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As things were dying down and she was cleaning up for what she thought was the final time, once more confirming the samples were all properly labeled and the floor, mount, and bed were spotless, Nurse Redheart was surprised by a final knock on the door.

<But nopony else is on the schedule to donate today...>

As she opened the door, her last, unannounced donor of the day surprised her. She came face-to-face with the young unicorn stallion she had...left quite an imprint on earlier in the day. Both mentally and physically.

Realizing this must be Fine Print's idea of her giving restitution to the poor stallion she'd earlier abused, she prepared herself for the amazing apology she was about to give this young lad. The apology he more than deserved for how she'd lashed out at him because she was having a bad day. For how she'd...grabbed his balls and squeezed, then left him with a welt on his flank...

The blue-coated cleric stallion was terrified, standing outside the door already naked and shaking in his hooves upon seeing it was her doing this position, one hoof reaching back to rub the mark she had left on him subconsciously and practically feeling it throb as she stared at him.

"S-s-s-sorry a-a-again ma'am, f-for earlier. M-Miss Fine Print said I could make up for my m-mistake today if I made a contribution to the fertility effort, b-but I didn't know it was y-you who would..." he said, his voice shaky and crisp, cutting off before he could bring himself to say what she, the mare who had earlier nearly castrated him, was to supposed to do to him.

Red trotted up to him and very calmly touched noses with the petrified unicorn, feeling him flinch back from the sudden physical contact from her, and being very mindful to avoid his horn. It wouldn't have been the first time she'd nearly had an eye taken out while embracing a unicorn improperly, but she tended to avoid it as often as possible, for obvious reasons. As she stood there, staring into his shallow green eyes with her own of deep purple, her forehead meeting his as well as possible given said horn, she smiled at him and softly shushed him in an effort to calm him down.

"Shhhh...shhhh...it's okay, no more yelling or hitting from me, I promise." Red said softly, rubbing his nose with hers as he gently nodded his head, his impressive chest-long blue-black mane sliding over his shoulders. "I'm really sorry for what I did earlier; I was way out of line treating you the way I did. You're new here and I should have understood that and been happy to help, instead of...hurting you the way I did."

Lifting his head up, Red then gently licked the unicorn's horn slowly from base to tip, loving the way the male's body tensed up and his eyes bulged wide open at the sudden, very erotic gesture. Unicorns always had a sensitive horn, a key fact she had learned in her studies to become a nurse, and also one she had experienced in other, more sensual, applications of that fact.

Leaning up against his chest more, Redheart allowed his relatively strong frame to support her as she gave a playful nip to the stallion's chin. "Never mind that little mistake this morning. A big, strong, sexy _stud_of a stallion like yourself can be allowed to make a few mistakes every now and then, right...?" she cooed, finding her words were quite genuine.

Looking over him again without a filter of rage, the bookish record-keeper actually was quite a strapping young stallion. She wasn't lying either, or just talking him up to get him hard as she'd had to do for some of the other donors; she sincerely meant it. He was a young, lean, but still muscular stallion; rather buff for a unicorn, but still somewhat on the small side compared to the other, more physical races of pony.

The young unicorn melted under Red's sensual tone and from the feel of her body against his, as well as the scent of a long-aroused, yet unsated, mare right up against him. Leaning down and pressing into her, he too began to give her gentle bites of affection and even a lick of appreciation across her neck and crest, getting a shuddering exhale as he nipped that very sensitive tuft of hair and skin, seemingly forgetting who this mare was,; too enraptured by the situation and her pheromones to seemingly care who the mare treating him this way was anymore.

Redheart had to give it to the kid, he was strong, sweet, and quite a specimen to behold, with her having quite a preference for unicorns to share her bed. He also knew how to return the pleasure and affection given to him, unlike some of the other stallions she'd been with. She felt remorse now for smacking his flank as she had earlier, even though all he'd put her through. She decided then and there to make the next experience for quite memorable him. After all, he was another donor, and that meant he got the same treatment all of the others had...and perhaps a little more.

<I'm gonna make this cutie cum so hard he's gonna look like a spent tube of toothpaste when I'm done with him!>

Nudging him towards the mount with her muzzle, Red gave the young unicorn a firm pat on the backside, loving the quiet yelp he gave as she was a bit rough with her touch on that tender area. She knew everypony's cutie-marks was an erogenous zone, and she'd indeed put that fact to use many times today.

"Put your fore-hooves up on that part there, then just relax. I'll take care of the rest..." Redheart instructed softly as she then pointed to the upper portion, with the stallion doing as she'd asked, mounting the pseudo-mare and gripping it tightly in his nervousness.

Red then spread and arranged his back hooves, feeling him flicking his tail as he waited for further instructions, only for him to then to feel the gentle clinch of the straps around his back canons moments later, ensuring he'd stay still for her.

The young stallion struggled a bit, starting to panic until he felt the weight of the mare on his back, her now-bare fur clinging to his as she laid her head onto his. She'd taken her coat and hat off, leaving herself naked, also having removed her hairpins and letting her shoulder-length red mane flow, free from its hospital-mandatory confines.

<It's way too hot in here for clothes...>

Red's small muzzle started moving to his ears and beginning to nip them gently, cooing to him sweetly; "Shhh...shhhh...take it easy. The straps are just a precaution to keep you still so you don't hurt me or yourself if you start humping too hard in your climax. Just relax and take it easy, I promise I'm not going to hurt you again."

Once again her words claimed the stallion and he followed through with her requests, laying his head and chest on top of the mount, letting his muscles loosen as well as he could. "P-Please be gentle. T-this is my first time...doing anything sexual..." he stammered out, his cheeks flushed deep red as he admitted that fact.

Redheart's eyes widened at that. This handsome stallion was still a virgin?! Once she got over the shock of that news, she only softly nodded as she climbed off of him; that physical contact with her was gone now, but she'd not completely left him it would seem. Her sexual fluids were still dribbling down his sides, making him shudder at the light chill the streams left as they dried.

"Sorry, you made me wet..." she cooed, rubbing his flanks softly, simultaneously; "... 'cuz you're so sexy..."

As she said that, Red started to trace his body with her hooves, moving up his side and softly rubbing his back, then withers, feeling the stallion go from tense to totally relaxed under her learned touch.

<Well, looks like those massage courses paid off after all...>

After he was good and relaxed, Red then moved down his sides, rubbing his barrel and stroking his sides affectionately, getting a heavy shudder or a gentle giggle as she found a sensitive or ticklish spot.

The unicorn stallion gave a short moan, then a few deep groans as her hooves massaged and explored his body, her tongue coming next and licking the back of his neck and ears, with her getting a VERY deep moan from that!

Red made sure to start whispering to him the sweet things that made him blush before, then things that made his eyes grow wide; the sweet promises she made, with the sensual tone and dirty talk she used making his sheath swell quite a bit. Just as was planned.

Redheart's demeanor shifted as her trailing hoof found the mark she had left on his back end, a wave of regret rolling through her as she knew she'd caused it out of her anger. She'd hurt this kind, sexy stallion. She'd hurt this stallion who was now going through this embarrassing procedure to give a mare a foal to love and raise as her own...

As she looked down to inspect the bruise, Red started by first rubbing it gently, mindful of any signs of discomfort he made, willing to stop at the first one. Her touch was gentle however, having treated far worse wounds than this before, and as such he didn't so much as flinch as she carefully examined it.

Next she brought in her tongue, lapping and kissing the mark tenderly, hearing an instinctive warning whinny from him and as she did pulling back instantly at the warning.

<Ooooook, I think I went a bit too far there...> "Sorry!"

Red did nothing more sensual for a moment, before looking up to him to gauge what he wanted her to do. As she saw him simply nod to her, she then nodded back and continued arousing him, but now carefully avoided the mark she'd left, instead letting her wet, warm tongue slide along the rest of his stifle and croup, then lower underbarrel.

Red started finding that she loved the way this stallion groaned and arched his back, leaning his head back in his pleasure, his horn sparking energy on occasion. She also loved his own unique scent; the unique musky scent of this stallion alongside that of parchment and ink from his station, and the antiseptic that everyone smelled like in the hospital.

Finally after all of her teasing, which was far more and beyond anything she'd done for any other donor, Red found this stallion was ready for the next part as she reached down and found his pole rock-hard and lightly throbbing in anticipation. A small puddle of pre-cum had formed under him, his shaft and balls wet with his pre-emission; the mix of a mare gently laying on him and rubbing him, licking him, leaving her liquid arousal on him and then whispering some very dirty things to him clearly making him ready to 'donate' now.

One hoof started blindly moving along that hardened length of stallionhood and earned her a shudder from the stallion, with Red thinking his shaft would never end before she finally reached his medial ring, then his swollen tip. She made a small gasp of surprise at his size, finding he easily sized up in length and girth to the much larger Earth-Pony stallions that had been in here earlier, even if he himself was only two-thirds their size. "You know kid, just this morning I first thought you were a simple colt, but what I feel down here proves just how wrong I was..." she complimented, genuinely impressed by this unicorn's twelve-inch second horn. "It just proves to me what a stallion you really are."

<I thought all unicorn stallions were supposed to be small down here. I guess not ALL myths can believed after all!>

As she felt him throb in response to the compliment, Redheart made her hoof stroke up and down his length, hearing a surprised gasp as he received his first stroke from a mare upon it. Red loved the way his body arched and his hips shifted with each stroke she gave it, carefully focusing on his medial ring, the stallion's most sensitive part besides his flare. She made sure he could feel each slow, deliberate rub she made, knowing this was his first time experiencing something sexual and sensual with a partner and wanting to make it the absolute best for him.

Redheart knew _she_was loving it. She knew she hadn't put gloves on, but she also knew her hooves and the floor were quite sterile, and as such it wasn't something that would harm the procedure. She then reached over and lubed her hooves up before getting back to work with a much more slippery rod to rub, slathering the lube evenly all over his length and head.

Red was giving this stallion a direct hoofjob, nothing in between him and her, and knew he'd love it more because of that.

"Mmm, so how is this young stud liking his first hoofjob?" Redheart asked, keeping her strokes slow for now, feeling the sensation of his cock's loose skin moving over its solid core.The constant pulses from his member and small spurts of pre consistently coming from him more than answered her question from a physical standpoint, both sure signs he was being very properly stimulated, but she wanted to know how HE was doing. If the stallion himself was OK with this.

"Oh....Oh WOW..." the stallion managed to moan out.

<Oh yeah, this hunk's having the time of his life.> "Heh, if you think just a hoof is good, just wait 'til you feel the _REAL_thing. Just wait until you really top a mare and give her a good rutting." Redheart said, giving his length a nice hard rub, "With this beautiful specimen, you could likely give her the ride of her life..."

Red had said that last part for _his_sake, but easily found herself growing even more aroused by the thought of him mounting her, of him thrusting into her and filling her up with this monster, her mind giving her a very vivid depiction of what it would be like. Her tail was raised high and curved over her back in her arousal, her clit winking in a rapid pattern now as her mare-honey flowed freely down her back legs, which spread widely in anticipation of the stallion that wasn't there; feeling her own pleasure starting to rise as she pleasured this handsome stallion.

<Oh Celestia I want this beast inside of me...>

Red wanted this to go on forever - hearing his soft moans and coos of pleasure, his humps growing harder and his throbs more frequent - but realized she was running nearly on empty herself; the long day of running around the hospital, followed by rubbing off at least five other stallions by herself, leaving her physically drained. She had to finish this soon, before she passed out from exhaustion and left him strapped to this mount and dissatisfied 'down there'; what would be a truly a horrible situation, for both of them.

<I'm gonna make sure this stallion never forgets his first time.>

Grabbing one of the prostate massagers off of the nearby tray, Red gently released his member, softly rubbing his cutie-mark and gently shushing him as he softly whickered at the lack of contact, that rubbing seemingly soothing him as his thrusts slowed down.

Red then he used her still-lubed hoof to rub his ponut, the tight hole under his tail relaxing under her touch as she used her hoof-tip to gently coax it open, getting an uncomfortable squirm and whimper from him in the process. She knew from personal experience that anal penetration had to be a slow and gentle process, especially during a pony's first time. After a few gentle rubbing and stretching exercises to relax and open him up a bit, she then told him the procedure.

"OK, now it's time for me to stimulate your prostate directly so we can get a nice, big batch of seed for some lucky mare, or mares, to have a foal with. You know what this involves, yes?" Redheart asked, receiving a hesitant nod and another gentle whimper from the stallion.

"Is that OK?" she asked again, receiving another short nod.

"Ok, you're going to feel some pressure under your tail..." she warned softly, then gently prodded the tip of the rod into the stallion's anus.

At the feel of cold metal at his tail-hole, he initially freaked and tried to pull away only for the cuffs to keep him pinned. With Redheart having placed his tail into a sling to keep it out of the way and to prevent any...unpleasant tangles from occurring, she'd unintentionally left him feeling very defenseless now, with her seeing fear in his eyes.

"Shhhh...it's okay...is this your first time with this too?" Red asked softly.

"Y-y-yes!" The stallion sobbed out of fear more than pain or displeasure, burying his face into her tail, lightly chewing it for the comfort that the sensation of mastication could provide.

<Aw...the poor guy's terrified!>

Redheart stood and squeezed the scared stallion in a tight hug to show her solidarity with his plight, "Okay then, we'll go really slow at first then, okay?" she reassured him, "I'm going to be right here If anything gets too weird for you, and if we need to stop, let me know."

The unicorn nodded again and now kept his muzzle buried in the mount's faux-hair coating, feeling as she started gently prodding the massager further into his rectum, it easily sliding in with no resistance given how well-lubed he was. Soon, she started feeling resistance as the young stallion clenched hard at the feeling of it sliding deeper, then holding the rod steady until eventually he stopped clenching and she was able to slowly press it further in.

When enough of it was in, her feeling it 'drop' inside of him to confirm that, and his fearful whimpers had died down to groans and pleasured moans--which she noted only happened if she angled the rod in a certain way--she decided the time had come. She slowly started rubbing the rod manually into his prostate, sending a jolt of intense pleasure through him each time she did

"Hey, what's your name sweetheart? I seem to have missed catching it." Redheart asked, genuinely interested in learning this handsome young soon-to-be-stud-and-sire's name. That, and she needed to know it to label the sample he'd soon be producing.

"F-Form Chaser," he squeaked, his voice barely above a forced whisper as the rod once more hit that wondrous spot in his pelvis and sent an intense surge of tingling sensation through him, making his hips thrust forward on reflex and another thick dollop of pre-cum to drool onto the floor, joining into the rather large puddle he'd produced since she'd started rubbing on him.

"I'm Nurse Redheart, good to meet you again Form Chaser." she said, feeling resistance once more as his rectum started to squeeze on the rod again, but this time on reflex to the feeling of his prostate being rubbed instead of out of discomfort.

As Red so-soon felt him starting to flare as she now leaned over him, her free hoof wrapped around his penis while her other hoof tended to the stimulation rod, made one more request to him. "I can tell you're close, so if you wanna-have to yell during, be sure to scream loud okay? Let it all out and let me hear your passion. Remember, nopony but you and me can hear you in here." she whispered to him sensually. She always loved her bed-mates to be loud when she was younger; to hear them cry out their passion as she made them cum, whether deep inside her as she clamped her muscled down on them, locking them inside, or all over her. She knew this sperm had a more important destiny than going down her shower drain however.

Red then left both the rod and his penis unattended, instead securing the collection tube around his process and the strap around his upper shaft, then pressed the extending button on the rod's side.

As Red once more grasped the rod at Form's anus, the tip of the massager was just barely moved with each press of the button, but each tiny movement managed to snag something inside of Form in there that was making him feel strange yet wonderful now; the intensity of his pulses of tingly pleasure increasing drastically, his penis flexing for seconds on end now as he started to shudder heavily and now constantly drooling his pre.

After moments more of this intense stimulation, Form felt a pressure building up in his pelvis, growing more and more intense now, his cock throbbing as his ass contracted around the rod each time it moved at all, with each tiny bit more from what the nurse was doing adding more and more to that pressure.

As he felt his flare growing, Form cried out very loudly, his hooves squeezing even tighter around the mount as he felt those all so-tiny movements inside of him becoming almost unbearable; each press of the button rubbing deep into his prostate and ultimately leading to making him bite into the furred mount to keep his sanity.

Redheart tried to suppress the arousal that his anal deflowering was doing to her but her body was too worked up now, her passage clenching on nothing and her clit winking rhythmically, her body reaching its final stage as he reached his own.

<Oh Faust, this stallion's gonna make me cum without even touching me!>

Red began to 'feel around' with the rod, noting Form's groans and pitches rising in intensity and frequency with one particular spot. Focusing on the spot, everything a routine now as she continued to tap the rubbing button, she found herself loving the way his body shook, shuddered-whimpered; how it pleaded for release, a release she'd soon very happily give him.

<Oh yeah, he's definitely ready to cum RIGHT NOW. Shame, I was having fun.>

Redheart knew the time had come as he started to flare completely and throb harder, finding the flare was actually almost as large as Mr. Cake's has been; quite impressive for a unicorn., if a just bit smaller. His thrusts had reached the fevered pitch of a climaxing stallion and, with a quick kiss to his croup flank, she pressed the shock button and squeezed on his stallionhood's base tightly, instantly feeling it go completely rigid and throbbing hard.

"Cum for me."

At that so-sexy demand, Form Chaser's body tensed so tightly that Red swore he imploded when she sent that small shock into his prostate, with him throwing his head back and giving a long-winded whinny of pure passion as his beyond-intense first prostate orgasm shot through him and overloaded his mind; the sensations rolling up and down his spine, the tingles charging every nerve ending in his body and making him nearly black out.

His dick practically exploded as another shock was administered and Redheart kept softly rubbing his cock's base and prostate both gently, the young stallion firing several massive and consecutive spurts of creamy virgin unicorn seed into the tube so hard it made his urethra sting, the first two weighing it down and filling it up.

Redheart had been unprepared for him giving so much so quickly, and barely had time to drop her motions, seal the first tube and replace the filled tube with a second, then seal it too and place a third, before eventually the stallion's reservoir finally began to run dry. As she watched the final tube hanging from him and filled to the brim, with him having given what must have been well over 300cc of thick cum, she saw the last trickles and drips splatter all over the ground as the tube overfilled, streaming down the tube and making quite the mess.

<Bucking hay that's a lot of cum...would feel so good inside of me right now...>

As he came off his orgasm after what had felt like an eternity of pulsing, near-unbearable pleasure, Form's body buckled onto the mount, with him nearly passing out again; using the pseudo-mare to support himself as the supports he was strapped to held his back legs up to support them too.

Nurse Redheart collapsed in her own puddle of fluids, having felt her own spasms of an orgasm on the brink as he'd came for her, her on-edge mind finally sent over as she'd watched the last tube fill up; her vaginal muscles were trying to squeeze on a cock that simply wasn't there and claim his seed into her, her clit winking near-constantly; her body just needed the tiniest bit more stimulation to set her over into the promised land of bliss.

<Buck professionalism! I need to cum, NOW!>

"W-wow..." Form barely managed to stammer out in surprise as he watched as Red then floppedlaid on her back on the floor in her own juices, spread her legs wide, and started to roughly rub her winking clit with one hoof and pussy with the other, clearly unable to resist anymore as she finally gave in to the urge to finish herself off after a whole day of intense stimulation and no release.

<Finally! Oh buck yes this is amazing!> "I'M CUMMING!"

Form heard Redheart scream out as she followed it with a high-pitched whinny of pure satisfaction, her hips bucking up and grinding rapidly into her still-rubbing hooves after only a few rubs to set herself over, a stream of femme-cum spraying a good few feet from her as she sharply arched her back off the ground. She came the hardest she'd ever had before, her long-denied and well-earned orgasm seeming to last forever as she only added to the puddle of her emissions beneath her.

~

After what felt like forever of swirling in that world of ecstasy, her passage squeezing on itself and her clit intensely, then slowly, winking against her hoof and causing a tingle to roll through her each time it did, Red found that it had been only about thirty seconds of the most intense pleasure she'd ever felt instead of an eternity as she wearily glanced up to the clock - and realized it was thirty minutes _after_she was supposed to sign out for the night, her shift long over. As she came down off her high, Redheart virtually deflated, panting hard as her afterglow settled in and she at last relaxed in pure relief.

<Wow, I've NEVER cum that hard before, not even during my heats!>

"By Celestia, that...was bucking HOT!" Red heard Form say, figuring he'd watched the whole scene of her masturbating, his eyes wide and his chin nearly to the floor; having watched what had been the first mare ever cumming because of him.

Eventually, Redheart willed her limp, totally exhausted body up to her hooves, gently quivering as she then looked over the messy, cum-soaked room that once was a sterile lab.

<Great, now I have to clean all of this up too. But first...>

"Well, you weren't exactly ice-cold yourself, stud. I think you gave me my best orgasm ever, and you didn't even need to touch me!" Red cooed, giving a drowsy smile as she removed the final, overfilled collection tube from him and cleaned up what had leaked out with a sanitary cloth, barely resisting the urge to lick it, then from whence it had came, clean instead. She could still feel her legs slightly numb because of her orgasm.

<Bucking hay that was an intense cum. Never quite squirted like THAT before! Hay, I couldn't imagine what it would have felt like if HE'D rubbed me off instead, or used some of those kinky unicorn sex spells I've read about. I'd have probably passed out on the spot!>

During some more banter about how hot one cumming had been to the other, Redheart carefully removed the steel rod from Form's rear, him relaxing to let her, and then sterilized and replaced it on the tray for it to be used on the next stallion who 'needed some help' donating. She next released Form's back hooves and he wearily climbed off of the mount, his fore-legs wobbling as he stood on them for the first time in nearly an hour. He knew he'd be sore tomorrow in more than one place, but it had been so worth it!

"Hey, um, Ms.Redheart? Can I help you clean up? I'm kinda responsible, at least for most of it." Form asked, looking to the mare who'd 'collected' him so lovingly, indeed his first mare ever. He then brought his chest to press against hers as his muzzle rested on her crest in an embrace. "I insist."

Redheart's ear flicked at the voice that had once so annoyed her earlier, finding it now had an endearing quality to it; the tone of his offer that of a little colt asking for a cookie from his mother, but with the much deeper, sexier baritone of a full-grown stallion.

"Y-yeah, I could use the help." Red had found herself agreeing, her face flushed as she pulled back a bit and stared right into Form's eyes. As she did, she felt her heart hammering in her chest, her stomach making little circles and fluttering all the while.

<What the hay is going on with me...am I...>

Redheart simply smiled to Form from time to time as he then helped her clean the shiny floor of what of his leaked passion that couldn't be contained, and those of her own extensive squirts. Wiping down the mount was next for her, and then she made sure to seal the three filled-to-the-brim tubes containing Form's thick, young, and likely extremely virile ejaculation.

Red smiled as she wrote out and stuck the label onto the completely-filled containers - 'Form Chaser's very hearty sample | U' - before putting them in the freezer.

<Well, that will definitely make some lucky mare a very happy mother; or a hundred, with as much as he made! Damn that stallion can cum a lot!>

The two ponies had then left the collections room after From signed his disclaimer forms for the 'procedure' and donation, Red too caught up in the heat of the moment to have him do it before they'd started, Red flicking off the lights as they did. They then cleaned themselves up in separate showers, an empty pair of patient room and a supply closet with fresh uniforms for them thankfully just a short walk away from the stairwell.

As she showered - getting a day's worth of greasy lube, her own sex fluids, sweat, and stallion musk and stray streams of cum off of herself, as well as laying and relaxing her tired muscles under the soothingly warm water - Red found herself rubbing her marehood again as the warm water ran down her exhausted body, all the while thinking of what she'd just done with Form and memories of that moment of closeness they'd had after it as well. As she rubbed herself, she thought about her upcoming heat; about going to Form and flagging her tail over her back, telling him to rut her until her womb was swelling with his cum. Telling him to knock her up with a 'donation' directly from him to her.

As she thought of him cumming deep inside her, of how his thick seed would feel in her fertile womb and making a baby, she reached her climax moments later, muffling a whinny as her clit winked into her still-rubbing hoof and her hips ground against it, her passage tugging at her hoof as she added her own off-white fluids to the water running down the drain, intense pleasure once more rolling through her mind.

As she finished up cleaning herself, got out, and dried off, Red found herself thinking more and more about Form, indeed unable to take her mind off him.

<Form...what are you doing to me you stupid, air-headed...sexy, sweet, lovely stallion?>

After both were clean and they met in the empty hallway, Form saw Red's troubled state, clear from her slumped posture and distant gaze. He walked up to her and suddenly wrapped Red in another gentle hug, which she gladly accepted, wrapping her own hooves around his crest and nuzzling her muzzle into the crook of his neck, him nuzzling in turn into her mane. Red felt her eyes starting to moisten as she was held by somepony after so long alone, melting into the embrace as she felt him rocking softly with her in his arms.

<Of all the things I've done today, THAT'S what catches me up and makes me start bawling? A bucking hug and nuzzle?! REALLY RED, you big softie?!REALLY RED?! You softie...>

As their embrace ended and Form moved to leave, Red grabbed him by the tail with her mouth and gently tugged it to get his attention, before intimately moving towards his head and putting her mouth to his ear.

"Don't forget to drop in tomorrow after your shift folder-boy. Don't make another 'mistake' and make me come and find you for your donation appointment tomorrow..."

Form gulped and nodded, giving Red a sideways glance before leaving; not entirely sure she was serious with the perceived threat of tracking him down, but all the same not wanting to risk it. He'd be there tomorrow alright, but not only because she'd told him to be.

That 'collection' had felt absolutely amazing, and damn if he didn't want to spend more time with this sexy, sensitive mare AND get another orgasm like that alongside.

~

As she left the collections room after giving it a another look-over, Form having left her earlier with a 'See you tomorrow!' and a friendly nuzzle which she returned, Redheart came up to find Tenderheart smiling at her, her own shift apparently ending when Red's, and shortly after Form's had, having waited for her to clean up first before approaching her. "So how was et down 'ere luv? I 'eard Miss Priss, th' witch, made ya 'collect' stallions t'day. I'm sowy ya 'ad t' do somefin so degratin'..." she said, a look of genuine pity on her face.

Redheart flinched at that comment. Before the events of the last six hours, she might have agreed with her friend about collecting semen being a horrible affair, but after what she'd experienced, especially within the past hour, she felt that was no longer the case. "Well, it wasn't actually as bad as I thought it would be really. I got to meet many fine, rather handsome stallions with good hearts who are donating to a noble cause, and even got to know some of them very...intimately," responded Redheart with a wink, and, passing by Tenderheart to get to the nurses' station and sign out for the day, she was suddenly surprised to come face to face with Fine Print.

"Great job today Redheart. You answered the call to arms, and I'm proud to say you did well. I hope your new duty distracted_you from how tiring your day was?" Fine Print asked, before her voice turned very intimate; "...and maybe later this week when the new equipment and personnel comes in, I can show you and Form _personally how you might improve your skills in there?"

The offer startled Redhoof and Tenderheart alike. After some quick thinking, Red found that she was actually willing to give a more intimate relationship with her once-hated boss a try after seeing how she'd spoken and acted with her in the basement, just not tonight.

<That mare's hoof isn't something I'm going to say no to! She's the best hoof-job I've ever gotten!, even if she didn't let me finish....>

After her massive orgasm not an hour ago, the second powerful one in the shower, and the utterly-draining day however, Red only wanted her bed now, and that's just what she planned to get.

"Sure thing boss but maybe later, as you said. I'm a bit bushed right now after so many...distractions. But you think maybe this time we can actually _finish_the 'demonstration'...?" Red replied with a bit of a huff, simply getting a knowing wink and smirk from her boss before she then walked away, tail swaying teasingly.

"Wot th' 'ell was 'at? Did we go down th' bloody rabbit 'ole or somefin'?" Tenderheart asked her friend, watching as Nurse Redheart walked away after giving her a wink and a chuckle, then signing out and shutting off the lights as that wing closed for the night.

<Well, today was...very interesting wasn't it.>