Fetish-shy, Memories

> walking around town
> some show going on today
> decide I'd attend
> showtime
> I'm up front, special privileges because I'm human
> show starts, who's our star?
> fluttershy
> try to run away, but I'm surrounded
> might as well watch the show
> first act, fluttershy sings something resembling country
> wait a minute, I know this song
> Taylor Swift
> second act
> Pat Benatar
> heartbreaker
> didn't think she had it in her to do that one
> third act
> fluttershy's in a shiny suit
> baffled
> music starts
> Billie Jean
> watch as fluttershy leans, scoots, and crotch grabs her way to thunderous applause
> I'm nearly dying of laughter
> after show, called backstage
> meet fluttershy
> "well anon....what do you think?"
> stifle a chuckle
it was...interesting
> "reminiscent of your old days on Earth?"
a little bit
> "does it bring back good memories?"
sorta
> "of girlfriends past?"
woah there fluttershy
> "I bet the idea of being with them again drives you crazy"
fluttershy
> "I can make you feel like they did, if you give me the chance"
fluttershy, you're not my lover. You're just some girl who thinks I am the one.
> moonwalk my way back to my house