Growing Carrots

by Ekhidna

Rating: mature
Tags: Profanity, Random, Anthro, Applejack, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Berry Punch, Alternate Universe, Other, Carrot Top, Porn, Fetish
Length: 3585

Carrot Top receives a gift from BerryPunch, with growing consequences!

Carrot Top is a proud farmer and a beautiful mare. However, any mare wishes for more or to be like a prettier mare at least in passing. Her dreams come true after receiving a strange gift from Berry Punch.

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This story contains: breast expansion, massive breasts, masturbation, heightened sensitivity, milking (of various kinds), hair growth, body modification. Enter at your own peril.

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Published 2021-11-24 03:50:01 UTC
Last updated 2021-11-24 03:50:01 UTC

Crowing Carrots

Growing Carrots

“This harvest season is going to be the best yet, I can feel it!” Carrot Top, Ponyville’s local carrot farmer, and distributor, said as she admired her fields covered in the green bushes of carrot tails. A cute blush tinted her cheeks as she kneeled to tug at the nearest stalk, finding it strong, steady, and unwilling to move an inch. “Awwww, are you comfortable down there surrounded by dirt and fertilizer? I bet you are! You have to grow big and juicy and strong so that you’ll be the most delicious carrot ever! You hear! All of you make mama so proud!” She shouted at her open field, feeling proud and happy. “Just a few days until harvest season begins~”

Patting the green stalk before standing up, the cute mare turned around and made her way inside her house. “Alright, I finished tending to my peeeeerfect carrots, now all I have to do are chores. Let’s see, first I need to clean the barn.”

And so, Carrot Top spent most of the morning and well past noon cleaning her house, tending to her chickens, washing her clothes, and making sure she had everything in order and that there was nothing missing in her pantry. Deciding to rest for a moment, she sat on her couch and picked a book she had been reading over the past few days. She was only five minutes into it when a knock at her door caught her attention.

“Mail delivery!” The familiar voice of Derpy echoed inside her house and Carrot Top smiled.

“Coming!” She said before approaching her door. Upon opening it, she found the accident-prone pegasus with a package in her hands. Just as she was about to take it, she found something odd about her friend. “Hey, Derpy, is it just me or is your uniform smaller?” She asked, pointing at the pegasus’ breasts. While Derpy always had a big pair on her, an outstanding F-cup, they were now bigger by at least a cup, maybe two.

Handing over the package, Derpy proceeded to cup her breasts, examining them. “Really? I don’t see the difference!” Flapping her wings, she turned around once she was airborne. “Have a great day!”

And with that, she was gone.

“Must’ve been my imagination,” Carrot Top said to herself before shrugging and walking back inside her home. She made her way to her couch and sat down, package in hand. She opened the envelope and found a small wooden box with an easy-to-remove lid. Opening the box, she found a small golden totem barely the size of her hand safely stored in the box. “Huh? What the hay is this?” Pulling the small totem out, she found a note sitting at the bottom of the box. Pulling it out, she read it.

“Hey there, Carrot! I’m still on vacation but I should be back to Ponyville right before the Harvest Season begins. Be sure to save me your best crops so that I can make some of that delicious carrot wine you like so much! Anyways, I hope you like your little souvenir, I know I did!

Love- Berry Punch.”

“That crazy alcoholic mare,” Carrot Top said whilst smiling fondly at the note. Setting it aside, she picked the totem again and began examining it. By all accounts, it was a fairly normal and unimpressive thing, but as she examined it closer, she began to notice a lot of little details. For one, the eyes of the totem were rubies and the totem seemed to be made out of actual gold, fairly common, but beautiful nevertheless.

Then came the shape of the totem itself. Or rather, the shape of the mare, an alicorn, it was carved on. Her hair was long and gave the impression of flowing movements despite not moving at all. It reached all the way down to the mare’s ankles and seemed to spool over the base of it. The mare was also naked, exposing her feminine beauty freely and proudly. She was shapely and buxom, with wide hips, strong thighs, and a charming smile.

But the most prominent feature was the pair of giant breasts the totem had attached to it. Just by proportions alone, she mused, they are as big or nearly as big as Rainbow Dash’s breasts. My word, I would need to use my entire arm to lift one of those monsters… wait a minute. “Long hair? Giant breasts? Buxom figure? This totem looks an awful lot like Rainbow Dash!”

And it was true. No one knew how it happened, but several months ago Rainbow Dash went home and the next morning she appeared around town completely changed. Her hair reached all the way to her feet and her breasts were so big that they were just an inch shy away from reaching her knees. “How she’s still able to fly is beyond me,” Carrot Top said in a whisper as a small jolt of jealousy struck her heart.

“Heh, I wonder… how would I look if-- No, stop it right there, Carrot,” the mare shook her head while her grip on the totem increased. “Yeah, Rainbow Dash looks like a true goddess… yes, she gets a lot of attention… and s-she looks so damn sexy and hot and AAArrrgghhh!” Setting the totem aside, she grabbed her head. “Stop thinking about how sexy she is and how much you want to look like her! It ain’t happening!”

Sighing, she returned to reading her book, hoping that it would help distract her wayward thoughts. It worked, for the most part, but she would occasionally glance at the totem before rudely turning her gaze back to her book.

The rest of her day passed without notice and soon nightfall made itself present. As she was ready to go into her room, she stopped by where she had left the totem, stared at it for several seconds, then brought it alongside her. Setting it on her nightstand, she fell asleep withing moments.

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-The Following Morning-

Carrot Top stirred in her sleep while the roosters sang in the distance. Opening her eyes without her usual drudgery but actually feeling quite full of energy, she sat at the edge of her bed and stretched until a few joints popped. Her attention was captured by the totem once and more and she sighed.

“Why would Berry send me this… thing? I think I might ‘accidentally’ misplace those carrots she wants, hmph,” crossing her arms in indignity she noticed something strange. “Odd,” pressing her arms tighter, she lifted an eyebrow. “Ugggh, I just had to wash my favorite pajamas with cold water, didn’t I? I hope they don’t shrink anymore!” Looking at her reflection in the mirror of her dressing table she noticed another oddity. “Hmmm, looks like I’ll be paying Snippet a visit soon,” she murmured as she passed her fingers through her slightly longer hair.

“Right, no time like the present!” She said before standing up and making her way to the bathroom. After a morning shower, Carrot Top put on her usual clothes, a red t-shirt and shorts for work plus a pair of sandals. “Huh? E-Even this shirt feels a bit too tight. Dang it, what are these clothes made out of these days!?” Grumbling but opting to undo an extra button to make up for the tightness, she went out to her fields and tended her precious carrots once more.

Two hours later she was done, right on time to begin her other chores. While it was slightly discomforting to work with her tight clothes, she had done it and found herself not at all tired. Heading into town to buy her groceries, she spotted the busty and beautiful Rainbow Dash coordinating a team of weather ponies while her long, gorgeous hair flew in the morning breeze.

The image of the cyan pegasus hovering without effort was burned into Carrot Top’s mind and for a moment she wished to be in the pegasus place. Shaking her head again, the carrot farmer hurriedly made her way to the market, lest she’d be assaulted by such thoughts again.

“Somethin’ on yer mind, partner?”

“Gah!” Carrot Top jumped in fright at the sudden address, but she quickly regained her composure and looked over at a giggling Applejack dressed in a similar fashion. Country girls had little options when it came to clothes capable of the work, after all. “Applejack! You scared the whistles out of me, I swear!”

“No harm done, right? What got yah so up in yer own head, Carrot?” The apple farmer asked as she leaned on the counter of her stall.

Carrot Top didn’t answer right away. She examined the beautiful mare (whilst trying hard not to blush) and found that similar to what she’d noticed with Derpy, her breasts seemed bigger. If the strain of her shirt was anything to go by. Also, her hair was slightly longer and practically shone against the rays of the sun. “Where’s Big Mac?”

“Working the fields. Soil needs fertilizer and them nutrients, ya know? He’s also doin’ them fancy mathematics for them taxes. And Apple Bloom is at school. Somepony needs to put up the stall, and so here Ah am! How about yah? Yer carrots growing juicy and crunchy?”

“You know it!” Carrot Top replied, beaming with pride. Shifting her posture a little to ease the increasing struggle her breasts were giving her, she continued. “I cultivate the best carrots in Equestria! I hope you’re hungry for some, because my babies are dying to spill out!”

“Dontcha mean sprout out?” Applejack corrected, giggling whilst also shifting her position a bit.

Carrot Top scratched the back of her head. “Yeah, sprout!” She said as the uncomfortable feeling of the shirt being too small to contain her breasts started to show on her chest. Giving Applejack’s juggers a quick glance, she noticed that they were not only bigger but were now rivaling those belonging to Derpy, which was impossible. Applejack was busty, sure, but not that busty!

And yet I’m seeing it--Nnnggghh! Why is my shirt shrinking!? The carrot farmer thought a second before one of her buttons simply snapped and was launched like an arrow, hitting Applejack’s forehead. A moment of silence followed between the two until Applejack broke it.

“Yah might want to check yer clothes, Carrot. They be looking quite tight~” Applejack said in a teasing tone.

“P-Please excuse me!” Carrot Top exclaimed as she tried to cover her breasts with her arms. She heard Applejack chuckling in a good-natured way before rushing back the way she came from. As she ran desperately to her house, she forgot all about buying her groceries or any other chore she had left waiting for her in light of protecting her rapidly expanding bosom.

It’s not my clothes that are shrinking, my breasts are getting bigger! Why!? What’s happening!? She thought somewhat frightened as her breathing started to become ragged, though not because she was running. She knocked over a few ponies along the way, dodged a few others here and there, and the stretch to her home felt like it was infinite, but eventually, she arrived at the doorstep; her arms barely able to contain her now incredible G-cup breasts.

Turning the knob of her door, she rushed in and nearly tripped over but managed to get a hold of a small decorative table, saving her from a nasty hit. Now able to catch her breath and in the privacy of her home, Carrot Top took notice of her hair spooling from each side of her neck. She always had long hair that nearly reached her shoulder, but what she was seeing now was not it.

Standing upright once more, she found that her hair now reached all the way to her belly button, at least. “W-What’s happening to me!? A-And --Nnnggghhh!-- w-why does it feel so good!?” She let out a throaty moan before taking shaky steps towards her room. Upon reaching the stairs leading to her room, her shirt couldn’t contain her growing tits anymore and all the buttons were flung in random directions.

She fell to a knee when she reached the second floor, the weight and volume of her massive -and still growing!- juggers messing up with her balance. Forcing herself to stand once more, she stumbled into her room and stood in front of her vanity mirror.

Carrot Top gasped when she saw her reflection. Her tits, now easily on par with the impressive size of Rarity’s, were swaying, expanding, and she could feel them churning something within them. But that wasn’t all that was growing. Her hips and ass were also growing, though not as much it was still noticeable. Her hair was also growing, she could feel each strand of hair rapidly expanding, reaching lower and lower and increasing in volume.

Tentatively, Carrot Top cupped her breasts. “Aaaahhh!” She yelped, surprised, and let go instantly. Her breathing was still semi-labored, and now she knew the reason. Without the fear, embarrassment, and surprise of the moment, she could feel unbelievable waves of pleasure rock her body extending from her massive tits. Looking up at her reflection once more, she found she was smiling and tears had formed in her eyes.

This was exactly what she wanted, what she had desired.

Temptation and curiosity took the better of her and she reached with her hands until she was able to touch her big, tender, erect nipples. She gasped as pleasure coursed through her… and then she pinched them at the same time.

“AAAAHHHHHHH!!!” She screamed in pure pleasure, her legs giving out and granting her just enough time to fall back to her bed, landing safely. Her breasts bounced freely, their weight now utterly meaningless as the pleasure of the movement pushed her closer to orgasm.

She laid there for what felt like an eternity, her breasts expanding and growing until, finally, the fiery hot sensation ended. It took her a few moments to catch her breath but when she did, she easily sat up despite the weight, volume, and size of her breasts. “Wow… I… I look beautiful,” she murmured with a smile plastered on her face. “My breasts… they’re so massive, I can feel something sloshing inside them! It… It feels so goooood!” She didn’t need to get up to know that her newfound set of milkers were comparable to the equally massive and awe-inspiring set carried by Twilight Sparkle herself. “Smaller than Rainbow Dash’s… but who cares? I’m gorgeous!”

The carrot farmer spent the next few minutes admiring her thigh-reaching breasts; each nipple now more than a mouthful for anyone willing to suck them. Not only that, but her hair was now radiant, luscious, and reached up to her ankles. The more she stared at her new body, the more excited she became.

“I wonder,” she muttered before using her hands to reach up to her nipples and give them a firm, tight squeeze. Now ready to take the blow, she stood her ground, if only barely. “Kyyyaaaaahhhh! S-So gooood!” She cried out, closing an eye involuntarily. She squeezed harder and also twisted her orange nubs, each little tug and action causing her to cry out in pleasure.

Her hands explored the surface of her breasts, groping, squeezing, and touching every inch she could reach, a part of her brain still not believing that what was happening what actually real, but it was. “Aahhhh! Gaaaahhh! Nnnngghh! M-More! MORE!” She cried out and she sunk her fingers against her soft-as-clouds flesh in search of more pleasure, more flesh to grope, more, more, more!

She had always been blessed with highly sensitive breasts, hence why she despised the use of bras, but what she was feeling now couldn’t even begin to compare. And it wasn’t just her nipples and areolas, no. Every inch of her breasts was highly sensitive and it gave her nothing but pleasure. No matter where she groped or squeezed, pinched or pulled, caressed or flickered, it was always pleasurable and it drove her wild.

The usually calm and collected farmer entered into a frenzy where she used her hands to grope her tits without stopping; her stamina allowing her to keep going without getting tired for who knows how long.

“AAAAHHHHHHH!” She screamed all of a sudden as a mind-blowing orgasm hit her; her pussy squirting her carrot juice like a fountain. But it wasn’t enough. How could it be enough after experiencing such wondrous joy? “SWEEEEET CELEEEESTIAAAAAA!” She screamed as a second orgasm made itself present in the midst of the first one, pushing her to ever-higher limits and somehow increasing the sensitivity of her already neuron-erasing juggers.

Carrot Top forgot to do her groceries that day and the rest of her chores. She had far more important things to take care of.

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-One Week Later, Ponyville Market Plaza-

“Milk! Milk! Get your fresh milk today! Freshly harvested! Almost as good as my carrots!” Carrot Top shouted from behind her stall packed to the brim with carrots and several dozen bottles filled with milk. She was wearing her usual attire, though it had to be adapted to her new body. Not that she minded all that much once she got used to the ripples of pleasure.

“I’ll take ten carrots and two bottles!”

“Give me five carrots and three bottles, please!”

“Five bottles!”

While it was hard to keep up with the demanding clients, Carrot Top wouldn’t change it for the world. Selling milk had been a last-minute idea that seemed to be working fine and business was booming. Not that she minded the extra attention she was getting.

One thing that she simply gave up on trying to adapt to was her hair. She had tried to cut it, but it would simply grow back within minutes. There was something magical about her hair since it never got tangled and was as soft as silk. She now had taken to use it as a bedsheet to cover herself at night.

“Apples! Rich and tasty apples! Come get yer apples and cider!”

Carrot Top finished tending to her last client for the moment to glance at Applejack, the mare that had put up her stall next to hers. The mare had also changed dramatically over the past few days. Her hair wasn’t tied like usual since it was now long enough to reach her ankles and had, apparently, also given up on fighting against it. Her breasts had also turned into a massive size, though only slightly smaller than her milkers, the apple farmer could now debate if her breasts could be comparable to that of Pinkie Pie and Twilight Sparkle’s tits.

She looks as happy as I am. Good for her, Carrot Top thought, smiling.

“A bundle of carrots and a bottle of milk, please!”

That voice! The carrot farmer turned her attention back to her stall and found none other than Berry Punch, now standing with hair that reached her ankles. Her breasts were also huge, though not as big as hers, they were at the very least around M-cup size. “Berry, you’re back!”

“Promised I would be back around when the harvest began, right? I take it that you like my gift?” She said as she accepted and paid for her requested items. Opening the bottle of milk, she gave it a sip, licked lips, and then gulped the rest in one go. “Bwaaaah! That hit the spot!”

Carrot Top blushed a little at her display but nodded. “Where in the world did you come across it?”

“Now that would be telling, right?” Berry Punch teased before leaning in and encouraging her friend to do the same. “Hey, Carrot, this is breast milk, isn’t it? Your breast milk, I take it.”

She should’ve felt embarrassed, but she wasn’t. If anything, she felt proud it was. “Yup! I started milking after my fourth day. It wasn’t much at first, but now I milk a few gallons every morning~”

“It is delicious,” Berry Punch praised. “To tell you the truth, my tits now produce wine. Top-tier quality, you should try it~”

Carrot Top nodded. “I’ll drop by your bar tonight, Berry. Here, take another bottle.”

“You’re a treasure, Carrot. Bye!” Berry Punch winked at her friend before turning around, walking away with a happy bounce on her step; her tits swaying and moving in tandem to her happy mood.

“Mah girls lactate cider,” Applejack suddenly said, surprising Carrot Top.

“Gaaaahhh!” Yelped the farmer. “Must you really do that every darn time?”

“Ah enjoy keepin’ yah on yer toes, partner,” Applejack replied. “So… breast milk?”

“Were you eavesdropping?”

“Can’t be eavesdropping when Ah have an ear than can hear the rattle of a vermin a mile away!”

Carrot Top sighed. “Yes, it’s my breast milk, but don’t tell any---wait, did you say that you’re making cider?”

“Not making, Carrot. Lactating~,” to put emphasis on her words, she cupped her breasts. “Mah girls make lots and lots of cider. Rainbow Dash, can’t get enough of it!”

“Oh!” Carrot Top gulped. “H-Hey… I’ve always wanted to try cider from the tap… do you think we can arrange something?”

“Of course, partner. As long as you let me have a taste of that tasty-looking milk of yours~,” the stetson hat-wearing mare replied.

Carrot Top nodded. “I’d love to!”

The End.

Author's Note

Special thanks to anyone that read this!