The clouds refracted magnificent ruby beams as the sun sank slowly in the dimming sky. The songs of birds slowly faded as a chorus of crickets began to crescendo. The radiance of day now displaced by the mystery of night. All that was once visible now replaced with silhouettes and shadows.
A soft weeping was heard, buried in a sea of pines by a familiar cottage. The cottage was Fluttershy's and the weeping belonged to her as well.
"Ohhhhhhh...." she moaned delicately. "Whoooaaaa-ohaaaaoooh."
Her friend, Rainbow Dash, a mare of outstanding virtue and courage, heard the tiny cries and quickly rushed to her side licking her neck and humping her rear.
"Why do you moan yellow one?" asked the athletic athlete. "Why doth you cry on this night?
"Fluttershy is my name." the yellow horse thing whimpered. "And thus Fluttershy I am. For this reason I am not brave and am known to all as craven and a coward."
"You mustn't say such things my dear one..." Rainbow Dash said as she covered Fluttershy's eyes with her luscious multicolored mane. "Speak not another word."
"B-but..." Fluttershy began but was cut off quickly as a hoof was forcefully shoved down her esophagus.
"Shhh... Just relax." Rainbow Dash began nibbling on Fluttershy's wings while simultaneously moving her hoof in and out of the mare's throat rhythmically. Slowly at first though gradually increasing speed until it was almost unbearable for the small yellow steed.
Fluttershy was lost in a world of her own. One of fear and hopelessness. Her strength was fading and she submitted complete control to her friend. Darkness from the rainbow mane covering her eyes was all she could see. This void within her mind becoming everything that she now was.
When all was just about lost a voice punctured the abyss speaking to Fluttershy. "My young one..."
Fluttershy concentrated on the voice, a sign of hope. Between hoof thrusts she managed to reply. "Who... is... that? I... hear... you!"
"Oh that was just me." Rainbow Dash laughed as she kept thrusting her hips on Fluttershy's rear.
Despair once again washed over Fluttershy. A pit of hollow torment. Must we all suffer? she thought. Is this the sum of my life? I am shy. It is in my name and who I am. I am weak. I am nothing. I will always be nothing. I was always nothing.
Just then Rainbow Dash released Fluttershy and retracted a saliva lathered hoof from her throat.
"I am sorry it had to come to that." Rainbow Dash apologized. "I had to know it was truly you."
"Yes." Fluttershy agreed. "These are difficult times."
"Indeed they are. What is next on our agenda."
Fluttershy smiled. "Involuntary Copulation of course."
Rainbow Dash moaned. "Ohhhhaaaaaoooooh. Involuntary what now???"
Fluttershy smiled and seductively moved close to her friend's ear. "Cop...."
"Ooooohhhhhooo..." Rainbow Dash was now vigorously masturbating.
"u."
"Ooooohahhahahaooaooa!" The cyan mare was near climax.
"LATION!!!" Fluttershy screamed with all of her might rupturing her friend's tympanum. Rainbow Dash writhed in pain in the mud screaming as her ear bled profusely.
Fluttershy stood up and stomped on Rainbow Dash's head. "That's what you get mother fucker for fuckin' with a real nigga."
The end.
[Bonus Content - About the Author]
Hello dear readers,
I am a human male. My name is Jiopop and I'm sure you have many questions about everything you just read above. Before we get to that I'd like to give you some background about my life. I was born in a small village just north of Turku, Finland. My father was a strong and handsome man named Reino Kusipää Pöllö, unfortunately he died fighting the Soviets in Karelia when I was but an infant. Since then, I've vowed to live my life to the fullest and to not be shot to death by Soviets. Thankfully, the Soviet Union was dissolved in 1991 so I don't have to worry too much about that fate now. As I grew older I noticed some interesting things about me that would set me apart from most other people in life. One was I had three toes and a testicle removed due to a logging accident, the other is that I am deeply enthralled with My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic. I was shocked to find that other people around the world felt the same as I do about this topic. That was fantastic news and now I spend most of my spare time masturbating to very tastefully drawn pastel portraits of equine genitalia in my roleplaying discord servers and attempting to prevent discoloured semen from dripping out of the gaping hole where my left testicle used to be. Now, back to the questions everyone has after reading my enthralling short story. Why did I write this? What is the deeper meaning here? Why am I going into detail about my mangled scrotum? Unfortunately for you, as an author with integrity, I prefer to keep these deeper secrets to myself to give you a chance to truly evaluate and interpret my words. It is up to you, the reader, to decipher a deeper meaning within this carefully constructed labyrinth. I could go on all day explaining in detail the artistic message I am trying to convey, however, if it isn't evoking an emotional and thought provoking response from you as a reader then I am not doing my job correctly. I can assure you and completely guarantee that the purpose of this current block paragraph is not to simply meet the word limit on this site for publication, but rather to connect with you on a personal level and encourage you to read into the finer details of artistic intelligence. If you have read this far you are quite obviously intelligent and I know you will understand what I am trying to accomplish. I look forward to becoming a part of your consciousness for all eternity.
I am all that I am in all that you read.
~Jiopop 2021
