Rarity still couldn't hear the rest of the girls pleading with her, or Shining Armor chewing her out for falling to the Pipe Slime's squish so easily. All she wanted was to hold Rainbow Dash. She needed to feel Rainbow's flesh against hers. Rarity kissed Dash, groped her, rubbed her. Clawed her nails into Rainbow Dash's back, whatever she could think of to stimulate her. She was so full right now. So full. So full.

"Ray-Rainbow...Dash." Rarity moaned, shaking and jostling Rainbow Dash by the shoulder.

"Rarity...Rare-a-tee..." Rainbow moaned back, unable to think clearly. "Love you...want you...so badly."

"I knooow," Rarity whined sympathetically, "I want you badly too." Rarity quit lashing at Shining's group with her tendril, raising up into the air and stabbing it into the animated pool of goop she was suspended inside. As the two slimes connected, she felt a little electric travel up her arms into her nerves. The Pipe Slime, recognizing the tendril as being spawned from itself, loosened up slightly. It allowed Rarity a limited degree of control over the immediate area around her, allowing Rarity to swim forward and get closer to Rainbow Dash.

"My darling..." Rarity moaned between nipping at Rainbow Dash's neck, "my sweetheart... my slave."

"Mistress..." Rainbow whispered back breathlessly. "Mistress mine...ooogh."

"Ooouh..." Both of them groaned painfully. Rainbow Dash was too preoccupied with letting Rarity ravish her to notice, but the incredible, searing heat of Rarity's arousal made her slightly uncomfortable. It contrasted far too much against the temperature of the goo around her and of the breast milk inside her which were both much, much cooler.

Natural breast milk was generally warm, but if the effects of the slime can force their bodies to lactate, what's to say it can make them lactate their product cold?

"Come on, Rarity!" Twilight shouted. "You're better than this!"

"Is she?" Shining retorted. "I mean, how much of this is all her fault?"

"Not now, okay!? Rarity! Rarity, can you hear me!? Raise your hand if you can hear me!" Twilight raised her hand up in the air.

Rarity made no motion she heard Twilight at all, only interested in what parts of Rainbow Dash she could rub, bite, or lick.

"Oookay...that's not going to work." Twilight muttered, slightly deflated. She turned to her friends. "Still, though, there's got to be something we can do!" Twilight stomped her foot.

"Twiley, look out!"

Twilight whipped around and saw a tentacle reaching straight for her, seeing her as one of the interlopers attempting to keep Rarity's and Rainbow's lust from feeding The Pipe Slime. She managed to jump to the side and dodge the tentacle, only to trip and fall backwards into the side The Pipe Slime's body. Said body contracted and pulled her in.

"TWILEY!"

"Shining Armor!" Twilight reached her out her arm for Shining to grab her and pluck her out of the The Pipe Slime's body, but Shining Armor couldn't get close with all the tendrils swinging and lashing.

The Pipe Slime's wall of goo began squeezing and rubbing at her waist, feeling her, almost like it was saying "Hey, don't I know you? Have we met before?" Of course they had, on the occasion where Rarity had 'introduced' Twilight and Fluttershy to The Pipe Slime directly. To demonstrate what it had done to her.

"Twiley, can you get out!?" Shining shouted as he narrowly avoided another tendril attempting to cave his skull in.

"I'm not sure... I'll try- AAH!" The Pipe Slime, realizing it had indeed violated her before, reached a tendril to her and encircled it around her waist and lifted her up in the air, before extending and pushing her against the far side of the cavern wall. While the rest of the girls were distracted, gawking at the tendril's quick capture of Twilight, The Pipe Slime reached three more tendrils out and grabbed them all and pushing them right next to Twilight on the wall. It was like some perverse doll collection.

"Hey, Twilight!" Pinkie greeted, trying to remain upbeat. "How's it 'hanging'? Ha-HA!"

"Sugarcube, now is not tha' time." Applejack scolded her gently.

"Just trying to lighten the moooOOD!" Pinkie's sentence was thrown off-course by one of the thin red tendrils launching into her mouth, as well as Twilight's, Applejack's, and Fluttershy's. More of the purple tendrils wrapped around their chests and began pulling out the milk from all four of them. Pinkie's eyes widened, as even Rarity's best efforts to emulate The Pipe Slime didn't quite compare to the forceful way Its tendrils pumped and shoved milk from one of her friends' beside her, mixing their milk and mouths.

Having been here before, Fluttershy just relaxed and let herself be filled. Twilight's hopes of the nightmare ending were being quashed again. It was a new experience to Pinkie, but like everything in life, she just went with it. Meanwhile, Applejack started to cry, so brutally forced into drinking gushes of milk again.

"Come on, Twiley!" Shining shouted desperately. "You can fight it, can't you!?"

"Pi pho' phanna! Pfat's the foint!?" Twilight shouted through the mouthfuls of milk being squirted into her. It was understandable after being made to drink addictive milk - what, four, five, six times now? - that she would really start to doubt where the force-feeding sessions would stop anytime soon. It was so...cold...and...delicious...and...filliiiing...

Applejack's tears stopped, as the heavily drugged fluids were beginning to, in addition to drowning her tongue, also began to drown out her thoughts.

Ah told Rarity, Ah'll tell y'all, Ah don't want none of this milk-guuuu...guu...gloop, gloop, gloop all over again! Aaaahhh ha hah hah haha! Gloop!

"Can't you do something!?" Shining Armor snapped at his wife.

"I'm not sure..." Cadence answered uncertainly. "I could try my freezing spell, but it could hurt all of them."

Strangely, the red tendril in Fluttershy's mouth began to wiggle out of her mouth, hanging in the air just in front of her face.

"Can you..." Fluttershy squinted at her. "Hear what I'm thinking?"

The tendril actually responded, shaking up and down as if to say, "Sort of, but not exactly."

"Can you at least...fulfill some of my fantasies?" Fluttershy questioned of it meekly. "Ones I'd be to shy to do normally?"

"You're in a crowd of people!" Shinng Armor screamed.

"I know, but when is the next time I'm going to be high off breast milk enough to enact them?"

Shining Armor just blinked. "I...it...there are so many things with that sentence, I don't even know where to start."

Ignoring Shining's justified objections to the sexual activity, the red tendril in front of Fluttershy lowed down to her chest, much to Twilight's, Applejack's, and Pinkie's interest. Fluttershy's tendril seemed to be sensing Fluttershy's wants and desires and responding, as it sink into her cleavage, then...squirted the milk onto her.

"Oooh!" Fluttershy squealed, her eyes rolling upwards. "Yes, that's it..." For a few seconds, the tendril continued, filling her in a completely different way as the empty space between her breasts was ocupied by milk. "Hmm...oh, I know! I wonder if it could reverse-suck the milk back into our chests..."

"That would be gross." Twilight commented,the tendril dipping out of her mouth to let her speak, "Though I admit, I'm strangely interested in...testing it. You know. For science."

"Twiley!"

"Give me a break, will you!? I'm kinda of really heavily drugged here!"

Twilight's assigned tendril heard her discussion, and weaseled its way into her cleavage the same way Fluttershy's had done. Twilight grimaced at the intrusion. It was an odd feeling, as the tendril was holding back milk, building up pressure and throbbing inside it. It felt like someone had somehow managed to squeeze one of their breasts in between both of hers. It began to move and back forth, rubbing itself between her glands.

Twilight whined and whimpered, the throbbing of the tendril against her female parts feeling incredibly good before the tendril finally let off like a bomb, exploding milk all over her chest. Twilight understood why Fluttershy had wanted to do it when her senses went haywire, the fluids smacking into her chest with the force of a hose.

It felt wonderful.

Then Fluttershy's tendril withdraw from her chest and bobbed teasingly in the air before lowering down under her feet.

"What's it doing now?"

"I don't...OOH!"

The tendril wrapped around Fluttershy's leg, then shot up past her skirt and inserted itself directly inside her private parts. The tendrils feeding Pinkie and Applejack followed suit, squeezing past their clothing to gain access to their, ahem, crevices. Twilight's did the same. If having the tendrils pour milk into their mouths and down their chests felt good, it was nothing compared to what they were doing now.

The Pipe Slime reconnected the adjustable symbiosis between the four of them, making it so they all felt what the other three were feeling. The mental/physical disconnect was jarring, as physically, they all only had one tentacle inside them each. Yet the slime's magic was making it feel as though they all had the tentacles from the other three inside them as well. It was overwhelming, overpowering.

"Gloop." Applejack said mindlessly, having gone under and submitted, the sound of being fed more and more milk the only thing playing in her mind. "Gloop...gloop..."

The tendrils inside them began rubbing up and down, pulsating as they did, producing a chorus of lust.

"D'aaaah!" Twilight screamed.

"OOH!" Fluttershy squealed.

"Wheeee! I don't know what it's doing, but I really, really like it!" Pinkie flushed.

"Gloop!" Applejack exclaimed obliviously, jerking forward suddenly.

The tendrils continued to slide back and forth, throbbing, pulsating, building up pressure, until enough pressure built up that they...let go, pumping all that delicious breast milk directly into their private crevices – and all under their clothes, no less. The transaction of fluids was so smoothly executed by the tendrils they could violate them in the most private ways without ever having to take their skirts off, and there would be no mess.

To fill them up by pumping the milk into their...accesses was one thing, but making them all feel the same thing, feel what was happening to their friends made it stupefying. It was really hard not to totally submit right then and there when they being pumped full of milk into their crevices, but psychic mind games that them feel what the others were feeling made it feel like they were each being pumped enough to fill up four people. Except for Pinkie, the girls all got pulsating red hearts in their eyes like they'd been struck by a Want It Need It spell cast by a Princess.

"Fuller. . ." Fluttershy moaned, the hearts in her eyes beating erratically and slightly out of sync. "I want to be fuller. . ."

"Me too. . ." Twilight moaned.

The tendrils heard their pleas, and wasting no time in answering them, as they began pumping faster and faster, forcing more milk into their privates than should have been possible. The inner workings of their ladies' bits were being stretched to a limit, and with the symbiosis making them feel what the other three were feeling, it didn't take long at all for them to feel to fuller than they ever been in their lives- and when they hit that point, the tendrils kept going. The tentacles were seemingly as curious as they were as to how much milk they could hold. The Pipe Slime then maneuvered two more of its tendrils into Rainbow Dash and Rarity's entrances and began doing the same to them, filling in any emptiness they may have once held.

"Cadence!" Shining Armor screamed. "DO SOMETHING!"

Cadence worriedly raised her hands and prepared her freezing spell. After learning about the third party of The Pipe Slime, she didn't want to hurt Rarity or Twilight or their friends. But seeing just what The Pipe Slime could do to a woman, she decided that sometimes, sacrifices have to be made for the greater good.

The blue glow of her magic manifested around Cadence's hands, and she blasted the side of The Pipe Slime, causing a layer of ice to form around it. The violating goo made a curious gurgle at the formation of ice around it, then attempted to pick up Cadence in one of its tendrils. Shining Armor stepped in between her and the tendril, using the electrical, protective magic of his amulet to keep the tendril away.

"Keep your tentacles off my wife!"

Cadence moved out from behind Shining to get a better view of everywhere The Pipe Slime's tendrils were. Taking notes and making quick, decisive calculations, Cadence fired a spell at each tendril holding up Twilight and friends, freezing them right in the middle, which stopped the milk from flowing.

"What..." Twilight groaned, realizing she wasn't being pumped full anymore. "Hey! What do you think you're doing!? I want more!"

Shining Armor grimaced as Twilight and all three of her friends protested the disruption of their session.

"Just keep at it, honey." Cadence told him, charging up her freezing spell to a higher level of potency. With a blast from her hands, more of The Pipe Slime's nucleus froze.

The Pipe Slime, realizing what was happening, began to swing and twirl its spare tendrils, grasping at Cadence to make her stop, but Cadence just opened her wings and flew backwards, assuming Shining didn't use his amulet to intervene.

"All right...here we go..." Cadence muttered, charging her freezing spell again, this time to an even higher level. "You might want to take cover."

Shining Armor and his Guards heeded her advice and dropped to the ground. Cadence put her hands together and shot and enormous ray of blue light at The Pipe Slime which illuminated the entire cavern in a warm, hope-inspiring glow. It looked like the way a movie lit up the room dimly when the lights were turned off. Shining was awed at the sight. He didn't know his wife's magic was powerful to make that kind of light show.

The light flash and pulsed before slowly ebbing away. When it was done, the entirety of The Pipe Slime's body was frozen, every inch of it – which by extension, meant Twilight, Rarity, and the others were also trapped in the ice. They began shivering, the contrast between the heat of their arousal and The Pipe Slime's below sub-zero temperatures extremely painful to bear.

"Nhhhhh..." Twilight bit her lips.

Shining Armor tentatively raised his head up. "Is it-is it stopped?"

"I'm not sure..." Cadence answered. She spread her wings and flew up to it, landing carefully on top of it. "Hey! You-hoo! Mister Pipe Slime? Are you there?" Cadence began dancing teasingly to provoke it into attacking, but when all of its tendrils didn't shake and try to catch her, even though she was practically offering herself to it, she couldn't help but figure that she had gotten it.

That they had won.

"Get your Guards up here and have them dig everyone of the ice!" Cadence shouted.

The Guards' exchanged nervous looks. All those horrible things The Pipe Slime had been doing to Twilight and the gang, and now Cadence wanted to climb on top of it? They had reservations, to say the least.

"Did I stutter?" Cadence growled, tapping her foot impatiently.

"Do as she says." Shining Armor barked nonchalantly.

The Guards began standing up from the cover they had taken, and approached the massive ice sculpture. With some difficulty, since the ice, like the Slime it was made from, was perfectly round, they were able to stab their spears into the ice and began climbing. One group got to the top and began stabbing their spears around where Rarity and Rainbow Dash were frozen into it.

"Watch it..." Rarity warned, distrusting the Guards and not entirely out of her spell just yet. "Don't gouge us with one of those spears, you oafs."

One Guard stopped chipping at the ice to raise a comeback, but another put a hand on his shoulder and shook his head.

The second group to climb up began making their way crossbar the tendrils that been holding and violating Twilight and her companions. It was a bit more dangerous, as the frozen tendrils formed a bridge leading directly from the nucleus to the girls...but the tendrils had much less surface area than the nucleus, much less margin for error. They were able to make their way across but wrapping their arms and legs around the ice poles and worming their way up to the girls, where they used their spears to break the ice and life the damsels up into their arms. Eventually, everyone was recovered and laid down on the ground in front of the ice. On the ground, the Guards offered their some of their undershirts to wrap around and try to warm up them up.

"T-thank you..." Twilight and Fluttershy were able to stuttered as they pulled the shirts over themselves.

"M-much appreciated, darling..." Rarity choked out as well, propping herself up against a rock.

Shining Armor took a scan around to see how the situation had progressed. The Pipe Slime was frozen. The 'main' infected persons were lying at his feet, recovering from being buried in ice. Seemed to him like pretty good progress thus far, consider where they were when they started.

"So..." Shining drawled, turning from his sister to The Pipe Slime. "What are we gonna do about this thing?"

"That's a good question..." Cadence muttered. "I say we destroy it. There's no telling what could happen if we leave the way it is."

"I am with you one-hundred percent on that."

Cadence went behind Shining and scooped him into her arms, before airlifting him up and flying over the top of The Pipe Slime's frozen body. To Twilight, it looked like an angel was carrying out a deliver of deliverance.

Shining Armor raised his spear, magically-enhanced by the amulet he obtained, (Twilight made a note to ask him where he got that), and rammed the tip of the spear smack-dab in the center of The Pipe Slime's circumference. The amulet covered itself in blue light, which traveled down the spear's point and spread to the slime. The amulet caused an enormous electric discharge that caused The Pipe Slime's frozen body to shatter into a trillion fine shards. Most of which fell back down into the crater it had crawled out, sending it back into the darkness of the depths from whence it came.

It was over. The Pipe Slime was dead. There was little, if any, way to recover from being frozen and shattered in that manner.

In a flash second, Twilight's eyes widened. "Oh...oh my gosh, girls! Girls! I don't- I don't feel like I have to feed anyone!" Twilight shuddered. "Bbrruur...I'm still cold, though...and, still full, but I think... I think we're done with all this!"

Rainbow Dash blinked, raising her head like this was a dream too good to be true, which she might shatter if she moved too suddenly. "The nightmare's over?"

"Well..." Twilight shrugged. "There's still some...some milk in our chests that needs to be emptied...and being blasted, err...in our intimate areas with milk like that can't be healthy, but yeah! Yeah, I think we're done! Just some clean-up and then...yes, Rainbow Dash, the nightmare, is over."

Rainbow Dash tilted her head to the side, the thought that the nightmare was really over being an foreign and inane concept for her to grasp right now. After everything she had went through...drinking Rarity's milk for three weeks before Shining and the others intervened, helping coerce and corrupt the rest of their friends... it was over? It was really over? Just like that?

Rainbow Dash collapsed into Rarity's shoulder and started to cry. "Did you hear that, Rarity!? It's over! It's really over!"

"I suppose it is." Rarity murmured like she didn't care. She looked at Rainbow Dash, cupped Dash's cheek, then lifted her head up so their lips could meet, but Rainbow pulled away. Rainbow Dash had to fight the instinct to feel up Rarity's stomach to check how much milk was in it.

"Uh...that's...I don't think that's going to be necessary."

Rarity blinked she couldn't wrap her around the concept of rejection. "Whaat? But...but I'm full...I need to-"

Twilight reached over and put a hand on Rarity's shoulders. "No, you don't. Not anymore."

Rarity looked painfully to Twilight. "N-no more lactating? … No more lactating out my blood when I don't feed often enough? No more blackouts?"

"No more blackouts." Twilight repeated comfortingly, trailing her hands down Rarity's arms and taking her hands. "No more lactating, no blood, no more anything, you understand?"

"I...can't say I do." Rarity answered, taking her hands away from Twilight's. Rarity then looked up at the rest of their friends, at Pinkie, at Fluttershy, at Applejack...

"Oh, darlings!" Rarity screamed suddenly, and Twilight was close enough for the sudden raise in her voice to really hurt. She and Rainbow Dash both launched themselves at Twilight's and Pinkie's feet, respectively. They wrapped their arms around the respective pairs of legs pathetically whilst bursting into tears.

"Pinkie, I'm sorry about what I did to you in Rarity's shower!"

"Whatever did I do to you!? I'm so sorry! I-I wasn't in my right mind, I assure you! I..." Rarity fell back against a rock and started. "I love you all dearly, and I hope you can forgive me, but I..." Rarity pushed herself up.

"I understand if you never want to lay eyes upon me again." Rarity turned and presented her backside to Shining Armor, which earned a wolf-whistle from one of the more lecherous Guards, but he was ignored. She put her hands together at her back and presented them to Shining. "Arrest me, Captain."

"Finally." Shining murmured under his breath, moving forward and taking out some handcuffs, only for a hand to clasp his wrist. He was surprised to see it was Twilight stopping him.

"No." Twilight insisted. She placed a hand over her chest while raising her other hand in the air.

"I plead Rarity not guilty by reason of insanity."

Shining could only gawk. "Oh, come on."

"Listen," Twilight pleaded, turning to her friends. "The slime's messed with our heads." She circled her finger around her head. "It made us all think a little loopy. Drinking each others' milk sounded like a good idea, even though we knew it wasn't! Fluttershy, you had the effects of the slime on you! Remember? And so did you, Pinkie!"

Everyone rubbed their shoulders uncomfortably.

"Please." Twilight put her hands together in prayer. "Think about it."

After a few tense moments of blanket uncertainty, Fluttershy raised her hand up. "Not guilty by reason of insanity."

"Yeah!" Pinkie agreed. "Not guilty by, uh, whatever you said!"

Twilight smiled, overjoyed her friends could find it within themselves to forgive Rarity for all she had done under the Slime's corrupting influence. Rarity used her finger to wipe a tear from her eye.

Twilight noticed Applejack, taking a few steps backwards while crossing her arms.

"Applejack?"

"Ah..." Applejack lifted her hand in the air, at a loss for words.

"Applejack, please." Rarity begged, getting down on her hands and knees. "I can live knowing you can't forgive me, and I would be delighted to hear you do...but please, don't leave me in the dark."

Applejack pursed her lips before turning away.

"Ah reserve judgment."

Twilight looked down at Rarity and shrugged. "I'm sorry, Rarity."

"Better than nothing, I suppose." Rarity got up and started brushing the dirt and gravel off her knees and shoulders. "Eeuch...I will require a shower when we get home."

"Well," Cadence interjected, "all's well that ends well, right?" Shining could only grind his teeth together to answer her.

Then there was a gurgle which roiled through the cavern, and all the previously infected ladies all clutched at their stomachs.

"What!?" Shining stomped the ground. "I thought you were all cured!"

"We thought so, too!" Twilight shouted back at him. "Oooh...urgh." Twilight groaned, falling down to her knees. "I don't feel well..."

"I don't either..." Fluttershy mumbled, as a domino effect ensued where the rest of them all fell to their knees, except for Rarity and Rainbow, who were already on the ground.

"Someone..." Shining pointed a finger at his Guards. "Do...something!" The Guards all shrugged, as they didn't undergo training for such an ill-defined command.

The infected girls all lurched forward. Then they vomited out various colors of slime.

Huge, slug-like globs began pouring horrifically out of their mouths. A forest green for Twilight and Fluttershy, a banana-slug yellow for Applejack, and a dark magenta for, Pinkie, Rainbow Dash and Rarity. Cadence noticed how the slime slugs shoving their way out of Rainbow's mouth was much larger in comparison to the ones from the rest of them, and that Rarity's was even bigger than that.

When the disgusting goo globs were finished muscling their way from their throats, dropping to the ground like dead flies, Rarity began panting heavily. It figured that after expunging such a large amount of slime she might need to recapture her breath.

"Goodness, darling..." Rarity closed her eyes and moaned, hugging her chest, which despite The Pipe Slime's suckling, still had a significant amount of milk inside it. "Oooh...I want someone to nurse me..."

Rainbow Dash's first instinct was to raise her hand, before remembering she didn't have to do this anymore.

"I'd hate to break up the pity party, but what are those things doing!?" Cadence shouted, pointing at the collection of slime slugs slithering along the ground towards each other.

"They're..." Twilight tilted her head. "They're the host parasites. They've left us...we won't produce anymore at all!"

"That's great, but what are they doing now?" Shining growled.

Twilight looked at the slime slugs, and put her keen intellect to work to figure what they were trying to do. It proved unnecessary to do that, as the slugs answered by crawling on top of each other and merging, molding their gooey forms into one another to create one singular entity.

"Well, that doesn't bode well." Shining quipped.

"I'm on it-!" Cadence exclaimed, raising her fists as her spell lit up, but then she heard a funny noise which distracted her. Like gurgling far off in the distance, followed by the sounds of more people vomiting up slime.

"Oh my gosh!" Twilight realized. "The town! Rarity infected everyone in the town!"

"So..." Shining pointed to the door. "That means that everyone is throwing up more of these things?"

"Yes!"

"Well, what does that mean for us!?" Shining demanded.

His question was quickly answered, as the squelching sounds of a horde of slime became clear. Turning to the cavern entrance, he and everyone else were startled to see a humongous horde of variety-colored goo slugs hurriedly climbing into the cave. Every parasite they had been spawned from Rarity's sweeping infection, coming back to the cave having sensed The Pipe Slime's apparent death. Shining quickly moved up to the side of the cavern to get out of dodge, and everyone followed his brilliant example.

The slugs rushed forward to join their brethren, climbing on top of the single slime like insects preparing to mate- they looked about as pretty as much, the way they crawled on top of each, then fused into the collection of slime beneath, eventually merging into a form huge and rotund enough to pass for The Pipe Slime, forming its own massive tentacles to sell the illusion. Except whereas The Pipe Slime was mostly purple, this one was a variety of colors, all applied like patchwork stickers, it tendrils looking more like wiggly gummy worms than anything. It somehow generated a mesmerizing, sparkling shimmer over itself that made it seem as though it were covered in glitter.

"Great!" Shining swore. "Another one!?"

This new... Sparkslime, if it could be called that, began swinging the bulk of its tendrils around, dispensing with formalities and going straight to the point. It was much less interested than any unwelcome sexual intrusions and more concerned about smashing their skulls than its counterpart.

"You think maybe its trying to avenge its, er, brother's death, or something?" Fluttershy meekly suggested.

"That's a good theory, Fluttershy..." Twilight concluded. Her eyes widened as she saw a tentacle was coming straight for her. "Watch out!" She tackled Fluttershy out of the way, causing both of them to tumble down the rocks, thankfully evading the tendril in the process. When they landed with Fluttershy top of Twilight, with Fluttershy's chest just above Twilight's mouth, they both had to suppress their feelings with some nervous laughter.

The Sparkslime continued its assault and battery, attempting to seize one of them to coil its tentacle around.

"Twilight!" Cadence shouted, flying up over a swinging tendril over to Twilight's location. "Get up! I want to try something."

"What?" Twilight asked, shoving Fluttershy off and standing. She felt bad for pushing Fluttershy like that but they were in the middle of a situation; there wasn't time to be polite.

"I'm going to have Rarity help me freeze this new slime." Cadence whispered. "I could do it myself, but Rarity could use as it as a form of atonement."

"That's a good plan, but why are you telling me?"

"It'll help the illusion." Cadence whispered. "Can you do my freezing spell?"

"I think so. I've seen it enough times."

"Good. Come on!" Cadence grabbed Twilight's wrist and dragged her over to Rarity, who was laying on the ground. Looking at her, it was easy to tell she had lost the will to fight. She was obviously thinking having The Sparkslime kill her might have made suitable penance for her crimes.

"Rarity!" Cadence snapped, dragging Rarity back up to her feet. "I know you're feeling bad about yourself right now, but you need to get over it and help me destroy this slime!"

"What?" Rarity exclaimed. "But you handled the other one so well!"

"I know, but this one's a little tougher!" The little white lie flew from Cadence's mouth freely as a bird. "Come on. I need you and Twilight to cast my freezing spell on it."

"But I don't know how to cast it..."

Cadence grabbed Rarity's wrist and cast a different spell. The same light blue that always accompanied Cadence's magic flew from Cadence's palm to Rarity's wrist, and Rarity knew in a second how to cast the spell.

"Ready?"

"No." Rarity answered flatly.

"This is your chance to make up for everything you did!" Cadence encouraged her.

Rarity looked up, closed her eyes in acceptance, then nodded. "I'm ready."

"All right, all together now..." Cadence intersected herself between Rarity and Twilight, taking their arms on either side. "One..." Cadence raised their arms to aim at the Sparkslime, "Two...three!"

All three of their hands lit up with magic and shot out rays, which while initially the color corresponding to themselves, turned into a uniform light-blue matching the original color of Cadence's, which all hit the Sparkslime and froze all of it in half the time it took to freeze The Pipe Slime.

The Sparkslime groaned and gurgled as the ice formed over its body, more than a little upset its revenge was denied. It turned mute as the ice finished spreading, and it looked like just like The Pipe Slime did in its final moments.

Shining Armor didn't even wait for the command to run it up to it and smash his spear's amulet into the goo-turned-ice, shattering it just like The Pipe Slime.

"Are we done!?" Shining shouted over the shards of ice littering the ground. "Or do I need to shatter another of these damn things!?"

Twilight was aghast that Shining would swear where she could hear him, while Cadence had to chuckle.

"I'm sure that's the last of them." Cadence assured him. "Right, girls? Rarity? Do you feel anything? Any...gurgles, or, more slugs?"

Rarity wrapped her arms around her bosom, squeezing it slightly. "Just the leftover milk..."

"Okay!" Cadence clapped her hands together. "I think we're done!"

Rarity looked to Twilight again, rubbing her shoulders uncomfortably. "Are you...sure you forgive me, darling?"

Twilight nodded. "Mh-hmm." She walked over to Rarity with arms spread wide and pulled her into a hug. Rarity broke down crying and returned the hug. Twilight nuzzled her head into Rarity's shoulder, but frowned when Rarity start squishing their chests together, stimulating her senses as Rarity's chest dwarfed her own. Shining Armor raised his arm over his eyes and turned away from the scene.

"Rarity..." Twilight tapped Rarity on the shoulder. "You're...squishing my chest..."

"Hmm? Oh!" Rarity exclaimed and pulled away. "I'm sorry, darling...old habits die hard, you understand."

Shining Armor and Cadence then took Twilight, Rarity, and everyone else to the local hospital to, er, have their remaining breast milk pumped. Cadence was firmly of the stance that now the Pipe Slime's mental control had broken over them, no one would be drinking the drugged lacte anymore. Rarity seemed just a tab bit upset when Rainbow Dash very enthusiastically encouraged this position.

They eschewed the rest of the Guards, as getting an entire platoon in the hospital would take up far too much space, and with the Pipe Slime gone, there wasn't any need for them anymore. A group of eight, one of whom was a Princess and another of which was a Royal Captain, would have raised eyebrows going from one end of the town to the other. But the hospital excepted any and all comers with open arms. When the group arrived, the hospital was mercifully empty, save for a few people waiting on their partners to come out of routine surgeries like X-rays.

The hospital room was spacious enough, and had simple cream yellow décor with chairs brown like beans.

The clerk from the window was doing some paperwork when Shining Armor approached her. She looked up, noticed him, pushed the paper aside and focused her attention on him. "Hello, how can I help you?"

"Yeah, um..." Shining Armor looked over his shoulder, Twilight and her friends nervous behind him. "I have six women here with a little...problem."

The clerk raised an eyebrow. "I'm going to need more than that."

"It's, ah...well..." Shining beat at his chest. "It's sort of an, well..."

Cadence, seeing Shining Armor was going to get to the point any time soon, shoved him out of the way and gave it like it is to the clerk. "Our friends were infected by a magic sex slime that made them all lactate, so now their chests and privates are full of milk. We need to get them pumped and emptied."

The clerk blinked. She dropped her pen, reaching over to the adjacent phone. She dialed a number and lifted the phone to her ear and began speaking. "Yeah. I have a six-tet of mares with a problem, Code B-and-M White. They need some pump rooms prepared. Yeah? Thanks, doll." She hung up and put the phone down.

Cadence blinked. "I'm surprised you have a code for that."

"You gotta be prepared for everything. You have no idea the kind of things that come through those doors." The clerk answered. She pointed to the chairs. "Have a seat, and the doctors will come get you when the operating rooms are ready."

"Thank you." Cadence gestured for everyone to take their seats. They all sat down, fiddling nervously with their fingers, until several minutes later a group of doctors came by and asked for 'the ones with who need the pump". Cadence was correct to assume that meant their group.

Each doctor took one girl and guided them to the operating room, where a variety of beds were behind curtains, each with a funny device by their side. The device was somewhat like a desk lamp attached to a flat line monitor, but instead of a light bulb on the stalk, there was a vacuum device. The part meant for suctioning the milk out, no doubt.

Each girl was separated into each bed and gently put under the covers of it. Rarity looked at it rather worriedly, even though she knew her friends were just around the curtain.

"Will this hurt?"

"No." The doctor assured with a slight laugh. "I assure you...what was your name again, Rarity was it? It won't hurt a bit. This device is specifically designed for this kind of operation."

"Why do you have something like this anyway?"

The doctor shrugged. "Eeh, well...some mothers, they run into problems where they keep up the, ah, production even though their baby's quit nursing. So we made these to help empty them out."

The doctor put an air mask on Rarity's mouth. "Now, I know I said it wasn't going to hurt, but we're still going to use anesthesia, okay? It can be a little uncomfortable, and we can't have you grunting and squealing and trying to take it off."

Rarity nodded to show she understood.

"But when we're done," The anesthesia started working, and the doctor's voice started to distort, "your chest will be completely empty. Okay?"

Empty... Rarity repeated in her head. I wonder what that will be like...

Later, Rarity woke up from the anesthetic, as did everyone else. To everyone else, it was a relief to feel they weren't 'refueling' the second they were empty. For Rarity, it was an odd feeling, almost surreal. When Rainbow Dash would drink her empty, she'd start refilling the second Dash stopped, and ounce by ounce, the pressure in her chest would increase...

The doctors had the girls sign some paperwork, and they all six of them left home for the night. The last bits of emotional bandages that still needed to be applied could wait until tomorrow. They all had a long day, and the lure of just collapsing into their beds and sleeping the night away was too strong to ignore.

"Rainbow Dash?" Rarity questioned when she saw Rainbow Dash lifting her wings. "Where are you going?"

"Home?" Dash responded, equally confused as Rarity.

"But you can't leave me!" Rarity squealed, snapping her hands around Rainbow's wrist and lifting to her chest. "What if I need to medicate in the middle of the night!?"

Rainbow Dash stared blankly. "Um, we're not infected anymore? You shouldn't have to medicate anymore...and if there's more...more..."

Rarity raised her eyebrow, as Rainbow Dash seemed much more uncomfortable about saying than she had been before. She eventually figured out it must have been the result of the infection having passed; with the infection gone, the usual social taboos of certain words were setting back in again, after Rainbow had living with Rarity for weeks in debauchery.

"More breast milk, darling." Rarity growled. "That's the word."

"Yeah, that. If there's more in your chest, than you should probably go back to the doctors. You don't...you don't need me anymore, okay?"

Rainbow slipped her hand out, and flew up into the starry sky towards her house in the clouds (which was actually made of clouds), leaving Rarity alone on the grass.

"But..." Rarity stammered, watching Rainbow's shadow disappear into the stars. She anxiously bit her knuckles. "But..."

Rarity's arms fell to her sides, the chill of the cold night beginning to nip at the exposed parts of her body. In her sundress, that was a lot of parts.

"But..." Rarity stammered again, glancing upwards at Rainbow Dash's exit, even though Dash was long gone. Rarity shivered and cuddled herself to keep warm as she began the long walk towards her own home.

The next day, Sweetie Belle was released from the Crystal Empire, even though she never knew anything was wrong.

Rarity woke up early in the morning, and her body's first reaction was to stretch her arms and yawn loudly.

She didn't a good sleep last night. The guilt of her actions over the last few days was haunting her, using invisible arms to shove her in the back. All the while whispering to her that her friends would never forgive her.

But when she saw the bright, cheery sunlight filling up her room, she instantly felt better. She started thinking about something she could do to cheer herself up, and the first two words to form in her head were "Rainbow Dash".

"Rainbow Dash..." Rarity murmured, rolling over as she raised an arm to cup Rainbow Dash's cheek. She was more than a little confused when her hand didn't touch Rainbow's warm cheek, but the room-temp pillow next to her own.

"Rainbow Dash?" Rarity questioned the air, pushing herself up to observe the room. "Where did you go, my...oh...that's right."

Rarity rubbed her shoulders nervously as the events of last night resurfaced in her mind. Since Rarity had been cured last night and didn't need any more milk-drinking slaves to medicate, Rainbow Dash went to sleep at home.

Rarity bit her lip. She had been cured, emptied, drained dry. There was absolutely no point in keeping Rainbow Dash around anymore.

Then why did she feel so robbed that Rainbow Dash wasn't with her? Why did her stomach lurch forward when she realized Rainbow Dash wasn't in bed with her?

Where was Rainbow Dash? Where was her tool? Her Lacmancipium? Her...lover?

"Ummp..." Rarity began shifting her covers around to make her way out of bed, and her weight felt off. As she no longer had all that milk to account for, she felt less restricted in her movement. She used to have to watch her step to keep the milk from leaking out in an unfortunate place (say, in front of Sweetie Bell) but she didn't have to do that anymore.

"Hmm..."

Trying to dismiss how the awkward shift in her weight and how coldly empty she felt, Rarity made her way down the stairs where there were some boxes of food waiting for her. Sweetie Belle had learned her lesson about trying to cook, evidently, so she settled for putting boxes out for her big sis.

Rarity poured herself a small bowl of cereal and ate it quickly. She didn't feel like taking a long to eat this morning. She wanted to eat enough to say she had breakfast, then get out of the house and... well, she wasn't sure what she wanted to do after that, but something to take her mind off things would be ideal.

After eating her miniscule breakfast, Rarity left the house and came out just in time to heard the clatter of the mailbox as the mail carrier left. Rarity went to the mailbox and checked it to see what it was inside.

At first, there didn't seem to be anything too important. Bills, some notices that happened during her time on the run from the law (those she would to get straightened out at some point) and a pink envelope.

A pink envelop that, upon taking it out, Rarity saw it had the royal seal of a Canterlot letter, but in an iced-over blue.

Ice... Rarity thought, Ice like...crystals.

Realizing Cadence had sent her something, Rarity post-hastily worked on tearing the envelope open and finding the letter inside. It was a pink parchment with fetching blue trim. Written on was a message from Cadence.

Dear Rarity,

I know it will be difficult for you and your friends to readjust to your old life after what you've been through the last week.

I have arranged for all of you to attend one-on-one therapy sessions with Ponyville's local therapist. You have an appointment today for 12:00 AM to 1:00 PM, after which you will have to leave so Applejack can have her turn.

Love, Princess Cadence.

Rarity reread the letter three times to make sure she understood it, her blue eyes shifting left to right. She humped, folded the letter up and put it back in the envelope, then put the envelope back into the mailbox.

Then she turned away from the mailbox and made her way towards the the therapist's off in the middle of town.

It was a simple red brick building, not too flashy or attention-grabbing. If she didn't have her guilt weighing on her, Rarity might have thought up some ideas to improve the building.

She opened the door to the even blander reception desk, and was more than flushed when the manager of the receptionist recognized her and what she was here.

"Rarity, right?" The blonde said. "The one who slime-infected the town and made a harem of all her friends?"

Rarity bit her lip. "Er, yes..."

"Go right ahead." The receptionist gestured to the door leading into the therapist's office.

Rarity went through, pushing the door open.

The office was so dimly lit, Rarity could hardly make out any distinguishing feature of the room, beyond the fact it was square. There was a couch like her own drama couch, with sunlight peering on it from the blinds. Rarity could vaguely see the therapist – a slender woman with black hair tied in a bun.

She was sitting on a normal chair, jotting something down on her clipboard. She seemed to realize someone was in the room, as she hastily put her pen down and turned to Rarity.

At least, Rarity thought she was turning. It was hard to tell with the room being so dark.

"Miss Rarity." The therapist said. "Have a seat on the couch."

"All right..." Rarity reached out to feel the couch before sitting on it. She turned and laid down sideways, where the light from the blinds hit her on her chest, stomach, and nose.

"May I ask why the room is lit up like this?"

"Well, given your recent history..." The therapist said sharply, adjusting her glasses. "I thought maybe putting the spotlight on you might make you uncomfortable enough that you would admit something you might otherwise not."

"Doesn't that go against the rules of therapy?"

"Let's not forgot who's the expert here, Rarity. Now... what happened that led into this incident Cadence told me about?"

Rarity took in a deep breath and sighed. "Rainbow Dash and I went out for a relaxing walk in the Everfree Forest. We came across a cave, and near the cave were some vines that released an intoxicating aroma that literally put us in a trance..."

Rarity began relating the story to the therapist. How the plants had entranced them, lightly violated them, and then carried them into the cave, where The Pipe Slime heavily violated them. She told her all about the infection that made Rarity lactate, produce, and produce. Rarity explained how Rainbow Dash volunteered to deal with the slime's urges forcing Rarity to feed, as well as how they'd make love to each other while under the influence of the goo and milk.

"Uh-huh. Tell me something, Rarity..." The therapist said when Rarity concluded her story. "Now the slime is gone from you. How do you feel?"

Rarity looked up at the limited light coming from the gaps in the blinds. She nervously rubbed her fingers together.

"Worried. Is everyone going to forgive me?"

The therapist hmmed. "Well... do you regret doing that to your friends and everyone?"

"Yes..."

"Do you feel guilty about it?"

"Yes..."

"Do you wish you could undo it?"

"Yes! A thousand times, yes!"

The therapist smiled, not that Rarity could see. "Then I'm sure everyone will forgive you."

Rarity looked down, and though she didn't mean to, she got distracted by her buxom chest. Since it had lost all the milk she was being forced to carry, it shrunk a cup size or two. Despite the loss, she was still a stallion's dream, but something the sight just reinforced that feeling of emptiness she was struggling with.

Forgetting she was in the presence of company, Rarity raised a hand to her chest and rubbed it. Without all the milk sloshing around, her breasts felt odd.

"Is something wrong your chest, Miss Rarity?" The therapist asked as respectfully as someone who wasn't watching an attractive woman grope herself.

"Yes." Rarity admitted. "It feels..." Rarity took her hand off and turned her head away. "Empty. Hollow, you might say."

The therapist tilted her head. "Rarity, Cadence's report said that Rainbow Dash became addicted to drinking your milk. Is it possible..."

"Is is possible what?" Rarity snapped, frustrated with the therapist's delay in her speech.

"Is it maybe possible that you became addicted to the feeling of having Rainbow Dash drink it?"

Rarity blinked, her extended lashes whisking the air.

"Yes." Rarity muttered. "I suppose it is...when I had everyone else enslaved, I felt so- so powerful when I made Twilight and Applejack drink the milk through my tendrils..."

The therapist swished her lips from side to side on her cheeks. "Rarity, the report says you were living this lifestyle for three weeks. You'll need some time to adjust to not having to undress and be nursed every three hours."

"Hm-hmm." Rarity nodded.

"I have another appointment soon. Why don't you go out? Walk around town." The therapist laced her hands underneath her chin and leaned forward. "Talk to your friends."

Rarity trilled her tongue, looking to the window and the world outside. She thought about the reactions of her friends of her approaching them just the day after they were finally released from the thrall of her goo-milk. She imagined things having gone back to normal, her and her friends all lined up in a row, waiting to have her picture taken with her transgressions completely forgotten.

"I think I'll do that. Thank you." Rarity told the therapist, pushing herself up off the couch.

As she left the office, Rarity saw Applejack with her limbs stretched against the door to the reception area, Fluttershy's pink mane poking out behind her.

"Get...in there!" Fluttershy shouted, or at least as close to a shout as Fluttershy could get.

"No!" Applejack stubbornly insisted. "Ah'm not gonna git mah head dissected by a shrink!"

"You have to! Cadence's orders!"

Rarity put her hands together nervously, seeing they hadn't noticed her, and was quite anxious to hear what they would have to say if they did.

Applejack grunted, fighting Fluttershy's efforts to push her inside, until she noticed Rarity. "Rarity?" Applejack relaxed and went inside. Fluttershy didn't realize Applejack had stopped resisting, and as a result, fell over on her face as she tried to push something that wasn't there.

"Hello, Applejack." Rarity remarked sullenly. To Applejack, it sounded like she was trying to fight the urge to flirt. "I'll just be on my way." Rarity moved around Applejack, stepped over Fluttershy, and went outside.

Tuning out the sounds of Fluttershy getting up and forcing Applejack to the reception desk, Rarity went to the library and knocked.

The oak door swung open over the sound of Twilight's voice, asking for a potential customer.

"Welcome to the Ponyville Library, can I help you?" Twilight asked, not knowing it was Rarity on the other side. "Oh!"

"Hello..." Rarity murmured quietly.

Twilight smirked confidently, resting her shoulder on the door frame. "What up, Slimy?"

Rarity grimaced, making Twilight realize she had perhaps been a little insensitive.

"I'm sorry, was that too soon?"

"Yes!"

"Sorry...just trying to lighten the mood." Twilight rubbed the back of her neck. "Anyway, what do you need?"

"I wanted to talk."

"About?"

"Everything."

Twilight bit her lip, as unsure what to say as Rarity was. "Well, let's just get this out of the way." Twilight grabbed Rarity's shoulders. "I totally and unconditionally forgive you. When the slime you gave me got into Fluttershy, the urge in both of us got so strong, it was impossible to resist. And to think you and Rainbow Dash were struggling with that... I can't hold you responsible for your actions because you weren't in your right mind. Not guilty by reason of insanity, as I said. Okay?"

Rarity was almost ready to cry. To hear that Twilight not only forgave her, but forgave her unconditionally was almost too much. Twilight really, really did forgive her for everything; for tying her up at Fluttershy's, infecting her with the letter bomb, dragging her and Fluttershy to The Pipe Slime... Twilight forgave for all of it?

"T-thank you, darling." Rarity cried, nearly sobbing and just barely to keep in her tears. "I pray the others will see reason the same way you do."

"I hope so, too. Especially Applejack and Rainbow Dash..." Twilight looked to the sky, thinking of their aerobic friend.

"Rainbow Dash." Rarity muttered, thinking of her sweet servant. "Rainbow, Rainbow, Rainbow Dash..."

"Uh, Rarity? Are you okay?"

"What? Oh, I-I'm fine. Never better. Excuse me, I need to see the others!" Rarity hurriedly turned and ran from the library.

Twilight, watching her, could only take in a deep breath and sigh as she hoped everything would turn out all right for her.

Rarity held her hands together as she walked briskly away from the library. Luck seemed to have smiled on her that exact moment, as she bumped heads with Fluttershy not long after.

"Oh! Fluttershy! Forgive me, darling, I didn't see you there..."

"It's all right, I didn't see you either...what's wrong?" Fluttershy noticed Rarity biting down on her lip nervously.

Rarity fiddled with her fingers rather than answer Fluttershy's question. "Fluttershy-"

"Yes." Fluttershy cut her off with a surprising amount of force. "I forgive you. But I must admit, it was very convenient to be under the goo's influence so I could live out my fantasies like that without any moral consequences was very...freeing."

Rarity curled her fingers against her chin, Fluttershy's comment striking a just bit close to home for her comfort.

"So..." Rarity rubbed her fingers in the air, trying to work this over in her head. "You were aware you were under the Slime's control, and that influenced your decisions about what you wanted to do?"

Fluttershy tilted her head, the finer workings of the contradiction of exercising free will whilst under mental domination lost on her. "Huh?"

"Nothing, nothing... can you find Pinkie Pie for me?"

Fluttershy smiled and nodded, then led Rarity to Sugarcube Corner.

Rarity wasn't feeling confident about going inside, as she felt there could easily be someone in the sweet shop that recognized her and her role in the gooey malady that had recently infested the town. Fluttershy, always willing to help, volunteered to go in front of her.

Walking into the bakery, Fluttershy didn't attract too much attention. But when Rarity walked in behind her, every customer took a moment to look up at the former slime mistress.

"Hey!" One customer waved causally at her.

"Hello..." Rarity quietly muttered back to him.

"Just wanted to let you know, the Royal Guards put up a paper explaining everything. We all-" Someone cleared their throat in the back of the room "Well, most of us forgive, except for that guy in the back there...but he's a prude, so don't hold it against him, okay?"

"O...kay?" Rarity stammered, really not expecting such a warm reception. She looked around the room. "You all do? Every one of you?"

Another customer raised their hand. "Anypony else remember Discord? Yeah? Kind of like that, just with more...intimacy."

Rarity kept switching her gaze around the room, the very idea she could be so easily forgiven not sitting well with her for some reason. There was an unsettling feeling in her stomach, almost like a hole of some kind had been punched through it.

But the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it wasn't the forgiveness that made her feel awful. It was something else.

Pinkie Pie was wiping down the counter during all this, and when she finally looked up, it was at Rarity with a warm smile. Pinkie put her wipe down and wiggled her finger at Rarity, beckoning Rarity to come over. Rarity did so somewhat hesitantly.

Pinkie grabbed Rarity by the shoulders, pulled her forward, and placed a quick little peck on her cheek. Rarity's cheeks turned as red as a rose that had been painted over.

Every customer except the prude in the back began clapping cheerfully, their combined applause filling the room with the sounds of their palms smacking.

Pinkie pulled away from Rarity, who was still flustered. Rarity began breathing heavily, not sure of what she wasn't sure of.

She tried to rationalize what was going on, what was happening, and why it was making her feel odd. Three of her friends had forgiven her so far, and so the did the rest of the townsfolk! … at least the ones in Sugarcube Corner. So why did she feel wrong, dark, and...so empty?

It was like there was a pit torn open in her stomach. It was like her shoulders had been hit by Cadence's freezing spell again. It was like the blood in her upper arms decided to put in a vacation day and not flow properly.

And then there was that deafening applause. Rarity didn't it at first. She loved applause and being the center of attention. However, the sounds of thwacking palms gradually faded from reassuring comfort that Pinkie forgave her, to an unpleasant reminder there was something she was forgetting. Something she wasn't thinking of.

She took a moment to think, mentally blocking out the applause, and in an instant, she knew what was wrong.

"No!" Rarity shouted, slamming her palm down the counter. The sudden thump bade the crowd into silence. "No, don't applaud! You shouldn't be applauding! You should be throwing tomatoes and- and – and whatever other garbage you just so happen to have on hand! You should be ousting me as domineering freakazoid, not welcoming me with open arms! Humph!"

Rarity turned her nose to the air and walked outside, making sure to emphasize her every step for all it was worth, while the crowd sat there in disbelieving silence.

"I'll go talk to her." Fluttershy assured Pinkie before demurely heading after her.

Rarity stepped out and let out a tremendous sigh. She thought throwing a huge temper tantrum like that might be the way to cure herself of this awful, awful feeling she had, but even after raising her voice and hitting things, it was still there.

It was even worse now. She meant to say that and be done with it, but she had a valid point. She was being forgiven easily, just a little too easily. Twilight's "Reason of Insanity" defense only went so far. If all of her friends worked together, there was enough eyewitness accounts and evidence to convict her of several different sexually explicit crimes, from major felonies to minor infractions.

How many things did she decided to, versus how many The Pipe Slime wanted it her to do? Taking over Ponyville? That was The Slime's idea, no question about that. Force-feeding Applejack almost a gallon? That was all her...but it was in the name of achieving The Pipe Slime's goal.

Wasn't it?

And then in the cavern, when she and Rainbow Dash were neck-deep in Pipe Slime, the only thing they could think about was each other...was she really better than this, or did Shining Armor have a point?

"Ooowh..." Rarity groaned. She felt incredibly, incredibly empty inside, just...hollow. It as if she wasn't an organic being made of cartilage and bone, but a tick tock, clockwork wind-up tear with hollow arms and grinding gears built for one purpose only. A single purpose, which she could no longer fulfill.

Rarity chuckled to herself, imagining a hole the length of a palm in her back where her wind-up key was supposed to have been inserted.

"Rarity?" Fluttershy's quiet, soft voice came through the door as the glass door twinkled. "Are you okay? You sounded pretty angry back there."

Rarity shook her head. "I'm fine...well, no, I'm not. I suppose that's the problem, really."

"Did you mean what you said?" Fluttershy murmured, wrapping fingers around Rarity's shoulders. "About the tomatoes and the garbage?"

"No..." Rarity answered, turning to her. "But I have a point. I appreciate being forgiven, but it just feels...undeserved."

"Oh, come now. You heard the nice man in the shop. Discord, the Changelings...there are plenty of mind-altering forces in Equestria. You just happened to get one that, you know, including forced bloody lactation and uncontrollable lust as part of the package, that's all."

"I suppose you're right." Rarity admitted.

"Okay." Fluttershy began rubbing Rarity's shoulders. "Okay. What do you want to do now?"

"I want..." Rarity began to answer, but stopped short when she realized she herself didn't know the answer. She thought it had something to do with a certain someone, but she couldn't think of whom that someone was.

"I'm going to talk to Applejack."

"Okay. You want me to come with you?"

"No." Rarity answered. "This...this I have to on my own. I need her to talk to me, not 'me and you' or "Twilight and I"...no offense, darling."

"I understand." Fluttershy nodded and let Rarity go from her fingers.

Applejack was hard at work, putting her back into bucking down apples from the trees of her vast orchards.

"Uhh...HAH!"

Utilizing all of her muscle strength, Applejack charged forward and tackled one of the trees, shaking it so badly that all the apples upon it fell down like rain.

"Eeyup..." Applejack mumbled to herself, nodding as she watched the apples fall down. "A rain of apples. Apple rain. Ah wonder, would that work as, as a, as what was the word, a compound word? "Applerain?""

"Applejack?"

Applejack's eyebrows shot upwards in surprise before narrowing back down. She knew that voice. She recognized that voice, and right now, that was a not a voice she was ready to hear.

"Applejack? Applejack! Are you there?"

"Hmmp..." Applejack snorted under her breath.

She turned from the tree, walked to the orchard's white barn fencing, and rested her arms on the fence, Rarity standing opposite her. "No "darling" this time?"

"I figured you might take offense given our...recent activities." Rarity answered, sundress swishing just above the ground as Rarity bobbed her feet uncertainly.

"Uh-huh." Applejack nodded, sounding like a bored bull.

Rarity said nothing, only standing there silently.

"Rarity, either say wut ya want tah say, or git on back to yer fancy Boutique and let me finish mah work."

"Right, right, I'm sorry..." Rarity muttered, tapping her fingers together. "What I mean to say, is...do you forgive me for … everything?"

There was another moment of silence, only this one was much more tense than awkward.

"Tell ya wut." Applejack offered after some obligatory contemplative chin-rubbing. "Ah'm going ask you a series of questions. Answer them all honestly, say the first thing that comes to mind, and then Ah'll decide whether or not Ah can forgive ya."

"Oh. Um. All right. That's... different. Okay." Rarity took in a deep breath, trying to get into the right mindset. Normally, she thought about what she wanted to say before she said, but if she was going to be honest with Applejack right now, then she would have to immediately say the first that occurred to her. No thinking, no making what she wanted say was acceptable of a lady to say, just...say it.

"I'm ready."

"Ah'm not sure you are, but here goes. Question one... how do you feel about when you force-fed me from your tentacle?"

"Awful!" Rarity squealed. "Absolutely awful! Granted, at the time, it felt great, but now that I'm back in my right mind – that I can think clearly, I just feel- awful about it! You...you didn't deserve that."

Applejack raised an eyebrow, but otherwise remained stoic. "Kay. Not quite wut Ah was expectin' tah hear, but...question two.. how would you feel if Fluttershy got infected again and substituted her chest product in a recipe?"

Rarity shook her her wildly, taken aback by the idea. "Pffff-you can do that? You can-can substitute breast milk for regular milk in a recipe?"

Applejack glared. "Was that really the first thing that came to y'all's mind?"

"Yes." Rarity assured her. "Yes it was."

"O...kay." Applejack drawled, sounding as though she didn't believe Rarity. "Question three... if given tha chance, would you fill me like that again?"

"WHAT!? absolutely NOT! Why, the very idea I could put in such a torment not once, but twice is- Applejack? Where are you going?"

Applejack proceeded to get up and return to her precious trees, preferring to buck them over hearing Rarity's pontification.

Rarity's eyebrows creased the daunting realization loomed over her before finally hitting her in full-force. Applejack wouldn't forgive her. Applejack couldn't forgive her, not after what she did to her in the Boutique, the hotel, the hotel's shower... she had done a lot of things.

She clearly didn't deserve to be forgiven.

Brokenhearted and downcast, Rarity gave Applejack one last glance before turning and taking her hand off the fence.

"Hey!"

Rarity humored Applejack whims and turned around.

"Are y'll gonna stand there mopin', or are ya gonna help me with these apples?" Applejack demanded with a hint of impatience.

Rarity couldn't believe it. Applejack was really forgiving her. Applejack was forgiving her!

"Oh, I..." Rarity had to cover her face as the tears began swelling.

Applejack looked away wistfully. "All right, take your time to cry. Let it all out. But Ah want you to help me when you're done, and then...you still need to talk to Rainbow Dash, don't you?"

Rarity quit crying abruptly, taking her hands off her face as Applejack's triggered the knowledge she had been seeking. The answer she couldn't find. The single purpose she had been built for that she couldn't at all fulfill anymore...

Rarity knew now why she felt so empty.

"Thank you so much, Applejack! All day, I've been having this terrible feeling of emptiness, and now thanks to you, I know what's wrong!"

"Yer welcome, Ah guess. Now...the apples?"

"Of course, darling, of course..."

Much later in the night, Rarity had finished helping Applejack with her apples and decided she wanted to retire home to her home sweet home at the Boutique, but before she did that...

She stopped at a magazine stall along the way.

"Hello, Miss!" The women attending the magazine stand saluted when she approached. She gestured to the glossy papers below on their shelves. "What can I do for you today?"

"Hmm." Rarity smiled naughtily, something which made the clerk uncomfortable.

"Uh...ma'am?" The clerk asked, a little freaked out.

Rarity looked around, then put her hands down on the desk and leaned forward, unnerving the clerk even more. "I need an adult magazine."

The clerk grimaced. "We...don't sell those here."

"You misunderstand." Rarity leaned forward and whispered into the clerk's ear.

"Oh, that? Um...yeah, we have one of those." The clerk reached behind the counter and pulled out a magazine with a photo of what appeared to be a pipe in a negative polarity image for the cover.

"Thank you so much." Rarity paid for the magazine.

Then she headed for her house as fast as she could, quickly locking the door behind her as she stepped back into her wonderful, private world of lavender.

"Rarity!" Sweetie Belle exclaimed, rushing down the stairs to greet her sister. "I'm so glad you're home!"

Rarity chuckled as Sweetie Belle glomped her legs. Rarity bent down to pat her darling sister's head. "I'm glad you're home too. Did they treat you well at the Empire?"

"Uh...yeah? It was pretty great, the food was good, but..." Sweetie Belle looked up at Rarity with one the most pitiful looks Rarity ever seen her use. "Nopony would tell me what was wrong with you."

Rarity chuckled again, this time to deflect her own dark thoughts, but it quelled Sweetie's worries nonetheless.

"Nothing, Sweetie Belle." Rarity assured her, looking over her unusual magazine that she purchased. "Whatever it was, it's gone now, all right?"

"All right...hey, what's that magazine you have?"

"This? It's nothing. I'm going to go write some letters."

"But I just got back!" Sweetie protested, clinging to Rarity's leg as Rarity worked her way over to the writing desk. "Don't you want to spend some time together?"

"Aah...it's just two, Sweetie Belle. Let me finish them both, and then I'll play with for the rest of the day til bedtime."

By Tartarus, what am I doing? Rarity thought to herself. She's been gone to the Crystal Empire for three days while worried sick over me. I should do something special for her.

"Past your bedtime." Rarity sharply told her, tapping her on the nose.

Sweetie Belle gasped. Elated at the idea of Rarity staying up late just to play with her. For that price, as far as Sweetie cared, Rarity could write as many as eleven letters and it would make no difference. Sweetie let go of Rarity's long and ran along to the other room to amuse herself while Rarity wrote.

Rarity pulled up a chair, sat down, and laid the magazine out. She opened the magazine and began skimming through its products until she found one she liked, then pulled out some pen and paper and began writing.

To:

From: Rarity

I have been browsing a magazine in search of a particular product, and I like the make and model of yours. I would be ever so pleased if you could someone to deliver to my address at...

Rarity left the letter's recipient blank, as well as her address, as she had to write up a second quickly.

Dear Rainbow Dash,

Would you mind coming over for dinner and a drink tonight? You know, just to take our minds off everything.

Love, Rarity.

That was it, Rarity reflected to herself. It was done.

She filled in the first letter's recipient and her address, then folded both up and put them out in the mailbox.

An hour and a half later, Rarity was playing with Sweetie Belle, chasing each other around the living room with long, playfully decorated baton with streamers coming out of their ends. Rarity didn't fully grasp the objective of the game – to whip at the other parties with the streamers – but she played along.

There was a knock on the door.

"Excuse me, Sweetie, while I get won't you? I'll be right back!" Rarity delicately laid her baton on the ground.

"Okay..." Sweetie said dejectedly, putting her hands together behind her back with the baton still in them.

Rarity opened the door, torn between hoping it was Rainbow Dash, or that it was the company in the magazine responding quickly to her request. She wanted to see Dash, but she needed the company's device to put everything in its right place.

Thankfully, it was the second. There was a scruffy man in a gray postman's outfit, carrying a medium size cardboard box.

"Youse Rarity?" The man asked.

"Yes." Rarity answer, tapping her fingers evilly and eying the box hungrily. "Yes, I am."

"Here ya go. Give me some payment, and I'll be on my way." The man said, pushing the box towards her. Rarity reached into her pocket and pulled the cost of the box's content, a shipping fee, and a delivery fee for him and put it all in his hands.

"Thank you, and have a nice night." The postman tipped his hat.

"I suppose you might be wondering what I'm doing with such a device?" Rarity questioned him drearily.

The delivery man tipped his hat again. "My boss trains we employees never to pry in a lady's business, especially when it comes to devices like, well, that. And with that, I'm off!" The delivery man made his exit.

"Hmph." Rarity snorted bemusedly. "Polite little fellow." Rarity turned around and kicked the door shut behind her, and placed the box on the desk.

"What's in the box?" Sweetie Belle questioned curiously.

"Eer...adult materials." Rarity answered after stammering. "I couldn't show it to you, and even if I could, you wouldn't understand it." Rarity picked the box up. "Forgive me, Sweetie Belle, but Rainbow Dash is coming over, and I need this to prepare. I'll finish, come back down, and then we'll get right back to playing when I'm done. I promise."

"Okay..." Sweetie Belle drawled dejectedly. That was two distractions in a row right each other, so her hopes were starting to diminish. Rarity always knew how extend one distraction into two, and then two into three, and so on until she didn't have to have anything to do with Sweetie Belle.

This night, however, Rarity fully intended to return when she was done, then play with Sweetie until Rainbow Dash came over, or Sweetie got tired. Whichever came first.

Later that night, Rainbow Dash walked to the front of the Carousel Boutique and was about to knock when she stopped suddenly.

This would be the first time she was in the Boutique without being expected to nurse Rarity's chest. She was understandably hesitant, as she had been nursing, feeding for so long.

Was it just Rainbow's eyes failing her, or was the darkness of the night encircling the Boutique's roof like a tent of shadows, hiding a fortune teller inside who was actually a demon temptress in disguise?

Rainbow Dash gulped and tried to calm herself. She was being silly, and that was a rather specific simile. Rarity wasn't a demon temptress hiding in shadows...

"Actually," Rainbow muttered, ""Demon" not be right, but I'm not sure she doesn't qualify for those other parts..."

Rainbow took in a deep breath and exhaled. She was being silly. The slime was gone. The goo was gone. The lust was gone. Most importantly, the breast milk thing? That was gone. Completely gone, ka-put, stomped out of existence.

Still though, her tongue was... pulsing with anticipation.

What? No! No! Rainbow Dash tried to make her tongue smack itself against her teeth. That was unacceptable.

Rainbow Dash resolved that no matter what happened tonight, she would not leave Rarity's house with a stomach full of breast milk.

Taking one last deep breath to relax herself, Rainbow Dash knocked on the door. It opened quickly, almost too quickly, like Rarity had been standing by the door waiting for her to knock this entire time.

Rarity was a in nice, silk muted pink dress like the sundress she had been wearing, but longer at the legs and thinner at the straps. Rainbow Dash was just wearing a blue tye-dye shirt and some long shorts. It made Dash feel inferior somehow, like she was a...disappointment.

Dash tried to clear her head. She wasn't a disappointment simply because Rarity had dressed nice and she hadn't. She and Applejack did that kind of thing all the time.

"Hell-o, Rrrainbow." Rarity purred. Rainbow Dash was confused by her tone. Ordinarily, Rarity knew exactly what tone she was using and what she was using it for, but this tone sounded like it was being seductive without Rarity knowing she was being seductive.

"Care to pop in for a spell?" Rarity said, raising her eyebrow and moving away from the door.

"Uh, yeah..." Rainbow Dash stepped in, and Rarity, again, just a bit too quickly, closed the door behind her. From the clicks she heard, it sounded like Rarity had locked it as well.

"Uh...Rarity?"

"What?" Rarity asked, taking her fingers off the knob. "Just making sure no vandals get in, that's all."

"If you say so."

"Come, come," Rarity bade for Rainbow Dash, appearing behind her like a shadow and guiding Rainbow Dash towards the kitchen. "Tiring out Sweetie Belle took longer than I expected, so dinner is a little late, but on the bright side we have the house to ourselves."

"All right. That's cool, I guess." Rainbow Dash was starting feel a bit uneasy about how touchy-feely Rarity was getting with her, but nothing raised a red flag just yet.

"I do have some refreshments set out for us." Rarity added. She pointed to the kitchen. "Over on the dining table." Rarity led Dash to the table and pulled out Dash's seat for her like a gentleman.

That was a little odd, Dash noticed. Rarity usually insisted on being given the gentleman treatment, not giving it.

While Rarity scurried around the table to the other side, Dash took the opportunity to scan the table's contents. There were two cups. Two teacups, one for each of them, judging by their proximity to their chairs.

Rainbow noticed an odd, gleaming expression on Rarity's face, but couldn't make anything of it. She did notice Rarity seemed energetic, like she was happy about something.

"Well?" Rarity asked. "Go on. Take a drink while you wait for dinner."

"All right." Rainbow muttered, eying her cup suspiciously.

Rarity, picking up on Rainbow's hesitance, picked up her cup and took a sip. As a result, its contents spilled out onto her chest, soaking her dress and clinging the fabric to her breasts.

"Oh dear..." Rarity sighed, "how clumsy of me. Excuse me while I change, won't you?" Rarity pushed her chair out from the table and got up, departing to her room.

Rainbow Dash didn't want to admit the ever so slight chill that ran through the base of her wings seeing Rarity's dress get soaked, so she didn't.

Rainbow Dash was left all alone, with only two teacups, two chairs, and table for company. Who knows how long she'd be waiting here for Rarity to come back.

She sighed. The boredom set in quickly, even by her own standards. Deciding to do something to take her mind off things, she absently took a swig of her cup.

That proved a mistake.

The drink, whatever it was, seemed go straight down her throat, curled around her intestines, over her stomach, and straight into her neither region.

"Ooooh..." Rainbow Dash moaned. Her entire body began shivering with a sort of unfinished pleasure. It ached through her and tickled her sensitive spots, but was hardly enough to fully thwart her arousal.

For a moment, she thought Rarity might have poured some of the goo-drugged milk into her cup, but that should have been impossible! Hadn't Rarity been cured of the infection!?

Rainbow Dash looked down at her cup and saw that it was indeed filled with milk. She whimpered and looked over at the spill on Rarity's chair, which obviously a sort of tea. So Rarity had tea, while Dash got milk...

"Oooooooh!" Rainbow squealed helplessly, a burning fire heating up in her stomach. It was the urge again, the kind of itch that only extreme intimacy could scratch.

Seeing as the only immediate way to deal with the burning, itching, aching sensation inside her, Rainbow Dash quickly raised the cup to her mouth and swallowed every last drop, but even that wasn't enough to make her shaking stop. Oh sure, it stimulated her a little bit, but it wasn't – it wasn't enough. She felt hot, she felt lustful, she felt ready to be taken and ravaged by whoever happened to be nearby.

She felt...empty.

Rainbow Dash attempted to get up out of her chair, meaning to go upstairs and ask Rarity for help with this problem. It proved difficult with her shaky fingers, but she eventually managed to pry herself up. Unfortunately, she stumbled immediately afterward, as her legs were practically jelly from the ticklish ministrations going on inside her. She couldn't help but wonder...

What was in that cup!?

"Rarity!" Rainbow Dash cried, having to grab her arm and limp towards the stairs. "Rarity, where are you!? I-I need some help...oh, it hurts so badly..."

Rainbow continued to groan and murmur about her condition even as she worked her way up the stairs, every step painful, every moment punished like she was being a bad girl for not being an uncontrollable sex fiend.

"So...empty..."

"Aaaah...damn it, Rarity...get down here..."

"I'm...so warm and cold at the same time."

Rainbow reflected on the nature of what was in that cup. If there had been just a little more, she would instantly reached her limit upon swallowing it all. When it came to the goo-milk, it usually took a little longer than a tiny teacup's worth before the pleasure overwhelmed her.

Finally, Rainbow Dash reached Rarity's room. Even in her frame of mind, Rainbow had the presence to knock on the door.

"Rarity! Rarity! Get out here, damn it, I need you!"

Rainbow stopped, leaning against the door for support. For a moment, she hugged the door as she panted and breathed heavily.

"Wait, what am I doing?" Dash asked herself.

Rainbow Dash backed away from the wall, then charged the door, only for the door to open before she made contact. Before she could regain her bearings, an extremely strong grip wrapped around her neck and brutally shoved her into a place she was more familiar with than she had any right being.

The inside of Rarity's cleavage.

"I was wondering how long it would take you to finally drink the cup." Rarity's cruel, cruel voice taunted, still sounding sultry and husky. "You always come back to me. Just like a good little slave."

Rainbow blinked, trying to wrap her mind around where she was. Rarity's arm around her neck, her face buried in Rarity's breasts. She could hear sloshing, sloshing from Rarity's breasts. It was so soothing to hear that wonderful sloshing. Soothing. Soothing. Wonderful.

… What was she thinking!?

Rainbow Dash reached her arms around Rarity's back and attempted to push herself free, but Rarity wouldn't let her out. Somehow, Rarity's arm was stronger than Rainbow's neck.

"You can come out when I say you can." Rarity growled, shoving Rainbow's face further inside, where the soothing sloshes continued to serenade her.

"Mmm...mmmh...mmmm!" Rainbow's moans were at first gasps for breath, before she was finally seduced the familiarity of the squishy sounds playing, and soft malleable flesh rubbing against every part of her face.

Rarity finally relaxed her arm and let Rainbow go. Rainbow pushed herself up to stand, then looked down to see Rarity was wearing a white bathroom with blue trim.

"Rarity..." Dash said like a drone, struggling to think. "What's going...on?"

"Well, I did some thinking, darling." Rarity answered causally, like she totally hadn't just drugged Rainbow Dash and forced her into a "marshmallow" hug. "And I realized..."

Rarity cupped Dash's chin and made her look up at Rarity's eyes, those cold, emotionless eyes.

"I own you." Rarity whispered, flicking her fingers across Rainbow's cheek. The action made Rainbow shiver for more.

Rarity seductively walked to her bed, feeling the mattress on before plopping down. "Come. It's time for your drink."

"Drink?" Dash droned, but her legs began moving towards Rarity. It was a slow walk, a hard and torturous process, as she didn't want to lay atop Rarity, but her body seemed to have other ideas.

"Yes, your drink."

"I don't understand...how did you..." While her legs acted out of her control, Dash noticed something lying on Rarity's drawer. It was a large, mostly simple device with some twists and turns there. There was a pipe, a large rubbery tube, and a simple pump on top of a wooden hinge...

"Is...is that a breast pump!?" Rainbow shrieked.

"Mmm, yes." Rarity purred. "I ordered it just for you. I realized, I liked feeding you too much to ever stop. It was fun while it lasted with Twilight and the others, but that was more like...like a onetime stand. You, however, are my lover for life. I got the pump so I could lactate for you...just for you."

Rainbow formed an unconscious smile. "You did that for me? That's so...cute and creepy at the same time."

In a moment of clarity and brief control over her body again, Rainbow slapped herself.

"What am I saying!? That's not cute at all! That's totally creepy beyond all get out!"

"Yet," Rarity countered, "you're approaching me."

"Well, yeah...I...I guess." Rainbow admitted. "I don't want to, though."

"You can leave at anytime." Rarity assured, gesturing towards the door.

For some reason, rather than take Rarity up on that offer, she launched forward onto the bed. Rarity, seeing her slave in place, undid the loop on her gown and pulled it open, exposing her breasts.

Rainbow watched with a morbid curiosity, seeing that Rarity's chest had swelled in cup sizes again. Unable to contain herself, or scold herself, Rainbow opened her mouth and took the tip one of one into her mouth, drinking with all the vigorous fervor that Rarity had come to love.

"That's it, darling, that's it..." Rarity breathed. "Let's get one thing straight, though." Rarity reached a hand over and cupped the breast Rainbow was nursing, before giving a squeeze and overflowing Dash's mouth with her white essence. "The milk is symbolic. It's not what you want from me. It's a bonus. I own you, body and soul. You're mine. You understand that? Mine."

"It's not that you want to drink from that keeps you coming back." Rarity went on." It's that when you pleasure me, and I say nothing to you, it hurts. I give no response, even though you're taking me out of this world. So you try harder to get a response, be it a moan, a slight fluttering in the eyes... you've never been able to resist a challenge. It hurts you when I don't reply to your ministration."

Rarity said her next sentence in a bone chillingly cold tone that outmatched even that of the greatest of foes they faced. It was so cold, frosty, that it could very well have meant that Rarity had no true emotions, she only had been faking them.

"And deep down, you like it when I hurt you."

Of course, Rarity left out that deep down, she needed Dash. She needed a strong, stubborn woman who could put up with the abuse, and that Dash fit that role a like a glove.

Rainbow Dash was able to make herself stop drinking, if only for a second, to pull away. She wiped some milk that was dribbling down her chin off with her arm, then licked it off her elbow. She couldn't let a single drop go to waste.

"I have... a couple of questions." Rainbow breathed, panting heavily.

"Ask away."

"I get huff that you used a pump...but how (huff) did you make it taste so good? This is all natural, but it's...it's even better than the drugged stuff!"

"That's easy." Rarity answered. "I just had a strong, healthy dinner." Rarity cupped Dash's chin again. "Of course, your dinner is still underway."

Rainbow exhaled sharply. "There was never any dinner for me, was there? It was (huff) all a trick so you (huff) could get me drinking again, wasn't it?"

"Exactly right." Rarity answered, flicking a manicured nail across Rainbow's cheek. "You know what's funny in retrospect? Shining Armor, Twilight, Fluttershy, they were all right. So very right. I am an abuser. I cut you from friends. I keep a constant watch on you all times, and I make you drink from my breasts without a damn for your feelings."

"Rarity...I told myself that no matter what happened tonight, I wouldn't leave the house with my stomach full of milk."

"So don't." Rarity said simply. "Don't leave tonight. Stay the night over, leave in the morning. Just...wait for it to digest, and voila!"

Rainbow closed her eyes and winced. "No...no, not anymore! Rarity, I'm not going to do this any- freaking- more!"

Rarity snapped her fingers around Rainbow's neck and applied a gentle, feminine pressure. It was more effective than gang fighter's choke hold, as Rainbow felt her will to fight just...leave her completely.

"Drink, darling." Rarity instructed, and Rainbow obeyed, like the good little slave she was. She suckled desperately like her life depended on it, causing Rarity to moan.

Rarity remembered she had an illusion of control to keep up, but she didn't care. She could Rainbow hear her moan, just this once. And thank Celestia she had ditched that awful "5 word maximum" sentence thing. Her explanations would have taken so much longer if she had kept to that.

Rainbow popped her lips off Rarity's tip again, still panting, milk leaking out the sides of her lips.

"Kiss me lower..." Rarity instructed.

"Rarity..." Rainbow whined. "I don't want to do this..."

"Lower!" Rarity said in sing-song.

Rainbow whined again and complied, kissing between the bottom of Rarity's breasts.

"Lower again." Rarity instructed.

Rainbow again complained, this time kissing just above Rarity's belly button.

"Again!"

Rainbow kissed just below Rarity's belly button.

Rarity partially raised up, and Dash looked up at her.

"Rarity, I don't want...I don't want to do this." Rainbow whined.

"You can stop at any time." Rarity assured her, and now, Rainbow knew this was baldfaced lie. "Now, kiss me lower."

Rainbow took in a deep breath, tilted her head back to swallow any unsuspecting droplets of milk, and then kiss Rarity's privates.

"Always remember this, Rainbow Dash." Rarity reminded her, showing absolutely no physical response to Rainbow's ministration. Rarity lifted her legs and began to scissor Rainbow's neck with her calves, forcing Rainbow to press her lips harder.

"I own you. I own you. You're mine. Mine. My tool, my lover, my Lacmanicpum...my milk slave."

Rainbow continued to cry as she continued to press Rarity's flesh. She felt like deep down, she really did want to do this, and that's why she couldn't resist.

"I would appreciate you not mentioning this to anyone..." Rarity added, and Rainbow's mind immediately set up a mental block to keep her from ever sharing the details of this incident with any of their friends like the suggestion was law.

Rainbow thought about how empty she always feeling, and how only the warmth of Rarity's milk in her stomach could stave off the emptiness. It took her a moment, but she eventually realized that Rarity must have felt the same way in reverse.

"Mistress..." Rainbow moaned out, slightly muffled, but Rarity could hear her clearly. "My Mistress Rarity..."

Before going all the way, Rainbow stopped suckling for a moment and nestled her head between Rarity's breasts, taking a deep breath as her body needed a moment to readjust to the extremely stimulating fluids.

When the that passed, Rainbow undid her pants and pulled them down, aligning hers and Rarity's privates, so that when Rainbow drank enough for the big finish, the resulting expulsion would go right into Rarity's internal plumbing.

And so Rainbow did, drinking enough to make her achieve peak pleasure and empty her "lower fluids" into Rarity. When she finished, she collapsed into Rarity's breasts again, this time falling asleep while Rarity stroked the hair of her slave...