Fluttershy At Your Service

It was tough being a single mare in Ponyville. The world of smiley ponies was friendly, but you still needed a job to make ends meet.

Fluttershy had tried so many jobs. She loved her animals and music making, but it wasn't always necessary. Parties weren't constantly going on in Ponyville, and she had yet to feel confident enough to expand her business to other parts of Equestria.

The short, fair-pelted mare had recently gotten a job as a maid. Another job for her to try and probably fail at of course. She was so shy it was hard to talk to any pony without blushing and squeaking.

Fluttershy brushed back her long pink locks, looking at herself in the mirror to instill confidence. The pony that looked back at her didn't look too confident—but Fluttershy hoped confidence would grow on her after she actually put on the uniform.

"I can do this," Fluttershy said to herself, quiet as always (even to herself).

Pulling off her frilly pink pajamas, the mare put on a lace back bra, and a stretching, black thong. Fluttershy couldn't help that her bum had grown significantly larger than her chest. While her bosom remained a medium to small size, her ass was bulging.

"Just my luck," Fluttershy whispered as she pulled on her black and white blouse.

She was a fancy-looking maid, that was for sure. Her frilly maid outfit was nothing you'd see in an average hotel.

Glancing at the clock, Fluttershy put on some dark dress shoes. It was seven forty-five, time to get going so she could be early for her eight o'clock shift.

The small, big booty mare grabbed her purse and rushed out of her room. A simple breakfast on the go would do, so she grabbed a hay-shake that she'd gotten last night.

Sipping it loudly, Fluttershy stumbled clumsily out the door and hurried to a Bus Stop. Public transportation in Ponyville was so good, it just didn't make sense to have your own vehicle.

Fluttershy got on her bus five minutes after getting to the waiting spot and then headed to her first client. Oh yes, Fluttershy was a personal maid. She worked for big wigs, and if she managed to keep this job she might actually make it to Canterlot one day.

But for now, it was the very few Ponyville residents that could afford a pretty little maid.

The bus ride was peaceful. And Fluttershy yawned as it closed in on her stop. The gentle rocking motion of the bus was enough to put any pony to sleep.

Waving to the bus driver, the mare got off the bus and started towards her first job. Blinking away sleep and adjusting to the change in lighting, Fluttershy took in the towering home she had been dropped off at.

A large white home towered before her, one with bay windows, a white picket fence, and a massive, oak, wrap-around porch. These ponies were loaded.

Fluttershy had never seen this house, was it new? Or was this just a part of Ponyville she rarely visited? Either way, this was her job.

Breathing inward, the mare combed her small fingers through her hair and tried to summon confidence once again. Swinging open the white gate, the small beauty trotted up to the door of the massive home and knocked.

The small sound echoed, and then after a brief period of waiting, the door opened.

Fluttershy had to stifle a gasp. What stood before her wasn't a pony at all, it was a human. This human man smiled at her like this meeting was commonplace and then beckoned her in.

Fluttershy gulped, stepping tentatively into the home. The man closed the door and instantly regarded Fluttershy with an overjoyed expression.

"I'm so glad you're here! I specifically requested you, Fluttershy!" The man said gleefully.

Fluttershy didn't know where to look, the floor, the wall, or the man's face. Eventually, she decided on the human and tried to reply.

"U-um…why me?" She asked.

The human leaned forward an inch. "Oh how rude of me! My name is Anon, and I'm your biggest fan."

"Biggest fan?" Fluttershy squeaked in confusion.

Anon leaned forward more, causing her to flush a deep red. "You are so cute in person…" Anon said, trailing off as he stared lovingly into Fluttershy's eyes.

Fluttershy shielded her face and felt her ears steam with embarrassment. Who was this guy? And why did he like her so much?

Knowing he liked her, and seeing the glee swim in his gaze made Fluttershy feel all giddy and warm. She loved making new friends. And even more so, she loved making friends with creatures that weren't like her. Like the rabbits, bears, and chaos gods. This didn't feel too much different… except… Fluttershy felt like she was being looked at by a stallion, not a bunny.

"T-thanks," Fluttershy eked.

Anon smiled, stepping back and then gesturing around his large home. "Do as you wish, I'll ensure your paid no matter what. In fact, why don't you start on the kitchen and I'll make you something to eat after,"

Fluttershy managed to find her voice, "Oh no, you don't have to do that sir, I already had something to eat," she whispered.

Anon blushed, seemingly enthralled by her words for some reason.
"Well I'd like to give you more," he said.

Fluttershy blinked and then nodded, she guessed that a little more food wouldn't hurt. She was so short after all, maybe extra food would help her grow so she didn't feel so tiny all the time.

Wandering carefully around Anon, Fluttershy hurried to the kitchen. The kitchen was just as fancy as the rest of the home. It was decorated with hanging cookware, small plants, and a cozy kitchen window. The counters were black and white granite, and the fridge was voice-activated.

Fluttershy had been given her own cleaning supplies via the company, and promptly set her dark bag onto the kitchen island and rummaged through it for some spray and a rag.

Upon finding both, Fluttershy turned to try to clean anything she could. After a slow inspection of the kitchen, Fluttershy realized it wasn't dirty. There was barely even any dust.

Feeling wrong about wasting Anon's time, Fluttershy turned toward his previous place in the home. She found him much closer, leaning on the kitchen island and observing her.

"U-um, your kitchen seems to already be clean, sir," Fluttershy hurriedly said.

Anon blinked, as if registering her words took a moment, and then replied. "That's okay, just clean it anyway. I'm sure you know how to make it sparkle."

Fluttershy thought about this. Maybe Anon was correct, especially if Fluttershy was a new maid. Everything could be a little cleaner, right?

On that thought, the mare turned toward the sink and sprayed it with cleaner. Casting a nervous glance at Anon, she began to rub down the sink, and polish the counter surrounding it.

"Bend over a little while you do it," Anon said.

Fluttershy didn't know what to say for a moment. She leaned forward to wash the inside of the sink, feeling her tail twitch with embarrassment. Was Anon… checking her out? The thought made her core clench.

With the sink fully cleaned, the cute maid mare stood back up and turned to wipe the kitchen island. Scrubbing it, Fluttershy realized Anon was now staring directly at her breasts.

Looking dreamily at her, Anon licked his lips. He was clearly into her. That fact, was extremely clear, but Fluttershy was too shy to say a word. Instead, she let him wander around and hover near the sink, openly checking out her ass as she washed his counter. The motions were jiggling her bum, and that jiggling seemed to captivate Anon.

"Scrub that spot a little harder, it's dusty," Anon advised.

Fluttershy felt her eyes dart. There was no dust, but she was scrubbing harder anyway. She felt her asscheeks clap together again and again as she did so, and couldn't help but whimper. Her butt was so large that when she moved, it sent shock waves into her mare slit.

Suddenly, Anon was closer to Fluttershy and his breath was on her neck—making her squeak.

"Are you ok?" Anon asked.

Fluttershy blinked at her rushed hand movements, and slowed them down. Behind her, Anon was only inches away from touching her with his front.

"I'm fine," Fluttershy whispered.

Anon stepped away. "Good! Then we can work on the living room, how about some dusting?"

Fluttershy got her feather duster and got to work in the living room, gentle with each of the items she dusted. There was actually some dust in the living room, especially all over the trinkets and decorations. This helped the mare focus, whilst Anon continued to watch her from a recliner.

With each sway of the duster, Fluttershy's rump jumped. Each small motion was enough to bounce and slap her cheeks, and it was definitely a show Anon couldn't get enough of.

As Fluttershy was moving away from dusting a low to the ground statue, Anon interrupted her.

"Can you dust that again?" Anon asked suddenly.

Fluttershy paused and glanced at Anon, blue eyes wide. The small maid mare gulped.

"Please?" Anon asked, smiling and tilting his head.

Fluttershy nodded hastily, turning back to the item and dusting all the same spots again. As she did, she made sure to lean forward a little more. For some reason, the action made her cheeks flush, and her body feel hot.

Dismissing any thoughts about it, Fluttershy swam in her own bashfulness as she diligently dusted in her cute outfit. Her short frilly black skirt bounced atop her mounds as she worked, showing off all goods.

Anon could see her straining thong, and admired it alongside her beautiful and cute outfit. When Fluttershy seemed to run out of parts of the statue to dust, she began to stand up again, this time more slowly as if she were asking Anon for permission.

The idea made Anon hard.

"You can dust over here, maybe this table," Anon suggested, gesturing to a dark coffee table in front of him.

The small mare wandered over, moving like a shy little doe. She got to work with her bum facing away from Anon first, dusting the opposing table legs and then the top.

Forward facing, her breasts hung in view. The maid outfit was much more modest in the front, but Anon didn't mind so much. An unwrapped gift was just that much more enticing.

Fluttershy didn't have much to unwrap in the chest department, admittedly. Her breasts were small enough for Anon to hold, and they were perky whilst still remaining jiggly. For some reason or another, Anon liked this about Fluttershy. He was much more of an ass man, and her lack of chest made him feel like she was just that much more perfect. She was made for no one else.

Then, Fluttershy was moving in front of Anon. She was only a few feet away, if that. Knowing what was up, the mare bent over slowly to clean. But she couldn't stall for long, and eventually her large asscheeks were clearly and gleamingly exposed.

Anon almost drooled. She was jiggling with each move she made, and now he could clearly see his prize. The hypnotizing hills were soft and sleek. Despite their size there were no blemishes and they bounced like jello.

Anon wanted to bury his face between them. He wanted to rub and slap the little mare's butt, and watch her blush and whimper. He had loved Fluttershy since he was a young boy, and now that he could watch her, Anon was enthralled.

Abruptly, Fluttershy tumbled forward, seeming to lose her balance. She was pressed into the top of the table, wincing and hissing in pain.

"Ouch," The mare said meekly.

Anon shot up from his seat and hurried over, wrappinf his hands around the mare's waist to pull her up.

"Are you ok!?" He asked. "You aren't hurt are you?"

Fluttershy pushed up with her hands while Anon tried to pull her and steady her.

"I'm okay… I think," Fluttershy said, clearly startled by her fall. The mare stood up then, leaning on Anon's hands for support.

"Uh!" Fluttershy yelped. Her head jerked, and she glanced over her shoulder to stare at Anon.

Anon took a moment to catch on to the situation. Glancing down, the human realized he was hard, and his hard-on was now pressed in Fluttershy's asscheeks. He had helped her stand, but she had stepped back to steady herself and was now pressing herself against him.

Heat touched Anon's face. "I'm sorry," he said, but he didn't move.

Fluttershy didn't try to struggle. Instead, she blushed deeper and then glanced away. Covering her face with her hands, she flicked her tail out of the way, and then sighed.

"I feel so strange…" she murmured.

Anon touched her shoulder, removing a hand from her hip to try and comfort her.

"It's okay," Anon said firmly.

Fluttershy blinked at him, flicking her hair away from her eyes. The shy little mare turned then, and leaned toward Anon. She didn't know what she was doing, or why she was doing it. Maybe she was acting out, or trying to prove something?

Either way, the adorable mare was suddenly kissing Anon. The kiss was gentle, a simple touching of lips that made Anon's face blaze with heat.

Fluttershy closed her eyes, her face mirroring Anon's. The two were shocked, but they were kissing, and neither of them pulled away.

Feeling Fluttershy withdraw, (her body shrinking back less than an inch) Anon gripped her upper arms gently, encouraging her. The action allowed Anon to savor the sweet softness of the mare's lips for a moment longer.

The shock was wearing off now, and so it was only starting to sink in that Anon was truly kissing Fluttershy. The action was so sweet, soft, and warm that both parties were bursting at the seams with desire.

Startled by her own feelings, Fluttershy pulled away.

"I'm sorry!" She exclaimed. "I'm so sorry, sir, that was unprofessional!"

Anon looked at her with a smoldering expression. He wanted to go back in, but he didn't, and let her move away.

Sputtering and scrambling, Fluttery tripped backward, landing in the middle of the coffee table. The force of the fall flung up her outfit, revealing her bottom bits. Staring up in awe, Fluttershy blushed and tried to push down her skirt.

Anon covered his erection before saying, "Are you okay? Maybe you should get some water."

Fluttershy only squeaked, and then got up and hurried to the kitchen to do exactly that, get water. Gulping down a glassful, Fluttershy tried to calm her racing heart.

What was she going to do? She was like a mare in heat and over what? A human!? Gulping more water, Fluttershy hauled herself up on the kitchen island, and sat there, breathing heavily.

At this rate, she wouldn't leave this house before she was bred by him. What was a single mare to do? Paired with a sexy human, at a six-hour shift!?

Fluttershy's ear twitched, acknowledging Anon as he came into the kitchen at her right side.

"Fluttershy," Anon said simply, sounding professional.

Fluttershy winced. Was he going to scold her?