I love my pancakes.

>Day pretty goddamn hungry in Equestria.
>You've been stuck in your house for a few days now.
>You daren't eat any of the food in here.
>She has drugged it all.
>It seems to be her latest ploy.
>She always tried to slip something in your food, but until now you were able to simply throw out what you could identify as spiked.
>Now she seems to be giving you no choice.
>"Oh Anoooon~"
>She's outside your door again.
>You can smell today's attempt.
>"Anon, if you come out you can have these delicious pancakes..."
>Oh please no. Not pancakes.
>If it wasn't bad enough that you were hungry, pancakes are your fetish.
>The thought of the steamy confectionaries, dripping with maple syrup...
>The warm, fluffy texture melting in your mouth and sending your tastebuds wild...
>Now you have a foodboner.
>Fuck.
>"Mmmm... It's good, Anon... I even brought some icecream to have with it. And your favourite... Nootla!"
>Bitch isn't playing fair now.
>You rip open the door off its hinges.
>She's pushed you over the edge this time.
>You sexual lust has combined with your burning hunger to create a demonic appetite of [spoiler]epic[/spoiler] proportions.
>You stare down at your meal.
>She only looks up at you with terrified eyes.
>"Oh... Oh dear... I've made a horrible mistake."
>You pounce on her, and she attempts to flap away.
>Not today.
>You grab her frantically spasming wings and wrestle them to submission so you can hold them with one hand.
>With your other free hand you grab the stack of pancakes which are sitting on a table she set up outside your door.
>You take a monstrous bite out of the fluffy breakfast.
>Oh god it's so good.
>It only serves to fuel your boner!
>You smear the rest of the pancakes on Fluttershy's back.
>"I'm sorry, Anon! Please let me go..."
"Oh no, Fluttershy."
>You lean in close to her ear.
"This is my fetish." You whisper.
>She squeaks in response.
>You grab the jug of maple syrup on the table.
>You pour it copiously on her head.
>It sticks to her mane and gets in her eyes.
>She tries shaking it off, but only succeeds at getting her mane stuck to her face.
>While she's trying to separate her hair from her sticky visage, you drizzle more syrup down her back.
>You carry on until you reach her tail.
>You position your diamond hard cock behind her.
>She senses your presence.
>"No! Anon! Not like this!"
>You stick your dick in the syrup, then stick your syrupy dick into her honey pot.
>It feels so good...
>Her velvety tunnel convulses around your sticky intruder.
>You thrust yourself violently into her, hilting with every thrust.
>She sobs with every wracking movement.
>You pick up some of the pancakes off her back.
>You lean forward and stuff them into her mouth.
"EAT IT, FATTY!"
>She obeys, reluctantly.
>You grab another handful of pancakes and eat some yourself.
>Oh man, they’re so good. They’ve been cooked to perfection.
>Fluttershy is a good cook. You’re going to have to get her to do this again.
>You’re fuelled by the delicious pancakes, and only increase your speed.
>She howls in protest, but you can feel yourself nearing release.
>You thrust a few more times, then hilt yourself and cum inside her.
>Your semen fills up her cunt and comes shooting out around your cock, mixing with the maple syrup.
>You needed a good breakfast.
“Today ain’t ya day, Pancakes.”
>”S-so...  I take it pancakes are your fetish, Scoutanon?”
>You walk inside and grab your Sandman.
>You double jump over the defiled p0ny.
“Damn straight, Slugger! WOOHOOHOO!”
>You start running with your crazy scout speed.
>You’ll need it.
>She knows your fetish now.
>And she won’t stop until she’s captured your most valuable point.
>Your heart.