Author's Note

Contains lots of pussy eating, slight ass and crotchteats growth, arousing scents, groping, facesitting, tail-rubbing/fucking, Smolder's first orgasm/loss of virginity, a hungry MILF on the prowl, brief mentions of sexual harassment by guys, brief flirtation from a married couple, and brief scene of shower sex at the end.

Having Your Cake and Eating it Too

The next morning, Mrs. Cake walked down the stairs faster than she normally would in the morning, even without her cup of coffee did the blue mare rush to the bottom of the stairs holding Pinkie’s book in her muzzle before galloping over to the counter where she placed the book down. Staring at the cover intently, Mrs. Cake saw that the cover looked like something out of a session of arts and crafts. With the blue lining on the book made out of glitter, and the yellow letters made of taped construction paper, Mrs. Cake chuckled as she opened the book. Her laugh died down as she looked at the first page.

Depicting a camera shot of Pinkie Pie with her head resting down on her forelegs with her fat ass up and her poofy pink tail to the side, three different hippogriffs stood behind her with their tongues out as if they were enamored and drooling at the pony's ass. The one in the middle, a taller yellow hippogriff with a sky blue mane, had both her claws squeezing Pinkie’s cheeks as her face looked to be the closest to Pinkie’s holes. Blushing heavily at seeing her employee's erotic state, Mrs. Cake flipped to the next page, detailing a recipe for fishcakes that made a pony's pussy taste addicting to hippogriffs.

Mrs. Cake had flipped to various pages of Pinkie being fucked in different positions by a wide variety of species of both sexes, skimming over the pages that weren't quite useful to her despite the growing sensation of need deep inside of her as she saw that Pinkie definitely did go beyond just fucking stallions in Ponyville, or rather, instead of stallions. She very rarely saw pony stallions depicted in the book, and reached the picture of Pinkie’s ass and crotchteats bigger than usual as the pink pony's hoof drifted down to fondle her plump teats that couldn't even fit in her hoof, blatantly staring at the camera as she bit her lip. Tearing her eyes off the picture of the pink party pony's lewd display, Mrs. Cake then turned to read the accompanying recipe on the next page.

Macro Mint Madness

This is a mint chocolate cupcake recipe that causes expansion in the ass cheeks as well as the crotchteats! The recipe below is for a mild growth change that will be barely noticeable to the intended sexual partner or partners, and is meant to seduce them without suspicion of magic at play. On top of the body growth which is meant to last 4 hours, it also creates an intoxicating aroma to the intended partner as long as they are sexually attracted to your sex! This won't work on a gay stallion, or an asexual pony, so choose your intended target wisely! No matter the quantity used in the cupcake, the intoxicating aroma is only strong enough to entice the partner, not enough to alter their ability to consent.

Mrs. Cake continued to read down to the recipe, relieved to read the last sentence of Pinkie’s disclaimer. The last thing the blue mare wanted to do was put Smolder in a situation similar to what those wretched drakes had put the dragoness through, and only wanted the delicious potential she-stud to embrace herself and give in to what they both wanted. After reading the recipe in its entirety, Mrs. Cake closed the book and walked into the kitchen. Opening the fridge, Mrs. Cake scooped up the bowl of batter for the catering order of cupcakes, before getting two proper muffin pans to pour the batter into. After she had poured 24 cupcakes into the two muffin pans, Mrs. Cake had placed each pan carefully into the oven before turning around and using her tail to lift the oven door up, before using her fat backside to close the oven altogether. With the cupcakes in the oven, Mrs. Cake set a timer on the counter before going to the special locked drawer. Opening it, Mrs. Cake took out the Unicorn Essence Sprinkles that were required in the special cupcake she was making. It was the only magical element required in the recipe, and according to Pinkie’s book, it was supposed to interact with the other ingredients in order to create a unique effect. The more Mrs. Cake read the page, the more the words seemed to have Twilight Sparkle written all over it. But to even bring up the book to Twilight was something the blue mare was not prepared for anytime soon, and so Mrs. Cake set the bag of glittering star-shaped sprinkles on the counter as she got to work.

Two hours later, Mrs. Cake had the catering order of cupcakes in the fridge and a slightly bigger chocolate cupcake on the counter. With mint green frosting and a sparkling surface from the sprinkles, Mrs. Cake had closed the fridge and turned around to admire the creation she had made with a recipe and her own hooves. With some extra ingredients used to magically preserve the cupcake’s quality, Mrs. Cake had no problem picking up the cupcake and placing it in the special drawer with Pinkie’s book before locking it. She would have to find the right time to get Smolder alone, discreetly close the bakery and have Smolder’s eyes off her so she could eat the cupcake. Mrs. Cake frowned, placing a hoof to her lips before she grinned from ear to ear.

She had the perfect plan…

“Oh come on! They’re Sandbar’s birthday cupcakes, why can’t birthday pony go with you?”

“Because I’ve made a new friend and I’d like to spend some more time talking to her?” Smolder shrugged, not wavering in the slightest as Yona stared at the dragoness with big wide eyes that didn’t even blink. “She’s teaching me stuff about baking, I’m keeping her company while the others are in Canterlot, and I’ll be sure to bring back extras so we know Sandbar is happy with what she made.”

“It’s not that big of a deal to me,” Sandbar shrugged as he nudged Yona, as they stood outside the door to the School of Friendship. “If anything, I’m glad Smolder can have her own friend outside of the group. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

“Fine,” Yona rolled her eyes, turning around and walking away with loud yak stomps as she looked over her shoulder as Sandbar followed. “But cupcakes better be good!”

“You have a good time, Smolder,” Gallus smiled, patting Smolder’s shoulder before flying alongside Sandbar. Silverstream hugged Smolder briefly before leaving as well, leaving the orange dragoness with Ocellus as the changeling blushed a dark blue.

“Don’t suppose you have room for little ol’ me?” Ocellus whispered.

“Sorry Ocellus,” Smolder patted the changeling’s shoulder. “Maybe some other time?”

“Y-Yeah, maybe,” Ocellus stammered, giving a small smile as she stepped away from Smolder’s touch and opened her wings. “See you later, Smolder.”

Ocellus flew off, leaving Smolder stumped as to what that was all about, before the confusion gave way to a rush throughout her entire body as her tail swung from side to side and her wings flapped almost as fast as a hummingbird. Practically jittering with energy, Smolder ran towards the Sugarcube Corner a good distance away and jumped in the air, flying towards the sugary-looking building before she landed right in front of it. Sure, she didn’t expect to lay the blue mare, especially since Smolder refused to believe that either of them were into the same sex, but that still didn’t change the fact that the blue mare had a heart of gold and a listening ear. Smolder could tell Mrs. Cake anything, and the mare would only seek out to help the dragoness in whatever way she could. With her heart racing and the dragoness unable to hide her wide-fanged grin, Smolder walked to the door and opened it.

Even though Lyra and Bon Bon were receiving their sweets to go at the counter, Mrs. Cake tore her eyes off them and looked at Smolder across the room. Smolder couldn’t look away, staring into the big blue mare’s rosy pink eyes until Mrs. Cake looked back at the married couple with a slight blush visible on her cheeks.

“Thanks by the way for making the rainbow cupcakes for us,” Lyra blushed, rubbing her mane with her forehoof. “We tried another bakery a few days ago, but they, uh, didn’t want to serve us.”

“Not a problem, dearie,” Mrs. Cake nodded at the two mares. “We’re always happy to serve you two! I’ll even give you a cupcake for free next time you two come over!”

“Thanks Mrs. Cake,” Bon Bon added, grinning at the baker as she took the bag of sweets with her foreleg.

“You two have a great day now!” Mrs. Cake waved at the two mares with a wide smile, and Lyra and Bon Bon thanked the baker before turning around and heading to the door. Smolder opened the door last minute, with Lyra and Bon Bon looking at Smolder and fluttering their eyelashes at her.

“Nice to see you again, Smolder,” Lyra said with a smirk, with Bon Bon also smirking at Smolder as they walked to the door. “We should hang out sometime, the three of us, y’know?”

“Uh, yeah, sure?” Smolder felt heat rushing to her face, being reminded once again that the mares of Ponyville had taken to her rather quicker than she could’ve ever expected. “I’ll see you two around, I guess.”

“Maybe sooner rather than later~” Bon Bon added as her wife walked out the door, shaking her blue and pink tail and causing Smolder’s eyes to land on the candy flanks of the mare. “Bye bye, now~”

Smolder felt herself starting to salivate by the time the door had closed and the two mares had left, feeling her tail instinctively cover her dripping pussy so that Mrs. Cake didn’t catch how it was affecting the dragoness. Taking a deep breath, Smolder then slowly turned her head to Mrs. Cake, her jaw dropping at the fluttering eyelashes Mrs. Cake had towards her.

"That w-wasn’t what it looked like," Smolder stammered, walking to the front counter and resting her arms on it as she stared at Mrs. Cake's smile. "They just wanted to hang out, I'm sure."

"Uh-huh," Mrs. Cake rolled her eyes before turning to the door that led to the kitchen, walking towards it as she flicked her tail to the side. Showing off her blue ponut and pussy lips, Mrs. Cake gave her hips the slightest sway before looking at the wide-eyed dragoness still on the other side of the counter. "Honey, are you coming or what?"

"Y-Yeah," Smolder moved her tail out of the way, slightly jogging up to the kitchen door and pushing the door open for Mrs. Cake. The MILF glanced at her with a narrowed gaze before walking into the kitchen.

"I don't usually need someone to open the door for me," Mrs. Cake shrugged. "But if you love the view so much, I don't blame you sweetheart~"

"The view?!" Smolder gawked, feeling the scales on her cheeks turn into a full crimson red as she took a step back. With her parents already under suspicion of her not being interested in drakes, and the possibility of if they found out-

"The view of the kitchen!" Mrs. Cake waved her forehoof at the counter, and Smolder felt the fear swept away by a crashing relief, staring at the two dozen aquagreen cupcakes in their muffin pans with tiny sea turtle figures on each one. With blue sprinkles on the frosted cupcakes, Smolder grinned as it was just as Sandbar described it. Licking her sharp teeth as she walked up to the cupcakes, she picked up one of the extras and popped it in her mouth, closing her eyes and tasting the lime flavor before she heard Mrs. Cake break the silence.

"So I noticed you showed up by yourself again," Mrs. Cake approached Smolder, only a leg's length apart from the dragoness. Smolder's eyes shot wide open as she noticed how close Mrs. Cake was.

"Oh," Smolder managed before she gulped the cupcake down and licked the crumbs off her claw. "They were busy with their own plans, that's all."

"Guess it's more for you then," Mrs. Cake shrugged. "Not that I mind in the slightest, dearie. I'm sure you will be able to properly appreciate these extra cupcakes I made…"

Smolder was about to ask just what Mrs. Cake was talking about when the blue mare walked past the dragoness and to another counter across the one Smolder was at. Staring at a plate of assorted cupcakes of different appearances and flavors, Smolder ran over to it and stared at the cupcakes.

"I'm free to try out any of these?" Smolder asked, noticing a blue cupcake in the middle with a fuschia frosting that got her drooling at the strong raspberry scent and pretty appearance.

"Of course you can, Smolder~" was all Smolder heard from Mrs. Cake before she saw the baker slip out of the kitchen and into the lobby. Smolder took the blue cupcake and hopped onto the counter, stretching her wings out and doubting the blue mare would have many reservations towards her relaxing on the brown wooden surface as she held the blue cupcake to her muzzle.

“So you picked that cupcake, hmm?”

“Oh!” Smolder blushed as she heard Mrs. Cake behind her, not even noticing that she had walked back into the kitchen. “Y-Yeah, it smelled pretty good.”

“I bet it did~” Mrs. Cake purred, and Smolder swore she heard the chubby mother open a drawer, not noticing Mrs. Cake taking out a chocolate cupcake to eat in one bite akin to Pinkie Pie. Brushing it off as Mrs. Cake presumably getting something for the cupcakes, Smolder took a bite out of her own cupcake. Tasting the mixed berry flavor of the blueberries from the base and the raspberry flavor from the frosting, Smolder smiled as she felt the frosting get all over her muzzle. Oblivious to Mrs. Cake walking behind her, biting her lip and giving bedroom eyes at the adult dragoness with a blush appearing on her face, Smolder then scarfed down the rest of the cupcake and began using her long dragon tongue to lick up the remnants on her muzzle when a strong scent hit her nostrils. It was sweet enough to make her head dizzy and her pussy unbelievably hot and wet, the siren call demanding that she turn to look at the mare behind her. Smolder turned around and saw Mrs. Cake, and her jaw dropped as she took in the mother’s fat jiggling ass and hanging crotchteats that swayed with each step Mrs. Cake made towards her. Did they always look that big?

Mrs. Cake looked at her with a normal smile, walking towards the plate of extra cupcakes as she picked up a yellow cupcake with a lemon slice on it. With her tail flickering to the side and exposing her ponut and pussy lips, Mrs. Cake glanced over her shoulder and smirked at Smolder. The silence that was only a few seconds in reality stretched out to full on minutes in Smolder’s mind, the already overwhelming sight of mares’ asses becoming something that was now impossible to ignore. There was not a single doubt in Smolder’s mind that out of all the mares she had ogled, Mrs. Cake had them all beat. A forbidden wife and mother with a dumptruck that put the other mares to shame, and a sweet personality that tickled Smolder’s brain in all the right spots, Smolder knew that if any mare was going to push her past the fears of the Dragon Lands, it was the MILF in front of her.

“So dearie,” Mrs. Cake broke the silence, turning around and taking away the glorious sight of her ass as she faced Smolder with the cupcake on her forehoof as she moved it towards Smolder’s muzzle. “Would you like another…oh my. Was my cupcake that good? You’re downright salivating.”

“What’s that smell?” Smolder managed to get the words out. “Did…did you put something in my cupcake?”

“Oh no, I’m not the kind of pony to drug others,” Mrs. Cake shook her head as she put the lemon cupcake back on the plate before turning back around to face Smolder. “But I will say that I ate something, creating a scent that appeals to those who are attracted to mares~”

Smolder felt her heart drop to her stomach, with the scenario Mrs. Cake laid out putting her between a rock and a hard place. Even if there was the smallest chance that Mrs. Cake was bluffing, there was no denying her true desires. Escaping from the beautiful dragonesses back home did nothing, not when mares like Mrs. Cake existed.

Then, crashing into her brain like a stack of bricks, Smolder realized why Mrs. Cake would go through all these hoops to get her in this spot.

"You're married!" Smolder gasped. "And please for the love of Celestia, don't tell anyone that I'm…I'm…"

"Honey," Mrs. Cake purred, fluttering her eyelashes at Smolder as she stepped closer, daring to place her head in between Smolder's legs and resting it on the dragoness' stomach as she stared up at her. "Do you think that I of all creatures would dare drug you and out you to everyone? Do you really think that of me?"

"No," Smolder sighed, the tension in her shoulders relaxing even though her pussy was only getting more wet from feeling the mare's soft furry head right above it. "You're right, I shouldn't be assuming such of you. Not after how you helped me yesterday."

"You're forgiven," Mrs. Cake smirked. "I'll even Pinkie Promise that I won't tell another soul about what I just learned today. Cross my heart, hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye…and on top of that, you're making the bold assumption that my marriage isn't open…"

"What?" The last part of Mrs. Cake’s statement was doing Smolder in, and she knew if she didn't leave right then and there, she would cave to the cougar MILF's seduction. Still, Smolder didn't move the slightest bit as Mrs. Cake giggled and jiggled her fat cupcake-marked flanks.

"Granted, all of my sexual partners during my marriage so far have been stallions," Mrs. Cake explained, following by her raising a forehoof to trail a hot line of desire down Smolder’s thigh. "But I think I can make an exception~"

When Mrs. Cake jumped off Smolder and turned around, lowering herself so that her head was pressed against the floor and her ass was raised in the air, Smolder felt herself at her breaking point. Mrs. Cake had her tail moved to the side, showing off the pair of holes that Smolder had desperately tried to ignore. They had represented everything she could want but not have.

But why? Why couldn't she give in?

Smolder couldn't find a rational answer anymore, to Tartarus with her parents and any creepy drakes back at home, if she could even call it that. Mrs. Cake was barely able to use her forehooves to pry her expanded cheeks apart when Smolder snarled and lunged, pressing her claws against the MILF's fat ass and dragging her snake-like tongue all the way from the blue mare's clit up to her ponut. Mrs. Cake dropped her forehooves back to her floor and let out a long and deep moan that sent shivers down Smolder’s body, the reality of what was happening making her hornier than she had ever felt in her life. She didn’t use her tail to conceal her needy arousal anymore, pulling back from the mother’s holes as she allowed Mrs. Cake the brief chance to talk.

“Yes!” Mrs. Cake moaned, thrusting her fat ass back towards Smolder’s muzzle. “I knew yesterday you wanted nothing to do with those creeps! Mares are so much better, you can’t deny that anymore, can you?”

“No, I can’t believe I even tried to,” Smolder shook her head, the last of her burning resentment escaping to the back of her mind as she no longer delayed what she had needed for so long. Lunging back towards Mrs. Cake pussy, Smolder gave the MILF no warning as she stuck over half of her thin yet flexible dragon tongue.

“Oh FUCK!” Mrs. Cake blurted out the profanity as she rested the side of her head on the floor with her eyes rolling back and her mouth wide open and smiling. Her fat blue cupcake-marked flanks finally had a dragoness’ head between them, Smolder wiggling her inexperienced tongue with a ferocity that exceeded the mare’s expectations. Smolder brought her tail to her own pussy for a whole different reason, keeping her claws firmly pressed against the chubby mare’s ass cheeks while she used the tip of her long tail to rub off her own clit. Managing the juggling act with near perfection, Smolder upped the ante by sticking the rest of her tongue inside and swirling it around Mrs. Cake’s occasionally clenching walls. Closing her eyes and savoring the highly sweet taste of the blue mare’s pussy, Smolder lost herself in the oral sex she was giving to the baker as well as the rapid rubbing of her own clit with her tail, even beginning to moan into Mrs. Cake as she pushed her face further in, sticking part of her muzzle inside Mrs. Cake.

“YES! Give it to me!” Mrs. Cake began shamelessly thrusting back into Smolder’s tongue and muzzle, lifting her head up and giving a long stream of moans and gasps at the pussy-eating of a lifetime. No stallion’s tongue had given her half the amount of pleasure Smolder’s tongue and muzzle was delivering to her, hitting her in all the right spots as she felt waves of pleasure crashing into her whole body. Clenching her ass cheeks tightly against Smolder’s head, Mrs. Cake threw her head towards the ceiling and let out a high-pitched cry as her whole body quaked with unfathomable pleasure. Squirting all over Smolder’s muzzle and the rest of her face, Mrs. Cake’s cry drifted off into a long moan.

Even though Smolder wasn’t close to having her first orgasm yet, having staved off the experience due to the fears forced upon her, Smolder knew she needed to get off after years of not touching her true sexuality.

You owe yourself this, give in to your biggest desire in front of you. Own the submissive mare in every way possible and become the dragon you were meant to be~

No more being a coward, give into your Dragon Greed~

Smolder leaned into the thundering voice in her head, pulling back and licking the deliciously sweet baker’s marecream off her muzzle and face before fluttering her eyes open. She knew her face oozed the smell of mare fluids, and gave herself a quick reminder to wash herself off before returning to the School of Friendship. Moving her claws from the pillowy and fluffy cheeks of Mrs. Cake, Smolder moved her claws to Mrs. Cake’s sides as she used her brute dragon muscle to flip Mrs. Cake on her back. Looking into Mrs. Cake’s wide eyes and steady panting, Smolder stood up and walked to the mare’s face and stood over it till all the baker could see above her was Smolder’s glistening wet dark orange clit in between her scaly golden pussy lips. Using her wet tail to keep Mrs. Cake’s head in place, Smolder snarled and snapped her teeth as she squatted down to smash her dragon pussy against the married mare’s face. With Mrs. Cake eagerly trying to taste Smolder’s pussy before Smolder was completely sitting on her, Smolder gave a small groan as she seated herself on the mare’s face with a long sigh. Giving a few test rocks of her hips, gradually picking up speed in her rocking and testing how much Mrs. Cake was able to take, the dragoness was completely caught by surprise as she felt Mrs. Cake grip Smolder’s thighs with her forehooves and stick her thick pony tongue as far in the dragoness’ pussy as she could. Smolder hissed with pleasure mixed with a fire in her mind as she felt Mrs. Cake pathetically trying to take control of the situation. Virgin be damned, Smolder was a dragon and wouldn’t let the blow to her character stand. Leaning forward, Smolder rested her stomach on top of Mrs. Cake’s stomach and reached her claws out to the blueberry crotchteats that were demanding her full attention. Giving both a very subtle twist, Smolder felt Mrs. Cake’s body shuddering as the MILF gave a muffled squeak. Her forehooves loosening their grip on Smolder, Smolder cackled as she twisted the blue mare’s crotchteats harder and rocked faster into the pony’s muzzle.

After twisting became repetitive, Smolder switched to indulging herself and grabbing a clawful of each mound of pony breasts and feeling it fill up her claws. The realization that she was completely owning the mare underneath her after so long of refusing it for herself went beyond liberating. Smolder’s eyes rolled to the back of her head as she was reaching closer to her own orgasm, and stopped her rocking altogether. Even with Mrs. Cake being more than fine with having an instant orgasm, the same was not true for Smolder as she lifted herself up on her two legs and turned to face the other way as she sat back on the blue mare’s face. Mrs. Cake returned to eating Smolder out as soon as she sat back down, and wondered why Smolder made the very slight position change. Fortunately, the MILF didn’t have to wait long as she felt Smolder’s tail slide in between her own crotchteats and down towards the mother’s leaking pussy. Mrs. Cake let out a muffled cry of shock as she felt Smolder’s tail penetrate her pussy, wiggling only a few inches inside before Mrs. Cake’s walls clamped down on it. Feeling the sensation of a mare eating her out and her soaking wet walls against her tail, Smolder knew she wasn’t going to last much longer and had to make it count. Rocking against Mrs. Cake’s muzzle with ferocity, while maneuvering the difficult challenge of timing her tail thrusts just right with her rocking, Smolder became much less concerned with her inevitable orgasm and became more determined to get a second one out of Mrs. Cake. She’d show the mother that she was more than just a lost young dragon, and leave a burning memory that would put all her lovers, even her own husband, to shame.

Slamming more and more of her tail’s length into Mrs. Cake’s pussy, Smolder felt the peak of pleasure rushing towards her. Staving it off until she felt the telling trembles of Mrs. Cake’s body, Smolder hilted most of her tail inside the chubby mare’s pussy as she gave one final thrust against Mrs. Cake’s muzzle, giving a roar that shook the kitchen around them as her and Mrs. Cake convulsed in unison. Smolder began seeing stars as she felt a completion of pleasure that made her see stars and free her body in a way that made her feel like she was practically flying, spreading her wings out wide during her climatic roar. With her hot dragon fluids spraying all over Mrs. Cake’s face and Mrs. Cake’s sweet cream squirting all over Smolder’s already drenched tail, the two let their orgasms ride out until they both stopped seconds apart. Smolder pulled her tail out of Mrs. Cake’s wet hole, standing up and allowing her soaked tail to drip Mrs. Cake’s own fluids onto her face. Mrs. Cake’s eyes remained closed due to the spicy dragon cum that remained on her face, but her tongue was swirling all over her face as she tasted Smolder’s spicy juices and the occasional drop of her own fluids as Smolder’s tail hovered over her mouth.

Smolder felt her legs slightly wobbly from her very first orgasm as the intoxicating smell began to subside, feeling years of stress, self-hatred, and anger start to be mended with the first embrace of what she had wanted since she had gained the ability to desire. Surely it wasn’t the end of those feelings of resentment for many of those in the Dragon Lands, but they were no longer the authority of what she went after. All those drakes’ creepy fantasies and harassment towards her had lost their control, with the small dragoness taking back her power, choosing something for her for once in her life.

Smolder felt her eyes tearing up as she smiled, stepping away from Mrs. Cake and allowing the chubby mare to shakily stand up and flutter her bedroom eyes at the smiling dragoness.

“So, you understand why I got you alone for this now?” Mrs. Cake tilted her head slightly, waiting for Smolder to rapidly nod before continuing. “Good, sweetheart. We both needed that for different reasons, and if you get any problems from those dragons, you come to me and I’ll properly sort it out. You understand?”

“C-Crystal clear,” Smolder nodded, her heart dropping as a possible concern rose to the forefront of her mind. “Does this mean-”

“Honey, if you even think that I’m halfway done with you, you’re sorely mistaken,” Mrs. Cake walked up to Smolder and pressed her fluffy chest against Smolder’s chest, staring down at Smolder’s wide eyes. “You come back same time tomorrow, and I promise to give you a surprise even better than the one you got today. With your permission, I’ll find a treat for you to eat.”

“Yeah, will do,” Was all Smolder managed to say, before asking. “Wait, how did no customers come in during all of that? I c-can’t believe that you distracted me that effectively, I should’ve been downright terrified that-”

“While you were eating that cupcake, I had closed the bakery for the day,” Mrs. Cake shrugged. “I don’t know how my husband will feel about me closing Sugarcube Corner early for the next few days, but something tells me he won’t mind it much. Now c’mon sweetie, I know you won’t be able to spend the night yet, but we’ve gotta get ya washed up so you don’t go back to your school smelling like me~”

Smolder nodded, her mouth hanging open at Mrs. Cake’s casual gesture, but following Mrs. Cake out of the kitchen and up the stairs all the same as Mrs. Cake hummed a happy tune, swaying her fat cheeks and alluring holes side to side for the drooling dragoness to ogle as they went up the stairs.

Mrs. Cake had turned on the shower, the warm water cascading over both her and Smolder’s bodies as she allowed Smolder to run her shampoo-filled claws through her bright crimson mane. Taking a deep breath, feeling her loins completely satisfied for the first time in years, Mrs. Cake bit her lip and enjoyed the gentle scrubbing in her mane as Smolder worked her claw magic in there. She’d send Smolder on her merry way once again with whatever she wanted to take out of the fridge, before sending the dragoness back to the School of Friendship. Feeling Smolder’s claws leave her mane, Mrs. Cake frowned as she opened her mouth to ask why the dragoness had stopped. Before she could actually speak, Mrs. Cake gave a loud moan as she felt those very claws going back to roughly groping her ass as Smolder’s hot breath landed on the mare’s holes.

“Did you really think I was done with you?” Smolder snarled before sticking her muzzle back inside the blue mare’s pussy, sinking all of her tongue back inside and wiggling it about ravenously. Mrs. Cake pressed the side of her head to the shower wall as she shuddered, crying out as she realized she should’ve been suspicious of Smolder’s silence getting into the shower. Her seductive plan had blossomed way more than the blue mare could’ve ever hoped for, and Mrs. Cake gave in as Smolder would end up making her cum again and again in the shower…