Guys Like Sex, Right?

Mr. and Mrs. Shy stepped off the train, and each drew a deep breath. "Well, we're here!" pronounced Mr. Shy as he looked around Ponyville Station. He could see the long main street of the Town stretching before him, which was filled with ponies bustling back and forth on their own business and the various shops and other points of interest. Then he turned to his family and smiled. "This Town is gonna be a success for us; I can just feel it!" he grinned. Picking up their suitcases, he hurried to find them a taxi while his wife looked around for their daughter.

Mrs. Shy frowned as she spotted her, still sitting on the bench at the back of the train car, practically curled up into a ball. She scowled and raised her voice. "Fluttershy! We're leaving, sweetie!" Her daughter jumped, snapped her head in her mother's direction, then stumbled to her feet. She grabbed her one small suitcase, then bounced and jiggled up to her parent.

"S...sorry, Mom! I wasn't paying a...attention..." she stammered. Her mother simply rolled her eyes and led the way to the waiting taxi. All around them, they were being bombarded by the lascivious, hungry stares of practically every stallion within the area, which caused Mrs. Shy to quietly smile to herself, but her oblivious daughter took no notice, only trying to keep up with her parents and get out of sight as soon as possible.

Mrs. Shy's massive tits bounced up in her face as she sat down in the cab, while Fluttershy sat next to her, and her Dad gave the driver directions to their new home. They soon arrived, and Fluttershy was the first to exit, and waited impatiently with her head down by the door until her father unlocked it. Once he did, she ran inside, up the stairs, and to her room, then shut her door. Her parents exchanged the same worried, tired look, paid the driver, then took their belongings and settled in.

The next day, determined to break her out of her overt shyness, her mother announced at breakfast that she was going out shopping and that Fluttershy was going to accompany her. Her eyes grew wide at this news, and she shook her head, but her mother remained steadfast. "You're too old to stay shut up in the house all day, honey," Posey said gently. "It's time you spent some time out among others and possibly make some friends!"

Ned added, "That's one of the main reasons we moved to this Town: we don't want to see our little filly stay an introvert all her life, sweetie. So your mother is right: go out with her and meet someponies." Fluttershy looked from one to the other and, seeing they'd made up their minds, dropped her eyes and nodded. "Excellent!" her father exclaimed as he rose from his place to put his dishes in the sink. "I'll see you two soon; have a good time!"

Fluttershy was absolutely miserable! All the while they were out, she kept her head down and close to her mother, only responding with the quietest "...hello..." when prompted by her whenever they met somepony while shopping, but otherwise remaining red-faced and silent.

Until they reached the apple vendor.

Her mother was chatting away with the proprietor, deciding over the best apples to take home with them, when Fluttershy happened to look up. And freeze. And gasp. There, standing behind a blonde mare talking to her mother, was the biggest, most muscular, rugged, HUNKIEST stallion she'd ever laid eyes on! Each of his arms looked like they could snap a fully-grown tree in half, his shoulders so wide she didn't know how he could fit through doors, and he was at least a foot taller than her! To make matters worse, something started happening to her body she'd never felt before: her nipples became hard and sensitive, her breathing deepened, and she clenched her thighs together as a strange...tingling started in her secret area! She was so enraptured it took a few tries before her mother could claim her attention.

"Fluttershy? Fluttershy! I'm talking to you!"

She jumped and tore her eyes away with a mighty effort. "Oh! Yes, Mom? What is it?"

Mrs. Shy raised an eyebrow and said, "I was asking you which apples would you like?" All three ponies were watching her, but she only had eyes for the stallion.

"I...I'd like...the...BIG...red...one..." she said dreamily.

Posey stared at her daughter, then looked back at the stallion with a knowing smile. "Well...yes...I can see that! But I was actually talking about the fruit, sweetie!" The blonde, however, had a scowl on her face that was threatening to turn into a thunderstorm! She quickly bagged up the Shy's purchases and shoved them into Posey's hands.

"Will that be all, Ma'am?" she asked through clenched teeth.

Mrs. Shy had to take a step back from the force of the shove, then responded with a "sweet" smile of her own. "Yes, thank you, Miss, that's very kind of you..." Taking her daughter by the arm, she turned her back on the apple stand and hurried her away. Fluttershy looked over her shoulder at the stallion as she was being marched off, only to see him staring back at her with an unreadable expression.

For the first time in her life, she wished she wasn't wearing such matronly clothes...

"Fluttershy likes a stallion!" was the first thing Mrs. Shy announced no sooner than she came through the door.

"MOM!!" Fluttershy yelled, as her cheeks went burning red. "I do NOT!!"

Ned set his cloud jar down and grinned. "Thank Celestia! I knew moving here was a great idea!" He beamed at his daughter. "Who is it?"

"Nopony!" she yelled, then made for the stairs. "You two are embarrassing me!" She took the steps two at a time until she reached the top, sprinted to her room, then shut and locked the door. She was so keyed up she was still pacing around and around her room when there was a gentle knock ten minutes later. "Go away!"

"Honey? I just want to talk to you. Let me in...please?"

Fluttershy picked up one of her stuffed animals and pitched it at the door. It landed with a soft >squeak!< as she said, "There's nothing to talk about, Mom..."

"Not even how to get that stallion's attention?" At this, she stopped and considered. She knew she had zero experience with guys, so she had no idea how to approach him. Maybe...maybe her mother...could help? Slowly, she went to the door, unlocked it, and opened it a crack. She peeked out at her mother.

"How can you help me?" Her mother smiled.

"More than you'd think!"