Pinkie’s New Drink

Carrot Cake had taken Twilight's advice and had opted to take a train to Manehatten. Perhaps Mrs Cake it had been a long time coming. Sugarcube Corner had remained an only Ponyville business for too long, and it was about time to expand. That being said it was awfully lonely without her husband, especially so late in the day. Of course one couldn’t be so lonely in Sugarcube Corner for long, not when Pinkie was about.

“What’s got you down Cup Cake? Missing Carrot Cake? Maybe you can have fun with me instead?” Pinkie suggested to her boss. Pulling a list out of her hair. “I have it in my schedule see, right here. Keep Mrs Cake company while her husband is away.”

Cup Cake couldn’t help but smile, leave it to Pinkie to always find some way to be there for those ponies that were lonely. “I’ll be fine Pinkie, really.”

“You sure? We’ll could you please do me this tiny tiniest favour please?" She asked, her eyes becoming like that of puppies. Mrs Cake was well used to this tactic, but that didn't mean she was resistant to it.

"Of course Pinkie what can I help you with?" She asked, getting up the wall she'd been leaning against. Out of nowhere Pinkie pulled out a frothy pink and black drink.

"It's my new party drink, specifically for all the dietary ponies who are boring and watch their calories and sugar intake." Pinkie explained, presenting the drink on the table. "This new drink should be super duper tasty and super healthy for ponies who care about that for some reason."

Rolling her eyes at Pinkie’s dismissiveness to her health she took the drink nevertheless. It certainly didn’t look appealing but with Pinkie looks could be deceiving. Tentatively she took a sip of the thick substance. Yet to her surprise it didn’t taste awful at all, quite the opposite. It was like one of their own strawberry milkshakes, with a sweet thick substance. She soon found herself gulping down as much of the drink as she could manage. Pausing only to take short gulps of air.

"That was delicious Pinkie. I don't suppose you'd be willing to share the recipe?" Cup Cake asked cheekily.

"Sorry Mrs Cake old Pinkie Pie recipe. Can't give this one away or I'll be out of the job." Pinkie explained, "oh but I'll have another batch ready by tomorrow. But for now I got an appointment at Lyra's."

Pinkie tore up her waitress uniform to reveal that of an escort's outfit underneath and without a shred of shame made her way out into Ponyville in broad daylight. For the rest of the day there were only a few customers and eventually closing time was approaching. Much to Cup Cake's relief as her thoughts shifted towards her bedroom, it had been a long day and throughout it she had found herself growing more and more aroused.

"Haven't felt this pent up for a long time." She muttered to herself before the doors of the bakery opened and a dragon and Princess Twilight came in. As the dragon stepped in, with his bulging sexy muscles yet boyish charm, his firm swaying tail, Cup Cake's heart skipped a beat.

'What the hell was that?' She thought to herself, but hid her panic behind a gentle smile.

"Princess Twilight a pleasure to see you again, and Spike what can I do for you?" She asked, hoping her facade wouldn't be seen through. It must have just been a fluke. "Perhaps you're after your usual? I'm sure we've got some gems here somewhere."

“Oh that sounds great Mrs Cake. Do you think you can make them the same way Pinkie does?" Spike asked carelessly, not aware that Pinkie's newest brand of muffins that had a certain unique ingredient that Cup Cake couldn't replicate. Until now.

Though no one in the room noticed it, Cup Cake's breasts swelled with the same creamy, delicious milk that Pinkie would use for her new treats. The difference was minor, Cup Cake was a recent mother after all, but her breasts were a shade larger than before and now leaked with thick milk.

"Of course I do Spike, I taught her everything she knows after all. But I'd need some privacy please." She told Spike, but then her mind wondered how such a sexy young man would think of seeing her bare breasts. After all she knew she had quite the pair if she said so herself.

"Mrs Cake you seem to have spaced out." Spike pointed out with an innocent obliviousness.

"Oh sorry there Spike, yes I'll get you those treats and what can I get you Princess?" She asked, scrambling to make sure her lewd thoughts were invisible to the Princess. Sadly for her Twilight had quite the dirty mind, and a dirtier intuition, it seemed she had picked up on Mrs Cake's thoughts.

"Oh I think I'll just have a simple soda, I wouldn't want to keep you from your special time." Twilight said with a wink. Oh crap. “But I actually came here to tell you there’s been an unscheduled blizzard in Manehattan.”

“A unscheduled blizzard? Is Everypony okay? Is Carrot alright?” She asked, her questions blurting out one after another.

“Everything is fine, no one was hurt. But even with Rainbow and the Wonderbolts over there it’s going to be a month until they get out, and the phone lines are down. I’m afraid that your husband’s trip will be even longer than we thought.” Twilight explained with an apologetic frown, though behind the mask she was grinning.

Cup Cake was at a loss, she was so pent up, she needed her husband’s relief. She’d hoped for phone sex, or at least word on her husband’s return. Now though she would have to make do.

Then however Twilight’s voice lowered to a whisper. “Maybe it’s an opportunity to do all the things you’d rather keep secret from your husband.”

Cup Cake blushed, and her eyes betrayed her. Darting to the dragon sitting at one of her tables sitting innocently and patiently for his snack. But her mind instead pictured the beast she had seen at Ukuphana with two dicks each that each dwarfed her husband’s plunging into that Zebra woman.

As she got to making Spike’s muffin the thought was still fresh in her mind, and one that distracted her from doing her job properly. She was thinking about how good it would feel to wrap her own huge tits around Spike’s dominating dicks. When she had to milk her own tits for the cream she was fantasising what it would be like to feed the dragon herself.

When she snapped back to reality she was so embarrassed by her sinful thoughts that she didn’t notice her mistake. Without realising it she had accidentally made one of the erotic shaped muffins Twilight had suggested she has make. Shaped exactly like her own tits. Mortifyingly she hadn’t noticed this fact until after she had handed it to Spike.

“Erm Mrs Cake this muffin has an interesting shape. Did you mean to make it this way?" Spike asked, looking a the tit shaped muffin.

Cup Cake's first instinct was to deny it instantly, but then she realised that was exactly what she intended to do. "Well you see Spike what with Twilight saying that we had to convert part of our business into a strip club it just made sense the bakery become erotic."

That was her excuse, and it was true to an extent. But given that the tit muffin was shaped based on her own breasts secretly she was curious as to how the sexy dragon stud would devour it. Annoyingly it seemed Twilight could see through her bluff.

Spike shrugged ate the cupcake. Licking the icing off with a big goofy smile on his lips. For the briefest of moments Cup Cake imagined him wrapping his tongue around her tits, draining her milk right from her body.

“That’s delicious. Are you a better erotic baker than a normal baker by any chance?” Spike asked carelessly. Twilight however did notice as Cup Cake's skills and talents changed immediately to a much more erotic turn. Too horny, embarrassed and nervous Mrs Cake excused herself and let them eat in peace.

Thankfully for the rest of the day she was able to control herself and with the exception of visitors to Pinkie's Strip Club the bakery remained quite empty. And soon enough it was time for the bakery to close, until another customer entered the cafe. This woman was dressed in a head scarf, sunglasses and a thick coat, from what Cup Cake could tell she was trying to keep a low profile.

"I was just about to close up dear but I could whip you up something if you want?" She offered but she knew it would be in vain.

"Actually I was just headed to the strip club here. If you were just closing up perhaps you could accompany me." The woman suggested, her voice was silky and sultry like that of an angel.

"Oh dear I'm afraid that's not my cup of tea." She told her with a sympathetic yet apologetic smile.

"Have you tried it before?" The woman asked, leaning up to the table.

"Well no... but I'm married." Cup Cake said, but the woman simply took her hand into hers.

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him. Come on I can tell you're lonely. Let's have a little girl's night out." She purred and with a strength that Cup Cake couldn't resist she dragged into her cafe's strip club. For a brief moment she was blinded by the lights and music, but after adapting she was able to see Pinkie there. Dancing at the poll, gyrating and moving in a way that defied description.

Somehow despite herself Cup Cake felt the arousal seep through her, as if trickling in through this woman's pink hands. She'd thought she was too old for this, but these last few days brought an arousal and sex drive exceeding her youth.

"Wouldn't it be sexy, to be up on that pole?" The woman purred, bringing her lips just inches from Cup Cake's ear. "Watching all those sexy mares lusting over your body? Having a dragon stud to serve and fuck whenever he wants."

Cup Cake said nothing, but her eyes closed and shivers went up down her spine, as her mind just thought about it. She couldn't she was married... but that didn't mean she couldn't think about it.

"Why don't we make this a nightly affair?"

A/N: Sorry for the lack of pictures for Mrs Cake but whilst there are a great number of explicit and suggestive Cup Cake images, not so much great safe ones. Which means I have to wait until she's corrupted to a point where the images are appreciate.