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>”Anon…I am a little ner…”
>you plant you lips on hers before she has a chance to finish
>you feel yourself sink slightly into get cubby mussel
>”A-Anon”
“Sssssshhhhhh…”
>you comfort her, brushing back her main to see her beautiful, full face
“It’s okay”
>you smile at her, her excess fat jiggling as she shakes slightly, obviously nervous about what it’s going to happen
>”It’s just I waited for so long and-“
“It’s okay Fluttershy, I understand, I’ve been waiting to…”
>She clams, and smiles back at you
-
>you position you self at the rear of the your idle
>you can already smell her think musk
>at a slight glance you can see that her marehood
>you haven’t even touched her yet, she must really want this
>you chuckle
>and who are you to deny her?
>you plunge your rock hard cock into
>a surge of pleasure floods both your bodies as you give her the thing you so foolishly denied before
>the feeling is indescribable but you manage you get yourself under control and begin to build up a steady pace
>as your hit her large, soft buttock you send deep ripples through her fat as she lets out quite moans
>Its glorious!
>you shift you weight forward so you are lying on the plump pony
>you sink into here rolls as the crease your skin softy creasing your own
>you wrap your arms around her sides
>you sink further into her,
>She is so wide only able to have the tips of your fingers touch each other
>you feel the pressure pulling, each thrust into her bringing you closer
>you can’t help but grunt
>”It’s okay….do it inside…I am close to…”
>well you can’t argue with that
>you release into to her marehood with a growl
>At the sudden shock of your cum filling her she cries out in orgasm
>you pull out of her, completely spent
>Fluttershy pants and rolls onto her side, exhausted
>you fall on the bed with her
>you then snuggle up to her, using her cubby belly as a warm, soft pillow
>She looks down at you and smiles
>”I love you Anon…”
“I love you to Flut-“


>Your eyes spring open
AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!
>What the fuck was that!
>you look around your room
>please god!
>you didn’t, you’re stronger than that! You didn’t give in!
>your no horsefucker!
>as your eyes dart around you see no trace of Buttershy
>your breathing returns to its normal pacing…
>ah, just a dream…
>wait….
>JUST A DREAM!?
>you notice a lump under your sheets shying away from your sudden realisation
>you fucking didn’t!
>”I think I might have bro….”
>YOU FUCKING DIDN’T!
>”nah bro, porbs did…”
>just then you notice the moist and sticky unconformable sensation between your legs
>you sit there on your bed
>a mixture of rage and shame filling your mind…
>like the hardy, warm smell of the chubby pony’s mus-
>GOD DAMN!
>JUST FUCKING RAGE NOW!!
>you yell at the top of your lungs
“FUCKING FLLLLUUUUTTTTTTERRRRRRRRSHYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!”

>well it’s certainly been a while since you’ve spent two hours crying in the shower
>thought you were past that…
>…huh…
>you get dressed as your thoughts turn to the problem at hand
>…Buttershy…
>sweet, soft, beautiful flutter-
“God damn it…”
>you collapse into your comfy chair and put your face in your hands
>this is a nightmare
>”you know bro, if you just-”
>Shut up dick, nobody asked you
>”I mean you find that chubby minx pretty fucking shagadelic.”
>No I don’t…you don’t know me….
>”Then why are you deep frying her a new batch of battered carrots…”
>wait, what?
>you look down and sure enough your are busying yourself, smearing the vegetables in your home made batter, extra lard.
>you sigh
>so it’s subconscious now?
>for the past few days it’s been the same story
>get up, cook horrible, disgusting pony food and watch Fluttershy gobble them with up with those rich, full glorious joules with the mesmerising jig…
>you sigh again
>”The sooner you admit it, the sooner you can scratch that itch bro.”
>I AM NO HORSE FUCKER BONER! FUCK YOUR GAY SHIT!
>”then why are you feeding your prise pony then?”
>Because….because….
>She is healthier this way…? Yeah!
>yeah boner who do you think I am? Feeding somp0ny ridiculously fatty foods just to fuel some strange fetish? Shame on you! She was all skin and bones before, she is nice and healthy now you selfish prick!
>”gee bro no need to get uppity about it…”
>you put the fatty carrots in the fryer…
>but what if he is right?
>what if you do have the hots for that fine, round equine ass…
>…damn it…
>you pause, the only distraction being the oil of the fryer solidifying the thick crust around the once healthy treat
>well you may not know a lot about love but thanks to many years of fapping you do now one thing about strange fetishes…
>familiarity breeds contempt…
>you remove your diabolical creations from the fryer
>yeah, just gonna have to lame it out…

>Right, step one: delver disgusting, fat incrusted carrots to Buttershy
>Steap two: spend the day with the fat pony, no matter what
>Step three: Repeat steps one and two till boner stops being a smartass
>Step four: Everyone is happy! Or has heart disease, whatever comes first.
>you are arrive at Fluttershy’s to you give her the heart attack veggies only to notice her waddling threw the door…
>Okay man, you got this…
>”Good morning Anon…”
“HI!”
>gee if you said that any higher you could lead an all-boys quire, faggot
>Just then she notices the box in your hand
>”Oh, are those for me!?”
>she runs…well whatever the fat mares equivalent to running is, over to you
>each trot sending shock waves through her lard rolling, causing a tsunami of flap to erupt all over her body!
>GOD!
>It’s like a sprinting basset hound! And sexy, gorgeous basset hound made especially for you!
>you bite down lip hard as she takes box from your hands and begins devouring the carrots
>lucky from this position you can only see he neck fat giggle, give you a little a rest bite
>get yourself under control man! You’re in this for the long haul!
>you check your problem area…
>only half a stick…good you’re still in this!
>”I don’t know about that bro…”
>Buttershy finishes off the last of the defenceless carrots
>she looks up from the box
>her face smeared in grease, matting her fur
>she burbs and lets out a small giggle, causing her face to ripple
>”oh…excuse me…”
>she blushes
>BONER 100%! FULL POWER!
>fuckshitogfuckshesrighththere!
>wait she’s looking you in the face!
>you can still win this!
“t-that’s okay Fluttershy…”
>she smiles up at you
>”S-so….what are you doing, I mean today….uhhh”
>God damn it your bad at this
>”Oh I am today is the day I meet up with Rarity to go to the spa and-“
“CAN I COME TO!?”
>WHAT!?...oh yeah step two…that totally the reason you blurted that out…
>Fluttershy apparently was pretty confused by your statement, evident by the look are her cute cubby fac-
“I-I mean to the spa, not….I mean…if it’s not too much trouble…”
>you shy away from her gaze…wow, déjà vu…
>”I don’t see why not…”
>okay…day morning shorted…
>right now to get behind her so she doesn’t see your dickhead…
“Umm, I-don’t know the way…could you…lead?”
>you are one smooth, classy mother fucker, you know that?
>”Okay!”
>she closes her eyes and walks past you
>wow, that was anti-climatically easy
>you begin following heavy fluts
>with a bit of a limp, in a half-assed attempt to hide that tightness in your pants
>right, you in control, it’s just a trip to the spa…what could go wrong?
>just then you notice the mare huge, squeezable as checks swaying and bouncing with every step, inviting you to take a handful…
>just then it becomes far harder for you to walk comfortably…
>yeah
>you’ve made a huge mistake….