Fluttershy's Morning (Huge Breasts)

 

Fluttershy laughed as she danced across the meadow with her fuzzy animal friends. The bunnies and badgers, birds and squirrels all kept pace as the butter yellow pegasus woman frolicked among the spring wildflowers.

 

Occasionally, she would spread her arms like a ballerina and kick off the ground while flapping the wings on her back, the small effort sending her up into the air in a graceful ark. She felt as light as one of the feathers that coated her angelic appendages.

 

Oh, it was all so glorious! The wind in her pink hair, all her little friends beside her, the bright sun shining its warm rays down on her. And it was ever so bright today! She had to squint her eyes as the shining beams began to blind her with their brilliance. She started blinking and raised her arm up…

 

And shielded her face from the sunlight pouring in through her bedroom window.

 

Her pastoral dream a fading memory, Fluttershy opened her eyes and found herself in bed. As she often did, she lay there for a few moments as her thoughts sorted themselves in preparation for the day ahead.

 

What a vivid dream, she thought. Everything was so beautiful and peaceful. She had been having so much fun and felt so light and free. Almost as if she were a girl again. Well, the next time she saw Luna, Fluttershy would have to thank the Princess of the Night for sending such a lovely nighttime vision.

 

But now the canary-colored caretaker had to face the waking world. Not that it was any less wonderful than what she had been dreaming about, but it definitely had its challenges and she needed to prepare to meet them.

 

Challenge number one: sitting up.

 

For most ladies this wouldn't have been an issue, they would have simply pulled themselves upright with nary a thought. Fluttershy, however, was not most ladies.

 

For one thing, most ladies didn't posses a bosom that beggared belief.

 

Fluttershy started to pull her arms, which were spread out on either side, in towards her torso. Encountering the smooth, taught fabric of her sleeping shirt, she worked her hands under the soft, cushiony masses that rested on either side of her ribcage. The custom-made green shirt she had on was fairly form fitting. It gave her pillowy breasts just enough support so that she could sleep on her back without having to worry about the soft mountains of tit-flesh smothering her while she slept. Thank goodness for Rarity and her tailoring skills!

 

Satisfied that all her mass was centered, Fluttershy took a small breath. Tensing her back muscles, she gave her wings a few good pumps and heaved her torso into an upright position.

 

As the mammoth mammaries spilled into her lap, the maiden gave a small groan. She knew they probably weren't any larger than they had been the night before but they always felt heavier than she remembered first thing in the morning.

 

Looking down at her colossal chest, Fluttershy examined her front for any noticeable changes. There didn't seem to be any and she nodded in satisfaction.

 

The gorgeous pegasus-maiden had always been rather… gifted. The first one in her class to develop, Fluttershy had been wearing adult sized tops before most of her contemporaries had even started wearing training bras. By the time she was living on her own, the svelte lass had a body that was somewhere between that of a fashion model and a porn star. Not liking the early attention her figure had garnered growing up, she had always taken great pains to dress modestly so as not to draw undue attention to herself.

 

The one exception was agreeing to model some clothes for her friend Rarity. Then Photo Finish had gotten ahold of her and suddenly the world knew what a dynamite body the shy model had. She was honestly glad when the whole fashion thing had blown over and she was able to go back to her simple life. Living in the country was good for many things and anonymity was one of them.

 

Fame and fashion had left her behind but her adventures were only beginning. As the Element of Kindness, she had been called upon to defend Equestria from the forces of evil. She had also dealt with several personal trials, some weirder than others. All in all though, it was a good life, if perhaps a little too exciting.

 

Even that excitement had settled down in due time. Her friend Twilight Sparkle became more accustomed to her duties as a princess and all seemed right with the world. Peace settled over Fluttershy's life.

 

And that's when mother nature decided to throw her a curve ball.

 

Fluttershy yawned and stretched her arms above her head while her torso pulled comfortably against the bulky weight resting on her thighs.

 

Closing her eyes, she began to concentrate. She could feel the slight tingle of magic in her wings, usually so faint that it was ignored. Willing some of that magic down into her chest, she felt her front half start to shift. The great sacks of feminine flesh started to rise out of her lap slightly. Their sprawling shapes formed up somewhat as her pegasi magic cradled the pendulous boobs and decreased their tremendous weight to a more manageable level.

 

Sighing gently, Fluttershy silently thanked her doctor for teaching her that trick. She knew that if she had been born with earth-magic her natural strength would probably allow her to carry the over-sized glands without assistance. Her zaftig friend Pinkie certainly didn't seem to have any issues with her own over-inflated balloons and she didn't even wear a bra half the time! And if Fluttershy had been gifted with a horn instead of wings then she could use the spells that unicorn maidens had at their disposal to support a corpulent chest. Fluttershy wondered idly if Twilight now had to make use of those. The formerly slim princess had gained a royal-sized bosom along with her wings, after all.

 

No, it was nice to have her flight magic. Once she directed it to a part of her body, it tended to stay there. And after her late… additions, she thanked Harmony for that.

 

Now it was time for challenge number two: standing up.

 

The trick, she had learned, was to counterbalance her thrusting ta-tas so that she didn't get pulled forward. Her magic helped with the weight, but the ponderous pontoons still had a lot of inertia.

 

Fluttershy twisted her butt around until she could lower her legs over the side of the bed. Then she planted her feet and leaned back a little. Her center of gravity now at the optimal point, she scooted her hips forward while flapping her wings. In one swift motion she rocked forward on her legs and stood up strait, all the while leaning her torso back so her heaving hooters couldn't get away from her.

 

Satisfied that she wasn't going to do a faceplant, the top-heavy girl straitened her spine and let out a long sigh. Honestly, who would have thought that getting out of bed could be such a chore!

 

Her doctors still weren't sure what had caused it, but about a year earlier Fluttershy noticed her breasts were starting to change. At first it seemed that they were simply swollen or perhaps retaining water. After the second set of replacement bras, she had gone to see her physician.

 

The general practitioner hadn't found anything wrong with her and said it was probably shifting hormones. Slightly mollified, the nervous maiden went back to her life. By the following week she had once again outgrown all her tops.

 

On her next visit, the surprised physician recommended a doctor in Canterlot who specialized in unusual female conditions. By the time the worried girl saw the specialist, her tits had swollen to the size of volleyballs. The new doctor, herself a female pegasus, told Fluttershy that she had never seen anything like it.

 

Usually, the doctor explained, when post-adolescent breasts grew so rapidly it was because of pregnancy. However, Fluttershy definitely wasn't pregnant.

 

Another odd thing was the shape and look of her mammary glands. Typically, such a rapid increase in size caused terrible stretch marks and an irregular shape. This wasn't the case with Fluttershy's bosom. Both fleshy protuberances were smooth and regular looking. They were just a lot bigger than normal.

 

The doctor suspected that magic might be involved and asked her patient if she had been exposed to any transformation magic in the past little while.

 

The Element of Kindness almost laughed out loud at the question. She spent the next half hour explaining how, over the past few years, she had become a conduit for the Magic of Harmony, a brain washed pawn of the Spirit of Chaos, a magical bat-hybrid, a hulking rage-fueled superhero, had her cutie mark forcibly extracted (twice), and a few other examples that made her doctor blanch in horror.

 

In the end, despite a lot of tests, they couldn't figure out what was causing the unprecedented expansion. All the specialist could do was help her cope with the extreme changes her body was going through.

 

And there had been quite a lot to cope with.

 

Patting the taught material of her shirt, the bosomy lass bobbled and shimmied her way to the bathroom for the third challenge of the morning: taking a shower.

 

Letting the hot water warm up, Fluttershy reached down and slipped out of her pink panties. It was always easier to do so while she had a shirt on, otherwise her flopping fun-bags tended to slap against her thighs and get in the way.

 

Tossing her underwear in the hamper, the chesty cutie reached under the hem of her voluminous green t-shirt and started to work it up over her twin titans. After she finally got the top off, Fluttershy took a moment to look at herself in the bathroom mirror.

 

Time had done much to inure Fluttershy to the incredible size of her melons. Well, truth be told, they were more like pumpkins. Prized pumpkins that won blue ribbons at country fairs. Turning back and forth slightly, the demure maiden watched her cork-sized nipples stiffen slightly in the cool morning air.

 

Figuring she'd waited long enough, Fluttershy stepped into the tub and turned on the shower. The cautious girl had a routine for bathing just like she had for most of the things in her life. First she washed her hair. Then she washed her body. Finally, she squeezed a generous dollop of body wash into her hands and began to lather up her bulging breasts.

 

She let her hands roam over her fabulous front without much thought. Back when they had been growing she spent every shower fretfully feeling her breasts, worrying about every additional inch.

 

After the medical community had told her that they couldn't do anything to stem her runaway development, the poor girl had gone into semi-seclusion. The only ones that she'd allow into her house were her closest friends.

 

Looking back on it, Fluttershy gave a small shudder thinking about those several months. Every night she went to bed exhausted with worry. Every morning she awoke to find her voluminous bust bigger than ever. By the time her breasts reached basketball-like proportions, the mortified maid even stopped going outside to tend to her animals.

 

It had been her friend Rainbow Dash that had finally helped Fluttershy out of her funk. And she had done it by getting mad.

 

Turning off the water, Fluttershy grabbed one of the towels off the nearby rack. She generally used three towels to dry herself — one to dry her body, one for her hair, and an oversized beach towel to dry her breasts.

 

After patting herself dry she reached for a bottle of her favorite lotion. It was a salve made by Zecora and the herbalist had originally recommended it to help sooth her taught skin as her mammaries rapidly stretched bigger and bigger. Now she simply used it to moisturize as it was a marvelous lotion. That and it was a fair bit cheaper than anything she could get at the spa. Goodness knew she went through a lot of the stuff!

 

Fluttershy wrapped her body towel around her hips, sari style, and the other small towel around her hair. The beach towel she tucked longways around her chest to form a makeshift top. She wished she had a proper bathrobe but at her size a good terrycloth robe would have been pretty expensive and Rarity had already helped her out enough. Towels were good enough for now.

 

Wandering down the hall back to her bedroom, Fluttershy was reminded of her friend's efforts to take her mind off her troubles back then and get her out of seclusion. Some of those efforts had been more extreme than others.

 

Rainbow Dash had finally had enough one day and threatened to kick her door down and drag the recluse out if she didn't attend a picnic that her friends were having later that week. Assured that it would be in a remote part of the park closest to her home, Fluttershy had finally relented. By this time her breasts were the size of small beach balls and hung just above her navel. Hearing of her friend's acceptance, Rarity came by to take measurements for a custom summer outfit and her other buddies came by throughout the week telling her how glad they were that she would be accompanying them.

 

When the Saturday came for the picnic, Fluttershy was all nerves. She could barely stand the thought of stepping outside. Then Rainbow Dash, Rarity, and Pinky Pie showed up and the poor girl barely had time to think as they got her into her new outfit and ushered her out the door to where Applejack and Twilight Sparkle were waiting with the picnic.

 

Everything went well and everyone was having a good time. Fluttershy had to admit that it was nice to be out in the sun again. Then they heard footsteps coming down the gravel path. The shy woman began to panic. Someone was coming!

 

Before she could think to bolt, a tall fellow came around the corner and into sight. It was Time Turner. The resident science wonk of Ponyville glanced over at Fluttershy and her friends and gave them a casual greeting. Without so much as a second glance he moseyed on down the path and left them to their picnic.

 

Fluttershy's heart was racing but he hadn't said anything! Maybe he hadn't gotten a good look at her? She found that hard to believe.

 

As their picnic continued another villager came by. It was Carrot Top. She stopped to chat for a minute. Before she left she told Fluttershy that it was good to see her and that she could use her help with some garden-raiding bunnies some time when it was convenient.

 

The third person to come by their supposedly secluded corner of the park was none other than Applejack's brother, Big Mac, hauling a cart of apples. He stopped and his sister offered him a drink. While the girls talked and Mac nodded his head in agreement, he looked over at Fluttershy. She saw his eyes briefly glance at her breasts but just as quickly they moved on. When he was done with his drink he bid them good day and headed on towards Sweet Apple Acres. When Pinkie asked Fluttershy why she was blushing the poor pegasus nearly melted. Still, that kind of attention she could live with. That picnic had been a turning point for her and even though her boobs continued expanding until the bottoms of each rounded mammary reached her hips, she actually started getting out more.

 

As Fluttershy entered her bedroom she giggled. She never did find out for sure, but she was positive that her friends had somehow setup all those 'random encounters' in an effort to make her feel more at ease. And it had worked. It wasn't easy, but she had gotten over her fear. Sure there were some snide comments from time to time but her friends had helped her to put them in perspective. Now if only she could say the same for certain other aspects of her life.

 

Which brought her to her fourth and greatest challenge: getting dressed.

 

The first thing to go on was her bra. Once her tremendous teats were properly corralled everything else tended to be easier. She went to her closet. Most women kept their foundation garments in a drawer, but again, Fluttershy wasn't most women. Each one of her custom made brassieres only had a 30 inch body band. But when the satin and silk cups designed to cradle her mammoth marshmallows were included the total circumference of each bra was closer to seventy inches. Given that each one contained as much fabric as three normal corsets, it was easier to hang each brassiere in her closet than try to fit them in a dresser.

 

Fluttershy took a lacy pink bra off its hanger and examined it. It was a demi-cup model, which at her size seemed a little ridiculous, but Rarity had insisted that she have something frilly and 'sassy' to wear. Today she wasn't doing anything strenuous so she figured she would be alright without the support of her full-cup models.

 

She draped the lingerie over the upper curve of her bosom and worked her arms through the shoulder straps. Then she slid the cups down her fleshy slopes until the lower edge slipped under each breast and the body band snugged against her ribcage. Sighing, she fastened the numerous hooks on the back of the band by feel. Then she looked in the mirror.

 

The pink contraption looked nice, even if the half-cups exposed a ridiculous amount of her breast flesh. It wasn't the two and a half feet of cleavage that worried her though; the lace scallops that decorated the cups didn't come up high enough to completely cover her pink areolas!

 

Oh well, she thought. It wasn't like anyone was going to see her like this. She moved back to her closet, grabbed a button down shirt, and slipped in on, doing up the buttons. On any other woman it would have come down to their knees; on Fluttershy is barely obscured her crotch.

 

Speaking of which, she had yet to don any underwear. Blushing, she retrieved some panties and quickly put them on. She looked in the mirror and was reminded of just how much the rest of her had changed as well. While not as dramatic as what had happened to her torso, her hips had flared quite a bit even as her breasts grew. Her butt too had expanded into a rounded shelf that, while not nearly as large as her bustline, was still quite a sight to behold. She opted for a wraparound skirt and, finally, brushed her hair.

 

She thought briefly about all that had changed for her in the past year. Did she wish she could go back to how she was? Maybe. But this wasn't so bad. If she was an athlete like Rainbow Dash then things would probably be different. But she was a caretaker. And for some reason her big soft body just felt... right. It was hard to explain but when she cuddled some poor sick animal to her enormous bosom it felt as though her ultra-feminine mounds were radiating kindness. Maybe it was silly, but that was how she felt.

 

And, if she was perfectly honest with herself, when a guy like Big Mac gave her fantastic front an appreciative glance, well, that was ok too. Th-though she would never admit it!

 

All her preparations completed, Fluttershy went downstairs to fix breakfast and feed her animals.

 

She was ready to face the day.