Required Reading

She had been a bad filly.

Well, not entirely bad, but she certainly wasn’t doing what she was supposed to. The last chapter had been far beyond the intensity she had expected before going into it and her rear had been sore for a while long after. It didn’t hurt too much, but it certainly felt like she overexerted herself. To which she took the night to recover, and then the next night. After a while it had been quite a few days and she was more than behind on her promised reading.

She knew she messed up as soon as Mom asked, but she sheepishly admitted to it anyways else she get in even more trouble. Being grounded from the TV for a few nights did leave her with some more reading to do, but a new chapter still felt daunting after that noodle filled surprise. However, it seemed fine to re-read a few of the chapters and practice some of the spells once more.

But tonight wasn’t that night.

Even from this morning she had an inkling to trying something new, especially because she was going somewhere new today. After packing her saddlebags for today, she and her mother set out to woods outside of town with nothing but their wits… and snacks… and blankets, a large tent, and a whole assortment of other essential camping supplies. Her bags probably would have been heavier if they didn’t bring a small cart with them as well.

It was nice to get away for a bit too; to smell the fresh pine from the forests trees, hear the chirps and squeaks of the small critters, and taste the delicious smores they made off of a crackling fire in the evening. Even a clear view of the stars was a treat to see, with no outside street lights hiding their magnificence.

But she couldn’t see any stars now that she was in their spacious tent and under the covers of her blanket. The only thing she could see here was the book, illuminated up by one of the flashlights she packed. Even though a part of her was anticipating this part of the day, she had been sitting like a statue; barely moving and hadn’t even opened the cover in twenty minutes, waiting for mom to fall asleep at the other end of the tent.

It took a few breaths to work up the nerve to open the book. She winced as the air mattress below her squeaked as soon as she moved her hoof. Even with the crickets outside, she might as well have been making thunder with how loud it felt. But it didn’t stop her, she’d just have to be slower and make this as quiet as possible.

Soon, she pulled out the bookmark and started to read the next chapter. A cool shiver went down her spine as she read it: a loudening spell. For when she really needed to get back at her neighbours after they kept her up all night, or to crush the dreams of her ex who was creeping by the place. She blinked a few times. That was oddly specific.

The rest of it seemed simple enough, and almost routine by now… but maybe she’d just read through this part and not actually do it tonight. Being loud really wasn’t something she wanted to do right now with her mother on the other air mattress only a couple meters away in this large tent.

She bit her lip, hoping that her mother didn’t somehow sense that she was bending the rules a little. Maybe she could just catch up on this spell later! That was it!

“Oh…” she let out as she read the next part, only to freeze upon making the unintended words and listen as well as she could through the blanket. Everything still seemed clear.

Her eyes went back to the page, biting her lip a little to contain any more outbursts.

This one was a quiet spell. It was a way to leave her immediate surroundings; so quiet that no pony would be able to hear her even if she was having fun in the closet right by the family dinner table. She blinked a few times and read it over again. That… actually seemed doable!

Her horn lit up, grabbing the symbols of the spell in her magic as she read over the casting instructions. It was like she was putting them into a large bubble, one that surrounded her and the entire air mattress. She tried focusing on the imaginary bubble, letting the spell slip from her magical grasp when she thought it was enough. It… was hard to tell if it worked, but it did feel like the spell went into something.

Her ears flicked against the blanket on top of her head, trying to hear for something different. Well… there was always one way to check.

She stared out to the other end of the tent, peeking past the edge of the blanket. What if Mom knew what she was planning? The time was ticking by as she waited with her mouth half open, trying to say something. Maybe she could try asking her for a glass of water or something?

“M-mom?”

It was barely a quiet whisper, but it still felt like she was being way too loud. She gulped.

“Mom.”

There was no way she didn’t hear her.

“Mom!”

She couldn’t help but chuckle snort. “Mom! Mom! Mommy! MOM!”

“MOOOOOOOOMMM! Heheheh!”

Either Essence was truly silent or her mother had turned to stone. It was odd though, her voice sounded the same, but there was a slight muffle to it, almost distorted in a way. And with her new found silence, that meant. “I can do anything I want!” she said with a gasp as she slipped back under the covers, slid the book to the side and lied down on her back; a more comfortable position for what she had in mind.

She didn’t dive down immediately, even as she started to tingle down there; her body knew exactly where this was heading. Instead her hoof lingered on her belly, poking against the two hardening nubs of her teats. But with a stretch of her hoof she reached out and cupped her fillyhood, pressing in tight as her hips pushed back into the hold.

Her hoof wiggled a little, getting in between her parting folds and starting to draw out some of that wetness she knew needed some coaxing out. From the several days since she cast the tentacle spell, this was the first new one she was trying out in a while. But that didn’t mean she hadn’t been enjoying some of what she learned on a few of the nights.

The sensitive dot hidden inside her folds was nice to touch, but the full grasp on her mound felt like the right way to start everything off. The gentle circles she did with the sides of her hoof and gentle pressing of the tip of her hoof into her crevice was slowly getting the fires lit within. “Mmm~” she softly let out, before her eyes went wide at the sound.

But the sudden panic quickly faded as she remembered the spell. “MMMMM!” she forcefully moaned out, making it a point to be extra loud to try and calm her fears. Even if they were in the same tent, she didn’t need to worry about holding back her moans; her lungs could sound out as freely as they pleased as long as the spell was up. At least that was what she kept trying to remind herself.

The circles started to get firmer as wet squishes came out from down below. Instead of the side of her hoof pressing, it was now her soft frog rubbing up in long strokes, gently pulling at her lips. She could catch her faint citrusy and alfalfa scent filling the air under the blankets. Her breath shook and her head pressed into the pillow as she rode up a little wave of pleasure. It wasn’t the big finish. Not yet at least. But it was enough to indulge in for as long as she could.

And like it was never there, the crest of the wave passed and she stared down at her fillyhood as her hoof casually continued.

Even as she circled on her clitoris, her horn started to light up as she started to will a magical cucumber into existence. But the magical field waivered, even as she tried putting more energy into it. Multitasking was taking its toll and nothing solid formed. She huffed a little and paused her dance down below, focusing on the shape in front of her.

She had gotten it to work a few nights ago after reading the book again, but this time she was just trying to pull it from memory; a smooth cucumber was all she needed. With her hoof now still and some concentration, she felt the magic flow into the shape and actually start to hold together. It felt right, but she pushed a bit more magic into it just to make sure that it stayed together.

Like a switch, her horn shut off and the magical length fell onto her chest. It certainly was solid, but yet only a fraction of the weight of a real vegetable. The weight didn’t matter though; it was the shape she was after. Biting her lip she grabbed it in her magical grasp and floated it down below. It was nice that these purely magical items seemed to stick to her telekinetic field, unlike real objects that seemed to always want to slip from her grasp.

She could feel the warmth of the cucumber and the faint magical tingle as she slid it down the center of her nether lips. The tip played around the edges of her entrance, wetting itself on her juices, anticipating the plunge to come. Her hoof wrapped around the back of her thigh, pulling her leg up and spreading herself to get a better look as the tip started to press into her.

The translucent bluish colour of the magic toy started to blend with her inner pink, letting her see a hint of the tunnel inside her; at least as much as she could without a mirror. But then again, she remembered how she looked a week ago with her clone and how she tasted on her own lips.

“Mmm~” she softly called out, pressing the toy in a little further and starting to do shallow strokes, easing the toy in at her own pace. The thought of eat her own fillyhood again filled her mind, and having the task reciprocated filled her horn with energy. She hadn’t called the clone back yet, but it might not have been the best idea right now anyways, even if she was silent.

Neither would tentacles be all that great now. It holding her up for the world to see while it plunged into her from all directions, pressing in as far as she thought possible. She pushed the toy in deep, awakening those inner sensations once more, trying to recreate the feeling of one of those tendrils stuffing her entirely. “O-oh… y-yea~” she whispered under her breath as she held the toy there and started shaking it from side to side inside her. The length moving around like that was enough for her held leg to kick out.

The slow penetrating appetiser was building the fire up even more, her loins were starting their needy calls, and who was she to deny them that request? With a pull of her magic, the toy came halfway out, right before she plunged it back in. She focused her magic on the base of the cucumber, pretending that it was attached to a small wheel between her legs; spinning down as it slid inside and spinning up as it came back out, all in a rhythmic motion. Even the different angles of penetration had their own feel to it when she pretended the toy was attached to an even bigger wheel.

The circle track she moved the toy on with her magic was all she needed to focus on, else her magic get lost in the pleasure. It seemed simple enough, but the slow build up inside her always had her magic wavering when it was getting to the good part, and her hoof didn’t feel the same as using her magic; maybe this time she could go further than almost getting there like she had done before.

“Ohhh…. Oh~!” she let out, going at a sprinting pace for a few moments as she rode a small wave to the top; the first of many on the way to the big finish. One of her hindlegs pulled up as everything started to build up, before reflexively kicking into the blanket below as it got too much. With a small waiver in her horn, she let out several heavy breaths of content and slowed down to a steadier pace; one that she could actually hold to the end. Her mind stayed on her horn as best as she could, letting her body feel what it needed to feel, and move how it wanted to move.

Even if her limbs seemed to be flailing around without any care, flashlight dancing around as she moved, and air mattress squeaking out below her, it didn’t matter at all. She could forget about trying to be quiet for one night and let it all out how she wanted to. Juices were flowing freely and heavily filling the air under here with her unique citrusy and fresh alfalfa scent, only to be replaced with fresh air when her hoof pushed at the blanket and let some waft in.

“UHH~!” she let out deep from within as she pushed in just the right way to have her belly squeezing tight and tunnel almost trying to milk the magic out of her toy. That sensation she never could have imagined getting used to, but now it was hard not to crave this moment, even if it was a little tougher to move the toy around until she relaxed a little more.

She held her breath as she rode up another rise that was bigger than the last; she was getting close. The wet squishes each time she pressed were music in this moment; each squeak, gasp, or moan only adding to the ensemble she was creating under these sheets.

Limbs grabbed, pulled and pushed around like they had a mind of their own. Her body couldn’t help but follow along, sending her tossing and turning like it was a night of restless sleep. The light of the flashlight danced around as it rolled on the air mattress’s surface. Her head turned to press against the pillow, grabbing some of it in with her teeth as she felt the biggest wave yet rise up; this was it.

The tingles grew even more as the toy slid all the way down her tunnel each time, but she could feel her horn faltering. She bit harder on the pillow and focused as much as she could on that circle motion with her magic. She didn’t want to give this up. She couldn’t give this up!

With one last effort, she pushed that much more until she could feel herself reaching the peak and lifting off. Her hindlegs pulled up as her thighs squeezed tightly together; legs being just far enough up that she could still keep her magic going. ”O-ohh~! OHHHH!” she moaned out loud, letting her lungs be free as they wanted; the build-up hit her again and again.

Hey fillyhood squeezed the intruder with all its might, sending her relatively smooth rhythm into jerky spasms, trying to move in her vicelike hold. Her head lifted off the pillow and her whole body curled each time she managed to sink the toy in, letting out a weak grunt every time. The race was over, but each last thrust felt like a victory lap.

Her horn finally cut out and everything relaxed, letting her fall back into her pillow with a whump. The toy was still lodged deep inside, but it was fine to hang around there for a while; the magical tingles trickling into the deepest of her walls only added to the afterglow she enjoyed for those precious few seconds.

But after some heavy breaths, she found enough energy to do what needed to be done and pull the toy free with her hoof. It was hot and completely soaked, but she didn’t keep it for long, tossing it down and pushing it to the very bottom of her blankets with a hindleg to dissipate later.

As much as she didn’t want to move in this moment, she still had a few more things to take care of. Her eyes slowly opened and her horn lit up again as she focused on the silencing bubble surrounding her. The magical aura pressed against the bubble, trying to make it turn off now that she was done. It wasn’t taxing, but it wasn’t easy to do. It was like she was trying to unlock a faulty door, feeling some of the correct things fall into place, but never actually getting it to work all the way.

After fiddling with the spell for a few minutes, she ended with a huff and grabbed the book. The attempt felt closer than the last few times she practiced the dispel spell on her own; just on the edge of working, but it still wasn’t enough. Flipping to the familiar page, she plucked the spell out and a moment later the slight muffle of everything inside this bubble returned to normal.

With that all done, she stuffed the book back into her nearby saddlebags, clicked the flashlight off, and fell back as she slowly started to drift off to sleep. But as she quieted down, closing her eyes and hearing the gentle sounds of crickets outside, there was another noise coming from the other side of the tent. Her ears twitched a little as she focused on it: soft but heavy breaths, and a noticeable rhythmic squeaking of an air mattress.

Sleep was taking over, but her mind still wondered what that was. It might have been what she would have sounded like without the muffling magic. She mentally chuckled. Mom really needed to learn the quiet spell too.