool face. The smell was musky and overpowered her other senses. She could see the pulsing pink skin buried under its yellow coat. It made Fluttershy feel dirty, seeing the other pony’s raunchy body up so close. Fluttershy closed her eyes and shuddered, pretending she was elsewhere. A little of the wet slime slipped into her mouth and she nearly gagged.

It tasted slightly salty and slightly bitter. By itself it was not particularly bad, but Fluttershy was grossed out by where it came from. She tried to spit it out, only to get more in her mouth. The texture was incredibly smooth, making her mouth feel almost oily. Fluttershy continued crying.

The pony kept up the molestation, gently nibbling and sucking on the outside. Sometimes, it would roughly invade her, causing her to “meep” in unpleasant surprise. It was working into a rhythm, rocking Fluttershy's body with the power of the tongue’s assault. To Fluttershy's indescribable horror, she found herself anticipating each movement, pushing gently to meet the tongues advances. The most awful part was how sinfully wonderful the whole thing felt.

Fluttershy was feeling hot, and was having a hard time breathing. She began to gasp in squeaks, her voice in tune with the other pony's thrusts. Her gasps were slowly becoming moans, and more of the other pony's greasy juices were contaminating her mouth. Fluttershy started to swallow some, feeling the oily substance coat her throat as it went down. The thought of what it was made her gag a little.

Emotionally, Fluttershy was a wreck. Her mind needed this to stop. Her body needed this to keep going. She didn't seem to know what she wanted. One moment everything hurt and felt awful, the next moment everything felt amazing. Fluttershy hated herself for feeling that way. She hated that any part of her wanted this. And a part of her really wanted this.

A particularly good lick got her to thrust roughly and arch her back with a moan. “Ohhh.....” Fluttershy heard a condescending chuckle from her assailant, and bowed her head back in shame. More and more, each thrust felt more good than bad. Each little movement began to send tingles of pleasure through her. Lightning bolts of ecstasy would arch through her back, tearing a path through her ravished body to reach her brain.

Fluttershy began to have a harder time thinking. Everything felt so good. Every breath, every movement, every hot thrust. As her moans became louder and her breath quickened, Fluttershy stopped worrying. She stopped caring about why she was here, and only focused on the fact that her body was a bundle of nerves. A particularly wonderful bundle of nerves.

“Oooh....” She moaned, then let out a squeak. All of this feeling was more than she knew how to handle. She wanted more of it. “Ooah...harder...” She didn't even hear herself say it, the word was deathly quiet. Even so, the other pony responded by pushing into her with an increasing ferocity. The devious creature knew exactly what she had said, and was doing as Fluttershy requested.

Fluttershy's moans became loud squeaks as something took over her. Some wonderful thing that had been quietly building crashed down within her. Her muscles spasmed as she arched her back and stared at the starry sky, her mane flinging wildly in the night. Fluttershy squeezed the other mare as her wide eyes filled with wonder, her face covered in oily fluid and tears.

Unbidden, she called out to the darkened evening. Fluttershy was in ecstasy, and all of the Everfree could hear her. The other mare stroked her roughly, matching her intensity to Fluttershy's euphoria. Fluttershy kept crying out, louder than she had ever been. Something was happening to her, something she didn't understand.

Her heaving breaths slowed down and the other mare relaxed as well. Fluttershy quivered and shook, her body tired and sore in places she had never thought could get sore. As she began to think clearly, Fluttershy became increasingly disgusted with herself. How had she done that? Why had she lost control like that? She felt dirty and sick. Fluttershy rolled off the changeling and curled up into a ball on the forest floor. She began to cry.

The monster moved on top of her, and Fluttershy shirked from it. It’s touch made her skin crawl. “Shh... I know this doesn't feel good right now, but you'll get used to it. You and I? We are going to have lot's of sex Fluttershy. It will get better, I promise.” the other pony began to stroke Fluttershy's mane. “The sex, and the feeling afterward.”

“Go away.” Fluttershy just wanted to be alone now, she didn't want to see or think about the horrible creature. She just wanted to be sad and by herself.

“No. Tonight, I taught you that Lord Smooze owns you. You might not have fully learned the lesson...” The changeling laid down on Fluttershy, denying her the space she wanted and whispering into her ear, “but we'll have time to drill it in later.”

Fluttershy’s mind recoiled at what the other pony was saying, and how it was being said. It sounded like the other pony was looking forward to the drilling. She pushed weakly against its body, fruitlessly trying to free herself.

The changeling put it’s full weight on her, pinning her completely. “You belong to Lord Smooze. He can make you feel wonderful and awful, and he will. And I am his little helper. You will be too, someday.”

“All you did... All you did... was rape me...” Fluttershy was quiet, reserved and angry. She was disgusted at the thought of the monster feeding off of her again.

“What I did wasn't important. You will have lot's of sex, Fluttershy. With me and others. The sex itself isn't important. What's important is what you felt. What we felt. At that moment, when you lost yourself in His ecstasy for the first time... You will remember it all, the wonder and amazement, the fear and guilt. You will remember it...,” The evil thing dropped its voice to a languid whisper, “Forever.”

Fluttershy shivered at the insane promise.