Muffins (Short Story) (Spaghetti)

Short story to help me out of a writing rut.

>Day 499 in Equestria
>You were forced to work at a muffin bakery
>A ditsy-eyed pony comes in every day for a blueberry muffin
>Even on days when you aren't open
>This is one of those days.
>"Hi Anon!" she exclaims happily, smiling through the bakery window
>You eye her for a moment, before opening the door
"You... DO know we aren't open today Ditsy Doo, right?"
>She tilts her head at you. "What d'ya mean? You don't have a muffin for me?"
>She looks up at you with sad eyes
>...
"...No, I've got a few back here. C'mon in."
>She smiles happily, trotting inside. "Yay! Muffins!"
>You sigh, walking behind the counter and into the kitchen
>She pokes her nose up over the counter, sniffing the top
>”Hey Anon, can I come back and watch?” she asks
>You shrug
“Sure, c’mon in here.”
>You hear a squeak of excitement as you hear a fluttering of wings, before a slam into the wall and a few sounds of shattering glass as a few dishes fall to the floor
>Fucking derpy pony
>She eventually finds her way inside, just as you’re putting the muffins into the oven
>”Ooh… what’s this?” she asks, opening one of the cabinets and taking out an egg beater
“It’s an egg beater; it helps me make the muffins.”
>She eyes it curiously, before shrugging and tossing it away
>You hear it clang across the hard floor, and you sigh, closing the oven door
>You turn to see Ditsy Doo’s wandering eye turn towards you
>”Hey, Anon, what makes you love baking muffins so much?” she asks, flying over to you
>You shrug
“Pays well. Plus you get to meet a lot of different ponies along the way.”
>She smiles and nods, her other eye slowly scanning you up and down
>”So… we got a few minutes before the muffins are ready…” she says, landing and swinging a forehoof around innocently, one of her eyes looking up at you
>…wat
>”Wanna… bake some more?”
“But there’s already-“
>Doesn’t even give you time to finish, she’s pinned you on the ground under her
>”Oh Anon, I’ve watched you cook muffins all the time, I just came in here to fuck, silly!” she exclaims happily, pushing your pants down with her hind legs
>…Double wat
>She grins, one eye focused on your face, the other looking down at your member
>She presses one of her hind legs against it, rubbing against the base
>”Just relax, Anon, and let Ditsy Doo take care of it!” she smiles at you
>It’d be easier to do if that whole crossed-eyes thing didn’t creep you out
>Eventually you hear a ding, and you look up
>”Ooh! It’s muffin time!”
>Oh fuck, you’re right under the oven
“No Ditsy, no!”
>Too late, she slams the oven down… right on your face
>She reaches in and takes out a burning pan of muffins
>”Hot! Hot! HOT!” she exclaims, dropping the pan
>You feel time stop as the pan falls through the air

>You didn’t ask for this
>Celestia and Luna thought it would be good for you to live in Ponyville, where you were far enough away from the main cities that you didn’t cause too much of a disturbance
>Yet here you are, pants off and broner in full view, under a ditsy pegasus mare, with a giant pan of muffins falling through the air, fresh from the oven
>The pan and the muffins land on you and you immediately scream out in heated pain
>”Ohmygosh Anon, I’m so sorry!” she exclaims, pushing the oven closed and pushing the pan of muffins off of you
>You tremble a bit from the pain under her
>She frowns down at you, before leaning her head down and nibbling up the muffin crumbs off of your chest
>”I’m so sorry, Anon…” she mumbles, staring up at you with one eye as she cleans off your chest
>You slowly reach up to your face, touching it
>It looks like the worst of it would be a broken nose, if that much
>At least it wasn’t that bad
>She looks down at you
>”So, um, Anon… do ya still wanna fuck?” she asks, bouncing excitedly on you
>You think for a moment
>Eh, you’ve not gotten any in a long time
“Sure, why the fuck not.”
>She grins happily, and flies up to position her marehood over your crotch
>She giggles. “You ready, Anon?” she asks
>You shrug
“Yeah, whatever.”
>She pouts up at you, before slamming her flank down, taking your entire length into her
>SMASHING
>HOLY FUCK
>Did… did she break your hip?
>Holy shit, she’s not stopping!
“D-Ditsy, stop! Please!”
>She looks up at you with one eye, and shakes her head
>”Don’t worry Anon, it’s supposed to hurt at first, but it’ll eventually start feeling awesome!”
>Fuck, she’s got it backwards
“Dammit Ditsy, stop!”
>She shakes her head again, bucking harder
>What the fuck seriously
>The floor is pooling in blood
>…that smells like tomatoes
>Ditsy quickens her pace and begins to let out gasps and moans of pleasure, before slamming her flank down a final time, letting out a squeal as her orgasm hits
>She leaks tomato sauce all over you
>She keeps bucking until you can’t take it anymore
>You let out a combined tomato sauce and noodles into her
>She falls down onto your chest, grinning
>”So… how was I?”
>You’re unable to respond
>She reaches over to a muffin, taking one in her hoof
>She takes a bite, and immediately her eyes widen
>”W-What’s in these?! It tastes like… like…”
“Spaghetti?”
>She nods
>You grin and shrug
“I just don’t know what went wrong?”
>You pass out from the pain
>End