All My Little Words

The bushes outside Fluttershy’s house were especially soft; Thunderlane found this out whilst hiding in them and observing the yellow pegasus through her window.

“Mmm! Comfy!” Thunderlane said, settling his plushy ass in the bushes. The twigs and leaves brushed up against his buttocks, electing a sigh of contentment from the stalker.

Thunderlane had loved Fluttershy since she had magically fallen from the sky back when she was a foal. Unlike most pegasi, Thunderlane had not grown up in Cloudsdale. Rather he, his mother, and his little brother Rumble had lived here in Ponyville all of their lives. Naturally, since all other pegasi lived in Cloudsdale, it was either a lonely or incestious love life for Thunderlane, seeing as it’s just disgusting for pony sub-species to crossbreed.

It was a miracle that Fluttershy fell from the sky that day, for Thunderlane was considering buttering up his then three year old brother and sexing him up. His mother had already proved to be a terrible lover, which he suspected was what lead to his father’s suicide shortly after conceiving Rumble.

With this extremely healthy home environment and most certainly not disturbing background, once Thunderlane fell in love Fluttershy, he showed his affections like any self-respecting male would; he stalked her relentlessly for eight years.

The ninth year-anniversary was today, actually. As Thunderlane watched Angel Bunny abuse Fluttershy, he made a silent toast to his diligent stalking. Only sixteen minutes and fifteen seconds until he broke the world stalking record, as a matter of fact.

To commemorate this momentous occasion, Thunderlane figured he should dare to do what he only did in private when thinking of Fluttershy; he was going to have a good, old fashioned christian guilt wank.

His hoof grasped the exposed phallus that had snaked its way out of his sheath. Thunderlane groaned as he felt the little spikes of pleasure shoot up his body as her began to get harder than he had been previously. Using his free hoof, he parted the bushes so he could see Fluttershy better.

Angle Bunny had been very displeased with his dinner being a few moments late, so he was spanking the shit out of Fluttershy’s supple bum. Thunderlane watched the small furry paws connect with the plush yellow ass, his forehead glistening with sweat. Truly, this was the way to fap.

Taking some of the sweat from his brow, he rubbed it on his cock, feeling the amazing feel of sunshiney lubricant on his meat popsicle. He liked to think of his cock as his “meat popsicle”, since the only real foray into sex he ever had was one pretty bad porn flick.

Fluttershy’s ass was now thoroughly reddened, and Angel had let her lay on the floor to rest. The beaten pegasus was all sweaty and moist, so she decided to head off to the shower in order to get nice and sparkling.

Thunderlane shuffled away through the underbrush to watch his prize stalkee go outside to her shower. Fluttershy used an outdoor shower; she needed to be close to nature when washing down. Also, it was easier for her bigger animals to get to her in the shower and help her scrub down.

Fluttershy turned on the facet, and the warm water cascaded down her body. Her mane flattened as it became wet; she slowly rose onto her hind hooves and rubbed herself down with the small bar of soap that was kept outside in the shower.

Thunderlane’s eyes were practically popping out of his head, his tongue lolling down to his balls. He had a very terrible medical condition called “stretchitus” which causes many parts of his body to become rubberlike and droopy. Bad news is that stretchitus is fatal; good news is that it’s hilarious, so we shouldn’t feel bad for laughing.

As Fluttershy unknowingly continued her erotic display for Thunderlane, a thought crossed her mind. She didn’t normally do this, but today seemed like just a good day as any to sensually suck on on her bar of soap. It wasn’t like anypony was watching, she’d be fine.

Thunderlane began to salivate as the pegasus pushed the bar of soap into her mouth, sucking on it softly with her eyes half-lidded. The eyes didn’t stay semi-closed for long, as mere moments after putting the bar of soap in her mouth, Fluttershy’s eyes shot open and she spit out the cake of cleaning.

“Oh my, soap tastes awful! What was I thinking?” Fluttershy let the warm water cascade into her open mouth, hoping that it would wash away the sudsy feeling in her mouth. This of course was just another way to Thunderlane to sexualize her.

He could feel that familiar feeling that was associated with pleasure; he was going to blow a magnificent load all over the ground. However, something stopped him from achieving his goal.

The brush parted, and a very large and very pissed off looking bear was staring down at the voyaristic pegasus.

“Um... hi there,” Thunderlane said, covering his legs in an attempt to hide his cock. “How’re things with you?”

The bear roared, and grabbed Thunderlane by is neck. He pointed over to Fluttershy, then to Thunderlane, then himself. Even though this was a crude and confusing attempt at communication, somehow Thunderlane got the message.

“Y-you’re Fluttershy’s bear?” The bear nodded, bearing his teeth. Thunderlane ignored this clever pun, and began to shake. He needed to figure a way out of this.

Thunderlane did have an ace, though. Having to live so long with his stretchitus allowed him to use it to his advantage. When in a potentially dangerous position, he could stretch himself all the way out, diving him a deflated, floppy appearance. This often left predators too confused or freaked out to attack him.

The bear held the floppy remains of Thunderlane is his paws, musing him over like he was beach towel. The bear grinned, and took Thunderlane’s phallus in his mouth and blew hard. With a few more breaths, the pervy pegasus had been re-inflated.

Thunderlane giggled nervously. “Well, I think I best be leaving...” The bear slowly advanced on him.

“No! Please! I’m just mere minutes aay from getting the world stalking record!” Thunderlane pled with the ursine.

The bear cracked his knuckles.

Fluttershy had finally finished her shower and was now toweling off. She hear a small crash, and her friend Harry the Bear soon lumbered into sight. He appeared to be holding a detached penis in his hand, and he also appeared to be smoking it rather poshly.

“Did you get another one?” Fluttershy hugged Harry, who grinned as he took another puff of the penis cigar. “You did remember to hide the body where I told you too, right?”

Harry rolled his eyes and nodded. Fluttershy fluttered up in the air and kissed Harry on his wet bear nose.

“You’re the best, Harry.”

Author's Note