Author's Note

Fluttershy's POV

Mid-Night and a stabbing Pain: 1

I woke up in the middle of the night, with a stabbing pain from my orchid. This is how I endure the night, thrice a month as the moon is full.

There is nothing I could do; I had exhausted all my resources, trying anything and everything I knew. Only too embarrassed to go to the hospital, or even Zecora’s hut in the middle of the Everfree forest; even if there is an element of fear, stopping me from going there.

In the end, I had apparently mentioned something to Pinkie Pie, who generously offered me a possibility. All I have to do; is to apply the gel she offered me, then come over to her place. She had Pinkie Promised to help me from there.

I had noticed that she had made a note in her otherwise insanely busy schedule in order to clear space for me and my problem. Planning, throwing, hosting and attending parties does take up a large part of her time, when she isn’t with her numerous friends; aside from her full-time job baking and delivering for the Cakes’ at the Sugar-Cube Corner, of course.

Maybe I should have read the instructions and the warnings, coming with the products she had handed me; but right now I am not at liberty to be shy and sticker of rules, as I am desperate and in a panic. I know I will wake up from a stabbing pain and a bloody mess of a bed, in the middle of the night; if I did not do anything to prevent it. Staying up, is no alternative and it doesn’t change anything; even if it means that my bed will be clean tomorrow. Yet, that would leave me as a mess, the following week; if I stay up all night.

I opened the first jar and extracted its content, covering my mound and orchid liberally; permitting it to saturate the skin completely, at which time the jar incidentally is empty.

Now I empty the next jar, repeating the process; only applying this gel to my right and left cherry. Noticing a slightly slippery effect on the flesh; as they both grew a full size and turned slightly rubbery, to the touch. The effect made me blush in embarrassment, thinking of the excitement Pinkie Pie promised; aside from the hope she could alleviate the pain I was looking forwards, to with growing dread.

Once the gel had saturated my cherries; I applied the gel lip gloss to my lips and painted the eye shadows around my eyes as she had instructed me, note entirely sure what good either of the two would be doing me, even if I guess I was going to look as sexy as she had hoped I could.

Now I applied the gel that was covering the tips of my fingers, one by one; noticing the skin grew thicker to what seems to look like the sensitive pads, which seems like fun if I am to explore myself. At this point, I apply a clear gel on my finger-short nails, from the center of the root and down to the tip, continuing right and left, right and left. Only finishing as I had coated all my nails completely.

Finally, I apply a gel under my hooves, looking as the gel was absorbed until the sensitive skin had been fully saturated; before I applied the clear gel over the front of my hooves. Once the final gel had been absorbed and saturated my hooves; I soon noticed them going hard and adamant, which should be good, I hope.

Knowing the connection between my sexuality and the mound and orchid; I guess it would help me, if I feel as exciting and sexy as possible.

There was no visual, or visible changes, from the time I had finished applying the gel to my body. I guess that is good.

Since Pinkie Pie had made the promise; and in her most serious and severe manner, with the gestures and all, putting emphasis on what she had meant; I can let the event rest for the remainder of the day.

I am going to see her after she had done the work she could not escape. At least, I will be with her before the sun of Celestia’s is going down. I guess I could as well try to perform my chores and other duties and obligations for the rest of the day. No point in holding up, I have done all the preparations she had asked of me.

I walk out of my cottage with the feed, pouring up food for all the critters living outdoors. Once this is done, I go back in; mixing up the salad for my bunny; Angel. At this point, I fed the rest of the indoors critters and pets.

Once I had fed all the pets and critters; I inspected the stores of feeds, supplies and other items required to manage my duties, as caretaker of the critters and pets of the Ponyville district.

Once the morning duties had been taken care of; I continued to have by lunch, and poured up the feed for all the critters who were required to have something to eat.

Sadly, even after Pinkie Pie’s Pinkie promise; I am still worries. I can’t take quite the joy in the meal as I used to, before this item of my periodical pain came up. Before, the periods came and went; but with no real consequences on my daily life. I am pinning a terrible burden on Pinkie Pie, in the hopes that she could actually help me out.

As a fellow mare, I guess she is knowing about these things as much as any others in town. Being pinkie Pie, she is holding the key secrets none other dare to approach. Who knows when and where she learns of these secrets. Or, is it simply by being Pinkie Pie, and true to herself she knows what she knows?