Special "First Aid"

(Read: "Trottingham Track Field Festival" first)

> A day passed after the hurdling incident
> You are sitting with Milky, who is laying on her back against a tree
> Her bountiful jugs have healed up a bit, but you could still see a few blue streaks here and there
> She's laying on her back this time, so as to not let her poor pony-tits touch the ground
> You and her are enjoying the day, relaxing from yesterday's exciting event
> There is no discussion between you two, but after a while, Milky breaks the silence
> "Good job on the javelin, you did really well."
"Of course I did"
> The contest was laughably easy
> Poor pony bastards could only make about 5 meters
> Milky giggles, but groans slightly as her giggling shook her bruised mammaries around
> "I only wish I was as good as you on something at least, besides making milk, of course."
"Well I'm sure you're better at other things that I can't do."
> "Like what? I can't think of anything. You're like, supermare or something."
> Supermare? Who is that, Mare-do-well's partner?
"Honestly, I'm pretty mediocre when it comes to sports. I only aced yesterday because I've had a big advantage."
> "And what's that?"
> Quickly, you move your right hand and forcefully tickle Milky's belly
"These hands!"
> Milky gasps and thrashes around, trying to shuffle out as your fingers continue assaulting her stomach
> "Eeek! Hahah- stop tha-hahahaha!"


> Milky continues squirming around, giggling and trying whack your hands with her hooves
> "Anon, you-haha-know that if you-hahhohha- keep doing that you'll--"
> Without warning, her slightly injured teats started leaking again
> You've realized that many things could cause her to lactate. Slapping, tickling, running. All sorts
> Milk drops fly everywhere, soiling your hands and moistening her stomach
> The aroma became filled with sweet pony milk
> God you love that smell
> "Hahaha-owowowow!"
> Oh shit, you almost forgot she's still a little hurt from yesterday
> Her juggs are painfully slamming into each other
> You stop the tickle rape, allowing her to catch her breath
"Hehe, sorry about that."
> Silence

"..."

"...so, uh, you alright?"

> More silence

"Um....."

> Suddenly hoof bitchslap
> You recoil your head in pain
"Ouch! Dammit!"
> Milky gives you an angry look
> "I thought I told you to NOT do that anymore!"

"Come on, it was just for fun!"
> You cover your slapped cheek
> Hoof slaps are excruciatingly painful
> Milky settles her back against the tree again, looking over her teats
> She nudges them with her hoof
> "Ow...."
> You look over her as she winces with each touch, feeling a little remorse for your prank
> You place your hand gently over her left teat
> Milky immediately hunches over and tries shoving your hand away
> "Hey! Anymore funny business and I'll-"
"Shh"
> You interrupt her
"Sorry about that. Let me handle this, alright?"
> Milky gives you a skeptical look
> Very slowly, you curl your index and middle finger in and gently kneed her teat
> "Ah~h~hh..."
> You can't tell if that moan was of pleasure or pain
> Maybe both?
"Let me massage you down there. I'm sure the pain will let up soon."
> Milky still looks at you with an unsure face
> Come on, she still doesn't trust you?
> You hold up you free hand and wiggle you fingers
"See, that's a secret."
> "What?"
"We humans have a special skill in our hands. It is capable of holding amazing healing properties that can relieve any sort of pain"
> Milky widens her eyes
> "Wow.... really?
"Yeah, so come on. Relax and let me show you."
> Milky sulks the thought over, but finally lays her top half against the tree
> "....be gentle, ok"?


> You position yourself over her so that both your hands can reach her jiggly proportions
> Taking a teat with each hand, you lower your thumbs down to the underside, then gently begin to press and nudge in a circular pattern
> "Ahhh...."
> Milky moans again, and this time you're more sure that it's one of pleasure
"Liking it?"
> "Mmm... yeah."
> Skillfully, you work your top fingers over, making rhythmic patterns, each one drawing a gasp and moan from her
> Her wonderful milk bags feel very warm on your fingers
> It's similar to holding a warm soft bread that came out of the oven
> You notice she's lactating again
> The day you find something that doesn't cause her to lactate is the day you cut off your dick
> You're tempted to give her juggs a squeeze, but you're still somewhat worried that that might hurt her
> Little streams of milk from her nipples come down, soaking your hands with its sweet essence and filling the air with its scent again
> She doesn't seem to care
> Neither do you
> After a while, you reposition your hands, forming a C shape around them
> Using your thumbs, you flick each leaking nipple, sending white drops upwards
> Milky lets out a large gasp, and jolts her body upwards from the unexpected tease
> "Aaa~aahh! Anon! W-what are you doing?!"
> You give her a smile
"I said relax, sweetheart. I know what I'm doing."

> You continue flicking, making her nipples bob around, shooting little drips everywhere
> Milky is slightly squirming, and she seems to be holding her moans back
> You continue at this for a while, drawing circles around her brown nipples as you flick them on and on, each flick making her hips thrust forward slightly
> After a bit, you see her nipples finally stand erect and aroused, still leaking
> Grinning, you move your index fingers with your thumbs and gently tug each nipple upwards
> "Haa~Aaaa!"
> After suppressing many moans, she finally lets one out
> Her pleasurable voice slightly turns you on, but you push your own desire away for now
> Again in a pattern, you give each erect nipple a tug one by one, letting one go down while tugging the other forward, and switching them
> Every now and then a tug will let out a small squirt
> This time Milky is letting out larger moans
> "Aa~aa~aah... Anon, d-don't stop...."
> Of course you won't
> This time, you hold both nipples again and, very gently, twist them
> Milky's eyes widen, and she lets out another groan
> "Ooo~ooh!"
> Fuck, that's hot
> Your boner seems to agree
> Then, summoning some courage, you take both your hands and give each jiggly bag a squeeze
> Her very erect nipples, standing out even more as you squeeze her juggs, gushes out more milk, getting some in your face
> Milky gasps again, then moans some more
> You're a little relieved that she doesn't feel pain anymore
> Wait, of course she doesn't
> You have special human fingers that heal

> Milky is sweating now, very aroused from the massage you're giving
> "Ooh, this is amazing."
> You respond with more nipple twisting, drawing out another stream of milk as you do so
> Her nipples stand out wonderfully in her large jiggly mass, gushing out milk as you massage them about
> Seeing all the milk go to waste like that, you decide to move your head down to her jiggling bosoms
> "Ahh.... huh? A-anon? *GASP*"
> Her milk has a sweet, strawberry-like taste as it hits your tongue, and you gently suck out some from her right teat
> Milky places her hooves on you head as she nurses you, still moaning
> "Mmm, yes. Let Mama Milky give you some nice, nutritious milk..."
> You continue gulping more in, feeling her largely erect nipple clash into your tongue
> You circle her nipple around, catching more milk, and making her groan
> After a while, she pulls your head out and puts your face against her other nipple
> "Poor baby Anon need lots of milk to be strong! Here, let mommy give you some more."
> You oblige, and let her other erect nipple go in your mouth
> You circle and nudge it around your cheeks, and even tugging it a little with your teeth
> You go at this for a while, enjoying hearing her pleasured moans


> Milky is panting by now, and is applying more pressure to your head
> Seeing this, you take your other hand and begin squeezing and twisting her free nipple again
> Milky gasps, and moans even louder than before
> "Yes, oh yes, that's it! Keep going, oooh, keep going!"
> Milk is thrashing everywhere from outside and a lot gushing in your mouth, trying your best to swallow as much as you can
> Finally, Milky spasms and lets out a wobbly moan
> Jackpot
> Her body continues convulsing and her milk is poured into your throat
> After a while, she calms down and lets out a satisfied sigh
> You pull yourself out and let her recover from her orgasm
> You belly feels really full from the milk, but you're happy that you relieved her of her pain
> And you got her off, too

> You lay down beside her, still sweating and panting
"So, how was that?"
> Milky giggles and smiles weakly at you
> "That was amazing..."
"I'm glad you think so, but..."
> You nudge downwards at your boner
"I have my own "problems" too. Mind fixing it?"
> Milky looks down, then back up to you
> "Hmm, maybe at my place, but let me rest now"
> The whole area is filled with the rich scent of milk musk and both you and Milky are practically soaked with her sweet liquid
> Milky places her arms around your torso, burying her face in your chest
> "...it doesn't hurt anymore. Thanks Anon"
"No problem"
> You stroke her mane as she continues laying on you.
> "Hey, I forgot to ask. How did I do yesterday?"
"Hm?"
> She looks up to you
> "The hurdles! I think I did well, even though I kinda hurt myself. Did you think so?"
> There was a silence, then you laugh
"Are you kidding me? You fucked up bad!"
> She didn't even make to the finish line
> You laugh more at the idea
"Jesus, I mean I admire your determination, but you jumped like an idiot. Your giant tits kept hitting the hurdles and you were running like you have sandy bags tied to your hooves. You should probably just do something more safe like chess or-"

> Another pony bitchslap
> Fuck that hurts