Bimbo Canterlot High Fanfiction 19

 NO POV

With the magic taking effect in greater numbers Twilight’s friends were less aware of any active changes around them, in other words they were regular bimbos like everyone else, none the wiser of the magic around them, or at least not to the level they were when they first transformed.

One of these friends was Pinkie Pie who was arriving at her job at the bakery with more than the usual pep in her step, she was looking forward to this weekend, the rest of her family was going out to some family party out of town so she had the house all to herself.

Part of the reason she wasn’t with them was because she had work so when she hopped in the door and started getting ready she was downright giddy.

“Hello Mrs. Cake.” She smiled at the mature Milf stirring a bit of batter.

The older woman was standing at a counter stirring a bowl of batter, she was wearing nothing but a small apron the barely covered her nipples and privates, she had nothing else on, not even underwear.

“Right on time Pinkie.” The woman smiled “Come help me out here, these new flavors are selling like mad we’ll need to make a lot of extras, pardon the pun but…they’re selling like hotcakes.”

“Just let me suit up.” Pinkie tossed her top off and put her apron on “Where’s the Mister?”

“Back at home.” The MILF smiled “We had a…long morning.”

Pinkie giggled and got to work mixing and baking with her boss. As the two made more magical cupcakes and desserts batter inevitably spilled.

“Try not to make such a mess dear.” Miss Cake dragged a finger over Pinkie’s soft bust to scoop up frosting and then slowly licked her finger clean “Though I don’t mind ingredients are expensive after all.”

Pinkie nodded and got back to work, normally she loved baking but she was so looking forward to her weekend alone that she was somewhat unfocused, the only thing snapping her from her thoughts was the ringing of the bell welcoming someone into the establishment.

Since Pinkie was at a station icing the new recipe cupcakes she didn’t turn to see the handsome boy that came in, but he had a full view of her bare ass from under her apron. She heard her boss discussing something with the boy about what kind of cake he wanted before they disappeared into the back to look at some samples.

Since Pinkie still had to get the last of the food out into the display cases so she didn’t join them even if the sounds were quite loud. She decorated some of the cakes with fruited like strawberries and others with sugar shapes that vaguely resembled breasts or penises.

“Mrs. Cake.” Pinkie opened the door to the back kitchen and found her boss pushed over a counter getting railed from behind “I’m done with all the batches so I’m going to head home.”

The MILFY Cake was moaning, tongue drooling out of her mouth as her huge breasts smashed against the counter, thick nipples digging into the cold metal.

“That’s fine-OH-thanks for all the hard work Pinkie-hmm that’s the spot-see you on Monday dear.” The woman moaned.

“You have fun too.” Pinkie giggled.

Pinkie closed the door and left her boss to her pleasure. She hung her apron up in the back, threw her jacket on and bolted straight home.

She arrived at her abode and found it peaceful and quiet, all her family members were out of the house and it was just her.

“YAY!” she stripped down.

First things first she needed to take a shower, there was batter and icing stuck in some unexpected areas, normally she’d lick it off but today she wanted to clean up the old-fashioned way. She stood under the hot water and let it cleanse her body, her big breasts getting splashed as her normally curly hair laid flatter from its wetness.

Once she stepped out she dried her busty body and then strangely straightened her hair. With everyone else out of the house Pinkie was going to let her other self run free for the weekend. With her hair straight and silky, she strapped on leather boots that went calf high, a gift from Maud, she had no other clothes on save for a leather strap snapped onto her thick right thigh.

With these things Pinkamena was unleased. She’s like Pinkie by but with a dash of goth mixed in, she rarely comes out near others only when Pinkie is alone. But if Pinkie is a horny Bimbo, Pinkamena is even more so.

“Hmm, yeah.” She rubbed her hands over her big breasts “Now then…let’s have some fun.”

The pink haired girl walked across the house and into her sister Maud’s room. The room was rather dark with collections of rocks and other more macabre imagery but it wasn’t depressing, rather it showed the passion Maud had for her favorite things. The one part of this room that drew Pinkie’s eye was the desk that had candles and lights surrounding a large black stony dildo.

“Well hello Boulder.” Pinkie smiled picking up the phallic rock with growth on the bottom resembling testicles and kissed the tip “We’re going to have a lot of fun together this weekend.”

She went back to her room and stood before her mirror smiling and rubbing her snatch.

“I’m getting so excited just thinking about all the things we’ll do.” She hummed.

She leaned back on the wall rubbing her pussy with her longer fingers while swirling her tongue around the tip of the cold stone rod. The magically charged stone a faint pink as Pinkie pushed it into her mouth and started sucking it a bit, her fingers wrapped around the rock balls.

Once that cock was good and lubed up with her saliva she placed it on the ground with the balls acting as a base. Pinkie slowly lowered her pussy onto the shaft and let the rough black rod enter her, the slight stone texture making it feel ribbed.

“OHHHH YESSS!” she screamed starting to ride the toy, her large breasts slapping around with her bounces.

Pinkie moaned using her sister’s favorite toy to make herself orgasm. Each time she sprung up a bit her body seemed to bounce a bit more.

Of all the original six to be exposed to the Bimbo Magic, Pinkie was the one who dealt with it the most in her daily life, from her work with the magic being infused at the bakery, to her and her sisters frequent use of the magical rock Boulder as a dildo.

That’s why it should come as no surprise that she was the first girl to experience a transformation to the next level of bimbohood, a 2.0. As Pinkie bounced faster and faster, closely getting to the edge of her orgasm, the magic in Boulder glowed more and more.

“Yes…yes...OH BOULDER!” Pinkie screamed as more juices leaked out of her.

Her breasts surged forward like balloons gaining a few handfuls of size, her hair burst back into a frizzy doo and the abs on her stomach got a little harder and more defined. The thickening of her body made the strap on her thigh snap and her boots squeeze tight, but she felt amazing.

“HAAA!” she drooled as she climaxed “Hmm, that one was good.”

Since her holster strap was broken she nestled Boulder in between her soft ass cheeks. The weekend was still young so Pinkie planned to have a lot more fun, but that could come later, for now she needed a breather, that last orgasm was exhausting.



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