Several hours later, Pinkie Pie and Cream finished up three large double-decker cakes for a unicorn preparing for a party. Cream sighed in exhaustion as he left the store carrying the cakes magically and floated his payment to the counter. Pinkie swiped it up and into the register, smiling as the drawer clicked shut.

"Let's go take a break! We're just about done for the day, and I'm pretty tired." She said, trotting into the kitchen. Cream only nodded in agreement and followed her in. Pinkie fetched two small drinking glasses and filled them with water, leaving one near the sink for the beige mare. Cream eagerly downed the drink, sighing happily as it cooled her parched throat.

"You know, this isn't so bad. I could get used to this." she said to no one in particular. Pinkie smiled warmly and patted Cream on the shoulder.

"It's pretty nice, yeah. We're going to be cleaning up alone, though. The Cakes are going to be out late tonight, I think. They took the foals with them, too. I'm not sure why, though."

"Alright, then. I'll go get the-" Cream was interrupted by the bell above the door, signaling a surprise customer. Quickly, Pinkie Pie ran to the front counter, followed by Cream.

"Welcome to Sugarcube Corner! What can I-"

"I know where I am, miss," a gray stallion retorted, sneering at Pinkie Pie over his snout. "Do you all sell donuts in this place by any chance?"

"Sure thing! Would you like to buy any? We can give you a sample, if you'd like." Pinkie chirped. The stallion sniffed at her remark, making Cream glare at him over Pinkie's shoulder. She wanted to say something, but she didn't want to interrupt a sale. Bad for business, Pinkie had said.

"I don't need one. I just need three dozen donuts, pronto. I don't care to find out if they're any good or not." he said, tapping his hoof on the counter for emphasis. Cream could feel her blood boiling at his brash attitude.

"Alright! We'll get right on it!" In a flash, Pinkie snatched three large paper boxes from under the counter and began filling them row-by-row with donuts from the display. After a few moments, she closed and stacked the last box, meeting the stallions sneer with a cheery smile.

"Here you go sir!"

The stallion hmphed in annoyance, leaving a pile of bits on the counter and taking the boxes onto his back. "About time."

"Have a good night, sir!" Pinkie called, waving him off as he closed the door. Pinkie Pie turned and walked silently into the kitchen, leaving a frustrated and confused Cream at the counter. She rushed into the kitchen after a few moments and tapped on Pinkie's shoulder, who was busy picking up some fruit.

"Hey! Why did you take that from him?" She asked. Pinkie only held her smile as she replied.

"I don't know what you're talking about!"

"He was so rude! He even insulted the food without even trying it! Are you just gonna let him walk all over you like that?"

Pinkie shrugged. "He was okay, I guess." She paused to think for a moment. "I liked his eyes!" she said, turning back towards the fruit.

"Pinkie! You need to stop letting people take advantage of you. You have to stand up for-"

*bonk*

Cream flinched as a small, soft projectile landed in the center of her forehead. She looked at the floor and found a small cherry, one that she'd rejected to use in one of the tarts she had made.

"That's not what I meant! I meant that-"

*boink* Another cherry. Pinkie giggled teasingly, holding the box of cherries in her hoof.

"I catch on quick, don't I?" she closed her eyes as she laughed, giving Cream the perfect chance to exact her revenge. She snatched a small wad of prepared dough off of the counter and hurled it at the pink mare, who was immediately silenced by the projectile landing in her nose. She scrunched up her snout as she wiped off the dough, smirking evilly.

"Oh, it's on!" Pinkie Pie grabbed a whisk from a nearby bowl of chocolate and whipped her head around, smearing the sticky substance all over the beige mare's coat. Cream retaliated by taking a nearby jar of frosting and slung its contents all over Pinkie. Moments later, each mare was covered in chocolate and sugar, slightly exhausted and panting on the floor.

"I didn't like the way he was treating you, you know," Cream piped up suddenly. "You don't deserve it!"

Pinkie stood up and looked at her, half-concerned. "What do you mean?"

"I mean that you're a good pony, Pinkie!" Cream cried, bringing herself up to the look the pink mare in her eyes. "You work so hard here, and by yourself, even! Someone like him shouldn't talk to you like that. I love working here with you, and I won't stand for ponies treating you like he did!"

"Really?" Pinkie asked quietly, cocking her head slightly. Cream nodded. "Does that mean you love me, too?"

Cream froze, unable to answer the unexpected question. Suddenly, she felt a warm sensation on her cheek as Pinkie licked some of the chocolate off of her face.

"Wha-wha-what are you doing, Pinkie?" Cream asked nervously, surprised by the mare's calm smile.

"I was just tasting some of the chocolate, silly! To see if it was any good."

"The chocolate on my face though?"

"Is that a problem?" Pinkie looked innocently at Cream, edging towards the blushing mare slowly. Cream stiffened as she felt Pinkie pass her face and place her lips on Cream's sticky neck, relaxing slightly as Pinkie drew her tongue down. Silently, Cream backed up slowly while Pinkie pushed her forward, until Cream bumped into the counter.

"Get up there so I can help you clean up," Pinkie said quietly, nudging the beige mare's chest. Cream thoughtlessly did as she was told, holding back a moan as Pinkie placed her mouth over one of her pale teats. What am I doing? she cried mentally. I shouldn't be doing this! Why can't I do anything?

"Gosh, you got really messy, didn't you?" Pinkie asked playfully, running her hoof in circles in Cream's stomach. Her hoof darted down to Cream's exposed nethers and caressed the edges of her entrance, making the beige mare shiver in pleasure.

"See, THIS is the really messy spot, don't you think?" she continued, holding up her hoof for Cream to see. Cream nodded as she stared at the hoof, covered a little by chocolate and frosting, as well as a whole lot of herself. "We need to get you cleaned up before the Cakes come home..." Cream closed her eyes slowly, breathing slowly in an attempt to calm her nerves. Her third breath came in lungfuls as she felt something wet enter her crevice, making her jump slightly. Cream let out a low whine as the wet object retreated for a moment, and moaned ecstatically as Pinkie's hoof replaced it, with even greater enthusiasm.

"I had no idea you were enjoying this so much! I didn't know you were waiting for this for so long!"

"I-I'm wasn't! It's just that you- Hah~hh- keep..." Cream tried to object, unable to form a complete sentence. The edge of Pinkie's hoof gracefully slid in and out of her, occasionally grazing her bud, making her legs spasm erratically.

"We really- Hah~h- need to stop, Pinkie..."

Pinkie grinned slightly. "I wouldn't be doing so much if you weren't moving with my hoof."

"Wha? I'm not..." Cream managed to crack open her eyes to see that she was gyrating with the hoof below her. She let out an uncontrollable moan as Pinkie's hoof lurched forward.

"Ah, your voice is so cute right now! I might need a little more noise if I'm going to keep going." Pinkie said, slowing the movements of her hoof. Cream whined eagerly, unconsciously following Pinkie's hoof as it retreated. Suddenly, Cream felt the pink mare latch onto another of her teats, sighing blissfully. While the beige mare was distracted, she leaned her soaked hoof into a nearby bowl of cream icing, slathering it all over Cream's nethers. The vast majority of it entered her now dripping cleft, and her brain felt like static.

"You're so tight, Cream! Is this something you don't do normally?" Pinkie teased again.

Ignoring the question, Cream let out a long, throaty moan and shifted forward on the counter, now riding Pinkie's hoof as she increased the speed of her thrusts. What am I doing? she thought, barely able to focus on anything. She didn't want to reject the feelings she had right now; she wanted to embrace them, to take them in to their fullest, much like the hoof she was trying so very hard to crush between her thighs.

"I-I'm almost there, Pinkie!" she cried, her moans raising in pitch and shortening to blissful squeaks and cries. Pinkie took her tongue and began swirling it around Cream's hardened clit, making the beige mare take in huge lungfuls of air. Pinkie gently nibbled on it, giving Cream a sensation she had never experienced before. Cream thought she might pass out soon if she didn't finish. Luckily, she felt the familiar burning sensation in her stomach, which traveled throughout her body. Pinkie sensed the tightening of Cream's nethers and eagerly replaced her hoof with her mouth and tongue, lapping up the cream starting to spill out.

"Aaaa~AAAHHHH~hhh-" Cream cried out in ecstasy as she felt the wet organ return, sending her over the edge. Cream's whole body spasmed erratically as her mind blanked for several moments, only able to see white. She didn't know what kind of noises she was making, but she didn't care. She only wanted to enjoy this moment, this wonderful sensation Pinkie had given her. Pinkie pressed her face into Cream's crotch and began swallowing mouthfuls of cream and Cream's juices eagerly, not wanting to miss any of the precious substance. After she was sure that Cream was fully cleaned, she looked back up to the spent mare on the counter, ignoring the mixture of creams on her chin dripping to the floor.

"I... Pinkie..." Cream couldn't form a sentence; her body was numb and her mind even number. She felt as if she had done the Running of the Leaves forwards and back in just a few minutes. Pinkie let her tongue run across her soaked hoof once, grabbing the attention of the mare above her. Slowly and thoughtlessly, she leaned forward onto the floor and silently placed her mouth onto Pinkie's hoof. Her tongue traced along it delicately, following the edge until she reached Pinkie's face. She paused for a moment, her half-lidded eyes gazing into Pinkie's intrigued ones. They both leaned forward tentatively, but Pinkie withdrew suddenly, leaving Cream hanging in mid-air. At that moment, Cream's legs gave out and she collapsed onto the floor. As her eyes shut, she could feel Pinkie silently place a light kiss on her forehead and say something. She couldn't tell what it was, but everything went dark before she could try and ask.

Author's Note

To be honest, I kinda flew through the last few bits. I got so into the story, my fingers started going numb from typing.
I actually split the second chapter into two parts, (day and night) since it would have been HUGE otherwise.
I don't know when the next few chapters will be out, but I hope you enjoyed the story so far!
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