With Some Milk to Wash it Down
The sun blazed overhead, as Leech looked down at her ‘to-do’ list. One of her semi-routine chores was to go out and purchase ingredients for Tekky’s shop. The potion maker, being somewhat lazy, would often send her out on errands which, if she was honest with herself, she didn’t mind in the slightest. Traipsing around the shop was all well and good, and the sex with Tekky was amazing, but getting out was always a small adventure. It being a particularly warm fall day, and having accomplished her task of fetching the required goods for various elixirs and poultices, the black unicorn figured she could treat herself to a lunch. While she wasn’t that familiar with the neighboring town she’d ventured to, she detected the smell of something delectable on the air. As her amethyst eyes scanned the area, they locked on to a rather humble looking diner. Hell, if the food tasted even half as good as it smelled, she’d be in for a treat.
Walking up to the establishment, Leech saw herself inside. The sound of a bell affixed to the door caused a carnation colored mare behind the counter to look up at her. She was short, even shorter than herself, which was really saying something. Height and cute face aside, the mare was dressed in a simple blouse and skirt, with an apron draped over her torso. Beyond the normal attire and features, the mare’s most stunning aspect was, by no small margin, her chest. The girl must have have been sporting a bust in the E or even F range. Long story short, she was one hell of a stacked shortstack.
“Afternoon, Ma’am. Have a seat and I’ll be right with you!” the cheerful earth earth pony chirped, grabbing a menu as she rounded the counter. It wasn’t often that she got customers in the off hours between lunch and dinner. Still, she was pleased to see the newcomer. She couldn’t say she recognized the unicorn, an oddity for working in a smaller village. Adorned in a tube top and painfully short skirt, the woman’s svelte figure lie in stark contrast to her own. A shaggy mop of short, snow white hair sat atop the pony’s head, complimented by a similarly colored tail and marking over her face, which stood out sharply against her coal black coat.
Seating herself at the counter, Leech glanced around the place. It wasn’t all that big, maybe large enough to service a dozen or so folks at a time, but the chairs were comfortable and the eatery had an at home feel. Watching the little mare approach, she couldn’t help but feel a bit jealous of the woman’s ample assets. She’d never been that big in the chest, what with being a humble C, and she was always self conscious around stacked females. “So,” the unicorn began, fixated on the girl’s jiggling rack, “you had this place long?”
“Yup, been working here for a few years now. The name’s Strawberry, by the way,” the buoyant mare said, handing the unicorn a menu. “Don’t think I’ve seen you around before. You new in town?” she added, crossing her arms below her bosoms to alleviate a bit of the strain on her back. As she’d blossomed into adulthood, they’d ballooned out rather spectacularly; as proud of them as she was, they weren’t without certain drawbacks. It wasn’t uncommon for stallions, and even some mares, to gawk at her when she was out and about. Not to mention, finding bras that could handle the weight was a trial.
“Name’s Leech,” the unicorn replied, thrusting a hand in the proprietor’s direction, “just here in town to pick up a few things.” Shaking the mare’s hand, she glanced over the list of various dishes and appetizers. “What would you recommend? Seeing as how you run the joint, I figure you’d know what’s best,” she chuckled.
“Well, we have a really nice dandelion salad and our buckwheat burgers are really good. Oh, folks always compliment our strawberry milkshakes,” Strawberry sheepishly responded. She always got a bit flustered when customers asked her what was good, considering she didn’t want to come off as conceited.
Noticing a pair of dark spots over the mare’s mammaries, Leech grinned. “Oh, I’m sure they are,” she tittered, guessing just what made the creamy treats so desirable. Either this girl was really putting herself into the food, or some higher power had a sense of humor.
Realizing where her patron was looking, Strawberry’s hand flew up to her chest. Yet another infuriating aspect of having titanic teats was their propensity to spontaneously lactate. Sure, she milked herself daily, but these sort of things always seemed to happen at the most inopportune times. To make matters worse, if she neglected to drain her breasts of their creamy cargo, they’d gradually increase in size. “P...please excuse me,” she blurted, scampering off to the back. Really, how could she let someone see her like this, and a pony she’d never even met before no less!
“You, uh, alright back there?” Leech called out. She really hadn’t meant to upset the woman, so she actually felt a little bad about the comment. Yeah, she may have been a cheeky and promiscuous pony, but it’s not like she got off on embarrassing folks or anything. Getting up, she followed after the storekeeper. For all she knew, there might be something seriously wrong.
“I...I’m alright! Just g...give me a minute!” Strawberry shouted back, rushing to a small office near the backdoor. Seating herself, the mare pulled off her apron and began unbuttoning her blouse. Allowing her top to fall open, she reached behind herself to unclasp her bra, an arduous task in and of itself. Sadly, it had never been an easy job, and one which had gotten more and more difficult as she’d filled out.
Rounding the corner, Leech spied the young lady’s struggle. With her back turned, there’s no way she could have known about the feisty black mare’s approach; so, being the mischievous imp that she was, Leech decided to lend a hand. Setting her shoulder bag on a nearby table, she snuck up on the girl. “Here,” she murmured, undoing the offending supportive garment with her fingers. Like spring loaded beachballs, the woman’s breasts sprang free. The bra must’ve been constructed using some sort of cutting edge material because, sweet Celestia, those sweater puppies looked even larger swaying about.
“H...hey! You’re no s...supposed to be back here!” the girl bleated, doing her best to cover herself. As her hands grazed her prominent nipples, her fingers quickly grew moist, and a shiver went up her spine; they’d always been extremely sensitive, but were even more tender when she was leaking.
“Look, we’re both healthy young mares and it’s nothing I haven’t seen before!” Leech snickered, attempting to alleviate some of the girl’s stress. That being said, she couldn’t keep herself from eyeing the shopkeeper up. Just looking at the twin trails of milk, as they dribbled across her rosy fur, made her salivate. While she’d never tried dairy fresh from the tap, she sure as hell wouldn’t mind giving it a taste. “How about you let me help you out,” she purred, pushing the woman into her seat. Kneeling down, she crept forward, bringing her muzzle to the areola of one of the mare’s breasts.
“I...I don’t really Aaaah!” Strawberry squeaked, as Leech wrapped her lips around one udder-like tit. She would have protested more, but it simply felt too good. Here she was, a grown mare in the back of her own shop, having a customer drain her of breast milk. Biting her lip, she tried not to think about how scandalous the situation was. The flow of dairy from her free boob, neglected as it was, increased, as her body responded to the stimulation.
Squatted down before the woman, Leech suckled away. The flavor was sensational, rich and slightly sweet. As the warm liquid ran down her throat, she couldn’t help but be turned on. Seeing as how the two of them had a bit of privacy, and with her lust quickly mounting, she slid one hand up Strawberry’s dress. No sooner had her fingers caressed the plump imprint of the girl’s cameltoe, than the girl yelped in surprise. Looking up, her lips still firmly locked around the young lady’s teat, she eyes with the mare’s. After this creamy appetizer, she really wouldn’t mind digging into the treat between Strawberry’s thighs.
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Meanwhile
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Having come to check on Strawberry, her daughter, Elie was stunned to find the café empty. Even more troubling was the fact that the front door had been left unlocked, and the open sign still hanging up. With mounting concern, she trotted to the back, in the hopes of finding out exactly what was going on. To her disbelief, not only did she find Strawberry, but a familiar black unicorn lewdly accosting the chesty pink mare. Yes, she’d had a run in or two with Leech in the past, so she was well acquainted with the feisty black furred woman’s antics. From the looks of it, neither of the young ladies had any idea she was even there so, being the advantageous earth pony that she was, Elie decided to disrupt their little moment.
“And what the hell do you think you’re doing?!” an angry tone barked, causing both of the women to look over.
“M...Mom?!” Strawberry squawked, looking up at her mother. Elie had always been somewhat temperamental, and she sure didn’t look pleased to catch her daughter with a customer while ignoring the diner.
Grabbing the unicorn by the hair, Elie dragged the black furred mare upward. She wasn’t sure what was going on, but she sure as shit wasn’t happy to see some harlot groping her kid in the back of the restaurant. “Well, look who I just caught diddling my daughter!” she growled, bringing the smaller woman’s face to her own.
“Elie?! Wait, your daughter?!” Leech griped, squirming in place. The chances of her getting away were pretty slim. Elie was a fair bit taller than her and more powerfully built. The vermilion mare, an earth pony like her daughter, had a head full of long, blonde hair and angry emerald colored eyes. “Look, I can leave if you - H..hey!” her attempt to talk her way out of the situation fell flat, as she was bent over a nearby table. In short order, the older woman pulled up her skirt, revealing the twin obsidian globes of her tush, and delivered a brutal slap to her backside.
“I’ll teach you to take advantage of Strawberry!” Elie rumbled. Rearing her hand back, she started spanking the uppity unicorn. In the commotion, she didn’t even notice Strawberry bolt from the room; not that it really mattered. Grabbing hold of the dock of Leech’s tail, she delivered one smack after another. It wasn’t until the shorter woman’s protests began to die down that she realized her palm was moist. Be damned if this kinky bitch wasn’t getting off to the punishment. Snorting in frustration, she pulled the black mare back to a standing position. “You’re getting off to this, ain’t you? Man, you always were a kinky bitch,” she grumbled.
“Takes one to know one,” the unicorn shot back. Leech had been around the block a few times, and knew this woman was enjoying the sadistic act a bit too much. For starters, her nipples were rock hard, clearly showing through her shirt, and she wouldn’t be surprised if the mare was soaking wet. In her dealings with Elie, she’d discovered that the woman had a sadomasochistic streak a mile long; but that’s a story for another time. “Tell you what, how about I pay for my transgression,” she whispered, eying her satchel.
Lowering the mare, Elie cocked an eyebrow. There was no telling what Leech had in store and, seeing as how her daughter had already run off, she was curious to see what the smaller woman had meant. “I’m listening,” she breathed, crossing her arms and awaiting an explanation. She watched, as the unicorn dug around in her bag and produced a small phial of liquid.
Downing the potion, Leech waited for the elixir’s effects to kick in. Casually, she hooked her thumbs under her skirt and over the rim of her panties. “So, since you clearly don’t mind being a little rough with folks, let’s have a little wager,” she purred, pulling the garment down her legs. “If I cum first, you can tie me down and paddle my ass to your heart’s content. But if you cum first, you let me off scot-free. What do you say?” she cooed, standing back up and twirling the undergarment around one finger.
“And how are you gonna do…” the large red mare trailed off, as she watched a length of flesh emerge from the Leech’s groin. Sweet Celestia, it had to be as thick as her wrist and nearly as long as her forearm. In shock, she looked up to the unicorn’s face. She hadn’t intended to for things to take such a salacious turn, but she had her pride to account for. Be damned if she was going to lose to this two bit hussy. Pulling off her top, and casting it aside, she unbuttoned her skirt. “Alright, but you’d better pray you don’t pop before I do, unless you don’t mind sitting funny for a week,” Elie mumbled, easing herself onto the table.
“Don’t you worry,” Leech said, stepping forward and running the tip of her alchemically generated marecock over the larger woman’s neatly shaven snatch, “I won’t.” With that, she bucked her hips, plunging her member into Elie’s velvety confines. While she’d only wielded a dick on a handful of occasions, much preferring to be on the receiving end of a hard fucking, she’d gotten pretty good at rutting mares. After all, she knew just how to service a woman, considering she was one herself. Steadily, she began thrusting, slowly delving deeper and deeper with each passing moment. Wrapping her arm around on of her partner’s legs, to give herself a bit more leverage, she pulled the woman to herself.
“Oh Fuck,” Elie groaned, her bosoms swaying as her body rocked back and forth. She had to admit, she’d been caught off guard by just how well the unicorn wielded the tool. But the fight was far from over. Clenching herself around Leech’s length, she milked the meaty organ as it plumbed her depths.
“Mmmph,” Leech grunted, the additional pressure around her prick causing her to momentarily lose focus. Draping herself over Elie’s torso, she nibbled one of the woman’s nipples, while simultaneously twisting the other with her free hand. The crimson mare moaned slightly at the act, a gratifying sign that she may just succeed in the carnal confrontation.
Unbeknownst to either of the woman, Strawberry hadn’t fled far. After initially scurrying away in a flustered tissy, she’s quietly returned to see what had become of her mother and curious customer. To her utter disbelief, the two had ceased their squabbling and, for whatever reason, started rutting. Not only did Leech have Elie on the table, but she had also grown an impressive dong. A pang of guilty pleasure, mixed with a shade of envy, surged through her. Shamefully, she slipped a hand into her panties to delicately toy with her clit, while watching the two go at it.
Spying movement to her left, Leech looked over. There, at the doorway, Strawberry stood. She wasn’t sure if the pink mare was trying to conceal herself but, if she was, she wasn’t doing a very good job. “Hey, Toots, do me a solid and get something out of my bag,” she shouted, having released Elie’s teat from her mouth. She had something special in store for occasions like this. It might not work, but she couldn’t pass up the chance to try it out.
Strawberry went right to the desk, as she was called over. She was just too hot and bothered, not to mention confused at the unfolding scene, to argue. Timidly, she crept into the room and started rummaging around in the unicorn’s satchel. “What am I looking for again?” she asked, digging through the woman’s effects. Her tits, still bare, wobbled about in the open air.
“Little...nnngh...blue bottle,” Leech grunted, continuing to plow her member into Elie’s succulent gash. Living with Tekky, her friend and potion maker, she always kept a small arsenal of mystical medications handy. If this plan went off without a hitch, hoo boy, these two were in for one hell of a ride. Obediently, Strawberry located the small vial of elixir and handed it over. Gulping down the contents of the bottle, she smiled between the mother and daughter. “Alright now, you, sugar tits, get naked and crawl on top of your mom,” she chuckled, patting the elder mare’s abdomen.
“Where the fuck do you…” Elie’s exclamation died in her throat, as she looked down and realized that a second, vascular appendage, identical to the first, was slowly growing from Leech’s crotch. Her view, however, was quickly blocked, as her buck naked daughter mounted her. “Strawberry!” she blurted, now muzzle to muzzle with her offspring. Admittedly, she hadn’t noticed her daughter enter the room.
“I...I’m sorry mom!” Strawberry whimpered, her massive tits pressing against her mother’s own formidable, yet slightly smaller, mammaries. Laying atop her mother, their faces a hair’s breadth apart, Strawberry breathed hotly onto Elie’s lips. Even though she was extremely embarrassed, her body wouldn’t allow her to disobey the dually dicked unicorn. Her marehood, succulent and taut, was leaking with excitement and painfully sensitive to the touch. Why, she could even feel it spontaneously winking, as her legs instinctively parted. The sensation of Leech’s upper marecock gliding running between her lower lips caused the girl to shudder. “P…please,” she pitiably whined, looking over her shoulder at the darkly colored woman.
“With pleasure,” Leech breathed, penetrating the girl as she finished the statement. As the head of her second tool plunged into Strawberry, she gasped. The younger mare was far more snug than her mother, and nearly as juicy. Repositioning herself, she plunged her twin lengths into the mother and daughter respectively, causing each of the woman to mewl and moan whorishly. Wielding two dicks was hard to describe; they were both equally sensitive and, as such, she was having a hard time maintaining control of herself. As she quickly discovered, possessing a pair marecocks meant twice the pleasure. Shuffling forward, she began pounding into the two mares in tandem.
Cheek to cheek with Strawberry, Elie’s ears were willed with her daughter’s squeals of delight. Any discomfort she may have felt from having her nude, ravished body pressed against her offspring’s was washed away by sins of the flesh. Shamelessly, she dug her hands between her and Strawberry’s bosoms, questing for their perky nipples. As her fingers brushed against the firm buds of flesh, she cruelly twisted and pinched them between her digits. After all, Strawberry had neglected her duties in the diner, so a bit of punishment was due.
Strawberry screamed unintelligibly, at the sinful onslaught. Her cunt ruthlessly pounded, and her teats tormented, the girl felt she may die of pleasure. Feeling the steady approach of an orgasmic release, her mind started to go blank. Her hips feebly bucked back to meet Leech’s strokes, desperate for the unicorn’s seed to fill her fertile womb.
“There’s a good girl,” Elie cooed, smirking up at Strawberry. Though she hadn’t known her daughter to be that promiscuous or sexually forward, it didn’t seem like the apple had fallen far from the tree. To her astonishment, Strawberry turned and locked lips with her, digging her tongue into her mouth. Caught woefully unprepared for the act, Elie reciprocated, deeply kissing her offspring, as they continued to be rutted.
“God damn, that’s hot,” Leech snorted, administering an open handed smack to Strawberry’s uncovered rump. Upon delivering the blow, the pink mare immediately came. Her cunt violently seized around the length of the unicorn’s upper prick; tightly gripping the meaty appendage, and milking it for all its worth. The additional pressure, coupled with the girl’s cries of ecstasy, pushed Leech over the edge. Grunting furiously, she hilted her twin shafts into the mother and daughter, the heads of their lengths pressing against the women’s wombs. She dearly wished she could have lasted longer, but even sluts as stalwart as she could only last so long with twice the amount of sensory input. Like dual fire hoses, her members bathed the mares’ interiors with thick, creamy spunk.
Having her daughter orgasming atop her, and Leech filling her cunt with a torrent of hot spunk, Elie reached her limit. Screaming into her daughter’s mouth, her snatch gushed fem-cum over the table, quickly coating the unicorn’s thighs and groin. Helplessly, she thrust her hips upward, her body pining for more of the rapturous bliss which overtook her. Elie knew she’d have to get Leech back for all this, but it could wait.
As Leech rode out her orgasm, her knees buckled. Toppling back onto her ass, she observed the two mares’ canals ooze and fitfully gush spunk from their confines. It was quite a sight, she had to admit, and one that she wouldn’t soon forget. After all, moments like these where why she carried a small array of various potions and elixirs. Unfortunately, she wasn’t able to appreciate the view for long, because Elie began to stir. Leech knew she’d likely be subjected to all manner of sexual torments if the older mare got a hold of her, so she had to act fast. Scrambling up on steady legs, she shakily grabbed her panties and satchel. Her dual dongs, having lost some sense of rigidity, slung jizz over the floor, as she darted towards the exit.
“Alright Elie, I’ll catch you later. Was nice meeting you, Strawberry,” Leech hooted, making her escape.
“N...next time I’m gonna be the one fucking that little black cunt of yours,” Elie wheezed, the weight of her daughter bearing down on her. Realizing she had little chance of catching the unicorn, she turned her attention to Strawberry. “Alright,” she grunted, easing the smaller mare to the side, “let’s go get you cleaned up.”
“Y...you knew her,” Strawberry croaked, her unfocused eyes straying towards the doorway.
“Yeah, yeah I do,” the older mare groaned, recalling her various run-ins with the impish black mare. “But come on,” she continued, helping her daughter up, “I’ll tell you all about that crazy bitch in the shower.”
