(Co-written by Absolfusion)
It's been a been an few days since that fateful day, a lot has been going on as the heat season was passing, things were becoming normal once again as the stallion population was returning gradually and things were becoming once moe normal. Just like had promised to her, you had been out, walking around the town, specially visiting the mare you had impregnated, Cup Cake. Becoming an regular in Sugarcube Corner was easy, unassuming and quite innocent at first to many that see it on the first glance but those that look very close, it was clear to notice that something was going on between you and the the baker mare, not that it was all that hard to figure out in the first place. Every "visit" left you in a cool sweat and her scent all over you, and each time you would sneak home to shower off the excess fluids.
Mrs. Cake was not a soft or subtle lover despite her outer appearance and she made no effort to hide that fact. Her attitude sure as hell changed while out of the bedroom. She became little more confident, a little more cocky towards the customers like she held all the world's secrets in the frog of her hoof. Apparently getting railed by a thick telephone pole and constantly gushing buckets every night did wonders for one's self esteem.
After all, she had befriended the only human male, who had taken notice and even bred with each other. For those historian and myth-focused ponies seeing a mythical creatures that had taken liking on her was enough to win the lottery, so she is fine on being a bit arrogant. Meanwhile you made sure to alway visit her, giving her extra tips as well your special brand of frosting much to her delight when you both felt up like doing it.
The town had began to get accustomed around you as well your frequently visit to the stablishment as well rumors began to spark which doesn't help that Mrs Cake was also fanning the fires herself.
Regardless of the rumors, or perhaps even in spite of them, your desirability only continued to climb, proportional to the numbers that were conspiring on ways to get into your pants.
All of which brings you to the moment right now.
You stepped out of your home, stretching your arms with a big smile on your face. You took a deep breath.held it, then exhaled through your nose in a relaxed sigh.
A single butterfly fluttered along the breeze. flapping along in loops in turns before it came to rest on your outstretched finger. "Hello there, little friend. Nice weather we're having, isn't it?"
The dainty insect seemed to regard you for a long moment, almost as if it understood your words, then flapped its wings, taking off to who knows where.
You rolled your neck and cracked your knuckles, before letting out a deep sigh.
My public awaits. you thought to yourself.
~~~~~
Far away, in another part of the forest, a lone butterfly flapped its wings. making a beeline for a grove of trees in the far distance.
It was not looking for any nectar, nor a place to rest its weary wings. No, it was returning to rhe one who had called to it, sending her voice over the airy breeze.
The butterfly drew near an ancient oak tree, the tallest and oldest of its brothers standing tall above the hilly countryside.
It circled the tree once, then twice looking for something before a soft voice called out to it.
A silhouette of an outstretched wing poked out from underneath the shady branches, offering the perfect spot for the insect to stop and perch.
The agitated insect did just that and began working its antennae around in circular motions.
The owner of the wing seemed to be just as excited, as a river of words rapidly fell out of her mouth.
"Did you see him? What did you learn?"
"..."
"Tell me everything."
~~~~~~~~~~~
***
When you approached the bakery, you pushed in the salon-like doors and entered to the stablishment. Filled with ponies, mostly mares of all kinds and sizes and colors most 'didn't' noticed you entering the place (You did noticed them glancing at you) mostly taking the orders as well chatting among each other but those that did came to stare at you, some with want and licking their lips, fantasizing whatever sexual action they had with you within their heads, some whispering and murmuring with one another, confessing some secrets and desire but ultimately being unable to do it, for Mrs Cake being the possible 'secretive' lead herdmare of your 'herd.'
You chuckled, there was not such thing happening although you secretly wanted them to try and ask only to see their speechless reaction after being told an simply 'you want my foals? Ok.' However, you simply keep things relatively silent and waited instead. You simply went on, going to the counter to see Mrs Cake herself as cashier which made you dread a bit. Normally, you go further and get into the kitchen where you find her doing mostly of the baking job, you often help her first to lift some of the work off her but her being the cashier only can be one thing.
Carrot and Pinkie were back.
Alarm bells sounded in your head, and cool sweat began to collect on the back of neck.
Carrot was back, after you had just slept with his wife.
All of your instincts were telling you to get out of there, to take the coward's way out, to hjghtail it out of there and never come back and try to make it in another town.
You could pretend to be a completely different human than the one from Ponyville and start anew some place far away.
You had no way of knowing how he would react, and that scared you. He didn't seem like the violent sort, but with creatures of enhanced strength there was no way of telling.
You clenched your fists, put your head down and sighed deeply. You brought this upon yourself, and this is your responsibility. If a beatings what's coming to you then by God you're going to take it like a man.
Before you could even take two steps further however a vibrating blur of hot pink and baby blues appeared in front of you from seemingly out of nowhere.
Inhale
You involuntarily cringed and prepared yourself mentally for her no doubt well-practiced Welcome to Ponyville speech, where she would launch off into a long=winded spiel about how you're the only human and how amazing it is that you're the only human, and it's so special that she's going to have to throw you a special human themed party and—
Pinkie pushed her hoof and pushed her hoof directly into your schnoz. "Boop."
She then flashed you one of her signature bright grins and bounced back into the kitchen without saying another word.
You rubbed at your nose with your palm. Oookay you were expecting a lot of things but you were not expecting that.All at once the dark clouds surrounding you dissipated, and you felt a small smile grow on your lips.
Yeah, you're going to be alright. Pinkie believes in you.
How it is continued?
It's been a been an few days since that fateful day, a lot has been going on as the heat season was passing, things were becoming normal once again as the stallion population was returning gradually and things were becoming once moe normal. Just like had promised to her, you had been out, walking around the town, specially visiting the mare you had impregnated, Cup Cake. Becoming an regular in Sugarcube Corner was easy, unassuming and quite innocent at first to many that see it on the first glance but those that look very close, it was clear to notice that something was going on between you and the the baker mare, not that it was all that hard to figure out in the first place. Every "visit" left you in a cool sweat and her scent all over you, and each time you would sneak home to shower off the excess fluids.
Mrs. Cake was not a soft or subtle lover despite her outer appearance and she made no effort to hide that fact. Her attitude sure as hell changed while out of the bedroom. She became little more confident, a little more cocky towards the customers like she held all the world's secrets in the frog of her hoof. Apparently getting railed by a thick telephone pole and constantly gushing buckets every night did wonders for one's self esteem.
After all, she had befriended the only human male, who had taken notice and even bred with each other. For those historian and myth-focused ponies seeing a mythical creatures that had taken liking on her was enough to win the lottery, so she is fine on being a bit arrogant. Meanwhile you made sure to alway visit her, giving her extra tips as well your special brand of frosting much to her delight when you both felt up like doing it.
The town had began to get accustomed around you as well your frequently visit to the stablishment as well rumors began to spark which doesn't help that Mrs Cake was also fanning the fires herself.
Regardless of the rumors, or perhaps even in spite of them, your desirability only continued to climb, proportional to the numbers that were conspiring on ways to get into your pants.
All of which brings you to the moment right now.
You stepped out of your home, stretching your arms with a big smile on your face. You took a deep breath.held it, then exhaled through your nose in a relaxed sigh.
A single butterfly fluttered along the breeze. flapping along in loops in turns before it came to rest on your outstretched finger. "Hello there, little friend. Nice weather we're having, isn't it?"
The dainty insect seemed to regard you for a long moment, almost as if it understood your words, then flapped its wings, taking off to who knows where.
You rolled your neck and cracked your knuckles, before letting out a deep sigh.
My public awaits. you thought to yourself.
~~~~~
Far away, in another part of the forest, a lone butterfly flapped its wings. making a beeline for a grove of trees in the far distance.
It was not looking for any nectar, nor a place to rest its weary wings. No, it was returning to rhe one who had called to it, sending her voice over the airy breeze.
The butterfly drew near an ancient oak tree, the tallest and oldest of its brothers standing tall above the hilly countryside.
It circled the tree once, then twice looking for something before a soft voice called out to it.
A silhouette of an outstretched wing poked out from underneath the shady branches, offering the perfect spot for the insect to stop and perch.
The agitated insect did just that and began working its antennae around in circular motions.
The owner of the wing seemed to be just as excited, as a river of words rapidly fell out of her mouth.
"Did you see him? What did you learn?"
"..."
"Tell me everything."
~~~~~~~~~~~
***
When you approached the bakery, you pushed in the salon-like doors and entered to the stablishment. Filled with ponies, mostly mares of all kinds and sizes and colors most 'didn't' noticed you entering the place (You did noticed them glancing at you) mostly taking the orders as well chatting among each other but those that did came to stare at you, some with want and licking their lips, fantasizing whatever sexual action they had with you within their heads, some whispering and murmuring with one another, confessing some secrets and desire but ultimately being unable to do it, for Mrs Cake being the possible 'secretive' lead herdmare of your 'herd.'
You chuckled, there was not such thing happening although you secretly wanted them to try and ask only to see their speechless reaction after being told an simply 'you want my foals? Ok.' However, you simply keep things relatively silent and waited instead. You simply went on, going to the counter to see Mrs Cake herself as cashier which made you dread a bit. Normally, you go further and get into the kitchen where you find her doing mostly of the baking job, you often help her first to lift some of the work off her but her being the cashier only can be one thing.
Carrot and Pinkie were back.
Alarm bells sounded in your head, and cool sweat began to collect on the back of neck.
Carrot was back, after you had just slept with his wife.
All of your instincts were telling you to get out of there, to take the coward's way out, to hjghtail it out of there and never come back and try to make it in another town.
You could pretend to be a completely different human than the one from Ponyville and start anew some place far away.
You had no way of knowing how he would react, and that scared you. He didn't seem like the violent sort, but with creatures of enhanced strength there was no way of telling.
You clenched your fists, put your head down and sighed deeply. You brought this upon yourself, and this is your responsibility. If a beatings what's coming to you then by God you're going to take it like a man.
Before you could even take two steps further however a vibrating blur of hot pink and baby blues appeared in front of you from seemingly out of nowhere.
Inhale
You involuntarily cringed and prepared yourself mentally for her no doubt well-practiced Welcome to Ponyville speech, where she would launch off into a long=winded spiel about how you're the only human and how amazing it is that you're the only human, and it's so special that she's going to have to throw you a special human themed party and—
Pinkie pushed her hoof and pushed her hoof directly into your schnoz. "Boop."
She then flashed you one of her signature bright grins and bounced back into the kitchen without saying another word.
You rubbed at your nose with your palm. Oookay you were expecting a lot of things but you were not expecting that.All at once the dark clouds surrounding you dissipated, and you felt a small smile grow on your lips.
Yeah, you're going to be alright. Pinkie believes in you.
How it is continued?
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June 2, 2023
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