Flutterbat.

Fluttershy was in a bit of a pickle. Well, really it was a massive fucking pickle. She would never really say anything that impolite however, because she was far to polite to do so. It was a few days after she had been turned into a batpony, then been turned back.

She had been really shaken up by the whole chain of events, and honestly she had been expecting at least some of her friends to visit her and make sure she was OK.

But she had not seen any of them. Even Twilight had not bothered to check in on her. Poor Fluttershy had discovered she was starting to suffer from side effects related to the spell. Of course, if her friends could not be bothered to come and make sure she was OK, that must mean they were really busy doing something important, so she was not going to go and bother them over some silly concerns that she had.

No, instead she was just going to sit here and rock gently back and forth while humming to herself. It was the only thing that seemed to help calm her down in any way.

She looked down at the ground and let out a soft sniffle, hooves clutching at the side of her head as she moved back and forth, her tears slowly dripping onto the ground with a soft patter that went well with the tempo set by her sobbing.

Suddenly, there was a light slap to the side of her face, snapping her out of her sobbing as reality came crashing back to her. She had no idea how long she had spent crying, but Angel was stood there tapping his foot impatiently. It must have been a while if it was time to feed him again.

She wiped her nose with a hoof, letting out a final sniffle before slowly dragging herself to her hooves. Every inch of her back muscles felt sore, and she had no idea why.

Before she had chance to think any more on it, Angel was tugging softly at her hoof, clearly annoyed that he had not been fed yet. The yellow pegasus brushed her pink mane out of her eyes. The normally neatly kept mane currently looked more like a wire brush then something that belonged on the head of a pony.

Fluttershy was sure that Rarity would have something to say about that. She stepped into the kitchen and a shocked gasp tore from her lips. The dining table had been laid out. Well, there had been an attempt at laying it out. For some reason there was a set of two spoons by her plate, which was currently piled high with an attempt at a salad.

If she was being honest, it looked more like a miniature salad hurricane had blown through her plate then somebody neatly laying it out with purpose.

But non of that mattered to Fluttershy. Angel Bunny had made her dinner! She was shocked, she was amazed… She let out a happy squeak and picked up the small bunny, who’s eyes flew wide as she suddenly hugged him tight to her chest, causing his eyes to almost bulge out of his head with a squeak reminiscent of a chew toy as he was tightly mashed into the pegasus’ chest with strength he was not aware she possessed.

Fluttershy grinned down at him as she took a seat at the table. Her back was still sore, but all her other concerns had been dealt with. She was overwhelmed with happiness. Even if her friends were too busy to bother visiting, she had someone who was there to look out for her.

“Thank you so much Angel! You have no idea how much this means to me,” She said, trying her best to avoid crying again, least she make the poor rabbit worry even even more about her. She had only just noticed, but she was starving, likely she had been too busy crying to have notice the fact her tummy was rumbling softly.

Eagerly, she stabbed the spoon into the salad and spooned a large mouthful into her maw.

Bitter. It was so very bitter. She spat the half chewed mouthful back onto the plate and suddenly her tummy decided that now would be a good time to do a back-flip.

She rushed into the bathroom, doubling over in front of the toilet as she emptied what food had been in her belly down the pan, her eyes watering as foul tasting bile assaulted her senses, a hoof reaching up to weakly wipe it from her lips.

What was wrong with her? She loved salad! Theories about Angel having ruined or added something to it flooded her head. She quickly dismissed such thoughts however. She would never normally think such things about the sweet bunny, and he had clearly been very worried about her.

It must have been yet another side effect… She was… Just so angry… A strong overwhelming sense of rage tore though her body. It was really out of character for her, and it was at this point she realized that she needed to go and get help from Twilight at the earliest point possible.

But she was hungry and weak, tears from the bile stained her vision and made it almost impossible to see. It was only a short walk to Twilight’s castle, but right now even that seemed like it would be impossible for her.

Slowly, she dragged herself back into the kitchen, where Angel was looking around in a rather nervous fashion, clearly unsure about what had just happened. It almost tore her heart in two knowing that the bunny had put the effort into making a meal and she was too ill to enjoy it.

Fluttershy crouched down next to the small bunny and stroked at his ears softly, trying her best to give him a comforting smile. She did not know how comforting it was however, because she was pretty sure there was vomit in her mane.

The bunny looked up to her, his ears folding back in an unsure fashion. Well, she knew how to fix that. She reached a hoof forward and begin to rub roughly at his ears, the bunny letting out a cute little squeak as he tilted his head into the pets, rubbing roughly against them as his foot pounded rapidly against the ground like a rouge jack hammer.

She chuckled lightly, then moved her hoof away “Sorry I did not get to eat your salad Angel… I’m really not well and I need someone to look after the cottage while I go and get some sleep. Do you think you can do that for me.”

Angel of course said nothing, but he was not able to speak. Instead he allowed his actions to speak for him, raising a tiny white paw up to his head as he saluted the yellow pegasus.

Fluttershy was really good with animals, but she did not need to be good with animals to understand exactly what that meant. “Thank you very much Angel. I’ll be sure to get you something nice to say thank you.” She beamed softly at the bunny, as best she could considering how horrible she felt otherwise, then she begin to drag herself away and up to the stairs, making her way back to her bedroom.

She was still starving, but for some strange reason she did not feel like eating. It was a paradox she was unable to explain, but she was not going to bother arguing with it. Slowly, she dragged her weary form into the bed and wrapped the blankets tightly around herself, their warm embrace the only thing that had managed to make her feel at least a tiny bit better about herself.

Slowly, the yellow pegasus curled into a ball beneath the blankets and let out a soft sigh as the warm embrace of sleep slowly wrapped around her.

Even this did not go well for her however. Her eyes snapped open a few minutes later, a cold sweat wrapped around her sickly body. The yellow mare dry heaved roughly, but she had nothing else to void from her belly, so all that came out from her mouth was a horrible noise.

Her back ached. Her back ached so bad and she had no idea why. It was sore, it hurt and she wanted it to stop. She was half delirious from the strange illness tearing through her body.

To start with she had assumed it was some kind of flu or cold, but now it felt so much worse then any flu she had ever had before, and it was also causing strange side effects no illness she knew of would ever cause, such as the fact her back felt like it was on fire.

She writhed about in a slightly uncomfortable fashion. Celestia, did she feel ill.

There was no way she was going to get to sleep now. Fluttershy decided that right now, what she wanted most, was a nice warm bath to aid her aching muscles.

With a groan, she dragged herself out of her bed. For a moment she was worried that her legs were giving to give out beneath her, but somehow they managed to hold. She steadied herself for a few brief moments, then pulled herself forward.

She was glad that she had decided not to walk to Twilight’s. The walk to the bathroom alone felt like a five mile trek to her. By the time she made it into the small room, her strength was once again spent and she slumped weakly against the door and let out a long sigh.

Fluttershy tried her best to unmuddle her brain, but it soon became clear that that was not going to happen. A pale yellow hoof gripped onto the side of the bathtub and she tried her best to drag herself back onto her hooves.

Her belly once again swirled roughly, and she was pretty sure that her body made an attempt to vomit that was only stopped by the fact she had nothing left to throw up. With a soft groan, she turned to taps on the bath to full, starting to fill the tub as she emptied some of her best shampoo into the bubbling water, thick bubbles almost instantly starting to foam up out of the water as she stared down into its depths.

A nice warm bath would help to relax her muscles and clear away this horrible flu up, even just a little. The time the bath took to fill felt like forever to her. By the time it was done, she was ready to crawl back into bed and pass out.

The scent of the lavender shampoo filled her nose, and she dragged herself up the side of the bathtub, splashing down into the warm water with a soft gasp. The warm water wrapped around her aching muscles, almost instantly setting to work on soothing her hurting muscles.

This had been the right move to make, almost instantly she begin to feel better. She groaned loudly, flopping back against the bathtub with a loud sigh. Her back still felt like it was on fire, all her other aliments seemed to be clearing up, even just the smallest amount.

She rubbed at her back roughly, trying to stop the seemingly ceaseless burning flooding through her back. Something begin to peel away from her back, and she raised her hoof to her head with a frown. A small clump of yellow fur had peeled away from her back.

Her eyes flew wide as she stared at the small mound of hair. Now she really had no idea what was happening. No illness with the current symptoms she was suffering from should be causing hair loss.

She did not care however. It did not matter, the itching was so bad and she just wanted it to stop. A groan tore from her lips as she ground her back into the bathtub, rubbing off the fur with a frantic groan. It felt so good, and she did not care if all the fur on her back came off. She just wanted this constant itching to stop.

It was when her skin begin to peel away that she begin to worry, looking down at the thin flaps of skin that were now floating in the water next to her. There was no blood, which might have made the whole situation even more disturbing.

It was then then she noticed that the bathwater around her was covered in a thick layer of small yellow feathers. Likely from her wings, which were hurting really bad.

She had no idea what was happening any more. But she was really concerned about the whole situation. With strange strength that she had managed to pull from somewhere deep inside herself, she pulled herself to her hooves and let out a soft groan.

The soreness that had covered her body at one point seemed to be clearing up. She did not know where she had gotten all this newfound strength from, but she suffered no difficulty at all in pulling herself from the bath. Her fur was soaked, and everything still felt strange.

But, she managed to easily make it over to the bathroom mirror, which was currently covered in a thick layer of condensation. Slowly, she reached out a hoof and wiped the mist away.

She looked normal, pale, but in the grand scheme of things, that was to be expected.

And then she noticed that her wings were not longer the normal, soft, feather covered kind that pegasi never normally had, instead it was a huge pair of leathery bat wings.

She blinked once, then reached a hoof up to softly rub at her eyes, making sure that what she was seeing was real. Even after rubbing her eyes the leathery wings were still the same.

So she was not seeing things. For some reason she once again had a massive pair of bat wings. She moved a hoof to her mouth as she pulled it open, moving her lips out the way. Her teeth had changed too, now she had a large set of vampric fangs.

This was so strange. She felt like she was locked in a dream, everything just felt… off.. And she was hungry. So very hungry. Not hungry for fruit and vegetables, but for meat and flesh.

It was very out of character for her, but right now she was in a delirious state and she was not really feeling like herself. She needed to sate this near endless hunger before it drove her made. She needed meat. She needed meat now.

She pulled out a towel and begin to dry herself off. She felt cold, cold all over. It was not related to the water however, she just felt… numb.

Slowly, she begin to make her way down the stairs, her nose sniffing softly as if trying to track down the nearest source of food. Right now she was not being driven by the part of her brain used for thinking. The part of her brain she was currently using was the part of her brain used for instinct. She wanted to fight it.

She knew how wrong this was, she knew that it was going to end badly in one way or another, but if she was being honest, non of that mattered to her. And it did not matter to her, because giving into her instincts felt amazing.

Fluttershy had never felt this powerful before. She felt like she would be able to take on anyone and anything right at this moment. It was a dangerous feeling to be sure, but Fluttershy had never felt anything like it before, so she easily fell under its sway.

Her hooves drifted across the floor like it was not even there, everything feeling off like she were trapped in some kind of dream, or more likely, nightmare.

She made it into the living room, which was cast in dark shadows that tried their best to conceal everything from view. She did not have a problem seeing through it however, it was little more then a minor inconvenience for her, and she soon found the figure of a small white rabbit curled up on the couch.

Her brain was screaming at her. This bunny, there was something special about it, something that was trying desperately to prevent her from doing what she was thinking of.

Flutterbat did not care however. She shoved that voice deep down inside of her and locked it away where it would not be heard, slowly leaning down as she opened her maw, giving a growl as her fanged maw moved over the small rabbits head, sliding him deeper and deeper into her dark, damp mouth.

She could hear his heart beat, hear ears had picked out the smallest of sounds when she had first walked into the room, but she had dismissed it as nothing more then her hearing things, but now the bunny was practically in her mouth, she could very clearly hear his heart beat.

It was steady, and calm. The heart beat of something that was deep in the trance of sleep. For the smallest moment, she wondered what the bunny might be dreaming about, but then she remembered that she did not really care all that much.

Her teeth slowly begin to close around the bunny, her fangs sinking through his soft fur until they were resting on his chest, his tiny heart fluttering away within his ribcage.

Slowly, she bit down. Angel awoke with a loud squeak of pain as her fangs easily sank through his flesh. He thrashed and writhed with fear as her fangs sank deeper and deeper into him, but there was nothing he could do to get out of this.

His warm life blood flowed into her maw, and all her senses seemed to light up at once, filling her with an overwhelming sense of pleasure. The salad she had attempted to eat earlier had been bitter, but this was sweet, sweeter then even she had been expecting.

She gasped softly, her tongue dragging over his body to lick all over it as she leaned her head back, his warm life blood flowing straight down his throat as she let out a loud moan.

Angel kept struggling, desperately trying to get away from her, but there was nothing he could do, and slowly his struggles begin to slow as Flutterbat let out a soft chuckle, almost mocking him for being so weak and helpless.

At this point, she noticed just how much she was enjoying her meal. There was a warm tingle between her legs, and she was pretty sure that she could feel the first traces of arousal beginning to form between them. She was getting some kind of sick kick out of this…

And she was loving every second of it. She tilted her head back further and let out a soft gag as his blood begin to flood down her throat. Before the bunny could fully understand what exactly was happening to it, its body had gone numb and it went limp in her jaws.

Fluttershy made sure that she finished draining all his blood, watching as the light slowly faded from his eyes, and his softly twitching body slowly came to a stop. Normally, the pegasus would have been totally destroyed over something like this happening, but right now she did not care about any of that. Her blood lust was sated for the moment, and she tossed the corpse of the drained bunny down to the sofa.

She… Felt so much better. The blood lust had gone away, she no longer felt like she was starving. Slowly, she begin to climb up the stairs, her strong legs carrying her easily to her room.