The Sad Song of Fluttershy

You exit the restaurant and meet up with Fluttershy standing outside. "Is everything alright?" She asks. You don't know if you should tell her about this. Boyfriend, playing around, Fluttershy being attractive; seriously, you're losing track of everything from one small talk to a waitress. "A-Anon?"

"Oh, kind of, don't worry about it."

"Are you sure? You were in there for a while." She asks once more.

"I might tell you about it later. We should go back to the animal shelter." You start to walk down the street, allowing her to catch up.

"A-are you sure you couldn't tell me on the way?" It's probably best not to tell her most of it, you wouldn't want to jeopardize everything.

"Alice just told me to bring some spare clothes next time. I look pretty awful with what I'm wearing, and the dust isn't making it any better."

Fluttershy furrows an eyebrow. "You were in there for more than a minute. Are you sure it's just that?" That didn't elude much. Still, it might be too early to come clean.

"I can't tell you yet, there's just something I need to get cleared out."

She's agitated by your choice of words. "What's not to get? You can tell me anything Anon. You've listened to my problems, and I think its best that I can listen to yours."

"Fluttershy, it's nothing much to work over on."

"I want to give back something. I just, want to help you out, even if it's the slightest." She just won't drop this. It's starting to irritate you, but you already know best to never take it onto her. Even though if it might ruin a good friendship, it could be best to tell Flutters on what happened back there.

"What she mainly told me is that... Well, get this, is just that... we're kind of a couple. In her eyes, that is."

Her face isn't changed by anything. She just looks at you, confused. "I, kind of thought that..."

You stop and look at her. "So you knew about this?"

"I didn't get it at first when she said that you were a 'keeper' or that when she winked, but the way you stood up for me against those jerks, well, it felt like you were someone who would like me for who I am. If its worth anything, I think that we can be a cute couple." That's something that you didn't expect. She grabs a hold of your hand. "Wouldn't you agree, Anon?"

You assume that you passed out from the Chicken Alfredo back inside the restaurant and that this is some sort of fixed dream. A small squeeze on her hand indicates that this is all too realistic to be the sorts. "I wouldn't mind giving it a shot." Fluttershy’s eyes shine with hope, along with a smile to match. You smile back and resume walking down the sidewalk with her while still holding hands.

The both of you make it back to the animal shelter, or rather; her home. Once she turned on the lights, none of them had any trouble staying on. You really are going to thank dad for this one. "I must say, today has been very great."

"I can't argue here. A lot of things happened, all because of a simple note."

Fluttershy lets go of your hand. "Oh, right. Um, c-can I have it back?" You may as well, she probably needs it more than you do. For all you know, it could be her only copy.

"Yeah, it's in my backpack." You start heading for the back of the store.

"I-I can get it, you don't need to worry."

"Flutters, it's best that I get it out. I have a lot of junk in my bag, you'll be looking through so much crap."

"It's not a problem, r-really!" She makes it to the doorway and blocks it.

"Okay, come on now. It's just a song Fluttershy."

"B-but it's something that I made!" Damn, she's really beating herself on this. Could it be that terrible?

"Fluttershy, you wanted me to read it since the beginning of today and now you don't want me to read it? What's going on?"

She looks away and bites her bottom lip. "It's best if you don't read it." Shit, it must be that bad.

"Flutters, a lot of things happened all because of this song, if it wasn't for that, who knows what would've been today." She looks around, avoiding eye contact with you. "Just let me look at it, at least for a little while. I promise to give it back to you." You can see her bottom lip still getting it, but she's probably giving it more pressure.

"After you're done reading it, nothing will change between us?"

As if a song could do much. "It will not, believe me." Even if it is bad, you'll try to hold back the criticism. You'll need to give it some, just so that it doesn't go to the public, while saying it's decent or great. Better to hurt her a little now, instead of letting it build up and crashing it down on her.

"Okay." She moves away from the doorway.

You walk in and grab your backpack from beside the bed. "Whatever it is, it can't be that bad." You sit down on her bed, and unzip the biggest pocket. Fluttershy sits beside you and starts to chew on her fingernails. "Are you sure you want to do that? There won't be any left to let you paint on." She looks at her fingers then puts them on the bed. You take out the purple cover with the green spine on it. There's the yellow box title of it, with the message you've read earlier today. As you look to the side, you can see Fluttershy's hand is clutching in the bed sheets. You open up the book to see the first page and start reading. So far, it's not too bad. What does get you is that this sounds disappointing.

'Afraid, alone, no one in this world to share my pain. Beaten, blamed, all alone in damp, cold rain.' You don't even want to go past this point, so you close the book. "I-it was t-that b-bad?" She stutters out. In the corner of your eye, you've just noticed her hand is shaking. You tap your fingers on the plastic cover and wonder how you should go though on this.

"It's just... depressing. It describes how you're damaged mentally and emotionally."

Her hand stops shaking. She starts to let go of the bed sheets. "T-that was the song?"

"Yeah, wasn't that the one you wanted me to read?" She looks at you and then the book. Something is going on. "Sorry about that, I'll be leaving in about half an hour." That happy look quickly turned down on her.

"B-but, so soon?"

"Flutters, its night fall. I really think I should go soon." As you're about to walk into the back, she grabs your arm.

"Maybe... maybe you could stay for a little longer?"

"I'm sorry but I really should get home. I don't want to upset my parents on staying over." You try to walk, but she grabs your arm again.

Both of her hands are really gripping on your arm, while she tries to anchor herself on the tiles. "What about... what if you could sleep over here for the night?"

"Sorry, my parents wouldn't allow that, not to a person they barely even know." You keep on walking while she is sliding on the floor. Just when you pass the doorway, she lets go. Oh thank- Fluttershy then piggybacks on you by surprise. "Flutters, what are you doing?"

"Trying to stop you from leaving?"

"You're awfully light here. What are you, one-thirty?"

"I'm actually a hundred and fifteen." For a senior, that's petite as fuck. You walk over to the bed and sit down. She lets go and crawls off. "Please, don't go."

You grab your bag, put your boxed dinner inside of it and zip it up. "I really am sorry, but rules are rules. I can't go against my family."

"What if you stay here?"

She can't be serious. "That's really funny, Flutters." Her furrowed eyebrows and that stare going into your eyes tell otherwise. There is no way you can doubt on how determined she is about this now. "Fluttershy, I can't do that."

"Why not? We... we could run off! Yes! Start another animal shelter in a different city! No one could tell us anything, and we would always have each other every day!" Has she really lost it? Remember; you are the only one who could cheer her up now.

You grab hold of her by the waist and try to straighten her out. "I would never abandon you, OK? There might be times that I can't be there, but I will always support you."

She just looks into your eyes while you do the same to hers. "Do you promise?" It’s like she's asking if gravity exists.

"I promise." You let go of her and look back at the purple notebook. While you grab it, she just stays there, watching you turn through it. You start to read aloud her small song. "You're over there, I'm over here. You're the one who steals the show. And I'm the one to watch it go. When will you take me in, And let me be with you? My dear." You look at her face to see that she's smiling and starting to turn red around her face. "When will we make love? You won't need that glove. In the night, we will make the bed shake, Until our parts start to ache. We can bask in the afterglow. If you want, we can take it slow. My dear, sweet husband." You pause for a moment, then continue to read. "Why do I keep myself away from you? I just want to be with you for some time."

"If only you knew. How much I love you." Fluttershy jumps in. "I would never let you go. My dear, sweet Anon." You close up the book and see that Fluttershy is looking in every direction. Her face is a darker shade of crimson, while she rubs a hand on it.

"Aside that it needs some work, it's actually a not bad song."

She finally makes eye contact with you. "D-did you understand?"

You set the book aside on the bed and give her a hug. "I did." The hug was short lived, only to have the both of you stargaze into each other’s eyes. It took a moment to realize that she is moving in closer. In a growing interest, you move in closer. Both of you stop when each of you breath on one another's face. She leaves her mouth open slightly, along with half lit eyes. Even if you try to lean in a little bit further, something keeps you away from it. It didn't matter, since she was the one to break the temptation by leaning in to you. Her gentle lips rubs massages yours. You do the same and get closer to sense it completely.

The hug you both were in, changes to an exploration for each other. As your hands moves around her back, her hands were going around your own. Fluttershy's hands are getting a little adventurous, as they are going both high and low. As she goes lower, you question on how long they stay there. Her hands go up, but get caught on your shirt. She pulls it up and covers your face with your own shirt. The shirt comes off and then is tossed aside, landing beside the book. She starts to unzip her dress. This can't be happening, and if it is, this is just... way too early to do this. "Wait."

She stops unzipping the dress. "W-whats wrong? Didn't you wanted to do this?" Oh God, why did she suggested that? Keep. Fucking. Calm. Let your manhood relax, this just shouldn't happen, just not today. "Anon? What's wrong?"

You sigh. "I can't do this."

"Why? I-is it that you're bunched up? I-I could just unzip you first and start to-"

"No, I... I'm fine." You let go of her and cover that mound on the center of your pants.

"Please, tell me what I'm doing wrong. I'll listen, I promise." She lets go of the zipper on the back of her dress and places her hand them on your own. That is too close. Too fucking close! You move your hand away, swaying hers along with it. "Anon, why are you acting so different?" She moves under and grabs your hand.

"We're moving way too fast in this. I really like you, even..." You're not a fan of this word, but you can make an exception. "Love you, but this is way too soon. It's just that, I don't want to do it today. Some day we can do it, but just not tonight."

Her hand tightens its grip onto yours. "I... can wait. I-I'm so sorry that I moved this too fast. I've never done this. I've never even written a song about love because, I really haven't even went out with anyone."

You rest your other hand on hers. "It's fine. I don't even know how relationships work. I've always seen it with others or on some show, but, I've never really went through it."

When she loosens her grip, it feels softer. "Then both of us have a lot to learn." The both of you exchange a small chuckle and look at each other. After a few moments of silence, each of you take your own hands away. "Anon, even though we can't... you know... we can still talk for the rest of the night. T-that is, if you want to..."

You grab out your phone to see that you have 24 minutes left. Put it back in your pocket and look at her. "How about we check in the rest of the animals?"

She's shocked, but then later smiles and hugs your waist. "You're a very thoughtful person, Anon."

"It's not much. Really, it's not."

"A-and modest too." She continues to compliment you.

"Come on, you're making me blush." Careful, you're sounding a little gay.

She gives off a silly laugh. "Also funny."

"Now you're just giving me some titles here."

"Maybe~"

"Alright, it's my turn to say a few words about you."

"Hm?"

"You're a sweet, caring girl. One who might be a little delicate on, almost everything, but that's a unique personality. What makes it more unique is even though you're incredibly shy, you still try on branching out for help from others. Even I'm a little surprised that you personally asked me out." Just as you've finished, there's a slight realization she's sweating.

She keeps her head beside your arm, but doesn't face you. "I, just thought that, this would be a way to spend some quality time. To be honest, I didn't expect for you to show up."

It does suck to be let down by anyone, make that everyone. "What about your friends? Didn't they ever help you out?"

Her head slides down a little. "Pinkie Pie is usually baking. She's always into cooking and even stays in class after school. Same goes for Rarity, she stays in to work on some clothes. Applejack is always working with her family when she's out of school. Sunset... no one really knows what she exactly does after school. Rainbow Dash is constantly exercising, or just tries to write songs."

"Tries." You mock. Fluttershy chuckles a little when you pointed that out. "At least both of us are having fun. Who knows what Rainbow Dash is doing with the rest."

"They might have finally have their first break by now." Last time you saw her, it was about four hours ago. They must be either weary or just sick of it.

"What do you guys do?"

"We all get an instrument, but Rainbow Dash is the one to make music." Knowing Rainbow Dash, it can't be that good. At least you always making plans right before she asks you to watch them work.

"It really is difficult to get around her showmanship."

"Maybe it's just too much of her ego." You add.

"That too."

You rub a hand down her side. "Don't worry. I can tag along with you guys and see if we can get that to change. Hell, maybe we can get a song from you to play."

You feel her head getting off your arm. "You mean it? You really mean it?! I-I-I don't know."

"Why not? Although, if it's 'My Dear' we might need some work on it."

Her brighten mood is shot down. "I-is it about the..." Oh, she actually wants that song to go out.

"Wouldn't you, want to change some things in it?"

"I, don't really know. It was a song for you but... I-I don't know if others should read it because..."

"Yeah. We could change the name, but-"

"It wouldn't be my song." She finishes your sentence.

You anxiously rub your hand on your shoulder. "This song might be harder to give out. We could just, hold onto it before we do anything with it."

"M-maybe that's fine for now." She looks more relaxed now.

You stop rubbing your shoulder and come up a way to forget about this.

"Let's go and check on them, shall we?" You get off of the bed and stretch a little.

"Y-yeah, good idea." Just as you're walking out, you hear a sudden zipper working. Turn around to see Fluttershy starting to drop her dress, and showing the bra on her bust. "What are you doing?!"

She looks up and tries to cover it with one arm, while the other is trying to cover her face. "Oh! Goodness! Sorry, I-I'm just getting out of this dress, a-and needing to change into something else. This was a gift from Rarity, and I really take care of it. I REALLY take care of it. this was the first time I've ever wore it." No wonder it looks like it just came out of a factory. "I'm so sorry about this. I-I just want to keep it the way it is." Maybe you should go into the other room and leave he to d this. "Um, i-if it's not too much to ask but, w-would you want to stay?"

Then again... hold on, you should choose carefully. You don't want to make this go too fast. Going into another room keeps everything at bay. Staying here... Looking wouldn't hurt. Just don't touch. "I, I guess."

She smiles and lets go of her rack. Seeing them drop a little wakes you up. Focus, Anon. She wiggles out of her dress. Just relax and stay cool, like an ice cube. "Um, Anon? C-could you... help me?" Okay, it's getting a little warm for you. Try to remember your rule, but she's asking you. This can count as an exception.

"Y-yeah. Sure." You walk over to her while she tries to get it below her thighs. You crouch down, and get a hold of the folded fabric on her thighs. Those curved, smooth- Get a hold of it! You're helping her out. Get your thumbs inside of the dress and slowly pull them down. There is some kind of lining is beside the dress. As you're pulling it down, you look in the same direction. Why you're doing this is for various reasons. You give it a good downward motion, letting the dress slide off. Once it's below her thighs, you decided to look up. Just before you passed it, there was a frilly pink thong inside of the dress. In an instinct, you refused to look any further. You only stare at the thong while you bite your bottom lip.

"A-Anon?"

"I'm not looking."

"I can see that. Is it because I'm trimmed?" What? You look up to see a well shaped pink butterfly mark, right above her vagina. For some reason, the room is hot for you. "Y-you could... well... um..." Sweet merciful god, NO! You're not breaking this easily! You grab her thong and pull it back up. "Eep!"

"I've seen enough." You go back to stripping her of the dress. Just as it's about to touch the ground, she lifts up a foot. You get it under it while she puts the foot back down. She doesn't raise the other one up. "Flutters, I need you to lift up your foot." There is no response from her. "Do you want your dress back or not?"

"Hm? Oh, yes, sorry." She finally raises the other foot, allowing you to get the dress completely off. You stand up and unravel the well sewn dress. It feels incredibly soft. Makes you want to try it on yourself. Keep those thoughts away, you can ask Rarity to make you a shirt later. Maybe a skirt to match along- Get it away!

You give her the dress before you could keep on thinking about it. "It's some piece of work, all right." Fluttershy walks past you to open another door. It's filled with various clothes. Some of which are either sweaters, skirts, or dresses. There's also a set of which match along with what she usually wears everyday at school. You would question on why this is, but everyone practically wears the same set of clothes everyday.

She puts the dress in a hanger and puts it back on the rack. "She really does know how to make clothes. I must repay her someday with it."

"Maybe you check up on her cat and she makes clothes for you in return?

Her arm goes back in to pick out some lime green pajamas from a row of folded clothes. "I'm not sure about that. She always pays me for that."

"So, she just gives you all this stuff?"

The door closes and she goes back to sit on her bed. "She is a very generous person. I'm sure she gives out some clothes to the others." That does it, tomorrow; you're going to ask her to make you a fucking sweater. Fluttershy takes off of her shoes to reveal that her dotted amaranth pink socks actually match with her bra and thong. Bra... thong... Don't stare asshole, you're getting too old for this charade. "I've noticed you've been staring a lot."

Well done for trying to be all nonchalant about this. "I can explain." You really can't explain anything.

"Anon, I know it must be tempting for you, but, I'm really trying here. I know that, today did go faster, even if there was some... times, I still could wait."

This makes you wonder if the entire time is some mind game. If it is, you're kind of loosing. "If you want, I-I can let you f-feel me." Now it's just some kind of endgame. Things will lead to another, no matter how hard the temptations might be. At least you'll know how it feels, instead of constantly guessing on what it is. Just keep your special tool away, hands only.

“How about this; I can feel you, but not… just not tonight, okay?”

Her face brightens up with a hopeful smile, but then she tries to keep it down. "Yes, s-sure." Fluttershy puts her PJ's aside and waits patiently. You should have mentioned about the animals a long time ago. You walk over and sit right beside her. She scoots closer to you. Time to man up and grow a pair. Then again, there is a nice pair right beside you. You get your hands up and let them make their way on her body from the waist up. Her skin feels smooth, almost like the dress. She probably showers everyday because she lives near a bunch of animals. Kind of explains why she smells nice every day at school.

"Do you often put on lotion ?"

"N-not really. I just s-shower every day." You resume on escalating your hands to the upper part of her chest. She jitters a little as you're going higher and higher on her body. Your hands are just under her armpits, while the lower part of your palms are touching beside her bosoms. Part of which is covered by her bra. The fabric feels familiar. It's just as identical as that dress. Could that mean... Think about that another time. "Would you... like to see them?"

Just say no, just say no. "Yes." FUCK YOU! She guides your hands to her back by moving closer to you. Your thumbs are caught on its band, allowing them to slide and meet up it its closure. Feel around to realize that there are two hooks. Undo the bottom set first. Now the second pair... The bra slips off of her breast a little, only to go off a bit as she brings her arms to squeeze them. "Stupid guess; you're a C?"

"Mmhmm. Thirty-four." She whispers out. It goes off and is tossed aside, landing next to her pajamas. You bring back your hands and slowly rub your thumbs along her nipples. She gasps at the slow rotation of both your nail and skin along her now perked teat. Ya gotta treat it like it's alive. Just give it some love. Lower your head and give it a light suckle. She gives off a small cry of pure enjoyment. "D-don't s-stop... please~"

You use a hand on her other nipple and give that the same rub. She moans a little louder, but it's kind of a normal tone to you. You really should lay off the porn. You shake out of the thought process and continue on teasing her. As you slide your head to the side, you rub the end of your lips around her nipple. While you're doing this, you can hear her heartbeat. It sounds like a well-oiled machine in there. Let's see on how much she can take. Remember; NO DICK! You lower that hand down her torso. "A-Anon, what are-" You slide into her thong and rub around her clit. Fluttershy lets out a slight scream, letting you know that she is both surprised and pleased. You keep on massaging it with your thumb, while you let your middle finger slip inside. It's not only warm, but she really is leaving a trail down there. You go at a fair speed which gets her heart and breathing levels higher than what you've expected. It almost sounds like she's begging for air. "A-Anon! T-this is too m... much!"

You're clearly being naughty, since you are enjoying this thrill, so you keep on doing with everything at the same time. Fluttershy tries to close her legs, but the shaking actually aids your hand as a vibration. She is starting to loose control and moves her hands around to grab something. That something was your crotch. It's a firm grip, but turns into yanking to get the zipper down. The zipper goes down and she starts to make her way past your boxers. Once past it, she gives you a good hand job. That soft palm... it's very firm, something that you couldn't have, not even if you were carrying half a bottles worth of lotion. Get the fuck out of it and keep on fingering her, while lip-massaging her tit. You go further by licking it, hoping she could cave in first. It does get her to squeal a little more, but that's all.

Her hand gives off small strokes on the base of your dick. You're still getting control, while you dig your middle finger all the way inside of her. It feels like your finger is roasting while getting bathed. "P-please! I... I!" In a swift moment; your fingers and palm are all drenched in her flow of her spunk. Her hand is chocking your dick, causing your nerves to signal out pain and pleasure. You look up to see her goofy face. Spittle leaving her open mouth, wide eyed, silly face. You stop the nibbling and bring out your hand to suck on her juice. It's sweet and bitter with a faint banana taste in it. You swallow it and bring out your hand. The other, you put behind her head to jerk her head to you, and giving a nice smooch on her lips. "Mmph! Mmmh~"

You bring your lips out to say something. "You think that's enough for tonight?"

"M-mmhmm, i-it's just that..." It takes her hand to rub your member to make you realize she still has a grip down there. "Y-you're still left alone. I'll help you." She gives a few good strokes, they are actually better than what you could ever done to yourself. Already some pre-cum is leaking out, but that could be explained since you've had this boner for quite a while now. "Seems like someone is showing how much they're enjoying it~" By the sounds of it, she must be enjoying that she took the stick shift. Fluttershy keeps on tightening her grip while she gives you a soft kiss on the check. "Come on now, I know it's your turn~" You don't finish this early, but you just couldn't help but release what you've had to offer. It leaves a burst of trail on her wrist to her arm. "That's good, feel better?" You nod while getting some air. She gives off that look while she licks off your jizz. "Mmm. Sweet~"

"That's probably from those sugary cupcakes from Pinkie Pie earlier today at lunch." After she's done licking every last drop on her, she grabs the hand you were eating on. The both of you are holding hands while staring into the others bedroom eyes. "I think, now we can call it a day."

"Yes, I feel much more calm now." Fluttershy stands up and walks over to the closet. The closet door opens and a pair of medium sized towels are pulled out of it. "I think that, we should clean ourselves up." She reaches out a towel out to you. You grab it and start to rub on your dick and hand. She cleans up her breast and labia. Once you're done, you hand her the towel back and thank her. "No, I should thank you for today. It was just, so, perfect. Almost." She sounded a little upset on that last word. "B-but, I loved it, really." Fluttershy starts to put everything on, while you get out your phone to check out the time. Roughly eleven minutes left before you need to leave. You set the phone back in your pocket and bring up your pants. Once you have everything back to your waist, look up to see Fluttershy has her sleeping gear on.

"How did you do that so fast?"

"I didn't put on my bra, it hurts when you wear it for a long time."

That makes sense, not that you've wore one before or anything. "I'll go into the store and look at the animals, alright?"

"Okay, I'll catch up." Once you're by the doorway, you hear as if someone was taking in a big breathe in. Turn around to see Fluttershy getting a big whiff out of the towel you handed back to her. Once she's done, she realizes that you're looking at her. "Oh! I, um, was... checking if..."

"Don't worry about it Flutters, I don't mind." She looks relieved when you tell her that. "Hey, I could give you my boxers if you really wanted something."

Her face is more red than a ripe apple. "Y... You would...?" Oh shit, you were actually joking. Fuck it, you're going to shower when you get home any ways.