Cuddle Buddies: IvoryxShiner 2 Challenge Act *clop*

Your two little ponies are quite the pair. They challenge each other on occasion with their writing, and the latest one has gotten them into something interesting.

A while ago, you had entered their play room to find out why Ivory had just let out a frustrated shout. You also were curious as to why Shiner found it amusing that she was struggling with something.

A short explanation revealed that another challenge had been issued. This time? Clop writing. Ivory had experimented with it a little before, but this time they talk as though it's serious business. Shiner issued the challenge to write a clop scene for her main story, and she seems to be coming up short on ideas.

"Why don't you help her brainstorm Shiner?" That's all you had said earlier. Now, you sit upon the couch ready to read something a little different from what they told you.

"Shiner did help me out Master. More than I had hoped, but it worked nicely. I actually feel like I can do it this time," she sounds so excited as she says that. "This is a test run before I do the actual thing. I hope you like it Master." How could you say no to that smile? She looks like a stuffed animal, and the way she hopped with joy nearly gave you more diabetes.

Shiner appears to be a little distraught. It's like some large debate is brewing up a storm in his head. "Is there a problem Shiner?" He doesn't even look up at you. Ivory looks over to him, and now sports a very visible blush.

"You might want to read the story Master since it'll most likely explain everything." She says this as she Wobbles over to you.

Why is she a little wobbly on her hooves? Come to think of it, she had a little wobble to her walk when they came out of the play room. Better get reading.

Shiner likes clop too much.
by Ivory
Really Ivory?
Co-written by Shiner

Master is a genius, but she's also crazy at the same time. She had just suggested that you have Shiner help you write this challenge involving Trixie and a pony named Anon. Wouldn't that defeat the purpose? You know Trixie better than he does anyway.

"Okay Ivory," he chuckles, "do you want me to help you?"

He writes three pieces of this clop stuff and suddenly he's great at it? Hmph, that first one was littered with errors, and you still remember how many times he banged his head on the coffee table when Master showed him. You'll show him. You just need a great idea. "I can do this Shiner. I just need a good idea," you retort finally.

"Are you sure it's even the idea that's wrong?" He asks, looking over your papers.

"What do you mean?"

"Each time you get to the big scene you stop. It's as if you keep giving up the moment you reach it."

"I told you, I just don't have a good idea yet."

"You mean: you don't have a good idea on how to write clop."

You puff your cheeks at him. "I can too!"

One of his ears falls to the side as he sighs. He points his hoof at one sheet, and you take a look. You're not particularly proud of that one, but that's why you scrapped it. You're about to tell him that when he clears his throat and points again. Upon closer examination, you find he's pointing at a certain part of the writing.

"You're going at it too fast Ivory."

"Too fast? Are you talking about pacing?"

"No, I mean it lacks a lot of descriptive. It goes by too fast. You're practically sidestepping the most important part. The reader isn't seeing the intimate moment you're trying to convey here."

Your ears droop, and you begin looking at other sheets. They show the same signs. In every re-write, the intimate moment passes by too quickly. You knew there was something wrong in each attempt, so you scrapped them. However, you didn't know that this was the problem. "I see what you were getting at now." You sniffled a little as you said that. Was he right?

"I think I've got an idea." You don't think you liked that tone.

"I'm cautiously listening."

"Heh, well how about you and I write a different clop for Master. Together."

"Together?" Your ears shoot straight up as you realize what he just meant. "Shiner," you scold, "you're not really suggesting we-" You're silenced by his hoof.

"You want to write the challenge right? I think you'll get a better idea of everything if you actually experience it."

"I know, but... bu-" you don't get another word out as he brings his lips to yours. You're taken aback a bit, but you can't seem to find the energy to resist. He takes this as a sign to continue as his tongue pokes between your connected lips. Unable to fight the moan, his tongue invades your mouth and begins to explore. Remembering what he said before, you start noting all the feelings he's subjecting you to. His tongue tasting the roof of your mouth, the urge to let him continue, and the sudden heavy feeling in your eyes as they close involuntarily. You can only rest your head in his hoof that he brought to your cheek.

He pulls away, and breaks the contact you two shared, save for the strand of saliva connecting his tongue to your bottom lip. You open your eyes slightly, but you're still like a wounded animal. Only Master has ever been able to leave you like that after a kiss. Well, Masters kisses take a lot more of your control than this. You can actually remain standing after this.

"Like that? I picked it up from Master, but there's something more important. Did you take mental notes?"

You can only go "mmmm" and slowly nod in response. Your body is virtually in a trance. You are taking notes; however, something feels weird. You're feeling something different whenever Shiner's face appears in your thoughts. Your eyes get a little bigger as you realize you know this feeling. It's nearly the same feeling you have towards Master. You would do anything for Master since you love her, yet right now you feel just about willing to follow through with Shiner's crazy idea.

"Ivory? Are you alright?"

"Do it."

"Huh?"

You walk over to him and nuzzle his cheek. With one hoof you begin reaching under his body and towards your new desire. Your hoof runs along his sheathe, and you hear a gasp. Rubbing it gently, you start getting the response you were looking for. That fleshy 5th leg is poking out.

Pushing him onto his back, you continue to rub his hardening length. You take your hoof away, noticing the new confused look on his face, and replace that hoof with your tongue. He throws his head back as you sample a taste up the entire length of his member. His head finally comes back, and his eyes lock with yours. Whatever he did to you with that kiss, you want to let him know just how it made you feel.

"Ivory," he sighs before continuing, "I didn't mean like th-oohhhh." He couldn't fight back that moan at all. Just like you wanted.

Much to his dismay, you stop servicing him, and lay on your own back. Spreading your legs, you fix him with a "come hither" look he can't seem to resist.

He gets up, slowly makes his way over, and now his body looms over your own. That feeling of being protected comes back in full force as you continue noting all the sensations. Shiner's body shields you from the world, his member rubs along your entrance, and a look of desire is plain upon his face. He cares about you, and you care about him in turn. You've always felt that way since the salesman's domestication. Now, you feel more than that. Was it from the kiss, or did the kiss uncover it?

Let him have your body. Let him do as he pleases, as long it maintains this feeling within you. Master called him your big brother more or less, but it feels like so much more.

"Are you ready?" He asks.

"Please," is all you can moan out to him.

You focus on your nethers as his rod begins pushing against you. You have to note these feelings, and you're rewarded by an increased awareness of the penetration into your body. Slowly, it pushes your walls apart, opens your locked treasure chest, and rubs against your inner muscles. You can feel the muscles contracting and guiding him in. They're pulling, and you're letting it all happen. You're a spectator at this point as you're assaulted by the sensations striking your brain from your insides. The receptors are all singing the praise of this invader as it pleasures them and you as a result.

He finally touches your deepest parts, and your body floods your conscious with a feeling of relief. Your hind legs are straight at attention, and you use your forehooves to hold his face. You want him to see what he's doing to you. He has to know, and it seems he gets your message. His eyes reveal that he is willing to meet your demand. He'll protect you, he'll never leave you alone, and all you have to do is give him this; your body.

You become faintly aware of your body squeezing him. It feels amazing as the receptors are still shooting sparks of pleasure to your brain. You then notice their dislike for what he's doing now. He waited for you to adjust to him, and now he's slowly pulling back out. The invader is retreating, and your body is not having it. It's grabbing at him, desperately holding on, but it's not enough. You pant as he nearly exits, and you continue to make him stare at you.

He doesn't give you a moment as the invader makes a swift return. Your body rewards you with relief, and forces out a moan. You can feel your ears trying to turn inward into your head. They're practically attaching themselves to your head, but you have no control over it. You don't want control over anything. You've got to take your notes, and show him how you feel. How do you do that though?

A steady pace of in and out begins, and a song begins to play throughout the rec room. Moans, grunts, and the noise of his length diving into the pool that is your arousal. You've been leaking juices for some time now, and his continued thrusting has begun making all sorts of squelching sounds.

He continues to penetrate your body as you've lost all sense of keeping your notes. It's becoming too much to handle. There's too many things to keep track of. It all feels too good, and you can't take it anymore.

"YES," you shout. Shiner is a little surprised by the comment, but a warm smile paints his face for a moment before contorting into releasing another grunt. You notice your walls are squeezing at him much harder now. "Shiner!" you call to him. You have to tell him. He has to know.

He gives off a moan that you believe means that he's just about there. "Ivory, I'm just about ready t-" he's once again cut off, but this time it's because you mashed your face to his. You give him a long passionate kiss that he tries in vain to return. He's too distracted by his assault on your insides to focus. You pull back with a loud groan.

"Shiner!" once more you call, but you follow it up with something you didn't expect. "I love you!"

"What!?" he blurts out, but it doesn't matter. He has already buried himself in you, and he is now granting your womb what your muscles fought so feverishly for. The warm fluid fills your body as you both shout. More and more of his seed is deposited within you over the next few moments.

You're full of his own love now. He heard what you had been wanting him to know. You can tell he heard it by the look on his face. He's speechless. You smile as you pant. Your forehooves still hold onto his face, but your hindlegs fall limp to the floor. He took your body just as you offered it.

"Ivory," he manages between pants, "what you just said."

You shush him with a hoof, and continue smiling. "I love you Shiner," is all you can say.

He slips out of you after a couple more moments, and soon your body regains the strength it needs to move. Nothing more is said until you clean up, and get to work. You have to detail everything you just experienced. And detail you do as this piece finally comes to a close.

The End

You don't know how to feel about this to be honest, but a smile has formed on your face. It's quickly replaced with a groan as you come back to the real world and look down towards Ivory. She's currently showing you how much she loves you as well, but with her tongue this time. Her eyes are locked on yours, and that extension swirls inside your body as if it's fully committed to take you over the edge.

"You did ahh~ good work this ti-oooh time my little pony. I enjoyed it very much." You're trying to praise your little writer between the noises you can't help but make. Soon enough it's too much as you throw your head back and call her name. She doesn't stop until your body finally comes down from the high of pleasure.

Retracting her tongue, she just smiles up at you. It seems she had enough love to give to you, but you don't let her say it as you scoop her up, lay her on the couch, and return the favor. You don't dive into her nethers; however, you opt to grant her a nice belly rub which she surrenders to.

It doesn't take long to provoke her usual response, and you look over to Shiner. His eyes search yours for an answer. It seems he has no idea how to handle what happened before concerning Ivory's confession. "It's quite alright Shiner. I'm sure she always had that feeling, but you just finally coaxed it out of her."

He puts on a weak smile, hops onto the couch, and rest his head in your lap. You don't let him rest as your hands make their move to give him what you just gave Ivory.

Your two ponies really are a pair.