The Sweetest Herd in Ponyville

by Israel Yabuki

Rating: mature
Tags: Romance, Drama, Original Character, Second Person, Comedy, Pinkie Pie, Mr. Cake, Sex, Human, Anthro, Cake Twins, Mrs. Cake, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic
Length: 19757

A clopfic between you and Mrs. Cake

Though you were successful in a sudden rescue, you still lost your life when a train collided with you, which brought you into the land of Equestria. Ever since you were little, you've always loved baking sweets and since you got a new job at Sugarcube Corner, you suddenly grew an attachment to one of the owners: Cup Cake. The problem with her is that she's already married and has a family, so pursuing her is a no-go. But it won't be 'til later on that there might be a loophole to this situation.

This story was inspired by one of my previous waifu stories Ever Herd of a Love Triangle. And to clear things up, there's no gay sex.

Published 2019-02-10 06:30:01 UTC
Last updated 2019-02-17 23:13:04 UTC

Bittersweet Conflicts of Love

Author's Note

Here you go everyone. I'm pretty sure some of you have wanted to see Mrs. Cake have a turn, so here now she's getting a turn, but just remember there's no gay sex in this story. Anyways, follow NineTailBeast for helping me out with this, stay tuned and brony on.

Bittersweet Conflicts of Love

The Sweetest Herd in Ponyville

Written by Israel Yabuki

Edited and co-written by NineTailBeastBall

You could still recall the events that took place throughout your entire past life. You spent some of the earliest years of your life living in an orphanage, since your parents died from a deadly disease. Here, bullies would tear down many of the other kids, including you, but you somehow managed to get on their good sides when you developed a your skills these new skills in the kitchen. The dishes you made were all desserts and as anyone would know, almost every kid loves sweets.

Almost every day after dinner, you would head into the kitchen and bake up some delicious sweets and pastries for the other kids. Every day, up until you were about 12 years old, you’ve brought smiles to everyone who enjoyed your cooking.

Unfortunately, there always comes a time when some foster kids end up getting adopted and you were one of them. It was heartbreaking to leave everyone, but you still had those wonderful memories to keep you company. And what’s more is that the family who adopted you had a 16 year old daughter who always wanted a younger sibling.

Your foster father was a teacher, so for a couple of years, you spent your time studying at home in order to prepare you for a real school. In short, your life was a fairly nice one, even after you graduated from high school and college.

However, even though your foster parents and your foster sister were good people, you still felt curious of how much different your life would be if your biological parents were still alive. It was no mystery that they died from a disease, but you were clueless on what kind of people they were like since you never knew them. Were they kind, mean, poor, rich, somewhere in between? All these questions clouded your mind and wouldn’t go away.

After college, you got a job at a bakery in the city. Every once in a while, your sister would come by to grab a box of donuts on her way to work in the morning. It was a surprise to you when she got married when she was 22. Two years into her marriage, she gave birth to a healthy baby boy whom she named “William,” or “Will” for short.

Some time had passed and little William was now 8 years old and you were 26. You were still working at the bakery, or at least you were until... the unthinkable happened. It all began when you were heading back home after another tiring day at work. You were coming across a railway intersection where screams were ringing out. You ran to the source of the screams as quick as you could and noticed a woman was standing in the middle of the railway with her arms spread out. It looked like she was allowing the train to ram her and it was coming fast.

You couldn’t allow her to do such a thing so you rushed towards her as fast as you could and tackled her out of the way in time for her to be saved... but not in time for you to save yourself. Right as the train hit you, everything flashed black and white.

Your eyes shot wide open and you screamed slightly as you sat up from your bed. Your breath grew heavy and sweat covered your face. Looking around your bedroom, it was clear that you had that dream again and you slumped back into your bed, groaning.

“Not again,” you said to yourself, wiping the sweat off. “When are they going to stop?”

After gathering your thoughts, you got out of bed and peeked out the window so you could get a good look at the peaceful and friendly town of Ponyville. Having only arrived in the land of Equestria a month, you could still easily recall what happened the day you woke up. You were scared out of your wits when you first saw the humanoid ponies. However, you had these two married couples, Twilight and Beau, as well as Frosty and Pinkie Pie to thank after they showed you that Equestria was a peaceful land and they even gave you a new home and a job you love.

Things went by so fast, as it was on your very first day in this new world that you started working at Sugarcube Corner, helping out with baking lots of delicious sweets, just like Pinkie and Frosty. Of course, you wouldn’t have gotten the job without talking to the bakery’s owners who were also another married couple, Carrot and Cup Cake.

Both of the Cakes sympathized for you, just like they did for the rest of the humans that have landed in Equestria. Mrs. Cake was like a mother to you; kind and caring, always ready to comfort and help when you needed it. In fact there a few times where she came into your room to do so when you had one of your nightmares. It did make you feel a bit like a child, but at the same time you were grateful to the mare for her concern.

Mr. Cake was just as good of a friend to you as his wife was. Though he could be a little strict at times, he wanted the best for you and did what he could to make you feel comfortable here at Sugarcube Corner.

Seeing how nice of a day it was helped calming down from your dream and you looked over at the clock to learn that you woke up at a good time. After letting out a good yawn, you walked out of your room to meet up with Pinkie and the Cakes downstairs.

“Good morning everypony,” you greeted, seeing how everyone was awake and downstairs for breakfast.

“Good morning,” they greeted back, calling out your name.

“We heard you screaming upstairs, did you have that dream again?” Mrs. Cake asked, coming over and giving you one of the nice hugs that always made you feel better.

“Yeah, it’s been happening every day for about for the past few days now. I don’t get why exactly they started, nor do I know why Princess Luna doesn’t do anything to help me,” you sighed.

“Oh, I’m pretty sure there’s a rational explanation, just give it time. Here, come and have a seat, we all know it’s not good to start the day with an empty stomach,” the light blue mare urged, leading you over to an empty chair. Despite your nightmares, you smiled to see that for breakfast there was some delicious blueberry pancakes, hash browns and a few donuts. Pinkie had quite a large stack of pancakes on her plate, which helped keep that smile on your face as you watched her eat them.

“Please help yourself, dearie,” Mrs. Cake said as she fixed you a plate. You couldn’t help licking your lips a little as you stared at the stack of three pancakes, complete with some nice maple syrup and some butter.

“Thanks Mrs. Cake, it looks delicious,” you said before cutting the first piece out of your breakfast. As always, her cooking didn’t fail to disappoint you. Of course, it wasn’t just pancakes, you decided to try some of the hash browns too. They too they tasted amazing and the crunchy texture was just right.

Sitting across from you were the youngest residents of Sugarcube Corner. The young colt with the brown mane and cream white fur is the Cake’s son, Pound Cake. Sitting next to him is his twin sister, Pumpkin Cake. She had an orange mane and had yellow fur just like her father, but it was a little lighter. It wasn’t just them, sitting beside Pound and Pumpkin were Pinkie and Frosty’s own twins, Pecan and Lemon Pie. All four of them were happily eating their pancakes as well.

During the month you’ve been here, you’ve become very attached to the two sets of twins, despite how hyper they could be. You often walked them to Cheerilee’s school, helped Pinkie with babysitting and even helped them go to sleep by either reading them bedtime stories or telling them exciting stories, which Lemon Pie liked the most. You’d be more than happy to walk them to school once again once breakfast was finished.

You made sure to get a good fill of food before you got to work since you would need all the energy you can get for today. First thing was to make sure both the Pie and Cake twins got to school safely. Naturally, you managed to reach the school safely with no problems whatsoever.

“Alright you kids, have a good day at school. I’ll be sure to pick you up at 2:30 PM sharp if your parents are too busy,” you said, kneeling down with a smile. You reached out to ruffle Pumpkin and Pound’s heads and Pecan and Lemon were next. It was nice to hear a good laugh from the little rascals before seeing them off.

Once they made it clear that they understood when you’d come back for them, you left the schoolhouse in order to start your shift at the bakery. You knew that it was going to be another busy day in Sugarcube Corner, as ever since you moved in, the shop has been flooding with customers from all over Ponyville. With business getting better than ever, the extra bits went straight to everyone’s paychecks.

You temporarily forgot about your nightmares when you were baking treats. You just received an order for a box of a dozen donuts. The customer made it very clear that he wanted each one to have a different flavor. You, Pinkie and Frosty worked together, naturally wasting no time in preparing what some beginners would call “a pretty hard dish to make,” but that’s only if they don’t know what they’re doing. Each of you has been making treats for years and teamwork made your job even easier.

“La la la la la! Sweets, sweets, sweets are a tasty treat. Sweets, sweets, sweets are so yummy to eat. Yum, yum, yummy in my tummy,” Pinkie sang to herself as she baked. You rolled your eyes and shook your head with amusement as you listened to the pink earth pony mare entertain herself as she worked.

“Nothing like some good ol’ fashion singing to make our jobs a lot more fun, eh Pinkie?” you asked, chuckling a bit.

“Yup-a-roonie, I love singing while I work,” Pinkie nodded with that always-adorable smile. “You should try singing while you work as well. I’ve seen how you always do it when you put the kids to sleep.”

“She’s right, you know. It’s very hard for some people to have fun while they work, but we’ve adapted to it pretty well,” Frosty added.

“I’ll be sure to keep that in mind,” you responded as you got back to baking. Checking the oven, you saw that the donuts were coming along really nicely and were almost ready to be taken out. While they were still baking, you set up a variety of 13 different flavors, some of which you never even heard of such as ringer dinger, doodle dot, chimy cheer and skittle-licious. No doubt that last one was Frosty’s idea, considering you both knew what skittles were.

You knew that at this rate, it wouldn’t be long before the order was ready and kept smiling as you watched the donuts bake. You were however, forced to look away from the tasty sight when Mrs. Cake’s sweet voice called out for you.

“Excuse me dearie, I know you’re busy, but I need your help. There’s a few boxes of cupcakes and muffins that I can’t carry with my own two hands, could you be a dear and grab few?” she asked.

“Sure, I’ll right over there,” you said before turning your attention to Pinkie and Frosty. “Hey, if the donuts finish baking, could you two take them out and let them cool off?” you asked.

“Okie dokie lokie,” Pinkie saluted.

“That won’t be a problem, we’ve got your back,” Frosty added.

“Alright thanks. I owe you one,” you said before leaving the kitchen to help out Mrs. Cake. From what you can tell, she had a total of 5 boxes in total and she’s barely able to keep from losing her balance. No doubt Mr. Cake would’ve taken your place if he wasn’t away delivering a few boxes of pastries to Johanna Justice, or Mayor Mare as everyone in Ponyville calls her, and her human fiancé, Edgeworth.

You rushed over and grabbed 3 of the 5 boxes Mrs. Cake had in her hands and as a result, saved her from falling on the ground with an aching back.

“Phew, that was close. You okay, Mrs. Cake?” you asked.

“I’m fine now, dearie. Thank you for grabbing the boxes,” she replied, smiling back at you. Relieved, you carried the cupcake and muffin boxes over to the counter and set them down next to the register. “I wonder if Carrot will be okay on the trip to Mayor Mare’s house. With her recent mood swings, she can be a real live wire.”

“Mood swings?” you asked.

“Trust me, you’re better off not knowing, sweetheart. It’s not a pretty sight,” she insisted. You had no choice but to believe her, what with that nervous smile of hers. You probably thought she witnessed it first-hand and the image was burned into her mind.

“Anything else?” you asked

“No dearie, I can take it from here. You can go back in the kitchen now. Again, thank you.” Just as you were about take your leave, Mrs. Cake pulled you into a nice hug. You hugged her back like any good friend would do.

But then... the atmosphere grew a little awkward when a certain stallion came back and caught you two in the middle of the hug. His presence became known when he cleared his throat. Looking at the front door, you can see that Mr. Cake had returned home and he was quite amused to have caught the two of you in the act.

“I hope I wasn’t interrupting anything while I was gone,” he chuckled. Instantly, you and Mrs. Cake pulled away and looked towards the yellow stallion.

“Oh, no need to worry, honey, it was just a hug I gave to our friend here for helping me with the boxes and saving the desserts,” she explained.

“Yup and now I’ll leave you to your business and get back into the kitchen,” you said before getting back to your station. It felt nice to give assistance to the ones who decided to hire you.

Finally returning to the kitchen, you saw that Frosty and Pinkie had successfully taken out the donuts and laid the tray on a cooling rack. The happy couple gave you a thumbs up and a wink as a way of saying “you’re welcome”.

“What would I do without you guys?” you asked, very much grateful to them for handling things while you were gone.

Today’s work included more than just donuts, pretty soon, an order for a wedding cake was requested by Johanna and Edgeworth. Their wedding day was scheduled tomorrow and the cake was one of the most important parts of the celebration. You still wondered what Mrs. Cake meant by Johanna having mood swings. However, considering that she doesn’t want to talk about it, asking her about them again wouldn’t help out. So, while you were working, you asked the party-planner pony herself.

“Hey, Pinkie Pie. What does mean when a mare goes through “mood swings?”

“Oh that’s an easy one!” she exclaimed as if she had figured out the winning question for a game show. “It’s a mare goes through when they’re pregnant. They always change their moods from happy, to sad, to angry, and to... playful at random times. Basically, when a mare’s pregnant, they’re like a ticking time bomb, which can be a real hassle for the stallion/man. Especially when they’ve got those unusual cravings for ice cream and chocolate-covered pickles,” Pinkie explained and your eyes widened once she was finished.

“Yeesh, sounds like Edgeworth has his hands full. And I was surprised to know that she was pregnant and she’s going through something like that,” you said.

“Trust me, it’s a lot more scary if you witness it for yourself, but I think it’d be best if you don’t see how she acts...” Frosty implied. If it’s as bad as they say it is, then you’re better off not experiencing it... unless you end up getting married yourself. The only thing now was to find a pony that was right for you.

Since your future love life was irrelevant right now, you shrugged it off and just focused on preparing the wedding cake. Getting it finished on time ended up taking a group effort. First off, Mr. Cake’s job was getting the 5 layer wedding cake perfectly even so it didn’t lean on one side. Next, Pinkie and Frosty had the responsibility of decorating and adding vanilla into the middle layer of each cake layer. Lastly, you and Mrs. Cake worked together to get the cake batter all mixed up perfectly and let it bake in the oven.

“Whoo, if this cake doesn’t satisfy the mayor, I don’t know what will,” you said. “Not a bad team effort, eh Mrs. Cake?” you asked, turning to your partner.

“You’re in a remarkably good mood for someone who keeps having nightmares,” she pointed out.

“I guess I kinda forgot about them whenever I’m deeply focused into my work, baking just makes me so happy. But now since you brought it up, I won’t be able to get it out of my mind. Maybe tonight, when I head off to bed, Princess Luna might have an explanation for why they keep coming back,” you said.

“Oh I’m sorry dearie,” Mrs. Cake said, making you feel slightly guilty. She gave you another nice hug, which despite your guilt, you still returned. Just like before, the tender moment was interrupted when you noticed Mr. Cake was watching you.

“Uh... something wrong, Mr. Cake?” you asked.

“Oh no, just a little curious, that’s all,” he assured. “Curious of whether or not you have a crush my wife that is,” he said, making you both blush intensely.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, hang on there! Yes, I admit she’s beautiful, but that’s not gonna set aside the fact that she’s already married and has kids-” You stopped right there, realizing you had said a too much, as you could hear Pinkie and Frosty snickering. Overwhelmed with embarrassment, you stormed out of the kitchen and ran upstairs to your room. You were in such a hurry, there’s no way you could have noticed Mrs. Cake glaring at her husband.

Safe in the confines of your rooms, your rubbed both sides of your head as you couldn’t believe what Mr. Cake just said to you. You were sweating quite a bit, almost as much as you did after waking up from one of your nightmares, but you wiped it off, catching your breath.

“Mr. Cake, sometimes you can be just too much...” you said, sighing while talking to yourself. “Did he have to blurt it out to everyone like that?” Several minutes later, you heard a knock on the door and had a very good guess who it was.

“Dearie, can I come in please?” You couldn’t turn down Mrs. Cake when she asked so nicely.

“Sure, it’s unlocked,” you confirmed without turning around to face the door. Hearing it open, you remained facing away as Mrs. Cake sat on the bed next to you and touched your shoulder.

“I hope you’re not too ashamed sweetie, Carrot was just playing with you. I already warned him to be more careful with his jokes from now on. Are you going to okay now, dear?” she asked.

“Yeah, I should be. Thanks, Mrs. Cake,” you replied.

“Though I have to ask, I couldn’t possibly fail to hear when you said I was beautiful. I promise not to embarrass you too much, but... do you really have a crush on me?” You gulped down a huge lump that was stuck in your throat before confessing.

“Well... at first I thought of you as just a friend, but because I’ve been working for a whole month here and gotten to know you more, I couldn’t help but stop my feelings towards you from growing. I always kept it to myself because-” Before you could finish it, Mrs. Cake stopped you by shushing you gently with a finger to your lips.

“There, there, that’s very sweet of you, dear, but you should understand that I have a husband and children I love and care for. I know you’re expecting this, so I’m just going to tell you... we can still be friends. I hope you understand,” she said. It was clear that she knew she had just broken your heart and tried to comfort you by giving you a hug.

“I’m sorry dearie... but I can give you this...” Pulling out of the hug, she made you feel a little better by giving you a quick peck on your cheek. You quickly started blushing and were unable to say anything as you looked at her beautiful smile. “Please get some rest, I’ll tell the others not to disturb you.” Still shocked by the kiss, you could only nod slowly before the light blue mare stood up and left your room. In a split second, you thought you saw a tear fall down her face as she closed the door.

Even though you were heartbroken at the nice mare’s rejection, for some reason you couldn’t force out any tears. Perhaps when you saw her cry, it was some sort of sign that she had just missed out on something. When you first met her, you never considered going out with her, nor with any other mares because at the time, you just didn’t have the time or you just weren’t ready for that. Or maybe you were just satisfied with being an uncle, despite not being blood-related to anyone in this world.

With that thought slowly going away, it wasn’t long before you drifted off into sleep. Just like the last few nights, the dreams of your past had come back. Every single memory from your past life played all over again. Only this time, when it came to the part with the train rescue, you suddenly regained control over yourself and foolishly put your hand out as if telling it to stop.

But something else happened: the train suddenly phased right through you and kept on going. You looked around and saw no one in sight. No cars, no people, just an empty road, as well as a dense fog. As far as you can remember, this wasn’t in your previous dreams. It could only mean one thing.

“Princess Luna... are you there?” you called out. The princess of the night immediately appeared in front of you in a beautiful white light.

“I am here, my homo sapien friend. Is something troubling you?” she asked, knowing the answer to that question.

“Yes, first of all with a due respect, I don’t understand why you aren’t helping me with my nightmares before. For the past few nights, I’ve dreamt of my past life. Every single time, it started from the day I was born to the day when I died in that rescue attempt. I just don’t get why I keep having these dreams. Do you have any idea what’s causing all of this?” you asked.

“You have my sincerest apologies. Indeed you deserve an explanation for why I didn’t act sooner. You see, I failed to stop these nightmares because I wanted to do some research on what your biological parents were like. I’ve noticed how you seem empty every time you think about them in your dreams. I only managed to find out their names, but for your sake, I will keep looking,” she confessed.

“I see... so then why does this dream keep coming back?” you asked.

“From what I can tell, you’ve continued to keep your true feelings bottled up with each happy couple you come across. I saw it in your eyes from the moment you saw your foster sister have her son. I also sensed a hint of depression in you. You loved your foster family very much and that’s every foster child wants, but deep down the one thing that you never got to experience... was the feeling of being loved by not just your real parents... but also by someone you wanted to spend the rest of your life with,” she explained.

“I... never really thought of it that way. Now I really don’t know what to think anymore. What am I supposed to do now?” you asked, squeezing the bridge of your nose.

“You’ll have to figure it out on your own. Only you have the answer to this solution. Do not worry, I have faith you’ll find what you’re looking for,” Luna told you, lifting your chin. You sighed and give her a nod, understanding the situation. Pulling her hand away from your chin, the midnight blue alicorn gave you a hug before disappearing in a beautiful light. You had reasons to believe the rest of your dream would be peaceful.

Like Mrs. Cake said, she made sure no one came into your room since you were so upset, but you doubted she told anyone why. Respecting your privacy, Pinkie picked the kids up from school in your place, while Mr. Cake decided not to risk making your situation worse by telling more jokes.

Walking into the kitchen for another delicious breakfast, Mrs. Cake looked at you with a guilty smile on her face. You smiled back at her, but it only displayed sadness since it was evident that your love for her wouldn’t work out. Even as Pinkie set a plate of chocolate chip pancakes in front of you, it didn’t light the mood too much.

“I thought you’d be more excited, chocolate chip is your favorite,” Pinkie said with a frown. You had no intention of telling her what was wrong, especially since she and Frosty were snickering at you yesterday.

“Yeah, I do... it’s just... I had that dream again,” you said, getting ready to eat. This was a only half a lie, as you did dream about your past, but that wasn’t what was bothering you. Your pain was coming from the fact that you never found someone to be with. The only one who fits that category was Mrs. Cake, but she’s married. You didn’t think you’d ever feel so heartbroken.

“You’re not too mad at us from last night, are you?” Pinkie asked, concerned.

“No... I’m over that,” you lied on that one completely and just ate your breakfast slower than you normally did. The pink mare squinted her eyes suspicious, but left you to eat your breakfast in peace. She did however get some hints of what was bothering you when Mrs. Cake unexpectedly left the kitchen. Giving in to his instincts as a loving husband, Mr. Cake also got up to follow her.

As upset as you were, you were still planning on taking the job of delivering Johanna and Edgeworth’s wedding cake seriously. The celebration would be starting in 4 hours, but time goes by quickly.

You doubted that going to a wedding would help you get better, but you weren’t going to be rude and waste Edgeworth’s invitation. The two of you have been friends ever since he first showed you around Ponyville. Sometimes you would get together and go out for a couple of drinks or so. Usually Edgeworth does most of the drinking and you only have one shot. Regardless you maintained as good a relationship with him as you did with your friends here at Sugarcube Corner.

Finishing your pancakes, you spent the next hours of free time making yourself presentable for the wedding. Such preparations included taking a good hot shower and doing your personal hygiene routine. Next thing on your list was trying on the suit you received from one of Pinkie’s best friends, Rarity. The generous unicorn had a feeling you’d need one eventually and that time was now. Best thing about the suit was that after Rarity finished it, it was on the house.

Looking at yourself in mirror as you put on the dark purple suit, you made a mental note to let Rarity and her husband, Silver know that it was a perfect fit. Now the real challenge was to get on the necktie; though you most likely had a solution as you heard someone knock on your door.

“Come in,” you said. The door opens up and in walks Mrs. Cake wearing a dress that was a beautiful bright pink color and had baby blue trims. It was a very nice dress, considering it matched her fur and mane altogether and the glitter around her skirt area made it look even better.

“Almost ready, dearie?” she asked walking up to you.

“Almost, but I’m having trouble getting this tie on,” you replied, getting slightly frustrated. To be honest, you rarely wore ties since you were never very good with putting them on.

“Let me help you, hun,” she said taking the tie and putting it on for you. “You’d be surprised how many times I had to do this for Carrot before he finally got it down.” You chuckled a little bit, somewhat relieved to be reminded that you weren’t the only one who had these tie problems. In no time at all, you were ready to go.

“Thank you,” you said, but looking at how beautiful she was, you once again grew depressed that you couldn’t be with her.

“It was no trouble at all, dearie. I’m just glad I was able to help,” she said, but then noticed you were getting upset. “Dearie... I hope you’re not too upset with me after that talk last night. The last thing I want is some tension between us.”

“I’m getting a little better, it’s just... I feel even if I traveled all over Equestria, I wouldn’t want anypony else but you,” you said, making her blush. “You’ve been taking care of me ever since I started working here. Even if I went to greater lengths and decided to look for a soulmate beyond our borders, my journey would still end with the same result.”

Mrs. Cake was shocked by your confession and started crying. Unsure whether these were tears of joy or sadness, you wrapped your arms around her and slowly rubbed her back. This time, her husband didn’t show up to ruin the moment. Once Mrs. Cake was done crying, you walked her downstairs to meet with everyone else so you could help with the wedding cake. Just like you and Mrs. Cake, the other bakery residents were dressed nicely for the occasion, including the Pie and Cake twins.

“Aww, look how cute you all look,” you said, putting on a bright smile before bending down to pat their heads. Pumpkin Cake and Lemon Pie giggled since you started with them first and you got the same reaction when you ruffled Pound Cake and Pecan Pie’s heads.

“Well, are we all ready?” Mr. Cake asked.

“Yup-a-roonie, ready and waiting!” Pinkie excitedly answered while bouncing up and down. With that, you all began to push the cart that you used to carry the delicious wedding cake as you all headed outside.

To no surprise, Johanna Justice and Edgeworth’s wedding was being held at Town Hall. Practically everyone in Ponyville was attending and even Princess Celestia and Princess Luna were here since they had close ties to the mayor. You came at the perfect time when bringing the cake, setting it in the center of a party table where all the plates, utensils, and cups were all set up. The rest of the food was set up at a different table.

In addition to the nice cake, you also had a wedding present which you set alongside so many others. Pinkie told you how Celestia and Luna forgot to bring a present back when her good friend, Cranky Doodle Donkey was marrying his sweetheart, Matilda. Fortunately, it seems they learned from their mistake, as you noticed a large present with the Equestrian symbol on it.

With all that aside, you all took your seats, except for you, as Edgeworth asked you to be your best man. You didn’t leave him hanging and stood right behind him just as Octavia started off the orchestra. Apparently, she wasn’t being as extreme as you heard she was when she played for Cranky’s wedding.

“I can’t tell you how happy I am for you man,” you said patting Edgeworth’s shoulder.

“Thank you, but why do I get the feeling you’re troubled?” he asked, proving himself as a really observant man.

“Don’t worry about it, it’s a personal problem. Come on, today is all about you and Johanna. This is your time to shine,” you urged.

Right on schedule, Johanna slowly walks down isle, holding a bouquet. Right behind her, you recognized the flower fillies as Fluttershy, Rarity and Twilight’s daughters, Comfy Breeze, Crystal Gem and Moonlight Sparkle. The audience gave out “awws” of adoration from how cute they looked.

Speaking of dresses, you saw Johanna’s wedding dress was absolutely stunning. Rarity’s artwork was astounding. While it was white just like every other traditional wedding dress, this one was added some beautiful silver glitter around the trims and her long skirt area. To top it off, she had on this silver heart embedded in the chest area of the wedding dress. Just from looking at her, you can tell that in Edgeworth’s eyes, he was looking at the most beautiful angel he’s ever fell in love with.

Now facing each other, Johanna and Edgeworth didn’t look away even for a moment as the judge prepared them to say their wedding vows. “Johanna Justice, do you take Edgeworth to be your lawfully wedded husband, to love, honor and nurture through sickness and health, through good times and bad, for as long as you both shall live?”

“I do,” Johanna confirmed and the judge then turned to Edgeworth.

“And do you, Edgeworth, take Johanna to be your lawfully wedded wife, to love, to honor and to nurture through sickness and in health, through good times and bad, for as long as you both shall live?”

“I do,” Edgeworth confirmed, keeping his eyes on his lovely bride. Right after they said their vows, the ring bearer, who happens to be Spike and Emily’s son, Flamethrower, walked up to the couple and presented them their rings. Edgeworth and Johanna take the rings and place it on each other’s left ring finger.

“Then, by the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride.” he said. Lifting the veil and revealing her eyes filled with joyous tears, Edgeworth leaned in and kissed Johanna, making their marriage official. You and the rest of the audience applauded for the newly weds. Needless to say, you were very happy for Johanna and Edgeworth and wished them both the best in their future together. At the moment, you weren’t focused on the issues with Mrs. Cake. All that mattered to you right now, is that your friend is now happily married.

Love is a Herd of Emotions

Author's Note

Here's chapter two, everyone. I hope you all enjoy it and remember to follow my editor NineTailBeastBall for helping me out with this and all of my other anthro waifu stories. Thanks for your patience and support, more chapters to come and remember to brony on.

Love is a Herd of Emotions

Even though Mrs. Cake was forced to reject your affection for her, that didn’t mean she stopped treating you with care. She was still nice to hang around with. And even though you had no chance of having her, you didn’t allow it to affect your every day lifestyle. Although, it didn’t stop Pinkie, Frosty or even Mr. Cake from feeling concerned about you. And they’d always insist that if something was bothering you, you could always come and talk to them.

Despite their persistence, you refused to tell them about your rejection from Mrs. Cake, especially not to her husband. Besides, all that was on your mind right now was getting in some more sleep after the wedding had come to an end so late yesterday. Even though you usually settled for one drink, the celebration was a huge exception and you ended up having a little too many shots of apple cider and it was tough to keep your eyes open.

Then suddenly, as you were working while trying to keep yourself from passing out, Mr. Cake approached you and tapped you on the shoulder. You looked at him with curiosity.

“Something I can help you with, Mr. Cake?” you asked with a yawn.

“I guess you could say that. I have something I want to tell you. Would it be alright if we talk somewhere more private?” Carrot asked. You yawned once again before you replied.

“Sure, but what is it, did I do something wrong?” you asked. The yellow stallion took a seat on the bed and eased any worries you had with a pleasant smile.

“No, no, you’re not in trouble. Just follow me and I’ll tell you what it is, man-to-stallion,” he assured, patting you on the back. You stopped what you were doing and followed him outside and headed to the back of Sugarcube Corner where no one was around.

“So, what’d you want to talk to me about,” you asked before letting out another yawn.

“Well, I didn’t want to tell you earlier since it might’ve made you feel worse, but now’s a good time to say it: I overheard what happened when my wife rejected your feelings towards her,” Carrot explained. You felt ashamed when he said that and tried to turn away, but he stopped you with a pat on the shoulder. ‘Hey, come on, don’t feel so down.”

“How come? Aren’t you supposed to be mad at me for having a crush on your wife?” you asked, not knowing if you should be ashamed of yourself or not since the stallion was now trying to comfort you.

“Only when others try to force themselves onto her, but you’re not like that. You’re probably the most dependable guy I’ve ever come across next to Frosty. Cup Cake says a lot of great things about you and I even found out that she likes you a little bit too. Now, I want you to be extremely honest with me: Do you love my wife?” he asked.

“Well, yeah, of course I do. I told her I could travel all across Equestria and beyond and not find a single other mare who’s even comes close to being just like her. Sadly... I have to face the reality... she’s got you: a devoted husband and father who loves and cares about his family and friends,” you sighed.

“I see... well then, maybe I can help you out with your little situation. Perhaps a true anecdote to help you out. You see, here in Equestria, there existed this law that’s called herding: the practice of multiple mares getting together with one or two stallions in order to keep from going extinct. In fact, a few years ago, one such human was actually included in a marriage with the Princess of Love over at the Crystal Empire, Princess Cadance. To this day, she is happily married to her two loving husbands: Shining Armor, her pony husband, and Blade, her human husband.” Carrot explained.

You could definitely see what this explanation was implying and silent joy was slowly building up inside you. You even thought you might start crying very soon.

“A-Are you sure that’s even possible? I mean... what if... she doesn’t want this?” you asked, having a few doubts. By this point, you were looking at this opportunity from two sides. On the bright side, you can finally be with the mare you loved so much. You could even have the chance to have kids of your own. On the other hand, she might not want to go along with it otherwise she might feel like she’s betrayed Carrot Cake.

“Don’t say such nonsense, I’ve seen the way she would glance at you while you work and vice versa and I can tell you two like each other a lot. Probably even more than that,” he said with a smirk that made your face heat up. Frankly, you never thought the day would come where he’d say such a thing. “Listen, how about I talk this over with Cup and you should get yourself some rest. You look like you’re gonna faint after all that cider you drank.” You shook your head, much to your employer’s confusion.

“With all due respect, I’d like to be the one to tell her,” you said. “The fact that you’re being generous enough to share your wife with me is proof that you trust me enough to actually care for her if she agrees to it.” With that, you got out of bed despite how tired you were as there was something far more important than sleep right now.

Deciding to make the moment private, Carrot didn’t follow you back to the room he shared with his wife. Opening the door, it seems Mrs. Cake didn’t hear you come in, as she was near her nightstand taking off the necklace she wore to the wedding. Your heart was racing as you walked over and surprised her by hugging her from behind.

“Oh my!” she yelped as she turned around. “Oh it’s just you dearie, please don’t scare me like that,” she said, settling down before placing a hand over her heart upon learning who was hugging her. “Did you want to talk to me, or were you just trying to surprise me?”

“I’ve already surprised you, so I think I’ll settle with talking to you. There’s something I want to tell you. Something that Mr. Cake told me... in private, if you don’t mind,” you said.

“Um... I’m listening,” she said, unsure where this was going.

You then brought Mrs. Cake outside the shop and explained to her everything that her husband told you in specific detailed. Everything from the eavesdropping on your conversation to the part where he would gladly share her with you. Mrs. Cake was taken aback from this news. You also explained how you would only do it if she was willing to go through with it and you would understand if she chose not to.

“I... I see. As glad as I am to know that Carrot understands, I have to think it over. I can’t make any decisions until I’ve thought everything through. I’ll let you know if I want to do this or not. And one more thing...” Mrs. Cake said before she wraps her arms around you in a soft, loving, tender hug. “Thank you for telling me.” And after that, she planted her lips on your cheek and headed back inside.

Things continued to get better when you went to sleep last night, as it was there were no nightmares about your past. Princess Luna even came to you in the middle of your dream to let you know how happy she was that you and Carrot worked something out. You tried to be modest and told her it was thanks to her that you were able to sort things out, but Luna insisted that you were able to find out the answer on your own.

Once morning came, everything seemed normal, except for when Mrs. Cake came out of her room with bags under her eyes, yawning constantly. Concerned, you went to to the mare and held her hand.

“Mrs. Cake, are you okay?” you asked. Even though she was tired with bags under her eyes, you still found her beautiful, especially when she smiled.

“Yes dearie, it’s just... I was up all night and didn’t get a wink of sleep. I think I might have to take a little nap after breakfast. So, if you don’t mind, would you help Carrot at the front desk, filling out the orders?” Looking at her tired eyes, you could tell she felt like she was taking advantage of you. You let her know you had no problem filling in for her by kissing her on the forehead.

“It’s no trouble at all. I’ve got the front desk under control. Go get yourself some rest,” you said. You noticed that before she went back to her bedroom, a slight blush had appeared on Mrs. Cake’s cheeks.

You didn’t comment on her blushing and proceeded to get started on your shift at the front desk. Mr. Cake raised an eyebrow, obviously wondering why you were here instead of his wife and you decided to fill him in before he asked.

“Your wife was feeling very tired today, so she asked me to take her place. Unfortunately, telling her you had no problems starting a herd with me had a bigger impact than I thought,” you said.

“I guess that makes sense. Well, I guess we’d better get started on breakfast, then. Do you know how to cook other things besides sweets?” Carrot asked.

“Yeah, I’m able to cook regular food, so breakfast shouldn’t be too much of a problem,” you said as you headed down into the kitchen and prepared to cook.

It came as no surprise to everyone that the breakfast you prepared for them was scrumptious. For breakfast, you made a little something that both the Pie and the Cake twins absolutely loved: French toast with powdered sugar, bowls of oatmeal with butter on top and some cups of orange juice, milk, and water to wash it all down. You had made sure to save some for Mrs. Cake when she wakes up later and warned Pinkie not to eat any of it.

“Okie dokie lokie,” she said hopping over to the fridge to take out some ingredients in advance and placed them on the kitchen counter. You felt a little disappointed that you wouldn’t be doing much cooking today, but you willingly accepted your temporary job at the front desk for Mrs. Cake’s sake.

“Do you think she’ll say yes?” you asked Carrot, deciding to have a small conversation before Sugarcube Corner got its first customer of the day. Your boss smiled, knowing what you meant.

“Patience, my friend. Patience,” he said. “Good things always comes to those who wait. Get too pushy and it’ll backfire on you.”

“Oh, you mean like how the bronies who are constantly asking the author for stories for certain characters from the show?” Pinkie asked, popping out of nowhere. You and Carrot stared at her with both confusion and annoyance and the pink mare disappeared with an embarrassed smile.

“I don’t even want to know,” you said, shaking your head.

After that unexpected interruption from Pinkie, you and Mr. Cake filled in the order for the many customers that stopped by Sugarcube Corner not long after your conversation ended. The latest order was two boxes, one with cinnamon rolls and the other with jelly-filled donuts. Both are to be picked up at the register.

“Thank you for coming to Sugarcube Corner. Feel free to order here again,” you said to the mare who had ordered the cinnamon rolls and donuts. Paying you the bits, she left the bakery while happily licking her lips.

“You know, for your first time, you seem to be just as good at working the front desk as you are at baking,” Carrot Cake praised and patted you on the shoulder.

“Well yeah, I can’t let the possibility of your wife objecting to this herd thing interfere with the business, otherwise, we wouldn’t be getting anywhere. You know what I mean?” you replied, rubbing the back of your head. Carrot nodded with an expression which told you he was impressed that you were taking his advice about being patient.

Speaking of Mrs. Cake, the fact that she still hasn’t come down yet, gave you the idea that she was still sound asleep. This worried you, as she didn’t even come down for breakfast, meaning she hasn’t eaten all day. Since no one else was coming in right now, you took the chance to go to the kitchen and prepare something. Your affection for the married mare just seemed to have no end to it.

Since it was almost lunchtime, you decided make her a submarine hay sandwich with a side of mashed potatoes and a large cup of water. Once you finished, you brought her lunch tray up to her room and knocked on the door. It wasn’t until you knocked for the third time that she finally answered you.

“Come in...” Mrs. Cake’s tired voice said. You opened the door and walked up to the beautifully, slightly plump mare with the tray in hand.

“Hi Mrs. Cake. I guess you were extremely tired and had to miss breakfast, so I put together some lunch just for you,” you said, placing the tray of lunch on her lap. Just from looking at the food, Mrs. Cake wasn’t able to keep her stomach from growling when it’s been demanding nourishment all day.

“You’re such a doll, thank you,” she said and took a bite off her hay sandwich. She made sure to eat above the tray so crumbs wouldn’t end up on the clean bed sheets.

“You’re very welcome,” you told her as you put your worries to rest. “You’ll be happy to know your husband is impressed by how well I’m helping him with the orders. I would’ve brought your food up sooner, but I could see you needed your rest.”

“Thank you, deary. If you have any leftover breakfast, just leave it in the fridge, I’ll go ahead and eat it tomorrow morning. Now, you go on back downstairs, I’ll let you know when you can get back into the kitchen,” Mrs. Cake said, but you were tempted to stay a little longer.

“Before I go, I just want to talk to you about something. It’s nothing too serious, I just wanted to know if... you were upset by the fact that I kissed your forehead,” you said. “To be honest, I just did it to be nice and see to it that you wouldn’t overexert yourself.”

“There’s no need to worry, you were just being nice and looking out for me. And I appreciate how you’ve taken very good care of me. Though, the kiss made me feel a little... embarrassed. To be honest, that was how Carrot used to tease me back when we first started dating. He’d always make me blush and squeal like a crazed fanmare,” she admitted and you shared a good laugh afterwards. “After we got married, he would spoil me rotten and now it looks like I’ve gotten a teensy bit pudgy in certain parts.”

“You? Come on, you look wonderful. If you ask me, Mr. Cake is lucky to have you. Besides, now he’s got more of his lovely mare to love and appreciate. I’m sure your kids will think so, too when they get older,” you said, complimenting her.

“Oh come now, dearie, you’re making me blush,” she giggled, covering her gorgeous face as it started to change color.

“You shouldn’t feel embarrassed, what I said was true,” you assured. “Anyways, enjoy your lunch, I’m gonna go back downstairs to help out Mr. Cake more. It’s always nice to get a chance to talk to you.” You took the now empty tray and got off of the bed, hoping that no new customers came in while you were talking to Mrs. Cake. Once you were outside the bedroom, you turned and gave the mare one last look before you closed door.

To your good fortune, as you came back downstairs, you saw that a customer had just walked in, so you didn’t miss anything. You approached the front desk next to Mr. Cake and addressed the customer.

“Hello there, welcome to Sugarcube Corner, how may we help you today?” you asked politely and kept your smile nice and pleasant as you awaited his decision.

While Mrs. Cake still looked tired when you came up to bring her lunch, when she finally came down for dinner, she was nice and refreshed. So refreshed in fact, that she had no problem volunteering to be the one to prepare the food. You all sat at the kitchen table, watching the light blue mare humming as she fixed up some cooked and seasoned fish for you and Frosty and some garden salad and carrot dogs for everyone else.

“Well, let’s not sit here with empty stomachs,” Mrs. Cake said cheerfully after she finished setting the plates down.

“Alright! Thanks for the dinner, Mrs. Cake. It looks delicious,” Frosty said as he dug into his fish.

“Mom, can to tell me why the guys have fish on their plates?” Pound Cake asked innocently.

“Well, you see dearie, humans aren’t able to sustain nourishment on fruits and vegetables alone, so Mayor Mare and the princesses passed a law where humans can eat meat in Equestria,” Mrs. Cake explained.

“But doesn’t it seem harsh to the fishies?” Pumpkin asked just as innocently as her brother.

“Perhaps, but it’s part of our human nature, kids,” you said. “We are omnivores, after all. Meaning, we can both meats and veggies. But we don’t eat every single meat that exists, otherwise Frosty and I would get sick.” You were careful to choose your words in a way someone Pound and Pumpkin’s age would understand.

“I think I get it now,” Pumpkin said and she and Pound didn’t question your eating habits any further, letting you both eat in peace. Mrs. Cake has cooked fish for you before, but this one feels a lot better, like it was well-cooked and seasoned like it were treated as a 5 star dish. Looking away from your food after taking your first bite, you glanced at Mrs. Cake who smiled, knowing you were surprised by the fish’s impressive flavor.

“I can tell you like it, dearie,” she giggled. “Consider it as my way of thanking you for filling in for me today.” Looking at that lovely, smiling face, you once again were tempted to be modest.

“Yes, it’s most certainly delicious,” you nodded before finally giving in to your instincts. “But it really was no trouble at all. I could see you weren’t feeling well, so I just did what I had to.”

Pinkie stared at you and back at Mrs. Cake a few times before she gasped with wide, bright, sparkling eyes. “Ooh! Ooh! Mrs. Cake, do you li-” Before the hyperactive mare could say anything uncalled for, Frosty placed his hand over his wife’s mouth.

“Hun, remember what happened the last time a joke like that was cracked?” he whispered. You were so grateful that Frosty interfered, as you were pretty sure what Pinkie about to ask. Mrs. Cake probably still hasn’t come to a decision about forming a herd in order to be with you and besides, it’s best not to bring the subject up while the kids are at the table.

“What was Pinkie gonna say, mom?” Pound Cake asked and another bright blush formed on his mother’s face.

“Oh, i-it was nothing, sweetheart. Just another one of Pinkie’s usual jokes, that’s all,” Mrs. Cake said, trying to cover it up. The twins nodded and just went back to eating, as neither of them were the type who would suspect their own mother of having a crush on someone other than their father. Though if things worked out between you and Mrs. Cake, you’d have no choice but to explain the situation to Pound and Pumpkin.

You definitely went for seconds on the fish after your plate was cleaned off. And any food that would’ve been saved for tomorrow was once again eaten by Pinkie Pie, but all that did was make you laugh. Now it was time for some dessert, Pinkie’s and her kids’ favorite part. Tonight’s treat was brownies with powdered sugar. There was more than enough for everyone and you were down to your third one, but Pinkie has eaten double what you were eating.

“Delicious brownies, Mrs. Cake,” you said, going for your fourth and final brownie.

“It’s always a pleasure giving my family and friends something sweet to bite on after a nice and nutritious dinner. You wouldn’t believe the struggle I had to put up with when I tried to feed my children their greens when they were starting to get bigger,” she said, squeezing the bridge between her eyes as stressful memories came back to her.

“And she had threatened to send her kids to their rooms with no dessert if they didn’t eat all their veggies. That’s what I call a true dedicated mother, I’ll tell you that,” Frosty added.

“Imagine how tough it might be when they become teenagers,” Pinkie said.

“Oh heavens to Celestia, please don’t even bring that subject up! I don’t even want to even think about what would happen. My precious little ginger snaps as teenagers, what more could stress out a mother,” Mrs. Cake said.

“Easy there my little sugar plum, that’s not gonna happen until a few more years pass,” Mr. Cake said, massaging his wife’s shoulders. Mrs. Cake giggled and leaned into her husband’s chest, which made Pound make these barfing sounds.

“Blech! That’s gross, mom!” Pound whined, but his sister thought otherwise.

“Ah, quit complaining. I think it’s sweet,” Pumpkin said, leading her debating brother to blow a raspberry at her.

“Mommy, daddy, will we ever be married one day?” Lemon Pie asked.

“Ew, I don’t want to get married! When I grow up, I am gonna live by myself!” Pecan Pie argued, just as opposed to the concept as Pound was. Amused, Pinkie pulled both of her kids into her lap.

“Well, Lemon, if you’re lucky, there just might be a special somepony for you once you become a full-grown mare,” she said, making her daughter jump with joy. Pecan even began to make these cute bouncy noises her mother always makes when she’s hopping around. Like mother, like daughter.

You of course weren’t going to waste the time you had before going to sleep on arguing and you and the other adults got the Pie and Cake twins to stop bickering. After everyone was finally full, it was now time to clean up and get ready for bed with the kids being the first ones to be sent to their bedrooms.

Since you weren’t ready to call it a night just yet, you decided to just lay on your bed reading a magazine featuring Equestria’s greatest pop star, Songbird Serenade and the man who happened to be both her partner and lover, Baritone. It’s hard to believe that the singing sensation was already 7 months pregnant. The bigger surprise was finding out that they’re going to have daughter.

Reading the big news made you wonder about your own future with Mrs. Cake. Of course, if she agreed to her husband’s proposition, you weren’t going to rush things and immediately try to make her pregnant. You’re well aware that real relationships take time to adapt and you weren’t going to back out on that. Such reckless actions would only ruin the bond you’ve worked so hard to build. You were just about ready to sleep as you closed the magazine, but you heard a knock on the door before you could turn the lamp off.

“Yes, come in,” you said. The door opened up and in walks the ever beautiful Mrs. Cake. She too looked ready to call it a night, as she had already changed into a silky purple robe with bright purple trims and her cutie mark was stitched onto the left-hand side of the chest area. It’s amazing how it managed to hold her incredible bust.

“I know it’s late dearie, so I’ll try to make this quick...” she softly said as she sat next to you on the bed. “...I’ve given it a lot of thought and... I’ve decided to take you up on the offer of including you into my marriage. You’re so sweet to the kids, you help out around the shop without question and you covered for me and everyone else if one of us was either too sick or too tired to work. You’ve made me feel like I’m falling in love all over again,” she confessed.

You were simply overjoyed. It’s finally happened, the mare who you fell for, but thought would be impossible to be with, has decided to include you into the family. A huge stone had not only fallen off your heart, you felt your heart sky-rocketing off into the stars. You wanted to embrace the mare, but you were practically frozen because of how happy you were.

“I forgot to tell you, but... I’m actually 42 years old. Are you sure you still want to be with me when you can find a younger and prettier mare?” You were a little surprised to learn the age gap between you two, but you had news for Mrs. Cake. It was something you learned from Edgeworth when he told you about his history with Johanna.

“So... you’re 16 years older than me, huh? Well, I only have this to say, Mrs. Cake...” you said, finally snapping out of your trance and bringing her into a hug. “Age is a question of mind over matter: if you don’t mind, it don’t matter. You’re still young and beautiful in my eyes and I wouldn’t change that for anything. Besides, I know of the two men who married the royal sisters of Equestria, despite them being thousands of years older.”

“Cup...” she whispered, but you didn’t quite catch it and gestured for her to repeat herself. “Mrs. Cake was Carrot’s mother, dearie. If you’re going to be my new lover, you might as well call me by my real name, Cup Cake,” she explained. Making a mental note of what to call her from now on, you asked the question that’s been on your mind for quite some time.

“Cup Cake... I was wondering now that you’ve accepted my feelings... could we... you know... share a kiss?”

“Oh dearie... you don’t have to ask me anymore...” Cup whispered after scooting herself closer to you. Feeling her soft hands touch your cheek ever so gently, the two of you leaned closer until your lips connected. Fireworks seemed to be going off in your head, as a kiss on the forehead or the cheek couldn’t compare to the real thing. Getting more into the passionate moment, you began to stroke her mane, relishing the sweet taste of her lips. By the time your lips separated, you felt like you’ve died and come back to life yet again.

“I have no doubt you’ll continue to take care of me...” Cup panted, still touching your cheek. “And I know the kids will see how well a step-father you’ll be to them...”

“This will be a big thing to announce to everypony tomorrow, so we might as well prepare ourselves for our brand new life together,” you replied before capturing her lips once more. Surely becoming Cup Cake’s new lover and forming a herd with her might take some time for Pound and Pumpkin to get used to, but as you held onto the mare you were kissing, you were already convinced you made the right decision.

An Even Sweeter Relationship

Author's Note

Alrighty everyone, this is the final chapter for Mrs. Cake, I hope you all enjoy it and as I've always said: Thank you for your patience and support, remember to stay tuned for more chapters to come in the future and also remember to keep on bronying on, everypony!

An Even Sweeter Relationship

Breaking the news of your relationship to Cup Cake had a big effect, just as you expected. Pinkie Pie had her mane frizzed out like crazy and Frosty was taken aback from receiving this big news. However, it was Pound and Pumpkin who were the most shocked when they heard about you being included in the marriage and asked if you would be replacing Carrot. After a good laugh, you had to explain to them what it meant to be in a herd, albeit in a way they would be able to understand.

Eventually, the Cake twins became excited that they would technically be having two dads in the family from now on. Soon, Pinkie spread the word of the situation to her friends and they were surprisingly happy to hear about your new relationship. It’s not every day that a stallion is generous enough to expand his marriage to start a herd just as ponies were forced to do in ancient times.

It’s been 2 months since Cup accepted your affection for her and since then, you’ve started baking with an even more cheerful attitude than before. As a matter of fact, you were in the kitchen right now following a coconut cream cake recipe that was made by Pinkie Pie’s grandmother. The recipe name was certainly quite a mouthful, but the instructions were clear and that was the important part. Pinkie told you she first attempted a recipe from her grandmother years ago, but was forced to put it on hold when Princess Twilight’s friendship map summoned her and Rainbow Dash over to Griffonstone.

“Mmm... man that smells good...” you sighed taking in the smell of the cake baking in the oven. You didn’t have any orders right now, there were simply times where you were allowed to just bake for the fun and joy of it. “Wouldn’t you agree, Gummy?” you asked, turning to Pinkie’s huge pet alligator, who happened to be laying down beside you. You knew you wouldn’t get any sort of reaction from the docile reptile, who just motionlessly stared ahead of him, occasionally licking his eye. You often wondered what was going on in Gummy’s head.

“You can say that again,” the familiar, motherly voice rang in your ears. Looking at the doorway, there stood ever beautiful mare and your sweetheart, Cup Cake.

“Why hello there, my delectable sweetheart,” you said with a grin. Addressing one another with such adorable names became common ever since you started the herd. “And what do I owe the pleasure for my precious “Cup Cake?” you asked, winking after making that pun. Even though she rolled her eyes, the joke still made her giggle a bit and she rubbed her nose against your own.

“Well, since Pinkie and Frosty are over at Sweet Apple Acres for today to celebrate Apple Bloom’s good friend, Twist’s birthday party, I was wondering if you could use some help, Mocha,” she explained. She gave you the nickname “Mocha” because of how your baked a mocha cake for the family to celebrate her decision to take in another husband. Since that cake was some of your tastiest work, you couldn’t think of a better nickname and gave no objections when she started calling you this.

“Well as a matter of fact, the coconut cake is almost done baking. When it’s ready, I could use your help in decorating it. After all, you have good taste,” you said. Because of your praise, the blue mare formed a light blush on her cheeks and smiled. Seems she didn’t notice the unintentional pun at the end of your sentence.

“Oh, how lovely! Consider it done,” Cup accepted, kissing your cheek. The two of you waited patiently until the oven finally went off and you put your gloves on as you took out the tray. Lifting the cake so you could take in a good whiff of the aroma, you smiled and set it carefully on the counter.

“You can take it from here, Cup,” you said and moved out of the mare’s way. Cup Cake grabbed some cake frosting from the cabinet and wasted no time in decorating by adding decorative stars on the top and around the base. Cup made sure to make the stars evenly, trying to avoid messing one up.

While she was busy decorating the cake, you got behind her and gave her tired shoulders a nice, relaxing massage. The moment your hands touched her shoulders, Cup sighed in content and her body swayed slightly from the pleasant touch.

“Not that I don’t appreciate the attention, but what are you doing, dearie?” she asked, slightly amused with the massage.

“Well, I figured since you’ve been working hard around the shop, I might as well help relieve you of some of your stress. Does it feel good?” you asked rhetorically, as it was obvious that Cup enjoyed your massaging skills.

“As if you need you to ask, of course it does, dearie. Thank you.” Allowing you to continue rubbing her shoulders, Cup went back to decorating the coconut cake. Massaging her shoulders and arms was as far as you would go, despite how tempting it was to get your hands on those unbelievably sized breasts of hers. You kept your mind off of doing something uncalled for by looking over her shoulder to see her progress on the cake.

Finally, once the decorating was finished, you and Cup cut yourselves some pieces and put the rest in the refrigerator. The rest of the family would be pleased when they received their own pieces after dinner tonight.

“We did a pretty good job with the cake. Even with my decorating skills, your years of experience makes me seem like a novice, Cup,” you said, patting your lover on the shoulder. You both sat down at the table after grabbing some small plates to put your slices on.

“My mother always told me to be creative with me artistic skills. And I must say, this cake looks absolutely scrumptious.”

“And it only gets better. Let’s dig in,” you said. Looking away, you had no idea which one of you took the first bite and you didn’t care either. The moment you tasted the result of Granny Pie’s coconut cream cake recipe, your taste buds began to tingle all over, as if you made a new discovery on what real home cooking tasted like. You took your time, relishing each bite of the cake as you ate.

“So what do you want to do now?” you asked after both of your plates were clean. “More cooking, go out for a bite to eat, or do you just want to hang around the shop and have a nice chat or something?” you asked.

Cup Cake thought about what she wanted to do next. Carrot was at the market picking up some groceries, like Cup said before, Pinkie and Frosty were attending Twist’s party at Sweet Apple Acres, finally, both the Pie and Cake twins had school today. This means you had the bakery to yourselves for now. She tilted her head, to the living room couch and you both walked out of the kitchen.

“I love the kids very much, but without them around the shop is nice and quiet. I think a nice moment of cuddling on the couch will be enough for now,” she said. Taking your seat on the nice, comfy couch, you and Cup snuggled against each other, enjoying the silence and each other’s company.

“Hmm, nothing beats hard work better than some good ol’ fashioned relaxation. Of course... a little kissing could make the mood even better,” you said cupping the mare’s chin and staring into her lovely, magenta eyes.

“Oh Mocha, you’re such a shameless flatterer... come here you,” she said before she pulls you in and locks lips with you. You took this chance to wrap your arm around your beautiful and sweet cinnamon roll lover, which reminded you of when you first shared a kiss. You broke away a couple of times to look at her eyes again, but soon found yourself kissing her once more.

It’s hard to believe it, but you and Cup enjoyed making out so much, you didn’t know you’ve been doing so for over 10 minutes. Your moment of silence was broken when you heard a yelp of surprise coming from outside the window, startling the both of you.

“Sweet beans in a basket, what was that?!” you asked, darting your eyes over to the window where you saw a teenaged mare peeking from outside. The said teenager was none other than Diamond Tiara, daughter of Filthy Rich. Cup Cake saw her and slightly glared.

“Diamond Tiara, would you mind not peeping in on us, this is our private time! Now, could you please go somewhere else?” Cup asked as she went over and closed the curtains on the nosey young mare.

“Sheesh! Don’t blame me because you forgot to close the curtains beforehand!” Diamond retorted.

“Boy, she sure knows how to ruin the moment, huh Cuppy-cake?” you asked, playfully. You always were able to come up with a playful new nickname for her. Cup Cake thought so too, as she couldn’t contain her laughter after hearing you call her something so cute.

“Mocha, you’re too much,” she giggled. Now that the curtains were closed, you went back for another round of kissing. Oh how you enjoyed the sweet taste of your lover’s lips. It was as if you were tasting some delicious vanilla flavored ice cream. Your hands were getting all twitchy and you were trying to fight off the urge to grope and caress her body. Just like you did back when Cup was decorating the cake, you desperately searched for a way to control yourself and brought your hands to massage her arms.

Pulling away from the kiss, Cup laid her chin on your shoulder and sighed happily. “I’m such a lucky mare... now I have not just one, but two lovers who take such good care of me...” she whispered and kissed your cheek. “It makes me feel like my younger self.”

“Regardless of your age, you’re still young and beautiful in my eyes. I’ll be happy to remind you as much as I need to.”

“Then perhaps later on we can... cook up something even more special?” she suggested, but since so much free time, you weren’t going to be so patient.

“Later? Why not now?” you said, getting excited. Her tiny grin evolved into a wide one when you presented this idea to her and she soon started giggling.

“I had a feeling you would ask that. Follow me into the kitchen, my little Mocha cappuccino,” she said, inventing one of her own witty nicknames. “We’re going to bake up something special,” she commanded. You were still wondering if you’d be able to find some space in your tummy for another sweet treat.

Turns out you got to follow a recipe from another relative of one the Sugarcube Corner residents, as you were following Carrot Cake’s mother’s instructions to bake snickerdoodles. This time, Cup helped out with the cooking rather than just simply decorate.

“When did Mrs. Cake give you this delicious recipe?” you asked, feeling a little weird addressing someone else with the name you used to call your lover.

“It was back when I recently got my cutie mark. As Carrot and I were just getting to know each other as young adults, his mother had become very fond of me and taught me how to win his heart using this recipe. It’s all because of these snickerdoodles that made Carrot propose to me. I felt I wanted to cry tears of joy right then and there, but I bared with the excitement and said “yes,” she explained and sighed happily. “It feels nice that I now get to pass my mother-in-law’s recipe onto you, dearie.”

“I bet you and his mother are really close,” you said giving her another of your hugs.

“We’ve always kept on each other’s good sides,” she responded, giggling as you hugged her a little tighter. You couldn’t help it, being near Cup Cake made you all warm and fuzzy inside. “You know dearie, it’ll be hard to work if you hug me so tightly.”

“Oh, I’m sorry about that. You’re just so cuddly, like a nice, fluffy teddy bear,” you said, letting go of your marefriend and going back to baking, but not before giving her a quick peck on the cheek. “Both snickerdoodles and coconut cream cake, I wonder if the others will have trouble deciding what to eat for dessert first.”

You enjoyed your time with Cup Cake, but your privacy came to an end when you heard the front door open. Judging from the sounds of plastic bags crackling, it was obvious that Carrot had come home from the town market. Entering into the kitchen, the lanky yellow stallion smiled seeing how well you and Cup were getting along, as well as that you were making his mother’s recipe.

“Seems like I came at a good time, this definitely brings back memories,” he said, setting the grocery bags on the counter before kissing his wife. “I take it Pinkie and Frosty are still at Sweet Apple Acres.”

“Yeah, neither one of of us were in the mood to go. Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy parties, but I wanted some peace and quiet for now,” Cup replied.

“I can vouch for that. A little silence could never hurt anyone,” you agreed.

With Carrot now here to help, you got back to finishing the snickerdoodles. Typically, they must be cooked in the oven for about 15 minutes and since it was Carrot’s mother’s recipe, you and Cup thought he should have the honor of putting the snickerdoodles inside the oven. It wasn’t long before the mouth-watering smell made its way into your noses. You thought to yourself that you would have to write a letter to Mrs. Cake thanking her for the recipe.

“So what did you two do while I was gone? Nothing too crazy I hope,” he said, suggestively winking at you.

“Oh nothing much, just a little baking earlier for a coconut cream cake from an old recipe created by Pinkie Pie’s grandmother. Oh and we had a little unexpected eavesdropper earlier,” you said, trying not to blush, but failed miserably.

“Uh-huh,” Carrot said, not buying it.

“Believe it or not, he’s telling the truth, honey. Apple Bloom’s good friend, Diamond Tiara was walking by and caught us when we were cuddling on the couch,” Cup backed you up, doing a better job at keeping her husband from getting suspicious. Technically, she wasn’t lying either.

“Did anything else happen?” he asked, lightening up a bit.

“Well... we did, you know... smooch a little,” you finally admitted, ultimately causing Cup to join you in blushing. Fortunately, she didn’t stop smiling and in your opinion, the blush combined with that lovely smile made her look so adorable.

“Alrighty then, thanks for telling me,” Carrot said, being understanding and finally got off your back. After all, being in a herd and agreeing to share his wife with you, meant it wouldn’t be reasonable for him to get mad at you for kissing Cup. Seeing how he wasn’t upset, you took your own turn in capturing the plump mare’s lips. You did your best to enjoy the kiss and block out the chuckles you heard from Carrot over how you being so open with your affection for his wife.

Bizarre as it might seem, you couldn’t remember how you ended up kissing back in your original spot on the couch. You finally pulled away from Cup Cake’s soft lips and looked at her flushed face when the oven’s timer went off. Turns out Carrot had been sitting beside you the whole time, having done nothing to stop you as he got a front row seat to the make out session.

“Oops, the snickerdoodles are done. We’d better get ‘em out,” you said, getting up from the couch and returning to the kitchen. You put your oven mitts back on, took out the snickerdoodles and putting them on top of the stove. After closing the oven, you took a whiff of the sweet aroma of Mrs. Cake’s recipe. “Mmm, they smell fantastic. I can’t wait to eat ‘em later,” you said, causing Carrot to frown.

“You don’t want to try one right now?” he asked.

“They’re fresh out of the oven. You can have one, if you’re fine with having your tongue burned,” you chuckled, jokingly. To fix that problem, Carrot got the cold milk from the fridge and poured it into a cup. Similar to a cookie, he broke a small piece of his snickerdoodle and dipped it into the milk to cool it off before he ate it.

“You were saying, Mocha?” Carrot asked with a smug grin.

“Okay then, so you found a loophole. I guess you can eat ‘em while they’re still piping hot. So how does it taste?” you asked.

“Just like how my mother used to make ‘em, you two did a wonderful job,” Carrot confirmed.

“Glad to hear it, but don’t spoil your appetite for dinner tonight. We gotta save some of those tasty snickerdoodles for the kids when they get back,” Cup pointed out, as she put the rest of the baked treats in the fridge. Though it seems she acted too soon, for about 2 minutes after she closed the fridge, you heard the bakery’s front door swing open once again.

Pinkie Pie was overjoyed when you told her that Granny Pie’s coconut cream cake recipe was a complete success. That mare definitely had the strongest stomach in all of Ponyville, if not, her appetite was somewhere in the top 5. Even after having her fill of sweets at Twist’s birthday party, the party mare still had a sweet tooth and helped herself to her grandmother’s recipe. Frosty on the other hand, turned down the offer for more sweets for now.

Giving Pinkie and Frosty the chance to relax after all the fun at Sweet Apple Acres, you did them a favor and decided to pick up both the Pie and Cake twins from school in their place. Even if they weren’t tired, which was probably the case for a mare with so much energy like Pinkie, you haven’t been outside all day, which gave you another reason to take the kids home.

You headed off to Cheerilee’s schoolhouse just in time to hear the bell ringing, which signified class was now dismissed. You struggled not to be tripped as the young foals ran past you to get home. Once the crowd ceased, you saw the Cake and Pie twins waiting for you with smiles and bounced toward you happily the moment they saw you.

“So, how was school?” you asked them, rubbing their heads as they wrapped their little arms around your waist.

“It was alright. Ms. Cheerilee taught us how to write our own fairytales and even gave us some crayons to draw pictures in our stories!” Lemon Pie exclaime .

“I can already see others looking at my story: ponies and people will flock to see the romantic book I’ll make for them,” Pumpkin Cake said.

“Oh barf! No kid wants to read icky, mushy, love stories! They want ACTION! And I’ll show everypony a heroic story they’ll never forget!” Pound Cake argued, leading his sister to blow a raspberry at him.

“Uncie Mocha, what’s romance?” Lemon asked. You put some thought, once again considering a way to explain something in a way they’ll understand.

“Isn’t that when a mommy and daddy love each other?” Pecan asked, tilting his head. The question interrupted your train of thought and you had to start over.

“Okay, okay, how about we talk about it when we get home. I bet you all must be so hungry,” you said, rubbing each of their tummies.

Pumpkin and Lemon laughed when you rubbed their tummies and said in unison, “Hey, stop, that tickles!” Giving them a break, you started tickling Pound and Pecan next, getting the same reaction from them. You didn’t cease your fun with them until 3 minutes had passed and by then, they were almost completely worn out from all their laughing.

Since they were so tired, Pecan, Pumpkin, Pound and Lemon played Rock Paper Scissors in order to decide who would get to ride on your shoulders instead of walking. After many ties, the game ended with Lemon winning and the other three looked at her with jealousy as they had to walk home. Before an argument broke out, you kept them from fighting by letting them know of the delicious treats waiting for them back at Sugarcube Corner and the jealousy turned into excitement.

After coming back home, the kids went back to their parents and greeted them with hugs and kisses before they started talking about what they did in school. They basically repeated the same thing they told you before you left the schoolhouse, sans the question about romance. Now that everyone was present and accounted for, it was time to get dinner started.

Tonight, Frosty was the one preparing the meals. Feeling extra generous today, Cup decided that while Frosty was cooking, the kids could have a small piece of either the snickerdoodles or the coconut cake. Pound and Pumpkin chose to have a bite of the snickerdoodles and Lemon and Pecan went for a piece of cake. Whether it was a coincidence or not, each set of twins chose the treat that was made by one of their parents’ closest relatives.

Moving back to dinner, Frosty was making a dish that he thought everyone would love. Learning what he was cooking was called ratatouille, you were reminded of this old famous movie you watched back home when you were a child. However, today you would have the privilege of getting to taste the dish for the first time.

Thanking you all for your patience, Frosty set a bowl for each one of you. Since ponies were herbivores, Frosty made it so the dish would give you a taste of every single flavor from each sliced vegetable from just one bite. You along with everybody else grabbed your forks and took that one big bite and then all of a sudden... your taste buds exploded.

“Wow... this is delicious! Where did you learn to cook this?” you asked incredulously.

“It was Emily who taught me. My sister has always been a master in the kitchen, so I asked her about a week ago if she could teach me how to make ratatouille. Not one to refuse, she taught me the basics on how to prepare and cook the dish altogether. You’d be surprised with the many recipes she’s got stored in that brain of hers. I think she’s like the human version of a cookbook,” Frosty said, causing you all to chuckle at his little joke.

“Well, my compliments to the chef,” you said and took another bite. Naturally, you were glad trying ratatouille for the first time got positive results. This wasn’t all for dinner, as Frosty also made bread with nuts and alfredo fettuccine. Both nutritious and delicious. Frosty watched in amusement as Pinkie had her cheeks stuffed with his home-cooking like a squirrel stuffing its cheeks with acorns. The party pony was chewing away and placed her hands over those overstuffed cheeks making cute sounds on how good the food is.

“Frosty, are you sure you married “Pinkie” Pie and not “Squirrely” Pie?” you asked, cracking another funny joke.

“Nope, but if she keeps this up, she’ll definitely turn into one,” Frosty replied, making it even funnier before wiped his mouth and kissed his wife on her cheek. Typical, Pound and Pecan responded to the affection by making immature gagging sounds, only to stop when Cup glared at them. Any more of that obnoxious behavior and one of you might end up losing your appetite.

When there was no more ratatouille to be served, you settled for a little more bread and had just enough room and your stomach for dessert. Of course, you planned to have some of those delicious snickerdoodles that you denied yourself of earlier. Great minds think alike, as Cup Cake decided to test her mother-in-law’s work as well. Pinkie to no surprise, had both some snickerdoodles and a slice of coconut cake, while her husband just had the latter.

“What do you think Pinkie, it was my first try at your grandmother’s recipe,” you said before taking a bite of your snickerdoodle. Pinkie put her fork down for a second and went over to give you a tight hug, showing she was very proud of you.

“It brings back so many wonderful memories. It’s just like how granny used to make it. I feel like I’ve been taken on a trip down memory lane,” Pinkie said, practically in tears. “Thanks for baking this cake, it’s as I would say... scrumptilicious!” You weren’t sure if that was a real word, but you didn’t care.

“That’s fantastic. I’m happy you loved it, Pinkie,” you said, returning the hug and then breaking it so she could go back and enjoy her cake.

After everyone had finished their dessert, you helped put the Cake twins to bed and wished them both sweet dreams. Likewise, Pinkie and Frosty put their kids to sleep and headed straight for their room, exhausted from today’s party. With a yawn, you were just about to head off to bed yourself when suddenly, Cup Cake stopped you. Carrot on the other had decided to hit the showers.

“Mocha, can I talk to you for a minute?” she asked.

“Hmm? Sure, what’s up?” you asked as cheerful as you always were when you were with the light blue mare. Before she even had the chance to speak, you couldn’t keep yourself from giving her a sudden hug. She let out a cute yelp and then hugged you back.

“Oh, I couldn’t stop you from hugging me even if I wanted to,” she giggled and tenderly rubbed your back. “Now, Mocha, since you’re now a part of our marriage... I have had an interesting idea for some... fun,” she said, leading you to raise an eyebrow. Cup however, didn't waste any more words with you as she began to lead you upstairs. Ever since you formed a relationship with Cup, you’ve moved out of your previous room and slept in Carrot and Cup’s bedroom.

“Okay Cup, so what did you have in m-” Your sentence died, as your lover began to untie her robe, making your eyes widen. Free from their restraints, those huge melons of hers bounced proudly and continued jiggling as she walked over to you.

“Dearie, just relax... we both know how much you want this...” she said gently before taking your hand and placing it on her breast. Because of her slightly chubby figure, Cup Cake’s jugs were some of the biggest in all of Ponyville and stood at a proud i-cup size. This put her bust on par with Princess Luna, who was also an i-cup and you secretly had fantasies of the two mares competing over their assets. “How do they feel?” she asked sweetly.

“T-They’re so... soft... and smooth... Motherhood has really done wonders to you,” you said, admiring her physique. You temporarily took your hands off and walked backwards to the bed and continued groping your lover once you were laying down. “I... I have to be honest... I’ve actually been thinking of playing with these beauties all day,” you admitted.

“I’m so happy you feel that way... but I think I know of something you’ll enjoy a whole lot more, Mocha-dear,” she said, but was then caught off guard as you shoved your face in between her giant breasts. Giggling, Cup stroked your hair. “You’re such a naughty boy, aren’t you, burying your face in between my cream puffs like that. I think it’s only fitting I show you how I can work my special kind of magic.” Being in between her breasts didn’t keep you from hearing her and you suddenly became less interested and pulled out of her cleavage.

“Okay Cup, you have my attention,” you said, laying your head down.

“Good boy, now then...” Cup stopped talking and helped you take off your clothes. After you were completely naked, she reached down onto your very long shaft and stroked it. “FYI... Carrot takes very long showers...”

“Seriously? That must be one hell of a bill to pay every month,” you joked and Cup giggled a little before giving your manhood a kiss.

“Oh it gets pretty big... but that’s not the only thing that’s big around here,” Cup said, stroking your cock more furiously. You moaned like crazy, feeling your manhood hardening from her touch. “It sure looks delicious. I wonder how it would feel to have this big juicy cock stuffed inside me.”

“E-Excuse me?” you asked and your member gave a small jolt from the naughty words.

“Oh come off it, dearie. I’ve seen how you were staring at my rump all day. I can tell you’ve been DYING to ravage my insides and rut me like there’s no tomorrow. Quite frankly, I’ve been wanting the same thing,” Cup said and came up to give you a quick kiss. “But first... I want to have a taste of this juicy cock.”

“Um... help yourself?” you asked and the plump mare went back down in order to lick your thick meaty manhood. You moaned as she stopped with the licks and took the entire thing in her mouth and went into town with it. Being a married mare had its perks, as it was clear that she’s done this before. “D-Dear Celestia... that feels amazing! H-How... many t-t-times did you do it with... C-Carrot to get this good?”

“Doesn’t matter dearie, just enjoy yourself. Honestly, I wasn’t sure about our relationship before, but now, I think it’s good you chose me instead of a younger mare. Doing so, your reward is the skills of somepony more... experienced,” Cup said seductively before going back to sucking on your shaft even hungrier than before.

You gripped the bed sheets tightly, as your body was tingling everywhere. Cup was giving you every ounce of love she had for you. You wouldn’t know, but you bet that compared to any other mare, she was the queen of love and pleasure. You had never in your life been taken on a tour to pleasureville and your first time was with an experienced mare as amazing and beautiful as Cup Cake.

Things only got better when she mashed her enormous cream puffs around your cock and rubbed them up and down on it. You didn’t even ask for it and yet, there was no need to because she already knew how much it would turn you on.

“Oh C-Cup... that f-feels... incredible...!” you moaned and she then squeezed your shaft a little tighter with her pillows. You noticed that as she worked, Cup was swaying her rear from side to side, as if it was killing her to wait to sit down on your manhood.

“You’ve been taking very good care of me, Mocha-dear and to reward you... I’m going to make sure you feel so good, you’ll want to breed me silly,” she said seductively. Staying true to her word, the plump beauty pressed her soft mounds even tighter and put some more speed into moving them. Shivering with your mouth wide open, you reached down and began to stroke behind your lover’s ears. Gummy never reacts to your petting, but you couldn’t say the same for Cup Cake.

Just as you were about to spray in her face, Cup could feel you twitching and stopped her fantastic massage. You frowned as the pressure in your groin started going down, but your marefriend just smiled mischievously.

“Uh-uh, we can’t have you cum so early. Not while the night is still young,” she teased as she moved up to look you in the eye. Your annoyance washed away as you looked at those magnificent eyes and you tenderly stroked her cheek. While you continued tracing your hand on her face, you felt Cup reach down and grab your manhood. You sighed as she made it poke the entrance of her pussy and slowly sat down.

“Oh-ho... I feel like the luckiest guy ever...” you said, feeling your shaft sinking inside of your plump lover’s pussy. The said mare hummed and rode your cock slowly at first, but gradually started bouncing faster. Meanwhile, she upped the ante by mashing her gorgeously naked body onto yours, pouring on some very lewd and sexy moans. You moaned right along with her and put one hand on her breast, while the other reached down to squeeze her triple cupcake cutie mark.

“F-Finally grabbing my ass, are you d-dearie...?” she asked, giggling at how the hand groping her soft rear moved in circles as she bounced on your member cowgirl style. As for her breast, you took the hand off and replaced it when you brought your lips up, giving her erect nipple some tender licks and gently sucked on it, almost as if you were being breastfed by your mother.

Suddenly, the bathroom door opened, revealing Carrot in a bathrobe, having finally finished his long shower. You immediately released Cup’s breast and turned to look at the yellow stallion, who was looking surprised and apparently angry at the display.

“H-How could you? Bucking my sweet wife... without me?” he asked and immediately dropped his little facade with a wide grin. Seeing how he wasn’t actually angry, Cup Cake giggled and swayed her rear, enticing her husband to join the fun.

“What are you waiting for, dear? Come over here and rut your horny wife’s great big ass,” she urged with her bedroom stare. Taking off his bathrobe, Carrot proved to have a pretty impressive shaft himself and got onto the bed. Too bad you weren’t going to switch places.

“Tonight, her pussy is all mine Carrot, but what do you say on the count of three... we turn her into putty?” you asked, reaching around to spread her asshole while smirking. Carrot took you on your offer and positioned his member which was still wet from his shower, against Cup’s puckered anus. Even though he was horny, he was still a caring husband and made sure to enter slowly so he wouldn’t hurt his beloved wife.

“One...” you began once your partner had eased himself all the way into Cup’s asshole.

“Two...” Carrot followed along.

“THREE!” you both yelled in unison and began to pull out of your respective holes before pushing back in. Cup Cake squealed and moaned, but tried not to be too loud so she could avoid waking up the kids. Though, that was a difficult task in itself when her world was being rocked to its core by two aroused lovers. Being double penetrated, her insides felt they were churning as they struggled to fit the two big meat sausages.

Cup’s heavy panting and moaning turned you and Carrot on a whole lot. One of the benefits from your position below your lover, is how you were treated to the sight of her i-cup melons bouncing in front of you. Unable to resist, you tried to grab them, but Carrot beat you to it as he reached around, squeezing and deforming his wife’s bosom.

“Mmm, yes! Ravage me more, boys! Mess me up and make me your personal slut!” she begged with a sultry growl.

“J-Just... like old times, eh Cup?” Carrot asked, moving her breasts in circles, much to your jealousy. Unable to stand it anymore, you opened your mouth and clamped it down on one of his hands. “Yeowch! Mocha, what was that for?” he asked, retracting his hand.

You didn’t answer and rather used your teeth to bite something else. Now that Carrot had pulled his hand away, you latched onto Cup’s breast and lightly bit her dark blue nipple. She shivered in bliss and rocked her hips in sync with you and Carrot’s thrusting. The yellow stallion above, decided to forget about you biting his hand and watching you tug on his wife’s nipple, he did the same, pulling the other one in between his thumb and finger.

Cup bit her lip and used her skills to clamp both cocks tightly with her inner walls. She just kept inventing more new ways to turn you on. You reacted to the sudden tightness by biting harder on her nipple.

“Nnnngh, h-honey... you’re j-just as tight as ever...!” Carrot grunted.

“Y-You and... M-Mocha have... y-yourselves to blame... f-for having such... HUGE... cocks!” Cup retorted with another sultry growl. If she kept talking like that, it wouldn’t be long before you blew your load. You finally released her nipple so you could speak your mind.

“W-We don’t have any... complaints... isn’t that right... C-Carrot...?” you asked, looking over at your partner.

“N-Nope... but I can f-f-feel myself... r-r-ready to blow soon!” the lanky yellow stallion groaned and removed his hand from his wife’s breast so he could grope her rear instead. You, on the other hand, took advantage and grabbed both breasts like you wanted to do before Carrot interfered.

With both her rear and breasts being played with simultaneously, Cup felt her whole body getting hot and trembling and soon, she leaned down and planted her lips onto yours. The kiss didn’t last long however, as she felt she needed to be fair and gave Carrot a kiss next. You and Carrot humped and rutted the horny, plump mare until the sweet relief finally hit you both.

“Ooh... h-here it c-comes...!” you warned.

“I-It’s coming... h-honey...!” Carrot followed. Both of you prepared to pull out, but Cup tightened her inner walls, signaling you to stay in place.

“Don’t you dare pull out, boys! Cum inside me! Fill me up!” she loudly moaned. After just a few more thrusts, the sweet sensation of release hit you both like a ton of bricks. Ropes of you and Carrot’s seed splashed and painted Cup’s insides, almost causing her to scream. Fortunately, she bit her lip to suppress her screams and avoid awaking the children.

With all three of you sweaty and panting, you pulled out of Cup’s marehood and Carrot followed your lead, pulling out of his respective hole. You scooted over, allowing Cup to collapse in between you and her husband. Now that you were facing her, you smiled and kissed her deeply before realizing the consequences of releasing your seed inside her.

“Uh... Cup?” you awkwardly asked. “You’re uh... aware what will happen since I... you know...”

“Of course I’m aware and I’m okay with it too. Think about it, I knew what I was getting myself into when I told you to cum inside me. I wanted to know what it’s like to be a mother again, that’s why I approached you the way I did earlier,” Cup explained and gave you another kiss.

“Besides... I’m sure Pumpkin and Pound will be... thrilled to learn they’ll be... having another brother or sister...” Carrot added, panting as he cuddled against his wife and rubbing her belly.

“Hmm... you know, I’ve always loved kids and thought about what it’d be like to officially become a real father. Thanks a lot for giving me this chance, Cup. I promise I’ll do everything I can to be the best father our kid could ever ask for,” you assured, leaning closer to rub your nose against your lover’s. Even as you felt yourself giving into exhaustion, you didn’t pull away from Cup. All you did was simply close your eyes.

You got another pleasant visit from Princess Luna as you drifted into dreamland last night. Somehow, she was aware of your night of passion and being the playful alicorn she was, she lightly teased you about it. She also pointed out how much it reminds her of Princess Cadence’s relationship with Blade. The teasing continued throughout the visit and before she left, Luna hinted that your sexual adventures with Cup weren’t over just because you impregnated her.

Morning arrive sooner than you thought, mainly due to the delicious smell that was coming from the kitchen. After everyone awoke from their slumber and got themselves ready, you and Cup Cake headed downstairs and saw that Carrot was the one fixing breakfast today.

Pinkie and Frosty were snickering to each other, much to your embarrassment and the Cake and Pie twins’ confusion. Oh how you wished the walls of Sugarcube Corner were soundproof, since Pinkie and Frosty obviously heard how much fun you had last night.

“Sooooo... did you have a good time before you went to bed?” Pinkie teased, elbowing you and raising her eyebrows suggestively.

“Pinkie, not in front of the kids,” Carrot whispered, making you sigh in relief. Both sets of twins were still looking at you confused, as it’s virtually impossible for them to imagine such... explicit acts on their own. Sooner or later however, you would have to decide a good time to tell Pound and Pumpkin that they’ll be getting a new sibling.

Anyway for breakfast, Carrot fixed your favorite chocolate chip pancakes with some buttered toast and crispy hash browns. It was like he was thanking you for letting him get in on last night’s fun. Speaking of which, you could feel Cup who was sitting next to you, rub your leg as you started eating.

Thanks to Carrot, neither Pinkie nor Frosty asked any more questions about what they had heard last night. However, they still continued to give you and Cup mischievous expressions as they ate. Once again, Pinkie had more on her plate than the rest of you; today, she was having 7 pancakes as opposed to everyone else having no more than 3.

After finishing their breakfast, Pinkie and Frosty took the kids to school while Carrot prepared to open up the bakery and start his shift at the front desk. You were wondering if today you should bake or help out taking the orders, as you and Cup exchanged roles every once in a while. Curiously enough, you couldn’t find your lover in either the kitchen or at the front desk.

“Uh Carrot, where’s Cup? I wanted her opinion of whether I should take orders or bake for today,” you asked. The freckled stallion chuckled, which did nothing to help with your confusion.

“Yes, about that... she spoke to me while you were getting dressed and I’ve decided to offer you the day off. So don’t keep Cup waiting or she’ll ride you so hard, your shaft will shrivel up into the size of your pinky,” Carrot warned. You could already feel your pants getting tighter. I mean the whole day off to get to rut the love of your life for the second time, was like having a fantasy turn into reality.

“T-Thank you...” you said, just barely able to control your excitement and keep yourself from yelling. You immediately ran upstairs to the bedroom and didn’t even bother knocking like you usually would do. There sitting on the bed with her legs crossed in a sexy pose, was your beautiful, plump marefriend naked and awaiting the services you were more than happy to provide her. You shut the door and locked it before stripping out of your clothes and rushing to the bed.

“Carrot is such a generous stallion, giving you the day off just so we can have some more fun,” Cup said, giggling as you shoved your face into the valley of her breasts. “Still obsessed with my jelly-filled donuts, aren’t you?” she asked, as you began rubbing your face into her cleavage.

“I can’t help myself. Spending the whole day with you is something I only dreamed about,” you said, pulling out for a second so you could give her a loving kiss. “I love you so much!”

“I love you too, Mocha...” she replied as a single tear fell down her cheek. You kissed the tear trail dry and gave her another kiss on her forehead. Seeing how there were no more tears, you went back to motorboating her cleavage, making her laugh. “You know Mocha-dear, there are other parts of me you can play with, besides my breasts.”

“Of course, where’s my head at?” you chuckled, asking as a joke. You removed your face from her breasts and focused more of your attention on her slightly chubby belly, giving it some tender squeezes. You honestly didn’t know why you didn’t do this last night, as you got a good grip and began to bounce the squishy flesh. Cup got a little giggly at this unusual appreciation and affection for her belly.

“Look at you, rubbing my belly when you’re so hard and stiff. Not to worry, I’ll make sure you feel extra good today,” she said in a low tone, reaching down and grabbing your hardened member. Moaning at her gentle grip, you suddenly got an idea and made her let go of her hand. “Something wrong, dearie?” she asked with a frown.

“No, no, no, I just got came up with another way to please you, that’s all,” you said, making Cup smile again. Backing up, you moved down to her dripping marehood and licked your lips, wondering how good she’ll taste. You inched yourself closer and gave her pussy some tender, loving licks. Cup’s legs twitched when your tongue licked her sensitive marehood, but a few licks wasn’t good enough to satisfy her and you sped up to fix the problem.

Inching yourself closer, you started slurping the inside of her wet vulva. The moment you changed the pace, Cup Cake moaned and shivered, which only egged you on into enjoying her sweet juices. She was putty in your hands, powerless to stop you from making her cum just from eating her out. The sweet sensation caused the plump mare to play with her giant cream puffs, which was quite a sight for you as you looked up at her.

“Oh dearie... h-how do I t-taste...?” she asked through stuttering. As much as you wanted to reply, you didn’t want to separate yourself from her delectable pussy and kept licking. At the same time, you reached up to play with her belly some more.

“It tastes like sweet heaven, my busty beauty,” you said, finally pulling away and licking your lips. You continued bouncing her belly, and judging from her giggling, you were also tickling Cup Cake upon doing so. “Ticklish much?” you asked slyly.

“I can’t help, it’s such a strange feeling whenever somepony plays with my tummy,” she giggled. Taking pity on her, you stopped messing with her belly and instead got another good grasp of her i-cup bust, which was less sensitive. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to keep your hands away from my melons for much longer.”

“Guilty, they’re just too irresistible, but... I think it’s time we moved on to the main event. Please get on all fours, my scrumptious sugar dumpling,” you commanded with a wide grin. Returning your sultry expression, Cup got off of her back and turned around to present her wide derrière to you on all fours like you asked. “Ready for round 2?” you asked, grabbing her cutie marks and grazing the tip of your cock against her dripping entrance.

“Yes, please put it in! Hurry, Mocha!” Cup begged, shivering. You gladly gave her what she’s been craving for all morning and sank your shaft deep into her tight marehood. Once you were all the way inside, you sighed at the warm, wet sensation and dug your fingers into Cup’s rear, which was as squishy as dough.

“A whole day for sex... imagine the many children we’ll bring into our lives...” you whispered before pounding her dripping sex. Cup was getting turned on shortly after you went into town with her, basking in the sounds of her moans and the wet slaps. From this position, you watched her massive rear bounce with your powerful thrusts and got this urge to reach down underneath her and rub her love button. In no time, you succumbed to the temptation and made Cup squeal in delight as you played with her clit.

“Mmm...! D-Dearie... this f-feels so... h-h-heavenly! G-Give it to me... more!” she demanded. Smiling, you took your hand away from her clit so you could pinch and pull one of her nipples. Because her moans didn’t get any softer, you had a hard time figuring out which was more sensitive.

“Carrot really seemed to enjoy your asshole last night... so I’m curious...” you whispered and pulled out of her pussy. However, instead of going straight to plowing her ass, you decided to get into a different position with Cup now laying on her back. After making sure she was comfortable, you aimed your cock toward her asshole, preparing to rut her in the missionary position next.

“T-Too tight for you... M-Mocha...?” she asked, looking up at you.

“N-Nope... just right!” you grunted. Once you got adjusted inside her ass, you plowed her and brought one of her legs up, resting it on your shoulder. It seemed as though no matter how many times Carrot plowed her ass, she’d always be pretty tight. But that just made the experience all the more enjoyable. Princess Luna was right, the fun with Cup Cake was just beginning.

When Carrot said you and Cup had all day to yourselves, he stayed true to his word. After rutting your plump lover on the bed started to get boring, you decided to move to the showers. Right now, you were holding your lover by her hips as you plowed her from behind. All the while, you took in the sexy sight of Cup all wet with her perfect mane now turned went straight, covering part of her face and dangling over her shoulders.

“Oh yes, Mocha! K-Keep it up! Keep pounding away inside of me!” she moaned. You didn’t dare defy your lover’s wishes and kept your shaft inside her marehood, which was somehow still nice and tight despite all your plowing. Letting go of her waist, you began playing with her belly again just to hear her adorable giggling. “Mmm, you and your belly fetish...”

“I hope I didn’t hear any complaining...” you whispered, snuggling into her neck and kissing it.

“Ooh... n-not at all, d-dearie. Not... at... ALL!” she screamed the last word as you gave her another nice, hard thrust. Your following thrusts were so powerful, you were making her nearly touch the shower with her head and her breasts jiggled so violently, they actually slapped her in the face. You helped her out with that by letting go of her belly and then going for her breasts, keeping them in place.

“I c-can’t allow these b-beauties to... t-turn against their owner and slap her in the face...” you whispered and sped up your thrusts while moving her bosom up and down. As much as you enjoyed toying around with Cup’s tummy, her breasts came first. “T-Though on second thought... I’m reconsidering who these c-cream puffs really belong to...!”

“T-Today... they’re all yours, m-my love... AH!” Cup moaned as you took the words with pride and plowed her pussy even harder. You lost count of how many hours your fun has been going on, but you once again felt the tingling sensation in your ballsack rising up. You squeezed her breasts tighter, trying to control the pressure and prolong your fun with Cup, but it was useless.

“Cup... I-I can’t... h-hold it in...!” you groaned.

“T-That’s alright, M-Mocha...! Just... c-cum inside me...! Please! Fill me up! I demand it!” she screamed. Because of those arousing words, any resistance you had left was now gone and with one last, powerful shove, you released your seed deep into Cup’s womb. If she somehow didn’t get pregnant last night, you definitely sealed the deal this time.

Once you finally stopped spraying your seed, your legs gave in and you collapsed to the shower floor with your shaft still inside your lover. Both the water and the seed that managed to escape Cup’s pussy, flowed down the drain as you sat in the corner.

“Okay... you’re definitely going to get pregnant after all that...” you panted with a chuckle.

“I’ll say. Look how much you came inside of me. I wouldn’t be surprised if I ended up have another set of twins or something even more surprising,” Cup giggled and snuggled up against your back. You tried to wrap your arms around Cup so you could kiss her, but you were surprised as she raised her huge rear and began to bounce on your manhood which was still inside her.

“You’re still not satisfied?!” you loudly asked, making her giggle and wink at you.

“In case you’ve forgotten dearie, we’ve got the whole day off. Now prepare yourself for another round of endless pleasure!” Cup announced. You gulped as you were forced to lie there and watch your lover move that lovely ass on your shaft as if her life depended on it.