Upon seeing the customer’s face change to one of pure frustration, Fluttershy felt a familiar tickle at her crotch. As he began to yell, immediately it grew warm and found its way down her leg, a bit of weight pressing against her pant leg, followed by wetness as it began spilling out by her hoof. Often frightened by the most mundane of things (sometimes causing her to need to change out of whatever she may be wearing), Fluttershy knew this feeling all too well.
😑
Oh god.
Edited
Must actacc
And most importantly huggs for futters