“She was alone at home. She decided to leave the room and examine what her friends brought home. She stepped into the next room and approached the great mascot. She walked around her looking at light brown material simulating fur, as well as a pretty pink bow around her neck. She raised her hoof to the teddy bear’s paw to feel it. The material from which it was made was very soft, delicate, and also gave a feeling of fluffiness, then squeezed it. The filling didn’t make the mascot hard. Stroking the mascot’s paw was a pleasure for her. For a moment she resisted the temptation to hug a teddy bear. She was finally an adult, what her friends would think if they saw her embracing the cuddly toy. After all, she was alone at home … what could be wrong. She didn’t wait any longer and walked between the teddy bear’s hind legs and hugged him on the sides, cuddling her tightly into the teddy’s belly. The feeling of softness and blending in with the plush made Pummela relax. She closed her eyes, indulging in the relaxing impulses passing through her body. Firmly cuddled, she rubbed her face on a pleasant plush fur. An idea crossed her mind. It could have been too much for her dignity. She didn’t care at the moment. It gave her joy, and the idea she now had in her mind can only provide more joy. With the help of magic, she grabbed the bear’s paw with the aura and lifted it, placing the paw on her back and pressed it. It was a brilliant idea. Feeling the cuddle of a cuddly toy, pushing her against the mascot’s belly, the mare groaned with pleasure. Indulging in such fantasy makes Pummela feel drowsy. They no longer bothered about what her friends would see when they returned home. He falls asleep while being covered by a teddy bear. She couldn’t imagine a better nap.”