Return To Room 69

by Citrus Recluse

Rating: mature
Tags: My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Comedy, Rarity, Random, Sex, Human
Length: 36027

When Rarity sneaks out at night into Fluttershy's house, Twilight's friends discover she's still has a bit of bimbofication magic left in her. Discord overhears this and decides to do the 'responsible' thing and ... play with Rarity a little more.

When Rarity sneaks out at night into Fluttershy's house, Twilight's friends discover she's still has a bit of bimbofication magic left in her.

Discord overhears this and decides to do the 'responsible' thing and . . . play with Rarity a little more.

Specific Kink Warnings:
[Hypnosis/Mind Control] [Breast Expansion] [Oral] [Male Expansion] [Lactation] [Lip Expansion][Bimbofication] [Weight Gain]
The kinks have been readjusted, so don't expect a carbon copy of what was present last time.

Proofread by Captain Croissandwich.

Published 2016-08-13 16:30:02 UTC
Last updated 2016-09-17 00:12:27 UTC

Paging Nurse Rarity

It was late at night in Ponyville, and Rarity slept soundly in her bed. She was, for the most part, content.

Except for one tiny little detail. It was a minor thing. Just a nitpick, really.

Her memory of the event had been wiped, but earlier that day, she'd been the victim of a special kind of magic called 'bimbofication.' Courtesy of a long and convoluted plan by a bored and – by his own admission – sexually frustrated Discord to amuse himself. He didn't mean any harm by it; he just wanted to have some fun.

What Discord did in pursuit of that fun was questionable, no doubt about it. So Discord, trying to make sure everyone went home unscathed from the experience, wiped their memories of the event. Everyone goes home, they don't remember being turned into sex-crazed busty ladies, and Discord gets his fun without getting punished for it. Everyone's happy, right?

Well, almost. When Discord did the memory wipe, for some reason or another, the triggers and conditioning in Rarity didn't go away completely.

“I'm ...” Rarity tossed and turned in her sleep, repeating this mantra to herself. “A good … boob-loving bimbo.”

“A good … boob-sucking bimbo.”

Rarity rose up from her covers. Her eyes still closed, she tossed her legs off the side of the bed before walking to the door.

“Mmm ...” Fluttershy sighed in her sleep, smiling from peaceful dreams under her sleep mask. However, her ears picked a quiet noise as her sheets were shifted around.

“Angel, is that you?” Fluttershy asked, still mostly asleep. “Angel, you don't have to be so shy about getting into bed with me … hmm … mmm.” Fluttershy grew more and more awake as something crawled around on her body. Something warm. Something human-shaped.

“Mmm ...” Fluttershy winced as whatever it was continued to crawl around. She could sense its hot, heavy breathing, almost as if it was sleeping … when whatever it was pulled her nightgown down, Fluttershy was sure it was some sort of intelligent predator out to strike her.

“Oh, um … please don't bite my neck, Mister Vampire Man.” Fluttershy asked. “I don't want to grow bat wings and fangs! … or sparkly skin, which might not be bad by itself, but then you throw in the vaguely romantic-abusive undertones and a lack of understanding about how pregnancy works!”

Fluttershy tensed up, knowing whatever it was had its body on top of hers. She was too afraid to pull her mask up. All she could do was begin preparing herself for whatever horrible fate it had in store for her. Which was to … wrap its lips around her breast and begin to suckle?

“What?” Perplexed by this odd development, Fluttershy at last found the courage to pull up her night-mask. It was not what she was expecting; rather than a vampire or a manticore or some kind of teenage mutant ninja scorpion, it was her friend, Rarity. With her eyes closed, gently nursing her breasts.

“Rarity?” Fluttershy asked, sitting upright. Rarity remained attached to her chest. Fluttershy could see Rarity must have been half-asleep, if not sleep-walking. “Rarity.” Fluttershy pouted and snapped her fingers. “Rarity, wake up. Rarity! Come on, time to wake up …”

“Grr ...” After several minutes of snapping her fingers, during which Fluttershy had to tolerate the uncomfortable feeling of Rarity's lips on her breast, Fluttershy lost her patience. “Rarity!” She slapped Rarity across the forehead. “Wake up!”

“Wha – huh?” Rarity's eyes opened as she reeled from the blow. She rubbed her head, widening her eyes when she saw Fluttershy's uncovered breasts. “Goodness me, darling, make yourself decent!” Rarity put a hand in front of her eyes.

“'Decent'?” Fluttershy crossed her arms. “You're the one that did this to me!” Fluttershy looked down and saw she still hadn't pulled up her dress. She uncrossed her arms, pulled her nightgown up to cover herself, and crossed her arms again.

“I am?” Rarity scratched her head. “Fluttershy, you can't really be suggesting I am the cause of your indecency?”

“Yes! You were like … sleep-suckling!”

“I was?”

“Yes!” Fluttershy blushed and turned her head. “It was … kinda cute, actually, in hindsight. But still! What makes you think you can come into my house, crawl onto my bed, and try to nurse me like that?”

“Darling, I really don't know what you're talking about.” Rarity looked around. “I'm not even sure how I got here ...”

Fluttershy raised her eyebrows. “You seemed to be sleepwalking.”

“Surely I didn't sleepwalk all the way from my bed, in my home, down the stairs, through Ponyville and into your house and maneuver myself under your covers?” Rarity asked. "Did I?"

“Hmm.” Fluttershy rubbed her chin. “We better get you to Twilight.” Fluttershy yawned. “Not right now, though.”

Rarity nodded. “First thing in the morning.”

“Why don't you ...” Fluttershy yawned again. “Sleep here tonight, so I can keep an eye on you?” Fluttershy rolled over and crawled back under her sheets. “But don't try to suckle my breasts again.”

“I'll … try not, but I can't make any promises.” Rarity got up and went towards the couch.

“So walk me through this one more time.” Twilight said, having hooked Rarity up to the same machine she used when she tried to figure out Pinkie Pie's Pinkie Sense. It was the morning, and they had gathered up all their friends in an attempt to figure out what was going on.

“I was sleeping in my bed,” Fluttershy said, “when I felt something move. A few minutes later, my nightgown was pulled down and Rarity was nursing my breast.”

“Really?” Rainbow Dash asked. “Man, I could hear that story a hundred times and I still wouldn't believe it.”

“Rarity, what's your version of the story?”

“I was sleeping on my bed. Something hit me, and I awoke to the sight of Fluttershy's exposed breasts.”

“Something hit you?”

“I may have, um, slapped her.” Fluttershy admitted. “You know … to wake her up.”

Twilight turned away from Rarity. She examined the results of the machine's scans of Rarity's brainwave patterns.

“Well?” Rarity asked.

“There's definitely something going on here.” Twilight stroked her chin. “There's a tiny liitle pattern that shouldn't be there, but I don't know what it is. I'll have to do some more research into it.”

As Twilight set about releasing Rarity from the machine's restraints, there was a flash of light overhead. Everyone raised their arms to shield their eyes. When the light faded, everyone glared at Discord, floating in the air above them.

“What do you want, Discord?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“Oh, nothing much.” Discord floated backwards through the air. “I just want to know why when I went over to Fluttershy's house for our usual picnic this morning, she wasn't there.” He reached over and cupped Fluttershy's chin.

“Um, well ...” Fluttershy mumbled.

“That is … to say.” Rarity added.

“Uh … because … er.” None of them wanted Discord to know what had happened. They would never hear the end of his crude jokes.

“We're trying to figure out why Rarity was sleep-walking and suckling Fluttershy's breast in the middle of the night!” Pinkie declared, earning groans from everyone present.

“PINKIE!”

Discord pulled at his beard, appearing unfazed by this news at first. His eyes widened as he realized something. “Is that so? Well ...” he patted Fluttershy's and Twilight's head. “I guess I'll just leave you to it. Let me know if you make any progress.” Discord floated himself over to the door. He set himself on his feet, conjuring an umbrella and sunglasses. He opened the door, only to disappear in a flash of light.

“Huh.” Applejack said. “That was oddly supportive, coming from Discord.”

“See? He's not so bad.” Fluttershy said with a smile. Rainbow Dash scoffed.

They returned to trying to figure out what was wrong with Rarity.

During the evening, the girls sent Rarity home before returning to their own houses. They had failed to make any headway into figuring out what was going on with her, or what her unusual brain pattern was.

Rarity walked into bed, getting under her covers. She hoped tomorrow would bring more answers, or perhaps Twilight would have an overnight breakthrough. Sighing, she closed her eyes and hoped this time she wouldn't wake up in one of her friends' beds.

No sooner than she had fallen asleep, however, did a shadow appear in her bedroom window. The stranger pulled her window up and slithered in, revealing itself to be Discord.

Discord walked over to Rarity's bed, bending over to observe her. He rubbed his chin, contemplating as Rarity's chest rose and fell from steady breathing.

“I know what's happened to you.” Discord turned away from the bed. “Obviously, you still have a bit of the bimbofication magic from our adventure yesterday inside of you … the question is, what will I do about it?” Discord looked back her. “You look so cute when you're asleep.” He mused. “I COULD cure it … but I could also play with it some more. Play with you some more. Hmm.”

Discord stared at her for awhile. He turned away again, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a quarter.

“Tails, I cure her. Heads, I play with her some more.”

Discord flipped the coin into the air and caught it in his palm. He looked down to see it was heads and smirked.

“You know … I think that was what I really wanted to do anyway.” Discord flashed a smile before snapping his fingers. A flash of light engulfed the room.

“Huh?” Rarity blinked and shook her head. She rubbed her eyes to make sure they were clear before looking around again. “Wasn't I asleep in bed?”

She was standing in a hallway, stars glittering from a window. From the coloring of the walls, Rarity would say she was in a hospital. She looked down to see she was in a skintight nurse costume which hugged her curves. She pulled off her cap to see it had a pink heart where the medical symbol was supposed to be.

“Oh no.” Rarity put the cap back on and buried her face into her hands as the memories began to come back to her. She knew where this place was. She knew this hospital.

“Paring Nurse Rarity.” A voice said on the P.A. “Paging Nurse Rarity. Rarity to Room 69.”

“No!” Rarity stomped her feet and crossed her arms. “No, no, no! I already played your stupid game once, Discord. Not again. Not this time!”

Rarity heard a door creak open behind her. She turned around and could hardly react as a long cane straight from a cartoon popped out from the door and hooked around her torso, before pulling her inside the room.

The door slammed shut as Rarity found herself face to face with Discord.

“But Rarity, didn't you have a good time the last time you were?” Discord asked smugly as he took the hook off her waist.

Rarity crossed her arms again. “No!” She paused, remembering how helpful and encouraging Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie were during their … encounters. “Maybe.” She pouted to one side as she thought about it some more. “No. No, I did not!”

“Oh, no?” Discord wrapped an arm around her shoulder and moved her toward the bed. “What about the patients? Didn't you enjoy them?”

Rarity, despite her better judgment, turned around to see the patient she recognized as the one from Room 69. It was the same attractive, muscular build, the same face, which seemed to blur and become unrecognizable … and the same cut in his gown showing his pulsing, throbbing member.

“Hello.” The patient waved at her. “Are you my nurse?”

That phrase seemed to be a trigger of some kind for Rarity, as her neck whipped around and she had a forced smile. “Y-yyyyes- no! No, I am not!”

“Don't worry.” Discord assured him. “This is Nurse Rarity, and she will take care of you.”

“Nurse Rarity?” The patient asked, pushing himself up. “Oh, I loved it when she was here last time.”

“Thank you.” Rarity looked at him to think before blushing and turning away at the sight of his member.

“Oh, come on.” Discord pinched her head and turned it around so she was looking. “You want this, don't you?”

Rarity caught a glance at the member one more time. She wanted to turn her head away, but it was too late; the little leftover bit of bimbo magic in her brain was beginning to stir.

Yes … a female voice whispered in Rarity's head. Go on.

“Y-yes.” Rarity stuttered, her eyes focused on the rhythmically-pulsing member. Rarity considered that she was reacting much like males do when they see jiggling, bouncing breasts.

Rarity began to walk towards Patient 69. Her movements were stilted and awkward as she continued to try and fight it, but she soon reached the end of the bed. She bent over, her mouth wide open, and wrapped her lips around the member.

As it had the last time she was here, the member begin to grow and stretch – seemingly in response to coming in contact with the inside of her mouth. It shoved its way inside, making sure Rarity couldn't separate from it easily even if she wanted to – and she didn't want to.

Rarity began the long process of sucking the member. Her lips traveled up and down as she sucked its length. Rarity moaned, already anticipating what she was craving. She could feel it begin to pulse and throb, but that wasn't enough for her.

She pushed her mouth further down on and begin to lick, moving her tongue up and down as she continued to suck.

“Ooh … ooh …” Patient 69 began to moan, the time between contractions of his member growing shorter and shorter. Rarity was almost expecting his member to grow again, just for her. Just to satisfy her.

As the pulsing increased, so did Rarity's sucking. She was determined to see him orgasm.

And eventually, he did. His member pulsed and pulsed, teasing her. She could feel the pressure inside of his member as it went through his systems before releasing his spooge straight into her mouth.

“Mmm mmm mmm mmm!” Rarity moaned as she was given a forceful reminder of just how good the nectar from all these patients tasted. She loved the taste.

Discord must have strengthened the entire hospital, as the last time Rarity was here, she had to go through several patients before the bimbofication magic took hold. Patient 69 just tasted good and made her breasts grow. But this time, she could feel his hot, thick (sooooo thick) nectar diminish and impair her ability to form thoughts. But that was okay. She didn't need thoughts. She just needed big, bouncy boobs to attract handsome men and big, plump, shiny lips to suck their equipment.

Which she was certainly getting, oh yes. Already she could feel it as her lips swelled up, becoming thicker and redder and shinier. She briefly thought they might look better in a purple color. Her breasts were growing as well. Rarity had to put her hands to her chest to really enjoy it as they increased in size, pushing up against the fabric and making the nurse costume even tighter on her skin – from a slightly-above average chest size to boobs the size of soccer balls.

“Mmm ...” Having swallowed his entire orgasm, Rarity pulled away from him, closing her eyes as she fondled her breasts. “It's so good … I forgot how good it was.”

“There.” Discord said. “Doesn't it feel good to be a bimbo?”

“Yes!” Rarity enthusiastically agreed. “Hmm?” She noticed the patient get up from his bed. He stood up, his erect member still pulsing through the gown.

“Oh! I see where this is going ...” Rarity got down to her knees to submit, her mouth hanging open. A bit of drool dripped down as she awaited Patient 69's next move.

Patient 69 moved forward, shoving his member into Rarity's open mouth. Rarity tightened her lips around it and resumed sucking.

I love sucking … Rarity thought. I love … nursing his HUGE … mmmph!

Both of them moaned as Rarity sucked harder and harder. She loved the feeling of having it in her mouth. She loved being a submissive bimbo.

She nearly squealed with delight as she felt his member begin to pulsate again, a sure sign she was about to get another orgasm out from him.

“Gah!” Rarity exclaimed as his pulsing member released for the second time, pouring his nectar down into her mouth. “Ooooh ...” She moaned as it washed over her tongue before settling into her throat and going down into her stomach. She continued to suck while he orgasmed; she didn't want to miss anything. Lumps formed in her throat as she was made to swallow quite a bit before this second orgasm played out.

Rarity pulled away from him again. She put a hand to her flushed cheek, still moaning at the aftertaste. “Ooooh ...”

“Who's a good suck-happy bimbo?” Patient 69 asked in an unusually polite and supportive voice, given what he was doing to the poor woman.

“I am!” Rarity raised her hand. “I'm a good suck-happy bimbo!” She laughed and giggled at herself before feeling pressure in her breasts. She could do little other than set her head back and relax as she enjoyed the feeling of her lips and boobs growing even more. Her boobs – her wonderful, bouncy boobs which she loved so much – grew to the size of bowling balls. Her lips, meanwhile, were twice their original size and thickness.

“Mmm?” Rarity was surprised when Patient 69 came back for a third round. Forcing his still-erect member into her mouth, Patient 69 pushed and forced her backwards until she was lying flat on her back, with his upturned member in her mouth.

Surprised, but not complaining. Rarity was ready to give him more if he was ready to give her more. Her lips still bobbing up and down, she willingly sucked him for a third time. With her enhanced lips, she was sure it was to go easier than the first few times, but she was low on patience. She already had two doses of his addictive spooge – she needed more, and she needed it now.

Seeking to bring their session to a close, Rarity put her hands under her boobs and pushed them up, encasing his member with her mounds of flesh. She bounced them and jiggled them onto his member while continuing to suck it. She wanted him to orgasm. She wanted him to orgasm once, and then just orgasming permanently, so she never had to stop drinking his delicious spooge. But she knew it couldn't be that way.

… or could it? She would have to ask Discord when she got done.

Pulsing rapidly, appreciating the attention of both her mouth and her boobs, the member let loose a third and final orgasm, infecting Rarity's mouth with its taste one more time. She closed her eyes and clawed her fingers as her tongue – and her mind - was overwhelmed by his nectar. She couldn't stop thinking about it. She couldn't stop drinking it. It was so good. It was going to make her boobies and her lips so big, so very big, so she could keep being a good, suck-happy bimbo nurse.

She loved the feeling of her mind going blank as the spooge went down. It was the best. The BEST.

It was so much FUN being a bimbo. She didn't have to think about her dresses for clients, or fighting some horrible monster to save Equestria. She just had to think about being a good little nurse who nursed her patients.

Finally done, Patient 69 pulled himself and returned to his bed. Rarity laughed and giggled on the floor, only stopping to moan as her breasts jiggled as they grew once more, this time graduating to the size of beach balls.

“Heh heh heh heh ...” Rarity giggled again, running a finger over her growing lips, which were as red as rose petals. She pushed herself up. “That was, like, SOOO good.”

“See?” Discord asked. “Isn't being a bimbo so much … easier? You don't have to deal with all those pesky thoughts.”

Rarity giggled before answering. “Yes. No pesky thoughts for me! Hehehehe ...” She looked down and, enraptured by the sight of her own breasts barely held back in her outfit, used her hands to rub them and bounce them up and down.

“By the way, Rarity,” Discord reached over and pulled open the door, “I think I have someone here you'll want to meet.”

Rarity went into the hallway, not-so-secretly reveling in the feeling of her massive breasts bouncing up and down with each step. They were so jiggly! So … good.

“Id!” Rarity exclaimed, rushing to hug her black-clad clone.

“Rarity!” Id returned the hug, taking time to push her breasts against Rarity's. “What happened to you? You look … good.”

“I, like, embraced being a bimbo!” Rarity said, giggling. “It feels soooo good. I don't have to think about anything at all! My head is, like, totally empty.” Rarity rubbed at her stomach and her breasts. “Can't say the same for the rest of me, though!”

“Really?” Id said. “That's great! Let me have a look ...” Id leaned and gave Rarity a smooch on the lips, taking her time to enjoy Rarity's new thick, shiny lips. “Mmm!” Id moaned as she separated from Rarity. “Now those are some delicious lips.”

“Thank you!” Rarity ran a finger over her mouth. “Mmm …” She started looking around the hallway. “So, like, which patient should I go see next?”

“Hmm.” Id pressed a finger against her cheek.

“Actually, ladies ...” Discord appeared and wrapped his arms around both of them – a bimbo on each side. “I have a little job for you.” Discord walked them into the hallway. “You see, Rarity, I brought your friends back over, too. And, well … they're not taking to the bimbo thing as much as you are.”

“Okay.” Rarity raised an eyebrow.

“So I have a request for each of you.” Discord released them from his grip and clapped his hands. “I want you two to work together … and bimbofy the rest of Rarity's friends.” Discord smile. “Do you think you can do that for me?”

“Hmm.” Rarity pouted. “Will I get to suck their boobs?”

“Of course!”

“Then yes!” Rarity nodded. “We'll do it.” She exchanged smiles with Id.

“Excellent!” Discord gave a big, psychotic smile.

Footsteps could be heard coming down the hall, and a shadow rose on the wall.

“Oh!” Discord hid behind Rarity. “Look! I think Rainbow Dash is coming down the hall! You better think fast. Ciao!” Discord waved his hand at them before going back into Room 69 and closing the door.

Rarity and Id looked at each other, then looked down the hall, crossing their arms. When Rainbow Dash reached them, she would know they meant business.

Author's Note

This chapter proofread by Captain Croissandwich.

Submission

Rarity and Id stared down the hallway as Rainbow Dash's shadow approached, getting larger and larger as she got closer and closer.

“Rarity, I've been thinking ...” Id said. “And I think it might be better for you to handle this one alone. Rainbow Dash might not react well to seeing two of you.”

Rarity nodded. “Okay.”

“Great.” Id stood behind Rarity, crouching down to hide behind her. Her presence made it appear as though Rarity had a large lump of purple hair sticking out from her back.

Rainbow Dash stopped moving towards them. For a moment, Rarity thought she heard whispering. Rainbow Dash went on the move, coming into view of Rarity and walking at a slow, measured pace.

Rainbow Dash was quite surprised to see Rarity in the hallway. “Oh, uh, hey … Rarity.” Rainbow Dash scratched the back of her head. Rarity noticed she had a lump of rainbow hair sticking out from her back as well. “You look … interesting.”

Rarity giggled. “I know, right? That's what happens when you decide to be a happy bimbo like I did!”

“A … bimbo?”

“Yup!” Rarity nodded. “You could do, like, anything you want to me … and I won't say no.” Rarity fluttered her eyes at Rainbow Dash, swiveling her waist back and forth to to let Rainbow Dash enjoy the sight of her gargantuan bust.

“Uh, thanks for the offer, Rarity, but I'd rather just … be on my way.” Rainbow Dash was clearly uncomfortable. “I'm trying to find an exit from this crazy hospital. ”

“Should we punch her?” A voice which sounded like Rainbow Dash's asked. “I think we should punch her.”

Rarity blinked. “Who said that?”

Rainbow Dash sighed, putting a hand over her forehead. “I thought we agreed you would stay hidden! You might as well come out … Rarity, I'd like you to meet …”

The lump of rainbow hair moved. A woman who looked eerily similar to Rainbow Dash, only wearing bandages on her hands and without Dash's blue coat stepped out from behind her.

“My Id. Or so she tells me.” Dash said. Dash's Id narrowed her eyes at Rarity. “She's been trying to get me into a fight ever since she appeared.”

“Well ...” Rarity said. “In the interest of fairness, I feel it only fair to introduce you to ...” Rarity moved to the side. “My Id.”

“Hello!” Rarity's Id extended a hand towards Rainbow Dash's Id. “Nice to meet you!”

Rainbow Dash's Id looked down at Rarity's Id's hand. She swiped at it, and Rarity's Id retracted her hand in response.

“My, my,” Rarity's Id said, “You're quite the aggressive one, aren't you?”

“I'll show you aggressive!” Dash's Id snapped, bringing her fists up for a fight. “Come on! Come on!”

“Uh ...” Rainbow Dash attempted to restrain her Id and pull her back. “We're gonna go on ahead and try to find a way out. If we find one, I'll come back to get you, okay?”

Rarity was disappointed and pouted. “Don't you want to stay? You could play with me, and I could make you a ditzy bimbo!” Rarity giggled. “It's a lot of fun!” She said in a teasing voice, winking at Rainbow Dash.

“I think I'll pass.” Rainbow Dash sounded worried. “Come on, Id, let's go. Oh, and, uh, Rarity? Try to find some cure for that whole 'busty bimbo' thing you got going on before we come back for you.” Rainbow Dash ushered her Id down the other side of the hallway, passing Rarity and Rarity's Id.

“A cure?” Rarity was horrified as Rainbow Dash left. “She wants me to find a cure? She doesn't want to be a bimbo! I can't believe this!” Rarity stomped her feet. “I had a chance to bimbofy her, and I, like, totally messed it up!”

“Rarity, calm down.” Id put a hand on Rarity's shoulder. “Obviously, unlike you, Rainbow Dash doesn't remember her last visit to this hospital. But we can still bimbofy her. Now, think … during your last visit, what was Rainbow Dash doing when you found her?”

“She was ...” Rarity rubbed her chin. “She was lactating! And taking turns nursing with Pinkie Pie!”

“That's right!” Id smiled and nodded. “Now, don't you think she liked it? After all, if she didn't, she wouldn't have been willing to take turns with Pinkie Pie, right?”

“That's right!”

“So all we have to do is find someone lactating, and we'll be good to go.” Id said.

“But ...” Rarity put a finger to her chin, her eyes wide and innocent. “Where are we going to find someone?”

“Rarity ...” Id smiled. “Discord's changed some of the rules since you were last here. If we want to find a milky bimbo, all we have to do, all you have to do, is think!”

“Think?”

“Yes, think!” Id said. “Think about milk … about the last time you were with Rainbow Dash here in the hospital, and how much fun it was ...”

“About milk ...” Rarity repeated, closing her eyes to focus. “And it was really fun ...”

“That's it … good girl.” Id encouraged her.

“Milk ...” Rarity said. “Milk … warm, delicious milk … warm, tasty, flavorful milk … made by bimbos, for bimbos ...” Rarity opened her eyes at a sudden tingling sensation. “Oooh!” Her chest began to fill up with pressure.

Looking down at her chest, Rarity closed her eyes and focused. Grunting at the mental effort involved, she succeeded in tapping into the chaotic energy which filled the hospital and altered her clothes. Now, the shirt portion of her nurse costume had buttons where there were none before, making it easy for her to reach down and unbutton the shirt and shift her brassiere around to expose her breasts to the air as they filled up with milk.

“Hoooo!” Rarity exclaimed as dark-brown and pink liquids flowed out from the tips of her breasts. “It feels so good ...” Rarity stood there and enjoyed the sensation as chocolate and strawberry milk poured out from her chest. It felt so good to have the rich, creamy milk leak out from her breasts like a fountain, arcing up into the air and spilling on the floor. She would have been happily content to just stay where she was and let the milk pour out from her nipples.

“That's it.” Id said. “Now all we have to do is get Rainbow Dash to drink it.” Id grabbed Rarity's wrist. “Come on.”

“Where are we going?” Rarity asked as Id dragged her down the hallway.

“We're going to take a shortcut and cut Rainbow Dash off.” Id said.

Id guided Rarity through several hallways, turning corners and running around. Even with her bimbofied mindset messing with her sense of direction, Rarity realized the route they were taking would bring them to the same hallway Rainbow Dash was heading to.

“Now, we're going to have to be clever about this.” Id said. “And subtle.” She walked Rarity up to a drinking fountain.

“What's the plan?” Rarity asked, before taking another look at the drinking fountain. “Oh, I think I see.”

“Yes.” Id held her hand out, and a screwdriver appeared in her palm in a puff of pink smoke which reminded Rarity of Discord's cotton candy clouds. “Wait right here a moment ...” Id set about dismantling the fountain, unscrewing it from the wall and taking it out. How she was able to dismantle the whole thing with a screwdriver alone was questionable, as drinking fountains were a bit more complex than just screws. Removing the fountain from the wall revealed the system of pipes that carried the water to the faucet.

“Here.” Id reached into the hole left by the fountain's removal and knocked a pipe loose. “We'll put your milk in here. When Rainbow Dash comes, we'll get her to drink from the fountain, and she'll get a taste of your tasty milk.”

Rarity giggled and rubbed her hands together. “Mwhahaha! Perfect!” Rarity cupped her hands around her breasts and prepared to squeeze.

“Ah, wait ...” Id said. “We need to balance this out with the water. We need to put in enough for her to get a taste, but not so much that she realizes it's not just water at the first drop.”

Rarity nodded to show she understood.

“Why don't you let me do it?” Id reached up and put her hands on Rarity's exposed breasts. She grabbed and squeezed, causing Rarity's breasts to send out spurts of milk into the piping.

“Oooh ...” Rarity moaned, squeezing her breasts along with Id. “Oh, yes … make me your busty plaything!”

“Maybe later.” Id said, whipping her head around. “Oh, here she comes! You should button up your shirt. It'll look suspicious if you're going around with your boobs out like that.”

Rarity was disappointed she had to hide her beautiful, bouncy boobs from the world, but she buttoned up. Id put the fountain back together as quickly as she took it apart. The two of them folded their arms together and stood with their backs against the wall.

“Hey!” Rarity waved as Rainbow Dash and her Id appeared.

“Hey.” Rainbow Dash asked.

“Are you following us?” Dash's Id snapped.

“No!” Rarity's Id insisted. “We just heard you were coming this way.”

“You must be tired,” Rarity said. “You know, from all that walking around you've been doing. Why don't you have a drink?” She gestured to the fountain.

“Is this a trap?” Dash's Id asked. “I think this is some kind of trap.”

“Oh, be quiet. You've been nothing but paranoid and violent this whole time.” Rainbow Dash said. “Some water does sound good about now ...” As Rainbow Dash moved towards the fountain, Rarity's Id sashayed over to stand next to Dash's Id.

Rainbow Dash pushed the button and drank the water from the fountain's spout. She didn't notice, at first, as thin streams of brown and pink appeared in the water. Dash's Id did, and tried to call out a warning. It was too late, as the diluted milk already reached Rainbow Dash's tongue. Rainbow Dash kept drinking, enjoying the “water's” taste as it got sweeter and sweeter before she drank too much and needed to breathe.

Taking her hand off the button, Rainbow Dash pulled away, spitting out watery milk so she could catch air. “What ...” Rainbow Dash panted. “What's in this water?”

“My breast milk.” Rarity answered with a smile. Her hands moved towards her shirt. “I have some more, if you'd like.”

“Don't do it, Rainbow Dash!” Rainbow Dash's Id shouted. Rarity's Id grabbed her by the arm to keep her from intervening.

“Would you like more?” Rarity asked Dash, her fingers already on the shirt's buttons.

Dash panted. “Y-yes.”

Rarity, with a flirty, arrogant smile, unbuttoned her shirt and adjusted her clothes until her breasts were bare. Rainbow Dash came over and bent down, eagerly putting her mouth to Rarity's tips. Rainbow Dash closed her eyes she began to suck, nursing Rarity gently at first.

“No!” Rainbow Dash's Id insisted, reaching a hand out to Rainbow Dash. Rarity's Id continued to restrain her, and as Rainbow Dash drank more and more milk, Dash's Id's eyelids lowered. It appeared she was being affected by the milk as much as Rainbow Dash was. “No … oh ...”

“That's it.” Rarity told Rainbow Dash, bringing her hand over to cup Rainbow Dash's head. “Drink. Drink like a good bimbo would … drink and suck ...” Rarity bit her lip. Just talking about it was enough to get her aroused. She so enjoyed Dash's sucking of her sensitive breast-tip.

With not much to do other than encourage Rainbow Dash to drink, Rarity spared a glance towards their Ids. Rainbow Dash's Id had submitted to the milk completely, as she was doing some sucking of her own on Rarity's Id's breasts. Rarity's Id had a mischievous smile on her face as the combative Id became submissive.

Rainbow Dash popped her mouth from Rarity's breast. “Rarity … I want more. Please … I'll be a good bimbo, I promise … just give me more.”

“Will you?” Rarity asked. “Lay down.”

Rainbow Dash obeyed, getting down on the floor and lying on her back.

Rarity got down and crawled on top of her, her huge boobs hanging above Rainbow Dash's face like giant, hypnotic mammary globes. Rarity curled her hands around her boobs and squeezed, sending out spurts of milk which splashed all over Rainbow Dash's face.

“Oh!” Rainbow Dash moaned as chocolate milk leaked down one side of her face while strawberry milk leaked down the other. “Yes ...” Dash stuck her tongue and proceeded to lap up what she could with her tongue. When she had gotten most of it, Rarity lowered the very tip of her breast into Dash's mouth and squeezed again, squirting milk directly into her mouth.

“Ooooh!” Rainbow Dash let out a muffled moan, her fingers arching as she was overwhelmed by pleasure and the taste of the milk.

“Hmm?” Rarity felt movement beneath her. “Oh!” She was delighted to see Rainbow Dash's boobs jiggling – and growing, swelling in size and stretching out the fabric of Rainbow Dash's shirt until her boobs were almost as big as Rarity's. The stains which soon appeared in the shirt made Rarity even happier. "Yes ... that's it. A good bimbo should have big, bouncy boobs, and all girls should be good bimbos. Isn't that right, Rainbow Dash?" Rarity put her hands on Rainbow Dash's breasts and squeezed before re-inserting her breasts into Rainbow Dash's mouth and squirting more strawberry milk into her. Rarity rose up and squeezed her own breasts, spraying more pink liquid onto Rainbow Dash's face.

“How do you feel, Rainbow Dash?”

“Amazing ...” Rainbow Dash moaned, her eyes dizzy and unfocused. Her Id had been through a similar experience, as she was now standing in front of Rarity's Id with drops of chocolate milk escaping her lips.

“Will you be a good bimbo?” Rarity asked.

“I'll be a good bimbo ...” Rainbow Dash answered.

“Will you do your best to bimbofy others?”

“Yes ...” Dash breathed. “I'll do my best to bimbofy others ...”

Rarity giggled. “Okay. I'll let you go, then.” Rarity took one leg off Rainbow Dash, then the other before standing up.

Rainbow Dash sat upright, pausing to stretch her arms. Before she could get up, she was distracted by the sight of her own large boobs and took to jiggling them with her hands. She seemed almost mesmerized by the ripples in her shirt and her flesh. She shook her head and pushed herself up, using the wall for support.

Rainbow Dash wandered off, dragging her hand across the wall for support while using one arm to cover her chest and perhaps slow the flow of milk. “I'm gonna find a nice ... flat ... naive girl and I'm gonna show her the wonder of having a bouncy, leaky, pair of big boobs ...” Rainbow Dash's Id soon hurried to catch up with her.

Rarity and Id giggled.

“Well, mission accomplished, I'd say!” Rarity said. She and Id exchanged a high-five.

"Come on. Let's go find someone else to bimbofy!" Id said. She and Rarity walked down the hall.

Rarity soon bumped into someone tall, wearing a cloak. "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't see you - Flash Sentry?" Rarity was confused to see Flash Sentry here.

Flash Sentry turned to them, looking at them with concerned expressions. He was wearing a judge's robe. "You two have been misbehaving, haven't you?"

"Um, that, like, depends." Rarity put a finger to her lip. "What do you mean by misbehaving?"

Flash Sentry shook his head. He walked around them, getting behind Id. "Flash." He called out.

Another Flash Sentry appeared, this one wearing a scrubs-green shirt and beige pants. Rarity was attracted to the way the shirt hugged his muscles.

"Take this one." The robed Flash Sentry gestured to Rarity. He wrapped his arms around Id's midsection, lifting her up.

"Hey!"

The shirt-wearing Flash Sentry went to Rarity and grabbed her, lifting her up with ease and throwing over her shoulder.

"Id, what's going on?" Rarity asked.

"I don't know!" Id pounded at the robed Flash's arms, trying to make him let go. "Discord doesn't tell me everything!" Id pulled out a little pink cell phone and dialed a number. "Discord! What the heck is going on? We're, like, being totally attacked by Flash Sentry and a clone right now!"

"Oh. That." Discord laughed on the other end. "Well, I saw how easy a time you two had with getting Rainbow Dash to drink your milk, so I decided to give you more of a challenge. I brought Flash Sentry in as an orderly, but instead of giving life to and externalizing his Id, I brought out his Superego. You know, the moral part of his personality who decides on right and wrong, and would try to correct Rarity's naughty behavior?"

"Hmm. I suppose I can see where you're coming from with all that, but would it have killed you to give us some fair warning?" Id asked before hanging up. "Did you get all that, Rarity? Flash Sentry is an orderly, and this is his Superego!"

"Noted!" Rarity shouted as Flash carried her across the hall. "Now, what do I do about him carrying me away?"

"I don't know! Do whatever a bimbo normally does to get out of combat situations!"

"A bimbo doesn't have any combat skills!" Rarity screamed at Id. By now, Flash Sentry had carried her far enough for Id and Superego to no longer be visible.

"Let me go!" Rarity pounded on Flash Sentry's back. "I demand you release me at once!"

"Sorry, Rarity, no can do." Flash Sentry said, seemingly undisturbed by Rarity hitting him with her fists. "I woke up here, and the only clue I had was a piece of paper telling me about the nurses having 'inappropriate relationships' with the patients, and that it was my job to put a stop to it. It's not much to go on, but it's all I've got, and I've heard you been doing some very inappropriate things with the patients."

Rarity scowled with her plump lips. She supposed she understood where Flash Sentry was coming from ... but that didn't make her life any easier, did it?

Whatever a bimbo normally does ... Rarity thought about Id's words. What a bimbo normally does ... and what bimbo normally does is ...

Rarity had an idea.

"Flash, sweetheart?" Rarity spoke in a softer voice. "Would you at least do me the courtesy of turning me around?"

"Uh, sure." Flash lifted her and spun her around, so her legs were hanging off the back of him and her boobs were hanging in front.

"Excellent ... now ..." Rarity put her hands on Flash's cheeks and gave him a kiss on the lips with her plump, luscious kisser.

Flash enjoyed it at first, but he got a hold of himself and pushed her away from his face. "Rarity, what?"

"Oh, come on, now, Flash." Rarity seductively stroked his chin. "You can't honestly look at my body and tell me you're not the least bit tempted?" She waved a hand at her chest.

"Maybe a little," Flash admitted, "but you should know, Rarity, that my heart belongs to Twilight Sparkle."

"Oh, that's okay." Rarity put her hands on his cheeks again. "We're all friends-with-benefits here, Flash Sentry." Rarity pulled him into another kiss, and Flash moaned.

"No." Flash pushed her away a second time. "No. My job is to keep you under control."

"You said you were supposed to stop me from having inappropriate relationships with the patients." Rarity reminded him. "What about inappropriate relationships with the staff?"

Flash Sentry bit his lip.

"Come on, now ..." Rarity threw herself over the side of him. She flexed her fingers before groping his abdomen, squeezing her hand around his reproductive organs. "You can't really resist me, can you?" Rarity pulled down the zipper of his pants. With his underwear revealed, Rarity pulled it down, too, exposing his throbbing member. Rarity had already aroused him.

Rarity pursed her lips before giving the tip of his member a kiss and a light suckle before pulling back.

"Rarity ... we shouldn't." Flash said, though Rarity could see his resistance beginning to crumble.

"Do you like it when I suck on your equipment, Flash?" Rarity asked, fluttering her eyes at him. She stuck her tongue out and gave his member a long slurp. "Do you like that? Wouldn't you just love to orgasm all over my pretty little bimbo mouth?"

Flash bit into his lip, looking like he was going to explode.

"OKAY! YES, FINE!"

"Excellent. That's a good boy ..." Rarity whispered. Flash Sentry let her hang off his shoulders, pulling her down and holding her by the legs. Rarity wrapped her lips around his member while Flash Sentry put her up against the wall, pinning her and forcing her to accept it as he moved his member deeper into her mouth. Not that she minded.

Closing her eyes, Rarity proceeded to give him a good suck.

Flash Sentry moaned. His member pulsed and throbbed inside of her, responding to her affections. "Oooh ... oooh ..."

Rarity could detect a taste of his orgasm building up through his equipment. It beat and pulsed for a moment before releasing, orgasming into her mouth. Rarity moaned as his load passed over her tongue and mouth.

"Mmm ..." Rarity moaned, separating from him after she drained him of his masculine fluid. It wasn't the best-tasting she had, but it was still good. Flash just need to be a bit more ... bimbofied to compete with the patients.

Flash Sentry let out another moan and let go of Rarity. Rarity slid down the wall as Flash Sentry collapsed onto the ground.

Can you bimbofy a male? Rarity wondered.

Rarity was going to try it.

"Flash ..." Rarity whispered. "Flash Sentry ... are you feeling good?"

"Yes ..." Flash Sentry moaned, tilting his head back, oblivious to his member still being exposed.

"Would you like to feel even better?" Rarity hissed. "All you have to do ... is accept being a bimbo."

"A ... bimbo?" Flash Sentry seemed confused.

"Yes ..." Rarity continued to hiss seductively at him. "There's bimbofication magic built into the very core of the hospital ..." Rarity held her arms out. "All you have to do is reach out to it ... and submit to it."

Flash Sentry nodded. He closed his eyes and tilted his head back. Pink trails of mist began to appear in the room. They made their way towards Flash Sentry and curled around his body, onto his arms and abdomen. Flash Sentry moaned as the transformation took place. His arms were given bulging muscles, his chest becoming barrel-shaped ... and his member increasing in size.

"Ooh!" Flash seemed delighted at the enhancement.

Rarity rolled her eyes. Men. It wasn't like she had room to talk; how much did she enjoy it when her boobs were made bigger by the patient?

"Well ... I guess I'll see you around." Flash Sentry said. He got up, pulled his pants and walked down the hall, his mission to stop Rarity's "relationships" completely forgotten.

"Rarity?" Id asked, walking into the hall, showing a surprising amount of concern for Rarity given that her existence was based on turning Rarity into a busty floozy. "Are you okay? What happened? Flash's Superego just suddenly let me go ..."

"I might have something to do with that." Rarity answered. Id offered Rarity her hand and helped Rarity to her feet.

"What did you do?"

"I bimbofied him." Rarity gave Id a smile.

"You ... bimbofied him." Id repeated, a little disbelievingly. "You ... bimbofied a guy. What - what do you call that? A bimboy?"

"A himbo?"

"A bimbro?"

Id paused.

" ... all of those names are terrible. And coming from a Discord-influenced Id, that's really saying something."

"Yes. Maybe that's why you don't hear about males becoming bimbos more often; there's not a good name for it! So ..." Rarity looked around. "Where should we would go next?"

"I have an idea." Id grabbed Rarity by the shoulder, giving Rarity a half-lidded seductive look. "You've already done such good work, turning Flash Sentry and Rainbow Dash into bimbos ... I think you deserve a little reward."

"Ooh! I like where this is going!" Rarity smiled.

"Come on. Follow me." Id dragged Rarity down the hallway, back the way they came. Id led her down another hall and into a room, this one with another anonymous patient who was distinguished from the others by an air of chillness around him, as if he was relaxed.

"Oh." Rarity clapped her hands and ran up to the side of his bed. "Another patient for me?"

"Yes." Id said. "Enjoy."

Rarity licked her lips and bent over the side of his bed. The patient looked up at her and gave her a curious look before turning away from him.

"Whaaaat?" Rarity whined. "I don't understand! How could he reject me? I'm a sexy bimbo, aren't I?" Rarity turned to Id while she began to investigate her body. "Are my boobs not big enough? Is it my lips? Do they need to be plumper?"

Id giggled. "You want me to give you a hint?"

"Yes, please."

"Turn around."

"Turn around?" Rarity turned around, though she wasn't sure why. "How will that help - ooh!" Rarity moaned as the patient jumped her. He grabbed her by the shoulders and inserted his member into her, going up her nurse's skirt to enter her butt.

"Oh ... I knew I was forgetting something!" Rarity moaned as the patient moved inside her. It was an awful, horrible, wonderful violation of her body.

The patient pumped in and out of her. Rarity was left breathless by his quick, rapid pace. His member began to pulse, giving Rarity a warning before his inevitable orgasm happened. Not that it would do much good; she would accept it happily, like the good little bimbo she was.

His member throbbed and pulsated, rubbing against the inside of her buttcheeks, before releasing, sending a spray of nectar into Rarity's crevice.

Rarity's eyes rolled to the back of her head. It felt so good, so good to be a bimbo who all the patients here orgasmed into over and over. It felt so good to have his thick seed travel down her insides. And it felt really good when her buttcheeks began to grow, jiggling as they absorbed his spooge, increasing in size to cover more of his member.

"Ooooh!" Rarity blushed and fell down to her knees. His powerful orgasm made her feel so weak. So ... helpless to resist. He wasn't going to let it stop him. He continued to pump his member into Rarity, going in and out to tease her and pleasure himself. Rarity closed her eyes and reveled in the feeling of being used like this. She couldn't wait until he orgasmed into her again, making her even weaker and her butt even bigger.

Rarity closed her eyes, sitting still and simply ... letting it happen as he orgasmed a second time. His hot load poured into her tuchis, filling her with heat and nectar. Her butt cheeks jiggled and bounced as the properties of the spooge made them grow even bigger.

"Uh ..." Rarity let out a weak moan. Weakened further by his second orgasm, Rarity fell to the floor, her boobs squishing delightfully against the tile. He continued to ride her, though Rarity could sense he was beginning to get fatigued himself.

Rarity was going to be the best bimbo. Yes, she would do her best to bimbofy anyone else she came across in the hospital and let them get nice, huge, jiggly boobs and big, big butts, but she had to have the biggest and jiggliest boobs and butt of them all. Big, big, big boobs, and a big butt which made it easier for all the handsome guys here to use her body for sex to the point of mistreatment, and have them orgasm into her over and over and over ...

"Oh!" Rarity yelped, feeling the patient's third and final orgasm go down her hole. Rarity panted and let out a sigh as her butt cheeks bounced around, getting bigger again as it sucked up all of the spooge being poured into her. She now had a huge bubble-butt the size of a watermelon, which combined with her boobs, gave her a near-perfect hourglass figure.

The patient at last separated from her. Id went around and helped the patient back onto his bed, while Rarity crawled out to the hallway and sat against the wall. She enjoyed that, sure, but she didn't want to risk doing it again so soon if the patient recovered before she did.

"Hey." Id said, stepping out of the room and putting a hand on the wall.

"Hey." Rarity said back.

"You okay?" Id got down on the floor with Rarity.

"I'll be fine ..." Rarity breathed heavily. "I just need to ... take a moment."

"Listen," Id said, "I know you just had a rough experience with that patient, but would you mind if I, uh ..." Id put a hand on Rarity's boob and squeezed. "Helped myself?"

Rarity's mouth curved upwards in a smile. "Go ... right ahead."

Id, never one to do anything where she couldn't exaggerate something, whipped out a stick of lipstick. She uncapped it and applied to her lips, turning them red. Her lips jiggled and bounced as they swelled up and nearly tripled in size, consuming half of her entire face.

She pulled on Rarity's dress and went to work, using her exaggerated lips to suck on Rarity's strawberry-flavored nipple. Rarity closed her eyes and rested her back, content to let Id suck.

"Rarity!" Fluttershy exclaimed, running into the hall with them. "Am I glad to see you! I -" Fluttershy saw Id suckling Rarity's teat. Id and Rarity looked at her.

"Um ... you're clearly busy, so I'll come back later." Fluttershy put her hands behind back and walked off.

Rarity watched her go. She blinked and turned her head towards Id, who was still suckling her.

"Id ..." Rarity smiled. "I think we just found our next bimbo."

Author's Note

I feel like I should have more to say here. Uh. No, not much other than I hope you're enjoying the story so far, and will enjoy the next chapter?

Apple Pie

Id carried Rarity away from the door. While Rarity was still recovering from the effects of the slime's tasty liquid, Id was beginning to regret letting Rarity have this sneak peek at her eventual reward.

“Let me go!” Rarity recovered and struggled to get out of Id's grasp, reaching for the room with the slime. “I want more. I want to let that slime creature and its tentacles ravish me!”

“And you can have that,” Id said. “But not until after we've bimbofied the rest of your friends. We still have two more to go, remember?”

Rarity crossed her arms, pouting. “Fine. Who do we go to next?”

“That's my girl.” Seeing Rarity cooperate, Id let Rarity go, confident she wouldn't run off. Id whipped out her cell phone and dialed up Discord. “Hello, Master. It's Id. Rarity and I are still working on changing her friends, and I was wondering if you could point us to the direction of Applejack and Pinkie Pie? Uh-huh. Got it. Thanks, darling.”

Id hung up her cell phone and turned to Rarity. “Okay. Discord's told me where we can find Applejack. Follow me.” Id went out into the hall. Rarity, still thinking of the slime creature, hesitated, considering the idea of sneaking back over to it. But she thought better of it and followed Id, reasoning Id would pull her away again, and she could spend as much time with it as she wanted once she'd did what Id asked and transformed her friends.

Id guided Rarity to another hallway, where Applejack was just leaving an adjacent room. Applejack closed the door and her eyes lit up with recognition upon seeing Rarity.

“Rarity?”

“Helloooo, Applejack.” Rarity greeted.

Applejack scratched her head. “What happened to y'all? I don't remember you being quite so … big.”

“Oh, I don't know what you're talking about, A.J.!” Rarity tried to get Applejack to relax with some airy laughter.

“Yeah, okay,” Applejack said. “Listen, do you know a way out of this here hospital? I can't help but feel like I've been here before, and it's making me a little uneasy. I don't trust anything in here.”

“Oh, but you can trust me, Applejack.” Rarity said.

“I hope so. So, can y'all help me?”

“I suppose.” Rarity tapped her chin. “But I have no idea where the physical exit is.”

“Shoot.” Applejack snapped her fingers. “Well, why don't we look for it together?”

“Maybe in a little bit,” Rarity said. “Right now, darling, why don't you join me for a snack? You looked tired and you must be starving.”

“A snack?” Applejack asked. “I don't know, Rarity. At a time like this?”

“It'll be fine.” Rarity dismissed her concerns. “I've been here for a little while, and I know there's nothing here that's going to hurt us.”

“All right. If y'all insist ...”

“Perfect! Follow me, please.”

Rarity guided Applejack into a room with a blue door and window in it. Going inside, Applejack was baffled by the set-up inside. There was a table with a white tablecloth, with a candle set up for a romantic dinner, and a variety of food set out by one of the chairs.

“Goodness, Rarity. Y'all call that a snack?” Applejack asked.

“Yes, I do.” Rarity giggled and sat down. “Please, have a seat.” She gestured to the empty chair.

Applejack pulled the chair out and sat down. Applejack looked at the food. She noticed it was all apple-based products, and she noticed it was all set up by her chair. Rarity didn't even have a plate. “Uh, Rarity? All the food is on my side.”

“Is it? I hadn't noticed.”

Applejack looked at the food again. She grabbed a plate and lifted it up, meaning to give it to Rarity. “Are ya sure y'all don't want some of this?”

“I'm fine, Applejack. But if you insist.” Rarity reached over and took the plate, setting it down in front of her, though Applejack noticed she didn't take anything from it. “Why don't you try the apple fritter, Applejack?”

Applejack searched for the apple fritter. When she found it, she picked it up and lifted it towards her mouth. But she stopped. She was beginning to get a serious feeling of deja vu, like she had been in this building before, and she couldn't help a suspicious feeling about the apple fritter.

“Please, eat, A.J.” Rarity pleaded. “You're going to hurt my feelings if you don't. I put out all this food for you, and then you don't take a single bite out of it?”

Applejack believed her and felt guilty. She was still suspicious, but Rarity sounded sincere, and she couldn't stand to hurt her friend's feelings. “Alright.” Applejack took a bite of the fritter, eating half of it in one gulp. She chewed and chewed and swallowed.

“Hey, this is pretty good.” Applejack said. Feeling more at ease, she rested her arm on the table and continued eating the fritter. Her cheeks bulged as she chewed the gooey pastry up and gulped it down. “Got any more?”

“I'm afraid not, but there's plenty of other food here for your consumption.” Rarity gestured to the food.

“Rarity, you sure do talk funny. Don't mind if I do.” Applejack rubbed her hands hungrily and greedily, before picking up an apple slice and tossing it into her mouth.

“Enjoying yourself?” Rarity got up and went around the table to Applejack's right.

“I had my suspicions, Rarity, but I have to admit I am.”

“Bonjour, mademoiselle.” Id appeared, wearing a maid outfit which hugged her cleavage. “Can I help you?”

Applejack stared at her. “Rarity, who's this?”

“She's my … other sister.” Rarity said.

“Really?”

“In a manner of speaking.” Rarity said.

“Here, mademoiselle.” Id reached down and picked up an another apple slice. “Why don't you enjoy your meal?” Id stuck the slice into Applejack's mouth. Applejack nodded and chewed the slice before swallowing.

“Oh, you can't just eat the same thing over and over, Applejack. Here, why don't you try some of this applesauce? Have some variety in your meal and keep it from getting bland.” Rarity picked up a spoonful of applesauce and shoved it into Applejack's surprised mouth. Rarity lifted the spoon up, and Applejack nodded, sucking the applesauce off it.

“Huh?” Applejack wrapped her arms across her belly as she felt a gurgle. Rarity and Id smiled, pleased with their work.

Applejack's stomach began to bounce and jiggle, growing and stretching in size. Her growing stomach formed a bulge in her clothing, straining her vest and lifting her shirt up.

“Mmm ...” Applejack moaned, rubbing and running her hands across her expanding stomach.

Rarity and Id were put off by this. “Id, can I talk to you for a minute? Stay where you are, Applejack.”

“Okay.” Applejack's loving, hungry gaze fell on the food.

Rarity wrapped an arm around Id's shoulder and walked her away from the table. “Id, why is the food making Applejack's stomach bigger? I thought she had her muscles grow the last time she was here.”

“Well, excuse me!” Id said. “Did you get the exact same thing as you did the last time you were? Did Twilight? Did Pinkie?”

“I'll admit to that, but still. I thought the plan Discord gave us when we talked to him again was to feed her enchanted food and make her muscles grow and turn her into the amazon she was last time she was here?”

Id shrugged. “I thought it was, too. Maybe Discord wasn't paying attention and put the wrong enchantment on the food he gave us. Maybe this is a test for how we deal with the unexpected. Or maybe it's part of some fake-out, where we make Applejack really big and jiggly in the stomach, so then she's willing to become a muscular, amazonian bimbo to get rid of her big belly?”

“I hadn't thought of that. Maybe that's it.” Rarity said. She heard the sound of something squishy moving, along with what sounded like someone inhaling. “Applejack? Are you alright?”

“I'm fine, Rarity!” Applejack said. “I'm just … finding it harder and harder to resist this delicious food ...”

Rarity and Id walked back over the table. They saw Applejack had eaten everything on at least one of the plates, and her stomach had gotten bigger again as well, growing to the size of a large pail. Her vest was showing more signs of strain and threatening to tear.

“Oh ...” Applejack groaned. “I'm feeling a little uncomfortable.”

Rarity and Id, despite Discord throwing them a curveball (whether it was through malice or inattentiveness), decided to go with the flow.

“Here. Let me help you with that ...” Id got down on her knees and began to undo the knots holding Applejack's vest closed, allowing her grown belly to spill out and flop down.

“Applejack?” Rarity asked in a sweet voice, picking up a plate. “Would you like some more?”

“Ooh … yes, please!” Applejack answered, her eyes half-lidded and her face adorned with a dull, blank expression.

“I thought you might say that.” Rarity picked up a piece of food off the plate and brought it to Applejack's mouth, placing it on Applejack's lips before pushing it in. Applejack moaned again as she chewed and swallowed.

“Why does this food … taste so good?” Applejack asked. “There's something unnatural about it ...”

Rarity poked Applejack's forehead with her finger. “Don't you worry your pretty blonde head about it. Let us do the worrying for you. You just relax … and eat to your heart's content.”

“Okay.” Applejack giggled.

“Here, I'll help.” Id stood up and picked another plate. She picked up a piece of food and put it into Applejack's mouth, pushing it with her thumb. Applejack ate it, chewing it up and swallowing almost as if out of habit.

Rarity smiled and chuckled. Getting fed by Rarity to her left and a Rarity look-alike to her right … Rarity imagined Spike might like to be in Applejack's place right now.

“Here, Applejack. Why don't you have another bite?” Id said.

“Don't mind if I do.”

“And another,” Rarity said, feeding Applejack a caramel apple.

“And another.”

“And another.”

“And another.”

“And -”

Rarity interrupted Id at this point, raising her hand to object. Id had grabbed a huge handful of food, some of which was dripping orange filling down her wrist, and was about to shove it all into Applejack's mouth at once.

“Let's not get carried away.” Rarity said awkwardly. “She can only eat so much.”

“Ooooh ...” Applejack's eyes rolled into the back of her head. She threw her head back against her chair as her tummy rumbled and jiggled and bounced, swaying from side to side as it grew into enormous proportions. Her stomach swelled up the size of a beach ball, and the rest of her body was beginning to put on weight to compensate for the added mass, her arms and legs getting thick and puffy. Rarity and Id smiled at the sight, pleased with the results of their efforts.

Applejack groaned in disgust, leaning – almost more like rolling – forward. “I can't work at Sweet Apple Acres like this. That is, assuming I ever get out of this here hospital … ”

Rarity and Id looked to each other. Rarity gave Id a wink. She was beginning to suspect their idea about making Applejack fat and jiggly so she would want to be tall and muscular was Discord's plan.

“But Applejack, your belly is so big and jiggly!” Id put a hand on Applejack's stomach. “I know a few, very handsome guys who are into that sort of thing ...” She gave Applejack's stomach a squeeze.

“Well, I'm not into it!” Applejack protested, waving her puffy arms around. “I need to be in shape so I can work on the farm!”

“Come with us, ” Rarity said, wrapping her arm around Applejack's. Id wrapped her arm around Applejack's other arm, and they helped to lift her up out from the chair. “We'll find something to help you.” They helped carried her out the door.

“Thank y'all, Rarity.” Applejack glared at Id. “At least y'all can be helpful, unlike your sister over here. Say, I don't think I ever caught y'all's name.”

“What's in a name?” Id said.

Rarity and Id carried Applejack during their trip through the hallway. Though Applejack wasn't quite so heavy she couldn't walk, she wasn't used to carrying this much weight around and struggled to balance herself. She hoped Rarity and her “sister” would have an idea soon.

“Rarity.” Id whispered and gestured her head at a door. “Look.”

Rarity peeked her head up over Applejack's shoulder. Id had found an exercise room. She could see the equipment through the window in the door.

“Applejack, I think we've found something.” Rarity said. “This way.”

Rarity and Id turned Applejack around and brought her inside the gym. Inside there was a variety of exercise equipment, and a locker for clothes.

“Oh, a gym!” Applejack exclaimed. “Perfect.”

“Yep.” Id said. She looked around the room for something it would be easy get Applejack onto. “Why don't we try the treadmill?”

Rarity and Id brought Applejack to the treadmill. Rarity pushed Applejack onto while Id went around and activated it.

“Now, Applejack, Rarity and I have to go do some other things.” Id said. “Will you stay and exercise on the treadmill until we come back?”

Applejack nodded. “Uh-huh.” As the treads on the treadmill began moving, Applejack was quick to begin walking before breaking into a quick jog. Her heavy weight meant she couldn't keep the jog up for long before tiring out and panting, but she stayed on the treadmill, doing her best to keep pace. “I'll be right here when y'all get back.”

“Great! Thank you, darling.” Id leaned over the treadmill and gave Applejack a kiss on the lips. “We'll be back soon.”

Rarity and Id left the room, waving Applejack goodbye. Applejack waved back at them as Id closed the door. Through the window, Rarity could see as Applejack put all her focus into exercising.

“You said we had to go do other things?” Rarity asked, crossing her arms. “What other things?”

“Isn't it obvious?” Id said. “Pinkie Pie! Applejack is pretty taken care of, but we still need to find and bimbofy your friend Pinkie Pie.”

“Of course. How could I forget?” Rarity smacked herself for being so forgetful. “So where do we, like, start?” Rarity let out a deep breath. She had been suppressing her bimbo vernacular to avoid tipping Applejack off about something going on, but with Applejack now away in the exercise room, it felt like, so totally good to slip back into it.

“Well … we could try over there.” Id pointed down the hallway, where Pinkie Pie was doing somersaults towards them. She was going to crash into them if she didn't stop.

“Pinkie Pie, stop!” Rarity shouted.

Pinkie Pie did, halting in mid-air with her feet in the sky and her hands off the ground.”Oh, hey, Rarity. What's up?”

“Oh, nothing.” Rarity said. “But could I, like, get you to do me a favor and come with me?”

Pinkie Pie spun in mid-air until her feet were pointed towards the ground. She descended gently until her feet rested on a solid surface. “Sure! I love going with friends!”

Rarity chuckled, rubbing her hands together in anticipation.

“So, where are we going?” Pinkie asked.

Rarity and Id looked at each other.

“We, uh, we don't know yet.” Rarity said. “But if you'll, like, join us, we'll figure it out as we go.”

“Fine by me! You know what they say about the journey being more important than the destination,” Pinkie Pie said.

Rarity gestured down the hall. “Lead the way, please.”

Pinkie Pie, Rarity, and Id went down the hallway. Pinkie Pie walked ahead of them, something Rarity and Id arranged on purpose so they could whisper to themselves.

“What's our plan for her?” Id asked.

“I don't know yet.” Rarity answered. “We'll just keep moving until we find something that looks promising.”

The three of them continued walking without any idea about where they were going or wanted to go.

Pinkie Pie tried to make small talk. “So, Rarity, what have you been up to?”

“Oh, nothing much,” Rarity said.

“By the way, I haven't asked about your new friend,” Pinkie said. “She looks almost just like you! Who is she?”

“She's my estranged sister,” Rarity said.

“Hmm.” Pinkie Pie stopped. “Say, speaking of looks … now that I think about it, you look a little different.”

Rarity put on a poker face.

“I got it! You did something with your hair, didn't you?”

“Oh, I did!” Rarity ran a nervous hand through hair, trying to get Pinkie Pie to buy her lie. “Thank for you for noticing!”

“Rarity.” Id tapped Rarity's shoulder before grabbing and pulling her away. “Excuse us for a minute, Pinkie Pie. We'll be right back. Wait there, okay?”

“Okay!” Pinkie Pie saluted them.

Id pulled Rarity away and brought her back through the hallway.

“What? What is it?”

“I think we've found something.” Id pointed at a door and the room number.

“Room 72.” Rarity read off from the room's designation. “I remember Patient 72. He was so sweet, so … good.” Rarity gasped. “He's perfect! We'll bring Pinkie Pie to him.”

Id smiled and nodded. “I thought you would agree.”

“Oh, but wait!” Rarity realized something, remembering the details of her last visit. “He only likes big women. Ones with more than a little meat on her bones. And Pinkie Pie … isn't.” Rarity looked to Pinkie Pie down the hall with concern, resting a hand under her chin. Pinkie Pie waved to her, oblivious.

“Hello, darling!” Rarity waved. “I see you there! Just be, like, patient for us, okay?”

“Okay!” Pinkie flashed Rarity a thumbs-up.

“Hmm.” Id idly looked to the side, meaning to think. Her face lit up when she saw something. “Ah! The vending machines.”

Id and Rarity walked over to where two vending machines were stationed side-to-side in the hall. Rarity wondered how she could have roamed the hallways as much she did and not notice them before.

“We'll use the candy from these to fatten up Pinkie.” Id explained, reaching over to the buttons.

“I'm not going to have to, like, suck the vending machine or something?” Rarity asked. Given the nature of the hospital, she was right to be cautious. “Because that would be, like, ew.”

“No,” Id answered with a smile. She focused her attention on the machine before turning back to Rarity. “Although … we could -”

“No.” Rarity held her hand out. “No, stop. Just finish what you were doing.”

“Alright.” Id pressed her fingers to the side of the machine. The machine whirred and hummed before pushing forward and dispensing several different candies at once, building up a pile of chocolate and other sweets inside its access chamber.

Id reached in and scooped the huge pile into her arms while Rarity waved Pinkie Pie over.

“Pinkie Pie, darling? Could you, like, follow us in here?” Rarity pointed to Room 72.

Pinkie Pie giggled, though it sounded a little uncertain. “Sure! Though I'm not sure what we're supposed to be doing in there ...”

Rarity held the door open for Pinkie and Id to go through. Once they were in, Rarity closed the door.

“Have a seat, dear.” Rarity told Pinkie Pie. Pinkie sat on the middle of a bench, which Rarity thought was too perfect.

Id, moving carefully, stuffed the candy onto the desk behind the bench, hiding the candy from Pinkie by placing it right behind her head, and putting it somewhere where both she and Rarity could access it.

Rarity took a seat by Pinkie's left, while Id occupied the seat to her right.

“So, uh … what do we do now?” Pinkie asked, looking between them.

“Now ...” Rarity reached over and pulled a chocolate bar out from the pile, moving her hand like a snake and wrapping her arm around her body to make it look to Pinkie Pie as though she had pulled the bar out from her pocket. “We relax.”

Rarity unwrapped the corner of the chocolate bar. Id did the same, unwrapping a bar she had picked from the pile.

Pinkie Pie looked at both of them, swiveling her head to switch. “No way! You guys both have candy bars? Where did you get them?”

“Oh, yes. We got them from the vending machine in the hall.” Rarity answered, lifting the bar to her lips, teasing Pinkie Pie. Rarity knew what she was doing, taunting her friend. It would her make her want the candy so much more. Rarity saw the upset look in Pinkie's eye and took it as her cue. She stopped the bar from going into her mouth, pointing the chocolate towards her. “Here, Pinkie Pie. Do you want a bite of mine?”

Pinkie's face brightened and she smiled. “I would! Thanks, Rarity.” Pinkie reached over and broke off a piece of the chocolate, and popped it into her mouth. “Mmm, that's pretty good!”

“Oh, what the heck.” Id broke off a piece of her chocolate and offered it to Pinkie. “Might as well. After all, I wouldn't want to be rude.”

“Oh … thank you.” Pinkie Pie took the piece and ate it as well, the hard chocolate crunching in her mouth as she chewed. A little bit of a smear was developing around her lip.

“Here.” Rarity broke off another piece of her chocolate. “Why don't you have another, Pinkie? It's not like I need the extra sugar.”

“Oh, no. I couldn't!” Pinkie waved her fingers. “It was pretty good, but that's your candy bar, Rarity. I don't want to take it from you.”

“And I thought you loved sweets, Pinkie Pie.” Id said.

“I do!” Pinkie Pie said.

“Then why don't you prove it?” Id asked, crossing her arms.

“Well, I, uh ...”

“Darling, I insist. Take it.” Rarity shoved the piece of chocolate into Pinkie's mouth, stuffing it in and pushing it past Pinkie's lips. Pinkie Pie chewed and swallowed while Rarity kept a finger to her mouth to discourage Pinkie from trying to reject the gift by spitting it out.

Pinkie gulped and her resistance was lowered by the delicious taste of the chocolate. “Mmm! Okay. That's good. Do you have any more?”

“Plenty.” Id popped open a bag of bite-sized chocolates she sneaked over while Pinkie Pie was facing Rarity. She pulled out a piece and put it on Pinkie's bottom lip. Id took her finger and gently pushed the circular chocolate into Pinkie's mouth. Pinkie chewed it once before swallowing.

“Here.” Rarity broke off another piece of her chocolate bar, presenting it to Pinkie. Pinkie grabbed it in her hands with her fingers curved upwards like talons before shoving the chocolate into her mouth.

“Why don't you take the rest of it?” Rarity offered to Pinkie in a gentle voice.

Pinkie Pie reached up a hand and hesitated.

“I'll be fine.” Rarity said. “Besides, there's more where that came from.” Rarity winked at her.

Pinkie took the chocolate bar from Rarity's hand. Pinkie undid the wrapping with care before shoving the entire bar into her mouth and wolfing it down.

“Mmm ...” Pinkie sighed contentedly, taking a deep breath. The smear of chocolate around her mouth was getting bigger, and her stomach was starting to expand. It wasn't really big yet, but Rarity and Id would ensure it was soon.

Id grabbed Pinkie by the head and rotated her around. She lifted the bag to Pinkie's mouth and shook it, pouring the chocolates in.

“Here's another bar for you, Pinkie.” Rarity offered Pinkie Pie a block of white chocolate. Pinkie Pie was about to bite into it before stopping.

“Hey, wait a second ...” Pinkie looked down and saw her growing belly. “You two are feeding me all this candy trying to fatten me up for … something, aren't you?”

Rarity sighed and rolled her eyes. “Oh, we've been found out, Id. Yes, I'm afraid you've caught us red-handed, Pinkie Pie. We are trying to 'fatten you up.'”

“The only question is … now that you know, are you going to do anything about it? Or would you rather we keep feeding you this–” Id licked a piece of chocolate “–delicious candy?”

Pinkie Pie thought about this.

“No. Don't stop, girls.”

“That's what I thought.” Id said.

Rarity and Id continued to stuff Pinkie Pie, feeding her milk chocolate, white chocolate, chocolate pieces, tarts, some sour candy, gummy candy, and peppermints until her stomach was nice and big and round and jiggly, around the size of a wooden barrel. At one point, they even had Pinkie lay flat on the bench while Id dropped chocolate pieces into her mouth like a medieval wench feeding her king grapes.

“Oh, yes.” Rarity dug her hand into Pinkie's bulbous stomach, squeezing and rubbing it. Pinkie Pie found it surprisingly … stimulating. “You've gotten quite full, haven't you?”

“Yeah,” Pinkie Pie said. “But I think I'm done.” She wiped the chocolate smear off with her arm.

“I think she's ready. Don't you?” Rarity asked Id, raising an eyebrow.

“I think so,” Id agreed with a smile.

“Ready for what?” Pinkie sat up, her huge stomach swaying and jiggling.

“We have something for you.” Id said.

“Ooh! Is it as good as the candy?”

“I assure you, it will be even better. Pinkie, I'd like you to meet … Patient 72.” Rarity walked over to the bed and pulled the blanket off Patient 72. “He doesn't have a proper name, but he's sweet. Say hi, Pinkie Pie.”

“Hi!” Pinkie Pie waved and walked over to the bed. It was a bit difficult for her, as her legs had gotten thicker and chubbier, but she crossed the distance.

Patient 72 grunted at being woken up. He rolled over to see who was bothering him, and his eyes went wide at the sight of Pinkie Pie.

“Hello again, 72.” Rarity waved at him. “I don't know if you remember me, but this is my friend, Pinkie Pie.”

“Hi!” Pinkie Pie waved again.

“You're .. beautiful,” Patient 72 said, rising up from his covers to admire Pinkie Pie.

Pinkie Pie blushed. “Aw, thanks! You're pretty cute, too -” Pinkie turned dead silent. Her eyes were drawn to a cut in Patient 72's gown where his large, erect member was poking through.

“Oh, wow.” Pinkie Pan fanned herself as heat rose through her face. “You know, Rarity, I've never really thought about … this sort of thing, but seeing him, I have to admit, I'm … tempted.”

“Well?” Rarity asked. She grabbed Pinkie Pie by the neck. “Get on him, you chubby little sucker-in-training, you!” She forced Pinkie Pie down on 72's member.

Pinkie was still for a moment, recovering from shock. But when she did, she closed her eyes and began to suck 72, and suck hard.

“Oooh ...” 72 moaned, putting his hands on the side of his bed. He pushed himself up, stepping out of the bed. Pinkie Pie moved with him, stepping backwards and doing what it took to keep her mouth from separating from his member.

72 walked forward a bit, pushing his member further into Pinkie's mouth. Pinkie Pie got on to her knees, eager to be submissive towards him if she thought it would get her what she wanted sooner.

“Ladies,” 72 acknowledged Rarity and Id. “My apologies for filling up your friend here in front of you.”

“Oh, not at all! Don't be.” Rarity crossed her arms under her breasts, smiling. “Go ahead, darling. Fill her up.” Rarity thought for a minute that voyeurism might need to be added to her list of crimes, but she realized it was already on there.

72 nodded. He looked down at Pinkie with a warm smile, moaning to express his affection. Rarity eyed him as she saw contractions form in his pelvis.

72 breathed and moaned, moving forward inside Pinkie. Pinkie Pie moaned from the feeling of him inside, and she could sense he was close.

72 orgasmed. His release flowed straight down into Pinkie's mouth, filling her mouth with his essence. Pinkie Pie moaned, loving the taste of it. She guzzled his orgasm down. Her stomach grew wider, and her arms and legs grew chubbier thanks to the particular effects 72 had on a woman's body.

When he was done, Pinkie Pie pulled away from him. “You were right, Rarity … that is much better than the candy.”

Rarity giggled. “Isn't it?”

Id poked Rarity's shoulder. “We should go check on Applejack. Make sure she's doing okay.”

Rarity nodded. “Id and I need to go, dears. Can I trust you two not to get into trouble? Can I trust that Pinkie Pie won't overwork 72 and that 72 won't try to fill Pinkie Pie up?”

“No.” Pinkie Pie answered.

“Perfect!” Rarity clapped. “That's what I like to hear. Who's a good bimbo? 72, make sure you fill her up. Pinkie Pie, make sure you drain him dry.”

Pinkie Pie waved at Rarity and Id as they left. “Now, where were we?” She took her place on 72's member again, looking up at him with half-lidded bedroom eyes as she sucked.

Rarity and Id returned to where they found the exercise room. Rarity, thinking it would be rude to barged in there, knocked on the door. “Applejack? Are you still in there, darling?”

The door swung open, and they were greeted by Applejack. “Howdy.” She had succeeded in her exercise routine – and then some. She was taller, with bulging muscles across her entire body, although she retained her large breasts. She had changed into an outfit for exercise, with orange shorts and a dark sweatshirt, and she was carrying a weight in one hand, easily lifting it up and down while she talked to them. It made Rarity happy to see her friend as the muscular, amazonian bimbo she knew Applejack was meant to be.

“Applejack! You lost weight!” Rarity exclaimed, jumping on Applejack and engaging her in a tight hug.

“Yeah,” Applejack said. “I managed to shake off a few pounds, and well … I guess I got carried away.” Applejack chuckled.

“It's so good to see you like this!” Rarity kissed Applejack's breast.

“Whoa there, Rarity.” Applejack grabbed Rarity, lifting her up with ease and setting her on the floor. “I get that y'all are happy to see me like this, but I don't recall giving y'all permission to do that.”

“Of course, darling. I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me.” Rarity said. She gave Applejack another look. “We need to get you changed. You can't go around the hospital dressed like that.”

Applejack chuckled again. “Eh-heh, well ...”

Rarity was not going to hear any of Applejack's excuses, walking around her and pushing her backside out into the hall, before turning and going to a dressing room where Rarity could find a nurse outfit for Applejack.

Rarity pushed Applejack into the room and closed the door. She searched through the nurse outfits until she found one in Applejack's size. “Yes, yes, this will do.” She picked one up.

“A nurse outfit?” Applejack asked. “I don't know, Rarity. Aren't there nurses who need those?”

“I have a friend who works here who assures me they have extras,” Rarity said. “Come now, turn around.”

Applejack sighed, recognizing Rarity wasn't going to let her leave the room until she was in a white nurse's blouse. She turned her back to Rarity and spread her arms.

Rarity undid the buttons on the nurse outfit and threw it around Applejack, making sure to seal up the entire thing so Applejack was fully covered, even with her breasts poking through the gown. Rarity found Applejack a cap as well and placed it on her head.

That done, Rarity reached inside the dress and began to remove the sweatshirt.

“Hey!” Applejack exclaimed, turning her head toward Rarity with worry shown in her bared teeth. “What are y'all doing?”

“Just helping to get you changed, dear,” Rarity assured her, whipping the sweatshirt off and pulling up through the collar of the nurse gown, to the discomfort of Applejack's head. Rarity was so tempted to give Applejack's breasts a squeeze right now, as little would be covering them now that Rarity had removed the sweatshirt. But she held that impulse and also did not try to remove Applejack's shirt. Rarity got the feeling Applejack would roundhouse kick her if she tried.

“Now, what to do with you ...” Rarity thought, cupping her chin. Who or what would be the best way to bimbofy Applejack?

“'Do'?” Applejack asked. “What do y'all mean, “do'?” Applejack turned around to face Rarity. Seeing her spin around and seeing her breasts jiggle gave Rarity an idea.

“I've got it!” Rarity snapped her fingers. “This way!” She grabbed Applejack by the wrist and dragged her out of the changing room, dashing down the hallway.

“Rarity?” Id asked as Rarity and Applejack passed her in the hall. “Where are you going? Where are you taking her?” Rarity was too eager to get Applejack where she wanted her to answer Id.

“Here.” Rarity said, tossing Applejack into a room with a patient. The same patient who had orgasmed into and expanded Rarity's butt earlier. Rarity figured, Applejack had a big bust; why not complement it with a big booty?

“Sit down right there, if you would.” Rarity pointed to the patient's bed.

Applejack was concerned about the patient she could see in the bed. “Y'all sure if it's all right for me to sit there?”

“Yes.” Rarity said. “It'll be fine. Go on. Sit.”

Applejack sighed. Crossing her arms, she parked her rump down on the side of the bed. “Now, Rarity, would y'all tell me what am I doin' in here?”

“It'll all be clear in a minute, darling.” Rarity walked up to Applejack and ran a hand through Applejack's hair. “Do try to relax for a minute, won't you?”

Applejack puffed out a sigh. She closed her eyes. “Okay. I'm relaxin'.” She heard something shift on the bed as the patient became aware of her presence and rose to meet her. “What was that?”

“Nothing. It was nothing.” Rarity assured her. “This bed's just a little old, that's all.”

“Hmm.” Applejack believed Rarity, giving her the benefit of the doubt. She supposed being old would explain the creaky noises the bed was making. She didn't know it was the patient crawling towards her.

Applejack felt something flick up the back of her gown.

“Now what?” Applejack asked, preparing to turn around. Rarity panicked and grabbed Applejack by the cheek, pulling her head back. “Rarity?”

“I … just wanted to admire your cheeks, Applejack,” Rarity lied. “That's all.”

“That's nice, Rarity, but something is moving on this bed with me, and I intend to find out what.” Applejack said.

“No!”

“'No'?” Applejack said. “Rarity, y'all can't expect me to share a bed with something that I don't know what, but is movin' with me.”

To keep Applejack from turning around and discovering the patient, Rarity threw herself forward and planted a kiss on Applejack's lips, using her luscious bimbo lips to distract Applejack.

“Mmm … Rarity?” Applejack asked in a daze after Rarity pulled away.

“Quiet, darling. It's alright,” Rarity assured her, massaging Applejack's shoulders so she would be less tense and easier for the patient to penetrate.

“Rarity, I ...” Applejack's head shook. The magic in Rarity's lips had made her disoriented, but Rarity knew it wasn't going to last.

“Shh,” Rarity told her, planting another kiss on her. This time, Applejack returned it, wrapping her arms around Rarity. Rarity took advantage of this moment of weakness and put one hand around Applejack's breast, cupping it from below, squeezing so Applejack would remain focused on it.

Applejack felt a sudden bump against her bottom – the patient's member entering soon after. “The hay?” Applejack tried to turn around again, but Rarity held her cheeks steady, kissing her again. This time, Rarity used her tongue, forcing it into Applejack's mouth, flicking it all around inside, bumping it against the inside of Applejack's cheeks to keep her mind anywhere but on the intrusion into her bottom.

“What the?” Applejack exclaimed after breaking away from the kiss, as the patient started to thrust. “Rarity, what the hay is goin' on here?

“Applejack ...” Rarity said in a sweet voice, bracing her fingers on Applejack's chin while continuing to rub one of Applejack's breasts with her hand. “Please, just accept it.”

“Accept what?”

“What's about to happen,” Rarity said. “Believe me, you'll like it. But you have to let it happen first. And that means no turning around, and no being surprised at what's going on.”

“And why should I do that?” Applejack asked.

“Applejack, do you think I would do anything to hurt you?” Rarity asked.

Applejack looked down, Rarity's words making her feel guilt for not trusting her friend. “I suppose not ...”

“Plus, it will make you stronger!” Rarity said. “Yes, stronger so you can work on the Apple farm. It'll make you weaker at first, but stronger later. But you have to accept it first. Just … accept it.”

Applejack looked to the floor. It was getting hard to concentrate on Rarity with whatever was making its way inside her, but she looked at Rarity and nodded. “Okay.”

“Good.” Rarity purred. She didn't know if the patient's spooge would make Applejack any stronger, if perhaps because she suggested the idea, the magic of the hospital would make it happen. But if it didn't, Rarity was going to twist Id's arm until Applejack did get a strength upgrade.

Applejack's acceptance was well-timed, as the patient released his first load into her, filling her buttocks with his spooge. Applejack moaned, feeling the heat inside of her and her will begin to fade. She was pushed up off the bed as her butt absorbed the orgasm, her cheeks growing in size and becoming softer.

Applejack closed her eyes. “So that's it, huh? Can't say I feel much stronger, but maybe it hasn't kicked in yet …”

Applejack let out a whoop of surprise as the second release was released into her bottom. She was startled by it, but the more spooge poured into her bottom, the more she realized she liked it. She tensed her fingers against the bed and moaned, trying to relax as she filled up with his spunk, her bottom increasing and expanding in size, pushing her further off the bed.

A third and final orgasm soon followed. Applejack leaned forward, moaning, her entire body shaking as her bottom was pumped full of the patient's release. Her cheeks grew, adjusting themselves on the bed, becoming as big as gourds and soft like cushions. Large enough to comfortably hold more than one patient's member.

Applejack stood up, separating from the patient. The patient, exhausted, fell backwards onto his bed.

“So what do you say, Applejack?” Rarity asked, smiling deviously. “Are you ready to be a good, big-breasted, big-bottom, amazonian bimbo?” Rarity offered her hand.

Applejack nodded. “I am. I love it. I love getting spooge in my bottom so much ...” She took Rarity's hand and they shook on it.

“Wonderful,” Rarity said. “And now that you're on board, maybe I can get you your old job as head of the maternity ward. Wouldn't that be something?” Rarity giggled.

Applejack, her memory of her last time here flooding into her now that she was bimbofied and posed no threat of trying to leave, giggled as well, remembering how her breasts were filled with milk for the position. “Yeah. Something.”

Id opened the door and entered. “There you are. So, Rarity, what did you get up to now?”

“Id, I'd like to present the newest member of our bimbo club.” Rarity gestured to Applejack.

Applejack waved. “Hi.”

“The newest member, huh?” Id put her hands on her hips. “Congratulations, Applejack. Welcome aboard. Wait.” Id froze and her eyes widened. “You've bimbofied Applejack.”

“Yes.” Rarity hissed.

“And you know what means?” Id put on a broad, toothy smile.

“I do!”

“Now that you've bimbofied Rainbow Dash, Fluttershy, Twilight, Pinkie Pie, and Applejack ...”

“WE CAN GO SEE THE TENTACLE MONSTER!” Rarity and Id screamed in excited unison.

Applejack looked to both of them, hoping one of them would explain. She scratched her head. “The who what now?”

Rarity giggled. She grabbed Applejack's hand. “Come on! We'll explain when we get there.” She dragged Applejack out the door and Id followed close behind. It was time to gather her friends and take them all to the slime basket.

Rarity and Id went through the hospital, making their rounds to find the rest of Rarity's friends.

They found Fluttershy and Rainbow Dash in a dim room with the door open. Fluttershy was lying on a bed, while Rainbow Dash immersed herself in Fluttershy's cleavage, suckling on Fluttershy's boobs. Fluttershy's chest had grown larger. She hadn't been idle since Rarity last saw.

“Oh.” Fluttershy noticed Rarity staring at her from the hallway. She pushed Rainbow Dash off. “Hello, Rarity. What are you doing here?”

“I was looking for you.” Rarity answered. “I'm trying to gather up the girls. There's something in the hospital we're going to be treated to.”

“That's nice.” Fluttershy cupped her breasts. “What do you think of my boobs, Rarity? Are they big enough now?”

“I think they're perfect,” Rarity said.

“Yeah!” Rainbow Dash cheered, delirious. She licked her lips. “Boobs are the best … especially bouncy ones filled with milk.” As she said this, she crawled towards Fluttershy and cupped Fluttershy's breasts from behind, eliciting a squeal out of Fluttershy.

“Go ahead, Rarity,” Fluttershy said, blushing and closing her eyes as Rainbow Dash groped and cuddled her. “We'll be with you in a minute.”

Rarity nodded and continued on her way. She was lucky enough to find Twilight not too far from Fluttershy, a couple of rooms down. She was stunned by what she found.

Twilight was on a bed, being … serviced by three males at once: Spike, and the other two males being patients.

Rarity cleared her throat, trying to ignore the shameless sight and her own jealousy. “T-Twilight Sparkle, darling?”

Twilight groaned and removed herself from Spike. “What do you want, Rarity? Can't you see I'm a little busy here!?”

“Yes,” Rarity said. “I just wanted to tell you that the girls and I are gathering towards the back of the hospital for something Id promised me. We can't start until everyone is there, and that means I need you to be there.”

“Can it wait?” Twilight asked.

“Yes, of course. As soon as you're finished, darling.” Rarity held her hand over her eyes to hide the sight as she moved away from the door.

Twilight sighed. “Sorry, boys. It looks like I'm going to have to finish this up sooner than I had planned ...” Spike and the patients murmured understandingly and gave Twilight their assurance she was forgiven. Twilight returned to what she was doing with Spike.

“Three males!” Rarity exclaimed once she was away from the door. “How did she convince three males to get inside her at once? It's not fair! The entire time I've been here, I've never gotten more than one! I wish I had three boys who would come with me to bed and take me …”

“Hmm.” Id rubbed her chin, making a note of Rarity's wish.

After the girls finished what they were doing, Rarity and Id brought them to the room with the slime monster in the pit.

Id climbed one of the crates and sat on the edge, leaning against the wall. “Time to enjoy the show,” she muttered.

Rarity led the girls to the container where the slime awaited them. “Well, here are we!”

The girls spread and surrounded the container. They looked in.

“That's it?” Rainbow Dash asked. “This is what you were so excited about? A pile of … goop?”

Rarity giggled. Rainbow Dash was in for a surprise. “Lean closer, darling. Closer.” Rarity led the girls. Each of them put their hands on the edge of the container and looked inside.

The slime burbled, sensing the presence of busty, big-bottomed bimbos nearby for it to deposit its ... seed? into. It shot out its tentacles, shaping each one into an imitation of a member, and forcing it into the girls' surprised mouths. It shot a load into each of their mouths, pleasuring them immensely with its delicious fluid. And the best part was they didn't have work for it. They didn't have to suck one bit.

But they were going to anyway. Closing their eyes and enjoying it, they sucked on the tentacles in their mouths, putting their big, thick lips to work. The rumbling noise the creature made in response suggested it enjoyed them doing so.

"There," Id said. "Doesn't it feel good to give in? To be a bunch of sucking bimbos?"

The tentacles began to contract in different areas. As the members pulsed, the girls didn't notice the contraction of the tentacle slightly below, which had the effect of pulling them in, drawing them closer to the pool. Rarity noticed, though, opening her eyes to see what was going on.

The tentacles launched another load into their mouths, distracting them as they were pulled further down, towards the pool. The pool grew more tentacles, which were thin and vine-like. These ones reached up out of the canister and curled around the girls' waists, coiling them up in a tight loop. They lifted the girls up and brought them down into the pool of goo, submerging their bodies inside the slime. They sat with their backs to the wall, sinking down on their bottoms.

Rarity understood. The contraction of the tentacles was to pull victims inside the pool while it distracted them from noticing by blasting their mouths with its delicious seed.

Something shifted around Rarity's bottom. “MMPH!” Rarity grunted as she felt something pierce her bottom and go inside. It took her a second to realize it was another tentacle-member. The same thing happened with her entrance, as a tentacle made its way in there and began to pump its seed into her. Judging from the grunts and moans the girls were making, the same thing was being done to them.

“Mmm!” Rarity moaned again as each tentacle went into overdrive. The tentacle in her mouth increased speed, shooting a continuous stream of spunk into her. The other tentacles inside her followed, blasting her butt and her entrance with seedy ooze. Rarity made an observation, that the closer to the creature's center one got, the faster it could deliver its seed inside.

And what a delivery it was! Rarity seemed to have her wish from earlier granted, as the members pumped her constantly. It was like an endless stream of hot, thick spunk being delivered into her body. Each major orifice had a yummy thick tentacle inside, completely occupying the space of her orifices, and each tentacle was spraying its spunk inside her. She was going to swell up with how much spooge she was receiving.

“Mmm, mmm!” Rarity moaned and bucked wildly as her body began to feel a quarter-full. The tentacle's seed was so good, she didn't think she could ever get enough. But it had been spraying inside her for a little while now, and she was starting to be unable to handle much more.

“MMMMMM!” Rarity screamed into the tentacle in her mouth as she reached orgasm, the tentacles' pleasure becoming too much for her to bear. She bucked and thrusted forward, letting her orgasm play out. She could see the rest of the girls screaming as they joined her, returning the pleasure the slime creature was giving them by orgasming into it.

The slime creature growled as it sucked up their orgasms. The members inside them slowed down, coming to a stop, and the tentacles retracted from their bodies.

“Ooh … it's over already?” Rarity whined.

Panting, the girls climbed and crawled out of the canister, landing on the floor, still covered in bits of the purple slime.

“That was fantastic …” Rainbow Dash said.

“I know,” Rarity whined. She and the other girls stood up and walked towards the door. “I still want more ...”

Id chuckled.

Rarity and the others regarded Id with suspicion.

“What are you laughing about?” Rainbow Dash asked.

“I know something you don't,” Id answered in sing-song.

“Oh yeah?” Rainbow Dash crossed her arms. “And what's that?”

Tentacles shot out from the slime's container. They launched towards of the girls, grabbing a hold of them and pushing them towards different parts of the room. The tentacles began to reshape into members and push their way inside the girls. It still had seed to deposit, and it was going to deposit its seed into them, whether they liked it or not. Luckily for them, they really liked it.

“That it's not quite done with you,” Id chuckled. “Another thing you should know … it can sense which orifice you like it in most by sensing which one you reacted the most to, so it'll go for that one this … second time around.”

Truth was put to Id's words as a tentacle made its way into Rarity's mouth and immediately starting shooting seedinside of her. One also made its way into Twilight's mouth, while others stuck up Applejack's and Pinkie Pie's bottoms. Fluttershy and Rainbow also got tentacles in their mouths, if only for a lack of anything they'd preferred.

“Huu~ ...” Applejack groaned as the member pulsated inside her. “AAAAAAAH!” She screamed in ecstasy as the member released a huge load up her bottom.

“Mmm ...” Rarity moaned, lying backwards as she sucked the tentacle in her mouth. It was generously giving her all the spooge she wanted. And she wanted a lot.

“Guuuh!” Applejack moaned again, her eyes half-closing.

“Applejack?” Rarity asked, moving away from her tentacle. “Are you all right?”

Applejack didn't answer, instead falling down to the floor. The reason for her distress was made clear as everyone could see. Applejack had been lucky to earn having two tentacles make their way inside her butt, pumping her bottom full of spunk at twice the rate of the others.

“So good ...” Applejack moaned, lying flat on her stomach and submissively accepting it as the tentacles pumped her. “It's all so clear to me now!” Applejack declared, pushing herself halfway up. “I live, I exist for my big bottom! My big bottom exists to suck up spooge ...” Applejack sighed and laid back down, raising her rear up as the tentacles continued to pump her fill.

“Hey!” Pinkie Pie complained. “How come she gets two, and the rest of us only get one?”

“Huh?” Twilight expressed some fear when two tentacles wrapped her chest in an X-shaped formation. The ends lifted up and pointed at her face before shoving themselves into her mouth, feeding her spunk. Twilight fell over backward in pleasure.

Pinkie raised her finger. “I withdraw my complaint. OOOOH! Oh, yeah ...” Pinkie smiled broadly as the member inside her bottom released a massive load, filling her entire body up with an excessive amount of spooge.

“Mmmmmm ...” Rarity moaned, a tentacle pushing into her mouth and shoving its way down, pressing her head against the crate she was on and forcing her to accept it as it pumped more spunk into her. Not that she needed convincing.

The tentacle finished, lifting itself up out of Rarity's mouth. Rarity gasped, watching it go with a smile on her face. She kept her eyes on it as the tentacle and the other tentacles retracted back inside the canister.

“So … Id,” Rarity said, sitting upright. “Is there anything else we should know about this slime, or is that it?”

“That's it for now,” Id said. “It's going to take Slimey here a while to recover. But of course, if you'd like to wait and be here when it does ...”

“No, no.” Rarity waved her hands. “I can't speak for my friends, but I think I'll pass.”

Rarity pushed herself off the crate and hopped down. “So, now that I'm done with this tentacle monster, what else is there to do in the hospital?”

Id smiled and raised a finger. “Follow me. There's a few little … touch-ups that I forgot to give you.”

“Touch-ups?” Rarity asked.

“Yes. And I need something for you to distract yourself with while I go get something ready ...” Id rubbed her hands. Rarity wanted to ask what Id was planning, but decided not to, trusting that Id would show it to her when it was ready.

“Come on. This way.” Id waved her hand for Rarity to follow her.

Id led Rarity out in the hallway, and they turned a corner and went some distance before arriving at their destination. As they drew up on the room, Rarity recognized the area. It was where she had a patient whose effects on her were to make her mind extremely bimbo-y.

In fact, this was the exact patient Id was taking her to.

Id stopped at the room and pulled open the door. “In you go!” She slapped Rarity on the back, pushing her inside. Id shut the door behind her.

Rarity looked over her shoulder at the door, worrying slightly about Id's plan. She shrugged her shoulders as she shrugged off. She focused her eyes on the patient in the room. The very attractive, rugged, muscular patient, and noticed he had blonde hair, which slipped her notice last time.

“Ah. Hello again,” the patient greeted her, recognizing her. He moved to the side and patted the empty space of the bed next to him. “Come on up here.”

Rarity smiled and did as he asked, going towards the bed with her boobs jiggling left and right. She hopped up on the bed, landing with an impact that made the mattress shake.

“Lie down on your back,” the patient said.

“Okay.” Rarity giggled and turned over, lying on her back.

The patient rolled over onto her, crawling on top of her. He put his hands on her shoulders and held her firmly.

Rarity smiled and giggled, anticipating whatever he was going to do to her. “Oh!” She let out a squeal when, after lifting the skirt of her gown up, his large member penetrated her entrance. He moved up and down, thrusting inside of her.

“Oh my, darling, careful,” Rarity said with a blush. “I might need a moment to adjust …” She growled as her body adjusted and contracted to tighten around his member. He began to thrust, pumping his member into her, teasing her as he took it out and put it back in again.

“Oh, yes ...” Rarity moaned, fluttering her eyes. She adjusted herself on the bed to make it easier for him to go up and down. “Oh … oh! Yes, darling, yes! That's, like, totally it.” Rarity writhed on the bed as he pleasured her.

His body jumped and down as he pumped and pumped inside her. His member was shaking inside her.

“Ooooh … oooh.” He moaned, his eyes copying Rarity's, as his member began to pulse. Rarity had to bite her lip. She was going to enjoy this. Any second now and ...

“Oooh!” The patient screamed as he orgasmed, filling Rarity up with spunk.

“Ooh!” Rarity yelped as his hot fluid made its way inside her. It was so thick … “Yes, yes!” She flailed and writhed in pleasure. “Yes! Yes! That's what I want! That's what I … love.” Rarity breathed, sighing as he pumped his fluid into her, filling her up. “Oh, yes … keep going. I want … as much as you can give me ...”

Rarity leaned back on the bed, relaxing as best she could while her eager bimbo body was pleasured by the presence of thick spunk being pumped inside her. She didn't notice as her hair gave off a bright sparkle, slowly shading itself into a whitish color before turning a bright platinum blonde and her purple lipstick being changed into a dark, enticing red which better showed off her moist, thick lips. Her nurse gown was changed from a neutral white to a bright pink.

“Aaah ...” Rarity moaned. Just when she thought this place had run out of surprises, it went and found a way to bring her bimbo-ness to another level. These must have the little "touch-ups" Id was walking about. She could feel her mind take another step further into being a ditzy bimbo. She had been biting back her bimbo-speak most of the time here because she didn't want to tip off her friends, but after her sessions with this patient, she now totally realized, with all of her friends bimbofied, there was, like, no reason not to say words like "like" and the like as much as she liked.

“So good … I love it. I want more.” Rarity was disappointed when she looked up at her lover and saw his eyes close, his body sinking down on her with his head landing between her breasts.

"Oh," Rarity cooed in disappointment. She lifted him up and gently pushed the sleeping patient off, moving herself slowly off the bed, going slow to avoid disturbing him.

"So, like, now what?" Rarity wondered to herself. She hoped she would go somewhere where she could get lots of spooge inside her. Or breast milk. Breast milk was good, too. Maybe she could go see the tentacle slime again.

Rarity looked down at herself. She grabbed at her chest and tugged at her gown. She didn't know it had turned pink. When did that happen? It must be while she was preoccupied with the patient.

Maybe I should, like, go find a mirror … see if anything else has changed.

“Tee-hee!” Giggling at the thought of looking at herself, Rarity skipped down the hallway to find a mirror, her boobs jiggling the entire time.

“Huh? Ooh ...” Rarity found a dressing room with a wardrobe and a vanity mirror set, marked with a heart-shaped border around the door. It makes sense that a “hospital” like this one would provide somewhere for new bimbos to get a look at themselves.

Rarity went inside and pulled up the seat near the vanity, admiring her reflection, taking note of her changed lips, her blonde hair, and her pink outfit. She also saw her bright-pink nipples had enlarged with her breasts, poking out over the edge of her blouse.

“Ooh ...” Rarity squealed. She leaned forward and put her hands on the mirror. “Aren't you just the, jiggliest, giggliest, sexiest bimbo of them all?” She affectionately rubbed her reflection's cheek.

“Mmm.” Feeling the need to have her body be appreciated, but with no males around to oogle her and do it for her, Rarity leaned in closer and gave her reflection a kiss on the lips. “Mmm ...”

She was a little surprised when her reflection kissed back. It slapped its hands around her cheeks and held her as it shoved its tongue down her throat, sliding in, out, and around her mouth. Her reflection pulled away, allowing Rarity to move away.

Her reflection looked at her and giggled, her red lips curved up into a smile. “Hm-hmm!”

Rarity paused for a moment.

“Honestly, given the nature of this place, I should have seen that coming.” Rarity said.

Her reflection giggled again. It pulled down at its blouse, sensually peeling the cloth away like the peels of a fruit to expose its huge boobs and bright-pink nipples. Rarity was taken in by just how good they looked and got a little jealous before remembering …

Oh yeah, those are MY boobs. It's my reflection, duh! Oh, I can be such an airhead …

The smile of Rarity's reflection grew broader. It rubbed its hands on its boobs, running its palms and fingers over it, closing its eyes as it pleasured and groped itself. It shot Rarity a devious smile before bringing its fingers down and squeezing its boobs hard. Little drops of milk spurted out from its boobs.

“Oh!” Rarity lunged forward, feeling the pressure of her reflection's hands on her real, non-mirrored boobs. Milk spurted out from her as well.

Her reflection had a smirk of deep satisfaction. Closing its eyes, it squeezed again, sending out sprays of milk.

Rarity moaned and panted, feeling pleasure as milk sprayed out from her boobs. She pulled down her blouse so it would have room to escape, the drops landing on the vanity table. Her reflection gave her another squeeze, sending out a spray of milk from Rarity's boobs. Rarity noticed something about the fine, misty spray as it spread across the table. It had white drops, brown drops, and pink drops into it.
“Oh!” Rarity gasped with realization. Her reflection had somehow made so her breasts had all three different flavors of milk at once! Vanilla, chocolate, and strawberry. This way, she could switch between the three, and she didn't have to grow a third breast to have all three flavors like she did the last time she was here.

I mean, don't me wrong, that was kinda fun. But it was way too unwieldy. Rarity thought, Oh, there I go using big words like “unwieldy!” I'm, like, supposed to be a bimbo now! I'm not supposed to use big words like that! What if all the boys get scared of my smartness and decide they don't want to have sex with me?

Her reflection squeezed her boobs again, making a massive fountain of all three milk flavors pour from her breasts. Rarity let out a moan and collapsed onto the vanity, her breasts squishing and getting soaked by the pink and brown puddles of milk they were making, which were pouring over the side of the dresser and cascading to the floor like waterfalls.

“Enjoying yourself?”

Rarity looked towards the door to see Id and Discord, standing there with smug, satisfied smiles.

“Ooh, very much!” Rarity pushed herself up, her boobs making a pop as they lifted from the puddle of milk, milk still dripping from the entire width of her milk-soaked boobies.

“What do you think, Master?” Id gestured to Rarity.

“Hi, Discord!” Rarity crossed one leg over the other and twirled a finger through her blonde hair. “Do you want me, to, like, give you a suck?”

“Thank you, Rarity, but no. Not right now.” Discord walked into the room and inspected her. “Hmm.” He stroked his chin as he examined, walking from one side of the chair to the other to inspect her. Rarity moved from side-to-side to give him the best views of her body. “Yes. You've become quite the little bimbo, haven’t you?”

“Totally.” Rarity continued to twirl her hair. “Are you doing anything later? Because I would, like, really like to get to know you better.” She made an attempt at flirting, but Discord knew where her interests really lied.

“Very well,” Discord said. “Good job, Id. Carry on. I'll check in on you again later. I've got a feeling Rarity is going to enjoy this for a good while yet!” Discord chuckled and walked out of the room.

“Bye!” Id waved as a flash of Discord's teleportation magic appeared from the hall. She turned to Rarity. “Now, Rarity, I've prepared a little surprise for you ...”

Rarity gasped. “Another one?”

“Yes, another one.” Id rubbed her hands together. “I think you'll like it. I'll take you to it.” Id gestured at the door. “Oh, but before we go, you should pull your blouse up.”

“Aww!” Rarity whined. “Do I have to? I like the idea of, like, totally going bare and letting all the guys see everything there is to see of my big boobies, tee-hee!” She giggled.

“Come now, Rarity. You don't want to give away everything at once. You've got to give them a little surprise, something for them to look forward to, or there's no excitement for when you do finally bust out your bust. Isn't it better to come up to them fully clothed, and then surprise them by showing your big boobies?”

Rarity sighed. “You're right.” She worked on pulling her blouse back up. “So, where are you, like, taking me now?”

“This way!” Id crooked her finger and walked out the door.

Rarity followed her like a good obedient bimbo. Or a dog. Either one, really.

Id let Rarity to a spacious room. Waiting for her inside were three patients, each on their own bed, and the guys she had bimbofied – Spike and Flash Sentry, in addition to Big Macintosh, whose muscles seemed bigger and hair seemed blonder than Rarity remembered either being.

“Big Macintosh?” Rarity asked. “What are you doing here?”

“I brought him here,” Id explained. “Just for you. I saw how jealous you were, the envy in your eyes when you saw Twilight Sparkle with three men for her pleasure. So I decided to set up the same for you! I brought Big Macintosh in as a special gift.”

“Oh, Id, thank you! I'm going to enjoy this.”

“I'll leave you to it.” Id winked at Rarity, leaving the room and disappearing behind the corner.

Spike rubbed his hands together in anticipation. “So, uh, Rarity, now that you're here ...” He walked up to her and started working on pulling his pants down.

Rarity was offended by his presumptuousness. “Spike!” Rarity crossed her arms. “I can't believe you! You think, like, just because I've turned into a busty bimbo, that automatically means I want to suck you? … I mean, I do, but you should at least ask first!”

“I, uh, well ...” Spike blushed and stammered. He was not expecting this reaction from her.

“You gotta admit, Spike. She has a point,” Big Macintosh said.

“Yeah,” Flash Sentry added. “We should let the lady decide what she wants to do before forcing it on her.”

“You know what?” Rarity said. “Just for that, I'm going to teach you a lesson ...” Rarity got down to her knees and pulled Spike's garments down for him. She went to work on him, sucking his member and sucking it hard.

Painfully so.

Spike bit his lip as his blush grew brighter. Now he was realizing he had made a mistake, and the extent of it. When he orgasmed, it was not so much a sexual release as it was a relief he didn't have to deal with Rarity's harsh treatment anymore.

“Ooh,” Spike clutched at his stomach and limped away.

“Mmm.” Rarity closed her eyes. She may gotten it in a raging fury, but she still appreciated Spike's spooge. “Who's next?”

The men all looked at each other.

“I think we should all go inside her at once,” Flash Sentry suggested, to the others' agreement.

“What? All of you?” Rarity exclaimed, panicking. “No way! There's, like, no way I can fit all of you inside me at once! MMPH!” Rarity's protests were silenced by Big Macintosh shoving his large member into her mouth. Rarity forgot what she was complaining about, giving into the urge to suck his delicious member.

Big Macintosh gently rocked her back and forth to relax, her mouth making slurping noises as she sucked.

Spike and Flash Sentry joined in as soon as Rarity had relaxed a bit. Taking up Big Macintosh's side, they rubbed members together as the two of them slid their way into Rarity's mouth, Spike on the right and Flash Sentry on the left. They struggled to get in with Big Macintosh's generous equipment in the way.

“Mmm.” All Rarity could think about was the delicious taste of their flesh, her worries forgotten. She sucked all three of them without complaint, sliding her tongue underneath their members. The vibrations of their members as they each got closer and closer was unlike anything Rarity ever experienced before in Equestria or the hospital.

“MMPH!” Rarity's eyes widened in pleasure as they all released into her at the same time. As their massive release of thick cum went down her throat, she reflected she was glad she didn't do them by having them take turns; this was so much better.

After gulping all of their seed down, she pulled away. Their combined load made her forget everything she'd been doing for the last ten minutes. All she could remember was that some cute and generous boys had been giving her plenty of spunk to drink. "Oh, gee, wow. That's good ... that's really good .... the best yet. Um. Weren't we, like, talking about something?"

“We were talking about how much you would love to have all three of us cum inside you.” Flash Sentry said.

Rarity gasped. "Like, oh my gosh, I would, like, totally love that!"

The boys each assumed new positions. Big Macintosh put his member back in her mouth while Spike and Flash Sentry went to the front and back of her, with Spike penetrating her bottom while Flash pierced her entrance.

Rarity moaned and sucked on Big Macintosh, her body contracting to pull the other boys further in. She sat there, sucking and nursing Big Macintosh's member while letting the other two have their way with her.

It didn't take too long for them to all to start orgasming into her. Each of them shooting hot loads of thick nectar in her. She couldn't even think about resisting. It was so good, so good. And she got to have it all, because she was a good bimbo. What she really liked was the rare moments where they got in sync with each other and orgasmed into each of her orifices at once, filling her up with spunk.

"Look at her go!" Spike said. "Where does she keep it all?"

As if answering Spike's question, Rarity's belly began to swell up, full as it was with their mucky fluids.

“Ooh ….” Rarity loved this. This was even better than the tentacle monster. There was just something … about having a real, live man cum inside her which the tentacles just couldn't quite replicate. And the fact of them being the boys she and Id had bimbofied made it so much sweeter.

“Mmmm ...” Rarity moaned, enjoying Big Macintosh's release of another orgasm into her throat. She felt his member pull away and sucked, trying to suck it back in, but it escaped her lips. Rarity's jaw dropped as she saw Big Macintosh retreat.

“Macsie!” Rarity whined, reaching a hand out towards him. “Where are you going?”

“I'm sorry, Rarity,” Big Macintosh said as he buckled his belt and made himself decent. “But I need to rest. Not to worry, though. This man right here is here for you.” Big Macintosh went to a bed and slapped his hand on the patient's, tagging him in. The patient got up and stood off the bed, leaving Big Macintosh free to take his place resting on the bed.

The patient, his member poking through his gown, went up to Rarity and shoved it into her mouth.

Now Rarity understood what the patients were here for. They were there to be tagged in when of her male partners got tired. That way, even if they were spent, she never had to go for more than a few minutes without a member in each of her orifices giving her spooge. Her desperate orifices which needed to be filled constantly with their seed.

She was a good bimbo. A great bimbo. The perfect bimbo. She was ditzy, dumb blonde who needed others to tell her what was good for her, and they were telling her it was good for her to swallow lots and lots of spunk. She loved ingesting their huge loads of hot, seedy, oozy, gooey cum. So thick. So hot. So ... plentiful and sweet.

With this system of tagging the patients in and cycling between them, Flash, Spike, and Big Macintosh, Rarity never had to run of spooge to drink. They could keep rutting her. They could keep orgasming into her and keep filling her up with spunk over and over … and over and over and over and over and over and over and over and over …

She was a good bimbo.

Author's Note

This chapter was written in mind to be workable as a final chapter, as I wasn't sure how much writing I was going to be able to do.

So I have slight confession to make in that certain words tend to make me uncomfortable. Which, as you can imagine, it is a bit of a hindrance when you're trying to write sex scenes. So for this chapter, after some prodding from others and encouragement from friends, I'm finally working up the nerve to actual use the word 'cum,' in one of my stories, and will attempt to use just a tiny bit more often. Like, not super often, but at least enough that's not just the same "Spooge-spunk" rotation over and over like I've been doing.

Bonus Round!

Celestia woke up on the floor, rubbing her sore head.

“Ooh … what hit me?”

The last thing she remembered was being knocked out by a blow to the back of her head. She looked around and saw she appeared to be in a hospital, which she could tell from the checkerboard pattern on the floor and the medical supplies on the cabinets.

“Where am I?” Celestia asked, standing up. She noticed she was still in her regular clothes—a white, flowing dress—so at least she hadn't been changed while she was out.

The door clicked open.

Celestia whipped around, ready to fight if she had to, but she wasn't unprepared for the sight that greeted her in the door. Applejack looking … different. Celestia didn't remember Applejack being so busty, or muscular, or nearly as tall she was currently.

“Princess?”

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

Applejack giggled. “I'm here to take y'all to the Director for your check-up, Princess! Would you follow me?” Applejack gestured to the doorway. Her southern accent seemed more pronounced than usual, almost like a caricature of herself.

Celestia wasn't sure if she should trust Applejack, given how she was woken up and how strange Applejack was acting, but not seeing much of a choice if she wanted to get anywhere, she went out the door and followed Applejack through the hall.

A man in a gown passed them by and waved at them. Celestia found something off about the perky manner in which he greeted them, and that he didn't seem to be at all concerned the Princess of Equestria was walking through the building. She didn't expect him to get down on his knees and bow to her, but she found a little odd that there was no acknowledgment of her title.

“Wait here,” Applejack said, stopping Celestia in front of a door with “DIRECTOR” printed on the window in a black letter. Applejack knocked on the door and went inside.

Celestia crossed her arms, waiting for her to come out. She looked out the window and saw it was pitch-black outside. How long had she been out?

“Director? I have Princess Celestia waiting outside. She's ready for you.”

“Good. Send her in.”

Applejack opened the door. “The Director will see you now.”

Celestia became even more unnerved as she passed Applejack and went into the Director's office. Applejack waved at her and left.

“Come in, come in. Have a seat.” The Director said, waving her hand from behind her leather swivel chair. Her office was elaborately decorated, with fine carpet and comfortable seats, two of which were set up in front of the desk.

Celestia felt the chair with her hand, checking it for traps, like a pin or a pressure activated ejection button. She sat down. “If you don't mind my asking, what am I doing here, Director … I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name?”

The Director's chair spun around.

“Rarity, darling,” Rarity answered, smiling with her shiny, pink lips, a cigar smoking in her mouth.

Celestia blinked, taking in Rarity's busty, curvy body. She was suspicious of this hospital, if that's what it was, since she was woke up, but now she was sure something was going on. Since when was Rarity a blonde?

“Rarity?” Celestia asked. “I'm sorry, Director Rarity?”

“Oh, there's … like ... no need to be so formal, darling,” Rarity said, getting distracted by her long, pink nails. She adjusted the cigar in her mouth before wrapping two fingers around it and taking it out, blowing a puff in Celestia's direction. “After all, we're friends here.”

Celestia winced and closed her eyes, turning away from Rarity and trying to shoo the smell of the cigar's smoke away. Strangely, it didn't smell at all unpleasant, smelling like lavender soap and flowers instead of burning nicotine and tar. “Um … yes, quite.”

“So, Rarity … what am I doing here?”

Rarity gave a calm smirk, puffing out another a puff of smoke which Celestia scrunched her nose at. “Discord wants me to liven you up and turn you into a bimbo.”

“A … bimbo?” Celestia asked with disbelief.

“Yes! Surely you've noticed the changes to Applejack and myself.” Rarity gestured proudly to her bust. “Discord wants me to make the same improvements to you. You see,” Rarity's voice took on a sad tone, “Discord's been attracted to you for as long as he can remember, but you've always been too much of a stick in the mud for him. Too stiff, too obsessed with rules and order. But now … now it's time to let all that go.” Rarity smiled, blowing out another puff of smoke.

“And what makes you think I would even consider letting you make these kind of changes? And for Discord?” Celestia asked.

“I have my ways,” Rarity replied coyly.

Celestia shook her head. “Rarity, don't you see what's going on here? Discord's using you! He's done something to your mind, and he's using to get to me.”

“I know!” Rarity said. “And between you and me, as a good little bimbo, it feels soooo gooood to be used!”

Celestia's jaw hung agape. She could see she wasn't going to get through to Rarity. She needed an escape plan. She pushed herself out of her chair.

“Oh, calm down, Princess.” Rarity said. “Discord just wants to have his fun, and then he'll send us all home, back to normal. Sit back down.”

Rarity blew another puff into Celestia's face, and the smell was relaxing enough to make Celestia do as she was asked, sitting back down into the chair.

“You should calm down, Princess. You really need to learn how to relax.” Rarity crossed her arms behind her head, leaning backwards. “Just … let go. Enjoy yourself. You've been ruling Equestria for so long, always taking control in a crisis Well … I would say it's time you let someone take control of you, just for a little while, so you don't have concern yourself with that heavy … laborious … thinking.”

Celestia wobbled in her seat. Yes … relax. What Rarity was saying making so much sense, even though in the back of her mind, Celestia knew it shouldn't be.

Celestia's breasts felt tender. She placed a hand on them and rubbed. They felt so smooth. So tender and soft and ripe, like fresh fruit. They needed to be squeezed. Why was she feeling this way?

And it hit her. The cigar.

“What's in the cigar, Rarity?” Celestia asked.

Rarity smiled, popping the cigar out of her mouth. “I was wondering when you'd catch on. We all knew you would never let yourself be bimbofied by our usual methods, so Discord devised something a bit more … subtle for you. It's made of lavender, some flowers, and of course, a few aphrodisiacs. Here.”

Rarity reached over the desk and gently set the cigar into Celestia's mouth.

“Why don't you have it for a while?” Rarity asked. “I'm sure it will make good practice for when you start sucking.”

Celestia, still trying to fight it, but losing her resolve due to the drugs, gently sucked the cigar into her mouth and blew out a puff.

“That's it.” Rarity placed her hands on the desk, watching Celestia. “That's it, darling. Just let go. Don't worry. Someone will be here to relieve you soon.”

Celestia sucked on the end of the cigar, tilting her head up as she puffed out another wonderful cloud of smoke. It smelled so sweet. It made her feel good, if a little dizzy in the head, but she couldn't get enough of it.

“That's it.” Rarity encouraged her. “Take it all in. breath it in deeply. Let go. Let go of all those inhibitions, all those … thoughts. You won't be needing them anymore. Not for a while.”

“Mmm … mmph!” Celestia, having a sudden spurt of willpower, grabbed the cigar and ripped it from her mouth. Seeking to remove the source of her problem, she set the cigar on the desk and smashed it with her fist.

“Oh,” Rarity cooed. “You shouldn't have done that. Now all the aphrodisiacs are going to get into the room.”

Celestia thought Rarity was making something up to scare her, but she was right, as both women got a powerful whiff of romantically-scented flavors as the chemicals from the cigar escaped into the room. Feeling a sudden rush of amorous feeling, both Rarity and Celestia squealed. They leaned back against their chairs as they dealt with the rising emotion in their own ways. Celestia clutched gently at her chest while Rarity sinfully and indulgently rubbed, squeezed, and bounced her own breasts.

Rarity regained control of herself for a moment, pressing a finger to a P.A on the desk while massaging her breast with her other hand. “Send in the first visitor for the Princess.”

“Visitor?” Celestia asked.

The door swung opened, and Twilight Sparkle strolled into the room, swaying her hips.

“Twilight Sparkle?” Celestia asked as Twilight walked over to her chair.

“We figured we would have better luck with you if we started off with a familiar face. You know, someone you were close to,” Rarity said.

“Twilight Sparkle, I … I don't think you should be doing this-”

Twilight put a finger to Celestia's lip to silence her.

“Shh.” Twilight wrapped a hand around Celestia's cheek and leaned in close. “Let me be good to you.” Celestia gave in, fluttering her lashes, teasing for Twilight to come closer. Twilight pulled Celestia into a kiss, firmly planting their lips together. As they rubbed their mouths together, their tongues sliding through and making their way into the other, Twilight's hand reached up and squeezed Celestia's breast, a feeling which Celestia had been needing to have since her first whiff of the cigar's aphrodisiacs.

“Mmmmm … yes,” Celestia moaned. She wrapped her hand around Twilight's wrist and guided Twilight's hand to dig further into her breast.

“My faithful student ...” Celestia said. “Why don't you … show me what you've learned?”

Twilight giggled. “Okay!” She opened her mouth and bit down on Celestia's neck, nibbling it.

Twilight reached over and grabbed the edge of Celestia's dress, pulling it down to expose the side of her cleavage. Twilight giggled and snorted, amused by the idea she was going to see Celestia's raw, bare breast.

The door creaked open, and Fluttershy poked her head through. "Um, Twilight? There's this patient asking for you ..."

"Ugh!" Twilight groaned and rolled her eyes. "Can it wait? I'm busy!"

"Um ... no, not really," Fluttershy shook her head. "They're being quite insistent ... and vocal that they get you."

Twilight tapped her fingers to her temple. "Fine. I'll be right there." Twilight gave Celestia's breast another squeeze, giving Celestia a kiss on the lips. She tapped a finger to Celestia's nose. "We'll finish this later."

"Go, darling, go," Rarity waved her fingers. "Do what you need to do. I'll make sure Celestia is ... entertained in the meantime."

Twilight smiled and waved goodbye as she headed out the door. "Don't let have her too much fun. I want her to be ready for me when I get the chance."

Rarity waved her index and middle finger together in an affirmative gesture. "Go on."

Twilight nodded and left the room.

Rarity pressed the button on her intercom. "Send in the second visitor. This is the main attraction."

"Oh?" Celestia raised her brow, crossing her arms. "And just what is the main attraction?"

"The thing every good bimbo needs to learn her place," Rarity said. "To have a man inside her."

Celestia smirked, resting her head on her chair. "Well, he'd better be quite the man. I'm the Princess of Equestria! I'm not going to get down on my knees for just anyone."

Rarity chuckled. "Well, you'll be happy to know, Big Macintosh was voted one of Equestria's most eligible bachelors by Cosmare magazines three years running. I hope that's enough."

"It's something." Celestia reached over behind her chair when she heard the door open, and Big Macintosh came inside. He entered the room and went over to the other chair, taking a seat. His visible erection was pulsing through his pants, teasing Celestia with the possibilities he presented. While Celestia bit her lip in embarrassment, Big Macintosh, knowing what to do, reached down and pulled the zipper on his pants, allowing his large member to poke out, throbbing erratically.

Try as she might, Celestia couldn't resist its seductive pulsations.

"B-Big Mac ..." Celestia stuttered, unable to take her eyes away and sure she shouldn't be doing this. But she wanted to. Like Rarity said, she needed to have man inside to learn to be a good bimbo. "W-would you l-l-like me to ... s-suck?"

Big Macintosh smiled. "I'd thought you'd never ask." He stood up for her.

Celestia made her way down to the floor, crawling from her chair like an apologetic young girl. She got on her knees and scooted towards Big Macintosh, reaching out with her hands to grab him by the thighs. She hesitated for a moment before moving forward, plunging the massive member into her mouth. She eagerly began to suck, nursing Big Macintosh's with the enthusiasm of an eager first-timer. She would have been content where she was, but Big Macintosh grabbed her by the hair and began to move forward, dragging her across the floor until she hit Rarity's desk, being pinned down to the desk by Big Macintosh's heaving equipment. Now she had no choice but to suck ... if she ever had a choice to begin with.

"Mmm ..." Celestia moaned, feeling the member give off heat as her pale lips traveled up and down its length. She gently bobbed her head, rocking the member as she sucked.

"Mmm ..." Celestia's anticipation rose as she felt the member's throbbing increase, the veins rubbing against her tongue. She could sense the load building up behind the member she was pleasing. She was so looking forward to it ...

Wait, what am I thinking? I'm being coerced into this. I shouldn't be enjoying -

Big Mactinosh's member swelled up inside her mouth before orgasming, shooting ropes of seedy ooze into her throat. Celestia was instantly overwhelmed and fell in love with the surprisingly pleasant taste of the usually vulgar fluid.

Enjoying ... enjoying ... enjoying it so very much.

"Mmmmmmm!" Celestia moaned as the hot load forced its way down her throat. It was so thick ... and heavy and hot and good. Celestia closed her eyes, letting the pleasure wash over her. She stopped sucking, barely able to focus on anything with the delicious spunk pouring down her throat, but the member kept releasing, still shooting streams of seed into her eager, lustful throat.

Celestia's boobs began to swell, increasing in size and stretching out her dress as she was filled with spunk. They grew, inch by inch, with each spurt that Big Macintosh released into her. Celestia's head rocked, beginning to feel sleepy from all the pleasure she was feeling. She wanted her boobs to keep growing, to get bigger and softer and bouncier, while Big Macintosh kept shooting inside her. Her breasts continued to grow, reaching the size of cantaloupes. Not quite reaching Rarity's size, but to be fair, Rarity had a few days headstart over her.

Inevitably, much to Celestia's disappointment, the fluid leaking out from Big Macintosh began to slow. He grunted and thrusted, trying to make sure Celestia was not cheated out of any drop of his orgasm, before parting from her.

"Mmm ..." Celestia moaned, disappointed. "Do you have to go so soon?" She was dazed by the drugged seed. All she could process right now was that she wanted more. "We only just started ..."

"I'm afraid so, " Big Macintosh said, pulling his zipper up. "But don't worry, Princess. There are lots of guys in this hospital who I'm sure would be happy to help take care of your ... needs."

Big Macintosh left the room. Rarity got up from her chair and walked around her desk, offering a hand to Celestia and helping her to her feet.

"How do you feel, Celestia?" Rarity asked.

"Goooood ..." Celestia moaned. "So good, ha ha ..."

"Excellent." Rarity said. "Doesn't that feel so good? Now, if you were a bimbo, you could feel like this all the time. Do you like that idea? Of being a bimbo full-time and feeling like this all the time?"

"I love it," Celestia said airily. "I want to be a bimbo ..."

"I knew you'd see it my way eventually." Rarity said. "We should go take you to see Master Discord ... oh! I imagine he's going to want you to be a bit ... further along. Here. Let me give you a jumpstart ..."

Rarity undid the buttons of her blouse, exposing her cleavage and the black brassiere which barely held in her mammoth mammaries. She slowly reached over her back, wiggling her hands into her blouse and undoing the clasp which held her garment together, letting the brassiere droop and exposing her nipples.

"Which do you prefer?" Rarity asked. "Vanilla, chocolate, or strawberry?"

"Mmm ... let's go with strawberry," Celestia giggled. "No, wait! Chocolate."

Rarity chuckled. "There's no reason you can't have both, darling." Rarity closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, her chest heaving in and out. On command, as she willed them to, her breasts began leaking chocolate milk from one side and strawberry milk from the other. She coiled her fingers, beckoning Celestia closer. Celestia walked forward, not sure what to think, until Rarity wrapped her hand around the back of Celestia's neck and pulled her forward, placing her lip on the chocolate-spewing nipple.

Celestia sucked and sucked, moaning as she enjoyed herself. Her boobs grew again, swelling up by a few inches as the properties of Rarity's bimbo milk filled up her breasts with milk of her own, chocolate droplets beginning to drip from her just-barely-still-covered nipples, the chocolate leaking down the sides of her dress.

"That's better," Rarity said, Celestia separating herself from Rarity's jiggling breast with a pop. "One more thing ..." Pink mist swirled around Rarity's fingers. Rarity swept her fingers across Celestia's lips, and the mist absorbed into them, turning them a moist, dark red and plump.

"Mmm." Celestia poked at her lips, feeling how soft and mushy they were. "You think if I, like, had lips like these when Big Macintosh was still here, he might have, like, orgasmed harder and given me more?"

Rarity chuckled again. "Maybe." Rarity put her hands on Celestia's shoulder and wheeled her around. "But forget about Big Macintosh for a moment." She pushed Celestia towards the door.

The girls gathered around in a waiting room, whispering excitedly about their upcoming guest.

"Quiet, everyone, quiet!" Discord said, walking into the room. "Hello, girls."

"Hello, Master Discord!" The girls chimed happily back at him.

"As you might have heard ... we have a new guest. Rarity, would you do the honors?" Discord walked away from the door and presented as Rarity walked through.

"I would!" Rarity said, twirling her hair. "So, like, I want to introduce everyone ... to the new and improved Celestia!" Rarity gestured to the door as Celestia entered, her barely-contained breasts bouncing up and down.

The girls' all had their eyes go wide, Twilight Sparkle's wider than the others.

"Like, hello everyone!" Celestia giggled. "It is, like, so great to be here."

"Ah, Celestia." Discord floated over to Celestia and took her hand. "I've missed you so, my dear."

"Hello, Discord." Celestia said. "Would you like to, like, drink milk from my big boobies?"

"I would!" Discord answered, and it was all Celestia needed to hear before she pulled down the straps of her dress and presented her chest to Discord.

"Uh, Rarity?" Twilight gestured a finger to her. "Could I talk to you for a sec?"

"Mmm-hmm. Sure!" Rarity giggled as she followed Twilight out of the room.

Twilight checked over her shoulder to make sure they were a good distance away from anyone hearing them and turned to Rarity. "Rarity, would you mind explaining to me what is going on over there?" Twilight gestured to Discord and Celestia in the waiting room, where Discord was nursing Celestia's chest.

"We bimbofied Celestia," Rarity said. "I thought you knew this already. You were part of it, even!"

"Yes!" Twilight shrieked, throwing her hand in the air. "I thought we were just going to lightly bimbofy her! You know, make her prettier and tease her a little bit! I didn't realize we would be turning her into a total bimbo and make her do this!" Twilight gestured frantically to Celestia and Discord. "She's with Discord! Discord! Celestia would never do that!"

Rarity sighed. "So I can, like, see that this is upsetting you, Twilight Sparkle, but here's something you, like, so need to understand. Discord offered you your old job of administrator back. You turned it down. Discord made me the Director, so now I ... outrank you. So you have to, like, do what I say and junk." Rarity dismissively flicked her hand.

"No." Twilight insisted, crossing her arms. "No, I don't. I don't have to obey you. I'm not going to obey you! I'm going to go over there and put a stop to this!"

Rarity, like, rolled her eyes. She called into the other room. "Discord? Is it alright if I pull Celestia away from you for a little bit? I need something to remind Twilight of her place." Rarity snapped while Twilight glared defiantly.

"Go right ahead," Discord said, pulling away from Celestia.

Celestia walked up to Rarity. "So, like, what is it you need me to do?"

Rarity snapped her fingers. "Shove your nice, big boobies into Twilight's mouth."

Twilight recoiled.

"Okay!" Celestia reached out and grabbed Twilight before Twilight could get away. Celestia wrapped an arm around Twilight's neck as she forced Twilight's mouth onto her nipple and leaked milk into Twilight.

"Mmm ..." Twilight moaned, fluttering her eyes as the milk started to flow and started to affect her. After Celestia's milk flowed passively for a while, Twilight began to suckle. She pulled away, a droplet of milk going down her chin.

"Maybe you ought ... to give me another reminder to make sure I stay in my place," Twilight breathed out. "You know, just to be sure."

"Okay!" Celestia agreed, happily inserting her breast into Twilight's mouth again.

Rarity watched this development with a satisfied, teeth-baring smirk. She felt a light tap on her shoulder, preventing her from savoring the moment.

"What do you need, Id?" Rarity asked upon turning around.

"When you and Celestia have a moment, Discord wants to see you both," Id said.

"Hmm. Whatever for?"

"He said he wanted to discuss a reward with you," Id said.

"Alright. As soon as Celestia is finished with Twilight here -" Rarity glanced to the side as Twilight's loud suckling filled the room, "- we'll go see him."

"Excellent. But before you do, I have something for you ..." Id wrapped her hands around Rarity's head and forced Rarity onto one of her breasts, Id's breast shooting a massive spurt of strawberry milk straight down Rarity's mouth.

"Mmm ..." Rarity moaned as she pulled away, strawberry fluids dripping off her chin and into her cleavage. "Thank you, Id. That was, heh-heh, generous of you."

"Of course!" Id said. She wrapped arms around Rarity's back and give Rarity a kiss with her foot popping up. "Anything for my favorite bimbo. Which is you, Rarity."

"So I hear," Rarity said, taking Id's arms off of her. "Celestia, I think that's enough. We should go see Discord now."

"Aww," Celestia whined, holding Twilight's doubled-over body in her arms, Twilight's eyes glassy and her mouth leaking drool and milk. Celestia gently set Twilight on the floor, where Twilight's legs twitched with pleasure, before joining Rarity and following her to Discord.

"Discord?" Id asked, beating Rarity and Celestia to his room by a minute. "Could I ask you a special favor?"

"Of course, my dear," Discord said. "After all, you've served me so well. What do you need?"

"Well ..." Id stood up one leg and whispered into Discord's ear. Rarity and Celestia arrived at the door right as she finished.

"Can you do that for me?" Id asked hopefully, speaking out loud.

Discord smiled and nodded. "I can. Now run along and go play."

"Yay! Thank you, Master!" Id cheered and left the room with a big smile.

"I wonder what they were whispering about," Rarity said. "Oh well, I'm sure it's, like, nothing important. You wanted to see us, Discord?"

"Ah, ladies!" Discord exclaimed, holding up a glass filled with red wine. "Come in, come in. I want to talk to you."

"Yes, we know that," Rarity said. "But ... what about?"

"You two have been so good. Excellent, even." Discord said, wrapping his arms around both ladies' shoulders. "Rarity, you've done wonderful work making bimbos out of all your friends and Celestia."

Rarity giggled. "I did my best!"

"And Celestia ..." Discord cupped Celestia's chin. "Well, I just have a weakness for you. It's so nice of you to not to be resisting the bimbofication magic ..."

"Why would I resist?" Celestia asked. "The magic makes me feel so good!"

"Doesn't it, though?" Discord said. "Now, since you two have done so well, I thought you two deserved a treat. A special reward for being such ... good bimbos." Discord ran his hands through their hair. "Tell me the names of one person you would like to have here to bimbofy who isn't here already, and I will see to it that they arrive here."

"Hmm." Celestia rubbed her chin. "You know who I, like, haven't seen in a long time and would like to see again?" Celestia lowered her head and became saddened. "Sunset Shimmer. She left so long ago."

"Consider it done." Discord snapped his fingers. "And what about you, Rarity?"

"Someone I'd want to bimbofy ..." Rarity said, scratching her chin. "Who's not already here ... oh, I know!" Rarity snapped her fingers, making a naughty smirk. "Fleur-de-lis."

"Ooh, good choice. I like it!" Discord snapped his fingers again. He produced two cards and gave one to each of them. "You'll find your respective guests in these rooms. If I were you, I might recommend bringing some back-up, just in case you're not enough to get them to submit to their desires."

Rarity and Celestia shared a giggle, reading the numbers on their cards.

"Okay." Celestia said. "I will!"

"Oh, I'm going to enjoy this," Rarity said to herself.

They both left the room. Meanwhile, Discord turned away from the door and took another sip of his wine.

Sunset Shimmer awoke on a hospital bed with a start. She pushed herself up, looking around and scratching her head in confusion. "Where am I?" Sunset turned and threw her legs off the side.

The door clicked open. Twilight Sparkle entered and shut the door with another click.

"Oh, good, Twilight," Sunset Shimmer said. "I'm glad to see you. What's going on here? One minute, I'm going about my normal business, helping Canterlot High decorate, and the next, I wake up here!"

"Relax, Sunset Shimmer." Twilight Sparkle walked towards the bed, her shoes clicking on the floor and her white coat flowing seductively. "There's nothing to worry about."

"Nope!" Twilight said as she climbed onto the bed, making the mattress bounce.

"Twilight?" Sunset asked, wondering why Twilight was crawling towards her. "Twilight, what are you doing?"

"Shh," Twilight shushed Sunset, placing her hands on Sunset's head and giving her a kiss. The kiss instantly fogged up Sunset's head, clouding her mind.

"Wha ... what's going on?" Sunset stammered, placing a hand on her forehead as her thoughts got murky while the lipstick that lingered from Twilight's kiss smeared around Sunset's lips. It became difficult for Sunset to think.

"Just relax," Twilight said. She pulled down her dress and climbed on top of Sunset Shimmer, her breast pointing down. A stream of milk poured out from Twilight's nipple into Sunset's open mouth, startling Sunset, but seducing her further.

"Mmm ..." Sunset moaned as the milk swirled around in bottom of her mouth, some of it getting on her chin.

"Yes," Twilight hissed. "Just relax. You're going to relax, aren't you, Sunset? Going to relax and drink my milk."

Sunset gave a weak nod. "Uh-huh ..."

Twilight took in a deep breath and moaned as she exhaled, letting out another stream of milk into Sunset's waiting mouth.

"Good girl ..."

The door opened again, and Celestia entered.

"Twilight!" Celestia exclaimed with feigned surprise. "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing," Twilight pretended to lie.

"You're not softening up Sunset Shimmer for me, are you?" Celestia asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Well, that is exactly what you asked me to do, so ... yes," Twilight answered.

"What ... what?" Sunset stammered, trying to push herself up. She stammered until she saw Celestia's massive, gorgeous, bare breasts, just ... hanging out of her dress for anyone to see, the veins visible, the ends leaking milk. All of a sudden, Sunset Shimmer didn't care about what was or wasn't going on; all she cared about was getting to suck on Celestia's enormous, beautiful boobs.

"Someone looks eager," Twilight observed, noticing the drool oozing out from Sunset's mouth.

"Does she?" Celestia asked. She walked towards the bed and leaned over, giving Sunset a view down her cleavage. Celestia put her hands on her breasts and began to play with them, squeezing them, bouncing them, rolling them up and down. "Do you want these, Sunset Shimmer?"

Sunset Shimmer had to swallow her saliva to deal with her dry throat. "Yes ... I want them. They're so big ..."

"Yes," Celestia said. "Huge, aren't they?"

"Massive."

"Enormous."

"Gigantic." Celestia twirled around, teasing Sunset by hiding her boobs from sight.

"Colossal ... oh, they're just so big!" Sunset said. She raised up curled hands to her chin. "You've got to let me suck them, Princess! You've got to! Please!"

"Alright, alright. Of course," Celestia said. "Make some room for on the bed, darlings." Sunset and Twilight re-positioned themselves so Celestia could fit herself on the bed. "I must say, Sunset, I didn't realize you were so into boobs."

"Are you kidding?" Twilight said. "Yours are so big, they'd have that effect on anyone."

Celestia chuckled. "They would, wouldn't they? Okay girls ... " Celestia adjusted her seat on the bed and waved her hand across her breasts. "Suck, my little sweethearts."

Both Twilight and Sunset Shimmer eagerly wrapped their lips around the Princess' breasts, sucking on them with hungry, lustful force. Celestia moaned loudly as huge spurts of milk escaped her ends, gushing out and splashing all over Twilight and Sunset's mouths, the boob juice dripping off their chins.

Twilight and Sunset stopped, looked at the mess on the others' face, and shared a laugh before resuming to suckle and worship the Princess' breasts.

Fleur-de-lis wandered down the hallway, confused about where she was and why. She was with Fancy Pants in his mansion when all of a sudden, she felt sleepy and nodded off, and woke up here.

"Hello, Fleur-de-lis." Rarity swung in from around a corner.

"Rarity!" Fleur-de-lis exclaimed. "I'm so glad you're here! I've got no idea where I am. Could you help me get out of here?"

"Mmm, no, I'm afraid not, darling." Rarity said. "See, I brought you here. You're going to be my guest for a little bit ..."

"Guest?" Fleur-de-lis said. "Uh, sorry, Rarity, but I'm not interested in a tea party right now."

"That's too bad," Rarity said, grabbing Fleur-de-lis by the arm and pulling Fleur towards her, where Rarity's enormous spheres squished and crushed Fleur-de-lis' tiny bust.

"Uh ..." Fleur stammered, growing worried.

"Mmm ... so slim," Rarity admired Fluer-de-lis' body. "Your hair is luxurious and masterfully done ... and your looks aren't anything to sneeze at either. It would be a shame for them to go to waste. But your bust is dreadfully - no, criminally - undersized for a knockout of your caliber."

"Uh ... what?" Fleur-de-lis raised an eyebrow. "Are you ... implying something about my breast size?" Fleur raised an admonishing finger, pointing at Rarity and glaring. "Because I will tell you right now, Rarity, I am pretty enough and gorgeous enough to hold my own as a model without any enhancements."

"Silence," Rarity told Fleur before throwing Fleur over her arms and planting a kiss on Fleur's lips.

"Mmm ..." Fleur moaned, closing her eyes. She wrapped her arm around Rarity's neck, giving in to the kiss and returning it.

Rarity separated with a pop, giving Fleur an arrogant, satisfied smile.

"That is ... wow," Fleur moaned as her mind was clouded, pink mist swirling in the air. "Rarity, your lips are so soft ... and what do you call that kind of lipstick?" Fleur placed a hand on Rarity's cheek and rubbed it.

"The special kind," Rarity answered. "But that doesn't matter right now. I need you to do something for me ..."

"Anything you say, gorgeous!" Fleur-de-lis giggled.

Rarity tugged at her blouse, pulling it down and exposing her breast.

"Ooh," Fleur cooed at the sight of Rarity's round, beautiful sphere. "Well, if you insist ..."

"I do," Rarity smiled as she inserted her boob into Fleur-de-lis' mouth for her to suck. Fleur-de-lis went at it with enthusiasm, grabbing Rarity's breast with her hands and squeezing it like a wet sponge to wring the milk out from it. Fleur moaned and moaned as she was given the treat of delicious milk, and soon her own boobs filled up, swelling up and growing out, bouncing around as milk sloshed inside of them.

"Mmm ... oh, yes!" Fleur moaned, taking her mouth off of Rarity and cupping her own breasts. "Forget what I was saying before - big boobies are the best!" Fleur breathed and moaned as she rolled her breasts up and down.

Rarity chuckled. "May I?" She reached a hand over to Fleur's chest.

"Please, go ahead!" Fleur-de-lis said.

Rarity reached around and cupped her hand onto Fleur's breast, before resting Fleur's body against the wall so her other hand could be free to grope Fleur-de-lis' other breast. Rarity squeezed hard, wrapping her fingers around the orbs, and rubbed and twisted and kneaded and rolled and knotted Fleur-de-lis' boobs around, Fleur's milk squeezing and leaking out from Rarity's stimulation, shooting up and spraying everywhere. It sprayed onto Rarity's face, her boobs, Fleur's face, Fleur's boobs, Fleur's dress, the wall, the floor, each getting a light dousing of misty milk.

"Ooh ... oooh ... oooh! Don't stop! Rarity, don't stop! More! More!" Fleur moaned, her hips bucking.

"Hmm." Rarity smirked and continued to knead and roll Fleur's milk-spewing boobs. With a smile, Rarity bent down and began to suck on Fleur's boobs with her mouth, alternating between the two for the best division of pleasure and sucking up the milk.

"Yes! Yes!" Fleur moaned deliriously. "Oh, it feels so good, Rarity! I just - I just want to be - to be - to be m-m-milked like this for the rest of my days! RARITTTTTTTTTTTTTY!"

Fleur-de-lis screamed as she reached her limit and hit her peak, falling down to the floor as her body bucked, her breasts squirting out excessive spurts of milk, which got all over her dress and floor, leaving her lying in a puddle.

"Mmm ..." Fleur moaned, rocking her head as her body went limp, her bracelet-wearing hands flopping lifelessly into the puddle. "That was so good, Rarity ..."

"Any time," Rarity said. She turned to leave Fleur-de-lis. She was sure someone - possibly someone like Big Macintosh - would come by before too long and help Fleur-de-lis up from the puddle after she had a chance to recover her energy.

Rarity rounded a corner and almost immediately bumped into Discord.

"Ah, Rarity," Discord rolled his hands together. "Just the woman I wanted to see."

"Can I do something for you, Master Discord?" Rarity asked.

Discord smiled. "Oh, I love it when you call me Master, but yes." Discord put a hand on Rarity and walked her to an adjacent room. "You see, I'm waiting for Celestia to be done ... she's busy with Sunset Shimmer and Twilight, you see. She may be the one I really want, but I want someone to ... entertain me in the meantime."

"Entertain you how?" Rarity asked.

Discord shoved Rarity into the room, went inside, slammed the door, and pulled down his pants, exposing his huge, throbbing member.

"Oh," Rarity said, putting a hand to her mouth. "I see."

"Will you do it?" Discord asked.

"Of course, Master." Rarity got down on her knees, unable to resist the temptation to suck a well-equipped male.

"I knew you would." Discord said.

Rarity wrapped her lips around it, not hesitating to take all of it into her mouth. Glaring up at Discord with eyes which were both submissive and seductive, she sucked happily, enjoying it every time she felt Discord's equipment give a throb.

"Ooh ... ooh, yes." Discord said. "That's a good bimbo ..."

Yes. Rarity thought. I'm a good bimbo. I'm the [best bimbo.

Deciding to prove her self-appointed title of "Best Bimbo," Rarity sucked even harder, running her tongue over Discord's equipment. She bobbed her head up and down, teasing the member. Discord acquired a stupid-looking grin as he felt his member throb inside of Rarity.

"Mmm ..." Rarity moaned, sensing it was close. She could almost taste its precious seed... she could feel it rising up inside of Discord ...

She could taste it now. The member orgasmed, shooting a massive flood of seed into her throat. It was soooo thick, just the way Rarity liked it. She sat there, glued to the member, letting it fill up her mouth.

The member continued to pulsate and throb, shooting spurt after spurt after spurt after spurt of spunk down Rarity's throat. She could feel her stomach beginning to swell up.

Mmm ... mmm ... hmm? Goodness. Rarity thought, as Discord continued to pour into her. It was good, and she was a little bimbo addict, yes, but she needed to breathe some time! She couldn't pull away, though ... not until he had finished and she had swallowed it all.

But she was growing more and more uncomfortable, her stomach swelling up, getting bigger and bigger as Discord's masculine fluids filled it to almost bursting.

"Mmm ... ugh." Rarity groaned, wrapping her hands around her stomach as it continued to swell, Discord's release showing no sign of stopping. She was torn between enjoying the spunk a good bimbo like her deserved, and the unpleasant stretching of her stomach's skin as it struggled to contain the massive torrent of spooge.

Eventually, the release finally began to slow down, Discord's member pulsing as it spurted a few spurts into Rarity's mouth. Discord pulled away, letting out a contented sigh, while Rarity rolled over onto her back, her stomach swollen to the size of of a barrel.

Celestia opened the door. "You wanted to see me, Discord?"

Discord perked up at the sound of Celestia's voice, getting a broad grin. "Yes, I did. Come over here ... don't mind Rarity, she just needs to rest for a bit."

Discord brought Celestia to the other side of the room. Rarity couldn't make out where they were saying, but it ended with Celestia in the same position Rarity had been in a few moments ago.

"Ugh ..." Ignoring the sound of Celestia's sucking, and her slight feeling of resentment at Discord for going to Celestia the minute she walked in - what, was Rarity's suckling not good enough for him? - Rarity sat up and crawled over to the wall, resting her back. She looked down at her huge belly, bouncing and jiggling at the slightest motion, filled with seed.

"Ugh ..." Rarity groaned again. "That was fun for a little bit, but ... I think I am, like, so done being a bimbo. That was ... way, way too much." Rarity said. She giggled. "It was good, though."

Discord's eyes widened, hearing Rarity's words. "What? Are you sure?" Discord asked, looking over his shoulder at Rarity, practically ignoring Celestia as she continued her affections of him. Rude. "Rarity, think about what you're saying!"

"Yes, yes, I'm sure." Rarity said, waving her hands around. "It's been fun, and I've liked it ... I liked being used ... I liked pouring milk into my friends ... I loved Big Macintosh and the tentacles ... but this ..." Rarity gestured to her stomach. "This is too much. I can't go on. I can't keep being a bimbo if this is what I have to look forward to. There's just ... no way to handle this much cum inside a woman's body." To prove her point, Rarity began fiddling with her stomach, which bounced and contorted and slipped from her grasp. "I'm done."

"I'm done," Rarity repeated firmly, crossing her arms and staring off into space.

"Oh ... okay." Discord acknowledged, his voice low with sadness. He hadn't even finished with Celestia yet.

Letting out a sigh, Discord raised his hand and snapped his fingers, putting everything back to normal. Everything back into place, with everyone going home and being teleported back to what they were doing before Discord had brought them to Hospital 69.

Returned to their homes, but with their memories of the events still clear, Twilight Sparkle gathered the girls up at the library and sent an invitation out to Discord. In his haste to oblige Rarity, Discord had forgotten to wipe their minds before he sent them home.

"Hello, ladies!" Discord said, walking into the room with his usual arrogant stride. "Whatever can I do for - oh." Discord noticed that all six of them had their Elements of Harmony on.

"This is about the hospital, isn't it?" Discord said.

"Yes," Twilight answered. "Yes, it is. Discord ... we can accept that maybe you were sexually frustrated for a little while, but this ... this went a bit too far. We can't let you just walk away from this."

"I understand," Discord hung his head. He looked up at Twilight. "For how long?"

"Fluttershy?" Twilight turned to Fluttershy for her thoughts.

"Well ... Discord is my friend, but ... I don't really appreciate what he did either." Fluttershy said. "But I want us to be the ones who let him out. After all, if we just turn him back into stone again and leave him there for one thousand years, he'll forget everything he's learned about friendship. So ... three weeks?"

"I was thinking more like a year. Maybe ten," Twilight snarled.

"A month."

"A year and a half."

"Two months."

"A year."

"Six months. Final offer," Fluttershy said, crossing her arms.

"Fine." Twilight said. "Get ready, girls."

All six of them began to float, their necklaces and crowns glowing with magic. The Elements of Harmony launched their rainbow beam at Discord.

Discord watched the blast barrel towards him. At the last second, he pumped his fist into the air.

"It was worth it!"

With Discord's punishment done and taken care of, all of the girls went home to bed for the night.

Rarity walked up the stairs of Carousel Boutique, her hand sliding on the rail. She went into her room and collapsed on her bed, looking forward to having some sexless, bimbo-free sleep.

Rarity awoke in the morning, blinking her weary eyes. She took in the sight of her room. The colors were pleasing, sunlight was beaming through the window, everything was neat and clean, Id was on her bed ...

"Id!?" Rarity screamed, bolting upright. "What are you doing here? How are you here? I mean, how are you-"

"I know what you mean." Id held her hand out. "I talked to Discord. I ... knew he was probably going to get punished this time, so I made a request. I just ... I love playing with you so much, Rarity. I couldn't stand to wait however long it would be before Discord was free again, so I asked him if there was any way for him to bring me into the real world. So I could keep playing with you. So I could be with my favorite bimbo. So he took some of the mist and cast a spell which brought me into the real world as soon as he was petrified."

Rarity crossed her arms. "I assume you're going to suck on my breasts?"

Id smiled and laughed. "Oh no, Rarity. I'm not going to suck on your breasts."

Id launched towards Rarity, pulling Rarity's night gown down, grabbing Rarity's breast and lifting it up, shoving it into Rarity's mouth.

"You are." Id said, holding Rarity's boob hostage in her own mouth.

"Mmph! Mmph! Mmm ... mmm." Rarity flailed and tried to fight, but she couldn't. The pink mist was swirling around her, and the vanilla flesh of her boob tasted so good. She had to suckle it. She could practically taste the milk inside as the mist caused her boobs to grow in size. Rarity felt so betrayed and disgusted. Seduced into compliance by the vanilla flavor of her own breast ... Id squeezed, shooting some of Rarity's milk up into her mouth.

"Mmm ... mmm." Rarity moaned, nursing her own nipple for its milk. She pulled away with a pop. "So good ... being a bimbo feels so good ... my boobies are, like, so bouncy and my milk is so tasty when I'm a bimbo." Rarity placed a hand over and squeezed her breasts.

There was a knock on the door.

"Rarity?" Rainbow Dash asked through the door. "The girls and I are hanging out. I know it was kind of crazy last night, so I understand if you don't want to come ..."

"Now's your chance," Id whispered.

"Rarity?" Dash asked when there was no reply.

Id put a finger to her mouth, telling Rarity to remain silent. Rarity got up off her bed and merrily skipped to the door, her sloshing, milk-filled tits swinging back and forth, splashes of milk escaping them.

Rarity swung the door open. Before Rainbow Dash could process Rarity's appearance, Rarity wrapped an arm around Dash's neck and forced Rainbow Dash onto her boob, shooting a spurt of milk into Dash's mouth. It was easy for Rarity to rationalize her actions. Of course, Rainbow Dash, like, totally wants to suck my big, pink nipple for milk. She just, like, doesn't know it yet!

Rainbow Dash's eyes went half-lidded as the milk filled her up, making her reasonable-for-an-athlete sized bust swell up and grow into two huge cantaloupe-sized boobies.

"Aww," Rarity cooed, easing up her grip on Rainbow Dash. "Who likes my delicious, sweet boob milk?"

"I do!" Rainbow Dash answered.

"And who's going to help me bimbofy all of out friends?" Rarity tapped Rainbow Dash's nose.

"I am!" Rainbow Dash cheered.

Rarity and Id looked to each other, each of them bursting into evil giggles at their successful and easy first victim. With Rainbow Dash's help, it would be easy to get to their friends ... and then to spread from there. They could bimbofy all of Equestria!

And then Rarity bimbofied everyone forever.

Author's Note

There should be more TwilightxSunsetxCelestia threesomes.

Or just more TwilightxSunsetxCelestia shipping.

Or just more SunsetxCelestia in general.

The ending, particularly the very last line, was designed to discourage the idea of anyone asking for a third installment.

Fleur seems a bit tacked on. Wish I had done more with her. Also wish I had done something more with Fleur and Sunset together.

Resistance! ... Or Not

Rarity shooed Id away from her breasts, wanting to go after Fluttershy. “Enough, darling, enough. I do so want to see Fluttershy ...”

“And bimbofy her?” Id said as she pulled away from Rarity's breast. “Well, don't let me stop you!”

Rarity set to work buttoning up her blouse/nurse shirt. She stood up and walked down the hall until she found Fluttershy waiting in a coffee break room.

“Oh, Rarity!” Fluttershy said, turning on her chair. “Um, I saw you in the hallway, but I didn't want to interrupt … you know. Whatever you were doing with that woman who looked like you.” Fluttershy paused. “What were you doing?”

“Oh, nothing.” Rarity said in sing-song voice. “Just a personal favor for a friend.”

Fluttershy stood up. “Do you know where we are? All I know is I was tending to my animals, and the next thing I know, I was in this hospital in this nurse's gown!”

“Really?” Rarity asked, walking into the room, her boobs bouncing and her butt jiggling from side to side. She eyed the brewers on the coffee table, getting a devious idea. “Why don't you tell me all about it over some coffee?”

“Oh, um, I'd prefer tea, please.” Fluttershy said. As Rarity walked towards the machines with her jiggly, swinging butt, Fluttershy noticed something different about her. “Um, are you alright, Rarity? I don't remember you having such, um … generous proportions.”

“Oh, I'm fine!” Rarity said, honestly. “I don't know what you're talking about.” Rarity leaned over and eyed the machine as it brewed the tea. Rarity looked to the door, where Id was peeking her head over.

Rarity gave a smile. Id winked and showed a thumbs-up to approve.

Fluttershy looked to the door, but Id had already withdrawn before Fluttershy could see her. “Hmm? Who's there? Rarity, do you have a friend?”

“I do have a friend here,” Rarity said, looking at Fluttershy over her shoulder. “You.”

Fluttershy blushed and giggled.

Rarity undid her buttons, revealing her large, milk-filled breasts and leaking nipples. She leaned over the cup of hot, steaming tea and squeezed her breasts, squirting strawberry milk into the cup, making the dark tea turn a much lighter color. She took a spoon to the tea and stirred it in, leaving the spoon so she could tell which cup had the milk and which one didn't. It wouldn't do much to her, but it would certainly do a number on Fluttershy.

Rarity carried the two cups to the table, setting the one with the spoon down and pushing it towards Fluttershy.

“Thank you.” Fluttershy put her hands out to accept the cup. She took the spoon out and lifted the cup to her mouth, taking a drink.

“So, tell me about what you've been up to since you've been here.” Rarity said, taking a sip of her tea before dangling her cup off to the side.

Fluttershy finished her sip and set the cup down. “Well, like I said, I was suddenly here. I wanted to try go home, but there were doctors surrounding me who said a patient needed me.”

“Uh-huh.” Rarity took another sip from her cup, hoping to influence Fluttershy to do the same. “And then what happened?”

Rarity's behavioral trick worked. Fluttershy took another drink. She covered her mouth as she let out a yawn. “They took me to the patient and asked me to diagnose him. After a minute, I realized he was having an allergic reaction to something and I ordered the doctors to get me sponges and mouthwash. After administering both to the patient, they let me go and I ended up wandering the hospital until I found you. ”

“That's nice.” Rarity said, gazing at Fluttershy moonily. “Say, Fluttershy? Do you have any memories of … previously being in this place?”

“No. Why, do you?”

“Maybe a little.” Rarity said. “But not enough to really be helpful. Say, why don't you take another drink?”

“That …” Fluttershy's voice turned low and tired. “Sounds like a good idea.” Fluttershy lifted the cup to her mouth and proceeded to chug it down, lifting her head up to pour more and more into her throat. When she had finished, she tore the cup away from her mouth, finally catching on that something was happening to her. She slammed the cup down on the table.

“Rarity? What did you do?” Fluttershy asked as she blinked several times, trying to fight the urge to sleep. She was unsuccessful, her arms going slack and her eyelids closing. She laid back against the chair, falling asleep, her head off to one side.

“I just put a little milk in your tea, that's all,” Rarity answered, somehow managing to be both honest and facetious at the same time. Giggling and rubbing her hands together, Rarity got up and walked over to Fluttershy. The effects of her milk combined with the tea making Fluttershy go to sleep was an interesting application of the potential effects of the milk.

Rarity wanted to bimbofy her friend, and she knew how. All she had to do was whisper into Fluttershy's ear, and she would dream of the things Rarity told her. And when Fluttershy awoke, she would believe them.

Rarity walked around and got behind Fluttershy's chin, leaning over and whispering into her ear. “Can you hear me, Fluttershy?”

“I can … hear you,” Fluttershy said. Apparently, she wasn't all the way asleep. Just mostly asleep. Like, three-quarters asleep.

“Good,” Rarity said. She was going to have fun with her. “Tell me something, Fluttershy. Don't you want your large boobs back?”

Fluttershy's eyes, though shut, scrunched up in response to Rarity's random, nonsensical question. “W-what?”

“Your boobs!” Rarity said. “You know, the big, jiggly, bouncy, sexy boobs you used to have. You used to have such a wonderful pair of big boobs, but your shyness couldn't handle the attention you were getting from the guys.” The key part to getting a hypnosis victim to believe a fictional narrative was to include believable details, and Fluttershy could believe her shyness. “So you had Zecora make a potion for you to reduce them in size. But don't you miss them? Don't you want to get your large boobs back?”

“My … boobs … back.” Fluttershy repeated.

Rarity ran a hand lovingly through Fluttershy's hair. “And you used to be such a sweet, jiggly and giggly bimbo who flirted with all the boys and loved the attention. But one day, you flirted too much and made a mistake, and so you became withdrawn. But you're older and more mature now. You can handle it now. You can be the jiggly bimbo you were always meant to be.”

“The … jiggly bimbo … I was always meant to be.” Fluttershy repeated. “Yes ...”

“Yes!” Rarity parroted her, reinforcing the idea. “I'm going to put a little post-hypnotic trigger in you, Fluttershy. When you wake up, and you find a male patient in the hospital with the, ah, appropriate male equipment, when they ask 'Are you my nurse?' you will be overwhelmed by the irresistible desire to suck. And you will suck. And you won't question why you want to suck, you'll just do it. You'll want to suck them until they pour delicious spooge down your throat, which will make your breasts grow bigger and help you get your boobs back.”

“Suck …. get … boobs back,” Fluttershy said.

“Yes! That's right!” Rarity encouraged Fluttershy, smacking her on the back of her head (which somehow didn't wake her up). “You'll suck, and suck, and return to being the bimbo you were always meant to be. Now, go! Go forth, Fluttershy, and reclaim your large boobs!”

“Reclaim my huge boobs, yes … I want my big boobies back.”

Rarity snapped her fingers, and Fluttershy woke up with a start, her eyes snapping open.

“How do you feel, Fluttershy?” Rarity asked.

Fluttershy rubbed the side of her head. “Kinda dizzy ...” Fluttershy looked down at her chest. She self-consciously grabbed at her boob. “Rarity, did you know I used to have large boobs?”

“Really?” Rarity asked. “That can't be true, can it?”

“Uh-huh,” Fluttershy nodded, “I got rid of them because I couldn't deal with all the attention I got for them, but now I want them back. I want my boobs. I want to have all the guys focus their eyes on me, their attention reserved for just me and my boobs ...”

“Sounds like fun,” Rarity said, “In fact, I think I can help you with that.” Rarity put an arm under Fluttershy's shoulder and helped her to her feet.

“Where are we going?” Fluttershy asked, her self-conscious hand never leaving her breast.

“Oh, you know … just to a patient.” Rarity answered.

“A patient?”

“Well, of course! You are a nurse, aren't you?”

“I-I don't know. I mean, I guess ...”

Rarity led Fluttershy out of the room and into the hallway. “Wait here.” Rarity told Fluttershy.

Rarity went around the corner and began searching through the rooms. She had to find the right patient, one who would want to have Fluttershy suck them and would increase the size of her breasts, not her butt, lips, hips, or anything else from the possibilities the patients presented.

Rarity peeked through various doors until she found a suitable patient. How she knew it was the correct “type” she didn't know, but after spending as much time with them as she had both this and the last time, she had learned the signs … whatever those signs were.

Rarity went back to Fluttershy. “Okay! I found you a patient who can help!”

“Oh, I don't know, Rarity … that doesn't sound professional to take help from a patient. We're the nurses. We're supposed to help them.”

“Trust me, it'll be fine.” Rarity grabbed Fluttershy's wrist. “Just think of it this way – he's going to help you. You're going to help him! You'll help each other.”

“Okay.” Fluttershy didn't sound convinced, but she didn't resist when Rarity dragged and brought her to the patient.

“Go on, go on.” Rarity said, encouraging Fluttershy in.

Fluttershy stepped inside while Rarity stayed by the door. The patient was reading a book.

“Hello.” He looked up, saw her, closed the book, and put it on the side table. “Are you my nurse?”

Fluttershy's body went rigid. Her arms locked at her arms, her legs coming together. She didn't know why, but she was feeling an irrepressible desire to give an eye to his member, put her lips around it … and suck.

“Yes,” Fluttershy answered. “I believe I am.”

“Oh, good.” The patient rose up. He lifted the blanket up and tossed it off himself, revealing his large member peeking through a cut in his gown like the other patients.

Fluttershy walked towards the bed. Slowly and hesitantly, she bent over and lowered her mouth onto the exposed tool.

Rarity put a hand over her mouth to cover up her smile and giggle.

Fluttershy's lips moved up and down, taking it slow and steady like a snail. She still wasn't sure why she was doing this, but she couldn't bring herself to question it.

“Mmm ...” Fluttershy moaned. She didn't quite know what to expect, and was unsure how to react when the member began to beat and pulse inside her mouth.

“Keep on ...” The patient encouraged her. “Keep sucking.”

Fluttershy closed her eyes and relaxed. Growing more comfortable, she increased her sucking, her lips moving up and down faster on the masculine equipment, more loving, more passionate, more lustful. The member throbbed once, then twice, before reaching its peak and exploding, spewing spunk down sweet, mesmerized Fluttershy's throat.

“Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!” Fluttershy moaned as the delicious love-juice poured down her throat. It was so thick, so hot …

“Mmm ...” Fluttershy moaned again, drawing away from the member once it finished filling her throat. She put her hands on her breasts, which bounced up and down as they were made to grow, swelling up in size, struggling to break free of their cloth confinement.

Fluttershy, overwhelmed, fell to her knees. She grabbed and squeezed her boobs, pleasuring herself. They were the size of grapefruit, bigger than her hands could hold at once.

“Have to suck ...” Fluttershy said as she groped and squeezed her now much-more sensitive boobs. “Love to suck … have to suck, or I won't get my boobs back, eh-heh-heh!” Fluttershy noticed Rarity watching in the doorway.

“Look, Rarity!” Fluttershy turned to show off her chest. “I got my big boobs back!”

“You certainly did.” Rarity observed.

“Just a few steps away from, like, being the jiggly bimbo I was always meant to be!” Fluttershy said. She put a finger to her lips. “Huh. That was, like, weird.” Fluttershy looked down at her chest, bouncing it up and down. She looked back to Rarity. “Say … I can't remember how big my boobs were. You don't think they were bigger than this, do you?”

Rarity smiled. Of course, the reason Fluttershy couldn't remember how big her boobs were was because she never had such big boobs, and it made Rarity pleased as punch to be able to take advantage of Fluttershy's inability to remember something that never was.

“I think ...” Rarity said. “They should be as big as whatever size you want them to be.”

“Mmm.” Fluttershy squeezed her boobs, thinking about this.”Oh, I wonder if he has any more?” Fluttershy got up and looked at the patient's member. She licked her lips and prepared to suck.

“Well ...” Rarity giggled. “You seem to have everything under control, Fluttershy, so I'll leave you to it!” Rarity walked off, leaving Fluttershy behind to suck the guy-patient and worry about her own bimbofication, which she was going to do to herself.

“Got to suck … got to suck to get my big boobies back ...” Fluttershy repeated to herself as Rarity walked off.

Rarity soon met up with Id again.

“So, how did it go?” Id asked.

“Oh, it was brilliant, darling!” Rarity said. “I was able to feed her some of my breast milk, and I convinced her she used to be a bimbo and wanted to be one again! All we have to do is leave her alone for a little while, and she'll put in all the work to bimbofy herself!”

Id clapped her hands. “Make her bimbofy herself, so we don't have to do any of the real work. I love it!”

“I thought you might,” Rarity winked. “So, where to next?”

“Oh, where to go, where to go.” Id rubbed her hands together. “Well, that's the question, isn't it? Where do we go? But I have an idea. Let's go find another of your friends to bimbofy.”

Id led Rarity down the hallway. Id peeked over the corner to see if there was anyone there, and turned to Rarity when she confirmed the coast was clear. “No one's there, let's keep moving. Oh, I can't wait to find our next target! Aren't you excited to find another one of your friends, Rarity?”

“Yes!” Rarity and Id got a case of the giggles, but they soon lost the case when Rarity groaned and had to rest against the wall, putting a hand on her head. “Ooh ...”

“Rarity?” Id asked. “Are you alright?” Id was not expecting Rarity to reply with a hard slap across her cheek.

“Stay away from me, you pervert,” Rarity growled, pointing a finger, her voice at a much lower, more natural pitch than before. “Ooh. Ow!” Rarity groaned again, closing her eyes. When she spoke, her voice was higher. “Id! I'm sorry! I was like, just so totally rude to you! What's happening?”

“Oh no.” Id rubbed her chin. “I was afraid of this happening. You've gone so long without some hot seed in you, your other self is beginning to regain control and fight back.”

“My … other self?” Rarity asked.

“Yeah. Think about it this way. It's like an hourglass. When you first arrived back in the hospital, your normal self was dominant while your bimbo self was dormant and weak. After a few loads, your bimbo self grew stronger and stronger to the point of totally suppressing your non-bimbo self. But it takes a lot to keep up that kind of mental control. You've been so busy turning others into bimbos, you haven't had time for yourself, and your body and mind, having had time to process all the spunk you put inside yourself, are beginning to revert to their default state, with the effects wearing off. We need to get some spooge inside you, stat! Nurse!”

Id reached over to hold Rarity steady, but Rarity, in her normal state, rebuked her, slapping her hand away.

“Stay away from me!” Rarity insisted. She looked around. “I've got to go find the exit … no, I have to find Rainbow Dash and – and cure her somehow, then find an exit.” Rarity walked down the other side of the hall, while Id grew more and more nervous, twiddling her fingers.

“Oh, this is bad, this is bad!” Id said, placing her hands on her cheeks. “Rarity! Wait!”

“I'm not waiting so you could make me have sex again.” Rarity said bitterly.

“Aren't you curious about why you can't resist the guys in here?”

“I thought it had something to do with mind-controlling aphrodisiacs in their … love stuff.” Rarity said.

“Well, yes, that's part of it. But you also want to be a bimbo!”

Rarity turned to her. “I … want to be a bimbo? Ugh.” Rarity groaned and clutched at her head. “Yes!” Her voice turned back to the high-pitch of her bimbo self. “I do want to be a bimbo! Oh, it's too bad Spikey-Wikey isn't here. I bet he would love to see me like this!”

“Done.” Id snapped her fingers.

“No, no ...” Rarity's normal voice said, fighting for control. “No, I don't want to be a bimbo. I don't want to spend a minute longer in this crazy sex hospital. Yes I do! No, I don't. Yes I do! No, I don't. Yes, you do! You want to be a good little bimbo nurse and suck all those deserving guys! They need – they need some beautiful lady to give them release, and that's you!” Rarity sank to her knees on the floor, the fight in her head proving too much for her to stand.

“Rarity?”

“Spike?” Rarity turned around to see Spike standing in front of her. He had grown since the last time she saw him. Or was that the hospital playing tricks on her? Either way, he looked like a fine, strapping young man.

“Spike!” Rarity exclaimed, crawling towards him. “I'm so glad you're here. I-I-I-I ...” Rarity's vocals felt like they were on repeat as the two halves of her fought. One side wanted to say “I need your help,” the other wanted to say “I want to suck.”

Guess which side wanted which?

“Is … she okay?” Spike asked.

“Oh no, she's not, Spike.” Id said, standing behind Spike and grabbing his shoulders in a seductive way. “You see, Spike, Rarity is of two minds right now. They're fighting over her body and who gets to be in control. Neither of them is going to win without help, and there's where you come in. You can help them. You can decide who gets to be in control. Do nothing, and one side wins. But there's something you can do to make the other side win ...”

“What's that?” Spike asked.

“Shove your privates into her mouth.” Id said. Spike had an understandable reaction of surprise to this.

“What? Really?” Spike asked. “She'd let me do that?”

“Don't you dare, Spike. Don't you dare!” Rarity's normal self growled at him. “I understand you're attracted to me, but this isn't the way to go about it. Gah!” Rarity clutched at her head.

“Come on, Spike!” Rarity's bimbo side sang. “Hasn't anyone ever told you much I looooove to suck? Come on. Shove it down my pretty little throat ...”

“I have no idea what's going on.” Spike said. “But I'm not going to turn down the chance to have sex with Rarity!”

“Yes, that's the spirit.” Id stroked Spike's shoulder and gave him a kiss on the lips.

Spike pulled his pants down and shoved his equipment into Rarity's mouth, just in time for Rarity's selves to swap and her normal self to be in control.

Rarity closed her eyes. Despite her normal self being in complete control, she still couldn't resist the urge to suck. Her tongue was moving practically on its own. Why couldn't she seem to resist? Was the bimbo urge inside just that powerful?

“I'm not sure she's enjoying this ...” Spike said, noticing Rarity's displeased expression.

“Keep going, keep going.” Id said, giving Spike another kiss on the cheeks. Spike's face brightened up, and he gave Rarity a thrust. Rarity suspected Id had applied some mind-control chemicals onto her lipstick.

Rarity continued to suck, her thoughts turning nebulous. It was like her normal self's thoughts and her bimbo thoughts were two rivers, separated by a dam, and the dam was opening, letting the waters of their thoughts mix and swirl together into one.

Rarity opened her eyes, letting Spike see the glazed-over, seductive look in them. Seeing her eyes made Spike relax, and Rarity could feel the tension in his muscles go away.

Soon, his equipment was pulsing, giving Rarity her only warning before it released, pouring a delivery of spooge into her mouth and renewing all the magical enchantments she had been under, her two minds merging into one, united by their love for swallowing.

“Oooh!” Spike screamed. When he was done, he pulled away.

“Good boy,” Id said.

“Okay ...” Rarity said, her voice going into a higher pitch, though not as high as it had been before. “We'll be … I'll be a bimbo for a little bit longer, tee-hee. So good ...”

“Yes!” Id pumped her fist. “Now, Spike, you deserve a little reward ...”

“You sure? That was reward enough.” Spike said.

Id swirled her hand through the air, the pink bimbofication mist becoming visible. Once she gathered a cloud of the mist, she put it up to Spike's chin. The mist absorbed into him, doing the same to him as it did Flash Sentry. His muscles grew, particularly in his chest and arms, stretching and expanding like inflating balloons until he was ripped, with his clothes being shredded in places. His equipment was given a boost, and his mind was suddenly occupied with thoughts of orgasming into beautiful, busty women with his boosted tool. Preferably in their succulent, big-lipped, submissive mouths.

“Now, Rarity needs a minute to collect herself, but I'm sure there's other girls in the hospital waiting for a big, handsome, muscular man like you to come and take them, like the predator you are. Rawr.” Id stroked a hand across Spike's spherical-bicep and growled seductively.

“Grr!” Spike smiled and nodded and left to go find these women she was talking about.

“Id?” Rarity asked, lifting her head up.

“Yes, Rarity?” Id crouched down next to her.

“You … you said a few things.” Rarity said. “While I was … arguing with myself. First, you seemed really desperate to make sure I stayed here.”

“Well, yes.” Id said. “Discord's decided the rules of the game, and he's decided that, when you say that you don't want to be a bimbo anymore – that is, without immediately contradicting yourself because your mind's torn in two – that is when the game will end, and I don't want to end it just yet.”

“Okay. Second, you said I … wanted to be a bimbo. Was that true, or just something to get my attention?”

“It's true!” Id said. “The first time you and your friends were here, Discord sent you all home with all traces of bimbofication magic wiped away. Except for a little part inside you that stayed. And do you know why? Because deep down, on some instinctual level, you liked it. You liked being a bimbo. That's why Discord brought you back here; because he decided to let that part of you grow instead of sending it away.”

“I did? I mean, now, sure, but I can't see my normal self enjoying it quite so much.”

“It was a kind of wish fulfillment for you.” Id said. “Rarity, you always want to be the most attractive lady in the room, and desired and lusted after by the guys. Being a bimbo nurse in this hospital lets you do that.”

“Yes. Yes, I guess I can see that,” Rarity said, “I mean, from a certain point of view ...”

“So ...” Id offered Rarity a hand. “Are you ready to get back to your regularly scheduled bimbo activities?”

Rarity grabbed Id's hand. “Like, totally! Where to next, Id, huh?”

“Where to next ...” Id rubbed her chin in thought. “Do you hear that?”

Rarity nodded. “Footsteps.”

Rarity and Id followed the sound of the footsteps, leading them to an adjacent hall downwards and to the right of where they were. They peeked over the corner to see Twilight Sparkle walking, accompanied by a copy of herself in long socks, sandals, and a dark blue blouse and skirt.

“Twilight and company.” Rarity said. “What are we dealing with here, Id?”

“Well ...” Id pulled out a monocle from nowhere and put it to her eye. “Wearing modest, conservative clothing, but still showing a little bit of her body … has a very neutral, thoughtful expression on her face … I'm gonna say that's an Ego. The one who tries to compromise between Id and Superego.”

Rarity nodded. “What's our plan?”

“Well, given that she's joined by an Ego ...” Id said, “I say we just go up to her and try to convince the Ego that finding and having sex with a guy is the best thing to do, and the rest will take care of itself.”

Rarity looked down the other hallway. “And what luck! There happens to be a guy coming right along.” Flash Sentry and his burly Superego were walking down the opposite hall from Twilight.

“Ooh!” Id squealed. “This couldn't be more perfect!”

"Oh, yoo-hoo! Flash Sentry!" Id waved at the two of them. "Would you come over here, please? There's someone we want you to meet!" The Flash Sentries walked over and joined them. "Wait right here, would you?"

Rarity and Id huddled behind a corner, waiting for Twilight and her Ego to approach. Twilight and her Ego arrived at the intersection of hallways and stopped at the sight of them.

"Rarity?" Twilight asked. "It's good to see you - this Ego of mine and I have been trying to find an exit from this hospital - wait a minute. What happened to you?"

"Oh, nothing much." Rarity waved her hand. "I just, like, embraced the bimbo that I know I am deep down inside. You should try it."

"Uh ... no thanks." Twilight said. She grabbed her Ego's hand. "Sorry, but I'm not interested in becoming a sexy airhead. I think my Ego will go back to trying to find an exit ... and maybe a cure for you along the way if we can."

“Oh, that's too bad, darling.” Rarity said, “What's wrong with being a bimbo? I feel good. And sexy. And my boobs …. are soooo bouncy! It's really fun. You should try it. Plus, all the guys here love me.”

“They only love you because of your willingness to swallow their – ugh, I can't even say it.” Twilight pinched the bridge of her nose.

“So? You say that like it's, like a bad thing!” Rarity said.

“It is a bad thing, Rarity,” Twilight said. “That's not love, that's lust.”

“Oh, what's wrong with a little casual sex between staff and patients, hmm?” Rarity asked. “So, like, um, on a totally unrelated note, could I get you to have sex with Flash Sentry here?”

“Really?” Twilight crossed her arms. “You're not even gonna try to be subtle and trick me? Just gonna come out and say it?”

“Might as well,” Rarity said. “See if it works.”

“No thanks.” Twilight held out her hand, to Flash's obvious disappointment. “If you want to stay here and be a giggling bimbo, that's your choice, but I am going somewhere else.” Twilight turned around and marched off. She looked behind her to make sure they weren't following and went on her way.

Twilight's Ego moved to follow her, but Id grabbed Ego by the arm and pulled her in. “Ah, ah, ah. We still need you for something.”

“Me?” Ego asked. “Why me?”

“Because you're connected to Twilight, and Twilight needs to be bimbofied.” Id said.

“I don't know if I'd say 'needs.'" Ego said.

“Well, she does!” Rarity insisted. “This hospital is no place for a regular girl to be walking alone.”

“Besides, think of the benefits!” Id said. “This hospital has a lot of secret benefits available only to bimbofied women. Wouldn't it be great if Twilight could use those benefits?”

Ego put a hand on her cheek. “Maybe … but are the benefits any good? What kind of benefits are we talking about?”

“Well, there's easy access to breast milk ...” Id said.

“Getting to spend time with fellow bimbos ...” Rarity said.

“And of course, spending time with the patients.”

Ego stroked her chin. “I don't know … those don't sound like the kind of benefits Twilight would be interested in …”

“Listen.” Id wrapped an arm around Ego's shoulder. “Twilight is going to be bimbofied, one way or another, as long as she stays in the hospital. And trust me, there is an exit, but it would take anyone a long, long time to find it. So wouldn't it be better to go ahead and get it out of the way, with someone we know Twilight's been attracted to in the past, rather than waiting for her to get caught by an unknown patient?”

Ego considered this for a moment. “Okay. I'm convinced. What do you want to me to do?”

Id pushed Ego towards Flash's Superego. “Simply wrap your lips around his equipment … and suck.” Ego nodded and got on the floor while Superego got himself ready.

“Are you sure this will work, Id?” Rarity asked.

“Oh yes.” Id said. “Twilight Sparkle will be running back to us any second now, and I can explain why. See, when Discord externalizes the personality – be it Id, Ego, or Superego – they are still connected to the original person they were from. What affects one affects the other. So any mind-control or behavior-influencing elements introduced to one will affect the other. I, as an Id, don't really suffer from this, because most of the time, you're getting seduced and having sex with a patient or turning someone else into a bimbo, which is what I wanted you to do anyway. But for Flash's Superego, you having sex with and bimbofying Flash affected him the same way.”

“And when Twilight's Ego swallows Superego's spooge … it'll have the same effect on Twilight Sparkle!”

Id snapped her fingers. “You've got it.”

“Say, Id?”

“Yes?”

“How do all you psyche mani-mani-fi-stay-whatever - have bodily fluids, anyway?”

Id looked down at her chest. She groped herself, squeezing out a bit of milk. “I don't know. I guess in my case, it's because my body takes on properties similar to yours.”

“That would explain it.” Rarity said. “So, like, now what?”

“Now we wait.” Id answered with a smile.

Some distance away, Twilight Sparkle was walking through the hall, hunched over in anger.

“I can't believe Rarity would – would submit so easily.” Twilight said. She continued walking and came to a stop when she got to an intersection. “Wasn't I down this hallway already? Ugh, why is it so hard to find an exit in this place!? Surely there must be some emergency stairs or something? If not, I'm pretty sure that's a violation of safe working codes!”

Twilight stood at the intersection, full of righteous indignation. She decided she would go down the left hallway, as it was one she knew she hadn't been down with her Ego.

“Let's go this way, Ego.” Twilight said. “Ego? Ego!” Twilight turned around and realized she had left Ego behind. “Oh no! Where did she go? Where did I leave her?” Twilight realized she must have left Ego with Rarity. “But that means ...”

Twilight's thoughts were interrupted when a sudden delicious taste smashed into her mouth and ran across her tongue. It was so good it knocked her to the ground on her hands and knees, and made her forget all about Ego or Rarity.

“What was that?” Twilight breathed heavily, putting her hands over her mouth. “Oh, wow … it's so good. I want – I want more of it.” Twilight panted and panted. She got her wish, as another sample of the mystery taste poured down her mouth.

“Ooooh!” Twilight moaned, her hand on her chin. She climbed up the wall and used it for support. “So good … so, so good. I have to find out what this is! I have to have more!” Twilight held the wall for support, resting against it as she climbed back to find help.

Rarity and Id were more than satisfied when they saw Twilight climb into view, laid against the wall.

“Rarity ...” Twilight said. “You've got help me. I need directions. I was walking down the hall when all of a sudden I was hit by this amazing taste. You've gotta help me find it. I need to have more!”

“Well, good thing for you, we know exactly where you can find it.” Id said.

“You do!?” Twilight exclaimed.

“Oh yes.” Id pointed at Twilight's Ego, who was lying down the floor with a triumphant-looking Superego over her. “That feeling you're feeling was from your Ego getting … comfortable with Flash's Superego.”

“You … you planned this.” Twilight said. “You know if my Ego got stimulated, I'd be overwhelmed and unable to resist.”

“Perhaps we did,” Rarity said.

“But tell us this, Twilight; were we wrong?” Id asked.

Twilight paused.

“No. I'm mad at you, but I want it so badly that I don't even care. Where is it?”

“If you want that taste, Twilight ...” Rarity said. “All you have to do … is suck Flash Sentry.” She gestured to Flash, who waved and smiled nervously. “But think carefully, Twilight. Once you do this, there's no going back.”

Twilight stared at Flash for a few minutes before nodding her head. “All right. Yes. I'll do it. I want it so badly I'm willing to risk bimbofication from sex.”

Twilight rushed over to Flash Sentry, eager to have her craving satisfied, even at the risk of being made into a total bimbo.

“Oh, Twilight ...” Rarity said as Twilight got to knees, and she and Flash prepared to do the same as Superego and Ego. “You never had a chance.”

“That's one more down!” Id said with a happy giggle. “Two more to go! Oh, I'm excited! I just can't wait for you to bimbo up the rest of your friends!”

“Why?” Rarity asked. “Why can't you wait? I thought bimbofying them was half the fun.”

“Oh, it is, I assure you!” Id said. “But there's something special Discord has in store for you once you've completed the bimbofication of all five of them. Not counting Flash, of course.”

“Like, really?” Rarity asked. “Can I see?”

“Well ...” Id rolled her eyes, turning away from Rarity. “I guess it won't hurt to give you a little peek.” Id grabbed Rarity by the wrist and proceeded to drag her through the hospital.

After going through several hallways and making many, many turns, Id brought Rarity to a room unlike the others she'd been in. Rarity guessed it was some sort of boiler or cleaning room. The room inside was devoid of the hospital's usual blue or white colors, instead having an old-timey brown and white checkerboard pattern to the walls. There was a large container in the center of the room.

“That,” Id pointed to the container, “will be your reward when your bimbofication of your friends is done. I imagine you'll quite like it.”

Rarity approached the container. She leaned over the edge and looked in, seeing nothing but a mahogany-colored liquid inside, her busty body reflected in the liquid.

“I don't get it. What's, like, the big deal?”

“Touch it.” Id said.

Rarity put a hand to the liquid. There was a ripple in the liquid, and a tendril sprouted out from it, shifting from inside the pool. The end of tendril adjusted and reshaped itself.

“Ooh! I see. It's one of those ... those slime thingies, like in the R-rated section of Spike's comic book store.” Rarity said. Without warning, the tendril shot up and shoved itself into Rarity's mouth, throbbing and pulsating as if it was holding back an orgasm.

And that seemed to be the case, as it released its hold, shooting a thick, gooey, spooge-like knockoff substance down Rarity's throat. Rarity didn't care that it was a knock-off – it tasted so much better than anything the hospital had offered so far.

With half-lidded eyes, Rarity began to suck the tendril, hoping for more. The tendril vibrated and pulsated, letting Rarity know it appreciated her affection. The tentacle began to retract into the pool, dragging Rarity with it.

“Ha-ha, okay! I think that's enough of a sneak preview for today,” Id said, grabbing Rarity from behind and pulling her away from the tendril. “Come on. This way.”

“Mmm … so good.” Rarity moaned in a daze. “The best yet ...”

“Yes, yes, yes.” Id said. “That's why it was supposed to happen after you bimbofied your friends. I think I may have made a mistake in bringing you here early ...”

Id pushed Rarity towards the door, but they were interrupted by something tapping them both on the shoulders.

“What?” Id growled, she and Rarity turning around. Two tentacles had emerged from the pool, and they forced their way into Rarity's and Id's mouths, pouring their delicious fluids into their throats. With the connection between the two of them, it just enhanced the pleasure to ridiculous levels; the taste that went down Rarity's throat went into Id's, and the taste that went into Id's went into Rarity's, leading to a perpetual feedback of delicious pleasure.

Rarity, enthralled, began to walk back towards the pool, the tentacle still thrusting into her mouth.

“Mmm ...” Id moaned, sorely tempted to just stand there and let the tendril orgasm into her before coming back to her senses and pulling away. “Rarity!” Id rushed and grabbed Rarity from behind, pulling her away from the tendril again.

“I want more!” Rarity yelled.

“I know, but we're not technically supposed to be here.” Id began to push out the door again. On her way out, Id slapped the tendrils. “No! Bad tentacle monster! Bad! You know you're not supposed to misbehave like that.” Id gave it another smack before finally leaving with Rarity and closing the door behind them.

“Come on,” Id said to Rarity, placing a hand on her shoulder. “Let's go find and bimbofy the rest of your friends, and then you have as much as you want.”

Rarity giggled. “Okay!”

Id guided Rarity into the hall, with a worried look over her shoulder to make sure the tendrils weren't following them.

Author's Note

Here's something I do have to say, in that I really liked the idea I came up with of hypnotizing Fluttershy to think she used to have big boobs, but got rid of them somehow, and making her want them "back." It's just - it's just funny to me.