Squeeze

I stood on the main floor of the factory. Ponies and a few other races were scattered around, mopping up after the spill. "I'm really sorry Milky, I didn't think--"

Milky shifted in her seat. "Huh? Sorry?"

I nodded, my mask slipping off my nose. "I said I'd take you out, and they called me in, I just--"

Milky laughed softly, "This is actually really neat." She looked around the main floor. "It's really clean for a factory."

I continued to mop up the strong smelling mess. "This is the production floor too. You should see where I work." I pulled my mask back over my nose. "R and D is spotless. Bottling is pretty sparkling too."

Milky slumped into the side of her chair. "Am I gonna see it?"

I pushed the thick mass of potion towards the drain. "Uh, why not! It might not be spectacular, but I'll get somepony to order lunch for us all."

Milky smiled, resting on her side. "Hey...what is this stuff?" She pointed a hoof towards the cherry red puddles. "And what exactly happened?"

I shook my head. "There was a leak in the still piping. Love Potion Number Four got everywhere." I turned towards the other ponies, "Frantic, how'd this happen?"

A pony with a bright red mane turned to me, "Screw you!"

"I'm not the one who exploded the pipes!" I shot back, continuing to clean. "Honest accident, but still a pain in the ass."

Milky rubbed her nose. "It's a bit, pungent." She shifted about in her seat. "Good thing I'm wearing panties today."

I pointed to my mask. "Smelling the stuff is one thing, but you actually drink it and man...it's- it's rough." I turned and continued to mop. "Like aphrodisiac and Viagra...and something else that I don't know how to describe."

Milky cocked her head. "What do you mean?"

I stopped mopping, "Uh-" I leaned against my mop, "-it makes your cum thicker, makes you cum more, and cha- it's basically a good time in bed." I scratched under my mask. "We've got other stuff to. Stuff to turn ponies into griffons, griffons into humans, all sorts of things. Things for memory, for gender changes, basically anything you want you can buy here." I looked towards the large windows that overlooked the floor. "I think there's actually an outlet in the mall."

Milky leaned against the arm of the chair. "There's a store here? Where?"

I let out a deep sigh. "Holly, can you come here?" I called out, watching as a griffon peeked up over the crowd. "Holly--"

The tanned beast hopped over the crowd, slamming down next to me. "What?"

I pointed to Milky, "Can you go show her the shop? I'll take your work, you do me this solid."

Holly nodded, "You want me to take your c--"

"Right-right." I pulled my wallet out, grabbing my ID and taking it over to Milky. "I get a discount, you know how it goes."

Milky stuffed the card into her mane. "Alright, I guess I'll be there until you're done." The pair of Equestrians left me, hurrying down the hall towards the shop. I took my time, continuing to mop the white concrete down. The smell of cherries was still powerful, but the baser stench of bodily fluids had dried out. My mind wandered to what Milky would buy, my card pushing her money to the most efficient level it could.

I had to imagine she'd fill up a cart with everything she would get, and I dared imagine some uses. "She'd look really cute as a human...." I mumbled, looking down at the mop, "Freckles and all...." I obviously tried to avoid thinking about her endowments, but they presented something rather noticeable. "... I wonder if she'd have freckles on her chest too...." I stopped mopping, pressing the handle between my legs. "... God I hope so."

I went back to mopping. The floor was slowly cleaned off, the smell swirling down a drain in the canter of the room. The silvery stills and equipment would have to be hand cleaned, and I was just called in to help with the grunt work. Of all the workers in R and D I was one of two called in, and one of three people in the department that could use a mop without falling over.

"Hey Joel." A perky minty blue pony bumped my flank. "How's the brew?"

I looked back at my coworker, "Which one? Silver Streak is coming along well, no side effects besides the hair color thing, and I think that's a selling point if we spin it right."

Spearmint shook her head. "No...the real brew, the one you're keeping secret from the boss."

I scratched between my eyebrows. "Oh...the beer." I moved my hand down to my neck. "Had some last night. Better than the gnats' piss they sell in town."

Spear scoffed, "Well that's not hard. Besides it's all imported, from American and junk."

I shook my head. "You'd think they'd get some good Canadian brew, but no, the go with the worst nation at beer." I shook my head in disgust. "Can't even spell light right, how the hell they think they can brew?"

Spear shrugged, standing on two hooves. "I don't know man, I tried it and it wasn't too bad."

"Yeah, but you're a mare. Shouldn't you be drinking schnapps or some crap like that, wine, girl drinks."

Spear glared at me, her chest heaving as she balanced herself upright with the mop. "Friend, I will drink you under the table--"

I shook my head, "We had this fight, remember?" I walked over to the wall, setting my mop down. "Of course you can't, because you were blackout drunk."

Spear started to speak, snapping her maw shut half way. "Uh.... What did--"

I dug into my pocket. "I took a picture." I found my wallet. I popped it open and pulled the picture, "Want to see what you look like after a bottle of Jack?"

Spear went a bit pale. "No, and screw you. You're not supposed to take pictures of me!" Spear grabbed the picture with her magic, falling back to four hooves as she looked at it. "Oh...aw...that's cute."

I took the picture back, leading Spear to the locker room. "Passed out, belly up on my lap. You called me your dad."

Spear puffed out her cheeks as I took a hard left down another white hall. "Was I flirting, or- like...was it weird?"

I pushed into the locker room. "It was to funny to be weird. Carrie and Skinny were there, we all just started laughing."

Spear shivered, following me slowly towards my locker. "Your liver must look like crap. I mean, how much--"

"Sweetheart, you can't handle your booze." I changed out my jacket for a fresh one, the metal door of my locker pasted with picture of Milky. "It was like, two doubles and you were out."

Spear reared up, holding her hooves out. "Wait-wait-wait, was this that night I woke up on your couch?"

I nodded, zipping up my jacket and closing up my locker. "Yeah, I didn't want to risk you getting raped or tossed about, or kidnapped, or something like that." I started off towards the front of the factory, my boots squeaking against the smooth concrete floor. "Besides, it's not weird is it?"

Spear coughed softly, "Um...a little." She kicked a bottle cap down the hall, "You're with that mare you brought in, right?"

I stopped in the hall. "Uh, is there something you want to tell me?" I turned on my heel, facing the short mare. "Crush?"

Spearmint grew a bit pink. "Just a little one. I mean, we talked a lot in rehab, remember?"

I rubbed my arm. "Yeah, but you never really pushed. I'd heard mares in Equestria were supposed to take the first step."

Spear popped her mouth open, "Ah, I read human men are supposed to take the first step! Dude, I would have asked you out a long time back if I'd known!"

I scratched under the straps on my eyepatch. "Bummer. But I probably would have said no anyways."

"Oh wo--"

I shook my head, nearly lifting off my patch. "No, not like that. But if we dated, it wouldn't go anywhere. I like you too much as a friend to complicate things like that." I stretched my arms, "I'm not going to lose you just because things didn't work out romantically."

Spear smiled softly, "Yeah, to be honest I wasn't all that hyped to be with a human. I mean, you're a sweet guy, but I'm honestly not that into your people."

"Totally understandable." I stated, "To be honest I just talked with Milky about it."

Spear scratched her jaw, "Trouble in paradise?"

I laughed, starting off down the hall again. "Quite the opposite I think. Things go well today gonna sleep together."

Spear frowned, cocking her head hard. "That soon? I mean, I know she's an earth pony, but--"

"No, just sleep." I fixed my jacket. "It's cold out, and she's only been living in Van Hoover about as long as me. Not used to the cold, so sharing a bed is for warmth's sake."

Spear chuckled, pinching my cheek as she walked past. "That's adorable. But, here's my question," she flicked her tail against the wall. "You gonna be big spoon, or you gonna be a bitch and be little spoon?"

I suppressed a laugh. "Little spoon--"

"Laaame!"

I bumped Spear with my hip as I walked on. "I know. But I just want things to go slow. A slow simmer is all the better when things finally boil over."

Spear rolled her eyes. "Or, you could not bring up our job. It's like milking a stallion, gotta go slow, let it build up, then finally when everything's right, boom, cum everywhere."

I stared at the short mare, her horn sparking lightly. "You weren't wearing your mask in the main floor, were you?"

Spearmint chuckled loudly, her laugh slowly petering out. "Ha- haaaa, no I was not. But you said you weren't interested, so I'm gonna be as weird as possible!"

I smiled, "Half the staff is gonna be pregnant by the weekend."

Spearmint giggled, "The Great Potion Spill of Four Years After Luna's Return! May it be remembered as the conception of an entire generation!" She leaned against my leg. "Oh Celestia, my vagina is so hot...."

I covered my mouth to keep from giggling. "Jesus- me and Milky were going to go shopping, you want us to drop you off at the Bad Dragon outlet?"