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The door to Sugarcube Corner swings open roughly; the chime of the bakery’s bell signaling that somepony has arrived. Today, the new arrival is the gray-coated pegasus known as Derpy Hooves. Without missing a beat, Pinkie Pie pops up from behind the counter and gleefully greets her new customer.

“Hello and welcome to Sugarcube- Derpy!”

Upon recognizing her feathered friend, Pinkie cartwheels up and over the counter in a rather exaggerated manner before quickly dashing toward Derpy. Wrapping her forelegs over the stationary mare’s neck, she pulls her in close enough to rub their cheeks together in a playful embrace. Pinkie just seems very happy to see her good friend visit the bakery. Derpy seems to quickly match her excitement with a particularly jubilant smile of her own, her wings fluttering behind her as she greets her peppy earth pony friend.

“Hi Pinkie!”

Releasing her friend and returning to her stance on all fours, Pinkie playfully prods Derpy’s chest with her hoof and questions through an unbreakable smile.

“What are you doing here? Don't you have a job to be doing, miss mailmare?”

Alluding to her friend’s new employment, Pinkie giggles as Derpy’s face shines with pride and joy, even through her cross-eyed expression.

“Yup! I’m on the job right now, actually, but I just wanted to stop by for... umm...”

Derpy’s mouth scrunches cutely as she tries to remember just why it is exactly she came here for. She knows it’s related to seeing her friend Pinkie Pie at Sugarcube Corner, but other than that, her mind seems to go blank as another bout of forgetfulness overtakes her. Suddenly, however, a devastating grumble from below sounds all throughout the bakery, silencing both Pinkie’s giggles as well as Derpy’s mumbles as she stands there, bereft of thought.
With another joyful giggle, Pinkie immediately recognizes the sound and offers a suggestion.

“Sounds like somepony’s hungry! Would you by any chance be here for a.... muffin break?”

Derpy nods very enthusiastically, shaking her head up and down and creating a cartoonish rattling noise as she does so before she happily replies.

“Yeah!”

“Well...”

Pinkie Pie remarks, leading to her response as she quickly dashes back behind the counter and reveals a small basket filled to the brim with banana nut muffins, a treat she knows her friend adores.

“It just so happens that I just made a fresh batch of muffins before you got here!”

Derpy’s eyes widen in both surprise and immense joy at the sight of her favorite treat. Her wings flapping behind her gently before retracting to hug her sides, Derpy reaches forward as a dollop of drool falls from her tongue before speaking.

“Wow, Pinkie! You’re the best!”

Before Derpy can dive face-first into the basket, the muffins before her are whisked away and behind Pinkie’s back as she rolls her eyes and looks away with a knowing smirk.

“Ah ah ah... Not yet~”

Derpy’s eyes well up into tears as the smile on her face reverses into a terrible frown, deeply saddened by this turn of events as she stutters out.

“B- B- But muffins...”

“You can have the muffins on one teensy little condition.”

Pinkie leads the downtrodden mailmare back to the counter as she explains, trying to console her even though she had refused Derpy’s excitement only a few moments prior.

“Well, I was supposed to go on a picnic with my friend Twilight today. You know, that super smart unicorn who lives in the Ponyville library? But she canceled on me earlier and now I have no one to go with.”

Pinkie’s own pout rears its adorable head before she reaches behind her once more and pulls out an entirely different basket. This one, however, is adorned with pastries of all varieties, as well as a red and white checkered blanket draped over the right side.

“And I already made all this stuff! I can’t let it all go to waste!”

Derpy looks down at the assortment of treats inside, spotting fresh cookies, frosted cakes, pies topped with whipped cream, and many other desserts that couldn’t possibly fit in the basket. Looking up at her sugary sweet friend who tried to withhold muffins from her, Derpy cracks a smile of her own at the promise of a fun picnic.

“You drive a hard bargain, Pinkie Pie, but I’ll do it! Besides, picnics with Pinkie are perfect!”

Giggling at her alliteration, Derpy flares her wings out once more as Pinkie joyfully jumps into the air, her excitement too uncontrollable for her to simply stand there. Hopping over the counter with a leap, she wraps her foreleg around Derpy’s neck once more and replies with great enthusiasm evident in her voice.

“Now you’re speaking my language, pony pal! Let’s go!”

“Ooh, here's a good spot!”

Pinkie Pie announces, as they both arrive in the beautiful and scenic Ponyville Park. Derpy flies overhead, carrying the basket full of treats in her mouth before landing carefully on the ground right next to a tall tree, almost spilling the entire assortment before steadying herself. It wouldn’t be the first time Derpy’s clumsiness had played a part in accidentally ruining Pinkie’s well-done confectionaries, but thankfully she proudly rests the basket on the soft grass below, completely unharmed.

“Thanks Derpy! Could you lay out the blanket?”

Pinkie asks kindly, gesturing to the picnic blanket in front of her friend as Pinkie looks around for any other ponies. Apparently, not many ponies are out enjoying the beautiful day today. For some reason, as only a trotter and a stallion lying on a bench all the way across the park can be seen from where they are. Derpy hastily grips the end of the folded blanket and drops it on the ground, not exactly “laying out” the blanket as Pinkie had requested.

“Done!”

Just like that, Derpy wears a casual smile and looks to Pinkie Pie for praise upon completion of the task. Needless to say, Pinkie Pie isn’t exactly happy with her friend’s misinterpretation, but nonetheless trots over and smiles gently as she unfolds and lays out the blanket herself.

“Hehe, here, Derpy, I’ll get it.”

As Derpy watches Pinkie spread the sheet to cover the soft grass, it occurs to her that she has had a brief lapse in sense as she had not paid close attention to what her friend wanted. Complementing the thought with an appropriate facehoof, Derpy groans out.

“Oh, darn it! I forgot the unfolding part!”

Letting loose a few chuckles at her friend, Pinkie dismisses the misstep and brings her hooves forward to dig through the basket lying on the ground between them.

“It’s okay. Soooooo, what would you like first? A piece of double-layered caramel-covered cheesecake? Ooh, or maybe you'd like a slice of super delicious lemon meringue pie?”

Pinkie raises the options before setting them down on small paper plates across the blanket. After reaching in for a sealed container of fresh cookies, which she happily opens and digs into, Derpy helps herself to a few of the wonderful snacks loaded with chocolate chips.

“Wow, Pinkie! You made all this stuff at your job? Maybe I should have gotten into baking instead of being a mailmare.”

Trailing off with a giggle as crumbs fly out from her open mouth, Derpy wholeheartedly compliments Pinkie’s baking abilities. It makes sense, considering how often she is impressed by how talented Pinkie Pie is when in a kitchen. Of course, Pinkie Pie remembers the last time Derpy tried to assist her with baking something.

The kitchen was completely fine before Pinkie Pie left for a brief moment to fetch an apron. When she came back, however, not only were the ingredients all over the place and the kitchen in complete disarray, but as she walked in on the sight, Derpy’s mane spontaneously burst into flames. Needless to say, there was much clean-up involved and Pinkie never really wanted to remind herself of that day again.

Quickly clearing her throat in an attempt to be nonchalant, she remarks back to Derpy with a nervous smile.

“Oh no no, that's okay! I bet your mailmare job suits you really well!”

“You bet!”

Derpy answers through a joyful expression as cookie crumbs continue to spew from her mouth. She’s enjoying her food, to be sure, but like Pinkie Pie, she can be quite the messy eater.

“I delivered a letter to Fluttershy earlier, and she said she was happy for me!”

Derpy positively beams with pride as she swallows the chunks of chocolate chip cookies before licking her lips and giggling merrily. Pinkie can’t help but wear a kind smile of her own as she watches, picking up a piece of her aforementioned cheesecake as she replies.

“See, I told you it’d be fun! You look super hungry though, it’s like you haven’t eaten in days!”

“I do?”

Derpy’s wings flare out as she cranes her neck to look at her body rather self-consciously at Pinkie’s remark. Only a second’s pause is enough for Pinkie to add on as she prods her friend with a hoof.

“I mean you should eat more! Take your time, pegasistah!”

The gray pegasus mare breaks down into a laughing fit at Pinkie’s word usage, rolling on the blanket as Pinkie Pie merely watched in amusement.

(“How is she not big by now? All those muffins have to be going somewhere...”)

As the bright pink pony thinks to herself, she manages to remind herself of her promise to Derpy earlier today concerning the muffins that she loves so much. Without even a hint of hesitation, Pinkie reaches into the picnic basket and pulls out the smaller basket from within before holding out for the mare currently beside herself with laughter.

“In fact, here are those muffins I promised you!”

All at once, Derpy freezes in place as she eyes the basket of quick bread less than a foot away from her face. Her snout leans in closer as she inhales the sweet aroma, her eyes widening in anticipation of finally digging into the fresh batch.

“Mmm, muffins... Thanks, Pinkie!”

Just like that, Derpy closes her eyes and dives forward, her face completely disappearing into the basket as she literally gorges herself on her beloved muffins. Pinkie giggles, even as her hooves are forced to lower under the weight of holding up the basket with her friend’s face stuffed inside, even though she finds it quite endearing and even cute. Derpy didn’t seem to notice her friend, anymore, since the taste sensation of muffin bite after muffin bite keeps her quite preoccupied.

“Whoa, Derpy! Take it easy! I have to put down the basket first, silly.”

Derpy hesitates to free herself from her world of pure muffin delight, but still does as she’s told and watches Pinkie place the basket of muffins at her other side, leaving it there for Derpy to indulge as she pleases. Of course, the cross-eyed mare takes this opportunity as soon as it is presented to her, diving for the basket once more and forcing Pinkie to dodge to the left to narrowly avoid being tackled in Derpy’s mad dash. Derpy happily compliments the baking of her friend once more, even with a muffin top protruding from her mouth as she speaks.

“These are so good, Pinkie Pie!”

“I’m glad you like ‘em, Derpy!”

With another giggle, Pinkie watches as her pegasus friend goes to town on the muffins, eagerly devouring one after another with little care for how she looked. Pinkie doesn’t mind Derpy’s enthusiasm one bit. After all, muffins are her absolute favorite food in the whole wide world of Equestria. Pinkie Pie figures her hard-working friend is allowed to have as much as she wants.

Eyeing the picnic full of desserts to her left, however, Pinkie Pie licks her lips as she admits her own hunger before reaching towards it with a hoof. Suddenly, a quick thud sound spreads all throughout the park, accompanied by crushing and squishing sounds before Pinkie is found screaming in terror.

Before her eyes, Derpy has landed and crushed the entire basket full of treats with her thick rear end. Not only that, but she seems completely oblivious to it as well, focused on her muffin heaven as she bites into another one. Pinkie calls out in a firm, disappointed voice.

“Derpy! Look what you did!”

Derpy snaps out of her reverie to look back at Pinkie Pie, only to find the sight of mushed desserts everywhere behind her. Immediately feeling guilt wash over her, she tries to apologize to Pinkie as she drops the muffin basket carelessly.

“Oh no! Pinkie I’m so sorry! I just wanted to sit down but I didn’t remember the basket was there and then... whoopsie...”

Eyeing the ground behind her, Derpy looks down to see the damages for herself. Scattered pieces of what once were delicious confections are now spread out in a clearly squashed manner from the spot on the blanket. Pinkie herself almost seems on the verge of crying as she looks at the disaster site before her.

However, as her eyes travel upward, they fall upon the sight of Derpy’s luscious rump, now seeing just where all those sweet treats have gone. Both her cheeks appear to be covered in sticky strawberry syrup, chunks of caramel-coated cheesecake, portions of a pineapple pie, and even a surprising amount of whipped cream over her marehood. Pinkie Pie immediately finds herself drooling, despite the apparent blush on her face from knowing she’s openly staring at her friend’s ample posterior.

The worry and discontent previously shown on Pinkie’s face dissipates in an instant as her face now takes on a look of dazed curiosity. Her thoughts come much slower than her normal hyperactive state let on as she sits there in silence.

(“Wh- What?... Derpy’s... butt...”)

"Is it really messy?"

Derpy interrupts Pinkie with a question of her own, not able to see just how completely drenched she is in sugary sweets from this angle. Unable to tear her eyes away from the scrumptious sight, Pinkie Pie seems to mindlessly agree with Derpy, repeating her in an unnaturally dull tone of voice.

"Really... messy..."

Inside, Pinkie can't help but think how unacceptable that fact is. Derpy's bottom can't be messy; that will make her look unappealing and impossible to show off her most glorious asset. Holding firm belief in this way of thinking, Pinkie continues as she takes a brief step forward, inhaling the sweet scent of the crushed confections before her all the while.

“We should... clean you up...”

Derpy merely nods before looking around for something, unsure of herself even as Pinkie draws closer to her raised behind. Lifting her hoof to her mouth, she tries to think of how to clean the mess up, settling on a not-so-convenient option in her mind before speaking it out loud.

“I don’t see any showers around here, though.”

Before she can think of anything else, Derpy feels her flanks grasped at their sides by Pinkie Pie’s delicate hooves. Gently, they caress her smooth fur, spreading pieces of the desserts around as the pleasant aroma seeps into Pinkie’s nostrils. The sight of Derpy’s voluptuous behind associated with the savory smell of treats is too much for Pinkie. She mumbles out her own solution as droplets of saliva fall from her tongue onto the mess below.

“Don’t worry, Derpy... I’ll... clean it for you...”

“Really, Pinkie?”

Derpy seems ecstatic at the offer, completely ignorant of Pinkie’s true intentions. Her wings flare out behind her before she showers her friend with praise.

“Pinkie, you’re the best friend a pony could ever ask for!”

The pink earth pony didn’t bother with a response, instead allowing her long tongue to slip out of her mouth and lick her lips in hunger. Bringing her face as close as possible to the pegasus mare’s right flank, she slowly drags her tongue along it in an almost seductive manner.

Pinkie’s eyes roll back as she enjoys the sweet flavor on her tongue, quickly going back for another lick. Then another, and then another! Her cheeks flush red as a level of unexpected heat and desire fills her with a strong need she doesn’t quite understand.

The taste of delicious caramel cheesecake isn’t the only thing apparent to the hungry mare, however, as somewhere deep down inside her stirs a rewarding sensation. Each time she licks a section of Derpy’s behind, she feels a wave of pleasure wash over her, making her want more and more of this strange feeling.

(“Gotta make it clean... I have to clean it up for her... Make it look so nice...”)

Pinkie’s thoughts show no clear resistance, still dazed aside from the joy and jolts of excitement coursing through her. After just a few more licks along one side of the gray-coated rump, Derpy’s bubbly cutie mark is revealed and practically calls out to Pinkie for attention. Not wanting to disappoint, Pinkie Pie puckers her lips and kisses her flank attentively, knowing she is doing a good job before her mumbling words become breathy pants.

“That’s... one side... nhaa...”

Derpy giggles at the loving attention Pinkie pays to her bottom, trying to stand still even though Pinkie’s tongue on her fur tickles her with each movement. When Pinkie moves to her other side, however, she finds just as much, if not more sweets for her to devour in an effort to clean her friend. The lemon meringue pie she introduced earlier is now eagerly lapped up by the hungry mare, her hooves squeezing her flanks together all the while.

In order to savor the flavor and sensation of doing as she thinks best for Derpy, Pinkie approaches her flank from different angles. Her long tongue is quite skilled at drawing in every bit of food from her plump posterior, still drooling even as she moans throughout her task.

Finally, upon clearing off the other side of Derpy’s luscious rear, Pinkie finds the only thing left is the main event, so to speak. Nestled between the pegasus mare’s cheeks is her own set of netherlips, coated in what appears to be a healthy layer of whipped cream. Her bright pink clit can be seen under her, appearing as if it’s a cherry standing out nicely from the creamy texture surrounding it. The pink earth pony stares in silence as, inside, a mental war is waged over what little self-control the mare has left in her.

(“Wh- What’s happening? Why am I looking at Derpy’s naughty parts?”)

Taking a moment to think it over and straighten her thoughts out, Pinkie Pie pulls back from her up-close view only to have her entire vision encompassed by Derpy’s plush rear end. The daze returns to her face within seconds, her thoughts back to revolving around her task and what she needed to do.

(“Derpy’s butt is still messy... I’m her friend and I need to clean it up for her... all of it...”)

“Umm, Pinkie? Did you get it all?”

Derpy’s adorable voice sounds out once more as her tail swishes off to one side. Unable to resist what her thoughts are telling her to do, Pinkie grasps the pegasus’ flanks once more and leans in until her muzzle rests just above the delicious mess covering her marehood.

“Not yet...”

With those final two words, Pinkie completely surrenders to her desire to lap at Derpy’s irresistible ass, her tongue immediately heading straight for the hidden prize. Gripping the flanks as hard as she can, Pinkie’s face is completely buried between those soft mounds of fur in an almost heavenly embrace. Not foregoing her tongue work, Pinkie licks and sucks the mare’s labia with such fervor. More waves of pleasure seem to reward her for this act, encouraging her to lick as much as possible; to devote her time to pleasing the body of her marefriend.

A short distance away, another pegasus pony passes a few trees to get to the center of Ponyville Park. Upon landing near the fountain and folding her wings, the multi-colored mare lightly brushes her chest with a hoof. Looking to the park bench to see nopony on it, the look on her face becomes one of mild confusion as she remarks to herself.

“This is where Twilight said she’d meet Pinkie, right?”

The flyer known as Rainbow Dash covers her eyes from the sun to look all around the park to find her party-loving friend. She has come to fill in for her friend’s absence, knowing how important spending time with Pinkie is, especially when she feels ditched. Knowing not to make that mistake ever again, Rainbow Dash figures it is best to be there for her friend and just have a picnic together, even though she isn’t as big of a fan of sweets as Pinkie is.

Scanning the area with her eyes, however, she finally spots the pink pony seated on her haunches... nuzzling her face into the rear end of another mare. Covering her mouth to hold back from an immediate yelp of surprise, Rainbow Dash stands there in shock for a few brief moments. Her wings then spread out fully, uncomfortably stiff as her face flushes a deep red out of sheer embarrassment. Eyeing a nearby bush, she dives in it in hopes that the pair hasn’t seen her yet.

Unfortunately, her wings still protrude from the bush, making her quite easy to spot, even though she doesn’t realize it. Mumbling to herself in near stutters by this point, Rainbow Dash tries to comprehend just what she’s seeing over there.

(“What the hay is going on over there? Pinkie? Eating out... Derpy!? This is all kinds of wrong.”)

As she thinks that to herself, she doesn’t seem to notice Carrot Top and a young filly passing by. Both notice her incredibly stiff wings peeking out from the bush. Wearing a look of revulsion, Carrot Top gallops away, carrying the filly close behind as if to keep out of range of such perverse behavior. Rainbow’s eyes are too trained on Pinkie to look at anything else, the blush still present on her face as she watches.

Just as Rainbow Dash seems unable to fathom the act, she continues to watch as Pinkie slowly draws back, a trail of saliva connecting her to Derpy’s noticeably wet, but sparkling clean marehood. Moaning out in sharp breaths, Pinkie rubs Derpy’s amazing flank gently as she utters a few more words.

“There you go, Derpy... your rump looks clean as a whistle, now.”

Hearing this, Derpy flaps her wings in enthusiastic glee and flips around to hug Pinkie, practically lifting her into the air as her forelegs wrap around her kind friend.

“D’aww, thanks, Pinkie! You’re such a good friend!”

Without Derpy’s behind obscuring her vision and focusing her thoughts, Pinkie’s face seems to regain its energy, albeit somewhat confused as to the current goings-on. Why is Derpy thanking her again? And why is she suddenly not hungry anymore? Preferring to go with the flow, Pinkie pats her cheerful friend Derpy on the back and replies while wearing an obviously unsure smile.

“Umm, you’re welcome! I’m... glad I could help?”

Like always, Derpy is suddenly shocked as a thought occurs to her out of nowhere. Releasing her friend Pinkie and leaping up to hover above-ground, she groans aloud as she recalls a certain fact that has long since been forgotten.

“Oh no! I forgot I have to go back to work!”

Pinkie chuckles loudly, giggling briefly at her friend’s rather common forgetfulness. The irony of the situation is naturally lost on her.

“Go on, you don’t want to be any later than you already are. I’ll see you soon, okay?”

“Okay! Bye, Pinkie Pie!”

Derpy merrily responds to Pinkie’s gleeful dismissal, now needing to get back to work in a rush. She does want to keep her first job, after all. The earth pony smiles at her gray-coated friend as she flies away before turning to look down at the crushed basket in front of her. A gasp in shock is all she can eke out, hundreds of thoughts swarming her head about this absolutely devastating sight before her.

“What happened!? Why would anypony ruin all those desserts I made!?”

In an instant, Pinkie Pie’s poofy mane deflates as she sobs over the loss of her delicious treats. Rainbow Dash notices her odd behavior and exits the bush, her wings finally freed from the stiffening blood flow to gently make her way over to her suddenly depressed friend.

“Uhh, Pinkie?”

Whipping around to find her friend Rainbow Dash staring at her, Pinkie’s mane quickly re-inflates with the sound of a party favor bursting free. As excitedly as she can manage, the pink-maned mare offers her cheerful greeting.

“Oh, hi, Rainbow Dash! What’s up?”

Rainbow Dash looks at Pinkie as if she has finally gone crazy. Still flustered by what she has just seen, she tries to explain her reason for being there as she lands on all fours.

“Twilight wanted me to catch up with you since she couldn’t make it, and I didn’t see you at Sugarcube Corner, so I figured you’d already be here, but...”

Rainbow Dash halts in mid-sentence as she recalls her friend diving face-first in between the hind legs of a mare, her wings threatening to burst free from her body with arousal. Thankfully, Pinkie interrupts her silence with an explanation of her own.

“Oh yeah! Derpy stopped by and I had the picnic with her instead!”

“Y- yeah, but... you and Derpy? Doing... that?”

The rainbow-maned pegasus can’t seem to remember a time where she stuttered so much. Maybe when she came face-to-face with the Wonderbolts that one time, but even then she certainly wasn’t as flustered as she is at the moment. Of course, Pinkie doesn’t catch the hint at all, tilting her head to the side in confusion as she questions her friend’s remarks.

“Doing what? Enjoying some muffins and pastries? I don’t see what’s so strange about that! Especially not when they were delicious!”

At that, Pinkie Pie thirstily licks her lips once more, catching drops of an unfamiliar liquid still present on her messy lips. This naturally reminds Rainbow Dash of what she saw, once again causing her face to heat up in embarrassment. Unintentionally tripping over her words once more, Rainbow Dash leaps into the sky and shouts back at her friend who remains on the ground.

“Nevermind! I’ll see you later, Pinkie Pie!”

“Okie dokie lokie! Bye, Rainbow Dash!

Having said goodbye to her dearest friend, Pinkie’s curiosity causes her to lick her lips another time, this time carefully evaluating the taste still on her tongue.

“Huh, I don’t remember having anything so juicy earlier.”