Shining's Campaign Book

Ulfer was a man of only modest intelligence (7 because of stupid fucking character creation rules that Gaffer needs to change) so when presented with a riddle that he couldn’t fix (it was a simple translation that told him to push a grave) he knew where best to go: The library! And fortunately, he found a kind priestess/monk that was all too happy to help him. After all, she was so cute, and shy, and wonderful-

And Shining scolded himself a little for putting a friend into his own campaign. It wasn’t supposed to mirror the real world that much, but with Heal Palm it felt different. After all, half the time he talked to her, he thought she belonged in a fantasy world. She was quiet, sure, and didn’t seek out many ponies, but if you could open her up, she was one of the kindest ponies in the school. Indeed, she was one pony that he was all too happy to call one of his best friends, even if they didn’t hang out too much.

Of course, then there was how she looked to help her stand out. In fact, usually to a point that she rather disliked. After all, she was an Earth Pony, but her mane was dark blue with white at the tips like frost that helped frame her face with her short hair. That alone would have made her a touch unique, but then there were her eyes. She was supposedly not blind despite the fact that she didn’t appear to have pupils, but instead had large moons in her eyes, leaving a mostly blank, white canvas for one to lose themselves in.

Oh, and of course, she had tits that were as big or bigger than Celestia’s, but Shining usually tried not to focus on those. They didn’t really fit with the rest of her cute, demure look when you looked down and had at least a half foot of wonderful, sexy flesh between you and her.

…

‘Nope. Not taking it back. She deserves the compliment.’

Shining then shook his mind to get rid of the thoughts. After all, he was there to order some old O&O books from another school. It was actually a really cool thing that apparently some kids did when the game first came out by convincing their teachers that they were history books. While they’re now recognized for what they are, the schools still like to keep some to help people make clubs, kind of like how libraries might have chess boards available for people too. Shining wanted to see what sort of old school monsters he could throw his way, and Heal Palm was the school’s student librarian at the moment. “Hey, Heal!”

The mare, who had been looking down before now, screamed for a moment as she jumped, her whole body then freezing as she stared at him. She wore a light blue, thick coat at almost all times that helped make her breasts not look quite as big, though it was a somewhat futile attempt, and went well with her white fur. She now smoothed out this coat, including a pat on her chest, which brought out the smallest whimper from her.

Even the smallest whimper was enough to make Shining’s guard instincts come into play, and his eyes softened slightly as he reached over the counter and laid a hand gently on Heal’s shoulder. “Hey, what’s wrong? Did you get hurt? I know your brother can be a fairly big asshole, but if he actually hit you for once-”

“No! No, that, um…” Heal raised a hand to let it wrap gently around his wrist. She then gave him a small smile and a turn of those eyes as her other hand stayed on her chest. “I… I had actually thought about making sure I s-s-saw you sometime t-today, but… Oh, n-never mind!”

Heal turned away, her arms crossing over her chest, Shining assumed, and getting more whimpers from her as her body bent over slightly. That wasn’t going to do, and Shining made sure she knew that by hopping over the desk with a practiced ease that came from years of training and parkour… And trying to emulate anime. “Heal, you don’t need to be afraid to tell me what’s wrong. You know I won’t judge you.”

Heal was silent for a few moments, before looking at the back office for the librarians. With the blinds drawn, it was completely invisible to most, and today was being a rather quiet day for the library… She opened her mouth to say something, before her face twisted with the pain of her throat shutting tight. Instead, all she could manage was pointing to the back room in hopes that Shining would get it.

And as he had so many times, even a small cry for help was made to be a real order for him, and he scooped her up in his arms as he strode for the office. It was something many ponies forgot about him, but he was still one of the most promising Junior Royal Guards in the school, and while he might not look strong, he could beat most stallions in any sort of contest they might want to try to put him through. Even fewer remembered that Shining Armor didn’t reference how handsome he was, or some naive idea that he just looked the part. No, his parents, and some others like Heal, knew that it was a show of his record. That there’d never be a spot on his record or armor for not being able to help someone, even at the expense of himself.

And it made Heal certain that she needed to do this, especially as each step hurt her. Not that Shining stopped, not in his haste, but she could tell that his steps got longer so that he could cover more ground with less of a bounce.

Not that there was much ground to cover, but for Heal, in his arms, it felt like a an eternity in his embrace, and her face was beat red as Shining put her on the desk. She still had to explain the problem though…

Shining looked her right in the eyes though and asked, “Now, what’s wrong,” and she thought she could faint right there and then. Instead though, she swallowed hard and smiled back at him.

“We-Well, um, uh, you see, d-do you knew what h-happens to some nature focused Earth Ponies? Well, not some. Th-That makes it sound random. Sp-Specific Earth ponies, u-usually, um, in the, uh, medical profession. M-Makes them, um… Good Midwifes?”

Shining blinked at her for a few moments before tilting his head. “What?”

Heal took a sharp breath in, her body feeling like it was going to explode any moment now as she tried again. “They always have, um, very p-p-particular body types. P-Princess sorts of bodies. Bodies with parts that usually weigh over twenty pounds and give back problems.”

Shining slowly nodded, before glancing around her. “Is your back in pain? I always thought your breasts would cause issues with that.”

“No! I mean, yes, I do, lots, but that’s not the problem now! It’s the fact that my tits are a full size bigger because of the stupid milk in them!”

Shining blinked a few times before saying, “What?”

Heal let out a long sigh as she was reminded that, for as absolutely amazing Shining was, he wasn’t always the… Smartest pony in the world. Or that the innocence that made her want to do this was sometimes a problem, but she’d rather that than him just grabbing them right now. “Um, the magic that runs through, um, Earth Ponies can make them sensitive to things like… This. So, if one has a big enough, uh, ch-chest, and, um, the right sort of affiliation…” She looked down, her knees beginning to come up as her body shook slightly in fear.

Instead it was met by gentle hands on her shoulders. “And knowing you, you aren’t willing to milk yourself, are you?”

Heal looked up, slowly shaking her head before one of her hands thumbed the zipper on her coat. “And… And you’re the only person I would… I would ever want touching them. So… Would you… Would you be willing to…”

Shining swallowed hard, before giving her a nervous smile. “For a friend, anything. Just let me know what I need to do, and I’ll try to do my best.”

Heal smiled a little at him, before swallowing hard and raising a shaking hand over to a bag in a corner. “P-Ponies like me are supposed to try to d-donate our milk, in case other mares c-can’t produce, so, um, you should find some b-basins over there.”

Shining did as he was told as he went over to the bag. At first he was a bit surprised, as the bag wasn’t small, but when he found the wide containers he started considering the fact that he was going to be milking her. Period. He could have thought about the logistics of her breast milk spraying out, but in general he was going to get to grab her tits and make sweet, sweet milk come out.

Clang!

Heal jumped at the sudden sound as Shining stood up, his hands over his crotch, but as the basin he had been holding crashed to the ground, thrown by the power of his boner, it was a little hard to deny what happened. Even harder after Shining stopped covering himself, his body going limp as he looked at Heal, who had taken off her coat.

Heal’s ‘bra’ was… Not what Shining expected, and a lot sexier than just some regular bra could have been. See, she wore a fishnet shirt instead, but what looked like a tight one, as it dug into her soft skin, let alone her breasts. The rings were also large enough that a naughtier stallion, and never a virtuous one like him, would imagine slipping his cock right through one and then inbetween those mountains of soft flesh that he imagined himself spending hours exploring as his hands flexed a little. They looked so soft, and gave way to her shirt so easily that he imagined finding purchase would be all too easy. To make it all the better, she even had white, perky nipples to solidify the metaphor forming in his head.

He then looked at her bright red face, and how she was turned away from him, and he forced his own eyes away. He couldn’t just leave them in silence though, but he couldn’t mention those so… “Um, that doesn’t look like it would give, uh, much support.”

Heal pushed one of her feet against the floorboards before squeaking out, “It can be tightened, and… I can’t normally get bras.”

Shining swallowed hard at that thought, his mind racing to the times when he found his mom’s bras and having thought about how hot that was. If he found a shirt like Heal’s in the laundry… No, that was straying to even more dangerous thoughts than what was going on now. He needed to focus. Calm down. Do… Something.

But Heal beat him to it by asking, “Do you like them?”

Shining tried stopping himself, but the words came out faster than his fist could flatten him as he shouted, “Ye-Mf!”

Heal jumped at Shining hitting the floor, before giggling a little at the groaning pile of confused on the ground. It was what she needed after all as she put her hands on her breasts, winced at the slight movement because of how swollen they were, and then letting a long breath out. “Put the… Put the basins in front of the desk. That way they can catch anything that doesn’t stick to my fur… Hopefully.”

“And then,” she said as laid onto her back on the desk, her breasts squeezed down by her arms as they crossed over them, “Um, you can… take care of yourself.”

Shining blinked a few times as he laid on the floor, before chuckling to himself. “Oh, yeah, that could probably work. I would just need to go to the bathroom for five… Ten… I’ll call you when I’m on my way back.”

Heal’s eye twitched at this point, but she was going to give him one more chance. One more before she lost it again. “No, I meant, you could, well, use, um… Use… Me to help yourself.”

“Oh trust me, I’ll be thinking of-”

“I mean that I want you to fuck my breasts, okay!”

Shining opened his mouth for a moment, ready at first to finish his statement, before, after spending a moment thinking, saying, “I’m an idiot aren’t I?”

“Yes you are, and if you say another word, I think I’m going to pass out from embarrassment.”

Shining opened his lips one more time, glanced up at the side boob he could see, and promptly shut right back up.

He got to work quickly as he set up the basins, got his pants off, and then… And then stared at Heal. She wasn’t his best friend, none of the mares he knew were, but she wasn’t by no means a stranger. Not like that Love Tap mare. Despite that though, despite how royally he felt like he had screwed up by making her need to shout, she wanted him to… To… Oh boy did he want to ask so many questions, but his dick, harder than it had ever been in his life, cried against it.

Besides, either way, she needed help getting the milk out of her tits. At least this way he wouldn’t be hard for hours afterwards… Hopefully. That didn’t make actually doing what he needed to any easier, especially with the thought they were in school, but with each passing minute also came a new whimper from Heal. A shiver, a shake, a new fear.

She was being brave, and she just wanted to be a nurse, while here he was being some coward.

So, finally, as he got onto the table, his knees straddling her stomach, and with him making sure his cock didn’t touch her yet, he lowered a hand to her breasts. They didn’t fight his touch, though he could feel how heavy they were. How full they were as pressing a finger down on her breast caused a single droplet of white cream to show up at her nipple. It was… Terrifying and amazing at the same time to him.

He was barely touching them like this though. Only his fingertips were actually touching her breast, with his palm staying away because of his own nervousness. That… That wouldn’t do it, and if her breasts were full of milk… Well, drops wouldn’t be enough. So, he had to do more. He had to get rough, but… Maybe he could talk now? “Are you ready… Ready for more?”

For a moment, Heal’s body twitched underneath him, likely due to her thinking that this was a lot already, before she furiously shook her head, unable to keep it calm or relaxed. After all, it was better that this get ripped off like a bandaid, right?

And so Shining’s hands came down, his strong, calloused palms pressing down on the underside of her breasts. His fingers slipped around the mounds, forcing breasts to come up so that he could even come close to getting a proper grip. He had to though if he was supposed to milk her though. After all, he knew from movies how that looked on a cow, and this wasn’t that different right? Not that he was that rough, but he couldn’t simply press a few fingers in. No, he got himself a good piece of each and pulled up on the breasts, loving how they yielded to his touch, and how warm they were.

The action made Heal gasp though, her body shaking underneath him as the first surge of milk came up. After all, even a small sway was enough to make the backed up udders hurt as they leaked against her thick coat. This was a lot more than her simple, graceful movements though, and she moaned as the first spurts of her milk flew into the air before dropping down, wetting her face, chest, and mane, and maybe some of it actually getting into the basins.

Shining though, his grip actually becoming firmer, leaned in as he tried to say, “Are you okay,” but only got the first word out before another burst of cream launched some of her milk right into his mouth.He stopped, his eyes widening at the thought of what she would think, before he accidentally hummed.

“Wh-Why are you humming?”

“Um… Because it tastes good.”

“You… You aren’t licking my breasts though.”

“No…”

“Oh god, I’m really that much of a fountain, aren’t I?”

Shining was quiet for a few moments, before he gave one of her breasts a soft tug, causing a few rivulets of cream to come out from even the simple, slow teasing. In response, Heal let out a long, slow moan as her body writhed slightly underneath him. “Th-They’re really sensitive, a-aren’t they?”

Heal was quiet herself, before finally whimpering out, “There… There’s a reason I haven’t been doing this myself. It’s just… It’s too embarrassing.”

Shining swallowed hard as his hands continued to gently probe her chest. It was so soft, so perfect it felt, but he knew she had had problem with it ever since she’d had a ‘growth spurt’ in Middle School. Now they just had another problem that forced her out of her comfort zone. “I can put on some gloves or something. A blindfold even. We don’t need to-”

“I want this. I-I-I want… I want this once, okay?”

Shining took in a sharp breath, wanting to tell her not to push herself, but with all she was doing already, he feared he might have been doing it for himself. Because he was scared himself. That wasn’t right. He was the knight! He was the one with a weapon, and with a mighty thrust of her spear, he would do his duty!

And his hips slamming forward, and slipping right between her breasts, was met with a surprised shriek of pain and pleasure from Heal. After all, it also came with a tighter grip on her breasts, more of her milk, this time in thicker streams that splashed onto her face or past her head, and his hard, hot, throbbing sword right between her soft, warm bosom. On the flip side, it came with the smack of their bodies against each other, his fingers digging in tight, and the shaking of her sore tits, which she knew might just get worse as she was milked.

But before Shining could even ask if she was okay, she decided it was time to keep this going, because the fire raging inside of her body vastly beat any of the pain as she shouted, “Just keep going!”

And that was all Shining needed as he thrust into her chest. Each new one sent shocks and spasms of joy through his being, mostly because this was nothing like when Love Tap helped him. No, this time, he could cum when he wanted to. He could focus on the joy of his friend’s flesh. He didn’t have to worry about any secondary reasons why they may want to do this with him.

He could just enjoy this, and drain every ounce of cum that was in his balls, something that wasn’t hard to do with what was happening around him. He didn’t know what was the best part even. Was it her breasts, which he could either grip together to form into an even more powerful vice than the shirt let them be or could be pushed and pulled so that it ground on his cock in every direction he could want them to? Or were it her nipples, which teased him with small peaks of them between large streams of her milk? Or was it her milk, which he greedily drank between shots of cum as his cock recharged?

He didn’t know. He couldn’t even tell you after the fact. He couldn’t tell you much for that matter. Just that once they were done, his friend’s chest was covered in a mix of his cum and her milk, with not a spot left that was blue, and that when they looked at each other, all they could manage were a few words, a thank you from both, and then him taking off.

And then a mare in a long, dark blue cloak that blended in with the shadows in the corner of the office, put down her book and threw her hood back. “Wow, and here I thought you considered yourself only worthy of being in a harem with him.”

Heal sighed softly, still stuck in the afterglow as she scooped a little of his cum off of her and licked it clean from her finger. “I am. I couldn’t handle ever just being alone with him after all. I just hope Cadance doesn’t mind.”

“Cadance turned him down at the end of the football game last Friday.”

“Oh. Well, um… Would you be interested in being in a harem with him, Azeroth?”

“He’s a bit dumb for me, but he makes you happy, and that dick could probably make any mare scream, so I’m not against it.”

“That is the highest praise I think I’ve heard you ever give another pony.”

“I don’t know. I think I’ve said some nice things about you before, and I’ll add to that today with the fact that I’m, proud that you managed to stay conscious for all of this. Normally you would pass out from me having been in the…” The other mare, one whose fur was gray, and her mane black, grew quiet as she realized that her friend’s eyes had opened wide, and now stayed that way as any flicker of consciousness left them.

“And now I have to clean you up. Fantastic.”