Author's Note

What exactly happened when Discord snapped his fingers and put Big Macintosh in Fluttershy's bedroom in The Perfect Stallion? Read on to find out.

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The Perfect Stallion

Fluttershy tugged the corner of her quilt down with her forehooves. It had been a long and slightly strange day, and she was quite ready to go to bed. A soft popping sound behind her made her look over her shoulder. Somewhat to her surprise, she saw Big Macintosh standing there.

He looked surprised about it as well. His eyes flicked over her, and he also looked suddenly embarrassed.

Fluttershy realized that she was standing with her hind hooves on the ground, her front hooves up on the bed, and her rump towards Big Mac, a position her racier romance novels called things like "presenting herself" and "an invitation." She blushed furiously, but her tail betrayed her, flicking side to side, showing hints of what lay beneath it.

Big Mac's red coat didn't show a blush, but Fluttershy was pretty sure he was blushing too. "I'm dreamin', ain't I? I don't remember goin' to bed, but I must be dreamin'."

"I, uhm, I don't think so. Maybe? I don't remember going to bed either. Oh my." The more rational part of her told her she really should put her front hooves down and turn away from the big, strong, incredibly handsome stallion. Other parts that weren't so much in her brain as elsewhere in her body were insisting she stay just exactly as she was, and maybe lift her tail a little bit higher. She licked her lips, trying to decide what she should do.

Big Mac took a step closer. His ears flicked back and forth uncertainly. He pawed at the floor a little. Fluttershy's traitorous tail flicked more. Big Mac's nostrils flared as he inhaled her scent. He lowered his head and nudged gently at her rump, just to one side of her tail. She shivered. She really should move. But she really didn't want to.

She shivered again as Big Mac nuzzled at her cutie mark. Then he paused and took a step back.

"I still reckon this is probably a dream. I can't rightly imagine that the prettiest mare in Ponyville would be offerin' me what-all you seem to be offerin'. All the same, in case it ain't, I gotta make sure you're really up fer it. A stallion's gotta be a gentlecolt about these things."

"Oh. I. Uhm..." Fluttershy hesitated. The rational parts of her were trying to come up with reasons for her to say no. They weren't having much luck though, and the rest of her, especially the growing ache of desire between her hind legs, was arguing persuasively that she should say yes. She flicked her tail again, her hind legs trembling.

"I ain't never been with a mare that didn't want it."

Finally Fluttershy couldn't take it anymore. "Yes! I do want it- you! I want you. Please!"

"All righty then." Big Mac smiled broadly and moved forward to nip lightly at the base of her tail. Fluttershy squeaked, then gave in to her body's urge and arched her tail up higher in eager invitation. Big Mac took a moment to just take in the sight of her. Her slender model's body, her perfectly curved flanks, and most of all what her arched tail revealed beneath it. Only a moment, though, before eagerly taking her invitation and nuzzling down beneath her tail, between her legs. She let out a tiny moan and shifted her hind hooves further apart, fully exposing her sex. He nosed at it lightly, then licked, sliding his tongue between her lips. She moaned again, a shiver going through her.

He lapped at her, tasting her sweetness, his tongue pushing back and forth against her folds. She closed her eyes, concentrating on the sensation as Big Mac licked her, every stroke of the stallion's tongue sending waves of pleasure through her. It got even better when he lapped up to her clit, his tongue caressing the soft nub of flesh. "Oh!" gasped Fluttershy.

Big Mac worked her clit for a while, lapping and sucking gently at it. Fluttershy moaned breathlessly with each touch, her whole body shuddering. When she was on the very edge he suddenly stopped and withdrew. His muzzle was damp with her juices, and he paused for a moment to wipe it off with one hoof.

Fluttershy let out a needy little whimper, looking back over her shoulder at him. She'd been so close! Why had he stopped? Then he reared up and she finally caught a glimpse of his stallionhood. She almost gasped. Big Mac was a big stallion, so it didn't look disproportionate, but his cock was huge. He didn't pause to let her take in the sight though, he planted his front hooves on the bed on either side of her, his body atop hers. He stepped forward with his hind hooves, his hips shifting as he tried to line things up. It took a moment, and Fluttershy felt the head of his gigantic member pushing at her rump, leaving a damp smear of pre-cum on her fur. Then it prodded again just under her tail, and pushed up at last against her wet, waiting entrance.

He let out a low grunt as he started to enter her, her wet warmth closing over his cock. He went slow, spreading and stretching her as he sank carefully in. Fluttershy squeaked as she felt how much he was stretching her out. It was almost too much, and yet it felt so amazingly good.

Finally he came to rest, pushing his hips forward, grinding against her rump, every inch of him inside her. She let out an almost animal moan, feeling him fill her utterly.

Then he pulled back, almost withdrawing completely. Fluttershy shivered, letting out another little whimper of need. She wanted to be filled again. Big Mac gave her what she wanted in one powerful thrust, pushing deeply into her once more, but not slowly this time. She gasped, shoved against the bed by the power of his thrust, her slender body pinned helplessly beneath his strong, broad form. He started pounding her in earnest, each thrust both fast and deep, and she moaned wantonly, all restraint now dissolved utterly. It was purely primal, both of them giving in to animal passion, holding nothing back.

Fluttershy tensed, feeling herself once again near her peak. Her inner muscles squeezed down on Big Mac's cock and he groaned in response, thrusting even faster, his pace almost frantic as he neared his own peak.

When she came, her cry was a gasping, shuddering scream that probably frightened every animal she had, but in that moment she didn't care in the least.

Only seconds later Big Mac's thrusts turned short and jerky, his body trembling as he hovered on the edge, and then he too came, thick spurts of his seed filling Fluttershy, pumping deep into her.

At last he halted, panting, atop her. For a long moment they lay there, both quite still, both enjoying the lingering warmth, the lingering intimacy as their bodies were yet joined. Finally Big Mac's softening cock slipped free of Fluttershy and he stepped back from her, blinking, looking more than a little dazed.

Fluttershy looked dazed too, but she slowly rose from the bed, shaking her head as if to shake off the fog, and then said, "Oh my. What did we just do?"

Big Mac gave her a slow, satisfied smile. "I reckon we had us a pretty good roll in the hay."

"Oh. Yes. It was... wow. But I'm... I'm not... I mean... wow. You are... oh my gosh. But... I don't want to... I mean..." She hid her face almost completely behind her hair, blushing furiously as she fumbled for the right words. "It was so good but I know it's not love because I love someone else!" she finally blurted out. "You're not in love with me either, I hope? I'm so sorry!"

"Eeenope. Yer about the most attractive mare there ever was, but it ain't my heart you went and caught, you jest got the attention of some regions further south."

"Oh thank goodness. I don't want to break your heart or something awful like that. So... let's never mention this again?"

"Eeyup. Mah lips are sealed. An' I'll jest let myself out. If this ain't a dream, I can walk home jest fine an' if it is, it don't matter none nohow."