Monster Mares

"If the Maredragora spots a possible victim, she will approach her cautiously with no malicious intent. Being a weak creature and very timid, they will confront them with a friendly demeanor at first, trying to bond with the stranger in hopes of getting closer." - The Equestrian Explorer's Encyclopedia of the Equine-Monstrum

A clump of leaves shook, and Fluttershy squealed, running behind a tree. She crouched down and put her hooves over her eyes, trying to make herself as small as possible. Back home, a rustling bush would have been greeted with curiosity and welcome, as Fluttershy loved all the gentle creatures that lived around her. Here in the gloomy half-dark of the Everfree Forest, however, she was more likely to meet a terrifying cockatrice or murderous mantacore than a bunny looking for love. It wasn't that she was scared of the animals in the Everfree. It was just that some of the animals were so... scary.

After a minute of hiding had gone by and Fluttershy remained undevoured, she cautiously opened her eyes and chanced a look around. The foliage in this part of the forest was thick. The heavy branches arching overhead blocked out most of the light, and the carpet of moss, ferns, and other plant life hid the dirt floor entirely from view. She couldn't see more than a dozen yards in any direction for the press of trees, and she counted herself lucky that someone had made a path to Zecora's hut. Fluttershy felt quite sure she would never have been able to find it otherwise.

Thinking about Zecora's hut reminded her, her friends was waiting for her! Fluttershy steeled her courage, then stood up and strode confidently back onto the path. She picked up her saddlebags from where she had dropped them and slung them over her back. Twilight had scheduled this weeks in advance, and she was already late for their tea. Fluttershy smiled, imaging how Twilight must even now be double- and triple-checking her calendar to make sure she had the right day, and that Fluttershy had indeed been invited. Ready to move now, Fluttershy faced in the direction of Zecora's home and took a step -

And then stopped. She turned slowly towards the edge of the trail. Nothing but a bush, a few broad leaves, and beautiful pink flower. Staring hard at the forest, Fluttershy scratched her chin and muttered, "I could have sworn I saw..." She scanned again, leaning closer - but not too close! The flower was wide, a rosy color that darkened towards the center. The pistil was pale yellow, and quivered in the still air of the forest. There was nothing else, no monster that threatened to jump out at her.

Satisfied with her safety, Fluttershy giggled. "You really have to stop being such a scaredy-pony," she said to herself, and she inhaled deeply to smell the flower. It was a pleasant scent, earthy, yes, but also reminiscent of the perfumes Rarity liked to wear. Fluttershy closed her eyes as she exhaled, letting the smell relax her. There wasn't anything here to scare her. She needed to be more confident, just like Pinkie Pie always said.

She opened her eyes and was immediately met with a pair of purple ones. "Aaah!" she screamed, skittering backwards, her wings snapping shut in fright. Her saddlebags fell to the ground and burst open, spilling apples all over. The purple eyes, which were set in a round, pale-green face, opened wide in fright, and the pony whipped around and began to flee. A pony, Fluttershy thought, and then she said, "Wait!" The pony stopped and slowly turned back towards her.

Now that she could see all of it, Fluttershy wasn't sure if it was a pony at all. The flower she had admired was situated on top of the creature's head, with a crown of dark green leaves around it. Its tail was a single long leaf, and several of what seemed to be roots were wrapped around its legs and barrel. Its coat was a pale green-yellow, like sunlight through the trees. It was tensed, and looked ready to spring away at the slightest hint of danger. Just like me.

"It's okay," Fluttershy said. She softened her voice, using the same one as she did when speaking to newborn bunnies. Maybe this wasn't a pony, but it certainly wasn't a monster either. It was just scared. She searched the ground and picked up one of the apples that had fallen out of her saddlebag. Holding it out, Fluttershy said, "Are you hungry?" The creature didn't move. Fluttershy smiled and put the apple on the ground. "You can come and get it, if you want." She backed away, to give the animal some space.

It stepped forward cautiously, coming out of the foliage and onto the trail proper. It was a little smaller than Fluttershy, she saw, and had several protrusions along its legs like thorns, though they didn't look sharp. "That's it, I'm not going to hurt you." Fluttershy stared at it as it bent its head down to sniff at the apple. She had never seen or heard of anything like it, and she'd lived by the Everfree Forest for a long time. It wrinkled its muzzle at the apple, then pushed it back to Fluttershy with its nose.

"Oh, you don't like apples? That's okay." She took the apple back. "Would you like something else to eat? I might have some lettuce or something..." Pulling her saddlebags towards her, Fluttershy opened them and began to root around for something else to tempt the strange being with. It took another step, and another, coming closer to Fluttershy. The pegasus remained motionless, not wanting to frighten the poor thing. It seemed so pony-like, with a round face and curved body that would have been perfectly natural on a mare back in Ponyville, but its mane and tail were decidedly floral in nature. It was quite strange.

Finally, after several timid steps, the leafy creature was almost touching her. It opened its mouth and, in a breathy voice even quieter then Fluttershy's own, said, "Ah, ah."

"Can... Can you understand me?" Fluttershy asked.

"Ah, ah," it repeated, nodding. Its violet eyes glimmered.

"Are you hungry?"

"Ah, ah."

"Okay... Let me see if I can find you something else." She was about to start looking through her bag again when the creature bumped its nose into her cheek. "Oh!" Fluttershy exclaimed, pulling back in surprise. It was sitting down now, staring up at her with those wide, violet eyes.

"Ah, ah!" it said, a little more insistently this time.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what you want."

Fluttershy sniffed the air, scrunching her nose as something tickled it. There was a funny smell coming from somewhere. The Everfree Forest was full of many plants and animals that all gave off their own particular scents, but they were usually musky, or bitter. This was sweet, and fruity. "Is that you?" Fluttershy said to her new acquaintance.

"Ah, ah!" It bowed its head down, avoiding Fluttershy's gaze, so Fluttershy was looking instead inside of the flower. The smell was stronger, as though it were coming from in there. She breathed in deeply.

And started coughing. Instead of the pleasant aroma from before, she suddenly had a lungful of a thick, pungent odor that clung to her throat like a cloud. It was the same floral scent, but multiplied a thousand times stronger. It burned her nose, and she sneezed violently, barely covering her face with a hoof to keep from spraying all over her companion. "Oh!" she said, sputtering. "I'm so - achoo! - sorry!" She wiped her nose vigorously until the feeling subsided. "I don't know what came over me. I'm not usually allergic to flowers."

"Ah."

"I don't know what to feed you," Fluttershy said, packing her things away, "but if you come with me, maybe my friends will know. Would you like that?" The air was heavy, hot, on the forest floor. It was nearing noon on a summer day, and there was no wind to cool her off down here. Sweat beads formed on her forehead and her back, and she shifted uncomfortably as she felt them roll down her sides. A nice cup of iced tea would be wonderful right now, Fluttershy thought, and she stood up to put her saddlebags back on again. Her back legs were stiff, and as she stretched them out, she could feel the heat building in her neck, in her chest, in her- "Oh dear," she said.

Even years after entering adulthood, the feeling was still strange and foreign. Fluttershy recognized it well enough, the signs of that seasonal intruder on her quiet life, the harbinger of several days spent inside, hiding from everypony and everything. She wasn't just hot, she was in heat.

What am I going to do? she thought. The plant-pony was watching her intently, its head cocked at an angle. I wasn't supposed to start again until the end of the summer. I can't go to Zecora's like this... Blood was pumping in her ears, and she could feel her nether region beginning to slicken. She squeezed her hind legs together, trying to clamp down the sensations coming from back there, but the movement only aggravated the problem.

"Ah, ah."

"I'm sorry," Fluttershy said, her voice half a moan. "I have to go." She didn't want to abandon it, but she couldn't very well stay the way she was feeling. She flapped her wings and tried to lift off the ground, but both limbs were rigid with the increased blood flow, and she went nowhere. Her legs were wooden and unresponsive, and a step forward only drove her to her knees as desire raged inside her. Unable to flee and in complete confusion about her situation, Fluttershy simply curled up into a ball and closed her eyes to wait for the urges to pass. She whimpered, wondering what strange beasts would try to eat her while she was like this, but there was little else she could do.

A furry touch was at her cheek. It nuzzled her, prodding her gently with the tip of its nose. Fluttershy's cheeks burned like fire as she blushed. The creature's slightest touch had put a dozen shameful thoughts in her head, each more perverted than the last. "Go," she managed to squeeze out as her muscles tensed, her marehood clenching in anticipation. She could feel herself winking, the small button of her clitoris displaying itself for anypony to see. Fluttershy curled up even tighter, wishing a hole would open up in the ground and swallow her completely.

"Ah, ah." Something wet and firm ran from the base of her slit to her clit. Fluttershy shrieked and her eyes flew open. The plant-pony had slipped around behind her and was crouched down, its face buried between Fluttershy's haunches. At the noise, it lifted its head and stared at her. Fluttershy's juices dripped from its tongue, which lolled languidly from its mouth.

"You can't... you shouldn't," Fluttershy began to say, but the single lick had enflamed Fluttershy's passion. She did not fight when her partner turned her on her back, nor when it spread her hind legs wide, exposing her lewd marehood to the forest. Without hesitation, the creature plunged back into Fluttershy's crotch, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the prostrate pegasus.

Whatever it was, it was certainly skilled in this. It ran its mouth along the inside of her thighs, planting kisses in the soft fur. As it neared the fiery center, it began adding small bites, nibbling on the skin just enough for Fluttershy to feel it. When it reached the wet hole, it stopped its caresses, waiting with its muzzle just inches away. Fluttershy whimpered, the plant-pony's breath chilling the exposed petals of the flower of her marehood. She reached down, blind instinct taking over as she tried to pull the creature towards her desire. It leaned back, just out of reach.

"Please..." she moaned, the word coming out in small gasps. "I... need you there."

The plant-pony licked delicately along the outer lips of her pussy, teasing Fluttershy with butterfly-light touches. Nectar leaked from Fluttershy's flower, tickling her puckered hole as it dripped down the crevice between her flanks. Her partner, noticing the fluids, licked from the base of her tail up to her clitoris. Fluttershy rewarded the gesture with even more mare cum and a high-pitched moan.

The creature grinned, then thrust the length of its tongue into Fluttershy's hole. Fluttershy gasped for breath as her entire world restricted to It writhed obscenely inside her, the organ rubbing against every part of Fluttershy's most intimate space. Its nose was bumping against her clit as well, and every movement sent another spike of pleasure rushing through her loins and up her spine. Something was building up inside her, the pressure of impending orgasm, clutched at the creature's head with her hooves, trying to keep it there, keep the pleasure flowing.

All at once the sensation stopped, as the plant-pony withdrew its tongue from Fluttershy's insides with a wet sucking noise. The creature pulled back and Fluttershy relaxed, breathing heavily as she stared up into the canopy. She groaned with disappointment. I was so close, she thought.

"Ah, ah." Fluttershy looked down her chest at her partner. It was sitting on its rear, mirroring Fluttershy with its hind legs spread wide. It had mare parts just like her own, with thin lips opening gently and oozing a clear fluid, small pert nipples on two mounds of flesh just above the crotch. She was beautiful.

Through the haze of arousal and desire, Fluttershy could sense that the plant-pony wanted something. "Do you want me to... lick you too?" Fluttershy asked. A blush spread to her already-red face at the question. Normally, she would never have been so bold, but her heat was doing strange things to her sense of propriety.

It shook its head. "Ah, ah," it said, shifting forward. Its leg touched Fluttershy's, the hot green fur rubbing the yellow, sweat from both animals mingling together.

"What do you- oh!" Fluttershy said, as the plant-pony closed the gap and made its intentions clear.

Deftly positioned so that its right leg was between Fluttershy's legs and its left was on the outside, the creature leaned back and jammed its crotch into Fluttershy's. The two marehoods mashed together, the juices from each mixing with a squelch. Fluttershy's head jerked back as the new pleasure overwhelmed her. Unable to think or move, Fluttershy lay helplessly as the plant-pony began to rock back and forth, thrusting its pussy against her with increasing speed.

Each thrust pushed some part against Fluttershy's clitoris - now scratchy fur, now soaking pussy lips - and Fluttershy was moaning endlessly. The dirt from the road was getting under the fur on her back, and she knew she must be filthy, but she was somehow unable to care or even give it a second thought. The pleasure was all she could think of now. She was not unfamiliar to the feeling of orgasm, having given in to her baser desires before, when trapped in her cottage with the heat and a particularly large carrot, but what was building in her loins now felt... different, more intense, more full, more... better!

The plant-pony was grunting, forcing itself against Fluttershy with more and more urgency as Fluttershy's flanks began to burn from the strain of holding her legs up in the air. The trees above her, the smell of earth and sweat, the entire world seemed to Fluttershy to reduce to the point of contact between them. All she could feel was the wonderful touch when the plant-pony pushed into her and the terrible absence when it pulled away. Then, a final thrust brought its hard clit crashing into hers, and a lightning storm of pleasure flew through Fluttershy's body. She screamed as a dam burst inside her, her juices spilling out wildly. Her whole body shuddered, legs flailing and her marehood clenching on emptiness.

When she regained her senses, Fluttershy felt gentle licks between her legs. She peeked down and saw her partner sucking up the fluids she had made. Her lower body was soaked in them, though the plant-pony was doing an admirable job in cleaning her. Fluttershy lay back, enjoying the tongue bath as her muscles loosened.

When she felt in control of her body again, she sat up. The creature was seated a little ways away, watching her. "Um... Thank you," Fluttershy said.

"Ah, ah." It stared at her, deep purple eyes unblinking.

"What kind of animal are you?" she asked. "Are you a pony?" It said nothing. Fluttershy lowered her gaze, which fell on her saddlebags. "Oh!" Fluttershy gasped, sitting straight up. "Twilight and Zecora are still waiting for me!" She stood up and put the bags over her back. "My friends are probably really worried about me. I need to get to them so they know I'm okay."

The plant-pony did nothing.

"Okay, then," Fluttershy said. "I really have to go, I'm sorry." She started to trot down the path to Zecora's, then stopped at the sound of hooves behind her. It was following her. "Did, did you want to come with me?" It nodded.

"Oh, um, all right, then. I guess Zecora and Twilight won't mind." The creature beamed brightly and nuzzled Fluttershy's side. Fluttershy wrinkled her nose at the feeling of stickiness that lingered on its snout. "Maybe we should wash up first, though."

***

Fluttershy pushed open the door to Zecora's hut. Wooden masks of all shapes and sizes hung from the walls, and a large cauldron bubbled in the center of the room. "We made it! We made it!" she called out, eager to put her friends' fears to rest. They were surely going crazy with worry, and Fluttershy felt terrible about scaring them like that. "I'm so sorry we're late."

"Oh, hi, Fluttershy." Twilight was sitting at a low table, holding a mug of tea. Zecora sat opposite her, also drinking from a wooden cup. "I didn't even notice you weren't here. Zecora was telling me about the magic from her homeland." Zecora waved and gestured for the pegasus to take a seat at the table. "It's good to see you again!" Twilight continued. "Who's your friend?"

The plant-pony, who Fluttershy had taken to calling 'Petal,' was crouched behind Fluttershy. "It's okay," Fluttershy said, cajoling the creature out of hiding. "They're not going to hurt you. Twilight and Zecora are my friends I told you about." Slowly, Petal revealed herself.

Twilight brightened at the prospect of introducing herself to a prospective friend, then frowned in confusion. "How did she do that to her hair?"

"Oh, that is her hair," Fluttershy said, but Zecora interrupted.

"Do not worry about her hair! This pony here is very rare. I speak the truth or my name is not Zecora - what you have found is a maredragora!"

Twilight and Fluttershy stared at Zecora nonplussed as Petal, grown more confident in her surroundings, began sniffing at a vase sitting against the wall. "A maredragora?" Twilight said. "What is that?"

"The maredragora is half-pony, half-plant. Don't ask me to explain how - I can't." Zecora walked to where Petal was standing and took her hoof. Petal shivered, but calmed when Zecora said, "Oh, pony deep in the Everfree residing, what caused you now to come out of hiding?"

Petal stiffened, her eyes opening wide, then dashed to Fluttershy's side, where she cowered, quaking silently. Fluttershy shushed her.

Zecora was silent in thought for a moment, then said, "The maredragora is of the most timid kind. You never see one unless they are so inclined. I would like to be enlightened as to what made this mare so frightened."

But Petal refused to give any hint to what had driven her out of the depths of the Everfree Forest, even when Fluttershy asked very quietly. Finally, the three gave up questioning her and returned to the table to drink tea. Petal did not have a cup, but contented herself with cuddling next to Fluttershy, her flower sending a soft, pleasant perfume over the group.

"I'll send a letter to Princess Celestia as soon as I get home," Twilight said. "I've never heard of a 'maredragora' before, but I'm sure the Princess has. We'll learn more about her, Fluttershy."

The pegasus nodded and smiled down at her new friend. The maredragora had fallen asleep, and was breathing softly, her leaves fluttering against her forehead. "There, there," she whispered, patting her. "Everything's going to be fine."