The next morning Dashie and Scooter were gone. Damn, I needed to take her pins out before anyone-other than Sparks-tried to do it themselves. Fortunately Scooter walked in the room then wear nothing but her panties, “Morning,” She said smiling. She crawled back into bed with me. Before I could say anything she started making out with me, “One more time, I think I’ll be fine after one more time,” she moaned.

I smiled sliding between her legs and going down on her. I made her come with my mouth once and it took a little longer than usual. Come to think of it she was acting a little differently. I climbed up on top of her, but she looked more collected than I had ever seen her when she was horny. “Stuff me with your dick, I want you in me now,” she moaned teasingly. I didn’t hesitate plunging into her used and abused vagina. We made sweet love like that. She was a little tighter, took longer to finish, and even did more little things like wrapping her legs around me, pulling me down for kisses, running her hands down my chest and licking my neck. She came, so I turned us over so she was on her knees. I loved her from behind nice and deep.

“Wholly sunny mornings I can feel you in my organs,” she whimpered happily. That just about did it for me. I stuck one finger up her ass and the other hand onto her clit sending her into a raging orgasm and making me cum just as hard. The only difference was that this time she jumped off last second, spun around and aimed me towards her mouth. Scooter sucked my cum out drinking it in turns before she sucked me dry.

“Um, I thought you wanted heat relief,” I said.

She smiled and we laid back down together, “Don’t be mad . . . my heat ended this morning I’m just doing something Flutters asked for yesterday. She said she wanted me to make actual love to you at least once without being in heat. Now I know why, that was fantastic in it’s own right, but completely different,” she said. Figures that Flutters would say that. I pulled Scooter in close and kissed her before staring at her for a bit. I just laid still looking at her strangely. “What?” She asked.

“Don’t you want me to take the pins out?” I asked.

“They’re not in yet,” she said like I was crazy.

My eyes widened and she realized it at the same time, “Wholly crow.” We shot out of bed and went to the mirrors. She made sure they were really there.

“Alright before you get too worked up your brain could have just shut down the nerves to protect you, let’s take them out and then put them back in after morning stretch,” I said. I stretched her wings with her and she complained of itchiness, but not pain. I took the pins out swiftly, gave her a short massage and then gently pinned her wings back up. She moved around in discomfort before turning around with tears in her eyes. “Damn, I thought we were getting somewhere,” I said.

“We did,” Scooter said grinning to her ears.

She wrapped me up in hug and sobbed into my neck, “What did you feel?” I asked.

“Barely anything,” She said pulling back. “It itches, but other than that I feel fine,” she said. I set her up at the plain white wall and took another picture in the same exact form of when I took a picture of her before all this started. I compared the two and Scooter’s wings had grown so much it was uncanny. Her joints that were once in a desperate state of atrophy now looked healthy and strong. I took her pins out and got dressed.

“Put some work out essentials on we’re doing the trust fall right now,” I said.

“A little early isn’t it?” She asked.

“Not a bit, come on.” We got dressed and I dragged her outside.

She climbed up the wall and stood at the top, “What is going on?” Dashie asked followed by the girls.

“Dashie get up there with her,” I said. Dashie flew up next to Scooter who looked so confused it was priceless. “For this fall I want you to spread your wings as wide and strong as you can if you feel the current just do what Dashie taught you,” I said. Dashie figured it out before Scooter did, her eyes widened and she smiled nervously having seen Scooter fail more times than she could count.

“Alright,” Scooter said opening her beautiful wings. She jumped and the wind current carried her strengthened wings into a successful glide. “Ahh haa whoa whoa whoa,” Scooter said terrified.

Dashie took off after her and grabbed her hand, “Work with the current, flap when you’re ready,” Dashie said. Scooter took a deep breath and focused. She flapped her wings and dragged an unexpectant Dashie into a powerful thrust of wind.

“I’M FLYING!” Scooter screamed at the top of her lungs. Flutter’s and Sparks took off after them to get closer. They flew around for a solid ten minutes before Scooter got tired.

“Hey scooter girl, we’re doing a trust fall remember?” I asked.

“Oh, right,” Scooter said curling in her wings and falling to the ground. I caught her before she ate dirt and hugged me so hard it hurt. I teared up, but she sobbed happily into my chest. Dashie slammed into us crying her eyes out too.

“I can’t believe it, you finally did it!” Dashie said grabbing Scooter’s face in her hands.

“Wouldn’t done it without you guys,” Scooter said. They embraced in a way only sisters do.

Everyone rejoiced for a while before I went to Scooter, “Alright, I guess now you’re probably going to be spending more time actually training in the air than needing Physical therapy,” I said.

Scooter’s eyes widened horrifically, “Wait, does that mean you’re not going to help me anymore or do all the things we’ve been doing,” she said getting instantly sad.

“No no no Scooter shh, calm down. I can still administer your pins until you can’t feel them at all. By then you’ll be flying like a champion. Besides your cooking’s gotten good, but it still needs work if I want to send you home alone with a clean conscience and after all . . . I still have the rest of the summer to spend doing fun stuff with you now. Okay? It’s not like I would just make you and I inseperable and then just ditch you,” I said palms on her face wiping her tears away with my thumbs.

She smiled relieved, “I guess the school year will probably get in the way though huh?” She asked.

“Very likely, by then you’ll be sick of me and ready to see your friends again,” I said.

She hugged me again, “I’ll never get sick of you stupid.”

The remainder of the summer months that I had with Scooter were spent a little less rigorously. I didn’t give her that much of a break, but Dashie was doing the teaching now. Scooter flew everywhere now every chance she would without exhausting herself. I put her through less cardio and more muscle build. She and I still did our daily routine, but every so often it included small fun things like going to parks with everyone, or when I brought Annabeth and Belle over to see the good news. The three of them all different sizes now still jumped together in a little excited triangle of preteen hormones. We took them all to the fair and when we were doing the mallet to hit the bell strength test Scooter found out how strong she’d actually become. I tried and got it, Dashie tried and almost got it.

“Whatever this game’s rigged,” Dashie complained.

“Uh huh sure, Scooter go try it,” I told her.

“Me? if Dashie can’t do it then-” She started.

“Shut up and do it, I didn’t put you through eight weeks of torment for you to chicken out,” I said. She squinted annoyed at me and grabbed the mallet. She struck it down with all her might and hit the bell in one try. I turned to my very amazed wide eyed blue pegasus, “Try lifting weights Dashie, it’s not all about cardio.” Scooter and the girls came back to us and Scooter gave Dashie the ukulele she won. Dashie smiled and took it playing the rest of the day.

Author's Note

I like to think it was all worth it. It I didn't make it clear-because I'm never sure that I do-Scooter was undergoing a rigorous physical training course before they started pinning her wings. Running, swimming, wieghts, core work, free running in particular. By now Scooter was chiseled like a statue of Hercules. One more Chapter to wrap everything up.