• Published 27th Aug 2012
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Over The Rainbow - Kwisatz-Haderach



Rainbow Dash is in heat and her Wonderbolts acceptance ceremony is tonight! What will she do?

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The Good Doctor.

"Here we are, Ms. Dash - St. Firefly Memorial Hospital! That'll be eight Bits, please!"

"Ugh...here you go..."

"Thank you kindly, ma'am! Oh, and just between you and me...Lighten up a little, won't you? We don't want frown-marks on that pretty little face of yours, now do we, sweet-cheeks?"

"JUST PISS OFF ALREADY BEFORE I MAKE YOU!!"

Rainbow Dash yelled at the stallion that pulled her taxi with such vocal force, he nearly fell under the wagon in his haste to run away. Being in an absurdly intense estrus was bad enough, but after getting harassed by some creepy colt because of her heat made it remarkable that she didn't buck him square in the cheek. Which was a good thing, since with the levels of adrenaline and estrogen coursing through her system, the resulting kinetic force would've killed the poor jerk - and murder is definitely not part of her style. After the taxi-pony was well out of her sight, Dash loosened her body and let out a tired sigh, slogging one hoof in front of the other on her way to the hospital's front door, anger turning into exhaustion and anxiety once more in today's hormonal roller coaster ride as she made her way up the building's gravel-paved path, the setting sun beating brutally down onto her. The very thought of going through yet another day like this was too painful to even consider; Every step felt like ten steps, her joints cramped and ached, her mind was going in several places at once, she saw innuendo in even the most innocent behavior and her body temperature was so high, she could probably make a skillet on her own forehead. At this point, Rainbow Dash didn't even care about the Wonderbolts - she just wanted this misery to be over...

Passing through the double doors with her head hung low in fatigue, Rainbow Dash let out a long, drawn-out groan of discomfort, bringing attention to everypony in the main lobby. Summoning the extra energy regained by the cool, breezy air of the hospital's cooling system, Dash sauntered up to the receptionist's desk and rang the bell twice.

"Y'don't need tah ring da bell, dahling, I'm roight heeya." Said the receptionist, Cherry Berry, in her usual perky Manehatten twang. Being a Showpony alone wasn't really cutting it, so a part-time desk job at the hospital was necessary if she wanted keep her bills paid. "Now how'kin oy be able t'assist you?"

Dash snapped out of her mental haze briefly enough to notice that CB was already there and had asked her a question. Shaking her head back into reality, Rainbow regained her focus as best she could. "Umm...c-can you please repeat that?" She asked, disorientation evident in her voice.

Cherry tried to keep a straight face, failing to not notice the rainbow-maned mare's tired, spaced-out expression. "Ugh..." She sighed. "Oy said 'how...kin...oy...be able...to assist youse?'" It has clearly been a long day for her as well.

Rainbow Dash scratched her head, keeping her thoughts together the best she could. "Err, is there a...doctor in the house?" She asked the pink-coated receptionist. She smiled sheepishly, realizing how stupid a question that was.

"Which one?" Cherry Berry replied flatly. "Oy ain't got all day, toots..."

Dash tapped her forehead with a hoof rapidly to get herself to think straight, knowing all too well by the stares she was given by the Ponies behind her. CB was mentally debating with herself as to whether or not she should call the cops until Rainbow finally gave her her answer.

"Ah! Got it! Sorry about that..." Declared Rainbow Dash, sweat-dropping from embarrassment. Some of the stallions behind her couldn't help but feel a bit antsy from the intense aroma her heat was giving off. "Ahem...I was just...wondering if...I could see a doctor about the problem I've been having with my...uh...marehood, lately." She said, whispering those last couple of words for obvious reasons.

"Walk-ins ah roight ovah in room 108 down da hawl to ya roight, ma'am." Said Cherry Berry, pointing a hoof towards Dr. Stable's office. One could easily tell by the glazed look in the mare's eyes that she had been losing her patience with the technicolor-haired Pegasus.

"Thanks, lady!" Dash said before trotting over to the doctor's office door. A few rapid successions of hooves against the wooden door quickly alerted the doctor inside to the needs of his next patient.

"Hello?" The doctor answered, opening the door to find his latest patient.

"Doctor Stable!" Cried Rainbow.

"Rainbow Dash?" He replied with surprise. "What in the world are you doing here and why are you wearing that dress?"

"Y'gotta help me, Doctor! I...I need your help really badly!" Pleaded Dash, trotting in place frantically.

"Well, come inside and have a seat on that bed if you please and we'll see what's troubling with you..." Said Caramel in his usual voice, deadpan with professionalism as always. Rainbow Dash followed him into his sterile examination room and promptly sat down on the paper-lined leather bench in the center, her eyes following him around as he fished a stethoscope and thermometer telekinetically out of a nearby cupboard, awaiting his next instructions with a look of worry.

"So what seems to be the problem, Dash?" Asked Stable. "Oh, let me guess: You're trying to steal back another copy of Daring Doo and the Saph--GYAA-AAAH!!" The doctor's sarcasm was cut short by his sudden, violent repulsion, which was shocking to the mare just as it was to him. Struggling to regain his balance and clutching his nose with a free hoof, Dr. Stable was teary-eyed and blood-red in the face after accidentally catching a particularly concentrated plume of Rainbow's musk, which frayed the poor doctor's nerves like a face-full of ammonia. "Princess Celestia, is...is that actually your estrus?!" Dash covered her face with her hooves in humiliation for her response.

"Yes..." She flatly replied. "Yes it is..."

"Good heavens, I have never smelled such an intense, concentrated...musk like that in fifteen years of my career!" Stable remarked between sniffles, the odor having been a ballistic assault on his sinuses. "How long have you been suppressing this heat of yours??"

"Umm...since I was 18." Dash replied hesitantly. "Which would make that around...four or five years?"

"Goodness gracious, Rainbow Dash, haven't you passed a single Sex Education class?!" Snapped the Doctor, his mood changing from shocked to aggravated.

"I'm...not exactly the most academic of my friends..." The Pegasus said nervously. "...is that a bad thing? To um...hold it in like that?"

"'Is that a bad thing?!'" Echoed Stable, shaking his head in frustration. "Do you have any idea...any idea at all of how unhealthy it is to restrain your periods of estrus for more than fifty days?!"

Dash gave a sad, negative nod of her head as her answer like a scolded Dog.

Doctor Stable couldn't help but cringe at Rainbow Dash's ignorance. This was the kind of information that was almost essential to know about when it came to sexual health. "Sigh...Prolonged suppression of hormones without the use of IUDs and/or prescribed pharmaceuticals during estrus cycles for more than fifty days can result in high blood pressure, sleep apnea, insomnia, irritability, migraines, sexual dysfunction, constipation, benign prostatic hyperplasia, hormonal imbalance, urinary retention, priapism, clitorism, vulvodynia, urinary infection, depression, mood-swings, infertility and in worst-case scenarios, sexual deviancy."

Rainbow Dash felt a chill dance down her spine; She had no idea such grim things can come from simply "holding it in" during mating season, even though she hadn't the foggiest clue what "benign prostatic hyperplasia" or "vulvodynia" was, nor did she plan on finding out. "But...But doctor, I've hardly had any of those symptoms from holding my estrus in like that." Said the mare. "Surely, that's a good sign, right?"

"Rainbow Dash, how long are you usually in heat for?" Asked the Doctor.

"For about a month, I guess..." She replied.

"Well, that is the good news at least. But the big question is why are you in such an intense heat? You were A-OK during your last check up two months ago, you live a healthy active lifestyle and you have no real hereditary issues, so why on Earth would you be this hormonal? Judging by your obviously high body temperature, it's clearly not magical in nature and this is only the first official day of mating season, so the only logical explanation would be that this problem is a psychosomatic problem. Is this true, Dash?"

"'Psychoso-what-now?'"

"'Psychosomatic.' It's when psychological problems affect you physically, correct?"

"I...I think so."

"Well, it has to be, since there is really no other explanation, right?"

"Sigh...yes."

"So what kind of problems are you dealing with exactly that would be causing all this?"

As vulnerable as she felt right now, Rainbow Dash might as well get it over with and explain what's been dogging her lately. Doctor Stable was a trained and licensed medical practitioner, so of course she could tell him anything; She did confess to petty theft in front of him and was left off the hook by security, so what the hay was she afraid of?

"Well..." She began, like all too many sentences she started with today. "...I've...always kind of been sort of afraid of sex..." Dash couldn't help but blush at the very mention of that horrible three-letter word - it made her feel so...weird. "...and my Wonderbolts initiation party is only two and a half hours away and I don't...want to humiliate myself in front of everypony."

Stable gave her an empathetic smile. "So you're nervous about sexual intercourse to the point where your pheromones are working overtime and giving you such an intense heat?" He asked. Dash simply nodded her head "yes" in response.

"Why would you be so scared of sex as to cause this? Are you absolutely sure that you were not sexually abuse as a foal? Because as you know, you are required by Celestial Law to report such abuse as soon as possible to a trustworthy adult and/or Pony of authority, is that clear?" Asked Dr. Stable, his voice becoming very stern when mentioning such a serious topic.

"Crystal, sir." Dash replied, giving a salute, much to Stable's mild amusement.

"Alright..." He said. "...So then what is the issue, exactly?"

The doctor's subtle shift in tone was a telltale sign that he was losing his patience, so Rainbow Dash had to be out with it sooner or later, so it might as well be right now. Swallowing her pride and the lump in her throat for perhaps the ten-thousandth time today, Dash decided to spill the beans.

.....

Two minutes had passed. "...And that's the whole story, doc." Dash concluded, sniffling. Having to bring up those awful memories again brought the poor mare to the brink of tears. And just like Twilight Sparkle did this morning, Dr. Stable gave Rainbow Dash a reassuring smile.

"Rainbow Dash, you don't need to be ashamed to love mares..." He said warmly. "...As a doctor, I will keep this information confidential and assure you that, no matter what some Ponies may say, that homosexuality is perfectly normal. And I do understand your anxiety regarding the subject, as well as your concern for your reputation as a soon-to-be-Wonderbolt, so I think I know of a quick and easy way to temporarily eliminate your estrus problems."

Rainbow's mood elevated like...well...an elevator, beaming with joy and fluttering a couple feet above the bench below her. "You do?!" She asked excitedly. "What is it??"

"Calm yourself down, Rainbow Dash." Stable replied, walking out towards his office door. "You'll know when she gets here..."

"She?!" Dash thought, plopping down onto the bench with a soft thud, blushing. "He doesn't mean...Oh man, this feels like something straight out of a porno, I just know it!" Recalling the many pornographic comics she kept, she knew that a scenario like this can only end in a hot mare dressed in a skimpy nurse outfit, a selection of various "tools", a bafflingly naive patient and a whole lot of hijinks. There was a very good reason why Dash rarely invited ponies over to her house. That, and the fact that she is a poor housekeeper.

"Wait, where are you going?" Said Dash, prompting the doctor to stop and answer her question.

"I'm just a physician, Rainbow Dash." He replied. "For your problem, you'll need a gynecologist - Dr. Redheart's her name to be exact..."

Dash watched the Doctor walk out the door, letting its mahogany frame slam shut with an echoing slam. Sweat began to drizzle down her forehead and her heart started pounding like she just drank a six pack of Red Bull.

"Oh crap, this IS straight out of a porno!"