> "Ordinary" Medical Procedures
>  by little big pony
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> Knee-High Horses Inspect Full Grown Man. Lewd Things Happen As A Result.
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“—And I know that I said I wouldn’t give Amethyst the time of day, but she came over with a bouquet of flowers and those little Canterlot chocolates—you know, the small ones in that purple box with the bow around it? I’m sure Caramel remembers, since he was the one that ate most of them—and you know the second she opened the box I had to at least talk with her for a minute or two. It would have been rude otherwise, right?”

It was another wonderful day in Ponyville for Equestria’s only human, Titus. The birds were chirping, the sun hung high in the sky, and the only thing that he had to worry about was what he wanted to eat for dinner later today.

This sleepy, peaceful day was made even more wonderful by the fact that it was the weekend. For the next two days the young man would be free to do whatever he wanted. And, like he usually did on his Saturdays, he had met up with some of his male horse friends at the local café.

The place, honestly, wasn’t really his cup of tea. Titus didn’t really like coffee all that much in the first place, and seeing teenage ponies with wood in their ears and piercings all over their bodies really brought out the old man in him. Usually, he’d have gone out of his way to avoid such a place, or at the very least gotten in and out of it as quickly and efficiently as possible. But, after coming here almost every week for the past few months, he had actually found something in this hippy camp that he actually liked. Namely, his friends, and their wonderfully insistent bitching.

It didn’t matter if they had the best week of their lives. It didn’t matter if their horse god had come down from the heavens themselves and offered to grant them whatever they desired. Caramel, Thunderlane, and Dr. Hooves would find something to complain about.

They bitched about the weather. They bitched about mares ogling them when they were out and about in their brand-new outfits. They’d even bitch about themselves if given the chance.

Now, it didn’t matter if the weather was scheduled months in advance. It also didn’t matter that his friends bought their horse pants a size or two too small so mares couldn’t help but stare as they walked past.

No, none of his horse buddies paid any of that trivial nonsense any mind. They bitched for the sport of it, to refine their craft so that they were nothing less than masters at the art. And, while he never partook in the bitching himself—just sitting in his tiny horse chair sipping his black coffee because it was the only thing that was really drinkable in the place—he really did enjoy watching them go at it.

There was something almost therapeutic about it, like watching clouds form around a mountaintop, or seeing a half-ton of snow fall from the branches of a tree.

Thunderlane shook his head as he took a sip of whatever the hell he was drinking. “Caramel, you know she’s just trying to butter you up like she always does. First it’s chocolates, then you go to her house, and then you’re sitting here for three weeks crying your eyes out because she’s ignoring you after she got you to rut her.”

Caramel puffed his cheeks out. “It’s not going to be like that this time,” he said, leaning over to take a long sip of his drink.

Just like Thunderlane’s drink, as well as everyone at the table but Titus himself, it was some kind of unholy concoction made from the mind of a madman. The human didn’t even know if it was really coffee, but what he did know that sane people shouldn’t be putting it into their bodies, much less paying six bits for it.

“I know her tricks now,” Caramel continued. “She’s not gonna get me this time boys! And you know what? I think I might be able to change her!”

The two other stallions at the table groaned.

“Caramel, for Celestia’s sake…” Hooves said, placing his head in his hooves.

“This is gonna bite you in the rump like it always does, Car. You know that as much as I do,” Thunderlane said.

Caramel’s nose scrunched up as he looked at both of his friends. They could see the frustration, as well as irritation, on his face. It was an expression that they were all very familiar with. It was the same one he wore after he had said pretty much the same thing about Amethyst last time she had brought him flowers and a box of chocolates. And the time before that. And the time before that.

“What about you, Titus?” the earth pony asked, a hopeful spark in his eyes as he looked over at the human. “You know I can make that mare change, right?”

Titus stared down at his little horse friend. A smile came to his face, and he was forced to take a sip of his coffee to hide it.

“Well, you know what they say about doing something over and over again expecting a different result,” he said.

Caramel’s hopeful expression shattered to a million pieces right before the groups eyes. Outrage and betrayal replaced it as his face scrunched hard.

“But I can change her this time!” he said, wiggling in his little horse chair angrily. “I know I can!”

Thunderlane and Hooves just groaned again. Titus chuckled, reaching over the table and giving Caramel’s shoulder a pat.

“Crazy or not, your persistence really is a helluva thing to witness, buddy.”

Caramel’s nose scrunched up even harder. Everyone else at the table watched as he leaned forward, took in a deep breath, and opened his mouth. Hooves and Thunderlane leaned back in their chairs, bracing for the verbal assault that was upon you all. Titus just leaned forward, gripping the edge of the table excitedly.

“I can’t believe you—”

Before Caramel could properly begin his tirade, a horn boomed out, making all four of them jump.

The horn let out a single very deep, very loud single note. The sound seemed to come from all around them. In fact, Titus almost swore he could see the air shaking the longer the horn blew.

For about a minute and a half the horn blew until, just as suddenly as it had begun, it stopped. The second that it did Titus looked around to see if anyone was as concerned as him that someone was blowing what sounded like war horns somewhere in town.

He half expected his usually skittish friends and neighbors to be running around screaming their heads off. At the very least he’d thought he’d see a stallion or two out cold on the ground from fright. But there was none of that.

Looking out into the market, he could see ponies walking about like everything was normal. Sure, a few mares had their ears perked, and he could see that a stallion or two were now sporting frowns, but it was nowhere near the reaction he was expecting.

“Huh…”

Frowning gently, he turned his attention back toward his friends. Just like all of the other tiny marshmallow horses, none of them seemed be all that alarmed or scared. Thunderlane and Hooves just looked bored, while Caramel looked irritated.

Titus looked at each of them in turn, drumming his fingers against the table. he waited for someone to say something, maybe explain what the hell was going on, but no one seemed to be in the explaining mood. Finally, after waiting for what felt like ten minutes, he could take it no more.

“Um, guys? You mind explaining what that was please?” he asked.

All three stallions turned their attention toward the young man.

“That horn signals that it’s Penis Inspection Month,” Hooves said, like that was just a normal, everyday thing to say.

Titus opened his mouth to say something but no words came out. His brow furrowed, and he looked at the stallion hard to see if he was messing with him. To the human’s ever-mounting confusion, he looked like he was completely serious.

“…Penis Inspection Month?” he asked very slowly.

All three stallions nodded.

“Yep. Once a year all stallions have to have their genitalia inspected to check for any injury or abnormalities,” Thunderlane said. “I thought it was supposed to be next month, but I guess I must have mixed up the dates.”

Titus scratched his chin, milling over the stallion’s words. “And why have I never heard of this before?” he asked.

“I think you came to Equestria right after last year’s inspection?” Hooves said.

“Why? Didn’t you have the same thing back on your world, Titus?” Thunderlane asked, cocking his head to the side.

“No. No we do not,” Titus said, putting his coffee down so that he could try and fully process the information that had just been dropped into his lap.

He, of course, failed spectacularly.

Caramel snorted. “Yeah, well, we shouldn’t have it here either,” he said. “This whole thing is just an excuse for mares to eye rape us.”

“Hey now, you know that the procedure is important, Car,” Hooves said. “It’s used to make sure that a stallion is fit and healthy.”

“Yeah, well, it makes me feel like some kind of animal…”

“It might, but you won’t be complaining at all if the doctors find something that could be a lot of trouble down the line early.”

Caramel snorted, leaning back into his chair and crossing his fore legs. “You know that I’m perfectly healthy.”

“You might look like it, but that doesn’t mean you are,” Hooves said, leaning across the table to nudge his friend.

Titus slowly nodded his head, though honestly he was still were trying to wrap his head around the whole “Penis Inspection” thing.

How was such a thing carried out? How was it legal? Did he have to get his junk inspected too, or was this just more pony nonsense?

Standing up, he looked at Hooves. “Hey Hooves, you’re a doctor, right?”

The stallion nodded. “I am,” he said, taking a sip of his drink.

“So, do you know anything about this Penis Inspection thing?”

“I do. In fact, starting Monday I’m going to be at the hospital examining stallions.”

Titus’s brow furrowed just a bit harder. “So, this thing is at the hospital then?”

“Of course, Titus. What, do you think we do it in the middle of the street?” Hooves asked with a snort.

Titus’s eyes narrowed down to slit, and he found himself licking his lips. As surreal and crazy as something called “Penis Inspection Month” was, he could feel something building up inside of him. Curiosity? Amusement? Outrage? The young man honestly didn’t know, but what he did know was that he was going to see what the hell all of this nonsense was about. Today preferably.

Giving his cheek a scratch, Titus turned toward the direction of Ponyville’s hospital, or horsepital as he liked to call it.

“Do these examinations start Monday or can you go right in and get it done now?” he asked.

“The examinations can start today, but most ponies prefer having it done later,” Hooves said.

“A lot of us try to do it on the weekdays, since we get a free paid day off to get it done,” Thunderlane added.

“Would it be busy if we go right now?”

“It might be. Some stallions like to get it out of the way as soon as possible, and if I remember correctly Hale Heart is the only male stallion in duty. That and a lot of the male aides hate coming in on the weekends if they don’t have to.”

Nodding once again, Titus looked at each of the stallions. “I think I’m gonna go see what all of this is about,” he said.

“I’ll come with you then,” Hooves said, standing up. “I’d rather get this done sooner than later, and I probably could get Hale Heart to get us done right away if I ask nicely.”

Finishing his drink, Thunderlane stood up as well. “I may as well, since you can get us in and out pretty quick, Hooves.”

Caramel let out a harrumph. “Well I’m staying here. I have better things to do today that sit around in some gross hospital.”

Titus, Thunderlane, and Hooves rolled their eyes.

“You know, you might want to get checked out, Car,” Thunderlane said. “I’m sure Amethyst would want to know that you're clean before you can start changing her.”

Caramel’s ears perked up before he frowned so hard that everyone looking at him half expected his mouth to fall from his face. The earth pony stared at the pegasus very hard for a few seconds, before, with a sigh, he finished his drink and stood up.

“…Fine, but I swear to Celestia if any of you give me guff about Amethyst again I’m going to boop you so hard your nose won’t unscrunch for a month!”


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The walk to the horsepital was a relatively short one, and the human and ponies eventually found themselves standing in front of it. Already they could see stallions of all ages making their way in and out of the big, white building.

“Looks like it’s already busy around here, huh?” Titus said.

“Like I said, it’ll be busier in a couple of days,” Hooves said with a shrug. “Especially since Ponyville has the only hospital till you reach Canterlot. Now come on, let’s get inside before there’s an even bigger crowd.”

The group did as he suggested, making their way into the building. Like most hospitals, horse or not, the scent of some very powerful cleaner was in the air. The smell made their noses scrunch up as they all looked around the lobby.

The relatively small waiting room was packed with stallions. The counter, where a bored looking stallion with a magazine sat chewing bubble gum, was crowded. There was also a steady flow of stallions going into and coming out of a room that had a sign that read “PIR” right above the door. Next to that room was a similar room with the same sign over the door, though unlike the other one no stallions seemed to be coming in or out of it.

“PIR? What’s that?”

“It stands for Penis Inspection room,” Hooves said. “Now come on. Let’s get signed in before anypony else comes.”

He made his way toward the counter. After a moment or two of hesitation, the rest of the group. The stallion behind the counter looked at each of them with the same bored expression before his gaze settled on Hooves. He then immediately tensed, his eyes narrowing down to slits. Hooves’s eyes narrowed as well, his tail flicking side to side as if he were trying to beat away a swarm of flies.

“Hello Sign,” Hooves said, his voice gaining an edge.

“Hello Dr. Hooves,” the stallion said, his tone chilly even though Titus could tell that he was doing his best to be polite. “Are you here for your inspection today?”

“I am,” Hooves said with a stiff nod. “And I was wondering if you could call Hale Heart. I’d like to talk to him about something.”

The stallion smiled a smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “Even though I’d love to help you, Doctor Hale Heart is very busy at the moment, as I’m sure you can see by looking at the waiting room,” he said.

“Well, did management manage to get any other stallion to come in today then?” Hooves asked, frowning gently.

“No, they did not,” the stallion said, blowing a big bubble and popping it with his tongue. “I’m sorry, but it looks like you’ll have to wait just like everypony else. Unless you want to have Redheart examine you that is.”

Hooves’s nose scrunched hard. “I’d rather a stallion examine me, thank you very much,” he said.

“Then I guess you’ll going to have to take a seat then,” the stallion replied. “If you can get a seat that is.”

Titus looked toward the door where no one was coming out of. “So, we could just go and get our junk inspected by this Redheart?”

“Yes you could, but I’m not sure you’d want to do that, sweetie,” the stallion said, looking back down at his magazine. “Doctor Redheart is a mare.”

Titus frowned. “So? What’s that matter?”

“What’s the matter is that you have some mare you don’t know handling your penis, Titus,” Caramel said. “They can do whatever they want to you because they have some fancy-schmancy diploma.”

The human almost threw up his hands in exasperation. He didn’t see what the big deal was. So what if a mare gave them a check up? He’d rather be molested by some tiny horse a thousand times over rather than just sit around all day in a cramped waiting room.

Placing his hands on the counter, Titus looked down at the receptionist. “So, you’re saying that if I go into the room with the female examiners I can get seen right now?”

“If you want,” the stallion replied with a shrug.

“Great,” Titus said, slapping the counter. “I’d like to do that then please.”

Caramel, looking alarmed, grabbed the human by the pant leg. “Titus, don’t,” he said. “That mare could take advantage of you!”

The young man snorted. “Car, I’m three times your guys’ size. I don’t think anyone in this hospital is gonna take advantage of me.”

Titus waited for Hooves or the lobby stallion to tell him that there was nothing to worry about, that the mares that worked here were professionals and they’d never take advantage of anyone, but they just looked at him with bit lips and concerned expressions.

This time Titus couldn’t quite stop himself from throwing his arms up. “Look, I just want to see what all of the fuss is about, and I’m not gonna be waiting here all day.”

Without another word, he made his way over to the door and knocked on it twice. There was a pause, before he could hear a voice from the other side.

“Come in.”

Smiling, Titus looked back at his friends, giving them a wink before opening the door and stepping inside.

The room was a small one, barely able to fit a small table and one of those weird hospital half-beds with the wax sheet over it. Stethoscopes and all other manner of objects sat in little clear pouches stuck to the wall. Next to that was the same picture of a skeleton that all hospitals were required to have in each room, though unlike the ones back home this skeleton was pony-shaped. To the left of the picture was another door that led to parts unknown.

But that wasn’t all. Along with all of the little knick-knacks that were to be found in a hospital room, there were two mares. One, a white mare wearing an equally white lab coat, was sitting on top of the table with her muzzle buried in a clipboard. Her pink mane was neatly tied up in a tight ponytail. The other mare, a yellow earth pony with blue curly hair that was partially hidden under a nurse’s cap, was lying on the half-bed thing staring up at the ceiling while she balanced a tongue compressor on the tip of her nose.

“What do you need this time, Hale Heart?” the mare in the lab coat asked, sounding painfully bored. “More gloves? Or maybe alcohol pads?”

Titus cleared his throat. “Actually, I was here to see about this whole penis inspection thing.”

Both mares immediately perked up. Their eyes snapped over to the human and they stared for several moments before springing to action.

The mare wearing the nurse’s cap shot into the air, somehow managing to land on her hooves. The mare in the lab coat, wide-eyed and looking more than a little panicked, hopped off the table. Both earth ponies scrambled around the room, tidying up, ripping the wax off the half-bed and getting a new one, cleaning up all of the nonexistent dust on the table. After about a minute of this frantic, frenzied activity both mares stood before him, looking as professional as they could given the circumstances.

“G-Good afternoon!” the pony in the lab coat said. “Sorry about that, it’s been a little slow today for the two of us.”

The other mare giggled as she quickly adjusted the cap on her head. “Yeah, hospital lags and all of that junk!”

“I gotcha,” Titus said, trying his very hardest not to laugh.

The mare in the lab coat flipped through a few pages on her clipboard. “Yes, well, I’m Doctor Redheart and this is my assistant for the day, Nurse Coldheart,” she said, gesturing to the mare right next to her. “And you said that you came in here for your examination?”

“You didn’t get lost going to the bathroom or anything like that?” Coldheart asked, hope glimmering in her eyes.

“Yeah, I heard about the penis inspection thing like an hour ago and I figured that I may as well come on over here and get it done,” Titus said. “And I figured, since the line for the other guy was way too long, I’d come and get checked up with you girls.”

Both mares tensed. The nurse started wagging her tail like a happy puppy dog while the doctor bounced in place, both of them looking like they could barely contain their excitement.

“So you’re not gonna be bothered by the fact we’re mares then?” Redheart asked. “Because if you are just know that neither of would be offended. The procedure is a very personal one after all, and we wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable.”

“To be honest, I actually have no idea what this whole procedure entails, but I’m not gonna have a problem with you two looking me over,” Titus said, walking over to the half-bed and taking a seat. “The two of you are both probably really professional little horses, so I doubt you’ll try anything inappropriate.”

And even if they did he wasn’t particularly worried. The two were just tiny little horses after all, and not even the ones that could use magic or fly either. If push came to shove he could probably take them, or at the very least stun them both with a boop before making a break for the door.

Both the doctor and nurse smiled.

“Thank you very much for placing your confidence in us, Mr…”

“Titus is fine.”

“Mr. Titus. It means a lot to both myself and my assistant that you’d be willing to give us a chance.”

“Yeah, thanks a bunch for finally giving us something to do,” Coldheart said, and was immediately nudged in the ribs and given a dirty look by the doctor.

“I promise you that both the nurse and I will do our best to make sure that you’re as comfortable as possible,” Redheart said. “We’ll explain each thing we do, and we’ll do our best to make sure you feel safe and comfortable. Coldheart, could you please get the gloves?”

With a smile, Coldheart trotted over to the table and grabbed the small box of rubber gloves sitting on it. She offered the box to Redheart, who quickly took two gloves and put them on. Then nurse herself then took two gloves and pulled them on.

“Now, if you could please remove your clothing, we can begin,” Redheart said.

Titus nodded, quickly pulling off his shoes and socks. His pants were next, then finally his underwear, so that the young man’s lower body was completely bare.

Doctor Redheart didn’t bat an eye at his sudden nudity, though the nurse raised an eyebrow and let out a low whistle.

“Whoo, I’ve never seen one like that bef—OW!”

The doctor flashed Titus another pleasant smile as her associate rubbed her side. “Very good. Now if you’ll just fold up your clothes and place them on the table.”

For the next ten minutes, what Titus experienced was just a standard medical procedure. Both mares only touched him when they needed to, explained everything that they were doing just like they said they would, and only stared at his junk as long as they absolutely needed to while they wrote down this and that.

Every once in awhile, he was given instructions or asked questions.

Have you been feeling any discomfort or pain anywhere? Was your urine cloudy or an odd color? Could you get erect consistently, and if you could was there any pain while doing so?

There were also quite a few questions on his basic anatomy since, from what the mare told him, his equipment was a bit different than what they were used to. Some of it was touch and go, and more than once they stopped what they were doing to check and see they were hurting him, but even so the two of them chugged right along with their examination until, after almost twenty minutes, doctor Redheart moved away and began pulling her gloves off.

“Alrighty. You seem to be perfectly healthy, Mr. Titus,” she said. “Now we’ll just need a urine and sperm sample and you can be on your way.”

“Sperm? What do you need that for?” Titus asked, an eyebrow raising.

The doctor’s small smile turned slightly sheepish. “We need check your sperm count, see if your sperm is healthy and without deformities, things like that,” she told you. “Don’t worry, there’s no need to be nervous about that. Nurse Coldheart will bring in a specialized pump to help you, um, relieve yourself. Neither of us will touch you; in fact, we’ll be out of the room so that you’ll have all the privacy you need.”

Though Titus had somehow managed to keep ol’ Yeller from getting hard while two very cute horses were running their hooves up and down his lower body, the young man’s cock couldn’t help but stir.

“So you’re hooking me up to some kind of milking machine?” he asked.

Doctor Redheart flinched while the nurse, pulling her gloves off and tossing them into a trash can, giggled to herself.

“I wouldn’t exactly call it a milking machine, but yes, we need you to use the pump so that you give us a large enough sample,” Redheart said.

“It won’t hurt a bit,” Coldheart assured. “In fact, I’ve heard that most stallions really enjoy it. We might have a bit of trouble finding one large enough to fit you when you get hard th—”

“Nurse! Could you please go and get the pump?” Redheart interrupted, starting at her hard.

The nurse rolled her eyes, giving Titus a wink before making her way toward the door, opening it up a crack, and slipping through it.

The second that she closed the door behind her, Redheart let out a sigh. “I’m very sorry about my assistant, Mr. Titus. She always gets a bit too… talkative when she’s around stallions.”

Titus chuckled. “There’s nothing to worry about, doc. Now, how about we go ahead and get that pee sample before we get to the big stuff, huh?”

Redheart, giving him a smile, walked over to the table and opened one of the cupboards, reaching in and grabbing a small plastic cup. “Here you go. If you’d like to put your clothes back on there’s a bathroom down the hall you can use. Nurse Coldheart should be back with the pump and we both should have it set up before you’re finished. And please, if you could, try to fill up that cup up to the black line.”

Titus nodded, taking the cup from her hoof and rising to his feet. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the doctor trying her hardest not to stare at him slipped his underwear back on, deciding that that would be good enough for decency sake.

With cup in hand, the young man made his toward the door, opening it up and stepping through it back into the lobby. Checking to see if his friends were waiting in the lobby, he made his way toward the bathroom, quickly filling the little cup he was given and washing his hands before stepping back outside and making his way back toward the examination room.

Titus grabbed the doorknob, and were about to open the door, but paused when he heard two voices on the other side arguing.

“What the buck are we gonna do?”

“Are you sure we don’t have any different sizes?”

“Yes, I’m sure! I checked our entire stock of pumps! Now what are we gonna do?”

“Maybe we could call the supply clerk? She might have something somewhere we could use.”

“You know that lazy feather brain never bucking comes in on the weekends!”

“Then what do you bucking suggest we do, Coldheart?”

“I don’t bucking know, I’m not the one that decided to get all high and mighty and get her doctorate!”

“Oh, don’t you start with that horse apples now!”

While a part of him wanted to step away for a minute or two and let the nurse and the doctor settle their little argument, Titus did have a cupful of warm piss in his hand. So, twisting the doorknob, he opened the door and stepped back inside.

Both Redheart and Coldheart jumped when they saw him enter. Their eyes widened and their ears pinning against their skulls as they fidgeted in place. Beside the two of them was a small machine with a hose on the end of it.

Titus stared at the machine for a few moments, raising an eyebrow at how complicated the thing looked, before staring at both mares. “Is everything alright in here, ladies? I heard some arguing outside.”

Both mares tensed. They quickly looked at each other, before looking at him. Finally, after clearing her throat, Redheart took a step toward him and spoke.

“W-Well, you see, Mr. Titus, there might be a problem with the pump.”

Coldheart took a step as well, so she was side by side with the doctor. “Not a problem with the machine exactly. It’s more a problem with the attachments to the pump.”

Grabbing a long plastic tube from the machine, she showed it to him.

“These things here are placed on your stallionhood to funnel your sperm into the machine, as well as give the you the pleasure needed to ejaculate. In most cases, we have a size for pretty much everypony. But the doctor and I have a sneaking suspicion that because of your unique anatomy that won’t have a size that fits you properly.” She looked down at his groin. “You are a very big colt after all, and we wouldn’t want one of these to break.”

A bit of pride couldn’t help but fill the young man. Titus smiled, puffing his chest out just a little bit.

“Usually, in cases like this, we’d call the company that supplies us with these tubes and have them sent to the hospital, but I have absolutely no idea if we’ll be able to get it in time,” Redheart said, with a anxious wiggle. “They might have something for you, but the company really doesn’t make these for any other species besides ponies and gryphons.”

“And you’re not gonna be fitting in gryphon tubes,” Coldheart added, placing the tube carefully back into the machine. “And I’d bet you a thousand bits that the hospital isn’t gonna special order one tube.”

Redheart bit her lip. “Exactly…”

Titus looked at the doctor and the nurse, his brow furrowing. “So, what are we gonna do then?” he asked. “Am I just going to have to do the ejaculating myself then?”

“No. We need a specific amount of sperm to run all of our tests, and stallions are shown not to release enough when they do it t-themselves,” Redheart said, a blush coloring her cheeks.

Walking over to the machine, Titus looked over the half dozen tubes arrayed out for him. Eyeing them carefully, he picked each of them up. With each one he looked at, Titus realized that the nurse was right; he could tell without even taking off his pants that he wouldn’t fit in any of these. They were either too small, or too thin, or shaped too oddly.

Titus clicked his tongue as he put down the last tube. “How much trouble would I get in if I just didn’t finish this whole Penis inspection thing?”

“You’d probably get a fine,” Redheart said, refusing to look at him. “If we spoke out for you it’d be a relatively small one, but you’d still be fined.”

“And how small is a small fine exactly?”

“About five hundred bits.”

Titus grimaced. “Yeah, I’d rather not have to pay that,” he said, walking over to the half-bed and sitting down. “That’s a lot of money.”

He stared up at the ceiling, thinking hard. He didn’t have five hundred bits, and he really had no desire to save up that much money to pay a fine for something as stupid as this.

“Is there something we can do? Anything at all?”

Redheart said nothing, just staring at the ground. Coldheart, however, let out a thoughtful hum as she scratched her chin.

“Well, if we really needed to... you and me could just do it, Red.”

Doctor Redheart’s head shot up. She looked over at Coldheart like the mare had just grown a second head. “Coldheart!” she hissed, her blush deepening.

“What? You know the crown is about getting stallions checked out,” Coldheart said with a shrug. “No matter what we tell them they’re gonna fine Titus here a boatload of bits, and if we try to okay him without a sperm sample we’d both lose our licenses.”

“And we couldn’t lose our licenses by acting inappropriately with a stallion during work?!”

A blush began working its way onto the nurse’s face as she puffed out her cheeks. “Hey, I’m not saying that we force him to bend us over the table or anything! All we gotta do is give him a hoofjob or something like that!”

Redheart’s gaze snapped from Titus, whose face had also began to turn a bit rosy, to the nurse. She took a few steps backward toward the door as she chewed her lip. “I can’t lose my license, Coldheart. I just became a doctor!”

“Titus’s not gonna say anything!” Coldheart said. “And if he doesn’t want to do it then he doesn’t have to!”

“He’s not going to have to decide anything because we’re not doing that!”

“It’ll take like five minutes!”

“I don’t care if it would just take two seconds! We took an oath to help ponies, not take advantage of them like some sexual deviants!”

“We’re not taking a—”

Seeing that the mares were getting louder and louder the longer that bickered, Titus quickly cleared his throat. “Ladies.”

Both mares looked over toward him so quickly that their necks cracked.

Wincing, Titus leaned forward in his chair and gave them his best reassuring smile. The young man couldn’t help but feel more than a little grateful that these two mares were actually considering “helping” him out even though it could cost them their jobs. It was sweet and, to be honest, not that bad of an idea.

It had been a while since he had seen any action, and he wasn’t too proud to admit that he thought both mares were very attractive. And Titus had never been the type of guy to say no to free sex by a couple of cute ponies.

“Look, girls, why don’t we calm down for a second and really explore this avenue?”

Redheart and Coldheart looked at him like he had just grown a second head.

“What?” they both said at the same time.

“You guys don’t have anything that’ll fit me, I’m not allowed to use my own hands, and I really don’t want to spend all that money, so I really don’t know if we have another option,” he said.

Coldheart perked up, a surprised yet happy smile on her face. Meanwhile, Redheart looked like he had just run over a puppy.

“Mr. T-Titus, we really can’t do something like that!” she said. “I-It’s unethical! Wrong!”

“It’s only wrong if you force me to do anything,” he said. “And as far as I can see the two of you would just be helping me out.”

Titus spread his legs just a bit. Even though he could tell that Redheart was trying really hard not to look, her gaze nevertheless settled on his slowly tenting underwear.

Coldheart grinned. “See? He’s completely fine with it. So all we need to do is make sure the doors are locked, get a cup to put the sample in after we’ve finished him off, and it’ll be fine!”

Redheart dryly swallowed. “I, um, well…” She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths before reopening them and looking up at the human. “Are you positive that you’d be fine with us stimulating you ourselves?”

“If I wasn’t fine with it I wouldn’t have asked you,” Titus replied.

“But are you sure-sure?”

“Yep.”

“Completely, one hundred percent, unequivocally sure?”

Both Coldheart and Redheart took a step toward the young man. Coldheart pulled off her nurse’s cap and tossed it into the table, letting her mane fall around her shoulders with a few tosses of her head. Redheart slowly began to unbutton her lab coat. The mare kept her shifting her gaze from his face to the floor as she bit her lip.

Titus found him grinning as he spread his legs a little wider. “I’m as serious as a heart attack.”

Coldheart grinned, rushing over and placing her hooves on Titus’s thighs. He twitched at the sudden contact but the earth pony seemed to barely notice it as she pressed her muzzle against his semi-hard length and inhaled deeply.

“I’ve always wanted to do it with a stallion in this bucking building,” she whispered, planting a kiss on his cloth-covered cock.

Titus gasped, his knees reflexively trying to come together. Coldheart pressed them back apart, nuzzling him with more and more force. Redheart watched the nurse with wide eyes and a red face as she let out a quiet groan. Titus let out a groan himself, pressing his back against the wall and placing a hand on the mare’s head.

“Sweet Celestia, I can’t wait to see just how hard this thing gets,” Coldheart said, giving the outline of his cock a lick. “I bet it’ll rip these pants right off~”

A shudder ran through her as she reached up and grabbed the hem of his underwear. She gave the human’s length another teasing lick as she started pulling them down, revealing more and more skin.

As Titus let out another groan, lifting his hips to help the mare along, Redheart seemed to come out of her stupor. Her nervous, slightly embarrassed expression transformed into one of stern resolve. She marched over toward the two, grabbing Coldheart by the tail and giving it a hard yank just as she was about to reveal Titus’s cock.

“No! We’re doing this to help our patient, not for self-gratification, Coldheart,” Redheart snapped.

“What? I’m just trying to get the big colt ready to go! What’s wrong with that?” Coldheart said, giving her flank a rub.

“What’s the problem is that you’re not being professional about this. If we’re going to get Mr. Titus here o-off it needs to be done as quickly and as efficiently as possible.”

Coldheart opened her mouth to say something, only for the doctor to clamp a hoof over her muzzle.

“I don’t want to hear it! Now go lock the doors so that we may begin. And get one of those plastic containers under the table so we can get our sample.”

Grumbling to herself, Coldheart slapped Redheart’s hoof away. She looked at Titus over her shoulder and gave him a wink, lifting her tail and giving the young man an eyeful before making her way toward one of the doors.

Redheart shook her head, trotting over to him and smiled. “I’m very sorry about that, Titus. Now, I’d appreciate it if you took off your undergarments so that we can begin.” Her smile wavered for a moment. “Though, if you’re feeling uncomfortable about this, we can stop immediately...”

Titus gave her a wink as he slipped his thumbs through his waistband and slowly began pulling his underwear down. Coldheart let out a whistle at the sight and Redheart blushed just a little bit harder, but even so she didn’t look away even as his manhood was revealed.

“T-Thank you very much,” the doctor said, now just a bit breathless. “Now if you could just f-fold them up and spread your legs please.”

Redheart shifted her weight as he did as she asked. The mare took a half-step toward hum, then another, then another. She was about to take that one last step but hesitated.

“Are you s-sure you want to do this, Titus?” she asked quietly.

Sitting up, Titus leaned toward the mare, cupping her cheek with a hand. Redheart twitched at his touch but didn’t shy away.

“Doctor Redheart. I can honestly tell you that I’m hundred percent sure that I’d very much like it if you and your assistant were to collect a sperm sample from me,” he said with a grin. “As I’m sure any other sane guy would.”

Redheart smiled shyly, taking that last step and placing a hoof on his leg. “A-Alrighty then. I guess we should s-start then, huh?”

“Aw yeah! Here we go!” Coldheart said, pumping a hoof into the air as she walked over to them with an empty cup in hoof.

Setting the cup right next to Titus, the mare wiggled between his thighs right next to the doctor. Smiling, she grabbed the base of his cock and gave it a few pumps.

“So how are we gonna do this doc?” she asked as the human let out a sigh.

Redheart looked back at the doors before looking at cock right in front of her. “W-Well, I suppose we should go ahead and get him completely hard.”

“On it,” Coldheart said, saluting with her free hoof before using it to give Titus’s balls a gentle squeeze.

The nurse’s hooves were soft, and what she lacked in skill and more than made up in eagerness. In no time at all, Titus found himself fully hardened and throbbing. A spurt of precum leaked from his tip down to his shaft.

“There we go,” she said. “Let’s this big, fat thing leaking…”

She took a deep breath, giving her backside a wiggle. “Sweet Celestia… You smell that Red?”

Redheart, whose eyes were glued to the human’s cock, nodded. “Y-Yes. It’s very… potent, isn’t it?”

Coldheart let out a hum, using the tip of her hood to tease his crown. “Strong enough to get this filly’s head spinning,” she said, licking her lips as she leaned forward just a bit more.

Redheart leaned forward as well, reaching up with a hoof to cup his balls. Titus let out another groan spurting another dollop.

“It looks like he likes that, Red,” Coldheart said, reaching up with her over hoof so that both were pumping his cock.

Redheart’s nostrils flared. She lifted Titus’s sack, giving his balls a few gentle squeezes. The earth pony then licked her lips, looking back up at him.

“D-Does that feel nice, Titus?” she asked.

“Yes,” he grunted, running his fingers through Coldheart’s mane as she began jerking him a little faster.

Coldheart cooed, leaning forward and giving his tip a lick when Redheart wasn’t watching. The human’s cock jumped in her hooves. She giggled, collecting the pre around his head before pulling back.

“Do you want in on some of this action, Red, or are you just gonna sit there like some little filly,” she said, nudging the doctor.

Redheart bristled. “I-I am doing something!” she said, giving his balls another few squeezes.

While it felt nice, just like the stroking, it was nowhere near enough. If the two mares wanted him to cum sometime soon they were going to have to do a bit more.

Coldheart seemed to notice this because she gave him a wink. “Come on, Red. We’re gonna be here all day if we don’t start a little more than giving him a hoofjob.”

She wrapped a dirty hoof around the doctor’s shoulder and leaned her forward so that both of their muzzles were nearly touching his shaft. Then nurse, still stroking him, stuck her tongue out and gave the space between his cock and balls a lick.

Redheart’s blush crept down her neck and toward her chest. “C-Coldheart, you stop that r-right now,” she said. “We’re p-professionals, and we can’t t-take advantage of a s-stallion like—”

Whatever else the doctor wanted to say transformed into a gasp as Coldheart began lightly slapping Titus’s cock against the tip of her muzzle. Redheart twitched with each slap but she stayed right where she was.

“Come on, Red, stop being such a stick in the mud and enjoy yourself a little,” Coldheart said, rubbing her tongue up the underside of his cock before finishing it off with a kiss on the tip. “We have a cute stallion all to ourselves to do whatever we want~”

She slapped Redheart’s muzzle a few more times. The doctor’s eyes glazed over, and once or twice Titus swore he could feel her pucker her lips and kiss his cock.

“I-I… I mean, we r-really need to…” she said, before a few more slaps caused her to trail off.

“What we need to do is help our patient here and make him cum, Ms. big, important doctor,” Coldheart said. “So let’s help him, huh?”

Placing a hoof under Redheart’s chin, she lifted the earth pony’s head up. She then placed Titus’s tip against the mare’s lips before nudging her forward.

Redheart struggled a bit, wiggling in place as she pursed her lips, but Coldheart was insistent. She pushed the mare with more and more force until his cock head found its way past the mare’s lips.

“Fucccccck,” Titus groaned, gripping the edges of the half-bed.

He fired a spurt of pre into the mare’s mouth. Redheart’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates as she tasted it. A low, long groan escaped her, and just like that whatever resistance she had crumbled.

The mare’s body went slack. Her eyes became half-lidded and cloudy. Taking a few deep breaths through her nose to take in more of the human’s scent, she began sucking his tip like a pacifier. Her tongue began to lap around his sensitive head, making him buck his hips while his other hand found its way onto her head.

“Atta girl,” Coldheart said, slowly making her way down toward his balls. “I knew you’d be into this.”

The nurse gave Redheart a kiss on the cheek, then the chin. Redheart let out another groan and started bobbing her head while Coldheart, blowing Titus a kiss, took one of his balls into her mouth and started to suckle.

Titus twitched again, firing another spurt of cum into the warm, wet mouth of the doctor fellating him. “That’s it,” he said, running his fingers through both ponies manes. “Just like that… just like that…”

Coldheart, after bathing his ball in her spit, released it with a pop before switching to the other one. Redheart’s bobs grew deeper and deeper, the mare’s spit dripping down his cock as she sucked and licked.

In no time at all, Titus began squirming in his seat. With each little suckle or tease with the tongue he had to bite his lip to keep himself from moaning. He knew that if his made too much noise someone might get curious, and then it’d be over for these cute little mares.

While such a thought should have worried the young man, it only managed to work him up even more. The thrill of being caught, knowing that his friends weren’t a hundred feet away with just a door and thin walls separating them had his heart pounding and him panting like a dog.

Coldheart, releasing his ball, lifted her head up so that her cheek was pressing up against Redheart’s. “Come on, Red, give me a little taste,” she said, licking her lips.

Redheart bobbed her head a few more times, her long, thick pony tongue swirling around Titus’s shaft, before she rose off of him with a pop. The doctor did her best to catch her breath as Coldheart eagerly took her place, gagging on his member as she forced half of his cock into her maw.

“That was… t-that was… oh sweet Celestia,” Redheart said, wiping the spit from her chin as she let out a breathless groan.

As quick as a whip, the doctor made her way down to his balls and started sucking and licking as one of her hooves made its way between her legs.

Both mares continued to do their best to bring him to his finish. Once in awhile they would switch, Redheart shoving Coldheart off of him before opening her mouth as wide as she could and forcing herself down the human’s length. Other times the mares would lap at his shaft, using their tongues to tease his head. Spit and pre had, by now, covered the table, Titus’s legs, and the mare’s faces and necks. The smell of sex was ripe in the air. Each little suck, lick, kiss, and nuzzle chipped off just a little bit more of the young man’s stamina.

Titus could feel his pleasure concentrating in his belly, burning hotter and hotter until it felt like it was boiling. His muffled groans became louder and louder. Each time one of the mare’s took him into their mouths he bucked his hips more forcefully, forcing them both to gag and choke on his maleness. Titus could feel himself twitching harder and harder. His cock head began to swell, and the pre he was leaking came at a steady stream.

Both mares seemed to noticed, because they let out almost drunken giggles.

“It looks like big boy here’s almost ready to pop, Red,” Coldheart said, running her tongue up the side of his shaft.

Redheart hummed, slapping his cock against her forehead as she lapped at his sack. “Make sure… to get that… container ready…”

Coldheart let out another drunken giggle, her gaze snapping up to the panting, red-faced human. “You better give us enough to test, otherwise we’ll have to do this again,” she said, giving his tip a loving kiss. “Or don’t. I won’t mind sitting here all day pumping this big, fat thing for samples~”

She wiggled as she grabbed Titus’s shaft with her hoof and started stroking. Titus let out a hiss, bucking his hips in time with the mare’s jerks.

“Maybe for the first load you could just paint our faces?” Coldheart suggested. “I don’t know about Red here, but I’ve always wanted to walk around this hospital smelling like cum, and I bet your scent would be on me for weeks.”

She leaned forward a bit and gave his head a quick lick. Titus’s toes curled and he closed his eyes.

“Or maybe we could have you finish somewhere else? I wouldn’t mind walking out of here leaking from both holes.”

Titus throbbed, and a spurt of pre fired out of his tip. Coldheart was quick to catch it in the container, grinning like a mad mare.

“You know, It’s too bad that I’m not in heat right now. I’d be happy to see if this monster could put a couple of foals in me. How would that sound, big guy? Rutting me until we have a couple kids running around? You waking up every day with me taking care of this before I go to work? I’m sure we could get Red here in on it if you really—”

That was the straw that broke the camel’s back. Shutting his eyes as tightly as he could, the human brought a hand to his mouth, bit his knuckle, and came.

The first shot soared above Coldheart’s container to land across Redheart’s back. The nurse let out curse—though she still giggled with delight at seeing him pop— before angling his cock so that his loads would hit their mark.

“Red, get your flank up here,” Coldheart said, as Titus fired again and again, quickly filling the container. “It looks like the big guy is gonna overflow this thing!”

Redheart lifted her head just as his cock twitched again, the size of his load threatening to overflow the cup.

“Hurry up and try to grab another container or something. It’s gonna be hard enough to mask the smell in this room, but if we get cum anywhere we’ll—”

Before Coldheart could finished her sentence, Redheart reached up with a hoof and gently, but firmly, pushed the cum-filled cup out of the way. Then, without warning, she opened her mouth and swallowed the human’s cock.

“F-Fuck!” Titus groaned, jerking in his seat as the mare began sucking him hard.

The next load hit the back of her throat with such force that the mare gagged around his cock. She managed to swallow the next one, and in no time at all she was milking the remainder of his seed with steady gulps.

Coldheart frowned as she watched the doctor release the human’s now spent cock with a pop, her cheeks bulging with his sperm. “What the hay, Red? If I knew you weren’t gonna give me grief about that I’d have just done that myself!”

The mare opened her mouth to say more, but before she could Redheart grabbed the mare of her mane and forced her into a kiss. Coldheart’s eyes went wide as Redheart shared the cum in her mouth. The mare let out a groan, her eyes fluttering.

When Titus had finally regained the ability to open his eyes once more, the first thing that he saw were the mare’s desperately holding onto each other, their tongues battle one another as they fought over his cum. He let out one final groan, closing his eyes once more and letting himself go limp in his seat.

“Best… doctors examination… ever…”


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“Titus! There you are! We were worried sick about you!”

Titus made his way toward his little horse friends, his clothes a little bit messy, but with a big smile on his face.

“You were in there forever, Titus,” Thunderlane said. “They thought something had happened to you.”

“Are you alright, Titus  ?” Hooves asked, looking as concerned as the other two.

“I’m fantastic,” the young man said with a grin, showing them the little paper in his hand. “The doc and her nurse were able to get me all sorted out and now I don’t have to do this again until next year.”

“So those dirty mares didn’t take advantage of you then?” Caramel asked.

“They were wonderful,” he replied, slipping the piece of paper into his back pocket.

All three stallions breathed a sigh of relief.

“See? I told you two that Titus could take care of himself,” Hooves said with a small smile.

That smile diminished somewhat when he looked down at the human’s other hand. “Titus? What’s that other paper for?”

Titus looked down at said paper, his smile growing just a hair. “Home addresses.”
> Horses Invite Man to Their House. Even More Lewd Things Happen
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

“So… How have the two of you been?”

Almost a week after the incident in the hospital, Titus found himself sitting at a table of one of the fancier restaurants in Ponyville. That honestly wasn’t saying that much, since this itty-bitty town had no more than five restaurants—two of them being pizza joints that, for some reason, were right next to each other—but even the place was nice enough that the young man had felt obligated to wear a dress shirt. On the other side of the table were his two favorite medical professionals, Coldheart and Redheart.

Redheart, who had been the one to ask him out to this lunch—not able to look him in the face and shimmering and blushing the whole while—had also decided to dress for the occasion. The earth pony was wearing a simple but well-fitting blue dress. Her mane looked like it had just been styled and cut this morning, and her coat had been brushed so thoroughly that it seemed to shine in the sunlight. Coldheart, on the other hand, had elected a more casual look. The mare’s mane was messy and slightly wild. Her coat stood up at places—though it looked like she had taken the time to carefully comb the fur on her chest so that he puffed out—her eyes also seemed slightly blood-shot, leading Titus to believe that the mare had been asleep not ten minutes before coming to the restaurant.

However neat or unkempt either mare looked didn’t particularly matter, however. Titus was happy to see both of them all the same and, from the looks of their faces, they seemed very happy to see him.

“I’ve been doing pretty good, big guy,” Coldheart said, taking a long slurp of her iced tea as she reached over and grabbed a little slice of bread that the waiter had sat for you all while you waited for your food. “A lot of work, some laying around, even more work.”

Buttering her bread, the earth pony gave Titus a wink. “I’ve also been doing a whole lot of jilling since I got a taste of that hog between your legs,” she said, licking her lips. “I can’t stop picturing it while—OW!”

“Shut. Up,” a red-faced Redheart growled. “We’re in public for Celestia’s sake.”

Coldheart stuck her tongue out at the doctor as she rubbed her side. “You can’t tell me what to do while I’m a civilian, Red,” she said. “If I want to get on top of this table and tell everypony in here what I did to this stallion then I’m allowed to.”

“That’s right, but I can also beat the fur off your body if you make a scene while we’re having lunch,” Redheart said with a frown as she took a sip of her water. “Or I could make you pay for everything.”

Coldheart flinched. “Alright, alright, I’ll be good, I’ll be good” she said, sitting straight in her chair. “There’s no need to bring out the big guns like that, Red.”

She took a bite out of her bread, looking over to the human. A small grin came to her face as Titus felt something brush against his leg. If he had to take a guess, he would have said that it was a tail.

Titus took a sip of his water, trying his very hardest not to laugh. “What about you, Redheart? How have you been doing?”

“I’ve been doing very well, thank you for asking,” Redheart replied. “It’s been a very long week, but I’m positive that this will make it all worth it.”

“You should have seen Red for the last couple of days, Titus,” Coldheart said, her grin widening as she leaned out of the way to avoid an elbow from the doctor. “She was practically skipping up and down the halls. I’m also pretty sure that a smile never left her face.”

“S-So what? Can’t I be excited to go on a date?” Redheart said, looking down at the table. “It’s been bucking years since I’ve managed to talk a stallion into coming to dinner.”

“Hey, I’m not saying that you shouldn’t be excited, Red,” Coldheart said, wrapping her hoof around the doctor’s shoulders. “You should be super jazzed that this cutie wanted to go out with the two of us. I know I’m really amped up to see where this night takes us.”

Coldheart gave him a wink. That tail once again brushed against his leg as the earth pony took another bite out of her bread. Redheart grumbled to herself, refusing to look at anyone at the table. Titus, seeing this, leaned over and placed a hand on her hoof.

“I was actually pretty happy to see you turn up at my front door, Redheart,” he said. “I didn’t really know if you two were really all that interested in me.”

Both mare’s eyes snapped up toward him. Redheart’s mouth opened slightly in an expression of absolute bewilderment. Coldheart just chuckled.

“Sweetie, if you don’t think the two of us were interested after what you let us pull the other day you must be loco in the coco,” she said. “And even ignoring that, it’s not often that you find a cute single stallion running around town.”

The smile on Titus’s face grew just a hair. “Really?”

“O-Of course!” Redheart said, shaking her head rapidly. “Any mare would be out of their minds not to at least ask. Somepony that produces the amount of sperm in one session that you do is an ideal stallion for any herd.”

A few seconds passed as the doctor’s words sunk in with everyone at the table. Redheart was the first one to realize what she had said, the mare’s eyes widening to the size of dinner plates.

“I-I mean, I know there’s quite a bit more one n-needs to look for in a stallion, a-and I’m absolutely positive t-that you have every single t-trait, but I just meant t-that—”

Coldheart looked over at the doctor, obviously trying very hard not to laugh. “How you never managed to find a nice herd really is a mystery.”

“I don’t see you running around with a bunch of stallions, missy,” Redheart said with a huff.

“That’s because there aren’t any stallions around here, or at least there weren’t,” Coldheart replied, helping herself to another slice of bread. “So we’ll need to win this big guy over before some other mare pounces on him.”

Titus chuckled at the mare’s bravado, reaching over and giving Redheart’s hoof a squeeze. Redheart gave him a small smile, squeezing his hand right back.

“So the two of you are going to try and win me over then, huh?” he asked.

“Of course,” Coldheart said, leaning back into her chair as Redheart, who was staring at her in disapproval, took a sip of her drink. “No, actually, the plan was to get you to come home to Red’s house so we could buck your brains out.”

Redheart’s cheeks ballooned and a spurt of water shot out of her mouth and hit the table. Titus fully expected to get a mouthful of water to the face but the earth pony somehow managed to swallow.

“Coldheart!”

“I know we weren’t the only ones that enjoyed that little ‘examination’,” Coldheart said, leaning toward the human with bedroom eyes. “I’d bet you this week’s paycheck that you wouldn’t mind doing something like that, eh big guy? Or maybe something a little more… physical?”

She wiggled in her chair, licking her lips. Redheart gave her a hard slap on the back of her head but she barely seemed to notice it.

“If you think our mouths were nice, you should see what other parts of us can do. Did you know that earth ponies are the tightest out of any other races?”

Redheart slapped the back of the nurse’s head once again. A blush was working its way down the earth pony’s neck. She was also biting her lip hard as her eyes darted back and forth, checking to see if anyone was eavesdropping on their conversation.

Titus gave her hoof another squeeze, leaning across the table toward Coldheart. “Really? I don’t think I’ve ever heard that before.”

“Yep, it’s completely true,” Coldheart said with a nod. “It was one of the first things they taught us in medical school. Earth ponies are the tightest, have the best flanks, and are the most fertile. We’re also the most thoughtful lovers and we’re known for making the best candies, cakes, and pies. I’m pretty sure we’re also the cutest and the best cuddlers but don’t quote me on that.”

She nudged Redheart in the ribs. “If you don’t believe me just ask Red. She probably took the exact same class as I did.

Redheart sputtered. “Don’t you drag me into your nonsense! Especially all of your racial ideas nonsense.”

“Hey, it’s not racist if it’s all true,” Coldheart said, stuffing her slice of bread into her mouth and noisily chewing. “Don’t listen to her, Titus. She knows I’m right, and she also knows that the two best earth ponies in town are sitting right in front of you.”

Titus’s smile grew so wide that he wouldn’t be surprised if it was hanging off of his face. “Lucky me, huh?”

“That’s right!” Coldheart said a little loudly, slapping a hoof against the table. “We’re two of the cutest, most marely mares in this town. Red over there might not look like it but she easily has one of the nicest flanks this side of Manehattan—”

Redheart, somehow, blushed a little bit harder.

“—and I don’t mean to brag, but my flank isn’t too shabby either. Red’s a doctor and I’m a nurse, too, so you know we’ll be able to make sure that you’re healthy and happy. We’re also pretty loaded, so you won’t have to worry about getting a job or anything.”

“I-I also have a very nice house,” Redheart quietly added, looking down at the table.

“She does,” Coldheart said, reaching over and dragging his free hand. “It’s a big old thing too. The perfect place to have a bunch of foals. Did I also mention that we earth ponies are good at making those? Because if you’re looking to start a big family we’re pretty much built for that kind of thing. I also like sucking cock and talking about feelings and all of that mushy stuff if you wanted to know.”

Titus couldn’t hold it back any longer. Throwing back his head, he started laughing hard. The young man was laughing so hard that he had to let go of both mare’s hooves so he could hug his stomach.

Coldheart’s once confident expression shattered into a million pieces. Anxiousness replaced it. Anxious, concern, and even a bit of horror. Redheart didn’t look much better, the mare doing her best to make herself as small as possible while she tried her hardest not to cry.

For a good minute and a half, Titus struggled to contain his laughter, and failed miserably. However, once the waves of jovialness died down and he was able to catch his breath, the human was able to speak.

“You know, I don’t think I’ve ever had anyone hit on me like that before,” he said, wiping a tear from his eye. “It’s actually kind of… nice.”

Both mares held their breath, looking nervously at each other before looking back at the young man.

“R-Really?” Coldheart said, desperately trying to regain her mask of confidence. “I mean, of course you’d never get hit on like that! When you have the best, the rest aren’t even worth thinking about!”

Titus had to resist the urge to start laughing again. “I’m lucky I’ve finally gotten to see the best then, huh?” he said.

“Maybe the luckiest stallion alive,” Coldheart said as their waiter came over with their orders.

Titus couldn’t help but chuckle as he unfolded a napkin and sat it into his lap. “You know, I’d think that I’d like to go and see what your house looks like, Redheart,” he said.

Both mares perked up.

“Really?” Redheart said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Titus said nothing, just giving the doctor a wink.

“Yes,” Coldheart said, pumping a hoof. “Momma’s gettin’ some!”


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Lunch was nice, if a little rushed. Both the human and earth ponies all ate as quickly as they could, wanting to get to Redheart’s house to have their fun as quickly as possible. In fact, the waiter hadn’t even asked them how they liked their meals before they were asking for the check. Titus had offered to pay half and had been pointedly ignored. Coldheart had then grabbed the human by the sleeve and all but dragged human out of the restaurant, a nervous yet excited Redheart following closely behind.

As the three of them made their way through the streets of Ponyville, Titus noticed both earth ponies standing a little straighter. They eyed each pony that passed. If it was a stallion, all they were given was a look, but if it was a mare both the doctor and the nurse would puff up like chickens. If the mare came too close, Redheart would dart around and charge the mare for a few steps, snorting angrily and tossing her head. When the usually very confused pony would scramble away, Redheart would proudly come trotting back with her head held high, dragging her tail across his leg or lower stomach before taking her back in the rear. This extraordinarily adorable display made the walk go by quickly, and in no time at all they all found themselves standing in front of a red brick house.

“Here we are, Casa Redheart,” Coldheart said, giving Titus’s sleeve a tug. “Nice, isn’t it?”

“It is,” you said with a nod. “The windows are really—”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. Do you still keep your key under the mat, Red?”

Redheart frowned as Coldheart tried her hardest to drag the human up the house’s front porch. “And how the hay do you know where I keep my key?” she asked.

“I remember you told me where it was last time you let me sleep on your couch after I drank too much cider last year,” Coldheart replied, giving Titus’s sleeve another tug. “Now enough chitchat. We got some bucking to take care of!”

Titus did his best to contain his laughter as the mare let go of his hand and reached under the welcome mat in front of the brick house’s white door. With some fiddling, she was able to unlock it and push it open.

“Put that key back where it was,” Redheart said, stepping beside the young man. “I don’t want to get locked out of my house because of you.”

The doctor looked up at Titus with a nervous smile. He replied with a smile of his own as he placed a hand on top of her head. She tensed at the human’s touch, but as soon as Titus started running his fingers through her scalp she seemed to calm down, letting out a hum and pressing herself against the his leg.

“Come on, we can do all the foreplay we want when we’re inside!” Coldheart said, motioning the two to go into the house. “Let’s get a move on, we’re burning daylight. Go, go, go, go, go!”

“Coldheart, will you bucking stop for five seconds,” Redheart said with a frown, glaring at the mare. She then looked up at the human, her expression softening and her smile returning. “Titus, would you l-like to come inside?”

“I’d love to,” Titus said, offering the mare his hand.

She smiled, reaching up with a hoof and taking it. “C-Come on then. I’ll take y-you to the living room.”

Coldheart darted into the house as the doctor led the human through the door. As Titus closed said door behind him—also making sure to take his shoes off so he didn’t dirty the nice wooden floor— he took a look around. The inside of the house was cozy and comfortable, if a little outdated, and much, much nicer than the his house.

“Sorry in advance if anything’s messy. After my shift yesterday I spent all night cleaning up but I’m sure I missed a few things,” Redheart said, leading Titus through what looked like a dining room.

“So, you were expecting to bring me home then?” he asked.

Redheart paused mid-step, her head whipping around to look at him. “No! Yes! I m-mean, I was going to ask if you wanted to come over for drinks, not… that!”

Titus laughed, giving the frazzled mare’s nose a boop. “You’re adorable.”

Redheart blushed. “I’m not adorable,” she muttered, looking down at the floor.

“Are you love birds coming or what?” Coldheart called from the other room. “Because if the two of you are and I’m not in on it I’m going to be very upset!”

A shiver ran down the length of Redheart’s body. She slowly lifted her head to look at him, her ears pinned against her skull as she chewed on her lip.

“A-Are you sure you want to do this, Titus?” she asked. “I know this is really, really fast, and I don’t want to think Coldheart or myself are pressuring you to do anything that you don’t want to…”

Titus crouched down so that he was eye level with the mare. “Is this something that you want to do, Redheart?” he asked. “The whole pressure thing goes both ways you know, and if you’re not comfortable with this we can just sit down and have drinks or whatever. I could even go if you wanted—”

“No, no! Don’t go!” Redheart said, placing a hoof on his shoulder. “I don’t want you to go! I want you to stay! With us! With m-me!”

The white mare lost a bit of steam, turning just a bit redder as she looked back down at the floor. She took a few deep breaths, closing her eyes. When she opened them and looked back up at him, the nervous, shy mare that had stood right before the young man a few seconds ago was gone.

“Titus, I’d very much like it if you stayed for the night,” Redheart said. “And don’t think you’re pressuring me to do anything.”

Just underneath the doctor’s stoic, resolute expression Titus could sense something. He saw it in the slight movements of the earth pony’s body, the way that she leaned forward toward him to take deep breaths, even in the way that her tail not too discreetly dragged against his ass. It was hunger; pure, animalistic hunger.

“I want this. Oh Celestia above do I want this.”

Titus smiled, leaning over to give the mare a kiss on the nose. “Good.”

The moment that his lips touched Redheart’s snout the confident, strong mare crumbled into a million pieces.

“Y-Yes, good,” Redheart said. “I’m glad that you want to do this with us. With me. I-In my house.”

Titus gave her another kiss on the nose. The mare blushed a little harder, but as he pulled away she darted forward and give him a peck on the cheek. The human chuckled, giving her a quick kiss on the lips before standing up.

“Let’s get to the living room. We don’t want to keep Coldheart chomping at the bit now, do we?”

Redheart, who had a slightly dopey expression on her face, nodded. “Alright! R-Right this way then, m’lord.”

Taking his hand, the doctor lead Titus through a dining room into a room with a comfortable-looking couch and a row of bookcases. Coldheart was sitting on the couch, impatiently kicking the bottom of it as she stared at the cabinet of fancy drinks that was sitting in the corner of the room.

The moment Titus and Redheart entered the room, she perked up. “Finally! I was about to get up and look for the two of you,” she said, hopping off the couch and trotting toward them. “So how are we gonna do this? Do you wanna take turns, Red, or should we take this big guy on at the same time? Maybe one of us can sit on his face while the other goes to town on that monster between his legs? How’s that sound, big guy? I know a lot of stallions don’t like eating a mare out but you look like a pussy licker if I’ve ever seen one. And even if you aren’t, I’m sure I can make you into one in no time~”

Grinning, Coldheart, made a move toward Titus’s groin, only for Redheart to stop her. “N-No. If we’re going to do this w-we’re gonna do this right,” she said. “I’ll go first.”

The grin melted off Coldheart’s face. “What? But I—!”

“No butts! If we’re going to do this I’m going to go f-first,” Redheart said, butting heads with the mare.

Coldheart puffed her cheeks out and tried to push the mare back. Unfortunately for her Redheart, who was half a head taller than the earth pony, would not be so easily moved. Puffing her cheeks out as well, the doctor forced her to take a step back, then another, then another, until Coldheart finally scrambled away with her tail tucked between her legs.

“Fine, you can go first. Jeez, no need to bite my bucking head off,” she said. “I’ll go when you’re done.”

Redheart smirked. “Good.”

Turning away from the nurse—slapping her in the face with her tail in the process—Redheart trotted over and gently, but firmly, pushed him onto the couch.

“Are you ready, Titus?”

“Yes ma’am,” Titus replied, leaning back and spreading his legs.

Redheart’s eyes drifted down to his groin. The mare licked her lips, leaning down to burying her nose in his crotch.

“Hmmm. So am I~” she said, giving the human’s rapidly growing bulge a nuzzle.

Titus reached down to unbutton his pants, only for Redheart to bat his hand away.

“No, I want to do it,” she said, planting a trail of kisses down his cloth-covered length. “If that’s alright with you.”

Titus hissed, his back arching as the mare started nuzzling his cock a little more firmly. “If I was anymore alright with it I’d be ripping through these pants,” he said, gritting his teeth.

Redheart giggled, nosing the human’s inner thigh before grabbing the button on his pants with her teeth. She tugged on it gently, trying her hardest not to just tear the thing off. Her brow furrowed and her tail flicked side to side in irritation, but after a few moments she was finally able to open up his pants.

The mare let out a happy hum, reaching for the human’s zipper and giving it a tug. Titus lifted his hips, helping her along as she pulled his pants down. With a few hard tugs, she pulled his pants completely off and tossed them away, leaving the young man in just his dress shirt and boxers.

Titus’s cock, very happy with how the day was proceeding, was straining against his underwear.

“Yes, I’ve been waiting for this~” Redheart said, licking her lips.

She booped his cock with the tip of her muzzle, her eyes focused on that little wet spot on his tip. Her tongue slipped out of her mouth and she ran it up his length.

Titus let out a groan, his hips gently bucking. Redheart let out another breathless giggle, licking the young man’s cloth-covered tip.

“You know, after you left that examination room I didn’t know what to think,” she said, grabbing the hem of human’s boxers and slowly pulling them down. “Something like that just doesn’t happen unless it’s in some smutty book, but here it went and happened to me. And just like the books I thought you were going to walk off into the sunset, never to be seen again.”

Redheart’s eyes slipped closed as she inhaled deeply. A shudder ran up the length of her body.

“But not only are you here you live just five minutes away,” the doctor continued, giving his cock another loving kiss. “You’re five minutes away and you’re single.”

With one final tug, Tituss cock sprung up from its prison. It wetly slapped against his belly before bounding right back and hitting Redheart right on her incredibly soft cheek. The human’s eyes crossed at the sensation and his cock throbbed, leaving a dollop of pre on her face.

Redheart smiled. “You’re single, cute, and you have the nicest cock I think I’ve ever seen in all of my life.”

Taking a few breaths, Titus opened his mouth to reply, but whatever he was about to say ended up a moan as Redheart wrapped a hoof around his cock and starting jerking him off. Angling it downward, she wrapped her lips around his crown and gave it a few hard sucks.

Titus’s entire body tensed. He tried to buck his hips, wanting to force more of his length into the mare’s warm, wet mouth, but before he could she released him with a pop. Redheart let out a groan, licking her lips as she gave the young man a few more pumps with her hoof.

“And it’s mine,” she said breathlessly, staring at his cock in nothing less than worship. “It’s mine.”

Letting go of the human’s dick, the mare crawled up into his lap, wrapping her hooves around his neck. She pressed the two of them together. Titus let out another groan when he felt her hot, damp marehood brush up against his cock, as well as her cute little teats.

Giving Titus a grin, the mare pulled off her dress and tossed it behind her. “You’re going to be mine,” she said, staring deeply into his eyes as she pressed her forehead against his. “I don’t care what I need to do, but I’m going to get you to love me. I’ll make sure that you won’t even look at other mares. And I’ll love you.”

She bit her lip, grinding herself against his shaft.

“I’ll love you so bucking much~”

Redheart leaned up for another kiss. Titus leaned down, parting his lips as his hands reached around to grab her rear.

The doctor’s eyes crossed as the human’s fingers sunk into her firm, wonderfully plush rear. She moaned into his mouth, holding onto him a little tighter as he felt a very noticeable wetness coat his cock. Titus growled, forcing his tongue into Redheart’s mouth. The mare’s eyes widened at the young man’s aggressiveness, but even so her tongue was quick to meet his.

While her tongue was longer and thicker than his own Titus was determined.  He battered her tongue down with everything he had until the fight had left her. Victory assured, the human began exploring, running his tongue along her teeth while every once in awhile going back to play with her wet muscle.

Titus could feel Redheart running her hooves through his hair. She wiggled and bounced in his lap. The young man responded by bucking his hips, grinding his length against her marehood. Redheart, in turn, lifted her hips a little higher so with every grind Titus could feel his tip pressing against her entrance more and more forcefully.

“Yes~,” she said, groaning into his ear. “Oh by Celestia’s sun, yes…”

Titus buried his face into the mare’s neck, inhaling her scent. Panting hard, he lifted her up and angled over his throbbing cock. She squirmed excitedly, reaching down and grabbing his dick as he lowered her.

“Yes, yes, yes, yessssssss~”

The two lovers gasped as Titus’s cock parted her lips. Redheart wiggled, taking a few deep breaths to steady herself as she helped guide human’s length. Titus took a deep breath as well, steeling himself as he lowered the earth pony just a bit more. There was some resistance, then heat, wetness, and a form-fitting tightness that took his breath away.

Redheart’s back arched and her eyelids fluttered. “H-Hah~.”

Titus’s hands spasmed, and it took considerable effort not to just impale the little pony. Redheart’s marehood rippled and squeezed his shaft, trying to force him deeper. The human eagerly obliged, lowering the mare down a few more inches on his maleness.

Redheart groaned, her back legs spasming. She leaned forward to plant a kiss on the human’s neck, her tongue darting out to collect the sweat accumulating there.

“I’m going to love you,” she murmured, squeezing him hard. “I’m going to love you so bucking hard~!”

Titus lowered her a bit more, giving her a few seconds to get accustomed before lowering her a bit more. The two of them kissed and nuzzled the whole time, staring into each other’s eyes the whole time as they whispered things to each other. Silly things. Heartfelt and loving things. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Titus felt the doctor’s rump connect with his lap. He looked down to see that she had taken every inch of him.

A small bolt of satisfaction surged through the human as Redheart moaned, resting her head on his shoulder. That satisfaction turn into concern when he noticed that her moan sounded less than pleasurable.

“Are you… alright, Redheart?” Titus asked.

“It feels like you’re in my bucking tummy,” she replied, her marehood squeezing him hard as she wiggled her hips back and forward.

“Do you want me to lift you off of me?” Titus asked.

Immediately, Redheart began shaking her head. “D-Don’t you dare,” she said, throwing her head back as she lifted herself an inch off his cock before slowly lowering herself back into his lap. “I—h-hah~! I feel every bucking inch of you!”

She rose herself a little higher, pausing for a second or two before lowering herself back down. Titus made sure to hold her hips to keep her steady so that she didn’t hurt herself. Again and again she did this, raising herself higher and higher, taking less and less time before her rump was back in his lap. Soon, she was riding him as hard as she could, her mane bouncing around her shoulders as she moaned and groaned. It was all human could do to hold onto the mare as her rump wetly slapped against his lap with more and more force.

Titus held onto the mare as tightly as he could while she nipped and kissed his neck. He could feel her marehood squeezing him tighter and tighter, trying to milk him for all he was worth. The young man’s cock started throbbing harder and harder, his toes curling under the pleasurable assault. Squirming, he tried to make Redheart slow down, but that only spurred the mare to go faster.

“Come on, Titus,” she said. “Give it to me. I want it all. Fill me u-u—”

Her eyes lost focus for a few seconds. A jolt ran down her body, and Titus felt her marehood spasm. Redheart frozen, her mouth opening to an “O” as the human felt her soak his groin. Titus let out another groan, feeling himself come to the brink of orgasm. He bit his lip hard, just barely managing to keep from cumming.

Redheart shook in orgasm for a few moments, holding onto him tightly, before she went limp against him panting like she had just run a marathon. “B-Buck…” she said, grinding her hips against his. “T-That was… I… I m-mean…”

The earth pony tried to lift herself up but couldn’t quite manage it with her shaky legs. She tried again, rising an inch or two before she lost her strength and sunk right back down.

“The big guy too much for you, Red?”

Startled, Titus looked away from Redheart’s sweaty, frustrated face to look at a grinning Coldheart.

“If you aren’t up for it I’d be happy to take over for you,” she offered, licking her lips.

Slowly, Redheart looked over her shoulder at the mare. “P-Please… I c-can’t…”

She turned back toward the human with her pretty blue eyes. “Titus I’m s-sorry… that I c-couldn’t…”

“There’s nothing to… be sorry about,” he said, leaning down and kissing her nose. “You did… great.”

She let out a quiet hum, giving his cheek a nuzzle. “Could you… p-please lift me off of… you? My l-legs won’t work…”

Giving her another kiss, Titus did as she asked, slowly picking her up and pulling her off his length. Cradling her like a baby, he then laid her down right next to him and stood up.

The young man’s cock throbbed, red and angry at being denied its release, but he ignored it for the moment. He looked toward the direction where Coldheart had been standing just a second before to see that she was no longer there. A small frown came to his face, and he was about to look around the whole room, when he felt someone grab his leg.

Before Titus could fully process what was happening, he was knocked to the ground onto his back with a triumph Coldheart standing over him.

“Finally,” she said, straddling him. “I thought I was gonna have to watch all of that mushy stuff all day.”

Titus tried to sit up, but the earth pony placed her hooves on his chest and pushed him right back down onto the floor.

“Ah, ah, ah. None of that, sweet stuff,” Coldheart said, leaning down to give the human’s face a nuzzle. “If we want you to uncork those nuts of yours we gotta do this myway.”

She gave him a kiss on the nose as she started grinding her soaked marehood against his cock. Though she was doing her best to keep a confident grin on her face, Titus didn’t miss the gasp that escaped her, nor her back legs nearly buckling.

“That means you need to be a good little colt and let momma show you a good time,” she continued, giving her flank a wiggle. “You just lie back, relax, and let me—hey!”

Reaching down, Titus grabbed Coldheart’s back leg and lifted it up. The earth pony shifted her weight to cope with the unexpected loss of balance, which allowed him to sit up just enough to nudge the mare with his shoulder, knocking her onto her side.

“What the buck do you—!”

As she wiggled and kicking Titus rolled on top of her, pinning her to the floor with a grin on his face. She tried to lift him into the air by placing her back legs onto his stomach but he shifted his weight while spreading her back legs apart.

Coldheart looked up at the human, her eyes narrowing. “So you wanna play like that huh?”

“You know it,” he said, giving her a kiss on the muzzle.

Her grin returned in full force. “I knew there was a reason I liked you,” she said.

Before Titus could pull away, she wrapped her hooves around his neck, forcing his face against her chest. Shifting her weight, and with a grunt of exertion, she flipped him onto his back once again. The human tried to buck her off but she just spread her back legs apart while using her front legs to hold him down.

“You’re gonna be screaming my name until you're hoarse,” she whispered in his ear, grinding against his length. “I’m gonna make you cum so hard and so many times if I so much as lift my tail that fat cock of yours is gonna stand at attention~”

She nipped Titus’s neck, not hard enough to break the skin, but just hard enough to send a wave of pleasure racing up and down his spine. Titus let out a groan, his hips bucking against the hot wetness she was rubbing against him.

Coldheart grinned, her face flushed and sweaty, reaching down and grabbing his cock. “And you know what? Every time I lift my tail and I see this monster at the ready I want to—h-hah~!”

The earth pony pressed the human’s cock head against her entrance. Titus responded by bucking his hips hard.  His cock slipped out of her grasp and slide all the way up her marehood. Coldheart’s eyes crossed when his tip bumped against her sensitive button. Her grip on the human also wavered for a moment, giving him just enough time to grab her by the shoulders and flip her back over. Coldheart let out a growl, wiggling away before he managed to roll on top of her. He followed, managing to grab her tail just as she managed to scramble to her hooves and yank her back toward him.

“Oh, I’m gonna buck your brains out when I get you on your back again!”

“I’m gonna fuck you cross eyed, you cute little horse!”

For the next five minutes, it was an all-out wrestling match on the floor. The human and earth pony jockeyed for position, grabbing and pulling. Leg locks were used, and more than once someone was lifted into the air and slammed onto the wooden floor. Each time one of them found themselves on their backs, however, both would somehow manage to wiggle free at the last moment.

Sweat started to pour from their bodies, making the floor slippery. Both of them could also feel various bruises already beginning to form, but that didn’t matter. At this point neither could even feel them. Their hearts were pounding in their chests, and Titus was leaking pre cum like a faucet while the nurse's legs were coated in her excitement.

Coldheart’s mane was wild, and she was blushing hard. Every few moments a twinge of arousal nearly made her knees buckle. She was panting hard, just like the human, and you could almost see the hearts in her eyes.

With a mighty roar, the mare charged toward the human, head lowered. Titus, on his knees, grinning like a madman, readied his hands while shuffling backwards where the floor was a little less hazardous. As she closed the distance between them, he grabbed her by the ears and heaved.

“OhsweetCelestia!”

Coldheart flailed as Titus lifted her into the air, using the mare’s own momentum to throw her over his shoulder. She hit the ground with a surprised grunt as the young man scrambled to his feet and launched himself at her, teeth bared and eyes wild.

Grabbing the mare by her big rump, he forced her into a standing position. Quickly grabbing her by the tail and mane, he forced her face into the floor while keeping her rump into the air. Coldheart let out a moan, spreading her back legs nice and wide.

“Oh buck!” she said, trying to lift her head.

Another moan escaped her as Titus forced her head back down, pressing his cock against her marehood.

“Oh buck, oh buck, oh buck, oh—O-OH~!”

Her back arched as the human gently, yet very firmly, parted her lips and entered her. Coldheart’s back legs finally gave way as her mouth opened in a wordless scream. Coldheart was just as tight if not tighter than Redheart, so as much as he would have liked to have been rough with the mare he took his time. He held her up by her tail, slowly but surely forcing every inch inside of her. Coldheart wiggled her hips, pressing her rump back to speed the process up.

“Yes, yes, yes. Buck me! Oh buck me, you wonderful, h-huge bucking stallion~!” she said, her eyes fluttering closed.

Titus pressed another few inches inside of her. Her marehood rippled, squeezing him hard. He gritted his teeth, giving her tail a tug as his cock fired a spurt of precum into her. Drawing back a bit, he pushed a bit more. The human drew back again and, with a sigh, pressed forward until he felt his hips touching her rump. The mare’s back arched a little more and her insides began milking him hard. A rush of fluids coated his groan and all of the tension left the earth pony’s body.

“Buuuuuuuuucccccck~!” Coldheart hissed, drool collecting on the floor around her mouth.

Titus grinded himself against her as she rode out her orgasm. Letting go of her mane and tail, he grabbed her rump and spread her cheeks. Taking a deep breath, he started to pull back. Coldheart groaned, her marehood trying to pull him back in. His cock throbbed hard, firing another spurt of pre, but he continued to pull back until just his tip was inside of the mare before pushing back into her.

He was close. He could feel the pleasure in his stomach starting to build. Gritting his teeth and doing his best to hold back the tide, the human picked up the pace so that the nurse’s rump as jiggling each time they connect with his hips.

“Cuuuummmmmm iiiiiiiinnnnnnnnn mmmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeee,” Coldheart said.

Titus let out a groan, digging his fingers into her rump. His cock was throbbing harder and harder now. Bending down over Coldheart, the human opened his mouth and bit down on her shoulder. Hard.

Coldheart’s eyes snapped open. Every inch of her tensed, and her marehood clamped down on the human’s cock so hard that he could barely move. Another rush of fluids soaked his groin as her insides began milking him harder than ever, the mare’s lower body jerking and twitching with orgasm. Titus moaned into the mare’s shoulder, his hips giving one last half-jerk before he found his end as well.

Titus’s balls tightened as the pleasure in his belly exploded throughout his body. The first spurt of cum fired out of his tip, filling the mare’s deepest depths, as did the second, and third, and fourth. The little mare did her best to hold all of his load, but soon the human’s cum was spurting around his cock and onto the floor. And still he came.

It wasn’t until he had coated both of their lower bodies with his seed did his cock finally stop, giving one last twitch before starting to soften. Titus let out one final groan, slowly sinking to a knee. He pulled out of Coldheart and gently laid the mare down. A spurt of cum shot out of her marehood before the mare’s inner muscles clamped down, keeping his semen trapped inside of her.

Coldheart herself looked dead to the world, the mare lying limply on the floor, her eyes closed as she struggled to regain her breath.

“No… stallion’s ever… wanted to get that… rough before,” she managed to say.

“I’ve never… been that… rough with… anyone before,” Titus replied, wiping the sweat from his face with a hand.

Coldheart smiled, cracking open an eye to look at him. She tiredly raised her hooves. Getting the idea, he bent over and picked up the mare.

The nurse let out a hum, wrapping her hooves around his neck and resting her head on his chest. She murmured something he couldn’t quite catch, nuzzling him before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.

Giving the mare’s head a pat, Titus looked over at Redheart. The mare was lying on her couch, looking like she was about ready to pass out. He walked over to her—ignoring just how exhausted he felt— bending over and picking the mare up.

“Sorry about your shirt, Titus,” she said, nuzzling his neck.

Titus chuckled. “Don’t worry about it, I’ll get a new one,” he said, giving her nose a kiss. “Now where’s your bedroom?”

“Up the stairs. Second room on the right,” The doctor replied, her voice low and far away.

Nodding, he made his way out of the living room—making sure to mind the sweat on the floor. Walking through the house, Titus climbed the stairs and carried both of his lovers into a nice, tidy little room with a queen-sized bed.

Though it took some doing with his hands full, the young man managed to pull back the covers. He placed Coldheart into the bed first, then Redheart before pulling off his cum-soaked shirt and climbing in between them.

The moment he had thrown the covers back over the three of them and laid down, Redheart wrapped her hooves around the young man, pressing as much of her body against his as she could. Titus wrapped an arm around both her and Coldheart, nuzzling the mare’s face.

“Titus?” she said.

“Hmm?” the human replied, his eyes closed.

“I j-just want to you know that Coldheart and I are serious about wanting to court you,” Redheart said. “This isn’t j-just about the sex. Both of us really want to get to know you. We want you to get to know us too.”

She planted a kiss on his cheek. Titus chuckled, giving her a kiss right back.

“You know what, Redheart?” he said, reaching up to play with her wonderfully soft mane. “That sounds pretty great.”
> Horses Give Man A Potion. Man Grows An Extra Appendage. Lewd Things Continued To Happen.
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“…Titus, I’m just going to go ahead and say what everypony else is thinking: what in the name of Celestia is wrong with you?”

It was another lovely Saturday afternoon. Once again Titus, Caramel, Hooves, and Thunderlane were seated at their table outside of their little coffee shop. All three stallions had ordered their usual drinks while Titus, feeling a bit adventurous this week, had decided to get some tea. The tea, of course, tasted absolutely awful, but he had spent five bits on it and he was doing to be damned if he wasn’t going to drink every last drop.

“I think you’re gonna have to be a bit more specific, Caramel,” Titus said, trying not to grimace as he took a small sip of his drink. “You’ve known me long enough to know that I’m a bit of a work in progress.”

Caramel’s nose scrunched up. “I’ve been trying to set you up with some nice mares for months and you go ahead and pick two perverts,” he said, setting his drink down. “Rutting the two of them would have been fine—a stallion needs to scratch that itch every once in a while—but Redheart and Coldheart?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, I think they’re fine,” Thunderlane said, giving Titus a smile. “Don’t listen to that fuddy-duddy, Titus. Those are two great mares you got.”

Caramel snorted. “You would say that.”

“Yes I would, Mr. Amethyst lover,” Thunderlane said without missing a beat.

Everyone at the table—other than Caramel of course—snorted.

“Look, I respect your decision Titus, and I know you’re smart enough not to let anypony force you into anything, but you don’t have to work with those mares,” Hooves said, a look of pain flashing across his features. “Redheart is fine, but Coldheart…”

He let out a groan, covering his face with his hooves. “Every time I’m near her she’s telling these… stories. To doctors, to patients; I swear I even saw her talking with one of the hospital boards about your…”

His nose scrunched up.

“…Your diligent tongue work.”

Titus snorted. “Yeah, I heard about that too. Redheart’s always giving her shit about it when the two of them are home,” he said with a smile, which only seemed to baffle the stallions sitting at the table.

“If you know she’s doing it then why are you putting up with her horse apples?” Caramel asked, slamming a hoof against the table.

“Because I don’t think it’s that big of a deal, Car,” Titus said, leaning over and booping the earth pony on the nose. “You guys talk about stuff like that all the time and no one cares.”

“That’s because when a stallion does it it’s gossip, but when a mare does it’s an image ruiner,” Caramel replied. “Herd or no, you never want other ponies to know that you’re especially loose with your herd mates. That brings around the really undesirable fillies.”

The other two stallions at the table nodded as if what Caramel had just said was common knowledge. Titus just snorted again, taking another sip of his tea.

“Would it even things out if I started talking about how my mares are in bed?” he asked.

“No it would not,” Thunderlane said. “Whatever you say about them isn’t going to matter because mares don’t have to worry about it. But we stallions have dignity, and because of that we have to hold ourselves to a higher standard.”

Looking around, the pegasus then leaned toward the human.

“If you want to give us the juicy details though, I’m not gonna turn away fresh gossip.”

Titus chuckled, bringing his tea to his lips and tilting the cup back so that he could finish his vile drink in two big gulps. “Dignity; yeah that’s a good one you bunch of little neb nosers.”

“There’s my favorite colt~”

Coldheart, her curly mane bouncing around her shoulders, trotted toward the table. Though the mare looked like she was in need of a nap, she nonetheless had a great big smile on her face as she trotted over and nuzzled Titus’s side. Titus immediately spun around, grinning as he bent down and wrapped his arms around the little mare. Coldheart let out a happy hum, returning the hug.

“You finally get off work then?” the human asked as the mare nuzzled his neck, her nostrils flaring as she took in his scent.

“Yep. Thank Celestia that they only wanted us for half the day,” the nurse said with a yawn. “I’m still pooped after yesterday.”

“Where’s Redheart?” Titus asked, looking around. “Did they make her stay a little later?”

“Nah. She already went home,” the earth pony said, nosing the human’s chin. “She asked me to come and check on you so here I am.”

Coldheart lifted her muzzle from the human’s neck to look at the stallions at the table. “Afternoon, gentlecolts. Hooves, it’s nice to see that you couldn’t come in for four hours to help out.”

Hooves bristled. “Hey, it’s my weekend off.”

“It was my weekend off too and I still went in,” Coldheart said, scoffing.

Titus, pulling his mare back against him, gave her cheek a kiss. “Play nice with my friends, hon,” he said.

Coldheart let out a sigh. “I know, I know,” she murmured, leaning against him. “I’m sorry, Hooves it was a… rough day.”

Hooves frown softened a bit. “What happened?”

“Some horse dung up at Canterlot General. They had to send us a hundred patients for the day so they could get sorted out,” Coldheart replied, humming as Titus began to run his fingers through her mane. “A lot more of the staff came in than I thought, but we were still bucking swamped even when I left.”

Hooves’s anger and indignation drained away completely. Regret and even a bit of guilt replaced it.

“Oh… I’m sorry about that,” he said, looking down at his coffee as he held it in both hooves. “If I had known that that was why they were asking ponies to come in I might have gone in for a few hours…”

Coldheart smiled tiredly. “It’s fine. Canterlot General should be picking their people up by the end of the day, so we won’t have to deal with anymore horse apples. Hopefully.”

Thunderlane gave Caramel a sidelong glance. “She doesn’t seem like a bad pick to me,” he said out of the corner of his mouth.

Caramel frowned. “Shut up.”

Titus and Coldheart ignored the exchange, still focused on lavishing attention on one another.

“How about the two of us go home?” Titus said, giving her ear a scratch. “I’ll make sure you and Redheart get to bed alright and order us all some pizza for when you two wake up.”

Coldheart pressed a bit more of herself against him. “I’d appreciate that, babe.”

Titus kissed the top of her head, holding her close. “Alright, just let me say bye to the fellas and we’ll leave.”

Caramel, Hooves, and Thunderlane were about to “aw” at the scene unfolding before them. Before they could, however, all three of them watched as Coldheart, who had her muzzle buried in her human’s chest, reached around and give his butt a pinch. Seeing this instantly wiped the smiles off their faces, as well made their noses scrunch up.

“See? What did I tell you?” Caramel murmured. “Next she’ll be making him mount her in front of all of us.”

“Get your maleminist horse apples out of this café,” Hooves murmured back. “I hear enough of that at work already.

Sharing a final nuzzle, Coldheart stepped away while Titus stood up. “Hey, I’ll see you guys later. I need to make sure the missus gets home alright.

Coldheart snorted. “I’m not some colt, Titus. A bit of missed sleep isn’t—HEY!”

Bending over, Titus plucked Coldheart from the ground and held her like a baby. The nurse, of course, didn’t take too kindly to this. As soon as the earth pony was in his arms, she began wiggling with all of her might.

“Titus, I swear to Celestia! Put me down right now!” she said, frowning hard.

“No,” Titus replied, holding her close as he reached down with a hand and booped her nose. “Now be quiet and let me carry you home.”

“I’m not letting you bucking carry me home!”

“I don’t remember giving you the choice, hon.”

“Ponies are watching us you silly colt! I’m gonna be the town laughing stock!”

“Don’t worry, if I hear anyone laughing I’ll give them a hard boop to the nose. That’ll fix ‘em up.”

Caramel, Hooves, and Thunderlane, who were laughing hard at their friend’s antics, were subsequently booped. This did nothing to sate Coldheart’s irritation and annoyance. In fact, it only seemed to make her nose scrunch up harder.

“Putmedownrightnow!” she said, kicking all four hooves.

Seeing that his marefriend was being unreasonable, Titus simply pressed his pointer finger against her nose. The earth pony stopped her wiggling for a moment, her cheeks puffing out and her eyes crossing. This pause in her struggles gave the human the perfect opportunity to get a good hold onto the mare, giving her a kiss before making his way toward the direction of Redheart’s house.

Ever since he had agreed to be in Coldheart and Redheart’s herd, both mares had insisted that he stay with them. From what he had been able to gather—since the mare’s wouldn’t directly answer him when he asked why—earth ponies were particularly protective of their mates because there was always a high chance that other mares were trying to steal their stallion when their backs were turned. So, while they couldn’t be with him at all hours of the day, they could still watch over the human far better at Redheart’s house than if he stayed at his old house.

Not that Titus had any complaints. Redheart’s house was a lot bigger and nicer than his own, and it was nice to wake up on a big, comfortable bed snuggled up to two pretty mares. It also helped that Redheart always made it a point to keep her fridge stocked with foods that she knew he liked.

The walk back home was a relatively uneventful one. Coldheart continued to frown up at the young man as he carried her, though she only began squirming and struggling to get out of his grasp whenever another mare happened to walk by. Thankfully, the streets were relatively clear, and the few ponies that were out and about only shook their heads at the local human’s silliness.

“Home, sweet home,” Titus said, putting Coldheart down onto the front porch.

“Don’t you home sweet home me, sweet cheeks,” the nurse said, giving his leg a poke. “I’m gonna get you back for that horse apples. I’m gonna get you back so hard.”

Titus chuckled. “I’ll make it up to you,” he said, giving her head a pat. “Now come on, let’s get you in the shower and to bed.”

To the human’s surprise, Coldheart shook her head. “No can do, hot stuff,” she said, a small smile coming to her face.

“Whatcha mean?” Titus asked, his brow furrowing. “Weren’t you just saying how tired you were?”

“I’m a nurse, Titus. You think a couple hours overtime is gonna do anything to me?” the earth pony asked with a smirk. “Please, I’ve pulled triple shifts for weeks at a time.”

Biting down on the young man’s sleeve, Coldheart began to lead him to the front door.

“Nope. I’ve tricked you, your big, sexy colt you. I’ve tricked you and there’s nothing you can do about it. Now come on, Red is cooking something up that you’re gonna love.”

Confused, Titus allowed himself to be lead inside of the house and up the steps into the bedroom he had been sharing with his mares for the last week or so. Upon entering it, he saw that it was pretty much as he had left it that morning. The bed was made, the little table while he and the girls kept their toothbrushes, combs, and all of the other knick-knacks that they used in the mornings, their bathroom mirror even still had that smudge on it even though Titus swore that he had wiped that away. The only change in the room, it seemed, was sitting next to the window, leaning over a small table that hadn’t been there this morning; a doctor Redheart.

Redheart had a pair of vials in her hooves. One of the vials was a neon pink color and seemed to be bubbling. The other vial was a deep black color with little yellow specks that were swirling on their own. Redheart was pouring the vial's contents into a small cup, her brow furrowed and her tongue sticking out of her mouth in concentration.

Both Titus and Coldheart stood there quietly as the earth pony did this, not wanting to disturb her as she gingerly tipped over the vial with the black liquid so that a single drop fell into the glass. As soon as the drop hit the bottom of the glass a puff of smoke shot up to the ceiling.

“That’s concentrated Dynol root,” Coldheart whispered. “It can be real nasty stuff if you’re not careful with it.”

Titus’s brow furrowed. “If it’s nasty stuff then why did she bring it in the house?” he whispered back. “In fact, why is she even—”

“Shush!” Coldheart interrupted, waving his question away with a hoof. “You’re going to break her concentration.”

Putting the vial filled with black liquid into a vial holder, Redheart tipped over the other vial. A bead of sweat could be seen dripping down the mare’s face as she licked her lips. One, two, then finally three drops fell into the glass before the doctor quickly pulled the vial away.

“That’s laffy-taffy gum,” Coldheart said. “If you get any of that on your clothes you never get the stain out.”

“That’s great, but why is—”

“Shut your beautiful pie hole and just watch.”

A sharp hissing sound could be heard as both the black and pink liquids began to mix. The liquids glowed, changing into a half-dozen different colors. The glass started to shake so violently that small cracks could be seen starting to form. Redheart, grabbing a towel, placing it over the top of the glass. Taking a step away, she grabbed a cup of what looked like water and overturned it on top of the towel. She then ducked underneath the table just as a loud, thunder-like explosion rocked the room.

Titus jumped at the noise, his eyes widening. “Redheart! What the fuck are you doing?!”

Redheart whipped her head around to see her herdmate and stallion standing right next to the door. The mare’s ears pinned against the back of her head, but even so she managed to smile.

“Oh, hello honey. How was your lunch with your friends?” she asked, poking her head over the table to look at the towel-covered cup.

“Don’t you try to change the subject,” Titus said, pointing a finger at the doctor as he made his way toward her. “Why are you trying to blow your house up?”

“This is nothing to worry about, honey,” Redheart said, standing back up to her full height. “It might be loud and a bit messy, but this is completely safe.”

Titus tried to take another step toward the mare, only for her to lift a hoof to stop him.

“Just… hold still for a moment, honey. We don’t want to upset the drink any more than it already is.”

“I thought you just said that this is completely safe,” Titus said, his eyes narrowing.

From underneath the towel, a very disconcerting sound came from the glass. It was a mixture between a lion’s roar mixed in with a baby’s scream, which was followed by the blue towel covering the glass turning blood red.

Eyeing the table, Titus very cautiously reached over and picked Redheart up. Making sure that she was securely in his arms, the human took a step backwards, then another.

“Red, what kind of witchcraft did you bring into the house?” he whispered.

“It’s not witchcraft. Those ingredients are used for dozens of medical tests,” Redheart said.

“If you guys use that at the hospital all the time then I’m really happy I don’t get sick all that much,” Titus replied, not taking his eyes off the table.

The young man took a few more steps backwards. When he saw that he was standing right next to Coldheart, who was smirking up at the two, he reached down and picked her up as well before carrying both of his mares out of the room. A puff of smoke erupted from under the towel, as well as what sounded like a pained groan. Though it took some doing, Titus managed to grab the bedroom door and close it behind him.

Now a little less concerned about the safety of himself and his mares, Titus carried both earth ponies downstairs. Giving one last nervous glance up at the ceiling, he opened the front door and stepped outside, closing that door behind him as well.

Coldheart, who was all smiles at this point, looked over at Redheart. “See? Told you he would freak out.”

Redheart blew a bit of hair from her face. “Well, if you took your time getting back home instead of rushing back then I could have gotten all of that finished before you two got home,” she replied as Titus carried them out onto the front lawn.

“It wasn’t my fault. The second that this big, sexy colt saw me he couldn’t keep his hands off of me. I had to get him home before somepony called the guard.”

“Oh you’re so full of hot air I’m surprised you’re not floating into the sky right now.”

As the two mares bickered, Titus, staring at the house like he expected demons to start breaking down the walls, slowly sunk down onto the ground.

“Okay, we should be fine. Now someone tell me what the fuck is going on, please,” he said.

Both Coldheart and Redheart exchanged glances.

“Well, you see…” Redheart began, only for Coldheart to place a hoof over her mouth.

“Don’t worry, Red. I got this,” the nurse said, looking up at Titus and giving him her best, most winning smile. “Titus, honey, light of my life. Did I tell you that you look wonderful this morning? Because you do. In fact, you look so bucking great that it takes my breath away.”

Titus snorted, reaching up and booping the mare’s nose. The boop did nothing to dissuade Coldheart however, as the mare continued.

“Do you remember when you said the other day that you were willing to try something new in the bedroom? Because me and Red do. The two of us did some talking, and we may have borrowed some ingredients from the hospital’s pharmacy, but we figured out just the thing to really spice the ol’ love life up!”

“You want to spice our month-old relationship up by summoning demons or ghost into our house?” Titus asked. “That’s a pretty weird kink, Coldheart.”

“Oh you have no idea what kind of kink I have, my wonderful stallion,” Coldheart said, a glint in her eyes as she chuckled. “But the ghost thing isn’t one of them. In fact, no witchcraft or wizardry of any kind is going on in that house.”

“It’s just that those ingredients are a little… volatile,” Redheart said. “In a very controlled environment they’re completely fine, but in a normal, everyday setting that can act a little strange.”

“I know you two heard screaming coming from that glass same as me, and you’re telling me there’s no magic fuckery involved?” Titus asked.

“It just sounded like a scream, babe. It wasn’t a real one,” Coldheart said, giving the human’s cheek a gentle pat. “But that’s not what’s important. What is important is what is in that cup at this very moment, and how it can help the three of us have a very wonderful rest of the day.”

Titus glanced at the house again. He then looked down at both of his mares, both of which were looking up at him with hopeful smiles. The young man gently frowned, his eyes narrowed.

“Dammit. Now you got me curious,” he said, closing his eyes and pinching the bridge of his nose. “Alright, tell me what that demon concoction you brewed up does.”

Redheart and Coldheart once again exchanged glances. The nurse discreetly pumped a hoof into the air, while doctor wiggled excitedly in her human’s lap.

“Okay, okay, so you remember when I told you that Redheart’s really into anal?” Coldheart said.

Redheart stiffened, a blush exploding across the earth pony’s face. “You told him what?!” she said.

“I was helping Titus clean up the bedroom and we found a bunch of sex toys under the bed,” the nurse explained. “When Nonny here saw that you had a bunch of butt plugs I told him that story you told me about you fantasizing about a colt putting it in your butt.”

“W-What?! Why in Celestia’s name would you—?”

“Anyway. So you know that Red likes her buttstuff, but what you don’t know is that I’ve always wanted to be rutted in both holes,” Coldheart said, looking Titus right in the eye as an irate Redheart squirmed in his lap. “The idea of having two stallion laying me down and stuffing me to the brim is the hottest thing in the world for me. I’ve been jilling to that thought since I got my bucking cutiemark.”

Coldheart’s smile deflated a little.

“Unfortunately, unless you’re royalty or bucking rich there’s no way you’re gonna have multiple stallions throwing themselves at you, and from what I’ve heard a lot of stallion’s don’t like anal at all because they think it’s dirty. So I’ve never been able to fulfill my lifelong dream.

The earth pony perked back up, craning her neck to give Titus a kiss on the nose.

“But now you’re here in my life, you big, beautiful, wonderful stallion. You’re here and you can finally help me live out one of my favorite kinks, and you can show Red here why I love it so bucking much.”

Titus’s brow furrowed. “As much as I’d love to fulfill a lifelong dream of yours, Coldheart, there’s only one of me. And while I’m not gonna say no taking the road less traveled I’m not the kind of guy that likes to share his girls.”

Coldheart giggled. “That’s just the thing! You won’t have to because of what’s in that glass upstairs in our bedroom!”

“What, is it some kind of cloning spell or something?” Titus asked.

“Nope, even better!” Coldheart said with a grin. “It’ll temporarily give you another dick!”

For about a minute Titus stared down at the mare, his expression unreadable. Coldheart continued to stare up at him with a grin. Redheart, however, was shifting back and forth in the young man’s lap, nervously chewing up her lip.

Finally, after a few failed attempts, Titus was finally able to open his mouth and speak. “…Another dick?”

“Yep!” Coldheart said, rapidly shaking her head. “It won’t be quite as big as that beast between your legs, but it’ll be big enough to rut the both of us silly!”

Blinking owlishly, Titus looked over at Redheart. “Red? Can you explain please?”

“Oh, I’d be h-happy to, hon,” Redheart said, doing her best to smile. “It’s actually very complicated, but I think I can explain it in a way you’ll understand. You see, sometimes we need to cross examine a limb on a patient. Usually there’s only one such limb on the body, other times the other limbs—like a pony’s hooves or your hands—have a minute difference that would alter any results we’re looking for.”

The mare shifted her weight from left to right, purposefully grinding her rump into the human’s groin.

“The new limb is only temporary, and it’s able to move just like the original limb, and you’ll have complete feeling in it.”

“Huh,” Titus said, drumming his fingers again Redheart’s back. “Does anything nasty happen to you after you use it or anything like that?”

“Not really,” Coldheart said. “You might get a headache, or you’ll get the runs for a day or two, but that’s pretty much it.”

“That’s it?”

“Yep.”

“And this new limb will be gone after a couple of hours?”

“It’ll stick around for five hours at most. If it does stay any longer me or Red can just go to the hospital and bum a pill off the pharmacist that’ll make it disappear.”

Titus rolled his jaw. Holding onto Redheart tightly, tucked the mare’s head under his chin and began nuzzling the top of her head. Redheart let out a happy hum, nuzzling him right back.

“Does it hurt?” he asked.

Redheart shook her head. “No. At most you might feel a bit of tingling around the area that the new limb grows out of but that should be it.”

“Red also checked, and this is perfectly safe for you, big guy,” Coldheart added as she stroked the human’s arm.

Titus’s eyes narrowed down to slits. “You know… there’s a part of me that’s worried about the whole liquid-screaming-like-a-damned-soul thing.” He sighed. “But the idea of having two dicks actually sounds pretty neat.”

Both mares sucked in air through their teeth, their eyes wide and hopeful.

“S-So you’re thinking about doing it then?” Redheart asked.

“Yeah,” Titus said, shrugging. “I mean, the two of you already went through all of the trouble to get the stuff for this, and I know that neither of you would hurt me, so let’s do it.”

“Yes!” Coldheart cheered.

Spinning around so that she was straddling him, the earth pony cupped the human’s face a planted a big kiss right on his lips.

“This is gonna be awesome! Just you wait handsome, after a few hours of us rutting your brains out you’ll wanna do this all the time! Oh, I can’t wait to—”

Someone very shyly cleared their throat. Titus, Coldheart, and Redheart froze, all of them slowly looking out onto the street to see Roseluck standing there.

“That sounds really, really hot,” the mare said. “The two-dick thing I mean. Hey, do you guys mind if I watched you go at it? I don’t need to be in on the action but I’d really—”

Redheart hopped out of Titus’s lap. Grabbing the human by his shirt with her teeth, the red-faced and horrified mare pulled him onto her back. In a feat of athleticism that boarded on super-equine, the doctor then grabbed Coldheart by the scruff of her neck and with a mighty yank tossed the mare over her shoulder.

“Sonofahayseed!” the nurse shouted, flailing in surprise before a confused Titus caught her.

With her two herdmates in tow, Redheart—who didn’t seem bothered by the heavy weight on her back—quickly made her way toward her house without saying a word.

Roseluck watched the mare leave, her nose scrunching up. “So, is that a no then?”


~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_


“Put that rubbing stuff just above, Red. And remember to put a bunch of it there, we don’t want this dick growing somewhere weird.”

“I know. Now pass me that rag and be quiet.”

Unsurprisingly, the process of growing a new “limb” was pretty complicated. Titus had had to take a shower, using a special soap that his mares had gotten him. A mild electric current had then been put through his body for several minutes. After that the human had been forced to sit in his bedroom closet in the dark for a few minutes. While the human wasn’t a doctor by any means, he had no idea how any of this was going to help him grow a new cock. Still, his mares were the professionals.

They were not only taking the time to prep him, but they had gone out of their way to prep themselves, going onto the bathroom with a red balloon-looking object and a gallon of sterilized water. The two had come out ten minutes later, dazed and a little stiff-legged, but they looked as ready as he felt.

At that moment Titus was completely naked with his hands behind his back. Both Redheart and Coldheart were standing right in front of him, eyeing his groin. In Coldheart’s hoof was the glass cup filled with potion that’d make him grow a new member. In Redheart’s hoof was a small container of what looked like Vaseline.

The doctor was rubbing the slimy, very cold balm right next to his cock, her brow furrowed in concentration. Coldheart passed her a rag. The doctor took it, wiping a bit of the stuff off before taking a step back and smiling.

“There. That should be more than enough,” she said, grabbing the top of the container and closing it up. “Now you just need to drink the solution and we can have our fun.”

Looking like she was about ready to start bouncing off the walls, Coldheart handed Titus the glass. “There you go, big guy.”

Titus thanked her as he took the glass. Looking down into at the liquid inside, the human licked his lips. “Alright, bottoms up I guess,” he said, pinching his nose before bringing the glass to his lips and tilting the glass back.

He expected it to taste horrible, but, to his surprise, it didn’t. It The taste wasn’t something he could immediately identify. One second it was incredibly sweet, then it was bitter, then it tasted just like blackberries.

Smacking his lips, Titus looked down at the now empty glass. “You know, that wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it was going—”

A heat exploded outward from his mouth to the rest of his body, making the young man pause. That heat turned into a prickling sensation that made all the hair on his body stand up.

“Are you alright there, big guy?” Coldheart asked, a bit of concern coloring her tone.

“I… I think so?” Titus replied, looking down at himself.

The prickling sensation began to build up around his groin. Titus squirmed in place, grimacing. The prickling began to become uncomfortable, prompting him to reach down with a hand to scratch. Before his hand could come in contact with his skin, however, Coldheart grabbed his hand.

“Woah, easy there, big guy. You wanna keep your hands away while the magic happens,” she said. “Look. It’s already starting to happen.”

It was barely noticeable at first, just a little bump an inch or two from his cock. That bump began to grow bigger however. A pink mushroom-like head started to form out of the mass of flesh, then the beginnings of a shaft.

“This is really freaky,” Titus said, not able to take his eyes off the slowly growing limb.

“Awesome is more like it,” Coldheart said, licking her lips. “Come on baby. Grow big and strong for momma. You gotta fill her up good~”

The cock continued to grow longer and thicker. It took on the coloration of the penis next to it. Veins sprung up and down the shaft. Finally, after almost five minutes, Titus found himself with a fully grown—if a few inches smaller than the one he already had—cock sitting right next to his other one.

Slowly, Titus reached down and wrapped his fingers around the cock. “Huh, I can feel that,” he said, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“It looks like everything is where it’s supposed to be,” Redheart said, leaning in a bit as Titus gave his new dick a few tugs. “Now we just need to see if it’s functionally the same. Titus? Why don’t you do over to the bed and sit down?”

“Yeah, come on big guy,” Coldheart said, nudging his leg with her head. “It’s time for some rutting! Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!”

Both of the young man’s cocks twitched as he was half led, half dragged to the bed. Sitting down at the edge of the bed, he spread his legs out wide to reveal his slowly hardening cocks.

“So how are we gonna tell if it actually works?” he asked, looking down at his new equipment. “Will cum even be able to shoot out of it, or does it only just—”

The rest of Titus’s question was lost as Coldheart, no longer able to contain herself, darted forward and popped the human’s shaft into her mouth. Titus tensed, the muscles in his legs tensing as a bolt of unexpected pleasure shot up the length of his spine. Coldheart let out a moan, sucking hard as the cock began to rapidly harden in her mouth.

Redheart bit her lip. “Does that feel alright, Titus? No pain or discomfort?”

“N-Nope. It feels like I’m getting my cock sucked,” Titus replied, letting out a groan as he placed a hand on top of Coldheart’s head.

Redheart nodded, taking a step forward so that she was side by side with the nurse. She looked down at Titus’s other cock, with was quickly growing to full mast. The doctor licked her lips at the sight, leaning down and inhaling deeply.

“Good. If there is any discomfort just tell us and we’ll stop,” she said, planting a kiss on his cock head. “Now, if it’s alright with you, it’d like to get a taste of my own.”

Titus said nothing, just placing a hand on top of her head as Coldheart, no longer to keep the whole of his new cock comfortably her mouth, began to bob her head up and down his length. Redheart, taking this is an invitation, nuzzled his shaft. The human’s cock twitched hard, bouncing off the mare’s muzzle.

Redheart giggled. “It seems that there’s no complications with blood flow for either penises,” she said, giving his cock a lick from base to tip.

Titus let out another groan, his knees knocking against his mares’ sides as they continued to see to him. Coldheart groaned around his length, twisting her head as she forced herself to take more and more of him. The human could feel that thick, long tongue of hers circling around his shaft. His new cock twitched and, surprisingly, fired a spurt of precum into the mare’s mouth, which she happily sucked up and swallowed.

Redheart, no longer content with nuzzling his other cock, finally opened her mouth. Looking into the young man’s eyes, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips, the mare popped his cock head into her mouth and began sucking.

Titus’s hips bucked and both cocks throbbed. A bolt of pleasure, unlike any that he had ever felt before, exploded outward. His toes curled at the sensation, and it took a considerable about of willpower to keep himself from exploding in both mares’ mouth right then and there.

“Ha, ha… Jesus is t-this something else,” he said, breathlessly laughing. “I don’t—oh f-fuck!”

Teasing the underside of his shaft with her tongue, Redheart began to slowly bob her head. She pressed her cheek against Coldheart’s, rubbing them together as his mares bobbed their heads up and down. Both earth ponies were looking up into his eyes as he licked and sucked the human.

Releasing Titus’s new cock with a pop, Coldheart chuckled. “Oh this is going to do,” she said, teasing his crown with her tongue. “Oh bucking buck is it gonna do.”

The nurse gave his new cock a few strokes, wiping the spit from her face with her free hoof. “Hey Red, I bet you this week’s paycheck I can take more of him than you.”

Redheart paused mid bob. She looked over at Coldheart as best as she could, her ears perked up. Slowly, she pulled herself off his cock.

“It’s not going to be fair if what I’m suck is bigger than what you’re sucking,” she said, reaching under both cocks to play with his balls.

“Let me have the bigger one then and I’ll choke on it,” Coldheart said with a shrug as she gave the human’s cock head quick tongue bath. “We wouldn’t want the mighty alpha to hurt herself now, would we?”

Redheart puffed up like a pigeon. Turning back to face Titus’s cock, she rolled her jaw and wetted her lips. Taking a deep breath, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and wrapped her lips around his crown. Coldheart, now grinning, was quick to follow her example, opening her mouth and beginning to lower herself onto his shaft.

Titus’s hips bucked as the mares took inch after inch of him, their warm. A hand shot up to his face and he bit his knuckle.

Coldheart wasn’t wasting her time, taking as much of his new cock into her mouth as quickly as she could. Every inch or so she’d gag, which would force her to stop for a moment, tears collecting in the corners of her eyes. More than once she was forced to draw back and take a few breaths before diving back down.

Redheart took her time, very slowly and carefully traveling down his shaft. The doctor didn’t gag or choke on his length. She didn’t pause or draw back. She didn’t even make a noise other than the occasional suckle or slurp. When the tip of Titus’s cock bumped the back of her throat she simply swallowed over and over again until he was in her throat proper.

It wasn’t long until the doctor’s muzzle was pressed up against her human’s stomach. She gurgled happily, holding the position as she looked at Coldheart out of the corner of her eye. Coldheart snorted around her mouthful, trying to force the last few inches into her mouth, gagging hard, and pulling herself off of his length to have a coughing fit.

“Dammit… Dammit… Celestia… dammit!”

Tickling the bottom of Titus’s shaft, making the human groan and causing both of his cocks to shoot out a spurt of pre, Redheart slowly pulled back. Just like her descent, the mare took her time, even reaching over to give her lover’s over dick a few loving strokes. Titus’s hips jerked again, and the human had to try very, very hard to keep himself from cumming. Finally, after several agonizing seconds, the mare released him with a pop.

“I expect to… see those bits… of yours… tomorrow,” the doctor said as she caught her breath.

Coldheart frowned hard for a second or two before she cracked a small smile. “I guess there’s a reason… you’re the alpha, huh?” she asked, nudging the doctor with her shoulder.

“You’re damn… right,” Redheart replied, puffing her chest out.

Grinning at each other, the mares looked back at Titus’s red, throbbing cocks.

“Go ahead and have your… turn first, Red,” Coldheart said. “I’ll go after you.”

“No, you… go first,” Redheart said, shaking her head. “This was your… idea. It’s only fair that… you go first.”

Coldheart’s eyes widened ever so slightly. “R-Really?” she asked, her voice hushed.

Redheart nodded. “Go ahead, have your… fun. I’ll go after you.”

A very quiet, very excited noise escaped Coldheart’s throat. She looked up at Titus, smiling from ear to ear. “Babe? Are you ready to rumble?” she asked, bouncing in place.

Panting, Titus stood up. Reaching down, he plucked Coldheart from the ground and placed her back on top of the bed, her hooves splayed out. Her marehood was puffy, and her lower body was completely soaked with her excitement, which only caused to rile the human up even more. With a grow, Titus grabbed her by her hips and dragged her to the edge of the bed.

Coldheart squirmed under the rough treatment, wiggling her rump as she bit her lip. “H-Hey, do me a favor and be g-gentle, alright? This is my first time doing something like th—O-Oh~!”

Titus pressed his weight down on top of the mare, grinding one of his cocks against her soaked marehood while he used a hand to guide the other one smaller one to tease her backdoor. He cupped the mare’s face with his free hand, using his thumb to wipe the spittle from her mouth before leaning down and giving her a kiss on the lips.

“I’ll go as slow as you need me to, hon,” he said.

A shiver ran through Coldheart’s body. “Thank you,” she whispered, wrapping her hooves around the human’s neck.

The two shared another kiss as Titus grinded against his mare a little more forcefully. The young man took his time, gently applying pressure to the nurse’s tail hole as he rubbed his other length against her marehood. The earth pony was tense, red-faced and panting as she was, but, as the seconds ticked by and she became used to the stimulation, the muscles in her rump started to unclench.

Coldheart’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates when she felt the first inch of the human’s cock slip into her ass. “O-Oh gosh,” she murmured, her back arching. “Oh gosh, oh gosh, ohgoshohgosh, ohmygoshohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh…”

Her mouth opened into a wordless cry as Titus, with a bit of careful angling, managed to push his other cock into her marehood.

“OhsweetCelestiaohbuckingbuckIcan’tbelievethisisfinally—a-aha~!”

Kissing his mare again, Titus grabbed Coldheart by her hips and slowly started to press forward. He managed to sink a few inches into both of the mare’s holes before the nurse let out a groan, both holes clamping down on him hard as her back legs spasmed.

“Buuuuuucccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkk~!”

Titus paused, letting Coldheart get acclimated. As he did this he peppered the mare’s face and neck with little kisses and bites. Coldheart, shaking ever so slightly and glassy-eyed, did her best to return the affection.

Both of her holes soon unclenched, allowing the human to press a little more of himself into the mare before she tensed once again. This was repeated until Titus found himself hilted in both of the earth pony’s holes. The human released the breath that he didn’t realize he had been holding. Coldheart, meanwhile, let out a whine, wrapping her back legs around his waist.

Taking a few deep breaths, Titus tried to slowly pull out. Coldheart’s body twitched. Her marehood and anus clenched down hard on his cocks. The mare’s lower body spasmed, and her grip around his waist tightened considerably.

“D-Don’t… move,” she said, her teeth gritted and her eyes shut tightly. “Don’t wanna… cum…”

She whined again, holding him as close to her as she could. Her marehood tightened around his length, its inner muscles doing their best to milk him. Her tail hole, while not as controlled as her cunny, also tensed and squeezed around his other cock.

Titus let out a quiet groan, both cocks twitching hard from the stimulation. He rolled his hips, grinding himself against his mare. Coldheart gasped, her grip on him tightening.

“StopstopstopstopstopohCelestiabuckingstopplease!” she begged, her back arching.

Titus ignored his mare, leaning down and starting to nibble on her neck. He pulled back a few inches before slowly pushing both of his lengths back into the mare.

“Titus stop. P-Please bucking stop!” Coldheart said, letting out a loud moan. “J-Just let me get used t-to this for a s-second—OHBUCK~!”

Biting the nurse’s neck, Titus began thrusting just a bit faster. Coldheart squirmed underneath him, trying to wiggle away, but he simply held her by her sides, preventing her from moving as he thrusted away.

“Oh buck, oh b-buck. Buck, buck, buck!”

Titus nipped the mare’s neck hard. He growled into her coat, thrusting into her so hard that her entire frame was rocked. Coldheart’s mouth was wide open, her eyes wide and unfocused as she stared up at the ceiling. Her mane stuck to her sweat-soaked coat, covering one of her eyes. Titus, seeing this, reached up and tucked the bit of hair behind her ear before giving her a kiss on the lips.

All at once, the nurse’s eyes snapped back into focus. They rolled into the back of Coldheart’s skull as she tossed her head from side to side. Both of the mare’s holes clamped down on the human’s cocks, and her back legs tightened around his waist with such force that the young man had trouble breathing.

“Motherbucker! Buck, buck, BUCK, BUCK, BUCK, BUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCKKKKKK!”

Cum soaked Titus’s groin as Coldheart’s body began to jerk and twitch in powerful orgasm. The human let out a groan, his balls tightening as he felt both of the mare’s holes milking him harder than she ever had before. He gripped her hips tightly, trying his hardest not to cum. Coldheart held him back just as hard, moaning into his ear as she rode out the waves of pleasure.

The two held each other for a long while, but eventually all of the tension left Coldheart’s body. The mare let out a long sigh, letting her head flop down onto the bed.

“You… bucker,” she said, her eyes shut tightly as she tried to catch her breath. “Oh you… dumb… pain in the flank… wonderful…”

She let out another groan, wiggling her hips as her marehood clenched him one more time.

“I… my… I can’t feel my… legs,” the nurse said. “Or my lower… body. And I’m… seeing stars… Buck… I didn’t think… I was going to… cum that hard…”

Titus tensed as she gave both of his lengths a squeeze, throbbing hard inside of her. He was right on the edge. One wrong move and he would paint the mare’s insides.

“I’m glad… you enjoyed your… yourself,” he said, holding her by the hips so that she didn’t start wiggling again.

Coldheart let out a growl. “I didn’t bucking… enjoy myself,” she said, cracking an eye to look up at him. “I came… too fast. You should… have let me… get used to… it before rutting… me so hard…”

Titus chuckled, leaning down and planting a kiss on his mare’s lips as he very slowly started to pull out of her. “I wouldn’t… have done it if… I didn’t know you… loved me being that rough.”

Coldheart growled again, slipping her tongue into his mouth and giving his own wet muscle a few laps. She tried to raise her head to deepen the kiss, but then all of the tension left her body. The earth pony let out a frustrated groan.

“When I can… feel my legs again… you’re in for it… buster.”

Titus smiled down at her as he pulled both of his cocks out of her. Both members throbbed in the open air, furious at the lack of release.

“I’m looking forward… to it,” he said, giving her cheek a pat before rolling onto the bed right next to her.

As much as he would have liked to have gotten up and have his fun with Redheart, he knew that he needed a few minutes. He was still far too close to the edge. If the doctor so much as gave either of his cocks a few strokes he’d explode, and as much as he was dying to know how it would feel like cumming with two cocks he wanted to make sure that he lasted long enough for his alpha to enjoy herself as well. Unfortunately for him, Redheart had other ideas.

Before the young man could get his bearings, the doctor made her way over to him and hopped up into his lap and started to grind her rump against his legs. She didn’t touch his cock but, as stimulated as he was, that didn’t matter.

Titus let out a groan, both of his cocks firing spurts of pre. “R-Red, give me a… minute. I-I’m really close to cu—”

Redheart let out a hum, grabbing both of his cocks with her hooves. Titus let out a gasp, picking his head up and staring up at her with wide eyes. The doctor stared down at him hungrily, wiggling closer and lifting up her hips. Titus tried to reach up and grab the mare’s rump but she simply pressed both of his cocks against her holes. He froze, his entire body tensing.

“Redheart, hon. I r-really need—F-FUCK!”

Without saying a word, Redheart lowered herself down onto his cocks. Unlike Coldheart, who had been a little tense, the doctor was completely relaxed. There was no resistance, no need for her to get used to the feeling of being filled with both ends. She just sunk herself down her shafts, letting out a low groan as she did so.

Titus’s body jerked as her rump connected with his lap. Wiggling her hips with a hum, Redheart quickly rose herself up halfway up his cocks before slamming herself back down. She did this two more times, to see how far she would be able to move, before she began bouncing in his lap in earnest.

“F-FUCK!
Titus twitched and jerked, grabbing at the bedsheets. He tried his hardest to hold back but Redheart seemed to be determined. She wanted him to cum, wanted him to fill her at both ends. She wanted him to do this so much that it didn’t matter to her if he needed a moment to rest or not. And, after one last bounce, the doctor got her wish. With one final groan, the young man felt himself erupting. Both of his cocks twitched, firing cum into his mare. Stars exploded across his vision, and he found himself barely able to breath.

Redheart let out a coo as she felt him unloading inside of her. “There we go,” she said, leaning down and giving her human a kiss as he rode out his orgasm. “There’s a good stallion. Let me have all of it. I want to be dripping~”

Titus honestly had no idea how long he came. What he did know was that, when he finally came to, his balls felt a size too small, and his lower body ached. Blinking slowly, he looked up to see that Redheart tracing circles around his belly button, her head resting on his chest.

“Why… the hell did you… do that?” he asked, breathing hard. “I told… you that I was going… to cum if you… didn’t give me… a minute.”

“Coldheart said the same thing to you but you kept going,” Redheart said with a giggle, looking up at him with a smile.

“I did that… because she likes it… rough. You know… that.”

Still smiling, the doctor leaned up and gave him a kiss. “Well, maybe I like to get a little rough with my big, strong stallion every once in awhile too,” she said.

“But you didn’t get… to cum,” Titus replied.

Redheart hummed, grinding herself in the human’s lap. “Oh, don’t worry about that, dear. All I wanted was to be filled to the brim and you seemed to have done that very nicely.”

“You still should have given me a minute,” Titus said.

Out of the corner of the human’s eye, he could see Coldheart crawling over toward them. The mare looked as exhausted as he felt, her eyes half-lidded and her entire coat soaked with sweat. Still, she nevertheless managed to press herself against her human’s side, letting out an irritated snort as she gave his neck a nuzzle.

“You should have given me a minute too, you ditzy colt, but look at what you did to me,” she said, resting her head on his shoulder. “I say you got your just desserts.”

Titus softly snorted. “I’ll give you your just desserts. Just give me a couple minutes.” He reached down and give the earth pony’s rump a squeeze. “I’ll fill all three holes with my dessert.”

Coldheart laughed, slinging a hoof over his chest. “If you keep saying things like that Red and I are gonna have to order you a suit for our wedding.”

“You’ll need to get a wedding ring before that, silly,” Titus replied, kissing the top of the mare’s head.

“We already got one,” Coldheart replied without missing a beat. “Red and I got it last week.”

She lifted up a hoof and pointed at nightstand sitting next to the bed.

“We have it in there. The best gold and gems money can buy, and we even sized up your finger while you were sleeping the other night.”

Titus, who had just about been ready to drift off into sleep, perked up. “Really?”

He picked up his head and looked at Redheart. The doctor, still lying on top of him with his cocks still firmly lodged in her, looked quite a bit more nervous than she had a few moments ago.

“W-Well, Coldheart and I were walking by the jewelry s-store and we thought that maybe it would b-be a good idea to get a ring for some time in the future,” she said. “N-Not that we’re trying to pressure you or anything! I know marriage is a really big decision and we’ve only been dating for a little while and Coldheart shouldn’t have said anything because—”

Closing his eyes, Titus reached up and grabbed the back of Redheart’s head. Guiding the sputtering, nervous mare down, he planted a kiss on her lips. He then turned his head and gave Coldheart a kiss.

“I hope you two got emerald for the gem,” he murmured, holding them both close.

“We did,” Coldheart said. “We were going to get a big diamond but Red said that emerald would match your eyes.”

Titus scratched Redheart’s scalp. The mare smiled, planting a kiss on his chin.

“You do have very pretty eyes.”