The Legend of Futashy
By Decadent Deimos
Ch1: Morning Redwood
A changeling dressed in a red bachelors robe sat upon a fancy wingback chair of a matching color. He had a pipe in his mouth and was holding a large book in his hooves. Of course, the pipe was just for show and could only blow bubbles.
“Hey, they don’t need to know that last part!” he said, looking up at seemingly nothing.
He turned and greeted, “Oh, hello there! I didn’t notice you at first.”
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“Hey, I’m talking to you! Yes you, the reader!” He harrumphed. “Fourth wall be damned and all that jazz,” he explained dismissively as he closed his book and adjusted himself in his seat.
A quick clear of his throat and he began to speak, “Now, I’m sure you have many questions. Where’s the lewd story? Who’s this changeling? Why do I feel so sexually attracted to him?”
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“Oh… you didn’t ask that last one?” He frowned and sighed dejectedly while grumbling something to himself.
He shook his head and returned to speaking, “Oh right, so to answer your obvious questions. Yes, there’s going to be lewd that I promise you. See around you?” He then motioned around him with a holey hoof at an enormous collection of books in his study. It was like a mini library.
“You see, I’m a collector of… let’s say ‘enticing’ stories? I have plenty to share with you my dear reader.” He chuckled to himself while rubbing his hooves together with a lecherous grin on his face.
With that same smile he then answered the second obvious question, “As for me, I am Deimos, your narrator and guide to a world of erotic tales!”
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“Huh, what’s that?”
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“If I’m the narrator, then who’s narrating the story right now?” In response he just gave a half lidded stare. “Listen, are you here to ask questions or are you here for porn?”
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“That’s what I thought.”
His horn glowed and an enormous tome flew off the shelf and landed in his outstretched hooves; the weight of the book nearly causing him to fall forward out of his chair.
“Oomph! Wow, this is really thick and heavy. Something I personally hear quite often if you catch my drift,” he said with a wink.
He then cracked the book open and began, “I believe this is what you came for. Well, allow me the immense pleasure of reading you… the Legend of Futashy!”
Fluttershy grimaced as she felt something soft, yet hard bat against her snout repeatedly. Whatever was hitting her would occasionally leave what felt like a warm fluid that trailed down the bridge of her nose as she tried in vain to ignore what was hitting her. But no matter how tight she kept her eyes closed, Fluttershy couldn’t ignore the perpetrator any longer as she desperately tried to fall back asleep.
With a sigh and bags under her eyes, Fluttershy slowly lifted her eyelids to glare tiredly at the source. Above her was what one could only describe as a monster of a cock, the flare dripping with pre seed as more began to build up at the tip.
Fluttershy just continued to look up at it, hoping that if she stared it down long enough the pink fleshy dick would get the picture and calm down. However, all she got in response was the thing throbbing and smacking itself against Flutters nose a few more times, leaving a trail of jizz that would slide down onto her face.
She groaned in annoyance and then looked to her left at her mechanical alarm clock. Her grown got louder as she slammed her hooves against her bed. Though slam might have been generous, it was closer to a light tap against the sheets.
“Mmmph, it’s way too early for this! I have to get up in a few hours to do chores and feed the animals, but you want me to take care of this now?” she exclaimed to her dick.
In response, the beast simply smacked against her more rapidly.
“I don’t have the time or energy for this. I have a busy day ahead and you want me to—“ Fluttershy didn’t get much farther before her cock decided to abuse her again, only this time it didn’t stop, each smack sending a glob of pre onto her and the bed.
She finally lamented, “Fine! A light quickie and then straight to bed, got it?”
The shaft went rigid in agreement, its form stiff with joy. Fluttershy felt the thick veins tighten and become engorged with anticipation; the girth increasing in size as more blood rushed into the hardening flesh.
With another tired sigh Fluttershy threw off her blankets and looked down at her endowments for a moment before hopping out of her bed onto the hardwood floor.
The mare was what many would call blessed, and that was putting it mildly. She had been born a hermaphrodite, something that was extremely rare. But if that wasn’t enough for the shy and insecure mare, she managed to win the double lottery and also end up being freakishly endowed.
Fluttershy had a cock that was several times thicker than her legs and if she wished, she could perform auto-fellatio by barely looking down when erect. In addition, she had fat milk tanks for crotch tits that wrapped snuggly around the shaft. The pink nipples barely hang an inch above the ground when standing. And of course, one couldn’t forget the giant yellow cum factories larger than bowling balls that hung just below her mare hood and wide hips. One could jokingly use the phrase ten pound balls, but that would probably be underestimating their weight class.
Despite being more endowed than a Saddle Arabian stud carrying milk machines, she didn’t have any problems walking. After carrying all of that around over the years built up the necessary strength to walk and run with it. Same went for flying, but with all that extra cargo she wasn’t going to be winning any races with all that training weight constantly on her. Thankfully, such things didn’t matter much to her.
There was one unexplainable oddity with the mare. For some reason, when she walked, Fluttershy would sashay as she went along. She wasn’t even trying to attract attention and she didn’t do it on purpose. Fluttershy couldn’t really explain it, but for some reason it just felt… right walking like that. It was simply her natural gait.
With her head drooped and her cock being the only thing keeping it propped up, she slowly fumbled her way over to the bathroom and turned on the lights. Fluttershy shut the door behind her as she entered quietly so as not to disturb Angel who was sleeping the night away.
A tired yawn escaped her lips as made her way over to the tub, stopping by the sink to take a quick glance at the restless mare in the mirror before pulling back the curtains of her bath. Fluttershy carefully stepped into her bathtub, lifting her bits so as not to bruise them. As she did she looked back behind her to see a trail of pre leading back to the bathroom entrance. She would have to clean that up as well when she got up in the morning.
Looking down at her dick, which was now leaking and bubbling with copious amounts of precum, Fluttershy drowsily said, “Alright, let loose.”
Most ponies when wanting to relieve themselves of lust would need to touch or stroke their sensitive areas to get off. For Flutters though, it wasn’t required unless she wanted to cum harder. Right upon giving her member permission a thick white stream of spunk began to blast out of her dick. The stream only got thicker as it sprayed longer.
Fluttershy closer her eyes and smiled as she let that long hard orgasm wash over her. Most ponies only ever dreamed of having an orgasm that good and a lucky few maybe got it every once in a long while. This however, was a far more common orgasm for the lucky pegasi and was a “light” and “weak” orgasm by her standards.
The thick, creamy liquid kept spurting out, hitting the side of the tub before trailing down to the drain. However, due to the sheer amount of seed she was releasing, the bathtub was filling up faster than it was draining. This resulted in a cum puddle starting to form around Flutters hooves, but she was so tired and too busy riding out that pleasure high to even notice.
Her balls churned as they began empty their tanks, but this resulted in a signal going out to those jizz machines to start making more and when they turned on, production was set up all the way to eleven. This simply resulted in there being even more spunk, which then caused even more seed to blast up the pipe, which then made those factories churn out even more, which then—
Well… you get the idea.
Fluttershy coasted on her high, letting it soothe her as she drifted off into Nirvana. Her pleasure ascending her to heights not mean for mortals. A place that was normally reserved for divinity.
Fluttershy let off a soft tired moan as she started to open her eyelids from the orgasm waking her up a bit more. However, her eyes then shot wide open with a cute meep sound when she realized that the cum in the tub had built up so much that it was past her knees. And her dick was still ejaculating a steady thick stream.
“Oh no! Stop, stop, stop!” she exclaimed in a panic and concentrated hard, regaining control of herself as the seed slowed down to a trickle from the flare.
Fluttershy snorted and glared down at her cock. “I said a light quickie!” The member simply throbbed in response. “Are you at least satisfied?” she asked and it gave a confirming throb. “Good.”
She was glad that she opted for the magical drain pipes to handle her immense production capabilities. Her seed was slowly draining down and that was enough to her so she wouldn’t have to worry about it backing up. She then reached over and grabbed a large white towel in her mouth and set it on the floor so she could step out.
One might think it was smart for her to have a white towel, but it should be noted that that towel and many of her other washrags were originally buttermilk yellow when she got them.
She started to wash off the seed on her. The towel had been magically designed by a company that specialized in seed clean up and wasn’t supposed to stain. However, it wasn’t designed to clean up Fluttershy’s industrial messes.
Once she was cleaned up, she hung the towel on a hook over the bathtub allowing it to drip down into the huge collection of seed.
Her cock was finally placated for the time being, it was finally beginning to slink back into its sheathe. With a yawn, she tiredly walked out of her bathroom and turned the light off.
Fluttershy smiled tiredly as her bed came into view and she slinked on over to it. Fluttershy stepped onto the mattress and sank into it as she pulled the covers over her, giving off a relieved sigh as she closed her eyes and began to return to dreamland…
*BRRRIIIIIIIINNNNGGGGGG!*
Her bloodshot eyes opened as Fluttershy looked at her alarm clock. As she feared, it was time to get up.
A whimper escaped Fluttershy’s lips and she covered her ears with her pillow and buried her head into it, sobbing lightly. This was going to be a long day…
Author's Note
Chapter was originally much longer, but some feedback suggested some things were too much of an info dump and I should maybe spread out through later chapters.
As a side note this is all starting at the very beginning of season 1. This isn't meant to be a short story.
