"Tiny but still your princess (TinyTwixAnon, fluff, edging)"
By Betanon (https://pastebin.com/u/Betanon)

URL: https://pastebin.com/GG1Mmt5g
Created on: Friday 24th of November 2017 11:41:33 AM CDT
Retrieved on: Saturday 24 of October 2020 12:08:34 AM UTC


>>no tiny Twilight Sparkle to lounge on your ballsack like a beanbag chair and use her magic to edge you all day long

>She's been doing it for two hours
>You can't take it anymore
>So you beg
>Again
>And she giggles
>Again
>You tried to take care of it
>You tried to overpower her magic
>But you can't, you can barely move
>She has you pinned down
>She only lets you squirm as her magic strokes you, closer and closer
>And groan as she stops
>As she turns around and wrap her hooves around your shaft to hug it and pepper your head with kisses as it starts to soften, once again
>And then you feel her magic surge inside of you
>And not twenty seconds later, you're back at full mast, throbbing and moaning her name as more and more pre forms on your tip
>And you throw your head back as she leans forward to suckle and lick your slit clean
>And you call her name as you feel her tongue prod at the entrance, as she makes sure there's nothing left, as she tells you how delicious you taste
>And you whine as you see her move, preparing to take back her place on her 'throne' as she calls it
"Please, Twilight, let me come, I love you, please--"
>"Awww, I love you too!"
>Your heart soars at her words
>Yet it doesn't stop her from ignoring your request
>And you wince as the mixture of pain and pleasure shoots up from your balls being squeezed by her weight
>They're at least twice as big as they were when you started
>Her magic's doing, certainly
>They're also way, way more sensitive
>And an animalistic grunt escapes your throat as her magical grasp reaches your head in its upward stroke
>You should've came from it
>You can feel it
>You can feel the valves opening, you think you can even feel your cum accumulate at the bottom of your canal
>But you don't
>She doesn't want you to, not yet
>But you can't take it, so you call out to her
"Twilight? Princess? My princess?"
>But she ignores you, the book she was reading is already floating back in front of her
"Please, I-I can't take it anymore, I feel like I'm losing my mind!"
>The book opens up and she resumes reading it

>Should you use the safeword?
>That's what it's for, right?
>But...
>She'll be disappointed in you
>Would she hate you for it?
>Would she stop loving you?
>You don't want that, you don't want any of that
>But you want to cum
>So bad
>But she doesn't want you to!
>Fuck
>Fuck fuck fuck
>But the relentless feel of her magic around your shaft has very soon reason of your resolve
>It's okay
>She'll understand
>You'll tell her you love her and you'll say that you're sorry and you'll try harder next time
>So you part your lips, and say the word
"Lavend--"
>But her own voice cuts you off
>"Mmh... it's true that we've been at it for a while now..."
>How?
>Was it part of her plan?
>Did she know you were at your limit?
>Is she reading your mind?
>Like a book...?
>...The book? THAT book?
>The strokes don't stop, but her magic keeps spreading down until it completely engulfs your balls in its warmth
>And it pulses
>It doesn't really hurt this time
>There's only pleasure as she lifts them, ever so slightly
>As if she was weighing them
>"And you've got so much prepared for me~,"
>She turns, and her gaze finds yours
>But she doesn't say anything for a while
>She only looks at you, as her magic keeps working on you
>Slowly, slower than before, but it's still there, keeping you on the edge and taunting you
>"Tell you what, I'm going to release the spells stopping you from moving and the one stopping you from climaxing,"
>You perk up at that, and hope fills your every thoughts and very being
>"But..."
>Annnnd it's gone
>"If you can last another, say... five minutes--"
"Ughhh!"
>"Okay, three minutes, then I'll give you a very, very nice reward, how about that?"
>You don't know
>Three minutes?
>One hundred and eighty seconds?
>Such a short amount of time, and yet...
>But a reward...
"Okay, okay, I can do it, I'll do it,"
>And her loving expression disappears as soon as the words leave your mouth, and a mischievous one takes its place
>"That's my Anon~,"
>You gulp