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- >You probably should just walk away. This has to be some sort of stunt.
- >As you're closing the door, she leaps up.
- >"Wait!"
- >You do so by leaving the door ajar.
- >She doesn't have anything on, except the well-trimmed bush she has on her snatch.
- >"I, uh..."
- >She goes back on the floor, trying to act on what it seems to be is a dog by getting on all fours.
- >Fluttershy approaches the door, but stops by leaving a hand in the air.
- >Her mood hasn't shifted from when you opened the door.
- >How moronic you think this is, you still do so by entering her house.
- >You close the door, silently wishing that no one has witnessed you entering, let alone standing by her front door for quite some time.
- >She shakes her rear around, showing how "happy" she is, but her face shows otherwise.
- >Fluttershy's eyes are lighting up, but she has an awkward smile on.
- "All right, what's going on?"
- >The wagging stops.
- >"I, um, i-isn't this your... 'thing'?"
- "Honestly, no. This really isn't up to my... interest."
- >She sits on the floor, somewhat puzzled by it.
- >"It isn't?"
- "Yeah, what gave you the idea that I like... whatever this is?"
- >"R-remember that I borrowed your phone the other day?"
- "What about it?"
- >"Your wallpaper was a wolf, a-and I thought that, you liked them."
- "Yes, I do. They are cool, but I don't like them that way."
- >"Oh." She says in a dissatisfying manner.
- "So, what are you? I'm confused if you're supposed to be a fox or a wolf, yet you act like a dog."
- >Fluttershy sits up, appearing as if she's standing at attention.
- >"I'm a domesticated fox. It might not be a wolf, but I just thought it would be a bit more..." She mutters something in the end.
- "I'm sorry, what?"
- >"I thought that this wold be a bit more..." It's no different from the last, since she mumbled it.
- "Speak up, Flutters."
- >"S-sexy?"
- >When you shook your head, she rubs her hand around the floor.
- "I don't know about that. You look cute, even though you don't have anything on."
- >She looks around in a suspicious way.
- >"Come on, this doesn't arouse you?"
- >She leisurely moves closer.
- "Not by much."
- >She continues to tempt you by putting her hand on your leg.
- "Nothing."
- >Fluttershy then rubs her head along your shin.
- "Seriously, you're acting more like a dog than anything else."
- >Without any warning, she stands on her knees to put both of her hands on your stomach.
- >You lose your balance and fall back.
- >She slides on top of you, frozen to what just happened.
- >"I didn't mean to, honest!"
- >You wait if she will get up, proving that it was intentional or she's still shocked from the fall.
- "Well?"
- >She sighs when getting off.
- >"I truly didn't mean to, it just... you know."
- "Fine, you didn't know that I would fall down. Relax."
- >"I'm sorry, it was just in the moment and... why can't you just accept it? Am I not trying hard enough?"
- >She grabs her tail and plays around with it by rolling her thumb around the tip of it.
- "No. This is plentiful, but it just isn't right."
- >Her playful gesture on the tail turned into a hostile grab.
- >"Okay then... you know where the door is."
- >Fluttershy's joyless tone irritates you as she walks to her couch.
- >She lays on it, sniffing while fixing her tail.
- >You might not find a kick out of this, but you may as well do it for her.
- >Walking into the living room, you stand right beside her.
- >The sniveling stops when you put a hand on her arm.
- >What almost gets her to jump is when you sit right beside her.
- >Her silent but clearly baffled look she has is just enough for you to stay a little longer.
- >"What are--"
- "Just get over here so I can pet you."
- >She does so as she lets out a squee.
- >Fluttershy turns around to rest her head on your lap.
- >She shuffles around to get comfortable.
- >You are about the pet her fuzzy pink ears, but stop your hand in mid-air.
- >That would be fucking stupid, rubbing some sort of plastic for nothing.
- >You have a better idea by waving her hair over your hand.
- >"Anon, what are--"
- >You silence her by stroking her ear with an index finger and thumb.
- >It causes her to groan in delight from your small, yet noticeable massage.
- >With your other hand, you move it over hear head and trickle it down her back.
- >She shivers.
- "Are you all right?"
- >"I am... enjoying this."
- >Her relaxed voice and half lit eyes somewhat disturb you.
- >After you stop everything that pleases Fluttershy, she groans once more, in a dissatisfied way.
- >"Why did you stop?" She says when getting up.
- >You can only shrug your shoulders.
- >She doesn't accept the answer you gave her, so she crawls even closer to you.
- >Fluttershy does not stop until her hip is on your lap and her head is resting on the arm rest of the sofa.
- >"Come onnn, pet me." She almost whines at you.
- >You're very indecisive about this right now. Still, you should do whatever it takes to keep her happy.
- >Leaving her to cry like that isn't right.
- >When you reach down to resume the scratching, she flips around.
- >Fluttershy has her hands together, acting as if they were paws.
- >She starts to blush when you eye her breasts.
- >You avert your attention by looking around, until her honey pot catches your eye.
- >"Ahem."
- "Right."
- >There doesn't seem to be a place for you to massage.
- >Actually, there is two, maybe three that are definitely noticeable.
- >Only one place that is a safe zone for you to scratch.
- >You rub her stomach, causing her to wiggle in glee.
- >"Nngh." She slips out.
- >As you scratch her belly, she jerks her leg away.
- >"Ang~" Her tongue moves around her lips and hangs on the side of her mouth.
- >You can't deny that she is adorable, in a strange seductive way.
- >You grow bored and decided to look around the room from where you are sitting at.
- >Nothing special, just an ordinary living room.
- >There is a reclining couch to your right, a table carrying two candles.
- >How simple of them to have a painting of a fruit bowl handing on the wall.
- >What does intrigue you is the television across the room.
- >Maybe you can find the remote to watch something, try to pass the time.
- >You continue to rub Fluttershy's belly when looking even further for the remote.
- >Something is sticking out of the recliner.
- >Either her father is into some weird shit, or that could be the remote.
- >You lean over to get a better view, almost breaking Fluttershy out of her titillating trance.
- >Her muffled moans rises in volume when you sit back in your spot.
- >Turns out it is the remote. How unusual to have it sticking out like that.
- >All you need is an excuse.
- >You could say that you need to head for the restroom, but how are you--
- >To your surprise, her hand is on her lady garden and the faint blush she had grew darker.
- >She has her eyes shut while biting down on her other hand.
- >You were expecting to pet her for a few minutes to satisfy her fantasy, but not like this.
- >Fluttershy makes a quick peep, trying to be discreet about it.
- >Moments later, she breaks it when opening both of her eyes out of embarrassment.
- >"Uh, I..."
- >Her hand is now covering her shame.
- >She darts her eyes around, expecting to find an answer right there and then.
- >Instead, she moves her head under your other hand, wanting to resume the pampering you were giving her.
- >"Please?"
- >A passing thought went through to you.
- >You graze her hair before putting the back of her head in the palm of your hand.
- >She peacefully hums to your touch.
- >You go on back to lightly patting her stomach.
- >Fluttershy jitters out of enjoyment, along with a smile she previously had.
- >You stop and slide your hand under her back.
- >"Hmm?"
- >Without any warning, you pick Fluttershy up.
- >She's now sitting on your lap, keeping her camel toe covered with that hand.
- >"Anon, what's going on?" She says with a hint of fear and anger in her voice.
- >Ignoring her request, you slide your hand from her head over to her breast and start fondling it.
- >She goes back to moaning, but does not cover it this time.
- >"Why?" Fluttershy asks out of bewilderment.
- "It looked like you beckoned it from the moment you touched yourself."
- >"K-kind of. I-it was from the start, really."
- >Oh, that settles it. You will please her - in spades.
- >You slide your arm under her armpit and follow it down to her hand, wedging beneath it to stick two fingers inside her eager mating canal.
- >"EEP!" She squeals.
- >You begin to mess with her buttons by simultaneously fingering her when pinching her nipple.
- >She starts to resist it all by grabbing your wrists.
- >You move over so you could see more than her back.
- >Fluttershy looks hesitant, her hands starting to wobble.
- >"Please, d-don't be too rough?"
- >You try to nod, even though your chin hits her shoulder.
- >She lets go of your wrists.
- >For the next few minutes, you caress each of her special places.
- >Her voice slowly, but noticeably grew louder. Maybe it's from the fact that your ear is just a few inches away from her head.
- >It's time that you send her through the breaking point, and by doing so, you nibble on her neck.
- >You look over and see that her face is at the darkest shade of red you have seen yet.
- >"Anon."
- "Mmm?"
- >"T-this is great and all, but..."
- "Yeah?"
- >"I'm missing something."
- >You worry to what that something might be.
- >"I-I want to m-mate with you."
- >You promptly cease everything that has been sensuous to Fluttershy.
- >"What's wrong?"
- >It's time to face the music.
- "This entire time, I've been doing this for you, but I can't take your offer."
- >"W-why not?"
- "I like you, but this is still bizarre."
- >She appears guilty of something.
- >"I, like you too."
- "I'm just not sure anymore. I wanted to make you happy when I started to petting you, and now I'm groping your chest."
- >"I understand."
- "Sorry, Flutters."
- >"I wanted you to join along, it made me feel empty that you were left out."
- "Don't worry about me, just enjoy it."
- >Just when you're about to finger her, she grabs your arm.
- >"I loved on what you did, but you're right. This is too much."
- "It is. I wouldn't mind doing it later, but not now."
- >You bring your hands away from her.
- >Fluttershy adjusts her position by grabbing your shoulders to turn around.
- >"We probably just need to know each other better."
- "That's it. Maybe we can do so over dinner and a movie sometime soon?"
- >She nods and smiles.
- >The two of you look at each other, unsure since everything is kind of ruined now that you went sobby.
- >You bring Fluttershy closer to you, anticipating for a hug.
- >Maybe you'll go the extra mile to kiss her.
- >That expectation vanished when she licked your right cheek.
- >"Um, one last time?"
- >Her concerned smile and tightened grasp on your shoulders reveals on how anxious she is.
- "If you're lucky enough, we can do this again."
- >"Really?!"
- "Eh. Like I said, it will take a while for me to get used to this."
- >You kiss her on the cheek as she nods, agreeing to your concept.
- "I should go."
- >She groans.
- "I have a long day ahead of me. Besides, you need to take care of those animals."
- >"You're right." She gets off and starts to head into the hallway.
- "You, want to go out tonight? I just might slide in some time for us."
- >She stands there, considering about your suggestion.
- >"I can close the shelter early."
- >Three weeks later...
- >You knock on the door.
- "Fluttershy, is everything fine?"
- >"Yes! I'm getting ready." She replies from the other side.
- >You can hear the door unlock.
- >"Come on in!"
- >You turn the doorknob and enter the dimly lit room.
- "Fluttershy?"
- >The door behind you is closed by something.
- >You turn around, surveying Fluttershy in a bunny suit.
- >"Is it better?"
- "I still prefer you naked, but we can make this work."
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