Shycakes and Pinkiemuffins

Chapter 1 - Water is a boring ingredient

Pinkie Pie struggled to keep her eyes open as the intense sunlight poured through the windows of Sugarcube Corner. She had just woken up and it was her duty to restock the supplies of the store.  A morning filled with baking a wide assortment of treats was ahead of her.

A couple hours later, Pinkie felt proud as she looked over the array of cakes, cupcakes, donuts, and other goods she had placed onto the display racks. “Oh No!” she said, as she made a sudden realization. “I forgot the muffins!”

With only a little time before opening, she found the blueberries, flour, and sugar required to make the muffins. The drowsy pink pony measured out the ingredients and poured them into a large bowl. A bead of sweat rolled down her face as she allowed the last cup of flour to fall neatly on top of the rest of the ingredients. She thought about all the fun she would have when the daily duties were over.

In front of her stood the bowl filled with all the correct dry ingredients measured out to perfection. The only thing she had left to do was add water to the mix.  When she turned around to face the faucet, she suddenly had a better—more unorthodox—idea. Pinkie Pie felt a sinking urge in her stomach as the idea made more and more sense in her mind.

She hadn't yet gone to the bathroom, forgetting to relieve herself earlier after waking up as she normally did. The thought of the shiny bowl filled with muffin mix caused her inner deviousness to come out.

She felt a loss of control over her body as she moved closer to the counter. Stretching her muscles, Pinkie pushed herself up next to the bowl. The cool counter eased the lightheadedness that came from the exhausting work of baking for a full two hours. When she was nearing the correct position, Pinkie swung her tail to the side, making sure not to let it fall  into the powdery mixture.

With her heart pounding faster and faster, Pinkie Pie could hardly believe what she was doing. She bent her joints, making sure her bottom was hovering in the correct position over the bowl.

The naughty party pony relaxed her muscles, and with a satisfied sigh she began to release her bladder. A golden spurt of liquid shot from her urethra, tickling her privates as excess flowed down her thighs.

She heard a quiet drizzling sound as her urine made contact with the bowl and turned her head just in time to watch the yellow stream combine with the powder.

The thought of her morning pee mixing in what would be soon consumed by customers gave her a great sense of excitement. She imagined their greedy mouths tasting the muffins, moaning over Sugarcube Corner’s signature taste combined with her own secretions.

The sheer naughtiness of the act was turning the little pony on. She couldn't help but feel goosebumps all over her body as the last drips of urine spattered out of her urethra and into the bowl.

As she gently shook her backside, some of the silky arousal that had been building up in her lovehole combined with excess urine soaking her vulva and splattered into the bowl.

A surge of unbridled lust came across the pony as she realized what had happened. Mimicking the way she would wipe excess butter off of a knife, Pinkie Pie pulled her tail away from the bowl and pressed the lip of the bowl against her labia, pressing and manipulating at herself as she squeezed out a stringy drip of her excitement.

Her perverted acts of baking had given her one of the biggest rushes of her life, but she realized that she had been spending too much time making the daily batch of muffins. Customers would be arriving within the hour, and she hadn’t put them in the oven yet.

Grabbing a spoon off the counter with her mouth, Pinkie Pie allowed herself to get closer to the combination of her urine and muffin mix.

As she stirred it together, the unusual warmth emanating from the bowl tickled her snout.

As the mixture started to acquire  the right texture, she couldn't help herself. She reached into the bowl with her forehoof and picked up a bit of the warm mixture.

Sensually and slowly, she allowed her tongue to pick up the flavor of the the uncooked batter.

Her eyes rolled back and gentle moans escaped her lips as she tenderly suckled the flavor of her urine off of her hoof.

"The customers are going to love this!" Pinkie said excitedly to herself while breathing in the heavy scent of the mixture.

After getting out the two muffin trays required to make her usual batch of twenty-four muffins, she headed to get the grease from the cupboard. Realizing her haunches were still soaked with the urine that had messily trickled down her hind legs, she stopped her quest for the grease and decided the leftover liquid would do a fine job.

With a paper towel in hoof, she rubbed up and down her thighs and hind legs, getting all of the yellow juice off of her fur and into the paper towel. For good measure, she dabbed her privates with the paper towel and let the natural lubricant soak in. With the paper towel stained a sickly amber, she rubbed it on the bottom of the pan, making sure to evenly spread her juices.

Once both pans had a slippery shimmer to them, she poured the batter and set the oven for opening time.

"Just in time!" She said as she started to head for the bath.

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The timer on the oven rang and Pinkie excitedly pulled the two dozen muffins out and popped half of them onto the display plate. A few moments later, a familiar face came into the shop.

"Howdy, Pinkie. Big Mac sent me down here to pick up some breakfast. Do ya have any of those chocolate frosted donuts in stock?" Applejack asked.

"We sure do! Fresh as always!" the bubbly pink mare said., Behind the displays, she picked up three glazed donuts, perfectly decorated with smooth chocolate icing.

Taking three bits out of her saddlebag with her teeth, Applejack tossed them onto the counter. She was relieved as the scrumptious donuts were packed into a protective cardboard box.

"Thanks, Pinkie. Ah forgot how fast the service is here," Applejack said as she packed the donuts into her saddlebags.

"Yep you know us, Speedy McSpeederton is the name of our delivery stallion!"

"Oh wait-" Pinkie shouted as Applejack turned around with the three donuts stored carefully in her saddlebags.

"I forgot! Mr. and Mrs. Cake are running a special! Since you spent three bits you get a free fresh muffin!"

"Mmm, Pinkie, are those blueberry?" Applejack asked. She felt her stomach growl after taking in the pleasant smells being emitted from the muffin plate.

"Yesindeedie!" Pinkie smiled as she used her snout to push the plate of muffins closer to the edge of the counter. "Take one!"

"Alright, don't mind if ah do!" Applejack said as she lightly clamped down on a muffin with her teeth.

Pinkie felt a tightness in her chest as she viewed her special treat resting in the mouth of her friend. She could only think of remnants of her salty urine making contact with Applejack's tastebuds.

After setting down her saddlebags, Applejack stood by a nearby table where she took a generous bite. She let out a pleased sigh: "Mmm, Pinkie, it tastes delicious! And it’s still warm."

Pinkie Pie's heart rate increased as she watched her friend devour the muffin, observing her chewing loudly upon the treat. Her hind legs trembled as she thought of the muffin bursting with the flavors of her liquids as it was taken into Applejack’s body.

She couldn't help but get a devious smile as Applejack finished the last bite. Simply knowing that some of her urine was now inside her friend was making her adrenaline rise. She could feel her backside dampening even more than it had before.

"Well that was mighty tasty, Pinkie, but ah have to get back to the farm. Big Mac's gonna throw a fit if he doesn't get these donuts any time soon!" Applejack smiled as she tongued at the muffin crumbs stuck to her upper lip.

"Don’t be afraid to come back anytime you want, AJ!" Pinkie's distraction lead to her voice having a tone of suggestiveness as she said goodbye.

For Pinkie, time stood still after Applejack left the store. She rested her chin on the counter as she fantasized about all of her friends taking a bite of her naughty treats.

Minutes turned into a full hour without another customer. Pinkie Pie was still in her own fantasy world that was only interrupted as the bell on the door rang and another customer entered the shop.

Pinkie Pie's eyes opened and she lifted her head off the counter, licking the drool from her lips. Her sleepy appearance suddenly perked up as she gazed upon her cutest, shyest friend—Fluttershy. "Ohmigosh! Fluttershy, I didn't expect to see you here today!"

“Well... Angel was getting a little antsy, and I can’t say I didn’t want to get a treat myself. So I thought I would come to see you, Pinkie.”

"OH! I am so glad you decided to come, today's been super slow! I only saw Applejack this morning and it's already been over an hour since we opened!"

"That's too bad.” Fluttershy frowned.

“It’s not so bad, I mean. Less work means more fun!”

“I guess... have you ever tried making a new item to attract more customers?"

"You know what, Fluttershy? That's a great idea! Mr. and Mrs. Cake would probably want me to ask first though, so what can I do you for anyway?"

"Oh... I don't know, Pinkie. I'm not a regular snack-eater, what do you recommend?"

"I just made these amazing blueberry muffins this morning!" Pinkie said, pointing her hoof at the plate of muffins. "Applejack had one and she loved it!"

"That sounds great, Pinkie. Could I have two please? One for me and one for Angel, of course."

"Alright Fluttershy, I'll give you them on the house."

"No, Pinkie! I couldn’t ask you to do that, I've got the bits right here," Fluttershy said as she motioned toward her saddlebags.

"No. No. You're like my totally awesome bestest friend! Well everypony is my totally awesome bestest friend, but you get the idea. I just have to give you them free. Oh and before you say another word, I'll go get some even fresher muffins that are still in the warming tray in back!"

"Uhm-" Before Fluttershy could say anything, Pinkie was off to the back room where the kitchen resided.

Pinkie moved quickly, opening the warming tray and taking out two of her special muffins. She packed one muffin into a portable box, specifically for Angel. The idea of Fluttershy eating one of her muffins was overwhelming Pinkie's thoughts. She couldn't resist doing something extra-special for her adorable, green-eyed friend.

With lustful intent, Pinkie gently grabbed hold of the muffin destined for Fluttershy’s stomach, and laid on the floor. The thought played over and over in her head—Fluttershy taking a bite of her muffin and feeling the same sense of arousal that Pinkie Pie was feeling right now.

Carefully using her hoof, Pinkie moved the muffin down past her stomach, turning it over as it reached her private area. By the time Pinkie finished imagining Fluttershy leaking arousal around her beautiful flower, Pinkie’s own lovehole was gushing fluids.

She didn’t know if she should be doing this without telling her friends, but the unbridled arousal the dirty acts was too great to ignore. With her heart pounding faster and faster, she allowed the muffin made contact with her vulva.

Its rough texture became damp under the solution leaking from between her pussy lips. The combination of its texture and her natural lubricant tickled her clit as she rubbed it around, grasping it with both hooves. Pinkie knew she was leaking more than usual as juices quickly glazed the top of the muffin.

With the realization that she was spending too long in the back room, Pinkie knew she needed to head back. She could only think about how much she wanted to keep rubbing herself with the muffin.  She wanted to orgasm while it was still between her hind legs. She needed her friend to taste the result of her pleasure. She needed to release all over the muffin.

Though she wouldn’t be able to fulfill her wish, a final act of naughtiness came across her mind. She allowed herself to relax and released a burst of urine. The warm liquid pierced the top of the muffin and it embedded itself inside.

Pinkie carefully lifted the glazed muffin as she got up and put it on a plate next to the box for Angel.

Carrying the plate in her teeth, she smiled as she saw Fluttershy perk up at the sight of her. "Hrr you go." Pinkie struggled to speak as she put the plate down on the counter.

"Sorry I took so long, you were talking to me about new products and I just had to try sprucing up your muffin. I just put our new—Pinkie Recipe—glaze on it!"

"Oh that sounds wonderful Pinkie...” Fluttershy peered with a raised eyebrow at the slightly bubbly solution coating her muffin. “Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome!"

"Alright, I better go back to Angel now, I wouldn't want to to keep him waiting."

"Wait, Fluttershy before you go, I'd love it if we sat down together and you told me what you thought of the new recipe that you inspired!"

"Alright Pinkie, if that’s what you want to do."

Trotting over to the table closest to the counter, Pinkie Pie guided Fluttershy with a hoof, and shivered with delight as she felt the the softness of the mare’s delicate wings. With both ponies sitting across from each other, Fluttershy stared at the plate with the shiny muffin in front of her. Pinkie's special glaze emitted a peculiar scent that piqued Fluttershy's curiosity.

Moving her head forward, the gentle pony took a tiny bite, and got a mouthful of Pinkie's tangy arousal with a side of salty-sweet blueberry muffin.

As Fluttershy tilted her head to look at Pinkie Pie, she let out a small smile. "Mmm, Pinkie, I think it's amazing," she said, noting the peculiar texture.

Pinkie felt her vulva twitch as she watched Fluttershy gracefully lick the juices off of her lips. Blushing, Pinkie Pie quietly muttered "I'm glad you like it." She couldn’t help but start to get a sinking feeling in her stomach. She felt bad that she was getting so much joy from watching Fluttershy's gleeful expressions as she consumed the muffin coated with her lubrication and urine. There was something that was telling her that she was doing something wrong.

Pinkie's face turned bright red as Fluttershy's dainty face swooped into the muffin for another bite. Pinkie felt a mass of goosebumps sweep her body as Fluttershy uttered "Oh my, It's so gooey and moist, and I love the different combinations of flavors!" with an extremely pleased look on her face. A drop of the silky solution found itself on top of Fluttershy's nose.

"Fluttershy, you got some on your face," Pinkie said, getting her sense of humor back among the feeling of being the only pony to know what the muffins actually contained.

"Oh, I do?" Fluttershy attempted to cross her eyes and focus on the gleaming droplet on her nose. "I guess I'm a messy pony when I get excited..."

Pinkie Pie giggled as she got up. "Let me get you a napkin—or better yet." Pinkie Pie got closer to Fluttershy. Leaning her head in, Pinkie Pie gently stuck her tongue out, softly reclaiming the tangy arousal that had come out of her marehood.

"P-Pinkie," Fluttershy said as she tilted her head away, trying to hide the redness all over her face.

"I'm sorry Fluttershy, I couldn't resist! You just looked so cute with the icing on your nose." Pinkie giggled as she savored the flavor in her mouth. I wonder what Fluttershy's would taste like...

"What is the secret to your muffins anyway? How'd you get them to taste better than Mr. and Mrs. cakes’ recipe?"

"It's a secret! But... If you really want to know, I guess I could tell you! You are my cutest, most kindest friend after all."

Fluttershy felt too embarrassed to reply to the compliments.

"But you have to promise not to tell anypony." Pinkie's voice became softer, nearing a whisper.

"Alright Pinkie, I won't," Fluttershy said, still nibbling away at the rest of her muffin.

Pinkie Pie lowered her mouth close to Fluttershy's ear. "I was putting the normal ingredients in the bowl, right? Like flour, sugar, blueberries, you know," her voice started to trail softer, "and I was about to put the water in to finish the batter, but for some reason I got this strange desire to do something... naughty."

Fluttershy fell completely silent, paying full attention to what Pinkie Pie was telling her. The tone of Pinkie's voice in combination with the hot breath being pelting her ear was strangely exciting.

"So, I got up onto the counter... and then I," Pinkie's voice was getting to the point where it would be unintelligible for anyone whose ear wasn't half an inch away from her mouth, "peed into the batter."

Fluttershy's eyes widened and her pulse began to rise. She felt a wave of heat come over her body, and suddenly her forehead began to sweat. The instant Fluttershy processed what Pinkie Pie had just told her, a vivid image of the pink pony naughtily urinating into the bowl couldn't leave her mind. She could feel her entire body starting to sweat, and knew her cheeks were a turning a rosy-red hue.

Pinkie Pie noticed how uncomfortable she was making Fluttershy feel, but didn't see it as a bad thing. She continued whispering in a tone that seemed to get more and more seductive with each word. "I figured that my juice would make the muffins salty and sweet, and would give it a little more than what plain old water would do to them. It seemed right giving my recipe a little piece of me.”

Fluttershy let out a quiet squeak as she replayed the thought and came to the realization that she had been tasting the flavor of Pinkie Pie’s pee. Her body couldn’t handle what was happening; it was too much for her as she started to feel a strange sensation sparking throughout her lower regions.

“And the glaze...” Pinkie continued her seductive whisper. “I rubbed the muffin on my privates... it was all of my naughty juices with a nice squirt of... fresh pee.”

Fluttershy’s heart raced as she struggled to get out of the chair, moving away from Pinkie Pie. She couldn’t stand all of the dirty triggers Pinkie was hitting. Every word was like a shot through her system—she didn’t want to be out in public when she felt this way.

Trying her best to get out of the situation, Fluttershy moved slowly, waddling with the fear of having her condition being noticed by Pinkie Pie. “Umm, Pinkie Pie, is it alright if I go? Angel is going to be furious if I don’t get home.”

“Of course it’s alright silly!” Pinkie Pie’s voice was off as she realized Fluttershy may not have been as receptive as she wanted her to be.

“Okay... uhmm... Thanks again... Bye,” Fluttershy abruptly said as she continued walking in a sidestep motion.

The silence in the room was suddenly broken as a quiet splash was heard from Fluttershy’s vicinity. Fluttershy could feel her body burning as she realized that her arousal had just dripped onto the floor.

Another drop fell, followed by a large gush of the clear solution making a sizable puddle on the floor.

Pinkie’s heart stopped as she realized what was going on. “F-fluttershy you’re leaking!”

“I-I know, I can’t stop. Wh-what you said...” Fluttershy’s wings suddenly became uncontrollable, rigid, and expanded.

“You mean, you aren’t mad?”

“No Pinkie, how could I ever be mad at you? I’m just really, really embarrassed...”

“Wait, why are you embarrassed?” Pinkie Pie had a legitimate concern for her shy friend.

Fluttershy’s mind refused to get itself off of the subject of Pinkie Pie’s dirty activities. Another drip of her lubricant hit the floor with an audible splash. “That.”

“Oohhhhh!” Pinkie soon began to remember that not everypony liked to let the world know when they are turned on. “Well you shouldn’t be! It’s just me, Fluttershy.”

“It’s just, I’ve never been like this in front of another pony before. You said all those dirty things to me, and I couldn’t stop myself from feeling... e-excited...”

“Oh, I’m sorry if you didn’t want to hear it. I just really didn’t want to keep the secret any longer. I wanted somepony I liked to know.”

“I-I didn’t know you were into those things, Pinkie. I wouldn’t have had a muffin if I knew they were made l-like that, well unless I was alone...”

“Aww, Fluttershy, you’re really that embarrassed to be turned on in front of your friends? Even I’m turned on right now thinking about how you’re turned on. I’m not embarrassed! I feel fine talking to you about it.”

“I-I just don’t know, It’s just so new to me.” Fluttershy frowned, finally calming down a little bit. Her wings started to feel more maneuverable.

“Well, why don’t we get you away from the window? I can make you feel less embarrassed in the kitchen. That way you can calm down until you feel comfortable,” Pinkie Pie said as she quickly went and turned the “open” sign around, indicating that Sugarcube Corner was now closed.