You wake up and your entire body is numb. Not particularly the best way to start your day.

As you gently open your eyes, you examine your surroundings. A hospital room?

No wait...

This is your bedroom made to LOOK like a hospital room. There is even little flowers and cards saying get well soon. All of them signed by-

"Rise and shine, Anon! How are you feeling?"

Fluttershy, dressed as a nurse, strolls into your bedroom holding a clipboard. You try to move your arms and legs, but you find yourself paralyzed.

"I feel like I got hit by a fucking rock!" you moan.

"Oohh! That's because I hit you with a giant rock." she squeaks proudly.

A large smile spreads across her face as she moves towards you and checks your life monitors. Except they aren't monitors. They are boxes with paper taped over them that look like meters.

Wait. Then what the hell is in your arm?

"Alright. Joke's over Fluttershy," you say exasperatedly. "Let me out of this."

"Ooh. I can't."

"Why the fuck not!" you scream.

"W-well... I didn't mean to COMPLETELY paralyze you... and now I dunno how to fix that... so if I leave you... you'll die."

You lay there in shock.

"Well take me to a goddamn doctor!"

"But... uhm you see... I-if I do that Anon... I could get in big trouble. But don't worry... Mama is going to make you feel allll better! I even have a rigorous exercise routine to fix you!"

She shows you her clipboard schedule.

1. Rape
2. Breakfast
3. Rape
4. Lunch
5. Try to walk.
6. Rape
7. Dinner
8. Dessert (aka Rape)
9. Consensual Sex
10. Sleepy time.
12. Rape while asleep. (ssshhhh. It's a secret.)

You look up at your captor in fear. The sudden realization sweeps over you that there is absolutely no way to escape her this time.

"Fluttershy... you don't have to do this... I know you are kinder than this... I can ask that they don't get you in trouble..." you plead.

"Don't worry Anon," Fluttershy smiles as her face moves nearer to you.

She plants a kiss on your lips.

"Mama is going to make you feel all better now."