Big Bat, Little Spoon.
By
EvilDemonNeko
It was Friday night. Every pony and their brother was out at a party or hanging out with some friends, drinking the night away or passing out from sleep deprivation. But not Flutterbat; her place was on her purple bedroom sofa, eating ice cream and drinking cherry pop. She convinced herself that it would be fine to just grab the whole container of her chocolatey friend of goodness, so she did.
She was in heaven, already have half eaten the once full container of ice cream. Her stomach did not protest once, and seemed to welcome the unhealthy amount of soda and frozen cream delight. Ever since being turned into a bat pony, she learned how to control herself from devouring apples and screeching like a ruffian. She still ate apples, of course, but she had much more controlled urges now.
Being a bat was great. She thanked Celestia that Twilight's reformation spell was only temporary. Being a creature of the night filled her with a new personality. She was dark and creepy, but still very nice and social, keeping her friends, and her animals. Her timid side seemed to have been lost when transformed, and it turned her life around for the better. She had many friends, went to clubs, met to ponies, and even lost her virginity to a stallion whom she still talked too every one and a while. She was even happy to admit she liked mares in the same way, and every pony approved- save for a few jerks on the street to found out.
Still, her life was perfect, and almost everyone loved her.
Lost in her thoughts, she plopped another spoon full of ice cream into her mouth, and let it melt on her tongue to savor it's flavor before swallowing. She smirked, letting one of her fangs pop out of her mouth as she remembered the two separate nights she finally got to fuck.
His name was Thunderlane. He was a very nice stallion- but not the boring 'I'm proper and perfect' kind of nice, like the guys mares friend zoned. He had a 'Bad boy' side that he wasn't afraid to show, and that was what made Flutters fall for him. He made jokes, come crude, some tasteful, and he even admitted to staring at her rump. Flutters never thought of her body as special, but he did. Her butt wasn't big, round and shapely like most mares. It was indeed round, but still small at the same time. After all, she was a small framed pony in general.
He took her to his home after flirting with each other at the bar. They talked of very...Naughty things, and nearly fucked right on his stair case once they were inside his house, but they managed to get into the bedroom in time. There, he thew her onto the bed, kicked his door shut, and jumped on her, pressing his weight down. She spread her legs wide for him, wrapping them around his waist and keeping him firmly in place. He started kissing her neck and biting her, the pressure of his teeth on her soft skin nearly drove her over the edge right then and there. She knew that he knew it, too. She told him her fetish for pain. He then lovingly kissed down her belly, tickling her as he did so. This caught her to squirm and wiggle her hips cutely. She loved his mix of his gentle and rough. Then she remembered him between her legs, hitting and missing her sweet spots. He was no expert like in a fairy tale, no, but he was good. She loved how he used his hot tongue on her delicate, sensitive folds, making her even more wet, and more hot. Then he was fucking her, and fucking her hard. And she was screaming as the feeling of his hard dick filled her, tearing away at her innocents with every long thrust, flawlessly gliding in and out of her once virgin pussy. He came all over her face and chest after allowing her to get off first, And then, they were asleep.
She then recalled her night with Vinyl Scratch, a DJ from Canterlot. She backed her backstage, their hips grinding into each other as they pulled their mane's and fought for dominance. Their time was short, and not as sweet, but still fun. She still went to see Vinyl's shows, even though Vinyl was now dating some upper class Richy rich mare. It was nice to still talk once and a while. Plus, she still had the memory of Vinyl's hot pussy rubbing against her own. She still remembered feeling Vinyl cum against her, and the cute screams she made when she did.
Flutters shifted slightly, the couch now had a sticky wet spot on it. She huffed, her ears flicking back. She swallowed more ice cream. She would clean it later. She tried to turn her thoughts away from her wet mare-hood, and towards her ice cream and her music that was playing. It wasn't loud, just a nice soft beat to keep her from passing out from boredom. Another mouth full of ice cream went into her mouth. She moaned quietly, smiling, and swallowed.
"Oh, Celestia, thank you for making ice cream. I don't know what I would do without it." She said to herself and chuckled, eating another spoon full. No pony was there, so some might say she was crazy for talking to herself, but she didn't care. She was happy, and her ice cream was fucking amazing.
After another few bites, she looked down at the container and noticed it was very nearly empty. She frowned, and sat the ice cream down on the coffee table in front of her. She felt a bit sad now that she actually manged to finish over a half of the ice cream, but it was okay since she was active enough to burn the calories right off. It just might take a little extra work, and maybe constructing another chicken coop.
She laid back, sitting like Lyra normally would on her park bench. She brought the spoon to her mouth, and trailed her tongue across it to lick the residue the ice cream had left. When she did, the spoon slipped from her hoof. A moment of panic washed over her as she tried to catch it. She was too late in trying to get it though, and it fell, smacking against her sore pussy.
As soon as the spoon smacked against her clit, it sent a cold surge though her lower half. She jumped a bit, and gasped. "O-oh, crap..!" She muttered and looked at the spoon, blinking. She then carefully touched her hoof to the spoons smooth, round handle, and it stuck to her shoe like a magnet. She moved her hoof back up and looked at it curiously. It had a bit of her juices on it. Curiosity took over her, and she- more gently this time, trailed her tongue over the sticky substance on the spoon.
Her ears twitched in delight at the odd flavor of cum and chocolate, but it was actually enjoyable. She moaned, which was followed by a pleased giggle. "Mmm..Well, you learn something new every day..." She murmured, and slid the spoon between her legs. She rubbed the back of the cold metal object over her hot clit, the sensation was interesting, and felt exquisite. She jolted a bit as she rubbed her clit up and down, and from side to side. "Mmm..This is nice..." She said happily and closed her eyes. Slowly, she applied more pressure, and the spoon started to feel warmer the more she slid it between her folds and against her extra special area.
She ddin't mind though, and her clit began to feel more sensitive to the spoons touch. She had no idea a spoon cold be used for this. Boy did she wish she knew much sooner. She moaned out quietly, and bit her lip, picking up her pace dramatically. "Ohhh, Celestia... Why did no pony tell me I could do this.." She cooed, grinding her hips into the spoon harder, sending jolts of pleasure throughout her lower body, down her legs, and up her spine. She felt herself getting close, but masturbation was something special to Flutters. She loved her body now, and how good she could make it feel. She pulled her spoon away, and carefully flipped it around so she wouldn't drop it. She then slid onto her back a bit more, raising her legs in the air. She positioned the spoon, the handle facing her overly wet throbbing entrance. She licked her lips, and pushed it in. Because of how much precum built up during her thoughts and her rubbing, it slid in with absolutely no problem, making her sigh happily.
It wasn't big, but Flutters still felt the edges of the smooth handle against her swelled walls. It didn't give her much pleasure, but she still liked the feeling of something inside of her. Quickly, she started moving the toy in at a quick pace, tilting the handle upward to rub her G-spot. It was a bit hard to find at the angel she was at. Flutters was a bit shallow, and that made her G-spot closer to her entrance. She always tried looking deeper, like she would never get used to it's placement. But eventually she hit it, and when she did, a wave of pleasure swept over her whole body, making her shudder, her legs stiffened and she yelped.
"Oh, that's it! Oh, Celestia, that's the spot!" She said through heavy moans. She ran the spoon over the spot again, and again, and oh, how it made her feel. With her free hoof, she trailed it up her smooth fur, and up to the black choker she was wearing. She slipped her hoof in the back of it, and while making her not to unclasp it, pulled firmly.
The pull put pressure on her throat, almost cutting all air off. She could still however, breathe enough to where she wouldn't risk auto-erotic asphyxiating herself. She she continued, her vision went blurry for a second before she felt her lower half tighten and shake a bit. She gave a little tug at her collar to tighten it, and then, she was pushed over. She pulled the spoon out of her, and rode a hard, long wave of pleasure, screaming loudly throughout it, the thoughts of someone special to her being played throughout her mind.
Once the bliss of what felt like minutes, but was only about 30 second was over, she fell limp, and panted heavily, moving her hoof from her collar so she could properly breathe and not pass out. She opened her crimson eyes slowly. They felt heavy, but she ignored the feeling of tiredness, and looked down at her flat tummy, barely able to see her crotch. She could still feel a burning sensation between her wet legs, and knew that she wasn't done. Then again, she never was. She at least had to cum twice to be happy.
Slowly, she pushed herself up, and looked between her legs. Her thighs, and the couch were coated in her white, thick juices. She smirked, and slid off of the couch, ignoring the large mess that would need a lot of fabric cleaner to be usable for other ponies again. She was focused on the task at hand. It was going to take more for her to finally cum again, like usual.
Luckily she had just the thing. She slowly made her way across the dimly lit room, and over to her bed. She opened the nightstand next to it. In the first drawer laid a small bag of razor blades. She pulled the baggie out, shutting the drawer. She then carefully trotted over to the sofa and hopped on it, sitting on her haunches. She then opened up the baggie, and carefully withdrew a large razor blade, being careful not to prick her nose, and then pushed the baggie to the far end of the couch.
Carefully, she got the back of the razor blade between her hoof and shoe. It was now firmly in place, and ready for use. She had done this many times before, and she was skilled with this. She looked at the very inside of her thighs, wiping her juices off of them to make sure she didn't get an infection like the first time. Inside her thighs was the perfect spot to cut herself during play time, since no one would ever see them unless she was in a very painful position. She didn't want asked questions or have her friends assume she's depressed. That would be extremely awkward.
She leaned back a bit, and felt brushed her fur in the oopposite direction of how it laid to see her skin and check for veins. Seeing none, she pulled her skin tight with her free hoof. She then placed the razor blade just above her skin and breathed in, relaxing her muscles. With a flick of her wrist, the skin opened like butter. She didn't even feel a sting, just the sensation of her flesh opening and the cool air gracing her meat with it's presence. A few seconds after, she felt warm, silky liquid pour from her skin, down the inside of her thigh.
She breathed out and smiled as the blood poured from her cut. It wasn't hardly at all deep, but still bled quite a bit, which was no problem as no veins were sliced. Normally, she would use her hoof to catch the liquid, but she then remembered her special new toy. Her eyes scanned the other end of the sofa for her spoon, but she didn't see it. She must have dropped it when he pulled out of her and didn't notice. Frowning, she peered over the edge of the couch, and saw it laying right under the edge as she suspected. Grunting in frustration, she bent down and pawed for it. It just out her reach by barely a smigemetor. Eventually she bumped the handle and brought it close enough to stick it to her shoe. Leaning back up, she noticed it was still coated in the juice from her orgasm. The cum was probably cooler now, making it gross, but she popped the handle in her mouth anyway, and sucked it clean, swirling her tongue around the handle as she pretended it was a horn, or some ponies dick.
She was right, it was rather nasty tasting cold, but it wouldn't kill her. After she finished cleaning, she rubbed her tongue on her teeth, between her fangs to try and get the taste off of her tongue. She shuddered, and proceeded to get back to the task at hand.
Where the blood was dripping out of her thigh, it formed a nice trail. Flutters put the spoon right under the trail, and let fresh blood pour into her spoon. It worked nicely, and filled the spoon at a decent pace. Flutters wasn't worried about her cut still, razor wounds always bled for a while anyway. She drooled a bit as she stared at the liquid, holding it inches in front of her mouth. She could taste it already, warm, silky, sweet.... carefully, she guided the spoon into her warm mouth, and closed it. The blood poured onto her tongue and her eyes drifted closed as she moaned deeply, feeling the warm liquid cover her tongue. Flutters O negative blood was sweet, and filled of flavor. Not that nasty, bitter, rusty A-/+ blood like Thunderlane had.
She pulled the spoon from her mouth, taking off any extra blood that might had stayed there, and let the blood stay in her mouth for a moment. She felt her pussy throb again, but it was nothing compared to the taste of her life essence. Her love for blood was as strong as her love for animals.
She swallowed, and groaned, shuddering slightly. Her stomach still didn't protest to what she was throwing in it. It never did.
Now, Flutters didn't love blood now that she was a bat pony. She had always drank and rubbed her cunt down with her own blood before. She never told any pony. Ever. She told only those she knew would partake in her fetish with her, like Vinyl Scratch did.
The bleeding from her cut had slowed down to a near stop. She knew now it was okay to flick her wrist across her other thigh, making sure not to re-open a healing cut. As she opened a deeper cut, she felt a nice, dull stinging sensation. She, again, picked up her spoon toy and collected the blood. This time, it filled up much faster. Flutters still wasn't worried about this fresh cut, though.
She popped the spoon into her mouth and moaned happily. she repeated the process of collecting the blood while swirling her tongue around in the blood she already had in her mouth. This time, she used the spoon to pour not one, not two, but three spoon fulls of blood onto her throbbing, soaking wet pussy. The sensation drove her insane.
She held her spoon and flopped onto her back. She still had the razor between her shoe and hoof, and was careful not to slice anything open with it. Her legs spread wide open, if some pony walked in right now, they would get a full frontal view of her wet, tight pussy. About now, she would welcome that. But that would most likely not happen. Ponies visited her regularly, but she had seen everyone today. She hung out with Twilight, Rarity, Rainbow Dash and Pinkie pie, Applejack...
Twilight... Flutters, in Truth, loved Twilight with a burning passion. Her tender, loving care, her sometimes kooky nature, her body, her eyes, her voice... The spoon found it's way to her pussy again, sliding its smooth surface against her clit, using the blood as a nice warm lubricator.
She also loved watching Twilight's tail to catch a glimpse of her mare-hood whenever her tail would flick to the side. She started thinking about Twilight, she thought about Twilight grinding her violet pussy into hers, moaning her name, and cumming all over her. Flutters wanted Twilight so bad, to rut her all night and scream out her name. She wanted Twilight to cut her, to taste her, to love her.
She started thinking the spoon was Twilight's tongue. Her eyes drifted closed again, and she started moaning out, this time a bit quieter than she had before. "Twiiilight...Ohh, Twilight, there... Good girl, you're such a-AH! Goood girl!" She gasped and rubbed faster, putting more pressure on her spoon friend as she felt her lower half start to tighten again. "Fuck me, Twilight! I want you so bad, I love you, please!!"
Her moans got louder, and louder. She felt her hips grind into the spoon, and felt her pussy throb hard as another orgasm built up. She knew she was about to cum hard, and that would probably knock her out cold for the night, but she didn't care. She kept moaning, and grinding, and letting Twilight's name slip out of her throat in a lustful tone. One more hard thrust against her throbbing clit and it would all be over.
And so it was.
One hard, lust filled thrust later, Flutters' eyes rolled back in her head, and she cried out, screaming loudly and frightening the animals in the other room. She convulsed, and writhed in her pleasure as a large amount of mare-cum shot from her pussy. And then, she was numb. Her mind cloudy, her vision blurry, and the image of a sexy purple unicorn pussy in her mind.
Flutters loved her life.
But do you know what she loved more?
Twilight Sparkle.
