"Hot damn!" You exclaimed in your mind as you followed the Amazonian mother around, it wasn't much around the place itself wasn't as big as it seemed to be on the outside, but rather, she was showing which part you shall work on; apparently, they agreed to host as long you worked for them too, or rather for her as her husband, Carrot, wasn't here in the establishment, neither does Pinkie for what you could gather, (which was a bit of a disappointment) or her son, which isn't a foal in this reality but rather a grown colt, likely around the CMC age for what you can guess, she didn't specify where he is gone, Mrs. Cake went immediately to show you place.
Talking about her...
The anthro mare herself was around Twilight's height, but unlike her; she was bigger than the recently ascended Alicorn in particular, and yet notable areas; she does sport quite wide hips, amazing jiggling buttocks, and thick thighs that complements it which was understandable since she was a mother and already bit on the chub side, however, the bust side was roughly the same- wait, no, they were almost like a cup larger or so, you couldn't tell given that she too was wearing clothes, which wasn't much to say; tight short black pant hugging those jiggling, buttstock of hers, and the upper parts of her thighs nicely. She wasn't wearing anything to cover her chest (which you were sure that they were rather large than Twilight as well as some of the amazons you saw while walking) other than just a lacy, pink bra covered by her usual yellow apron.
Seeing Twilight and then the mare before you reminded you why you had chosen this kind of world; you're not only here because you only wanted some lessons from the Alicorn but also get some sweet anthro mini-giantess tail, and boy! You were given a treat with the eye candy; the only real drawback was how to approach this - Twilight was doable, but Mrs. Cake was risky since she's taken.
"Or is the other way around?" Since you were in an amazon world, you wondered that being in a matriarchal society means that she is the one that charmed the Stallion, which was likely an easy task. Though if it wasn't, she didn't accept no as an answer if what you saw and heard from the Alicorn of Magic was of any indication. Still, you don't know if it will be okay to... "interfere."
With any other version of Equestria, that would've been unthinkable; but it was drastically different here, with the genders norms being switched over for obvious reasons, and given how "welcoming" the town's populace was to you, sex was pretty open in this version of Equestria, the few that were "calling" you, some looked as if they were "taken" as well.
"I think I saw Cookie Crumbles and Spoiled Rich there. Yeah, come to think of it, I saw them flaunting their big tits at me." You grinned lecherously; if it's like that and there isn't any problem, you won't mind going on a sexual rampage around here, perhaps impregnating the milfs first and-
"Ahem!" You stopped your musing only to notice the blue mare looking down at you, hands on her hips, seemly waiting for you to say something. "Did you get anything I said?"
Oh...
Oops...
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"Ahh! Yes, Yes I did, Ma'am." Mrs. Cake resisted the urge to roll her eyes. It was like talking to Pound all over again, albeit he was distracted over something else rather than making plans to visit Button's Smash and play games.
No, she was the distraction.
"Well, isn't that a surprise." She thought in amusement. She's a humble mare, but even she knows that she still has it. But it also proves that she didn't lie; stallions and colts are just as lustful as any mare and filly, but - of course - they are discouraged to take offers of random mares from the streets; that is true mainly to colts as well as foreigners when coming to the town, at least, to those that received the warning. Ponyville has a notorious reputation for big, ravenous mares; it's the principal reason why they have few males living here. Half of them living here, including Carrot, were foreigners who came to the town for whatever reason; and took the bait laid before them, some on purpose, like her herd-husband. Some unwittingly who didn't know any better.
Those born here had their fate already decided, some even before leaving the womb.
Pinkie once laid the same trap on a male; she couldn't remember his name - the only thing she could remember from him was that he was a yellow and brown stallion and was a big fan of the resident party pony and seemed to emulate her in every aspect but received a hard case of never meeting your heroes. Not that Pinkie was a bad mare, far from it, she was one of the sweetest mares in the town, but as much of a clutz Pinkie may seem and act, she's a quick learner and did learn a lot from her when she started living in Sugarcube Corner, she could even remember some of the colt's words all too vividly when he crawled out of her room one night.
"I-I'm sorry, it just.. the spirit is willing, but the flesh is soft and bruised.."
And then he departed.
Pinkie laughed at that. She told her that he referred to something she once saw one day and even recited it word by word. When asked about it, she didn't say anything but somehow produced some bells of different sizes from her mane and made a melody through them.
Anyway...
"Don't be distracted too often, daerie. I know this seems forced onto you on your first day in the town, but I need you to remain focused while working here. After all, you'll be living here until Twilight gets a room ready for you, and I don't want to deal with freeloaders in the building; this is a bakery, not a hotel." He nods.
"I know. I'm sorry, ma'am. It won't happen again."
"Good! Now follow me; I'll show you where you'll be sleeping." She says as she guides him to the upper floor. She couldn't help but chuckle silently at the feeling of his gaze burning hot on her flanks as they moved upstairs.
She was flattered by that look; it might have passed sometime now, but she was still confident in her figure. Sure, a couple of foals and working in her bakery made her a bit chub over the years, but she was still one of the largest mares in the village, and seeing him so flustered due to her made her want to tease and further push the dear to the edge, make the male make a move on her and then 'trap' him, but went against it, she wasn't like that anymore.
She hoped her daughter follows the same path with this arranged herd; Pumpkin might hide it, but she has the same eyes and drive when she was younger, and her being a unicorn only amplifies said drive.
"Then again, he is a mage. He should be able to keep up with her-"
"Gasp! You're here!"
"Talking about her.."
"Ah, you're awake! Pumpkin, I want you to meet our new tenant who will be helping around while your father, brother, and Pinkie are away, Anon. Anon, meet one of my children, and only daughter; Pumpkin Cake-"
She didn't finish the sentences as the filly rightly teleported right in front of the male and glomped him.
Talking about her...
The anthro mare herself was around Twilight's height, but unlike her; she was bigger than the recently ascended Alicorn in particular, and yet notable areas; she does sport quite wide hips, amazing jiggling buttocks, and thick thighs that complements it which was understandable since she was a mother and already bit on the chub side, however, the bust side was roughly the same- wait, no, they were almost like a cup larger or so, you couldn't tell given that she too was wearing clothes, which wasn't much to say; tight short black pant hugging those jiggling, buttstock of hers, and the upper parts of her thighs nicely. She wasn't wearing anything to cover her chest (which you were sure that they were rather large than Twilight as well as some of the amazons you saw while walking) other than just a lacy, pink bra covered by her usual yellow apron.
Seeing Twilight and then the mare before you reminded you why you had chosen this kind of world; you're not only here because you only wanted some lessons from the Alicorn but also get some sweet anthro mini-giantess tail, and boy! You were given a treat with the eye candy; the only real drawback was how to approach this - Twilight was doable, but Mrs. Cake was risky since she's taken.
"Or is the other way around?" Since you were in an amazon world, you wondered that being in a matriarchal society means that she is the one that charmed the Stallion, which was likely an easy task. Though if it wasn't, she didn't accept no as an answer if what you saw and heard from the Alicorn of Magic was of any indication. Still, you don't know if it will be okay to... "interfere."
With any other version of Equestria, that would've been unthinkable; but it was drastically different here, with the genders norms being switched over for obvious reasons, and given how "welcoming" the town's populace was to you, sex was pretty open in this version of Equestria, the few that were "calling" you, some looked as if they were "taken" as well.
"I think I saw Cookie Crumbles and Spoiled Rich there. Yeah, come to think of it, I saw them flaunting their big tits at me." You grinned lecherously; if it's like that and there isn't any problem, you won't mind going on a sexual rampage around here, perhaps impregnating the milfs first and-
"Ahem!" You stopped your musing only to notice the blue mare looking down at you, hands on her hips, seemly waiting for you to say something. "Did you get anything I said?"
Oh...
Oops...
+++
"Ahh! Yes, Yes I did, Ma'am." Mrs. Cake resisted the urge to roll her eyes. It was like talking to Pound all over again, albeit he was distracted over something else rather than making plans to visit Button's Smash and play games.
No, she was the distraction.
"Well, isn't that a surprise." She thought in amusement. She's a humble mare, but even she knows that she still has it. But it also proves that she didn't lie; stallions and colts are just as lustful as any mare and filly, but - of course - they are discouraged to take offers of random mares from the streets; that is true mainly to colts as well as foreigners when coming to the town, at least, to those that received the warning. Ponyville has a notorious reputation for big, ravenous mares; it's the principal reason why they have few males living here. Half of them living here, including Carrot, were foreigners who came to the town for whatever reason; and took the bait laid before them, some on purpose, like her herd-husband. Some unwittingly who didn't know any better.
Those born here had their fate already decided, some even before leaving the womb.
Pinkie once laid the same trap on a male; she couldn't remember his name - the only thing she could remember from him was that he was a yellow and brown stallion and was a big fan of the resident party pony and seemed to emulate her in every aspect but received a hard case of never meeting your heroes. Not that Pinkie was a bad mare, far from it, she was one of the sweetest mares in the town, but as much of a clutz Pinkie may seem and act, she's a quick learner and did learn a lot from her when she started living in Sugarcube Corner, she could even remember some of the colt's words all too vividly when he crawled out of her room one night.
"I-I'm sorry, it just.. the spirit is willing, but the flesh is soft and bruised.."
And then he departed.
Pinkie laughed at that. She told her that he referred to something she once saw one day and even recited it word by word. When asked about it, she didn't say anything but somehow produced some bells of different sizes from her mane and made a melody through them.
Anyway...
"Don't be distracted too often, daerie. I know this seems forced onto you on your first day in the town, but I need you to remain focused while working here. After all, you'll be living here until Twilight gets a room ready for you, and I don't want to deal with freeloaders in the building; this is a bakery, not a hotel." He nods.
"I know. I'm sorry, ma'am. It won't happen again."
"Good! Now follow me; I'll show you where you'll be sleeping." She says as she guides him to the upper floor. She couldn't help but chuckle silently at the feeling of his gaze burning hot on her flanks as they moved upstairs.
She was flattered by that look; it might have passed sometime now, but she was still confident in her figure. Sure, a couple of foals and working in her bakery made her a bit chub over the years, but she was still one of the largest mares in the village, and seeing him so flustered due to her made her want to tease and further push the dear to the edge, make the male make a move on her and then 'trap' him, but went against it, she wasn't like that anymore.
She hoped her daughter follows the same path with this arranged herd; Pumpkin might hide it, but she has the same eyes and drive when she was younger, and her being a unicorn only amplifies said drive.
"Then again, he is a mage. He should be able to keep up with her-"
"Gasp! You're here!"
"Talking about her.."
"Ah, you're awake! Pumpkin, I want you to meet our new tenant who will be helping around while your father, brother, and Pinkie are away, Anon. Anon, meet one of my children, and only daughter; Pumpkin Cake-"
She didn't finish the sentences as the filly rightly teleported right in front of the male and glomped him.
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June 2, 2023
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