At night, the sparse street lamps made the town of Ponyville not nearly as bright as the human city Anon had grown up in. Still, it was a small town and he knew the way back from Ponyville General hospital to Fluttershy's cottage well enough. Even so, by the time he got there, he was unfashionably, unreasonably late.

"Fluttershy, I'm back!" he called out into the cottage as he walked in and took his shoes off.

Fluttershy bounded down the stairs in a mix of trotting, hopping and flying. "Anon! Where were you!? I was worried sick!" she scolded him.

"I'm sorry," he apologized. "I had to go over to Ponyville General after work."

"The hospital!? Are you okay?" she asked, even more worked up than before.

"I'm fine. I just sprained my elbow," he explained, indicating his arm by giving his shoulder a shrug. "The nurse said I just need a couple days rest to-"

"Oh, you poor thing!" Fluttershy said, grabbing his good arm. Though she was a little more than half his size, she was quite forceful, pulling him along upstairs.

"Shy, what are you-" he didn't even get a chance to finish as she pulled him into her bedroom and all but shoved him into her bed. "Uh, I'm flattered, but I'm not really looking for a rela-" Fluttershy tucked him into the blankets and vanished from the room. A minute later she was back with a bowl of soup and put a cold compress on his forehead. She took a spoonful of soup and held it out to him with her wingtip. "What the shit!? It's just a sprain! It's not like I have ebola!" He pulled the compress off his forehead and sat up. "I just need to take a couple days off from work."

Fluttershy put the soup aside, and put a hoof to his chest, making him lay back down. "You need to rest and recover," she insisted.

Anon huffed. "Fluttershy, I'm fine, really. Soup is nice for dinner and all, but you don't need to feed it to me. It's late, and I'm going to get plenty of rest as soon as I get some sleep. The couch is fine for me. I'm not going to keep you from your own bed."

Anon was bigger than her. He was stronger than her, even with an injured elbow. He pushed her hoof off of him and he got out of her bed. He grabbed the bowl of soup and headed downstairs to eat before retiring to his usual sleeping spot on the couch. As he laid down, Fluttershy laid out on the floor beside him.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"If you won't sleep in the bed, then I'm sleeping on the floor next to the couch!" she said.

"What- on the hardwood floor!?" he asked. "Go sleep in your bed! That's why I'm on the couch."

"That's why I'm on the floor!"

"Fluttershy, please go sleep in your bed."

"Not without you," she said.

"Um..."

"It's a big bed," she assured him.

Anon got up off the couch and shuffle back to the stairs. "Fine! If it keeps you off the floor. But only because I'm too tired to argue anymore." Fluttershy followed him back upstairs to her bedroom. He sat on the edge of her bed and she grabbed his shirt with her hooves. "I'm quite capable of undressing myself, thank you."

Anon took off his shirt and pants to sleep in just his boxers as he usually did. Fluttershy went around to the other side of the bed and climbed in. As she said, it was a big bed. His feet only hung off the edge a little. But it was plenty wide enough for the two of them.

She looked at him and smiled. "You won't even know I'm here. I'm the world champion of the Quiet Game."

"Okay..." Anon reached over and turned off the nightstand lamp. It wasn't the first time he had slept in a bed next to someone. But it was the first time next to a pony. And of all the times, this was the first time he'd had someone quite so insistent to do so. He rolled onto his side to keep his bad arm elevated. The couch in her living room was plenty comfortable for him, but her actual bed was like sleeping on a cloud. Appropriate for a pegasus. He was tired after such a long and exhausting day. Sleep found him quickly.

~

Sometimes Anon dreamed. Most of the time he didn't. At least, not that he could remember. So when he found himself in a dark room in the middle of the night on a bed rather than a couch, he was unsure if he was dreaming or not at first. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand. In the dim moonlight he could see that it was now so late at night that it was early. The memory of the previous evening came rushing back and he realized where he was and why.

He felt very warm. After all the fuss he had made about Fluttershy doting on him like one of her sick animals, it would be a cruel irony for him to end up actually having a fever. He tried to peel back the blanket off of him to get some cool air. But the blanket gripped him a little tighter. Or rather, the hoof wrapped around his midsection hugged him a little closer. And he remembered that he wasn't alone in the bed.

Along with Fluttershy's hoof was one of her wings draped over him. Between that and the rest of her body pressed against his back, he was sweltering from her warmth. He at least tossed the blanket off of them. He certainly didn't need it with her snuggling him like this. Without the blanket, it was still warm, but at least it was tolerable.

It was strange being the little spoon, especially considering he was a good deal taller than her. But even so, it was... nice. He couldn't recall ever being the little spoon before when he snuggled with someone. In fact, as he laid there, he found it hard to remember much from the time before he had arrived. It was like trying to recall a half-remembered dream.

His life from before wasn't bad, and he wasn't miserable by any stretch. But he wasn't really happy either. Not like this, anyway. He felt Fluttershy's warm breath against the back of his neck and smiled. Everything here was so different. But that was okay. Maybe he was different now, too. Happier.

He struggled to remember what he used to be like. He pushed the thought from his mind and snuggled back against Fluttershy's warm body.

He had already forgotten.

~

Sometimes Anon would sleep on his arm. Sometimes this would cut off his circulation. Sometimes he would wake up to his arm being asleep, and he'd have to wait through the feeling of pins and needles while it 'woke up'. But a fun side effect to this was being able to play with himself with his numb hand, and it would feel like someone else doing it. 'The Stranger' as it was called.

This morning started out like that. Anon blinked in the dawn's early light and looked at his hand, and then his other hand. And yet the sensation on his dick persisted. He looked down at the yellow hoof tucked inside the waistband of his boxers.

"HeeEY NOW!" he yelped.

"Oh, good you're awake," Fluttershy said, giving him a few more gentle strokes.

"What are you doing!?" he asked.

"... I mean... it seems pretty obvious," she said.

"Okay, but why though?" he asked.

"Oh, well when I woke up this morning, you had an erection, and it looked so hard it looked painful. And I realized that you're here, all alone, the only one of your species with no females to mate with this season."

"It's morning wood, I get it every morning," he said.

"I know," she whispered.

It occurred to him that Fluttershy woke up before him every morning to feed the animals and make breakfast for them. And he'd be laying asleep on the couch with little more than his boxers to hide his modesty. It would have been impossible to hide the tent he had been pitching.

"But- I'm a human. You're a pony," he said.

"That doesn't bother me. Does it bother you? Do you want me to stop?" she asked.

Rationally, he knew a simple 'yes' would have sufficed. But truth be told, it was the first intimate touch he had gotten in far longer than he would have cared to admit. "It's... okay," he heard himself say, "but..."

"But what?" she asked.

As soft as the pad of her hoof was, as much as it was a far cry from the hard, keratin hooves of the horses of his world, "It's still a hoof."

Fluttershy's eyes went wide. "Oh my goodness! I'm sorry! You probably need something more than that."

Anon tried to say something about 'beggars and choosers' before Fluttershy pulled her hoof out of his shorts, leaving him a bit disappointed. His disappointment lasted all of a second before she sat up in front of him and yanked his shorts down with her hooves, letting his dick spring free. Anon was no stallion. He would say that we was marginally above average. She gave it only the most cursory visual inspection before she opened her mouth and took the whole thing in one slurp.

"House hiss?" Fluttershy tried to ask with her mouth full of his dick.

"We need to have a chat later about consent," was what Anon tried to say, but it came out as a jumbled mess of guttural vowels as it felt like she was trying to suck the speech center of his brain right out through his dick. Of all the garbled noises he made while his hands gripped the sheets, none of them sounded the least bit objectionable. So Fluttershy continued to bob her head and suck his dick like it was her sole source of oxygen. At least, for about a minute or so before she stopped and looked at him with concerned eyes.

"Am I doing it wrong?" she asked.

"What? No, you're doing great!" he said.

"Oh." She seemed unconvinced. "But you haven't cum yet," she said. "A stallion normally cums by now."

Anon smirked. Even after as long of a dry spell as he'd had, "It takes more than just one minute for humans."

"Oh." Fluttershy's shame only intensified as her hoof rubbed her jaw and neck. "I don't think I can go much more with my mouth."

"It's okay," he assured her. "You don't have to do that."

"Oh, okay. Good," she said. She hopped off the bed and Anon sat up at the edge. Fluttershy flagged her tail at him and leaned down towards the floor, propping her butt up in in the air at him.

"Wait, what are you doing now?" he asked.

"I thought you wanted to skip straight to using me to rut," she said.

"What? No I don't want to use you!" he said

"Oh." Fluttershy frowned. "Is it some other pony then?"

"No, it's no pony."

"Because I'm not a human?"

"No, it's that I don't want to use anyone, human or not," he said.

"I'd like to be," Fluttershy murmured.

"What?"

"I'd... like to be used," she repeated, only slightly louder.

"Well if you're asking me to, it's not really..." Anon tried to start arguing semantics when Fluttershy's pussy winked at him. His dick throbbed and twitched, sending a Morse code message to his brain. Pussy is pussy. Even if it's horse pussy. It derailed whatever other train of thought he was attempting to articulate. "You know what, never mind."

Standing as she was on the floor it dawned on him that she was at the perfect height for him to just go ahead and plow her the way she clearly wanted him to.

"I'm not going to just use you, Fluttershy," he said. "I don't think I could bring myself to do that to anyone." Fluttershy looked like she was about to cry. "... At least, not on the floor like this."

The sadness vanished from her face and her eyes lit up again. She turned and pounced back up onto the bed. "Would you be more comfortable on the bed?" she asked, turning to present herself again.

"Why don't you go ahead and lay down," he instructed. She crouched down until her belly was against the mattress.

"Like this?" she asked eagerly.

Anon just smiled and put his hands on either side of her hips. "I meant on your back," he said, turning her over in place onto her back. He pulled her toward him until her butt was at the edge of the bed and her tail draped below her. She looked up at him as he leaned over her. "Most humans like to do it facing each other."

"How intimate," she breathed.

"Mhmm." He stepped closer, bringing his hips against her butt, letting his dick lay against her vulva. "Are you ready?" he asked. She nodded. He reached down with his hand and held his dick, rubbing the tip of it against her clit before angling it downward into her vagina. It was plenty wet and it should have come as no surprise to him when he was met with no resistance to slide inside. "How does that feel?" he asked.

She gave him a weak smile. "Like it looks?" she said as politely as she could. It stung his pride, but only slightly. He should have know that would be her reaction to his human penis. "How does it feel for you?" she asked.

He gave her a few thrusts. No, it wasn't as tight as he would prefer. But it was a warm, wet, confined space. And that was good enough to get the job done for Mr. Happy. "It's great," he said. That seemed to please her. He started thrusting at a steady pace. She had the kind of smile that showed that she was happy to make him happy, but after a couple minutes, she also looked a little bored as she laid there. He was starting to regret not taking her from behind. But alas, he had a secret weapon.

Anon reached down with his free hand and placed his thumb against the top of her pussy. The next time her clit winked, he rubbed it in little circles.

"Ah- ah-Anon!" she yelped. By the stars it was like he had flipped a switch in the mare. Her bored, if content smile vanished and she actually looked a little worried as he kept on fucking her for three, four, even five minutes. Every time her little pearl would poke out he'd rub and flick it with his thumb, making her legs quiver and shake. Her mane became a tousled, ragged mess as he kept on fucking her long after any other creature would have finished. Her voice trembled along with her entire body "If you keep doing that I - I'm- Nggghh!" Fluttershy moaned and whimpered as she came. Her face blushed and she looked away in embarrassment.

She didn't gush marecum, or even squirt in the slightest, but she definitely got wetter. Her pussy made lewd squelching noises as he continued to fuck her, and their hips met with wet slaps each time he hilted into her. In her orgasm, her vagina squeezed his penis, giving him that bit of tightness he needed to finish.

He felt himself nearing his climax and he leaned down over her, and held her cheek in his hand, turning her to face him. He pulled her into a kiss as went over the brink. He closed his eyes and kissed her as he finally released a long-pent-up load, pumping rope after rope of cum inside her. He broke the kiss and opened his eyes. She was looking at him with eyes as big as dinner plates.

"Is something wrong?" he asked, as he lifted himself off her.

Fluttershy was a quivering mess of post-orgasmic mare. "I was supposed to be the one pleasuring you..." Her eyes, blinked and focused on him. "Why did you kiss me?" she asked.

"Because I love you," he said.

"Oh," Fluttershy replied with surprise, and just a hint of... disgust?

"Oh'? That's it? 'Oh'?" he asked.

"No, that's not it. I'm sorry!" she said.

"Do you not love me?" he asked. "I thought that's what this was."

"I like you Anon," Fluttershy said. "And yes, I do love you, the same way I love all my animals."

"But I'm not an animal," he said.

"Vegetable? Mineral?" she asked.

"You know what I mean. I can talk," he said.

"So can they," she said. "Just because you can't understand them doesn't mean I can't."

"But we just had sex," he said.

Fluttershy gave him a weak smirk. "I meant what I said... Did you know that heads aren't the only thing that an Orthos has two of?" she said. Anon cringed. "Oh! Are you about to judge me for having interspecies intercourse!?" she asked, pointing at him indignantly. "Kettle, meet pot!"

"But I thought you and I were having, like, an actual romantic relationship!" he said.

"Oh, no, no. I already have a special somepony. Or rather, a special some-draconequus," she said.

"Are you talking about me?" the lamp on the nightstand said. An asymmetric face appeared on the lampshade as it spun around in place to turn to look at them.

"What the fuck!?" Anon jumped back from it and grabbed his boxers to hastily get dressed.

With a flash of light, Discord appeared in the bedroom with them. "Oh, I'm sorry, Fluttershy. Am I interrupting? My pointy little ears were burning."

"It's okay. We were just finishing," Fluttershy said.

Anon was so used to being the tallest one in the room, Discord was the first one he actually had to look up at. "Shit, am I going to have to deal with the crazy boyfriend catching us in the act? Look man, be cool! She never told me she had a boyfriend!"

Discord laughed out loud. "Oh, please! Don't mistake me for some petty, jealous creature below my station. I know Fluttershy only loves me. And I also know that she has particular... sexual predilections. But as long as she isn't cheating on me with a stallion, I honestly don't care what she does with her livestock."

"Livestock!?" Anon snapped.

"Now, now, Discord," Fluttershy chided. "I told you. He's not livestock. He's more like a pet."

"I'm not a pet, either!" he yelled, storming out of the bedroom.

"My, my, Fluttershy," Discord mused, "You're practically glowing! You must have really enjoyed yourself with this one."

"Mhmm," she purred. "He could probably teach you a thing or two."

Discord bristled. "Well, I don't know about that!"

Fluttershy trotted off after Anon, who was busy storming around the cottage to gather up his few possessions and get dressed. "Anon, what are you doing?"

"I'm leaving," he said. "The plan was for me to save up enough for my own place, and that's what I'm going to do. I've got at least enough for a down payment."

"After only one week?" she asked.

"Yeah. I think so," he said.

"You don't have to leave," she said. "I'm sorry Discord called you livestock."

"Yeah, well, I'm not going to stay just to be another exotic pet for you to do, either," he huffed. "I might be the only human in a world of ponies, but I deserve a partner, not an owner." He walked to the front door and opened it. Fluttershy caught him at the door and held his arm with her hooves.

"You're right," she said. "You do deserve a partner. I do love you, Anon. I'm sure Discord would be willing to share-"

"I think we both know that's not true," Discord's face on the door knocker said.

Fluttershy frowned. "Well, it doesn't mean that from time to time we can't still... you know." She gave him a sly wink. "It was nice... Wasn't it?"

Anon's grumpy frown melted a little. "Yeah... it was," he agreed. He stood there and looked at her in silence for a long moment. "Goodbye, Fluttershy."

She shook her head. "It's not goodbye. I'll still see you around town. Maybe I'll have to stop by the spa!" Fluttershy's weak smiled faltered. "I'm sorry, Anon. Maybe if things had been different. But in all fairness, Discord did come first." Anon just looked at the ground. Fluttershy leaned down into his field of view to look up at him. "Anon? Discord did come first," she repeated.

Anon sighed. "Heh. Phrasing."

She smiled. "There's the Anon I know!"

Author's Note

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Edit: Alright now everyone, in hindsight I realize this chapter had Fluttershy being a bit O.O.C. and the chapter overall was a somewhat jarring shift in tone for the story. But don't fret! This story is not tagged as a Tragedy. Anon's life goes on.