Rarity To Room 69 ...

“The Administrator ...” Rarity tapped her head, trying to think of where she heard the term before. “The Administrator … oh! The Administrator is the one who control the electronic lock on the door! So if I were to seduce him, he would unlock the doors and I could get out of here.” Rarity looked at the door behind her, where Fluttershy was. “And maybe my friends could, as well.”

“I'm not gonna say yes to that ...” Id smirked. “But I'm not gonna say no, either.”

“All right then.” Rarity crawled her way out of the water bottle pile and stood up. “Id, take me -”

The door behind Rarity opened. A single step heralded a scream and the sound of crashing. Someone unfortunate had just landed in the pile of water bottles.

“Rarity?” Fluttershy asked, observing the rolling bottles around. “Where did all these bottles come from?”

“Don't ask.” Rarity helped Fluttershy up. “Are you all right, darling?”

“I'm fine.”

“Good. Now, chin up, Fluttershy. I've been told I have a way to make the game end soon.”

“Really? So have I.”

“Well, I would guess -” Rarity glared at Id, suspecting she knew this, “what you've been told is something very different from what I've been told, so I'll wish you luck and be on my way.”

“Thanks. You too, Rarity. Be careful.” Fluttershy waved good-bye and left.

“Now, if there are no further interruptions ...” Rarity said. “Id, take me to the Administrator.”

“Okay.” Id said. “Right this way.”

Id led Rarity to another hallway, this one different from the others. The others were simple and neat. This one was immaculate and covered in decorations, a marble hall with statues around, as if it existed from an earlier time and the rest of the hospital was built around it.

“It's very … quiet in here.” Rarity observed, suspecting Id was going to lead her into a trap. Each step on the polished floor echoed loudly.

“So it is.” Id said. “Hey, you've gotten pretty big-boobed. How did that happen?”

Big-boobed … big-boobed echoed through the hall.

“You know perfectly well how it happened, Id.” Rarity shot Id a dirty glare.

“Aw, but I want to hear it from your perspective!” Id said. “Who was it? What were they like? Was it a friend?”

Rarity wiped a hand against her hand, frustrated with Id's badgering. “Fine. If it will get you to shut up, I'll tell you. It was a male patient. Very nice, very sweet and handsome.”

“Mm-hmm.” Id said. “You know, Rarity, I think, of all the forms you've taken during our time together, this one is the steamiest yet.”

Steamiest yet … echoed, piercing into Rarity's ear.

“That's nice.” Rarity kept walking, trying to focus on reaching her destination.

“Hey, can I ask you a question? What are you?” Id said.

Rarity raised an eyebrow. “I-I'm not sure what you mean, darling.”

“I mean ...” Id got behind Rarity and sneaked her hands onto Rarity's breasts, massaging them and making Rarity feel good. “What are you?”

“I ...” Rarity struggled for words, taken by surprise. “I – I … oh, you're lovely with your hands, Id. Oh, my boobs are so sensitive.” Rarity closed her eyes and stretched back, letting Id fondle her. When she opened her eyes again, they were glassy and dazed. “I'm a good, spooge-swallowing, boob-sucking bimbo.”

“That's right.” Id said as though this was shocking news. “Why don't you tell me about that?”

“Well, for one, I, like, love the taste of the guys' spooge here.” Rarity said. “Especially when you come in and enhance their equipment, Id. You always make them so thick and full of spooge for me to drink...” Rarity sighed lovingly. “Just for me ...”

“Uh-huh.” Id encouraged Rarity to go on, grabbing and squeezing Rarity's chest. “Go on.”
“And I, like, love boobs.” Rarity said. “They're so bouncy and soft. Oh, and whey they make milk? Delicious. I love it when they bounce.” Rarity looked down at her own impressive chest. “I love it when they bounce everywhere. I would love to make mine bounce a whole bunch, but they're so big the inert – the in-earth – tia, the in – uh, the physics thing makes it hard for them to bounce a lot.”

“Oh, that's too bad.” Id said. “Can you think of a way to fix that, Rarity?”

“Ooh, I don't know.” Rarity said. “Thinking is difficult. I don't like it.”

“Well, seems to me if it's difficult, and you don't like it, you shouldn't do it.” Id said. “Does that sound like a good plan, Rarity? How about we agree you just don't think?”

Rarity giggled. “Okay. If thinking is hard, then I just won't think. Makes sense. Teehee.”

“Excellent. Now, about we turned around and see about finding someone to give you a boob to suck or a nice male to swallow from?”

Rarity giggled again. “Okay, sure!”

Id turned Rarity around, still holding her by the breasts. Id pushed Rarity towards the door, meaning to carry out her words and find someone for Rarity to use her lovely lips on.

Rarity realized what was going on and came to her senses. “W-wait.” Rarity set her feet and dug her heels into the ground, preventing Id from pushing her further. “I know what you're doing. You're trying to trick me into continuing to play the game. Well, it won't work. Discord said the game would end soon, and I intend to see that it does.” Rarity crossed her arms. “Now, turn us back around this instant.”

“Darn.” Id snapped her fingers. “I was so close, too ...”

“But Rarity!” Id said. “You don't know what you're getting into!”

“Sure I don't.” Rarity said. Id had acquitted to Rarity's demands and led to the entrance to the Administrator's office. An ornate, spiral staircase, where Rarity and Id would climb up to meet their maker. While Id had agreed to hold off on trying to bring out Rarity's “internal bimbofied state,” she said nothing about trying to trick Rarity into going back with other methods. The entire time, Id had been going about how terrible the Administrator, how would he crush Rarity in his teeth or terrible claws, and so on.

“Rarity, he's like, ten feet tall!” Id said. “You won't even be able to put your hand on his stomach. You can't do this.”

“I can and I will.” Rarity said, marching up the stairs.

“Are you sure you know what you're getting into?” Id asked. “This, like, a video game, and he's the very definite final boss!”

“I know perfectly well what I'm getting into.” Rarity said.

“He's a hulking brute. He's got these big, four-fingered dragon claws! You remember that time when Spike hit temporary puberty? Imagine that, but worse.”

Rarity stopped and turned back to Id. “I thought you said he had three-fingered bird talons.”

“Uh ...” Caught in her inconsistent lie, Id was at a loss for words.

“Ah.” Rarity said, coming up a huge double-door. “We're here. Now, darling, while I applaud your attempts to psyche me out during the walk up here, it didn't work. It would never work, and I'll tell you why. It's because I figured out who she is.”

“She?” Id said. A bead of sweat escaped her head and she pulled on her dress to let some air in.

“Yes.” Rarity said. “All the male patients have been interchangeable, aside from their effects. Meanwhile, the head of the maternity ward, a distinguished position, was held by my friend, Applejack. And my friend, Fluttershy, was also made into a nurse here. And I've seen Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash as well. So, given that the staff has my friends on it, the patient are indistinguishable from each other, who haven't I seen? Who have I not interacted with since coming here? There's only one of my close friends I've yet to see ...”

Rarity pushed open the doors and was satisfied to see she was right.

“Twilight Sparkle.”

In the room was a desk with office supplies and paperwork on it. Twilight Sparkle sat behind the desk, wearing glasses, a lab coat, and her hair in a bun. Applejack was there, relaying the notes she had mentioned. So the Administrator – Twilight - had been the “lady upstairs” all along.

“And have there been any negative side-effects?” Twilight asked, waving a pencil at Applejack.

“No.” Applejack said. “Just the ones that I told ya.”

“I see.” Twilight penciled something down on a clipboard. “Will that be all, Miss Applejack?”

“Yup.”

“Then please, return to your station.” Twilight said.

Applejack bowed and left the room, passing Rarity on the stairs. “Hey there, Rarity. I like, love your outfit.” Applejack smacked her head. “Sorry. I got this awful trance I've been fighting off.”

“I know what you mean, darling.” Rarity watched Applejack go down the stairs. “Hopefully we'll all be free of our trances soon.” Rarity stepped into the room. “Twilight?”

Twilight was scribbling something with her pencil. She acknowledged Rarity with only a brief glance in her direction before shifting her focus back to her papers. “Nurse ...” Twilight flipped through some papers. “Rarity, is it? Come in.”

Rarity walked up the desk.
“It says here in your file you specialize in dealing with sexually-based conditions. Is that right?” Twilight said. “What seems to be the problem?”

Rarity couldn't help but notice Twilight was being so formal. So factual and business-like. She wondered if perhaps Discord had made Twilight the prudish, boring stick-in-the-mud with the unenviable task of trying to keep a straight face while being the head of a sex hospital as punishment for being even more uncooperative than Rarity herself was. Or perhaps Twilight had taken advantage of Discord's game to live a secret fantasy of hers where she was the boring, dull, uptight woman in a romance novel, waiting for the fiery protagonist to make her relax a bit and let her inner self come out.

Or some such nonsense. That was how they usually went, right?

“Nurse Rarity?” Twilight said. “What seems to be the problem?”

“Oh, there's no problem.” Rarity said, climbing up onto the desk and giving Twilight a good view of her legs. “I just figured … with all this paperwork and your office so high up, it must get lonely here.” Rarity said. “I thought I might, like, keep you company.”

Rarity slapped her mouth. She had to be herself while she seduced Twilight. After Twilight had been reeled in, she could maybe afford to let the bimbo-trance slip through and take over. But not while Rarity was still casting the bait, as it were.

“Nurse Rarity.” Twilight took off her glasses and applied and rubbed some cloth on them. “I am very busy woman, managing this hospital. I have no time for these sorts of distractions. If you would like to offer me some pleasantries, come back after hours. But unless there's something urgent that requires my attention, I would request you return your attention to your patients.”

No thanks, I've had my fill of patients. Rarity thought, but didn't say. Twilight returned to filing paperwork.

“Now what?” Rarity asked aloud, confident Twilight would be focused on her paperwork to hear. Twilight's focus was operating a tight ship, Rarity could tell.

“Ask her about footage from the experiment.” Id asked. “There's a little hint in there that will tell you what to do.”

“Okay.” Rarity said. Presuming she could trust Id so long as she was going after sex, Rarity took her advice. “Uh, darling?”

Twilight glared at Rarity, not happy about being disturbed again.

“Could I see the footage from the experiment?”

There was a break in Twilight's calm demeanor. She blushed. “Oh, uh … I don't see why not.” Twilight reached over and handed Rarity a DVD. “There's a player over there.” Twilight pointed to the edge of the room, where a T.V was set up on a mobile podium.

“Thank you, darling.”

Rarity walked up to the television. Finding the slot for the DVD, Rarity inserted it and pressed play. She sat down on the floor, cross-legged. Id appeared and joined with her some popcorn and cushions out of nowhere for them to sit on.

“Oh. Thank you, darling.” Rarity took a cushion.

“Just you wait.” Id said. “This is gonna be great.” She offered Rarity some of the popcorn. Rarity reached in to grab some, but Rarity thought better of it, suspecting it was drugged. “Oh well. More for me.”

The television screen showed static before adjusting and crystallizing its view. It showed a time stamp running and Pinkie Pie and Rainbow Dash, strapped to barbaric operating tables with their chests propped up. Twilight was present at some kind of control panel.

“Is that …?” Rarity asked. “Pinkie and Rainbow Dash?”

“Yes, is it.” Id said. “Now, shh. You're missing the movie.”

“Come on, Twilight.” Rainbow Dash said in the recording. “Is this really necessary?”

“You volunteered for this, Rainbow Dash.” Twilight said.

“We didn't do it!” Pinkie said. “We were framed! You have to believe us, officer!”

“Pinkie, we weren't framed, we were just drugged. Completely different. Drugged with ...” Rainbow Dash licked her lips. “Delicious breast milk ...” Dash shook her head. “Twilight, do we have to this?”

“I'm sorry, but yes. We've already got everything set up. You wouldn't want all of that work to go waste, would you?”

“Fine.” Dash said, closing her eyes. “But try to make it quick, will ya?”

“Eh, I'll see what I can do.” Twilight pushed a button and machinery whined. To Dash's and Pinkie's clear displeasure, two robotic arms dropped down from the ceiling. One went and squeezed and massaged Dash's chest, the other Pinkie's. Rarity winced at the sight. There was no way a programmed robot arm knew how to be gentle with a lady's assets.

Pure, white milk leaked out from both of their chests, forced by the mechanical arms.

Back in the present, Id reached around and squeezed Rarity's breast, which seemed to be becoming a sort of trigger for Rarity's bimbo-state.

“Oh!” Rarity laughed. “Teehee. Look at them! Doesn't that milk look, like, totally tasty?” Rarity shook her head. “Come on, Rarity, get a grip on yourself.”

While Dash and Pinkie groaned at the rough treatment, the arms withdrew back into the ceiling. Then, from the walls appeared two more arms, these one's holding syringes.

“What are these for?” Pinkie asked.

The arms answered the question as they both stabbed into Rainbow's and Pinkie's breasts. Now Rarity could see the syringe which went into Rainbow Dash had chocolate syrup, while the one which into Pinkie had strawberry syrup.

“This experiment ...” Twilight said. “Is designed to test whether we can induce flavored lactation or not.”

“Well, I'd say you're doing a pretty good job!” Rainbow Dash groaned and struggled with her restraints. She had enough of this. She relaxed and let out a moan as more milk flowed from her boob, which was getting bigger. The same happened with Pinkie, droplets dripping down as her chest increased in size.

Rarity giggled at the sight. “Look! They're getting some nice, lovely, big-big-big boobs.”

“Yes.” Id said. “You want them, don't you? You want them to yourself to suck for milk.”

“Teeheehee, I do!”

As Rarity had witnesses when she nursed them earlier, (which be later relative to the video) Rainbow's and Pinkie's milk began turning different colors, slowly at first, before becoming the strawberry and chocolate milk Rarity would later drink. The syringes pulled out of their chests and the arms retracted. Twilight, excited, walked in between the tables and observed both of them.

“Oh, it worked!” Twilight clapped her hands and bounced up and down. “The experiment is a success!” Twilight pressed a button which freed Rainbow Dash and Pinkie from their restraints. Pinkie and Dash crawled up and looked at each other. The drunk expressions on their faces said it all.

“Do … do you want some, Pinkie?”

“Do you want some, Dash?”

Getting out from her table first, Pinkie walked over to the other table and joined Rainbow Dash on it. They positioned themselves so they could nurse each other, their eyes in half-closed, loving expressions.

“Oh, yes, yes!” Twilight cheered, clapping and bouncing up and down. “That's it! Nurse from each other. Oh, but would you save me some? I ...” Twilight blushed. “I want to try it when you're done.”

“Heeheehee. She likes it.” Rarity said. “She really likes it.”

“Yes.” Id got up from the cushion and paused the video. “Now what does that tell you?”

“She … really likes it?” Rarity repeated. “I don't know … did I mention how hard thinking was?”

“It's come up.” Id said with a smile.

“She really likes it.” Rarity repeated. “She really … likes it.” Getting back to “normal Rarity mode,” Rarity stood up and held a finger in the air. “I've got it.” Twilight had a thing for lactation, whether it was another secret fantasy of her's or Discord had brainwashed her into liking it.

Rarity grabbed her breasts and shook them. “Let's see if those plants left any milk in me ...”

“And if they didn't, I'd be more than happy to suckle you until you start producing.” Id offered.

Rarity gave a questioning look to Id. Rarity would sooner nurse them herself than let Id anywhere near them. Thankfully, it didn't have to come to that, as after a few minutes of jiggling them, stains appeared on Rarity's dress where the milk leaked out.

“Oh, Twilight ...” Rarity called in a sing-song voice.

Twilight let out a groan, putting her hands to her head. “What is it now, Nurse Rarity?”

“Oh, nothing much.” Rarity approaching the desk, bending over to let Twilight sees the stains on her outfit. “I just figured I had something you might like.”

“And ...” Twilight's eyes were drawn to the stains, but she tried to look away. “What might that be?”

“I know you're into lactation, Twilight.” Rarity said. “You can't hide it from me.”

“I don't know what you're talking about.” Twilight said.

“I think you do.” Rarity grabbed her outfit and pulled down, exposing her milk-leaking breasts. Rarity leaned further, pressing her breasts against the desks and spilling milk all over it. Rarity rubbed her breasts back and forth on the desk, jiggling them and getting them smeared with milk.

Twilight was trying hard not to let it show, but Rarity could tell she was pleased.

“Don't fight it, Twilight.” Rarity said. “I can see your chest heaving up and down with arousal. I know you like it.”

Twilight broke into a sweat. Rarity was perceptive, as Twilight herself didn't realize how heavy her breathing was.

“If you want some ...” Rarity said, gesturing to her chest. “You can have some.”

Twilight turned her head and coughed. “I, uh ...”

Rarity stood up and held her arms out in an inviting way, the chesty beverage still flowing from her.

Twilight couldn't handle it anymore. She grabbed a nearby phone and dialed a number. “Yes, hello? Cancel my next three appointments.” Twilight slammed the phone back down and admired Rarity. She stood up from her chair, reached one leg over the desk, and crawled over it. Standing inches away from Rarity know, Twilight's breathing got heavier and heavier.

Rarity assured her with a smile. “It's all right, darling.”

Now with Rarity's encouragement, Twilight grabbed one boob and stuffed as much of into her mouth as she could, losing all the sense of composure and business sense she'd been showing a few moments ago. Twilight bit down on Rarity's chest hard and suckled it with the hunger of a predator.

“Yes ...” Rarity said, putting her hands on Twilight's shoulders. “You like it, don't you? It taste just … so delectable, doesn't it?”

Still suckling, Twilight nodded.

“Well, darling, you can have … mmm.” Rarity grunted. Her eye twitch as she felt it coming back on. “You can have … eer … you can have as much as you want.”

Twilight heard Rarity and grabbed her breasts tight, dropping down to the floor and pulling Rarity with her.

“Maybe not that much!” Rarity yelped as they dropped to the floor, her breast still in Twilight's mouth.

“Mmm ...” Rarity moaned, watching as Twilight nurse like a desperate woman. “Mmm … mmm … mmm.”

“Aww.” Rarity cooed. “You are so cute, the way you nurse me like that. There you go. Take as much as you, like, want. It tastes pretty good, doesn't it?”

Twilight nodded again.

“Tastes so good ...” Rarity muttered. “You can't, like, stop yourself, can you? I know the feeling.” Rarity grabbed Twilight by the shoulders and lifted her up, pushing her against the side of the desk. “You love it, don't you? Well, that's okay. It's, like, great that you can enjoy something like this, you know? Yes, keep going, girl … suck my boobs. You know, I've been wanting to suck someone's boobs for awhile now.” Rarity observed Twilight's nursing, hungry lips. “You know, I don't think I've had my boobs sucked since I turned into, like, a total bimbo. Sure there was, like, that time with Pinkie and Dash, but that was, like, before my transformation was, like, complete, you know?”

Twilight, hearing Rarity's words, began to pull down on her clothes and expose her chest for Rarity to nurse.

“Aww. That's, like, so sweet of you to offer.” Rarity said. She tried to adjust her head to reach Twilight's chest, but with her own giant boobs in the way, she couldn't reach. “Oh well. I'll wait.”

Twilight hacked and sputtered, milk getting all over face. Rarity pulled away in concern.

“Are you, like, okay?” Rarity asked.

“F-fine.” Twilight said, hacking and sputtering. “I'll be fine.”

“Are you sure? Maybe we should, like, stop.”

“No. No. I want to keep going. I – I want more.” Twilight whined, reaching a hand to Rarity's breast as if were fragile.

“Oookay. If you're sure.” Rarity crawled back towards Twilight, feeding her with the other breast. Rarity took her hands and squeezed it, sending more milk into Twilight's waiting mouth. Twilight moaned and blushed. She grabbed Rarity by the breast again and this time, lifted her up so they were both standing. The flesh on Rarity's boob was constantly compressing and rolling as both Rarity and Twilight kneaded it to give Twilight the object of her desire.

“Oooh, that feels, like, so good.” Rarity moaned. “Do you think you could, like, suckle harder?”

Twilight did just that,breathing her nose as she practically inhaled Rarity's breast and the milk with it. Twilight began shuddering and shivering, eyes twitching in pleasure.

“Are you still doing okay?” Rarity asked. Twilight waved her hand to show she was okay. Her shudders and shivers increased. Her belly was getting large and swollen, as full of milk as it was. Twilight grabbed onto Rarity's breast tight, as if afraid it was about to run away from her.

“T-Twilight?” Rarity asked.

“Oooh!” Twilight moaned and parted from Rarity. Her whole body shaking, she dropped to the floor. Rarity could see Twilight was fine, only suffering an orgasm, during which she clutched at her milk-filled stomach. When it was over, Twilight sighed.

“Thank you, Rarity.” Twilight lifted her head up. “That was … amazing.” She flopped back down and went to sleep.

“Well, isn't that sweet?” Id asked, coming up to Rarity. “There's nothing like a session between friends, is there?”

Rarity looked at the now-sleeping Twilight. “No, there's like, really not.”

Rarity turned to Id, ready to get down to business.

“Now, Id, since I like, totally stuffed Twilight with my totally delicious milk, I want to, like … go back downstairs and … ” Rarity swatted at her head several times. “What I mean to say, Id, is that I would to go home now.”

“Mmm.” Id stared at Rarity as if she contemplating this. What she said next surprised and infuriated Rarity.

“Sorry, darling, but not quite yet.”

Id snapped her fingers and the two of them disappeared in a flash of light.

Rarity and Id manifested in a strange, barren room. Cardboard boxes were stacked everywhere, and there were no doors or window, the only other feature being a mirror hung on north wall.

“What?” Rarity blinked, unable to believe what she heard. She turned around to see Id standing with a hand on her hip, smiling. “Id, you said you would send me home after I had sex with the Administrator!”

“Uh, want to recheck your memory, honey?” Id snapped her fingers. A blue sphere of light formed, showing a repeat of when Id was talking to Rarity.

“We can't let you leave until after you have sex with … The Administrator!” The recording said.

With an unbearably smug grin, Id snapped her fingers and the light disappeared. “There was nothing in there saying we would let you go after having sex with the Administrator, just that we couldn't until you did.”

“You – you!” Rarity's eye twitched. The reaction which came to mind was to launch at Id and beat her to death, but as the only Rarity could use in the room were either her fists or a cardboard box, that would take awhile.

“Hey, relax.” Id said. “Do this one more thing, and we'll let you go. No tricks, no playing with the words, no strings attached. In fact, just to be clear here … after you do this one task, Discord and I will send you back to the precise moment you left your home reality.”

Rarity crossed her arms. “And just how do you propose to do that? We've been here for hours, if not a day or two.”

“Time moves faster in this dimension.” Id said. “So days could pass here with only minutes passing here. By now, I'm sure you're wondering what this task is, so ...” Id snapped her fingers.

Nothing happened at first. But Rarity could scraping and movement from behind her. She turned around and looked at the mirror. She watched in confusion as her reflection turned into one of the male form Id had given her with Fluttershy. Rarity was taken aback when the male form actually stepped out of the mirror.

The same thing happened with the plus-size body Rarity had assumed before intercourse with patient 72. The reflection changed to her and she stepped out of the mirror, a solid, living person independent of Rarity herself. Of course, the plus-plus-plus size Rarity had post-coitus appeared as well and did the same thing.

“Your task ...” Id said. “Is to have sex with every form you took prior to the one you're in now. Oh, and me.”

Rarity looked around the room, looking back and forth between Id and her clones. “Where's the tri-breasted form?”

“Eh.” Id shrugged. “It's not really different enough to be worth its own clone.”

“Uh-huh.” Rarity continued to observe her various doppelgangers. “And is the sex subsequent, or with all of them at once?”

“Pick and choose.” Id said.

“Hmm.” Rarity scanned the array of clones before her. “What … exactly do I call you?”

“Well.” The male clone pointed to himself. “You can call me “R,” for short.”

“Uh-huh.” Rarity said. She looked at the other two. “Do you two have any preferred names?”

“No.” The plus-sized clone said.

“”Big Beauty.”” The plus-plus-plus sized said. “Because that's what I am.”

“Very well.” Rarity thought about a minute. She snapped her fingers and pointed at the plus-sized one. “You. You're “Baker.”

“Oh, that's nice.” Baker said. “You assume because I have a little size on my belly, I like sweets? Real sensitive.”

“Shut up. You and R.” Rarity pointed. “You two go first.”

Baker and R looked at each other and shrugged.

“So, how do you want to do this?” Baker asked Rarity.

“I have an idea.” R whispered something into Baker's ear. Baker nodded in approval.

“What?” Rarity asked. “What is your idea?”

“Lie down on your back.” R said, reaching to pull down his pants. “And close your eyes.

Rarity rolled her eyes and complied. She lay there in wait, expecting the worst to happen. Her eyes opened wide as she felt the by-now familiar feeling of a male equipment in her mouth. Looking up, she saw R had sat on one side of her and placed his equipment in her mouth, while Baker sat from another side and wrapped her breasts around the member, squeezing her flesh against his.

Realizing she was unlikely to be able to do much with Baker sitting on top of her, Rarity closed her eyes and tried to relax. She winced as she felt the member pulse in her mouth, and it pulsed faster and faster, no doubt being close.

Rarity braced herself for something unpleasant, but the spooge which entered her throat tasted as good as any of the patients. The taste drove her wild and made her much more willing and eager. She wiggled on the floor, enjoying the release. It occurred to her she wasn't having to do a thing with Baker there. Rarity could get used to this, enjoying all of the reward without any of the work.

“Hmm.” Baker observed. “She seems to be enjoying it.”

“If you knew what it was like, you would too.” R said. After Rarity drained all he had, R and Baker off Rarity and let her breath.

Enchanted by the taste, Rarity rose up, letting everyone see in the Want It, Need It hearts in her eyes as the spooge reactivated her trance. “That was, like, so good! Who wants to be next?”

“I guess I'm up.” Big Beauty said. She marched over to Rarity, shaking the floor. Rarity got up to meet her, eying her up and down.

“Ooh, what to do with you?” Rarity said. “I know. Pull down your dress.”

Big Beauty did as Rarity asked, pulling her dress down. Rarity latched onto Big Beauty's breasts and began to suck, enjoying herself while she thought of her new mantra …

“Mmm, yes, that feels good!” Big Beauty wrapped her arms around Rarity and lifted her up, pressing Rarity further into Big Beauty's breast. Soon, after so much nursing, milk flowed from Big Beauty's big boobs. Rarity had no trouble drinking it, even if some of it got onto her cheeks.

“Oooh, I have an idea.” Id said. Sneaking under Big Beauty, Id pulled down on Rarity's dress. As Id expected, milk was leaking from Rarity as well. “Everyone ...” Id gestured for Baker and R to return. Id latched onto Rarity's breast and nursed it until she was lactating as well. Id pointed Baker at Id's own chest, and Baker got the message, biting onto Id's breasts and nursing them for milk. R saw what was going on and bit onto Baker's breasts, nursing them. And so the tower went.

Rarity sucked Big Beauty's milk out. The milk seeped through Rarity's being and found an escape in her own breasts, feeding Id with one and splashing on Baker with the other.

Rarity moaned from the milk, beginning to kick her legs out in pleasure. Her flailing hit R and Baker.

“Hey!” R said. “Watch it!”

Big Beauty tightened her grip around Rarity and lifted her further up. Rarity leaned into Big Beauty's breasts and continued nursing, while Big Beauty was able to reach around and suckle Rarity's other breast, keeping it from soaking Baker any more than it already had.

“Mmm, mmm, mmm!” Rarity moaned, pulling on Big Beauty's breast.

“That's right, Rarity.” Big Beauty. “You take as much as you want.”

Rarity popped off to wipe her milk-soaked chin. “It feels like it's been, like, years since I last sucked someone's boobs … whoa!” Rarity lost her balance on Big Beauty, causing a chain reaction which brought the entire tower down. Rarity fell and hit the floor. Big Beauty stumbled and fell backwards, right on top of Baker and R. Id was quick enough to sneak out of the way, avoiding the worst of it.

Landing atop some of the boxes, Rarity wondered what they were for. It occurred to her they could be a camouflage, to keep couples hidden from any visitor while they engaged in intercourse. But there were no doors, and it seemed no entrance other than Id or Discord teleporting someone in, so did that work?

“Okay, Rarity.” Id asked, standing over Rarity. “Are you ready for me?”

Rarity looked over to the dogpile of the others. She thought about getting more spooge from R, but as he was buried under all of Big Beauty's weight, that was unlikely.

“Okay!” Rarity said.

Id produced some lipstick and applied it to Rarity's lips. It made them shiny and grew out more by barely-noticeable centimeters.

“Now, Rarity … since this will probably my last chance to hear it from you, can you tell me what you are again?”

Rarity giggled. “I'm a good sucker and a good bimbo. I'm a good, spooge-swallowing, boob-sucking bimbo.”

“Don't forget, the bestest best boob-sucking bimbo.” Id said. “Now, Rarity, when you and I have sex … after we … exchange releases, is when you'll go home.”

“What if I, like, change my mind and decided I don't want to go home? What if I, like, decide to just here and be a good spooge-swallowing, boob-sucking bimbo forever?”

“Ahh, but you won't.” Id said. “As much as I would love that, I know you're strong. Sooner or later, you'll fight off the trance again and demand to go home. I know I was kinda cruel and mean to you, but I'm gonna miss you. We had fun together. Now let's end this game, shall we, darling?”

Id rubbed Rarity's breasts a little before bringing Rarity down to the ground, where Id got on top of her. Id gave her a kiss on the boob, then on the lips, before going back to the breast and suckling it for milk. Rarity reached around and rubbed Id's breasts, while Id dragged her body back and forth across Rarity's.

“I doubt this will mean anything to you.” Id said while Rarity reached up and licked Id's breast. “But I want you to know, Rarity … you will always be my favorite bimbo.” Id reached back down and stuck her tongue into Rarity's cleavage, licking and slurping along it. Rarity squeezed her own breasts, spraying milk into Id's face and getting her soaked.

Id lifted her own breast up to her face and sucked the milk out of it, but she didn't swallow, keeping it in her mouth. Without letting any escape, she went to Rarity's teat and teased out some of Rarity's milk. Id lifted and swished the mixture of the two milks in her mouth. Then she kissed Rarity on her big, pink lips and opened, dropping the mixture into Rarity's mouth and feeding Rarity with it. Drops of milk continued to drip from Id's lips as she pulled away, her body shaking as her orgasm approached.

Rarity tilted her head back and looked at the ceiling. Id's milk mixture was all it took for Rarity. She screamed as her release rocked her body. It didn't occur to her until just now that, really, she hadn't had a release (at least not while female) during her entire time in the hospital.

It was so powerful. Rarity thought internal organs were going to fly out of her. And it lasted a long time, too, probably a record of some kind. Her eyes rolled in her head and her breathes got shorter and shorter, the orgasm going on and on until ...

“Ooooh … uuugh.” Rarity woke up in the cave, in the same clothes as when she got dressed this morning and with no physical changes to her body taking place. She pinched her forehead between two fingers. “What happened?” She felt like she had a hangover.

“Oh, boo.” Discord returned from the depths of a cave. “Well, that was a bust. Apparently the creature isn't in this cave. My sources must be getting faulty.”

“D-Discord?” Rarity asked. “W-where are we? My head hurts ...” Rarity complained, rubbing her head and wobbling in place. Rarity noticed a mirror in her hand. “What am I doing with this mirror?”

“I'll take that.” Discord reached over and took the mirror away from Rarity before it entranced her again. “Do you … remember anything?”

“N-no.” Rarity said. “Should I? The last thing I remember … against my will, I came to this cave to help you with … something.”

“Okay, good.” Discord nodded. Rarity didn't remember anything that happened while she was in the hospital dimension. His plan hinged on Rarity and her friends not remembering what they did while inside the hospital, because if any one of them did, they'd go straight to Celestia and he would get turned back to stone. But hopefully, they would get over their hangover headaches, forget about it, and there would be no lasting side-effects.

But he didn't mean any harm. He was just bored … and like Rarity said, sexually frustrated. He needed to get a girlfriend.

“Can I walk you out?” Discord offered, placing a hand on Rarity's shoulder. Rarity looked up at him and placed her hand over his.

“Why, thank you, Discord. That would be lovely. I didn't know you could be such a gentleman.”

“Well, it's the least I can do after ...” Discord began to say, but caught himself.

“After?” Rarity asked.

“Nothing.” Discord said as they walked out of the cave. “Nothing at all.”

“Well ...” Rarity looked up at the sky, where the sun was shining. “There's still plenty of time left in the day, so I think I'll head home and see if I can get rid of this awful headache. It feels like a hangover. Were we drinking alcohol, Discord?”

“No.” Discord said. “I can assure you you didn't drink any alcohol.”

“Huh.” Rarity thought. “Oh well.” Rarity began walking towards her home, but there was a sound of a whistling, of an impending boom. Rarity whipped around to see a rainbow-colored bolt come flying in and strike Discord, knocking him to the ground.

“Rainbow Dash!” Rarity exclaimed. “What did you do that for?”

“I … I don't know.” Rainbow Dash, rubbing her knuckles. “I just woke up and felt I wanted to punch Discord for something, but I can't remember what.”

Discord rose up, a bruise on his cheek. “I will admit … I deserved that. And while I won't say why, and you two ladies don't need to be concerned with the details, I will assure you … nobody got hurt.”

“Well, that's good, I guess.” Rarity said. She might have pressed the issue, but her headache was pressing on her. “See you later, Rainbow Dash.”

“See you later, Rarity.”

Rarity went on her way home. Along the way, she was quite surprised to see Fluttershy walking the path as well.

“Fluttershy? What are you doing here? Weren't you on a trip?”

“Oh. Well, I was, but somewhere along the way, I got this awful headache.” Fluttershy said. “So I decided it would be best to cut my trip short and come home.”

“I'm so sorry to hear that, darling.”

“Don't be. It's not your fault. Well, have a nice day, Rarity.”

“You too, darling.”

Discord appeared to Fluttershy in a flash of light, floating the in air. “Heeey, Fluttershy! How was the trip?”

“Oh, not so good.” Fluttershy said. “I just told Rarity about how this headache I came down with made me have to cancel.”

“Ooh, no!” Discord said. “I'm so sorry to hear that! I promise, Fluttershy, I'll make it up to you.”

“Why? It's not your fault.”

Discord scratched the back of his head. “Heh, uh, well ...”

“... Discord. What did you do? You weren't upset about me leaving, were you?”

“Not at all!” Discord assured her.

“Okay. That's good. Now tell me, what did you do?”

“Oh, would you look at the time!” Discord pointed to his wrist before running away. “I really have somewhere to be!”

"Discord!"

"A.J?" Big Macintosh asked from the other room. "Y'all okay? Ya been starin' out the window awhile ..."

"What?" Applejack shook her head, wincing from her headache. "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine ... is lunch ready?"

"Eeyup."

"Oh, good." Applejack expressed, not sure why was she worried. Her family always had lunch on time.

“Ooorugh ...” Rarity groaned, walking up the stairs in her house. She had made it home okay, but she ignored her cat's attempts to greet her in favor of going up to the bathroom. She had this awful pain in her chest.

Locking the bathroom door so no one could come in, Rarity took her shirt off and examined her breasts. Her brassiere was struggling to contain her fleshy mountains.

“That's weird.” Rarity said as she removed the uncomfortable undergarment. “I could have sworn that fit this morning …” Rarity continued to check herself over in the mirror. She cupped herself. “Have my boobs always been this big?”

I want you to know, Rarity, you will always be my favorite bimbo.

“What?” Rarity looked around. “Who said that? Who's there?”

Realizing no one was around, Rarity looked at the mirror.

“ ...Huh. I must be losing my mind.”

And later that night, while Rarity was asleep, tossing and turning in her bed as so many do ... She rolled onto her back and grabbed onto her breasts, squeezing them.

“I'm ...” Rarity muttered in her sleep. “a good ... boob-sucking ... bimbo ...”