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/yandere/ Mr. Pear Bear

By BlondieAnon
Created: 2021-07-16 21:31:33
Updated: 2021-05-30 22:22:20
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/yandere/anonymous flutter shy

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>"Oh Anon! How are we doing today?"
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"Fuck off."
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>A yellow pegasus giggles
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>"It almost sounded like you were saying something mean! It's ok."
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>It's been two weeks
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>Two
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>Weeks
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>You ended up in Equestria and it was as colorful as you thought it would be
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>The only issue was that ponies don't speak English
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>There's no England in Pony world
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>So there's no fucking English
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>You see that yellow has brought company this time
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>Purple unicorn
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>They neigh at each other
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>Purple is pretty expressive
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>You can almost make out their conversation from the expressions alone
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>Tone is a crapshoot when it comes to other noises
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>"This is my bestest friend, Twilight Sparkle! She's really smart and promised to help me learn more about you! Isn't that wonderful?"
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"Will she get me my clothing back?"
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>Outside of an admittedly soft rope around your neck, you've been naked for the last two weeks
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>The two keep talking until yellow giggles
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>It seems like giggling
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>Purple waves at you and widely opens her mouth
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>You can only make out "Light" and "Nice"
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>You furrow your brow at her
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>Purple tries her best to smile
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>Yellow pats her on the back and clears her throat
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>"Twilight is trying to learn how to speak Animalese! I can speak to birds, bears, balloon animals and you!"
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"Joy. Clothing please?"
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>"No no no, she doesn't have to wear clothes!"
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>Their conversation continues until Purple and Yellow leave
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>You've been sitting this entire time, legs folded with your head in your hands
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>The weather hasn't been bad but you've been worn down pretty bad by having to sleep outside without any coverings
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>You aren't Survivor Man, you can't get by on unusually soft grass alone
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>At least there's a small pond nearby where you can bathe
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>Doesn't help since your hair has gotten greasy
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>You miss shampoo
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>Yellow comes back
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>She has a full bag in her mouth
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>She stops in front of you and drops it in front of your legs
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>"It's lunch time! I know you must eat a whole lot, you must be a sort of pale bear! Maybe you're a pear bear!"
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>Your skin tone is nothing resembling a pear
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>You've lost the urge to fight her when she brings you food
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>You open the bag and see a wide variety of dried fruits, nuts, and a few flower petals for good measure
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>It isn't the best but you really can't afford to be choosey
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>You'd kill for a burger
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>Or a single hot dog
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>You sigh at the taste of it
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>It is nice
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>Within an hour of ending up in their little horse town, you were captured by Yellow
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>If it weren't for her maybe you could... find some sort of jerky store or something
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>Horses had to eat meat too
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>While picking apart the favorite parts from the bag, Yellow pushes her face into your lap
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>Almost immediately you tense up
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>She's licking at your crotch
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>You try to push her head away but her neck is surprisingly strong and unyielding
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>You haven't had any privacy for the last two weeks so you haven't been able to... relax at your own pace, so to say
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>Yellow can tell
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>After a long, agonizingly hard slurp, she pulls away
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>You try to hide your face behind the bag but you can see her face and she can see most of yours
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>Her mane is a little out of place
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>She openly licks her lips
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>"You are surprisingly pent up! I can tell. I know how allllllll of the animals are, both big and small!"
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>Her eyes dart down to your crotch
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>Even if she's a tiny pony you can tell that she has the look of a starved animal
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>"You know, you must need help with this? I've seen you rub and tug at it at night... but you never do it for long. Does it itch? Am I doing it the right way?"
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>You really don't want to say anything
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>You can't give her the satisfaction of an answer
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>So you don't answer
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>Not verbally
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>She frowns
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>But she's smiling with her eyes
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>"Am I doing it wrong then...? I'm so sorry for that, Mr. Pear Bear... let me try something else..."
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>She pushes her head back down onto your lap
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>You last maybe a half minute before you drop the bag
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>You try with all of your strength, what little you have, to force her head away
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>You're failing
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>Worse yet
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>She's succeeding
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>The sound of her mouth and her humming is far too much for even you
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>You scream out some half-brained exclamation
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>Seven heart beats later, all of your strength leaves you
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>You lean back and to the side, trying to avoid her incessant gaze
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>She gulps
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>Hard
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>Loud
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>Letting you know that she won
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>She 'helped'
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>"Why Mr. Pear Bear... I think I helped you. Was that what you were missing?"
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>You refuse to answer
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>"If you don't answer me... I might forget to bring you dinner tonight... so many animals need my help, even though none of you need this sort of special help."
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"...thank you."
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>You hear a melodical giggle
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>"It almost sounded like you were thanking me! What did I do to deserve such praise?"
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>This could cripple your pride further
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"...Thank you for taking care of that."
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>"Yay! Much better! You're very welcome Anonymous. Oops! I mean, Mr. Pear Bear!"
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>Yellow pets your bent knee with her hoof
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>"You know, it's supposed to get windy and cold tonight too... do you maybe need a blanket? Or bedding...?"
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>You see what her goal is now
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>You just can't bring yourself to genuinely stop her
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>It took two more days of giving her the cold shoulder before you finally capitulated
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>After two nights of chilly, windy nights
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>After two days of dealing with swarms of birds, small woodland critters and technicolor ponies visiting to try to emulate your language for fun
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>After near sixteen days of your energy waning
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>You allow her to get you a blanket
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>The evening she brought it out for you, you almost cried
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>You almost dozed off as soon as you felt feathery warmth cover your body
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>Until you felt Yellow go under the blanket too
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>She drained you at least three times
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>All through her mouth
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>You know this because outside of her tongue, she would make the loudest, most obscene sounds
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>"Oh my, you're still in need! Don't worry Mr. Pear Bear, Fluttershy is on the job!"
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>She calls herself that but it's a stupid name
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>It's probably a code name or some sort of mistranslation
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>After your third drain, you pass out
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>You had the best dream
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>You were back home
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>You had your shitty bed
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>Your shitty blankets
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>Your video games that you never played because your favorite social spot said they sucked
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>Your shit job
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>Having breakfast bratwursts and biscuits
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>You wake up, feeling intense strain on your body
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>It's Yellow again
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>Fluttershy
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>Her hooves are on your stomach
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>You try to grab her head and force herself away but your hands slip
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>You feel her drain you until there's nothing left
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>You don't have the capacity to stop her
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>Yet again
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>She crawls out from under the blanket, smiling
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>Her mouth is still messy
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>"Good boy, Mr. Pear Bear! I can tell you've been eating your food, you taste wonderful!"
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>You bring the blanket up to cover your face
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>If this were any other situation, you wouldn't complain that much
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>But this
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>This is just too much
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>You close your eyes again
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>Far too soon, you hear multiple ponies talking
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>What you think is 'talking'
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>"Mr. Pear Bear! My friends are here! Wakey wakey!"
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>Aw crap
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>You refuse to remove the blanket
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>"Pear! Peary very peary berry pear bear!"
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>Sounds like some sort of hyper-active female voice
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>"You sure this big hairy thing can buck apples?"
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>Some... cow poke?
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>"He would make a good model... I suppose. He is shaped slightly like a dragon. It could be a change to enter a new realm of fashion!"
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>This is definitely a different voice
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"Wait..."
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>Did you go crazy?
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>You can understand them now?
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>You rip yourself from the blanket and scramble to your hands and knees
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"I can understand you?!"
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>There are six ponies in front of you
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>"Wow, Twilight you did it! Mr. Pear Bear must understand us now!"
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>...what?
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>"Well it was easy, once you explained how to sound out certain words."
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"...can you things understand me? Send me back home. Send me back!"
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>"It's just a shame the spell can't translate him to us... but I'll be sure to try out some other spells! Maybe I can try on some other bears..."
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>Purple seems to be the mastermind for this
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"Someone please get me some real food. I'm dying here."
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>All six of them laugh
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>Fluttershy laughs the hardest and wipes her eye with her foreleg
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>"Oh my! Mr. Pear Bear was thanking us for making it so he can understand us!"
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"Wha-no! NO! I'm not!"
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>You stand up, ready to rip the wings off of Yellow
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>Only to be reminded that you're still naked
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>Five of the six ponies gasp
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>Fluttershy gives you a dark smile for a split second
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>Her expression changes almost instantly to an innocent gasp
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>"Oh my! Mr. Pear Bear is awake and agitated! Quick girls, go get what I mentioned! We have only an hour until he goes into an angry rage!"
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>"Got it!"
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>"Roger!"
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>"Keep him busy Shy!"
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>"Boy howdy, I... r-right!"
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>"By Celestia I have to take THAT into consideration for tailoring?!"
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>Like a bad action party, five of the six sprint or fly or... poof...?
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>All of them vacate
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>That just leaves you with Fluttershy
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>She puffs out her chest and steps up to you
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>"Oh Mr. Pear Bear... don't act so mean. Now sit down. They're all fetching you some really good things. And I promised them that you would help them out. So you get to go out and help out everypony!"
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>You don't move
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>Her smile turns to a grin
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>Her eyes narrow
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>"Momma said."
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>She raises up her hoof and punches it into your open, exposed crotch
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>"SIT. DOWN."
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>No matter how frustrated you may be, a kick to the jewels is a fucking kick to the jewels
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>You drop down on your ass, your hands covering your gun and grenades
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>Her grin widens even further
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>You'd ask why the long face but she's a fucking talking yellow horse
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>"Good boy."
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>She bites down on your hand and pulls it away
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>Thankfully she doesn't use her teeth that much
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>Without hesitation she goes back to draining you
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>More aggressively this time
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>You aren't sure which is worse
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>How it's starting to hurt with how hard she's attempting to devour you
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>Or that it isn't even taking you all that long to react the way she wants you to