Shots?

by Pony Porn

Rating: mature
Tags: Dark
Length: 1334

Fluttershy isn't a big fan of going to the doctor, because when she does go, she usually has to get a shot. She hates things going inside her. Lucky for her, a SHOT isn't going to be going in.

Nopony really likes getting a shot, but Fluttershy despises them. The thought of a sharp needle that pricks your vein and takes some of your blood or deposits something into her body frightens her. And matters are worse when her usual doctor, Nurse Redheart isn't there that day and a new doctor is.

This doctor's not sticking a needle into her.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2014-07-31 02:10:06 UTC

But you're not that type of doctor..

Fluttershy, a yellow pegasus with pink hair, poured a bag of pellets into her hamster's cage.

"There's your new padding, Nibbles," Fluttershy patted the ground in the cage with her hoof so that the hamster would come inside.

The rodent complied with the rules and sat himself down on the bedding.

Fluttershy's phone rung. With a cheerful smile on her face, she answered it.

"Hello, Fluttershy's residence. How can I help you?"

"Hi Miss Shy," the pony talked on the other line, "I would just like to remind you that you're behind in your physicals. You need your vaccinations. You'll need to come right away tomorrow. We've already scheduled an appointment for you."

Fluttershy gulped. "T-t-thank you. I'll be there. But by any chance.. is there a way you can re-schedule the appointment in a year or so?"

The operator had already hung up.

Fluttershy flopped on the floor. She knew what vaccinations meant. They meant she needed shots; something she didn't like. The pegasus hid herself behind her bangs (a trick she had mastered when she was little) and started to cry.

Angel, her white rabbit, hopped up to her. He heard that she was crying, so he poked his head inside her mane and wiped her tears away.

"Oh Angel," Fluttershy picked the bunny up and snuggled him close to her chest, "I have to get a shot."

Angel rubbed his head against hers affectionately.

***

Fluttershy dreaded waking up the next morning. She dreaded eating her breakfast. She dreaded walking out the door, and she dreaded walking into the door of the doctor's office. She walked up to the front desk.

The secretary looked up from typing on the computer. "Oh, hello Miss Shy. You're here for your physical?"

"Um.. yes."

"Well since you're already over-due, we put you in first. You'll be with Dr. Whooves today."

The brown earth pony with darker, spiky brown hair walked up to her. He was wearing a white trench coat, an ID card, and a stethoscope was slung around his neck.

"Are you ready Fluttershy?" He asked.

Fluttershy didn't like to impose, but this was urgent. "Um.. May I please have Nurse Redheart instead? He's not that kind of doctor."

"Sorry Miss Shy, Redheart's out today. Oh, and I know he wasn't that doctor before, but he got his medical degree about a year ago," the secretary explained, "you would have known that if you came for your appointment last year." She joked.

Dr. Whooves laughed and guided the nervous Fluttershy into a room.

This was obviously a mare's room. Posters of the female reproductive system were scattered on the wall.

Fluttershy sat herself on the large, brown medical bed with the clear sheet on it.

"Okay, let's check that pulse first." The doctor pressed his hoof on Fluttershy's.

"Good, good," the brown stallion tested each of Fluttershy's hooves.

Next, he did the blood pressure. He strapped that black, leather thing onto her front leg and squeezed the rubber, circular part. This made the strap become tighter, and tighter.

"90/70. Very healthy Miss Shy," Dr. Whooves noted.

"Um.. Thank you," Fluttershy awkwardly accepted the compliment.

The doctor did all the tests, and Fluttershy was okay with this. Until he said those "scary" words.

"Time for your shot, Miss Shy."

Fluttershy swallowed hard. "Can..can I just get it later?"

"When would you like to get it? You've been holding back for a year now."

There was no way of preventing the needle from going into her delicate skin.

"You're going to have to flip over on your back, Miss Shy."

She flipped on her back, closed her eyes, and stuck out her front leg. "Please be gentle," she urged.

"I promise I will." Dr. Whooves locked the door and walked over to her, "ready? One, two, three."

Poke.

Fluttershy was confused, her eyes still closed. It didn't feel like a shot went into her front leg. It didn't feel like a shot went into her at all.

It felt like.. a penis.

She opened her eyes and saw the doctor. He was in her!

"AHHHHH!" Fluttershy shrieked.

"Shhh.." Dr. Whooves pulled out of her and covered her mouth. His trench coat was off, along with his ID. The stethoscope was on the floor, "I know I'm your first. I'll go easy." He bent in and gave her a kiss, and then stuck himself back in her.

Fluttershy started to cry, but her wailing was silenced by Dr. Whoove's brown hoof.

The brown stallion pressed himself in and out of her marehood. He wrapped his front legs under Fluttershy and thrusts her forward, and then back again.

He pulled himself all the way out, until the tip was left in. He pulled that out, too and bent down to lick her pussy.

He dragged his tongue along the sides, scrapping up vaginal juices with it.

"You're turn," he whispered.

Fluttershy started to kick, but the brown stallion held her legs down. He brought his penis up to her mouth and wiggled it around a little bit to tease her. Dr. Whooves released his hoof from his mouth quickly and then jabbed his member into her mouth, and pulled it in and out. His dick blocked out her screaming.

Fluttershy felt her tongue reach his meat stick. She tried to pulled it away, but had little restraint against that urging muscle.

"Mmm.. Yes, sweetie. That's right." All this excitement made the doctor horny. His member grew stiff and hard.

He pulled it out of Fluttershy's mouth, and moved it back to her vagina.

Fluttershy felt screaming wasn't going to do anything, so she painfully accepted it (she would have kicked, but he was still holding down on her legs)

The earth pony stuck his tip into the pegasus' marehood. He pressed the full thing in and started to hump rapidly.

Fluttershy felt the white fluid squirt into her body.

"Baby do you feel it?" He asked Fluttershy.

Him calling her baby gave her goosebumps. She started to feel her leg loosen from his body weight.

The doctor pulled out of her and just sat on top of her. Now both of her back legs were free. Now if only he would get off her front legs.

He squeezed his member in between his two hooves and began to push onto it. Cum squirted on the yellow pegasus' face.

"That's enough!" Fluttershy screamed. She wriggled her front hooves out quickly, but Dr. Whooves stepped on them, and the back ones, too.

"Where do you think you're going?" Dr. Whooves asked, his member hanging and slightly touching the skin around Fluttershy's rectum.

"Let me go!" Fluttershy started crying again and tried to kick her legs.

"Do you love me Fluttershy?"

"No! Let me go you sick-o!"

The doctor got off her and walked over to the desk; it was by the bed. He pulled something out of the drawer.

Fluttershy rushed to the door and urgently tried to open it, but she forgot it was locked.

Dr. Whooves filled the thing he took out of the drawer with some chemicals; chemicals that were not supposed to belong to him. The chemical was a mix of barbiturate, paralytic, and potassium, but it was labeled "Chemical X" on the container it was in.

Fluttershy frantically pounded on the door. "Help me! Somepony please let me out!"

The doctor walked up to her with the item he pulled out of the drawer.

Fluttershy turned to face him, tears streaming down her face. "Please let me go!"

"If I can't have you, nopony can," Dr. Whooves jabbed the object he was holding into her front leg. He pressed down on a button on the top, and the chemicals released into Fluttershy's bloodstream.

Fluttershy fell to the ground (she was already kneeling, but she fell flat on her face).

Dr. Whooves smiled wickedly and took the object out of her skin.

The object was a shot.