Twilight reached down and brushed the back of her palm across Sugarcoat’s cheek.

“She’s so cute when she’s asleep,” Twilight said. She unclasped the collar around Sugarcoat’s neck and took it off.

Twilight jumped off her bed and stretched her arms, doing a bit of a side crunch for each. She walked out the door, leash in hand.

“So, who do we want to do next?” Twilight asked.

“Up to you. It’s your call.” Sunset said. She glanced at the window. “Though it is still daylight, so we’re going to have to wait until tomorrow before we call in it,”

“Oh, damn, that’s right,” Twilight said, looking at the window and casting a spiteful glare at the sun, resenting it for keeping her from playing with her next playmate.

“Well, given that’s the case, I’m going to need something to do to kill the time until tomorrow,” Any ideas in mind?” Twilight said.

“We could go out for ice cream,” Sunset suggested, wagging an eyebrow.

Twilight pursed her lips. “I was hoping for something a little more ...” she glanced at the bedroom, where the sleeping Sugarcoat still laid by her bed. “Spicy.”

“Come on, Twilight,” Sunset wrapped an arm around Twilight’s shoulder and pulled her close. “You can’t be all sexy, all the time, or you’ll ended up spoiling all the fun out of it!”

“Really?” Twilight asked.

“Yes, really!” Sunset answered. “Imagine there was an expensive cafe we like to go, with great coffee and fantastic whipped cream. But it was so expensive, we could only go there once a month, so we have to make the most of it every time we go. Sex is kind of like that.”

“Okay,” Twilight said. She looked at Sunset with a warm smile. “I’m sure you know best, Sunset Shimmer.”

“Yeah,” Sunset nodded, smiling awkwardly. “I know best.”

“Oh!” Twilight perked up. “I know! Let’s do Sour Sweet next.” Twilight tapped her fingers wickedly. “She was so mean to me on the bus. I’m gonna pay her back so hard.” She looked down at her cleavage exposed by the nightie. Somehow, her cup discrepancy no longer bothered her.

Sunset chuckled airily. “Maybe ease back on the revenge angle a little bit. After all, we’re doing this to help them and test their dedication, not to hurt them.”

“Can’t we hurt them a little bit?” Twilight asked.

“Yes,” Sunset said, “so long as we follow proper bondage protocol and establish safe words before doing anything with the capacity to do serious harm and properly do aftercare.”

“What’s aftercare?” Twilight asked.

“I’ll tell you more over ice cream, but basically, it works like this…” Sunset began, walking Twilight down the stairs.

“Wait,” Twilight said. “We should wait until Sugarcoat wakes up. I don’t trust her not to do something if we leave her alone in my house.”

“But she just went through our whole day – well, half a day – of embarrassment and pulling her by a collar.”

“That’s why I don’t trust not to do something nasty,” Twilight said.

“We should get her some ice cream too,” Sunset said. “She’s been through a lot today.”

“Yeah,” Twilight said. “Whatever you say, Sunset.” She gave Sunset another smile, and Sunset rolled her eyes.

Twilight and Sunset arranged to meet with the Shadowbolts over by the mall the next day. Sugarcoat returned to the group in better spirits than when she had left them.

Indigo Zap exchanged looks with Sour Sweet and Sunny Flare.

“Sugarcoat, are you okay?” Indigo asked. “You seem a bit … happier than when we saw you last yesterday.”

“Okay?” Sugarcoat asked, bouncing idly on her heels. “Of course I’m okay. Why wouldn’t I be okay?”

“I mean, you’ve been smiling all day,” Indigo said. “That’s not normal.”

“That’s one thing I’ve learned from Twilight and Sunset,” Sugarcoat said haughtily. “You shouldn’t be afraid to smile. Being happy isn’t something to be ashamed of.”

“Uh-huh,” Indigo narrowed her eyes.

“I’m serious, Indigo,” Sugarcoat said. “And if you don’t believe me, you’re going to have a very difficult time getting anything valuable out of the day you’ll have to spend wearing a dog collar.”

“Yeah,” Sunny Flare said, “You’re not mad about that?”

“Not anymore!” Sugarcoat said. “Not after what Twilight did to me ...” Sugarcoat giggled and blushed. She realized she was saying too much and quickly reined herself in before the rest of the Shadowbolts asked her questions she didn’t want to answer.

The Shadowbolts all gave her odd looks, though they seemed more concerned about the fact that Sugarcoat wasn’t angry with Twilight for the embarrassment she put Sugarcoat through than anything.

“Hey, girls!” Sunset waved at the Shadowbolts as she and Twilight approached.

“So, who’s going to swallow their pride and volunteer first?” Indigo asked, sweeping her eyes over the group. “Because it’s not gonna be me.”

“Not yet, but you’re going to have to take a turn anyway to fulfill the terms of the agreement, either that, or not do it and back out of the deal and miss out on your Friendship Lessons,” Sugarcoat said. “So technically it doesn’t matter who goes first as long as everyone goes eventually.”

“Maybe I don’t want my friendship lesson anymore,” Indigo said.

“Ladies, ladies, please, calm down,” Sunset said, “If Indigo Zap doesn’t want to do it, we can deal with that later. For right now, Twilight and I have already decided that the next lucky lady to get to spend the day with us is … pause for effect … Sour Sweet!”

“Did you just say, ‘pause for effect’?” Indigo asked.

“Don’t question my flair for the dramatic, Indigo,” Sunset said.

“Oh, me?” Sour Sweet said. “I’m flattered you would make me your first second pick! You’re up to something, aren’t you?” She glared suspiciously at the two of them.

“No, we’re not up to something,” Twilight said. “At least, nothing outside of the collar.” She held the collar up for Sour Sweet to see.

“That’s another thing you’re going to have to learn if you want to be good friends,” Sunset said. “Not everyone is out to get you or has an ulterior motive for picking you or trying to help you.”

“But everyone does have an ulterior motive,” Lemon Zest said as if this was the most matter of fact statement in the world.

“Ooh, boy,” Sunset facepalmed and turned to Twilight. “Looks we got a lot of work to do, Twilight. A lot.”

"Just put the collar on, Sour Sweet," Twilight said.

Sour Sweet eyed the collar suspiciously. "No way. I'm wise to your tricks, Twilight Sparkle. I'm gonna put that collar on, and then you're gonna inject me with something! Maybe some kind of drug. Maybe poison!"

"Okay," Sunny Flare said, "maybe dial back on the paranoia there, Sour Sweet, just a smidge."

"Sour Sweet, I promise that this collar is not going to spike you with drugs, or poison, or any kind of chemical substance," Twilight said. "Now will you please just put it on?"

Sour Sweet grabbed the collar. She held it up and inspected with a discerning and scornful look on her face.

"I am watching you," Sour Sweet said, pointing at her eyes and pointing at Twilight. She slipped the collar over her neck.

"Yes, yes," Twilight said drearily as she, Sunset and Sour Sweet walked away from the Shadowbolts, "you're very smart."

"Wait, I have another idea," Sour Sweet said, "this collar is gonna let you drain my magic and let you turn into that demon form of yours again, isn't it!?"

"You don't ... have any magic," Twilight said.

Sunset chuckled nervously. "Yeah, Sour Sweet! Don't be ridiculous! I mean, what are the odds that Twilight would turn into Midnight Sparkle again? It's ... it's ludicrous," she wiped a laughter-induced tear from her face.

"Tell you what, Sour Sweet, I'll make you a deal," Twilight said, "If you won't turn into a demon, I won't turn into a demon. Deal?" She offered her hand to Sour Sweet.

Sour Sweet looked at Twilight's hand before taking it and shaking it, with one hand behind her back. "Deal."

"Uncross your fingers," Twilight said dryly.

Sour Sweet pursed her lips.

"Take your hand out from behind your back," Twilight instructed. Sour Sweet sighed, but complained. "Now, let's try this again. No finger crossing or double crossing this time, okay?"

"Fine," Sour Sweet muttered. She shook hands with Twilight again, this time keeping her other hand in clear view and her fingers spread apart where they could see them.

"That's another thing you'll need to learn," Twilight said, "to stop being so distrustful of people and planning on betraying them."

"I'm only planning on betraying them because I know they're planning on betraying me first!" Sour Sweet hissed. "At least, I think so," she added unsurely.

Twilight looked at Sunset Shimmer for approval.

"Do it," Sunset answered.

"Do what?" Sour Sweet asked.

Twilight jerked hard on the leash, making it constrict around Sour Sweet's neck, making her choke and gag and gasp for air.

"I knew it!" Sour Sweet shouted hoarsely, reaching one hand around the collar and one hand up in the air to either flag attention for help from a bystander or grab at Twilight's face. Neither Twilight or Sunset were sure. "I knew you two were out to get me from day one! From the moment you laid your eyes on me!"

"Should we stop?" Twilight asked.

"Eh, probably," Sunset said. "We wouldn't want people coming by and getting the wrong idea. Plus, she really doesn't seem like she likes it the way Sugarcoat did."

Twilight eased up her grip. Sour Sweet slowly recovered her breath. She turned around and glared at Twilight, placing a hands-on-hips posture.

"You just tried to kill me!" Sour Sweet shouted.

"Ah, not kill you, choke you," Twilight said. "There is a very fine difference."

"Whatever. I'm glad and very appreciative that you stopped before you hurt me." Sour Sweet said. She grabbed the leash and tugged on it, pulling Twilight towards her. She grabbed Twilight by the shirt and lifted her up. "Just don't do it again, or so help me I will unleash a thousand plagues upon your house!"

"Ahem," Sunset cleared her throat and glared at Sour Sweet.

"What?" Sour Sweet asked. She looked at Twilight. "Sorry about invading your personal space. Now get away from me!" She pushed Twilight away, nearly taking herself down to the floor as the leash traveled with Twilight and nearly brought her down with it.

"I admit, Twilight pulled the collar on you a little too tight," Sunset said, "we shouldn't have done that, and we're sorry. But that doesn't let you off the hook. Our lapses in judgment does not excuse you for your bad behavior. Friends do not grab each other by the shirt like that. They especially don't do that when they're making a request, otherwise it becomes a threat."

"Oh, does it?" Sour Sweet asked sweetly. She chuckled darkly. "What if I was making a threat?"

In a hypocritical (but entirely justifiable) display, Sunset grabbed Sour Sweet by the shirt and raised a fist. "Then I would have to beat the everloving snot out of you for threatening to hurt my friend." She pushed Sour Sweet away, and Sour Sweet seemed shaken.

"I'll be good," Sour Sweet squeaked out meekly. She narrowed her eyes and looked away. "For a little awhile, at least."

"That's all we need," Sunset said. "Just a little awhile."

"Oh, hey, girls!" Fluttershy greeted them, walking up to them next to Rarity, both of them carrying shopping bags.

"Hey, Fluttershy," Sunset smiled casually and waved at them. "What are you doing here?"

"Oh, I was just helping Rarity pick out some new materials," Fluttershy hefted the bags to show up. "What are you ..." she trailed off at the sight of Sour Sweet standing next to Twilight with a collar on her neck and her arms crossed.

"What?" Twilight asked.

Fluttershy shook her head as she tried to process this. "I'm sorry. I wasn't expecting to see ... this." She gestured to Sour Sweet. "Rarity told me about seeing you in the park with Sugarcoat yesterday, but I thought she was exaggerating!"

"See?" Rarity asked. "What did I tell you, darling? Don't question me when I tell you I see someone wearing a collar. I know about these types of things." She huffed haughtily as a show-off, then blushed when she realized she'd said too much.

"What are you doing with her?" Fluttershy asked, baffled.

"It's simple," Twilight replied. "Sour Sweet and the other Shadowbolts ..." She glanced at Sour Sweet, making a second evaluation of her statement. "Well, the other Shadowbolts all said they want to improve themselves and become better friends. This ... is just a test to make sure they're being honest with their commitment."

"How do you know they're not being dishonest, and are just going through with the test to make sure you buy it?" Fluttershy asked.

"Ooh, Fluttershy! That's a good question, and not one I would have expected you to ask," Rarity said. "Kudos, darling."

"Ooh, after what we put Sugarcoat through?" Twilight asked with a devious smirk. "Trust me. They're honest."

"Okay. If you say so," Fluttershy went up to Sour Sweet, leaning forward and putting her hands on her knees.

"Hello, Sour Sweet," Fluttershy offered her hand. "I'm Fluttershy."

"I know who you are," Sour Sweet said sweetly, before sourly adding, "wallflower."

Fluttershy pursed her lips. "That's not very nice, Sour Sweet. You shouldn't call people names."

"I shouldn't?" Sour Sweet said like this was a genuine surprise. "Yeah, well, maybe I would take that a little more seriously if I wasn't getting social advice from someone who literally has 'shy' in their name."

"You are very rude, Sour Sweet," Fluttershy said.

"Am I?" Sour Sweet asked. "Take a hike, tree hugger."

"Excuse you!" Fluttershy stamped her foot. The others grimaced. It wasn't like Fluttershy to get this angry this quickly. Sour Sweet must have really been getting under her skin. "I volunteer at the animal shelter and local garden! I help take care of wounded or abandoned animals and help grow locally sourced non-GMO crops to feed children living in poverty! I do a lot of very good work, and I won't stand to see you disrespect it!"

"Wow," Sour Sweet rolled her eyes, "I thought you hippies were all about peace and love? Why don't you go get out your bong and take a hit of weed to calm down, hippie?"

"Oh! You ... you ... meanie!" Fluttershy turned and stormed away in a huff, a tear rolling down her cheek. Rarity looked at Twilight and Sunset with concern before running after Fluttershy.

"Fluttershy! Fluttershy, darling, wait up!" Rarity caught up with her and put a hand on Fluttershy's shoulder.

"I'm not a hippie," Fluttershy grumbled.

Twilight and Sunset turned to Sour Sweet with disapproving glares.

"What?" Sour Sweet asked.

"That was not cool, Sour Sweet," Sunset said. "You should go apologize."

"As if! To that hippie? No way."

Sunset growled, snorting like a bull.

"Uh, I mean, of course, Sunset!"

Twilight walked Sour Sweet over to Fluttershy.

"Fluttershy!" Sour Sweet called.

Fluttershy stopped. She turned and glared at Sour Sweet with a burning intensity in her eyes that unnerved all three of them.

"I'm ... sorry," Sour Sweet forced out, sounding like she was about vomit. Her face twitched.

Fluttershy turned and huffed her head. "Don't say it unless you mean it."

She and Rarity walked on.

"Wow," Sunset said. "I've never seen Fluttershy snub anybody quite that hard. You must have really upset her. Good job!" She smacked Sour Sweet on the shoulder. "First day of your friendship test, and you've already hurt the feelings one of the most sensitive people I know. A++, really. Ten out of ten." She clapped sarcastically.

Sour Sweet glared at Sunset. "Don't patronize me."

"I wouldn't patronize you if you didn't clearly need a patron goddess to keep you from shooting your mouth off," Sunset snappd.

Sour Sweet stammered, unable to come up with a good comeback for that.

"Come on," Twilight softly tugged at the leash. "Why don't we go back to my house before she insults all of our friends?"

"Twilight, I'm offended you would think that of me!" Sour Sweet said sweetly. "Your friends are lame enough they don't need to be insulted by me."

"If that's the case, why do you keep insulting them then?" Sunset asked dryly.

"Uh, well ..." Sour Sweet stammered.

"Shh." Sunset put a finger to Sour Sweet's mouth before Sour Sweet could stick her foot in it again. "See, if you're going to be a good friend, you really need to stop saying these kinds of things without being able to offer a good reason why. No, scratch that, even if you can offer a good reason why, you still shouldn't say them."

Twilight awkwardly walked alongside them.

Rarity and Fluttershy walked along the street.

"Darling, I'm awfully sorry about that," Rarity said. "I would have never brought you to the mall today if I had known Sour Sweet was going to be there and be so awful to you. I do wish Twilight and Sunset would have give us some sort of warning that the Shadowbolts would be there. "

"It's fine, Rarity," Fluttershy said. "I ..." she looked away from Rarity. She came to a stop.

"Fluttershy?" Rarity asked.

"You know what, no," Fluttershy said. "No, it is not fine! Here. Can you make it back holding all of these?" Fluttershy gestured to the bags.

"Of course, darling," Rarity slipped the bags onto her shoulder. Fluttershy remained oblivious as the strain of carrying all of the bags made its way on Rarity's face.

Fluttershy began walking away.

"Darling, whatever are you up to?"

"I'm going to give Sour Sweet a piece of my mind," Fluttershy snarled. "That girl could use a lesson in what it's like to care for others!" She slammed a fist into her palm.

"Okay!" Rarity said as Fluttershy got smaller and smaller in her vision. "Sounds good! Have a good time righting wrongs and getting retribution! I mean, it sounds like revenge, but that's not a very Fluttershy thing. I'll be fine! Right here! Carrying ... all of these ... heavy, heavy bags all the way to my house ... all by myself!" Rarity waddled, overburdened by the weight of the bags. She didn't want to let it show and keep Fluttershy from doing she wanted. She was generous like that. But all the generosity in the world couldn't keep the bags from being as heavy as they were, and they pulled her hard enough to make her fall off her feet, burying her beneath them.

A passerby stopped. "You alright?"

Rarity shoved her hand out of the pile of bags and gave a thumbs-up. She groaned and her arm gave out.

Twilight and Sunset sat awkwardly on the couch with Sour Sweet between them.

"So, Sour Sweet," Sunset said, "what do you like to do for fun? You know, besides insulting people and hurting their feelings?"

"Hurting people and insulting their feelings," Sour Sweet answered.

Sunset did a double facepalm. "Twilight, it's hopeless. I don't think we can do anything with her. We should send her back and ask for another Shadowbolt."

"Mm," Twilight pursed her lips. There was a pounding, rattling knock on the door.

"I'll get it," Twilight volunteered. She handed the leash over to Sunset before getting off the couch. She opened the front door.

"Fluttershy?" Twilight asked, surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"I want in, Twilight," Fluttershy said, an anger burning in her green eyes. "It's about Sour Sweet. I want to help you ..." Fluttershy made a fist. "Break her. I will make her see the point in helping animals and that it is a good and worthwhile cause!" Her veins bulged along her neck.

"Break her?" Twilight adjusted her glasses. "The point isn't to break her, Fluttershy, it's to ... actually." Twilight looked over her shoulder at the couch. Sour Sweet had her arms crossed and facing away from Sunset. Sunset looked like she was trying to restrain the urge to strangle and murder Sour Sweet and toss her body into a dumpster.

"There may not be any other choice," Twilight said.

"Before you make up your mind," Fluttershy said, "could you at least listen to my suggestion? You don’t have to go through with it if you don’t like."

"Sure."

Fluttershy leaned in close and whispered into Twilight's ear.

"Ooh, I like that idea!" Twilight said, clapping her hands. "I like it a lot! Let me make sure Sunset is on board."

Twilight went over to Sunset. "Sunset, Fluttershy has an idea, but I want your permission before we do it."

"Shoot," Sunset said.

"Uh, actually, it's kind of ... a surprise, so we'll need to get rid of Sour Sweet."

"Get rid of me?" Sour Sweet said. "I knew it!" She jumped on the couch, resting her foot on the back of it and pointing at Twilight. "I knew you were out to get me!"

"Sit down," Sunset demanded, pulling on the leash and bringing Sour Sweet down, "and get your dirty shoes off the couch! She meant temporarily!" Sunset looked at Twilight. "You did mean temporarily, right?"

"Yes," Twilight answered.

"Here," Sour Sweet put her hands over her ears. "Why don't I just do this and then you can talk?"

"Sure," Sunset paused. She moved Sour Sweet's hands and replaced them with her own over Sour Sweet's ears. "Since you've demonstrated how ... unreliable you can be, why don't I do it? What's the idea, Twilight?"

Twilight explained the idea. Sour Sweet wished she could hear what they were saying. She thought about trying to get push Sunset's hands off, but something about her told her that was a bad idea. Sunset practically radiated heat and those black jackets she always wore made her look pretty tough. She glanced over and tried to lip-read Sunset, but it happened that she didn't really know how to do that.

Sunset took her hands off Sour Sweet's ears.

"Okay!" Sunset smiled brightly. "Sour Sweet, we're going upstairs."

"Why?" Sour Sweet asked. "You gotta some kind kind of torture chamber you're going to put me in?"

"What? No! Well, maybe, depending on how you look at it - no! What am I saying? No! Sour Sweet, I think you need therapy. Anyway, we're going upstairs," Sunset said.

Twilight and Fluttershy giggled. They scurried into the kitchen.

Sunset walked Sour Sweet around the room.

"I thought you said we were going upstairs?" Sour Sweet said.

"We are," Sunset said, "but we needed to kill a little time first."

Sour Sweet heard creaking from the stairs and a door being shut.

"Now we can go," Sunset said. She dragged Sour Sweet by the leash up the stairs and they headed into Twilight's room.

Sunset opened the door and pushed Sour Sweet in first.

"Hey!" Sour Sweet shouted. "What's the big idea?" She noticed the light wasn't on and the blinds were covered with a dark curtain. "Why's it so dark in here?"

Sour Sweet blushed when she felt someone grab her shirt and vest from behind and pulled both off her head, exposing her bra. Someone else grabbed her and forced a pair of pills into her mouth, then held her chin until she swallowed.

"Get her bra," Twilight ordered from the darkness.

Sunset unhooked the bra in record time and took it off. Sour Sweet wondered what Sunset got up to that she was such an expert at bra removal.

Two bottle-like pumps were attached to Sour Sweet's nipples.

"What is this? What the hell?" Sour Sweet looked down. "Breast pumps?"

She felt a strip of nylon wrap around her cheeks. A red ball appeared in front of her face, and a purple finger emerged from the darkness and pushed it into her mouth.

"Mm? Mmh!" Sour Sweet protested.

"Since you've established you can't be trusted not to mouth off, we decided to fix that for you," Twilight said.

Sunset flicked the light switch on with a devious smirk.

If Sour Sweet could drop her jaw, she would, but it was impossible with the gag keeping her mouth shut.

Fluttershy was laying on Twilight's bed, wearing a sexy bunny costume, with a sequined, sparkling leotard, fishnets, bunny-themed slippers, and a pair of plastic rabbit ears on her head.

"Mm?" Sour Sweet grunted out in a question.

"This is a lost bunny,*" Twilight gestured to Fluttershy. Fluttershy waved, wiggling her fingers before blowing a kiss. "She's been separated from her mother before she was fully weaned, and now, if she doesn't get enough milk in time, she'll die! That's where you come in."

"Mmmh?" Sour Sweet raised an eyebrow.

"Those pills you took? Well, that I made you take?" Twilight said. "They should be kicking in right about ... now."

"Mm-hmm?!" Sour Sweet grunted, startled when milk began leaking out of her nipples into the pumps. She glared at Twilight with confusion.

"Come on, Sour Sweet," Fluttershy brushed one of her bunny ears, "don't you want to save the cute little bunny?"

Sour Sweet shook her head.

"Too bad," Sunset said, and she pushed Sour Sweet forward. "You're gonna do it anyway."

Sour Sweet groaned. Twilight grabbed her by the shoulders and forced onto her knees on the bed.

Fluttershy giggled. She took the pumps off Sour Sweet's boobs and gently set them aside on the pillow. She poked one of Sour Sweet's nipples, testing it for how much milk came out of it. When it leaked and produced an apparently satisfactory amount of milk, Fluttershy placed her lips on it and began to suck.

Sour Sweet rolled her eyes. She pushed Fluttershy off. Fluttershy narrowed her eyes. She grabbed onto Sour Sweet's boob hard.

"Don't you want to save the cute little bunny, Sour Sweet?" Fluttershy growled harshly, and Sour Sweet was, if only a moment, cowed. She nodded.

"Good." Fluttershy said. "Now let me drink your milk." She licked at Sour Sweet's nipple before latching on again and sucking.

"I want in," Twilight said. She flopped onto the bed and latched onto Sour Sweet's other nipple.

Sour Sweet groaned at first, but as they continued on, she began to enjoy it. The sensation of her warm, precious milk flowing out of her tits ... the sense (however artificial) that Twilight and Fluttershy were really, truly, utterly dependent on her and her milk just to live. It was empowering. It might not have melted her icy heart, but did it appeal to the part of that craved power and control over others.

Sour Sweet plopped her tits out of their mouths and pinched her nipples, spritzing milk on their faces.

"That's the spirit," Fluttershy said, giggling as the milk slid down her cheek, "now you're getting into it." They resumed suckling on Sour Sweet.

Sour Sweet wrapped her arms around them and pulled them closer. She moaned, taking a deep breath. She reached over and groped one of Fluttershy's tits and closed her eyes.

"Come on, girls," Sunset walked over to the bed. "You can't leave me out of all the fun." She stood behind Sour Sweet and wrapped her arms around Sour Sweet's waist, startling Sour Sweet. Sunset reached her hands up and felt around the underside of Sour Sweet's tits, squeezing them and rolling them up and down. Every so often, Sunset would reach further up and pinch Sour Sweet's nipple, making them spray milk into Twilight and Fluttershy's mouths.

"Mm," Fluttershy drew away. She wiped off the milk trailing down her chin with her arm. "I feel better already. I think I might live!" She chuckled and resumed suckling.

Sour Sweet moaned, letting herself melt into the sensation. This felt nice. She didn't think it would, but it did. It also felt nice to keep her mouth shut for once. For the first time in she couldn't remember how long, she wasn't upsetting everyone she talked to with some sarcastic or distrusting remark.

I could stand to be like this more often, Sour Sweet thought. Hmm? She flinched when she felt her cunt twitch and wink.

Sunset apparently had a sense for when a girl was close, as she stopped attending Sour Sweet's tits and made her way down into Sour Sweet's skirt, getting access to her vagina and sticking her fingers inside Sour Sweet's hole.

Oh yeah, Sour Sweet thought, there is no way she hasn't had sex with girls before.

Sour Sweet gasped, taking a sharp breath as Sunset fingerblasted her. Sunset seemed to know just where to touch for the best effect. She was so gentle, yet firm.

Sunset parted Sour Sweet's walls and put just the tip of two fingers in from either side. She rubbed Sour Sweet's snatch up and down, pumping her fingers just a little bit.

Sour Sweet jerked. Her vagina twitched. She could feel it coming on. She just needed a little more.

She grabbed Twilight and Fluttershy's hands and guided them up to her boobs. Getting the message, Twilight and Fluttershy played with her tits, jiggling them and sucking hard, occasionally licking her nipples with their tongues.

Sour Sweet thrusted her hips, feeling the sensations in her cunt.

"Mmm!" Sour Sweet's eyes rolled into the back of her head as her climax finally happened. Cum poured out of her cunt and got all over Sunset's fingers. Milk flowed freely and easily out of her nipples, spritzing Twilight and Fluttershy's cheeks again.

Sunset slowly took her fingers out from Sour Sweet's skirt. She looked at her fingers and without hesitating, like a vampire drinking blood from an exposed neck of a hobo nobody would miss, Sunset stuck her fingers into her mouth and sucked the cum off.

"Mmm," Sunset moaned, making slurping noises as she cleaned her fingers up. She took her fingers out and gasped for air. "Not bad," she smacked her lips.

"Good for you, Sour Sweet!" Fluttershy cheered, her breasts bouncing slightly as she did. "Do you see the value in what it's like to care for animals, now?"

Sour Sweet nodded.

"Are you ready to take your gag off now, Sour Sweet?"

Sour Sweet shook her head. They had such a good thing going. She didn't want to ruin it if she couldn't keep herself from being rude. Maybe Sunset was right and she did need therapy.

"If you say so," Sunset said. She examined her fingers, now coated with saliva instead of cum.

Fluttershy and Twilight began moving off the bed, but Sour Sweet reached out and grabbed their boobs.

Fluttershy and Twilight looked to each other.

"I could go another round, sure," Twilight said. They pounced on Sour Sweet, adjusting themselves and letting Sour Sweet lay down on the bed while they got on her top of her and resumed sucking her tits.

"I'll leave you to it," Sunset said, and left to go wash her hands.

Author's Note

I really liked the commission's reasoning behind making Sour Sweet lactate - an abrasive, caustic presence made to engage in what's an intimate, nurturing act. Poetic, no?