Old Anon

>Day 21914 in Equestria
>You are Anon
>You are also 80 years old
>For six decades have you been stranded in Equestria now
>Wake up
>Slowly rise up out of bed, your old bones struggling
>Shuffle your way over to the bathroom
>Spend 40 minutes taking a shit, then shave and shower
>Get dressed
>Take stairlift downstairs
>Grab your cane from next to the stairs and walk over to your kitchen
>Make yourself breakfast
>Plain yoghurt with a splash of sugar, but no cereal
>It get's a bit too hard to chew that stuff
>Pour yourself a glass of prune juice to have with your meal
>You finish your meal and make plans for the day
>You are feeling like taking a walk around the town
>Take the stairlift back upstairs to fetch your walking cap
>It's up on a shelf in your closet you cannot reach by hand
>Luckily you took your cane with you, so you reach out with that and shove it
>The cap falls on the floor
>Drat
>You try to bend down and pick it up, but it hurts your back too much
>Looks like no walks today
>Time to make a new plan
>Decide to take a stroll around town instead
>Luckily for you your strolling cap is right on your nightstand and thus easy to pick up
>Take the stairlift downstairs again, and walk over to your front door
>Open the door and see something vaguely yellow standing directly in front of you.
>Take your glasses out of your front pocket and put them on
>It's Fluttershy
>Time has not been kind to her, her face is wrinklier than Granny Smith's and that mare must be pushing 200 by now
>Not to mention her once pink mane had turned completely white
>You take a better look at what she's doing
>She is making a knocking motion with her hoof, trying to knock on a door that has allready been opened half a minute ago
>You realise she must have been knocking for most of the morning, you just forgot to turn on your damn hearing aid again
>Switch it on and speak up
"What do you want, you old hag?"
>Of course, you knew damn well what she wanted. For the past sixty years she had been coming to your house every single day, each time with a new fetish guess
>You didn't think there would exist enough fetishes for her to try it for so long, but she had proven you wrong
>About thirty years ago, she was almost running out, but then she took that trip to Japony and had enough new unique fetish ideas to last a lifetime
>While you were shuddering at memories of octopi wriggling their tentacles out of Fluttershy's cunt she was still busy trying to knock on your door
>You just wanted to get it over with, she was standing between you and your stroll
>You snap your fingers at her, it seems to do the trick as she is startled from her trance
>"Ugh what? wh-where am I?
"You were about to guess my fetish.. I can save you the time and tell you whatever you have planned it's not going to be my fetish.."
>Come to think of it, you really wonder how she has managed to have this many guesses and still not have the correct one
>You would think [spoiler]Missionary[/spoiler] would be one of the first things to come up, but Fluttershy skipped straight past it into the outlandish stuff
>"F-fetish? Is that your name sonny? N-nice to meet you, I'm Fluttershy"
>You groan, the old thing was getting hit by dementia as well
"My name's not fetish, it's Anon"
>"Ah! A-anon, I was wanting to ask you something... A-are old people your fetish?"
>If they were you would have fucked her three thousand times allready, it's not like she grew those wrinkles yesterday
"No Fluttershy, it's not. Now get offa my property!"
>"What was that? I didn't h-hear ya"
"I said no"
>"No to what?"
"To your fetish guess"
>"F-fetish guess? Ah right, that reminds m-me Anon... Are old people your fetish?"
>This has taken long enough, it's not going anywhere with this demented mare
>You raise your cane so you can smack her upside the head and get her out of here
>Valueable strolling time was being wasted
>Taking your cane of the ground has made you lose your balance though, and you start to fall forwards
>..Towards Fluttershy
>Goddammit
>You smack into Fluttershy, knocking her over and landing on top of her
>Fluttershy blushes
>"L-looks like I finally got it c-correct!"
>You roll over off of her but you can't get up afterwards
>She crawls over on top of you now and tries to take off your pants with her teeth
>Her dentures fall out of her mouth and stick clamped to your crotch
>Not only does this hurt, it's totally gross
"Fluttershy get away from me, I don't want to fuck you!"
>"Th-thanks sweetheart, I-i've been waiting for a long time for this too"
>You aren't sure if she misheard you or if she has just gone crazy
>Refixing her teeth in her mouth, she manages to take your pants off
>Your white underpants too
>She takes out her dentures again, and takes your flaccid dick in her mouth, nibbling on it with her gums
>It would actually feel kind of nice, if you weren't being raped
>She continues giving you a blowjob for about five minutes, but you are still not hard yet
>She looks up at you and momentarily takes your cock out
>"A-anon I thought you said this was your fetish... Wh-why aren't you hard yet?"
"Silly p0ny... I haven't been able to get erections for 15 years now"
>Fluttershy looks dissappointed and gets up
>"Oh... I g-guess this won't work then"
>"Tomorrow I-I'll remember to b-bring some pills"
>She starts walking home, leaving you on the floor with no way to get up
>You will have to wait until someone comes over
>And sees you without any pants
>You hate being this old
>Fluttershy turns around and says something
>"Oh Anon, b-before I forget... A-are old people your fetish?"
>Fucking Fluttershy