A Late Night Visit (Vote Chapter)

These last few weeks had not been easy for Mrs Cake, but this time it was quite a different kind of difficult. Rather than weeks of boredom and inactivity that had been present before Mrs Cake had joined Pinkie as a stripper, now her life had grown so much more hectic. When Pinkie had followed their Master to the Crystal Empire it had left Mrs Cake alone to run and manage the strip club it had left the MILF with quite the workload.

Lacking both Pinkie’s energy and any coworkers Mrs Cake knew she was in for some tough times ahead. Sadly she had not been mistaken, if anything demand for the club increased. But over time some good news started to trickle in, consequences of her Master and his harem’s efforts in the town.

The first was the generous subsidies that Mayor Mare had announced for all the erotic industries in the town. It was a controversial decision to say the least, according to what she’d heard Granny Smith had spent weeks complaining to any pony who would listen about the moral degradation of Ponyville. Apparently, she had called the mayor some words not appropriate for children. Though given how the Mayor had her breasts enlarged to obscene proportions and Mrs Cake knew that she was sleeping with their Master, so she might not be wrong.

But it was quite a boon for Mrs Cake, she'd been able to hire a babysitter to take care of the twins and to look after the egg that her Master had bred in her. It also gave her new opportunities to invest in ways to expand her little strip club, ways that weren't only profitable but also made it easier to handle the workload. But perhaps her biggest help was Zecora, being part of the harem had its advantages.

Today though Mrs Cake was making her way through the dark streets with a large coat. Legal as it may be now she didn’t yet have the guts to walk through the streets of Ponyville in her work uniform. She saved her uniform for her clients.

She arrived at the home of one such client, or rather the motel room and knocked. It was opened immediately, Mrs Cake suspected that her client had been waiting just outside the door impatiently. A suspicion that was supported by the way her client bit her lips in anticipation and the wet spot on her pants.

“Did someone order a cupcake?”

As Mrs Cake got a good look at her client for the first time she could hardly believe that this was a woman who’d be **** enough to hire a hooker Like herself. The MILF could feel her heart skip a beat and her nipples harden at the sight of her.

She was a young goth, most likely barely past her eighteenth birthday. With thick, short black hair that was combed over to her right. But what had really appealed to Mrs Cake was the absolutely mouth-watering rack that stretched out her shirt to the absolute breaking point, the tits, almost certainly implants, were bigger than even her own.

Her client, Eclipse Aurora, seemed to be the nervous type. Words appeared to fail her as she pressed herself against the doorframe and she threatened to collapse due to nerves. Mrs Cake could almost see her heart thumping against her chest. "So... hey?"

Mrs Cake gave the girl a reassuring smile. "Nervous dear? Surely this isn't the first time for a sexy girl like you?"

"Umm... actually it is," she admitted with a gasp before stepping aside. "You...you should come inside."

Mrs Cake smiled, she was adorably shy, shy and hot. She would have to introduce her Master to her later, for now, though she had paid for a good time and Mrs Cake was an honest businesswoman. She strode inside and the door was hastily slammed shut behind her.

"You're a virgin Eclipse? I must admit dear I'm quite surprised, with tits that size I would be all over you," Mrs Cake purred, her hands unbuttoning her large coat. Eclipse's eyes were fixed on the sight, noticeably gulping with nerves. She was truly something unique, adorable yet with a great fuckable body.

"I only turned eighteen a few weeks ago... um... these were present," she said hefting up her enormous rack.

"Oh so you got them enlarged, you naughty girl. Whoever gave them to you must have paid a pretty penny hmm? Are they perhaps interested in a relationship dear?"

“They just gave me money, and I paid for these. I-I probably made a mistake in the paperwork, they're so big. but I was really sick of being flat-chested,” Eclipse admitted, her face lighting up a bright red. As she spoke her words became faster and quieter, as if she hoped Mrs Cake would not notice.

Mrs Cake let her trench coat fall to the ground, and Eclipse let out a gasp. Her eyes were fixed on Mrs Cake's own rack, filling the MILF with a swelling feeling of pride. She was dressed in a little more than a nightie, a dark purple that could be seen through as easily as a window. Another hand removed the pin keeping Mrs Cake’s mane in a bun and let it fall behind her.

“Well dear, I think they were worth every penny.” Mrs Cake asked Eclipse, striding towards the buxom beauty with a sway of her hips. "May I touch them?"

Eclipse swallowed but nodded nevertheless. Mrs Cake rushed forward to cup the two silicone giants in her hands, even taking full handfuls made barely a dent in this girl's killer rack. In no time at all, Mrs Cake tore Eclipse's shirt over her head and her lips gobbling up the goth girl’s nipple.

To her delight, it seemed the surgery hadn’t caused Eclipse to lose too much of her sensitivity in her touts, but the poor girl seemed too nervous to truly get into it.

“Scared dear?”

Eclipse nodded a little, “I’m sorry."

"Nothing to apologise for dear, it's perfectly normal," Mrs Cake assured her with a soothing, motherly tone. As she examined her the MILF knew that Eclipse was truly a great catch. It was time to use that little asset that Zecora had provided her. "You know dear I might just have something that can help with that."

She reached into her cleavage and pulled out a small bottle the size of a salt shaker. Eclipse eyed the bottle with suspicion. “This isn’t **** is it?”

“Of course not dear. This is a little potion from my friend Zecora, she's been so very helpful in my business,” Mrs Cake explained, thinking back to one such example when Zecora had given her a potion to make him a little more open-minded about her career. “Helps with the nerves, you paid for the hour. It wouldn’t be as much fun if you were shaking with nerves instead of a much more pleasant emotion. Trust me."

She made her point by taking a sip from the potion, actively shivering as the arousal coursed down her body before offering it to Eclipse. It was with no small amount of effort that she resisted the urge to gulp down the entire bottle. Even the small taste made Mrs Cake feel her inhibitions fade and her lust skyrocket.

Eclipse eyed the bottle suspiciously, but Mrs Cake’s warm smile reassured her enough. She took a tentative sip, then after savouring the taste she started gulping it down like they were last drops of water for miles. One could see her body shiver from head to toe, and all the inhibitions just melted away. Of course, removing the inhibitions wasn't all that potion did, without that supply, Mrs Cake didn’t know how she would have maintained the club.

Eclipse drank down the final drops and was now shivering from arousal. Every hint of nerves seemed to fade away, replaced by a whorish enthusiasm. “You know Mrs Cake growing up I always had a crush on you. Visiting your bakery and seeing you walk around with those big tits helped me realise I was a lesbian. I had thought it was one of those dumb children's crushes that would never come true, at least until I heard you became a whore.”

Mrs Cake placed her hands on Eclipse’s shoulder and gave her a reassuring smile. “You flatter me dear, now let's make a child's dreams come true."

Their lips locked, Mrs Cake's hands kneaded Eclipse's silicone tits whilst the young mare groped the MILF's delicious ass. The two were building up a passion, eventually falling onto the bed. Soon though Mrs Cake pulled away and shuffled down her body, pulling up the young girl's pants as she did so. "Ready to get your money's worth dear?"

Eclipse's face was now crimson with arousal, her painted black nails pinched her nipples which had only grown more sensitive with the potion. She gave an eager nod, one that Mrs Cake was eager to comply with. She began to eat this goth’s virgin pussy and loved every second of it.

Mrs Cake loved this job, far more than she had ever enjoyed her old bakery job. This is when she felt young, when she felt alive, as a whore. With every cunt she ate she got more skilled and talented, every time she stripped she was assured of her beauty. Assured in her service to her Master, speaking of whom.

She pulled away from the juicy pussy, immediately she could hear Eclipse making soft mewls of disappointment but Mrs Cake simply gave the girl a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry dear. I’ve got something special for you.”

She reached into her purse and pulled out a strap-on. “This custom-made strap-on is modelled after a certain Emerald Dragon’s dick. I know dear you’re a lesbian but I’m sure you can make a spikey exception.”

Her eyes became glassy as she became transfixed on the replication of Spike’s dick. Mrs Cake had seen this effect before, common “Yeah, I think I can.”

Soon the MILF was fucking her client with the replica of her Master’s cock, watching the shy Eclipse become more and whorish. Any shame and nerves disappeared as her mind was warped, partly from the sex but also from the potion. One of Zecora’s specialities, it had lost all effect on the baker, given how far she had already been pushed over the edge, but she could see the effect it had on Eclipse. Mrs Cake would often give this potion to her more attractive clients, and add them to the strip club to help manage the workload. And to add new subjects for her Master of course.

As she was fucking Eclipse however her phone rang. With a steady hand and without breaking her stride she picked it up to check it. It was a simple message from Starlight.

Our Master is returning home

Mrs Cake's heart skipped a beat at the news. Her Master was returning. In a flash of inspiration, she took a picture of her client and sent it to Starlight.

Think our Master would like her?

A/N: Just a simple one-off to show what Mrs Cake was doing whilst the mane six were in the Crystal Empire, and how Mayor Mare's new laws were affecting things. It was painful that the first image here was just too NSFW (the nipples poked through the shirt) that I couldn’t use it on fimfiction.

More importantly, the rest of the CMC seems to be winning the vote. I'm not surprised they've been overdue for a while. I've got a vague outline of some ideas I could employ with them, but I'm always eager to hear everyone's suggestions.

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Still need an editor, though I doubt there are many that can keep up with my schedule.

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