You Will Never Share an Intimate Moment with Fluttershy

You sit back on the small sofa and watch the yellow pegasus make a final wrap around the splint across your leg. She pulls with her teeth to sever the medical tape, and runs a hoof across to ensure that it’s secure around your limb, but still loose enough to allow proper circulation. “Does that feel okay?” she asks anxiously. “I think it should be fine, but I’ve never worked on a leg like yours before. If you need me to do it again, I can!” You shake your head and tell her it feels just fine, and she offers you a timid smile. You turn your head to Twilight, and see she has a look of disappointment on her face.

“Oh, this is awful.” She wails, seeing you splayed out on Fluttershy’s sofa with your injury. “Are you sure that you can’t put any weight on that foot?”

“I don’t think he should.” Fluttershy replies in your place. “From what I could feel, it’s not broken, but seeing how he hit the ground so hard and how bruised his skin looked, I’m sure he twisted it. He needs to stay off of it for at least a day, especially if you two are going… into the forest.” Fluttershy winces as she says the last word.

“She’s right.” Twilight admits disappointedly. “Me and my friends have ventured into the Everfree Forest plenty of times, and we know how to take care of ourselves. But you have no idea what’s in there, and if we had to make a run for it, you’d be helpless if you’re still in a splint.” You wave your hand and tell her that it’s not a big deal; you’re in no hurry to get back home. You’re fine to wait until tomorrow to try again. “Alright, I suppose it’s for the best. Fluttershy, anything I can do to help?”

Fluttershy closes her eyes and nods. “Thank you Twilight, but I think I have everything I need here.”

“Well then, I guess I’m headed back to the library then. I can at least try to research more on other world occurrences in the meantime. See you tomorrow!” She flashes a smile and turns toward the door as you wave goodbye to her. Once the unicorn is gone, Fluttershy turns back to you, her silky pink mane swishing a bit as she turns.

“Um, are you comfortable there?” she asks timidly. You’re about to tell her you’re fine, when she lifts off of the ground, her yellow wings keeping her aloft in the air. “Oh, let me get you a pillow. You need proper support if you’re going to be lying there for today.” Fluttershy darts out of your sight and you feel your head being pushed up, a soft pillow being placed underneath you. You lay your head back and revel in the cushion against the arm of the sofa. “Hm, but what if you get cold? I should get you a blanket!” before you can object, again she flies away. You look up a few seconds later and see a small pink sheet being draped over your body. The fabric feels nice and smooth against your skin, but you think to yourself that at this point in the day it feels a bit toasty. “You look thirsty. Would you like me to make you some tea?” You open your mouth to tell her that you’re fine, and then roll your eyes as she scampers off. She returns quickly with a cup of hot tea and a lemon wedge, surprising you with how quick she was at preparing that. “Oh, you look like you could use some-!”

You toss up your hand and call her name out, stopping her in her tracks as she’s about to leave again. You explain that she doesn’t need to go to any more trouble for you; you’re okay the way you are. Fluttershy grins nervously. “R-right… sorry.” She sits on her haunches and looks to you. “I just feel guilty about how this happened. My Angel is the one who pushed you off of my bridge. That means it’s my fault you can’t go into the forest today.” You shake your head and tell her that you’re not surprised that he saw you as a threat. You remind her about when she first saw you in Twilight’s library, and that your appearance alone was enough to make her shriek, and dart up the stairs to Twilight’s bedroom. For a pegasus who claims to be a weak flyer, she can move through the air pretty fast when she’s scared. A grimace appears on her face as she remembers. You tell her that you don’t blame her in the slightest. “Thank you. In any case, Angel is taking a time out in my room for now, so he won’t be bothering you while you’re here.” Fluttershy offers you a reassuring smile as you reach down and take a sip of the tea she prepared for you. “I’ll check on you in a little while. It’s time for me to feed my friends.”

Fluttershy steps away from you and stands on the rug at the center of the room. She clicks her tongue softly, and a crowd of squirrels and mice, scurry from the corners and walls of her cottage towards her, along with a flock of colorful birds who swoop from their houses above the floor. They all eagerly look up at her as she greets them. Fluttershy holds a hoof out towards them, instructing them to wait as she prepares their food. In a few minutes, the pegasus has arranged several different bowls in various spots across the floor, and placed a helping of birdseed or nuts and acorns in each, as well as a bowl of chopped carrots. The animals hurriedly scamper across the floor, eager to dive in and devour their meals.

“Ahem.” Fluttershy clears her throat, and every animal stops dead in its tracks before diving in to their feed. They all turn their heads and look at Fluttershy, their gaze unmoving from her. Her green-blue eyes scan the room and confirm that all of the animals are fixated on her. She smiles politely and nods her head, and the animals quickly proceed to feed on their meals. With her animal friends eating, Fluttershy steps into her kitchen and emerges a moment later with a small bowl of lettuce, cabbage and carrots on her back and cradled by her outstretched wings. “I’m taking this up to Angel. After he eats, I might bring him back downstairs if he can behave himself.” She explains, before travelling up the stairs to her room.

After a few minutes, you feel something crawling up your leg, the one that isn’t in a cast. You look down and see a tiny squirrel moving across your leg on all fours. When you look down at her, she sits back on her haunches to stare back at you, tilting her head in curiosity. You offer a smile and wave to her slightly. The squirrel scampers up your leg a bit, its nose twitching as she looks at you, possibly trying to figure out what you are. You’re surprised at how brave this little creature is, and wonder if you might be able to touch it. You gingerly reach a finger out, mere inches away from its fuzzy head. Suddenly, a much larger squirrel scurries across the top of the couch and jumps down to snatch the smaller rodent up in her teeth by the neck, carrying her away from you. Apparently, her mother thinks you’re a threat, and doesn’t want her child playing around with some strange creature.

Fluttershy returns as you see the squirrels disappear, most of the animals in the room finished with their meal or licking their bowls of any crumbs that might be left. The bowl on her back is gone, and Angel doesn’t seem to be near her.

“Um, Angel was so unhappy with being in time out that he decided to throw my books across the room. So… he’s going to eat upstairs by himself, and probably spend the rest of the night up there.” Fluttershy smiles uncomfortably, obviously not liking to punish her closest companion so. Fluttershy sits on her rump and breaths out, a bit of fatigue catching up with her from taking care of you and her animals. “Are you sure that you’re okay there? You’re probably so bored all cooped up here in my cottage. Is there anything I can get to keep you occupied?”

You’re about to tell her not to worry when you take a good look at her. You notice that her mane has been strung out and lost its composure, most likely from all the running around she’s been doing in such a short time. You ask her if you can brush her mane for her.

“You… want to brush me?” She asks hesitantly. You nod, asking if that’s okay. “Oh, of course it’s okay. I just didn’t think that would be very interesting for you.” You assure her that it would be plenty entertaining to put such a pretty mane back to its proper state. “T-thank you.” She replies, her face turning red. She quickly runs back upstairs, a bit of a commotion and thumping against the walls coming from above, before she returns again with a brush in her mouth. You take the brush from her, and invite her to sit on your lap as you hoist yourself to sit upright. Fluttershy hesitantly brings her hoof across your leg, and steps up, swinging her backside around towards you. You politely turn your eyes up towards the ceiling, until you feel a bit of a weight on your lap. Once she’s settled, you look back down and run your palm across the top of her mane, patting it down against her back. You run the brush against her hair, letting the bristles gently move her mane from its frazzled state and back into its dignified swirl.

“Mm, thank you so much.” Fluttershy utters. You see her shoulders raise up a bit as you’re brushing her, and a large yawn escapes her throat. “Oh goodness. I didn’t realize how tired I was until just now.” You ask her if she wants to go to bed. “No no, it’s too early. I think I’m… okay… hmm” Fluttershy’s head begins to dip down, and you slow your strokes of the brush so that it’s merely hovering over her hair. Fluttershy’s front hooves begin to move down your thighs, and she crosses one over the other. She gives out another yawn before resting her chin on her legs. She hums a bit as you rub your hand across her mane, until she’s fast asleep. You feel your own eyes getting heavy as you’re petting the pegasus asleep on your legs. You’re not going anywhere for a while, so you lay the side of your head against the couch, letting yourself drift off for a nap.

You begin to feel a sort of pressure on your uncovered leg, stirring you from your sleep. It’s soft, but firm, and it’s also warm, and… a bit wet. Your eyes open softly and you blink a few times, your mind trying to focus and reboot from its sleep. You see the quiet state of the cottage and remember that you’re here in Equestria, trying to find a way back home (or just looking for the possibility, you still haven’t decided if you want to go back or not). You’re here in Fluttershy’s cottage after you took a rather nasty fall- Fluttershy… where is Fluttershy again? You feel another push against your leg and receive your answer. Fluttershy is still asleep against your leg, her head on its side and lying against your leg. Her legs are wrapped tightly around your own. Her lower back seems to be stirring a bit slowly, grinding against your leg. You can see from her lifted tail that her yellow vaginal lips are flexing and slightly damp as she presses against you. There’s a sweet but strong smell hanging in the air, most likely the aroma her body is creating in its aroused state. You can feel a growing tightness down below your waist as your erection swells and presses against your restrictive pants. Fluttershy hums as she sleeps, still unintelligibly rubbing herself against you. You gulp and move your hand to her back, hesitantly tapping her as you whisper her name. Her yellow ears flick, but she remains asleep. You clear your throat and call her again, raising your volume a bit. Her face tightens as you poke her and talk to her, and she lets out a yawn as she picks herself up and stretches her head out. She looks back at you with a smile and her eyes half open, until she looks down at your legs and sees a wet spot on your thigh.

“Eep!” Fluttershy’s eyes flash open and her expression turns to one of horror. She jumps into the air, her wings keeping her afloat as she holds her hooves to her face and looks back at you, her hindlegs squeezed together tight. She zips out of the room. Before you can call out to her, she’s back with a towel and padding the spot where she left her secretions on you. “I am so so sorry!” she wails, keeping the towel pressed against your leg, her cheeks beet red and her eyes frantic with worry. “I don’t know what came over me! I don’t even know what I was dreaming about, it- it must have been very lewd. I just felt so comfy and toasty, my body must have just… I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry!”

You shake your head and tell her that it’s okay, and these things happen to everyone. Fluttershy hangs her head, her eyes darting to and from you as she’s struggling with her composure. “I don’t like to admit it to anypony, but I have a lot of pent up urges. And I can never act on them, because it’s so hard for me to talk to anypony else. My friends always tell me I’m pretty, and I knew I was after I spent some time modeling, but… there’s still a part of me that thinks that I’m not good enough for anypony. That they’ll think I’m strange for asking anything of them” She leans her forehead against your leg and sighs in frustration. “No matter how hard I try, I just can’t be as assertive as I want to be.”

As you look upon her, you reach your hand out and run the back of your fingers against her smooth pink mane. She looks up at you again, and you offer her a warm smile. You say that if she’s going to become more assertive, she needs to put in some time to practice. “How would I do that?” she asks. You say that you’d be willing to let her practice on you. She should ask you for something, whatever is on her mind. “But, it’s… it’s embarrassing.” You reassure her that you would never make fun of her for something that was important, because she’s important to you as well. “O-okay… well.” Fluttershy clears her throat, sitting up as you take your hand away from her hair. She raises her head and puffs her chest out a bit as she looks at you with her eyebrows furrowed.

“Will you… um…” Fluttershy pulls her head down again, her forelegs stirring as she searches for the words. “Would you… hold me?”

You fight the urge to chuckle at how adorable her timid nature is. She’s trying hard, and you need to be encouraging. You nod politely and pat your chest, beckoning her. Fluttershy steps towards you delicately, lifting her foreleg up on your chest. You reach down and lift under her, pulling her up the sofa and onto your lap. You gingerly hold her back against your chest, with your arm against her yellow coat and underneath her forelegs. Fluttershy rests her head underneath your chin, enjoying your embrace as you run your thumb across the top of her foreleg.

“If you don’t mind…” she begins hesitantly. “Do you think you could… rub my tummy?” You draw your open hand across her leg and down her front, rubbing your palm against the soft fur of her yellow coat. You hear her coo while you brush her, keeping your hand just between her chest and her stomach. Her right hindleg raises a bit in the air and twitches.

“Mm… um, could you go lower, if you don’t mind?” She asks as you stroke her. You gradually trek your hand downwards, feeling an elevation with the peak of her slightly round belly. You hear her giggle as she raises her forelegs up to her mouth in glee. “Um… lower… please.” Your hand ventures further down, sliding across a part of her body with much less hair than the rest of her. You feel smooth flesh as your hand brushes against two mounds on either side, eliciting a sudden gasp from Fluttershy. Realizing those must have been her teats, you quickly apologize.

“Oh no, it’s fine.” Fluttershy says enthusiastically. “I don’t mind you touching them-“ Fluttershy’s eyes widen as she processes what just escaped her mouth. You smile and humorously say that you couldn’t hear her. You ask her to repeat herself, while your finger runs teasingly up and down her belly, between those two soft mounds. “I…” Fluttershy clears her throat softly, her yellow wings beginning to twitch outwards a bit. “I w-want you to hold them… my, um, t-tits. Get a nice big ho- handful.” Your finger traces the round orb of flesh on her right, and proceeds to run up the surface, seeking out her nipple. You feel your finger brush across its rigid surface, and you position your hand so your palm is facing downwards, centered over her nipple. Your fingers lope around her breast, and you constrict your hand to give her a firm grope.

“Mmm…” Fluttershy’s voice rises in pitch as she hums, and her wings push out, the one on her right a bit pushed up against the back of the sofa. You release your grip, and run your thumb and index finger up her flesh, working them around her nipple and tweaking it a bit. “Ahh! Mm! Ooh…” Fluttershy turns her head and lies against your chest as she writhes against your body. You look downwards and see her tilt her head up. She extends her tongue and begins to lap at your chin, her eyes glazed in ecstasy. Her soft wet tongue against your skin makes your body heat rise, along with the swelling mass in your pants. Your hand treks upwards again, rubbing against her tummy to let the rising tension in her body reach a nice medium. You pull your hand back down and tend to her teats again, and she pants lustfully against your face.

“Nngh… you should go lower.” She says to you in a seductive whisper. Before you can move it yourself, you feel her hoof move along the top of your hand and guide you downwards. You find your hand being pressed in between the warmth of her hindlegs. She closes her legs around your arm, snuggling your touch against her wet pulsing lips as she beams up at you and bats her eyelashes. “Mm… y-you’re liking this, aren’t you…?” she asks, forcing some sensuality in her tone. “You like putting your hand against my, um, pussy?” You disguise the fact that you’re biting your tongue to keep from laughing by flashing an admiring grin. You curl your fingers inwards, tickling against her wet flesh. “Mmmm!” she purrs, turning her head back up, and leaning back against you. You can feel her squirming in your lap as you stroke her pulsing lips up and down, driving her crazy. You work to keep your unoccupied arm wrapped around her chest and over her outstretched wing. You lean your head down and nibble at her ear, just as you slip your fingers into her soaking passage, moving them smoothly in and out of her. “Ahhh! Ohh, ohhh!” Fluttershy raises her hips up a moment, pushing her waist towards the ceiling as she revels in your touch. Your arm around her chest holds her close, coaxing her back down as her body trembles all the while. Her eyes are shut tight as her lips tremble. You can only imagine how much pressure her body has built up at this point. You slip your fingers out of her and trace them upwards a bit. It doesn’t take long for you to locate her clitoris, pulsing wildly as she’s slipping closer and closer to her climax. You run the flat of your two fingers against her large nub, tickling the surface and then pressing it firmly against her body. As you press against her, you feel Fluttershy’s body tense up and press back against you with great force.

“Ahhh… ahh, ah-ah-ah… eeeep~” Your heart melts as you hear an adorable squeal escape Fluttershy’s throat. You release her clitoris and move your fingers down to the sides of her passage, spreading her lips open just as she hits her orgasm. You can see from between her legs a clear fluid jetting out and hitting the other side of the couch as she moans, her legs shaking wildly following her discharge. “Ohhh… mmm…” Fluttershy leans her head back and writhes against your chest, riding out the overwhelming sensation her orgasm has given her. You move your wet fingers away from her soaking lips and up the sides of her barrel. The pegasus struggles to pick herself up, shaking as she turns herself over so her chest is above yours. She places her forelegs on your shoulders and moves her face in to kiss you on the lips. Your hand rests on her back, which arches a bit, then lowers so that she’s properly resting on top of you. You continue to pat her body, as she’s still trembling a bit. She pulls her head back from the kiss and rubs her nose sweetly against yours.

“Oh my goodness!” she says blissfully. “I’ve never had one that strong before. Mm… my whole body’s so sensitive right now~” You grin and run your finger across her wings, which had just begun to contract back to her body. Fluttershy’s form convulses as she giggles, and her wings go rigid once again. She begins to rub the side of her head against your chest, purring as you rub your hands against her shoulders and make her swoon.

“Oooh…gosh, it felt so good!” Fluttershy repeats. You see her squeeze her hindlegs together as she writhes on top of you. You stroke her mane near her ear, and ask in a whisper if she would like another one, if she enjoyed it so much? Her mouth opens wide in excitement. “Are- are you sure you don’t mind??” she asks overjoyed. You tell her of course not; that it’s the least you could do in return for her being so hospitable to you. “Okay! But, let’s do something differently this time.” Fluttershy picks herself up off of your body, her legs still shaking slightly, and turns herself around. You take in an eyeful of her rump, her yellow mare lips still soaked in the evidence of her recent orgasm. You feel a bit of a tug on the front of your jeans as you hear a small clink, followed by the sound of your zipper being pulled down over your swelling erection. Fluttershy releases the zipper from her teeth once its reached the bottom of your pants. Her hoof pokes at your length, pushing aside the opening in your underwear until your erection breaks free and pulses hard, being able to finally breathe outside of its humid confines. “There we go. I could feel you poking up against my leg the whole time. Now I want to help give you that same wonderful feeling you gave me. Doesn’t that sound nice?” she asks, looking back at you and giving her butt a wiggle in your face. She turns herself back around to face you, her hooves lightly prancing across your body, until her lower body hovers over your length. Biting her bottom lip, she gingerly lowers herself down, and you feel her wet passage rub against the head of your mass before it quickly jumps back up. “Ooh!” she squeals, tilting her head back. “S-sorry, I’m just… still so sensitive… and a bit nervous. I’ve never had a real penis in me before.” She admits with her cheeks flushing. You reach up and touch her ear, rubbing your thumb against it while you reassure her that she can take her time. She breathes deeply and lowers herself again. Your head pokes against her wet lips, but this time Fluttershy’s face tightens up as she wills herself to stay there. Her body seems to be locking up as she struggles, but in a few seconds she manages to push herself down, her lips slipping over and taking in just the head of your shaft. “Eep!” she shrieks as she takes you in, her eyes wide with shock. You whisper not to worry, that she’s okay. She looks down into your eyes while you slip your palm down her face and caress under her chin. “Nnnngh…” she moans as she slides her lips over your cock, her wings slowly pushing themselves outwards as she descends. Her moist flesh sends out a ripple of excitement through your body, until you bottom out inside of her.

“It-i-i-it’s inside…” she murmurs, an elated smile coming over her face, her eyes wide and shimmering with excitement. “Oh my goodness, it feels so… so nice… hmmm!” Fluttershy shimmies her hips from side to side, trying to get your throbbing erection to probe the inside of her caverns more. You slip your hand around her foreleg, and gently pull her towards you until she has her chest pressed up against yours. With your shaft still enveloped by her pussy, you press your mouth against hers in a tender kiss, which she timidly returns. With your mouths still connected, you feel her face lean to the side as her tiny tongue pokes into your mouth. You open up and let your tongue push until both of your tongues are consorting, exploring, and nearly joining each other in passion. You can feel Fluttershy arching as she’s reveling in the tension building from her stuffed marehood. You want so badly to thrust into her, but you’re getting a strange high from holding her against you and reveling in her excited warmth. As you’re kissing her, you draw your hand around her back, running your fingernails along her yellow coat until you reach just above her pink tail. You feel her entire body shiver as you’re touching her.

Fluttershy eventually breaks the kiss and pushes herself up into a sitting position, placing her forelegs on top of your chest. She closes her eyes and begins to slowly pull her hips up. The feeling of her wet labia constricting against your skin and pulling up drives you wild as you struggle not to let your excitement overwhelm you. She manages to pull up just before your head is exposed, then pushes herself back down to your hips, quick enough to evoke a wet smack against your skin. “Mmm… oh… ooh!” Fluttershy moans as she slowly moves up and down your length, stopping when she reaches the base and wiggling to revel in sensation of having your cock fill her up completely.

“Hee hee” Fluttershy begins to giggle a bit as she moves her hips. “S-sorry, I’m not laughing. It just… it feels so good, i-it really tickles. Mmm!” Fluttershy smiles sweetly, her forelegs raised against her chest submissively and her lips shut tight trying not to laugh. The sight of her over you like that sends out a pulse through your body. She’s so adorable your heart can barely take it, much less your tingling cock inside of her. You lean your head back, trying in vain to stave off your coming climax, until you feel the rush push from your testicles and past the head. You feel the warmth around your length increase as your milky seed fills her up completely, overcoming your own flesh as well while your hips buck up inside of her.

“Ahhhh! Oh, I can feel it! Oooh, it’s so warm, and-and ahhhh~!” Fluttershy closes her eyes and leans her head back. With her mouth wide open she moans out, her entire body shaking. You reach up and run your fingers along her tummy, just before she seizes and her pussy constricts around you, squeezing whatever droplets of cum might still be inside. With a final cry, a wave of fluid surrounds your girth, mixing in with the stickiness of your semen inside of her. Fluttershy’s forelegs are struggling to keep herself up, until you put your hands underneath her and help guide her down, so her head is laying against your chest. She’s still breathing heavily through her nostrils as you rub her cheek, your deflating length still tucked up inside her folds. Her wings are still out, but quickly shrinking back to her sides as she nuzzles against your chest. You put your mouth above her head and whisper that you love her before placing a kiss on her pink mane.

“You too.” She replies, before taking a final breath and falling asleep against your chest.

Author's Note

Thanks so much for being patient with me on this guys. I really enjoy that people are still following this story, and I'm thrilled that I finally have the mane six closed out! When I first decided to do Pinkie Pie's story, I had originally planned to do the mane six and then have that be the end of it, but I think now would be a great time to open the door to pretty much any character now. If I get a lot of requests for a character, I might be pushed into getting it done, so let me know in the comments who you'd like to see! Either suggest a character, or upvote someone else who suggested who you want, either way is fine. Love you guys!