Cotton lived to make others comfortable. His hand-stitched cushions were proclaimed by many to be the best in the world, and were sought after by people of all backgrounds for their superior plushness and durability. Some even say that a piece of him went into every one of his creations.

When he dies as a result of an unfortunate pillow-related accident, his last thoughts probably weren't, "I hope I become a throne cushion for Equestrian royalty in my next life."

Yet here he is.

Warning: Story includes facesitting, raunchy descriptions and some pillow-related violence