Flutterrape: The Itch

>Wake up, do the whole shower, shit, and shave routine
>Go downstairs
>Hear a familiar knocking
>Let’s just get this over with
>Open the door
>Get on the floor
>Don’t walk the dinosaur
>The last time you did….
>Shudder
>Fluttershy is there, as she always is, and always will be
>But she’s not wearing some strange outfit
>She’s not acting differently
“What’s your plan today Fluttershy?”
>She blushes at you
>”I just want to give you a hug…um yeah.”
>You know there’s more to it
>What’s she planning?
>Fluttershy’s smile fades as you stare at her
>She slowly hides into her mane
>But her hooves are outstretched
>Inviting you to hug her
>Yellow Quiet lets out a small whimper after a few moments
>Damn, are you really going to hug her?
>You kneel down
>Brush her mane away from her face
>Fluttershy looks extremely sad
“Oh alright.”
>You hug her
>Fluttershy hugs you back quickly
>And tightly into a crushing bear hug
>She pulls you closely to her
>You would complain but she’s so soft
>Who knew her marshmallow hooves and breezy mane would feel so nice?
>Then you feel it
>No, not that hoof that’s inching toward your backside
>Slap it away
>”*squeak*”
>You were expecting that
>But ….something  else
>It’s itchy, and you felt it jump on you
>Does she have?
>Fleas?!
>Push her away from you
>Fluttershy gasps
>”I-is something w-wrong?”
>Slap the flea off of your arm
>Gross
>Glare at Fluttershy
>Her eyes are shifty and she smiles nervously at you
>”Um, are fleas your fetish?”
>Face palm
>For fuck’s sake
“How is that a fetish?”
>Fluttershy stutters
>She bites her lip and avoids eye contact; instead she looks around you nervously
>Her face is becoming redder every second
>”Um, I uh *mumblemumblemumble* m-maybe you um…”
“Try again.”
>”*mumblemumble* found them …ex-exciting?”
“They’re disgusting Fluttershy.”
>Fluttershy hangs her head
>”I…I know.”
>Her hoof drags along the ground
>She fidgets a bit, and squeaks
>”Oooh. They’re so itchy!”
>She closes her eyes tightly, and almost attempts to scratch them with her hind leg
>You walk up to her and scratch her upper haunch
>She lets out a sigh of relief, and throws her head back happily
>”That feels so nice.”
>Fluttershy seems so at ease now
“How did you even get fleas?”
>Fluttershy gets out of her trance, she looks ashamed
>”Well, it’s not because I’m unclean.”
>She asserts rubs a hoof along her foreleg
>”Usually only foals get fleas, but I got them on purpose.”
>Fluttershy’s ears fidget
>”Can you possibly, scratch along my mane if you wouldn’t mind?”
>You run your hand along her back, and up to her mane
>It’s so soft and breezy, and yet durable
>You scratch her underneath her mane
>She nuzzles your hand and presses up against it while cooing
>”Yes!”
>Fluttershy seems embarrassed by her outburst and blushes again
>”I g-got the fleas from one of my animal friends, normally I would treat them as soon as possible, and make sure I don’t get them myself, but ummmm…”
“You wanted to see if it was my fetish?”
>She nods
>You stop petting and scratching her
>She nuzzles your neck happily
>Some fleas jump on you
>Scratch them off
>Ah, god! She’s infested!
>Poor thing….
>Fluttershy turns around
>She flicks her tail, and presents herself to
>”Could you go a little lower?”
>She puts on a forced seductive voice
>”M-mommy has a special itch.”
>It was only a matter of time
“Well, good luck with that!”
>You walk back towards your door
>”W-wait!”
>She flutters over to you, and blocks your path
>She gives you a small smile
>”I was just wondering, could you eat them off of me?”
>What the hell?
“Why would I do that?”
>”Well um monkeys-“
“No!”
>”*eep*”
>You walk around her
>”Wait!”
>She hovers in front of your path again
“What?”
>”Please, could you help me get rid of them?”
>Fluttershy gives you pleading expression
>”I really, really, really would appreciate it.”
>She fidgets a bunch
“Why should I help you? You’re always bothering me.”
>Fluttershy looks like she wants to protest this, but sighs instead
>”I’m sorry Anon…”
>She has the biggest saddest eyes on her
>They pierce your very soul
>Her lip starts quivering
>”I didn’t mean to bother you I jus-“
“Okay! Okay! Just stop looking at me like that.”
>”Really?!”
“Yes…”
>She flutters back down the ground, but her wings are still flapping in excitement
>She squees
>”Thank you!”
>The sooner you get rid of the fleas, the sooner she’ll leave you alone
>For today anyway

>You take her to the doctor’s
>Not sure why you needed to be with her
>The doctor talks to you
>”Well, I hate to say it….”
>”But your marefriend has fleas.”
“We know.”
>Fluttershy is blushing furiously
>Wait…
“She’s not my marefriend!”
>The doctor blinks
>”Sorry, your wife has fleas.”
>Let out an exasperated sigh
>Deep breath
>Just drop it…..
>Fluttershy giggling, but stops when she catches you glaring
>”Um…m’sorry.”
>Ignore her and turn to the doctor
“Okay, so do we give her a flea collar or something?”
>He looks offended
>”She’s not an animal.”
>Right…
“So what should she do?”
>The doctor smiles
>”Simple, we shave her!”
>Fluttershy gasps
>”W-wait!”
“That seems a little extreme don’t you think?”
>”It’s the only way to be sure.”
>You guess fleas are as infectious and despised as lice are to humans
>That explains why Fluttershy is in a large plastic bubble at the moment
“Can’t we just give her some nice shampoo, and a special comb?”
>The doctor sighs
>”Those can work, but this time of year is when it can spread quickly.”
>”She may have already given it to half of the ponies she’s talked to today.”
>The doctor’s eyes widen
>”Including you!”
>Shake your head
“Nah, my lack of a coat sort of keeps them from settling on me.”
>Fluttershy is still hyperventilating
>”Are they g-g-g-going to shave me?”
“No let’s get out of here, and get somewhere more comfortable.”
>Fluttershy’s eyes lower and she grins
>”Somewhere more comfortable?”
>The doctor looks amused
>”She has fleas and you’re going t-“
“Nope! Nope! Nope!”
>You take Fluttershy out of the bubble
>Drag her out of there
>The doctor calls from out of the building
>”Be sure to use a condom!”
>Son of a bitch
>Ponies are staring at you
>Fluttershy calls back
>”W-w-w-we *mumblemumble* we um will!”
>You hear someone wolf-whistle
>You hiss
“We’re not going to have sex Fluttershy!”
>”But you said we would go …’somewhere more comfortable’.”
“To treat your fleas!”
>”Oh, oops?”
>Fluttershy nuzzles your leg
>”A-are you sure we can’t possibly *mumble*?”
“NO!”
>”*whimper*”

>You walk back to your home with her
>In awkward silence

>You arrive at your home
>You were hoping she would just go back to her cottage
>But she still followed
>Right now you’re going to give her a bath
>You had to make sure she wasn’t going into your bedroom
>She really likes your house
>Even if it’s pretty messy
>Fluttershy is staring at your clothes hamper
“Come on Fluttershy….”
>She fidgets a bunch
>Scratch her haunches
>She squeaks happily
>You enter the bathroom
>Go to the bathtub
>Start running the the bath water
>Fluttershy eyes you expectantly
“What?”
>”Aren’t y-you going to um undress?”
“I’m not bathing with you.”
>She looks very disappointed
“Do you want the fleas gone or not?”
>Fluttershy nods
>You cradle her into your arms
>She nuzzles you as you place her into the tub
>You rinse her coat
>Then her mane
>Fluttershy starts preening her wings
>You soak those as well
>She squeaks and flaps them
>You rub them to relax her
>She lets out a sigh of content
“Are you feeling better?”
>”Warmer, but um we need the vinegar now…”
>You nod
>Brush the strands of wet mane from her face
>She looks up at you with those limpid teal eyes
“Hold still Fluttershy.”
>You pour the vinegar onto her coat
>The fleas start hopping off of her
>Gross, good riddance
>You lather it around her flank
>”Oooooh right there~.”
>Shake your head
>Oh, Fluttershy
>Her tail flicks around, so you grab it
>Even though it’s wet it’s still large and soft
>You lather it, and a few fleas crawl out
>She squees
>”It feels so good!”
>She nuzzles you
>Getting your face all wet
>You push her muzzle away gently
>She nibbles lightly on your fingers as you do so
>Lather her mane with vinegar
>Make sure it goes deep into her coat and skin
>Rinse her off
>You do this twice
>Seems like the fleas are gone
>But now she smells like vinegar
>Grab the bubblebath soap
>Pour a bunch into it
>Bubbles start to form and rise around her
>A large bubble floats above her muzzle
>She looks at it with big curious eyes
>Her mouth makes an ‘o’ of delight
>It taps her then pops, causing her to squeak and flinch
>You laugh at her overreaction, and she ends up laughing too
>Fluttershy rubs a few bubbles on your face
“I’ll get you for that.”
>”Oh um wait!”
>You lather her up roughly
>It tickles her and she giggles
>”Hehehehehe~ mister it’s too ticklish!”
>You tickle behind her ears
>Lather up that long wet mane
>She lifts up her chin and lets out little happy pants
>You rub her neck
>Spread the bubbles into her wings
>She wiggles her hooves while giggling
>You’re laughing too
>It's like washing a dog
>You rinse her off and rub all along her midsection
>Her coat actually looks quite shiny now
>Fluttershy bites her lip at you
>You roll your eyes, and place a bubble on her forehead
>She yelps, and then mischievously flaps her wings
>They splash you a bit
>”Um come and join me Anon.”
>Your shirt is now soaked, so you take it off
>But you ignore her request
>Rinse her once more
>As you do so she nuzzles your chest
>Her mane and ears press against you
>It tickles, and warms your heart
>You cradle her cheeks in your hands
>Lift her head up and look into her eyes
>She’s beaming at you as if you’ve done the kindest thing anyone has ever done for her
>She smiles widely
“Are you ready to dry off?”
>She closes her eyes and nods
>”Mhm.”
>You drain the water, and take her out of the tub
>She grins at you, and shakes her coat, mane, and wings
>A whole bunch of water gets on you
>Then she looks a little sad
>”Sorry!”
“It’s alright.”
>You sit down and take a towel and rub it on her coat
>She presses up against it
>Hoping to somehow get closer to you
>You rub her tail and dry it off
>It’s now poofy and airy like it normally is
>She rubs you with it, but you lightly push it away
>You dry off her cutie marks, and her mane
>Then, you take out a brush
>Motion her to get closer
>She sits on your lap and looks excited
>You pet her for a few moments
>You take the brush and begin
>The brush glides through her soft and warm coat
>Loose hairs pile up
>You dispose of them, and continue
>After you’re finished her coat is practically glowing
>She hugs you
>”Thank you, Anon.”
>You’re not done yet
>You need to check for fleas, and get some more water out
>You place your hand under her wings
>They shoot open
>You run your fingers along the radius
>Inching into them, wiping away the droplets of water
>You rub off the loose feathers
>She moans gently, and adjusts her wings, inviting you to continue
>You ease your hands into fluffier feathers
>They tickle, and are pleasant to the touch
>You check for a few fleas
>Nope
>They’re all gone
>You straighten her feathers
>She brushes a wing on your face in gratitude
“Let’s finish up with your mane and tail.”
>You brush her tail, and get out the loose knots
>She squeaks every time you find something that hinders the brush’s progress
>You run the brush along her mane
>You also massage her ears and her cheek bones
>Your fingers press into her velvet softness
>”Nnnnngh that feels wonderful….”
>Her tongue almost seems to loll out of her mouth
>She nuzzles your hand for a while as you style her mane the usual way
>Roll her over, and rub that warm belly
>You brush it, and she starts giggling like crazy
>You cradle her in your arms and smile
“All done.”
>Fluttershy smiles
>”Thanks Anon.”
“No problem.”
>She nuzzles your neck, and then stares at you warmly
>”If it weren’t for you I’d still have those fleas.”
>You nod
>She blushes sweetly at you
>Her muzzle boops your nose
>You look at your reflection in those teal gems
>You could get lost forever just staring at those innocent large things
>Run a hand through her mane, and pull her a bit closer
>She really is kind of adorable
“I wouldn’t have been able to help if you hadn’t told me about the vinegar.”
>Fluttershy gives you bedroom eyes, and puckers her lips
>It’s an invitation, and it’s one that you’re finding hard to reject
>You inch closer, and shut your eyes
>Wait….
>Pull your face away
“If you knew about the vinegar what did you need me for?”
>Fluttershy yelps a little
>”Oh um- I uh…”
>She smiles nervously
>”I just wanted to….*mumblemumble*”
“What?”
>”Just wanted to spend some time with you, and bring us closer.”
>Fluttershy smiles a bit more, as if she had succeeded
>Frown
“So you just used this to trick me into finding you cute?”
>Her eyes widen, and she hyperventilates
>”Y-you find me cute?”
“Wait no! Forget that!”
>You cradle her in your arms
>”*eep*!”
>You look for an open window
>There’s one in the kitchen
>Throw her out of it
>Close the window
>Lock it
>You can’t believe she almost tricked you!
>Into thinking she had an adorable personality
>A warm soft coat
>Beautiful eyes
>Yeah right!
>You’re not going to be tricked into…
>Fucking Fluttershy