Doctor Fluttershy

by AmtrakBrony

Rating: mature
Tags: Random, Human, Slice of Life, Romance, Second Person
Length: 5998

While you recover from a painful surgery, Fluttershy does whatever she can to make sure you're feeling up to par.

You've just had your wisdom teeth removed, and you're going to be bedridden for at least the next two days. Luckily, your friend, Fluttershy, is there to take care of you as you recover. However, a sudden change of personality from the pegasus catches you off guard, but not for long, as what she does next could be considered better than any medicine that's ever been invented.

*Warning: Contains a small, non-graphic episode of bleeding, though not during the clop section. It's all related to the surgery.

Published 1970-01-01 00:00:00 UTC
Last updated 2015-10-06 17:20:02 UTC

Taking Care of Her Patient

The first thing you feel as you wake up is ice on both of your cheeks. The slight tugging sensation around the rest of your head lets you know that you're wearing a sling, with the ice in pouches on both sides. However, the most notable sensation you feel are the four areas in your mouth where you feel that something is missing. After several seconds, your brain recalls why this is happening.

About an hour ago, an IV was placed in the inner crook of your elbow, and after a short bout of pain, you started to feel loopy as your unicorn surgeon magically placed a long tube of anesthetic into the device attached to you. You also remember seeing two earth pony mares in the room, one on the same side as your doctor and the other on the other side of your chair. The last thing you remember is looking up at the white ceiling and the light that was directly above your head, your vision blurring more and more as each second went by until you couldn't remember what happened next.

To your surprise, you aren't feeling as much pain as you thought you would, most likely due to the medication your surgeon said to take both the night before and the morning of the surgery. You can't, however, escape the extreme tightness in your mouth, the feeling of missing teeth and tight stitches making you not want to move any part of your mouth too much. On top of that, the feeling of ice is a bit uncomfortable, but if it means no swollen cheeks, you decide it's worth it.

"Hello?" you mumble, silently. Initially, you can't see anyone in the room with you, but as your vision gradually becomes less faded, you start to make out a shade of yellow over to your right, remembering the pony who accompanied you on your way over here.

"Oh, you're awake!" Fluttershy says, excitedly. She immediately stands up and trots over to you, and you give her a small smile as she arrives. Throughout your time in Equestria, you've been living with the pegasus and her animal friends at her cottage. You've told her multiple times how grateful you were that she let you stay with her after you ended up in the magical land without logical reason. Despite her telling you that it was her pleasure, you decided to get a job and help her pay the bills, whether it be for water or for animal food. It was the least you could do to show your kindness toward the one pony who represented it the best.

You reach your right hand out to your side as Fluttershy steps up next to you, and she places her left forehoof in your palm. "How do you feel?" the pegasus asks you.

Trying your best to speak with minimal mouth movement, you say, "I feel funny."

"I understand," she replies, "But don't worry. Remember, this needed to be done." She was right. Upon your last visit to Ponyville's dentist, multiple x-rays revealed that your wisdom teeth were starting to impact your molars. As a precautionary measure, it was urgent that you get them removed. Thankfully, that was all over with, but now you had to begin your recovery process, and you weren't looking forward to it. You wish that your surgeon could have just cast a spell that would make your wisdom teeth disappear and your wounds heal instantly, but you knew that such a process seemed immoral to everypony you've met.

Just then, you hear the door to your room open, and Nurse Redheart, who had assisted your doctor with the operation, walks through the door. "Okay, Anon," she says, "Looks like you're clear to go home. I want you to get plenty of rest and stick to soft foods and liquids for one week, and remember, no straws until we see you again. Got it?"

"Got it," you weakly reply, still in discomfort.

"Great! See you next week for your follow-up!" Redheart finishes as she turns around and exits the room.

"Bye!" you and Fluttershy reply in unison.

You then see the yellow pegasus turning to face you. "Do you need some help standing up?"

Your brain, still flooded with the side effects of anesthesia, tells you that you don't need any help, so you simply shake your head and let your feet touch the ground, as the chair you're in already has you in a sitting position. Placing your hands on the armrests, you begin to push yourself up, but as you put more weight on your feet, you quickly realize that they're going to give way any second now.

Fluttershy notices you wobbling and springs into action. "Oh my! Here! I've got you!" she exclaims, holding your right arm tightly so you don't fall over. You stand there for several seconds while Fluttershy hovers next to you, holding your arm in such a way that you won't lose your balance. Soon, your legs cease wobbling, and you begin to take a few steps, all while Fluttershy holds onto you. "That's it, you've got it. Good job," she continues. You feel as if she's treating you like you were a toddler learning to take his first steps, but that's just Fluttershy. You're used to her kind, motherly attitude, and her helping you walk doesn't phase you one bit.

Eventually, the two of you exit the hospital and begin your trek to Fluttershy's cottage. It's about a seven minute walk, and given how exhausted you are, you feel like it's taking forever for the two of you to get there. Thankfully, you arrive sooner than you thought, and Fluttershy leads you inside and over to her living room couch. She instructs you to lay down, which you do, laying your head on the mountain of soft, white pillows she's already placed on one end. This was necessary, as your surgeon had told you to keep your head elevated for the next 48 hours. "Are you going to be comfortable here for the time being?" Fluttershy asks.

"I think so," you reply, "I'm gonna miss sleeping next to you, though."

"I know," she responds, leaning up to rub the side of her head against your chest. A while after you moved in with Fluttershy, the two of you became more than just roommates. At one point, you asked her out, to which she hesitantly said yes, and she was glad she did so. The two of you found out that you had more in common than you originally thought. After some time, she invited you to join her in her own bed, allowing you to sleep somewhere other than the couch for once. Thankfully, that bed became your new place of slumber, as every night you spent with the pegasus soon became one to remember. Each night was filled with some form of love, whether it was light, sensual, or all-out animalistic. It didn't matter what kind it was, as long as you continued to make Fluttershy happy.

"I'm going to go make some vegetable soup for lunch. Would you like some of the broth?" the pegasus asks.

Given that the only things you've ingested today were a pill and a tablespoon of water, you're quite famished, and anything would sound good to you at this point. "Yes, please," you reply.

"Okay, coming right up!" she responds in a slightly high-pitched voice.

As your marefriend begins boiling some water and cutting up various vegetables, you shift yourself on the couch until the pillows you're laying against are touching every part of your back from your neck to your waistline. You're going to be laying like this for the next two days, so you want to make sure your back has adequate support.

Once the pillows and your body are in the perfect positions, you let out a sigh of relief as you relax into the mountain of softness behind you. After keeping your eyes closed for several seconds, you open them and look down to your right, only to find a small, white bunny standing next to the couch. He's got a paw to his mouth and seems to be chuckling, most likely at your sling, you assume.

Fluttershy randomly turns around from her stove to look back at you, only growing slightly annoyed as she sees what's happening. "Angel Bunny!" she exclaims, sternly, "You know better than to be rude to Anon!" Immediately, Angel turns to face the pegasus, and although she's not giving him the stare, she's pretty darn close to doing so. The little bunny soon sports a guilty expression, turning back to you and grabbing your right hand, which is hanging over the edge of the couch, nuzzling it slowly in apology. You're surprised at how quickly he is to do this, as you normally see him being rather ignorant toward his caretaker, usually not apologizing for any of his wrongdoings. However, you've seen Fluttershy become more and more assertive during the time you've stayed with her, and for some reason, Angel has been listening to her more often.

"Good bunny," Fluttershy responds to Angel's actions, "Now please go out back and feed the birds, okay?" Angel smiles and gives her a salute, not even attempting to argue with her.

As the little bunny scurries off to fetch the bird food, you turn to Fluttershy and say, "Wow, he certainly has learned a whole lot, hasn't he?"

"Oh, yes," the pegasus responds, stirring the cut-up vegetables into the now boiling water and turning the heat down slightly, "I'm amazed at how much he's changed lately."

"Me, too," you reply.

"I'm sorry he laughed at you. I thought I had taught him well enough by now not to do that."

"Why are you sorry? Angel's responsible for his own actions."

Fluttershy pauses to think about what you just told her. "I guess you're right."

Your eyes soon begin to feel a bit heavy, most likely caused by the last few miniscule remnants of anesthesia left in your blood. "Hey, Fluttershy, I'm a little sleepy. Wake me up when the soup is ready, okay?"

"Will do!" the pegasus responds with a smile. With that, you close your eyes, hoping to pass a little bit of time with a nice nap.

"Anon," you hear, faintly. You open your eyes to see Fluttershy's face hanging over yours. "Do you want some broth?" she asks.

You yawn lightly before saying, "Oh, yeah. That. Thanks."

"Don't mention it," Fluttershy replies. She then floats away from you, only to return several seconds later with a bowl and spoon in one forehoof and a mug in the other. She leans down and holds the mug full of vegetable soup broth in front of you, which you take in your hands immediately. "Careful," Fluttershy says. It's too late, however, as you instantly feel an intense burning sensation on your palms. Your face cringes, and the pegasus grabs the mug away from you. You place your hands on the ice on your cheeks, hoping to relieve the pain. It works, but you quickly realize that your sling is now filled with a liquid rather than a solid.

"I think I need some fresh ice, Fluttershy," you say, poking your sling to show her the liquid flowing inside.

"Oh my. Absolutely," she replies, "Here, I'll get it." She then places the bowl and mug onto a small table next to the two of you before reaching up to the upper right side of your head. She undoes the adhesive straps and gently takes your sling off your head, getting her first look at your bare cheeks since the surgery. Though they feel firm to you, they aren't really swollen at all, meaning the ice has done its job so far.

Instead of going to her kitchen, Fluttershy takes your sling over to a watering can she has sitting near her front door. She opens one of the two pouches and empties its contents into the watering can, and then does the same with the other. You admire how much she cares for the environment by saving and reusing water, unlike most people back on Earth. Once finished, the pegasus flies over to her icebox and begins loading both pouches with fresh ice cubes. She then closes the two pouches and floats back over to you, holding the bottom of the sling under your chin and wrapping it vertically around your head. Once she refastens the adhesive, she asks, "Better?"

"Yeah. Thanks," you reply.

She smiles and reaches for your mug of broth, handing it over to you. It's cooled down slightly by now, and although your hands feel really warm, they don't feel like they're about to burn.

You bring your lips up to the edge of the mug, tilting it toward you and allowing a very small amount of the multi-flavored broth to enter your mouth. You don't want it to flow into your wounds, so you keep your tongue curled inward, forming a U-like shape, as you isolate the broth at the center of your mouth. You gently begin to swallow, flattening your tongue as you press it against the roof of your mouth, all while the liquid flows past the back of your mouth and down your esophagus. Unfortunately, this is your first time attempting this, and a couple of drops of broth escape the confines of your curled tongue and slip into the hole where your bottom right wisdom tooth resided only hours earlier. Your face cringes in discomfort, trying your best to gently make a motion with your mouth as if you were sucking on something, hoping to squeeze the liquid out. It works, but you soon begin to taste something other than broth after you swallow it. "Ah...Fluttershy..." you say, panicking slightly and pointing toward the table next to you, "I'm bleeding. Hand me the gauze, would you?"

"Sure," Fluttershy says, calmly. You would have expected her to freak out at something like this, and now you remain unsure why she's not. You start to admire how calm she is, and it makes you feel calm and relaxed, as well. In fact, Fluttershy seems as relaxed as a regular doctor would be.

Before you can think any further, you see a small gauze pad being held in front of you, and you take it in your hands while the pegasus takes your mug and sets it on the table. You fold the gauze pad in half and roll it up, and then stick it into the right side of your mouth. You immediately bite down on it to apply pressure to the area that was operated on, hoping to stop the bleeding rather quickly.

After five minutes, you release your jaw and slowly pull the gauze out of your mouth. Thankfully, only a small area of it contains blood, and you stick the other end in to check to see if you're still bleeding, which, upon extracting it for a second time, you're not. As you toss the used gauze pad into the trash can next to you, Fluttershy asks, "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, at least for now," you reply. Once again, your mug of broth is placed in your hands, and this time, you take greater care in preventing any of the warm liquid from entering the four new holes in your mouth. It works, and you slowly continue to enjoy your lunch with Fluttershy.

"So," Fluttershy begins, bringing her bowl of soup over to her as she takes a seat in a chair next to you, "Tell me, what did they do after they took you to the operating room...or, whatever they call it for surgery like this."

You chuckle slightly. "Not much," you reply, "I was only in there for about two or three minutes before my surgeon walked in. Before I knew it, he was starting my IV and I was out within less than a minute. I don't remember anything after that, until I woke up and saw you."

"Interesting," the pegasus responds, "I've never had surgery in my life, so I was a little more nervous than I think I should have been, even though I wasn't the one being operated on."

"Hey, you had every right to be nervous. I was, too. I mean, something could have gone terribly wrong while I was in there. My surgeon could have cut too deep or chipped off half of a molar. Surgeries are always nerve-racking, even for the surgeon."

"Really?"

"Yeah." You then tell her about some of the medical television shows you've seen back on Earth and explain a few instances where the surgeon was anything but calm and collected.

"Oh my," she responds.

"Hey, you know, Fluttershy, I'm surprised you're not all that nervous right now, especially when I started bleeding. You seemed as calm as a regular doctor would."

Your marefriend blushes slightly. "Oh...I didn't realize that."

"You know, I wonder what it would have been like if you were my doctor this whole time? Maybe I wouldn't have been so nervous."

Fluttershy doesn't respond, but instead seems to be in thought. She has a smile on her face, and that tells you that she's planning something. Without a word, Fluttershy finishes her soup and brings her bowl over to her kitchen sink. By now, Angel has come back inside from feeding the birds, and the pegasus is the first to speak to him. "Angel, I need you to watch Anon for a little while. I have to run a couple of errands, but he's not allowed to be alone for the rest of the day because of the anesthesia. Could you do that for me, please?" she finishes, rubbing his tiny cheek with a forehoof. The little bunny responds by grabbing the forehoof and nuzzling it affectionately, then pulling away and flicking his wrist outward a few times, casually telling Fluttershy to go ahead.

"Thanks," the pegasus finishes with a smile. She then floats over to you and says, "I'll be back soon. Angel's going to watch you while I'm gone, okay?"

"That's fine," you reply, reaching out to bring her face closer to yours. "See 'ya," you continue, giving her a quick, yet loving, peck on the lips, "I love you."

"I love you, too, sweetie," she responds, nuzzling your nose. She then turns around and floats to her front door, leaving the cottage and closing the door behind her.

Once she's gone, you look around and see that most of her animal friends are asleep, and you're unsure why. You then look down and see Angel standing next to the couch, waiting for something to do. You reach your right hand down toward him and say, "Hey there, little guy." You then stick your index finger out and begin to lightly scratch under the bunny's chin, to which he thumps one of his hind legs in approval as he closes his eyes. You continue this until you feel yourself yawning again, and you let your arm hang lazily over the side of the couch as you lay your head against the pillows and drift off for another much-needed nap.

You wake up thirty minutes later, feeling only slightly refreshed. You look around, but Fluttershy doesn't seem to be back yet. You do, however, see Angel coming toward you with a book from the Daring Do series. After you had been introduced to Rainbow Dash, she, along with Twilight Sparkle, caused you to become addicted to the book series. Back on Earth, you weren't much of a reader, but since you don't have any electronic pleasures in Equestria, it's pretty much the best you've got.

As Angel hands the book up to you with both his arms, you can't help but wonder how a bunny his size could be so strong. You decide to brush the thought away, taking the book and thanking him before cracking it open to chapter one.

You only get as far as page five when you hear the front door open. You immediately see that it's Fluttershy, but she's looking a bit different. The first thing you notice is that her normally long mane is tied up into a small bun, with the excess draping down one side of her neck. Aside from the headband with a light-reflecting disk and the stethoscope, the pegasus is also wearing a bright white doctor's coat. While it's the slightest bit loose, it fits her form quite well, hugging her barrel, neck, and forelegs nicely while the bottom of it is split to allow room for her tail, as the coat itself covers about half of her rump. Overall, she looks rather professional, and that, combined with the slightly seductive look on her face, is starting to turn you on.

If Fluttershy were to ever do something like this, you would have expected her to wear a tight-fitting, rump-exposing, pink jacket with black lingerie, but you decide that this is something you can enjoy, too.

"Well," she begins in a sultry tone, "How's my patient doing?" You can't believe that she sounds this seductive. Normally, whenever you two would get frisky and kinky under the covers at night, you'd be the seductive one, and she'd only cutely squeak in approval whenever you did something she found pleasurable. Now, it seems that the roles have been reversed, except you don't plan on squeaking anytime soon.

You blush as you see Fluttershy walking toward you, her hips swaying ever so slightly. "Uhhh..." you begin, unsure of what to say, "Okay, I guess..."

"Oh?" she asks, still speaking seductively, "Are you sure? Your face seems to be getting a little red, which could mean a number of things."

You have an idea of what she's up to, so you decide to play along. "What do you think it is?"

"Well, there's only one way to find out," she finishes, now next to you while her eyes remain half-lidded. She then floats up next to you and places a forehoof on your forehead, which has become slightly sweaty from seeing her like this, despite the ice on your cheeks. "Oh my," she says, sexily, "You're burning up. I wonder what's causing that?" she asks, batting her eyelashes at you. She then grabs the hem of your t-shirt and begins to pull upwards, and you sit fully upward to allow her to take it off completely. However, she only pulls it up until your pecs are visible, and then she reaches for the end of the stethoscope around her neck. Placing each half of the other end into her ears, she places the cold end of it over where your heart is, and she holds it there for a few seconds. "Wow," she begins again, "Your heart rate is quite high. I think we need to do something about that, now, don't we?"

You sit there on the couch, completely flabbergasted. Throughout the past minute, Fluttershy has been acting sexier than you can ever remember. Usually, you're the dominant one, but having her be in that position is something you've never been prepared for. Not only that, but her magnificent, white doctor's coat only accentuates how amazing she looks.

"Gee," she continues, "I wonder what's causing your body to act this way?" She then lands on top of you and turns around, and immediately, you're face to face with her already aroused sex. Though the coat she's wearing is covering up part of her rear, her most private area is still completely exposed, and you can't help but grasp her soft, yet firm, butt cheeks in your palms and give them an affectionate squeeze.

You instantly hear an adorable squeak come out of your marefriend's mouth, one that you're always used to hearing whenever you two make love, but this time, she's trying her best to maintain her dominance. "Ah...wait," she says, her pitch a bit higher, but still retaining its sultriness, "I haven't found what's wrong with you yet! I wouldn't want my patient to get ahead of himself, now, would I?" You respond by smirking devilishly and squeezing her cheeks even tighter, eliciting another squeak from the pegasus.

You then use your right index and middle fingers to stroke up and down her moist lips. Her all-too-familiar juices instantly coat your fingers, making you want to see more of the delicious honey that's she's providing you with. As you continue to play with her, you slowly force the tips of your fingers in-between her folds, parting them slightly. It isn't long before your two fingers are as far in as they can go, and you can feel her tight walls clamp down on them with desire.

Meanwhile, your 'doctor' slowly lowers her front end onto you as her eyes close and her mouth expels pant after pleasure-laden pant. As her snout reaches your jeans, she feels something rock hard where your legs meet your hips. "Oh my," she says in a seductive tone, smirking, all while you continue to finger her, "It seems I...ah...may have found out...ah...what's causing you to...ah...have all these...ah...sensations." You pause upon hearing her say that, and you lift your groin up slightly in response until your erection presses up against her chin. She nuzzles your hard-on before saying, "I think I have the perfect treatment for my patient." She then takes your zipper in her teeth, pulling it down until your boxers are visible underneath. She then tries to remove your belt buckle, but with a lack of fingers, it's much too difficult for the pegasus to accomplish.

Sensing her trouble, you remove one hand from her ass and reach down, easily undoing your belt buckle and the button above your zipper. Fluttershy then slides your pants and boxers down, revealing your member, which is stiff, aching, and throbbing with need. She wastes no time in licking the pink tip of your penis, lathering it in her saliva. You gasp numerous times as you feel her soft, velvety tongue wrap around your cock, stimulating it in ways you never thought possible.

Seeing how she's pleasuring your tip, you decide to pleasure hers as well. Twisting your right hand counterclockwise, you apply firm pressure to her swollen clitoris, making her gasp. "AHH!!" In response, she takes the tip of your cock into her mouth, wasting no time in sucking on it as hard as she can. While she continues her ministrations, you begin to pump your fingers in and out of her pussy lips. The feeling of her slick walls against your well-lubricated fingers in indescribable. It's a feeling that can't be matched by any other. You wish you could see your marefriend's face at this very moment, as you wonder how much she's enjoying herself.

Soon, you feel Fluttershy take more of your stiff erection into her mouth, but right as the tip hits the back of her throat, she pulls back and takes your cock out of her mouth. You immediately think that she was close to either choking herself or triggering her gag reflex, but neither of those seem to be true as she turns around, her half-lidded eyes meeting your wide open ones. "I think my patient needs release," she says to you in the third person, sultrily, "Wouldn't you agree?"

"Yeah," you respond, almost breathless from her treatment, "But first, let me do this." You grab her by the barrel and flip her around until her back is pressed against your chest. She then looks up at you as you look down at her, and her smile turns to a more loving one, albeit still seductive. You pull her up until her head is resting against your left shoulder, right next to one of the ice pouches. You then turn your head to the left so you're perfectly face to face with her. Without hesitation, you bring her lips to yours in a warm, tender kiss. It's mostly just lips on lips, but you decide to stick your tongue out slightly, but not too far, as you fear that stretching your tongue out too much could cause more bleeding.

Fluttershy caresses what little tongue you've provided with her own, drawing her lips away from yours as she licks your tongue. The feeling of your pink mouth appendages touching in such a way sends a jolt of electricity up your shaft, and you don't want to wait any longer. As you press your lips back to hers, you reach in front of you and slowly begin undoing the buttons on Fluttershy's white coat. As you do so, the pegasus giggles as your hand feels just how soft her outfit is. Even with it being this soft, you know that nothing could compare to the softness of her own yellow fur. Once you undo the last button, you reach under one side of the coat and begin to caress the bare fur underneath, starting at her hip and moving your way up to where her foreleg meets her barrel. You caress her furry, yellow coat as she continues to moan and giggle at your touch.

After a while, you remove your hand from under her doctor's coat and reach up to take her headband off. Once it's thrown to the side, you discard the stethoscope before reaching for her hair band. You pull it loose, causing her bun to cascade down her neck and shoulders, her mane returning to its natural state. As hot as she may have looked with her mane in a bun, you love her hair this way more than you do any other way.

At this point, you decide it's time for your doctor to take over, so you finally submit yourself to her by whispering in her ear, "Do what you gotta do, doc."

Fluttershy then brings her own mouth to your ear, which is covered by the sling, and seductively whispers, "With pleasure..."

With her forehooves on your shoulders, the pegasus lifts her shapely rump in the air and repositions it until her soaking marehood is above your hard manhood, which is beginning to leak its first few drops of pre-cum. Fluttershy lowers her rear a little more, and your tip soon presses against her entrance. You both gasp at the sensation, each of you just wanting to fuck each other silly until you feel like you could never do it again. Finally, Fluttershy lowers herself further, slowly enveloping your cock within her soft, soaking snatch.

Once she reaches the base, she holds herself there, allowing the both of you to bask in the sweet sensation that is your union. After about a minute, Fluttershy leans back and removes her doctor's coat completely, leaving her in the state she was in before she left you with Angel. After that, she begins to lift herself up again, leaving your tip inside before slowly lowering herself down again.

This happens a few more times before you grab hold of her buttocks, trying to move her up and down faster. In response, she brings a forehoof to your cheek and says, "Let Doctor Fluttershy handle this, okay?"

You smile at how sweet she's being, all while maintaining sultriness in her attitude. You move your hands up and wrap them around her back, allowing Fluttershy to move up and down at her desire. You then realize that it doesn't really matter how fast she goes. Any speed she rides you at is nothing more than amazing. As she continues to move up and down your shaft, your body is flooded with sensations. With each hump, you let out a satisfied, "Uh!" all while Fluttershy does the same every time your cock becomes hilted inside her deep, moist love cave.

Not only can you feel your cock throbbing, but you start to also feel Fluttershy's walls pulsing around your member, letting you know that she's getting close. Come to think of it, you're not that far off yourself, and you begin to instinctively buck your hips up into hers. "Ahh!!" Fluttershy cries out in pleasure, "There's...ah...one more thing I...ah...need from my...ah...patient!"

"W-What's...ugh...that?" you ask, continuing to thrust yourself upwards.

"I...ah...I need a...ah...semen sample...ah...to make sure my...ah...patient is...ah...doing...ah...okay!"

"Ah...Where should I...ah...put it?"

"Right where...ah...you are now!"

"Ah...Will do!" you finish, bucking your hips as hard as you can as you feel the pressure starting to build in your loins. After several more thrusts, your member explodes with pleasure, shooting strand after strand of your hot seed into Fluttershy. You let out a long groan as you climax, and Fluttershy lets out a satisfied, "AHHH!!!..." as she feels you filling her up. The sheer amount of your love juice, along with its heavenly warmth, causes her to slump down and rest her head on your shoulder.

Finally, the heat in your loins dies down, and your member begins to soften as your orgasm comes to an end. You sit there panting in your amazing afterglow, while Fluttershy relaxes into your embrace and relishes in the warmth coming from both your body and your seed. She lets out a content sigh and says, "I think that will conclude our checkup for today..." At that moment, she gasps again and her eyes go wide as she feels your fingers stroking her still moist marehood.

You lean over and whisper into her ear, "Not yet. I have to pay for my visit, don't I?" you finish as you stroke up her folds with a significant amount of pressure.

This makes Fluttershy moan loudly and cutely, just how you like it, before replying, "Ah...That would be...ah...greatly appreciated..."

Taking that as your queue, you continue to stroke up and down the pink, puffy lips of Fluttershy's vagina, making her moan and grunt multiple times. She's already quite built up from your earlier union, and it only takes one stroke of her clitoris before she screams in pleasure and coats your entire right hand in a mixture of your semen and her own sweet-smelling mare honey.

As the pegasus comes down from her high, you lean down and kiss her on the lips, sticking a bit of your tongue out once again to lick at hers once it emerges. You soon pull away, and then you hold your soaked hand up in front of her face and say, "Would you mind?"

She responds solely by lapping at your palm instantly, tasting the sweet concoction you two have created. As much as you would like to have a taste of your lover's juices, you're worried that the slightest drop could slip into one of your surgical wounds, which would almost certainly cause you problems in the future.

Fluttershy hums happily as she finishes licking your hand clean, and then, after swallowing, she leans up and gives you another loving kiss on your lips, which you kindly return. As she pulls away, she realizes that you're still holding her close, so she asks in a cute and loving tone, "Does my patient want to snuggle for a while?"

"Absolutely," you reply, still relaxing from the last bit of your glorious afterglow. You hear your lover sigh as she lays her head on your shoulder. Though her forehead is practically touching the area of your sling where the ice is, your warm breath on her face counters the chilliness enough for her to be comfortably relaxed.

It isn't long before you hear steady breathing coming from Fluttershy, and you look down to see her fast asleep in your embrace. As you begin to close your eyes, you turn your head to your right, only to see the faintest white dot near the ground. You open your eyes further, and to your horror, you notice Angel Bunny standing there, looking at both you and Fluttershy, his mouth agape.

"Uh-oh..." you think to yourself.

THE END