>Fluffy feathers brush your cheek, tickling your face as you manoeuvre your head to a less vulnerable position.
>Fluttershy turns to smile at you cheekily, opening her right wing to assault your face once again.
>Water flows down her wing, dripping from the tips of her feathers as she lifts it out of the bath to tickle you.
>"Is there some kind of problem, Anon~?"
>Giving her your best accusatory stare, you grip her wing lightly.
>Fishing the sponge from the bottom of the wooden tub, you run it gently down the length of the captured extremity.
>You can't help but give a soft grin when you see Fluttershy wriggle and laugh as you tickle her feathers with the sponge.
>Her serene laughter is gentle, always so full of mirth.
>Griping the other wing, you repeat the process over again. This time she seems to have calmed down and contentedly lies on her side as your little spoon as you brush her with the sponge.
"Never eager to make bath time easy, are you Shy?"
>Turning her face up to stare at you she gives you a closed eye grin, sticking her tongue out and giggling.
>The door to the bathroom flings open suddenly.
>*Splash*
>Both you and your love are covered in stray bath water as an unidentified creature hurls itself into the tub.
>The beast creates small bubbles from under the water as it hides there, waiting to pounce from the liquid and strike.
>Shielding your eyes as the monster pokes its head out of the water (sending it everywhere), you try to address it, maybe to barter your freedom or beg to be spared. However, it begins to speak, cutting you off before you can reason with it.
>"You guys are having a bath without me!?"
>The creamy peach colored filly addresses you with indignant shock.
>Fluttershy lifts herself up to speak with your daughter, giving her an accusatory smile.
>"We /were/ sweetie, I thought you were staying at your friends house tonight?"
>Fluttershys voice turns worried.

>"There's nothing wrong is there Honey?"
>Peach snorts in laughter.
>"Yeah, my mom and dad decided to forget about me and have a bath all to themselves! I don't know how I'll ever be able to look at them the same ever again."
>She wipes a non-existent tear from her eye, trying to look hurt as she succumbs to her giggling fit.
>Fluttershy attempts to give her a stern look. It probably misses the mark as her mouth fights to try not to turn up into a grin.
>You find it hard not to smile at your daughter yourself.
>Finding her lungs, Peach finally answers Fluttershy properly.
>"I forgot the sleepover book I borrowed from aunty Twilight. The girls said we don't stand a chance at having a great sleepover without it!"
"So then, you're heading back out-"
>She rockets from the wooden bath with the energy of an active volcano.
>Landing on the ground with a soft *clop* she turns to give both you and your wife a peck on the cheek. 
>"Yup! I left it in my room, so I'll see you later."
>You understand what she is about to do a slight bit too late as she shakes wildly, shaking all the water stuck to her coat all over the room.
"Peach, please don't do thaaaaa- and she's gone."
>In the next few seconds you hear your daughter rush through the house, barge into her room, rummage around, run out of her room-
>*Thwomp*
>"Oops. Sorry!"
>- knock over the coat rack and slam the door to the house.
>You give a weak sigh, looking at the now soaked bathroom.
>Fluttershy merely giggles as she lies back on her side against you.
"How does she take after you again, Shy?"
>Smiling up at you she answers quietly, still keeping her relaxed voice.
>"She loves her Human?"
>You give her a suspicious smile.
"And how does she take after me?"
>Lifting her head, she puts the soft lips of her muzzle to yours, kissing you deeply.
>Holding herself there for a dozen seconds, she twirls her tongue gently in your mouth, playing contentedly with your own.

>Pulling away leaves some residue saliva which she licks up into her mouth sensually.
>Fluttershys face shows a calm confidence, the type that comes from knowing an absolute truth.
>Her face is bright and soft with a light blush moving across her features.
>Long silky pink hair flows from her in bubblegum waterfalls.
>Those deep blue eyes glitter in the dim candlelight of the room, like rows of quarts.
>"Her stunning beauty."
>Red creeps its way onto your face, you hate it when she flirts with you like that. She knows how her compliments still cause butterflies in your stomach... Maybe that's what her cutie mark really means?
>Shyly turning away you grab your sponge to once again continue cleaning her in an attempt to bring your mind off of her words.
>Dragging the sponge along her length you come to the back of her wing joint, a sly smile hugs your face as you formulate a plan of action.
>Lifting her wing back, you grip the pit of her wing with your hand, gently massaging it.
>Fluttershy spots your plan to late, flinching in surprise and letting out a long, drawn-out groan of contentment as you continue your ministrations.
>Rubbing the pit of her wing steadily, with the slightest bit of force to massage the muscle is how she likes it best.
>"Ah, Anon n- not my weakness."
>Bending down you lift her front up slightly, allowing your head access to her wing.
>And make full use of that access you do.
>Moving your head to her joint you give it a tiny lick. Sending jolts up Fluttershys spine as she gasps in surprise.
>You continue to lick at her wing pit with your tongue, holding her in position with your hands.
>"A- Anon, you know h- how this makes me."
>Her other wing becomes erect, sending /more/ water splashing over the floor.
>Running your hand down her body, over to her massive, mare mammeries, you grip one of them lightly, squishing it gently in your palm.

>Fluttershys squeals in delight as you massage her horsie tits and lick at her avian wing pit.
>Her moans climb in volume, until she's crying out your name in desperation for relief below.
>Suddenly, she stops her moaning. Fluttershy bolts upright, turning to stand over you, her pony body roughly the same size horizontally as yours is vertically.
>Her face is dark; a crimson blush clings to her face tightly. A wicked smile stumbles uncomfortably on her face, switching constantly between 'I'm really sexually frustrated' and 'You get a 5 second break in-between every orgasm'.
>Flaring her wings out and standing tall and firm above you, she looks mad with lust. 
>Her voice is deeper and shaky, an unusual variant from her normally serene demeanour, but firm and commanding all the same.
>Honestly it scares you a little.
>"BEDROOM."
>A lot*

"Eeeeep."
>You try to convince yourself that was greentext.
>You land on the bed with a soft *thud*.
>Facing belly up, you stare at the now slowly advancing Fluttershy. Stepping steadily in front of the bed, she slithers from side to side like a serpent ready to strike at a mouse.
>Hopping into the air and fluttering her wings steadily, she lets out a low growl.
>Fluttershy hovers over your body, slowly decreasing altitude to meet with your still naked body.
>Dropping her wings when she reaches half a foot above you she comes down steadily, landing square on her hooves as she stands above you.
"Uh, are you okay Shy-"
>Unfortunately your words are cut short as Fluttershy presses her muzzle roughly against your own.
>Your mouths connect with a slick sound. Fluttershy makes full use of the opportunity, forcing her flat, pony-like tongue into your waiting mouth.
>She is extremely aggressive with her oral muscle, grabbing your own tongue and wrapping hers around it. She sucks gently, intent on brutalizing your poor muscle with her own.

>Try as you might, you cannot fight her tongue or her arousing demeanour. Your soldier stands at rapt attention, ready to plunge into enemy territory and you find yourself pushing into the kiss, completely at Fluttershys mercy.
>Fluttershy notices this however and quickly pulls away, leaving you raising your head to try and follow her foolishly.
>Opening your eyes you stare at her. Those quarts eyes from before are gone, shadow cloaks them now, turning them a regal moon blue. Her once serene smile is twisted and wicked, like a predator at the throat of its prey, ready to toy with it.
>Her smile turns smug and confident when she notices your attempts to chase after her mouth and your weak upward thrusts into nothing. Now her voice carries a dangerous, teasing tone.
>"What's the matter, Sweetheart?"
>The beating of your heart fills your ears, a steady thumping reminding you how pent up her words make you feel.
>"Did you want to continue kissing me, is that it?"
>She brings her face close to yours; the smile that clings to her face looks malicious, like a sadist that just stole a dentist's outfit and is leaning over a foal, ready to give him 3 fillings he doesn't need.
>You nod weakly, mostly out of fear of giving the wrong answer.
>"Awww, you want me to give you another kiss on the lips? Then you're going to have to ask /really/ nicely."
>Damn it. You can feel your member throb at her teasing.
"Please Flutt-"
>Fluttershy stands, leaning her neck down to address you.
>"Fluttershy? Am I not your one and only love Anon?"
>Swallowing, you close your eyes, trying to keep your throbbing erection from overcoming your ability to think.
"Love... please. Kiss-"
>Once more you are cut off as a weight plants itself on your face.
>"If you insist, Sweetie. I'll kiss you as many times as you want."
>Fluttershy planted her fat flank square on your face, surrounding your head in the soft, pillowy prison of her huge, plush pony rump.

>A heat radiates from her dripping sex, now placed firmly over your mouth; it leaks hot juices onto your lips.
>"C'mon Love, I thought you wanted some kisses?"
>Fluttershy giggles sadistically as her clit begins to pepper your nose with kisses. Every wink causing your nose to agitate her swollen clit, sending ripples of electricity through her body.
>"If you do a good job, I'll even give you a treat."
>Her voice is silky once more, motherly and kind, you'd fall for it were you in a less compromising situation.
>Pulling your arms around her huge rump, you hold it steady as you poke your tongue into her leaking marehood.
>Her twitching slit pries open with a bit of effort, you drag your tongue along the length of it, intent to focus on her outer lips for now.
>Fluttershy squeals in ecstasy as you continue you ministrations, her winking increasing in pace rapidly.
>"O- oh Celestia. I didn't know you were t- this good at eating pony pussy, Love."
>Her sultry words send twitches through your member.
>Now however, her voice seems to waiver slightly, shifting back to her genuine, gentle style shortly.
>Picking up a steady rhythm, you decide to move onto the next step.
>You stab at her unprotected horsie hole with your tongue, intent on getting it lodged as far inside her sopping wet slit as possible.
>Fluttershy continues to moan and writhe above you, occasionally whispering lines of encouragement.
>"O- Oh my Anon. I should get you to do this more often. If you were a pony you'd probably have your head buried in my thighs as a cutie mark."
>Her slightly demeaning words only serve to harden your length. You thrust wildly at the air now, desperate for something to penetrate.
>Fluttershy turns herself around on your face and lays down on your body. She grabs your member with her soft hooves, playing with the head.
> Her voice is teasing and giddy, much like Pinkie Pie playing a game.
>"Ohhhh, what's this guy up to Anon?"

>Her hooves gently twirl your head as she giggles, playing with the copious pre you produced.
>"Is there anything you want me to do, Sweetie?"
>She licks your head gently, sampling some of the thick pre leaking from your tip.
>You attempt to answer her but the bountiful amount of fresh yellow pony plot in your face makes your already moaned words come out muffled.
>"What's that, Love? I couldn't here you over my butt. Do you want my pony ass Sweetie, is that it?"
>Fluttershy lifts up again, now resting her full overflowing bottom on your face.
>Her tight Pegasus hole constricts around your tongue, desperately trying to milk it for its nonexistent payload.
>Her thick, sticky pony essence tastes like bananas and sugar, it flows down your throat in sticky drops of love.
>"Ahhhh! A- Anon, I'm gonna do it. Pl- please, do what you normally do."
>Lifting her body up you re-align your mouth, positioning it to attack her winking love-button.
>Striking with untold accuracy, you poke at her pony clit with your oral organ, rapidly assaulting it tirelessly as you press your head as far into her plump, pony cheeks as you can.
>Fluttershy screams out in orgasm, shaking wildly above you as her love juices flood out of her in a stream.
>Not to ignore her request, you open your mouth below her sex, letting the juices flow into your mouth like a waterfall.
>She loves it when you drink her nectar, you can't really deny the attraction yourself, her essence tastes something like a banana smoothie when she finally achieves orgasm.
>Holding it in your mouth you wait for her to stop shaking before swallowing it down in lewd gulps.
>Fluttershy stares down at you with a tired, lusty expression stapled to her face. Your lewd swallowing causing her blush to expand, covering most of her face fiercely now.
>Lowering her head, she connects her mouth with your own once more, going over slower, more refined motions with her tongue.

>Pulling away, she slides down your body, dragging her fluffy belly and large, milky breasts across your member as she does.
>You gasp as your patient soldier brushes against Fluttershy's soft, delicate stomach. She runs her wings down your sides as she slithers down, cuddling your arms with her feathery plumage.
>"I think you did a wonderful job, Sweetie."
>The brightly colored mare comes to a rest slightly further than your member.
>Fluttershy rests her tired sex against you manhood, her winking, mare clit kisses the base of your manhood as she holds herself there, making sloppy sounds every time it opens to greet you.
>"And I did promise you I give you a reward for trying. I just didn't know you'd be so diligent. You really enjoy eating my pony pussy, don't you Sweetie."
>She giggles sweetly, her dirty compliments still causing you to twitch in anticipation.
>Lifting herself up, she begins to grind her marehood down the length of you member. Her slick juices coat your entire length in her sticky, shy, pony nectar.
>Holding her slit at your tip with her hind legs holding steady, she stands cowgirl position over you, ready to plunge your manliness inside.
>Closing your eyes in anticipation, you hold your breath, ready for the inevitable drop into ecstasy.
>...
>When the intense feeling never arrives however, you open your eyes to stare at your lover.
>Fluttershy looks down at you calmly; her face full of her usual mirth, a small yet self-satisfied smile hugs her lips.
>She leans forward the second she notices you open your eyes.
>"I want to look you in the eyes when we connect, Love."
>Pressing her mouth into yours, she simultaneously lowers her hips onto your own.
>Her smooth and sticky love hole allows you entrance slowly, pressing against your member with practiced timing, letting it sink in inch by trembling inch.

>The tightness of her passage always surprises you, how slick and smooth her pony pussy feels as it contacts against your length.
>As her crotch finally comes to rest against yours, both of you release the moans you kept inside straight into each other's mouths.
>Her entire passage hugs you closely, massaging your human prick with expert motions, desperately trying to milk your seed.
>Fluttershy pulls her mouth from yours, staring down at you with the brilliant quarts eyes you love, her face one of lusty intrigue.
>"Anon... what do you think of human women?"
>Her question catches your rather distracted mind off guard. You attempt to talk in-between the moans caused by her diligent ministrations, despite her lack of vertical movement.
"Uh, I, uh-"
>"I mean, do you think about them often, like how they are in bed?"
>A squeeze from her lower love muscles punctuates her words.
>Gaining a small grasp of reality, you lift your hands to hold her cheeks softly.
"Fluttershy, I haven't thought of anypony- or anyone but you like that since we first made love."
>Her face flushes in a bright blush as you speak your peace, a confident, protective smile locked to her muzzle.
>"Good answer."
>As the words leave her mouth, her hips shift into motion, beginning their rhythmic rise and fall.
>Both of you groan in pleasure as she moves her hips to an invisible beat, picking up speed as she ploughs herself onto your member.
>"Human women can't rut you like me, can they Anonymous?"
>Her fat pony bottom rises and falls seamlessly. Wet drops of her love fling from the site of your lovemaking, sending stick drops of nectar all over the bed.
>You nose is filled with nothing but he arousing scents of Fluttershy's sex. Her pheromones are sickly sweet to your nose, every breath of them you take clouds your mind, making it impossible to think of anything other than rutting her raw.

>Fluttershy screams out as she reaches orgasm again and again, an easy task for you to achieve when you finally get to give her your hot money dick.
>Fluttershy's fore hooves give out, causing her front end to plop down on your chest, her large rear continues to slap against your crotch every time she slams against you however.
>A familiar feeling forms in the base of your manhood, built up from the constant teasing.
"Ah, Fl- Fluttershy, I'm almost there."
>This causes her marehood to constrict hard for a moment, loosening up momentarily after.
>"Anon?"
>Her pace is frantic now, desperately trying to force you to orgasm.
"Yeah, Shy?"
>Fluttershy's voice cracks as she attempts to address you.
>"I- inside, please."
>She loves it when you finish inside of her. It's fine so long as Twilight hasn't cast that spell on her again. One foal is already a full time job.
>You sit up, holding her tightly with your hands on her flanks. She takes the opportunity to wrap her glorious yellow plumage around your body.
>An electric jolt of pleasure shoots from you as you fill her with your human seed. You pour as much as you possibly can into her, sending sting after string of virile manliness into her fertile horsie pussy, desperately trying to penetrate into her womb and give her another foal, however futile the attempt may be.
>Her entire body shakes in rapture as her roughly-treated marehood contracts and spasms. Her clit twitches and winks rapidly, kissing your member as many times as it can as her love-tunnel shoots stick mare fluid over your lower body.
>Your sperm penetrates her womb, seeping deep inside of her, searching desperately for an unfertilized egg to assault. 
>Both of you are left breathless, gulping in large breaths of air in an attempt to come down from heaven.
>After a brief half-minute, Fluttershy lifts her head from your chest wearily. She brings it to your own tired face, locking your lips into a delicate kiss.

>Unlike the rest, this kiss is tender. Her lips feel softer than usual. Her tongue doesn't fight yours, but is merely content to hug and rub your own.
>Pulling away reveals her face once more. Eyes glittering like tiny astral Neptune's, floating in white space.
>That serene, loving smile that you cherish more than anything.
>Grinning to yourself, you pull her close to your chest, hugging her gently and stroking her long, still twitching yellow wings.
>Fluttershy sighs in utter contentment against your chest.
>"You meant what you said... about Human women, didn't you?"
>Giving a small chuckle, you stoke her head, whispering into her ear.
"Every word. None of them could come close to competing with you, Love."
>Lifting her head to gaze at you reveals her damp eyes and steady smile.
>"Do you think Peach will be okay with her friends?"
>Stoking her hair out of her face, you snicker.
"Of course, they have Twilights book don't they, how could it possibly go wrong?"
>She gives a weak giggle at this.
 >"I just hope she's fine. I worry when she leaves, even for a while."
>Wiping the wetness from her eyes you attempt to console her.
" She's been on sleepovers with her friends before. I'm sure she'll be just fine. What's got into you anyway, Love; there's no need to be worried?"
>She bites her lip, moving her muzzle closer to your ear, words coming out in a whisper.
>"I want another one."
>You stare ahead surprised and incredulous.
>[spoiler]"I may have also asked Twilight to cast the spell on me."[/spoiler]