Given that it was a Saturday, Ponyville was about as busy as you'd expect. Stallions and mares were going about their day, doing their shopping or just generally enjoying the weekend. And by far one of the most frequented places in town was undoubtedly Sugar Cube Corner. This confectionary shop, run by the friendly Cake family, was a popular spot for anypony, but for one particular mare, it was home. Pinkie Pie, former bearer of the element of laughter, had worked here for many years, almost as long as she'd been living in this town. She couldn't imagine life without this place or her employers, who had become more-or-less a surrogate family for her. Today though, she was just as busy as they were, helping out with the scores of customers they were receiving.

Pinkie was, in many ways, a plus for anypony visiting the store when she was working. She had this uncanny knack for putting a smile on anypony's face, no matter how glum they were feeling. Today was no exception, as customer after customer left the store with both a full belly and a massive grin upon their faces. It was the kind of service the Cakes were always happy to give to their patrons, and so it was that the day went on with little incident, which was saying something given how manic Pinkie was famous for being sometimes. But eventually, the store reached it's closing hours, and the last of the Cake's customers began to leave, waving goodbye as they did so. After removing her apron and carefully storing it away, Pinkie turned to see the Cakes, along with their two young children, look as if they were packing for a long trip. After a few minutes of silence, Mrs Cake saw Pinkie's look of curiosity before smiling at her.

"Don't you remember, Pinkie? I'm taking the family to visit my sister for the rest of the weekend."

Pinkie's face lit up, her memory kicking in on that count.

"Oh yeah! I'll bet you'll have the best of times over there!"

Mrs Cake chuckled a little at that.

"I have no doubt. You sure you'll be okay minding the store while we're gone?"

Pinkie giggled a little before answering.

"Sure! It wouldn't be the first time!"

Mrs Cake nodded at that answer before turning to her husband, who was lifting their travel bags in his mouth. Nodding to him, Mrs Cake carefully lifted her twin children into a large pocket area of a saddle bag she'd fastened to herself before turning to face Pinkie once more. The two smiled at each other before Pinkie stepped aside, letting the family pass her by and make their way out of the store. Pinkie waved furiously at them, which they returned in kind, and kept watch as they got further and further away from her. Eventually, they faded from view entirely, leading to Pinkie closing the store's front door and turning, ready to make sure the place was all clean and sorted for the morning. However, mere minutes after starting that task, the pink mare's attention was drawn to a tapping at the window. Turning, a sly smile crept onto her face as she saw who was there.

"Well...hello there, Mike."

Pinkie looked on as Mike, a human male, entered the shop, carefully closing the door behind him. Although once a controversial thing, mares getting together with human males had become quite a commonplace thing these days. And Michael, or Mike as Pinkie preferred to call him, was a fun enough guy, at least by Pinkie's standards, to manage to actually get together with her. Though this had often caused a great deal of confusion from Pinkie's close friends and associates, given that the man lacked any of the overly-energetic tendencies his new girlfriend was famous for having. Still, if Pinkie considered him good enough for romance, that was the end of it. Mike smiled at the pink mare and took a wide bow.

"Good evening milady. I trust the evening finds you well?"

Pinkie giggled at her visitor's behaviour before bowing right back at him.

"Naturally...you lovely hunk you."

Mike sighed at that as he stood up once again.

"Well, that didn't last long."

Another giggle from Pinkie was swiftly followed by her charging towards him, leaping up into the air and Mike reacting quickly to catch her, all before the mare wrapped her forehooves around his neck and planted a tender kiss upon his lips. The man returned the gesture, holding her close. The two enjoyed this private moment together before their lips parted, Pinkie looking at him affectionately.

"I can't tell you how much I missed you while you were away."

Mike nodded at that.

"Me too. Barely a day went by when I didn't think of you. I wish my new job didn’t have to take me back to Earth all the time, but..."

He didn't get the chance to finish that sentence, as Pinkie gently placed a hoof upon his lips before smiling at him.

"Don't worry about it, Mikey. The important thing is that you're here now."

Mike smiled back at her before speaking up again.

"Well...it's not as if I was going to miss out on today of all days."

Pinkie's face betrayed the fact that she was clearly excited about something, but quickly cleared her throat and put on a "super serious" face, carefully wriggling out of his grasp and landing safely on all four hooves before turning away from him a little.

"Today? Why? Is there something special about today, Mike?"

The man chuckled at that, having known his girlfriend long enough to recognise one of her games when he saw one. So he took a step forward before leaning in and whispering in her ear.

"Oh, indeed. I believe today is quite special. You might have thought about it."

Pinkie had to fight with all her might not to smile widely at that, and instead began to walk away from him.

"I'm afraid I have no idea what you mean."

Mike, realising that it was probably for the best just to give in to her, simple sighed before reaching behind and pulling out an item from his back pocket. Pinkie turned as he presented it to her, and it was here that she finally cracked a smile. For in his hands was a rather large can of whipped cream. Looking up at her coltfriend, she was practically beaming, especially as he spoke softly to her.

"Happy anniversary, Pinkie."

Pinkie, naturally, was very happy about this, and leaning in closer for another kiss. Mike returned it as he placed the can upon the floor, using his now-free hand to caress the side of his girlfriend’s face as they kissed. They stayed together for some time before eventually having to come up for air, after which, Pinkie placed a hoof upon the can on the floor.

"You know, I would love to try this out upstairs, but..."

Mike looked on as Pinkie seemed to be deep in thought over something. She stared off into space for about a minute or two before smiling again. Only this time it wasn't her usual, bubbly and happy smile, but rather a more sly and mischievous one. Needless to say, it was an expression that sent a shiver down Mike's spine, though he'd be the first to say that it was far from an unpleasant feeling. Pinkie turned and looked him square in the eye, placing a hoof gently on the side of his face before speaking softly to him.

"You know...how about we go without the cream this year and maybe...you know...just stick to you and me?"

The man raised an eyebrow at that.

"Oh? Don't think me unwilling, Pinks, but may I ask why?"

Pinkie kept her sly grin before moving forward in a somewhat sultry manner, whispering into her coltfriend's ear.

"Well...let's just say I'm a little...heated this time around."

Although an obvious message, it took Mike a few moments to come to grasp with what Pinkie had just told him. When he DID realise it however, his eyes widened greatly and he looked at her. It was all coming together in his mind now, as evidenced by the nervous cough he let out, which was something Pinkie couldn't help but giggle at a little. However, it didn't take him long to calm himself down enough to get his words together.

"Alrighty then. In that case...shall we?"

He stood tall and offered his hand to her, which she politely took into her own hoof. The two lovers made their way upstairs, with Pinkie making sure to lock the shop door before they went up. It took but a moment for them to arrive at Pinkie's apartment, after which they made sure to lock that door also. Pinkie loved having visitors as much as the next pony, but tonight, she wanted nothing more than privacy. It was here that Mike allowed her to take the lead, watching as she made her way to her bed, lying on top of it and watching him with a smile and a half-lidded look in her eyes.

"Well...I'm waiting," she said in an inviting tone.

Mike smiled a great deal at that before getting to work, removing every item of clothing he had on him. Pinkie watched with a look that made it clear that she approved of what she was seeing. After a moment or two, her partner was just as bare as she was, and she watched as he crawled onto her bed to join her. Pinkie took this moment to reposition herself so that she was now lying flat on her back, watching as Mike moved himself so that he was now on top of her. The two gazed into each other's eyes in a loving manner before Mike started work, lowering himself and planting a kiss upon Pinkie's lips. Pinkie wrapped her forelegs around his neck and held him close as he did this. The two kept things at kissing for a few moments, but they both knew that it wasn't long before Mike would have to satisfy Pinkie's urges.

However, rather than get straight to business, a smirk appeared on Mike's face as he decided to prolong things just a little bit more. He raised one free hand and began to run his fingers through the fur on Pinkie's chest, taking a moment to feel how warm she was. He caressed her up and down her chest, reaching all the way down to her belly, eliciting more than a few moans from her as he did so. Every once in a while he's take a finger and make circles on her chest in a gentle fashion, causing little ticklish sensations in her, as evidenced by the occasional giggle she let out. Only after the third such laugh did Pinkie finally stop kissing him and instead looked at him in an amorous fashion.

"I love those little finger things you do...but could we maybe get to the fun part already?"

Mike smiled back at her before leaning down and planting a quick kiss on her cheek.

"For you, Pinkie, anything."

Pinkie smiled back at him and leaned her head back into her pillow, her eyes closed in anticipation of what she knew was coming. Mike looked down a little, making sure that his exposed tip was right in line with Pinkie's now-dripping entrance. With one careful and slow thrust, he entered her, causing the mare to bite down hard on her lower lip. But even in spite of that, her moans were escaping her, and Mike kept pushing deeper and deeper within her. If there was one thing he'd learned about dating mares, it's that they were deep. As such it took a while before he finally managed to press his member against her back wall. And one he did, that caused Pinkie to react, lifting her hind legs upwards and wrapping them around his waist, holding him tight.

"Oh, yes! That's it! Give it to me! Turn me into a cream-filled pie!"

Mike's eyes snapped open at that.

"God, I love it when you do sexy food talk like that!"

The two chuckled at that before getting down to business, with Mike moving his hips backwards and forward in a rhythmic motion. Although it had to be said that, with the way Pinkie's legs were locked around him, there was only so far he could pull out of her during his motions. Not that he was complaining of course. After all, being inside her was, in his mind, the greatest feeling in the world. She was so tight, so moist, and every millimetre of her insides sent shockwaves of pleasure through him. Pinkie too was experiencing great pleasure at this, as shown by the massive redness that emerged on her cheeks, not to mention the hungry look she was giving him during this.

"Oh Mike...you're amazing!"

Her coltfrined smiled affectionately as he kept up his motions, leaning forward and giving a kiss on her neck, causing yet another moan from her before he answered her.

"Well...you give more than you're getting, Pinks."

Pinkie chuckled at that before keeping up with her holding him close. Mike just carried on with his usual pattern for a while before, in a spur-of-the-moment idea, he reached down with both hands and grabbed onto the area of Pinkie's flank where her cutie marks were. This was quite clearly a sensitive area for her, given that she was doing her best not to scream right then and there. Mike took a moment to admire Pinkie's hind-quarters. Given that she was one for cakes and sweets, it was no surprise that she was a bit more plump there than a lot of mares her age. But that didn't matter to Mike. If anything he actually found it to be among Pinkie's more attractive physical qualities. A "perfect rump for a perfect mare", he'd once said to her. And Pinkie, being the mare she was, had managed to be both annoyed AND turned on at the same time upon hearing it. So much so that Mike had barely been able to walk after the night she gave him.

And speaking of which, he had no doubt that this little get-together with her would yield similar results, especially if she was in heat. Still, the idea of being locked away with her for a full week doing nothing but mating with her was far from an unpleasant though, to which he gave Pinkie a sly grin. Pinkie saw it and knew immediately what was going on in his mind, and held on even tighter, even making sure to wiggle her behind while he held it, to his great pleasure. After many minutes of this action between the two, both could feel that it would soon be time for them to reach the end of their little misadventure, and so they both silently nodded at each other, agreeing to pick up the pace. Mike moved back and forth even faster than he had been doing, and Pinkie's marehood, as if reading it's owner's mind, became even tighter around Mike's member.

After a few more thrusts from the man, Pinkie finally let out a scream of pleasure as he rammed into her back wall, his member bursting forth and letting out a torrent within her. Pinkie too was flooding, and Mike groaned in a pleasured manner as he felt her hot fluids over his erection. They stayed together, both waiting to cool off as Mike was still plunged within her. He gently lowered himself, his head now resting on the soft fur of Pinkie's chest. Pinkie smiled lovingly at him and raised a hoof to carefully run through his hair. Both partners closed their eyes and enjoyed this moment, in the cool-off from their lovemaking. Mike, after a great deal of panting and breath-catching, finally spoke up to her.

"Pinkie...you're...amazing."

Pinkie giggled at that before answering in an uncharacteristically quiet tone.

"So are you."

The mare's eyes then widened as a new thought came into her mind. After looking down at Mike, who was at this point oblivious to her stare, she smiled a little.

"You...loved that, didn’t you Mike?"

The man let out a soft moan before answering.

"Hmmmm...yeah."

Pinkie's smiled widened.

"You love me...right?"

"No question," Mike answered.

Pinkie's eyes lit up after that.

"Great! Then you wouldn't mind helping out with my sister Maud's heat tomorrow, right?"

"Of course I...wait...what?!"

It was here that Mike looked up at Pinkie, his face making it clear that he hadn't quite believed what she'd just said to him. Pinkie though merely looked at her coltfriend with a look that wouldn't have been out-of-place on a guilty schoolchild after having been caught doing something wrong, complete with a fake and nervous-looking smile.

"Um...happy anniversary?"