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The Milking Chamber

by CloppetyClopClopClop

Chapter 2: Chapter Whatever: Rarijack, swallowing and inflation (Also futa, duh)

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Applejack felt something moist brush against her chin as she stirred. Her arms were twisted uncomfortably behind her back and she was lying on top of them. She groaned and lifted her head and as she did her lips touched against the meaty protuberance. She opened her eyes.

The angry red flare of a stallion's member was staring her in the face. She stared back at it for a solid few seconds as her mind grasped what she was looking at.

"What in the he- Aaagh!" She desperately wriggled away from the thing but it pursued her as she retreated, "Who... wha...?"

Slowly reality dawned on her. Orange fur and skin, red tip. The member was attached to... her.

"Oh, come on! Whut kind of freaky magic is this now?! Twilight?!" the room before her was completely empty. Smooth grey concrete wall and floor with no visible sign of a door or window. On the roof was what Applejack recognized as a sprinkler head. Something to help put out fires? What exactly could burn in a place like this?

APPLEJACK: SUBJECT 03

The block capital text was spray-painted across the concrete wall in industrial white paint. Was this a prison cell of some kind?

Applejack turned her attention back to her new companion. The cock was lying limply on her belly, the wrinkled and hairless scrotum hung down low enough from its base to touch the cold floor beneath them. She swallowed her nausea. AJ was not squeamish but the idea that somepony would... modify her body was enough to bring up the taste of bile. As she rolled onto her side the member flopped onto the floor. She drew a gasp of air as the tip of the thing touched the biting chill of the concrete floor of her cell.

She tried to reach out and prod the thing with her hoof but was unable to do so.

"Argh, damn," her front hooves were bound behind her back. It felt like steel shackles, chained tightly to one another. The stiffness in her shoulders told her that her forelegs must have been fastened behind her for some time. There was a leather collar around her neck with a chain attached to it that ran down her back, fixed to the shackles so as to ensure that she would be unable to get her hooves in front of her by any means short of dislocating both her forelegs at the shoulder.

The wall behind her back felt... different from the floor. Not as rough. She turned.

"Rarity!"

The wall behind AJ was made of glass, or something that looked similar to glass at least. Behind it lay Rarity.

She was trussed up like a turkey in a spiderweb of black leather straps. The unicorn's legs were bound beneath her, bent under her, buckled tightly to her body. Even her horn and tail had metal rings tightly fixed to them so as to hold her head and rump in place. Her eyes stared wildly back at AJ.

The room she was in was identical to AJ's own with the exception that the spray-painted letters read:

RARITY: SUBJECT 04

The most disturbing part of the leather bondage rig was attached to her face. A rubber tube had been pushed into her mouth and held in place by tight buckles wrapped around her head.

"Mmmmph!" she moaned indignantly. Applejack's eyes followed the tube that came out of her mouth and snaked along the floor.

It joined to something on the glass wall that separated the two of them. Something at waist height.

"What in the heck is this thing...?" the pipe coming out Rarity's mouth was joined to the glass wall that divided the two cells and the mouth of it seemed to be a... rubber replica of Rarity's own marehood.

Applejack knew those delicate lips, that dainty well formed clitoris. She'd sneaked peeks at it every now and again, catching glimpses of it under the curly purple tail on their many outings together.

The rubber pussy was on AJ's side of the glass, fixed to the pipe that ran through to Rarity's mouth. Was the poor mare being made to... breathe through that thing? The unicorn's nostrils were flaring so Applejack presumed that she wasn't breathing through it. Must be too tight for air to pass through. Applejack shuddered. Was it a feeding tube then? What would she be fed through that... that... nightmarish replica of her own marehood?

Applejack suddenly became very aware of her new male genitalia. Rarity had one as well, thoroughly bound up by the straps that covered her whole body. Rarity's thing was smaller than AJ's, the tip of it looked like an elegant white stamen. Applejack blushed deeply and turned her body to hide her own, averting her eyes. She wished she could hide it with her hooves but they were still secured behind her back. Still she was glad she wasn't in Rarity's horse shoes. Bound up in a tight little bundle, not able to move so much as a muscle.

"Don't you worry 'bout a thing, Rarity. Ah'm gonna get us outta here," Applejack staggered up on her two back hooves, the cock swinging between her legs. Still, a little humiliation would be worth it if she could free Rarity.

Applejack charged shoulder first at the glass wall that separated the two of them with all the force she could muster.

She rebounded off it like a sparrow slamming against a cliff face. The wall didn't so much as wobble. It wasn't glass, that much was clear. Applejack gave it a few more futile kicks, unable to properly buck with her forelegs shackled behind her back. Not so much as a scuff mark, much less a crack. Rarity watched in silence.

"Don't... look at me..." Applejack made an effort to hide her swinging member. It was hard to hide something so large. Almost long enough to touch the floor when she was standing upright.

She glanced upwards when there was a sudden rattling noise up above.

A puff of vapor was deployed from the sprinkler head affixed to the concrete roof of the cell. Then another puff. And another.

A light mist descended on Applejack. She felt it prickling as it landed on the sensitive tip of her cock. It had an unpleasant scent, clinical and synthetic.

"What is this stuff?" coughed AJ. The answer came as her member suddenly started to stiffen. It lifted it's monstrous head, slowly hardening, tightening.

"Aww come on!" she cried, exasperated. She could feel Rarity's gaze on her back as she tried to hide the throbbing erection.

Calm down now, AJ, deep breaths. Think of something to make it go away. Granny Smith in the shower. Diggin' ditches between orchards. Helpin' Apple Bloom make a birthday card for Scootaloo. Anything.

She gave a frightened glance over her shoulder. She had been meaning to look at Rarity but her eyes slowly settled on the rubber pussy affixed to the glass wall that divided them. The rubber replica of Rarity that was attached to her mouth by the rubber hose.

A shiver of excitement ran through her. She hurriedly suppressed the wellspring of desire but it didn't completely disappear. What would it feel like... if she put this new tool to use...?

She shook her head.

Another rattle overhead made AJ's heart sink.

The sprinkler head puffed again. And again. And again. Three more puffs. It continued its regular distributions of vapor which drifted through the stale air of the cell.

Applejack hunkered down over the aching beast but it didn't help. The stinging chemical filled her lungs. If only her front hooves weren't bound behind her. If only she could touch it. Stroke it. Squeeze it. Relieve the building pressure. She glanced longingly over her shoulder at the pale rubber pussy. It must have been made with a mold as it was a perfect, white colored rubber replica of the mare she had always wanted most. The same mare who was watching her intently and making angry, discouraging noises into the tube strapped to her mouth.

"Don't worry... Ah ain't gonna do nothing," Applejack's voice trembled worryingly.

Puff. Puff. Puff. Another volley of aphrodisiac drifted over her. AJ writhed under the chemical barrage.

Maybe she could... lick it. She opened her mouth, straining to reach the tip of it. But the collar around her neck had a chain attached to it that was also attached to the shackles on her front hooves, behind her back. A chain that just barely restrained her from suckling on the swollen tip. She whined in desperation, thrusting her hips at the air.

Puff. Puff. Puff.

The rubber facsimile filled her mind. Its inviting entrance, its smooth, soft curves. Rarity was breathing through her nose. The pussy must be too tight for air to pass through. Too tight. Applejack whined pathetically.

Puff. Puff. Puff.

"Stop. Just stop. N-n-no more. Please," Applejack cried as her arousal continued to climb to new heights. The veins on the cock were strained, coursing with blood. Applejack's heart was straining to pump the blood needed to keep the enormous turgid member inflated.

Puff. Puff. Puff.

"Rarity," AJ gasped, tears welling up in her eyes, "Ah don't know if Ah can..."

Puff. Puff. Puff.

Applejack stumbled and stood on her back hooves, staggering over to the rubber pussy.

"Rarity," she whispered, "Don't you worry now, sugarcube. Ah won't let you down. I'm just gonna put it in for a few seconds. Jus' a few seconds. Ah'll take it out right away. Ah jus... gotta know how it feels. Jus' for a second. Ah promise."

The Element of Honesty trembled as she aligned her cock with the rubber cunt. Just for a second. Just for a second.

She pushed into it in one solid thrust, pressing her chest up against the glass as her cock squeezed its way through the tight soft folds. She exhaled a long rush of relief. A stallion's pleasure washed over her, magnified by the aphrodisiac. Her breath was steaming up the 'glass' barrier as she made eye contact with a horrified looking Rarity.

"Okay. Okay," panted Applejack, "Tha's good enuff... tha's fine... tha's all Ah needed. Ah'ma pull it out. Tha' weren' so bad was it?"

With agonizing reluctance Applejack withdrew her hips, pulling her cock out of the tight grip of the faux marehood.

Puff. Puff. Puff.

Applejack thrust back inside. Waves of pins and needles rushed through her.

"Jus' a few more seconds, sugarcube. Please. Ah'm sorry," Applejack bucked her hips into the pussy as she spoke, "Ah won't cum inside it. Ah promise. Ah promise Ah won't. Ah'll cum outside. It'll be okay. You won't have to drink it or nuthin'."

Shock waves of pleasure rippled through her body. She could feel her flanks tighten, forcing her way deeper. The inside of the rubber pussy was far from anatomically correct. It was deep enough to accommodate the entirety of her length, small ribs positioned perfectly to stroke down her shaft as she pumped into it.

Puff. Puff. Puff.

A droplet of precum was squeezed out of AJ's penis by the tight grasp of the replica. Rarity's eyes followed it in horror as it trickled down the hose. It finally came to a halt halfway down the pipe. Halfway between the two of them.

"Ah... Ah'm sorry... Ah won't... Ah'll... jus' a few drops. Jus' a few drops tha's all. You won't have to taste it or nothin'. Ah won't cum enough to fill the hose. It won't reach you. Ah'll pull out if it's too much. Ah promise. Rarity. Look at me. Ah promise Ah won't fill the hose. You won' have teh drink it."

The two stared at each other from across the two cells, Applejack gently bucking her hips even as she spoke, unable to stop even to make her promises sound more convincing. Rarity blushed as her own cock gave a sudden twitch from within the layers of leather bindings that wrapped around it.

The sprinkler deployed another cloud in three short puffs. AJ barely noticed.

Applejack licked the glass, clearing the cloudy residue of her hot breath so she could better see Rarity. She was imagining that the mare was writhing beneath her. That she was fucking the real Rarity. The friction had started to warm the rubber, making it seem even more lifelike.

"Rarity... it's coming... and it's... a lot... don't you worry... Ah'll pull it out. Ah Promise. Promise."

Applejack felt her rectum clench tightly as she slammed balls deep into fake marehood. Her cock twitched violently, emptying a single spurt of semen down the hose pipe.

The pipe was semi transparent but it darkened as the thick fluid slid down it. Rarity struggled against the bindings as the liquid inched closer.

A voice in the back of AJ's mind screamed: Pull out. Pull out.

But it was swallowed in the storm of pleasure that roared within her. She slammed in, twice as hard. The second spurt contained twice the volume of the first. The hose seemed to swell with the thick clumps of seed being forced down it. Again and again it squirted out, Applejack stared at Rarity with wide and vacant eyes.

Her balls were so full. So full. And it was all overflowing at last. The hose was approaching fullness. So close to gushing directly into Rarity's delicious mouth.

Rarity twisted her head in a ditch attempt to shake off the end of the hose that was forced between her teeth and strapped to her head.

The first mouthful swelled her cheeks, its taste overwhelming her. She squeezed her eyes shut as it started to empty into her throat.

"Don't close yer eyes!" shouted AJ, "Keep yer eyes open. Look at me. Look at me! Look me in the eyes as you swallow! You have to look at me! Rarity!"

Rarity's obeyed. Her mascara stained tears ran black rivers down her cheeks, evacuating her body as another warm river was pumped into her to take its place. Rarity's throat throbbed and pulsated as it was deformed by the sticky torrent that entered her.

They gazed into one another's eyes. Lost in the moment as wave after wave of orgasm washed over Applejack.

Rarity's belly started to swell slightly, pressing against her own rock hard cock and straining against the many straps and harnesses that held her in place. Rarity's breath puffed noisily through her nose as she continued to gulp.

"Tha's a good girl," Applejack mumbled, lost in a dreamlike daze, "Drink it all. All of it. Goo' gurl, so good..."

The cum was starting to get backed up in the pipe, Rarity not managing to gulp it down quickly enough to prevent a cum traffic jam. Semen leaked a white trail out of the rubber pussy, dripping off AJ's quivering ball-sack and running down the glass to pool between AJ's trembling legs.

"Jus' a little more. A little more. More. Swallow it all," AJ giggled, drunk on her own pleasure, "Yer startin' teh look a little tubby Rare. Yer little tummy's gettin' all bloated. Don't you worry. You can take it. Jus' a little more."

AJ slammed the last few spurts into the rubber pussy, the force of it pushing it deeper down the pipe and into her friend. Rarity's own cock twitched against its bindings, leaking a droplet of precum, almost as if her body had been so filled to the brim and her own cum was being forced out.

Applejack collapsed onto her side, her now soft cock sliding cleanly out of the grip of the rubbery vice.

Her chest heaved as she lay, watching a bloated Rarity still suckling on the hose.

"Oh Rarity... I'm so sorry..."

Puff. Puff. Puff.

"Oh, Celestia... no..."

The monster instantly re-awoken.

Author's Notes:

So yeah! Mindless clop. The plan is to do each of the mane 6, then the mane 6 as a group. And then I'll take requests for other ponies and scenarios. If you have any suggestions I'll gladly hear them.

Hope you're enjoying it so far.

Clop, clop, clop, clop.

Next Chapter: Chapter the Next One: PinkieDash, this one's got macro phallus, ball torture (no gore) and futa... but honestly at this point if you didn't know there was gonna be futa... there's always futa with me, okay? Estimated time remaining: 1 Hour, 38 Minutes
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