The Time Ciderfest Introduced Maremilk As A Menu Item


                                            The Time Ciderfest Introduced Maremilk As A Menu Item:


                                            Part 1?


                                            A New and Improved Ciderfest:


                                            > Every year, around late summer/early spring, the Apple family hosts their annual roadside ciderfest.

                                            > An event where they feature their locally famous ciders.

                                            > The event often runs for about a week and is located off a dirt path near the western entrance to Sweet Apple Acres.


                                            > Ciderfest is typically the farms largest event in terms of scale and profits.

                                            > Far exceeding the financial impact of Applebananza, Orchard autumn and Summer Sundown at Sweet Apple Acres.


                                            > To conform with local laws, Ciderfest is also the farms only 18+ event.

                                            > Back when Ciderfest originated, there was no age limit, as there was no concept of “underage drinking” Back in those days.


                                            > Today, Ciderfest attracts over several thousand ponies from all across Ponyville county.

                                            > Over the weeklong festival. Tens of tons of cider are imbibed by visitors who wait in long lines to get their hooves on the delicious Apple family cider.


                                            > This year, due to Applebloom’s recent attempt in getting her cutie mark in advertising. The entire tri-county area was, for the first time. Was alerted as to the ciderfest’s times and date.

                                            > What was usually an event only locally advertised within Ponyville county through newspaper ads, posters and word of mouth. Was now an event expecting fifteen thousand attendees. And the apple family, who originally planned on hosting a week long celebration. We're now looking at major supply/demand discrepancy.


                                            > The Apple family, who had only enough cider for their usual customer base. Elected a truly unorthodox strategy in the hopes of quelling their thirsty customers dry mouths.

                                            > For the first time ever, the Apple family Ciderfest was going to add a brand new, intoxicating beverage to their menu.

                                            > And that beverage was none other than “Mare Milk.” Supplied by two volunteer mares, local tailor turned livestock Rarity. And recently reformed psychopath, Starlight Glimmer.


                                            Rarity, The Cow:


                                            > Applejack knew that Ciderfest would need major improvements if it was to successfully accommodate this year's larger customer base.

                                            > She pitched a large plastic canopy near the cider line with tables and chairs for ponies to enjoy their drinks under.


                                            > In the canopy, she erected a stage and hired local performers to entertain ponies while they drank.

                                            > Her thinking was that if ponies have entertainment, they may be less incentivized to jump back in line immediately after finishing their drinks.


                                            > Applejack’s biggest change was the introduction of mare milk, which was by far the most controversial idea Ciderfest has ever entertained since Granny Smith’s “Pregnant Mare Cider Chug.”

                                            Which surprisingly WASN’T advocating for pregnant mares to drink but was instead a contest to see which mare could drink the most cider/have the biggest beer belly/look the most “pregnant.”


                                            > Two mares died that year and three needed their stomach pumped…


                                            > Applejack’s idea of selling mare milk was controversial, more because it was indecent than it was unsafe.

                                            > Mare milk is considered to be a powerful, but overall low class intoxicant.

                                            > It’s effect’s similar to poppy seed tea or a small dose of medically prescribed painkillers.


                                            > To get a mare to produce milk they must either be pregnant, or drink a very volatile, illegal, poorly researched, not-recommended-by-magic-healhcare-professionals. Teat expansion and lactation potion.


                                            > Selling mare milk wasn’t Applejack’s first idea. Initially she wanted to rent fair equipment with ride’s and open a petting zoo featuring her animals.

                                            > Applejack quickly came to her senses and decided that having ponies, who were going to be absolutely sloshed on cider. Spinning around on carnival rides and near her prized farm animals would probably lead to lots of messes and traumatized goats and sheep.


                                            > The idea of selling milk came into play when she and Rarity were in the barn a couple weeks prior to Ciderfest.


                                            > Rarity, who was once an overall upstanding mare who only exercised her deviant, objectification fetish between herself and Applejack. Had over the past four years, consensually decided. After her a supposedly temporary “Teat expansion and laction potion” Latched onto her DNA. Leaving her with a permanent set of snowball white teats dangling between her legs. To embrace her life as a proper cowmare.


                                            > Rarity, the once sophisticated, cultured and knowledgeable in all things high fashion pony. Was now, after imbibing a number of other bovine related potions. A true-to-form cowmare.

                                            > She had stubby horns atop her head, her fur was spotted with black pools of discolouration and her teats became a dark asphalt colour.


                                            > Applejack and Rarity became very close after this. Both enjoy each other's company and their personal sexual deviancies. Rarity’s perversion was being objectified. And Applejack’s was simply lesbianism. A “kink” which she was greatly ashamed of due to her rural, conservative upbringing.


                                            > Since Rarity dedicated herself to being Applejack’s personal cow. AJ would often milk Rarity. Rarity needed daily milking due to the potion’s instability, but found that doing it herself was painful due to her now cloven hooves.

                                            > Applejack discovered that she actually preferred Rarity’s milk over cow’s milk. She found that in small doses. Rarity’s gave her a mild headrush and in large doses, turned her into a sleepy puddle of pleasure unable to fight against the weak force of gravity.


                                            > It was in Rarity’s milky opium. Splayed out over a bale of hay, staring up at a lanter swinging overhead with her lips creamed with mare milk, she decided that selling mare milk to alongside her cider would be a truly great idea.


                                            Starlight, The Reformed:


                                            > Finding mares who are willing to have their genetic makeup rearranged by a mysterious, and relatively unknown magical formula was initially a challenge for AJ.


                                            > Luckily for her, she didn't have to look far for a mare who was ready to lay down anything and everything to prove her reformation from psychotic, communist cult leader. To caring friend and newly adapted student of the magic of friendship.


                                            > Starlight Glimmer. An all around extremist who never commits to ANYTHING halfway. Decided, with the encouragement of Twilight Sparkle to volunteer to become a temporary cowmare for AJ.


                                            > Starlight began her transition a week prior to Ciderfest. Her potion regimen was disciplined and administered by Twilight, who was the go-to-pony for all of Ponyville's potion needs.


                                            > During her week of transformation, Starlight would take small, shot glass sized quantities of teat expansion and lactation potion twice a day.


                                            > By the first day, Starlight could already see the potion work its magic.


                                            > Her stumpy little teats moderately expanded within a couple of hours.


                                            > By the third day she started to produce milk. And alby day seven she had developed teats the size of wagon wheels. Rivaling even Rarity’s “modest” pumpkin sized set.


                                            > Her fur began to sprout chalky white splotches and small, flat horns poked from her skull.

                                            > Starlight recalls her budding horns causing excruciating pain.


                                            > Starlight was now, for the week or so locked into her new form. And when the first day of Ciderfest started. She was delivered to Sweet Apple Acres before sunrise.


                                            The Tent:


                                            > Rarity and Starlight waited in a small tent together.

                                            > The space was rather unaccommodating for their sets of disproportionately large teats.

                                            > Starlight implemented a boundary between the left side of the tent and right side of the tent because she didn't want her teats touching Rarity’s teats.


                                            > Starlight sat with crossed hooves as Rarity applied beautifying products along her face.

                                            > Rarity said today she was “coming out” and that she was going to face her peers as her true self.


                                            > Up until today, Rarity would do all she could to hide her cowmare mutations.

                                            > She wore hats to cover her horns, fur dye to hide her splotches and boots over her cloven hooves.


                                            > The giant swinging teats were harder to conceal.

                                            > As cover, Rarity started telling ponies she was following a Manehatten trend.

                                            “Big teats are in fashion!” She would exclaim.

                                            > It wasn't a hard sell. Afterall, Rarity is considered the authority on those sorts of things.


                                            > She could tell ponies that jester hats are the next big thing and ponies would be inclined to believe her.


                                            > “So, darling. Are you looking forward to the premier of mare milk being part of Applejack's Ciderfest?”


                                            “Not particularly.” Starlight replied “I’m only doing this because Twilight said It would make a good friendship lesson.”


                                            > “And it certainly will! But not only that! This is an amazing opportunity for you to build trust within the community!”


                                            > Starlight rolled her eyes


                                            > “You don't believe me, do you?” Rarity replied


                                            “Honestly. My relationship to the community will probably always be bad. I did very awful things.” Starlight shuddered


                                            > “You were pretty horrible.” Rarity chuckled


                                            > Starlight shot Rarity an annoyed expression


                                            > “I mean….You did run a cult, kill six ponies, force everypony in your town to sleep with you, try to take over the world, conduct experiments on fillies and require everypony in town to wear that ghastly mane style! You weren't just some run if the mill sociopathic, murderous, sadist. You were a criminal of style and fashion!”


                                            “And I apologized for that!” Starlight whined


                                            > Rarity placed her hoof on Starlights left horn

                                            > Starlight flinched in pain


                                            > “Oh, darling! I know you’ve changed! I've seen it with my own eyes! But…Other ponies need to see it too. And once Ciderfest is over ponies won't see you as “murder” or a “psycho” or a “perpatrator of fashion.”


                                            > Starlight rolled her eyes again and removed Rarity's hoof from her cow horn


                                            > “Ponies will see you as a cow! A pony they can go to when they need milk, or something to sleep with when they're drunk or too socially awkward for a real mare.”


                                            > Rarity was starting to blush at the thought


                                            “Yeah, that may be YOUR thing. But after this week I’m giving up being a cowmare. This is just an exercise of friendship.”


                                            > “Giving up? What do you mean?”


                                            “I’ll stop taking the potion. I’ll go back to how I was.”


                                            > Rarity scratched the back of her neck and looked at the floor.


                                            > “You think you can…Oh….Oh no…”


                                            “I have a feeling theirs something you aren't telling me.”


                                            > AJ poked her head into the tent


                                            “Ok, girls! We got a line from here to city hall waiting! Time to get to work!”


                                            > Rarity spun around and fluffed her mane as she exited the tent

                                            > Starlight followed, hanging her head low wearing a peeved, introverted expression.


                                            The First Customer:


                                            > Starlight and Rarity stood on their hindlegs. Leaning their forehooves over two separate wooden stocks.

                                            > The front of the stocks each had signs displaying information and prices.


                                            > Rarity's sign read “Rare Mare Milk. An elegant tasting milk for sipping.”

                                            > A cup of Rarity’s milk was 4 bits.


                                            > Starlights read “Commie Milk. Cheap, harsh, punchy. Like vodka. Get in the bread line!”

                                            > A cup of Starlights milk was one bit and twenty five cents.


                                            > Starlight took issue with her description and pricing but bit her tongue.

                                            > Back when Twilight was sampling her milk she would often describe it as “bitter, but compact with sedative qualities.”


                                            > Starlight, rightfully so. Immediately assumed that Twilight helped write her sign.


                                            > The line of ponies standing single file waiting for cider seemed endless, and disappeared behind a large hill in the distance.

                                            > Once customers started being served ponies paid no attention to the mares with giant tits standing behind the stocks.


                                            > Ponies just kinda stared with confusion at the bizarre sight.


                                            > Starlight was completely fine with this. Because she honestly was all that comfortable with the idea of ponies she doesn't know drinking her bodily fluids.


                                            > The first pony to inquire about mare milk was a stallion, who had his eyes glued to the mares teats.


                                            > When AJ finally noticed this stallion, who had been standing and staring for three entire minutes. AJ grabbed him by the hood and lead him to the stocks.


                                            > “See anything ya fancy?” AJ asked


                                            > “With all due respect. I’m not even sure what I’m looking at.”


                                            > “Well, these two lovely ponies have volunteered to have their teats wrung for your enjoyment. Are ya’ll familiar with the concept of drinking mare milk for the purposes of conscious rearrangement?”


                                            > “I don't believe I follow.” The stallion replied “They are pretty though if that's what you're getting at.”


                                            > AJ started to chuckle “you ain't following, friend.” AJ poked the stallion in the chest with the tip of her muddy hood “Ingestion of these mares' milk will have sedative effects. Are ya’ll familiar with the concept of a central nervous system? The collection of nerves which make up the entirety of yer sensation faculties. If I told ya that drinking these mares milk would depress that oh, so sensitive central nervous system would you be inclined to indulge?”


                                            > “Ummm…I don't know…The prospect is kinda scary.”


                                            > AJ laughed again “You don't understand, friend.  But that's okay! I’ll help you to see exactly where I’m coming from.”


                                            > AJ shouted


                                            > “Applebloom! Customer!”


                                            > Apple Bloom ran to the stocks carrying a tin bucket, appearing out of nowhere.


                                            > “My friend here. Mr….?”


                                            > “Mr. Grimribbins.” The stallion coughed


                                            > “Mr. Grimribbons would like a cup of milk.”


                                            > AJ pulled the stallion’s cheek close to hers


                                            > “Now! Which mare do you fancy!?”


                                            > The stallions eyes bounced between an enthusiastic Rarity and an utterly “I’m already sick of this” looking Starlight.


                                            > “I guess I’ll take the…Fancy one?” He gulped


                                            > “Excellent choice!” AJ cheered


                                            > AJ released the pony from her grasp abruptly


                                            > “Applebloom, top Mr. Grimribbons off.”


                                            > Apple Bloom saluted then ran to Rarity


                                            > She placed the bucket beneath her teats and began to tug her nipples


                                            > Milk fired from the mare, splashing into the bucket and making unrhythmic hollow, liquid meeting metal at high pressure sounds.


                                            > Rarity’s face twisted as Apple Bloom milked her


                                            > “Yes, darling! Milk me! Milk me like the filthy cow I am!” Rarity cried


                                            > Starlight leaned away from Rarity, who was getting REALLY into it.


                                            > “I’m a cow! I am made to be milked!”


                                            > Once the bucket was full, Apple Bloom pour the contents into a glass bottle and passed it to the customer, who paid and walked away. Leaving with more visual confusion across his face than when he first saw the mares behind the stocks.


                                            > Starlight raised an eyebrow at Rarity


                                            “Are you good?”


                                            > “Perfectly fine, why do you ask?”


                                            “That was certainly some display you just gave.”


                                            > Rarity blushed


                                            > “What can I say? I love being milked.”


                                            “I can fuckin tell.”


                                            > Rarity slapped Starlight across the face


                                            > “Have some dignity! It’s not ladylike to use vulgarities!”


                                            > Starlight rubbed her cheek

                                            > Things were already getting weird…


                                            Maybe This Isn't So Bad…


                                            > Starlight remembers when she was a feared leader of a politically motivated cult.

                                            > She was the biggest menace north of the Crystal Mountains.


                                            > Now, a “reformed and “well adjusted” Starlight finds herself getting her overgrown teats tugged by a fully for the purposes of sell her milk to get Ponies loaded.

                                            > It’s times like this Starlight wished she wasn't both magically and medically bound to “do only good.”


                                            > It has been three hours since Ciderfest started and she had already serviced over twenty customers.

                                            > Starlight could already tell that she was gaining trust within the community.

                                            > Ponies who were once mortally afraid of her now lined up to talk to her and drink her milk.


                                            > Rarity, who had by now serviced well over fifty customers. Had become a puddle both physically and mentally.


                                            > Her dry tongue hung from her bottom lip as every breath caused her chest to heave.


                                            > Starlight looked at the crowd of ponies who were seated under the large canopy AJ had rented.

                                            > Spirits seemed high all around.

                                            > Starlight could feel her teats rumbling.

                                            > All this action was putting them into quiet a conniption.


                                            > Strangely, Starlight didn't mind all the unintended action roaring through her increasingly vascular teats.

                                            > Her kicking, excited nipples and general internal movement was satisfying in a very physical and sexually stimulating sort of way.


                                            > Perhaps this “milking” thing wasn't going to be as bad as she thought.

                                            > A week if this might not be so bad afterall…