Maniacal Affection

A strong stench burns your nostrils. Your back and neck feels stiff for some reason. Wherever you are, it's freezing your own ass. Blink a few times and try to move your head. Your cranium is aching like hell. Oh God, you can't even walk home without getting kidnapped, or getting smacked in the head. The last thing you remember is a pipe, or maybe it was a block of wood struck you. You look down and see your clothes are stripped away.

"Mmph?" Some sort of cotton rag that's being held in your mouth by a thin line of rope. Or is it a shoe lace? Forget it, you've seem the news and some movies. What does matter is that you might get harvested for your organs. Maybe it's a group of cannibals that like to see their victims ripped apart! A door can be heard getting opened and closed right in front of you. It is too dark to see whoever is entering.

"Oh, you're finally awake." That voice... Please, it can't be her. Clearly this is some sick joke. Yeah! Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash put her up to this. There's probably a camera around here that's recording you from the start. This is a practical joke! A very extreme one at their best. Stripping you, taking you as hostage and recording this. Being a transfer student really does sucks. Maybe they're into humiliation, or BDSM, or whatever sick fetish. Even though that you are restrained, you shake around and try to force yourself out of the chair. "If I were you, I would relax and wait for what happens next." She walks out of the darkness and into the weak light, showing off her exposed body.

This is a damn-well great joke that they're playing here. You simmer down and just try to eye every part of her. "I've never done anything like this before, but it is for a good reason." You've figured anyone would do anything for money, but this is rather extreme. "I want to bear our children." You wait a while to process what she said. Once you realize, you strain your vocal chords by screaming into the odd hand towel. "Don't be like that, I'll treat you with so much care. For example, that towel is what I use to clean myself." Wait, this small rag is for her snatch? It explains why it leaves a somewhat bitter taste. "Please, just try to relax." She starts to rest a hand on each shoulder while getting on your lap. "It will all be a great experience for the both of us." You shake your head. When you stop, she slides her right hand down your chest.

"So you would like to leave instead?" While you nod, you can see slowly she reaches down into your center piece. You stop and watch as she grabs it and points it right under her. She uses her other hand to put it under her chin and to keep you leveled with her head. That sweet, subtle smile with those half lit eyes. Not even the burning cheeks on her face can hide whatever is going on in that lunatics mind. "Don't worry. Everything's going to be just fine." Her subtle voice doesn't keep you calm, since her other hand is fondling your pecker.

As you look into her eyes, it's just a blank-less stare back into your own. Wherever is that affable, courteous girl is no more. For fucks sake it's just, terrifying. Not even her heavy panting is showing that cute part. Every minute passing is just more unbearable from the last. Your bodies grow hotter, the pacing gets a little faster, and the small whimpers turn into satisfied moans. Even when she started off being a beginner, she can now keep up a steady pace while getting your tool inserted completely. It's just another minute before you can break.

"Come on, n-now." You shake your head while letting go some streams of tears away. She starts to untie the thin piece of rope that's keeping the rag in your mouth. As it comes off, she hold it in her hands. "Anything to say, sweetie?"

"This isn't worth it."

"Whatever do you mean?"

You keep your breathing in control. "I mean all of this... It's just, not a good time. We are in school, and- and we haven't even went out on a date or anything!"

"After this is over, there will be enough time for us." She says while trying to keep a humorless face. It doesn't last long when she continues forcing back down onto you. You try to muffle your own moans, while trying to reason what's left of her.

"Please! Anything else but this."

She sits down, letting your wick wait inside her warm walls. "I've only wanted a family that would care for me." She says in a monotone voice. It gives you a slight chill down your body. At least it blocks away the pleasure a little bit. Fluttershy continues going about, while keeping a steady eye contact with you.

"C-come on now, this is a great joke. Really, you got me."

She stops and curiously looks at you. "A joke?"

"Yeah! Come on, there has to be a camera somewhere, and your friends put you up to this!"

Her hand brings your head closer to hers. She leans in and whispers in your ear. "No one else is here but us, experiencing love at its finest."

"What did I ever did to deserve this?"

She goes back to meeting her face with your own. "What didn't you do to me is a better question." You sit there, questioning on what the hell she meant. "Everyone either pushes me aside or bullies me. Not even one person would ask me how was my day." Her enraged eyes dimmer down, showing her depression. "Then there's you. Beside my friends, you're the only person that would at least notice that I exist." You start to sink in the chair. Most of the time, you would just hang out with her friends. You never noticed that whenever you would just talk with her by yourself, it would be because the others talk with each other. "It's not even easy, since you're the only guy that hasn't even taunted me with rude names."

"I thought a girl like you would fit in fine."

"It's all lies!" She grabs a hold of your shoulder and shakes you around. "It's all lies..." Fluttershy stops the shaking and cries. "I made a promise that the first guy that was ever nice to me, I would do whatever it takes to keep him." She resumes bouncing on your sack, waking up your half massed wang. "And that's exactly what I'm doing." The small hops she makes turns into long insertions, giving you a full stroke inside her tense vulva. You almost hate to admit that it's a hell of an experience, only to hate it because she's trying to milk you out. If she keeps this up, there's no chance to hold it in much longer.

"Come on now, you can do this."

"What was that?"

"N-nothing, j-just, m-motivation that's all." She keeps on whispering to herself. Lines such as "Don't back out now," or "Keep it up." Is she really forcing herself to do this? Seeing her a while back, it's a slippery slope to ask her. You're actually feeling down for her. If you ever get out of here, you'll ask someone about her- Oh fuck, no. No, no. GODDAMNIT DON'T! You bite down on your lip and close your eyes and try to resist the urge. "A-are you okay?"

You don't say a word. Think of something to keep you down. She keeps on riding you with a slight increase of speed. ANYTHING! Dead kittens. Yeah, twelve dead kittens on the side of the road. A child in a car crash. No, think of something more subtle. Naked grandma! Yeah, that's working. Those wrinkles and liver spots. And those sagging tits hanging lower than a bag full of sand. Damn, it is working. Wait, that's a good thing.

"B-but, how are?" Now she is slamming into your lap while yelling. "You're going to cum for me, RIGHT NOW!"

The pain and pleasure... You're confused on which is which. Why can't she just give up? You open up your eyes to see her panting, while her eyes are closed. She must be going through the same experience as you are. When she opens up her eyes to look at you, there back to being half open.

"I've been waiting for this one ever since you were unconscious." She leans in and kisses your lips. No tongue action is involved. Only the light pecking and slight suction from her. It feels... so uplifting. You let the sensation take over and discharge what you have into her. The moment she notices this, her eyes light up and brings her head back. Her mouth is left wide open when she feels your sauce traveling inside. She stops moving and sits down in your lap with a unusual smile. "YES!"

What a cruel day. You thought that loosing your virginity would feel nice, but this is clearly the opposite. Then again, there is suicide. Wait, fuck that, you are not a coward! Although, you do fear the future. Screw it, you will tell people on what happened here. "You think this is over? Do you really expect on getting away with this?"

She only smiles while giving you that seductive, yet terrifying look in her eyes. "Y-yes." You jump back in your chair and wonder how is she so confident about this. "There might be some, troubles along the way. But know this; I'm the shy, quiet girl that gets picked on, while you're a new student. It's your story against mine, and I could just simply say that you raped me."

You lean in, trying to break free of your restraint to grab her. "Who is going to believe that!?"

"Everyone, of course. Even your own family would turn against you if they ever heard of this."

You end your attempt to get out of the chair and catch your breath. "Who are you?"

She just leans in and gives you the same kiss from before, only it's a second longer. After it's done, she slightly back away from your face. "I'm your woman. From now until the end." You lean your head to the left and try to breathe away. As you do, she gives you a kiss on the neck. "Would you like to go again?"

"I just want to go home now." You feebly say.

"Come now, we can stay here for a little bit longer." Fluttershy attempts to persuade you.

"Listen, I just want to sleep it off." She stands up a bit, and sits back down in your lap. Damn it, still sensitive!

"We can rest later, I'm sure you could go through one more sitting." She's been slamming back down into your pole for the last ten minutes. Noting but penetrate, smooch, and repeat. That same build-up is starting to rise again. Screw it, she's already knocked up, so there's nothing to loose. You let out a salvo into her warm pink snatch. "So warm~"

She gives you a hug and a long kiss. No matter how drained the both of you are, she keeps it there for a long time. You're getting sleepy from this uninterrupted fucking and kissing. Fluttershy ends the kiss, and watches you head into rest.

"Sleep well, honey~"

You wake up and look around to see that you are home, lying on your couch. All of your clothes are on, but you have a slight headache. "Ah, finally you're awake." Your mom walks into the room while carrying a tray with a chicken leg, a bowl of soup, and macaroni on the side.

"What happened?" You mutter out.

"It looked like you needed the rest, so I left you to sleep." You rub the back of your head and feel a slight bump on your head. Was it all a dream? Did you just fall and hit your head while walking home? "Oh, I forgot to mention that a friend of yours dropped you here when you were unconscious." Friend. She couldn't mean her. It just can't be. "I think her name was, Fluttershy?"

Now you wish you're actually dreaming, because this is a living nightmare. "Did she say anything?"

"Not much. She just said she found you on the sidewalk when she was walking home from the animal shelter, so she did her best to get you home." You want to speak up on what actually happened, but you remembered her words.

"It's your story against mine; I'm the shy, quiet girl that gets picked on, while you're a new student." You shiver on the thought of the whole town turning against you.

"Would you like for me to make you some more soup son? You kind of look cold for a moment there."

"No, I'm fine. Did she say anything else?"

"Hm, I did ask her if she would like to stay for dinner, but she said she needed to do some errands. However, she did promise that there is a next time." She's just full of surprises.

"Now, eat up. You've been gone for quite a while. I was so terrified, that I actually thought that you were abducted. How ridiculous was that!"

"Yeah, funny." You dolefully say while grabbing the plate and started to eat your meal.

"Personally, I like that girl. Even though I've only met her for a few minutes, she looked very sweet and polite." If only she knew. Your mom sits right beside you on the couch.

"Anon, we know that your last school didn't turn out so well, but this is a new start. You can start off by going out with someone." Oh great, here we go. "Yes, I'm jumping to conclusions here, but she just might be the one." You stop eating and look at her. "Come on now, don't look at me like that. You haven't been dating for so long, and this girl seems very great. I really do see something special in this one." You put the plate on the table in front of you.

"Tell me; is this because of what I said a long time ago?" You say while swallowing. She seems concerned by your choice of words.

"I'm sorry?"

"We've had this discussion for so long. Ever since that I've started high school, you and dad always push me to get a girlfriend."

"But honey, it's best to get some experience." You've had too much in just one day. "Yes, school is important, but also interaction with others. Me and your father want you to be prepared for when you want to take a serious relationship." You shake your head. "Don't be like that. You should know about the circle of life. We created you, so that you could continue on the cycle."

"And that you really wanted grandchildren." You add on.

"Well, that too."

"Mom, I'm not so sure about this." She looks sterned by your rejection.

"Anon, this isn't much for a debate. Your father and I agreed to have you to continue this on. Who knows, she just might become your wife someday." Great, all you need is a golden ring and everything is complete. She grabs your hand and looks at you. Her face shows a little bit of disappointment. "Please Anon, consider about taking the opportunity. We don't want you to turn out like your uncle."

"Yes, yes. He went crazy and spends most of his time watching some cartoon, now can I finish my food?" She lets you go and stands up.

"I just hope that you consider what we talked about." You grab your plate from the table and resume eating. She groans while standing up."You're just like your father." She says as she exits the living room.

You really want to tell her, but there is no point to it. She'll either call you insane, or be happy that she's finally becoming a grandmother. And those are the good scenarios. What could happen is that she would believe Fluttershy's alibi. You feel a little heartbroken that it will take three to four months to let everybody notice what's going on with her. There isn't much to do. Skipping out of town is barely an option. A debit card could take you so far, along with hijacking one of your parents vehicles. It would only take a few days to weeks for them to find you, and force you back in the situation. You grip the fork out of sheer anger and drive it into the chicken breast. Keep on eating and thinking on what will you make out your life from now on.

After half an hour of that, nothing seems to pull through. Seems like Fluttershy really has you wrapped around her finger. You hear the front door being opened and closed.

"I'm home! Hey there son." You dad walks in and sits on his leather chair. "Everything going okay for you?" You put the plate back in the table and look at him.

"It's just, I'm not really thinking straight." He starts to get comfortable, but keeps trying to look sincere.

"Is it about that girl your mom kept on telling me on the phone?"

"She told you?"

"Oh yes, went on how nice she looked and acted. Also saving you from lying on the sidewalk. What happened to you? Did you get into something?" You rub the back of your head and think of something on the spot.

"I, don't feel like talking about it." What the hell was that?!

"Ah, a fight, wasn't it? Don't worry, I won't tell your mother." How fortunate, you didn't even have to say anything. "Besides that, this girl sounds very good, and can be that one you need."

"Dad, I have other things to focus on." He gets out of his comfy state and leans out to you.

"Son, you've spent three years learning from nothing but books and television. Maybe it's time to get some actual experience in life. Make this year something different."

"But dad, there's a future to work for." Your say with a slight sense of hope that he'll understand.

"Study and work so you don't get an awful job, we both know that. But without continuing, is there really much to live for?" You really never thought of that before. Occasionally, you would always think that being successful is happiness, while everything else is pointless, especially the future.

"I've never thought about the future that much. Just right now so it won't be that bad."

"Without offspring, there is no future." He just stares at you for a few moments before standing up. "Well, I'll go find something to eat. You should really think about that girl, I wouldn't mind meeting her."

When will anyone ever meet the actual Fluttershy? He walks into the kitchen and starts to talk with your mom. You can overhear their conversation. At first, it's the usual "How was your day," small talk, but jumps to your potential girl. It makes you feel empty, and worried about what is anything about your future. There is murder, but you would spend the rest of your life in jail. Shit, you are running out of ideas.

You get up and take your tray to clean it in the sink at the kitchen. They keep on going about her and you, even if you're right there. You leave to enter your room and lay on your bed. You stare at the ceiling, wondering what is life worth to you. Keep on staring at the ceiling for what it feels like forever, but when you check your phone, it was actually two hours. You grab your blanket and go for some rest, expecting that the answer will come to you in the morning.