...Golden Harvest! Or "Carrot Top", as ponies seem to call you! Anyway, you're the one!"
Here comes the moment of honor.
"Well, I'll be.", the yellow and orange pony says in front of you. "I get the cuddles."
You drum up more excitement from her by walking closer up and saying "You sure do!", while holding your arms out.
Golden Harvest giggles. "See you under here!", she says, sprinting over to and sliding under her solidly green sleeping bag, completely covering herself up in the process.
You giggle too. She seems so playful. Great personality for cuddles.
You slowly move into the sleeping bag with a grin, preparing to surprise Carrot with a sudden hug. But as you find out well before you can do that, you had lost.
She quickly wraps her front legs around your chest and back and squeezes tightly. "I've got the cuddler!", she exclaims.
You let out a laugh. She sure is happy for you to have chosen her.
But in any case, you two separate from the preliminary hug and actually get into the session. Without thinking about it, you both lay on your sides facing each other, with you on the right side of the enclosed sleeping bag, and her on the left. What presents is no movement, and awkward silence.
"So... are we going to cuddle like this?", you say, breaking the ice.
"That sounds good to me.", Golden responds. She spreads out all four of her limbs in a "come in for hugs!" position, and you waste no time shuffling into her cuddly grasp. She wraps your upper back into a hug, and even uses her back legs too, by resting them on top of your ankles. Your faces are also very close together, in a way that you can both feel each other's warm breathing.
"Ooh... humans are so huggable.", she says, hugging you tighter.
Ponies did seem to enjoy having a creature of larger size to hug. Not that two mares cuddling each other wasn't awesome, but this town has a low supply of stallions, so cuddle-loving mares rarely get the opportunity for bigger hugs.
"Happy to hear that.", you say, giving Carrot a pat on the side followed by a light rub. Which leads to your first question of the night.
"So, Golden Harvest, do you have a favorite style of petting, or the sort?", you ask. "Like, which area, or which technique, or the like?"
Turns out, this was a question especially relevant to her. "I really like to have my mane stroked.", she says. "Like, easily my favorite. Though a good pet almost anywhere else is good too."
"You don't have to ask me twice.", you say. You reach your left hand out to Carrot's curly, puffy mane and start giving her all the pets she could take. Your hand sinks into the sea of orange, displaying just how thick it is. Stroking your hand down from the top to finishing by unraveling the curls at the end, and repeating the process, Carrot closes her eyes and tightens her grip around you, utterly in bliss.
"Please keep going...", she whispers.
You didn't plan on stopping. Your hand continues to move tenderly across her orange mane.
After that, you remember her previous statement "A good pet almost anywhere else is good too". This prompts you to pet Carrot in all of the other main affection areas. You slightly move out of the hug and make room to rub her tummy.
"Heehee! That tickles!", she laughs, swishing her tail around and bumping the insides of the bag. She slightly blushes, with laughing not really being the expected result here.
"Hehe. This is a common thing when ponies are in an affection session with me. It's kind of hard to pet me there since I'm so ticklish. But I enjoy being tickled, so by all means include it here if you want."
You giggle in response. Ticklish ponies are adorable. You were trying to relax here though, and you wanted back into the full hug, so that could be saved for the morning.
The two of you silently decide to try and drift off to sleep mode, restoring the full hug from before at even tighter strength. Golden Harvest reciprocates your treatment on her by lightly petting the back of your neck, and adding things on with verbal treatment.
"I have to say, I feel so honored by you here, H.C.", Carrot says. "Like, what I've got with you here... I was only one out of nine who could have gotten it. And I was the one. I'm trying to feel grateful."
This sentence gives off bittersweet vibes for you. You get reminded of all those other ponies that aren't getting cuddles from you. Those who had their dreams for this night go up in smoke.
But looking at Golden Harvest, you're proud to make her happy.
She sure loves cuddling with you. And hey, this sleepover isn't the only time you'll see these ponies at night.
Yeah, you can put that aside. For now, it's all about Golden.
You lay your head down on the pillow and close your eyes for a long night of being hugged by her. That's everything you need.