Fluttershy's Nature Show, Season Two

Before long, Fluttershy's holes are gaping on their own, and she's not fighting anymore. This allows the slime to roll her around a bit, first bringing her face near the camera to show that, while her nose is still uncovered, her mouth is wide open and stuffed with goop. Her eyes have rolled back.

She's contorted a few more times until the correct position is found; on her knees with her slit facing the camera. As the slime has her lined up, it once again becomes completely clear. It does this by retracting all of the red colouration into the rocks floating in the mass. Then the rocks all gather together to form an almost spherical clamshell.

The clamshell swells and then opens, revealing a blue orb, about the size of a golf ball. That orb begins to flow towards Fluttershy as the shell closes. It makes it about a third of the way to her opening before another orb is formed, following the first in both path and velocity. Even the small steps backwards are in perfect synchronicity, as if a single muscle were moving both of them. Or rather, all three, as a third orb is created, and then a fourth.

When the first orb arrives, it easily slips into Fluttershy's vagina, sliding through the gape as if it were nothing. However, it encounters some resistance as it pushes against her cervix. Fluttershy almost immediately tries to push back, but to no avail. With a hard shove, the orb compresses just enough to slip all the way into her womb.

The next orb follows along, and the next one, and the next. When the fifth one squeezes its way into her, her abdomen is visibly expanded by it, growing more and more as each glob of forced into her.

Thirty total eggs are pushed into her to await their hatching date. After the last one slips into place, her cervix only barely able to close around it, a new orb begins to form, this one outside of the core. Several small white strands are squirted out of the rocks, then twisted together into a cordage, then rolled up into a ball. This one is roughly the size of a grapefruit, but undoes itself into a fairly thin strand as it worms its way after the eggs. With the way Fluttershy barely reacts, and with the way it disperses as soon as it leaves the slime, it's likely that the white gunk is some sort of liquid, rather than a solid mass.

Fluttershy's holes close slowly, from the inside out. Her arse closes first, reducing the swelling in her abdomen as the slime extracts itself. Fluttershy squeezes, as if trying to close herself, but the slime holds her open, keeping her from pinching off its tendril.

When it's all the way out of her arse, it starts removing itself from her pussy, letting it close as it pulls away. It doesn't quite close all the way, as it has been stretched out and needs to relax back into shape, but after a good minute or so, the slime has retracted enough to remove itself from her holes without leaving more than a thin layer of clear goo behind.

"Can you let me up, now?" she pants.

The slime retracts from her, slinking away , but not before standing her up on her feet. She is covered from head to toe in goop, and has no clothing, as the indigestible metal and plastic pieces are still inside of the slime. It burbles and slurps at her.

"I'll do that, sure, but you really should have asked, first."

It sputters a bit, a froth of bubbles slipping down one side.

"No, I understand perfectly. And I would have offered you an alternative solution if you'd have just let me talk. But it's too late for that now, isn't it?"

There's a long silence followed by a small gurgle.

"I forgive you," sighs Fluttershy. "Honestly, I understand the issue and I accept that there's no way you could have predicted my reaction, but your solution was wrong."

It burbles again, ending in a glug as Fluttershy places her hand against the mass of fluid.

"I'm not going to do that. I'm not a cruel pony. And I'm certainly not going to kill your kids because of your actions. What kind of monster do you think I am?"

No response.

"Oh, and while I'm still angry about you laying eggs inside of me, I should still thank you for healing my wing. That feels much better, now."

The slime creature wiggles and groans.

"I'm glad to hear that." She takes a deep breath. "I can help with that feeling, too."

The slime deforms into a small hook, almost like a question mark, but all in one mass and backwards.

"If you really want to make it easier for me to forgive your actions, you can help me out of this well."

The tendril wraps around her waist again and pulls her offscreen.

"Wait, wait!" she urges. "I need my camera, too!"

There's a pause.

"It's that black thing where the light's coming from. It was sent down here because it contained a built-in flashlight."

Suddenly, the camera is turned to the side and dragged over to where Fluttershy is, and even after it's released, the right half of the image is distorted and blurry, having been smeared with goo.

"Thank you. Now, I just need to make it to the stone. I should be able to climb up from there."

The slime moves quickly to the middle of the pond and then shoots up the well, jiggling Fluttershy back and forth as her tits shake in front of the camera, sticky strands of goo stretching between them, as well as anywhere else where she may have touched her own skin. It's a very fast trip up to the surface, where she's deposited safely in the grass with her camera.

"Thank you!" she calls, turning back to the well and shouting down as the slime retreats back to its lair.

As she turns around, Twilight is just now running up with the rope, having come up over the hill. "Oh. You're out already?"

The camera nods just a bit. "I had a little bit of help from a creature that was living down there."

"What happened to your clothes?"

"The creature that saved me emits an acid that consumes dead organic tissue like cotton, linen and wool. It also removed any dead skin I may have had, like an exfoliating seaweed wrap. I do need a shower, though, before I can put on any clothes, or else, it's just going to eat through them..."