Double Trouble

(Just to warn you.. This chapter is weird. It starts off in third-person then goes to the other character viewpoints. It also has shecks.)

“Okay, look. I just woke up in hospital after losing my friends and my life in a car crash. I was tackled, injected with a needle, and woke up strapped to a bed. This was all done by small, talking cartoon ponies. I don’t know whether my sanity is intact or if this is all a very vivid dream, so.. forgive me for pinning you here, but I’m just trying to be careful,” Hector hastily explained to his temporary prisoner.

In his hindsight, he realized that this was a little bit extreme, but he didn’t want to take any chances. He had too many things in his mind and was having a very difficult time processing them. A human wearing a tuxedo, who just conveniently happened to be there, was not helping - who wears a tux as casual clothing!?

“Look, man. I think the most reasonable thing to do is-” Zero started, but then he quickly retaliated by kneeing his black-clothed captor in the stomach. Hector recoiled and let go of Zero’s shoulders so he could soothe his stomach. However, he didn’t have enough time to do so as Zero then threw him onto the floor. With a thud, Hector landed on the clean, tiled ground, dazed. The tuxedo-clad man towered over Hector as the monkey-suit wearer brought a foot down onto his chest, pinning him on the floor.

“Listen, The past few hours were - stop struggling! - the past few hours were really stressful for me, too. I want answers as much as you do, but I’ll be the one asking the questions here. Deal?” There was no point in Hector struggling to get free, so he simply complied while thinking of a way to escape.

“First thing’s first: Where am I?” asked Zero. Although he already had a good guess as to where he was, he wanted some sort of outside confirmation.

“Your guess is as good as mine, man. I have no idea,” replied Hector. This was half the truth. Like Zero, Hector had a good idea on where he was but he refused to believe it. It just made no sense!

“What?! What do you mean, you don’t know?” growled the tuxedo man. Irritation was clearly present in his voice. The bothersome hipster in black had to know something!

“Meaning, I DO NOT know where we are or how we got here. All I remember is-” Hector switched the tables on Zero: Hector violently flipped onto his stomach, tripping up Zero due to his foot being on the other human's chest, Hector quickly got on his feet, dusting himself off in front of a bewildered Zero. Escape was this guy’s specialty.

“Before you come at me again, just hear me out. I do not know how we got here but I do know that I don’t wanna start any problems with perhaps the only human in this place.” Hector gave Zero his hand and helped the other human to his feet. Zero looked up to the ceiling, lost in his own troubled thoughts.

“I’m so sorry for attacking you, bro. I was under alot of stress and I was so overcome with relief when I found you. Guess I was a little ecstatic.... My name’s Hector.” said the apologetic young man. Once again, he extended his arm to greet his fellow man; doing it the right way this time.

“Ecstatic? Stress? My ass.. the name’s Zero. Nice to meetcha.. I guess.” Zero replied, breaking free from his stupor. They shook hands and managed to keep physical confrontation to a minimum, at least they thought they did on the latter. As they let go of each other’s hands, they sat down on the floor. Neither of them saying a word. Both men took comfort in the hallways calm, silent darkness. Hector’s eyelids grew heavy. After all the craziness that had occurred in the past few hours, it was nice to get a moment of peace. Before he could fall asleep, Zero spoke up, breaking the serene silence.

“Hey,” he said, out of the blue.

“Snort. Huh? Oh, what is it?” said Hector, groggy. He was about to have some shut-eye when the monkey suit man robbed him of that.

“What happened when you woke up in this hospital?” asked Zero. He specifically remembered the nurse-pony he met, Nurse Redheart, checking on him and later telling him she was going to check on a patient with a similar anatomy as his.

“Well, I woke up after.. never mind that. I woke up in what looked like a hospital room. I got up and checked myself for any damage. After that, a.. nurse walked in to check on me but.. it wasn’t the kind of nurse you would expect to see!” Hector cried. He could not - he would not believe it but in reality, he knew that none of this was fabricated.

I knew it! He saw her too. This is really happening after all, Zero thought. “So.. how exactly did you get here, by the way? My memory’s a little foggy at the moment, but the last thing I remember is being shot in the head by some guy who came to steal my stuff,” he said, “but that’s all in the past now.”

You seem pretty calm about that, thought Hector. “Damn, man. I’m sorry... I-I got in a car crash. I really wanted to avoid saying that. It only reminds me of the life I just lost and all the things I never got to do but it is what it is. Anyway, next thing I knew was that I woke up on a bed and.. you know the re-” Hector explained, but the sound of hooves on the floor stopped their conversation abruptly.

The same nurse pony from earlier walked into the hallway and looked at the two human men on the floor. “Well, I’m glad you two have met.. and managed not to kill each other in the process,” the nurse - who both humans recognized as Nurse Redheart from My Little Pony - said, standing in front of them.

Hector and Zero both stood up, towering high above the female pony.

“Uh, hello nurse. How are you?” Hector asked, awkwardly. Zero just snickered behind him.

“I’ll ask how you got out of your restraints later. Right now, I want the both of you to return to your rooms and-” Before she could continue, Zero cut her off.

“Look, Nurse Redheart. We have no idea how we got here or where we really are. So before we do anything else, we will get some answers.” Zero said. He wanted answers and he wanted them now, dammit!

“Very well. What would you like to know?” Redheart asked. Zero scooted his fellow human to the side and began his interrogation.

“Where are we?” he asked, first of all.

“You’re in Equestria, of course. If you’re asking specifically, you would be in the Ponyville Hospital at this moment,” she replied, “and both of you are here because of critical injuries,” Redheart explained. Both humans had stony expressions. Did they hear that correctly? Did she really just say-

“Equestria! Ponyville! Is that what you said?” asked Hector in disbelief. Zero, however, had his suspicions confirmed. “You’re- you’re bluffing right?”

“No, I am not. You two are in Ponyville, the nicest town this side of Equestria. Anything else?” she replied. Hector would have to save his pent-up frustration some other time, right now he wanted to know one last thing. He stepped in front of the tuxedo man and spoke up:

“Where was I found?” he asked. He was dying to know as much as he could.

“You were found next to a building called the Carousel Boutique. According to the mares who found you, you appeared right outside with massive bleeding and cuts around your body. You were brought in, the surgeons stitched up your wounds, got rid of the dried blood and healed the scars using magic.” she explained. Hector looked at her dumbfounded. He got the message; he was in a cartoon. He was in Ponyville.

Carousel Boutique.. mares.. magic.. nurse-pony.. seems legit enough, Hector’s mind was on overload. All those words just baffled him, yet he just shook his head.

“Okay...” he simply stated.

“Well, now that that’s done, can you both go to your beds, please?” she asked. Redheart was growing tired of saying that over and over again.

“Yeah, sure. I’m going back to bed. That’s about as much as my sanity can take. I am in desperate need of some shut-eye... I can tell tomorrow’s going to be a very, very busy day. Good-bye and good night.” Hector bade good-bye to the two individuals and made his way back to his room to get some well-deserved sleep and think things over.

Leaving behind the tuxedo-clad man, Zero, and the now seemingly-‘real’ Nurse Redheart.

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(Dovah)

As I left the weirdo and the nurse, I started my walk back to my room - the words Ponyville and Equestria were buzzing in my head like an angry hornet. I was actually in MLP, in Ponyville, no less! I contemplated the idea that my mind was just creating all this but, again, that was just not the case. I felt the floor underneath my feet, I could breathe in the air, I talked to the nurse and I felt the pain from when that guy in the tux pinned me.

“Zero? ..What kind of name is ‘Zero’?” I said. I was oddly surprised that he didn’t look like that kid from ‘Holes’. He seemed trustworthy enough but I still didn’t know much about him - I would have to keep a close eye on him.

It wasn’t long until I reached the place where it all began, the hospital room I woke up in. I opened the door to reveal the simple, blue colored room. I glanced at the bed, noticing the loosened belts from my improbable escape. I turned to look at the window; the night peered through the white shutters, giving the bland room a tranquil atmosphere. I walked in and closed the door behind me. I took off my jacket and threw it to the corner of the room. I shuffled towards the bed, knock of my shoes and placing them next to the bed. The white mattress and and purple quilt beckoning me. I crawled into the bed, experiencing a euphoric sensation traveling across my tired, achy back.

“Rainbow Dash should have loved to stay here...” I said absentmindedly. Quickly reminding myself of where I was, I started to ponder my next step when I leave for ‘Ponyville’. Where do I go? What do I do? Should I meet all the characters or avoid them? Should I settle down in this place or should I try to find a way back? Fuck it! I’ll just have to see what happens tomorrow and just go with it.

I thought I heard a female moan through the wall. I brushed it off as my imagination. My mind is tired and needs rest. I covered myself in the violet quilt, ready to see what escapades I would get into with the ‘ponies’ tomorrow.

I drifted into a deep sleep. It was one of the best I had in weeks..

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THUMP!

I was awakened by a painful blow to my torso. I looked up to see who the perpetrator was but my vision was blocked by a set of golden eyes.

“You do exist! I knew it!” a mint pony with yellow peepers and sea-foam highlights greeted my vision. It was female by sound of it. I moved my head back in confusion, gaining a better look at the room and this pony. The door was blocked by a wooden chair, possibly to let anyone else in. I looked back to the pony - she was on top of me, lightly jumping on me with a deranged smile on her. I moved my hands towards her to get her off but she grabbed them with her hooves (somehow) and inspected them.

“You actually have them! You have hands! Oh my goodness, you have hands!” said the pony. Her grin was getting larger to the point where it looked like she was going to break her jaw.

“What the hell? Get off me!” I yelled as I snatched my hands back. She still had that psychotic grin plastered on her face. She started to playfully bounce on me yet again. I looked down her sides and spotted her cutie mark: a harp.. or lyre, if you want to be specific. Obsession with hands, mint or aqua coat with sea-foam highlights, and harp for a cutie mark. Yep, this had to be Lyra.

“Oh, you are so handsome too.” She trailed her hoof down my chest and stopped at my stomach. Her eyelids closed halfway and her smile shortened to a seductive one. I knew where this was going, I had to act fast! “I wonder...” Lyra started rubbing her ‘lower section’ on my crotch, letting out excited moans. Uh, no thank you.

“Hell no!” I quickly grabbed her by her sides and flipped her on the bed, to her surprise. I grabbed the purple quilt and hastily wrapped her in it - avoiding her spastic hooves from meeting my face. I fell off the bed and went to scoop up my shoes and jacket. The knot I tied was not going to last. If she gets out... I might want to avoid thinking about that.

“Don’t run from me! I’ve never seen a human!” the mint, deranged pony yelled from the her violet prison. I speedily tied my converse and put on my jacket. I heard ripping noises from behind but ignored them to get to the blocked door - I wouldn’t dare look back.

I kicked the wooden chair out of my way in desperation, all the while hearing sexual threats being spewed at me from the maniac that was Lyra. I grasped the knob and turned, awaiting salvation. However, the knob refused to comply; the door was locked from the other side!

I felt my feet give way and found myself hitting the floor, hard. I was in pain, the world was spinning, my head felt fuzzy, and I saw a mint blob enter my disoriented vision. I moved my arms in action but the blob pinned them down - I saw a point on it glowing and noticed my hands wrapped in the same aura. My vision went back to normal. The blob was Lyra, her right eye was twitching, she had that deranged smile on again, and the quilt was in tatters.

“Fuck.” I said in defeat.

“I will...” she replied. Lyra licked my neck - and her tongue was ice-cold.

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“AAHHH!!” I screamed in fear. I rose up and saw... nothing. Nothing at all except for the same hospital room I saw before. The walls were the same color, the bed was fine, I wasn’t being abused by a cartoon three feet shorter than me, and my shoes and jacket were right where they were. Everything was the same as the I left it the previous night. Only difference was the window - instead of the comfy moonlight, I was greeted by a beautiful sunrise, the orange rays painting the hospital room. I removed the quilt and inspected the bed, no psychotic, rapist pony here.

“Just a fucking nightmare. A really bad one.” I sighed in relief, thankful it was all a dream. Out of nowhere, I heard the door knob move and a split-second later, the nurse-pony, Nurse Redheart, entered the room. A relaxed look on her face.

Well, time to start my first day in Ponyville.. I mentally reminded myself as the nurse gave a warm smile.

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(Shad)

While the other guy left to go to his bed, I hung around for a few minutes. Nurse Redheart looked at me expectantly, so I eventually made my way to my own bed.

Redheart sighed as I laid down. “Sorry about all that.. I, uh.. we don’t come from around here.” I apologized meekly.

“Yes, yes. I could tell from your anatomy. It isn’t anything like anything we’ve ever seen. Yet, you’ve got as much intelligence as us, so you must have been taught somehow. I will assume that you are as smart as any other pony while dealing with you, so if I am too strict, forgive me.” With that, she turns around and begins to head towards the door. Before she can go, though, I call out - “Wait!” Redheart turns around with an expectant look on her face.

“Yes?”

“I would like to know.. would you happen to be Nurse Redheart?”

“...Yes, did another patient tell you?”

“No, I..” I muttered. Shit, I thought, it’s really her.. now I’ve gotta think of some way to explain how I know.. “Well, er, you’re kinda famous in the land I come from. We’ve got groups of us who enjoy watching events in Ponyville.” ..Close enough to the truth.

Redheart paused for a few seconds. “Famous? Me? I don’t see why.. I’m just your average nurse-pony,” she said, seeming a little distant before responding, “.. how do your kind view us? A sort of magic? Do members of your species have horns..?”

“Uh, no, none of us have horns. I guess you could say we have a created form of magic, though,” I replied, “which allows us to view things from afar, lift heavy objects, and a lot of other convenient things.”

“Hmm.. your culture sounds much more interesting than ours.”

“No.. trust me, the place we live in is a true hell compared to Equestria.”

“A true what?”

“... Er, nevermind. It’s a really bad place that some of us humans believe in.”

“Interesting.. I would like to further study your anatomy and the history of your species as soon as possible,” Redheart concluded, “but for tonight, you should rest.” She began to leave once more, but I couldn’t help another outburst.

“But.. I’m not even tired. I couldn’t be more awake after what happened.”

Again, she stopped, but it seemed she was less irritated than the first time. “Ah, yes, your injury.. I could see why such an impact to your skull would keep you alert,” Nurse Redheart said, “but tell me, how exactly did such an injury occur?”

I laid silently for a moment. “I guess you could say it was one of the many darker sides to the magic we own. A side of our magic that is meant to take lives.” I told her, with a grim tone. “Not often at all do people live on after damage like I had. I still can’t believe I’m in.. this great place.” If I’m really and truly in Equestria, I thank whatever greater power arranged this..

“You’re alive,” Redheart states, “and that’s what we strive for.”

“.. That’s.. wonderful of you to do. Did you become a nurse for that kind of thing?” I asked.

“I did. Saving lives.. I wanted to do that ever since I was just a little filly. Cutie marks never seem to be wrong. Mine is no exception - I’m good at what I do, and I love doing it.”

“I wish I had the bravery or talent of doctors and nurses.. they save people no matter how gruesome the injury, and have precision better than the best archers.”

“Everyone has their own special talent. If you haven’t found yours yet, you will someday. Everypony in Equestria will tell you the same thing.”

“..Thanks. I didn’t think so at first, but you’re actually really nice, aren’t you?”

Redheart rolled her eyes and sighed. “It’s hard, sometimes, working a job like this. You have to see things you never wanted to see and deal with crazed patients on a daily basis. It’s hard to stay sympathetic all the time.”

“I know.. well, I kind of know how you feel. Everyone around your workplace is dying or insane, and you’re one of the only ponies that aren’t. I feel sorry for ya, but if you’re able to look past all that stuff.. you must be a real tough woman.”

“Tough?.. No, I still can’t quite bear to look at the more excruciating surgical procedures. I simply hand the tools to the surgeon pony, and not much else.”

“Still, you must be very nice if you’re only in the job for the pleasure of bringing patients back to health.”

“.. You’re an odd one. Why do you compliment me so..? It’s.. simply my job to save lives. I like doing it, but..”

“Have you ever had another patient so near death? If you did, you’d know that they would remember you until they truly died. What you do.. is not simply a job. It requires patience, kindness, and a true passion!” I exclaimed, interrupting her in mid-sentence.

Redheart looked away for a moment, an embarrassed smile on her face. “You’re too kind. I’m not sure if I deserve those words, but you seem to be a different breed of patient, both in mindset and species. Many of the ponies here would just like to be free from this place, or they’d be grateful only to the doctors themselves.”

“Nurses help doctors. If they didn’t help them, the patients might not have enough time.”

“I.. guess you’re right. I hadn’t really taken that into consideration before. Thank you for the kind words.”

“Don’t mention it. I got lots more where that came from,” I joke.

The nurse-pony walked back over to the bed I was currently lying in, her hooves making little clopping noises as she made her way over to me. “You’re the nicest patient I’ve had that I can remember right now. I wish I had something to give to you, but my money probably isn’t worth much where you come from. If you’re going back later, that is.”

It took me a moment to decide, but the overall choice was very easy to make. “Nah, I think I’ll stay in Equestria for a while. This place is pretty awesome, especially if the other ponies out there are anything like you.”

At that, Redheart grinned almost uncharacteristically, transforming the face with frown lines into a mask of joy. “I think I know what you deserve. I hope you’ll remember me like you said.. your words feel better to me than you’ll ever know,” she said, beaming, “and .. I hope what I do next doesn’t come off too badly.”

With the last sentence, she surprised me and jumped onto the bed with a feminine grunt. She was still smiling a little, the pearly-white teeth peeping out at me. Nurse Redheart shuffled above my body and laid on top of me in the hospital bed, bringing her face close to mine. “This is oddly nice,” I commented, quickly and effortlessly brushing off the fact that I was about to get screwed by a pony. She blushed a little, but nevertheless I began to run my hands through the nurse-pony’s pink hair, gently untying it and allowing it to fall into straight strands.

Though I had never seen Redheart without her hair done in a bun, she didn’t seem to mind right now. I could easily tell that this wasn’t her first time, but Redheart still seemed to have a lack of confidence in her movements, coming off as a bit shy with her body - surprising, considering her career.

“I’d like to study your anatomy.. a little more intimately..” she suggested in a soft undertone. Nurse Redheart allowed me to pull her closer, and I lightly licked the corners of her mouth. Giggling a little, she allowed my tongue entry, and we exchanged saliva as my left hand pulled her into the kiss, and my right rested on her rump, squishing and rotating it in my palm.

Passionately intertwining tongues, I felt her hold onto my back with her two front hooves. Redheart’s back legs, on both sides of me, lowered her moist opening onto my pants, where I could feel the warmth even through the fabric. She began to rub herself up and down, teasing my privates and pushing herself further into my tongue’s embrace. I quickly fumbled with my fancy black pants, cursing the thing’s complexity.

It felt weird to be doing this with another species, but.. it also felt truly right in my mind. After a few seconds of the merciless grinding, Redheart pulled out of my kiss and simply used her teeth to toss my pants off. Following her example, I swiftly throw off my tuxedo and the underwear I had worn underneath the pants. I was so hard at this point that all of me yearned to fill the inside of Nurse Redheart’s already sopping wet pink pussy. Redheart gasped as she laid her eyes on my member, eyes growing wide in surprise and a bit of fear.

I wondered what exactly was wrong, so I asked. “What is it?”

“You’re.. you’re very well endowed.” she replied, blinking slowly.

“I thought you did a full body check-up? Wouldn’t you already know?”

“It was limp, but.. at the time, I didn’t know that.. I had thought you had rigor mortis.. from your near-death..” She still seemed somewhat taken-aback.

“Eh..?”

“How will I ever fit this inside of me..?!” Redheart said, sounding worried.

“I dunno.. let’s find out!” I cried suddenly, using my hands to take the advantage while I could.

Before she knew it, I had rolled over on top of her and held her back hooves to each side, spreading her legs and letting little dribbles of bodily fluids leak from her snatch.

“Wait, I don’t think it’ll..” Redheart started, partially covering her eyes with her hooves, but I wasn’t quite ready to insert yet. I grabbed her flank with my left hand, shaking my hair a little before I lowered my head towards the inviting gap. Settling my face upon her mound, I brought my right hand near it and dipped my thumb as far as it would go into the very top of her vagina, feeling for the knot. My finger felt around it in circles at the beginning, then I was scratching and prodding as I forced my tongue out of my mouth and inside the gaping hole, licking the odd-tasting yet addictive fluids from her insides.

I was barely aware of the shrieking and moaning I was eliciting from her, but my actions were making it hard to control myself. In the instinctual haze, I grabbed both of her hind legs roughly below her flanks and drilled my tongue further inside her. I opened and closed my mouth several times to swallow the stream of juices now flooding from Redheart’s stimulated opening. I could hear a scream as I ate her out, then with a final triumphant lick, a splash of her vaginal fluids coated the lower portion of my face.

I knew I was already harder than I’d ever been in my entire life, but I had to steal a glance at Nurse Redheart’s face. It was contorted in exhaustion, she was panting heavily and drooling slightly from the corner of her mouth. When she noticed my observation, Redheart tried to smile, with little success. I wiped her juices off of my face and grabbed my rock-hard penis with my slightly-moistened right hand.

Nurse Redheart tried to make a protest, but her efforts were wasted in the deep-throated breaths she was taking. With a little grin, I poked at the entrance and slowly circled my tip around the outside of the vagina. Placing the whole shaft on the lips of her pussy, I thrusted forward and backward, teasing her back for earlier as my cock stroked a little bit of her insides with every movement. The light moaning began once again.

I already felt ready to explode everywhere from all this playing, so I decided to end teasing her abruptly. Grabbing my manhood again, I pressured it into position just in front of the pre-lubricated opening and pushed the tip in slowly. Nurse Redheart was attempting to hold in the unladylike noises now, but I could still hear a little come through her mouth.

The rest of the thick rod sank in rather swiftly inside of the moistened cave of quickly tightening pink flesh. A feeling of euphoria broke through the dullness that usually came with visiting a hospital, a feeling that overcame much of my other emotions at the time. Her insides quivered around my hard member as I stopped deep inside of her - the only portion of my privates still visible was the package itself. With an odd feeling of accomplishment, I laid a hand on her stomach and felt the lower part of it, finding the hard little bump my penis had now created.

Grabbing the right side of her stomach and holding her left leg high in the air, I ignored Redheart’s cries for me to stop and continued to push all the way inside with every rough thrust I could manage. I grunted with each forceful entry, averting my face from the nurse-pony’s uncontrollable bucking as she came for the second time in a row, so close to the first. The warm and wet pussy juice let me propel myself into her even faster than before, and Redheart seemed to have trouble taking air in.

I felt the intensity come upon me before I could even believe it, and I bent over Redheart and grabbed her shoulders. Using this new leverage to pound my erect cock all the way to the entrance to her womb, I couldn’t hold back myself any longer. The heavy pressure on my penis only built further even as I tried with all my might to hold the inevitable off. Some tears streamed down Nurse Redheart’s face, but her moans were high in ecstasy and pleasure.

Biting my lower lip with the intense rush of satisfaction that had started to creep over me, I couldn’t handle the knot that was threatening. Pressing myself inside Redheart one last time, I shot my load far into her with a final scream rising from her throat. The hot and sticky whitish semen coated the nurse’s violently trembling insides and poured out around my cock as I panted just as heavily as she had been. Nurse Redheart was now visibly shaking from the experience and had her tongue lolling out from her renewed and even worsened heavy breathing.

I was exhausted, exhausted worse than ever before. I pulled out my dick slowly and carefully, examining the dribble of cum rolling out along with it with a strange interest. Suddenly feeling the need to take a nap, I dropped my member and laid down on Nurse Redheart, taking her breath into my own mouth as I wrapped my tongue around hers and kissed her deeply. She pulled into it at first, but her head tilted back after a few seconds, and she was unconscious right then and there. Briefly noting this fact, I then buried my face into her wonderfully soft and furry chest, approaching my own dreamland for the night.