"Ugh, Pinkie, hello?" You roll your eyes, waiting outside the back door of the kitchen."Hurry up! Ms Lyra or whatever, isn't too happy about you taking forever to bring out those new fresh chocolate cupcakes!" You yell in pain, feeling a door slam against your arm. Slapping your arm off to the side.
"Oh my! I am so so so so so so sorry!" Pinkie cries out, swinging the door closed, holding your hands. She panics, dropping the fresh batch of cupcakes onto the floor. She smashed the cupcakes together, and crumbled the box. You screech as you watch her dumbly drop them, she hurry's back into the kitchen.
"Oh shit!" You cry out, grasping your hurt arm. You literally are just starting to cry a waterfall, falling down to ground. You bow down to the cupcakes, ignoring the pain off your right limb. "Oh! Ow!" You laugh in pain, hugging the box of cupcakes.
"Here, let me help you out-" you cut off Pinkie.
"Help? Help! Help?! Please f-fffffuck no! My arm is in enough pain, I don't need anymore of this shit!" You scowl at her, picking up what was last left of the box. You force a smile on your face, telling yourself everything will be just alright. But that thought moves out of you mind, as Pinkie approaches you.
She throws her limbs, around your hurt one. She gently uses her cheek to rub around the top of the socket. You screech out in pain, trying your quickest to limp away. But Pinkie doesn't let you, squeezing your arm. At this point, you find yourself not being able to breathe. "P-Pinkie, p-please n-not s-so," you choke out, not being able to finish the rest of that.
"Sorry, and oh my! I forgot, here Anon!" Pinkie smiles, letting go of you. Finally giving you a moment to catch your breathe, getting back to work. "Wait!" Pinkie yells, kissing your arm, applying a bandage to it. "It was the best I could find..."
Your eyes twitch, picking back up the box. "Yeah, yeah, thank you for helping me after you hurt me!" You grin happily, finally getting back to the counter. Not giving Pinkie a chance to reply to your little insult. "H-here you go, Ms Lyra!" You laugh, feeling almost as if you had won some kind of competition.
"U-uh, t-thanks, and don't take so long next time," Lyra rolls her eyes, looking at you disgusted. You normally would have snapped, but you were so lost in being proud of yourself. You had not really had enough concentration to even think of something to throw back at her. You laugh a bit more, watching her walk off.
"Ohh, so sweet! Finally this place is cleared!" You cheer out, jumping and down excitedly. Even if it was your first day on the job, you're already happy out of your mind just to leave this place. Not even feeling anymore pain in your arm anymore, by the feeling of happiness and desperateness. You quickly race out of the counter, getting ready to clock out. Just as you are close to clocking out, the doorbell rings.
Twilight suddenly walks into the bakery. "Is this place just closing now?" She frowns, walking over to the counter. Giving you a bit of a disappointed look, making you feel guilty. You flinch, being taken back at the surprise. You scream in your head, crying for mercy.
You dig your face into your hands, slowly walking back to the counter. "Oh, Celestia, why must you always come at the wrong times Twilight!" You throw your head back, crying one last time. "Okay, so how may I fucking help you?"
"Uh, well you can start by using better vocabulary, rather than-" You cut Twilight off.
"I fucking got my arm smashed against a fucking wall! I am lucky, that it hadn't broke! God damn, and dang picky customers! I will fucking use the vocabulary I want! So shut the fuck up, you crazy purple women, and let me take your stupid order!" You rant, watching the girl scoot back, feeling completely uncomfortable by you.
"O-okay, I-I w-would..."
"Don't fucking stutter! Oh my Celestia!" You yell, grabbing the cash register. "I will kill a bitch!" You swing the cash register around, getting ready to smash it. But just by the scared look on Twilight, you sigh putting it down. "Sorry, this is just one hell of a crazy day."
"I-It's okay, and was it Pinkie?" She asks, no longer feeling scared of you.
"Y-yeah, but anyways enough about... that," your eye twitches, remembering the first minute you had got here. Just by that smile of Pinkies, had already made you feel unsure of this place. "Just order something, so I can gladly clock out of here."
"One batch of fresh sweet strawberry cupcakes please, also please make the frosting accurate. I would like every single one to be perfect..." Twilight stops herself, seeing your annoyed face expression. "Or just the way they already are would be fine," she laughs nervously, playing with her horn desperately.
You already know this girl is going to go out of her way and use her magic to fix them. But that doesn't really bother you so much, mainly cause it is not your problem anymore to worry about that. It is all on her for organizing the cupcakes, like the last thing you would want out of today. After all of that interacting with Pinkie today, in fact you aren't even sure if this job is going to work out.
"Coming right up, Twilight! Hey Pinkie, a dozen of fresh batched strawberry cupcakes!" You yell from across the counter, not even bothering to go by there again. Fearing that she might cause more than enough damage to your arm. You bite your lip, swinging your arm around playfully. You feel all around it softly, feeling it become numb, and looses its rough feeling for the moment.
Pinkie smiles, bouncing out of the back kitchen, right by you not moving from there. "Here ya go, oh Twi! And How you doing?" She hands the box of cupcakes over to Twilight. You freak out, feeling she was going to fuck this order up as well. But surprisingly she manages to at least give her the box nice and neatly.
"Wow, couldn't even think a chick who acts like a five year old could do that," you mumble to yourself lowly. Making sure Pinkie hadn't heard you, luckily she was to caught up talking to Twilight.
Twilight smiles politely, making her way out of the bakery. "Good, thanks Pinkie. Well I better be off now, thank you Pinkie once again!" You smile in complete happiness just by watching her make her way along. You feel a bit bad for thinking that way, but so glad that this day has finally came to a ending.
You whistle, dancing your way over to finally clock out. You slap your employee card out of your pocket gracefully, swiping it as quickly as possible. You laugh like a psychopath once finally clocking out for once and for all. You were finally free from home. At this point all you wanted to do was go home and masturbate to some Playboy.
"Oh, damn..." you trail off, thinking about snuggling up in your bed, with one hand down your shaft and the other holding the magazine. Just thinking about it got you pretty good. Just as your about to reach down, you realize you shouldn't be doing this in public. Last thing you would want is for the cakes to think your some kind of pervert.
Well which was actually kind of true in some kind of way. But that was not that point, the point was getting out of here to do what you wanted to do the most. you smirk, slowly walking away from the counter. "Here I come home, sweet home!" Just as your about to then open the door, you hear something.
"Ohhh..." you hear a girl moan out sensually, figuring it was Pinkie. You try so hard to walk away, but you can't bring yourself to do it. "Ooooh..." you hear a second time, becoming much more pale at that noise. Just hearing that sensual cute little moan made you blush. After a while you find your pants rising, feeling your erection jump out.
"Shit!" You groan, knowing you can't resist that soft sound anymore. "There really is something different about this place," you say to yourself, slowly creeping by the door. You tap it open slightly, just to check if all that noise was coming from the one crazy mare you just met.
Finally meeting your eye with the peeping hole, you take a little peak. You gasp, stepping your foot accidentally onto your shoe lace, causing your to fall forward. Pushing the door open, falling onto the ground, making a item nearby drop to the ground. "Oh, no! I am fucked now..." you gulp, crawling quickly over to the counter. Hiding behind there, praying to Celestia you wouldn't have been caught.
You close your eyes, waiting for something bad to happen to you. But nothing more than moans fill the room, opening one eye to see what was going on. You sigh in relief realizing she had not realized you were there. Which was quiet unexpected since you did accidentally make something drop over.
You feel a bit guilty about that, trying to go back and pick it up. But you hold yourself back, not daring to make anymore moves. You then decide to go get that later, since right now is sure as hell not a good time to go back and fix things. Cause there was not going to be any way you were ever going to fix this.
You shrug dumbly, figuring if you are going to be stuck here for a bit longer, might as well make the most of it. By that, you slowly raise your chin up against the table, in a bending down position. Only revealing your head from far out and open, blinking a couple of times.
You stop, watching the pink party mare moan. You raise your eyebrow feeling a bit confused, as to why she was moaning. Probably was the way Pinkie was? "Oh, please work!" Pinkie cried out, grabbing the edges of her striped blue and white thong. She then took a deep breath, sliding them down briefly.
You blush heavily, watching your co-worker take off her thong. Not believing that this was actually happening, of all crazy things out of this world. It had to be watching the one co-worker you didn't like much, take off her own clothes. Without even noticing you were right there behind her watching.
Pinkie hums, throwing her top off to the side, not noticing you in the background. She then takes a deep breath, swaying her hips side to side as she makes her way over to the fridge. Letting you get a good look of her plot. You find yourself drooling, just by watching her sway her way.
It is the most one of the hottest thing you have ever saw a girl do. Even if it was some annoying girl that really had gotten in your nerves, and even did accidentally hit your arm. But none of that mattered anymore to you, all that mattered at this moment was watching her move that ass.
"Hmm, chocolate whip cream? Or strawberry? What do you think, girls?" Pinkie asked herself, looking down at her breasts. "Okay, strawberry it is!" Pinkie giggled, pulling out strawberry whip cream out of the fridge. You take one last moment to stare at her rear end, then hiding yourself under the table.
"Girls? Who are they?" You ask yourself, quickly ducking, trying your best not to make yourself more noticeable than you already had been. Pinkie stands right next to you, still having no clue that you were there. Being too busy being lost in her world, and her 'girls'. Your attention returns back once looking up at her. Getting a good look and sight of her bra, that had matched the bottoms she took off.
"Alright, hold on, let me just get this darn thing off!" Pinkie pouts, fidgeting with the back clasp. She sighed in relief once getting the hold of the hooks, then unhooking it freely, throwing it off with her shirt. "Wow! You girls really need to stop growing so big!" Pinkie giggles, bring the whip cream up to her chest area.
"Oh damn..." You lick your lips, watching her bounce her chest up freely. You find your crotch area growing hotter just by watching Pinkie do her thing. Your length once grows high, wanting to slip its way out into the open. You then glance at your bottom and at Pinkie, knowing there was no way out of this one.
You sigh, unbuttoning your pants quickly, taking off both boxers and pants down to your knees. Setting your dick spring free, throbbing for some air. You place on hand on your length, getting ready to masturbate at the hot image of Pinkie naked. Just as your about to start, you feel something hit your crotch area.
Traveling its way up your member, clenching onto it tightly for a second, then letting loose go of it. You blush madly looking up to seeing Pinkie smirking evilly at you. "Oh, you! About time you finally stop being a wussy, and show yourself!" Pinkie giggles, tapping your length, teasing you a bit. She smirks at you then grasping it hard with seriousness.
Before you could even stop her from going anything further, she glides her hand along your member. You moan, not wanting to go anywhere else other than her hands. Even a trip down her love cave would be nice too. "P-Pinkie, what was that whip cream for?" You ask licking your lips.
"Well... I was going to massage my breasts with them," Pinkie pauses, using both of her hands now. Switching places, one working on the shaft, while the other one strokes down your whole shaft. You moan softly, feeling your member overwhelm with pleasure. "Hey Anon?"
"Yeah...?" You coo out, watching her go at it quicker and smoother.
"Since I helped you out with your erection, maybe you can I don't know..." Pinkie giggles, resting her head on your chest. "Help me out too?" You asks, batting her lashes in a sexy and seductive way. At this point there is no way you were going to refuse on this one. You started this and now you're going to finish it.
"Yeah! Hell yes, Pinkie!" You smirk at her, reaching out for the whip cream. It falls down into your lap, after tapping it ever so softly. You and her both giggle like little kids, getting ready to go out to the playground.
"Ohhh, hold on, that won't be all!" Pinkie giggles, jumping off of you, bouncing her way over to the fridge. You just sit there, licking your lips, staring at her rear end once again. Not getting enough of how sexy her tail swayed from side to side, while she bounced. A few moments later, Pinkie came out with food in her arms.
"Cherries, whip cream, and butter? Why do you need all of that?" You ask, watching Pinkie place the junk foods by you. She smirks at you, crawling back over to you, towering you. She opens your mouth wide, placing a cherry into it. Just as your about to bite it she stops you. Then pulling you in for a surprising kiss, grabbing the butter. Your eyes grow wide, understanding now how all of this was going to go down. Wouldn't take any explaining to know how.
The cherry quickly dissolves, as she bites half of it off. Letting its sweet liquid flow all over your tongues. Pinkie then glides her tongue all over your teeth, moving down to your surface. Both of your tongue dance, savoring the savoring the sweet taste. You pull away, getting some fresh air for a minute.
"Oh, not yet!" Pinkie giggles, licking your chin softly, moving up to your mouth. She gives you a cute little sweet peck, licking your lips afterwards. The pink party mare, teases your lips, then wraps her lips around your tongue. Sucking onto your tongue gently, getting a sweet sample off of you.
"Mnmn, sweet!" Pinkie pulls away, wiping her mouth. "You taste really sweet, with cherries!" Pinkie licks her lips, grabbing a butter knife nearby. You freak out watching her take a hold of it. You calm down, once watching her cut a slice off butter, then setting the butter knife back down. "Here," Pinkie smiles, placing the butter all over your hands.
"What's this for?" You raise a eyebrow, looking down at your crotch. Mnmn, all you could think of was you masturbating with butter in front of her. You face-palm yourself then after hearing her spell it out for you.
"Spread some butter all over my body, like lotion. Then get the whip cream and you know the rest Anon!" Pinkie giggles, getting a hold of your wrist. She places your hand on her thighs, guiding you to start off with her thighs. You nod at her as she lets go of your wrist, giving you a kiss on the cheek.
"Alright," you smirk, traveling your hands up her belly. Spreading every inch of butter below her breast, saving the whip cream for them. The butter quickly melts off you hands, all over her belly. You wipe the last drips of butter off your hands, licking her torso softly. She lets out a soft moan, snaking her hands down your rear end.
You both glance at each other, then back at the whip cream. You extend your hand off to the side, grabbing it. Spraying strawberry whip cream all over your hands. You lick your lips while looking at Pinkie's big breasts bounce up and down. Almost like they were calling you out to go and get them.
You start off once again with her belly, sliding all over her soft surface to her boobies. You grasp try to grasp onto them tightly, but they slip off slowly. You raise a eyebrow, not letting them win this one.
You take a deep breath, spreading whip cream all over her chest. Then rubbing her breasts in a circular motion. "Ohhh," she coos out, drooling all over your shoulders. You blush, rubbing her breasts more harder, putting all your effort into it. Your hands practically melt into her breasts, feeling so stuck to her.
Jerking your thumb a bit back, you manage to catch her nipples. Still getting a hold of her cups while fondling her nipple ever so gently. "Mnmn," you lick your lips, adding your tongue into the process. Banging it from boob to boob, while rubbing them faster. Making Pinkie moan loud much more louder than before. She lays her head on your shoulders.
"Oh... Anon," she moans, licking part of your neck. "Thank you..." She kisses your cheek, once your done finishing off with her breast. You pull her body closer to yours, giving her a kiss on the cheek back. Thinking maybe working at this place won't be so bad after all when having Pinkie there.
"Your welcome, Pinkie," you smile at her, both of you let out a faint yawn. Pinkie claps, shutting the lights off, falling asleep in your embrace. You laugh as you watch her snore, wondering what the next day with her will be like. "You know Pinkie, I really do like you, even though you act like a kindergartener..." you whisper, holding her body tighter, then falling asleep with her.
