A new day was upon you. Another shot for the big things in life. Another grand opportunity to pay a visit to your favorite coffee shop. It had only recently been built but the customer service was exquisite. It was the manager of this particular coffee shop that always kept you coming back for more. You approached the front door and opened it, allowing the simple chime to announce your arrival.

	The cashier recognized you instantly. “Hello Anon!” She said with a smile. “Welcome back to Big Fat Milky Cow Tit Coffee. Can we get you the usual?” Her shirt strained with pride, her own big, fat, milky cow tits straining every button. She was a cute enough mare, mulberry coat with a big smile. Second best baker in town only beat out by the manager.

	“Yea, sure thing. Toss in a blueberry muffin today. I'm a bit peckish.”

	“Sure thing. We'll get right on that.” The cashier wrote down your order on the cup and slid it over to the barista. “Hey, it's a manager special for Anon. You know how he likes it.”

	As the words left her mouth, the door to the back flung open to reveal the manager of the coffee shop. Pinkie Pie grinned as she spotted you sitting down near the pick up counter. “Anon! My favorite customer! Another manager's special, eh?” She walked forward with pride, grinning from ear to ear as she approached your table. “If I didn't know any better, I would say you're a little something more than breakfast.

	Pinkie Pie grinned as she caught your gaze locked on her tits. Her milk jugs were far, FAR bigger than any of the baristas or the cashier, forcing her to forego the standard blouse uniform and instead wearing nothing more than a bra. Her fat, sloshing tits were straining the straps of her bra, pink breast oozing from the lacy blue bra.

	“Oh, your order is ready. Let me get that for you.” Pinkie winked at you as she leaned over the pick up counter, giving you a perfect peek up her skirt. There was no pair of matching blue panties hiding under her skirt, revealing her plump ponut and slick, wet pussy. “Ah, looks tasty, doesn't it?” Pinkie giggled as she turned around and slid your muffin in front of you.

	“Here, you enjoy that while I finish up your coffee personally.” Pinkie Pie smirked as she gave the straps of her bra a tug. Her breasts wobbled about, sloshing loudly as she jiggled her boobs about. “I'm actually glad you came by. The girls are REALLY full today.” Pinkie blushed as a dribble of milk began to stain her bra.

	“Oops, see what I mean? The whole thing is ruined.” Pinkie pouted. She gave the straps one more tug and smiled as they finally snapped. Her tits broke free of her near useless bra, flopping and bouncing free. Milk continued to drip from her massive pink udders, calling out to you with each delicious drop.

	“Help me out. I need a good squeeze.” Pinkie dunked her fat tit into your coffee and stuck out her tongue. Slowly, you reached out and cupped the soft flesh near her chest and slowly applied pressure. “Mmmmmmmfff...that's it...milk this cow good!” Pinkie moaned. You tightened your grip and slowly tugged down. Her soft skin yielded to your touch, molding and accepting of your touch.

	“Oh gosh I can feeeel it....” Pinkie sputtered. Your hands slowly traveled downward, pinching harder and harder as they descended. It wasn't long before your hands were an inch away from her nipple, forcing every drop of milk to spray violently into your cup of coffee. The sheer volume of milk caused an instant mess, sending lukewarm coffee and fresh milk all over the table. “M..Moooooo! Fuuuck.” Pinkie moaned as your fingers brushed over her erect nipple. She gasped as your hands went back up and repeated the process, sinking deep into her skin and forcing every drop of pent up milk to flow free onto the table.

	“Haaahh....oh....yess....milk me!” Pinkie started to buck her hips in excitement. You flicked her nipple a second time before guiding her soaking wet breast into your mouth. Pinkie squirmed harder as you cleaned the coffee from her skin before gently biting down on her nipple and squeezing more milk from her teat. “Oh Anon....” Pinkie had to grip the edge of the table just to remain standing.

	As you sucked from her right breast, your hands refused to stay idle. Pinkie gasped as your fingers teased her left breast before reaching up and squeezing her bloated breast. The manager was drunk with lust, dissolving into the puddle right alongside all the milk and coffee getting everywhere. It brought a smile on your face to make a pony so happy.

	“Anon....please...” Pinkie gasped. “Why don't you come into my office for a...customer survey.” She pulled you out of your seat, leaving behind your half eaten, soggy muffin and a gigantic mess.

	The cashier sighed. “Get the cleaning crew on that spill...and on standby for the boss's office.”

	Pinkie Pie pushed you onto her desk, scattering various papers all over the floor. “You've teased me every day since you found out about that little perk.” She licked her lips as she unzipped your pants and tugged your fat cock from your pants. “Well, two can play at this game. I might be the cow getting milked but you can milk “bulls” too.”

	“I'm exceptionally good at it, too.” Pinkie shuddered as she gave your dick a little kiss. You couldn't help but twitch as her soft lips went from gentle kisses and nuzzles to hard sucks. In a flash, Pinkie was swallowing your cock, planting her red lipstick all over the base of your cock and smearing it all over your crotch. It was your turn to grip the desk as Pinkie had you set to blow in seconds.

	“No no no! No cumming yet. While I do enjoy this kind of milking, nothing will do but the real thing.” She leaned over and gave you a kiss before pulling you away from the desk. Slowly, she leaned over and hiked up her skirt. Pinkie's thighs were soaked and her pussy was dripping wet. A little puddle of cum was forming between her legs as Pinkie's tail twitched in excitement. “Get over here and fuck me, sweetie. Mama Pinkie needs a bun or two in her oven if you plan to milk me dry every day.”

	She wiggled her hips till you placed your hands on her soft, perky bubble butt. “That's right. Breed this cow already. FUCK ME HARD!” Pinkie demanded. Slowly, you began to rub and grind your dick against her lips. Your grip came loose as Pinkie nearly collapsed from such erotic stimulation. “Na...nuhhh....no teasing! Only fuck!” Pinkie begged and sputtered.

	Her wish was granted. In one smooth motion, you thrust yourself inside her and pushed her onto the desk properly. Pinkie's legs went slack as she leaned her weight on the desk. “Yes yes yes! Just like that!” Pinkie gripped you hard, doing her best to stop you from pulling out for the next thrust. Her pussy was too slick, allowing you to pull out and thrust again with ease.

	“Oh....gosh...” Pinkie mumbled. She bit her lip as her cum rained down like a waterfall. The horny cow was getting exactly what she wanted as your crotch slammed hard into her fat ass. It wobbled hard, begging to get squeezed and spanked. “Moooore! Mooooooo!” Pinkie's demands were cut short as you sank your fingers deep into her rear and thrust as hard as you could.

	The whole desk was shaking with each thrust. There was no end to the wet, meaty plaps echoing through the office and no stopping Pinkie Pie from moaning and screaming in delight. You  relished the tingle rushing through your skin as you continued to play with Pinkie however you wanted. It was so hard to resist but you sped up, pounding Pinkie's pretty pony pussy and getting impossibly close to climax.

	“Inside....like.....always.” Pinkie begged. There was no way you could deny her such a wish. Slowly, you pumped and thrust hard until it was too much. Your balls lurched as the first of many thick  ropes of cum splashed inside Pinkie's tummy. “YES!” She shouted as her toes curled in bliss. Pinkie was already filled up, causing your next spurt of cum to flood her insides and spray back at you. It was a complete mess between Pinkie's legs and yet you couldn't stop.

	After what felt like ages, you slowly pulled out. A thick stream of cum leaked out all over the desk and dripping onto the floor. “Another....satisfied....customer.” Pinkie moaned as she slowly stood up and yanked down her skirt. With shaky legs, Pinkie lead you out of her office. “Cum...again...soon, Anon.” Pinkie smiled before shutting the door behind you.

	The baristas tried not to stare as you zipped up your pants. Several were blushing as you walked past, lazily eating your muffin and sipping out of your ruined cup of coffee. “See you girls tomorrow.” You called out before leaving the shop. “Tomorrow couldn't come soon enough” You thought with a smile before tossing the ruined muffin and cold coffee in the trash.