No Milking November 2024 - Ms. Harshwhinny VS Chrysalis - Day 16 Written by BtMess Edited by WapaMario63 >Everything is going well so far >All on the due date, all coming without a hitch >Nothing surprising for those who had worked with Harshwhinny before >But being called in to take first photos during the preparation phase? >Checking stocks and deliveries? >That's what Chrysalis would call a bold move >And yet, that's what they were doing right now >Walking towards yet another storage where Harshwhinny would inspect more deliveries >Some on time >Others ahead of time >But none behind of schedule >Organized as such they'd be here mostly before they were even necessary for organization and internal distribution >Snap went the shuttle, as they passed by a carriage >Catching the drivers and the side of Harshwhinny's face in the picture >The older mare felt pleased at another job well done >A serious but proud face adorning her features in the photo >Despite the... Complications, of their current predicament >Namely, the absolute size of the teats below them both >Below, besides and above them, even >The photographer seemed fine, even though her teats were nearing double her own size >Nipples having deeply darkened compared to her usual greenish coat, getting closer to black >An unusual trait, but neither were experienced to holding up to this extent to call it >But while Chrysalis woes ended on a mere coat coloring, Harshwhinny's had simply started with the size she's gotten to >Each orb full to the brink and still making more, even as they grew bigger than an entire cart combined >Yet, Harshwhinny kept herself focused, not a step out of place, her professionalism shining through >Silver Sable, the crystal guardsmare from before, had been tasked with assisting the mare with her deeds >Especially with the knowledge Cadance had of how it could get later on >And so, asking for Silver Sable to open a door for them, they waited outside >Until the carriage door started opening from the inside >Both of them using normal doors were long since a thing from the past >At least during their challenge duration >And even then, that was still close to the limit of the door height >Especially for Harshwhinny, with the raw amount of space her teats now took over >The mare nipples vibrating slightly under the duress as she walked forwards >Almost rubbing on the top of the door frame, as she walked underneath >If not for the princess grade bra, she wouldn't even know where to look for these >Not without specialized, custom orders >Orders that once done would already be long behind her, such had been their growth >"Wait, let me go ahead, get a picture of you trotting inside" - Chrysalis asked, her warning coming a bit too late >The space was tight for the two buxom mares to maneuver >But with Harshwhinny pressing herself to the side, there was barely enough space for Chrysalis >Barely, it wasn't smooth sailing, the side of her orb scratching on a box, but it was enough >A small, pleasant grunt left her at the sensation, so sensitive they were now >But hiding it to herself, she snapped the image, saving to give all pictures at once >"So, is this all the soap we'll need?" >Harshwhinny asked for herself, looking at a paper taped on one of the boxes >Content that the numbers seemed to match >Yet, the feeling from before hadn't left Chrysalis >Her teats downright vibrating while producing more milk inwards >But for herself? She was eager for another feel, another rub >As risky as that would be, a chance of letting the flood out >But it had been so good... >Seeing Harshwhinny staring at the rings on the other side of the room, she took the opportunity >A small scratch at first >She could feel them growing, pushing against the crate >Then with slightly more force, a small crack >'Yesss... Just like that' - Chrysalis thought to herself >But then, she just felt the pressure disappear, a moist feeling underneath >Oh no >Did she fail? >Did she spill? >Was that too much? >They... Weren't leaking, at least it didn't feel like it >She swiftly stepped away, hiding herself in a corner between the boxes >Harshwhinny was still finishing with the rings, being more throughout since they would be in the forefront during the event >Safely put in the side corridor, Chrysalis swung her body side to side, feeling her mass >No, everything seemed to still be there >For better or worse >She rubbed her sides on boxes, checking to see if she felt something >Lightly, not wanting to risk anything >Yet, they were dry, nothing having spilled on herself >Phew, crisis averte- >"What is the meaning of this?" >Harshwhinny's voice broke the silence, as Chrysalis looked back >A box, or what remained of one, crunched down >"How many times do I have to say- Ugh. Was it Miss Derpy again?" >Turns out the raw size of the breast muffled the noise when it happened >... >Lucky... >"Crackle, come. Looks like will need a reminder of professional work conditions once more. Hmph!" >"Yeah, coming." - Chrysalis replied, doing her best to walk past the accident without any new events flaring over >How did ponies manage this?! >Out in the open, Harshwhinny let out a sigh >Her edge visibly dampening from the earlier event, unaware of who caused it besides her >She raised her head, set at going to the next warehouse over >The shiny crystal blue and pink bra extending almost fully to the ground >Yet, the princess grade material leaving just enough space for her to walk >"You wouldn't believe how hard it is to find competent workers nowadays" - she said, turning to Chrysalis, before continuing >"I'm glad I found somepony I can trust, not only with the work, but this silly challenge." >Taken aback, Chrysalis put on her best smile forward, not expecting such openness >"Of course, what kind of pony would I be otherwise?" >Knowing or not, they both had been helping each other >Seeing the other hold on, giving them more strength to hold on for longer >It was a bonding experience, one Harshwhinny hadn't expect to find >Perhaps the sisters hadn't been as silly as she thought... >Chrysalis teats vibrated again, an indication of them working overtime >Feeling the itch grow, she knew she wouldn't be able to handle herself near scratchable objects like this >Not with the new knowledge...and weighting >"Hey, want to go for a break? Maybe drink some coffee and unwind after that mess up?" >Even squished under her own mass as Hashwhinny was, she still walked forward to pat the mare's side >"No can do. Especially after... That. I can't just abandon my post." >Well, that sucked. >"But feel free to take the rest of the day off. The images we got should be enough for now." >Chrysalis was surprised at being relieved, but no less glad >With a smile, she tried to get some more of that bridge in her favor >"You know, we're just about past the halfway mark. And with how well we're handling, perhaps we could go for a two month duration, hmm?" >She knocked her elbow in the far larger mare's teat in a jest >And while it did get a small smile on them both >With the dimensions they were already taking >The production they had gotten up to >Yea, neither would be looking forwards a two month challenge period >Especially since not even the princesses handled a full month, barely >With a wave, each went to their separate paths >Both of them hoping that the upcoming practice week would end up better than this last, without any surprises >If only they knew what was to come... See the teat expansion drive pics on https://pone.social/@WapaLewdio63 and contribute to their growth!