Fluttershy silently cursed under her breath, her hooves stopping just after she passed over the threshold of the barn, a hand bracing against the half open door. The girl breathed heavily, one arm cupped under the massive orbs barely contained by her shirt, while the other kept her from toppling forward. Pain coursed up her back, and worse still her wings ached from being used to just keep her upright for so long. Something she had grown used to as her breasts were so large that she needed her feathery appendages just to stay standing.

Which was understandable given the fact that her breasts were larger then even a healthy pair of watermelons, and had swelled so large that her comfortable pink sweatshirt now revealed her midriff. Other than that the girl’s proportions were normal, even a little average in places, though she did have more fat then she liked. The only other exceptional part about her were her long shapely legs which were mostly hidden by a long blue skirt.

Sweat matted Fluttershy’s forehead and ran down her face. “J-just a second,” She muttered.

Applejack stopped and turned around, eying her friend carefully as the pegasus struggled to regain her breath. The farmer’s attention instantly went to the other woman’s breasts which had two wet circles at the center of them. Circles which were growing larger with each passing second, threatening to soak her sweatshirt entirely if they didn't move quickly.

“Take yer time Fluttershy. I still have that extra shirt you brought over last time,” Applejack remarked with a soft smile.

Fluttershy’s shoulders slumped, and she breathed a sigh of relief. “Oh thank goodness. I did not want to walk across town all wet.”

Applejack smiled, and nodded. “I’ll get things set up in the meantime. You just go ahead and take a moment to breath.”

Fluttershy smiled back. “Thank you Applejack.”

The farm pony tipped her hat and was about to turn away when she caught sight of the other woman’s cutie mark. The three distinctive drops of milk could be seen poking out from the lip of Fluttershy’s skirt, signifying the woman’s almost unnatural ability to produce milk. Tearing her gaze away from her friend’s side, Applejack trotted over to the usual stall wherein she had stored the custom milking equipment.

The second after she stepped fully into the stall Applejack caught a glimpse of herself in the full length mirror she had stored near the back. The woman who looked back at her appeared to be the same as usual and she wore the work jeans and loose plaid shirt that she always did. Though not nearly as large as Fluttershy, her chest was only about average, which made sense as she was more athletic than the normal person and was quite well muscled.

The only thing Applejack had that could compete for the stares of passing men and women was her considerable backside, but Applejack didn't want to think about that right now. Pushing off that thought, the farm girl prepped the machine, hooked it up to the large glass container and placed the chair in the right spot. With everything ready, Applejack took a step back and waited for Fluttershy’s arrival, something that didn't take long.

Stepping gingerly into the stall, Fluttershy silently sat in the specially built seat, one that would appear to be backwards to the average viewer. This was due to the front of it being built with two holders designed to accommodate Fluttershy’s massive breasts thus taking the weight off the poor girl’s back. Wiggling into place, Fluttershy sighed contentedly, her wings folding against her side and being allowed to rest for the first time in over an hour.

Applejack leaned against a nearby post, knowing full well that it would take a few minutes for the large chested woman to muster the nerve to reveal herself in such an intimate manner. As she watched, Fluttershy looked down at herself, her hands gripping the edge of her shirt only to wince. A small sign of her displeasure was fairly normal, but the tears which built at the edge of her eyes were not and Applejack quickly stepped forward.

“What's wrong?” She asked.

“I-its nothing,” Fluttershy muttered.

“It ain't nothing,” Applejack declared firmly. “So ya might as well tell me.”

For a moment it seemed like Fluttershy was going to keep resisting, only for the girl to sigh and her shoulders to slump. “Someone said ‘Fluttershy can hardly fly’ when I was walking over here,” Fluttershy whispered, head hung low. “I don't know who it was, or how they knew about it but it reminded me of flight school all over again.”

Applejack’s blood immediately began to boil, and she immediately remembered the last time someone had uttered such an insult in her presence. It had been a while, but Applejack still recalled that event as clear as day, from the words that left Gilda’s mouth to the way it affected Fluttershy. Applejack also remembered that Gilda had followed up that particular barb by reminding everyone that Fluttershy couldn't even hover due to the sheer weight attached to her chest.

Applejack sighed, and kneeled down next to her friend, placing a hand on the other woman’s leg. “I know it sucks but you can't let those jerks get to you. It ain't like any of this is your fault anyway.”

Fluttershy sniffed, and put a hand over Applejack’s squeezing it tightly. “I know, but it just sounded so much like Pinkie Pie that I couldn't help but remember all those terrible jokes she always makes about me,” Fluttershy whispered.

Again, Applejack couldn't help but recall exactly what Fluttershy was talking about, the image of Pinkie Pie popping unbidden into her mind.

“What do you call the space between Fluttershy’s tits?” Pinkie Pie had asked, already grinning.

“I don't know, what?” Replied Twilight Sparkle.

“Silicon Valley!” Pinkie Pie yelled, arms raised triumphantly.

Applejack’s frown deepened as she remembered the round of hearty laughter that came from just about all of their friends. Fluttershy, Applejack and Rainbow Dash had remained silent, but even still, Applejack could tell that her other winged friend was suppressing a giggle. The most enraging part of it all had been how Rarity had followed up the mean spirited joke by remarking offhandedly about Fluttershy’s apparent sexual promiscuity.

“I know they ain't the nicest when it comes to that kind of thing, but ya gotta remember that its mostly coming from a place of jealousy,” Applejack whispered, giving Fluttershy’s leg a gentle squeeze. “I know that both Rarity and Twilight feel that way. Why it wasn't so long ago that Twilight had tried to borrow some of your size with that fancy spell of hers.”

Fluttershy sighed. “I know, and despite it being for a selfish reason it was nice of her to try. Even if she was convinced that I had somehow used magic to make myself bigger than everyone else.”

“She really said that?” Applejack asked.

The winged woman nodded slowly. “Oh why does my special talent have to be making milk? If only it was something else then I could get rid of them with magic or surgery. As it stands right now nothing helps except getting milked like a...”

Applejack turned her hand and interlocked her fingers with Fluttershy’s. “You are not a cow, or an animal. You are a person that deserves to be treated with respect and dignity. At least you have Rainbow Dash and I on your side.”

Fluttershy smiled faintly. “Rainbow means well but I see the way she looks at me sometimes.”

The farmer winced when she remembered a drunk Rainbow Dash admitting that she thinks Fluttershy would be happier simply falling asleep on her own massive tits rather than having to deal with her own life. “I suppose that’s to be expected considering just how flat she is.” Applejack murmured half heartedly.

“I guess,” Fluttershy whispered absently.

The pair sat in silence, Applejack’s thoughts consumed by the various slights her friends had leveled towards Fluttershy over the years. While Fluttershy herself stared off into space, silently grappling with her own fears, demons and strange unwelcome pleasure.

“Do you remember what it was like before you put in these holders?” Fluttershy asked suddenly.

Applejack blinked and nodded, remembering well how long the other girl’s tits had dangled before Applejack had changed that. “They nearly touched the ground, they were so swollen and big.”

Fluttershy sighed. “It's only gotten worse.”

Wincing, Applejack nervously unclasped her hand and took a step back. “I should probably get the machine ready for you then. We wouldn't want them to get any bigger now would we?”

A brief moment of hesitation passed over Fluttershy’s features before the pegasus nodded eagerly. “Right, of course. We wouldn't want a repeat of last week after all.”

Applejack pretended not to hear the slight tremor of temptation in the other girl’s words and instead busied herself warming up the large suction cups and giving Fluttershy the space she needed. Though it took a minute of building up to it, Fluttershy managed to discard her sweatshirt, and begin undoing the three heavy steel rings she used to keep her bra on. While this happened Applejack did her best to keep her gaze averted from the other girl’s form, but ultimately couldn't resist stealing a glance over her shoulder.

“Woah, that's a thick bra,” Applejack whispered to herself before hastily turning her head, trying to bury her thoughts quickly lest she be consumed by them.

Yet try as she might, Applejack couldn't help but lick her lips unconsciously, her entire body standing rock steady as she thought about Fluttershy’s body. From the impossibly perky breasts and pert, erect nipples, to the awkward nervousness that exuded from Fluttershy whenever she was visibly aroused. Every last thing about her only served to turn Applejack on even more, and it took a nervous cough to break Applejack from her reverie.

“Oh right,” She muttered.

Applejack gripped the pair of large cups and turned around, silently bracing herself for what she knew was coming. Even still, Applejack found herself struck by just how huge, and perfect the other girl’s breasts were. The small trickle of milk which dribbled from her breasts made Applejack feel a hunger begin to rise deep within her.

Even the pair of wooden holders Applejack had attached to the end of the chair made Fluttershy’s tits seem more enticing. It looked almost like they were being served up on a platter, ready for Applejack to dive in at a moment’s notice. It took a surprising amount of willpower, but Applejack eventually managed to tear her gaze from the other girl’s chest once more.

“H-here,” Applejack whispered, hands extended.

“T-thanks,” Fluttershy whispered back, awkwardly taking the cups from Applejack and placing them over her nipples.

Turning around, Applejack flicked on the machine, setting the dial to a relatively low speed, knowing full well that Fluttershy couldn't handle anything more powerful. Not without almost orgasming in the chair which is what had happened the first time they had done this. For a moment Applejack considered bringing up that embarrassing incident only to quickly push down that urge. The last time she had brought up the ever growing damp spot Fluttershy left behind things hadn't gone well, and Applejack didn't want a repeat of that event.

She knew Fluttershy hated her breasts almost as much as she loved them, and bringing them up at all, nevermind while she was being milked, was not a good idea. With little else to do, Applejack stood there awkwardly, doing her best to ignore the half stifled moans and small whines of pleasure that came from behind her. For a moment they grew louder, and Applejack silently wondered if her friend’s cries were getting more unashamed as time went on, as it sure sounded like it.

Eventually Applejack could take the silence no longer and she awkwardly turned back around, desperate to talk about anything at all lest her mind continue to wander into strange territory.

“Is the pressure okay?” Applejack asked weakly.

Fluttershy nodded. “Y-yes. It's f-f-fine.” She stuttered, hands pressed atop her breasts.

Applejack opened her mouth to speak only to find herself transfixed by the milk which flowed from her friend’s tits and into the machine. The sheer amount of white liquid was incredible, the stream constant and yet somehow Fluttershy’s breasts remained bigger then most pumpkins Applejack had seen before. It wasn't long until Applejack was once more forced to shift her gaze away from Fluttershy’s breasts and instead focus on the woman’s blushing face.

“It didn't get too bad during the day, did it?” Applejack asked weakly.

Fluttershy shook her head. “N-no. The milkings have really h-helped.”

“Oh well that's great! It's a good thing we’ve changed it to every day then.” Applejack remarked offhandedly, the woman only barely resisting the urge to stare at her friend’s chest yet again.

“Y-yeah,” Fluttershy bit her lip, silently stifling a moan. “At least now if a dragon comes into town I’ll be able to waddle away instead of weighing you girls down.”

“You didn't weigh us down, we just…” Applejack felt her retort die on her lips, the farm girl unable to properly refute what her friend had said in the face of her milk filled melons.

“I am heavy. I’m so heavy,” Fluttershy stated firmly. “Just like when I couldn't help with the wedding because the swelling got so bad I was stuck in a wheelchair. Or how I couldn't help Cloudsdale with the water because I can't fly and-”

Applejack stepped forward and placed a finger to the other woman’s lips, stopping her before she could get too worked up. “I know you haven't always been able to help us as much as you would like to be able to, but that doesn't make you any less of an element of harmony,” Applejack retorted pointedly.

Fluttershy’s shoulders slumped. “I know but sometimes it just feels like I’m too big to...”

Live? Applejack thought only to silently curse herself for even thinking such a dark thought.

“Fit in,” Fluttershy finished.

“All we can ever do is our best.” Applejack began, trying to smile “Besides, you’ve helped save the entire world several times Fluttershy. You’re already a hero a dozen times over as far as I am concerned.”

Back when you could walk for ten minutes without needing to take a rest. Applejack thought to herself.

“R-really?” Fluttershy asked nervously, the girl peeking up at her friend from between a crack in her hair which had fallen over her face.

Applejack smiled. “Would I lie to you?” The farm pony declared, ignoring the part of her which burned with shame at having done just that to her friend. In reality, Applejack knew very well that Fluttershy was simply too large, too heavy, and usually too horny to assist them in their adventures.

Fluttershy shook her head. “Oh Applejack. S-sometimes it feels like your my only true friend.”

This time it was Applejack’s turn to blush and she took an awkward step back, rubbing the back of her neck as she felt the shame of her guilt wash over her. “Aww shucks Fluttershy. Yer makin me blush,” Applejack muttered.

Fluttershy giggled. “Don't worry Applejack, it only makes you cuter.”

Applejack looked down only to realize that the flow of milk had all but stopped. “Oh right, gimme a second.”

That was what, about twenty minutes? Last month, it only took seventeen and the month before that was just fifteen minutes in the chair. She’s making more than ever. Applejack thought to herself, one eye glancing at the clock which hung over the door to the barn.

The farm girl spun around and hastily turned off the machine, only for a strange thought to suddenly enter her mind, interrupting her usual routine. For a moment Applejack thought of what it would be like if Fluttershy accepted her fate and all but became the cow she was seemingly destined to be. Applejack would be able to keep her here all day, making her grow larger and larger until Fluttershy no longer fit inside the barn.

How long would it take for her moans to turn into screams, could she keep growing forever, or did she have some limit? Applejack pondered to herself, imagining just how huge Fluttershy might grow over the course of another month or two.

Shaking her head, Applejack turned back around just as Fluttershy had begun to don her beige bra once more. The pegasus struggled with the peice of cloth not only due to its sheer size, but also because of how aroused just putting it on made her become. With the winged woman’s mammaries no longer distracting her, Applejack quickly put away the machine.

Once that was done she glanced over at the enormous and nearly full container of milk and made a note to use it as part of the fertilizer at the next opportunity. After all, it wasn't like there was much else she could do with it, especially considering Granny Smith’s dire warning on the subject.

“How do ya feel?” Applejack asked as Fluttershy donned her sweatshirt, the clothing covering the entirety of her torso once again.

“Better, ” Fluttershy replied, stumbling into a stand. “T-thank you.”

Applejack was there with a helping hand and soon the tall pegasus was upright once more, though Applejack noted that the other woman’s chest was barely any smaller. “There ya are,” Applejack muttered.

Fluttershy nodded, and was about to speak when her ears perked up and she turned to the door where Big Macintosh stood, a cup of coffee in one hand. “Oh Big Mac, what wonderful timing.” Fluttershy exclaimed.

Applejack nodded. “As usual your right on the money.”

The tall, muscular man strode confidently into the room, and extended his left hand. “Eeyup. Coffee?” He offered.

“Three creams, three sugars right?” Fluttershy asked.

Big Macintosh nodded.

The pegasus smiled and took the offered cup, sipping at it eagerly before placing it atop a post. “Thank you very much. This is just what I needed.”

“What, you’ll bring Fluttershy a drink but not your own sister?” Applejack teased.

Big Macintosh wasn't falling for it though and merely rolled his eyes.

“Thanks for putting the pot on. I’ll grab some in a minute here,” Applejack declared.

Big Macintosh nodded slowly and turned back toward the door, silently glad that neither woman had noticed the erection his work jeans barely contained. The light jacket he had thrown on had evidently helped in that regard, as the long peice of cloth partially covered his crotch. Even still, he genuinely worried that his cock may tear free of its cloth prison while he was in the buxom woman’s presence.

Fluttershy turned to watch the large man leave, only for her breasts to knock the coffee cup from atop its resting place after having taken only a single sip from it. The hot liquid splashed across the ground, wasting nearly the entire cup, yet Fluttershy didn't even notice as her entire body was wracked with a sudden and intense orgasm. Applejack for her part merely stood off to the side noting to herself that the large breasted woman was seemingly growing clumsier by the day.

“I’m the only one in the world who is this big,” Fluttershy whispered quietly to herself, “The only one.”

“I think I forgot to unplug the machine, I’ll be right back. After that I’ll walk you home,” Applejack announced.

“Oh y-you don't have to do that,” Exclaimed Fluttershy weakly. “I can at least still walk home by myself without help.”

Applejack merely waved off the other woman’s concern. “Nonsense, the old jeans are getting a little tight, and I gotta work some of it off if I’m going to have any hope of squeezing back into em tomorrow.”

Besides, I don't want you to fall over and not be able to get back up again because you swell up with milk so darn fast. Applejack thought to herself.

Fluttershy smiled hesitantly, watching as her friend disappeared into the stall, hands clasped tightly together.

It didn't take long for Applejack to unplug the machine, though something made her stop before turning back around again. She had caught a whiff of milk which leaked from one of the cups dangling over the side of the machine. Suddenly the hunger that had slowly been building within her came roaring back and Applejack couldn't help but lick her lips.

A thirst the likes of which she had never experienced before gripped her, and on impulse she grabbed the now empty coffee cup Fluttershy had set aside. In a swift movement she placed it beneath the emergency release valve, plugged the machine back in and was about to fill the cup before stopping herself. Something kept her from activating it, something that made her really think about what she had been about to do.

Then suddenly, Granny Smith’s warning came unbidden to her mind. That milk just ain't right. You had better use that stuff for fertilizer and fertilizer only ya hear me? She had said.

The older woman had been sterner then usual, and for a moment Applejack wondered if what she was doing was really a good idea. In the end the woman’s curiosity had grown too much over the past few months and she simply had to know what it tasted like. Flicking the reverse switch caused her cup to rapidly fill with milk, and Applejack hastily turned it off before it could overflow.

“Is everything okay?” Asked Fluttershy.

“It's fine, it's just uh, nothing,” Applejack shouted back, too focused on drinking more of the delicious milk to even think straight.

“Okay then.” Fluttershy murmured, taking a step back.

Applejack didn know why she was suddenly so obsessed with drinking Fluttershy’s milk but at the moment she didn't care to think about the why of it all. Obscured by the high walls of the stall, Applejack placed the cup to her lips and took a slow, tentative sip in secret. The warm liquid cascaded over her tongue, coating the inside of Applejack’s mouth before sliding down her throat.

Her next sip became a hasty gulp, with Applejack barely even tasting it before she filled her mouth with another mouthful of the stuff. Warmth immediately radiated from her throat, filling the woman with an unsettling feeling that was matched only by the odd taste it left behind. Though undeniably good there was also a strange secondary flavor, one that Applejack couldn't quite place at the moment.

All she knew was that it was the best thing she had ever drank in her entire life and it took every scrap of willpower she had not to fill her cup again and again. Stumbling back a step, Applejack awkwardly put the mug down before bracing one hand against the wall and the other against her stomach. To where the heat which had been radiating from her stomach had slowly shifted, spreading until it focused completely on her breasts.

Applejack’s shirt grew tight, her bra creaking as if struggling to contain her new growth, and yet that wasn't what concerned the woman. What really made Applejack begin to worry was the secondary heat which had begun to bloom from between her legs. Growing until it became a flame that burned hotter than even the incredibly wonderful sensations originating from her enormous tits.

A gasp made Applejack turn to where Fluttershy stared at her with wide eyes. “Applejack, your breasts!” She shouted in shock.

Applejack gaped silently as she looked down at her growing mammaries, noting the pressure that had already begun to build within them. “Oh wow, would you look at that.” She muttered dumbly, her hands softly gripping the enormous orbs.

The farm girl gasped a second later when she felt her friend's fingers grip her breasts as well, squeezing them gently and drawing a moan from Applejack’s lips. Her knees quaked, her legs began to feel weak and all at once Applejack felt an intense urge to orgasm right then and there. Her hands went to her breasts, and for a moment she tried to pull Fluttershy’s fingers off of her, only for her orgasm to arrive and leave her unable to do much of anything but shudder in ecstasy.

While this happened, Fluttershy simply looked on with wide eyes, unable to resist the urge to grope her friend's growing breasts. The feeling of the soft flesh beneath her tender digits made the winged woman’s pussy quiver and a bolt of pleasure surge through her. Fluttershy knew what she was doing was wrong and that she shouldn't be doing this yet she couldn't stop herself.

She just stood there, staring as Applejack orgasmed right in front of her, hands squeezing tight the other woman’s perfect tits.

Looking on through the thin crack in the door, Big Macintosh’s eyes went wide and his erection twitched needfully between his legs.

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