Au Naturale: Part 1

>You are Fluttershy.
>You are shy and you flutter about.
>Recently you’ve been fluttering about the new arrival in P0nyville.
>He’s absolutely gorgeous, but you can’t bring yourself to talk to him.
>He’s not a p0ny, and he’s so tall.
>He’s an animal called a Human, but he can talk!
>It’s like he was made for you...
>To combine your calling for all animals with one who can speak... He’s perfect!
>He’s also really handsome...
>Today is the day that you’re going to talk to him.
>You start your day as usual.
>You wake up, have your shower, then feed the animals.
>You always have breakfast after them. They’re so hungry when you wake up that you couldn’t bear to eat before them.
>After breakfast you compose yourself.
>This is the day.
>You will talk to Anon!
>You put on your best dress, one that your friend Rarity made.
>It’s sure to attract his attention!
>You step out your door and instantly shy away from the big mean world.
>This is because you weren’t expecting the world to be entirely pink.
>Nor were you expecting it to be shaped like your friend Pinkie Pie.
>The world talks to you.
>”Good morning, Fluttershy! I’m here with an invitation to a party today! Do you wanna come?”
>You’d answer, but unfortunately your fainting goat syndrome has kicked in.
>You’re lying on the ground, petrified.
>”You silly filly! You can’t come to the party on the ground like that! That’s how you’re supposed to end up AFTER the party!”
>Pinkie Pie giggles and starts bouncing away.
>”I’ll see you later, Fluttershy! You’re always a laugh-riot!”
>You’re still on the floor when Angel comes and kicks you in square in the plot.
>This snaps you out of your paralysis.
>This is because the pleasure reminds you of what you want Anon to do to you.
>Angel grumbles and struggles to remove his foot from your cooch.
>You can’t help but moan as he frees himself with an audible *pop*.
>He’s so good to you.
>He scowls at you and points out the door.
>He’s reminding you about your intention to go into town.
>He shakes some of your juices off his foot.
“O-oh! Of course. Thanks for reminding me, Angel!”
>You pick yourself up off the floor.
>You trot forward on wobbly legs, then decide to fly your way into town.
>You arrive above P0nyville and scan the scene below for Anon.
>You easily pick him out from the mass of pastel coloured p0nies going about their daily business.
>He’s in the town square, surrounded by a few p0nies of familiar shades.
>You can see Twilight Sparkle, Applejack and Pinkie Pie at least.
>He always attracts a few p0nies wherever he goes.
>He’s so dreamy...
>You shake yourself out of your stupor and descend to join the girls.
>You arrive just as Twilight is in one of her rants.
>”That’s impossible! Magistein theory states that there are eight elements. Light, dark, fire, water, lightning, earth, wind and ice. So your “Motorized carriages” couldn’t have possibly exi-“
>Anon has yet again cut Twilight off.
>Anon says he raised horses and p0nies on earth.
>It’s really interesting, though you’ve never talked to him directly about it.
>But he carries around sugarcubes and apples to feed to p0nies.
>Like the sugarcube he just fed to Twilight while she had her mouth open.
>He has a habit of doing that.
>When we p0nies get a treat like a sugarcube, we can’t help ourselves. We have to chew it.
>Twilight scowls while she works her jaw.
>She’s one of the p0nies that takes offence to Anon’s treatment.
>Which is probably why Anon feeds her so often. He thinks he’s appeasing her temper.
>It seemingly does the opposite to Twilight though.
>While she chews he kneels down next to her and scratches her behind her ear.
>Her scowl disappears as she’s flooded with nothing but blissful satisfaction.
>You’ve heard about the joys of Anon’s scratching before.
>Just imagining it makes you feel all melty inside.
>You blush as you regard the arousing scene in front of you.
>Pinkie Pie and Applejack also have their eyes transfixed on the spectacle.
>Oh no! You can feel your wings rising...
>And your tail is lifting!
>If only Angel hadn’t worked you up this morning...
>Luckily nobody is looking at you.
>You’re always quite unremarkable in a crowd.
>In any case, all the p0nies in the area are looking at Anon and Twilight.
>Twilight hums and sighs at Anon’s soothing motions.
>Even her tail is lifting.
>You can smell the pheromones in the air from everyp0ny’s arousal.
>Anon just smiles warmly at Twilight.
>You can’t help but imagine how Anon will take care of you. Shower you with affection.
>Love you.
>That’s why you came to town.
>To confess your feelings to him.
>You snap yourself out of your daze and start to walk towards him.
>But you’re beaten by Pinkie Pie.
>In a very uncharacteristic way, she wobbles over to Anon.
>She quite shyly and quietly asks,
>”A-anon... Could you scratch me next?”
>Anon turns to her and says in his deep, manly voice,
>”Of course, Pinkie.”
>Oh sweet Celestia, you almost lost it right then and there.
>Anon stops tending to Twilight, who looks quite distressed.
>”No! Don’t... stop...” She protests weakly.
>Anon pulls out another sugarcube and holds it in front of Pinkie.
>She obediently eats the treat, and Anon kneels next to her with a brush.
>With one hand he scratches behind her ear, and with the other he brushes her coat.
>He knows how to take care of p0nies so well!
>P0nies have really sensitive coats.
>Anon comparatively has quite dull senses.
>But the equivalent sensitivity on his body is only found at his fingertips.
>It seems to alien to you.
>Twilight quickly regains her senses and remembers what happened before she was interrupted.
>”Anon! Y-you idiot! What have I told you about doing that to p0nies! Y-you’re so annoying! Stop that! P0nies aren’t animals! Stop treating us like that!”
>She’s furious.
>Anon simply smiles that wonderful smile of his at her.
>”Well it seems like some p0nies like it, and that’s all that matters.”
>Pinkie is squirming with delight, as she feels Anon’s dextrous hands on her body.
>Her hind leg is tapping the floor involuntarily.
>”S-stop it, Anon! You j-jerk! We can’t help it when you do that!”
>Anon doesn’t stop, but Twilight’s shouting spurs the onlooking p0nies to go back to their daily business, their sense of shame driving them away from Anon.
>”Now, now, Twilah. Anon doesn’t mean no harm. He’s just not used to us p0nies yet. And besides, I don’t see no problems with havin’ a little harmless fun.” Applejack explains.
>You can’t help but notice that Applejack is sporting a huge blush on her face.
>Anon finishes brushing Pinkie’s coat at this, and stops scratching her ear too.
>She whines at this.
 >”I-it’s rude! And it’s not like I l-like it or anything... Ooh... Anon! You make me so angry!”
>Twilight huffs and puffs and stomps off in anger.
>You can’t help but notice that she’s leaving a faint trail of shimmering drops, cascading from underneath her tail.
>Methinks the lady doth protest too much.
>However, you also don’t want to be embarrassed in public, and clamp your tail down over your privates.
>You can feel yourself winking anyway, but you try to ignore it.
>This is it.
>You’re finally going to talk to him!
>You approach.
>You can smell his divine scent from here...
>No! You have to focus!
“H-hello, Anon...” You mumble.
>Your heart is beating so hard in your chest you can feel it.
>Partly out of nerves, partly out of arousal.
>He turns to you and smiles his debonair smile.
>It makes you weak at the knees.
>”Ah, my dear Fluttershy. What a pleasure to finally meet you.”
>He knows you!
>Oh your gosh! HE KNOWS YOU!
>You can only squeak in response.
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>”Your friends have told me all about you! I’m so glad to finally speak to you. I knew you were shy, so I didn’t try to persue you. Ah, but I’m being rude. How may I be of service to you?”
>He’s so... eloquent.
>And you didn’t imagine he’d be so... tall.
>You knew how tall he was, but seeing him up close is something else.
>You can feel your wings snap to your sides.
>You’re actually scared now!
>He’s so big and strong and...
“Eep!”
>He notices your discomfort and kneels down to you.
>”There, there, Fluttershy. There’s nothing to be afraid of.”
>He reaches into his pouch and pulls out an apple.
>You’ve dreamed of this moment so many times! You never thought it would actually happen!
>He places the apple in front of your mouth, and you instinctively bite into it.
>It’s sweet and juicy.
>It makes you feel happy to be given such a lovely gift.
>However, it’s distracted you from what he’s doing.
>He’s moved closer to your side.
>His free hand, fingers splayed, runs through your mane.
>It feels so relaxing to have him close.
>His big, strong, dextrous fingers work their magic on you, calming you almost instantly.
>You can’t help but nuzzle into his chest as he does his work.
>You could stay like this forever...
>”Feeling better, Fluttershy?”
“Yes.” You squeak.
>”Good. I’m glad. You see, I had something to ask you.”
>He wanted to speak to you, yes! That was what he said.
“O-oh?”
>You can hear his heartbeat through his chest. It feels so good to be so close to him.
>”Yes, you see... I’ve been looking for a special p0ny.”
>Could it be...?
>Does he feel the same way about you?!
>”So I was wanting to ask you... Would you like to come to my house tomorrow?”
>YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES
“Yes! I’d love to!”
>You’ve never been so sure of anything in your life!
>”That’s great. I’ll see you tomorrow and you can be My Little P0ny.”
>That’s it. You can’t take anymore.
>The situation overwhelms you and you can feel oblivion creep into the edges of your vision and your mind.
>Your vision finally turns black as you feel gravity’s grip on your body.
>You tumble into unconsciousness as you faint.