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Against the thick glass window Pinkie Pie had pressed herself. The Earth Pony's wide blue eyes darted from side to side, taking in all the Ponies that walked past the bakery. Though it was not just every Pony she was observing; it was the stallions that caught her attentions. Every stallion that strolled into her line of sight was immediately broken down to his base components. His size, his weight, the color of his mane compared to the color of his coat. Each one had his own set of pros and cons, but none of them seemed to jump out at her in the way she wanted. She had, had stallions before; each one of them more than willing to help her out when she was in her heat. This was nothing new though, any stallion was always happy to help out a mare in their heat. It had become such a boring thing to worry about, almost like a chore more than a special time in a mare's life.

"That's right," she said to herself while she tapped her hoof on the glass. "All of you just keep strolling by. All of you are just a bunch of dirty stallions. I know what you want. You're not going to get it though. Nope, not a single one of you are going to get this mare. Just a bunch of party poopers that think me being in heat is just an everyday thing." Just then, a pegasus stallion came walking by just in front of the window. "Especially you!" Pinkie said as she looked down at him. "I don't even know you. But I know what you want you filthy stallion you." She then suddenly stopped and got an odd confused look on her face. "Hey, I don't know you! I know everypony in Ponyville! You must be here cause you know I am all heaty and stuff. Why you dirty stallion."

"I can hear you. You know?" the stallion said as he looked up into the window at the rambling mare with an annoyed glare.

"What?" Pinkie shouted to show that she was actually surprised at this information.

"Yeah, I can totally hear you. That glass isn't sound proof or anything." The Pegasus then got a long grin on his muzzle, and he leaned up towards the window a little bit. "So you're in heat huh? That's cool, my name is-"

"Don't care!" Pinkie shouted while jumping up into the air and grabbing the window blinds. She threw them down as hard as she could, causing a loud slamming sound to echo through out the room. "Bet'cha can't hear me now can you huh, huh?"

"I can actually. I just can't see you."

"Well I can't hear or see you, so nyaah!" after her small out burst, Pinkie let out a long sigh towards herself. She didn't know why during her heats she became so temperamental. She knew all to well that each mare was different, and she knew some had it a lot worse when it came to how they acted. She just didn't want to do the same hum drum routine of going into heat; finding a stallion, staying with him for a week or more, then just moving along like nothing ever happened. She wanted something new, something exciting, something she could run and tell all her friends about.

"Come on Pinkie," the little mare said to herself while ever so slowly banging her head up against the wall. "Keep it together. No need to get all weirdo on everypony. Probably should stop talking to yourself too. I mean it's not like I can answer myself right? Well, I mean I could answer myself, but then I shouldn't have asked the question because I would have already know the answer. I mean I guess I could ask myself a question to something I didn't know the answer to. Then I would have to come up with the answer to tell myself. That's not weird is it? No I don't think it is."

"Pinkie Pie."

"Arrgh, see? There I go. Now I am even saying my own name to myself. Why would I want to get my own attention? I mean I am right here with myself."

"Pinkie."

"You know what's really funny is that when I say my own name. It sounds just like Mrs Cake when she says my name and is starting to get annoyed."

"Pinkie!"

This last shout startled Pinkie enough to where she spun around to see that it was indeed Mrs Cake who had been calling her name. "Mrs Cake!" Pinkie called out as she put a long grin, and a very innocent looking smile on her face. "Hello! How are you? How long were you standing there? Did you know these windows aren't sound proof?" Mrs Cake decided to let the sound proofing comment go unanswered as she knew it was Pinkie either trying to quickly make herself look like she was not just there talking to herself, or she actually did want to know if she knew the windows were sound proofed or not.

"Pinkie," Mrs Cake started while regaining her composure, and putting the motherly tone back in her voice. "Now I am a mare of great experience, and Mr Cake and I know that it is that time of year for you."

"What, my birthday?" Pinkie asked in a childlike and excitable tone. "Oh, but wait. Wasn't my birthday just a few months ago?" Her eyes narrowed, and a look of sincere worry came over her muzzle. "Oh wow. What have I been doing for a whole year? I can't remember. I hope I threw everypony some nice parties for their birthdays."

"Your heat!" Mrs Cake cried out to interrupt the threat of another ramble. Though she quickly brought her voice back down before continuing. "You're in heat, Pinkie. And I just want you to know that if you need to talk about it. Just let me know."

"Aww, you're so nice, Mrs Cake," Pinkie said with a long smile. "But you don't have to worry about me. I've been in heat before. I got it totally under control."

"You do huh?" Mrs Cake asked as one of the sides of her mouth twisted upwards.

"Oh yeah! I am a pro when it comes to dealing with my heat. I can go forever without even thinking about it at all." Pinkie then struck a pose to show how proud she was of this fact that she had just made up.

"Uh huh," Mrs Cake said while rolling her eyes. "Then would you mind telling me about those loafs of bread you made this morning?"

"What about them?" Pinkie said with a voice that made it sound like she was being accused of something. "There was nothing wrong with them. They were perfectly made. Fit for Canterlot elites even!"

"I'm sure they were, dear. It's just they kinda looked like, umm," she paused for a moment while bringing her hoof up to scratch at her head. "Well it's just they looked like a particular part of a stallion. This is a family business after all. We just can't sell things that have that much umm. Girth, I guess?"

"Oh yeah, those loafs of bread." Pinkie then let out a small embarrassed giggle. Suddenly, a familiar sound came from outside, one that made Pinkie turn and open the windows again.

Outside she saw a cart rolling up to the delivery side of the building. It was being pulled by two working stallions, and the cart itself was loaded down with boxes. It wasn't the stallions or the boxes that caught her eye, it was the man driving the cart, a Human man. She knew his name was Elliot, and he was a close friend to the Cakes. More like a small business partner really as he would often come and pick up very special orders for them to take back to Earth to sell in his shop. She knew that lots of mares found Humans very attractive; one of her best friends was even married to one. She herself never quite found them much to look at for the most part though. Today was different, today he looked so much bigger, and hotter than she remembered him looking before. The way he bounded from the drivers seat of the cart. The way his voice boomed out in laughter as he made a passing joke to the stallions pulling the cart. Watching his strong looking arms take hold of a few packages, and the way his fingers took hold of them. Suddenly, a long smile of intent wormed its way onto Pinkie's muzzle as she knew what she wanted.

"Ya know Mrs Cake," Pinkie said with a almost disturbingly calm voice. "There is something you and Mr Cake could get me." By this time Pinkie had started rubbing her front hooves together as if she was concocting some diabolical plan.

"Oh?" Mrs Cake answered with a raised eye ridge. "And just what would that be dear?"

"A snow globe!" Pinkie shouted while spinning around, standing on her back legs, and throwing her front legs into the air to signify that this was her one true desire.

"A sn-snow globe?" Mrs Cake said with a dropped jaw.

"Oh yeah! A really nice one too! One with real snow flakes inside, and they fall over a fully lit up tiny tiny, itty bitty version of Canterlot castle. Oh, and it plays the Equestrian national anthem when you wind it up!" Pinkie was now looking at her hooves with wide eyed wonder as if she was already holding the object she had just described.

"Well that sounds lovely Pinkie, but I just don't know where we would find something like that. It sounds really extravagant, and umm, expensive."

"I know where to get one, just like that," Pinkie said as she trotted over to Mrs Cake and placed her hoof over the older mare's shoulder. She now started to gently push Mrs Cake towards the front of the store, moving along with her. "All you have to do is go to the Crystal Empire."

"Wait wait wait!" Mrs Cake protested while shrugging off Pinkie's leg, and stepping away. "The Crystal Empire? Just to get a snow globe? Oh Pinkie I don't know, it seems like a very big hassle and-" she had to stop talking as she now saw that Pinkie's eyes had become overly large; almost completely filled with the blue of her pupils. Her bottom lip had also jutted outwards, and was quivering almost in time with the slight glimmer in her tear welling eyes. Mrs Cake just let out a defeated sigh, as she knew that there was nothing that could be done. "Oh alright Pinkie." This was all that she had time to say as Pinkie now became a living tornado of action.

"Yippie!" Pinkie shouted, jumping high into the air and clapping her hooves together. "Here's your passports; your luggage, some bits for traveling, some bits for the snow globe, some bits for if you lose the bits I just gave you. Here's the train tickets, here's a list of all the things to do while you are there. Be sure to say hi to Cadance and Shining too okay? Here's some snacks; here's your husband, and here's Pumpkin and Pound. Okay, have fun, bye!"

The front door came to a thunderous slam as Mrs Cake found herself now outside the bakery with all the items that Pinkie had just listed off. Both the babies were giggling, though it was her husband, Mr Cake that caught her attention as he had a look of both shock and horror on his face. "I, I, I just don't know how I got here," Mr Cake whimpered out while looking around at the new surroundings he found himself in. Mrs Cake just shook her head with a laugh and started walking towards the train station.

"Come along dear," the blue Earth Pony commanded, gesturing for her mate to get the bags on the ground.

"Where are we going?" Mr Cake asked, picking up the bags in his mouth.

"The Crystal Empire apparently," Mrs Cake chuckled out.

"What, why?"

"I'll explain on the train dear. It's a mare thing." This last comment made Mr Cake look back at his bakery, and while he didn't have a full grasp on the situation. He did know that Pinkie was in there, and that was all he needed to think about for the moment. He himself just gave a quick laugh, then quickly trotted up to his wife.

"Carrot, Cup, you guys here?" Elliot called out as he walked into the bakery. After a few seconds of silence passed, he got a look of confusion on his face before starting to venture further into the store. He felt something was off, there was an odd air in the room, and he felt as if he was being watched. He was just about to call out the Cake's names once again, but something suddenly moved behind him, causing him to spin around. He didn't see what it was, all he knew was the the sign on the door was now swinging, and it had been moved from its open position to its closed one.

"Very funny guys," he nervously laughed out while repeatedly spinning on his heels to look around him at all angles. Once again he heard something dart around behind him, this time he was quick enough to catch just a small glimpse of the colorful blur that dashed around the room. This time, all the blinds and shutters on all the windows came to a slamming close, drastically dimming the light in the room he was in. This was about all the weird Pony stuff he could take, and decided to come back when there might be other customers around. "Okay," he shouted out into the empty room. "Guess I will just be going now. You all have fun trying to mess with someone else." That's when he made a few quick steps towards the door, reaching out for it to escape the situation. Something made him stop however, a familiar voice coming from behind him.

"Why hello there, Mr Elliot," Pinkie said in a cheerful and very seductive sounding tone. Elliot spun around once again, this time though getting a very relieved look as he saw the Earth Pony's familiar face.

"Ah, Pinkie!" he said in a sigh that showed his distress was starting to fade. "It's you, I thought something weird was going on."

"Really?" Pinkie asked, now completely dropping the breathy part of her voice. "Like what?"

"The uhh windows, the door. Something was bouncing around in here with me. I thought it might have been a ghost or something."

"Pfft, that's silly! There's no ghosts in here." This made Pinkie get a rather concerned look on her muzzle as she started to think about it. She knew full well that it was her that darted around to close the windows and lock the door, but she couldn't be sure if there was in fact no ghosts in here. "I mean, at least I don't think there aren't any ghosts in here. There might be. I have never checked for ghosts before so there may be at least one, or even two!" A cold shiver ran up her spine at this point, making her coat stand on end, and her mane spring up to look like she might have just been electrocuted. "I'm scared! Hold me!" With a blast of speed Pinkie soared towards Elliot. She crashed into him hard, causing both of them to tumble to the floor.

With a loud pain filled exhale, Elliot found himself on his back with the fear struck Pony laying on top of him. Even though the pain in his back was rather intense, he couldn't help but laugh when he saw the jumpy eyed Earth Pony looking around the room as she cowered on top of his body. That's when he lifted his hand up and gently pated her on the head while giving out a small sigh. "Don't worry, I doubt there are any ghosts here. I mean if you haven't seen them here before, I doubt they would just show up now for no reason." This made Pinkie look up, and he saw the face of fear wash off her face, being replaced by her old chipper one.

"Well yeah I guess that makes sense," she said letting out an exhale to show that she was relieved that her house wasn't haunted. Much to his surprise, her face once again shifted its appearance. Though this time it was into something he had never seen before. Her eyes became very focused, her lids dropped down just a little bit, and her mouth became a half crooked smile as she looked down at him. "So hey, what would you like to do since we are down here?" While saying this, she had begun to press her body a little harder to his, all the while moving her muzzle closer and closer to his lips.

"Umm, pick up my order and talk to Carrot for a bit," Elliot responded, completely oblivious to the mare's advances. Once again Pinkie's face changed its shape, looking very off put by his answer.

"Wait, what? You want to talk to a carrot?" she said, giving him a look as if he was the crazy one.

"No, no, I said I wanted to talk to Carrot. Not to a carrot." Elliot responded with a quick laugh.

"Who's Carrot?" Pinkie asked with a honest look of wonder. This made Elliot close his eyes and have to shake his head in disbelief that she had to ask that.

"Carrot, you know, Carrot Cake?" Pinkie remained silent, just shaking her head back and forth to show she still didn't know what he was talking about. "Cup Cake?" he said, knowing she had to least know who that was, but all he got was a empty blank stare. "Mr and Mrs Cake!" he shouted, really getting annoyed at the one sided exchange he was being submitted to.

"Oh them!" Pinkie said rolling her eyes and giving out a cheerful laugh. "Yeah they're not here. It's just us, all alone, here, in the shop." Her face returned back to the one of seduction she was wearing before, though this time her eyebrows were now bouncing up and down in a suggestive theme.

"Kay, where are they?" Elliot asked, still taking Pinkie's odd behaviour as just Pinkie's normal odd behaviour.

"Oh I dunno. I think they went to Canterlot to get crystals or something like that. I wasn't really paying attention." Now Elliot just let out a long sigh before taking the Pony in his arms, and rolling her off him so he could stand up.

"Yeah speaking of getting something," he started while dusting himself off. "I need to pick up that pie I had Cup Cake make for me. So you know, if you wouldn't mind?"

"Oh, yeah sure," Pinkie huffed out in a forelorned voice. "I guess I can go do that. Just go back there and get your pie. I mean it's not like you can do something else while you are here, with me, all alone." She gave him the biggest smile she could grow on her face, but it wasn't having the effect she hoped it would.

"That would be great. Thanks!" Elliot said while trying to return the smile back to her. Though his normal sized Human lips could in no way even begin to match the sheer length of the grin that she was showing. With this, Pinkie tried as hard as she could to not show the devastating feeling of disappointment that was flaring up inside her. All she did was keep the smile going as hard as she could, though now her teeth had started to gnash together rather hard, and grind back and forth. She slowly started to go back to the prep room where his order would have been stored, though she did start waving her hips back and forth in long exaggerated movements, hoping he would be able to see her flowing flanks and get at least a little turned on. This wasn't the case, and it made her give out a big huff of frustration before walking into the back room.

"Stupid Human!" she said to herself under her breath as she flung the pantry doors open. "Stupid stallions!" she mumbled again while grabbing at the box with Elliot's name on it. She walked over to the counter where she plopped the package down with little care for the well being for its contents. "Stupid heat!" she huffed out as she picked up a knife and started to slice very sloppy, and uneven cuts into the pie. "Make me feel all sexy and then no pony will even notice." That's when she looked down at the pie she was carving. She got a very malicious looking glare in her eyes, right before driving the knife into the counter.

"You!" she growled out, her hooves slamming down on either side of the box. "This is your fault! You knew he was coming here to get you, but you just stayed all quiet, just knowing that I was going to want him. But you wanted him all to yourself didn't you huh, huh, huh?" The pie in question remained completely silent at her interrogation. "Well I'll show you what happens when somepony tries to steal away Pinkie Pie's mate!" She scooped up the box, then zoomed over to the cellar door, flinging it open and tossing the pie down the stairs, then slamming the door all in one smooth motion. "And stay down there until I tell you to come back up!"

"Pinkie?" she heard Elliot call out from the front of the store. This seemed to knock her out of her small heat induced delirium, as she looked at the door with a panic of what she just did.

"Umm, uh oh." she gasped out, bringing her hooves quickly up to her mouth. The thought of bolting out the door and possibly moving away to a far away land came rushing into her mind. However, this did give her an idea, something that would force him to take notice of her particular situation. If this pie was now gone, then she would just have to make him a new one. A very special pie; a Pinkie Pie. She was very sure that he would love helping her make it too, all she had to do was get him back into the kitchen.

Pinkie came trotting happily out into the main room of the store with a long and happy look on her face. The one on Elliot's however was more confused than anything else. "No pie?" he asked, holding his hands out as if he wanted her to hand him something that she didn't have.

"Nope, sorry. The pie is gone." she told him in a very matter of fact way.

"Why is the pie gone? Did you make it? Was it back there? What happened to it?" With every question he asked, his voice became higher in tone, and even sounded a little angry by the end.

"Oh it was back there. I just kinda threw it down the stairs." As soon as she said this, Elliot's jaw dropped, and all he could do was make loud grunting noises at her. "No wait!" Pinkie shouted, realizing that she just told him the truth. "I didn't throw it down the stairs. It tripped, and fell down the stairs. Wait, that doesn't make any sense, pies can't walk. Okay yeah, I threw it down the stairs."

"B-b-b-ut, I mean, you what? You, I just. Pinkie, why?" Never in his life had Elliot become so flabbergasted at another person's actions. He knew full well that Pinkie was known far and wide for her random acts of silliness, but never did he think she was capable of just destroying a part of his lively hood for no reason. He was about to let all his emotions out in one massive explosions. Pinkie however was the first to speak, and off set the on coming tirade of yells he was preparing.

"Oh don't fret, Mister Serious!" she laughed out, not even noticing the multiple shades of red Elliot's face was turning. "It was just a simple pie. I really don't know why you Human's make a big fuss over Equestrian sweets all the time." Her head cocked to the side while her eyes became half lidded once more, and her voice became low, and raspy. "Besides. I am going to make you a new pie. Something you will really enjoy I think. I just need your help making it."

"Arrgh, fine!" Elliot shouted in a frustrated voice while letting his arms fall to his sides to clap on his thighs. "Can we just please hurry?"

"Yippie!" Pinkie shouted as she bolted at him. She leaped up into the air, wrapping her back legs around his waist, while her front ones clasped themselves around his neck. He was prepared for another bound like this now however, and as soon as she made contact with him, he steadied himself, while at the same time bringing his arms up to catch her. It wasn't his intention to do so, but because of the way she attached herself to him, his hands were now full of her delicate flanks. It made him blush a little, but she did not in any way seem to mind.

"Now," she said as she ever so gently placed her nose right up against his. "I am still really frightened about the whole ghost thing. So you are going to have to carry me back to the kitchen." She knew this plan had to work now. Being this close to him, feeling herself wrapped around his body, and feeling his hands gripping into her ass was more than she could take, and she felt the fires in her loins start to ignite.

Elliot walked slowly into the kitchen with the nuzzling Earth Pony still firmly wrapped around him. He didn't want to say anything about how heavy she was. It wasn't that she was fat by any means. It was just that Ponies were much more dense than Humans, and even a Pony as small as Pinkie weighed a lot more than what she would appear to be. He also wasn't quite sure why she had become rather affectionate over the course of their small trip to the kitchen. She had started to nuzzle herself into his neck every now and again, and he could have swore he felt her give a few kisses while she was there. It wasn't that he minded really, her soft fuzzy nose did feel rather nice. He just didn't want to get the wrong impression as he also knew that Ponies used physical touch a lot more than Humans did.

On the largest of the kitchen counters he sat her down with a small grunt. He looked down at her, and smiled, but couldn't help but notice that her bottom lip had now found its way into her mouth. He felt her back legs start to tighten around him, and even her front hooves were now slowly rubbing on his shoulders and upper back. She was also staring up at him with her massive bright blue eyes; ones that gave a couple of long slow blinks as he felt her hip start to gyrate there on the wooden fixture. "Umm, okay," he said with a small nervous voice. "Here we are. I guess I will just let you start to make that pie. I'll go and get some bowls. "He tried to pull away from her, but her strong back legs kept a tight grip on his waist, completely preventing him from leaving the spot he was standing in.

"Nuh uh," Pinkie sounded out as she leaned up and gave him a quick peck on the lips.

"D-don't you want me to get some stuff to make the pie? You know like ingredients and things like that?" His nervous level was now starting to overflow. He had heard of Ponies being affectionate, but kissing was something a little on the intimate side, even for Ponies.

"I think we have all the ingredients to make the pie right here." Now she let go of his shoulders, but being sure to keep a hold of his waist with her back legs. She laid herself down onto her back, while at the same time pushing her hips forward to make her crotch press hard into his.

"A-and just what kind of pie did you want to make?" he asked with a shudder in his voice. He couldn't believe this was happening right now to him. Even more so, he couldn't believe he was starting to get rather aroused.

"Mmm, a cream pie," Pinkie gasped out as the sound of those words turned her on more than anything that she could imagine right now. "I think it is time for you to preheat the oven for me." As she said this, her front leg reached down, and took his hand into her hoof. Ever so slowly she moved his hand over her stomach, pushing it slowly downwards until it fully covered the now moistened lips of her pussy making her give out a long open mouthed moan of pleasure.

Elliot finally swallowed the gigantic lump in his throat. All at once every moment that had happened up until this point started to make sence. It was then a giant imaginary banner in his mind came floating down, completely accompanied with balloons that read: Congratulations you moron! You figured out she was in heat!

"Oh, I don't know, Pinkie," Elliot said with a shaking voice, though he did little to try to remove his hand from where it was. "You are like Carrot and Cup's daughter. Carrot is a good friend of mine. This just seems really weird, and kinda wrong." Even while he was protesting the act of having sex with her. His hand still slowly started to rub up and down on her wetened pink lips. He wasn't doing much to spread them apart, or even use his fingers to enter her, but he could tell she was very much enjoying the delicate squeezes he was giving her.

"It, it's fine, I promise," Pinkie gasped out in a whisper as her hips moved up and down in time with his hands movements. "They left because they knew what I wanted." Just this little bit of encouragement seemed to make him start pressing his hand harder into her folds. Which in turn made her own movements more and more defined. She knew that it was just a simple matter of letting him know that this is how mares worked, and that there in fact was nothing wrong with two adults like them enjoying each other's company. "They left because they wanted to help me." After saying this she gave him the most seductive look she could muster, using her eye's giant blue pools to look up at him with an innocent gaze. "Wouldn't you like to help me too, Elliot?"

It was a war that Elliot knew that he had no chance of winning even before it started. Hearing her soft high pitched voice; seeing those eyes look up at him, and feeling the heat from her pussy on his hand as her body begged for attention. He gave her a long smile, then leaned down as his free hand moved to the back of her head where it got lost in the mass of her thick mane. He pulled up on her just as his lips came into contact with hers where he was very happy to feel her press up into him. Their lips met, and both let out a loud moan from the exquisite contact of the deep passionate kiss. Pinkie however had to suddenly break the kiss when she felt his middle finger slip between her pussy lips, and slowly begin to drag itself up and down.

"Ahh, oh yeah!" she shouted while looking down between her legs at his hand. "That's right, get that oven all nice and hot. Mmm unngh, yeah, you're going to love baking with me!" With that the little Pony just surrendered herself to the raging feeling of lust building inside her. Her hips started to rock back and forth, twitching and giving small leaps every time she felt his finger apply pressure to her swollen clit.

With increasing speed and force, Elliot started to rub her faster and faster. He was now more than into the experience of having sex with this soft coated Pony, and hearing her moans and little gasps did nothing but fuel his desire to give her what she wanted. That's when on one of his down strokes, he tensed up his finger, and slid its full length into her now drenched pussy. He got a massive smile of accomplishment when she let out a loud screaming moan, tossing herself down to her back where her head rolled from side to side, and her hips pumped themselves up and down every time he moved his finger in and out of her. The sounds that she made were intoxicating; quick gasping moans that seemed to have a slight whinny to them. He wanted to hear more, so he ever so slightly bent his finger upwards, making sure to rub on her most sensitive of spots while at the same time making sure his palm had gone rigid and flat to tense and press against her clit with every movement.

"El-El-El Elli- ah ah ah ot!" Pinkie cried out, completely overtaken by the feelings his hand was giving to her. "I've n-n-never been with a Human. I didn't know unngh ahh, you could do that with, ahh your fingers!" Even as she said this she could feel him start to become increasingly more vigorous with his strokes inside her. It felt wonderful enough to have him finger her pussy in such a way. It was when his free hand started to roam all over her body; starting at her neck, carving itself through her coat to her heaving chest where he rubbed back and forth. Lower still he explored, going down to her shaking stomach, and further still to where he reached a point that promised to throw her over the edge. It was there she felt the pad of his thumb start to rub and flick at the nipples of her small teats, and it was with that the fires of her first orgasm flared up to start running rampant through her body.

"Ooh yes, yes, ah ah ahh. Oh Elliot, right there, please unngh unngh ahh!" Her eyes smashed shut, her back arched itself off the table to where she had to use her front legs to support herself while her hips bounded uncontrollably to increase the pleasure of what his hand was doing to her.

"That's it baby, cum for me!" Elliot breathed out, his finger becoming like a jackhammer inside her. He made sure the whole of his hand slapped violently against the entirety of her snatch, loving the lewd slurping noises it made with every rapid thrust and pull in and out of her.

"Mmm, oh woo!" she moaned out with a stuttered laugh when her orgasm finally finished playing havok on her body. She laid there on the counter for just a few seconds, letting herself calm down for just a moment. It was when she felt him gently slide his finger out of her soaked depths did she start to get worked up once again.

"That feel good beautiful?" Elliot asked with an ever growing grin on his lips. All the while running his hands slowly up her sides, onto her chest and neck. He knew the answer to the question already of course. Her constant moans of pleasure and howls of orgasmic rapture did more than enough to tell him he had made her feel as good as he could. He did love hearing her say things in her little high pitched voice though.

"Mmm hmm," Pinkie moaned out as her eyes opened just a little to look up at him. Her legs now unwrapped themselves from his waist, and hung loosely off the counter's edge. Though she quickly brought one of her hooves up and planted it gently between his legs where she felt that he was more than ready to continue. "Feels like you are ready to feel good too," she said with a giggle. Her hoof then began to rub up and down, stroking the covered length of the shaft inside his pants. "Mmm your beater feels so hard. Do you wanna use it to stir me up? You ready to make that pie now?"

"Sounds like fun," Elliot said while leaning down towards her. Their lips met once more, and they each began to lick and nip at one another. Softly they pressed their mouths onto the other, almost in concert did their tongues start to weave into the other's wet and hot mouth where they started to lick, and play moan inducing games. After a brief time of this heavy kissing, Elliot felt her start to increase the rubbing of her hoof on his dick. He felt her hips start to roll, and even her tail was flicking back and forth, slapping on the inside of his thighs to let him know that she was more than ready to continue. While never once stopping the intense kissing session they had going on, he moved one of his hands down to his waist, gently moving her hoof out of the way so that he could start undoing his pants.

He loved the way that Pinkie was reacting to the anticipation of being bred. Her eyes were constantly locked onto his, her ears were twitching and flapping about her head, and she was giving quiet gasps with an open mouth. Even her hooves were doing all they could to stimulate his body. She used her back legs to rub up and down the outside of his thighs, and her front hooves were slowly caressing all up and down his arms, chest and shoulders. At last he finally removed his now steel hard shaft from his pants; the sight of it making Pinkie's hips push forward to let him know she was fully ready to feel him penetrate her. He didn't plow into her like he knew she wanted however, with just a simple slow thrust, he used the swollen head to ever so gently begin to part the drenched folds of her pussy. This act made the little pink mare let out a room filling grunt as she closed her eyes, and let her head fall towards the counter while keeping her back fully arched.

"Where I am from," Elliot started to say as his cock continued to slide its entire length through the syrup coated valley of her pussy. "Only the best things are made by slowly baking them." When he finished this, his dick was now fully resting on her. That's when he pulled back just a little bit, and started to use the head to press and play with her large firm clit. This made her squeal with delight, and caused her hips to roll around in long full circles. He knew he was teasing her, but he also knew that he was just so very turned on right now that if he wasn't careful, he would blow his load the second he placed himself inside her.

"Y-yeah?" Pinkie whimpered out, she did love to be teased, and the feeling of having the hardness of his shaft rub her up and down was making her whole body shiver with excitement. She had to have it though, her lust driven heat demanded to be satisfied and every time he slid his length onto her or played with her clit, it only inflamed that lust even more. She timed it just right; the feeling of the tip coming right to her entrance and pressing hard into her. That's when she quickly moved her hoof down to stop it from moving back up, while at the same thrusting her hips forward. Her little maneuver worked like a charm; she felt the head and at least an inch of his dick pop into her, making them both gasp and cry out from the pleasure of finally being joined. "Well sometimes here. It is just as fun to make things as fast as possible, and make a big mess! Mmm, so come on baby, cream this pie!"

"Oh god, Pinkie!" Elliot shouted out as he felt just the small amount of his dick enter her. His body gave him no choice after this, his hips took on a mind of their own as they shot forward, plunging him into as far as he could go. He could feel every muscle of her insides clamp down on him; capturing the thick swollen shaft and insuring that he would never want to leave her dripping heated depths. That's when he reached down and took her firm ass into his hands, lifting her up as he began to pull out just enough to where the head of his cock was about to exit her, only to drive back in with a hard solid push.

"Uh huh, ooh ah! Yeah that's it!" Pinkie bellowed out the moment she felt him start to rut into her. She laid completely back on the counter when he picked up her hips with his hands. Her front hooves reached down and took hold of the counter's edge where she used it as leverage to pull onto him every time she felt him push forward. Before long, the two were each enjoying the ecstasy of each others bodies, and Pinkie was lost to her lust. "Unngh unngh uh huh! Right there, oh please Elliot, right there! Don't stop pounding me like that!" Pinkie cried out while her head rolled from side to side.

With every new thrust into her slick pussy, Elliot could feel her get hotter and hotter. Never in his life had he felt a woman make him feel so good in such a short period of time. He could already feel the wonderful tingle in his balls letting him know that she was going to make him cum very soon, and he couldn't think of a way to stop it. He took away his hands from her hips, letting her body fall to the counter. In a gripping rush he started to rub his hands up her body, loving the way of how hard her heart was beating in her rapidly heaving chest. That's when he wrapped his arms under her back, and pulled on her so that she was now sitting upright. When he knew she had her balance, he moved his hands up her back, and started fondling through her mane. Though it was when he felt her once again wrap her back legs around his waist, and start pumping as hard as she could did he know he was at his limit.

"Ah P-P-Pinkie, you feel so fucking good. I can't hold out anymore!" He moaned out in a rasping and strained voice into her ear.

"Uh huh uh huh uh huh! Do, do it, come on, let it out and fill me up!" Pinkie commanded just as she took his head into her hooves, and drove her mouth onto his. She moaned wildly into his throat when he returned the same passion filled kiss to her. Their tongues once more started to thrash and play with one another, and she could feel his cock swelling inside her. She felt his entire body tense up, and he let out a long muffled scream into her mouth. That's when she felt him start to let loose rope after rope of his hot seed deep into her. With every new splash of his cum surging into her, her own body started to react, and with one of his thrusts, her own hard orgasm triggered. "Arrgh nuh huh, Elliot! Right there, let me have it!" Every time he thrust into her, delivering another burning load to her womb, another blinding wave of pleasure ran from her pussy through her body, and all she could do was just hold onto him as tightly as she could, letting every pulse make her scream out her joy.

Pinkie and Elliot started to exchange small kisses with one another as their orgasms started to fade. The wonderful little aftershocks running through each of their bodies would make them each hump gently towards the other, causing little happy moans to escape their mouths. Pinkie let her body go limp, but loved how he just held her up, using all his strength to hold her there with him. She took in what was probably the biggest inhale she could remember while Elliot began to kiss down the side of her muzzle, to her ear, and down her neck.

"God, Pinkie," Elliot sighed out while continuing to give her small pecks all about her head, neck and face. "That was absolutely wonderful."

"Yeah?" Pinkie said with a long smile. "You like making cream pies with me?"

"You have no idea," Elliot laughed out before giving her another deep kiss on her lips. "I think I may be in trouble though. I am not sure I will ever want to make another kind of pie again!" This made Pinkie join him in his laugh, wrapping her front legs around his shoulders and back in a hard embrace.

"Well you better be careful what you wish for, Mister Elliot. I tend to stay in heat longer than most mares. And I think you might just get sick of cream pies after a while," she said this in a joking tone, but her face gave him a long wide eyed sad look, complete with a cute quivering bottom lip that popped out quite a ways.

"Never," Elliot said as he leaned down to kiss the bottom lip that had jutted out.

"Never ever?" Pinkie said with a giggle.

"Never ever, ever, ever, ever!" Elliot replied with his own child like laugh.

"That's like, forever!" Pinkie gasped out in surprise. Though she did love seeing him just nod his head up and down to let her know he meant what he said. The two exchanged a long look into the other's eyes, then they both leaned in, and started a long deep kiss.

"Ah hem!" A nervous voice sounded out from the doorway of the kitchen. This made both Elliot and Pinkie snap their heads towards the sound, only to see a very shocked looking Mrs Cake standing there with a look of both dumbfoundedness, and even a little annoyed.

"We umm, kinda forgot the babies diaper bag and uhh," Mrs Cake stammered out while shifting her weight from side to side, and looking at everything in the room except for the pair on the counter.

"Well hey there, Mrs Cake!" Pinkie shouted out in a friendly voice, all the while waving one of her front legs in a frantic wave. "You'll never believe what we just did!" Just after saying this, Pinkie latched her front legs around Elliot's shoulders, who by now had turned white as a ghost from the embarrassment of being caught this way.

"Honey!" Mrs Cake shouted into the other room as she turned around and started to leave. "Get out the bit savings. We are going to have to probably replace the entire kitchen now!"

Author's Notes:

Err mer gerd! I am so sorry this chapter took as long as it did. I got so caught up in GTA, then some real life stuff happened. So sorry again. Plus writing Pinkie has never been a strong suit for me. I am just not very good at her mannerisms. But all that aside, I hope you all enjoyed this new chapter. A new one will be up soon!