Pinkie's Pastries

Petting his pet one more time, Fluttershy pouted as Spike let go of her leash. Like a lost puppy without her owner, she was sulking while staring at Spike. Holding her leash close, she put it between her tits and spoke with a little sadness in her voice.

”Do you really have to go, Spike…? You can’t stay for another hour or two…?”

”Sorry Fluttershy, Rarity would get mad at me for spending too much time with another girl again.” Spike ruffled her hair, giving her a nice smirk and a final grope to go. “If you ever want your master to spend time with you again, you know where to find me. Just knock on the door and I’ll be happy to give you the spanking of a lifetime, okay?”

Fluttershy nodded her head, making sure to take this to heart while waving bye to Spike. In his head, he almost felt bad for leaving her at her house like this, it made him think about this world a little more.

Was it really that bad to be living in a world where all of the girls loved him like this? Maybe it was a little selfish, but he could get used to this kind of life after being here for a while. Did he really want things to go back to the way they were before? Shaking his head and patting his face, he pushed those thoughts to the side and figured he would deliberate over it at a later date, for now, he had to make sure Pinkie wasn’t shoving too many dildos up her ass that she would need him to pull them out again.

Yes, he thought again because his memories came up with a time when she had done this, and didn’t regret a single moment of it because her friends worked tirelessly to lube her ass enough to pull them all out. It was a miracle her ass was large enough to even fit that many, let alone keep them there, but that’s the magic of Pinkie Pie, everyone guessed.

She really was an anomaly, even with this whole Pink Sky going on. Everything she did was completely out of left field, taking everyone by surprise and even making weird comments. Stuff like ‘viewers voting’ or something about an ‘artist who loves me’, whatever they meant, no one was taking her seriously with how crazy she acted. Only real thing she did that made sense was getting a good lay, but even then she would choose some of the most random people to exist, and somehow they had the largest cocks the girls had seen besides Spike’s. They even fucked for longer too, which was weird now that he thought about it.

If Pinkie really did steal some of Zecora’s aphrodisiac, had she been doing this for a long time? Surely not, that would just be absurd, but Spike guessed he would find that out while he was there anyways.

He would get closer to Pinkie’s place of residence, on top of the Sugarcube Corner, and notice the decently large number of men coming out. They all seemed to be holding cupcakes as they left the shop, talking with each other casually. Some even mentioned Pinkie, which was to be expected considering they were probably fucking her right before this. Maybe it was some sort of deal that she had with the Cakes, as long as she gets them some business, then she can throw all the orgies she likes. It

wouldn’t be surprising if the Cakes were also part of it, trying out their different techniques on the people visiting or satisfying some new kink they picked up.

“Come again next time~! Make sure to bring your friends too, the more the merrier! Oh, make sure to savor those cupcakes too, Mrs. Cake used her breast milk just for you all!” Waving out the door was Pinkie, jolly as ever while she waved towards the group of hunks. Her clothes were messily put on, underboob fully visible as she bounced around. “At least I think she put her breastmilk in them… Oops, gonna need to check the batch I pulled them from. Guess that’s what happens when you grab random things from the display case.”

Approaching from behind, Spike cast a shadow over Pinkie, before she turned around and beamed with happiness. Launching herself onto him, Pinkie’s breasts squished against Spike’s abs while she shoved her face into his pecs.

”Spike! You’re finally coming to visit! You should've seen the size of those guys, they were pretty much like bulls. Even their stamina was through the roof, no wonder they seemed to have a hard time sticking to one girl. That’s enough about me though, you should come inside and have a snack! I asked Mrs. Cake to bake something just for you.” Grabbing his hand and dragging him inside, he barely had time to get a word out. Knowing Pinkie, this was probably how things were gonna go for the next few hours.

”Calm your tits Pinkie, I just got here. What are you even trying to do with me besides just fucking? I know you want my dick, but there has to be something else to this.” Crossing his arms and looking at Pinkie, she turned around with a little smirk, knowing her ulterior motives had been called out.

”You got me, I was actually looking to have you try a new treat as well. Made just for you, and I helped out personally. Mrs. Cake provided the key ingredients, like her milk and such, but I added in the flavoring personally. Trust me, you’ll get a kick out of this one.” Bouncing up and down, she went to the back and dug around the back as she pulled out a wrapped cupcake. There wasn’t any frosting on it, but Pinkie piped it on once she had revealed it.

Making a nice heart shape, it was a plump amount of frosting, almost an absurd amount for any other cupcake being sold, but this was a special case. Putting the frosting away and pushing it towards Spike, her hands went to her hips as she pushed her chest out confidently, looking like a smug brat to Spike.

”Behold! My special Pinkie masterpiece! I call it… Love Bomb! Filled with all my love and affection for you, pretty clever if I say so myself. What do you think mister, falling in love with me yet~?”

Rolling his eyes, Spike looked at the cupcake, wondering what was so special about it. It looked a bit pink and sparkly, like there was a mini pink galaxy mixed into it. Smelling faintly of strawberries, it actually didn’t seem that bad. Picking it up and looking it over, he looked at Pinkie once more.

”You’re sure this thing isn’t going to explode, right? I’m not in the mood to be covered in frosting today, so I’m going to slap your ass red if this thing is rigged to explode. It does smell nice though… I’ll give it a try. By the way, what did you do with Zecora’s aphrodisiac? She was looking for it, but I’m sure you used it all up in your orgies.” Spike took a bite of the cupcake when he said this, unknowingly causing his own downfall here as Pinkie started to sweat.

”Haha… About that… I ma~y have mixed the last few drops of it into your cupcake… Whoops…?”

Once this was said, Spike could immediately feel a heat growing inside of him, causing him to groan and drop the cupcake on the counter. Staring straight at his Pinkie, his eyes continued to wander around her body, taking in every inch of her soft and supple flesh. He was like a predator poking for the juiciest parts of his prey, his mouth starting to twitch as he tried to keep himself under control.

”What did you just say…? You put that in this? Is that why you look so damn fuckable right now? Those massive tits that swallowed your brain and that fat ass that could fill up an entire damn oven. You’re telling me that you just gave me something to make me even hornier? What exactly did you expect out of this you fucking onahole?” His speech was clearly getting more aggressive as he stared at Pinkie, his fists clenching as his cock throbbed like never before. There was so much blood flow going into it that he probably grew a few inches bigger, his balls churning aggressively while Pinkie looked at him.

”I-It was only supposed to be a little joke! Y’know, make you even better at sex and stuff. What’s a party without some lead up after all… Haha… Ummm, you aren’t going to-“ Before she could finish, Spike had leaped over the counter and pinned Pinkie down, pushing her head into the floor while her fat ass stuck up. She could feel the heat radiating from his cock, throbbing as it desperately needed her pussy. This was the last straw for Spike now, his lust going absolutely chaotic as his veins began to bulge.

”You stupid pink pussy! Do you know how hard it is to keep my urges in check normally? Now you just made it even harder to do so! You aren’t leaving this place until you're flooded like a dam! Now give me that tight pussy already!” Pulling his hips back and thrusting as deep as possible, Pinkie twitched and came on the spot, his dominance actually starting to turn her on. The sign to the shop hadn’t even been flipped to ‘Closed’, but he didn’t care if anyone saw him dominating this pink onahole of his.

“Aaa~h! Yes! Punish this naughty pink pussy for being such a stupid girl! This is exactly what I wanted! Thank you for giving me exactly what I wanted, writers!” Once again saying something that broke the fourth wall, Pinkie was too busy getting her ass pounded to even care what she said at this point.

Sure, she may have gotten a little more than she asked for, but this was certainly the outcome she wanted in the end. Pinkie was dying to be fucked like this, her hair pulled like she was going to have it act as a leash, and even having her ass pounded so hard that it turned red just from the thrusts alone. In truth, Pinkie just wanted to make Spike’s more primal side come out, and that was easy enough when an aphrodisiac clouded your mind like this one did.

”You’re enjoying this you little freak? Who said you were allowed to cum from my cock? Did I say anything about letting you cum? You’re just a cumdump for me to use, got it you pink slut?” Pinkie only got more aroused after hearing this, her pussy clenching tighter to Spike’s cock.

It had barely been a few minutes and Pinkie had already cum more times than she could count, feeling like her brain was on cloud nine as she had been put into a mating press position. Her ass was being smooshed into the ground as hard as possible, the wettest claps coming from their bodies as their hips collided constantly. Spike was now kissing her too, fighting his tongue into her mouth and playing around with it as much as he possibly could. Would he even remember any of this when he was off the effects of the aphrodisiac?

Either way, Pinkie was savoring each and every thrust that she was given, even the aggressive gropes that her tits received like she was being milked like a cow. Everything that Spike did was for the sole reason of making Pinkie submit to him, and his brain was just cycling through all the outrageous things that Pinkie had done.

Fucking like a man possessed, they were lucky that no damage had happened to any of the display cases or actual desserts, especially because they were fucking right behind the counter. Anyone who walked into the shop was immediately greeted by Spike and Pinkie fucking, only able to hear Pinkie as she moaned out her usual greetings to customers. Even while getting fucked, she was running on autopilot when it came to seeing her customers satisfied with great service. This wouldn’t go unnoticed of course, because Mrs. Cake came to the bakery to see what all the noise was about.

”Pinkie dear, are you having sex behind the counter again? Just make sure you’re- Oh my~ Sorry to interrupt dear, have fun with your friend. Just make sure to give me a turn with him later, okay~?” Mrs. Cake chuckled when she said this, calling to her husband as she had gotten very aroused at seeing how hard Pinkie was being fucked.

”See how much noise you’re making, slut? You’re making everyone come and see how pathetic you are at being a proper bimbo! Haven’t you tried to be a little more quiet when you’re getting your pussy filled? How about your ass, huh?” Spike was swapping between holes each time he thrusted now, not even caring if he was already cumming inside of her.

Countless loads had started to flood into her now, coming in rapid succession as she was forced into a morning puddle of sex. Her body was covered in sweat and sexual fluids, letting the stench of sex fill the entire shop and flooding the top of the store where everyone lived as well.

Pinkie was usually talkative, but her mouth was currently occupied with Spike’s tongue whenever she tried to make a comment, and it didn’t help that Spike was punishing her for being a perfect bimbo. No words were allowed to leave her mouth, only moans, and that was what made her feel even better. She was happy that she used this aphrodisiac on him, even if it did mean her holes were going to be stretched and sore for the next week at least. Luckily, and unluckily at the same time, Spike was finishing up his aggressive assault on her body.

It wouldn’t be the end without a good blowjob, so Spike grabbed her head and forced her to deepthroat him constantly. Loud slurps and choking came from her, but in a good way, as she sucked every inch that made it into her throat.

She had a choker on that was perfect for her position as a slut, and Spike was trying to break that off her with each rapid thrust into her throat. Without any hesitation, he went balls deep inside of her and unloaded into her immediately. The thickest streams of cum filled her stomach, sliding down her throat each time she gulped and licked his base. Nothing needed to be said or commanded anymore, it was all on instinct as she took it obediently.

Pulling out of her finally, Pinkie was covered in a couple more spurts of cum before Spike held his head, trying to come out of his haze as he stared at the ruined Pinkie in front of him. At first, he was confused beyond reason, until he started trying to sort through his thoughts to properly focus again.

”Ugh… What in the world just happened…? Pinkie..? Did you just drug me with the aphrodisiac and make me ruin you…?”

”Uhuh~! Hmmmph~… That was amazing! I don’t know how long we fucked for, but this felt amazing! The soreness in my body doesn’t even matter at this point, I need more! Mmmmph~!” Pinkie twitched and sat up, somehow able to move after being wrecked into the floor. “Didn’t think you had that much pent up stress though, you doing okay? As much as I enjoyed being treated like a sex toy, do you need someone to talk with? Don’t mind me licking myself though, can’t let this cum go to waste!”

Spike gave a weak chuckle as he heard this, thinking it was completely in line with how Pinkie thought. Looking around at the mess he had made, Spike sighed.

”Let’s… get this cleaned up first. I have to apologize to Mrs. Cake too…”

”Just give her a good cock in her ass! What? I’m not lying when I say that you know. Oh, welcome in!” Like nothing had happened, Pinkie greeted a new customer as her hair was a complete mess, frazzled thanks to Spike grabbing it so much. Awkwardly looking at the customer, Spike wasn’t going to forget what just happened for a long time.

A/N: Since we split sections of chapters between the chapters and the Sunset and Twilight section was getting a bit long we decided to split the next chapter into two. So here's the first part, next part coming soon.