Of this you should take two and then we shall screw
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Doctor Zecora, Sex Therapist
Of this you should take two and then we shall screw
by neorenamon
Zecora was tending to her cauldron as the morning hours passed to noon. The pot boiled with the fresh ingredients shall had spent a couple of hours collecting as soon as Celestia raised the warm life giving sun. She hummed to herself contentedly as the aroma of her craft wafted up to her nose.
But then her reverie was broken by a knock at the door. So she set aside the large stirring spoon and went to the door. The knock came again before she even got there, so being slightly irked at the impatience, she flung the door wide open.
"While I appreciate your goods without a doubt," she exclaimed, "I have no more time for cookies from a Filly..."
She paused when she realized she was looking at the Cakes, and certainly not who she thought it was.
"Excuse me," said Mrs. Cake, "but Pinkie sent us..."
They all suddenly paused when they realized in the same instant that Zecora had answered the door stark staring naked. The Cakes were slack jawed and Zecora was sure that Mr. Cake was looking at her well below eye level. So she calmly leaned against the side of the door as if she meant to answer the door that way.
In contrast, the Cakes were dressed like they just came over straight from the Sugar Cube Corner. Mrs. Cake wore a generous while blouse and knee length under her skirt along with a full length white apron. The apron was laced on the sides where it covered her motherly chest with bright pink frilly lace.
Mister Cake wore a red and white vertically striped shirt and red pants under his white apron. While her apron was spotless, his looked like it was a bit overdue to be washed considering the colored sugar and frosting stains all over the front.
"Welcome to my hut today," she said evenly, "Is there something you wish to say?"
"Homina-homina-homina," stammered Mr. Cake.
"HONEY!" snapped Mrs. Cake as she drove her elbow into his side, "It's not polite to stare at the nudist!" Then she sheepishly looked back into Zecora's eyes as she resumed her previous thoughts. "My husband and I..." she said awkwardly, "are having problems mating. It's been going on for three months now."
Mr. Cake swallowed hard before he finally raised his eyes to meet Zecora's own.
"Have you seen the Ponyville doctor about this problem you suffer?" she asked as she crossed her arms just under her motherly breasts, "Or are you desperate enough to see what my potions can buffer?"
"Well yes we have seen Doctors," she replied, "It's not like they don't have the time to see us. Sometimes I think they come from another planet. We've had numerous exams that all came to the same conclusion..." She paused to glance at her husband. "They want us to take a new impotence medicine, but that would cost us hundreds of bits each month! We'd have to take it EVERY time I wanted sex with my sweet husband! It would bankrupt us faster than Pinkie Pie's sweet tooth!"
"I think we're on the twelfth Doctor already Sweetie-Buns," he added, "His office was so small, I could have sworn it was a public call box."
"Come in so I may see what I can do," she purred, "to restore your loving relations to you."
"We... can't pay you very much," said Mr. Cake awkwardly as he scratched the back of his head.
"It's not like we're making a fortune running a bakery," he agreed.
"Well then it's surely lucky for you," she said with a wink, "I'm not so fussy about when payment is due." She tuned and walked back inside while the Cakes followed her. Mrs. Cake was a bit flustered because now her husband was fixed on Zecora's ass as it swayed back and forth along with her tail.
"I hope we aren't stopping you from doing anything... important," said Mrs. Cake as she looked about. Her gaze was met with a cluttered collection of things she could not understand like wooden masks, primitive weapons, colorful bark covered shields, vases of odd smelling herbs, a collection of pots hanging from the ceiling by thin ropes and a few other things she couldn't even begin to know what they might be.
At one time, the folk of Ponyville were terrified of Zecora and her strange ways for no good reason. But even now since Twilight Sparkle dispelled those fears, she was still looked on as being... eccentric. That was the nice way to put it. Few understood her strange accent and the exotic knowledge that she possessed.
"Things for me have been slow," she replied as she walked over to the cauldron once more, "but tell me your names that I may know."
"Oh where are my manners?!" asked Mrs. Cake before she answered, "I'm Cup Cake."
"I'm Carrot Cake," he added.
"Before the problem I can see," she said as she stirred, "I should speak to you both... separately."
The two Earth ponies looked into each others eyes, and then nodded to the zebra. It wasn't like all the other doctors they spoke with had done any different. So Zecora took Cup Cake by her hand and led her back into her sleeping area. While it wasn't a full room, there was a curtain about it to keep things away from her bed while slumbering at night. Then she sat Mrs. Cake on the side of the bed as she took both of her hands into her own.
"Now please tell me without a doubt," she said, "what you think your problem's about."
She looked down, sighed, and then answered, "It has to be me. I'm not sexy like I used to be. I've gained so much weight since we had Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake. Now wonder I don't... turn him on anymore."
So Zecora reached out and began to unbutton Cup's blouse.
She blinked and blushed as she said, "Is this... really necessary?"
"Before I know what I must do," she replied evenly, "I must physically examine you."
She nodded as her apron and top were removed. Then Zecora laid her on her back as she was stripped from the waste down. Her white cotton bloomers ran from her belly button down to her knees. Cup blushed hotly as Zecora's hands played over her, starting with her motherly breasts and ending up spreading her legs to gaze upon her nethers. She also felt her hips and thighs until she reached around and stroked her tail.
"Wait for me til I return," she said at last, "Your husband's need I shall not spurn."
She nodded as Zecora slipped through the curtain. Taking him by the hand, he led him to the opposite side of her hut before she paused to speak to him.
"Now before I can see what I can do," she said evenly, "how does this problem appear to you?"
He gulped as if swallowing his pride before he answered, "It has to be me Zecora. I'm getting on in years. No matter how hot my wife looks to me, I can't get my stallion bits interested any more... It's so humiliating. Cup Cake has needs that I can't..."
"Now you should not on yourself be so hard," she said comfortingly as she started to unbutton his shirt, "This problem has been long known to the bard."
"So... you can fix me?!" he asked hopefully.
"To see how badly you are screwed," she purred, "I must see you completely nude."
So he stood there quietly as Zecora stripped him. She looked down at his crotch to see his reaction. With his eyes locked onto the fine features of the zebra, he wasn't looking there himself.
"I think I know what I must do," she said as she turned to her shelves of herbs and mixtures, "This shall require medicine for two." She strolled over and began gathering herbs into a bowl while he kept staring at her broad ass and wagging tail. He hoped she didn't hear when he gulped hard once more. The sound of grinding came to his ears even though he couldn't see what she was doing. But the smell of peppermint was too powerful to ignore as well as a few other things he couldn't recognize.
He felt awful that he was staring at a mare other than his wife the way he was. When she bent over to collect a few things from the floor, he got a real good look at her mareslit. Then he looked down and felt crushed that another part of his body wasn't enjoying the same view that he was. It just hung there like it was mocking him.
When she stood and turned back, she was holding a bowl. "While you case could surely be tragic," she purred, "I know I can help you both with my magic." She boldly walked up to him as she raised the bowl to his mouth. "Now this medicine you should drink," she said, "and it shall fix you up in about a blink."
He started sipping and immediately gagged on it. The taste and smell were overwhelming him.
"Only a few sips do you need," she said, "You won't profit from any greed."
He was glad he only needed a few sips because that's all he could stand to drink. Then she surprised him by dipping her fingers in the bowl before she smeared the bright green fluid all over his cock and balls.
"Give it a few minutes to do its deed," she purred, "I promise I shall not leave you in your need."
He watched her stroll back to her 'bedroom' as a strange tingling began all over his cock and balls.
"Now that I am back to you," she purred as she looked at the blushing Mrs. Cake, "We surely need to medicate you too." She nodded as Zecora pressed the bowl to her lips as she said, "While the taste may well be strong, I assure you it shall do you no wrong." She wondered what she meant until she also nearly gagged on it. "While it may be strong indeed," she added, "A few good sips is all you need." So she forced herself to take as much as she could down.
Zecora smiled as she awkwardly smiled back, and then surprised her by taking some of the fluid on her fingers and rubbing it all over Mrs. Cake's pussy. She even used her fingertips to rub some of it up into her vagina.
"Oh my," she moaned, "That's making me tingle."
"Just rest as the potion does what it's supposed to do," said Zecora, "while I return your husband back to you."
She waited as Zecora stepped out, panting as she felt so tingly in her nethers. Then she sat up when Zecora returned with Mr. Cake in tow. She blinked as she saw what she was hoping for, and that was his raging erection.
"HONEY!!" he cried in delight, "IT WORKED!! I HAVE TO FUCK YOU RIGHT NOW!!"
"Unfortunately there is some doubt," said Zecora, "should you fuck and the medicine cancels out."
"WHAT?!" asked the Cakes together in dismay.
"There is but one thing to do," she said as she climbed on the end of the bed, "Place myself as a surrogate between you. Do not worry about your seed. I am surely not ready to breed. There is no need to back out. Fill me with your seed beyond a doubt." She spread her legs wide and raised her tail to give him the best possible look at her pussy.
"Honey?!" he asked hopefully as he looked over Zecora's back.
She smiled softly and nodded. "As long as it's for our marital happiness, I can't see how one time will hurt."
"Worry not about humping me dry," she added, "The medicine on your dick shall let you try."
Zecora buried her nose in her pussy as Mr. Cake grabbed the zebra's firm ass cheeks with both hands. Mrs. Cake twitched as she felt the zebra's hot breath blowing across her mareslit which quickly grew hot and damp. Then she laid back as Zecora sealed her lips over her quivering netherlips and thrust her tongue up inside her. She wrapped her arms about Mrs. Cake's thighs as she kept her face firmly pressed between the panting mare's thighs.
"I love you honey!" she moaned as she wrapped her legs about Zecora's head.
"I love you too!" he answered as he began inserting his rigid cock into Zecora's birth canal. He moved slowly at first as if she were fragile and might break at any moment, but she didn't seem to be in any hurry.
Mrs. Cake leaned her head back more as she panted and moaned from her gaping mouth. Her hands were soon grabbing the sheets by the handful. Between the tongue and the medicine, she was being driven crazy with lust.
Once he slipped his throbbing boner into Zecora, he began humping her in earnest. He marveled at how tight her pussy was, and he had even noticed that there was some blood on his cock. He hadn't even imagined the possibility that Zecora was still a virgin by her hot body and her apparent sexual prowess.
By now, she was arching her back lifting her ass off the bed as Zecora pressed her tongue in ever deeper.
"OH YES!!" she groaned, "YES!! YES!! YES!!"
"By Celestia's flanks!" he moaned, "This is the second best fuck I've ever had in my life!"
Zecora kept wiggling her tongue as he was now hammering away at her pussy. His loins were now freely smacking the zebra against her flanks. She seemed to be taking it all in stride.
"By the light of the sun!" he moaned, "I don't think I can hold back much longer!" He knew that by then, his cock had flared open at the end making it impossible to pull out before he dumped a full load into her.
"By Pinkie's pies!" moaned Mrs. Cake, "I can feel myself about to be swept away in bliss!"
"Here comes the cream filling!" he groaned as he blew his wad into Zecora. It was a massive cum that he hadn't felt in a couple of years.
A few minutes later, she moaned, "My bit'oh'honey! It's so juicy!" Then she climaxed hard as her juices spurt into Zecora's mouth.
But to his surprise, she wrapped her legs about his thighs stopping him from pulling out. Likewise, she kept a tight grip on Mrs. Cakes thighs as her tongue continued to work the mare's pussy over.
He was so into the moment that he went right back to fucking the zebra again. She in turn was lost in her panting and moaning her pleasures aloud while Zecora's magic tongue kept her from lowering her level of horniness. And somewhere in their three way, Zecora managed to cum herself. It was hard for the other two to tell because she tried hard not to let them notice. Besides, she was somewhat muted with her mouth so full of Earth pony pussy and her tongue so deep in Mrs. Cake.
By the time Zecora was in the mood to let them go, they had both cum twice more. It was well into the night before they were done, and all were too exhausted for the Cakes to even think about going back home. So Zecora and Mr. Cake simply crawled onto the bed leaving Mrs. Cake sandwiched between them before the fell asleep with both of them facing the middle.
He awoke in at dawn with powerful morning wood, so he was all but too happy to screw Zecora again while she drove Mrs. Cake crazy once more with her probing tongue. It was a few more hours and a couple more climaxes for the two Earth ponies before the medicine wore off and they no longer felt the need to screw.
"Come here sweetie," panted Mrs. Cake to Zecora as she crawled up into the pink haired mare's embrace, "That was the best sex I've ever had besides my husband."
"Now you can return to proper habits," panted Zecora, "So you two can bang each other like rabbits."
"How can we ever repay you?" asked Mr. Cake.
"Repayment is what you seek is it?" she asked, "Let me check up on you in return visit."
Mrs. Cake nodded and he smiled.
"In truth only confidence did they lack.' she thought, 'aided with some of my aphrodisiac.'
"We better get home honey cakes!" he groaned as he pulled out, "You know what happened last time Pinkie managed the shop all day and looked after Pound Cake and Pumpkin Cake!"
"Sweet Celestia!" she whined as she jumped out of bed, "Please don't remind me!"
"By tonight you should be fully ready to screw," said Zecora, "and in a couple days I shall come check on you."
She looked awkwardly at him, and then back at Zecora as she blushed and said, "Maybe you should bring a couple more doses of that medicine with you... just in case... there's a relapse..."
"That's a real good idea!" he agreed as he grabbed his pants.
"I shall bring medicine aplenty should there be need," she replied, "There shall be more than enough for your labidos to heed."
"Zecora!" he said with a smile, "You're the BEST! I really need to thank Pinkie for sending us here to you! You saved our marriage!"
Zecora laid on her back with her legs spread as she panted and replied, "I can tell your love is so true. There was nothing less that I could do. But if you want to let true love win, perhaps you should invite Pinkie in?"
The Cakes blinked at each other as if the thought had never once crossed their minds.
"I don't know," he said at last, "We been raising Pinkie like she's our daughter..."
"She hasn't even asked about birds and bees yet," added Mrs. Cake.
"Yet her body is quite hot," said Zecora with a smirk, "Spurn her love you should not."
"But..." he said, "What if I... you know... put a bun in her oven?"
"Do not fear for I this thing I know: A medicine to make sure that isn't so."
The Cakes looked at each other before he said, "Okay, but I'll ask her tomorrow morning... after I see about sticking another bun in my sweetie pie's oven."
She just blushed as she smiled and looked from Zecora to her husband and back.
