07:36CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You are Mrs Cake
07:36CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Right now, you're working the cash register at Sugercube Corenr
07:36CaptainMoneybagsModerator: Corner*
07:37SnowglobeModerator: Aaaaaaand, just like that, I have a request for Jargon.
07:37CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Customers come and go
07:37CaptainMoneybagsModerator: Oh?
07:37CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >All in all, it's busy, but not overly so
07:37SnowglobeModerator: The Cakes running a funeral home.
07:37SnowglobeModerator: Sugarcube Coroner.
07:37CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You might even have the time to do something other than just serving
07:37CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
07:38SnowglobeModerator: >work even harder; clean the store and crap
07:38CaptainMoneybagsModerator: gib input first com- okay
07:38CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You decide to double up on your work effort, cleaning bits of the store whenever you can
07:38CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >The effort pays off, especially when that dear girl Pinkie starts to help out
07:39CaptainMoneybagsModerator: Is it strange that I envision the relationship between Pinkie and the Cakes as the-daughter-they-never-had(up until now)?
07:39CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
07:39SnowglobeModerator: Not strange at all.
07:40SnowglobeModerator: >give loving kiss on cheek
07:40CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You give Pinkie a loving kiss on her cheek as thanks for helping her out
07:40CaptainMoneybagsModerator: should I use dice for this?
07:40CaptainMoneybagsModerator: first come first srve
07:40SnowglobeModerator: Yes.
07:41CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Pinkie giggles and blushes softly in response
07:41CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Aww, Mrs. Cake! Not in front of the customers!"
07:41CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >She then quickly looks left and right before leaning in
07:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"I love you too, Mrs Cake!"
07:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"And Mr. Cake! Hi Mr. Cake!"
07:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >That Pinkie~
07:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do
07:42RockosPostmodernLife: Figure out when work ends
07:44CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >When the customers do
07:44CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >wat do?
07:44RockosPostmodernLife: >Handle all the customers as quickly as possible
07:45RockosPostmodernLife: >While still maintaining quality of service
07:46CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >When most of the store is clean, and Pinkie has agreed to take care of the rest, you quickly head back to the register to take over for your husband
07:46CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You make little haste, but as much as you can without showing it to your customers
07:46CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Which isn't a lot
07:46CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Also it
07:46CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >also it's lunch rush
07:47CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >But, about half an hour later, no more ponies are waiting to order, instead enjoying their meal or leaving
07:47CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
07:48CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >boot regret.exe
07:49RockosPostmodernLife: kek
07:49SnowglobeModerator: You...you don't wanna lewd, Dosh?
07:49RockosPostmodernLife: It's okay if you don't want to lewd.
07:49CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You quickly gather Pinkie and
07:49CaptainMoneybagsModerator: uh
07:49CaptainMoneybagsModerator: carrot?
07:49RockosPostmodernLife: We can do something else.
07:49SnowglobeModerator: Yes.
07:49RockosPostmodernLife: Carrot Cake is Mr Cake.
07:49SnowglobeModerator: To both.
07:49SnowglobeModerator: We can do something else, and his name is totally Carrot.
07:49CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You quickly gather Pinkie and Carrot close to you
07:49CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Hey, it's not too busy now, how about we put on a... Show~?"
07:50CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Your husband is silent for a few seconds, his eyes drifting between you and Pinkie
07:50CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Is it... Is it really okay?"
07:50CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Pinkie, however, is already bouncing in anticipation
07:51CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"I love shows! Also putting on shows! What kind of show? A magic show? I know a pony who's really good ith magic shows! She was kinda mean but I think she's okay now, but I don't know where she is so I can't invite her but I know a few magic tricks!"
07:51CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
07:52RockosPostmodernLife: Whisper into Pinkie's ear what kind of show we have in mind.
07:52CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Um..."
07:52SnowglobeModerator: >Tell Carrot we've come to think of Pinkie as his second wife. Of course it's okay.
07:52CaptainMoneybagsModerator: sorry, first come first serve buddy
07:52SnowglobeModerator: Aw,
07:52CaptainMoneybagsModerator: type it out already for thext what do ;)
07:53CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You lean over to Pinkie, and whisper her what you have in mind
07:53CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"But... In public? With you two?"
07:54CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Her face goes beet red as you tell her, but when you pull back, she's biting her lower lip
07:54CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Do I need to set up a stage?"
07:54CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
07:54SnowglobeModerator: >"If you'd like."
07:55CaptainMoneybagsModerator: what, not comforting our hubby?
07:55SnowglobeModerator: We can do that while she sets up.
07:55RockosPostmodernLife: Assure hubby that it's ok, like Snow said earlier
07:56CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >She just nods, before walking - not zooming - off, and setting a small stage ready. No lights, no mics, just a few pillows and a very suspicious-looking chest on the side
07:56CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >wat do?
07:56CaptainMoneybagsModerator: NOW'S YOUR CHANCE!
07:56SnowglobeModerator: >Tell Carrot we've come to think of Pinkie as his second wife. Of course it's okay.
07:57CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >While Pinkie gets the stage ready, you wrap a hoof around your husband
07:58CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Of course it's okay, darling. I've come to think of her as your second wife more than anything, so even if you want to take her for a quick run during work like we do... It's all fine~"
07:58CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >He swallows, but nods, wiping the sweat off his brow
07:58CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"W-wow, um... Lucky me..?"
07:58CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
07:59RockosPostmodernLife: Ask if he's actually okay with it
07:59SnowglobeModerator: Yeah.
07:59SnowglobeModerator: He seems nervous.
08:00CaptainMoneybagsModerator: i rolled a 13 but okay
08:01CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Are you really okay with it? You seem nervous..."
08:01CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >He shakes his head and turns to look at you
08:02CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Huh? What? Oh, no, I'm not nervous! Well, okay, I'm gonna have a threesome in front of a crowd, but, wow... That you're giving me this! I mean look at her, is Pinkie okay with it?"
08:02CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >wat do?
08:02RockosPostmodernLife: Ask Pinkie if she's okay
08:02RockosPostmodernLife: with it
08:05CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Pinkie just then returns from setting up the stage
08:05CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Perfect
08:05CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Um, Pinkie?"
08:05CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Hm?"
08:06CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Say, are you okay with... I was just telling Carrot that I see you as sort of his second wife, and that it's okay if you and him want to do it together, but are you okay with it?"
08:06CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Totally! Otherwise I wouldn't have set up the stage!"
08:06CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Pinkie
08:07CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "No, I mean, after this."
08:07CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Ooooh! But that's even better! We can have so much fun, the three of us! Maybe I can help you finally get those foals!"
08:07CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Seems like a yes
08:07CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
08:08SnowglobeModerator: >Tell her we'd love for that to happen.
08:09CaptainMoneybagsModerator: https://derpibooru.org/30940?scope=scpe59588156738225050c4c9fe245037d0f0eeb8bf9 excuse the anthro
08:09SnowglobeModerator: Heh.
08:09CaptainMoneybagsModerator: also excuse whatever is going on with both racks
08:10CaptainMoneybagsModerator: wait no I think I figure Pinkie's boobs out
08:10CaptainMoneybagsModerator: anyway
08:10CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You tell her you'd love for that to happen
08:10CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do
08:11SnowglobeModerator: >Go on stage and announce the start of the show
08:11RockosPostmodernLife: Draw curtains, then go up on stage and make announcement to guests
08:12CaptainMoneybagsModerator: ahaha 2late
08:12CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You urge Pinkie and Carrot on the back of the stage while you take the front
08:12CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Fillies and Gentlecolts! wordswordswordswordswords"
08:13CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >>implying your customers came here to see Pinkie get fucked by another stallion
08:13CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Exactly 4 ponies remain in the store to watch
08:13CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
08:14RockosPostmodernLife: Determine genders of remaining customers
08:14SnowglobeModerator: Oh boy
08:14CaptainMoneybagsModerator: that's three stallions and one mare
08:14CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >wat do?
08:15SnowglobeModerator: >Engage three-way. Carrot-on-Ponk with us assisting.
08:17CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >you ease Pinkie on her back, and your husband on top of her, while making sure the audience can see
08:18CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Carrot is raring to go, and eagerly pushes forward
08:22CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Pinkie responds by grabbing her mane and biting down on it
08:22CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Hard
08:23CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You quickly see why, too
08:23RockosPostmodernLife: >Remember whether or not Pinkie was a virgin before this moment
08:23SnowglobeModerator: Oh dang
08:23CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >A thin trickle of blood escapes her opening, along with the regular juices
08:23CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Aside from the pain and the tears, she's still smiling, so she doesn;t seem to mind
08:24SnowglobeModerator: >publicly giving her virginity to a stallion who is married to someone other than her
08:24SnowglobeModerator: Oh goodness that tickles polyamorous fancy.
08:24SnowglobeModerator: *my polyamorous fancy
08:27CaptainMoneybagsModerator: I bet it does, doesn;t it~?
08:27CaptainMoneybagsModerator: anyway
08:27CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >the audience either can't see it or don't acknowledge it
08:27CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Given the distance, you suspect the first
08:27CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Either way, they're enjoying
08:28CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Except for one stallion
08:28CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Turns out he didn't stay for the show after all
08:28CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >He just wanted to finish his lunch
08:28CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Bye stallion
08:28RockosPostmodernLife: kee
08:28CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >What do?
08:28RandomGuy: sup
08:28RockosPostmodernLife: Comfort Pinkie, then nibble on Carrot's ear
08:28RockosPostmodernLife: Also hi Rand
08:28SnowglobeModerator: Hey Rando
08:29RandomGuy: Whatchoo doin
08:30SnowglobeModerator: Lewds.
08:31CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You gently stroke Pinkie's mane, making shushing sounds
08:31CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"It's alright, Pinkie, he'll be gentle with you. Right, darling?"
08:31CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Gentle? Why would I be-"
08:31CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Carrot looks down, and quickly draws the same conclusion as you
08:31CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Oh. Yeah, I'll be gentle."
08:32CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Is what his mouth says, but his dick gives a hard throb in response to the discovery
08:32CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >While Carrot gets to slowly doing that Pink mare, you move to nibble on his ear
08:32CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"P-please, darling... You know I don't... Don't like that..."
08:33CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >His breathing tells you the opposite
08:33CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Every time~
08:33CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >From the crowd, a stallion calls out
08:33CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Gentle? What is this? I want a show!"
08:33CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
08:34SnowglobeModerator: >tell him he'll have his fill when *we* get serviced then
08:35CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You tell him that
08:35CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >he leaves
08:35CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Bye stallion
08:35CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >What do?
08:35RockosPostmodernLife: One stallion and one mare left in the audience. Hrm...
08:35CaptainMoneybagsModerator: i said what do faget
08:35RockosPostmodernLife: I'm thinking, asshole
08:35SnowglobeModerator: >Ask them if they'd like to sit closer; they have the house to themselves
08:36SnowglobeModerator: >like, way closer
08:36CaptainMoneybagsModerator: ʇǝƃɐɟ uʍop-ǝpᴉsdn
08:36CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You look over at the remaining audience
08:36CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Just one stallion left
08:36CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Strange
08:36CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You could've sworn there- oh
08:37CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >The tail swishing out from under his table says enough
08:37CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Hey, don't you two want to enjoy from closer up? Or you at least, since the mare seems busy~"
08:37CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Erm..."
08:37CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >The stallion looks down for a second
08:38CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Sure, I guess"
08:38CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Not much longer, he's sitting pretty damn close to the stage
08:38CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >The mare just went back to what she was doing, despite his (extremely few) protests
08:38CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >mor like protest
08:38CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >What do?
08:39SnowglobeModerator: >make out with husband, followed by pank
08:39CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You turn back to the fucking couple behind you
08:40CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You'd make out with them, but
08:40CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Well, they're already doing just that
08:40CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You should've known, carrot is prone to doing that during misionary
08:40CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >What do?
08:40SnowglobeModerator: >wait for turn to make out with one, then the other, while revealing dripping marehood to audience
08:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: the dice are pretty bent on not letting Mrs Cake taste tongue
08:42SnowglobeModerator: Dang.
08:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Even so, you do make sure you to show your dripping plot to the audience
08:42SnowglobeModerator: Then I guess we'll wait a little while, huh?
08:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Earns you a whistle~
08:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >what do?
08:43SnowglobeModerator: >massage/caress hubby while encouraging verbally
08:44CaptainMoneybagsModerator: muh fetish
08:44RockosPostmodernLife: >Ask Pinkie whether she wants Carrot to pull out before he finishes
08:44CaptainMoneybagsModerator: 2L8
08:44SnowglobeModerator: I'm sure Carrot will remember to do that.
08:44CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You softly stroke Carrot's back, smiling down on him and Pinkie
08:45CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You give him all sorts of verbal encouragement, how he's doing great so far, how the audience is loving it, how Pinkie's ears are pressed flat to her head, ect.
08:45CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >It works, he's steadily going harder on the lucky mare~
08:46CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Who, in turns, starts moaning more, eventually breaking the kiss for breath
08:46CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >What do?
08:47SnowglobeModerator: >switch to encouraging pank; ask about where he should cum
08:48CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You steal a kiss from your husband while turning to Pinkie
08:48CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "So how are you holding up~?"
08:49CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"A-Amazing! It hurt at f... first, but it j-just gets b-better with everyyyaah! Do that again!"
08:50CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >It takes her a few seconds to get her attention back to you
08:50CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"A-Am I doing it right?"
08:50SnowglobeModerator: daw
08:50CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Oh Pinkie, you're doing amazing, look at him, the crowd is adoring it, arch your back a little, ect. ect.
08:51CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >After a short while of tips and encouragement, you decide to just ask it
08:51CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"So where do you want him to finish?"
08:51CaptainMoneybagsModerator: oops
08:51CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "So where do you want him to finish?"
08:51CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"I-Inside of course! Where else?"
08:52CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >What do?
08:52SnowglobeModerator: >Ask if she's sure. She might give us those foals a little early that way.
08:52SnowglobeModerator: Not that that wouldn't, you know, be super hot.
08:53CaptainMoneybagsModerator: heh, you
08:53CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You inform her of the dangers/hotness of her having foals from this
08:53SnowglobeModerator: heh
08:53CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Foals? Oh, no, that's fine! Today is a 100% safe!"
08:53CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >What do?
08:53RockosPostmodernLife: Give Carrot the all clear
08:55CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >He heard it, you ʇǝƃɐɟ uʍop-ǝpᴉsdn
08:55CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
08:55SnowglobeModerator: >Tell Carrot to make sure he saves some for us; this show needs two acts
08:57CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You turn your attention to your husband again
08:57CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >He's barely holding up already
08:58CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Seeing you two like this is getting me so worked up~ Save some for me, alright?"
08:58CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >He just nods, not stopping his plowing of the pink mare
08:58CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >tingeling bell noises
08:59CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You turn t the front door, seeing a token prismatic mare making her entrance
08:59CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Yo, Pi-"
08:59CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >What do?
08:59SnowglobeModerator: >Take her order like nothing out of the ordinary is happening
09:00CaptainMoneybagsModerator: does that mean leaving the stage? Either can answer
09:00SnowglobeModerator: Rock? Dont' wanna hog it.
09:00SnowglobeModerator: *Don't
09:00CaptainMoneybagsModerator: how sweet of you
09:01RockosPostmodernLife: Oh, uh... Yeah, take her order from the stage, get off the stage if necessary to fulfil it
09:01CaptainMoneybagsModerator: RocketGlobe OTP
09:01CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You turn to her, waving at the mare
09:01CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Hi, Rainbow Dash! Can I take your order?"
09:01CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >She doesn;t react
09:02CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >She's just staring, slack-jawed, her wings slowly spreading open, either to get ready to dash back out, or because the wingboner is apparently a thing
09:02CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
09:03RockosPostmodernLife: Tell her she's free to stay and watch the show if she wants.
09:06CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Oh, you can also just stay and watch instead~"
09:06CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Rainbow Dash does not respond
09:06CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Mouth and eyes open, she wordlessly walks through the store and takes a seat
09:06CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Damn, she soaked
09:06CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Wat do?
09:06SnowglobeModerator: >Kiss Pink as Carrot orgasms
09:16CaptainMoneybagsModerator: aight back
09:16CaptainMoneybagsModerator: sorry for that
09:16CaptainMoneybagsModerator: pc reboot
09:18CaptainMoneybagsModerator: anyway
09:18CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You dismiss Rainbow for now
09:18CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Seems like there's a climax coming~
09:18CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You move over to the other side of the couple, to give the audience an unhindered view
09:19CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >The moment Carrot's ear starts twitching like it always does, you lean in and kiss Pinkie
09:19CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >she kisses back, and fierce, too
09:19CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >She holds you with both hooves, moaning into your mouth as she gets filled up with your husband's sperm
09:19CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >wat do~?
09:20RockosPostmodernLife: Let the two of them recover, then introduce the second act
09:23CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You pull back, letting Carrot roll off the pink mess, while annoucning the second act
09:24CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >After that, you turn to your dear husband, ready to punsih him for cheating~
09:24CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Except he's limp as a dead fish
09:24CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >wat do?
09:24SnowglobeModerator: >Ask how Pank feels about a little mare-on-mare while we wait for him
09:27CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You then turn to Pinkie, putting on your sultriest look
09:27CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You know what?
09:27CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Maybe you should let her be
09:27CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >She's just a panting mess at this point, even her mane seems less poofy
09:27CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >What do?
09:28RockosPostmodernLife: Announce a 5 to 10 minute intermission and offer food at 20% off
09:29SnowglobeModerator: Yes. Be the Mr. Krabs.
09:29CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >well that seems to work
09:30CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >The stallion is only in need of a glass of water, and the mare he's with orders the same, and a two-pony pile of shortbread cookies
09:31CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Rainbow Dash finally wakes up from her stupoer
09:31CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"So, er, yeah... Um, I wanted to ask Pinkie if the cupcakes for Spike's birthday are done yet? Since it starts in twenty minutes and all...
09:31CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "
09:31CaptainMoneybagsModerator: wat dew
09:32RockosPostmodernLife: Remember that Panka did those earlier, and put them in the fridge
09:34CaptainMoneybagsModerator: why did I roll for thar
09:34CaptainMoneybagsModerator: that*
09:34CaptainMoneybagsModerator: also, >not warning panka
09:35SnowglobeModerator: Oh man, she's not gonna wanna miss that.
09:35CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >You ask her for a minute, and walk into the kitchen, locate the gem and normal cupcakes, and hand them over to Rainbow
09:35CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "I assume this is off the bill?"
09:35CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"Uh... I guess? It always is with her, so, um... Yeah."
09:35CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >What do?
09:36SnowglobeModerator: >Tell Panko to clean herself up for Spike's party
09:38CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >With that taken care of, you trot over to Penke Pey
09:38CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Pinkie,, dear, I just heard you have a party!"
09:38CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Pinkie responds by jumping up, landing, rubbing her sore cooch, excusing herself and heading off to clean up
09:39CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >All in all, she takes about ten seconds to return, all Pinkie Pie again
09:39CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >What do?
09:41SnowglobeModerator: >Tell her we love her before she heads off
09:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "Oh, Pinkie?"
09:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >The pink mare stops in her tracks, turning to you
09:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "I love you. Just wanted to say th-"
09:42CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >She cuts you off with a deep kiss, giggling through it
09:43CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >"I love you too, Mrs Cake! You too, Mr Cake! Bye~!"
09:43CaptainMoneybagsModerator: "" Bye! Be safe!"
09:43CaptainMoneybagsModerator: >Aaaand she's off
09:43CaptainMoneybagsModerator: wat do
09:44SnowglobeModerator: >See is husband is ready to perform again
09:44SnowglobeModerator: *See if husband
09:48CaptainMoneybagsModerator: nup
09:48SnowglobeModerator: Hm. Not sure how to progress then.
09:50SnowglobeModerator: Any ideas, Rock? Or anyone else?
09:50CaptainMoneybagsModerator: he's so unready
09:50CaptainMoneybagsModerator: even a 15 couldn't save him
09:50CaptainMoneybagsModerator: in fact imma have to step down from this for a bit
09:50CaptainMoneybagsModerator: I think that'd be the best course of action
 
 
 
 
>Pick a character [Pinkie/Cup Cake]
10:14Snowglobe: Cup Cake.
10:14Rocko: Sure, Cupcake, why not
10:18BUSINESS: aight
10:18BUSINESS: >You are Cup Cake
10:18BUSINESS: >You were putting on a show for the two remaining guests in your store
10:18BUSINESS: >Pinkie just left after taking your dear husband's dick like a champ
10:18BUSINESS: >What do?
10:19Rocko: >Check on husband, see if he's ready to go again any time soon
10:20BUSINESS: >You go check on Carrot, see if he's ready again
10:21BUSINESS: >He's still lying on his back, panting, but some part of you tells you he's good to go
10:21BUSINESS: >hint: it's his erect penis
10:21BUSINESS: >What do?
10:21Snowglobe: >Tell him we love him and mount that thing
10:22BUSINESS: "Sweetie?"
10:23BUSINESS: >He terns to you, still out of breath from railing Pinkie
10:23BUSINESS: >"Yes, dear?"
10:23BUSINESS: >You give him a sweet smile as you mount him, relishing the feeling of his member sliding inside you
10:24BUSINESS: "I love you~"
10:24BUSINESS: >His face breaks into a smile as he moves one hoof to your hips, the other to your back
10:24BUSINESS: >Wat do?
10:24Rocko: >roll for the male audience member and female audience member getting turned on by this display and boning eachother on the table
10:26BUSINESS: >poor table
10:26BUSINESS: >Maybe you should say something about it
10:26BUSINESS: >But they seem to be enjoying so much
10:26BUSINESS: >What do?
10:27Rocko: >Continue banging Carrot, also look into his eyes, kiss him and encourage him to grope you
10:28BUSINESS: >You start moving your hips up and down, increasing speed with each stroke
10:29BUSINESS: >While doing that, you gently move his hooves from your hips and back to your flanks, and he immediately replies with gripping them tight, pushing his hooves into them
10:30BUSINESS: >After a short moment of this, you lean in for the kiss, enjoying his every touch, and you have a feeling he is as well