Book Club [mlp]

>Just another day in Ponyville.
>You're heading to a book club with Flutters, she said some of the others were asking her to bring you by.
>Flutters missed the last meeting, so neither of you have any idea what they were reading this week, so you'll just have to wing it.
>You're not sure where you're going, but eventually, you arrive at what looks like a normal house. Seems about right.
>You knock and are greeted by....you think her name was Roseluck?
>You don't really know any of the mares here, you've met most of them, but never really talked to them.
>RL: So glad you and Anon could make it!
>They seem pretty friendly, even if this isn't really your type of thing.
>You take a seat in the ring, damn these tiny pony chairs. But you make do.
>Roseluck speaks up, she's the only one you really know the name of anyway.
>RL: Alright girls, lets talk about last weeks book "Human Sexuality: Pleasure Given Form", by Ponyvilles own Twilight Sparkle, and our own 2 friends right here.
>Your blood runs cold, Shy's eyes are pinpricks.
>RL: Lets give them a hoof!
>A small chorus of hoofs stomping the floor sounds through the house.
>They cease, and you're staring down a room full of bedroom eyes.

>RL:Now, everyp0ny, share what your favorite part was."
>?: I liked when it talked about Anon's stamina, how he can just go on and on and on.
>?: My favorite was the talk about his shape, most stallions I've ever been with just slammed me, those flares hurt.
>A lot of heads look around and nod.
>?: I admit I'm curious about other breaking vanilla, but the flare scares me from it, I don't want to choke or have something tear when he's about to cum.
>More nods, a bit sheepish this time.
>?: I enjoyed the part about the petting, no stallion has ever been so sweet to me when we were making love.
>?:Umm, I don't think one could, they don't really have the gear for that kind of foreplay.
>They're eying your hands.
>You're really regretting taking the seat farthest from the door.
>RL: So Anon, what's you're favorite part?
Umm, no comment.
>RL: Aww, can you at least tell us if it's true? Can...can you really do that?
Do what?
>RL: Last that long, go several times, recover that fast, use your hands like that.
Not just me, that's all very normal for humans.
>Girly giggles and gasps of amazement fill the room.
>RL: You need to tell us more sometime. What about you Fluttershy, what was your favorite part of the book?
>Fluttershy gets that look in her eye, an angry one.
>She doesn't often taunt people, but she cuts deep.

>With a cocky tone, she boldly states.
>FS: My favorite part was when it was happening.
>The other mares in the room give her dirty looks as she flies up and sits on your lap.
>You try to diffuse the situation.
Girls, this is all very flattering, but I'm married to Fluttershy.
>?:So?
So I'm not going to cheat on her...
>?:It's not cheating, polygamy is legal, so you'd just be, um...
>RL: Testing out new candidates for your herd!
>A whole wave of nods and bedroom eyes.
I'm sorry ladies, but no.
>Shy looks happy, the others not so much.
>?:Come on Anon, you're too much stal...man. Too much man for one mare.
Listen, I'm not looking to start a herd.
>They all start talking at once, you can't make out what's being said amidst the garble.
ALRIGHT! Look, if you'll stop, I'll think about it.
>They stop, and turn around to whisper amongst themselves.
>Shy looks up at you, she seems sad.
>You shake your head, mouth out "Not really.", and motion to sneak out the back while they're distracted.
>She perks up and nods.

>You quietly slip out of the room and look for the back door.
>Soon, the sound of hooves sounds down the hall, so you duck into the nearest room.
>It's a bedroom.
>There's a knock on the door.
>RL: Anon, your herd is waiting.
>You lock that fucker.
You girls need to stop, I don't even know most of your names.
>?: You can learn.
Get it through your heads, NO!
>?: Aww, come on Anon, you said you'd think about-
>FS: He. Said. NOOOOOO!
>You think you hear hooves shuffling back slightly.
Geez Shy, that hurt my ears.
>She looks away and kinda kicks one hoof at the ground.
>FS: Sorry...
>You pet her.

>You decide to throw caution to the wind, and strut from the bedroom, past the mares, and to the door.
>A unicorn bolts it shut with her magic.
>?: Anon, come on, give it a shot.
You do realize I can probably rip this tiny door off its hinges?
>?: Well we.... we just.
You're harrassing me is what you're doing, now you nags had better stop before I involve the law.
>?: N-nags?
>They seem hurt, but the door unlocks.
Now if you'll excuse us, my mare and I are gonna go try to make some centaurs.
>You heft Shy onto your shoulders and swag away like a fucking boss.