Fluttershy's Fantasy Fun
Part two of the little series that was started by JCFoxman in Fluttershy's Expanding Horizons, we have this little piece that shows her getting used to her new curves, and getting more into showing them off...much to the enticement and embarrassment of others.
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Fluttershy's Fantasy Fun For JCFoxman By Draconicon
Fluttershy collapsed as the many tendrils disappeared, the curvaceous pony gasping for breath as she was finally free. She coughed a couple of times, the absence of something down her throat something new after so many hours being teased, being touched, being...
She blushed, remembering everything that had happened around the witch of the woods, Crevara. How the tendrils had invaded her, how she had screamed and moaned and shuddered for hours under their touch. How she had been...enhanced...by the power of the witch. She could still feel the weight of the changes on her, quite literally, as her breasts hung lower than they ever had in the past.
It took her a moment to pull herself to her feet, her legs still shaking like crazy as she did. Everything felt so sensitive, and she wasn't...wasn't quite used to her new proportions quite yet. After leaning too far forward and almost falling on her face, the pony stutter-stepped backwards and almost landed on her rump. After several attempts of going back and forth, back and forth, she managed to pull herself to her feet, and finally started examining herself.
"O-oh...my..."
Fluttershy's cheeks burned as she reached up to her breasts - boobs, a part of her mind said, before she pushed that away - and squeezed them. They'd always been a little bit big, but she'd never had any trouble with them before. Now, just one breast almost needed both her hands to work with, and she shivered as she tried to imagine a bra that would actually hold this pair. They were utterly immense...
And yet...and yet they felt so good. She ran her hands along them, feeling how big they'd become, how rounded and, and perfect. They pushed outwards, and she felt like, if she ran her hands down her sides, she'd feel them giving her an upper hourglass shape. The fact that they were that big...not even Applejack and Rarity together were that big...
She blushed worse as she realized that her thighs were getting wetter and wetter the more she thought about it, bringing her hands further down. Her belly had been changed, too. She'd never been fat, but there was a little bit of difference there, something...rounder. Not in a bad way, either...she could just imagine how some of the stallions would look at her now...
No, no...that's...that's naughty...
But her hands wouldn't stop, running down further still, stroking over her hips. They flared wider than ever, and she knew there was no chance that she could avoid swaying as she walked now. They were too wide, too big to get around that, swelling outwards before coming in again at her thighs, making the bottom half of the hourglass shape.
And speaking of bottom...
She swore that her cheeks were going to burn from her blush as she reached around behind her. The first touch to her plush rump told her how much bigger it was. There wouldn't be a dress in all of Equestria that would fit her without making it pop, without making her butt look big. It was so soft, though, so lovely and round under her fingers. Prior to this, it hadn't been flat, per se, but it had been more normal.
Now...
Now she felt almost like a breeding mare, from how much it would attract the stallions, or...or anyone, really. No one could ignore a rump like this.
I...I should get home...
She looked out the window of the witch's hut, and shook her head. It was too dark to make her way back at this point; the moon had gone behind the clouds. And...and she didn't really want to leave without saying goodbye to the witch, either. She had done...well, Fluttershy wasn't sure what or how it had been done, but it was...nice.
A bed lay in the corner of the hut. It wasn't much, and it probably belonged to the witch, but Fluttershy hobbled over to it anyway. She needed some sleep, and she would pay the witch back in the morning. She just...needed some...
She flopped on the bed, asleep before she hit the covers.
Crevara wasn't away from the hut for long, but the purple witch returned to find her new companion completely exhausted. The witch chuckled as she walked through the door, setting down the satchel of herbs that she had been collecting and walking over to the bed.
As she crouched by it, she gently stroked the pony's head, pulling some of her purple hair back into her mane. She looked utterly disheveled, exhausted, sweaty, tired...and all the sexier for it.
It's been so long since someone actually came here of their own free will, the witch thought as she stroked her hand down the yellow pony's back. Longer still since they enjoyed this as much as this one has.
Living in the woods was something of a chore, certainly, and it definitely didn't provide much in the way of company. But what was a witch to do? It wasn't like she had the power of the Alicorns, to actually change reality to suit her whims. She had strength, and she had magic, but it wasn't enough to keep people from hunting her. Something like that other witch, Zecora; there was only so much that their magic could do.
But what it did do, it did very well. The proof was before her, and it was squishy, she observed with a small chuckle, her fingers pinching Fluttershy's plump derriere. The witch had grown it beyond what was quite needed, true, but it looked better that way. And Fluttershy had seemed to enjoy it.
Seemed to.
Crevara's smile faded slightly as she thought about it. The young pony was still rather...shy. It had been one of the more fun things about dealing with her, of seeing someone so shy embrace what was happening to her so eagerly, but perhaps she had guessed wrong. Had Fluttershy been afraid of it? Had her new companion gone with it out of fear rather than arousal, and just acted through it?
Too many doubts, too many worries for her to proceed. She had to be sure.
The witch leaned forward, laying one hand on the back of Fluttershy's head, and closed her eyes. Her magic gathered in the palm of her hand, and she let her mind flow along into the younger female's mind.
It didn't take long to find the surface dreams, things that she ignored in favor of recent memories. Crevara rode through Fluttershy's thoughts like a leaf on the wind, letting it take her along without ever actually touching the pieces that she didn't need to. A witch she might be, but she wouldn't be one that violated another's inner thoughts.
Soon enough, she found what she was looking for, and she smiled. No fear, there. Nerves, yes, but not fear. Eagerness, curiosity, and so much arousal at the changes that had happened to her. Even without the smell in the hut to tell her the truth of the matter, Crevara could see in Fluttershy's memories what she had done when the spell had expired, when she had been released to do her own thing. Touching, groping, exploring; all of it had enhanced the pony's exhilaration of what had happened to her.
Yet...
She frowned, feeling another piece of information, something that she hadn't guessed at. It gave off more of that feeling of arousal, almost like the memories of Fluttershy's experience, only stronger. Crevara pressed at it, curiously, and was quickly drawn in.
The mer-pony gave all of herself to the witch, all for the chance to be with her love. The tendrils of the witch reached out, and took her offering, her voice, and in return gave her the body with which to woo the one she wanted...
"That old story?"
Crevara muttered to herself, shaking her head as she pulled back from her guest's thoughts and dreams. She hadn't thought of that old thing in years, let alone heard it. The old story of the mer-pony and her love had been around for ages, told to children as a warning against trying to obtain something that was out of your reach, and as a cautionary tale against dealing with witches.
Yet, in Fluttershy's mind...
Smiling to herself, Crevara stepped away, grabbing a few things from her boxes of supplies before heading back into the woods.
"I can do something with this..."
One hour later...
Fluttershy yawned as she rolled over, her eyes fluttering open as she woke up again. She couldn't quite tell why; there'd been no loud noises, nothing to startle her out of her sleep, nor did she have the bad feelings she sometimes got when the animals around her were in trouble. Perhaps it was just a chance thing.
She started to roll over again, heading back to sleep, when she saw something. Something white, that tugged at the back of her mind.
"Fluttershy..."
That was the witch's voice, but as she opened her eyes all the way, it wasn't Crevara that she saw. At least, not...not in the way that she remembered.
Blushing at the white hair that the witch now sported, as well as the red lips that were always mentioned in the story, Fluttershy pulled herself out of bed. She couldn't help but stare at her host, the witch's body barely covered in a black cloak that left nothing to the imagination, some of it sweeping in to cover purple breasts before sweeping out again, and it seemed only shadows covered the naughtier things further down.
"What -"
"Ah-ah."
A tendril leaped off of the floor, suddenly covering her mouth. The yellow pony's cheeks burned, particularly as the impact was enough to make her take a step back, her breasts bouncing as she did.
The witch - looking so much like the great sea-witch of the old story - smiled as she took a step forward, keeping the distance between them the same. Fluttershy's blush got worse as the witch raised a hand, an ethereal, glowing, green hand forming in mid-air.
"Come, girl, you know what happens in return for a wish. Now, sing."
"S-sing? Why would -"
"Oh, it's not asking for much, really, a trifle. A voice for a body...now...sing..."
She swore that Crevara was almost making her eyes spin as she said those words, but Fluttershy couldn't help herself. It was so...so....
Perfect.
She didn't know how the witch knew of her fantasies, of this secret that she'd held for so long about the story. It didn't matter. What mattered was that she would finally have the chance to indulge in it, and she could...could...
"Aaaaah...."
She started vocalizing, letting out a soft, lilting tune as she rose up through the notes. She half-expected her new bust to make it harder to get the air to sing, but it was surprisingly easy. The sound echoed in the small hut, spreading around and filling the air with her soft voice.
"Keep singing!"
The witch's command was easy to obey, even as the ghostly hand approached her. Fluttershy opened her mouth wider, the notes coming to her as easily as they ever had, singing a bit louder, then a bit louder still.
Her thoughts came a mile a minute as the hand reached for her, scarcely a few feet away from her face. How could this be real? How did Crevara know that she wanted this? Would she really lose her voice to this? Or would it be -
It didn't matter. As the ghostly hand slipped past her lips, she arched her back, a gush of juices running down her legs. She felt the wet heat running down her legs, pooling under her hooves as she almost climaxed from that touch alone. She felt something - thin, barely tangible, but so very there - running down her throat, and she arched her head backwards, almost rolling her head around on her neck as it reached further and further.
Her song felt like it was echoing more than actually being sung now, and she gulped as she felt the tendril in her throat suddenly pull. Fluttershy's eyes rolled back in her head, feeling it sliding out, and she almost fainted from the strange feeling.
As the hand came free, however, holding a glowing orb between its fingers, Fluttershy stared at it, holding her hands around her throat. She didn't try to speak; she didn't dare, just in case the spell was real. But even if it was fake - or even if it was real - her body shivered in heated need. Her legs felt so slick and wet as she ground them together, staring at the hand as it pulled back towards the witch.
Crevara started laughing, and Fluttershy gasped silently as she was pulled into the air, tendrils pulling her from the ceiling upwards, as others pushed at her from beneath. A glowing green bubble formed around her, almost like earlier that night, as the tentacles reached down and groped her, grabbed her, rubbing at her bigger rump - butt - and breasts - boobs - with abandon. She arched her back again and again, thrashing around within it as the witch's cackles filled the air.
Her breasts felt like they were being pushed and squeezed, lifted up and left to drop back down against her chest again and again. Lift, fall, slap, the weight of them reminding her how big they were every single time. She looked at them, seeing the tentacles squeezing, mashing at them, making them flatten before bouncing up once more, and she shivered.
It was just as bad - good - behind her, the tendrils nudging, lifting at her rump before letting it bounce and jiggle on its own. She felt a shudder go through her, a tingle down her spine towards her sex, every time it happened. Fluttershy turned and moaned, not quite fighting, but struggling in the bubble.
Through it, she could barely see Crevara, watching her. The witch teased herself to the sight, groping one breast, while her other hand manipulated the magic. The cloak and outfit that the purple witch wore was no barrier; she seemed able to play with herself regardless.
"A good body is only enhanced by a good outfit, Fluttershy. Perhaps I should outfit you like me..."
The idea of wearing such revealing clothing would have been anathema to the poor pony only a day or two ago. Now, however...
Fluttershy arched her back in sudden bliss, her legs forcibly spread by several of the tentacles. Her juices ran free from her slit, dripping over her other hole and falling to the ground in a small waterfall of pleasure. She mouthed the words 'yes, yes' over and over again, her hips thrusting of their own accord. No tendril touched them, no tentacle groped them; they were all over her breasts and her rump, but that was enough. Shock after shock of touchless orgasm left her dribbling all over from between her legs.
As the witch's laugh descended on her again, the glowing sphere condensed around her. It roiled and bounced along the outside like a bubble, a bubble getting ready to pop. Yet, it still contracted around her, some part of it squeezing her from all sides. A flash of light went off, and she gasped at the shock as her breasts were suddenly squeezed, restrained by a black top, barely more than two squares of cloth over her enormous breasts wrapped around by a string.
Another flash of light, another shock, and another small, black cloth covered her sex, instantly getting soaked with her juices as she arched her back to the pleasurable sensation, her breasts almost flopping out of her new top.
Shock after shock hit her as the bubble condensed, the magic forming around her in clothes that perfectly mimicked the witch's revealing outfit, little more than cloth shapes over their naughtiest bits, and nothing to hide the curves that they had. Fluttershy continued to flail around, gasping and moaning in silence as her body was molded to the witch's preferences, as she gave in to her deepest fantasy.
The tendrils teased her constantly, nudging at her rump, at her breasts, always making her so very aware of her curves and her body as they touched her. It was insanity, it was hot, it was...
Fluttershy opened her mouth, and she honestly wasn't sure if she screamed or not as she went over the edge again.
Eventually, she was delicately dropped to the ground again, and landed on shaky hooves. Shivering and wobbling from side to side, Fluttershy almost fell down before she managed to get her balance again. She coughed, swallowed, and cleared her throat.
"I..."
She sighed. She could speak. She wasn't sure if she was disappointed or relieved.
It took her almost a minute to calm down enough to look at herself, and she surprised herself by grinning wider than she had in weeks.
The outfit was scandalous, there was no getting around that. Anyone walking down the streets of Ponyville in this thing would have been stared at, and possibly chased out of town for the way that they flaunted themselves. Yet, on her...on her, she liked how it looked. She liked the way that it showed off her rump, how it squeezed her breasts and lifted them up more, making it impossible to miss them.
"Fluttershy."
She turned, seeing the witch behind her. Crevara smiled, leaning in, and before Fluttershy could stop it, she was being kissed.
It was...warmer than she expected. Deeper, too, as a tongue slipped between her lips and tasted her. Fluttershy quickly warmed up to it, though, and kissed back, her hands running up the witch's sides, yellow hands soon touching purple breasts -
"Ah-ah."
Tendrils pulled her arms back, leaving her at Crevara's mercy as the kiss continued, deepened further. She could do nothing but stand there, panting, as the purple witch plundered her mouth with her tongue.
She wasn't sure how long it lasted, but when Crevara let her go, Fluttershy almost collapsed, and would have were it not for the tendrils holding her up. The witch stroked her cheek gently, and then kissed her forehead.
"You should probably get home. You've been out all night, and you could use some sleep."
"I...I..."
"Don't worry. You'll start thinking straight again soon. And I'll see you again before long."
Fluttershy slowly nodded, though she wasn't very aware of things as she walked home. The forest passed her by in a blur, and she barely had the thought to talk to Angel, her rabbit, as she got home. She patted him on the head, gave him a carrot, and made her way to bed.
The pony just managed to get undressed, falling nude into bed before she was asleep again.
"Weird that Angel came to get me, but I suppose he knows who fixes everything."
Twilight smiled as she walked up the little rock path that led to Fluttershy's house, adjusting a few little buttons on her shirt. It was a little tighter than she remembered, and she supposed that it might be getting close to time to get fitted for something new.
Or go on a diet, I guess, she thought as she looked over her shoulder, seeing the way her rump was already starting to press against the back of her pants. It wasn't a big bump back there yet, but if she kept up with all the cupcakes and sweets...well, better not risk it if she didn't want to get as big-bottomed as some of her friends.
She knocked on the door, expecting the usual immediate response. When she didn't get it, Twilight gave another one, a bit harder and louder than the first.
Still no answer.
"Uh, Fluttershy? Fluttershy, are you home?"
"Hnnn?"
The soft groan from inside was definitely her friend, but Twilight couldn't think of any time that Fluttershy slept past dawn; she was almost as dedicated as Applejack for getting to work early and making sure that things got done. At least, when it came to the animals. Maybe she really was a bit out of -
"Oh dear, I overslept! Oh dear...oh dear, oh dear..."
"Fluttershy? Can you let me in?"
"Twilight? Oh...Oh, I'll be right there!"
Rapid hoofbeats from in the house at least proved that Fluttershy was still moving around, still capable. Twilight crossed her arms under her breasts, tapping her hoof as she waited. It was probably nothing, but she was already bracing herself to -
"SWEET CELESTIA!"
Her eyes felt like they were going to pop out of her head as she saw the state Fluttershy was in. Nearly naked, the yellow pony was dressed in nothing more than underwear, and underwear that looked like it was about to pop off of her. She had never seen Fluttershy naked before - she doubted that anyone aside from a dressmaker had - but she knew that her friend hadn't been that...endowed...before.
"What happened to you? Did you try some new magic? Was this a curse? This -"
"I-it's alright, Twilight. Please, come in..."
She did, realizing that she was probably embarrassing the poor filly more than was required. As soon as the door shut, however, she went right back to questioning, pointing at Fluttershy's large breasts.
"That isn't normal. Seriously, what happened? Did someone curse you? You can tell me."
"Oh, it's fine, Twilight. I just, um, started growing some new herbs and plants in the garden. It's completely natural, I promise."
No way is that natural, Twilight thought as she stared at those big, bouncing breasts. She'd seen Trixie try and 'improve' herself once, showing off, but even the blue troublemaker hadn't gone this far. They were...
They were...
Twilight shook her head, dismissing that thought. They weren't something that she wanted to play with, that was for sure. Something was fishy here.
"Well...Will you let me look at you, at least? For curse marks, or something that you might have missed?"
"Oh of course!"
Twilight blinked. Twice. Even as Fluttershy turned around, unbuttoning her bra - and showing that her panties had almost entirely disappeared between those very, very large rump cheeks - the purple unicorn tried to make this make sense in her head.
Fluttershy was, bluntly, shy. She was terrified of putting herself out there to people, and getting her to talk to someone that she didn't know was like trying to make a stone swim. It could be done - with magic and effort - but it was incredibly difficult. Stripping down to show off shouldn't be something she'd do at the drop of a hat...
More convinced than ever that something was going on, Twilight waited for her friend to completely strip down. It took longer than it should have; with the way that her panties had gotten trapped, it took three minutes for Fluttershy to wiggle them down and off of her hips, and the bra itself seemed to have been glued to her breasts for how hard it was to pull off.
Through the process, Twilight couldn't help but get better and better views of her friend's voluptuous body. It was like some mischievous unicorn had descended and decided to grow everything that was indecent and sexual about her friend, and take it to a level that no one could ignore. From the ripple of Fluttershy's rump whenever she walked to the bounce and jiggle of her breasts, she had been turned into something of a sex idol.
Twilight tried to keep her thoughts disapproving, but idle bits of curiosity kept intruding. What would it be like to have something like that? Would it hurt? How would it feel to have her breasts in her hands....
"Mmmm..."
The soft moan was enough to bring Twilight back to the moment, making her realize that she was groping and squeezing Fluttershy's breasts rather than actually examining them. The purple unicorn's cheeks burned, and she dropped them like hot coals.
"Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry, Fluttershy. I didn't mean to -"
"Don't worry, Twilight. You were just examining them. I understand."
"You...do?"
"Of course."
She started to nod, only to stop as Fluttershy sat down. That in itself was fine; it was the fact that her friend leaned to the side, her breasts squishing against the arm-rest of the couch, and her rump coming up in the air that rendered her speechless. Twilight blushed as Fluttershy reached back and squeezed it, seeing the way that her fingers left little dimples in the big yellow cheeks, making it depress and then come back up again as she pulled her hands away.
"Go on...I want...I want you to...examine me..."
Is...is she flirting? Twilight thought as she slowly knelt down, feeling that flesh in her hands. It was so warm, so soft, so very...very...
She didn't know why she was doing it, feeling and squeezing and groping, but the examination aspect of this was long gone. A small part of her worried about whether she was actually doing something to help Fluttershy, or if she was succumbing to magic as well, but she couldn't stop herself. She had to see if this was real.
And every bit of Fluttershy seemed to be. From that bouncy, hands-filling rump to her soft, slightly jiggly belly to her bountiful breasts, Fluttershy's body was completely real. Not natural, even now she could tell that, but so very...very...
"Twilight..."
She looked up, and saw the blushes on Fluttershy's cheeks. Her friend...her friend was enjoying this as much as she was...
Twilight wasn't sure how, but something changed, then, and it changed even more as she leaned in, kissing her friend.
The kiss repeated itself, one after another as the two ponies held each other. Fluttershy swallowed Twilight's tongue, and then made her friend return the favor, the two of them tasting each other again and again.
It didn't take long for the unicorn to lose control of herself, leaning back against the couch. Fluttershy followed her over, starting to unbutton her friend's shirt. There was some small resistance, a blushing whimper, but nothing serious. Nothing heart-felt.
Twilight, why do you hide all this behind such bland clothes? She'd known her friend had been growing, lately, but Fluttershy hadn't expected to find such a lovely hourglass shape beneath the gray shirt and bland khakis that Twilight wore. Breasts that were large - though not as endowed as hers - spilled free over a slightly pudgy belly, and as she shucked those pants off, she found a lovely pair of legs, and a rump that deserved attention.
She leaned forward, trailing a line of kisses up from that purple, soft belly. Her lips rained down on her friend, driving soft moans from the purple unicorn as she worked herself further and further up. A kiss to each upturned nipple, pulling gasps of need from Twilight's lips, followed by a couple of licks around the mounds, making them shake back and forth.
"F-Fluttershy..."
The sound of someone else shaking in their speech was new to her, but she liked it. She kept it up, gradually moving up, and up. Their breasts squished together, grinding against each other as she kissed Twilight's neck, and then her cheeks.
Finally, their lips met again, and she held the kiss. Her arms moved as if by reflex, grabbing Twilight's legs and pull them up. She slipped down, her sex gushing as it touched against her friend, and she felt a similar moisture waiting for her.
The kiss broke as Twilight let out a gasping moan, and Fluttershy wasn't much better, biting her lips as they started to grind together, breasts on breasts, and...sex on sex. She shivered at the wetness together, so different from what it was with Crevara and the tendrils, yet so very good. Grinding, sliding against each other, she could feel every detail, every softness, every curve of the other body pressed against hers.
She dragged her hands down along Twilight's body, feeling the curves that were so good, yet not quite so exaggerated as hers. She blushed as she realized that Twilight had been hiding this for so long, just like she had.
She needs...she needs a lesson like mine...to love her body.
She imagined taking Twilight to meet Crevara, and the thought of the purple unicorn suspended, teased by those tendrils the way she had been, nearly took her over the edge.
A sudden push from below knocked her back, sending her over to the other side of the couch. Fluttershy yelped as she came down, wondering if she'd somehow pushed Twilight too far, but as she looked at her friend...
The glint in her eyes revealed a hunger for this that Fluttershy had never expected. She blushed, particularly as the unicorn straddled her, feeling the warmth pouring out from between Twilight's legs.
"I want this..."
"So do I, Twilight..."
Soft hands rubbed along her sides, coming up to cup her breasts. Thin fingers teased them, running along her curves, lifting her breasts, pushing them together, and then letting them settle again. With her sensitivity high as well as her size, Fluttershy could only moan as they were teased, played with.
"You're so...beautiful, Fluttershy..."
She blushed, but Twilight kept whispering to her, compliment after compliment. Calling her a goddess for her curves, whispering so many wonderful things to her as her hands wandered. Those purple fingers were so talented, finding just the right spots to rub wherever they went, tweaking and squeezing and groping...
Fluttershy couldn't help but return the favor, her hands grabbing for Twilight's purple rump, squeezing it as the unicorn explored her...
2 hours later...
Fluttershy panted as she and Twilight laid together in her bed, their fingers buried in each other's slits. In and out they went, two fingers, three, then two again, alternating, experimenting as they teased each other.
As Twilight's purple magic glowed around her chest, rolling her breasts around and teasing her further, Fluttershy had only two thoughts. The first was that she wished she had her own magic, to please Twilight in return, rather than getting so much for herself.
The second...the second was a definite decision to take Twilight to Crevara. There was no way that she could let her friend miss out on that.
The End