Fluttershy's Last Cupcake.
Fluttershy’s never liked going to Sugarcube Corner, that place always rubbed her the wrong way. She never knew why, but it always had to do something with Mrs. Cake; she’s always been a bit of a mysterious pony. Ponies have always went in Sugarcube Corner and never came out, and it personally rubbed Fluttershy the wrong way.
Now, everypony knew why some ponies went in Sugarcube Corner and never came out, everything could be explained with one word; Futa. Futas are generally known to be bigger than most ponies, and Mrs. Cake is no exception, she’s about 5 meters tall, which is a little bigger than most Futas in Ponyville, who generally reach about 3 meters.
And being big meant that Futas had to eat a lot, and boy did they eat a lot, most if not all Futas began eating ponies and other animals they can fit in their mouth, or boob, or ass, or anything else that can dissolve shit.
And Mrs. Cake is notoriously known to stuff ponies into her dick, which usually ended with her victim being churned into huge gallons of cum.
But today, she just found herself craving some sweets, and while there are other sweet shops in Ponyville, Sugarcube Corner was always the best, and she has visited the place a few times before. Probably about 6 times since she came to Ponyville.... Which most likely about 4 years. So given her track record, she was pretty confident that nothing bad could happen.
Boy oh boy was she wrong.
It started as a regular day, Fluttershy was busy tending to her animals when she suddenly got the urge to have something sweet to eat, so she went to the kitchen to see if there was anything she could bake in a few 10 minutes or more, unfortunately….
“I kind of wish I didn’t forget to go shopping yesterday….” She mumbled to herself, closing the cabinet and standing up straight, “What should I do? What should I do?” She asked herself, tapping her chin in deep thought.
After sometime of thinking, the idea of Sugarcube Corner came to mind.
“Maybe I could take a trip to Sugarcube Corner….” She suggested when the thought of being turned into jizz deterred her from the suggestion, “But Mrs. Cake’s always been nice to me, I don’t think she’ll suddenly eat me… will she?” Fluttershy asked, doubting her own claim.
A part of her mind told her to just stay here and don’t do anything, but the other part told her that it’d be okay, a quick enter, get a box of cupcakes and leave, nothing too long and it’ll be quick.
And despite her better judgement, Fluttershy decided to go to Sugarcube Corner, so she went to collect her bits and walked out her cottage.
The walk to Ponyville was uneventful, but the walk to Sugarcube Corner provided so much more eventful walk. Everywhere left and right of Fluttershy proved why Ponyville was one of the most active towns in Equestria; Futas were either stuffing themselves with somepony or basking in the feeling of having somepony struggling in them. All this made Fluttershy reconsider going to Sugarcube Corner, but her cravings for sweets were too strong to ignore.
So she bravely made her way to Sugarcube Corner, and when she arrived at the pastry shop, she was met with Mrs. Cake leaning on the counter, sighing in complete ecstasy, and Fluttershy could see the faint struggles in Mrs. Cake’s nutsack. Great, it seemed as if the baker had already eaten, although it looked like her prey was quickly churning into jizz, so she had to be quick.
Fluttershy took a deep breath, “Hello Mrs. Cake.” The butter colored mare greeted.
Mrs. Cake was broken out of her euphoric daze, “O-oh h-hello Fluttershy….” She greeted in between moans and grunts, “W-w-what b-brings you hear?” She asked.
Fluttershy approached the counter, “Can I have a dozen cupcakes.” She requested.
Mrs. Cake nodded, “Mmph, s-sure d-dear.” She assured, standing straight up, allowing Fluttershy to see that she wore nothing but that pink apron, showing off her massive SS-cups and perfect hourglass figure with a luscious ass, all lining up with that 16 foot frame.
Mrs. Cake disappeared into the back of the bakery, and the sickening squelches of her balls digesting her previous prey were clearly audible to Fluttershy.
A minute or two later, Mrs. Cake came out the back of the bakery with a box of dozen cupcakes.
“Fresh out the oven dear.” She declared, no longer stammering her words due to the struggling in her nutsack, “That’ll be 16 bits.” She demanded.
Fluttershy nodded and dug in her purse to bring out 16 bits and was about to hand them to Mrs. Cake when she got a glimpse into the baker mare’s eyes, something told her that this was a bad idea, so she hurriedly gave the bits to Mrs. Cake and took the cupcakes, “Thanks for the cupcakes.” Fluttershy spat out speedily and turned around to leave when her arm was caught in a tight grip. The grip was tight enough to force the pegasus to drop the box.
Fluttershy shakingly turned to the pony who gripped her and it was none other than Mrs. Cake who had a deviously lustful look in her eyes, “Mrs. Cake, can you let me go please.” Fluttershy pleaded, panic making its way into her voice.
Mrs. Cake only shook her head, “I’m sorry deary, but I can’t let you go, I need another one.” She said before violently tugging Fluttershy so hard, she flew over the counter and in between the baker mare’s bountiful chest.
Fluttershy let out a whimper before all her clothes were forcefully ripped off of her, leaving her pink frilly bra and underwear on, showing off her GG-cups.
Mrs. Cake sighed, “Can’t wait to make you into a nice batch of spunk.” She sighs before slowly entering the back of the bakery where she sat Fluttershy down.
Fluttershy wanted to make this moment count and run, but Mrs. Cake grabbed her and tore off her bra and underwear, leaving the pegasus mare completely bare.
Fluttershy tries to let out a shout as pain as Mrs. Cake dove her hard dick in her pussy, but all her screams were muffled by Mrs. Cake’s huge boobs.
Mrs. Cake let out a lustful moan as she started to thrust herself into Fluttershy who was trying to break out of Mrs. Cake’s much stronger and deadlier grip.
After a minute of thrusting, Mrs. Cake decided this was not enough and took off her apron, allowing her boobs to shine in all the glory.
She grabbed Fluttershy’s head and shoved it into her right boob, “Start sucking deary…” Mrs. Cake demanded.
Fluttershy, completely at Mrs. Cake’s mercy, did as she was told and began to suck Mrs. cake’s tit. And surprisingly, they had a bit of milk in them.
Despite her very unwanted situation, Fluttershy found that Mrs. Cake’s milk tasted very delicious, almost reminiscent of the taste in the cupcakes, and as per naturally, continued to greedily suck all the milk out.
Mrs. Cake let out a moan and and hung her head back, “Mmmm, that’s a good girl…” She moaned, “Take it all in, spoil yourself for momma.” And Fluttershy did just that, spoiled herself for this obese asshole.
After a minute of thrusting and sucking, Mrs. Cake finally lifted Fluttershy off her tit and dick, saddening the butter yellow pegasus for she knew this was the end.
“I think I’m ready for another batch…” She said, putting Fluttershy on the counter so her face would be perfectly aligned with the head of her meaty shaft.
Mrs. Cake shoved Fluttershy’s face in her dick’s head, and as if it was alive, the head opened op and in one fellow swoop, Fluttershy’s entire head was in Mrs. Cake’s dick.
Fluttershy started to monstrously thrash about to escape, but she was far outclassed by the earth pony.
Mrs. Cake moaned loudly at the pleasurable sensation she got from her dick slowly devouring Fluttershy, a sensation she has relived countless times, yet it never ceased to make her want to shoot out her spunk on the spot.
Mrs. Cake continued to slowly push Fluttershy into her dick, the butter yellow pegasus slowly and smoothly entering.
“AAAAH!” Mrs. Cake let out a shout of pleasure as her dick fully engulfed Fluttershy’s shoulders with little difficulty.
Mrs. Cake continued to swallow Fluttershy with her dick, Fluttershy’s huge boobs proving no difficulty whatsoever.
GLRK! GLUCK! GLRK! GLUCK!
With those four sickening wet sounds, all that was left of the butter yellow pegasus was her legs, legs that were thrashing wildly.
Mrs. Cake sat down on her ass and allowed her dick to continue swallowing Fluttershy. She moaned and gasped in pleasure as Fluttershy’s thrashing legs were viscously devoured by her dick.
The next few seconds, all that was left of Fluttershy was her feet.
SLURP!
It was done, Fluttershy was gone, her feet were swallowed by the ravenous cock and sent to Mrs. Cake’s huge nutsack that only grew in size with Fluttershy entering them.
Fluttershy was frozen in complete and utter shock as she was forced into a puddle of spunk that rose to her knees that was no doubt Mrs. Cake’s previous snack.
Fluttershy’s shock became utter fear when she saw the still undigested skull of the last pony. This fear turned Mrs. Cake’s hanging nutsack into a thrashing mess, greatly pleasuring Mrs. Cake.
Mrs. Cake sighed in content and layed down on the floor, shortly falling asleep while her nutsack started to churn and process Fluttershy into a nice new batch of cum.
(5 hours later)
Mrs. Cake woke up 5 hours later with a pleasured moan.
She stood up and immediately felt the difference in weight in her nutack from 5 hours ago. She smiled a lustful smile, “So nice to have another batch of spunk, now all I have to do is release it.” And it didn’t take long for her shaft to become hard again as Mrs. Cake started giving her a sloppy boobjob and blowjob.
And it only took a shorter amount of time for Mrs. Cake to reach her limit, she took her mouth off her shaft as jet streams of cum flew out of the flacid dick.
The cum was shooting so high, that it hit the ceiling hard and splattered all over Mrs. Cake and the entirety of the back of the bakery.
Once her little episode was over, Mrs. Cake lied on the floor with a content sigh before taking a look at her cum covered bakery.
“Pound Cake?!” Mrs. Cake called.
“Yes, Mom!” The colt replied.
“Where’s your sister?!” She asked.
“Probably somewhere stuffing somepony in her ass!” Pound Cake guessed.
“Well, I’m gonna need you to clean the bakery again, momma had another splash!” She demanded.
A loud groan sounded the house, “Really, mom, that’s the fifth time this week?” Pound Cake complained.
“Don’t play with me boy! Come downstairs and clean the bakery while I go clean up!” Mrs. Cake demanded.
“Okay, Mom, coming…” The annoyed voice of Pound Cake agreed.
“And make sure you clean it good, we have a bake sale tomorrow!” She adds.
“Okay Mom…”
Author's Note
So, this is my first attempt at a vore and clop story, tell me how I did, and I'll be doing more of these.
