Ditzy had to figure out a way to solve this, and fast! This was worse then that story with the prince and princess. While a kingdom wouldn’t fall, who knew what could? All of time and space could collapse in on itself if not for The Doctor. Wait, the story! The story said that all she had to do was break eye contact for one full hour and the poison would lose its effect. She looked at The Doctor with a smile on her face, she knew how to solve this now. But her smile quickly faded. This poison, while seemingly having the same love affect, didn’t have the same staring-into-each-others-eyes effect. He was not staring at her right now, he was still playing with that butterfly. He glanced at her with those striking blue eyes, smiled, and waved.

“Doctor, we need to get you some help. You’ve been poisoned by that punch you drank and we have to find a way to reverse it!”

“Oh, Ditzy, I feel fine, really now. Come on, let’s go play some games and I’ll win you something,” he spoke as if he knew he would win. He walked over to her, grabbed her hoof, and started to lead her back toward the games area.

“Doctor, we need to go back to the TARDIS, maybe she can help you get rid of this poison!” Ditzy tried desperately to pull him back toward the TARDIS. The Time And Relative Dimension In Space would surely have something to cure him and bring him back to himself, it had to. But The Doctor, being an earth pony, was much stronger then her. While he didn’t hurt her, he surely wasn’t swaying from his course through the festival. He suddenly stopped and turned toward her, his eyes staring right into hers, imploring her to understand.

“Ditzy, my very special somepony, have I ever lied to you? No, I haven’t, and I’m telling you here and now that I’m fine. I’m sorry it took me so long to realize my feelings for you, and yours toward me, but everything is clear now. You were talking about me when you mentioned the stallion who “didn’t know you existed”. I’m so sorry I put you through so much pain on my behalf, but now I’m going to make it better. Please, let me try?” He looked ready to cry. The hurt in his voice, that deep sadness in his eyes. Maybe he was right. Maybe the poison didn’t affect him like she thought and he would be fine on his own. He wasn’t from this universe, so she couldn’t know for sure. Her eyes softened and she smiled.

“Okay Doctor. I admit you haven’t lied to me, not ever. If you say you’re fine, then I believe you. Let’s go have some fun, my very special somepony!” She beamed at him, unable to control her happiness. His face immediately brightened, his muzzle pulling into a smile as well, as they continued back to the games.

Once they reached the games, the rows of stalls were less crowded then before. It was shortly after noon, according to the big clock at the center of town, so most ponies were having picnics. Some could even be seen from where they stood, sitting around baskets of food over in the decorated part of the park.

“Are you hungry, my dear? We could get some food before heading over to the games?” The Doctor asked, looking at Ditzy.

“No, I’m fine for now. Besides, it’s too crowded over there right now, we’d never find a good spot. I can wait if you can, Doctor,” she said as she looked at him. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye, turned to face her completely, and smiled sweetly at her. Seeing The Doctor’s face, with a sweet, sensual smile made Ditzy’s heart melt. She truly loved this stallion with all her heart. But with this love, she felt a twinge of guilt. He drank that poison, it could still be affecting him, it most likely was and here she was taking advantage of it. Could she really do this? Wouldn’t that be like betraying his trust in her by not getting him the help he needed? ‘No, he said he was fine. If he’s fine then I must believe him, he wouldn’t lie to me. He’s so smart, too. He would know if something was wrong,’ she thought to herself.

They arrived at the first few stalls and looked around at the games. There were all sorts of carnival games for ponies of all ages. They started to walk down the stands, stopping now and then to watch ponies play the games there. They stopped at a water gun game with two ponies in front of it, waiting for a third to join in.

“Anypony want try and win a prize for their special somepony? We need one more to start the bunny race! You there, why don’t you try and win the lovely mare a prize?” The pony behind the booth pointed at The Doctor. He stepped up, stood on his hind legs, and paid the bits needed to play. Ditzy stood a little ways behind him as the other ponies prepared themselves. “Alright, I’ll tell you the rules and how to play! You play by pressing the button on the water gun and holding it down to make the bunny race for the carrots on the board. First to reach the carrots wins a large prize, second wins a small, anything else loses. Only rule is to not interrupt any other player to try to win, makes you lose by default. Ready? Set! GO!” An alarm bell rang and two of the bunnies started to slowly move forward as the other two ponies pressed their buttons. The Doctor sat there a few seconds, and Ditzy wondered what he was doing.

“Doctor, push the button or you’ll lose!” she told him, but he just smiled.

“Don’t worry, my dear Ditzy. Watch this!” With that, The Doctor grabbed his sonic screwdriver, pressed it against the water gun, and activated the sonic. After a few milliseconds of sonic-ing the gun, he pushed the button hard on the shooter. His rabbit lurched forward, faster then the others and reached the pile of carrots on the race track first. Alarms bells went off again and Ditzy was shocked. The Doctor had cheated to win! He was definitely different. “Hah ha! First prize! Take you pick, my dear!”

“Um...” Ditzy looked up at the different stuffed prizes, searching for one she liked. She finally stopped at a large Princess Luna plushie. The stuffed toy itself was about half the size of Ditzy herself, but she liked Luna. “That one! Princess Luna!”

“A fine choice, Miss! Here you go!” The game pony gave her the plush with a smile. Ditzy and The Doctor thanked the gentlecolt, and left the stand to allow more ponies in.

“A nice choice indeed, they even got her mane pretty close to the real thing. All those sparkily stars!” The Doctor walked around, admiring the plush resting on Ditzy’s back. He moved his hoof to touch Luna’s mane, and brushed Ditzy’s wing, causing her to shiver. The Doctor noticed this, and looked at her with concern. “Are you okay? You’re not getting cold are you? I can put my hoof around you to keep you warm.”

“No, Doctor, I’m fine. You just brushed my wings, that’s all. They’re just sensitive, remember?” Ditzy reminded him. He’d always been careful about not touching them after last time. He’d been asking her questions about pegasi wing care and inadvertently ruffled some primaries the wrong way, causing her to shout out in pain. He’d been careful ever since to either not touch or ask first, but this was different. His touch did not hurt at all. Instead it felt good, very good. So good, it caused her cheeks to heat and warmth to spread through her body. She smiled shyly and motioned to continue down the path.

“Right, sensitive, sorry. It didn’t hurt, did it? I never want to hurt you, Ms. Ditzy. Never again,” he spoke, sternly. It made Ditzy smile.

“It didn’t hurt, Doctor. It just surprised me, it kind of felt nice,” she assured him.

“Really? Felt nice? Hmm, I’ll have to remember that,” he said as if cataloging books. She rolled her eyes and continued walking.

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It was nearly sunset before Ditzy finally managed to get The Doctor back home and to the TARDIS. They ended up having a nice, quiet day after all. Something that was increasingly unusual when traveling with The Doctor. After a nice picnic lunch under some cherry blossom trees in the park, a smooth Hayride of Love, and a few more prizes won (without cheating) Ditzy made dinner for them both at her house. It was just a simple dish, one Ditzy had made before, but The Doctor made it seem like a three-course gourmet meal. She had enjoyed this day, but his doting on her was so out of his normal thing it was starting to get tiring.

When she finally got back into the TARDIS, she was too tired to do much of anything else but go to her room and go to bed. Until she realized that The Doctor was following her. “Um, Doctor? Aren’t you going to your room?”

“Oh, yes! Well, um... I’ll be honest with you, Ditzy; I’ve never liked sleeping alone. I’ve been alone before, but I’ve always been too busy to notice just how alone I truly am. My planet, my entire race, all my previous companions... all of them, gone. Almost a thousand years of loss, Ditzy, can you even imagine? The only constant is me. Always me. Always alone,” he said, fighting back tears. Ditzy felt her own eyes burn with unshed tears. She closed her eyes and nodded to him.

“Doctor, I can’t begin to imagine all the pain you’ve been through, even though its not hidden all that well... from me at least. If you want to, you can sleep in my bed with me tonight. I won’t leave you alone, Doctor. As long as you want me at your side, I’ll be there,” she spoke through her tight throat and blurring vision. But her vision was clear enough to see the sheer joy on The Doctor’s face as he wrapped his hooves around her, holding her close. He had never hugged her this hard before, but she enjoyed it very much, so she hugged him just as hard. They walked into her room together, side by side, and climbed into bed to sleep.

At some point in the night, The Doctor had rolled over to face Ditzy’s back. Ditzy, feeling the odd movement, even through her sleep, woke slowly to a heaviness around her wings. It was The Doctor’s foreleg laying across her, effectively pinning her to the bed with his muzzle buried in her mane. Ditzy lay there, frozen, unsure of what to do in order to get him to roll back over. She tried shifting her weight slightly, to urge him to move over without waking him, but it had the opposite effect. It only caused him to hold her closer and tighter, and something she hadn’t forseen. He started to nuzzle her soft, feathery wings. His breath was warm as it followed her feathers to the sensitive skin beneath, the sensation causing her to blush hotly.

“D-Doctor,” she pleaded quietly. “Please, roll over.” He didn’t wake, but instead continued to nuzzle her wings, as if searching for something. And then, she felt it. The excitement that sometimes came over her when she looked at The Doctor. That excitement always lead to the same effect, no matter how hard she fought it. Her wings were about to pomf, a condition very similar to a stallion’s erection, but specific to pegasi. She tried to stop herself, but he just kept going and she couldn’t stop herself. Just as The Doctor nuzzled his way under her wing, Ditzy moaned quietly and her wings flared out, taunt and straight as they could, considering she was laying on one. If it wasn’t bad enough that she had pomfed, she also did so right in The Doctor’s face, causing him to wake up. He moaned as he shook his head to get feathers out of his face, Ditzy was mortified.

“Ms. Ditzy? Is everything okay? I’m sorry I must have dozed off, I didn’t mean to... wait, what happened to your wings? Are they alright, they seem to be having some kind of spasm. Do you need me to massage them to relax them? I promise to be gentle,” he said sleepily and started to rub them with his hooves. This caused Ditzy to moan with pleasure, biting her lip in a vain attempt to stifle the noise. The Doctor heard her quiet moan, but took it as pain and stopped immediately. “I-I’m sorry, Ditzy. Tell me what I can do to help you. Why are your wings like this, I’ve seen it before, but you never told me why.”

“Just... don’t touch them! I told you before... they are sensitive!”

“Yes, I understand that much. Easily pained and easily plea-... pleased? Did that feel good, Ditzy?” He craned his head and tried to look at her, but she hid her face and her blush from him. “It did, didn’t it? That’s what you’ve always meant by ‘sensitive’, like when men get a hard on! Yes, I understand now, oh Ditzy I’m so sorry. If you want me to leave so you can calm down, I will.” She didn’t need to look to feel that he was getting out of her bed to leave her. He didn’t realize just how aroused she was right now from the attention he’d unknowingly given her. This was stronger then any other time, and wouldn’t just “calm down”, but how to make him realize that. She swallowed hard, trying to clear her throat of the lump that had formed there.

“Doctor, please,” was all Ditzy could manage. Just his name and a plea, torn from her soul after such a long time of suppressing her emotions. So long denying them, and even longer pretending that she could continue playing his faithful companion. Well, now she needed him in a way that she had never needed any pony before, and she hoped that would help her. He stopped at the foot of the bed and looked at her, really looked at her and understood. Somehow, from those two words, he managed to understand what she wanted, no, needed. He walked slowly over to her side of the bed, brought his hoof cautiously up under her muzzle, kissed her lips, and Ditzy’s world exploded.

Sheer joy coursed through her veins, slowly turning to warmth, as the simple kiss deepened. Ditzy opened her lips and licked his to act as an open invitation. He responded, opening his lips to her and their tongues met, each exploring the other’s mouth only to wrestle for space a moment later. Without breaking the kiss, Ditzy managed to scoot back into the bed to allow The Doctor to slide in front of her. They wrapped their forelegs around each other, holding themselves close. The Doctor was the first to break the kiss for a breath, his eyes slightly glazed from his arousal. Ditzy’s criss-cross eyes were glazed a little too, but she was smiling. Her first kiss with The Doctor was just as she had imagined it to be.

“Ditzy, are you sure you want this? I don’t want to hurt you, and please tell me if I do, because I will stop at any-” Ditzy put a hoof to the Doctor’s lips to silence him. It worked flawlessly.

“Doctor, I love you, and I want to be with you, always.”

“Alright then, if you are sure... I will make our first time together wonderful, I promise. And I never lie,” he smiled at the last word, and with a speed belying his age and weight, he shifted behind Ditzy. She was just about to look back at him when she felt his muzzle buried in her still-pomfed wings. As sensitized as they already were, further attention made them stiffen fully as she rolled on her stomach in an attempt at easing the ache he caused in her partly-folded wing. Instead of easing the ache, she gave The Doctor just what he wanted; access to both her wings. As he nuzzled one wing, he stroked the other gently with his hoof, switching now and then. Ditzy gasped and arched her back as the feeling of what he was already doing doubled. She moaned his name into her pillow as the warmth spread through her body. A thought crossed The Doctor’s mind and he decided to start nibbling her feathers, starting with the primaries and working his way down.

Ditzy was all sensation as The Doctor nibbled his way slowly down her wing. She managed to open her eye and look over her shoulder to see him. He was watching her face for reaction, his blue eyes hazy with his love for her. As he neared the joint where her wings met her back, he managed to nip skin instead of feather causing her to cry out in pleasure. The Doctor stopped for a moment, to make sure he hadn’t hurt his companion and, after a nod from her, continued the gentle nips of her feathers. Ditzy had been aware enough to know The Doctor was aroused, but she was unsure as to how much so until his hardened stallionhood poked her rump. Just that slight touch caused The Doctor to moan softly, and she saw him close his eyes for a moment and simply feel.

“Oh Doctor, my Doctor. Please stop teasing me,” she crooned as she wiggled her rump a little. Her movement caused his hardened member to rub along her opening, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine. She felt some of his weight lift off of her, and she prepared herself to be taken by her Doctor, but what she got was not what she expected. Her body shook with sensation beyond anything she had yet experienced as he started to lick her outer marehood. “D-Doc-Doctor... Please... I-I can’t... Take much more... Aaaaah!” The warmth that had almost quietly been building all this time finally settled deep in her lower abdomen. Almost like a buzzing, whirling sensation that drove her up, and up, and up. Higher and higher until she finally shattered, breaking through and peaking in her orgasm. Ditzy’s whole body shook as she cried out his name in climax, unable think of anything else except for him. During her orgasm, The Doctor had closed his eyes and slowed his tongue, enjoying the knowledge that he had brought such happiness to the mare who brought him such happiness everyday. He wanted her to feel this climax before he went any further, knowing she was a virgin and that him entering her would most likely hurt.

“Alright Ditzy, I’m going to take this slowly, alright?” He asked cautiously. Ditzy, still reeling from her climax, could only nod that she understood. “Okay then, here we go,” he said as he positioned himself just outside her slit. He gently pressed his tip inside, and stopped at Ditzy’s gasp of surprise. She hadn’t realized the size of him, and she felt the pull of her marehood’s tightness.

“I-I’m okay. Keep going,” she managed. Whether she meant to reassure him or herself, she couldn’t tell at that point. She more felt his approval then saw it, as he slowly pushed himself deeper into her until he stopped again. She didn’t understand why he stopped again, it was starting to feel good, but she didn’t have long to wonder. The Doctor closed his eyes, expecting the worse but hoping for the best as he thrust hard into her and felt her virginity break. The sharp twinge of pain surprised Ditzy, causing her to whimper softly. She kept telling herself to breath through the pain, that it would subside, and soon it did. The Doctor waited, though he wanted badly to thrust into her again, he waited for her. When he thought the pain had gone, he stroked her flank.

“Ditzy? I’m going to start moving now, are you ready?” His concern for her was evident in his voice and all over his face.

“Y-yes, Doctor. The pain is gone, I’m okay now,” she said, though not entirely sure if it was true. As he started to move again, pulling out to prepare to thrust in again, she realized the worst was over. The Doctor thrust into her, a little softer then before, and got a welcome moan of pleasure from Ditzy, making him smile. So he started a rhythm of in’s and out’s, keeping a steady pace and even force until, after a few minutes, Ditzy started to match him push for thrust. She wanted him to enjoy himself too, and not do all the work by himself, so Ditzy tried to help the only way she could. The Doctor groaned, and quickened his pace slightly, Ditzy speeding up to match him again. It didn’t take long for Ditzy to discover that the harder they went, the deeper he went, and the better it felt. The Doctor’s breathing became heavier as he felt his own climax building. He knew Ditzy was close too, judging from her quickened breathing and slightly eradicate thrusts, so he decided quickly on one last thing to make this her best experience yet. “D-Doctor, I’m about-to go...again!” Ditzy managed to cry out, craning her neck back as her body built up in pleasure again. The Doctor had one thing to ask, before he continued with his plan.

“I am about to climax as well, do you want me to stop?” He slowed his pace enough that he could hold himself back if he had to. It seemed like forever to him, waiting for her response, but mere seconds had passed before her answer came.

“No, Doctor. Don’t stop. I want you, please!” She cried, feeling her built up climax start to fade. He started to protest again, but she cut him off. “My heat cycle was last week, it’ll be fine.”

“Ah, so that’s what that alluring scent was. I’ll remember that for later...” with little other words, The Doctor picked up his pace again, leaning over to nip her wings again, sending Ditzy into her second climax this one stronger then the last. Feeling her climax around him caused The Doctor to go as well, calling out her name as he filled her with his stallionhood and his come in a final thrust of his flanks.

When both their climaxes and energy were spent, they collapsed to the bed together, entangled in each other’s hooves. Both mare and stallion were out of breath and exhausted, in a way neither had truly been before. As Ditzy lay there, next to her Doctor, she smiled at him and kissed the tip of his muzzle.

“I love you, Doctor. My Doctor,” as she nuzzled herself under his chin, he kissed her forehead.

“And I love you, Ditzy. My Ditzy,” spoken in a soft whisper, as Ditzy fell asleep. Those same words echoed in The Doctor’s mind as he drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep.

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Sunrise seemed to come too early for Ditzy as her alarm went off next to her bed. She blinked and hit it with her wing, which hurt strangely. Then, like a tidal wave, the events of yesterday came flooding back. Hearts and Hooves Day, The Doctor, the love poison, the festival, and then last night. She opened her eyes wide in shock as she saw The Doctor still in bed next to her. It wasn’t a dream, it had really happened! Her first time with anypony was The Doctor and it was wonderful. He was so kind and caring and considerate... She hoped it would always be like that with them, that is if there ever was a next time. Ditzy tried to get out of bed, but she felt a wetness under the covers, around her flank. When she tossed the covers aside, she knew why they were wet. The Doctor’s climax had not stayed inside her, and had leaked out. She felt embarrassed as she climbed out of bed to go find a towel to clean up. As she quietly slipped out of the room, The Doctor woke slowly, rubbing his head.

“Well, that was a splendid dream, now wasn’t it? But how will I face Ms. Ditzy today with that rolling about in my head. This is going to be an awkward day toda-wait a minute. I’m in Ditzy’s room. Why am I in Ditzy’s room? And why does my head ache so badly?” As he tried to figure things out, he got out of bed and walked around to the alarm clock to check the time. “Hmm, time for Ditzy to head into work. Ah well, it’ll be fine. Maybe I drank too much and passed out in her bed instead of mine and she’s in mine instead of hers. Wouldn’t be the first time that’s happened to somepony, right? I’ll just check my room and- hold on a tick, what’s that? This wetness in the bed... Did-did I do that? Oh no, I must change these before Ms. Ditzy gets in here and... Wait, the door is open. I am missing something here, and I just can’t figure out what it is I am missing. Ballocks, I hate being this scatter brained sometimes.” He walked to the door to see Ditzy walking up the hallway with a towel. Both froze where they were as they took each other in. The Doctor was the first to snap out of it. “Ms. Ditzy! Uh-Hi! Sorry about sleeping in your bed last night, not sure what came over me, must have been the salt or something I ate. Terribly sorry if I put you out at all,” he rambled, apologetically.

“Um, Doctor, its alright, really. It wasn’t just you after all I mean... Wait, what do you remember about yesterday?” Ditzy asked, warily.

“Well, not much, I know we saw that performance on Hearts and Hooves day and we walked with Carrot Top. Other then that, it’s all a blur. I did have an -uh- interesting dream, I’m afraid. Have quite a headache today too. Don’t worry about it, just had a small accident and I’ll clean it up and change your sheets. Now, you have work today, yes?” He had no idea that the ‘dream’ he had was not a dream at all. Everything after he drank the poison yesterday wasn’t real to him.

“A dream, Doctor? You had a-a dream?”

“Yes, a dream. Just a very vivid one, and I do apologize again for the inconvenience. Why do you ask?” He cocked his head to one side, curious about her reaction. Ditzy felt like she was going to cry, or faint, or run. Running seemed the best option, but her hooves wouldn’t move right. She dropped the towel and turned, falling down instead of running away. Doctor rushed to her side, to make sure she was okay but Ditzy pushed him away. A dream? A dream?! The only thing running through Ditzy’s mind was, ‘Please, just let this be a dream!’

Author's Note

Part two, as requested! Chapter three might take me a couple more days, just so everyone knows!