"It was a quick trot to school..."
It was a quick trot to school, her pace made all the more urgent thanks to the alarm clock failing once again to ring. Sloppily packed books shuffled within her saddlebags, no doubt wrecking the mare's delicate daffodil sandwich. She ran a tongue over her molars nervously as her speed increased, flicking at impacted remnants of the oatmeal she was hardly able to eat before bolting out the door. An anxious start to an anxious day for a particularly anxious pony, who was made all the more uncomfortable by the familiar tingling in her nethers; it was that time of month once again, and as always, Fluttershy's inability to to woo a stallion proved infinitely frustrating.
Fluttershy sighed heavily, partiality due to the exertion of her gait and partially thanks to the estrus-fueled warmth of her body. Still, the young mare's thoughts toiled over her destination, as they have many a time before. This was the final year of flight school; the culmination of a torturous process of learning to become a "True Pegasus" should have been the crowning achievement for any young pegasi pony before going out into the working world. Values of honor, courage, and self-sacrifice for the greater pegasus society were trumpeted ceaselessly through the booming lectures of her instructors. The storied histories of the pegasi race, becoming more lofty and fantastical with each successive year, stirred the young hearts surrounding Fluttershy; the poor mare felt alone, intimidated by the mere vibrations of her classmaster's decibel-laden voice and seemingly immune to the tales of spears and shields. Only a tempered excitement ever showed in Fluttershy, brought on only by the thought that yes, one day soon, it would all be over. Even in the last quarter of her schooling, she still spent as much time as possible on the ground, preferring a cautious, slow trot to a foolhardy flight that would only leave her weak wings tired and sore. Her sleepy mind, still trapped in the thick molasses of a disturbed slumber, slowly coaxed forth a thought:
At this rate, she'd never make it to the take-off center in time to reach her sky classes.
Although most pegasi savored every chance to stretch their stiff morning wings, Fluttershy took great comfort in the sensation of pinning them tightly to her sides; the downy-soft comfort of being wrapped with feathers was reminiscent of a fillyhood blanket still stored deep within her closet. Early morning skies were filled with every color of coat and every combination of mane. The horizon was decorated with the veritable rainbow of young mares and stallions flying eagerly to classes and experimenting with flying techniques gleaned from the day before. Fluttershy allowed her slender neck to droop, her mane falling languidly in front of her eyes. Silently, she was thankful for the isolation that the small trail away from town provided. Even though it'd been many a season since the arrival of her cutie mark, Fluttershy still couldn't shake the feelings of social misplacement always welling up in her tear ducts whenever she looked to the skies, wondering of everything that family and society told her she should "be".
The cold, firmness of the dirt below felt comforting and natural to her hooves; her head dipped a few millimeters further down.
As Ponyville began to vanish in the distance, a thin gust of air blew across the pony's lithe features. Dancing a few errant strands of pink up and away from her eyes, Fluttershy caught sight of the deep woods close to her left. Her quick trot slowed, and then paused entirely. The flight center was just a few miles around the density of the trees, normally what should have been a quick trip for any pegasus now made into an ordeal thanks to the mare's reluctance towards flight...but maybe, just maybe, if she cut through the forest this time...
Fluttershy shook her head, attempting to knock the silly idea loose. No, it wouldn't do for a pony to travel through the outskirts of the Everfree alone, especially so soon after daybreak. Who knows what strange creatures or ponies might be lurking within, just waiting to get their claws and hooves on an innocent, defenseless mare to...well, whatever it was that big, scary Everfree dwellers did. Then again, she'd already been late to class several times this semester, and her assigned flight instructor was anything but sympathetic. Considering her excessive tardiness combined with her poor flying performance, it wouldn't take many more mistakes before she was recycled backward for another hellish year of social ostracization and archaic discipline. Fluttershy's hooves shuffled in small circles on the thin path as she attempted to weigh the risks of traversing the gnarled woods versus the too-lengthy trail; her marehood dribbled slightly onto the dirt, and...wait, yes, she was an adult now, an adult with responsibilities who needed to get to class on time and save whatever wingpower she could to pass, no matter what the dangers. Maybe her instructors held a sliver of truth, maybe being a pegasus really did mean finally growing up and throwing concerns to the wind in order to better herself. Maybe all she needed to do was muster an ounce more bravery, an ounce more determination, and then she could put the whole tumultuous experience that was "school" behind her and open that animal clinic for cute little critters...
Fluttershy's thoughts began to wander to the future; she felt a new sense of elation spark her skin as she trotted towards the wilderness. Yes, this was correct, this was her body telling her exactly what she needed to do, what she had to do in order to achieve her goals. Quickly the darkness of the towering trees overtook the mare, casting their all-consuming shadows across her lemon-yellow fur. As the wispy trail of dirt fell far behind, Fluttershy let slip a gentle smile. For the first time that morning she had something to feel happy about, and was certain she'd make it to her classes within the required hour; the foreboding wood no longer ominous...
~*~
"Oh no, oh no, oh no!" Fluttershy gasped, tears pooling in the corners of her eyes from the wind and her bubbling nervousness. The mare sprinted through the overgrowth in a panic; each wilted tree looked the same, each jagged boulder appeared identical to the ones supposedly left hundreds of yards behind. Every landmark inside of the Everfree blurred together in an unthinkably impossible puzzle, which in the act of solving Fluttershy was woefully inept. Her legs screamed that she halt, that she give them a moment of respite, yet the tunnel-visioned Fluttershy heard only the blaring alarm of her anxiety that she would, yet again, be hopelessly late for takeoff-time with her class. Why did she pick the Everfree, out of all other places, to practice being brave? Why didn't she stay on her safe, familiar path? Countless whys, woes, and other melancholic regrets mixed potently with the nausea forming in her stomach and put a halt to her frantic pace. Lost, hopelessly and utterly lost... "No, no, no..."
Slowly, the gasping mare caught her breath. It wouldn't do to bother saving her wingpower for the day's flight evaluations after such a strenuous dash; Fluttershy hesitantly resolved to take to the skies with the hopes of being able to spot a way out of the endless woods. A soft sniffle was the only sound to accompany her racing heart as she brushed a few wild strands of her mane from her face. Fluttershy removed her saddlebags and tossed them haphazardly against a nearby stump. Her slick marehood burned for attention, seemingly aggravated by the rush of blood coursing through her body and caused the mare to mutter a repostive curse. The pains of estrus were simply sprinkles on the cake of misery that was her terrible morning.
Fluttershy's exercise in self-pity was put to an abrupt halt when a small bunch of butterflies exploded from the endless limbs of foliage, each finding its own way through the glittering light beams penetrating the Everfree. She watched mutely as they made their aerial paths; the wisps of their fluttering seemed to alleviate some of her anxiety. Fluttershy slowly ruffled her wings as she calmed. Truly, despite being lost, the mare was still in her woodsy element. She mentally focused on the calming breezes, the perplexing colors, and the tranquil solitude that the omnipotent forest provided. Soaking in peaceful meditation, the mare's muscles relaxed as her neglected clitoris began winking in earnest. Slowly, Fluttershy found her forehoof tracing closer towards the squelching; within her newfound grove, she was safe...
A stark realization struck Fluttershy before her hoof could reach its destination. As desperate as she was to soothe her aching mound, Fluttershy would have no hope of arriving for even the afternoon lectures if she spent the rest of the morning masturbating in the middle of nowhere. Reluctantly, the pegasus pulled her leg away with a mewl of disappointment. Casting her timid gaze to the sky, she searched for the widest crevice in the dense foliage to meekly slip through. After settling on a particularly open space, Fluttershy stretched out her stiff wings. The young mare resigned herself to flight, and without even remembering to retrieve her saddlebags, took-
"Hey there, little mare! Don't forget your bags!"
"Gah!" Fluttershy squealed mid-takeoff, startled by the mysterious voice. Her wings flailed pathetically, managing only a meter's worth of height before sending the pegasus tumbling gracelessly to the ground. Scrambling to her hooves, Fluttershy, whipped her neck around in a vain attempt to identify the sudden source. The thick shrubbery seemed to bristle with a life all its own. Nopony could be easily seen...
"Are you lost, lil' filly?"
Fluttershy craned her head back in response to a separate yet equally alarming voice from above. This time, her azure-guarded retinas were able to focus successfully on a rather well-muscled creature on a high-up branch. He, to which the masculine identifier "he" seemed almost an understatement thanks to his gratuitously exposed masculinity, laid lazily in the buff. His cunning, sentient eyes intently focused on the mare below with an almost transfixing gaze that sapped Fluttershy of movement. No claws, no fangs, no wings...one of the few, rarest of creatures able to live within the Everfree by quickness of mind and readiness of adaptation alone; previously only know to fable, ...
"A...a human!"
"A trio of humans, to be precise. Here to help a poor, lost little mare find her way out of the big, scary woods."
An analytical voice sounded from the briar ahead as a pair of equally lithe males emerged from a leafier patch to join their companion. Fluttershy scanned them mutely, her heart catching in her throat and preventing any other words from escaping. The mare's eyes darted back and forth, from their bodies to their faces, noting every subtle difference of appearance. Although of similar build, the refined differences of muscle, skin and hair left each male unique, each human a tell-tale separate entity from another. Subconsciously, Fluttershy's over-observant mind serviced her well, although she found herself fixated increasingly on the proud appendages swaying between their legs.
"Like what you see? You know, not many ponies manage to make it so far into the Everfree to ever see a human in-person. Let us give you a better look..." the first voice from earlier cooed as the pair approached with slow, confident steps. Reflexively, she took a single step back and prepared to take another. How they spoke so fluently was a mystery, how they survived without weapons was unthinkable...finally, Fluttershy was able to speak after clearing her throat with a timid swallow.
"Oh, th-thank you, but I...well, I'm lost Mr. Human, a-and I was just about to-"
The human perched on the branch above dropped down close behind her, interrupting the mare as he landed heavily. Fluttershy had been unable to stop her clumsy hooves from sending her flanks right into his lower waist.
"Nah, she's one of those pegasus-types. Probably got separated from that proud-and-haughty academy crew flying a-ways outside the western expanses," his firm, calloused hands easily reached out and stroked the base of Fluttershy's wings, nearly sending the shaking mare into a spasm. "There's no sense in thinking this filly's lost when she's got these."
"Hmm, is this true then, little mare? Are you lost, injured...or perhaps you sought out relief deep within human territory for a more pertinent matter?"
Fluttershy's jaw slacked at the sensation at her joints before she could reply, bewildered how such a creature of wilderness could have a caress so soft and comforting. She extended a wing reflexively, allowing the male at her flanks easier access by a few centimeters. However, unbeknownst to the young mare, her nethers would betray her position of estrus and solve the riddle for the inquisitive human to her front:
A thin, yellowish liquid arced from her swollen lips to meet the ground below.
"Ohhh, I see," the well-spoken man said while he adopted a hungry look, "A horny little lemondrop ditches her clique to 'take care of business' in the woods? How naughty of you."
"I...I..." Fluttershy stumbled for words, unable to correct him. She'd heard stories about the myth of humanity's lust, and felt a simultaneous joy tinted with fear. Fluttershy's body spoke for her, extending her twitching wings one feather at a time as the male to her rear continued petting.
"My, look how stiff those wings are getting. There really isn't any doubt as to the meaning of your presence, is there?"
The pair stepped closer, pressing the blushing pegasus backward against the male stroking her feathers. Their veined spears raised in unison, jutting firmly at the mare as if ready to tax her quivering flesh for daring to enter the unforgiving Everfree. Time ebbed into nothing as their broad human girths captivated the mare; her starving gaze traced each curve and bell end. It was as though they were carved by Celestia herself for the pleasures of mare-kind; each man's lengthy trunk was so perfectly hewed for fertilization. Her imagination ran amok with all the ways their perfectly-shaped members could sate her lust. Fluttershy would have been reluctant to admit the true number of species she'd "studied", having spent many a masturbation session nose-deep in her beast anatomy books...but nothing compared to the sight and smell of a musk-laden human phallus in person.
Fluttershy quickly swallowed the excess saliva pooling in her mouth.
"W-w-well, maybe I...m-maybe I can stay for a little while..." she felt her nervous heartbeat pause as the lithe, eloquent man in front wrapped his muscled arms around her body. Losing herself in the sensation, it quickly became one of assuagement and security. The embrace of such a confident male made the young mare shiver with delight. She should have been terrified by such a foreign species. She should have been intimidated by the all-too-obvious intent of the males around her, considering the prowess of mankind...but deep down, an uncertain courage coaxed her to remain; the males jockeyed for positions.
"I call her mouth! I want to see those lips trembling around something other than the empty air."
"Mmm, she has quite the pert little backside. I wonder how well she can take a man within her barren hole..."
"Want her ass? Fine with me. Watchin' her from the trees gave me a pretty nice view of her gettin' ready to hoof herself raw. That marehood is mine..."
Fluttershy was fondled separately by each male as the lithe human carried her to a softer patch of grass in the open. Having called her anus, he spent a considerable effort prodding her tight sphincter with a thumb and driving the horny mare mad in his arms. Laying her head against his chest, she felt his powerful heartbeat and let slip another stream of pre onto his rock-hard member. She could nearly feel its heat radiating against her dripping lips. Fluttershy was so close to it, so close to them all, and they were going to take her, going to ravish her...her, the shyest pegasus in Equestria, taking a rutting from not one but three humans at the same time, and she was on fire, simply burning with a long-overdue need to be bred, just bred until she passed out, just bred like ~~a whorese~~, ~~a slave~~, a broodmare fit only for carrying the foals of humankind and oh please Celestia just let him fuck me...
~~I was~~ Fluttershy was settled in a little-spoon manner as the human laid on his back. The other two males took their places at her front and her hindquarters, experimenting with her hooves as they positioned themselves silently. It was clear the trio had experience with rutting mares; just how many fell victim to the wonderful carnality of humanity? Fluttershy leaned her head back, shivering harder each time the man below nipped his teeth at her neck. Locks of pink mane fell to each side of Fluttershy's head as her vision cleared. Her eyes dilated as she was greeted with the sight of the young, eager human kneeling before her inverted form; she watched hypnotized as his phallus throbbed impatiently.
"Ohh, she's lookin' like a tight one." the male kneeling near her tail chuckled as he began to rub his length along her trembling netherlips. "Wonder how much she'll take..."
"Her body is tense," the human below murmured, his middle digit stroking the subtle nape of Fluttershy's neck. "We should loosen her up thoroughly; really help her relax." Fluttershy stifled a groan as she felt the second member make contact with her body, its girth pressing into the tightened pucker of her anus. It was all happening so fast, so terrifyingly, wonderfully fast...
"Don't know if you're gonna fit down there."
"You say that about every mare's ass I breed..."
Fluttershy felt slightly awkward in the position as her rear hooves were gently spread by gripping hands. They were relocated towards her inner thighs after she was fully exposed, kneading her yellow fur and groin muscles like buttery dough. For the first time in her life she was scrutinized by members of the opposite sex, and they weren't even pony-related. The tepid forest air met her private parts well, and she winked in rapid succession despite her extreme embarrassment. She yelped as her button was met with a hearty smack of human meat, sending a lewd sound of wetness through the grove. Not a second later, Fluttershy let loose another stream of pre, thoroughly lubricating the men. This time, the human at her ass was able to penetrate, shoving the first few inches of himself into the mare's bowels. Fluttershy groaned, trying in vain to relax her clenching anus around the invading member. Her first penetration, and it was in her butt! She wiggled ceaselessly, panting at the pain and pleasure of such shapely glans claiming her naughtiest place.
Just as she was beginning to feel comfortable, Fluttershy let out a wailing cry. Moments after her butt was skewered, her marehood was as well. The human grunted, biting his lower lip. He shuffled on his knees and better positioned himself to overcome the intense resistance of the once-virgin flower. It didn't take long for him to accomplish his task, and he easily split Fluttershy in twain. Fluttershy's marehood immediately went to task, reflexively gripping and massaging the human further inside. The young mare let a wild groan slip her lips before the third and final cock found its home between her cheeks. All at once, the pegasus transcended paragons of inexperience and anxiousness into having each of her holes filled with richly-hung men. Her mind spun in a fruitless attempt to record any aspect of her de-floweration; her thin hymen gave way to the unyielding lust of human cock. Too much, it was all simply too much...
"Hey, I think this filly's a virgin."
"She's certainly, mmmph...tight in her ass."
"Well her tonguework sure is sloppy..."
Fluttershy made an audible "gulk" as her gullet was further filled with warm, hard male. Her flat, long tongue lapped along the topside of the shaft, feeling the human's rapid pulse through the raised veins. His pheromone-laden pre dripped into her throat as Fluttershy's nose nearly met his testicles. A hot outsnort of air refreshed her palette, allowing the mare to sample the human's musky flavor. Her mouth salivated, eager to lubricate the thickened meat with the hopes its vivacious bell would massage her tonsils and esophagus. Quick, shallow thrusts from the male fulfilled Fluttershy's wish; she straightened her neck and forced herself to breathe as best she could through her nostrils.
Stretched far beyond what she'd grown accustomed to through masturbation, her marehood didn't fare as easily against its human occupant. Each ridge and bump of Fluttershy's walls gave way to the iron width forcing itself deeper with each passing moment. Her clitoris winked feverishly, free to blink with reflexive pleasure after being forced inside its fleshy pocket during initial penetration. Fluttershy gurgled softly on the phallus stretching her jaw each time her button met the human's length. Intense friction coaxed out a well-muffled yelp as the pony's cervix was roughly kissed by his crown. Pausing for only a moment, the grunting male gave her a brief respite before his own shallow thrusts worked at stretching the filly even further. Fluttershy's half-climaxes were insignificant compared to the orgasm that suddenly thundered closer. Each scrape of the human's glans threw the mare into abyssal insanity; her body trembled violently and sent a thick, yellowish load of marecum spilling over her buzzing netherlips.
The lubrication was of much-needed benefit for the girthy male within Fluttershy's anus; he was the foundation for the mare's balance. He took the longest to extend his penetration, finally sliding himself fully within Fluttershy's tight ass with the aid of her soupy orgasm. Despite taking the greatest length of time, he was the first human to accomplish hilting within one of the young mare's orifices. Fluttershy's neck fell victim to his gentle biting as his hands wandered over her outstretched wings. Each feather was meticulously preened by the lithe man's dexterous fingers. Fluttershy would have never imagined that a human would be so familiar with her erogenous zones, but the rumors of sentient intelligence were clearly on display... to the mare's benefit. An aching soreness developed from having such a studly lover buried so deep inside her clenching ass, but it was quickly eclipsed by waves of pleasure each time he flexed his pelvic floor muscles. The result was an unbelievable massaging of her barren hole that would have sent Fluttershy's hips bucking backwards with breeding lust...if she'd actually had the capacity to do so.
The males adjusted themselves as needed and worked themselves into a well-timed groove. Already, they had lasted far longer than any stallion could ever possibly hoped to compete with, but she paid it no mind. To the little yellow pegasus, it didn't matter just how ruined she was for her own species; she'd already fallen in love with another. There was no longer any speaking, no longer any teasing...only the sacred act of xenophilic breeding, its lewdness well-shrouded in secrecy by the dense wood. The human in her mouth gently ran his fingertips against her throat, feeling each time she swallowed both along his tickling digits and his tumescent member. At her south end, the males enacted an earnest lovemaking which alternated sending one cock nearly outward while the other attempted to re-hilt her depths. Thin vaginal and anal membranes were the only separation between the rampaging men; the sandwiching of Fluttershy's innermost flesh sent tears of bliss cascading from her estrus-stricken features. She nearly went feral with desire, letting loose a throaty whinny and climaxing violently. Shaking as if a mare possessed, Fluttershy halted the thrusting of the men from the sheer erratic nature of her contractions. A surge of confidence and electricity welled-up through her heart. They, these wonderful humans, were sort of like lost little critters in their own way...well, certainly not "little", but highly sentient beings in need none the less. Fluttershy was proud to take care of them; there, in the center of it all, she'd never felt more fulfilled.
Suddenly, the passionate rutting of the three males grew more ardent. Each man's thrusting became terse in a unique, yet familiar way. Even the inexperienced mare understood what was about to occur. Fluttershy tensed, preparing for the unknown experience of being fertilized by a human in each of her cream-hungry holes.
"I hope you're a thirsty mare."
"Don't letta drop go to waste!"
"Beg for what you need, you sexy little horse."
"Mmmmphh, mmmpphhh!"
Fluttershy's muffled nickers struggled forth as she clenched her eyes tightly. Each human planted himself as deep as his respective orifice could allow; the phalluses became impossibly rigid. Fluttershy held her breath, taking in every marvelous sensation of sweat and sinew as the first male, perfectly in-line to seed her womb, exploded. Warmth, hotter than a volcano, surged into the pegasus as her marehood reflexively milked forth the man's sperm. Not a moment later, the ring of her ass clamped at the sensation of human cum flowing through the thick pole it so jealously claimed; her bowels took each fierce spurt as her insides filled to capacity. Too focused on the amazing virility of the men at her flanks, Fluttershy was unprepared for the first heavy rope of cream shooting down her eager gullet. The angle of her throat caused a slight ricochet of the following spurts, each building up in a reservoir between her cheeks as the mewling mare failed to swallow her milk quick enough. The taste was marvelous...salty and rich, it met her palette well as she greedily gulped thick mounds of human love. Her wings flapped once, fanning the men with a gust of forest air as Fluttershy climaxed for the umpteenth time.
Eventually, the three males separately gave a last, glorious rut and planted their essence deep within the mare they've so thoroughly marked. The grove filled with pants and grunts as each human took turns withdrawing himself. The one in her mouth was first, leaving a thick glob of semen the corner of her lips. Next was the one inside her marehood, who adopted a leisurely pace until his swollen glans left Fluttershy with a 'pop'. Finally the man in her ass wrapped his arms around her stomach, once again lifting her up as he gingerly rose to his feet. He lifted the mare off from his member, although the her tight sphincter was reluctant to release its prize. She was surprised by the lack of any thin fluids immediately following their wake; human sperm appeared far more viscous than that of stallions, at least compared to what she's read to expect. The stud set her down gently, breathing from the intensity of his own climax. Fluttershy's jelly-like limbs struggled to respond to the commands of her brain, but it was all for naught. Still, a feeling of serenity washed over the mare, causing an involuntary rustle of her wings. The tired pony rest her head along the lush grass, surprisingly at-ease around the trio of humans.
"You think she's good for another round? Been awhile since we've had a mare this tight to play with."
"Nah, this was certainly her first time. It'd be best to let her rest and recuperate some lost energy."
"I think that's a good idea," the lithe human knelt close, gently petting the pegasus softly along her wings. "Let's let her sleep it off. We'll watch her for awhile to make sure she's safe from harm."
Almost as if on cue, Fluttershy's eyelids fluttered once before becoming hopelessly heavy. Her dark, fleshy nethers were stained with ivory; the mare hiccuped once with a tummy full of warm cum. The humans now hardly seemed winded, even after rutting for what felt like forever. Silently, Fluttershy was thankful for the chance to rest and couldn't imagine going a second round with the men. Her heartbeat slowed with the male's calming strokes, and before she knew it, Fluttershy fell deeply into slumber. The Everfree was far less frightening than before...
~*~
Fluttershy awoke slowly, one eye peeking open to meet a single songbird chirping overhead. It was still quite sunny within the secluded grove, apparently empty besides the single pony inhabitant. With a delicate yawn, Fluttershy tasted the lingering flavor of male. She couldn't resist repeating the motions of her tongue, running the muscle over and over again against the remaining thick film of human cum coating her mouth. The dock of her tail was still wet, although it would appear as though the lion's share of sperm still remained within her holes. She kicked her hooves gaily at the thought of being so heavy with human love; her oversensitive flanks shivered. Fluttershy's expression radiated with the joy only a well-bred mare could manage.
Experimentally, the mare tested her limbs. She shakily stood, only to find her saddlebags once leaning against her back shifting to the ground. A small, tattered piece of parchment paper fluttered onto the dirt; it was carefully retrieved. Her eyes traced lines of charcoal, noting the carefully marked path branching off what appeared to be a cluster of trees marked with an 'x' on a makeshift map. A thin trail leading off from the forested location depicted a narrow road leading to the flight academy. Fluttershy was almost certain that it was the trail she so brazenly left behind earlier in the day. Details of rough measurements charted the way to safe groves...with the one at the center clearly marked with a subtly-telling heart. At the bottom of the paper, Fluttershy was further surprised to find legible text. She scanned the words rapidly, reading the message aloud...
"Whenever the need arises."
A thin smile quickly evolved into a bubbling giggle before culminating in an ecstatic squeal. Fluttershy didn't give a single iota of thought to how late she'd slept, nor that she'd basically missed the full day of flight academy. It had easily been the best day of her life, and tucking the map snug within her now-donned saddlebags, swore it would not be her last. Fluttershy unfurled her wings as if a larva fresh from metamorphosis before perfectly catching a gust of air. A crisp waterfall of realization cleansed the mare; toxic anxiety was washed away. Fluttershy emerged from a break in the canopy, finally able to navigate towards home. With the ivory cargo stowed safely within her body, her form soared lighter than she'd ever flown before; a butterfly coursing along the afternoon breeze...
