It's the afternoon, and you're on your way to your shift at Sugarcube Corner. You look forward to working there because it's usually very busy, not to mention it's located in one of the more densely populated areas in the state of Canterlot: Canterlot City!
Canterlot City is your favorite place to be because it's the best place for getting some tail. You love a good fuck, especially with three types of girls.
Busty girls. There's just something about big breasts that gets you going. You love the moans girls make when you squeeze them.
Thicc girls. You like fucking girls with some extra meat on them. Jiggly thighs, a big fat belly... not to mention more space to grab, suck and kiss!
Most of all, though, you love sex with preggos. They get off easier, harder, and more often than your average girl. You also love rubbing their rotund bellies while kissing and licking them.
You enter Sugarcube Corner, and a bell rings, signifying your entrance. As you near a door marked "employees only", you hear a familiar pair of voices.
"I love you," a masculine voice says.
"I love you too," feminine voice purrs.
You slowly open the door, hoping it doesn't creak, then peek inside.
In the middle of the room, a man and a woman stand embracing each other.
On the left is a wiry redheaded man sighs happily as his green eyes sparkle with love. Carrot Cake is a good man, a devoted husband, and a hard worker. He strives to ensure that no customer leaves unsatisfied.
On the right is the single hottest person on the planet in your eyes... Cup Cake, Carrot Cake's wife. Her two-toned pink hair is wavy, and her rose-colored show an endless passion for the man in her arms.
Cup Cake has an amazing rack. She never wears anything that could possibly show her cleavage, likely because she knows people would stare at her every chance they got! You don't let that stop you, though! You're pretty damn sure she's rocking a 38FF bra under her clothes. At least, you used to be sure...
Cup Cake is also stocky. She's got more than just a little meat on her bones, which checks off two of your favorite boxes! You estimate that she's somewhere in the vicinity of 300-350 pounds. That guess might be a little off now, however.
Your guesses and estimates changed one day when Cup Cake announced she was pregnant. And holy shit, did she get pregnant. She and Carrot Cake are soon going to be parents to twins, and from the looks of things, very heavy twins at that!
Yes. Cup Cake checks off all three of your boxes. She's got huge tits. She's pretty fat. And she's very, very pregnant. It's like the holy trinity of hotness! Dear god, you want to fuck her so badly it doesn't matter to you that she's at least twice your age! Under normal circumstances, you might try to persuade her...
...but you have a standard to uphold. You may like sleeping around with girls, but only on one condition: she needs to be single. You want to get your rocks off, but not if it destroys someone's relationship!
You watch as Carrot Cake gets behind Cup Cake, then gently kisses her on the neck as he lowers his hands and places them on her heavily pregnant belly. "You're so beautiful, love..." He kisses her on the neck again as he starts rubbing her huge baby bump.
Cup Cake hums as she raises her arms and buries her hands in Carrot Cake's hair. "Sweetie... you know you're turning me on right now, don't you?"
"Can't help it... you know I love rubbing your big, fat, round pregnant belly." Carrot Cake lifts Cup Cake's maternity dress, and just for the briefest of moments, you can see the top of her bare gravid abdomen.
Carrot Cake snakes his hands under the elastic of Cup Cake's maternity jeans, making full contact with her massive bulbous midsection. She gasps slowly as she closes her eyes, barely able to stifle a soft moan as she feels his hands run up, down and around her belly. "U... U-Upstairs... now." You watch as the married couple all but hurry out of the employee area to fuck each other's brains out.
You release a breath you didn't realize you were holding as you enter. Thank god there weren't any customers to see that... or the raging boner you're now sporting. As you prepare for your shift, faint voices and the sound of fast tapping come from the floor above you.
Yeah, it's a good thing Carrot and Cup Cake soundproofed their room. The headboard on their bed must be obliterating the wall from the sounds of things. You know for a fact that only one of them's going to come back downstairs after all that sex.
God, you envy Carrot Cake.
With a smile and roll of your eyes, you go out the main work area.
Some time later, as you're stocking shelves, you hear footsteps behind you.
"Hello there, dearie," Cup Cake says huskily.
You turn around to see her eyes half-lidded as she gently rubs her massive pregnant belly, causing you to gulp. You're pretty damn sure she knows all of your fetishes, because you've been caught ogling the hotter customers before.
"H-Hi, Cup Cake." You pause for a moment, deciding to act as though you didn't see her and Carrot Cake just moments before they fucked. "Where's your husband?"
"Oh, the poor dear's feeling a little drained, so he decided to take a rest."
You have no doubt in your mind he's more than just 'a little drained'.
"I see... well I hope he regains his energy soon."
"Oh, I'm sure he will. If you need anything, just call me."
"I will. What about you?"
Cup Cake giggles. "Oh, I'm just fine. You don't need to worry about me." She continues to rub her fat baby bump. "These two will arrive soon, but I don't think today's going to be the day." She smiles. "I appreciate the concern. Now if you'll excuse me." She walks off to tend to her own business, and you heave a sigh of relief. You're going to use that image of her tonight when you jerk off before bed.
The bell atop the door rings, and you go to tend to the customers.
A while later, you go to the ingredients room to grab some sugary seasonings. You need to put the finishing touches on some sweets that you baked with the Cakes last night, and some cinnamon spice should do the trick! You open the door to see Cup Cake with a piece of fudge in her hands.
Cup Cake blushes and laughs sheepishly. "I can't help it, I've been having a serious craving for this fresh batch!"
You chuckle softly. "I can't blame you. I snuck a piece a few minutes ago myself!"
You both share a laugh as Cup Cake moves out of your way and eats the fudge.
You scan the shelf, then find the cinnamon spice next to... a twelve ounce water bottle? "Hey, what's this doing here," you ask Cup Cake, gesturing to it.
"Oh! Sorry, that's mine," she says with a laugh. "I needed something to wash the fudge down." She waddles over and takes the bottle, then unscrews the cap as she tilts her head back and drinks it. Loud gulps and seductive moans fill the room as Cup Cake uses her free hand to rub her heavily gravid abdomen slowly until the bottle is completely emptied. She sighs with her eyes closed and her mouth wide open. "I must've really needed that drink," she purrs as she opens her eyes. "Well, time to toss this into the recycling bin!" She laughs as she leaves.
All you can do is remain still for several moments, only able to make a squeaking noise. When your brain finally catches up and your boner softens, you take the cinnamon spice and leave.
An hour or so later, you find yourself in the baking room with Cup Cake. Every now and then you take a look at her, hoping she'll start to rub her belly again. She probably won't, though. She's got to stay focused in here, after all! She wouldn't dare risk anything getting burnt.
Everything is in full swing as Cup Cake hurries around you in a speed that seems to belie her pregnancy. Her focus is undeniable. Her determination is unshakeable. Her passion for cooking and baking truly knows no bounds as she keeps a sharp eye out for anything that could be amiss.
After a few moments, Cup Cake wipes some sweat off of her forehead as she sits down. "Gingersnaps, it's hot in here," she says as she spreads her legs, allowing you to see just how full and rotund her massive baby bump is. She takes the bottom of her dress and fans herself with it.
For the briefest of moments, you see roughly one third of her huge pregnant belly bare, the bulk of it being covered by elastic. You're treated to a sight of countless stretch marks and a couple of soft jiggles before Cup Cake stops and gets back up. "I'm going to go cool off. Keep an eye on things here, would you?"
You make a squeaking noise as you nod, and Cup Cake leaves.
After the evening's usual post-dinner rush of customers, Cup Cake calls out your name. You take a look around to see if there's any other customers waiting. When you see the coast is clear, you head over to the employee area.
"Hello there," Cup Cake purrs.
"Is there something you need," you ask.
Cup Cake nods. "I need both of us to drop the act."
You blink. "What?"
Cup Cake's eyes go half-lidded. "I've seen the way you look at certain customers, dearie. The fat girls," she slaps her leg, causing it to jiggle a little. "The girls with big tits," she gropes her boobs with a soft moan. "And... the pregnant girls." She grins lustfully as she rubs her massive pregnant belly as she walks towards you, swaying her hips. "I believe I'm the trifecta of your sexual fantasies..." she stops as her rotund midsection makes contact with you. Its softness and warmth almost immediately brings forth a raging boner from you.
"And you know what?" Cup Cake rubs her huge baby bump against you, grinding it against your cock. "I want to fuck you, too. I want you to shove your cock into my soaking wet preggo pussy." She licks her lips slowly. "I want to shove my tongue in your mouth-"
"B-But you're married," you sputter. "I can't have sex with you, it'd break Carrot Cake's heart!"
Cup Cake laughs huskily. "Yes, it's true. We are married... but our marriage is an open one."
All of a sudden, everything seems to stop all at once. Your heart, your brain, the flow of time... when it all comes back to you, you can only say one word.
"What."
"It's true," a familiar voice says. You turn around to see Carrot Cake leaning against an open doorway.
"...what."
Cup Cake giggles. "I think we broke the poor dear, Sugarcane." She sways her hips as she passes you, but not before whispering in your ear. "I'll be waiting upstairs, dearie." She caresses your cock, then walks out of the room as your brain finally catches up with the situation.
Your heart begins to thunder and neurons fire rapidly. "WHAT?!"
Carrot Cake grins as he walks towards you. "Sorry about all of her teasing, she likes to have her fun."
"So I've noticed..." Your eyes widen as an implication occurs to you. "Wait, you were watching us?"
Carrot Cake nods. "Not the whole time, though. I had to rest for a couple of hours after fucking Cup Cake."
"I know. I saw you two all over each other when I got here."
Carrot Cake chuckles. "Sometimes we just can't help ourselves."
"Speaking of the inability to help oneself... I've gotta let off some steam upstairs."
"Wait, before you do that..." Carrot Cake pounds an elbow against the wall, which causes a mini-fridge to rise up from the floor. He bends down, then takes out a bite-sized cupcake and gives it to you. "Give it to her good, will you? I'll cover you for the rest of the day." He winks.
"Thanks. I will." You eat the cupcake, then hurry like a maniac to the master bedroom upstairs. You shut the door behind you, the turn around to see Cup Cake standing at the edge of her bed.
"I'm glad you could come on up," she says huskily. "I have to say... it genuinely makes me happy that someone of your age finds me so sexually attractive."
"How old are you, anyway?"
"I'll be forty-three next month."
She is twice your age! "Now that we've 'dropped the act', I need to get some things out of my system."
Cup Cake giggles alluringly. "Go ahead, dearie."
You take a deep breath, then exhale...
...and let it all out. "You're so fucking hot! God, you've got killer curves! I wanna suck every hot inch of your fat body, especially your fucking huge baby bump! I wanna rub and worship it while fucking you senseless!"
You go on for what feels like an eternity, much to the evident arousal of Cup Cake. After some time, you find a way to wrap it up.
"...and when I'm through with you, Carrot Cake's gonna have sloppy seconds with you for the rest of his life!" you pant as your heart starts racing like never before. Looks like the cupcake's starting to kick in!
"Goodness..." Cup Cake smiles seductively. "Well then... you want to fuck me that hard?" She wiggles her body, causing her tits and gravid abdomen to sway back and forth. "You like this fat body... all 379 pounds of it?" She giggles, then slowly takes off her maternity dress. "I'm proud of my fatness... I love feeling this big and heavy." She gropes her maternity bra. "These huge, milky 40FF tits are so full... I might need help with the pressure."
Cup Cake brings her hands down to the elastic on her maternity jeans. "The moment you've been waiting for..." she grabs it, then peels it downward at a painfully slow rate. "My big, fat, round, swollen pregnant belly," she says seductively as she whips her hair around, causing it to come undone.
Your cock begins to hurt as Cup Cake's massive pregnant belly is fully bared to you. It has even more stretch marks than you imagined!
"I love being this big and round," she purrs as she rubs her heavily gravid abdomen. "It makes me so fucking horny, I'm dripping on the floor."
You glance downward to see a small puddle of arousal under Cup Cake's legs.
"You want me," Cup cake asks as she gets on her bed, then jiggles her large baby bump with a seductive moan. "Fuck me with everything you got... come and get me, kid."
You immediately tear off all of your clothes except for your underwear, then launch yourself onto the bed, landing next to Cup Cake. You give her a fierce kiss as you run both your hands up, down and around her very rotund midsection, moaning in lust.
Cup Cake moans in turn and dips a hand into your underwear as she starts to pump your rock hard member.
You instinctively buck your hips between tongue filled kisses, then grab Cup Cake's maternity bra and swiftly discard it. You forcefully grab her breasts, causing her to break a kiss and draw a shuddering breath as she gently arches her back.
Fueled by pure lust, you kiss Cup Cake hard as you play with her huge rack. You swirl your tongue inside her mouth furiously as she lets go of your dick, then wraps her arms around you and deepens the kiss with a seductive moan.
You swiftly break the kiss, then chomp down on one of Cup Cake's nipples.
Cup Cake arches her back faster and further than last time. "F-Fuck," she cries out with a loud moan as milk bursts forth inside your mouth.
You greedily guzzle the milk as Cup Cake writhes in bliss, then grab her other tit with a hand.
"Mmm... f-f-fuuuuuck..."
You take your other hand and softly rub her heavily gravid abdomen.
"H... Harder..."
You furiously lash your tongue at Cup Cake's nipple and squeeze her other breast as you push your hand down on her massive pregnant belly.
"H-Harder... I'm going to cum..."
You double your efforts, and Cup Cake pants for a few moments...
...then screams and shudders violently as she climaxes hard.
"F-FUUUUUUCK! Ohh... don't stop, d-dearie, I'm g-gonna cum agai-"
Cup Cake locks up as another orgasm flows through her. She rides it out as she cries out your name, then tries to catch her breath when it dies down.
Cup Cake's milk stops flowing, so you let go of her nipple, then rapidly take off her panties and your underwear. You shove your cock inside her before she can make a comment on your girth.
"Fuck," you moan out. "How can you be so tight?"
Cup Cake shudders. "Never mind that," she says huskily. "Fill me up. I want all of your cum inside me..."
You start thrusting like a madman, and once again your ears are filled with Cup Cake's moaning.
"Shit... your dick feels so..." Cup Cake pauses to moan. "so... g-good inside me..." She bites her lip and closes her eyes.
You watch as Cup Cake's torso jiggles with every thrust you make. You bend down so that her huge baby bump scrapes against your stomach, then fuck her harder. Her pussy almost suddenly explodes with activity, and she all but screams your name as her juices squirt out.
"F-Fuck," Cup Cake moans out. "I'm not usually... this... orgasmic..." She takes a shuddering breath, then rubs her gravid abdomen. "Cum inside this fat, swollen, pregnant belly... I want it all..." she moans huskily as she closes her eyes and opens her mouth.
The sigh before you triggers a building orgasm, and you let out a prolonged moan until you release inside her, twitching every so often until you empty your balls.
Cup Cake lets out a slow gasp, then a guttural moan. "That's the stuff," she says as she jiggles her belly.
You slowly detach from Cup Cake to find that you're still rock hard.
"That definitely wasn't your first time, was it," Cup Cake asks alluringly as she sits up.
You shake your head. "Nah, I've fucked plenty of girls."
"Plenty of girls, hmm?" Cup Cake suddenly grabs you by the arms and forces you to lay down as she positions her sex above your member. "Well," she purrs. "Now you get to see how a woman fucks." With that, she impales herself with a load moan, gyrating her hips until you hilt her.
Cup Cake's huge baby bump gently scrapes against your chest as she gyrates her hips again, then starts bouncing. "Oh... fuck, yes... fuck..." You watch in awe and arousal as her large tits and heavily gravid abdomen jiggle, allowing you to catch brief glimpses of her underbelly as well as your cock sliding in and out of her womanhood.
"Enjoying the sight, dearie," Cup Cake asks alluringly.
You nod slowly as your breath shudders.
"Good, good... let's turn things up a notch, hmm?"
Before you can ask Cup Cake what she means, she hops an inch with you still inside her, then lands on top of you with her full weight. Her pregnant belly slams down on you, nearly taking your breath away. She repeats the action again, then again, speeding up gradually as you grab the bedsheets.
"H-Holy f-fuck," you stammer between Cup Cake's belly slams as she moans in ecstasy. You begin to feel another orgasm coming. "Sh-shit..."
Cup Cake's eyes roll back as she quivers, then climaxes with a squeak. You follow suit, blowing a mighty load inside her as your shared orgasm squirts from her love canal. As she detaches from you, your still-raging boner springs out. "You ate a special cupcake, didn't you," she asks with half lidded eyes.
"Yep."
Cup Cake laughs, then licks her lips. "Perfect," she purrs. "From here on in, I won't move a muscle unless you want me to." She gently gropes herself. "These big, fat breasts are yours to suck and grab..." She gently runs her hands down and around her feminine curves. "This heavy, weighty body is yours to taste..." She rubs her massive pregnant belly slowly. "And this huge belly is yours to worship and rub... until we can't fuck anymore."
You launch over to Cup Cake, kissing and licking her soft baby bump as your lust goes into overdrive, initiating another round of mindless fucking. Orgasm after incredible orgasm, you both lose track of time as your bodies gradually slow down until neither of you have any energy left.
The last thought you have before you pass out?
Best work day ever.
