The next day...

Fluttershy was in her home, cleaning up after having spent yet another day with her adorable animal friends. Although some of them had been playing, most of them opted to "chillax", as Rainbow Dash would have put it. Given the constant heat, their choice to save their energy was probably for the best. After all, today was significantly hotter than yesterday, as per the Pegusi's schedule.

Speaking of heat, It seemed that the animals really enjoyed watching what Fluttershy did, with most of them constantly telling her how "hot" the sight was. She’d been getting compliments the entire day, and most of the previous day, too. Each time they complimented her, her feelings became mixed. On one hoof, it was nice to hear that her animal friends compliment her so. On the other hoof, she didn’t really understand why they were so ecstatic. After all, she had helped many animals, and her blowjob for Harry was no different. OK, maybe it was a LITTLE different she thought to herself, having never enev thought about doing anything sexual with an animal before, much less actually doing something.

However, there was something that confused her even more: the strange feelings that had been flowing through her lower body, as of late. Everytime she thought back on what had happened, she felt that weird "twitchy" feeling again. And yet, she knew that even if her animal friends weren't constantly reminding her of what happened, she still wouldn't be able to stop thinking about it. There was always something about that mental image of Harry's throbbing shaft, sticking straight out, as if it were waiting for her. Everytime she thought about how long and hard it was, and the feel of it in her hoofs or her mouth, or the sight of those balls, the way they felt, the way they turned... everytime she thought about any such thing, the "twitchy" feeling would return. It also felt like it was getting stronger as time passed. She was also starting to experience a feeling of warmth, down there too, although it was not a particularly strong feeling... yet.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she felt something tugging at the fur on her right foreleg. Looking down, she saw Angel Bunny's paw tugging at her, staring into her eyes. She was about to ask him if something was wrong, when he opened his mouth, and pointed inside with his free paw; a universal symbol that said "feed me". His facial expression then changed to the saddest puppy-eyed look he could muster, as if he'd been starving for weeks.

Fluttershy giggled to herself. "Angel, there's no need to be so dramatic. After all, it's been an hour or two since breakfast."

She then looked at the clock, and found that it was indeed getting close to lunch time. "Oh... I guess it's been a bit longer than that, hasn't it?" She then looked down at Angel. "OK, I'll start getting everything ready. I need you to stay here and wait patiently like a good little bunny. Can you do that?"

Excited by the prospect of food, Angel nodded enthusiastically.

"Good boy."

Moving towards her kitchen, Fluttershy opened her pantry to fetch the ingredients she would need for Angel and the other creatures under her care, humming happily to herself. However, her hums were suddenly cut short, as she reached in to get the first ingredients.

"Oh, my..." she said, staring into the pantry. There should have been carrots present. Instead, she was staring at a mostly-empty space, with a few sparse items here and there. "I guess it has been a long time since I went shopping hasn't it?"

No matter, she simply moved on to the pantry where she kept her tomatoes. It too was mostly empty. Likewise for her pickles, apples, pears, lettuce, spinach, asparagus, cherries... in fact, she was practically out of everything her herbavore friends needed. She was even running low on tea! How could this have happened? she thought to herself. She was normally so good at keeping a decent supply of everything she needed. She had known her ingredients were running a tad short, but there should have been enough for at least one more breakfast, one more lunch, AND one more dinner. How could she not have realized she was so low?

She didn't want to admit it, but deep down she knew the answer: her warm, twitchy feelings had been keeping her distracted, causing her to not pay enough attention to how little food she had left.

Her eyes then opened wide with realization: if she were out of fruits and vegetables, she was probably out of fish, too. Since there were no meat-eating creatures in Ponyville - aside from those Fluttershy cared for, she had to have their meat imported from Griffenstone, which usually took about a week. Panicking, she rushed to her refrigerator, opened it, and peered inside. After staring inside for just a few moments, she relaxed her face with a relieved sigh. She still had plenty of fish to give to her animal friends.

Knowing she didn't have enough food to feed everycreature she gathered her bag of bits, and started walking towards the door, stopping only to talk to a now-confused Angel, who was still waiting for her to get started on his meal. "Sorry, Angel. I guess I forgot to pickup the groceries like I usually do. I'm going to head to the store now, and I promise I'll start cooking as soon as I get back, OK?"

Angel just deadpanned at her, clearly annoyed at the delay.

Walking down the streets of Ponyville, Fluttershy noticed there seemed to be more ponies than usual. It's probably because I don't usually shop at this hour, she thought to herself. And it was true: she usually preferred to do her shopping late in the evening, since there would be fewer ponies there. Even a hoofful of ponies was usually enough to make her feel self-conscience, so she prefered to avoid... this. There were so many ponies, she could feel their eyes on her, judging her every move, even though some part of her knew they weren't as interested in her as her nervousness made her think. Still, she wanted to shy away from everypony, and perhaps come back another time. With a soft sigh, she decided she couldn't do that to her animal friends. They were counting on her, after all. All the same, as she continued down the steet, she kept her head low, and covered as much of her face with her mane as she could.

Eventually, she made her way to the carrot stand, run by a mare named Golden Harvest, only to find a line much longer than she was used to. Keeping her nervous breathing under control, she took her place in line, forcibly resigning herself to wait her turn in the hot sun. She then glued her eyes to the ground, not wanting to look anypony in the eye.

As time passed, each pony approached the stand, bought their carrots, and left. With little else to do, Fluttershy looked at pretty much anything she could to pass the time. She looked at the clouds, a few birds that flew by, and whatever else she could see. As long as she didn't have to look anypony in the eye, she could distract herself from her nerves. She soon felt herself start to relax to a certain degree.

"Thank you, ma'am"

The sound of a stallion's voice drew her attention, as she looked at the one ahead of the line.

"No problem," Golden Harvest replied, "hope to see you again."

With that, the stallion turned to his side, and began walking away. He was a stallion that Fluttershy didn't recognize, although she, being as shy as she was, had become accustomed to not recognizing ponies long ago. He seemed to have a brown coat, a dark-brown mane, and a blue tie. Normally, Fluttershy would have been curious enough to glance at his cutie mark, even though she knew she'd forget what it looked like in a matter of seconds, but she suddenly found her eyes move elsewhere. As he moved further away from the stand, Fluttershy got a good peek at what he was carrying between his hind legs. As per usual, Fluttershy couldn't see much, but she couldn't quite bring herself to look away, and kept staring until he was too far for her to make out much of anything. Her thoughts were then filled with thoughts as to what he might look like when aroused. Would his parts be anything like Harry's? If he had an orgasm, would his seed taste like Harry's? Would it look like Harry's? What exactly dose Harry's sperm look like? she wondered to herself, having only swallowed it without actually seeing it.

Luckily for the mare, nopony caught her staring. Even more fortunate, however, was the fact that she wouldn't have to wait long for the next stallion in line to move to where she could see him. She didn't even bother taking note of anything other than his package. However, much to her disappointment, he turn away from her, giving her only a view of his rump. Then again, that wasn't a bad sight, either: her eyes followed his every movement, as he swayed back and forth, mesmerized by the movements of his hips, his tail, the way...

"Heelllooo? Miss? Anypony home?"

Suddenly, Fluttershy realized she'd been staring too long, and shook the thoughts out of her head, and looked forward at Golden, who was now staring at her expectantly.

"Sorry." she said, trotting towards the stand, hoping nopony would notice the blush on her face. "I guess I've got a lot on my mind today. I'll need two dozen carrots, please."

Opting not to press the matter, Golden replied "OK, that'll be 16 bits."

Fluttershy placed the bits on the counter, placed her newly-purchased carrots into her saddle back, and headed for the asparagus stand. She arrived there and, again took her place in line. However, she then spent so much time catching glimpses at the stallions there, she didn't even notice when three different ponies cut in front of her. There was just something about their bodies: the way their fur clung to their skin in sweat, their strong legs, their tight butts, and their packages. As she inched her way towards the front of the line, however, she wass once again snapped out of her thoughts when a mare she doesn't recognize steps behind her. Fluttershy felt a rush of fresh blood to her face when she realized that she'd been "twitching" the whole time. She had also flagged her tail higher than she meant to, although she had no idea when that had actually happened. Thankfully, the mare didn't say anything, leaving Fluttershy to assume she hadn't noticed.

When it was eventually Fluttershy's turn to make her purchases, Fluttershy approached the stand. She then noticed, for the first time, that the sales stallion had been sitting on a stool, his hind legs spread in a cozy-looking matter. Fluttershy stared right at the his package, having a clear view of his penis and balls for a few seconds, before realizing the likely hood of her getting caught. She instead forced herself to look down at the table, realizing that he only had a small selection of asparagus left. Although Fluttershy was hoping to buy enough to last another week, she decided to buy only enough to get her through another day or two, leaving the rest for the mare behind her.

As she walked away with her purchase, she made a quick note in her mind to come back soon, both for the the goods on display at the stand, and the "other" goods on display behind the stand. She then decided decided that the tomatoes should be the next thing on her mental shopping list. Turning to that general direction, she noticed her own shadow on the ground, and realized her wings were fully extended. When did that happen?, she wondered to herself before folding her wings back to her side.

As Fluttershy then started heading toward the tomato stand, she noticed directly in front of he a somewhat skinny... stallion? Colt? It was hard to tell, as he looked like he was at that age when he was turning into a colt. he had red spots on his face, and large glasses on his muzzle. she noticed him absent-mindedly sniffing the air, although she couldn't possibly guess what he was sniffing at. As he continued sniffing, he started moving closer and closer to her, a blush on his face. Feeling her nervousness return, Fluttershy didn't know what else to do but freeze on the spot. As he moved closer, she then took a step back, wondering what had gotten into him?

"Um..." was all she could say.

He suddenly stopped sniffing her, looked her way with embarrassment, and took two steps back.

"S... Sorry" he stammered, before turning around and galloping away.

What a strange person Fluttershy thought to herself.

Then she noticed it... or did she? She could have sworn that, as the stallion/colt fled, there was something bobbing underneath him. Was he horny as well?

It was at that moment when Fluttershy felt another "twitch", as well as something new... a strange wetness. She looked back at herself, and noticed a few stray drops of liquid had fallen from between her legs, landing on the a small boulder directly underneath her. Perplexed, she stared at the boulder, wondering where that liquid had come from. It was probably just a bead of sweat, she eventually reason to herself. She had been in the sun for a while, after all.

Today had been a long day. Pretty much everywhere Fluttershy went to buy her usual ingredients had at least a hoofful of ponies waiting their turn in line including - Fluttershy had to admit - some rather attractive stallions. And since Fluttershy had so many animal friends, she naturally had to buy a ton of ingredients. It was a strange thrill to be simultaneously feeling her usual nervous energy, and at the same time enjoying such beautiful sights, while hoping nopony had caught her. She probably had been caught at least a 6 times. But once again, everything she did was worth it, if for no other reason than pleasing her animal friends. Most of them seemed so grateful to her, they didn't even mind the delay.

Of course, Angel was an exception, glaring angrily at her for taking so long. Even so, a simple apology, and a salad fit for a rabbit-king was enough to earn his forgiveness. After all, although he had an unfortunate habit of acting like a spoiled child, he was still kind at heart. Whenever Fluttershy was feeling down, Angel was always there to reassure her. He always seemed to know just how to cheer her up, no matter what she was going through.

Of course, Fluttershy could only reflect on him - or any of her animal friends - for so long before being brought back to *those* feelings. After all, her marehood was now going crazy. It was twitching continuously now, with a new twitch never being more than a second or two away. It was also starting to produce so much liquid, it left a trail wherever she went. Her liquid also had a strange, musky scent to it, the like of which smelled nothing like sweat. In addition, yet another new feeling had emerged: a "tingly" feeling, which became slighly more intense everytime she winked.

On top of which, her marehood wasn't the only thing that was acting strange. She could feel the nipples on her teats getting hard as well. As the day wore on, they became extra sensitive, causing her to shudder everytime she felt a breeze flow across them. Although the feeling kept her distracted, she couldn't help but enjoy it. And then there were her wings. She was constantly struggling to keep them folded, as they kept wanting to expand to their full size. This made it especially hard to use them for hovering and flying: they seemed so stiff, she could hardly get them to move.

Fluttershy decided she would try to distract herself from her thoughts by cleaning her house. With so many furry friends, there was always something that needed hair removed, or needed sweeping or needed dusting, et cetera. So, with that in mind, Fluttershy set out to work, immediately identifying objects that needed cleaning. Ultimately, despite her best efforts, she couldn't help but think of those beautiful, wonderful dongs and dangling sacks she had seen throughout the day. Consequently, her needy body continued to respond to her mind's juicy stimulation.

Author's Note

Hurrah! The fun has been doubled, for chapter two is finally out!

Fun fact: there was supposed to be more at the end of this chapter, but given it's current length, I decided to end it here, and move the next planned event to the next chapter. Also, since I like building anticipation for as long as possible, I think it works even better this way. I apologize if anyone is left blue-balled.

If you have any constructive criticisms, feel free to leave them below, so that I may improve my writing.