Fluttershy's Nature Show, Season Two

"Yoo-hoo!" calls Rarity into the hole. "Are there any other fashion models in here that want to have their likeness shine across Equestria?"

Fluttershy places her hand on Rarity's shoulder. "Rarity, different breeds of snakes don't really live together in the same hole. All you're going to find in there is another Indigo snake."

Rarity looks down at her waist. "He's more a midnight blue than an indigo, darling."

"That's the species name."

Rarity huffs. "Well, whoever names these species should be more aware of what they're doing. If you're going to mislead ponies into picking the wrong colour, then you might as well go all the way and call him a pink polka-dot dog! If you were to tell me that I needed to make an outfit that matched an indigo snake, and this was that snake," she gestures to her waist, "I'd end up providing you with accoutrements of the wrong colour. Because this is not indigo!"

She's clearly growing more heated, which causes the snake to wrap around her even tighter.

"What's he doing? Is he trying to constrict me?!"

Fluttershy places her hand on the snake's back. "No. Snakes are cold-blooded reptiles. They like warm environments, so as your body temperature becomes more suited to their liking, they like to pursue that, presuming that they don't have something else that they're trying to pursue."

"So they like heat?"

"Sometimes. If he wanted to cool down, he could go for one of the many rocks lying around. But he seems to like to be warm, at least right now. And if he were hungry, he'd probably forgo temperature control and just go look for something to eat."

As the snake begins to wrap around Rarity's neck, she begins to feel uncomfortable with the squeezing, as evidenced by the worry on her face. "Can you... take him back, now?"

Fluttershy nods and picks Hisshel up, wrapping him back around her shoulders. "Did you have fun?" she asks him.

"He was fine," answers Rarity. "I'm not about to go out and look for a pet snake, mind you. Opalescence would shred my fall line if I brought a snake into the boutique!"

"At least you're not as upset as you were ten minutes ago," chuckles Fluttershy as the snake moves down between her breasts. "And because you believed they were slimy before, and you've since touched one, you can verify for everypony watching at home that they're not at all slimy. It's good news for everypony!"

Rarity sighs. "I suppose so, darling..."

"Although, as a general disclaimer, not all snakes are as safe to handle as Hisshel. Some of them, like Cottonmouth Joe and Augustus Squeezer, are less safe. Cottonmouth Joe is a viper, and is venomous. He tends to be pretty passive, and cries at weddings, but if upset, he has been known to bite. He bit a goat that stepped on his tail a few years back, so keep that in mind.

"Augustus, on the other hand, is not venomous. However, that doesn't mean he's not dangerous. He's a boa constrictor, and is very much capable of crushing bones by tightening his grip."

"I'm sorry, did you say "Boa constrictor?""

Fluttershy nods as Hisshel's tail disappears into her cleavage. "It's a more tropical snake. They come in bright colours and have diamond patterns on their scales."

"Oh, I can just imagine wearing one to a gala!"

Fluttershy furrows her brow. "You wouldn't want one of these wrapped around you. They crush their food by wrapping around their prey and clamping down tight until there's no room for their lungs to fill with air. You would be strangled to death."

"O-oh..."

"A fake one, perhaps," consoled Fluttershy. "They do look nice, and I can easily see one's likeness becoming a handso--"

Fluttershy's words are interrupted by a yelp that comes out of her own mouth, which she covers, blushing intensely. A close look shows that Hisshel has snaked his way under her skirt, and probably past her panties, too.

"Is everything alright?" asks Rarity. "What's happened, dear?"

Fluttershy grimaces for a moment, doubles over and holds up a finger, then, sweating, stands up slowly. "I bit my tongue," she says, breathing heavily.

"Your face is turning red, dear..."

"Yeah... I'm a bit angry with myself," she responds slowly, with a shaky voice. "I'm going to have to talk slower for a few minutes..."

Rarity sighs. "Here, let me have a look, darling..." She sets the camera down on the ground in front of Fluttershy and stands next to her, giving the camera a very clear view up both of their skirts. "Open wide."

As Rarity fingers Fluttershy's mouth, the gentle breeze shows Rarity's sheer panties, and more importantly, the gold-coloured labial barbell piercings that appear to be chain-linked together, keeping her completely free of insertions, but also showing that she is very willing to suffer some pain for the purposes of looking good. It would presumably also force any stallion to spend a fair bit of time unlocking her before any deed could be done, practically guaranteeing foreplay.

Fluttershy, however, is not wearing any panties. Hisshel has coiled around her thigh and is trying to shove his head into her cavity. By how much he's dripping, it seems as if he had already made it a quarter of the way in, and then was squeezed out.

Pressing his nose up against her again, he pushes, and her lips part. More than half of him disappears in a single push. Fluttershy's fingers clutch at her skirt and she moans out. "Ahh! Right there!!"

"I was touching your cheek, darling," scoffs Rarity. "Are you sure you bit your tongue? I don't see any welts or swelling."

"I'm... sure," she grunts as Hisshel squeezes in up to his cloaca. Since his tail is still hanging out, both of his penises are visible on either side of Fluttershy's clitoral hood, caught and kept from going in..

"I think you should be fine," concludes Rarity, stepping back. "Where's that snake friend of yours run off to, now?"

"Oh, he's around," mutters Fluttershy as the last of his tail disappears. A moment later, his head pokes out just a bit so that he can breathe, right as Rarity is picking the camera back up to refocus on a flushed Fluttershy. "He probably went looking for somewhere warm..."