The air was cool and breezy on the edge of the Everfree Forest as Fluttershy tended her small vegetable garden. She let the refreshing breeze flow through her outstretched wings. Even though she had nothing even close to a neighbor, Fluttershy took great pride in keeping her garden nice and neat and tidy. As Fluttershy got done, finally pulling the weeds from around her tomato plants, she also noticed the pressure in her groin.
Fluttershy always had her large jug of water with her for gardening. Having drunk close to a half-gallon of water, the milk she had along with her eggs, along with not releasing her morning pee, Fluttershy realized she was close to bursting. Fluttershy still needed to water her garden and decided to feed two bunnies with one wing, forgoing the hose on her cottage for her own.
Standing at the beginning of the row of tomatoes, Fluttershy cooed to the plants like they were part of her animal family, “Okay Mister Tomatoes, drink up.” Fluttershy slowly started walking along the row. Standing with her hindquarters at a canted angle, Fluttershy let out a strong flow of her deep golden urine onto her plants.
Peeing stronger than her untipped hose could output, she gave each plant a generous drink of her golden nectar as she walked. Both the ground and the plants readily absorbed Fluttershy’s pee, “Aw~ My little babies were thirsty. Ooh, and it looks like the carrots need a drink, too.” Fluttershy giggled to herself; she wondered what Angel would think if he knew his favorite carrots were watered with her pee.
Eventually, Fluttershy’s stream dribbled to a close, landing a few drops on a carrot leaf as it stopped. With her chores done for the day early, Fluttershy decided to go for a walk in the nearby Everfree forest. Some ponies might have found the dense, overgrown nature of the forest to be off putting. Fluttershy, despite her meek personality, found much beauty in it, watching the vines creep up the trees and listening to the calls of the animals.
As she continued down the trail, Fluttershy felt her stomach start to turn uneasy. She remembered her little binge with her friends at The Hay Burger last night. Fluttershy could feel the two hayburgers she had eaten catch up with her after their night spent digesting in her. She “eeped” at her own flatus as it exited her hole with a loud, airy “pfooooot.” The sound of Fluttershy’s toot echoed softly throughout the dense forest.
Even though Fluttershy kept walking, away from her gas, the ripe scent of last night’s hayburgers combined with her egg breakfast still managed to waft its way up to her nose. Fluttershy would never admit it to anyone, not even her closest friends, but she did quite enjoy the smell of her own toots, even with how potent and eggy they were today.
As Fluttershy kept making her way down the trail, loud, little “barumphs” occasionally escaped her flaxen hole. Maybe Fluttershy more than “enjoyed” her own flatus; she felt her pussy start to tingle as her fumes kept getting stronger. It was part of the reason she lived so far out of way. She did so love the animals she cared for, but it was nice to be able to indulge herself in her “dirty” pleasures where no one could see her.
“Speaking of no one around,” Fluttershy said to herself, “it looks like that poor little tree over there could use some fertilizer.” Fluttershy walked over to a wilting tree just off the path of the forest. Though the rest of the trees were beautiful hues of emerald and jade green, this little tree had taken on a sickly-looking yellow tint.
“Aw~, poor little thing needs some food.” Fluttershy noticed her pussy was practically dripping from the scent of her toots. “Mmm, hold on, mama Shy has her own needs to take care of first.” The scent of her own gas was like an aphrodisiac to Fluttershy as she lent on the tree, reaching back with her wing to rub her winking clitoris.
Fluttershy kept releasing her wet, ripe toots, filling her nose with her own favorite scent as she fervently rubbed her gushing pussy. She could feel the pressure in her gut building more and more solid, feeling less relief with each toot as she could tell it was motioning to leave her. Fluttershy softly whimpered as she could feel herself approaching orgasm.
With a last few seconds of rubbing, Fluttershy gave a loud whine of ecstasy as she squirted her mare juices all over the grass in front of the tree. Her wings sprang up as electricity arced through her skin, positively spraying the dry ground behind her with her fluids. She panted as her body gave little twitches and convulsions even after her orgasm had calmed down.
After Fluttershy had come down from her euphoria, her stomach churned and groaned with a vengeance. She oriented her plot towards the tree. She relaxed her slight frame on her haunches, letting out another toot before she gave the tree its much needed fertilizer.
Fluttershy felt her yellow hole expand as she let out her digested hayburgers and eggs. Fluttershy’s poop wasn’t diarrhea, but it also wasn’t firm enough to hold its shape as it came out of her in a creamy, gassy mudflow. As it piled up in a pungent, mushy mountain beneath her, Fluttershy let out a high pitched moan of relief. “Oh my, it feels so good to get those hayburgers out of me; I knew I shouldn’t have eaten so much hay and cheese in one sitting.”
Fluttershy’s almost absurd levels of hydration again proved their worth as Fluttershy started watering the tree. A much lighter stream of her pee loudly splattered on the ground as it pooled in front of her pile. It didn’t last very long though, and after the last few dollops of her poop fell from her hole, she let out a loud, violently wet fart, spraying her pile and the ground around it with little droplets of her poop juice.
Giving one last sigh, Fluttershy stood up from her squat. Turning around, she looked at the healthy, steaming pile of fertilizer she gave the tree, watching its runnier parts run over the roots and taking a deep whiff of her potent, eggy fumes. “There you go, Mr. Tree. Plenty of mama Shy’s fertilizer to help you grow big and strong.” Fluttershy took some leaves from a nearby healthy tree and used them to wipe her dirty hole, “Ah, I feel so much better.” Gently letting the dirty leaves fall to the ground, Fluttershy hummed a familiar song to herself as she continued her forest stroll.
