Flowerchild Funday

by Dr Sharaz Jek

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Fluttershy (EqG), Treehugger, Equestria Girls, Profanity
Length: 1983

Tree Hugger and Fluttershy take a short vacation to a nudist retreat.

Wanting to escape the hustle and bustle of everyday life, Tree Hugger invites her girlfriend Fluttershy to a clothing-optional private reserve, hopeful it will help loosen her up and set her free.

Note: Both characters are 18 or older here. No actual sex, but using the tag because there's some sexual content.

Published 2019-08-10 23:20:02 UTC
Last updated 2019-08-10 23:20:02 UTC

Sanctuary

Sunshine fell over a private nature reserve. It was a well-known retreat for hippies, and a place where curious tourists could let their hair down, a massive stretch of land situated next to the ocean. Greenery covered the earth, a maze of trees rustling under a breeze which carried the scene of pine and salt from the seawater. Birds chirped and fluttered about.

A sign was posted before the trail that led inside which made it clear clothing was optional beyond this point, and no minors were allowed beyond this point. Fluttershy swallowed hard and read it over several times. She fidgeted, her knees knocked together, letting her dense pink locks hide her face which burned bright red. Dressed in a white blouse and green skirt which hid her voluptuous physique, her boots crunched on the grass while she pulled on the bottom of her shirt.

Behind her Tree Hugger had parked her van, which was decorated in peace symbols she'd spray-painted on with materials that were environmentally friendly. She dug through a cooler and tossed Shy a bottle of spring water. Dressed in a thin midriff-bearing top, her nipples poking out from the thin fabric, and a pair of shorts that were unzipped at the top and so low her nethers were almost exposed, she lazily wandered over, dreadlocks swinging from under her bandana.

While she didn't have nearly her girlfriend's figure she was still nothing to sneeze at. Her toes wiggled in her sandals. “Righteous, isn't it? A home away from civilization. Like, I could just hang here all day long...” Her mouth was pulled into a crooked smile, eyes half-lidded as she spaced out. “Hey babe, you feelin' okay? You look a little pale.”

“Oh no, I-I'm fine.” She fidgeted as her lover sidled up. “Eep,” she cried as an arm wrapped around her waist.

“Hey, it's clothing optional, but you don't, like, have to get naked if you don't want to! You know I won't judge.”

“I-I know. But...I don't want to disappoint you.” She stared at her boots and fidgeted.

“You could never disappoint me, babe.” She tightened her embrace. “Unless you cheated on me!”

“Don't tease me. Ah!” She squealed when the water bottle, which had been sitting in ice, popped its top from being crushed between her heavy udders. She shivered when a deluge of cold water saturated her top. The now transparent fabric clung to her breasts, exposing her incredibly large inverted pink nipples, which went erect and poked through the thin material.

Hugs knelt to scoop up the plastic, both because she hated to litter and since it gave her an excuse to ogle her girlfriend from below. Shy covered her burning face with both hands, trying to shrink into herself. “Don't worry, no one else is around!” The hippie tossed the garbage into a thrash can. She took her by the hand, leading her into the forest close by.

Having little choice but to follow, Shy's tits swayed while she trundled beside her, taking shelter in a sea of trees. She'd winded herself after a short jog. She bent over with palms placed atop her knees, huffing while she stuck to the shade. Goosebumps dotted her skin, the wet shirt now hanging loose from her, giving her friend a nice view of her wet cleavage.

“You totally decided to forego a bra for my sake, didn't you babe? Yo, what about-” She'd slipped behind Flutters, and suddenly yanked down her skirt, exposing strawberry-print white cotton panties that adhered so close to her posterior and womanly mound they were practically a second skin waiting to be shed. “Okay, you didn't go commando, but you wore my favorite pair!” Unable to help herself, she smacked both her buttcheeks with open palms and squeezed a couple of times.

“Tree Hugger! You hopeless perv!” But she stepped out of the garment anyhow.

“Why don't you take it all off?” Hugs moved her thick eyebrows up and down. “Like, no pressure, but I know a private trail where it's unlikely we'll be bothered. That cold, wet t-shirt can't be too comfortable, and besides, it totally makes your breasts look even more alluring...” She licked her chops, unable to stop staring at the pastel pink nips that threatened to rip free.

With a shrug, and a quick look around her, Fluttershy pulled her top over her shoulders and tossed it into a pile with the skirt. Her girlfriend scooped them up and placed them on a branch. Hugs removed her own blouse, letting her much smaller but still quite ample boobs spill free with a bounce, following by wiggling down her shorts, exposing her bare bottom half. She only trimmed her nethers on occasion, a dense sea of pubes making their own forest around her womanhood. “Cute, isn't she?”

Shy couldn't help but stare at her labia. “Um, yes, she's quite lovely.” She swallowed hard. “But aren't you worried someone might come along and steal our clothes? I, uh, didn't pack any back ups...” Her cheeks colored again.

“Not likely. And if that happens, so what? It just means we'll have to ride home butt-ass naked,” she teased with an elbow nudge into Shy's ribs. Lastly she removed her sandals and set them aside, breathing in the scent of pine with a flare of her nostrils.

Shivering at the idea, Flutters nonetheless removed her boots and white socks, then slowly peeled her panties down her child-bearing hips, still hiding partially behind pink tresses while she stepped from them. She'd shaved her own pubes to a soft patch above her tight labia, and once completely denuded she trembled a little, feeling a soft breeze and the kiss of sunshine creep in.

“Righteous. You're hotter than ever, babe. Now, what's say we, like, explore a little?” She wiggled her eyebrows again, and linked their fingers when she took her hand, leading her down a private trail off the beaten path.

Strolling alongside her, feeling her toes wiggle upon the earth, Fluttershy sighed with a gentle smile. They listened to the rustle of animals, the sway of foliage, took in the view of colorful flowers which lined the slopes. In truth she'd never felt so free in her entire life. Just an escape from civilization, the area carefully cultivated so that there was no real sense of danger.

“Nice, isn't it? Like, I'm so thankful they've pruned away all the poison ivy and poison oak from this retreat, or else we'd have to explain away some rather uncomfortable rashes in all kinds of awkward places! Like here!” Hugs landed another swat on Shy's backside, the supple flesh ripping as a red hand print was left upon it. She chuckled as Flutters scooted forward clutching her rump. She chased after her with a series of giggles as they ran free down a cleft, all the way to the open air.

Eventually the pair arrived at a cliffside which overlooked the ocean. Waves crashed on the rocks below and seagulls wheeled in the distance with strained cries. They settled on the overlook in a lotus position. Tree Hugger often instructed her in the ways of nude yoga and meditation, assuring her lover it would help set her chakras free. The added eyecandy certainly didn't hurt!

“So, you feel more in touch with nature?” Tree Hugger's plush bottom smooshed on the dirt, dreadlocks falling from her bandana, the only scrap of clothing she still wore. “Anything I can do to make you feel even better?”

“Oh, it's wonderful! But...well...” She turned her head away. “I would like to try something a little more daring. U-um, would you...like to...shave my hoo-hah?” It was a barely audible whisper, Shy still relying on innuendo over vulgarity.

“I'd love to, but I don't have my kit, you know? Guess I'll have to run back and get it.” She bounced to her feet.

“You don't have to-” But Hugs scampered off. For several minutes Shy rocked back-and-forth on her voluptuous backside, eyes darting around like someone might catch her alone and denuded, until the hippie arrived back with a pack slung by a strap over A shoulder. She tossed it down and rifled through it, finding a disposable razor and a bottle of shaving cream.

“Lay back and let me take care of you.” Shy did as instructed, her large breasts slowly rising and falling with each breath. Hugs squeezed some white cream into her palm, rubbed it into the soft pink hairs which curled, and then set the blade to them. With gentle strokes she slowly removed the patch, Flutters shivering with delight while she was daringly shaved bare down below.

“Groovy.” Taking a moment to study Shy's tight vaginal cleft, and the already shaven pastel pink butthole of her lover below, she playfully patted her pussy a couple of times. “Delicious, just like the rest of that buttery goodness, babe. Now, turn over.”

Fluttershy flipped onto her stomach. She smiled coyly when Tree rested her cheek on one of her buttcheeks, the plush posterior a perfect cushion. They rested there under the sunshine, soaking it and the zephyr that washed over them up, their nostrils still filled with the aroma of seawater. Nearly half an hour passed while they lazed by the cliffside.

“Um...if it's not too much to ask, can I shave you, too?”

“Bold now, aren't we?” Hugs chuckled. “Sure, I'd love that.” She sat up, and parted her thighs, showing off her hairy crotch.

Fluttershy rubbed down her dense bush with shaving cream, and spread her lips slightly open to make certain she didn't nick them when she shaved her, exposing the salmon pink of her honeypot. It glistened pink, already wet, and she studied her girlfriend with half-lidded eyes, the patches shaved away in clumps until her vulva was similarly exposed. “It's cute.”

“Thanks. But not as cute as yours,” admitted Hugs. “I'm really lucky to have you, babe.”

This time the pair rubbed each other down with suntan lotion taken from the bag. Tree Hugger started by layering her love in the substance, tracing it down soft curves, and rubbing it in with palms rubbing circles into her skin. Smooth flesh wobbled under her strokes, until it appeared like she was suffused in a sheen of oil which shimmered under the sun's rays.

They reversed positions, Shy kneading her love's shapely physique. “I wish I had a body more like yours.”

“What do you mean? Most girls would, like, kill for killer curves like those!”

“Maybe, but I look like a bimbo. Women always end up jealous, call me fat or slutty, even though it's not like I asked to develop a body like this. Not to mention all the men who leer at me! That's why I settled down with you.”

“Because I'm safe? Well, can't blame you there. I'd never hurt you, Flutterbabe.” She sat up and they faced each other, brushing stray pink hairs from Shy's face. “I love you. Always will, no matter what happens.” They embraced, then leaned in, lips meeting as they slowly kissed. It started delicately, little pecks, then turned more passionate, nibbling on one-another's lower lip. For them it was nigh perfection. Just a couple on their vacation, away from the hustle-and-bustle of civilization.

When the sun started to set they sat and watched it dip below the horizon. The starts started to twinkle and a pale moon arose which made the lotion still rubbed into them appear to glow. Crickets chirped from the verdant forest behind them. They held hands and reclined side-by-side, drifting rather slowly into a peaceful slumber. At the moment there was simply them, everything else in their life momentarily forgotten. Hadn't they earned this, after all they'd done for their hometown?

Author's Note

Just a laidback, relaxing fic between all the darker stuff I've done lately.