Additional Characters: Imagined Zebras and Griffons, Earth Pony Stallions
Contains vivid interspecies fantasies, multiple orgasms via masturbation, various toys including interspecies dildos, vibrating butt plugs, sneaky/accidental appointments while wearing said butt plug, and a joke about a butt plug inside a stallion at the end.

“Wowwee! There must be a loooooot of baking supplies in this bad boy,” Pinkie stared intently at the package as she patted it down, causing Mrs. Cake’s heart to race as she expected the pink earth pony to start opening it any moment. Sugar Belle stood to the side, glancing at the package before smirking at the big blue MILF sweating from her intent gaze.

“Yup! Definitely new baking supplies that you’ll for sure be seeing in various areas in the kitchen!” Mrs. Cake chuckled, walking back up to the package and moving it back towards herself as she stared at Pinkie’s obliviously swaying poofy tail. “Now, why don’t you girls check and see if there’s uh, anything else that needs to be restocked in the kitchen. I’ll just open this and inspect everything for q-quality assurance purposes…”

“Okie dokie!” Pinkie jumped in the air before landing on all four hooves and openly grinning at her boss. “You ready, Sugar Belle?”

“Of course,” Sugar Belle smiled more softly as she followed the bouncing mare out of the room, but not before glancing over her shoulder at Mrs. Cake. “Hope those products have wonderful quality to them, Mrs. Cake~”

Mrs. Cake felt her stomach twisting until the two pink ponies disappeared into the kitchen, and the chubby mare lifted the weighty package up the stairs, using her bulky earth pony strength to push it up to her room like her life depended on it. Was she just imagining the glint in Sugar Belle’s cherry red eyes, or the luring tone in her voice? How would she even know that Mrs. Cake had bought very salacious items? Did she not properly hide her tracks? The evergrowing thoughts should’ve turned off the secretive mare from using such toys without the knowledge of her husband, but it only made her pussy all the more wetter behind her crimson tail. Bringing the package to the top of the stairs, Mrs. Cake then opened the door to her room and proceeded to shove the package into her room, closing the door and locking it behind her before reaching for some nearby scissors on her nightstand. Without Sugar Belle to use her magic, it took the earth pony an admittedly long amount of time to use her muzzle and forehooves to open the package. The fact that she was getting more red in the face and her tail was flagging to the side in anticipation for those imaginary zebras and griffons made it take longer, and Mrs. Cake dropped the scissors on the floor and gasped as she finally opened the package and stared at the contents inside. Nothing in the box was a surprise to her, but the sheer amount of the bought sex toys and similar products made her jaw drop.

The one that stood out to her first after pulling out some of the bubble wrap was the striped dildo. Just slightly bigger than the average dick, Mrs. Cake held it by the middle with her hooves. With her inspection, Mrs. Cake wished it could’ve been a normal curiosity of the toy itself. But the chubby earth pony’s thoughts went much deeper.than that. With only Zecora to reference in real life, and the word of those that had visited Zebrica, Mrs. Cake imagined a beefy and tall zebra stud that put even the powerful Big Mac to shame. She imagined him as having deep green eyes and a sonorous voice that would do wonders for her loins. Noticing that the zebra dildo had a suction cup at the end, Mrs. Cake placed the striped dildo on the floor, tapping it with her hoof a few times to make sure it was securely fastened against the surface. Grinning when she was confident it would stay, Mrs. Cake then returned to the open box and fished out a small bottle of strawberry-flavored lube with a cute little picture of said fruit on the bottle. Popping it open and squirting a generous amount on the tip and around the fake zebra dick, paired with the fact that her breeding hole was already wetter than she’d like to admit, Mrs. Cake knew there was no more preparation needed. Closing the bottle and tossing it back in the box for the time being, the big blue baker turned her fat blue ponut and pussy lips towards the striped dildo and wiggled her ass. With the sliding glass door of her closet across from the MILF also serving as a mirror, Mrs. Cake could watch her fat blue ass cheeks rippling before the striped dildo. Closing her eyes and imagining putting on a show for the superior stud to her pathetic husband, Mrs. Cake gasped at the messy fantasy unfolding in her brain.

“Clap for me,” the zebra stud would say, and his green eyes ogling her cupcake cutie marks would leave absolutely nothing to the imagination.

Mrs. Cake bit her lip, nodding to the imagery in her head as she worked her muscles with more vigor, not even needing to open her eyes to know her ass cheeks were clapping loud enough for the whole bakery to hear. And now that she was in the privacy of her own room, the older mare was sure she could come up with an excuse if anypony said anything. So she allowed herself to continue clapping her fat ass for the zebra stallion in her mind. She was sure that despite her bigger figure and older age, or perhaps because of it, the zebra stallion would’ve licked his lips and trotted towards her. Mounted her as he rested his forelegs over her shoulders and pressed his seven inches against her needy cunt. As she was imagining this, Mrs. Cake pressed her entrance gently against the tip of the dildo and took a few deep breaths, before moving down her silky and aroused pussy on the fake zebra dick. Feeling the tip slide inside her as well as the first two inches, the older mare couldn’t help but let out a feminine moan through her bitten lip. Opening her eyes and glancing down at less than half of the dildo inside her, Mrs. Cake knew she was ready for more. Closing her eyes and imaging the zebra stud sinking more of his length in her while leaning forward and biting her ear, Mrs. Cake couldn’t keep biting her lip anymore as she let out a high-pitched “ahn!” when she dropped down on the whole dildo. With all of the length suddenly inside her, her pussy smacking against the fake pair of zebra balls, Mrs. Cake was shuddering and moaning at the treat that was only beginning for her. Lifting herself so that only the tip of the dildo was inside her, she slammed herself back down on the toy with a loud “YES!” that made her heart skip a beat. While the chubby MILF could get away with smacking her ass cheeks, her words would be more likely to give her away.

So Mrs. Cake kept her voice down, still allowing herself to moan and gasp as she continued slamming herself down on the striped dildo. Much to her growing excitement and dismay, Mrs. Cake felt that the dildo inside her somehow performed better than her own husband had. Did he simply fall off the horse when it came to sexual performance? Or was he always that terrible at sex? Either way, the zebra stallion in her mind was starting to thrust into her harder, and Mrs. Cake proceeded to slam down on the dildo even faster as her moans became louder and more shaky. Unlike with her husband, the zebra stallion she was imagining was beginning to make her see stars. It was truly a work of art the way he thrusted into her and moved like a machine. She imagined him removing his teeth from her ear and pressing his lips there instead, commanding three words that would become her undoing.

“Cum for me,” she would imagine him ordering her, his striped and rippling thighs moving in a blur as he jackhammered into her like there was no tomorrow, in a more deep and domineering tone than before.

“FUUUUUCK! YES, PLEASE! STRIPE ME, YOU ALPHA STUD!” Mrs. Cake barely restrained herself from howling at the top of her lungs.

The big blue MILF couldn’t control herself at that point, letting out a long series of messy moans and gasps as her needy pony pussy clenched around the zebra dildo, jets of marecum shooting out all around the dildo and onto the bedroom floor as she frantically thrusted up and down on the striped dildo several more times before the orgasm finished. While most mares would likely tire out from such intense pleasure and go about the rest of the day, Mrs. Cake wasn’t that kind of mare. Not after Celestia knows how long of an unfulfilled dry spell.

Mrs. Cake rushed to the closet, opening the sliding glass door as she pulled out a decently-sized washcloth that she wrapped around the dirty dildo before pulling it off the floor and into the pink purse in the box. Then, she fished out the dark gray griffon dildo and slapped it over the cum-stained carpet, locking it in place. With how much longer it was in length, Mrs. Cake used her hindleg to adjust it towards her pussy, having the smaller cockhead pointed towards her. Moving towards it, Mrs. Cake imagined the big beefy griffons and their long spears. While their cocks weren’t normally as thick, they were still devastating all the same. She imagined one with light gray feathers and dark gray fur flirting with her at a bar, perhaps assuming her to be younger than she actually was. They would banter with a drink in his claw and one held by her forehooves, before their real intentions became clear. Even though she entertained the idea of him doing her in a hotel room, she settled for something far more devious. In her head, she imagined being pushed against the wall of an alleyway. The griffon’s talons would be on her shoulders and his erection would be pressing against her entrance. She would’ve half-heartedly tried to mention her husband in the mix, but he’d laugh and insist that his pathetic pony dick wouldn’t hold a candle to what he could do.

And as Mrs. Cake walked backwards, feeling the thinner length of the dildo slide in her more quickly than the zebra one, she shuddered with a deep moan. Her fur stood on end briefly at the sensation paired up with her wild imagination. With how well she was experiencing such exotic forms of masturbation, she was almost tempted to tell even Sugar Belle about the griffon’s shop and what wonderful new experiences could be had from the toys. And the mysterious gloryholes behind the door? That had to have been even better than any of the toys she would’ve tested out. Mrs. Cake gasped and shook her head, dispelling any sort of glorified thoughts she would’ve had about such dirty places to be degraded. At least the griffon fantasy was just that, a fantasy. And having hilted the seven inches of thick striped dildo, Mrs. Cake was able to take seven inches of the griffon dildo and a couple more. She was three inches shy of fully hilting the mighty length, imagining the bulky and seductive griffon praising her for taking so much of him inside, before pulling out and preparing to thrust. At the same time, Mrs. Cake began to take a step forward and unsheathe most of the griffon dildo out of her except for the tip. Then, practically throwing herself backwards back onto the dildo, she cried out as she accidentally hilted the whole foot long toy. Even though there was a hint of pain, the sea of pleasure that more than made up for it caused her ass cheeks to quake. Her vivid imagination became secondary to just experiencing the pleasure without any thoughts, not that she could even if she wanted to. She twerked her ass against the fake griffon balls, letting out a “unf” and “haaaah” as she was rushing towards yet another orgasm. Twerking her fat ass on the simulation of griffon dick was becoming too much to bear, and she managed to bring her cloudy mind back to her imagination as she imagined the griffon stud hilted inside her.

“Mmmmm, that husband of yours doesn’t know what he’s missing, not tapping a glorious plappable ass like yours~” she imagined the griffon saying. “Maybe if you’re good, I’ll stick it in your ponut after~”

Mrs. Cake let out a series of incoherent and blissful howls and brays as she came all over every inch of the griffon dildo, the fake balls, and onto the carpet once more. Feeling the intense sensation of all twelve inches inside of her beginning to return after a good few seconds of nutting, Mrs. Cake quickly took two steps forward and gasped as she felt the weird sensation of a foot long of fake griffon dick leave her precious walls. Reality crashing back inside her, she felt a hint of sadness as she knew the zebra stud and griffon stud weren’t real. She was, in her mind, just an old mare that had lost her appeal. But then, why did many of those young stallions look at her like she was the same age as them? Or perhaps with even more lust? It was all too confusing to the blue baker, and she wasn’t even in the position to explore it! She was stuck to a pathetic stallion that didn’t deliver even when she stated her solutions as clear as day. Despite the thoughts souring her mood a little, she remembered what the imaginary griffon said in her mind. He suggested that her ponut be put to use. And while she didn’t have the experience to try and take twelve inches of it inside her backdoor, she did have a two inch vibrating butt plug to try out that hole…

Returning to the box, Mrs. Cake fished out said butt plug and slathered it with the same lube. She only had two experiences that didn’t even really count, with it being too painful for her to continue past the first inch. And now that she knew due to Phoenix’s prior instructions that she was supposed to lube anything that went up her butt in addition to cleaning out her backdoor beforehoof, the older mare felt a fire stirring inside her as she was all the more determined to explore on her own. She didn’t even do so as a younger mare, only yearning for somepony to love her rather than concerning herself with who would be the one loving her. It certainly didn’t help that her parents instilled that line of thinking into her, nor did it help when she saw her dear friend at the time, Pear Butter, get hitched to what appeared to be the perfect stallion at a very young age in her adulthood. The experiences left the chubby older mare deprived of any real masturbation experience, and no chance of having experienced all the sexual encounters that a mare could have before making such a heavy commitment. Placing it on the carpet, Mrs. Cake turned her fat ass cheeks to the small toy and crouched even further to get it inside her successfully. Gasping as she felt the foreign yet surprisingly delightful intrusion inside her, Mrs. Cake sighed with contentment as she easily got the two inches inside of her. While the disastrous attempts at anal with her husband were only repressed memories now, she knew the first minute with this toy was already leagues better than those attempts. And she hadn’t even turned on the vibration yet! With the butt plug snug inside of her, and her ponut cleaned out the morning before the package arrived, Mrs. Cake got up with the butt plug inside her. The base of the butt plug, which had the power button that doubled as the settings button on it, was still visible within her blue ponut. As she found a tiny remote in the box, she reached around to her ass with one forehoof, turning the butt plug on, before using the same forehoof to hit the power button on the remote so the two devices would connect.

Suddenly feeling the butt plug inside her spring to life, Mrs. Cake nearly collapsed onto the dirty carpet with a sharp gasp. The setting that it started on was likely the second highest, if not the highest, setting of vibration she could experience from the butt plug. Rushing to the bathroom and getting a washcloth that she dampened with water and soap from the sink, Mrs. Cake galloped to the dirty carpet with the vibrating butt plug still buzzing away inside of her. Starting to scrub the carpet to the best of her ability, Mrs. Cake was working at cleaning up the evidence when she heard a couple of knocks on the door.

“Super sorry to bother, Mrs. Cake!” the high-pitched voice of Pinkie said from the other side of the door. “But those two ponies that made that super duper important appointment are here waiting for you!”

Mrs. Cake’s heart dropped as she let go of the washcloth from her mouth and took everything from the box that wasn’t already in the purse and shoved it in there. She also wrapped the dirty griffon dildo around the used washcloth and threw it in the purse as well, zipping the purse shut and rushing over to the dresser inside of her closet, opening the very bottom drawer and hiding it beneath a stack of her own clothes before shutting the drawer and the sliding glass door of the closet. Taking the now empty box and picking it up with her mouth by one of its flaps, Mrs. Cake used her forehoof to open the door and rush out of her room and down the stairs. Seeing the two stallions’ gazes immediately land on her, Mrs. Cake gave them a curt nod before rushing into the kitchen and out the backdoor of the establishment. Throwing the empty box into the open dumpster, Mrs. Cake galloped to the door leading back inside Sugarcube Corner. Entering her bakery and trotting through the kitchen, she only gave herself three seconds to glance at a mirror to make sure she looked presentable enough before turning around and pushing the kitchen door open as she smiled at the two stallions waiting for her at the counter. Two earth ponies, one with green fur and one with brown fur, grinned from ear to ear as they approached her at the same time.

“Well if it isn’t the Mrs. Cake,” the green stallion extended a hoof out to her. “May I just say what a pleasure it is to set up this appointment. I’m Green Forest and my friend here is Grounded Earth, we’re the ones that wanted to plan that special order.”

“Yes! Of course!” Mrs. Cake grinned back, even though she felt some weird discomfort in her backside that she couldn’t put her hoof on. “Shall we have a seat at one of the tables?”

“Of course,” Grounded Earth nodded as he and Green trotted over to a specific table in the bakery that was familiar to Mrs. Cake, but she struggled to remember. As they had their backsides turned to her, she found herself staring at their almost identically sculpted figures. These young stallions from their powerful legs and rippling muscles clearly worked out either at the gym, or given their names, likely did their exercise hiking or climbing. Watching as they sat down next to each other, Mrs. Cake approached the table as well and sat across from them. Finding the sensation of even doing a mundane task such as sitting down to feel too weird, Mrs. Cake quickly got out of her seat and settled on standing up instead. After all, she’d have to go back and forth giving them samples of what sweets she had to offer!

“So,” Green Forest’s eyes lit up as he clapped his forehooves together on the table. “A lot of us and our hiking buddies have been on good behavior in regards to our exercise and diet for several months now, and we wanted to celebrate properly with a cheat day for all of us. We’d like to try out one of each of the flavors you got on that display case, if that’s alright with you?”

“Yeah, lemme just-” Mrs. Cake gasped, suddenly feeling the previously dormant vibrator butt plug return to life as it started going off again. The blood nearly drained out of her face and a cold shudder moved throughout her body as she realized what felt weird in her backside. The plug was still inside! Gritting her teeth and warring in her mind what to do, not wanting to just dismiss her clients a second time, Mrs. Cake watched as the two stallions’ tilted their heads at her.

“Everything okay, Mrs. Cake?” Green frowned.

“And…do I hear a buzzing sound?” Grounded Earth added.

“Oh, that’s just the…uh…air conditioning acting up again!” Mrs. Cake rushed the words out of her mouth. “It’s been doing that all day, don’t mind it. Let me go get those flavors from the display case for you!”

Mrs. Cake briefly made sure to have her tail as firmly against her filled ponut as possible before taking the risk to turn her backside to them as she galloped out of the room. She couldn’t stop and think, lest she give the wrong impression to them that she didn’t care about their appointment, so she rushed to the back of the counter and picked out one of each cupcake on the display case while the vibrator kept going inside her backdoor. Despite trying to ignore the feeling, its presence demanded it be known, and Mrs. Cake panted and felt her face getting red as she set out a plate to put the sample cupcakes on. If she was going to make the decision to keep entertaining her clients without stopping, shouldn’t she allow herself some of her own kind of entertainment?

Picking the plate of sample cupcakes with one forehoof and giving a cheery hum as she slowly walked over to the two stallions, she made sure that her tail remained pushed against her ponut as best as possible before approaching her clients and setting the plate down with a grin. The heavy vibration of the butt plug was still overwhelmingly noticeable, but now Mrs. Cake decided not to let it upset her, starting to become aroused by the act somehow. Even if she couldn’t bring herself to do anything out of wedlock, she could still have something crammed in one of her holes while around stallions. Why, it was like they were practically inside her when she imagined it!

Oh d-dear, don’t say that! I can’t contain myself around these lovely young studs if I imagine them taking turns with me…being inside whichever holes they wanted…

“Wow, are these cupcakes that good?” Green’s eyes widened as his ears perked up with a bright smile, noticing Mrs. Cake blushing and biting her lip. Looking down at the sample platter, Green Forest reached out for the triple chocolate cupcake that had a cherry on top. As he took a bite, his ears flattened as he gave a deep mmmmmmm before smacking his lips. “Damn, they are that good! Earth, you’ve got to try some of these!”

“Oh c’mon now, they can’t be as good as a protein shake,” Earth shook his head before reaching over for a pink cupcake with several raspberries on top of what was also raspberry cream. Popping the whole sweet treat in his mouth, Grounded Earth’s eyes widened as one of his ears flickered. After a few more seconds of chewing, the stallion spoke up. “Well…I’ll be damned.”

While the two stallions were enjoying some of the sweets, Mrs. Cake was allowed to enjoy more of the perverse pleasure that the vibrating butt plug provided before it suddenly stopped. Taking a deep breath until she felt like she was blushing less heavily, she walked closer to the two while carefully having her backside pointed away from them.

“I’m so glad you two like them so much!” Mrs. Cake remarked as she pointed a forehoof at the rest of the cupcakes. “Please, try the rest! We’ve got Birthday Cake, Vanilla Bean, Mint Chocolate, Cinnamon Swirl, and Blueberry Blast.”

“This is so awesome,” Green giggled, grabbing both the Vanilla Bean cupcake and the Mint Chocolate one and taking pieces from both of them. The sense of rigid professionalism that Mrs. Cake was doing her best to uphold began to relax as she watched the two young adult stallions enjoying themselves.

And then her vibrating butt plug started again, and the older mare’s eyes shot wide open as she restrained herself from gasping out loud. While Green Forest was eating the other cupcakes, Grounded Earth reached for the Birthday Cake cupcake and started taking a bite out of it. The two stallions looked so immersed in her delicacies, that Mrs. Cake allowed herself to take deep breaths and focus on the forbidden and lewd sensation of her ponut being partially stuffed and stimulated…

“Heeeeeeeey, boss lady!”

Mrs. Cake then gasped as Pinkie out of nowhere began bouncing up and down towards her, the all too real fear of her discovering the toy lodged in her backdoor causing her to point in the angle that was facing the wall behind her, not pointing her fat cupcake-decorated ass cheeks towards Pinkie or her very valued clients. The pink bouncing mare didn’t seem to notice as she grinned at her, then at the two earth ponies.

“So, how did you like the Triple Chocolate Cherry?” Pinkie asked Green, before looking at Earth. “And the Raspberry?”

“Uh….good?” Grounded Earth barely chuckled as he managed a more faltering smile at the pink mare, whose tail hadn’t stopped twitching during the whole conversation.

“It’s great, th-thank you,” Green added.

“Okie dokie artichokie!” Pinkie began bouncing in place again, giving a brief yet very intentional glance Mrs. Cake’s way before turning around and bouncing out the room. “I’ll be in the kitchen if anypony needs anything at all!”

“Thank y-and she’s gone,” Mrs. Cake snickered as her overenthusastic employee had disappeared before she could even get one word out, her nerves still alight from the look Pinkie gave her. Did she notice something? Knowingly glancing at the silent earth pony stallions despite the powerful ponut plug stimulating her butt in ways her husband never had, she waited for them to speak. Enjoying the delicious vibrating silence for several seconds~

“How did…she know which flavors of cupcake we ate?” Green asked.

“Beats me,” Mrs. Cake shrugged. “That young mare points out a lot of stuff that I don’t understand. It’s almost as if she could read minds.”

“R-Really?” Earth sputtered, and Mrs. Cake could’ve sworn the cute young stallion’s pupils turned into pinpricks before the blue mare laughed.

“Oh I highly doubted it,” Mrs. Cake giggled, and with some mercy, the plug stopped and gave her a chance to focus more on the conversation instead of coming up with jokes. “So anyways you two, what do you think? Do these cupcakes seem fitting enough for you and your friends?”

“Do they?!” Earth grinned. “Why, they’re even better than we imagined, Mrs. Cake! We need three of each flavor by the end of the month for our order. Does that work for you?”

“It most certainly does~” Mrs. Cake nodded, her heart jumping in her chest as she managed to score an order of 21 cupcakes. Watching as the two stallions proceeded to get up, Mrs. Cake felt a cold chill run throughout her body as the vibrating butt plug started all over again. It vrrrrrrrrred in a way that felt more powerful than the times before, like the toy was fully intending to perform the impressive act of making her cum without a single touch to her pussy. Watching the two stallions getting up and walking towards her almost felt like it was in slow motion, every detail of their bodies becoming all more visible from their powerful legs to their lean figures. For earth ponies, having lean figures was impressive and Mrs. Cake could imagine them mounting her without being too heavy unlike most earth pony stallions…

“Oh, did someone spill something on the floor?” Green stopped his tracks as he lifted his soiled hoof. “Feels kind of sticky, and smells really sweet?”

“Oh!” Mrs. Cake chuckled, trying not to pass out right then and there as she waved a hoof at her clients. “Don’t worry about that, I’ll clean it up right in a jiffy! Let’s get y-you all checked out so I c-can get started on that cupcake order for you t-two, okay?”

“Sure,” Green shrugged, wiping the sticky substance off on the fur on his shoulder as he turned around and walked back from the way he came. Earth followed his friend, humming a cheery tune to himself as they left to the cash register. Mrs. Cake shortly followed, trotting to the lobby and behind the stallions. She pressed her tail against her ponut harder than ever, sending a silent prayer to Celestia that the stallions didn’t notice her plug when she would be turning to stand behind the counter. Turning around the corner and walking up behind the counter, Mrs. Cake saw no change in the two stallions’ expressions, and exhaled through her nostrils with a sense of calm returning to her body. As she took out a piece of paper and pen, picking up the pen with her mouth as she used it to write down the details of the order, she struggled to keep her penmanship even and readable as the ponut plug aggressively vibrated. The fact that the two stallions hadn’t put two and two together was remarkable, and the older mare could’ve only reasonably chalked it up to the two of them never using such toys on a mare before.

Goodness! With figures like that, and Celestia knows what size lengths, they probably don’t need a single toy to assist them in fucking a mare’s brains out!

Mrs. Cake sharply inhaled at the sudden curse word that came into her brain. With how graphic her imagination had gotten, she really should’ve expected that to happen sooner rather than later. And yet, the surprise and twinge of shame at thinking so lewdly about her own clients, caused her to buck her hips back a little as she nearly came right then and there. Dropping the pen as she finished writing down the order, Mrs. Cake managed to take a deep breath before smiling wider at the two stallions than she intended.

“Hehe, sorry about that you two!” Mrs. Cake giggled. “I just haven’t gone to the bathroom all day, so don’t worry about me! Anyways, that order will be 75 bits~”

“No worries!” Green opened up a satchel that appeared to be attached to his body as he placed a stack of bits that he spent all too long counting. Every moment of the oblivious stallion counting each bit made Mrs. Cake all the more turned on, the edging that she was giving herself was all the more fun in comparison to the ugly surprise that was her husband’s attempt at pleasing her. At least she was choosing to edge herself in this circumstance. Green Forest eventually shouted “75!” with a twinkle in his eye as he announced the final bit on the counter that he had counted. Pushing the stack of coins towards her, while also adding at least a dozen more to the pile, Green continued. “Thanks again by the way, that’s a tip for the generous samples~”

“Yeah, thank you!” Earth added. “We’ll see you at the end of the month!”

Green Forest and Grounded Earth waved goodbye as they both turned around and slowly left the building. The built up tension, arousal, delightfully divine discovery of herself…was becoming impossible to bear now that she no longer had to worry about anypony still being in the lobby or dining room. With the pleasure of what felt like at least a dozen mares in heat, Mrs. Cake cried out as she fell over underneath the counter, squirting her juices all over the floor as she moaned continuously for what felt like at least a minute before the mind-breaking orgasm stopped, allowing her to gain her thoughts and some semblance of her clarity again. Still, the post-orgasm warmth that bathed her nearly overshadowed the searing shame that came with such a perverted experience she had during the entire appointment, as well as laying in her own cum. Mrs. Cake couldn’t believe herself, and how much she had pent up inside her mind and loins. The amount of creatures that she imagined having their way with her was absurd, and the fact that the mere imagination of them did her better than her own husband…was a harsh reality to come to. Or more accurately, not cum to.

As the vibrating butt plug finally stopped once more, and Mrs. Cake shakily got back up on her four hooves a few moments later, she screeched as she was face-to-face with Pinkie Pie.

“OH MOTHER OF CELESTIA!” Mrs. Cake howled before staring in every direction but at her employee. “P-Pinkie, please, I can explain-”

“Explain what?” Pinkie tilted her head. “Weren’t you getting something underneath the counter? I figured that’s why you were down there.”

“Something b-behind the…” Mrs. Cake paused, before chuckling. “Y-Yes! But I guess I couldn’t find anything. If you’re here to see how the appointment went, it went amazing, dearie! They got 3 of each cupcake flavor from the display case, and are planning to pick it up at the end of the month!”

“That’s awesome!” Pinkie bounced up and down briefly before her eyes grew as wide as dinner plates. “Oooooooh, so I sensed one of them was horny~”

“Wait, what?!” Mrs. Cake’s jaw dropped. “You could tell that one of my clients was turned on?”

“Well, I could sense somepony in the room was~” Pinkie giggled. “And knowing you, I assumed it was one of them. And besides using my signature sense to detect it, there was a very obvious giveaway that I’m surprised you didn’t notice…”

“And uh, what would that be?” Mrs. Cake croaked, her voice sounding far away as Pinkie grinned from ear to ear.

“You wouldn’t believe it, but one of them is definitely the adventurous type!” Pinkie giggled. “Because I heard a vibrating butt plug going off in the room!”