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This story originally written for [iconname]Crysalia[/iconname] 's naughty FA page.","description_bbcode_parsed":"Trying my hand at writing for the first time in a long while. This story originally written for \r\n\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t\r\n\t\t\t\t\t\t
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As the first drop of white fluid was drawn from her nipple, Mightmare recalled how she'd wound up in this mess in the first place...\n\n~\n\nTwelve hours earlier, Crysalia the sweet and mild-mannered mare was checking her reflection in the hallway mirror, making sure she'd nailed the right look for the part she was about to play. Her hooves meant that high heels were out of the question, so she'd compensated by making the skirt of her pinstripe business suit very short, and the unbuttoned cleavage expansive. She'd braided her hair into a lovely ponytail and put on thick horn-rimmed glasses, but it was probably unnecessary. In this outfit she needn't worry about anyone recognising her, as few would probably bother to focus on her face.\n\tThe superheroine Mightmare had been tracking a string of disappearances for several weeks now. All the kidnapped victims had a few things in common: High profiles, healthy figures, and large breasts. Mightmare's research led her to believe that the Dee Cup modelling agency would most likely be the location of the next kidnapping, and since the disappearances happened during the daytime it would be difficult for a black-clad vigilante to stake out the place. This was definitely a job better suited for Crysalia the meek intern. All she had to do was figure out which model was going to get kidnapped, somehow get a tracking device onto their body, and then change back to Mightmare before confronting the serial-kidnapper in their evil lair. How hard could that be?\n\tVery hard, as it turned out. The lovely mare intern wound up spending half the day getting bossed around and ordered to perform menial tasks for one stuck-up model after another. She was about to walk out of the office and try a different plan until suddenly she saw a vision of heavenly beauty step out of the nearby changing room and wave to her. It was Rochelle Chestnut!! Fluffy Tail magazine's top pick for most luxurious tail in the world!! The tall red-haired squirrel's tail was bigger than her entire upper body and looked so amazingly soft and cuddly that Crys had to restrain herself from sprinting over and giving it a tight embrace. Oh, and come to think of it, Rochelle's breasts were pretty impressive too. Which absolutely meant that getting close to that tail was necessary in order to protect her from a possible kidnapping - and if putting a tracker on the squirrel meant accidentally brushing against her tail, well, that was a risk Crysalia had to take!\n\t\"Oh! You're the new intern, right?\" Rochelle asked in a huffy voice. \"Could you please help me? My hairdresser is late and I need to get ready for the coctail dress showcase. All you need to do is fluff and brush my tail a little, please!?\"\n\t\"Marry me!\" Crysalia exclaimed.\n\t\"What?\"\n\t\"I said Mary! Uh, is me! I'm Mary, the intern, and I would love to help you!\"\n\tMoments later Crys was on cloud nine, with her hands all over the fluffy squirrel tail inside the dressing room. Rochelle was quick to praise the mare's talented fingers, and indeed there was a lot of hairdressing and tail cuddling experience coming to use. The squirrel gal had seldom had her sensitive tail so sensually caressed, and she soon reacted by putting her hand on Crysalia's thigh.\n\t\"Mmmmmmmm...my usual hairdresser never touches me like that. It's putting me in the mood to repay the favour mmmmmmm...\"\n\tCrysalia was shocked to see her tail-crush turn around and give her a flirtatious wink. Rochelle leaned towards her with a dominating air until their lips were inches apart and then-\n\tA rude knock on the door completely spoiled the mood. A slender siamese cat in a tight cheongsam dress burst into the room without even waiting for a response. The cat frowned when she saw that Rochelle wasn't alone.\n\t\"Who the hell are you?\" Rochelle asked, annoyed at the interruption.\n\t\"I am miss Ai Jiang. The replacement hairdresser.\"\n\t\"Replacement? Well you've been replaced. Take a hike!\"\n\tThe siamese cat hesitated. This wasn't going according to her expectations. After all the trouble she'd gone to of drugging the regular hairdresser and hiding her slumbering body in the maintenance room, it was really inconsiderate of some nobody to steal Ai's opportunity for private time with the busty model. The feline looked at the blushing mare again. The horse gal was quite well endowed herself. Maybe this plan wasn't such a bust after all.\n\t\"Actually,\" Ai began, reaching into her dress for something, \"I'm not just the hairdresser. I'm also a trained optometrist. Let me give you both an eye exam.\"\n\tRochelle lost her temper. \"If you don't get out of here right now I'm calling security!\" she threatened.\n\tAi Jiang flourished a doctor's mirror headband with a strange swirly pattern on the multi-coloured mirror surface. \"Just relax,\" she said. \"Relax and look at me...\"\n\t\"SECURITY-! SECU... Wooooooow...that's pretty...\" Rochelle said, getting drowsy.\n\tCrysalia realized that something suspicious was going on. She quickly looked away from the mirror, or rather she tried to...but it looked so pretty, and the swirly colours made her feel so relaxed and at ease about everything.\n\t\"Now that I have your attention,\" Ai Jiang said, \"let's talk about your breasts. Your delicious full breasts of nourishing milk. Aren't you proud of them? You should be. But there's something missing. Your breasts need a treatment you simply can't provide on your own. Milking! Think about it. Doesn't the thought of it excite you? To be able to share your bounty with the needing is a lifelong dream for you. You can feel the pressure growing within you, the urge to be milked. You want it. You need it. And you can have that experience. You can have all your milky dreams come true. All you need to do is disguise yourself, sneak away when no one is looking, and then come to the abandoned dairy factory in the abandoned warehouse district. There you'll get everything you want, everything you need, but only as long as you make sure no one knows where you've gone, and no one is following.\"\n\tThe siamese cat licked her lips as she watched the hypnotised pair absorb her instructions.\n\t\"And now the standard disclaimer: You will not remember me. You will not remember this conversation. You will act completely normal until you're away from any witnesses. You will shower before heading to my evil lair, and make sure to thoroughly scrub underneath your breasts. Oh, and just for fun, go ahead and make out until I've left. See you soon!\"\n\tAll that made sound logical sense, so Rochelle and Crysalia wrapped their arms around each other and started kissing passionately until well after Ai Jiang had fled the scene. Eventually Rochelle extracted her tongue from Crys's mouth and excused herself, saying she had something important to take care of. Crysalia realized that she also had something important she had to take care of and made a hasty exit from the Dee Cup modelling agency. While nonchalantly walking away at a quick pace Crysalia couldn't help caressing her breasts whenever she thought nobody was looking - they were feeling really strange, and she had a growing urge at the back of her mind to do something, but what?\n\tCrysalia was all the way back home when she realized that she'd forgotten to put a tracking device on Rochelle. In fact, she couldn't exactly remember what had happened. There was a lot of tail cuddling and then suddenly they were making out. Come to think of it, that probably explained why she'd been too distracted to remember the tracker.\n\tThe mare in the sexy business suit went into her kitchen to pour herself a glass of milk. She put a glass on the table and tipped the carton, and was suddenly mesmerised by the sight of the milk flowing into the glass. The strange feeling inside of her grew even stronger and she couldn't stop her hands from grasping her breasts tightly as she pressed her thighs together and bit her lower lip. She neither noticed nor cared that the milk carton fell over, splashing milk onto the table and across the floor.\n\t\"M-must...must get MILKED!!!\" she exclaimed, finally able to articulate the intense need that had been surging through her since she left Rochelle's dressing room.\n\tShe rushed to the door, but paused with her hand on the handle.\n\t\"No I need a disguise. Can't let anyone follow me.\"\n\tFortunately she had the perfect disguise on hand.\n\n~\n\nThe siamese kitty put on her hypnotic mirror headband, a pair of thick sinister glasses, and buttoned a short-sleeved lab coat over her cheongsam dress. Doctor Lactose was ready to begin tonight's treatment; curing two more busty damsels of their chronic milk surplus.\n\tThe villainous feline got comfy in the sinister master control room of her evil lair. She had cameras monitoring every possible entrance into the dairy factory, ready to alert her the instant Rochelle Chestnut or that mare hairdresser showed up. So she wouldn't get bored while she waited, Dr. Lactose also had a second row of monitors set to display the ongoing milking process of all her previously captured ladies.\n\t\"我喜歡我的工作\" Dr. Lactose said to herself with a wicked smile.\n\tShe wondered if anyone would ever appreciate the effort she'd put into synchronising all the milking pumps with a 0.5 second difference so that on the row of monitors it looked like the arranged breasts were doing the wave.\n\tAnother hour passed quickly. Dr. Lactose wondered if she would have time to leave her chair to refill her milk bowl before the new additions arrived. That question got answered immediatelly when the rooftop camera feed sounded its alarm. The doctor was surprised. Nobody had ever tried to get in that way before, and why would they when all the main entrances were unlocked and welcoming of new arrivals? But the sight of a black latex cape shining in the moonlight explained it all: It was a superhero!\n\tOr rather a superheroine. Those steel-hooved boots! That black latex leotard with the zipper drawn down just enough to give a spectacular pair of breasts plenty of air! That hooded cape! That tiny mask concealing her piercing brown eyes! That hair! That tail!\n\t\"Mightmare!\" Dr. Lactose shouted. \"How did she find me? She'll ruin everything!\"\n\tOn the big monitor with the alarm lights flashing she could see Mightmare take a leap and then gracefully smash through the skylights with her cape folded around her to protect from the glass. She then performed an impressive summersault in mid-air before disappearing out of view of the camera feed. Dr. Lactose turned her head quickly to catch Mightmare's kickass landing with her cape spread around her like a wraith in the night. The superheroine looked around the entrance hall only briefly before spotting the big door labelled \"Milking chamber\" and boldly striding towards it.\n\tPanicking, Dr. Lactose activated all of her defences. Laser cannons emerged from the walls, trapdoors opened up beneath the superheroine, and adorable Hello Kitty-shaped robot drones emerged to bring her down. But nothing worked! Mightmare dodged the lasers, leapt over the pits, and sent the robots toppling over into every trap intended for her.\n\tRealizing that Mightmare was going to reach the milking chamber and set free her entire collection of milk cows, Dr. Lactose opted for her final resort. She dashed out of the control room with non-supervillainous grace, slid down a maintenance ladder, and sprinted into the milking chamber from the side entrance, arriving just in time to meet Mightmare as she burst through the door.\n\tAt this point things might have turned out very differently if Dr. Lactose hadn't been so panicked and out of breath from her impromptu exercise session. She might, for example, have noticed that Mightmare was sweating profusely and eyeing the milking equipment with an expression of deep longing. She might have realized that the mare standing before her was already hypnotised into being a willing milk cow, and she might then have put two and two together, realizing Mightmare's secret identity (though she never bothered to ask her name). Fortunately, Dr. Lactose instead turned her hypnotising mirror on the superheroine right away, causing the latex-clad beauty to slow to a halt.\n\t\"Nice try, Mightmare, but not even you are immune to the power of milky science!\" Dr. Lactose shouted triumphantly as the mare relaxed her stance. \"I don't know how you tracked me down, but your efforts were for nothing! Now thanks to you I'll not only get the famous model Rochelle Chestnut and her no-name hairdresser, but I'll also get to add YOU to my collection. You want to be milked, don't you Mightmare?\"\n\t\"Yes!\" Mightmare replied with sincerity.\n\t\"Uh, yes! Yes of course you do!\" Dr. Lactose said, raising her eye brows. The hypnosis didn't usually take effect so quickly, but she wasn't in a position to complain. \"So take off your cape and your leotard.\"\n\tThe heroine obediently slipped off her cape, and then grasped the zipper of her latex costume. Even over the noise of the milking pumps in the big room, the sound of the zipper gliding all the way down to between Mightmare's legs could be heard. Dr. Lactose certainly appreciated the strip show, staring hungrily at those heavy white-furred breasts and their excited pink nipples. The villainous doctor did not focus on Mightmare's spectacular butt, however, as she wasn't much of an ass person.\n\t\"See those stocks?\" Dr. Lactose asked, gesturing towards an unoccupied milking stall. \"That's for you. Get into place and the milking will begin.\"\n\tThe hypnotised heroine obediently walked over to the open stocks and leaned forward, fitting her waist and wrists into the grooves. The siamese cat then shut the stocks tight and locked them, putting Mightmare in a very exposed position, standing up straight and leaning 90 degrees forward with her breasts hanging freely. Dr. Lactose grabbed those undefended mammaries and with expert skill applied the suction cup ends of the milking tubes onto Mightmare's nipples.\n\t\"You know,\" Dr. Lactose said with a toothy smile, \"it's just not as much fun to milk a famous superheroine without getting to see her honest and natural reactions. So just this once, I think I'll make an exception.\"\n\tShe leaned in close and gave Mightmare another look at the hypnotising mirror, then snapped her fingers and ordered the heroine to \"You can stop being hypnotised now. Wake up and smell the lactose.\"\n\tMightmare blinked.\n\t\"Wh-what!? Where am I? What is this!?\" she said, struggling in the metal stocks and causing the milk pumps stuck on her breasts to jiggle wildly.\n\t\"Muahahahahahahaha!! I am Doctor Lactose and you have the prestiguous honour of being the first superheroine added to my milk cow collection! Heheheh, I think I'll let you keep your cute little mask until I've found a buyer willing to hand over a few millions for Mightmare's genuine superheroine costume. But for now, let me show you your new permanent work uniform.\"\n\tDr. Lactose reached inside her lab coat and drew out a cowbell collar. With great ceremony she fastened the collar around Mightmare's neck, then stepped back and took several pictures of the captive heoine with her cell phone.\n\t\"Sorry, just getting ahead on next week's Supervillain Show-And-Tell convention. Captain Bulldozer will be green with envy when he sees these hot pix.\"\n\t\"You won't get away with this!\" Mightmare predicted.\n\t\"Muahahahahaha!! Oooh that's a good line. Say it again once I shove this vibrator up your love canal, and I'll record it for my ring tone!\"\n\t\"What vibrato----ooooaaaghohoh!!\" was Mightmare's response to Dr. Lactose doing exactly what she said she would. Fortunately all the hypnotic arousal Mightmare had recently endured had made her pussy very well lubricated.\n\tMightmare was in big trouble now.\n\n~\n\nThe flow of milk started as a trickle but turned into a spray once Dr. Lactose's insidious vibrator increased its tempo to match the alternating pumping suction of the milking machine. Mightmare could do nothing but cry out in a mixture of pleasure and agony as her bountiful breasts were drained.\n\tMilk surged through the clear tubes before being deposited into a huge glass container stationed in front of Mightmare. The struggling superheroine got a clear view of how much milk was being drawn from her as it gradually started to fill up. Dr. Lactose rubbed up against the milk container like a hungry kitty rubbing up against the legs of their owner.\n\t\"Mmmmmmmmm...\" she purred. \"So much milk! The other milk cows would have run out by now, but not you! I may not even bother with more kidnappings now that I've got you here.\"\n\tMightmare let out a moaning whinny in response.\n\t\"I guess the only thing left to do is hypnotise you again into docile obedience,\" said Dr. Lactose with her thick glasses catching the light at an angle that made them look opaque and scary. \"Can't have that pesky free will giving you any ideas about escaping or ruining my plans.\"\n\tThe milked mare couldn't manage to look away as Dr. Lactose aimed her hypnotic mirror into her lovely brown eyes. But before the villain could utter any commands an alarm went off.\n\t\"Drat!\" Dr. Lactose mildly swore. \"That must be Rochelle Chestnut and what's-her-face! Well, they can wait. My defences can take care of them while I finish hypnotising you- No, double-drat!! You broke all my defences!! Grrrrrr! Just...just wait here! I'll be back soon!\"\n\tThe mad doctor ran off, leaving Mightmare trapped in the overactive milking device. Her mighty breasts were still giving more than the machine was designed to handle, so milk had started to spill out around the suction cups and drip onto the floor.\n\t\"Nnnnnnnngh-! Feels soooooo goooooood\" Mightmare said between gasps. \n\tThe thought of recieving this kind of treatment every day was actually a little tempting, but the heroine's conscience reminded her that she had to save the sexy squirrel tail and all the other busty ladies captured by Dr. Lactose.\n\tThere was still one chance. Mightmare's famous magic golden rope was still attached to the belt around her latex leotard. She could see the golden shine among the pile of clothing she'd dropped during the doctor's hypnotic strip show. The magic rope could tie up anything, bind any villain, and was completely unbreakable. The only problem was that rope would only respond to her sub-conscious desires, which made it completely useless against any foe smart or naughty enough to turn Mightmare's mighty libido against her. There was no way she'd be able to get the rope to help her unless she managed to get that vibrator out of her pussy.\n\tWell, whatever else she was, she was still a horse, and her legs weren't bound. Mightmare gritted her teeth and bucked wildly, kicking hard and fast. Her steel hooves hit the back wall with enough force to cause cracks in the plaster. She kicked again and again, harder and harder, causing the vibrator to shift within her and press even tighter against her most potent erogenous zones. At the same time the increased milk flow seeping out around the suction cups was causing them to lose their grip on her breasts. With one last mighty excertion of energy Mightmare whinnied loudly and climaxed so powerfully the vibrator was sent flying and the suction cups were blown off by a fountain of milk.\n\tThere were cracks in the floor, holes in the wall and puddles of milk everywhere by the time Mightmare finally got time to catch her breath. With the overpowering stimulation finally gone, she concentrated on calling out to her magic rope.\n\tThe golden rope stirred. The frayed end of it popped up and looked around like a puppy, then went flying through the air, sumersaulted towards the metal stocks and tightened around the padlock securing the stocks. With a loud snap the golden rope crushed the padlock like a paper cup.\n\tMightmare lifted the stocks and stretched her legs. She rubbed her sore nipples, which were still dripping milk.\n\n~\n\nRochelle Chestnut entered the milking chamber at a relaxed walking pace. Behind the hypnotised squirrel model Dr. Lactose followed with smug satisfaction.\n\t\"Sorry Mightmare,\" she said. \"You'll have to wait a little longer for the company of your fellow mare, but here's Rochelle Chest- WHERE DID YOU GO!?\"\n\tMightmare's abandoned milking stall sent shivers down the evil siamese cat's spine. Her shoe bumped into something. She looked down to see the cowbell collar lying abandoned on the floor.\n\tA gloved hand reached down from the ceiling and grabbed the hypnotic mirror headband off Dr. Lactose. With the doctor's main advantage removed, Mightmare let go of her golden rope and dropped down in front of the naughty cat.\n\tDr. Lactose flinched back in terror. Mightmare was fully dressed in her superhero costume, and apart from a few wet stains at nipple-height, you'd never guess she was a captive milk cow a minute ago. The tall mare held the mirror at arm's length. Dr. Lactose unwisely decided to run up and try to grab the mirror, only to get tackled to the floor in an instant. Mightmare sat down on top of the siamese cat, pinning her down.\n\t\"You're a very bad kitty cat,\" said Mightmare. \"But you're going to get the opportunity to make everything right again.\"\n\t\"Grrrrrrrr!\" Dr. Lactose growled.\n\tMightmare put on the mirror headband. The first thing she did was get Rochelle's attention and tell her to stop being hypnotised, which resulted in exactly that. Dr. Lactose had designed her hypnotic weapon very well, but she probably shouldn't have made it quite so user friendly.\n\t\"Now for the doctor's orders,\" said Mightmare, lifting up Dr. Lactose by the collar of her lab coat. \"You're going to relase everyone you've captured. You're going to un-hypnotise them back to normal. And then you're going to wait her like a nice polite kitty for the police. Okay?\"\n\t\"I...will...not...grrrrrrrr...dis...obey!\" Dr. Lactose said through gritted teeth.\n\n~\n\nAnd that was that. The hypnotised mad doctor obediently released all of her captive milk cows and helped get rid of their hypnotic suggestions. Conveniently, it turned out that since all the other captives in the milking chamber had been so effectively mind-controlled, none of them remembered seeing Mightmare defeated and milked. As far as they all knew, the amazing superheroine had arrived and effortlessly defeated Dr. Lactose, saving the day.\n\tMightmare left Dr. Lactose behind after calling the police so she could focus on escorting all of the kidnapped ladies home.\n\tWith the police minutes away, Dr. Lactose sat patiently on the floor and waited. She didn't even respond to the sound of high heels approaching, or look up when a siamese cat in a tight cheongsam dress stood before her.\n\t\"Don't worry, sister\" said Ai Jiang. \"I'll get you home safe.\"\n\tAi managed to get her twin sister on her feet and lead her to a secret escape route. She wasn't too upset about Mightmare's victory. Even though the siamese twins had lost all their milk cows they still had the stockpile of stolen milk, including Mightmare's own.\n\tNext time it would be Ai Jiang's turn to be Doctor Lactose and Mei Jiang's turn to be the innocent civilian. Mightmare wouldn't get the better of them next time!\n\nEND.","writing_bbcode_parsed":"Mightmare was in big trouble now. Stripped down to her boots, gloves and tiny identity-concealing mask - at the mercy of the milk-obsessed feline villainess Dr. Lactose. Strong as a horse, though she was, Mightmare could not hope to break her bonds unaided. All she could do was try to remain defiant in the face of the mad doctor's machinery.
\tWith villainous glee, Dr. Lactose flipped the switch beside her, causing the suction cups attached to Mightmare's breasts to start excerting tremendous pressure on her poor nipples. The heroine could feel her body start to betray her as the vibrator lodged in her pussy increased its intensity in time with the suction. Within seconds her milk would start to flow, and by then there'd be no way to stop it. As the first drop of white fluid was drawn from her nipple, Mightmare recalled how she'd wound up in this mess in the first place...

~

Twelve hours earlier, Crysalia the sweet and mild-mannered mare was checking her reflection in the hallway mirror, making sure she'd nailed the right look for the part she was about to play. Her hooves meant that high heels were out of the question, so she'd compensated by making the skirt of her pinstripe business suit very short, and the unbuttoned cleavage expansive. She'd braided her hair into a lovely ponytail and put on thick horn-rimmed glasses, but it was probably unnecessary. In this outfit she needn't worry about anyone recognising her, as few would probably bother to focus on her face.
\tThe superheroine Mightmare had been tracking a string of disappearances for several weeks now. All the kidnapped victims had a few things in common: High profiles, healthy figures, and large breasts. Mightmare's research led her to believe that the Dee Cup modelling agency would most likely be the location of the next kidnapping, and since the disappearances happened during the daytime it would be difficult for a black-clad vigilante to stake out the place. This was definitely a job better suited for Crysalia the meek intern. All she had to do was figure out which model was going to get kidnapped, somehow get a tracking device onto their body, and then change back to Mightmare before confronting the serial-kidnapper in their evil lair. How hard could that be?
\tVery hard, as it turned out. The lovely mare intern wound up spending half the day getting bossed around and ordered to perform menial tasks for one stuck-up model after another. She was about to walk out of the office and try a different plan until suddenly she saw a vision of heavenly beauty step out of the nearby changing room and wave to her. It was Rochelle Chestnut!! Fluffy Tail magazine's top pick for most luxurious tail in the world!! The tall red-haired squirrel's tail was bigger than her entire upper body and looked so amazingly soft and cuddly that Crys had to restrain herself from sprinting over and giving it a tight embrace. Oh, and come to think of it, Rochelle's breasts were pretty impressive too. Which absolutely meant that getting close to that tail was necessary in order to protect her from a possible kidnapping - and if putting a tracker on the squirrel meant accidentally brushing against her tail, well, that was a risk Crysalia had to take!
\t"Oh! You're the new intern, right?" Rochelle asked in a huffy voice. "Could you please help me? My hairdresser is late and I need to get ready for the coctail dress showcase. All you need to do is fluff and brush my tail a little, please!?"
\t"Marry me!" Crysalia exclaimed.
\t"What?"
\t"I said Mary! Uh, is me! I'm Mary, the intern, and I would love to help you!"
\tMoments later Crys was on cloud nine, with her hands all over the fluffy squirrel tail inside the dressing room. Rochelle was quick to praise the mare's talented fingers, and indeed there was a lot of hairdressing and tail cuddling experience coming to use. The squirrel gal had seldom had her sensitive tail so sensually caressed, and she soon reacted by putting her hand on Crysalia's thigh.
\t"Mmmmmmmm...my usual hairdresser never touches me like that. It's putting me in the mood to repay the favour mmmmmmm..."
\tCrysalia was shocked to see her tail-crush turn around and give her a flirtatious wink. Rochelle leaned towards her with a dominating air until their lips were inches apart and then-
\tA rude knock on the door completely spoiled the mood. A slender siamese cat in a tight cheongsam dress burst into the room without even waiting for a response. The cat frowned when she saw that Rochelle wasn't alone.
\t"Who the hell are you?" Rochelle asked, annoyed at the interruption.
\t"I am miss Ai Jiang. The replacement hairdresser."
\t"Replacement? Well you've been replaced. Take a hike!"
\tThe siamese cat hesitated. This wasn't going according to her expectations. After all the trouble she'd gone to of drugging the regular hairdresser and hiding her slumbering body in the maintenance room, it was really inconsiderate of some nobody to steal Ai's opportunity for private time with the busty model. The feline looked at the blushing mare again. The horse gal was quite well endowed herself. Maybe this plan wasn't such a bust after all.
\t"Actually," Ai began, reaching into her dress for something, "I'm not just the hairdresser. I'm also a trained optometrist. Let me give you both an eye exam."
\tRochelle lost her temper. "If you don't get out of here right now I'm calling security!" she threatened.
\tAi Jiang flourished a doctor's mirror headband with a strange swirly pattern on the multi-coloured mirror surface. "Just relax," she said. "Relax and look at me..."
\t"SECURITY-! SECU... Wooooooow...that's pretty..." Rochelle said, getting drowsy.
\tCrysalia realized that something suspicious was going on. She quickly looked away from the mirror, or rather she tried to...but it looked so pretty, and the swirly colours made her feel so relaxed and at ease about everything.
\t"Now that I have your attention," Ai Jiang said, "let's talk about your breasts. Your delicious full breasts of nourishing milk. Aren't you proud of them? You should be. But there's something missing. Your breasts need a treatment you simply can't provide on your own. Milking! Think about it. Doesn't the thought of it excite you? To be able to share your bounty with the needing is a lifelong dream for you. You can feel the pressure growing within you, the urge to be milked. You want it. You need it. And you can have that experience. You can have all your milky dreams come true. All you need to do is disguise yourself, sneak away when no one is looking, and then come to the abandoned dairy factory in the abandoned warehouse district. There you'll get everything you want, everything you need, but only as long as you make sure no one knows where you've gone, and no one is following."
\tThe siamese cat licked her lips as she watched the hypnotised pair absorb her instructions.
\t"And now the standard disclaimer: You will not remember me. You will not remember this conversation. You will act completely normal until you're away from any witnesses. You will shower before heading to my evil lair, and make sure to thoroughly scrub underneath your breasts. Oh, and just for fun, go ahead and make out until I've left. See you soon!"
\tAll that made sound logical sense, so Rochelle and Crysalia wrapped their arms around each other and started kissing passionately until well after Ai Jiang had fled the scene. Eventually Rochelle extracted her tongue from Crys's mouth and excused herself, saying she had something important to take care of. Crysalia realized that she also had something important she had to take care of and made a hasty exit from the Dee Cup modelling agency. While nonchalantly walking away at a quick pace Crysalia couldn't help caressing her breasts whenever she thought nobody was looking - they were feeling really strange, and she had a growing urge at the back of her mind to do something, but what?
\tCrysalia was all the way back home when she realized that she'd forgotten to put a tracking device on Rochelle. In fact, she couldn't exactly remember what had happened. There was a lot of tail cuddling and then suddenly they were making out. Come to think of it, that probably explained why she'd been too distracted to remember the tracker.
\tThe mare in the sexy business suit went into her kitchen to pour herself a glass of milk. She put a glass on the table and tipped the carton, and was suddenly mesmerised by the sight of the milk flowing into the glass. The strange feeling inside of her grew even stronger and she couldn't stop her hands from grasping her breasts tightly as she pressed her thighs together and bit her lower lip. She neither noticed nor cared that the milk carton fell over, splashing milk onto the table and across the floor.
\t"M-must...must get MILKED!!!" she exclaimed, finally able to articulate the intense need that had been surging through her since she left Rochelle's dressing room.
\tShe rushed to the door, but paused with her hand on the handle.
\t"No I need a disguise. Can't let anyone follow me."
\tFortunately she had the perfect disguise on hand.

~

The siamese kitty put on her hypnotic mirror headband, a pair of thick sinister glasses, and buttoned a short-sleeved lab coat over her cheongsam dress. Doctor Lactose was ready to begin tonight's treatment; curing two more busty damsels of their chronic milk surplus.
\tThe villainous feline got comfy in the sinister master control room of her evil lair. She had cameras monitoring every possible entrance into the dairy factory, ready to alert her the instant Rochelle Chestnut or that mare hairdresser showed up. So she wouldn't get bored while she waited, Dr. Lactose also had a second row of monitors set to display the ongoing milking process of all her previously captured ladies.
\t"我喜歡我的工作" Dr. Lactose said to herself with a wicked smile.
\tShe wondered if anyone would ever appreciate the effort she'd put into synchronising all the milking pumps with a 0.5 second difference so that on the row of monitors it looked like the arranged breasts were doing the wave.
\tAnother hour passed quickly. Dr. Lactose wondered if she would have time to leave her chair to refill her milk bowl before the new additions arrived. That question got answered immediatelly when the rooftop camera feed sounded its alarm. The doctor was surprised. Nobody had ever tried to get in that way before, and why would they when all the main entrances were unlocked and welcoming of new arrivals? But the sight of a black latex cape shining in the moonlight explained it all: It was a superhero!
\tOr rather a superheroine.  Those steel-hooved boots! That black latex leotard with the zipper drawn down just enough to give a spectacular pair of breasts plenty of air! That hooded cape! That tiny mask concealing her piercing brown eyes! That hair! That tail!
\t"Mightmare!" Dr. Lactose shouted. "How did she find me? She'll ruin everything!"
\tOn the big monitor with the alarm lights flashing she could see Mightmare take a leap and then gracefully smash through the skylights with her cape folded around her to protect from the glass. She then performed an impressive summersault in mid-air before disappearing out of view of the camera feed. Dr. Lactose turned her head quickly to catch Mightmare's kickass landing with her cape spread around her like a wraith in the night. The superheroine looked around the entrance hall only briefly before spotting the big door labelled "Milking chamber" and boldly striding towards it.
\tPanicking, Dr. Lactose activated all of her defences. Laser cannons emerged from the walls, trapdoors opened up beneath the superheroine, and adorable Hello Kitty-shaped robot drones emerged to bring her down. But nothing worked! Mightmare dodged the lasers, leapt over the pits, and sent the robots toppling over into every trap intended for her.
\tRealizing that Mightmare was going to reach the milking chamber and set free her entire collection of milk cows, Dr. Lactose opted for her final resort. She dashed out of the control room with non-supervillainous grace, slid down a maintenance ladder, and sprinted into the milking chamber from the side entrance, arriving just in time to meet Mightmare as she burst through the door.
\tAt this point things might have turned out very differently if Dr. Lactose hadn't been so panicked and out of breath from her impromptu exercise session. She might, for example, have noticed that Mightmare was sweating profusely and eyeing the milking equipment with an expression of deep longing. She might have realized that the mare standing before her was already hypnotised into being a willing milk cow, and she might then have put two and two together, realizing Mightmare's secret identity (though she never bothered to ask her name). Fortunately, Dr. Lactose instead turned her hypnotising mirror on the superheroine right away, causing the latex-clad beauty to slow to a halt.
\t"Nice try, Mightmare, but not even you are immune to the power of milky science!" Dr. Lactose shouted triumphantly as the mare relaxed her stance. "I don't know how you tracked me down, but your efforts were for nothing! Now thanks to you I'll not only get the famous model Rochelle Chestnut and her no-name hairdresser, but I'll also get to add YOU to my collection. You want to be milked, don't you Mightmare?"
\t"Yes!" Mightmare replied with sincerity.
\t"Uh, yes! Yes of course you do!" Dr. Lactose said, raising her eye brows. The hypnosis didn't usually take effect so quickly, but she wasn't in a position to complain. "So take off your cape and your leotard."
\tThe heroine obediently slipped off her cape, and then grasped the zipper of her latex costume. Even over the noise of the milking pumps in the big room, the sound of the zipper gliding all the way down to between Mightmare's legs could be heard. Dr. Lactose certainly appreciated the strip show, staring hungrily at those heavy white-furred breasts and their excited pink nipples. The villainous doctor did not focus on Mightmare's spectacular butt, however, as she wasn't much of an ass person.
\t"See those stocks?" Dr. Lactose asked, gesturing towards an unoccupied milking stall. "That's for you. Get into place and the milking will begin."
\tThe hypnotised heroine obediently walked over to the open stocks and leaned forward, fitting her waist and wrists into the grooves. The siamese cat then shut the stocks tight and locked them, putting Mightmare in a very exposed position, standing up straight and leaning 90 degrees forward with her breasts hanging freely. Dr. Lactose grabbed those undefended mammaries and with expert skill applied the suction cup ends of the milking tubes onto Mightmare's nipples.
\t"You know," Dr. Lactose said with a toothy smile, "it's just not as much fun to milk a famous superheroine without getting to see her honest and natural reactions. So just this once, I think I'll make an exception."
\tShe leaned in close and gave Mightmare another look at the hypnotising mirror, then snapped her fingers and ordered the heroine to "You can stop being hypnotised now. Wake up and smell the lactose."
\tMightmare blinked.
\t"Wh-what!? Where am I? What is this!?" she said, struggling in the metal stocks and causing the milk pumps stuck on her breasts to jiggle wildly.
\t"Muahahahahahahaha!! I am Doctor Lactose and you have the prestiguous honour of being the first superheroine added to my milk cow collection! Heheheh, I think I'll let you keep your cute little mask until I've found a buyer willing to hand over a few millions for Mightmare's genuine superheroine costume. But for now, let me show you your new permanent work uniform."
\tDr. Lactose reached inside her lab coat and drew out a cowbell collar. With great ceremony she fastened the collar around Mightmare's neck, then stepped back and took several pictures of the captive heoine with her cell phone.
\t"Sorry, just getting ahead on next week's Supervillain Show-And-Tell convention. Captain Bulldozer will be green with envy when he sees these hot pix."
\t"You won't get away with this!" Mightmare predicted.
\t"Muahahahahaha!! Oooh that's a good line. Say it again once I shove this vibrator up your love canal, and I'll record it for my ring tone!"
\t"What vibrato----ooooaaaghohoh!!" was Mightmare's response to Dr. Lactose doing exactly what she said she would. Fortunately all the hypnotic arousal Mightmare had recently endured had made her pussy very well lubricated.
\tMightmare was in big trouble now.

~

The flow of milk started as a trickle but turned into a spray once Dr. Lactose's insidious vibrator increased its tempo to match the alternating pumping suction of the milking machine. Mightmare could do nothing but cry out in a mixture of pleasure and agony as her bountiful breasts were drained.
\tMilk surged through the clear tubes before being deposited into a huge glass container stationed in front of Mightmare. The struggling superheroine got a clear view of how much milk was being drawn from her as it gradually started to fill up. Dr. Lactose rubbed up against the milk container like a hungry kitty rubbing up against the legs of their owner.
\t"Mmmmmmmmm..." she purred. "So much milk! The other milk cows would have run out by now, but not you! I may not even bother with more kidnappings now that I've got you here."
\tMightmare let out a moaning whinny in response.
\t"I guess the only thing left to do is hypnotise you again into docile obedience," said Dr. Lactose with her thick glasses catching the light at an angle that made them look opaque and scary. "Can't have that pesky free will giving you any ideas about escaping or ruining my plans."
\tThe milked mare couldn't manage to look away as Dr. Lactose aimed her hypnotic mirror into her lovely brown eyes. But before the villain could utter any commands an alarm went off.
\t"Drat!" Dr. Lactose mildly swore. "That must be Rochelle Chestnut and what's-her-face! Well, they can wait. My defences can take care of them while I finish hypnotising you- No, double-drat!! You broke all my defences!! Grrrrrr! Just...just wait here! I'll be back soon!"
\tThe mad doctor ran off, leaving Mightmare trapped in the overactive milking device. Her mighty breasts were still giving more than the machine was designed to handle, so milk had started to spill out around the suction cups and drip onto the floor.
\t"Nnnnnnnngh-! Feels soooooo goooooood" Mightmare said between gasps.
\tThe thought of recieving this kind of treatment every day was actually a little tempting, but the heroine's conscience reminded her that she had to save the sexy squirrel tail and all the other busty ladies captured by Dr. Lactose.
\tThere was still one chance. Mightmare's famous magic golden rope was still attached to the belt around her latex leotard. She could see the golden shine among the pile of clothing she'd dropped during the doctor's hypnotic strip show. The magic rope could tie up anything, bind any villain, and was completely unbreakable. The only problem was that rope would only respond to her sub-conscious desires, which made it completely useless against any foe smart or naughty enough to turn Mightmare's mighty libido against her. There was no way she'd be able to get the rope to help her unless she managed to get that vibrator out of her pussy.
\tWell, whatever else she was, she was still a horse, and her legs weren't bound. Mightmare gritted her teeth and bucked wildly, kicking hard and fast. Her steel hooves hit the back wall with enough force to cause cracks in the plaster. She kicked again and again, harder and harder, causing the vibrator to shift within her and press even tighter against her most potent erogenous zones. At the same time the increased milk flow seeping out around the suction cups was causing them to lose their grip on her breasts. With one last mighty excertion of energy Mightmare whinnied loudly and climaxed so powerfully the vibrator was sent flying and the suction cups were blown off by a fountain of milk.
\tThere were cracks in the floor, holes in the wall and puddles of milk everywhere by the time Mightmare finally got time to catch her breath. With the overpowering stimulation finally gone, she concentrated on calling out to her magic rope.
\tThe golden rope stirred. The frayed end of it popped up and looked around like a puppy, then went flying through the air, sumersaulted towards the metal stocks and tightened around the padlock securing the stocks. With a loud snap the golden rope crushed the padlock like a paper cup.
\tMightmare lifted the stocks and stretched her legs. She rubbed her sore nipples, which were still dripping milk.

~

Rochelle Chestnut entered the milking chamber at a relaxed walking pace. Behind the hypnotised squirrel model Dr. Lactose followed with smug satisfaction.
\t"Sorry Mightmare," she said. "You'll have to wait a little longer for the company of your fellow mare, but here's Rochelle Chest- WHERE DID YOU GO!?"
\tMightmare's abandoned milking stall sent shivers down the evil siamese cat's spine. Her shoe bumped into something. She looked down to see the cowbell collar lying abandoned on the floor.
\tA gloved hand reached down from the ceiling and grabbed the hypnotic mirror headband off Dr. Lactose. With the doctor's main advantage removed, Mightmare let go of her golden rope and dropped down in front of the naughty cat.
\tDr. Lactose flinched back in terror. Mightmare was fully dressed in her superhero costume, and apart from a few wet stains at nipple-height, you'd never guess she was a captive milk cow a minute ago. The tall mare held the mirror at arm's length. Dr. Lactose unwisely decided to run up and try to grab the mirror, only to get tackled to the floor in an instant. Mightmare sat down on top of the siamese cat, pinning her down.
\t"You're a very bad kitty cat," said Mightmare. "But you're going to get the opportunity to make everything right again."
\t"Grrrrrrrr!" Dr. Lactose growled.
\tMightmare put on the mirror headband. The first thing she did was get Rochelle's attention and tell her to stop being hypnotised, which resulted in exactly that. Dr. Lactose had designed her hypnotic weapon very well, but she probably shouldn't have made it quite so user friendly.
\t"Now for the doctor's orders," said Mightmare, lifting up Dr. Lactose by the collar of her lab coat. "You're going to relase everyone you've captured. You're going to un-hypnotise them back to normal. And then you're going to wait her like a nice polite kitty for the police. Okay?"
\t"I...will...not...grrrrrrrr...dis...obey!" Dr. Lactose said through gritted teeth.

~

And that was that. The hypnotised mad doctor obediently released all of her captive milk cows and helped get rid of their hypnotic suggestions. Conveniently, it turned out that since all the other captives in the milking chamber had been so effectively mind-controlled, none of them remembered seeing Mightmare defeated and milked. As far as they all knew, the amazing superheroine had arrived and effortlessly defeated Dr. Lactose, saving the day.
\tMightmare left Dr. Lactose behind after calling the police so she could focus on escorting all of the kidnapped ladies home.
\tWith the police minutes away, Dr. Lactose sat patiently on the floor and waited. She didn't even respond to the sound of high heels approaching, or look up when a siamese cat in a tight cheongsam dress stood before her.
\t"Don't worry, sister" said Ai Jiang. "I'll get you home safe."
\tAi managed to get her twin sister on her feet and lead her to a secret escape route. She wasn't too upset about Mightmare's victory. Even though the siamese twins had lost all their milk cows they still had the stockpile of stolen milk, including Mightmare's own.
\tNext time it would be Ai Jiang's turn to be Doctor Lactose and Mei Jiang's turn to be the innocent civilian. Mightmare wouldn't get the better of them next time!

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