Feed Your Head

by Jammo

Rating: mature
Tags: Slice of Life, Anthro, Romance
Length: 1404

Fluttershy and Treehugger are a couple doing carefree Hippie things... Oh! How could I forget? Treehugger has a D. Yeah. If you want that... Expect something Righteous.

It's pretty much what it sounds like. Shippy, gooey, intimate fun with Fluttershy and her questionably sober friend. Contains futa. If you don't know what that is reapply the mature filter.

They frolic, giggle, talk… Be hippies. The lovable kind not the "Tear down Celestia's system! I hate the man!" kind. First time writing a clopfic so please keep this in mind. This is meant to be fluff. Hehe… Fluff. OH Anthro! Yes… This is an anthro story.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-07-10 00:20:02 UTC

Den of Zen

Angel Bunny scowled with contempt, pungent incense offending his nostrils.  His owner, his servant had found someone else to share the cottage with.  He sat on a plush pink pillow, nestled in a wicker basket, angered by the constant smoke, laughter and Celestia forbid...  rapport.  He could longer be the boss.  His master had grown a spine and he was suffocating in the smell of burning herbs and hippie speech.  Every night, filled with contemplation...  to leave this cottage.  There are plenty of bunnies who would have him.

The two ponies sat in adjacent bean bag chairs at the center of the room.  Fluttershy wore a pink cotton sweater, showcasing her full motherly bosom and a pair of lime khakis hugging her wide hips.  Tree Hugger wore a brown, tasseled pleather vest, tiny rose-tinted glasses and clean white bell bottoms.  Fluttershy's mane long, shiny and smooth, Treehugger's matted into dreads.  The light curvature of her chest could be seen but was conveniently covered by her top.

Fluttershy's dainty yellow fingers reached for a biscotti square...  she dipped it into her milky chamomile tea before lifting it to her lips, snapping a piece of the moistened cookie off with her teeth.  Chewing the crunchy treat her friend and roommate espoused her usual esoteric wisdom.

"Your cottage is Zen...  so away from it all.  I bet you never close your windows.  They're a barrier that separates this room from the embrace of nature and it's pleasures."  Fluttershy giggles assured that she has a good idea what she meant (though this isn't always the case).  "Yes.  When spring comes and the sun's rays shine in, there's no better way to feel the changing season to leave the windows open all night.  Though sometimes little creatures like snails try to get in so I put a plant on my windowsill so they can munch on something without ruining my house plants.  We're all happy then." she said with a smile.

Tree Hugger brought the teacup to her lips.  With a unfeminine slurp she drank her tea, eyes widening, she let the rich flavour seep into her long equine tongue.  "You know...   You know what would make this place smell groovy?  Basil, Bayleaf, Balsam Fir.  Really any herb that starts with B keeps the negative vibes at bay."  Fluttershy's ears peak with interest.  "Really?  I've never heard that before!"

Angel growled, tired of their constant chatter stormed out of their room.  Tree Hugger hollered as he left.  "Uh?  Fluffy dude!?  You going somewh-" as the tiny creature summoned enough force to slam the door on the two.  "Well he's got Beat Feet." the Hippie says while outstretching her arms and legs.  Fluttershy nodded politely not understanding her expression.

Tree Hugger shrugs.  "He was a total sponge, anyway."  Fluttershy sighs into her tea, looking clearly conflicted.  "I don't know why he got like this.  He was so sweet once...  Though I'll admit I was a lot weaker when he seemed okay...  So maybe I was just too naive to notice is attitude problems."  Tree Hugger reaches over and rests her hand on her best friend's back.  "S'all good.  Actually he was kind of a drag.  This is gonna sound lame but I kind of wanted him out.  There is a very zen dynamic when it's just us..."

Tree Hugger looked away casually dancing her fingers on the back of Fluttershy's sweater.  The dancing turned to rubbing as Fluttershy awkwardly looked over.  "Like the sweater?  Made from the best summer cotton in Eastern Equestria."  Tree Hugger gives an aside glance at the Pegasus' innocent face.  "Yeah the sweater..."  She stops gliding her fingers worrying she may blow her deeper intentions.  "Very soft."  She resumes rubbing through the fabric.  Initially between her shoulders she moves lower and lower until they are at the small of her back.  Fluttershy notices her touch was getting a bit deeper as her face flushed.  "Umm...  Treesie?"  Fluttershy squeaked.  "Hm?" the hippie responded.  "You've been rubbing me for five minutes."  Tree Hugger lifts her finger so caught in the moment she didn't release that it had been going on that long.

"Sorry that's..."  The green earth pony tries to form words.  "...  Kind of what I do.  I love all things."  Fluttershy places her empty tea cup on the nearby table and nestles into the bean bag chair, looking over to her roommate.  "Uhh...  I do too.  But I wasn't sure what kind of love."  The green mare inched her muzzle to the pegasus' cheek, her lilac eyes half-lidded peering through her tinted hippie glasses.  "Limitless love, universal love.."  With her mouth extremely close to the meek ponies ear she smiles, her voice turning seductive.  "Free Love."  Fluttershy's heart pounded as she lifted her sweater's collar and snapped it over her muzzle and cheeks, hiding her growing blush.

Tree Hugger awkwardly chuckled.  "It's free though.  I'm not forcing it, I'm not asking for it.  It's a two-sided interpony experience.  When somepony knows what I am, and my feelings about this kind of thing, it takes the headache and bad vibes out of casual relationships.  If I'm tight with a pony, and I think they are a pretty swell dude, I'm totally down with some casual fun."  Fluttershy shrinks like a wilting flower into her chair, her knees crawling up onto bean bag as she cutely wraps herself in her sweater like a cocoon, eyes peeking from the collar as her fingers tap together from her sleeves.

Tree Hugger's face wrinkles, looking slightly concerned for her friend.  "Hey sorry man did I freak you out."  Fluttershy shakes inside her big pink cotton ball and mumbles "It's.. it's okay."  Her face slowly emerging from the sweater, eyes slightly worried with her soft bangs obscuring most of her face.  "I just.."  Fluttershy stops jittering and gently rocks forwards an backwards on her chair to comfort herself.  "Not normally...  something I go after in life.  My friends have...  I mean some of them but I typically keep to myself.  I uh..."  She pops back into her sweater so no Fluttershy can be seen.  Tree Hugger pauses, looking at the yellow mare with concern.  "You okay?  Buck, I hope I didn't harsh your flow."

Tree Hugger got off of her chair and hovered over Fluttershy, staring into her collar seeing a concerned face within.  Suddenly, Fluttershy's arm reached out and grabbed at Tree Hugger's.  "Um...  I normally prefer stallions anyways...  Well.  A stallion who is like you would be amazing." Tree Hugger smiles and coughs, clear her throat she backs into her chair as her timid friend hides in her fluffy bunker, completely blind to the room around her.  Tree Huggers voice is heard.  "Kay...  I'm gonna let you in on something.  If you dig it, you dig it.  If you don't, we'll keep groovin' on as friends."

Fluttershy's ears hear the shuffling of clothes.  Both anxious and confused... but also curious.  Her long tongue lashes around inside her muzzle growing dry from the heat and tension.  "C'mout my flower child."

Swallowing hard the nervous mare slowly inches her head out, her cute ears popping out first then her lashes as her eyes free from their blinds to witness something beautiful.  Tree Hugger had stripped down and was posing for her.  Eyes half-lidded, she sat on the bean bag chair with her left leg lifted onto the other, her knee bent as her right leg hangs half off the seat.  Her left hand rubs her angled knee as her entire body is put on display for her friend.

Toned arms, firmer than Fluttershy's, medium breasts, lacking the dougheyness of hers, each topped with a forest green nipple.  A line of fur fluffing out from just above her cleavage.  In fact, there wasn't a part on her that didn't have some degree of matting.  It made her look wilder, earthier, rugged.  Her abdominal's toned and rippled but not in a way that looks overly masculine.  Going further and further down her body, between her firm, healthy looking thighs was the "big reveal".  A clean, smooth furred package like that of a stallions sat between her legs.  Sheathed but there was no doubt.  Two hefty, healthy balls resting under a layer of skin between her legs under a small opening that was safe to assume carried the accompanying equipment.

Fluttershy looked a little awkward of course.  She mouthed "Oh my." as she processed her thoughts.  "You...  Did nature give you that?"  Tree curled up and rests in her cheek on her knee with both hands piled underneath.  "I don't dig on magic.  At least not the kind the unicorns use.  If this sprouted from any magic you can thank the Earth that created it because it's been here since the day I started this life."  Fluttershy grows more comfortable and fully extends all limbs from her fuzzy shell.

Tree Hugger hums, rolling her eyes around, her dreads flopping to her breasts.  "So uh..  Your thing?"  Kind of let my freak flag fly.  Fluttershy takes a deep breath, looks over to her and smiles.  "I trust you...  If you do try anything...  please go easy on this pony."  Tree Hugger closes her eyes with a smile.  "Righteous."