Equestrian Knights Ch 9. Give Me Light!

Said gilda as she kept tossing the stone and catching it over and over again, forcing poor mr. cake to cry out each time.after the umpteenth time, mr. cake had had it. so immediately after shouting doom, he yelled, "stop it, you bitch!"

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Guys Night Out

I asked while starting to notice that the doc and mr. cake had wandered over to see what was happening on the screen.

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Pinkie's Punishment

The door to sugar cube corner jingled open again as mr. cake stepped in with his daughter pumpkin cake, the pair smiling as they were greeted by mrs. cake and pound cake. "hello dear," mr. cake said as he nuzzled his wife's cheek, "how was your day?"

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Once a Year

mr. cake replied before walking through the twin swinging doors to the kitchen. moments later, the swinging doors opened. but to my surprise, it was not mr. cake who emerged, but pinkie pie. "morning, pinkie!" i said with a wave.

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Helpful Dis(Ex)tractions

"it's okay mr. cake," she said enthusiastically. "i'm just taking over for a few days while we get some fresh staff." mr cake's smile returned his eyes moving back to her face, "oh, okay then, so how do you want to...?" he trailed off. 

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Saving the ponies Chapter 2: I'm falling for you!

mr. cake greeted him at the door. "hello spike, here for a treat?" mr. cake asked. "not today, mr. cake. i need to see pinky pie, there's an emergency." spike answered. "i'll go get her." "no need, mr. cake, i'm right here." pinky pie said.

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The Candy Store

"mr and mr's cake run sugarcube corner. i mean, i love baking cakes and cupcakes and sugar and icing and everything, but mr and mr's cake can bake soooo much better than i can!" she corrected with an earnest nod.

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AN OFFER SHE COULDN'T REFUSE...

mr. cake's member and her marehood began to gush its juices all over mr. cake's cock. mrs.

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Helpful Ex(dis)tractions: (Un)Familiar Encounters

\>_ with that overwhelming, deeply-imbedded urge of impregnating a mare flowing through his mind, mr. cake

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Pinkie Pie's Lucky Thirteen

mr cake blushed and stammered as pinkie trotted into the back room of sugarcube corner just as he had his wife pressed up against the counter upon which she had been making a batch of her world-famous chiffon swirl cupcakes.

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MLP:FiM: Chapture 1: Washing into town

mr. cake added. "hm, really? sounds perfect for the job then. i couldn't plan a party." replied wash. "and she lives in the cup cakes? sounds fitting now that i say it.".

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