Fluttershy's Nature Show

When the new reel is properly loaded into the projector, the screen lights up, and Fluttershy seems to already be talking. A few seconds later, the audio syncs up. "--ig boy. It's good that he's nice, because this would be quite an ordeal if he was wild."

"Okay, I think this things wor-- no, hang on." The camera shakes violently a few times, as if Twilight was smacking it to make it work right. "There we go, all sorted. Whenever you're ready."

Fluttershy leans forward and hugs the shire's neck. "Are you ready, big guy?" The horse nods, earning himself a kiss from Fluttershy. "I think he'll let me ride him, now." In one smooth motion, Fluttershy drapes her leg over his back. Even though there is no riding equipment, she easily stays on as the horse picks himself up off the ground.

"Now, I would recommend against riding bareback, especially without experience. A saddle is more secure for you, and more comfortable for him, but this is a really short trip, just over to those trees, and he's strong enough to support my light frame without too much discomfort." With a soft pat, he starts a slow walk over to the shade trees about ten metres away. "You really want to be careful, because horses are big. Even the small ones are big, and if you aren't careful, they ca--"

Without warning, The shire stands up on his hind legs and kicks at the air, turning around and running the opposite direction. Twilight chases after it, but it's much faster than her. Thankfully, it doesn't run very far, and before long, he tosses Fluttershy off his back, sending her into the wooden fence, where a beam keeps her pinned in place as the shire runs off in another direction.

"Are you alright?" asks Twilight, as she finally reaches the fence. "What happened?"

"He saw a snake, I think," groans Fluttershy. "A lot of horses are scared of snakes. It's a common fear for them, and one I know he has. It was just a little garter snake, completely harmless, but it's hard to be afraid and rational at the same time. Help me out of here, would you?"

Twilight sets the camera down on its tripod, keeping it secured in place as she steps into view, trying to lift the wooden beam off of Fluttershy. It was fairly stuck. Not heavy, but wedged in place, and unwilling to move as the two posts on either side clamp it down. Fluttershy couldn't squeeze out, nor could Twilight lift it. Even a rubberizing spell from Twilight didn't help to squeeze her out.

"It won't budge," concludes Twilight after a few attempts. "Wait here, I'll go find help."

As soon as Twilight is out of earshot, Fluttershy groans. "Sure, I'll wait right here. I won't move from this spot." True to what Twilight had said, she'd forgotten that there was a mic hidden in her mane. "I suppose it's not her fault," she sighs, using her foot to scratch the back of her leg. "She'll be back soon."

After a minute of not much happening, a new stallion trots up to her and gives her backside a sniff, pushing her skirt slightly aside as he nuzzles her hips.

"Oh, you've come to comfort me?" asks Fluttershy, turning her head to look at him. "How gentlemanly of you." Soon, another stallion approaches, and then another, looking and sniffing at her. While she was fond of animals, she still was a bit uncomfortable with being the center of attention. "Could one of you maybe try to help me?"

As if in response to her question, one of the stallions snags her panties between his teeth, pulls them off in a few quick motions, then run off, presumably to show the other stallions his find.

"Hey!" she shouts, kicking her legs. "Come back here! I need those!"

As soon as she stops moving, the camera has a pretty clear view of her genitals, but more importantly, the stallions could see and smell everything. Just as she was starting to wind down, one of them, a shiny black Friesian with a curly mane, jumps up onto the fence beam and mounts her, his already flared tip probing her for an opening.

"No, down boy!" calls Fluttershy, to no response, closing her thighs around the monstrous cock that had slid between her legs. "You won't fit!"

As she was shouting, she was unaware of the other stallion, an Appaloosa, leaping over the lowered fence and looking at her until he was right in front of her. As he, too, mounts the fence beam, Fluttershy seems to bee relieved that the posts were keeping the beam in place, as she might otherwise be crushed by the combined weight of two horses on top of her. What she was not glad of was to see a cock right in her face.

She grabs it just behind the head with her left hand and covers the tip with her right, trying to push it away. Something must have made his underside wet, though, because her hands are slipping all over the place, which only makes him harder. Soon, he begins to thrust, his tip slipping free of her hands and glancing off her face.

With all of her focus directed forward, her thigh grip had faltered, and the Friesian had broken free. With one good push, he was inside of her pussy, stretching her wide open as he went. Fluttershy was glad that Twilight had at least partially rubberized her, as she really didn't want to be torn open. She still felt herself struggling to accommodate his length and girth, though, causing her to take great pains.

As he begins to thrust, she can't help but gasp and whimper, leaving her jaw hanging wide open. Having to constantly shift her attention to the more problematic stallion had left her unable to protect herself from the one that was on the other side, and the Appaloosa decided to take her open mouth as an invitation, slipping down her throat with great ease. The mic is no longer picking up words, but rather a guttural moaning, a wet slurping, and a muffled slapping. As if by magic, the camera seemed to zoom into the Friesian's balls, swinging in the motion, slapping hard against Fluttershy's clitoris as some sort of glistening fluid begins to run down her leg.