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Friendship Is Hunted	By : newenglandee Category: +M through R > My Little Pony Views: 3210 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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When it came to Fluttershy, her gentle demeanor and tender nature were true credits to her species. Everyone was always amazed at how sweet she was. She was compassionate, wise, understanding, softspoken, down-to-earth. A nice girl. A wonderful specimen of pony.
It was this sort of attitude that was going to have her take the lead in facing the Huntsman. She believed that she could reach him. Essentially talk him down.
Naturally, her friends all thought, as nice as Fluttershy was, this was
PURE INSANITY.
“My dear, he will literally eat you alive!” Rarity had proclaimed.
“This is a JOKE, right?” Pinkie inquired.
“Fluttershy, you’ll get killed!” Rainbow Dash had insisted.
“Honey, I don’t think y’all thinkin’ right.” Appleack had murmured.
“Look, please, think about this, Fluttershy.” Twilight began to say…
Fluttershy silencing them all, holding a hoof up in the air, her voice firm and authoritative. “No.” She insisted. “No means no. I know what I am doing.” She told them all with a calm nod. “You need to trust me, please.”
“It’s just…” Twilight paced back and forth in the castle in the center of Ponyville, soft light floating through the windows to cascade over their nervous forms, the ponies of the town looking amongst each other. “Fluttershy, the Huntsman might suffer from survivor’s guilt, but I honestly don’t think he can just be talked down.”
“I was able to reach Discord, Twilight.” Fluttershy spoke calmly, putting a hoof on her chest and shaking her head back and forth, pink mane flopping about. “I know it might seem a little…crazy. But even though everyone’s got a hard chocolate shell, deep down there’s always a nice, creamy center.”
“Some people are hard inside AND out.” Spike remarked, the little dragon cringing as he rubbed the back of his neck, shaking his crested head back and forth.
“So they’re more nougat on the inside?” Pinkie mused aloud, rubbing her chin as Fluttershy giggled at this, Applejack’s face turning solemn and dark.
“Fluttershy, ponies ain’t chocolates. Y’know what a lot of ‘em are, pardon my language? BASTARDS. Bastard-coated bastards with bastard fillin’.”
Fluttershy smiled slightly, trotting over to Applejack and putting a hoof on Applejack’s chest. “I’m a-touchin’ your creamy center!” She giggled before hooving it out of the room and down the stairway, heading for Ponyville to meet the Huntsman at the diner as everyone peeked outside of the windows. They all watched her make her way down the street, heading for the diner as Twilight nervously bit her lip.
“Twilight, do you really think she’lldo it?” Spike asked of her, eyes slightly wide.
“I…don’t know.” She admitted. “I think she CAN. But…I don’t know if she WILL. It really depends on him…on how good he is deep down. I’m not taking any chances.” She said, turning around and giving everyone a nod. “We’ve got to alert the Princesses immediately. Spike, take a letter.”
Spike whipped out a pad of parchment and a quill, immediately nodding and giving a salute. “YES, your majesty!” He proclaimed.
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…the Huntsman was, oddly enough, quite receptive to the idea of a nice, calm trip out to the nearby forest that Fluttershy frequented so frequently. He enjoyed the soft feel of the wind on his face, and listening to Fluttershy’s lilting voice as he walked alongside her, using his spear/staff as a walking stick, Fluttershy having several animals sitting atop her. Mr. Bluebird on her shoulder, a squirrel on her back, a spider on her nose-
“You’re not…freaked out by spiders?” The Huntsman inquired, looking slightly confused as Fluttershy carefully shook her head.
“Oh deary, no. They’re quite harmless here. Every animal in this forest is just a real sweetheart when you get to know them.” She insisted tenderly, waving a hoof in the air as the Spider hopped off the top of her nostrils and onto a nearby web, a few deers walking along the treeline to their right. Soft sunlight filtered down through the forest canopy like a patchwork quilt as the deers bowed their heads at Fluttershy, who bowed respectfully in return. “Psst! Bow!” She whispered back, the Huntsman doing the same as the deer repeated the bow to him, trotting off down the forest trail.
“How…unusual.” He murmured. “They all hold the greatest of respect for you. Pray tell, how did you manage that?”
“I’ve cared for all of them at some point or another.” Fluttershy admitted, the squirrel atop her back bounding off as Mr. Bluebird chirped in agreement, fluttering around her head as she and the Huntsman continued down the natural forest path. “Brought them soup when they were cold, took them into my home when they had nowhere else to stay, I’ve patched their wounds, sung to them, told them stories about a one-eyed pony captain of the Wonderbolts!”
“Fascinating!” The alien hunter admitted with a nod, Fluttershy leading him to a large, open clearing, a bear setting down a picnic basket and a blanket for them to lay upon, Fluttershy appreciatively smiling at him.
“Thank you, Yogi. You can go, now. I’ll be fine.” She crooned, the bear nodding back as he lumbered off, the Huntsman sitting himself down on the red-and-white picnic blanket, Fluttershy pulling out several jars of peanut butter, honey and jelly before pulling out several rolls of bread and some chocolate-covered peanuts in a large jar. “Do you enjoy PB&J?”
“I’m a purist, I prefer plain peanut butter.” He admitted with a shrug, Fluttershy getting a knife out and spreading some peanut butter on a sliced roll, handing the sandwich to him before pulling out a small bottle of sparkling cider. “Oh my.”
“The finest I’ve got from home. I was saving it for a special occasion, and…well, I think this qualifies, don’t you?” Fluttershy told the Huntsman as she also pulled out a few glasses from the picnic basket. “Say when?” She remarked, pouring him a glass as he chuckled a bit.
“Aren’t you the charmer?” He intoned, electric blue eyes looking over the glass as the contents slid smoothly out from the bottle. “Right there is fine, Fluttershy. You’re quite considerate.”
“I wanted to talk to you.” She admitted as he swallowed the sandwich in a single bite, holding the glass up to his lips and taking careful sips. “I don’t think you’re truly a bad person at all. I know you need to eat sentient beings for the…you said “tantric energy”?”
“Yes, only sentient beings give it off, and my race needs it to sustain ourselves, to fight off entropy.” He sighed wistfully, slightly swishing the sparkling cider around in his cup. “…sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like if I’d never been a Cosmo Sapien.”
“Could you…tell me about your species? I mean, what they were like when they weren’t hunting?” Fluttershy asked as she wrapped her front legs around her others, sitting on her butt, head tilted slightly to the side as the Huntsman sipped more sparkling cider.
“Ah, well…” He blushed a bit, rubbing the back of his neck. “My species was very, VERY into flute music. Wind instruments and drums. Our art was of materials compressed into precious gems and honed into things like…well, like these.” He said, pointing at the necklace he wore, fingering it with his claws. “Our technology also centered around tantric energy…it powered our homes, gave us warmth in the colder months and cold in the warmer months.”
He held up a single digit, focusing intensely as a single particle of pale blue light focused, and he began carving and swirling the claw digit in the air, forming a small picture of Fluttershy herself, which he blew towards her. It stopped in front of her as she held her hooves up to catch it, and she felt the soft hum of the picture as she clasped it tightly. It throbbed in her grip like a little hummingbird, a gentle warmth emanating from it before the Huntsman raised his hand, the energy sweeping back over to his palm, sinking into it.
“Wowwww…” She whispered.
“That was one way we enjoyed ourselves when we weren’t in the thrill of the hunt. The second greatest way we had fun was a game of role-playing.” He admitted. “We called it “Hunters and Humans”.”
“Humans?” Fluttershy murmured, tilting her head slightly to the side in confusion as the Cosmo Sapien chuckled some more.
“Right, you don’t know of them, do you? My species is actually DESCENDED from the species Homo Sapiens. We’re technically in the same family tree. Our origin is that the species known as humans crossed into this dimension and in doing so, became beings of pure energy that swept through the realms, assimilating and becoming entire planets and stars, and then, in time, galaxies!” He remarked, putting a hand on his chest and beaming proudly. “Just imagine. One day PONIES might become beings of pure magic. Maybe one day your ancestor will be a galaxy. It could happen. And one day you might even meet the humans of YOUR dimension.”
“You’ve met with actual humans? Non-celestial ones?” Fluttershy asked, looking interested. “What do they look like?”
The Huntsman rubbed his chin, then snapped his fingers. “I’ve got it. Remember when you were in my belly before, and you could feel the souls of those I’ve taken into me comforting you, calming you? I could show you humans I’ve taken in. It’ll take a bit more effort to get them more physically visible, and it would mean swallowing you once more, but I swear I shan’t hurt you.”
Fluttershy nodded her head. “I know you won’t hurt me.” She told him. “I know you’re a decent person.”
He smiled sweetly at this, lifting her up and kissing her atop the forehead. “I adored how you tasted. It was like a lovely vanilla milkshake…and now I get to enjoy you again.” He informed Fluttershy, mouth opening wide, the black expanse of his maw widening, his breath warm and heavy on her face as he engulfed her head with his mouth. His jaws worked their way over her head as he swallowed, sending it down to his throat in a powerful gulp.
Fluttershy was surprised at how strong his throat muscles were, how easily she was being sent down. With another swallow her head was now going deeper into his throat, her chest now up against his tongue as he slightly licked at it in a circle, tickling her slightly. After some gentle teasing, his light blue tongue gave her a final lick before another gulp sent her chest down to his cavenous throat, his throat muscles beginning to push her body deeper into him, massaging every bit of her form. It was…oddly pleasant, like an unusual therapy, Fluttershy thought to herself, now her private parts reaching his mouth. And, she hated to admit it, she had been…aroused by his presence. She was truly becoming attracted to him, and his gentleness even in this rather dark deed was touching to her.
It was just too tempting for the Huntsman under normal circumstances NOT to do this to his prey, but he didn’t want to violate Fluttershy in any fashion, so he rubbed the space where her head was in his chest region. “Do you mind?” He asked, mouth half full of her.
“No…go ahead, I…I think I’d like it.” She admitted as the Huntsman smiled broadly at this permission, his tongue now happily licking every part of the body he was eating, tasting her delicious clit. Her pussy juices flowed freely as he explored her inner slit, carefully working through it like a snake with his tongue, Fluttershy’s deep, adoring moans indicating she was enjoying it too. She gave off a powerful orgasm, her cry filling his throat as he sighed wistfully, giving another swallow which made the pony’s lower legs into him. Now her head was reaching the stomach, his throat still pushing her inside, her hooves of her back legs the only visible part of her and after a little more licking the alien finally swallowed THEM down. Her chest, her legs, and finally her hooves joined her in his tummy, his soft stomach walls massaging her body as she felt him rub his gut from outside.
“Ohhh. So filling, so sweet…you taste divine, Fluttershy. But I have a promise to keep, so…take a look at Alice. She was the first human friend I ever really had.”
Fluttershy felt one of the soft spectral presences harden more. What had been only just-barely visible was now quite easy to see…a bipedal, hairless…well, “ape”, essentially. Hair atop their head like a “mane” on a pony, two eyes, a nose, a pair of lips, and mammaries on her chest like other mammals had. She smiled, nervously rubbing the back of her neck as a pair of clothes appeared on her, a plain shirt with jeans.
“Sorry, forgot I was naked.” She admitted. “You picked a nice spot to talk.”
“It’s in the WOODS. How…droll.” Blueblood’s voice mumbled as Fluttershy “EEPED” and hopped up slightly in midair, gasping in surprise.
“B-Blueblood?!” She exclaimed, gaping in surprise as Blueblood cringed, now visible alongside Alice. “Your…spirit’s here?”
“Yes, I’m now one with the Huntsman. He knows all of my memories…my hopes, my dreams. I see through his eyes now. I feel every physical sensation he does, just like all the others do. And because he didn’t force me to be trapped to one area, I’m not stuck as just belly fat or…some other loathe place.” He cringed. “I could be on his BEHIND…truly he’s most merciful.”
“I’ll take it.” The Huntsman’s voice intoned from all around Fluttershy as the walls of his belly continued to pump about her, Fluttershy sinking into the soft flesh, enjoying the pleasant rhythmic sensations. “Forced sincerity is better than none at all.”
“The Huntsman visited my home planet as part of a “Macro” hunting party.” Alice admitted with a cringe. “They were awful people that went from planet to planet crushing EVERYTHING and EVERYONE for…well, for FUN, really. And because they were hungry.” She shuddered in horror, wrapping her arms around herself and cringing, body becoming pale. “They towered over everything like skyscrapers, as big as mountains. He found a way to destroy them all and save the survivors of my planet…all children. We grew up having him as a protector for a century and learning what we needed to stay strong.”
“Then why’d he eat you?” Fluttershy asked, confused. “I take it you were one of those children?”
“I…wanted him to eat me.” Alice admitted. “I know it sounds weird. I know it sounds STRANGE. But…the more time I spent with him, the more I found myself…comforted by his embrace. Every year I got older, I’d talk with him, watch drive-in films with him, we’d go fishing, see the sights of my world and…I realized I wanted to be with him. I was…” Alice shuddered erotically, wrapping her arms around herself. “…attracted to the idea of being inside him, as…part of him. It felt so safe, so natural. I know it’s hard to explain but…I felt it was the ultimate expression of trust and love.”
“I can understand.” Fluttershy admitted gently, giving Alice a soft hug as Alice inhaled Fluttershy’s scent.
“Mmm. Your mane smells like strawberries…” She murmured.
“It DOES, doesn’t it?” The Huntsman admitted with clear and obvious pride in his voice. “Would you like to take a nap?” He asked of Fluttershy, who nodded and snuggled up against his stomach walls, murring in delight.
“Yes, I’m…kinda tired. I think I wanna just rest my eyelids.” She murmured out, sleep beginning to set in as the Huntsman smiled, rubbing his bulging belly from the outside, enjoying the pleasant sensation of fullness and the soft, up-and-down sensation of Fluttershy’s body breathing in her sleep.
“Let’s leave the lady be and let her get some rest.” Alicia informed Blueblood and the other spectral souls within the Huntsman’s form, as the area became a dark, large expanse of nothingness, Fluttershy being welcomed into the embrace of the space between spaces…
The Huntsman stiffening as he suddenly felt a shift in the wind. He frowned darkly, turning his head, seeing forms shifting, moving out from the woods, out of the shadows. They stepped into the light, the Changeling army standing tall and proud and-
What was Chrysalis wearing around her neck? It looked like a red jewel in the center of an upside-down triang,e with pony wings fluttering out from the sides, an a unicorn head at the very top. “You like? This…is the Alicorn Amulet. Oh, how I DREEEAAAMED of one day possessing something this powerful.” Chrysalis admitted with a dark grin, sneering like some sick, foul thing that the Heavens had meant to leave under a rock. “Luckily for me that foolish zebra had it in her home! We stumbled on it running away from YOU. I suppose I should thank you…” Chrysalis mused, rubbing her chin as a foul, red miasma filled the air around her and the Huntsman’s eyes narrowed. “…but it would be more fun to kill you.”
The Huntsman ducked just in time, an ENORMOUS blast of burning, harsh red energy striking where he’d been only moments ago, the muscular hunter rolling smoothly across the soft grass of the clearing. Queen Chrysalis cackled like a hyena, head thrown back, laughing uproariously as she fired again and again. The Huntsman took off running, barreling as fast as he could, the Changelings pouring after him as Queen Chrysalis fired again in his direction, the Huntsman ducking to avoid her shot.
“You have as awful aim as you do taste in JEWELRY!” He roared back, his voice carrying through the forest before he found himself quickly approaching the mountainside. Well, this was problematic. He cringed, leaping up in the air, clawed grip holding onto the side of the mountain as he climbed up as fast as he could, the hissing snarls of Changelings hot on his heels. Luckily for him, there was a cave some distance above him, and he was soon crawling inside, diving deep into its dark recesses, hiding behind a large stalagmite.
He took in a deep breath, keeping still, scrunched up so the Changelings passing by couldn’t see him as they glanced about.
“Hmm…no, not in here.” The leader of the small group peeking inside remarked, his comrades nodding as they soared up, past the cave, the Huntsman wiping his brow, thankful the Changelings lacked in brains what they made up in numbers.
He COULD, probably, destroy them. But it was Chrysalis that was the problem. Her…and keeping Fluttershy safe. That…would be tricky…
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PURE INSANITY.