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The misadventures of Derpy's Boobs 1.5

By Shroooomy
Created: 2022-08-06 05:01:57
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  1. >Derpy Boobs!
  2. >or
  3. >The Misadventures of Derpy Hooves
  4.  
  5. > Now with updated opening chapters and more story.
  6.  
  7. Chapter 1: ????
  8.  
  9. > Milk dripped from my breasts onto the sorting room floor as I covered my face
  10. > I was burning with embarrassment but on fire with uncontrollable pleasure
  11. > Silence blanketed the room and the post office crashed to a standstill.
  12. > Some whispered while others snickered as I stood in a puddle of shame
  13.  
  14. > I felt a large hoof plant itself on my shoulder behind me was a stallion towering over me
  15. > With quivering lips and trembling legs I whimpered
  16. > “Mr.Starboard…”
  17. > “This is the last straw, Mrs. Hooves”
  18. > I fell to the floor with a towel in hoof, frantically trying to wipe the milk away, even though I knew it was futile.
  19. > “I’m so sorry sir! I’ll clean it right away I swear!!”
  20.  
  21.  
  22. >I laid on the floor dragging the milk soaked towel along the floor.
  23. > “It was an accident Sir! It really was honest!”
  24. > I felt his hoof grip my shoulder again.
  25. > "That won’t be necessary Mrs. Hooves.”
  26. >I spun my head around to face him again
  27. > “W-What do you mean?”
  28. > “I'm sorry Mrs. Hooves but you'll have to leave now."
  29.  
  30. > “Sir please! It was just an accident! I swear!...I'll clean it!...I'll clean all of it!”
  31. > His expression lacked any emotion or compassion.
  32. > “Sir…Please."
  33. >He pointed to the hall where the cleaning team had finally arrived with their cart of mops and buckets.
  34. > "We'll talk about this later, but for now you need to go."
  35. > The thick puddle of milk was escaping into the hall.
  36. > I left the Post Office that day soaked in my own lactation..
  37.  
  38. >After the accident the managers insisted I take a week off which I happily accepted.
  39. >I didn’t want to show my face in that room ever again.
  40. >I stayed inside for weeks just laying in bed.
  41. >I was too sad to read, clean or even eat muffins
  42. >I laid in bed fighting back tears.
  43. >On the fourth day of my leave I received a letter from the Post Office
  44. > It was my termination slip.
  45. > The Post Office had fired me for damage to office supplies and disturbing the workplace
  46. > I was beyond crushed, how could they fire me? I had worked at the post office for six years
  47. > Delivering mail to the residents of Ponyville was one of the only things I knew how to do.
  48. >Besides making Muffins of course.
  49. > One accident and my life was ruined again.
  50. > Celestia must hate.
  51.  
  52.  
  53. >After I was let go Ifell into a depression and stayed inside for weeks
  54. >Applejack visited often, suggesting I sue the post office but I really couldn’t afford it. Plus it sounded like it would be really boring.
  55.  
  56. > Fluttershy was over almost everyday, she and I drank lots of tea and played board games.
  57. >Getting around for her isn't easy so I always appreciated it when she stopped by.
  58. >Sometimes she would sleep over so I didn't get lonely.
  59. >She's a very kind mare.
  60. > Rainbow Dash and Pinkie had stopped by as well but they never stuck around too long.
  61. > the only pony who didn’t visit was Twilight. She’s the busiest mare I know but it still hurt that she didn’t visit.
  62. >I missed her the most out of anypony.
  63.  
  64. > Even though I was upset about being let go, it was nice to have at home.
  65. > My house has always been my happy place ,but it had some problems.
  66. >The floorboards creaked and on days when the wind blew especially hard I could feel the entire cottage rock back and forth.
  67. >the last time the house was furnished had to have been in the pre-Celestia era because my dad would never have chosen such gaudy furniture.
  68.  
  69. >The kitchen chairs wobbled and the old red couch in the living room constantly leaked cotton from countless tears and holes.
  70.  
  71. > On top of that, we also had a termite infestation that we never fully recovered from and the kitchen had recently become home to a not-so-friendly raccoon that gnawed the counter into sawdust. My bedroom also had a giant hole in the roof that my dad used to call a skylight.
  72.  
  73. >I don’t remember a time when the house was ever in good condition but I know it’s seen better days especially when my dad was around. He was always good at fixing things.
  74.  
  75. > When the floorboards started snapping beneath my hooves I wasn't sure if it was because the house was finally too old or the added weight of the melon sized breasts was too much for the floor to handle.
  76. >Regardless, it was time to renovate.
  77. > There’s far too many holes in the floor and no pony to fix them.
  78.  
  79. > My name is Derpy Hooves.
  80. > I lost my job.
  81. > My eyes don't work.
  82. > My house is falling apart.
  83. > I have tits on my chest.
  84. > And today is going to be great.
  85.  
  86.  
  87.  
  88. Chapter 2: Derpy
  89.  
  90. > I wake up early every morning. My sleep schedule had adjusted to this routine ever since I began working at the Post Office years ago.
  91. > Today was the first time in what felt like forever I had something to get out of bed for.
  92. >Derpy Deliveries was in full swing and I knew my employees would be here soon.
  93.  
  94. > I flossed my teeth, brushed my mane, shined my hooves and wrapped industrial strength tape over my tits.
  95. >The chest is an unusual place for breasts, they cause a ton of back and chest pain and bring lots of unwanted attention.
  96. > I’m used to ponies staring at me but my new breasts brought the gawking to an uncomfortable level.
  97. > All the staring made me nervous, especially after my accident at the post office.
  98.  
  99. >The worst feature of my "chest breasts" was that they never stopped leaking.
  100. > I’ve been trying ways to stop the leaking for months but none of them worked.
  101. > Before the leaking got bad I used band aids.
  102. > You can ask the ponies in the mailroom how well that idea worked.
  103. >After the band aids I switched to tape. It was a pain to take off and only worked slightly better.
  104.  
  105. > Then, one day it suddenly hit me.
  106. >I was taping a package with thick tape called “Dr. Hooves Industrial strength waterproof adhesive strips.”
  107. > I knew from experience that it could solve my problem.
  108. >I had damaged plenty of packages over the years and I can attest that there was nothing I had dropped, run over, crushed, smashed or blew up (All accidentally of course) I couldn’t put back together with this stuff.
  109. > Dr. Hooves brand products are amazing.
  110.  
  111. > The best part was that the adhesive strips are waterproof so even when I leaked it held up well.
  112. > As long as I stayed calm of course.
  113. > So every morning for the past month I would cut off a couple strips of the stuff and paste them over my tits.
  114. > Modern science sure is wonderful.
  115.  
  116. > I was brushing with my Dr. Hooves brand electric toothbrush when I heard the front door open.
  117. >In a panic I dropped the toothbrush on the carpet and hobbled into my bedroom
  118. > A Good mailmare is never Late but I found myself stumbling behind schedule often.
  119. >I snatched my bras from the closet. First I attached my crotch bra around my backside teats that were around the size of mini watermelons.
  120. >I then tightened the straps around my front legs.
  121. When I went into town I wore bras around my chest boobs that my friend Rarity had custom made for me.
  122.  
  123. >I called them “Chest Bras.”
  124. >They weren’t cheap so to save on bits I told her to skimp a bit on the fabric.
  125. Because of this I was left with an outfit more revealing than I would have liked. The upper cup just barely fit over my nipples, and half of my areolas were exposed.
  126. > The bra itself was so small it squeezed my boobs together like two water balloons in a vice.
  127. >It was so humiliating but the feeling of the tight fabric over my breasts was intoxicating.
  128.  
  129.  
  130. >"Derpy get your fat tits in here and start the meeting already!"
  131. >"Coming!"
  132. > I stagged into the living room, swiping my clipboard off the wall as I made my way into the living room.
  133. > My two helpers sat in the living room waiting for me on the old couch.
  134.  
  135. > Rainy Day sat upright on the sofa and Appointed Rounds anxiously tapped her hoof with a sour expression strewn across her face drinking a large Starmares coffee
  136.  
  137. > “Good morning Rainy! Good morning Appointed Rounds!”
  138.  
  139. > “Morning, Derpy.” Rainy Day smiled
  140.  
  141. > "Sweet Celestia you're slow! Are you paid by the hour or something?" Appointed Rounds snapped.
  142.  
  143. > "No…" I replied nervously
  144.  
  145. > "Well neither are we so can we get this meeting rolling?"
  146.  
  147. > “Oh! Yes of course!” I giggled
  148.  
  149. > Shuffling through my clipboard looking for the days notes I skimmed through pages and pages of assorted order forms, letters, bills and sketches I had scribbled throughout my paperwork.
  150.  
  151. > I really needed to get myself organized.
  152. > Finally I found the paper with today's notes
  153. > "A-Ha! I found it!" I said holding the page above my head.
  154. > The two mares didn't look impressed and I was beginning to feel a little awkward so I decided to just read off what I had written out for them.
  155.  
  156. > “A big thank you to Rainy Days for showing up early and sorting the mail.
  157. > Rainy tipped her cap and smiled
  158. > "No problem Mrs. Derpy!"
  159. > “And Appointed Rounds…I received a couple complaints that you were…throwing mail at ponies and that you were delivering the mail to the wrong addresses.
  160.  
  161. >Appointed Rounds rolled her eyes
  162. >She was quiet a dramatic mare.
  163. > “We’re supposed to give the mail to the customers, not throw it.” I stressed
  164. > This wasn’t the first time I had to tell Appointed Rounds not to throw the mail at ponies
  165. >Despite her name, Appointed Rounds was not a good mailmare.
  166. > “I know that it can be hard when you first start but being a delivery pony is one of the best jobs any pony could have! And remember. Always look at the number on the house before you put a letter in the mailbox."
  167.  
  168. > "Gee, I'm so sorry Derpy but not all ponies can be as smart as you."
  169. > "Oh…Well if it makes you feel any better…I'm not that smart either.”
  170. >"Really? You got us all fooled Derps. You really do."
  171. > Appointed Rounds wasn’t the best mailmare but with a little help I think she could reach her potential.
  172. >I leaned in close and rested my hoof on her shoulder, this was such a great team building moment.
  173. > “I know numbers are hard…Heck I've struggled with math all my life…You just have to keep trying and you’ll get the hang of it!…I believe in you."
  174. >Her eyes widened then her jaw dropped
  175. >She slapped my hoof away and gently pushed me backwards at the neck
  176. >I could tell she was trying her hardest not to touch my breasts.
  177.  
  178. > Her expression quickly transitioned into a look of disgust “I can’t believe you're my boss I seriously hate this stupid job so much and I want to die."
  179.  
  180. > I tilted my head in confusion as she shot her head back and chugged her Starmare latte before tossing the cup on the floor.
  181. > "Can you not throw things…"
  182. > “What do you need us to do today boss!” Rainy asked, sitting on the edge of the couch.
  183.  
  184. > “Well Rainy, I also have some great news! Pinkie Pie has hired Derpy Deliveries to send out invitations for her party tonight! This is the most important job of this company's entire month-long history so I’ll be handling that."
  185.  
  186. > Appointed Rounds was starting to look impatient
  187. >She had that look in her eye
  188. >I was a little scared of Appointed Rounds.
  189.  
  190. > “Derpy, I know that you sometimes have trouble organizing yourself when Fluttershy isn’t around so I’ll ask you as calmly as I can.”
  191. > “Yes…Appointed Rounds?”
  192. > “Why in Equestria did you call us out to the middle of nowhere at five in the morning if you were going to do all the deliveries!?”
  193.  
  194. > My ears shot down into my mane
  195. > I didn’t like being yelled at
  196. > "Well..I have something else to show you."
  197. > I flipped through my clipboard until I spotted a bronze ticket in the paperwork Fluttershy had sent me.
  198.  
  199. > “Fluttershy got me a ticket and I was just wondering…who wants to go to Pinkie’s party and promote Derpy Deliveries?"
  200. > I was met with blank stares
  201. >They looked dumbfounded
  202. >Which made me confused because don't mares their age love parties?
  203.  
  204. > "Derpy, if anypony should be representing your company it's you." Appointed replied
  205. > “Well…I’m not much of a party pony...I’m more of a homebody…and…ponies will stare at me…I want to keep discussion more about mail then my eyes or the way I talk…”
  206. > “Or your tits?” Appointed Rounds interrupted
  207. > “Yeah..especially my boobs.”
  208. > Appointed Rounds hopped off the couch and grabbed Rainy Days by the hoof.
  209. > “Derpy. I’m going to go now. Please only schedule me when you have actual work to be done. Come on Rainy, first call is in an hour, I’ll buy us a pint.”
  210.  
  211. > “Don’t you think we should help?”
  212. > “Listen Rainy, I’d be working on that resume if I were you. I don’t see this job lasting much longer.”
  213. > The last thing I heard was the front door slamming shut causing dust and dirt to rain from the ceiling.
  214. >Today wasn’t starting out as great as I had hoped.
  215. >I grabbed my mailbag that Rainy Days had stuffed with invitations trotted through old Ponyville.
  216.  
  217. > Lots of ponies used to live here but after the mine closed, everypony moved westward towards the apple farm.
  218. >There is no pony around for miles. The streets were overgrown with vegetation, what used to be restaurants, shops and houses were now abandoned and left deathly quiet.
  219.  
  220. > I walked down the old main street. Vines clung to the sides of the old city hall building and wind whipped through the streets.
  221. > I was not looking forward to going to this party and was hoping Rainy Days would go on my behalf.
  222. >She’s a very enthusiastic mare.
  223. >Fluttershy told me that if we want the company to grow we need to be a bigger part of the community and that it was part of business.
  224. >I’m not sure when Fluttershy became a business expert but I would rather
  225. Spend my afternoons indoors doing word search puzzle games, coloring and baking muffins.
  226. > Though I hadn’t done much cooking since the racoon moved in.
  227. > I cut through the burnt out bakery that had caught fire a couple years back and reached the forest.
  228.  
  229.  
  230. > Fluttershy can't even leave the house even if she wanted to so this promotional stunt really rested on my shoulders now.
  231. > I was happy Fluttershy was helping me take care of all the paperwork and money stuff because I couldn’t do any of that on my own.
  232. >But sometimes she acted more like my personal manager than a business partner.
  233. >I trotted out of the house as the sun began to rise and made my way into town
  234. >Ponyville was a half hour trot across the old neighborhood and a twenty minute trek through a forest
  235.  
  236. > Around the time I reached the edge of the forest into Ponyville I would always develop this nagging feeling that I had forgotten something.
  237. > I usually did, but as long as it wasn’t the mail (which I did forget sometimes) I didn’t turn back.
  238. >I think I left my toothbrush on…
  239. >Is that a problem?
  240. >I hope not…
  241. > The uneasy feeling persisted so I riffled through my bag taking inventory, I had my lunch (A muffin) and a couple pencils.
  242. > I searched through my bag to relieve this anxiety and realized I forgot my word puzzle book and bubbles at home.
  243. > I felt deflated because my work at Sweet Apple Acres this afternoon was going to be a drag without them.
  244.  
  245. > I love crosswords and wordsearches. When my eyes started to get bad a doctor said I needed to exercise them and gave me a big book of word searches.
  246. >I remember completing the entire thing in a couple months.
  247. > Despite my love of word games I'm almost completely blind in my left eye and the pupil will drift around like a fish in a tiny bowl.
  248. >I have no control of what it does and I just let it float about wherever it pleases.
  249. >I’ve learned to ignore it but sometimes it’s tricky to see and my lack of depth perception can throw me off.
  250.  
  251. > The bubbles are just for fun because who doesn’t like bubbles?
  252. > When I finally reached town I started delivering the party invitations, beginning from outmost perimeter then working my way into smaller and smaller circles until I reached city hall in the center of town.
  253. >Almost everypony in town was invited and I was finding myself wiping my brow of sweat frequently.
  254. > I wish I could fly but these chest breasts are far too heavy.
  255.  
  256. > I’m also heavier than a purebred Pegasi so flying wasn’t always me strongest quality.
  257. >Purebred pegasi are a slim breed with compact bodies and large wings.
  258. >I’m a mix.
  259. >My mom was a pegasi purebred and my dad was a purebred earth pony.
  260. >Then they had me.
  261. >A mare who stored fat in her legs, tummy and rear end like an earth pony but was smaller then even the average pegasi.
  262. >My dad said I was stout but I think he only said that to be nice
  263. > I’m chubby.
  264. > which isn’t a bad thing, but no very functional for a mare with wings.
  265.  
  266. > The sun was beginning to peak over the hill and the streets were still ghostly silent.
  267. > I stuffed some overdue bills into the cake's mailbox that was bleeding with envelopes.
  268. > Their mail had really been piling up since they left on their vacation.
  269. > "Heya Derpy!"
  270.  
  271. > I jumped at the shrill and sudden break in silence.
  272. >My eyes shot open, my heart skipped
  273. >And I felt milk shoot from my breast like frosting from a baking sleeve.
  274. >The sudden force broke through the industrial strength tape.
  275. > I inhaled deeply and felt my legs tremble as I enjoyed the lovely feeling of release.
  276. > When I returned to my senses the bra was sopping wet with fresh warm milk.
  277. > My bra clung to my body like a thin wet towel tied around my neck.
  278. >"Pinkie!" I groaned as I stared at the pools of milk slowly dripping from my bra.
  279.  
  280. >I was doing so well keeping myself tidy this morning.
  281. >Pinkie wrapped her hoof around my neck and giggled.
  282. >"How's my favorite mail mare?" She tapped the side of my breast with her hoof.
  283. > “Pinkie! Look what you did!"
  284.  
  285. > Pinkie craned her neck towards my chest and stared at my pulsating mammaries then slithered to my front and placed her hooves under my breasts and began to bounce them up and down playfully.
  286. >”They’re so heavy and full.”
  287. >Her eyes were large and glued to them like a filly in the window of a candy shop
  288. >“Have you ever painted them? They would look so neat with glow in the dark paint!”
  289.  
  290. >“Why would I paint my boobs?”
  291. > “Well they’re just sitting there! Might as well have some fun with them.” Pinkie giggled
  292. >“My Manehatten friend does that kind of thing all the time! You would not believe the things we get up to there.”
  293.  
  294. >I honestly Didn’t want to hear about what she did with her boobs at these “raves” as she called them.
  295. >Every weekend she went to Manehattan to party.
  296. >She would usually arrive home early in the morning with giant bags under her eyes, ripped striped socks (usually with a string of condoms hanging from the back of at least one of them) and tally marks written in sharpie all over her rump and face.
  297. > She told me it was our little secret and that I couldn’t tell anypony and I kept my word.
  298. >I actually didn’t know what they were doing at these “raves” but if math was involved I wanted to stay as far away from them as possible.
  299. > “Pinkie…The party tonight isn’t a rave is it?”
  300.  
  301. > Pinkie’s eyes widened and a smile extended from ear to ear before she fell to the ground laughing hysterically.
  302. > “I don’t think Ponyville is ready for that kind of party!” She hollarded
  303. >Thank Celestia…
  304. > “But if you want to come along with me on one of my trips to Manehatten you’re welcome to join me. I think a mare like you could benefit from some hot and spontaneous action with a chiseled stallion in a steamy club washroom.”
  305. >What the heck was she talking about?
  306. > “No thanks Pinkie…I’m…good.”
  307.  
  308. > “Suit yourself.”
  309. > She hunched over to get on my level and started to poke my left nipple. I could feel it steadily leaking milk in tiny waves this entire time and it was driving me mad with pleasure.
  310. > I was trying hard to ignore it Pinkie's touches just made it so much more difficult to concentrate.
  311. >“Have you thought of getting piercings?”
  312. >“Piercings?”
  313. >“Yeah, like maybe some rings or those little metal ones that stick right through your nipples.”
  314. > That sounds painful
  315. > “I don’t plan on having these much longer…Twilight said she’s working on a potion to fix them.”
  316. >“Wasn’t that like, two months ago?”
  317. >Had it really been that long?
  318. > I bet she has one ready today though.
  319. > “Pinkie…I know you're just trying to help but all but the sooner I get rid of them the better.”
  320.  
  321. > Pinkie removed her hooves from my teats and gave me a salute “No problem Derps.”
  322. > “So who's your plus one for the party?” Pinkie asked nudging my left teat with her elbow
  323. > “Plus one?”
  324. > “Yeah, you’re supposed to bring one uninvited guest as a date if you want to get in, that's why I only sent out invitations to half the ponies in town silly!”
  325. > “Pinkie! You never told me that!”
  326. > “Yeah I did! I had it playing over the town radio all week.”
  327. > “Pinkie. I don’t live in Ponyville.”
  328. > “Oh yeah! You live in that ghost town!”
  329. > I started to feel panic sweat dripping from my mane, I’ve never been on a date in my life! (Not without trying of course.)
  330. >No pony would have me.
  331. >But then again why would any pony want to date a mare who looked like me.
  332.  
  333. > “If you don’t have a date I can’t let you in, this isn’t a swingers party, this is a classy Manehatten swaray! So you need to wear a nice dress too!”
  334. > A date? A dress? Why didn’t she tell me all this stuff before?
  335. > “I think I know a mare who would love to go on a date with you.”
  336. > “Who?” I asked, sounding a little more desperate than I wanted.
  337.  
  338. > “You know who she is…Antisocial, A little weird, smells kinda funky.”
  339. > Oh my gosh, she was talking about Twilight!
  340. >At that moment I decided to finish my route as fast as I could.
  341. > “Sorry Pinkie but I gotta go!” I said as I started rushing down the street
  342. > “No problem Derpy! See you at the party!”
  343. >I started delivering mail like a mad pony, shoving Pinkies invitations into everypony's mailbox
  344. >Unfortunately, all the extra effort made me leave a trail of milk behind me and my bra was completely soaked through.
  345. >After an hour of hobbling around town, I was exhausted
  346. > I had two more stops
  347. >One I was really looking forward to and one I was dreading.
  348. >I decided to drop by Twilight's library first so we could start planning our date together.
  349.  
  350.  
  351. >Twilight’s mailbox laid outside the library covered in dust.
  352. > She rarely received mail since she had that weird little lizard sending her mail by magic all the time.
  353. > I don’t like that lizard
  354. >I knocked on the door and had a sinking feeling in my stomach. I didn’t want to bother her, she was a very busy pony afterall.
  355. >After a short moment her little lizard servant opened the door.
  356. >“Oh, hi…Little guy….Is Twilight home?”
  357. >“No. She's busy.” He said coldy
  358. >He began to close the door but I stopped him with my wing.
  359. >“Please Mr. lizard! I just need to talk to her for a minute!”
  360. >He paused and looked at me in the eye
  361.  
  362. >“My name is Spike, and I’m not just a “lizard” I’m a dragon.”
  363. >A dragon?
  364. >He didn’t look like a dragon.
  365. > He wasn’t even tall or scary. I’m around his height and he doesn’t even have wings.
  366. > I could probably be a better dragon than him if I tried.
  367. >“I’m so sorry Mr. Liza…I mean Mr. Dragon.”
  368.  
  369. >I felt him trying to close the door again but slammed my wing between the doorframe and the door and pried it open with my wing.
  370.  
  371. >“It’s just that…you’re so small! and you have tiny legs and no wings…please just let me in to see Twilight!”
  372.  
  373. >He stared at me for a second before he finally let up, which was good because my wing was starting to get tired.
  374. >I made my way into the library, a huge oak tree with bookshelves carved directly into the wood, the room smelled predictably like chopped, lumber and syrup.
  375. >Twilight was in the center of the room sitting behind her podium looking intensely at a piece of paper.
  376.  
  377. >“Twilight!” I cheered
  378. >The purple unicorn looked up from her work and rolled her eyes, I could tell she wasn’t happy to see me.
  379. > Probably because I was dripping milk all over her floor.
  380. >“Umm..Is this a bad time?”
  381. >“Of course not Derpy.”
  382. > She tossed her quill to the floor harshly
  383. >“I always have time for you.” She said in an over the top sarcastic tone
  384. >And I thought Rarity was dramatic
  385. >“I have no potion for you today, sorry.”
  386. >My heart sank
  387. > “Twilight, It’s been months! You promised!”
  388.  
  389. >The little dragon walked into the room with a mop and bucket and started to clean the floor around me.
  390. >I lifted my legs as he mopped beneath my hooves with the most sour of expressions.
  391. > Twilight shot me an frustrated look
  392. >“Do you know when it’ll be ready?” I asked in a quieter tone.
  393. > I was always nervous talking to Twilight.
  394. > She was celestia’s star student
  395. >An Element of Harmony
  396. >And a librarian.
  397.  
  398. >“I don’t know Derpy, but you showing up everyday doesn’t make things go any faster.”
  399. >“I’m not here everyday..” I muttered
  400. > “Derpy, you were here for six hours just yesterday talking to me about your favorite flavors of muffins. And the day before you spent four hours following me around the library telling me jokes from a knock knock book.”
  401. > “That's because we’re besties and that's what we do!”
  402.  
  403. > “Derpy, you came here two months ago complaining about chest pain and I told you that I wasn’t a doctor and you should see a nurse. You then said you were afraid of doctors.”
  404.  
  405. >I nodded in agreement.
  406.  
  407. > “I told you I could whip up a potion that may or may not fix your chest pain, THEN! you told me you didn’t care about what the side effects might be because anything is better than going to see a doctor!”
  408.  
  409. >For a librarian she sure does yell a lot.
  410.  
  411. >“Derpy! I’m a very busy mare, I’ll get to it when I can but I’m swamped with work and I’m sure you can live with having tits on your chest for a little while longer.”
  412.  
  413. >I didn’t like being spoken to so harshly.
  414. >it made me nervous
  415. > “But Twilight it’s so embarrassing! I got fired from my job because of them and I need to hire some pony to fix my house.”
  416. > Twilight gave me the strangest look before burying her face in her paper.
  417. > I was at the point where begging and pleading wasn’t below my anymore.
  418.  
  419. > “Have you ever considered cutting a couple wires in the basement and collecting the insurance bits after it catches fire?”
  420. > I was shocked, what kind of pony would say such a thing?
  421. > Twilight, I can’t do that! My home is my safe space!”
  422. > “I’ve seen your house Derpy. It’s the opposite of safe, it's a health hazard.”
  423. > “I’ve lived in that house my entire life, I can’t just up and leave it. I wouldn’t know what to do with myself.”
  424. > Twilight brought her hoof to the bridge of her nose and sighed “Maybe it’s time to grow up Derpy.”
  425. > I felt like crying.
  426. > But grown mares never cry. My dad had taught me that.
  427.  
  428. >“I’m sorry Twilight, it’s just that my neck is really starting to hurt and these things won’t stop leaking! Even my regular boobs have started to leak.”
  429.  
  430. >Twilight’s face contorted, she gave me the same look as when my chest began to swell and my “extra set” grew in.
  431. >That was an awful day.
  432. > She spent all morning and afternoon running tests that were super boring.
  433. >“Well that's interesting…” Twilight said as she rubbed her chin.
  434. >Twilight walked over towards me and pulled down my chest bra.
  435.  
  436. >My boobs were soaked in milk that was pooling inside the bra.
  437. >Twilight tilted her head and looked perplexed
  438. >“You tape your tits?”
  439.  
  440. >I nodded “If I don’t I’ll leak everywhere!”
  441.  
  442. >Twilight's eyes bounced between staring at my tits and looking me straight in the eye.
  443. Before giving my left boob a rough tap.
  444. >“These are really swollen, you need to lose the tape..”
  445. >My heart sank again
  446. > She flicked my breast again “Do they hurt?”
  447. >“A little.”
  448. >She ran her hoof over a thick blue vein that led to my areola.
  449. >Twilight sighed and gave me a cutting look of disappointment “Don’t tell me you leave this tape on all day.”
  450. >I nodded gently, I could feel my face turn red with embarrassment .
  451.  
  452. >Twilight’s face scrunched into a disgusted expression before she began walking across the room. I followed her frantically while tripping over my hooves.
  453. > “Twilight! What should I do!?”
  454. >“I can’t believe I’m about to say this but…you have to milk yourself.”
  455. >“But I do! I haven’t bought milk in weeks!”
  456. > “That's disgusting.” Twilight replied dryly
  457. >“Well…When's the last time you bought milk?” I asked
  458. >“I don’t drink milk. Grown mares shouldn't drink milk. I especially wouldn’t drink mare milk, it's low class and a step away from cannibalism..”
  459. > Cannibalism?
  460. >Twilight started to ascend the staircase at the far end of the library
  461. >“Twilight, that's ridiculous! … I mean…I thought it was gross at first too but it’s actually pretty good! And it’s full of vitamins and minerals and stuff!”
  462.  
  463. >“You never cease to repulse me.” Twilight groaned
  464. >I followed up the twirling stairs into the second floor of the library that she used as her bedroom/lab.
  465. >She had all kinds of pictures on the wall and sticky notes everywhere.
  466.  
  467. >Twilight rummaged through her cabinets grabbing bottles of glowing liquids in strangely shaped glass containers.
  468. >I watched and couldn’t help bouncing with excitement
  469. >“Are you making the potion now?”
  470. > Twilight spun around violently holding two potions in her hooves
  471.  
  472. >“Yes! For the love of Celestia just be quiet for one moment!” Twilight pushed a button and a table that was folded into the wall collapsed into position like an ironing board.
  473. > “Oh…Thanks Twilight.”
  474. >I watched Twilight begin mixing the ingredients into a beaker
  475. >Twilight was such a nice mare.
  476. >I’m glad we were friends
  477. >Twilight mixed bottles of glowing liquids into a small cauldren , referring to an old book for instructions from time to time.
  478.  
  479. >“Is that old ponish?” I asked, leaning in for a closer look.
  480. >“Yeah, this book is ancient, I bet it’s so old the library grew around it.”
  481. >The pages were littered with illustrations of naked mares posing in strange positions holding their breasts, some had two and some had eight some even had boobs on their chest like I did.
  482.  
  483. >“I’m refining some of the recipes.” Twilight said
  484. > “I haven’t even heard of half of these ingredients before, but it was the only book I could about such a strange form of magic. So I’m substituting some of the ingredients with more modern equivalents.”
  485.  
  486. > “So…You’re not really refining them but updating them.” I corrected as I casually flipped through the strange book.
  487.  
  488. >Twilight slapped my hoof.
  489.  
  490. “Do you want my help or not!?” Twilight barked
  491. >I nodded and sat back as I watched Twilight do whatever it was she was doing.
  492. >“So…Is the dragon a pet or a servant…?” I asked, trying to make conversation.
  493. >“He’s lots of things. He helps me plan, makes me food, sends letters...”
  494. >She sort of drifted off for a moment before continuing “I would say above all he’s a friend.”
  495. >“I don’t like him.” I replied bluntly
  496. > “He makes delivery ponies look slow. What if everypony starts sending things by dragon? I’ll be out of the job!”
  497. >Twilight rolled her eyes “I think you’ll be fine. How's the independent delivery service going anyways?”
  498. > “Not so good, I’ve been operating it out of my house and I don’t think the ponies I hired are very passionate about delivering mail.”
  499.  
  500. > Twilight nodded without taking her eyes off of her brew.
  501. > “Like I said. Find a new job or a new place to live and you’ll see things will become a lot easier.”
  502.  
  503. > I didn’t like to think about stuff like that.
  504. > It made me anxious.
  505. > I’m not ready to move out of my house. I have too many memories there and ismy escape from all the ponies in town with wandering eyes.
  506.  
  507. >The potion began to bubble over and she quickly started throwing more ingredients into the brew
  508. > I ran my hooves awkwardly across the table, my eyes glued to the floor.
  509. >I felt so embarrassed doing this but it had to be done.
  510. >Twilight was my best friend.
  511. > “Twilight…I know you’re a busy mare but I was wondering if you would like to go to Pinkie's party with me.”
  512. > Twilight looked up at me in shock
  513. > “Like…as a date." I mumbled
  514. > "Derpy, Quit joking around.” She sighed
  515. > “But I’m not! Pinkie said I had to get a date to go to the party! I'm not going for fun…I need to go so I can promote my business!
  516. >Twilight gave me the weirdest face before turning back to the old book.
  517. > “Sorry Derpy but I’m already going with somepony.”
  518. > “Oh…” I sat back down and sighed
  519.  
  520. >She poured the swampy green liquid into a vial, corked it and began shaking it
  521. > “But…If you weren’t you would've gone with me right?"
  522. > I could almost feel the insecurity in my voice
  523. > Why would I ask such a dumb question, of course she would say yes.
  524. > “I couldn’t Imagine the two of us going to the party together. We would look so…silly…."
  525.  
  526. > I couldn’t believe it? I would've 100 bits she was going to say yes.
  527. > And She wasn’t even trying to be polite about it.
  528. > How would we look silly together?
  529. >Was she saying I was ugly?
  530. >Or was it because she thought I was Stupid?
  531. > I wasn’t sure what she meant but I knew enough about myself that I could see why she wouldn’t want to go with me.
  532. > I’m Derpy Hooves, that's all anypony needs to know.
  533. > Ugly
  534. > Stupid
  535. > Derpy Hooves
  536.  
  537. >She shook the vial until it changed into an earthy brown then presented it to me.
  538. >“Most of the ingredients in the book were antiquated, I used science to create substitutes of the original ingredients that I made here in the lab. When the right compounds are broken down, they can sometimes create equivalent elements, I call it synthetic magic or natural magic, whatever you prefer.”
  539.  
  540. >I just nodded my head, I had no idea what she was talking about.
  541. >I was never good at science.
  542. >“Strange magic.” I muttered
  543. > Twilights words still rang in my head
  544. > I felt like crying
  545. >I thought we were friends, why would she be so mean?
  546.  
  547.  
  548. >I uncorked the bottle and a trail of smoke bellowed out
  549. >I wasn’t sure how much to drink, so I took a small sip to taste.
  550. >It kind of tasted like coffee
  551. >I decided to take a couple big gulps taking long pauses between drinks to see if anything would happen.
  552. >Twilight leaned over the table and rested her head on her hoof.
  553. > With a few quick drinks I finished the potion but they didn’t feel any different.
  554.  
  555. >I ran my hoof over my breasts
  556. >unfortunately they felt the same as they did before.
  557. > When I drank the potion she made for my chest pain, my boobs grew immediately.
  558.  
  559. >We waited for a couple moments but nothing had changed.
  560. > “Welp, looks like a dud.” Twilight said as she started pushing me out of the room
  561. “But Twilight I still have…”
  562. “Give it a couple hours, maybe it’ll kick in soon.”
  563. >I stumbled over my hooves as she shoved me down the stairs.
  564. >My bra was still wrapped beneath my breasts.
  565. > Across from the library a crowd of ponies were running through the streets frantically with their invitations in hoof knocking on doors with flowers and chocolates in hoof.
  566.  
  567. >I needed to find a date.
  568. >I only knew one pony who might go with me but she was far from pleasant.
  569.  
  570.  
  571. Chapter 4: Derpy
  572.  
  573. >The last pony on my route is a bitter mare who lives in an old motel on the edge of town.
  574. >She went by many names and not a single one of them was nice; She was a drunk and a bully. >I grew up knowing her as Cloudchaser but most referred to her as The Teatlet.
  575. >A Teatlet is a disgraced mare whose boobs are so small they cause her to go mad.
  576. >At Least that's what the ponies in town believe.
  577. >I had known her all my life.
  578. > I had always believed she was insane, now she was just more self destructive.
  579. >I dragged my hooves up the stairs to her room as Twilight's words rang in my head.
  580. > I was still bothered by how she declined my invitation
  581. >Twilight could be a little bit of a hot head and was very antisocial, to me she was one of the sweetest and most helpful mares in Ponyville.
  582.  
  583. >Twilight thinks she's a bad pony but she's actually a very good pony, she just doesn't want to admit it.
  584. >Unlike me, I'm a bad pony. Because no matter how hard I try to be good I always mess everything up.
  585. >I knocked on the door and smiled
  586.  
  587. >I don't think ponies realize that I get angry and sad and self conscious just like everypony else. Instead they just gawk and stare.
  588. > I wonder what ponies would say if I told them that Derpy Hooves is actually a very sad pony and that she just wants a hug.
  589. >I think that's all anypony wants.
  590. >I wish I didn’t ask Twilight to attend the party with me.
  591. >It was a stupid idea.
  592. >It was stupid of me to think a mare like her would go out with a mare like…Derpy Hooves.
  593.  
  594. >I waited patiently at the door holding a smile
  595. >It always seemed to take this mare a long time to answer the door
  596. > I heard the discordant stumbling of her hooves and objects being shuffled followed by glass breaking.
  597. > It sounds like she was having another one of THOSE days.
  598. > Great…
  599.  
  600. > The door swung open and a mare with a pale lavender coat emerged.
  601. >Her face looked tired and her mane was a mess, frayed at the tips and sickly looking, She also smelled strongly of wine.
  602. >When her eyes met mine I noticed how red and puffy they were, it looked like she had been crying again.
  603.  
  604. > “Oh, Hi Derpy.” she sniffled
  605. >"Do you have my package?"
  606. > "Yep. One package and letter!"
  607. >"A letter?"
  608. > "Mmmhmmph! Pinkie is throwing a party over at sugar cube corner tonight!”
  609. >Her hoof shook as she grabbed the letter and began to open it.
  610. > “What's wrong, Cloudy?”
  611. > “Don’t call me Cloudy. What kind of stupid name is that!?" She snapped
  612. > “Oh, Sorry Cloudchaser…I just thought it was cute…Because I’m Derpy and… you could be…Cloudy…”
  613. > "Well It isn't. I don't want to be cute. And what's this party nonsense all about?"
  614.  
  615. >"Oh! It's going to be really fun! Pinkie invited everypony in town!"
  616. > "Well I assumed if YOU were invited and I was invited everypony else would be too."
  617. >I never thought about it like that, Pinkie might have invited mares like us so she could say she invited the entire town.
  618. >Cloudchaser always knew how to put things in a perspective that made everything seem way too negative, spiced with her usual cruelness of course.
  619. >I refuse to play into her negativity, instead I’ll combat it with overbearing positivity.
  620.  
  621. > "I guess…I just…I mean the Cakes..”
  622. >I inhaled deeply and tried again
  623. “I think Pinkie wants everypony to be there…since the Cakes are still away on vacation."
  624. >Cloudchaser pulled a carton of cigarettes from the front pocket of her sweater
  625. > "Don’t think too hard Derpy, you’ll hurt yourself.”
  626. > “Ummm…Okay…”
  627.  
  628. >Cloudchaser’s sense of fashion was always high end but I doubt a donation center would even accept her clothing in the state they were in.
  629. >Stained all over, ripped at the joints and covered in burn marks, what was once a 500 bit sweater looked like something a homeless pony would wear.
  630. >I passed her my clipboard and a pen so she could sign off on her package.
  631.  
  632. > "So…How's your day going?" I asked
  633. >Her eyes shot from the letter before crumbling in her hoofs and tossing it over the railing.
  634. >I woke up choking on a cigarette around eleven when Flitter came over bashing on my door. When I answered she threw a cup of milk on my face then flew off. Not without taking another humiliating photo for her scrapbook of course. After that I decided to get drunk so I've been enjoying a couple bottles of wine. I didn't think my day could get ANY better but now… you're here.” She pouted
  635.  
  636. >She scribbled her name into the ledger and passed it back to me.
  637. > “Oh..that sounds Really...sad...Did the milk taste good at least?”
  638. > I am such an idiot
  639. > “Is there something you want?” She snapped
  640.  
  641. > “Well, I kinda need your help…Pinkie said that I needed a date for the party….and I was wondering if maybe we could go together?”
  642. > “You want to go on a date with me?” Her tone was dry and she didn't look impressed.
  643. >At this point I just waited for her to say something mean to me before slamming the door on my face.
  644.  
  645. >She stared at me for a long moment.
  646. > “Well, it isn’t really a date…" I explained
  647. > "I’m only going to promote my business, but if you want to join me…You can and being a customer you can tell ponies how great Derpy Deliveries is."
  648.  
  649. > "I think Derpy Deliveries is a desperate attempt by a dim witted mare and her lazy friend to make a buck under Celestia's nose. And I only use it because I'm banned from.
  650. The post office."
  651. >I wish she wasn't so mean.
  652. > “But…We do good right? Delivering your mail?”
  653. > “Sure, whatever.”
  654.  
  655. > “Well..I think the party will be a lot of fun if we go together. We can pick out each other's dresses, dance and maybe even play some games!”
  656. >Honestly the more I thought about it the more I actually wanted to go to the party.
  657.  
  658. > “I mean…If that's something you're into…Because if you are I am too…”
  659. >Her silence was killing me and she knew it.
  660. > “Screw it, why not.”
  661. >”Really!?”
  662. > “Yeah, I think I have an idea for something we can do, Come on in.”
  663.  
  664.  
  665. >I couldn’t believe it. My first date and it was with Cloudchaser of all ponies.
  666. >It felt wrong, I would have much rather have gone with Twilight.
  667. >Maybe I’m being too negative.
  668. > I’m sure Cloudchaser and I will have a great time.
  669. >Maybe all these years of bullying was just her way of flirting and she secretly really likes me.
  670. >That would be nice.
  671.  
  672. >Her room was tiny and the air was thick with cigarette smoke and the pungent smell of wine.
  673. >Breast pumps, pills, medicine boxes and fast food containers littered the carpet while ashtrays mounted with butts, empty wine bottles and sex toys covered every available surface of the room.
  674. >Walking across the room was like going through an obstacle course, I closed my bad eye and took each step carefully. I didn’t want to trip or step in something gross.
  675.  
  676. > Cloudchaser hopped onto the bed with her package and began to open it
  677. > “So what's in the box!?” I asked excitedly
  678. > “I ordered a breast pump from Manehatten, it says that it guarantees it will make your breasts grow bigger.”
  679.  
  680. > She ripped open the packaging as I hopped from the floor to the bed.
  681. >The machine was a long wand about the length of a water bottle
  682. >The front end had what appeared to be a large suction cup, the far end was blunt and covered in buttons.
  683. > “Are you sure that thing is safe?”
  684. > “Does it matter? I’ve got nothing to lose down there anyways.”
  685. > She opened her legs a small crack and revealed her breasts
  686. >Her tits were fleshy pink nubs the size of tacks that protruded from two small mounds of fat
  687. >They were incredibly small…
  688. "They're kinda cute…I guess."
  689.  
  690.  
  691. > "Derpy! I said I don't want to be cute!"
  692. > She raised her hoof like she was about to smack me and I covered my face with my hooves
  693. > “I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”
  694. >My eyes closed tightly as I braced for her hoof to meet my head
  695. >But I felt nothing
  696. >I waited for a couple long suspenseful seconds before I slowly withdrew my hooves and opened my eyes.
  697.  
  698.  
  699. >Cloudchaser was staring at her pump but her enthusiasm seemed to have waned, her gaze was cold and empty, almost trace-like.
  700. > "I don't want to be cute…"
  701. > “I didn’t mean to say that I just meant they’re…petite! Yeah! you have very petite teats.”
  702. >Suddenly she started to cry.
  703. > I never know what to do in situations like this but I knew I wouldn't be a good friend if I didn’t try and comfort her.
  704. > I grabbed the package from her limp hooves and rested it on the nightstand beside the bed before wrapping my wing around her as she sobbed.
  705.  
  706. > “I think I’m at the breaking point Derpy. My tits refuse to grow no matter how hard I try.” Her hoof shook as she grabbed a bottle of wine from the table and downed a large gulp.
  707. > "I spent a hundred bits on this stupid thing and I know it isn’t even going to work.”
  708. > "That's a lot of bits..But I'm sure you can make it back If you work really hard."
  709. > "That hundred bits was all I had left in my savings…I'm broke."
  710. >She took another gulp of wine.
  711.  
  712. > "I know you wouldn't understand but I used to be popular. I went to parties, dated some of the hottest stallions in Cloudsdale and I had lots of friends."
  713. > I remember her friends
  714. >Her, Flitter and the other ponies in her group terrorized everypony at Flight school
  715.  
  716. >"Nopony even comes to visit me anymore. All because of my stupid boobs didn’t grow in right!”
  717. >She tossed the wine bottle across the room, smashing it against the wall.
  718. > “Maybe you should try eating more fatty foods…Like fish or eggs or something…And maybe all the fat will go to your boobs." suggested
  719. > Derpy I never thought of you as a smart mare but I never thought you were retarded.”
  720. > "Oh….Well that's good I guess…."
  721.  
  722.  
  723. >She pulled me close and collapsed her head on my breasts
  724. > "Your tits are sticky." She grumbled
  725. >Yeah, it's because of all the milk, I don't know why they won't stop leaking."
  726. >Does it feel good?
  727. > I started to turn red
  728. > “A little…”
  729. > "Well..When the leaking gets really intense I get shivers and I feel really warm all over. The release is the best part…It's kind of like an orgasam but in your boobs."
  730. > "And how would you know what an orgasm feels like? You never even kissed another pony."
  731. > "I spend a lot of time alone."
  732.  
  733. >Cloudchaser sighed loudly and took another drag of her cigrette
  734. > “Some mares have all the luck.”
  735. >“Even mares who don't deserve it.”
  736. >She looked at me with a face of seething anger and I could feel the bitterness in her voice
  737.  
  738. “I’ve tried every drug on the market just to look normal…When my parents thought I was taking drugs they threw me out…I hate being a teatlet…I miss my parents.”
  739. > I pet her head as she sobbed into my breasts
  740. > “Me too.” I sighed
  741.  
  742. >I never thought my life would ever lead me to a moment where I would be comforting Cloudchaser.
  743. >The same mare who flaunted her wealth all through Flight School and picked on me was a sopping mess.
  744.  
  745.  
  746.  
  747.  
  748. > “When I get sad I do things that make me happy, when I get the time I like to bake muffins because they are so soft and chewy and delicious.”
  749. >Cloudchaser lifted her head
  750. > "Is that what you're so fat?"
  751. > I was a little shocked.
  752. >I had been called lots of things before. Chubby, plump, round, rear end heavy…But never fat.
  753. >And where was this coming from? I thought we were sharing a moment.
  754. > "You think I'm fat?" I stuttered
  755. > Cloudchaser went quiet and pulled my bra down
  756.  
  757. > My voice began to shake "Umm…Could you not do that.”
  758. >She began to flick my right nipple boredly
  759. > “Look at us. A teatlet and a marelet sitting in a hotel room with our tits out and we don’t even like each other. What could be more pathetic?”
  760. > “I’m not a marelet.” I grumbled
  761. > “You’re so lucky Derpy…Not only do you have giant regular boobs but you also have teats on your chest.”
  762. > Cloudchaser pulled my nippled and twisted it
  763. > I tried my best to hide my discomfort but I was getting annoyed
  764.  
  765. > “I’m half earth pony. My regular boobs are regular size….And I'm not fat…Also I’ve been asking Twilight to get rid of these things for months now."
  766. >I went to move her hoof by placing mine over hers but she just twisted harder.
  767. > “Why doesn’t she help you? I thought Twilight and you were friends.”
  768. > "Well.. I asked Twilight if she wanted to go to the party with me… she said she already had a date…Which was fine, but she said it in a way that really hurt my feelings.
  769. > My eye fell to the floor.
  770.  
  771. > I saw a smile flash across her face.
  772. > “Oh? What did she say?”
  773. > “She said she couldn’t see us going on a date and that the two of us would look weird…I think she was calling me ugly or stupid or something…I’m not really sure what she meant”
  774. > “Well maybe that’s because she doesn’t want to be seen with the weirdest pony in town.”
  775. > “Y-you think I’m weird?”
  776. > "I always thought you were weird. Even before you grew these things on your chest. Heck, if you weren’t the weirdest looking pony in Equestria before you definitely are now."
  777.  
  778.  
  779. > “Cloudchaser…that's very mean and I…”
  780. > She let out a light chuckle as she smoked her cigarette
  781. > The smoke rose up into my face, it smelled awful and made me feel dizzy
  782. > "But we can be weird together."
  783.  
  784. > "I used to get invited to all the parties and was kind of a big deal in Cloudsdale.
  785. But now I never get invited to go anywhere. No mares want to date me and no stallions want to fuck me."
  786.  
  787. >She sat up and started to lagh
  788. >She was starting to make me feel very uncomfortable now.
  789.  
  790. > "Here's my plan. I'll go to the party with you but only if you get naked in front of the entire party and we make love where all can watch.”
  791. > “Have you lost your mind!?”
  792. > "And when we make love everypony will trot out in disgust seeing such a sight!”
  793. >I placed my hoof on hers and shoved it off my breast.
  794.  
  795. > "I'm sorry Cloudkicker but I don't like you like that. And I really don’t want to do that.”
  796. > Cloudkicker's smile faded and her eyes started to water.
  797. "I just want to go to promote Derpy Deliveries…I don't want to crash the party or ruin any pony’s fun."
  798. "Why not? Aren't you tired of being made fun of for your eyes? For your breasts? For being the town's laughing stock?”
  799. "I don’t want ponies staring at me more than they already do. I don’t like it.”
  800.  
  801. "You're weak Derpy. We're both outcasts, and no pony likes us and there isn't anything we can do to change that. So what if you ruin their party? Is it really for us anyways? Or did Pinkie invite us just to bump her numbers so she can say she had the biggest party Ponyville ever saw?”
  802.  
  803. >"I'm not an outcast…I have friends."
  804. >Cloudchaser laughed "Like Twilight?"
  805. > My ears fell flat over my mane while she rested her hoof on my shoulder and fixed my bra.
  806.  
  807. > “Derpy, it’s destiny that we be together…It’s not like you’ll ever find anypony else.” Her voice was hushed but her words were still slimy.
  808. >Her eyes locked with mine and I felt like angry
  809. > She was always a bitter, insecure mare and I could almost feel her desperate hooves clinging to me as she tried to bring me down with her
  810.  
  811. > “Listen...I know that it’s hard being different…But you can’t treat ponies that way…It isn’t right.”
  812. > Her hoof tighten around my shoulder and as her face twisted with emotions
  813. >At first it looked like she was about to laugh but her smile slowly faded into a whimpering scowl before her eyes turned cross
  814. >I didn’t mean to upset her like this
  815. >Maybe I’m too sensitive but seeing her so torn up like this made me feel really sad and guilty
  816.  
  817.  
  818. > “I’m sorry…I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings.” I whispered
  819. > She pressed her hoof over her lips as her eyes started to water, her mouth was stained red with wine and I found it hard to say anything.
  820. > “Do you need help? Everypony is worried…You never leave your room and you're scaring me… It’s ok to ask for help sometimes…I do it all the time!” I chuckled nervously
  821.  
  822. > Cloudchaser smiled through her tears
  823. > "You've always been too kind."
  824. > "I just think everypony likes to be treated nicely.”
  825. > “I want a hug.”
  826. > I sighed, relieved that I didn’t mess up too badly
  827. > I leaned myself forward to give her a hug but suddenly I felt her hooves grasp my shoulders and felt her throw me forward towards the ground
  828. >It all happened so fast
  829. >On the way down to the floor my head smashed against the nightstand and I felt a sharp pain
  830. >I landed on my face but quickly spun myself around in fear of what she might do next
  831.  
  832. > The room was spinning like a mad carnival ride and above me was Cloudchasers expressionless gaze.
  833. >As I laid on my back with my head against the wall I desperately dragged my hooves along the nightstand and bedside looking for a piece of leverage to pick myself back up
  834. >Cloudchaser just watched from the top of the bed shaking her head
  835. > “You’re pathetic Derpy. You’re the last pony to be telling others how to live."
  836.  
  837. >I felt like crying
  838. > Why'd she do that?
  839. > I was just trying to help.
  840. > I felt like punching her, I felt like running away, I wanted to tell somepony about how mean she was.
  841. >But mostly, I just felt like crying.
  842.  
  843. >Finally I was able to pull myself up off the floor and was met with a smirk
  844. > “I’ll be waiting for you to pick me up for the party.” She snickered
  845. > My ears were ringing, and the room was twisting around me
  846. > “You just hit my head into a table! I’m not going to the party with you!”
  847. >Cloudkicker chuckled as she snuffed her cigarette into an ashtray
  848. > “I’m going to tell you straight Derpy. You need me. I know that your business is failing…Everypony does. You have what? Five clients? Including yourself?”
  849. >Cloudkickers smile grew and I was starting to feel sick.
  850.  
  851. > “You won’t find another date to this party Derpy….But I'm willing to go with you and you can promote your silly little delivery service all night for all I care, But on my word you will get up in front of everypony and expose yourself for my amusement .”
  852.  
  853. >This mare has totally lost it
  854. >Did she think this was funny?
  855. >Did she think forcing me to do such things would make her popular?
  856. > Or did she just want to embarrass me?
  857.  
  858. > I stumbled out of the room and made my way out the door.
  859. > Cloudchaser cackled behind me as I tripped over all the garbage she had strewn across the floor.
  860. >Slamming the door behind me. I trotted down the stairs and into the alley behind the motel where I collapsed against a dumpster.
  861.  
  862. > My heart felt like it was about to burst and my breaths were short. My mind raced as I process what just happened
  863. > I to hyperventilate and placed my hoof over my racing broken heart
  864. > Despite everything all I could think of was not crying
  865. >
  866.  
  867. “Don’tcrydon’tcrydon’tcry” I repeated over and over again
  868. >I felt my eyes welling up and my anxiety spiking
  869. > I didn't want to cry but I had to do something.
  870. > I put my hooves over my face screamed as loud as I could, muffling my voice into hooves
  871. >Cloudchaser was an awful pony but she may be right.
  872. >My delivery service was failing and I was starting to feel like I was in way over my head
  873. >Cloudchaser, Pinkie, The cakes, Fluttershy and myself were the only ponies using Derpy Deliveries.
  874. >I refuse to be her plaything but I also don’t want Derpy Deliveries to fail.
  875. > Slowly, I removed my hooves from my face and saw thick crimson red painted over them.
  876.  
  877. > “Oh, no…”
  878. >I wiped the blood off my hoof onto my bra and grabbed a towel from my mailbag. As I dabbed the wound, it felt thick and deep it also stung a lot.
  879. >I decided not to touch it and tied the towel around my head.
  880. >I looked to the sky and the sun was now hanging above Ponyville.
  881. >I had to get to my other job.
  882. >A good mailmare is never late
  883. >Though I didn’t feel like I was going to be a mailmare for much longer.
  884.  
  885. Chapter 3: Twilight
  886.  
  887. > I rested my head on my hoof and read my letter repeatedly, praying for some sort of spontaneous inspiration to manifest itself.
  888. > “Dear Princess Celestia, this week I learned…”
  889. >Hmmm…
  890. > Bringing the quill to my cheek I tried to remember if I had learned any friendship lessons recently.
  891. >I felt like I had been working on this letter forever.
  892. >All these breast related distractions were cutting into my studies.
  893.  
  894. > Writing Friendship letters is a struggle, I was a proficient writer but the subject of friendship below me and Ponyville had to be the most uninspiring place to find ponies to write about.
  895. > In my last letter I rashly referred to Ponyville as “The most lackadaisical town in Equestria and culturally bankrupt."
  896. > The Princess wasn’t happy and sent me a letter in return using language I never imagined I'd see written in royal ink.
  897. > I was on thin ice.
  898.  
  899. >Everypony describes Ponyville differently.
  900. >the pegasi call it a fly over town, the unicorns say it's backwater and anypony with the misfortune of living here called it home.
  901.  
  902. > The most interesting thing about Ponyville is the mares because they all have a pair of exceptionally large breasts tucked between their legs that swing and bounce with every step.
  903. >No pony in town comments on how distracting their buckball sized glands breasts are.
  904.  
  905. >It sparked an interest in what I have titled “A Normalized county wide biological abnormality.”
  906. > I’m not interested in breasts but the way they affected the culture of Ponyville was fascinating
  907. >Small breasted mares are called teatlets, a condition where a mare has small mammaries, believed to cause psychosis among the locals.
  908. >Breasts are not considered obscene in Ponyville but most mares will try to cover up with specially designed bras that I think bring more attention to their backside than anything.
  909.  
  910.  
  911.  
  912. >My breasts are admittedly small even for unicorn standard but were functional and more importantly would be normal in Equestria.
  913. >Small enough to be concealed but big enough for pleasure, comfort and milk production.
  914. >When the time comes, of course.
  915. > It still baffles me that when I’m walking through town everypony gawks at me like I have two heads.
  916. >Meanwhile, these ponies barely have the decency to wear bras that their tits don’t stick out of.
  917. > Thankfully, I didn’t get the same treatment as Derpy or Cloudchaser who were seen as pariahs of the community.
  918. > Derpy isn’t an unpleasant looking mare by any stretch but a peculiar one.
  919. > Anypony who met her would realize she was a couple eggs short of a pack.
  920. > She always looked lost and spoke like her mouth and her head were in two completely different places.
  921. > She wasn't a bad pony. I don’t think I’ve met a more patient and polite mare in all my life.
  922. > But her insistence that we are the “best of friends” is really, really annoying.
  923.  
  924. > The blank page continued to taunt me. I doubt Celestia wants to hear about me giving Spike a bath or being a judge at another cupcake festival.
  925. > I could feel myself starting to stir.
  926. > This type of work is beneath me, I would bet every book in this library that Cadence had something to do with why I’m here.
  927.  
  928. > Becoming royalty is easy for a mare like Cadence
  929. >She has looks, charisma and no discernible skills besides manipulation.
  930. >And sitting on her cum crusted ass of course
  931. > Giving a young mare the entire Crystal Empire to rule was ludacris to me.
  932. > I believe Luna gave her the kingdom just so she could have an alicorn princess in her corner just in case things went Nightmare moon again.
  933. > The Princesses take the cake when it comes to pettiness.
  934. > I’m glad she’s princess of the Crystal Empire.
  935. > She’s far away from Ponyville so I hopefully never have to see her again.
  936. > She's such a manipulative floozy.
  937.  
  938. >Across the room Spike was cleaning the milk Derpy had leaked all over the floor.
  939. > Loudly slapping the milked soaked mop across the floor.
  940. > "Next time I'll tell her you'll meet her outside the library." he whined
  941. >"There better not be a next time. That potion should at least stop all the leaking."
  942. >"And the boobs on her chest?"
  943. >"Spike, I'm not a breast specialist. If she went to see a proper doctor they could probably help her better than I can. Maybe even give her an eye exam and fix that weird lisp."
  944.  
  945.  
  946. > I anxiously tapped the quill faster and faster, not taking my eyes off the blank white page
  947. > "Ok. What the heck did I learn about friendship this week?"
  948. >"Friendship, Friendship, Friendship…Friend…ship.."
  949. >As hard as I tried I couldn’t get my mind off that wonky eyed mare
  950. >Everything she did seemed so backwards and frustrating.
  951. >I slammed my hoof on the podium in anger
  952.  
  953. > “Who does Derpy think she is!? Having the nerve to ask me to attend a party with her! And she’s always buzzing around the library but I've never actually seen her pick up a book."
  954. > "She likes you." Spike muttered
  955. > "She clearly has some sort of infatuation with me."
  956. >I stewed in my frustration
  957. > “Who would be so naive to start their own delivery service? Does she not know the law at all?"
  958.  
  959. > I swiped “ Equestria law and code of conduct.” Off the shelf and started looking for the definition of corporate treason to the throne.
  960. > “Twilight, I think you might be overreacting, sure she’s a little weird but what's the worst that could happen if you went to the party with her?"
  961. > "She would come here more than she already does. I don’t need a mare shadowing all hours of the day, and you know given the opportunity she would never leave.”
  962. > "Well you still need a date if you want to go to the party."
  963.  
  964. > I flipped through the book and found the
  965. >“See Spike! I was right! The law clearly states that the creation of a private industry in the attempts to replace or provide substitution to a government operated program is treachery under Celestia's law. In Derpy’s case it's an affront to Celestia's postal system. I am not a traitor Spike. I can’t be going around telling ponies to break the law!”
  966. > "You're really reaching Twilight. If you just apologized to her you would probably feel a lot less guilty."
  967. > “Do you think I feel guilty for giving her boobs? Because I don't.”
  968.  
  969. > "Whatever Twilight, it's very obvious you started getting really uncomfortable around her once you messed up that potion. I think you're just mean to her because you want to act like you don't care about her at all."
  970.  
  971. > "I don't care about her. She's nothing but an inconvenience."
  972. Spike rolled his eyes
  973. > "Well if you did go to the party with her it would make a great friendship lesson.”
  974. > He was right about one thing, this letter had to be finished, I needed to find a friendship problem and fast, there’s no better place to find friendship problems than at a party.
  975. > I needed a date
  976.  
  977. > And then it hit me
  978. >“I think I know a pony who doesn't have a date.”
  979. > "Yeah, Derpy."
  980. > "No, not her! You know the mare I'm talking about."
  981. >Spike stopped in his tracks
  982. > “You don’t mean who I think you mean do you?”
  983. > I nodded. “She’s perfect.”
  984. >Spike covered his eyes and groaned “But she’s so awful!”
  985. > “She’s a little rough around the edges but if we want to be charitable like you said, I can’t think of a pony in town who’s in need of charity "
  986. > Spike made his way upstairs with the mop and bucket
  987. > “Whatever you say Twilight.”
  988. >Spike was getting on my nerves.
  989.  
  990.  
  991.  
  992. Chapter 5: Pinkie
  993.  
  994. > Filthy Rich had a clock over the sink that I had been anxiously watching for the past hour.
  995. >I was running out of time.
  996. >I was leaning over the kitchen table while Mr. Rich thrusted into my backside and I was starting to get bored.
  997. >We had been at it for way longer than I thought we would.
  998. >Who knew a stallion as old as him could go this long?
  999. >I leaned my head on my hoof as he pounded away
  1000.  
  1001. > "Soooo…When does your wife usually get home."
  1002. > "Probably not for a couple hours.” He groaned
  1003. > Great, I've got a party to plan but I'm gonna be stuck here all day.
  1004. > “Well, thanks for letting me use your keg, I haven’t seen anything like it before.”
  1005.  
  1006. > “It really is something isn’t it? The ancients really knew how to conduct a gathering.”
  1007. > Conduct a gathering? Who in Equestria refers to a party as conducting a gathering?
  1008. > He’s probably just trying to impress me with his fancy talk.
  1009. >I can lay it on a little thick sometimes when I’m trying to be seductive.
  1010. >Now I have to sound impressed by the stupid thing.
  1011.  
  1012. >I turned to him and smiled from ear to ear.
  1013. > “It’s really neat Mr. Rich!”
  1014. > I felt his penis slide out of me before he quickly grabbed my shoulders and flipped me around to face him.
  1015. >He had a greasy mane and sweat ran down his face that wad starting to crack from age, specifically around his eyes and lips.
  1016.  
  1017. > He pulled me into his chest and assaulted my mouth with his tongue.
  1018. >I opened my mouth wide and stuck out my tongue and we began to wrestle with our mouths.
  1019. > His tongue wrapped around mine and I could taste his saliva running from his lips into my mouth and down my chin.
  1020. >His breath tasted like stale garlic.
  1021. >After making out for a minute he shoved me my backside onto the table.
  1022. >He began running his erection over my vulva with the tip of his penis occasionally needling my tail hole.
  1023.  
  1024. > “Bored of staring at my butt?” I teased
  1025. > "Beyond bored. Ponies your age are so obsessed with your rear ends. You neglect the most titillating part of your sexuality.”
  1026.  
  1027. > He grabbed my teats and smashed them together, he was rough but not in a fun way.
  1028. > “I don’t know why but in all my travels you ponyville mares have the biggest boobs.”
  1029. > "Maybe it's in the food." I giggled
  1030. > "You would know." He replied poking my belly
  1031. > "An apple a day keeps the doctor away, sir."
  1032. > "Everything in moderation Pinkie."
  1033. >I wasn't sure if he was flirting or just being a jerk.
  1034. >He shoved this cock back inside me, his thrusts became slow as he ogled at my tits. I got the feeling he was getting more enjoyment out of playing with my boobs than the actual sex.
  1035. > “It's so unfortunate most of you younger mares stuff baked goods down your gullet like farmyard animals. A bit of a diet and exercise would do wonders for your figure.”
  1036.  
  1037. >Oh Celestia, here we go again.
  1038. > “We used to value class in our mares. Thin, slender mares with long legs and soft, fleshy breasts. Now it seems every stallion wants a pudgy ditz like yourself and breasts are nothing but nubs and a pathetic mound of fat. Look at the figures mares had in the Pre-Celestian era and tell me who looked better.”
  1039.  
  1040.  
  1041. >Was he really giving me a history lesson while we screwed?
  1042. >No wonder his wife is frigid
  1043. >Old ponies are the worst
  1044. > Filthy Rich is well…Filthy Rich! He can get any flavor mare he wants.
  1045. >If he really wanted a slender mare with long legs, why the heck was he fucking me of all ponies?
  1046. >This stallion has a lot of baggage
  1047.  
  1048. >Or maybe I’m just that good at seducing stallions
  1049. >Should I be proud?
  1050. > It’s served me well so far and I was still having lots of fun
  1051.  
  1052. > “Mares today have no idea what stallions want, and that's because stallions don’t know what they want”
  1053. > "Big butts! Everypony likes a mare with a big butt!" I replied
  1054. >Filthy Rich rolled his eyes and pulled his penis out of my box and shoved it between my boobs.
  1055. > He ran his cum covered cock through my tits and resumed his thrusting vigorous
  1056.  
  1057. > “Sadly…my beauty standards are…old fashioned.” He continued
  1058. > “I’m not satisfied by a large rump or a plump stomach. I desire perfection.”
  1059. >Should I break out a violin? A piano? A FUCKING SINGING SAW?
  1060. >No, instead I’ll just say:
  1061. > “You don’t think I’m pretty?” I sniffled
  1062. > “Spare me your tears.” He replied dryly
  1063.  
  1064.  
  1065. > He slid his phallus between my boobs and quickened his pace while and he squeezed them together tightly.
  1066. > “Getting a little rough, aren’t we Mr. Rich?”
  1067. >He started lunging back and forth aggressively, shaking the table and sending dishware smashing to the floor until he finally came, spraying my face and chest with his seed.
  1068. >Some went in my eye but most ended up drizzled across my nose and lips.
  1069. > Yuck
  1070.  
  1071. >Mr. Rich stuck his now flaccid penis back inside of me and started pressing himself inside me very slowly.
  1072. >Was he really going again? This was his third round.
  1073. > I had to end this.
  1074. > "Ummm, Mr Rich I REALLY need that keg for the party, we can always do this again later."
  1075.  
  1076. >He gave me a hard stare as if no pony ever told him no before
  1077. > I could tell he wasn’t happy.
  1078. > I picked myself off the table and grabbed him by his tie, pulling his face an inch from my nose.
  1079. > "My legs are open all week Mr."
  1080. >He blinked a couple times before pushing me back onto the table and pulling his flaccid thingy out of me.
  1081. >He put his suit back on and I got dressed in my bright yellow bra and ocean blue t-shirt.
  1082.  
  1083. > I followed him through his mansion.
  1084. >I found myself in a large spacious hall where he stored his collections of paintings, statues, diamonds and ancient Equestrian artifacts.
  1085. > The ceiling was high and the walls were made of a copper colored stone,
  1086. >It was like being in a museum.
  1087.  
  1088. >At the far end of the room was the keg.
  1089. >An ancient stone dispenser that stood 15ft tall and 25ft across, it was shaped like an old pot with neck high valves around the perimeter.
  1090. >It was an ancient cider keg but had probably been filled with every kind of intoxicating substance known to Ponykind since its construction.
  1091. >Those pre-Equestrian tribes knew how to party.
  1092. > I walked towards it and tapped the side and heard a droning echo ring though the hollow container.
  1093.  
  1094. > “Hey! It isn’t full!”
  1095. > “I never said it was.” Filthy said as he teased his mane in an old mirror.
  1096. >I can’t believe it, He cheated me.
  1097. >Clever old stallion.
  1098. >Sometimes I think I’m actually as dumb as I pretend to be.
  1099. > “Ummm…Mr. Rich sir, I thought that this would be full?”
  1100. >You asked for the keg. I didn't say there was anything in it.”
  1101. > Makes sense…Why would there be anything in it?
  1102. > I really am a ditz
  1103. > Now what was I going to do? My entire plan rested on this stupid container being FULL!
  1104. > I really screwed myself on this one, I hadn't been thinking straight. I needed to get my head back on if I was going to pull off this party trick.
  1105.  
  1106. > He looked at his watch,
  1107.  
  1108. > “I have some business over at the apple farm. I’m looking forward to next time. If you still want the keg get it out of here before my wife comes home or I'll have you arrested for trespassing.”
  1109.  
  1110. > “Okey doki!”
  1111. > "See you at the party, Pinkie.”
  1112. > “See you Mr. Rich! And welcome back to ponyville” I said winking
  1113. >Mr. Rich grabbed his coat and left the room
  1114. > I waved until he shut the door
  1115.  
  1116. > What a piece of work.
  1117. >Lousy, cremogened, mareizing, old grouch.
  1118. >I stared at the container wondering how I was going to move this giant thing to Sugar Cube corner
  1119. >This was certionaly a puzzle
  1120. >I hate puzzles
  1121. >Puzzles are boring
  1122. >I pulled out a notepad of every stallion and emergency service in Ponyville from my mane.
  1123. >I had a ton of blackmail I could cash in on but I also knew a lot of single stallions desperate enough to exchange their services for my “services”
  1124. >The only delivery pony I had in my notebook was Derpy
  1125. > Should I ask her?
  1126. > Nah, she’s probably too busy getting ready for her date with Fluttershy.
  1127. > Those two will make the cutest couple.
  1128. > I wish them luck.
  1129.  
  1130. > I flipped through my notebook.
  1131. >Most of the stallions in town were probably getting ready for the party.
  1132. >I had a mare who was always in need of some bits.
  1133. > “I’ll be right back keg!” I said as I left the house and into town.
  1134. >I headed to a seedy little bar called “Mare Dance.”
  1135.  
  1136. >The pony I was looking for was a down-on-her-luck magician who was now working as a dancer.
  1137. > I made my way through the bar and into the small room behind a curtain.
  1138. > That's when I saw her.
  1139. >Across the room she stood on stage leaning against a stripper pole.
  1140. >Her front legs were crossed and she wore a sour expression wearing fishnets and bunny ears.
  1141. > "I've been on stage for an hour and all you cheap stallions can spare is five bits!"
  1142. > Sounds like Trixie was having one of her fits again
  1143. > four stallions leaned around the stage booing.
  1144.  
  1145. > "Your heckling means nothing to me! You ponies wouldn't know talent if it bit you on the backside!"
  1146. > This was always hard to watch.
  1147. > I decided to intervene before she got herself into trouble again.
  1148. > I threw a bag of bits across the bar, the sack landed on the stage and spilled on her hooves.
  1149. > "How about you take the rest of the day off and come have a drink with me?" I called out
  1150. > Trixies eyes shot to the back of the bar directly at me.
  1151. > "Pinkie!? What do you want?"
  1152. > "I've got a job, you in or not?"
  1153. > "Pinkie, I'm working."
  1154. > "Come on! Have a drink! It's on me."
  1155. >Trixie stuck her tongue out and walked off stage to an apathetic clap.
  1156. > “Bite me!” She snapped to the audience.
  1157.  
  1158. >I draped my hoof over her shoulder and grabbed us both a seat at the bar.
  1159. > "Two glasses of your finest cocktails." I said to the dirty bartender.
  1160.  
  1161. > "Big spender today Pinkie, who's home did you wreck this morning?"
  1162. > Trixie I'm offended! You know I value the discretion of my customers….until they can't afford the luxury of course."
  1163.  
  1164. > “Pure evil. That's what you are Pinkie. Pure evil.”
  1165.  
  1166. > “It was Filthy Rich, he just moved back into town about a month ago and while I was “meeting” with him last week I had the best idea ever!”
  1167.  
  1168. > "You know what? I think I'm going to sit this one out, I have enough in my conscious as it is."
  1169.  
  1170. > She started to get up from her stool but I pulled her back.
  1171.  
  1172. > “Give me a chance, Trixie. Trust me this is a good one. you'll love it!"
  1173.  
  1174. >The bartender returned with two yellow cocktails with two umbrellas resting inside the glasses.
  1175. > “Let me guess, it involves with you sleeping with a married pony?”
  1176. > I nodded while I took a sip of my cocktail
  1177. > “Go on.”
  1178. > "And it has something to do with this party I’ve been hearing about all week."
  1179. > "You're getting warmer!"
  1180. > "I don't know, My only guess is you're gonna sleep with a bunch of married stallions at once and blackmail them all for a ton of bits so you won't tell.”
  1181.  
  1182. > I nodded in agreement, hearing my own plan back to me felt even better than explaining it."
  1183. > "Pinkie…That's not really your plan is it?"
  1184. > “Yep! You got it!”
  1185. > “Pinkie, that's far even for you."
  1186. > "Think of it like fishing, why catch one fish with a line when you can use a net?"
  1187.  
  1188. > "It's amazing! I'm going to get every stallion loaded then seduce them, after the deed is doneThey either have to pay me 1000 bits up front or subscribe to my monthly services. That's why everypony needs a date, so I can see who's dating who and how much they make depending on how expensive they’re dressed. Keep in mind I had been building this party up all week but I haven’t told anypony WHEN it was going to happen.
  1189.  
  1190. > I Couldn't help but giggle, I felt so proud, I really outdone myself with this one.
  1191.  
  1192. "That's why I had Derpy send out the invitations this Morning! We'll see how much money everypony has to spend on a whim!"
  1193.  
  1194. > “Pinkie, sometimes I think about my life choices, the ponies I’ve known…The ponies I’ve slept with and I have trouble sleeping at night. But then I think of you and feel better about myself. Pinkie…You’re actually going to Tartrus for this.”
  1195. > “All fun mares go to Tartrus.”
  1196. >I took a big swig of my drink
  1197. > “So here's the deal I give you twenty five percent of what I make tonight and I'll let you perform at the party and you can keep all the tips and payment you receive from your show.
  1198. > Trixie looked like she was considering it
  1199.  
  1200. > “I don’t know…”
  1201. > “Oh come on! Are you really going to spend all day stripping for these freeloaders? Or do you want to make some serious bits?”
  1202. > “It all just seems so…evil.”
  1203. > “It isn’t evil, just think of it as fishing. Trust me.”
  1204. > Fine, what's the job? I need to move a giant stone keg from Filthy Riches house to Sugar Cube Corner and I need to collect all the alcohol in Ponyville to fill it.”
  1205. > And how are you going to afford all this?
  1206. > “Well you see… Berry Punches husband may or may not be a client of mine.”
  1207. > “You’re the scariest mare I’ve ever met.”
  1208. > “And that's why you love me.”
  1209.  
  1210. Chapter 4: Derpy
  1211. >The lantern rested to my left on an old bench.
  1212. > The light was dim and attracted lots of flies.
  1213. >fourteen to be exact
  1214. >I counted
  1215. >I had draped myself over a pile of hay laying very unmarely like while the machine hummed loudly
  1216. >A pair of cold plastic pumps were placed over my chest and crotchboobs collecting milk from them aggressively.
  1217. > Milk shot through the transparent tubes that were around two meters in length, painting the insides white.
  1218. >From there it was sent into four large steel drums.
  1219. > A loud sloshing sound accompanied a constant hum of the machine was constant
  1220. > I watched the pumps roughly extract the milk and enlarging my nipples forcing them to stretch and puff up beyond their natural size.
  1221. >This entire operation felt wrong
  1222. >About two months ago Applejack had asked if I could produce milk for her and she would compensate me for my time
  1223. >I was at the Ponyville market one morning when she approached me
  1224. >It was the first time I wore my red chest bra in public and I remember being very embarrassed by everypony staring.
  1225. >My bra was soaked and I left puddles everywhere. This was before the sorting room incident and I started using the industrial strength tape so I made a mess everywhere I went.
  1226. >When she first started to milk me it was by hoof.
  1227. >The two of us would sit in the barn and she would press and tug and press on my teats for hours.
  1228.  
  1229. >Applejack and I would always talk when she milked me.
  1230. >She told me about how she defeated Nightmare Moon and Discord with her friends and how she feels Applebloom is growing up too fast.
  1231. >I told her about how I was planning on opening my own delivery service at the time but how hard it would be because being a mix of pegasi and Earth pony was like being a chubby flightless bird.
  1232. >I remember she laughed when I said that but it but it was true
  1233. >being short and chubby instead of tall and strong was like getting the short end of the biological stick
  1234. >I was shorter than most ponies, Applejack being a purebred Earth pony towered over me
  1235.  
  1236. >Applejack told me once that earth ponies don’t get sick very often and that diseases transmitted through intercourse were almost impossible to get but I should also be careful because Earth ponies are the most fertile of the races.
  1237.  
  1238. > I’m not sure who she thought she was talking to because I hadn’t even kissed another pony and I was way past the age to where that was acceptable
  1239. >I guess she assumed the new chest tits would attract stallions.
  1240. > If anything they just avoided me now more than ever.
  1241. >Regardless, Applejack was a kind mare and her intentions were good so I never troubled her with my dating woes
  1242. >Applejack is nice
  1243. >She always asked if I was comfortable and if I was hungry and gave me plates upon plates of puck shaped cookies that I had never seen before.
  1244. >Applejack said they were a “special recipe” but I didn’t find anything special about them
  1245. >Bland is what I would call them
  1246. >But she kept bring them by the plate full so I kept eating them
  1247. >I would never turn down free cookies
  1248. >After hoof milking me for the first couple weeks she said she wanted a “more efficient” way of milking me.
  1249. >I remember the day she bought the machineAnd I was really nervous
  1250. >It was four plastic pumps, attached to four large metal barrels with long tubes
  1251. >Applejack had said she spent a lot of the farms budget on this machine
  1252. >It was loud, uncomfortable and broke down ait was much quicker
  1253. >The plus side was hours of milking turned into a short thirty minute session and I was still getting paid the same
  1254. >The machine was stored in a tiny old barn deep inside Sweet Apple acres.
  1255. >I was told to always lock the door and never open the door for anypony without the password
  1256. >She let me pick the password
  1257. >It was Muffins.
  1258.  
  1259. >Applejack made it very clear that this was to be a secret only shared between me and the Apple family.
  1260. >I’m not sure why I would ever feel the need to brag about having my tits sucked dry by a machine in some smelly old barn.
  1261. >Generally the less ponies know about me the better
  1262. >Usually I Brought something to amuse myself when I got milked but unfortunately I had forgot my bubbles and my word puzzle book at home
  1263. >I watched a pair of flies mate beneath the lantern
  1264. >The sun pierced its way through the small cracks of the cabin but the room was dark and the lantern was the only source of light.
  1265. >I forgot all my activities so I just stared boredly at the lovebugs
  1266. >...
  1267. >They were really going at it
  1268. >...
  1269. > Well, as much as two flies could “go at it” I guess.
  1270. >....
  1271. >It made me think…
  1272. >...
  1273. >Even flies are having sex.
  1274. >And I ‘ve never even been on a date
  1275. >...
  1276. >Sweet Celestia…
  1277. >...
  1278. >I’m going to die a virgin
  1279. >...
  1280. >The two flies finished their business and both flew away through one of the cracks in the barn
  1281. >There was nopony around to talk to
  1282. >Which was probably for the best
  1283. >This was humiliating.
  1284. > The barn had no windows and was hot as a sauna, I probably looked like a hot mess.
  1285. > My Derpy Deliveries uniform went from a pale blue to a dark navy from the sweat, milk and blood.
  1286. > I felt moist all over as beads of sweat poured down my face, under my legs and between the crevasses of my breasts
  1287. >I wiped the sweat from my eye as gently as I could but even the slightest pressure around my injury hurt
  1288. >Blood was smeared on the underside of my hoof after I pulled it away so I was still bleeding a little.
  1289. > Applejack had done a great job patching me up
  1290. >But it still stung
  1291. > I won’t soon forget Applejack’s face when she saw me trotting down the lane towards the barn
  1292. >It was flushed white like a ghost.
  1293. > She said it looked like I had busted the left side of my head open.
  1294. >I told her I fell and hit it on the edge of a nightstand and that it wasn’t that bad
  1295. >That just seemed to upset her more because she immediately dragged me into the farmhouse and poured her extra strength cider over the wound and wrapped a gauze beneath my ears around my head.
  1296. >I didn’t want to tell her that Cloudchaser caused the accident, I didn’t want any trouble
  1297. > But I did tell her I wasn’t going to the hospital
  1298. >Doctors and hospitals petrified me and even if they didn’t it wasn’t like I could afford the hospital bills anyway.
  1299. >Applejack shook her head when I told her I wasn’t going to see a doctor
  1300. >Despite her patch up job It still hurts quite a bit, but I’d gone through worse.
  1301. >The machine ramped up in speed and the pumps were pulling the my teats hard
  1302.  
  1303. > My crotchboobs and chest boobs became very sensitive from the milking, the neverending leaking caused constant arousal.
  1304. >It had to be one of the only positives of having a constant flow of milk streaming from four teats consecutively.
  1305. >It made my heart beat and my mind feel floaty.
  1306. > As the pleasure climbed its way from my teats through my entire body it felt like a million tiny needles of mind numbing pleasure.
  1307. >When I released a lot of milk at once it was like falling backwards into a warm pool and I was one with each drop of water.
  1308. >I was near the edge of an orgasam at all times, it was up to my breasts when I could climax.
  1309. >My breath would quicken and I would feel my face burning and sweat pour down my face
  1310. > I wasn’t sure if it’s healthy to be like this, I had certainly lost a lot of sleep over it. but it was such a heavenly feeling.
  1311.  
  1312. > The machine however was not.
  1313. >It wasn’t painful but it wasn’t pleasant either
  1314. > It was way too fast and made me really dizzy
  1315. > Overall I felt uncomfortable and exhausted.
  1316. >The machine dinged and the vacuums stopped sucking
  1317. >My breasts looked only slightly smaller from when I had started but my tits had been stretched and swollen to an unnatural size
  1318. >I sat up and began tugging on the tube attached to my left chestboob
  1319. >It was almost impossible to get these things off.
  1320. >I pulled as hard as I could with my front and back legs until it flew off with a loud pop
  1321. >My teats had become very tender
  1322. >I don’t think I’ve felt anything as soft as my teats after a milking session
  1323. >It was like poking a wet sponge
  1324. >The only times I didn’t feel anything was after using the machine, it just left my nipples soaked and numb.
  1325.  
  1326. >As I removed the final tube I heard a tapping on the door
  1327. > “Ummm…What's the password?”
  1328. > “Muffins!” The mare beyond the door cheered
  1329. >I could tell by the accent it was Applejack
  1330. > I waddled over to the door and unlocked it.
  1331. >My eyes burned when the door swung open
  1332. >They need time to adjust from being in the dark for so long
  1333. >“All done sugarcube?”
  1334. > “Yeah..” I said rubbing my eyes
  1335. > Applejack handed me a tall glass
  1336. > “You thirsty? I brought you up some cider, thinking you could use it after that accident.”
  1337. >I wasn’t sure if cider was the best thing for me but if it worked at cleaning my outsides it probably was good for insides to so I grabbed the cup and took a big swig.
  1338. > “That's a girl.”
  1339. >Applejack walked past me and into the barn
  1340. > “Four more barrels! Now That's what I like to see!
  1341. >I was too resigned in getting feeling back into my teats but regardless of how much I rubbed them it seemed futile.
  1342. >It usually took around half a hour for them to start up again.
  1343. >“I don't why but
  1344. >Applejack began preparing the drums for transport inside while I poked at my teats
  1345. >“I don’t think you're supposed to get milked like that…I feel really woozy."
  1346. >She shoved her hoof into my cup and fished out an ice cube then she casually pressed it over my right chest boob tit.
  1347. >She pressed her hoof into my breast and rubbed in a large circular motion
  1348. >It stung for a brief moment but I was suddenly hit with a wave of relief.
  1349. >”This should reduce the swelling a bit.”
  1350. > The Apples were a strange bunch
  1351. >“How’s your head feeling darling?”
  1352. > “It’s fine, thanks for patching me up.”
  1353. > “Of course! But you really didn’t explain what happened.”
  1354. > “I told you! I was doing a delivery over at Cloudchasers house and I tripped.”
  1355. > Applejack shook her head “You’ve really got to be more careful.”
  1356. >I lowered my head. I’ve heard ponies say that a million times but this was the first time the accident really wasn’t my fault.
  1357. > “I’m sorry Applejack. I’m just a clumsy mare.” I sighed
  1358. > “You don’t need to be sorry, I just don’t like seeing the ponies I care about hurt.”
  1359. >Applejack removed her hoof from my breast and repeated the same motion over my left nipple
  1360. >I stung but I was more prepared this time
  1361. >The swelling subsided a lot but now my nipple was really cold
  1362. >Applejack seemed to have a remedy for everything
  1363. >I watched her rub the ice over my areola
  1364. > “You’ve always helped me when I got hurt.”
  1365. > “Aww don’t mention it Muffin, if it weren’t me I bet some other pony would have done just the same.”
  1366. > “I was a bad filly.” I muttered
  1367. > “You weren’t bad…Just curious”
  1368. > “My dad told me he kept me on leash as a filly because I would always wander off.”
  1369. > “Your dad was character.” Applejack chuckled
  1370. > “My dad was nice.”
  1371. > “He was very nice. Everything he did, he did for you.”
  1372. > “And my mom?”
  1373. > “I remember her being a very pleasant mare as well.”
  1374. > “Was she pretty?”
  1375. >Applejack laughed even harder
  1376. > “Now you gotta remember that I was still young back then too, I can't remember seeing your mom on more than one occasion.”
  1377. > “I wish I had a picture of her.”
  1378. >Applejack pushed my mane out of my face, I could tell she was trying to be as careful as possible.
  1379. > “Well…I may not remember her myself but I had heard that she was a very pretty mare, with bright golden eyes, a shimmering gray coat and a bright blonde mane atop her head.”
  1380. > I couldn’t help but smile
  1381. > My mom sounded beautiful
  1382. > Applejack dropped the ice back into my drink
  1383. > “Do you remember when your dad dropped you off at the farm one morning and the two us us went picking blueberries?”
  1384. > “I remember doing that a lot.”
  1385. > “Well this particular time was my first day foalsitting you. We walked down into the valley and plopped ourselves deep inside the bushes. I instructed you that we had to fill the baskets and bring them back to granny Smith, you nodded and we got to work collecting berries.
  1386. > We hadn’t been there for ten minutes and you had eaten an entire elderberry bush behind my back thinking you were sneaking blueberries.”
  1387. > “I never did that!” I laughed
  1388. > “Yeah you did! Your face was covered in berries and you had the guiltiest face.
  1389. > I was sure you were a goner. I filly eating an entire elderberry bush was fatal”
  1390. “So I pulled you out of the shrubs and ran home as fast as I could with you on my back. I ran around the house looking for medicine like a mad pony while you ate all the blueberries I picked! You trotted over to me with the empty basket in your mouth asking if we could go pick more.”
  1391. >Applejack chuckled “I knew from that moment you had a good bit of earth pony in ya, because no pure blood pegasi could have eaten all those berries and lived.”
  1392. > I couldn’t help but laugh along with her.
  1393. >Applejack was always so nice to me
  1394. > Why do you bring this up?”
  1395. > “Well…It seems things might be changing around here.”
  1396. > Applejack leaned her back against the barn and paused for a long moment.
  1397.  
  1398. > “Before your father passed he asked me if I could look out for you, make sure you stayed safe and out of trouble and I get the feeling that you haven’t been all that happy recently. I don’t want to worry you but I just got outta a real tough conversation with a very unfriendly pony and the farm might be in danger.”
  1399. >Applejack stared into space for a long moment.
  1400.  
  1401. “I don’t want to get into the details but if worst comes to worst the family will have to move down south to Appaloosa with my cousin…But if it does happen I don’t want to leave any loose ends here in town. I made a promise to your father and I plan on keeping it but you need to be honest with me.”
  1402. > “Of course Applejack.”
  1403. > “When you look in the mirror are you happy with yourself, are you happy being Derpy Hooves?”
  1404. > “Applejack…”
  1405. > “I only ask because I’ve noticed you’ve changed a great deal since…well, for a while now…I’m just a little concerned is all.”
  1406. > “I’m fine Applejack, really I am.”
  1407. >Applejack put her hoof over my mouth.
  1408. > “I want to know if Derpy Deliveries will make you happy. If I have to leave I don’t want to feel guilty about leaving you unhappy.”
  1409. >The two of us shared a long and intimate pause,
  1410. > I wasn’t sure if I would ever be happy. How could I be happy when all my friends keep leaving me?
  1411. > I forced myself to smile and I placed my hoof over her shoulder
  1412. “I’m a delivery mare...I’m happy as long as their is mail to deliver.”
  1413. > “Your father would be mighty proud of you.”
  1414. > I really miss my dad.
  1415. > And I’m already starting to miss Applejack even though she wasn’t even gone
  1416. >I couldn’t imagine Ponyville without Sweet apple acres
  1417. >First the mine closed now the farm
  1418. >What was happening?
  1419. > “I’m heading down to the party with Rainbow tonight and I hope to see you there with some pony who you really care about.”
  1420.  
  1421. > “Of course…I’ll see you there.”
  1422. >Applejack looked sad, which made me feel really sad.
  1423. > “Welp, I’ve gotta get back to it, I’ll see you later.”
  1424. > I nodded my head and made my way down the hill
  1425. > I’m not sure how Applejack did it, she kept her head held high even when she looked so sad.
  1426. >I stared at the view from atop the hill
  1427. >Canterlot perched on a mountain in the far distance, past the rolling green hills, forests and apple trees.
  1428. >Westwardly I could see my house if I looked hard enough, past the forest and surrounded by the old village in was a small home with a red roof with a hole in it
  1429. >It looked so hollow from up here
  1430. >Everything seemed so big, and I felt so, so small.
  1431.  
  1432. >I felt strangely present, not even the sound of my own voice rang through my head like it usually did, just the sound of the wind wiping across the valley.
  1433.  
  1434. > I made my way down the hill and through the apple field
  1435. > My back was already starting to get a little sore and I could feel my teats refuling with fresh milk
  1436. > I wonder when Twilight’s potion was going to start to take effect.
  1437. >They never filled this fast before and I was worried that she may have messed up the potion somehow.
  1438.  
  1439. >I spotted an old oak with a large root protruding from the base of the tree
  1440. >It was much different from all the other trees in the farm that were all uniform in size and structure.
  1441.  
  1442. > I laid next to the tree, leaning my back against the large root.
  1443. > Even though I lived alone I never appreciated the peace of silence
  1444. >The wind blew through the trees causing the leaves to erupt in chatter
  1445. >Nature is really calming.
  1446.  
  1447. >...
  1448. > I’m not going to the party,
  1449. > It was clear no pony wants to be with me.
  1450. > I belong at home making muffins and doing word searches.
  1451. > Today was not a good day, I finally know what it means to be Derpy Hooves.
  1452. >My breasts started to leak and my head was engulfed in a warm dizzying pleasure.
  1453. >I closed my eyes and started to feel sleepy
  1454.  
  1455.  
  1456. Chapter 5: Twilight
  1457.  
  1458. > I stood paralyzed in front of the Motel door, standing in a puddle of…Something.
  1459. > I didn’t want to think about it.
  1460. > My joints were unusually stiff and I felt anxious for the first time in a long time.
  1461. >I was beginning to wonder if this was the right thing to do.
  1462. > This wasn't going to be easy.
  1463. > “You don’t have to do this. I bet Derpy still hasn't found a date." Spike said
  1464. > “She'll be fine. Stop trying to make me feel guilty."
  1465. > "So you do feel guilty!"
  1466. > I finally got the nerve to knock, though it was mostly so I could escape having this conversation again.
  1467. > "This has nothing to do with guilt. I need a date to get into the party so I can find a friendship problem to write about. Simple as that."
  1468. > "And you would rather go with Cloudchaser than with Derpy?"
  1469. > "Who wouldn't!? Derpy would annoy me all night whereas Cloudchaser will probably drink herself into a coma thirty minutes into the party.
  1470. > I honestly wasn’t at all looking forward to spending time with Cloudchaser.
  1471. > She was a rotten mare whose company was far from pleasant.
  1472. >The only thing worse than her personality was her body odor.
  1473. > But I refused to admit I felt guilty or that I messed up that potion. Especially to Spike and double for Derpy.
  1474. > "Do you really want to be as selfish as everypony says you are? Because this entire thing is just you trying to avoid your problems.”
  1475. >I knocked on the door harder
  1476. "Cloudchaser open up!"
  1477. > “You hate Cloudchaser! This isn't like you at all. If you just told Derpy you were sorry..”
  1478. > "Well maybe I'm not Spike! I’m not sorry about anything I did to that mare, now can you please stop asking!?”
  1479. > Spike put his claw over his face and shook his head, pinching the bridge of his nose.
  1480. > The sound of clinking bottles erupted beyond the door.
  1481. > I felt like I was digging myself a hole I couldn’t get out of.
  1482. > “Twilight…I think I followed you though this lie long enough. I’m gonna go home, good luck with whatever you're trying to accomplish here.”
  1483. > I watched as he walked down the stairs
  1484. > “Spike…Spike! SPIKE! get back here!”
  1485.  
  1486. > Fine.
  1487. > I don’t need him anyway
  1488. > I have this completely under control.
  1489. > The door swung open and Cloudchaser emerged almost falling out of her room
  1490. > “No…Solicitation..” She burped
  1491. >how charming
  1492.  
  1493.  
  1494.  
  1495. > “Ummm…Afternoon Cloudchaser, how are you doing this lovely evening?”
  1496. > The mare leaned against the doorframe, her eyes crossed and blinking out of sync with each other as her legs wobbled
  1497. > “Twilight? What in Equestria are you doing here?”
  1498. > “Funny story, I had totally spaced out and lost track of time, so I was wondering if you would like to go with me as a date?”
  1499. >Cloudchaser stopped swaying and squinted her bloodshot eyes
  1500. > “You want to go to the party with me? But what about…I thought…Derpy was here and said…”
  1501. >Cloudchaser’s face lit up and she started to laugh like a crazy pony.
  1502. > “Wait…You don't actually have a date? You’re such a bitch!”
  1503. > Cloudchaser fell into the doorframe and slammed her hoof against her door repeatedly as she cried in laughter.
  1504. > “Twilight! I expected better of you! Honestly I did!"
  1505. >What in Equestria was I getting myself into…
  1506.  
  1507. > !Of course I would like to go with you!”
  1508. > She leaned in close and whispered
  1509. > “But I think we should talk inside.”
  1510. > I watched her stumble through her room. Upon entering I was met with the most wicked stench of booze, the disrepair of her room was beyond disgusting
  1511. > “Who would have thought I would be so lucky!”
  1512. >Cloudchaser cheered collapsing onto the bed, her nightstand and carpet was stained with blood
  1513. >What in Equestria happened here?
  1514. > I was too overwhelmed by the filth of the room to concentrate.
  1515. >Cloudchaser picked herself up and opened a bottle of hard cider
  1516. > “I thought you already had a date?” She asked
  1517. > “Why would you think that”? I asked, covering my nose
  1518. > “Derpy paid me a visit today, she was crushed that she didn’t have a date for the party…She told me that you called her a freak, you also told her you already had a date.”
  1519. > “Hey! I never called her that…I just meant that it would be a little strange seeing two ponies who barely know each other going on a “date” together.”
  1520.  
  1521. > “Good on you Twilight, From one teatlet to another I just wanna say that I never liked that little weirdo! Plus those tits you gave her? Fantastic! That little piece of work has been a thorn in my side since flight school."
  1522. > “Yeah…Those boobs certionaly are something… “
  1523. > “You know the best part? She really looks up to you. Heck she thinks the two of you are best of friends!"
  1524. > "Please, the two of us aren’t friends.”
  1525. > “That's a shame…I wonder what she would do if she found out you lied about having a date. I bet it would break her little heart.”
  1526.  
  1527. > I felt my horn spark, nervous energy ran through me like lightning.
  1528. > “You aren’t going to tell her are you?”
  1529. > Not if you comply.”
  1530. > “Comply? What do you want?”
  1531. > Cloudchaser chuckled “It’s obvious Twilight, I want tits! Boobas! Big bazomabaloobas!”
  1532. > Of course what else was I good for in the eyes of these ponies.
  1533.  
  1534. >“And not that freak show potion you gave Derpy. I want giant gorgeous breats that hang between my legs like a proper mare. And if you don’t give me what I want, I’ll tell Derpy that you lied to her.”
  1535. >Blackmail? How despicable could a pony be? A controversy like this could set me back years. >I've spent too many years writing silly friendship letters to have Celestia replace me.
  1536.  
  1537. >I could tell she wasn't bluffing, she's clearly a mare with nothing to lose.
  1538. >As much as I wanted to storm out and just give up on writing the letter, I couldn't risk it.
  1539. > “Fine, I'll give you a breast expansion potion. But no matter how big I make your tits You'll always be an insecure, sad and lonely teatlet in your heart."
  1540. > Cloudchaser took a swig of wine.
  1541. > “Twilight. When we’re done, you’ll be the only teatlet in town.."
  1542.  
  1543. Chapter 6: Derpy
  1544.  
  1545. >My eyes fluttered and yawned
  1546. >I felt something prodding my breast.
  1547. >I turned to my left and saw Applebloom and her friends poking my boobs with a stick
  1548. >Startled, my eyes shot open and I jumped into panic mode
  1549. > "What are you three doing!"
  1550. > I quickly tried to cover myself by draping my leg over my tits the best I could.
  1551.  
  1552.  
  1553. > They didn't answer and continued to poke me with bewildered expressions.
  1554. >"I don't think it ever stops coming out." Sweetie Belle said curiously
  1555. > “Maybe poke harder?” Scootaloo replied
  1556. > "Are you foals crazy!?" I yelled
  1557. >I swiped the stick from Applebloom and tossed it aside.
  1558. > “What are you fillies doing poking a sleeping mare like that? Don't you have any manners?"
  1559.  
  1560. >"Sorry Mrs. Derpy but Oh! Fluttershy's been looking for you, she sent us on a mission to find you and we did! Cutie Mark Crusaders missing pony squad!"
  1561. > They proceeded to give a high hoof each other.
  1562. > “What does she want?” I asked rubbing my eye
  1563. > “She says she didn’t get her mail today.”
  1564. > Will this day ever end?
  1565. >I put my bra back on which was stained in blood sweat and milk.
  1566. > "You look like you had a hard day."
  1567. > "I don't want to talk about it."
  1568. >I grabbed my mailbag and went through each pocket of my mail bag
  1569. > And just like Celestias sun hung in the sky there was Fluttershy’s mai,l tucked in the bottom of my bag
  1570.  
  1571. > “Rainy Days." I grumbled
  1572. >I told her not to stick things in that pocket, it was for early arrivals only.
  1573. > "Whatever! I'll drop it off at the post office tomorrow. I'm done with deliveries."
  1574. >I stood up and wobbled my way home. My breasts felt heavier than ever.
  1575. > “Um…Mrs. Derpy, are you okay? Yer walking real funny.”
  1576. > “I know."
  1577. > “Applejack says you make milk.” Applebloom said
  1578. > “My mom said that you drank a weird potion!” Sweetie Belle added
  1579. > “I don’t have any parents!” Scootaloo giggled
  1580.  
  1581. > "Yes, Twilight gave me a potion." I grumbled
  1582. > "That's one weird potion." Applebloom said
  1583. > "It is.”
  1584. > "Why are you being so quiet Mrs. Derpy?"
  1585. > "Because no matter how hard I try I can't do anything right and ponies always stare at me because of my eyes or my chest or because they think I'm dumb and I just want to go home and die."
  1586. > "Wow, you're really sad."
  1587. > "When I die I want it to be a stunt!"
  1588. Scootaloo said
  1589. >"When I die I want it to be with a husband of thirty years, he'll have a French accent and smell like caramel." Sweietie Belle said with hugging herself
  1590. > These fillies are weird.
  1591.  
  1592. > "Well when I die.."
  1593. > "Stop it! No pony here wants to die." I yelled
  1594. > "But you just said…"
  1595. > "It's a grown up thing, you'll understand when you're older."
  1596. > "We’ll want to die when we get older? You're a funny mare Mrs. Derpy!"
  1597. > "Can you three just leave me alone. Don't you have crusading to do or something?"
  1598.  
  1599. > “Why aren’t you going to deliver Fluttershy’s package?” Sweetie Belle asked
  1600. > Yeah, Whats wrong Derpy? Usually your so happy.”
  1601. > “Well…I'm kinda sad is all… I think I’m going to quit Delivering mail.”
  1602. > “But isn’t that your special talent?”
  1603. > I turned to my flank, it was seven bubbles. I never understood what they meant.
  1604. > “I don’t know what special talent is…I just know that I mess everything up…And I don’t even think I’m that good of a mailmare.”
  1605. > “Why do you think that?”
  1606. > “I’ve delivered mail for almost six years. It was the one thing I could do and I was fired. I’ve delivered almost everything and I always find a way to mess it up.”
  1607. > “Have you ever delivered a baby?” Scootaloo asked
  1608. > “No…I haven’t even…”
  1609. > “Scootaloo! stop being ridiculous! Only storks do that!” Applebloom scolded
  1610. > "Oh yeah!" Scootaloo giggled
  1611.  
  1612.  
  1613.  
  1614. > Sweetie Belle tugged at my mailbag and examined my pins "You’ve always been the best mailmare in town. Rain, wind, snow, We never had a late delivery when you worked at the post office. “
  1615. > “You're one the nicest and prettiest mares in town. You just need a little help!."
  1616. > Did I mishear?
  1617. >Did Applebloom just say I was pretty?
  1618. > “You..think I’m…pretty?”
  1619. > “You have very pretty eyes.” Applebloom nodded
  1620. > “And I think yer a great mail pony.”
  1621. > “No...I’m a bad pony…I’m not good at anything even when I try my hardest…”
  1622. > “You know what I think? I think you should stop delivering boring old letters and deliver things you like! What else are you good at besides being a mailmare?"
  1623. > "Nothing…I'm not good at anything."
  1624.  
  1625. > Apple Bloom grabbed my ears and pulled it to her face.
  1626. > "Well that just ain't true! What do you really like to do more than anything in Equestria?"
  1627.  
  1628. > "Well…I like to bake muffins."
  1629. > "You should do that then! Ponyville already has a post office but it doesn't have a muffin mare!"
  1630. > I couldn’t believe it but Applebloom was starting to make sense.
  1631. > A muffin delivery service. It was the kind of idea only a filly could come up with.
  1632. > It was genius.
  1633. > "I think you'd be great at it! I'm sure everypony in town would love em!"
  1634. > "It sounds great Applebloom …but I don't even know where I'd start."
  1635. > Applebloom reached into my mailbag and pulled out Fluttershys package.
  1636. > "I think Derpy Deliveries has one more delivery to make."
  1637.  
  1638. > I grabbed Applebloom and hugged her as tight as I could.
  1639. > “You Apples have a special talent. “
  1640. > “What would that be?” She giggled
  1641. > “You’ve always make me feel like family"
  1642. > I looked up and saw the sun perched over Canterlot.
  1643. > “I don't think I can make it to Fluttershy on time, it'll take me all afternoon to get across town."
  1644.  
  1645.  
  1646. > “Well…I wouldn’t just say this to anypony, but I have a scooter for sale if you're interested.” Scootaloo whispered
  1647. > I had never driven a scooter before but it would really help my back.
  1648. >I assume if a filly could drive a scooter, I certainly could.
  1649. > I turned to Scootaloo
  1650. > “Show me the scooter.”
  1651. > Scootaloo’s wings fluttered as she hopped in excitement
  1652. > “Sure thing Mrs. Derpy!”
  1653.  
  1654. > We finally made it to Scootaloo’s garage, it was a cluttered old storage unit with scooters of many different colors and styles wall to wall.
  1655.  
  1656. > She showed me around showing off her all her favorite scooters
  1657.  
  1658. > She probably had a collection of over a hundred scooters all from different companies, models and years.
  1659. >Her collection was probably worth more than my entire house.
  1660. > I was starting to feel a little upset that a filly was richer than me.
  1661.  
  1662. > “Where the heck do you get the bits to make all this stuff?”
  1663.  
  1664. > “I repair and sell scooters.”
  1665.  
  1666. > Scootaloo led me to the back of the garage where an old blue and orange scooter rested against’t the wall.
  1667. >It was rusty a d had looked like it had seen a lit of accidents.
  1668.  
  1669. > “This is the one I’m selling, I call it “The Rainboom 3000.”
  1670. > “Yep…I built this baby when I was only a filly.” She said while smugly admiring her hoof
  1671. > "You are a filly."
  1672.  
  1673. > Scootaloo leaned on the scooters handles “You can have, but do you think your awesome enough to ride it.”
  1674. > I rolled my eye, “Scootaloo…”
  1675. > Sweetie Belle and Applebloom started to giggle but tried to conceal their laughter under their hooves.
  1676.  
  1677. > “It can go sixty miles per hour, has a comfy cotton seat and has a break that sometimes works.”
  1678.  
  1679. > The scooter was filly sizedwhich wasn't much of a problem since I was only a couple hairs taller than a filly. I just hope it can support my weight.
  1680.  
  1681. > “Scootaloo. How much do you want for it?”
  1682.  
  1683. > “Fifty bits.”
  1684.  
  1685. > I opened my mail bag and searched but came incredibly short.
  1686.  
  1687. > “I only have twenty five.”
  1688.  
  1689. > “Done!” Scootaloo snatched the bits out of my hoof and began rolling the scooter outside for me.
  1690.  
  1691. > For some reason I felt like I got ripped off.
  1692.  
  1693. > Once outside Scootaloo showed me how to operate the accelerator and the brake
  1694.  
  1695. > “Now, be very careful, don’t overrun the engine and always look where you’re going….You can do that right?"
  1696. > "I'm not blind."
  1697. Scootaloo gave it a quick shine with a greasy old towel.
  1698.  
  1699. > “You should be all set Mrs. Derpy, be safe out there."
  1700.  
  1701. > hopped on the scooter and sped off
  1702.  
  1703. >The scooter hummed and clamored down the street as it spat black smoke from the exhaust. Fuel leaked from a hole on the side of the engine.
  1704.  
  1705. >It was a junker but it was faster than hobbling all the way across town and I could use the handlebars to rest my breasts giving my neck a well deserved break.
  1706.  
  1707.  
  1708. Chapter 7: Pinkie
  1709.  
  1710. >Trixie was able to move the keg to Sugar Cube corner with her magic while I went over to Berry's shop to collect as much product as possible.
  1711. Trixie and I sat on top of the keg pouring the alcohol into the large hole in the top.
  1712.  
  1713. > "This is going to taste so gross."
  1714. Trixie said, dumping a bottle of wine down the hole.
  1715. >I cracked open a couple bottles and tipped then upside down.
  1716. >Filling this was going to take a very long time.
  1717. > A rumble erupted from the loud from inside the bakery making us both jump.
  1718.  
  1719. >"What in Equestria could make a noise like that?" Trixie asked
  1720. >Oh no.
  1721. > I jumped to my hooves and trotted to the ladder
  1722. > “Trixie! I’ll be back! Just keep filling the keg and DON’T drink any of the wine!”
  1723.  
  1724. >I trotted to my bedroom grabbing a couple sandwiches from the fridge on my way up the stairs, I swung my door open and was immediately hit with a loud grumble.
  1725.  
  1726. >Marble laid in bed with a huge distended stomach
  1727. > “Heya Marble, how do you feel?”
  1728. > She pointed to her large extended belly that was rumbling loudly .
  1729. > I approached her bedside
  1730. > “I brought you up a couple peanut and jelly sandwiches.”
  1731. >She swiped them from my hoof and began munching on them like she hadn’t eaten in days.
  1732. > “Sorry I was away so much today, I had to decorate for the party, then I went our for a bit now I'm filling a fifteen foot keg with wine."
  1733. >Marble raised her eyebrow, obviously confused
  1734. > “Mmhmp.” She nodded woth a mouth full of food.
  1735.  
  1736. > “But don’t worry! I’ll have enough bits by the end of the night to buy you an entire buffet.”
  1737. >Marble smiled and nodded while stuffing her face
  1738. > “Do you need anything? Fluff your pillows? Maybe some tea?”
  1739. > Marble shook her head “no”
  1740. > “I promise, by the end of the night that we won’t have to worry about bits for a long, long while and maybe we can finally fill that greedy belly of yours.”
  1741. > Marble smiled and kissed me on the forehead before laying her head back down on the pillow
  1742. >It pained me to see her like this. One day she just got really hungry and ate all the food at the rock farm.
  1743.  
  1744.  
  1745. >No matter how much she ate, her hunger could never be satisfied.
  1746. >It had gotten so bad that mom and dad had to send her off to live with me.
  1747. >She finished the sandwiches and fell back on her pillow.
  1748.  
  1749. > I asked Twilight, Zecora and every doctor in Ponyville if they knew what was wrong, But no pony knew.
  1750. > I tucked her in, covering her chubby belly with the blanket
  1751. > “I promise, I’ll find a way to make you better.”
  1752. > Her stomach gurgled loudly again
  1753. > “Well, I’ve gotta go…Big party tonight but I'll be around if you need me."
  1754. >I walked backwards towards until I was out the door and shut it as gently as I could
  1755. >Poor Marble. If only there was some kind of potion or spell that could fix her.
  1756.  
  1757.  
  1758.  
  1759. Chapter 8: Derpy
  1760. > I arrived at Fluttershy’s cottage, after hopping off the scooter and rushed up the stairs through the garden.
  1761. > My teats jiggling from each step making all sorts of sloshing noises, they were incredibly firm
  1762. > When I finally reached the door I started to knock as fast I could and started to yell from the doorstep.
  1763. >“FluttershyI’msosorryIthinkyourlettergotmixedupinthesortingthismorningandIwasn’tthereandRainyDaysputyourletterintomybagI’msosorryanidI…”
  1764. >I felt Fluttershy’s hoof cover my mouth
  1765. > "You're being hysterical again." She laughed
  1766. > She moved her hoof from my face and I exhaled deeply
  1767. > "Sorry…"
  1768. > She brushed my mane from my face
  1769. > “What happened?”
  1770. > “I fell.”
  1771. > “Does it hurt?”
  1772. > “Not too bad…I’ve had worse.”
  1773. > Fluttershy shook her head “Oh…What am I going to do with you?”
  1774. > She grabbed my hoof and gently pulled me inside.
  1775.  
  1776. > I followed close toward the couch trying not to step on her boobs that were dragging along the floor behind her.
  1777. > Fluttershy was a physical anomaly, she had the biggest breasts I had ever seen and was quite large, especially for a pegasus.
  1778. >Her boobs were so large in fact that she almost never left her cottage because of them.
  1779.  
  1780.  
  1781. > “I thought you found a date and forgot all about me!” Fluttershy said as she grabbed a couple glasses off the shelf.
  1782. > “I asked Twilight and Cloudchaser but they didn’t want to go with me...I don’t think I’m dating material.”
  1783. > “Maybe you just weren’t looking in the right places.”
  1784. >Once we reached the couch I plopped myself across from her as she poured wine into the glasses.
  1785. > "This was Berry's very last bottle. Pinkie had bought all of her wine for a big party tonight."
  1786. > I just nodded, staring into my glass "It sounds like fun party. "
  1787.  
  1788. > Fluttershy ripped open her package, her face beamed with excitement "Oh my! It looks like my Equestrian Geographic magazine! I didn’t expect it."
  1789.  
  1790. > "I thought that's why you called me over.”
  1791. > Fluttershy held the magazine up to her chest and hugged it
  1792. > “I bet if everypony knew just how dedicated you were to your deliveries, more ponies would sign up to Derpy Deliveries.”
  1793.  
  1794. > I pulled my legs out of my bra and fell backwards onto the couch and began to pull Fluttershy was the only pony I felt comfortable around when it came to my breasts, she said they made me look sexy, I couldn't see anything appealing about them.
  1795. > “sounds like you had a really bad day.”
  1796.  
  1797. > “Everyday is a bad day when you have tits hanging from places they aren’t supposed to.
  1798. > "How do they feel today?"
  1799. > "Fuller than usual. Twilight finally made me a potion but I don't think it worked, they feel heavier than ever. I went to get milked at Applejacks and they barely shrunk."
  1800. >Fluttershy leaned towards me
  1801.  
  1802. > "They still look really full…I can milk you if you like
  1803. > "It's fine."
  1804. > "Are you sure? You always feel better after you release a little."
  1805. > "Fluttershy they're always full…I don’t know how it’s even possible."
  1806.  
  1807.  
  1808. > Fluttershy reached under my front legs and picked me up then wrapped me in her hooves, cradling me like she would one of her animal friends.
  1809. >I felt like a fish in the jaws of a shark. I don’t think Fluttershy realizes how small she made me when she pulled me around like a doll
  1810. > She rocked back and forth for a couple moments hugging me tightly
  1811. > It felt nice to be hugged, Fluttershy always knew how to cheer a pony up.
  1812.  
  1813. > She loosened her grip and place her hoof over one of my nipples.
  1814. >"What are you doing?”
  1815. > “I’m going to destress you. Just lay back and relax.”
  1816. > “Fluttershy, I'm fine; really I am."
  1817. > She placed her hoof over my mouth
  1818. > "shhh…Let me help you."
  1819. Fluttershy dragged her hoof down my chest and towards my nipple and began rubbing the tip of her hoof over my teat in a slow circular motion.
  1820.  
  1821. > "Does that feel nice?”
  1822. > "Y-yeah..”
  1823. > "I bet having such tender breasts is a real pain. One tiny squeeze and you're instantly on the edge of climax.”
  1824.  
  1825. > Fluttershy squeezed my breast and I closed my eyes as the orgasmic pins and needles sensation crawled across my boobs in intense waves.
  1826.  
  1827. > "Fluttershy…if you keep doing that I'm going to make a big mess."
  1828. >My areolas were dark and veiny, my nipple stood erect as I watched Fluttershy flick it then subsequently collect the fresh milk from the base of my nipple.
  1829. >The way Fluttershy delicately teased me made me squirm.
  1830. >Fluttershy collected a small amount of milk in her hoof and held it a couple centimeters from my face.
  1831. >I was so close and wanted to release so badly
  1832. > “Why’d you stop!?” I cried
  1833. > “Lick.”
  1834. > “I glanced back at her hoof, the milk was unusually sticky and clung to Fluttershy’s hoof like paste.
  1835. > “That's weird…” I muttered to myself
  1836.  
  1837. >I stuck my tongue out as far as I could and pressed it against her hoof then I slowly ran it upward until I reached the tip of her frog.
  1838. > “That tickles!” She squeaked
  1839. >Fluttershy pulled her hoof away and placed it over my throbbing teat
  1840. > “How did it taste?”
  1841. > “A little creamy.” I replied licking my lips, I could feel the thick milk painting the sides of my mouth and dangling inside my mouth.
  1842. >It tasted unusually salty.
  1843.  
  1844. >She placed her hoof over my teat and rubbed the very edge of my nipple back and forth.
  1845. > I bit my tongue as I rolled my hips in aggressive circles in her grip
  1846. > Fluttershy stared with the look of absolute complacence, her eye lids were low, she had a tiny smile tucked beneath her nose.
  1847. > “Are you ready?” she whispered
  1848. > I nodded quickly as sweat rolled down my face.
  1849. > “Yes.”
  1850. > Fluttershy pressed down, I felt the milk escaping my breast aggresivly
  1851. > My face tensed up and I closed my eyes, soon my body went limp as the tingling of the orgasmic release overwhelmed me.
  1852. >I felt a warm orgasam starting from the fringe of my teat expanding across my body in pulsating waves.
  1853. > milk rushed from my teats and leaked down from the breasts onto my stomach, around my fleshy barrel and down my crotch.
  1854. >The milk was a thick warm blanket pouring out of me uncontrollably.
  1855. > When I caught my breath I opened my eyes
  1856. > Fluttershy’s leg, chest and stomach was splashed with a combination of thick creamy milk and regular liquid milk.
  1857. > “Do you feel better now?” She cooed
  1858. >I nodded and pulled her leg over my stomach
  1859.  
  1860. > “So tell me, what's the problem?”
  1861. > “Pinkie says I need a date if I want to go to the party but no pony wants to go with me. I didn’t even want to go at first…But now it feel like nopony even wants me there…I should just go home and drink myself into a coma."
  1862. > Fluttershy gave me a worried look
  1863. > "A milk coma I mean."
  1864. > She laughed and rubbed my stomach "You'll give yourself a tummy ache, silly."
  1865. > Fluttershy flicked my mane from my face being cautious of my injury
  1866. > She was so gentle with everything she did.
  1867.  
  1868. > “You’re really good at milking…”
  1869. > “I’ve had some practice.” She purred
  1870. > We both fell silent and I closed my eyes, feeling sleepy.
  1871. > "Well…if you date for the party I'll go with you."
  1872. > My eyes flickered open
  1873. > "But you hate parties."
  1874. > She downed her wine glass then immediately started pouring herself another cup.
  1875. > "I do…But I haven't been to a party in a very long time so maybe I’m better now. And I've never gone to one with you before.”
  1876. > “Fluttershy…You really don't have to do that.”
  1877. > "No, I think I should. Derpy deliveries is a partnership. Our partnership.”
  1878. > “Well if you go you’ll need to get a dress.” I added
  1879. >Fluttershy downed her glass of wine “That shouldn’t be a problem. Rarity has made me lots of dresses over the years.”
  1880.  
  1881.  
  1882. > “What are you planning on wearing?” She asked
  1883. >“Probably just my red bra.I didn’t have much in the way of fashionable clothes, especially nothing to cover my breasts."
  1884. >"You really are silly." She chuckled
  1885. “You can’t wear that, it barely fits and you'll leak everywhere! You need something pretty.”
  1886. >”Pretty? But I don’t own anything pretty.”
  1887. > “I’m sure I can convince Rarity to design something for you. She can make really great dresses with the right motivation.”
  1888. > "I don't want to bother her."
  1889. >Fluttershy started rubbing the edge of her hoof over the tip of my nipple in a slow careful motion.
  1890.  
  1891. >“You don’t want to look bad on our first date do you?”
  1892. > "Right, our first date." I chuckled
  1893. >The two of us sat in silence while flicking my nipple with the tip of her hoof.
  1894. > I pulled myself upwards and sunk my face into the fluff of her chest and wrapped my legs around her the best I could.
  1895. > “You’re the best friend a pony could have” I whispered
  1896. > “The best of friends…” Fluttershy replied softly
  1897.  
  1898. > Fluttershy locked me in her hooves, I felt her warm breath hitting my ear and the rhythm of her heartbeat. Her slow, timid breathing made her chest rise and fall in a soothing pattern.
  1899. >I dug my face deep inside her soft, silky fur that smelled like daffodils.
  1900.  
  1901. > She started to run her hoof through my mane and stroke my thigh, with a reach extending from the top of my leg to bottom of my rump.
  1902. > “You’re always invited to stay in the Cottage with me if you like. I don’t think it’s healthy to live in that old house all by yourself."
  1903. > “Its ok Fluttershy, I like my house.” I replied snuggling myself deeper into her warmth
  1904.  
  1905. Chapter 9: Twilight
  1906.  
  1907. > My desk was covered in books new and old pretraing to magic, sorcery, science and biology.
  1908. >I wasn't sure what I was doing but it didn't feel natural.
  1909. >But, if I wanted to hear the end of this I had to make this potion perfectly.
  1910. >I feel like the ponies around here think I'm some kind of fix for all whatever problem they have.
  1911. >I’m not some not a conjurer of cosmetic enhancements I studied under the princess herself!
  1912. > I clenched the book in my hooves as hard as I could as the brew in the cauldron adjacent to me bubbled violently.
  1913.  
  1914. > “All these books are boring!” Cloudchaser whined while she pursued the bookshelf next to my bedside.
  1915. > “Well they aren’t yours so don’t touch them!”
  1916. > “Hello..what's this?” Cloudchaser snickered
  1917. > “Magic for earth ponies and virgins like “you?”
  1918. >I felt my heart skip, how did that get in there? That book was private.
  1919.  
  1920. >Cloudchaser flipped open the book and started to laugh
  1921. > “This book is just pictures of pony’s behinds!”
  1922. > If I knew how to send ponies to the moon she would be the first pony I would send
  1923. > Never have I met a mare more arrogant and rude in all my life.
  1924. > “Twilight owns a smut book! Twilight owns a smut book!” She sang
  1925. > "Shut up! Those are for study!"
  1926. > Then why are the pages all wet and sticky? You know these books are illegal right? I could tel l on you!"
  1927. > “Cloudchaser…” I growled trying to hold back my anger
  1928. > "Don’t worry Twilight, we all have our secrets, you of all ponies know about that."
  1929. > “I hope I make a potion so powerful you tits explode!”
  1930. >Cloudchaser tossed the book behind her.
  1931. > “Oh Twilight, You wish. You fucking wish.” she said shoving her hoof into my chest
  1932.  
  1933. > I finished the potion and gave it to Cloudkicker who drank it without hesitation.
  1934. >She raised her back leg and suddenly her boobs started to grow, they weren’t huge but they had become a couple inches bigger.
  1935. > I was surprised that it had actually worked. Maybe I could go into the breast based magic business if such a thing existed.
  1936.  
  1937. > “There, are you happy now?” I snapped
  1938. > Cloudchaser smashed the empty bottle on the ground
  1939. > “Happy!? You think this is sufficient? Make me another one and after that brew another! I’m not going to be happy until I have the biggest tits in all of Ponyville!”
  1940. >I grabbed another beaker and began repeating the process.
  1941. >This was going to be a long night.
  1942.  
  1943.  
  1944.  
  1945.  
  1946. Chapter 10: Derpy
  1947.  
  1948. > Fluttershy and I decided to take the scooter, we figured it would be easier for both of us to get around that way.
  1949. > Riding the scooter was fun but really cramped.
  1950. >Fluttershy took the reins while I sat beneath her behind the handlebars, I felt squished the entire time and the scooter puttered loudly under our weight.
  1951. >The wind flowed through fluttershy's mane and she looked so happy, I've never seen her so excited to go to a party.
  1952.  
  1953. > We reached Rarity's Boutique, crashing only occasionally.
  1954. > The lobby of the Carousel Boutique always had lots of very lovely dresses on display.
  1955. > Brilliant red dresses and gowns blossoming with every shade of red and blue..
  1956. >I wonder if she could make me a dress as nice as these ones that accommodated my boobs.
  1957. >It wouldn't be easy, but if anypony could do it was Rarity.
  1958.  
  1959. >In the back Rarity was hunched over her sewing station looking like she was ready to tear her mane out.
  1960. >Her eyes looked red and tired.
  1961. > "Hi, Rarity." Fluttershy said
  1962. > "Afternoon, Fluttershy." Rarity replied without looking up
  1963. >"I have a very special order for you."
  1964. > Rarity looked up and her jaw hit the floor
  1965. >I smiled and waved awkwardly
  1966. > I was so excited to get my dress made!
  1967. > "No! No! no!" she protested
  1968. > “I don't have time to be messing around making awkward cuts and measurements right now."
  1969. >Rarity went right back to what she was doing
  1970. >"Oh but this is very important, Derpy's going to be attending the party tonight and needs something to wear."
  1971. > "Derpys going to the party?"
  1972. >I nodded my head proudly, eyes closed "Yep!"
  1973. >Rarity stared at me for a second then looked back at Fluttershy
  1974. > "Well, I still can't help, I have so many outfits to make for this ridiculous party tonight. Pinkie thought it was a great idea to make this party some sort of formal occasion now I'm up to my horn in orders!”
  1975. > “But Rarity, you don’t want Derpy wearing that ugly red bra that barely fits do you? She’ll be a laughing stock!”
  1976. >Rarity didn’t even bother responding “And the pony who made the dress would lose a lot of credibility.” Fluttershy added
  1977.  
  1978. > Rarity stopped abruptly and tilted her head towards me.
  1979. >"Ok Derpy, follow me…I'll grab the tarp."
  1980. >Rarity led me to the center of the room and layer down a plastic tarp
  1981. >I stood as straight as I could while Rarity began taking my measurements.
  1982. >"Remove your bra please" She requested
  1983. >I slid my hooves through the holes and the bra hit the ground with a large “whap!”
  1984. >"Splendid." She grumbled.
  1985.  
  1986. >Rarity wrapped the measuring tape around my breasts, she looked perplexed as if something was off so she did the measurements once more.
  1987. >twice more
  1988. > Three times over until finally she gave up.
  1989. > "Derpy, I think your breasts have gotten bigger."
  1990. > "Oh I hope not!"
  1991. >"Why, I think they have. Not by much, but a little bit."
  1992. >"This won't be a problem Will it?"
  1993. > "No of course not, we'll just need to use a little more fabric is all."
  1994. >I started to worry, did my breasts really grow?
  1995. >They did feel much heavier than they did in the morning, they were also hard as rock and starting to feel very unpleasant.
  1996.  
  1997.  
  1998. >Rarity started pulling fabrics from her cupboards, eyeing each fabric closely.
  1999. "Well, we can’t use anything thin because of your…condition. So whatever we use will have to be very absorbent."
  2000. > Rarity jumped and ran to a wardrobe across the room
  2001. > "I know just the thing!" She cheered
  2002. >Rarity darted back towards me carrying a thick white fabric.
  2003. >"I recently picked this up from a caravan that passed through town. It's not the fanciest of materials but I think it will work well for this particular outfit.”
  2004. >I ran my hoof over the cloth.
  2005. >The material was thick and felt like a sponge .
  2006. >"Yes, I think I can make this work." she muttered
  2007. > I watched as she measured and cut the fabric on the floor in front of me.
  2008. >After a bit of cutting and sewing Rarity presented her creation
  2009. >A pearly white bra with a thin black cloth that hung beneath it
  2010. She had sewn glistening diamonds along the perimeters of the bra and attached a small sparkling gold chest piece on the front that was shaped like wings.
  2011. >Perched in the middle of the armor was a sparkling yellow jewel
  2012. > I had never seen something so beautiful
  2013.  
  2014. > "Thank you Rarity! Thank you so much!"
  2015. > I slipped the bra on and it was a perfect fit.
  2016. > Rarity looked proud “I really can make anything work can’t I?”
  2017. > I looked at myself in the mirror and felt beautiful, Fluttershy clapped her hooves as I twirled.
  2018. >I felt like one of those fashion ponies on a runway.
  2019. > "Fluttershy I almost forgot, I finished that outfit you asked for. I've been so busy getting everypony's dresses ready for the party that I haven't had a moment of clear thinking all day."
  2020.  
  2021. > Fluttershy and Rarity walked into the closet on the other side of the room.
  2022. > I stared at myself in the mirror twirling back and forth
  2023. >I was a very pretty pony
  2024.  
  2025. >When Fluttershy returned she was wearing a modest dress coloured in an array of muted earthy greens
  2026. > Rarity had used a silky material that hugged her body tightly to keep everything in place
  2027. >Rarity poured us a glass of wine and immediately went back to stitching while Fluttershy and I watched.
  2028. > I couldn’t believe it, I had a dress and a date.
  2029. > I didn’t think I could pull it off, but I did it.
  2030. > I was ready for the party.
  2031.  
  2032. > “Rarity gave me a girdle for my breasts so I could go to the party tonight.”
  2033. > Fluttershy lifted the side of her dress and showed me a stringy, old fashioned girdle tightly wrapped around her backside pushing her breasts tightly into her stomach.
  2034. > “That doesn’t look comfortable.”
  2035. > “It isn’t, but it’s only for a couple of hours. I’ll be fine.”
  2036.  
  2037. >Suddenly I wasn't feeling so well, my teats were pulsating and I felt milk begin to pump from my nipples.
  2038. > What was once pleasure became an overwhelming sensation.
  2039. >Iit felt like my breasts were going to pop.
  2040. >It appeared my dress was holding up because none of the milk was leaking through the fabric.
  2041. > I was starting to feel worse. I sat on the tarp and rested the wine on the table beside me.
  2042. > “Are you ok?”
  2043. > I could feel my boobs throbbing like a heartbeat.
  2044. > The pressure continued to build until my teats erupted.
  2045. > Milk shot through my nipples like a hose soaking through the fabric and creating a pool beneath my hooves in seconds.
  2046. > My breasts pulsated faster and faster, spraying milk intensely with each exhausting beat.
  2047. >When it finally stopped my dress was ruined
  2048. >Covered in hot, thick milk.
  2049. > “I..I..I..My Dress.”
  2050. > I was struck with confusion and shock
  2051. > I turned back to the mirror
  2052. > My dress was ruined, soaked completely by my spontaneous milk discharge.
  2053. > I twirled sadly in the mirror but it was useless. My dress was ruined.
  2054. >I felt like crying
  2055.  
  2056. >So I did
  2057.  
  2058. >And I exploded in tears
  2059. >"Why can't I have anything pretty!?"
  2060. >I fell backwards on my rump and balled my eyes out
  2061. >"I hate these stupid things! Why do I ruin everything!”
  2062. >Rarity came running over and stepped in a puddle of milk
  2063. >"Oh darling, what happened?"
  2064.  
  2065. > I..I don't know! I was just sitting…and suddenly I felt a bu..Bunch of pressure and…and.."
  2066. I looked down and saw that it was soaked, the cups, the jewel encrusted cloth that hung underneath…everything.
  2067. > It was ruined
  2068. > "Does that happen often?" Rarity asked
  2069. > "I don't know why that happened!"
  2070. >Tears ran down my face and my breaths were falling short
  2071. >"My neck hurts! Everypony stares at me and Twilight hates me! I’m..I’m…I’m a bad pony…”
  2072.  
  2073. >I felt her hoof reach around my shoulder.
  2074. > "There there…I'm sure we can help you."
  2075. > I looked up and wiped some of my tears away.
  2076. > "You can?"
  2077. > "Of course dear…I'm sure we can think of something…”
  2078. > Rarity smiled
  2079. > “have you ever considered using tape?”
  2080. >I put my head in my hooves and screamed
  2081. >"Honey! it's okay, it's okay! I'll make you a new dress!"
  2082.  
  2083.  
  2084. > "Really?" I whimpered
  2085. >Rarity's face twisted, “Of course. All my other outfits are finished…for the most part.
  2086. Now let me help you up and we'll make you a dress even better than the last one."
  2087. > Rarity brought me to her work table
  2088. > "Now…deary…I think if we just…"
  2089. > Rarity scanned me up and down
  2090. > "Maybe we could…no that's dumb…"
  2091. > "What?" I sniffled
  2092. >Rarity started to look embarrassed
  2093.  
  2094. > "What if we attached something to your breasts that would collect the milk?”
  2095. > "Like what?"
  2096. "Maybe we could make some sort of device that…relocates your…discharge into containers…Perhaps some mason jars or something of that nature.
  2097. >It sounded crazy but it might just work.
  2098. "Who's that mare that calls herself the milkmare? I’m sure she has something we could use."
  2099. > I had no idea who she was talking about.
  2100. > “The one with the golden coat and the freckles?
  2101. >...
  2102. > “You know! She dresses like one of those milkmares from way back when and sells jars of…Well..you know.”
  2103. > "The fetishist?" I sniffled
  2104. >"Yes, the fetishist." Rarity sighed
  2105. > "Are you talking about Milky?" Fluttershy asked
  2106. > "I think she's staying south of old Ponyville.”
  2107. > "Well I bet she has just what we're looking for." Rarity replied
  2108. > "Come on, Derpy we'll take the scooter and pay her a visit.”
  2109. >Rarity grabbed a more fabric and her scissors
  2110. > “And I’ll get to working on that dress."
  2111. > We trotted outside and jumped on the scooter as the sun was beginning to set over Ponyville.
  2112. > "Don't worry, Milky is a very nice pony, she'll help us."
  2113. > Fluttershy turned on the scooter and the two of us headed off.

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