A new kind of milking

Her face continued to frown. “Is that some sort of joke? Because if it is I’m not laughing” she said in a rather irritated tone. “I…uhm… I’m sorry it’s just weird” I told her in a stammering voice.

She scrunched her nose in curiosity. “Why would it be weird? You’re the one who’s weird? What exactly are you anyway?” she asked. ‘Okay this went from weird to just plain fucked up. Someone must’ve spiked my Crown Royal’ I thought to myself.

“Uhh… I’m a human… but what exactly are you?” I asked, already sort of leaning towards talking horse. “I’m an earth pony, my name is Ms. Way, Milky Way if you prefer” she said as she extended her hoof.

I reached out my hand and shook her hoof. “John, John Kurtz” I replied then as she retracted her hoof and I looked at her more curiously. ‘Well congratulations John, your drunkenness has stranded us in some godforsaken place with talking ponies’ my conscious told me.

“Ehh shut up” I muttered. Milky Way gasped, “Excuse me?” she asked in shock. I looked to her then realized that she probably thought I was talking to her.

“Oh… no not you. I was talking to my conscious. Sorry, didn’t mean to make it sound like that” I apologized and she nodded.

“Well John, do you have any place to be right now?” she asked and I thought about it for a moment. I decided upon probably but not exactly sure.

“I think so. I was about to milk the cows when suddenly zap, and now I’m here in… where are we exactly?” I asked. She was taken back by the comment.

“Trottingham… are you feeling okay?” she asked curiously. I nodded, “Well minus the fact that I have no idea where I am exactly, no idea how I got here, and not a single clue of what exactly is going on… I’m actually doing quite well” I said in a somewhat casual voice.

“Well then… John would you be a gentlecolt err…” she trailed off. “Gentleman?” I asked and she shrugged. “Yes well… would you be so kind as to escort me during my run?” she asked and I raised an eyebrow.

“Well the streets are bad during the evening, I mean look” she said and pointed to the stallion who had tried to mug her.

“Wait, it’s evening right now?” I asked and she nodded. “Wow… okay” I muttered to myself. ‘Eeyup, definitely need to cut back on the alcohol in the mornings’ I thought to myself.

“Well?” she asked, breaking my train of thought. “Uhg… yeah-yeah… sure” I said and she smiled brightly.

“That’s very kind of you. It’ll be nice having some-pony… something around with assets like you” she commented. I raised an eyebrow as I walked up beside her.

“Assets?” I asked and she nodded. “Why yes, those muscles of yours are quite large and intimidating. Add that to your hulking height and body physique and no-pony would dare try to mug me” she told me.

Well that was new. Sure I had a nice frame to me but I wasn’t like Arnold Schwarzenegger or something. I decided to play along with this dream for a while longer.

“So uhh… what do you do?” I asked and she replied without even looking to me. “I’m a milk mare” she informed me. I nodded.

“So like a paperboy but… delivering milk” I said but she shook her head. “No-no, I not only deliver milk but I also produce it” she informed me. “Ah, a dairy farmer?” I asked but she shook her head again. That’s when I caught a glimpse of two large breasts dangling about by her belly.

“Oh” I said then looked away, giving her privacy for her ‘unusual’ breasts. “Yes, they are rather large and hard to miss. I’m surprised it took you this long to see them. This doesn’t change anything between us right?” she asked and I shook my head.

“Whew, for a minute there I was thinking you’d abandon ship” she chuckled but I didn’t reply and simply let out a small laugh.

As we continued on I noticed that she had begun to huff from the weight of her milk crates she carried on her back and in her saddle bags. “Ma’am, allow me to help you out” I offered but she shot me a cold glare.

“Just because they’re in plain view doesn’t mean they’re for touching” she scowled. I was taken back by the sudden outburst. “But those bottles look so heavy… I could carry them if you want” I offered again and she gasped in shock.

“Ohh… you mean… carry the bottles?” she asked and I nodded. She let out a depressed sigh. “I apologize for my sudden outburst… I wasn’t thinking straight” she told me.

I walked over and relieved her of the heavy crates and saddlebags. ‘Jeeze, these must weigh close to sixty pounds each, how was she able to carry those?’ I thought to myself as I examined her body, trying to figure out how the mare could be able to carry the weight.

“Something… wrong?” she asked but I shook my head. “If you don’t mind me asking… how exactly do you carry all this weight?” I asked and she sighed.

“It’s a mystery” she told me and I chuckled as we continued on. The rest of the afternoon was rather easy going. Sometimes I’d see her eyes wander their gaze to my lower body but just figured that she was looking at my long legs.

We had soon delivered the remainder of the milk and were now on our way back to wherever she was leading me.

The sun was beginning to haze as it got ready to set. It must’ve been autumn because the leaves on the trees were orange and red. Leaves littered the ground along the trail and I noticed that she was beginning to have trouble walking again, like something was weighing her down.

“So, I take it that it’s rather hard doing this every day?” I asked and she nodded as she continued to trot on. “Yes… rather difficult. Today wasn’t too difficult thought, thanks to you” she told me.

“Tell me John, I know you have to get back to wherever it is you live but… could you help me again tomorrow?” she asked and I shrugged. “I have this feeling that I won’t be going home anytime soon” I told her and she tilted her head to one side as she gave me a curious look.

“Why’s that?” she asked. I looked around to the forest that now surrounded us. “Because this isn’t the world I live in. And I have no idea on how to get back… or why I should go back. So yeah, I’ll help you again” I told her, thinking about what was really waiting for me back home.

“Thank you John. That should keep the pervs away” she told me. “Pervs?” I asked and she nodded as she continued to trot along.

“Yes, the perverts. They usually try to grope at my… well you know” she said as she blushed embarrassingly. “Oh… I see” I replied and she giggled. “Yes well they didn’t have anything to say today when they saw you walking with me. They were quieter than the grass” she laughed.

I could tell that something was still weighing her down heavily, making it hard for her to walk. “Is something wrong?” I asked but she shook her head. “Nope… this usually happens every day” she told me.

“What happens every day?” I asked and she gave me a dumb look. I raised an eyebrow. She nudged her head towards her rear and that’s when I realized that her breasts were leaking because they were full, enlarging her breasts more than they had been when I first glanced at them.

“Oh shit… you’re utters are full. That’s not good” I muttered. “Well that’s one way of putting it” she chuckled as she continued to trot along, leaving me behind somewhat.

“Hey are you coming or what?” she asked and the statement caught my attention. “Uhh… yeah” I replied and quickly zipped up beside her.

“You know, they say it’s bad to leave your utters’ full like that” I told her and she laughed. “Well I can’t really do much until I get home to the milkers” she replied. “Well… I used to work on a dairy farm so I know a thing or two about milking” I told her and she gave me a joking look.

That’s when I remembered that the ponies here were like humans in this world so they probably didn’t want people touching their breasts after only a few hours of knowing them. “Oh sorry. I didn’t mean to offend you. It’s just that I used to milk cows back on my farm so I thought maybe you’d like me to milk your utters’ for you” I said and she laughed.

“Okay, you can call them breasts. I won’t think you’re a perv. But don’t worry about me. I do this every day” she said as we continued on. I nodded and followed her, soon forgetting about the whole breast thing as we began to talk about one another’s homes.

After about a half an hour of walking through the trails Milky Way stopped. “Can we rest for a moment?” she asked and I nodded.

She leaned up against a tree and let out an exhausted exhale as she sat down on her flank. I could tell that she was pretty gassed from the weight of her breasts.

I sat against a tree a few feet away from her and watched the wind blow the tree branches. Every so often a leaf would break off the tree limb and flutter to the ground below.

“Beautiful isn’t it?” I asked and I got a sigh for a response. I smiled, “Yeah I hear yah. I don’t know what I’m gonna do. I got no home, no idea of where I am and no friends” I said and she looked over to me.

“What about me!? I’m your friend” she exclaimed and I nodded. “I meant human friends” I told her and she nodded as she realized what I had meant.

“Well you could always stay with me” she offered and I looked over to her with a raised eyebrow. “What!? It’s the least I can do. Besides it would keep away the random ponies that come bugging me to do ‘Erotic poses’” she told me and we both chuckled from the last part.

“Thank you” I said, thanking her for the kind gesture. “Yeah well don’t thank me until you climb the eight flights of stairs to my apartment room” she laughed. “Speaking of which, how far is you home?” I asked and she let out a deep sigh.

“A few more kilometers that way” she said, pointing to the direction of her home. I nodded, “Thanks, I guess I owe you one” I told her. She got up and slowly walked over to me, her breasts weighing her down somewhat.

“It’s quite a walk” she told me and I stood up, figuring she was mentioning that for us to start going. As I began to walk she grabbed my jacket and stopped me. I looked down to her and she was looking up to me, “I might need you to pay me back for that one you owe me. How good are you at milking?” she asked