Sharing Kindness

by jdnehberefncuhn

Rating: mature
Tags: Sweetie Belle, Romance, Fluttershy, Sex, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 12490

Fluttershy knows there's more than one way to be kind, even ways that most ponies wouldn't like.

Fluttershy has always had her secrets hidden within her, but destiny turns to her favour this time.
This time she will be able to be happy making another pony happy, her way.

CONTAINS FOALCON IN CASE YOU HAVENT FIGURED IT OUT YET BY THE TAGS

Published 2013-02-22 15:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2014-09-18 14:53:09 UTC

1 - Once in a Lifetime

Chapter 1
Once in a Lifetime
Edited by Anonymous

It was another sunny day in Ponyville, no clouds in the sky, the wind caressing the grass blades. Fluttershy was cleaning her cottage after the mess a certain white fluffy bunny had caused.

"I'm sorry Angel, but the clerk said he didn't have any strawberry left. I couldn't make you the ice cream I promised, but these cookies are really tasty too."

Angel looked her in the eyes with a big frown on his face. He sighed and got off his chair, jumping in the direction of the front door. A click and clack could be heard as the bunny closed the door behind him. Fluttershy, a little disappointed she couldn't please her little friend, continued cleaning the floor.

Suddenly, there was a crash outside. Fluttershy quickly opened the door and looked around to see what had caused the disturbance, to find a pale white bunny frozen in place and two little fillies groaning on the ground behind a scooter.

"Oh goodness! Are you alright?" Fluttershy asked with concern.

The orange pegasus picked herself up from the dirt. "Ugh...we're fine," said Scootaloo. Fluttershy's relief at hearing this didn't last long, though, when she saw that the small white pony sitting beside Scootaloo was looking at her left hoof with an expression of pain on her face.

"Sweetie Belle, are you alright?" asked Fluttershy.

"Ouch ouch ouch...I think I hurt my hoof when we fell!" whimpered Sweetie Belle, while trying to position her front leg in a way that wouldn't hurt. Little tears started to appear at the corner of her eyes.

Fluttershy rushed to her side. "Let me see your hoof." Using her experience she'd gotten from tending countless hurt animals, she inspected it carefully. "I think you sprained your ankle, look how swollen it is. Scootaloo, could you help me get her inside?"

Carefully, they helped her get inside and onto the couch. "Just rest here, I'll be back in a second," said Fluttershy. She ran to the kitchen, and brought back some ice and bandages. After a few minutes, Sweetie Belle's ankle was tightly wrapped and immobilised, resting with a bag of ice on top of it.

"You will have to stay here a little while, until the swelling goes down. It doesn't look too serious, but try not to move it."

"It's not like I could," responded Sweetie Belle, her voice still sounding a little pained.

"So I guess we won't be trying anything today..." Scootaloo said, looking at Sweetie Belle with some disappointment.

"I guess not," said Sweetie Belle, sounding more disappointed than her friend.

Some minutes passed in silence. "Scootaloo, would you like something to drink?" asked Fluttershy.

"No thanks, I'm fine," she replied. "I should go tell Apple Bloom that you won't be coming today. She must be waiting for us already."

"Yeah..."

Scootaloo picked up her scooter, shook off some of the dust, and continued on her way to meet with their friend.

"I'm sorry, Sweetie Belle, but accidents do happen. We should be very glad you weren't seriously hurt," said Fluttershy, trying to cheer her up.

Sweetie Belle sighed, not even wanting to move because of the pain in her leg.

Time passed. Fluttershy went back and forth from one side of the cottage to the other, finishing her daily cleaning and checking on things she needed, while Sweetie Belle watched from the couch. Occasionally she would stop to ask Sweetie Belle if there was anything she could get for her, but the white filly declined each time. Once everything was in order, she started preparing her saddlebag.

"I'm going to go tell Rarity that you're here, and buy some food for my animals and for us too. I'll be back in just a few minutes, okay? You just try to rest until then."

Fluttershy closed the door and trotted to Rarity's place. Sweetie Belle was left alone, resting on the couch. Minutes passed, and then an hour, and then two. Sweetie Belle was bored. Watching the wooden roof was no fun. Eventually, the pain and boredom started taking effect, and she slowly fell asleep.

Fluttershy came back with her saddlebag full of different kinds of food, and an almost finished lollipop in her mouth. When she opened the door it was pretty dark inside, only illuminated a little by the dim light of the sky. Her errands had taken her much longer than she had expected them to, thanks to the marketplace being especially crowded today, and now it was night time already. She hoped Sweetie Belle had been alright while she was gone. She lit a candle she kept near the entrance and took it to the table. It was just bright enough so as not to be bumping into the furniture. Relieving herself of her heavy charge, she left her saddlebag on the floor.

"Sweetie Belle, how are you...." She stopped amidst what she was about to say when she noticed Sweetie Belle was asleep. She looked at the clock and saw that it was nine. "Oh my..." Seeing as Sweetie Belle was asleep, Fluttershy quietly began unpacking the food and putting it where it belonged.

After all was done, she threw her already finished lollipop's stick into the trash and went to check Sweetie Belle again.

"Sweetie Belle, wake up, I have something to tell you," she said in a very soft voice while shaking her a little, trying not to move her hurt leg. Sweetie Belle remained fast asleep. "Come on Sweetie Belle, I was talking with Rarity..."

Suddenly an idea crossed Fluttershy's mind. "Maybe I could..." She started to get closer to Sweetie Belle, blushing a little, a sultry expression starting to form on her face.

Sweetness, warmth and softness was what she felt, as her lips began gently kissing Sweetie Belle's. She could smell her sweet scent passing through her nostrils. The scent of a cheerful, cute little filly. Her hoof caressed her pink and purple mane, releasing even more of her scent.

It lasted several minutes, but she knew she wasn't going to be satisfied with just a little kiss. She had always had something for little fillies and colts. Whenever she saw one, she always felt butterflies in her stomach. She wanted to hug them, to give them all they wanted, to make them happy, but she had never had a chance because she knew her ways were seen as "bad" in the eyes of the other ponies. A chance like this was one in a lifetime.

She continued kissing her softly, but she wanted more, she couldn't let this chance slip by. She started caressing her belly. She could feel the smooth and warm skin under her velvet-soft fur. Her hoof continued downward, reaching Sweetie Belle's private parts.

Sweetie Belle was starting to blush, as if having a wet dream. Fluttershy's hoof clearly was very pleasurable for her. Moisture was starting to appear between her legs, and seeing that Sweetie Belle was enjoying it only made Fluttershy happier. This was the true kindness her element was about, this was the kindness she enjoyed best, the one she could share with others in an intimate way.

Fluttershy slowly released the kiss and moved to Sweetie Belle's belly, softly placing her cheek against it, her face looking at the hoof that was stroking her little slit. She could hear her little heart beating fast, a proof of the pleasure she was enjoying. She could hear that beautiful sound all day and never get tired of it.

A couple of minutes passed. Fluttershy knew this wasn't going to last forever, but seeing how heavily asleep Sweetie Belle was, she kept enjoying the moment. After a while, Sweetie Belle started twitching a little, and then a bit more violently, until seconds later she fell limp again. Fluttershy slowly stopped, removing her hoof and leaving Sweetie Belle panting heavily on the couch. Pleased and cheerful about the kindness she had shared with her, she looked at her hoof and licked it, happily tasting some of Sweetie Belle's sweet fillyhood.

She stood there a moment, watching with a smile on her face, as the cute little filly slept on her couch. "You are the best thing that has ever happened to me," whispered Fluttershy, before going to the kitchen and returning some minutes later with a bowl full of salad. She placed it on the table and went to the window. Her animals had enough food for tomorrow, so she went back to Sweetie Belle.

"Sweetie, come on sleepy head, time to wake up," she said softly. "Sweetie..." she insisted, this time moving her a little. "It's no use, she must be exhausted...hee hee, I can't blame her," she said with a small grin on her face.

Fluttershy looked at the clock, and saw it was eleven o'clock already. "It's really late. I should go to sleep, too." She sat at the table and began eating the salad. The darkness of the room and the silence of the night made it quite relaxing, thought Fluttershy. The salad was for two, too much for her alone, so after satisfying her hunger she saved the rest in the fridge.

Looking at the clock, she saw that thirty minutes had passed. Fluttershy looked at the sleeping beauty on her couch, and after some seconds of thinking, she went upstairs and was back seconds later holding a blanket. "Here you go," she said, covering Sweetie Belle with it.

"Oh, I almost forgot," whispered Fluttershy as she trotted to her saddlebag. From inside she took a lollipop identical to the one she was eating when she had come back, and left it on a little table next to the couch with a note that said "For Sweetie Belle" beneath it.

That done, and with a big smile on her face, Fluttershy gave Sweetie Belle a good night kiss on the cheek, and taking the candle with her, she finally went to her room upstairs, ready to recover the energy she would need for the days to come.

3 - Deja Vu

Chapter 3

Deja Vu

Edited by 匿名

“Come on sleepyhead, I said I already have breakfast ready,” insisted the young mare.

“Ugh...ah don wanna go mum...” the filly mumbled as she returned to dreamland.

The young unicorn moved the blanket away using her magic and softly levitated the filly out of her bed, leaving her standing next to it.

“Come on, it's going to get late. Just make a little effort and the sleepiness will go away in no time,” she cheered the little filly who, yawning, and still half asleep, slowly followed her downstairs.

Both mares sat at the table and ate. Once the filly finished waking up and eating her meal, she grabbed her bag and headed towards the door of the boutique, accompanied closely by her sister.

“Aren't you forgetting something?” asked the mare with a smile, positioning her cheek near the filly.

“Muah! Bye, Fluttershy!” said filly, giving her sister a kiss as she headed outside.

“Please take care!” replied the yellow unicorn as she watched over the filly whom, little by little, disappeared into the distance.

Slowly going back to her usual work, Fluttershy grabbed some clothes and pins, and walked towards the center of the main room. A bit to the side was a mannequin wearing a halfway done dress.

“So, where did I leave off?” she thought, trying to recall what was she was doing before. Surrounded by a pink aura, the dress started levitating towards her. With a pin here, a ribbon there, and a gem on top, she slowly gave form to a magnificent dress. Every cut, every decoration, everything she did seemed natural to her, and fitted perfectly.

The dress was almost finished. Fluttershy stopped for a bit to rest and take a look at her work, thinking how beautiful it was starting to look and how much she would like to show it to her friends once it was finished, when she heard some noises coming from behind. A cold breeze caressed her belly, sending shivers down her spine. One of the windows apparently was left open, and she hadn't noticed.

She walked to it and closed the window, but the cold breeze didn't stop. She looked at the window again, and this time she noticed the window didn't properly fit in the frame. It only covered about half of what it was supposed to, making it impossible for it to stop the wind from entering.

Fluttershy started feeling cold. She opened and closed it again, hoping for it to somehow work this time, but, as she kept trying at it, she started seeing it was useless, as the window was just too small.

Fluttershy could feel a shiver running down her back as the wind touched her fur. She looked around, but then everything faded away and went dark...

When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by her friend's bedroom. It took her a couple of second for understanding to dawn on her.

“The dress!...” she thought, realizing it was all a dream. “Aw....” She was disappointed that all her enthusiasm had been in vain. “Well, at least I can tell Rarity about the dress when I see her next...she might like it.”

Fluttershy's hooves hurt a bit when she tried to move them to better accommodate herself in the bed. The storm had caused the weather to get quite colder than what was normal for the season. Fighting a bit against the last bit of sleep that numbed her mind, she noticed her hooves were really cold. She felt a cold breeze agitate the air around her, sending shivers down her back as it passed around her legs.

Upon looking for its source, Fluttershy noticed one of the windows was wide open. Probably one of the locks had gotten loose during the storm and left the path free for the wind to flow into the room. Fluttershy tried to cover herself with the blanket that had been twisted into a knot at her side and ignore the wind. She decided to try going back to sleep, but she was freezing, and every time the wind touched her, her body shook uncontrollably. So she sluggishly got off of the bed and went to close it, her eyes still half closed and blurry, when she noticed on the way that the storm had stopped.

She closed the window, feeling relieved as her body started warming up. Since she was there anyway, she took a look outside. Everything was still quite wet. The storm had stopped not too long ago apparently. The weather was still a bit windy, but the sky was mostly clear, and aside from a few small patches of clouds, the dim stars were visible at plain sight.

Fluttershy took a look from side to side and saw a part of the black sky starting to brighten on the horizon with a reddish tint. It was just before dawn. “It's still a bit too early.” She yawned as she recalled the filly that was at her care. Fluttershy went back to the bed, trying to get a bit more rest before waking Sweetie Belle up, but, although she was still tired, she couldn't get back to sleep.

While her body warmed up and without anything else to do, she couldn't help but keep thinking about Sweetie Belle, and the fact that she was sleeping not too far away. Seconds later, she was already fantasizing about her.

“No, Fluttershy, don't stop, keep doing that...”

“So you like it? Do you want me to make you feel even better?” said Fluttershy as she moved herself from on top of the filly to her nether regions.

The filly shyly nodded.

Fluttershy imagined herself pleasuring the filly with her tongue as she brought one of her hooves to her crotch, and started pleasuring herself too. It felt better than usual, as the more aroused she was, the more sensitive she got, and very few time had she had the will to endure her desires for so long.

The filly remained quiet on the bed as she enjoyed and lost herself in the bliss. Fluttershy could feel the filly's pleasure. Every little moan told her heart she was doing a good job.

Fluttershy also imagined the filly pleasuring her as a sign of gratitude for how much she enjoyed “playing” with her. But then all of a sudden she started slowing her pace, as she felt herself getting wet. She recalled that she was in her friend's bed, and how hard it would be to explain it. She kept slowly stoking her crotch as she had a mental fight with herself over the importance of the matter.

“But I'm horny, I don't care anymore!”

“You mustn't! It will be too hard to explain!” said her reason.

“But it could have been a glass of water, no one would suspect,” replied her horny self.

“Water doesn't stain, and what were you doing with a glass of water in that very place of the bed? It will be obvious what was happening.”

“But...I want to...”

“You know how Rarity is about keeping things clean. Plus, she's also a mare. If it looks suspicious for us, it surely will for her, too. We would be in big trouble. Imagine the shame we would have to go through trying to explain it.”

“Urgh...if only I hadn't had to stay here...” she thought piteously, feeling oppressed by the place she was in, something she was not used to in her remote cottage.

She finally stopped as reason won over her sexual desires. After a couple of seconds of looking at the ceiling and feeling antsy for having to endure the situation longer than she would like to, Fluttershy carefully sat on the bed on her side, so as not to stain the sheets, and then got off. The light from the brightening sky was already starting to filter through the windows, dimly illuminating the room and telling her some minutes had passed while she fantasized about Sweetie Belle. She rubbed her hoof against her fur until it was dry, and made sure to make the bed and leave it as she'd found it, before leaving the room.

As she reached the door, she took a peek outside to make sure Sweetie Belle was still sleeping, and then carefully closed the door behind her. She tiptoed to the bath to quickly clean herself.

Once her fur had dried, she quietly exited the bathroom and walked towards Sweetie Belle's door. “Okay. Keep calm, don't think about it. Don't tell her how horny you are for her, nor how much you'd loooove to make her feel good. Just relax, we are almost home,” she thought, before opening the door.

Fluttershy walked to the bed. The filly was sleeping, still covered by her blanket. She softly shook Sweetie Belle and awaited for a response.

“Sweetie Belle,” she softly whispered as she caressed her back. “So...soft...”

Luckily, it didn't take long for the filly to respond. “Hmmm? W-Wha...hi.”

“Morning, Sweetie Belle. Did you sleep well?”

“M-Morning, Fluttersh--*yawn*--shy,” said the filly, turning around to face her sister's friend.

“It's dawn, and the storm has stopped. We can go back to my house.”

Sweetie Belle stretched her legs and adjusted herself in the bed, finding a comfy spot as she let herself wake gradually.

“Oh! By the way, how is your hoof doing? Better yet?” asked Fluttershy.

Sweetie Belle moved her hoof around and pushed it against her good one. “Yes, It's fine. I don't feel anything,” she said as she sat on the bed.

After a few seconds, she carefully got off of the bed, landing with her good leg first and slowly putting her weight on the other one. At first it hurt a bit as her joints got used to her weight again, but after a couple of seconds it wasn't such a bother.

“See?”

“You sure you can walk already?”

Sweetie Belle nodded.

“Just try not to strain it too much until it's fully healed. Okay? If it starts to hurt or feel sore or even if you just feel tired, just tell me and I'll carry you on my back.” Fluttershy looked the filly in the eye, still not fully convinced. “You're sure it feels alright?”

“Uh-huh,” reassured Sweetie Belle.

“Well then, I guess there's no need to visit the doctor. But like I said: If you start feeling anything, just tell me.”

“Okay.”

Fluttershy turned around and started walking toward the stairway, followed closely by Sweetie Belle.

“So, what do you want for breakfast?”

“Orange juice with hay!” said the filly energetically.

“Okay. Sit at the table and give me a few seconds,” Fluttershy told her, leading her to the dining room and then going to the kitchen. As Sweetie was carefully seating herself, Fluttershy grabbed a pair of glasses from the cupboard and filled them with juice from the fridge. Then she sliced a piece of bread, and made the sandwiches.

“Here you go,” said Fluttershy as she placed the meal in front of Sweetie Belle. They ate together in comfortable silence, each just quietly enjoying the other pony's company.

After both had finished and Fluttershy had washed everything, they went to the main room of the boutique. Fluttershy put Sweetie Belle's school bag inside her saddlebag and looked at the filly.

“You sure you aren't forgetting anything?” asked Fluttershy.

“Nope.”

“Okay, give me a second, I'm going to give it one last check to be sure everything is closed properly,” said Fluttershy with a smile on her face, as she headed to the upper floor with a bit of haste.

Once she reached the end of the stairway and was out of the filly's sight, she finally sighed. “Arrg! She's too cute, I want to hug her!” she mentally squee'd . ”If only I could be alone with her, I wouldn't have to worry about anything, I would be able to hug her and kiss her all day long!”

Fluttershy continued to the bathroom and then to Rarity's room to make sure no window was open or left loose. Finally she went to check Sweetie Belle's room.

Like she recalled, Sweetie Belle hadn't made her bed before leaving. She checked the windows to make sure none was loose like the one in her friend's room had been, and then gave a look around to see if anything else was disordered. Everything aside from the bed seemed tidy enough. Fluttershy took the blanket and disentangled it before stretching it over the bed, but while she was at it, she noticed a very dim, round wet spot on the bedsheets, in that very same spot where she had worried Rarity would notice if she had continued playing with herself earlier.

“Could she be at that age already? She sure enjoyed having me play with her yesterday, but I never thought she could have an idea about what I was doing to her, or how to do it by herself. And I thought I could be the one to teach her...” she fantasized as she neared her nostril to the pillow. She couldn't smell anything but the sweet filly smell that impregnated the whole bed, “

Ahh...so sweet....I love foals' smell!” Then it hit her. “She knew about it?” Fluttershy gave the stain a closer look to be sure it wasn't just her imagining things. She was sure it was what she was thinking. It was too obvious. The filly still hadn't learned how to keep her private matters private.

“But she's still too young. I still had no idea about these things at her age. But she didn't look mad at me or anything. Maybe she hasn't thought much about it. I should be a bit more careful, though.”

Fluttershy took a deep breath and finished with the bed. She closed the door and went back downstairs to check the kitchen, before picking up her saddlebag and turning off the lights. The filly was still by the door, looking a bit of bored. When she finally saw Fluttershy nearing, she opened the door and quickly went outside, closely followed by the older pony. Outside, Fluttershy closed the door behind her and locked it, putting the key back into her saddlebag.

“Sweetie Belle, are you ready to go?” asked Fluttershy.

“Yes!”

Fluttershy smiled, seeing how cheerful the filly was. Both started slowly walking back to Fluttershy's cottage. The grass was damp and the soil still a bit muddy. The sky was slowly getting brighter as the sun rose on the horizon.

“My hooves are getting all dirty,” complained Sweetie Belle. Fluttershy chuckled, causing Sweetie Belle to frown in confusion. “What?”

“Oh, sorry. You reminded me of Rarity,” she replied with a smile on her face.

“I'm not like Rarity,” Sweetie Belle protested. “She complains about everything. I just don't like mud because it feels slimy. It sticks to your hooves and doesn't come out even if you shake them.”

“Oh, don't worry, you can wash them at my house. Just be careful not to slip until we get there.”

As Fluttershy's cottage appeared in the distance, Fluttershy noticed a tiny speck of white sitting at the doorstep. As both got closer, it started moving towards them.

“Angel?”

The bunny quickly grabbed her leg and tried to get her to move faster.

“Angel? What happens?”

Seeing that she didn't get the importance of the matter, he did his best at pantomiming what he meant, trying to get her to hurry up with what could only be interpreted as, “Hurry, animals, food, monster, mess, hungry, make me a sammich mare!”

“Oh no! My animals! Sweetie Belle, wait here, it seems something happened in my house while we were gone; it might be dangerous!” Fluttershy said, leaving the filly at a safe distance away from the entrance of her house.

Fluttershy rushed to the door and waited to see if she could hear anything. The only things she could hear was somepony softly humming, and a bit ruckus in the background.

She carefully opened the door and took a peek inside, and was surprised by what she saw. There was food lying scattered on the floor, along with the bags which contained it, and the ones that she'd bought the day before were broken and spilled onto the wood. A few animals were eating from the floor, and a big figure was sitting on the couch with a cup of tea in its paw.

“Discord!” said Fluttershy aloud as she opened the door.

“Oh! Hello, dear Flutterhsy. I like what you've done with the place! It's not a masterpiece, but it sure is a good start.”

“What's the meaning of this? I thought we had talked about this sort of thing!”

“What!? Oh, poor me! Always being unjustly accused of crimes I still haven't had the opportunity to commit!” he said as he cleaned his fake tears with a handkerchief he had conjured out of thin air.

“What do you mean? This wasn't you?”

As the pegasus talked, Discord disappeared and reappeared right next to her, placing his paw on her shoulder.

“It was already like this when I kindly came here to pay a visit to my dear friend. My goodness, I expect such mean, brutish accusations from that ever distrustful Twilight and the rest of your gang, but here I thought you and I were on better terms!”

“Oh!, Well...I'm sorry I accused you. I think...I got a bit ahead of myself,” she said, a bit ashamed. “Sorry.”

Discord snapped his fingers, and the mess disappeared, leaving everything as Fluttershy remembered, except for the animals, who remained a bit dazed and wondering were the food went.

“Here. Now, you don't have to thank me, after all, this is what friends do, right?”

“Well, yes. Thank you.” she said, returning to her usual self.

Fluttershy took a step aside and addressed the group of animals that were sitting on the wooden floor.

“You!” she said in a tone of motherly disappointment. “I really thought better of you. I thought we had talked this through last time. Had my friend Discord not been here, I would have had to clean up a huge mess. I hope you all understand what you've done, and that you shouldn't do it again.”

The animals all looked ashamed of themselves for making Fluttershy get angry.

“I had a few problems due to yesterday's storm, and couldn't be back to refill your food, but you know I would never abandon you. Now, I want you all to go back to your places and reflect upon what you've done. I'll be with you all in a minute,” she ended in a more gentle tone.

Fluttershy watched as the squirrels, mice, badgers, and birds all marched in a straight line back to their respective pens and houses.

“Again, I'm really sorry for accusing you of this...” She trailed off as she turned around and noticed her draconicus friend had disappeared. “Discord?”

“Fluttershy? Is everything ok?” the filly's shout could be heard getting near.

As Fluttershy headed toward the door, she stumbled upon the filly that was just about to come inside.

*bump*

“Oh, Sweetie Belle.”

“I saw some animals marching out of the house, so I thought it wasn't something dangerous.”

“Yes, luckily it wasn't a big deal. My animals were a bit hungry and they came in, looking for food. Dis--” She paused.

“Maybe I shouldn't mention him, seeing how he seems to be gone. I wouldn't want to scare her; most ponies haven't gotten used to him being good. I wonder where he went, though?”

“And this...Fluttershy?” asked Sweetie Belle, confused about what she had been saying.

“Sorry, I was just thinking about something. They were just a bit hungry and came here looking for food, that's all. Nothing to worry about, I'll go feed them in a second, once we are settled,” she explained as she brushed her hooves against the doormat. Sweetie Belle saw this, and did the same, then followed her inside.

Fluttershy left her saddlebag on the floor and took a deep breath as she stretched her legs and wings. *sigh* “Finally! Home!”

Sweetie Belle walked to the center of the room and watched as Fluttershy unpacked their things. “Ready. Want to go wash our hooves now?” Sweetie Belle nodded.

They took turns, Fluttershy going first. Once her hooves were clean of mud, she stood aside and let Sweetie Belle use the sink. Her heart beat a little faster as she watched the filly wash, being careful with the hoof of the leg she'd hurt. “She has such adorable, pretty little hooves.”

Once they were finished, they stepped back out to the main room of the cottage. While Sweetie Belle headed to the couch, Fluttershy went to where she had left her saddlebag.

“Well, I'll go feed my animals. Can you wait for me a few minutes? I'll be back in a blink,” explained the mare as she headed towards the front door, carrying her saddlebag with a couple food bags in it. “Please, feel at home.”

The filly sat on the couch and flailed her legs, while thinking of something to do. She remembered that she had her crayons in her bag, but just didn't feel like drawing today. She really needed someone her age to play with. Maybe there was something she could help Fluttershy with.

-

Fluttershy left her saddlebag on the ground. The very moment her animals noticed her, most of them rushed to her side.

“Okay, Okay, but if you could please give me a bit of room to move...”

She filled each of the pens' food containers. Her animals rushed to the food the second they saw that she was finished with it. Even though they had been misbehaving because of this same greedy hunger earlier, Fluttershy smiled gently at the sight. Making her animals happy always made her happy.

Just when she was about to go back to her home, she saw Sweetie Belle approaching the pens.

“Did something happen?” asked Fluttershy.

“I'm just kind of bored, so I thought that maybe there was something I could do to help you.”

“Oh, I just finished, but thank you for offering. But don't worry, we can play whatever you want. Do you like playing hide and seek? Or maybe hopscotch?”

“That's for babies!” Sweetie Belle scoffed.

“What do you usually play then?” Fluttershy asked, a little surprised by her answer. She had always loved hide and seek as a filly Sweetie Belle's age, and older. “Am I getting old?” she wondered.

Sweetie Belle thought about it for a while, but nothing came to her mind.

“I usually just hang out with Apple Bloom and Scootaloo, but...”

“We could go find them if you want,” Fluttershy suggested. “I haven't got many things to do today.”

“Really?” Sweetie Belle brightened up upon hearing her words.

“Yes. Let me leave these at home, and we will go see your friends.”

Back at the cottage, Fluttershy left her saddlebag on the floor and went to the kitchen, returning a few seconds later.

“Ready,” said Fluttershy. “So, where should we go, then? I suppose you know where to find them.”

“Mhmm... I usually go to Scotaloo's place, and then we go together to the club house. It's not too far, just past the library.”

“The library? I have a few things to do there. You don't mind if I drop by a bit, do you?”

Sweetie Belle nodded as Fluttershy grabbed her saddlebag and quickly walked to the second floor. “I needed to return a book to Twilight. It'll be just a second, alright?” said Fluttershy as she trotted back down the stairs.

Fluttershy opened the for door and gestured Sweetie Belle to go out. “I don't know where Scootaloo's house is, so lead the way and I'll follow you.”

“Like I said, I'm not sure,” said Twilight thoughtfully as she read the book.

“What are you not sure about?” said the pink pony. “Did I miss a comma? Or is it a typo?”

“No, what I mean is that it's kind of “unique.” Don't get me wrong, Pinkie, I think it's great that you wanted to give literature a try. It's just that I think it's a bit weird. To write about your friends, and in these kind of situations...I don't like saying a book is bad just because I don't like it, so I'll just say it's not my thing.”

“But you, Rarity, and Daring Do were in Rainbow Dash's story. What's the difference?” asked Pinkie Pie, a bit disappointed.

“Pinkie, there are things in the literary world that are better left forgotten,” Twilight told her in a serious tone. “Please don't get me wrong. In case it makes you feel better, yours, as far as I've read, is by far a masterpiece compared to Rainbow's, at least technically speaking. Please don't feel bad Pinkie, and don't let this stop you. These things always happen to those that are new to the art of writing. It has happened to me, too. In any case, you should ask those that are into this genre. They'll surely be more insightful in their critique. See, even some foals liked Rainbow's; I'm sure they'll like yours. With all the different combinations of genres and the amount of ponies in Equestria, from a statistical point of view, there's almost no chance that you won't find somepony who will like it,” she said, encouraging her friend not to give up.

Pinkie Pie, although still a bit sad, was cheered by her friend's words.

“So, Twilight...” she trailed a bit. “What was yours about?”

“Oh, mine? I-It's really nothing,” Twilight softly laughed, suddenly getting nervous.

Pinkie locked her big, suspicious eyes on Twilight

“Ern...mine...well, you see...ern...it was about t-the princess and I, a-and we...”

*Knock* *Knock*

“Oh, someone's at the door. I better check who it is!” Twilight interrupted herself eagerly.

“...this yours?” said a voice behind the door.

“No, I'm just taking care of her,” said another voice.

Twilight finally opened the door and found two mares at the entrance of the library.

“Yes, hello. Welcome to the Golden Oak Library. Oh, hi, Fluttershy, and Golden Harvest, too. What brings you two to the library?”

“Hello Twilight, I was just wondering if you had by chance anything on plant fungi? I'm having a few troubles with my garden, and it seems to be spreading regardless of what I do,” asked Golden Harvest.

“Let me think...yes, I believe I've seen a few that talked about that. Spike! Could you help her look for some books?” she shouted towards the inside of the library. “You will have to take a look though. If I recall correctly, some had a couple of sections about fungi among other plant diseases, but none were exclusively about them.”

“I'm here, I'm here,” said the little dragon as he came running to the entrance.

“Please, come in, Spike will give you a hoof,” said Twilight, noticing Spike was looking back at her with a weird expression. He raised a claw and opened it, and pointed to it with the other. “I mean, he'll give you a hand. Spike, could you help Golden Harvest search for the books?”

“I'm on it. Follow me!”

“Ooh, ooh, let me help, too!” said the pink pony inside. “I just love saying the word, “fungus!””

Twilight watched as Golden Harvest went inside, and then turned her attention back at her friend at the entrance, noticing a little filly just a couple of hooves away.

“Hi, Sweetie Belle, sorry I hadn't noticed you were here. How are you doing?”

“Hi Twilight! I'm fine, thanks.”

“What a coincidence,” thought Twilight. “So, Fluttershy, good to see you around! How are things going? What brings you here? Oh! Now that I think about you, I remember that I already got your book.”

“You did? That's wonderful. I was just passing by to return a book, but that's great.”

“Yes. The pony in charge at the editorial has gotten to know me for always asking for uncommon books, and he offered to send it by express mail as a courtesy. That's why it came earlier than what I told you. Come in! I'll bring it in a second.”

“It's okay, I can't stay for long.”

“Because of Sweetie Belle, right?” said Twilight, looking back at her.

“You knew?”

“Yes. I was checking a book yesterday when it started raining, and a few minutes later, Apple Bloom and Scootaloo appeared at the door, completely soaked. I lent them a few towels, and they told me the were coming from your cottage when the rain caught them, and also told me about what happened the other day.”

“Yes, we went to the boutique to pick up her books, and had to stay for the night because of the storm.”

“So, I suppose Rarity asked you if you could take care of her while she was on her trip, right? It must've been really important.”

“Yes, she really got nervous when I told her what had happened,” explained Fluttershy.

“Did they say anything else?” asked Sweetie Belle, concerned about her friends.

“Not much. Just something about that if you couldn't go to play with them, they would go play with you. But that's pretty bad luck to go just when you were about to leave. And, cherry on top, getting caught by the rain,” added Twilight.

“Aww,” said Sweetie Belle, disappointed. “Fluttershy, we have to hurry before they go again!”

“Okay, okay, just give me a second,” Fluttershy tried to calm the filly. “Sorry Twilight, you see my situation.”

“Yeah, don't worry, taking care of a foal is a hard job. Give me the book, and I'll bring you the one you wanted.”

“Hey, Twilight, I got it!” shouted Pinkie Pie from further inside. “You could be the detective of few words with an obscure past, trying to unveil Fluttershy's dark secrets!”

“But wasn't yours a love story?”

“There could be a passionate crime, or they could escape together and be fugitives in love!” Pinkie reasoned.

“What? Dark secrets?” Fluttershy asked, a bit nervous.

“Yeah, she said she saw Rainbow's story, and wanted to give writing a try, too. It's not “The Pinkie Pie Show”; thankfully she's got a bit more sense as an author than Rainbow, but trust me, you still don't want to read it. Anyways, could you tell me your experience with the plants once you're done with this? I haven't taken a look into botany, so I'd like to hear how it went for you. Maybe I could add a few decorative flowers around the library one day. I'll give it a look once you return it,” said Twilight as she handed the book over to Fluttershy.

“Don't worry, I'll tell you about it once I try it. C'mon Sweetie Belle,” she gestured to the filly. “Tell everyone I said bye, and that I'm sorry I couldn't stay and chat. Well, see you next time Twilight, thanks for the book.”

“I'll do that, and don't worry, you know you can always count on me for your literary needs! Take care, both of you!” said the lilac alicorn, waving them goodbye.

Fluttershy and Sweetie Belle starting walking down the path to the town square, headed towards Scootaloo's house, which was just a few minutes away from the library.

Author's Note

I already have ch4 started. If i'm lucky, it might take less but no promises because i promised that like a zillion times already and never happened XD

2 - Caring about others

Chapter 2
Caring About Others
Edited by Anonymoose / rev.2

The sun was just rising in the horizon, the peaceful night was ending, and the day was beginning for everyone to enjoy. The birds in the yard were singing and the animals were starting to awake.

Fluttershy was dreaming of a forest, bright rays of light penetrating the heavy canopy, illuminating the grass below. Trees could be seen everywhere, all of them aligned in a symmetrical way. all of them identical to the rest. It was deja vu every time she passed by a tree. Tree after tree, she continued walking aimlessly.

Fluttershy looked around to see where she was. Everything was the same in every direction, just trees. But a tiny glint caught her sight. There was something shiny on the ground near a tree, a tiny mirror, within a rectangular wooden frame.

Looking at the mirror, Fluttershy could see herself quite clearly, but there was a blueish blur behind her. Suddenly, she heard some hoofsteps, but before she could turn around...

“Hi Fluttershy!” said a little filly.

Fluttershy jumped with a squeak from the sudden greeting. After she got over the shock, she slowly turned around to see who it was.

“Rainbow Dash?” she asked with a quivery voice.

“Yup!”

“What are you doing here?”

“I was just flying by and noticed something in here, so I came to check.”

“Oh.” Fluttershy then remembered about the forest and took a look at the canopy. “But how did you get in?” But her words went unheard; Rainbow Dash was already walking in the distance.

Fluttershy looked a bit confused, but soon started trotting after her, trying to approach her. Rainbow Dash was already several trees ahead, but after a few moments she was able to catch up with her.

“Rainbow Dash, where are you going?” she said gasping a bit, but the filly remained silent.

The birds' singing could be heard all around. Fluttershy followed behind her, not too far, not too near, but just enough so that after a while she started noticing something odd about her little friend: she was a filly.

Then it hit her like a brick. “Wait, since when is Rainbow Dash still a filly?” She continued walking along, contemplating her situation. “Oh, now I get it! I'm probably dreaming. Hmm...” Fluttershy checked the surrounding to make sure it was a dream. Endless forest, check. No memories about how she got there, check. Sexy filly version of one of her childhood friends, check.

The playful expression that came to her face said everything. Without thinking twice about it, she quickened her pace.

Angel yawned. He was just finishing waking up, his little blanket still on his legs. He looked around and noticed the quietness of the place. Sweetie Belle was still sleeping soundly. He looked for Fluttershy, who usually woke him up, but had no luck. A little troubled by the situation, he finally got up.

He searched through the first floor, outside the window, everywhere, not finding a single clue. The only place remaining was her bedroom. Angel hopped to the stairs and started climbing the steps. They were a bit high for bunny, but with a bit of an effort he made it to the top.

The door was closed. He placed his ear on the door, but he couldn't hear anything, just the sound of sheets being stirred. He opened the door and hurried to the bed. Fluttershy was a mess, her bed sheets on the floor, drooling all over the pillow and her mane all over face.

Angel jumped to her side. She had a bright pink tinge in her cheeks and it looked like she was having fun. He poked her snout, but there was no response. He poked her again, but the only reaction he got was her muttering something.

Suddenly Fluttershy's forelegs reached out for Angel, hugging him in between her and her pillow.

“Oh, don't be shy Rainbow, you look so cute. Let me hug you a little more. Your fur is so soft and smells so nice. I promise I won't touch your hooves any more,” the sleeping pony murmured.

Angel was trapped, his arms locked to his sides. There was no way to get out of her deathly hug. Fluttershy continued snuggling him and her pillow, hugging it lengthwise with all four of her legs. He struggled, trying to set his arms free, but it was futile. Then he felt something wet dripping on his face. Fluttershy had started very lightly biting one of his ears, and her drool was dribbling along its length and reaching his face.

Panic started filling his mind. His usual impatience for Fluttershy's hugs and affections aside, he knew this wasn't going to end well if he didn't do something. He began slapping her in the face with his other ear, but it wasn't very strong and barely did anything.

Fluttershy began humping the pillow. Angel was almost crying, as if his life was going to end that very same day. Then, by sheer luck, Fluttershy loosened her grip a bit, enough to allow the bunny some movement. Not taking any chances, he drew his paw back and began slapping her as hard as he could.

Her world started losing contrast. The colors looked greyish, and she couldn't recognize her little friend's face any more. Everything was turning black, but the void wasn't absolute, she could still feel something, a sensation that was getting more intense. Slowly regaining her consciousness, she began to open her eyes.

At first, all she saw was the wall, but then she felt it again. There was something struggling under her chest. She pushed the pillow away and felt something falling to the bed. There Angel was, panting. Fluttershy looked down and recognized her little bunny, but when she looked him in the eyes, she noticed he was all weepy.

Angel looked back at her and started crying. “Angel, what happened?” Fluttershy asked, concerned, but when she tried to get a closer look, he jumped off the bed and ran away. “Wait! What happened?” she shouted, but all she could hear was the noise of the front door being closed.

“I wonder what got to him.” She looked to the pillow, trying to get an answer from it, when she noticed it was covered in drool. Then she remembered her dream. “Oh...” she said softly, with a bit of guilt and shame in her voice.

The sun was hitting the windows, illuminating the whole room. Fluttershy saw everything was bright already, something she was not used to seeing upon waking. She took a look at the clock and noticed that she had slept in.

Still half asleep, she slowly crawled out of her bed. The texture of the floor and the sensation of the air entering her lungs was telling her that she wasn't dreaming any more. With one last yawn, she finished returning to reality, and after picking the sheets from the floor and putting them back on the bed, she slowly made her way to the lower floor.

Reaching the end of the stairs, she looked around for any sign of her guest. Sweetie Belle was still sleeping soundly on the couch. Fluttershy walked towards it to have a better look at the little filly sleeping in her house.

“She looks so enticing,” she thought. Tempted, Fluttershy neared her face to Sweetie Belle's, but not wanting to risk waking her up, she just rubbed her nose softly against her cheek. It was really warm and soft. The idea of being this lucky, of having the chance to be with a filly, and alone, made a smile appear on her face.

It was late in the morning already, so Fluttershy cheerfully cantered to the kitchen. Moments later she was back with breakfast. She left it on the table and went to check on Sweetie Belle.

“Hello Sweetie, time to wake up,” she said, shaking her a bit.

Sweetie Belle mumbled a bit, but Fluttershy insisted until she opened her eyes.

“Good morning, Sweetie Belle. How are you feeling? Any better?”

“Ugh...morning...” she said, half asleep. She closed her eyes again.

“No no, we have things to do,” insisted Fluttershy, softly stroking Sweetie Belle's belly.

“Mmm...” moaned the white filly.

“Feels good?” she asked with a cheeky expression. Fluttershy continued pampering her for a while until she thought it was enough. “Well, that's enough, or else it will get late.”

Sweetie Belle protested, but after a long yawn, she finally opened her eyes.

“How are you feeling? Better?” Fluttershy wanted to know.

“Yes.”

“Does it still hurt? Can you sit?”

Sweetie Belle tried to get up, but it was hard with only one leg. “Let me help you,” offered Fluttershy, giving her a hoof.

Carefully, she removed the bandages and took a better look at the filly's hoof. It wasn't swollen, and Sweetie Belle didn't complain while she removed them.

“It doesn't look bad. Try moving it around.”

Sweetie Belle slowly started moving it in circles. “It doesn't exactly hurt, but it feels kind of stiff,” she replied.

Fluttershy extended one of her legs, placing it near Sweetie Belle's. “Try pushing against mine.”

The filly complied, but backed off the moment their hoofs touched. A sharp pain invaded her entire leg, lasting some seconds until it faded out. “Oww! Oww!” she whimpered. Her body twitched from the sensation.

“Well, it looks like it's still hurt inside, but at least it's healing properly, so it wasn't anything serious. We will pay the doctor a visit later though, just to be sure,” Fluttershy told her, reassuring the filly with a tender pat on the head.

Fluttershy walked away and brought the table that was next to the couch, placing it in front of Sweetie Belle. The lollipop was still there. Sweetie Belle saw it, and the note below it. “Is that for me?” she asked.

“Yes,” answered Fluttershy, bringing some daisy and hay sandwiches and two glasses of milk from the table, “but for later. Now is time for breakfast.”

They ate in a comfortable silence for a few minutes. Eventually, Fluttershy told her, “So, Sweetie Belle, about your sister: I spoke with Rarity yesterday, but when I came back, it was late and you were asleep, and I didn't want to wake you up, so I'll tell you now. Rarity asked me to take care of you while she's out delivering an order. I hope you are okay with that?”

“Ohh...but I wanted to see Trottingham!” the filly protested, still munching a piece of sandwich.

“I'm sure it won't be the last time she has to go there. You'll have plenty of other chances to go; you're still a young filly,” Fluttershy replied, finishing sipping her glass of milk.

Sweetie Belle continued eating, disappointed with what had happened. After several minutes, once both were finished, Fluttershy picked everything up and took it to the kitchen. “Oh, by the way, we've got to go to Rarity's house to pick up your things. We'll be leaving after I finish with this,” she said from the kitchen.

“Okay,” Sweetie Belle called back, feeling a bit odd. Fluttershy talking about getting her things made this seem a little like staying at a relative's house, one that did not have someone her own age. She was still disappointed at missing out on a trip to Trottingham, but she brightened a bit for knowing she would be staying with Fluttershy, whom had always been nice and caring to her since she could remember.

“I need to go check on the animals before we go. I'll be back in a minute,” said Fluttershy, moving towards the door. “If you need anything, just shout, okay?”

“Uh-huh!”

Fluttershy began making her way to the pens in the backyard. It was pretty windy, and the sky was a bit cloudy, but it didn't look as if it were going to rain to her. Taking a look at the pens, she noticed some were low on food. “I'll have to refill them later,” she thought.

Opening the door back to the house, she saw Sweetie Belle eating the lollipop. She hadn't paid much attention to her look before, but as she got near the little unicorn, she started noticing that she wasn't as white as usual, giving her an idea.

“Hey Sweetie Belle, how about I give you a quick bath? You're still pretty dirty from yesterday, after all,” Fluttershy suggested cheerfully. “It's not far to Rarity's house from here, but it still wouldn't do to go outside looking like that, don't you think?”

“Mmm...okay,” Sweetie Belle replied, sounding a little doubtful.

“Try to get on my back. Grab my wings if you slip,” said the yellow pegasus, placing herself in front of the couch.

“Ready!” replied Sweetie Belle from atop Fluttershy, after a little struggle.

At the bathroom upstairs, Fluttershy lowered Sweetie Belle to the floor. “Try to stand on your good leg. I'll bring something here. Give me a second.” After a few moments, she was back with a small bench. She placed it under the shower. “Just place your knee here. That way you won't get tired and won't lose you balance while I brush you”.

Sweetie Belle stood stoically watching Fluttershy prepare everything. “Tell me if the water is fine,” the pegasus told her with a joyful tone.

Sweetie Belle felt the warmth on her flank rushing down her leg. She wasn't very fond of taking baths, but once she felt the relaxing hot water, it was bliss. “It's good,” replied the filly, the relaxation in her tone verifying her words.

Fluttershy continued wetting Sweetie Belle's fur until she was fully drenched in hot water, steam drifting up from the filly's white coat. Fluttershy grabbed the soap and began soaping her back and her flank, moving it in circles and following her curves while massaging her body. The filly enjoyed the moment, closing her eyes happily. Fluttershy, although she remained with just a smile on the outside, was jumping for joy on the inside.

“Maybe this is how parents feel toward their foals. I wish I had one of my own so I could feel like this all the day. But who would be the father?” thought Fluttershy abstractly.

Fluttershy continued soaping Sweetie Belle. Once she finished with the front, she began moving toward the belly, slowly reaching the filly's special part. Fluttershy started pressing a bit harder, making sure the filly could feel it, as she slowly neared her clit. Sweetie Belle started blushing a bit. She was already relaxed with the massage, and even if she felt a little embarrassed for having somepony touching her, she didn't dare to speak.

“Hehe, she's really enjoying it.” After Fluttershy finished massaging her leg, she went to the filly's crotch for a few seconds, and then quickly continued with the remaining leg so as to not raise any suspicion.

“Ah! F-Fluttershy?” asked the filly dubiously, a little unsure of how to react.

“Yes, Sweetie Belle?” she responded, while she continued brushing.

“Uhh...M-My mom told me not...not to let other ponies touch me there...” she said, a little embarrassed.

“Oh, I'm sorry! It wasn't my intention. You can wash yourself if you want to. I'll just look away,” she quickly responded, putting a tone of embarrassment in her voice. The filly shyly nodded.

Sweetie Belle had it a little hard, though. Her leg was just long enough to wash herself everywhere, but because of the one that was hurt, she couldn't position herself well enough so she could reach.

After a while of hearing the filly struggling, Fluttershy slowly started turning her head towards Sweetie Belle. “Uhm...can I look? Are you sure you can do it?” she asked, a bit worried, paying attention just in case she were to lose her balance.

Sweetie Belle gave it a few more tries before giving up. “Hmph...I can't reach!” she complained.

“I can do it for you, if it's okay with you. You know you can ask me anything you need,” said Fluttershy in a kind tone.

“Please say yes, please...”

The filly stood, looking with embarrassment at the floor. After a few seconds, a soft sound was heard, confirming her surrender.

“Don't worry, Sweetie Belle. As a friend of Rarity, taking good care of you is the least I can do,” she reassured, placing her hoof softly near her flank. “Just relax, try not to think too much about it. I'll be done in a second.”

“Just relax...” she repeated, while softly rubbing her flank, slowly dragging her hoof to the filly's private parts. “...and please enjoy,” she finished in her head.

Fluttershy started rubbing the filly's small and puffy labia, passing her hoof softly between the warm and silky folds. She could feel Sweetie Belle's hard nub as she carefully circled around it.

This was an experience Fluttershy had never had. It was one thing to do it while she was sleeping, but having Sweetie Belle awake and in front of her, totally exposed and at her mercy? It was a completely different experience, one that sent a thrill of excitement, of fulfillment, of pure, warm happiness through her. She knew that if something went wrong, her life could be ruined...but at the same time, she didn't care, couldn't bring herself to. All she cared for was feeling and committing to happy memory every single little detail of this experience; all she cared about was to make the adorable filly before her feel good, if at least for a brief moment.

Sweetie Belle was a little jumpy at first, but she eventually got used to the unusual sensation. “F-Fluttershy, you are...you're cleaning me funny...it f-feels weird.”

“We have to scrub it thoroughly. This is a very delicate part for a mare. If we don't clean it well enough, you could catch an infection,” she explained in a warm voice as she continued massaging Sweetie Belle's filly parts.

Fluttershy watched as Sweetie Belle's tiny flank hole twitched as she stimulated the filly's clit. Every time she pushed her hoof against it, her tiny pink hole contracted.

Sweetie Belle started feeling a bit lightheaded. On the one hoof, she felt a little ashamed for having someone touching her private place, but on the other hoof, it definitely felt like it wasn't a bad thing. She couldn't explain how it felt, but somehow, she liked it very, very much, and didn't want Fluttershy to stop.

“Okay! Now I just need to wash the soap off,” said Fluttershy in a cheerful tone.

Grabbing the shower, she directed the stream of water to her slit, moving it to her flank hole and back, using her hoof to open the filly's lips to have a better look inside to make sure no soap remained between her folds.

Sweetie Belle's pink interior was fully exposed, to her delight. Naughty fantasies of being the filly's first, if at least with a toy, crossed Fluttershy's mind as she noticed her hymen still in one piece. She continued rubbing her insides until no soap was left, and then let the water massage Sweetie Belle's pink flesh, watching the water splash against the little mare's clit as she moved it back and forth along the slit, sending waves of pleasure to the filly's mind.

Sweetie Belle could feel the water jets hitting against her fillyhood, then dripping down her legs. It was an amazingly good feeling! The filly had already forgotten about the shame, and could only think about this new feeling which she could not quite understand yet, but definitely could enjoy.

But just when it was starting to feel really good, so good it was hard to think of anything but how good it was, Fluttershy stopped.

“There! See? That didn't take too long,” said the mare, looking directly into the filly's eyes.

Sweetie Belle felt anxious. Something itched inside her, but she couldn't find the right words for it.

“Wow! She sure is red. And her lips, too. She must be burning inside. Tee, hee, Fluttershy, you are such a tease!”

“Now, keep your eye closed while I wash you mane,” said the pegasus, bringing over a bottle of shampoo.

The yellow pegasus then continued with her tail, and after finishing, she rinsed her whole body. The filly looked as white as ever, and now smelled like vanilla, too. After a few passes of the towel and the brush, Sweetie Belle looked as good as new. Fluttershy took the opportunity and brushed some of the dirt out of her back too.

“There! Now you look clean and nice!” said the pegasus, smiling.

The filly nodded. Her face was still a bit flushed, with a relaxed expression. Her back legs were a bit fidgety, moving from one side to the other, waving her tail at their rhythm. She was no longer feeling as upset or anxious about the special feeling being taken from her, but its memory still made her feel slightly antsy. If only it had continued...

“Well, hop on!” said Fluttershy cheerfully, lowering her back in front of Sweetie Belle.

Once back downstairs, Fluttershy grabbed her saddlebag and opened the door, setting out for Rarity's boutique. The path was pretty straightforward. The boutique was near the outskirts of Ponyville, and her cottage was, too, only a bit farther and in a different direction, but all in all it was just a short stroll away.

The sky was getting a bit cloudier, and the wind was picking speed. Sweetie Belle was resting on Fluttershy's back, feeling the cold breeze as it soothed her mind. Her head was turned to the side, watching the houses in the distance pass by, only turning to the other side every so often. It was a strangely calming and safe feeling, to be carried along by a trusted big pony like Fluttershy, being able to just sit and relax for the ride. Far in the distance, the boutique was slowly taking its usual shape.

Sweetie Belle was looking at the trees in the distance when suddenly a water droplet fell on her cheek.

“Uh? Fluttershy?”

“Yes, Sweetie Belle?”

“I think it's starting to rain. Something fell on my face.”

Fluttershy stopped and looked up to the sky. She hadn't noticed before, but the sky was much darker than it was supposed to be for that time of the day. She, too, felt the rain drops starting to fall.

“Oh, no. But how? It didn't look like a storm cloud at all before.”

“Fluttershy, hurry up!” said the filly.

“Yes! Hold on tight! I'll gallop the rest of the way!” replied Fluttershy in a concerned tone.

Fluttershy began picking up speed, going from a canter to a full blown gallop. Even if she wasn't flying, all of her legs left the ground each time she jumped forward, propelling both the filly's and her own body closer to the boutique. The rain drops were slowly becoming thicker. It didn't look like they were going to make it without getting all wet.

“I don't think we're going to make it there dry,” thought the pegasus.

Fluttershy forced herself to the limit, gaining even more speed, but her body wasn't very fit. After a few seconds, her muscles were burning and starting to stop responding for pushing them far over their limit. She was breathing fast, trying to compensate for overexerting her body, but it just wasn't enough.

The boutique was getting closer really fast. What would have taken a minute was reduced to a couple of seconds.

Fluttershy reached the door just when the rain was turning from a downpour to a heavy storm. She quickly grabbed the key and opened the door, closing it behind her, before falling to the floor panting heavily.

“Wow! Fluttershy, you made it! I didn't know you could run that fast!”

The pegasus remained silent on the floor, panting with her eyes closed.

“Fluttershy, are you ok?” asked the filly, a bit concerned.

Fluttershy gulped and nodded.

The filly got down to the floor and limped to the window. The rain was a full blown storm, the trees were barely visible, the wind made waves in the rain, and the rain drops hit the windows like stones.

After a while, the filly limped her way back and sat in front of the exhausted mare, waiting for her to recover. The room was pretty dark; the only light entering was the one coming through the windows. Some mannequins were left naked to the sides, piled up in a corner. The different rolls of cloth that were placed against the wall the day before were there no more. The place looked as if no one had been working there for a while.

It took a couple of minutes for the pegasus to recover, but after a while she was finally able to speak. “Huf!...*pant*...haa...” Fluttershy slowly stood up, her legs still a bit shaky and sore. “Haa...*pant*...I'm beat...*pant*”

She walked towards the door and turned on the lights, taking the opportunity to take a peek outside.
The wind entering through the door was quite cold, and carried with it some of the thinnest part of the rain. Fluttershy stood there for a bit, letting it hit her face and cool her aching muscles.

“It really is quite a storm. I was sure it wasn't going to rain. Maybe I should had taken an umbrella with us, just in case,” thought Fluttershy to herself.

“Well, there's not much we can do about it. Let's just hope it lessens soon. Sweetie Belle, can you tell me where your bag and books are? I'll go grab your them,” said Fluttershy, getting near the filly.

“Yes. Upstairs, in my room. It's the white one with the green ribbons. The books are already inside,” said Sweetie Belle.

“Anything else you need aside from the books?” Fluttershy checked.

“Mmm, nah,” Sweetie Belle replied after a moment of though.

“Okay, I'll be right back in a minute.”

Fluttershy walked to the stairs and climbed to the second floor, looking for said room. The rain echoed along the dark second floor. Fluttershy, barely able to see the floor, made out some doors, one to the left and two to the right at the end of the hallway.

The one at the end caught her curiosity, so she started with the door to her right first. It was just the bathroom. “I thought it would be more stylish. The door looks nice, though,” thought Fluttershy as she closed the door and continued with the next one.

This time it was a big room, with some mannequins and rolls of cloth on the wall beside a desk, and a big and fancy bed on the other side. “This must be Rarity's room,” thought Fluttershy. She closed the door and continued to the last room.

This one was a lot smaller in comparison, but enough to fit a small bed, a bedside table, a dresser and a desk on the other side. There was some light leaking through the curtains. She stepped inside and turned on the lights. Sweetie Belle's bag was nowhere to be found at first sight.

Fluttershy explored the room a bit, looking for the bag. The decoration wasn't too different from the rest of the boutique, but seeing the toys in the corner reminded her what it meant to her to be a filly. After a few seconds of looking around, she found it resting on the other side of the bed. The bag had, as Sweetie Belle had said, green ribbons, and was full of books. “This must be it,” she thought.

Fluttershy bent down to pick the bag up, when her nose caught a sweet scent. The smell was coming from the bed where the filly slept. She couldn't describe it, but it smelled good; it was mesmerizing. She slowly neared her nose to the pillow, following the scent to its source. All she could think of was herself hugging the white filly, sharing her love and doing naughty things to her in that bed.

“Fluttershy?” a shout could be heard coming from downstairs.

She didn't notice, but she stood there daydreaming for quite a few minutes, until another shout woke her up. “Yes! I'm coming!” she quickly replied, grabbing the bag and exiting the room.

“I'm here,” the mare said around the bag she was holding as she reached the end of the stair.

Fluttershy placed the bag in front of the filly, opening the cover to reveal the content. “Is this everything? Nothing missing?” she asked.

The filly gave her books a quick look, and nodded in agreement. “Fluttershy, what are we going to do now?”

“We will have to wait until the rain stops. If we go like this, your book would be dripping wet by the time we get home. Not to mention us!” said the mare, looking down to the filly.

Time passed by, but the rain continued, immutable. The two of them laid on the floor, waiting for a chance to leave, but none came.

“Fluttershy?”

“Yes, Sweetie Belle?”

“I'm bored,” the younger pony complained.

“Yes, me too...Do you have any idea of what we could do?”

“Not really...”

*Grumble*

“Fluttershy?”

“Yes?”

“I'm also hungry,” Sweetie Belle informed her.

“I could make us something to eat, if you want. I don't think Rarity would have any problem with it, seeing our situation,” said the mare, getting up.

Fluttershy left her saddlebag near the entrance, told Sweetie Belle to hop on, and brought the small unicorn to the kitchen, leaving her sitting at the dining table. After a few minutes, with some directions from the filly, dinner was ready.

“Well, how is it?”

“It's tasty! Tastier than what Rarity usually makes. You are really good at it,” replied Sweetie Belle, impolitely talking around a full mouth.

“Thanks,” said Fluttershy, blushing a bit. Both ate the salad Fluttershy had made until they were full.

“Thinking about food, I just hope my animals are okay,” thought Fluttershy, recalling her animals had little left.

The storm had subdued a bit, but it was still strong. Minute by minute, the time passed by. The darkness of the night engulfed everything, helped by the dark clouds that hid the moon's shine. Fluttershy was looking through the window at how the grass moved back and forth because of the rain.

“Mmm, Sweetie Belle, I think we should just call it a night. Don't you think? Maybe by tomorrow it will have stopped and we can go home early.”

Sweetie Belle just nodded, with not much on her mind.

Fluttershy carried Sweetie Belle to her bedroom, softly leaving her on her bed and covering her with her blanket.

“If you need anything, just shout. I'll be here in your sister's room. You don't think she would mind that I slept in her bed, do you?” she asked.

Sweetie Belle shrugged and then shook her head, telling her not to worry.

“Well, good night then!” Fluttershy said, giving her a kiss in the cheek with a smile on her face.

“Good night,” said the filly, watching as her sister's friend left the room.

Fluttershy made her way to Rarity's room. The room invaded her sight and nostrils again, just like the first time. The decoration, the colours, the tools and rolls, it all felt alien, as if she wasn't in a place, but in a space surrounded by walls. She walked toward the bed, gave a few looks around, and slowly crawled under the red covers. The bed also felt strange. The mattress was harder than hers, and the pillow was so soft that her head felt like it was touching the mattress. But she had to make do with what she had.

Somehow, all this strangeness felt arousing to her. She was sleeping in her friend's bed, where Rarity might do all the naughty things a mare does alone. She cut the thought there, not wanting to imagine such an embarrassing idea. She hadn't noticed, but she already had her hoof touching her private parts, stroking her sensitive area. Having spent the whole day around a beautiful filly, and even having been toying with her, had left her a little aroused, to say the least...

“No, Fluttershy, stop! You can't be such a pervert right now! This is your friend's bed. What if you get it dirty, how would you explain that?” thought the horny pegasus, trying to control her impulses. “Just hold on a bit longer, you will have your fun once you're back home. Just sleep already.”

Although she so much would have liked to pleasure herself right then, she forced herself to forget the idea and thought of nothing until she finally fell asleep.

Author's Note

finally! tell me what you think. better than the first? worse? things you like, things you dont. I dont promise correcting them but i might take them into consideration. :P