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This story contains birthday, Derpy Hooves, and more so Chris and Kit Bash with some interspecies fun, and my first time doing food play too.
Kit’s Grand Bash
By Typhlosionboy
It was just another regular dull day in Ponyville as I sat on the street sidewalk frowning slightly. Tomorrow was my birthday and no pony in town even knew, the party planner supposedly was out on some grand friendship mission, whatever that even meant. Then again as the thoughts raced through my mind, I realized I hardly knew any pony in this town I’ve maybe been here only for a month or so. Well, it wouldn’t be much of a birthday without a cake, I figured, so I might as well drop in to the post office to see if they could deliver me a cake. Though, I did wonder about the practicalities of doing that when I could just pick one up from Sugar Cube Corner.
I decided my way would be more fun and maybe I could catch the surprised eye of a bystander or two when it gets delivered. I began, smiling as I slowly rose to all four hooves swishing my sapphire blue mane and tail to the side, starting my slow, steady trot to the post office. The closer I got, the more excited I became, until I felt so good that when I opened those doors I wasn’t even bothered by the two other ponies before me. Before the thought of time crossed my mind it was already my turn. Smiling, I happily trotted to the front counter where I was greeted by a pony with crossed eyes, blonde mane, but a really nice smile, even if she looked ditzy.
“Derpy Hooves, at your service miss; how may I help you today?” she said, in an ecstatic tone.
“Well, tomorrow is my birthday, and I was hoping you could deliver a cake to my house by then, since no-pony is going to be there but myself.”
“Ah yes, Pinkie Pie is out isn’t she so under normal circumstances we don’t do such things; but, I could indeed have a cake shipped to you by then though I can’t guarantee the cake will one hundred percent fit any themes or decorations on such short notice. Is that okay?”
“Yeah, that won’t bother me since I didn’t decorate anyways.”
“Alright, as proof I’ll need you to fill out this questionnaire and provide your birth certificate please.” she added, hoofing me a sheet of paper.
“Oh right my birth certificate. How much longer is the post office open?” I said, sounding a tad nervous and clopping my hooves softly together.
“We are open for three more hours why?”
“I need to run back home and grab my birth certificate as proof.”
“Alright, hurry back,” Derpy said waving to me as I galloped out the door, heading towards my house on the outskirts of town.
Though my house resides near the Everfree Forest it was a lot more quiet than the rest of town with the exception of some nights when you can hear strange creatures lurking about on their night-time hunts. It was a tad scary at times heck; I had to go out late one night to lock my shutters and accidentally tripped over a cockatrice! Though the thing was so timid that it was already running off by the time I stood up. I regained my focus, opening my door then swiftly closing it shut as I was already shuffling through drawers until I found the right one.
I was delighted when I saw the title Birth Certificate with my name oriented underneath and the doctor’s signature on the bottom; Of course like with most doctors you couldn’t read their hoof scribbles even a little bit. I used my magic to keep both the questionnaire, and the certificate in tow as I galloped back to the town post office, though I was out of breath from expending so much energy for a cake that may or may not have my name on it. It was still worth a shot though. As I burst through the front doors huffing some, Derpy waved back to me, a big grin plastered on her equine face.
“Welcome back I gather you have everything in order?”
I nodded my head as I replied, “Yeah, but let me fill out this question sheet first.”
“Oh don’t be silly! Give me your birth certificate and I’ll start processing it right away while you do that; once you’re done, I can try to put the request in to Super Cube Corner for you.”
I nodded walking closer to the counter, and giving her the certificate before taking a seat nearby. I looked over the sheet using my horn to grab a pencil from nearby, and started with the first question:
What is your name?
Kit Bash.
What is your gender?
Female.
What is your sexual orientation?(optional)
Bisexual.
What are some of your favorite things?
Dogs, Mint Ice Cream, Sunny Days, Swimming, taking things apart.
Would you want a surprise pony/other creature in your cake assuming they were deep cleaned beforehand?
This one made me giggle a little as I wrote on the line. Only if they were deep cleaned beforehand.
Frosting and Cake flavors desired?
Vanilla frosting, and Mint Ice Cream cake.
Overnight Shipping Requested?
Yes please my birthday is tomorrow.
Age? (Optional)
24
“Kit your certificate has been verified are you done with the paperwork?”
“Yes here you go,” I said smiling and giggling to myself.
Derpy tilted her head curiously, “What’s so funny, Miss?”
“Ah your questionnaire had a question that made me giggle is all, nothing more than that.”
“Well, give me a moment to stamp this and I’ll run it over to the shop. Since nobody else is here would you mind watching the stand for me for a few minutes?” she said, giving me a slightly endearing cross eyed look.
“Well, since it’s for my cake, I guess I can stand around for a little bit, but I can’t be so certain these mints will be here when you get back.” I said, softly giggling again.
She smiled affirmatively before heading out to what I was assuming was Sugar Cube Corner while I got started on my first mint. It would be about thirty minutes, before I heard the mail mare return; she waved a hoof at me, signaling for me to head towards her. “Your request was accepted, in fact, they said you were lucky to get it in when you did.”
“Lucky?” I said tilting my head. “What do you mean by that?”
“They were leaving tomorrow, for a pastry competition of sorts; which means they can get the cake done tonight. However, they couldn’t promise it would exactly line up with everything you would like.” Derpy said, speaking with a air headed tone, though admittedly she did sound kind of cute.
I waved a hoof as I spoke, “Of course, that will be fine. Did they say what time it would be delivered to my house?”
She rubbed a hoof against the back of her mane while speaking. “Well, not exactly; they said sometime around noon, give or take an hour.”
“Alright, well I appreciate your help Derpy.” I waved at her before heading home, thoughts of tomorrow already floating in my pony brain.
The rest of my day, was filled with preparations for tomorrow. The tasks included cleaning the house, before decorating with plenty of ribbons, and even hunting down balloons from an alternative party pony; who was kind enough to tie them for me as well. I had the balloons spread throughout the house, and once I was satisfied I did a final check; once I was completely satisfied with the results, then I would get ready for bed with my usual routine. I began by brushing my teeth, using my magic to swish the brush side to side, or up to down then back, then spit, rinse, and begin flossing. I had to keep these teeth white, so that way when I got old is wouldn’t need dentures. After I had completed that task, I started on the final one, though the easiest of tasks; tucking myself in for the night. Resting my head on the pillows, I hastily got comfortable, and before I knew it I was asleep.
Meanwhile somewhere not so far off……
“But Derpy, why do I have to go in the cake?! That stuff is super embarrassing, besides there is no way I can fit without ruining the cake.”
“Oh, don’t be that way Chris. Its clear by the paperwork she filled out, that you would be a perfect surprise for her; besides the Cakes are going to be back later, to fix the cake once you’re in. Please don’t make this hard for me, my job depends on you being in that cake when they get back, that and being squeaky clean; and you know what that means right?”
“Yes, I know, it means I get to get a personal hoof scrubbing from my favorite mail mare.”
“Yes, so you know the drill my fluffy puppy, get in the sink.”
“Fine, but afterwards I want another bath when I get back!”
“Of course, my little puppy butt. Now stop squirming silly.”
The following morning….
I woke up, yawning I quickly stretched out my hooves, feeling absolutely wonderful; and somehow at the same time, completely alone on my special day. Thankfully, I at least had the cake to look forward to, though deciding on breakfast was my current problem to solve. Looking around, I noticed I still has some Bunches of Grains with apples on my refrigerator , so using my horn I pulled out a bowl, spoon, a carton of milk, and the oats; then placing them on the counter, I poured the oats into the bowl, mixed in some milk, then began to chow down. I grinned to myself, enjoying their crunchy flavor as it mixed with the gentle sweetness of dried red delicious apples. I grinned as I crunched on the oats, feeling the dried apples crunch as well between my teeth before gulping down each, individual bite.
Once I was done, a soft burp would escape my mouth as I gently applied a napkin to clean off any excess milk, though from the feel of it there wasn’t any. My tummy would softly churn, gurgling in delight, as I started to slouch in the chair that held he upright, though barely at this point. I was feeling a mixture of sadness, yet silent delight; for even if no pony knew me, at least somebody would know it was birthday…even if it was just the mail mare. Though the thought of extra company was nice, I didn’t really feel comfortable with going around town asking who wanted to come to my birthday party, that was going on today, by myself; it would be pretty embarrassing, and kind of sad.
I pulled myself out of my slouch, got up, then started doing various hoof stretches, and some magic practices too. I had requested for this whole week off from work, though was having second thoughts on my stay at home vacation; since finding things to do were kind of dull around here. I thought to myself perhaps next time I’ll just put in for the day, and save the rest for when I actually leave town on a vacation. Once done with my daily exercises, I would glance over towards the grandfather clock, with three hands the time was already ten twenty two, still another hour or two, if it arrives on time. Now, I had to figure out what to do that would occupy my time first the remaining time; looking around the only logical, though quite dull idea that came to mind, was cleaning house. However, I wasn’t feeling a cleaning mood, so I settled for organizing items around the house.
I would start with the refrigerator, pulling it open with my hoof, then using my horn as it glowed a faint blue, all the while putting like items with or next to each other. Once that was done, I scanned the house once more, then quickly zoning in on my dressers. Heading upstairs into my room, I swiftly pulled them all out, and once more using my horn dumped everything onto the floor beneath; I had to, this way I could refold them, and if need be get rid of the ones I didn’t need or want. Being a pony that resides in Ponyville, fashion has it’s importance, but It wasn’t the most prominent occurrence; even with Rarity trying to change that at every corner of Ponyville. I say that as not many ponies here were much of anything, if they even wore anything at all.
I went through my dresses, stockings, and the few pairs of under garments that I had; trying on each, and every piece of clothing, though quickly coming to the conclusion that nothing needed to be tossed. I glanced at my wall clock sighing gently, for I only had five minutes left before noon. I used my magic to fold, and put away all my garments, though I was hoping to have cake by this time I guess I would need to start making lunch. Gently trotting down the stairs, I felt the soft carpet against my hooves, and within an instant I heard the soft ringing of my doorbell going off. Already at the bottom of the stairs, making it to the front door was easy, and I was delighted to see what stood before me. At my front porch stood before me my favorite mail mare, Derpy Whooves, and she was carrying a large package with her, though she did look at bit strained as well as out of breath.
She looked up at me with a winced smile, “Excuse me Miss Bash, but I have your cake. A mint ice cream cake, topped with an even coating of vanilla frosting. Could you please give me a hoof with this? Its really heavy, and I’m not sure how much longer I can keep it up.”
“Of course,” I would reply, smiling softly as I assisted bringing the cake in with my magic. “Over here Derpy, this table should be sturdy enough.”
Derpy sighed a breath of relief as I helped her place the cake on my kitchen table. “Thank you Miss Bash, now I was told to give you specific directions for the cake, but since I tend to mix them up I had the cakes write them down for me. Here its all on this paper, oh and before I go I need you to sign this saying you received the cake, that way I get paid too.”
Derpy used her wings to pull out a pen, that I then took into my mouth as I signed the document. She grinned at me with her adorable cross eyes, then took out another paper titled, “Cake Cutting Directions and Proper Storage.” I thanked Derpy, waving a hoof at her as she left, then began analyzing the paper; from the looks of it these were proper slicing directions, that also included the correct storage temperature to keep the cake from melting or even getting too hard. Though usually one would put such things in the fridge, being an ice cream cake this one would need to be stored in the freezer; however I wanted a slice now before doing that, so I read the first step. It said, “To ensure quality, stick a small metal pole into top part of cake, hold for three seconds then pull out. Check pole to ensure there is minimal residue indicating cake was properly baked, then enjoy the surprise inside of your ice cream cake or cool for later enjoyment.” Small metal pole I thought to myself, where would I, crap Derpy. I rushed back outside just catching Derpy before she took off. “Derpy! Where is the small metal pole at?!”
“Oh! Here it is,” she said hoofing it over to me, which I grabbed using my magic. “Sorry Miss Bash I get in such a hurry that I tend to forget things. Please promise not to tell my boss.”
“I wouldn’t want you to get it trouble but, are there any other directions I need to know of before you leave?”
She placed a hoof against the back of her head, then began speaking. “Nope nothing besides poke the cake before cutting it. Is that all you need Miam?”
“That will be all, thank you Derpy,” and with that a bid her another farewell wave, this time for real as I headed back to my house.
Closing the door behind myself, I resumed where I had left off, about to be enjoying my cake. Gently, I would insert the rod into the top part of the cake, though it wouldn’t go all the way in. Curious, I would try again a little rougher this time, and I was surprised when I heard a yip as if there was a dog in my cake. Then to my surprise when pulling the rod out, my cake started shifting. I gently poked the cake again, and yet again a yip with the cake shifting once more; this in turn would make me nervous about eating the cake. Then suddenly, the cake exploded all over my face, and something soft plopped onto my body knocking me off balance onto my kitchen floor.
It was then I heard a low grumbling as the creature on my face, slumped slowly down to the ground beside me. Standing back up on all four hooves, I picked up the little critter that had blasted out of the cake. He had cute spiked black and red wings, with his fur also both colors as his wings, then he had adorable paw pads; but the cute canine thing had two sets of ears. One set poked at the top of his head, these were red, while the other set drooped down in the most adorable manner as they flopped about, this set was black. Even covered in cake, whatever he was , I just had to hug him close to me, and so I did.
“What is your name little one?” I said this squeezing him close to my neck.
“The name is…Chris gak, you’re choking…me Miss,” he commented trying to wiggle free of my grasp.
I blushed, slowly easing up my grip. “Sorry about that, not used to seeing such fluffy fur balls. Nor ones as handsome as you.” That last part I added in halfway in a teasingly tone.
“Uhm…right. So would you like me to sing to you happy birthday, or should we just enjoy the remainder of this cake?”
“Oh, please sing to me, I’d really enjoy if we did that first. Oh, and my name is Kit Bash for reference.”
“Alright, I can do that for you, though being paid by the postal office, I’m to finish your party by noon tomorrow. That means if you have thoughts, plans, or ideas, be straight and swift on what it is you want to do, okay?”
I nodded my head as I grabbed a chair, so I could watch as Chris sang to me. As he sang in such an adorable manner, a thought would pop into my pony brain; of course it would wait until he was done singing before I would ask. I asked him if he could sing happy birthday to me, while howling in between at certain parts, like a dog. He looked at me like he was confused, but once I reassured him it was okay then he began. Honestly, I loved his doggy howls, yips, and mixed barks he put in the song, and at just the right spots; somehow I had the feeling he was chosen often for deliveries, and singing like a dog.
Once he was done though, I could tell he was a bit embarrassed, as I saw parts of his black fur turn almost pink somehow; I on the other hoof was relishing the cute face. In fact I was enjoying it so much, that I trotted slowly up to Chris, and planted a kiss on his muzzled, canine lips. In the process I ended up pressing him against my refrigerator as I whispered in his ear with a seductive, yet teasing tone, “Are you ready to roll out the dough tonight?” Then I would wink at him, smiling as I waited for a response; though all he did was nod his head yes, while turning more pink. That, however, was all the answering I needed, before smirking at him then glancing over at the cake. As I stared at the exploded cake remains, an idea began to format once more, even more devious than my previous advances on the flustered, fluffy canine.
“Chris can I interest you in a piece of cake, before our private party?”
“Uhm, sure I’d actually like that. You picked a good flavor of ice cream cake, as I too really love mint ice cream, especially if its green mint ice cream.”
“Oh good, I wasn’t sure you would like the flavor. Tell you what, go upstairs to make sure the sheets, blankets, and pillows are all fluffed out properly please; I’ll bring up dessert shortly once I get it on plates for us.”
With that said, I watched as he grinned, then casually walked up the stairs, swiftly figuring out which one was the bedroom…I think. I turned around, heading back into the kitchen, and using my horn pulled out a plate; it was then that is proceeded to magically scoop up some of the leftover cake, plop it on the dish, then head upstairs…though not before grabbing a cherry too. There he sat on the cleaned up sheets, smiling as I got on the bed, setting the cake nearby as I started to speak to him.
“Now you can have the cake, but there is a catch.” I smirked mischievously at him.
“Oh, and what is that Kit?”
“You have to eat all of it.”
“Is that it? That sounds hardly diff…icult. Oh my.”
The look of utter embarrassment, plastered all over his face, was just too cute; especially as I put the cake all over my body in various parts. I would gently coat my lips with frosting, my belly and neck with most of the cake, and I tucked the cherry in my cherry hole, and even added some frosting to my ponut, for extra enjoyment of course. Laying down on my back, I motioned a hoof first him to come hither, which he slowly did, until he was basically at the base of my lower hooves. I smiled at him as I spoke, “Dessert is served, Chris.”
I watched as he started nibbling on the cake that was against my neck, the tips of his canine teeth rubbing across my skin, this would send sensual nerve signals making it had to resist arching my back. Then I could tell he was getting more into it with every bite he took, until he got to my belly; at which point he really went to town on that cake, though not before some mint ice cream had oozed down the sides of my stomach, but oh well I can always wash the sheets. It felt utterly amazing, what with his muzzled lips caressing entire portions of my stomach, softly suckling my flesh as he gulped up the smaller portions, then the crumbs, but I wasn’t expecting him to start locking my sides in such a teasing manner either. He did so, and managed to clean my mane clean of any extra mint ice cream as well.
It was then that our eyes had locked into each other, in such a tender moment of lust induced hormones. For what felt like an eternity of silence, was really half a minutes spent looking into his sunset red-orange eyes, as he most likely stared into my light sky blue eyes as well. It didn’t end swiftly as I had expected; In fact, the moment prolonged itself as he leaned closer towards my face with every second, until my lips locked with his wet squishy canine muzzle in a beautiful, passionate kiss. As we kissed, he would start licking my outer lips, taking in all the frosting that I had applied earlier; However, he made the experience even better, as he took his time, pushing his rough doggy tongue into my hot pony mouth like he was trying to eat my mouth.
Then, once all the frosting was gone, he released his lips from mine, kicking them for a moment. It was, but a moment later, when a flushed heat crept onto my face; for I had felt his tongue tease my puffy ponut hole. It felt amazing how bumpy it was, for every lap he took would send a deep intense tingling, both around my anus, and my pussy. He just kept going at it, for many minutes even after he had gobbled up at the frosting from my hind quarters. I wasn’t expecting him to keep going for so long, but as I lie there in blissful thought, I couldn’t help but enjoy his sensual tongue as it teased my inner plot hole walls, his bumpy tongue adding extra stimulation as I started to let out more moans.
Many minutes later, he would ease up, pulling his tongue out from within my pony plot hole; however by then, both of us had some beads of sweat that had formed across our bodies, even as we looked at each other nearly panting the entire time of our heated lust induced exhaustion. Of course, he didn’t stop there, especially after I whispered to him, “Time for the main course sweetie.” I blushed, the moment I felt something hot touch my outer lips, I would like down to see his dark red canine cock, it was eagerly waiting for entry.
“Wait, Chris! I’d like to have a small taste please. I’ve never seen a dog’s penis before, ya know since not a lot of dogs that I know of talk.”
He shrugged his shoulders, but nevertheless he brought his body further up, until his bulbous cock was hanging directly in front of my face. Just looking at it, I was starting to drool mentally, all the while licking my pony lips in the process; it was but only a moment later when Chris stuffed his hot dog into my mouth. It was so warm, as well as tasty, that for the brief second he pulled out I was a little disappointed; however, that was fixed rapidly as he shoved it back in, even further thus time, that I could feel it against the back of my throat as I sacked him off. I was enjoying every second of it, as I slurped, And greedily suckled on his thick, musky member. Of course I could tell Chris was enjoying himself to, for he let out soft muffled grunts, groans, and a few moans too, especially after each time he stuffed his penis deep in my mouth, allowing me to slurp harder on it.
A small coating of his precum got lathered around my lips from his extensive thrusting into my mouth, but I was too busy wolfing down his meat, to be bothered by such trivial matters; All that really mattered right now, was how soon he would cum, for I felt his burning hot penis throbbing intensely, with each lustful gulp I took of his succulent member. A huge blush would format across my face, for Chris would groan loudly, and only seconds later I was swallowing his hot doggy cum. It was very thick, creamy, slightly sweet, with no salty aftertaste unusually enough, but ultimately it was delicious as his balls kept pumping out more spunk for me to gulp down. After a few more short spurts, I could feel Chris’ legs get a little shaky, so I released his cock, and gently pulled him with my hooves for a hug.
I ran my hooves through his sweaty fur, before speaking to my little puppy dog. “Sometime soon, my little puppy butt, I’d the to have a round two, once you’ve recovered your stamina. Perhaps you need more water?”
He would reply in between slightly labored breaths and huffs. “Yes please, I would greatly appreciate some ice cold water, if you could.”
“Oh, but of course, you just wait here a moment.”
As I headed downstairs, I remembered an odd detail about ginseng that Zecora told me; though now thinking about it, I’m curious how she knew. From what I was told, grounded up ginseng acts as a sexual enhancer, and of course was natural for the body as well, meaning it is good for the body. So as I made his ice water, I would also diced, then gently use my magic to bring a food press down on the small chunks; doing this for half a minute, it would eventually be ground up into some small mushy looking dust. Of course putting it in his glass of water, I then proceeded to crack out several small pieces of ice, then promptly headed back upstairs where he was laying on the bed in patient wait.
Getting into the room, I would hoof him the glass, of course noticing a bit of color he asked about it, I simply told him I added an herbal supplement, ginseng. Nodding to himself, I watched as he drank the water; he was able to gulp most of it down in one go, of course the last bit he needed a little extra time to consume. Afterwards he looked at me with a slightly heated looking flush on his face, and getting on the bed I then pulled him close to me, gave him a gentle kiss on his black muzzle lips, then proceeded to spread my legs apart, this being my only hint on what I wanted. Of course as expected he got the hint, and when he pressed his body against mine well, I could tell he had gotten warmer since drinking the herbal water, then I felt it; It was stiff, dark red, and I could feel it throbbing as he rubbed it along my outer vulva lips.
I would utter a huffed moan of pleasure, the more he kept doing it the louder they got, until finally I told him stop being such a tease. A grin would form on his canine face, and shortly thereafter he would cuddle close, before I felt his doggy cock penetrate my pussy, and boy did the initial push feel good; his hot, thick member, pushing deep into my heated folds allowing me to blissfully moan, as waves of pleasure would course through my spine, tingling more with each thrust he gave. I would have some occasional fun, by squeezing my inner walls around his shaft, feeling his cock pulse inside of my increasingly hot walls, as I squirmed in sensual delight. I used my front hooves to further spread my hind ones to allow for better access, and within that moment I could feel Chris get a better grip as he plunged his meat rod deeper inside of me.
The both of us were huffing a little by now, but it wasn’t until Chris picked up speed that we started to really sweat. At this point my pushy was squelching each time he shoved his cock in me, in fact I was so wet I not only had lubed up his bulbous cock completely, but I had caused a small puddle to have oozed forth onto the bed sheets; though honestly that was the least of my concerns at the moment. If only my hooves were more dexterous at grabbing things like Chris’ paws, for it was torturous pleasure as I squirmed more, unable to grab ahold of the sheets or anything as he kept pumping himself into me, and just when it couldn’t get better between our labored breaths and lust, it did. I felt him thrusting, yet it seemed different, as if his crotch was preventing further movement, and it was then I felt his thick member push past my vaginal walls, and latch within my pussy. It felt amazing, his knot pushing itself deep, my pulsing walls squelching, and intense squeezing as I arched my back; closing my eyes lightly, and moaning loudly I felt a pressure that had been building up this entire time, and suddenly it released forth in a massive gush of fluids, as if a dam suddenly broke; it would then spill forth onto Chris’ crotch squirting some from the sides whilst running down to meet his sack. As if my organic high couldn’t get any more intense, the squeezing of my inner walls set off a chain reaction, this caused Chris to blow off some much needed release himself; I would feel his hot seed, at first a small heat, then as his balls fully emptied themselves, the heat spread to the point that my entire vaginal orifice was full of hot, thick, doggy cum, I loved every bit of feeling full, and ultimately, feeling satisfied. The two of us would simply lay in the bed, cuddling for a few minutes, him still inside me with his large knot. I asked him if he would come visit next year, maybe sooner, he looked at you with a soft smile before nodding his head.
“Of course Ms. Bash, just specifically requested for me by name near your birthday.