The Story
Stuffing Twilight’s Plot
Pearl Tinker maneuvered Twilight’s hole in line with her shaft. Once satisfied, the shaft plunged deeply into the waiting hole. She started pumping. While doing so, Pearl used her hooves to get a good feel of Twilight’s plot. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever think she would be doing this job, let alone this.
Minutes seem to pass by in bliss for her. Realising that she was nearly finished, Pearl grabed Twilight’s plot firmly as she ensured that the last of the white stuff poured into Twilight’s hole. Content that none of it would spill out, Pearl pulled her shaft out of Twilight. Her head lolling to one side of the chair’s headrest, recalling what led to this situation.
It was raining, hard. The pegasi had scheduled heavy rain for three days over Canterlot much to Pearl Tinker’s annoyance. The cordovan unicorn had been fired for sleeping on the job, two days later she was kicked out of her flat. With nothing to her name, Pearl was forced to live on the streets. She tried for various jobs, but why hire somepony who has little experience over somebody else who has been doing that job type for years?
Living on the streets for years took a toll on Pearl. Her once elegant coconut coloured mane now hung lifeless and unkempt. The constant ridicule and insults were getting to Pearl, along with her current lifestyle. Shivering, she tried moving deeper into her damp box. Glad that she had found a fairly sheltered place to sleep. She had started to give up hope, nobody would even consider giving her a job looking like she did. Curling up to stay warm, Pearl Tinker damp and cold went to rest. She could hear shouting nearby, but that was nothing new sleeping on the streets.
Warmth.
That was not right, thought Pearl.
She forced open her eyes. It was a sterile white room, with a small cabinet with a lamp on top. The word hospital found its way across her mind.
“Ah, you’re awake,” spoke a female voice.
Startled, the unicorn jumped and looked towards the direction the voice came from. In one corner of the room sat a capri coloured earth pony wearing a nurse's hat. She was holding an open book, however from her vantage point Pearl was unable to ascertain what book.
“You’ve been very ill Miss Tinker. The guard found you and brought you in, fighting for your life you were. Pneumonia, Trench Hoof, Bronchitis, amongst other more serious illnesses”
“How do you know my name?” inquired Pearl.
“When you were brought in, you had no ID. So the hospital sent some ponies to the city hall archives and register. A few days of searching we found your registration to become a Canterlot resident.”
A few days, thought pearl, how long have I been here, more to the point how much will this cost me?! Panic overwhelmed the unicorn, curling up Pearl started to rock and cry in her bed. A unexpected gentle hug quickly brought be back to her senses from her panic attack. Looking up, she saw the worried face of the nurse.
“How…. How much… will this… cost me?” Pearl asked, her speak broken by her sobs.
“What do you mean miss?”
Calming herself down, though still upset, Pearl managed to stop crying. Wiping her tears off her face with her left foreleg.
“I’ve been here for days, weeks even. I can’t afford a decent meal, let alone a medical bill!”
“Sussssh, sussssh, it’s ok,” soothingly spoke the earth pony, “This is the Twilight Hospital. We’re funded by Princess Twilight, so we don’t need to make such horrible demands. We provide free medical care to those who can’t afford it, even to those who can afford it as well.”
“I, I don’t have to pay?” spoke a shocked Pearl.
“That right hun, you don’t have to pay a single bit, not one. We’re a new hospital inspired by a new country we’ve come into contact with a few months back. I think it’s called Whales, or something like that. Now, since you’ve calmed down, first of all you’ve been here in our care for around five months, it was touch and go but you pulled through in the end. Second, we would need to know how you got into the state we found you in, so if it’s alright we need to ask you a few questions….”
The next couple of hours the nurse questioned the recovering unicorn while answering some of her own questions. Satisfied the nurse left to fill out paperwork relating to pearl. The following days a number of officials came to question and provide aid to her. Most importantly, one had managed to secure Pearl a job in a rapidly growing company and some lodgings. While not ideal, they were a lot better than where she had been living.
During their visits, she had learned that a portal to another world had opened on the outskirts of Canterlot a few months prior to her admission. It had been kept hush hush until formal diplomatic relations were formed.
Upon her discharge, the orderlies kindly gave her a map to her provided lodgings. It was a small single roomed flat in an apartment bloc located by the new industrial estate that had formed around the portal.
Pearl?
Pearl?!
PEARL!
She snapped back to the present. Panicked, she looked around looking to see who was shouting her name. A few hoofs to her left, her Earth Pony friend and co-worker was busy stuffing Princess Luna. They had both started the same day and quickly became friends. Much to their mutual surprise, they were living on the same floor in the apartment bloc.
“I don’t know what to do with you sometimes,” grinned the cherry coloured Earth Pony, looking over to Pearl taking pause in administrating to Luna.
“S-sorry, I just find this to be so unreal Swift,” she sheepishly replied, a blush forming across her muzzle.
“We all do” spoke Swift as she returned her attention to Luna in her hoofs. Slowly kneading the Princesses firm plot, “It’s not often you can describe your job as stuffing the royal plot!”
“S-s-swift! Don’t be so vulgar, you sound like a stallion,” reprimanded Pearl.
“Ha, you love it, don’t lie. Right looks like I’ve finished with this one.”
Taking a firm grip of Princess Luna, Swift Law picked her up and dropped into the box next to her alongside the Princess Luna’s she had worked on earlier in the day. Refocusing upon task, Pearl levitated the Princess Twilight off the floor and back into her hooves. Kneading the Princess, she deemed she was stuffed hard enough and dropped her into a box similar to that of Swift’s.
“Is it weird that this new country… sorry world we’re in contact with wishes to own plushies of various ponies? It’s a bit stalkerish,.” asked Pearl as the took a new, unstuffed Princess Twilight plushie.
“Yea it is, but without them you’d probably be stuck in a debtor’s prison. Dayum, I bet a stallion would boast about this job with his mates down in the pub.”
“Would he now?” asked a new, feminine voice behind the pair. Barely audible over the stuffing machines.
The pair flinched. Looking behind them they saw their supervisor; Gloomy Affection. A tough abet fair boss. Those she felt were slacking faced serious problems and were often punished. Whereas those she felt were pulling their weight received bonuses and small gifts from her.
“H-helo Ms Affection,” gingerly spoke Pearl
“Afternoon, I hope neither of you were slacking, hmmmmm? Remember, we have a special guest visiting the warehouse today and a need to set a good example. Is that clear?!”
“Yes Ms Affection!” the pair replied.
“Good, I shall be in my office. Tomorrow is the weekend, you can fool around then,” huffed Gloomy Affection as she trotted off. Once she had left Swift Law looked over to Pearl.
“It always scares me how silent she moves,” she said.
“Tell me about it... why she isn’t working in the guard is a puzzle” replied Pearl, “Say Swift, who do you think she meant by special guest?”
“Don’t know, might be a company director from Build-A-Pony I suppose…” trailed off Swift, picking another Princess Luna and placed it on the stuffing machine, “Oh Swift, stop teasing we want the royal plot stuffed, impale my body upon thy shaft!” jokingly spoke Swift, doing a bad imitation of Princess Luna
“Swift!” bemoaned Pearl, giving her friend a telekinetic slap across the back of her head, “Why are you always doing such crude things! I swear you’re just a stallion in a mare’s body!”
“Oh lighten up Pearl! Come on, it’s boring doing this all day long. Stop being such a spoil sport. Have some fun for once at work, it helps the day go faster.”
“ffffiiinnnnnneeeee.”
“That’s my girl! Now come on, let’s hear it.”
Sighing, she flipped the empty plushie over so it was facing her belly up. Looking deep into the doll’s eyes, Pearl took in a deep breath.
“Oh Pearl! Look deeply into my beautiful violet eyes as you ravage my needy body with your hot, thick, rod,” said Pearl, her voice dripping in lust while trying to do her best impression of Princess Twilight. Looking over to her friend, a slightly shocked grin was plastered.
“Daym girl, you sure have a lot of re-“ Swift’s retort was quickly cut off at the sound of falling boxes behind them. The duo looked behind them expecting to see an enraged Gloomy Affection. Yet, rather than seeing their supervisor they beheld a rather flustered Princess Twilight.
“Y-y-y-your majesty! I-I can explain!” panic etched into Pearl’s voice.
“N-No need, these things happen,” replied the flustered princess.
Pearl noticed a growing blush starting to light up across her face. Wow, Pearl thought as she looked at Twilight, she really does have such enchanting eyes.
“Well, I see everything is fine here, heh heh. I’m so glad ponies like yourselves are helping our trade links with the Humans”
Bowing, the pair turned back to their work with the stuffing machines, hoping the princess wouldn’t report their comments. The din of the machines drowned out their shame. Yet rather than walking off, Twilight moved closer to Pearl. Her heart thumping with excitement from what she had overheard Pearl saying.
Leaning down to the unexpecting mare, Twilight whispered into pearl’s ear, “You think I have beautiful eyes?”
Stunned, Pearl turned her head to the princess, inches from her face. Unable to truly comprehend what she was asked, she numbly nodded her head. Happiness accompanied by a rather cute blush spread across Twilight’s face.
“Omygosh thank you!” exclaimed Twilight, hugging Pearl in her seat.
During her embrace, Pearl enjoyed the sensation of the closeness and warmth Twilight gave. Pearl could hardly remember the last time she had been held in such an affectionate manner that wasn’t out of sympathy. Much to her annoyance, Twilight broke the hug.
“So-” Twilight paused as she looked at the name tag on Pearl’s uniform, “Pearl, are you doing anything tonight?”
Unsure as to the reason of the question, Pearl simply shook her head. The only thing she had planned was to make some supper and then sleep.
“Great! Meet me by the entrance of the castle at 6 o’clock sharp. See you later Pearl” happily spoke Twilight as she trotted away with a skip in her step.
Did Twilight just ask me out on a date? Thought Pearl. She kept thinking the same thing over and over until she heard her colleague speak. Until then, Pearl had failed to notice that Swift had stopped stuffing during her exchange with Twilight.
“Soooooo, Pearl and Twilight sitting in a tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes marriage, second come the honey moon where you buck each other’s bra-“ Swift’s singing was abruptly cut off, as she was hit with a unstuffed Twilight plushie thrown from a rather crimson faced Pearl.