Aberrant Affections

Peeking out of the alley, ensuring there weren’t any prying eyes glancing in his direction, Copper swiftly retracted his head. He’d never been overly fond of shady dealings or stealthy machinations, although he’d decided to bite the bullet and follow through with one of his more furtive ideas. As he stashed the precious cargo in his coat, he trotted out and casually began heading back to his home.

His walk, while brief, felt like it took forever. Trying to remain inconspicuous should have been an easy job for a changeling, yet he couldn’t shake the feeling he was being watched. Keeping his eyes on the ground, only occasionally looking up to scan his surroundings, he moved with a purpose. It was only when he was inside his apartment, with his front door closed and bolted behind him, did he feel slightly more relaxed.

Hanging his coat and hat, both items he’d procured at a local thrift shop, the grip on his prize never slackened. It had taken him months to find someone to fashion the stupid thing, not to mention the obscene amount he’d ended up spending on it, so he was going to do his best to ensure it didn’t get banged up - well, not in the conventional sense. Crossing to his couch, he seated himself and peered down at his purchase.

The item appeared to be a plush facsimile of his friend Haan, for all intents and purposes. The exact proportions weren’t completely accurate, with it looking somewhat like a stuffed animal, but the resemblance was unmistakable. A striped hide, the streaks of blue in his mane, the golden eyes, everything was there. Anyone who knew his buddy would recognize it immediately - hell, the little doll even came with a pair of booty shorts and a crop top!

Turning the figure over, Copper carefully disrobed the plaything. Under the top rested a pair of tiny sewn on nipples, but beneath the bottom - hoo boy - that was where the magic was. Replete with a pair of little velveteen nuts and horse dong, the effigy was anatomically correct. Flipping it in his hands, spying the taut hole nestled between the plush’s cheeks, he smiled.

After setting the trinket down beside himself, Copper began to strip down. Sure, he could have waited until later, or taken his purchase for a test drive in the bedroom, but he felt like a kid with a new toy. Patience be damned - given how long he had waited and how much he had spent, he was going to have his fun now.

In less than a minute, he was buck naked and reclined on his sofa. Holding the little dummy above himself with one hand, while stroking his hardening length with the other, his grin broadened. While it may have appeared to be an exceedingly odd scene, from an outsider’s perspective, it was all part of his plan. The little toy didn’t just have a likeness to his friend, it gave him a way to surreptitiously dick with his friend - in an all too literal sense.

Momentarily abandoning his semi-rigid shaft, he snatched a bottle of lube from his coffee table and doused his tool with the slick substance. Everything was almost set, with only one final facet to ensure was in place. Tossing the astroglide over his shoulder and grabbing his phone, he flipped through his contacts, hit dial, and waited for the person to answer.

Humming contentedly to himself, holding the device to his ear, the ringing abruptly stopped and a voice came through. “I’m at work, Copper, sup?”

“Hey, Haan! Sorry, I didn’t know you were on the clock. I just wanted to say, if you want to come over later this evening, I’ll get us some pizza and beer,” Copper cheerfully intoned, his eyes staying locked on the stuffed zebra in his grasp.

“Sure, that sounds fine. Once I’m done with my shift, I’ll shoot you a text,” Haan responded, before the call was cut.

Setting his phone down, having confirmed his suspicions, Copper steadily lowered the plush towards his groin. He was rock hard, lubed up, his buddy was at work, and everything was ready for him to reap his carnal revenge. Bringing the toy to the tip of his cock, he nudged the doll’s backdoor. It wasn’t going to be an easy fit, and part of him was tempted to temporarily reduce his girth, but he steeled his resolve. Holding the figure in both hands, he gradually pulled the stuffed figure downward.

As he popped into the dolls ass, he paused. Much to his pleasant surprise, having expected the sensation of cloth or cotton stuffing around his dick, it felt amazing. Warm, moist, and delectably snug, the plush almost seemed to be alive; it made sense, given the nature of its purpose, but he hadn’t been expecting it to feel that good. Inspired, he began gently jacking himself off with the toy.

Stuffing his cock in a pocket pussy could be pretty fun, but this - this was something altogether different. Closing his eyes, he fixated on the strikingly pleasant sensations the figure afforded. Gently bucking his hips, while he steadily plunged deeper into the plush, his medial ring bumped against its entrance.

He slowed, peering down at the back of the toy’s head. Giving himself a second, Copper turned the figure to face him. The Haan doll’s little button eyes and sewn on smile weren’t quite as alluring as the real article, yet they were still pretty damn cute. Wandering lower, spying his obsidian shaft obscenely crammed into the figure’s rump, he snickered. His stallionhood was roughly the same size as one of the figure’s legs - maybe even slightly larger!

Grabbing the figure’s hips and pulling it downward, the girthy base of his shaft ground into the effigy. Outside of feeling downright fantastic, the sight of himself within the toy elevated the experience. The imprint of his stallionhood was clearly visible inside the little Haan, to the point where he could easily make out his blunted tip and medial ring. Shifting his grip and grabbing the doll’s legs, he went to work.

In all respects, it almost seemed like he was fucking a miniature person - then again, that wasn’t far from the truth. As the minutes passed by, Copper’s enthusiasm soared. Left to imagine how Haan - the real Haan was weathering the treatment, his hips became a blur. Extending his thumb, sweetly caressing the little plush’s prick, he sought to give his buddy a hand.

Railing out the pint-sized figure, his endurance began to wither. He’d gone nearly two weeks without touching himself, all for the inevitable arrival of his newfound toy - as such, his stamina was found wanting. Gritting his teeth, trying and failing to stave off the inevitable, he tipped over the edge. With one final, herculean plunge, he hilted the plush and unloaded.

Shot after seething shot of his essence pumped into the doll, causing its gut to bloat and sag under the weight. Thankfully, given the tautness of its tush, there was next to no leakage. With a pleased sigh, moving to unsheathe the figure, Copper stopped himself. There couldn’t be any harm in letting the little cock warmer stay on for a while - could there?

Pushing himself up and swinging his legs to the floor, he sauntered off to the kitchen to make a sandwich. He was sure he’d be getting an earful soon enough, though he wasn’t too concerned - after all, keeping the plush around his dick would be doing Haan a favor. Busying himself with getting a snack, utterly heedless of his phone buzzing away in the living room, he awaited word from his friend…