Fluttershy's Nature Show, Season Two

As Rarity sets the camera back in place, Fluttershy's abs move in odd ways. It's obvious that Hisshel is wriggling around in there, trying to expose himself to the intense warmth that is Fluttershy's embrace.

"So, do we have any more of your scaly little friends in the area we can talk to?"

Fluttershy shakes her head, her face flushed. "I... I don't know..."

"Well, it isn't going to be a wonderful show without our special guest, now, is it? How in Equestria do you plan on hosting a show about animals without an animal to show?"

"I'm s-sure he'll be back," shivers Fluttershy.

"Are you cold? I think it's rather warm out today."

"No, I'm not cold. Jus a little bit... Mmmph... Light-headed, is all." She bites her lower lip as her face turns bright red.

"Perhaps you should sit down for a bit..." A couch manifests out of nowhere and settles into place next to Fluttershy.

"Oh, Rarity... Are you sure? I don't want to... be a burden."

"Nonsense, dear." Rarity comes into frame and pushes Fluttershy onto the couch. "You take a moment to rest, and I'll go see if I can find a snake that's willing to join you."

As Rarity walks off, Fluttershy leans against the couch, spreading her legs for the camera. "Please, come..."

She's panting too much to finish her sentence, and by the time she catches her breath, Hisshel isn't listening anymore. He merely nods at her words before squirming even more, faster and faster, more and more aggressively.

Fluttershy covers her mouth with her hands, glancing over the arm of the couch to see if Rarity is within earshot. Seeing that she's nearby, Fluttershy sinks further into the couch, biting down on the fingers of her left hand. Her right is rubbing her stomach, trying to push him out, but only managing to increase the pressure against her more sensitive flesh.

Parts of Hisshel begin to pop out of her, starting with a little bit more of his neck, but soon followed by two little lumps. Despite being a petite yellow pegasus, the camera trying to autofocus for some reason blurs the image, and she looks like she has a large, girthy black cock and hefty, powerful black balls. Then the image focuses again, and it's revealed to not be a big black cock, but a big black trouser snake.

Fluttershy reaches down to him and begins stroking his neck. It would be safe to presume that she isn't intending to harm him in any way, merely trying to coax him to come out. She's very wet, and that is reflected in the glistening slurping of her hand gliding across his scales, shiny and brilliant in the light.

She moans as the copper scales under his head begin to turn toward the camera. It stands out, being a different colour from the rest of his scales. This makes his head look like the engorged tip of a very large penis. It's huge.

Suddenly, with a strong gyration, Fluttershy gasped fairly loudly. Biting her lip, she had to turn her head and look at Rarity. She's out of earshot, apparently, as while she's still in frame, she doesn't react to Fluttershy's exclamation.

Hisshel slips a bit further out, running up her body and wrapping around her tits. He squeezes them, still gyrating his tail inside of her.

It's all Fluttershy can do to keep quiet, and she's not even doing a good job at that. The camera is still picking up her adorable moans and whimpers through her lip being clamped between her teeth. Her fingers clutch at the edges of the couch, her knees wrap tightly to the corners, and she even starts drooling and panting. She's obviously enjoying herself.

Lumps and coils begin to poke out before popping back in. He even bites down on one of her nipples. Not being venomous, he's not intending to harm her. It's hard to see inside of his mouth, whether he has fangs at all, or if they're just retracted, but since Fluttershy doesn't shout out in agony, it's safe to assume that she's not hurt by it.

In fact, she's better than expected. After a few moments, she cums, and she cums hard. The amount of fluid gushing out of her is so slick and forceful that all of Hisshel's tail is squeezed out, meaning she's free of him now.

As he tries to make his way back down, she redirects his head with her hand, coaxing him to come up her body and rest on her chest as she closes her legs.

"That was... unexpected," she pants. "But nice."

He hisses back at her.

"I know what I said," she answers. "I meant to say something else, and it didn't come out in time."

He presses his head between her breasts.

"It was supposed to be "please come out." I gasped in the middle, and you just kept going."

He rubs his nose against her cheek, then coils up on her shoulders as she starts to sit up. All of the fluid that had come out of her beads up and wipes away as her leg moves across the cushion. Whatever material this couch is made from, it's hydrophobic.

"Oh, I forgive you," she smiles. "It was nice of you to be concerned about my needs like that."

His tongue tickles her nose.

"Oh, it was no trouble at all," she giggles. "Not at first, anyway. Can you just wrap around under my shirt next time, though? It's kind of warm in there."

With a nod, he starts slithering up her sleeve and across her back, coming out the other side just as Rarity comes back.

"I didn't find any-- Oh, he came back. Or is this another one who just looks similar?"

"No, this is him," confirms Fluttershy. "And I feel much better. Thank you for letting me use your couch."

"Oh, it's no problem at all, dear," assured Rarity. "I'm glad you're feeling better. Now, should we return to the show?"

Fluttershy nods, as does Hisshel. He even extends his neck towards Rarity, who pets him once, then jumps back.

"Ugh! I thought you said that snakes weren't slimy!?"