Fetish-shy Succeeds

(part 1)
> been a week since you let human fluttershy slightly into your pants
> feel sorry for her
> didn't mean to call her a monster
> didn't even apologize for it
> where is she anyway?
> half the day goes on, no fluttershy
where the hell is she?
> go looking around town for her
> don't see her anywhere
> turn back for home
> note on door:
(part 2)
> "dear anon, you've made it clear that I'm not the one for you. Please come by my place, I want to talk to you"
> wet spots on paper, most likely tear drops
> instant heart drop
> I never meant to hurt her feelings this much
> quickly head over to fluttershy's cottage
> knock on door
> door opens slightly
> near whisper voice:
> "oh, hello anon, please, come in"
> walk inside
> clean house, nice place
> I sit myself down on a chair, she the couch
> "anon, I want to apologize"
(part 3)
> "I tormented you for so long, every day I made up some new crazy tactic to get you to like me"
I always liked you fluttershy
> "wha-what?"
I always like you, I just didn't love you
> "oh"
> awkward silence in the room
> "well anyway, I just wanted to say I'm sorry"
> somehow, this feels legitimate
> not some crazy sad people fetish plot
I accept your apology
> walk over to couch
> sit next to her
> she's sniffling, tears in her eyes
> I go in for the hug
> she jumps, but graciously returns it
> tears rolling down my shoulder
> manly tears of manitude rolling down my cheek
> the embrace takes longer than it should have, but neither of us were complaining
(part 4)
I'm glad to see you dropped the schemes
> "all I ever wanted was you to love me"
I know, fluttershy, I know
> take a moment to gather ourselves
> we spend whole day talking, getting to know each-other
> can't get the feeling of that hug out of my mind
> could it be? do I actually have feelings for her?
> no, I can't....she's a pegasus
> and yet
> "anon"
yes fluttershy?
> "can I ask you a question?"
sure, fluttershy
> "what did you think of me, when I was doing all that stuff?"
> oh no, it's a minefield, gotta be careful
every morning, I would wake up, curious to know what fetish you were working on that day. Whenever you came by, I felt dread, my mind raced. How can I get out of this one? I would ask myself. I soon grew to accept it though, and, in a way, it was kinda like a game
> "oh"
> sounds upset, probably thinks I found her annoying
(part 5)
you know fluttershy
> "what anon?"
the only reason I didn't like those silly ideas you had, was because it wasn't really you. It was only you trying to impress me
> oh god, what am I doing?
> "is that so...?"
yes, had you actually taken the time to get to know me, and develop a connection, who knows.
> why am I saying this? Why give her the false hope?
> slow wing boner
> where am I planning to go with this?
> "well, anon....we could start now...I mean, if it isn't too late"
> look into her eyes
> saddest, most heart rendering thing I've ever seen
of course fluttershy, all I ever wanted was to get to know you
> look deeply into her eyes
> feel like I can almost see her soul
> she looks into mine
> our lips meet
> not sure if I like the feeling of kissing a horse
> doesn't matter, love is in the air

(part 6)
I'm sorry that I put you through so much
> "it's fine anon"
especially with the transformation thing. I felt so bad making you cry
> "I know you did anon, that's why I forgive you"
> start crying more manly tears of man man"
if you want, we can finish what we started
> "what.....what do you mean?"
well, when you were human, I felt a connection, and we went somewhere with it. I'm feeling the connection again, only it's with fluttershy, not humanshy.
> "do you really mean it?"
> mind and heart racing, I can't believe I'm doing this
yes, I do
> she plants a kiss on my cheek
(part 7)
> I help her with the button and zipper
> she quickly takes me in her mouth
> feels good....feels..right
> her head's bobbing up and down, her fluffy pink mane getting a little messed
> it's been so long since I've had someone
> she slows down
> "can...can we go further?"
of course
> she turns around and lifts her tail
> see her slit for the first time
> it's beautiful
> put it in
> a cute yelp from fluttershy
> she's shaking like a leaf
> begin thrusting
> slowly, the quick little yelps turn into seductive moans
> I'm feeling good
> start feeling her clench on me
> she's getting close
> each thrust, a little closer to the goal
> each thrust, she clamps more and more
(part 8)
> suddenly, she inhales sharply
> let's out a long, chesty moan as she seizes up
> I feel myself empty for the first time since moving to Equestria
> she stays clenched for a good minute and a half before she looses up.
> the whole time, she seemed in ecstasy
> damn, am I really that good?
> we clean up the sexy way
> she licks our cum off my junk
> bathe in the afterglow for a good fifteen minutes
> sheer silence
> after the glow loses it's luster, we go back to chatting
(part 9)
> "so, anon, which of the fetishes did you like the best?"
that's a tough call, the most appealing was when you and twilight started in my house. But i'm going to have to say that overall my favorite was when you had an accident in my house and peed in a bucket. That was quite entertaining
> big blush comes to her face
> "heh, yea....I held it all day, and I just couldn't hold it anymore. It was worse than the time pinkie forgot to use the bathroom on the way to the rodeo to find applejack"
> I giggle
> we spend the night at her place
> it was the start of a beautiful friendship
Day after
 (part 1)
> wake up in the morning
> head towards bathroom
> it's a window
> this isn't my house
> fluttershy in bed next to where I was
> quietly gather my things
> head home
> bathroom routine
> get clothes on
why did I do it?
> knock on door
> "hey anon...I was wondering if we could walk together today"
sorry fluttershy, not today. I've got to....go visit twilight
> "oh...ok...I guess I'll see you later"
> close door behind her
> feels weird not to be slamming it on her
> spend morning reflecting on last night
> was it a hypnosis spell?
no, because I was aware of what I was doing
> want-it need-it spell?
no, I didn't see hearts
> maybe there was an aphrodisiac from zecora
no, I saw her cooking the food, nothing funny in it
> at a total loss
> at any rate, I can't imagine doing it again
> head off to visit twilight as promised
> enter library
> always feels awesome to walk inside a giant tree
> call out for twilight
> "one moment!"
> browse through bookshelves, noting the selection's mostly based on magic
> can't do magic, feelsbadman.jpg
(part 2)
> "oh, hello anon, how are you?"
not bad, I need some reading material
> "anything in mind? I've got a great new book about mind control"
what's that?
> "oh yea, the spells in there work great, it makes it so that you control what they want"
.........you didn't
> "didn't what, anon?"
> she puts on worst poker-face in history of poker-faces
> feel overwhelming sense of defeat
I thought that love was genuine
> "are-are you ok, anon?"
no twilight, I can't say that I am
> walk back to my house
> close door
> deadbolt
> curl up on couch
it was all a lie, a trick. It never was true. I trusted her, and she throws it back at me.
> another knock at the door
> fluttershy again
> yell from couch
GO AWAY
> "oh...oh dear"
I know about your little trick fluttershy
> "I...I never..."
you never what? Thought that I'd find out, you never thought that I have emotions of my own!?
> she mumbles something
well!?
> "...so mind control isn't....your fetish?"
NO!
> she runs off
> I feel violated, more emotionally than physically
> cry myself to sleep