Anonymous1: Story behind it: Twilight got a reminder from Rarity about the dangers of cervical cancer, and was suggested she take a smear test post haste. When Twilight arrived at the hospital, she was admitted by a nurse, and led to a room in a discrete corner on the second floor.
"Where's the gynaecologist?" Twilight asked.
"Oh, I'll be handling this test, sweetie," said the nurse, Nurse Sweetheart and closed the door to the room for privacy.
Twilight looked to the table in the room, where only a single sheet lay.
"Won't you need some equipment?"
"Oh, you don't want to use those, dear. They're terribly uncomfortable. I'll be doing a hooves-on inspection for you. All the mares prefer it," Nurse Sweetheart assured, "just lean over that table, on the sheet, would you be a dear?"
As Twilight laid down on the sheet, Nurse Sweetheart gently spread her legs. It was not what she had expected, but it certainly was more comfortable than the stories she had heard back in Canterlot, where they'd lay you back-down and aim bright lights onto your privates. And the tools were uncomfortable, and the gynaecologists were inconsiderate and quiet, or told a joke or two in poor taste. This was none of that.
"What are you going to do?" Twilight asked, curious of this unheard of method.
"Oh, it's easy, honey!" Nurse Sweetheart asserted, it'll be quick, comfortable and I'm told all the mares really enjoy my approach. And it's no less effective than the conventional method, and it will feel a whole lot less degrading."
Twilight deliberated. "So... what is this method?"
Nurse Sweetheart began spreading Twilights marehood open and said: "You'll see," and smiled sweetly. She headed for the drawers next to the table and took out a bottle. "This will make it easier for you. You are much going to need it, sweetie." Nurse Sweetheart returned behind Twilight and she gently pulled open Twilight's lady parts one side at the time, back and forth, humming as she seemingly noted what she saw.
Twilight didn't know what to think. It was her first time doing this, and it was almost beginning to feel too comfortable. Nurse Sweetheart was a sweet pony, as her name implied, and she did a great job of making this moment feel natural. But it was all too natural, and Twilight started to expect things, unreasonable things.
When Twilight heard a strange 'whapping' sound repeating itself behind her, and Nurse Sweetheart's breath became louder and more irregular, she turned her head around to assess the situation. There stood Nurse Sweetheart, on her hind legs, squeezing lube over a fully erect member, pressing itself between her plump teats, and slowly aiming the shaft's tip toward Twilight's folds with her other hoof. Her smile was as genuine and sweet as ever, one sure that Twilight was ready and willing to receive her.
It was nothing like Twilight had imagined would happen in that room... but it was not all too unwelcome, if just a little bit on the unexpected side.
"Where's the gynaecologist?" Twilight asked.
"Oh, I'll be handling this test, sweetie," said the nurse, Nurse Sweetheart and closed the door to the room for privacy.
Twilight looked to the table in the room, where only a single sheet lay.
"Won't you need some equipment?"
"Oh, you don't want to use those, dear. They're terribly uncomfortable. I'll be doing a hooves-on inspection for you. All the mares prefer it," Nurse Sweetheart assured, "just lean over that table, on the sheet, would you be a dear?"
As Twilight laid down on the sheet, Nurse Sweetheart gently spread her legs. It was not what she had expected, but it certainly was more comfortable than the stories she had heard back in Canterlot, where they'd lay you back-down and aim bright lights onto your privates. And the tools were uncomfortable, and the gynaecologists were inconsiderate and quiet, or told a joke or two in poor taste. This was none of that.
"What are you going to do?" Twilight asked, curious of this unheard of method.
"Oh, it's easy, honey!" Nurse Sweetheart asserted, it'll be quick, comfortable and I'm told all the mares really enjoy my approach. And it's no less effective than the conventional method, and it will feel a whole lot less degrading."
Twilight deliberated. "So... what is this method?"
Nurse Sweetheart began spreading Twilights marehood open and said: "You'll see," and smiled sweetly. She headed for the drawers next to the table and took out a bottle. "This will make it easier for you. You are much going to need it, sweetie." Nurse Sweetheart returned behind Twilight and she gently pulled open Twilight's lady parts one side at the time, back and forth, humming as she seemingly noted what she saw.
Twilight didn't know what to think. It was her first time doing this, and it was almost beginning to feel too comfortable. Nurse Sweetheart was a sweet pony, as her name implied, and she did a great job of making this moment feel natural. But it was all too natural, and Twilight started to expect things, unreasonable things.
When Twilight heard a strange 'whapping' sound repeating itself behind her, and Nurse Sweetheart's breath became louder and more irregular, she turned her head around to assess the situation. There stood Nurse Sweetheart, on her hind legs, squeezing lube over a fully erect member, pressing itself between her plump teats, and slowly aiming the shaft's tip toward Twilight's folds with her other hoof. Her smile was as genuine and sweet as ever, one sure that Twilight was ready and willing to receive her.
It was nothing like Twilight had imagined would happen in that room... but it was not all too unwelcome, if just a little bit on the unexpected side.
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Though, I just got a boner thinking about a foal accidentally sucking on the third teat.
Twilight: "No i don't!"
Sorry, but this just looks too silly to not remind me of pony.mov
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More anthro pl0x.