>Day Bakery in Equestria
>Wake up to a beautiful day, swiping your curtains to the side to be greeted by the sun.
"Fuck, my eyes!"
>Bad idea.
>Too bright and it's only 6am.
>What day is it today, Wednesday?
>No matter, the result will be the same.
>Ah yes, the familiar knocks at your door.
>Lemonmute is standing outside through the window.
>You fling your door open.
"What is it?"
>"Uh-uhm... I have a gift for you."
>She presents a loaf of bread.
"No fetishes today?"
>Her head shakes.
>"It's bana-banana bread, with a secret ingredient."
>Okay, that's not a good sign.
"How do I know it doesn't have some crazy purple knock-out drug inside?"
>Her absent-minded eyes dart around.
>"Y-you... you, you don't."
>As if she's gonna fool you that easily!
"Fine then."
>The yellow pone tilts her head in question.
"If it has nothing harmful in it, YOU take a bite."
>"O-oh... of course."
>You break a bit off for her.
>When she takes it in her hoof, time seems to slow down.
>Her mouth slowly opens, tongue welcoming it inside.
>It slips in, and she takes a mighty bite.
>Her eyes close in pleasure at the taste.
>"See? I-it's good."
>You stroke your chin.
"Well, whatever."
>Taking the loaf from her, your mouth expands cartoon-style and takes a huge chunk out of it.
>Holy tits of Sophie Dee, this banana bread is the best you've ever had!
>She smiles at you, knowing you enjoy it.
"Whghs thgh sghrit ingrdrgnt?"
>Taking a huge gulp, almost all of it goes down your throat.
>Now, Fluttershy beams.
>...Somehow, that's unnerving.
>"It's, um..."
>Bending down, she exposes her marehood to you.
>She fucking didn't.
>No fucking way she did.
>Then...
>That sweet, yeasty treat suddenly gets a terrible aftertaste.
>From the mare, you smell a horrid stench.
>Your cheeks turn green as you spit out what was left in your mouth.
>Only crumbs, that is.
>Staring at her genitals, you see the gross, diseased flakes of a fungus sift out of the sides.
>It's a fucking yeast infection.
>"Now, part of me is inside of you, A-anon."
>Her eyelids drop slightly.
>"Do you feel me?"
>Oh fucking Christ.
>One more look at that labia is enough.
>There are literally lesions and pimples popping.
>Viscous puss oozes from them.
>You can't take much more of this.
>Stomach in knots, you give into the terrible sensation.
"One second Flutt-BLEUGH!"
>A pile of vomit greets your eyes when you open them.
>You turn to PissBashful.
>"S-so... you didn't like it?"
>Her sad eyes gaze at you.
[spoiler]"Can I have some more?"[/spoiler]