Alabastards

"ROOM, TENCH HUT!"

"Carry on." Shining wavered a hoof at the break room of the barracks, setting the other guards back at ease.

"Hey Captain, how did you get roped into weekend duty?" One of them asked.

"I already told you. I live here." He said.

"Um, when?"

"Earlier today-" Shining suddenly realized that it was tomorrow already. The evening shift had already retired and it was a whole different crew now. "Never mind." He walked through the room and out of the other side toward the shower room. His mane was plastered to his head. He hadn't slept for nearly twenty four hours. He was looking like five miles of awful.

After he exited the room, the other stallions traded whispers.

"Did you guys smell that?"

"The Cap must'a been rollin in mares last night!"

"Lucky bastard!"

Lucky indeed. Two mares at the same time. Who could argue that is wasn't every stallion's fantasy. The names of a few colt-cuddlers came to his mind as he turned on the shower valve.

"Every straight stallion's fantasy, anyway." He mumbled, putting his head under the water. It took a moment to warm up. The cool shock at first waking him from his half-asleep state. He took a mouthful to wet his whistle. And another to take the edge off his thirst before it warmed. The water did indeed turn warmer, relaxing his tired muscles. He was looking forward to the on-call cot in the back of the residence room for the first time since basic. It wasn't even close to comfortable. But at this point, he would sleep wherever he fell.

He took a single-serving shampoo from the tile shelf, lathering it into his mane. It was not his usual scent. He found it was a bottle of Splitting Maul brand combination shampoo and body wash.

"Great." He complained sarcastically. "Now I get to spend the rest of the day smelling like an overly-optimistic, angst-y colt." He continued scrubbing his mane. Some of the... fun from last night had begun to harden in his hair, making it a damn nightmare to unsnarl. Still though, two mares at the same time. He could only complain so hard. He smiled at the memory. But not at the novelty of two mares. Rather, he found himself fixating on the unicorn, Vinyl Scratch. There was just something about her.

He couldn't place his hoof on it. But the distinct memory of the evening was watching her sitting on his cock, her creamy white thighs straddling his. Their fur, blending together almost seamlessly. His mind wandered to the scene from under the turn table, looking up at her as the black-lights caused her ivory fur to practically glow in radiance. It was like looking into the sun and trying not to squint. Something he'd tried before...

While searching for his sister at the Summer Sun Celebration all those years ago, Shining saw Princess Celestia slowly walk out onto the stage. It was a feat she had done countless times before. But for just once a year, it was truly something special. She smiled gently at her adoring subjects. Her gaze passing over the crowd. Shining watched from several rows back, wide-eyed, seeing the Princess of Equestria for the first time, first-hoof.

He watched as the Princess's horn came aglow, her great wings unfurled. She closed her eyes and took to the air, her long, slender hooves outstretched. As she rose higher into the air, her magic brought the sun with her, pulling it up over the horizon. The brilliant white light pierced the dull haze of the pre-dawn sky. Celestia's form vanished into a silhouette in the sun's glare.

His eyes adjusted. He could see the Princess again. Having completed the spell, Celestia opened her eyes and looked back down at her audience. The rest of the crowd cheered and stomped their hooves. After a few moments, Celestia exited the stage, back to the castle. Shining, for his part, knew in that moment what he wanted to do. He was going to join the royal guard. But for now, all he could think about was how beautiful Celestia was. He couldn't wait for the next chance he would have to see her. As fate would have it, he wouldn't have to wait long.

After studying a menagerie of books for several days, His sister proved to be quite the adept magical filly. His parents had signed her up for Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns. But there was just one problem. She had to pass an entrance exam. The entire Sparkle family walked together to the school. They found, with little difficulty, the room where the test would be conducted.

"Shining dear," his mother said to her colt, "why don't you wait out here in the hallway?"

"Yeah. Alright." He said, sitting on one of the hallway benches. He'd had tests before. There wasn't much exciting about them. He couldn't imagine watching somepony else take a test being any more interesting. His parents escorted his sister inside the classroom while he sat and looked out of the floor-to-ceiling windows that lined the hallway of that building's floor.

He sat there, tapping his hoof on the marble floor in rhythm with the beat in his head. He tried to think of rhyming words for the latest song he was writing for his band. Suddenly, there was a flash in the sky. Concentric prismatic circles were radiating away from Cloudsdale, shimmering in the sky. The front passed overhead, accompanied by a deafening blast, shattering the glass windows. On reflex, Shining brought up a shield, protecting himself from the shards. But that was just the beginning of the problems.

No sooner had the glass been safely deflected did he feel a magical surge run from his horn, down his spine. The bits of glass were levitated up into the air all around him in a purple haze. And then there was a massive rumble. Above him he heard something smash through the roof. A large piece of stone structure fell through the ceiling above him. Stone bricks and wooden beams fell around him, piling on top of the shield bubble he held with all his might.

That was when she appeared. Princess Celestia glided through the empty window frame. Her broad, white wings held her aloft as she fluttered to the floor. The hovering glass moved aside as she moved through the space, clearing a path for her to walk, as though in silent reverence. She took the debris in her yellow aura and cast it aside safely away from him. He watched her go. She looked at him briefly as she passed, lifting him in her magic away from the carnage around him, placing him gently on the floor. She looked at him with those beautiful violet eyes and then walked into the classroom. He sat there a moment, surrounded by broken glass, rubbing his head from the magic strain. And partly from the daze of the majesty he had just witnessed. He shook it off and he scrambled to his hooves, running into the classroom after her.

"Yesyesyesyesyesyes yes yes!" Twilight Sparkle was hopping in circles around Princess Celestia.

"Shining," his father said, "Your sister passed the test! She's going to be enrolled!"

"And she's going to be Celestia's personal protege!" His mother added.

"And I got my Cutie Mark!" Twilight sang as she bounced over to him.

"Wow!" Shining said. "That's amazing!" Twilight blushed. Celestia turned her attention to the colt.

"You're pretty amazing yourself, Shining." Celestia said, walking over to him.

oh my gosh oh my gosh! The princess is talking to me!

"You have quite a talent there with that shield spell. A lesser pony would have been buried!"

"Thank you, Princess." He bowed

"I have use for a fine young stallion such as yourself." She said. "Have you ever considered joining the royal guard?"

I would do everything to you.
"I would do anything for you."

"Splendid! I can show you to our recruiter's office!" She smiled. "And as for you," she tapped Twilight on the shoulder with her hoof, "we'll be watching your career with great interest."

Shining blinked. His head was cold from leaning against the tile wall. His body was cold as the water had long since run exhausted of any heat. He must have nodded off there for a moment. He stirred his feet and yawned.

"Hey he's awake!" Someone yelled nearby. Shining turned off the water and turned around. There were several ponies standing there, staring at him. Several more came rushing in after the shout.

"Oh shit! What time is it!" One of them yelled.

"Twelve thirty four!" Another said. Most of the ponies groaned, disappointed. One jumped up and squealed in apparent delight.

"What the hell is going on?" Shining demanded. One of the ponies handed him a towel.

"You passed out in the shower. We had a betting pool to see when you'd wake up."

"Who's got two hooves and fifty bits?" The winner asked the crowd, still dancing. "This stallion!"

"You all have too much bucking time on your hooves!" Shining snapped, walking past the crowd as he dried himself.
.....

The rest of the afternoon was relatively uneventful. That is, until the evening rolled around.

"Hey Captain, you said you were buying the first round tonight right?" Said one of the two new guys from the previous evening.

"Captain's buying the first round!?" Another piped up. For the second time that day, he was surrounded by a crowd of uncomfortable onlookers.

"Yeah, that was what he said last night! That he would buy the first round of drinks tonight!"

"I meant for just the two of you. Not the entire squadron..." Shining growled through his teeth. It went unnoticed. The chanting had already begun as dayshift cleared out, carrying the captain to the bar.

"First round! First round! First round!"

"Captain, you rock!"

"Wooo Captain!"

Well at least it would be good for morale. Yeah, it would set him back a few bits. He tried counting the head of the crowd below him. Okay, maybe more than just a few bits. But what could it hurt in the long run? If only he knew.

Several hours later

"HEY GUYS! WATCH THIS!" Shining yelled out, extremely intoxicated.

Famous last words.

...beep...

...beep...

...beep...

Shining Armor opened his eyes. He immediately regretted the decision. The sun was glaring brightly at him. But at least he was in bed.

...beep...

...beep...

...beep...

"UGH!" That damn alarm clock. He tried to swing at it blindly. But his hoof refused to move. He squinted into the brightness. His hoof was tangled in the sheet. The beeping got faster as he struggled.

...beep...beep...beep...

"ARG!" He could only manage guttural utterances. He reached out with his magic at the noise. His attempt was answered with an excruciating bolt of pain.

beep! beep! beep!

"AHH!" He cried out.

"Woah woah woah! Easy now!" He heard voice come. It still hurt to try to have his eyes open. He couldn't see who it was. A white blur moved around him. "Try not to struggle, it'll only make the pain worse!"

"Vinyl?" He groaned.

"Do you know where you are?" She asked, moving around the other side of the bed.

"Wha- I, no." He said. As his eyes slowly adjusted, the edges of the world started to come into focus. The bright light was a ceiling light. She was an earth pony with light blues eyes and white fur with a pink mane, done up in a bun under her white paper hat.

"You're in the hospital. My name is Nurse Redheart. I'll be overseeing your recovery. Your friends brought you in here late last night. Do you remember what happened?"

"I- I can't." Shining struggled. A hospital? Well, that would explain the beeping.

"I wouldn't think you'd be able too. Your blood alcohol level was very high. You're lucky to be alive."

"Bah, my liver can take it. I've trained it well." He boasted.

"That's not what I mean." She said. His eyes finally focused. His hoof was in a cast, suspended in a sling.

"My leg!"

"I'm afraid that's not all." She held up a mirror. Shining squinted with one eye to stave off the double vision. Sure enough, he could see the crack running across his horn.

"Oh no."

"Don't worry. It just looks worse than it is." She said putting the mirror away. "Your leg and horn both suffered minor fractures. I've prescribed a healing salve that should save your horn. And bed rest to let your Radius fracture knit."

"Radius?" He asked.

"Your Radius bone." She explained. He still gave her a confused look. "Your shin bone."

"Oh." He sighed. "So what happened?" She reached into the tray at the foot of the hospital bed and pulled out the clipboard.

"Well, since you asked, I actually have the full report right here." She smiled and flipped a couple of pages. She read the report aloud,"Patient: Adult stallion with white fur and a blue mane. Identified as one, Shining Armor; was admitted with a fractured horn and leg. Blood test showed that his blood alcohol level was point three one." She looked up from the paper, speaking to him directly. "I don't care how well 'trained' you think your liver is. Point three one is no joke. Point three five tends to put most ponies into a coma, and point four zero is almost always fatal. You are lucky to be alive." She said in a very serious tone.

"But, how did my horn and leg..."

"I have a statement here from one of your... 'friends'." She smiled insincerely. She looked back a the clipboard, flipping the page. "Shortly after you were sent to triage, this statement was taken from one of the ponies who brought you in."

"Who?"

"The name listed is... Buster Colon." She glanced up as him and raised an eybrow. "I assume that that is an fake name. Ahem, one Buster Colon was recorded as saying thus:" She proceeded to read the statement in flat tone with a completely straight face.

So the captain buys the first round right? But we're all like 'dang he really shelled out a lotta bits for us you know? So me and the guys are all like, we should buy the cap a shot! So I did. And then they all did too. He took 'em like a champ too. We were totally shit-faced. But then he started getting all mushy and shit like a little bitch, crying and stuff! So I called him out on it. And he was all like, 'fuck you I ain't no bitch! I'll jump from the roof into that hay cart.' Yeah, well he jumped, but his aim wasn't so good you know what I mean? So he comes down bad and face-plants into the road. When he didn't get up or nothing we brought him here. He's gonna be alright though, right?

"When we assured Mr... Colon that you would be okay, he and his cohorts made themselves scarce."

"They're not cohorts. They're my friends."

"If you say so. But before the brought you here, they took the time to decorate your back with a black magic marker phallus." She held up the mirror again. He twisted his neck to look. Part of him couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship clearly put forth by a bunch of staggering drunks. His eyes were greeted with the biggest, veiny-est black beast of a horse cock running along the entire length of his back.

"Those fucking cohorts!" He yelled. Nurse Redheart replaced the clipboard to the basket.

"Get some rest. I'll be back shortly to run a couple more tests and begin your treatment." After she left the room. Time seemed to pass very slowly. But with no windows of clocks, he couldn't really yell if it had been five minutes of five hours. In either case, she returned just as she had promised. She pushed a cart with a tray on it. The tray in turn, had two bottles, two buckets, and a cup. She poured some liquid from one of the bottles into the cup, giving it to him.

"What is it?" He asked.

"It's a very effective, all natural diuretic." She said.

"What?"

"It's just water. Drink. I'm sure you must be thirsty." She said. He brought the cup to his lips and drank. Nurse Redheart was ready with the bucket.

BLAAARGHHHH!!!

Shining vomited into the bucket. It was jet black and made his mouth taste like an ash tray.

"What the fu- am I DYING?"

"No Shining. That's just activated charcoal that we gave you to absorb any alcohol left in your system." She refilled his cup. "Rinse and spit." He did so a couple of times. "But please do drink some water. We've given you IV fluids, but you're probably still very dehydrated." Several cups of water later, and he was feeling the diuretic effect of water.

"Um, I need to use the restroom." He said.

"That's good."

"Why?"

"Well for one, it means your kidneys still work, so there's that."

"Yay?"

"And two, I need a urine sample for the lab." She said, handing him the other bucket and pointing toward the bathroom. "Do you think you are able to walk on three legs?"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just need to whoooaaahh!" Shining tried to sit up in bed but suddenly the whole room felt like it was spinning around him as he fell backwards onto the pillow again. He felt like he was going to vomit again, but he suppressed it.

"Dizzy?"

"Mmhmm." He groaned.

"Yes, well, that is a common side effect with horn injuries. Headaches, pain and vertigo." She opened the other bottle. "Just keep your head still. This should help." She squeeze some cream from the bottle into her hoof. "I'm going to apply this healing topical salve for your horn. It will expedite the time to heal, and also relieve some of the side effects."

"Okay." He said. She leaned over him, applying the salve to his horn, gently rubbing and spreading it all over his horn for complete coverage. Shining felt the effects immediately. The room stopped spinning, and his headache dulled. "Ohhh, it's a miracle!"

"No. Micro-suede is a miracle." She said. "This is just practical alchemy." She continued to rub in the salve. However, what she, as an earth pony could not understand, or at least not fully appreciate, was that for a unicorn, the horn is a sensitive, nay, erogenous zone. But she was about to find out first-hoof.

"Ngh." Shining grunted as his rapidly hardening shaft bumped into her soft underbelly through the blanket. They both looked down at the contact. "Uh, sorry about that."

"It's alright." She said calmly. "I sometimes forget that can happen for unicorn stallions. It's a perfectly natural reaction."

"Yeah. I know. My dad told me. When I was thirteen." He said nervously.

"Well, um, your horn should be okay for now. I suppose you can do it yourself in the futur-"

"No!" He blurted out a little faster than he meant to. "I mean, I mean I don't... mind you doing it. For me."

"Okay then." She went to leave with the tray. "Oh, I do still need a urine sample for the lab to check your levels."

"Uh, I don't think I'm going to be able to." He said.

"But you just said you needed to use the restroom a moment ago. If you feel like you still can't stand just yet you can lay on your side on the edge of the bed and use the bucket."

"Well, I mean because of..." He pointed at the tent in the sheet.

"Oh. Um, well do you suppose that it will- go away soon?" She asked.

Shining thought about that. He tried to not think about her giving him another horn job. He tried hard not to think about her white coat. He tried very specifically to not think about her leaning over him again while he dry humped against her soft white fur while she unfurled her royal wings and used her horn to raise the sun while he painted her flowing mane with his creamy-

"I don't think so."

"Oh. Well, if you need to... take care of things, I can leave and wait for you to call me back."

"But my horn and hoof are both broken." He said.

"What about your other hoof?" She asked. Shining rolled his eyes.

"Look, I don't know how it works for mares, but I've been using the same hoof my whole life. I can't just switch now." He said in a serious tone.

"Well then I guess we'll just have to wait until it goes away." She said, walking away with the cart.

"Wait!" He called after her. She stopped.

"Yes?"

"What if- what if it doesn't? Wouldn't that be bad?"

"Well, if it's still... an issue after four hours they-"

"Come on." Shining pleaded with doe eyes. "I'm in pain." Nurse Redheart was about to just ignore him and leave. But she couldn't deny that it was certainly the biggest tent she'd seen in quite some time. Her long hours made it very difficult to have any kind of a personal life. Let alone date one of the few single stallions out there. She glanced out into the hallway. It was early morning quiet still. She was curious to see it at full mast.

"Are you saying that you need me to... help you?"

"Yes. I need your help."

"Well, I am bound by my oath to help a pony in need." She said as she closed and locked the door. "Can you show me where it hurts?" Shining pouted and pointed at his demanding erection under the blanket. "Now, let's see what the trouble is." She put on a pair of latex hoof protectors, and peeled back the blanket, letting his shaft spring free. "Oh my, there seems to be a considerable of... swelling." She grinned, taking his shaft in her hooves. "I'll need to palpate the area." She slowly began to stroke his shaft.

She started slowly, applying a bit of the salve for lubricant. Her latex slid smoothly over his veiny ridges, sensitive head and medial ridge. She changed up her rhythm a little. She started going a little faster, then slowing again. She gave his shaft a good squeeze, applying a constant pressure. A bit of precum began to form at the tip. She was about to spread it with her hoof but she got another idea.

"Hmm." She looked it over intently as she stroked him. "So swollen. It could be the result of a venomous bite." She said. Stroking it faster. "I'll have to... suck the venom out." She said, licking her lips. "Do you want me to kiss the boo boo?"

"Mmh, yes please! Make it all better." He played along. She stuck out her tongue and ran it along his shaft from the base up to the tip, flicking it. Then she opened her mouth and took the head of his penis inside, closing her lips around it and bobbing her head. While her tongue swirled around on him in her mouth, her hooves kept up their frantic pace. Her mouth was heavenly. Wet and soft and very warm in stark contrast to the cold hospital room. He felt himself hitting the back of her mouth, causing her to gag a little. Clearly she was out of practice, but he could hardly hold it against her. She popped him out of her mouth to take a breath, and kept up her hoof job.

Ooh, but it's so cold in here." Shining whined playfully. "If only there was someplace warm I could put this all." He smirked. Redheart wavered for a moment. She already knew that this was getting out of hoof. The hoof job alone. She never intended to put her mouth on him. And now this? But still, after all this, she was starting to get really worked up herself.

"I'll- I'll rub it against it. But that's it!" She compromised. She climbed up onto the hospital bed with him, straddling his waist. She pinned his dick down flat against his belly as she rubbed herself with her hoof, getting it extra wet. Then she squatted down as pressed her hot pussy against the side of his shaft. She grabbed onto the rails of the bed and slid along the length of his shaft, getting it completely wet with her juices. As she rolled her hips forward and back with her motions, Shining bucked his hips a little in opposition to maximize the motion. It sent little shivers of electricity up her spine each time her swollen clit would bounce across his medial ridge. Each time it pushed her a little closer and closer. She reached down with her hoof and rubbed herself as she went. One last bounce across his ridge.

"Ohhhaagh!" She moaned as he felt her soaking his fur with her wetness. He reached up with his good hoof, running it through her mane and pulling her to him. She reveled in her orgasm, kissing him deeply as he pulled her higher up along his torso. A bit too high, and she slid up over the tip of his shaft. He tried to slide her back down onto it but it had lifted up, pushing into her hot, inviting entrance. Before she could react, his head popped inside of her wanting hole.

"Whoa whoa!" She stopped, pulling herself off of him. "Not inside." He frowned. She did too. She wanted it. She really did. But she couldn't risk having foals. And without any latex cond-. "Actually..." She pulled the latex covering from her hoof and stretched it over his shaft. It only covered about a quarter of his shaft, but it would do the job. Better still, leaving his sensitive ridge exposed.

She realigned herself, pushing back down against his tip, letting it slid into her freely this time. She relaxed, breathing heavily while taking more of him into her. She knelt straight up, straddling him as his medial ridge vanished up inside of her as she sat on his lap, bottoming out her hips against his. It took her a moment to adjust to having something that large in her after so long. Once she was used to his girth filling her, she got to really rutting him properly.

Each time she came down, he bucked his hips up into her, slapping their thighs together. The metal frame of the bed squeaked in time with their motion. The wheels, even locked as the were, pivoted and rolled, letting the headboard hit against the wall. Her paper nurse hat fell from her head as she bounded off of one of his more forceful thrusts. It tumbled to the floor as the bun in her mane came loose, spilling her pink hair. She continued to ride him with wild abandon. He hair whipped from side to side.

"Ngh, nggh, UNNGHHH!" She moaned through her grit teeth, stifling a scream. The sheets were already ruined as she added more of her marecum to the mess. Her powerful muscles rippled and gripped along his length, trying to suck him even further inside. Her thighs shuttered and her hips practically vibrated as she recklessly ground herself against his pelvis, desperately trying to prolong her pleasure peak. It was all so much for the crippled stallion. He felt himself teeter over the edge. The monitor beside the bed beeped rapidly along with his pulse.

"Gah, uh, ahhhAAH!" He grunted. She felt his cock flare wider inside her, stretching her further than she even thought was possible. She felt him throb and pulse inside her as he came like a cannon. She stayed still, waiting on his lap for him to finish cumming. He went on for some time. Nearly a minute later, she still felt the odd pulse of his shaft. He began to wither after a short while, letting her slide off of him. She didn't pause to look at the mess. But Shining couldn't help but see that the makeshift condom had slipped free of him, falling from her pussy along with its spilled contents. But much remained inside. She paid the sensation no heed, thinking it indistinguishable from her own wetness. Shining didn't have the nerve to tell her otherwise.

"Now then," she huffed, trying to catch her breath, "where were we?" She re-spun her mane into a tight bun and picked up her paper hat and returned it to her head. She reached down beside the bed and retrieved the bucket. "Do you think you can provide a sample now?" She asked. He nodded, rolling onto his side. His shaft flopped limply onto the mattress at the edge of the bed, dangling off of the side. She took in in her hoof, aiming it into the bucket. "Whenever you are ready." She said.

Shining closed his eyes and relaxed, letting nature take its course. Nurse Redheart felt his shaft twitch slightly as it began to trickle. It quickly went from a yellow trickle to a mighty torrent as he relieved himself into the bucket as she held his dick. She could feel the steamy heat from his stream. Despite the mess under her own tail from her recent rutting, and the eroticism some might attach to the act in such close proximity, she was back to her professional, clinical self. His stream slowed to a trickle once more. As soon as he finished he rolled back to the middle of the bed, on his back. She set his sample on the cart and pulled the blanket back up over him.

"Now this time, actually try to get some rest." She said. She wheeled the cart out of the room. He closed his eyes. Between his condition and his recent exertion, sleep came quickly.