Spindles Ranch 3: Fluttershy

 

Pinkie's voice echoed through the pasture as she rushed towards the barn. You peeked out the door to see the excited mare rushing at you on her hands and legs like a giant pink dog. Pinkie slammed her way through the barn doors and tackled you hard, spitting the letters at your face and nuzzling your chest.

 

“Jeez, Pinkie! What's all the noise about. It's just the monthly bills and such.” You appreciated the affectionate nuzzling that had slowly moved to sweet little kisses but the full body tackle was taking it too far.

 

“Not JUST the monthly bills, silly. You told me it was always urgent when THEY sent a letter and we got one! Now scratch me behind the ears for being a good girl or I'll slobber on your work boots!” You rolled your eyes and complied with her request, sinking your hands into her poofy hair and scratching her floppy ears. Pinkie's face loosened up as all thought left her brain as your fingers worked their magic.

 

As you scratched Pinkie's head as best you could, you turned your attention back to the mail sitting on the ground. You ruffled through them all until you found the oddball of the group. No return address or a stamp. “To the owner of the Spindles Ranch” was all the mysterious envelope said.

 

Pinkie whined as you pulled your hand away and fumbled with the letter. “What does it say? What does it saaaaaay?”

 

“Dear Mister Anonymous, we are pleased with your success so far with project P1-NK3Y and project S33D and would like you to take on another little task for us. Our newest project, code named S.H.Y., has become too troublesome for our technicians to handle. We will be sending project S.H.Y. to your location shortly in hopes that your unorthodox care methods are more responsive. Report on your progress in six months time in accordance with our contract.”

 

A gasp filled your ear as Pinkie jumped up from the ground. “A new friend! Yaaaaaaay! Oh gosh, I need to bake a cake, get some streamers and snacks!” As quickly as she had arrived, Pinkie vanished from the barn. You leaned forward to sit up and sighed as Pinkie slammed the back door to your home shut.

 

“Another mare, huh?” You thought to yourself. “How many do they plan to send me?” You shrugged it off as you pulled yourself back to your feet. “It can't be that bad...I hope she's a cutie like Pinkie and Babs...”

 

With most of your chores done, it was time for a break. Pinkie's little distraction had broken your concentration anyway, not to mention the worry of a new arrival was already swimming through your brain. You walked into the back of your modest little home and smiled as Pinkie was already mixing together cake batter. Babs rolled her eyes as she grabbed a few decorations from the gigantic storage box Pinkie had set on the table.

 

“Pinks, do we even know when this mystery mare is gonna be here? You could be baking cakes for days before she shows up.” Babs called out as she dug through the decorations.

 

“We have to be ready!” Pinkie shouted, smiling as she stuffed a cake pan into the oven. “A new friend is priceless and we need to make them feel right at home.”

 

You sat down with a glass of water and sighed. “Glad I managed to get this little shack of ours expanded a little. I had a feeling that you two weren't going to be my only guests out here.”

 

“Good thing, too. That lumpy couch was horrible for my back.” Babs groaned as she pushed away the box of decorations. “Pinks, everything in here is a mess. How the heck do you find anything like this?”

 

Without even looking into the pile of decorations, Pinkie reached in and grabbed a banner from the bottom of the box. In seconds, she had it hanging from the ceiling. “You just reach in and grab what you need. It's not too hard, Babs.” Pinkie chuckled.

 

You looked up and giggled. “Welcome new cow pony friend. I know I didn't buy you this one so where in the heck did you get that from?”

 

Pinkie stuck out her tongue. “I always keep emergency decorations around for times like these.”

 

“Still, how do you KNOW she's gonna be here?” Babs asked once more.

 

“Call it a hunch.” Pinkie smiled as her tail began to twitch.

 

No sooner had Pinkie finished her sentence that a knock echoed through the house. Pinkie smiled as she pulled her cake from the oven and let it cool while you rose from your seat and walked to the front door.

 

“Got a delivery for Anonymous!” A gruff voice called out. You opened the door and signed the delivery forms as a crew of professional looking workers heaved a giant crate onto your lawn.

 

“Ey, fantastic. Now remember the deal. No one knows about this, we weren't here and if you blab about this, your little dairy farm shuts down.” The gruff delivery man swiped the papers from your hand as the crew returned to their truck. It sped off down the street, leaving you alone with this gigantic mystery box on your front lawn.

 

“BABS! Get me a crowbar and a hammer!” You called out before approaching the box. A little whimper escaped from one of the air holes and guilt began to fill your heart. “Hey, there. Everything is okay. I'll have you out of there soon, okay? Was it a scary ride?”

 

The trembling voice inside the crate didn't reply. You bit your lip in worry as you looked over the crate. “No damage to the box...oh gosh, I hope she isn't hurt or anything.”

 

“BABS!” You shouted as you rushed back to the house. The front door swung open as Pinkie paraded a vanilla frosted cake onto the lawn.

 

“Sorry. Pinkie insisted I help her finish that stupid cake.” Babs sighed as she handed you your tools. You gave her a smile before rushing back to the crate.

 

You tapped the wood with your crowbar as gentle as you could. “I'm going to open this up, now. Might want to cover your ears in case it gets loud.”

 

A few hits with the hammer eased the crowbar between the tightly sealed planks. With a grunt, you pried apart the lid as best you could. The wood cracked and groaned as you yanked off the lid, revealing the mare waiting inside.

 

Her coat was a soft yellow, almost the color of butter. Just like with Pinkie and Babs, her attire was a skimpy outfit of cow print legging and arm warmers with lingerie to match. Her long, pink hair obscured her bust, giving her the appearance of a Greek goddess.

 

“Hello.” You smiled as you set down your tools. “I'm Anon. Welcome to my ranch.” You didn't spot any sort of injury at all but still felt compelled to ask. “Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

 

The yellow mare shook her head. Her face was slightly red as she averted her gaze from you. “Do you have a fever. You look like you're burning up.”

 

“Eep!” Her face grew an even darker shade of red as she moved her mane over her face. “N..N..No....” A soft, gentle voice filled your ears as she gave a muffled reply.

 

“HIIIIIIIIIIII! WELCOME TO YOUR NEW HOME!” Pinkie screeched as she sat down next to the crate. “What's your name? Your favorite color? Mine is pink cause my name is Pinkie Pie. Do you like vanilla cake? If you don't, I can always make you another one! Here, have a slice!”

 

The shy mare went rigid as Pinkie pushed her nose against hers. In one swift motion, the yellow mare grabbed the lid of the crate and pulled it back over the box.

 

“Pinkiiiiie.” You groaned. “Why don't you take the cake inside before ants get to it. Our new friend wouldn't want an ant filled cake as her first treat while staying here.”

 

“You're right! What was I thinking. The cake for the ants is already in the oven.” Pinkie blew a raspberry as she left for the kitchen. “Don't you worry, ants. I know all your favorite flavors!”

 

You waited until you were sure Pinkie was gone before tapping on the lid. “She's gone, I promise. Do you want to get out of that crate?”

 

The only response you received was a small, scared whimper.

 

“Well...our home is ready to welcome you whenever you are ready. Your room is past the stairs at the back of the hallway. If you want something to eat, help yourself.” You gave the box another little tap before wandering into the house.

 

You looked out the window to see the crate still sitting there. Ten minutes went by and not a single sign of moment. Doubt filled your heart as another five minutes passed by. “Gotta keep busy. Let her decide when to come in.” You shrugged away your worries as best you could and began cleaning up the growing mess in the kitchen.

 

In no time, the kitchen was spotless. You grabbed your glass and refilled it with fresh water when you heard the front door slowly creak open. Before you could look to see if it was the yellow mare, you heard a flurry of hoofsteps and a door slam shut in the distance. “What the heck was that??” Babs looked up from her book as you finished your water.

 

“Our new guest seems to be extremely shy. Didn't help that Pinkie scared her out of her wits by getting in her face.” You sighed. “It might be best to let her have her own space for a while and let her get comfortable.”

 

“Don't have to tell me twice to stay out of someone's business.” Babs smirked as she resumed her reading. “The real problem will be getting that point though Pinkie's dense noggin.”

 

“Truth right there.” You giggled as you took a little peek outside. The crate was finally empty as your new roommate had indeed rushed to her room. “Gotta add clean up the front lawn to the chores list. Babs, do you mind starting dinner soon?”

 

In no time, You, Babs and Pinkie were sitting down to a good meal. An empty seat and a full plate made you sigh as your girls made sure to have their fill. “Did either of you tell our new guest dinner was ready?”

 

“I let her know, but no luck. She ain't leavin' that room.” Babs shrugged as she continued eating. You stood up and grabbed the lonely plate. Even if she wasn't comfortable to eat with you, she shouldn't go hungry.

 

You knocked as softly as you could on the door. “Dinner is ready, miss. If you don't want to join us, you can stay in your room and eat. Just leave the plate outside when you're done.” You hid by the stares to make sure the bedroom door opened and closed before returning to your own meal.

 

“Hope you have a wonderful night.” You called out before returning to the dining room. Pinkie and Babs were already done and cleaning their plates.

 

“So, did she say anything?” Babs asked.

 

“Nah. I'm not worried. All we need is some time. She'll open up soon enough.” You reassured them as you ate.

 

 

 

 

 

You offered a heavy plate of pancakes to the bedroom door the next morning with a smile. “Breakfast, miss. I'll collect the plate if you finish before I start my chores. I'll be outside tending to the fences, the barn, our cow and all that kinda yard work. Just let the girls know if you need me or anything at all.”

 

The door suddenly opened and a sparkling teal eye peeked out. “You....you have a cow? A...A real one?”

 

You nodded. “We do. The old gal isn't the main source of milk anymore but I love her like nothing else. Do you want to visit her?”

 

Slowly, the door opened and the shy mare revealed herself. She was blushing like crazy as she stepped out of the bedroom with a shaky smile. “Could you show me? Please?”

 

Her cute demeanor was far too much, giving you a mini heart attack from adorable overload. “Of...of course! Anything you want!”

 

The mare rushed to your side and grabbed your arm. “Lead the way! ...Please.”

 

Your eyes widened as you spotted a pair of wings eagerly flapping on Fluttershy's back. What in the hell are they doing at that lab?? You shook away your questions when you realized one little thing.

 

“Only on one condition.” You smiled at her as her grip tightened. “Can I have your name?”

 

Her eyes widened and that crazy blush returned. “Oh...I'm sorry. It's...um...Flut..eye...”

 

“Hmm?” You leaned in closer to hear her whispers

 

“Flutter....shy....”

 

“Fluttershy? Well don't worry about a thing, Fluttershy. I'll take you straight to our pride and joy of the farm.”

 

“Oh my gosh!” Fluttershy gasped as she broke away from her hold on your arm and rushed towards your cow. Her shy, hushed demeanor had completely vanished, replaced with such raw excitement you thought only Pinkie Pie could produce. “Aww, who's a good girl? I bet you are! Yes! Yes you are! Awwwwww who's such a big, beautiful creature?”

 

“You have chickens as well?” Fluttershy's smile was as bright as a lighthouse as she rushed up and scooped a hen into her arms. “Such a lovely ranch you have...Mister...um?”

 

“Oops, I forgot to properly introduce myself. My name is Anon.” You smiled as you sat down on a stool next to the occupied stable. “I dunno about calling this place lovely but it's our happy, little home in the countryside and I wouldn't have it any other way.”

 

Fluttershy giggled as she released the hen in her arms. “They all seem so happy, here. You take great care of them all.”

 

“I just keep them fed is all. Not much to keeping an animal happy.”

 

Fluttershy's smile slowly faded as she looked around the barn. “But...but they have so much room and fresh air in here. Plus they get the sun and all natural grass and food....It's wonderful here.”

 

You sighed as you grabbed a bag of chicken feed. “Well, that's all I can give them. I can't really hire any more hands around the farm to expand things. The girls provide most of the income nowadays.”

 

Fluttershy turned away, suddenly interested in your cow once more. “Oh...” The air was thick with an awkward tone as the conversation stalled.

 

“Does she have a name?” Fluttershy finally broke the silence

 

“The cow?” You stopped for a second and thought about it. “Its been so long that I can't really remember. Pretty sure she used to have a name when I was a kid but a few bad years left us with her as our only cow. You can rename her if you want.”

 

“No name? Oh how awful.” Fluttershy gave it a second or two before her eyes lit up. “Anna. I think Anna would be a wonderful name for her.”

 

You gave your cow a small pat. “I like it. I'll even carve out a little nameplate for her stall.” Fluttershy smiled, hopping in place with excitement.

 

It was your turn to blush as you finally caught a glimpse of Fluttershy's bust. While Pinkie and Babs were definitely well equipped as dairy cows, Fluttershy completely put them to shame. Both tits were barely contained in a skimpy, cow print sling that barely cradled her breasts with a thin piece of fabric to hide her huge areola. Thick straps struggled to keep her head sized tits from wobbling about as the excited mare bounced up and down.

 

“Anon, are you feeling okay? You're sweating.” Fluttershy asked. You wiped you face and nodded, doing your best to calm down.

 

“Do you want to go back to the house or are you okay to stay out here with Anna and the chickens?”

 

“I'll stay out here with them, if you don't mind.” Fluttershy smiled as she began exploring the barn. You left the door open a crack just in case while you did your daily perimeter sweeps of the fence.

 

As you checked through your list of chores, you watched as Fluttershy led Anna and the chickens out into the field. They almost seems hypnotized by her presence as she led them outside, following in a perfect line.

 

“You're really good with animals!” You smiled as Anna curled up in Fluttershy's lap.

 

“I've always liked them and they always seemed to like me. My heart always yearned for a place like this with lots of room and happy animals.”

 

You sighed and sat down next to her. “Because of the labs...right?”

 

Fluttershy tensed up for a moment. “Ye...Yes....Oh, it was so horrible there. Too much artificial light with no windows, cluttered exam rooms with scattered tools and smelly chemicals and no fresh air at all. I hated every second I spent there.”

 

“Here....I feel like I am finally free. Like I could spread my wings and fly!” Her feathery wings gave a happy flap as she gave Anna a happy scratch behind the ears.

 

“Well then...what about a special animal just for you? You'll have to take care of it yourself but I don't think that would be a problem.”

 

Fluttershy gasped. “Oh my gosh, really? You'd do that for me as well?”

 

“Of course. You're part of MY family now and I take care of all of us. Pinkie, Babs, Anna and especially my newest yellow cutie.”

 

That familiar blush came rushing back. “Oh...m-my! I..um....I've always thought that bunnies are the cutest little things. Far cuter than me...”

 

You placed your hand on top of hers and smiled. “I dunno about that comparison, but I'll go into town soon and come back with a little angel for you.”

 

Fluttershy matched your smile. “Promise?”

 

“I promise.”

 

The back door opened, pulling your attention away from Fluttershy's bright smile. “Ey, Anon. Sup? It's milkin' time, you know.”

 

“Is it that time already? Lets get it done, then....Is Pinkie coming?” You asked as you followed her to the barn. Fluttershy was close behind you

 

Babs eased open the barn door and slipped inside. “Nah, I told her that we were expecting company and she should make some cookies. She said something about making gross cookies or something.” Babs shrugged as she reached behind her back and swiftly removed her cow print bra.

 

“Gross cookies? Maybe she meant a Gross of cookies...oh jeez, guess we know what dessert is going to be for a few nights.” You turned around in surprise as a soft voice shouted behind you.

 

“Eeeeep!” Fluttershy exclaimed in surprise before folding her wings over her face. “M..m..m..Miss? Your...um.....chest...”

 

“Eh? How else am I gonna get milked? These babies are FULL!” Babs rolled her eyes as she strut over to the milkers, heaving her tits in her hands as they sloshed about.

 

You sighed before looking over at Fluttershy. “Fluttershy, if you're too embarrassed, you can wait outside if you want.”

 

A teal eye peeked from between her fluffy feathers. “Maybe that would be for the best...” She quickly ducked out of the barn, leaving you alone with Babs.

 

“What a strange mare. Nothin' she's never seen before.” Babs shook her head as she heated up the milking cups.

 

You turned on the machine and let it warm up for a moment. “I told you she's a shy little thing. Walking around topless probably isn't something she's used to seeing.”

 

“Nnnffff.” Babs moaned as the milker began to squeeze Babs's breasts. “Well, she better get used to it. That's how life is here.”

 

“Just because this is a dairy farm doesn't mean she needs to feel unwelcome, Babs. I don't need you to go out of your way to please her but please don't try to push her away, okay?”

 

“Yea, yea...” She mumbled as a steady gush of milk began to flow from her nipples. “Say, got time for a little fun?” Babs grinned as her hands tugged at the straps of her panties.

 

Babs gave her ass a shake before sliding her panties down to her knees and spreading her cheeks apart. The snarky gal was already dripping wet, tail flicking about in excitement.

 

You bit your lip and grinned. “When you say it like that...” There was no hesitation on your part as you loosened your belt and dropped your pants. Your hands squished into her hips as you pulled back, then penetrated her deep and hard with one mighty thrust.

 

A loud moan echoed through the barn as Babs's legs buckled for a moment. “Oh yessss.” She moaned in delight. “I needed this so bad!” She wiggled her ass against your crotch, begging you for more.

 

Unknown to you or Babs, a certain yellow mare was staring through a nearby window. Her face was glowing red as her hands gripped the window frame tight. “Oh...my...Is this how he milks his mares??” The embarrassed pegasus bit her lip before averting her eyes. “Goodness...” She muttered before running back to the animals waiting for her return.

 

 

 

 

 

A week had passed by in a hurry with Fluttershy's arrival feeling like a distant memory. The shy yellow mare gradually allowed herself to mingle with you and the girls. It helped that she had a nice, little Angel of her own to dote on in the house that refused to stay cooped up on her room. You had found the cutest, little white bunny for sale and if he was hopping around, Fluttershy was sure to be close by.

 

“Don't forget breakfast for Angel!” Fluttershy cooed as she washed a few lettuce leaves for her little darling. She placed the lettuce on the floor, instantly attracting the attention of the little fluff ball.

 

“Not like we can forget. You carry him around everywhere you go!” Pinkie Pie giggled as she set a stack of pancakes down for everyone. “I keep telling Anon we need a pet alligator for protection but he just wont buy it for us.”

 

“Pinkie, you really are out of your mind. Is there a brain in that head of yours or is that where your cotton candy mane lives before it springs out of your scalp?” Babs shook her head before taking a bite of her food.

 

“Hey, manners.” You quipped. “Pinkie, I've already talked with you about this. If you want a pet, it needs to be reasonable and YOU need to take care of it.”

 

“Okie dokie lokie! I'll make sure to find an alligator with no teeth, then!” Pinkie giggled.

 

“Oh dear, how would the poor thing eat? They need their teeth to eat meat and crunch through bones, you know...” Fluttershy sat down at her seat and sighed.

 

A loud SLOSH caught your attention for a second. Fluttershy's chest harness was certainly working overtime as her engorged, fat breasts were churning full with milk. The thick, reinforced straps looked ready to snap off at any moment yet Fluttershy didn't seem to notice.

 

Her tits were currently resting on top of her pancakes, her view of the table obscured by her massive breasts. “Um...Pinkie, did you make a plate for me? I don't see it...”

 

“They're right here, silly!” Pinkie giggled as she lifted up one of Fluttershy's boobs and placed the plate right into her vast, yellow cleavage. You and Babs were blushing as Pinkie continued to grope at Fluttershy's chest.

 

“You certainly need a milking, Shy. I only get this big when I'm pregnant!” Pinkie let out another bubbly giggle before devouring her meal in seconds.

 

It was Fluttershy's turn to blush. “Oh..no..no...I'm fine. Don't worry about me. I don't need milking...”

 

Her innocent smile wasn't enough to distract from her bust nearly touching the table as she ate. You pulled your gaze back down to your food and hastily finished your meal. “I'm gonna get started on chores. If you girls need me, I'll be in the barn...ALONE.”

 

“Why alone? I can help.” Pinkie puffed out her chest and grinned.

 

“Actually, I need your help with the dishes that YOU made from breakfast, Pinks.” Babs pulled Pinkie away to the sink. “Why don't you let Anon worry about who helps him in the barn. There's plenty for you do to here...in the house...and not leave.”

 

Babs gave you a little smirk before gathering all the empty plates. You mouthed a small thanks before looking Fluttershy in the eyes. “Fluttershy, why don't you bring Angel outside and we can talk for a little bit.”

 

“Okay...” She whispered. Her face was buried in her mane but you knew that her cheeks were already burning red from embarrassment.

 

The trip to the barn was silent save for the crunching of grass under your feet. Tension filled the air like smog as Fluttershy seemed to keep her distance from you at all costs. Her attention was too focused on Angel buried in her cleavage in desperation to keep her lips seals.

 

You opened the barn and followed Fluttershy in before closing the door behind you. “Fluttershy...” You began, struggling to find the words you needed. “...Is everything okay?”

 

She nodded at you before wandering over to Anna's stall. Fluttershy set Angel on the ground and turned her attention to your cow. “E..E...Everything is fine!”

 

“Fluttershy...I trust you to let me know if anything is bothering you. I can't fix things unless you tell me.” You sat down on the ground and smiled as Angel hopped into your lap. “Please? I wont force you to say if you don't want to, but it's obvious something is wrong.”

 

“Nah...noth...nothing is wrong!” Fluttershy insisted. Her violent motions sent her breasts wobbling hard, making them slosh again and again.

 

You stopped and stared at her, wondering how long she was going to keep up the lie. “He...Hey....stop...stop staring!” Fluttershy sputtered out.

 

She tried to cover her face with her wings but her overflowing bust made it impossible. “...ALL RIGHT!” Fluttershy shouted. Her entire head was red as she tried to calm down.

 

“I...I...I've...never....um...” She struggled. “That....thing....you did with Babs...”

 

“You've never been milked? I thought you were supposed to be a dairy cow?” You asked, completely confused at her odd problem.

 

“No...not....that.” She bit her lip and squirmed. “The...part where...you took off your pants...”

 

“OH!” Your blush began to match Fluttershy's as you looked away. “So...you saw that?”

 

Fluttershy nodded. “I had no idea you and her were...partners.”

 

You scratched your head, struggling to look Fluttershy in the eyes. “Well...I also do that with Pinkie when she asks, to be honest. The girls and I are pretty open about it.”

 

“R-Really? So...um...does that mean...you and I...”

 

“Not at all!” You sighed, finally putting the pieces together. “Fluttershy, it's your choice if you want to indulge in things like that. I can't force you into anything you don't want.” You offered her a smile as you held up your hands.

 

Slowly, Fluttershy smiled back. “Thank goodness...I guess I should have asked sooner but...I was so afraid of what you might think.”

 

“No one here is going to judge you for anything you do. All I want is for you to be happy.” You pointed to the milker and coughed. “I'll teach you how to use the milker so you can use it by yourself so you don't get that big again or start dripping milk everywhere from negligence...”

 

“I suppose I should learn...breakfast was already pretty bad.” Fluttershy blushed. She slowly approached the milking machine. “So...can you teach me how it works?”

 

“Of course. Do you want me to show you and let you do it yourself or should I explain while I milk you?” You offered.

 

“N-No...I think I can manage by myself...but you could stand outside in case I do need help.” Fluttershy blushed a little as she grabbed the milking cups.

 

You nodded. “It's pretty easy, really. The green button starts the machine, the red button stops it and the orange button swaps tanks in case they get full.” You pointed to a little dial and turned it all the way down. “This controls the power of the pumps. You probably wont need to mess with that for right now.”

 

“Got it.” Fluttershy nodded. “I'll let you know when I'm done.” She gave a small smile as you turned around and gave her some privacy.

 

The whir of the milk machine filled the barn as Fluttershy turned it on. You couldn't help but blush as a little moan reached your ears. Visions of Fluttershy cupping her gigantic tits in her hands filled your mind and it wasn't long before your lewd fantasies were having an effect in your pants.

 

It certainly didn't help that her moans were getting louder. “First time experience is all...” You muttered as you struggled to find something to distract you from the lewd moans.

 

“A...A...Anon!” You heard Fluttershy call out from the barn. You returned to the barn and blushed at the sight before you.

 

Fluttershy was on her back, wings erect and face cherry red as the milking cups were overflowing. Milk was leaking all over her body and the ground as the relentless machine continued to pump her breasts.

 

“I...can't...mooove....too good!” Fluttershy moaned, letting her tongue flop from her mouth for a moment. You ran to the machine and turned it off, giving Fluttershy the relief she needed. The cups fell off her wobbling breasts as the suction faded, spilling even more milk all over the floor.

 

“Fluttershy, are you okay?” You knelt down beside her as the poor mare was gasping for breath.

 

“Ye...Yea.....” She struggled to reply. “As soon...as the pumps turned on....my skin was on fire and I felt so good. I....turned the pumps to the highest setting and it was too strong...I couldn't stand up anymore.”

 

“No wonder Babs wanted to....do that...with you...It feels so good.”

 

You sighed in relief as you stood up. “Let me get you a towel.”

 

“I'm still...really full.” Fluttershy blushed as she cradled her breasts with her arms. You could still hear milk sloshing around inside her beautiful breasts and her nipples were still leaking with no signs of stopping.

 

“Only on the lowest setting...” You warned as you adjusted the milker and started the suction. The cups fit snug over her chest, once more draining them of their payload.

 

“Mmm...I feel all tingly.” Fluttershy giggled as she relaxed in the hay.

 

You sat beside her as the machine lazily drained all the milk it could. Fluttershy cooed as you removed the cups and cleaned them. “Wow...milking is kinda fun...”

 

“It can be.” You smirked as you helped Fluttershy to her hooves.”I could probably set up a privacy curtain for you if you wanted.”

 

Fluttershy giggled as she grabbed her harness still laying on the ground. “Well...you've already seen me without my top. If it's just you....then I don't think I mind.” She leaned on you and smiled, wrapping her arms around you in a big hug.

 

“Okay, then. Just you and me. All you have to do is ask.”

 

 

 

 

After that day, it seemed like Fluttershy was asking for your attention quite often. She would never quite look you in the eye when she needed your help but the same red blush always let you know exactly what she needed.

 

It started with asking every few days when you knew she was overburdened with milk. Then, Fluttershy began to ask every other day. Soon, her eager eyes were begging for a milking session every day. You could never say no to that face, no matter how scarlet her cute cheeks were.

 

“Anon.....Anon!” A faint voice roused you from your sleep little by little. You opened your eyes to find your bedroom still completely dark. As your eyes adjusted to the lack of light, you noticed a pair of teal eyes peeking at you.

 

“Oh...you're awake...” Fluttershy whispered. You couldn't see but you were sure the shy mare was blushing.

 

“Yea....cause you woke me up. What's going on, Shy?”

 

“I...um...need your help...in the barn.”

 

“The barn?” You questioned. The odd request roused you from your sleep and piqued your curiosity. “What do you need help with in the barn at this hour?”

 

“I need to talk to you....where I know Pinkie and Babs wont hear us...no...no matter what.” She whispered.

 

Fluttershy backed away from your bed and moved towards your bedroom door. “I'll be waiting.”

 

You were glad that it was still summer as you wandered through the dark field. You only bothered with a pair of shorts before rushing off to the barn. A flickering light called from the darkness towards where Fluttershy was waiting for you. The barn door creaked open and you slipped inside.

 

“There you are.” Fluttershy cooed. Her smile was wide as ever as she spotted you walking in. The happy mare skipped over to you and without hesitation, planted a kiss right on your cheek.

 

“Fluttershy...what's gotten into you?” You asked as the affection continued to pile on.

 

Another flurry of kisses from Fluttershy was broken with a wistful sigh. “Well...it...um...” Fluttershy clammed up for a moment before shuddering against you. “All these milking sessions...has triggered my heat.”

 

Your eyes widened as the shy little mare pressed herself against you and smooched your neck. “I can't stop thinking about you, Anon....and the time I caught you having..sex....with Babs.”

 

Fluttershy grabbed your hand and pushed one to her chest. “I feel so warm all over...can you tell?” Her hands guided you down her body from her huge breasts, down her tummy and finally between her plump thighs.

 

“This...is the spot where it feels....fuzzy.” Fluttershy began to blush as she felt your fingers press against her pussy. Fem cum was leaking through her panties and down her thighs, her body hungry for attention.

 

On reflex, you curled your hands and tickled her sensitive lips. “OHH!” Fluttershy shouted as her thighs clenched tight on your hand. She was already panting hard and your accidental teasing made the poor mare shudder.

 

“Oh Anon....” Fluttershy moaned as she straightened up enough to kiss you on the lips.

 

“Wow...where did that cute, shy mare go? You're acting like an animal, Shy...”

 

She giggled. “I knoooooooow....An animal desperate to be bred...to be filled...”

 

Fluttershy pulled off her harness and let it fall to the floor. Her gigantic breasts bounced free, catching your full attention. She winked as she wiggled her way out of her panties, leaving her in nothing but her stockings and arm warmers.

 

“Please? You've been so nice to me...so amazing to me...I can't imagine my first time with anyone but you, Anon.” Fluttershy pulled you into a giant pile of hay and smiled.

 

“I want to be part of your herd...another mare you fill up day after day. I crave it.” She shuddered as she spoke.

 

You looked upon the goddess of a mare and shook your head. “It's the hormones, Shy. You say that now but...”

 

“No no noooo!” Fluttershy protested. “Pleaaaaase! I need your member inside me! To quell this burning heat with your seed! You said you'd help me with anything if I asked!”

 

Your heart ached as she pleaded with you. “Shy....you know what you are saying, right?” You grabbed her hand and interlocked your fingers with hers. “It wont just be sex...we're going to start a family if we do this.”

 

“A....family?” Fluttershy stopped for a second before smiling wide. “I get to be a momma and you get to be a daddy! Oh yes, I want nothing more than to be the mother for such wonderful children!”

 

Fluttershy pulled you into a tight hug, moaning as she felt something poking her thigh. “I'm not the only one that seems to want this...” She giggled.

 

You sighed in defeat as you moved a hand down to your shorts. “Final chance, Flutters. These pants come off and in a few months, you'll have a tummy so big that you might not fit inside the house anymore.”

 

“Is that a warning or a promise?” She cooed in your ear as she unbuttoned your shorts for you. Fluttershy licked her lips as you pulled off your shorts and revealed your erection to her.

 

“Call it a bit of both.” You smiled as you leaned down and pressed your lips against her body. Fluttershy squirmed and moaned as your smooches rose from her tummy and up to her pink, puffy nipples.

 

“Yeeessss.” Fluttershy moaned as you began to suckle on her breasts. She pinned your head against her chest, not letting you go unless it was to tease the opposite tit. Fluttershy was already panting hard with a primal fire burning in her eyes as you had your fill of her sweet, sweet milk.

 

You slowly pushed your crotch towards Fluttershy, smiling as she continued to squirm and moan at your touch. A slight adjustment and your cock was pressing against her lips. “Ready?”

 

Fluttershy quickly wrapped her legs around your butt and pulled you in. She forced you to begin, inching your cock inside her. You slowly pushed forward until you found the resistance you had been waiting.

 

“Gaaahhh!” Fluttershy shouted out as you finished that first thrust. She was trembling hard, holding you tight as her body tried to adjust to you. “Oh gosh....you're...so...big.” Fluttershy moaned as she slowly relaxed.

 

You kept her distracted with several little kisses all over. Her primal desire reignited as she felt your lips closing in on her nipples once more. “No...more...teasing.” She begged. Fluttershy relaxed her legs, allowing you to pull out slightly.

 

Fluttershy's moans swapped from discomfort to pleasure as you slowly thrust into her. Your mare was just like her butter yellow coat, a pile of blushing mush begging for more. Satisfied that she was comfortable, you allowed your thrusts to go deeper.

 

“Oooohhh you've been holding out on me.” She shuddered as you really filled her up. Fluttershy grinned as she pushed her hips forward, meshing with your thrusts and helping you penetrate her as deep as you could. “More! More!”

 

Her begging encouraged you to speed up. Fluttershy's body truly belonged to a goddess, gripping and milking you tight as you struggled to keep a steady pace. Her legs were still locked behind you, making sure you couldn't escape.

 

Soon, the barn was filled with the sounds of sweaty flesh smacking flesh. Fluttershy was screaming in delight, unable to handle a proper breeding. Her legs slowly pulled you in closer and closer, making sure your climax was going to be as deep as possible.

 

You pushed as deep as you could go and shuddered as the big release finally happened. Fluttershy stopped moving as her mouth closed into a tiny circle. She could feel every warm drop filling her up, satisfying that burning itch deep in her womb.

 

“Oh my goodness....oh my goodness.” She began to chant. Fluttershy went slack, collapsing in the hay as the afterglow hit her hard. You wrapped your arms around her and pulled her in for some cuddles.

 

“Wow....that was magical.” Fluttershy whispered. She leaned forward and kissed your nose before smiling wide.

 

“Yea it was.” You smiled back as you held your mare close.

 

“So....how long until the next magic show?” Fluttershy blushed. You were still inside her and could feel her sex gripping you tight. “I may be a shy little mare, but I need your rock hard love tonight.” Her cute giggle broke into a lewd moan as you gave her a quick thrust.

 

 

 

 

You pulled into your driveway and turned off your truck. A small book sat in the passenger side seat, one of many requests given to you by Fluttershy. Pinkie Pie and Babs wandered out to grab the massive haul of food sitting in the cab.

 

“I'll be in the kitchen in a minute. There's a small delivery I need to make.” You promised your mares as you cut through the house and wandered back to your barn. The book was the most important prize since Fluttershy had been requesting it for days.

 

The barn door slid open to reveal your shy mare struggling to see past her ripe, milk swollen tits. “Oh Anon, thank goodness you're here. Is Angel somewhere in the barn? I want to sit down but I can't be sure he isn't under me...”

 

Her tits weren't the only thing that had exploded in size. Her tummy was a massive yellow ball swaying with her movements. You had warned her that a massive womb was the price to pay but Fluttershy had taken the pregnancy very naturally. Even now, she glowed like the goddess you imagined her to be when you first met.

 

Fluttershy was positively glowing. Her long, soft hair shined in the light as it cascaded down her body. A sleek, soft coat helped make cuddling even more fun. Even her smile seemed brighter as she grew bigger every day. Bigger in all the right places, you thought, as you couldn't help but notice all the new jiggly, sexy padding on her hips and rump.

 

“Nah, he's playing around in some hay in the corner. You can sit down.”

 

Fluttershy smiled as she eased herself down. “Thank goodness. I was getting a little too heavy to stand.”

 

“Brought you something.” You held out the book towards her.

 

“OH! This is the book of baby names I wanted! We've got a lot of planning for them and they all need beautiful names. Thank you!!” Fluttershy's weariness was forgotten as she jumped to her hooves and waddled over for a hug.

 

“Fluttershy!” You shouted as she tackled you into a hug. Her body completely smothered you, pinning you to the ground. Numerous kisses landed on your cheeks, draining the adrenaline from your body. How you had managed to turn such a shy mare into an affectionate, maternal girl will forever be a mystery to you, but it didn't matter. As long as you have your mares and your ranch, life is wonderful.