Shirrgendurgen

>Day cereal in Equestria.
>Be Anon.
"What a wonderful equestrian morning."
>Be in ponyland.
>Time to get up.
>Shit shower shave.
>You pour yourself a bowl of shirrgendurgen.
>It's some weird foreign cereal.
>You ordered it from a home candy shop in the far northeast that was going out of business because the store owner died and she never shared her recipes with her employee's.
>It's in little cross shapes of varying rainbow colors.
>As you go to the fridge to get some milk your mind starts to wander.
>Why has Fluttershy yet to come knock on your door?
>Your Anon sense begins to tingle.
>Something is definitely up.
>You remind yourself to keep an eye out as you begin to pour the milk.
>You immediately forget all about mikado dickpirate as your nose is assaulted by a beautiful and heavenly aroma.
>Good lord this shirrgendurgen.
>You quickly scramble over to your silverware drawer and pull out a large spoon.
>Your legs can't carry you back to the shirrgendurgen quick enough.
>You dip your spoon in and take the bite.
>An onslaught of flavor marches on your taste buds.
>You can't even properly describe a flavor this pure.
>You are left speechless.
>You can only stare down at the rainbow bowl of flavor as tears begin pouring from your eyes.
>You cradle the shirrgendurgen as if it were your own child.
>Time to take another bite.
>You can't even imagine how someone could have created this perfection.
>It isn't even fit for mere mortals like you.
>This doesn't stop you from chowing down though.
>About halfway through the bowl you hear a knock on your door.
"Go away Fluttershy I'm not in the mood for this today!"
>"But I'm not Fluttershy and I have a package for you!"
>The voice of Derpy responds to you.
"Sorry just... hold on a minute okay?"
>"That's fine I don't mind waiting anon!"
>Doesn't she have a schedule she is supposed to keep?
>In that case you better not keep her waiting.
>You quickly pour the rest of the shirrgendurgen down your gullet.
>Milk drips from your mouth, but you made sure to get all of the shirrgendurgen.
>You quickly make your way to the door and open it for bubblebutt.
>"Hi anon! I need you to sign right here."
>You quickly take the clipboard and write your name.
>As your giving it back to her you notice the look of concern on her face.
>"Uh anon? Are you okay? Are you crying?"
>Your mind locks up at that question.
>If you say yes she will want to know why, and if she knows why she will want to try shirrgendurgen for herself.
>If you say no she will know that you are lying and demand to come in and help you, and as a result will notice the shirrgendurgen.
>Either way she will find out about it and will want some.
>You are not sharing your god damn shirrgendurgen.
>Therefore you lie to the best of your ability.
"It's this spring time air causing my allergies to act up and my eyes to water."
>You rub your eyes to play a more convincing role.
>"Well I don't want to keep you outside any longer then." She remarks with a smile. "I'll see you later anon."
>The second Derpy is out of sight you shut the door and rip open the package.
>It includes a letter from Fluttershy asking if lewd sculptures are you fetish.
>The figure is of Fluttershy bending over with excessive detail on the tiny vagina.
>Intothetrashitgoes.jpg
>With the figure gone you turn back around to the shirrgendurgen.
"Now where we..."
>Time passes as you keep pouring yourself bowl after bowl of delicious shirrgendurgen.
>You're so enthralled that you don't even notice that you are out of milk.
>As you finish your final bowl you reach for the milk and finally notice its emptiness.
>This simply will not do.
>You fold up the box of glorious cereal and hide it in the cabinet.
"I'll be back for you my shirrgendurgen."
>Wasting no time you head out the door into Ponyville.
>Many ponies stop you and ask if you are okay.
>The same excuse you gave Derpy satisfies their curiosity.
>Soon enough you arrive in the market square.
>You basically toss your bits at the pony who sells milk and you begin to head home with a jug in each hand.
>Soon you shall be with your beautiful shirrgendurgen again.
>You begin to worry as you notice your front door open.
>You were sure you locked it.
>As you step inside your home you feel sick.
>Your house has been ransacked.
>Upon inspection your worst fears are confirmed.
>The shirrgendurgen has been taken.
>All you can do is curl up into a ball and cry.
>Why didn't you protect the shirrgendurgen better?
>Your sadness is so profound that you don't even notice when Fluttershy walks in.
>"Please don't cry anon! look I have a present for you!"
>You lazily glance over with teary and see her cunt.
>It's filled with milk and shirrgendurgen.
>"Come eat." she says with a grin on her face.
>You can't even be mad that she stole your shirrgendurgen and filled her genitals with the last of it.
>Of course you dig right in.
>You shove your face into her crotch and are met with a moan from her.
>It doesn't take long for her to release her fluids into your mouth.
>Normally Fluttershy's juices would taste vile and disgusting, but with the shirrgendurgen in your mouth something else happens.
>Combining the flavor of shirrgendurgen and her disgusting fluids causes a mutation in your taste-buds.
>They have evolved.
>You pull your face out of Fluttershy's crotch and promptly kick her out.
>Grabbing a bottle of whiskey out of the cabinet, you must test your new tastebuds.
>If your suspicions are correct then you can now alter the taste of anything that enters your mouth.
>You take a swig of whiskey and confirm your suspicions.
>It tastes like shirrgendurgen.
>Everything you eat or drink can now taste like shirrgendurgen.
>You have transcended beyond mortal taste-buds.
>2 months later
>You are now morbidly obese from having eaten so much.
>All because of
>Fucking Fluttershy.