Fluttershy clutched the package to her chest. She knew perfectly well that the contents of her bag were completely legal; Twilight wouldn't stand to have any illegal content in her library, after all. Besides, even as far as porn went, the selection that Twilight had given her was so tame that she could probably pass it off as erotic art. Besides, she thought, it wasn't like she was partaking in some sort of bizarre niche of sexual perversion. It wasn't like she was hiding a set of images of people pooping on each other or anything. Sure, it was technically porn, but it was probably the least porny type of porn anywhere in town.

None of that stopped her from feeling like she was carrying contraband.

If anypony asked her about it... she had a terrible poker face. If she couldn't deflect their attention away from her parcel, they'd ask, and she wasn't sure even now that she'd be able to lie about it. She'd end up spilling the beans. Then they'd ask why on earth sweet, demure, innocent Fluttershy was strolling across down with a giant bag of porn. And then she'd have to explain the whole story about her inability to orgasm and then she'd have to lock herself in her room for a year or two until everyone had forgotten about the whole porn and orgasm thing. Or they'd remember, and she'd have to move out of town and then move back a few months later with a different haircut and hope no one noticed.

She shook her head violently, as if it would cause all of her worries to fall out of her ears. It didn't, but she still felt a bit better just for making the effort. All of her friends were so blase about their... personal habits, that there was no reason to believe that any other pony would understand why she might be doing what she was doing. Of course, if children approached... like Applejack's sister, for instance, there could be some difficulties. Although in that case she could simply pull rank and tell them to go home. She didn't like doing it, but if there was ever a situation that called for it, it would be this. Applejack and Rarity would never let her hear the end of it if she exposed their little sisters to that.

She walked faster. None of this would be a problem if she could just make it to her house without running into someone. She could just say she was in a hurry and had important animal-related things to take care of. That excuse would work on every single person she knew. Except Pinkie Pie, but Pinkie had such a short attention span that distracting her would be easy. Twilight wouldn't buy it either, obviously, but she was already in the know. Which only left one person who would be stubborn enough to press her on the issue. She just had to get back to her house before she ran into-

"Hey, Fluttershy!"

Too late.

"Um, good morning, Rainbow Dash," she said, making a conscious effort to sound normal, despite the fact moments earlier she had been jogging along clutching a mysterious package to her chest while looking back and forth suspiciously. It didn't help that being normal was rather difficult when her brain refused to think anything other than Please don't ask what's in the bag.

"So, what's that?" Rainbow Dash pointed at the bag.

"Oh this is nothing. Just... animal stuff." Fluttershy inwardly kicked herself. Even she could come up with a more convincing lie than that.

"What kind of animal stuff?" Rainbow Dash leaned closer and Fluttershy shuttered. Dash obviously knew that Fluttershy was talking out of her ass, and was just poking to find out why. This was, for glaringly obvious reasons, the exact opposite of what Fluttershy had aimed for.

"You know," Fluttershy said, "The usual."

"Um, I don't know, actually," Rainbow Dash put an arm around Fluttershy's shoulders. "If it's just animal stuff, you could just tell me what it is, which means it's probably not animal stuff. So what is it really?"

"Just... some books," she mumbled. No need to say what kind of books.

"Okay, now I know you're trying to hide something." Rainbow Dash shoved her face into Fluttershy's so that their noses were almost touching. "Otherwise you'd just tell me. You know you can tell me anything, right? We've been friends since we were little girls. You don't have to hide anything from me! Come on, tell me what's in the bag."

Fluttershy swallowed hard. She couldn't do this. She couldn't keep a secret from one of her oldest friends, no matter how horribly embarrassing it was. It pressure of keeping it inside her head was simply too great. She summoned up every ounce of her courage, closed her eyes, and opened her mouth.

"It's...it's porn!"

Rainbow Dash didn't say anything. Fluttershy, with extreme reluctance, opened her eyes. Rainbow Dash stared, her eyes as big as dinner plates. Then she blinked a few times, and burst into laughter so hard that she would have fallen over if she wasn't leaning against Fluttershy.

"Porn? Oh wow, I never thought I'd even hear you say that, even if you are just joking! Ha!" Rainbow Dash took a deep breath, trying to stop the giggling. "You must really be dead-set on keeping it a secret if that's what you try to use to throw me off. But it's fine. I get it. If you're willing to go that far to keep me from knowing what's in there, I guess I shouldn't keep bothering you." She finally released Fluttershy, who felt as if a great weight had lifted off her shoulders.

"T-thanks," She muttered, trying not to let on that she had just been completely honest. Sure, it wasn't what she had intended, but she'd take the win.

"Well, I gotta get back to my jogging. I'll let you get back to your 'porn'," Dash made finger quotes. "See you later!" She spun around and sprinted down the road.

Fluttershy let out such a huge sigh of relief that she nearly deflated. Then she resumed her jog towards the house. No reason to risk another close call.

A day later, Fluttershy shuffled through the market, keeping an eye out for cabbages, trying not to think about yesterday's events. She could deal with cabbages. All she had to do was make sure they weren't brown; if they were, Angel wouldn't eat them. Sure, it was boring, but it was better than dwelling on that. Unfortunately, the universe had other ideas.

"Oh, hello, Fluttershy!"

Fluttershy sighed. Today she didn't have any porn with her, which took the awkwardness level down by at least five, but the greeting had come from Twilight, who was fully aware of the porn as well as what Fluttershy had been doing yesterday evening. That shot the awkwardness level right back up by a few dozen. "Hello, Twilight," She said. Hopefully it would just be a completely run-of-the-mill conversation between two friends that had nothing whatsoever to do with porn, masturbation, or orgasms.

Then Twilight winked, and Fluttershy knew the cause was already lost.

"So, how did things go?" Twilight asked, a decidedly mischievous glint in her eye.

"I,uh, they didn't." Fluttershy mumbled.

"What!?" Twilight yelped. Then she remembered that they were in public and lowered her voice. "Uh, I mean, what?"

"It's a long story," Fluttershy mumbled. "Maybe we could... uh... I have to buy some cabbages." She turned on her heel and started to walk in a direction that Twilight wasn't in.

"The cabbages can wait! This is important." Twilight grabbed Fluttershy's hand and towed her down the street and into the library. She slammed and locked the door behind them. She peered out the window to make sure no one was watching, and then turned her attention back to Fluttershy. "So what happened? Did it just not work... or...?"

"I told you, it's a long story!" Fluttershy said, still trying to figure out how Twilight had pulled her out of her shopping trip so easily. "Do, uh... do we really have to talk about this now?"

"It's a good a time as any," Twilight answered. "Unless buying your cabbages is that much more important than your sexual health."

"My what?"

"Listen..." Twilight put an arm around Fluttershy's shoulders. Fluttershy trembled. "It'll be worth it, okay? Are you really in that much of a rush? If you are, we can do this tomorrow."

Fluttershy sighed. "Not really," she said. "I guess you want to hear what happened?"

"Sure, if you're okay with telling me."

"Alright. Well, last night I thought I'd try some of the things you mentioned. I got out those magazines that you gave me, and I found a few pictures that I... liked. Then I... you know. Started to do it."

"I see." Twilight rummaged through her desk and pulled her notebook out of what was probably a secret compartment of some sort. "What sort of techniques did you use?"

"Well, I did some rubbing, and I also did that pinching thing you mentioned, although I didn't want to do it too hard, you know." She felt herself starting to blush, but she resisted it. "I also did that thing you said about groping my breasts, and it actually sort of worked. It felt better than I expected. For a little bit I was actually just sort of touching my breasts because I liked that part."

"You sure must have!" Twilight said, a wide smirk on her face. "You're still doing it."

"Huh?"

Twilight nodded at Fluttershy's chest. Fluttershy looked down, and discovered that in the midst of her gesticulating, she had inadvertently, or perhaps subconsciously, began to cup her assets with her hands. Her blush won out and she whipped her hands behind her back.

"What? It's not like there's anything wrong with enjoying your body!" Twilight said with a chuckle. "Then again, you naturally wouldn't want me watching. But still, it's good to hear that you made a step in the right direction, even if you didn't get all the way there. You found out what you like."

"I guess..."

"So what happened? Could you just not get there?"

"Well, after a while, I could feel... something. That sort of tightness."

"Yes, yes! The tightness! The tightness is good!" Twilight scribbled furiously in her notebook. "How long did it take you to get it?"

"Um... about an hour."

"An hour!?" Twilight gasped. "And you didn't even come?"

Fluttershy shook her head. "No."

"W-what happened?"

"Well, once I noticed it, I kept going, but I started going a little harder. I put my fingers in a bit deeper and moved them around a little bit, and I really thought that I was getting close! I just needed a little bit more, and I would be able to come!"

"And!?"

"I got a cramp." Fluttershy held up her right hand. "It was sort of stuck like this." She forced her fingers into an awkward claw shape. "I tried to switch hands, but it just wasn't the same."

"Yeah, once you get used to using a certain hand, switching it can really throw off your rhythm. I've heard some people can do it equally well with both hands, but I'm pretty sure you have to train for that. Alternate hands each time, maybe a few extra with your non-dominant hand just to even it out." She shrugged. "What did you end up doing?"

"Well, I thought that maybe I could try that other thing you mentioned, using the showerhead."

"Ah." Twilight nodded sagely. "How did that work?"

"Well, I slipped in the tub and bruised my butt."

"Oooh..." Twilight grimaced. "I bet that killed the mood."

"Yes, it wasn't very pleasant. But I kept going!" She clenched her fists in emphasis. "I started working my way back to it! I could feel myself getting closer and closer. I could feel my insides starting to twist up! The warmth of the water, the pulsing... I could feel it going through my whole body!"

"Yes, and what happened then!?"

"My hot water ran out."

"Oh."

"Yeah." Fluttershy looked down and twirled the end of her hair around her finger. "That was sort of the end of it."

Twilight shivered, the mere idea sending a chill down her spine. "It's bad enough when you're just showering and the hot water goes out. How long were you in the shower for?"

"I'm not sure, another hour, maybe."

"Huh..." Twilight continued to scribble. "I think your problem is that while the method might work in theory, it simply doesn't build quickly enough. I think you probably could have an orgasm just by doing what you're doing, but it's quite impractical because it takes so long. We'll have to think up some way to expedite the process a bit if you don't want have to clear your entire afternoon whenever you masturbate."

"E-expedite the process?"

"Yes! A girl should have a way to orgasm that doesn't force her to spend three hours working up to it! You should choose whether you want to drag it out that long." She smiled a smile that made Fluttershy feel a pang of nervousness. "And I already have an idea of how we could do that."

"R-really?"

"Of course," Twilight said. "You can go back to shopping for cabbages for now. Just meet me here tomorrow morning, okay?"

Fluttershy wanted to refuse, but just ended up nodding.

Author's Note

Note: for all my clop writing, I know jack shit about how long it normally takes a woman to orgasm, so I have no idea if the numbers Fluttershy gives are even the slightest bit plausible. If anybody can give me more accurate numbers for how long it would take a woman to orgasm under normal circumstances, I'll switch it in. This may be just pointless drivel about Fluttershy having an orgasm, but damn if it isn't going to be at least sorta accurate pointless drivel about Fluttershy having an orgasm.