//------------------------------// // Pinkie Pie // Story: Mane Six Cuddle Simulator // by CategoricalGrant //------------------------------// “Pinkie Pie!” Instantly, a pink blur slams into your torso, knocking you back to a sitting position on the floor. Blinking quickly, you recover and find that Pinkie Pie has wrapped her hooves tightly around your neck. “Yipee!” Pinkie Pie cries. Immediately following this, she devolves into an attack of giggles and snorts. “I was so hoping that Twilight would say my name, and she did! You and I are going to be best bed buddies!” Twilight rolls her eyes. “Have fun!” she says. You can’t help but feel that’s directed at you more than Pinkie. “Boy oh boy, I am going to cuddle you so hard!” Pinkie Pie shouts joyously. She devolves again into giggles and snorts. “I’m gonna hug you, and spoon you, and caress you, and nuzzle you, and snuggle you, and boop you, and-“ “That all sounds great, Pinkie Pie,” you interrupt. “But can you get off of me so that we can head over to your sleeping bag?” Pinkie Pie shakes her head emphatically. “Nopey-Dopey-Lopey! No can do! You have to carry me!” She tightens her grip around your neck. Groaning slightly, you place one arm under her hindquarters and one around her withers. Carefully, and with some degree of effort, you stand up from your seated position and carry Pinkie Pie over to her neon sleeping bag. As you approach, Pinkie Pie hops off of you and uses a hoof to open the end of the sleeping bag for you. Taking her hint, you carefully shimmy your way inside. Pinkie Pie then makes her way into the sleeping bag as well, but crucially she does it in such away that she climbs over you. After you almost choke on her tail and endure a few painful placements of her hoof, she settles into a position on top of you. She presses her muzzle against the tip of your nose, which forces you to look into her sky-blue eyes. “Hmmmm,” she hums as you remain lost in her adorable little pony-orbs. “How should we cuddle first!?” You don’t offer an answer. After a moment, she gasps and nuzzles your nose quickly. “Okay! I got it!” She rears her torso up and sits on your midsection. “Roll on your side!” You smile a little bit as you oblige her. “Neat. Are you thinking that we should spoon first?” “Yep!” Pinkie Pie says. But, instead of wriggling into your arms and pressing against your front side like you expect her to, she flops on the other end of you and quickly wraps all four of her hooves around you. She tightens the makeshift knot quickly, which restricts your movement a good deal. “Oof,” you puff. “Pinkie?” “Uh huh?” she chirps into your ear. “You’re, uh…You’re gonna be the big spoon?” She blows a raspberry at you. “Of course I am, silly! I’m the queen of cuddles, I can’t let some human come in here and just be the big spoon until he’s proven himself!” “I have to prove myself?” “Uh-huh!” A loop of her mane enters your vision. Somehow, it’s supporting a list written on paper stationary with a balloon watermark. In the corner, there appears to be a poorly drawn pink pony cuddling a stick-figure human, surrounded by little hearts. “We have to do all of these first before you can even think of being the big spoon!” The Stargazer The Cuddle-Driver The ‘We mostly cuddle at night…Mostly.’ The Pony Pillow The Reverse Pony Pillow The Super Hug The Scritchy-Scratcher The Fortress “And then maybe I’ll deem you worthy. Don’t worry, we’ll get through them all tonight, I promise! I’ll be waking you up every forty minutes to switch positions!” You exhale forcefully through your nose. “Great.” Pinkie nuzzles into your neck and slides one of her back legs in between yours. “Or, if you want, we could just stay like this.” She presses her pliable, warm, fuzzy torso even tighter against your back. “Well…” you mutter as she continues to nuzzle into your neck. It feels very nice. “Maybe we could cuddle like this for a little while…” You slowly close your eyes. Pinkie Pie giggles, albeit much more softly than before, and squeezes you tightly in a reverse-hug. Gently, she runs her hooves up and down between your shoulders and chest, and begins rhythmically rubbing her chest floof against you. “Mmmmmm….” You feel like you’re floating, and cuddling with a warm, inviting cloud to boot. “That feels so good, Pinkie…Why don’t we cuddle more often?” Pinkie Pie hums softly and stops her movements. Gently, she shifts her body into a tight but comfortable fit with yours. “That’s a good question, bestest human bed-buddy!” Quickly, she plants a big, smacking kiss on your cheek and rests her forehead on the back of your neck. “Let’s work out a cuddling schedule tomorrow.” You bring a free hand up to hold one of Pinkie Pie’s hooves, and then drift off to sleep.