Harem Alliance

From the floor to the counter and all around the kitchen, the zebra moved Cupcake around and pinned her down, slapping his balls against her clit and arsehole thousands of times, as well as her nose and chin. She started to give up struggling an hour in, as while she still hated him, he was way better at sex than Carrot was. He wasn't just a big dick with a hefty pair of balls; he clearly knew how to use them properly. If he weren't such an arse, she'd feel better about inviting him back to fill her puff pastry with custard, which she almost certainly would.

As promised, he took her back into the pantry to finish her off. She was covered by now, not just in cum, but in condensed milk, sugar, honey and, as a bag spilled onto her, dried blueberries. It was her own fault, though, moaning like a whore in heat while shaking the rack. While the zebra was the one to blame for putting her in that state, she had been the one to mount that shelf.

"Yes! YES!! Fuck me harder!" she cried out. The spell wasn't forcing her to do that, but she would claim so if anypony heard her.

And of course, the zebra would oblige, slapping his sticky hips against her arse and coming apart, leaving strands of sticky fluid threading between them, whatever that fluid actually was at this point. He was aware that she was loving this, and if he ever came back and offered her a roll in the hay, he had a good chance of not needing a coupon anymore.

His cock flared. He'd already cum three times, and he was almost running an empty tank. But he still had one load left to give, and it was going right inside of her engorged pussy.

Before long, she came, and she came hard, splashing several bags of flour and ruining over a hundred bits of product, which was small change at this point. Her affirmations and screams could be heard in the dining area.

Her convulsing vaginal walls were enough to finish him off. He slammed in deep, his urethra poking through her cervix, and pumped the biggest, hardest load he could straight into her womb, filling her with as much sperm as he could muster. He would make her carry his child, for when it came out, she could no longer hide her indiscretions from her husband.

As he pulled out, sweaty and sticky, she turned around and started licking his cock clean. He wasn't going to tell her this, but it had been two minutes since she'd been forced to do anything. She was worshiping his dick because he was that good, and because she was a common slut, not because he was making her. Still, once his dick was clean, he stood up and left, letting her come back to her senses.

She couldn't believe what she'd done. The clock indicated that her time was done, and she was no longer under the power of the spell, and yet, she really wanted to invite him to come back and ride her all night long. Was she really this desperate for good sex that she'd cheat on her husband again, very willingly this time? She didn't want to think about it.

Stepping out of the pantry on wobbly legs, still trying to adjust to the carrot still shoved up her arse, she saw Carrot sweeping up, avoiding areas where they had spilled something sticky on the floor to avoid having to wash the broom. He would use a scraper to pick that up, and then finish with a mop.

He looked up and smiled at her before returning to his work. "How was he?"

Cupcake swallowed hard. "You know?"

"I saw you sucking his dick. I also saw his coupon on the counter. I know it wasn't your fault, I'm just... Feeling a little insecure. I mean, he was big."

"He certainly was," she trembled. "Big and very forceful."

Carrot stopped for a moment and looked her right in the eye. "Are big and forceful a pair of traits you find appealing?"

"Carrot..."

"Cupcake, I'm not blaming you. But I've never heard you make such sounds before, and I've never made you tremble like you are now. You already know how good he is in bed." He put his hoof on the table. "I just need to know if you're happy with me."

She walked up to him and placed a hoof on his cheek, pulling him into a kiss. "Carrot... That was the best sex I've ever had, by a very wide margin. But I don't love him. I love you."

He forced a smile, but she could tell by his grimace that he was disturbed by how sticky her hoof was.

"I'm going to go up and take a shower," she chuckled. "He left me a mess."

"Are you going to see him again?" asked Carrot, clearly still upset. "I mean, I'm not going to fault you for wanting to replicate the "best sex of your life," but... If you're going to, I'd like to ask you two to find another place to do it."

Cupcake's jaw dropped. "You're kicking me out?"

Carrot's eyes shot open, and he waved his hooves negatively. "No, no, I'm just saying, a lot of the customers were upset at having to hear it, and I had to tell the kids not to come inside after school. I sent them out with Pinkie for the day after seeing the cum-glazed cupcakes you made. All I'm trying to say is, maybe our kitchen is not the right place for a tryst like this. Maybe he has a hotel room, or something?"

"Oh. Okay." She thought about it for a moment. She really wanted his dick again, but she also didn't want to hurt Carrot's feelings. He was, after all, her husband, and was exceptionally skilled at his job, to the point where he could almost run the whole place by himself. Even if he couldn't, he always had Pinkie Pie. "And, Carrot?"

"Yeah?"

"If you're ever feeling... particularly pent-up... I won't be mad if yo--"

"Not going to happen," he smiled. "I could never cheat on you. You're my wife. You spent nine whole months carrying around the twins. How could I ever even think about doing that to the mother of my children?"

Cupcake swallowed hard, again. "Okay, so... Here's the thing about that..."