A Normal Day in the Forest
Author's Note
(To those who've read this before: characters have been replaced because of reasons.)
FAQ
Q: Why does Cloudchaser have an eyepatch?
A: Because it is a dark and gritty future. So dark. Much grits.
A Normal Day in the Forest
It was a dark and stormy middle of the day. The wind howled. The thunder boomed. The rain came down in thick, heavy sheets. A vertical curtain that pounded the treetops mercilessly, until the wind decided it was tired of that and whipped it into the faces of the two ponies plodding along in the mud below. Then, the wind got bored of that, and decided to go back to simply howling. For now.
The pony in front, a lean, athletic mare with a lilac-colored coat, scowled savagely. "This is stupid," she complained. One of her eyes was a pale purple, while the other was covered by a black leather eyepatch.
"Don't be so hard on yourself," replied her white-coated companion, "It's not entirely your fault we're stuck out here in this storm." She gave the pony in front what she fondly believed was a comforting smile.
The pony in front stopped, turning her good eye to glare daggers behind her. "I didn't say I was stupid, Blossom. I said this is stupid. This situation. A couple of pegasi stuck on the ground because of bad weather?"
"Oooh," returned Blossomforth, her two-toned mane hanging wet and limp. "Sorry, Cloudy. I thought you were saying you were stupid because it was your idea to come out here when we knew the storm was coming in," she replied, cheerfully.
Cloudchaser's glare hardened. "If you call me stupid one more time, I'll snap your neck. I swear I will."
"Roger that!" came the reply, with Blossomforth's usual oblivious, upbeat attitude.
Her partner glared at her for a moment longer, then turned and continued to trot on, making loud squelching noises as the mud sucked at her hooves.
For a while, they continued on in silence. It was Cloudchaser who broke it.
"With all this rain, I don't know how we're supposed to find what we're looking for," she mused, not turning back.
"Mmm," came the reply from behind her.
"I mean," she went on, "Something that can make cows disappear without anyone seeing it has got to be big... and fast. But all the signs have been washed away."
"Mmmhmm..." was the appreciative reply.
Cloudchaser stopped suddenly, and turned to look at her companion. "We're basically searching in the... what are you looking at?"
Behind her, Blossomforth looked up, without a trace of remorse. "I was admiring your flank," she replied, smiling blithely.
Cloudchaser, for her part, managed to hold back her urge to scream, and simply growled, "Can't you be serious and pay attention for five sec..."
The ground shook slightly.
That was all the warning they had before the giant worm burst from the ground at Cloudchaser's feet.
The ranger mare cried out in shock as she was hurled into the air. She opened her wings to fly, but the bulk of the creature came crashing down on her, sending her into the mud. She lay there, temporarily stunned, as the creature's huge, hinged maw opened impossibly wide. She could see the teeth that ringed the inside of the thing's mouth as it came down upon her, big enough to swallow her whole. She closed her one good eye, and hoped the end would be swift.
It wasn't.
In fact, it wasn't the end at all. After a second or two, she heard the worm bellowing in fury, even over the pounding of the rain. With a start, Cloudchaser opened her eye, and saw Blossomforth swooping in and out of the worm's reach, distracting it. The normally laid-back pegasus was doing impressively tight loops about the thing's head, even in the low clearance offered by the overhead trees. Cloudchaser was amazed by how quick she was.
But she wasn't quick enough.
Cloudchaser had just pulled a dagger from her saddlebags when she heard Blossomforth cry out in pain. She looked up, and saw with horror that the worm had one of her companion's wings in its jaw. It whipped the other pegasus around like a rag doll as it thrashed and flailed. Cloudchaser saw the glint of steel from the dagger hilt protruding just below the creature's head as the lightning flashed.
The lightning bolt didn't simply light up the sky. It was close enough to be blinding, and the subterranean creature roared in dismay, dropping its would-be prey as it did. Then the thunder came, and the worm's roar was like a kitten's purr next to its deep and terrible BOOM.
The worm had had enough. The pain of the dagger, the blindness, and the fury of the storm were too much, and it burrowed back into the ground, frightened and defeated.
Without hesitation, Cloudchaser rushed over to her fallen companion. "Blossom! Are you...?" Her question died on her lips as she saw the wing, twisted at an unnatural angle, and the blood that covered her side.
"Hang on," Cloudchaser told the barely conscious pegasus, "There's an outpost near here. I'll get you there and... and you'll be fine." She wasn't sure who she was trying to reassure, as the pegasus had just passed out. With a heave, she lifted Blossomforth's into a firepony's carry and started off through the rain.
* * *
Blossomforth awoke, feeling exhausted, but good. She was warm and dry, and her wing was just a dull pain, rather than an ache. What's more, she felt light, and somehow... fluffy?
"I feel like a cloud..." she said, with a giggle.
"That would be the drugs," came a reply from somepony nearby. An attractive purple pegasus in an eyepatch trotted over to her bedside. "They had a full supply cabinet here. You should be fine after a little more rest."
Blossomforth giggled again. She felt fine now. Better than fine, now that she had such a pretty pony nearby.
The 'pretty pony' looked at her seriously. "You saved my life. I owe you. Big time."
Blossomforth suddenly realized she was lying on a bed. How convenient! "I know how you can pay me back..." she managed, with a grin.
Cloudchaser looked at her curiously for a moment, then opened her mouth to speak... and stopped. She saw the other pegasus' eyes slide over her, coming to rest on her flank.
The white pegasus grinned lopsidedly for a moment more... and then passed out.
Cloudchaser, on the other hand, continued to stare at her companion for a long while, thinking. She did owe Blossomforth her life, but could she really...? She was surprised to find that the emotion that held her back wasn't distaste, but something more like... nervousness?
She shook her head, mentally scolding herself. It was only the drugs talking, she tried to convince herself. It's not like Blossomforth had ever expressed interest in her before... well, except for constantly watching her flank. And complimenting her appearance. And the occasional nuzzling. But that was it!
The one-eyed pegasus decided that she really needed to work on convincing herself, as she trotted over to the saddlebags in the corner. The supply cabinets had been well-stocked with painkillers, but somepony had apparently taken all the bandages and tried to use them to make an impromptu trampoline. Which also explained why several of the leg braces were missing. Idiots.
Luckily, bandages were part of the standard pack that they both carried. She'd used up all of hers, but Blossomforth's pack should have some, as well. Cloudchaser stopped before the packs, suddenly hesitant. Was it okay for her to go through her bags without permission? Of course it was: she needed bandages, and the pack ought to have some. But what else might be in there? Knowing Blossomforth, it could be anything... still...
She hesitated a moment longer, then, with a sense of both necessity and no small amount of curiosity, she opened the first bag. Yes, there were the bandages, and also...
"Oh, you have got to be kidding me..."
* * *
Blossomforth awoke again, feeling just as good as before, but considerably less befuddled. One of her wings was in a sling, but it didn't hurt. Cloudchaser had done a good job with...
"Good to see you awake," came a voice from behind her.
Blossomforth sat up slowly, then turned around, "Yep, I'm fit... as..." Her voice trailed away.
Cloudchaser was there. She was there... and she was wearing things Blossomforth recognized. Things from her saddlebags. The white nurse's cap. The white and pink nurse's saddle. The stockings. She was wearing the stockings.
Blossomforth's eyes went wide, and her good wing shot up uncontrollably. Cloudchaser looked embarrassed and... if she could believe it... pleased?
"I found these when I was looking through your packs for bandages. I ran out, you see? And you needed your bandages changed, and so I..."
Blossomforth slid out of bed, barely conscious of what she was doing as she stared at the other pegasus.
Now Cloudchaser was beginning to look worried. "I hope you don't mind...?" she asked, tentatively. "I just thought you might like...?"
Inwardly, Cloudchaser was shouting at herself. Why was she so nervous? This wasn't like her at all! But Blossomeforth's stare was making her feel more and more...
"Mind...?" said Blossomforth, taking a step closer, his eyes now boring into Cloudchaser's. The other pegasus took an involuntary step back.
"You thought I'd like this?" she continued, taking another step forward.
"I... I..." suddenly, Cloudchaser felt like a fool. She had gone through her partner's saddlebags, taken her things without permission, and was now standing here, looking like a complete idiot. She backed away again, and her rump hit the wall.
"I... I'll put it back." she stammered.
Blossomforth kept coming, until she was nose-to-nose with her partner. "Oh no..." she said, with an intensity in her eyes that Cloudchaser had never seen there before. "It's too late for that now..."
Cloudchaser froze as her friend's head moved past her, as she felt that breath on her neck, and the soft nip on her ear. Suddenly, she realized that what she was feeling was more than guilt or embarrassment. It was desire. She had never seen Blossomforth so aggressive before. And she liked it.
"Don't worry..." the freckled pony whispered into her ear, "I'll let you take it off... eventually..."
Cloudchaser felt herself shudder with pleasure.
She liked it a lot.
"You like this?" Blossomforth asked, with a coy smile. With a hoof, she reached up and stroked the other pony's outstretched wings. The sensation sent a tingle through Cloudchaser's body, and she gave a sigh of pleasure before she could stop herself.
"Mmm... that's what I like to hear," Blossomforth purred, stroking her partner's pinion feathers with a hoof.
This time, Cloudchaser's sigh was cut off, as she felt lips press against hers. The other pegasus' kiss was forceful, and the normally gruff and in-charge pony felt herself submit to it with an enthusiasm that surprised her.
She barely noticed as Blossomforth pushed her back with the kiss until she stood on her hindlegs, wings spread flat against the wooden walls, the saddle pressing into her back. All she was aware of was the ongoing kiss, and the hoof that was now sliding between her legs.
"Mmmph," said Cloudchaser, in the way of protest. Still, she didn't break the kiss, nor did she make a move to stop the other pony.
"Do you want me to stop?" replied Blossomforth, teasingly.
The pony with the eyepatch took less than a second to think about it before she shook her head vigorously. "More," she managed to gasp, before resuming the kiss.
Blossomforth said nothing. She simply clopped Cloudchaser, enjoying the feeling of the mare's juices covering her hoof as she worked.
Cloudchaser felt like she was losing her mind. Blossomforth's body was pressed against hers, their coats rubbing together as they moved. And that hoof... that hoof between her legs became the center of her universe as it increased its pressure on her. Her partner's skill with her hooves was nothing short of masterful, and Cloudchaser could feel her legs shaking as she rapidly approaching orgasm.
The other pony sensed it, too. She pressed closer, and increased the speed of her hoofwork, eliciting moans of delight. It was time. With a deft motion, Blossomforth ran the rough part of her hoof over her partner's exposed clit in a long and slow motion...
It was too much. Cloudchaser's eye rolled up as she cried out, feeling the orgasm hit her. She cried out in ecstasy as she came, the juices running over Blossomforth's hoof and down her own legs, puddling on the floor.
Blossomforth caught the other pony as she went limp, "Woah there, don't hurt yourself!" she said with a grin.
For a few moments, Cloudchaser said nothing. She simply breathed heavily as her lover held her up. Finally, she took a deep breath, and surprised herself by what she asked.
"Again?"
The other pegasus looked at her, one eyebrow raised, and said nothing.
Cloudchaser wasn't sure what was wrong with her. She only knew she wanted that pleasure again... and again...
As sense returned to her, she began to worry. Blossomforth still hadn't said anything. She opened her mouth to say... something, but was cut off.
"You sure are selfish," Blossomforth told her, with an affectionate smile.
Cloudchaser just nodded.
"That's okay, though. I've got the perfect solution," the freckled pegasus said, with a glint in her eyes.
It suddenly occurred to Cloudchaser that she was still wearing the saddle, and the stockings. Although she seemed to have lost the hat at some point.
Blossomforth seemed to read her mind, "Do you happen to remember the other thing that was in my bags?"
The lilac-coated pony's eye grew wide as she indeed remembered what else had been in there. "You don't mean...?"
The eyes that stared at her seemed to burn with intensity. "Oh, yes I do," their owner said. "Don't worry, though. We'll just use it to keep you happy... while you keep me happy."
The other pony gulped. She thought about arguing. Thought about telling her she wouldn't do it.
Instead, she simply nodded.
"Good," said Blossomforth, with a hint of triumph. "Now, go lay on the bed while I get it."
Dimly, Cloudchaser noted that her companion's dominant attitude was still present, as she trotted over to the bed and lay down upon it. She closed her one good eye and thought about the 'other thing', and her heart beat faster.
"It's just a toy," she told herself firmly. "Just a toy. Nothing to get nervous about..."
And then Blossomforth was beside her, kissing her on the cheek.
The next second, it was sliding inside her.
Cloudchaser couldn't hold back a yelp as the long, rubber cylinder slid inside her, lubricated by her own juices. It hurt slightly, but to her suprise, the pain only heightened the experience.
Finally, the thing was fully inside of her. She felt the jolts that went through her every time she moved her lower body, and tried not to think of how far in it was.
"Alright, now we can start!" Blossomforth told her enthusiastically.
"Start...?" Cloudchaser asked, blankly.
With a motion that she couldn't see, Blossomforth did something to the device, and it began to vibrate.
With the thing now vibrating powerfully inside her, Cloudchaser's world fell apart. She felt the pleasure in every corner of her body, and a sticky wetness on the bed, below her crotch. She opened her mouth to protest, but all that came out was a moan of pleasure.
"I see you're enjoying it," Blossomforth said, happily. "I figured you would. I've enjoyed it myself quite a few times..."
The thought that this toy had been inside another pony before might once have revolted the normally-dominant mare. But all she was right now was a pony-shaped, quivering mass of sexual pleasure. And the idea of having a toy in her that had been used by Blossomforth only turned her on all the more.
"I see you're still being selfish, though..." the mare in question said, with a mock pout. "Don't get me wrong... seeing you there, like that... and dressed that way..." Her voice drifted off as she stared down at Cloudchaser, twitching on the bed, still dressed in the saddle and stockings.
Blossomforth's face grew intense. She had enjoyed playing with her friend, had enjoyed giving her pleasure. But it was her turn now. She had to have the mare on the bed. Now.
Without another word, Blossomforth knelt on the bed and unhooked the saddle with her teeth, letting it slide onto the blankets. Then she mounted the helpless mare on the bed, stradling the writhing body between her hindlegs.
Cloudchaser jerked and twitched under her, and each unexpected motion sent a wave of pleasure through Blossomforth's body. She pressed her wet crotch down into the other pony's back, feeling her partner twist and twitch under her. Between the motion and the sight of the pony in stockings losing herself to the ecstasy, Blossomforth could feel herself riding the waves towards an orgasm of her own. But she needed... more.
Cloudchaser felt herself being flipped onto her back, felt the saddle underneath her rear, and the pressure of the saddle on the protruding toy made it go in even further. Then, Blossomforth was leaning over her, her forehooves on the bed above Cloudchaser' head. Directly above her face, she could see the other pony's glistening wetness, and knew instinctively what to do.
Blossomforth cried out, spreading her hindlegs wider as Cloudchaser's tongue flicked in and out of her. The sensation was better than she had ever imagined, and she soon buried her face in a pillow to muffle her own screams.
The mare with the vibrator in her knew she was close to orgasm once more, and the closer she came, the more feverishly her tongue worked. She lapped greedily at Blossomforth's juices, savoring the sweetness of it, even as her tongue drove deeper and deeper... A thought struck her. She seemed to remember, a thousand years or so ago, Blossom doing something to her clit... well, since she was about to explode herself, she might as well try... without further hesitation, Cloudchaser leaned forward and gave a light nip...
Blossomforth hit orgasm like a champion speedster flying through clouds, who suddenly finds that one of them is made of bricks. Cloudchaser's 'nip' sent a spasm through her whole body, and she came harder than she had ever thought possible. Her back tensed, her eyes rolled, and she screamed ecstatic profanities. In a moment, it was over, but the pegasus knew she wasn't going anywhere for a long, long while...
Cloudchaser blinked in surprise. She hadn't expected that reaction, but she was certainly pleased by it. Her own orgasm had come in time with her partner's, but she had almost missed it, so caught up was she in Blossomforth's reaction. She had to see that again. Not now... but soon...
For her part, Blossomforth lay exhausted on the bed, panting, as a pair of hooves in white stockings wrapped around her neck, and Cloudchaser slid up the bed to lie beside her. "I guess," said the exhausted mare, once she had finally caught her breath, "that makes us even?"
"Oh no, love," said the pony beside her, squeezing her gently, and Blossomforth found herself smiling at the last word. "I still owe you one. And I intend to repay it... any way you like..."
In spite of her exhaustion, Blossomforth found her mind racing, thinking of plenty of ways for Cloudchaser to 'repay' her. And she liked every one of them...