- The story is based on this image https://twibooru.org/2249183 -



>The day has passed as usual
>Lots of hungry fillies, famished for a sweet treat
>And you, the benevolent provider of their necesities, had just served another "load" of frosted sweetness, accompanied with healthy oats
>You admit the "icing" can get a little messy, and you are spent after a good day of service
>You are about to start up your van, but you find a little filly, whimpering quietly
>This breaks your noble heart, and come close to her
"Little foal, what is happening?"
>She rises her little face
>"Are you the oats stallion?"
"Sure I am! But what is happening? Why are you sad?"
>"I really want an oatmell feedbag, but..."
>She starts to tear up
>"... Some mean bullies took my allowance, and now I can't buy one"
>Those fiends! How can their fathers let their children get away with criminality?
"Aw, don't cry little one. I can give you a little bag, on the house. Where is your mother? We can tell her so she doesn't worry"
>"But I... I don't have a mother"
"Huh?"
>"Since I was a foal, I never knew who she was, and the headmare told me the foals she takes care don't have a family. I wanted to buy a bag and share it with my friends, and now I can't buy it"
>Oh, your heart can't take this! A poor filly, facing the world alone since birth, and others mightier than her, giving her undeserved cruelty. Where is Celestia to save these foals from this cruel world?
>Suddenly, you have an amazing idea
"You know, I have a lot of bags of oats I didn't sold. Want to come to my van and get some?"
>Her eyes light up
>"Really?!"
"Yes, your story has moved me, and my Cutiemark appeared the moment foals smiled from my feedbags. Is my destiny"
>"Oh, thank you mister..."
"I am Cherry Creamer"

>You guide the little filly to your van, secluded behind some trees and bushes
>"Wow Mr. Cherry, your van is quite hard to find"
"Many ponies come to my van for oats, but please, come in"
>You open the back doors of your van, letting the filly get inside with one small hop
>You follow her and close the doors, making sure nobody saw the both of you
>The filly is in awe: many bags of oats laying around, and a small fridge with lots of ice cream flavours
>She also notices the space: a small bathroom with a built in shower and a top bunk bed
>"Wow Mr. Cherry, do you live here?"
"I have my own house, but is far away, and I am constantly travelling. Many foals to sell oat feedbags"
>"These foals?"
>She comes closer to the wall, filled with lots of pictures
>Many filly pictures
>"This is so cool. You like fillies Mr. Cherry?"
"I love them"
>She turns at you
>"You love fillies Mr. Cherry?"
"Ehh... yes! And colts too! But I like fillies more, especially cute fillies like you. Want to know why?"
>Her gaze is filled with innocence and curiosity
>"Why Mr. Cherry?"
"Because cute fillies like you get the big special ice cream oat feedbags"
>"Really?! Those are very expensive!"
"Yes! And since you are a very cute filly, you get to have it!"
>"Thank you Mr. Cherry! Where is it?"
"Is behind that pile of feedbags, and it's all yours"
>The little filly runs to the pile, moving bag after bag of oats
>You walk up to her, slowly unsheating your cock
>A few thick drips of precum fall
*Drip Drip*
>"Uh?"
>She turns around, and you manage to hide your stallionhood
>"Did you hear... Oh! Ice cream!"
>She goes to the floor, and lick the drips of cum
>You feel your penis throb with anxious anticipation
>"Ew, is only salty. Where is the sweet?"
"Oh! You see, I mix my ice cream with salt cream"
>"Salt cream?"
"Yes, and only stallions can make salt cream, but you can help me make more"
>"Let me help you. Mr Cherry!"
"On one condition"
>"What is it?"

"This is a BIG secret, and lots of ice cream shops can steal my secret recipe. Can you keep it a secret?"
>"Cross my heart and hope to fly, stick a cupcake in my eye"
"Good filly"
>You slowly uncover your penis, still throbbing slowly
"This is my... salt nipple. I can milk salt cream with this"
>"Wow, I never saw one before"
"Good, that means you will need my help"
>"Why is that good Mr. Cherry?"
"Because I love helping cute fillies like you"
>"Alright, what should I do?"
>You point your cock at her
>"Use your hooves, and rub it quickly. The cream can only be milked when it feels hot and hard enough"
>"Ok!"
>She eagerly grabs your phallus, and starts shaking it up and down quickly
>You focus with all your might, this is the first time you are so close and intimate with a little filly
>Your cock throbs vigorously, each twitch sending waves of overwhelming pleasure
>Eventually, a small dollop of precum comes out of your urethra
>"I see the salt cream Mr. Cherry!"
"G-Go ahead! Lick it!"
>She gives your cockhead a few licks, almost pushing you to your limit
>You quickly react and pull you dick away from her, choking the base to stop the cum from coming out
>You breath agitated, trying to calm your pace
>"Is something wrong Mr. Cherry?"
"NOPE! It's just... I forgot... *huff* the oats bag"
>"The oats bag?... Oh, the extra special big bag for me?"
>She looks at you with shining eyes
"Yes, we didn't took it. Let me get it for you"
>You walk stiffly to the bag of oats, and grab a big one
"There we go. Listen, let me get comfortable, the milking can get a little messy"
>"Ok!"
>You lay a couple of hooves away from the bag
"Listen, you can get a lot of salt cream by rubbing my nipple, but you can get more if you suck it. Want more salt cream? You'll get more ice cream that way"
>"More ice cream? For free?!"
"And all for you"
>"Yay!"
>She goes to your lap, ready to suck, but you stop her

"Whoa, easy! It's just that it will come a lot, and you may get stained. Suck slowly, ok?"
>"Ok!"
>She looks at your flared up cock, and opens her mouth slowly
>She manages to suck the head, and the pleasing humid sensation overwhelms you
>You only lay there, enjoying the little suction the filly gives you
>You look at her. You see she is trying her best to suck, and an idea comes to you
>You raise your right hoof, coming closer to her head
>She is still sucking unnaware
>You are about to grab her head and push your cock down her esophagus, but she looks at you
>Her little gaze is still filled with innocence and wonder. She truly believes she is helping you get more cream
>You instinctively pat her head, and go down slowly until you caress her cheek
"You know, you will get more if you get more of the nipple inside your mouth. Try it"
>She smiles, and tries to go deeper
>You smile. You can't hurt this filly. You would never hurt a filly
>She manages to get 1/4 of your cock down, but she can't get lower anymore
>Still, the small spams of gag reflex felt great around your shaft
>You pull out her mouth, and point at the bag of oats
>You cum load after load of "salt cream", most landing inside
"Whoa, that felt great, but I think I can give more. Want some?"
>She nods happily, knowing her she will get more ice cream that way
>A mischievous idea comes to your head
"You know, I think you can carry cream in a special socket"
>"Really? Where?
"Well, you promised me to keep this a secret, so I'll reveal one to you"
>You point at her filly bits
"You know you pee from here, and poop from the other side, right?"
>"Uh-huh"
"Did you know there is another hole?"
>"Really?"
"Yes, just let me show you"
>You spread her little filly pussy slowly, and you point at her womb's entrance
"Here you can carry a lot of stuff, but is used mainly for salt cream"
>"I didn't knew that!"

"That's why you must keep this a secret. Only certified ice cream makers like me can make salt cream, understood?"
>"Yes!"
"That's a smart filly"
>You put her in position
"Look, since I'm big, I'll try to go slowly, ok?"
>"Alright!"
"Good filly"
>You let her on 4, as you push your cock slowly in
>Like magic, you penetrate her, feeling her clenching your phallus
>"I... I feel weird..."
"Is fine. This will only take a moment"
>You go back and forth slowly, pressing against her womb
>You try to not penetrate the cervix; only half your penis is enough to fill her
>You raise speed, as she moans and pants in pleasure
>"I feel so weird... so good..."
"See? I told you it will be nice"
>You take your camera, sneaking pics of your cock ramming against her little filly butt
>You finally feel it
"Little one, I'm-!"
>You couldn't finish. You cum loads of jizz inside her little womb
>Her belly expands softly, as you feel your balls getting more wet. She came from the pleasure
>Heh, ponies should start calling you Cherry Popper
>You leave her pussy, cock still twiching
>"I feel so full..."
"Time for ice cream"
>You carry her to the bag, and softly push her belly
>Your warm jizz fills the oats bag with "salt cream"
>She expels most of it, and you let her rest on your bed, taking another picture
>Finally pleased with your work, you go to the small fridge, and grab a few tubs of ice cream. You promised her an extra special big bag of ice cream oats after all
>You take some scoops, and start mixing the ingredients
>Suddenly, you feel wet around your cock's head
>You see what's causing it to find the little filly sucking your dick again
>"Mister, can I get more salt cream?"
"I don't think I have much, but maybe we can get it another way"
>"How?"
"See the big balls down my nipples? Play with them softly. This will melt the sticky salt"
>She leaves your cock and automatically goes to your balls
>Rubbing them, suck it them, licks and kisses

>You grab your camera with one wing, and your cock with the other
>"Do you like pictures Mr. Cherry?"
"These are for my album"
>"Can I have a picture?"
"Sorry, but my camera is almost out of film. Maybe next time I'm in town"
>She keeps playing with your balls, and you jerk off without any restrictions. It feels great to jack off without worrying about being caught
>Finally, the last spams of pleasure hit your cock, emptying your balls inside the bag
>Your dick goes limp, and the little filly let's your balls go
"Thanks for the help, little one. Can I get a last picture?"
>"Sure"
"Please kiss my nipple. You did a great job"
>She does this, and you take the picture
"Look at you all stained. You had fun?"
>"Yup!"
"Alright, time for a bath"
>You carry the nice filly inside the bathroom, and wash away your sex stains
>"Mr Cherry, do you really think I did a great job?"
"Sure you did. You could be a great ice cream mare"
>"Really?!"
"I'd buy your treats everyday"
>Suddenly, a light comes from her rump. A cutiemark in the shape of a vanilla cone
>"I can't believe it! Is my cutiemark!"
"Congratulations!"
>Both finish the bath, and you help her carry the bag of oats
>Both of you hear a mare calling her, so you take her to her
>>"Oh my Celestia, good thing I found you little one"
>"Hi headmare, Mr. Cherry helped me find you"
"Good afternoon"
>>"Oh, thank you Mr. Cherry"
"No need. Here you go little filly, a big bag of oats for your buddies"
>>"I don't think I can pay that"
"Is ok, is on the house"
>You whisper to the headmare
"She told me her story, and she got robbed by some bullies on her way to my van. Is the least I can do"
>>"Oh, Mr. Cherry, I don't know how to thank you"
"A good deed is enough"
>You wave goodbye to both mares, and leave the park, driving gayly to your next destination

Epilogue
>During the night, you made a stop mid road
>Taking lots of tubs of ice cream, you start fucking a big ice cream oats feeding bag
>Another load of cum comes out as you howl in pleasure
>How many times you were fucking this bag? The ice cream is still there? For all you know this can be only a bag of oats, melted ice cream, and jizz
>But you don't care. Seeing the pictures of your "salt cream milking", you can only think of the sensations it came over your body
>Manehattan, Baltimare, Trottingham, Canterlot
>Many cities, many fillies, many oatmeals
>You are Cherry Creamer, the ice cream stallion pegasus, and you have one big "ice cream oat feedbag special" for each one of those hungry innocent fillies
>With another howl, you fill the bag one more time