Pinkie Pie peered into the oven, wiggling her behind in anticipation. Behind the glass baked a new doughnut recipe she had concocted the night before, just in time for Ponyville's annual doughnut day. She had even visited Twilight and gotten her hooves on a container of exotic sprinkles from Canterlot.
She licked her lips, thinking of all the delicious baked goods she would have later that day. Doughnut Day proved to be one of Sugarcube Corner's busiest days, and Pinkie was more than ready to serve up some sugary goodness.
Just as her mouth began to water from the thoughts of dough and sugar, the nearby timer suddenly went off. With a gasp, Pinkie reached over and switched the timer off, then bit her mouth mitt and opened the oven door. Heat wafted over her face, along with the smell of freshly baked dough. She quickly reached in and pulled the hot tray out, then set it on top of the oven and spat out the mouth mitt.
"Mmm, tasty!" she chirped, looking over the golden brown dough. With a quick motion she closed the oven door, then flicked her tail towards the baking tin. In one smooth motion, the tin flipped into the air and spun, allowing the doughnut to fall onto a plate she laid out. Like a ballerina, Pinkie twirled just in time to grab the plate from under the falling tin.
As the baking tin clattered on top of the oven, Pinkie brought the doughnut to her designated "decoration station" on the island in the middle of the kitchen. There, she had everything that she needed laid out. Icing, sprinkles, spices, candy, and more were all circled around a cutting board.
"Hmm..." she hummed, looking over the variety of accessories she had. Bringing a hoof to her chin, she pondered what kind of decoration to use. Her eyes scanned over the icings until her eyes were drawn to a particularly pink icing.
Pouring some of the syrup-like liquid into a bowl, she dunked the doughnut in it, thoroughly covering the top side in a sugary pink coating. By the time she put it back on the plate, the icing was already beginning to harden into a shiny layer.
"Alright Twilight, let's see what your fancy Canterlot sprinkles can do," Pinkie said, grabbing the bottle and looking over it briefly. It was surprisingly normal looking, with a flowery logo of white, blue and yellow. To her surprise, though, it seemed to completely lack ingredients. Most other confections would have a serving size or nutritional info, but this bottle had nothing but the label. All it said was "Strawberry Sprinkle."
Pinkie shrugged, not thinking much of it. With a smile, she shook the bottle over the doughnut, covering it in a variety of sprinkles, and a bit of dust. A lot of dust. Too much dust, actually.
Pinkie coughed, backing away from the table and putting the sprinkle bottle down. "Gosh, I've never had sprinkles that dusty!" she said, still coughing and waving her hoof to try and clear some of the dust.
That was when she noticed she wasn't the only one coughing.
Her ears perked up as she heard somepony else coughing, and once the dust had settled, she found the source. Where the donut had been before, there now sat a tiny pony, letting out high pitched coughs as she waved the dust away from herself.
Pinkie cocked her head, watching the little pony with great curiosity. She was small, no bigger than a muffin, and was the same brown color of the dough. Along her back was the pink icing, covered in the blue, yellow and white sprinkles. A tiny pair of wings fluttered at her side, seemingly made entirely from icing.
Her mane was a darker brown, like chocolate, with a lighter streak going through it. In the front, there was an additional pink stripe, ending her bangs in a soft curve. Behind her head, the rest of her mane was done up in a ponytail, tied with a smaller doughnut. White sprinkles dotted her cheeks like freckles, while colored ones stuck to the top of her head. She looked like she had fallen into a batch of icing and then immediately into a pile of sprinkles.
As she thought more about it, Pinkie realized it wasn't too far from the truth.
"Uh, hi there!" Pinkie said, putting on a smile. She didn't know who this pony was or why she replaced the doughnut, but she was going to find out.
The small pony looked up at her with big, blue eyes. The two stared at each other for a moment. Suddenly, the small pony's face lit up with a smile and she sprung to her hooves, fluttering her wings in excitement.
"Hi!" she said, in a squeaky voice. "My name is Strawberry Sprinkle! What's yours?"
"I'm Pinkie Pie," she said. "Say, how'd you get here? And why are you so tiny?" She then craned her neck, looking around Strawberry. "And what happened to my doughnut?"
Strawberry giggled, hovering slightly above the ground with wings like a hummingbird. "That doughnut was me, silly! You used the magic sprinkles and poofed me here. Now instead of a boring doughnut you have me!"
Pinkie gasped, her eyes wide. "Wow, really?! Those magic sprinkles made a whole little doughnut pony?"
"Yep!" Strawberry chirped, with a grin. "And I'm even more delicious than normal!" She then landed and turned to the side, giving her rump a wiggle. "Go on, give it a taste!"
"Really?" Pinkie asked, her expression becoming curious.
"Uh-huh!"
Pinkie shrugged, then leaned down. She stuck her tongue out, which was quite large compared to Strawberry, and ran it along the doughnut pony's flank. Pulling her head back, she smacked her lips and glanced upwards in thought. After a moment, she nodded. "Yep, that's delicious!"
Strawberry hopped in place excitedly. "Told you I was good!" She then turned her rump towards Pinkie, revealing she had more going on behind her than expected.
"Oh... Oh wowie," Pinkie said, feeling her cheeks heat up as Strawberry's butt wiggled in front of her. "I guess that's where the doughnut hole is, huh?"
"Mmhmm," Strawberry hummed. She then turned her head back and looked at Pinkie. "Want some more? There's still plenty of me left."
"Well... you did taste pretty good..." Pinkie's eyes were fixated on Strawberry's behind. She could feel her mouth watering and licked her lips, thinking of how good Strawberry would taste. She only wondered if the extra bits would add any extra flavor.
"Go on," Strawberry said, expectantly.
Pinkie leaned down again, this time dragging her tongue across Strawberry's backside. The small pony shuddered as Pinkie's warm and wet tongue rubbed across her mare parts and covered her rear in saliva. "Good?" She asked, closing her eyes.
"Amazing!" Pinkie said, savoring the sweet flavor. Every lick was like her tongue running across an actual doughnut, complete with icing and glaze. It was the best sweet she had ever tasted. Maybe... she could have just one more lick.
Pinkie lapped at Strawberry's rear end once more, coating her in more saliva. It gently oozed down her backside, matting her confectionery fur and short tail. The taste was heavenly. Otherwordly. Magical. Pinkie couldn't get enough of it. Every time she brought her tongue away, she only wanted to go back for me.
"Ooh, you really like that, don't you?" Strawberry asked, her rear thoroughly covered by Pinkie's tongue. The fleshy appendage trailed over her mareparts and legs, then slid under her and tickled her stomach. "Hehe, cut that out!" she said, trying to control her giggling. Suddenly, she let out a squeak as she was lifted off the table by Pinkie's tongue.
"Hey!" Strawberry chirped, looking back at Pinkie.
"Thorry!" Pinkie muffled out. "You juf tahf so guhd!" Without warning, Pinkie pulled her tongue in, taking Strawberry with it. Strawberry's lower half became encased in wetness while her upper half stuck out of Pinkie's mouth.
"Did I say you could eat me?" Strawberry said, batting a hoof against Pinkies nose.
"Mmm-mm," Pinkie said, shaking her head.
"So put me—" Strawberry gasped as Pinkie's tongue flicked alongside her butt, licking her wet pussy and ass. She kicked fruitlessly at Pinkie's tongue, but the pink pony's attack was relentless.
Strawberry forcefully turned her body and pushed against Pinkie's snout in an attempt to pull herself out of the mare's mouth, but only managed to get into position where her legs were spread and her lower end was now fully open to Pinkie's ravenous tongue.
Strawberry struggled against Pinkie for escape, but found she was gasping and moaning from pleasure as much as she was from exertion. She gave one final push and nearly dislodged herself, but with a slurp, she found herself sucked fully into Pinkie's mouth.
"Mmm!" Pinkie moaned, closing her eyes and savoring the doughnut pony's flavor. She rolled her tongue around the inside of her mouth, tossing and turning the tiny pony in the dark wetness. "So good..." she cooed, leaning against the table and reaching a hoof behind her.
Within Pinkie's mouth, Strawberry Sprinkle was forced around by Pinkie's powerful tongue. It plastered her against the roof of the mouth, licking her underbelly, then batted her to the slippery cheeks. She couldn't see a thing, and every part of her body was drenched in warm saliva. Pinkie's tongue had disoriented her so badly that she didn't even know what direction she face – not that it mattered.
Pinkie moaned, shifting Strawberry into every part of her mouth. She didn't want to miss a single taste, sucking on the tiny pony as if she were a hard candy. She and her taste buds were in total bliss, and down below, a hoof worked with her lower lips. She didn't know why, but having the small doughnut pony in her mouth was beyond erotic.
Strawberry wrapped her hooves around Pinkie's tongue, attempting to find a grip inside the mare's mouth, but instantly found it too slippery and wet. The moment she found and ground, she tumbled right off into another part of Pinkie's mouth.
Suddenly, the writhing tongue slowed. Strawberry breathed heavily, grasping onto the wet appendage and clutching to it for safety. She glanced forward and saw a hint of daylight. Taking a breath, she lunged for it, attempting an escape.
Then, Pinkie swallowed.
She let out a low moan as she felt the doughnut pony slid along her tongue and then down her esophagus, making a satisfying lump in her throat along the way. As the pony fell down and landed in her stomach, Pinkie let out a happy sigh and licked her lips.
"You were delicious, Strawberry Sprinkle," Pinkie said, wiping her mouth. She wiped off her previously occupied hoof on a nearby towel and sat down on the kitchen floor, feeling as satisfied as ever. She rubbed her stomach lightly, feeling tiny kicks at the inner walls of her belly.
Pinkie glanced down with a giggle, then looked back up towards the counter, where the opened sprinkle bottle still sat. "I need to make these for the whole town!" she said, with a wide grin.
It would be the best Ponyville Doughnut Day ever.
