Innocent Inquiries & Dubious Discoveries: A Foalcon Group Collab

by Flutterpony

[NSFW] Pee by Daxn

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Author's Note

[Explicit] [Watersports] [Hypnophilia] [F/m]
Characters: [Nurse Redheart] [OC]
By Daxn
Edited by Blonde Blue Eyes


[NSFW] Pee by Daxn

It was night, and activity had slowed down inside Ponyville's Hospital. By now, the only audible sounds were the snoring of some patients, electric sounds coming from certain rooms in the hospital containing patients in worse conditions, and the sound of hooves on hard surfaces coming from the patrolling nurses and security.

Nurse Redheart was walking in the main corridor of the pouliatrics ward, the dim light barely revealing murals and hung paintings in grayscale as opposed to the triumph of colours and small details apparent during the day.

Such lovely sights... for such a place of pain, she smiled to herself as she read the doors' numbers, trying to remember which ones were currently occupied and which were not, but, then again, I'm the one with the onus and honor of trying to ease that pain 'til recovery.

Nurse Redheart finally saw, written in green marker on a white door, the number twenty-one.

Oh, goodie! That's just the room I was expecting to visit! she thought, going inside the room to check up on the only patient inside: a pegasus colt with a bandaged torso. Redheart smiled warmly as she checked his pulse and breathing to find them regular.

When the colt had been checked, Nurse Redheart stopped to watch him--to look at the colt's small, pained frown that stirred up caring desires that went beyond Redheart's duty as nurse, almost to the point of maternal instinct. His breathing and the movement of his chest were regular--his left forehoof wet, near his mouth, as if he had been sucking on it not too long ago...

Nurse Redheart neared the colt and ruffled his short mane before walking away, thinking, I'd love to adopt him... but he has parents, she added to herself, bittersweetly. That, or snuggle with him in more than one sense.

However, as soon as she was at the door's threshold, she heard shuffling just behind her. Worried, Nurse Redheart looked behind and saw the colt moaning a little and shuffling around, throwing away his covers, and revealing his pull-up in the process.

She swiftly trotted towards him as he started to lament a little louder. As soon as Nurse Redheart’s left forehoof approached the bed, the colt sprang up, his face stained with tears and letting out a suffocated scream of terror.

"What happened? Bad dream?" Redheart asked as she leaned down over the colt who immediately turned his teary eyes towards her, nodded, and then proceeded to curl up, trembling.

Aaawww, poor little guy, she thought, unsure whether to frown, to show sympathy, or smile to reassure him. As she stood undecided, the colt stayed curled up, scared.

I'd like to sit on bed next to him and... no. That's against regulations, and you know it. But, then again, you just feel enamoured... no. You can't do that! That's illegal! But will he really care?

Nurse Redheart shook her head vigorously and immediately embraced the colt's neck with her left forehoof before bringing him closer and hugging him tightly.

"Don't be scared, I'm here for you," she whispered to him while petting his head with her other hoof as he slowly calmed down.

This was the right time.

Nurse Redheart lifted herself onto the bed slowly, making sure that both she and the colt fit snugly together and so that Redheart could bring the colt to her chest to let him hear her heartbeat. The colt sniffled in Redheart's fur and leaned against her chest, causing Redheart to smile widely and warmly at him and her left rear hoof to twitch slightly as a less innocent and pure desire grew.

Just... for... tonight... She clenched her teeth as she slowly moved her hooves towards his lower area, where she met with the colt's wet diaper. Redheart grabbed one of the tapes, peeling it away, releasing a wave of ammonic stench in the air.

No going back!

She moved slowly towards his crotch, put him belly-up, then moved her mouth closer to the colt's small and wet sheath, giving it a quick lick, leaving a salty aftertaste in her mouth as the penis left its cover.

Finally.

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