Super Sucker
Flitter’s New Vacuum
By Game-BeatX14
“Hey Cloudchaser! Check out this new vacuum that I got at the hardware store. The old one clogged up and broke, so hopefully this more powerful model will do the trick.”
Flitter pushed a large box across the carpet into the living room. Cloudchaser trotted over and studied the flashy packaging with an interested expression. One by one, she listed off the features written on the side panel.
“Industrial strength suction in a portable size. Cleans up anything with speed and efficiency. No mess left behind... Wow, this thing means business. How much was it?”
Flitter slapped the side of the box eagerly, her wings pumping up and down from excitement.
“It was on sale for twenty-five bits! What a steal, right? Normally it’s three hundred.” She trotted over to the kitchen to grab a pair of scissors, quickly returning to slice open the tape while she talked.
“All the employees said it’s the best one you can buy. This will make cleaning so much easier than with our old wimpy hoover.”
Cloudchaser reached out to offer a helping hoof with unpacking, but Flitter had already ripped open the cardboard flaps and lifted the machine out of its styrofoam packing.
“Look, no assembly required either! I love this thing already.”
She grabbed the power cord and flew to the nearest wall outlet to plug it in. Then she attached the three inch hose to the main unit and turned on the power switch to low. The machine instantly buzzed to life, emitting a low pitched hum. It was surprisingly quiet for its size, and the thirty gallon canister was mounted atop four polished metal caster wheels, making it easy to move around by tugging on the hose.
“Time to see what this baby can do. What should we clean up first?” She asked, while affixing a large cylindrical extension to the main tube. Cloudchaser pointed to a pile of garbage in the kitchen nearby.
“Well, our last garbage bag ripped open before I could take out the trash. See if you can-”
Before she could finish her sentence, Flitter pointed the hose at the pile of refuse. The vacuum began sucking it all in from across the room. Everything from napkins and egg shells, to larger objects like empty milk cartons were easily swallowed by the hungry beast. The items made lots of interesting sounds as they folded into the opening and rattled through, then subsequently smacked the inside of the sound-dampened canister. Gwoomp! Shluuuuuuck. Shrrkk. Ka-thwoomp! Flitter loved the feeling of power and control it bestilled upon her, as the large pile of trash quickly disappeared. Cloudchaser was more than impressed with the display.
“Geez! That was really fast.”
“Yeah. It’s even better than I expected!” Flitter cheered. “Anything else we can pick up? It’s kind of satisfying, not gonna lie.”
Cloudchaser looked around for a moment, trying to find anything else to test it on. She spotted a cardboard box of old newspapers in the corner of the living room, which were yellowed from age.
“How about that box of old articles we were going to get rid of?”
Flitter nodded, then quickly spun around and waved the extension wand at the box, creating a tornado of air that lifted the papers away in a swirling mass similar to a tractor beam. One by one they met their fate, each periodical being mercilessly gulped down. Once the contents were emptied the box itself started sliding closer. To their surprise, the vacuum had no problem mangling the rigid cardboard, making a loud thwump as it collapsed into the tubing. A visible bulge pulsed through the rubber hose and disappeared. Flitter’s eyes lit up with excitement.
“Did you see that? Nothing can clog this monster! Come one, let’s vacuum some more stuff!”
Cloudchaser rolled her eyes, sensing Flitter’s overzealous tone.
“Alright, don’t get carried away- HEY, what are you doing?! Stay away from there!”
Flitter had already turned towards Cloudchaser’s bedroom door, which was propped wide open. She pointed the nozzle at a flight suit lying on her bed, whisked it across the room and inhaled it. Kr-whoomp! It whiplashed as it hit the tip of the hose, the polyester fabric easily sliding inside. Next she swung the extension towards the floor, lifting up a rug in the process. Cloudchaser’s ears momentarily drooped as she watched her nice shag carpet get slurped up like a noodle in seconds. Yet somehow despite seeing her personal belongings get devoured, the act excited her. She became less upset, and more shocked at the raw strength the vacuum possessed. Suddenly Flitter’s obsession with using it didn’t seem so weird after all. It was almost arousing in a very subtle way, but she pushed the thoughts aside.
“How did it eat a whole rug? I could swear you put that thing on low...”
Flitter grinned slyly.
“I did.”
Cloudchaser winced. Despite her feelings, she had to put a stop to this before things got out of hoof.
“For the love of Celestia, just please don’t turn it on high or it’ll probably rip the paint off the walls. We don’t want to ruin anything around here. And can you please give me my rug and suit back? Those were my favorite.”
Flitter chuckled, acknowledging she was probably right.
“Okay, fair enough. I just wanted to try it, and low power seems plenty strong. Let’s open this up and get your stuff out.”
As she reached over to power down the unit, she accidentally swung the extension wand back under Cloudchaser’s chest. The surprised mare jumped, feeling the suction tugging violently at her cantaloupe size crotch boobs from almost a foot away.
“Hey, watch it!”
Flitter stopped and turned around, realizing what had happened. She quickly retracted the hose, allowing her tits to flop back. Cloudchaser quickly sat down and began checking them for signs of stretch marks, but all seemed well. That is, until she saw Flitter gazing down at her melons with the vacuum still running.
“Um, Flitter? What are you staring like that for?”
The enraptured mare couldn’t help herself from thinking dirty thoughts.
“I-I w-want to try it on your tits… If that’s ok.” She blushed profusely.
Cloudchaser barred her hooves protectively over her lower regions. It was both a blessing and a curse that Flitter was so open with her sexual fantasies. Although the idea seemed hot in a naughty way, she didn’t want to risk it.
“Alright, l-let’s not do anything weird here...” She stammered, while nervously dragging herself backwards.
Flitter grinned, a sort of evil and playful smirk spreading across her face.
“What? You don’t want me to suck those big, fat udders of yours?”
Cloudchaser crossed her legs, feeling aroused by the term and blushing. Flitter always knew how to coax her on, and it made her skin tingle.
“They’re not that big, I’m not a cow. S-stop it...”
“Aw, is the big titty cow scared?”
“I-I’m not s-scared! I just don’t think that’s a good idea...”
Flitter stepped closer, swirling the hose in a teasing manner. The intake pulled lightly at Cloudchaser’s mane, causing a fluttering effect. Her tone changed from lewd and dirty, to her normal comforting voice.
“Come on, don’t worry. It’ll just be for a second, I promise. If it’s too much then I’ll pull it off. Easy!”
Cloudchaser thought about it for a moment. When she put it that way, it seemed a lot safer. She graciously accepted Flitter’s reasoning. Carefully, she opened her legs to reveal her big, jiggly crotchboobs in their full glory. They were swollen with milk, making her entire lower body tingle with anticipation.
“Okay, just be gentle. Only a quick touch… Nothing more, okay?”
Flitter nodded reassuringly.
“Okay.”
Airing on the side of caution, she slowly guided the wand towards Cloudchaser’s boobs. As she got closer, the cone of suction enraptured her milky sacs and made them stretch out towards the hose. She held it in place for a few seconds, enjoying the jiggly squishing noises her tits made as they vibrated intensely. Not wanting to keep the poor mare waiting, she pushed the tube forward against the nipple of Cloudchaser’s left breast. In that moment, her innocent experiment spiraled into a huge mistake. The hose jerked violently from the sudden tight seal, swallowing up half of her breast at once. The room erupted with the loudest, sloppiest chugging sound they had ever heard, like somepony was drinking through a gigantic straw.
SHHHLLLLLRRRRRUUKKKPPP!
Cloudchaser cried out as she felt her breast implode and instantly lose all of its weight. It happened so fast, her body ejecting over a gallon of liquid like a blown fire hydrant. The hose rumbled and pulsed, gulping down all of her milk in the blink of an eye. She felt a searing pain in her nipple from the forceful siphoning. Flitter barely had time to react, struggling to wrench the hose away from her collapsing mammary. By the time she could remove it, Cloudchaser’s wings shot up in a confused state of anxiety and arousal. She looked down, nearly fainting at what she saw. Her entire left breast was completely gone, with only a swollen red nipple remaining.
“Flitter!” She screeched.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to!”
Her mind raced with regret and shame. In a moment of panic, she accidentally stumbled and swung the hose to the side, not realizing how close it was to Cloudchaser’s other remaining breast.
KAFWOOMP, SHHHLLUURRK!
Flitter got dragged forward from the large teat shrinking down to nothing in one swift motion. The hose thrashed around and undulated as over a gallon of milk shot through. She yanked it off fast as she could, but it was already too late. The damage was done, and all she could do was look with a stunned expression at her friend’s smooth, featureless crotch. Cloudchaser glared back at her with a raging combination of anger and embarrassment, wanting nothing more than to scream after losing something so private and dear to her.
“Goddammit! You sucked up my tits! What happened to being careful?”
Flitter backed up, feeling ashamed, but mostly scared of her friend’s anger. She quickly tried to save face with an apology.
“I’m so sorry. I-I didn’t think that would happen so fast... But like, weren’t your boobs getting full anyway? Nothing wrong with a little weight reduction, amiright?” She grinned uncomfortably, realizing that her attempt at a joke wasn’t helping. Cloudchaser practically had steam coming out of her ears at this point.
“A little, huh?!”
In a moment of anger, she jumped up, knocked Flitter away from the vacuum and flipped the switch from medium to maximum power mode.
“I’m breaking my own rules. Let’s see how you like it when I vacuum your big fat titties!”
She pointed the hose directly at Flitter’s crotch. The new setting was so strong that milk began to fly out of her boobs and through the air, straight into the opening. Flitter was frozen in fear, feeling violated to the core. She could only watch in disbelief as her tits were fully emptied out from her in a long and continuous white stream of milk.
“Ooh, yeah! That’s my milk now, you thieving cow!” Cloudchaser yelled.
Flitter could hardly process the sensation of losing her breasts so rapidly. As the last drops were extracted, she collapsed onto the floor, unable to keep her balance from the sudden removal of familiar weight from between her legs.
“My breasts...” She whimpered, rubbing her crotch with a concerned gaze. “They’re gone…”
Cloudchaser towered over her with a triumphant and vengeful smirk, using her tail to pull the power switch to the off position. The air got quieter, and the tone more personal. She hopped up onto the top of the canister, looking down at her defeated victim. It filled her with joy to get even.
“Yeah, that’s right. How does it feel to get your precious tits sucked up?”
Flitter was curled up in a ball at this point, lamenting her bodily loss. She knew it was well deserved, but it still felt horrible.
“Okay, I’m sorry for pressuring you! I got carried away in the first place. You’ve made your point. Are we even now?”
Cloudchaser drummed her hooves on the device, licking her lips in a lewd fashion.
“Hmmm… Not quite. There’s just one more mess to clean up, to make sure this never happens again.”
She hopped down and rammed the vacuum back into high gear, swinging the nozzle dangerously close to Flitter’s head this time.
“Agh! Cloudchaser, please don’t!”
The crazed mare showed no mercy, sucking up her friend into the hose head first. The elastic tube bulged and stretched to accommodate her form, fitting her in surprisingly well. Flitter could barely breathe inside the tight rubber tunnel squeezing around her body. There was a loud klunk as Flitter completed her journey through the tube and landed inside the storage compartment. Cloudchaser once again powered off the vacuum, blowing dominantly on the tip of the wand and jumping back on top of it.
“So, here’s the deal. I’ll let you out, but only if you promise to return this stupid thing.”
Flitter complied, not seeing much of a choice, or anything for that matter in the dark depths of the appliance.
“Okay, I promise! I’ll return it right away. Just please let me out... I have icky garbage getting in places it shouldn’t be…”
Cloudchaser jumped down from the top of the canister and cheered.
“Alright. Now we’re even!”