STUFFED Kirin - Ice Cream and Pool Toys

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Kirin were oft considered queer creatures to ponies, which says a lot considering the standards ponies mostly went by. Neapolitan Sunrise didn’t have much comparison for how kirins typically acted, but she imagined Weed Eater was queer even among his kind. He was an- uh- good friend, at least.

 

“So, ready to get absolutely trashed.” Without the orange and pink of his hoodie the kirin’s coat would blend nicely into the lush green grass he was lounging on.

 

“How trashed?” Neapolitan would watch Weed curiously as he illuminated his horn, levitating a few pre-rolled joints out of his pocket. Without looking or paying much mind he’d fumble getting them out of his pocket, barely catching them in the hazy purple glow before they hit the ground.

 

“Mmmm, well the kind of grass that can floor a kirin, maybe more. Real Magical stuff.”

 

“Magical with or without quotes?” The ice cream colored pegasus had enough experience to know the difference between ‘magic’ and magic.

 

“No quotes here, although I do have some ‘magic’ shit if you want. it uses enchanted plants grown by a friend in Manehatten.” Weed would explain, looking up towards the deserted apartment pool he’d led them to a few minutes ago.

 

“Mmmm, any hint on the type of magic?” Neapolitan would give the kirin a bit of a side eye, examining his smirk.

 

“Well you see that’d kind of ruin the fun.” Weed would levitate one of the joints to his horn, holding it there for a second before the magic started glowing red, waiting a few more seconds pulling the lit paper away from his horn.

 

Nea would just sigh as the joint levitated over to her hooves, gently grasping it between them, “I guess I- uh- trust you?”

 

Weed would watch her take a puff, and the mare's cheeks shift from a pale yellow to a light green, "It should start- uh- kind of easy, but as we get down the cone it's gonna be kind of intense."

 

"Th- this doesn't taste r-right." Nea would squeeze out between coughs. Her head starting to spin a bit, despite how light the first puff was.

 

Weed's magic would slowly grasp the cone from her, taking a hit for himself. He'd smile a bit as he leaned back, "Nah, that sticky latex taste is on purpose... it's to... remind you of a summer pool day. You just gotta make sure to take in extra air with the puff." The kirin would finish with an annoying wink before floating it back to her.

 

Despite her reservations, Nea would take a second hit from the joint. It caused her head to begin to spin further, causing her to break out into a fit of coughs.

 

"Breathe, Pegasus, Breath.” The kirin would scoot over to Nea, gently patting her back with one of his cloven hooves, being very careful to avoid hitting one of her wings.

 

“I- know.” The pegasus would cough out, inhaling through her nostrils with a cute whistle as she tried to regain a little bit of composure, but every single breath seemed to push her further away from reality. It was becoming increasingly hard to focus on what was happening, “Wh-what’s going-” Nea would mumble, looking down at her own hooves, watching them almost smear in her vision for a moment, before regaining a sharp focus.

 

“Mmmm, this is some real special shit.” Weed would chuckle as he leaned against the Pegasus, “But you really do gotta go along for the ride." He’d pull the icecream colored mare into a hug, causing her to feel a weird pressure deep inside, like air being squeezed around her abdomen.

 

“Wh-what the-” She’d mumble around the joint, lowering a hoof to gently press against her barrel, recoiling a bit at feeling a soft squishing. Upon a second squish though, it felt kind of nice. Like a soft warm bubble had formed inside her, weirdly comfortable for what should be a more surreal sensation, “... magic.”

 

“Mmm, magic.” The kirin pulled away from the hoof, leaning back at something just out of Nea’s field of vision, somewhere behind her, “PUFFED? Cute.”

 

Nea turned, puffing softly on the joint she held tight in her mouth, exhaling soft trails of unworldly blue smoke through her nose. She tilted her head a bit as she realized what the kirin was talking about. Instead of the regular cutie mark plastered upon her flank there was a shiny white logo in a graffiti font, spelling out PUFFED. Nea tried to speak out an objection, but all that came out was a weak mumble. She realized that her lungs weren’t quite right… and that her lips had started to melt around the cone.

 

“This is going to make things a lot simpler, so hold on.” Weed’s magic firmly grasped around the cone before doing the exact opposite of what she expected, her eyes going wide as the burning object was pushed inside her. The kirin’s magic would burst with a few flashes of fiery blue and purple as she saw a bright flash rom behind her eyes, followed by an intense feeling of warmth filling her mouth, before rapidly traveling down through her body, filling her lungs and stomach with a flash of what should be blistering warmth.

 

Nea mumbled out through dripping latex lips, looking down at the wisps of gray smoke coming out of her nose. She was shocked by a tug on her collar from the kirin’s magic, forcing her to stand up with an incoherent mumble. Her hooves compressed beneath her, the pockets of air barely able to hold her body weight despite the support of the magic on her collar. As the kirin dragged Nea, forcing her to walk, it rapidly changed from pulling against flesh and blood to tugging against warm latex.

 

“Just a little bit further.” The kirin would provide a little bit of reassurance as he dragged off the grass and onto the tiling around the pool, “You don’t want to be in the grass when you start getting sensitive.”

 

Nea would try and mumble out a response as she flopped to the cold, smooth tiling, but nothing escaped from her sealed lips, the only noise she was capable of releasing being a few desperate squeaks out of her nose holes. Weed watched Nea start to squirm for a bit before taking a seat next to her, kneeling down and slowly rubbing a hoof along her side, feeling the texture of the pegasus’s hide as it was replaced with the flexible material, pressing his hoof in to feel the air bubble beneath the skin compress. As he rubbed it felt like he was clearing up blockages for the air, letting it move and flow freely beneath Nea’s new skin.

 

The mare, more pooltoy than pegasus, would weakly reach out a hoof towards the kirin, who’d respond by grabbing it, softly squeezing the inflatable appendage.

 

Weed would chuckle, “Feeling good yet, or just weird?”

 

Nea would huff out an indecipherable response, her eyes crossing to look at her shiny muzzle.

 

Weed would give her a reassuring pat on the back, although this would be a little less reassuring as it made her acutely aware of her rapidly sublimed spine. It also made her aware of the weirdly frustrating feeling of her skin naturally wanting to flex, while the latex was unable to contract like normal.

 

Nea tried to wiggle, but rapidly found herself losing the ability to mov, causing her to let out several rapid desperate huffs.

 

"Shhhhhh, everything's okay." Weed would gently rub his cloven hoof though her mane. The nubs gently parted her hair and rubbed at the smooth, sensitive scalp beneath. The sensation was relaxing, even as it began to multiply and distort, every hair slowly connecting up to her latex nervous system. It almost became maddening, but thankfully began to calm down as the strands began to liquefy, flowing together until they became a solid mass that rested just outside of Nea's field of vision.

 

As the hair approached a solid mass the kirin slowed his rubbing, instead opting to pull Nea's head into a tight hug. With a squish that turned all remaining matter in her head into Pooltoy, Her thoughts were instantly scattered as her head was compressed, what once constituted her mind rapidly pushed throughout her body. The kirin held the hug for a bit, relaxing his face on her vinyl mane for a bit, giving her the space to somewhat regain her mental bearings. But nothing ended up right, thoughts slow and hazy, consciousness moving slowly through the pooltoy form.

 

Nea was left barely able to do more than bask as she felt the kirin's magic on her, the soft purple glow tugging on the collar that clung tightly to her consciousness-bloated neck.

 

"Better to keep this safe for a little while, not like you'll be needing it." The kirin would let out a little giggle-snort as he undid the collar, letting it hang in his magic for a moment before levitating it to his hoodie pocket. Nea tried to huff a bit, relieved by the lack of pressure on her neck, but instead realized that the remaining nose holes had sealed up, leaving her entirely unable to move or make noise.

 

"Now let's see what we have to work with." The kirin would examine the pony pooltoy, running a hoof carefully over her side to admire the odd scraping noise, before giving her a teasing slap, admiring the vibrating thud that the pooltoy made. If Nea was capable of shivering or squealing, she likely would from the extremely foreign sensation of having her pooltoy hide played with.

 

"Hmmm, you don't really see pegasi pool toys very often~" Nea would feel her entire body slowly enveloped in warmth, a soft purple glow enveloping her vision as she was delicately lifted from the ground, "But I think I know what you'd look cute as!"

 

The warmth holding the pooltoy rapidly intensified as it pulsed red with a surge of magic, causing its skin to tingle, and giving the poor pooltoy a phantom urge to sneeze. The magic didn't rest though, instead beginning to squeeze and knead at the pooltoy's sensitive form. The pooltoy was then dropped and squeezed against the ground by the magic, limbs squished and splayed out haphazardly as its neck was forced out straight. The entire bottom of the pooltoy’s warm, sensitive body ground against the tile until the pooltoy could feel every crack and texture in the cool tile. The pooltoy’s solid lump of tail was pulled out right and squished together with its legs, the magic squeezing it like a vice. Eventually, with a very forceful -squirk-, the seam between the pooltoy’s hind legs and tail disappeared, the ‘limbs’ merged together into a solid mass by the magic, a sensitive, tingling mass that was quickly massaged into a distinct shape by the warm glow, magic forming it into the bulbous and flared tail of an aquatic creature. The pooltoy was barely cognizant at this point, lost in the feeling of being squished and squeezed. Barely aware of what it was being shaped into as its forelegs were flattened and squished up against its body. The once-pegasi’s flattened, inflated wings were grasped by the magic, squished and molded into a single blunted protrusion from the back. The pooltoy’s mane was squeezed down as her head and neck began to inflate, squishing and jostling the majority of the pooltoy’s remaining awareness. Eventually the horse was squeezed into a soft and very cute fish shape, the only oddity being the not-very-shark-like yellow color and the weird pink, brown, and white gills.

 

After the transformation was done, the magic and intense heat and tickling began to fade, leaving Nea able to recollect herself. Trying to take a little bit of stock of her body as she dangled at the edge of the pool.

 

She felt a gentle hoof press lift up on her tail, causing her to splash into the water with a soft plop. The pooltoy gently bobbed on the surface, the feeling of small waves gently rubbing against their skin heavenly. The cool, relaxing feeling of the water cooling an inferno the pooltoy didn’t realize it had blazing. Magic gently reoriented the pooltoy until it was looking at Weed Eater, who was sitting casually at the side of the pool with his hoodie discarded to the side, lighting the other joint as his back hooves gently kicked against the water. The kirin take a puff and relax, before tilting the lit joint to the edge of his mouth with magic as he leaned back, bracing himself on his forelegs, “Don’t worry, I left a note for Golden so if it doesn’t wear off by the time he’s back he should find us.”

 

If Nea was still in a state for understanding pony language she would probably be relaxed by his words, but at this point she was more curious about why the kirin wasn’t immediately coming into the water.