Stuffed Companionship

by Brutallis

Rating: mature
Tags: Non-consensual, Sex, Twilight Sparkle, Narcotics, Porn, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Fetish
Length: 4223

When the heat is on for the ever studying Twilight, it is up to a old friend to help her work through the issue

Twilight has been struggling with a problem that has been reoccurring ever since puberty. This time it seemed that the Heat was getting to her worse than ever before. Unfortunately she knew that her condition would not be suitable to be shared with her friends, and Spike was just a baby dragon, rather not get him into this at all. There was just one place left for her to turn.

Clopfic that contains F/F? Plushophilia, soft vore (sort of), mildly rapey but not really but really. Might be Non-Con. Also contains paralysis. Thou hast been warned!!!

Published 2018-03-19 16:50:06 UTC
Last updated 2018-03-19 16:50:06 UTC

Hardly Studying

Author's Note

Author's Note: So my roommate (TheOnyxRaven) challenged me to a subject that she knows that I have a certain affinity towards and that she wanted to see what I came up with. Having an affinity for the plush kind, I must come to the challenge with a strong case, this would be that case. It would be my first major try in the kink, not that I have not written about plush in the past, but this would be the first time I had gone out of my way to write just about it specifically. So, that being said, please forgive me plush community if I do not do it justice, if it is enjoyed and reception is good, I might have to continue it as an actual series. Until that point in time, please do enjoy.

Hardly Studying

Stuffed Companionship - Hardly Studying

By Brutallis

A light and not too satisfactory breeze had rolled through the not too stuffy library that the purple unicorn had called her home. The tree home was a mess of strewn books and scattered papers, it seemed as if a hurricane had hit the inside of it, and had made sure to pick up as many books and papers as possible in the aftermath. Contrary to the scene and the possible natural disaster that might lend its destruction as a possible suspect, a purple coloured unicorn was sitting right in the middle of the mess, suspect number one, that is if we were looking for one.

"Aaagggg!" the pony groaned out in exasperation, she was lying down in front of a book that was open half way, pages fluttering in magic as it was being flipped through.

The pony doing so was not too kind on the old pages and managed to rip half of them in the process. Seeing this the unicorn let out another groan of frustration, banging her head into the book in front of her. Her skull coming to rest on the cover of it after a few hits. "WWWhhhyyyy?!" she was now shaking with both anger as well as something else, "Why do I need to go through this every time, I am missing so much study time because of it."

The purple pony picked up the book and threw it to the side with her magic, just missing her dragon assistant. "Hey! Watch out there Twilight." The dragon slowly got up from where he had ducked to miss the leather bound projectile, dusting off his tiny knees and picking up the book that had landed just inches away from him.

Giving the projectile a once over he thanked the lucky stars that most of the collection in the library were enchanted with a lot of spells to prevent major damage, even if the pages were now ripped somewhere half way, the book itself was mostly intact. "Twilight, what's the matter, you have been like this since last night?" The little dragon asked out of genuine concern for his long time friend and pseudo mother.

Just barely lifting her head up from the now cracked floorboards, them having been her new target for her face-tableing. "Uuuuggg Spike, I can't tell you, it's too embarrassing. Just leave me alone before I actually hit you with something..."

Sighing the purple pony looked over at her friend's concerned expression, she felt horrible for nearly impaling him with a book, "I'm sorry Spike, I am really just not focusing here, I have so much to do today but for some reason I just can't keep myself on my work."

It was a little lie, she knew why she wasn't able to focus, it was her heat that was keeping her mind on other things, most of which being her aching nethers. Lying to her assistant was less embarrassing than trying to explain to a baby dragon what sexual needs were, and she was sooo not in the mood for that right now. Hoping that her little white lie might quell the dragon's concerns and keep him from asking further questions.

Her lie seems to have paid off the dragon giving her a brilliant suggestion, which just pissed her off even more, "Maybe just take a walk, maybe it'll help get you mind off and help you focus?" He asked expectantly, thinking it was a solid idea.

This did not help, seeing as he used the words, "get.." and "...off".

Her head connected a few more times with the floor before she got up with a huff and went up to her room, "Spike just don't bother me for the rest of the day, I need some time."

Watching the pony disappear up to her room the dragon just shook his head, "I will never understand you ponies..." Spike decided the best thing to do would be to stay out of her way and clean up.Going about his business would keep him in her good books at least, looking around he realised what a task that would be. "Yup, going to be busy until tonight on this..." he sighed heavily beginning to work.

Up in her room Twilight flopped down onto her bed; her head into her pillow; her fore hooves under her pillow. She let out a silent scream into her pillow, the sound of which coming more as a muffled moan on the outside. The quiet of the room was deafening to her, she needed some sounds, she also needed some fresh air, it was super hot in here, her thoughts scattered and unfocused.

From the corner of the room, a pile of old rags and clothing sat, bundled up in a bunch. A purple glow lit it up and out floated a one Smarty Pants, Twilight's old doll she had had as a filly. She knew that the doll would comfort her in her time of turmoil when she had no one else to turn to with her embarrassing problem. She would not judge her, or question her, the perfect problem solver.

The doll made its way, being animated, joints bending and all over to the windowsill. It's gray fur and button eye seeming to gleam from the purple glow. The stitching on its mouth drifting around in the glow of the magic, moving as the glow around it did.

The doll seemed eerily lifelike in its movements, but Twilight didn't want some doll, she wanted a someone to speak to, and now the doll would do perfectly.

Its fists not having fingers made it at first struggle to open the hatch on the window, but with some trial and error, achieved it. Throwing both windows open, a cool breeze from the outside hit Twilight's fur and instantly gave her a chill, the hold on the doll breaking for a split second.

Jumping down from the window the doll started to talk, although it had no mouth that would move, Twilight throwing her voice using magic to the doll. "So Twi, how are you doing today?" Its voice sounded a bit muffled, but a bit squeaky, as if to imitate the small size of the doll.

"Not good at all Smarty Pants." Came the muffled reply from the pillow faced mare on the bed. Her back legs were now distended straight, so her tummy was pressed up right against her bed, the cool fabric assisting her in cooling off. Her body heat was getting to her in a serious way.

The doll was now walking on its back legs, smoothly, joints bending at the knees and arms swaying at its sides, the soft and short shiny fur glinting off the mid morning sun. The breeze making it slowly stand up as the fur seemed to ripple in the wind. It had reached a chair that was seated next to the bed, facing it. It quickly jumped up onto it, and sat down. Pulling out a quill and notebook from behind it, it seemed to be taking notes on what was being said.

"Tell me allllll about it Twily." The doll squeaked out.

"Smarty Pants, I can't study or read anything, my heat is getting the better of me, and its making it really hot. I can't concentrate, and I keep thinking about rutting like a wild beast." Twilight started shaking again, just as another cool breeze hit her now sweaty fur, the wind hitting her nethers in particular that had been soaking wet the moment her belly hit the bed.

"Well Twi, I'm sure that you could relax for a day or two for it to pass? I mean you work so hard as it is, I'm sure that no one could tell you that you don't do your part." The doll exstending its hooves up to emphasize its point.

A muffled "I-know-right." came from the pillowed mare, as well as an exasperated sigh. Just then another tremor shot through her body, again the glow around the doll seemed to fizz out for just a split second, the doll however seemed to keep upright this time. The glow returned, and the doll continued its lines of questioning, as before it kept keeping notes on the conversation.

The doll now craned its head to each side, as if it had been in thought, "Have you asked your fwends for help TwiTwi?"

The purple unicorn just shook her head into her pillow even more flustered than she was before and getting a bit more edgy. Her tummy rubbing her teats against the smooth fabric underneath was not doing it for her, which both turned her on more and made her incredibly frustrated in the lack of pleasure. "I c-can't tell them it's too Embarrassing Smarty Pants!" she cried out into her pillow, the pillow had started to become all wet from her moaning and groaning, her drool being soaked up by it.

The doll shook its head in understanding, "Aww, I see. They might not understand, or might laugh at youw." The squeaky voice continued on her accord.

"Exactly Smarty." Just then a more powerful cold breeze forced itself into the room via the window. It smashed itself firmly into her side and across her sweaty rump. Twilight jolted and spasm in response to the cold air, helping her cool off. It had again wrapped around and hit her nethers, this time cupping her in cold air, making her moan loudly into her pillow. This time the glow completely broke from the doll, it seemed to start to smile at this and continued.

"Hmmm Twily, I think there is something that we could do." Twilight just moaned in response. "Fwends help each other, that is what fwends are fwor. I could help youw wif youw problem?"

Twilight now moved her head to the side to face the doll on the chair, it had written down something on the notebook when it looked op to meet Twilight's gaze. Twilight moaned, "uuug Smarty Pants, we couldn't do that, it might hurt our friendship. You know that would make things weird between us. I don't think we should." She concluded and threw her head into her pillow again.

The doll seemed to be deep in thought, turning its head off to the side, until it nodded and turned back to Twilight, putting down its notebook next to it. The plush jumped off from the chair and made its way onto the bed with Twilight. "Wh-what are you upto Smarty Pants?" the purple unicorn asked in a sigh.

"Whelp, I'm going two gif youw a message..." the unicorn slowly shook her head.

"I don't think that would help Smarty Pants." The doll made its way up onto Twilight's purple furred back.

She felt the soft hooves pressing down onto her back as it stepped onto it, it was strange, she could feel Smarty's fur against her skin, it felt so soft and sooo nice. She hummed into the pillow at this, as the doll made its way on her back upto her shoulders.

As the doll got to its destination, Twilight felt its little plush hooves press down on her shoulders one at a time, she once again moaned as she felt the heavenly soft little hooves massage her tensed up muscles. She slowly rolled her shoulder blades as the doll went to work pressing down hard on them. Twilight was surprised at how much this was actually helping her, and how darn efficient those little hooves were at this.

Satisfied that her shoulders were relieved enough, the doll moved upwards towards her neck, massaging all the while.

Twilight was in the clouds, her body was finally relaxing and she had just a dull almost unnoticeable ache in her nethers. She could deal with it, it wasn't as bad as before. "Whelp TwiTwi, I can't find youw stress point, swo, I need to use the biggest thing I have." the doll proclaimed.

With that Twilight felt a sharp prick at the back of her neck, she was about to yelp when the doll interrupted her, "sssswwhhhh Twily, the qwuill is in where it'll help youw relax completewy, until I can fwind youw stwess pwoint."

The doll continued its massage, starting to go down her back again, all the while Twilight decides to just enjoy it for now, this was after all feeling amazing and it was keeping her mind off of the bad stuff.

There was something that had gotten to her though, even though those little hooves rubbing deep into her sore and tensioned up muscles, they were moving all the more south towards her big problem and she was getting a bit uncomfortable with where this was going. She could feel the soft furry little nubs moving all the more closer to her aching rump, and she started to think that this should stop.

It was at that point that Twilight realised that something was very, very wrong with all of this. She wanted to turn back and ask the doll to stop when she felt that she could no longer move her head. Nor could so move anything else for that matter, her body was not responding to her commands at all. She could feel everything just fine, but she could not do more than grunt and moan.

After the doll starts to massage the small of her lower back he mind drifted to the quill that was lodged in her neck, it must have been what was paralysing her.

The doll had seemed to jump over her rump and was now working on her hind legs massaging the large leg muscles with its oh so soft plushy hooves. This was when Twilight came to the bone chilling realisation, her magic was also not responding, the doll was... alive somehow. Twilight tried to scream and yell, but to no avail, the most that she could muster was a moan followed by a lazy grunt.

The doll was still going at this point, and was now working its way up to her thighs, and her ass cheeks. Twilight instantly felt her marehood quiver, the heavenly soft hooves so achingly close to her nethers.

She was not better, she was way worse now than she had been before.

The tiny plushy hooves dug deeper than they had before into her muscles on her hind quarters. Twilight moaned loudly into her pillow, the feeling of something giving her lower half attention, was turning her on to such a degree that she had started to sweat profusely.

There was a sudden rush of very cold air over her nethers, which brought her back to reality. The doll had just spread her rump wide and it squealed as a result, "I finally fwound it!!! The source of youw stwess!!! It was under youw Tail!!!"

Twilight's eyes shot open to full, the doll was going to do something to her down there, she wanted it to stop, she wanted to shout, but her vocal cords didn't cooperate at all. The most that she got out was a low lazy grunt. "Auuuuuu"

The doll seemed to respond to her sounds, "I will take that as a wyes!"

In a heartbeat the doll was at her hind hooves, lifting them up one at a time and moving them further apart. She could feel the soft plush fur pressing down against her flesh as it wrapped its arms around her hooves to pick them up. Twilight felt the air around her rump cool down, she knew what that meant, her nethers were now fully exposed, completely open for anyone who walked by... she mentally bit her lower lip, for some reason she was... enjoying this... Yes, she was, this was what she wanted, her heat had gotten the better of her. She was losing all sense of self control or inhibitions. She wanted the doll to do with her as it pleased.

"Youw got it!!" She heard the doll call from somewhere behind her, was the doll reading he thoughts?

"Wow, TwiTwi, you sure are wet." She felt the doll's soft hooves dig into her ass cheeks again, this time however it felt like they had intent other than just a massage, this was groping. She felt the tiny hooves squeeze and knead her cheeks with that ever so soft fur of its rubbing sensually across her rump.

Suddenly and without warning, the doll flicked its hoof over her labia, making Twilight shriek. The sudden and forceful contact was not the most pleasant, but after it had been over she wanted more of it, a lot more and the doll seemed to be more than happy to oblige. The massaging of her ass, gave way to sudden and very deliberate contact with her nether lips.

The silk soft hooves were ruthless, just as she wanted them to be, they rubbed their furry nubs all over her entrance. Kneading her fleshy mound with ever increasing pace. The sensation of not being able to move at all, the cold air flowing over hear sex and ass and the strange and uncontrollable invader rubbing against her most sacred place was getting all too much for her. She was in heaven, or better, if that was even possible. The rubbing against her lips suddenly spiked, going even faster and more intense. They were on a mission to get somewhere, and if they kept going the way they were going to get there very soon.

The sensory overload was just too much for Twilight and she was about to fall over the edge, when the doll stopped suddenly. The stunned unicorn grunted loudly in protest at the doll stopping its ministrations.

"Now now Twily, we wanna do this pwopper." Just then she felt her lips part, being spread open by the doll's tiny hooves, her breath hitched, and her mind froze. Just then a sensation so pleasuring and mind shattering brought her head back into the game. A plush furred hoof was being pressed into her sex, he clit winked and got a quick flick as reward from the doll.

Her mind was swimming, both in ecstasy and the gravity of the situation. She was being taken by 'n plush doll, and she had no control to stop it. It could abuse her sex as much as it wanted, and there was nothing that she could do at all.

She was torn, between the slow methodical pumping of the small plush hoof into and out of her sex, she wondered, was she really enjoying essentially being raped by a plush doll...

Just then a really deep thrust of the doll's hoof made her grunt in pure unadulterated pleasure and carnal desire. YES, YES SHE WAS. Her mind was made up, she wanted this soo badly, she didn't want this to stop any time soon.

Right after this decision, her body crashed into a wall, she came, and hard. Her inner walls trying to clamp down on a phallus that was not there, instead massaging the soft hoof of the plush doll abusing her. Her climax however did not stop the doll, it only made the efforts double. The silk soft fur of the plush in her hyper sensitive pussy now seemed as rough as sand paper.

The doll did not stop, and once she had stopped convulsing, her body still shaking out of its own accord, she was already slowly going up the hill again.

She couldn't hold out much longer after that, and the doll had only just begun. Once her second orgasm was over, the doll had moved on, and inserted another hoof into her sex, this one very shallow into her, so that every so often it could be either rubbed up against her clit or her urethra, the latter of which kept making her grunt in confused pleasure.

Her third climax and forth only seemed to be getting even more intense, she had thought that after the second or third they might not be as strong, but she was quickly proven wrong when her moans and groans turned to grunts and mindless drooling.

Somewhere Twilight had lost track of how many times she had came, but there was something that had woken her from her dulled and sexed up mental state. She could feel the doll moving, stretching her sex even more now, she felt something else, something bigger pressing against her sex. It was the doll's head, she just knew it, she could feel its ears slip into her, she knew that the rest would follow.

There was movement, deep in her inner walls, rubbing up against her entire tunnel. The now sand paper feeling fur was caressing and wriggling inside her. Her mind broke, the doll was completely inside her. She couldn't think, the drool from her mouth was pooling up, and the low grunt sounded lazy coming from the pillow. It was getting all too much, her next climax hit her the moment the doll reached her cervix. A ton of bricks could not begin to describe what had hit her, the amount of pleasure was nearing the levels of which her mind could no longer handle.

Her body was shivering from head to hoof, she could no longer tell where the last climax stopped and the next one began, and what was a contraction and what was the doll's movement.

In the next couple of moments, there was one thing that she knew was the doll. It had pressed hard against her cervix and just kept on going. Her eyes rolled to the back of her skull, the only thing on her mind now was that it was going into her womb, it was going into her womb, the words kept reverberating off the sides of her skull. All that she could think about was her last wall being stretched and this creature wriggling into her deepest depths. She could actually feel its snout scratching against her flesh, the ears finally making it past. It's little hooves pressing down on it and it pulling itself into her even further.

She felt in pop in, she felt how full she was, and she felt it moving, squirming insider her womb, moving and grinding against her flesh inside.

Her body started to convulse again, she felt as if her stomach was collapsing in on itself, her stomach muscles were pulling at her. She was no longer sure if it hurt or if she was cumming.

It was at this point that her mind was finally pushed to its limit.

With one final climax her world and everything in it went black.

She had lost consciousness.

The purple unicorn moaned and stretched out her aching limbs, her jaw hurting from the way she had been laying on her tummy. Instantly as if being hit by a bullet, she jolted upwards to all fours and started sending energy to her horn, the purple glow illuminating the now very dark room.

Her wild eyes were darting from left to right, scanning the room to look for her assailant. She looked down at her bed, which was soaked with female cum, so much so that it was even dripping onto the wooden floor below, making the untreated parts swell a bit. As she moved, she felt her fur had been matted and sticky due to her own cum and the sweat which had hardened onto her.

Finally Twilight caught a glimpse of what she had been looking for, right off the side of the bed lay a one Smarty Pants, flat on its face, with notebook and quill in hand. She had her spell charged and at the ready, staring at the doll. After a full five minutes, she realised how silly she must have looked.

Looking over to the edge of the room, she saw her faithful assistant spike sleeping ever so soundly in his bed.

She slowly lowered her guard and stowed away her energy that she was ready to shoot at the doll had it moved.

Shaking her head and nudging the soaking wet bed with a hoof, "Must have been a really bad wet dream... yea that's it... a wet dream."

Replacing her sheets and bedding with fresh ones, she lay down once more and sighed, at least this heat thing seems to have passed.

The End?