Gilda's New Lease on Life
“Get the fuck out of here!”
Gilda glared at the door, her anger boiling over as she tried to stand up. Her legs wobbled for a moment, the deep cuts in them still having not fully healed. She slammed one arm onto the table beside the bed, trying to refocus, but only ended up screeching in pain as the cuts on that arm reopened. Soon, the proud griffon was collapsed on the ground, panting, but refusing to cry.
It had been this way for a while now. Gilda knew she should be trying to take it easy, and not aggravate her bruises and cuts. She had taken a beating that would have killed most, and her nightmares were still haunted by shine of steel, and the jersey’s of the other team as their members fell upon her. She brought a talon to her beak, feeling the gap that now would stay there permanently.
A tear fell down her white feathers as she slowly moved back onto the bed. Looking over, she spotted a picture of Rainbow Dash and her from back when they were in junior hockey together, before the pegasus decided that the Wonderbolts was where she truly deserved to be. Another droplet joined its salty brother as her gaze switched from her in her full gear, so young and strong, to only Rainbow, who now held a heart over her chest, with the words, Get well soon, over her Wonderbolt uniform.
It was while the picture was in her talons, sitting in her lap, that the door to the hospital room opened. Gilda put the picture to the side, slamming it down while she scowled at the next nurse who would try to face her. Turning around though, she was a bit disarmed by the stunning, white mare.
Redheart smirked at the tough Griffon, one hand sliding along her uniform, and stopping mid thigh, at the exact place her miniskirt ended. She lowered the clipboard she had, letting Gilda get a good look at the massive tits that were trying to bust straight out of the flimsy fabric that held them in. Not that much covered them anyways, with just how much cleavage was bursting out from the top of her minimalistic uniform. The mare batted her long eyelashes at Gilda, causing the griffon to swallow hard. “Hello there. With the exit of my last colleague, I have decided to personally take over your case.”
Gilda saw the mare’s pink tail swish behind her, and for a moment wondered if it was coming out from under, or over the skirt. She would have believed either. Realizing she was staring, Gilda tried to save face by turning her wide eyes into a furious glare. “Oh yeah? And who do you think you are?”
Redheart smiled, before sitting on the bed. “My name is Nurse Redheart, and-”
“Get off of my bed.”
The nurse looked at her chart for a moment, before standing up. “Well, now I can see why others call you abrasive. As head nurse of this hospital though, it will take more to shake me than just a sharp tone.”
Before GIlda could retort, venom on her tongue, the door opened again, and a stallion in scrubs himself panted as he came into the room. Gilda recognized him, and the black stallion paled as he handed the bag in his hand to Redheart. “Th-there you go, ma’am. Any-anything else-”
Redheart shook her head, putting the bag down at the foot of the bed. “No, but thank you. Now, leave us be, before you need someone to give you oxygen.”
He glanced between the two for a moment, before furiously shaking his head and running out. Now Gilda’s scowl was real, and her eyes became small as she glared at the mare who spoke so calmly, while dressing like a whore. “What’s going on?”
Redheart took a deep breath and tried to sit back onto the bed, only to find Gilda’s back paw extended to stop her. Her eyes narrowed, and she placed a hand onto the stubborn griffon’s leg. “I am here to help you, just as everypony else has.”
Gilda pulled her leg away, opening up a space for Redheart to sit. The mare’s gentle smile only pissed her off more, and she crossed her arms over her modest chest. “Yeah, just like everypony else has told me. Can you make me able to play hockey again?”
Redheart narrowed her eyes this time. The mare’s sharp breath filled in the silence that now sat between them, and only her steel gaze was available for Gilda to focus on. She swallowed hard at the blue eyes, finding them a lot less friendly for some reason. She was almost ready to try flying again by the time Redheart spoke, just to get out.
“You fell under your teammate’s ice skates after slamming an opponent into a wall, correct?”
Gilda raised an eyebrow. “Seriously? Yes, but I didn’t only fall under theirs. I also-”
“And they piled on top of you, breaking your bones and causing you to be in so much constant agony that you were in what we wish we could call a coma for three weeks while those bones healed, and only took that little time because we wanted to make you not have to stop screaming, so our unicorn medics worked around the clock to mend your shattered ribs.”
Gilda was silent. She tried not to think about all of the damage. The scars and such were superficial, but the bones that had been lost, or weakened due to the accident, they were the real reason she was doomed. She looked down, a tear falling onto the blanket over her. “Yes.”
“And how many of them have come to see you?”
Gilda stayed silent to that. She hated thinking about that. Hated the idea that she had been left alone… again. She brought a talon up to her face, but Redheart’s gentle finger was faster, brushing away the tear for her. Gilda looked back up, staring at the cerulean eyes that met her own. Now, they only gave comfort. “Who are you?”
She smiled at Gilda, putting her hands on the griffon’s shoulders. “Consider me a sort of fairy godmother. Someone who wants to see you happy, and if I am perfectly honest, I don’t think hockey is the way to do that. Not anymore at least. Would you not agree?”
Gilda desperately wanted to say no. She had always wanted to be an athlete, show off how strong and amazing she could be. Flexing her leg closer, though, caused a spasm of pain to shoot through it, and she finally looked away from Redheart, shaking her head as she desperately tried not to start sobbing. She nestled against Redheart’s bosom as the mare came ever closer.
Redheart ran her hand through the feathers on top of Gilda’s head, gently stroking the griffon. “There, there. You’re only twenty-two, and you have plenty of time ahead of you. And,” pushing Gilda’s head deeper into her bosom now, “I want to help you. I can make you have a body just like mine, and even get you a highly paid position within the hospital, rivalling even my own salary.” She now pushed Gilda away, smiling gently at the rough woman. “Please, let me be your friend, and help you.”
For a few moments, silence filled the room as the two women stared at each other. Gilda wanted to shout yes, because while she liked her athletic form, her smaller chest and strong muscles hadn’t made it easy to find a mate. Not only that, but she would be back in work, back to having something to take pride in. And that was the whole problem.
Gilda pushed Redheart away, before opening her talons up, letting the light glint off the razor sharp points. Her eyes were narrowed, and she hissed in anger. “Don’t trick me. I know when I’m getting lied to, and there is no way that that all can be true.”
Redheart looked away for a moment, before letting out a deep sigh. “It’s not a lie either. My treatment would give you all of that… but as the hospital slut.”
Gilda stopped for a moment, her eyes widening slightly as she simply tried to process what had been said. “C-care to repeat that?”
Redheart made sure to step back, knowing that the griffon’s anger could very easily lead to her being hurt. “The hospital slut. A woman we hire so as to take care of and comfort the patients who are terminally ill, and such like that.”
“And you were going to just make me that?”
Redheart looked down, the scream echoing against the walls. The sound of the mare clearing her throat came next, before she looked up. “Yes, because I knew you would say no. However, if you do not take this, I simply do not understand what you may be able to do with your life afterwards.” She was quiet for another moment, before muttering, “My apologies.”
Gilda was silent for even longer. Her rage should have immediately come, but looking upon the defeated mare at the end of her bed, it seemed like she truly thought this was the only option for her. She knew better though. She would recover in no time at all, and find something great to be. She tried clicking her tongue, an old habit to dismiss others, but felt it slide through the hole in her beak. She lifted a talon up, and scratched at the hole, noting the bandages still on her arms. She stared for another moment, before blinking. “What exactly would happen to me?”
Redheart sat back down slowly, but Gilda didn’t evict her, not yet at least. She swallowed hard, and clenched her hands together. “Well, the treatment causes substantial growth in the chest and rear areas of a female, as well as increasing their libido to a point where most males are at, if not much higher. Some muscle tone is loss so as to allocate the mass…” She never came out of the pause, stopping because of the talons wrapped around her arm.
“I meant, what will happen, to me? Will I still be me?”
Redheart took another deep breath, this time through the nose as she bit into her finger. “Yes. Your body will be much more accustomed for sexual situations, but your mind’s only alteration is the increased want for sex. It would be your choice to become a whore, and even then, your choice to be one outside of the job I offered.” She raised a hand tentatively, before stroking the side of Gilda’s face. “Please, this is only to try to make your life better.”
Gilda spent another long moment thinking. She glanced at the pictures, taking in the young smiles that came from them. They wanted so badly to see her succeed on the ice, and teach the idiots who doubted her a lesson or two. Now though… Gilda put her head down. “Can… can I ask you to do something for me before I answer?”
“Anything.”
Gilda's New Lease on Life
Gilda glanced up from her bed as the subtle click of her door handle turning broke her out of her thoughts. It had been almost three days since Redheart and her had first met, and the two had been talking more and more about the treatment plan. There were less extreme versions of what could be done to Gilda, but she agreed with the mare. If she didn’t get her libido raised like that, she would never be a happy slut.
Now though, Rainbow Dash was there. The mare scratched the back of her head, stretching her wings out. She was like Gilda as far as her chest went, but even flatter, as she was also shorter than the griffon. That didn’t mean seeing her old friend in tight, white shorts, and a loose blue shirt wasn’t one hell of a turn on. GIdla swallowed hard, and gently waved to Rainbow. “Hey, Dash.”
Rainbow smiled at her friend, before sliding onto the bed beside her. “Sorry I haven’t come sooner. I know how much it sucks just having to lay in a hospital bed for hours upon hours. Can drive a gal loopy, right?”
Gilda laughed a little bit. “Totally.” It was all she could say though, before scratching one set of talons with the other. She had no idea how to begin. How did you tell a mare you always liked that you were considering being a two bit whore? Rainbow seemed to understand the silence though, as the pegasus soon laid down a hand on Gilda’s talons. “Redheart told me about what she was offering to you.”
For a moment, Gilda’s vision went red, and her talons became clenched in rage. The feeling almost immediately passed, as Redheart had saved her a lot of trouble if she were honest. “R-Really? Then, you must agree with me that it’s ridiculous. Right, Dash?” No response came at first, and Gilda stretched an arm out to touch Rainbow’s shoulder. “Dash?”
Rainbow wrapped her fingers around Gilda’s wrist as small shakes came over her body. “I… I don’t know. When I saw you in the Emergency Room, you were just a bloody mess. They weren’t even sure you were going to make it, and… and it scared me so badly. To hear that she could help you…”
Gilda swallowed hard, confused by the response. “But Dash, you don’t want me to be a whore, do you?”
The blue pegasus looked away. “You… you weren’t exactly conservative with the guys who showed you a good time in the past.”
Gilda almost leapt from her bed at that, slamming a fist down instead as she screeched, “Dash!”
Rainbow threw open her arms as she yelled back, “What am I supposed to say?” The two panted for a moment before Rainbow put a hand on Gilda’s arm. “You are my best friend, and I know you. If you started fucking every guy who patted you on the ass, and it made you happy, what right do I have to bitch? You and I have always been thrill seekers, and if this allows you to continue being one…” Rainbow rubbed at her eyes, brushing away the tears. “Look, you obviously don’t want my opinion, so I’ll go.”
Gilda stood on wobbling legs, gripping Rainbow’s arm for a moment before shaking and falling forward, now wrapping her arms around her friend entirely. She whimpered, before nuzzling her face into Rainbow’s side. “I’m sorry, Dash. Just… just please don’t go. I’m scared, because I agree with you, and… and I really wanted to hear that I had another option.”
Rainbow blinked back her own tears, and wrapped her arms around Gilda. “I… I do too, Gilda. Promise.”
“There is one thing you haven’t considered.”
The two of them turned around to see Nurse Redheart standing there, the same bag as from three days ago in hand. She slowly moved forward, placing it onto the counter as she took in a deep breath. “If Gilda accepts my offer, she will need to learn a lot. How to please any sort of patron that may come in, how to help doctors relax, and things of that nature. Such treatments include stress relief, muscle relaxing, and emotional comfort by simply talking to them. Something, I believe, a rising star of The Wonderbolts could use.”
Gilda pulled on Rainbow’s shoulders, helping herself stand, even while her legs still shook. One more glance at Rainbow brought a blush to her face, and she tightened her grip. “W-what are you suggesting?”
Redheart smiled as she walked to them and placed a hand on both of theirs faces. “I’ve seen hundreds of patients, and thousands of family members. I know the life I offer is hard, but perhaps if instead of working here, you could work at a Wonderbolts hospital, even the one Rainbow Dash is stationed with, it would help. That way, if you ever felt like you were losing yourself, you could seek each other for a reminder of the past.”
The two females locked eyes with each other, before both tried to turn away, their faces tinting red as the beating of their hearts echoed in the room. Redheart did not let them escape what they had to face though, and forced the two to look again. Gilda saw the face of the one pony in her life that she had always wanted a kinder touch with, and the only she had ever opened up to. Rainbow saw her oldest, and best, friend hurt, but still trying like she always did. The two intertwined their hands, fingers to talons as their faces came closer.
“R-Rainbow, I, um, well-”
“I love you.”
Gilda looked up, staring into Rainbow’s purple eyes, tears coming to the edges of her own. “Re-really?”
Rainbow Dash looked away, her cheeks completely flushed at this point. “Well, I mean, yeah. You were my best friend back then, and I thought my heart had,” Rainbow stopped as she stepped away and looked to a wall. “Ah! I’m no good with this mushy-”
Screech!
Rainbow turned around to see Gilda, collapsed against her bed and having moved it back a few feet, the metal wheels having let their protest be known to the action. Redheart put a hand on Rainbow’s shoulder as she stepped forward, stopping the pegasus. “You two will have plenty of time to discuss, but perhaps after the treatment would be better. That way, Gilda and you can stand on equal ground. That is,” she turned back to Gilda, “if you still may want it.”
Gilda looked back to Rainbow. “I… I think so. At least, if you’ll still be with me, Dash.”
Rainbow gripped one of her arms with the other as she looked out the window. She could see the clear skies and imagined the two streaking across the clouds, just like when they were young. She wanted that to happen again so badly, because even if this process changed Gilda, so would being flightless. They were both birds of the sky, and she couldn’t be afraid of a little more heat and freedom tearing them apart. “Yeah, I do. At the very least, I know it’ll make the next part of our lives a heck of a lot more exciting.”
Gilda grinned back as the two clasped each other’s hand. “Like always, am I right?”
“Like always.”
Redheart nodded as she put a hand on Rainbow’s arm. “I’m sorry, Miss Dash, but you will need to let her go. You can sit over there, enjoy the view, but I need Gilda to myself for the procedure.”
Rainbow ran a hand through her mane as she took in a sharp breath and slowly tilted her head. “Yeah, I understand.” Once she was standing again, she turned to Redheart, fire in her eyes and a clenched, right fist. “If you hurt her though-”
The white mare stopped Rainbow with a single finger to the lips. “I assure you that I know what I’m doing. Now please, take a seat.” The two mares stared into each others’ eyes for a moment, Redheart never flinching under the heated gaze, before Rainbow turned away. The nurse finally got to then focus on her patient. “So, we’ve discussed what will be involved earlier this week, but I thought I should ask if me being undressed may make you more uncomfortable, as my hands will end up on every part of you.”
The gryphon swallowed hard as she laid back onto the bed, suddenly being very aware of the fact that she was still in her hospital gown. If she was going to go through with this, she would need to become far less modest, even if Rainbow was going to stay with her. “Umm, sure, I guess. At least then I can get a show too then, right?” She chuckled slightly, before watching Redheart slowly shrug her lab coat off.
“A show? Well, I think I can manage that.” Her white hand proceeded to let the coat drop, showing off her tight mini skirt and shirt as she leaned slightly to the left. Her fingers trailed along the hems, bringing the white skirt up ever so slightly so as to show off her cutie mark, and barely not show her underwear at the same time. Next was the shirt as the digits slid along the fine silk, before her hands spread out, covering as much of her heaving bosom as possible as she let out the slightest of moans.
Her fingers slightly indented into her flesh as she rested there, and the two mares in front of her were merely staring at this point. The older pony had always loved watching her patients at this point, especially as she undid one button at a time, but always made sure the shirt didn’t show too much. With the last undone, she let them see her giant bosom for a moment, constricted by a black bra, before turning around.
The two looked at each other, both of their faces redder than Big Mac’s coat color. Rainbow was gripping the hem of her shorts at this point, and was trying her best not to reach in, while bits of cotton showed where Gilda’s hands had been as she tried to stop from reacting to the provocative stripping. The gryphon cleared her throat, hoping to remedy her mistake. “You know, I was just joking, right?”’
Nurse Redheart bent over, flashing her voluptuous rump to them, including a pair of almost see through black panties.A single finger came back around and stroked the slit before starting to pull her underwear down. “I know, but seeing as your body will heat up during the procedure, it may be best that you’re both in the mood.” She stood back up, holding her wet underwear in one hand. “Besides, if you are ready to be so heated, it is possible for me to treat you while you and your new beloved… enjoy each other.”
Both females leaned back, staring at her before turning to each other. Instead of trying to speak to each other about doing something so intimate, they turned to what the other was doing. Rainbow saw Gilda’s gaze turn to the hand the blue pegasus currently had stuffed down her shorts, and she let out a small moan as one of her fingers pushed deeper into her nethers from the gaze. Gilda, on the other hand, was panting as she finally stopped clawing at the bed, but instead began to lift up her gown.
Rainbow’s eyes widened as she could see more of Gilda’s firm thighs, before spotting a small, pink slit, and the moisture that was running down from it. A loud gulp echoed through the room, and Rainbow began to slide her shorts off, getting the panties covering her off as well in one swift motion. Redheart smiled as she opened the bag and pulled out her first needle. “Just get that shirt off, Rainbow, and you can climb on top of Gilda. By the way, please do not worry about me getting you instead. I’m a professional.”
Rainbow bit into her cheek as she pulled her shirt off and reached back. With a small click, her bra came undone, and her tiny chest presented itself. They were definitely the smallest of the three, the flesh barely causing a rise from the rest of her chest before coming to two pointed nipples that shivered in the air. Gilda put her gown to the side just as Rainbow clambered over, and the gryphon chuckled ever so slightly. “Why do they always have to bring up what could go wrong?”
Gilda shivered as her own, average bust brushed against Rainbow’s pointed breasts, the two breathing heavily as they tried to calm down. “I-I know. I mean, why can’t they-Hey!”
Rainbow turned back to Redheart, who was currently removing the first of many needles from Gilda’s thigh. The white mare smiled at her. “As I said, you two may be together during the procedure. I’m even administering the hormonal boosts first, so as to help Gilda get in the mood. Otherwise, you two thrillseekers seem like you’re going to stay wall flowers forever.”
Rainbow narrowed her eyes, and both of them barked, “I’m not a wall flower!” at the same time. The two then laughed a bit, before Redheart chimed in.
“If you two aren’t, then why hasn’t the newly formed couple kissed yet?”
Both of them became rigid at the words, and only moved as Redheart came over and thrust a needle into Gilda’s bosom, one for each breast. The nurse looked between them as they began to move, a small yelp escaping Gilda bringing them back to reality. “Rainbow, if her lips are too scary, it would help the serums if you would start massaging Gilda’s bosom.”
The pegasus nodded for a moment before beginning to reach down, gently taking Gilda’s breasts into her hands. They were delightfully soft to the touch, her lion fur being much softer than pony hair, with her breasts yielding to her fingers, unlike any other part of the gryphon. Rainbow swallowed hard after the first squeeze, enjoying the softness as the heat inside her kept growing and growing, but never allowing her to get comfortable. “Y-you don’t mind, right?”
Gilda smiled slightly, her body trembling at the thought that she might cum from even this little teasing from Rainbow. There was a part of her that wanted to cry out that this was what she always wanted, while another wanted Rainbow to get off… get off on her. The gryphon blinked for a few moments and looked to Redheart as she hummed to herself, and thought about pushing the mare away. The nurse shouldn’t be there for her first time with Rainbow, and she could feel all of her normal hate and bile for annoyances come up. She felt her new marefriend’s leg press against her expanding thighs, and looked back to Rainbow, her mind deciding that the hate wasn’t worth it, not when it might ruin the mood. Instead, her talons shot up, pressing Rainbow’s nipples down as the large hands curled around them, her rough palms grinding against most of Rainbow’s chest. “I mind that we’re still acting like dweebs.”
Rainbow blinked at that, before a grin split over her face, and knelt down, letting her hands dig into her lover’s bosom as her lips sank against the gryphon’s neck. Her tongue pressed itself against the place where feathers met fur on Gilda, and a small coo escaped the proud female. Rainbow grinned to herself as she adjusted her grip on Gilda’s bosom, pushing up from the bottom of them so as to squish and fondle as much as she could. “Yeah, sing for me, chick.”
Gilda’s eyes widened at the word, before she moved her one hand and firmly took a hold of one of Rainbow’s nipples and yanked on it, eliciting a squeal of delight and pain from the pegasus. Gilda grinned at Rainbow as she swallowed hard, the gryphon’s other hand moving downwards, tracing along the strong, arched back that Rainbow had. She then placed her talons on the pegasus’s firm rump, squeezing into the tight muscles, despite their resistance. “So, if I’m a chick, this next part should feel like a light breeze, right?”
Rainbow swallowed hard, beads of sweat coming down her face as she and Gilda barely registered Nurse Redheart putting a salve on Gilda’s neck. They were too wrapped up in their game, of staying the dominant partner in their love making. Rainbow knew she had to get back into control before she lost it all, but before she could, she found more of her vision being blocked by Gilda’s bosom as it continued to expand.. “He-hey, your boobs are going to smother me if we don’t-” She was cut off as the talons jumped off of her butt, just before it came crashing back down with a loud smack. “Ah!”
Gilda stopped as she felt wet droplets spray onto her legs, and looked down to see the final bits of feminine juices escaping Rainbow as the Wonderbolt turned a bright crimson. She smiled, and pat Rainbow’s face. “Alright, my excited little bird, if you want to focus on my chest, go ahead. Meanwhile, I’ll make sure you get all you want.” One of her talons snaked a little lower, before circling the puckered hole back there.
Rainbow’s body stiffened, before she pushed her rump higher into the air and snuggling her face into Gilda’s still expanding bust. They were soft and warm, and hey, the talon smack did feel good, so if Gilda wanted to go further down that route, she may as well see what awaited her too. Besides, now she got to play with her favorite part of any mare.
Gilda let out another coo, her musical notes reaching into the air as she felt the slave go onto her expanding thighs, but decided not to care. She simply wanted to stay lost in the euphoria she was sinking into with Rainbow, especially as the tough mare began to suckle on her engorged nipple.
As Gilda’s talon slid into Rainbow’s rump, the other set staying out and rubbing the tight, firm ass as she got to work, the pegasus tightening up as her whole body stiffened and shook from the feeling. It was definitely odd for her to have something in there, but another pass around Gilda’s areola with her tongue as she pulled on the other let her forget. She wanted to feel good, and her lover was doing all she could want for that. Unfortunately, that also meant the heat inside her was building again, and she didn’t know how much strength she would have afterwards. “Uun... please tell me I am doing as wonderful things to you as you are to me?”
Gilda didn’t respond at first, instead pulling on Rainbow’s tail, before using the four free talons of her other hand to begin stroking Rainbow’s needy pussy. “Sorry, Dash, but we gryphons aaah-re a bit tougher than you ponies, but, mmf, I think you’re getting me there.”
Hearing this, Rainbow began to suckle harder, now pushing down on breasts just a bit bigger than her head. It was well worth it though, as a creamy liquid escaped the confines, and brought a louder screech from Gilda. That, or it may have been the hand Rainbow had snaked down and now used to rub at the gryphon’s enlarged clit.
Gilda was not about to be outdone though, and removed the one talon from Rainbow’s ass so as to push three into the pegasus’s drenched pussy. The moan of ecstasy that escaped her then was music to her ears, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer. The more milk that escaped her, or the harder Rainbow pushed on her sensitive node, the more unbearable it was to keep the primal release within her inside.
Rainbow was in no fairer a state as her body trembled. The smell of Gilda’s fur, drenched with sweat, was almost too much at this point, as all she wanted to do was cum. After her performance earlier though, she would not give in, not even as the pleasured ripped itself through her.
Neither female got what they wanted as their dams broke. A scream ripped itself from Gilda, not feeling like it came from anywhere inside of her lungs, but her spirit as fluids gushed out. Rainbow also screamed, her wings straightening out away from her back as the first bits of the climax pushed their way through her. It wasn’t anywhere near done though, as both of them shook and trembled, pressing into the other’s body and making it all the more powerful for it, especially as milk continued to gush out of Gilda’s enlarged bosom.
Once the two finally quieted, with Rainbow panting on top of Gilda, breathing against the same breast that she now used as a pillow, Redheart smiled. She turned, ready to leave and get dressed, satisfied with a job well done, when Gilda called to her. “Where are you going?”
She turned around, beaming to her patient. “I thought I might go, and let you two rest. Your body took well to the stimulants, and,” she gently caressed one of Gilda’s now plump thighs, ”you now have a body that any stallion would want, and almost any mare, would want to bed.”
Gilda grinned at that, her body feeling a bit of heat come back as she thought about how Redheart was looking at her. She would have never thought about doing the nurse after what her and Rainbow had just done normally, but she could also feel her ability to push it back. To fight it. “Including you?”
Redheart placed a hand on her own chest as she smiled. “Do you really think you beat me?”
Gilda spread her legs slightly, rousing Rainbow Dash in the process. “Well, why don’t you come prove that to me?”
The white mare shook her head. “I would love to, but I would rather not-”
Gilda turned to Rainbow. “Hey, can you believe this? I’m trying to be nice, take a stride towards what she wanted me to be, and thank her for…” she blinked a few times as her breath caught, and she grabbed Rainbow’s hand. “F-for all of this, and she won’t take it.”
Redheart’s face softened at that, and she placed a hand on Gilda’s shoulder, her own bosom hanging over the two. “I’m flattered by the gesture, but I want to let you two to have this to yourselves.”
Rainbow spoke up this time. “Hey, I have to get used to sharing this horny bird no matter what, so… why not with a mare that I know has no interest? Besides, Gilda and I aren’t exactly what you would call the romantic types, would you?”
Reddheart smirked. “I still don’t think I saw a kiss between you two.”
A chuckle escaped Rainbow as Gilda burst out laughing, both of them shaking their heads. “Oh, and what we just did absolutely needed a kiss to mean something? We can do that all we want before bed each night.”
Rainbow licked her lips. “Well, maybe after a midnight drink.”
Redheart almost felt a tear come to her eye as she watched the two laugh at each other. Both so strong, confident, and now without fear. She finally let her fears slip away, something she had never been able to for the other girls that had gone through this. They always could go to the seedier places for better, more constant sex, but for once, she just knew. Knew that Gilda wouldn’t, and that thought let her slip onto the bed, smiling as the two females in front of her held each others’ hands again, paying her no attention.