"Wake up, little one, we're home."
Your stirred to the sound of an angelic voice and your eyelids slid open to an explosion of pink and yellow. Fluttershy's room was plastered with yellow flowery wallpaper and rose pink trimming, and multiple posters of cute animals and photos of her and presumably her parents as well.
Fluttershy herself was sitting cross legged on a yellow comforter covered in pink butterflies (and a huge pile of stuffed animals, of course) and was looking down at you sitting in the center of her palm.
You made a big show of yawning and stretching out your limbs to which Fluttershy giggled.
"My, my, what a tired little guy you are, sleeping inside my breasts like that. I hope you had a good nap"
You signaled that yes, you slept quite well, thank you and that you were feeling refreshed and energized.
Fluttershy's face practically glowed with joy upon seeing that.
"I've always wanted a pet of my very own to take care of, but my parents wouldn't let me because my mom is allergic to pet dander, so I had to work at the animal shelter to get my daily fix. With you, however, I don't have to worry because you aren't going to shed everywhere. It's perfect! "
She lowered her other hand and began to softy stroke at your scalp, producing a nice feeling.
You laid on your back and allowed her to rub at your chest and belly.
Mmmm. This feels nice.
Flutter's hand suddenly stopped. "Oh, I just had an idea!"
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