Tissue trouble

>Day spanking the hot monkey in Equestria.
>Wake up.
>Do your morning routine.
>Shit, Shower, trim that Anonymoustache.
>Go downstairs for some breakfast.
>Boot up your computer while pouring yourself a bowl of cereal.
>Rarity-O's, little white/brownish rings with vanilla pudding flavor.
>Delicious.
>Your computer finishes starting its Whinnydos OS and you go on the internet.
>Time for your morning fap.
>Ever since you got to Equestria you've gotten no real release.
>Of course lots of mares want to buck you, but that aint for you.
>You have standards.
>Fapping to stories describing those same mares being flattened by a rolling pin is no problem of course.
>You also figure that keeping your body drained of sexual energy, you won't get a boner as easily if you get caught up in yet another rape attempt.
>Have sweet release into a tissue.
>Toss it in the bin next to your pc.
>Looks like you filled up the bin, time to take out the trash.
>As you pour your residue out into the dumpster, you see something stir inside.
>What the fuck.
>Suddenyl a yellow head pops up from the trash looking at you confused.
>"U-uhm.... h-hi Anon.. funny meeting you here.. heheheh"
"Fluttershy, what are you doing in my trash?"
>"T-that's a f-funny story.. I w-was just.."
>Her yellow face turns read as she is desperately trying to change the subject.
>"W-well... It's not a-actually that important.."
>"H-hey Anon, w-why are there s-so many tissues in your trash?"
>"O-Oh no! Y-you must be ill!"
>You see a shift in Fluttershy's expression as she shifts into caring-for-animals-mode.
>She jumps out of your garbage container and grabs you with her hooves, dragging you back inside your house.
>"You need to stay in bed mister and let me take care of you"
>As she drags you upstairs, you try to tell her you are not sick but she won't have any of it.
>She tucks you securely into bed and says she will bring you some soup to feel better.
>You try to get up out of bed as soon as she lets you go.
"Goddammit Fluttershy I told you I'm n-"
>Stop in the middle of your sentence, unable to speak further.
>Fluttershy is staring at you with a commanding look.
>Her powerful eyes are forcing you to stay under the covers.
>Guess this must be "The Stare" you've heard many a legend about.
>Bitch be scary, you are only happy she hasn't thought of using this power for the forces of >rape yet.
>Lie and wait in your bed, while you hear Fluttershy using your kitchen below.
>Your bedroom door opens and there comes Fluttershy holding a bowl of steaming soup.
>Look inside the bowl and see the ingrediënts.
>Oysters, Asparagus, Chocolate, figs, A whole banana.
>This isn't so much a soup as it is a bunch of aphrodesiacs with some broth sprinkled on top.
>Come to think of it, the broth smells suspiciously like hay and honey.
>Even when she is trying to nurse you back to health, this mare has boning you as a first priority.
"Yeah I'm not gonna eat that."
>"O-oh Anon, I know you aren't hungry right now b-because you're ill, but its r-really important to eat something."
>Groan and rub your temples, this mare is so dense she is giving you a headache.
>"Oh my gosh! Y-your head is hurting as w-well? This is more serious than I th-thought."
>"W-wait, I'll be right back!"
>With that she flies off to who knows where.
>Time to make great use of the opportunity to escape and go on with your day as normal.
>Run downstairs.
>When you get to your front door, you realise that besides trying to escape rape attempts, you don't acutally ever do anything.
>Hmm. Bummer.
>Go back to bed and wait patiently for Fluttershy to return.
>After a short while she returns with Twilight as well.
>The unicorn is wearing a labcoat and goggles, and is carrying a microscope.
>"T-twilight is going to use science to f-figure out what kind of disease is affecting you"
>You look at the two mares with a bored look on your face.
>Twilight looks back at you with a confident smirk.
>"That's right Anon! Now if you will just sneeze in this tissue over here, I will use the sample to solve this puzzle in no time!"
>Sigh.
"As I've told Fluttershy over there countless times before, I'm healthy! I couln't sneeze even if I wanted to."
>Twilight looks at Fluttershy with a questioning look, Fluttershy looks quite calm though.
>"I-i though he w-would be that way, s-so I saved a tissue from earlier. H-he is ill, he just doesn't know it yet."
>Fluttershy hands Twilight a yellowcrusted tissue, you have to surpress your gagging as you see them pass it from mouth to mouth.
>Twilight places the specimen under the microscope and looks at it intently.
>Little beads of spaghetti begin to pearl on your forehead as you watch her closely study your dried up splooge.
>"Interesting.." Twilight mutters.
>"This doesn't appear to be mucus"
>"I-it doesn't?" Fluttershy is shocked.
>"No, this seems to be the substance known to science as coomaldehyde, or in laymans terms: human semen."
>Twilight continues:
>"And while coomaldehyde is something Equestrian science does not yet know everything about, it is quite normal for it to be coming out of Anon."
>"So Anon might be telling the truth saying he is healthy."
>At this last part, you see Fluttershy's expression change to one of dissapointment.
>Guess she was looking forward to nursing you back to health.
>With~her~body~
>You on the other hand, look at her with a look of smug satisfaction.
"Told ya."
>Twilight leaves with the microscope, taking the sulking Fluttershy with her.
>Spend the rest of your day doing a massive victory dance all over your house.
>It was good.
>Go to bed and have sweet dreams about cunt-punting Fluttershy.
>Wake up in the middle of the night due to some strange sensation.
>Your nose is alternatively really warm and pretty cold.
>Whenever its warm you also have trouble breathing through it.
>There is also something pushing down on your chest.
>As your senses start to awaken you realise more about the situation your in.
>Your nose is being inserted in and out of somewhere.
>Its a hot and wet place.
>The thing pushing on your chest seems to be a pony sitting on top of you.
>You now realise Fluttershy is -for god knows what reason- fucking your nose.
>She doesn't seem to have realised you are awake yet.
>With a quick movement you rise up and push her off of your bed.
>She eeps as her head hits the floor.
"What the fuck are you doing this time, Fluttershy?" you say as you wipe some maregoo of your nose.
>"I-i finally figured out how y-you've been able to resist me all this time, mister!"
"You are a disgusting horse-thing with no sense of decency?"
>Ignoring that remark, Fluttershy continues.
>"B-because you look sort of like a monkey, I-i'd always assumed you had similar physiology."
>"S-so I thought that the t-thing between your legs w-was your hot monkey dick."
>"But seeing as you use tissues t-to collect your c-cum, it must mean y-your actual d-dick is.."
>"Your nose!"
>She says this while pointing a hoof at your face in a dramatic fashion, as if she is accusing you of murder.
>You snort with laughter at this sillyness.
>"S-see! I-it's responding allready!"
>"What I  thought to b-be your dick was actually your trunk, and that th-thing on your face is your true hot-"
>Fluttershy jumps back on to the bed.
>"-elephantmonkey-"
>She looks at the center of your face with bedroom eyes as she extends her hoof.
>"-dick"
>Fluttershy "seductively" boops your nose.
>You can't take it anymore and start laughing uncontrollably.
>As your nostrils spasm from the laughing fit, Fluttershy jumps up ontop of you and shoves her tongue in your left nostril.
>You are caught off guard and it takes you a while to respond to this strange occurance.
>Meanwhile the yellow rapist is violating your nasal cavity.
>Her tongue twirls around, wetting your nosehairs and licking up boogers.
>You are not sure for who this is more gross, her or you.
>Fluttershy seems oblivious though, seeing your snot as nothing more than pre-cum.
>After regaining your composure, you push the horny pony back away from you again.
>It's all fun and games, untill someone sticks their tongue in your nose.
"Fluttershy, as hilarious as your idea is, it's wrong."
>Fluttershy looks at you confused.
"My nose is my nose, and my hot mon-.. my dick is my dick. Which you will never be getting."
>Fluttershy now looks at you both confused and sad.
>"B-but I was so s-sure I was right this time.."
"Well, you weren't. Now get out of my house."
>Fluttershy hesitates a bit, so you take the liberty of picking her up and tossing her out of your bedroom window.
>And now for some more sleep.

>Day Super Monkey Ball in Equestria.
>Wake up.
>Get out of bed.
>Walk over to your bathroom to start your morning routine.
>On your way there you bump your head, seemingly against nothing.
>Looking more closely you see that there is a see-through plastic wall installed in the middle of your bedroom.
>Who could've done this?
>Your question is answered as you look over to Twilight sitting on the other side of the wall, observing you and scribbling notes on a notepad.
"Ehm, Twilight, why am I in here?"
>"Thats quite simple Anon, you're in quarantine."
>lolwut
"Quarantine? For what?"
>"It turns out you are ill after all. Fluttershy brought to my attention that there is semen coming out of your nose, rather than out of your penis."
>"Such an ailment is unknown of in Equestria, so I decided to place you in a plastic bubble in case the disease is infectuous."
>Slap your face with your palm.
>As you work up the spaghetti to start explaining the concept of a fapkin, Fluttershy comes walking in your bedroom.
>Notice she has some of your used tissues shoved up her snout.
>How many of those did she actually steal from your trash?
>Wait why does she have any of them up her nose to begin with?
>While you ponder these questions, Fluttershy walks up to Twilight.
>"O-oh thank goodness, T-twilight you put him in the b-bubble like I suggested."
>"H-hopefully we contained him before he i-infected somepo- h-hatchoo."
>Fluttershy does her best to fake a sneeze, and lets some of the nasty tissues fall out of her snout.
>"O-oh no. It's s-semen, I g-guess I've been infected."
>Twilight examines the dropped tissues and conludes that Fluttershy is indeed infected.
>Naturally she gets put into the bubble as well.
>Fan-fucking-tastic.
>Fluttershy immedeately heads for your pants and starts unbuckling your belt.
>You tap on the plastic.
"Ehm.. Twilight.. aren't you going to stop this?"
>Twilight looks on intrigued.
>"Of course not Anon. How will we ever know if you're cured untill we see semen coming out of your penis instead of your nose?"
>Of course.
>How could you think this would ever end without
>Fucking Fluttershy.