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The Tale of Buttershy

May 25th, 2012
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  1. Behold the results of a successfully derailed Flutterrapist thread. Thanks, Slenderbros!
  2.  
  3. >Few months since last attempt
  4. >Knock on the door
  5. >You know who it is
  6. >Open it
  7. "Ugh, what now Flutters- WOAH"
  8. >Fluttershy SERIOUSLY let herself go (pic related)
  9. >"Hey Anon..."
  10. "...Wow, hey Fluttershy..."
  11. >You can't help but bite your lip at her gelatinous curves, soft ass and filled-out face
  12. >"Do... Do you like it? Pinkie told me a lot of guys like a larger mare, so she helped me out..."
  13. >You remain silent for a moment
  14. >Your little soldier begins to show appreciation for what you see in front of you
  15. "Er... Maybe.. Maybe we can work something out, Fluttershy... Want to come inside?"
  16. >Oh shit nigger what are you doing
  17. >Fluttershy lets out a little squee as she waddles inside as fast as she can
  18. >You can see her new features wobble uncontrollably as she ambles in
  19. >Goddamit little anon calm down, you'll have your turn later
  20.  
  21. >Few minutes later, Fluttershy is sitting at your table
  22. >She completely fills out her chair, with some extra spilling off of the edges, the chair creaking a little
  23. >Damn you miss the sheer amount of chicks like this back in America
  24. >She seems apologetic about it, but you insist you don't mind
  25. "You're lucky I went to Pinkie's yesterday, Fluttershy."
  26. >"Oh, it's alright..."
  27. >You open the fridge and bring out a platter of donuts and a average-sized cake
  28. >Fuck if you'd had more notice you'd have prepared a fucking feast
  29. >You bring the food to the table and place it down, Fluttershy's newfound love of food forcing her eyes to glow as she quickly grabs a couple of donuts and chows down
  30. >You sit on the other side of the table to hide your otherwise obviously raging loins
  31. >You take a single donut and slowly take bites from it as you are entranced by Fluttershy being entranced in devouring all food in front of you
  32.  
  33. >Fluttershy finishes all but one donut on the platter, her eyes becoming slave to the cake
  34. >She takes a wise-eyed glance at you to see if she wasn't being too greedy
  35. "Why else would I have put it there?"
  36. >You take a knife and cut off a small slice of the cake to invite her
  37. >Fluttershy grins, with a swipe of her flabby hoof she takes the rest of the cake, ignoring the slice you just cut, and proceeds to shove it down her mouth as quickly as she can
  38. >You notice her belly extending just that little bit more to take in the large onslaught of fattening goods
  39. >As she finishes the cake, her new extra weight is too much for the creaking chair, as it buckles and the massive Fluttershy finding herself on the floor, her fat rippling from the shock
  40.  
  41. Now seems to be a good time, don't you think?
  42. >"Anon... Can I get a little help up?"
  43. >You get up from your chair, as she can see your penis fighting to escape from your jeans
  44. "No."
  45. >You walk over to Fluttershy, who is unable to move thanks to her colossal weight and now-stuffed belly
  46. >You bring yourself on top of her, on all fours, and begin to stroke down her chub
  47. >Her soft body almost invites your hand to be absorbed into her, to be as one
  48. >Holy shit this feels so good it'll be an achievement not to spray now
  49. >Fluttershy shudders "A-anon...?"
  50. >You lean in to her ear and whisper
  51. "Wasn't this what you wanted?"
  52.  
  53. >Fluttershy seems excited, yet nervous
  54. >"...Shouldn't we use your bed, anon?"
  55. >You look down upon her, her large, flabby pillow-like body now looking as enticing as ever
  56. >Plus, you don't think your bed could handle this anyway
  57. "Oh, we won't need a bed..."
  58. >You drop your jeans and remove your underwear, letting the rod run free
  59. >Fluttershy gasps a little, after all this food and all this time she would finally get what she wanted
  60. >It felt good for her to stop worrying about diets, too
  61. >Fluttershy spreads her bottom hooves as far as she can, so that her thigh fat isn't blocking your goal
  62. >You bring your entire body down onto her, assaulting her mouth with your tongue and her cushy marehood with your pleasure stick.
  63. >Fuck this is better than any bed or mattress
  64.  
  65. >You thrust like you never have before
  66. >Years without touching any kind of vagina, let alone a vagina covered in this much flab fuels your groin faster than a rocket
  67. >Fluttershy's entrance is as wet as the ocean, not knowing pleasure from anything more than cookies beforehand, as she moans as much as any virgin to the superior human penis
  68. >Fluttershy's entire body creates waves as you continue to hump in and out, using your hands to caress and feel the result of months of laziness and overeating on her body
  69. >You're getting close to finishing, and it seems your new lover is, too
  70.  
  71. >Your body can't take the pleasure of her obesity any longer, and you release your seed into her
  72. >As luck would have it, she finishes around the same time, covering her gluttony's reward of your penis with her own juices.
  73. >You both lay there, panting
  74. >"I...Wow...Wish I had started eating earlier, anon..."
  75. >So do you.
  76. >Her body acts as the perfect cushion for both of you as you fall asleep together there that night, her cumbersome hooves keeping you warm throughout the night
  77.  
  78. >Next morning, you wake up
  79. >Shit, I'm meant to see Rainbro today
  80. >Help Fluttershy up and assist her in getting home so she dosen't need too much effort
  81. >Meet Rainbro in the middle of town straight afterwards
  82. >You notice her quickly snacking on a burger... And as if she's neglected training for a while (pic related)
  83. >As she notices you, she quickly disposes of the burger and thinks you didn't notice
  84. >"Hey Anon!"
  85. "Er, hey Dash... What's up?"
  86. >"Nothing much, pretty hot out today, thought we could go to Sugarcube for some ice-cream today?"
  87. >You freeze a little again...
  88. "Er, sure, sounds like a plan."
  89.  
  90. END
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  93. Alternate pastebin, courtesy of blessed writefriend: http://pastebin.com/capwDHaZ
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