No Milking November 2024 Part 3: Day 16


                                            No Milking November 2024 - Ms. Harshwhinny VS Chrysalis - Day 16


                                            Written by BtMess

                                            Edited by WapaMario63


                                            >Everything is going well so far

                                            >All on the due date, all coming without a hitch

                                            >Nothing surprising for those who had worked with Harshwhinny before

                                            >But being called in to take first photos during the preparation phase?

                                            >Checking stocks and deliveries?

                                            >That's what Chrysalis would call a bold move

                                            >And yet, that's what they were doing right now

                                            >Walking towards yet another storage where Harshwhinny would inspect more deliveries

                                            >Some on time

                                            >Others ahead of time

                                            >But none behind of schedule

                                            >Organized as such they'd be here mostly before they were even necessary for organization and internal distribution

                                            >Snap went the shuttle, as they passed by a carriage

                                            >Catching the drivers and the side of Harshwhinny's face in the picture

                                            >The older mare felt pleased at another job well done

                                            >A serious but proud face adorning her features in the photo

                                            >Despite the... Complications, of their current predicament

                                            >Namely, the absolute size of the teats below them both

                                            >Below, besides and above them, even

                                            >The photographer seemed fine, even though her teats were nearing double her own size

                                            >Nipples having deeply darkened compared to her usual greenish coat, getting closer to black

                                            >An unusual trait, but neither were experienced to holding up to this extent to call it

                                            >But while Chrysalis woes ended on a mere coat coloring, Harshwhinny's had simply started with the size she's gotten to

                                            >Each orb full to the brink and still making more, even as they grew bigger than an entire cart combined

                                            >Yet, Harshwhinny kept herself focused, not a step out of place, her professionalism shining through

                                            >Silver Sable, the crystal guardsmare from before, had been tasked with assisting the mare with her deeds

                                            >Especially with the knowledge Cadance had of how it could get later on

                                            >And so, asking for Silver Sable to open a door for them, they waited outside

                                            >Until the carriage door started opening from the inside

                                            >Both of them using normal doors were long since a thing from the past

                                            >At least during their challenge duration

                                            >And even then, that was still close to the limit of the door height

                                            >Especially for Harshwhinny, with the raw amount of space her teats now took over

                                            >The mare nipples vibrating slightly under the duress as she walked forwards

                                            >Almost rubbing on the top of the door frame, as she walked underneath

                                            >If not for the princess grade bra, she wouldn't even know where to look for these

                                            >Not without specialized, custom orders

                                            >Orders that once done would already be long behind her, such had been their growth

                                            >"Wait, let me go ahead, get a picture of you trotting inside" - Chrysalis asked, her warning coming a bit too late

                                            >The space was tight for the two buxom mares to maneuver

                                            >But with Harshwhinny pressing herself to the side, there was barely enough space for Chrysalis

                                            >Barely, it wasn't smooth sailing, the side of her orb scratching on a box, but it was enough

                                            >A small, pleasant grunt left her at the sensation, so sensitive they were now

                                            >But hiding it to herself, she snapped the image, saving to give all pictures at once


                                            >"So, is this all the soap we'll need?"

                                            >Harshwhinny asked for herself, looking at a paper taped on one of the boxes

                                            >Content that the numbers seemed to match

                                            >Yet, the feeling from before hadn't left Chrysalis

                                            >Her teats downright vibrating while producing more milk inwards

                                            >But for herself? She was eager for another feel, another rub

                                            >As risky as that would be, a chance of letting the flood out

                                            >But it had been so good...

                                            >Seeing Harshwhinny staring at the rings on the other side of the room, she took the opportunity

                                            >A small scratch at first

                                            >She could feel them growing, pushing against the crate

                                            >Then with slightly more force, a small crack

                                            >'Yesss... Just like that' - Chrysalis thought to herself

                                            >But then, she just felt the pressure disappear, a moist feeling underneath

                                            >Oh no

                                            >Did she fail?

                                            >Did she spill?

                                            >Was that too much?

                                            >They... Weren't leaking, at least it didn't feel like it

                                            >She swiftly stepped away, hiding herself in a corner between the boxes

                                            >Harshwhinny was still finishing with the rings, being more throughout since they would be in the forefront during the event

                                            >Safely put in the side corridor, Chrysalis swung her body side to side, feeling her mass

                                            >No, everything seemed to still be there

                                            >For better or worse

                                            >She rubbed her sides on boxes, checking to see if she felt something

                                            >Lightly, not wanting to risk anything

                                            >Yet, they were dry, nothing having spilled on herself

                                            >Phew, crisis averte-

                                            >"What is the meaning of this?"

                                            >Harshwhinny's voice broke the silence, as Chrysalis looked back

                                            >A box, or what remained of one, crunched down

                                            >"How many times do I have to say- Ugh. Was it Miss Derpy again?"

                                            >Turns out the raw size of the breast muffled the noise when it happened

                                            >...

                                            >Lucky...

                                            >"Crackle, come. Looks like <somepony> will need a reminder of professional work conditions once more. Hmph!"

                                            >"Yeah, coming." - Chrysalis replied, doing her best to walk past the accident without any new events flaring over

                                            >How did ponies manage this?!


                                            >Out in the open, Harshwhinny let out a sigh

                                            >Her edge visibly dampening from the earlier event, unaware of who caused it besides her

                                            >She raised her head, set at going to the next warehouse over

                                            >The shiny crystal blue and pink bra extending almost fully to the ground

                                            >Yet, the princess grade material leaving just enough space for her to walk

                                            >"You wouldn't believe how hard it is to find competent workers nowadays" - she said, turning to Chrysalis, before continuing

                                            >"I'm glad I found somepony I can trust, not only with the work, but this silly challenge."

                                            >Taken aback, Chrysalis put on her best smile forward, not expecting such openness

                                            >"Of course, what kind of pony would I be otherwise?"

                                            >Knowing or not, they both had been helping each other

                                            >Seeing the other hold on, giving them more strength to hold on for longer

                                            >It was a bonding experience, one Harshwhinny hadn't expect to find

                                            >Perhaps the sisters hadn't been as silly as she thought...

                                            >Chrysalis teats vibrated again, an indication of them working overtime

                                            >Feeling the itch grow, she knew she wouldn't be able to handle herself near scratchable objects like this

                                            >Not with the new knowledge...and weighting

                                            >"Hey, want to go for a break? Maybe drink some coffee and unwind after that mess up?"

                                            >Even squished under her own mass as Hashwhinny was, she still walked forward to pat the mare's side

                                            >"No can do. Especially after... That. I can't just abandon my post."

                                            >Well, that sucked.

                                            >"But feel free to take the rest of the day off. The images we got should be enough for now."

                                            >Chrysalis was surprised at being relieved, but no less glad

                                            >With a smile, she tried to get some more of that bridge in her favor

                                            >"You know, we're just about past the halfway mark. And with how well we're handling, perhaps we could go for a two month duration, hmm?"

                                            >She knocked her elbow in the far larger mare's teat in a jest

                                            >And while it did get a small smile on them both

                                            >With the dimensions they were already taking

                                            >The production they had gotten up to

                                            >Yea, neither would be looking forwards a two month challenge period

                                            >Especially since not even the princesses handled a full month, barely

                                            >With a wave, each went to their separate paths

                                            >Both of them hoping that the upcoming practice week would end up better than this last, without any surprises

                                            >If only they knew what was to come...


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