It all started out with somepony she thought she defeated--twice-- coming in in the middle of the night.

After that whole thing with the coronation of her as princess of friendship, she's become more popular than ever. While she did learn to take everything in stride, and carefully keep her pride in check, another problem has came up. Suddenly ponies she has met or known have become very interested in her. Even to the point of ponies and creatures she thought she defeated for good showing up for cuddles! It appears that the friendship aspect of her princess title has been cranked up twenty-fold; right when she wanted nothing more than some time alone, relaxing with a good book.

Only one question remains: can she conquer this affect of the friendship magic coursing through everypony's veins, or will she cave under the pressure, and simply accept her fate as a living, breathing teddy bear?

Snuggle fic where I may or may not accept suggestions from commentators on the next chapter.