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(FR) Caekferts - One Shot

By: FlutterPriest on Sep 19th, 2013  |  syntax: None  |  size: 3.96 KB  |  hits: 124  |  expires: Never
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  1. here is the inspiration. Enjoy: http://www.cakefarter.com/
  2.  
  3. >You are Anon.
  4. >Today is the day that you complete your masterpiece.
  5. >Your whole life has led to this very moment.
  6. >Ingredients were chosen with the greatest care.
  7. >Varying temperatures and cooking times have been tested for months.
  8. >Today is the day that you create the greatest chocolate cake in Equestria.
  9. >It would have been a difficult task to spend all of your time practicing cooking, but luckily you have a job at Sugarcube Corner.
  10. >Every day you got to create amazing delicacies and pastries for the town of Ponyville to enjoy.
  11. >The ponies couldn't get enough of your cooking, and you were working on an entry for the National Dessert Competition in Canterlot.
  12. >It's a simple cake, only three tiers, with fudge frosting in the middle.
  13. >The bottom and top layers were a smooth milk chocolate cake while the middle layer was loaded with devilish dark chocolate.
  14. >Preparing your heavy cream frosting that also has a strong dose of chocolate infused with it, a terrifying thought occurs to you.
  15. >She hasn't disturbed your work today.
  16. >Scanning the kitchen, you look for any sign of the pink menace.
  17. >Nothing must disturb the master plan.
  18. >Pouring your frosting into a plastic bag, you cut off an end and begin to spread the frosting.
  19. >Slowly spreading the frosting over the cake, you take delicate care to insure that each knife stroke left an even pattern on the cake.
  20. >After a solid thick coating, you turn around to throw away the excess frosting.
  21. "Finally."
  22. >Turning around, Ponka is directly in your face and giving you her signature bedroom eyes.
  23. >Not this fetish shit.
  24. >Not today.
  25. "Get out of the fucking kitchen Pinkie. I'm doing something important."
  26. >"So am I Nonny..."
  27. >She walks slowly around the cake, inspecting it carefully.
  28. >"This looks delicious Nonny..."
  29. "Don't you fucking touch it."
  30. >"I really like the love and dedication you put into spreading the frosting..."
  31. >You stare bullets at her.
  32. >She turns and stares at you with a burning lust in her eyes.
  33. >"But you know what I like the most?"
  34. >Grinding your teeth, you stare at the one person you can't do anything to.
  35. >The cakes would fire you if you threw her out of a window again.
  36. >You just had to take it.
  37. >Raising her hoof, she takes some of the frosting and licks it off her hoof.
  38. >"Cake farts."
  39. >What?
  40. "What?"
  41. >"Hehe... you'll see."
  42. >She slowly walks around the table one more time, as if stalking her prey.
  43. >Getting up on the table, Pinkie presents her flank to you.
  44. "Are you done yet? Don't fucking hurt my baby. I'll stab you."
  45. >She giggles and slowly lowers her flank down to the cake.
  46. "Don't you fucking dare."
  47. >It comes dangerously close to the frosting.
  48. >A single drip of sweat slowly runs down your face.
  49. >Pinkie closes her eyes and holds her breath.
  50. >"PPPPLLLLLLBBBTTTTTTTTTTTHHHH"
  51. >Your jaw drops.
  52. >Pinkie just farted on everything in this world that gave your life meaning.
  53. >She plows her flank deep into the cake, and releases another long wet fart into your pride and joy.
  54. >You feel your grip on reality slowly slipping into the void.
  55. >Why would she do this?
  56. >She slowly lifts her flank to you, presenting her chocolate frosting covered asshole and marehood.
  57. >"You like this Nonny?"
  58. >You see her asshole pucker, and drops another bomb directly at you.
  59. >For the love of god, don't throw up.
  60. >Your cake, no, the mass formerly known as a cake, is in shambles.
  61. >Pinkies face turns red, and she gasps for air.
  62. >With one final push, she begins to let out the loudest and wettest fart that you have ever heard.
  63. >All you can do is stand and watch in pure shock.
  64. >When she has completed the deed, she hops down off the table and rubs her hoof up and down your leg.
  65. >"Are cake farts your fetish Nonny?"
  66. >You stare at the demented mare.
  67. >Finally, something inside of you snaps, and a smile crawls across your face.
  68. >Well, looks like the lawyer is going to have to try and plead for temporary insanity.
  69. >All because of,
  70. >Fucking Cake Farts.