Stuffed Starlight

Sunburst’s heart was racing as he sat stock still. His eyes hardened as he trained his senses to the outside world, a flicker of magic casting out a small tendril of his mind to the immediate vicinity before his ears started to swivel. Too fearful to risk moving a single muscle, the stallion held his position, clutching the Starlight plushie against his chest.

The pony bobbed slightly with every breath, every inhale pushing the plush slightly higher, causing its mane to tickle against his beard tuft, and every exhale causing her flank to slide down and grind itself against his cock causing the shaft to twitch, and deposit a tiny trickle of his arousal down the front of his glands.

Sunburst’s breathing hitched when he felt the tufts of her tail tickling behind his balls, and Sunburst hesitantly grasped the plushie by the shoulders and held her still. “S-Stop it,” he snapped in a hushed whisper.

He wasn’t sure why he was addressing the plushie now, but it somehow felt… natural… As he pulled Starlight to his side, he rolled onto his hooves and carefully, tiptoed up to the front of the house.

He could have sworn he’d heard something.

Sunburst~~

He could already hear the plushie’s voice calling to him in the back of his head. It was like a tempting, sultry call of a minx, enticing him to return to her, begging him to go back and ignore whatever it was that had gotten his attention.

A small part of him wished he could. Sunburst’s heart was racing, his cheeks hot and red, and his glasses misting with every hot breath as he imagined the thought of somepony walking in on him doing… things with his Starlight Glimmer plush. He’d never been caught before, but now, under the prospect of it happening, something about that made him scared. And excited.

Even as he stumbled to his hooves, Sunburst’s racing heart and his beating cock was making it difficult to walk straight. He pulled his cloak gently over his back, straightening the fabric out with his magic and pulling the corners low so they covered his hind half. Whilst he clutched the plushie under his arm, only half aware of the sticky sensation it was leaving against his chest fur, he crept with it by his side to the front wall.

Saddling up underneath the windowsill, Sunburst took a moment to compose himself, to catch his breath and try to hold down his throbbing erection. He glanced sideways, craning his neck to see all the way around the front door, just a few feet away from him, thankfully, the door remained closed.

Not a knock, or a whisper, not any kind of call or sign that somepony might be listening.

Next he lifted his head, peeking slowly over the top of the sill. Not unlike what he’d done before, he listened carefully for somepony breathing, or walking, or even the cracking of hooves against the driveway outside.

Ears swivelled as they peeked above the ledge and Sunburst’s heart was like a beating drum—the only thing louder than that was the whispering in his ear—What if it was Princess Cadance? the tiny voice enticed, Or even better: What if Starlight were to walk through that door and see us fucking on the chair?

The prospect caused a minor surge of life to creep through his erection. The resulting bob threatened to push his cloak off his lap as a tent formed between his legs, shoving Starlight slightly further up against his chest. The smell of his own arousal against her fur, the sticky feeling of his pre made it feel almost like she was in heat.

Sunburst’s nose flared, but before her could start to drool he snapped his mouth shut and screwed his eyes up, pulling his nose away from the scent. “N-No—” he whispered.

He had to focus, dammit!

Sunburst shoved the plushie down away from his chin and stood up properly—If there was somepony out there and they saw him, so be it. They’d just see him standing in his house looking out of his window, and that was all.

Putting on a smile, and wiping the drool from his mouth, Sunburst pushed the curtains away from his window and looked straight outside, fully prepared to—

There was nopony.

Sunburst’s eyes widened as he looked out over the empty yard.

All he heard were the silent chirp, chirp, chirp of the crickets in the thickets and the occasional hooting of an owl on a prowl. There were no sounds, not of a stallion nor a mare, not a house with a mouse, nothing.

Sunburst held his breath as he listened a moment longer, then, still ducking, he snuck over to the front door. Casting a little magic towards the keyhole, he unlocked it and gently pulled the handle, cracking the doorway ajar just far enough to peek his head through the gap.

He squeezed the plushie tight, narrowing his eyes as he braced for what he could find but he found nothing. The air was calm. The night was dark, but only for the dim light cast by the flickering of the street lamps as the magical thrum of the Crystal Empire pulsed through the streets, feeding the city its delicate lifeblood of energy and sparkling magic.

Far off in the distance, there was the dim glow of the castle accompanied by the far-off shouts of ponies organising and erecting tents. The end of a circus highwire was peeking over the skyline, just barely visible against the sparkling, glowing miasma of the night sky.

But closer still, in the immediate surroundings of Sunburst’s front yard—there was nothing. Almost nothing.

A cool breeze blew past Sunburst, causing the blades of grass to rustle and a small object, about the size of his head and round, to make its presence known among the tall blades. It created a soft dragging noise, not unlike what he’d heard before, until a golden glow appeared around it, halting the tumble.

Sunburst pulled the plushie snail towards himself and tugged it inside as he closed the door behind him.

“Hello? What are you doing out here?” He asked the object.

He squeezed it, and the snail squeaked in response.

Sunburst turned the strange object over in his hooves, inspecting it carefully with a smile and half smirk. It looked like some sort of odd depiction of a snail with its grey and polka-dot exterior. It was also soft and crunched gently between his hooves, making it some sort of...plush.

A sudden chill ran up the back of Sunburst’s spine. Was this… If he wasn’t mistaken, he could have sworn he’d felt something touching him, and looking down at Starlight still held firm against his chest—and blushing slightly—Sunburst reflexively pulled the cloak closer over his shoulder to preserve his modesty.

Moving back to the window, he peeked his head out to get another look of the outside. Indeed, it was properly deserted. Other than this plush, it was only him and Starlight, and the open night air of the Crystal Empire.

Pulling starlight up from below his waist, Sunburst breathed a sigh of relief, and a little of disappointment. He was half expecting there to be somepony there, almost hoping there was, but maybe it was all in his imagination.

Lighting up his horn, he pulled the curtains together. He levitated Whammy up to one of the bookshelves, carefully stowing it between the old tomes. The toy squeaked as it settled into a gentle slump, just out of view in the corner of his vision, and turned his back to himself and Starlight, letting his back slump against the window. “I... Guess it was nothing...” He said aloud, as a shadow passed across the curtains behind him.

He looked at the plushie in his arms. The eyes seemed to flicker with life in the dim glowing light. Her gaze that bore into him with a sense of yearning, of something beckoning, and enticing stare. Sunburst could feel his cheeks twitch as a smile flickered across his face, and a flash of realisation…

He looked left. He looked right. He snuggled the plushie against his chest causing it to squeak loudly. All the while his fur stood on end and his heart raced with a mixture of excitement and trepidation.

That’s right. He was alone. It was just him and Starlight, nopony had to know if he...

His eyes were drawn to the chair in the living room and then back to the plushie in his arms. A smile spread across his face, turning mischievous as the ideas whirled around in his head making him swim. His glasses fogged over and he quickly pushed them further against the bridge of his nose, bringing them closer to his eyes to see through the dense haze.

A tiny tendril of magic reached behind, enveloping the handle and the latch in a gentle glow as he skulked his way back to the recliner, a bit of a hitch in his step as his erection stiffened between his legs, grazing the corners of his robe. “Sooo....” He started in a sultry tone, eyes narrowing as he eyed the plushie his arms.

He cradled it in his arms like a foal as he arrived at the recliner—Behind him, the door’s lock clicked and his magic pulled back, enveloping Starlight’s body with a warm glow. He pulled her up to eye level as he climbed atop the chair, settling her down against the backrest as he gazed deeply into her eyes.

“...You want me to fuck you on the chair, huh?”

A jolt of excitement startled Sunburst. His fur stood on end the moment the words had left his mouth and, below him, he felt the tip of his cock press against the soft felt of the chair, trailing a thin line of his arousal up the upholstery until it set, locked in place against Starlight’s dock. He imagined the plushie’s response. His breathing hitched, mimicking hers as she tensed against the sudden embrace.

Oh I bet you would.

He could have sworn he saw the plushie respond to that. Her fur seemed less matted, the eyes more alive, blazing with desire as he stared into them. It wouldn’t hurt to just give her...one...little... kiss...

Their lips touched, and Sunburst felt all of his worries and regrets melt away. His hooves pressed into the back of the chair as he laid atop her, then roamed to her side, grabbing the plushie by her shoulders as he leaned further into the kiss—moaning silently into her as he started to thrust, carefully and deliberately, pushing against the soft and wet felt between her legs.

Aaah...

Starlight’s voice echoed through his mind. He heard her, felt her, as his hooves pressed into Starlight’s shoulders and he leaned in for another quick kiss. He could feel his tail twitch, his balls tightening—the robe on his back, he pushed the corners of it out of the way, flaying it off the side of the chair.

Pulling back, Sunburst gasped for breath. Through the haze of his glasses—“Celestia, fuck it.” He discarded the glasses to the side and went in for another long kiss, breathing into the plushie’s lips as he thrust against her, and then switching his tactics, he grasped her thighs with both hooves and started fucking her properly.

With the first stroke he rammed it home until his tip tapped against Starlight’s chin, then with the second he settled into a slower, more shallow pumping motion. The room was filled with the soft schlick and the pants of a stallion in rut as Sunburst slowly settled into a steady rhythm.

Schlick

He’d slowly pull back, his balls tensing and his back arching—breathing in the smell of Starlight’s fur. The scent of his own arousal was heavy in the air. His flare would pulse against the tight confines between her thighs, and then he would push forward, plunging again into the depths.

Schlick

With his body pressed against hers, the small gap formed the perfect embrace, squeezing his flare as it drove forwards, wetting both Starlight’s and his own fur, lubricating the passage until it came to a rest against the underside of her chin. His balls pressed against the plushie’s backside. His shaft flexed against Starlight’s, his balls twitching.

“Ah...” He breathed, clenching his jaw.

Go on...

He heard Starlight say. Her voice was low, almost like a whisper. So quiet it might as well not be there, but still he could hear it. Focusing his eyes, Sunburst glanced down at the plushie—her button eyes were gazing into his with a desire—her breathing heavy—The plushie’s head tilted against the back of the bed, but its gaze remained centered on his.

Don’t stop, Sunburst. Give it to me. Give me everything you ever wanted, my beloved.

“St-S—Ah—” he gasped. His heart was racing. Sunburst felt himself on the brink as he felt his chest tighten and his entire body shudder. The beginnings of his orgasm were once more knocking at the door as another bead of pre shot out, streaked with white as he pressed his body against hers—But this wasn’t it.He couldn’t cum yet, no matter how much he wanted it he needed something. Something more. Anything to take him that tiny bit further.

Cum for me, please, Sunburst. Show me how much you love me.

Starlight’s voice was still whispering in his ears, goading him, daring him to take this further. It wasn’t enough for him to be against her, on top of her—He licked the small dribble from his lips, mouth dry as he nodded.

“J-Just this once,” He whispered, voice shaking with restraint.

Staggering, he pulled himself away from the chair, off of Starlight even as his pulsing erection leaked a second stream of rapidly-thickening pre across her belly. He could barely walk—legs as weak as they were—and the massive weight under his belly wasn’t helping matters as the stallion struggled to pull himself to his hooves.

Foregoing any sense of decorum, Sunburst threw himself blindly across the room, landing with both hooves braces against the lid of the barrel he’d discarded so long ago—The nails and the lid were barely a distraction as he tore them off, discarded the pieces to the floor, and dove with his magic to the bottom tossing aside the antiques he’d so carefully curated with Princess Twilight that very morning.

Books collided with the floor, pages scattered, crystalline glass trinkets shattered and metal ornaments bent and clanged against the solid matted carpet until, finally—Sunburst paused all of a sudden out of reverence.

His heart skipped a beat—his erection and tail switching in tandem as he retreated backwards out of the battered and beaten container, holding aloft his trophy to carry back to his waiting lover.

Returning to the recliner, Sunburst slowly approached Starlight with his treasure floating above his head. The hot flush was burning his cheeks as he grinned with magic stare—unrestrained by a flimsy pair of scholarly glasses to hide his real intentions as he lined himself up.

Her eyes were gazing into his and he into hers as Sunburst glanced across Starlight’s face, biting his lips at the prospect of what he was about to do—His mouth uncharacteristically wet all of a sudden, he licked his lip with a bead of sweat that trailed down his brow.

Moving his tip aside, he clasped both hooves over the space below Starlight’s tale and gently caused the fabric to pars. It only took a few adjustments, he always thought it might come to this, after all…

The extra stitching came undone with ease and the side of his hocks parted the plushie to reveal a small pocket inside with the internal stuffing still packed in solid like it had been made yesterday.

He clenched his teeth, chewing on his lip in the process as he tried to ignore the growing rod of steel between his legs and lowered the toy into place, perfectly filling the gap.

Starlight’s body stretched slightly to accompany the extra girth but once it was properly flush with her belly, the results were uncanny. She had the appearance of being a little more pudgy than before, but it was more than anything he could have hoped for—the exact right colour to match Starlight’s coat, the softest of materials, and with the gentlest of motions, he was able to part her newfound lips to reveal the pink flesh of her insides.

There was even a small nub that peeked out to meet him—the clit—that winked as his hoof tip pulled back the upper part of her hood.

His heart skipped a beat—his cock bounced as it pulsed another bead of pre that splashed onto the ground and chair, and then the next one directly into the fleshlight as Sunburst guided his tip against the opening, using his own fluids to lubricate and ensure she was ready and moist.

He could already hear Starlight’s voice, and for once he knew what she was going to say before he heard it.

You know what to do.

A tremor ran all the way up Sunburst’s spine. With no time to waste, he thrust into her, holding the plushie by her shoulders as he rammed his tip against the faux pussy.

At first nothing happened. Her body compressed under the force as his cock head compressed against the opening. Sunburst twisted his hips, feeling the gentle massaging of the soft surface against his flesh—more lube seeping into her opening as he leaned further forwards, practically looming over Starlight and the chair as he did so.

His heart was racing at this point. A small doubt ran through his mind as he strained against Starlight’s pussy, pressing and panting. His shaft flexed slightly as, for a moment, he felt like the tip had found purchase, but then it slipped and grazed across her hood, moving with a slick slurp over the opening as he wondered: “Did he make a mistake? Had he gotten one that was too small?”

How could that be possible? He’d measured himself several times.

Repositioning, Sunburst pulled back and allowed himself to adjust—The pounding in his ears was becoming unbearable as he stared down at the plushie in front of him, her voice screaming in his ear.

“Do to. Do it. DO IT”

And a flash of desperation, his body moved almost of its own accord. Like ravenous animal, Sunburst hooked his hooves onto Starlight’s hips and thrust forward, rocking his hips with abandon—One, two, three, on the fourth try, the tip of his cock found the spot and snaked into the hole with a loud and wet squeach—”Aaahh---” Sunburst gasped, his voice coming out a series of quick and short pants as he felt the tight, wet embrace slide up his shaft, teasing his tip until he felt the pressure of Starlight’s clit bump against his medial ring.

Almost instantly, Sunburst’s entire body seized up—a shockwave of pleasure sending explosions of tingling throughout his entire body as his breathing got stuck in the back of his throat—Then he exhaled—“Ah, fuuuuck…”---as he resumed thrusting.

Starting in short, small motions, Sunburst slowly settled into a rhythm, slowly pumping in and out of Starlight—with every motion sending a fresh wave of pleasure through his tip, and every thrust forward taking him deeper, making the movements all that little easier.

Schleck

Schleck

Schleck

As the rhythm slowly increased, Sunburst could feel his orgasm building in the back of his legs. He readjusted, spreading his stance, and pressed his hoof into the recliner for support, causing it to creak loudly. The weakened old springs inside groaned under the immense strain of a sex-crazed stallion in rut.

His nostrils flared at the rising scent of sex growing around him and it wasn’t long before he could feel her tight embrace moving past his medial ring, the nub of her clit now licking straight past the ridge with every thrust, tickling his senses and making his cock pulse and stiffen with his every move.

“Ah—F-Fuck—” He whispered under his breath, leaning down to bring his muzzle closer to Starlight’s, his eyes screwed shut as he tried to focus on the sensations, on not—The vicelike grip around his shaft grew tighter and tightened with every beating of his heart. “Yo-You’re so tight…” He swallowed, dryly. “I-I don’t think I can—”

Then don’t

She interrupted, causing the fur on the back of Sunburst’s back to stand on end.

Don’t hold back. Give it to me. Give me what you want, Sunburst. Cum. In. Me

“St-St”—Sunburst’s teeth clenched as his entire body locked into place—“Staaarlight....!” he screamed from the bottom of his lungs as his balls twitched and clenched.

His back arched and shook, as a wave of sensations washed over him—hilting inside of Starlight as he fired off his load—Pulse after massive pulse shot own his shaft , squeezed into the tiny space and locked by his engorged head—The pressure was too immense and spurts of cum shot out from the point of contact past his medial ring and down his balls, leaking out across Sunburst legs and seeping into the upholstery as Sunburst’s entire body shook.

He had the clarity of mind to pull free, and his head erupted from the fleshlight amid a flood of cum as he thrust it forward, against Starlight’s belly as ribbons of his seed shot out and over her head. “Aaaaahhahhh…”

He came, and came. The sticky ropes of his seed painted the plushie from head to hoof, and then some.

The last ropes shot past her to drench the chair. The first and second hit her mane, and her chin. Then the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth soaked into their coat together and, finally, the last few dribbles formed a pool against her where his flare lay, still pulsing and drooling thick globules of cum onto her belly.

“Ah...” Sunburst gasped, and slumped to the side, collapsing against the chair with Starlight beside him.

His vision blurred and eyes crossed, he reached to adjust his glasses, but upon realising they weren’t there, he broke into a fit of snickers and looked over to the plushie on his side, now more white and sticky than purple, much like himself. It was almost on instinct when his hoof bumped her to make the plushie look back at him like two lovers cradled together in their bed, Sunburst smiled as he leaned forwards, to peck her forehead with a kiss.

His lips came back wet with his own seed, trailing a miniscule string of cum between the two whilst his softening cock stood up into the open air, still leaking the last of his release, likely onto the floor where he couldn’t see it.

He inhaled. His nostrils filled with the thick scent of his own doing as he whispered. “I love you, Starlight.”

The plushie whispered back, echoing through his mind.

“I love you too, Sunburst.”

Then in the moments that followed, an unprompted question. “Promise you’ll tell me?”

“S-Someday...” Sunburst said, as he drifted off to sleep. “Someday, Starlight...”