Another day in Ponyville, another freelance attempt to earn some more bits. Milky was already at the cafe where she'd went to the morning before to get a quick breakfast. The wait staff there remembered her from before and it was comfortable going to a place she was familiar with that had nice ponies to greet her. Even though it invited glances Milky decided to take her breakfast on the outside patio to enjoy the sun light of the morning while eating her bran muffin.

She couldn’t decide if finding that her teats were still just as full as the day before was a good or bad thing for her. Fluttershy had practically milked her till she couldn’t give any more and yet she found herself with just as much to carry today. Hopefully whatever seemed to be accelerating her production would return to normal when she finally got home. Still for whoever her lucky next client was at least they’d get the full package of what she had to offer.

“Excuse me, are you Miss Milky Way?” A mare’s voice spoke up from beyond the simple metal fence that divided the patio from the street.

“Yes, that’s me.” Milky said, looking up to find a white unicorn facing her. Actually, she was more than just another unicorn, her mane and tail were a royal purple that was curled and styled perfectly and her coat seemed to shine in the morning light. Milky had always thought she did well with her own mane style but this mare put her own to shame.

“Perfect. Pleasure to meet you, I’m Rarity. Fluttershy told me you were in town to make some additional bits.”

“Oh! You’re a friend of Fluttershy’s. That’s wonderful. She told me there were some friends she had that she’d introduce me to.” Milky said, reaching out her hoof from her seat to shake with Rarity. “I hope you don’t mind but I’d like to finish breakfast before we um... begin anything.”

“Naturally, darling. Take your time and relax. I’ll be at my shop waiting for you when you’re done. It’s called the Carousel Boutique. The sign will say we’re closed but you can come right in.”

“Thank you so much, I look forward to it.” Milky said as Rarity excused herself to go back to her store. Milky happily finishing her breakfast and was now starting to look forward to today. Rarity seemed like such a nice pony. She was very pretty and well mannered, it made her all the more relaxed knowing she’d be in the care of a professional this time around. Thanking the waitress of the cafe for her lovely service Milky was soon on her way towards the clothing store.

“Strange this Rarity pony would want a milk mare’s help, but I guess ponies of all types need different things for their everyday lives.” Making her way down the street it wasn’t long before Milky came across the building that had to belong to Rarity. The Boutique stood out next to every building surrounding it, with many different mannequins in the window showing off new styles of clothing. “I didn’t think Ponyville was big enough to have this fancy of a clothing store in it.” Just as Rarity described the sign in front stated they were closed but Milky opened it without issue. “Hello? Miss Rarity?”

“Over here, darling! Come right in!” Rarity called out from the next room, Milky entering and closing the door behind her. After taking a few steps inside she heard a click behind her and noted the door had been locked. While that made her a little concerned she thought it must not be that odd, after all the store was normally closed right now. Pressing forward Milky entered to find Rarity looking over different rolls of fabric.

“I’m not interrupting am I?” Milky asked, looking around to see the various piles of clothes, material and tools strewn everywhere.

“Not at all, not at all. You’re right on time for me. Now, let’s get a good look at you.” Rarity said, approaching Milky while wearing a pair of glasses she hadn’t had on before. Milky figured that they must have been to assist her with the minor details while sewing. Her horn glowing with a purple magic, a measuring tape floated over to extend along Milky’s body. “I see, very good, next.” The tape then wrapped around her neck and slid for Rarity to read off the measurement there as well. “Hm hm. Very good very good, next.”

“Uh... Rarity?” Milky Way went to ask but her client was in the middle of some important process.

“I’ll just be a second darling.” Rarity said, the measuring tape moving all over Mikly’s body to measure different areas, which for the most part didn’t bother her aside from Milky not really understanding why this was happening. She let out a little gasp when she felt the tape move around her teats, measuring them together and separately while Rarity leaned her head down to read off each number. “Perfect! I’ll just write these down really quickly.... there we are... very good... don’t want to forget that... aaaand done! Now, what did you want to ask, darling?”

“Uh... why am I here?” Milky asked with a shy smile.

“Oh, I’m dreadfully sorry. Did I not explain a thing when I approached you? Silly me, forgetting the details like that.” Rarity laughed at herself. “You see Ms. Way, you are a perfect model for my next clothing line.”

“A... model? You want me to be a model?” Milky asked blinking in confusion.

“Why yes. Of course the show will be just between you and me, though I suppose you’d really knock them dead on the runway if had to take a guess at it.” Rarity said happily as she began looking over several outfits on mannequins.

“Ms. Rarity I... think there’s been a mistake.” Milky spoke up hesitantly.

“A mistake? Why whatever do you mean, deary?” Rarity asked, removing her glasses to approach Milky.

“I thought Fluttershy would have told you, but I’m a milk mare. I’m in this town to sell my milk to anyone that was willing to buy it. Something like a model I don’t... really have the figure for such a thing.” Milky admitted. True there were some stallions that found a girl with Milky’s features to be very attractive. But that was more of an oddity than the common thought. Girls with huge teats weren’t as common and she often got stares for being unusual instead of being pleasing to the eye.

“Ms. Milky Way.” Rarity said seriously, Milky lifting her head up to meet her eye to eye. “I won’t hear another word of that.”

“What?” Milky asked, truly confused.

“To think that you’re somehow not pretty enough to be model material is absurd. You are a shining gem and should see yourself as one. Sure your teats are larger than most mares and that’s something you should carry with pride. Maybe your talent makes them unique but you’re not the only mare with such a beautiful pair.”

“I... I guess I... never thought of them that way.” Milky admitted, blushing at all the compliments.

“And that is exactly why I need your help. Sure I can guess measurements and styles for mares like yourself but I need to know how clothing feels on a pony with your blessings. So will it be okay if you help me?” Rarity asked. “I honestly want your help and I’ll gladly pay you for your time.”

“Rarity... how could I say no to someone as kind as you?” Milky answered proudly. “I’m ready to try on some pretty dresses made by a pro.”

“That’s the spirit, let’s get to it!” Rarity said, rushing off to her first piece for Milky to try. A very cute sun dress that was a little long in the back to keep her girls hidden. While it was nice and it felt good on her skin she didn’t really understand what made it unique. That is until she felt magic lifting up the back of her dress. “Now for the finishing touch.”

Milky felt soft fabric wrap around her teats and hoist them up, the supporter clipping around her waist and the dress dropping back over her behind. “That... was unexpected.”

“Comfort and fashion should go hoof in hoof.” Rarity explained. “Please walk around a little, I want to see how it feels for you.” Understanding her intentions Milky did as asked, walking around the cleared out space for her in the work room.

“It’s... really comfortable actually.” Milky said, feeling pleased. “I’ve worn support bras for my teats before but usually I avoid them since they tend to draw unwanted attention.”

“Hence the dress combination. You should be able to have that kind of security while also feeling pretty. I’ve even made sure to match the two together for anyone that happens to see under that dress.” Rarity winked and Milky blushed thinking about such a thing.

“Well I guess that’s... nice to know too.” She said, stopping back in place for Rarity to lift her dress up again and pull her bra support off. As she floated it back over to herself Milky caught sight of two stains on the inside of the bra. “Oh no, I didn’t think about that.”

“Think about what, darling?” Rarity asked, her attention drawn to her now.

“My uh... particular talent. I just leaked all over your clothes.” Milky admitted, pointing at the bra Rarity brought back to her. Thankfully though the seamstress wasn’t the least bit upset.

“Oh it’s quite alright, deary. If it can’t soak up a little dampness from walking around then it’s no good for a day to day dress anyway. Consider it part of the modeling process.” Rarity said, putting the outfit aside and moving on to the next. “Shall we keep going?”

“If you’re okay with that, then yes, I’d love to!” Milky said, enjoying this job a lot more than she had expected to. Sure it wasn’t what she had planned but trying on cute outfits was a new experience for her and Rarity was such a positive influence to be around it made her feel just as cute as the clothes. She went through dozens of unique styles for all walks of life, finding it interesting knowing there were mares out there her size that may find these clothes useful.

One of the dresses reminded Milky of the kind of outfit somepony would wear to a fancy party. The kind you’d only see in a place like Canterlot with the richest and most influential ponies.  As she looked herself over in the mirror Rarity floated a beautiful sapphire necklace on to her. “Oh my this is... expensive looking.”

“It really brings out the color of your mane. Against a neck line like yours it’s just stunning.” Rarity said, feeling very proud of this one. Milky turned to the side and noted that the dress seemed to be just barely hanging off her flank and tried to pull it around to cover her back side. “No no, not on this one. It’s meant to lay that way.” Rarity said, using her magic to lay the skirt back in place.

“Oh. But... won’t that bring attention to my teats? I thought the idea was to cover them?” Milky asked, Rarity not stopping though as Milky felt a silky bra slip under her and clasp together beneath the dress.

“Darling, that’s the idea.” Rarity said, turning her away from the mirror and holding up a hand mirror for Milky to see behind herself. The dress was lovely from the side and with the bra support the curve of her teats was much more obvious now. “Some outfits keep things out of the way for daily life. And others accent those blessings to be shown off. When you have a gift, you should flaunt it.” Rarity said happily.

“I guess I... never really thought of them as that kind of gift before.” Milky said, her cream colored cheeks blushing with a light rose tint. “Do you really think they look nice like this?”

“You would have stallions falling off their hooves more than you already do now.” Rarity said. “Speaking of which, there’s one last outfit I’d like to try that is made with a mare like you in mind in particular. I spent all last night putting it together. That is if you still have time?”

“Of course I do, the day is all for you Rarity.” Milky assured her and Rarity had a very pleased smile on her face.

“That’s wonderful to hear, darling. Let’s just slip you out of that.” Rarity said, carefully helping her remove the dress from her body and placing it back on the mannequin it had come from. Instead of going to another dress dummy Rarity used her magic to pull out a box from the other end of the room. The top popping off as she looked inside. “Now this one’s a little more... complicated so it may take me some time to get it on you.”

“That’s okay, I’m pretty used to working around these clothes by now.”

“Wonderful! Let’s get you dressed up then.” Rarity said, setting the box down and pulling the next outfit up into the air. Despite how excited she was Milky was left feeling bewildered. This outfit didn’t look a thing like the others. If Milky had to guess it seemed like it was entirely made of belts and straps. This was further reinforced for her as the outfit was tied around her body like a harness.

It didn’t drape either like the other clothes, instead this outfit held snugly to her figure, including her front legs and her back. Milky was trying to figure out what exactly this kind of outfit would be for, further surprised as there was a belt strung between her legs at the hooves, making it impossible to walk forward or backward. “Uh... Rarity?”

“Just a moment, deary.” Rarity said, more straps coming together and Milky feeling them squeeze around her teats individually. She let out a gasp as the straps seemed to lock together but instead of supporting her these ones squeezed them down towards her nipples. “Hmmm... still a little tight. Guess I underestimated you. Goes to show just how amazing you are.”

“R-Rarity... what kind of outfit is this?” Milky asked, trying to pull her hooves up and finding she couldn’t really move her legs in the slightest like this.

“Why, it’s a special milking outfit I made for you.” Rarity said happily, getting a saucer and sliding it under Milky Way. “I knew you needed some relief from what Fluttershy told me and thought it would be fun to work that into one of my more unique outfits. I don’t make these for just anyone.”

“I... see.” Milky said blushing when she felt a soft fabric wraps around her left teat and squeeze it. “Oooh... that’s... nice.” She could hear herself emptying into the saucer below as the fabric squeezed around her other teat and milked her as well.

“I was trying to make sure I chose something soft but strong enough to not break from repeated use.” Rarity explained, her magic pulling the cords around Milky’s teats and forcing them to empty below her. Every so often Milky’s legs instinctively pulled at the straps around her legs to kick out and there was something arousing about not being able to move them freely. The tension of the straps holding her in place. The sound of the saucer filling below her became apparent and Rarity traded it out with another, emptying her milk somewhere behind Milky that she couldn’t see and continued to use this unique outfit to keep squeezing her.

“This is... very different... from what I’m used to.” Milky said, swallowing a lump in her throat as she let the pressure relief take her away to somewhere pleasant.

“I’m very happy you like it. It’s my first time making an outfit like this and it was a lot of fun.” Rarity said, pleased with herself as she kept on pulling at the straps, more pressure being applied to Milky’s teats as she filled up the container below. “I even added some hoof straps so that someone other than a unicorn could pull at them. Depending on who your ‘partner’ is for the evening.”

“My partner?” Milky asked curiously but the question left her mind as Rarity’s hooves slipped into the holes at the end of the straps and pulled, applying more pressure than before and making Milky moan out in surprise.

“Of course, every beautiful mare wants the company of a partner now and then.” Rarity said, working her hooves back and forth to squeeze at her with a harder grip. Milky’s head dipped down and she couldn’t stop her tail from flicking, feeling the arousal building up inside of her. Maybe that’s what this outfit was for in the first place? Everything Rarity was saying made it all sound very intimate.

“I don’t... oh sweet Celestia... mmm... I don’t have... a partner.” Milky managed through deep breaths.

“Is that so? Well then I suppose providing you with a temporary one for the day will suffice.” Rarity said mischievously as Milky heard rummaging through more piles of sewing material at the end of the room.

“A temporary partner, what does that mean?” Milky asked curiously and felt something creeping up her back side.

“It’s just a little friend of mine that I wear every so often when I feel the... need for company and no one’s around.” Rarity explained, straps securing themselves around the back of Milky’s flank as something solid and rubbery was pressing against her. “I call this one the ‘Big Mac’ because it’s red and... well, you’ll see in a moment.”

“The Big Mac? What is that supposed to OOOOH HAY!” Milky shouted feeling the toy slip inside of her wet pussy, not even realizing up until then just how excited she had been from all of Rarity’s foreplay. Although from where the seamstress was standing she must have had a front row view of it. “It’s... very... big!” Milky muttered, her back legs pulling at the straps that secured her.

“We’re almost there, darling.” Rarity said, giving her an extra little push against it with her hoof to drive it into Milky, who let out a loud moan feeling it go inside. The straps that held it in place around her flank were secured tight to keep it from slipping out and Rarity went back to happily pulling at the straps around her teats. “Oh, it does seem like you’re giving this up now even more easily than before.”

“Mmm... nngh... holy milk jugs...” Milky muttered, shivering around the toy that was deep inside of her. Every so often Rarity lifted one of the hooves up to push “Big Mac” into her further, wiggling the back end of it inside of her and applying pressure on her teats at the same time. Even though she didn’t express it in words the moans that filled the sewing room shared her pleasure at such attention given to both areas of her body at once. Eventually her legs squeezed themselves together with her muscles and Milky gritted her teeth to hold back the loud cry in her throat.

“It’s okay darling, you can let it all out. It’s just the two of us in here.” Rarity coaxed and Milky stopped holding back, letting out hot breaths as she came around the toy inside of her body. Rarity giving her a nice tap on the flank for her efforts. “Wonderful deary, that was an incredible display of beauty.”

“I feel like... I’m going to pass out.” Milky said through a haze of pleasure and exhaustion. When the straps around her flank were loosened Milky moaned as “Big Mac” slipped out of her pussy and on to the floor behind her. The sound it made when it landed made it seem heavier than it could have been. Rarity walked before her and used her magic to pull up the most recently filled saucer to her lips, taking a drink of milk.

“Hmm... I can see why this is so popular.” Rarity said with a smile, setting it down nearby. “You just relax and I’ll get you out of there.” Taking her time Rarity loosened each strap around Milky’s body, releasing her from the belt bondage that had held her in place. When the outfit was fully removed Milky fell to the carpet and laid her head down.

“I feel lighter.” She said, a smile on her face. Rolling on to her side she looked down her body to see her teats had indeed gone down in size, noting a large container nearby that Rarity must have been emptying her saucers of milk into.

She also saw “Big Mac” laying on the floor behind her. A giant red dildo attached to a pair of panties meant to tie into place and hold onto a pony. Milky’s eyes grew wide at the sight of it. “THAT was inside of me?”

“Yes, you took it like a champion.” Rarity complimented and gave her cheek a kiss. “Of course a mare with as healthy a figure as yours I never had any doubt. Would you like to try my bathtub to clean up? I promise there’s lots of room for you to relax in.”

“That... actually sounds wonderful.” Milky said, slowly getting to her hooves to follow behind Rarity up stairs to her room. “I have to say I didn’t expect you to have an outfit like that with how your store is decorated.”

“Well a girl’s imagination wanders while she’s stuck indoors sewing all day.” Rarity admitted. “It’s mostly reserved for a very select group of customers. Would it be alright if I ask you to keep that between us, darling?”

“Oh of course! And uh... we can keep that part between us too.” Milky said with a shy smile. “But if you happen to know anyone else that might need my product I’d be happy if you gave them my name.”

“Certainly, I have a few ponies I can think of that might show interest.” Rarity said, opening the door to the bathroom and leading her inside. She wasn’t kidding when she said it was big enough for her. In fact both of them could sit inside comfortable, which appeared to be Rarity’s intention as she wrapped her mane up in a towel. “Oooh, I know! After the bath can I try some mane styles on you? And maybe some make up!?”

“Heh, that does sound kind of nice... you don’t mind me hanging around?”

“Not at all, darling. You are a sweetheart and I’d love to spend more time with you. Now get in this tub and I’ll scrub your back. Please tell me all about your hometown, I’d enjoy knowing more in case I ever wish to travel there.” Rarity offered, the two mares spending the rest of the day together. Milky finding that while things had taken a surprising turn again she at least was ending the day with another friend and good company. Tomorrow likely held new adventures for her and hopefully more friends on the way.