Nurse Maud {Backup of guest submission}

>You are Anon.
>Being sick in pony land is probably the worst thing that can happen to you.
>Having no other humans around, they lack immediate remedies to help your condition.
>Even Fluttershy couldn't nurse you back to health.
>It wasn't anything worst than a flu, but since their pain killers seem to have no effect on you, the headaches were torture.
>One day as you lay on the couch in misery you hear a knock on the door. With weary legs and sore muscles you slowly make your way to the door.
>Much to your surprise, there stood Pinkie Pie along with another mare that you didn't recognize.
"Oh, Pinkie. What brings you here?"
>Pinkie jumps up and down in her usual cheery manner, "We came to check up on you."
>You look down at the purple mane pony who gazes up back at you without saying a word.
"Who's this? A friend of yours?"
>"No, silly. That's my sister Maud. She came to visit me for her vacation."
>Clearing your parched throat you greet Maud with as much energy as you can muster.
"Hey Maud. It was nice of you to come and say hi."
>She continues to stare at you as if she had to calculate her thoughts first. "Hi."
>That was rather... flat.
>Pinkie continues to bounce around in place, "So how are you feeling today, Nonny?"
"Not much better. I just need to rest and I'll get over it I'm sure."
>"We'll come by again really soon to check up on you. Maud and I are going to head over to-"
>She is cut short by her sister, "Pinkie, maybe I can stay and watch Anon."
>You were taken back by this offer, especially coming from a pony you barely know.
>But to Pinkie, this was the best possible outcome. "That's a great idea. You two should totally get to know one another while Maud takes care of you."
"She really doesn't have to."
>"I'm sure Maud wouldn't have asked if she didn't want to, am I right?"
>Maud just blinks at her sister. "Yes."
>This pony lacks any real emotional connection, yet Pinkie doesn't seem to notice it.
>Like that, you're left alone with Maud.
>You didn't want to be a downer, but it's not fun at all to hang around a sick person.
>Maud trots into the living room and adjusts the pillows for you. "Here. Sit."
>What is up with her monotone nature?
>Probably autistic or something.
>You take your seat on the couch and groan in pain, already you feel the chills creeping up on you.
>Like a robot set on autopilot, Maud quickly fluffs up the pillow behind your head and fetches another blanket.
"Oh, thank you."
>"Shhh..."
>Out of nowhere she pulls out a thermometer and places it in your mouth. "Don't talk."
>You lay there in awkward silence as Maud waits for the temperature to come up.
>She was a very peculiar pony.
>No emotion in her voice, yet her actions say otherwise.
>Plucking the thermometer out of your mouth she looks at it closely before leaving the room.
>A moment later she trots back in in a tray balanced on her head.
>It was a glass of water and some soda crackers.
>"You should eat." She commands.
"I don't think I can eat anything-"
>"Eat." She says one more time.
>It didn't sound hostile but she didn't sound like she was fooling around either.
>She picks up one of the crackers and holds it to your lips.
>You open up and chew on the dry, crunchy snack before she tips of the glass of water to your lips.
>Grabbing the cup yourself you take a few sips.
>Already your stomach was protesting, but it quickly settles down.
>All the while Maud continues to stare at you.
>It was unsettling.
"Maud, is it? Uh... what do you like to do?"
>"Rocks."
>A suitable interest to match her personality.
>She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small rock. "This is boulder. He's my pet."
>She places it on the couch next you. "I think he likes you."
>She nudges it closer to you and wits for you to take the next step.
"That's uh.... a nice rock."
>You reach out a gently pat the small stone with your hand.
>Maud continues to stare at you. "You should sleep."
>The way she said it made your skin crawl.
"I should, but you don't have to wait on me anymore. You've been really considerate even though you barely know me."
>She turns her gaze away from you for a moment. "I have all week to be with her."
>Trotting over to a chair, she pushes it closer to your side and takes a seat. "So, you're a human. That's what Pinkie told me."
"Yeah, not much to say really. I'm kind of the only one here."
>You shift under your blankets to get more comfortable.
"I should probably sleep, but you can leave now if you want."
>"I don't mind." She replies.
>Turning over you nestle in to get some shut up, but not before you hear her get off her chair.
>Maud gets up on the edge of the couch and leans in close to your face. "Sleep well."
>Before you could comment on her close proximity, she pecks you on the forehead with a kiss.
>Needless to say, you were stunned.
>You lay there in awkward silence as she pulls the cover over and tucks you in.
>Rubbing your head gently with her hoof she whispers, "I'll be close by if you need anything."
>You didn't respond as she walks away into another room.
>What the hell was that about?
>And here you thought Pinkie was the oddball of her family.
>But your heavy eyelids finally pull the curtains and you're out like a light.
>Fever dreams never make sleeping a pleasant experience, and soon you find yourself waking up.
>In your field of blurry vision you see Maud right there in front of your face. "Sleep well?"
>If you weren't sore you would've easily jumped ten feet out of the couch.
>Maud herself was under the covers with you as you held her in your arms.
"Maud, what are you doing?!"
>She did not look as if she did anything wrong but instead cuddles in closer to you.
>"This is one way of helping somepony make them feel better."
"That's cute, but I'm not a pony. And you're in my personal space."
>You would push her out yourself, but you want to give her a chance to do it herself.
>"Are you unhappy?" She asks.
>What kind of question is that?!
>You glance under the covers and see she isn't even earing her clothes.
>You feel your face turning red but realize that ponies don't wear clothes normally.
"Maud, this isn't really appropriate."
>She blinks at you. "I know."
>Yeah, this pony ain't right.
"So... can you please, uh, not be in my personal space?"
>She places her forelimbs around your shoulders. "Part of being sick is pent up stress. Let me help."
>Maud pulls herself closer to you. The light sweet scent of her coat fills the air between the two of you.
>You bring your arms up, but your sore muscles protest and leave you in a weaken state.
>Maud continues to hold herself firmly to you. "Is something wrong?"
"Stop it."
>You struggle to push her off, but Maud remains affix to you. "Don't you want to feel better?"
>Again, there was nothing to her tone.
>This was becoming worse than any fever dream you use to have.
>She didn't even seem fazed that you're telling her to go.
>All of your efforts and struggles made you feel hot under the collar already.
>The heat off her body didn't help at all.
>She leans in close to your ear and whispers. "I'll take care of you." She licks your ear with her wet tongue.
>You really begin to squirm in place as you try to pry yourself loose from her.
>She sinks under the covers and you could feel her messing about with your pajama bottoms.
>You could feel her hooves tugging away at your pants.
>From under the covers you see your PJs being flung out.
>You grab at your underwear, trying to keep them on.
"Maud, stop it!"
>For being a tiny pony, she was incredibly strong.
>Even though you knew this felt wrong, your dick had other plans.
>Maud finally rips away your underwear and you watch it sail across the room.
>Around your crotch you feel her heavy hot breath.
>Before you could even pull away you feel her hot wet mouth envelope your engorged member.
>You let out a gasp.
>When you're sick your sex drive usually goes down, but Maud was going at it like she's done it before.
>This meant you could withstand more stimulation than before.
"Maud... we barely know each other..."
>Her mouths comes off your dick with a audible popping sound. "Just relax."
>Maud continues to work on you while you lay there in silence.
>Her tongue skillfully wraps around your cock as she bobs her head up and down.
>The faint moans and the sound of her sucking you off only add to the pleasure.
>Your skin starts to dampen with sweat and you instinctively pulls the covers off your chest.
>Maud stops her task and throws them back over you. "Leave them on." She commands.
"But it's getting hot."
>She presses her hoof firmly into the tender part of your thigh, sending a jolt of pain through your body.
>"It'll be over soon."
>You find yourself breathing harder as Maud begins to flick the head of your penis with her tongue.
>The sensation was beyond anything, but you still didn't feel like you were about to cum.
>Maud finishes her work and gently strokes your shaft. "Hmmm, not quite there. Time for the next step."
>She crawls under the covers and lays on top of your sweaty body.
>Maud stares at you dead in the eyes as you feel her smooth hindquarters finding their place on top of your crotch.
>"Need more heat." She begins to slide the smooth lips of her marehood against your rock hard shaft.
>You could hear the shlicking sound of her wet folds as they slide up and down, lubricating your dick with her juices.
>The warmth under the covers only intensify.
>"Are you feeling better?"
"I'm feeling something."
>Without hesitation your hands reach up and find their place on her flank.
>You guide her back and forth over your dick, yet she did not look as though she enjoyed any of it.
>The scent of her juices fill the air as it builds up under the covers.
>With machine like precision she keeps her pace steady while increasing your stimulation.
>Wiggling her hips, her wet lips find their place at the tip of your cocks.
>Maud didn't push down yet, she teases the tip with her entrance.
>Already you feel like you're on the edge.
>You can feel the head if your penis rubbing up against what you think is her clitoris.
>Her body shudders, yet her expression stays the same.
>Maud adjusts herself and you feel the tip sick into her marehood.
>With gentle pushing she slides down slowly your length until she couldn't take you in any more.
>The length of your cock can't go any further but Maud insists and keeps pushing down.
>She gyrates her hips around as she tries to take more of your inside her.
>Already you could feel her vaginal walls contracting.
>The vice like grip, yet soft velvety smooth insides worked your shaft to try and extract the seed from you.
>"Move with me."
>With what little energy you had, you begin to move your hips up and down.
>Maud moves her hips in order to push down harder every time you thrust into her.
>Beads of sweat form on your forehead.
>Her scent spreads through the air as she continues to ride you.
>This was so weird. Not even a smile, moan or groan escapes her lips.
>She was like a sex machine set on autopilot.
"Are you liking this?"
>Her wet flanks continues to grind into your hips. "Very."
"I'm sorry, you just don't... ah... sound like you are."
>Maud sits on your cock for a moment and grinds her hindquarters in small circular movements.
>You feel a warm wet sensation coating your dick and spreading all over your inner thighs.
>"I've just culminated." Her body shudders.
>She can tell you haven't had a chance to fire your load.
>Even tighter now, her vagina clamps down as works your shaft even harder.
>The pounding of her hips against yours made it feel as though she would reduce them to rubble.
"Not so hard, Maud..."
>She lies on top of your body while her hips continue to do the work.
>Your hips continue to thrust into her and you feel yourself on the edge.
>Maud slaps herself down on you a few more times more your finally unleash your seed inside her.
>Your cock pumps likes a machine, releasing sticky strands on white goodness inside her.
>Her juices and your semen mix before oozing out of her.
>She lets out a sigh and pulls herself off, you hear an audible plop as your mare cum coated dick comes out.
>Tired from the excursion you begin to nod off while Maud rubs your forehead tenderly.
>Some time later you wake up.
>Maud was no where to be seen.
>You look under the covers to see that your PJs were still on and everything was clean.
>In fact, you feel a lot better.
>You hear someone entering the room.
>It was Maud balancing a tray with a bowl of soup on her head.
>"Eat."
"Hey, either I was having a crazy or we just uh... we"
>"Copulate?"
>What's with this pony?!
"Yeah, that. I mean, you're great looking and all but why?"
>Although her expression had not change you could see a hint of red on her face.
>"When have a fever it's important to raise body temperature to purge the virus."
>Oh right.
"That's great and all, and I do feel better. But why didn't you just put extra blankets on me or something?"
>A faint smile is seen on her face. "Then that wouldn't have been fun, now would it?"
>You couldn't help but smile.
>She places the soup on the table beside the couch and feels your forehead.
>Just like before, she's back to her non-expressive self.
>"You're still a bit warm. I think I have a cure for that."


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