Fluttershy's Tree

Fluttershy’s Tree, Part 1: Loneliness

Fluttershy awoke feeling warm all over. She pulled over the covers and attempted to cool herself off. It wasn’t coming from the room, it was coming from in her. The dreadful realization came over her when she remembered that it was mating season. She’d been feeling a tingling sensation in her nethers all week; today it was overpowering.

She needed somepony. Her heart yearned for a crutch, somepony to support her, even just thinking about cuddling with somepony was exciting her.

Mating season was a horrible tease, every year there’d be that one week where her hunger was at its peak, an itch that needed to be scratched. An itch that every year she’d attempt to scratch by finding somepony. Her shyness was her great enemy. She yearned for the true experience of being with a stallion that cared, but she never found it.

Every year she ended up face down in her pillow, tears soaking the clean fabric. It was going to end the same way this year. Alone. Her hopefulness made matters worse; instead of ever releasing the pressure by pleasuring herself, she would remain hopeful, waiting for that one day her stallion would be there.

She wasn’t even going to try. All the awkward attempts at finding somepony that was single; it ended in embarrassment every time. The dampness, tightness, and general uncomfortableness she could feel in her private area was maddening. She wasn’t going to let it bother her; she’d wait it out, simply allowing it to go away on its own.

It was time to move on with her life, and get her morning chores done. She needed to tend to the animals and water her garden.

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Fluttershy tilted her head, allowing the watering can to rain water on the sapling in front of her. Pretty soon she would not be able to call it a sapling; it had been in her life ever since she touched down in Ponyville. That fateful day she earned her cutie mark, she came across the young tree, still only half as tall as the filly she was.

It filled her with joy to know she was now living next to this symbol of hope. It appeared to her on her happiest day, and it continued to bring her a smile every time she came out to water it. Now the sapling had a thick body and towered a few feet above her head. Only when she fully outstretched her body could she reach her hooves to the top branch.

The brown structure had two branches. One protruded out at the top, and the other was stubbier, and at the perfect level for resting her hoof on.

With the tree now satiated with water, Fluttershy placed the watering can on the ground. “If only you could talk back, Mr. Tree...” Fluttershy had solemn aura about her. “You’d listen to my problems.”

The pressure in her system was irritating, she could feel a warmth in her system. Her marehood begged for stimulation by lubricating itself. She could only wish she was more bold.

“You, see...” Fluttershy moved in closer to the sapling. “I’m upset. I can’t find anypony, and I’m... I’m really... I’m really horny. Okay. There, I said it.” She only wished that she could be that assertive in front of a stallion.

Simply talking to the lone sapling surrounded by her carefully placed garden-fencing was taking away the stress. The mare-in-heat felt like she had lost weight off of her chest as she thought about how easy it was to tell her feelings to the tree.

“Uhm... Yeah, I have this... this thing. And it’s leaking, because you know, it wants me to get somepony inside of it...” She turned around. Her face couldn’t stave off a blush as she raised her tail, revealing her vulva to the world. Standing there with her privates exposed was a fresh experience for the shy pegasus, she had never had the courage to do anything in front of a real stallion.

With a new boldness in her system, Fluttershy smiled, lowered her tail, and picked up her watering can with her teeth. Today she’d be a new mare. “Thanks, Mr. Tree.”

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Everything hurt as Fluttershy woke up the next day. She tried not to think about the events that transpired the day before. Once again, she had to simply her raging arousal.

By the time she got to the secluded section of her garden that housed her special sapling, the weight of the world was too much. She lost her grip on the half-full watering can as her body gave in, limbs collapsing causing her to fall into the damp ground.

She couldn’t get up. Tears welled up in her eyes and within seconds they were pouring down her face in a torrent.

Fluttershy wailed loudly, not caring if somepony was around to hear her. “Why can’t I do anything right?” She directed her strained voice towards the tree. “I tried to be bold, but it backfired; I’m as shy as ever!” A dark spot was forming in the dirt below her face from the sheer amount of tears coming off her face. “Nopony will ever know my problems now!”

Getting up, clumps of soil fell from Fluttershy’s joints. Forcibly dragging her body to the sapling. Her forehooves wrapped around its girth, hugging it, wanting it to take her pain away.

“I’m sorry...” Fluttershy squeezed the trunk as hard as she could. “I dropped your water over there...” Her concern shifted from herself to the tree. Its rough bark provided a calming sensation in her body. He was the life that she helped maintained through her days; even though he is wooden, he is still as much alive as anypony she knew was. The pleasantness of the touch penetrated her soul, simply being close with the tree made her hardships melt away.

Her forehead rested against the upper area of the tree while her hoof relaxed on the bottom nub. The vast amount of suffering she was enduring through this mating season wasn’t cause for her heightened heart rate; being so close with another living being, her sapling, gave her an excited feeling of connection.

Without water, her friend was going to wither. She could travel away to refill the can with the hose, but she didn’t want to leave him.

Fluttershy blushed as she felt an idea coming over her. “Uhm, Tree... I don’t know if you think you know me that well, but I’ve known you for many, many years... Would you be embarrassed if...” She couldn’t bring herself to say it. It was so personal, such a sign of closeness, she didn’t know if she was ready.

Taking a deep breath, Fluttershy readied herself. “I was thinking, you need a drink... I didn’t pee yet this morning...” Her face was on fire at the implications of her words. “D-Do you mind if I go... on you?”

The tree wasn’t there to argue with Fluttershy, everything seemed serene. The soft touch of her hooves on the bark allowed her to feel the energy of the tree. She smiled as she realized the sapling was giving her nothing but a positive aura.

“I hope you like it.” Fluttershy drew her body even closer to her friend. Her haunches were only inches away from its bark.

It was almost surreal as she realized what she was about to do. Sharing such an intimate part of her gave her the feeling that there was something more than friendship between them.

The butter-yellow pegasus relaxed her body. Removing the tension in her body she attempted to empty her bladder. Her shy nature prevented her from letting go right away. After a minute of concentration, Fluttershy whispered “It’s coming...”

A burst of urine sailed out of her nether-region. Its messy makeup of the yellow liquid peppered the bark with dampness while some rebounded onto her haunches. Giving a gentle push, her flow of pee merged into a uniform stream. The sound of her tinkling filled the quiet morning with splashes of life.

The yellow stream carried her body heat. Everything about her was inside the pee; it contained the essence of her and she was giving it to another being. The strong-smelling liquid emitting out of her private area was giving life to the tree, quenching the thirst of its shriveling roots. Thinking about what she was doing for the tree was simply romantic.

As the flow slowed down and the trickle came to an end, Fluttershy smiled, nuzzling the tree’s upper region with her snout. “I hope you know you’re special to me, not just anypony gets to watch me use the bathroom."

Trotting over to the saddlebags that still lay on the ground from when she fell, Fluttershy opened them and pulled out a tissue. Her labia, saturated with urine, lusted for a sense of dryness.

In a last act, she put the tissue in her forehoof and allowed her flanks to face the tree. Her wet genitals were on full display as she moved her tail away and pushed the tissue onto her crotch. Its white makeup was dyed an amber-yellow as it picked up the leftover urine. She felt naughty and flirtatious as she felt her hoof touching her vulva, even some fluids of her arousal were getting on the tissue.

Never had Fluttershy done something so naughty; it was exhilarating. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” Fluttershy said in her shy voice, feeling as if she had just had an exciting first date.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

A new day was upon her, and it was yet another day to spend with her tree.

“Guess what Mr. Tree, I didn’t bring you enough water. You know what that means!” She smirked from her naughty intentions. The most important part was how understanding the tree was for continuing plight.

The fire in her loins had not let up, and once again her marehood begged for penetration. Fluttershy felt a little more comfortable with the tree, and now thought it might be the right time to cuddle.

Taking off her saddlebags and moving over to the strong sapling, she stretched her hind leg over the lower branch. Positioning herself comfortably, she focused her weight on her genitalia making contact with the protruding arm. She wrapped her forehooves around the girth of the the tree.

Its strong structure supported her body weight and she felt safe. She hoped the tree didn’t mind, because rounded edge of the extended branch she was sitting on was getting damp with her arousal.

Fluttershy placed her lips on the bark of the tree, kissing it softly. “I’m gonna go pee now,” She winked.
With heightened comfort, a vast wetness appeared around her crotch as she started peeing on her lover. It dampened her entire crotch, rolling over the wood and splashing into the dirt.

She extended her tongue with her lips still on the sapling, tasting its rough bark as she peed slowly, allowing the act to be taken in as the ultimate display of her sexiness. The intimacy was in the air as she straddled the tree, allowing her sweet nectar of life to dampen the area.

As the the liquid ran out, she grinded her crotch on the tree, wiping the excess off along with some liquid excitement.

“That’s all you get for today, Mr. Tree.” Fluttershy wanted to keep up a hard-to-get persona. Everything was going great. She never felt closer to anypony in her life. The tree had really grown on her.

~~~ ~~~ ~~~

Fluttershy woke up the next morning feeling amazing. Though she had to desperately pee, she knew holding it was worth it. Today was the day she was going to surprise her sapling.

The morning breeze chilled Fluttershy’s coat, but knowing that her lover was waiting for her cut through the cold. A sense of warmth brewed inside her body as she thought about him.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Tree, but you’re going to have to wait a bit for your water today.” Fluttershy winked, teasing her plan. Her heart was pounding, but she knew it was time. The anticipation over the past few days was worth it for this moment. The sturdy entity in front of her had provided her with somepony to talk to, somepony to hug, somepony who would support her in her time of need.

The no-longer-lonely pegasus could feel the tree smiling as she pulled a piece of sandpaper from her saddle bags. The coarse sheet felt rough inside her mouth. She couldn’t help but spit after she dropped the paper onto the small protruding branch, slightly above her shoulder.

Using her warm, welcoming hoof, she began to rub the paper around the branch, sanding away the roughness. By the time she had finished, the long nub was smooth, and the fine, light-wood had been exposed.

Fluttershy couldn't help but blush. She knew nopony was around, but just the thought of getting caught was horrifying. This was her intimate moment; she was thankful for the natural privacy where the secluded garden was located.

The excitement and anticipation inside her body only increased as she tongued the now exposed wood of the tree. Fluttershy felt a positive aura pouring from her sturdy friend when she allowed her tongue to softly tease its hard casing. The sanded bark was smooth as her saliva coated the surface, lubricating it for the job at hand. The tree understood her needs; it was another year without a stallion, if she didn’t get any release she didn’t know what she would do.

The sodden bark’s blunt end was the perfect size. Her haunches trembled as she moved away and turned around. The butter-yellow pegasus, aware of her red face, as her entire body became hot. She had never been with anypony before and this was the tree that she had helped grow for so many years. It was special to her. It knew her. It loved her. It was there for her. She felt only a deep sense of love as she swept her vibrant pink tail to the side.

Her body relaxed and her hind legs parted. She knew it was looking at the parts that made her a mare. Putting herself on display was exciting, she could feel the liquid of her own arousal accumulating on her vulva.

She knew It was traditional for a mare to show her affection for a stallion by letting him watch her pee. Though Fluttershy hadn’t gone to the bathroom since last night, she struggled to let go in the presence of whom she loved. It was embarrassing to struggle with such an act, but she had always had a shy bladder. Tilting her head, she gave a smile, and shyly looked to the ground before laying her eyes on the sapling. It beckoned for her.

The tree had done everything for her. Last night, she decided she would finally give him a treat. Before going to bed, Fluttershy had taken a drink of water, but she couldn’t stop at one. She ended up filling herself with cup after cup until she couldn’t take anymore. As she drifted off to sleep, she could only picture her special sapling. It took endurance to save it until now, but she fended off the urge and allowed her desperation to grow. When she woke up her body was trembling, shaking from the sharpness in her bladder. She even had her hoof to her underbelly at one point, wanting to physically stop anything from starting. It was all in the name of love.

Her heart melted and her nervousness subsided. Her muscles loosened and her bladder began to release. A small golden spurt of fluid landed in the soil. Concentrating on relaxation, Fluttershy continued her loving smile, and pushed. A healthy stream of urine emitted out of her, sailing over the dirt, and arching onto the brown bark of her lover.

The warm pee penetrated the cool morning air, creating a steamy splash as it saturated the wood. Fluttershy couldn’t help but feel a special warmth in her privates as she watched herself doing such a sensual act. The tree was taking away all of her suffering; the pain she felt when she was desperate to urinate was gone now. It was only a pleasant sense of relief on her mind now, thinking about how much she must be making her tree friend happy as well. Her light-amber juice was the liquid of life for the tree. Without it, it would surely shrivel from dehydration.

“I hope... you’re enjoying the drink today. I tried hard to make sure to have a lot.” Fluttershy didn’t fail to be quiet with her words, even given the circumstances. She imagined the sapling’s roots dancing with glee as they delivered the taste of her urine to the tree as her tastebuds would for herself. She hoped her diet made the liquid taste good; judging by the strong scent of musk combined with the beautiful flowers’ essence penetrating her nostrils; she was certain her pee was delicious.

As the pitter-patter of urine started to soften, Fluttershy’s stream slowed. The last beads of urine fell from her, disappearing in the dirt below. The leftover trickle made a path down her hind leg, darkening her fur on the way down. In the finale of her sensual display, she allowed herself to put her weight on one forehoof and placed the other on her marehood. The sensation of the touch excited her sensitive parts. The pee soaked around her crotch dampened the fur on her hoof, combining with her natural lubrication.

With a little struggle, she pushed once again. A squirt of the stray urine still left in her tract, along with the liquid arousal that had seeped over the opening of her urethra, shot onto her hoof. The warmth of her body heat was now embedded in the fur of her hoof.

Slowly raising her damp hoof to her mouth, she wafted in the scent of her urine. The magnificent liquid never failed to excite her senses. Her heart had to be racing, pounding faster than it ever had in her life. She allowed the tickle of her tongue to sweep the juices of her hoof, savoring every droplet of her pee, and noted the tangy taste of her excitement. Her half-lidded eyes signaled her true intentions as she stared deeply at the tree she loved, taking one final, slow, lick from her pee-sodden hoof.

The perfectly-sanded phallic branch at the perfect height was so inviting. She had never felt a great sense of arousal in her life. Her pussy was simply dripping with excitement. She could hear subtle sounds of her lubricant falling into the soils as she inched her flanks closer to her lover’s member.

She let out a soft sound of pleasure as she felt the tip touching the outside of her vulva. She moved herself more, allowing the balled end to part the entrance to her vagina, settling at the opening. Fluttershy melted under the touch of somepony else being so intimate with her.

She let out a grunt as she prepared to take in the girth of the protrusion. “Uhhh, tree, you’re sooo big.” Fluttershy’s words emanated the combination of pleasure and struggle. The phallic branch was going inside her, pleasuring her squishy walls on the way in.

It was the first time the virgin mare had something inside of her intimate parts. She had never gone as far to touch herself, saving herself for a time like this. The fullness inside her made her giddy. Taking as much in as she could, Fluttershy prepared to start pumping the member inside of her.

Slightly tilting her body forward, Fluttershy allowed the smooth branch inside of her to pull almost the way out. She let out a pleasured moan, feeling a pleasure she had never felt before in her life.

Pushing herself the other way, she allowed the girth to once again fill her completely. “Ohhhhhh.” She moaned loudly. Sweat was rolling down her forehead and her heart raced.

Increasing the speed in which she allowed her body to take in the rod, she started gasping around the pleasure. Pressure was building as she knew there was going to be an explosive release of some kind.

“Yes! Yes! Yesss!” Fluttershy let out an ear-wrenching sound of pleasure as she came for the first time. A shot of marecum fell to the ground, explaining her vast sense of ecstasy to finally relieve herself of the burden put on her by mating season.

For the rest of the morning, no animals dared to go near Fluttershy’s garden. The abundance of joyful moans were too sacred to intrude on.