Fluttershy Unfiltered

by False Door

Rating: mature
Tags: Sex, Spitfire, Profanity, Non-consensual, Thunderlane, Narcotics, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Dark, Soarin, Fetish, Rainbow Dash, Comedy, Fluttershy, Porn
Length: 8464

Rainbow Dash drags Fluttershy to a dance club with the Wonderbolts. Hoping to get her to loosen up, Rainbow gets her to try alcohol for the first time. It backfires spectacularly and now she is drunk, angry and won't take 'no' for an answer.

Fluttershy grudgingly accompanies Rainbow Dash and the Wonderbolts to a dance club after their big Las Pegasus show. Hoping to get her to stop being such a square, Rainbow tricks Fluttershy into drinking alcohol for the first time. It turns out Fluttershy is an angry drunk with poor impulse control. Things quickly go off the rails as she gets sucked into the seedier side of big city night life and Rainbow Dash is left doing damage control to stop Fluttershy from making awful decisions while her Wonderbolt squadmates seem all too willing to push her into the deep end.

Content Warnings/Promises:

Public Sex
Anonymous Sex
Free Use
M/F/M Three-way
F/M/F Three-way
Femdom
Face sit
"Consent" under duress
Humiliation
Verbal Abuse
Tiny Bit of Physical Abuse

The humor is there; it just gets off its leash and disappears into the dark woods for a while.
Inspired by the music video for "Smack My Bitch Up" by The Prodigy.

Published 2022-04-26 05:40:00 UTC
Last updated 2022-04-26 05:40:00 UTC

Fluttershy Unfiltered

Dull rhythmic beats buzzed inside Fluttershy’s head as anxiety continued to well within her. They were almost to the door now and a couple of mares who looked more fun than her had just been turned away.

“I’m not going to get in,” she began to pant fearfully. “I knew this was a bad idea.”

“I said, relax,” chided Rainbow Dash dismissively. “Wonderbolts always get into Tailspin. We’re like rockstars and anypony standing next to me is automatically thirty percent cooler.”

“But thirty percent of zero is still zero,” worried Fluttershy.

"You sound like Twilight," muttered Rainbow in retort as they took a few steps forward in line.

The two of them had gone to the club ahead of the rest of the Wonderbolts to hopefully secure a table. It was Wonderbolt tradition to end the day at Tailspin every time they performed at Las Pegasus. Fluttershy came for the show and afterwards, against her instincts, had allowed herself to be talked into accompanying them to their post show activities. She had never been to this or any club before and was both terrified of being rejected and of being allowed inside.

Fluttershy tried not to tremble as she stepped up to the brutish earth pony bouncer for the verdict on her vibe.

The pony’s eyes flicked up from his little podium. He looked down at the nervous, doe eyed mare with the butterfly cutie mark and scoffed with a grin. “Yeah, I don’t think so. But there is a great icecream parlor just down the street you can probably get in if you hurry,” he chuckled.

Fluttershy’s whole face wilted at the devastating ruling and tears began to well in her eyes.

“Hey, she’s with me and the Wonderbolts,” Rainbow interjected angrily, getting up in his face. “Are you implying I’d associate with someone uncool? She’s also the Element of Kindness, I’ll have you know.”

Fluttershy smiled awkwardly at the doorpony. “There’s nothing cooler than kindness,” she put meekly but sincerely. Her eyes darted over to Rainbow Dash who had a grimace that said Please stop talking, Fluttershy.

The bouncer screwed up his face in conflict as his eyes pingponged between the two. “Uh… Ugh. Fine. Fine,” he grumbled.

“Thanks, Gritty,” chimed Rainbow, suddenly in a better mood. Somepony's getting box seats for the next Wonderbolts show, she thought.

A second unicorn bouncer unhooked the velvet rope with her magic and the two went inside. Fluttershy winced at the sudden amplification of the loud music. They walked down a short hallway with trailing lights made to mimic a runway and then they were swimming in the beautiful premiere chaos of Las Pegasus nightlife.

“It’s kind of smokey in here,” coughed Fluttershy as they passed the lounge. "And it's so loud. How are we supposed to talk?"

"What?" blurted Rainbow, leading her through a crowd of ponies lining the length of the downstairs bar.

"How are we supposed to talk?" she asked again, unable to project her timid voice louder than a baby bird crying for food.

"What?" shouted Rainbow, louder than before as if it would help make Fluttershy louder too.

"Maybe we should ask them to turn it down a little," she muttered to herself, unable to even detect the vocal vibrations in her own throat over that of the booming speakers that seemed to shake her whole being.

"Oh, here we go!" exclaimed Rainbow, pointing to a table that was being vacated at that very moment. She scooted into the still warm circular bench seat. "Hah! That was easy," she laughed to Fluttershy as she scooted in warily next to her.

Fluttershy cast glances to the left and right, taking in the alien environment and scanning for signs of danger. In one of the adjacent booths was a couple agressively locking lips, their soft moans lost in the pulse of the EDM bass. Though obscured by the table, the stallion was clearly working his hoof between his partner's legs.

“Oh, my,” blushed, Fluttershy quickly looking away. “They’re not being very discreet about their… relations.” They were acting like wild animals in the forest, she thought.

"We gotta order something while we're killing time," began Rainbow. "Here's a drink list." She slid the little menu in front of Fluttershy. "You should try something new. The house drink is of course a Tailspin but I like their Nosedives."

"Does that have alcohol in it?" asked Fluttershy without a trace of sarcasm.

For a moment Rainbow paused, thinking she'd misheard the question but then threw her head back and cackled. "Does it have- Yes, Fluttershy. This isn't a play place."

Fluttershy's face fell. "Oh, I don't know about that. I've never had any before."

"I know but you should try some tonight," she posed. "It'll help you loosen up and have more fun. I'm serious."

Rainbow half stood in her seat to wave down a unicorn server.

"Drinks?" asked the mare, readying a pad and pen in the air with her magic. Rainbow was about to order but her companion cut in.

"I'll have a virgin Nosedive." Proclaimed Fluttershy, almost tittering at saying the v-word.

Rainbow cringed at hearing the request.

The server looked mystified. "Uh… You want a Nosedive… without alcohol?"

Fluttershy frowned. "Can you not do that?"

"Uh, yeah I think we can, it's just no one's ever… yeah, I'll… I'll get you one of those."

Rainbow sighed in disappointment. "I'll have the same thing but make mine extra slutty, if you know what I mean."

"One blushing bride and one harlot coming up."

Rainbow chuckled at that before she left their table.

Fluttershy looked down at the table somberly, her forehead wrinkled in anguish.

"What's wrong now?" asked Rainbow.

Fluttershy's face became pouty as she stuck out her bottom lip. "What's wrong with ice cream parlors?"

"What? Are you still thinking about the bouncer?" She rolled her eyes. "Ugh, you got in; let it go."

The server returned shortly, floating their drinks to the table before each of them, clearly identifying them as alcoholic and non alcoholic. The glasses were tall and thin with a murky dark purple liquid and a longer than usual bent straw sticking out the top.

Rainbow gasped suddenly. "Oh my gosh! Is that Finn Tastic?" She pointed behind Fluttershy in pretend excitement.

Fluttershy all but snapped her neck, whirling around in genuine excitement. "Is it? Where?"

While she was looking away, Rainbow quickly swapped the two identical looking drinks and sat back down. "Oh, sorry. I guess that wasn't him. The lights just make everypony look weird in here.

"Aw," sighed Fluttershy, returning to her beverage.

Nosedives we're enticing, especially with extra booze. It didn't take Fluttershy long before she'd finished her glass to the last drop. Rainbow watched intently all the while, waiting to see what, if anything, changed about her.

Fluttershy inverted the empty vessel curiously and then waved it around in front of Rainbow's face. "Tha wuz preddy good. Zee? Drinks can be good withoud algohol. I knew you were fulla shit. Yer always fulla shit!" She pounded her hoof on the table irately.

Rainbow bit her lip, sniggering on the cusp of hysteria.

Fluttershy slouched back in her seat, scowling. "Ugh. But I still hate this fucking music, Rainbow. It's all the same. Just WUB WUB WUB DUH DUH DUH WUB WUB WUB DUH DUH DUH shit. They din't mayg muzik thiz shiddy when we were liddle."

Rainbow tried unsuccessfully to stifle her laughter at Fluttershy's crass ranting. This is amazing, she thought. She's angry and cursing. I should have tried this a long time ago.

"Wusso funny?" demanded Fluttershy, pointing at her.

Rainbow shook her head with a pinched smile. "Nothing."

"Thiz music, Rainbow, I'm telling you. Buncha shit. We gotta stop 'em."

Rainbow looked back in the crowd by the bar. Under the red glow of the continuously changing lights, she recognized Soarin wandering around, scanning the chaos for them.

"Hey!" screamed Rainbow, waving her forelegs in the air.

Soarin spotted them and beckoned the rest of the Wonderbolts to follow.

"Hey, where's our drinks?" asked Thunderlane in mock annoyance.

"I drang them all!" growled Fluttershy, pounding a hoof on the table.

Doesn't seem like too much of a stretch, thought Rainbow.

Fleetfoot, Blaze, Soarin, Misty Fly and Thunderlane piled into the bench with them.

"Spitfire fashionably late again?" asked Rainbow, looking back into the crowd for their instructor.

"You know it," replied Blaze.

"Order my usual for me," said Misty, zipping right back out of her seat. "I gotta dance now." She fluttered her wings and hovered over to the dancefloor.

The group ordered Drinks and appetizers and settled in jovially. Fluttershy ordered another virgin Nosedive. This time Rainbow let her have it because she clearly didn't need anymore booze.

"How hardzit to be a Wonderbolts?" Fluttershy asked Soarin from across the table. "Can I be one?"

Rainbow screwed up her face. She'd already had this discussion with Fluttershy. And even if she hadn't, Fluttershy was well aware of her subpar athletic prowess. Did she actually forget or did she just want an excuse to talk to Soarin?

"It's an eighty percent washout rate," he answered. "And that's after you've made it through the preselection process."

"Wow," nodded Fluttershy. "Then I must be preddy cool if I was allowed to hang out with you."

Soarin laughed.

"Special delivery!" shouted an unknown voice.

A little black pull string sack plopped in the middle of their table. Fleetfoot squealed in surprise.

"Ooo," said Thunderlane with a knowing smirk as he slid the bag over to himself. "What have we here?" He pulled the neck of the bag open with his teeth and dumped a hooffull of what almost looked like boardgame pieces onto the dark glass surface. He rubbed his hooves together and snatched one up in his mouth straight from the table.

"Oh, no," giggled Fleetfoot with a hoof offer her mouth.

"What is this," asked Fluttershy, squinting down at the little red cubes, slightly smaller than sugarcubes.

"Suds," answered Rainbow but before she could explain further, Fluttershy had reached across the table and popped one into her mouth. The cube dissolved quickly on Fluttershy's tongue and began to fizz. That must have been how the substance got its moniker, she thought.

"Fluttershy!" gasped Rainbow. "It's an aphrodisiac and party drug combo. Ponies don't usually take it unless they're planning on getting it on."

"Seriously," added Blaze, eating one herself. "It makes you horny as fuck." With no other takers but Rainbow, she passed the bag to the next booth.

Rainbow didn't eat hers. She suddenly felt that maybe she should stay relatively sober for the night to keep an eye on Fluttershy.

"Guess I'll cross that bridge when I come to it," shrugged Fluttershy flippantly. "Wan another one a those Nosedives thought, thiz time with alcohol."

"Maybe you should slow down," suggested Rainbow, furrowing her brow.

Fluttershy leaned toward her. "Maybe you shou pizz off an mine yer own business," she shot back belligerently.

Rainbow rolled her eyes. "Wow. Which part of the Element of Kindness is that coming from?"

"The part that fucked your dad!"

Blaze and Thunderlane chortled at her retort.

"Sounds like somepony did some pregaming before we got here," said Fleetwood with raised eyebrows.

"Take a break and eat some fucking garlic fries," offered Rainbow in a threatening tone.

"I will but only because I was already going to do that!" She grabbed a hooffull of fries from the big basket and stuffed them all in her mouth at once.

It wasn't long before the mood at the table shifted as the suds users began to feel the heavy pull of their hormones.

Fluttershy's face became flush and she felt an intense heat gathering in her loins. She shifted uncomfortably as the vinyl cushion beneath her became drenched in her juices. Not even caring to check if anypony was watching, her hoof found its way between her legs. She let out a soft moan as she began to rub herself but it didn't take her long to realize that flying solo wasn't going to cut it tonight. Her libido was a runaway train. She'd never felt an urge this intense in her life and with the help of the alcohol, carnal desire was superseding any sense of shame or moderation.

Rainbow side-eyed her awkwardly, breathing in her unmistakable scent. "Uh, Fluttershy? Got a little problem you need to take care of there?"

"Iza fucking faucet down south," Fluttershy panted, "An' I feel like I need forty-seven dicks in me, right now."

"Well that's a mood," laughed Fleetfoot.

Fluttershy eyed Soarin lustfully across the table and swallowed. It was so hot. It felt like every blood vessel in her body was on fire now. She leaned forward and crawled up onto the table.

"Fluttershy!" Rainbow protested angrily, grabbing the fries and glasses out of her path. "What the hell?"

Fluttershy ignored her, making a beeline to a very surprised Soarin. She spun her legs over the side and spread them wide to give him a front row seat for her well lubricated marehood. "Dinner is served," she declared breathlessly. "Eat up."

The rest of the table sat slack jawed as Fluttershy pushed Soarin's head downward with one hoof while stabilizing herself with the other and arching her back in glorious anticipation of his lips and tongue making sensual contact.

"That seemed a little presumptuous," laughed Fleetfoot to a horrified Rainbow Dash.

"Uh, hold- hold on." Soarin resisted her push even at the sight of her inviting folds and the scent of her intoxicating pheromones filling his nostrils and clouded his mind. Over Fluttershy's left thigh, he could see Rainbow giving him a disapproving death glare. Over her right was Thunderlane drooling lustfully in expectation of the lewd public act.

"You can't just throw somepony a surprise taco party right here and now on a table we're eating on!" blurted Rainbow.

"Ugh!" groaned Fluttershy angrily at the thought of prolonging her sexual frustration another moment longer. Somewhere in the depths of her inebriated brain, she'd thought that this was a reasonable compromise because she'd managed enough restraint to draw the line at immediate penetrative sex which was what she truly wanted. She released Soarin's head "Fine! Come on. You're gonna rut my brains out in the bathroom."

Soarin gritted his teeth nervously. "Well, uh, Thunderlane took suds. I bet he's ready to-"

Fluttershy's eyes narrowed. "Did I fucking ask Thunderlane? Bring your tiny cock to the bathroom or I'll bring it without you."

Fleetfoot turned to Rainbow Dash and mouthed the word woah.

Soarin bit his lip and looked between Rainbow who was frowning and shaking her head and Fluttershy who was also frowning but in addition had just threatened him with implied bodily harm.

"Uh, yeah, okay," he agreed, hustling to his hooves before he could rouse her ire again.

"And you're coming too," she ordered, pointing at Thunderlane as she scooted her rump off the table.

"Yes," whispered Thunderlane, sidestepping his way out, flashing his raging erection to all in the process.

Rainbow's eyes bulged at her brazen proposition. "Hold on, Fluttershy!"

"Can it, Rainbow!" she snapped. "This can't wait any longer and if you're going to make me walk all the way to the bathroom for an orgasm, then I get to have it on my terms."

Rainbow could only watch in silent apprehension as the three of them disappeared into the chaotic revelry.

"So she's like the proverbial 'freak in the sheets,'" mused Fleetfoot, trying to reconcile the Fluttershy she'd met at the show with the one she was seeing now.

"I… guess?" agreed Rainbow, not sure how much of this was really her and how much was the substances in her system. Was this just the repressed Fluttershy that was always hidden beneath a facade of patience, caring and wholesomeness? Rainbow was sickened by the thought of just letting two of her coworkers apparently double team her foalhood friend in a bathroom but what could she do? Pull the fire alarm? At least she knew Fluttershy would be safe with them.

"Damn," began Blaze, huskily, crossing her hind legs to keep her hoof away. "She stole all the dick." It wasn't as greedy as it seemed. The rest of them knew better than to make passes at Soarin. He was considered invisible in that sense but it was still frustrating. "I'll have to go get some from the dancefloor." She began scooting off the bench.

Rainbow and Fleetfoot both called out to her to wait up and then exchanged glances.

"You go ahead," offered Fleetfoot. "You already did your time at the table. I'll stay."

"Thanks," nodded Rainbow.

Fluttershy shoved Soarin roughly into the empty wall between the sinks and the stalls, unable to hold back any longer. "Get up on your hind legs" she demanded. "Lemme see."

The bathroom was spacious, somewhat insulated from the music and dimly lit by a sparse array of blue tube lights. It felt like a private and appropriate venue even though that illusion was being continuously shattered every time another stallion walked in.

Soarin sighed but did as he was told and stood up to reveal his proudly skyward cock.

Fluttershy laughed as she reached out to stroke it with one hoof. What a pleasant surprise. She'd expected to have to do a little work to get him up. "After all that shit about not wanting to go, you're hard as a rock already," she smirked.

Soarin grunted softly as she ran her hoof up and down his shaft, coaxing a bead of precum to form on his tip. Usually she liked spending much more time on this part but this was an emergency. It was a five alarm fire across her erogenous zones. Without warning, she scarfed down his entire length from tip to base.

Soarin gasped and reflexively placed a hoof on the back of her head. Fluttershy swished her tail to one side and wiggled her ass urgently. Thunderlane needed no further instructions. He mounted her from behind in an instant and pushed himself all the way inside her needy pussy, knowing that neither of them could possibly be any more prepared for this moment than they already were.

Eyes half lidded, Fluttershy gave a long lusty moan at finally achieving the sweet fullness she'd been craving in her nethers. Her vocalization in turn reverberated pleasurably through Soarin's entire cock, causing him to shiver.

Fluttershy had never ever done anything like this but at the moment it just seemed like the only answer. She plated Soarin's balls on her upturned hoof, massaging them expertly while she bobbed her head, plunging his cock deep down her throat.

Soarin's thoughts landed on the irony that this had started with her trying to force him to give her oral and ended with her forcing him to receive oral. He looked down and saw Thunderlane with his muzzle buried in Fluttershy's pink mane as he pounded her from the other end, a glazed look in his eyes. Soarin could just as easily rest his hoof on his squadmate's head. It was kind of weird having him that close but Thunderlane didn't seem to notice one iota. He was completely lost in the warm grip of Fluttershy's pussy.

Their grunts and moans became louder and more exuberant as their pleasure began to build, finally rising over the volume of the muffled EDM. Not one of them noticed the occasional toilet flush and only Soarin sometimes made awkward eye contact with another stallion as they entered the restroom. It seemed that nothing could ruin the mood for them.

Fluttershy was in ecstasy, being bounced back and forth between their dicks to the beat of the music. It was every bit as gratifying as she'd hoped. Electricity was shooting through her. She couldn't remember ever being this sensitive. It must have been the drugs. Already she could feel herself approaching the edge of climax.

Thunderlane closed his eyes and breathed in Fluttershy's citrus scented shampoo. Every time he slammed into her, it bumped her forward, sending her lips sliding down Soarin's shaft.

Suddenly her legs trembled and her eyes rolled back in her head as the fireworks went off in her brain. At that moment, her fluttering heart, the bass beats and the rhythm of their rutting seemed to align in a magical euphoric frequency. Her vision went to blinding white stars and then all of a sudden she was floating, able to see herself in the ponypile they'd made, the apparatus of pleasure she'd designed for herself. Even at the perceived distance, she could hear Thunderlane breathing shakily in her ear, "Fuck, you're tight."

She returned to her body and to her amazement, instead of tapering off, the fireworks just kept going. Every thrust into her body was magnified exponentially as her orgasm rolled over her as slow and powerful as a hurricane. Her screams became louder and higher as they reached a fever pitch buzzing through Soarin's meat. Her whole body went rigid and shook as she tried to regain control of it. Just at the point where she thought it was too much and she'd collapse in a quivering pile of jelly on the bathroom floor, it receded. She paused in thought, running her tongue curiously over the underside of Soarin's dick while she cojutated.

That orgasm was the most incredible sensation she'd ever felt but it somehow didn't feel like she was… done. It felt like she'd just reset. The dicks inside her still felt amazing and she could even feel the pleasure building up inside her once more like maybe she could cum again.

Soarin let out a breathy moan as he neared his peak. He suddenly had an irresistible urge to begin thrusting into Fluttershy's mouth, the natural way, as Thunderlane was doing. At the risk of agitating her or knocking them all off balance, he lowered himself down, mounting her in reverse and began pumping quickly in and out of her mouth, slapping her muzzle with his balls and creating loud squelching noises. Fluttershy squealed in delighted surprise. The forceful assault she was receiving in both ends was priceless even as her legs wobbled under the additional weight.

"You're crushing my head," chuckled Thunderlane with a muffled voice as his face became pressed between Fluttershy's neck and Soarin's barrel.

Fluttershy giggled through Soarin's dick which caused him to laugh too.

"Hold on," he chortled, still fucking her throat. "I'm almost… shit," he giggled, no longer able to keep his composure. The three of them laughed more which caused them to laugh even more although their bodies were all still slamming together full bore.

"Okay, okay," panted Soarin between deep breaths as he tried to refocus his attention on getting off. Fluttershy let out a deep moan which got his brain back on track. He began to breathe heavily as his tongue hung from his mouth. With one final push and a full body shudder, Soarin blasted his seed deep into Fluttershy's throat. She moaned again as she gulped it all down.

Soarin's body went limp atop the pile, panting before suddenly remembering that he should get off of his three-way companions. He stood on his hind legs and then winced as Fluttershy sucked as hard as she could, pulling off of him slowly, trying to squeeze out every last drop from base to tip like a tube of toothpaste. He shuddered again as his end made it to her mouth and her tongue did a slow lap around his tip before letting it pop out of her lips.

"Not bad," grunted Fluttershy, still jostling from her continued rutting. "You can take a hike, shrimpy… for now."

Satisfied but somewhat bewildered by how things had turned out, Soarin plodded away as their moaning resumed. It was all her demand and he guessed the three-way with another guy was the catch but it still felt like he'd gotten a pretty good deal.

Fluttershy stretched out her forelegs where Soarin had stood, bracing herself on the wall as she cried out loudly. Her vocalizations were no longer muffled now that her throat was empty and her lips weren't wrapped around Soarin's girth. She widened her stance in the rear but her legs were shaking with fatigue. She was quickly coming to the realization that they were probably going to give out before she climaxed again. The thought of stopping even for a couple of seconds enraged her. How was she supposed to do what her sex drive said if her stupid body couldn't keep up? Her eyes flicked over to the counter as Thunderlane continued to ram her like a machine.

"Hold on," she groaned. "Stop."

Thunderlane continued slamming her mindlessly in a daze.

"I said stop!" she shouted, her voice ragged.

Thunderlane slipped off and pulled out of her, confused and frustrated.

"My legs need a break but my vag still needs a serious beating," she spun around and backed up to the sinks, scooting her rump up onto the counter. She sat, dangled her hind legs over the edge and spread them apart, revealing her glistening marehood. Wild-eyed with mane frazzled, she pointed urgently to her hungry slit. "For the love of Celestia, hurry."

Thunderlane stood on his hind legs before her. Fluttershy didn't wait for him to figure it out on his own. She placed a hoof on his stallionhood and guided it downward, nestling the tip between her lower lips. She gasped as he took it from there, driving powerfully all the way home before settling into the same rhythm as before.

Fluttershy rested her forehead in the crook of her partner's neck and looked down to watch his slick shaft pumping athletically in and out of her. "That's so fucking hot," she breathed inaudibly under the everpresent blare of the music. She placed a hoof on the topside of his cock, feeling it work like a well oiled machine, heightening her euphoria.

She looked up and feverishly pressed her lips to his. He kissed back with vigor, placing a hoof behind her head and slipping his tongue into her mouth. Her taste was a weird mix of garlic and Soarin's musk but he didn't care. The two of them were in the peak of their suds high, driven all but mad with carnal desire.

Fluttershy wrapped every limb around Thunderlane, trying to help stuff him inside her as far as he'd go. His plump balls slapped against the cold edge of the countertop as the two moaned into each other's mouths.

Water ran in a nearby sink as somepony washed their hooves, trying to ignore the mare getting loudly railed on the counter just feet away, seemingly in her own world.

Thunderlane pulled his mouth away, panting. "Do I need to pull out?"

"No," growled Fluttershy, tightening her legs around his hips as if trying to keep him from escaping.

The little bit of sense that Thunderlane retained, submerged beneath the roiling waters of feral lust once more and he pulled her to him, one hoof on each of her flanks, grunting hard with the most violent thrusts he could manage.

Fluttershy cried out in pleasure until suddenly he embraced her, full strength and they were as close to becoming one pony as physically possible. He gasped as he came deep within her core and his wings shot out rigid.

Fluttershy could feel every little thing from the pulsing of his cock beneath her clit to the hot seed filling her up and all of a sudden she was there again, plummeting through space. Her vision whited out once more as an immense, drug-fueled climax rocked her body.

"This shit is amazing," she breathed shakily after her brain returned to her body. But once again she had attained release while the urge remained. Orgasms were no longer a single firework to light and watch disappear into the dark. They were a rollercoaster that she had to ride as many times as she could but unfortunately she'd have to say goodbye to Thunderlane's dick for now.

He pulled out of her slowly and their afterglow was immediately shattered by a pair of stallions giving them an awestruck round of applause.

Thunderlane blushed slightly as something resembling shame returned to him at the softening of his member.

A glob of warm cum plopped on the tile floor below Fluttershy's seat. "Hey, you. It's your lucky day," she blathered uncouthly to the stallions. "Step right up and fuck the Element of Kindness. She pointed between her spread legs."

Thunderlane's eyebrows raised at her voracity and blunt, undiscerning attitude toward feeding her snatch.

Dub step beats vibrated deep in Rainbow's chest as she twerked her ass coquettishly into the engorged tool of a unicorn stallion. It was about time for her to take a break from dancing but if the break was actually just fucking, she wouldn't complain.

Suddenly in the flashing multicolor madness, somepony familiar bumped into her. It was Soarin. Immediately she remembered Fluttershy and her mind began to swirl with anxiety once again.

She stood up and leaned in close to yell into his ear over the booming music. "Where's Fluttershy? Is she back yet?"

"Probably?" he shrugged. "I left her with Thunderlane in the bathroom but that was a while ago, so yeah."

Rainbow shook her head. "Hope it was worth it. You're gonna be in so much trouble."

"Not if you don't tell," he scowled.

In Fluttershy's blurry vision, shadows loomed over her, faceless, nameless creatures drawn to her by their own lust but ultimately subject to hers. Somehow the music was dull and subdued now and the only thing she could hear was her own labored breathing as she was grabbed and prodded everywhere. It didn't matter who they were or if anyone was watching. The only thing she cared about now was scratching the itch and pushing the button again and again and again. Her heart fluttered like a hummingbird, her senses overwhelmed as a dope cocktail coursed through her like a raging river.

Rainbow flew above the crowds, scanning the area for her friend. The suds had been passed around far and wide and many ponies were, if not copulating, well on their way to doing so. The air was electric and heavy with musk and pheromones. The place looked like it was on the verge of becoming an orgy.

She returned to the table to find Misty, Blaze and Thunderlane but worryingly no Fluttershy. "Hey, where's Fluttershy," she asked the table, nervously idling in the air.

"Haven't seen her," said Blaze.

"Thunderlane?" she prodded urgently, floating closer to him.

Thunderlane shrugged. "Last I saw, she was with some guys."

Rainbow's eye's bulged. "Some guys? What guys?"

"I… don't know. They were there in the bathroom."

She threw up her hooves. "Thunderlane?" she cried in shocked disbelief.

"What?" he asked defensively. "It was her idea. What was I supposed to do? Stand in the corner like a cuck and supervise them? That's weird." He made a strange face as he remembered that that was basically what those guys were doing with the two of them.

Rainbow groaned in frustration and zipped away. She went straight to the stallion's room, getting an odd look from one earth pony as she brazenly walked right in.

"Fluttershy?" she called with an edge of worry. A lone figure sat slumped against the far wall, motionless and pale in the unearthly light.

"Oh no!" gasped Rainbow, rushing over to her. "Fluttershy, I'm so sorry! I'm a terrible friend! Are you okay?"

"Huh?" mumbled Fluttershy, tilting her head up to look at her. She sniffed. "Oh, uh, yeah. I'm good now. I mean, Uh, I didn' get as many takers as I's hoping bud it's… it's fine. I'm good now," she nodded. "Iss fine." She sniffed again.

"Fluttershy?" Rainbow looked closer in the dim neon light. Fluttershy's pink mane was disheveled and stringy. Her face shimmered clamily with a fine sheen of sweat. Her eyes were bloodshot, pupils dilated. The end of her muzzle was powdered with something white and she couldn't stop sniffing. Her bright yellow coat was drizzled here and there with semen from an unknown number of stallions.

She looked like the main character at the end of a highschool anti drug PSA. All around that end of the room was a debris field of crushed cigarettes, empty bottles. Down fluff and a few flight feathers here and there, some hers, some from mystery stallions. Rainbow spotted a couple of condom wrappers, the same brand that came out of the vending machine at the other end of the bathroom. How convenient nothing approaching safe sex. It looked like she did anypony and anything that came her way.

Sitting close at hoof was a tall empty glass Rainbow recognized, the demon that had taken her friend. Somepony had gotten her another one. Rainbow felt a pang of remorse for giving her that accursed Nosedive. She could never have predicted such a turn. Was the old Fluttershy still in there?

Rainbow's lips quivered in sadness. She felt responsible for defiling something pure. She didn't even know if they could still be friends after tonight.

"Lez go back ta the table," suggested Fluttershy, groaning up from her haunches.

"I think maybe we should call it a night," Rainbow countered quickly.

"Wha? No. You kin do that. I havin even tried dancing yet. I'm getting a segon wind."

"Yeah, moon sugar will do that to you," grumbled Rainbow. "Look at yourself in the mirror, Fluttershy."

Fluttershy turned to look at her reflection and grimaced. "Oh… well tha doesn look very good. I guez I should freshen up a lil."

Rainbow shook her head pitiously and got her hooves wet in the sink. Then she started trying to tease Fluttershy's mane back to some semblance of her normal style. It smelled like smoke and was undoubtedly laden with bodily fluids and she never did a damn thing with her own mane but Rainbow was going to do her best to protect her friend's dignity.

"There's enough cum in me to repobulate Equesdria if everypony died," giggled Fluttershy as Rainbow rubbed the sugar from her muzzle.

Rainbow frowned. "Wow, Fluttershy. If the you from three hours ago could hear the shit coming out of your mouth right now."

Dash lead her back into the club. The dancefloor had devolved into a lustful mass of grinding, writhing flesh. As eye popping as it was, the real shit was happening in the lounge. Ponies were straddling in the seats and blowing each other from under the tables.

Fluttershy licked her lips with longing as her eyes bounced from one unruly sex act to another in rapid sequence. She wondered if she could just insinuate herself into any one of these in-progress couplings and throuplings.

"Fluttershy!" shouted Rainbow, trying to snap her out of her fantasies. "Did you take more suds in the bathroom?"

"Yeah," she replied absently.

"Shit! We need to get you out of here!" She wished she could put a bag over Fluttershy's head or teleport her out of this horrible place immediately.

"I don't wanna!" Fluttershy shot back angrily, her eyes still wandering the room in excitement.

They somehow made it back to the table but the Wonderbolts had left and amorous strangers had moved in.

"We're just gonna head for the door, Fluttershy." She turned to look, only to find that her friend was gone. Fresh panic gripped her. "Fluttershy?" she screamed, wagging her head side to side like a parent who had lost their foal. She reacquired her over by the bar, harassing Soarin.

"Hey, shrimpy. Iz been long enough. Yer gonna eat my taco now. Don't think I fergot."

Soarin gritted his teeth in horror. The pony sitting next to him spun around to face Fluttershy. It was none other than their instructor, Spitfire, sporting her bomber jacket, face blushing with booze.

"Wuz this gutter prinzess toggin about, Slug?" she blurted angrily.

Fluttershy's eyes narrowed. "None yer biznez. Scrawny owes me a quid pro blow."

Soarin's life force exited his body at that moment.

Wait a minute, thought Rainbow. How the hell does she know what that is? She learned that in the bathroom… right?

Spitfire laughed derisively at her and hopped off of her perch to get in Fluttershy's face. "I think you got the wrong zdallion, liddle girl," she said, driving a hoof into Fluttershy's chest. "I own Slugz candy ass. He's my doggy an' he only does trigs fer me. Evypony knows that."

Rainbow mashed her teeth together. Just when things couldn't have gotten worse, they did. She needed to intervene somehow. They were both so volatile.

Undaunted, Fluttershy rolled her eyes. "Coudda foold me. Maybe it juz slibbed hiz mine."

Spitfire turned to Soarin who was still petrified on his stool and scowled. "Izzat true? Did you ferget? Do ya need a reminder?"

Soarin swallowed. "She was really scary, drill sergeant!"

"Scarier than me?" growled Spitfire, her frown deepening.

Soarin's eyes flicked over to a glaring Fluttershy then back to Spitfire then back to Fluttershy. "Well… um, uh-"

"Wrong answer!" snarled Spitfire. She spun him back round to face the bar. "Assume the position!" She swatted him hard on the flank, leaving a red hoofprint.

Soarin yelped and sprang up onto the bar, rolling flat onto his back to the delight of laughing onlookers.

"And as for you," she hissed, leaning right into Fluttershy's face. She closed her eyes and locked her lips around Fluttershy's.

Rainbow's jaw dropped as the growing group of onlookers hooted in approval.

"This is awesome!" proclaimed Thunderlane, bracing his head between his hooves.

"What the hell?" blurted Rainbow Dash.

The two continued to kiss deeply while moaning passionately. They stood up and Spitfire put a hoof between Fluttershy's legs and began rubbing her already wet clit. Their tongues swirled together and just when it looked as though they were really about to go at it, Spitfire pulled away for a breath.

"So, you think you're mare enough to touch my bitch boy and get away with it?" she asked, somehow still equally as haughty and combative. She wobbled onto the stool and then the bar, straddling Soarin's head on her knees. The crowd became riled as they saw what was coming. Completely straightfaced and without breaking eye contact with her rival, Spitfire stuck her ass in his face and parked her pussy right over his muzzle in a show of dominance over the both of them. The crowd erupted in cheers.

"Then ged up here," she challenged ominously.

Fluttershy's face hardened in determination and she climbed up onto the bar. She straddled Soarin's thighs to face Spitfire.

Spitfire poked a hoof into Fluttershy's chest once more. "I'm gonna show you how we useda do shit back in academy." She rolled her neck till it popped.

Rainbow's eye's were perpetual saucers. She's just as out of control as Fluttershy, she thought. I've never seen her this wasted. She has to be on suds too.

"The hell is this, Slug?" Spitfire barked at Soarin's half flaccid member. "You're preforming like a damn newbie." She pressed a hoof roughly into Soarin's balls, making him squirm. "Better get that flag flying at full staff on the double. And don' espect any backup."

Soarin gave a muffled, "Yes, drill sergeant." As if by magic, his cock began to inflate, standing at attention.

For a moment Fluttershy marveled that anypony could get it up at all under such conditions but then she realized that this kind of scenario must have just been his arousal wheelhouse.

"Bartender!" shouted Spitfire. "Gimme that Wild Cockatrice!" A freshly opened bottle floated into Spitfire's hooves and she took a messy swing. "Now you," she ordered, tipping the bottle over Fluttershy's head.

Fluttershy tilted her head back and Spitfire poured a shot directly in her mouth. She swallowed the burning liquid and stuck out her tongue with a wheeze.

"Is it just drinking?" scoffed Fluttershy, her eyes watering a bit.

Rainbow interjected. "I don't think whatever this is is a good-"

"Pipe down, Crash," Spitfire shot back. "We're condugding offissal Wonderbolts business here. No. It's nod just drinking," she continued. She used her hoof to bend Soarin's cock toward Fluttershy. Then she let it recoil to it's naturally erect position, nodding in approval.

"Saddle up, cowgirl 'cuz you gotta make this worthless dick with legs cum and you gotta do it quick." She waved her foreleg to present her watch. "Every twenty seconds, you have ta take a shot. If he gets off, you win. If you fall off, you lose. Got it?"

Fluttershy's eyes narrowed. "Got it."

"On my mark," said Spitfire, watching her second hand tick straight up. "Go!"

Fluttershy scooted forward quickly. She grabbed Soarin's cock and guided his tip between her lower lips. In less than two seconds, she had him fully sheathed inside her.

The onlookers burst into raucous cheers and chants of "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

"Get going, Slug," ordered Spitfire, jabbing Soarin in the ribs with the bottle."

Soarin gave an inaudible "Yes, drill sergeant," as he began to lash his instructor's marehood with his tongue. She let out a satisfied sigh as the tip of his tongue zeroed in to run up and down her clit.

"What is she even competing for?" raged Rainbow Dash. The most sober one in the building, she was still trying to wrap her head around the meaning of this boldly degenerate competition.

"For honor!" supplied Blaze.

Fluttershy planted her hooves on Soarin's chest and rocked her pelvis, clenching her ass cheeks together in time to help facilitate his cumming.

"Drink!" shouted Spitfire, lifting the bottle into position.

Fluttershy opened her mouth and tilted her head back for the amber liquid. She swallowed, some of it dribbling down her muzzle.

Her ass cheeks bounced on his balls while her passage squeezed and milked him and although she was focusing on bringing him to climax, she could feel her own pleasure reservoir filling up once again.

Rainbow covered her eyes in worry. This is too much drugs and alcohol, she thought. She didn't even know what Fluttershy was on or how much she'd had. She pictured herself having to rush her to the ER with alcohol poisoning or an OD.

Fluttershy switched to lifting her rear up high, before swooping down and back up again and again, feeling a satisfying slap each time. A risky move but a real crowd pleaser as it provided the best view of Soarin's juice slicked shaft as it pumped in and out of her slit.

"Drink!" Spitfire shouted again, now panting with pleasure.

Fluttershy drank again. Her vision was starting to blur and she was becoming less coordinated. She quickly realized that she had to dial back her technique or risk Soarin slipping out and slowing her down.

Spitfire felt vibrations in her loins as Soarin tried to speak. She shifted her rump slightly forward. "What was that?"

"Permission to breathe, drill sergeant?" he whimpered into her folds.

"Ugh! Pathetic weakling!" she growled frustratedly. "Fine! Permission granted. Ten seconds." She raised herself off of his face and allowed him to gasp for air like a dying fish. The break was nice because he was suddenly able to focus on the sensation of Fluttershy vigorously riding his dick. But he knew resting was just kicking the can. If he really wanted mercy, he'd need to make Spitfire cum.

"Drink!"

Fluttershy choked the liquid down between pants and Spitfire lowered herself back into position, internally rejoicing at the return of Soarin's massaging tongue. He clamped onto her thighs with both hooves and she gasped in surprise pleasure. Spitfire leaned forward and pressed her lips against Fluttershy's. They picked up their impromptu makeout session where they left off. Tongues battling as they both grinded on Soarin. All three of them were now distracted from their primary objectives by chasing pleasure.

Spitfire pulled away, shuddering and grunting, struggling to keep both eyes open as she got close to her peak. She almost missed the next shot.

"D-d-drink," she shivered, tilting the bottle again.

Fluttershy's head was swimming now. Skewed double vision made her environment and the ponies in it unrecognizable. Even her hearing was distorted. She couldn't pick out the music from the wild cheers from her own intense moaning. Yet on almost an instinctual level, she knew that she had to keep rocking, so that's what she did.

"Oh, fuck," groaned Spitfire. She cocked her head back, tongue hanging out of her panting mouth. She stole a glance at her watch and then winced as her whole body shook. She gave an exacerbated grunt and leaned forward to catch her breath. That tiny bit of respite was all that Soarin needed for his dam to break. He squeezed Spitfire's thighs tightly as the wave hit him. He grunted and bucked. Fluttershy stopped and looked down, feeling his cock pulsing inside her as it added Soarin's DNA to her already bustling melting pot.

Spitfire laughed. "Feelz like you just won."

The audience lost their minds and roared with elation.

Spitfire melted until Soarin's face was free and she was almost laying outstretched atop him. "I bed I ken still get youda fall off though," she smirked.

With Fluttershy's labia still arched over Soarin's girth, her clit was naturally presented high atop it. Spitfire put her head between her thighs and took it straight into her parted lips. Fluttershy gasped in ecstasy. She planted both of her hooves on Spitfire's head and arched her back violently. It was like donning a rocket pack on the last step of her climb. Her wings shot out from both sides and splayed every feather. The orgasm was still rocking her to the core when her vision dimmed and suddenly she was falling.

Her face went slack as she tumbled to the side into an awaiting array of outstretched legs. Soarin's dick popped out of her pussy, spurting a few more little blasts of semen like an exclamation mark at the end of her night.

"Thaz why they call it a drill instructor," was the last thing she heard over the fade out of utter pandemonium.

The next thing Fluttershy knew was that her ears were ringing. Her mouth was dry and her throat was sore. She opened her eyes to an unfamiliar room and groaned as her head began to pound.

"Fluttershy?" gasped a familiar voice.

Rainbow anxiously hurried to her friend’s bedside.

"Oww, my head," whimpered Fluttershy, squinting her eyes gingerly. "Where am I?"

"We're still in Las Pegasus, in a hotel," breathed Rainbow.

"What happened? Did I get in the club?"

Rainbow blinked her eyes wide. "Uh… yeah… You sure did."

"I did? But how come I don't remember anything about it?"

“Well…” began Rainbow slowly as she tried to formulate a gameplan for what best to do with the conveniently missing block of time. “It’s because you tried alcohol,” she nodded in a gravely serious manner.

“I did?” gasped Fluttershy in abject shock.

"Oh, Fluttershy," Rainbow scoffed under her breath. “I’m afraid so,” she continued. “I tried to stop you but you said it was a ‘special occasion.’”

“And then I forgot everything and woke up with a headache?”

“Yep,” nodded Rainbow solemnly. “That’s what happens.”

“Oh my goodness! Well I’m never doing alcohol again!” she scowled.

Rainbow slapped a hoof over her own mouth and looked away until she could regain her composure over Fluttershy’s naively cute resolution. What a relief to hear. “I think that’s a good plan, she agreed with a weird smile. “Um… here, you should take some pain meds for that nasty alcohol headache.” She pushed a glass of water toward her on the night stand and held up four pills on her upturned hoof.

“Oh, thankyou,” replied Fluttershy sitting up carefully and holding out her hoof to receive the pills. She was about to thoughtlessly toss them in her mouth when she noticed that one was bigger and shaped differently. “What’s this one?” she asked, pointing to the morning after pill.

“It’s just a pain med,” lied Rainbow.

“Well what are these then?” she asked, pointing to the other three.”

“They’re all for pain. You know? Like how you can mix them when you need something powerful but don’t want to get too much of one kind.” She smiled awkwardly.

“Oh, yeah,” agreed Fluttershy before throwing the pills in her gullet and downing them with the water.

Rainbow breathed a sigh of relief. “Now when you’re feeling well enough, I suggest that you immediately get in the shower and wash all of that… s-smoke… out of your mane… Because it was smokey in that club last night and you don’t wanna smell like smoke.” She shook her head for emphasis.

“You’re right, I don’t,” nodded Fluttershy worriedly.

She laid back down and felt something flop on her neck. She grabbed it with one hoof, held it up to see and gasped. It was a golden Wonderbolt pin attached to a lanyard around her neck. “How did I get this?” marveled Fluttershy, wide eyed.

Rainbow buried her face in her hooves and sighed. “I think Spitfire just let you hold onto that for good luck last night after you passed out.”

“Oh, that was nice of her,” she smiled.

In reality Spitfire had actually made Fluttershy an honorary Wonderbolt in a gross abuse of power executed with unsound mind. She was also now an official co-owner of Soarin.

“Yeah,” breathed Rainbow, leaning toward her. “Why don’t I just return that to her right now, in fact.” She slipped the lanyard off and let Fluttershy get comfortable again. This was a good excuse to go head off the story with the Wonderbolts. If they were lucky, Spitfire didn’t remember anything either.

“I’ll be back later,” said Rainbow, flapping to the door. “Get rest but remember what I said about the shower,” she added emphatically.

“Uh-huh,” agreed Fluttershy.

Rainbow disappeared quietly out the door, leaving her alone with the persistent loud ringing. Fluttershy rolled over and sighed contentedly. Even though she didn’t feel well, it was nice to know that she had a good friend like Rainbow Dash always watching out for her.

Author's Note

I made a Fluttershy Unfiltered Playlist

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