“I Found Them! Two of Them!” yelled a unicorn anthro. Several other rescue members ran over to him. “Get a medivac chopper, one has a shattered leg and is critical.”

It was pitch black out. Several rescue vehicles came and lit of the area as the workers started digging. The two were deep under the snow. It was a little after ten at night when the got to them. The female anthro was awakened by them, but the boy was asleep.

“Quick, get to the choppa,” one yelled.

The girl held on to the boy as the workers came into their shelter.

“Careful, he has a shattered leg,” she exclaimed as they tried to secure him. “I did the best could, he told me how to splint it.”

“That was a good thing. Now miss, please let him go, we need to secure him and get him to the helicopter to take him to the hospital.”

“NO!” she started crying, “I’m not letting him go.”

Seeing the girl in this state, he yielded, “Well then, Can you please help us get him out.”

The girl obliged. Carefully the brought him out and walked over and into the helicopter to the hospital, all the while the girl holding his hand.

The man who had helped get him out, after watching the helicopter fly away, walked backed to the cave. He looked around at the stuff in the hole, and smiled.

“On my Honor as a Phoenix Scout,” he started.

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Thoughts raced through my mind. Missing Scootaloo as the avalanche got her as I was still in the air, then falling into it myself. Not making it to the jump as the avalanche got us. Myself dying in her arms in the hole. The thoughts raced in and out of every scenario, yelling out in pain of losing her.

“SCOOOOTSSSS!!!” I wake up panting, my heart racing.

Beep, beep, beep beep beep beep.

A fast ‘beeping’ noise broke me out my delusions. I look around: the curtains, the machinery, the bed, doors, flowers; I’m in a hospital! I’m alive!. I try to pick up my hands, but found one of them immovable. I look down and see my dear sweet Scootaloo asleep, unawakened by my scream.

I look down to her. She is beautiful when she is sleeping. She is like an angel; she has the wings; the only thing missing was the golden halo. She is not just any angel, she is my little angel.

“Scooootaaaaloooo,” I said softly as a shook her hand, “Scooootaaaaloooo. ScoooOOOootsss. Waaaaake UuuUUp.” Finally she stirred. She looked up. I looked right into her eyes as she woke up and processed what happened. She then jumped me, wrapping her arms around me, crying.

How many times have I made this girl cry, I quickly thought, but dismissed it.

“I missed you. I thought you were gone,” she said. “This isn’t a dream is it?”

“I don’t think so,” I replied, “I am still in some pain.”

“Awww!” She smacked me! “What was that for?”

“I asked if I was dreaming,” she shot.

“Well, maybe we are both having the same dream, I think Luna can do that,” I shot back.

“Awwww!” She smacked me again! “What was that for?”

“That is for risking your life to save me.”

“I’d thought you’d appreciate me saving you,” I joked.

“Awwww!” She smacked me again for the third time!

“I do, and that was for almost dying on me.”

“Okay, okay, okay, I’m sorry. Are you okay?”

“Of course I am not okay; my coltfriend risked his life, and almost died to save me.” Coltfriend? COLTFRIEND!?!

“So you’re okay then, right?”

“You’re alive now, so yes I’m ok.” Just then the door opened, and a pink nurse with lemon hair walked in.

“Good afternoon,” her voice was calming, “It is good to see you awake. My name is CalmHeart.” Figures. “How are you feeling?”

“Like a fell 300ft, and my leg exploded on landing. But other than that good,” I said with a smile.

“Well that’s good. And you miss?”

“Better, now that he’s awake,” she said squeezing my hand.

“Um, how long have I been asleep?” I inquired.

“About six days.”

“Where are my parents?”

“They went back to work yesterday, but this young lady has been by your side nonstop.”

“Almost,” Scoots butted in, “They wouldn’t let me in the operating room. And I had to get treated for mild frostbite and dehydration.”

I look to her smiling. My eyes full of gratitude as we look at each other.

“There is a visitor here to see you.” The nurse let in a man. He stood tall, wearing a red and yellow uniform, and carried a peaked hat with a Phoenix on it. He wore gold and blue shoulder loops. I immediately recognized him as being from the National Headquarters, and, as best I could sitting up, snapped to attention saluting and firmly said “Sir.”

“At ease.” And I loosened up, dropping the salute. He started, “You wouldn’t happened to be the young man who raced an avalanche down a mountain, flew though the air, landing and disregarded a shattered leg, saved this girl, and then proceeded to survive ten hours [nine and a half] trapped under ten feet of snow, while teaching this young lady to fix a snow cave and take care of and splint a shattered leg, while being prepared-bringing unneeded but crucial supplies, and keeping this girl calm and warm until help arrived? Would you?”

Surprised at the accusation, I finally spoke, “Ahh, yes.” Making it sound almost like a question.

“Well I, the Head of National Advancement of the Phoenix Scouts, and the one to pull your sorry ass out of that hole, in agreement with the other Heads of the Phoenix Scouts, hereby award you the full title of Golden Phoenix, as well as award you the Honor Medal with Crossed Palms.”

He was very official, and I was left is a state of AWE. I barely made out, “Yes Sir, Thank you sir.” He the pinned both medals on my hospital dress, stepped back and saluted me. Dropping the salute, “Have a good day, sir. All Phoenix Scouts should look up to a brave man like you.” And the left.

I was in shock. Nurse CalmHeart, Scoots, and I were silent for several moments after he had left, still in awe of what had just occurred.

It was Nurse CalmHeart who broke the silence. “Excuse me miss. I would like to change the sheets. Could you please wait outside until I am done?” Scoots nodded and left.
It was odd having Nurse CalmHeart change the sheets: me, wearing minimal cloths, her and her big breasts, which I could look at when she bent over doing the bed. Of course it had hurt my leg as she was changing the sheets.

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Eventually Scoots had to go back to school. I was left alone to my own thoughts. I’d normally think of her, day dreamed of what could do together, until I was interrupted by the nurses doing their rounds. In the afternoon, Scoots would always come by and visit. She would bring my homework, get well cards, etc. We would talk, hug, or get into a makeout session.

After three weeks of lying in bed, the doctor said my leg was healed enough to walk on; and to start healing the muscle, after doing nothing for three weeks. The toughest part of the first time was lifting them up to get them over the edge of the bed. Then it was standing and shifting my weight, usually holding onto the bed. After doing that threes times a day for about a week, I could walk start walking, slowly and added.

Two days after my first walk *coughsnufflecough*, Scoots brought Sweetie and Applebloom with her. At first I thought it was just a
normal visit until Applebloom started closing the blinds and locking the door, and I could tell Sweetie was trying to use magic for a spell.

“Hey Scoots, what’s going on?” I stared at her puzzled.

“Oh nothing,” showing a devilish grin.

“Ok, its done,” Sweetie said. Then the girls started striping. I was scared, but yet excited.

Applebloom and Sweetie started kissing and feeling each other. Scoots got onto the bed and straddled me. Bringing her face to mine, I could see the lust in her face.
“Scootaloo, what’s going on?” still having some fear.

“I want to go all the way this time," she said seductively, and leaned in for a kiss, which I happily gave her. Our tongues intertwined and danced.

Then a hand grabbed my manhood and started to caress it. But the hand wasn’t Scoots, I could feel the weight of her hands on the bed by my head. Then I realized it was Sweetie and Applebloom. Once I was fully up, something wet, a tongue went up and down the shaft.

Something, no somepony, must have felt Scoots; I could feel her moaning through the kiss. The other two girls switched tasting my meat every so often. It was harder than diamonds now. I could feel a bit precum come up, but it was quickly licked away.

My body tried to get into it, trying to harden and move with the pleasureful tongues. Feeling this Scoots finally broke the kiss and sat on my stomach.

“Not, uhhnn,” she said walking her fingers up the middle of my chest, “I got you right where I want you.” Booping my nose.

When she was satisfied, Sweetie stopped licking my meat. Applebloom took Sweetie, tasting each other. Scoots leaned over to me again for a kiss.

“Hey Scoots,” breaking the kiss for a second.

“Yes?”

“Are we safe?”

“Doing this safe? No, I want you to cum inside me,” she said seductively with her devilish smile.

“No, I mean, from anypony hearing or walking in?” By this time, the two girls were back to kissing each other, but while fondling my manhood.

“Yeah, Sweetie cast a sound-proof spell, and nopony is going to bother us.”

She started grinding her hips on my shaft. Now, more reassured, I took in the pleasure it gave me more. She laid on me while the other two girls rubbed my dick up and down Scoots’ wet pussy. Scoots’ big breasts were right in front of me. I took and sucked it; Scoots gasped at the new pleasure I was giving here. To my pleasant surprise, her warm milk filled my mouth. The warm milk tasted sweet, like none of the cold milks from the store.

“That’s right, drink up. You need momma’s milk to make that leg heal and become strong again.”

Holy Celestia, She’s making me sound like I’m her baby!!!

I stopped suckling, having my fill.

“Now, are you ready for the main course?”

She lifted herself over my manhood, the two girls holding it steady.

“Wait, what about my leg?” I pleaded.

“Applebloom?” Sweetie squeaked.

Applebloom walked over to bag they had brought in and pulled out a medicine needle.

“This should fix it,” she said in her peppy southern accent as she drove the needle into my bad leg.

At first I did not feel anything. Then, it was as if all the pain in the world went away. I started to smell something, something like the scent of sweet arousal from three mares. My senses were heightened; sight, smell, touch, taste and hearing were all stronger, better than before.

Then I noticed something: Scoots’ wings are still closed. Heck, I didn’t even touch them this time. That’s odd how they are closed, unlike the time in the closet.
Scootaloo, was already descending on my hard dick. She reached my tip, already sending the feeling. Then she slowly slid herself down the rest of my shaft, exploding all pleasure throughout my brain. I could see her fighting in something on her face: extreme pleasure? Pain? Pleasurous pain? But the warm and feeling of being in Scootaloo, clenching down, massaging my now truly manhood, took over that thought rather quickly. She hit bottom, and stayed there for a second, then…

*GASP* *FONNGGG* She gasps as her wings erect open, hitting Sweetie and Applebloom in the face. Well that answers that question. A thought passes though the back of my mind. The will power she was holding in, she was now relieve of. Only pure, untainted pleasure showed on her face.

She just sat there, we now as one, taking in the pleasure and realization. Sweetie came over and straddled my head, giving me her wet marehood. It was light pink, among the white of her coat, and smelled like marshmallows. She leaned over and started kissing Scoots.

Breaking Scoots out of her stalled pleasure, Scoots started moving up and down my dick. Pleasure coursed throughout my body. I jammed my nose into the light pink pussy that was presented to me and pleasure it with my tongue. With my heighten senses, I could feel everything the to mares above me could feel. Not to be left out, Applebloom started to pleasure herself. Hearing the moans of pleasure and gasps of air from the three mares, feeling everything from the tow on top of me, and the pleasure I shared with one, made my heart explode. (It was a good thing I was off those heart monitors or they would have been toasted.) There was only one word to describe everything: nirvana, complete and utter nirvana.

I kept going. Tasting one while the other pleasured us. Several times I could feel hitting bottom inside Scoots, and the three of us could feel it. Sweeties breathing became faster, she moaned, more like grunted, in the kiss. She broke the kiss, and mumbled something quickly. And she kept getting louder.
“im coming. Im coming. Im Coming, IM Coming. IM COMING!!!!!!!!”

I knew what was to come and I was prepared when her flood gates opened. Everything of her essence, in a liquid form, spewed into my mouth, and I drank it all up, not letting any escape. She let it run for a long time, until she ran dry, and I drank every last drop of it. She breathed heavily as I possibly just gave her, her first orgasm. She then went back to kissing Scoots, who was sucking her breasts as she was going through her orgasm.

“Hey Sweetie, you had your turn let me have mine,” Applebloom said, not to be left out. Sweetie, satisfied, promptly got up, and Applebloom got on. Applebloom, smelled like, well obviously, apple. And we went back to do the same thing.

At this point I thought: Wow, I have been holding on Scoots for a while now.

Applebloom, already aroused and pleasured, came quicker than Sweetie. After having all of her liquid essence (apples), and she finished her orgasm, Sweetie called over:

“Hey Applebloom, can I get some help here. I think he forgot to drink some.” As if. I drank you dry, marshmallow.

“Sure, can you help me too?” Applebloom got down as the two mare started to drink each other. Now it was just Scoots and I.

She leaned over, and gave me a kiss. She bent her back, giving me her breasts again, and I drank from the other this time.

Wow, I am still hard, and we both have been doing this for a long time.

She kept getting faster and faster, and I got harder. She then slammed hard into me. I can feel my tip poking through her cervix and she cried out:

“Yes! Fill Me UP!!” We both hit are maximums; I could not hold it any longer: we both gave out at the same time. She spewed all over my crotch and bed, and I filled her up.

She clasped onto me as we lay there; deeply breathing, being in each other’s existence, and still in her.

Author's Note

authors note to come