Made by the same guy who wrote http://pastebin.com/upVcw9Gz
He'll do more on that later, but for now you get Sun Ass.
 
>At the snap of your fingers, two dozen cupcakes glide through the air into the oven.
>Ever since Celestia personally taught you magic, you've used it to create some of the finest treats in equestria, even the princess has taken notice.
>Not surprising though, considering that you'd been romantically involved since you started using magic to cook.
>Add a little extra sugar here, a little more frosting there.
>After several hours of cooking almost every sweet you know how to, it all goes on the cart.
>You satisfiedly fold your arms.
Anon: You've done it again, Anonymous.
 
>You creak open the door to Celestia's private chambers.
Tia: Impressive, to think I thought the last dozen different recipes was the last of it.
Anon: Oh come now, Tia, you're not bored of me already, are you?
Tia: Of course not, I've been waiting excitedly for some time.
>You kneel down, resting your hand on Celestia's already chubby stomach, the last three days have plumped her up significantly.
Anon: I'm glad you like this as much as I do.
>Celestia and you share a brief romantic kiss before you stand and begin laying sweets by category, taste, preference, and size.
Anon: Did you have anything in mind for starting off?
Tia: You're much better at picking these things than I am, you know that.
Anon: But you're a princess, the princess of all of Equestria, you should be able to make these decisions, but if I were you, I would start with the vanilla apple and chocolate cherry, both are quite rich and not extremely filling.
>You wink and gesture to the two cakes.
Tia: (Playing along) Those two look quite delicious, I think I'll start with them.
Anon: Exactly what I would have chosen.
>The cakes float onto two plates in front of Celestia.
>Celestia tucks spoonful after spoonful of chocolate-vanilla-apple-cherry wonderfulness into her mouth, smiling and closing her eyes with every bite.
Tia: You really are the best chef in Equestria.
Anon: Oh, you're just saying that, you're being awfully mannered tonight.
Tia: I wouldn't want the guards walking in and seeing the princess being a glutton.
Anon: True, true. But your guards are on leave right now, I made sure to "edit" the schedules a bit.
>Celestia quickly drops the spoon and begins directly taking bites out of the cakes.
Tia: Mmh, they're so much better without silly utensils.
Anon: I agree one hundred percent.
 
>Celestia rests her head on top of the crumbs of the Apple and Cherry cakes.
Anon: Impressive.
Tia: The last three days have been a lot of practice.
Anon: Still hungry?
>Celestia pushes her hoof into some of her chub, getting a few inches in and stopping.
Tia: We have a long way to go before I start feeling the pressure I love so much.
Anon: I can only imagine the work I'll have to do in a month or two.
Tia: I'll be sure to hire you some staff.
Anon: Nonsense, I'll do everything on my own and love every second of it.
>You lean down, kissing Celestia and getting a good taste of both cakes.
Anon: So, what did you want next?
>Celestia surveys the sweet tables.
Tia: Do you have anything with lemon?
Anon: Of course, we have a Meringue Pie, Lemon Cookies, a Lemon-Orange cream cake, and... Lemonade.
>Celestia giggles.
Tia: I'll have to try all of them then.
>You bring over all the Lemony goodies and rest by Celestia.
Tia: You know, Anon, I've been reading, getting your belly rubbed while you eat is good for the digestion.
Anon: Oh really?
Tia: Well, I'm not exactly sure, but if feels so nice.
Anon: I think I sense what you're getting at.
 
>You rub your palms down Celestia's sides, getting a feel for where she'd like you to go, she's most helpful with her body language.
>You push gently with your palms whilst softly gripping Celestia's softness on the side.
Tia: Ooh, a bit harder there, Anon.
Anon: Of course, your majesty.
Tia: And there.
Anon: As you say.
Tia: Being quite the gentleman tonight.
Anon: I admit, it's been harder and harder to deal with not just outright cuddling somepony as beautiful as yourself.
Tia: Anon, you know you always could just come up here whenever you wanted.
Anon: But it wouldn't be very gentlemanly of me to keep you all to myself all day.
Tia: With all the cooking you've been doing I've been leaving less and less, all I have are old books and letters.
Anon: Well, if you get tired of doing any of that... I could always come up more often.
Tia: I would love that very much, we could perhaps do more lunches?
Anon: If you asked me, Tia, I'd cook every meal, with some of the tomes I've been flipping through, the goodies practically bake themselves.
Tia: That would be really nice, Anon, I always love our time together.
Anon: Me too, Tia.
>Celestia takes a break from her lemon goodies, giving you a sweet, tangy kiss.
Tia: Did you have anything with... Custard?
>Celestia smiles embarrasedly, moving her head out of the way to reveal only crumbs of the pile of lemon treats.