Author's Note

[Milking] [Explicit]
Characters: [Rumble] [OC]
By Daxn
Edited by Blonde Blue Eyes

[NSFW] Run by Daxn

Rumble regretted having followed his brother, Thunderlane, to the Expo in Mediolanum.

Being strapped by the hooves to a hard table in a dark room with only the green lights of machinery and beeping as company was no fun at all, contrary to the presenter’s claim: that it was a test run for a new, exciting machine. Thunderlane had come out from the machine's room looking quite satisfied, saying it was really as enjoyable as advertised.

By now, Rumble had been strapped in for about three minutes and left hanging without anything to do besides contemplate the open door, look at his own body, try to locate where the beeping was coming from, or just think.

This is so boring, so friggin' boring... he thought with a sigh. Something must have been triggered by the thought because, as soon as he thought it, there was a loud whirring sound that drowned out all the others, made Rumble’s ears perk, and caused him to look around.

What was that?

He was quickly answered as a small tube dropped down from the ceiling, landing on the table. Rumble could see that it was transparent with a small black piece at one of its ends and a yellow and green cable connecting it to the ceiling and, likely, the rest of the machine. Shortly after, there was a muffled mechanical sound from under the table as it slowly went from the original horizontal position to vertical. The table reached the ceiling of the room where it suddenly stopped, causing Rumble to recoil, shouting out as he tried to re-adjust himself. When he had done so, he was left with yet another period of loneliness and silence, broken maybe a minute later by the sound of hoofsteps and the sight of the attendant mare, walking in with a feather in her mouth. She had black mane and a lab coat tied to her waist.

Rumble looked sideways at her, and she spoke to him behind the feather. "Sorry, that feature isn't quite ready yet," she moved the feather around in her mouth as she used the tip to tickle his balls and slowly drag it up to tickle his sheath, "and we'd like to give our users a nice experience with the product," she sing-sang. Rumble registered the tickle (which made him giggle) and another feeling that made his cock get hard, and, immediately, the mare took the tube in her hooves and set it over Rumble's small dick before leaving, winking to him just before walking out.

Oh, I think I get it now. It's... he mumbled a little before realizing he had nothing to which to compare it. Actually, I still don't know what this is all about. A green aura enveloped the tube, and, shortly after, it pulled itself off to retract into the ceiling just as a pair of pincers slowly descended, each with half a ring. The halves brushed against the main body of Rumble's small dick before being joined together at the base of the sheath, making it swell and throb a little.

The colt’s ears retracted against his head. He could only look in front of him to attempt to process what was going on--better yet, to understand why a ring had been placed around his junk by a piece of machinery with ambiguous goals and what might happen next.

Seriously? Is this what my brother was talking about? This is it? I could do this at home by rubbing my balls and putting a rubb--

He stopped himself when he realized that something else was going on. Specifically, two small, silvery stripes, attached to red wires, hanging from the ceiling, were delicately applied to his testicles by two arms shaped like rolling pins. Over his member, they placed something resembling the tube from before, but less elongated, with an empty tube at the closed-off, upper end and the lower end engulfing his dick.

As the tube fully enveloped his junk, reaching the end, Rumble felt something lodged within the tip against his sensitive head. As he winced in pain, with a small whirr, a pink, ball-shaped object, fixed on a mechanical arm, came into Rumble's view from under the table.

Oh, Celestia, what's going on? What the hay is going on?! He nearly panicked, shaking his head rapidly and beginning to sweat.

Suddenly, Rumble felt a small electric shock to his testicles, and he let out a small hiss of pain. As the pink object started to vibrate and buzz, much to his continued discomfort and bewilderment, it slowly lodge itself up Rumble's butt.

Unsure of what to do, he sighed, closed his eyes, and let the machine run its course, waiting for it to free him.

Time passed, and the machine continued to deliver small shocks, the pink ball kept doing its work, and the tube remained in its place, making a sucking motion at irregular intervals.

After a bit, Rumble felt that the shocks passing through his testicles didn't hurt anymore, and the object lodged in his anal cavity was now humming and shaking pleasantly. In fact, he felt a little funny, almost happy and invigorated.

Well... now I get it... a bit... Rumble thought as he blushed a little, feeling his unusual pleasure peak.

He felt something coming out of his penis, and, before Rumble could tell what it was, he saw small white spots traveling up the thin tube connected to the bigger one that was covering his penis.

Weird... but I think I can let it go on, he thought as he let the machine keep pleasing him.