Fluttershy's Liquid Love

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The bell rang, lasting for several seconds as it signaled the end of the fourth and final block of the school day. Most of the students were rushing out of the building in excitement for the incoming weekend, but a certain sapphire-skinned girl was excited for a different reason.

Trixie walked though the halls, nearly bouncing with glee as she passed by the other students, grinning vaingloriously as she was wont to to do.

“The look on her face!” She thought to herself, cavalier as can be. “Priceless. Trixie wished she had photographed that!”

She was recalling how she ended up pantsing Rainbow Dash in the middle of class, and pretty much entirely gotten away with it given the other students’ affinity for porn. Sure, she would have to deal with a furious Rainbow Dash later, but seeing her so utterly embarrassed was entirely worth it.

The other students had cleared from the halls while Trixie continued to internally gloat, leaving them silent but for her own actions. She was broke from her stupor, however, when she heard something that certainly not come from her. It came from the locker room she was passing by, but she was unable to tell what it was.

She moved closer to the door to the locker room and pressed her ear against it, listening for something on the other side, and eventually heard it. A moan. Not really a lewd moan, moreso just a pleasant one, but it was definitely a moan. The voice that made it was distinctly feminine, which made sense as this was the female locker room, but it seemed a touch higher pitched than normal. She wasn’t able to tell who it was though, which only emboldened her curiosity to find out what was happening in there.

Trixie slowly opened the door and crept inside, then tip-toed up to the corner of the lockers in the room proper. She very well knew that it was probably just one of the shyer students taking a shower, but she still resolved herself to check. The moan came again, this one being legitimately discernable as high-pitched and perhaps a touch lewd. Her interest was now entirely piqued, so she slowly peeked her head around the corner to find something she certainly did not expect: Twilight Sparkle grabbing hold of Fluttershy’s breasts with her hands and pressing her face into one of them.

The ceruluan-skinned girl gasped at the display, not really out of how intimate it was, but moreso out of the fact that Fluttershy was involved. The fact that such a timid and reserved girl was involved in something so sensual seemed impossible, yet here she was, letting another person suck on her completely exposed boobs and... hm. That was it. They were not doing anything more than that, even though Trixie had been there for more than thirty seconds. The lilac and primrose girls seemed entirely content in their current situation.

But then she noticed something odd about Twilight; her belly was slightly bulging. She didn’t think the bookish girl ate enough to give her any sort of pudge, so she wondered why it was there. She realized she didn’t have that belly yesterday, so she assumed it had something to do with the position the girl was in with her friend currently, but couldn’t think of anything. After all, the only thing that would ever come from breasts is milk...

Milk.

She gasped at the revelation, this time loud enough to alert the other girls to her presence and making the yellow one shriek as she tried to cover her huge breasts, but really only succeeded is pressing her friend harder into them.

“T-Trixie!” Fluttershy shouted, blushing heavily from the unexpected visitor while her friend continued to nurse from her mammaries, seemingly unphased by the intruder.

Trixie, though, didn’t respond as she fully revealed herself, still staring at the sight. She shivered lightly from arousal while some of her juices began to flow from below her skirt down the inside of her legs.

“T-Trixie?” The pink-haired girl repeated, now confused as to the other girl’s behaviour.

The cerulean-skinned girl blinked twice before looking Fluttershy in the face. “I-is that milk?” She asked quietly while pointing at the nursing girl’s belly.

“O-oh, umm...” The shy girl hesitated, somewhat confused by the question. “Y-yes...”

A few awkward seconds passed before Trixie asked heistantly, “Can... can Trixie have some?”

There was then a pregnant pause as the girls stared at each other, rather embarrassed with the question, before Twilight popped the nipple she was sucking out of her mouth and snapped out of her milk-induced reverie.

“Oof, my belly is so big now, Fluttershy,” She commented while rubbing her pudge and looked up to her friend, who remained looking away from her. “Fluttershy?” She said, then traced her line of sight to see Trixie standing there, only glancing towards her before resuming her staring at the other girl.

The sapphire-coloured girl took a step forward, paused a moment for any objections, but continued moving as none came. She eventually reached the space beside Twilight and in front of Fluttershy, then crouched down to put her head level with the busty girl’s chest. The other girls stared at her while she slowly leaned her head towards one of the massive breasts and opened her mouth, next putting her mouth around the nipple and starting to suckle on it.

Milk started coming almost instantly from the mammary, making its owner moan from the light pleasure and Trixie moan from its pleasant taste. The normally vainglorious girl then put her hands on the boob in front of her, taking hold of it and squeezing lightly to pressure more of its content into her mouth. She reveled in the taste of the milk, thankful for the gift in a manner devoid of her usual sordidness as she kept nursing.

She at one point took one of her hands off the breast and placed it on her belly to feel it slowly grow, now realizing why Twilight got such a pudge from this stuff; it was addictive as hell. The taste of the milk was lovely enough to always make her want more, but with how she was suckling on someone’s nipple to get it, it made it impossible to stop. The soft coos from the huge-breasted girl only urged her on further, making her take deeper, more forceful sucks as time went on to get more of that delicious, delicious milk into her belly.

The lack of air eventually got to her though, making her pop the nipple out of her mouth while it kept squirting, leaving it spray a bit across her mouth as she pulled away, crouching down slightly and panting heavily. She looked up to the other girls finding Twilight to be resting her head on her friend’s other boob like a pillow, and looked to be asleep, while Fluttershy was looking at her with a calm, gentle smile with a little concern from how hard she was panting now.

“Are you alright, Trixie?” The pink-haired girl asked quietly.

Trixie kept panting for a few more seconds, finally managing to respond, “I’m alright... it’s just...” She inhaled deeply, “That milk was really good.”

“O-oh!” Fluttershy squeaked, blushing and scratching the back of her head from the compliment. “T-thank you...” She said, then gasped quietly before smiling brightly as she held her arms out as if to ask for a hug. The other girl smiled softly in return and stood up, then moved into the hug one one side, careful to not press into Twilight’s sleeping head. The cerulean-skinned girl gasped as she was held tightly and lifted up, her distended belly placed on Fluttershy’s shoulder, who then started to pat her back.

“H-hey!” Trixie blurted while her cheeks flushed bright red, “Trixie is not a child!”

The patting didn’t stop though, and continued for several seconds while the cavalier girl squirmed until she felt something catch in her throat, then let out a loud belch. She blushed even heavier and kept silent after that, the other girl smiling contently while she forced a few more belches from the embarrassed girl’s throat before she finally pulled her back down and set her sideways on her lap.

“How was that?” Fluttershy asked, looking at the frost-haired girl with a kind smile on her face.

Trixie found herself hardly able to look at the other girl for several seconds before quietly responding, “Umm... T-Trixie thought that was nice...”

The normally shy girl’s smile brightened as she hugged the other student, gleefully exclaiming, “Thank you, Trixie!” The hug made the other girl more awkward and embarrassed, letting her get blindsided with Fluttershy’s next question; “Do you want to do that again later?”

Trixie sat in shock from the question for an indiscernible amount of time before quietly responding, “Yes, please.”