Day In Da Club in Equestria (part 2)

>later, back at your place...

 

>"No."

 

Come on Milky, it's just one night, I promise it'll be fun!

 

>"Anon! I can't dance, I'll look stupid!"

 

Well I can't dance either, NOBODY who goes to clubs can dance, but that's not gonna stop me.

 

>"Anon, I'm REALLY too self conscious to go out and...."

 

But Vinyl is going to be playing....er.....TRADITIONAL music from my world! You HAVE to come and at least listen!"

 

>Milky shifted nervously where she stood, letting out a nervous whine

 

>"Do I HAVE to dance if I go?"

 

No Milky, you don't have to dance. I just want you to come with.

 

>"But why!?"

 

Because I want you to have a good time, that's why! You work way too hard, and you never take any time off to enjoy yourself! Doesn't that routine ever get boring for you?!

 

>"Well....I...."

 

Milky, I just want you to have some fun for once, and I promise you that you will IF you come with me to Vinyl's club. And I ALSO promise you that NOTHING bad or embarrassing will happen.

 

>Milky looked at the ground, mumbling under her breath

 

>"Promise?"

 

Yes Milky. I promise.

 

>"Okay, I'll go....but if you try using any more weird zebra potions on me, so help me I'll...."

 

Milky, I told you I was sorry for that! How many times do I have to apologize?!

 

>the following night, you and Milky were heading through Ponyville square, directly to Vinyl's club

>it wasn't too late yet, but the stars were out, and most ponies were packing up their fruit stands and shit to go home

 

>however, as you walked further into town, you saw a pair of searchlights suddenly hit the sky, crisscrossing back and forth, enough to attract the attention of everyone in ponyville who was still outside

 

Looks like she just opened the club...

 

>eventuall you saw it

>the building itself wasn't much, except for the massive, blinding purple neon sign on the front reading "VINYL 99"

>you could hear a thumping beat coming from the inside, though there wasn't much of a line for the club

>fuck, Vinyl wasn't kidding when she said her club was getting a bit of a cold response around town...

 

>regardless, you and Milky got in line, and were soon at the front

>as you were about to enter, a large, hulking stallion gets in your way

 

>"WOAHwoahwoah, you can't come in here! This is a club, not a zoo."

 

>thefuckyousay.png

 

Hey pal, the mare who owns this club SPECIFICALLY invited us to come to her show. Get the hell out of my way.

 

>"You take one step closer and I'll buck you into next week, chimp boy."

>you didn't come to the club to fight, especially considering what you promised to Milky

>however, the monkey and chimp jokes were getting really fucking old...

>you take another step closer....

 

>quicker than you could blink, the large stallion suddenly turned around and reared back his hind legs, aiming a kick right for your balls

>FUCK

 

>however, before your groin could be turned into pudding...

 

>"MUSCLES?! What the HAY are you doing?!"

 

>saved by the pone with the eighth notes on her ass...

 

>the stallion froze where he stood, then slowly turned around to find Scratch standing in the doorway to the club, and she looked far fro happy

 

>"Er...I'm sorry Vinyl, these two were trying to...."

 

>"THESE TWO are my guests of honor! Now are you gonna let em through, or do I have to find another bouncer?"

 

>the stallion mumbled an apology under his breath, and stepped aside

 

>you followed Vinyl into the club

 

>you noticed that Vinyl certainly had an impressive strobe light display from the ceiling, with blue, purple, white, yellow, red, and green beams streaking across the club

>however, her music, which was playing without her presence at the stage near the back of the club, sounded downright boring

>it was repetitive, like some sort of droning, electronic elevator music

>to make it worse, the sheer number of speakers that she had set up on stage around her equipment caused the monotonous drone to vibrate through your skull

>you hated to admit this, but Vinyl was right, her music sucked....

 

>to your relief, there were at least some ponies inside

>however, none of them were on the dance floor, preferring to crowd around the bar

>as you walked by that, you noticed multiple kegs reading "SAA" on the side

 

>Vinyl looked back at you, shouting over her own music

>"Compliments of Sweet Apple Acres, I bought the strong stuff from them."

 

>You looked over at Milky, who was wincing from the horribleness of Vinyl's music

 

Hey uh...Milky, go sit over by the bar, I need to talk to Vinyl.

 

>Milky nodded, taking a seat and covering her ears with her hooves.

 

>you head over toward the stage with Vinyl, now able to talk a bit easier now that the speakers weren't being pointed directly at you

 

So uh....you said you were going to play some of my....

 

>"Yes, I thought you'd never ask! I heard ponies already talking about leaving! But...what should I play?"

>you think for a moment, wondering what in the world you had on your iPod to play at any club, much less a pony club

 

Hey, that ain't my call, it's your club. Play what you think you'd like.

 

>Vinyl rubbed the back of her head in anxiety, trying to think of a good song....

 

 

>Vinyl looked at you with a flash of determination

>"I know what I have to play, Anon."

 

>walking over to her DJing table, you noticed that she had your iPod jerry-rigged into her equipment

>as she spun through the selection for a short while, you were glad that you weren't on Earth, otherwise you'd be so sued by now...

>eventually though, she pressed play...

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L6cVcbkx8l8

I know we will be free again

 

>the music exploded through the speakers, loud enough to shake the room

>She chose Pendulum, fucking awesome.

 

>giving her a nod of approval, you hopped off the stage, heading to the bar

>as you got there, you saw the ponies there were no longer sitting over their drinks, trying to ignore the music

>rather they were all looking back at Vinyl, then at themselves, then back at Vinyl, their eyes wide in shock and awe

>good, they were impressed, but nobody was leaving their seat for the dance floor...

 

>you found Milky, sitting at a bar stool, who looked at you in amazement

>"Your people play THAT?!"

 

Yep! Pretty cool huh? Hey barpony! Two ciders!

 

>as you and Milky got a couple glasses of cider, you saw Vinyl trying to get your attention from the stage

>she put her hooves to her mouth, trying to shout over the blasting music

>from the way her mouth was moving, you were sure she was trying to say "Dance! Dance!"

 

>your heart raced, you certainly expected to do a little dancing at the club, but not all by yourself

>you look over at Milky

 

Milky! Come with me to the dance floor, let's do some dancing!

 

>Milky recoiled in fear

>"Anon! You said that I didn't have to dance!"

 

Come on! Everyone here is just as nervous as you are. Let's show them up!

 

>"Anon I....I can't..."

 

>god fucking dammit....

>you sigh angrily

 

Look, if you're not heading out there, then I am. Why do I even bother...

>you immediately regretted your tone, seeing Milky's eyes widen and her lower lip tremble in hurt

 

>however, it was too late for apologies. the song was already a quarter of the way over, you had to do this...

 

>swallowing your own nervousness, you ran out toward the center of the dance floor

>fuck it, you weren't on earth any more, you were gonna get ridiculous

 

>you did a diving, half-assed roll toward the center of the club, getting ready to bust a move....

 

 

>jumping to your feet, closing your eyes and cringing at how idiotic you probably looked, you wiggled your arms like twin strands of noodles, becoming one with the Ragu exploding like a volcano out of your pockets

 

>bobbing your head like a madman, and taking giant steps in front of you, you quickly did a Michael Jackson-esque spin on the smooth dance floor, attempting to do some moves you saw from Napoleon Dynamite

>you even tried doing the stanky leg at one part

 

>you were, at this point, a veritable nexus of walking spaghetti

 

>however, to your shock, as you opened your eyes, a large number of ponies had flocked to the dance floor, moving their short little legs to the beat of sweet, sweet Pendulum, some even attempting to do some of the moves you just pulled off

>yes even the stanky leg...

 

>you struggled to keep your sides intact as you kept dancing

 

>too soon though, the song had ended, you and every other pony in the club cheering and hooting for more from Vinyl

>you could see her from the stage, jumping up and down like a maniac, absolutely ecstatic

>apparently she had not had this kind of reaction at her club in ages.

 

>from the doorway, you could see other ponies crowding into the club

>apparently, the music was loud enough to grab the attention of other ponies outside

>justasplanned.jpg

 

>you returned to the bar as Vinyl played another song, now not nearly as swamped as ponies crowded the dance floor, and found Milky turned around

>a couple glasses of cider sat around her, drained

>she was hunched over a third, sniffling softly

 

>shit...

 

>you took a seat next to her, and put an arm over her shoulder

 

Look Milky, I'm sorry I got mad at you....

 

>"You *sniff* promised this would be fun...."

 

I know Milky, but if you wanna have fun, you have to help me out here.

 

>Milky didn't respond, taking another glug from the cider

>fucking hell....

>your hold around Milky tightened

 

Look at this Milky...

 

>holding onto Milky, you spun her around in her seat, toward the dance floor

 

>as the music continued, ponies were jumping and bucking left and right. You even saw one doing a rough approximation of what would be considered breakdancing on Earth

 

Doesn't that look like fun?

 

"Yeah...but I'm not good at...."

 

Milky. I just danced worse than any other person in the history of time, and every single pony out there ran out to join me. You could go completely wild and nobody would laugh or make fun.

 

>Milky watched the dance floor, no longer crying, wiping a few stray tears that remained on her face

>you weren't too concerned about Vinyl or her club at this point. As far as you were concerned, she was gonna be fine

>for now, your only objective was making sure Milky had a good time

 

Tell you what, lets have a couple more drinks. I'm gonna go dance for the next song. If you wanna join me, great. If not, that's perfectly fine too. Deal?

 

>"Okay..."

 

>as Milky polished off her cider, you saw Vinyl looking frantically through your iPod, trying to find another song to play before the last one ended

 

>however, she made her decision, as suddenly, playing through the speakers....

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5-5mGwyhruo#t=43s (play it in another tab)

 

>Hm, good choice Vinyl

 

>you look over at Milky, holding out your hand and smiling

 

Well? You wanna dance?

 

>Milky, at this point, was a little inebriated. But it must have helped because, pink faced and giggling, she hopped off the barstool, following you out to the dance floor

>you couldn't have been happier, FINALLY you could show her a good time

 

>dodging a dozen or so ponies, you get to the center of the floor, and turn toward Milky, holding out your arms

 

>she hesitated, perhaps out of drunken hesitation, but with another alcohol induced giggle, she reared up on her hind legs, putting her front hooves in your arms.

 

>alright, lets do this...

 

>you began to move back and forth, doing a sort of groovy, clubby waltz of sorts, moving your hips and legs deftly in time with Milky

>one thing was for certain, you definitely felt a whole lot less asinine with her there, and you definitely danced a whole lot better

>as you both danced, a crowd of ponies started forming around the both of you, hollering as they all bobbed with the beat

 

>you could see Milky brimming with confidence now, this was better than you could have possibly hoped

 

>as the song was about to end, you twirl Milky in your arms, and she does a pretty badass twirling, spinning kick with her back hooves

>the whole crowd went positively wild, cheering as Milky wore a grin like a jack-o-lantern

 

>the song ended, and the both of you left the dance floor laughing while Vinyl put on another song

 

>"Anon, that was amazing!"

 

See! What did I tell you?! I wouldn't have brought you here if I didn't think it would be fun!

 

>You and Milky walked back up to the bar, and she hopped up on the barstool.

 

>"Hey barpony! Another cider, I'm thirsty!"

 

>as the night continued, the atmosphere of the club started to shift a bit

>maybe it was the songs being played, or maybe it was the massive amounts of cider being consumed....the patrons were getting a bit more rowdy

>a couple times, you saw a pony getting thrown out of a club by the bouncer

>you were probably the only one at the club still relatively sober

 

>as you sipped on a glass of cider, you looked over at Milky, and your jaw dropped

 

>numerous glasses of cider were now empty in front of her, and she was swaying in her seat, biting her lip in an effort to not burst into a fit of laughter

 

Er....Milky? I think maybe you should go easy on the cider...

 

>Milky's body seized in a fit of giggles before she could respond to you

 

>"Well....maybe *hic* you should go easy on *hic* your MOM!"

 

>she roared with laughter, nearly tumbling out of her seat as you held out her arm to stop her fall

 

>as you did though, she slumped up against you from her seat, sighing softly after the laughing fit

 

>"Anooonnnnnn....."

 

>the now hammered mare nuzzled your neck, breathing against your ear

 

Yeah Milky?

 

>"I'm really...*hic*...full, you wanna...*hic*...milk me? I know how much you...*hic*...like it, I'm sure nobody...*hic*...will mind...."

 

>as she said this, Milky was suddenly guiding your arm towards her bosoms, pressing her hoof into your hand as your fingers stroked over a teat

>your fingers soon grew warm and wet as Milky let out a little squirt of milk into your palm

 

"M....Milky!"

 

>You tried to bring your hand away. You did promise to show Milky a good time, but you also promised that she wouldn't embarrass herself.

>before she could continue though, Vinyl fired up another song, one that send the whole club into a frenzy...

 

>Oh god, of all the songs to play right now...

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vWEZ3Vo5Jxk (tab of another)

 

SEXUAL SEDUCTIONNNNNN!

 

>why the fuck did you put that one on your iPod?

 

>Milky put both hooves in the air, spinning in her seat and cheering, before hopping to the floor

>"THIS IS MY JAM!!"

 

>she stumbled, drunk and uncoordinated, toward the dance floor, with you pursuing her

Milky! Hold up!

>you lost her in the packed crowd of ponies on the dance floor, leaving you looking around, panicking

 

>the now cider-fueled crowd was thrashing dangerously about, almost like a mosh pit, their yells and cheers competing with the deafening beat of the song

 

>you scanned through the throbbing mass of ponies, desperately trying to find your Milkpone, lest she end up getting hurt

 

>as you did though, you saw two random ponies on the dance floor, a mare and a stallion, doing a dance you hadn't seen before

>the mare was splayed out, her flanks in the air, her stallion's body planted over her back and her hooves gripped around her body

>however, you saw the stallion's hips thrust into the mare, while she let out a shuddering, lustful moan

 

>that wasn't a goddamn dance......he was....they were.....

 

>it was then you realized how out-of-control the club had gotten....

>as you stood there, gobsmacked, a pair of yellow legs and hooves suddenly planted over your shoulders, followed by a familiar giggle into your ear

 

>you spun around, finding yourself face to face with Milky reared up against your body

>she was no longer smiling

>rather, she was looking right into your eyes with a fierce, burning intentness that left you a bit unsettled

>she was pressing so hard into you that her bosoms mashed against your crotch, and you had to bear against her to stop her from toppling you over

 

>you try and shout over the noise of the club

 

Milky, this club is getting a little too intense! We should get out of....

 

>you're not sure if she heard you or not, but you were unable to finish your sentence as she suddenly silenced you with a forceful, wet kiss

 

>the sheer shock and surprise of it caused you to stumble backwards, and you toppled to the ground with Milky falling right on top of you

>she writhed against your body like a nightcrawler, not letting go of your body, her tongue forcing it's way against your as she kissed you

 

>you were seriously worried about getting trampled, but as you opened your eyes, you noticed that none of the other ponies were dancing

 

>no, at this point, through the roaring beat of the song, every single pony on the dance floor was getting sucked, kissed or fucked in one way or another....

 

>well anon, you really did it this time.....you just started a goddamn orgy

 

 

>your inhibitions melting away like the cider did to Milky's, and with strobe lights beaming all around the dim dance floor, you felt yourself no longer able to resist her

 

>she spun around on top of you, her face now in your crotch as she attacked your pants with her teeth

>you didn't have time to help her when she quite literally tore part of them away, scooting away your now tented boxers, and wrapping her mouth around your shaft

 

>the loud groan you emitted went unheard and unnoticed in the club, everyone else far too preoccupied

 

>right above you, Milky's hot, wet marehood was inches from your face, her bosoms pressed into your shoulders

>as Milky sucked you hard and unrelentingly, and unable to stop yourself, you grabbed her around the flanks, pulling her backside down toward your mouth

 

>as your tongue pressed into her pink love hole, you felt your shaft humming gently as Milky moaned while sucking you

 

>you attacked her clit, twirling circles around it with her mouth, feeling the ground shake almost pleasantly to the beat of the song

 

>you felt the upper portion of your shirt growing hot and wet, and you soon realized that, from the sheer sensations, Milky was starting to milk all over herself and you

 

>as little rivulets of milk ran off your clothes and onto the floor, you were torn between suckling her velvety, spurting breasts and continuing to caress her clit with your tongue...

>no, make her cum first.....

 

>flicking your tongue in and out of her, you started to feel Milky shaking like a leaf against your body....

 

>you wanted to make Milky cum first, but she sucked away away at you mercilessly

>with one of her front hooves, Milky put a gentle amount of pressure on your balls, just enough to send you over the edge

>oh god.....staph.....STAPH!!!

 

>your breath caught into your throat as you came, hard, into Milky's mouth

>she didn't miss a beat, gulping down your seed like the cider earlier...

>You caught your breath. Alright, your turn....

 

>you attacked Milky's clit with your tongue, more forcefully than ever, causing her to nearly spit out your dick in shock

>pressing a pair of fingers into her vulva, you pumped in and out as you fluttered your tongue against her

 

>no more than ten seconds later, over the music, you could barely make out a trilling scream as Milky came ferociously

>milk gushed uncontrollably into your shirt, her juices dribbled freely over your face and cheeks as she pressed her flanks into your face

>holy shit.....

 

>however, you saw something else....flashlights.....screams and yells of panic....something was wrong

 

>through the strobelights, you saw ponies locked in passionate embrace being pulled off one another, and soon, Milky was pulled off of you as well

>standing over you, a flashlight clipped to his uniform, was a police pony...

>fuck my life....

 

>the whole club was now swarming with cops, breaking everyone up

>as you laid there, your pants torn shamefully away, and covered in milk, Milky sat beside you, giggling as she stared at the clearly displeased police officer

 

>"Nswaer to drunk offishur, I'hm not Celeshtia!"

 

 

Epilogue

 

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>The next morning, you were behind Milky as she was bent over a toilet, holding her mane out of the way and rubbing her back as she barfed her guts out

>there was no denying it, she partied harder than she ever did in her entire life that night

>as she finished, she slumped back into your arms, and you carried her back to bed

 

>you laid her back on the bed, resting her head on a pillow, grabbing a glass of water sitting on the nightstand

>giving her a sip, and setting the glass down, you grabbed a couple other things from the nightstand: today's newspaper, and a police citation

 

>"I can never show my face in Ponyville ever again."

 

>you stroke Milky's mane, stopping occasionally to massage her forehead

 

Don't be so dramatic Milky, half the town must've gotten these last night, at least we didn't get arrested.

 

>you unfold the newspaper, and the front page read the following

 

>LEWD DJ'S DECADENCE EARNS HER A NIGHT IN PONYVILLE JAIL

 

>"Last night, local DJ Vinyl Scratch caused an uproar among the townspeople of Ponyville when it was discovered that her club was hiding such acts of debauchery and lewd behavior among all the patrons that they could not be printed in this article. Miss Scratch insisted that there was no 'organizing' on her part, and that the actions of her patrons were due to a mixture of cider and what she describes as her "hit new sound". Multiple ponies taken from the club commented on her music, though the Mayor has officially ordered the closing of Vinyl 99, calling it "a shameful blight on the town of Ponyville." Miss Scratch has no regrets, saying that while in jail, she has received several letters from sponsors in Canterlot, where she is already making plans to relocate."

 

>in a large picture on the front page, Vinyl was shown being hauled away from her club by two police officers, though she looked positively triumphant, holding her front hooves in the air and grinning victoriously

 

Well, at least she's happy. What about you though, Milky?

 

>Milky turned her head over at you

>"Hm?"

 

Didn't you have a good time?

 

>Milky stares at you in disbelief

 

>"I can't stop puking, and I'm being fined for public indecency. Do you THINK I had a good time?"

 

>ouch....

 

>you put a hand to your forehead

 

Look Milky, I'm sorry about everything, I should have never....

 

>Milky nudges you, smiling weakly

 

>"I guess it was pretty fun, all things considered. Thanks for taking me out, Anon....

 

>You ruffle her mane a bit. Even when hung over, she still got you.

 

No problem, Milky.

 

>As she laid there, you saw her put a hoof to her stomach. She looks up at you, her face pale

 

>"Um....*urp*...Anon?"

 

Yeah?

 

>"Can you take me to the *ulp* bathroom? I have to throw up again...*