She was a little behind schedule, but all of her animals — and there were just more of them every day — had been given breakfast, and now Fluttershy had a moment to pause and consider how to spend the rest of her morning. The recent scheduled showers had all the plant life in the area in full bloom, and she had an urge to go foraging for wild herbs sometime today.

But stepping back into her cottage, she decided a little extra spring cleaning should also be a priority. She idly picked up a broomstick she’d left leaning against the staircase banister and started pushing it along the floor. At that moment she happened to glance out her nearest window, and what she saw caused her to drop the broom in startlement.

A bright pink pony was bounding up the path to her cottage, startling baby bunnies in her wake. She recognized her as Pinkie Pie, an outgoing young pony she’d talked to on quite a few occasions. When she first settled in Ponyville it was Pinkie Pie who’d thrown her a party so she could get to meet everypony in town and make some friends. She didn’t succeed on that occasion in bringing Fluttershy out of her shell, but she hadn’t given up since.

Fluttershy was excited and intimidated: she’d been even more of a shut-in than usual in the last few days. She hadn’t gone into town or spoken to anypony since Winter Wrap-up. There were just too many new baby animals that had to be watched over this time of year.

She waited on the spot until there was a knock at the door, which made her jump a little in spite of the fact that she’d known it was coming. She hurried to push the door open.

‘Hi, Fluttershy!’ her unexpected guest squealed, and just stood there with a big smile.

‘Um, hi, Pinkie Pie,’ Fluttershy responded, smiling shyly. ‘Can I help you with something?’ She had to admit, she took some pride in being the go-to pony for animal troubles. And she knew that Pinkie Pie had recently adopted a small toothless alligator.

‘No, I wanted to show you something!’ Pinkie Pie bounced a little on the spot.

‘…Oh?’ Fluttershy looked at the ground timidly. ‘Why me?’

‘Well, I had to share it with somepony and Applejack’s busy planting new apple trees! Rarity’s caught up in her sewing and everypony else is too busy for me.’ Her playful features were overtaken by a petulant pout, and she was only quiet for a few more moments before erupting into her famous motor-mouth elocution. Fluttershy had trouble catching it all, but caught up by the end. ‘—and it’s the most fun thing and you know that having fun is the most important thing because what’s life without fun?’

Fluttershy nodded along, unsure of how to respond.

Pinkie Pie skipped past Fluttershy into the cottage and Fluttershy hesitated in the doorway before pulling the door shut again. She turned to the room and saw Pinkie Pie making herself comfortable on the divan.

Fluttershy instinctively picked up the broomstick and lay it back against the banister, out of the way. She looked back at Pinkie Pie, who patted the place next to her with a hoof.

Fluttershy’s nervousness must have made an impression on Pinkie Pie — who she knew to be a little oblivious by nature — because the next thing she said was, wiggling backwards a little in giddy anticipation, ‘you should probably close your eyes and relax.’

Those words couldn’t have had a much less relaxing effect on Fluttershy, but she squeezed her eyes shut obediently, going so far as to wince a little as she worked to unclench her body, spreading it out a little more on the divan.

She waited for Pinkie Pie to yell ‘Surpise! Open your eyes!’ or something to that effect. But she waited, and only felt the movement of Pinkie Pie shifting on the divan.

The next thing she felt was a soft foreleg snaking its way under her belly. Before she could vocalize her confusion, she felt the hoof brush up between her back legs. She jumped, fell crashing to the floor, and looked straight up at Pinkie Pie.

She found herself stunned for words, and the bubbly pink pony filled the silence with her usual tone of oblivious delight. ‘I told you to relax, Fluttershy! I promise it’s the best, most fun thing.’

Fluttershy was still lying on the floor, and Pinkie Pie hopped down and stood over her. ‘Ooh! I think I have an even better idea.’

At these words, it was all Fluttershy could do to close her eyes again, as she drew a mental blank on how to deal with the situation. Or what this situation even was. And then she felt it again — the same gentle touch to that place, even softer this time, and she squirmed, but didn’t move, as the sensation gradated from a mild tickle to a smooth tingling. She felt herself warming alarmingly to Pinkie Pie’s touch, and realized that this time it was her muzzle.

‘Mmm-mm!’ Pinkie Pie declared in surprise. ‘Something smells good!’ And without any other warning, she took an adventurous lick of what Fluttershy realized was her own growing wetness.

She convulsed, and opened her eyes again, though the familiar interior of her humble cottage was swimming before her, looking somehow unreal. She finally spoke, though it came in a panted breath, barely audible even to herself: ‘What are you doing?’

Pinkie Pie didn’t answer, her face now buried between Fluttershy’s back legs, lapping at the same spot again and again and again, like a greedy kitten.

Fluttershy moaned softly, feeling herself swell under Pinkie Pie’s tongue. She shifted restlessly, her hooves scrabbling around on the floor, but she lacked the coordination to move herself as her legs grew weaker and weaker. Without warning, her wings unfolded and spread open in one fast movement, and proceeded to twitch spasmodically. She let out a series of long, soft sighs. Her face burned.

Pinkie Pie hummed excitedly into Fluttershy, who turned her head enough to see that Ponyville’s premier party pony was now pawing at herself with abandon. The image of her complete lack of inhibition sent Fluttershy into a shock of intensified feeling. Pinkie Pie’s tongue lashed at her now, zeroing in on the button of her pleasure, tormenting her with relentless electric sensations piling one atop the last.

‘PINKIE PIE!!’ Fluttershy screamed, mindlessly.

To her surprise, Pinkie Pie pulled back in an immediate response and with her characteristic cheeriness, she replied, ‘Yes?’

Fluttershy’s head shot around to stare at her now, and Pinkie Pie batted her eyelashes with unbearable innocence.

Fluttershy panted, lost, her whole body hanging in agonizing wait, so desperately close to that moment of perfect release that she could never have imagined before. She wanted it so badly, she was consumed by fear that whatever it was that she had been craving so tortuously was on the verge of slipping away forever.

‘I told you it feels good, didn’t I?’ Pinkie Pie giggled at the look on her face.

‘Pinkie Pie…’ Fluttershy’s breath came in shallow gasps, and to her dismay she found she had no words to articulate her agony.

‘Ye-e-es?’ Pinkie Pie’s smile was sweet and sincere.

Fluttershy’s voice dropped to faint whisper, and her words were lost.

‘Didn’t catch that.’

She raised her voice just enough to ensure that Pinkie Pie would hear it this time, even if a pony a further inch away still wouldn’t have caught her words. ‘Please,’ she said meekly, ‘Pinkie Pie, please don’t stop now…’

Pinkie Pie’s eyes twinkled, and it seemed her whole body along with them. ‘O-o-oh!’ And she nudged Fluttershy to roll onto her back, allowing her to resume nuzzling her in earnest.

The shock of her resumed touch pushed Fluttershy further than before, and she found that as her desire doubled and redoubled, Pinkie Pie pushed her more and more, somehow in response. Soon she was driving her tongue deep into her willing victim, hard and hungry, invading depths of Fluttershy’s body hitherto unknown to her.

Long squeaks now punctuated Fluttershy’s panted breaths. ‘Ah… A-ah… A-a-ah…’ As her whimpers got louder, she became less and less aware of them.

And then it started, in small bursts at first. A feeling like licks of flame swept after the laps from Pinkie’s tongue, angry like fire but firm, and spreading through her like butter melting over her body. The sensation built up until it was roaring through her like a wildfire, pounding her heart and making her whole body shudder. She felt the final wave coming, slowly at first, but with a vengeance. Her whole body rocked as it crashed over her. She didn’t hear, but felt, as she choked out a long groan or three, and she collapsed onto her side, exhausted and hazy, tears in her eyes.

‘See?’ Pinkie Pie chirped, and Fluttershy raised her head enough to see her up and bouncing again. ‘Now I’ve shown you, we should show everypony else how fun this is!’

Fluttershy looked away uncomfortably, still quivering. ‘Actually, Pinkie Pie… let’s just keep this to ourselves for now.’

Pinkie Pie looked surprised for a moment, but her baffled expression was just as quickly replaced with that of her unquestioning cheerfulness. ‘Okey dokey Loki!’