Magic swirled around the torn outfit like a gentle tornado. With each spin of blue luminescent magic,
the fabric slowly mended itself together once more. Threads were enchanted to stretch in order to cover
Queen Umbra’s swollen bustline as the spell neared its end. Her grey hands gripped the white tips of her
outfit and pulled it under her breasts before magic took it from her grasp, covering the majority of her
bosom. Her massive breasts were once more covered in cloth but their current size was of concern to her.

“It will have to do…” Queen Umbra muttered to herself and went towards the door. Princess Luna had been kind
enough to fix Umbra’s uniform but thought leaving the breast enchantment upon her was a good ‘lesson.’ Despite
Umbra’s protests, and suggestions that they’ll ‘get in the way’ or ‘tip over other’s drinks,’ Princess Luna
didn’t shrink the waitress’ bust. Umbra growled slightly, pushing herself through the doorway with a fair
amount of effort. Once her breasts squeezed past the doorway, the rest of Umbra’s body followed with ease.

The tavern was still fairly busy and there was a pile of drinks ready to be delivered. Umbra hefted
the large tray of drinks onto her hand, supported by her shoulder and breast, then set out into the
customers. Their lecherous washed over the waitress, a few patrons even dared to whistle at the former
queen. She growled back, haphazardly throwing the drinks to their tables as she passed them by.

“Awww do~~” A green dragon leaned forward towards Queen Umbra,
his snout only a few inches from the mountainous grey breasts.

“Don’t say another word unless you desire to be imprisoned in a crystal for ten thousand years! Frozen in
time for my entertainment! Watchi… Ahem…” Queen Umbra’s venomous tone softened before she coughed and
turned away from the dragon. Old habits died hard. The dragon who dared to make an advance on Queen Umbra
was simply in shock, too dumbfounded to question the waitress’ sudden outburst. He pulled back into his seat,
staring into the reflection of his ale. Queen Umbra hurried off, leaving the dragon to be teased by his friends.

“Don’t think I didn’t hear that,” Princess Luna said as Queen Umbra returned to the bar. The night alicorn
was leaning on the counter top, her cheek resting in the palm of her midnight blue palm. Queen Umbra set her
tray down and turned her back to Princess Luna. She huffed and folded her arms together under her breasts.

“He was asking for it,” Umbra muttered.

“While I won’t disagree, you do need to be careful with your words. Ten
thousand years? Really?” Princess Luna seemed almost amused at the prospect.

“I’m not going to punish you Umbra, you’ve been through enough tonight because of your own greed. Buuuut
there is something I need you to do,” Princess Luna said as she pulled away from the bar top. Queen Umbra
turned her head slightly towards Luna, an eye cocked up in curiosity. Princess Luna bent down behind the
counter. When she returned, Princess Luna placed a saucer with a pink tea cup on it down beside the waitress.

“What’s this…?” Queen Umbra asked.

“Tea of course,”

“Tea…? In a tavern? Who in Celestia’s name is going to order TEA in a tavern!?” Queen Umbra
guffawed. Her arms unfolded in order to hold her sides, it had been a long time since she had
thought of such a preposterous idea. Princess Luna was not as amused as her waitress however.

“We serve all manner of drinks here and should not judge people on their tastes. Just bring this to table
fourteen please,” Princess Luna pushed the saucer forward, allowing Umbra’s laughter to die down. It had
only been a short moment of laughter, but more than Princess Luna had heard from the waitress in a month.

“Sure… sure…” Queen Umbra replied before returning to her normal stoic and
grumpy exterior. Her thin and rough smile faded just as quickly as it had appeared.

“Feh… tea… next we’ll be serving crumpets or scones,” Umbra sighed,
rolling her shoulder before picking up the lightest drink of the night.

Despite the added breast weight, Umbra easily strolled over to table fourteen. Her red eyes settled on a lone
patron, a mint pony in a cream top and heart covered shorts. It was like the customer came in her pajamas,
rather odd for a tavern that was half in the dream realm. She could have selected to wear anything, yet the
mint pony was wearing pajamas. Queen Umbra rolled her eyes, tea for a pajama pony, it was just another
oddity in her work day. She carefully set the saucer down in front of Lyra, making sure the tea didn’t spill.

“Your drink ma’am,” Umbra said.

“Thanks!” Lyra said, taking the cup by the handle and sipping it gently. Queen
Umbra turned away to return to Princess Luna but was halted by Lyra’s request.

“Wait a second! This tastes… off,” Lyra said, putting the cup back down. Umbra hunched over, doing her
best not to groan in front of the customer. She turned around slowly so her breasts wouldn’t hit the table.

“Off how?”

“It needs… cream… milk!” Lyra declared after a thoughtful few moments.

“I’ll go get some for you,” Umbra replied, half on her hoof to turn away.

“No need for that, you’ve got plenty!” Lyra happily announced. Before Umbra could even react Lyra’s mint
hand had taken hold of the white dress top. With a single swift pull Queen Umbra’s breasts were exposed
to the world. She snarled at Lyra, but remembering Princess Luna’s earlier words, restrained herself.

“Do you mind?” Umbra said between clenched teeth. She
clenched a fist, doing her absolute best to remain calm.

“Once I have my cream, don’t worry,” Lyra said, her hand was exploring the large grey breasts before
her. She stopped at roughly the middle point, near the curve of the amazing breast, and squeezed.

“W-what~~” Umbra stuttered in surprise. Lyra cut off any further questions with her cheerful disposition.

“Perfect!” Lyra happily said, ignoring Umbra’s silent protest. She casually aimed the amethyst
colored nipple towards the cup then pressed down on Umbra’s breasts. The waitress’ eyes went
wide in surprise, completely shocked by the sudden carnal act. Lyra’s arms adjusted herself
to get into a better position, her fingers sunk deeper into Umbra’s squishy breasts.

“It must need a few pumps I guess,” Lyra mused as she pressed her arms
together. Now Umbra’s left breast looked similar to a pear, a some what
round top half with a larger bottom that was created by Lyra’s restraint.

“S-stop,” Umbra requested but Lyra was determined to get her cream. She pushed forward, gently
massaging the impressive breast before letting going and starting over. Lyra’s mint hands slide
backwards against the round breasts, then squeezed again. Umbra bit her lower lip, she was unable
to explain what she was feeling. A cocktail of emotions flooded her mind, anger, pleasure, irritation
yet bliss was at the forefront of it all. Queen Umbra’s knees felt weak, bending slightly together in
order to support her fragile state of being. Ever since Princess Luna’s spell, that transformed King
Sombra into Queen Umbra, she hadn’t explored her body. Indeed this was the first time anypony, including
herself, had ever touched her bosom. It was amazing. With each pull, squish and squeeze that Lyra did,
Umbra felt herself slipping into a realm unknown. Her body tingled with a long lost pleasure that was
erupting in sudden bursts of euphoria. Despite that, Umbra did everything in her power to show she
was in control. To show that she felt nothing and Lyra’s act was simply an annoyance to the waitress.

“There we go!” Lyra cheerfully declared. Umbra opened one eye, her hand as unknowingly moved to her untouched
breast. Her large amethyst nipple was gushing milk into the tea cup. It came out in such great force that the
cup nearly spilled over. Lyra gave two more pushes, squeezing tightly to get as much milk out as she could.

“Perfect!” Lyra announced and let go of Umbra’s breast. It bounced against the table once before adjusting back
into place, Umbra’s nipple still dribbling with milk. She cast her gaze downward at the cup, doing her best not
to unleash heavy, hot gasps of breath. What was once filled with a soothing brown tea was now overflowing with
a wheat color liquid. Drips of unmixed white milk poured over the edge of the cup onto the saucer and table
as the tea settled. Lyra reached down and picked up the cup by the handle before sipping it luxuriously.

“Thanks for the milk miss. Here,” Lyra handed Umbra a few bits for her troubles. The waitress mindlessly
nodded, unable to speak because of the overwhelming pleasure that still coursed throughout her body.
Queen Umbra straightened herself, trying to regain her composure and stoic demeanor. She was so lost
in thought that Umbra forgot to pull her top back up, leaving her breasts exposed to the entire tavern.

“Have fun?” Princess Luna asked as Queen Umbra sauntered by.

“No…” Umbra muttered, not even meeting her employer’s gaze. Princess Luna smiled, watching as her waitress
went to the back room. Once more Umbra got stuck on the door way but pushed through with ease this time.

“Hopefully that mellowed her out,” Princess Luna said as Lyra approached the bar.

“She was pretty speechless during that experience,” Lyra said, she had
a milk mustache around her lips. Princess Luna motioned to the milky trim.

“I shouldn’t be too surprised. The fact she laughed earlier surprised me enough.
Thanks for your help,” Princess Luna explained as she turned towards Lyra.

“No problem! The tea was pretty good anyways!” Lyra happily
admitted, cleaning the milk mustache away with her forearm.