> Laden Milkmaidens
>  by Frocto
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> Fluttershy's Milking
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You could do a curvy, big-breasted girl a lot of good by filling her melons to the brim with creamy, rich milk. Especially if she was already spilling out of her clothes in the first place!

Before she'd determinedly turned her womb over to you, rejecting contraceptives and anything else you'd offered up, Fluttershy had already been the most livestock-ready gal in all of Ponyville. Her mega-thick rear swallowed up shorts, turning them into g-strings. Her wobbling, pendulous breasts made her into a walking porno, each melon-sized half of her bosom turning full-sized sweaters that could hang to other girl's knees into miniscule tank-tops with acres of trembling underboob. And of course, the gentle, loving personality of a saint to top it all off.

But since the pregnancy, goodness gracious! Ponyville's incumbent chesty sex goddess had had a bouncing breast meat explosion, her body expanding in leaps and bounds in every fertile direction! Hips! Chest! Ass! It was all deliciously swollen up, reddened from embarrassment and ready to be put to use by the right cattle farmer. 

The earth seemed to positively thunder under her feet with each ponderous step, the supermodel-level beauty shuffling about Ponyville with considerable concern for her new assets. If she turned a corner too quickly, she could knock a pony-drawn cart onto its side. If she sat down in her favourite armchair too fast, she'd push right down onto that padded cushion all too fast, breaking through the wooden struts underneath it with all the force of a dropped boulder.

Even just strolling the streets could be tricky... As you were about to find out today! A very flustered Fluttershy knocked politely on your front door three times before letting herself in... Her bottom lip was trembling, and she fully threw herself into you as soon as she saw you.

"Mmmn! It happened again! I can't believe it~" she whined, burying her face in your shoulder. Everything from your neck to your crotch was smothered completely in a crashing, obscuring tidal wave of chest. Fluttershy's newest yellow dress seemed to be holding her in for the time being, but there was no telling when her next growth spurt would reduce it to tatters on the floor!

You politely inquired what was wrong. She sniffled and looked up at you, still only coming up to your chest despite all her new growth.

"Sniff~ It was, um, dear, sweet little Angel Bunny again... I know he doesn’t mean any harm, but... Well!"

She dried her eyes slightly and leaned away from you. "I was having a nap on a park bench and I woke up to f-find him crawling all over my breasts... And then when I went to Rarity's to get my new dress made, she was stealing gropes wherever she could!"

She shook her head and returned it to her favourite perch on your chest. "I need relief. Um. Right now... P-Please..."

You stroked her hair gently, leading her to the table where you'd already set up two cups of tea. She brightened considerably when she saw them. Fluttershy eased her plump rear down onto one of the wooden chairs, causing it to creak beneath her weight, and placed her cup on top of her chest. She took a few sips, then looked down at it, then back up at you. In the tiniest squeak, she whispered "... There's n-no milk."

You flushed a little, avoiding her gaze. Of course you hadn’t included any milk... It was all she’d be seeing today, from morning till the evening. Milk would be gushing from the tips of her breasts non-stop, and the breasts of her friends. All so the ponies of Ponyville wouldn’t go thirsty! 

You told her as much, and she crossed her legs. Fluttershy let out a little, "Ahh~", half-understanding, half-arousal. She was anxious, and her body began heating up at what was to come.

She unzipped her dress at the back and gently shifted it down, tugging it until one of her nipples was freed, the milk-dispensing nozzle almost as large as the teacup itself! She pointed it at the rim of the teacup and began to gently kneed her chest...

"Fluttershy! Wait!"

A blast of creamy white milk shot from her bosom, hitting the teacup and toppling it over completely! Fluttershy gasped, then shrank back into her chair. "M-Meep."

You smiled softly and stood up from your chair, pushing your cup of tea across the table to her. She quietly sipped it as she watched you clean the mess up. "Th-Thankyou."

"So are Pinkie and Babs Seed coming today?" she asked in a little voice. You nodded, having already got them set up in the barn, ready for her to join them and make six milking breasts. 

She leapt up from her seat, sending her enormous breasts into a violent wobble as she drew her small handbag from her lap. "Ohhhh! Why didn't you tell me? I need to get changed!"

Fluttershy ran out of the room as fast as she could, floorboards creaking underfoot. When she came back later, you sucked in a deep breath. The naughty hot pole that had put that child in her belly began to get hard. 

Fluttershy was as good as naked. The yellow-haired pony with the beautiful mixture of wings and pink hair spilling down her back had stripped her clumsy, restrictive dress right off her figure. She replaced it with clothes far more fitting what she truly, really wanted to be.

Her cowprint bikini looked as lewd as ever, filling your mind with visions of the day's work lying ahead. Ponyville's men and women would soon arrive in droves with empty milk bottles, and every last one would require filling!

The small top consisted solely of a pair of triangular patches about as big as one of her large, soulful eyes, tied together with little more than a few pieces of strained silk cord! Those dainty cups that would have struggled to keep Rainbow Dash covered, let alone Fluttershy, woefully underperformed at the job of covering her milk-dripping flesh-nozzles. Her obscenely large tits were held up and presented out for male hands by the tiny straps of fabric running up from each cup, meeting at a tie around her neck. Another silk strap connected the cups in the middle, stretched taut by her sheer size. The vast cleavage formed by those tightly condensed breasts made a trap no cock could hope to escape from!

Her hips were one and a half times as wide as they'd been six months ago and were left completely bare, aside from an adorable cowprint pasty slapped directly onto her pussy. She wouldn't have stood a chance of getting it in between her tree-trunk thighs without being able to sit in front of the bathroom's full-length mirror with her legs spread wide. Shiny red slut-heels adorned her hooves, clicking and clacking with each heel-toe step she took. She wobbled directly towards you in a straight line and waited meekly for orders.

You upraised the thing she'd been waiting for... Her favourite playtoy for these lazy afternoons you spent together. At the sight of the simple brown collar with the large cowbell hanging off of it, Fluttershy seemed to become electrified. Her small, pink tongue, just as adorable as the rest of her, waggled its way out of her mouth and her breathing quickened. That expression was too lewd for the rest of Ponyville, you'd decided. Much better to keep it to yourself.

"Please..." she whined. "Please put it on. I know I'm already so big, but... Uhn! Mmmn!" Her rosy cheeks flushed as she tried to look everywhere but at her favourite toy. Tried and failed! "Moo?"

Taking mercy on the poor pony, you slipped the collar around her neck and fastened it. Soon, Fluttershy was sighing happily as a magical glow began to surround her, changing her body for the plusher.

The collar was one of three such items in the village, purchased for no small expense for some very special ponies. You remembered when Fluttershy first saw the object in your shaking hands and understood what you had in store for her. You wanted her to live life as a grazing, mooing dairy cow. A super-heavyweight Lactation Goddess with tons of pleasant pudge, full cheeks and an incredible behind and rack. She was already renowned for her impossible largeness, and you wanted her to grow even bigger? She took it readily, with a guilty smile on her lips.

Those words she'd whispered in your ear on that day still came to memory easily... "Please take good care of your dairy cow."

Fluttershy sighed in pleasure as the changes began to overtake her body. She could feel her breasts greedily absorbing the magic, growing bigger and bigger with each second that passed. She leaned back against the wall, both hands resting on her expanding belly. Her elbows and forearms vanishing from her sight as her growing breasts had nowhere to go but out to the side! If she'd been a dull-witted, pleasure-giving breeding cow earlier, now she was the definition of livestock, meaty all over and soft and ready for cuddling! What man wouldn't want to bury his face between those newly grown-out cow-tits, and rub and play with her belly?

More and more of Fluttershy's perfect body was revealed as her tiny bikini struggled to contain all her new assets! Her already mighty breasts expanded more and more cup sizes, hanging heavily and naturally in the cowprint cradle. Her buttcheeks grew out into a juicy shelf that stuck out luridly behind, vulnerable to all sorts of lewd touches! Even her pussy grew fuller and plumper, the pasty suddenly looking hard-pressed to keep those thick adult lips contained as she ground her mega-thick thighs together. Her thigh-gap even vanished to the growth altogether!

Last but certainly not least, a large pair of floppy cow ears, followed by tiny horns, sprouted from the top of her head. Fluttershy had gone from pony to bovine in the space of just thirty seconds, and while her body was done changing, her internal chemistry would take a little longer to catch up. Mooing became easier than forming sentences. The urge to pop out her cute calves so she could start on the next ones caused her to throb between her thighs. Complicated thoughts were mercifully buried under the urge to serve master and provide milk as Fluttershy went to a floaty, giddy happy place. It was embarrassing how much she enjoyed those changes in particular, feeling safe to truly indulge herself under her caretaker's concerned eye.

She let out a soft moan and ran her hands up and over her absolutely gigantic figure, squeezing along her pudgy stomach and over the erect caps of her nipples, which were now so large that they lifted the pathetic cups of her cow print bikini upward, exposing the candy-pink areolas beneath. She continued sliding her silky digits up and over each of her immense, milk-filled teats, rising slowly upward as she panted deeply from the heightened sensitivity her body was feeling. Looking down, she could see nothing but the vast, jiggly globes of her pendulous titflesh. Each breath she took raised her chest, sending her heaving udders into a wobble, her perky nipples standing hard and following suit. Her journey ended with her cowprint-gloved hands clutching either side of her face. "Mmmn... No matter how many times I do it, it never stops feeling..." 

Fluttershy chewed her lip, lost for words. "Moo~"

Maybe she shouldn’t have done that! Mooing was all well and good when she didn’t have the magical collar fixed around her neck, but it was in fact the command word that made that delightful ornament work its magic. 

Each little lowing, pleasured cow-sound a pony made transformed their amazing bodies further. A little string of "Moo, moo, moo!" was often all it could take to make a pony rocket up two or three cup sizes, heavy-hanging breast meat bursting out in inches and not stopping until it was straining at their clothes, struggling to burst out and into their hands! Colorful, jiggling breast-flesh would eagerly hijack shirts that had previously covered tummies, pulling them up and up until they were little more than tank-tops, quivering underboob wobbling in plain sight. Mountainous titties would rush up to fill dress cleavage as if saying a pervy hello to any nearby hands or suction cups, inviting them to come closer!

The problem was compounded by Fluttershy's bikini top already undergoing quite a bit of pressure! The garment that would have wrapped around the entire circumference of her hips once upon a time was now being strained by her bust, and a sudden growth spurt pushed the overworked garment well past its limits. The dainty bikini was a national hero, sacrificing its final moments in the futile effort of keeping those titties pinned to her chest. Each cup was flung in an opposite direction, sling-shotted away as the tension point between her titties snapped clean in two, and she squeaked as her wobbling mams both sped off in opposite directions, before coming back together in the centre with a thunderclap that made Fluttershy jump! 

"Eek!" 

She tumbled back onto your couch, one elbow ending up resting on the cushions, her legs up and the dizzied pinkette staring in disbelief at the two flushing funbags on her chest that seemed to define her now, like she was just an accessory that came with those immense, jaw-dropping breasts! Each of her enormous, stiff nipples was swaying gently as they poked up into the air. Fluttershy was so mad! Another top ruined! She wanted to just ball her hands up into fists and slam them down on the couch! Yes, she'd do that! Right away! She'd close her fists and she'd... She'd...

The longer Fluttershy stared at her own breasts, the harder it was to remember what she'd ever been angry about. In the back of her mind, she knew this was the collar's responsibility for making her more placid and bovine-minded, but wasn't that kind of fun in its own way? She could always take it off and go back to being herself later... So why not just enjoy the buzz while it lasted?

Besides, how could she stay mad when she had such huge, soft, squishy... Mmmm! Soon, she'd plucked up the stray strands of hair adorning her breasts and moved them aside, so she could better rub and massage her own mouth-watering chest. They were so big now she had to settle for sinking her fingers into either the topside that ran down to her cow-nozzle, or settle for massaging the outer sides. Almost everything else was out of reach! 

"Heehee. Moo. Ooh~ Heehee." 

A few more of those cute moos was all it took to have Fluttershy's breasts arrive at a truly magnificent size. It was unreasonable for a single pony to carry around so much flesh on her chest, and yet... Wasn't it befitting of one expected to provide milk to all of Ponyville? Yes, this was fine for her...

So where did she sit now, as those last few soft moos escaped the cowbell-clad milkmaid's mouth? One had to remember that while Fluttershy had big, thick, wide hips, her shoulders were quite narrow. Her body had never been expected to carry such a hefty burden, which was why your good friend Rarity had prepared a breast harness just for this occasion. You helped her into it, and stood back to admire your handiwork!

The harness was shaped much like a bra, with straps running up from each breast and over her shoulders and no traditional cups to speak off. Rather, there were a triangular formation of straps acting as a sling-cup holding up each breast. This caused a large majority of the titmeat, as well as her nipples, to bulge out through the openings on each triangle. The straps of the harness were adjustable to keep up with breast growth and shrinkage. A magical, finely-interlaced webbing propped each breast up, providing some much-needed support! Because they were immense now! Truly the biggest breasts in all of Equestria, having now surpassed even the Princesses in Canterlot Castle themselves! 

Each bosom emerged from Floots's chest fresh and ready for male attention. The amount of breast flesh on her torso before the harness dug in and segmented it was more than most girls had for their entire breasts, but Fluttershy was only just getting started! The wild, out-of-control acres of expanse being cupped and supported from there on out might have comprised a third of her body's weight or more, sticking out not just one foot in front of her, but several! It was udder insanity! 

Each of her massive cow-tits were slung up, combining with her pregnant tummy to lift her erect nipples several inches higher. Her breast flesh protruded even more ludicrously from her torso now, bulging it outward in lewd, milky peaks. with her oversized nozzles practically begging to have lips latched over them and slurped without end. Those immense nipples thrust out like raised cannons, ready to spray with blasts of milk. 

She wouldn’t be able to walk anywhere without it looking like she was thrusting her fat yellow rack outward for everyone to see. Such a display was simply too lewd for such a shy mare, and yet, it filled her with such an exciting feeling! Having her tits slap together on each step made her puffy pussy practically gush in arousal, until her thighs were shiny with it all!

Each of the shiny, lactating orbs wobbled and bobbled all-naturally with the slightest movement, giving you a much needed reminder that they were 100% real and hanging off of your girlfriend. You'd have to stand several feet away from her just to be able to glimpse her lower body: it was all cast in shadow by those mighty flesh-pillows. Oh to rest your head on one and fall asleep.

"This harness is so comfy! Moo!" she giggled. Fluttershy’s statement was immediately followed by a creaking sound and her whining in pain, and you had to rush to her side to adjust those straps until she was content again. Rarity, wherever you are today, you're a genius.

There didn't seem to be much point in covering her dripping nipples up with pasties again, so instead you tied some ribbons around them and, as an afterthought, hung cowbells off of them! Now the gurgling and sloshing of her milk trying to rush out of those overstuffed orbs was accompanied by even more clanging and clanking than before! A helpful extra warning that she was coming around tight corners for Ponyville’s citizens! 

An ear-tag on her wiggling cow-ears and the pit-stop for Fluttershy’s breasts was complete!

You hooked a finger in her new and improved harness and led her out of the house. You both headed around to the barn you'd built just for this purpose. A loud humming sound audible from outside let her know the machines were already switched on. As you both ducked under the low entryway, she could confirm that, sure enough, Babs Seed and Pinkie Pie were both already here and hard at work.

The pair were standing on the far side of the barn, resting their elbows on a slightly-above-waist-height steel bar. The bars were also being used to support four of the largest breasts in Ponyville, uncovered and freely lactating into the cups attached to their chests. Said suction cups were full to the brim with creamy milk, both girls delighting in having their over-ripened chests drained into large milk canisters while they mooed and mooed and mooed.

You were used enough to the rhythmic sound of the machine relishing its duty of lightening Pinkie and Babs's separate loads that you could just barely make out the sound of the steel bar creaking under the weight of all that titty-meat. It might just be the hardest worker here, and its day was about to get a lot more rough as Fluttershy approached it. It had to support the weight of three fair milk-maidens today!

Pinkie and Babs both had their legs spread wide apart, holding a simplistic conversation as they worked. It wasn't that they'd lost the ability to reason at a higher level, it was just... difficult. They were concentrating on important stuff right now; you wouldn't wanna debate philosophy or anything while you were thinking about how damn good your titties felt being played with, after all! 

You noticed that both girl occasionally dipped their fingers between their huge thunder-thighs. Sometimes the conversation paused as one of them just rolled her eyes back and bucked her hips for half a minute at a time, riding out one of the dozens of orgasms they'd be having today. Judging by the fluid dripping down Pinkie's thighs, she'd had a pussy party of her own right before you two had come in the door!

Fluttershy's eyes sparkled as she turned to you. "Your cow..." She took a deep breath, which made her breasts bounce and her bells clang. "Your cow needs to be milked right away."

She was right. You'd been a negligent dairy farmer so far, it would be irresponsible to not take care of her!

Moments later, she was taking up her spot up between the other two girls. Fluttershy leaned over the padded steel bar, causing it to groan loudly in disapproval. It had never taken this much strain before, as Shy’s pregnancy had caused her breasts to swell greatly in size over time. With the magical cowbell now around her neck, the growth it granted combined with her new fertile body had caused her to reach the largest size she had ever been. The poor yellow mare’s tits were nothing short of mammoth, heaving with milk and aching to be tugged and groped for release. She felt herself leaking constantly from her horny nipples, wetting the ground below with her thick breast milk. She was no doubt filled with more milk than any number of dairy cows in the village! Sweat rolled down Fluttershy’s glistening teats and fat ass, the sheer arousal from the anticipation caused her body to heat up, flushing her face red as she panted deeply. 

It was a miracle the steel bar could even support Shy’s new weight on its own, let alone the two other massive breasted mares bending over it as well! You attached her own pair of yellow cups to each thick nipple. The sensation of the cups clamping and slurping over her engorged teats was almost enough to make her cum on the spot! As you watched her settling into the milking process, plaintive mooing joining the other two girls, you realized you might just have the best job in Ponyville. The view from where you were now was certainly agreeable!

Each of the girl's bodies were special in their own way. You'd already had plenty of time to look at Fluttershy today, but Babs and Pinkie had their own assets to bring to the show as well!

Putting aside Fluttershy's breasts, Pinkie cut the biggest profile of the three. Her enormous hairstyle seemed to blow up even bigger with becoming a cow, the frizzy, cherry-red hedge bouncing out in every possible direction! It was just as larger-than-life and expressive as the rest of her! Her normally keen, discerning eyes were dulled a little, but she still had one of those wry smiles on her face like she was coming up with her latest joke even while she was being milked. Of all three girls, it was probably the most fun to watch her orgasm, since her whole body got in on the act, trembling and quivering like there was an earthquake going on outside. If she was standing, her hands would trade curious patterns in the air. If she were on her back, her arms and legs would kick like crazy. Pinkie always had too much energy even on her lowest days, and the female orgasm filled her up to the brim!

Since she'd become a full-time cowgirl for Ponyville, Pinkamena had taken to the idea of grazing cattle like none other, the voracious little bundle of fun turning into a great big fat one! Her belly prodded out some ways in front of her, and that was even before you'd rather generously pinned her hips to the sheets and split some ovums with your sticky white stuff. Now she was eating for two (or three or four or five!) she didn't seem like she was gonna go back to sane eating habits any time soon. 

You know what else had gotten bigger with pregnancy? Dat fucking ass. Pinkie had never been a slouch in the booty department. Far from it, actually, she'd thought nothing of lugging around a simply colossal caboose, so big you could balance a drink on it... If she hadn't put her own drink there first! That lewd shelf of pony-flesh had only gotten bigger and bigger after she'd parked the party bus to take on your babies, and it was probably the only thing in town that could match her yellow friend's bust for size. Pinkie’s hips and thighs had thickened up immensely to keep up with all of the juicy, jiggling meat on her chest and ass. Not to mention the sheer size of her huge, taut tummy. Along with her oversized breasts, it protruded outward a ridiculous distance, swollen with both life and no doubt several dozen gulps of her own milk! Goodness knows she couldn’t resist sampling straight from the tap on work days! 

One of these days you'd find a way to sandwich your cock between Fluttershy's chest and Pinkie's rear end and then you could probably die with no regrets. Or maybe just keep fucking hot pony gals! Either way~

Cowgirl Babs was the smallest of the three, meaning she was "only" the smallest of three mountains amongst a field of pebbles. But by Celestia if she didn't have the form of a carnal fertility goddess. Babs Seed was more like Babs Plantation after having undergone the full bovine treatment at your hands. She was in full bloom and engorged with ripeness, a female bounty that was yearning to be plucked.

Her face was still the same, that familiar mop of tousled red hair and sharp green eyes that had in recent years become one of your favourite places to rest your cock... Sure she had big floppy cow ears and horns now, but she was still a beautiful young lady. Below the neck was where most of the engorging had taken place, giving Babs an opulent figure most boys could only dream of, a slave-girl body that promised hours of fun for stiff dicks.

Narrow, tight shoulders, a reminder that she'd once weighed nearly half as much as she did now? Check!

Collar with cowbell around her neck, clearly reading "MILK ME"? Check~

Gravity-defying mega-bust, each plump orb so large that they not only met in the middle and formed an all-natural cleavage, but also thrust voluminously out to either side? Oh, you bet she had those... They were just about her finest, most wonderful asset! 

Due to Babs not being a cow for as long as the other mares had been, she hadn’t yet reached the same level of milk production as they were capable of. She didn’t need to be milked for as overly long as Pinkie did, and with Fluttershy’s new absolutely heaving milk-factories, she’d probably never be able to fully empty herself again.

You tugged the cups off Babs’ erect nipples with a wet pop, sending them wobbling cutely. She moaned from the sudden suction on her nipples. Having them played with was one of her most favorite things about being a cowgirl! 

Strangely enough, despite being milked for the same amount of time as usual, Babs was nowhere near empty, still extremely swollen and dripping with milk. You could swear they’d grown bigger since last week.

When she turned to face you dead-on, Babs's muscular arms weren't even visible behind her breasts. Her cow print glove-clad forearms couldn't even point straight down, there just wasn't any room!

Her saucer-sized, extra-rosy nipples were both leaking creamy mare milk down the swells of her underbust. They pointed directly at you as she waited expectantly for you to cover her up. 

You readied her favorite accessories for her costume outside of the collar itself and placed them over her nipples, tucking both teats under heart-shaped pasties far too small for the job. Goodness yes! Even now, both pasties had little rivulets of milk leaking from under the bottom as the moo-cow's natural urges to continue to get milked had her nipples struggling to break free of the stretchy, sticky prisons they were locked away under. You could just about hear her boobies working to peel 'em off already and let them come bouncing out to play in the sunshine!

And last but not least, those hips. What hips they were! They formed a solid wall of flesh that had expanded her flanks considerably to either side and far out the back, bulging with fertility and locked away in a high-leg cowprint thong that left nothing to the imagination about her womanly contours. The gaze of yourself and others around Ponyville had unrestricted access to her backside, thighs and calves, not to mention the cock-craving spot nestled at the very centre of her barely-there thigh gap. It beckoned you to imagine how luscious she'd look with her thighs apart, or her ankles behind her neck... Mooing to have a cock shoveled deep into her and rampaging inside her oh-so-ready body. 

The whole ensemble of her devilish lower form was capped by a daintily swishing tail that flicked back and forth whenever she was aroused. So, that meant constantly! You were used to seeing that cute floppy tail swish back and forth when she pouted at you, unable to believe you'd denied her sex for another whole day!

Why even torture yourself and her by denying her sex? There was nothing Babs wanted in the whole world more than to just plant her gigantic cow-butt on the bed, look up at you with adoring eyes and peel those plump lower-lips apart. She would accept your dick deep inside her warm, so-eager slit in a heartbeat, so why not just go ahead and drill her until the bed-legs broke? It would be such fun! 

And it wasn't like she was underage anymore... As Babs was so eager to remind you, often while planting your face directly into her breasts, she was a grown-up now. A real bonafide adult lady who could get pregnant to whoever she wanted... Even if there was only one male in the entire world she'd possibly ever consider for the task of tearing into her eggs like they were a wrapped up Hearth’s Warming Eve present waiting under the tree! She just wanted to fuck you so bad, so... Why not go right in and knock her up?

Why not indeed? You and Babs both knew it would be the end of her modest frame, perhaps even for good. She'd develop a real set of swinging, bra-busting titties rivalling the other two for weight and milkiness. Her body's supersex-growth would go completely into overdrive once maternal instincts kicked in and then there'd be no going back. She'd become a hardcore incubator and carer for young, excess litres of milk flooding her chest to the brim as she got super-duper serious about nourishing the young you'd pack into her highly unprotected womb!

The proof was right there in the other two girls. Pinkie and Fluttershy had their vulnerable eggs pricked with your virile semen months ago, and since then their love for their unborn foals had manifested in ravenous appetites, the weight-gain of every meal had seemingly bypassed their stomachs and shot like an arrow into their chests, not even thinking to stop anywhere that wasn't going to be working hard producing more delicious milk! They were both maternal tit-goddesses now! 

It was as though their desire to feed their future babies had manifested with a vengeance, even if at the same time a certain silly, naughty, perverted somebody was guzzling more than his fair share of the creamy mama-milk made for the babies.

Honestly, you could afford to be a little greedy, when you considered your three super-loving, doting girlfriends had nothing short of industrial-grade milk factories mounted on their chests! You couldn't have milked them to the point where there wouldn't be enough left for the babies if you'd tried. At this point, Babs, Fluttershy and Pinkie were producing enough between the three of them that all of Ponyville could have switched over to breastfeeding from them and nobody would have gone the slightest bit hungry. 

In short, Babs certainly had room to grow. She was still miles bigger and curvier than your typical Ponyville mare, not to mention the absolute perfect snuggle buddy, with breasts "only" twice as big as her head and "only" capable of dispensing enough enough milk on the hour to fill up five or six of your standard milk jugs. In fact, she could even sometimes fit her ass through the town's doorways when she was all puffed up from maxed-out bovinity, while Fluttershy had to grunt and strain and Pinkie was pretty much limited to using barn doors nowadays!

So why not knock her up? Well, that was a good question, wasn't it? Ever since she'd hit that golden 18, she'd been trying! At first she'd had no trouble putting her impressive musculature to work wrestling you under her and getting you to fire off bareback deep inside, but as all that extra cow flesh got added to her herculean frame, she gradually plumped up and appeared not much more than toned. It became easier to just sort of... lay on her back and moo until a broad, fat penis-head was rubbing on her lips. Then she could just, you know, open her mouth and suck it into that hot little mouth of hers. It got hard to keep thinking about stuff when you were sucking a meaty cock... Better to just lay back and drink semen than work on her figure!

Every time the collar came off and she regained her mental focus, she'd immediately go back to plotting, but the second she tried to pin you down and force your child into her strong, wide hips, she'd lose her concentration and you'd be able to pop that collar back around her neck.

Well, today was her lucky day. After discussing it with Pinkie and Fluttershy, the three of you had agreed that once the girls had produced enough milk for all of Ponyville's mares and stallions for another month, there wasn't any need to hold back anymore. Babs Seed was going to get her breeding cherry popped wide open! After today's work, you’d be digging into those incredibly soft, meaty curves with all your strength. You’d feast on Babs Seed’s body! It was finally time to get started on a freckled family of her own. Today, her cries of "It's not fair... I turned 18 last month!" were finally going to end! 

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Babs, Fluttershy and Pinkie were bent over the steel bar, breasts stuck out the window, while their rumps and tails were raised towards you. At first Fluttershy showed some hesitation about touching her greedy pussy as much as the other two, but after the pumps working on her breasts had been going for a few minutes, she was digging down there just for some much-needed relief! A little after that her orgasmic moans joined theirs, all three cows howling together. 

You walked around to the outside of the barn, opening the gate to a small fenced area where the customers would stand while ordering. The first thing customers saw when they approached was those three smiling faces, parked atop signs listing Small (what a misnomer!), Medium and Large breasts, all hanging low and swaying. Pinkie’s butt was even big enough you could see it from outside! These lovely cows dripped sweat down their flesh, milk from their nipples and practically begged to get stuffed with cock in their mouths!

You made the necessary arrangements to draw in all those happy, spending customers in with a tantalizing display of the produce! You moved a big ol’ 10 gallon steel jug around to the front of the barn. It was identical to the ones the girls were filling now, but while those would soon be sloshing nicely with the mouth-wateringly delicious full-cream milk of your busty moo-cows, this was just the empty display model. 

You set it up alongside a sign reading, “Full-cream jug = 50 bits (Trade in your empty!). A good, hard squeeze = 2 bits (Bring a bottle!)”. It was half what you’d be paying in Canterlot, although perhaps the delivery method was a bit unusual! Regardless, you and your girlfriends had to eat too, and that wasn’t even getting into the matter of the unborn foals making their bellies extra-big and round! 

Customers would be appearing any moment now, ready to make their milk purchases from both bottle and straight from the tap! For now, you tugged the cups of the milking machine off from both Pinkie and Shy with loud, wet pops.

Pinkie cheerfully sighed and Shy let out a whimpering moan as her swollen milk tanks slapped together from the sheer force of her swaying. Fluttershy was nowhere near done being milked, and the pressure still inside each of her massive teats was enough to drive her wild! If only someone would service the poor mare~


With all that taken care of, the job was done and everything was ready for your beloved customers. And here came the very first one!

Few ponies liked a tall glass of milk more than Ponyville’s resident fashionista, the one and only Rarity, even moreso now that she was trying to very slowly wean Sweetie Belle off of her ample chest. It would be good to get her on someone else’s milk for a change! 

You could hardly blame her for getting her little sister addicted to suckling on her chest, after the big lactation craze had swept Ponyville... And she would have been content to let the little Unicorn suckle for hours if it didn’t chew through ever so much of her day. She had work to do, after all!

So, here she was, slightly ruffled from having her sore nipples rubbing against the inside of her long, flowing white gown... The goddess of design looked happy just to be out of the house and strolling around without her naughty little sister trying to affix herself to her flesh.

Rarity looked as stunning as ever in a long formal gown that cupped her body tightly all the way down to the hem inches above her six-inch high-heeled strappy sandals. From there, the wiring poofed it out into a most perfectly elegant and ladylike flower shape, her latest and most simply marvelous fashion statement.

But wasn't it hampered a little bit by how impossibly close the rest of the dress fit her flesh at every angle? It gripped her thighs and calves almost as tightly as pantyhose and her overabundant chest looked like it was more than ready to spill out at a moment's notice. Even still, a dress like this wouldn’t even begin to fit even the smallest of these three cows bent over just ahead. 

She stopped at the line-up of breasts at the front of the barn, clicked her heels on the stone path, turned her head and then... 

Beam~ 

She flashed the trio of cowgirls the most brilliant smile they'd ever seen. Her bright smile glimmered with unmistakable amusement. Rarity tilted herself forward, showing off the ridiculous amount of jewelry she'd weighed herself down with today, including a pair of earrings encrusted with gemstones, a pearl necklace that looped right over her rack and partially disappeared down her cleavage, some gold bangles, anklets, rings...

And the whole ensemble was topped off with an extra wide-brimmed hat big enough that it would've taken at least one whole Fluttershy-breast to fill it up.

She was clutching a basket stuffed to the brim with empty milk bottles and was clearly planning on making a purchase from you... But who could say just how thirsty this perverted mare was feeling?

You stumbled away back inside the barn and soon popped up behind your trio of diligent cows, leaning on their backs as they smiled with doe eyes up at Rarity.

"Good morning, Miss Rarity!" you chimed in your most professional voice, quickly settling your official milkman cap on your head. You put both elbows on Pinkie's butt, letting them sink into the mass of cushiony flesh and put your chin on your hands. "What can we get you today?"

She touched a fingertip to her lips as she surveyed the row of cows. Babs, eyes closed and lost in her fantasies, Fluttershy with her downcast eyes and burning blush... And Pinkie bouncing on the spot, rolling her big boobies back and forth on the windowsill, unable to holster her holstein excitement! 

“Why, that is a good question, isn’t it?” she said, letting out a tinkling laugh to tease your ears. “You have such a fine selection of milk-cows as ever, dear, mmhmhm!”

Rarity approached the line of waiting cowgirls with a faint smile on her lips. The presentation of beautiful faces and big, jiggling breasts looked fantastical and unreal from a distance, and walking right up to them, until they they were within arm's reach didn't make their quivering ballast any easier to accept. Just a single one of these fillies would have set records for bust size all across Equestria... Being confronted by all three was enough to reduce some to drooling, horny wrecks.

She was a sophisticated lady, however, and maintained her cool. Rarity strolled up and down the line of bosoms, hemming and hawing, before finally approaching Babs Seed. "Yes, these are... Simply spectacular, especially for such a young filly! Why, I do remember when you barely came up to my waist, hohoho. Mm, and yet here we are, you with your big, cheeky grown-up breasts on display and me dry as a bone."

Rarity's tongue prodded out between her lips and luridly slipped across her lips as she looked down at Babs. Beside her, Fluttershy was watching timidly and Pinkie was mooing brainlessly, clanging her bell and watching her sloshing bust expand. "Yes! So very dry. Would you like to fill my belly up, darling?" asked Rarity with a giggle.

She glanced towards you, raising both of her hands to the trembling tomboy's earth-quaking melons. "May I, sir? I'd like to, ahh, sample the goods a little more directly than most. If you don't mind, that is!”

You didn't see the problem. A trickle of sweat beaded on Babs's forehead as she gripped the windowsill more firmly and deposited her bust into Rarity's hands with a loud pair of slaps. She instantly gasped at the overwhelming sensation, eyes rolling from just the slightest pressure of Rarity's fingertips. 

Babs tried to pull herself back and keep her sanity and dignity intact, but she couldn't! The inquisitive, perverted fashionista had grasped her firmly, keeping her palms centred on Babs Seed's pasties while her fingertips touched the exposed flesh of her boobs. Milk began to trickle down onto Rarity's wrists and run down her arms.

"They're simply amazing!" said Rarity, working her hands around Babs's chest in slow circles, rubbing her body. While the captive cow began to whimper quietly from the glory of being touched, Rarity moved each palm to the outside of the young adult's freckled breasts, giving them little slaps along the way that made them wobble. Once she was there, she pushed those tits together until her pasties met in the centre... And then eased her "grip" to a gentle "cup" that let them sink back down to their natural shapes. Rarity sighed, lost in the pleasure of such a large pair of breasts.

"A truly colossal pair of tits~!" she praised. Rarity turned her hands upwards and put them under Babs Seed's breasts, supporting them with her baby-smooth hands. It was so comfy for the tomboy and she relaxed, feeling warm and safe... Perhaps a mistake given she was in the hands of a master seductress!

"Might we do away with these?" asked the feisty Unicorn, nodding towards Babs Seed's pasties. You were beginning to wonder if she was being a bit too forceful, but she'd already begun to tug them off before you had time to respond! She gripped the bottom of each cowprint heart shape and tugged upwards, taking breasts that had to sit heavily on the girl's ribs for her to be comfortable and plucking them right up! Babs cried out as her nipples were drawn up and up and up, each tugged in opposite directions, and all that seemingly endless fatty adipose tissue wobbling between her chest and her nipples, swaying with all that undeniable weight. 

"Oh my! They're so sticky!" gasped Rarity. Her tongue was poking out the corner of her mouth. She narrowed her eyes in concentration. Ponyville’s number one classy lady turned her hands upwards, planting her knuckles directly into Babs's breasts. She turned her wrists slightly, pulling Babs’s breasts along. A loud peeling sound announced to everyone that they were finally coming off.

Babs was a mess! The poor cow-pony was moaning and mewling, the fingers of both hands laced around the iron bar supporting her body and her tongue hanging freely out of her mouth. She was unable to stop herself from openly drooling, flecks of the stuff spattering onto Rarity's forearms as the perverted unicorn got hard at work on unmasking those big titty-nozzles the milkmaid had foolishly thought to keep hidden from her! 

Rarity wanted to see her junior's bare titties so bad it hurt! She wanted to perv to her heart's content on the sweater puppies of a girl almost ten years younger!

Babs Seed's overdeveloped nipples finally wobbled into the sunlight as the pasties pulled free with a loud peel..Two jets of milk shot suddenly from Babs's bust as she let out the loudest "Mooooo!" she’d ever let burst from her throat, echoing across all of Ponyville and swelling her up another whole cup size to struggle under the weight of! The feelings of vulnerability alone were enough to leave Babs dizzy with arousal. 

Babs's cries, and the tension in her body, matched the flow of milk shooting out of her breasts. At first she orgasmed, letting out a desperate cry as those milk-cannons fired at full force, then as the flow eased off to just some steady dripping, she collapsed on the bar and panted heavily, trying to stand on shaking legs.

"Oohn... Oohn... Mooooo~"

Rarity could barely stifle her appreciative squeal. She'd known there would have been some chest development from the newest bovine recruit for your barn, but this was far beyond what she could have reasonably hoped for! 

Babs's areola had gone from their previous state of a pair of little pink molehills into truly majestic peaks. Any potential titty-gropers, especially those with small and dainty hands, wouldn't have been able to encircle their pinkness with their closed thumb and forefinger. Teacups wouldn't have been able to cover the large pink circles entirely at this point!

They were each topped by a thimble-sized nipple that was just sunken enough to suggest a few firm sucks could tug it all the way out. 

It was impossible not to stare. A single waggle of her chest and the sight of those perfect nipples would reduce just about any grown man or woman to a gibbering wreck, until they just wanted to put their head on her lap and regress to infantile suckling. Even the most reasonable pony's higher brain functions could shut down when faced with those nipples.


Rarity smiled a secret little smile. She was looking very pleased with herself despite the front of her dress becoming a dripping, soiled mess thanks to Babs’ milkgasm. "Ohoho, I didn't know today was Free Sample Day. I would have bought more bottles!"

The topsides of her chest were painted white, and she dipped a gloved fingertip into the accumulated fatty fluid and sucked it right off. Immediately, both hands shot to her cheeks and her eyes sparkled, a big smile on her lips! "It's marvelous! Simply amazing!"

Then she dove into Babs's chest, plucking a breast in either hand. She gripped the underside of her body, where the lighter flesh turned the darker pink of her areola, and began pinching her breasts again, moving them in lazy circles. Every few movements she'd stop and give them a few squeezes, making Babs hose her down all over again. She seemed to be having the time of her life playing with the young girl's boobies!

You finally interrupted her little play session to ask her if she was going to make a purchase, to which she responded with a greedy grin. "After that display, I think I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight without having a bottle of this girl's deliciousness waiting for me in the fridge in the morning!" 

Rarity’s horn sparkled and two empty bottles lifted from her basket, moving to float in the air on either side of her. They shot forwards, pinning Babs's ginormo-jugs to her front, then applied juuust enough calculated magical pressure to make her nipples gush, shooting milk in three or four different directions at once. 

Most of it began to glug away into those bottles, but the young pony was making a mess of herself as well! Pinkie and Fluttershy watched jealously as Babs made the first sale of the day, gripping the bar, eyes closed and moaning as she shot directly into Rarity's bottles.

"That would be four bits, yes?" asked Rarity with a playful smile, dropping the quartet of golden coins into your hands. Babs looked relieved, and yet proud of herself at the same time. "You'd... You'd better think of me while you're drinking it," she said. 

Rarity took the two bottles, giving them a joyful little clink together, before putting them back in her basket. "Oh, I absolutely will, darling!"

Rarity was just about to take her leave of the scene, no doubt to rush home and enjoy herself a Babs-flavoured cup of tea, when she took notice of Fluttershy’s new harness being filled to the brim with the largest breasts she’d ever laid eyes on. Rarity quickly admired her handiwork, giving you a coy wink as she ran her fingers over one of the titanic butter-coloured udders. 

“I can see you certainly got good use out of this, darling. And she’s not even fully pregnant!” she said with a grin. “Maybe I should have gone a step further with the adjustments!”

Shy whimpered from the overwhelming pressure and pleasure her breasts received from even the lightest stroking of Rarity’s gloved hand. She was so full, her body so fertile after being so thoroughly cowed that she couldn't help herself! Fluttershy cried out in truly mindless pleasure. She looked up at her friend through hooded eyes, smiling. Her tongue was hanging limply from her mouth.

Had their dynamic really changed this much? It seemed like it was only yesterday they were relaxing in Ponyville Day Spa together, and now here she was, tits so big they'd touch the ground if she bent over, and providing milk for lovely Rarity to round out her figure with. 

"Rarity..." said Fluttershy, moving her head towards Rarity's hands. She pressed her muzzle against Rarity's fingers, taking comfort in the touch of her friend. Fluttershy gazed up at her friend and giggled. "I'm a complete cow nooow~ Heehee!" 

Rarity couldn't stop herself from squealing! She ran her hand over and through Fluttershy's hair, stopping to massage one of those big pointy horns she'd grown. "You certainly are! And you look positively majestic, darling~ I've never seen such a fine beast!" 

Fluttershy closed her eyes and leaned into the pets. Being coddled like this felt better than she cared to admit. She reminded herself she liked it because it was Rarity and she wouldn't just fold her ears back and groan like a barnyard animal if just anypony did this. Well, probably not, anyway!

"Do you have a little moo-sie for Aunty Rarity? I'm sure you do it all the time behind closed doors with your gentleman friend over there, don't you?" she teased, cupping Fluttershy's face with both hands. "Don't yooouuu?"

Tilting her friend's chin so they were staring into each other's eyes made her lean forward, letting those big bell-shaped udders sway, slapping against the barn's wooden wall. 

Fluttershy couldn't help but wonder if her body, and her brain, could stand any more mooing today. She felt like she could barely keep up a conversation with her friend on a subject that wasn't about dicks, but one more little Moo might be all it took. As soon as the syllable left her mouth, her titties would expand another cup size, her animal-brain would grow a little more dumb and she might just start mewling for a strong male penis right here and now! She chewed her lip as she looked up at her best friend ever... And finally decided it was worth the risk.

"Mo - ahhh! - Ooooo~" Her eyelids drooped a little. Her smile became wider. The little nub of Fluttershy's pink tongue escaped her flushed lips, waggling at thin air. The lights behind her eyes went out as she scraped her hooves a little further apart on the stone floor, spreading her creamy thighs wider. She raised and presented her enormous rear a little more without even realizing she was doing it. "Moooo..."

Fluttershy could barely contain herself. Her breasts were still so full, and yet it felt so good to grow this large! Her bovine thoughts clouded her mind intensely as she became more and more aroused.

The wooden wall creaked ominously as her teats grew closer and closer to the ground, bouncing off her calf-swollen middle with every expanding surge. More inches of space were vanishing between it and her body, eaten up by the curves of a dairy queen who had plenty of sloshing, milk-filled sustenance to give. She might just lose control at this point and completely subside to her collar's magic.

As much as you'd love to have seen her moo herself silly, it might be time to step in. You laid a hand on Fluttershy's plump behind, rubbing it gently. She responded, but not with words. No, that ship had sailed. The pony was having a hard time verbalizing her simple thoughts, but in the meantime she could swish her tail, moan and, most of all, thrust her butt and pussy back at your fingers with all the need of a bovine in heat! Two of your fingers popped right up the tight curve of her butthole and she groaned appreciatively, continuing to smile up at Rarity.

"Mind giving me a hand, Rarity? She needs to, mm, ease off the tension a little bit." you asked, which earned you a coy smile and a batting of those long eyelashes. 

"Well, I suppose I must! Even the most unseemly hormone-blinded cattle is everyone’s concern, now isn’t she~?”

Fluttershy shifted an arm under her impossibly large bust, helping to prop it up just a little. A simple lean forwards was all it took for those wonderful udders to fully conceal both arms from view. It also gave Rarity a view straight down acres of exposed canyon-like cleavage. "R-Rarity!"

Rarity was smitten. While Fluttershy stood inside the barn, she was flopping out a big, fun pair of bouncing tits to squeeze and molest. She seized both of Fluttershy's big heavy milkers and drew the pinkette a little closer to her.

Fluttershy raised her free hand to her mouth, attempting to stifle an adorable little groan as her friend's fingers sunk deep into that oh-so-soft breast, the gigantic mammary rippling away under her touch. Her skin started to visibly flush, betraying their incredible sensitivity. "O-oh my, not so hard!"

Rarity was literally drooling over her friend's chest, little droplets landing on pale flesh as she got her hands underneath them. They were so hefty they made little plap noises with each bounce. "Ahhnn, boobies...~"

Fluttershy bit her lip from behind the safe cover of her hand. A sharp gasp still managed to escape her lips as those wonderfully massive mounds were hefted, revealing the solid weight of their all natural beauty! She brought her own hand a little further forward to try and help support them, so they didn't swing quite as much.

"Mmmn, Fluttershy, how you've grown... To think my darling "little" friend would become so big one day... And so natural!" She slid one hand along Fluttershy's breast, rubbing her palm across her puffy nipple. She pinched what she could of the pink nub, tugging it up just hard enough to lift her whole breast. She released it, letting her melon slap back against the barn wall with a loud plop. "How are these so big and soft and perfect... Mm, they're absolutely insisting I play with them!"

Fluttershy let out a lurid, slutty, eye-slitted moan as her breasts met the surface. After calming herself, she looked up into Rarity’s eyes and giggled prettily, like she’d done something naughty.The pink-haired cowgirl happily tossed her long mane , letting her fingers dig into the window frame as she acted out her part as a busty plaything! 

Shy felt your strong penis nosing against her aching pussy and instantly lost to her desire for it, arching her back and shaking her fat flanks. The buxom bovine thought she'd be content just having her breasts played with forever, but a stirring in her taut, baby-filled middle reminded her of an even greater need. She needed to have the father of her calves inside her once more, stirring her up inside in a way that only you were able to do. Fluttershy looked back at you with sensual, hooded eyes. "Can you please... Umm... R-Ram it in me~ I want breeding sex, so... Umm!" the cow pleaded, continuing to bounce her colossal booty from side to side.

You walked your fingers playfully along her back, before reaching down to cup her large, rounded tummy.

"Are you sure it's safe...? You're sooo incredibly laden with sooo many calves now, if I stick it in too deep I might just go right ahead and bump them! Mmm!" You gave both her bloated stomach and ass a gentle grope as you thought aloud to yourself.

"You're so big you look like you're just days away from birth, but I guess you still have so much time left to go." You slapped her belly with the flat of your palm, before changing to a gentle, insistent tummy-rubbing that only heightened her feelings of submission. It rippled at your touch, her children kicking and squirming within. You never failed to get your babies to move inside of her. She was starting to think that she might be having all girls, and that they would grow up to be just as lewd, milky, and needy as her.

You continued to give her belly-rubs like she was a favoured pet. And in her current state of mind, she was. The Fluttershy before you right now would continue to be a breeding animal until she removed that pervy collar she was wearing.

"If you want it, show me where the cock goes, alright? Spread it wide open and ask in the way I taught you." Your fingers were dancing along the head of your stiff, dripping penis. It was so hard, and she looked so good, it was taking a monumental effort for you to not just immediately stick it in!

Fluttershy flushed red. The smile of a submissive girl willfully under her master's control began to spread across her face. The embarrassment from being forced to be naughty in front of Rarity was almost too much for the poor girl to bear. "Oh golly... Mmm."

A crowd of ponies was forming behind Rarity, all ready to purchase their milk. Some moved to be serviced by the other two cows currently on shift, while others... Well, they did quite a bit of lingering, to be sure! It wasn’t every day you got to see Fluttershy at her absolute lewdest.

"C-Can you please, sir, maybe just give this needy cow a few inches of your penis, ahhn... I'm sure I just need one or two, but if you want to push more in, I won't mind..." The pink haired bovine was writhing with desire under your teasing.

" And if you want to slap my ass or, ahh, pull my hair... Like if that would make it more fun for you and m-more eager to... Ooooh fuuuuck... More eager to rail your little cow, then just go ahead and help yourself! Do whatever you want!" She had to heft her immense belly, but she slowly turned her body, and presented her thick, jiggling rear to you. Naturally, even this careful movement had been enough to jostle drops of milk from those two gargantuan milk jugs she called a chest. It was clear just how much nature intended the dairy cow to be with child, for her already wide flanks had only further spread out in preparation for her future childbirth.

Fluttershy staggered her legs, and reached as far back as she could to try and spread her drooling sex for your long-awaited entry. But there was just far too much rear and thigh, and her velvety lips were put beyond her own reach.

"See? I... I can't reach! So please put it inside me..." 

She looked more like she was preparing to give birth then get a fat cock stowed away inside her body, like her babies might start sliding out right then and there. You moved forwards, lining your hips up with hers and...

There was the most obscenely long, loud, slurching noise as inch after inch of hot cock slid into pony-bovine pussy. The gravid, yellow mare let out an overjoyed moan as her pussy took in every inch you gave it. You returned to one of your favourite hot little love dens, sliding all the way to the base. You began to energetically thrust in and out of her, sending her lewd, breeding body jiggling. Customers were crowding around, wanting to purchase milk, but Pinkie and Babs would have to take care of them until you were done with this majestic little creature!

You held her plump ass with both hands, giving it a nice, firm slap as you took her to very familiar heights of pleasure. You gave Fluttershy the naughty bareback dick she was always lusting for.

"Mm, so how about it, Fluttershy? You want another set of calves once you've eased these ones out? And another after that? We can keep you pregnant for as long as you think you can handle it!"

"Ahhhhn, yes! Do whatever you want to me! I... mmmh! I always want to be round with calves! I make more milk and your cock always feels the best! Please! Make... mmm... mooore babies in me!"

The sweaty, fuck-drunk barnyard animal looked up at the perfectly coiffed, cool and composed Rarity. Despite being worlds apart at that moment, they both had the same joyful look in their eyes, each girl perfectly content with the life Floots had chosen. Her tongue all the way out of her mouth as she panted like a tuckered-out Pomeranian. Her teary eyes were bleary and unfocused.

Fluttershy squeaked out, "I'm just a cow! I'm his cow! I'm your cow! I'm everyone's cow!" Her cute-as-a-button cow-tail was swishing like mad as she greedily accepted her fate with the sort of relish normally reserved for a double-decker hayburger.

Rarity's eyes lit up with delight. With Fluttershy's mouthwatering, heavy tits hanging out in front of the unicorn, her breast-obsessed assailant had free reign to do whatever she wanted to them. She wasted no time grabbing the pervy moo-cow's perfect curves, fingers sinking greedily into her breasts.

Fluttershy's previous warning of how sensitive they were went completely unheeded as Rarity massaged them with nimble hands. She paused to suck an entire nipple into her mouth. "That was positively sinful, darling! I guess now we know what happens when you attach a pair of perversion-stuffed titties to the shyest girl in Ponyville and make them ooze gallons of cream for everyone! Mmh! You're going to be a... A perinatal pervert!"

Fluttershy's blush grew even redder. "A-ah, my chest! Rarity, time you say something lewd about my boobies, they um... They get all tingly, so if you could..."

"Ohoho, darling, please! I haven't begun to say lewd things! I haven't said how these breasts will soon be nourishing your children. Or how they'll only grow bigger and fatter from this ridiculously chesty size as they inflate with milk! And I certainly haven't said that you'll become even more of a lewd-bodied cow as you get fat and pregnant from his seed!"

Fluttershy could only cry out as those beach-ball mammaries of hers were at Rarity's mercy! Her hands flailed, finally gripping the window frame around her. It was hard to remain standing properly, what with the way she was flushing, eyes fluttering closed and thighs squeezing together as her pussy was pounded into again and again. She sucked in deep breaths between gasps of pleasure.

Rarity released her nipple from her glossy purple lips with a wet pop. There was a brief moment of relief from the titsy cow as she popped free, only for an eyelid-squeezing moan to follow as the tongue lashing started. Rarity had all the confirmation she needed that her friend was the kind of perverted cow who could grow much larger tits. "I can't wait to see it!"

"Ah! T-they might... I might... get too big, though!"

"Breasts can never get too big," Rarity whispered in her dear, sweet friend's ear. She pinched both nipples at the same time and gave the Pegasus a ravishing kiss she wouldn't soon forget.

Fluttershy gave in, and mooed as you and Rarity used her together. It was all too much for the cuddly bovine, who would be happiest just making gallons upon gallons of milk and serving as breeding stock for the barn's owner.

The large, thick head of your cock pushed deep into her entrance over and over, stretching her to her limit. Your thick, fleshy head was swollen up, and it went into full-siege mode against her cervix. You began to huff in her ear as you got closer and closer to cumming and filling her up. "Of all the cows in my ranch, none of them ever get as fat-breasted as you, or so helplessly eager and submissive to a hard cock! You're a sex addict! A breeding and birthing addict! You'll probably cross your eyes and cum just from the pleasure of having babies!"

"Y-yes! Ahhn, I can't ever be too round with calves, too -ah!- full with milk! Ooh, I want a big family~" Fluttershy confessed, when her tongue wasn't lolling out of her mouth and she wasn't panting like an animal already fucked senseless by your broad cock, she regressed to the baby-crazy breeding cow that she was happy to be. She mooed herself silly!

As you drove your manhood into her again and again, Fluttershy's enormous, taut tummy rippled with the excited squirms of her calves. Her incredible milk tanks bounced atop of it as they bloated larger. Those nurturing breasts were as packed full of warm cream as they could be, and they sprayed droplets of her fresh milk all over the barn's floors, walls and even herself.

When your grip tightened on her twin, pillow-like cheeks, she knew that you were about to deliver a load directly into her drooling sex, just like the one that had made her this way. She clenched her inner walls, milking you tightly inside her while sounding off another long moo as she lost herself to the pleasures of your rough cock. She felt her already impossibly large bust hang lower and lower still, as Rarity continued to bathe what she could reach of her in soft gropes and licks. The poor yellow mare was a horny wreck, completely overwhelmed by the pleasure from both ends. She felt herself getting so close to cumming that she could barely think straight! 

That was when she felt her oversized nipples rub along the floor. She let out a gasp of intense pleasure upon having realized she had let herself moo without restraint, and now every thrust of your rock-hard length into her puffy marehole was pushing her forward and grinding her milky nozzles into the ground below. Shy was at her breaking point now, she didn’t care about how big she got, she simply felt too good to care anymore.

"Mmmoooooo!~" Burgeoning breasts gave one last wickedly-loud creak as they went through one last growth spurt that made the ones preceding it look like a splash in a puddle. Her huge titties went on full-auto, hosing down both the crowd, who immediately began trying to catch it in their milk jugs, and the inside roof of the barn. Fluttermilk would be dripping down from the ceiling beams for hours after that little display!

You groaned in her ear, driven to orgasm, your hot and hard cock loudly pumping semen into her baby chamber. The pulses of your semen made a loud gulping sound as you drained your plump nuts into your most-loved Fluttershy.

As ripe with as many calves as she had in her, it might be a little hard to tell she still had a few months to go. Especially when you considered the size of that glossy, gravid sphere hanging from her frame.

Perhaps it was a good thing she wasn't close to delivering. The way you used your manhood on her, she often risked being sent into labor near the end, only to get knocked up again as she nursed the little ones!

A random swing of the orgasming cutie’s breasts caught Rarity, and the poor unicorn yelped as she was slapped, tumbling back onto the grass. She landed with a thud on her hands and knees, dazed and a little worse for wear. “Oooh...”

Rarity cradled her full-to-the-brim milk jug to her chest and grinned. “I guess this is what they call a workplace risk, teehee~”

She crawled on her hands up to the barn window and rose up to take a closer look at Fluttershy. It looked like her titsy friend had suffered a workplace accident as well: she was resting her head on her hands, eyes rolled back and her tongue hanging out. She was drifting away in some milk-filled bovine sex-Heaven and her brain was clearly out to lunch. A steady flow of clear goo dripped from between her trembling thighs, while her breasts continued to ooze milk. She was sweating, drooling and tears were in her eyes. Flutters had been fucked completely silly~

Rarity pinched her cheek, giggling at the brainless display on her pleasured friend's face. "Don’t worry, I won’t press charges. Just as long as you keep looks like this on her face, mmhmhm~"

You picked up a second full milk jug and handed it to Rarity. She took it graciously, turning her head to the side slightly. "What is this, darling?" 

"Just my show of thanks for helping Fluttershy! And, mm, if you'd like to have a look on your face like that later, why don't you drop by after work sometime?"

Rarity steamed at your suggestion, her ears sizzling and the female love-trap between her thighs going "Squish~" appreciatively. "W-Well, far be it from a lady to turn down such a kind gentleman's offer... I suppose I could, ahh, work you in. Into my schedule, I mean, hoho~"

You gave her a warm peck on the cheek, then helped Fluttershy get comfortable in the corner. Customers were crowding denser by the moment and it was about time you went and gave Pinkie and Babs some much-needed help with their orders!

> Interlewd - The Backstory
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Once upon a time, you and your girls had experienced your fair share of doubts about opening the Ponyville Milk Barn. As much as you ran a tight ship, the business proposition had been a hard sell at first. Ponyville folk had taken a little while to trade in drinking milk from the udders of the cows in the field... and instead sampling it straight from the colossal, heaving titties that teasingly jiggled under a pony’s naughty cowgirl outfit.

But it was hard to look back on those early days with anything but fondness. Cozy evenings indoors with your three girlfriends, slowly and carefully discovering the milk-giving capabilities of their bodies... Love confessions interspersed with torrid moos and full-body orgasms...

You wouldn’t ever think to trade any of it away, and neither would your cows: bouncy Babs Seed, full-figured Fluttershy and poochy-pudged Pinkie.

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It had taken a lot of hard work to get the business off the ground, and not just from you. Sure, you’d done your part by handling the money and repairing seasonal wear and tear to the barn over the years. But it went without saying that the girls were the real stars of the show.

You still remembered how Pinkie had donned her collar in the most undeniably "her" way possible. With a cry of "Here goes nuthin'!" she'd slapped it on right away! And what had happened next had taken your breath clean away.

As the stallion end of the collar's buckle threaded the mare's end, Pinkie had spent a long moment standing stock-still in the middle of your living room. The pink mare had closed her eyes and slowed her breathing, as almost all colour drained from her cheeks.

And after some thirty seconds of silence, nature had just... taken its course. The curvy pinkette had straightened her back, sucked in a great big gulp of air and then let loose an incredible, earth-shaking "Moooo~oooo!" of pure bliss! It had carried on and on, echoing back and forth across Ponyville, making amorous couples suddenly race to their bedrooms and a chorus of sympathetic "Moo!"s rise up from her own kind grazing in the fields. Grass grew and flowers bloomed.

Her neutral, flat expression had turned into a smile, then an eyes-wide and mouth-hanging-open look of pure bliss. Pinkie had barely even noticed you creeping your hands up her chest to rub them directly!

She’d mooed for almost two whole minutes, like she couldn’t have stopped herself if she wanted to! Pinkie had curled her soft, kissable lips into the shape of an “O” as she continued to moan out moo after moo. The knots and split ends in her wonderful hair had straightened out and repaired themselves, and her already generous body-fat levels had shot up considerably. Although mostly in a few select places, of course!

Booby and tummy-flesh had oozed out of every corner of her small pink dress, bulging the shoulder straps and quaking pendulously over her lower neckline. The garment would have been knee-length on less overly-endowed ponies, but they barely made this one’s thighs!

Before the mooing was even over, the polyester stretched across her bosom and gut had been reduced to a spiderweb of fragments with tons of pink flesh peeking between them. By the time the intense pressure on her chest had finally forced her into silence, what remained of her poor, abused dress was literally creaking around her curves. From there, one small, tit-wobbling breath was all it had taken to reduce her entire outfit to tatters on the floor.

The slightest movement was now enough to send her breasts swaying gently for five seconds or more, and if she ever tried to run, she'd almost certainly give herself a slap in the face. Every wiggle, every wobble, sent muffled clapping noises rippling through her breasts, their own great size and weight working to dim the sound of her honkers slapping together! It was tits as far as the eye could see in there, massive expanses of creamy pink flesh laid out for display, going far beyond what her frame should “reasonably” be able to support.

Pinkie had followed right after, landing amidst the tatters on all fours. With a greedy lick of her newly chubbed-chops, the tubby pony had padded her way over towards you, leaving a glistening trail of sex-sleeve juices along the floorboards behind her. 

And as for Fluttershy's first time, that had required even more boldness. She'd popped in the door in a miniscule pair of shorty-shorts so small they looked painted on to her "designed for boys" rear, and a shirt that did little at all to cover up her tantalizing chest. Ol' Floots had taken one look at Pinkie rolling around on the floor, cute cow tail in the air, and she'd almost vacated the premises right then and there, with any one of a dozen rabbit-feeding excuses on her lips! It was only the promise of more jiggling, bouncing, and growing bigger that had kept her hooves firmly planted on the ground. 

"How... How much bigger?" she'd asked, drawing horny circles on the tops of her melons with her fingertips. 

She'd leaned forward and said in little more than a tiny whisper, painfully aware as she was that she had the heaviest rack in Ponyville and more growth was completely insane: "Boys always want bigger d-dicks even if they've already got the biggest, like you do, so... I'm not being ~that~ greedy, right? I'm not obsessed with big titties!"

In the end she was a good girl who had laid back and let the magic happen. For as long as you lived, you’d never forget the sight of Fluttershy timidly tightening her cow-collar around her neck for the first time, with no idea what was going to happen to her. 

The pink-haired beauty had reclined as she tried her best to silence all the thoughts in her head. That was the trouble with growing up - she just couldn't de-stress anymore, not when there was always so much to worry about! To think this might be the end of that was just breathtaking.

She laid her hands across her toned, flat tummy, let out a cute little moo, and then waited. "Please take good care of your dairy cow,” she’d whispered.

Fluttershy’s shirt was already skin-tight, the white fabric revealing her lacy little bra… which was already beginning to buckle! The straps felt like they’d dug into her back a little bit more as her breath came just a little heavier. She’d felt a little heavier in general, really! It only helped her sink into the chair even further, however. Fluttershy had tried to swim her way back up, but only to end up relaxed and reclined, legs splayed out as she sighed in contentment!

And then Fluttershy had undergone quite a bit of flushing, rushing, amazing growth. As the Pegasi's breasts expanded, a tear had slowly begun to make its way up from the hem of her shirt, all the way to her collar. 

Fluttershy’s hands shot up, rising to her chest with obvious panic in her eyes. This smutty-sloganed shirt was one of her favourites, a cute piece she simply adored wearing around Ponyville. Her fingertips danced across the contours of her expanding rack until the two came together and Fluttershy’s bust began to swallow up her fingers. Not because she’d brought her hands down to it, of course... but rather because her growing bosom had risen, like bread in the oven, to fill the awestruck pony’s grasping palms. 

Fluttershy clutched her breasts. What pony wouldn’t when faced with such a nice pair? “Oh dear...” she murmured as that tearing sound only got louder in her ears.

And then, abruptly, Fluttershy’s growth came to a stop. The pinkette with the newly-formed mega-rack sagged, assuming the collar had finally finished its diabolical work upon her body. She let out a great exhale of relief.

Which turned out to be the last thing she should be doing. Taking a break now wasn’t one bit advisable, not when her bra was breathing its last. All this time, Fluttershy’s growing breasts had gradually been filling up her the teardrop-shaped cups of her immense bra, and now they had finally strained the garment to its maximum size. She whimpered as, while her shirt was momentarily spared from being split clean in two, the pony now found this garment stressing against her flesh. The bra wrapped tight around her heavy chest was being thoroughly menaced by the pony’s rapidly-expanding rack. 

At that moment, another “Moo,” found its way to the tip of Fluttershy’s tongue. So decadent. If she wanted, she could take all the pressure off her chest in a single, decadent gasp, reducing both bra and shirt to shreds in the same moment. 

The pony resisted the urge for just a moment... Long enough for the pain of her imprisonment to become niggling, and the frustration of her lack of growing room to become overwhelming. Fluttershy shut her eyes and opened her mouth, letting the naughty word come tumbling out: “Moo.”

With a long, apocalyptic ripping sound heard throughout the house, the extra-heavy-duty, triple-padded bra with the expensive adjustable straps met its end. With Fluttershy’s constant growth only increasing in speed now, the stifling piece of clothing had been found wanting. Her pendulous breasts went after her shirt next. With nothing remaining to keep Fluttershy’s expansion restricted, her breasts marching deeper and deeper into the cup-size alphabet, filling up the breezy cloth in a heartbeat. 

Fluttershy’s shirt creaked as it protested its changes. The slogan across her white t-shirt had doubled in length and height, going from dangling loosely off her melons to stretched to billboard sizes! Each rounded orb had grown so large that they pressed together in the middle, and with no more ground to explore there, they grew out and out and out! 

Fluttershy had panted and moaned and buckled under her massively expanded titties. With a final earth-shaking tear, her t-shirt came apart right down the middle, depositing her breasts fully out in the open! She looked mostly normal from the neck up, with a pretty face and pouty, soft-looking lips, but after her slender build began, all hell broke loose around the young girl's chest. 

A girl's shoulder-width was usually a nice estimate of how far at most her breasts should be allowed to push out exactly. After all, even if her melons were huge enough that they pressed together in the middle to form a cock-squeezing sleeve as good as any pussy, the resultant curves still shouldn't go past her shoulders, right? Well, obviously Fluttershy hadn't heard anything about that! She had a cleavage line where her tits met in the middle about a foot long, and in the resultant cascade of titillating female flesh, her stupidly-gigantic milkers were sticking out to the sides as far as they could go.

Slowly, Fluttershy had dropped to her knees, joining Pinkie Pie in a mooing, happy daze on the floor of your living room. The next few hours to follow were some of the milkiest and bounciest of your entire life. 

You wouldn’t ever forget what happened when the collars came off the pair’s dainty swan-necks. As they slowly returned to normal, their mental faculties came back to them, and their engorged bosoms and booties returned slowly to their (still ridiculously-large) normal sizes. 

Next, you’d brought out the six 10-litre milk canisters the chubby pair had filled together. At first they'd refused to believe it was real! And that wasn't even taking into account their other produce that day: milk-stains dripping from the walls and the ceiling, the milk filling the bathtub and all the sinks, and two very huge, bloated, milk-filled tummies! 

It was only when the pair's next milk-fuelled sex spree was caught on camera that they believed their bodies could produce such large volumes of milk at such great speed.

As it turned out, all the pair of hyper-curved ponies remembered in retrospect was being happy. Fluttershy, in particular, said she had been truly relaxed for the first time in a very long while. She was overjoyed: after loving happy, cuddly animals for so long, she now got to join their ranks: as the biggest, plumpest animal of all, loved and cared for by her doting boyfriend. 

With being an animal came simpler, nicer thoughts. She was finally able to cast her concern aside and be cheerful and happy, like she was living in the same fluffy cloud-land Pinkie always was. It was like every nagging doubt and fear and concern of her paranoid day-to-day life had turned into a swarm of butterflies that had just... flitted right out of her brain and exited by either ear!

When asked to report what they did remember, both girls mentioned vague impressions of playing with another curvy cow like them and a pleasant pressure on their chests. And there was definitely something about an instinctual quest for a hung mate to create cute calves with, that much was certain! An off-hand mention by you of being literally wrestled to the ground and forced to cum in them over and over again had Pinkie laughing her ass off, and Fluttershy face-down on the floor begging for forgiveness.

That had been all the convincing the girls had needed that this was a solid business venture. The next day they'd pooled their funds with yours and you'd embarked on a new life together as a high-producing milk barn. Fluttershy and Pinkie had sunk many months now into servicing the town, sometimes working long hours in unfavourable conditions, but with all the countless hours of sweat, tears and most of all titty-milk, it was finally beginning to pay off! Heck, you'd had to bring Babs on-board just to cope with new-found demand! And what a welcoming party that had been.

Although that's a story for another time!

> Pinkie's Milking
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Back to the present, where you were watching Rarity wiggle her way down the garden path leading back to Ponyville’s main boulevard. You’d been meaning to get back to work, but it was quite the distraction thinking about what a simply marvellous cow the chubby unicorn would make. Mares like Rarity could always use a little help getting unwound; if only she'd slow down her constantly-racing Diva brain and take her time. Relax. Grow her chest a little and think simpler thoughts with her pussy, instead of her brain. 

You roused yourself from daydreams of heavily-pregnant unicorns, bidding farewell to a particularly tempting thought of a large, gravid Rarity proudly resting both hands on the dome of her foal-stuffed belly. You reminded yourself that the store was still in a shambles, with no preparations made for the customers still pouring in! Rarity had, once again, left your milk barn in total disarray! What a sight she'd left behind her largely-curved backside on her way out. Why, in the barn’s current state, many a pony would be forgiven for thinking you were running some kind of slatternly fetish-club for equine deviants here, and not the fine upstanding establishment you'd worked so hard to cultivate.

As you scanned the milk-coated disarray, one thing became immediately clear: with Fluttershy fully out of commission and Babs preoccupied with keeping both her milk-nozzles spraying at full blast, you and Balloon Butt had to get the operation back on its feet, and fast. Which meant, first things first, finding Fluttershy and her colossal chest, and getting her cleaned up and presentable again. It shouldn't be too hard, at least, in theory: after all, you'd escorted the big ol' Ponymoo to a corner of the barn to sit down and relax just a few minutes ago. She couldn't have gone far since then!

Yet when you cast your eyes in that direction, all you could clearly make out amongst the mess of buckets, canisters and milking equipment was a pair of yellow beanbags that each looked large enough to seat all three of your heifer’s enormous backsides at once. Industrious! Had Pinkie purchased some party supplies on the company stipend to make the milking process a bit more comfortable?

But you'd have to have some words with her if she had. It was a good idea, but had she had to pick such a particularly odd yellow shade for those bench-sized spheres? It looked exactly the same colouration as Fluttershy's body and... wait a minute, were they moving?

Oh!

As you slowly crept your way over, shifting all manner of dairy farm equipment out of the way, you noticed, sure enough, a pair of little yellow Pegasus wings and a long silky pink mane were peeking out from behind those twin bulges. Those twin bulges that, in retrospect, were definitely part of one of your three girlfriends. It looked like someone had been doing some serious growing since you'd last checked on her, and you doubted that in her current lusty state she was feeling the least bit guilty about it. 

All that was visible above and around her breasts now were the aforementioned little yellow wings, the familiar bimbo-pink head of creamy hair, and an eye-rolling look of bliss on her sweaty chops so joyous it was probably illegal. She was resting her chin on her rack, and it looked like the combination of her titgasm and the belly-stuffing had left her more sex-drunk than ever. Both baby blues had rolled all the way up to the ceiling, with a smouldering red blush sizzling across her face directly underneath. Her snout was upturned, both nostrils flared. She was rubbing her silky, gloved hands over whatever she could reach of her fat teats, and every squeeze into the soft flesh gave the milk-cow another jolt of pleasure, the glistening pink tongue hanging from her mouth seemed to find a new direction to flick her droplets of drool in. Oooh, yeah. That was a pony who was definitely in several happy places right now.

She'd gotten close to this chesty and big and... just plain overflowing with Fluttershyness... a few times in the last few months, but you were pretty sure she'd never actually ever gotten this plump and rounded. While kneeling on the ground, her lap was completely dominated by her chest and belly. Angel Bunny would have to find somewhere else to sit for the time being, because there wasn't any space here! Even her long, supermodel-like legs clad in cowprint-patterned thigh highs were almost completely obscured, sinking deep into the underside of both her creampuff chest and that foal-stuffed belly of hers.

Even the magical harness you'd equipped her with, made especially for occasions like this, looked ready to nobly lay down its life in what was rapidly beginning to look like another victory for giant tits. It was bulging at the seams, pinching her chest-flesh so tightly barely half the material was even visible anymore. The rest was being devoured by her melons, disappearing into expanding yellow curves like a sinking ship. At this point, Fluttershy’s chest could only have been improved further by a thorough cum-glazing.

Was it perhaps time to get her collar off and let her ease four or five hundred pounds of breast off her body? You reached for it, but the mare’s bulwark soundly obstructed your efforts. 

"Pinkie! Help me out here!" you called back to the Earth Pony, and moments later the cuddly cow was on her way. You knew as soon as you heard those thundering hoof-falls echoing around the small barn.

Pinkie was exuberant enough as a regular pony, her hooves always loudly clopping with each bubblegum-bounce. But now in her greatly-grown, puppy-brained state, it was more like an elephant was coming up behind you. Buckets rattled and fell onto their sides, while a couple of fresh jars of milk toppled from high-up spots on shelves, shattering along the barn's flooring.

The intoxicating aroma of freshly-baked cakes and candies grew closer and closer, until it was so near you could practically see the icing and taste the sugar. In all your days, you'd never met a pony with such a unique, mesmerizing scent as Pinkie, with just one whiff of her body enough to drive a ravenous mob to the nearest bake sale or sweets store and clear out every table. 

It almost went without saying that Pinkie’s "candy milk" was a hit, the multi-coloured cream that shot from her teats like a brain-melting orgasm for your tongue, reducing even the most mature-minded pony to a drooling, titty-sucking infant in mere moments. One day you’d been so flustered by the sheer impossibility of it that you actually cornered the giggling floozy and managed to ask her exactly how she got it to taste that way, or why it came out in yellows, blues and whatever other fanciful colours she seemed to want on demand. The pony had just slapped her forehead like it was the most obvious question in the world. "Umm, duh! Cause it's, like, made of candy! Helloooo~?"

Further questions had been silenced by her firmly sinking your confused little head into her bustline, and not letting you out till you were so sugar-overdosed you didn't know which way was up anymore! It was a good thing she only used her powers for good, or Pinkie’s ability to fire twin salvos of rainbow-coloured candy milk over twenty feet into the air, leaving everything it touched dazed, and deep in sweet dreams, could have made her Public Enemy Number Fun.

Now that that scent of chocolates, caramels and cornets had completely overwhelmed your schnozz, you had no choice but to slowly turn and take in the refreshing sight of Ponyville's Candy Goddess, Pinkamena Diane Pie. In the considerable flesh. 

Pinks had been doing her own share of growing today since donning her cow collar, and while Fluttermoo had maintained her waspish figure by centring all expansion almost solely in her chest, Pinkie had taken on a more “rounded” approach. In other words, Ponyville’s #1 Prankster was tubbier than ever, with broader shoulders and plentiful carriage to spare. 

She looked like a sugar rush coma-dream come to life. Like a sparkling parade float, or a bouncy castle that had gotten up and walked away from Canterlot Fairgrounds. Now the lovely pony stood over you with a big, doting smile on her face, the look half-hidden behind those immense pink plonker-honkers.

Pinkie dropped forwards and brought her face so close to yours she almost gave you a boop right on the nose. Before her bouncing breasts tumbled into the space between your bodies, bridging the gap and demanding male attention, you had the perfect view of her hands resting on each tree-trunk thigh. Her hands covered as much of those thighs as a foal’s would of yours. 

“I know what you need to get us back on track, Mister!” said Pinkie, blue eyes boiling over with carnal lusts.

Pinkie’s big arms shot out, trapping you in a bear-hug that lifted you completely off the ground. “A biiiig huggy-wuggy!”

Before you could breathe a word of protest, Pinkie shot back up to her full height and swung you around in a circle, just barely avoiding braining the semi-unconscious yellow cow in the corner. It would have been the perfect platonic image of a big buddy playin’ with her little friend, if not for the openly-drooling look on Pinkie’s face, and the slick gushing sounds emerging from between her monster-thighs.

As her grip on you tightened, you were pushed deeper and deeper into the warm embrace of Pinkie’s substantial curves. Shiny, smooth chest-flesh loomed before your eyes, growing closer and closer, until it enveloped your head completely, flattening your ears to the top of your head. Sight and sound were elbowed out of the way completely, two normally critical senses rendered yesterday’s news by the vista of smells, tastes and touches~ Pinkie’s chest delivered all three in drug-like quantities.

“Who’s a good boy? Who’s a good boy?” she teased, even while she was busy getting you nice and drunk on her curves.

Needless to say, motherhood had only made Pinkie’s breasts even more full and nourishing. Nowhere was this more evident than her cowprint sling bikini’s paltry attempts to provide coverage, looking like shoe strings stretched over a vast pink ocean of mammary. Or, where her titty-nozzle nipples were concerned, like two pieces of tissue paper about to plunge into the mouths of two active volcanoes. Any and all attempts to seal away the pony’s expanding assets had failed or were failing before your eyes, the mares constantly bursting over and out of every item of clothing you packed them into.

Now, Pinkie might only have the second-biggest set of sweater-puppies in all of Equestria, but she definitely had the biggest nubbins on the tops of 'em. Each wrist-thick nipple sat atop a mound of rosy pink areola, puffed up until they were as big as a small set of breasts themselves. The material of her sling had been originally designed to cover at the very least her nipples in their entirety, but now it was just stressed to string-thickness over the foaming head of each crenellated puddin' cup. 

Each breast was coated with a sheen of milk, some of it hers, but most of it splattered onto her chest in the wake of Babs' and Fluttershy's hard-working ministrations. It wasn't unusual for everyone to be dripping the stuff by the end of the day, and so far today had been extra messy. With no end in sight!

“You are!” she said with a skip, setting off a wave of jiggling. “Ya big bareback-breedin’ hunk!”

Speaking of breeding, below the heaven-sent bell-shapes of those formidable twin peaks was, of course, the immensely large bulge of Pinkie's pregnant belly. It dwarfed her frame even as it hung off of her, even her bosom looking small in comparison. The foals within that to that warm and inviting belly must be kicking like crazy and craving to get out, if they took after their mother even slightly! In short, a perfectly rounded belly even wider than her hips.

“Thereeee we go! Heehee! You must be calming down already, boss! ‘Specially if you got time to sprout a baloney pony like that one right up against my candy barrel!” boasted the moo-cow. It was true. You’d hiked your pants up in the interim period between Fluttershy and... all this, but now you had an erection fit to break a plate, jammed directly into the swell of her developed tum. It was a more incriminating announcement of your lust for her chub than words could ever be.

Pinkie soon changed up her grip on you slightly, helping you get more cozy against her. She cupped your butt, engulfing it with both of her bull-strong hands. She lifted your legs and coaxed you to wrap them all the way around her, tangling your hooves in her sling till you had a firm grip. Your hands dug into the inch or so or visible waist she had, the barely-there slice of flesh, lingering like a neutral City State between the kingdoms of Bustonia and Booty Town. All you could do was hang on to that soft body for life, and hope her titties didn’t grow so much bigger that her waist was entirely annexed. Your hands would end up completely trapped!

Pinkie could now straight-up manhandle you now like you were as fluffy as a cloud. All around you, female bodies were swelling with a strength and fertility you couldn't possibly begin to keep up with. 

Of course, even with both legs wrapped around her lower body, you barely encircled a third of Pinkie’s impossibly-large hips. Those matronly curves were truly foalbearing: in the sense that they were so big there weren't many species whose young she could not bear, whether pony, dragon or something else entirely.

Pinkie's showboat lower body could move a man to tears, making her into a living hourglass, with a waist that was barely visible under all the chub. It formed the necessary support for the shelf-like mating-signal of a butt that had enchanted you in the first place so many months ago, thrusting a solid foot or so out behind her. An ass that size needed comparative thighs to hold it up, and Pinkie was no slouch there. "Big" didn't begin to describe the ponderous pink goliath's foal-making assets.

You peeked up at Pinkie from amongst those cotton-candy breasts. The temptation to break eye contact and just stare at soft, relieving boobs for hours was always there, but you managed to successfully fight it off just one... more... time!

"Pinkie! Pinkie!"

The carousel ceased its twirling, and Pinkie's spinning stomps came to a halt as you called her name. "What'sssssssssup, studmuffin~?" Her adorable ears flicked back and forth as she stumbled through the difficult act of forming words. Basic Equestrian suddenly seemed like a foreign language to the mega-breasted bovine. Her new species' language was a bit on the brief side, and rightly so.

"I need you to help me get Fluttershy cleaned up so we can get back to work!"

Once glance over at the front entrance confirmed your fears: Babs was servicing three customers at once, draining her breasts into the first two's bottles while apologizing super-profusely to the third. A crowd was forming behind the caramel youth, and it would only get longer as the day rolled on.

"Oh!" The spot between Pinkie's thighs was fully juiced-up, and you didn't even seem to notice. It wouldn't have been out-of-cowracter for her to simply toss you to the ground and Snu-Snu you at this point, but something about the mention of the name "Fluttershy" stirred her pack instincts. Pregnant mares had to look out for each other, after all.

“Sowwy~" she giggled, giving herself a playful little bop to the head. She released you from her clutches without a word of warning, and you dropped the foot or so to the floor. The pink pony was already tottering her way over to the immobile pile of yellow tits in the corner, an adorable Fluttershy still hidden underneath. But even as she hunkered down over those shuddering yellow melons, a sneaky idea was forming in the pinkette's head. 

Moments later, you could hear Fluttershy's appreciative mooing as Pinkie got to work on scrubbing her nice and shiny. Words of thanks were already on your lips, only to die in your throat when you saw exactly how she was getting that Pegasi scrubbed down.

Pinkie was hunched over Floots, kneeling down with her hands on the floor. The view of her upraised ass large enough to block your sight of a grand piano at this point, let alone Fluttershy's body. The rounded spheres of that jello booty were thrust up directly at your face, her hooves pushed together in the middle by the sheer weight. They barely managed to peek out from under her butt-cleavage.

As you were reduced to a supplicative worshiper to the Plonk, your devotion was rewarded by the only miracle you could have ever wanted: her cute and cuddly cow-tail lifting up into the air, baring her plump ponut pucker and her massively-engorged and flushed pussy all at once. Pinkie was pulling out all the stops to put you in a docile trance that would provide her with hours of mesmerized amusement. Her sling had given up the ghost long ago, sacrificed to the god of Big-Ass Booty. Pinkie's bubbly bottom had devoured all but a few wisps of the cow-print material, the garment turned to dental floss between her puffy labia. 

You watched, dumbstruck, as Pinkie met your eyes, grinning cheekily as she flopped out her long, large cow-tongue. It was huge and slimy, and she slapped it right onto Fluttershy's oversized nipple, swirling it around the nub in circles. The bosomy cow beneath her cried out immediately, thick hips lifting off the ground in search of pleasure, and a cock that wouldn't come. She rubbed against Pinkie, while her delightfully pervy cow-chum began using her fat tongue to taste every inch of Fluttershy's great body.

It's possible some things were never meant to be witnessed by pony eyes, and this might just have been one of them. Your cock, infused with stiffness beyond belief, had never been so hard in your life, and you had never been so lightheaded. When Pinkie mashed the lake of her breasts into Fluttershy's ocean of bosom and began to gently sway that hefty butt from side-to-side, it only got worse.

This was it. You were done for. Every last drop of blood in your body was going to be drained down into your throbbing erection, making it larger and stiffer and capable of giving those slutty ponies the whitewashing they properly deserved, and you weren't going to survive it. 

The bulging member was an unexpected treat for Pinkie. Glancing between your legs gave her the reassuring sight of one of the largest and thickest cocks she'd ever laid eyes on. That yummy dick was not even at full mast yet, but was slowly getting more turgid as time went on, and rightly so. As soon as you noticed her staring, you blushed and made a lazy, slow-responding effort to hide it once more.

Pinkie gave Shy another long lick, burying her tongue in the Pegasi's navel and swirling it around in circles. "M'I... snort, snuffle... Gettin' her nice and clean real good, boss?"

She stifled a fit of extra-smug giggling to glance back at you, relishing the chance to see how crazy her antics had driven her normally so even-tempered farmer buddy. But the colour drained out of her face when she felt your hand grip her behind in an iron-hard grip. She might have bitten off more than she could chew just now. Her eyes roved up along your body, eventually locking on yours. If the look of single-minded determination reflected back at her wasn’t enough of a sign, she certainly got the gist of things when you hungrily growled her name. "Pinkiiiiieeee!"

Your other hand came cracking down on her pink behind, taking the filly's breath away. If she weren’t already as pregnant as a mare could be, that smack alone probably would have jostled a dozen or more eggs loose from her ovaries. 

Pinkie took a deep breath like she was ready to scream in terror... only to let out a bout of giggle-snorting as she drove her face back into Fluttershy's curves. She’d teased and teased and now knew whatever she was about to receive, she'd definitely, 100% earned it. She was gonna enjoy it with a smile on her face, and her lips tight around one of these delicious milky pink nipples swaying in front her face. 

You planted both thumbs a few inches from where her haunches met in the middle and prised them apart, burying your nose in the warmth of Pinkie Pie's ass. After having successfully resisted her advances for so long, you wondered why you ever had in the first place. It felt like you were coming home to roost. 

The over-developed butthole of Ponyville's resident anal addict was one of the little town’s greatest treasures. It lay nestled between those exceptionally large, plump buttocks of hers, cheeks so big that most of the time it was completely out of sight. Parting her clappin' ghetto booty as you had just done revealed the engorged pucker that begged to be played with, peeking out from under the base of her candy-floss-pink tail. 

After countless rounds of toe-curling anal sex, Pinkie's butthole had thickened up to the point where it bulged like a pair of cartoonish pink lips bracing for a smooch. Her candied rear-end made a strong argument for its sexual uses, eagerly parting its honeyed depths in anticipation of having something to clamp down and suckle on. You leaned forward juuust close enough to take a little sniff of Pinkie’s booty, drooling over the sensation. "Mmmn, you smell so good, oh my gosh. It’s hard to believe such a devil-pony has the body of an angel.”

Pinkie rolled her eyes and butted your face with her caboose. One look at your expression after that was enough to send her off into a fresh round of her trademark snorting laughter. Sex with Pinkie Pie sometimes strayed into borderline sarcasm.

It was soft and pliable to the touch, and when you inserted a finger inside, Pinkie was quick to bite. She let out a keening cry of appreciation and hugged Fluttershy tighter, burying her face in the chartreuse supermodel's sunlight-hued bosom. 

Pinkie's super-lewd butthole slowly tightened before your eyes, shrinking from the sizeable ponut pucker of moments ago to a tight band around your finger. Her huge rump wiggled and bounced, tail standing up on end as you got in her to the second knuckle. The sucking pucker gobbled up your finger, holding it tightly inside. 

When you inserted a second finger into the tight orifice, her massive, doughy buttcheeks wobbled, tail swishing atop her curves like a flag of surrender. The cheeky, perky pony looked a little guilty about robbing you of your finger's freedom, but not in any hurry to return it back. She unrolled her tongue and made a cute "Ahhn~" sound, peeking at you over the top of her fat, slutty ass. After all the teasing she'd put you through, a little turnabout was fair game. Soon, Pinkie was voicing her protest to her torment: in the form of long, low, erotic mooing that made the barn quake as she underwent all new spates of growth. She and Fluttershy were soon mooing cutely together, filling the space between and around the debauched pair of ponies with expanding pink and yellow flesh.

The real outcry came when you lightly sunk your teeth into the rim of that puffy pink donut. Lots of tender tugging and nibbling made Pinkie's hooves drive along the floorboards and her hands scrabble for purchase. She threw her head back, waist-length mane draped over her body like a fluffy cloud. "Oooooh! Mooo~" 

You redoubled your efforts, tongue sliding deep into her, tickling the pervy pony’s sphincter. Any trepidation you might have had once upon a time about sampling Pinkamena’s rear had been immediately dispelled by that first timid butthole-suckling. This might just be finer dining than Canterlot Castle itself! If Pinkie Pie’s asshole were a restaurant, it would be five stars, and with no shortage of positive reviews on Whinny.com. 

You spread her butthole, quite the feat when it was reluctant to let go of your fingers, and continued to taste and play with her back there. A few lashes of your tongue over the bubblegum-flavoured interior and she was nice and prepped for a forceful insertion... and buckets of baby-batter! And not a moment too soon, it looked like. The shine in Pinkie’s eyes showed she was seriously thirsting to have your cock rubbed off inside of her juicy butthole. The party pony was going even more nuts than usual without her daily dose of having her cute backdoor spread by dick.

Perhaps you would have pounced on right there and then, if not for the arrival of two particular customers, both familiar to you and her. The girl's heavily-accented voices carried all the way to the back of the barn.

"Oh Miiister Farmeeeeeer! Where are yooo~ooouuu? We are wantink to buy fine produce!"

"Ooooh, yes! Mister Farmer, where are you keepink that delightful pink pony, mm? We are needink her out front at once to dispense sweet mjölka, ya?"

Of course you'd expected Aloe and Lotus to turn up sooner or later. How could they not? They were two of your most respected, and by far the most demanding, customers. 
In truth, the rainbow nectar flowing freely from Pinkie's bosoms made all sorts of revolutionary milk bath treatments possible at the Ponyville Day Spa, and your services had become invaluable to them in recent days. 

Well, that certainly set the pink colossus under you a-stirring. While Pinkie surely had no problem lazing about the barn having her butthole eaten out all day long, the call of the customer was strong in this one: she would leave no pony unfulfilled.

Pinkie rose to her hooves, pulling you along with her and positioning your face directly under that big quakin' booty. The pony stood over you with her legs slightly apart, shoulders slack and teats and huge ass hanging freely from her chubby frame. She was splattered with milk, saliva and a little mud all over, but paid it no mind and began springing playfully across the room towards the twins. You were able to extricate your fingers and tongue with a series of little "Ploik!"s, just in time to not get dragged along in her wake. 

Of course, Aloe and Lotus Blossom were as beautiful as ever, their stunning good looks only enhanced by the fact that there were two of them. If you ever got tired of looking at one example of perfect cheekbones, impeccable smiles or bright, intelligent eyes, you could just look to the side and there it was all over again. The same heavy-breasted vision of beauty, with the same wide, over-developed hips and supermodel-long legs. Such an unparalleled combination of features, brains and form was rare in Equestria. If you hadn't lucked into a relationship with the Pinkette duo, you wouldn't have been wrong to take this pair of born breeders to bed as your next-best option. 

The bluer member of the duo was wearing a blue minidress over her abundant curves, turning her cleavage into a front-loaded, eye-popping display. She’d come equipped with all the teat decoration a honey could need, with a sparkling collection of pretty necklaces and jewellery dangling between and onto her plump assets. The garment ended at mid-thigh, leaving Lotus's long, thick legs bare all the way down to a pair of ridiculously strappy pink sandals around her hooves. They had heels few Ponyville maidens would have risked. "Tottering" was the word for footwear like that, yet she showed herself for the high-quality wife material she was by walking on them as if they were an extension of her own hooves. 

Like all spa girls, her snow-white headband kept her mane mostly in place, aside from a single errant pink strand that dangled over her eyes.

Beside her, pink-fleshed Aloe was wearing something just as racy, like they'd decided to see who could bring your dick to the boil the fastest. Her spaghetti-strap dress was held up by a single fibre-thin shoulder strap that ran up around her collar-bones, behind her neck, then down again into her dress. And goodness, was there not much dress to greet it. It covered most of her breasts just fine, but the V-neck cleavage running down the middle didn't turn to material until it had shown almost everything it could. Everything from her inner cleavage down to her bare stomach, even the luscious dip of her belly-button, was cheerfully out on display. The fabric only met in the middle where it was absolutely necessary to cover up her feisty puss. You could hardly fault her for that, not when those big fuchsia titties seemed to be doing their best to apologize for her. They invited you to stare and stare and stare, for as long as you could possibly need. From there-on, her dress ended just high enough to make her thighs chilly when they weren’t wrapped around something warm, and she sported the same sort of impossibly-high sandals as her sister. Also like her sister, Aloe wore a white headband that kept her blue mane parted, showing off more of those shiny blue eyes. 

Pinkie Pie skipped across the room, that playground of a body all the more intoxicating when it was in motion. She came down in front of the titsy pair with a loud “whump!” that made the floorboards whine in protest. With a relaxed and teasing grace, she slowly bent forwards, bringing her immense figure to the window.

Milk was customarily dispensed to customers through two-foot wide aperture in the barn’s walls, and the pinkette had now thrust her head through one of these. She’d gotten so much bigger and bustier that, even with her head peeking through, the window was barely preserving Pinkie’s modesty. Her rosy-pink areola were smooshed against the wooden window frame on either side of her shoulders, causing two creamy trails of milk to ooze down the wall and onto the floor. Miss Pie didn’t even seem to notice.

“Welcome to the milk barn, fillies!” crowed Pinkie excitedly. The playful pinkette wiggled her arms through the hole, manoeuvring them around her queen-sized bust with some considerable effort, and clasped one of each of their hands. “Oooh, Spa Ponies! Are we gonna fill Spas or Ponies today?”

Pinkie remembered her last “rental day” working under Aloe and Lotus Blossom with considerable delight, working nothing less than an eight hour shift down at the Ponyville Day Spa. If there was anything more fun than sitting down with another seven or eight ponies in an empty Jacuzzi and having them rub your boobies until said Jacuzzi was overflowing with milk, then doing it all over again in the next bath over, Pinkie wanted to find out what it was and try it. ‘Cause that was already the tits!

Aloe leaned in close to the sweet-smelling party pony, letting out a breathy little chuckle that gave Pinkie a full-body shudder. “A little bit of both, darlink,” she whispered. 

Lotus went a little further, planting a kiss on Pinkie’s flushed cheek. “But ponies, yes! You will be doink the stuffink of the bellies to two very thirsty ponies in particular~” agreed her sister.

Pinkie’s pudgy body was gripped by full-body giggles, each bout of laughter accompanied by a slap of her hands down on the wooden window frame. She might have gone on like that for some time if not for a loud crack, and a two-inch split forming in the fragile pine. Pinkie mooed in slight alarm, sneakily draping her arms along the line of the crack. It might have worked if she hadn’t immediately forgotten about it. Moments later, Pinkie was playfully scritching the wood like a big kitten, all while her belly and breasts swelled larger from the cow-like outcry.

Pinkie felt her bloated tummy press tighter against the wall, while her cute little sling dug tighter and tighter into her impossibly busty figure. The fabric was segmenting each still-growing boob into two perky pink bulges of titmeat, and judging by all the quaking and shaking it was doing it was at its limit. 

A few more moments of strain, as well as the poor mare holding her breath under the pressure, her size proved too much for the dainty outfit to handle, and her slingshot bikini finally gave up the ghost with a loud snap. The floss-thin straps were ripped asunder by her enormous, jolly tits, exploding off her chest and falling in tatters to the ground. 

The cute pink gasped as her massive knockers and plump booty wobbled from the shockwave, as much a victim of her body as anyone else here. Her curvy frame was free, lewdly bouncing around.

After Aloe and Lotus’s initial shock, this just seemed to delight the pair even more. They shared a most charmed smile, knowing any milk cow this excitable was going to give enough rich, creamy titty-feed. Enough to stuff both their bellies a dozen times over and leave them salivating for more.

Yes, these two Spa Ponies were going to guzzle milk till their bellies bulged, and just like that the feisty pair began to lick their greedy chops knowingly.

Aloe’s fingers found their way under Pinkie’s chin, giving the pony scritches that soon had her tail swishing. She finally noticed you trying to peek over the chubby mare’s immense curves and both Spa girls gave you playful little waves. “Your cow is in good spirits today, Farmer!” laughed Lotus.

“It’s the usual for you fillies, today?” you said, acting like there wasn’t over half a ton of pony gallivanting about in the space between you. Always the consummate professional. 

“Ooh yes! Fill us both to the brim, farmer!”

“Yes yes! Get to the milkink and the fillink!”

Thoughts of the Spa Ponies laying side by side on your bed, saying such things while invitingly teasing apart pink folds, immediately came to mind. You quickly cast them aside and focused on the task at hand: transferring the contents of Pinkie’s bosom into two empty, growling bellies.

With some considerable effort, and further splintering of the wooden window frame, Miss Pie began to squeeze those squishy balloon-tits of hers out of the barn and into the warm sunny day outside. Water droplets from last night’s rains dripped onto her plush titties, making her smooth skin ripple. So big and ripe! Passing birds might have considered alighting atop the pink melons, if a sudden sneeze from Pinkie hadn’t set off a sudden titty-quake, rendering the runway treacherous. 

The pair of thigh-clenchingly horny spa ponies drooled themselves silly over those heaving milk tanks. Their only vocalizations for long moments were awed squeals and giggles, stunned into silence from clapping eyes on the source from which Ponyville’s Richest flowed. 

With another snap of the frame, Pinkie’s gigantic udders were finally freed to the outdoor air and wobbled into perfect hanging bell shapes. Within seconds, the sisters both hefted 20 litre milk jugs to her nipples and began siphoning the fruits of Pinkie’s lactation. Once they were attached, the pair set them down on the grass; in another jaw-dropping feat of bustiness, Pinkie’s chest was so large that her tits hung out the window low enough to keep the nozzles firmly attached.

At first the magical energies weaving their way around Pinkie’s prodigious bust were repelled by the sheer amount of chaotic fertility energy pouring out of her body, but a slight redoubling of effort and the successive clamping-down on her chest was enough to get the transfer going. With two loud hisses, and plenty of sploshing and gushing, Pinkie began to fill ‘em up. Aloe and Lotus’s eyes watered as they watched, looking for all the world like a pair of milk junkies about to get their next fix.

They weren’t the only ones. You must have had nothing but naked appreciation for the bovine form on your face at that moment, because Pinkie was slyly grinning back at you, giving her less-than-pure owner both barrels of her considerable charm. She bumped you with her bubbly booty, blatantly inviting you to come pick up where you left off.

As it turned out, lifting her tail high and giving herself a firm spank on those upraised cheeks was all it took to reel you in.

Slowly, and with great reverence, you approached Pinkie's majestic behind, collecting a bottle of ointment from a nearby shelf. You stewed and huffed as you rubbed the raw flesh of Pinkie's succulent behind. She blushed as your hands played over her plush rear. 

The pink-hued pony was flushed in the face, of course, because she wanted nothing more than to have a finger, or that long, strong penis, pounding her hot little butt. Well, not quite so little anymore, if it had ever been in the first place. After all, nothing stood between those fingers and her needy hole. Her lust for a stiff cock inside her was very, very obvious, and growing moreso by the second.

"A-ah... Nnn... Mooo!" Pinkie's sweet voice was milked out by your insistent hands, and the overstressed window frame leading to the outside continued in its creaking, splintering destruction. At this point, those blasted breasts seemed a few more growth spurts away from demolishing the barn’s entire wall. 

You touched your fingertips to that luscious rear, working diligently to get every last inch of pink curves. Soon, you got bolder and laid the flats of your palms on that a butt silkier, curvier and just plain better than any other you'd ever found. You sank your fingers into the pony's buttocks, gripping them tightly under the pretense of massaging her rear. "Such soft skin..." 

"Oohoohoo, you enjoy it as much as you like, you big -  Aahh!~" Pinkie began teasing, only to come to a halt as those rubbing, teasing hands got to work on her plush booty. The gentle squeezes sent shivers of pleasure right though her body, enough to make her slick pussy drip all the more. Those strong, manly hands just felt so good on her behind.

You reached between Pinkie's thighs, gently rubbing her pussy. "Hard to believe a pony with such a cute face is such a total pervert." 

Pinkie gasped as soon as that hand touched her pussy, the cute little sound soon joined by soft pants for breath. She was already leaking, the pony's pent up desire making itself more and more obvious. "A-ahh... Can't you just punish me here and now?"

But at the same time, you couldn't ignore your member standing up between you and the world’s cutest party pony. Farmer and cow alike were both raring and ready to go.

"Maybe I will!" You couldn't help yourself. That butt of Pinkie's was so very soft and pink. You shuddered aloud as you smacked your palm on the cutie's rear, slapping her right on the bottom. Then you just sat back and stared at the sight before you: Pinkie, head down, squealing in shock and surprise, shaking her hips and highlighting the bright red handprint on her wobbling left buttcheek. Not to mention her colossal sloshing boobies pouring out their contents into Aloe and Lotus's respective jugs. 

"Mmmn, buck..." You leaned over, husking in the cutie's ear. "I think you've been a very bad pony..."

Pinkie bit down on her lip. This was finally going to be it. It was only a matter of time until that fat cock sullied her cute rear, spreading her tight hole wide. The thought alone was enough to make her close her eyes and start mooing. Her thick rear was still quaking as you leaned over her, both hands digging into her bottom. "Mooo... Punish me, Mister Farmer~ Who knows what a bad cow like me might do if you don’t!"

As the naughty cow noise left her lips, you felt even more soft, pink flesh fill your grasp. Your hands sank deeper and deeper into her growing pony ass. Pinkie’s already-juicy curves and puffy ponut were swelling even bigger, when you were already overwhelmed by her insanely bouncy body. Feeling her butt cheeks fattening up in your grip was nearly enough to make you cum right then and there.

No matter how many times it happened, you could still hardly believe it. Your pink-fleshed pony wanted to fuck you senseless in front of half the town. You were going to have a huge crowd watching, not to mention those world-class beauty Spa Ponies, while you explored her pink insides and bust a nut deep inside of her. You were nearly hyperventilating, chest fluttering up and down, breath coming out in pants. 

That big, soft butt... You were sure it could take plenty of punishment, so you raised your hand again, higher this time. And then, you paused.

Sure, you could have brought your palm down right away, swatting that cutie’s big fat bum into oblivion and back, but something made you hesitate. Pinkie, on the other hand, couldn’t wait for the impact to come, and she was well past begging for it at this point. The curvaceous, crazy-horny animal was going out of her mind waiting for that sudden slap on her butt, and she began panting, raising her hips and swishing that big poofy tail of hers from side to side. The heat between her thick thighs was building, making the pony thrust and sway her booty in desperation... and all that assmeat began to wobble like pink pudding.

Pinkie shook her ass from side to side, big buns slapping and smacking together, but the butt-whipping smack she really wanted was the one stored in your palm. She wanted all the built-up male energy that would leave her drooling down her lolled-out tongue. For the briefest of moments, that very same tail found your wrist and impatiently looped around it, trying to coerce you into giving her the spanking that would make those fleshy pony buttocks really clap! 

Finally, with a cry of relief, Pinkie got the sharp impact her whole body had been hungering for. You brought your palm down on the cute buttslut's giant bottom again and again, spanking her silly. "This is for sitting on my face all those times! And this is for overflowing our bathtub with milk! And that's for waking me up in the middle of the night with your pussy and mouth! And this... This is for being a very, very, very naughty little pony!"

You'd done it... You'd spanked Pinkie so sore that the pony's wonderful, angelic body was shaking, her laughter mixed with lots of panting. You felt bad for the poor little cutie for a second, until you saw her pussy was as wet and slick as ever, and her butthole was still clenching tightly at thin air. "Mmnn... I think you've had enough punishment for now." you cooed. 

"Ahhmm... Hey Pinkie..." you whined, reaching for the cutie with both hands, tugging at the pony's body. "Mmmn, let's go all the way. I really need this..."

You lightly strummed a finger over Pinkie's butthole, like you might stick it inside at any moment and start giving the horny pony true female pleasure. Her head drooped onto the window sill, eyes rolled back and drooling as she was played with so naughtily. 

"I need it. You're so cute..."

You lined your oversized cock up with her velvety butthole. She was already getting ready to slam her hips back into you even while she was dispensing product to the clients. It was an idea your fat, naughty cock liked very much: the bulbous, big-headed penis was standing up at full erection. Thick, musky spunk was dripping down the wide-flared head to the base. It was propped up on a pair of nuts so big they made you have to sit with your legs slightly apart most days: they were locked and loaded to the brim with pony-stuffing seed.

She pressed her plush horse-ring against your slick flare, desperate to have something fill her pony butt. "A-hhh... Hurry up, stick it innnn...." she whined, eyes turning to look back at you pleadingly. All she wanted was the pure pleasure of a fat cock inside her rear.

How could you deny such a wonderfully cute pony who was just helplessly lost in the pleasure of her own slutty body? If you didn't feed Pinkie's thirsty butthole your semen right now, you wouldn't be able to live with yourself. The tip of your juicy, fat cock nosed up against Pinkie's tight rear. The holiest of holes in all of Ponyville. Bracing yourself, you began to drive your hips toward Pinkie’s own. The sheer size difference was immense, the mare’s cushiony ass and birthing hips completely and utterly dominating your own. You cried out as you speared Pinkie’s rump hole with the tip of your cock, the head so flared and thick that you practically felt anchored inside the hot little ponytoy. Her ponut slurped lewdly around your head as you thrust your hips toward her. 

"P-Pinkie...!"

That drew quite a cry of approval from Aloe and Lotus! Your big strong member stretching Pinkie's butt, sliding deeper and deeper inside, drew appreciative coos from the pair as the flow of milk into their tanks increased. Suddenly, both jugs overflowing, gallons of milk gushing down over the rim and splashing onto the grass below, drawing squeals of alarm from both Spa Ponies as their hooves were splashed. With no other recourse, the pair did the only thing they could: licked their greedy milk-guzzling lips and closed in. "Just lookink at you two working has made us starving!" teased Aloe. 

Soon, the pair had helped Pinkie redirect the perky nipples of her enormous, hanging breasts to their soft lips, nudging against them. The tips were, true to form, already dripping with the creamy white of mother's milk. 

Pinkie, in turn, looked at the curvaceous companions with a glint of greed in her eye, wanting more of their affection. She went wider-eyed still as they both suddenly presented their open mouths! It just went to show you were never too old for a doting mother's caring treatment, a belief that was redoubled when all that succulent breast dangled teasingly before their eyes and over their mouths, looking so heavy and weighty and mesmerizing. 

At the twin's urging, she eagerly hustled her breasts right up to their salivating snouts. They passed in and out of focus before their open mouths, and then... Pop~ A single shove was all it took to fill Aloe and Lotus's mouths to the brim, those large rosy nipples invading them each respectively. The pair both delicately kissed the ready studs of her soft nipple-flesh, their silky, wet mouths wrapping around both teats with a needy strength. It was a sizzling, tender suckle that soothed all the aching in Pinkie's body, and a floaty warmth possessed her immense curves.

The pair continued making out with the horny cow’s huge nipples, making the most perfect, ladylike little laughs, in-between perverse, horny-gal titty-suckles. The twins were rewarded with a thick, steady flow of warm milk oozing into their waiting mouths.

You held Pinkie tightly as you began to stretch her butt more, sliding deeper and deeper inside. "Look at you... You're the star of the show right now, aren't you, Pinkie?" And of course you got a cheerful moo in response! Caught between three party-goers and pleasuring them all at once; what could be better than that?

The cutie felt the head of your cock probing her hole. Every moment that it prodded and teased was like an eternity to the buttslut, so when it finally pressed inside, her cry of pleasure couldn't have been louder. The mooing echoed over Ponyville, her body quivering with pure pleasure as her already ludicrous tits and ass continued cowing up. Your hands sank even deeper into her cushiony butt cheeks as you squeezed at every inch of her chubby rear and hips. 

The fat head of your cock felt so good in her, so big and thick inside her tight, clenching rear. She slipped a little. She wagged her hips to each side to settle down, giving her heavy ass cheeks a cute jiggle as she let out a sigh of pleasure. Pinkie's butthole clamped hold as it slurped down inch after inch. Then you sank yourself deeper, and her moans came louder and lustier than before. Each inch stretched her hole, stroking at the cow-pony's most sensitive spots. The flow of milk into Aloe and Lotus's mouths surged, more and more of the fluid spurting from the slutty bovine's luscious tiddies. 

Pinkie gave you a needy glance over her shoulder, "Mmm! I can't believe I get to enjoy this big cock every day of the year! Go 'head and bounce, mister!" 

The pony’s face flushed hotly with the effort, sweat rolling down her massive breasts and all over her juicy body . Her blue eyes shut and her lashes fluttered with the exertion to claim most of that pony dick. She bounced a little, halfway there, and released a throaty alto moan. "A-aaah! Nnnnhh! S-soo big! Your dick's so goood! MoooOoo~!" she mewled, losing herself to the fat cock that filled her right up. By the time you were done, Pinkie would be drooling all over herself and Aloe and Lotus would be stuffed. All three girl's bellies would be bulging with the creamy fluids released from today's cheeky sex show. 

Pinkie purred as she felt her breasts growing heavier again, even as milk was draining into both girl's bellies. She looked over those soft, swelling mountains to her beautiful clients, both ladies looking positively stunning with their naughty dresses stretched over their hot frames and their sandalled hooves spread wide apart in the grass. Lotus was grinding her heel on her sister's calf, looking so horny she could barely stand it. So cute! 

Aloe and Lotus both softly mewled around the increasingly powerful flow of warm, nutritious milk. The heat oozing into their bellies made them feel refreshed and strong again, and they practically hauled Pinkie forwards, getting as much of her body out of the window as they could. They let out wanting murmurs, each mare hugging a boob tight and keeping their soft lips wrapped around a nipple. All while Pinkie continued to moan out moo after moo.

With a wet pop, both nozzles suddenly broke free of their mouths as Pinkie’s rapidly growing breasts began hanging too low for them to keep up. That naughty cow had no off switch! Her eyes were practically rolling up from the pleasure, her lips forming an “o” shape for her favourite thing to moan out. Aloe and Lotus both swallowed a mouthful of milk and rested for a moment, gasping for air. "You are so very warm... And soft." 

The duo were reduced to kneeling before the altar of Pinkie, needily grasping onto the mare’s heaving udders. There was something so... inviting about how she felt, so loving in the way her body pushed against theirs that awoke a need inside of them, throbbing in the pit of her stomach.

Of course, Pinkie was stunned, drawn out of her sex-stupor to gasp as the much larger pony was tugged forwards. That smooth, silky and oh so feminine body came forwards until she had a titty in either girl's lap, mooing happily as they both cradled a beach-ball breast to their tummies. Pinkie's heavy, milk-laden bosom was now so large that it eased down nearly into their laps, even with both of them laid out on the ground. Rather than sitting firmly, her decadent bosom was set off quaking by the slightest motion, and now they were tear-dropping on either side of her chest, pulled down by their sizeable weight. 

Such lewd tits! Pinkie simply couldn’t wait to relieve the pressure on them.

Pinkie splayed out the fingers of both cow-print gloved hands on the little she could reach of her pendulous cow-tits. Her fingers sank into the meat as she struggled to heft them up, then squeezed them together. The pony let out a shameless moan as her creamy tit milk literally hosed down the twins’ lower bodies, rapidly forming a pool of white beneath them. 

The spa mares licked their lips hungrily. They were more than eager to help the poor titsy cow. With a sly, knowing wink to each other, they wrapped their arms tightly around each colossal mam and began to slowly slide their milk-covered bodies up and down, rubbing their own breasts against hers as they took turns lovingly tugging on each hanging tit. Massaging skills honed over years of practise were devilishly put to work on making the cutie keen and squirm.

Pinkie was completely breathless as she felt her boobies spraying non-stop, pumped up and down, over and over again by the naughty sisters. It was like the 8-hour Spa Shift all over again. The moo cow was a mess, moaning nonstop as she let her tongue loll out of her mouth, openly drooling over her rack.

“Nnnghh… Aaah… Ah!” 

Their silky, soft breasts kept mashing into the Pink cow’s own oversized jugs as they continued groping and squeezing every inch of her. Pinkie had grown so much that each of the twins literally had to support a titty each. Squishy, pink tit-meat was spilling over and around their tightly-muscled arms, to the point where if they pushed any deeper, the pair would be shoulders-deep in the living cushions.

And yet, the squishy, all-consuming properties of Pinkie’s giant bust didn’t seem to have the sexalicious duo of turbo-sluts bothered one little bit. Rather, they kept right on giggling, purring and playing with her hyper-sized rack, cleaning up stray drops of sweet pony-nectar with their tongues, while firmly massaging the abundant udders with all their strength. After all, who could be afraid of the magical chest they’d become so intimately familiar with? Especially after loving, massaging and nurturing its growth to its current superhuman size. They loved Pinkie’s rack almost as much as they loved the rest of her... which was saying something!

“Mm... As usual, these titties... hnnn...” Aloe placed her cheek on one of the wobbling spheres as they rose over the windowsill like twin sunrises. She squeezed the ponk-melon silly, holding her like a favourite stuffed animal. Aloe rubbed her face, or rather her entire upper body, slowly up and down the lovely expanse. “Simply luxurious...”

Beside her, Lotus was grinning at Pinkie over the pony’s own heady curves. Her entire hand was wrapped around one of those throbbing nipples, and it was a testament to its girth that she couldn’t wrap her fingers all the way around. Every time she twisted her wrist gently, Pinkie cried out like a madmare, arching her back and gushing endless praise for their touching. “Ohoho~ I must agree... Our “business partner” has been gettink quite greedy with her growings!”

Pinkie looked down at them from where her head and hands were resting on top of her rack. The dizzied, dazed pony tried to struggle through the ultimate pleasure of her bust and belly growing even more... raised a finger to begin a carefully-worded reply... and then just ended up mooing all the more. Pinkie surrendered under the pleasure of her three-way assault, the curvy pony just coasting on the high of hands and fingers touching her all over. She let go, immersing herself fully in the brainwaves of an orgasming bovine.

Her attempt at a counterpoint eventually did manifest, but only in the form of two thick blasts of milk that struck the Spa Ponies and soaked them head to toe. Pinkie almost shattered the window frame with her next growth spurt, splinters of wood blasted off by the encroaching, all-consuming rack.

By the time Aloe and Lotus had unlatched their titty hugs, the ground was practically an ocean of pony milk. With Pinkie’s colossal teats still dangling down to their laps, they each softly tugged a nipple up to their mouths and held her breasts in place as they guzzled her warm milk. Junkies was the word that came to mind, watching those two gorge themselves. Breast-milk junkies!

And what were you up to in the meantime? Fucking Pinkie silly, of course. 

"Ooh... Pinkie!" Your hands latched onto that big pink booty of hers. It was a little startling how big it was after all that mooing, but nothing compared to when you began to pinch the soft, smooth flesh between your fingers. You gripped her big butt and sank your fingers in as deep as they would go, holding on to her as she grinded herself on your penis. You rhythmically clenched and unclenched, massaging her bottom with a devilish touch. "I love your butt..."

You pressed down on top of the face-down pony, moving one hand to yank her head back by her hair, the other firmly on the buttslut's enormous ass, keeping a nice firm grip as you drove into her slutty rear over and over. The way that smooth, tight hole massaged you as you slid in and out was just too much. Her fat, puckered donut stretched in and out, glorping and slurping lewdly around your cock as you basted her heavenly inner walls with your precum. 

Pinkie’s butthole was everything you'd ever dreamt of and more. It felt amazing, your brain just about whited out with pleasure completely. Your mouth fell open, tongue waggling loosely like it needed a good kissing. 

You looked down at her with dulled eyes. You could barely take the level of stimulation she was giving you. Seeking something, anything, to take the edge off, you dove forwards, burying your face in her long, lustrous hair. As your face was smothered in her glossy, shimmering candy-floss mane, your teeth fished for Pinkie’s sensitive shoulders. She cried out in delight as you nibbled gently at her nape, bucking back at you with even more wild Pie energy. Her perfect pink flesh was left dripping both with sweat and the saliva of a total pervert. 

She tightened her grip on the cracked wooden windowsill. Her hips rose up with a noisy squish, then bounced back down. "You're soooo deep! Eeheehee!”

Pinkie arched her back, lost in pleasure. “Come on, cutie~ Fuck me!"

Well, you could hardly deny the pony of your dreams, could you? But you almost couldn't handle it, cock almost jack-hammering a cute load of swimmers into her right then and there. It would have been so easy to press the head of your cock into her ass and pump a tidal wave of boiling-hot jizz into her right then and there. You wanted to so badly, but you forced yourself to cool down and start moving your hips again. 

You grit your teeth and rode it out, hands going crazy on her booty. Your fingers splayed out, then clawed at her meaty ass-flesh, raking it. Your lust was ignited again as pleasure threatened to send you over the edge. You let out a cute little strangled groan and began putting your back into it. You gave her tip-to-base strokes with the whole length of your shaft, driving all that fat fucking dick in and out of Pinkie with all your strength. You plunged the head in all the way, then slowly dragged it all the way out, scratching her inner walls with the big mushroom head as you went.

Each entire stroke made her body jolt. The ripple worked through her tightly clenched buttocks and along her breasts, making her shudder. The reek of sex filled both their noses as sex-juices soaked down that big pony cock. Pinkie was one juicy gal... and she left you soaked down to your cock's base. 

Her blue eyes opened and she smiled back at you, trapped inside her ass. "It feels good, huh? I'm so close! Get me off and I'll give you a biii~iiig kiss!"

But that girlish laugh was cut short by the next moan as your big cock worked her over. Pinkie shuddered. Her body spasms made her tighten around your dick, even as she squirted, not even able to finish her teasing before she let go and wailed.

Your seized the opportunity, going along with that great big heavy dick of yours. You plunged as deep into Pinkie's ass as her body would let you, stirred her up, then began grinding luridly on her insides. Each touch together of their bodies made you see stars, but you endured it and kept going. Her butt just felt way too good around you.

"P-Pinkie...!" you gasped. You clawed up onto her body, drawing her into a kiss with your tongue worming up into her mouth. Your hips stopped for a moment, then the refreshing taste of candy redoubled your thrusting. "You're so cute... You're the cutest, prettiest, girliest pony ever... I can't keep my semen out of you any longer... Mmmn, please accept it all!"

Pinkie clawed at the walls of the barn, her entire body twitching with pleasure. Her oversized butthole clenched again and again around the wildly pumping cock, each stroke of that fat dick sending a wave of pleasure right through the cock-addicted milk-cow. You growled in the back of your throat, as you went into your final set of strokes, not wanting to relax or pace yourself. You just wanted to stick your dick in her butt and cum. You held her tightly, and began driving in and out of Pinkie, faster and faster and faster... The entire barn shook as Pinkie held the window frame with both hands, violently shaking it as she cried out! Your hips slapping into her enormous rump sent her booty cheeks clapping, sending ripples over her chubby feminine curves. The ponies crowded around the barn stopped what they were doing and stared as this huge bitch threatened the foundations of your entire corporation! Her lovemaking was just too frantic. 

Pinkie’s gigantic, glistening booty bounced and wobbled all over like nothing you’ve ever seen before, her plump cheeks still rosy from her previous punishment. The way her rump and tail were moving was just so hypnotizing, you had to have more. You gripped the sensitive dock of her tail and gave it a firm tug upward, causing the sweet smelling mare to moan out as she clenched her cheeks and tightened her butthole in response to the sudden pleasurable surprise.

“Nnngh... Ooh! Not my tail!” You continued to lovingly yank her tail up, causing her to raise that immense bottom higher and arch her back even further. Her heaving bosom gave a boy-loving wobble.

Those massive cow titties... They were so big now that you could barely even see them anymore from within the barn. Her impossibly curvy body was going to be the end of you. All that tit and ass... it was going to drive you crazy one day~ You just couldn’t stop thrusting and grinding! 

Pinkie locked her hooves and squealed. “Wheeeee~! Soooo goooooddd!”

Each time your hips pounded against her, you were rewarded with the sloppy, wet sounds of that juicy butthole slurping around your shaft. The poor gravid mare was finally pushed over the edge, moaning out loud as she came. “Aaaaahn! Mmmmn!” 

You watched her pussy spasm again and again as you continued to piston in and out of her, feeling her juices soak your sloshing balls and cock. Her cute little whimpers were just too much. Your felt Pinkie’s butthole literally milking the entire length of your massive dick now, so eager to have you blow load after load into her fat slutty ass.

The busty pinkette was on cloud nine at this point, unable to think of anything but fat cocks stuffing her naughty butthole and filling her big belly up with more and more creamy spunk. Pinkie swayed her wide, foal-bearing hips and swished that adorable cow tail side to side happily as you pounded away, sliding your hands all over her sweaty butt, letting your fingers sink deep into her chub. Your throbbing cock thickened as it flared inside her, any moment now you were going to blow. Your sex-drunk cutie of a girlfriend was drooling and rolling her eyes back in orgasmic bliss, totally fucked silly. You bit your lip as you realized just what you both needed to finish. You slowly raised your hand and gave your favourite buttslut’s gigantic rump one last spank. Pinkie’s cute ponut clamped down tightly on your dick as she let out one last long, horny moo.

“Hnnn… gonna… c-cum!”

With a cry, you hilted deep inside your curvy pony pal and began letting out everything you had. Shot after shot of semen filled up the cutie's tummy, swelling it even further with both your seed... and her most recent, orgasmic moo. Pinkie started to drool all over again as she felt the wall she had been leaning over pressing tighter and tighter against her belly. Her gravid midsection pancaked into the wooden support, spreading her warm, doughy flesh over the entire surface as you kept right on going pumping into her, eager to see how big she could grow. The pony was so gravid now she couldn’t even reach her arms out as far as her sloshing tummy protruded.

It was difficult to ignore the heat splattering her insides as the excess pressure oozed down your cock. Pinkie's mouth hung open as she rode it out, feeling your load shoot deep into her vulnerable pony butthole. Her pucker clenched tighter around your cock as her body welcomed you to fill her.

Inside, the barn was a mess of sweat and moaning and thrusting bodies and hot, gushing semen. You came and poured your shot deep into Pinkie, staining every last inch of her ass with goopy spunk. You arched your back and went off again and again, purring into her back as you did the deed.

All the while, Pinkie’s immense cow tits had been continuing their growth spurt. Her expanding belly wasn’t being a slouch about becoming gigantic either. If her impossibly large breasts weren’t currently being supported by the two sisters outside, you were certain the ground under your feet would have taken their place holding her up.

Pinkamena was just so unbelievably massive now. Your lust for hyper-sized pony tits peaked, and you thrust as deeply as you could, luxuriating in how her soft folds tightened every time you throbbed inside her. Who even knew sex could feel this good?

Spurts of thick cum just kept filling her rumphole until a loud, sudden snap drew you back to reality. Before you knew it, the windowsill supporting the weight of all of that pudgy, pink mare began to groan. 

The crack in the wooden windowsill, formed earlier by your marefriend’s jostling bust, had finally given way. The entire bolt of wood had split, cracking open all the way down to the brick wall it was set in. Your barn was slowly being destroyed, crushed under the weight of Pinkie’s belly and bust.

The pony’s tired hips finally came to a halt. When you finally dismounted, you drew your messy cock slowly out, stretching and tugging the rim of her cute ponut around your cock, almost like she didn’t want you to ever leave. She winced as the throbbing tip escaped with a hot gush of semen and a loud wet pop! After just a few more shots of sticky, thick jizz over the naughty pony’s buns and donut, you limply collapsed on top of her bed-like body. 

Unsurprisingly, the combined weight of a farmer and his big titted cow proved too much for the poor windowsill to handle. The wall finally gave out under Pinkie. Countless pieces of broken wood flew by as the pony fell a wholly unremarkable distance, totally cushioned by both her rack and her belly. You were pulled down as well, face-planting directly into the crack of her adorable wobbling buns.

Both of Pinkie’s nipples were now free of those pervert’s mouths. Pinkie plopped down in front of the Spa Ponies on top of her heaving udders, mashing them into the ground as she let out a cute moan of pleasure. The milk-spray that followed was as unbelievable as everything else that had happened today.

Aloe and Lotus cried out as they were both white-washed with milk. The two ponies were knocked clean off their hooves, overwhelmed by the explosion of free-flowing milk resulting from Pinkie’s double titgasms. She shook from head to toe with the sheer joyful release of being a happy, empty-headed milk-pony.

Seemingly satisfied, Pinkie finally surrendered to fatigue. She slumped backward onto her balloon-marked booty, cutely panting, drooling and rubbing her gigantic tits. 

You glanced at the clock you kept over the barn door. It was barely even one o’clock. Meaning, to you, there were still four hours of the work day left to go! You paused to take stock of your barn. There was the fucked-out form of Pinkie sitting near the hole in the wall, a hole you reminded yourself she’d made. Beside her, a soaking wet Aloe and Lotus slowly climbing to their hooves and wringing milk from their tiny dresses... Fluttershy still passed out in the corner, Babs inundated with orders... 

And speaking of Babs... you were still expected to take her to bed tonight and fill her with child. Who even knew what the Apple family would do to you if you didn’t?

You gulped nervously. So much to do still!

You would have rushed to get back to the grind... If not for the soft sound of a cute “Ahhhnnnn~” beneath you, followed by the smacking of a wet mouth. Pinkie plucked your still-gushing dick from between your legs and popped it into her mouth, and within moments it was fully enveloped in warmth. 

She mooed around it, and began to suck.

Well.

Chores could probably wait a few more minutes.

> Day's End, Night's Beginning
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“Alright, time to close up shop!” you called.

Those six words were all it took to rouse a great cry of disappointment from the crowd of ponies still gathered about around the entrance of the Ponyville Milk Barn. But before their protests could gather any real steam, Pinkie Pie had already hoisted a “Closed!” sign over a hook hanging from the front door, effectively silencing the salivating mob. “There’ll be plenty more milk tomorrow, everypony!” she cried, naturally meaning every word. 

With pleasantries out of the way, the portly party pony rushed to join the rest of you at the barn’s rear, where a single wooden shower cubicle was waiting.

And with good cause! Pinkie Pie sorely needed the scrub-up that the end of her shift came with: like Babs, Fluttershy and even yourself, she had been white-washed head to toe by the day’s exertions. Her body had been used for target practise by four other breasts... occasionally even her own. 

Milk had soaked into Pinkie’s big, frizzy mane and was dribbling down her face. A coating of full-cream produce, still warm to the touch, dribbled over the swells of her mountainous bosom. Each playful hop she took sent her bouncy bust a-wobbling, splashing the thick white goop all across the floorboards... floorboards that were more than soaking-wet already! Pinkie had milk in places she didn’t even know it could get to.

The plucky pinkette hopped around the last corner and stuck her head through the doorway, giving the rest of your group a spunky little wave. “Here I am! All ready to get squeaky-clean, Mister Farmer-Sir!”

You drew the shower curtain aside, inviting the two enormous mares, and the “just” huge filly, to step inside. You were in the home stretch now: the sun was almost all the way down from the sky, and another day at Ponyville Milk Barn was coming to a close. 

Countless candy-coloured equines had come and gone today, all tossing their bits out for a taste of creamy perfection. Nurse Redheart had stopped by on her lunch break for a sneaky top-up on her favourite Pinkie Milk. 

Tree Hugger had arrived shortly after, lazily looping her arms around Fluttershy’s neck and giving her a gentle kiss. What a sight she’d been, half-in and half-out of the barn, contentedly mashing her warm mouth against Fluttershy’s. They’d stayed that way over the cozy windowsill for five minutes or more before the top-heavy tripper had finally slapped down the bits for a bottle. 

Even Spike had stopped by, wheeling up a big trolley of empty bottles shouting over the crowd to get a fill up “for Twilight.” Although you could have sworn more milk ended up going into the tiny dragon’s belly than the trolley by the end of it! 

For all the fun, there were still dozens of customers coming and going, and three docile, mooing cows to take care of. But, all the same, would you have it any other way? Was there a bigger and better thrill in the world than all this, or a better recipe for a perfect day? And was there anywhere you’d rather be right now than this big spacious barn, with these three sumptuous, heavy-chested cattle under your employ? The girls were more productive than ever, and it seemed like hardly a minute went by where a milk spray wasn’t arching high into the air by blushing, moaning pony-cows.

Having cows... was great! Where else could you see six giant breasts lined up like this, fat nipples continuing their steady production flow for hours uninterrupted? Some days it seemed like they made milk faster than you or anyone else could pump it out.

Even now, every last pair of those mind-numbingly giant breasts were tingly and sensitive. They were aching from the sheer volume of milk they still contained. The girls were being extra careful right now, as if just brushing their chests on the shower cubicle’s walls would be enough to reduce them to trembling, orgasming heaps on the floor.

What a trio they made! Pinkie and Fluttershy were both as tall as buffalo now, yet still just as creamy and resplendent as fantasies ripped straight from a stallion’s dreams. With heads so high they nearly brushed the ceiling, and bodies large enough to make the assets of Babs seem trifling in comparison, she couldn’t help but look small between those two. Those jiggly curve-queens had been sized up to fetishistic new levels.

The two heavily-pregnant mares were enriched by the tight, rounded domes of their bellies, serving to tell onlookers anything and everything they could ever need to know about their high-level fertility... but even Babs’s stomach was far from flat. As she tiptoed into the advanced stages of her cowgirl transformation, Babs had developed a gut more befitting a cow, a big and cushy rounded tummy that spilled over the waistband of her bikini bottoms. It effortlessly quaked and contorted under lewdly-questing fingers.

Combined with extra-thick thighs, rounded, plump faces and warm eyes that glimmered with lust whenever they laid eyes upon their herd’s alpha... Ponyville’s curviest had undeniably been transformed into bovine wonderlands now, platonic ideals of plush cattle that lived to graze, lactate and breed. Those last two in particular!

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Soon, the four of you were packed inside the teensy shower space. You began to work on worming your way between the soft mixture of yellow, orange and pink to take the shower’s handle firmly in hand, and turn it downwards.

You sighed in relief as the hiss of falling water began to come down around your ears. At first, all the sputtering shower head had to offer up was a light dribble of water, but there was just no way that was going to be enough! There was endless pony curvature that needed to be left squeaky-clean before these girls were allowed into bed, and Pinkie and Fluttershy’s busts were hardly going to soak themselves, were they?

That little trickle soon graduated into steamy sheets of water that pounded down on all your bodies, soaking the girl’s short horse hairs and matting them to their skin. Mist began to form in the isolated space, and with it came the roar of the water grew louder. One by one all the myriad moos, gasps and giggles of your domesticated cows were drowned out; soon you could only read their pleasure, and their giddiness, by those enormous bodies jostling against you, thrusting tits at you insistently. 

Not one of those bovine Goddesses showed the least decorum in their need to feel your touch on their bodies. It wasn’t long before your wrists were clasped, and your hands planted on soft, relaxing breasts. 

The day’s exertions were finally caught up with you. Hours of running back and forth in the barn’s small area, providing fresh bottles, cleaning spills... It had been exhausting, and the day was still far from over. 

Still, for the moment you could relax a little. And what better place to do so than in the midst of three curvaceous, doll-like ponies? You let yourself luxuriate in the the sheer warmth three living, breathing sets of curves provided, all as cushy and soft as dreams. You allowed yourself to go limp, hands falling on firm pony rumps so large and overdeveloped they were easily supported. Honestly, when it came to Pinkie, there was probably enough room for your hand, your whole arm and the entire boxed set of the Daring Do collection. With room to spare!

Channels of warm water began to form in the tight gaps between your body and all of theirs. Where the water couldn’t reach you, the girls were quick to handle it, polishing you with their wet, shiny bodies. They were slick and slippery, and there were muffled squeaky sounds as they used giant busts and bellies to leave you dripping.

Now you were really getting properly immersed in ponies! Most of the shower space was dominated by Fluttershy and Pinkie’s divinely-shaped bodies, their backs pressed against the walls as flat as possible while the rest of their curves spilled out under the shower’s spray. 

Most of all, the shower space was dominated by Pinkie’s low-hanging cream factories, and Fluttershy’s milk-laden torpedo tits. Both racks hogged more than their fair share of the water splashing down, with small waterfalls naturally forming where the water ran off their chests. The only space to speak of between those assets was the small diamond in between the wall of titflesh, where their docking nipples formed a kissy-tits perimeter, the plump and erect nubs chastely smooching like lovers. That was where your and Babs Seed’s heads were now, completely enshrouded in pink and yellow busts.

Your member had been stiff plenty of times in the presence of your cows... You were a red-blooded male, after all, and they were fantastically, superhumanly fertile. But you couldn’t easily remember if it had ever been quite this stiff! 

Of course, little details like that could escape the mind when you were taking that burgeoning, rut-ready member of yours and grinding it raw against poor Babs’s mega-thick thighs. You were making a genuine effort to relieve some of your tension and calm down, but all it seemed to be doing was getting her, and you, even more worked up. 

You were dragged back to the moment suddenly as you found Babs staring directly at you. The cocky pony’s mouth was moving, whispering something you couldn’t quite make out over the roar of the water. You leaned closer.

Her mouth moved and you just barely made her word out. It was half lip-reading, half the understanding of a person that came with being their lover. “Stick...”

She was staring pointedly at you, eyes wide, water streaking down her face. 

“Yourself...” Her mouth wrapped around the word, tonguing the syllables. 

Babs was fully lost in your expression, barely mindful of the other ponies crowding around you. In her mind, you were the only thing that existed.

“Inside me...” the pony huffed, pressing against you. You were more mindful than ever of what her cravings were doing to her, the rock-hard tip of your jutting, painfully-erect member less than an inch from the unprotected entrance to Babs Seed’s womb. 

You faltered momentarily, and Babs took the opportunity to kiss you. She forced her oversized, fleshy cow-tongue down your throat at the same time she hoisted her hips.

Babs was in full lust to be seeded. She stroked her thick labia along the head of your leaking cock-head, inviting you to do what your cock was meant to, and spread her open. Her lower lips welcomed you as the head of that obscene member began to slide inside.

Her mouth twisted open savagely. A bestial cry, choked with emotion, slipped from the orange cow-pony’s mouth. You definitely heard that over the roar of the shower, and so did Fluttershy and Pinkie! Babs began frantically shaking her hips, smacking her crotch roughly against yours in her urge to get you inside. An inch, two inches... Your cock was being sheathed inside this pony’s steamy sex-sheath. After the cool air of the shower, your stiffy felt warmed to the core inside her. 

It was like coming in from the cold and lazing before a roaring fire. It belonged in there.

As you grew more coddled and trapped inside of Babs, the temptation to relax against Fluttershy and just let it happen was growing... Why shouldn’t you just give this fertile smut-addict what she wanted? Did it matter if you did it here or on the bed?

You lazed back in those curves and felt the semen rise within you.

Then, you were suddenly back to the chilly air. Babs’s expression of eye-rolling, drooling pleasure slowly, little by little, returned to her old intelligence. “Auuhhh?”

Pinkie Pie, of all ponies, had lifted her off your cock. She was carefully flicking the female sex fluids from your pole, scrubbing you up nice and sparkling again. “Hey, come on big-booty Babsy~ We’re here to get all cleaned up, remember? Heehee!”

Babs flushed red in the face. “Y-Yeah. Clean...”

Fluttershy pressed her fingertips together, blushing. “Pinkie’s right. Getting the, um, shower repaired last time was a big hassle. Heh...”

Pinkie put one hand on her hip, waggling the other under Babs’s chin. “And besides! You only get your first baby once! Better make it special!”

The giant-reared pony planted both hands on Babs Seed’s tummy. 

Pinkie fanned her fingers out across the smooth flesh, shaking it up and down to make her junior’s big belly jiggle. “Awooooga! We have a ticking time bomb down here! I repeat, a ticking time bomb! This pony’s biological clock is in imminent need of a manly defusing! Awooooga!”

Fluttershy smiled, tapping a finger on her chin. “Oooh, we’ll need a real expert for that one. Hee~”

The more Pinkie slyly jostled Babs’s stomach, the more you began to notice her touches weren’t entirely innocent. The huge pony had a habit of being more devious than she would ever let on, and the longer you looked down at her hands, the more obvious it was she was firmly twisting her thumbs in a particular way. Little touches, just so.

You’d seen that grip before. Pinkie was directly stimulating Babs’s womb in the same way she’d previously done with Fluttershy, gently applying pressure through her belly. Judging from the expression on the Apple family gal’s face, it was working: she must be absolutely drenched between her thighs right now.

Pinkie grinned as she leaned over Babs’s shoulder, even as Fluttershy placed a sponge in your hands. “So stop gawkin’ and start scrubbin’, boss! Woopee!” 

Everything seemed to fall into place after that. You felt warm and relaxed, as you began the slow process of washing the milk and sweat from all four of your bodies. You were trapped in the middle of your group, fully hemmed in by those three expanded bodies. 

Pinkie was right: it was downright unfair on Babs to keep her waiting any longer. After all, this was all fun and games to her seniors: they’d long since had the ache in their bellies sated. But Babs, on the other hand... 

Her giddy hormones had become a tidal wave that crashed down on her pliable mind over and over again, and rather than battening down the hatches, the earth pony had fully succumbed. She’d let her breeding urges pour in until she was dizzy from arousal and need, dying to hook her ankles behind your butt and do everything she was craving, as many times as it took to satisfy her needs. 

Looking at her now in the shower with you, you could see Babs Seed had become obsessed with being impregnated, giving fully into her instincts to be a mother as freely and ready as the most base of animals.

Even now, Babs Seed’s head was swimming with thoughts of turning her womb over to her farmer. Growing up, she had always been painfully aware of the adult pleasures denied to her: watching the adults get completely drunk out of their minds on Apple Cider. Listening to the adults having sex, stallions thrusting into mares with force so violent and untamed it should have elicited pain... Only to hear those mares howl their approval and ram their hips back with equal or greater force. As she’d matured, she had experienced every last one of those forbidden highs, but this final exposure had always been off-limits to her. 

And now, having spent the last few months watch Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie repeatedly bomb their brains raw with blasts of heady Oxytocin, Babs was more ready than ever. For her fellow cows, it seemed as if just cradling and rubbing bulging bellies produced mind-melting jolts of happiness in their brains as good as any orgasm... and she didn’t want to go another day without being able to experience that eye-rolling, tongue-hanging pleasure for herself. 

The pony-puss wanted to invite your hard cock deep inside. Babs wanted to hug and hold you and you alone tightly, to seal her lips with yours and grind her lust out on your firm body. She wanted to be barebacked and creampied over and over, until the unfertilized eggs clamouring in her womb had been dominated by the thick, gooey contents of your nuts. 

The strong and independent pony was now fully devoted to having the permanent mark of a man’s touch left on her flush, pot-bellied curves, and swarms of cute little cows running around her feet.

You hurried to scrub your cows down, then bossed them out of the shower while they giggled all the way. It was finally time to sow your wild oats in the curvy, lewdly-plumped Babs Seed’s womb.

---

Sometime later, you popped out of the shower door like a cork from a wine bottle. Fluttershy and Pinkie looked immediately relieved for the extra space, the pressure finally off their pent-up bodies. They looked almost like they’d been holding their tummies in all this time! Looking back at the tiny gap you’d just previously been occupying, you could sympathize: it was a wonder you’d even fit between them in the first place.

You wandered over to a shower cabinet and pulled out a few fluffy white towels. After wrapping the first around your own waist, you tossed a few to the girls... for all the good it would do them! They were made for ordinary ponies, not these titans, and you might as well have been trying to cover a whale with a napkin! The towels mostly ended up wrapped tight around wet manes, or comically draped over busts.

You took those three fillies out through the hole in the wall, planning on trotting quickly over to the house. But you weren’t gonna get there: someone was in your way.

Standing there blocking the path was none other than those Apple family folk: Babs Seed’s extended family. Applejack hardly missed an opportunity to pick on “the li’l Entrepreneur” and today was no different. The muscular amazon grinned ear to ear as she pounced you, getting your neck deep under a bicep like a melon. “Well howdy partner! Now you weren’t thinkin’ of closing up shop already, were ya? Not when me’n the little rugrat here was completely parched and all!”

“We... hrrkk... We closed twenty minutes ago...” you said, voice coming out as little more than a whisper. That gal had a death-grip and no mistake.

“Naw, that ain’t right. See, me and the little sis here been workin’ our butts off all the live-long day... And we was fixin’ for some of yer finest Babs Seed produce! Straight from the tap, a’course! You tell ‘im, Applebloom!”

“Yeah! That’s right, Mister!” Applebloom popped up behind her, eyes shining bright. She was wearing a little cotton dress for the occasion, the filly’s figure having filled out almost as much her cousin’s over the past few years. She’d make a mighty fine wife to some lucky stallion one day for sure.

Applebloom unhitched two bottles from her belt, spinning them like pistols. “Now hand over the milk, and nobody gets hurt, y’hear?” It was as intimidating as could be, given it was followed by one of the bottles slipping between her fingers.

You cast a sympathetic glance to Babs, who looked more ornery than ever. Normally she’d be delighted by a family visit, but the way she was itching right now was far from normal. “Babs, do you mind a quick stop-off?” you asked. She reluctantly nodded.

Soon, Applejack was standing by with Fluttershy and Pinkie, watching Applebloom get to the task of transferring the contents of those pumpkin-coloured (and pumpkin-sized!) breasts into her bottles. She was just about draining poor Babs dry! It stood to reason, you supposed: working Sweet Apple Acres must be thirsty work this time of year. Bloom wasn’t a stranger to Babs’s assets, and with a series of “ploik!”s she fed firm nipples into one bottleneck after another... And squeaked the few times she almost lost her bottles inside all that soft bosom!

And where were you in all of this? Right where Applejack had left you, your neck sandwiched between her forearm and bicep, fingers clawing at that sleek orange body for precious air.

Your efforts to escape died down a little when you saw a serious look on AJ’s face. “Now, I don’t suppose I be needin’ to tell you milk wasn’t the only thing we came here today for, mm?”

You couldn’t have replied if you wanted to, the squeeze was so tight. So you just stared up at her, big eyes peeking over the top of big muscles. “Now that’s my cousin you got there, ain’t it just? She’s been waitin’ for today for a very long day, and that’s no lie. You know that, right, farmer?”

“Mmm!” You tried to nod, and she smiled.

“Attaboy. I’m sure you’ll do your best. But...” Applejack leaned down until she was eye-level with you. Given the height difference, it took an age.

“I seen how big you made Pinkie and Floots, so I know this pecker ain’t exactly shootin’ blanks, but... Us Apples are a fertile lot. When it comes to gettin’ our insides spermed, we don’t mess around, y’hear? And little Babs there, she has her heart set on bein’ a mommy and bringing her own little herd of Apples into the world just like her momma.”

Applejack hooded her eyes at you, smirking like a succubus. “And if you don’t help her out with that, I reckon there’s gonna be some serious Hell to pay. If I hear word after the fact, you was blastin’ that cum cannon off anywhere but inside her coochy, well dang it all... I might just find myself personally paying you and Babs a visit. And you don’t want that, trust me.”

Her eyes gleamed. “‘Cause I ain’t quite near soft as these cows, heheheh. This country gal’s all muscle and no mistake, and I’ll work that dick of yours till it feels like it’s gonna fall off if it’s what I gotta do to get a bun in Babs’s oven. You understand, little man?”

You nodded yourself sillly, eyes a little wider and a little more concerned. 

“That’s good. All us Apples need from a man is for him to be quiet, good at understanding orders and rockin’ nuts loaded with baby-makin’ seed.”

She turned to check up on Applebloom. Her little sibling had filled three bottles so far and was chasing a fourth through the grass after a jet of Babs milk had sent it rocketing off.

Applejack glanced down at you, a coy grin beginning to spread across her face. The teasing was far from done. “Anyway, enough about that. Seems like just yesterday you had these gals all bent over buckets... Now jus’ look at this whole operation!”

She cast her eyes along the length and breadth of the barn, smiling proudly. “Eeyup. Brings a tear to the ol’ peepers to see an Apple involved in such a pivotal Ponyville venture, let me tell ya. No Flim Flams here! Just good, honest work by good, honest folk.”

She smirked. “Oh, and you, I s’pose. So that’s three good honest folk... and the fella with a pecker so dang uppity it supposedly needs nine holes all to itselfs.”

You winced under her teasing. Applejack really had a way of needling at a guy. “I hope all this success ain’t goin’ to your head, farmer. Y’all better be takin’ good care of my friends, y’hear now? I reckon iffin I hear so much as a squeak outta Pinkie...”

Pinkie chewed her lip nervously. She lasted a whole three seconds before she leaned right up beside the two of you and let out a tiny “Squeak!” followed by nasally giggle-snorting. Applejack immediately twisted her body and tightened her grip putting you in a tighter headlock that forced your nose a little more tightly into her sweaty armpit. It’d been a long, hard day on the farm today for sure!

“Or even a chirp!”

Pinkie clasped a hand to her mouth. Her eyes were watering as she struggled to keep her mouth shut, before ultimately releasing a string of cross-eyed “Chirp! Chirp!”s.

Again, Applejack put the squeeze on you! For such a muscular, brutal-bodied pony, Applejack was surprisingly soft in parts, and your entire face could easily sink to its depths in moments. So for the moment, you just dealt with simultaneous suffocation and erection. Sufforection. 

It was quite the trade-off, it was. On the one hand, having your entire head smothered between big pony breast and steamy pony armpit. On the other, your oxygen supply. You needed a bit more time to consider the pros and cons, but you definitely weren’t gonna get it.

“Orrrr... Or whatever other kinda barnyard animal noises you got these mares makin’!”

Babs, Fluttershy and Pinkie’s eyes all sparkled, the girls giving their lips guilty little nibbles. With teases of animal noises on them, the provocative thought of a cute “moo” wasn’t far away, and it set them off bad. More growth! More pleasure! More milk! Their trio of magical collars sparkled, the air around them becoming dense with the potential thaumaturgic energy. 

They wanted to moo so badly, but at this point it looked like Applejack might just take you down for the count. 

Pinkie was the first to let her titties win out over her morals, and it set off a chain reaction throughout the barn. “Moooo~oooo!”

Babs and Fluttershy were quick to follow, as if breast-growth was contagious around these parts. Soon, all three ponies were letting out a series of long, throaty moos. Applejack seemed about ready to crush you out of existence when she was suddenly startled by a squeal from Applebloom. The yellow farmgirl was now only visible as an arm sticking out of a steamy bed of maroon breast flesh.

“Heeeyeeeelp!” squealed Applebloom, as she was soundly smothered. 

“What the hay, farmer! Get yer girls under control!” said Applejack with another laugh, before diving into the fray. A few minutes of grunting, heaving and some swearing Applebloom definitely shouldn’t have been hearing later, the troublemakers were on their way, chuckling as they wandered down the path. 

Applejack had been pretty serious for a moment there. You glanced to Babs, giving the frustrated-looking pony a reassuring smile. Then, you held out your hand to her. “Come on, Babs. Let’s get you inside.”

Babs smiled back. She took your hand, following you to the house with a growling belly.

---

You crossed the threshold to your home, followed closely behind by the stunning trio. With the day's milking finally done, you had hoped for a brief moment to relax... but it seemed like your three excitable cows had other plans in mind!

A red-hot’n’horny Babs was on you first. The pony’s weight descended onto you from behind, and would have been sent stumbling, if not for those strong orange hands shooting around you. She planted her fingertips on your chest, slowly crawling them down to your belly. 

"We had our breasts pumped all day long for you. Like good cows. Now you have to... Moo-ooooo..." Her eyes were shining bright, and the hot spot between her legs was locked onto you with 100% accuracy.

Pinkie swung in from the front, stifling her giggles. "I know exactly what Babs means! Being a cow can be suuuper hard! Inbetween all the mooing and milk-making these silly collars make us do, they also make our titties tingle a whole lot! It makes us really, really, really, really, really-really..."

Each of the next few dozen cries of "really" was appended by a swing of her massive chest. Pinkie’s bra-busting hooters tossed around like she didn't remember the last time she'd done that in your living room, knocking over your favourite clock in the process.

" ...Really, really... Really-really-really-really... Really, really..."

"Really horny! Aahhaaaah! We're horny cooows!” Pinkie pawed at her own chest like a maniac, squeezing the skin around her nipples. You’d think it might have stopped her jiggling, but there was still so much soft, soft pregnant belly to wobble as she rubbed herself. It was actually so distracting you barely even noticed Babs Seed’s hands continuing to feel you up: there was a lot of stealthy pants-unzipping was going on down there!

Pinkie must have seen your eyes wandering, because she stuck her tongue out, giving you an impish smile. Her fingertip started on the same side of her wet, pink mouth her tongue was poking out of, before they both made the sultry, seductive voyage to the opposite end. “We need a bull! A big one with a big, crazy-enormous cock!"

She bent forward, supporting her chest with both hands and keeping 'em spherical when gravity made them want to plunge down to knee-level. "So uhhh... Know where we can find one? Teehee~"

Fluttershy placed her hands together, smiling at the three of you. “Let’s hurry up and eat, everyone! Pinkie, will you help me in the kitchen?”

As Fluttershy guided Pinkie to the kitchen, the pink bovine continued to drunkenly yammer on. "I was thinking we could make a biiiig, fun game-wheel with the names of all the guys we wanna drain the nuts of in town, but I was halfway through it when I realized it was a lot of effort just to write one name!" Her train of thought was being derailed more often than the Appleloosa Express during bandit season as random pussy-throbs and nipple twitches burbled to the surface of her overtaxed brain. 

Fluttershy was pushing her now, clouds of coiling smoke emerging from behind her hooves as she slid along the floor. “Wait! He has to keep up his end of the deal! You’ll pay for thiiiisssss!" howled Pinkie. Seeing Pinkie physics applied to that new, giant and almost fully nude body left you speechless.

---

In the end, you decided to skip over eating at the dinner table. With these cuddly cows around anywhere was comfy, and it was sooo much nicer curled up in front of the fireplace. With ponies resting on you from either side and Babs’s head in your lap, you were as comfy as could be.

You got settled down with your girlfriends, and looked over what Pinkie and Fluttershy had prepared. You were snacking on eggs, pumpkin, almonds... and a recurring theme was soon sticking out to you amongst all those foods.

“Who picked these foods, anyway...” you asked, running your fingers through Pinkie’s mane. She crooned, gently pushing into you, nudging you with her chest.

“Like, obviously it was Fluttershy! You know we’d be knee-deep in cake if it were up to me!” The thought of being knee-deep in cake with three big, naked cow-ponies momentarily drifted to mind, leaving you at half-mast. It took a second to refocus on the matter at hand.

“Yeah, there isn’t nearly enough pink in this spread!” she carried on, before giving you a cheeky wink. “We can make up for that later, though~”

“Well, mm, I noticed all these foods are... kinda protein-heavy...”

Fluttershy immediately flushed bright-red in the face. Her shoulders hunched up slightly and she suddenly seemed extremely invested in the fingernails steepled in her lap. Even as a big, nude cowgirl, she seemed to still have quite the sense of shame! “N-No... Don’t be silly, I just picked what was laying around and you’re jumping to conclusions, so...”

Beside her, Pinkie was already sniggering behind her hand. “Ooooh! She’s got it in for you, Mister Farmer! She’s gonna getcha back for milking her all day! Wahaha!”

Babs looked over the food, then back to the other two. “Huh?”

Pinkie picked up a stray piece of cottage cheese and waggled it playfully in Babs’s face. Then she tilted her head back, unhinged her jaw, and devoured the whole thing in one big gulp. As if the gravid mare wasn’t already packing a belly big enough to hide her thighs from view, she also showed no guilt in stuffing herself full of whatever nourishment she could get her hands on. “Yeeeeeeeeeep! Looks like Fluttershy hand-picked the food guaranteed to get those baby-making pods of his workin’ overtime!”

That was all it took for Babs Seed’s look of confusion to turn to a slowly broadening smile. “Oh. Heh. Awesome.”

“You know it, sister!” laughed Pinkie, giving her fellow cow a bop on the arm. “Way to go, Fluttershy!”

Pinkie cupped her hands together, and then steadily expanded them out. “We’re gonna force-feed those nuts of his until they’re as big and fat and round as can be!”

“And then...” She gave the other girls a wink, poking her tongue out like a little prankster. “Then we’re gonna make ‘em go on a big diet, nyeheheh.”

Fluttershy just shrank back into her seat, turning bright red. “... It’s just a simple mistake! A-Anyone could pick out the kind of foods that make stallions produce tons of yummy, gooey cum!”

Pinkie glanced sideways to Babs, then gave Fluttershy another big grin... which set the features tucked under that mane of pink to blushing an even-brighter red! Fluttershy kept right on protesting: “And it wouldn’t necessarily mean she wants to get stuffed with dick or anything! Even if she might like that...” Fluttershy was continuing to test the very outer limits of plausible deniability.

You’d never heard a more frank confession of their interests in you. This group of pervy ponies wanted to train your body to be constantly prepared for sex. And it wasn’t even for fun, either: they had breeding purposes in mind. It felt like every look towards you was tinged with thoughts of how they could get you to make more cum, how they could get you to make their bellies even bigger and get them bred even faster. 

Even innocent-looking Fluttershy had a keen interest in keeping your nuts locked and loaded with fertile cum, to the point where she’d try to slip stuff like this past you. But the truth was well out now, wasn’t it? 

As Fluttershy continued to deny these affronts on her good character, her gaze looking like it had travelled to some faraway place. Pinkie gasped as she watched her going, tossing her arms around the other pony’s slender shoulders. “Oh no! We’re losing her! Ponyville to Fluttershy! Ponyville to Fluttershy!”

Fluttershy came back down to Equestria... and immediately pressed more closely into you, looking for all the world like a filly who’d been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "I’m sorry... You must think we're all awfully greedy, sir... But we just can't help ourselves! We, um, we don't really have any other way to sate ourselves but you."

“Oooh!” squealed Pinkie. “Speaking of which!”

She leaned a bit closer, licking those greedy pink chops of hers. “I’m getting soooo excited thinking about what’s going on between his legs!”

The vivacious, slatternly pinkette gripped a fistful of pale pink breast in either hand, bunching them up on herself. Soon, both her shoulders and neck were completely obscured behind the endless vista of her milk-dispensing flesh-vats! “Is everypony else excited? ‘Cause I am!” 

Fluttershy gasped as Pinkie openly pawed herself, resisting the urge to do the same. They both moved closer, planting their little fists on your chest, looking up at you with big, hungry eyes. 

"Please, sir, you're the only one who'll do,” begged Fluttershy.

"Yeah! It's gotta be you!” echoed Pinkie.

Babs eased into you from behind, hooking one arm under your armpit and cupping a pectoral, while the other gripped your shoulder nice'n'firm. "Sorry, boss... We didn't want it to be like this, but we can't control ourselves anymore, so..."

Looks like dinner was getting called to an early close. You set your food aside, and took your ponies to bed.

> Warmup
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You’d only been alone in the bedroom for a few moments when Babs Seed turned up behind you. 

She was silhouetted against the doorframe, striking what she hoped was a seductive pose... Not that she particularly needed it with those enormously lewd curves making her seductive no matter how she stood. Her lewd body was saying, “Get me pregnant.”

What made today sooo much more perverted than usual, however, was the way that her plump, bovine curves were fully-encased in mesmerizingly black lingerie. A black lacy bra caressed and lifted her enormous milk-filled breasts, while lace panties squeezed her plush rump, delineating her curves to succulent perfection. A set of stockings with a garter belt completed the look. 

"I... I'm here..."

You rose slowly from the bed. Taking little steps, one at a time, towards your luscious pony's ample curves. It had confused your cock to no end being around such a perfect sample of womanhood all day long and him not letting it do its natural duty, and now it felt like it was making up for lost time. Your member was magma-hot and hard as steel as he approached her fertile form. 

"Babs..." you gasped, reaching out for her. 

You interlaced the fingers of one hand in hers, drawing her closer until you were hip to hip. You took her other hand, tugging her that little bit closer. Now your quivering mouths were just a few inches apart. "Haaah... This is exciting..."

She squeezed your hand, almost two years of pent-up desire and urges coming out as she mashed her breasts against you. It was a silent invitation, a request for you to breed her. "Y-yeah... it's... I've been dreaming of this..." 

Babs Seed's heart pounded in her chest. Her head was swimming with a combination of her adrenaline in the moment, and the thrill of knowing the moment she'd dreamed of was finally here... Mixed with the overwhelming arousal she still felt inside her after you'd turned her breasts into rapidly-swelling milk factories and she couldn't keep her hands to herself any more! Without another word, Babs pressed close to you, kissing her beloved.

The feeling of your hands settling on her hips was heavenly. It was too good for the cowgirl to be able to put into words! Your large, commanding hands took their sweet time spreading across her butt, first flattening the palms out all over her as if marking his territory, then taking those fingers and digging them in until she was aching! You held her tighter than you needed to, fingers disappearing into her meaty ass and hips like she might flutter out of your life in a heartbeat. You held her like you never wanted her to leave your side.

You wanted her to stay here by your side, and get as heavy and plump with your children as her body could stand. 

You rained rough kisses on Babs’s wet lips. You chewed her earlobe, hot breath making her ear tingle. "Once I've got so much as an inch in, we might as well start converting another spare room to a nursery..."

It was meant to be a playful chastisement, intended to remind her not to rush headlong into pregnancy, but it seemed to have the obvious effect on her. Babs was quivering with excitement, your words striking straight into the primitive, bovine part of her mind. 

It wasn't the first time you'd thought to lecture her like this, teasing her about how she might end up being bred by some rough bull in a field, or becoming some simple-minded milk cow... But you'd delivered those comments while milking, petting and molesting her so many times now that they just synergized even more with her own primal desires. The idea that she had been made to carry and bear foals now seemed completely ingrained into Babs's mind. 

"Yesssss~" Babs moaned out, her breaths becoming shuddering gasps as her arousal climbed even higher. "Did you know the Apple bloodline is famous for producing the strongest, biggest and most virile males?" 

She bit her lip, before continuing. "Well... Apple family gals are famous for being the most curvy, the most lusty and the most fertile. There's never been a recorded case of an Apple gal not conceiving on the first try..." She pressed to you even closer, the pressure causing her milk to start to leak out against the black fabric of her lingerie. "And m-multiples are very... very common..."

It was your turn to shudder! A heated little gasp of arousal escaped your lips! Who had taught this angelic little pony to be such a fertility-teasing little seductress? She seemed to be enjoying all too much tempting you with how she'd get so very big and round with a wombful of children! The thought of beautiful little Babs Seed barely visible behind her spellbinding belly had you just about hypnotised with lust. Your long, hungry cock was twitching in the space between your bodies.

"Haah.... It sounds like I've been squandering what was right in front of me, then...”

Babs suddenly squirmed out of your grip and turned away from you. You were left clutching at thin air, lost and confused, with such a helpless look on your face she couldn't help but feel sympathy for you and that big, male cock. So she did what any good gal should have for her boy... She backed that thick rear into your crotch, inviting you to get back to grips with her. She swayed her rear from side to side against your crotch, as if to try and coax you on. "Don't look at me like that~ Mmm, such a powerful stallion as yourself shouldn't have any trouble having his way with me..."

You closed your hands around the pony babe's midsection from behind, foregoing gripping her expansive lower body to hook all the way around her waist. You tugged firmly at her middle, and your fingers reddened long lines of flesh where you clawed aggressively at her wonderfully-rounded chub. You brought your weight down on her from behind, chuckling in the pony's ear as your forefinger looped a circle around her exposed belly-button.

The look in Babs's eyes warmed considerably at that. You began scrabbling your hands up her bare belly, reaching to cup her breasts. You kissed her again, lips just grazing hers at first... and then suctioning tightly to her mouth. Her tongue pushed between your lips and slid itself against yours. 

You moaned, into her mouth, melted into the kiss, and grew more forceful with touching her huge breasts. "Mm. Mmmn... Babs, it's time."

Babs stopped her hips from swaying long enough to wedge your sizable shaft in the valley between her pillowy ass cheeks, and then began slowly grinding up and down. "Lucky for you I'm more than happy to... Ahh... I can't wait... I'm in heat," she whimpered in response. Babs let all tension in her body slip away as the bedroom's mood rapidly changed. The cowgirl could hardly believe her fortune as she found herself wrapped from behind in your embrace.

Now that the two of you were together, things were just beginning. You wasted no time in allowing your hands to chart the unexplored facets of the redhead's full bovine figure, a gesture she wholeheartedly supported. Babs was well aware she lost in sheer size compared to her fellow cows, and she'd make up for it in any way she could. She guided your hands around her body, coaxing you to explore her jiggly belly, her full breasts and thunder thighs... Every inch of her!

Babs's tugging on your wrists and her needy grunts soon became more intense: she could feel the tenting protrusion of your member jabbing at her full and cushioned rear, serving as a potent reminder to her ultimate goal... to bear Ponyville's next generation of foals. Perhaps in doing so, she could lessen the gap the adults had on her. Looking at Applejack, Babs knew her body had buried potential, it just needed to be 'unlocked'... and as it just so happened, Babs had the 'key' securely nestled in the warm cleavage of her jiggly rump.

You hooked a finger in her lingerie bottoms, insistently tugging them down her thighs. "Mm, I've been the farmer for as long as I can remember, but today..."

You groaned as her pussy was bared, the garments down around her knees where they belonged. A moment later there was a sticky, naughty slurch as your fingers entered her. Your fingers inside of her body felt heavenly. They were so much thicker than her own, rougher too. "I'll be the bull, and you'll keep right on being the empty-headed little dairy cow, alright?"

Babs looked up at you, her eyes wide. She was hanging on every word, mouth open, her little red tongue lolling. Her breath misted in the space before her mouth. "Today's the day I get pinned down by a bull and cum in until I'm pregnant."

"I won't put my semen anywhere else tonight..." you said. "I'm going to take this womb away from you... And make it mine, you primal-minded breeding cow." 

Rather than a moan, Babs let out a moo. She couldn't even begin to handle talk like that, explicit words leaving her panting. "Every... Every last drop?"

"Mm! We'll pack creamy seed away inside your womb. We'll ensure impregnation."

The redheaded pony momentarily flushed with embarrassment... Right up until a realization dawned on her. She didn't need to hide what she'd become any longer, or act at all coy about it. In this secluded, private spot, Babs Seed was your breeding cow and her purpose was going to be fulfilled. She could be as perverted as she liked! "Did you know I've been dreaming about you breeding me? When you woke me up this morning I was imagining what it would be like to be your big, pregnant cow. I came earlier when you were milking me... I couldn't help but get off when you touched me." She reached down to caress that massive maleness that she had fantasized about.

"It's... so big..." she gushed, her voice coming out in cute panting breaths. "Why don't we start... by getting this where it's needed?"

---

While you were positioning yourself behind the desperate mare, Fluttershy had returned from freshening up. She wandered past the two of you towards the comfy bed. It was empty at the moment, making it prime real estate for her buttocks... even if it would soon be filled up by sweaty, panting, gyrating bodies that really made the bedsprings creak! It made her blush so prettily just to think about how debauched this room would become over the course of the night. 

Reaching the softly cushioned bed, Fluttershy carefully eased herself backward. She kept her immense breasts supported with her arms and thighs as she settled her thick behind down on the mattress. It was the perfect spot for her to coyly watch you go to work on Babs out of the corner of her eye. And she did like to watch new fillies enter the fold... what was cuter than an innocent, fresh-faced pony getting her fertile pussy dicked and becoming pregnant? Fluttershy knew all too well about the circle of life... animals mating, animals breeding, animals loving each other... She was happier than ever to feel life growing within her belly, and it was a pleasure she wanted all other ponies to experience.

And that's what you were here for, after all! Everyone wanted to see you treat her like a complete slut and stroke out the cum churning in your massive balls with her fresh, young pussy!

Fluttershy touched a fingertip to her mouth as she watched like a hawk... The way you'd slapped Babs' rear and held her close was taking her back to her own impregnation. So many pleasant memories came to mind as she remembered her own sticky-pussied womb party! The pony's mind could only be wandering to how lovely it would be when she got her next time, how you'd force your musculature against her plush form, invaded her body and given her womb a special kiss that woke her up. Like a prince from a fairy tale!

Her hands cupped her face at the very thought! The thought of being a breeding toy for a rugged, powerful man like you was something that set her insides ablaze. You’d efficiently turned Fluttershy into a walking wet dream, with just a single smooth slide.

Still lost in her lewd thoughts, Fluttershy didn’t even notice when Pinkie bounded her way into the room, happily humming herself a tune. The humming quickly ceased the moment she glanced over at Babs’ curvy figure being so shamelessly groped and caressed by such strong hands. She stopped on a dime just in front of the bed and couldn’t help but stare at you. Both cows were now watching you go to work on Babs. 

Even if Fluttershy wouldn't have admitted it, they were both anxiously waiting for their own little private porno to start, eagerly waiting to see a pony transformed by magic into a breeding vessel... the overflowing love-vat that would give form to Ponyville's next generation. They wanted to see her body undergo the same process they'd already undergone, so they could all ease their foals, foals made with your cock alone, out into a warm and loving world.

Without taking her eyes off of you and Babs, Pinkie Pie put both palms on her thighs and moved her bottom up and over the bed. Unlike the more careful Flutters, the pudgy, pink pony left the supporting of her own ridiculous milk jugs to her belly alone. She tumbled backwards onto the bed. 

Pinkie's plush rear sank into the sheets with a loud creak. Her entire curvy figure jiggled on impact, wobbling fleshy curves half-disappearing into the sheets. She continued to rise up and down from the force of the drop, immense body to wobbling freely, letting her erect nipples slap against and one another in a jiggly fit of heaving breast meat. It made Pinkie giddy thinking about the bed straining underneath her to hold her weight, your body on top of her, pushing her down... down... down... cock and hips forcefully fucking her into the mattress. She'd be right where a pony girl should be, under her stallion! 

The pink pony imagined her legs spread apart, hot cum gushing into her pussy in thick spurts, running down her ass and making her thighs sticky with jizz! Oooh~! Slutty pervert Pinkie was bouncing on the bed just thinking about getting fucked!

Pinkie had intended to wait for her turn with your big pole bullying her insides, but in the end, she couldn't even do that! The tension was just too much for her, and watching you and Babs going at it, muscular hands seizing feminine flesh, she couldn't take it anymore! But thankfully, there was a sleaze queen just as pervy as her on the bed right next to her, just as squirmy and giddy... Fluttershy wouldn't dare allow herself to show the need on her face, but all the telltale signs of heat were there. Her cuddly thighs were grinding together, her face was flushed and her breath was coming out as hot as the whiffs of heat from her slutty pony-pussy. The pregnant cow-mare was in full fuck-me mode, dying to get off with a dick hilted in her pussy!

Pinkie was just taking advantage of an opportunity presented to her, really! The cutie with the big head of cotton candy hair pounced on Fluttershy, throwing herself on top of her and hungrily licking her greedy chops. Every movement of that big pink body was screaming, "Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!" just like a Pinkie Pie should.

Of course, Pinkie knew Fluttershy wasn't a man like she really hungered for, but that equally horny perv-pony had hands that could hold her and a mouth that could kiss her... spending the moment with her cute, timid friend would certainly help Pinkie cope with all the tension oozing out from between her thick thighs!

She pressed their big bodies together bust to bust, hip to hip, and belly to belly. Their impossible amounts of tit and tummy pancaked together in a lewd, sweaty hug. Pinkie leaned in, and brought her dripping pink tongue up to Fluttershy’s maw. She kissed her fellow preggo gal like it was no big deal at all. Just two big, big ladies with breasts pressed out over both sides of the mattress, tongues happily lashing together. They mewled like kittens, and shared super-hot, steamy breaths that came out in pants. Watching your mating dance with Babs had those confused honeys rutting like animals on your bed, humping and grinding their sensitive navels together between their soft, heavy tummies and leaking breast milk onto the pillows and comforter. 

Fluttershy cried out in shock, but she certainly didn't squirm away... Delirious with pleasure, body still steaming with sapphic lust, Fluttershy couldn't resist Pinkie Pie's beautiful lips: she kissed her right back, just as horny and just as steamy and unfulfilled between her legs! You almost felt bad keeping them waiting while you spread Babs’ legs, but surely they could hang on just a little longer! Even after a whole day of playing at being curvy cows, both mares felt neglected and needy for more... so eager to be touched by a stallion they’d even find comfort in each other's arms. They rubbed their tension out with another girl like anything would have done for them at that moment.

As Pinkie dove in to steal a tender moment, she felt so much softer than Fluttershy could have imagined. The shock of the smooch had began to fade between those hot wet lips, and their mouths were now embracing in forbidden passion. Pinkie drove her curves against Fluttershy, holding her firmly in place on the creaking bed. 

With teasing touches, those pink fingers sought Fluttershy’s body. Pinkie's greedy hands coiled in Fluttershy's mane. She inhaled the sweetness of the pony's lavender scent, letting it fill her senses. Her breath was hot over her bestest buddy as they broke the kiss, a long trail of saliva wending its way between their lower lips. 

“Hehehe... You know, you seem like you wouldn’t much about this sort of stuff... But you're, like, suuuper good at kissing, Fluttershy!" giggled Pinkie. 

Pinkie Pie's words turned Fluttershy's face red as a tomato. Despite the insinuation, sweet Fluttershy looked more compassionate than scandalized. "Thankyou! I mean - Umm! I know how from him, and..." Fidgeting as she was with her fingertips together, Fluttershy seemed more mild than ever compared to that flirty prankster on top of her. 

"I'm just... always happy to help~" Fluttershy blushed, turning her head to the side, and let her hands do the talking for her. She reached closer, extending her hands as wide as she could to rest on her friend's amazing hips.

"Pinkie... Umm... Mmm..." Fluttershy huffed. Pinkie couldn't help but notice the tension running up and down her friend's body: the anticipation was winding her muscles tight, leaving her heated and breathing deeply.

Fluttershy gulped as Pinkie laid back and splayed her legs out, inviting her closer. She eased into the narrow space between Pinkie’s plush thighs, sliding between her legs in a manner suggestive of the stallion on both mare’s emptied-out minds.

For such a shy babe, Fluttershy was making up for lost time studying big, fat cow-udders! She was curious as could be about Pinkie’s titties! Canary-yellow hands as dainty as could be clasped Pinkie's breasts tightly, holding those squishy mounds and lifting them together... and Fluttershy’s eyes were wide with child-like wonder for every moment she explored. 

The curvy pony reached delicately behind Pinkie, holding her best friend tightly. She drew their hefty breasts even closer together, holding her pony chum in a tight embrace. There was far too much breast flesh to keep between them; their fat nipples lewdly peeked out on either side of their bodies, pressed together in a milky kiss and jutting out as far as the bed would allow. Fluttershy's fingers crawled up the defined muscles of Pinkie's back, muscles grown pronounced from hefting giga-tits day-in and day-out, and she held on tightly. "Nnn..."

Fluttershy only held Pinkie like that for a moment before she leaned back. Her breath, previously having been released in shuddering gasps on the pink one's throat, now huffed out onto Pinkie's face, leaving the bubble-headed Earth Pony smiling and giggling. But that coy smile only stayed on Pinkie's face for a moment: she went "Ooh!" in a cute little voice when she felt Fluttershy's hand slowly wandering down over her bubbly booty and towards the gap between Pinkie's thighs, where that cock-gobbling pussy was waiting, wincing and unsatisfied. The giggly prankster watched every moment of those Flutter-fingers as they want: she could have so easily clamped her thighs together... but that was far from the Pinkie-est thing to do! Instead, she shot them apart, continuing her playful giggle-snorting as she watched her timid lover search out her cock-liking zone. "Uhuh... Uhuh... Come on, come on... Get in there, Fluttershy!”

Pinkie's legs, with muscles that could crush melons, spread open to let Fluttershy's meandering fingers inside, fingers deftly pushing against Pinkie's pussy in a way that made her friend giggle and guffaw. Fluttershy's fingers began to play, softly stimulating Pinkie Pie as she leaned up to kiss her pony pal again, renewed passion shimmering in her eyes.

Pinkie’s lewd words making Fluttershy’s head spin! That voice echoed in her mind, making her see stars. “Get dat pussy! Get ‘em!"

Fluttershy dove between Pinkie's thighs. Her tongue danced in and out of Pinkie's sweltering sex with a skill totally unbecoming her supposed shyness. Mindful never to disturb the maidenhead, her tongue dipped between the outermost lips, circled the precious pearl at the top, and made its way back down. She kept Pinkie Pie's hips up, cradling her queen-size ass all the way through... Loyal Fluttershy wouldn't let her buddy's butt drop an inch, no matter how long that cheeky chubby gal needed her service.

> Babs's Breeding 1
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

Babs squirmed in your hands. After countless hours of fruitless teasing, made only more tense from watching your encounters with Fluttershy and Pinkie, she seemed at her limit. You were the same, finding it impossible to concentrate right now on anything other than helping yourself to her splendid curves and fertile body.
 
"I'd better get started, then..." you whispered in her ear, teasing out more moos from the freckled beauty. Your fingers danced across her body, tracing little hearts in her flesh and petting her unfortunately-flat tum. "Thinking about this perfectly-flat, washboard belly of yours ballooning up with the burden of motherhood is almost too much."
 
You felt giddy, imagining a Babs Seed gravid and resplendent with child. It would only compliment her figure, making the tomboy more alluring than she already was, so why keep her waiting another second? You wanted nothing more than to see her heavily pregnant with your youths! It was the main thought occupying your mind as you guided her to the small - compared to these cows! - bedroom's wall.
 
Thud! Thud! Babs planted her hands on the plaster. She looked back at you, tongue out, hips swaying enticingly from side-to-side. She had a hypno cow-butt for sure, one that inexorably drew you in towards her! You reached out towards a body literally made for breeding, taking her firm butt in both your hands. It should be criminal for a pony to be this lewd.
 
You lined your member up with Babs's sexy pink folds and, in one swift motion, spread her open and began to plunge deep into her. Babs's meagre resistance against your member started out light, as fleshy pricktip and her smouldering lower lips exchanged silky lover's kisses, smooches that bound her to you and you to her. But as you went deeper, she became stickier and hotter, until just squirming your cock another inch inside her strong, muscular pussy became a struggle. If Babs had felt any pain from the penetration, she didn't show it: the resulting pleasure from having her lover filling her easily smothered any discomfort.
 
You froze, intimately aware of how your manhood was deep inside Babs. Your spine tingled for every second her insides pulsed around you. Her hard abs and strong body tightened around your member, belly rippling along you in a way Fluttershy and Pinkie had never treated you to. Your amazon pony lover took care of you, inviting your healthy semen to flow into her. Your heart bubbled over with love for this perfect pony.
 
You reached out towards her, fingers tangling in Babs's mane. With her transition into a fully-fleshed cow mare, any split-ends or tangles in her long hairs had long since sifted out, and it now felt like dipping your fingers through still water. You clasped a handful and turned her head back to you, giving the pony's lips a deep, passionate kiss as you sheathed yourself deep inside her vulnerable pussy. "Nnnh... By Celestia, this body... You've made me very happy, Babs."
 
"Aah! And you know exactly what you have to do to make me happy back, right? Oohnnn... Oh, yes, that's good~"
 
"I was so worried Applejack would put you off your stride, heheheh... It's like she's forgotten how fertile the Apple line is... Every day is a dangerous day for us country girls," she teased back, bringing her voice down to a low whisper. 

But as much as Babs would have liked to keep quiet, she was completely unable to as long as that hard cock was stiffly touching off inside of her, pressuring her sensitive spots, leaving her overflowing with happiness. Soon, Babs's lusty moans were spilling out past her full lips, each one coaxing you to drive deeper, fuck harder. 

The redhead marveled at how fast you worked when you had a clear goal in mind. Your will united with those of the egg-hungry sperm inside your seed pods, aching to be let out into her body! Under your courteous exterior there lay a horny animal... as Babs discovered by way of your forceful thrusting, a pounding rhythm that left her dazed and clinging to the wall just to stay standing. You were every bit the man she expected.

"I think it would only take a few drops from you, actually~" she laughed. "Then you could really see what you can do to this trim middle of mine... I reckon the whole family’d love to see me swelling with your kids...”

Babs touched a fingertip to her chin. “Never mind what you’ll be getting out of my maternity... You'll have all new hips’n’tits to play with, won’t you?”
 
Babs had absolutely no intention of allowing you out of her body before her womb got a heady helping of your virile seed. She was more than prepared to clamp down upon you once she began to feel the telltale throbbing of an impending climax from you. She knew that time was of the essence, for Pinkie and Fluttershy's play could end at any moment, and once those two high-level semen-thieves were on the prowl, she might not get a second shot for the rest of the day! She needed to get you to climax... and soon! To that end, Babs directed her tongue to tussle with yours once more, and guided your hands to her ample mounds to squeeze and knead at your leisure. She had you in big-breast Heaven, and intended to keep you there till she had been made a woman, and a mother.

"My chest might become as large as Pinkie's... or even larger... from - ah! - fillin’ with milk. Wouldn't that - mmh! - be so awful?"

Looking down on the incredible sight before you, you felt lucky to be alive. You'd had a lovely day's business out at the barn: tangling with Rarity, Applejack and even the Spa Twins... but better than all that, now you were here, balls-deep inside of a bent-over Babs Seed. The pony gal normally too shy to even kiss you in public now howled lustily for your cock.
 
Stallion and mare soon had a nice little rhythm going, each thrust you made into her hips driving her butt up slightly, getting her a little bit more on tippy-toes. You kept a firm grip on Babs's hourglass waist as you kissed her, giving her tummy a few little scratches. Of course, that exquisitely-flat belly was always on your mind! It taunted you, begging to be filled up.
 
You leaned all the way over the curvy cow, eyes closed and focusing solely on her womanly scent. Whenever your teeth grazed her soft nape, Babs shook from head to toe. 
 
Your thrusting became more aggressive. Babs felt it too, her heavy breathing turning to laboured whines... Soon, the heavy-breasted cow turned her body back towards you, and her hands came crawling. Her fingers clutched the back of your head, holding on for dear life, and she kissed you over and over.
 
"I... Love... You..." she huffed, whenever those big plump lips of hers weren't sucking on your tongue.
 
"Babs..." you huffed in the curvy cow's ear. Let's get you to the bed, Babs,"
 
Babs's eyes sparkled, and her face glowed with guileless good cheer. There was nowhere she'd rather be than right here with you. "Ah! Okay~ ♥"
 
You kissed your lover one final time, then plucked her up in those big, strong arms of yours. You threw her down on the bed beside Fluttershy and Pinkie, and they paused in their lovemaking long enough to watch you climbing on top of her.
 
"Ooh, he's really in a mood..." giggled Pinkie, drumming her fingers on the back of the head bobbing between her legs. "If only you could see, heehee~!"
 
Fluttershy gasped, moving to lift her head for a peek... only for Pinkie to keep right on holding her down. "Eek! No fair!"
 
"Wowie zowie, Fluttershy! He's going for missionary, too~"
 
Fluttershy's long ears wiggled at that! Loving, womb-deep missionary on someone other than her? She finally got her head up enough to peek over the top of Pinkie's thick, long legs. 

Fluttershy watched you getting deep between Babs's legs. The redhead's thighs came up to wrap around you... and Floots felt a sympathetic twinge deep in her womb. "A-Ahh... She's so lucky."
 
Around the barnyard livestock you kept for girlfriends, the position was naturally a favourite. Perfect for promoting fertility, and giving the female plenty of control over the thrusting. It represented a sincere display of love between husband and wives-to-be, and greatly favoured by countless pony couples.
 
The one who seemed to approve the most heartily of your position choice was Babs. Laying on the bed under you like this, she could raise her sultry lower body and all the better pump all your seed straight towards where it was needed most. And while she doubted it would come to it, Babs was more than prepared to shackle her long, smooth legs around your butt and use her ankles to drive you deeper, ensuring insemination.
 
You were fully settled on top of Babs now. Another one of those steamy, lip-locked kisses was the catalyst it took to reseal cock and pussy, rebuilding the channel that ran from overburdened testes to her defenseless egg, eager to play with cum... but most of all, to have both your bodies moving together in time again.
 
"Babs... I'll be gentle..." Despite those words, your thrusting only got faster, needier and much more insistent! Where the other girl’s delicate nethers were like making love to a cloud, Babs’s canal was closer to pounding iron into shape. Her female heat, and heavy gushes of both your lubricating juices, made it possible.

Babs could barely handle the stimulation, her strong back muscles tensing visibly under her skin; she couldn't begin to stop herself trembling and writhing with every thrust. The look on her face constantly changed, her expression torn between smiling in bovine pleasure, or the a familiar expression of open-mouth shock.
 
Laying atop beautiful Babs, you began thrusting deeper towards her core. Your hips shot downwards on each thrust, hilting her, ravaging her.
 
At the same time, you found her soft, full lips and began to kiss her again. As if violating her inner womanhood wasn't enough for her, you gave her a horny oral tonguefuck at the same time. What started as a mostly chaste french-kiss between lovers soon spiraled out of control, progressing into you forcing your fat tongue down her throat.
 
You trailed downwards from there, going from salivating into her mouth to wrapping your mouth around her amber breast-flesh. Your tongue lolled out around the nubs, curling gently around one, then the other... and soon you were suckling at the brown caps of her erect nipples. Just one was enough to fill your mouth, with plenty more titty spilling out the sides demanding your attention! You gripped her melons, sliding your thumbs firmly over the flesh, touching her until those big tits were trembling under your touch. "Just thinking about these becoming even larger than Pinkie Pie's chest, sloshing with even richer milk... It's just... It's too much!"
 
You and Pinkie exchanged a glance across the bed... Her with her hands on the back of Fluttershy's head, keeping her chum lapping and sucking away. You with your prick deep inside a horny Babs, making her writhe cutely! She gave you a knowing grin, sharing the thrill of fellow perverts who'd corralled total cuties into being their sex-slaves, and followed it up with a cheeky wink. She wanted to see you nutting in Babs, easing out a torrent of thick semen, just as much as you did!
 
As she cast her eyes over the sex-soaked vista, tasted the smut on the air, Pinkie Pie began moving her hips faster, wringing out even more tension on Fluttershy's face. She was going to get off spectacularly, and she obviously wanted you to do the same!
 
Pinkie Pie squirmed and gasped against Fluttershy. She rubbed her pervy pussy against the other pony's face, revelling in the sensational feeling of a dear lover lapping at her most sensitive, private area. It didn't take her long at all to have those thick, pampered thighs of hers locked almost as tight around Fluttershy's head as Babs's were around your hips! Her soft moans and gasps were slowly turning to pleasant crooning as Pinkie Pie allowed herself to sink deeper into carnal depravity.
 
You tried to slow down your thrusting a little bit, draw the action out a little bit longer. You wanted to pull out, free your member from those molten insides, and let it cool down a little bit. That was the main thought on your mind as Pinkie was spectacularly set off beside you. And what a full-body, thrashing peak that turned out to be.
 
Pinkie's orgasm was just as big and cartoony as ever, her super-long legs stretching out, her hooves going all trembly in the air... and that giant, fluffy pink mane being tossed about as she whipped her head this way and that. Pinkie's comically large tongue flopped in the air as she rode out her orgasm, inviting you to be just as happy and cum just as hard as she had. Watching that, who wouldn't want to cum right then and there? And why shouldn't you at this point? Everyone was here to fuck and cum a whole lot!

You looked back down to Babs with that thought in mind. She held tightly to you. She was fixated on taking you deep, getting knocked up, getting pregnant and having lots of healthy kids. That was what her brain was focused on as it was assaulted by shock after shock of joyous sensation.

“Fill me up. Make a baby in me.” You’d never heard Babs sounding so breathless, her voice so hoarse.

You cried out in her ear, not able to last another moment inside of the fabulously curvy cowgirl's plush, hot little pussy! You pinned her hips to the bed and let your hot, horny wails intertwine as you gave her what you both knew she needed.

You couldn't hold back from jetting out your cum a moment longer, not while the thought of Babs's slender body transformed into that of a broodmare was in the forefront of your mind. You cried out as you felt the semen rising within you, and were unable to abate it a moment longer.

"Oh-oh Celestia~ I'm... I'm going to~" Babs’s orgasm was rapidly building, her body quivering as she prepared to be seeded.

A kiss from Babs, and her horny nethers, sealed your fate. Your load fired off deep into her vulnerable, egg-filled womb. You came, all your pent-up seed jizz splashing inside of her, the yummy pearlescent slime clinging and heavy wherever it fell. 

A tidal wave of sperm entered Babs’s womb, washing over her eggs. While most of the frothing, messy kersplash of male genetic material washed luridly around her womb, coating the inner walls from top to bottom white, each of her vulnerable little eggs got to feel a dozen or more hot sperm wriggling against their shells. While on the outside, you were frantically and hungrily kissing this gorgeous girl on the lips, those horny sperm continued to exercise their need to join with her by kissing her eggshells just as fiercely. They wanted to break inside.

You cried out, arching your back as you came unprotected inside of a cute pony. "Every day... Hfff... I'll cum inside your pussy every day, until your belly starts to show! I swear I'll make you pregnant, you lactating, breedy cowgirl! Made-for-motherhood breeding machine! Hhfffff!"

You collapsed on top of her, panting heavily, already wanting to go again inside her.

Babs cried out as her orgasm hit, the building wave finally crashing down and sweeping away every sensation but pleasure, and the tightness in her pussy. She mooed lustily, gripping the sheets before muffling her moans in a tide of desperate lusty kisses. 

She felt a tight fullness in her womb that seemed to build as your orgasm continued. The sensation of hot seed gushing into her belly wasn’t fading nearly as fast as she'd imagined as you pumped much more cum into her than she’d expected. Babs’s tummy swelled outwards a little, forming a slight curve out under her breasts. Once it was all over she lay there panting, orgasm slowly trailing off... but all she could think to say was to whisper out the word, "M-more~"

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The girls were left utterly speechless as the heat and scent of your release filled the air. This was your cum, and it had all their cores on fire. Everyone's minds were floods of obscenity and lust, the gathered ponies only able to think of eggs being swarmed, tits leaking and more bellies swelling out with child.
 
Fluttershy's fingers unconsciously moved to her crotch as she stared down at the sticky white stuff. She was breathing heavily, as close to obscenity as ever! To think they'd made Babs wait so long for a wombful of this stuff, she felt regretful. But you had to say, Babs looked quite happy now. 

"B-breed her! Make us all pregnant!" was all Fluttershy managed to stammer out, her normal temperance diminished in the face of such a fat cock, and so much masculinity. The cute pony stared open-mouthed at your coupling, and continued to dibble her silken pink folds.
 
And then Fluttershy was on you! Still high from the fumes of sex, she of a pony removed her face from between Pinkie's legs and moved towards yours. She was already eyeing off that leaky fat prick, salivating hungry at the sight of it. She sought her next thrill between yours. 

Glomph! She sandwiched your dick up against her face in a heartbeat, tongue unfurling to roll messily up and down the shaft, and then going down further to lavish your nuts with affection. She didn’t say much after that - not with her face buried in your nethers. 

Fluttershy knelt in worship, tonguing warm and pulsing nuts. She completely degenerated into a ball-worshiping harlot, spurred on by tasting Babs's ecstasy all over them. 

She cradled your freshly wrung-out sack on one palm, smothering both cum-filled nuts with sucking kisses and licks. "Mffh, mmh!"

Fluttershy didn’t need to say anything to get her message loud and clear to the other ponies. Sucking your balls... Ass raised high in the air, fingers tucked between her thighs to unceremoniously finger her dripping femininity until it gushed... It sent a message loud and clear to Babs and Pinkie. The thin pretense of taking turns on your cock was gone. 

This wasn't an idle night of cute girls playfully pleasuring their master. It was an out-of-control fuckfest between a glorious breeding stud and a team of desperately-horny animals... Exposed to a bull, the cows responded appropriately. They crowded on you, crossed-eyes flooded with needy arousal. They whined for penetration.
 
You could hardly able to believe the sight. 
 
You marshalled your remaining composure and glanced to Babs. Both of you had intended for tonight to be a special night just for the two of you... but it seemed like Pinkie and Fluttershy wanted something else. They locked you into unloading into three beautiful, busty cows. 

Well, there was nothing to be done but to take them on, was there?

Realizing the task that lay before you, your wilting member rose back up to its full-strength. How could it possibly stay down when Pinkie Pie was leaning into your side, Babs was trembling from her post-sex afterglow and Fluttershy was huffing filthy breeding words directly into your cock? You salivated over their curves. 

You felt more hot than ever before, dying to press your broad chest against them, frolic naked with these flawless beauties. You wanted to tease and kiss them, playfully roll around the bed with them... and then pin their wriggling hips under your own and pound them full of cum over and over. As laughter turned to moaning, these cute ponies would turn into even bigger broodmares.
 
You ground your shaft lewdly against the side of Fluttershy's face as you reached for Pinkie Pie. You entered into a tight embrace with her, your firm chest sandwiched against the womanly curves of her overdeveloped, youthful frame.
 
"Pinkie..." you whispered in her ear, closing an arm around her middle.
 
Pinkie went scarlet with delight as you held her close. Her whole body lit up with the sensation of your body pressed against her’s. What an absolute hunk of a stallion you were! You were everything she'd ever dreamed of; all her fantasies come true.
 
Your coupling began in the best way she could have possibly hoped for: crushed against you, encircled by your arms... While another pony suckled at your plump nuts, and a freshly-fucked third lazed around your feet. Here in this bedroom, you and all the ponies around you could be as free and uninhibited as you wished.
 
There was nothing left to do now but make love to her! You drew Pinkie Pie in for a ravishing kiss, the big hand around the small of her back drawing her in until you were both completely sandwiched together. You closed your eyes and leaned fully into her body, wishing for nothing more than to drive the fertility goddess girl wild with a single, drawn-out and horny french kiss.
 
The kiss was more than enough to make Pinkie's eyes cross. The sensation of your lips upon hers, your mouth ravishing her... it was every part a delight! She really tried the best she could to lash her own tongue against yours, but in the end it was just so much squirmy tongue-lashing, the feeble attempts of a girl drunk out of her mind on pleasure. It seemed like all the pink pervert could do was moan, shudder and cling to you as you held yourself to her, grinding herself against your imposing, masculine form.
 
Pinkie angled her curvy hips this way and that, hitched up her thick thighs around your body, and huffed and blushed like quite the horny pony as you climbed on top of her. She could feel Fluttershy's breath down between her thighs, but it was just a drop in the ocean compared to the sensation she was getting from you. She wanted dick! Dick-dick-dick-dick-dick! And she was gonna get it now, and worry about tending to Fluttershy later!
 
Babs hadn't moved for some time, still wrapped in the haze of her post-orgasmic bliss. But since then she'd spied her fellow ponies flocking towards you, meeting you in an embrace of unparalleled debauchery.
 
A surge of energy coursed through her at the sight, and Babs put that passion and energy to good use, latching onto you from behind. She was back in action. "Don't forget about me, just because these other girls are here. I need a lot more than what you gave me..."
 
She might have even gotten to sliding her hands over your chest, too, if not for Fluttershy intervening! In a very characteristic move for the shy pony, even in an orgy, she was only thinking of others... and not just her hulking male master, even. She took care of her fellow harem pets, surprisingly well. 

(Fluttershy certainly never thought herself that sort of pony... although she certainly enjoyed the occasional hug or kiss on the cheek from her friends a little too much.)
 
Now she was down on her knees before three bodies rocking together on the bed, a super-horny master and his two curvy cow-girlfriends! Even with your wonderful shaft right there before her, Fluttershy obediently craved to sample more of those flawlessly-tended flowers. Her head remained diligently down between the pair of pussies encircling your viciously throbbing rod, tending to everyone and anyone with her lips and tongue.
 
Babs was first! It was a flavour she'd only sampled occasionally, and Fluttershy certainly found a particular appeal in those already-fucked lips. To say nothing of the seed drooling from the young pony's depths! Fluttershy dutifully cradled her friend's firm rump, her tongue driving in deep and wild.
 
Fluttershy's tongue danced and spun around Babs's pearl, winding her sex up like a clock spring. Then she moved to Pinkie Pie's womanhood, mingling their flavors on her tongue. She teasing Pinkie's lower lips apart with her fingers to tantalise that big, dangling cock hanging over them. She made a glistening mess of her cheeks and both girls’ thighs. But when her pussy-licking was at an end, it all came back to you. While the gorgeous pair of ponies played with your upper half, Fluttershy astonished even herself with how much of your girth she was able to cram down her throat.
 
Inch by inch she sucked and swallowed your engorged member clean. She'd turn her throat into a wet shrine to you, until her neck was bulging around it, eyes fluttering back into her head. Fluttershy's silky lips finally met your hilt, mouth stretched tight around you. She held herself there until the need to breathe overtook the delirium-inducing fullness.
 
So many beautiful girls... and with you deservedly at the centre of them! You'd done your duty forming the Ponyville Milk Barn with these fully-bloomed flowers of womanhood, and now you'd do it again by creating Ponyville's next generation of bubbly, big-breasted milk cows.
 
How wonderful. You were so happy to serve. You would be even happier bringing countless cascading torrents of fast-swimming cow-egg-finding seed crashing down on their defenseless wombs for years to come.
 
You turned away from kissing Pinkie Pie, your tongue finding its way back into Babs's mouth. You touched lips with her, worming your tongue all the way inside, and groaned deeply into her mouth. To say the kiss was passionate was an immense understatement, the lips of both filly and stallion left glistening from all the saliva being swapped in brief, ardent moments. Each kiss's sensations were heightened by the constant stimulation on your member by Fluttershy, keeping you sizzling-hot and wanting to pound pussy even mooo~ooore. You needed to keep touching these cute girls or you'd go crazy!
 
"Fluttershy, come join us..." you moaned, inviting her to release your member from her mouth. With one arm around Babs and the other around Pinkie Pie, there was a convenient space in-between those heavy racks for her to join the perverted little ring...
 
Pinkie was quick to voice her agreement. "Yes, Fluttershy. It would be sooo rude to exclude you, heheheh~" But her teasing came out in pants, her breath stolen by all those kisses with their big-cocked hero, the subject of their mutual affection.
 
As soon as the words were spoken, you returned to those wet mouths, kissing Babs and Pinkie Pie with growing hunger. With Pinkie's plump lower body filling one hand and Babs's the other, you could manhandle the girls as you saw fit. You pulled their flawless chest-flesh towards yourself, smooshing those four big bosoms against your muscles and all over your front. There was so much to take in, so much to look forward to! You encircled your grips around more of their waists as you held them tighter, before extending your tongue between them, inviting them to join you in a mind-blowing three-way kiss of purest love.
 
Fluttershy knew better than to tempt fate, so she followed your order... and pulled her mouth off your giant cock with great reluctance. With a "glk" and a "gurgle", she peeled herself off your cock... and revealed your sopping wet shaft, primed and ready to plunder whatever eager pussy you desired. She carelessly slid it down along the side of her body, leaving a damp trail all the way down. She focused on blinking the stars from her eyes... and gave her jaw a moment to rest.
 
After that, however, she was oh-so-quick to crowd in between the other two ponies on you! Babs and Pinkie alone would have been more than enough to have you seeing stars, but now Fluttershy's firm chest was squeezed between their soft racks, inviting just as much touching and staring. She watched your three-way kissing with anxiety, pushing her lower lip out slightly in a trembling pout until Pinkie noticed her... and then if anything she seemed almost too quick to welcome Fluttershy into your little hug!
 
Pinkie Pie latched onto Fluttershy, her lips pressing against the blushing damsel's. Flootsy did her best to return the kisses, but she was a little clumsy in getting going. Although Pinkie seemed much too far lost in her desire to even fully notice who it was she was kissing... She was much too preoccupied rolling her hips and squishing her meaty melons against other bodies at the moment! She wanted to ride those magical highs and never come down.

All Pinkie cared about at the moment was sex, lust and love, her brain a haze as she tongue-lashed with Fluttershy, her body still keeping as close to the masculine cum-giver as possible. Pinkie crooned in delight as you held her so close. She couldn't help it! That big, rough hand of yours just felt way too nice digging into her plush rear. Wherever your fingers touched down they sank in, and immediately became surrounded by pooling, soft assflesh.

Her body, all their bodies, were exactly what you deserved. How could anyone have ever considered you a one-mare stallion? A stud like you deserved to dwell among all the fleshy pleasures that Equestria had to offer!
 
Pinkie couldn't help but moan as she felt the other ponies’ faces pressing so close to her own: her tongue lashed against everyone else's, drool escaping in strands and pooling in her own massive cleavage. They were all swept up in carnal delight.
 
Words were beyond the four of you now. Whenever any of you came up for air, the pants and throaty moans of the others pounded in their ears. Everyone immediately went back to kissing again. Fluttershy continued her submissive work dutifully through it, sharing what little of your flavor she could with her fellow ponies. In-between her sapphic smooches she always found herself returning to your mouth for more of your taste.
 
It seemed like you’d finally been cornered. Cornered and kissed silly by ponies! You'd met your match in between three pairs of enormous busts, all of them weighing down upon your body from all different angles. The ponies each laid possessive claim to their own tracts of your body. Babs, more than anyone else, was feeling underwhelming when compared to those other two racks, and reinforced her pressure by sliding her chest up and around your arm, treating you to the full vista of the sight or feel of those melons, their pillow-like expanse mashed up against you. She had you in her arms now, and wouldn't be letting go so easily.
 
Fluttershy was the one to finally broach the important question: "Who... Um... Eep.”

She took a deep breath. “Who first?" Her big aqua eyes swiveled to Babs, then Pinkie Pie, and back again. There was no question they'd all get packed to the brim eventually... but how to go about it?

Pinkie grinned ear-to-ear. "Why not all of us at once? We lie on top of each other, me and you and you, and... Oooh! It's gonna be so much fun!"
 
Well, who were you to argue with these silk-skinned fillies in-heat, abundant and well-endowed curves bulging and spilling out wherever they could?
 
"Hnn... Pinkie might be right," you moaned, seeking Babs's lips one final time. It might be true there was hardcore sex to organize, but equally pressing were all the ponies in need of smooches! You planted a sizzling kiss on her mouth, before dragging your lips to Fluttershy, smooching her with a searing kiss. Then you finally resampled Pinkie Pie's exquisite mouth. 

"We have... all the time in the world, to have sex however we want...” 

"Mmm, you're so right... And you've more than earned it," Babs purred. She already entwined one long, seductive leg around the stallion she adored... even if it did mostly just amount to her thigh affectionately caressing one of the few unoccupied spots on your person. She purred as you touched her chest, the effects of which were made clear by that obscene look on her face.
 
You released the two ponies and reached for both their heavy bosoms at once. You pawed Pinkie Pie's immense chest with one rough hand, while the other did the same to Babs.

You aimed to reduce both ponies to drooling, shuddering bimbos, and it definitely worked in Pinkie’s case. She became a very horny pony... a shuddering, lewd mess! Now Pinkie's face looked a mess, teeth clenched in a grin, drool pooling at the corner of her mouth. The sensation of her nipples being tugged and teased by such an astounding stallion made shocks of pleasure ride through her.

You kissed Fluttershy as you found their nipples. You didn’t just hold their tits, but smooshed them together against the other girl’s: Fluttershy’s huge yellow rack. It was no mean feat, but you did it: you gathered two nipples with each hand. The girls might have been shocked, if not for their mewling with joy at the attention!

You stimulated all three girls beyond what they could possibly handle, jostling six giant tits in your hands. Each of those obscenely large chest orbs were topped by massive areola and ridiculously-thick, wobbling nipples. What wasn't pressed up against your body molded against you with wonderfully natural weight, already more-than-prepared for feeding their young. 
 
The blessed softness of all these breasts quickly became yours to toy with as you saw fit. Pinkie and Babs groaned out loud as their nipples glanced on Fluttershy's, going wild from having all of their stiff nubs clenched tightly into the flats of your palms. A great warmth rose out of the pony's centres as you rubbed their especially-sensitive nipples.

Fluttershy moaned into your mouth as you kissed her, growing warmer and flusher from hearing and feeling the others being molested on either side of her. You both panted, heads swimming with thoughts of pregnant ponies!

And while the girls had no way of showing their particular need - beside horny grinding on you - your body was in the process of showing Fluttershy very much how sorely you needed to fuck! She felt your erect shaft between her legs, white-hot arousal throbbing. You pressed so close she felt every pulse of your member through her skin. 

It melted her heart. Fluttershy sizzled with desire.

Taking it upon herself to enable you further, Fluttershy crooked fingers around and under each pony's legs. She hoisted them up and pushed digits into those heavenly-soft pussies in a single smooth motion.
 
With a thick bitch on each thigh, Fluttershy splayed out your rewards for you. Her nimble fingers plied juicy buttcheeks, and bared pink pussies, each immaculate in their own way, smooth and firm as though sculpted from marble. Now three tasty morsels were fully on display for you, all eager to take their turn. With their legs all tangled and bodies pressed together, no matter which way you thrust you'd be immersed in boiling-hot sex-sheaths. 

Her work as a good girlfriend was done! Despite her fluttering heart and twitching sex, the girl between those big pairs of tits would support the weight of her fellow sluts, no matter which degrading poses they took up for you.

Fluttershy completely took the initiative. With her fingers up the other girls’ pussies, they were totally in her grasp, heavenly butts pooling on her thighs. Babs and Pinkie could do little more than writhe in her grasp! Shy wasn't quite in a position to kiss the girls, so she settled for sucking and licking on their flesh, alternating between Babs's shoulder and Pinkie Pie's bosom.

You raised your fat cock to the three dripping females. It trembled in the air between you all, demanding female attention. Just one look at it and Babs and Pinkie immediately began to shoot their hips up towards you, over and over. Huffing, puffing girls stared unblinking at your steely shaft overflowing with love for the female body. They began to pound their lower bodies on Fluttershy's fingers, imagining they were your yummy cock.

"Don't keep us waiting!" wailed Babs.

"Lover! Yoohoo, oh lover~!" called Pinkie, playfully waggling her fingers towards you.

The view was almost too much. Fluttershy, with a massively-curved pony on either knee. The girls’ rears pressed deep around Fluttershy's firm thighs, bare chests wobbling in time with their long, needy breaths.

Simply too good for words! Without any hesitation, you drew closer to the trio of hot babes. Pinkie and Babs's soft and imploring words were more than enough invitation for you to join them: you threw yourself onto the pile. 
> Babs's Breeding 2
> --------------------------------------------------------------------------

You pressed yourself all the way against Fluttershy's soft curves, using the bigpone as a cuddly bed to laze atop... and then immediately followed it up by molesting the sex Goddesses on your left and right! Just like Fluttershy intended, the position allowed you to stimulate all three this way, feel up any pair of tits you want and fuck any hole you liked.

It would be effortless to plunge into one girl, give her a mind-melting stirring with your shaft, then rapidly drag yourself out and take on the next engorged mons in the group with your big, hard cock. Had Applejack really had this kind of animal rutting in mind when she'd left you alone with her sister?

Well, either way, you planned to give Applejack that niece of nephew she wanted! Here in your private playground, away from the town's prying eyes, you would help Babs Seed become a truly gravid, pregnant cow. You had absolutely no intention of letting up on any of them, or showing their bodies any mercy. You planned to sink your boiling-hot member balls-deep into every last presented female, straining them all to their limits, pounding on their cervixes.

"Mm, where should I stick this thing, I wonder... Show me where I should thrust? And then... I'll go in as hard as I can."

Babs smirked. She grit her teeth through the pleasure. "If that's all you need, I think I can do that. Just..."

The lust-crazed look in her eyes directly contrasted her attempts to keep her voice relaxed. "Just make it snappy! I don't care which of us goes next... But don't keep me waiting too long!"

Fluttershy was beside herself at this point. Pinkie Pie could not have hoped for a better outcome to this entire day. Babs luxuriated in the sensation of her fate being out of hyer hands: she was one of many bodies among your curvy cadre of cows.
 
"Pleeeaaase fuck us, heehee~ Make your ponies blow up bigger than ever! Make our boobies and butts hyooooooge~" Pinkie exclaimed. The manic pony gyrated her hips, rolling them in "can't sit still!" circles back and forth along Fluttershy's long, model-like leg. She worked to sink her fingers into her own monstrous tit, pinching at her nipple with one hand, while she split her chubby pussy wide with the other, showing off that gooey pony-hole of hers. "Have your way with us more!"
 
Well, you couldn't just sit back and stare forever! You dipped your fingers into Babs and Pinkie's folds, tucking the tips inside. They felt so tight, pussies loving to grip at you.
 
"To think you're such perverted ponies... I've already fucked in one lewd gal today, I might just go deep and split a second."
 
You dangled your hard cock over Pinkie Pie's erotic body. You teased her pussy with the head a little before, mindful of the new life growing within her, you lowered your shaft and teased the pucker of her ponut. 

Pinkie yowled, eyes immediately lighting up. There weren’t many things Pinkie liked more than parties, but most of them involved her sensitive pucker being teased, rammed, filled and shafted.
 
So as she howled and gobbled like a nutty chicken under you, you slowly inserted yourself. Your nuts, full of inseminating seed, bulged so large and heavy they came to rest on her butt before you were even fully inside of her... You hooked Pinkie's legs back, placing her ankles around her neck, and sawed deeper inside of her.
 
Naughty squelching and sucking noises filled the bedroom. The pale-pink vista of Pinkie Pie's thick behind was now broken up by a large, unflinching dick. It jutted obscenely out of her lovely, round frame.
 
"Does this feel good...?" you asked. You drove deeper into Pinkie Pie, beginning to thrust. Anal penetration alone was enough to make her cum instantly, inner walls clenching tightly around your invading cock. 

At the same time you turned her body more towards Fluttershy and Babs. It allowed them to watch and comfort her as your large cock pushed in and out of her. "Did you miss this, Pinkie?"

Wonderful Pinkie Pie~ For the second time today, you were making love to the one, and only, Pinkamena Diane Pie. Thousands of stallions across Equestria would have wrestled a manticore for the chance to be where you were now, dipping in between the lovely pink pony’s thighs, enjoying her flawless beauty! 

The sight only got better when she rolled onto her belly, coaxing the enormous - and enormously pregnant! - pony onto all fours. She raised her booty towards you, inviting you to to hunch over her smooth, toned back.

Where previously her tummy and boobs had pushed you away, now they mashed into the mattress. They propped Pinkie up, bringing the two of you closer and closer together. 

She looked back at you, eyes flooded with love. She loved fucking her favourite stud,and  having your strong body grinding away on top of her. 
 
You clambered fully on top of Pinkie, perched over her like a stallion in rut should be. You splayed out on top of her, curves a pillowy conquest for her one and only stud.

In-between all her delirious panting, Pinkie Pie stared up at you in reverence. You quickly lunged in, prising her silky-wet mouth open with your tongue and forcing it inside, leaving her unable to even close her mouth. Even in front of her best sex-friends, Pinkie Pie drooled around a stallion's strong tongue as it pushed inside her vulnerable body.
 
You sealed your lips to hers and twisted your hips forcefully, butt raising up nice and high. You held her tightly, and rammed home with each penetration.
 
"Aaahn! Aaah! Yeeeaaaaaaaaahhhh~" Pinkie moaned. That fat ass of hers quaked, each tremble of her inner muscles orgasming reverberating through you and her alike. The fat little pony became a mewling mess, all thanks to the horny stallion thrusting atop her.
 
Your still-somehow-full seed pods rallied to the cause before you, contents churning with realization of your luck. Every little swimmer packed inside squirmed needily in their tight, confining prison... They'd much rather go for a swim in Pinkie Pie's womb, so refreshing and inviting. As your little tadpoles grew more frantic to be released, your cock grew larger and harder inside of your filly. 

Your movements became as fierce as they possibly could. You shook Pinkie Pie with the force of each thrust up her big, fat bum.
 
You released your seed. Your vision blurred, the hairs on your nape stood on end. You held yourself against Pinkie Pie as you rode out your sweet release, pumping a tsunami of seed deep inside the party pony. Pinkie Pie's body brought you endless bliss, and you shook your hips until she was stuffed with cum.

Babs looked down at the destruction you'd wrought on Pinkie Pie, and snorted. 

As you and Pinkie started up round two, she looked... bothered.

Babs looked on at Pinkie howling, eyes bulging and tongue lolling. Babs smirked ruefully. It was natural for her, really: she felt so jealous watching Pinkie's enormous, decadent body getting rocked. The playful prankster had always been the biggest of the three, possessing a real milk cow-like figure from the very first day, but she was even bigger now. Watching the pervy pony undergoing the same crazy animal fucking Babs herself had just enjoyed, the gulf between them seemed larger than ever.
 
"Just look at her, heh." Her lust, and her envy, spilled over as she watched. She knew all too well how wonderful it felt to take on your girth... to feel you stretching out her insides. 

"Gods, she's huge. I want to... Nnh... I want to be like that..." Looking on at panting, sweat-soaked Pinkie draping the creaking bed in neon pink, Babs felt lost for words. She hoped her own body held enough untapped potential that she could grow as large as Pinkie one day.
 
Babs chewed her lip, trying to keep her frustration under wraps, when Fluttershy pushed into her from behind. Flutters rolled her big breasts against the younger girl's, bouncing them playfully for her. "You don't have to look so upset, Babs... Look at me... Listen..."
 
She tapped a finger to her chin, continuing to tease Babs's pink nipples with her own larger, browner pair. Pinkie's moans grew louder in the background, your rutting once again back to fever-pitch. "Pinkie and I, ah, we're... we're like beautiful flowers, heehee~ But you're different."
 
Babs huffed, blowing her mane's fringe from her eyes. "Tell me about it..."
 
Fluttershy's smile got deeper, her blush thicker. "Not like that... Like I said, we're flowers... But you're much stronger, you know?”

She paused for the right words, fingers squirming under her chin. “Like a... like a strong oak tree!”

Fluttershy pushed her lovely form more firmly against Babs, as if she could cure the other pony’s tension with warmth and softness alone. Perhaps she could! “You're going to grow up to be just as sturdy, and just and powerful, as your cousin Miss Applejack. And you saw how easily she threw Mister Farmer around, didn't you~?"
 
Babs blushed, a lovely bright-red spreading across her face. She averted her eyes for the moment, seeming to want to stare anywhere but at Fluttershy, yet at the same time... The impact was astronomical. The Apple gal had been slowly grinding and pumping her lower body on your fingers deep in her honeyed folds: she'd petulantly submitted to the cock-substitute like a spoilt child not getting what she wanted...
 
But as soon as Fluttershy spoke those magic words, a light ignited behind Babs Seed's eyes. To be told she'd be getting bigger, stronger, and so much more powerful in the near future, even strong enough to wrestle stallions into mating presses and fuck out all their cum... it had her sizzling! She immediately wrapped both her strong, muscular thighs around your arm, holding it in a death-grip. Babs greedily stroked herself up and down, easing out her pent-up tension... she seemed to finally be relaxing into her place in your harem.
 
And most of all, she responded to Fluttershy. All this time, Fluttershy had been planting lick after lick on the many areas of exposed, fair skin on Babs's person, so Babs decided it was time to properly give something back in return. Fluttershy's body was a treat for Babs to drink in, supple femininity a counterpoint to Babs's fitness.
 
When Babs kissed her, Fluttershy quickly caught the other pony's mouth with her own. Their tongues danced and wrestled, pleasing each other as you finished up with Pinkie. Fluttershy placed one of her baby-soft hands on Babs's comparatively humble breasts... It certainly wasn’t as electric as your calloused grip, but served to get her tingling.
 
"Mmfh - mnn - " Fluttershy finally broke the kiss to catch her breath. She moaned, revelling in the sensation of being in this lovely tangle of bodies. She embraced her two fellow fillies all the closer, holding Babs in one hand and snaking the other around Pinkie Pie's wide hips to splay her fingers across that too-big belly. She pampered Miss Pie like a favourite pet. 

"Haa, haa~ Babs, I think you'll look beautiful, all... f-full." If Fluttershy's cheeks could redden any deeper, they would have!

For the second time, you filled Pinkie up. A first load added to the first, gooping and blooping in her belly. It was the perfectly masculine way to interrupt the tender moment between the two girls... not that they could hold it against you. Stallions must fuck, and mares must be fucked.

Triggered by Pinkie’s wailing and your grunts, Babs broke off the kiss with Fluttershy - drool trail, and all - as you emptied a second load inside of her fat friend. Babs couldn't stand to miss the sight of big-ass Pinkie being filled to the brim with your sticky seed. 

Especially an ejaculation like this! One so copious Pinkie's belly bulged out even further than before.
 
Pinkie's second orgasm almost immediately followed her first, her brain juiced-up with hormones and bliss at the sensation of all that thick, heavy seed being poured inside her. Her eyes crossed. Her tongue, were it not being subjugated by your own, would have simply hung out the side of her face. Babs wondered if she looked half as silly when she was being screwed by fat, manly cock.
 
Pinkie tensed. She clung to you with pink arms and legs like a vice. It was all she could do, all her body told her to do, in the face of such basic and crude pleasure.

That monumental, brain-blitzing orgasm drew a primordial moo from deep within your cow-pony's belly. The weight of her swelling tummy, and all your mares combined, made the bed finally collapse under you.

There was a splintering and crack-cracking of wood as all four legs gave out at once, putting it on a scale not heard since the destruction of Twilight's Sparkle's tree-house. Even her extreme measures towards reinforcing your bed hadn't been enough for this. Your mares were getting out of hand.
 
"Hhaaah..." You drew your leaking member out of her body, letting it thud, drooling, onto her gravid, pregnant belly. It was followed by a tide of thick cum, as all the goo still inside her sprayed out. Pinkie went fully slack as you pulled away, legs drooping and knees knocking together. The wonderful pony's plush, incredibly decadent curves didn't seem able to take anymore. In fact, the only sign Pinkie was still conscious at all was her hands both moving to grope and pull at those milk-laden teats of hers. That pony had been admirably KO'd by cock.
 
"Ahn~, So full..." Pinkie murmured. She slowly recovered from her sensory overload, pleasure-shattered mind slowly pulled itself back together. 

---

You moved on to the other two.
 
Babs and Fluttershy looked from Pinkie... to your dick. They weren't prepared for what they saw there. Even after cumming so forcefully, your member seemed like it wanted to overcompensate: if anything, it looked even stiffer, angrier and manlier than before. 

You looked back at them, and felt equally overwhelmed: the sight of those sapphically-engaged honeys together tugged at your heartstrings. Here they were, looking so cute and angelic together as only lipstick lesbians could... and you were bringing a burly male cock to break up their girl-time.
 
"By Celestia... I must have the best collection of sex friends in all of Equestria..." Your hot cock twitched in the cool air, ready to be nestled somewhere else warm. Somewhere new, that would spoil it as much as Pinkie Pie's plump bottom.
 
Babs looked awestruck. Cock-shocked. She drooled. "How... How is it still so stiff after cumming so much? How are you such a stud?"
 
She kissed Fluttershy again, grinning mischievously this time. "I think you'd better take it next, Fluttershy..."
 
"... Eep."

Babs exhaled. She still panted from her kissing with Fluttershy, her breath stolen away. Being so entwined with Fluttershy, it only took a moment to shift to her side, and hook an arm beneath a defined yellow le. While still pressing her sizable chest up against Fluttershy, Babs lifted the trunk-like thigh to the side. All to better expose the reddened, heat-radiating sex positioned between her legs.

"I can wait to finish what we had started, but Fluttershy had been taking such excellent care of everyone. Don't you think she deserves a turn now?"

Fluttershy seemed speechless, still in awe of Babs's aptitude for playing with the female form. It was only when she realized her lips were unoccupied that she finally caught on to just what Babs had said. Fluttershy immediately began to babble: "Ah - I - I - I couldn't, you - you should - I mean - " 

With her face lighting up like a ripe tomato, Fluttershy's gaze darted to you and back to Babs. She almost lost track of your cock in her hurry, smooshed in-between all those hyper-curvaceous female forms as it was. That only made her more vulnerable, her pussy lips strikingly pale compared to the thick yellow thighs on either side, the bright pink in her depths twitching and drooling with an unnamed hunger. Her womanhood was anxious to be once-again defiled by a stud of a stallion.

"Maybe - maybe I cou - kyahhhhn~" You had found the best way to resolve her anxiety! You penetrated that vise of a butt all at once, plunging from head to hilt before Fluttershy could even realize what was happening. The fact that it sent her to the moon and back was purely happy coincidence. 

You clambered on top of her, wriggling your hips in-between her spread legs. "Hnn... It's tight...” 

You eased the tension by gripping her tits, finding them tender and soft as ever... and Fluttershy immediately howled in appreciation. At times like this, her milk-filled breasts were more in need of teasing and touching than ever, but simultaneously grown so huge she couldn’t possibly begin the task. She might as well reach for the moon as those nipples bobbling and wobbling about on top of her yellowy peaks.

They squished and squirted under your hands, each grope firing another wild volley of milk into the air. And Fluttershy mooed and mooed and mooed. “Yessss... Touch my titties... Please... Please... Mooooooo~!”

Slumping into Babs, Fluttershy's eyes unfocused, clouded by love and lust. She grinned a doe-eyed, drooly grin.

"Shoo gooood~!" Fluttershy's inhibitions were rapidly torn down - what little scraps of them still remained. With every inch, Fluttershy slurred and moaned more, adding her voice to the mooing chorus. Fluttershy was still embracing her marefriends tightly as she was penetrated, if only to dampen her own writhing. 

Her mouth sought yours. You kissed your lover silly, tongue lashing against hers as you began to move your hips more forcefully. You twisted your lower body against Fluttershy, lining up your invading male girth with her wriggling booty. You humped into her over and over.

You were barely recognizable as the loving and caring farmer now! Totally naked as you were, head buried between Fluttershy's breasts, you looked indistinguishable from any other grunting, thrusting brute. Your broad muscled back dripped with sweat, muscular ass tensing and untensing with each spasm of your cock. You were a male monster, unleashing all its pent-up lust into Fluttershy’s slick, tightening folds.

You had almost already reached your peak. When you spoke directly into her ear, your voice was urgent and hot. "I'll cum... I'll cum... I'll cum... I'm going to shoot all my cum into Fluttershy's pussy... Hnn..."

You continued to piston your hips, but not before shooting your arms out towards Babs and Pinkie. You seized a big tit in either hand. You pawed at Babs's chest, relishing the sensation of groping a heavy-chested female, while your other hand was almost swallowed up in Pinkie Pie's fearsome curves. Your arm disappeared up to the elbow in her cleavage. You drew the pair closer, craving to be sandwiched in the middle of your three lovers as you prepared to fire off deep inside Fluttershy.

"Do it! She's been suuuch a good little girl, taking care of everyone~ Mess her pussy up!" Babs cheered you on, running one of her hands up and down Fluttershy's meaty thigh. 

Babs presented all of Fluttershy to you, heaving her bust, supporting Fluttershy's chest for your personal use. She kept Fluttershy’s legs apart for you, not that she particularly needed the help.

Babs was anxious for her turn, hurrying you to climax. But until then, she kept herself occupied by breathing in the heady scent of wanton sex. She imagined what her chiseled abdomen might look like once it was rounded with your child...

But she was startled as Fluttershy’s most unladylike squeals sang out, followed by grunts in equal amounts. You took Fluttershy and took her properly. 

Fluttershy’s athletic body shone with sweat, her womanhood burning hotter than a furnace. She bucked her hips up to meet each of your thrusts with a wet smack, then peeled away with a shlurp. Her copious leaking added to the puddle of mixed juices seeping between the ponies. 

And all the while, you continued to play with those awesome, larger-than-life tits of hers. She was a glutton for having her chest played with, and each squeeze or lewd tit-slap didn’t just feel good... It also reminded her how impossibly tit-heavy she had become. Not that it would ever be enough for her, poor cow.

And each of those gropes had the added effect of making Fluttershy want her one and only lover - you - more. She locked her legs behind your back and pulled you forwards with all her might, refusing to stop until you'd knocked the wind from her lungs and the thoughts from her brain. 

As though you needed the encouragement. 

She climaxed, but was too dumbstruck to even moan. Nothing but her lewdest face, and a powerful squeezing around your cock announced her climax. You kissed her, and whispered sweet words in her ear. She kissed back.

On each one of your toe-curling thrusts, your hot, hard cock dipped all the way into Fluttershy. You only let go of her to plant your hands on either side of your body, focusing on shaking your hips like a beast. You'd wring out every last drop of your stored-up seed inside of her. 

What was taking place was surely impossible. Despite the day's exertions, and despite pounding out your virile cum everywhere you could countless times now, your seed pods swelled larger than ever. You felt acutely aware of the dangling, swinging sacks weighing your dick down insistently, demanding to be lightened... Demanding to splatter pony insides and turn this storybook love - purest lovemaking between a stud and his lovers - into animalistic, forceful babymaking fucking.

You kissed Fluttershy all the while, groaning and gasping into the luscious pony's mouth as you left her insides sizzling with your member's heat. You held on kissing her until you couldn't last a moment longer. 

With a great cry, you arched your back and drove down as hard as you could. 

Your balls instantly felt tighter than ever, nuts stinging with the force and energy with which they were pumping your cum out. A white, gushing blast of seed splurted inside of Fluttershy, and you lost yourself in the pleasure of it. Your little nipples stood fully on end as you gasped to the air, tense and unflinching, holding your member deep inside of your love.

When your twitching, euphoric orgasm had passed, you collapsed onto your back. Fluttershy went limp, joining Pinkie Pie in your spent harem. She now sported the same look as Pinkie, the same unfocused eyes and a dumb grin. Down below, her pussy clamped shut the moment you pulled free, refusing to spill a drop.

Pinkie, still shaking from her orgasm, eased her way closer to Fluttershy as her friend was so thoroughly creamed. Pinkie Pie took long, heaving breaths as she brought herself closer to Fluttershy, clumsily draping her tits across the spent woman's face. Big, oozing breasts pooled over Fluttershy's soft features.

They exchanged the flushed-faced smile of girls joined by a single, lovely dick for a wonderfully-obscene purpose. The buxom pony's eyes half-lidded as she looked over at Fluttershy, her arms lazily wrapping her up in a caring, afterglow-filled embrace. 

You hit the bed with a groan, buckling under the strain of pounding so many beauties in quick succession. You hoped you looked exhausted and spent to the girls... but there was no chance of that with that boiling-hot rod still twitching between your thighs. It rose up before Babs, daring her to mount you.

---

"Nnn, that was a total blast! I guess Babsy's gonna go again now!" Pinkie huffed in the direction of the muscular little shortstack. "Go get 'im, Babs! Don't let our sacrifices be in vain, and knock that dick down! Or else it'll make you a slutty mom!!"

"S-Sacrifices?" groaned Fluttershy, looking unusually alarmed... Her pussy certainly did feel more than a little beat-up and defeated after tangling with that powerful shaft.

Babs looked down at you, laid out on your back as you were, and the little bully couldn't hide a cheeky grin on her youthful features. 

Babs was on you again. She left Fluttershy's side with all the agility of a coiled viper, and pounced on you like a feral jungle cat. Where once she might have worried you'd overexert yourself to the point of incapacitation, now the sight of your angry flagpole rising to attention again spurred her on.

Babs locked her thighs into place as she straddled you, your coveted shaft poking just a few inches below her navel.

With Fluttershy and Pinkie stewing their own loads of virile spunk within their bellies, there was nothing to stop her from taking what she desired. Babs's early attempts to keep up appearances of proper behavior were gone, and now she licked her greedy chops like a savage. Never before had she ever wanted something as much as she wanted you, right now. 

"Mmm, daaarling... Now we're going to make time up for lost time. You can rest later, okay?”

She glanced sideways at Pinkie and Fluttershy, then back to you. She spoke firmly and slowly. “I want a foal. I’ve been staring at those two’s bellies all night and I can’t take it any more.”

Babs panted. The redhead doggedly began to position her glistening sex up over your cock. It only took another instant for Babs to sink your organ deep between her thighs, her moist folds accepting even your girth easily. She hadn't forgotten your shape, retaining the memory of it like a custom-fit mold. “I’m unprotected. I’m fertile. And I am so, so ready. Put a foal in me... before I go insane." 

Well that certainly shocked you back to reality! After the cushioned bliss of Fluttershy's folds, switching to Babs was a different class entirely. Her rugged and bullying pussy was one determined to fuck out all your cum deep inside of her. Your feet dug along the bed as you struggled to keep your focus. 

Soon, the two of you were thrusting against each other in a steady, breeding rhythm... but you weren’t left alone for long!

Fluttershy raised her head in time to watch Babs sliding down your pole. Vision swimming and brain a cockdrunk mess, she could at least register that! The sight of another pussy wrapped around her favorite shaft, riding and bouncing for all Babs's worth... it might just be Fluttershy's favourite thing in the world!

She got on her hands and knees, crawling on the bed as fast as her orgasm-softened muscles could manage, burying her features between your muscled thighs. Fluttershy did her marefriendly/bitchly duty and kept your cum-factories working overdrive. Balls = cum = tasty! Her sucking kisses loosened your sac little by little, long licks polishing the smooth orbs. She would have licked up the steady flow of nectar oozing its way down from Babs, but that was a losing battle through and through.

"Ahnn, ahmf." At last, Fluttershy crammed one solid nut into her mouth. She suckled on the incredible baby-maker, cleaning it with all the attention and care she'd give to a crown jewel. It wasn't long after that both seed pods filled her cheeks to bulging, nose nestled right up against the hilt of your cock. 

Drool ran off Fluttershy's chin. Her eyes filled fuller and fuller with hearts, the bigger the doses she took of your musk. She scarcely had to touch her sex to build towards another orgasm, she swayed her hips through the air as if to brag to the world that your seed was oozing out of her.

Beside Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie rolled onto her side. Her plush form gently molded against the cool, soft bedsheets, giant hip bulging the mattress down even further than it already had. As her eyes began to focus, Pinkie looked over to watch her friends lavishing you, and she quickly followed their example. 

Pinkie dropped to her knees. She crawled over to you, smiling like an imp and wiggling her big bum. From your perspective, darkness suddenly enveloped your vision: only the faintest flashes of light briefly allowing you to register two heaving pink cowtits slithering across your face, followed by a pale, paunched belly... and finally the flush, glazed over mons of Pinkie Pie. 

Pinkie Pie tittered as she sat herself down upon your face. She started rubbing that thick pussy, no less pretty for being spread and wet, against your face. As she ground those folds against you, she held herself against Babs, leaning forward and wrapping herself about her marefriend. Pinkie Pie pressed her lips against Babs's as she rode out the lusty, afterglow high that she was still reveling in.

Pinkie Pie's colossal, springy butt perched on your face, replacing light and sound with ass and yet more ass. You enjoyed her body to its fullest. The smell and taste of her big behind, the way her body felt gently yielding to your probing fingers... You dug deeper, gripping her giant behind possessively, teasing the pony's body with your tongue.

The dual-assault on your member by Fluttershy and Babs had you hopelessly wrapped up in their love, able to experience a brand new level of pony-wrought pleasure. Your skin prickled with anticipation, from the shaft of your cock to the swells of the large nuts that could now only cum inside the hottest of cow ponies, or not at all. Your cock had been trained to only ejaculate in the curviest sex-goddesses, the absolute extreme of silky-soft mooing maidens.

You unplastered your fingers from Pinkie Pie's butt just long enough to seize Babs's hands in yours, lacing your fingers together. You drew your four hands back to Pinkie Pie, rubbing her big behind with both your and Babs’s grips. You ground up and down together on that pervy flesh. 

Babs loved it. She'd been perfectly content rubbing her shapely rear on Fluttershy and cuddling her tits up against Pinkie Pie. But now, with your guidance, that wasn't the only especially-soft part of Pinkie that Babs graced. Her rough hands cupped Pinkie's lavish rear, the plush softness of it all great enough to swallow her fingers outright.

"Girls... Fluttershy, Pinkie Pie... Dear Babs... I want this to never end... I want to truly make a family with the three most beautiful ponies in Equestria..."

Reproductive sex! It had to be reproductive sex! Your sperm swam about angrily in your full nutsack, struggling to come out into a hot cutie like Babs. They fought to shoot deep inside of her, and help her develop a true mother's figure. One with big fat tits, and a thick behind befitting breeding cattle. Never before had your breeding urges been so ignited. Lost in the midst of a sea of woman, your felt your lust rising, building, driving you to the same plateau the girls had already reached. You entered the same animal heat they were always in. 

"Let me end your searches for marriage right here! Babs, get pregnant..."

The thought that soon, these three would have figures on par with mammoth-breasted fertility goddesses - like even Celestia herself - had your head swimming with lust, driving you wild! But unlike plump Celestia, Babs sported a youthful disproportion between waist and hip that left you helpless, speechless before her endlessly-inviting body.

"All of you become my wives..."

The mood became hotter and hotter as you continued to speak. Your rugged thrusting become more purposeful. The girl's captivating bodies only served to make you more greedy, more eager to hog these three ponies all to yourself.

"... So I can fuck these erotic bodies all day long!"

A proposal! Perhaps the only thing that could shock Babs out of her erotic embrace with Pinkie atop you. She looked speechless. Come to think of it, they all did! "Marriage? To you? Wh... Wha..."

Babs threw her head back, abs flexing visibly around the lump in her toned belly. "Why... Of course! Of course! I’ll marry you!” 

Pinkie's thighs and rear pushed harder down on your face at those words. She bit her lower lip at the thought of actually being wed to such a filthy pervert. Constant fucking, constant sex, pregnancy, breeding, birthing... Another show-stopping orgasm shook Pinkie's body. "Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeess~ Pinkie’s getting married!"

Pinkie tumbled against dearest Babs for support, her fat chest weighing down heavily on the cow. She was overwhelmed with happiness at the perverse and wholesome feeling of being one of your wives.

Fluttershy dug her fingernails into your thighs. Between your legs, you heard her moaning, moans that thrummed against the seed pods still sloshing cutely in her overstuffed mouth, bulging her cheeks up. Maybe her agreement wasn't quite as sing-song as what you'd gotten from the other two, but there was plenty of love, and affirmation, mixed in with those wet slurps.

As soon as she was done announcing her approval, Fluttershy went right back to work. Her tongue pressed flat against the curved surface of the big, swollen orbs beneath your shaft, as if hoping to feel each rope of seed make its departure. The submissive pet-girl's eyes were locked on the cum-vein in front of her, eager to watch every pump that bred Babs. Fluttershy's hips wormed on the spot, humping in tandem with her fellow broodmares, her pony pussy tingling with sympathetic pleasure.

Babs dropped her hips, plunging your shaft inside her all the way up to the hilt. Your formidable length throbbed against her slick inner walls. She could feel Fluttershy's work to stimulate you, the redhead able to sense your quickening pulse through your organ, one that heralded your climax in the not-so distant future. It was coming far faster than what she could have managed on her own, and she was once again thankful for Fluttershy's presence, her capable tending to all her lovers.

And besides, Babs herself couldn't last much longer! Her femininity, neglected for a lifetime, was now coming bubbling over. "Get me pregnant! I wanna bear your foals... As many as you want, just don't... pull... ooouut!" For all her physical stamina, the farmgirl was no better equipped to handle your body than Pinkie. She babbled praise between breathless moans.

This was it! Deep in the midst of a perfect, flawless harem, surrounded by charming giggles and soft female flesh, you hurried towards your final climax. The girl’s deep love spurred you on.

Each thrust against Babs's body met with the perfect amount of resistance, her thick body not too soft and not too firm... just fat, large and round. You could gain endless energy from thrusting into a body like hers, and be refreshed and invigorated through countless hours of sex.

You felt a tension deep in your belly. A knot had formed, an almost-painful urge to fulfil your purpose... to do your job as a male and inseminate the pussy tightly suctioning around your member. Each spine-tingling thrust into Babs now was your prayer that her womb would open... open and receive.

With a great growl, you planted your feet and hands, lifting your hips up and up... You hoisted Babs into the air. She stretched her long legs out as she bounced atop that twitching, horny pole.

The ejaculation you had been holding back for so long came. And with it sensations and feelings so powerful you felt overwhelmed. Your tongue went dry, the hair on the back of your head stood on end. Babs tightened her pussy’s grip upon the beast inside of her. 

Within your shaft, boiling shots of seed rushed up from your balls, a continuous flow from base to tip pulled out of you by the warmth of Babs's body. Previously, her womb had only opened enough to receive a trickle of cum, perhaps... but now it was treated to endless tides, awash in semen.

Here in this private place with these beautiful ponies, they had invited you to turn into a breeding animal, a monster that forced its cum into them, and you had performed beyond expectations. You continued to roll your shoulders and shake your hips, howling like a happy dog as you pumped your semen inside of Babs, all the way to the last drop. In her current state, it felt like every movement sent tremors down her fucked-raw pussy, her bloated tummy squeezed so tight under her abs to even slosh.

Babs's head swam. She had never felt so good in her whole life as she did now, a level of bliss previously unheard of. With plenty of help from Fluttershy and Pinkie, you were more determined than ever to properly finish what you had started. You would permanently mark Babs in the same way you had Fluttershy and Pinkie: with a big, round belly. You proved your superhuman and masculine vitality with this climax. It was one of the largest yet, despite being only minutes after the last and the multitude of orgasms before it. 

In no time at all Babs's insides freely flowed with even more spunk, her body forcing all the virile batter towards where it was needed most. With every throb of her lover's manhood came another splash of seed, which joined the rest in painting the interior of her fertile womb white. Babs's stomach stretched and strained, gurgling under the volume of your load. And her eggs were righteously invaded. Babs let out a muffled cry of joy into Pinkie Pie's enormous, pillowy breasts.

Your crown jewels pulled so tight to your body Fluttershy could scarcely slobber on them properly. She picked herself up with a groan. Crawling her way around, she clumsily nuzzled her way up into Pinkie Pie's cheek before opening a fresh kiss with the voluptuous pony, sharing the lingering taste of your nethers as their tongues wrestled and danced. 

The other ponies gently lifted Babs from your body, and the three girls lay back on the sheets, joined in vulgar mouth-melding.

In-between kisses, Fluttershy glanced back towards where you were laying on the bed. Soon, she'd be helping you join them in a loving, four-way oral orgy with your new brides. 

Brides. 

The word still made Fluttershy's heart flutter, conjuring up images of lacy white dresses and big bouquets. And, of course, the gravid tummies on display, all their bodies exploding with femininity and motherly charms! Fluttershy couldn't help herself: she cupped her cheeks, a dumb smile plastered all over her face even as she tried to smooch away. She lost herself in daydreams - despite a wet dream already playing out right in front of her!

You lay back on the bed, panting and trembling with lust. Your shaft twitched lewdly, disgorging the few droplets of seed you hadn’t packed into ponies onto the sheets.

---

Sometime later, you opened your eyes again. Three faces were poised over your lower body.

"Schlurp, schlurp."

"Gnp, gnp, gnp."

"Schlorp..."

Fluttershy took a break from playing her tongue across the head of your penis long enough to gaze up at you. "Oh no... You can't come yet! If you hold it off even longer you'll have an even bigger, better orgasm and it will feel even better for you! So just please hang on a little longer, alright?" 

Babs diligently handled your penis with her sensual touch. "I'd be sooo proud of you if you held it off, you big strong man, you~"

Pinkie unschlurped her lips from the shaft long enough to giggle. "But if you wanna fire all your cum out of this big dick early, we don't miiiind!"

You glanced out to the window, seeing Luna's light was still high in the sky... Plenty more hours before you'd need to rise for the next day's work at the Ponyville Milk Barn. You roused yourself, and climbed into the embrace of your trio of pony lovers.