Essence

Foals didn't sleep this well. Cream Heart woke up feeling relaxed and well-rested. She felt... younger even. She yawned and stretched her hooves and slowly climbed out of bed. It was still a workday, after all. And though she didn't have a specific time to clock in, she was still a mother. She walked down the hallway to wake up the groggy young stallion who usually loved to sleep in...

"Oh?" Cream Heart glanced in the empty bedroom. She hadn't slept in that late. He must have actually woken up early to go out. The oblong box of the kit in his trash can caught her eye. The tube with the molding plaster in it was standing upright on the corner of his desk, next to the half-empty bottle of De La Crème.

The mold was filled with silicone that had cured overnight. "Button!?" she called out into the house to see if she was indeed home alone. No response came. She upturned the tube and grasped the base of the silicone, pulling it out of the mold with an audible suction sound as the air filled the void. The silicone phallus flopped in her hooves, rigid, but flexible, and very familiar looking. She put it into her bag next to the butt plug. "Right, time to go to work."

As per her directions, she went to the employee entrance. It was an unassuming spa across the street from the main building, away from jonesing stallions lined up impatiently outside the retail outlet. The back of the spa had a stairwell that led to the employee tunnel that crossed under the street and led to the company locker room. In addition to lockers, there was two rows of stalls for "prepping". Each stall had a bidet for a thorough washing and 'deep cleanse' douching, gaining a yelp from Cream, similar to the others echoing from the other stalls as the other mares prepped for their shift. She finished with a fresh Zesper enema before Cream slipped her identification butt-plug in, and strapped on her harness.

Although is was her second day and she was more familiar with the layout, she was still somewhat nervous as she looked around for a suitable seat. She had been assured that any unoccupied seat had gotten cleaned thoroughly, but she felt better actually seeing the cleaning crew finishing up on one at a round table near the bar where she sat at the day before.

She walked over to the seat and the maroon earth pony sitting next to it looked at her. "You're the new girl that started yesterday, right?" she asked.

Cream Heart nodded. From where she was standing in the walkway down below, she could plainly see the mare's clear basin, and the others sitting at the table. Each of their pussies were squirting, spurting, or dribbling at various rates into the funnels leading down to the individual jars under them.

The other mare waved for Cream Heart to step up to the vacant spot. "Don't be shy. It's like a family here. I'm Cheerilee."

Cream Heart steeled her resolve and stepped up onto the ledge in front of her seat and she opened her bag to pull out her tool.

Cheerilee whistled at the dong flopping in Cream Heart's hooves. "Did your special somepony make that for you last night? You're one lucky gal!"

"Um, thanks?" Cream Heart replied as she affixed the dildo to the piston mount in the bottom of the basin.

"If that's your first time using it here, make sure you recalibrate your machine settings," Cheerilee said, showing her how to reset the settings. "There. You should be good to go."

"Thank you." Cream Heart bit her lip and looked at the silicone replica of her son's penis sticking up from the bottom of the basin. It almost looked menacing. She poised herself over the seat and took an extra moment to carefully work the thick tip inside her, finding the Zesper treatment already had her plenty wet. She plugged in her harness connections and started up the setup cycle. The scanner read the barcode on her butt plug and began calibrating.

The piston slowly extended and pushed the dildo up into her. The first thing that she immediately noticed was that it felt thicker than the rental, with a lot more authentic texture. She took a deep breath before it was literally knocked out of her when she felt butterflies in her belly. Fully extended, the base of the dildo was just barely at the stretched entrance of her vagina and the tip just barely kissed her cervix, filling her completely in a perfect fit.

It slowly pulled out and went through the range of motion again before it started to cycle the other parameters of depth, speed, and angle. Cream Heart just held the edge of the table as a familiar pressure started to build in her lower tummy.

The waitress came by and placed the compulsory water and electrolyte tonics in front of everypony at the table. "Zesper cocktails, anypony?" she asked. Cream Heart was barely paying attention, but all the other mares nodded.

"A round for the whole table," Cheerilee assumed.

Cream Heart reached out and took her glass of water to start drinking before she ended up getting dizzy again. One of the other mares pushed a pile of playing chips in front of her.

"Oh, I don't gamble," Cream said. "I didn't even bring any money."

"Don't worry," Cheerilee assured her, "It's just for funsies."

"The winner gets a facial," one of the other mares said with a giggle as she tussled her mane, streaked with white stains that went unnoticed to Cream, barely able to look straight as the machine under her whirred a bit faster.

"The game is Appleoosan Hold'em," Cheerilee said. "Do you know how to play?"

Cream Heart nodded. "Y-yeah." She shifted a bit in her plush seat, but the harness kept her from moving too much from where she was strapped down. It wasn't the mind-blowing experience she had gone through the day before. But even so, it was hard to carry on a casual conversation at a card table while getting deep-drilled by the full length of her son's replica dick.

Cheerilee dealt out the cards. "Ante up."

Cream Heart reached out to toss a chip into the pot but her calibration cycle leaned her seat back while the dildo angled forward as it fucked slowly, but deeply. Her hooves grabbed the rests on either side of her. The sensors in her harness read her biometrics as the dildo found and targeted her g-spot with mechanical precision. The other mares looked at the bulge of the dildo moving in and out of Cream Heart's abdomen.

Cheerilee reached over to put a chip in the pot for Cream and gave her a sympathetic smile. "Let me just get that for you. You look busy."

Cream Heart could barely mouth the words.

"You're welcome. Though make sure you get a chance to look at your cards before you start betting. Don't worry, we'll wait." Cheerilee looked at her own harness strapped to her seat's basin. "It's not like we're- Nggh, going anywhere," she said with a particularly strong spurt.

The seat on the other side of Cream Heart chimed. "I've gotta tap out," the seated mare said as the fucking machine under her slowed to a stop. "I need to pick up my foals from Buckball practice." She unbuckled herself and extricated herself from the seat. She lifted herself up off the dildo and disconnecting it from the base before she removed her jar from the bottom of the collection funnel to go cash out. "Fun as always. See you tomorrow morning."

The other mares at the table waved farewell as the cleaning crew passed by to sanitize the seat for the next mare.

"Oh, I know her!" Spoiled Rich said as she sauntered over to the vacant spot next to Cream, seeing that her jar was still empty. Did you start yet? Deal me in! Ooh, and I'm just in time for the show!"

"Don't be crass," Cheerilee admonished as she dealt her two cards.

"But your haven't seen this this girl go off. It's quite the spectacle!" Spoiled said as she set up her own tool in her seat.

"You know it's not polite to draw attention to it," Cheerilee said.

Spoiled sat down on her seat's dildo and scanned in with her butt-plug. The machine whirred to life as it started fucking her. "It's not like its some secret," she said, raising her voice above the din of all the fuck-machines in the room. "And- whoa! That is definitely not the rental you had yesterday!" Spoiled gasped, gawking at the bulge being made in Cream Heart's abdomen.

Cream Heart's seat finished calibrating and seat sat level again. The bulge in her abdomen became less pronounced and her machine settled into a slow, steady pace with a dull whir, whir, whir muffled underneath her flanks. She reached forward and checked her cards. As soon as she put them back down she immediately forgot them, simply checking and calling when prompted to. The pile of chips in front of her got a little taller.

"That's quite the poker face," Cheerilee said.

"I'm surprised she has any face other than an O-face with her machine settings," Spoiled said before she took her turn to deal. "Ante up."

Cream's shaky hoof nudged a couple of her chips into the middle of the table and she glanced at her cards, barely able to even read them. It came to her turn to bet. She tapped the table with minimal participation in the game.

"Checking is lame," Spoiled said, raising. "Especially when there's nothing at stake."

"Well, I wouldn't say that," Cheerilee said as a fresh gimp cage was pulled along on the ceiling track towards their table.

"Ooh, he looks new!" Spoiled said, pulling the cage over to her first.

Cream Heart glanced over at Spoiled lifting her snout up to the bottom of the cage to nuzzle the dark brown, hanging coin purse of the young stallion. Cream did a double take, immediately recognizing Button Mash, sitting in the cage, gagged and blindfolded, but otherwise not looking even slightly distressed as Spoiled Rich inhaled his musk. Button's nostrils flared amid the miasma of feminine pheromones. A muffled groan came through his gag and his shaft started to emerge from his sheath. "There's a good boy," Spoiled cooed.

Instinctively, Cream tried to move to her helpless son's defense from the molesting mare, but the straps of her harness kept her firmly seated on the thrusting dildo under her. Her blood pressure and pulse jumped. The machine read the sudden spike in her biometrics as arousal and everything increased, speed, depth, and vibration. What strength she'd had in her limbs was sapped away. Looking at her son, she could see that, although he was gagged, the upturn at the corners of his mouth were unmistakable a grin.

"Excited?" Spoiled teased Cream. "Don't worry, you'll get your turn with him," she said as she passed him along the circular track in the ceiling to the mare in the opposite direction around the table, making Cream wait last.

"You're so wicked," Cheerilee faux admonished as she placed her chips in the middle. "The call is fifteen," she told Cream. Cream struggled to do even basic math amid the hurricane of feelings rushing through her. All of it was warped by the confusing stimulation the chair was giving her.

Cream Heart couldn't help but stare at the cage as she waited for her turn in the card game. Hanging in front of the next mare nuzzling his balls, the full length of his shaft had sprouted out and draped across her face before rising into a rigid pole.

Spoiled sighed wistfully. "I miss the days when my stallion could rise to the occasion like that." Several others murmured in agreement.

"Call." They flipped their cards over.

"Wow, seriously?" The pot of chips got shoved over to Cream Heart again. She looked at her mismatched three and five, finding herself to have a winning straight with the rest of the low cards.

"Okay, that was pure luck!" Spoiled huffed as the next mare started to deal the cards. Button's cage made his way along to the other side of the table.

"Ah, I recognize this one now," Cheerilee said. "He used to be a student of mine a few years ago. A real troublemaker this one. I'm pretty sure he had a crush on me at one point."

"Oh please..." Spoiled rolled her eyes. "What colt wasn't hot for teacher?"

Cheerilee grinned, tracing her hoof down along the curves of her body. "Well who can blame him?" The cage was passed over to in front of her. She looked up at him. "I bet he'd be thrilled to know who was sitting under him right now. But alas..." She gently licked his balls.

Cream Heart watched hers son's former school teacher gently licking and sucking his balls with a mixture of contempt, disgust, and... jealousy? His shaft throbbed and twitched above her, begging desperately for attention as it stood neglected in the cool air of the open room. Cream could see every detailed texture that she was currently feeling from the replica thrusting inside her. That tight feeling in her tummy neared its breaking point.

Cheerilee finally stopped and looked over at Cream Heart. "What about you?" she asked. "Do you have any foals?"

Cream Heart keeled forward and gripped the edge of the table as she orgasmed. The harness squeezed in time with the pulses of the clit vibrator and the slight suction of the basin seal. The powerful muscles of her pussy squeezed and audibly squirted thick gushes of marecum against the basin.

"Woo! There she goes!" Spoiled cheered. "Like a geyser!" Cream Heart grunted in exertion as she kept squirting hard. "Easy girl, you don't need to force it to impress us. Just let the machine do all the work." Spoiled silently waved to Cheerilee to pass the gimp cage across Cream to skip her while she was busy.

By the time Cream Heart could see straight again, Spoiled had already taken her turn for her and sent the cage on for another lap around the table.

Cream Heart won the next hoof with pocket aces.

"I'm calling shenanigans," Spoiled complained as the next round was dealt.

"You got yours yesterday. I've been sitting here playing all morning, I'm not missing out on my facial this week. I'm all in." Cheerilee said, pushing the rest of her chips in.

"You're on!" Spoiled said, doing the same.

"It's fine-" Cream panted. "You can... I don't want..."

"You're out? Really?" Spoiled asked. Cream nodded. "Alright, this is for the whole enchilada then!"

Cream Heart looked at Button's penis, glistening with a dribble of pre-cum.

"And the river..." The last card hit the table. "Dammit! It's a split pot!"

"I don't think you'll have time for a rematch," one of the other mares said. "He's about to pop!"

"Fine, we'll share!" Cheerilee said as the cage stopped in front of her. She reached up and stroked his dick, getting him to flare quickly. "Oh yeah, here we go!"

Button grunted into the gag as his balls tightened and his shaft throbbed and pulsed. The first two thick ropes of his cum splashed across Cheerilee's face, on her nose, cheeks and chin.

"Pass! Pass!" Spoiled demanded quickly. Cheerilee shoved the cage over. It stopped in front of a surprised Cream Heart as her son blasted the next ropes of his cum in her shocked face, most of it into the back of her gaped mouth. "PASS!" Spoiled yelled, reaching over to grab the cage herself. She put her mouth over his tip getting what little was left as it dribbled out.

Meanwhile, Cream Heart was forced to swallow her son's semen to keep from choking on it. The raw testosterone of it set her off again, sending her into another fit of cumming and squirting even harder than before. The fucking machine milked her for every last drop of mare cum before it finally slowed and stopped with a ding of the bell.

Cheerilee looked under Cream's seat in amazement at the filled jar. "Already?"

Spoiled pulled her mouth off Button's dick. "I told you. She's like the squirting champion of Equestria."

Cream Heart panted with her cheek on the table as an attendant came along to pull Button's cage along the track to the back room to be 'freshened up'. She sat up a minute later to slump back in her chair. She finished the rest of her water and her electrolyte tonic to stay hydrated. She disconnected her harness from the seat and carefully lifted herself off the dildo before she turned to disconnect it from the piston in bottom of the basin. She put it in her personal bag and then did the same with her jar after she sealed it with her lid. She slowly shuffled out to the cash-out counter.

"Another very productive day I see, Miss Cream!" the clerk said, placing the full jar on the scale to tally her pay.

"How long do the... the gimps work here?" Cream Heart asked, disliking the word.

The clerk shrugged. "Depends on the stallion. Most are 'one and done'. Others can go a few rounds with some complementary Neighagra. Obviously they get compensated more."

"Do they get paid well?" Cream asked.

"Relatively speaking."

"Relative to...?"

"It's one of the best paying jobs in town. But it's nowhere near what the ladies make. Unless it's store credit."

"Store credit?" Cream asked.

"This is Essence. What do you think those horndogs spend their paychecks on?"

Cream Heart took her pay and looked away. "Right."

At home, Cream Heart went through her routine of removing her bar code butt plug to wash it, and herself, thoroughly. And then she waited.

Button Mash came home a while after her, looking like he had just run a marathon. And in a lot of ways, he had. He muttered something about being tired from work and shuffled past her in the kitchen to go up to his room. A few minutes later she could hear the shower running.

She was not proud of it, but she took the opportunity to snoop. Not that she needed to expend much effort. His bag sat in plain sight on his desk, emblazoned with Essence's logo.

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She opened the bag. In the bottom was barely pocket change left from his pay, and a receipt. He had been payed well enough, but he had used it to buy the bottle of Essence in the bag.

The label read: De La Crème

The seal on it was broken. He had used it, and recently. Likely why he was going to be a while in the shower. He was clopping himself to her scent in his nose. Cream frowned at how much he was spending to do so. On the one hoof it was flattering that her scent was among the most expensive in the lineup. But it was heartbreaking to see him wasting his money on this. Especially when...

A knock came from the front door. Cream Heart trotted downstairs to open it. It was Button's marefriend, Sweetie Belle.

"Oh, hello Mrs. Heart. Is Button home?" she asked.

"Yes," Cream answered. "He's upstairs. But I think he's in the shower at the moment."

"Oh. I just need to talk to him."

Cream Heart smirked. "Well, if you want to go 'talk' to him in the shower, I can step out for... about an hour?"

Sweetie Belle blushed. "No, I actually just want to talk to him."

"Alright, alright..." Cream Heart waved her inside. Sweetie Belle trotted through the familiar house up to the bathroom door. Cream Heart didn't mean to eavesdrop, but the house wasn't especially large to avoid it.

"Button?" Sweetie Belle said through the door.

"Busy," came Button's terse response.

"Button, can we please talk? I feel like you're avoiding me."

"I'm the one avoiding you!?" Button said incredulously. The water stopped and he opened the door a moment later. "I haven't seen you in like a month!"

"It's spring! It's unsafe for me right now!" Sweetie said. "But you've been avoiding my messages too. I figured you were busy, but you weren't at the store."

"I got a new job. A better job. And besides, you got what you wanted."

"What-"

"The dildo I made for you. You took that without so much as a thank you!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about! Don't gaslight me!"

"Gaslighting isn't a real thing. You made it up because you're a crazy bitch!"

"I... I... grr, FORGET THIS! YOU CARE MORE ABOUT HUFFING THAN US! WE'RE THROUGH!" Sweetie Belle screamed and stormed out of the house.

Cream Heart trotted up the stairs. "Button Mash!"

"No!" was all he shouted from inside his bedroom. Cream eschewed courtesy and pushed open his bedroom door. There he sat on his bed, his cock in his clopping hoof, the other holding his bottle of De La Crème in the other, spraying it directly into his mouth.

Her first reaction was revulsion, knowing that is was his own mother's bottled mare cum that he was spraying into his mouth. But seeing his long, thick dick in his hoof reminded her that just earlier that very same morning, she had swallowed his load herself. She pushed the thought away. She lunged forward and slapped the bottle out of his hoof, sending it spilling onto his floor.

"Mom!? What the fuck!?" he yelled at her face. She could smell her product heavy on his breath. He shoved her away as he tried to get up from the bed and save the bottle.

"You watch your mouth!" she scolded. She shoved him back onto the bed harder. "I am your mother!" On even ground he young stallion was surely stronger than her, but pinning him down from on top, she had all the leverage.

"I paid a lot for that!"

"You're gonna give that shit up!" Cream said. "And you're gonna get a new job-"

"I have a new job! I work at Essence now!"

"A different job! Somewhere where you're not going to get abused."

"I like my job! I get paid well! You can't make me quit!"

Cream Heart fumed. "You need to at least stop wasting your money on this! Do you even know what it is!?" Cream asked.

"I need it!"

"No you don't! There's nothing in that bottle that you can't get from Sweetie Belle, or some other nice mare."

"Mares are more trouble than they're worth!"

"Oh, you sound just like your father right now!" Cream scowled.

"Yeah, well, at least Dad got something out of it with you instead of waiting for marriage like that fucking tease, Sweetie Belle!"

"How dare you! She's a nice filly!" she scolded him. His nostrils flared as he snorted and huffed. He tried to shove her away again, but she held him down firmly. "Now you are going to march right over to her house and apolo-" she looked down at where his erection was poking her in the belly. That same beast that she had a model of in her bag downstairs. That same veiny, throbbing monster that blasted her in the mouth only just that very morning. In that moment, she became acutely aware of just how much the room smelled, how much it reeked of her arousal. They were both practically swimming in her pheromones. She could feel the dampness spreading down her inner thighs. Her flagged tail letting the cool air buffet against her hot, wet loins.

If anypony were to ask her why she did what she did that day, she would blame it on the leftover Zesper still coursing through her system. That it was a confluence of extenuating circumstances that came together to this strange moment. She would tell herself that she had no choice, because that made it easier to sleep. But part of her, deep down in a place she would never talk about, she knew that was a lie. There were so many points along this journey where she could have stopped, said no, or found some other way. But she didn't. She chose this, consciously or not, because she wanted it. Because it excited her.

Cream Heart smirked. "You know what, Button? You're right. You don't need Sweetie." He opened his mouth to say something but she cut him off. "But I'm also right. You're going to stop wasting your money on that stuff!"

"But I need it!" he pleaded.

"Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?" she asked with a sly grin.

He looked confused. "Wha-?"

"Shh..." she hushed him and climbed up onto the bed with him. "I think it's time you learn a little company secret." She straddled his belly and pressed her hot marehood against the side of his shaft, grinding herself against it.

"Mom!" he yelped. She put her her hoof to his lips, shushing him again as she kept going, moving slowly.

She glanced at the Essence bottle on the floor and the bottle of lube on his desk. "I'm sorry about... interrupting you. Let Mommy make it up to you."

"Mom?" Button Mash was confused. He has seen enough porn to know what was happening. But looking up and seeing his actual mother created a weird dissonance in his head. At least she didn't seem mad anymore. That was good, right? She slid her pussy forward and back along the length of his dick the way Sweetie Belle did with that same teasing outercourse. He knew how this would go. He'd end up cumming all over himself and then struggle in the shower to get it all out of his chest fur.

Cream Heart had no intention of teasing him, or herself. What she wanted, what she needed, was that thick stallion cock inside her right now. She lifted her hips off his dick, much to his chagrin that she has come to her sense and was about to leave him in the lurch. But much to the contrary, she grasped his dick with her hoof and aimed it upright at her marehood. Before he even realized what was happening she lowered herself down against his tip, giving it just a bit of pressure before she was able to get it inside her stretched pussy. He ample lubrication had her sliding most of the way down with only a modest amount of effort.

Button Mash looked like his soul had just exited his body. His eyes had rolled back to get a good look at his brain which was presently being scrambled by the feeling of her marehood's warm, velvety embrace. It had escaped her notice until she had taken him to the medial ring.

"Oh, goodness! I suppose this your first time?" she asked. Button made some vague, guttural noise as his tongue lolled out of his mouth. But his head nodded to the affirmative. She leaned over and touched his cheek with her hoof. "Oh, I'm sorry dear! I suppose this is a big deal. This is something that you should have done with somepony your own age, like Sweetie Belle. Or at least, I should have taken this slower..." she paused and gave him a moment to recover. "But Mommy needs this real bad." She sat upright and sat the rest of the way down on his shaft, taking his medial ring and all.

Her moan of pleasure harmonized with her son's. She felt the tip of his dick lightly kiss her cervix as he hilted her, fitting her perfectly like lock and key, as though their bodies were made for one another. His hooves weakly tried to grasp her hips as his own made little thrusting attempt under her.

Cream Heart smiled softly. "That's sweet of you. But be a good colt and just lay still while Mommy rides you this time." She held his hooves with her own and pinned them to the mattress to support herself as she lifted her hips just barely enough for his medial ring to pop out before she dropped back down again.

Cream Heart moaned and sighed. "The real thing is so much better!" He assumed she was telling him this, rather than her musing to herself. He grunted and groaned from the pleasure. "Hold on a bit longer now, Mommy has a surprise for you..." She closed her eyes and leaned back a bit to take him at a more oblique angle. She focused on the feeling of him hitting her g-spot as her hoof started to play with her clit. She opened her eyes and looked at his. They fluttered for a moment but their focus returned as she felt him start to flare inside her. She followed his gaze to the bulge he was making in her abdomen. "Not yet!" Her hoof moved faster on her clit and her thighs shuddered at either side of him as she came. She arched her back and her marecum jetted out in front of her in thick spurts into his gaped mouth, and splashing onto his nose.

Button's every sense was saturated with her pure, unadulterated nectar. His dick throbbed harder inside her as her legs gave out, letting her hips meet his. His shaft only swelled harder, thicker, and longer, pressing firmly against her cervix as he went past the point of no return. The width of his flare stretched her depths, parting her cervix opening slightly, already lined up perfectly with him.

Cream Heart's strength left her in the midst of her orgasm. She could feel him start to throb and pulse inside her, but she was powerless to stop it or extricate herself from him. She could feel his thick ropes of hot cum pumping straight into her uterus. She could feel his powerful stallion hormones dousing the flames of her estrus with each spurt of his virile seed flooding her fertile womb to the absolute brim. She flopped forward onto him and panted just as hard as he was under her.

Button Mash licked her marecum off his lips and he grinned as he looked at the empty perfume bottle on the floor. "Oh, I get it now... get the milk for free."

Cream Heart's post-orgasmic clarity washed over her. "I'm sorry," she breathed. "We... I shouldn't have done that!" She braced her hooves against the mattress and lifted herself up off him. She felt his wide flare tugging at her, still firmly lodged deep inside her.

"No!" he whimpered and wrapped his hooves around her quickly to pull her back down against his body in t tight embrace. His hips flexed and pushed up into her just a bit harder. Cream Heart bit her lip, feeling the pressure of his dick pressed against her cervix with each tiny thrust he made. "Stay, please?"

"Button, no, let me go," she said, trying to extricate herself from his hooves. She could practically hear his heart breaking as his whimpers turned to plaintive whines. It also made his erection wilt inside her. She lifted herself harder out of his embrace and his shaft slid out of her with an audible 'plop' and a wet slap as it flopped against his belly before it retreated into his sheath.

With how bloated her womb felt, Cream braced herself for a deluge of his cum to pour out of her, but barely any trickled from her marehood. Without his flare stretching her depths, the strong muscles of her cervix held it tightly shut. She could feel his massive load sloshing around inside her sealed uterus as she moved. "Oh, not good." She felt light-headed and rolled to her side to flop over next to him on the mattress. "We are going to talk about this later..." she said in a stern tone. She closed her eyes and rubbed her forehead. "But for now I just... I just need a minute to... to think about this."

Cream Heart woke up some time later. The clock on the nightstand said it was seven, but she didn't know if it was morning or evening. All she knew was how wet her marehood felt from the cool breeze. And then the warm breeze. And then the cool breeze again.

She lifted her head to look down at herself. Button Mash was laying on her lap with his face buried in her crotch. By buried, it meant that she couldn't see anything forward of his cheeks as he happily snored into her pussy.

"Button!" she yelped. He stirred a bit in his sleep, smacking his lips with a lick, and then hers. His hooves wrapped around her waist and he pulled himself into her harder, giving her a few more idle licks. Her breath hitched from the sensation and it took all of her willpower to not let him continue. "Button, stop it!" Her surge of adrenaline let her easily shove the half-asleep pony away. He rolled away onto his back and his fresh erection swung like a heavy club after him, smacking against his belly. He blinked awake and looked at her with the irritated frown of a toddler that had just had its dessert taken away. He squirmed closer, but she squirmed away faster. "Stop it right now, mister. We need to talk about this!" He groaned the same way he did when she told him he was late for school before he sat up and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. "First of all, boundaries!"

Button snorted. "Ha! That's rich coming from the mare that just jumped my bones."

"And that was wrong of me, but that doesn't excuse you from-"

"Oh, don't act like you didn't enjoy it, too," he quipped.

"That is entirely beside the point!"

"Which is..?"

"It's wrong."

Button rolled his eyes and slid off the edge of bed to pick up the empty perfume bottle. "I don't think you really have the moral high ground here, Mom. Or should I say, De La Crème?" Cream Heart blushed. "Honestly, I don't know how I didn't recognize it sooner. And if you're working there..."

"Yes. I've seen you there," Cream said. "Whose mouth do you think you came in this morning?"

"Wait, really!?"

She nodded. "It wasn't on purpose. I was... a bystander next to the other mares."

"Oh. I'm sorry?" he tried.

She shrugged. "You didn't know. How could you?"

"Yeah, no, I had no idea! I'm blindfolded with ear plugs and everything."

"I know."

"Hey Mom?"

"What?"

"You..." he trailed off and looked at the bottle. "You make good stuff. Like really good!"

She sighed. "So I've been told."

"No I mean it! I've tried a few others and... and there is a reason why yours costs so much!"

"That's... strangely flattering."

Button touched his mane, plastered and sticky from her spraying him with several hundred bits worth of her product. "So are you still going to... you know, work there?" he asked.

She shrugged again. "It's good money," she said. "It's... it's actually an embarrassing amount of money."

"How much?" he asked.

She told him.

"Holy shit," he balked.

"What about you?" she asked.

He told her.

"That's... not nearly as much," she said.

"It's more than working at the general store," he said. "And to be honest, I'm not doing it just for the money."

She snorted. "I'm sure," she sarcassed, remembering the whole table of mares sniffing, licking, kissing and sucking his dick. "So I assume you intend to keep working there too?" she asked. He nodded with certainty. "So how is that going to work out? We can't very well commute there together. Ponies will start to talk."

"Okay."

"And then once we're in there, we're bound to cross paths. What am I to do then?"

Button thought about it. "Could you... um... give it three quick kisses so I know that it's you?"

Cream Heart blanched. "EXCUSE ME!? You actually want me to..."

"Yeah, but I want to know that it's you so I don't have to hold back. It's hard not to cum. And I'd want to try to save it for you."

Cream Heart looked at his stiff erection and bit her lip. She forced herself to look away. "I... I will consider it," she said. She glared at the perfume bottle. "But you need to stop wasting your paycheck on this stuff, you hear me!?"

He smiled. "Well, yeah, of course! Why buy the cow when you can get the milk for free?" He tossed the bottle into the trash and climbed back into the bed with her. "Or rather... the Cream." He lowered his face between her thighs tp lick her some more.

This time... she let him.