Cuddle Cakes finally deals with a boner, but at what cost...

Cuddle Cakes’ stallionhood painfully flexed, dripping long strands of pre-cum, and desperate for attention. Most of the time, Stallions have quite a few options for what to do to get rid of a boner; however those weren’t really viable or even possible for him, meaning there was nothing he could do about his erection. If you happen to be a lucky pony, you may have a special somepony to help you. Maybe they will be kind enough or needy enough themself to let you fill one of their holes. However this was not a very good choice for Cuddle Cakes. Lacking a special somepony the biggest step to that equation was unsolvable for the time being.

The next best thing was hoofing himself off, but hooves didn’t feel all that good on your dick sometimes, and right now was one of those times. He needed something soft with how hard and aching he was, practically spurting out pre, the byproduct of not having done it in a few weeks with how busy he had been with magic. Cuddles let out a frustrated sigh, laying on his pink fluffy bed which matched his mane perfectly. Maybe if he just laid here, cuddled up in his blankets, the erection would just go away? For a few minutes he tried that, trying to not to imagine lewd things - ponuts dripping with cum, magic spreading a mare open with a following wink, pee filling his nostrils and turning on his stallion instincts - but it was of no use. The blanket in between his legs that he was cuddling with was wet with pre, and the smell of his own throbbing cock was a cycle of infinite turn ons since he was quite turned on by smell, not just the pee of a mare unlike most stallions. Tossing and turning he finally sat up, hoofing at it again but yelping in pain with how sensitive it was and how hard his hooves were.

The next thing he could try was magic using the thing called a horn at the top of his head. Normally magic did work, although giving a weird feeling of something similar to air flowing against your bits, but with more solidness to it, but also like jello? It was hard to explain the weirdness of magic, but it usually got the job done. However, there was just a tiny itsy bitsy problem with magic. You see, magic requires focus, effort, concentration and expertise, so whenever Cuddles got close - stroking his pony cock as hard as he could with magic - he would lose all the previously mentioned traits with how pent up he was, not being able to push himself over the edge with how hazy his mind got. It was like a ravenous animal finally getting a kill, lunging at its prey with precision, but after not eating in forever it would begin to tear up the food without care, eating away even the bones now that its mind was filled with only thoughts of hunger. The only difference was Cuddles never got the same satisfaction the hungry fox did.

Eyeing up his pillows after expending all other options, he considered it for a good while. The softness and fluffiness of his pillows would feel oh so good. Cuddles bit his lip just thinking about pinning one down and humping it with all his stallion power, how soft it would feel rubbing, thrusting and bucking against. It would treat his dick so nicely.. and he could even hold it and bite it giving even more stimulation. That would be soooo nice, however he knew that he very may well destroy his pillow in various ways from the intense pleasure he would feel. He would be unable to stop himself too, lost in ecstacy. Cuddles didn't sleep very often or long, but when he did he needed to be a princess. Losing a pillow would be very bad in the long run. He decided against making love with his pillows, and thought hard and long on how else he could solve this. If he could not think of anything good this time, then it would have to be the pillow.

He really did wish that Dove were here right now, his favorite cat in the whole wide world. She always treated him so good, and overall was just so nice to him. But she had a boyfriend, so she wasn’t always able to be around and Dove was quite busy even before she started dating him. His ears flopped down remembering her, they hadn’t hung out in forever, but right now his mind was focusing on the last time they lewdly hung out together, which was even farther away. Cuddles’ thoughts drifted to his favorite thing she did. Being a lynx she had big paws, and those always smelled great AND felt extremely great on his- WAIT! That was it! He would use his magic to change his hard hooves into paws, with nice warm squishy beans on the ends but more importantly the nails are retractable. Genius! He was an absolute genius.

Trotting off down the hall and into his personal library, he would begin searching for a book that could help him with that. Looking behind him, he saw the floor wet with his juices. Hopefully he did not slip on the way back. Even reading though, his cock still throbbed and the smell still made him let out a lewd huff whenever the updraft brought it to his nose. Luckily he had a spell that allowed him to read books in mere seconds, and another that improved it and allowed him to retain all that information if need be. With those two spells glowing at the tip of his horn, it wouldn’t take long. Soon enough, after about 40 books, he got to one titled “Woodland creatures: A guide on understanding and mimicking them.”

“Ooohhh this is gonna feel so good!” He said under his breath while reading through it and clip clopping back to his room. There were lots of entries, like “how to get the strength of a bear” or the “speed of a tiger” but he was only worried about the cat section for now. After he had plopped on his bed, he found what he was looking for. Practicing for a bit he sped through the instructions so he could get to the good bits and finally come, and after a few tries he successfully made his hooves into paws.

Cuddles will admit, it felt a little weird to move them around at first. He could only imagine walking with these things. Making sure he was in a comfortable position for pawing off, he lay back on the pillows he so desperately wanted to bang just a few minutes ago, retracting his claws to see what it felt like so he did not accidentally do that same motion when cloppin- I mean pawing off. Of course, since he was such a lewdy paw sniffing fuck, his first thought was to of course take in a big huff of his new paws, but sadly they didn’t smell like how Dove’s did.
“Oh come onnnn that’s so lame…” There was a disappointed sigh at first, but then a thought of approval and almost appreciation towards his cat friend. She either didn’t wash them on purpose for him or just naturally smelled like that. He would have to ask.

Finally, he pressed the paw pads against his cock, feeling so much relief already. All of the pre that was in the process of slowly moving out came out all at once from the tip of his cock, and squishy on his paws. Cuddles brought one of the lynx paws to his mouth, sucking his delicious liquids off of each individual bean and the fur surrounding them. Meanwhile his right one began pawing away, up and down his long pony shaft. Now there was so much liquid it was getting onto his brown coat as it pressed up against his belly. Cuddles picked up the speed and couldn’t help but let out a girly moan, he was such a subby bitch wasn’t he? Now that he thought about it, he could have also used anal stimulation, but his Bad Pony toys were not here yet, so he wanted to save something like that for then. And besides, these paws felt so good, making him moan louder and louder as his stroking went on, only taking breaks to pant heavily and take in the scent of his steamy hot stallionhood. Cuddles was close, he could tell even in the haze he was starting to get into again. Luckily the paw spell was one that did not require much effort, so he would be able to keep pawing long past cumming. Speaking of which, the fluffiness and the beans were too much. Cuddles pressed both paws onto his large cock, pressing hard as he came, forcing the cum to squirt out harder then normal and stimulate him even greater. Strands hit his face, into his open mouth that was busy panting, and pretty much everywhere was horse cum all over him, most likely on the bed too. Thirty seconds of cumming went by, leaking and squishing the giant reserves of his pent up horse balls. Letting out a big huff, he played with his cock alittle, feeling the goodness of the paws even after he had cum.

The hormones went away, and he became instantly tired, turning to snuggle against his pillows and blankets again when suddenly, the hooves he normally grabbed and held blankets with were all back to normal except for one. One was still a big old Lynx paw. He tried doing the spell again, turning all his hooves into paws and then back again, but the other limb still stayed the same furry cat paw at the end. He tried everything, even licking the cum off of it, but to no avail. Too tired to search for a solution, he just slept with it for the time being. Laying his head into a pillow and starting to doze off, cock still in afterglow after such an amazing cum, he wondered how in the world he was going to explain how this happened to Dove.

“Oh gosh, she’s gonna think I’m the biggest perv in the world. Copying a part of her to get off? Great….” And with that Cuddle Cakes slept.