And now, Flutterrape is proud to present: Flutter Balboa.

Fluttershy wears training pants and a red and white sweatband as she stares at the ground. She sits on a small bench, surrounded by Dumbbells. Angel Bunny sits next to her, arms crossed.

"I can't do it angel. I just can't. I'll never get to beat Anon. "

Angel simply raises an eyebrow as music begins to play.

Fluttershy lifts those goddamn dumbbells. She kicks the shit outta those push-ups as she alternates between front hooves and wings. She fucking demolishes those bench presses. Can you see this fucking mare push her limits on those pull ups like she don't give a FUCK.

She's gettin' SWOLE AS FUCK nigga.

Fluttershy gallops hard through Ponyville, working up her stamina to finally BEAT Anon. Then she punches the FUCK out of that hanging scrotum.

Oh. I've just received word it's a punching bag.

I also received word that the punching bag accidentally hit a fruit fly before Fluttershy began wailing on it, and it not ACTUALLY a part of her training.

She flies through the air doing flips and shit.

"How does this help me beat Anon," she asks the narrator.

Shut up worst pony, I'm making you awesome.

"Oh. O-ok."

Today is the day, Flutter! Go beat Anon!

"Okay, mister disembodied voice, sir, " she meekly says.

Fluttershy spots you on the street and tackles you. She instantly rips off your pants and begins to beat you off.

Oh. Wait. Shit. Sorry, Anon. This one's my bad.