Pitching Tents (FR One-Shot)

>Day 28 in Equestria
>You rise slowly from your bed and rub your eyes
>You head to the bathroom
>Shit inside your in-shower toilet as you shave
>You’re a man of efficiency
>Head downstairs for a bowl of Scootal-O’s and a glass of Snapplebloom
>You peek at your watch
>Then turn to the door
>…
>There’s a knock
>Right on time
>You rise from the table and head over to the door
>You have a tent pitched in your pants
>You open the door, to be greeted by Fluttershy
>She’s in full scuba gear
>”H-Hi Anon… is—“
>She glances at your rock hard tubesteak through your pants
>”Am… am I right?” she asks excitedly, “Did I finally guess it? Is scubadiving your fetish!?”
No.
>Her face goes from giddy joy to sadness in an instant
>Her ears droop
>”But… you’re hard…”
>She looks up to you
>”You’ve been hard every visit of mine, with all these different fetishes. Are you lying to me when you say they aren’t it?”
I’m not lying. Better luck next guess.
>She frowns, and turns around to walk away
>You close the door slowly
>And gaze down at your risen beast
>…well
>Off to furiously masturbate again
>You thought she’d pick it up at some point
>You don’t think she’ll ever figure out that knocking is your fetish