- >Brad was sleeping off his erection when he heard a moan coming from down the hall.
- >"Brad…" a voice called, "I need your help…"
- >Brad looked over at the clock.
- >It had only been 20 minutes since his impromptu blowjob
- "What could she need now?" thought Brad as he swung his legs off the couch.
- >He walked groggily towards her room.
- >The moans grew louder as he approached the entrance to her room.
- >Unsure of what he would find, he opened the door and stepped inside.
- >"Brad…" she groaned, "It hurts…Make it stop…"
- >Sweetie's face was contorted in pain and her body twitched violently.
- >Her hands cradled her breasts.
- >They appeared swollen, her nipples were a dark red shade.
- >Blue streaks snaked around her breasts, throbbing as blood was forced through them.
- >Brad squinted and swore he saw beads of a white fluid trailing off of her pale skin.
- "Sweetie," Brad knelt beside her, "What's wrong?
- >"My chest," she cried, "It hurts…"
- >Sweetie let out a cry, which was abnormally cute.
- "What hurts Sweetie?"
- >She blushed and pointed at her chest.
- "Ohhh," thought Brad, "Twilight told me about this. Must be the lactose buildup."
- "It's okay Sweetie," Brad said, "I'll make it all better."
- >Brad leaned down and gave her a kiss on the forehead before leaning down to her chest.
- >Brad breathed deeply, trying to work out his thoughts.
- "It's not sexual," he thought, "Just keep calm and help her out."
- >Brad clasped his hands around Sweetie's breast, a light moan escaping her lips.
- >His hands fit around her tits like they were doorknobs.
- >He slowly compressed the base of her breasts before slowly dragging his hand upward.
- >"Oooh~" Sweetie sighed, waves of pleasure coursing through her.
- "It's okay, Sweetie," he said, "Just relax."
- >He swiveled his hands around the top of her boobs, gracing his hand delicately over her nipple.
- >He moved his hands only slightly faster, squeezing her breasts between his hands.
- >Brad began to notice the small white drops growing in size when his hands neared the top.
- >Her nipples stood high, begging for something to tend to them.
- >Brad leaned his head downward, bringing his lips to her nipple.
- >Sweetie screamed as Brad sucked on her teat.
- >"Brad," she cried, "That hurts so much…please…"
- "It'll help you Sweetie, I promise."
- >Brad opened his lips and took nearly half the breast in his mouth.
- >Sweetie began to moan, a mixture of pleasure and pain.
- >"Brad," she groaned, "I feel something moving…"
- >Brad looked at her with some confusion.
- "There's no way she's cumming already," he thought.
- >"It's coming out…" she cried.
- >Brad was shocked to feel a warm splash of fluid wash over his tongue.
- >The fluid was warm, almost body temperature, and was somewhat viscous.
- >It tasted incredibly sweet, a mixture of sugar and cinnamon.
- >Brad was lost in ecstasy, his lips forcing as much fluid out of her as possible.
- >"Oh Brad," she smiled, "That feels…so much better…"
- >Brad wasn't quite done. He shifted his mouth to her other nipple and sucked hard.
- >He squeezed rapidly, trying to coax the ambrosia from her body.
- >He was breastfeeding, drinking her milk like a greedy infant.
- >It wasn't long before Sweetie sprayed her lactate into Brad's mouth.
- "God damn,"Brad thought, "This tastes amazing."
- >Brad drank until her breasts shrunk about an inch.
- >Her reluctantly took his mouth off of her with an audible pop.
- >Sweetie lay there, her face lost in bliss.
- >"Brad…" she panted, "I feel so much better now. But, what just happened?"
- "You lactated, Sweetie," Brad said, licking his lips, "Perfectly natural."
- >"It felt so weird…like I was feeding you…"
- >Sweetie was right. It did feel weird. He had essentially drank Sweetie's milk, greedily extracting it from her like a newborn.
- "Yeah," Brad rubbed the back of his head, "Feel better now?"
- >"Mmhmm," she yawned, "Can I get some sleep Brad? I feel so tired…"
- "Sure thing, kiddo," Brad said, turning off her light.
- >"Good night, Brad," she sighed.
- "Night," he said, closing the door.
- >Brad felt incredible.
- >He had just played with Sweetie's breasts, which is a gift in its own right, but he had also drank her milk.
- >Sure it was a bit creepy, but it tasted so damn good.
- >The more he thought about it, the harder his cock grew.
- >He needed something more. One last thing before his mind was at rest.
- >He would give her a half hour. Half an hour before he made his next move.
- >It was the longest thirty minutes of Brad's life.
- >When the clock struck nine, he sprung off the couch and practically ran to Sweetie's room.
- >Brad exhaled and prepared himself.
- >He opened the door as quietly as possible, leaving Sweetie undisturbed in her sleep.
- >He looked at Sweetie with lust in his eyes, staring at her supine form.
- >Brad grabbed the blanket and slowly moved it down, passing her breasts, passing her distended womb, and finally passing over her legs.
- >Brad stepped back to admire her bare body.
- >Even in the dark her white skin stood out dramatically.
- >Her tight, somewhat swollen breasts bounced as she reacted to the cold.
- >Her womb hung off her side, cradled by the mattress.
- >Her slender white legs traced a path to her nethers, a small pink slit on her pale canvas.
- >Brad's cock grew larger as he stared at her folds, the center of pleasure and the origin of life.
- >She was lying on left side, the proper sleeping position for pregnancy.
- >She was in the perfect position to be the little spoon.
- >Brad stripped down to his birthday suit, freeing his erection as it pointed straight for Sweetie.
- >Brad sighed as he grabbed the blanket and slipped behind Sweetie.
- >He pulled the blanket over them, hiding their bodies.
- >He slipped his hand to Sweetie's crotch, feeling a dry pair of lips.
- >Brad wanted to get the night over with, so he took no time in fingering her.
- >He rubbed his hand across her slit, progressively getting faster as her pussy lubricated itself.
- >Brad heard Sweetie moan softly as he massaged her clit.
- >He took his two middle fingers and eased inside her.
- >Her pussy was incredibly small; Brad had to force his fingers inside.
- >Her walls latched tightly to his digits, sucking them inside.
- >Brad's fingers started to ache as her pussy lips loosened.
- >It was much easier to finger her now, although she was still very tight.
- >Brad went slow to prevent Sweetie from waking up.
- >He removed his fingers from her pussy, dripping and slimy from their adventure in the cave.
- >Brad decided that she was ready for him.
- >He grabbed her right leg, lifting it to provide him easier access.
- >He wriggled his hips closer to her's, his groin pressing against her small buttocks.
- >He pressed his body close to her, his breath cascading over her neck.
- >Her pussy recoiled slightly as his cock prodded her lips.
- >Brad inhaled, curling his other hand around her breast.
- >He moved his hips forward as he penetrated her.
- >Her body recoiled and she whimpered as Brad forced his way through her canal.
- >There was no hymen this time around, but her pussy seemed to resist his intrusion.
- >Her walls tightly constricted his cock, trying to force his cock back out.
- >Brad was too strong for the contractions to do much as he bottomed out.
- >His tip pressed against her cervix, the entrance to her womb.
- >Brad's cock was inches from his own child, dangerously close to it's origin.
- >Brad was worried about entering the womb, but remembered what Twilight had said.
- >"The fetus is protected from penetration by the amniotic sac."
- >Reassured, Brad dragged his cock back along her folds and thrust back inside.
- >Brad went slowly, easing himself inside and out.
- >Sweetie stirred, moving her boy slightly to the side.
- >Brad's movements rippled through Sweetie, shifting her forward with each thrust.
- >He slid his hand under Sweetie, cradling her stomach.
- >He traced his hand across her womb, gliding along her globe of life.
- >Brad felt his child kick, fighting to protect its mother from the intruder.
- >Brad wondered if his child knew it was him.
- >He wondered whether or not it knew that he was ravishing her mother's body, taking her against her will.
- >If Sweetie didn't accept the assault, than her body was lying to her.
- >Her pussy pulsated against Brad's cock, massaging his shaft as he pushed.
- >Her cervix tightened, determined to prevent anything from reaching the baby.
- >Brad was upset when he felt his climax approaching.
- >Sweetie's body was showing the early signs of orgasm.
- >Her abs were so distended that Brad hardly noticed her stomach contracting.
- >Her breasts started to expand ever so slightly, beads of milk pooling on her nipples.
- >Brad focused, trying to remember everything he had read.
- >All he could think of was the word oxycotin, and that it had something to do with orgasm.
- >Brad felt a large well of pleasure under his stomach, a wave of electricity spreading to his limbs.
- >Brad started to move faster, careful not to slam his hips into Sweetie.
- >Her womb swung back and forth, sloshing the fetus around her uterus.
- >Without any sort of warning, Brad felt Sweetie melt between his fingers.
- >Sweetie's orgasm was light; she hardly stirred as her vaginal muscles contracted.
- >Her breasts leaked of milk, much less than when Brad had tended to her.
- >Brad shook his head. It was a waste of milk.
- >Brad felt her walls pulsate, waves of muscle rippling up his cock.
- >Brad couldn't hold back any longer. He pushed against her cervix as he came.
- >Cum rocketed from his cock, swirling around her cervix.
- >Brad's groin contracted, pumping continuous loads of semen into Sweetie's tunnel.
- >He felt his cum pooling up inside, running up past his shaft.
- >He moaned as Sweetie's pussy milked him, just as he had half an hour before.
- >He felt himself go flaccid as her pulled himself out.
- >Cum dribbled onto her left leg and down to the mattress.
- >Brad lay there, panting heavily, listening to Sweetie's own heavy breathing.
- >He could hear her heart beating quickly.
- >He brought his ear to her bare stomach.
- >He heard a series of tiny thumps. They seemed to match Sweetie's.
- >Brad put his clothes back on and covered Sweetie with the blanket.
- >He gave her a quick peck on the cheek.
- >He left the room and went downstairs.
- >He went to the thermostat and turned up the temperature.
- "There," he said, "That should make the cum liquefy faster."
- >Brad was incredibly thankful for Brad's tutoring, even if it was for nefarious means.
- >His mind and body finally at rest, Brad looked at the clock.
- >Rarity was still an hour away.
- >He lay on the couch to watch some TV, but his hormones caught up with him, passing him into sleep.
- >He was awoken by Rarity nudging him awake.
- >"Hey Brad," she said, "Thanks for all your help. You can go now."
- "No problem, Rarara," he laughed, "Anytime."
- >"Do you think you could watch her next week?"
- Brad smiled, "Sure thing."
- >"Maybe you could watch the other girls too! You seem so good with her."
- "I know what you mean," he said, "Sweetie was so much more affectionate today."
- >"Well I'm sure she'll be happy to see you next week, Brad," she smiled, "I'll call you next time I need you."
- "Alright, just one thing."
- >"Oh?"
- "Don't call me so early next time. A man needs his sleep."
- >"I promise," she laughed, "Now run along home. You've been a big help."
- >Brad waved goodbye as he went out to his car.
- >He went back home with the events of that night in his mind.
- >He had tricked Sweetie into sex, and she trusted him every minute.
- >Brad reveled in his victory that night.
- >Oddly enough, Brad tried to replicate the taste of Sweetie's milk, but only came close.
- >He heated up a glass of milk with sugar and cinnamon added to it.
- "Close," he said, "but it's just not the same."
- >Brad shrugged and drank it constantly.
- >Twilight wondered why every lunch period he added a packet of sugar and a pinch of cinnamon to his milk.
- >She decided not to question him.
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