A parking lot light flickered over empty spaces, as the moon hid behind faint clouds. This wasn’t unusual. Canterlot city’s animal shelter was never too crowded, with cars at least. But at midnight, the sole occupied spot was filled with the bike of the animal shelter’s most dedicated volunteer, who took it upon herself to work a late shift that turned into a morning shift. Well, forcefully self volunteered into a sleep over at the shelter would be more accurate.
Fluttershy rested her head on reception area desk as her fingers tapped in rhythm across the wood. She wore pink pajamas with bunny prints sprinkled about. Her own bunny, Angel, was not present. He’d gotten into another fight with the shelter’s guests, and Fluttershy thought it best to leave him home. The problem was, after finishing her duties, Fluttershy had the unexpected discovery of boredom. For better or worse, Angel did keep her busy.
Not that Fluttershy was bored most of the day. She loved taking care of all the animals. But the shelter’s guests were conditioned to their owners sleep schedules, and the strays soon adapted. This unfortunately left Fluttershy surrounded by animals everywhere, but not one to pet. Well, except for one dog she thought best to let lie.
Fluttershy let out a sigh. Worse yet she had trouble sleeping the past week, after a rather eventful slumber party with Sunset and Twilight. What started as a serious talk, ended with Fluttershy drooling on Twilight’s bed, after experiencing her first orgasm.
Fluttershy flinched, at the memory, and Sunset’s homework that had followed. She instinctively glanced around the empty room, and blushed.
“This would be the perfect time...” Fluttershy thought to herself. “And Sunset said it helps with sleep...”
Fluttershy eased herself back into the front desk’s leather recliner. She closed her eyes and let one hand slide down her PJs from her belly. The hand effortlessly slid right under her loose pajama pants & panites, and caressed over her tiddy trimmed, pink pubic hairs.
Her body shuddered at the sensation, and the attached memory of Sunset’s guiding hand. That memory and the boys shower fantasy Sunset helped her construct competed for her use at home. Fluttershy decided the sleepover was winning this night, right as her hand brushed against her clit. She let out a quiet, even for her, moan, and her fingertips felt her dampening desire.
A low growl snapped Fluttershy out of her lust, and straight up in her chair. Cold sweat rolled down her brow as she looked down at a certain not so sleeping dog.
“I thought you were asleep already Winter,” Fluttershy said, in a mixed question, statement, and apology.
“Indeed.” Winter thought, and/or said. Fluttershy’s animal abilities blurred that line for her. “But don’t let my presence stop you.”
Winter was a husky mix, meant to, and succeeding in giving off the appearance of a gray wolf. Albeit with bright blue eyes husky eyes. His owners bought him because of a popular TV show, but nevertheless took care of him well. However, they tended to travel a lot, so he was a frequent guest of the animal shelter’s kennel. He was one of Fluttershy’s favorite guests at the shelter. His alpha dog mentality helped keep order amongst all the animals.
The dog stretched from where he laid at Fluttershy’s side, and stood. His tall back reaching just below the desk’s top.
“I would pleasure myself too if I had such marvilios appendages. It would help with that annoying bitch.”
Fluttershy didn’t so much as flinch at Winter’s direct remarks. She knew exactly what very literal bitch Winter was talking about. A chiwawa a certain family just so happens needs kenneled whenever she is in heat. Obviously allowing guests to breed was a huge no for the animal shelter, but that never stopped the chiwawa from tempting every non-fixed dog in the building. And Fluttershy was unfortunate to learn, after she gained her animal powers, that dirty talk was also included in her attempts at seduction. Winter dominating the other dogs in terms of size and presence was her most frequent target. Even though Winter couldn’t possibly mate with her. His cock would be almost as her…
Fluttershy shook her head to focus, and remove the mental image she was building. She found Winter resting his head on his paws, waiting for visitors not due for a week. His body tense, with the occasional muscular spasm. Fluttershy let out a quiet sigh. She couldn’t let this go on.
“Isn’t there any way you can… umm. Help yourself?” Fluttershy asked.
“No. Like I said, I lack hands.” Winter replied while not moving an inch.
“Aren’t their other ways dogs do that?”
“What? Do you expect me to hump the cold, hard floor?” Winter said while making his tail hit the shelter’s cement floor with extra loud thumps.
“What about lic--”
“Licking myself? That is terribly degrading… and not really good for finishing what you start before your joints complain.”
Fluttershy crossed her arms. This was turning out a lot harder than she expected. Spike never seemed to have this problem, but he had Twilight.
“A pack-mate would make this easier. But I haven’t had one in years.”
“A what?”
Winter turned his head to Fluttershy confused, at her confusion.
“You’ve never heard of pack-mates?”
“I know about packs, and mates, but I get the feeling you mean something else.”
“I do. A pack-mate is a member of your pack, or honorary member, who you relieve mating urges without making them your mate, or having puppies with.”
“Like, how?”
“It varies, but my usual arrangement was allowing me to mount my pack-mate when she is out if heat to relieve my urges, and for me to eat her out when she was in heat. Obviously, when both align, I help her then mount her in a way where I don’t enter her. Usually I finish on her back fur.”
Fluttershy grew red at the surprisingly detailed description, and instinctually crossed her legs to hide her unreleased desires from Winter. Fluttershy didn’t know where she expected this conversation to go, but she never expected it to be a steamy description of the canine equivalent of friends with benefits.
Winter took a deep breath , and exhaled through his nose after finishing further past exploits.
“But my last pack-mate moved away nearly a year ago. And I don’t get along with any of the dogs here like a pack, let alone a pack-mate.”
Winter let out a low growl.
“Besides that chiwawa I wouldn’t want if she was a show german shepherd.”
Winter shook his body like he was drying off, and stastood.
“But that’s enough about my problems. I’ll leave you to fix yours.”
Fluttershy watched Winter stiffly walk towards the backroom. Her mind a flutter with thoughts. She didn’t like seeing Winter so… depressingly frustrated. He was always so confident and protective. He would encourage her to be more bold at work, and sure of her decisions. Like a senpai from the anime she watched. Fluttershy knew this even before she could speak to animals. She… didn’t like, no. She hated seeing her friend like this, and would do anything to help her friend.
“Um… you don’t have to go...” Fluttershy mumbled, still unsure of her course of action.
Winter stopped, and glanced back to Fluttershy confused.
“I thought you humans were modest about pleasuring yourself.”
Fluttershy tried to keep up a confident smile despite the scarlet red blush on her face. She only partly succeeded.
“Well, um. Yes, but that is not what I meant.” Fluttershy said before taking and deep breath, and exhaling. “Would you want me to be your pack-mate?”
Winter jolted as pack-mate left Fluttershy’s lips, and clusily started walking backwards towards the back room entrance.
“What?! I, ah. I should never have brought this up. It was selfish of me to vent about my problems--”
Winter hit a wall, as he missed the door, and glanced around confused. Fluttershy covered her mouth to hide a chuckle. She finally got what Twilight meant by seeing Spike’s blush through his fur.
Fluttershy got up from her chair, and leaned down into a hug around Winter’s neck; calmingly him at the touch.
“It’s ok. We humans have pack-mates too. We just call them friends with benefits.”
Fluttershy released Winter from her grasp, and rubbed him on the head.
“And your a friend who needs some help. The least I can do is offer a, marvelous hand.” Fluttershy said while waving her right hand’s finger before Winter.
“You… you’re sure about this?”
Fluttershy grinned mischievously. “Roll over.”
“Ye, yes ma’am.” Winter said before exposing his belly, and his growing sex to Fluttershy.
Fluttershy giggled, realizing she enjoyed giving the shelter’s alpha dog orders, perhaps too much.
Fluttershy’s hands trembled as she forced them to not shoot up and cover her blush. Fluttershy didn’t know if it was the his built up sexual frustrations, or her actions, but Winter was already at half mast, and already bigger than Spike. She concluded it must be the sexual frustration as she took a deep breath to compose herself.
“So. How exactly will with work?” Winter asked on his back, and while not making direct eye contact with Fluttershy.
Fluttershy smirked filled with a sense of power from seeing a dog beg in a way she never expected. Her eyes taking on a predator like gleam.
“Like I said,” Fluttershy purred as she sat down on her knees, and gently grabbed his genitals with both hands. Her left squeezing his firming cock, and her right fumbling his balls. Both causing Winter to let out a soft whimper.
“I’ll give you a hand, or two.”
Fluttershy was already familiar with a male canine’s anatomy. She had taken every volunteer positions and course offered (several times). This included breeding courses, and health inspections. But it felt different now. Not, physically. Winter had the typical veiny erection she felt before. But now, while trying to offer her friend nothing but pleasure, everything felt different; heightened. The heat, musky scent, curving veins, and pointy tip felt like flame to her touch.
Fluttershy’s squeezes quickly turned into light strokes as Winter’s dick became too hard to squeeze, comfortably. Her right hand abandoned his balls, and grabbed his dick where his growing knot was forming. She then pointed his almost full erection upward to give her left hand a better angle as it stroked up and down. Her fingers quickly formed an ever tightening ring around his girth.
Fluttershy also wanted to get a better look at his tip, as a drop of pre-cum formed. It grew bigger and bigger inches from Fluttershy’s face, before finally trickling down his erection, and adding an ever so light layer of lube between her and and his penis.
Another drop grew and slid halfway down his length before Fluttershy’s fingers stopped it, and spread it carefully across his shaft. She then gulped, and leaned in next to his tip. Her breath brushing over the tip as the third pre-cum drop formed. Without hesitation, she kissed the tip, and tasted his precum on her lips. Though the drop only gave a faint salty taste that faded away.
Winter’s body shivered at the kiss, and head jolted up towards Fluttershy.
“Fluttershy, you. You don’t have to lick me there. Your hands are, more than enough.” Winter stuttered as he tried to suppress his panting.
“No. I don’t.” Fluttershy whispered, before giving a long, sucking kiss to his lower head that sent a shudder through his whole body again as she pulled free with a pop.
“But I want to.”
Fluttershy kissed Winter’s erection once more, but continued down. She didn’t want to try, the deep throating thing Sunset mentioned, so only sucked in his tip. Then an inch further as her tongue took a taste. The taste was unusual, most comparable so some strong flavored meats she had tried before becoming a pescetarian. She almost gagged at the taste, and pulled her head back slightly; leaving only the tip of Winter’s erection on the tip of her tongue.
Then Fluttershy saw Winter’s face. The proud alpha dog squirmed every so slightly in pure orgasmic bliss. His eyes closed, and mouth letting out a mixture of soft panting and whines. It was Fluttershy’s turn to shutter.
Fluttershy suddenly found herself used to the taste, and lowered her head again. Her tongue taking charge as it swirled around his dick, and happily lapped up his near constant stream of precum. Then Fluttershy’s hand, felt a sudden spasm in his knot.
“Flutters...” Was all the warning Winter gave as he started cumming.
The first squirt of cum struck the back of her throat, causing her to cough as the second squirt bounced off her cheeks. It was the 3rd and 4th loads that finally landed directly on Fluttershy’s tongue. The taste was different for Fluttershy. It was salty like she was told, but with a thick texture, with meaty like notes. However, Fluttershy didn’t have any time to ponder about the taste.
The 5th squirt of cum finally filled Fluttershy’s mouth past its limit. She pulled her head free of his cock right as the 6th squirt sprayed out, and left a trail of cum down her nose. The following releases finally started to die down in amount and frequency, but still sprinkled her face, chest, and pajama bottoms with dog cum.
Fluttershy then swallowed what didn’t leak out from her mouth. It was more challenging than she expected with the stringlyness of Winter’s cum, but she managed, and let out a deep sigh.
Fluttershy glanced down at Winter, to find his paws still spasming, with a rather hilarious grin on his face. His cock, though shrinking, still hanged out loosely on his fur. She then took a look over herself, and her cum drenched pajamas. She was happy she did pack spare clothes for the next day. The only thing not wet was her panties. And if the warmth she was feeling down below was any indication, that was probably not true either.
“So...” Winter said, snapping Fluttershy out of her trance. She found Winter sitting up on his belly, staring up at her.
“Yes.” Fluttershy finally chirped, after a semi long, awkward silence.
“When do you want your turn?”
“What?!” Fluttershy squeaked as she backed up on her knees, only to hit her head on the desk behind her.
“Like I said, pack-mates share a mutual pleasure contract,” Winter said, as he licked Fluttershy’s cheek affectionately freezing the hand rubbing the growing goose egg on her head..
“Oh. Oh, dear.”
Author's Note
Just a little fun author's note, I'll admit I took some inspiration from Braeburned’s comic, Comic Relief, in terms of the hand stuff. I just don’t know why, but damn is that comic hot. And this is coming from a comfortably straight guy.
