Title:My Little Pervert
Fandoms: Hetalia, My Little Pony; Friendship is Magic
Authors: Kat & Kira
Chars/Pairs: England/Fluttershy
Genres: Dub-con, bestiality, virgin, crack, crossover
Warnings: See pairings and genres
Word Count: 666
Summary: England has a brilliant idea.
England congratulated himself on his latest brilliant idea. It had come to him while watching the latest My Little Pony. If his earlier conversation with France was to be believed, French unicorns are not able to detect if someone is a virgin, unlike their non-French counterparts. He could summon one and take care of that particular little problem without his fellow countries being any the wiser. Blast his odd sexual fetish for magical equines to hell.
He decided the deed would be best performed in the privacy of his living room. He drew a pentagram on the floor, and grabbing his trusty spell book, he set about summoning a French unicorn. He scattered rose petals across the floor, poured wine over himself, and set out an offering of soft cheeses. Once satisfied that his space was prepared, he chanted the proper summoning spell at the top of his lungs.
He had, however, neglected to turn off the television. At that same moment, the ponies gathered round for Twilight Sparkle to use her transportation spell.
Moments later, England was faced with not a French unicorn, but a very flustered Fluttershy. The timid Pegasus fluttered her wings in confusion, not understanding where she was or what had happened to her friends. England decided the cute little yellow Pegasus was better than a French unicorn.
“Shh, it’s alright.” England got on his knees and quietly coaxed his new little friend towards him. “I won’t hurt you.”
Fluttershy blinked. The being in front of her was scary and she wanted out of wherever she was. She closed her eyes, hoping it would go away and leave her alone. Fluttershy’s heart was beating so loud, she never heard it approach and she nearly died of fright when she felt it touching her. Her eyes flew open and she found herself face to face with it.
England smiled. The cute little Pegasus was obviously frightened and he was very turned on by it. Leaning forward, he kissed her on the nose. “You’re such a lil cutie-pie,” he said with a smile.
“Cutie-pie?” Fluttershy whispered. “Oh no, no, I’m Fluttershy.”
“You can talk?”
She nodded.
“I’m England, but you can call me Arthur.”
“Okay…” Fluttershy eyed him nervously as he ran his hands over her body.
England touched the butterflies on her rump. “What’s this?”
“My cutie-mark.”
“Aaah…” England mused. “That explains why you’re so cute.”
Fluttershy blushed. It deepened when he kissed her there. She wondered why he seemed to be fascinated with her rump, but figured he was just a strange creature from an equally strange place. But she had to admit his gentle touch felt very good as he stroked her flanks. She let out the pony equivalent of a moan.
England felt himself growing hard. Fluttershy was adorable and even more virginal than he was. He had the feeling the minute he pushed his thick, hard cock into her tight little pony hole, he would transform into a super stud-muffin, one that even France would look up to as a supreme lover. He wasted no time, grabbing her from behind; humping her with wild abandon.
Fluttershy nearly reared up in surprise. She wondered what the England-Arthur thing was doing with her pony parts at first, but then it began to feel really good! She moaned softly. England moaned too and came hard and fast like the virgin he was, scaring the poor little Pegasus pony, causing her to kick him in the balls.
Stars exploding before his eyes, England grabbed his poor crotch. He sank to the floor in agony. “Mommy…” he yelped in a voice several octaves higher than normal. Painful didn’t begin to describe what it felt like. Wishing he was dead, England was sorry he indulged in his pet fantasy concerning magical equines.
Fluttershy sniffed back her tears, sorry she had hurt him, but he did scare her. Before she could apologize, she felt herself being transported back to Equestria, leaving him alone in his misery.