After his heart gets broken, Shining Armor turns to the one thing he has always had to comfort himself, but without knowing that this time the fantasy world he creates might have more of an impact then he meant it to.
After his heart gets broken, Shining Armor turns to the one thing he has always had to comfort himself without knowing that this time the fantasy world he creates might have more of an impact then he meant it to.
This is a comment driven story where the comments get to dictate the encounters, and the wishes, that he makes through his book.
“I-I can’t believe it. I have written so many, but…”
“Dude, you’re going to have to turn in your nerd card. You said it yourself after all.”
“But, but how was I supposed to know she was going to say no?”
Shining wondered the same thing as he strode away from his friends, heading into his room instead of to the basement with his friends. After all, he didn’t feel like going over a recap of how badly they had screwed up that night. Of how all they had ended up doing just to try to win him the princess had, well… Failed.
Closing his door, and only now hearing his friends begin to stop beating on Gaffer long enough to notice he had gone away from them, he sighed with a small smile on his face. After all, at least it hadn’t been a total party wipe. No, they were all going to be fine. It was just the paladin that got slayed.
Shining sat down on his bed, groaning as he rubbed the back of his head. He could already hear what his Sergeant would say on Monday. That this was nothing. That the princesses gave plenty of guardsmen ‘funny feelings’, and that was something he would just have to shove down into the darkest part of his soul, and drink it away every Friday.
And then he’d say it was just an example, Shining thought with a smile. It was honesty a common joke amongst the junior guards at school because of their Sergeant. Every member had to fall for a princess, but guards didn’t get with them. At best, maybe the captain, but that wasn’t happening until they graduated. That was just how things were.
Shining was the only one stupid enough not to believe in the old superstitions. To buy into the old beliefs that shit like him being a nerd mattered so much that he’d had no chance. After all, he never cared about that shit, especially when anyone told him that he shouldn’t hang with Poindexter just because he was low born, and Shining was from minor nobility himself.
Though, speaking of which, he heard the fellow nerd’s voice come through the door now as he said, “Hey, Shining, come on out. We don’t want you to be alone, and hey, Gaffer thinks he can even make a better campaign out of tonight. One where you can smash both the jock and the princess in their corrupted, demonic forms. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”
Shining chuckled at the idea, but it was hollow. The same sort of thing he normally did when he wasn’t feeling good and didn’t want anyone else to know. Not that was really possible when his chest hurt this much. When it felt like the demons had indeed won and ripped his heart from himself.
Honestly, more than anything else, he just wanted to forget about it. Forget about her. Not that that was going to be possible, seeing as she was an idol for the entire school, so someone was almost always talking about her. Add to that that she was a princess and his sister’s foalsitter...
He shut his eyes, one of his hands curling into a fist as he grit his teeth against the pain. It hurt. It hurt so much. It was also done now. Clear and cut, with the ring of “Sorry, but I don’t like you like that,” ringing in his ears. She hadn’t even treated it as anything that bad. Anything that special. Just another stallion that she’d needed to let down easy and then allow to blend into her crowd of admirers again.
It wasn’t anything new, and nothing he did would change it. Now it was time for him to figure out what he would do next. To him, that meant likely sleep. Lots of sleep. Like, the entire weekend spent asleep.
For his friends, it meant trying again to push him to do something. Anything. Or, in Gaffer’s case, what he knew best: Campaigns. “Hey, Shining, I know you don’t want to play, but maybe you could try, I don’t know, making your own campaign? Just… Let some of this out? You could even make it about you! I know I’d like a campaign where I’m the hero for once.”
“Then stop making bards, and maybe you can be useful to the party!”
“Bards are the best, Bit!”
Shining shook his head, sighing at the idea. After all, what did Gaffer expect from him? Some campaign where he gets Cadance? He tried that, and it failed, and Shining wasn’t… Entirely interested in a campaign where he got all the mares. Still, the idea of a campaign for him…
He glanced at his desk, not considering the fact that he hadn’t left his own Game Master’s notebook out when he had left, but something did call him to it. To just let himself enjoy some fun with old Ulfer, Hightinger. Yeah, jotting down some silly notes about his paladin being a… Well, being a paladin, sounded really nice right about now. Maybe even in a world that’s just getting sillier around him.
Yeah, Shining Armor liked that idea, and so sat at his desk, smiling at the book as he took to his pen, not noticing as either glowed.
Story Start: The world is in chaos after a secret ritual to set the world off kilter has succeeded for once. Chaos, clicks, and all sorts of nonsense normally seen in a high school are now widespread, taking over the world with their horrible ways and hate. Ulfer is set to make things right, especially since he was at the epicenter of it all. He got to see the princess herself killed. Her horrible, wretched, beautiful, wonderful, demonic, angelic
Shining stopped for a moment, blinking a little as he reminded himself not to make this about Cadance. To just… Just forget about her.
And so he turned his attention back to the book, getting ready to write about the first scenario, or big difference to world Ulfer found himself him, unaware of the fact that his words had much more power than he could have ever imagined.
Mighty Ulfer faced a strong peril to begin his journey! Stripped of his armor by the heat of the sun’s rays blasting the world in its angry retribution, he would face the world without fear or hesitation! Besides, if a mighty paladin like he could not take the heat, then they would be similarly disarmed!
Now if only Shining felt such strength in his limbs as he himself thought he was dying. He had only managed to write a little more past that, mostly worldbuilding of the town, but he now felt bad for Ulfer. He wouldn’t wish for this sort of hell for even his worst enemies, and that was while magical gems made by his father attempted to keep the house cooler. It was a useless endeavor though, as the heat even made it impossible.
At least Twily and his father weren’t in the house to scold him about being in his boxers, and his mother was likely in her study, working on her next book. This way he could at least slightly manage the heat, instead of continuing to feel like he was dying.
Still, while he laid in bed, he couldn’t help but think about how amazing a glass of lemonade would be. Or just drowning when he took into account the only other thing his mind drifted off to. Mostly though, he could only focus on the heat, a curse he slightly blessed for that same reason. Similarly, he thanked Celestia that it was Saturday, as while it meant no distractions, it also meant not melting in his classrooms.
With another second’s thought, his thirst overtook him, and Shining finally began to move. He didn’t want to, and thought it would likely be best just to get to the kitchen and then collapse. Yeah, that sounded amazing.
And he was apparently not the only one to think that, as he walked in on his mother splashing herself with a cup of water. Now, Shining loved his mom. He admired her, thought he got some of her best traits, but he tried to ignore the traits his friends normally talked about. On a day like today though, with water running over her entire body, he couldn’t.
No, while his mom stood there, he felt his boxers tent for a moment, just before one of his fists slammed into his crotch to make sure she didn’t notice. Not that anypony in Equestria would blame him. After all, Twilight Velvet was not only soaked in water that ran down her sides, her breasts, and even the small bit of her ass that he could see with how she stood, it ran down all of those without clothes to impede them. Well, mostly. His mother, like himself, was only in her underwear. This did include a bra, but he would have sworn it was the smallest bra that she owned, with it being nothing more than a black strap that ran over the front of her breasts, which were at least the size of his own head. He would have normally considered how they bit into her flesh, pressed into her bosom just to show off how soft those pillows he had laid his head against so many times as a child were, but that ignored the fact that her nipples poked straight through the fabric, and her areolas were otherwise out for him to see.
It was almost, almost hotter than it was outside, and only the tremendous amount of pain he was in made sure that he didn’t get hard from it.
And then, Twilight Velvet turned to him, hunching over as she herself panted and waved to her son. “Oh, Shining. I had thought you had stayed at a friend’s house yesterday. W-What are you doing up?”
Shining swallowed hard, especially at how she did not seem to react to him seeing her, well, like this, and blinked as he said, “Uh, I thought lemonade would help.”
“It won’t. I tried that. And ice. And now,” looking down at herself with a slight blush, “Water. And now I’m too tired to walk back to my study. Not that I want to be away from water anyways…” She said as she looked back at the sink.
Shining chuckled a little, feeling a lot better in fact from the fact that his mom was indeed acting much like his mom. If she could shrug this off, well, he could… At least for now. And with something to hide behind. Definitely needed something to hide behind.
And so, he sat down at the table and sighed, saying more to himself than anypony else, “It would be great just to play some board games today and not do anything.”
Velvet almost crashed into the seat across from him, her breasts pressed hard against the wood, and still made erotic by Shining’s mind thinking for a second of what it would be like to have such breasts, breasts bigger than even Cadance’s, pressed against his chest so firmly. She then looked at him as her horn glowed and said, “Monopoly sound good?”
Shining blinked for a moment, his mind trying to make Monopoly sexual, and failing. “Yeah, that sounds amazing.”
And thus Ulfer survived the heat in the comfort of a wonderful, but forbidden, very, very, VERY, COMPLETELY, ABSOLUTELY FORBIDDEN bar wench, the two trying to ignore each other’s undress the whole time before the two finally collapsed in their own rooms when the exhaustion became too much.
And said bar wench cursed herself a thousand times over as her fingers found the spot between her thighs, angry at how moist she had let them be, and thanking the curse of the heat for making sure that, as much as she had wanted to ride her young son, she couldn’t without possibly succumbing to heat exhaustion.
Ulfer had been in the pews of the church, praying for forgiveness for thoughts that the heat had caused, when she had come. She claimed to be a priestess. To be of his kind, and when the two spoke, she was quite intelligent in the ways of faith. However, behind those kind words and solemn vows was a darkness that threatened to devour him. Only at the last second did he avoid being captured by her charms, but the memory of her tricks, and what she got away with the chaste Paladin, was not to be gotten rid of so quickly.
Shining Armor sighed as he walked up to Street Trotter 2: Turbo Edition. It was a new machine in the arcade, and one he hadn’t gotten his hands on yet. After all, trying to get Cadance had been an expensive endeavor, let alone the time of it, but now that that was over, and his mom gave him an oddly large amount of money to not mention yesterday to dad, he was gonna have his fun. After all, he considered himself a master at the vanilla game, so this was gonna be exactly the sort of distraction he needed from his thoughts. Plus, beating others in the arcade was always a nice little ego boost too.
Yeah, Shining was all too happy to follow his friends’s advice this time as he began to play. To take his mind off of everything and just to enjoy himself. Gaffer even promised a few rounds later, though that was probably in case someone completely stomped Shining, as Gaffer was anything but good at fighting games. Not that that mattered, not as he heard the clack of a bit on the machine. “Give me one se-”
Shining’s heart leapt into his throat as he glanced to the side, his eyes widening at the mare beside him. A glance like his would make one think she was likely the mom of one of the younger colts that came to the arcade, as she was more than well grown for a mare of her age. Add to that the fact that she wore the same sorts of mom jeans and t-shirts that you saw most frustrated parents come in with, it wasn’t unreasonable. Above all else though, just the fact that she was beautiful, and with a rack dangerous enough to be considered a weapon, she appeared at first to be out of place.
Then you looked further at her, which Shining did as his hands moved on their own, going through the routines as he continued to crush Ken. Her shirt was a Legend of Epona one, with . Navi on one of her Hyrule Fields shouting on the other one, “Hey, eyes up, Epona,” which you wouldn’t find in any of the normal shops in town. Maybe Trot Topic. That would also explain where her purse, which had various Sailor Scouts on it, ahd come from, or her multiple Dragonball Z bracelets. She was a nerd by look, and yet also so out of place.
She merely smiled at him and then slid next to him as he won, her ass bumping against him, but it didn’t make him budge. That only made her giggle harder though as she tucked in part of her long, brown hair. “Well, looks like my booty can’t quite beat a royal guard, can it?”
Shining blinked a few times as he finally snapped out of his stupor and asked, “Well, I’m not a guard ye- Wait, how did you know I wanted to be one?”
The scotch mare rolled her eyes as she chose Chun Li for her own character. “Oh, come on. Just because I don’t make it to this arcade usually doesn’t mean we can’t go to the same school, does it, Shining?”
“How do you know my name?”
The mare frowned a little as she tilted her head to the game. “Maybe if you beat me, I’ll let tell you.”
Shining smirked at the challenge, before going with Ryu, just as he always did when he needed to take things seriously. After all, he had so many questions right now, and, well, he was a little distracted too. After all, the mare was standing too closer, which left their hips against one another, and her breasts almost brushed against him arm when he had to move for the last button on his side of the cabinet. Not that he dared allow it and suddenly getting her to shout at him, but he couldn’t really get himself to bring up the fact that she should move. It was an accident after all, right?
Not that he let it get to him that much, especially when after she broke his aggression early and almost forced him into a corner. The mare was good, he could see that, and at first she seemed to be a good bit better than him. Shining wasn’t too unused to her style though, because some people thought aggression was the same as skill. He just had to be patient, block when the time was right, and while he gave up the first round-
“Oh come on! You only beat me because you were using Ryu!”
Shining grinned at her as he folded his arms. “I bet I could beat you with this whole roster. Ryu is just the easiest for me.”
The mare stopped raising one of her eyebrows at the statement before a smile creeped onto her lips, and she laughed like Kefka, shaking Shining to his core with the noise. “Oh? Well then, if you can do that, then I’ll give you a reward, what do you say?”
Shining bit into his lip for a moment, before snapping back, though with none of her confidence, “Don’t you already owe me something already?”
The mare chuckled more as she chose Chun Li again. “I only said maybe, but I’ll at least give you my name: Love Tap. Happy?”
Shining opened his mouth, ready to tell her no, but she was also really good at the game. In fact, better than any of his friends, easily, and with the promise of a reward from such a pretty mare… Well, maybe he could get a kiss! Yeah, that sounded amazing! “Alright, Love, I’m game.”
And he ignored her as best as he could. Ignored the times she’d bump her rump, or turn a bit to make sure that his arm brushed against his arm. Ignored the cute words and little huffs she would give as she tried to distract him. After all, while she was one of the prettiest mares he had ever gotten to play with, she wasn’t by any means a new sort of mare for him to have to deal with. In fact, as a squad leader for his class he had to deal with a firebrand who had been held back a year, and his platoon leader, both of whom he… Shouldn’t be thinking about like this! Still, his platoon leader and his sergeant would be happy to see him using his guard’s pony focus so well like this!
Then again, they would also both scold him for doing so for a possible kiss, but that wasn’t important to him in the moment.
What was important to him was that the were down to Bison as the final character he had to beat her with. He had a pretty solid strategy for it already, but he was nervous. After all, he hated playing as the villain, so he knew Bison the least. However, after going through the rest of the roster, he knew how she played her, and he could think of a couple ways to shut her down pretty simply. If those failed him… Well, it’d be trouble.
Love Tap on the other hand had apparently decided upon two things. The first was that she would show off that she had fast enough hands to play this one handed somewhat competently. The second was that she wasn’t gonna lose, to him or to his focus. After all, she was the queen of lower Canterlot’s arcades in every way, and this guards pony wasn’t going to ignore her! Especially with what he was going to get if he actually managed to win.
So, Love Tap decided to forgo the basics of social etiquette, fair play, or decency, and as the final rounds began, dove her left hand straight down the front of Shining’s pants.
Shining, for his part, took it well. After freezing up through a spinning kick straight to the face, he got out through gritted teeth, “W-What are you doing?”
Love Tap pouted a bit, further annoyed at just how much he had ignored her by the fact that only now was he beginning to get hard, like some stupid, wonderful, video game protagonist. She didn’t stop though, especially since he was currently distracted enough that she was beginning to get some damage in, something she hadn’t even managed to do when he had played Ken. Well, that wasn’t the only reason she thought to herself as she tried to make sure she herself didn’t get distracted by what she saw in her peripherals.
After all, the noble knight of Canterlot University apparently did wield the same longsword that he trained with on him at all times from what she held in her hand. She almost wanted to call it a broadsword with its girth, as her fingers barely came over the sides of it, and she had felt like she was lifting a ten pound weight when she had pulled it out of his sweats. Now that she was able to slide her hand along the shaft, feel its pulsing veins against her fingers, and see the first drop of precum at the end of it… “C-Come on. The same handicap each match would be boring. This, uh, makes it more interesting, right?”
Interesting was definitely one word for it, and Shining groaned as her hand continued its assault. It felt a million times better than his own did, probably helped by the fact that the girl obviously didn’t work out every single day like he did. No, she had none of his rough calluses, but instead had thin digits that could trace his veins as they slid along his throbbing member. His own hips didn’t help with his focus as they thrusted against her palm, barely avoiding slamming himself right into the machine. In fact, with how good she seemed at this, all he was gonna need was another… Few…
“Round, start!”
Shining glanced back up, his eyes blinking a few times as he remembered that they were still playing, and that she was doing this in order to win! What sort of pony did that? What sort of pony would decide that giving a stallion a handjob was worth a victory in a video game?
And, as his hands gripped the controls tightly and his resolve hardened, what sort of pony wasn’t willing to just enjoy a handjob so that he might be able to beat somepony else at a video game?
Not that it was that simple of course. Love Tap was only playing with one hand, but Shining’s reaction time was shit. It was only made worse as he started to properly push against her in the game, and she decided to start pulling out new tricks of her own. The first was her thumb coming away from the rest of her fingers. It sought out his tip like some sort of demon from hell, and its soft caress made Shining groan, only for him to look back up to find another whirling kick slamming into Bison.
When a thumb wasn’t enough, Love Tap moved her whole hand to his tip, her fingers caressing it with such love, before her palm pressed against it. He could feel ever muscle in her palm squeeze and press against the tip, and he panted as sweat poured down his face in response. He didn’t dare cum though, mostly because he thought if he did, he might simply collapse. That, and it was the principle of all of it. That he could beat her without cumming…
Shining blinked for a moment as he considered how he never thought he’d think something even remotely like that, and finally put Chun Li into the ground for his first victory. He only got the respite of course because Love Tap pulled her own hand away from his cock, which was almost in pain at this point. For a second, he thought she must have been done with her attempt, something he wasn’t certain if he was happy about.
And then her shirt fell on his head.
For a second, he thought about not pulling it off, but as the announcer warned the start of the fight, and Tap’s hand found itself firmly on his cock again, he decided to use it to his advantage. He pulled it off half of his head, cutting off his peripheral vision of her, and only saw the screen.
Only saw the victory he was desperate to make happen as fast as possible.
The last fight lacked the elegance of all of their rest. At this point, the two players were a panting, grunting mess as they played. Punches fell hard one after another, with Love Tap abandoning all feigned interest in defence for pure aggression. Shining barely even noticed though, as her hand had done the same, and his ears filled with the sound of skin slapping against skin as her hand squeezed every inch of his cock with each push and pull of her arm. Nothing but fast, frantic thrusts.
It was all too much, and Shining shut his eyes as he got Love Tap in a corner. His whole body shuddered as he mashed the same attack in over and over again. If she stopped attacking for even an instant, he was probably screwed, but he didn’t care. Her hand felt too good. His cock hurt too much. He just wanted release. Needed release. Needed to give into what Love Tap was giving him.
And as Love Tap’s hand went for the block button, he stiffened like a board, and she froze. The only part of her that moved was her hand as it squeezed the base of his cock and then followed along with his orgasm. Every part of her was focused on witnessing this. Seeing what all that pent up stress from the biggest dick she’d ever seen, and met possibly since he wouldn’t just let her win, could do.
She wasn’t disappointed either. As the words, “M. Bison wins!” rang in the two players ears, Shining’s cock exploded with cum. Thick, heavy strands of seed shot from his cock, only to splash against the gaming cabinet, painting Ryu’s face with his spectacular gift. Not that one could tell once he was done, as the front of it was now painted with more cum than artwork.
It was… A lot, for both of them, but it made Love Tap all too certain that, while she had said it to be coy, she couldn’t pull back now. No, she was too excited, having stripped down to her bra having not helped, and now turned away from him as she unbuttoned the front of her jeans. “Well, um, I… I promised you a reward, and,” as she pulled her pants down, her glistening wet pussy showing itself to her prince, “I bet you can see how excited I am to give it to you, so come get your cake, stud.”
“Yeah, sorry, but I’m only not banning you from the arcade because I’d have to ban Shining too, and somehow no one else saw you two.”
Love Tap glanced back, spotting the owner of the arcade standing over her, before seeing Shining Armor just at the edge of the line of gaming cabinets, pulling up his sweat pants and disappearing from view only a second later.
For a moment, she thought about cursing him for leaving her again, before a sick smile came to her lips. “Sorry, sir. I’ll go now.”
After all, she had preparations for her next little trap for him to make, because she enjoyed this game far too much to accept a game over now. No, she would make a Continue if she had to to play with that joystick again.
Ulfer was a man of only modest intelligence (7 because of stupid fucking character creation rules that Gaffer needs to change) so when presented with a riddle that he couldn’t fix (it was a simple translation that told him to push a grave) he knew where best to go: The library! And fortunately, he found a kind priestess/monk that was all too happy to help him. After all, she was so cute, and shy, and wonderful-
And Shining scolded himself a little for putting a friend into his own campaign. It wasn’t supposed to mirror the real world that much, but with Heal Palm it felt different. After all, half the time he talked to her, he thought she belonged in a fantasy world. She was quiet, sure, and didn’t seek out many ponies, but if you could open her up, she was one of the kindest ponies in the school. Indeed, she was one pony that he was all too happy to call one of his best friends, even if they didn’t hang out too much.
Of course, then there was how she looked to help her stand out. In fact, usually to a point that she rather disliked. After all, she was an Earth Pony, but her mane was dark blue with white at the tips like frost that helped frame her face with her short hair. That alone would have made her a touch unique, but then there were her eyes. She was supposedly not blind despite the fact that she didn’t appear to have pupils, but instead had large moons in her eyes, leaving a mostly blank, white canvas for one to lose themselves in.
Oh, and of course, she had tits that were as big or bigger than Celestia’s, but Shining usually tried not to focus on those. They didn’t really fit with the rest of her cute, demure look when you looked down and had at least a half foot of wonderful, sexy flesh between you and her.
…
‘Nope. Not taking it back. She deserves the compliment.’
Shining then shook his mind to get rid of the thoughts. After all, he was there to order some old O&O books from another school. It was actually a really cool thing that apparently some kids did when the game first came out by convincing their teachers that they were history books. While they’re now recognized for what they are, the schools still like to keep some to help people make clubs, kind of like how libraries might have chess boards available for people too. Shining wanted to see what sort of old school monsters he could throw his way, and Heal Palm was the school’s student librarian at the moment. “Hey, Heal!”
The mare, who had been looking down before now, screamed for a moment as she jumped, her whole body then freezing as she stared at him. She wore a light blue, thick coat at almost all times that helped make her breasts not look quite as big, though it was a somewhat futile attempt, and went well with her white fur. She now smoothed out this coat, including a pat on her chest, which brought out the smallest whimper from her.
Even the smallest whimper was enough to make Shining’s guard instincts come into play, and his eyes softened slightly as he reached over the counter and laid a hand gently on Heal’s shoulder. “Hey, what’s wrong? Did you get hurt? I know your brother can be a fairly big asshole, but if he actually hit you for once-”
“No! No, that, um…” Heal raised a hand to let it wrap gently around his wrist. She then gave him a small smile and a turn of those eyes as her other hand stayed on her chest. “I… I had actually thought about making sure I s-s-saw you sometime t-today, but… Oh, n-never mind!”
Heal turned away, her arms crossing over her chest, Shining assumed, and getting more whimpers from her as her body bent over slightly. That wasn’t going to do, and Shining made sure she knew that by hopping over the desk with a practiced ease that came from years of training and parkour… And trying to emulate anime. “Heal, you don’t need to be afraid to tell me what’s wrong. You know I won’t judge you.”
Heal was silent for a few moments, before looking at the back office for the librarians. With the blinds drawn, it was completely invisible to most, and today was being a rather quiet day for the library… She opened her mouth to say something, before her face twisted with the pain of her throat shutting tight. Instead, all she could manage was pointing to the back room in hopes that Shining would get it.
And as he had so many times, even a small cry for help was made to be a real order for him, and he scooped her up in his arms as he strode for the office. It was something many ponies forgot about him, but he was still one of the most promising Junior Royal Guards in the school, and while he might not look strong, he could beat most stallions in any sort of contest they might want to try to put him through. Even fewer remembered that Shining Armor didn’t reference how handsome he was, or some naive idea that he just looked the part. No, his parents, and some others like Heal, knew that it was a show of his record. That there’d never be a spot on his record or armor for not being able to help someone, even at the expense of himself.
And it made Heal certain that she needed to do this, especially as each step hurt her. Not that Shining stopped, not in his haste, but she could tell that his steps got longer so that he could cover more ground with less of a bounce.
Not that there was much ground to cover, but for Heal, in his arms, it felt like a an eternity in his embrace, and her face was beat red as Shining put her on the desk. She still had to explain the problem though…
Shining looked her right in the eyes though and asked, “Now, what’s wrong,” and she thought she could faint right there and then. Instead though, she swallowed hard and smiled back at him.
“We-Well, um, uh, you see, d-do you knew what h-happens to some nature focused Earth Ponies? Well, not some. Th-That makes it sound random. Sp-Specific Earth ponies, u-usually, um, in the, uh, medical profession. M-Makes them, um… Good Midwifes?”
Shining blinked at her for a few moments before tilting his head. “What?”
Heal took a sharp breath in, her body feeling like it was going to explode any moment now as she tried again. “They always have, um, very p-p-particular body types. P-Princess sorts of bodies. Bodies with parts that usually weigh over twenty pounds and give back problems.”
Shining slowly nodded, before glancing around her. “Is your back in pain? I always thought your breasts would cause issues with that.”
“No! I mean, yes, I do, lots, but that’s not the problem now! It’s the fact that my tits are a full size bigger because of the stupid milk in them!”
Shining blinked a few times before saying, “What?”
Heal let out a long sigh as she was reminded that, for as absolutely amazing Shining was, he wasn’t always the… Smartest pony in the world. Or that the innocence that made her want to do this was sometimes a problem, but she’d rather that than him just grabbing them right now. “Um, the magic that runs through, um, Earth Ponies can make them sensitive to things like… This. So, if one has a big enough, uh, ch-chest, and, um, the right sort of affiliation…” She looked down, her knees beginning to come up as her body shook slightly in fear.
Instead it was met by gentle hands on her shoulders. “And knowing you, you aren’t willing to milk yourself, are you?”
Heal looked up, slowly shaking her head before one of her hands thumbed the zipper on her coat. “And… And you’re the only person I would… I would ever want touching them. So… Would you… Would you be willing to…”
Shining swallowed hard, before giving her a nervous smile. “For a friend, anything. Just let me know what I need to do, and I’ll try to do my best.”
Heal smiled a little at him, before swallowing hard and raising a shaking hand over to a bag in a corner. “P-Ponies like me are supposed to try to d-donate our milk, in case other mares c-can’t produce, so, um, you should find some b-basins over there.”
Shining did as he was told as he went over to the bag. At first he was a bit surprised, as the bag wasn’t small, but when he found the wide containers he started considering the fact that he was going to be milking her. Period. He could have thought about the logistics of her breast milk spraying out, but in general he was going to get to grab her tits and make sweet, sweet milk come out.
Clang!
Heal jumped at the sudden sound as Shining stood up, his hands over his crotch, but as the basin he had been holding crashed to the ground, thrown by the power of his boner, it was a little hard to deny what happened. Even harder after Shining stopped covering himself, his body going limp as he looked at Heal, who had taken off her coat.
Heal’s ‘bra’ was… Not what Shining expected, and a lot sexier than just some regular bra could have been. See, she wore a fishnet shirt instead, but what looked like a tight one, as it dug into her soft skin, let alone her breasts. The rings were also large enough that a naughtier stallion, and never a virtuous one like him, would imagine slipping his cock right through one and then inbetween those mountains of soft flesh that he imagined himself spending hours exploring as his hands flexed a little. They looked so soft, and gave way to her shirt so easily that he imagined finding purchase would be all too easy. To make it all the better, she even had white, perky nipples to solidify the metaphor forming in his head.
He then looked at her bright red face, and how she was turned away from him, and he forced his own eyes away. He couldn’t just leave them in silence though, but he couldn’t mention those so… “Um, that doesn’t look like it would give, uh, much support.”
Heal pushed one of her feet against the floorboards before squeaking out, “It can be tightened, and… I can’t normally get bras.”
Shining swallowed hard at that thought, his mind racing to the times when he found his mom’s bras and having thought about how hot that was. If he found a shirt like Heal’s in the laundry… No, that was straying to even more dangerous thoughts than what was going on now. He needed to focus. Calm down. Do… Something.
But Heal beat him to it by asking, “Do you like them?”
Shining tried stopping himself, but the words came out faster than his fist could flatten him as he shouted, “Ye-Mf!”
Heal jumped at Shining hitting the floor, before giggling a little at the groaning pile of confused on the ground. It was what she needed after all as she put her hands on her breasts, winced at the slight movement because of how swollen they were, and then letting a long breath out. “Put the… Put the basins in front of the desk. That way they can catch anything that doesn’t stick to my fur… Hopefully.”
“And then,” she said as laid onto her back on the desk, her breasts squeezed down by her arms as they crossed over them, “Um, you can… take care of yourself.”
Shining blinked a few times as he laid on the floor, before chuckling to himself. “Oh, yeah, that could probably work. I would just need to go to the bathroom for five… Ten… I’ll call you when I’m on my way back.”
Heal’s eye twitched at this point, but she was going to give him one more chance. One more before she lost it again. “No, I meant, you could, well, use, um… Use… Me to help yourself.”
“Oh trust me, I’ll be thinking of-”
“I mean that I want you to fuck my breasts, okay!”
Shining opened his mouth for a moment, ready at first to finish his statement, before, after spending a moment thinking, saying, “I’m an idiot aren’t I?”
“Yes you are, and if you say another word, I think I’m going to pass out from embarrassment.”
Shining opened his lips one more time, glanced up at the side boob he could see, and promptly shut right back up.
He got to work quickly as he set up the basins, got his pants off, and then… And then stared at Heal. She wasn’t his best friend, none of the mares he knew were, but she wasn’t by no means a stranger. Not like that Love Tap mare. Despite that though, despite how royally he felt like he had screwed up by making her need to shout, she wanted him to… To… Oh boy did he want to ask so many questions, but his dick, harder than it had ever been in his life, cried against it.
Besides, either way, she needed help getting the milk out of her tits. At least this way he wouldn’t be hard for hours afterwards… Hopefully. That didn’t make actually doing what he needed to any easier, especially with the thought they were in school, but with each passing minute also came a new whimper from Heal. A shiver, a shake, a new fear.
She was being brave, and she just wanted to be a nurse, while here he was being some coward.
So, finally, as he got onto the table, his knees straddling her stomach, and with him making sure his cock didn’t touch her yet, he lowered a hand to her breasts. They didn’t fight his touch, though he could feel how heavy they were. How full they were as pressing a finger down on her breast caused a single droplet of white cream to show up at her nipple. It was… Terrifying and amazing at the same time to him.
He was barely touching them like this though. Only his fingertips were actually touching her breast, with his palm staying away because of his own nervousness. That… That wouldn’t do it, and if her breasts were full of milk… Well, drops wouldn’t be enough. So, he had to do more. He had to get rough, but… Maybe he could talk now? “Are you ready… Ready for more?”
For a moment, Heal’s body twitched underneath him, likely due to her thinking that this was a lot already, before she furiously shook her head, unable to keep it calm or relaxed. After all, it was better that this get ripped off like a bandaid, right?
And so Shining’s hands came down, his strong, calloused palms pressing down on the underside of her breasts. His fingers slipped around the mounds, forcing breasts to come up so that he could even come close to getting a proper grip. He had to though if he was supposed to milk her though. After all, he knew from movies how that looked on a cow, and this wasn’t that different right? Not that he was that rough, but he couldn’t simply press a few fingers in. No, he got himself a good piece of each and pulled up on the breasts, loving how they yielded to his touch, and how warm they were.
The action made Heal gasp though, her body shaking underneath him as the first surge of milk came up. After all, even a small sway was enough to make the backed up udders hurt as they leaked against her thick coat. This was a lot more than her simple, graceful movements though, and she moaned as the first spurts of her milk flew into the air before dropping down, wetting her face, chest, and mane, and maybe some of it actually getting into the basins.
Shining though, his grip actually becoming firmer, leaned in as he tried to say, “Are you okay,” but only got the first word out before another burst of cream launched some of her milk right into his mouth.He stopped, his eyes widening at the thought of what she would think, before he accidentally hummed.
“Wh-Why are you humming?”
“Um… Because it tastes good.”
“You… You aren’t licking my breasts though.”
“No…”
“Oh god, I’m really that much of a fountain, aren’t I?”
Shining was quiet for a few moments, before he gave one of her breasts a soft tug, causing a few rivulets of cream to come out from even the simple, slow teasing. In response, Heal let out a long, slow moan as her body writhed slightly underneath him. “Th-They’re really sensitive, a-aren’t they?”
Heal was quiet herself, before finally whimpering out, “There… There’s a reason I haven’t been doing this myself. It’s just… It’s too embarrassing.”
Shining swallowed hard as his hands continued to gently probe her chest. It was so soft, so perfect it felt, but he knew she had had problem with it ever since she’d had a ‘growth spurt’ in Middle School. Now they just had another problem that forced her out of her comfort zone. “I can put on some gloves or something. A blindfold even. We don’t need to-”
“I want this. I-I-I want… I want this once, okay?”
Shining took in a sharp breath, wanting to tell her not to push herself, but with all she was doing already, he feared he might have been doing it for himself. Because he was scared himself. That wasn’t right. He was the knight! He was the one with a weapon, and with a mighty thrust of her spear, he would do his duty!
And his hips slamming forward, and slipping right between her breasts, was met with a surprised shriek of pain and pleasure from Heal. After all, it also came with a tighter grip on her breasts, more of her milk, this time in thicker streams that splashed onto her face or past her head, and his hard, hot, throbbing sword right between her soft, warm bosom. On the flip side, it came with the smack of their bodies against each other, his fingers digging in tight, and the shaking of her sore tits, which she knew might just get worse as she was milked.
But before Shining could even ask if she was okay, she decided it was time to keep this going, because the fire raging inside of her body vastly beat any of the pain as she shouted, “Just keep going!”
And that was all Shining needed as he thrust into her chest. Each new one sent shocks and spasms of joy through his being, mostly because this was nothing like when Love Tap helped him. No, this time, he could cum when he wanted to. He could focus on the joy of his friend’s flesh. He didn’t have to worry about any secondary reasons why they may want to do this with him.
He could just enjoy this, and drain every ounce of cum that was in his balls, something that wasn’t hard to do with what was happening around him. He didn’t know what was the best part even. Was it her breasts, which he could either grip together to form into an even more powerful vice than the shirt let them be or could be pushed and pulled so that it ground on his cock in every direction he could want them to? Or were it her nipples, which teased him with small peaks of them between large streams of her milk? Or was it her milk, which he greedily drank between shots of cum as his cock recharged?
He didn’t know. He couldn’t even tell you after the fact. He couldn’t tell you much for that matter. Just that once they were done, his friend’s chest was covered in a mix of his cum and her milk, with not a spot left that was blue, and that when they looked at each other, all they could manage were a few words, a thank you from both, and then him taking off.
And then a mare in a long, dark blue cloak that blended in with the shadows in the corner of the office, put down her book and threw her hood back. “Wow, and here I thought you considered yourself only worthy of being in a harem with him.”
Heal sighed softly, still stuck in the afterglow as she scooped a little of his cum off of her and licked it clean from her finger. “I am. I couldn’t handle ever just being alone with him after all. I just hope Cadance doesn’t mind.”
“Cadance turned him down at the end of the football game last Friday.”
“Oh. Well, um… Would you be interested in being in a harem with him, Azeroth?”
“He’s a bit dumb for me, but he makes you happy, and that dick could probably make any mare scream, so I’m not against it.”
“That is the highest praise I think I’ve heard you ever give another pony.”
“I don’t know. I think I’ve said some nice things about you before, and I’ll add to that today with the fact that I’m, proud that you managed to stay conscious for all of this. Normally you would pass out from me having been in the…” The other mare, one whose fur was gray, and her mane black, grew quiet as she realized that her friend’s eyes had opened wide, and now stayed that way as any flicker of consciousness left them.
