> Be Fluttershy, tired after a long day feeding and helping your critters
> Most of the time, you don't mind taking care of others, you are a mare, after all
> All that's left is your...guest
> You feel a little guilty about not telling your friends about him, but...
> You open the door to your cottage, and the aroma of lavender tea wafts by
> Anon turns at the sound and gives you a warm smile
> "Welcome home. How were the bears?"
> You smile back and clamber onto your divan, sinking into its cushions
"Oh, they are just fine. A little trouble with their beds, but I had some extra down. Baby bear is sleeping better now."
> "I'll bet."
> Anon brings you a cup and settles beside you, sipping at his tea
> You sidle up beside his leg, basking in his stallionish warmth
> The tea helps as well, and you feel all the tenseness of the day flow out of you
> You sigh happily
> Anon chuckles in his deep, velvety voice
> His fingers burrow through your mane and scratch at your scalp
> It's official, you are in Elysium
> Feeling a little bold, you lay your head on Anon's thigh
> He just continues scritching your head like nothing happened
> Any sleepiness you felt evaporates from the heat blooming from your loins
> You take deep breaths through your nose, savoring his musky scent
> Maybe it was the tea, or his smell, or the way he smiled at you
> Whatever it was, you stroke his thigh with your forehoof, blushing all the while
> "Fluttershy?"
> You gaze on his patient, trusting face
> Such a pure colt
"Anon, you have such good foal-chasing legs. I bet you could keep up all day."
> "Foal-chasing? I suppose so. Are you hinting at the crusaders coming tomorrow or something?"
> You do like seeing a stallion manage the little ones so well
> It makes you warm in all sorts of ways, like winking in your heart
"No, I was just thinking..."
> Okay, you can do this, you practiced with Rarity for hours, um
> N-no homo
> You give Anon your best smouldering look
"How about we make some f-foals for you to chase? If that's okay with you?"
> So
> Assertive
> You are really proud of yourself
> Anon pauses in scritching your scalp
> "Are you propositioning me, Flutterbutterbutt?"
> Oh no
> He totally thinks you think he is easy! 
"Um, maybe, if you think we have been together long enough, and you keep wearing socks around me, so I thought-"
> He boops your nose
> It's hard not to scrunch, and you can tell you scrunched a little
> Anon chuckles, but his eyes look different
> Bright, excited, hungry
> Oh mare, you better not mess this up
> "You'll have to lead me through it, I'm not sure how to pleasure a birdhorse."
> You don't really know about monkeytaurs either, but you absolutely can't tell him that
"Oh, you don't have to worry about that. It's a mare's job to make sure the stallion has a good time."
> He shrugs and leans against the divan's back, still scritching your mane
> You hesitantly nuzzle his inner thigh, your nostrils flaring at his scent
> Anon licks his lips
> Oh mare
> You bring a hoof over to unbutton his pants, but it's not like you practiced
> This button is so small, and 
> Anon chuckles, his slender fingers brushing your hoof to the side
> He nimbly undoes the fastening, and unzips
> Oh, shorts beneath his pants?
> Lewd, you approve
> He lifts his hips, his bulge pressing against the thin fabric of his boxers
> You breathe heavily through your nose, your mind getting hot and fuzzy and insistent
> You bite the waist of his boxers and pull
> His stallionhood rises like a monolith, at once imposing and inviting
> You worship at its base, kissing and nuzzling, exulting in its firmness and warmth
> Anon lets out a low groan, the thoroughly male sound wetting your lower lips
> Um, what did Rarity say was next?
> You gaze up at his eyes closed in bliss
> Oh yes, now you remember
"Does that feel good, you dirty colt? Not that you are dirty, just um. Naughty. Bad colt?"
> Your eyes widen as you realised how terribly you insulted him
> He lifts your head with gentle hands, bringing his mouth low to whisper into your ear
> "What are you going to do with this bad colt? I'm hot and ready for either of your mouths."
> You shiver in pleasure, tingling from hoof to pinion to snoot
> Such a lewd stallion, your mind fills with half-remembered fantasies
> You gaze up into his hungry eyes, and you can't help yourself
> You surge up onto his lap, your wings flapping for balance 
> Anon falls back and you set your forehooves on his shoulders
"Open your mouth, you frisky human."
> Your breathing deepens as he obediently parts his lips
> Bidden by his inviting, stallionish passiveness, you kiss him, your tongue meets his, the taste undescribable 
> It's so different from all the times you and Rarity-
> No homo!
> You feel a hand come to rest on your haunch, squeezing and kneading
> Your hindlegs buckle at the stimulation, your marehood dipping and grazing his firmness
> You moan into his mouth, your body hot and tingling with arousal and pleasure
> Anon bucks at the graze, his grasp on your rear tightening almost painfully
> You pull back from the kiss, panting heavily
> He gives you a lazy grin
> "Not bad at all, birdhorse."
> Your chest swells at the praise, confidence rising
"Tell me, Anon, have you ever tried anal?"
> You're feeling pretty tufty
> Anon yanks lightly at your tail
> "No, but I'm about to."
> You cup his cheek with your hoof
"Not quite yet, gotta get you ready."
> He quirks an eyebrow at you, and you lower yourself carefully
> Your glistening marehood rests at the base of his rod, and you rock your hips back
> His length slides between your lips, getting slathered with your juices
> Anon gasps, gripping your back just under your flight muscles with both hands
> You grin at the colt, backing up until you feel his erection prodding your belly
> With a careful flex of your hips, his cock falls onto his belly
> You crouch low and slide up his length, winking uncontrollably
> Anon hisses slowly, his hips pressing up against yours 
> You love seeing a happy stallion
> You stretch your neck up and nibble on his ear
> "F-fuck!"
> He stuttered! 
> So cute
> You let your warm breath wash over his sensitive ear
"Anon, be a good little colt and poke my ponut."
> All that dirty talk practice is really paying off
> You feel like a real, full grown mare with this panting stallion beneath you
> His hands fall from your back, one resting at the base of your tail, the other?
> He presses down and oh WOW
> Your anus spasms around the head of his dick, your breath catching at the wave of pleasure
"Mmmmyay!"
> You close your eyes, savoring the sensation
> It's so much better than a horn-
"No homo!"
> Anon chuckles
> "Thinking of another mare?"
> You look at his face, and he doesn't seem jealous
> But your tuft is feeling distinctly flat right now, and your face is burning in embarrassment 
"N-no, just, um."
> He boops your snoot, and you smell some of your marecum?
> That must have been on his finger from when...
> You are scrunching super hard right now
> "Was it Twilight?"
> You try to glare at him, but then he shifts his hips, his stallionhood sliding a fraction of an inch up your butt
> You whimper
"N-no."
> Anon licks your cum off his fingers, maintaining eye contact
> "Then who?"
> You are winking so hard right now
"R-rarity."
> "Hot."
> His now clean hand digs into your tuft, combing deep furrows in its fluff
> This colt is too lewd
> You cannot take anymore of this
> You lower yourself on his rock hard stallionhood, shuddering and moaning at the stimulation
> He groans, his back arching as he crushes you against his chest
> Such strength!
> You wrap your forelegs around his neck, your body automatically pumping up and down his throbbing length
> You are filled with a surging ocean of pleasure, cresting and crashing with every motion
> Anon is moaning incoherently in your ear, his thighs slamming against your rump
"I'm going to take your seed Anon!"
> He growls, a new thrill roiling in your gut
> Your mind blanks as your orgasm crescendos, every nerve in your body singing in ecstacy
> Anon shouts wordlessly, his precious semen blasting inside you
> As your pleasure slowly ebbs away, you feel him still twitching inside you, a slick, radiant warmth 
> You gaze upon his face, taking great satisfaction as he slowly recovers his senses
"Looks like I did my duty."
> Anon grins at you
> "That you did."
> You rest contentedly on his chest, your mind slowly recalling what just happened
> He strokes your mane fondly, his strength spent
> Wait
> You frown
"How do you know Rarity? And Twilight?"
> Anon raises an eyebrow
> "I followed you to town one day. Funny how they didn't know I was staying with you until I told them."
> Oh no
"Well, um, there's a good reason for that. They, uh,"
> He gazes at you patiently
> You press your face into his chest to avoid his gaze
"I just wanted you for myself."
> Anon pats you on the withers
> "Don't worry, you got me. I'm not going anywhere."
> You look up at his smiling face, and smile back shyly
"Yay."