Sluttershy, or 'Flutterslut, The Animal Kingdom's Love Dumpster'

Fluttershy wandered further into the forest, wanting to make sure to lose the trail of her perverted friends. She knew the subtle animal trails to follow deep into the brush where most ponies would dare not follow. She NEEDED some truly private time, assuredly away from her prying friends, where she could have an erotic rendezvous with a wild beast, the wilder the better.

She explored deeper, into depths of the forest where even the midday sun barely made it to the bare ground. She stepped on a stick. She jumped, realizing how quiet it was so far in. What was the weather like above? Windy? Sunny? Dark? She could hardly even tell now. Not even the sound of a breeze hissed above. She looked around, and below, less and less sure if what she was following was really a trail, at least of any animal she knew about. She heard distant hoot of an owl. A lone, haunting whippoorwhil. She began to feel a bit nervous. Could she find her way back? She should probably start heading that way. She could try this again tomorrow. She realized she had turned about a bit when she looked about, and now didn't remember which way she had come from.

A crashing sound cascaded in the branches above her. She screamed and ran, ducking her head to avoid whatever branches might be falling, and went black as her head thudded into a dead tree she ran headlong into without looking.

She came back into cognizance with a horrible pain in her head and neck. She realized she could not move, the pain in her head was from bashing into a tree, the pain in her neck was from being held painfully in place by broken wood wedging her in place. She tugged a few times but the pain of trying to move was unbearable, and constricted her breathing. She squeaked, and began to take deep breaths.

'It's okay, Flutters, you've been i stranger jams, you can get out of this, your friends will come looking for you... they'll search this far, won't they?' she thought to herself worriedly. A movement flashed in front of her.

"Oh, hello there, animal friend! nothing to be afraid of, come on out!"

A squirrel popped out of the brambles a few feet away in the small clearing where her dead tree stood.

"Oh, nutter butter! Hello there! Hey, Flutters is in a bit of trouble, can you go and get my friends?"

The squirrel blinked at her dumbly.

"You remember... Pinkie? The pink pony who blew you?"

No change in expression from the squirrel.

"Nutters, you understand me, right?" she asked unassuredly.

The squirrel looked over to the left and there was more motion. Fluttershy looked up anxiously, but it was... a wolf. soon followed by... a tapir... then a warthog... then a hyena... then a fox... then a kinkajou, an ibex, a... she was getting dizzy at the menagerie of animals as they paraded on, and all gathered in front of her. Fluttershy looked on worriedly. The did not look at all conerned about her predicament, or interested in hearing her pleas to go and find help for her. They looked... She knew that look. She looked up and around herself and realized... Uh oh. Nutter Butter the squirrel, seeing all the animals and looking nervous at their prescence, ran away.

'I've really got to have a talk with that squirrel', she thought.

"Now animals, I know what you're thinking... but this isn't really the best time for this right now, and um--"

They began to circle around her and the tree she was stuck in, walking around her, taking her in hungrily. An animal she couldn't see walked up behind her and she began to feel it licking at her nethers.

"N--Nahow just hold on a minute, animals! I said this isn't the best time-- come on, we need to find help, so I can-- mmmphphph!"

The fox jumped at her face and, able to grab a hold of her held-in-place head, mounted her mouth, his bright red christmas-tree light member pressing into her lips and muffling her speech. Wanting to talk but seeing no other (polite) way to get him out of the way, she obligingly serviced him until he sprayed his vulpine seed across her tongue. He moved out of her way, but now she saw he was only the first. Many of the animals now stood in a row behind him, they had formed a line. Somehow, word had gotten out among all the animals of her predicament, and they were going to take advantage of their free unlimited use of her body while she was held there. Behind her she felt a rough, wiry body press against her rump, and a warm, probing, corkscrew-shaped thing penetrate her marehood. The warthog. Soon it was confirmed by his squealing snorts of pleasure. Behind the fox was... oh no... the tapir.

The tapir grinned down at her through his elephantine schnozz as his massive dong, one of the largest in the whole animal kingdom, flopped out and dragged along the ground behind him. The ground almost thundered as he stepped up to her, looking at her expectantly. He walked over diagonally and his cock raised to her face. It was grimy, blackish and pink, sort of like a horse's, but disporportionally large, and so flared on the end it looked like a portabella mushroom. She craned her neck to lick along its sweaty length from the underside, up to the tip, and was rewarded with a dribble of precum which spilled over her face like an overtipped cereal bowl. He thrusted a bit too excitedly and she felt like her neck would break. Her lips stretched way out to take in his apple-sized flare, and she prayed her nostrils would continue to be unblocked, for there was no hope of breathing through her mouth now.

She felt gooey warmth fill deep within her insides squirting from where the roto-rooter cock of the squealing warthog behind her, which she practically forgot about while her face was preoccupied with the tapir's flesh log. She felt his hooves slide off her her and wondered who else was back there.

Meanwhile, the tapir couldn't even move the flared tip of his cock which stuffed the entirely of her oral cavity, but he sure tried, she couldn't even move her tongue around his girth, it was flattened against her mouth, but soon he sputtered a spray of cum into her tightly compacted throat. She was going to drown! She desperately tried to gulp it down to breath again, the rest sprayed out from between her lips. She got in a few weak breaths though her nostrils before she felt herself passing out.

She woke up on a daze, no idea how much time had passed. She felt even more awful and... She could barely see, partly because it was gloomier and looked late in the day, but also because her eyelids were covered in a layer of cum. She blinked to see through it clearly and wished she could just wipe her hoof across her face. A line of animals she hadn't even seen before were still waiting for their turn with her mouth, and her rump stung from countless scratches and bruises from claws and hooves mounting her, and grimy from a layer of spunk covering it.

The animals had kept on going, using her after she had passed out! And she had no idea how long, but judging by the residue of fluids in her mouth and all over her face and rump, it could have been hours! She wondered who was waiting behind her. Her wondering was soon answered by the sound of annoying laughter. the hyena! But she recognized that laugh... she knew this hyena, but this hyena was a female! Which meant....

The hyena chuckled ceaselessly as she reared up and mounted her, and a nine-inch phallus-like clitoris thrusted into and penetrated her cunt. Even in her predicament Fluttershy moaned slightly in embarassment as she came to a reluctant orgasm even in her ongoing zoo of rape. Why had she just now woken up?

And then she rememebered. A low rumble. She looked up once again and heard the low rumble again, coming from the growl of a very horny looking lion grinning down at her, purring with anticipation. He loomed above her, casting a shadow over her. She thought quickly for something to say.

"I... um... Okay mr. lion, I can help you, as long as you promise to hel--ooomphph!"

With an excited roar, the king of beasts pounced up on her, digging his front claws into the back of her scalp and pushing her head down hard as he facefucked her with his.... Fluttershy couldn't help but laugh, even through her crammed mouth at the lion's wierd little curved pink member being shoved in her face.

'It's not even much bigger than angel's!' she thought.

She had been SO worried. But her laughter soon stoped when the salty delicate meathook in her mouth hardened further, and it suddenly felt prickly and barbed, like a thousand tiny hedgehog needles jutting out of it. Fluttershy tried to pull back in pained horor but to no avail, sharp claws and thousands of pounds of muscle forced her mouth down into its prickly thrusts. It felt like being forced to suck a pinecone lollipop.

'Goodness, now I know how Trixie must feel.', she thought as she felt almost like passing out again.

Soon Flutters stopped her awkward struggling and found that it hurt her mouth far less and even felt a little good if she moved her head in the right sync with the intense thrusting of the lion's loins. The regal cat's wierd backwards balls rhythmically slapped square in the center of her face repeatedly as hot musky precum juices began squirting from the tip of the barbed dick stuffing her mouth, tickling her uvula. At first it hurt and stung terribly, but with the right rhythm, the pain numbed into a massage-like sensation on her tongue, gums and the roof of her mouth. Fluttershy soon found herself relishing the numbed, oddly pleasurable pain of the savanah cat's cactus cock. She quietly pleasured him with tiny muffled moans and squeaks of pleasure, the lion rumbling with rhythmic growls of ecstasy.

Meanwhile, as Flutters obediently sucked off the lion, the only other sound was the cacophany of obnoxiously loud bouts of laughter from the female hyena as she pounded Fluttershy's yellow buttocks with her nine inch clitoris. The lion clearly showed annoyance at her, and was soon trying to swing his paws around the tree to swat at the hyena, who quickly worked to dodge his blows.
The two natural enemies were starting a serious fight over her body, and she was about to be right i the middle of it, literally.

"Now you two, there's plenty of my help for everyone to share, let's be ni--"

bad move. the lion, close to cumming, did not appreciate Fluttershy spittig his cock out at the last minute to talk. The butter horse squeaked a bit as the ferocious lion quickly moved to jam her mouth back over his wirebrush cock in time. He had just started cumming, spraying high pressure spurts of big cat cum over her face before making it into her mouth and to the very back of her throat. She gulped it down to keep the lion happy and distracted from annoyance with the hyena. The lion pulled down harder than ever as he was finishing, and Fluttershy felt the tree's rotted wood giving way as she was pulled out through it. The hyena behind fluttershy found herself interrupted as she was still not yet finished,

'Can a female hyena fucking someone with a giant clitoris even 'finish'? and what would she cum? Nature is so fascinating' the yellow mare thought to herself at that moment.

But this question would have to be answered later, as Fluttershy fell forward out of the treehole, making the hyena faceplant into the tree as her glistening clit was pulled out of fluttershy's marehood with a SCHLOOMP. The lion, his head swimming, fell onto his back as fluttershy tumbled forward onto him. The big cat looked down at her with a victorious smile and bearhugged her with his powerful front paws.

Exhausted, fluttershy laid her head against his chest, nuzzling into his soft mane. She looked behind her at the other animals waiting around awkwardly, too afraid to come forward with her now in the arms of the king of the jungle.

"okay, animal friends, fluttershy's work is over for the day. You can all come back next week."

The yellow pegasus looked back up at the lion thankfully for saving her from the other animals, who began walkig back home.
The lion licked her filthy, filthy face down with his sand-paper like tongue until she was clean.

"Thank you, mr. lion. I knew you'd help me. I didn't even have to finish asking. Same time next tuesday?"

The lion nuzzled her one last time and got up, walking back into the depths o the forest. Fluttershy watched him leave then began walking back the other way, though it was nearly dark now. She heard a crashing in the brush coming towards her. She worriedly paused and waited to see what animal this could be.

In the dim light she saw the shape of a pony, and the unmistakable brightness of pink fur. A little squirrel clung to her back. It was Nutters.

"Fluttershy! Are you okay?" she urgently bellowed, running up to her and looking over her. "Nutter-Butter here came right to me and told me you were in trouble deep in the woods, and he led me right to you! Okay well I may have given him a quick blowie but right after that he led me right here! I-- Eew, Fluttershy... you smell like the cum and spit of 100 animals!"

"Nah, just the spit of one animal.", Fluttershy said, smiling weakly.

"Huh?"

"Um.... I'm ready to go back home, Pinkie. Are you?" she asked anxiously in the dimming light.

"Yeah! Come on I baked some brownies just for you!" Pinkie said happily.

"Um... Are they special brownies?"

"Extra special!" Pinkie said, pulling a flashlight out of her mane and turning it on.

"Okay then." Flutters said, and they both walked back home.