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.