Rarity, still eying Id with some (well, a lot) of uncertainty, once again pushed her off. “Now, Id … If this -” she gestured to the patient on the bed, “has been anything to go by, I'm not sure I want your kind of fun.”

“Awww! Why not?” Id asked. “Didn't you like it? Didn't you enjoy the feeling of -”

“Ah.” Rarity held her hand out, recognizing Id's speech as the same speech Id used to … convince her to keep going with those patient. “Speak no more of it.”

Id gave Rarity a bitter glare. She sighed and rolled her eyes. “Fine. I'll play along … for now.”

“Good.” Rarity patted Id on the shoulder and looked around the room. “Now, let's see if I can't find my way out of here.”

“Ha! Good luck.” Id said with a smirk.

Rarity gritted her teeth. Taking in a deep breath, she behaved herself and refused to engage Id with the obvious response which came to mind. A proper lady does not stoop to petty bickering.

Rarity opened the door to the hall, going slow to avoid attracting attention. She didn't want to have to explain her huge boobs if someone she recognized showed up for any reason.

“I wonder if I could find a map of the building layout ...” Rarity said to herself.

“You know, I think there's a waiting area just down this hall.” Id said, crawling up behind Rarity. Rarity jumped backwards.

“Gah!” Rarity put a hand on her chest to suppress her fast-beating heart. “Don't sneak up on me like that, Id!”

“Oh, okay.” Id said with the tone of a disappointed child. “What if I sneaked up on you like this?” Id struck a pose as though aiming to stab Rarity with an invisible knife. “Or maybe this?” Id changed the pose to a dinosaur impression. “Or what about this?” Id put her hands up over her head and sashayed her hips.

Rarity shook her head, trying to ignore how this behavior reminded her of Pinkie Pie. “Waiting area, you said? I'll go there … maybe someone there will be able to help me.”

“Oh, I don't know about that.” Id said.

“Why? Do you know something I don't?”

“I know plenty of things you don't. To which are you referring specifically?” Id asked, dodging Rarity's question.

Rarity scoffed. She wasn't going to plan these kinds of headache-inducing “exact word” games. She continued on her way until she found the waiting room, Id following close behind while pretending to be a raptor the whole time. A wide, white and blue space with several chairs and people and an active television mounted on the wall. Everyone in the room looked bored and listless.

“Excuse me.” Rarity said to a woman reading a magazine. “I seem to have gotten lost. Do you think you could point me to an exit?”

The woman shook her head.

“Oh.” Rarity got deflated by this answer, but she was determined to not give up. “I see. Well, thank you for your time.” Rarity looked around the room, hoping there would be someone there who looked like they would be able to help. She noticed an older gentleman, his gaze intent on the T.V. Rarity got a hunch he would be her ticket.

“Sir?”

“Eh?”

“Pardon me for disturbing you, but I was hoping – hey.” Noticing him gawking at her enhanced breasts, Rarity snapped her fingers. “Eyes up here, buddy.”

Though granted, she was leaning towards him, and the way they were now, her breasts were quite nice. Bouncy yet firm … big, but not too big … oh, she was getting distracted.

“Anyways, I was hoping you would be able to direct me to the exit?”

“What? Yeah, sure. Just let me finish the news.” The older gentleman assured her. Rarity looked up at the screen, trying to see how long that would take.

Noticing Rarity's attention on the T.V, the man spoke. “You might as well sit down.”

Rarity was thankful there was another seat next to him and claimed it, watching the television with the same intensity she'd seen him use.

“Reports are coming in today of disappearances around Ponyville.” A newscaster reported. “The six women who represent the Elements of Harmony have not been seen by anyone for three hours now …”

Elements of Harmony? Rarity thought. But that's … Fluttershy is out of town, you inattentive … your entire newscast is a sham!

“Normally, girls going unseen by the public eye wouldn't be newsworthy, but some residents are worried this may be part of some new villain's scheme. That's all the time we have for today.” The program switched to an advertisement.

Yes … Rarity thought. More like an old villain's scheme.

“Now, you were wanting directions?” The man asked her.

“Directions!” Rarity clapped her hands together. “Yes, please!”

After getting directions from the old man, Rarity wasted no time in heading straight for the exit. Meanwhile, Id followed her and taunted her.

“You know you're not getting out of here that way.” Id said.

“Just try and stop me.” Rarity marched onwards.

“Rarity, the only way out is play the game.”

Rarity stopped. “And just what does … “the game” entail?”

“Oh, nothing much.” Id checked out her nails. “Just doing for some other patients and maybe even some of the staff the same thing you did for those first two lucky guys.”

“Oh, let's see.” Rarity tapped her chin. “Let me think about that aannd … no.”

“Come on! You, me, working together. we'll hit this place like a hurricane! A sexy hurricane.” Id gave a filthy, naughty grin.

“My answer is no.” Rarity said. “Ah. And there's the exit.”

Indeed there was. A pair of double-glass doors with a tantalizing look at the outside world. After being cooped up with so much sterile blue for so long, Rarity appreciated the change to gaze at more lively grass.

“It's not gonna work.” Id singsonged.

“Just you try and stop me – OOF!” Rarity tried to open the door and go through. All she succeeded at doing was slamming herself into it, flattening her face and smooshing her breasts against the glass.

“Notice something?” Id asked while Rarity pried herself off.

“The door is locked.” Rarity said. She pointed to it. “Unlock it.”

“Mmm, sorry, no can do.” Id said. “That door's locked electronically, and the only one who can unlock is the administrator.”

“The administrator?” Rarity asked. Id nodded. “And how do I get to this … administrator?”

“Well ...” Id cracked her knuckles. “You're gonna have to play the game.”

“I ...” Rarity pointed her finger at Id. Deciding it wasn't worth it, she tried the door again, shaking the handle in hopes of jiggling the lock open. She pulled at it. She shook at it.

Rarity backed up, took in a deep breath, and tried a roundhouse kick on the door, meaning to shatter the glass. When all she accomplished was to bang and hurt her foot on the door, Rarity was ready to give up.

Id could see it. “Ready to give up?”

“Ready to give up.” Rarity said as she cradled her aching leg. “Okay. Who's the next … patient I have to … attend?”

“We're skipping a few rooms.” Id said as she took Rarity's hand. “We're gonna go to Room 72. He's a nice guy. I think you'll really like this one.”

“Oh, good.” Remembering how much she “liked” the last two patient, Id's words filled with Rarity with dread.

Id dragged Rarity through the halls and Rarity didn't put up much of a fight. She figured because of Discord, Id knew the place better than she did, however that worked. However, Rarity's trust her in guide was put in doubt when someone bumped into Rarity from the side, knocking her loose from Id's grip.

“Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you there … Rarity?”

“Fluttershy?” Rarity tilted her head. Fluttershy was wearing a nurse costume, similar, but different from the one Rarity found herself wearing. Fluttershy's costume was white when Rarity's was blue. Fluttershy's had a skirt, no cap, and thick, rugged pockets on the chest drawing attention to Fluttershy's breasts, which Rarity thought looked bigger.

“What are you doing here?” Fluttershy asked.

“Oh! Well, you see ...” Rarity chuckled nervously. “It's a funny story, actually ...” Rarity's attention was distracted by movement in Fluttershy's chest. Fluttershy's boobs seemed to bounce and jiggle of their own accord.

“You were saying, Rarity?”

“Oh, yes! Well ...” Rarity was once again interrupted by spontaneous bouncing in Fluttershy's chest, seemingly prompted by the slightest movement of Fluttershy's as she shifted her clipboard from one hand to the other. Rarity wondered if perhaps Fluttershy had foregone a brassiere this morning, and if perhaps this would explain her bouncy chest.

“Rarity, are you okay?”

“I'm fine!” Rarity assured her, putting her hands up as Fluttershy approached her. Except your chest appears to be trying to hypnotize and doing a good job of it! It was so round and bouncy, Rarity wanted to touch it … to feel it …

No, no, Fluttershy is your friend, Rarity. That wouldn't be appropriate. Rarity managed to jerk her head away and turn to the adjacent hall.

“Rarity?” Fluttershy asked again.

“I'm fine, Fluttershy. Really. I just remembered I have somewhere I need to be.” Rarity fibbed. “I'll talk to you later, okay?” Rarity hurried to the hall, hoping to find Id before something else got to her.

To Rarity's relief, Id hadn't gone too far. It was only another hallway between them. She seemed as though she was talking to someone.

“Id!” Rarity screamed. “What is Fluttershy doing here?”

Id turned around and shrugged. “Beats me. I only know what Discord tells me.”

“What Discord … tells you?” Rarity said. “I thought you were supposed to be my Id.”

“I am.” Id said. “But Discord gave me life, and for that, I do his bidding. Now come on.” Id crooked her finger. “We're here. Room 72.”

Rarity sighed and pushed open the door, afraid of what she might find as she headed inside.

Room 72 was not much different from Room 70. There was miscellaneous hospital equipment, chairs for visitors, and a patient on the bed. As with the other patients, his throbbing member poked out from the seams of his medical gown.

“Uugh.” Rarity shielded her eyes with her arm and backed away, remembering what happened the last few times. “I'm not sure I want to do this.”

“You have to if you want to get out of the hospital.” Id said. “It's part of the game.”

“Well, perhaps I don't want to.” Rarity said. “Perhaps I'll just stay in this hospital until I die of starvation.”

“Oh, please?” Id asked. “Just … just look at it for a few minutes.”

“No.” Rarity knew where this was going. After all, If eyes could hypnotize (and Discord proved they could) and breasts could hypnotize (and Fluttershy came close to proving so) then why not a hypnotic member?

“Please? Just one peek?” Id asked again, coming up behind Rarity and pushing towards the bed.

“I said no.” Rarity put her ankles against the floor to stop Id's traction.

“Only for a few seconds!”

“How many times do I have to say -!?” Rarity broke free of Id's grasp and turned around, wrestling with her doppelganger. In the course of the struggle, Id got behind Rarity, wrapped her arms around Rarity, and held up a hand mirror identical to the one which brought Rarity into the hospital. Id angled so it would reflect the patient's pulsing equipment.

“No.” Rarity insisted, glaring at Id from the corner of her eye. “N-O … means … no.” Rarity's speech began to slow as she observed the member in the mirror – the first sign of the hypnosis taking effect. “Mmm ...”

“There you go.” Id said in a soothing tone, stroking Rarity's hair. “Isn't it nice to just submit?”

“Submit ...” Rarity repeated, legs wobbling as the spell overtook her. The member was quite attractive … and the patient it was attached to wasn't too bad himself. Thick-muscled all around … whoever was in charge of crafting these patients had a fine appreciation for the details of the male form …

“Don'tcha just want to suck on it?” Id teased, waving the mirror around. She smirked at her upcoming victory.

“Mmm, yes ...” Rarity mumbled.

“I'm sure he'll appreciate it.” Id released Rarity from her grip, unable to keep from smiling.

Rarity walked with the gait of a zombie towards the patient. She approached the bed, getting down on her knees to put her lips to it …

And the patient grumbled and rolled away from her. Both Rarity and Id were confused.

“I … what?” Rarity said. “What's the matter? Am I not attractive enough for you?” She asked with a hint of resentment. The other patients had been so willing.

“Not at all.” The patient said. “You're very pretty. It's just …”

“Just …?”

“I prefer women with a little weight on them.” The patient said. “Thin and slim doesn't really do it for me. There's no … confidence to a girl when she gives in to societal pressure and makes sure she's paper-thin. There's no power or bulk.”

“Hmm.” Rarity got up. “Well, I respect your opinion … even if it's inconvenient for me.” Her eyes shifted towards the patient's sideways member. She turned to Id.

“Now what?” Rarity put a finger to her lip. “I want to suck him ...”

“You sound like a child.” Id giggled, pleased with how quick Rarity's turnaround was; from not wanting any part of it to desperate to suckle him. “Anyways, I have an idea.”

“You do?”

“Yes. We to find the head of the maternity ward.” Id said. “She'll know how to help your … situation.”

“Well, let's go find her then.” Rarity led the way out the door. Id lingered behind to wave at the patient with a clear “we'll be back” look and skipped out to follow Rarity.

Rarity walked down the hall, arms crossed and her head bowed as she tried to think of how to find the maternity ward head. “Where she would be?” Absent-minded, she turned into a hallway and walked down it, her eyes on the floor and not what was in front of her.

“Hmm. Maybe he'll give up this dumb game if I can avoid getting one.”

Rarity's curiosity as to who was speaking and why was answered by bumping into a midsection taller than she was. “Oh my, I'm terribly sorry, miss. I wasn't looking where I was going and – Applejack?”

“Rarity?” asked Applejack. “What are you doing here?”

"Oh, I'm, uh ..." Rarity twiddled her fingers. "I'm looking for the head of the maternity ward."

Applejack chuckled. With a nervous smile, she spread her arms and gestured to herself. "Well, you're looking at her."

“Oh.” Rarity examined Applejack's body. Somehow, she was quite tall, ripped, and busty, all features Rarity knew Applejack didn't have. Applejack's muscles were not this big. The overall effect made Applejack resemble an Amazon. “You're quite big, Applejack.” Rarity tilted her head to observe a bicep. “In more ways than one.”

“Heh, yeah. What are ya gonna do?” Applejack shrugged. “I'd tell ya how it happened, but I get the feelin' y'all wouldn't believe me anyway.”

“Oh, I wouldn't be too sure about that ...” Rarity glanced at her own impressive bust. If something could make her bust larger, it wasn't a stretch for her to think something could make other body parts larger as well.

“So, what did ya need me for?” Applejack asked.

“Oh, Well ...” Rarity traced her foot along the ground. “There's this … man, shall we say, who's into chubbier women. And I just so desperately want to please him, Applejack. I was told you could help me gain just a little weight.”

“So there's a guy, huh?” Applejack rubbed her chin. “I don't know, Rarity … changing your body just for a guy? It don't feel right. Y'all sure y'all thought this through?”

Rarity was about to admit Applejack had a point. But she remembered how her bust had changed, her lips had change, and how the previous patients equipment had changed. The body was rather malleable in this place, Rarity thought.

“I understand your concern, Applejack, but I assure you I'm aware of the risks.” Rarity said. “Won't you please help?”

“Eeeeh ...” Applejack's non-committal response indicated uncertainty.

“Use your boobs.” Id whispered to Rarity.

“What?”

“I told you I talked with Discord.” Id said. “He's put a few spells on Applejack, one of which makes her unable to resist boobs.”

“I'm not sure I believe you. Even in the context of the things I've seen already, that sounds ridiculous.”

“Who ya talking to, Rarity?”

“Hmm?” Rarity was quick to figure out Applejack couldn't see or hear Id.” Oh, no one.”

“Just follow my lead.” Id reached under Rarity's arms and put her hands underneath Rarity's breasts. Id wiggled them, giving them slight movements to tease Applejack. Slow and steady wins the race.

Rarity glared at Id. “This is ridiculous.”

“Is it?” Id replied. She gestured her head towards Applejack, whose eyes were were drawn to Rarity's bust.

“Goodness, Rarity ...” Applejack mumbled. “Y'all sure do have some really … big boobs.”

Rarity looked at Applejack's Amazonian bust. “I could say the same thing about you.”

Applejack scratched at her throat as though dry. “I would love to make them – I mean, I would hate to see them get bigger.”

“Bigger. Huh.” Rarity had already seen them get much bigger before they were shrunk.

“Come on.” Id removed her hands from Rarity's bust. “You take over. Ask her if she likes your boobs.”

“Mmm.” Rarity wasn't too pleased with this, but they were this far already. Might as well keep going. She placed her fingers under her breast and bounced them up and down. “Do you like my boobs, Applejack?”

“Y-yes ...”

“Ask her if she wants to play with them.” Id said. “And tell her to keep looking.”

“That's it, Applejack. Just keep looking at my boobs. My warm, round, bouncy boobs.” Rarity got more into the role. Applejack may have been her friend, but Rarity was a seductress by nature, and she would be darned if she let their friendship get in the way of her doing a good job at seducing someone. “Would you to play with them, Applejack? Touch them, even?”

Applejack nodded.

“Tell her to obey the boobs.” Id said.

“Just obey the boobs, Applejack.” Rarity said. “My round … jiggly boobs.”

“Obey.” Applejack repeated. “Obey the round, jiggly ...”

“Now, while you've got her entranced, ask her about the wet nursing service.” Id said.

“I've been told to ask about your wet nursing service?” Rarity asked with a raised brow before her eyes widened as she realized what she said. Rarity whipped around to Id. “Wait, wet nursing!?”

“Yeah.” Applejack said. “Okay, okay. Enough. I'll help you out, Rarity. Now quit bouncing those … beautiful things for a sec.” Applejack looked around for witnesses. “Come on.” Applejack gestured with her arm. “This way.”

Following Applejack, Rarity was led down to the far end of the hall and into a room with a drab, gray door which Applejack opened for her.

“After you.” Applejack said. Rarity stepped into the room.

“Huh.” Rarity saw the room had an empty bed and a shelf full of medicine bottles. On each bottle was what appeared to be a sketch of a body part, including arms, glutes, and breasts.

Applejack picked one up which had a stick figure on it, symbolizing the entire body. She opened the cap and dropped a single pill into into her hand. “Now, Rarity, are you sure you want to do this? After I make ya grow, I'm not sure I can make ya shrink.”

Rarity looked down at her bust again, recalling how it had shrunk. “Somehow, Applejack, I get the feeling that won't be a problem.”

“Okay.” Applejack popped the pill into her mouth. Applejack began to disrobe, taking off her doctor's jacket and pulling up her shirt, exposing her breasts.

Rarity raised her arm in defense. “Applejack, darling, what are you doing?”

“You said you wanted me to help ya.” Applejack said. “See, there's this funny thing Discord did to me – don't know if I told ya about seeing him – but I've got milk, see. And this milk can make other girls' chest get real big. That's where the wet nursing service comes in. And with these pills ...” Applejack gestured to the shelves. “I can make other things big, too. And that's how I'm gonna help ya; you're gonna drink the milk and it'll make you grow.”

“I'm … not so sure.” Rarity said, a bit creeped out by seeing her best friend's bare breast leaking milk.

“Do y'all want to win this guy over or not?” Applejack asked with some irritation. “Coz this is the only way.”

“Well ...” Rarity reconsidered. Applejack was unaware of the real reason she wanted to “win him over,” and without hypnotic influence, Rarity could think twice about her reason for doing this. Before she could vocalize an objection, Applejack was over and pushing her large, pale-white milk-filled breast into Rarity's mouth.

“That's it.” Applejack said. “Come on. Drink, Rarity, drink.”

“Mmph.” Wincing and closing her eyes, Rarity gave a light suckle. Despite her fears, it wasn't too bad. The milk tasted sweet and fresh. Rarity realized it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world if she had to drink a few cups' worth of this stuff.

This delicious stuff.

“That's it.” Applejack said. “There ya go … just drink up.”

Moaning, Rarity lifted her hands to Applejack's breast and squeezed for more milk, the warm beverage bringing a refreshing feeling. Applejack let her eyes roll around as she smiled and moaned. Rarity's enhanced lips helped here.

“Mmm ...” Rarity opened her eyes, seeing the sight of Applejack's breast inside her mouth in a different light. The soft, fleshy sphere feeding her nutritious milk …

Rarity gasped and jerked. A tingly feeling was seeping through her chest. Rarity reached up to feel her chest with her fingers as she felt her boobs fattening and widening. Copying Applejack's breasts, milk flowed out from Rarity's tips, staining the sheets she was wearing for a dress.

“Ooh ...” Applejack blushed. She reached a hand out and put a firm grip on Rarity's breast, playing with it. Rarity grabbed Applejack's hand and guided it further into her cleavage, which was getting bigger with each gulp of milk Rarity took.

Rarity was caught unawares when her stomach began to swell out to her sides, even though this what she signed up for. There was a small coughing fit, resulting in milk sprayed over Rarity's mouth and Applejack's chest. Rarity let out a groan from the sensation of the rest of her body expanding. Her stomach puffed up in front and added thickness appeared on her arms and legs. Believing she had what she came to Applejack for, Rarity started to pull away from Applejack's teat.

“Oh, no ...” Applejack said. Using her big muscles, she grabbed Rarity by the shoulders and picked her up, pinning her against the wall. Which aroused Rarity. Of course, given Discord's influence running through every inch of the hospital, Rarity would probably be aroused by something as trivial and non-erotic as flipping a coin.

“Please don't stop yet, Rarity. Use the other breast if you have to, but please don't stop.”

Nodding, Rarity pulled away from the breast and bit onto the other one, suckling with lustful intensity.

“Mmm ...” Rarity took in a deep breath through her nose as she inhaled another gulp of milk, even though she was getting bigger and bigger at the sides... the stomach, the waist, the hips. Applejack continued to run her hand over Rarity's breast, sliding her fingers along the side.

Applejack took in her own deep breath and exhaled, squirting a powerful gush of milk into Rarity, pouring milk down her throat. After this, Applejack drew away, giving Rarity a chance to breath.

“Thanks, Rarity.” Applejack's hand lingered on Rarity's bust before she set Rarity back on the floor. “I really enjoyed that.” Applejack walked over to the bed and pulled her shirt back on before sitting on it.

“Yes.” Rarity wiped some milk off with her finger. “I wasn't too pleased about it at first, but I enjoyed it as well.”

“Got everything you wanted?”

“Yes.” Rarity admired herself. “I believe I did.” While it wouldn't have been her first choice, Rarity had to admit this plus-size body did have something going for it. It showed confidence, as the patient said, to ignore society and be whatever size she wanted. There was a certain power and bulk to it, almost like an alternative for females wishing to express physical power, but not wanting to muscle up as Applejack had.

“Let's see that stud resist me now ...”

Sometime later, Rarity and Id were standing outside the patient's door, Rarity hesitating to go in.

“What's the matter?” Id asked.

“It's just ...” Rarity said. “I've had some time to clear my head, Id. I'm not sure I want to do this.” Rarity drew her chin up sharply. “A proper lady does not engage in this kind of activity. I had to change my body for this.”

“What?” Id was irritated. “You were willing to go all for it a minute ago! Get in there.” Rearing up to one side, Id swung herself like a pendulum and smacked Rarity with her hips, sending the girl flying into the room.

Rarity stumbled into the room, arms flying as she reached for something to hold onto. Her eyes (naturally – how would the sex proceed if they didn't?) fell on the enchanted member.

Rarity blushed and turned away. “Hello again.”

The patient saw her and rose up, surprised by her appearance. “Wow. You're beautiful.”

“Oh, you think so?” Rarity twirled around a lock of hair. “I wasn't really too sure about it myself, but if you like it ...”

“Yeah, no, I like it. I mean, I really like it.” To demonstrate, the patient's member gave an inviting throb.

“You do?” Rarity asked. “So – so can I … can I suck?”

The patient nodded. With surreptitious timing, Id came into the room to watch.

“Oh, but before you start, Rarity ...” Id said. “I have a little surprise for you. Granted, it's the same surprise as before, but ... I don't think you'll complain too much.” With a devious smirk, Id snapped her fingers and sat on a chair to enjoy the show.

The member did the same as Rarity's first patient. It expanded, growing and growing, pushing way past the seams of the gown. The flesh of it stretching out around its increased circumference as it grew and grew, getting bigger and bigger. Its tip was up in the air, throbbing more than any part of it.

The sight would have been little more than a neat parlor trick were Rarity not so lustfully thralled. To her, it looked amazing - wondrous - and she was eager to have it in her mouth. She knew every thick inch of it was chock-full of musk, all just for her. All she had to do was suck it out.

The patient pushed himself up and flung out of the bed, the tip of his member still poking through the gown. Rarity drooled, wiped off the drool, and got on her knees on the cold floor tile.

Rarity was eager, but not stupid. She knew she didn't have space for all of it once, so she started off nice and easy, leaning in and kissing her lips to the tip of it, smmmacks filling the air as she smooched it repeatedly. She settled into a rhythm, sucking lightly on it. Within moments, she could feel it pulse and throb, ready to give her the first of several rewards for her “good behavior.”

It didn't take long for his release to travel down his length and spray into her mouth.

Rarity made a noise of discontent. His first release was disappointingly small, especially with a member so big.

“Rarity, we both know what it is you want.” Id said. “And I think we both know you're not going to get it like that.”

Hearing Id's words, Rarity nodded and inched her way up, taking more of the huge member into her mouth, her large lips working wonders around the middle of him.

Rarity took her tongue and swept it around him, curling it around. She could feel him being to pulsate again. She could him moaning as she brought him to his limits. A string of moans escaped from him, and another release went down her mouth. This one was much more satisfying than the last, it was much larger, much thicker … and much hotter.

“There you go.” Id said, watching. “Isn't that better?”

Rarity would have nodded, were she not more focused on the task at hand. There was more musk waiting for her lips - and her stomach – to claim it, she knew.

Giving in to the please, the patient leaned forward, putting more of his equipment in Rarity's mouth. A little past where she liked, as he went a bit over her tongue. She loved the feeling on tongue, of the hot liquid passing through … she liked to savor the warmth and the taste. She loved having it in her mouth. She especially loved when the member got “fed up” with her presence and “objected” by spraying its delicious gunk all over her mouth.

Rarity sucked and slurped him, not afraid of what was going to happen next. With her expert tongue and luscious lips, it was no surprise he was able to pass his next release with such ease. More droplets of thick nectar were traveling down her throat, pleasuring her and entrancing her. She blinked, and when her eyelids opened, they were in the shape of beating hearts from a Want It, Need It spell. Rarity saw no signs of slowing down, but this release removed the member of some size, hinting it was starting to run out. And while the member shrunk, Rarity's stomach grew, gaining a little more weight.

“Ooh, look at you!” Id said, admiring the scene. “You're so cute, the way you're so eager to suck and slurp him … and who says sex can't be adorable?” Id adjusted her position on her chair. “Now, Rarity … "You're part of a special club, now," Id told her. "A club of women called bimbos. And bimbos suck and swallow every drop. They never let go of their man until they've taken every last drop from them. Are you a good bimbo, Rarity?”

Rarity's playmate was overwhelmed and orgasmed into her one more time. It seemed as though this release was even thicker and hotter than the last, as though the heat and thickness was increasing with every release.

Sensing he was on his last leg, he began to pull away. Rarity wrapped her hands his thighs, taking hold and refusing to let go until she had taken her tongue and licked him clean, swallowing to the very last drop, as Id told her.

“I'm ... I'm a good bimbo.” Rarity said while the exhausted patient took himself away from her mouth.

“Hmm.” Id's eye was drawn to the patient. She rocked her head back and forth, pondering something. “Should I, shouldn't I, should I, shouldn't I ...” Id snapped her fingers. “Too late, I did.”

“Whoa-oh!” The patient moaned and stumbled on his feet. Id's magic made the member, which had lost its enhanced size, grow again, regaining the huge size it was before he and Rarity began.

“Now, Rarity ...” Id said. “If you're really a true bimbo, then you won't -”

Rarity pounced on the hapless patient, taking his member back into her mouth and subject to the tender ministrations of her tongue.

“ … hesitate.” Id smiled, wrapping her arms behind her head.

The patient, accepting he was doing this again, thrusted forward. Eventually the force of his member pushed Rarity towards the floor, where she lay flat on her back while he got down on top of her and shoved himself further and further into her mouth.

Rarity welcomed his forceful presence. She'd been afraid, at first, of his member being too big for her throat, but either she had learned how to adjust for the size … or there was a side-effect of the growth she'd been experiencing in her body which made the inside of her throat bigger.

Either way, she loved it. She couldn't wait to experience a full release with the whole size of the member parting her lips and inside her throat.

As her sucking got louder, Rarity decided she liked this position. All she had to do was lay back and wait for her generous patient to pour his release down her throat.

“Oh, Rarity ...” The patient moaned. “You're such a ferocious, voracious sucker ...” He opted to reward her by bobbing his member up and down. It pulsated once before unleashing another gush of his seedy ooze for her to swallow.

“Mmm ...” Rarity's eyes rolled to the back of her head. She loved this. Maybe if she had played her cards differently, maybe if she had fought more with Id earlier, she might not be here now. But it was late too now. His releases were too hot, too powerful to even think about resisting. Let the people call her what they will; addicted, crazy, “bimbo,” but there was no denying she was hopelessly, madly in love with the taste. She was helpless to resist and powerless but to swallow his spooge, his delicious spooge.

I can't help it … Rarity thought to herself. It'sh sho ta'shy … even her thoughts were slurred.

“That's it.” Id told her. “You don't need to worry about a thing anymore besides just sucking and swallowing … sucking and swallowing.”

Sucking and swallowing. Sucking and swallowing … repeated in Rarity's head. She was going to suck him a little more and suck him a little more and suck and suck before swallowing and swallowing some more.

The member pulsed and throbbed. Huge lumps formed along its length comparable to what happens when a garden hose gets obstructed and the water gathers in one area, swelling up. Each lump traveled down its length and into Rarity's mouth, spilling out more spooge for her. Each subsequent release was larger, hotter, thicker than the last. Near the end, it was like she was swallowing boiling swampwater.

Her stomach began to grow again, pushing out to the sides and swelling up.

Hey, all that spooge needed to go somewhere …

Feeling increased weight and pressure in her glutes, Rarity couldn't help but feel around herself and spank herself, hoping to dispel the pressure.

“Oh, Rarity!” The patient moaned with glee. “You're getting so thick!”

Did she hear that right? This man, with an enhanced member pouring nectar down her throat, had just congratulated her on being thick? Of course, given it was her entire body growing while he had just one body part, it may not have been a fair comparison.

Another release traveling down her larynx derailed those thoughts. It was so good. She had to suck every inch of him, she had to be sure she sucked the life out of this stud. There were more releases, and with each release, Rarity's belly got a bit bigger, as did the rest of her.

The patient moaned and moaned, getting it out of his system, giving her more spooge to drink. Rarity relaxed, letting it flow into her. The patient signed, his releases beginning to stop. He drew away from Rarity to let her breath.

Rarity had known the releases were getting hotter, but she didn't see how close she was to scalding her tongue until she opened her mouth and fresh clouds of steam escaped from it. Sitting up, Rarity wondered what kind of drug the staff had given these men to make their releases taste so good.

Id got up and leaned forward, breasts hanging in the air. “Did you enjoy your spooge?”

“Sph ...” Rarity mumbled. “Shhpooge?”

“Yes.” Id giggled. “Spooge is the name – well, a name – for that tasty stuff you've been drinking out of his member for the last, mm, half-hour to an hour.”

“Oh. In that cashe ...” Rarity nodded. "Yesh."

“Isn't it nice to be a spooge-sucking bimbo, Rarity?” Id asked.

Rarity nodded again.

“Of course it is. Now, why don't you take a nap?”

"Mmm ... what if I ... don't wanna?"

Half-amused, Id snapped her fingers.

The patient returned, pushed his member into Rarity's mouth and released. Rarity's eyes widened for a brief moment as she savored the taste, a moment before the taste overwhelmed her and knocked her out.

“Ugh ...” Rarity groaned, coming to. She rubbed her head and rolled over on the floor. “Wha-what happened?” Rarity saw Id sitting on a chair, flipping through a magazine. On the bed, there was a patient napping. A male patient. It didn't take Rarity long to realize what transpired.

“Oh, son of a … I fell for it again, didn't I?” Rarity pushed herself up.

“Yup.” Id said.

Rarity sighed, wondering how much of more of this she was going to have to put up with before she could find a way out of here. She noticed her own body's increased size, pushing out all directions, the sheets barely fitting.

“Hmm.” Rarity turned around to observe herself. Her entire body was enlarged. Her arms were thick, her sides jutted out and her stomach was flabby. She also noticed an increase in her, ahem, tuchis, shall we say.

“I look like I came out of a Rubenesque painting ...” Rarity muttered.

“What's the matter?” Id said with a degree of snide. “You don't like it?”

“No, no.” Rarity continued to examine herself. “I never said that.” She did like this body. It still had the same “bulk and power” appeal as the plus-size form she took from Applejack's milk. But this was more plus-plus-plus size. “I feel like I should be made some kind of baroness ...” She believed the term for this kind of bodyshape was “big beautiful woman.”

“I do like it.” Rarity said, twirling around. When her foot landed, it made a stomp. “But … I do know how easy it is for someone to change size while inside these walls. And having now experienced both being big and being thin, I think it's fair for me to say which I prefer. So, Id … if you would make me thin again.”

“Aww, really?” Id said. “I kinda like you this way.”

Rarity furrowed her brow. “Id, I asked nicely. Don't make me get rough.”

Id chuckled. “The way your body is right now, I don't see a rough edge on it!” Id burst into laughter at her bad, tasteless joke. She quit laughing when Rarity pushed up against her, using her size to press Id against the wall with the unspoken threat of crushing.

“Id.” Rarity growled. “Help get this – I don't want to sound negative, but this fat off me."

“Okay, okay.” Id pushed Rarity off, which was a lot harder than it sounds. “I'll help you get rid of your fat.” Id giggled and snorted. At first, Rarity thought she was being juvenile, but it began to sound more like Id knew something Rarity didn't. Which wouldn't be surprising, given her communications with Discord.

“Come on.” Id grabbed Rarity's hand. “This way.”

Rolling her eyes at being dragged by hand to somewhere again, Rarity nonetheless allowed Id to lead out from the patient's room, down a few halls, and into a supply closet. The shelves were stacked with medicines and vials.

“Wait here a minute.” Id went by each shelf, gathering up medicine bottles and an empty medical cup. She dropped all the medicines it, crushed them, and stirred it with her finger. The end result was a glowing purple solution in the cup.

Id handed the cup to Rarity. “Drink this.”

“Mmm.” Rarity twirled the cup. “I don't know … are you sure it's safe?”

“It's fine!”

“It's glowing.”

“Look, you said you wanted my help.” Id gestured dramatically to the potion. “There it is, in that cup.”

Rarity sighed. Not sure why she was trusting Id, Rarity lifted the cup to her mouth. “Well, here goes nothing, I suppose.” She tilted her head back and downed the solution. She was expecting to either taste like awful medicine or more drugged breast milk or some such, but it wasn't bitter, not did it put her in a trance.

“That wasn't too bad.” Rarity said.

“Of course not! The next bit is the hard part.” Id said.

Rarity took in a deep, pained breath as she felt all of her sides constrict and contract at once. Slowly but surely, the weight she gained from Applejack and the patient went down. Her stomach and sides tucked in, her legs and arms thinned out, and as an added benefit, her breasts and lips began shrinking closer the size normal people had.

“Ah.” Rarity sighed, relieved to be back to her old self. She watched with a smile as her chest shrunk and shrunk, her arms getting thinner and thinner …

Wait a minute. The arms … they were getting too thin.

“What?” Rarity lifted her right arm up and watched as it got thinner and thinner. Checking her chest, she saw her breasts getting even smaller than the size they were before Discord transported her into the hospital. “I ...ooh, I should have known better than to trust you, Id.” Rarity grabbed at her breasts, trying to hold onto them as they shrunk into her chest and made her … flat. Flat as a plank of wood. Not just flat as “small breasted,” flat as in … her breasts seemed to disappear.

“Id!” Rarity screamed and grabbed by the collar of her dress. “What did you do to my breasts?”

“You said to help you get rid of the fat.” Id said. “I thought you knew breasts were fat tissue.”

“You ...” Rarity gave Id a shake. “I love my breasts, you brute! I didn't want you to take them away!”

There was a moment of silence as what Rarity said sunk in.

Id cracked up. “PFFFF AAAH HA HA HA HA HA!”

“I ...” Rarity shoved Id away. “That came out wrong! That came out horribly, horribly wrong!”

“Man.” Id laughed. “I always knew you were vain, Rarity, but I didn't realize you would go that far! Hahahaha!”

“Now, Id ...” Rarity rubbed her hands, trying to think of what to say.

“Say, when you're in the shower and you think no one's looking, do you lick them?” Id asked.

“Now, Id!” Rarity grabbed her by the dress again.

“Oh, chill out.” Id said. “I was just messing with ya.” Before Rarity could vent her frustration in the form of physical violence, Id pressed up against her, grinding their abdomens together. Feeling a tinge of pleasure, Rarity let out a moan and calmed down a little.

“What?” Rarity said. Dropping Id again, Rarity felt around her thighs, eventually reaching to her abdomen. She felt around to test her theory.

Needing a moment to think, Rarity breathed in. Placing a hand over her forehead, she asked the question on her mind. “Id?”

“Yeeees?”

“Did your medicine … turn me into a male?”

“Maaaaybe.”

“I don't ...” Rarity drew a hand over her hand. “I can't – I don't how to deal with this.”

“Aww, you're fine.” Id said. “You look great!”

Rarity pushed open the door. “A mirror. I need a mirror.” If nothing else, she could at least see she how she looked as a male. Or would it be “he could see how he looked”?

Rushing down the hall, Rarity tried to find a bathroom. Seeing a window at the end of the hall, Rarity decided it would do. Walking up to the window, she leaned in close to examine herself – himself?

“His” features didn't change much from when he was a she. His face was still round and her body was still lithe. His hair had shortened, though not by much. It wasn't horrible, except for the part where he was a freaking male! His dress and makeup hadn't changed, either, so he was stuck wearing eyeliner as guy. Which by itself wouldn't be so bad if it had been applied as such, but it had been applied as a female and grafted onto a male. The two required vastly different styling, darling! And without her breasts to hold them up, the sheets Rarity had been using fell loose on his body, making it look he had escaped from a bad toga party.

“Oh, what am I going to do with this?” Rarity wondered.

“R-Rarity?”

Oh, please no. Rarity thought. The last thing he-she needed right now was for Fluttershy to see her like this. Rarity turned to greet her friend. “Hi, Fluttershy-ai-ai ...” Rarity was stunned. To her new male eye, Fluttershy's breasts looked three times bigger, even Rarity knew they were no bigger than Rarity last saw. (not that that would have been surprising, considering) No wonder guys were always staring! Rarity would probably stare too if her biological eyes made every woman's chest appear three times as big as it actually was.

“Are you … okay?” Fluttershy tilted her head.

“Aah, ahh … what do you mean?”

“There's something different about you.” Fluttershy narrowed her eyes. “I can't quite put my finger on it.”

“I have no idea what you're talking about.” Rarity fibbed, trying to look away. Fluttershy was walking from side-to-side, trying to examining Rarity from different angles. She probably didn't realize how every step she took made her boobs jiggle and sway. If Rarity had found it difficult to look away as a fellow woman, it was impossible as a guy! Which got her wondering, did the potion altered her sexuality as well as her physical sex? Was she still “straight” if she were to date other guys, or as he, would it be considered homosexual? Oooh, gender bender potions open up all kinds of tricky questions.

“I got it!” Fluttershy's decree snapped Rarity back to reality. “You did something with your hair!”

“Uh, yeah, that's it.” Rarity assured her. “You guessed it, Fluttershy.” Rarity was hopeful this would be the end of it, but she noticed something.

His hand was on Fluttershy's boob, moving fingers around to play with it. Fluttershy noticed it too. Evidently, Rarity didn't even realize Fluttershy's chest had already hypnotized her into a trance.

“Oh, um ...” Fluttershy said, looking down.

Fluttershy stared at Rarity's hand for a long time. She reached up and put her hands on Rarity's wrist. “Rarity, do- do you want to play with my – my boobs?”

“Oh, Fluttershy, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean – I wasn't thinking! Wait, what did you say?”

“I, um ...” Fluttershy's fingers drummed on Rarity's wrist. “I asked if you wanted to play with my boobs.” Fluttershy blushed and shirked away. “I mean, it's okay if you do ...”

“I ...” Rarity was confused. The Fluttershy she knew would have screamed and died of embarrassment if this happened. Maybe she didn't know Fluttershy as well as she thought …

Or Discord had brought Fluttershy's Id to life and subjected her to similar experiences as the ones Rarity went through where she became easily mind-controlled and prone to sexual situations. Yes, that was a much more plausible scenario.

Rarity was going to say no, but she saw Fluttershy drumming her fingers along his wrist. She was looking down at them expectantly and her gaze rose to Rarity with a nervous smile, as if she wanted this, as if she was trying to say “go on, do it.”

Succumbing to Fluttershy's natural cuteness, Rarity agreed. “I would love for you to let me play with your breasts, Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy's smiled broadened. She stepped closer to Rarity. Rarity put his hands on both of her breasts, rubbing and massaging them. Fluttershy's blush was as red as it could be, but so too was her smile wide.

“So, what have you been doing?” Fluttershy asked, standing on her tiptoes to present her chest.

“Oh, not much.” Rarity lied. “Got tricked into coming to this hospital, had a few, hmm, close encounters and one thing lead to another and I found myself turned into a man.”

“Mmm. Isn't that just the way?” Fluttershy asked, watching as Rarity's hands rolled over her spheres. “Wait, did you say you were turned into a man?”

“Yes?”

“Like … a full man?” Fluttershy asked with a raised eyebrow.

“I believe so.” Rarity said. Getting uncomfortable, she stopped rubbing Fluttershy's chest. “Why?”

“Because.” Fluttershy grabbed Rarity's hand. “If you're willing … there's something I want you to do to me.”

“What kind of something?” Fluttershy gave Rarity the most seductive glare she could manage. “Oh, that kind of something. Gee, Fluttershy, I don't really know ...” Rarity rubbed the back of her head.

“Oh, please?” Fluttershy asked, holding Rarity's hand. She backed away. “I mean, I don't want to make you do anything you don't want to, but ...”

Rarity took another long at Fluttershy's face. She was nervous, but Rarity could see she was lustful. And whether it was on purpose or by accident, Fluttershy was showing her natural cuteness again, which made it hard for Rarity to say no.

“Okay.” Rarity said, shaking Fluttershy's head. “For you, Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy gasped. “Oh, yay!” She hugged Rarity. “Thank you, Rarity. I want to you know it means a lot to me that you would say yes.”

“Well ...” Rarity smiled. “I am known for being generous, am I not?”

“Oh, yes. This way, please.” Fluttershy took Rarity's hand and guided her. “I have a spot all picked out.”

This was the third time today Rarity found herself being guided from one area to another by someone holding her hand. She contemplated making a drinking game out of it, but realized there wasn't any alcohol around for her to use, and it might have aphrodisiac-mind control drugs in it even if there was.

Fluttershy led them to a janitorial closet. She threw Rarity in there with a tango move and locked the door behind them.

“Discord's … been having me work here as nurse.” Fluttershy said.

Oh no. Rarity thought. I know what means.

“It's been nice helping the patients, but some of them, um … require more exotic treatments.” Fluttershy said. “And you know how it is, don't you, Rarity? After you get some ...”

“You want some more.” Rarity said. “I know, I know. And I'm … happy to give it to you, Fluttershy.”

“Thanks.”

“Oh, it's no problem.” Rarity said. “I'd rather it be me than some random patient anyhow. Shall we start?”

Fluttershy smiled and got down on her knees. She put a hand on Rarity's skirt and pulled. She went slow, to keep Rarity comfortable. When the skirt (and everything under it) was pulled around Rarity's ankles, Rarity and Fluttershy could see Rarity was most certainly a male.

Fluttershy opened her mouth and leaned forward. Rarity winced and drew back.

“Rarity?” Fluttershy asked. “What's wrong?”

“Nothing, I ...” Rarity said. In truth, she was thinking about what happened with Patient 72. The “medicine” Id gave Rarity could have done more than just make her into a him. She worried if there was going to be any side-effects if Fluttershy … swallowed.

“It's okay.” Fluttershy said, reaching a hand on Rarity's stomach. “We don't have to do this if you don't want to.”

“No, no, I want to.” Rarity said. “For you.”

Fluttershy nodded. “Okay. But if you ever get uncomfortable, if you ever want to stop, I want you to scream “red light,” okay? That will be our safe word.”

“Okay. Continue, Fluttershy.”

Fluttershy put her lips to Rarity's equipment, the same Rarity did to Patient 72 at first. She kissed and nursed it, bringing Rarity a deep pleasure. There was something alien and satisfying to it.

Sometimes, Rarity wondered why males could get so eager about sex. Now she knew.

Breathing deeply, Rarity exhaled, trying to relax so his tense muscles could make giving Fluttershy her reward easier. Much as with the patient, it didn't take long for the member to burst, dousing poor Fluttershy's mouth with release.

“Mmm.” Fluttershy let the release play out before drawing away. “Hmm?” Fluttershy reacted in surprise when her breasts jiggled. She grabbed them, trying to get them to stop. “Why are my breasts jiggling?” Fluttershy made a sour face and brought a finger to her lips. “My lips feel funny, too ...”

Rarity knew why. Rarity knew exactly what was going on. It was the same thing as with her first patient. The release was going to make Fluttershy's breasts and lips grow.

Per Rarity's expectation, Fluttershy's breasts grew. They bounced and bounced before expanding up and out, ripping a hole in her shirt perfect for peeking at her cleavage. So did Fluttershy's lips, puffing up as though she had applied some really high-quality lipstick to make them look bigger. But they didn't just look bigger, they were bigger.

“I know what this is, Fluttershy.” Rarity said. “You'll be fine. But, um, would you keep going?”

Fluttershy glanced at her chest with a look of lust, knowing if she did keep going, it would keep growing. With a smirk, Fluttershy went back to nursing Rarity. She curled her lips around the tip of the member and rose up, rubbing it with her exposed cleavage.

“Aaaah … aaah ...” Rarity moaned. He never realized how good this felt from a male perspective. He could feel himself about to give way. He felt the throbbing, the pulsating, the burning sensation and anticipation which happened just before release. With Fluttershy's bouncing boobs, his next release proved easier than the first.

“Ooooh … ooooh!” Rarity howled, pumping Fluttershy's mouth. He felt both guilty about doing this to Fluttershy (even if it was consensual) and satisfied about doing this to a willing participant. “Oh, Fluttershy, I hope you're loving this as much as I am! Oooh!” Rarity tensed up as his release continued. Fluttershy nursed and licked him, making sure to get everything before gulping down hard.

“I am.” Fluttershy said. “I certainly am. MMPH!” Fluttershy's arms crossed over her breasts as they shook again, warning of their impending growth. With a shake, they blew up in size, ripping Fluttershy's dress even more. Fluttershy rubbed at her lips as she sensed they were growing, too. They swelled out and popped out, pinker than ever and looking as though she had a botox injection. Rarity eyed them hungrily, imagining those thick lips on his member …

“Ooh.” Fluttershy moaned, playing with her breasts in one hand and with her lips in the other. “Thith feelth really good.”

Rarity stifled laughter. “W-what did you just say?”

“Hmm.” Fluttershy picked and pulled at her lips. “I gueth my lipth jutht got tho big they gave me a lithp.”

Rarity chuckled. “Oh, I'm sorry, Fluttershy's, it's just … this is hilarious.”

“It'th okay.” Fluttershy said. “It'll go away, I'm thure.” Fluttershy held hands out. “Wait, wait … “thith ith hilariouth.”” She quoted, causing Rarity to laugh even more.

“Oh, oooh-hooo! Oh, that's rich.” Rarity said.

Fluttershy, not hearing any objection, put her lips to good use on Rarity's still-active member. Rarity was caught by surprise and moaned loudly, but he would probably moan loudly even if he'd been prepared.

“Oh, okay, I guess we're doing this again.” Rarity noted as Fluttershy grabbed his thighs and steered him towards the wall. “Oh, oooh ...” Fluttershy's lips felt amazing. They were so thick, yet soft. And so big, it felt as though they had taken the entirety of Rarity's equipment into themselves; forget about the throat. Big lips were the new thing.

“Haaaa, haaaaa …” Rarity moaned. Unable to resist Fluttershy's expert suckling combined with those diva lips, Rarity thrusted forward, subjecting his entire member to Fluttershy's pillow-y lips. “Ooooh, yes … yes. Mmm. Mmm!”

“Mmm mmm!” Fluttershy agreed, enjoying this as much, if not more than Rarity was. She used her tongue for a long slurp and took the equipment further into her mouth, the tip of her lips touching the base of Rarity's equipment.

“Gaaaah!” Rarity cried out in pleasure as his last … wonderful release happened, giving Fluttershy a heavy dose of release. “Yes, yes ...”

Fluttershy's boobs were loud as they grew out again, expanding and increasing in size. They ripped the shirt further and further until it gave out, allowing Fluttershy's boobs and brassiere to hang loose. Rarity could feel her lips growing, too.

“You need more.” Rarity said, thrusting forward. "Yes, big breasts suit you, Fluttershy ... a nice pair of big, big, big bouncy boobs." She wanted to make Fluttershy's cleavage grow. She wanted them to crack their cloth confinement and break free of the brassiere, exposing their massive size for all the world to see. Men (and lesbians) would flock from miles to worship her massive breasts …

Rarity may have been imagining some kind of power fantasy using Fluttershy as a proxy.

But Fluttershy took what Rarity was giving her without complaint, taking it all into her system. Rarity was getting what she wanted, as Fluttershy's breasts and lips continued to grow. There were groans of protest from the brassiere as it struggled to hold Fluttershy's monumentally-increasing orbs. A snap followed as the first strap gave out, soon followed by another snap, and another snap, and another snap before the now-useless bustier floated to the floor. Fluttershy's lip increase was less destructive, her lips growing and growing until they were nearly the size of her forehead. Rarity's release finished and Fluttershy separated.

“Th'ankth, Raritwy.” Fluttershy said, her lithp – lisp have gotten more comical with the increase size. “I weawwy appwicate thith.”

“You're ...” Rarity struggled to hold back laughter. “You're welcome, dear. Now if you'll excuse me ...” Rarity pulled her skirt up and sunk to the floor. “That was exhausting, so I think I'll take a nice, long nap.”

“Thweet dweams.” Fluttershy stayed until Rarity settled onto the floor. Once Rarity was comfortable, Fluttershy got up and left.

“Fluttershy!” Discord appeared, flying in from the hallway. “There you are! I've been looking for you.” Discord stopped and saw Fluttershy's enhanced bust and lips. “Oh, helped yourselves to a patient, did we?”

Fluttershy blushed. “You could thay that.”

“Hmm. Let's do something about those lips, shall we?” Discord snapped his fingers and Fluttershy's lips shrunk back to normal. “Now, as I was saying -”

“Um, Discord?” Fluttershy said. “Would you mind doing the same for … these?” She gestured at her massive hanging boobs.

“So demanding!” Discord whined. He snapped his fingers and Fluttershy's bust shrunk back to more reasonable proportions as well. “Now, as I was saying, I have a new patient for you.”

“A new patient? Where did I leave my clipboard?” Fluttershy looked around.

Discord waved. “You won't be needing it for this one.” Discord held out a potted plant. “It's just this pet plant of mine here. I need you to take care of for a day or two.”

“Okay.”

“Be careful.” Discord said, giving the plant to Fluttershy. “You'll find a note attached with care instructions in the soil.”

“Oh my.” Fluttershy blushed as she read the note. “This is a very … um, interesting plant, Discord. Discord? Where did he go?"

Rarity was sleeping soundly in the closet when unfamiliar sensations roused him from his sleep. Rubbing his tired eyes, he tried to figure out what was happening. “What time it is? Five more minutes, mother … hmm?” Rarity clutched at his chest, pressure building up in it.

“Gah!” Rarity reached for his abdomen. His body rocked back and forth as spasms went through him. He grimaced as it seemed like his abdomen and the inside of his stomach was contorting in on itself. The painful feelings stopped with a pleasant taking their place.

He could feel his hair growing longer, reaching near his hips. Lumps appeared in his dress from his chest, which got bigger and rounder until they were the size she had before entering the hospital.

Seeing she was a woman again, Rarity let out a sigh, relieved to be back to normal. At least until Id found and tricked her again.

“I can't believe how much I missed these.” Rarity grabbed her breasts and kissed them. She laid back down to finish a much-deserved, long, long nap, but before she did, she let slip these words …

“... I love my breasts.”

Author's Note

I tried to make the scene with Fluttershy and Rarity more of the "sweet" kind. Let me know if I did a good job.