Hero Worship

“Go into town! Get help! I’ll distract it!”

“But, the mushrooms!”

“Forget the Goddamn mushrooms, kids!”

“Ooh, you said a bad word!”

“RUN!”

From a great distance a voice came to me. “You’re OK, Jordan. You’re going to be fine.”

“I can’t move!” I called out. “I can’t feel anything!”

“Just relax, and try to open your eyes.”

It felt like lifting a garage door with my bare hands, but I was finally able to open my eyes to tiny slits. I was lying in a hospital room, with Nurse Redheart looking down at me. I recognized the beautiful earth pony from the rather embarrassing physical she’d administered after I’d arrived in Equestria. Worry and relief were found together in her lovely features.

“What do you remember, Jordan?” she asked me.

“The forest...” I croaked as my memories began to return. “It came out of the forest...”

It had all started with Sugarcube Corner’s latest culinary invention, the mushroom muffin. As the famous bakery’s barista and assistant chef, not to mention the Cake family’s backup foalsitter, I’d taken young Pound and Pumpkin Cake to gather wild mushrooms on the edge of the Everfree Forest. The area was supposed to be safe, but just as we finished filling our baskets a manticore had suddenly ran out of the forest towards us, as if being chased by something even more terrifying.

“We were collecting mushrooms,” I recalled, “and a manticore— oh, God, a-are the twins OK?” I breathed hard, dreading the answer.

“Yes, Pound and Pumpkin are fine.” Nurse Redheart put her hoof on my chest. I could see her touch me, but I felt nothing but the pounding in my chest and my sense of relief. “You distracted the manticore long enough that they could get help.”

“Thank you, thank you,” I weeped. “I can’t imagine what I’d do if anything happened to them...”

“But, Jordan, I also have bad news. The manticore stung you several times in your left arm. I’m afraid we had to amputate to stop the poison from spreading.”

A cold weight sank like a block of ice into my soul. “Huh? My arm?”

“You’re going to be largely paralyzed for a few days, but you’ll be fine.”

“Please, nurse, i-it can’t be true!” I couldn’t turn my head, but I knew she was telling the truth. My right arm was numb, but my left was simply gone.... forever! “My arm? My arm!”

“I’m so sorry, Jordan.” I saw tears shimmer in Nurse Redheart’s eyes. “We did everything we could. The amputation saved your life. Everypony in Ponyville is grateful for what you did.”

I closed my eyes again and sobbed, willing all of this to be a bad dream. Why did these things keep happening to me? I’d already been caught up in a freak magical accident that left me stranded in a land of talking horses. I couldn’t imagine a life with only one arm. “How will I write? How will I, erm... take care of myself?”

“There’s a team of humanologists in Canterlot working on a prosthetic arm for you as we speak,” Nurse Redheart assured me. I slowly opened my eyes again to see her hoof slowly moving down my chest. “They’ll use changeling magic to bind it to your body, and make you better than new. In a few weeks, you’ll forget you weren’t born with it. As for the other thing... something tells me you’ll never need to ‘take care of yourself’ ever again.”

I screamed in utmost terror. “You cut off my dick, too?”

Redheart just smiled gently. “Your dick should work fine. In fact, I’d love to test it out right now.” The hoof down below stopped moving, and the beautiful nurse leaned forward to whisper in my ear:

“There is nothing I find more arousing than a stallion who risks his life to protect innocent foals. And I know I’m not the only one.”

“N-nurse, what are you doi—mmmff?!” Nurse Redheart’s lips crushed against mine, her eyes closed. Her tongue pressed into my mouth, exploring, tasting... and then it was all taken away from me. She pulled away, her lipstick smudged, and she gave a deep, moaning sigh.

“N-Nurse Redheart!” My heart and my mind were racing with strange feelings. I hadn’t felt like this since high school and my first kiss with the girl in my English class... what was her name again? I couldn’t remember anything about her, or Earth, or humanity. Nothing made sense except the sight of the beautiful mare before me.

“Jordan, please, allow me.” I saw that sexy white nurse cap move downwards as Redheart left a trail of lipstick kisses down my neck. “But I-I’ve never been with a pony before...” I protested.

“Then let me be your first.” I heard Redheart’s kisses without feeling them as they went down my torso. I felt a warmness, a slow unthawing at my crotch. My cock erected up into my sight, pushing away a paper covering as thin as tissue. A tear of relief rolled down my paralyzed cheek as Nurse Redheart’s panting lips approached my manhood with loud, wet smacks. At least my faithful companion had survived the manticore attack.

But nopony had ever seen me naked before, even Redheart. I’d covered my shame with a towel during that first physical. The nurse meant well, but she’d surely be disgusted at my shape, so different from a stallion’s. Finally her tender lips reached my erection and paused... and there was hunger in her smile.

“I’m sorry, nurse, I know it must be...”

“It’s amazing,” Redheart whispered. “Any patient deserves the best of care, but a stallionhood like this ought to be worshipped. So huge...” She stuck out her tongue and licked my head, dampening it with a drop of saliva. “So tasty...”

“I’m hallucinating! This can’t be happening!”

“Get used to it, Jordan. Your secret’s out. You’re one male in a million. This is going to be happening a lot.”

“Nurse, please!” Nurse Redheart must have heard the panic in my voice, because her descent slowed and her kisses ceased. “Patient is resisting,” she said, as if to an unseen voyeur. “Checking for affirmative consent.”

“Wha—wha?”

Redheart looked up at me kindly. “I know this is stressful, Jordan, but bear with me for one minute. If you really want me to leave your cock alone, all you have to do is say so.”

I gulped. “Please l-... please... Nurse Redheart, please!”

“I thought so. Now, say ‘Nurse Redheart, suck my cock.’ Take command, and order me to blow you, loud and clear.”

“Please, Nurse Redheart, suck my cock!” The words fled from my mouth, heedless of who else might be hearing them. From the depths of despair I’d been thrown into the corniest of porn fantasies, and I couldn’t resist the forbidden temptation I was being offered. “Please, I’m begging you!”

“Oh, it will be my pleasure.” Nurse Redheart lowered her head, never breaking eye contact. Her horsey lips wrapped around me and her mouth tugged insistently at my crown, her breathing coming in equine snorts and pants. “Mmm...” Her plentiful drool slid down my shaft as her nostrils widened, taking in my scent. She seemed utterly entranced by my cock, in a way human girls never had.

“Fuck... nurse... you feel so good!” Since arriving in Equestria I hadn’t had any companionship except my own now amputated hand. Males were a rare commodity here, but I’d never participated in the dating scene. Instead I’d looked longingly at happy couples like the Cakes, too shy to try my luck, too embarrassed to put my dick in a horse.

What an idiot! I could have been feeling this the whole time! On Earth I’d been just an average guy. Here, I was an exotic, desirable alien!

“This is simply superb, Jordan.” Nurse Redheart eyed my slippery erection like a masterpiece of her own making, licking it from base to tip. “It’s such a shame that you’ve been hiding it from me... from every mare in Ponyville. Perhaps you were trying to protect us. You knew that once we had a taste, we wouldn’t be able to stop.”

Redheart took a deep breath and bobbed her head down onto my shaft. She gagged once, solely as if to flatter my size, and then swallowed me to the root. I felt my head slipping in and out of the bend of her neck, popping in and out of her throat, each squeeze and convulsion a symphony of oral masturbation as she worked her deep, deep throat on my straining prick.

“Nurse, I’m going to cum! I’m sorry, but it’s been so long!”

“Jfft let it out.” Nurse Redheart’s voice was muffled as she tried to remove my cock from out of her mouth, but she couldn’t resist sucking and licking at the head, despite my warning. A final slide of her wet tongue up my shaft pushed me over the edge into a massive and long awaited climax.

It was the kind of orgasm that would have set my thighs shaking and my toes curling, but today the only muscles that could move were the ones devoted to pumping my cum. My lungs shuddered as I gasped and tried to keep breathing. It felt like all the cum I’d wasted over my months in Equestria was coursing through my cock. So much sperm, no longer lost into tissues, flushed down toilets or shamefully washed from my soiled hands, but brought to a woman... to a mare who could appreciate it.

Nurse Redheart appreciated it indeed. She gulped thirstily, and sputtered, until finally the stream became too much for her and my gleaming seed spewed from her mouth and soaked the fur around her muzzle. She panted with flustered desire and buried her snout at the base of my cock, sniffing the sweat of my exertions as she licked her lips.

“To think that little Redheart was the first in Equestria to taste your hero’s seed...” Stars sparkled in the mare’s eyes as she looked lovingly up at my slowly softening pillar. “Gosh, I love being a nurse!”

“Can I return the favour?” I asked. “Can I at least give you a lick?” I wiggled my tongue as best I could. I hadn’t tasted pussy since Earth. Redheart’s scent was strong and it had my mouth watering.

“Naughty, naughty,” Redheart chided me as she wiped her muzzle and licked the last few strands of cum from her hoof. “I’m a professional, on duty.”

“But you just—”

A gentle chime sounded throughout the hospital. “Oh, look at that! It’s 5 p.m. I’m off duty~”

With a motorized hum, my bed lowered and Nurse Redheart climbed atop me. She backed her full, rounded plot towards my face, her tail flagging to show me the female treasure between her back thighs. At once I knew how Nurse Redheart had felt when she first saw my cock. Her marehood was strange and bizarrely shaped... yet undeniably desirable. As I watched, those lips parted gently, her clit winked out, and a slow trickle of arousal dribbled onto my chin.

I wanted to taste it! It was so close! I could smell the thick, sweet musk pouring off of Redheart’s flanks like fog on the ocean. I could hear her squishing winks and the fleshy sounds as she raised her hoof to press against her clit. That tempting pussy sat right in front of me... but I couldn’t reach it! I couldn’t move! Those large, firm teats were pressing into my chest, but I couldn’t even feel them! All I could do was watch, as surely as if the real live mare masturbating before me was nothing but a dirty film reel passed secretly from one stallion to another.

“P-please, Nurse Redheart, let me lick you!” A simple request had gotten me the blowjob, so perhaps I thought I could bend the mare to my will again. I tried to make my voice sound commanding, but I heard my words come out as a pitiful whine.

“No, Jordan, it’s not safe. You’re paralyzed.” Redheart’s hoof never stopped working her clit as she admonished me. “If I rode your face the way I long to, you wouldn’t be able to tell me when you needed air. No, you just relax and enjoy the show.”

I tried... honestly, I tried. Redheart’s hoof was a blur, and her sweet grunts and groans filled the air, drowning out the beeping of machinery and the droning of the hospital announcements. But I couldn’t help longing for the taste I was being denied. I was hardly Earth’s greatest lover, but I lived for the feeling of sensitive flesh quivering under my lips as I warmed a woman up or gently cooled her down. I knew I could please a mare in this magical new world... if only Redheart would give me the chance!

“Ohhh! Oh, Jordan... the hero of Ponyville... this precious moment when nopony else knows how delightfully submissive you are, and I have you all... to... MYSELF!”

Nurse Redheart cried out with pleasure and squirted thick sheets of marecum across my face. I helplessly accepted her sweet and fragrant cream as it splattered all over me, filling my nose with that insistent scent that reminded me of nights of passion back on Earth. Soaked sheets, good night cuddles, and the smell of instant coffee the morning after....

This was what I wanted, I suddenly realized. I was tired of feeling sorry for myself! Equestria was my home for the rest of my life, so why shouldn’t I find a beautiful woman, and make love to her every night, in a bed that we shared? So what if the woman had more legs than I did?

Nurse Redheart turned around with a satisfied smile. She kissed me on the cheek and licked her cream delicately off my lips. “Just a bit of motivation to help you get well,” she told me. “Don’t feel bad, you’ll be giving me plenty of screaming orgasms once you’ve recovered.”

I couldn’t let the moment pass by. “Nurse, you’re so lovely... could we go on a date when I’m feeling better? Not just sex, but maybe more?”

“Tch.” Nurse Redheart frowned and shook her head with disapproval. “A patient shouldn’t fall in love with his nurse, Jordan, and a hero mustn’t fall in love with the first mare to worship his cock. It’s not fair to the others.”

“Th-the others?”

The nurse patted me on my numb shoulder. “I need to go home now. I have an appointment with a suddenly inadequate dildo. You’re in good hooves, though — Nurse Snowheart will be taking care of you overnight. Why, here she is now!”

A second earth pony nurse entered my room: a lemon yellow bombshell who was, somehow, even more beautiful than Redheart. She looked at her colleague’s cumsoaked face, then at my cumsoaked face, then she snorted with disgust. “You just can’t keep your hooves off the patients, can you, Red?” she grumbled.

“As if you’ll fare any better.” The other nurse smirked and reached up a piece of gauze to dab at a small lipstick stain on the corner of Snowheart’s glossy, bright blue lips. “Nice lipstick, Snowheart. You’re not one to wear makeup on duty, are you? I wonder what’s different about tonight...”

Snowheart gave a whinnying harrumph. “No reason! A mare likes to look her best, you know. After all, he is a hero.”

“Right... we’ll just see if there’s any left on your mouth by tomorrow morning. Good night, Jordan.” As Redheart left she flicked up her tail, gifting me one more glimpse at her heavenly slit. “Pleasant dreams~”