The misadventures of Derpy's Boobs 1.7


                                            Chapter 12: Derpy


                                            >Rarity let me borrow one of her dad's old BuckBall jerseys

                                            >I hope he isn’t too attached to it because my boobs were stretching it out a lot.

                                            >I never liked sports.

                                            >I hope no pony asks me about sports

                                            >I was tucked under the handlebars of the scooter while Fluttershy took the reigns

                                            > It was super cramped under here and I could feel every bump and crack in the road

                                            > Fluttershys teats rested above my head and she would leak a little everytime we went over a particularly large crater in the patchy street leading up to the mines.


                                            > "It looks like a storm is coming."

                                            > I looked to the sky and saw dark clouds circling overhead

                                            > The words "Wet T-Shirt" rang in my head.

                                            >Just my luck


                                            > The fabric of the jersey was was coarse and wrapped around my most tender areas a wet towel

                                            > Each kink in the road felt like sandpaper against my nipples

                                            >The overall irritation was starting to get the best of me.

                                            > My heart pounded in exhaustion from my endlessly lactating breasts

                                            > I felt heat between my legs and a lump in my throat

                                            > The perpetual edging was driving me silly

                                            >My entire life I’ve been sexually frustrated

                                            > But nothing like this.

                                            >These breasts have turned me from a disheartened virgin to a sopping, horny mess.

                                            >My body was in constant heat and more than anything I just wanted to release all my fluids.

                                            > I needed to cum

                                            > I needed something no pony ever offered me

                                            > intimacy


                                            > Fluttershy pet my head

                                            > "Are you okay down there? You're awfully quiet."

                                            > We drove through the gate of the old mine

                                            > Above was a sign "Ponyville Mineral Trench Entrance 17-B"

                                            >I haven't been here since I was a filly

                                            >It was not how I remembered


                                            "Yeah, I'm fine."

                                            > “Milky is a very eccentric mare but I’m sure she’d love to meet you"

                                            “I don't want to bother her…I don’t like being a pest.”

                                            > Fluttershy laughed

                                            > "When have you ever been a pest?”

                                            > I wasn’t sure if she was being sarcastic or not.

                                            > "Milky is an old friend of mine, She can be a little pushy but don't worry, I'll be there for you."


                                            > I stared down the twisting road

                                            > A mountain stood on our right, a number of caves had been carved into its side careaning from the base up into the ridge.

                                            > The entrances were boarded shut with wood, warning signs littered the road

                                            > “No trespassing”

                                            > “Danger”

                                            > “Area Contaminated by Unclassified Toxins: Air Filtration Devices Required Beyond This Point”

                                            > I had a uneasy feeling about this place

                                            > The air was thick and smelled like rotten eggs

                                            > It made me nauseous


                                            > We passed a sign that read

                                            > “Bio-Hazardous area: Wander no further.”

                                            > This sign shivers down my backside.

                                            > I remember when these signs started popping up everywhere around Old Ponyville

                                            > One night my dad got really angry and tore all signs outside the house out of the ground.

                                            > I wonder what they meant.


                                            > We rolled into the old mining camp where dilapidated buildings and rusted mining equipment rested under fog.

                                            > I remembered this place

                                            > It was where my dad worked

                                            > He brought me here once

                                            > He showed me all the different machines he operated and what all the equipment did.

                                            > I was just a filly at the time, I remember it being very uninspiring.


                                            > My dad never told me what happened to this place.

                                            > One day he just came home and never went back to work.

                                            > He refused to talk about it but when I asked he told me that the company was shut down by Celestia

                                            > He said a lot of mean things about the princess

                                            >It made me sad.


                                            > I've always liked the Princesses

                                            > They're both so kind and pretty.

                                            > Especially Celestia.

                                            > Celestia is the nicest pony in all of Equestria

                                            > Our teachers at school used to say that we are all Celestia's children and that she is the mother of all ponies.

                                            > I never knew how to feel about that since I never met my mom

                                            > I liked to imagine that Celestia is my mom.

                                            > When I was a filly I had a pony sized pillow I used to hug really tight.

                                            > Everynight I would squeeze all of my love into that pillow as I went to bed.


                                            > I would imagine Celestia was tucking me in and telling me bedtime stories.

                                            > Sometimes we would count sheep

                                            > Other times we would talk about my day

                                            > Sometimes she would talk back

                                            > Those were the best times

                                            > When I told my dad he got very angry

                                            > He said that it was all in my head and that he was going to get examined again if I told anypony.

                                            > After that I told her that I was too old for imaginary friends.

                                            > She got really sad and it a made me sad

                                            > She told me she understood why and that I was a good pony

                                            > That was the last time anypony ever told me that

                                            > We never spoke ever again after that and I felt like I lost a friend.


                                            > We made our way through the old factory

                                            > Everything was made of metal

                                            > I had never seen these kinds of structures outside Old Ponyville.

                                            > Steel buildings that shoot into the clouds stretching farther than the eye could see

                                            > At least my eye anyways

                                            > Each one was made the exact same

                                            > sheets of metal, no windows and no color.

                                            > Placed sporadically across the hillside almost carelessly

                                            > Ghostly statues of the fog surrounding us from every angle

                                            > It made me feel cold.


                                            “Are you sure we're going the right way?”

                                            > “Of course, I’ve been down this trail many times. Just follow the belt.”

                                            > I turned to my right and saw a Conveyor belt running adjacent to us.

                                            > As the buildings became more numerous the belt would split off and cut through the towers.

                                            > What started as one turned into four that quickly turned to twelve

                                            >The further we drove the more maze like this system of belts was becoming

                                            > I tried to follow it but the network of belts became too much for me to follow and was giving me a headache.

                                            > I looked up and saw the system at its peak

                                            > Towers connected at every point by an overwhelming and endless web of track

                                            > rotting cranes and smoke stacks hung above our heads overgrown with all kinds of vegetation.

                                            > The screeching of dilapidated metal in the wind accompanied by the overwhelming lifelessness of the design stressed me out.


                                            > The air tasted stale and humid

                                            > I felt like we were in the tomb for whatever happened to this place.

                                            > We found ourselves buried so deep that not even sunlight could breach the thick walls of this industrial disaster.

                                            > I felt  trapped under this system of towers and track.

                                            > I covered my nose and gripped Fluttershy’s leg

                                            > The road had shortened to the width of a walkway and I was starting to feel very anxious as the walls started to close in on us.


                                            > just as quick as we were buried we found ourselves in clearing

                                            > The sunset reflected off the buildings giving everything an orange hue

                                            > Finally, I was starting to feel sick from the narrowing pathways.

                                            > "Here we are! The Old Ponyville Travelers Market."

                                            I pushed my head up Over the bars and looked around.

                                            > It reminded me a lot of the market in Ponyville except the shops here had strange names like "The Fun Box" and "Equestria’s Hardest Cider."

                                            > Wagons were parked along the perimeter of the clearing surrounded by the giant pillars that were howling in the wind.

                                            > Some stores were even built into the towers.

                                            > Fire pits were scattered throughout the open space, ponies gathered cooking marshmallows or enjoying the afternoon with a cup of cider in hoof.


                                            “What is this place?”

                                            > “It's a market where ponies from all over Equestria come to shop and sell the things they've found on their travels. I come here all the time because it’s close to the Cottage."

                                            > I looked around the Market

                                            > They had signs that illuminated in bright colours

                                            > "Mares: XXX"

                                            > "100% Yakistani Herb"

                                            > "Lunas Secret Library: Dark Magic Bookstore."


                                            “So, where's Milky’s shop?”

                                            >Fluttershy pointed across the market to a steel door cut inside one of the old structures.

                                            > The sign above read

                                            > "The Fridge" written in blue cursive with an illustration of a bottle of milk

                                            > I wonder how they got these signs to light up like this.


                                            >Fluttershy drove through the camp and parked the scooter outside the shop

                                            > I was starting to feel nervous.

                                            > I didn’t even know this mare and I was going to borrow things from her

                                            > very intimate things…

                                            >Fluttershy knocked while I adjusted the jersey to cover myself, my nipples were soaked and sticking through the fabric like swords


                                            > The door opened and emerged a freckled mare with a curly blue mane and a yellow coat.

                                            > She was wearing a frilly baby blue apron that stretched across the chest and down around her stomach.

                                            > She had two breasts protruding from her backside that were so big they were pushing her back legs apart.

                                            > I was concerned about her hips.

                                            > I could almost feel her tendons being torn apart


                                            >“Oh, Hello Fluttershy! What a surprise, You weren’t supposed to come in today.”

                                            > Milky leaned into Fluttershy and the two hugged

                                            > Milkys eyes widened

                                            > I could feel her gaze as she stared at me over Fluttershy's shoulder

                                            > “And this must be the mare I’ve heard so much about.”

                                            > She pulled herself off of Fluttershy and walked towards me

                                            > I was taken aback

                                            > Fluttershy talking about me?


                                            > “Well aren’t you just something else” she said biting her lip

                                            >The mare had a grainy voice and an accent I couldn’t pin down, it reminded me of Applejacks but a bit more posh.

                                            > “Hi, I’m Derpy.”

                                            > Milky’s eyes were wide, she held her hoof under my breast and lifted it slowly.

                                            > “These puppies are heavy.”

                                            > She lifted each breast diligently, handling them with extreme care

                                            > I didn’t appreciate it. No matter how gently she handled them I still didn’t like the fact that everypony felt the need to touch me without asking.


                                            > Her eyes were fixated on my breasts as she slid her tongue over her lips and ran her hoof up towards my nipple.

                                            > Her face was flushed and her eyes wide with lust.

                                            > She escaped her trance with a shake of the head, blinking a couple times before stepping backwards.


                                            > “Sorry about that, My name's Milky, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”

                                            > “Ummmm….You too.”

                                            > “I’ve never seen anything like these. They’re gorgeous.”

                                            > I looked down at my oversized mammaries, drooling thick with warm milk.

                                            > They were repulsive


                                            > “Really?” I asked, tilting my head.

                                            > Either Milky was as kinky as I heard

                                            > Or she was blind

                                            > “Yeah, You got a fine pair of tits my friend.”

                                            > “Well…Thank you….you do as well.”

                                            > Milky lifted her back leg, flashing me the side of her breast.

                                            > It was cover in freckles just like her face

                                            > “Why thank you!”

                                            > Her breasts were the size of beach balls, covered in swollen veins that pounded like the rhythm of a heartbeat.

                                            > I had experienced being pent up like this.

                                            > Nothing is more uncomfortable than feeling like your tits are about to pop like a bottle of champagne.

                                            > Luckily for Milky, she only had two breasts opposed to my four.


                                            > Milky crouched low to the ground and looked under my belly.

                                            > “You've got a nice pair back there too, eh shortstack?”

                                            > This was one of the weirdest conversations I have ever had.

                                            > "Yeah…I guess?"

                                            > “Well, come on in! You two look famished.”

                                            > She grabbed on my shirt and pulled me inside

                                            > Milky locked the door behind us and led us across her house and through a curtain.

                                            > Milky's walls were painted in a cow pattern white with black splotches

                                            > The main room had a coffee table and two couches across from each other. They were all white as well.

                                            > A string of lights ran across the ceiling that changed colours every couple seconds.

                                            > Fading from red, blue, green and white.


                                            > “Take a seat , I’ll get us some drinks.”

                                            > I didn't realize it but I was getting a little thirsty.

                                            > a nice apple juice would hit the spot wonderfully right now.

                                            > Fluttershy and I sat beside each other on the couch

                                            > The cushion made a cracking sound as we sat.

                                            > The couch was frozen

                                            I placed my hooves around my shoulders to keep warm.

                                            > The entire place was like a walk in freezer

                                            > Milky went to the back wall and pushed it inwardly, flipping the entire way around revealing a refrigerator that ran from the height of the couch to the ceiling.

                                            > A harsh gust of cold splashed into the room

                                            > I wrapped my wings around my body for warmth.

                                            > The Fridge was filled with bottles of milk of all shapes and sizes labeled and dated with tape.

                                            > There had to be a hundred bottles


                                            > She pulled a tall thin bottle from the bottom shelf and grabbed three glasses from a drawer in the table and poured us all a full cup.

                                            > This was getting weird fast

                                            >“Don’t worry, it's fresh. I just milked myself an hour ago."

                                            > This didn't reassure me.

                                            >I had never drank another mare's milk and I wasn’t sure I wanted to.

                                            >I had only drank my own milk, it was very sweet

                                            >Great for cereal


                                            > Fluttershy took a large gulp

                                            >I watched as the milk rolled down her throat

                                            > She moaned like she was drinking the best wine from Celestias's cellar

                                            > She tipped the cup over her head, her face red and her free hoof was caressing her breast near her privates


                                            > When she pulled the glass from her mouth, a thick, white residue clung to her top lip anf her tongue hung from the corner of her mouth.


                                            > “Your milk tastes delicious, Like always." Fluttershy moaned

                                            > “Proper diet Flutters, you are what you eat.”

                                            > Fluttershy stuck her hoof between her legs

                                            > She seemed really turned on by this kind of thing.


                                            > Fluttershy raised the glass towards Milky

                                            > "Can I have another drink please?"

                                            > Milky grabbed the bottle and leaned it over the cup but right before the milk could reach her cup she stopped.

                                            > "Moo for me."

                                            > "Milky…Not now."

                                            > "Do it."

                                            > Fluttershy started to do a faint cow impression

                                            > "Moo…Moo.. "

                                            > "Oh come on! Moo!"

                                            > "Moo!" Fluttershys voice cracked

                                            > Milky laughed and filled her glass

                                            > "Thats a good little cow. Keep up the good behaviour and I'll give you another."

                                            > Fluttershy sunk her face into the glass and chugged

                                            > What the heck was that all about?


                                            > Milky turned to me, she was on the edge of her seat leaning her front hooves over her breasts.

                                            > Her pupils were dilated and her back leg shook excitedly

                                            > “Go ahead! I would love to hear what you think.”

                                            > I didn't want to do this but I also didn't want to be rude

                                            > I tipped the jar slowly to my mouth

                                            >I felt my muscles tense as the milk hit my tongue

                                            > It was very cold

                                            > I decided to just go for it and shot it back

                                            > The cold soothed my throat

                                            > It tasted like a thick cream, flavourful and rich.

                                            >Unlike mine.


                                            > I let the taste sit with me for a moment

                                            > It wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.


                                            > I decided to take another, much slower drink.

                                            > I sloshed it around my mouth trying to pin down the taste.

                                            “Hmmm…”

                                            > "I think she likes it." Fluttershy giggled

                                            > I took a big drink, letting the milk rest in my cheeks swelling with milk.

                                            > The longer I savoured the taste the more it was growing on me.

                                            > It was creamy and  tasted like almonds

                                            > It set my taste buds into a tizzy unlike anything I had ever drank

                                            > I closed my eyes and swallowed before taking another big gulp

                                            > “I think she really likes it.” Fluttershy said

                                            > “Of course, my milk is the best.”


                                            > I put my glass down and she poured me another helping

                                            > I was enjoying this new flavour.

                                            > I grabbed the glass and took another big sip

                                            > “So what brings you here?” Milky asked

                                            > “Well, we were hoping you could let us borrow some of your breast pumps and containers.” Fluttershy said as she nursed her drink.

                                            > A smile grew across Milky’s face

                                            > “Hmmm….Now what could two ponies like yourselves want with breast pumps?”

                                            > I continued to inhale the milk.

                                            > I tipped the jar over my head savouring every drop

                                            >“What could you two be up to?" Milky asked as she tapped her hoof against her cheek

                                            >Fluttershy was starting to turn red as Milky leaned closer “Could a certain pony be finally coming out of her shell and confessing her true feelin…”


                                            >“It’s for an outfit!” Fluttershy panicked

                                            >Milky and I both jumped in our seats

                                            >I had never heard Fluttershy raise her voice before.

                                            > It was kind of scary


                                            >“Hey, I don’t judge. You just talk about her so much I thought…”

                                            >“Milky!”

                                            >I looked down at the glass and noticed I had emptied it

                                            >I licked the milk that clung to the top of my lip.

                                            > Milky and Fluttershy started arguing but I wasn't even listening.

                                            > I wonder if Milky will give me another glass.

                                            > I felt dirty drinking another mare's milk though I wasn't sure why.

                                            > How could something that feels so good be wrong?


                                            “Do you mind if I have more?”

                                            >The two mares turned to me

                                            > was I interrupting?

                                            > I do that sometimes.

                                            > I talk when I’m not supposed to.


                                            >Milky started to laugh

                                            > “I know what you see in this mare Fluttershy. Cute, naive, and…easy."

                                            > Did Milky just call me a whore?

                                            > I really shouldn't pay more attention

                                            > Milky dragged her hoof over the bottles.

                                            > "I see what you're up to, Uddershy."

                                            > Fluttershy looked down to the floor.

                                            >“Sure, Derpy, I'll grab you another glass. Straight from the tap this time."


                                            > Milky went to the wall and lifted it from the bottom

                                            > Behind the wall was twelve barrels just like the ones at Applejacks.

                                            > Milky pulled a couple tubes running from the two bottom barrels and approached Fluttershy who was pushing her dress aside and undoing her breast girdle

                                            > Her boobs popped out onto the floor with a loud WHAP!

                                            > she sighed in relief.

                                            > "That feels so much better."

                                            > Milky put the suction cups attached to the tubes over Fluttershy's teats and hit a switch on the wall.

                                            > Fluttershy jumped and started to moan.

                                            > The machine hummed loudly, I could hear the milk sloshing into the barrels.


                                            > Fluttershy started to squirm, pressing her stiff hooves to her sides as she rubbed her back legs together.

                                            > Her eyes closed tightly as she bit her tongue.

                                            > My eye was glued to Fluttershy's breasts, they were pretty and looked soft like pillows.

                                            > I felt an urge touch them, which was odd because I've never had sexual feelings for another mare.

                                            > beside Twilight of course, who in my mind is the definition of pure beauty so it wasn't gay.


                                            > My wobbly eye was locked onto the mare's tender breasts.

                                            >  They looked so warm and inviting

                                            > I wonder if she would let me squeeze them

                                            > I wonder what her milk tastes like….

                                            >...

                                            > Oh, no

                                            >...

                                            > What if I'm turning gay?

                                            > What if it's too late for me?

                                            > Am I really this desperate for sex?

                                            > I never thought I'd end up like this


                                            > I always hoped one day I would find a stallion

                                            > The perfect mate to have picnics with, eat muffins and didn't mind living in an old rotting house.

                                            > I used to fantasize about coming home from a long day at the post office and he would be there waiting for me

                                            > I would cook him dinner and we would talk all night about our day while we ate muffins by a fire


                                            > At night he would lean into me and we would kiss.

                                            > I loved the idea of being penetrated by a handsome maverick.

                                            > He would take me from behind and shoot load after load inside me.

                                            > Then he would flip me around and he would lock his eyes onto mine.

                                            > I would be his princess

                                            > His wife

                                            > His whore

                                            > His friend

                                            > His broodmare

                                            > Like a good marefriend should be

                                            > He would pump me full of foals all year round and I would be his forever.

                                            > We would have as many foals as he wanted

                                            > Two

                                            > Four

                                            > Six

                                            > Ten

                                            > Whatever he wanted


                                            > Realistically, I would still be working while I raised them.

                                            >Taking care of my special somepony

                                            > cooking and cleaning in my spare time.

                                            > It isn't easy being a mare but it's what's expected of our sex if we wanted a partner

                                            > Competition is fierce for mares.

                                            > Sadly I've never had a stallion court me

                                            > I was never popular enough

                                            > Seeing mares my age in happy relationships made me think I was disliked

                                            > I was never invited to their weddings or even talked to them after Flight School

                                            > I tried so hard to make friends

                                            > It takes a heavy toll on a mare

                                            > Being unwanted.


                                            > I continued to stare at Fluttershy’s breasts

                                            > I felt the blood in my wings pulsate and developed uncontrollable urges I had never felt before.

                                            > I had reached the point of no return and it didn’t feel right.

                                            > …

                                            > What would my dad think?

                                            > Drinking milk

                                            > Thinking twisted thoughts

                                            > He would be very disappointed.

                                            > Most stallions don't understand that all mares are bisexual, it's in our nature. A coping mechanism for the low stallion birth rate.

                                            > Looking at Fluttershy wiggling in her seat and watching her boobs jiggle made me feel different.

                                            > Maybe mares are sexy

                                            >boobs

                                            >butts

                                            >vaginas

                                            >ponuts

                                            >...


                                            > The mental image of sticking any of my parts near another mare's genitals made me queasy.

                                            > It felt so dirty

                                            > So wrong

                                            > So fun

                                            > Two bodies of the same sex smashing their parts together in frustration

                                            > It was love

                                            > It was hate

                                            > And unfortunately, it was turning me on


                                            > I felt my crotch starting to bake between my thighs.

                                            > These thoughts were taking me.

                                            > Staring at her breasts jiggle as she squirmed harshly in her seat was awakening something in me I didn’t like.

                                            > Her face was beet red with ecstasy and discomfort.

                                            > I took a deep breath and repeated to myself

                                            > Think straight thoughts

                                            > Think straight thoughts


                                            > "Did Fluttershy ever tell you About us?"

                                            > I shook my head from my trance

                                            "Sorry…I…ummmm…Pardon?"

                                            > Be polite

                                            > Don't let them know you've been thinking gay thoughts.

                                            > "Did Fluttershy tell you that we were a couple?".

                                            "No…She never told me about any of this."

                                            > "Well, Fluttershy and I own this shop, we met at Tree Huggers retreat in the Everfree Forest a couple years ago."

                                            > Fluttershy nodded in agreement

                                            > "She was doing an animal rescue for all the little creatures caught up in that nasty storm that rolled through a couple years back.”

                                            > “I was a traveling milk mare and she was a passionate but socially awkward environmentalist with huge tits."

                                            > Milky rolled her eyes and laughed

                                            > "Needless to say we were instant lovers. Fluttershy set me up with this spot and I've been working outta here ever since."


                                            > The pieces were starting to fit

                                            > Fluttershy had a secret life

                                            > It made sense but I was still shocked

                                            "So, are you still together?"

                                            > "Fluttershy grew too attached and wanted me all to herself, I don’t do monogamy.”

                                            > “Milky…Do you really need to be…telling her all this?” Fluttershy said between groans

                                            > Milky flicked her hoof at Fluttershy like she was swatting away a fly

                                            > “It was an open relationship but she never got any action so she broke up with me. She didn't like being a cuckold I guess."

                                            > Fluttershy hid behind her hooves

                                            > "I just wanted something special."


                                            > Milky shook her head in disappointment.

                                            > "Oh you poor, poor, heifer."

                                            > Milky swung her head to me with a big smile

                                            > "So Derpy, How would you like to work with us?" Milky asked

                                            > "Milky no! It's too dangerous."

                                            > Milky turned to Fluttershy

                                            > “Zip it, Udder's, let the mare decide for herself.”

                                            "Work...with you?"

                                            > "You can be our cow."

                                            "You're….cow?"

                                            > Milky laughed and rolled her eyes

                                            > "You really are naive. I'm saying you could make milk for us. Like a cow."


                                            > I didn’t like the idea of being a Cow

                                            > They're fat and dumb

                                            > In a way it's like being Derpy Hooves

                                            > But I didn't like being Derpy Hoove either

                                            > "Moo for me."

                                            "W..What?"

                                            >"Moo for me, give me your best cow impression.”

                                            "Moo?"

                                            > Milky chuckled

                                            > "Derpy, I think you're the mare I'm looking for."


                                            > Milky poured another glass of milk for me and slid it across the table.

                                            > "You're everything I want all in one package. You got the look, the milk and optimism."

                                            > "I want you to be my main cow. You'll do a majority of the milking and be paid well for your time."

                                            > I looked over at Fluttershy who was shaking her head slowly and mouthing the word “no” over and over.”

                                            > I was a bit angry at Fluttershy.

                                            > I wanted to ask why she never told me about her secret life until now

                                            > We’re supposed to be best friends

                                            > Best friends don’t keep secrets.

                                            > I looked at Fluttershy, and followed the tubes around her nipples that led to the barrels behind the wall

                                            "Is Fluttershy your cow?"

                                            > Milky nodded "She is. But she can't keep up with the growing demand alone. If you take the job she'll be in charge of overseeing distribution and get a raise while you'll be our main product producer."


                                            "I appreciate the offer… but I can't…I don't like the idea…of being a cow."

                                            > “Think about it Derpy, With the bits I give you, you’ll finally be able to fix up your house.”

                                            > How did she know about my house

                                            > Did Fluttershy tell her?

                                            > Or did she know where I lived

                                            > "The only catch is you'll be mine, cows are property remember. You'll have to do whatever I say."

                                            "Like what?"

                                            > Milky glared at me and smiled

                                            > She knocked the bottle of milk over, spilling it on the table.

                                            > "Oops, Uddershy can you get that for me?"

                                            > "Fluttershy nodded and started to clean the table with her dress.


                                            > I was shocked, disgusted and a little scared

                                            “Milky…I don’t think I want to do this." I could feel my voice tremble

                                            > Milky looked deflated.

                                            >  "Well, I'm sorry for taking your time. I'll grab what you came here for and let you be on your way."


                                            > Milky got up and left the room

                                            > Fluttershy scooted closer to me

                                            > "I'm sorry about that. I wasn't ever going to ask you to work here. I told you she could be pushy. “

                                            "Fluttershy…"

                                            > "I just didn't want you to get in trouble. I never wanted to tell you About this part of my life but you're….

                                            > Fluttershy paused

                                            > My eye met hers, I wasn’t sure what she was thinking

                                            > She closed her eyes and said in a forced tone

                                            > "You're my best friend. I decided that you should finally know my dirtiest secret."

                                            > Fluttershy hugged me and her breast rubbed against my leg

                                            > I stiffened like a board

                                            > Think straight thoughts

                                            > Think straight thoughts


                                            > "Milky pays me very well, she is a very rich mare, it's just a very hard job."

                                            “Why is it hard? It’s just milking right?”

                                            > Fluttershy sighed

                                            > “It's a very demanding workplace."


                                            > Milky returned with eight mason jars with tubes protruding from the tops attached to a brown saddle

                                            > I shoved Fluttershy off of me and jumped to my hooves

                                            > "Here you go Derpy."

                                            > I stood up and she placed the saddle on my backside

                                            >  It was so light it felt like it wasn’t even there

                                            > "You look stunning." Fluttershy clapped

                                            > "You should keep my offer in mind, from what I hear that house could collapse any day now."

                                            "I don't think so Milky…I appreciate the offer…But I can't."


                                            > Milky glared at Fluttershy then looked at me with a smile

                                            > "Well It was nice meeting you."

                                            > She brushed the top of my lip and wiped a thick glob of milk that I had been collecting

                                            > Milky licked her hoof clean of the recycled mare juice before turning her attention to Fluttershy

                                            > "See you tomorrow, Uddershy."

                                            > Fluttershy nodded nervously with her eyes to the ground.

                                            > Milky walked us out, I was so happy to feel warmth again.

                                            > We were out the door when Fluttershy flipped suddenly

                                            > "Milky, Wait I forgot my girdle.”

                                            > Milky slammed the door on Fluttershy's face

                                            > "Ohhhh….Well, I'll see you tomorrow." Fluttershy sighed


                                            > Fluttershy dragged her hooves and her breasts to the scooter

                                            > I stared at them longingly

                                            > I wanted to touch them

                                            >...

                                            > Think straight thoughts

                                            > Think straight thoughts

                                            > Fluttershy sat on the scooter with her breasts covering the entire front and bottom half of the scooter.

                                            > “I guess you could sit between my boobs on the way back into town.”

                                            > My heart stopped

                                            > The ride into Ponyville was going to be awkward.

                                            > I'm not gonna make it.