The misadventures of Derpys boobs 2.2


                                            Twilight:

                                            > Beneath my hooves laid a thick puddle of milky spittle

                                            > My face rested on the table in a pool of milk as my tongue peeked from a distended and exhausted jaw

                                            > All while my eyes were glued to a steaming cup of milk filled to the brim with freshly squeezed from a drunken mares breast swollen with dairy.


                                            > My dress was drenched in her milk.

                                            > Stained, soggy and uncomfortably warm


                                            > It would be enough to make me lose my lunch if I had anything left to heave.

                                            > I was a sopping, humiliated, drunk disaster.


                                            > strands of milk mixed with saliva clung to my gums like spider webs.

                                            > I ran my tongue along the roof of my mouth choked with milk and acidic discharge

                                            > My gums were plastered with a waxy mix of discharge

                                            > Sinuses whistled with each frustrated breath.

                                            > it was like being sick but everything smelled and tasted like milk making it incredibly unpleasant.


                                            > I resorted to chugging alcohol to kill the taste and I was starting to feel dizzy.

                                            > At my side Cloudchaser leaned back into her chair falling in and out of consciousness.

                                            > Her throat whined with each fitful rise of her chest

                                            > I was astonished she was still alive after all she had drank

                                            > Something strange was going on…


                                            > Regardless, she was bound to pass out soon. Then I would be free.


                                            > As gross as I felt about my situation

                                            > I mostly felt regret

                                            > I shouldn't have made Cloudchaser that potion

                                            > And I shouldn't have lied to Derpy.

                                            >...

                                            > I've made so many mistakes today.


                                            > “Twilight, Can we talk?” A soft voice whispered

                                            > I darted my eyes left and saw Fluttershy standing over me looking dejected

                                            > I pulled myself off the table and wiped my mouth of the gooey milk


                                            > “Are you okay?”

                                            > I inhaled slowly and composed myself. Clearing my throat and sitting upright like a proper mare.

                                            > With slimy milk dripping from half her face


                                            “I’m fine, just watch your step.” I said pointing to the puddle below the table.

                                            > She pulled a chair next to me and lifted the ends of her dress onto her lap

                                            > Raising her eyebrow she stared at me for moment

                                            >“Should I ask?”

                                            “I’d rather you didn’t. What's on your mind?”


                                            > “I just got into a fight with Derpy.”

                                            > Oh for the love of Celestia there's no escaping this mare and the stress she brings.


                                            > “I'm having a friendship problem. I really like her But I don't know if she likes me the same way. I want to tell her that I have feelings for her but I’m worried about ruining our friendship.”


                                            > I began wiping the muck of my cheek with a bar napkin

                                            > This was beyond me, I’m here to learn about friendships not help ponies with their relationships.

                                            > Fluttershy looked really sad

                                            "Well if I learned anything tonight, it's that you should always tell the truth.”


                                            > I looked back at my date who was drooling all over herself. A cup of alcoholic sludge resting over a chubby belly in her fainting hoof.

                                            > I wish friendship lessons weren’t so hard to learn sometimes.


                                            > “She’s my best friend and I only want to do what's right but she’s been acting very strange recently.”

                                            > “How so?”

                                            > “I think she likes me but she keeps pulling away and it’s so frustrating! I try so hard to keep her from hurting herself and getting into trouble but it's like she  thinks I’m against her.”


                                            > Ugh, this again

                                            > If I had a bit for every time Fluttershy confined in me about Derpy I’d be a very wealthy mare

                                            > I don’t understand how a (somewhat) well adjusted pony like Fluttershy could fall for a mare as scrambled as Derpy.

                                            > I couldn’t imagine tolerating that little parasite for more than an hour never mind a lifetime.


                                            > I tossed the napkin aside and leaned over the table.

                                            > “What in Equestria do you see in that mare? She’s extremely odd and not to be mean but she isn’t very bright.”


                                            > “Well…I like her optimism. She always tries her hardest to make others happy even if it’s in her own silly way. I don’t think she has bad intentions…She's just confused.”

                                            > “That doesn’t exactly answer my question.”


                                            > “We're both timid mares and she’s smarter than you think, she just has a hard time expressing herself.”


                                            “I don’t think there's much to reflect on with a mare simple as Derpy."

                                            > “Most ponies don’t think much of her.”

                                            “I think there's a reason for that.”

                                            > “But I like her. And when you say things like that about her it's like saying the same things about me.”


                                            > My heart sank

                                            > I never thought it that way.

                                            > I felt like a bad friend to Fluttershy and I are close.


                                            > I can’t keep making these silly mistakes

                                            > If Fluttershy wants to date Derpy then I should be supportive

                                            > “I know you don’t like her but do you have to be so mean all the time?”


                                            “Fluttershy, Do you want my honest opinion?”

                                            > “Yes. That's all I ever want.”

                                            > This was going to hurt

                                            > “I think Derpy needs a pony like you in her life…And I think we all need somepony who makes us happy and we can call a true friend. Even if it's Derpy Hooves.”


                                            > Fluttershy smiled

                                            > “Thank you Twilight.”


                                            > Her eyes hit the floor again with a look of worry

                                            > “I want to tell you something, but I don’t want you to tell her I told you.”

                                            “I’m listening.”

                                            > “Did you know her real name is Muffins?”

                                            “No, I actually didn’t know that.”

                                            > Despite it seemingly obvious it made sense.

                                            > Who would name their filly Derpy?

                                            > Really showed how little I think of the mare.


                                            > “Not many ponies know that. I don’t even think the ponies who grew up with her remember her real name.”

                                            “Where did she get the name Derpy from?”

                                            > Fluttershy pointed to Cloudchaser with her eyes

                                            > I just sighed

                                            > And a part of my frustration towards her chipped away

                                            > Ponies can be so cruel


                                            > “I just thought you should know. Because she really likes you.”

                                            “I’m not sure why. I don’t think I’ve done anything particularly nice for her.”

                                            > “You must have done something. She looks up to you like…”

                                            “Like who?”


                                            > “Her father who…While I’m sure he wasn’t a bad pony. Probably isn’t the best pony she should be looking up to.”

                                            > I was at a loss for words


                                            > “Anyways…Maybe the feelings I have for her should just be left behind…I’ve known her all my life and she’s never looked at me the same way she looks at you. Maybe we actually aren’t as close as I thought we were.”

                                            > NO!

                                            > I refuse to be the reason this relationship fails!


                                            > “You’ll never know how she feels if you don’t ask her.”

                                            > “I know.” She sighed

                                            > “But it’s been years…I don’t think I have the confidence to ask her. Just the thought of asking makes me nervous.”


                                            > “You know. I think I have the perfect motivator for you.”

                                            > Her ears jumped and eyes widened.

                                            > I searched through my saddlebag looking for a very special magical item

                                            > A pen


                                            "Can I see your hoof?"

                                            > She put her hoof bottom side up on the table and I began writing

                                            > "What are you doing?"


                                            > "I'm writing you a message using a promise pen."

                                            > "Promise pen?"

                                            "The message will only disappear if you fulfill the promise."


                                            >  I lifted her hoof and began reading the promise I wrote for her "I promise: To tell Derpy my feelings."

                                            > Fluttershy pulled her hoof away and stared at the marking

                                            > "But what if I don't?"

                                            > "It will stay with you forever until you fulfill the promise. If you break the promise the consequences could be anything. The magic is very unpredictable because it’s designed to motivate you to complete the task when regular motivation isn't enough."


                                            > "Sounds like something only an unreliable pony would own." Cloudchaser giggled

                                            >Cloudchaser leaned over the table and grinned

                                            > “If it ain't Fluttershy.” she slurred

                                            > She poured herself another drink and swallowed  it down in one big gulp

                                            > She slammed her empty cup down and pointed to Fluttershy

                                            > “What are you doing here?"

                                            > "Just talking to Twilight."

                                            > Who in their right mind would bring you on a date?"

                                            > "Muffins did."

                                            > Cloudchaser laughed “Muffins…So no pony in their right mind.”


                                            > She nudged my shoulder and laughed

                                            > "See Twilight? anypony can find love. Fluttershy’s been hot for that muffinhead since we were in Flight school."

                                            > “Cloudchaser…” Fluttershy grumbled turning red in the face


                                            > “Look Flutters, Derpy Boobs is hopeless. Move on."

                                            > “Don’t call her that.” Fluttershy muttered looking away

                                            “Well atl east Derpy has some pony who likes her.”


                                            > Cloudchaser scowled

                                            > She placed the edge of her hoof along the rim of th milk cup and with a snap of her wrist flicked it onto my lap

                                            > Drenching my dress completely

                                            > I was shocked. How could she be so cruel?

                                            “What was that for!”

                                            > “Whoops! Clumsy me. Come on dear, let's get you cleaned up.”

                                            Cloudchaser grabbed my hoof and pulled me from my seat


                                            > I tried to myself away but her grip was too strong

                                            > She pulled me across the room while my hooves dragged along the floor

                                            > She barrelled through the party and down a quiet hallway

                                            > When we reached the bathroom she kicked open the door and what I saw was beyond me


                                            > Inside the bathroom Pinkie was laying on her backside over a small folding table between two stallions who were stood naked wide eyed and startled

                                            > Pinkie had one of the stallions penises in her mouth while another was leaning into her tail hole

                                            > Twiwiht!?" Pinkie mumbled in panic

                                            > Then, with Celestia as my witness

                                            > A bar of soap dropped from Pinkies snatch and onto the floor


                                            > Pinkie removed the cock from her mouth and giggled

                                            > “Oops! I forgot I put that in there!”

                                            > The stallion shoved his penis back in her mouth causing Pinkie to gag

                                            > What the heck was going on in here!?

                                            > Cloudchaser and I both stood equally perturbed by whatever it was we were witnessing


                                            > “You didn’t see anything!” One of the stallions cried

                                            > Cloudchaser in her daze until she jolted back to life and laughed

                                            > “You foals look like you're having fun, mind if we join you?”

                                            “Cloudchaser!”


                                            > “Oh hush!” She tugged me inside and slammed the busted door behind us

                                            > Everypony was locked in suspense as Cloudchaser scanned the room

                                            > “What are you gonna do with us?” One of the stallions whinnied

                                            > “Hmmm…..Well it depends. Do you think I’m pretty?”

                                            > The two nodded vigorously in agreement


                                            > “Yes! You’re very beautiful.”

                                            > “You have pretty eyes.”

                                            > “And?” Cloudchaser prodded

                                            > The two stallions looked at each other nervously then back to Cloudchaser

                                            > “Ummm…I like your mane?”


                                            > Cloudchaser rolled her eyes and lifted her hind leg and exposing the side of her giant breast that was almost touching the floor

                                            > “Do you like my boobs?”

                                            > The stallions rested hesitantly

                                            > “They’re…Big.” One of them finally croaked


                                            > Cloudchaser ran her hoof along the side of her breast while staring longingly at her enlarged mare parts

                                            > “They certainly are.” She muttered

                                            > Everypony rested wide eyed and motionless waiting expectantly for what with this crazy drunk fool was gonna do next

                                            > The bar of soap slid across the floor next to Cloudchasers hooves

                                            > She picked it up and laughed


                                            > “Oh Pinkie, I didn’t think a dirty mare like you knew what soap was.”

                                            > Pinkie tried to break free and protest but was locked between two heavy stallion bodies.

                                            > Her mouth was too full to speak

                                            > Her attempt at a retort was just loud spitting of gurgled mumbles

                                            > And cum

                                            > “You know Pinkie gets around right?” Cloudchaser teased


                                            > Pinkies eyes widened

                                            > “Rumor around town is she sleeps with stallions just to blackmail them.”

                                            > The stallions shot their glances down at Pinkie looking furious


                                            > “Don’t worry, I won’t let her pull the wool over YOUR eyes. You just have to do what I say and no pony will ever speak of this.”

                                            > My attempt at planting my hooves onto the floor failed again as she dragged me past the stallions towards the sink.

                                            > She plopped her rump over the edge and freed her gigantic teats from her fatigued bra.


                                            > They bounced along the cabinet between her legs making a loud WHAP than jiggling like a bowl of jello.

                                            > I couldn’t believe what I was seeing

                                            > Her areolas were bloated saucers saturating in a sog of milky stew that was draining from her puffy teats

                                            > Her nipples protruded from her breasts like jewels and look just as biting and callus

                                            > I stood beneath the shadow of her unnatural extremities watching her braille veins hammer rhythmically.


                                            > I was in awe and disgust of my creation

                                            > Her nipple was a swollen, twitching appendage that flickered independently in excitement

                                            > “Twilight.” Her voice barked

                                            > I jolted from my trance and locked eyes with the drunkard who had asserted dominance over the room.

                                            > Celestia help us


                                            > “Sit.” She ordered

                                            > I fell to my rump defeated, feeling tiny compared to the gigantic tits between her quivering legs > Staring in horror at her excited mammaries just inches from my snout.

                                            > “Are you thirsty Twilight?”

                                            “No Cloudchaser.”

                                            > I tried to sound brave but my voice was trembling frighten filly

                                            > She grabbed a condom off the sink and ripped it open then stuck the flaccid rubber over my horn

                                            > “What was that Teatlet Sparkle?”

                                            > “I…I said no Cloudchaser…This has to stop.”

                                            > “Oh Teatlet. This is just the beginning.” She laughed


                                            > She heaved forward with pained groan and hugged her breasts with her hooves

                                            > Squeezing the pulsating fatty orbs until milk trickled from her nipples

                                            > “I…I think I drank too much of that potion…My breasts are just tingling with unbearable excitement.”

                                            > A sadistic grin tugged at her cheek


                                            “Cloudchaser…”

                                            > Before I could argue she buried my face in her tits without mercy

                                            > I couldn’t escape or her grasp and was blind and running out of breath


                                            > She held me steady while she dictated to the other ponies

                                            > My ears stood erect as I listen fearfully

                                            > What fiendish thing is she going to do next?


                                            > “Come here Pinkie.”

                                            > I heard hooves shuffling behind me

                                            > If only I could escape

                                            > If only I could see what was about to happen


                                            > “Get on your knees, slut.”

                                            > I felt her shoulder brush against mine

                                            > “This isn't a funny Cloudchaser.” Pinkie grumbled

                                            > The hoof against my skull relieved and I pulled my head away gasping for air


                                            > Pinkie sat beside me looking terrified

                                            > “Now suck, both of you.”

                                            > Pinkie sat across from me and stared with desperate eyes.

                                            > was in no position to protest against this crazed mares demands

                                            > none of us were

                                            > With my eyes glued to Pinkies I poked my tongue around the base of her nipple, It was callus and warm.


                                            > Pinkie watched as I fondled the mares udder, wrapping my tongue along the edges of her milk factories

                                            > She watched in disgust grimacing at this pitiful capitulation

                                            > No doubt the expression on my face was just a contorted from this depravity.

                                            > I wanted to just crawl into a hole and never return

                                            > This was torture

                                            > This was

                                            > Rape


                                            > Her eyes watched expectantly, most likely hoping this was part of some sort of plan

                                            > Unfortunately it wasn't. We were all slaves to this wicked mares ego.

                                            > I pulled my mouth from her breast and stared at the teat wet with slobber

                                            > This was going to suck


                                            > I pursed my lips around her teat and began taking tiny sips

                                            > Pinkie sighed and apprehensively followed. Sticking the nipple in her mouth and suckling loudly

                                            > From the corner of my eye I watched the milk rush down her contracting throat as she guzzled hoofulls of milk with each gulp.


                                            > Meanwhile I didn’t have the nerve to begin.

                                            >Nothing in Equestria tasted more foul than milk.

                                            > My mouth rested around the loose fleshy nub, my lips trembling nervously

                                            > “Suck it. Now.” Cloudchaser ordered


                                            > I squeezed my lips together and drank from her drooling teat

                                            > It had the consistency of a cup of hot chocolate that had been left sitting too long and all the marshmallows had turned to mush

                                            > And was just as warm.

                                            > The taste was beyond vile raping my throat with its thickness, temperature and repulsive taste

                                            > I closed my eyes trying to persevere through this assault to my dignity and taste buds


                                            > She stroked our manes and smiled

                                            > The glow of the light above casted a menacing shadow

                                            > “Good girls.” She cooed


                                            > Her head jerked forward and pointed to the two stallions

                                            > “You. Here. Now.”

                                            > I heard a pair of shuffling of hooves and the clanking of a metal belt buckle dance across the floor

                                            > “Which one of these fine mares would you like?”

                                            > Oh no

                                            > This can’t be happening!

                                            > This must be a bad dream!

                                            > Luna save me!


                                            > She bit her lip and tapped her hoof against her chin

                                            “I promise we won’t tell.” She added in an over the top juvenile tone

                                            > The stallion approach Pinkie from behind and grabbed her mane

                                            > “You shouldn't have tried to mess with us.”


                                            > He slid his penis inside her without resistance and Pinkies body began jerking back and forth

                                            > She put her hooves around Cloudchasers breast and fell into the act obediently

                                            > I could tell she was enjoying this


                                            > "Looks like you got the teatlet." Cloudchaser teased

                                            > heavy hoofs approached from behind

                                            > My ears fell into my mane

                                            > This can't be happening

                                            > Two hoofs slapped against my flank and squeezed tightly


                                            > My heart stopped

                                            > My Little Pony™ body froze

                                            > His hooves rode the curves of my plot over my dress.

                                            > "You got a nice plot." He chuckled


                                            > He lifted my dress and prodded his erection over my panties

                                            > It was so wet and stiff

                                            > I couldn’t take it any more.

                                            > I pulled away and erupted

                                            > "Stop! Don't you dare stick that thing inside me!"


                                            > He threw his hooves away and stumbled backwards

                                            > The room was once again blanketed in silence.

                                            "I will scream." I threatened


                                            > Pinkies face was flushed

                                            > her mouth was agape with threads of milk connecting her lips to the flinching teat

                                            > Then I felt it


                                            > Cloudchaser's hoof slammed against my head like a brick

                                            > I fell to the floor into the fluids covering the tiles

                                            > "Get up Teatlet."


                                            > I pulled myself up dazed by the heavy blow to my head

                                            > How did she do that?

                                            > She’s been treating me like a ragdoll all night

                                            > Did this potion have unknown properties?

                                            > Celestia I hope not


                                            > To my left an explosive giggle

                                            > “You guys are so silly! I know what you're up to!”

                                            > “Filthy rich, The farm, the weird fetishes….”

                                            > The stallion looked like we was about to keel over and faint

                                            > “You’re working for Filthy Rich arentcha?” Pinkie laughed


                                            > “What are you getting at?”

                                            > “I fucked him.” Pinkie giggled “And I think I have it all figured it out.”


                                            > “Stop me if I’m wrong but he brought all you rich types to Ponyville cause you’re all into freaky sex! And if anypony found out you’d never be able to show your face in Canterlot again. So you came here, because the mares in Ponyville have something you can't find anywhere else in Equestria.”


                                            >  Pinkie fell onto her back beside me and began rubbing her breasts in a slow circular motion.

                                            > “Betcha can’t find anything like these up in Canterlot.”

                                            > The stallion looked dumbfounded

                                            > “I’m not from here either. I grew up on a rock farm but after years of living in Ponyville I grew these babies.”


                                            > The stallion switched between looking at his buddy and Pinkie who had sunk down onto the floor laughing

                                            > “You want my body? Go ahead! But you can’t keep this secret going forever. Eventually somepony will talk but I’ll promise if you don't leave us alone I will tell."


                                            > The room fell quiet.

                                            > Pinkie eyed up every pony with a smug grin like she just won a game of chess

                                            > I had no idea what she was talking about but the stallions started to creep backwards towards the door

                                            > “Walk away." Pinkie threatened


                                            > I grabbed Pinkies hoof in terror

                                            > This was my moment

                                            > The ball was now in my court

                                            > I pointed up at Cloudchaser and shouted

                                            > "And I don't care if you tell Derpy! I'm not drinking another drop of your disgusting fluids!"


                                            > The stallions grabbed their jackets off the coat racks and ran away with their tails between their legs

                                            > I had never been so relieved in my life

                                            > But I had no time for reprieve

                                            > I looked back at Cloudchaser who was staring down at us with hate in her eyes

                                            > There was nothing she could use to hold over our heads anymore


                                            >  "You two are pathetic."

                                            > My grip on Pinkies hoof tightened

                                            > She grabbed the back of my head and snatched the pen from my pocket and began scribbling on my cheek

                                            > I closed my eyes as she pressed the tip into my skin beneath my eye

                                            > With all my strength I couldn’t escape her grip


                                            > When she was finished she dropped the pen onto the floor and jumped off the sink

                                            > "I'm done with you."

                                            > I watched as she exited the washroom with her teats bouncing between her legs

                                            > I pulled Pinkie into a hug

                                            > She was sticky and smelled awful but she was my saviour.


                                            "Thank you! Thank you so much!" I cried

                                            > She rubbed her hooves against the my back tenderly

                                            > My eyes started to water as I rocked back and forth in Pinkies legs

                                            “Cloudchaser was going to…She was going….I didn’t want to…”

                                            > “Shhh…It’s okay. I’m here for you.” She cooed


                                            “I’m sorry…I’m sorry…I’m sorry…”

                                            > “What are you sorry about?”

                                            “I’m a bad pony…I’m a very bad pony I’ve made so many mistakes!”

                                            > “Don’t say that! You’re a great mare! Honest!”

                                            > I pulled myself away and pressed my hoof against my cheek

                                            “What did she write?”

                                            > “Don’t worry about it, I’ll help you wash it off.”


                                            > I pulled myself off the floor and looked in the mirror

                                            > Then I read what she wrote and my heart sank

                                            > It read:

                                            > “I promise: I will only drink milk.”