It
was a quiet day.
Celestia's
sun was shining, the birds were chirping, bees were making honey, and
Fluttershy was
feeding
the fishes by the river.
She
wasn't as quiet though. Instead, she felt quite stressed.
Lately,
Pinkie went missing and stopped throwing "parties" for some
reason, and that meant no sex
for
poor Fluttershy. Right now, she desperately needed some. She was
starving for some cock and
she
knew it.
In
spite of this, she was too respectful for the animals to use them