The Sick Twisted Fantasies of Fluttershy
"Twilight! Twilight!" Fluttershy yelled running into Twilight's Treehouse. "I can't behave myself Twilight, I need to mate. I don't know what's gone into me..." She said, her eyes shranked to pinpricks as she became like a shark smelling blood in the water.
"Whoa. Calm down Fluttershy. You're a naughty mare in heat... I have just the spell that can help." Twilight smiled before a white ray of magic covered Fluttershy and she quickly relaxed. "Let's harness your sexual energy into something productive." Fluttershy nodded slilently as the spell took effect. She was now under Twilight's command.
"What is it you need Twilight." Fluttershy immediately felt the need to please her new mistress.
"I need you to-
Fluttershy was stopped in the middle of writing by a certain pestering little runt. "What is it Angel?" she asked, in annoyance. Angel chittered angrily in response. "I'm not letting you go to Mr. Beaver's surprise party, Angel. The only reason he invited you is-" Fluttershy was hesitant to complete the sentence. "You know his parents told him to invite everybody; he doesn't really like you." Fluttershy lied, Mr. Beaver actually likes Angel very much.
Angel angrily rose his paw in the air before his eyes drifted to the open notebook on Fluttershy's desk, he scurried to it, and his thieving little paws grabbed the notebook. Fluttershy gasped. "No Angel! That book contains material that is not suitable for all ages!" She tried to grab the notebook but he moved it away in the opposite direction every time Fluttershy went to grab it.
"Angel you dirty thieving rat, give me back my notebook!" Angel squeaked mockingly at Fluttershy and she exploded with a mixture of rage and embarrassment. "GIVE ME IT!" She dove for the book. Angel howled with laughter as he darted away and started reading it. "You can't... you don't know what's in there. There are things in there that a rabbit should not know about."
Angel held a mixture of pride and disgust on his face as he dove through the contents of the novel. He felt strange new sensations down there as he read... sensations that he had never felt before. "Angel talk to me." Fluttershy said nervously as Angel stood, mesmerized by the book. Angel closed the book and started chittering something rude.
"So you're saying that my writing is an abomination." Fluttershy said surprised. "No build up, no suspense, lack of interesting characters?" She paused before analyzing what that meant. "It's me and Twilight!" Angel groaned as he rubbed his crotch. "No Angel you don't want to do that." Fluttershy said in protest. Angel groaned again before taking his paw off of his crotch. "What do you mean you feel weird down there?" Fluttershy blushed, knowing full well what it meant.
"I need it back right now," Fluttershy protested. Angel laughed and squealed as he shook his head. "You'll show it to Twilight?" Fluttershy growled, "You wouldn't." Angel nodded. "You want me to let you go to Mr. Beavers party?" Fluttershy thought for a moment and shrugged. "Fine, it's you who will get scarred for life not me." Angel muttered softly wondering what Fluttershy was talking about before handing Fluttershy her notebook and jumping in the air for joy.
"Just be careful around Mr. Beaver because he can be very frisky." Fluttershy added, still not sure Angel quite knew what would be in store for him if he went to that party. Just then Fluttershy heard a knock on her door.
"Fluttershy, it's Twilight."
"TWILIGHT!" Fluttershy flew quickly to the door, dropping her notebook on the ground. Angel eyed the notebook but resisted the urge to pick it up again. Fluttershy quickly brushed her mane before coming to the door. "Hello..." She opened the door slightly.
"Can I come in?" Twilight said with a nervous smile. "I need to talk to you about something."
"Um... sure." Fluttershy answered timidly before opening the door very slowly. "You can come in." Fluttershy noticed her notebook on the floor as Twilight went to pick it up. "Please just set the notebook on my desk." Fluttershy was screaming in her mind hoping to Celestia that Twilight wouldn't read it.
"Huh? What is this?" Twilight said as she picked up the book with her magic and examined it.
"No! Twilight!" Fluttershy said, quickly pulling her hooves over her eyes. "Please don't read it."
"Why not?" Twilight replied. "It looks interesting." Her eyes darted through the contents of the notebook. She blushed and gave a few small laughs before putting it down. "Fluttershy I didn't know you felt that way about me..." Twilight blushed heavily. "I'm so sorry if I embarrassed you."
"No you didn't Twi. Actually I'm relieved that you found out... it was something I needed to get off my chest."
"Actually," said Twilight. "That was exactly what I came here to tell you. I feel the same way about you." Fluttershy's eyes lit up.
"Really? Is this fiction?" Fluttershy looked at the fourth wall for a moment before her eyes focused on Twilight. "And all of the things that I wrote in the novel..."
"Are perfectly normal. It's okay to have fantasies Fluttershy... no matter how strange they are. You wanting to be under my control, I think it's kind of hot really. I might take you up on the offer some time."
"That sounds great. And all this time I was worried about Angel-" Fluttershy looked around for Angel. "Oh no! Angel!"
"What? Where is he?"
"I told him he could go to Mr. Beavers party and Mr. Beaver's horny, and he likes Rabbits and..." Fluttershy rambled as she hyperventilated.
"It's okay. Maybe Angel will learn his lesson, or maybe it's finally time for him to explore his sexuality."
"Yeah, maybe he'll love it." Fluttershy blushed. "And maybe I love you."
Twilight put her hoof around around Fluttershy and kissed her softly. "And maybe I love you too."
