The Sonic Rainbooms in quick succession had officially broken Fluttershy by the time she got home.

She could barely get in through the door and run herself a bath to clean herself up let alone somehow manage to fly back without crashing. She had at least six body breaking orgasmic tremors all in a row before her arrival to the relative safety of her cottage; unfortunately managing to attain another two just by washing herself.

It seems whatever had happened to her, the Sonic Rainboom for some reason or another experienced at such a close proximity had triggered off perhaps the worst spell of her condition since she started developing it as a filly.

Fluttershy could not control herself nor could she understand how to stop it, even going as far as to filling the bath up for a second time and plunging herself into ice cold water.

Nothing could stop the immense heat of her body.

Her resistance was short lived when within her cottage, for her shy demeanour simply fell away as she submitted herself totally to her body’s demands. If she could not resist it; if she could not prevent it, she knew of one way that often stemmed away the consistent pain of being in a state of unbearable bliss.

Confining herself to her room, Fluttershy opened up her bedside cabinet and drew out a rather large looking, egg-like circular object that she placed upon the floor.

“Hahhhh… w-what am I-I d-doing?”

Fluttershy’s eager expression was flustered red as she licked her lips in anticipation of the very concept of what she was about to inflict upon herself. If this condition of hers wanted to completely ruin her, then at least she would not give it the satisfaction that it was not caused by her own hooves.

“Ahhhnnnn…”

Parting her lips she lifted her tail and moved to squat over the object, giving it a little nudge with a hind hoof to activate its sensor, thus, turning it on.

Closing her eyes, Fluttershy groaned: “C-c-can’t take it… a-anymore…”

Moaning aloud long before she settled the outside lips of her throbbing, glistening nether against it, Fluttershy simply pushed herself upon the device until it slipped on inside of her.

The reaction was immediate. Doubling over so that the front part of her body was jammed against the ground with her fore hooves splayed before her and her wings completely erect, Fluttershy stuck her rear straight up into the air and lifted her tail up and away as a single jet of fluid ruptured out of her, moistening her trembling rear legs.

Her eyes clenched shut and her face displayed her unrestrained pleasure as Fluttershy felt her mind wander onto… her friends.

Even though all rationality told her to stop; even though she knew she was heterosexual and would never love another mare in that way, her sex-crazed mind could not help but reimagine her recent debacles as of late in varying different ways.

Instead of the bench, she squatted over Twilight Sparkle’s open mouth, ejaculating into it.

Instead of massaging her body, Rarity was drinking up from the fountain of vaginal juices that spurted from Fluttershy's vagina in all too unrealistic manner.

And Rainbow Dash?

“M-m-make m-m-me… c-cum… D-Dashie… please—AHHHHHNNNN! Yes… make me, c-c—”

Her hind legs wobbled as the toy inside of her continued to stimulate her innards; the egg’s unforgiving onslaught merciless and robotic in its ferocious vibration. The splosh of even more liquid running out of her and onto the floor below pulsed as she was overtaken by yet another—

A knock on the door caused Fluttershy’s drooling mouth to regard the locked portal.

“A-Angel… ahhh~ahuuuhaaa—I’m… b-busy…”

A more frantic knock replied her.

“W-what’s… w-wrong?” Rising up onto all four hooves shakily, Fluttershy’s numb and exhausted body struggled to keep itself up.

“Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey! Fluttershy! You there?!”

The blush drained from Fluttershy’s face as Pinkie Pie’s voice ripped her from her fantasies and firmly settled the mare into reality.

“Oh… oh n-no…” Scrambling, Fluttershy moved towards the door in an intoxicated manner, leaving a slime trail of droplets behind her that still leaked from her nether.

“A-Angel?” Fluttershy swallowed hard, trying to gather her bearings even as the egg inside of her shook at her core. “S-stall them… I-I’ll be down s-soon…”

A simple, light double-knock on the door was all she needed to know.

Angel got the message.

Now she needed to get out of this situation.

Clenching her eyes shut, she compressed her thighs and squeezed with all her might internally at the foreign object trembling within her.

Normally after several attempts, the egg would fall out onto the floor, as it was an ability that Fluttershy had perfected over the years of using her most favorite of devices.

This time however, it did not.

No matter how much she squeezed; no matter how much she strained…

It just wouldn't come out.

But she was prepared for situations like this.

Pressing her body into the ground, she lifted her rear up into the air once again; assuming the position for entry while moving her hooves down between her legs, reaching out to grab at the…

Air.

She tried again.

Still air.

Struggling to contain a coherent thought, Fluttershy attempted a third time to capture what it was she sought, but found no string hanging between her rear legs to grip.

“W-where is…”

Forcing herself to her hooves, she looked down underneath herself and between her hind legs, only to find nothing hanging there.

“B-but-”

Cut off from the sudden dilemma her eyes spotted a single white thread laced in a puddle of her own juices some distance away, which caused Fluttershy to wheel about and thrust her gaze squarely upon it in complete and utter terror.

“NO!” She cried, a little too loud than what was intended.

Straining harder than she had ever done before, Fluttershy squatted, clenching her eyes tight as she forcibly attempted to contract her vagina against the pleasuring device she could no longer remove from inside of her.

But there was no luck.

Panicking while fighting back against her own heightened sexual state, Fluttershy’s heart sank as she heard Pinkie Pie’s voice a lot closer than what she had hoped.

On the other side of the door, came a squeaky happy voice that caused Fluttershy to run over to her bed and thrust her face into the pillow to cease her constant streams of panting moans that would had reached beyond the portal.

“Hey! Fluttershy, are you okay? I could had sworn I heard you shout a moment ago. Is something wrong?”

Fluttershy felt another orgasm rock her as she screamed her bliss into the pillow. It was just enough to muffle and prevent it from spilling beyond the walls of her bedroom.

Drawing her face from the plush object which was drenched in her own drool after practically biting into it during her release, Fluttershy replied in a far too rehearsed response.

“I-I’m fine… I’m feeling a little sick-” she coughed, “I…” She felt her legs buckle under her as yet another orgasm swelled, “ahhhhnnnahhhh-I… u-um… I’m okay! Just… c-could you um…”

“That’s okay! We’ll come back tomorrow or something. Just rest a lot and drink plenty of fluids.”

There was several moments of silence that had perked Fluttershy’s hopes, but then beyond the door Pinkie Pie gasped all too dramatically.

“Why don’t I come in and tuck you in and make sure everything is okay? Maybe I could make you some vegetable soup? It is your favorite, right?!”

“N-no! I’m okay!” By this point, Fluttershy was clutching at the pillow as tears streamed down her cheeks, knowing all too well where this was going.

She could not let this happen again.

She could not allow another friend to witness something as embarrassing as this!

Suddenly, Fluttershy felt something dislodge.

Much like a cork trapping the pressure of a bottle of champagne, she felt the egg pop out of her vagina and clatter onto the floor, releasing the built up pressure she had not expected to exist behind it.

The release was almost too much, for Fluttershy uncontrollably screamed which only caused the mare beyond the door to rush on it uninvited in her panic to witness something quite remarkable.

Pinkie Pie stood at the doorway with Angel at her side, who was pressing tiny paws into his face as he knew exactly what it looked like.

Pinkie Pie, simply stared expressionless.

Fluttershy flopped from the bed, landing upon her rear, panting hard while lifting her hooves up as if to defend herself. “I… I-I can explain I—”

Pinkie Pie beamed, her eyes wide with excitement.

“OH. MY. GOSH!” Pinkie Pie rushed over to the egg, poking it with a hoof. “I didn’t know you were pregnant!”

Vinyl Scratch poked her head around the corner. “Wait, what?”

Author's Note

The chicken or the egg?

Urgh...