Helicopter anon

>You are anonymous
>and you are in Equestria,
>it's been about six hours since you came here
>and in those six hours you have been beaten
>mentally drained
>and bored out of your fucking mind.
>Purple smart will not stop asking questions,
>the pink menace will not stop bouncing around in circles
>and even when the purple one makes her stop she still dances in place,
>the marshmallow will not stop going on and on about how bad your closer and how shitty your hair looks,
>you're about to three more remarks away from telling her to go fuck her shit,
>the orange ones sat back sheepishly,
>she put two big lumps on the back of your head
>all because you managed to wind up in her orchard when you first came.
>The rainbow one can't help but look at you threateningly,
>doesn't help that you've been making fun of her the whole time because of her pissy attitude,
>but that's what she gets.
>The only one you believe you can even stand at this point is the yellow quiet.
>For the first two hours of your interrogation here she basically tried to to see if she could actually make herself any smaller more week appearing while huddling is small corner hoping that everyone forgot she was here.
>You got it out of her that her name is Fluttershy,
>how appropriate,
>but that as it is
>and why you mentioned her.
>She remind you of a Cat
>and you started petting her
>you got some weird looks to say the least.
>But seriously fuck the other five,
>your petting this pony and you don't give up fuck what they think,
>if you didn't know better you did say she enjoyed it
>at least until the purple one wanted to find out your anatomy.
>The marshmallow one soon came in with some measuring tape
>apparently she likes making clothing and needs a measure your everything.
>You're a shower not a grower
>even flaccid your 8 1/2 inches
>you tried to keep some amount of clothing on
>but no the purple one wouldn't have that.
>So you take your underwear off having convinced all of them to look away
>having put your shirt over the head of the yellow one
>telling her to leave it on until you take it off.
>It's at this point that you remember that horses back home have retractable genitalia,
>they never saw it coming.
>The first to turn around was the marshmallow
>who went from being the marshmallow to what you can only say is blood red,
>everywhere,
>you'd almost think it was her natural color.
>Purple smart otherwise known as twilight was the only one who was still coherent after seeing you like that
>with the orange one mouth agape shocked
>and the rainbow one trying to put her who's over her eyes
>only to fail covering her whole eye
>if you didn't know better you think she liked what she seeing.
>The pink one has stopped bouncing,
>and instead is going on to talk about how big it is.
>Oh God…
>The shit needs to end now.
>And you decide no better way to do that than to start bending your knees up and down
>up and down
>up and down
>twisting your hips just a little bit,
>you look back can the yellow one
>she hasn't taken the shirt off her head yet,
>this is when you start bouncing up and down by moving just your ankle whenever you're bringing your knees back up so you leave the ground just a little bit
>and you bounced toward them
>swinging your man meat in circles
>at this point in time you decided to just yell [spoiler][/spoiler]”I'm a helicopter”
>bouncing ever closer to them
>they start to backup and yell
>in rainbows case actually flying up
>to make sure you can't possibly get her
>but the others are backing away trying to show shame
>until the purple one says that you don't need to be nude anymore
>you can put your clothing back.
>You smile and proceed to put your underwear and pants
>Taking the shirt off of Fluttershy
>Looking Back at the Ponies.
If You Want Your Measurements the clothes Stay on.
>It's at this point that the pink one starts laughing manically
>getting on her hind hooves and bouncing just like you did
>remarking how funny that was.
>This puts a blush on everyone's face
>confusion on Fluttershy's
>the purple one decides maybe she had asked enough questions for one day

>Little do you know the seeds that you planted in five mares heads that day
>and the impact you had on one yellow scaredy-cat.