Ex-Smooze Me! Please!

Lesson 3 - Forget me not

Fluttershy had a miserable morning. Her evil twin had taken her back to the cellar, and she had discovered that it was now larger. Much larger. The other pony had thanked Lord Smooze, and then proceeded to secure Fluttershy to the wall. As Fluttershy numbly allowed it to tie her up, it talked to her.

“I don’t need to sleep anymore, but you still do.” The monster smiled at Fluttershy like it was the most caring pony ever. “I’m going to go take care of our animal friends, okay? Please get some rest. You’re going to need it.” And then the other pony left her, having to fly up to the door to escape the now massive cellar.

As Fluttershy watched the terrible pony fly through the trapdoor in the roof, she noticed something odd. It seemed as though the ceiling was shifting. It was moving back and forth in a mesmerizing and undulating pattern. It started to swirl, slowly pulsing in a pleasant rhythm. The psychedelic sight made Fluttershy feel dizzy, and just a little sleepy. Fluttershy began to feel tired as she watched the ceiling chaotically shift and blur. It felt as though the ceiling was alive. Her last conscious thought was that something was watching her.

Fluttershy dreamt as she slept. Strange gray ponies with no faces walked by her and whispered just outside of her hearing. They ignored her, whispering quietly and madly to themselves. She wanted them to hear her, but they simply would not acknowledge her. Fluttershy begged, pleaded, and even cried, but they would just walk past her. She had a rabid desire to not be alone. In her frustration she struck out at one, if only to feel it. Her hoof struck it, and dented the gray pony, leaving a mark on its shoulder.

All of the strange ponies stopped instantly, becoming deathly quiet and turning their faceless heads to her. Every single one silently watched her begin to panic. Fluttershy tried to back away, but they were all around her. They all took a single step closer, moving in unison. Fluttershy covered her eyes. Why had she wanted to talk to them? She was terrified.

She heard nothing but silence, so she opened her eyes once again. Every single pony was right next to her, their faceless heads mere inches from her own. She felt something warm and wet on her face. Something sticky and smooth. Something obscene. They screamed in unison with an unearthly shriek, opening cavernous toothy maws and lunging at her. That’s when Fluttershy woke up.

The trapdoor was opening as Fluttershy jolted awake. She looked at the pony with relief, and cried. She was still shaking uncontrollably from her terror. The other pony reached out to touch her face, and slowly pulled back a sticky hoof. Fluttershy was too busy crying to notice the flash of anger in its face. The other pony looked up and shouted at nothing. “She’s not ready yet! You do not touch her again until it’s time.”

Fluttershy was gently pulled off the wall and allowed to stand freely. She clung to the pony that had rescued her from her nightmares. “They... They were going to eat me...” She could still see their faceless heads, staring at her with their toothy mouths still open. They were going to eat her, devour everything she was and leave nothing left.

The strange pony took on a motherly tone as it comforted her. “Shh... It’s okay. It was just trying to say hello. It’s not very good at talking to ponies yet. It needs more time to be ready. So do you. It’s okay, Fluttershy.”

“They didn’t have... they didn’t have faces. I just wanted to talk, and they... they didn’t have faces...” Fluttershy looked at the other pony in confusion. “Why didn’t they have faces?” She didn’t understand the creatures. They were empty of everything but hunger. She could feel it from them.

The changeling looked sadly at Fluttershy.”Because it doesn’t know that ponies need faces yet.” The odd creature seemed hesitant. “Don’t worry about it. It was just a bad dream. A very bad dream. Come on. I have some more lessons for us.”

Fluttershy was in a daze, recovering poorly from her intense dream and still feeling the haze of sleep. The other pony quietly and quickly led her back into her house. Fluttershy saw that it was evening again. Had she really slept that long? How long had she been at their mercy? The pony led her up the stairs and into her own room.

Fluttershy’s bed was stacked with pillows, and the other pony motioned for her to lay on it. Fluttershy climbed up on her bed quietly, and looked at the other pony like a lost puppy. The changeling was strange, and probably evil. But it had a soul, some insane purpose that drove it. Those things had been empty, filled with nothing but a void that desired to consume all.

The other pony smiled kindly, and told her, “Not like that. Like this.” With that, the other pony lifted her up by her front hooves like she weighed nothing and gently laid Fluttershy on her back. Fluttershy numbly stayed in that position, she was terrified of those things. She knew the changeling was planning on feeding off of her, but couldn’t bring herself to care. That wasn’t as terrible as them.

Fluttershy found her back supported by the pillows, and her head propped up so she could see. The other pony leaned down and gently kissed Fluttershy on her snout as she secured Fluttershy’s hooves to something again, keeping her front arms secured up by her head. The pony then lifted Fluttershy’s hind legs and secured them up as well, leaving Fluttershy completely on display. Fluttershy would have struggled, but she was still scared and confused. And the other pony had such soothing eyes.

“Just relax, Fluttershy. We like this position. You don’t need to think about that nasty nightmare at all. All you need to do is relax. I even have a cup of your favorite tea to help you wake up.” Fluttershy’s twin smiled as it poured a cup of tea for her, and brought it to her face. Fluttershy numbly let it open her mouth.

It poured the cup down Fluttershy’s throat, and Fluttershy swallowed it. The tea was much too hot. It burned as it went down, she could feel it searing her insides as it made her way to her stomach. Fluttershy cringed, waiting for the pain to pass.

“I know it’s a little warmer than you’re used to. But the warmth will help wake you up. And after it hurts, it feels nice.” The pony leaned in and smiled deviantly at Fluttershy after it put the cup away. “Like a lot of things we do...”

The heat burned itself out, and her throat cooled, leaving nothing but the soothing mint sensation. Fluttershy felt a warmth in her stomach spreading through her body and easing her tense limbs. She let out a hot breath, and felt the pleasant mint sensation cool her tongue and her throat. The creatures had been scary, but they were just a dream.

“And that’s the way tea should be drank.” The other pony seemed pleased with itself, and took a long deep draught straight from the teapot. It then climbed up over Fluttershy and gently blew a hot, minty breeze across her face. The pony eased down and began nibbling on her ear with its still heated mouth.

Fluttershy felt it press their bodies together, the warmth it offered was comforting. She leaned back into the pillows, letting herself relax as the pony teased her ear and covered her body. “What are you doing?” She asked, curiously.

“Helping you forget that awful nightmare.” The pony kissed her ear lightly, making Fluttershy shiver. “There are some things we don’t need to remember.” Fluttershy felt a cool breeze as the changeling leaned back and took another deep drink from the steaming teapot. It held the tea in its mouth for a second and then swallowed, dropping to look Fluttershy in the face.

Fluttershy searched the creatures eyes. Even though they were green and alien, they were kind and beautiful. She felt weak as the other pony leaned in close. It was as though she was drowning in its soothing eyes, unable to breathe inside of them. Fluttershy could feel their hearts beating in tandem. Both ponies were excited, and Fluttershy turned beat red as the other pony pressed their lips together. Carefully, the creature opened Fluttershy’s mouth with its tongue, and Fluttershy’s heart fluttered as they kissed.

The pony’s lips were burning from the tea, and it’s tongue ran a heated exploration through Fluttershy’s mouth. She shivered when it found her cool tongue and then caressed her. Fluttershy’s mind was hazy as her mouth was filled by the wet warm air from the other pony. She breathed it in, sharing the hot breath the other pony had given her, letting the minty sensation soak deep into her lungs. Fluttershy felt as though she was melting into the bed and the wonderful pony was melting into her.

All too soon, the pony pulled away from their sweet kiss. Fluttershy wasn’t ready for it to end, she wanted to keep feeling the warmth of the other pony. She looked longingly at it as it picked the teapot back up and took another drink. Fluttershy could still taste its minty breath, she could almost feel the tongue when she tried to remember it.

The pony leaned back down and blew a hot breath over Fluttershy’s face. It made as if to kiss her again, but Fluttershy was briefly disappointed when the other pony went for her neck instead. The pony carefully bit her, gently dragging hot teeth across Fluttershy’s cool flesh. Fluttershy hummed in delight. It kept it’s ministrations up, dragging, nibbling and sucking it’s way slowly down her body with its warm and soft mouth.

Fluttershy would gasp and squeak as it teased her. A nibble there, a suckle here, it was electrifying. Fluttershy had never felt anything like this. It was like a skin deep sensual massage that warmed her body and made her feel wonderful. The other pony pulled on her nipple, stretching it out and then letting it spring back into place. Fluttershy closed her eyes and moaned.

The pony moved like liquid, smooth and gracefully. Fluttershy was entranced by its fluid movements and enraptured by the sensations. Soon, the pony was poised inches from her delicate core, and it smiled wickedly at her. Fluttershy shuddered when she realized that she was already dripping wet. “Please...”

She wasn’t sure what was happening. The other pony was definitely not going to stop now. She didn’t even want it to stop. These feelings were wonderful. Who could say no to this beautiful creature and what it was offering? So what was she asking for? Fluttershy looked deep into the other pony’s mesmeric eyes, and knew what to say. “Please... Be gentle...”

The other pony gave her a soothing smile, pulling her into its gaze. “Don’t worry. I’ll make you purr, my little kitty.” It then reached over and picked up the teapot, taking another deep gulp. Setting the teapot back down, it blew steamy air all over Fluttershy’s moist desires.

Fluttershy let out a slight squeal as the other pony put it’s hot tongue on her softness. She kept eye contact with her twin as it suckled and nibbled up and down her delicate slit. Fluttershy didn’t have to wait long for it to start dipping into her flesh. She was already dripping all over its face, coating it in her juices. The heated organ slid inside gracefully and began a circular rhythm, stretching her insides like a spoon in a teacup.

Oh Celestia, she was wet. Fluttershy watched the greedy pony slurp her all up, and it felt wonderful. Fluttershy began to move in time with the pony, making soft little noises every time the pony hit a good spot. Fluttershy saw the pony grinning evilly as it used it’s face to fill her. Fluttershy grinned back, and pushed her pussy into it’s face. She wasn’t just being used this time. She was doing it back. And it felt good.

Fluttershy’s moaning was building, and that amazing sensation from last time was coming faster and harder. She didn’t try to fight it as her heart fluttered and her voice grew. She knew that she wasn’t in the woods, so she tried to hold back her squeals. She didn’t want to wake Angel when she called out.

Watching the dirty pony bury its snout deep inside her and wink flipped some kind of switch. Fluttershy lost control. She clenched her teeth and leaned forward as her hips roughly thrust up to meet the other pony. The pony's eyes glimmered gleefully as it wrapped its lips around her aching clit and sucked hard, causing Fluttershy to explode in the most wonderful of ways. Instead of screams, there were muffled shouts as she rode out her ecstasy.

Easing out of her bliss, Fluttershy was panting heavily as the other pony lovingly caressed her less sensitive parts. “Oh... who’s a good kitty? That’s right. You are. Wasn’t that fun Fluttershy?”

Fluttershy could only manage a weak nod and a contented sigh. The other pony leaned back in and gave her sensitive clit a light lick, causing Fluttershy to squirm. “We’re not done yet. Your pussycat still has plenty of pep. But I’ve got a little something so you can just relax.”

Fluttershy was silent as the pony leaned in and kissed her deeply. She could taste herself on the pony’s mouth. The taste and texture was the familiar, but unlike yesterday it was deeply satisfying. Maybe it was because it was her own sex she was tasting.

Fluttershy reveled in her own debauchery, probing the other pony’s mouth and doing her best to swallow more of herself. After the kiss, the other pony produced a plastic ball and secured it in Fluttershy’s willing mouth. “This is so you don’t have to hold back. Now just relax, and let mama Fluttershy take care of you. My little kitty is sick, and needs some attention.”

Fluttershy felt the pillows surrounding her and the pony on top of her. She lustily eyed the other pony as it drew long licks and nibbles across her chest. Fluttershy felt herself getting wet again. It whispered into her ear, “By the way, today’s lesson is that some things are best forgotten. It’s important, so remember that much, okay?”

Fluttershy would remember a lot from that night. The long steamy night she spent completely willingly with the other mare for the first time. The lingering taste of mint mixed with bodily fluids. Every last tantalizing detail was etched into her mind. But there were two things she would not remember until many years later: the nightmare, and the small unlabeled packet next to the teapot.

After all, some things are best forgotten.